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kh_drabbleChallenge: [083] Reflections
Title: Report 23, Subject: Concerning Existence
Word count: 706. D=
Rating: PG, for a bit of squicky.
Spoilers: Finish the first half of KHII and you'll be fine.
Notes: >< I soooooooooooo ramblied all over this drabble. Um. Yeah. It'll make sense in the end, I promise; Vexen's just wordy like that. =3 I thought I was late, but I guess not~
A common error in defining the word "Nobody" is in the fact that when one is a nobody, the nothing that composes one's functions still exists, as it were. Vexen was aware of the fact, the implications, and had drawn the conclusion that whoever had named their nonexistence were morons; but the name stuck, and Vexen, beyond that he could not care less, found no harm in the name, nor in the congestion of idiots in the multiverse. After all, the population of said numbskulls had grown to a respectable sum, and the edges of the universe were no more likely to decay than a block of titanium.
To continue.
Being a nobody, Vexen had learned through the many experiments he had conducted through the first few years of residence in his laboratories, had little effect on one as a living, breathing organism. The basic components of the body (the Dusk's body; he could hardly dissect one of his compatriots, much as he had wished for the chance) were intact, more or less: the lungs, the liver, the muscles of the trapezium, the (unusually pliable) bones, even the heart as an organ of the circulatory system, and so on. Barring the fact that the Dusk did not disintegrate upon the more invasive of his probings, Vexen could only conclude that the Nobody, by all established definitions, was a carbon-based biped of the kingdom Animalia.
Only when he had discarded the corpse did Vexen find any other inconsistency in his data; the instant that he had pushed the Dusk away for the final time, it burst into a shower of black and white and faded away. This development puzzled him more thoroughly than when he had extracted the heart from a butterfly. Not only did the insect have a heart, a pale ghost, unmistakably a Nobody, remained; while the heart quickly materialized as a Shadow and dissipated, the butterfly's Nobody had feebly attempted to move before melting into a tangle of monochrome thorns, which had evaporated before the scientist could extract any specimen of the remains.
After these incidents had occurred, he had drawn the conclusion that the outer appearance of the Nobody was the only true differentiation between the Nobody and their corresponding Other, besides the lack of the heart. As for the reason why, he drew mostly upon his butterfly experiment and the fact that one only exists if one gradually perfects himself, establishing his niche and receiving affirmation from others. The Nobody could be defined as the product of a step backwards in the process of existing; it "unexists", for lack of a better term. The existence of a Nobody, in other words, depended on the belief of another organism (and another Nobody was, technically, an organism) that the Nobody exists, because the loss of a heart also results as a loss of self. One's outer appearance as a Nobody can be seen as a shaky, frosted, tenuous reflection maintained by the confirmation of others, rather than the solid belief of a heart. That is why the butterfly and the Dusk faded; the belief in their existence grew so insubstantial that the very fact of their existence melted away. Their continual drive towards improvement had been forcibly stopped and, in the absence of any outer influence, abandoned.
In the end, however, Vexen had to lay those theories aside, which irked him. After all, the others in the Organization had conformed to his rules; Elaeus had been tan from working in the castle gardens, and Lexaeus' skin could not have been drained more paper light; Saix's hair (as he had told the original Six) had once been a midnight blue, and now it was a bleached, faint reminder of its former solidity; Vexen could see the evidence in his own appearance: what had once been muddy hazel eyes was now an insubstantial chartreuse, a pale diffusion of color.
Xehanort had ruined it all. Xehanort, who had such light skin and pale yellow eyes, who had become Xemnas, with his rich golden irises and skin just a shade away from chocolate. Xemnas, with his intensity that nonexistence could not contain. Vexen had no explanation for Xemnas.
After all, it could hardly be said that the path towards Xemnas' ultimate perfection involved the loss of his heart and very existence...
Title: Report 23, Subject: Concerning Existence
Word count: 706. D=
Rating: PG, for a bit of squicky.
Spoilers: Finish the first half of KHII and you'll be fine.
Notes: >< I soooooooooooo ramblied all over this drabble. Um. Yeah. It'll make sense in the end, I promise; Vexen's just wordy like that. =3 I thought I was late, but I guess not~
A common error in defining the word "Nobody" is in the fact that when one is a nobody, the nothing that composes one's functions still exists, as it were. Vexen was aware of the fact, the implications, and had drawn the conclusion that whoever had named their nonexistence were morons; but the name stuck, and Vexen, beyond that he could not care less, found no harm in the name, nor in the congestion of idiots in the multiverse. After all, the population of said numbskulls had grown to a respectable sum, and the edges of the universe were no more likely to decay than a block of titanium.
To continue.
Being a nobody, Vexen had learned through the many experiments he had conducted through the first few years of residence in his laboratories, had little effect on one as a living, breathing organism. The basic components of the body (the Dusk's body; he could hardly dissect one of his compatriots, much as he had wished for the chance) were intact, more or less: the lungs, the liver, the muscles of the trapezium, the (unusually pliable) bones, even the heart as an organ of the circulatory system, and so on. Barring the fact that the Dusk did not disintegrate upon the more invasive of his probings, Vexen could only conclude that the Nobody, by all established definitions, was a carbon-based biped of the kingdom Animalia.
Only when he had discarded the corpse did Vexen find any other inconsistency in his data; the instant that he had pushed the Dusk away for the final time, it burst into a shower of black and white and faded away. This development puzzled him more thoroughly than when he had extracted the heart from a butterfly. Not only did the insect have a heart, a pale ghost, unmistakably a Nobody, remained; while the heart quickly materialized as a Shadow and dissipated, the butterfly's Nobody had feebly attempted to move before melting into a tangle of monochrome thorns, which had evaporated before the scientist could extract any specimen of the remains.
After these incidents had occurred, he had drawn the conclusion that the outer appearance of the Nobody was the only true differentiation between the Nobody and their corresponding Other, besides the lack of the heart. As for the reason why, he drew mostly upon his butterfly experiment and the fact that one only exists if one gradually perfects himself, establishing his niche and receiving affirmation from others. The Nobody could be defined as the product of a step backwards in the process of existing; it "unexists", for lack of a better term. The existence of a Nobody, in other words, depended on the belief of another organism (and another Nobody was, technically, an organism) that the Nobody exists, because the loss of a heart also results as a loss of self. One's outer appearance as a Nobody can be seen as a shaky, frosted, tenuous reflection maintained by the confirmation of others, rather than the solid belief of a heart. That is why the butterfly and the Dusk faded; the belief in their existence grew so insubstantial that the very fact of their existence melted away. Their continual drive towards improvement had been forcibly stopped and, in the absence of any outer influence, abandoned.
In the end, however, Vexen had to lay those theories aside, which irked him. After all, the others in the Organization had conformed to his rules; Elaeus had been tan from working in the castle gardens, and Lexaeus' skin could not have been drained more paper light; Saix's hair (as he had told the original Six) had once been a midnight blue, and now it was a bleached, faint reminder of its former solidity; Vexen could see the evidence in his own appearance: what had once been muddy hazel eyes was now an insubstantial chartreuse, a pale diffusion of color.
Xehanort had ruined it all. Xehanort, who had such light skin and pale yellow eyes, who had become Xemnas, with his rich golden irises and skin just a shade away from chocolate. Xemnas, with his intensity that nonexistence could not contain. Vexen had no explanation for Xemnas.
After all, it could hardly be said that the path towards Xemnas' ultimate perfection involved the loss of his heart and very existence...
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Date: 2006-11-18 11:22 pm (UTC)did not totally just pull this out from nowhere just today, yes.XD Actually, this idea had just been floating around my head for a while; this is just the first time I put all of my random weirdness together. :Pno subject
Date: 2006-11-19 01:14 am (UTC)Weeeellll even if it just came out of you right now, you must have mulled the ideas themselves over for a little while. Personally I have huge issues making my thoughts cohesive, or at least making them consistent. I have so many of them, it's hard to decide which ones I think are true and are part of my personal canon, and which ones are just fun ideas. Good choice to go with Vexen, though. Really really :)
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Date: 2006-11-19 03:33 am (UTC)^^ I have a ton of trouble with that too... which is why I chose to do this as my last-second drabble entry, even though accomplishing something like this would slowly break my brain over a few days and now my brain is cracked right through the center and I CAN'T THINK STRAIGHT ANYMORE-
Yes. Vexen was my first choice. He is a cool dude. lol.
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Date: 2006-11-19 03:44 am (UTC)Bwahahahah, I know that feeling, the over-thinking feeling. And yeah, you know, Vexen's cool. Cold, even. Like ice. LOLZ GET IT!?!?!? XDXDXD--
....Yeah um... Seriously, though, if you ever want someone to beta your stuff, I would be happy slash honored to do it ^^ I'm studying english right now, and editing is kind of my thing, so... Yeah. If you ever want to take me up on the offer, just holler ♥
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Date: 2006-11-19 03:57 am (UTC)I NOE, on both counts. XD
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