2010-01-05

[Below is an archived version of one thread response to a LiveJournal post here, because LiveJournal became hard to impossible for me to access. Icons and threading not preserved, nor are other peoples' replies.]

[Aion the Sinner (sinner01@livejournal.com)]
There is a young, apparently otherwise human young man with horns in the Nexus. He seems to be distracted and slightly out of it, curled up in one of the couches and smiling slightly at nothing in particular. It's Aion, who has once again run into a transforming lol. The universe, or at least the Nexus seems determined to stick him into the bodies of people he's screwed over.

"Have you ever wanted to see what was beyond the horizon?" He asks.

[Edit to add OOC: As a warning, he's wearing the shape of someone who has an occasional tendency to be batshit insane due to hearing telepathic "noise."]
[Below is a combined and archived version of a LiveJournal crosspost and related responses originally here and here, because LiveJournal became hard to impossible for me to access. Icons and threading not preserved, with an attempt to post each reply thread as a single reply.]

[Top (twisted_top@livejournal.com)]
Top is allowed out of his room now, any time he wants. His brothers don't even keep the door locked any more. And he has a nicer room, without the forcefields on the walls. He's been good and only played the games his brothers have said are ok to play, and not broken any toys or tried to make them make fun sounds. Now he's sitting on a Convenient Nexus Couch, with a handheld game system. He looks harmless, really.

"Do you like to play? Do you have a favorite game? What is it?"

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