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paixaorpg2006-08-31 09:36 pm
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Not quite business as usual? AKA long-ass thread of DOOM [active]
Character(s): Sora, Riku, Namine, Tod, Kyo, Zelos, Tohru
Content: In which Sora wakes after an exceptionally long nap refreshed, confused, and three inches taller. Then everything happens at once. :X
Setting: Vanaheim area, outside Morem O Lisboa
Time: Mid-week2, afternoon
Warnings: None
It's not that Sora wasn't used to visiting other worlds. It was just that he usually had Goofy and Donald with him, and he normally remembered how he got there. Also, in all his travels, Sora had never before awoken in a strange white pod in the middle of a forest with no recollection of falling asleep. The fact that he'd grown several inches, apparently overnight, was even more disconcerting; he was lucky a mysterious someone had laid out a new outfit for him that happened to fit.
In fact, come to think of it, being in a strange world was the least of Sora's concerns.
With a calmness that can only come from experience with being thrust into strange situations, Sora skimmed through the booklets handed to him as he entered the gate before shoving them into one of the cargo pockets strapped over his pants. "Paixao, huh?" he wondered aloud. He'd never heard of it before, but that wasn't really surprising. There were lots of worlds out there that he'd never heard of. Now where the heck were Donald and Goofy? After a few minutes of searching, Sora realized the city was too big for him to look by himself. He'd have to ask around, at least.
"Ah, excuse me," he said, jogging up to an old woman selling jewelry out of a wooden cart, "have you seen my two friends? One's a duck wearing a blue hat, and the other's a... um... dog... thing... well, he's got floppy black ears, a green shirt, and he's about this tall." Sora held his hand over his head in a rough approximation. "They're named Donald and Goofy."
The old woman stared at him with wizened blue eyes. "Son," she said at last, "if your friends are as strange as you're describing, then I'd definitely remember if I saw them."
Sora blinked. That wasn't quite an answer, was it? "So... you haven't?"
"No."
"Oh..."
"Now are you buying anything or not? I've got some nice silver earrings here - very manly - I'll even pierce your ear for free - "
Sora held up his hands apologetically. "Oh, no thanks! Sorry! Thanks anyway, ma'am!" Grimacing a bit at the thought of a needle being poked through his earlobe, Sora wandered off to stand in the center of the small plaza. He turned in a small circle, his gaze alternating between the buildings around him and the dome that stretched away far above. What kind of world was this? It didn't seem like it was under attack by the Heartless... so why did he come here? And why couldn't he remember arriving?
For once, after a year of wandering, Sora felt a little lost.
Content: In which Sora wakes after an exceptionally long nap refreshed, confused, and three inches taller. Then everything happens at once. :X
Setting: Vanaheim area, outside Morem O Lisboa
Time: Mid-week2, afternoon
Warnings: None
It's not that Sora wasn't used to visiting other worlds. It was just that he usually had Goofy and Donald with him, and he normally remembered how he got there. Also, in all his travels, Sora had never before awoken in a strange white pod in the middle of a forest with no recollection of falling asleep. The fact that he'd grown several inches, apparently overnight, was even more disconcerting; he was lucky a mysterious someone had laid out a new outfit for him that happened to fit.
In fact, come to think of it, being in a strange world was the least of Sora's concerns.
With a calmness that can only come from experience with being thrust into strange situations, Sora skimmed through the booklets handed to him as he entered the gate before shoving them into one of the cargo pockets strapped over his pants. "Paixao, huh?" he wondered aloud. He'd never heard of it before, but that wasn't really surprising. There were lots of worlds out there that he'd never heard of. Now where the heck were Donald and Goofy? After a few minutes of searching, Sora realized the city was too big for him to look by himself. He'd have to ask around, at least.
"Ah, excuse me," he said, jogging up to an old woman selling jewelry out of a wooden cart, "have you seen my two friends? One's a duck wearing a blue hat, and the other's a... um... dog... thing... well, he's got floppy black ears, a green shirt, and he's about this tall." Sora held his hand over his head in a rough approximation. "They're named Donald and Goofy."
The old woman stared at him with wizened blue eyes. "Son," she said at last, "if your friends are as strange as you're describing, then I'd definitely remember if I saw them."
Sora blinked. That wasn't quite an answer, was it? "So... you haven't?"
"No."
"Oh..."
"Now are you buying anything or not? I've got some nice silver earrings here - very manly - I'll even pierce your ear for free - "
Sora held up his hands apologetically. "Oh, no thanks! Sorry! Thanks anyway, ma'am!" Grimacing a bit at the thought of a needle being poked through his earlobe, Sora wandered off to stand in the center of the small plaza. He turned in a small circle, his gaze alternating between the buildings around him and the dome that stretched away far above. What kind of world was this? It didn't seem like it was under attack by the Heartless... so why did he come here? And why couldn't he remember arriving?
For once, after a year of wandering, Sora felt a little lost.
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