014; [video/action; 4th wall]

[keychained]

[as with any other resident of Johto, Sora is drawn out of sleep by that giant flash of light and what sounded almost like the earth cracking open-- all things considered? this is entirely possible. so he clambers out of bed-- Bell is the only one of his Pokémon who sleeps out of the ball, so he grabs her along with his 'gear, too. not that he notices his other Pokémon are mysteriously missing-- and practically stumbles out of the inn in Violet to check out what the heck just happened.]

[except he's not in Violet. he's in Goldenrod.]

What the--

[so Sora's now standing in the middle of the street, barefoot and in his pajamas-- they're blue with little Totodiles. don't judge-- and holding one little Togepi in his arms. looks like it's just the two of them for now.]

[after a few minutes of stunned silence, Sora finally thinks to turn on the video feed.]

Hey! Is everybody okay?

Comments

[newhero.livejournal.com]

[the flick barely even registers once he hears that first comment.]

What-- but Riku, you can't be! I just saw you--

[nisemono.livejournal.com]

I had to settle it with Real Thing. It was gonna be him or me, you had to know that.

[newhero.livejournal.com]

What are you talking about? Real Thing?

[nisemono.livejournal.com]

Did you hit your head someplace?

[newhero.livejournal.com]

No! Riku, you can't be dead...

[nisemono.livejournal.com]

I told you, it was him or me. It's not like I'm the one you'd really worry over.

[As much as he appreciates Sora's past attempt to acknowledge his value as a person, too]

[newhero.livejournal.com]

Can you just... Tell me everything that happened? I might've forgotten.

[nisemono.livejournal.com]

...Starting where, Sora? You really must've bumped your head on something.

[newhero.livejournal.com]

What happened after Kairi got her heart back?

[nisemono.livejournal.com]

...

You think I'm Real Thing.

[newhero.livejournal.com]

I don't understand.

[clearly, Sora.]

[nisemono.livejournal.com]

[SIGH, he knew your memories were screwed up, but really?]

I'm the replica, you dork.

[flicks his forehead]

[newhero.livejournal.com]

[that flick hardly even registers; he blinks and slowly at stares at Rep like he just told him he's Santa Claus.]

Now I really don't get it.

[nisemono.livejournal.com]

...And you're sure you didn't knock your head into something really hard recently?

[newhero.livejournal.com]

Pretty sure. I don't have a headache or anything!

[nisemono.livejournal.com]

Then you've got the memory of a goldfish.

[newhero.livejournal.com]

... Well, then help me remember instead of just insulting me! Please?

[nisemono.livejournal.com]

First off, answer me this; do you remember Naminé?

[newhero.livejournal.com]

Naminé? Sure, I've met her before. Why?

[nisemono.livejournal.com]

Then you remember Castle Oblivion?

[newhero.livejournal.com]

I don't think I've ever heard of it.

[nisemono.livejournal.com]

But that's where Naminé was.

[newhero.livejournal.com]

Naminé was at the festival, though.

[nisemono.livejournal.com]

What festival?

[your brain must be scrambled like eggs, man]

[newhero.livejournal.com]

[I like my brains poached.]

It was a few weeks ago! Oh man, it was awesome.