thenightmarebegins: (starry)
[This voice message is less voice and more... the sound of bells. Bells that are light and jingly, with perhaps just a little bit of an ominous tone underneath that. Anyone with magical backgrounds- the same as with for Tinker Bell- can understand the words, but for anyone else they'll just hear him talk in the bell sound. Vincent has no idea yet, of course.]

It will only last a week... if we're fortunate.

[Of all the things to become, it had to be this. No monster, oddly enough, but a tiny little fairy. At the moment he's somewhere around town right in the middle of one of the paths. He's wearing his bandana wrapped around him toga-style. Vincent is making a futile attempt to pick up at least his journal and his gun and bring them along with him... but getting airborne is proving to be a challenge and he's sprinkling pixie dust all over.]
thenightmarebegins: (turk!au)
[Now appearing live in the town square... but also in voice format on the journals... it's Vincent, once again singing. His monsters are restless because of the messed up AU-ness, so what else can he do but sing about it? This time he's in a blue suit and shorter hair than usual.]

♫Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come, easy go
A little high, little low
Any way the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me, to me♫

cut for LENGTH! not cut ICLY )

[ooc: Vincent is from an AU in which the modern-era Turks found him in the coffin and he went with them in a plan to take the company down from within. Replies will come from [livejournal.com profile] demon_turk.]
thenightmarebegins: (chaos in the mirror)
[...the return is disorienting. Vincent notices that he's somewhere near one of the lakes and at least that gives him some vague idea of his location. He takes a moment to collect his thoughts before he finally opens his journal.]

...Could someone inform me of the date?

[That done, he's going to... just remain where he is for a while. It's later in the day by the time he starts trudging back to town. Unfortunate for him, the aftereffect of mallynapping has left him temporarily stuck in Chaos form despite being mentally himself. So he'll be looking very monstery if you run across him.]
thenightmarebegins: (bodyswitching- train 1)
...Why am I...

[A somber expression on his face, Vincent-in-Train's-body heads out to find a tree to settle near and brood.]

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