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[paintedpastel.livejournal.com]

[Namine's done some thinking while she's been on her own. She's a Nobody, right? So shouldn't she be able to make those doors as well? Calling them up is a lot harder than it seems, though, so now she's seated on the floor of a somewhat empty room, knees pulled up to her chest, chin resting on them, and concentrating on a little flickering, almost flame-like bit of darkness about a foot in front of her.]

Event!

[witchy-evil.livejournal.com]

[It seems that Maleficent has once again decided to darken the halls of the Dressing Room.]

Cursed ingrates! I'll stomp you like bugs!

[With a tap of her staff against the floor, purple and black smoke unfurls through out the dressing room. What this spell will do, no one knows.]

[ooc: Ok guys. As stated in the OOC this is an affinities spell. What that means is that your pup will be completely opposite as to what they are. If your character is a good guy that controls light, he'll be a bad guy that controls dark. For Riku, I believe we've decided on chaotic neutral. Event lasts two days. Again, if you don't want to participate, you don't have to. Also, if you have questions, feel free to post in this thread and hopefully someone can help you, if I can't.

And I'm thinking of doing two events this month, since I missed April...and just as a heads up, depending on moderator approval, I'm thinking next event will be a doozy. All Nobodies in the house...well be prepared to become somebodies...and all somebodies, will become nobodies. Heartless will also get their hearts.]

because sadism is sometimes fun

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

[This Replica was in a good mood because he was no longer female (yay!), until he tried to make a portal to the kitchen and ran headfirst into a wall. That was slightly annoying, but what's more disconcerting is the sudden burning feeling in his chest, as if his Heart is about to explode (and man is that ever painful), and before he can react, he's down on the floor, clutching at his chest and screaming his voice raw.]



[OOC: Ri has switched from Darkness to Light. Unfortunately, his Artificial Heart is/was made of Darkness. This isn't going to be pretty.]

Intro!

[stilldontgotit.livejournal.com]

[...And in the middle of the hall there's a Riku, staring at first. This definitely isn't the Island. He'd been there for all his life, so naturally he knew it like the back of his hand.

No, he's pretty sure this is someplace else? ...Another world? He's still for a moment, but soon enough begins to step forward, a slight smirk forming on his face.]

[ooc: Pre-canon.]

DARKNESSSS

[radiantprodigy.livejournal.com]

[...oh my. There seems to be some dark smoke seeping from the laboratory door, quite a bit of it, in fact. Along with the smoke is a rather unusual stench, and if one were to peek inside they might find Ienzo tinkering away with some strange equipment. It's not too surprising to see him in the lab, but what he's doing...

Is direct research on a shadow heartless.]

[ooc: Effected. He's more evil-ish and his illusions have been reversed to be reality abilities.]

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[thundery.livejournal.com]

[ Lookie there, it's Larxene. He's standing in a hallway close to the beach room, leaning against the wall with his coat unzipped and hanging open, the hood pulled over his eyes. The charged, static feel to him is gone, replaced by-- well, something much more obvious. Floating slowly around him are streams of broken water, misshaped droplets hovering through the air in hoops.

Given that he's looking down at the floor, he's completely unaware. ]

All washed up?

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

[Oh, man. Kurt is not feeling good. He's not feeling good at all. He'd just been kicking back in the desert room, when things had gone wrong... how his own home could feel just too hot for him, he doesn't know. How the traces of his own darkness could feel offputting, even more. Instead, he's flailing around, panicked, clumsy... checking doors wildly...]

...got to be here, got to be around here somewhere...

[He's not sure what he's looking for. But it's not stopping him, anyway.]

expericitation;

[sundowningly.livejournal.com]

[In the garden, someone's decided to take a break from his boring medical books for once. And he's entertaining himself by lighting aflame various flowers, one by one, with dark fire. He looks to be pretty bored doing so though.]

[ooc: I'm attempting this whole chaotic-neutral affinity switch thing :|]

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[7heavenguardian.livejournal.com]

[Tifa was just planning to get a glass of water, then go back to bed. But for some reason the Dressing room decided not to clean a bunch of peoples dishes as it usually does, and has left quite the pile of dishes in the sink.

And for some reason or another, Tifa has decided to clean them. Don't mind her.]

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[purloining.livejournal.com]

[ Sora's dragging his way through the halls, obviously disconcerted with the fact that his patchwork clothes has been replaced with heavy-duty metal armor, and the fact that any type of magick he's been able to cast has been curative instead of destructive.

He's made his way toward the end of the hall into one of the main rooms, though his tired legs sway a bit as he falls to the floor. CLANK. Lying face flat like a turtle. ]

...Darn.

[ooc: fantasy thief/black mage!sora turned into a fantasy knight/white mage!sora. :|]

the light, it burns...

[submit2darkness.livejournal.com]

[Ansem had always managed to avoid those pesky little spells, but it looks like he couldn't escape this one. It may even look like he is in a bit of pain... He couldn't use his own powers of Darkness...  ]

 w-well...I suppose I can't say I don't deserve it..

 

[ooc:Ansem was hit by the spell. be gentle.]

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[heart-prince.livejournal.com]

[this guy hasn't been around lately, having gotten lost and trapped somewhere far from the normal areas. but he's back again, and in the beach room. looks like he's been hit by the spell, too; he's tracing a picture in the sand with his finger, a trail of darkness following it and burning the image into the sand.]