backdated to the 30th.

[conjoins]

[ The feed turns on to show Ventus - who some may remember as the left half of the Ventus-Roxas siamese twin thing. This time, he's alone, with all arms and limbs wholly his and just one head. Still, there's something not quite right about him: a dark red paints his skin and clothes, and his face isn't exempt from this splatter - yet, he looks completely unbothered, leaning against the headboard of the bed as he stares at nothing in particular. He's not aware of the device, and to no one the boy begins to mumble. ]

... What happened today? [ Ventus frowns, counting his completed tasks. I went to the store and bought food.. Went looking for a job... And I stopped by at the ice cream shop. [ perplexed, the boy crosses his arms, still unmindful of the blood, as if it was never there. ]

Was that really all? What am I forgetting?


[ after a moment of concentration, Ventus finally folds, shrugging. ] I guess it doesn't matter.

(a post for the headhunter event! Ventus didn't kill anyone but an NPC, and now he doesn't remember crap. Feel free to confront him about the blood and/or blaming him for any character deaths!)

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[dissolves]

Have you looked in the mirror recently?

[conjoins]

What? No. Why?

[dissolves]

No reason.

[ aside from being smothered in blood, acting completely clueless about that, and all. ]

[conjoins]

[ squints at you. ]

That sounds suspicious. Is there something on my face? [ touching it.. ]

[dissolves]

There is. It's everywhere else, also.

[conjoins]

[ He looks down at his hands, assuming whatever was on his face rubbed off onto his hands, and sees -- nothing; Ventus scoffs then, shaking his head. ]

Quit pulling my leg.

[dissolves]

When you've realized what you have done, I'm going to laugh.

[conjoins]

I'm not going to fall for that. [ because Vanitas is clearly trying to unnerve him, right? Surely, there's nothing wrong! ]

[dissolves]

Because you're an ignorant idiot, who won't even notice when he's smothered in someone else's blood.

[conjoins]

[ ....stares at his hands with a little bit of panic-- ]

There's - nothing there. [ Right?

His head's starting to throb, and he rubs at his temple, unmindful of the blood smearing. ] I don't have the patience for your stupid games.

[dissolves]

You're even more stupid than you were before, and I didn't think it was possible to get that stupid.