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[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

[Marluxia steps out of a portal and into the Dressing Room, his expression settling into a sneer as he pushes back his hood and takes in his surroundings.]

Your illusion fails to amuse me, Zexion.

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[justbusking.livejournal.com]

[oh my gad not you. this is Demyx Dyme turning on his heel and going back the way he came, plate with a slice of chocolate pie (and far too much whipped cream) in hand.]

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

[what. >:|]

And just what are you doing here?

[justbusking.livejournal.com]

[ahaha stops, shooting him a rather nervous grin.]

Nothing! Leaving, actually. Toodles!

[and goes back to walking away. quickly.]

[thundery.livejournal.com]

That's what they all say.

[that Larxene lounging on the couch looks amused.]

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

[He turns to find you, tilting his head as he gestures to the room.]

Ah, Larxene. I don't suppose you would mind telling me just exactly what is going on here?

[thundery.livejournal.com]

[he might notice that this Larxene is... well, male.]

Multiples. Crossroads. Clones and all that. Congratulations, now you're stuck with the rest of us.

[friendsarepower.livejournal.com]

Sorry, mister, but I'm pretty sure this place is real.

['sup, have a KH1 Sora]

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

[Oh what. Is that a Keybearer.]

It is, is it?

[friendsarepower.livejournal.com]

Yeah. It's really weird, too. I guess there's, uh, different versions of everyone. Some are even from different times!

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

I don't think this is an illusion. I mean, it could be, there's no way of telling if it is or not, but...

[he just confused himself. brb sorting out thoughts.]

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

[This is a new face, he hasn't actually met you before or the mun just fails on that detail.]

Zexion's power is illusion, I don't doubt this could be one of his fabrications. Who exactly are you supposed to be, hm?

HOLY SHIT YOU'RE GONNA GET THE CRAP BEAT OUT OF YOOOOU

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

*that is a pair of green eyes peering around a corner at you*

HELLO REPLICA WE LOVE YOU LONG TIME

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

Hello there, Riku. I don't suppose you had anything to do with this?

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[an unhappy-looking Larxene (inasmuch as a Nobody can be unhappy) walks by. If she notices the new Marluxia, she isn't showing it.]

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

[watches you, his arms crossing]

I see. Not even so much as a hello for me, my dear?

[antedupmyheart.livejournal.com]

[Oh hey, it's a Luxord.]

I see no illusion here.

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

What are you doing here? Or did our Superior send you to babysit?

[nottherealthing.livejournal.com]

Marluxia.

[It's a replicaaa, although it's not as easy to tell, since he's not in dark mode at the moment.]

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

Hello, Riku.

[watches you suspiciously, as he's not quite sure which you are]

[rosewishes.livejournal.com]

Good thing it's not an illusion, then, huh.

[dismissive wave. now he's over his issues with Marluxias.]

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

I suppose it is rather more elaborate than any illusion I've seen produced. Hello, Riku.

[isirocks.livejournal.com]

[yeah, this guy is. completely ignoring Marluxia as he walks by with a box full of various fruits, vegetables, and other plants.]

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

[Watches you with one eyebrow raised. He's not used to people just ignoring him.

/late, but enabled. >>

[sunsettingly.livejournal.com]

[Oh hi, Riku will go about passing through this room as quickly as possible.]

orly? better late than never x3

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

[not quickly enough! seeing as you're not trying to kill him, he thinks you must be one of Vexen's replicas.]

Riku. Just where do you think you are going?