or it gets the hose again;

[prodigiousson.livejournal.com]

[he's shirtless, a light sheen of sweat over his bared chest. There's a sword in his hand, but he's putting it down lightly on a table. It's always good to practice]

I had become slothful. My normally ruthless vigor when it comes to such practices has seemed to have left me. I must correct that.

should've never glorified

[unbridledhate.livejournal.com]

[look who's bored out of his mind in the kitchen, scrounging around the fridge for something his appetite is begging for.]

crash and burn.

[lividhostility.livejournal.com]

[there's a bang and a loud crash. the sound was caused by a random closet door opening swiftly, its contents spilling out into the hallway. among them is a disgruntled brunet boy.]

What the hell!

[ooc: hehe. unbridledhate's stepbrother.]

Nothing's gonna change my world--

[holeboy.livejournal.com]

[still done up in his outfit from the costume party, lounging on one of the out-of-the-way sofas. cane across his knees and tophat in his hands, twisting and flexing the brim in his fingers. someone's got something on his mind...]

you aren't in sight

[beyondthedawn.livejournal.com]

So let's get something straight here.

You all lay around and accept this?

This place? It sucks.

There are things we could do. Like breaking the glass ceiling in the ballroom, or trying to find a window somewhere. Come on, doesn't anyone have some motivation to get out of here? I just arrived and I'm stir crazy.

3 4 15 16 23 42-i feel like i'm on Lost.

[lostrefugee.livejournal.com]

(she's holding a radio, looking for someone. finally, she just shouts)

I'm looking for a Vexen or a Pence. Has anyone seen either recently?

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[deceptioning.livejournal.com]

[glances around frantically] Umm...

[finally just starts shouting, cupping his hands around his mouth] ROXAS!! WHAT'D WE DO NOW?

...Um. Has anybody seen Roxas? [glances down at cell phone] I finished the mission and he said that we're free for the whole day, but that's boring! There's gotta be somethin' else to do...

........You start a fire inside that I could never control...........

[infinity-cycle.livejournal.com]

[If anyone is observant enough, they may realize the carpeting upon a certain corridor is soaked to the bone. The water would appear to be trickling out barely from under the wall to a residental room, should a person stop to look.]



[ ooc : You'll have to go in and find him if you need a response, since boy-o there is very much in dream-land in the damned shower with his clothes on, dozing away, like the genius he is. Recurring theme much? ]

Not exactly my day...

[horizonfyre.livejournal.com]

[It's one of those stupid yuppie coffee places--the exact kind he hates. But it's the last place anyone he knows would look for him. So he hides out there behind the warped glass that they call 'classy' and 'modern', trying to watch the people outside, even though all he can make out are rough spaces and colors. Eventually sick of it and certain he hasn't been followed, Axel hits the streets, not bothering to pay.]


(ooc: the outside is a lie. he's hallucinating and doesn't know it yet)

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[simplehero.livejournal.com]

It's doooone~!

[now that almost an entire room is filled with chalk drawings made mainly by himself and a few other people, this dusty boy needs to do something with his multicolored hands and legs. he's still wearing that short little blue dress with the black polka dots, too.]

somebody to lean on.

[sterling-mind.livejournal.com]

[he's in the kitchen with a sundae the size of his arm, and a jar of cherries next to him. he takes one by the stem, eats it and pops the stem in his mouth. after a few seconds, he sticks his tongue out and... there's a perfect knot in it.]

Ice cream always passes time.

complicated heart of mine;

[cericelight.livejournal.com]

I hope you've been giving yourself time to recover, Axel. I don't need you hurt.

And Sora... sorry I worried you. I didn't mean for you to have to deal with that.

after all this time;

[alldadsareold.livejournal.com]

[sitting on a sofa towards the back of the room, not really focused on anything in particular. there's a pen in his hand, and he's clicking it absently while staring at an opened calendar, marked to this very day.]

[huffs a tired sigh. this time of year was always tough.]

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[motelhq.livejournal.com]

[ he's jumpy again, fidgety too, especially when he looks at the small sheet-covered dome on the table in front of him. he smiles at it one moment then frowns the next and looks down at his feet. ]

He'll like this, I know he will.

live alone with just.

[slavingly.livejournal.com]

[not at the piano, not with a guitar, but simply tapping against the table with a flat hand and a cupped hand. he's waiting for the water to boil, singing idly.]

I walked, I ran, I jumped, I flew,
Right off the ground to float to you.
There's no gravity to hold me down, for real,
But somehow I'm still alive inside,
You took my breath, but I survived.
I don't know how, but I don't even care.

So how do you expect me
To live alone with just me?
'Cause my world revolves around you,
It's so hard for me to breathe...

the day the whole world went away;;

[amnesiatically.livejournal.com]

So ... guess it's back to waiting for Roxas.

[which he knows is a lost cause, but he needs some kind of motivation around here. some thought to distract him since he's trying hard not to slip back to alcohol again. in front of him is an array of playing cards, and he's switching and flipping-- solitaire. he also has a pretty huge bruise on the left side of his face near his eye.]

love their endless worshipping.

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

[fresh out of the shower with a towel slung low around his waist, Axel just may be singing softly under his breath:]

I want to take his eyes out
Just for looking at you
Yes I do
I want to take his hands off
Just for touching you
Yes I do

And I want to rip his heart out
Just for hurting you
And I want to break his mind down
Yes I do

And I want to make him
Regret life since the day he met you
Yes I do
And I want to make him
Take back all that he took from you
Yes I do

[he takes an extra towel, drying his hair, lost in his own little world]

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[girloftwilight.livejournal.com]

[still in her Tinkerbell costume from the party, Olette is found cradling a purple dragon egg. Since she got here (maybe a day or two ago) she's seen a few people with one- and how could she resist? The purple egg was so pretty!

Smiling to herself she settled in the library, egg cushioned in her lap, and she pulled out a book- and coincidence? It was about a dragon too!]

Once upon a time...

[ooc: c-clicky? lD? ]

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[yourfighter.livejournal.com]

[he's found the game room and he's playing the first game he found, not really caring what it is. truth be told, he just wanted something normal to do.

oh, and there's a dragon egg wrapped in blankets next to him.]

[ooc: click please? ♥]

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[mergingly.livejournal.com]

Well, this is interesting. What's Sora gotten me into now?

[[ooc:: this Sora has a Roxas that likes to take over on occasion. From slavingly's 'verse.]]

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[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

[Bored Axel is bored. He's been taking it easy, a phrase which here means being frustratingly idle with no motivation to subject himself to the toil of doing something about it. A good night's sleep did indeed do him some good, but that doesn't change the fact that he still feels a little weakened. Even if he weren't, he'd be hard pressed to find something entertaining to do that wouldn't involve getting in lots of trouble. He promised his Roxas that he'd try not to pick fights with people, and as much fun as socializing was, there was only so much socializing one could do before everything got mindnumbingly repetitive.

Axel is flopped down on a couch with a book in his hand, but he's not reading it; it's dangling over the edge of said couch. Axel seems to have dozed off...]

or am i just origami;

[a-ccidentalism.livejournal.com]

[Sacrilege! An Axel in the kitchen? Fortunately, this one is just sitting near a counter, drinking tea. Yes, tea. Green chai with cinnamon, ginger, and cloves. Having to spend time with Munchkin and those other scientist-types in the Organization unfortunately means picking up a few of their habits (and occasionally being their tea-boy, but why bother with the details?).

He's only here because of the party last night. Champagne + Demyx + Axel = drinking contest = hangover. Despite what people say about sticking with straight water the morning after, the spiciness of the tea is helping him far more. He's actually starting to remember what happened, for one. Now if the headache would just go away...]

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[twicealie.livejournal.com]

[n-no! He thought he was safe. H-How did he get here? It had to be him. Sure he's seen some alternates of that face... but Roxas knew him. He could never forget his face, his tone of voice.

They made eye contact. He smirked. He knew.

So Roxas ran.

He felt sick to his stomach and his vision blurred, chest aching from running so hard. And he tripped, landing hard.]

N-no.

Got get... up. Keep... running.

[but he collapsed, he just couldn't anymore.]

[ooc: *cues JAWS theme* lD]

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[realisethiswish.livejournal.com]

.. huh, okay, this definitely isn't Wonderland.

Has anyone seen Riku? I've gotta make sure he's okay after getting Geostigma.

And can someone please tell me where this place is?

[ooc; canon!Kairi, though comes from an rp where they just had an FFVII event.]