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thefoundation2019-02-18 11:51 am
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MOCK ROUND - WEEK 2
There was only one week left in this game, if the Witch was to be believed.
Despite the trial and it's painful conclusion, everything had been quiet over the weekend.
And those that had been lost were supposed to come back on this day. Not only that, but their natural abilities were supposed to return to them this week...🗈
Despite the trial and it's painful conclusion, everything had been quiet over the weekend.
And those that had been lost were supposed to come back on this day. Not only that, but their natural abilities were supposed to return to them this week...🗈
And, indeed, as they wake up on Monday morning - the feeling of their old, lost abilities filters back in.
One promise kept - so will the others be kept, as well? As the prospect of the final week in the game stretches out before them, there's a sense of anticipation in the air...along with the grim knowledge that this weekend, the investigation and trial will happen again.
At least it'll be for the last time, right?
MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY
Mock Round Calendar
One promise kept - so will the others be kept, as well? As the prospect of the final week in the game stretches out before them, there's a sense of anticipation in the air...along with the grim knowledge that this weekend, the investigation and trial will happen again.
At least it'll be for the last time, right?
Mock Round Calendar
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That I was... what? "Executed"? [ waving a hand nonchalantly ] In the end, she played everyone for a fool.
[ ... Everyone.
He's sending his Keyblade away, as well. He folds his arms over his chest, expression softening into something more serious. ]
... You really don't remember anything from that night...?
[ Now he's cocking his head to the side. ]
Were you or weren't you possessed by Xehanort at some point?
1/2
[ He was not there for the hilarity because he had to go off and do his own thing for a little bit, because of course he did.
Though at his next words- ]
2/2
[ ...It becomes increasingly clear that despite Vanitas' words, his expression suggests that Riku has no recollection of how this came to be. ]
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My punishment was... [ augh, not saying!!! ] Something way different.
[ But, yeah, okay, that... proves that. He lets out a wry laugh, giving a smile of utter disbelief. Is this getting even more interesting, or what... ]
Any chance the witch could have known about that?
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Different in what way?
[ ... So how did Vanitas figure it out? ]
I wouldn't put it past her, but I don't know what you're getting at here, so you'll need to spell it out plainly.
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She kept me locked up all weekend.
[ He sighs. Given he has an Unversed that's capable of taking on the form of its opponents, one idea is: ]
Honestly, there are a ton of things that could have happened. It could have been an illusion from the start - a fake who knew things about you and pretended to be you. [ a beat ] You could have been switched out at the last second, meaning it's just a matter of your memories getting messed with for the sake of her fun and games.
[ A grim smirk surfaces with the last one. ]
Or maybe I did kill you, after all, and one of her little friends brought you back.
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[ Riku doesn't believe Lambdadelta just sat there and twiddled her thumbs while he was "locked up". He's at least astute to conclude that about the witch.
He looks kind of uncomfortable at 'memories getting messed with', and for good reason. ]
Maybe some sort of illusion was involved, but whatever happened it still hurt. [ ... ] What do you remember happening that night?
1/2
... Made me dress in awful clothes and have a stupid tea party with her.
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You want the details, Riku?
Fine. ]
Close to midnight, I came knocking on your door. You let me in after I asked if we could talk about Sora. [ . . . ] I'd been wanting to ask more about him, anyway, and you seemed fine with telling me. What I wasn't expecting...
[ Ah, now he's looking uncomfortable. He folds his arms over his chest, head turning so he's looking away from Riku entirely. ]
I didn't think we'd have yet another connection: My Master, and the guy who created me... Xehanort.
[ A grim smirk surfaces, and there's something distant - conflicted - in his gaze as he glances back at Riku before adding: ]
You told me about what he did to you during your last argument to me - the one that went into the reason you supposedly wanted to help me. You even seem annoyed after I suggested you were only doing it because it's something Sora would wanna do.
[ But! Onto the fun details! ]
After that, I stabbed you - twice. First, I got you in the gut. Then? The chest. When I tried to stab you a third time, in the back, thanks to how much of a fight you were putting up, [ because... how fitting, right? ] you blocked with your hand. You were barely standing when I left you.
[ Waving a hand vaguely, now... ]
I came back through the window while you were writing Sora's name on the door. [ without any kind of smirk: ] Then... I shot you in the head, chest, and stomach.
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For what it's worth, he has a good poker face. So he keeps his expression straight throughout the entirety of Vanitas' explanation. Then, at the end he releases a sigh. ]
Yeah, what so you're saying you got out of that all unscathed? I'm impressed.
[ His tone indicates other wise, before it shifts to somwthing less ... that. ]
Whatever the case, I don't think I can regret offering trying to help you. Better me than someone else.
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Guess so. [ but, everyone else knows and then there's Asuma to consider, so ] My wish was me trying to take my fate into my own hands. To put an end to the pain I feel from not having a full heart.
[ There's... now a laugh slipping out. It's not far from the one he gave just before his "execution" - it's lacking in volume, considerably, at least? ]
I got looked at with pity while I was being sent off for punishment. After committing murder, some of those idiots just felt sorry for me - one of them even tried to get punished in my place without any kind of clue what'd it be. There are people constantly saying they wanna help me with the pain I'm stuck with, Asuma is now holed up in the damn library, willing to sacrifice himself to put an end to it, and I have blackmail getting held over my head by the witch!
[ One of those last three is not like the other, Vanitas. But, also, it's like... a ball rolling down a hill, or something. He actually looks worked up now. ]
On top of all that, I have to sit through another "murder" and "execution" without the chances of any kind of wish, even if I help you idiots!
[ Just dropping his face into his hand. ]
You don't even have to remember what happened - just feel something that I've probably been feeling my entire damn life. If anything, you're unscathed. Even if I do have Sora's face, you've got no reason to care about me or what happens to me. It's just a face!
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All of this could've been avoided if you didn't kill anyone. But you didn't think of that, did you?
[ Coolly stated, just laying it out. ]
What happened with that lady isn't something I'd forget—and trust me, I remember all of that just fine! It wasn't the most painless death, but you wouldn't know that since you didn't have it happen to you. I wouldn't say I came out exactly unscathed even if I'm here now, but if you want to pretend that everything you did is suddenly null and void, I'm not going to stop you from your delusions.
...Whoever wanted to take your place isn't the brightest bulb in the box, and Asuma's being an idiot, but I'll make sure that he doesn't sacrifice himself by working out something with him. The thought of anyone helping you at all should at least inspire you to think of a way to help if you're so upset at it, and going at it alone has clearly worked out well for you so far.
[ He takes a calming breath.... ]
If it helps, I don't pity you, and I'm not helping you just because you have my best friend's face. You're a person all on your own and I'll decide whether it's worth it or not. If you don't like it, think of it as punishment for what you did.
[ He's sure that he's already 'explained' his reasons just fine in the night that Vanitas 'killed' him, so Riku doesn't see the need to reiterate them. It isn't quite obvious, but Riku's completely lost his cool—he'd ask about the blackmail but he'll need a moment to calm. ]
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I never said what I did was null and void. [ just briefly, he's averting his gaze ] In fact, I'm well aware that what I did was messed up, since I did it before there was proof you'd even come back.
[ So, he...
... yeah.
Did it while believing there was a chance Riku would stay dead. ]
What the hell kind of punishment is that, though?
[ There's a laugh of disbelief as he walks... right up to Riku, staring him right in the eyes. ]
Deciding if it's worth it...? [ giving an unhealthy grin now ] How about I help you with that decision, Riku?
[ Vanitas......... ]
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You don't need to explicitly say that in order to imply that you might as well think as much.
[ He's pretty sure neither of them believed the hogwash Lambdadelta fed them in the beginning - which turned out not to be hogwash after all...and he'll raise a hand, pushing it forwards to hit Vanitas right in the face if he doesn't move. Riku is not in the mood to have this guy all up in his business because his face is just like Sora's. ]
I've already decided, so there's no point. You're just wasting your time, just like you did before.
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... But, frankly? Everything is kind of feeling like too much, and this particular moment is nudging him a little dangerously past the edge, so to speak.
Pain, pain, pain... always pain. Always anger. Always that sense of longing and wanting, colliding with spite and bitterness.
So, put simply, there's a glare on top of a threat of tears, just as soon as Riku's figurative thumb twists into the figurative wound labeled "wasted time". And it's that threat of tears that summons up a swell of panic. And it's that swell of panic that has him scrambling for something that'll hurt Riku as much as possible. ]
Well- I hate you.
[ Yeah, because that's exactly what his expression is implying, right now. Sure, Vanitas.
Sure.
That's why the threat of tears edges past just being a threat just as he's turning away. ]
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In fact, it's the most surprising thing he'd seen from Vanitas, but it made sense. He'd known from his short time learning what he had from Xehanort that being under that man wouldn't be an easy experience. And despite it all, despite Vanitas' barbs, despite his intent to truly snuff Riku's life out just like that, his expression softens in the face of Vanitas' tears.
...It might've meant he was too soft. But was being so soft truly a crime? He'd witnessed Sora's kindness and gentleness firsthand enough to know that it was no longer a weakness. It's no surprise that he finds it in his heart to not treat Vanitas cruelly. Even if he's more wary and cautious around him, and even if he was honestly genuine upset. He can't help but reach out in his own way. ]
I don't really believe that, not for a second. But, even if you really do...just remember that you don't have to face all of this alone. It's not going to be easy, but it will be quicker if you just let people who want to help you do exactly that.
I just don't think you deserve to suffer, even if that's what you believe.