sleepytime

[yourfighter.livejournal.com]

[sleeping Sora is sleeping, curled up on a couch like a cat. his tail's somewhere under the blanket draped over him, but his ears are clearly visible.]

Living is easy with eyes closed--

[holeboy.livejournal.com]

[balled up on his back on one of the smaller sofas, one arm bent under his neck as a pillow, the other resting on his stomach, knees crooked so his feet fit on the little love seat. he's in that weird state of almost-sleep where he could just as easily start dreaming as wake up and hold a hold a half-coherent conversation. probably not the best idea to fully pass out in a public place around here, anyway...]

[the bumblebee funrun]

[taintedmartyr.livejournal.com]

[you know the drill. aerith's all dressed up and ready to serve! The sign on the door has upgraded to an actual wooden sign next to the door way which advertises the 'Bumblebee Massage Parlor', with cute little flowers and bees painted on. it's very colorful. upon walking into the dimly lit room, a resplendently beautiful Aerith Gainsborough clad is skinthight brown nylon with furry cuffs and a bee tail and antennae approaches, inviting you to lay down and tell you what services are offered. ♥]

Welcome, everyone~

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[emptiedcup.livejournal.com]

I suppose I should step out of my normal fields of study, and into the more sociological.

Your favorite food, if you will.

as your reign comes to an end;

[obsolete13th.livejournal.com]

Things were crazy for awhile and now they've settled. How about some music, hmm? Anyone have anyone they recommend?

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[sexual.livejournal.com]

 So this place isn't all that bad ...

[clears his throat as he settles back on a recliner, slumped with his arms draped over the edge.]

Could be better, but I'm not worried about a utopia~

Dance of Death

[memory-forger.livejournal.com]

( [Inventory] )

[She's watching over the mock library and dragons for her clone, sitting in her usual chair and looking blankly ahead, once or twice prodding a stone in the direction of her dragon. After a while, she sighs and stands up, pacing a little.

The pacing turns into little dance steps, like she's dancing an imaginary one-person waltz.

Soon she has both Keyblade replicas out, still dancing. If anyone would see her right now, it's a mixture of deadly moves and a pretty, Oriental-like dance]

[ooc: Imagine Yuna's sending dance, minus the water and rod, plus two Keyblades. Yeah.]

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[300dollars.livejournal.com]

Analysis: Nearly all of you are still the most Pavlovian cocksuckers in existence, possibly winning a Pulitzer in Gay.

WHEN RINGING A BELL, THE MOUTH STARTS WATERING FOR DONG, EVEN WHEN THERE'S NO DONG IN SIGHT

HEARING THE SOUND OF A SLIGHTLY FEMININE BOY, A GAGGLE OF FAGGOTS TRIP THEMSELVES DOWN THE STAIRS TRYING TO LOCATE IT.

The faggots can be baited by recording this sound and playing it on any stereo, record player, or eight track.

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[a-ccidentalism.livejournal.com]

Anyone here good with biomechatronics?

Or y'know, replacing lost eyes and such.

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[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[looking around the dressing room, followed by a two-headed dragon hatchling; she's carrying what appears to be a ball of vines]

Marluxia~ [grumbles] Where is he?

(( I thought the description for dark-green dragons suited Marluxia. >.> and I'm done bandwagoning now))

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[smallestflame.livejournal.com]

[by himself, as per usual- coloring in one of the books he found. normally the mischievous and grinning one, he's a little out of sorts. he's homesick and lonely- and it seems like all the adults are preoccupied with their own thing and little Axel is as bored as bored can be]

...

Hmph.

[colors outside the lines on purpose]

I wish this place was funner, and people liked me more.

[pout]

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[keyofforesight.livejournal.com]

(a female keyblade master stumbles in through one of the many doors. she looks pretty exhausted and beat up, and collapses against a wall. she doesn't even notice that she's not where she's supposed to be, but instead takes out a potion, drinking it. various bruises and cuts heal. she just sits there, probably trying to get some sleep. after a few minutes, her eyes glaze over, and she starts muttering. it's hard to make out what she's saying, but you can just barely hear something about 'the wrong place' and 'overwhelming darkness'.)

((This is Taylor, and based off an idea for a keyblade master I thought of a while ago. She's a keyblade master who is slightly prophetic. You see, whenever she falls asleep, she starts muttering, and the stuff she's muttering is what's going to happen. It's typically about bad things that are going to happen, though. Also, she's a light sleeper, so waking her up will be easy.))

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[dancingwaterix.livejournal.com]

...Brixon, I uh. Know those places you were thinking about going to sounded cool but I kinda have uh... other obligations at the moment. Yea.

This doesn't even look like another world... well, not one I've heard of.

[ooc: We need more World Refugees people. Have a Demyx.]

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[theroomconfines.livejournal.com]

[ hysteric at this point, Sora's shoving at every wall he can find. he has to escape; if he doesn't, he's sure to go insane. he searches frantically for something hidden that will open a door leading to the outside world. ]

What the hell? Come on...!

[ in the end he bangs on the walls. ]

Get me out of here!

happens to everyone

[tauntingly.livejournal.com]

[someone found a basketball and, to his immense relief, a gym, so he's playing by himself to pass the time. the guy's not sure if he's wanting to make any friends, what with his brother's commentary about the weirdoes all around]

And he shoots...

[he throws the ball, which bounces off a wall and hits him square on the nose, making him stumble and curse a bit]

Ow, sonofa..!

[damn, just not the same as the school gym]

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[thelastking.livejournal.com]

(it appears that at some point, Tirian found a weapons room, and a replacement sword. he's practicing with it in the gym.
really, he shouldn't be practicing with sandbags, they're not made for swo-
RIIIIPPP!!!
oops... he glances around, hoping no one was planning to use that particular sandbag any time soon..)

((I'm going to bed, so responses will be made tomorrow))

in my head.

[schizoxas.livejournal.com]

[he's just minding his own business when he takes a plate of cake--and it promptly crashes straight through his fingers onto the floor. he's translucent, now. with a grumble, he sighs.]

He's awake again.

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[bastardflame.livejournal.com]

[fold, press the crease, unfold, pull... and...]

Okay. Ugliest crane I've ever seen.

[crushes it in his fist, sets it on fire then blows the ashes from his palm, starting over again.

...

Hey, when there's nothing else to do you sometimes pick up an odd hobby. At least he wasn't knitting or something.]

rain falls.

[silverlocked.livejournal.com]

[this guy's just tinkering on an old tv and vcr, trying to figure out how exactly it works. he's taking a break, though, and drinking some oil. mm. oil.]

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[childofdawn.livejournal.com]

[Kagami pokes his head out of a portal (probably Axel's), with an expression that you should be wary of. He tosses out something green- it looks kinda like the green dragon eggs, but more jelly like...]

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[muted-heart.livejournal.com]

[what was that there? It was... a thing a large... moving thing.

...

Well actually it was a Sora draped in a few blankets, miserable face poking out from beneath the mass, eyes glassy and cheeks flushed. He wasn't feeling very well and was looking for a good place to nest and pass out until he felt better.

Somewhere in that mass of blankets was his notepad, but his limbs were too achey to find it so he could scribble a plea for help... a tylenol, cold cloth. anything.

Oh well.

This spot of floor was fine.

Cushioned by his layers of blankets he collapsed on the floor]

...mmn.

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[soragasmic.livejournal.com]

[IRKED. VERY. IRKED.

Points at a door]

Everyone? THIS is a door. They provide PRIVACY.

You know... privacy?

Where you can jerk someone off in the safety of a room?

Yeah, that sort of privacy.

[squirms]

It's a wonderful invention. Doors.

The more you should know. This service announcement was brought to you by Sora's who don't wanna see people splooging in their pants when all they wanted was a sandwich.

Thanks very much!

[ooc: lawl. he saw his bandmates doing naughty things in public. REALLY AXEL, ROXAS. GET A ROOM U GAIZ. lD]

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[unwillingminion.livejournal.com]

 It's official.

Whatever dumped us all here wants to see how long it takes before we snap.

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[worshipnowplz.livejournal.com]

[Looks rather clueless for someone who is supposed to be so god-like, standing there with loose pants and a looser shirt. In his arms is a tiny, tiny little white dragon with wings that don't quite work, biting at everything, including him and his hair. Frowning, he holds it up in front of him, and makes a face as it promptly tries to bite at his face and nose]

...Does anyone else have a "pet" like this? I don't know what to...do with it.

[eventually, it curls up in his hands, yawning and gnawing absently on a few strands of his hair sleepily]