paixaorpg | This Isn’t The Desert [Active]

Character(s): Aladdin, open to anyone
Content: The boy from Agrabah has made his appearance in Paixao
Setting: Joutenheim
Time: Late Afternoon
Warnings: Probably Nothing

Aladdin woke up in a jump, he was quite aware that this wasn’t Agrabah. For one thing, it wasn’t his room, secondly, this place was no scorching hot desert, and lastly, his friends weren’t around him at all. Abu and Iago were missing, even carpet was too, and Genie! His lamp wasn’t even near Aladdin. He also remembered Jasmine… Oh no, now he HAD to find out where she was. Aladdin looked around as he sat up. Pushing his way through the crowded line. He got up to the booth. “Hey! You have to tell me, where I-”

“Name?”

“Uh, I’m Aladdin?”

“Welcome to the city of Paixao, here’s your journal.”

Aladdin was given a small device, he opened it up, it didn’t look like something to write in. That is until the screen lit up and he saw the keyboard that one would use to type in the words. He’s never seen something like this before. When Aladdin tried to ask how he got here and what not, the person gave no reply to him. He assumed that just was how they treated most visitors here. Walking through the gate staring at his journal, he took in his surroundings. This place was one huge dome with the most elaborate artwork Aladdin’s ever seen.

Well, this was a fine day, the only thing Aladdin had on his mind was to try and find a way out of here, so he can back to his friends, most importantly, Jasmine. He folded his arms in thought, and then tried examining his electronic journal. Aladdin sighed, “Now what do I do?”

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Once again, Saïx had decided to descend upon the city. The people might not have been overly interesting but that alone was little enough reason to constantly avoid them. Every now and again there was something passably entertaining. Whether or not this would be one of them remained to be seen, of course, but that was part of what made it interesting - and he certainly needn't worry about being immediately taken for a member of Organization XIII, with that all too familiar coat left behind.

"That would be up to you," he answered.

It was, after all, the only thing that could be said. He had no real idea of what this man might have been looking for.

Aladdin looked around and saw the man with the long blue hair. Well, at least someone was talking to him here. Maybe this guy can help him learn about this place. Though he doesn’t mind exploring new worlds, he knows he needs to come home to Jasmine soon. Al’s just hoping that she wouldn’t get angry with him for disappearing on her. Though knowing his friends they’re probably scouting everywhere to try and find him. Aladdin approached the guy who spoke to him, “Well, I’m kinda new here, and I’m not sure exactly how I got here. I have to know how to get back home too. What is this ‘Paixao’ place?”

"You got here the same way any of the rest of us did."

Or rather, everyone who wasn't part of the Organization, but that would hardly be something he mentioned. Not if he wished to keep his facade intact. Most people had little idea of the details of how they'd arrived and so he would play at knowing little.

"As for the what, it's what you see, although I've heard it said the place is inside a castle."

“Inside a castle?” Aladdin asked as he took in the domes and long shadows around him. The whole place did seem like it was all inside, so was Paixao itself a huge palace then? He pondered what other things were supposedly held within this castle, and if there was more than meets the eye right now. Aladdin, folded his arms, well there’s always gotta be an exit one way or another around here.

However, that doesn’t matter right now though. All that matters to Aladdin was to just find out what he can about this place for now. He continued his conversation with the man across from him, “There’s a lot of people like me that came from other worlds here as well, huh… So, I’m guessing you’re not from around here either then?”

"So they claim," Saïx answered with a nod. And really, it was hardly a surprise. It was the truth, although people so rarely seemed to believe it. But then again they saw only what they saw. A city on an island. A town full of ghosts. A glittering forest. All perfectly lovely, except for the Heartless and certainly not anything anyone would expect inside a castle.

Which was part of the plan, really.

"You would assume correctly."

But why would this world have people come here from another other worlds, what was the purpose of that? Aladdin couldn’t help but think this situation was more than just suspicious, for now though he has to try to come up with a plan. He glanced around the area, wondering who else was brought here against their will and if there was a way to help them escape with him. Aladdin spoke in thought, “I wonder how many of us were brought here from other worlds then and why?”

Aladdin looked at the man in curiosity, “I guess I’ll have to adjust to this world for now, how long have you been here though?”

"Longer than I care to remember."

Certainly longer than most other people currently in the city, barring perhaps a few exceptions. Long enough to know all the various ins and outs of city, or nearly so. But he'd stopped bothering trying to actually count days. It was almost an effort of futility, in this place. He was here and that was all that mattered.

Aladdin arms stayed folded as he stared at the man’s simple response. He looked out to the city back in thought. Now what should he do. Aladdin bit his lip. He wondered if it was possible if his friends were here. He may have to scout out the city to find them though if they were here. Aladdin needed to see this city for himself then.

“I guess I’ll go explore this place then, I need find out what I can about this place,” Aladdin turned back at the man, “There isn’t anything that’s causing trouble around here that I need to know about, is there?”

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