[Voice]

Aug. 1st, 2011 02:56 am
thenightmarebegins: (bang bang bang)
[Another day, another Hojo.]

[The shifting and often disturbing scenery has been bad enough. The way this whole thing started was bad enough. Vincent has been encountering his nemesis everywhere, but this time has gone beyond the bounds of sanity. There's the sound of water running in the background and then Hojo's maniacal laughter. Finally, Vincent speaks up, less than amused.]

What is the true purpose of this experiment? To revisit the past, or to irritate us with enemies we can't hope to defeat?

[A gunshot and a thud follow. THIS time, he had better not reappear.]
thenightmarebegins: (death)
Does anyone... know what's truly lurking within that mist?

[Perhaps it's best unknown- Vincent dreads and yet needs to know the answer. Since... he's been having problems for a few days now.]

[At first, they were only in the corner of his eye and barely there. But now Vincent swears he's seeing his own inner demons everywhere he goes. As if they're lurking and watching him. Waiting. They're getting closer and more well-defined with each day that passes.]

[He's currently somewhere in town and will immediately draw his gun on anything- or anyone- that approaches him. Perhaps the effect will be spoiled since he's dressed like this, but the look in his eyes is deadly serious and more than a little bit unstable.]

[Action]

Jul. 10th, 2010 04:09 am
thenightmarebegins: (look down)
[Vincent has a strong urge to get out at the moment, and not for simply lurking and moping around. There is much he could accomplish if he considers it. At the moment, he's heading off to get replacement light bulbs... yes, he's been living in the dark and not bothering to do anything about that for a couple weeks' time. Something absolutely must be done. It's rare he feels so strangely motivated.]

[Of course, that's when he collapses into a deep sleep on one of the main pathways around the village. Feel free to trip over him, point and laugh, etc! He'll wake when his nice dream is done.]

[Voice]

Jun. 16th, 2010 05:18 am
thenightmarebegins: (wish you were here)
[Vincent opens his journal with the intent to leave a message, but becomes lost in thought soon after.]

[It's taken this long to acknowledge that Lucrecia really isn't here because the universe hates Vincent. :| Actually meaning that he's been seeing signs of her presence all this time, like she's slept in her bed and has left her things around the apartment. Part of him also wanted to cling to those delusions. Despite knowing they're still the Malnosso's tricks, it's easier to believe in that than the truth.]


...gone...

[He says more along with that, but it's largely incoherent. There's definitely something in there about failure, but it'd be hard to make out. It goes silent a little longer. Then he speaks up once more.]

The more time I spend in this place, the less I understand it. I will be... away from town, for a while.

[...As if there are many places he could go. Even so. He shuts the journal swiftly after that.]
thenightmarebegins: (talking)
[Vincent has had an eerie feeling all day. Not from the monsters, they've been settled after things calmed down yet again. But he's hearing familiar laughter on and off, and right now he's just noticed a white lab coat hanging on a tree.]

[He's on alert now, keeping an eye out as he continues going around town. He doesn't want to cause too much alarm until he's more certain, but even so, he has to wonder what this means...]


I thought there weren't any New Feathers lately...?
thenightmarebegins: (serious business face.)
New feathers, breaking the typical pattern of arrival... This means something.

[Vincent can be seen heading throughout town in his typical quiet broody fashion. He's more than a little suspicious about what's happening and what might come of it next, so will be keeping a close eye on things.]
thenightmarebegins: (in the dark)
[Vincent wanders through the House of Personas, staring at reflections of... himself. He passes by future versions, which look exactly unchanged from one to the next. Sometimes the images aren't him exactly, but rather the four beings inside him.]

[The ones from the past are different, though. He lingers briefly at one of his Turk self. Then continues moving along, now to one where he's half-transformed- the first time it ever happened. This is where he pauses for a while, recalling the horror he experienced upon discovering the alterations.]

[voice]

Jun. 8th, 2009 05:38 am
thenightmarebegins: (in the dark)
I'm less human than before.

...Where is my weapon? Is this... a dream?

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