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[nakedbartender.livejournal.com]

[Addie is just walking around the main room of the dressing room looking irritated as usual. Might be because he's still shirtless and he really doesn't like that. But it's not his fault he can't find the clothes closets! Or if he does find one it's filled with horrible girly clothing or something. He just has bad luck.]

Can anyone help me find a shirt? I really need one.

[Yup... He's just going to ask someone now.]

did you really think you could take it?

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

[someone got the snot beat out of him again~ though it's not nearly as bad as losing an arm... his left cheek is split open, and there's blood sticking his crimson hair to the back of his head. he'd woken up in his room, naked and with one hell of a headache. unsteady as a newborn fawn on his feet, he hadn't made it to the shower to wash the blood from his hair. he'd barely managed the shuffle to one of the couches though he had been on his way to the kitchen]

Mr. fucking "Superior" can go suck a big one. Who the fuck does he think he is anyway?

[gingerly touches his cheek where fresh blood had started to run]

Tch, bastard.

Arts & Crafts time

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

[Ri is seated at a large table, with a great amount of craft supplies spread out before him, mostly ribbons of all colors, jingly bells of all sizes and tones, glue, scissors, and various decorative bits. He's very engrossed in his task.

Maybe you should ask him why he's stringing bells onto the ribbons. Or just bother him.]

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[femmistry.livejournal.com]

[having required the necessary amount of data and subsequently creating a slightly altered Namine replica, Vexen is now... not entirely sure where to find the person she created the replica for. eventually she just decides to lean against the wall in the hallway, near the door to the nice little operating room she found.]

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[divinelunacies.livejournal.com]

[someone's relieved that the latest event is over for her. Walking around with a pink-haired, peace-loving version of yourself was only so entertaining after the first day. But now she's gone, and Saïx has had quite enough of these random events, so she's on a mission. If she can't at least find a way out, she'll find a way to regain her heart.

She's found herself peering over the balcony of a room, frowning at the numerous staircases.]


[[ooc: Guess who's bored. Pester?]]

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[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

[water running in a nearby bathroom - Demyx is sitting in the bathtub, pouting, the shower curtain pulled across his lower half - muttering under his breath]

-And she's always got to have her little last word in, doesn't she. Always gotta find a new way to make me miserable.
...How am I going to reverse this one? [staring down at himself, arms folded, drums his fingers and pooches lip out in thought]

[the very tip of a blue fin folds out from behind the curtain]

So. Not. Cool.

[ooc: :| Blame kindafishy.]

[EDIT: Now he's made it to the pool - still half-fish, but at least it isn't so cramped?]

Pantsless

[kneelb4xemnas.livejournal.com]

[He was looking particularly pissed this evening. It had been a few days or so since he punished 'a' Axel, and though that came and went, his pants were still gone. Gone forever.

He managed to find a room not occupied. If it belonged to someone too bad. It was Xemnas' now. As for finding another pair of pants, he wasn't sure what to do about that. Luckily, that red-haired bastard didn't burn his coat, or else he'd just be completely naked and Axel likely dead.

He sighed deeply, sitting down on the bed. Things have been more complicated then he wished for them to be. He never realized how hard life could be without having someone waitng on him hand and foot... He couldn't seem to find Saix or rather, a 'competent' Saix when he needed one.]

let's go in reverse

[reverse-prince.livejournal.com]

[it... looks kind of like Kai. if he was a few years older, and had blue hair and red eyes, and dressed in leather. whoever he is, he's just strolling through a door, pausing when he notices the difference. taking a long drag off the cigarette in his hand, he smirks.]

Well well. This certainly looks... familiar.

[putting the cigarette out against the wall, he pockets what's left of it and starts wandering down the hall, whistling.]


(ooc: What can I say. He stuck around. Gemini Kai~!)

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[iliekdarkness.livejournal.com]

[he's relaxing on a couch currently, just sort of staring at the ceiling, his Dark Keyblade pointed upwards]

Really. How does that kid always manage to get his heart back? Way to spoil my fun...

[hrumph]

She really was onto something when she brought up locking hearts.

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[veridic.livejournal.com]

[so, just uh...ignore this head laying here. And a few rooms over, the body that just appeared there. And ignore when the head has eyes that open and then the boy is screaming. Also that body is probably twitching and thrashing]

[ooc; He was beheaded when he died, and the head was separate from the body, so I figured you know what, why not have it be attachable and detachable at will?]

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[newblades.livejournal.com]

Riku.

[back in his cloak means back to business, although he plans to at least attempt some mannerisms he'd picked up from the Soras.]

[the threatening look on his face says otherwise, however. and that tone of voice is a mixture of inviting and dangerous.]

It was when before...

[compensates.livejournal.com]

[There's a new Keyblade in the dressing room. It's not a very fancy Keyblade: it doesn't even have a keychain. But it's big. Really, really big. And anyone who wanders past might notice a sort of metallic ringing noise that echoes around it. That sound starts and stops at random intervals as if something is trying to communicate, trying to form words in its own language.]

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[radiantprodigy.livejournal.com]

[Ienzo's currently organizing a stack of books in one of the rooms, gemini-free at last. Some of the books seem quite lengthy, while others are mere novellas. Either way, he seems quite busy]

It's quite fortunate that the 'double' of mine has left... I was beginning to think that I would have no time to myself.

In the heat of the night...

[feralnumbervii.livejournal.com]

[One thing that Saix could not live without is the sight of the moon at night. It calmed him and at the same time, wound him up to no end. In fact, it was a very dangerous combination for the Berserker, especially if he was already Berserk. It sort of made him a bit...'frisky' so to speak. But for a normal person, it could easily be mistaken for cruel and inhuman torture should Saix get his claws into you. His Xemnas praised this behavior, and often times 'rewarded' him... But his Superior was gone. His strength, his demands, and his discipline was somewhere lost in another world. So Saix would just have to keep hunting down potential mates until he was able to find one that could suvive his 'attacks'.

It took him a long while to find a door that lead to the outside... And even though it was outside it was still enclosed. But at least he could see the sky, smell the air, allow his instincts to run wild. He was already stalking through the bushes in tree's hoping to find a potential mate.]