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[mishappens.livejournal.com]

[ well this is slightly new. It doesn't seem too abnormal around here, suppose he'll just get used it.

And he'll do just that by starting to look for the nearest room with alcohol, since of course that's the perfect way to drown out your confusion an or frustration. Have a Lux wondering the halls, possibly opening and closing doors that looked promising. ]

Simply unbelievable.

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[dancing-waters.livejournal.com]

[Demyx isn't in the best mood ever right now. That should be evident in the countless laps he is swimming in the pool trying to work out some stress. It doesn't look like he is going to stop anytime soon...]

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[tackticks.livejournal.com]

[making a face, Riku walks from the stove to the trash, dumping what seems to be a burned mess into it. ... he's not the best of cooks. a dog could cook better. he decides to scrap that, and cleans his hands. murmurs, to himself--]

... there's a weird overlaying feeling to the air.

[that... feels like a warning.]

run

[slowfooted.livejournal.com]

[with his shirt discarded, Sora hooks his thumb into the waistband of his shorts and tugs downward, exposing his hip and a long white scar that disappears beneath his shorts. he stares at his reflection in the mirror in front of him and frowns, sighing.]

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[totes-better.livejournal.com]

[BOOM]

[...Smoke is pouring out of the kitchen. One might hear coughing and notice someone stumbling out of the kitchen trying to fan the smoke away. Yeah... She wasn't going to try and cook again anytime soon.]

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[sweetlytortures.livejournal.com]

Well, well. This is a surprise.

["this" being the thoroughly equipped torture room she just stumbled upon. Larxene wastes no time lingering by the doorway, but steps in, the flowery scent drifting about her a sharp contrast - or is it complement? - to the cloying odor of blood in the space.

Hm~...the rack, the wheel, the maiden, the flails...it's almost like being in the proverbial toy store.]

struck

[isirocks.livejournal.com]

[there's a restless Riku look-a-like going through the dressing room, obviously searching for something. or someone. to be specific, he's looking to speak with a Larxene, any Larxene, though that doesn't mean he won't talk to anyone else who stops by.]

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[fondofapples.livejournal.com]

[a loud yawn.]

OH, WELL. THEY CAN HAVE THEIR LITTLE ~FESTIVITIES~ WHILE I TAKE A NICE NAP.

[bam clang. ... is that a sofa-sized piece of hardened frosting.]

----- REALLY NEED TO CLEAN UP AFTER THEMSELVES.

[ooc; for your daily dose of pain and emotional abuse :|]

stay at home with you.

[battleofcards.livejournal.com]

[frowning at the mirror. yes, he has a frilly dress on.]

... Riku isn't even here! Where're my clothes...

again and again and again.

[antimnemonic.livejournal.com]

You can take it from here, Ri--

[oh, is that another male Namine? it is. he's probably new; he looks pretty confused.]

stuck inside this rut that I fell into by mistake

[keytokingdoms.livejournal.com]

[Don't mind the new little Kairi, who's just. staring.
On second thought, maybe someone should explain to her where she is. She looks really confused.]

[ooc: tags will be later tonight or tomorrow]

That's NO GOOD

[radiantprodigy.livejournal.com]

[not good, not good at all. Ienzo here is trying to get through the halls, mouth tightly shut, as if he's forcing it closed, and squirming quite a bit.

All the more reason to avoid large clumps of frosting, really, but right now he's more concerned with making it to the privacy of his room than doing anything reckless while under the unfortunate effects of the frosting.]

[ooc: Aphrodisiac'd and truth serum'd. Have at him.]

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[correcting.livejournal.com]

[ she's sitting on the floor in a middle of a room, around her are quite a few sheets of different colored paper and a few different pairs of scissors, just in case you know.

Next to her is a basket that already has little bits of paper cut up into different shapes settled at the bottom of it. Currently, she's fumbling with some pink paper and a pair of scissors because she's determined to cut properly shaped stars.

Guess who's getting ready for New Years~ ]

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[1wingedgiggity.livejournal.com]

GIGGITY GIGGITY GIGGITY GIGGITY GIGGITY GIGGITY GIGGITY GOO

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[axerbert.livejournal.com]

Aw, now, c'mon, Roxchris. This ain't fair. You still owe me a lawn-cuttin'. Roxchris...

Roxchris?


Gitcho fatass back here....