there's never enough.

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[quiet, and he's staring at the wall of books for a few minutes before flopping down on a large couch. ah, the Adventures of Huckleberry Finn. now this is a book he could get into, and he's just. oh, wait, he's listening to it on tape. yup, just so he knows no one's sneaking up on... him. although the voice might drain anyone else out.]

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[everafters.livejournal.com]

Bad bracelet is off.

No more Econtra?

honey, we shrunk the kids.

[tctfagent.livejournal.com]

[This is Wilbur. This is Wilbur looking very scared and sheepish. This is Wilbur hiding something behind his back.]

Um, Mr. Roxas? Mrs. Namine? Mr. Riku? Er...Axel and Kagami have been messing around and...um...

[If anyone would look, there is now a six year old!Kagami and a four year old!Axel behind him]

...something went wrong...

[ooc: HERE. Paging twicetomorrow, twicebeyond, and invisiriku to the front desk, pick up your shrunken children here please.]

with weak steps I'm gone

[white-canvass.livejournal.com]

[There's a weak looking Namine coming out of a door. Very weak looking, if I might add. Regardless, she starts walking, one hand on the wall to support herself. Looks like she's looking for something.]

[ooc: Like I haven't abused her enough. Feel free to help her/abuse her more.]

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[gamingdesign.livejournal.com]

[This Sora's wearing a a jacket with what looks like a college emblem on it. he's carrying a textbook on video game coding]

Hey, Riku, do you know if there's anyone in your classes that knows how... to make... models...?

[He seems to have noticed where he is now. Why don't you talk to him?]

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[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

[ooc: Still up in the mountains, but I figured I had time to make a post and handle a few tags, wheeeee. 8D I'm not dead, I swear it!]

[sitting against the wall, holding his sitar and concentrating on a mess of papers out in front of him, a pencil behind his ear]

[plays out a quick melody on the sitar, reading off a sheet of paper - pauses, takes the pencil out and chews the eraser] Hmm...

[draws a few dots along the sheet music, crosses a few things out, itches at a bandage on his neck with his other hand] Mmm, no... 
[repeats this process, but this time playing through the entire song - at least what he has so far]

Ugh! [one loud strum, bangs his head back against the wall out of frustration] ... [stares at the ceiling for a while, keeping quiet and just listening to himself breathe, a white scar along his jawline can be seen clearly]

second time around

[memory-forger.livejournal.com]

[Namine is flickering slightly, carrying...a mini Nobody Roxas (sorabug).]

Uh, guys? Heartless Riku is back. And he just stole Sora's heart. Again.

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[survivingly.livejournal.com]

(a Kairi walks in with a headset on, dressed like this, except she's more heavily armed. she has two machetes in sheaths attached to her belt, along with three crowbars. if that wasn't enough, she also has two handguns in holsters, along with a rifle she's holding. she's talking into the mic of the headset)

Sora, third wall's been breached! You have to get Namine out of here!

(pause, silence)

Sora? Sora!?

(suddenly, the change of scenery hits her, she freezes)

Where the heck am I!?

((Kairi from a zombie invasion 'verse. :D))

euphoria.

[ghostlysilver.livejournal.com]

[someone isn't being mindful of the other residents of the dressing room. he's just simply phasing through walls and into inhabited rooms without so much as an apology. walking in and out of walls and through objects as if everyone one is supposed to do that, his expression is unusually cold.]

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[chocobi.livejournal.com]

[ the little Chocobo has yet to find a permanent home. he's wandering like always. ]

Kweh. Kweh!

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[amnestygranted.livejournal.com]

[ Riku will never win. or learn. he's got a bag of ice pressed against his left eye, lips turned down in a frown. sometimes he hisses if the bag shifts. ]

Only you, Riku. Only you.

time paradox

[alldadsareold.livejournal.com]

[so what's supposed to happen to a 38 year old, when his 6 year old counterpart loses his heart?]

[the way he's slumped over lifelessly in the corner is probably an indicator.]

WELCOME HOME.

[pyrooo.livejournal.com]

[don't mind him. he's just holding a lit candle stick up and letting the wax drip into his palm.]

eight is the number

[colorurworld.livejournal.com]

[Well, look who's late for the weapon bandwagon. There's a pack of coloring materials glowing on the floor. And you can mildly hear...chattering?]

[ooc: Selene's cousins are here. Replies will be late because of the COLOR TAGS. I would also like to say that I know the red and blue icons are hideous. Have fun!]

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[invulnerably.livejournal.com]

[there's a Naminé, looking like she's doing her best to not be noticed by anyone. anyone looking closely might see that there's a few bite mark scars on her arms.]

W-what's going on...?

[ooc: survivingly 's verse.]

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[sandlotlulz.livejournal.com]

I'm glad you lamers had your fun and all, but did you really have to bring it up here, too?

[someone doesn't look too happy. not even the balconies were safe from the go-kart menace, and here's Seifer, cleaning up the only good hangout he's got. what a drag.]

hope you think of me.

[silverlocked.livejournal.com]

[in a room that seems like a garage, complete with a huge wall of tools. he's sitting on a metal table, polishing the metal under his skin with a slight hiss.]

--ah... ow...

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[divinelunacies.livejournal.com]

[Suddenly - Berserkers. Not many, but the ones that are around are looking everywhere they can, dragged by their large weapons.

Remember that female Saix? She's stalking down the hall, two Berserkers trailing behind her, and a positively foul look on her face. The signature Organization coat is mysteriously missing, leaving her in the standard black pants, tank top, and gloves. And she just slammed a door hard enough to crack the frame.]

[[ooc: ...feel free to be the one that took it. I just wanted to post for her. Plus, Nobodies are fun.]]

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[replirikupi.livejournal.com]

I don't know whether to be freaked out or jealous that I just saw myself having sex with someone in another room.

[serves him right for exploring with his girlfriend. but. damn, when you haven't gotten any at all, it really is a kick in the ego to see 'you'. he's not so sure he wants to mention it was with a guy-- or even acknowledge that part, but. eh. people will be people. he's the guy that'd model dresses for his girlfriend, anyways.]

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[crushedchains.livejournal.com]

[getting memories restored has been a strange thing for Riku. Bits and pieces have been surfacing, yet there are still gaping holes. Nonetheless, he does have one thing he has concluded---]

I think... I've been here before.

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[childofdawn.livejournal.com]

[As a child, Kagami did inherit some of his dad's darkness. Unfortunately, he didn't learn how to control them for a while. this is shown now since he's shrunk, as more than one piece of furniture has either been destroyed or visibly damaged by a weaker Dark Fire]

...Oops.

save survivors

[shootatthehead.livejournal.com]

What do you mean breached?! Damn, Naminé where--

[Sora comes out of a random door, and check out his arsenal. Guns, guns....are those hand grenades? Yes, they are. He already has a machine gun he's equipped with and ready, and headset on as well. He freezes because there are no zombies to shoot.]

--am I?

[Okay, now what?]

[ooc: same verse as survivingly and invulnerably]

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[vainglorymirror.livejournal.com]

[idly watching passerby, dressed with haphazard elegance: a collared, unbuttoned black shirt and pants which just manage to hang onto his hips. He sips occasionally from a glass of some crimson liquid. Might be red wine, might be blood - or a mix of the two. Who knows when it comes to a demon.]

This could almost be Hell.

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[destati-13.livejournal.com]

[A portal was opening into the area, that in itself was nothing new, but the people coming through it are a gruesome sight to see. Roxas has a fair amount of blood on him - however the source of all the blood is the Axel he is dragging through the portal. Axel is bleeding profusely from his torso, where parts of his guts are trying to spill out from under Axel's arm that is pressed against the wound. Axel got into something of a one sided fight with a Saïx.

Roxas is putting Axel down on the ground, on his back, as gently as he can. He's sticking next to Axel, but he's clearly looking around the room, trying to find someone to help.]

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[ashesrisen.livejournal.com]

[glgj;jk chasing after a flying bird that looks like it's on fire, kind of hand-flailing as he runs, abruptly noticing where he is]

...Roxa--

[pauses, eyes wide-- that Roxas doesn't look like his, so-]

Oh, Rik--

[...another pause, confusion clear on his face as his phoenix settles on his shoulder, head cocked to the side]

...I blame you, Lyn--

[insert flailing and noises of pain as his bird starts gnawing on his ear as punishment. Anyone is welcome to talk to the poor, confused boy.]

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[soramazes.livejournal.com]

[he's been wandering around for a few days, but somehow, he hasn't seen anyone.]

...I can't believe I couldn't get to her in time...

my love, you are the astronaut;

[melodybot.livejournal.com]

[feeling a bit homesick and missing his brother and master badly, he's sitting in a corner, eating ice cream and singing softly in that electronic voice]

Is it enough to have some love
small enough to slip inside a book?
Small enough to cover with your hand?
Because everyone around you wants to look

It is enough to have some love
small enough to slip inside the cracks?
The pieces don't fit together so good
with all the breaking and all the gluing back.

you were the last good thing about this part of town.

[heartslight.livejournal.com]

[she's got something behind her back~]

Hey, Riku. Guess what I found?

you enter in full-blown technicolor;

[newhero.livejournal.com]

[he is by no means an artist, but that doesn't stop him from trying. the box of 250 crayons he's found gives him more than enough to work with, he thinks.]

[he has a point to make, anyway, hunched over his piece of paper in concentration. he seems focused on one stick figure in particular.]

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[clod-ofdarkness.livejournal.com]

Feffiroff has been gone for quite ffome time. Ffomehow, I effcaped.

Ffo FYI I'm fftaying in hiding. Nobody tell Feffiroff where I am, pleaff?

[ooc: post invisible to Feffiroff, unless someone tips him off elsewhere. Leave the poor boy alone for one post, will you! XD]

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[waxsimulacra.livejournal.com]

A little birdy told me there is a beast with an uncontrollable bite that will have his lesson learned very, very soon.

[stretches out across the couch, flicking his long tail.]