first pact ❖ {down the rabbit hole we go}

[pactum.livejournal.com]

[A boy with frightened green eyes and dark clothing appears on the Plane.] Wh-whoa! Where am I…? [Then he looks down and notes the absence of floor. Vertigo strikes, the boy yelps, and he falls onto his back.] Ow… What kind of place is this? A dream…? The pain seems pretty real, though…

Marta? Tenebrae? Colette? Anyone? [He scrambles to his feet.] Marta! Marta! [He doesn’t seem to be in any danger, but being stuck in a black expanse isn’t good, either.] I can’t believe we got separated… what if there are monsters? I don’t know how to do this by myself!

… Okay. Breathe. I’m a man, not a dog. I’m a man, not a dog… I’m a man. Not a dog.

[with a bit more determination] I can’t leave them alone. I— I’ve gotta find them!

[He takes off in some random direction. Mind stopping the poor boy before he runs himself ragged?]

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[lamb_of_gold]

They're back home.

[pactum.livejournal.com]

[He stops suddenly, nearly tripping over mini-Mu.]

W... what?

[lamb_of_gold]

Your friends are all back home. If you want to return, just think about it.

[pactum.livejournal.com]

Think about it? I don't—

[Emil disappears for a minute... and pops back on the next.]

... whoa.

[lamb_of_gold]

Yeah. Just like that. This is the Astral Plane.

[shadow-shot.livejournal.com]

This is the Astral Plane, and it's no dream, even though it is pretty dang weird.

[pactum.livejournal.com]

[screeeeeeeeeeeech]

Astral Plane...? Do you know where they are? Please, I need to find them!

[shadow-shot.livejournal.com]

Your friends are back home, you can leave just by - well, thinking your way out. You can also come back by thinking about returning here.

...well, that's about how it works, anyway. I don't really know how or why, it just does.

[pactum.livejournal.com]

That's a weird way to travel... Is this place even real? It's so... odd.

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

H-hey! Slow down!

I don't think your friends aren't here, but just think about getting home, and you can go see them again.

[pactum.livejournal.com]

[fdhsjlhdjkhsjkfds don't mind Emil almost running into you.] Waah!

... I just... think about it...? That doesn't make any sense.

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

[Ack! Roxas pinwheels, trying to keep his balance. Once regained, he explains himself.]

Y-yeah! It's kinda like magic... but not quite. You can do the same to get back.

[pactum.livejournal.com]

Sorry, I didn't see you...

[Once he's sure that Roxas is okay, he tries thinking about where he came from.] Um, I don't think it's work—

—ing.

... N-nevermind.

[shunofandromeda.livejournal.com]

H..hey, wait! It's okay!

[pactum.livejournal.com]

[pant pant]

Ehh? How can you be sure?

[shunofandromeda.livejournal.com]

Because you can go back. If you're really worried about your friends, just think about going home and you'll go back.

[pactum.livejournal.com]

That's all I need to do?

[mercwamouth]

Boo.

[pactum.livejournal.com]

Waaahhh! [Down he goes.]

[mercwamouth]

Hehehe...

[pactum.livejournal.com]

[TROLL. Emil picks himself up and watches Deadpool carefully... All the guys in disguises he's met before are jerks.]

W-what do you want?!

[usagipino]

[She stares at him for awhile, then smiles slowly and steps closer. She's wearing her overalls today.] I'm a man, not a dog. I'm a man, not a dog. I'm a man, not a dog. I'm a man, not a dog. I'm a man, not a dog.

[pactum.livejournal.com]

[Whoa. Emil halts, then stares.]

... Um...

[usagipino]

I'm a man, not a dog. I'm a man, not a dog. I'm a man, not a dog. [She's copying his tone of voice, though she can't copy his voice exactly.]

[pactum.livejournal.com]

[That's good, because he'd flip out otherwise. Also, firefox ate this tag so it never posted. ;_;] Ah... h-hello?