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realityshifted2010-08-22 06:07 am
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eleven flames ☆
[Axel appears on the Plane in the midst of one of the rain-showers. If you could call it rain. Whatever the hell it is, it soaks him in almost one second and makes him look like one of those terrible punk kids who cries at prom and has his makeup running.]
Are you kidding me? [He practically screams as he yanks his hood over his head.] Agh! I hate snow, but rain is worse. It's wet and it gets into everything and— [He looks down at his fingers and sniffs experimentally] ... Oh, GREAT. Not only do you decide to rain on all of us, but it's dirty or something, which is so hard to wash out that I might as well just get new clothes.
[He shakes a fist at the "sky", then waves dismissively.]
You know what? Screw this. I'm going home.
[But before he can drop from the Plane, he stops in his tracks and turns his head slowly to the right, as if hearing something that's not there... There's a feeble attempt at protecting himself from whatever it is that he's seeing— he raises his arm to form a shield, but falls onto his back before he can finish it.]
No... no way... It's not real. It's not— real. [He tries to get back up.] Move, Axel! It's just an illusi— aaauuuugh!
[And then he bursts into a very hot flame, so hot that the rain turns to steam before it even touches him. At the same time, he begins to dissolve into floating black particles, which makes him scream a bit more. Eesh.]
Roxas... 's gonna be... so mad...
[And with that, he dies, leaving only a smoldering bit of ash that gets washed out anyway.]
[ooc: let me know if i did it wrong ): thanks. I figured Darksniffersense would tell him that whatever he's perceiving is just an echo of a memory and not actually real.
Unfortunately, the Plane is neither Zexion nor the Axel clone so that approach didn't work.]
Are you kidding me? [He practically screams as he yanks his hood over his head.] Agh! I hate snow, but rain is worse. It's wet and it gets into everything and— [He looks down at his fingers and sniffs experimentally] ... Oh, GREAT. Not only do you decide to rain on all of us, but it's dirty or something, which is so hard to wash out that I might as well just get new clothes.
[He shakes a fist at the "sky", then waves dismissively.]
You know what? Screw this. I'm going home.
[But before he can drop from the Plane, he stops in his tracks and turns his head slowly to the right, as if hearing something that's not there... There's a feeble attempt at protecting himself from whatever it is that he's seeing— he raises his arm to form a shield, but falls onto his back before he can finish it.]
No... no way... It's not real. It's not— real. [He tries to get back up.] Move, Axel! It's just an illusi— aaauuuugh!
[And then he bursts into a very hot flame, so hot that the rain turns to steam before it even touches him. At the same time, he begins to dissolve into floating black particles, which makes him scream a bit more. Eesh.]
Roxas... 's gonna be... so mad...
[And with that, he dies, leaving only a smoldering bit of ash that gets washed out anyway.]
[ooc: let me know if i did it wrong ): thanks. I figured Darksniffersense would tell him that whatever he's perceiving is just an echo of a memory and not actually real.
Unfortunately, the Plane is neither Zexion nor the Axel clone so that approach didn't work.]