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[for_real_or_not]

Hm...well, this sure isn't Jiminy's journal--there's a distinct lack of cricket in this one. There's...a lot of stuff in it, though. Who's been writing in this journal anyway? The handwriting looks like mine, but I sure haven't been writing here...unless I forgot. Crap, if I forgot a bunch of stuff again, that'd...really bite. That's the worst

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[resplend]

...You.

[voice]

[for_real_or_not]

...Me? What? [*pause*] Your voice sounds familiar...who is this?

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[resplend]

My voice sounds fami--

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It's Roxas you idiot!

[for_real_or_not]

Wha--Roxas? How did--? What did--? When--?

[*pause*]

But...didn't you...like...re-join with me? We were...on the Altar of Naught and... [*scratches head*]

Ha-hay, and you don't have to call me an idiot! That makes no sense, so of course I wouldn't think it was you! How did you manage to re-separate again? Did something happen when Riku and I beat up Xemnas?

[resplend]

...So you really did forget everything here. Tch.

Screw it. Go get answers from someone else.

[for_real_or_not]

Wha? Oh come on, Roxas that isn't fair! It's not like I asked to forget!! What're you mad about?

[resplend]

Because...! Just leave me alone.

[for_real_or_not]

...Look, if I did something last time I was here that made you mad I'm sorry, okay? Just...tell me what's going on! Please? How did we get separated again? Like, that's--that's great! Now I can actually get to know you, right?

[resplend]

Like I know! I don't remember ever even joining you or...whatever. The last thing I remember before coming here was leaving the Organization. Then I'm here and all of a sudden I hear I disappear in the future and have to live inside you...?

We're not friends. We never were. And we aren't going to be.

[for_real_or_not]

...But...that's awful! Why can't we be friends?

[*shakes head*]

Wait, you don't remember beyond running away from the Organization? What the heck is going on here? Roxas, please, this wasn't my idea, okay? I don't know what's happening--I didn't want you to get like...sucked inside me or whatever; it's just kinda creepy--I think you should get to be your own person, and here you are, so...

[*sigh, grumble, another sigh*]

D-don't be mad. That's just...a future, right? It doesn't have to be the future. We're both here now, why do we have to be enemies? We're kinda like...well, brothers, aren't we?

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We're nothing like brothers!

[for_real_or_not]

[*looks stung, then scowls*]

Well we could be. We're like the same! Why won't you just tell me what you're so mad about? I didn't do anything!

[resplend]

We aren't the same. You're a wussy boy scout who got everything handed to him on a silver platter! I had to fight to find out who I was, only to figure out I was an accident thanks to that silver-haired jerk you call a best friend.

[for_real_or_not]

I am not a wussy! And nothing was handed to me! [*getting flustered*] It's not like I asked for the Keyblade--it really messed everything up okay?

And who cares if it was an accident? You're here now aren't you? What does it matted why?

--And you take that back! Riku's not a jerk!

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[resplend]

Oh yeah, poor you. The hero. Still got your keyblade, don't you? I sure feel sorry for you.