watch me dance, I'm a puppet, you can almost see the strings

[jokeraxel.livejournal.com]

[This latest arrival is an unusual sight. This place certainly gets a lot of those, but this one is a little... Unique. It looks like an Axel. In fact, it may have been an Axel at one point. His hair, though, is green, and his face is painted white. Around his lips and tracing mottled scars that leave him with a permanent smile is red. Bright green eyes look sunken due to the black make-up around them, but they're flicking around actively, taking in these new surroundings.]

What is this~? Not what I was going for but neither an unwelcome diversion.

Goood evening, ladies and gentlemen...

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[backwoodsoldier.livejournal.com]

[He's gone out of his way to find an empty room - one with the door to his back.  A table is set up at the far end, with a lot of padding on the wall behind it. Bottles and cans litter the top, and Cloud is holding his rifle so tightly that one might think letting go would mean his death.

Stuffing bursts from the wall - a miss, followed by two more before the bottle finally shatters. Cloud exhales loudly and walks over to pick up the pieces of glass.]

Need to be steadier...

we are such fragile things.

[minimemory.livejournal.com]

[this girl's looking a little different, somehow - maybe it's the fact that she's a little taller? she's clutching a sketchbook tight to her chest as she looks around apprehensively]

...think we did it? [--and then she realizes she's apparently addressing thin air- that would be a yes. so she'll kind of stand there in the doorway, eyes wide]

[ooc: so, uh. a week? more like. two days. :/ yeah. she's eight now, yay?]

it's raining

[pluiet.livejournal.com]

[looks like the DR's about to get another Kairi. she seems normal enough; hair loose, wearing a dark blue hoodie that looks a little large on her, a pair of jeans, and simple running shoes. there's also a large book bag slung over her shoulder. her attention's back on wherever she's coming from, hand lifting up to wave.]

I'm going to be busy tonight, if I don't catch you guys in chat I'll see you tomor--

[comes to a halt, eyes wide as she stares at the room she's just entered.]

...row. What the...?

[turns, intent on returning to the place she just came from, only to come face to face with a wall.]

Guys...? Guys, can you hear me? Sora? Roxas? Riku? Axel??

[places a hand on the wall, confused and just a little frightened, before turning back to look out at the room, clutching the strap of her bag.]

What the hell did I just walk into...?

(ooc: HS!AU Kairi, info in profile.)

Of Masques and Martyrs Ad the Loveless

[cloudy-reverie.livejournal.com]

[Cloud is limping down the hall, trying to find his room where he could collapse and bleed all over the sheets.  See, Cloud got into a fight with the Heartless here.  He won, which was good.  Did not come out unscathed though. D:

Cloud's wing has torn in multiple places and would need stitching, badly.  There are three lines going his thigh, big claws those Heartless got.  His shoulder is sore too, got dislocated and put it back in himself. (ooc: Heartless ARE roaming DR, right? If not, lemme know so I can delete xD;;) ]

...Urgh...

[Please let the room be coming up soon, though hopefully Leon (stoicallion) hasn't come back yet... wouldn't do well see Cloud like this. (Feel free to poke or prod!)]

you're so naive, but it comes off so cute;

[awakingalone.livejournal.com]

[he's found himself in the kitchen. When you don't need sleep, all you really can do is wander aimlessly. So he's sitting at a table, picking through miscellaneous food items slowly. He's never needed food before, but he's seen that people digest it so it's worth trying out.

...too bad he doesn't know you have to chew it first. Please excuse him as he forces various (luckily smaller) things down his throat, choking every so often]

hush now dear children;

[fearnoreaper.livejournal.com]

[someone is hanging on the ceiling again, singing softly in a haunting voice. People who hear it might fall under his spell but we'll see we'll see]

Come little children
I'll take thee away, into a land
of Enchantment

Come little children
the time's come to play
here in my garden
of Shadows

Follow sweet children
I'll show thee the way
through all the pain and
the Sorrows

Weep not poor children
for life is this way
murdering beauty and
Passions

[he's... at it again :l]

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[iwasarealboy.livejournal.com]

[is sitting on steps somewhere, looking down at a Keyblade in one hand and a knife in the other, with a card sitting on his lap]

I...if someone does something awful to you, is it right to want revenge?

[murmurs it to the first person he hears walk past~ someone's been talking with the Joker, and even has his card]

can't you hear my screams?

[knowsyoursecret.livejournal.com]

[laying on the floor, eyes glazed over. his lips are parted in surprise, but no air passes between them. he's looks very dead... and he is. his skin is already cooling, a touch of blue decorating his lips]

((ooc: fearnoreaper is to blame for this. Axel's currently trapped in Hell, and can only be brought back by anyone who can bring back the dead.))

[still on the floor, though he's sitting up this time and breathing. running a shaky hand through his hair, he's simply relieved to be alive again, thanks to the god known as Death]

Throw A Stranger An Unexpected Smile

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

[Flip. Flip. Flip.
Sora can be found in one of the game rooms, sitting on top of a pool table as he continued to turn the Joker card in his hands. A harmless thing that was given to him from a man with a smile, he made a new friend.
An interesting fellow, to say the least. But now he was bored, letting his foot tap against one of the balls to roll to the other side of the table as his mind wandered.]

Hmm...

and so big and so bad and so large

[halfbakedemo.livejournal.com]

[so guess who's sucking on a blunt like he didn't promise several people he wouldn't, letting all that delicious smelling smoke drift out from his room.]

drove through ghosts to get here

[commandingly.livejournal.com]

[sighs quietly, dragging a hand through his hair, and goes on a search, calling his name.]

...Ri...? My Ri, I mean.

[looks shaky, scared even; he's just seen the body of one kid he was close to, and he doesn't know if he can take seeing another]

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[ravewave.livejournal.com]

[now that Riku's found an outfit that's worth wearing (and staying on his body), he's oblivious to everyone else's daily problems, just hanging around.]

[there's a guitar in his hands, and although he can pick a melody or two with his fingers, he's clearly an amateur.]

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[radiantprodigy.livejournal.com]

[it seems that Ienzo is once again his old self, as opposed to being the incorrect gender. He's sitting at one of the tables, wiping his face with a wet cloth. On the table is some blue hair ribbon, and in front of him is some misc notebook and a pen, as well as a few lab chemicals. He appears to be...taking notes]

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[ohgodcantgetout.livejournal.com]

[slumped on the floor, in a corner, is this Kurai fellow. he's covered in blood from his face to his hands to most of his front. this is the result of the new additions to his face, caused by his fun, fun experience with the Joker.

by now, he's not bleeding as profusely, but he's apparently done nothing to really clean himself up. ...and he's semiconscious, because he's a complete idiot and spent all day sitting on the floor, bleeding.]

Fucking...hate...everything.

[help him please? :|]

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[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

[Axel's in his room, flopped back on the bed, staring thoughtfully at the ceiling. His gloves are off and cast aside so he can run his fingers through his hair. It's been cut a little shorter recently and he's still not used to the feeling...]

(ooc: Mainly for destati_13~ but, eh, not locked. lunalunasai? :D)

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[mentalistic.livejournal.com]

[there's a Sora just sitting in the hallway. he's writing his name on the wall with a dull, orange crayon, over and over again, muttering quietly to himself. he's dressed in grays and whites, and if he's noticed the change in his surroundings, he doesn't seem to care that much.]

Sora, Sora, Sora...

things i can't say.

[slavingly.livejournal.com]

[quiet on a winding staircase that goes up to nowhere, overlooking most of the room.]

... mm.

i'll dive right in.

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[by himself in the music room, reading sheet music that he's supposed to be learning.]

Okay, I know 'no pain could be deeper' isn't that low... back to the drawing board.

[ooc; locked to mergingly]

she'll suck you dry and still you'll cry to be back in her bosom

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[[Larxene is in the kitchen waaaay too early in the morning, making tea. She's finally given up on sleep, after a night of interesting dreams where she always woke up before the conclusion.

Axel was in one. This disturbs her greatly.

It's probably the demon!Marluxia's fault, she figures; but if losing a night's sleep is the only payment for what happened, it was worth it. If it's the only payment, which she would have been more concerned about at the time were she thinking rationally.

But on the bright side, she's back in her normal shape. Funny how one takes having the proper bits for granted until they get switched out for the other gender.

So, yes. Tea.]]


((axels, marluxias, come this way~ >D Edit: Comments are bordering on 18+. Well, the ones with Axel, anyway. So yeah.))