http://green-pizzicato.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] green-pizzicato.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg2011-04-12 11:28 pm
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Kinjirareta Asobi [ Active / Closed ]

Character(s): Kanaria, Xion, and possibly Woody, Roxas, Riku and Sora later. If threads are merged, idk. >:
Content: Kanaria's been out of energy for a few weeks, and the letters are sent out.
Setting: Wherever Xion is currently.
Time: Late week 30, early evening.
Warnings: None.

Kanaria knew from the moment she knew her ring was gone that her time was limited. Like Shinku and Hina-Ichigo before her, she was doomed to sleep when the last remainders of Micchan's energy was used. So she powered down.

For once though, luck was on Kanaria's side. She had been sleeping safely in her box, hidden away from any curious eyes when the last of her energy left her. Silence ensued, and in that time alone, she re-lived all of the memories of her past in her lovely dream-world. The world around her continued without her, but such was not the fate of a beautiful Rozen Maiden. They were destined to wake and fulfill their collective destiny. Thus, whether it was her box, Laplace's Demon, an unknown force, or even Rozen himself..no one would know, but letters were sent to every residence in the city of Paixao, to every citizen.

These letters looked as though they were written on aged paper with a fountain pen and india ink. None were neither addressed, nor had they names on them. Instead, the paper was folded over twice and stamped shut with a wax seal of a stylized rose. When opened, the letter would simply ask..


"Will you turn the key?

Yes, or no."

[identity profile] whodoyou-see.livejournal.com 2011-04-13 12:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Xion hadn't been in her room when she received the letter, which really wasn't much of a surprise- she was avoiding the Organization as much as she could get away with, and spent most of her time on the Paixao level with the coat.

It was a little weird, just getting a letter like this, but Xion opened it carefully and read. Turn the key? What key?

...The Keyblade?

Somehow, she didn't think that was it, but her curiosity got the better of her. She hunted around for a pen, before tentatively circling the 'yea' on the paper.

Now what?