#axeltxt

[the-alphonze]

-There. Is. No. Response.-

-She’s just in the corner. She won’t move from it, she won’t try to use the vessel. They don’t have a single thought of surviving after what they’ve done, they’re accepting that Alphonze will rid her soul for good (at least that’s what she thinks)-

-AX-3L

[after trying to apologize last time. He’d also stop trying to talk to axel]

[freischutz]

→ @axeltxt

“Look who finally decided to join the rest of us! Mornin’ sunshine.”

Speak for yourself, Xigbar; he’d only just rolled out of bed himself a couple of minutes ago. It was barely 10 in the morning, not even that late -- though later than Saix preferred, usually banging at his door by quarter-to, insisting that he started with his day already. It hadn’t happened today, however; and he’d noticed why the second he’d strolled into the Grey Area. 

Vacation day. 

He’d been on his way back to his room when he’d crossed paths with the other, deciding to strike up a little bit of conversation before he took off.  “You been to the Grey Area yet? Got the day off.” Finally. “Any plans?”

[sketchvviiitch]

Naminé was quite startled when she saw a familiar face. "Axel...?" What on earth was he doing here, and what did he want with her?

[tenebrousbones]

|| @axeltxt ||

Sheets clung to his ankles like shackles of stark white, pale as bone against his sun-darkened skin. A massive yawn fought its way out of his lungs and he entertained it briefly between his teeth before pushing it into the air where it hung suspended until his lips closed, punctuated by a wet pop. 

“I would apologize for requesting your presence so early in the morning, but... I’m the Prince. I’ve never apologized for anything.” 

Waving a lazy hand in the knight’s direction, a smirk slithered snake-like up his face as if to prove his point. Crooking one long, bony finger, Vanitas beckoned for the other man to come stand beside his bed. Not one to court shame, he was only remotely aware of the blankets shifting to reveal the expansion and contraction of his stomach muscles as he breathed in and out slowly, never once breaking eye contact. 

“In the absence of my most trusted knight, I’ve been advised to acquire a new bodyguard. Ha! Pathetic, I know. I can fend off whatever peasants dare challenge me, and the whole kingdom knows it. ...But I’ve assigned you to the job. Don’t get me wrong: I don’t believe you’re strong enough. But prove me wrong, and you will be... royally rewarded.”

[praestigii-a]

@axeltxt liked this for a starter ( no longer accepting! )

Axel is tall and all long limbs and Zexion thinks he might resent him for it a little had he the heart for it. He wonders idly what it would feel like, petty hatred for something its object cannot even control, as he watches the redhead effortlessly reach for something in the kitchen cabinets. Zexion himself is nursing a cup of tea — what else — while, rather uncharacteristically, procrastinating from writing his mission report. He’s making a statement by handing it in late — Saïx should really know better than to send him on a mission in Atlantica; his weapon of choice is a book, for crying out loud. Only now that he isn’t working to pass the time, Zexion finds himself in quite the rare predicament: he is thoroughly bored.

“Say, Axel,” he begins, stirring his tea lazily, “You wouldn’t happen to know an effective cure for boredom, would you?”

[the-alphonze]

“…If I’m lucky I’ll pass this time.”

-She kicks the barrel of water, slashing on herself. She puts the barrel in front of the door. As she sits down in the cold storage-

“…I’m just like you sister… I’m sorry I lied. I’m sorry I didn’t save you from the resets. I’m sorry I possessed you. I’m sorry I ended up here. I just… I just want to feel warm again…”

-AX-3L

(Ooc: not physically warm, just like- happy. I rolled an 14 with disadvantage. Now then, roll to get control of the vessel)

[i rolled a 17]

[Alphonze doesn’t say anything, he fucking shoves Axel to the back of her mind (literally and figuratively), walks out of cold storage and shuts the vessel down. Plunging all three of them into unconsciousness]

[she doesn’t acknowledge Axel at all doing this]

[the-alphonze]

“It never mattered what body I was in, sister. Human, war-forge, or cat. Even now as a soul you saw me as less than a person. Each “family” member I’ve had, ended up the same…. At least they could lie and say “I love you” back…”

-Axel take’s off Alphonze’s hat and puts the paper stars she’s made so far inside. She continues making more-

“I was a humanoid…. Was… they didn’t see that though. They saw an opportunity for a project… they got their project. I got cheated out of life…”

-AX-3L

I’m, sorry that happened

[she’s silent for a bit]

(Roll to keep control of the vessel)

[the-alphonze]

“…he’s only really able to live in my vessel… I didn’t want to keep him trapped there anymore.”

-Axel stares at the now dead Gregory. She would look to the head of her own vessel/corpse-

“…our creator.. he’d sometimes not like to deal with his own actions… and he’d reset you or any other watforges… I beg and begged for him not to… but he’d make them forget his actions…… when you don’t want to deal with people, you make sure they’ll never forget it how you rid them. No matter how much they beg…. You and him are the same… maybe I’ll be the same…”

-They crush their vessel’s head with their foot-

-AX-3L

I’m aware of what he did. Not fully clearly. But I know

(Roll to keep control of the vessel)

It’s often that we become like our creators that doesn’t mean it’s bound to happen

What are you doing axel

[the-alphonze]

(16 to keep control)

“…you remind me of someone we once knew”

-She looks to see if Gregory’s alive what do ever… he is… he’s alive… not for long. Axel goes to reach for him but takes her hand back. You both watches Gregory slowly die-

“Goodnight Gregory…”

-AX-3L

If you don’t want him to die we could figure something out you dont have to do, this

(I got a three that time lmao)

[the-alphonze]

I’m trying to talk to Axel. Pspspsppspspsps

*-Alphonze’s eyes turn green for a second-*

PSPSPSP?! :0

Oh- wait. Sorry, force of habit!

[the-alphonze]

-Axel looks at the barrel, the one she died in and brings it out of the cold storage. As quickly as possible. She closes the door and doesn’t lock it. She looks at the barrel-

“…um…G-Gregory’s probably fine..”

-Axel goes to any mirror near by. She looks at Alphonze, or at least his vessel. They looks down to her hands, then looks back up. She says, in Alphonze voice, just for herself to hear-

“I missed you brother”

-they then want to let Alphonze actually speak to them if possible-

-AX-3L

[from the outside. The light behind the vessels face flickers a bit, and then goes still. Some whirring picks up and starts a hum that doesn’t stop until someone’s back]

[from Axels perspective everything goes white. If they look around she sees a shitty png of a seagull [ looks like this 𓅰 ] somewhere? Nearby? Who knows, and a humanoid figure of a yellow person with white eyes sitting in a chair with his head in his hands]

[she doesn’t look up. Just raises his hand slightly as a half assed wave]

[the-alphonze]

…

-Axel doesn’t try to take control but they do get out the corner. They just look at the sunset. She wants to use the vessel, to reach out, to attempt to feel warmth. But she doesn’t even try.-

“….hehe”

-Her giggle is childish and quiet. If her soul was out right now… it would have finally been put to rest.. and she would have passed. She goes back into the corner after the sun is no longer visible-

-AX-3L

[he was going to keep walking after taking a picture, but decides to let her watch it for a few minutes]

[she doesn’t say anything, but it’s clear this time of day is important to him]

[the-alphonze]

“…don’t be sorry. I’m sorry.”

-Axel gets up walks out of the cold storage, she places the paper stars outside of the door. She writes “I’m sorry” with the stars. She drags a barrel of water back into the cold storage. She closes the door behind her-

“…I’m sorry sister. So so sorry”

-AX-3L

(17 to stay in control, I’ll tell you the next roll soon)

Sorry for what Axel you didn’t do anything wrong

[after the door closes, he asks]

Axel are you Sure

(first ones a 15)

[the-alphonze]

“…I don’t want an old version of you. I want to be seen as a person, and loved like one”

-Axel is still making paper stars-

“I thought that maybe my sister, or well, used to be sister would have been able to. But yeah…. I still don’t hate you for killing me, I’m sad but… this is like the third time, it’s gettting numbing”

-She’s keeps making the stars, repeating the same thing over and over again-

“I just wanted a sister. Didn’t have to be the old one. I’m sorry… also what happened to your funny voice?”

-AX-3L

(Ooc: bring the cowboy accent back /silly)

That’s the tough part is convincing people to see that. It’d be difficult but a way it could get easier is we could try finding a humanoid vessel. Your last one was a cat and not, looking, like a person is a big reason why you don’t get treated like one

This is the one place I don’t have to follow orders I take a break from using “the funny voice” in here

[the-alphonze]

(Rolled an 18)

-Axel looks down at her crushed body, and slowly picks up the pieces. She throws them over the edge of the boat and watches every single one sink-

“It’s a bit too late for that, sister.”

-She looks over the edge of the ship.. for a bit too long… before finally turning away. She goes to in front the cold storage door… she reaches an hand to open it-

-AX-3L

(I GOT A THIRTEEN HOW DO YOU KEEP DOING THIS)

There’s always time there isn’t always a late

Are you sure about going in there Axel

(Roll to keep control of the vessel)

[the-alphonze]

(I got an 11 so prob not but imma do this first)

“…”

-she look down at the craved in head. She crushes the neck of her vessel-

“I didn’t ask if it was bound to happen. It did happened. He treated me like I was a toy. Not a person. Maybe he was right. Maybe you’re right”

-they break in the rest of their vessel-

“…maybe we’re worse than him”

-AX-3L

(Yeah I got a 5 your still in control (head in hands))

Maybe. We don’t have to be, you don’t have to be

What Are You Planning Axel

(He says that with a bit more force this time)

(Roll to keep control of the vessel)