redcladidealist: (Gasp)


[It's pretty easy to tell that something is wrong when the video feed turns on. Colette's face is upset, worried, possibly even with a tinge of panic in her eyes.]

Dammit, I can't find it! I can't find my card! Does anyone have one I can use? It's important!

[...yes, that's right. Colette just swore. She also seems to be using Lloyd's Dreamberry instead of her own.

Or maybe something deeper is going on here. Regardless, the message is clear. HALP!]


[[Lloyd and [livejournal.com profile] clumsychosen have had their bodies switched. Replies to this post will come from [livejournal.com profile] redcladcolette.]]
redcladidealist: (This isn't good)
[Lloyd's face is pale, panicked, when the video feed turns on.]

Guys, we have a problem. Cruxis is here.

[He swallows.]

And so is Kratos. He's taken over. It isn't Yggdrasill anymore, it's him. He's-

[His eyes abruptly widen, no longer looking at the Dreamberry but something off screen.]

Damn it, they're back!

[There's a flash of steel as he pulls a sword out, then the feed abruptly turns off.]


[ooc: Backdated to after this.]
redcladidealist: (This isn't good)
[There is so much anxiety in Lloyd's face and voice when he makes the call to his friend. He needs to see Mithos, no matter what Zelos said.]

Mithos? Mithos, please pick up. It's Lloyd. Please... Just tell me you're all right.

[ooc: Backdated to 9-28.]
redcladidealist: (Erk)
No longer six years old. )

[A little while later, after he's snuck out of Kratos's house, trying not to wake the man up, the teenager turns his Dreamberry on. His face is still a shade of mortified red.]

Damn it, what does this place have against normal?
redcladidealist: (Up at the stars)
Warnings: None
Effects: Feelings of desperation, then safety.

His feet pounded on the dirt, his heartbeat rapid, deafening. )


Nngh. [Something is tickling his cheek. The dream fades as consciousness slowly penetrates his brain, but the Dreamberry remains on, recording. He turns his face away from whatever it was touching - giving anyone still watching a very good view of the thick lines and doodles drawn all over his face. There's a feather on his pillow, and more on his shirt, stuck to... is that syrup?]

Huh? [Lloyd's eyes are open now and he's staring groggily at the Dreamberry.] Why's that on...? [He reaches out and picks it up, but he doesn't turn it off before dropping his head back onto his pillow. He might have forgotten to. He's still half asleep.] Ugh. I'm so not ready to wake up...

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