imagine if you will;

[achromaticly.livejournal.com]

Hey, Mister Master. I found something weiiirrddd.

[he's still got that bandage over his eye, but he seems to be doing better]

[ooc; locked to ihasyoureye. Will most likely get to 18+ but we'll see :l]

that i love you.

[13thopal.livejournal.com]

[he seems to be reading a cookbook in the kitchen, flipped open to a page about hamburgers. hey, it's usually a treat for being a 'good kittyboy', and he thinks he's been pretty good. ... only problem is, he has no idea how to make one, so he's staring at the picture longingly.]

LOVE DEATH-

[coontail.livejournal.com]

This is the best game I've ever had the misfortune of stumbling across.

[from his computer, you will hear the cries of helpless loli being beaten.]

squeaku.

[fearnight.livejournal.com]

[so he can't really see that he's somewhere new, except for the fact that the kitchen he memorized is totally different, and he's feeling around for everything, squeaking like an angry mouse. it's.. probably an odd sight.]

{ooc; new riku because i need variety. profile for info. must go to bed, but feel free to post~]

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[wantstobeone.livejournal.com]

[ he shouldn't be awake. he shouldn't be away from the other 100 Dalmatians. but the tv in front of him is bright and big with an episode of Thunderbolt playing. ]

Best show ever...

you're just killing time.

[drawupon.livejournal.com]

[there's another Naminé, about thirty by the looks of it-- but is she really a Naminé? Something about her looks...different.]

What--

What happened to everyone? Don't tell me there was another ambush...

[ooc: SIGH. jumping on the future-versions bandwagon. have a Selene from fifteen years in the future. not sure what she does/doesn't remember yet. no nevermind she remembers everything.]

let's get down to business

[awkward-general.livejournal.com]

[oh look, a guy riding a horse. and he has a weird helmet on. watch as he takes it off and stare around in confusion]

...this isn't Fa Zhou's house.

[ooc: I have four more disney accunts after this. ;_; Taken at the start of Mulan II, he was about to propose.]

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[ohgodcantgetout.livejournal.com]

[there's a Replica wandering down the hall with his eyes closed. he looks about 30 and not very happy. he's also mumbling to himself.]

Heartless come out here, I shouldn't be here, should be elsewhere should be anywhere but here I hate it here--

[opens his eyes to blink a bit stupidly at the floor, then glance around anxiously.]

Floor's different. Clean. Not right. What's going on where are the Heartless this is not funny.

[ooc; baaaandwagonnn. future version of the_betterone. he's gone a little nuts.]

still

[memory-forger.livejournal.com]

[Cooking isn't actually Naminé's strongest talent, but she can hold herself well. That explains the fragrant smell coming from the kitchen. She's busy over something in a nearby counter, oblivious.

There's already a table set nearby.]

[ooc: mostly for prodigiousson, but feel free to go "What's cooking, Doc?" XD]

zip-a-doo-dah

[mini-key.livejournal.com]

[completely oblivious to the fact that his older self is in a coma, and his older Nobody is dead, Roxas here has discovered a roomful of skateboards.

so don't mind the little kid zipping around, crashing into people...he stops for a bit and wipes his sweat from his brow with the back of his hand. poor kid actually has a lot of bruises and cuts from his crashes and falling but who cares, it's fun]

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[iliekdarkness.livejournal.com]

[he's on one of the couches, seemingly relaxing, and quite possibly bored. For once, his Dark Keyblade isn't drawn, leaving him 'harmless' to some degree]

Let's see... I took that kid Sora's heart, and now that stupid 'family' is probably after me.

I took the heart of that Roxas and his 'kid', and he's probably after me. Chances are that replica is, too.

[smiiiirk]

This should be fun.

here

[sepia-heart.livejournal.com]

[yes, Grandma is still here. just feeling a bit under the weather. sign of age, hm?]

There's been a lot of children lately. Does anyone want cookies?

[still, she's willing to bake!]

dear tifa

[retconningly.livejournal.com]

I LOVE YOU, TIFA LOCKHART

MARRYING ME, YES? [HAS SET UP THE MOST EXTRAVAGANT, FANTASTIC STAGE AND FLOWER ARRANGEMENTS YOU CAN IMAGINE, WITH SHOOPUFS AND HEARTLESS BEST MEN AND DANCERS FOR BEST WOMEN. HE HAS AN ORCHESTRA PLAYING TIFA'S THEME IN THE BACKGROUND WHILE HE STANDS PROUDLY IN THE NICEST BLACK SUIT EVER. IGNORE THE SWORD ON HIS BACK, IT'S JUST FOR DECORATION!]

Snap, just like you did.

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

Guess it's time to hide out.

[though he's counting as he goes, snapping his fingers for every new crazy that pops up just like he did. a recent question sort of makes him wonder-- does his world go on without him? did they go to throw him in the electric chair and find his cell empty? is Sora terrified? hoo boy, he's doing a lot of thinking and snapping, just looking for someone to steal away to his room. sometimes he honestly wishes he never had to come out. he doesn't like any of these godforsaken people anyways.]

all you wanted

[tiny-witch.livejournal.com]

...Roxas?

[comes around the corner, sketchbook clutched tightly at her chest and looking pretty much scared]

[ooc: holy christ bandwagon. same verse as smallsparks]

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[ravewave.livejournal.com]

Stop chickening out. It's not skinny dipping's a big--

[there's some muffled laughter behind a door, and when it opens a second later, Riku's halfway there in getting his swimming trunks off.]

--deal.

[too bad this isn't the same beach he was just at.]

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[alwaysthetank.livejournal.com]

[hey, look, it's another, older Kairi. This one's around 30 and she... looks like she's about ready for battle. There's a sheath attached to her hip (among other things), but her stance, along with the way she has a sword raised in the air, is far more telling. It looks like she was pulled right from a fight.

She's frowning, and puts her other hand on that sword, holding it down in front of her.]

Now where did you go?


[[ooc: Self-restraint? What's that? Older version of willnotbuffyou; she's been in the dressing room 15 years now.]]

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[sliceanddiceyou.livejournal.com]

[Larxene is running through the hall, throwing knives at every heartless she sees. There's a lot of them like usual. She does this every day, but it never really gets old. She's just laughing shrilly whenever one poofs into darkness]

Yes yes. Die again and again. But you'll just come back tomorrow, won't you~ Silly little things.

[Another laugh and she's running around a corner. And... No heartless here. Just going to stop running and tilt her head to the side]

What's this? Empty? That's no fun. Here little heartless! Come here and entertain mommy Larxy~

[Walking down the hall way now. The heartless can't be too far off. Not like she notices how clean it is all of a sudden.]

[ooc: Oh god… Crazy Larxene from the future. Approach with caution, she will throw a knife at anyone.]

fish out of water.

[lackingfins.livejournal.com]

[haphazardly strewn out on the bathroom floor, this Roxas is sans clothing and laying in a gigantic puddle. unconscious? it would seem so.]

[ooc; guess who guess who. be specific!]

when there's nothing left to burn

[lostmycause.livejournal.com]

[Some of you may recognize this Axel. He barely looks any older because he's only had that heart that's beating away contentedly in his chest for a few months, now. Despite the lack of advance in age, he appears more tired, more worn down, as if things were really starting to get to him. His face and neck is marred with a few faint scars here and there, and were the rest of his body not covered by that coat, there would probably be more. His expression is dull, only the faintest hint of surprise showing when he realizes he isn't where he thought he would be upon turning this corner in this hallway. Something was... Different, about this place.]

... Hm. Odd.

(ooc: foralostcause in fifteen years. damn you, chat, damn you and your bandwagons. Not the definite future, just a possibility. What happened? I'm not telling~)

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[tutoringblues.livejournal.com]

Is there a pay phone around here somehow? I need to call my brother!

hitch in the system.

[beautymarking.livejournal.com]

--Dammit! Cameras like these aren't supposed to jam. Especially when they're this expensive...

[and now he's smacking a hand against said expensive camera. he's rather unaware that the photo shoot has, out of the blue, turned into a living room.]

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[petitblossom.livejournal.com]

[sitting up in a tree, feet dangling off one of the topmost branches as he surveys the garden like he owns it.

...there should not be roses and vines growing on said tree.]

putting the damage on.

[disobeys.livejournal.com]

[he's sprawled out on his back in a doorway somewhere, scrawling words in the air with a lighter.]

It's the end of the world as we know it...

[camoiscool.livejournal.com]

[Hayner's sticking his head out of the kitchen door. A look of panic on his face]

WE'RE OUT OF CAKE!!!


[ooc: chat chat chat... >:]

twist.

[ixero.livejournal.com]

I don't know how you stayed sane here, Sor'.

[he murmurs offhandedly, just strolling up and down the hall with a lack of anything better to do. he's twirling a lollipop stick between his fingers, and he's getting antsy for more candy.]