[Where there's a prince, there's a princess, and this story is no exception. Sora's even dressed for the occasion. Wherever he's disappeared to since last night, it's probably the same place he's managed to acquire knight's surcoat and gauntlets. Namine's gotten into the spirit too, sitting just behind Sora on what appears to be a lavishly ( Read more... )

[It's a true, bonafide mystery!]

[Like where left socks go. Or why sheep don't shrink after it rains. Only this particular mystery is a door in Sora's apartment- one that's been closed since Halloween, and none of his roommates-neither Kairi nor Riku nor Ritsuka- knows what's behind it. Now that most of the apartment's been emptied in the move, Sora ( Read more... )

[Sora learns something new every day. Big things, like how the second siren means 'Eleven minutes left. Hurry. Hurry.' or how some things don't need to be fair or kind for it to be splashed across walls. 'Go home newcomer ( Read more... )

[Sora’s never been the studious type, but here he is, hunched over a table in deep concentration as he scribbles excitedly onto a paper that’s been folded over not once, or twice -- but so many times it’s likely to fall apart in his hands. Homework? Ha! Fat chance ( Read more... )

[ The screen flickers to life, displaying a very befuddled teenager flipping through the pages of what appears to be a Driver's Handbook. Looks like someone is rapidly approaching a very important mark of adulthood, but he intends to meet it in a glorious train wreck of epic proportions. If that's not foreboding enough, his next words should ( Read more... )

[At first, there's only darkness and the sounds of chaos.

Metal crashing against metal, magic flaring, rapid footsteps and heavy breathing.

In time, the NV catches the barest of glimpses of what's going on. It sees flashes of the city, of Sora and a hooded fighter standing amidst pillars of light and magic, two keyblades gleaming in the ( Read more... )

[Why so serious Siren’s Port? Sora and Goofy will tell you why! Both the keyblade bearer and his canine companion are regarding the NV with very determined expressions. They are two junior heroes on a mission and they won’t be stopped. If they had the technical know-how to be playing any sort of motivational music, they might just be playing ( Read more... )

[Sora looks like he’s had a fist fight with a loaded paintbrush. White smears of paint are streaked down his cheek, all over his jacket and gloves. One of those paint-smudged fingers happens to be tapping the screen experimentally-probably what triggered the message to start.]

So all I gotta do is turn this thing on and ask everybody if they’ve seen ( Read more... )