Wouldn't you like to see something strange?

[hearts-haunted.livejournal.com]

[sitting on the arm of a couch, slouching and looking around the room - wearing a black hoodie, jeans and untied sneakers]

Well this is a new place. Yeep. Definitely new. Not too weirder than usual, but I wonder why I've never been here before. Doesn't seem like I can leeeave...

Maybe I finally went nuts. [kicks a foot] ...Nah.

...Mom would be mad.

And Dad's gonna get pissed, it's almost peak season and I still have to set up the torture chamber.

[pulls an orange flier out of the pocket of his hoodie - it reads THE CASTLE THAT NEVER WAS, advertising a haunted house] God, only 59 days till the 31st... Why am I talking to myself. [rubs an eye]

[folds the flier and puts it back in his pocket - oh well, might as well continue with the self-talking] Maybe I'm dead. If I am, then I'll find a way home and become the theme for next year. [sighs]
If I do make it home, I can at least bring some ideas. A million clones of yourself, oh the horrors.

...I bet Axel would know what to do. Or at least cheer me up with some lame joke.

sweeping up the seconds that tick off the clock

[cursedmelody.livejournal.com]

[someone's just singing in the kitchen as he makes... a lot of sandwiches. he's been hiding in the room he found, avoiding people; a habit of his since getting cursed. it's ridiculously hard to hold a proper conversation when you can only speak in song lyrics. and as soon as he's finished his mass of sandwiches, he'll gather some fruit and some drink and go back to hiding away.]

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[emberprincess.livejournal.com]

(another little girl-another Kairi?-opens up the door, and exclaims)

Daddy, Mama says we can go out for ice cream tonight!

(and then she goes silent, because this isn't the living room)

...daddy?

((Meet Akane, a Kairi/Axel future kid :D))

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[furyoftheflame.livejournal.com]

*Axel enters the dressing room, frowning in discontent as he enters the kitchen, seeing how much of a mess it is. Tsking, he picks up a bucket of fried chicken and stares down inside to see nothing but bare bones.*

And no left overs...

*He glances around.*

Who the hell did this? And why didn't they invite me to join in?

sleeping beauty_

[silveralli.livejournal.com]

[hm. he's in the weapons room, but it's not so much the melee weapons that he's looking at. he's looking at staffs and magical armor.]

Hm. I wonder how they make these things, anyway.

[so he flips one of the ornamental staffs in his hand--oh. ur. and when he accidentally pointed to a plant, it wilts, dying and causing him to glow faintly.]

--agh, this is way too strong.

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[divinelunacies.livejournal.com]

[there's someone very short crawling out of the lab room, tangled up in a very over-sized coat that is the norm for Organization XIII. There's a high-pitched squeak as whoever it is trips over the end of the coat, and a little girl, about four years old with blue hair, spills out onto the floor.]

[[ooc: This is why boredom is a bad, bad thing.]]

this is seeker

[alldadsareold.livejournal.com]

[there's a large bam as this grown man bursts out of the ballroom and slams the doors roughly behind him. he stands with his back to the doors, gasping for air.]

There's a .. there's a dinosaur in there.

[pauses, still leaning heavily against the doors -- as if doing so would actually stop a dinosaur from barreling through. he certainly doesn't look as alarmed as he probably should.]

... That is so cool!

it's always funny until someone gets hurt.

[ixero.livejournal.com]

Who put sticks.

In my candycorns?

[... mister antisocial nicotine addict is going through withdrawal, and someone destroyed his candy.]