you play games and play tricks;

[tailoredprince.livejournal.com]

[he's got needles between his lips, that he's holding in his mouth, diligently making  a mock-up for a dress out of some fabric from some clothing he found lying around. He might not have a sewing machine, but he's still got his trusty needles and thread! But after a moment, he takes the pins out of his mouth, looking around curiously]

Has anyone seen a  rag doll lying around? He's small with silvery yarn for hair and blue buttons for eyes, and his name is Riku. I can't seem to find him in here and I don't feel like making another one. He was special.

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[simplehero.livejournal.com]

 You know what? I'm tired of you crazy bastards ruining it for everyone!

Little to no Axels are allowed to touch the newbies, got it? Just 'cause you wanna screw 'em or are bored enough to mess with their heads doesn't mean they want your ugly meat!

[someone's bitter, and he's not actually wearing a skirt or a dress today.]

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[sicksickboy.livejournal.com]

 Hey.

[up comes this little gem from the woodwork, shirtless and holding his pants up halfway. looks like his belt's too big, but he's not worried about that.]

Anyone doing anything 'special' with someone lately? I've been dying to find myself a good show, but everyone's so damn touchy on the subject of voyeurism.

time and time again

[key-of-future.livejournal.com]

[Inspecting what appears to be a CD-case, sitting on a crate...with holes]

So like, dad, this was...what you would call it? Your sort of evil-twin-from-Earth's music? [Smiiiirk]

[ooc: Don't let him fool you, dad. It's just a ruse to make you come out for a special day.]

everybody has those days

[white-canvass.livejournal.com]

[There is some barely audible humming and Namine can be seen sitting in the kitchen, dragons flying around or just on the ground. She has a pink egg () on her lap.

There's a delicious looking large Bombe Alaska cake on the table, with a few slices already taken]

Does anyone want some?

[ooc: Yeah, anyone wanna entertain me through a boring college freshman orientation? Cause, you know, they are not that interesting. ...were we really that puny when we entered?]

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[sorathepuppy.livejournal.com]

[You might have seen this Sora before- he's been missing for a bit, though. He stumbles in through a door, looking around]

Well, I guess I'm stuck in here again...

[ooc: Some more FFVII!KH characters would be great if anyone's interested. XD]

breathe.

[a-ccidentalism.livejournal.com]

[this seems to happen a lot around here, doesn't it?

With water and blackened scorch marks all over the walls and floor, the room looks like a storm ripped through it. If the blood can be ignored.

There's a growing pool of it underneath a Demyx, currently passed out. There's a gash beneath his collarbone and another in his side. Kneeling next to him is an Axel, doing his best to staunch the bloodflow with his hands. Though he's still conscious, he's looking no better for the wear. His right sleeve has been shredded, revealing the long slash marks beneath. There's a burn mark on his left shoulder.

Sitting some distance away from the two is a Larxene, bleeding as well from twin wounds in each of her sides.]

(OOC: So Axel and Larxene got into a fight, and Demyx joined in. This is the aftermath. Assistance would be very much appreciated.)

(OOC: There were wounded people here? Now, no one.)

like how the tables have turned.

[brazenness.livejournal.com]

[there's an eleven-year-old axel standing in front of a couch, seemingly arguing with thin air. a vertical scar adorns each of his cheeks.]

Come on, Rox, mom's gonna kill me if I skip therapy again--

[it's a few moments before he realizes that his twenty-something bff is no longer laying in front of him, and a full minute before he notices that this place =/= his bedroom.]

...shit, Roxas--!

{ooc; post-khii, canon-ish au. roxas escaped from sora's body, leaving him in a coma, and found axel's next-life incarnation, alex. no one but alex (who now insists on being called axel) and his kid!bff devyn (demyx's reincarnation) can see him, so he functions like an imaginary friend. albeit a pyschotic one.}

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[masoschismatic.livejournal.com]

[what a familiar sight-- for him, at least. he's standing in the bathroom with his sleeve rolled up, a box cutter covered in blood set aside and several pretty little cuts on the bottom of his wrist. he's just watching as the blood dots the sink.]

You wanna get out alive? Then Baby.... Run. For. Your. Life.

[bloodiedsun.livejournal.com]

[Talk about tigers pacing their cages. The way this one had circled the dressing room, stealthily of course, suggested he had more than a little restlessness boiling up and raging within. The place was spacious, yes. But that did not at all mean that he was sufficiently entertained.

At this point he just might consider babysitting....

Or if Roxas doesn't need putting in time-out or locked in a room to drown out his angsting, he'd look over the actual munchkins. Maybe do a little crayon work, finger painting, 11th century history.

You know, simple stuff.

Someone stop him before he starts pestering the girls again. They really don't like it.]

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[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

[up in the attic by himself, though the ladder is still down]

[has thrown his wet, bloodied and torn coat onto a few boxes - is working on bandaging his stomach, covering the nearly closed gouge at his side]

[takes a swig of water from a bottle on top of a dusty box as he makes his way over to the corner of the room, which is stacked with about a dozen old comforters and pillows] [sits down on top of them, pokes at the healing wound next to his shoulder] Ow!

.... [sighs, slowly falls backwards onto a few pillows and looks at the rafters]

i was second to none.

[slavingly.livejournal.com]

[just laying on his bed, door half-open. he really doesn't care who sees him at the moment, reading a nice romance novel. three days into the week of nice, so he's not the least bit worried about an Axel coming in. can't help but sigh in soft relief, closing the book for a moment.]

Maybe I should close the door...

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[prekey.livejournal.com]

Riku says you get a Keyblade from the darkness.

Where's the darkness? I want a Keyblade too!

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[firewaterbird.livejournal.com]

[Another day, another Axel. Ignore the large phoenix wings on his back.]

Well, this is new.

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[wantstobeone.livejournal.com]

[ hi there's a puppy sitting in the doorway of the kitchen. ]

I'm hungry.

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[onebadcub.livejournal.com]

When did the termite mounds get so squishy? This is gross! 

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[onlystone.livejournal.com]

Way to go, tubby. We're lost.

Me? Why do I catch the heat?

It is simply because you are the easiest to blame!

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[kingofdapride.livejournal.com]

[and in comes a small cub, eyes wide in excitement]

Whoa... I don't think I've ever seen this part of the Pridelands before... I bet even Uncle Scar doesn't know about this!

Woof.

[keyofthenile.livejournal.com]

[There's a black jackal critter padding through the hallways of the dressing room now. He's searching for a certain shiny thing he misplaced during his arrival. The missing item in question is an ancient-looking key charm. And he wants it back. Needs it back, really, or he'll be spending the rest of his days looking like the poochie you see before you.]

[He probably would have no trouble finding his gold charm if it weren't for all the distractions. The allure of young hearts waiting for judgment... the smell of food and cat-people.]

[Eventually, the frustration gets to him and he sits down, looking mighty unhappy about the situation.]

Why do these things always happen during important ceremonies?

isn't.

[checkedcat.livejournal.com]

[doing his very best impression of a stealthy wildcat as he sneaks out of the kitchen, a double armful of cookies and other tooth-destroying treats hidden under his shirt.]

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[rooooarr.livejournal.com]

[at the request of tailoredprince, he's tried to seek out a doll-Riku, and promptly just brought back all the dollies he could find, and piled them up. There may be a few personal dolls there, and eventually, Lion-ku is just pawing through them, probably looking pretty dumb talking to a pile of toys]

Riku. Hey. You in there?

[pawpawpaw, and waits for Sora]

Maybe you should look through these instead of me.

[h-hides his claw, threads hanging off of it]

is it a gamble or is it a game.

[knightedsilver.livejournal.com]

[someone's at the kitchen counter, painstakingly filling an ice-cube tray with fruit juice.]

morning sunshine

[sugarninja.livejournal.com]

Uuuuggghhhhh...


Note to self. Never drink again, ever, in your whole life, at any point. Ever. Ever. Urgh. I feel worse than when I was kidnapped by that rapist and turned upside down.

This suuuuucks.

[holds head in pain.]

Bwuhhhh. How long does this laaaaast.

[faceplants in the couch with her arm dangling over one side]

too many stars in the sky

[beyondthedawn.livejournal.com]

... Ugh.

I'm such an idiot. Why did I bother?...

He probably hates me now...

How do I always manage to screw things up?

[referring to crownedaking, who he lied to so he would cheer up. needless to say the other found out, and he feels horrible now.]

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[seducingly.livejournal.com]

I don't even know what's going on anymore.

[so much, too fast, now he's tracing the edge of his keyblade on the floor.]

I need a new pet.

[the boy that was once here? in an epic battle with Sora, and with various jagged bloody self-made cuts down his face.]

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[iwasarealboy.livejournal.com]

[There's a Sora fumbling his way with a piece of cloth, ripping it sloppily and then trying to tie it around his head, to hide his eyes. It's been a few days since his fake, glass eyes got stolen, and since the Axel decided it was facerape time.]

W-whoever took them, please give them b-back....

[just mumbles it to himself, wiping away tears; it's just been one bad thing after another]

[[ooc; whoever wants to take credit for this can, or I'll just blame one of my Axels since they're mostly douches. Whole reason for this was I forgot he had glass eyes in a thread, and promptly went [facepalm]. ]]

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[whenihavetobe.livejournal.com]

I almost expect the entirety of the Pride Lands to appear in a matter of seconds.

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[girloftwilight.livejournal.com]

She should be just over here.

[spoken as she picked up a book or two- they must have fallen when she was fixing up the corner for her own purposes. Olette believed in studying at least once a day, she had to keep her mind working, to have it sharp. what if they went home tomorrow and there was a quiz at school? her grades were not going to drop because of this.

she put the books on a small table she found and brought into the corner of the library.

and as promised, their lay the purple dragon. she was a lot bigger than her baby self (but not as huge as one would think a dragon would be) but she was beautiful and elegant.

Olette smiled, gesturing to the dragon]

See? Isn't she beautiful?

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[cactibutt.livejournal.com]

Hey you guys, stop saving each other! Let the people die!

Man, now I gotta kill one'a you myself!

... I HATE LIONS.

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[heart-astray.livejournal.com]

[Sora was in a good mood. His daily present to Riku nestled to his chest~ he wrapped the little cake with extra care, some flowers in a vase he painted. He couldn't wait to set them down and pray.

Nudging the door open to the room where the shrine lay, he froze.

Cli-ink.

Crash!

water pooled at his feet, the flowers and cake were ruined. But that didn't matter... I-It was the room. His shrine.

Heart in his throat, tears stinging at the corners of his eyes, he picked through the wreckage. W-Who would do such a thing? Sora licked his cracked lips, trying to maintain some moisture- but his mouth and throat were bone dry.

He felt like a fish out of water.

Riku's shrine wasn't even recognizable. The cute little pillows that he and others could use to pray were split and torn to shreds. The shrine itself was broken and bits and pieces of it were everywhere.

Falling to his knees, on his pathetic little pillow- he wept, face in his hands.]

W-Who did t-this?

[choked out- wanting to reach for his pendant... but found no strength.]

[ooc: wrecked shrine to Godku courtesy of abusingly]

don't paint the silence black - now save me

[radio-aids.livejournal.com]

[the air around him's oddly quiet; not one note of music spilling out of those headphones. unusual, considering that's his main function. he's curled up on a chair, limbs tucked protectively against his torso, looking rather miserable]

...I'm so useless in this place...




[ooc: because I forgot about him too. :| ]

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[wonder-lands.livejournal.com]

[falls out of the sky, out of what seems to be a giant, weird rabbit hole]

[pmff]

Oh my..! W-where am I? Such a peculiar place...

[ooc: >:P] 

friend or foe.

[inanimating.livejournal.com]

[scratching the back of his head, the scarf that hides an ugly scar across his neck is put off to the side as he writes down notes on musical staffs. there's a pot of water and tomato sauce that he's using to make spaghetti with meat sauce, but... they're kind of boiling over and he's definately not paying attention.]

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[destiny-thief.livejournal.com]

 [strolls in]

Heh heh heh.. Hmm seems as though there are many people here.. [looks around]

[smiles]

so many destinies that will fail to exist. [chuckles]

Well I might as well start out with looking for Sora... [looks once more]  Hm. He could be any of these people..

Whatever.

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[winter-blast.livejournal.com]

well it seems Ienzo that we were mistaken Can you hear me all along ADAM is more than a simple science experiment that caught on

it is a

GIFT

[laughs hysterically]

[OOC: Use of Applied Phlebotinum ADAM, a serum created to give the user powers (e.g. a hand that shoots ice/fire/lightning/bees) has cause Bioshock!Even and Ienzo to take a flying leap off the deep end.]

[EDIT: Unfortunately, I need to sign off for the night. Crazy-Even will be back tomorrow.]

O.o

[wonder-lands.livejournal.com]

[sitting in the sun relaxing]

Ahh.. How lovely. I'm glad that i fell threw that rabbit hole. I like it here.

[has a cute smile on my  face]