Apr. 21st, 2010

[identity profile] creepy-son-of-a.livejournal.com
I suggest we at least discuss some sort of strategy for when the darkness hits Radiant Garden.

At least a plan for retreat if fighting doesn't appear to do any good would be advisable.

Even without navigation you can still use the gummi ships to get away from the world.
[identity profile] megafire.livejournal.com
As the video turns on, the refugee known as Peter can be seen in a room in Disney Castle. It is clear that he has been crying and his head is still a bit red. His face does not look pleasant. At all. When he starts talking, his words are a tad louder than strictly necessary.

“Right on all counts, I was. What a big freaking genius I am. And what a great help I turned out to be.”

He moves his hands up to hair frantically.

“And what I am supposed to do now? Lesley was the one thing familiar in a universe strange to me. The anchor of normality in nothing but weirdness.”

He almost starts crying again.

“And that’s gone! I’ve never even played the Goddamn Kingdom Hearts games! Or seen half of the worlds in here! I have no idea what the hell is going on!”

Peter grabs some unidentifiable object and throws it across the room. Luckily it wasn’t something fragile.

“I hate this! I hate this entire shtick and I can’t even leave! God I want to leave so badly! This whole world is so… nice, so lovely, so perfect. I don’t want bloody perfect! I want… I don’t know what I damn well want. I don’t want this!”

He yells out in anger and kicks his bed, not paying any attention to the pain it causes him.

“And I want to… destroy things, get rid of this horrible feeling, but no matter how much I throw around, it’s never enough! It’s never enough! I need something that comes from deep inside of me… something powerful. I need to watch things burn.”

He somehow still realises just how insane this sounds and corrects himself.

“But most of all, I want to control this aching feeling. I want to get rid of it, unleash it whenever I want, but not earlier. I need to control myself, but I can’t! It’s freaking impossible to get out of this emotional rollercoaster!”

He punches one of the walls, again ignoring the pain. When he does this, there is a small flicker of light, barely noticeable on the camera.

“And I want off this fucking floating rock of diamond and marble! It Tastes Like fucking Diabetes! Goddamnit I need a therapist.”

He walks outside. After a second or two, he storms back with a small hint of annoyance on his face and turns the camera off.
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[video start: Dreamwriter smiles with a bit of what seems to be forced cheeriness at the camera. She's out in the courtyard as it gets dark.] I've been doing my own form of protection here - a chant reinforcing everything that this place is: a safe haven against darkness. I like my non-traditional 'power' as the many magical folk at Star Market called it last summer. Perhaps I may need to rethink the prospect of training in the school trees here, but for now, I can deal with what I have. And I enjoy it.

I have also been doing my usual work of research, stopping in on mage training for the castle mages, kitchen duties, and preparing guest rooms with the servants. I guess the one thing I've learned in all the time spent here over the years is that there's always work to be done...

[She pauses] My birthday's tomorrow. It's another year come and gone. But, I'm not scared anymore.

[There's another longer pause and the energy in her voice has much more of a sincerity to it than her earlier cheeriness] There's a lot of stars out tonight. Some of them have gone, yes... but, no matter what happens, we write our own stories. We always have. We grow, we change, we learn. But most of all, we love - be it romantic love, friendship love, or family love - and that is the nature of our keys as Refugees no matter how new at this experience you are. As long as that chain of faith is never broken, nothing can break us. No matter how much it tries. Fight for what you care for, but remember that we all come from the same light and we will always return to that same light. We are a part of the children of light.

Darkness can't hide forever, and I don't expect it to. Entropy can and will show its face.

Brightest blessings, good luck and keep your light shining. We'll get through this together no matter how far apart we are.

[video end]

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