On AIM roleplays and crack

[dealwithawitch]

...You really like to torment me, don't you? I mean, I manage to get out from under Dad by losing my heart, make a deal with Maleficent so I can even have this form, and then, in this strange storyline you and your friend have, I end up selling myself to Master Xehanort just to keep him from my friends?

...Can you stop and throw me a bone already? I'd like something to go right.

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[handshakegreeting]

My, it sounds like you have it rough. Though, is that truly what you seek?

[dealwithawitch]

Well, yeah. If something goes right, it means I'm one step closer to being human again.

[handshakegreeting]

Are you even sure that is how to become human once more?

[dealwithawitch]

Well... No. But I don't have anything else to go on.

[handshakegreeting]

Would you seek out the truth?

[dealwithawitch]

...What's that have to do with me becoming human...?

[handshakegreeting]

The truth about Heartless like yourself, the reality which hides in darkness.

I wonder, can you face it? Or will you prefer ignorance and your current nature?

[dealwithawitch]

...Heartless like myself...? ...But I'm... A Shadow...

[Unless she means Heartless in general.]

...But I'm willing to learn whatever it takes for me to become human again. I...

[...Yeah, looking away.]

I have a lot to make up for.

[handshakegreeting]

[It is in general, but her? Outright saying it? Not much of a chance, there. Though that look, even from a mere fragment of a whole person. It catches an air interest.]

Then you may wish to seek the other side of the divide.

[dealwithawitch]

...What's that supposed to mean.

[Make sense, lady! Also he doesn't know about Nobodies yet.]

[handshakegreeting]

Did it never occur to you what happens to the soul and shell when one separates them from a fragment of the heart?