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[ravewave.livejournal.com]

[since no one told him no, Riku is tap tap tapping some nails into a doorway, and stringing up a hammock in it.]

[it probably didn't lead anywhere important, anyway.]

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[veridic.livejournal.com]

[there's not much left of this Sora. just his head, on a platter, "with be on a silver plate with rosemary and mint garnishing. with a side of caviar. oh, and don't forget the blood sauce". Yeah. A Saix ate him]

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[healsheartless.livejournal.com]

[there's a faint tinkle of bells, and another Heartless appears, floating a little above the ground. it looks kind of lost.]

[ooc: lag;ksfhj I've been wanting to make one of these for so loooong why did it take me until now.]

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[opera-in-yellow.livejournal.com]

[Someone's been floating around, looking for any sign of people; she's a bit hungry.]

[ooc: I can has bandwagon?]

Hey love, I am a constant satellite of your blazing sun.

[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

[ooc: Back from Candy Mountain~ 83 Finally, lolz.]

[looking a bit better since last week, there's more color to his face and he's less tired - a bandage rests across the side of his neck and he has a few sheets of music set in his hand]

[leaning against the wall outside of a room with A-X-E-L burnt into the door, the same name is scrawled across the top of the sheet music - his sitar resting against the wall next to him like it's his best friend]

[studying the music, trying to memorize the notes, counting with his fingers - eventually places it down and takes up his sitar to play out the melody as well as he can remember]

[leans his head back against the wall and closes eyes, smiling peacefully, taking in every note.]

[looks back down at his playing as he brings it to an end] ...This might be the best reminder.

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[hhhhelpme.livejournal.com]

[licking his lips, quiet, toying with the knife in his hands. His arms are a mess of scratches]

One, two, buckle my shoe. Three, four, shut the door.

[just keeps on humming it and singing under his breath, twitching every so often]

Suuuuunshiiine you are my suuunshine~

[aaand switches songs]

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[worshipnowplz.livejournal.com]

[just staring at his hands, seated at the kitchen table, frowning. God-boy here is a bit less glowy, and worried about the Sora who has his powers.]

This is just obnoxious.

[mutters it, then sips his tea, sighing. anyone is welcome to come bother/mock him for not being godly]

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[twilightavarice.livejournal.com]

[Someone's in the kitchen again, only he's sitting at the table, head in his arms. His expression looks nothing like the snarky cool-kept usual one, but just kind of miserable.

So of course, feel free to harass him :D]

Bad Habits Coming Back.

[ofradiance.livejournal.com]

[ Angry Irish Mutant is Angry. She's smoking, and she's eying the fire whiskey that was in the shelf (to think she was cured of her alcoholism too). And she looked pissed.

Yes this was a different Aerith. ]

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[radiantprodigy.livejournal.com]

[he seems to be pacing back and forth in one of the rooms, pausing occasionally. By the looks of it, he's waiting for something]

Hmm... well, I certainly hope I've made the proper preparations.

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[mentalistic.livejournal.com]

No, no, stop, no!

[he hates it when Roxas plays this game. when he plays hide and seek. sometimes Sora thinks he's invisible because he always sounds so close, but when he turns around, no one is there.]

I'm not listening to you! You're just trying to get me in trouble, trying to make me sleep, make it hurt, stop!

[ooc: hearing voices yaaay. bother please. ..aaand replies later.]

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[malloweakness.livejournal.com]

[ there is a strangely dressed Demyx inhabiting a table in the kitchen, plates of food waiting to be devoured. he's shoveling food into his mouth, most of it landing on the table and sometimes the front of his uniform. he's got a friend with him too, making an even bigger mess. Demyx swallows the mouthful and looks up from his plate at his friend. ]

Slow down, you'll make a mess.

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[takeyou-away.livejournal.com]

[and there's a Kairi running through the dressing room. she stops after a moment, though, when she realizes this definitely isn't where she was a second ago.]

What just happened? ...Naminé?

[ooc: needs more canon. :|]

leave behind.

[youngbelts.livejournal.com]

[don't mind him, in a large room by himself.]

Dianu meitu lymun.

[a large flash of light, but he scowls as the sound comes after, like thunder.]

Dianu meitu lymun, lymun--agh!

[glaring at his hands in frustration.]

oh my god I'm going to hell for this seriously

[ducktacos.livejournal.com]

[Sora is sitting cross legged in the kitchen cooking some delicious duck meat in the kitchen, in an EASY BAKE OVEN and the smell makes your mouth water and there's Sora just eating these tacos and he's got juices all over himself but he doesn't care because oh my god that is the greatest fucking duck taco he has ever eaten. he is moaning it is just THAT GOOD and he's making another one hastily because he just needs more...]

[yeah hi, this is vore!sora based on that unholy donald/sora vore fic on the kink meme. if anyone has any really disturbing icons I can use for this, it would be appreciated.]

it's like learning to fly

[pixiedustfaith.livejournal.com]

[there's a girl flying around--YES, FLYING. she has a pouch in one hand]

Okay, Peter. They were nice enough to give a pouch of it--

[not Neverland. what the-- just hovers in mid-air]

Daniel? Tink? Slightly? Tootles?

[continues to fly around]

[ooc: I'm in a Disney mood today. KH verse Jane. Might know the WR!Future kids, if they want. Oh, and kids and grownps who want to learn to fly? Jane has a whole pouch of pixie dust. :D]

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[cyanidebeans.livejournal.com]

[Walking around the dressing room. Looks pretty irritated.]

Replica where are you? Oh right, you insist on Kurai. Hmph... Kurai show yourself.

[ooc: Guess who's going to hell! :D]

hoo boy, more talking

[dominatingly.livejournal.com]

[well, someone's up extra early - four in the morning to be precise - and meandering over to the room he shares with brbstreaking. of course, he finds the guy asleep, but as he's failed to himself and wants to get things figured out sooner rather than later, he pokes the guy's sleepy face]

Sora?

[pokepokepoke what's patience?]

plug in and computerize, computerize

[puzzlepurity.livejournal.com]

[in comes a Kairi, though this one seems more...blank than usual? She says nothing, but simply takes in her surroundings, fingers of one hand toying with a strand of her hair.]

(OOC: takes the place of Nate "Near" River from Death Note. She's pulled from right after she and Roxas were informed of S's death.)

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[fatefulgamble.livejournal.com]

[pouring himself a glass of scotch, puts the bottle down and shakes the ice around]

Anyone care to join me for a drink? This place is completely and utterly dull to me now. I'm told that's because I haven't been particularly social these past months.

Some company might make it a bit more tolerable, to say the least.

Any takers?