[identity profile] megafire.livejournal.com
The screen shows a brown rat standing in a way too large forest.

"Tell me what is wrong with this picture." The rat is clearly not pleased, although it can still talk. "Why in the seven levels of hell did I have to end up as a small rat?" He doesn't appear to be small though.

"What's that? I'm not small? Well, yeah, my laptop scaled down with me, for some completely mystifying reason. I guess the universe likes me anyway! Who knew!?" He is trying his best to look really angry and menacing, but at best comes off as looking completely silly.

"Just get me out of here, typing without thumbs is a bitch. You never realise how much you use the space bar until you find yourself in a situation like this." Peter sighs and then mans up a bit.

"So yeah, I'd like to help in Radiant Garden. Be useful for a change. I also don't mind going through a dark corridor or any sort of other corridor you have in mind to get there. Barring certain exceptions, of course." His face turns to annoyance. "Also, no, I'm not going to spell out those exceptions, just get me the fuck out of here."

On the bright side, his speaking seems fixed now.
[identity profile] megafire.livejournal.com
Reflect useful against physical and magical damage. Assume this is known?

Learned how to cast Reflega as Beehive Barrier (see tvtropes for explanation) little while ago.

Falling can be considered physical damage and therefore subject to the Reflect spells.

Result: trampolines. Painful trampolines, but trampolines nonetheless.

Also found fire crystal.

Has been a good day.
[identity profile] megafire.livejournal.com
Speak English, correct? Am unsure, spent too much time with other languages, but will do, for now.

I return! Got lost in library for a long time. Learned a lot. Most of it useless. Might even tell what was not, someday.

So yes, terug now. Or was word 'back'? Too long, too long. Have not kept up with present, too busy with past. Decided only future is interesting, but would still like information. Can't plan future without knowing past.

Want to go exploring, but not without offensive measures and defensive countermeasures. Fortunately, already have defensive countermeasures, so only need fire spell.

Would also not mind having someone along, if someone has time.

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[identity profile] megafire.livejournal.com
Well, that might not have been a complete waste of a month time.

As you may have noticed, I've been keeping to myself a bit lately. This is because I've been following in Song's footsteps and have been experimenting.

Allow me to clarify, ever since learning Reflera I've been trying out something new and it took me three weeks to figure out just how to do it.

Then it took me another week to find out it didn't work. Well, okay, that's not entirely true. After a week of trying and generally pissing myself off I discovered that I'm not nearly powerful enough to do it yet.

So, your majesty, I am afraid I have to bother you for a new spell again. Reflega this time. After this, you'll be rid of me, I promise.

Cheers, folks.
[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.
[identity profile] megafire.livejournal.com
My best friend is dead.

One thing I have always liked about that messed up mind of mine is the fact that the rational part is always way ahead of the emotional part. This means that the actual emotional realisation has not hit yet.

It will over the course of the next few days. It will probably start tomorrow evening, when he's not on MSN. We have had our daily updates via MSN for years now, it will feel weird not to have that.

Time for a couple of predictions. Once that has happened, grief, rage and despair will fight for dominance. I will start throwing and breaking things. You will just have to ignore me when that happens.

After that, I will be left with a hollow sorrow and longing. For now, I'm just glad my rationality subconsciously shut my emotions off. It'll help dull things.

Sorry for rambling, I guess that is my way of coping with things.
[identity profile] megafire.livejournal.com
Seems like going to Agrabah isn't going to happen. I guess I could've seen that one coming before I started.

I am, however, not going to laze around in Disney Castle, beautiful as it may be. Instead I plan on learning some more magic and since I am in Disney Castle, I'd like to ask Minnie if she'd want to teach me the second level in the Reflect tree.

This will, at least, keep me busy for a week.

Lesley, you have to let us know when you need a pick up, deal?
[identity profile] megafire.livejournal.com
Does anybody feel like exploring space with me? What Chase said was a good idea, but I won't be going alone with nothing but a reflect spell and a battle-staff.
[identity profile] megafire.livejournal.com
Woohoo! I now know a reflect spell! Actually, I've known it for a week and a half, or something along those lines, but I was just exhausted afterwards. I won't bore you with details about how it went (those of you that went through this already know and I wouldn't want to spoil it for the rest of you), but now I do need to test my new skills, so if I can be of any use anywhere, do let me know.
[identity profile] megafire.livejournal.com
Greetings ladies and gentlemen and all others reading this (unlikely that there's anyone in that last group, but considering our track record, I figured I might as well add it), it has been a while since you've last heard from me, hasn't it? Well, I guess it's time for some sort of update on my life, then.

Went back home for a while, studied a bit, got some things done and started writing again. Started on a new story (also again) and it's going pretty well, so far. I might just let you read it sometime. I sincerely hope none of what I've written turns out to be real, considering the disturbing rate at which that has been happening. My mind's messed up when it comes to creating characters.

As for now, I plan to get back into the game, insofar I was in it to begin with. This means that I (finally) want to get to learning a Reflect spell. From what I've heard, both Queen Minnie and Aerith teach this spell, and both are in Disney Castle, I believe. I'm sure one of them has some time for me. At least, I hope.

This means I need a ride, so if any of you has some spare time, I'd greatly appreciate it if you could pick me up. I'm currently still on earth.

Cheers,
Peter
[identity profile] megafire.livejournal.com
Yeah, I think I've had it with being a car now.

Could any of you pick me up and drop me off wherever Lesley is right now? I believe it's the playground or something.
[identity profile] megafire.livejournal.com
*Peter is talking rather quickly*

Oh for crying out loud!

I just had everything set up and ready in Radiant Garden! Now my magic lesson is going to have to wait as well. I guess that sucks more for Aria than for me, oh well.

For that matter, what the hell did happen? I am so confused. This isn't helped at all by the fact that, apparently, I'm a car now.

That's just great.

At least I managed to find Ash, that means I have someone a bit more experienced than me here.

I really need to find a way out of here, I miss having arms already.

Apparently I turned into a Mercedes or something, I have no idea, I know next to nothing about cars. At least my colour scheme is cool: black and burned orange.
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Expandlulztime )
[identity profile] megafire.livejournal.com
Just arrived in Radiant Garden. Thanks for that, Chase.

Still a bit tired though, rough couple of days, so I was wondering if anybody here could show me and Lesley where we could sleep. Like a hotel or something along those lines.

Belated Merry Christmas by the way.
[identity profile] megafire.livejournal.com
So yesterday I grabbed some stuff, which consists of mostly the usual one can expect to carry in a time like this, but also some rather special things, such as my letter-opener (I can not come up with a scenario in which it could come in handy, but I also know that I can't imagine all scenarios, so who knows?) and the unscrewed stick of one of the many brooms we had in this house.

After that I set out to Lesley while the rest of my family went to check up on dad in the Revalidation Centre. On the way there I noticed that there were quite a few of those beings -Shadow Heartless?- on the road, luckily I managed to reach a relatively high speed with my bike and get away from them.

When I arrived, Lesley and I started to plan, coming to the conclusion that our first course of action should be to find a safe place, to buy ourselves some more time. My parents called, telling me that they would stay at the Revalidation Centre for the night and that I should stay at Lesley's, which was basically the plan anyway.

His family left as well and we started to get some defences ready. Then the army came by. We're relatively sure that means we can go outside for now, since there aren't any gunshots any more. So I guess we're headed to behind the lines of the army to think some more and maybe find a way out of this mess. We'll be grabbing some food and then our journey really begins.
[identity profile] megafire.livejournal.com

I guess all of this weird stuff started a few years ago. News had reached us, of course, well, if you could call it news. Rumours were rumours, after all, and by then I wasn’t aware that the most insane ones tended to be true.

Having spent the last couple of years as a cynic, I wasn’t all too quick on buying into this, although my wide variety of on-line friends was starting to get me worried even then. I chose not to believe it. It seemed to be a reasonable approach.

It turned out not to be, and when reality strikes back, it strikes back hard. This meant that, while I was writing for one of my way too many writing-projects, I heard a shocked yell from downstairs. I recognised it as my mother’s, it was alike to her seeing a large spider (which, unfortunately for her, wasn’t even nearly as uncommon as she would like).

After my brother had, apparently, killed it, I was called downstairs. What I saw lying on the ground was not what I had expected. Yeah, sure, it was black, but that’s where the common similarities with a spider ended. It had yellow eyes, or whatever had to go through for eyes, and it was of a somewhat humanoid shape.

Reality is a bitch.

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