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[dawnrise]

[this Riku's settled herself into a couch, taking up all the seats. Her feet are on one armrest while her shoulders are pressed against the other. She looks a little too tall for it, but she seems comfortable, a book in one hand and a pile of cookies on her stomach.

There's two cookies in her mouth, but she doesn't seem to be eating them. But, what reason could she have for keeping her mouth full?]


[[ooc: Nomura-san's glitch affects her. She will scream at you if you make her talk, and does not want to. I say bug her. :D]]

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[drawingly.livejournal.com]

[takes a deep breath.]

I-I think I've decided.

[ooc: like this is a surprise to anybody flkjdgls]

*WAVES ARMS CHEERFULLY*

[taintedmartyr.livejournal.com]

OH GOODNESS...

I'M AFRAID I'VE SUDDENLY LOST THE ABILITY TO BE QUIET...!

H-How troublesome--

HOW CAN WE FIX SUCH AN UNUSUAL DILEMMA?~

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[realisethiswish.livejournal.com]

It's the mod's birthday, so in her honour, I'm opening up a

SPAM POST!

It can be IC, OOC, posts because you're bored - whatever you like! Go for it!

certain as the sun

[kingdom-reborn.livejournal.com]

[Broody five year old here. He's leaning against the wall, staring off and...

...is that an hour glass in his hand?]

[ooc: ...do we has Beast here? BECAUSE THEY WILL GET ALONG. LIKE. A LOT.]

Looking for a friend

[chakramguardian.livejournal.com]

[A new Axel, looking somewhat harried. He stopped and stared when he saw the multiples of everyone. This wasn't good. He needed to find Roxas, make sure Xemnas hadn't found him.]

Well shit. This just isn't my day.

Sugar and spice and everything nice

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

HEY. THE SORA FROM MY WORLD IS HERE. HE'S MY BOYFRIEND AND IF YOU TOUCH HIM, I'LL BREAK YOUR KNEES AND KEEP GOING FROM THERE.

Kids, come meet Ri's friend! If you ask politely and act real cute, he'll give you cookies!

WAIT. WHY AM I YELLING? GODAMMIT RIKU-PIKU-PI YOU INFECTED ME.



[OOC: Cookie baking in the kitchen is now a go. Beware the Nomura'd people yelling for no reason.]

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[incinerare.livejournal.com]

[Hey, someone's randomly tossing a bit of fire from hand to hand. Like a baseball, only better.]

Man. You guys need to shut up, calm down, and relaaaaax.

Not that I keep up anymore. It's not even worth the effort. I might've cared, once, but man, who's got the time to keep track of all you freaks and crazies?


So, any Axels out there wanna help me on my mission? I've had this idea for months, and no one's had the balls to follow through. Let's burn this whole place down.

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[freeze-ray.livejournal.com]

[There's a younger looking Vexen standing here in a t-shirt and sweats, putting clothes into a washing machine.
He is also singing.]

Laundry day,
See you there,
Under-things,
Tumbling,
Wanna say,
Love your hair,
Here I go,
[mumbles something indistinctly]
Mumbling,
With my Freeze-ray I will stop, The world,
With my Freeze-ray I will...

[turns around and suddenly stops, eyes going wide]

Wh... whh... whhhhhhhhh?!

[ooc: Vexen as Dr. Horrible from Dr. Horrible's Sing Along Blog. Goes by Even in his every-day persona. Everyone's up for grabs, see profile for roles.]

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[themadnessof.livejournal.com]

The primates are still alive...

be that shining light.

[tackticks.livejournal.com]

[he's traveled away from the map room and is immersing himself in the books at the library, leaning back on a chair and feet propped up on the table. he's got two piles--each has about twenty books, with a variety of subjects. however, they're all... fiction.]

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[fatedsacrifice.livejournal.com]

[remember this guy? he used to have such pretty cat ears and such a nice tail, but they're gone now; been gone a little while, actually, but he's been pretty busy fawning over his boyfriend to really flaunt it. now he's in the kitchen, making two sandwiches and humming idly under his breath.]


[ooc: well, this is long overdue. I was away for a while, so my muses haven't really been around. trying to fix that now. >>;]

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[watergleamed.livejournal.com]

[ everything is all messed up thanks to something speeding in the air. it's too dark to be a comet and way too small.

it's a bird, it's a plane, it's--!

DUMBO! ]

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[knightofsilver.livejournal.com]

[he's kneeling, clad in normal attire for once and reveling in the freeness that comes with short sleeves and loose pants. currently he's out in the hall, broom held awkwardly in one hand and a dust pan in the other. pretty boy never had to do chores at home, so when he bends down to awkwardly brush a clump of rose petals from inside his room into the dust pan, most of them miss their target.]

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[mayleaveamark.livejournal.com]

[ in the middle of the dressing room there is a tub surrounded by a thin curtain. some way or another the curtain is pulled back by something. and guess who's in there bathing. ]

CAN A GENIE GET A LITTLE PRIVACY IN HERE?

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[larxigi.livejournal.com]

WHERE IS-A MARLYO?

OH. WHERE AM I?


[ooc: I can't even blame chat for this...]

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[connatus.livejournal.com]

[sitting around, drawing in a notebook. if you're around, chances are he's probably drawing you, but most of the pages are filled with Roxases.]

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[bloodiedsky.livejournal.com]

[here, with his swords in hand and a slightly bored expression]

Does anyone want to spar?

[there was only so much training he could do by himself before the ennui of this place got to him again. Between the choices of "looking for a way out" and "getting someone else to help him with this problem," he'd pick the one that would actually yield results - however temporary they might be.]

One minute I held the key, next the walls were closed on me

[fragmentedblade.livejournal.com]

[And shortly following a certain Keyblade's disappearance....there's a new one on the floor now.]

[ooc: I needed someone to replace him, okay? B[ ]

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[argyled.livejournal.com]

[everyone's been so noisy, but it's given Riku a good excuse to escape to the library, strong coffee in one hand, and a book in the other.]

[he's missing the tie that distinguishes him, so maybe the glasses perched on his nose'll make up for it.]

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[hidesandseeks.livejournal.com]

[here's little Kairi, running around looking for prey someone weak to cute, shouting and giggling. She's heading toward the garden.]

Hey, you guys! You guys! We need a treehouse! Th'big Roxas said we need a treehouse!


[[ooc: Ienzo and Ri should watch out. She has orders to target you guys.]]

contempt loves the silence.

[amore-propre.livejournal.com]

Being here reminds me why I stayed in Hell rather than attempt to visit the human world.

[twirls a lock of crimson hair around a finger, a rather bored look on her face]

Demons are so much more exciting.

[sighs, hitching up her skirt, nails tracing along the delicate butterfly tattoo on her thigh]

we're onto something.

[rile.livejournal.com]

[Flash! the Polaroid camera clicks and whirs as it spits out an undeveloped picture. he holds it by the corner and waves it around in the air like a fan, waiting for the image to appear. that's all he's being doing since he found the outdated camera, simply taking pictures of obscure things like lamps and practical things like people.]

psychobabble.

[flickeringly.livejournal.com]

[an Axel is stumbling out of some anonymous room, and he looks like hell. what looks like eyeliner is smeared across his lids. he has an expression of delirium.]

Holy shit... Where am I?

sleepless long nights, that is what my youth was for

[memoryskey.livejournal.com]

[there's a Naminé on the floor, barely conscious. she sits up slowly, cradling her head]

I...what happened?

[ooc: ...she got eaten by a naga.]

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[outside-light.livejournal.com]

[forming a ball of light in the center of the ceiling of the main room]

Maybe I can freeze it....

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[flurry-o-flames.livejournal.com]

[he sits in an armchair, head hung low and staring at the ground. his hair stands out like a bright red flame, but it's snuffed by the black-gloved fingers that run over it]

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[willnotbuffyou.livejournal.com]

[Taped to the walls of important rooms and halls of the dressing room are colorful, handmade flyers, some even being stuck under doors. Around the kitchen and other social areas seem to be prime targets.]

( The flyers read... )

[If one really wanted to find the source, looking wouldn't be hard. They would find a Kairi walking around with a bag of flyers, taping them to the walls.]

[[ooc: RELEVANT.]]

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[xivofxiii.livejournal.com]

It appears our dearest dark apprentice was correct. This does seem to be the World of Worthless Tasks.

[ attempts to portal out but ends up in the same spot ]

...May one of you kindly direct me to the exit? A Gummi ship, perhaps?