Make the Clock Reverse (Day 22 Jelly)

[voidtreckermods]

Make the Clock Reverse,
Bring back what once was mine.

On the evening of Day 21, before it goes dark, any Voidtreckers who look out of the windows might see the void is a little more chaotic than usual. There's a little bit of turbulence. Nothing too bad, nowhere near how bad it got during the void storm, but noticeable all the same.

It doesn't last long, and the night continues. Those who are not early to bed may see the odd golden flicker out of the corner of their eyes, darting away and vanishing if pursued.

Strange...

Heal what has been hurt,
Change the fates' design.

"Good Morning passengers. Today is day twenty two of the month of Jelly." The morning announcement wakes everyone up as usual, and they awaken in their own beds.

Though, for some passengers, those beds may seem completely unfamiliar: a strange room full of people they don't recognise. For others the room and people are perfectly normal, just... bigger than they remember them being yesterday.

Or it might be that they feel healed, old scars faded. The changes might be small, sporting their embarrassing teenage hair cut; or drastic, their whole body younger.

Either way, it is clear that something very strange has happened on the train.

(OOC: All the information about this event is Here. All changes will reverse the next night and passengers will wake up normal on day 23.

Update: In early afternoon the dressing carriage cupboards will open and animal onesies will be available in child size.)

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[worthallthis]

"What kinds of things are you supposed to do?" Soldat asks, eyes down on their ghost friend. "Outside boring meetings."

[melodiouspacifist]

Soldat was in luck that he hadn't yet had a conversation about them going to save the world.

"Oh, well I'm supposed to go to different places, spread darkness and collect hearts, that kind of thing. Something about stealing the world's heart so it gets overrun...? I'm not sure." Demyx admitted.

[worthallthis]

Yeah, shit, definitely that kind of Nobody then. They run their thumb over the little ghost's plastic head, and it shakes its plastic chains in a way they know means contentment. "Why do you do it?" they ask. "Agree to spread darkness and collect hearts. Doesn't seem like a very good thing to do."

[melodiouspacifist]

It would be much more interesting to ask those questions to Demyx again when he was older.

As it was the teenager just smiled slightly and shrugged helplessly. "Don't know. I just got found a week ago. I don't really know what's going on. Just that I'm this monster Nobody thing that shouldn't exist."

He didn't have anywhere else to go, and likely if he didn't do what he was told he wouldn't exist.

[worthallthis]

"You're not a monster," Soldat says, looking up and-- well, not making eye contact, but coming close, looking at his face at least. They use the language he knows, the language Sora taught him, to explain: "I had my. Heart taken. Shredded. Empty. For a long time. It's still growing back. It doesn't make you a monster."

[melodiouspacifist]

"Maybe, but I shouldn't exist. Something about not belonging to the light or the dark, just...being here when I shouldn't be. I don't know." Demyx wasn't really insistent, not yet anyway.

[worthallthis]

"Still doesn't make you a monster," Soldat reiterates firmly. "Your choices decide that. If you make good choices, then you're not a monster at all."

[melodiouspacifist]

When Demyx was back to normal, he would remember this conversation and reflect upon the fact he absolutely did not make good choices.

"I guess, but I don't really get the impression I get to choose anything."

[worthallthis]

Soldat looks dismayed. "Nothing?" they ask. (What is wrong with people and doing this to fucking kids... It... might not be like with you. Exactly. Then it's like with the girls!) They kind of want to hit something.

[melodiouspacifist]

"Uhhh, I don't think so." Demyx said, considering it. He tugged on his orange top which was a little big for him, but not as much as the other children who'd turned up much younger than him.

"I don't like orange, but at least it's a colour. Everyone wears black. The castle is white. Ugh. I just want to have fun."

[worthallthis]

He sounds like any kid ever, to be honest. What really makes someone a Nobody, anyway? Clearly not the same thing that makes a Heartless, Demyx is nothing like the Asset. "That does sound boring. Have you been having fun today?"

[melodiouspacifist]

Demyx had yet to learn that he was being a Nobody wrong. He would, in time, learn that fun was definitely not going to be tolerated in the castle.

"Yeah, kinda." He grinned. "I did accidentally make a huge mess." He ducked his head sheepishly. "But I got cake!"

[worthallthis]

Never learn that, Demyx. Keep on being a cheerful, friendly kid. "Oh no, what did you do?" Is it something they're going to have to clean up?

[melodiouspacifist]

Fortunately he already had help with that.

"I lost control of my powers." He grimaced. "I'm uh, not very good with them yet."

[worthallthis]

Well, he can't really be blamed for that, can he? "What did you mess up?"

[melodiouspacifist]

Demyx winced a bit. "I flooded the gym a tiny bit." He held his fingers slightly apart. "But someone helped me clean it up."

[worthallthis]

"Well, at least you cleaned it up. And someone helped you." That's better than just running away. Soldat is less and less sure that "Nobody" means what Sora seemed to think it meant. Demyx is just a kid, and not a bad kid, either. He stayed to clean up the mess he made. "Doesn't sound like you did anything wrong."

[melodiouspacifist]

There was plenty of time for Demyx to be corrupted.

"I'm pretty sure if I did that at the castle, the Superior would be mad at me." He pointed out.

"Even if it's not on purpose. Ugh." He groaned, slouching on the beanbag so the back of his head hits the cushion. "Not that it wouldn't be fun to like make a pool or something, that would be fun, but I have to master summoning my weapon first."

[worthallthis]

"There's already a pool here. If you really want it," Soldat points out. "You have to summon your weapon? That's dumb." Like Sora had to summon his keyblade, and it was based on how he was feeling. The absolute dumbest. Everyone should have a weapon that they don't need to depend on magic or feelings to use, Jesus.

[melodiouspacifist]

"Yeah!" Demyx agreed. "It's like a part of my heart or something...I dunno."

He shrugged helplessly. "I haven't figured it out reliably yet."

[worthallthis]

"Weapons that depend on your feelings aren't really reliable weapons, anyway," Soldat says, disapproving. "If you keep having problem. Let me know and I'll get you a decent knife." Just like the first time they met Sora. Even though this guy probably isn't anything like Sora, all grown up. Sigh.