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come_sailaway2023-02-27 06:27 pm
melodiouspacifist) wrote in come_sailaway2023-02-27 06:27 pm
Faith, Should I Take A Leap? [Open]
Who: Demyx and everyone, very open!
What: Memshare
When: March
Warnings: Dehumanization, cult-like behaviour, tagging and tracking, coercion, death?
Notes: No limits, go wild. Likely I have unique choices for each participant.
I. Awakening
Regardless of which situation an intrepid visitor has happened upon, whether the room was completely white, or they were outside in the dirt and dust to the point that everything looked brown, either memory begins with Demyx lying unconscious on the ground.
In the first memory, Demyx is roughly thirteen. In the second one, he looks as he does on the ship, about age twenty-one.
II. Mission Mode
The most versatile of options, this is an exclusive opportunity to visit a Disney/Pixar movie of one’s choosing. Demyx could be aged anywhere from 13-21. Missions would be either combat or reconnaissance.
III. Espionage
Considering the nature of the Organization, information has power and Demyx is far too curious for his own good. Either he’s spying on his peers or the Organization structure itself, there’s a reason why Demyx seems to know way more than he should.
This would be an opportunity to sneak around and learn some of the secrets surrounding the Organization and perhaps Demyx himself.
IV. Death
There was nothing nice about Hollow Bastion in that moment. It was run down, the damage having been done by the encroaching darkness, the shadows that seemed to be all over the place. Demyx was not immediately visible, but rather a kid named Sora, with Donald and Goofy in tow.
The mystery as to where Demyx was, is solved in an instant when he appeared out of a dark portal. He seemed startled at seeing Sora and he sighed and then turned on a charming smile.
“Hey, you guys are looking lively!”
It was immediately apparent that their relationship to each other was adversarial because Donald yelled at him. “Scram!”
The kid, Sora, looked more contemplative. “Didn’t we catch you messing around in the Underworld? How’d a wimp like you get into Organization XIII?”
Demyx seemed to take a step back, as though he was scared.
“I bet you can’t even fight.” Sora taunted him.
Donald chimed in. “Yeah, but we can!”
Even if no one interfered, it was a front row seat at the combat styling that Demyx was so reluctant to share. It wasn’t going to end well, but he wasn’t going to let them walk all over him.
V. Aftermath
After a memory experience, one might want to seek out Demyx for a conversation. It would be easy enough to find him, he was probably lounging on one of the deck chairs, sporting his brand new headphones with cat ears on them and playing with an MP3 player, lost in the music.
[Contact me for a memory if you’d rather just talk to Demyx about one without threading the memory itself. Discord: Ammeschan#5385![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico)
Ammeschan]
What: Memshare
When: March
Warnings: Dehumanization, cult-like behaviour, tagging and tracking, coercion, death?
Notes: No limits, go wild. Likely I have unique choices for each participant.
I. Awakening
Regardless of which situation an intrepid visitor has happened upon, whether the room was completely white, or they were outside in the dirt and dust to the point that everything looked brown, either memory begins with Demyx lying unconscious on the ground.
In the first memory, Demyx is roughly thirteen. In the second one, he looks as he does on the ship, about age twenty-one.
II. Mission Mode
The most versatile of options, this is an exclusive opportunity to visit a Disney/Pixar movie of one’s choosing. Demyx could be aged anywhere from 13-21. Missions would be either combat or reconnaissance.
III. Espionage
Considering the nature of the Organization, information has power and Demyx is far too curious for his own good. Either he’s spying on his peers or the Organization structure itself, there’s a reason why Demyx seems to know way more than he should.
This would be an opportunity to sneak around and learn some of the secrets surrounding the Organization and perhaps Demyx himself.
IV. Death
There was nothing nice about Hollow Bastion in that moment. It was run down, the damage having been done by the encroaching darkness, the shadows that seemed to be all over the place. Demyx was not immediately visible, but rather a kid named Sora, with Donald and Goofy in tow.
The mystery as to where Demyx was, is solved in an instant when he appeared out of a dark portal. He seemed startled at seeing Sora and he sighed and then turned on a charming smile.
“Hey, you guys are looking lively!”
It was immediately apparent that their relationship to each other was adversarial because Donald yelled at him. “Scram!”
The kid, Sora, looked more contemplative. “Didn’t we catch you messing around in the Underworld? How’d a wimp like you get into Organization XIII?”
Demyx seemed to take a step back, as though he was scared.
“I bet you can’t even fight.” Sora taunted him.
Donald chimed in. “Yeah, but we can!”
Even if no one interfered, it was a front row seat at the combat styling that Demyx was so reluctant to share. It wasn’t going to end well, but he wasn’t going to let them walk all over him.
V. Aftermath
After a memory experience, one might want to seek out Demyx for a conversation. It would be easy enough to find him, he was probably lounging on one of the deck chairs, sporting his brand new headphones with cat ears on them and playing with an MP3 player, lost in the music.
[Contact me for a memory if you’d rather just talk to Demyx about one without threading the memory itself. Discord: Ammeschan#5385
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His voice is teasing, and he nods respectively to the two superheroes. "I'm so sorry about the mix-up. I wish you both luck on your... ah, search? Or whatever you wish superheroes luck."
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Honey Lemon offered a cheerful smile. "Thank you!"
The pair departed and Demyx let out a sigh of relief. "Hey I owe you one!"
That was a pretty rare thing, actually.
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When he turns to Demyx after they leave, César gives an elaborate shrug. "I don't mind at all, but do you have... any idea where we are? I'm out of the area, too."
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"San Fransokyo is the name of this world." Demyx offered cheerfully. He was trying to figure out César and how he got there if he wasn't from 'the area'.
"It's a big city though, couldn't tell you where things specifically are. I was just...looking for something."
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César reaches into one of his hip pouches to grab his phone and pulls it out. "They might have GPS and cell phone towers. I might need a second to get my SIM card recognized by a provider, but then I might be able to help you."
César, I knew you had designed your own phone and operating system because you're a data hoarder but what the fuck. Are you hacking to get free cell phone service because there's no way your credit cards work here. Why are you like this. I will talk to my character like this if I like oh my god.
"Okay! I found one that works! I might be able to pull up a map once I can get apps downloaded."
CÉSAR! This is highly illegal!
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Fortunately him and the legality of situations were not acquainted.
"Cool. You're like Ienzo with your thing."