Dude...Where's the castle?

[oneeyeddude.livejournal.com]

[He was walking, talking, and taking a long drag from a 'cigarette'. Ok, maybe it wasn't a cigarette. It was a very 'special' illegal in some places cigarette. But regardless, he was feeling preeeetty nice. So nice, that one moment he was walking down the hall talking to Xaldin, and then next he was here! ]

Dude... Am i tripping out?

[Well...yes, he was. Obviously. So no problem. He just sat down on that couch that he has never seen before.]

...Wait, where's Xaldin? 

[Maybe he wasn't talking to Xaldin. Maybe he was just talking to himself. Shit, he was confused. But why question it? Home was where the couch was tonight. Seemed quiet and clean enough... Well, for now anyways.

He sprawled out a bit, taking yet another long drag and blew the smoke into the air. He laughed a bit...at what? He didn't know. Maybe smoke was funny?]

Man... i am trashed...

Beware a Dragon Rider out of control.

[blck-drgn-rdr.livejournal.com]

[He was heartbroken, frustrated, angry, depressed, hurt, and tired. All the emotions that he normally kept bottled up, all the control that he valued, everything he was and is and forever shall be screamed at him. He couldn't tell what direction was up. His own expectations of his life, the pressure of being the youngest of the Dragon Riders, it had never gotten to him before. But being here, in this place. Falling in love with not one but two people and to realize that the both of them were already taken. Everything had formed one maelstrom of emotion, one trigger that was already pushed.

He'd sought refuge in the training room, losing himself to the motions of his blades, but he couldn't run forever. As he fluidly and quickly moved from kata to kata, stance to stance, imaginary enemy to imaginary enemy, power, his own and that granted to him from being soul bonded to Zanren leaked out of his hands, his feet, his hair. It swirled and twirled around his body, raising higher and higher, stronger and stronger. It needed a release. It sought and sought, and he fought for control; but how can one control power that seeks destruction? With a scream of utter defeat, Roxas collapsed to his knees as the power exploded outward, sending a devestating effect through the training room. Lights exploded, all equipment destroyed, the walls and ceiling caved. And in the midst of it all, protected by his own out of control power, sat Roxas, his head on his bent knees, sobbing.]

[ooc: sorry, feeling slightly out of control myself, and this boy was definitely due for some angst.]

ITP: boys being stupid

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

[he's failing at being ninja-ish and stealthy, but that doesn't matter because he's excited]

Kurai! Kai! Come on. I found the perfect room and some microwaves.

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[darkenly.livejournal.com]

I'm sensing there's some new ones around.

I wonder just how many will keep coming and popping up?

[twirls a key chain ring that he found around his finger]

the reason why.

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[well, now that that's all well and done and his Gemini is gone, he's contemplating. ... oh, and bandaging up a few bruises at the same time.]

Th-th-this so w-w-wasn't g-g-good for m-m-my r-rehab.

if you're wondering, I know;

[cellblocked.livejournal.com]

[someone is singing softly to himslef in that too quiet voice, just making some macaroni in the kitchen for himself... but oops, there he goes accidentally touching the hot stove]

O-ow...

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[de-mi-ni.livejournal.com]

(ooc: Finally posting with him~ Leftover from the event, he's the gemini of  sitarwithmytoes )

[walks out of a hallway, tossing a golden shell necklace up and down in his hand and grinning to himself - organization coat is nowhere to be found and his pants look like they were pulled on in a hurry]

Wonder if she'll be looking for this~ [turns his smirk down to his trophy with an arched eyebrow]