"Hearts are power. Nothingness... is eternal."

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Carry on.

[Pretend there is an image here. THIS WILL BE EDITED.]

"Should I be...surprised to have any one of you contact me? If that is indeed your plan, then the obviousness of this prerecorded message should be clear. I am not present at the moment. State your business. And do not waste my time with any sort of frivolity."

[PURREEP. It doesn't matter what form the message takes, the device will save it and bother Xemnas with a little tune endlessly until he decides to check the inbox/voicemail/what have you.]

-= THE ORGANIZATION =-
II. Xigbar - :/a
III. Xaldin - :|
IV. Vexen - :|
V. Lexaeus - :|
VI. Zexion - :|
VII. Saix - >:|
VIII. Axel - >:|
IX. Demyx - :|
X. Luxord - :|
XI. Marluxia - >:[
XII. Larxene - >:[
XIII. Roxas - >:|

-= THE LIGHT =-
Sora - >:|
Riku - >:/a ?
Kairi - :|
Terra - >:/a
Aqua - >:/a
Ventus - :|a
Repliku/'Joe Fieldman' - >:|
Namine - :|
Leon - >:|

-= THE DARK =-
Master Xehanort - >:[
Ansem, Seeker of Darkness - >:|
Vanitas - >:|

-= IN-GAME CONNECTIONS =-
Aslan - :|a
Captain Jack Sparrow - >:|
Daedalus Yumeno - >:|
Huey Laforet - >:|
Kadaj - >:|
Kimihiko Ooe - >:|
Liquid Snake - >:|
Maya Fey - >:|
Rin Asano - >:|a
Sylar - >:|
Yazoo - >:|
DID I FORGET ANYONE

Player Information

Name: MK
Have you played in an LJ based game before? Several times over. Currently at The Wake.
Currrently Played Characters: N/A
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Source: White Wolf's Scion

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For years, Xemnas had a list of goals to meet. Many of them, being small tasks, were easy to fulfill. Others were the usual milestones, ones he had not gone too far into. Primary and secondary education. College. A career. Perhaps even a chance to pursue more studies that could somehow fit into his busy schedule, maybe something that ran alongside his own teaching schedules in the history department of one of those prestigious universities. Life in general started to blur during that time, a pace which let him ease into his role. There were no issues with it; everything fell into place.

So what if he didn't remember much of his past. Every time someone asked out of curiosity, the reply was curt and to the point. Xemnas left questions like that unanswered; he figured he was too young to remember most of the earliest years of his life - memories he did not need to recollect and share with those who wondered about his past so openly. What he had before him and what was to come was all he needed to know.

But the perspective he steeled himself into believing was difficult to follow. Ignoring the nagging thought of filling in the blanks was almost impossible.

And then, it eventually changed.

Within a span of time ranging between several hours to a few minutes, one of those days rapidly went from ordinary to unexpected. Nothing was wrong at first; the courtyard's acoustics surrounding its central decorative fountain was perfect, as always. There were not many students around; there weren't any at all. It was nothing to be concerned about - in fact, it was quite beneficial in this situation. However, the preparation and practice of his lecture for the next class was interrupted.

By a woman.

Not just any woman. He had seen her before; she visited the campus often, either running errands across the grounds, chatting with other peers, spending much of her time in the library. While he was wondering why he hadn't realized this until now, she gave a brief introduction and the reason as to why she was interfering with his work. With a look, he gave her points for being concise. She quietly smiled in return, but her tone became a little more serious as she began talking to him about the idle thoughts he had never told anyone else about. Once that triggered a greater reaction from him, she cut to the chase: she revealed herself to be Mnemosyne, the titanide of memory, daughter of Gaia and Ouranos and the proud mother of the nine Muses. She said she had her hand in the matters surrounding Xemnas and his divine parentage. For one reason or another, the god (or goddess) wanted nothing to do with him, ridding themselves of their mortal lover and have the child conveniently forget everything by drinking the waters of Lethe. And, being set with a pool of remembrance near said river, Mnemosyne wanted no trouble and complied to the order. Letting that sink in, she continued, speaking of these mythological beings, mentioning the divine war growing between the gods and the titans and how they needed their children to serve and carry out tasks. Both sides wanted power, either maintaining or overthrowing what was currently in place, and would not rest until they defeated one another.

Being a neutral party by choice, Mnemosyne apologized for meddling in these affairs. No one wanted to claim responsibility in giving him the news; she took it upon herself to bear the message and accepted whatever consequences were to come from it. But Xemnas was not sure how to react.

Instead of accepting or rejecting his divinity right then and there, he said he needed to think.

Prompt: Scar
When: Takes place after MX plot, after returning to Siren's Port, etc.

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[[ DATE COMMENCED: 06.11.11 ]]
[[ REASON ]] - Because the player is insane and wanted to keep track of everything going down. (Will be edited frequently until plot ends the end of time.)
[[ GRAY BOXES ]] - Indicates same log/post, different sections/times/occurrences/etc. Something.

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Make note that I will no longer be asking about the worthlessness of these so-called "writer's block" questions. Wasted breath does not progress anything, nor will it help ignore the fact it continues to exist. The answer received is final.

The worst of it was actually thinking nothing would stop me from attaining Kingdom Hearts.

I shall explain. I...suppose it can be confirmed that I, among many, am not perfect. I initially kept to this goal, but the focus soon fell upon myself alone. I wanted this power. Although everything under my control was in accordance to my solid plan, there were numerous cracks within its surface. This apparently reflected itself within the ranks of Organization XIII: tension was created, adding to the alienation and certain degrees of separation within the group. They were not simple-minded. The will to work for their own hearts also brought in various plans of their own.

It was unavoidable. Inevitable.

Learning from it, however...I am willing to argue against the wording of the second question.

Was I wrong to procure the strong-willed Nobodies? Was I wrong to bring them from their sudden mindlessness into new-found existence? They proved themselves. Earnest, for the most part, and eager to cooperate. Emotional mimicry aside, each one was there.

It is too bad the past remains in the past. The present only leaves one to be reminded of it. Who knows what else the future has in store for any of us.

I have been told I can play the part of the main antagonist very well.



You would think I'd be offended by this notion. To be honest, it is hilarious in hindsight.

If I had ever taken the chance early on to truly emote, I would have found this recent line of oddly-related questions amusing.

Memories by definition are mere instances retained within the limits of one's mental capacity. They can usually be linked to certain events that took place through many different subjects: an item, a glimpse of a scene. Vivid imagery. A familiar face.

Memories affect a person physically, mentally. Emotionally. The stronger the emotion, the more prominent the memory is in order to preserve itself.

But...no matter how hard one tries, the memory will eventually fade...

My past...I cannot remember every aspect of it. It happened a long time ago. I was not the "person" I am now, but merely someone of lesser importance in the middle of another story.

I had no "true" beginning. I was disoriented. I found myself in a different world. A city - an abundant kingdom of wealth, knowledge, and life, ruled by a wise and benevolent king. He, along with a few others, was the one who took me in. He wanted to help me regain my memory. In return, I assisted him in his continuous experiments concerning the heart. It was easy to learn. The concepts were simple.

The heart proved otherwise.

From here, the story was progressing in a manner I could not decipher, nor could I have predicted its ending. But I was not going to stand back and let it control my destiny. I wanted to go further, past the research and written theories. Deeper into the darkness, deeper to unlock the secrets it held. Forbidden or not, it was steadily accomplished at levels he could not even begin to think possible at the time.


...And the rest, as they say...is history.

This question would not have been relevant to my past experiences if I never have gotten involved in sharing a few breakfast meals with part of the Organization. That was a mere passing of time and a trivial way to spend it when some cooperation amongst ourselves was put into play.

I digress.

If it had to be one particular food...and it being a hypothetical question that so desperately needs an answer...

...I would have to say...



Waffles.



Silence. You wanted an answer - this is what you receive. And I have a good reason for the choice itself. I fully blame Nautilus for creating a reality storm which affected more than half of the city when a continuous cycle of violence showed no sign of slowing amongst its Wakened citizens. I unfortunately fell under the same "influence" and gave a speech over the Network's live broadcasting system. It was all...spontaneous. None of what I would choose to say in my current state of mind, that's for certain.

There is nothing more I would like to discuss about this. It happened. It would be better left alone and forgotten.

...I am to say much needed attention should be brought upon questions such as these and how ill-timed they are to some who have already experienced a specific ending to their lives.

Perhaps I should explain myself: I have, in the past, been eliminated from the history of my world. And yet I am here, in a different plane of existence, Awakened from a dream - living as if nothing ever happened.

Do forgive me if I seem to be rather...blunt about wondering who decided to ask in the first place.

Never had I wasted my time worrying about living for one last month, nor will I start to care about its limited significance in the long run.

The question is preposterous...and yet it encompasses the very reason as to why the Organization existed in the first place.

In my own experience, I believe I had been, to an extent, passionate in attempting one certain goal during my brief lifetime. To complete Kingdom Hearts and regain what was missing: I merely desired to be a whole being with a heart - a wish the rest of the Nobodies aspired to become. Apparently this was consider..."madness" to those who might have been seen from a more...subjective perspective.

Perhaps I did go a step too far in this particular pursuit. I strove to have hearts collected from the darkness, away from the mindless Heartless and toward the light of the moon. So I made sacrifices along the way. They were my accomplices - tools, even, which did my bidding without fail. However, there were traitors among us, and all of the effort put into the project was going to benefit the remaining few. As long as the keyblade continued to be in use, I knew every last detail was going according to plan.

...And as quickly as it came together, everything fell apart.

The sting of humanity still had its grasp upon me. I naturally wanted more. I wanted the power to create, to control. I had been told otherwise, and I went ahead, leaving the rest behind without giving them another thought. Kingdom Hearts was there, present in all of its glory, containing what I needed to attain what was rightfully mine.

I was close.

If it had not been for my devastating defeat, I would have been a greater force in the world than anyone could imagine.

I suppose that end goes toward some kind of breakaway point.

...But if I were to have a choice...I would still be going through with my past actions in the present. Perhaps I actually did try a second time, and found the result would be the same. Perhaps I decided against it and chose another route to regain what was lost.

Either way, it would be futile. I am not as eternal as I once thought. My existence has ended.

I Don't Even.

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O Fortuna - Carl Orff
I Will Possess Your Heart - Death Cab For Cutie +
Bad Moon Rising - Creedence Clearwater Revival +
The Imperial March - John Williams
What Is Love - Haddaway +
So Close - Jon Mclaughlin +
My Way - Frank Sinatra
Veridis Quo - Daft Punk
Sacred Moon - KHII OST/Yoko Shimomura
Destati - Drammatica - KH OST/Yoko Shimomura
Henry Henry - Cathedral
In the Land of Twilight, Under the Moon - Yuki Kajiura
Heartless - The Fray (Original by Kanye West) +
Lacrimosa (Choir) - Immediate Music: Themes for Orchestra and Choir
The 13th Anthology - Drammatica: The Very Best of Yoko Shimomura
Viva La Vida - Coldplay
Nothing Else Matters - Metallica, covered by Apocalyptica
What's Love Got To Do With It - Tina Turner +
One - Three Dog Night +
Talking to the Moon (Acoustic Piano Version) - Bruno Mars
Too Close - Alex Clare

The Royal We - Silversun Pickups (Org. XIII)


+ - crack and/or for other else-game situations

*OPEN TO SUGGESTIONS*