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[Zexion had seen Seto's small private quip to him about keeping the boy's body intact, however he hadn't had much reason really to respond to it at the time. He'd almost expected that to be the end of things, though he kept in mind the boy's apparent desire to learn more about the Darkness. Thus it wasn't that much of a surprise when Seto showed up abruptly on the castle threshold with no warning. The conversation was nothing new really and fortunately the boy knew when to quit and go off and do his own thing out of the way.

It was an interesting arrangement to be certain, though the cordial relations didn't stop him from deciding to experiment a bit with something he had gotten curious about and when he'd found something belonging to Seto within the library one day, it gave him the means to go about it.

Thus for once he's the one actually calling Seto instead of the other way around.]

I believe I've found something of yours, care to come retrieve it?

[With those words, the black cord with it's card-like pendant is shown on the feed, hanging from Zexion's fingers.]

Current Location: Radiant Garden

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[There is a strange blue-haired guy sitting behind a desk, arms forward as he contemplated. Seto Kaiba had woken up in a library like this. Who ever this blue-haired freak was, he didn't like it. He didn't feel well, or at least he assumed so.]

So it seems I misplaced something highly significant. Very funny. No, really. If they were aiming for annoying, they pulled it off nicely. How about who ever did this makes it stop, you had your laugh.

[He eyes the recorder pushing some of those blue strands of hair out of his face. Seto Kaiba does not like this emo hair-cut.]

Do I look familiar to you? If so, remind me who's this idiot I'm stuck with.

( PRIVATE TO NOEL, KISARA, JOUNOUCHI, AND CROW )

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[There's something he's been thinking of here recently, a new puzzle of sorts actually. Though one which the answer to could prove interesting and useful if he could just figure it out. He hadn't thought that one could actually cast any sort of illusionary magic upon such a large audience at one time through nothing more than the one thing every one of the audience carried... namely their communicators.

Admittedly, he could understand it if the one doing it was a god-like figure akin to Hades... but of what he had observed, that wasn't the case. Thus either it could be done or the audience by and large were made of gullible fools. It was definitely something to delve into.]

Forgive the nature of the question, but I am curious really to know something and thus I've decided to poll anyone who might be listening to this.

Do you trust what your eyes tell you to be the truth?

If not, how do you know just what is true if you don't trust your eyes to show you what is before you?

How do you know just what you see before you is actually what it appears to be?

Current Location: Radiant Garden

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[If Starkiller learned anything here, one could not live on protein cubes or the Force alone. He wanted to think he was above begging his roommates to cook something for him. Even when his stomach was protesting loud enough to sound like an angry rancor.

He could do this, the microwave was simple enough to use. He'd watched everyone else use it many times before, so why couldn't he? He pushed a few buttons and stared at it like the others- willing his food to cook through the Force. So why wasn't it working? Punching more buttons, he waited. He could fly fighters and just about anything (with the exception of those blasted gummi ships) but he couldn't get this to work?

Technology hardly confused him but he couldn't seem to remember the real Starkiller ever using one of these.

What could possibly go wrong with a little lightning to boost the power? Other than nearly setting the entire kitchen on fire. When the fire was out, via the hose from the sink, he thought about leaving and pretending his adventure in the kitchen never happened. He could blame it on that animal the old man had running around the house.

By the stars he was hungry. He could call Obi-Wan or one of the others but how long would that take?]

Jedi. [He was usually talking to Obi-Wan when he asked for one of them.] We need a new food dispenser, this one is defective.

[Yes, he's being serious. Then again, he didn't realize this video was being broadcast to everyone.]

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[Ven's finally settled in Olympus Coliseum, as much as he can be when he has next to no possessions. But he's been given a place to crash, which he's grateful for, and he's taken off his armorpiece to set it and his communicator down out of the way so he can flop on the bed with his arms behind his head. He's not aware of the device being on yet, and he looks and sounds more serious than he usually does, even though he's staring at the ceiling.]

So Aqua's gone, now, too. [A few moments of quiet, then a heavy sigh.] Wonder if she's with Terra...

Guess I've got to figure out what I'm gonna do now.

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--averse Town, huh? So, uh... What you're sayin' is after all that crap or whatever went down, I ended up here this time?

This time? What do you mean, kupo?

E-Eh--Nothing. Forget I said that part, dude. It's just a lot to take in, I guess. I never really expected it to happen to that world, that's all. Are you sure that's all you can tell m--

_{[Some silence, and then a bewildered noise.]}

Hu--? Now where'd he go? _{[Then the speaker groans and plops down onto something.]} Great. I lost the freakin' tour guide. Way to go, man. Way to go.

_{[With that, the feed ends. Anyone in Traverse Town--in the Second District to be precise--will come across a young man clad in a long leather coat slouching on one of the benches, his gaze focused on the communicator as if he's waiting for it to do a trick. However, there's no such luck, so he just stares. And stares. And stares. Care to snap him out of it?]}

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[The video of the nightmare abruptly starts as the communicator clatters to the floor, dropped by its owner. Aqua is thrown back against a large rock face with a dull smack, debris dislodging from the impact around her. It's all she can do to keep her grip on her Master's Keyblade. Stepping into view is a masked boy with a strange, red and black weapon in hand, and a bald man, elderly and stooped with age. He smiles, unnatural yellowish eyes wide, and speaks in a hoarsely amused voice.]

It seems your strength has grown, Master Aqua. But now you are outnumbered and outmatched. Where are your beloved friends to help you in your most desperate hour of need?

[The dream isn't dissimilar from what Aqua has experienced before; in fact, it's like a continuation of a past battle. But although the old Keyblade Master and his apprentice are present, she no longer has the assistance of her two best friends, nor the protection of her armour. Alone she could defeat either of them, but together, they're an overwhelming force. The only reason she hasn't been killed so far is because they're merely toying with her, trying to make her suffer as much as possible.

Aqua is trapped between them and the cliff at her back, cornered but defiant. Even in the dream state, she knows Ven is safe; there's only one person on her mind.]

Tell me! What have you done with Terra?!

[The masked boy lets out a short, chilling laugh.] If I were you, I'd worry more about myself.

[Aqua leans on the rock for support as she struggles to rise to her feet. In retaliation, the old man shoots an ice spell at her. She's too slow to react. The jet of ice strikes her foot, a covering of frost beginning to spread across her leg and as it becomes frozen immobile. She grits her teeth, but betrays no other sign of pain, glaring at the two. The boy looks on impassively while the old man still looks amused.]

You see? For all your talk of friendship, you're just as great a fool as Eraqus. And so you will meet the same end.

No! I won't let you hurt anyone else...! Never again! [She staggers to her feet, and regardless of her battle wounds, there's fury in her eyes. She raises Eraqus' Keyblade. As she focuses, energy gathers around the end of it -- and shoots out.

An immense Mega Flare spell is launched at the two. The helmeted boy breaks out into maniacal laughter, then the explosion engulfs the screen in blinding white. The feed cuts as the communicator is caught in the ensuing blast.]

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[When he had departed for Agrabah, Zexion hadn't counted on ending up in a fight. Unfortunately that was what he was forced to do shortly after arrival on the sandy world, destroying the ducks which came after him with magic. More unfortunate seemed to be the small fact that disposing of the first attacks earned him the ire of further attention by other ducks. Considering the small fact they attempted to use illusion on him, and their apparent mindless manner of attacking him, much like pureblooded heartless were wont to do; he decided to not even bother with illusions and instead worked to put distance between himself and the ducks.

The communicator ended up unfortunately falling to the sands during the fight and a burnt piece of duck hit it and bounced off into the sands, causing the feed to static into life and grant a slightly sand obscured view of a person dressed in complete black leather, from boots and pants beneath the coat to the lengthy coat itself.

Unfortunately, the view only goes up to the man's waist, but also visible beyond the man are ducks attempting to converge on him and being struck down with rather strong bolts of thunder magic. The powerful bolts of lightning searing the plastic toys into pieces and highlighting the man as they strike their targets. It's only a moment later after that display of destruction, that the unknown figure turns and steps closer to the communicator, a very brief view of the front of the bottom part of the coat, a seconds gleam of the sun on something silver lining the inside edge before the screen is blocked out by a black leather clad hand and the feed is shut off.]

Current Location: Agrabah

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[After pretty much roaming around the town for several minutes, a clumsily looking man wearing a white and black hat on his head peers into the screen of his communicator. For a moment or two, he just stands there looking utterly shocked/awed/petrified/confused/derpy.]

Um...? Eh? Is this thing on?

[He leans in closer to the screen, to the point you can almost count how many teeth he has.]

I guess it is. Hm. This is a weird lookin' thing! Kinda reminds me of Bunny's phone.

[Backing away from the screen, the silly man flips the communicator upside down.]

I don't get this! Is it "Halloween" or something? No, no! Maybe it's April's Fool day. The folks of Sternbild really like holidays, but I don't remember them puttin' up any decorations during a terrorist attack.

This just...weird.

[He turns the communicator ninety degrees towards the right, making the angle of his picture seem lopsided.]

Can anyone hear me? Bunnnnnny! Blue Rose, Rock Bison....anyone?

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--Hey! Hey! Is this darn thing on!?

[Look, it's Mickey!...with long rabbit ears? ~~Wait a minute.~~ It...looks a bit like Mickey, albeit Mickey in the Timeless River, but...those ears. It can't be the King. But whoever it is, they do not look happy.]

Right. Listen up! I'm lookin' for a mouse. My height, stumpy years, beady eyes, wears red shorts and white gloves. Goes by the name of M-I-C-K-E-Y.

[Anything not to say his name again. That slimeball touched her locket. The very thought causes him to grind his teeth. Finally he growls and points his finger at the screen. The more he speaks, the more visibly agitated he gets, the louder his voice gets.]

...Hnn! I bet he's watching this right now! Ruining my home wasn't enough for ya, huh? Didn't get your jollies makin' the Shadow Blot, did you? Now this!? You do this!?

[And finally, he explodes in anger, outright screaming at the communicator. And his anger is enough that his ears literally pop out of his head, shaking with rage.]

AND DON'T YOU BE ALL 'AWWW I'M SORRY' 'BOUT IT EITHER! I KNOW YOU DID IT, MOUSE! I KNOW HOW YOU ARE NOW! AND I AIN'T TAKIN' IT NO MORE!! I'LL--

[The communicator suddenly cuts. For a good three minutes. When it switches back on, only the Traverse Town fountain can be seen. Pretty isn't it.

Then the rabbit's voice comes back on. And by the tone of his voice he is still hopping mad ~~*rimshot*~~.]

See this? You and me, mouse, we're gonna settle this. Once and for all! Rabbit to mouse! Right here! Fisticuffs only! I wanna see how much of a big star you are without using that paintbrush or whatever it is you're using in this place to cheat! You hear me!? One hour! You have one hour!!

[And suddenly, the rabbit...thing's pissed off eyes fill the screen.]

BE HERE!

[CLICK.]

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[Zexion had found himself in the ruins of what had once been a place he'd called home when woken up, the image of a woman lingering briefly in both thought and memory. However he had little time to spare currently for such mysteries considering the fact he rather doubted anyone who currently called the world home would welcome him in it. Thus he slipped out of the house he'd woken in and once he found himself a convenient empty alleyway with no one in sight, he created a portal and exited into a different set of ruins on the world. One which held far more memories despite the way the place had been messed with in his absence from it.

Still it should be safe enough for him to stay here since the only other location he would feel safe staying in was apparently in ruins if he was to trust Larxene's word on that. He might check for himself soon enough, but he didn't see any logical reason for to have lied about such a thing. Now though he could turn his thoughts back to the woman his memory now claimed he had met during his youth, before everything had fallen to ruin and darkness.

He eventually settles for the moment in the library of the castle and then turns his attention to the device the moogles had given him in Traverse town, viewing the newest entry contained within it's memory before using it to make another broadcast, though this one is voice-only much like the other began as.]

To the young blue-haired lady whom aided me earlier and brought me to Radiant Garden, I express my gratitude. Despite the state it is currently in, it is...nice...to be back home once again.

Current Location: Radiant Garden

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[There's a slight fizzle of static and then video feed abruptly comes in, though one corner of it is slightly obscured by something dark and with a triangular point to it. That would be the corner of a book which fell and hit the communicator lying next to a small sleeping boy. Anyone who has had the fortune to meet the bitty currently being shown sleeping against the wall on a bed, will recognize him as a certain young budding scientist in training by the name of Ienzo.

Feel free to wake him up to chat if you like.]

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[As the shadows gave way to release the young man on the street, he stumbled forward slightly before catching himself against the side of a building. Chest rising and falling rapidly with pent up adrenalin, he forced himself to calm his breathing and take stock of his current situation. Because despite what he expected, he wasn't in the Castle any longer. Even without his senses alerting him to that fact, it would have been confirmed by the sudden appearance of the moogle who approached him with wary caution while carrying some kind of device in one paw and a sack in the other.

When he made no move toward it, it seemed to gain a bit of confidence and came closer to offer both to him to take, along with an explanation that multiple worlds out there had again been taken by the Darkness and that they were working at restoring them. Then it left as quickly as it had appeared, leaving him to ponder its explanation as he finally felt recovered enough to push away from the wall and walk toward the alleyway's mouth to look over the area beyond. Well, that answered where he was now. Traverse town...but how he had ended up here, despite the moogle's explanation, still escaped him.

He turned his attention to the device and after a moment's study had figured out how to work it. He would refrain from the video broadcast for now, least until he learned more about whom else was out there.]

Hello, I was wondering if there was anyone out there who could perhaps explanation just what is happening currently any better than the moogle did?

[A twinge of pain from his chest, possibly bruised ribs made themselves known as he spoke and he added onto his broadcast.]

Also if anyone has any healing ability, I could use your aid.

Current Location: Traverse Town

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