Whoops, wrong turn

[trademark_skull]

[.... Pretty sure the world he was supposed to be going to hasn't supposed to be an empty park in the middle of the night. Stupid Dark Corridors never seemed to work right for him.]

[I guess it's time turn back and try this agai--wait... crap. Nothing's happening.]

C-come on, don't do this to me now...

[Tries again.]

[.......]


[Well, he's stuck here until he can get it to open again.]

Comments

[explain_movie]

[Stares at him for a bit.]

You... Don't remember me?

Dude, it's me, the Nostalgia Critic.

[trademark_skull]

I don't, but..

[Maybe it was curiosity now]

... You seem to know me.

[explain_movie]

[He made a face, then adjusted his hat as he cleared his throat. Guess the kid got amnesia or something.]

Well I guess I'll re-introduce myself, hello I'm the Nostalgia Critic. I remember old terrible movies so you don't have to.

And uh, well I guess all I can say as that we were friends. Well, you used live with me sometimes I think on random occasions... I think you decided to take residence in the closet to hide from that creep that lived downstairs, which I don't blame in slightest bit. In fact I said to him if I saw him come anywhere near you I shoot him in the face with machine gun.

But I digress. We're just... Well were friends.

[trademark_skull]

We were friends?

[That was enough to calm him down for now.]

Is there anything else you know?

[explain_movie]

... Well your old hoodie had this flame constantly glowing... Almost burnt down the house when we-er you passed out on the bed.

[Reaches over to tug at the hoodie of the organization coat.]

But what's with the new coat? Makes you look like an emo kid.

[trademark_skull]

[Does remember having a hoodie sort of like that.]

[However he flinches away from the tug.] I-it's-- Uhh..

[.... C-crap, how can he explain that? What if it gets him into trouble?]

[explain_movie]

[... Tugs more. Tugs until hoodie completely covers his face.]

Seriously you look ridiculous.

[trademark_skull]

[Can't really see the more he keeps that up. Flailflail]

H-hey, hey! Stop that!

[Grabs the rim of the hood to pull it back up where it used to be.]

... And I can't tell you. [Probably shouldn't have said that either. But really, what else could he have done?]

[explain_movie]

[Lets go as he folds his arms with a bit of a smirk. Yup, he's still the same despite the memory loss.

But goes back to giving a slight frown.]

You can't? Why not?

[trademark_skull]

I don't think they would like it if I did.

[.... Geez for not wanting to give away any information he sure is blabbing a lot.]

[explain_movie]

Well now wait a minute. Who's "they"?

[trademark_skull]

[xgjksbjhds yep, no comment.]

[explain_movie]

[Folds his arms. Furrows his brows.]

Emizel...

[trademark_skull]

[Hesitates even more. This may be the only chance he has to talk to someone that actually knows him. He always dreamed of a day like this happening. But he was supposed to be on a mission, and probably in enough trouble as it is for getting lost again...]

....

[Checks everywhere first, to make sure they were in fact alone.]

... Alright, but it can't be done here.

[explain_movie]

[The Critic took a look around as well. Were they being spied on? He held his breathe for a bit before giving a nod.]

Right. Where should we go that's private?

[trademark_skull]

I don't know, I've never been to here before.

[Looks again, finally just takes off into some random direction. There was bound to be some quiet secluded area somewhere that way.]

Uh, this way.

[explain_movie]

[Rubbing his chin, then noticed Emizel was taking a look around. Then once he started to lead the way, the Critic gave a nod and followed him. As they walked he looked down to Emi, he was rather quiet as he looked at him. What exactly happened to his friend? Lost his memory and now there's some people that may be after him? What's this demon gotten himself into?]

[trademark_skull]

[Silly Critic. No one was after Emi, Emi is just in the wrong crowd. But oh hey, this back alley looks perfect.]

Alright.

[Now he just... needs to figure out where he needs to start from.]

I'm with this group of people called Organization XIII.

[explain_movie]

[Comes into the alley with him, putting his hands in his pockets. Starting to listen carefully.]

The Organization XIII?

Who are they, and... Why are you with them?

[trademark_skull]

They were the ones that rescued me, when I lost my memory. Had it not been for them I'd rather not think where I would be now.

[But that's sort of where the gratitude ends.]

Although the only reason why they did that is because I am just like them now.

[explain_movie]

[He was quiet for a moment before took in a breathe.]

... What do you mean?

How are you like them?

[trademark_skull]

.... I-I don't have a heart anymore.

They call it being a Nobody.

[explain_movie]

... You don't...?

PFFT, Aw c'mon, you totally have heart. Otherwise you wouldn't be standing here in front of me like you are now! Look I can prove it.

[He reaches over to place his hand over where Emizel's heart would be.]

...

[He couldn't feel it. His hand flinched away as he took a step back, his eyes widen.]

What... But... But how-?!

[trademark_skull]

[Ah-- Wasn't exactly ready for the hand placement. But since it's there now..]

S-see? there's nothing there.

It had to be a Heartless that did it. They sometimes wander through worlds looking for hearts to steal to create more of themselves. I think whatever happened when one attacked me is how I forgot everything.

[explain_movie]

[The Critic turned away covering his mouth in thought and mild shock. Taking in all this information. Then he turned to face Emizel again, dropping his hand.

His expression soon became stern, and more serious.]

... How do we stop them?