Where are you now.....?

[subvariate.livejournal.com]

[Leon is stalking angrily up and down hallways, opening doors and looking through the rooms behind them. It's obvious that he's searching for something, but what is it?]

ring ring ring ring

[a-hyuck.livejournal.com]

Gawrsh, I wonder if this poppin' up in random places will be a regular thing.

[There's a lost Goofy in one of the main rooms.]

Cold Hearts

[forgotten-uses.livejournal.com]

[There's a new Roxas standing in the main room looking thoroughly annoyed, glaring at all the people walking by.]

...what the hell is this?

[ooc: short info in profile.]

I'm strong on the surface.

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[Sometimes it can be a bit hard to find peace and quiet in a place like this, so Roxas here is just trying new ways to clear his head. And apparently sitting upside down in a chair was the first thought that came to mind. He lets out a long sigh and closes his eyes, cheeks already showing a light shade of pink.]

[Thanks to his favorite Larxene, Roxas is currently clutching the giant cut across his stomach with one hand, attempting to stop the bleeding. He has a broken leg, wrist, and finger, not to mention the multiple stab wounds in his back, one in his arm, and another in his shoulder. In short: he's a mess. but it may not be too late to save him.]

[this is turning out to be a really shitty birthday.]

no subject

[gofitmemorithed.livejournal.com]

[woke up in Larxene's bedroom. Something feels different- Oh hey, he's back in his body.]

[there's that whole feeling again. But that also means that Larxene doesn't have a heart, now.]

[sits up and heads to the bathroom to start the early morning teeth/braces/dental cleaning]

[sigh.]

{ooc: Slightly backdated? Dunno.)

no subject

[tinyku.livejournal.com]

[ One of the living room areas has been completely demolished - all of the sofas are missing their cushions, and the lighter furniture has been moved. Small tables, light recliners, and chairs likely stolen from another room are pushed toward one corner. They're not all visible, though, seeing as there's probably half a dozen blankets and sheets covering them.

It's a classic kid's fort, tall and sturdy - the sheets are tied with string and a few of those chairs are probably upside down for space, and any openings near the floor are blocked by pillows. Seems there's only one entrance near the wall, with a thinner blanket hanging open for just the slightest peek inside.

The maker of the fort, though clearly experienced, isn't in immediate sight. But they can't have gone too far. They might even be inside; the fort looks like it could hold a dozen kids. ]

Punching the timestream

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

[A portal opens up above the hallway in front of his room, and a very battered and bleeding Replica falls out of it. He stays on his feet only long enough to register being in a 'safe' place before collapsing to the floor. He's terribly injured all over, but the chunk of flesh missing from his side and crawling with Darkness is most noticeable. That and the flicker of orange-gold from beneath his fluttering eyelids.

Do mind the pool of Darkness that is now spreading out from under his prone body.]


[OOC: He fought Saix. And we finally mostly finished the thread. I guess this should be backdated?]