9 Aug 2008

9 Aug 2008 12:21 am
[identity profile] wealthier.livejournal.com
[just staring, staring, staring, because he was dead, and dead people didn't wake up...where ever the hell this place was. Dead people woke up in Heaven or Hell or Purgatory, or-- not here, wherever here was.]

....Roxas!

[and he yells it- because if there's one person who he knows he saw recently, it was that bastard. There's rope-burns on his wrists, and blood spattered on his shirt, to go with the wicked scar on his neck]


[ooc; o hai i am hur to cause trouble for jailedbait. come bother him if you like, and ignore the scar along his neck where his throat was slit, yesyes? :)]

[and is now in the main room, clutching his stomach where he's bleeding currently, hands sticky with blood. halp plz]

RICKETS

9 Aug 2008 01:25 am
[identity profile] jailedbait.livejournal.com
This couldn't have happened at a time more wrong than this.

[sliiide, scrape, sway.]

I swear everything could've been right, should've been right--

[lifts those heavy serrated katars, gripping tightly at their handles.]

--but there is no world that's fit for me and happiness to cooperate in a fun, safe, and carefree environment.

So it's back to the drawing board-- and now I have to fu.. fucking deal with him. Him of all people god why did he have to come here that son of a bitch I'll..

Where is Cupcake when I need him. Why did he have to leave?

9 Aug 2008 01:54 am
[identity profile] darkerguardian.livejournal.com
(another older Riku (about thirty, wearing casual clothes) runs in, only to pause. wait. since when has there been so little heartless?)

What the heck?

(just looking around, very confused now)

((Older!Soul Eater. :D))

9 Aug 2008 03:44 am
[identity profile] worshipnowplz.livejournal.com
[...don't mind Godku. He's just uh. Sleeping. Naked. Innnn the library.]
[identity profile] sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com
[clutching a bottle of strong who-knows-what, curled up in a ball in the corner of a couch] 
[staring down at the bottle, feeling nauseated - another mouthful will make him sick and he's weighing the pros and cons] 

[long pause as his deliberation continues - pulls his head up and blinks a little, trying to focus] ...Axel would not want to see me like this. 

Pshh... [snickers, eventually laughing so hard it turns silent and he's just shaking] 

[quiets himself enough to knock the bottle back and take a swig- swallows quickly and breaks into coughs] HACK .... Okay, ow. Still kinda burns on the way down. 

..... [whiiine.]

9 Aug 2008 11:37 am
[identity profile] sunlightchild.livejournal.com
[a small Sora pops into the room now, looking very lost]

Where 'm I? Daddy...?

[ooc: decided to screw with relations a little bit. =D reusing an old journal. plz be throwing lots of Roxai at him, I want to break some brains. Or at least damage them]
[identity profile] onlyafake.livejournal.com
[just over here in his corner, sitting in a recliner with his knees to his chest and his juice box in the only part of his fingers that manage their way out of those huge sleeves. his eyeliner's a little smeared and he's looking a little worse for wear, but harmless none the less. ...right?]

9 Aug 2008 12:49 pm
[identity profile] prelichking.livejournal.com
(Arthas!Riku seems to have come across not just one, but a whole stack of Warcraft books, including The Sunwell Trilogy.
And, well, he's pretty confused. This Arthas guy is kind of like him, and from what Kairi told him, it follows what he does in the future. But why doesn't he look anything like Riku?)

((because it HAD to happen. XD))

9 Aug 2008 02:35 pm
[identity profile] atenderbruise.livejournal.com
Fuck!

[well, if anyone was near the kitchen in the right corridor they could probably hear glass plates breaking. That's all thanks to Sora, a little emotional wreck that was fuming at the moment.
Sometimes he just has to clean to calm down, he never enjoyed being angry so he went to take care of some dishes. But of course, he's sidetracked by too many thoughts and cursing under his breath as he started picking up the shattered glass that was scattered all over the tile floor.
Rubbing at his watery eyes for a moment before continuing
]

I deserve this, this is probably j-just karma....

[why yes, he is talking to himself. Everybody does, right?

9 Aug 2008 03:51 pm
[identity profile] quirky-sitar.livejournal.com
[Demyx wanders in, more than ready for a little break from Murderous, Haunted and Shoeless [community profile] discedo, and the first thing he happens to notice is a nearby Day-By-Day calendar.]

Oh gee. Would'ja lookit that. 8/9/8.

[A sort-of wary, sort-of-expectant glance around. Followed by a brief, tense laugh...]

....So today's apparently get sandwiched by two Axels day? Am I right on how that works, public-at-large?

Well it beats getting hit on by ghostie-Cynthia, for now...

[A shrug, and he flops back on the nearest couch with just a touch of grin.]


So ahh...how 'bout it, Flurries of Dancing Flame out there. Anyone wanna bite?

(hopefully not literally, 'cause that's not really my kinda thing?)

9 Aug 2008 05:25 pm
[identity profile] thundery.livejournal.com
[looks like that one male Larxene's coming out of the woodwork. Seated in a comfortable-looking chair, he's got his feet propped up on a table, sending sparks of electricity across the floor at anyone who passes by. Getting into fights with replicas is only entertaining as long as it's going on; there are a few bandages on him from that, too, but none of it looks too serious.]

9 Aug 2008 10:05 pm
[identity profile] batofawesome.livejournal.com
[in one of the main rooms, Antoine is standing with a pile of handmade posters and a lump of sticky tack, trying to get the posters to stay up on the wall.

somehow, he cannot master the ways of sticky tack.]


Darn it, these need to stay up or no one will go with me.

[still not getting the poster to stay up on the wall properly. let it be known that anyone who stops to help him or just bother him will probably be badgered about going camping.]

9 Aug 2008 11:30 pm
[identity profile] newblades.livejournal.com
I want to know something.

[he's genuinely curious, seated at a kitchen table, drumming his fingers against the polished oak. there's plenty of people with hearts here, so asking the masses seems like a logical idea.]

I understand that I smile when I'm happy, and that I frown when I'm not. But what else am I supposed to do?

[because he has no memory of how he's supposed to act, so his attempts to act like he cares come out mish-mashed.]

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