Roxas - Protection Stone

[the_last]

[As soon as Roxas chomps on the fruit, he will experience sudden disorientation, as if suddenly unfamiliar with being inside his body, perhaps not even knowing why he is there or who he is. It lasts for but a moment and then slowly fades... He will suddenly find himself in a place that seems unusually quiet and gray, as though the color were stolen but there remains just enough to suggest that things have been greatly subdued. There are also about three spots in the distance that seem to almost glow with gentle hues of color, soft and welcoming. Too bad, they seem much too far away to reach.

Within the gray is an expansive forest of every tree imaginable and dry, brittle grass that extends to mid-calf. Here and there, one might even spot some faded prints left upon the ground. The sky is equally gray, although not one cloud can be seen. But a dark mist seems to swirl around the forest, not too thick but clearly present.]

Comments

[twilight_boy]

[walking toward the unicorn, after taking his hands out of his pockets]

[the_last]

[Well, the Unicorn's not there so Roxas is mostly walking further into the perfectly safe forest.]

[twilight_boy]

[the safest, following where he thinks the voice might have been coming from]

[the_last]

[As he does that, he will probably hear the thundering of a multitude of hooves and the faint sound of terrified, frantic whinnying.]

[twilight_boy]

[that sounds like someone's in danger. Running toward it]

[the_last]

[Noise is all around him so... good luck with that?]

[twilight_boy]

Where are you?

[the_last]

[Eventually, the sound fades to ABSOLUTE SILENCE again. Even Roxas' footsteps make no sound as he moves deeper into the forest. It also is getting increasingly darker and more difficult to see.]

[twilight_boy]

[does using a light spell work?]

[the_last]

[Nope!]

[twilight_boy]

[Pressing on, regardless]

[the_last]

[Well, as if that isn't unsettling enough have this really loud furious neigh and this wild and desperate desire to protect that it is very apparent is not Roxas' own.

Youcantleavenowyoucantyouhavetosavethem. . . the herd. . .





that's worth anything. . . anything





anything

[twilight_boy]

[IDENTIFIES WITH THAT FEEL! ...That's probably worrisome]

[the_last]

[Except that now it feels as though every feeling has been stripped from him in a vicious swipe that probably knocks him on his back. And there is a soft, unnerving laughter that sounds nothing like Fell. . .]

[twilight_boy]

[sitting up into a crouch. If he had a heart, it'd be hammering against his ribcage right now] Who's there?

[the_last]

[Nothing~]

[twilight_boy]

[dragging himself up and stumbling forward again, after that encounter]

[the_last]

[The area that Roxas walks into suddenly seems more colorful, as if just brushed with some light pastels in warm tones. There is also an INTENSE ENERGY here. Something is dissatisfied.]

[twilight_boy]

What's wrong?

[the_last]

[There is a faint flicker of something shimmering just ahead of her. . .]

[unionoftheheart]

[after a few long moments, you might start hearing someone breathing nearby...]

[twilight_boy]

[keeping as quiet as he can, himself, trying to track that sound]

[unionoftheheart]

[doesn't seem to be moving]

[deep slow calm breaths]

[twilight_boy]

[Moving toward that sound, fast but cautious]

[unionoftheheart]

[it's Ven, he's sitting cross-legged with his keyblade across his lap, a distant and sad expression on his face]