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[not-tooold.livejournal.com]

[there's a man who just appeared in the room, whitish hair and... fast asleep. there are too many young'uns in here! So have a grandpa!Sora]

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[piecespuzzled.livejournal.com]

[there's a sharp cry that echoes through the dressing room, and abruptly, a boy falls from the ceiling, landing with another cry-

-and promptly splintering into tiny pieces. His eyes, fingers, hands, wrists, all of it go scattering across the ground, and he shuts off]

[ooc; kiiind of a defective boy. He was made from the scraps of other robots, meant as a toy for a scientist's son. Help put him back together and you get yourself a little play-mate]

._.

[paopusmile.livejournal.com]

I have and important question!!

Who decided that cookies had to be round?

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[wheresmypixie.livejournal.com]

[falling into the room then floating right back up, everyone gets to have a PeterPan!Sora!]

What...the heck is this place?

cry for the mercy of my end ♫

[complexikey.livejournal.com]

........

...what... happened?

[[pale, bandaged and confused. his rampage was stopped by fleurdemort, and he was saved by destinedtinsel. the whole experience has left this riku completely amnesiac. he doesn't even know his own name. all he knows is what him, sora, and kairi look like.]]

...

Am I dead?

[stares at the bloody keyblade in his hand, and groans in pain as he tries to get up]

Ugh...

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[brokencopy.livejournal.com]

Hey, uh...

[a pause, as he tries to come up with the right words]

Say you just found out that you're a fake. Like, apparently you knew before, but somehow you forgot. What would you do?

but it's following you

[alterare.livejournal.com]

...I can go home now, right?

[ooc; this roxas was successfully recaptured and brought back to the organization, but because they didn't have naminé, they were unable to return his memory or personality to normal.]

when the living's eeh-zee

[everlyafter.livejournal.com]

Heh, almost feels like summer vacation...

Hey, I know there's all ready a hot tub or two, but I found an entire pool on one of the lower levels! Let's go for a swim, Sora.

Oh, and Axel, you still owe me a date~

[and she's wearing a bikini she was able to find.]

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[wrongeinstein.livejournal.com]

(a Braig enters, wearing a typical scientist's coat and holding a bottle of some sort of alcohol. He speaks with a German accent, and sounds exasperated.)

Roxas, are you sure that going to your Aunties' house will work? What with Mr. Spinalzo and.....

(trails off, noticing that this isn't the van. he pauses, then stares at the bottle)

I think I overdid it.

(he puts the cap on the bottle, then puts the bottle in his pocket)

((Say hello to Doctor Braig Einstein, based off the play Arsenic and Old Lace~
Also, can someone point me in the direction of some good Xigbar avatars? I'm having difficulty finding them.))

Once upon a time things were so easy

[cutestreaper.livejournal.com]

Gee, I sit down to finally get something done and then something else happens!

[standing around shirtless and in black pajama pants, looking pretty put off.]

when everything was like a loaded gun.

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[slowly, his guard is beginning to drop. he ventures further out to explore the dressing room with less caution. currently, he looks so out of place in the spotless kitchen with his ripped up jeans and dirty shoes. at least his white cotton tee looks fairly decent. both uzi pistols are tucked safely in their own holsters on both his thighs. he's currently fixing himself a glass of milk. he hasn't had something like that in months.]

to be here.

[skaterboard.livejournal.com]

[he skids into the room, looking like a relatively normal teenager except for large metal bands around his left arm and ankle, dogtags around his neck. he looks around rather wildly, before pausing and straightening. scratches the back of his head.]

... uh, hi. I... haven't been in this part of the Agency, but, uh, whatever.

Anyone see a blue skateboard?

[ooc; hayner is the one of the three last surviving humans on earth, having been miraculously saved at birth from something akin to the bubonic plague. :c instead of being a normal hayner who's bubbleheadedly, he's very intelligent from years of cramming in his head. he lives in an organization like the CIA/FBI under very close supervision. he's best friends with olette and roxas, the other two survivors.]

speak pretty words and sharpen your knives

[wrongmove.livejournal.com]

...y'know, I kinda figured hell would have a little more fire and brimstone than this.

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[graceful-petals.livejournal.com]

[comes strolling in like nothing]

...This definitely isn't my closet...

Hm. Hahahaaa. >D


[smirk]

[ooc: From the same universe as truememories and whereyou_are]

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[rubberduckyboi.livejournal.com]

[stands with his hands open in anticipation, a huge grin on his face]
Thanks for paying me early, I really owe you one Mr.-[opening his eyes he finds nothing in his hands and finds himself standing in a dressing room that smelt like too much febreeze]
Wait a minute....This isn't Starbucks! No, no, no, no, NO! I needed that paycheck to get a new goldfish...
[holding a pout he searched on the floor hoping to find the envelope somewhere in the room]
Why is it always money I end up losing, why not a sock or something! [mumbles to self while sliding on the floor]

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[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

Alright, you know what? No more moping. Someone half-fucking decent go on a date with me right now.

C'mon, c'mon. Form a line, I'll pick out my favorite.

[... probably not the best approach, but.]

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[brbstreaking.livejournal.com]

[aaaaaaaaand runs through the door, butt-naked, cheeks flushed]

Guuuuyssssss, don't, I reeeeally need my clothes back!

[ooc; I'M GOING TO HELL. see his profile for info lmfaooo. After getting a little drunkish, someone told him that taking off his clothes was a good idea so he did.

eta; butt-naked? buck-naked? Woe, I have seen both.  ]

[[waaaaaaarning there be porn!]]

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[heart-astray.livejournal.com]

[Having found some slacks and a more fitted shirt, he was looking far more content than when he first got here. Still timid and a little shy around all these people, he was trying to open up. Trying.

Finding a comfy spot on the floor he put a freshly made sandwich in his lap. When shifting in place to get more comfortable he'd wince as hidden bruises pressed against the hard floor.

But ignoring that he munched on his sandwich as quietly as he could, peeking up at people as they walked by. Finally he smoothed out his shirt, fingers trembling from his nerves]

S-So...

I... I can do anything I want here?

[spoken with awe, but a little bit of hesitation]

now in i go like a fool

[fireveined.livejournal.com]

[lying on the floor with a mouth full of blood.]

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[invader-sokee.livejournal.com]

[Walks in curiously]

Wow... My closet didn't used to be this big.... Hmmm....

[Looks around]

[occ: I'm a canon!Kairi, my friend is making me an icon so you know who i am.]