Faith, Should I Take A Leap? [Open]

[melodiouspacifist]

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 Ammeschan]

Comments

II - Finny Fun

[angrycrabnoises]

Karkat is mid-rant flailing his arms next to Nepeta and pacing when suddenly a bright light surrounds him.

The next thing he knows, he is suddenly underwater, but somehow not drowning. In fact, when his arms shoot up as he instinctively gasps for air, he notices that he doesn’t have hands anymore but red crablike claws instead. His legs have similarly changed into some sort of red fish tail. (Of course it has to be red).

“WHAT THE FUCK?! WHY AM I A CRAB??!” he shouts, emitting a stream of bubbles from his mouth.

IV. Death

[seethesun]

Eleanor had been diving when she got sucked into the rift, and she arrives behind the strange group in significant amount of confusion and, also, seawater.

And what a scene she's stumbled into. Poor Demyx looks terrified, and these strangers with their odd weapons (is that a magic wand?) are threatening him. She remembers being told he comes from a world of magic...

This will not stand. His Holiness is a pacifist, and needs someone to defend him. With absolutely no idea that this Demyx, perfectly able to see her in her mostly-scrubbed diving suit, probably thinks she's with Sora, Eleanor's left palm erupts in a ball of sticky, clinging flame, which she hurls directly at the duck who so rudely threatened her friend.

Her porthole flickers, and then glows an angry red. "Touch him and die!"

I. Awakening - gimme the youth

[millay]

Maeve looks around her as she settles into the memory for a moment. She takes in the look of the place around her and frowns a little. "Where am I?" But her voice is soft, mostly speaking to herself.

But the white room is weird and this place in general feels weird.

II It's legally required for César to visit another Man of Action Franchise: Big Hero 6

[pineapplesalmon]

César touches a crack in reality and suddenly he's in a metropolis. Daytime, nighttime, it doesn't matter: his eyes are going up towards the overhead high speed rail regardless. And then further, to the wind turbines up in the air.

He's got a Tommy Bahama tote slung over his shoulder. He's wearing a Victorian looking vest with a deep collar, a nice shirt, and ordinary dress pants. it's accessorized with black riding boots and a wide, black leather belt with matching leather pouches carrying all of his other things. Honestly, the man could've stepped out of a steampunk convention.

"Woah...."