I just want you and your beautiful soul~

[twicetomorrow.livejournal.com]

[Have Dad!Roxas, sitting on the floor and frowning at a black box with an obvious ON/OFF switch]

...

Alright, Axel, now or never. Want to know what Earth's like?

[[note - When Roxas flips the switch ON? All magic is nullified - that is, spiky hair completely deflates, white/silver hair turns blond, pointy ears round out, eye colors normalize to something more mundane, if your hair is a weird color it'll approximate to the nearest "natural" color it can come up with. The field extends for 20 feet around the box.]]

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[sivvysivetxt.livejournal.com]

[while not many inhabitants of the dressing room know Anixthe illusnrypuppter, or know her too well, the petite illusionist Nobody certainly has made herself somewhat at home in the dressing room, though bored at the lack of people to bother for entertainment purposes.

IN ANY CASE

Her older brother's come looking for his wallet, and, accompanied by his cats, he steps out of a portal, trying to make heads or tails out of the place. Shouldn't be too hard to find the girl, right? Then again, he's easily mistaken cats for his sister.]

Hey hey!

Has anyone seen a Nobody that goes by the name of Anixthe around here? About this high, with purple markings, and a collection of cats?

[he looks down at his cats, whom bring him a doll of the Deceitful Illusion]

Seen a girl that looks like this doll, anyways?

She stole my wallet.

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[cactibutt.livejournal.com]

Man, are you guys dead yet? I'm starvin'.

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[hulahaet.livejournal.com]

IT'S ALWAYS HYENAS

ALWAYS

WHYYYYY

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[cagedmemories.livejournal.com]

[she's just sitting on one of the couches, completely lost in the drawing she's working on.]

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[atotalsap.livejournal.com]

[he's in the weight room with a sudden need to be training, attempting every machine he comes across and making pretty good use of the punching bag.]

[until a particularly hard blow with the flat end of the Keyblade sends the bag flying off its chain.]

... Whoops.

we want it all.

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

[sprawled out on one of the couches is an exhausted looking Axel. dark slashes of purple sit pretty under slitted emerald eyes, accompanied by giant cat-like yawns every now and then as he tosses and turns, trying to get comfortable. for once, his hair is up in a high ponytail, damp red spikes jutting more haphazardly than usual down his bare back. if one bothered to pay attention, they'd notice the scratches and even a few bites here and there -- his chest is guaranteed to sport at least a half-dozen more]

Sunshine, I've got [yawn] a proposition for you.

[proceeds to stretch out completely, back arching like a feline before he flops back down on his tummy]

How the hell does anyone sleep in this place?

alternate

[key-of-future.livejournal.com]

[He's looking at a random mirror weirdly, pulling at his hair, before attempting to flatten it.

And fail. ]

Hey, uh, a question to the masses. Did any of you guys changed appearance when you got here? Did you always look like that or was it different in your world?

[Flatten...sproiing, spiky again]

no air no air.

[greypetals.livejournal.com]

[he's stumbling in with a sash that reads 'JUNIOR DESTINY ISLANDS' and a large bouquet that he can barely hold in his arms. some of those pink flowers are in his hair, too.]

Roxas, if you don't take the stupid bouquet, I'm going to fall down and scrape another knee and I'm blaming it on you...

[ooc; yes, another miniRiku. this one gets shoved into pageants, but at least his best friend Roxas come and don't embarrass him... much.]

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[whenihavetobe.livejournal.com]

... Odd.

orange river

[pouty.livejournal.com]

[now with Riku's bouquet in his arms, he's walking around with a slightly disturbed expression on his face.]

Dad's house got big like Sora did, too.

Awkward turtle.

[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

[sitting at the edge of the pool, pants rolled up and his feet in the water, is swishing them around]

[first time he's been out of the attic, in the daytime, since the costume party - has been hiding from a certain Axel for a few days]

[sings quietly to himself] Loo loo loo, I've got some apples~ [glances around anxiously]

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[paintedmelody.livejournal.com]

[there's a very sloppy looking pair of headphones on his ears, feeding him some much needed music as he moves his paintbrush to and fro. when he finally pulls it away, there's a tiny kitten laying down in front of him.]

[he sighs, picks it up, and lays back on a pillow.]

I think I'll name you Demyx..

reset the sadness.

[cross-paths.livejournal.com]

[those large sunlight spots are finally gone, and he's glowing a little less. he's already visited the shrine Axel built for him once, and it cheered him up to at least know one person appreciated the sun. he's laying with his arms crossed in front of him, sleepy. some nice onigiri are in front of him, that he apparently made.]

I wonder if the sakura trees are alright now. They're probably blooming all over Shinshu Field and Hana Valley.

[he looks down towards the reflector, glaive and pouch beside him. even gods can gloom.]

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[destati-13.livejournal.com]

[Here's a Roxas who looks like he has seen better days. He's sitting in the kitchen in one of the chairs, his face on the table and his hands laced around the back of his head. He's got a splitting headache, and a little bit of discoloration is showing up around his neck - being strangled by a crazy Saïx will do that to you.]

[deep sigh] Why does everyone around here attack you if you try and speak with them...?

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[puppet.livejournal.com]

[a Kairi who's a little younger than most of the Kairis here - maybe thirteen - appears in a portal of light, a small Mac laptop on legs following her. she blinks and looks around]

This isn't any place in Wellakh I've ever been to... Spot, can you show me the spell we used for that gating? I think we messed up.

[looks around and swallows]

Big time.

[ooc: Young Wizards!Kairi! Yes, she's Dairine. Post-W@W. Info's in her profile~]

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[domesticvictim.livejournal.com]

(a Namine in her early-to-mid twenties walks in carefully. she's got a cast on her left arm, and has several large bruises just on the edge of healing, and obviously just came from a hospital, what with what she's wearing. she glances around nervously, and gulps)

R-Roxas? Where am I?

((Namine based of the film The Rainmaker. She is married to Marluxia, who is abusive. Recently, she went to the hospital with a broken arm, and several other injuries. There she met Roxas Baylor, and idealistic up-and-coming lawyer. She's been meeting him daily at the hospital she's at.))

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[theroomconfines.livejournal.com]

Room 302 is closed.

Forever.

I don't need a reason.

his diary must look odd.

[brimstoner.livejournal.com]

Afternoon tea, death, death, death, quick shower ...

[there's a voice coming out of nowhere; until a familiar-looking redhead removes the helmet from his head, that is, tossing it up and down while he reads over a scroll.]

Well, well.


[ooc: More gods for you. Have a Hades.]

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[rikufu.livejournal.com]

[ riiip. riiiiip. ]

[ Riku's finally gotten around to emptying out his old backpack, and he's ... shredding up all of his books and notes in it. ]

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[featheredapple.livejournal.com]

[Sora's over by the pool now, leaning over to peeer into it. Once or twice he almost loses his balance, but his wings catch him before he falls in. He's looking to see if his Riku is around- since he's a fish +Anima, water would be a good place to look, right?]

[ooc: For anyone who knows about +Anima, Sora would love to see his friends. XD]

out, damned spot

[bloodiedsky.livejournal.com]

[Judging by the height, a Roxas is leaning against the wall. His face is hidden by the shadow of his white cloak, though it's not the same worn and weathered one he arrived here in. He's observing people: seeing their joys, their fears, their stupid petty conflicts...is strangely calming. As much as it is for someone who watches a river, the water going by without touching him. And he needs the calm. Desperately.

But it doesn't set him completely at ease. For an assassin to completely drop his guard borders on signing his own death warrant.]

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[undeniableproof.livejournal.com]

[has given up the pimp hat from the costume party and since he no longer has his beanie, is trying out a glittery, red cowboy hat.]

Heeey chicken wusses.

So I hear those dragons are starting to hatch... Let's see 'em.

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[forgotten-oath.livejournal.com]

[Roxas wanders in, rubbing gently at his neck. He's been bitten twice, badly, by the vampire!Roxas that's wandering around, and he's definitely not happy about it. But he's really just trying to get used to the fact that there's so many Axels and other versions of himself.]


...you guys belong in the nuthouse, not me.

purple midnight

[13thblackknight.livejournal.com]

I wonder how the Rebellion is doing since the disappearance of Zero.

[PLEASE REFER YOURSELVES TO THIS POST FOR A LIST OF AUs FROM THE GEASS UNIVERSE.:Db]

Bombe Alaska!

[part-of-another.livejournal.com]

[Roxas is sitting on a kitchen counter, cookbook in hand, trying to make sense of the Bombe Alaska recipe he reading.

He's not the most experienced in the kitchen -- and that's putting it kindly -- but he's told several people that he'd have this dessert with them, and he's determined to do everything he can to keep that promise.

Though, hopefully, that won't include burning down the kitchen in the process.]

[ooc: Yes, I'm finally getting around to this! Feel free to pop in the kitchen even if Roxas hasn't mentioned the dessert to you in the past; there will be plenty of Bombe Alaska to go around ... once he makes it.]

you get strong.

[slavingly.livejournal.com]

[he's not too thrilled, but he's in the gym-like room, shooting at targets with a bow and arrow. he stops every now and then to rest his sore wrists, although masks it with eating food. can't have a certain Axel or Roxas finding him. he goes back to practicing, whispering a song under his breath like a mantra.]

[... that is, until, one of his arrows hit dead center, and he's staring at what he just did, motionless as a statue for a few seconds, then--]

Holy shit, that was cool.

question

[unmasking.livejournal.com]

I've an inquiry regarding sex, as...many here seem far more informed than I.

If one is...on top, how does one assure the other party's discomfort is minimized, and their experience is a pleasant one?


[ooc: Adult content, please to be of age]

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[cericelight.livejournal.com]

...I'm feeling a little restless.

Who wants to play hide and seek with me?

[animalistic side of being a vampire. He wants to hunt but he really can't in this environment so he's restless and feeling playful. Hide and seek is his closest bet]

lost

[minusfaith.livejournal.com]

[here comes this near-voiceless boy stumbling and wobbling through the dressing room. with his eyes wide and his chest heaving, he's definitely worse for wear, emaciated and covered from his chest down to his knees in blood. his vision is dizzy and he's not up much longer, collapsing to his knees, and then his side.]