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[ Demyx sounds oddly... blank. Apparently being forced to tell the truth has made it so that his true Nobody nature is coming out full-force; he can't even act like he has a heart. ]
I think I would be worried about whatever's going on, if I could be worried. I can't, though, so instead I'm just sitting here going "This is strange, I wonder if someone broke something important again".
I should be at my guild or the laundromat, but I don't care. How can I, without a heart? They don't need me there. The Organization doesn't even need me -- but then, that's because I slack. I act like a lazy bum and they send me on recon missions and I pass most of the work onto someone else, but it's nothing that even begins to interest me. I'm not even sure what can interest me anymore. Music isn't satisfying; I can tell what is and is not technically correct, but not what I like. Water is... well, it's my element. It's stronger than people realize, and so am I -- just in a different way.
But it doesn't matter. Nothing really matters except getting my heart back, and that didn't work out so well last time. And by that, I mean Sora kicked my ass with his mutant friends and wouldn't listen because all we wanted was our hearts back -- except maybe Xemnas. I don't know what's up with my own boss and this is probably going to be trouble if he sees this since he's rooming with me right now but if that could scare me, it would.
Hey, Sora. Did you ever once think past the black-and-white and realize that we didn't have much of a choice? Did you ever think that maybe you could have tried to help us, instead of killing us? I don't know about the others; maybe they want power. I just want to be whole again. We needed you, needed Roxas, and instead...
Well. You know how it ends.
And will someone tell me who Xion is? Everyone keeps mentioning her but I... can't remember.
All of you who say this is worthless? At least you exist. At least you can feel; happiness, anger, whatever. You have that. We don't. We barely exist. We're Nobodies; we weren't ever supposed to exist. Yeah, you're stuck here. So are we. But it could be worse. You could be us.
I won't even regret saying this later. I'll want to, but I won't be able to. I'll just go back to pretending.
... I should figure out what makes me feel like I have a heart.
I think I would be worried about whatever's going on, if I could be worried. I can't, though, so instead I'm just sitting here going "This is strange, I wonder if someone broke something important again".
I should be at my guild or the laundromat, but I don't care. How can I, without a heart? They don't need me there. The Organization doesn't even need me -- but then, that's because I slack. I act like a lazy bum and they send me on recon missions and I pass most of the work onto someone else, but it's nothing that even begins to interest me. I'm not even sure what can interest me anymore. Music isn't satisfying; I can tell what is and is not technically correct, but not what I like. Water is... well, it's my element. It's stronger than people realize, and so am I -- just in a different way.
But it doesn't matter. Nothing really matters except getting my heart back, and that didn't work out so well last time. And by that, I mean Sora kicked my ass with his mutant friends and wouldn't listen because all we wanted was our hearts back -- except maybe Xemnas. I don't know what's up with my own boss and this is probably going to be trouble if he sees this since he's rooming with me right now but if that could scare me, it would.
Hey, Sora. Did you ever once think past the black-and-white and realize that we didn't have much of a choice? Did you ever think that maybe you could have tried to help us, instead of killing us? I don't know about the others; maybe they want power. I just want to be whole again. We needed you, needed Roxas, and instead...
Well. You know how it ends.
And will someone tell me who Xion is? Everyone keeps mentioning her but I... can't remember.
All of you who say this is worthless? At least you exist. At least you can feel; happiness, anger, whatever. You have that. We don't. We barely exist. We're Nobodies; we weren't ever supposed to exist. Yeah, you're stuck here. So are we. But it could be worse. You could be us.
I won't even regret saying this later. I'll want to, but I won't be able to. I'll just go back to pretending.
... I should figure out what makes me feel like I have a heart.