Another Report

[radianceinzero.livejournal.com]

Something about this place has unnerved me for some time, and I'd like to share some thoughts and an investigation with all of you.

This world, or "dressing room", is generally considered a crossroad: a line between infinite number of parallel dimensions with the common thread of name and appearance, if nothing else. One might consider it a Traverse or Twilight Town on a different scale, but that comparison seems mostly superficial.

Consider the very nature of these halls. Just from the basic headcount Ienzo (or Zexion as some of you know him) began to tally recently, there are at least hundreds of alternate individuals residing here. However, there is never a crowding. I'd go as far as to say these quarters are generously spacious to the point one can go unnoticed for some time. Beyond that, the dressing room never lacks anything. Whenever a need arises, it is often met infinitely, with food being the obvious example. Existence in respect to space is entirely deviant, and I've been wondering for some time what can trigger the cause. The only comparable existence I can come up with is Castle Oblivion, which was able to change shape to accommodate memory. If the forces behind that world are in play here, then the dressing room is able to fit into the world as I (and a good deal of you) know it.

Such an answer would still seem unsatisfying, however. There are no such duplications in any of our respective universes, nor explanation why some alternates are here in greater numbers, or even any explanation as to how anyone arrives. I had first considered that death was the trigger, but it seems many of you (thankfully) have not died in your original worlds. I think it may be possible that the alternates here are drawing in the others, but I currently have no basis to back that hypothesis.

In any case, something very simple should be able to determine if this world is apart of the prior universe. Since the normal rules of Heart-Body-Soul seem to be in effect, it's very possible this world also has a keyhole. And if that is to be the case, I'd like to be in contact with a Sora or any other keyblade master capable of sealing it.

and you'd scream if you knew what I did last Halloween;

[turnhimloose.livejournal.com]

[pounds a wall in frustration]

I've tried every mirror in this place, every glass of water, and every reflective pendant and nothing works.

Dammit, where's my crystal ball when I need it?

oh, cute.

[imperfectdouble.livejournal.com]

Whoever put this on my door:



Do come forward. I'd love to have a chat.

( Full version under the cut, lmfao. )

Your artistic skills suck. how did you get a picture of me in the first place--!



I'm blaming everyone-- yes, you too Axel-- until I find out who it was.

[[ooc; lulz whoever wants to take credit for this (if anyone), can. I'M JUST RETARDED. ♥]

beauty has a price;

[everlyafter.livejournal.com]

[looks down at her baggy black sweat pants and old, worn band shirt covered over with a tattered red hoodie]

Hmm, maybe it is time for a little make over. That sun dress before wasn't all that bad I guess.

May 2nd, 2008

[white-canvass.livejournal.com]

[The mock library is now overflowing with books, scrounged by Namine from her numerous expeditions.]

Um, so far, these are the books I've found. I don't know if there are more, but I think this is a decent number for a reading corner.

[A slight pause] My friend also found some reading materials in another room, but she said it's better off if you don't come near it. She mentioned something about 'snakes', and how it would be bad if you were a Sora or a Riku.

[And with that out of the way, she continues her little work. Well, she's a little jumpy today, almost upsetting books as soon as she arranges them.]

u-fig

[13th.livejournal.com]

[there's a voice down a hall that's singing, and carelessly at that. he doesn't know where he's going.]


Melting the sun, melting the sun, who wants to come with me I'm melting the sun~

//who's getting warmer, now that I'm gone...?

[kalos-pontikos.livejournal.com]

[Minerva wanders in, pauses, then sighs and sits quietly on a stone in the garden. She's in human form, dressed in simple white and gold robes.]

Er, pou ime? ...This isn't my garden.

Gee. The one time I give that overbearing Marluxia the slip, and I end up lost! Maybe he won't be too angry...after all, this is the month I supposed to return to Mother.

Can someone please give me directions back to the Underworld? I tried going back the way I came...but it didn't work.

[OOC: Meet Persephone!Minnie. I just love fudging up the myths. Feel free to jump into the fray. And "pou ime"=where am I?]

we can't reach.

[uberheinous.livejournal.com]

How do you kill the shadows?

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[rifiuto.livejournal.com]

Why do people drink alcohol?

It alters so many parts about a body. Leaves you open to attack, weakens you.

It's foolish.

[Frown]



[ooc; coming from a Riku who has never had a drink, and sticks to health food. XD]

when you're alone and no one's home.

[tinyhope.livejournal.com]

[--whump, totally rolled off of the couch while asleep, and he's still sound asleep. didn't plan for it to work out like this, but there's an unfinished solitaire game on the table and a few empty cans of soda beside it.]

instead of just invisible.

[ofgrey.livejournal.com]

[perched at the sink, cleaning off quite a few dishes to relieve stress. mutters--almost a growl--]

Can't anyone pick up after themselves, or do they need a maid?

jungle of smiles.

[celaje.livejournal.com]

... now where'd my eyepatch go.

[lol uh. there is no eye in his socket, just skin covering the inside of his head. so there's a socket, skin, no eyelid, no nothing. |:]

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[trainerofdark.livejournal.com]

[this is odd. In the middle of the hall, sprawled out on the floor is a Riku, with several strange creatures on top of him, all wearing the Heartless Emblem. He gives a slight groan, attempting to shift himself, causing all of the creatures to move off of him]

Gah... just what I need. Didn't think there were any pits at that park, but I guess I was wrong. So much for "fair game".

[only... he realizes this isn't anything close to where he was before]

Wait a sec... this definitely doesn't look like Goldenrod city.

[ooc: Say hello to Pokemon Trainer!Riku, from gotta_catchem. He's brand new, so I'm giving him a test run here. Oh, and feel free to be confused by the use of Heartless Emblems. That would be lulz.]

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[checkedcat.livejournal.com]

Someone feed me.

watching it all fade away.

[fuegisa.livejournal.com]

[she's devilishly smirking as she makes her way down hallways, singing a little tune to herself. every end of a line is marked by something caught on fire, a little flick of her finger as she conducts an imaginary orchestra.]

'Til everything burns,
While everyone screams,
Burning their lies,
Burning my dreams.

All of this hate,
And all of this pain,
I'll burn it all down,
As my anger reigns;
'Til everything burns...

I'm curing viewers by thousands;

[lackofmelody.livejournal.com]

[have a Sora, looking quite confused. There is a small trickle of blood coming from a cut on his forehead, and a pair of goggles around his neck. He's panting slightly]

This... isn't Cloud 9 is it? Don't tell me someone drugged me? Or is this the new V.I.P. room?

[ooc; raver! Sora.]

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[pencils-on-hand.livejournal.com]

(Have a pre CoM Namine who's in junior high currently )

.....This ...doesn't look like the quad... I ...where is this?

my michelle.

[fadedcharcoal.livejournal.com]

[making some cookies in the kitchen, humming happily~. and frosting. yum yum. don't mind the weapons the belt around her waist. they're very pointy, sharp and lethal looking, but she won't be using them unless you bother her.]

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[boardspeech.livejournal.com]

[ detached from everyone else, Roxas sits pleasantly in the kitchen. he kicks his legs back and forth on a tall chair while scooping cereal from a bowl to his mouth. his fish, never far, sit on the table in their oddly shaped tank.

there is an empty bowl, a spoon, a box of cereal (Lucky Charms to be exact) and a jug of milk in front of the chair next to him as if he's expecting company. they're only there as an offering for anyone who wants to join him. ]

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[hiddenaether.livejournal.com]

[For the past hour, a mysterious person has been hiding out by one of the rafters. A white mask resembling a rat hides his face, though his hair still sticks out rather painfully obviously. Eventually, he jumps down to the floor and pulls off the mask, stowing it away in the small pack on his back. He takes a deep, slow breath, before glancing around and studying the occupants of the room.]

[to self] Never thought I'd see a place like this again. Everyone looks familiar this time, though. Everyone... [swallows, then puts on a bright smile.]

Hey everyone!

Is there, uh, a designated welcome guy around here by any chance?


[OOC; HI. New player here bringing you Naruto-style ninja!Sora, currently 19 years of age and a member of ANBU. He has memories of the "Room" you may or may not have heard about, and won't be altogether be surprised about this place. (Nai, I expect sex for this. <3)]

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[atotalsap.livejournal.com]

[he doesn't know much about computers, aside from hitting buttons and clicking things until he finds what he wants. by trial and error, though, he's figured out how to at least operate one without completely breaking it.

currently, he's curled up against the wall, an open laptop a foot or so away, a quiet piece playing. he's fast asleep.]

because this kid has no life,

[cupidly.livejournal.com]

[clears his throat, clutching several large bags in his arms with a huff and sweat. setting them down unceremoniously, he flops back onto his butt and flutters those little wings, wincing and still in pain from growing.]

Hey .. everyone ...! [breathes deep, trying louder,]

Hey everyone! I came up with this neat idea to tell each other apart and I made tons of different pendants for everyone!

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[falsemove.livejournal.com]

[He was expecting it to be a grueling thought process. Not just a night, perhaps several... because really, it was a lot to swallow, wasn't it? Except it surprisingly wasn't and as soon as his head hit pillow that night he knew. Which was rather annoying, if he stopped to think about it. It also made his insides all squirmy. But... he had his decision, now to find the doc.

Deciding to wait out in the open (but not so open that there would be an audience) he cleared his throat]

O-Oi...

Doctor Axel?

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[emptiedcup.livejournal.com]

Still no progress on escape.

I see some do not mind it, though.

290 calories in one serving

[thesplendorsof.livejournal.com]

I can only hope you're all as stupid as you look.

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[committing.livejournal.com]

[nursing a bottle of beer. there are quite a few more scattered around, too.]

I wonder if he'll hate me for it. [sigh] Roxae are complicated creatures.

after closing time.

[13th.livejournal.com]

[a certain someone has found a room in the basement now, claiming it his home. the floor is partially made of cement partially made of sand. the walls are bricked and cinder, haphazardly cemented together and the smell of mildew hangs in the air. all he needs is that familiar rush and whistle, the caution tape and the blood splattered all over the walls and floors and it'd be just like home.

there he sits in an abandoned little corner, snug as a bug with oblivion in his lap.]

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[xdarkillusionx.livejournal.com]

How interesting. In a little over a month, I'll be eighteen. I honestly wouldn't be surprised if I remained her during that time, since it's already been roughly two or three months, I would assume. Of course, I don't have many complains. Several of my associates are here, and this has been an intriguing experience.

Anyway, to whom it may concern, I should have more of my totals tomorrow. I aim to cover Marluxia, Xemnas, and some others then, so do be expecting this soon.

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[unmasking.livejournal.com]

[Sits up with a start and a sharp intake of breath, looking around quickly before a hand moved up to touch his face. Frowning, he runs his fingers over his own features before looking down at his hands and finally the floor.]

I...I want my mask back.

[At this his clenches his fists, which are curiously bloody.]

What did I..? I can't have...

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[shutupandwork.livejournal.com]

... That stupid bastard. Went off and decided to run on his own again, didn't he.

Sulky, aloof, stupid bullshit is what it is. The hell did you go to now, Cloud...

[ooc: HI. KH!BARRET. THAT IS ALL.]