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[valorgasmic.livejournal.com]

 Are there any .. y'know ...

Sane Axels? Like, that actually wouldn't mind hanging out with me? I had one once, but now I keep running into ones that either want to kill me, totally hate my guts, or sing weird ... songs in my face.

And this is really annoying.

Looking from the outside

[white-canvass.livejournal.com]

[Someone caught the virus as well, and she's walking around, long given up on covering her mouth. The song was too painful for her heart to take and she needed to let it out.]


I thought you were my fairytale
A dream when I'm not sleeping
A wish upon a star
That's coming true
But everybody else could tell
That I confused my feelings with the truth
When there was me and you

I swore I knew the melody
That I heard you singing
And when you smiled
You made me feel
Like I could sing along
But then you went and changed the words
Now my heart is empty
I'm only left with used-to-be's
And once upon a song

Now I know you're not a fairytale
And dreams were meant for sleeping
And wishes on a star
Just don't come true
Cause now even I can tell
That I confused my feelings with the truth
Because I liked the view
When there was me and you

I can't believe that
I could be so blind
It's like you were floating
While I was falling
And I didn't mind

Cause I liked the view
Thought you felt it too
When there was me and you

[ooc; There may or may not be a certain someone she's directing this song too. In any case, it's dramatic. And the post below me is asking for it.]

go the distance

[blinded-wave.livejournal.com]

[Is it musical time? For someone who is blind, she sure looks happy, her fingers flying over the piano keys.]

Staring blankly ahead
Just making my way
Making my way
Through the crowd

And I need you
And I miss you
And now I wonder....

If I could fall
Into the sky
Do you think time
Would pass me by
'Cause you know I'd walk
A thousand miles
If I could
Just see you
Tonight

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[goin-quackers.livejournal.com]

Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay
My, oh my what a wonderful day!
Plenty of sunshine heading my way
Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay

Mister Bluebird's on my shoulder
It's the truth, it's actual
Everything is satisfactual
Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay
Wonderful feeling, wonderful day!

[Blinks in confusion, he's not sure where that just came from, he's hardly happy enough at the moment to be singing a song like that anyway]

ouch

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

[is sitting on a countertop in the bathroom adjoining the room he's been staying in, holding a wet cloth to the side of his neck and scowling at one of the mirrors. he's got some bandages in a little pile beside him but hasn't touched them just yet]

Figures I'd run into some fuckjob inside a few days. Kick his ass next time.

[is more or less grumbling to himself; he didn't exactly appreciate being bitten by a certain someone. several moments pass after he falls silent and he moves the cloth away just enough to inspect before pressing it to his throat again]

Hey Sora, could I get your help with something?

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[dilansummers.livejournal.com]

[Bodyslide by two should have worked well enough to get them back to Providence, yet... Here they still were. Showing up out of nowhere shouldn't have been too unusual to anyone nearby.]

Braig. Remind me again what you've gotten us into...

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[createdheart.livejournal.com]

[carrying a variety of sex toys and such, from whips to dildos of different colors, to handcuffs, and looking rather pleased but confused]

To those who were looking for weapons, or ways to defend yourselves, I found a room with many. I'm not sure what the plastic clubs do, but the rest may be useful!

[thinks he's being helpful]

...I am not sure what to do with much of this, though...


[ooc; yes, if there's a game room, there's a BDSM room with all the kinky shit. Plz to be excusing how naive he is, haha. Also, napping so will respond in an hour or so. Ish.]

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[wantstobeone.livejournal.com]

[ Patch looks like the saddest puppy ever settled against the leg of a table. he was playing with a little red ball beforehand, but now it's still, just barely brushing against his nose when he sighs. ]


I miss my pets...

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[paintedmelody.livejournal.com]

Er. This isn't the kitchens. I must have...taken a wrong turn or something.
Jeez, Sora, you're getting loopy without Roxas.

[he turns himself right around, only to find...no door?]

Uh--What's going on?
Riku? Demyx? Xemnas? ...Anyone?

[[ooc:: This is the Sora from cross_paths's AU. love him. o:]]

let's all get out.

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[so he's not too thrilled to be picking up after people, but he's picking up the broken glass in the kitchen anyway. looks like someone broke the china there, and it's scattered all over the place. armed with a dustpan and bare feet, he's picking things up.]

--n-no one come in here, 'k-... 'kay? There's broken glass and--and I really d-don't wanna see someone cut.

[even though, he's got quite a few band-aids himself, in some shorts and a t-shirt. a few scattered bruises and cuts here and there. none are fresh, though.]

let's waste time

[darknesswitch.livejournal.com]

[[she's in the kitchen, staring into the refrigerator.]]

... Hm. No pizza in here.

Roxas. I don't suppose you've found out if Pizza Hut delivers here, mm?

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[divinelunacies.livejournal.com]

[There's a berserker in this room, all beware. No, not one of the lesser Nobodies, either. Saïx has found herself wrapped up in a temporary loss of control.

What set her off isn't clear; there's nothing around to explain, and if there's a source of power for her here, she's yet to find it. Nonetheless, there are gashes in the walls from her weapon and blood smeared across the floor. She's wandering like a caged tiger, eyes glowing, body tense, desperately ready to lash out with violence at anyone that would wander too close. Judging by the blood dripping out her sleeve, she's already allowed her fake fury to overcome herself.]

[[ooc: Because mindless violence is fun!]]

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[fatedsacrifice.livejournal.com]

--Sora! ...Sora?

[he's looking around frantically, one hand pressed firmly against his abdomen, where there's a growing red stain peeking out through his fingers. but he doesn't seem to mind, instead getting to shaky feet and stumbling a few paces to the left, and then to the right.]

Goddamnit, Sora! What the hell...this wasn't where we were battling! I--

[he grunts in pain, gasping a bit and stopping with his movement.]

Sora!

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[[ooc: There was a lot of talk about Loveless-verse characters the other day, and since I had this guy created before all that, I thought I should post before someone else claimed Riku. xD;  Yes, he's the Sacrifice. Yes, Sora is his Fighter. Yes, he still has his ears. :x
Small, non-cat children might freak him out, and all cat-characters will probably help to convince him more people are total non-virgins. So. Have fun~?]]

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[foundherhope.livejournal.com]

(a Namine walks in, wearing casual clothes-jeans and a t-shirt-along with an old Red Socks baseball cap.)

Miss Gainsborough, I was wondering if-

(she freezes, this is NOT where she's supposed to be)

Where-where am I?!

((This Namine is a foster kid, who's been living in a place for abused foster girls for the last two years , which is run by Aerith. More info in her profile.))

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[sectionop.livejournal.com]

...No one told me that they were updating the training simulators.

[ooc: This Roxas is a part of Section, a secret government organization that stops terrorists.You don't choose to join Section- in Roxas's case, he was framed for murder and was given the choice to die or join Section. The things about Section are that you can't leave, you sometimes have to kill innocent people, and you can be 'canceled' if they think you're useless or a traitor. Roxas is one of the few with any soul left. (Loosely based off the storyline of 'La Femme Nikita.') So I succeed in making the OoC part longer than the IC. 8D]

it's not unusual to be loved by anyone~

[complexikey.livejournal.com]

...

I think I'm starting to remember one thing...

I... I love you, Kairi.

[burns red and turns to tap his head against the wall]

No, that sounds stupid... but I do remember, I should tell her shouldn't I?