Time to rock 'n roll

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*from a large, nondescript and empty room, there has just been a MASSIVE BLAST OF DARKNESS, since this replica is trying to call three Heartless in particular to him*

Sora! Keep an eye out for them!



[OOC: Ri is abusing his affinity for Darkness to find Roxas, Namine and Natalie's Heartless. But he's pretty much a flashing neon sign to every Heartless or Darkness-affiliated person out there. Feel free to rubberneck wonder what the hell is going on.]

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[jimbohawkins.livejournal.com]

[It was an accident.

He was working very hard, in one of the hallways, on a zoomer of some sort. All the welding was done. It was done. The problem was, and he couldn't fathom WHY- it didn't start. He tried lighting it manually, but nothing.

All he did was kick it.

Harmless!

Until something caught, it started, and veered off into a nearby wall with a loud crash- shaking the floor near it.

An accident.

Better yet... it wasn't him at all. Nope.

Hands in pockets, looking away... an innocent whistle on his lips.

Yeah... he's just gonna... walk away now]

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[proudmage.livejournal.com]

[she's in the kitchen, gloves tucked into her belt and the sleeves of her robe rolled up and out of the way as she pokes around the appliances she doesn't recognize. she's yet to really learn about what exactly Heartless and Nobodies are, so she's trying to avoid the general chaos concerning them. she doesn't seem particularly on guard in any case, currently studying a blender curiously.]

insanity

[dual-heart.livejournal.com]

[watching all these recent heartless chaos with a slight trace of amusement]

Now this is better.

Not my kind of town

[sinful-wants.livejournal.com]

[A new Kairi appears. This one's around twenty four, with her hair in a braid, she's also packing some firepower. She stops where she is and looks around.]

This is so not Guilty Pleasures.

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[skyefalls.livejournal.com]

Well.

And I thought I'd never see this place again.

....

Damn it.

Wouldn't this place be...overcrowded right now?

it comes off strong.

[confidenthero.livejournal.com]

[so for lack of anything better to do, Sora's been in the weight room, beating the crap out of punching bags and lifting weights. he looks pretty spent though, full of sweat and taking his time with his punches.]

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[heslikesunshine.livejournal.com]

[He hasn't been doing well since the 'break' with Axel. And he still hasn't worked up enough nerve to face 'Juliet'... he was stuck in a rut and he hurt. He didn't even spend any energy to find someone. What the hell was he supposed to do? It was all hopeless.

So instead he trudged into the kitchen, and was currently slumped over his sketchbook, doodling aimlessly- a plate of sandwiches left forgotten in front of him]

Tch...

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[nagadem.livejournal.com]

[he's just pouting in the hallway near the room with the pool in it, sprawled over his coils. every so often he rubs at his nose or lets out a little sneeze.]

That water is so gross! Not fair.

[whine whine pout.]

shame on me if you fool me twice

[otherkeys.livejournal.com]

[hey Dressing Room, have a 20 year old Sora....and he's a Nobody. here he is looking broody and serious...and has a Golden Keyblade in one hand.]

...I need to confirm something. ...It involves restoring someone from being a Heartless.

[ooc: theothernobody's older self. truekeys' heart just got eaten....AGAIN.]

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[seasides]

[it felt like he was dreaming, floating in nothing. and then suddenly he wasn't. a gasp and he's jolting upright, hands going to grasp his neck loosely.]

What...?

[wide-eyed and shaking just a bit.]

you and i both.

[dedarkfully.livejournal.com]

[there's something wrong about this picture. maybe it's the fact that this Sora actually looks cheerful as he gobbles up a bowl of cereal, a blanket clutched protectively around his body.]

if you ain't here, i just can't breathe.

[skymning-land.livejournal.com]

[someone just got finished cleaning a certain boyfriend up, and is at a sink, cleaning a bloodied cloth. after a moment or so, he's dropping the cloth and putting his hands over his face, looking tired and exasperated.]

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[slowfooted.livejournal.com]

[here comes a Sora, hobbling in with his cane in hand. he's laughing about something, but whatever it is he finds so funny is quickly forgotten as he notices his very unfamiliar surroundings.]

...w-whoa.

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[esuriently.livejournal.com]

Are you people always this depressing, or did Saïx just gobble up all the happy?

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[gero-puella.livejournal.com]

[and here's a Kairi. except... she's kind of of passed out right now. and in a hospital gown. and unfortunately ended up on the floor of all places. giving birth happens to be a strenuous activity, so she's pretty tired out right now. if anyone helps her and sticks around to wait for her to wake up, you'd better be ready for her to flip out a little.]

[ooc; I... have no words. -eyes a certain someone-]

little less conversation, a little more action, please

[swapped.livejournal.com]

[just sitting in the kitchen, carving into the table with his pocket knife.]

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[obliviomancy.livejournal.com]

[stalks out of a portal, dripping wet from a sudden summer shower. It's clear that he's just been yanked away from the middle of a fight from the way he's gripping the Keyblades and his ragged-sharp breathing.

Catching sight of his surroundings, he makes an irritated noise. He plucks at the soaked coat and whirls to head down the nearest corridor in search of - a fight? Dry clothes? Witty banter? Who knows, with Roxas.]

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[radiantprodigy.livejournal.com]

[and here's Ienzo, all back to normal, though he seems a bit...tired looking. Nonetheless, he's no longer leaking darkness or looking creepy. More importantly, it looks like has something to say]

Ah... to those who had made assumptions about myself and my friend, there's something I need to say.

In spite of everything I said, well... You were right. I do have an interest, which I've already expressed to her myself.

Therefore, there is no longer a need to tease and/or mock me.

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[wheresmynotes.livejournal.com]

[check it out, it's another Demyx. Much shorter than the other ones though, maybe ten years old, with a pair of oversized headphones on his head. Which, uh, might not be a good thing right now; his head's kind of stuck in a hole in the wall. How'd he manage that?]

Ow...


[[ooc: facepalm goes here. kid!Demyx from smallsparks's universe.]]

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[littlesuperior.livejournal.com]

[Here is a twelve year old Xemnas sitting on some random couch. He should probably be wondering where he is... But he can't be bothered to. So just going to sit there reading a book he found laying around.]



[occ: It's like a spam of characters from smallsparks universe!] 

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[excidus.livejournal.com]

[this one can't seem to find what he's looking for in the bathroom, searching the cabinets high and low. the lower parts of his arms are wrapped with bandages and little specks of blood dot the counter, but that isn't really important to him right now. ope, probably should have picked the bathroom without the door with the broken latch.]

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[unwaking-waters.livejournal.com]

[Aqua is in the middle, by the fountain... dancing with her Keyblade, Rain.]

[there is something truly beautiful about the dance, something elegant and primal and real]

I...

pieces. pieces. I remember.

Maleficent [strike] Ven. [twirl]

...

Terra. [pause]

[resumes]

The Morning After~

[cloudy-reverie.livejournal.com]

[Cloud was warm.  Very warm.   He also felt very refreshed.  This had probably been the first night in nearly a month where he slept really, really well.  His bed was so soft and the covers so warm... and Leon was warm too... wait... LEON?!

...

...oh, right.  They slept in the same bed... after kissing.  He smiled.  But didn't open his eyes, just snuggled deeper into the warmth.]

WARNING: NC-17, ALL YOU KIDDIES UNDER 18 DOES NOT WANT! MOVE ALONG

It's always raining in my head.

[ixero.livejournal.com]

[someone's trying to light up a smoke with shaky hands, because it's been a slightly scary night and it's been so long, but when the flame nearly licks his palm, down goes the lighter with a clatter, and crunch goes the filter of the cigarette between his teeth.]

Ah, shi--

[... hello dressing room, you are not the street light he was hovering under.]