out comes the evil.

[ahorridbruise.livejournal.com]

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the day was gonna come when i was gonna mourn ya

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[She had to see for herself: to make sure that Kai was telling the truth (if his kind could even lie,) and yes, it was the Axel she thought it was.

Akane's still crying, alarmed by the commotion Larxene was making back by the beach room, but Larxene hardly notices. Where is he-

Ah.

Only now does she stop to calm Akane. While she's at it, she turns her around in the sling to face her, so she doesn't have to see her dead dad. Although, really, the kid's only three months old; she's likely too young to remember any of this.

With the necessary adjustments made, Larxene drops to her knees next to Axel's body. He's still somewhat warm, the pooled blood sticky: he hasn't been dead long.]

What the fuck, Romeo... You told me you wouldn't do this again.

[Her voice is dull and flat, such a contrast to her treatment of Kai earlier. Perhaps that burst of rage burned her out "emotionally" for the time being.]


((I know how OOCfail this is, but come poke her anyway~ just be careful, she still bites. And also, she could use a babysitter.))

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[blade-angel.livejournal.com]

[A rather loud and pained scream echos through the halls of the Dressing room.

And then there's silence.

Should anyone bother to look for the source of the scream, they'd find Aericka, leaning heavily against the wall, biting into her lip to keep from screaming again.

The strange part?
There's darkness leaking out of her.

And it seems to be causing her quite a bit of pain.]

Just a puppet after all

[nottherealthing.livejournal.com]

[Rikus and replicas are commonplace in the dressing room. This one has been there for a while.

But it would be difficult to recognize him, for gone is his usual snark, the arrogant air, he's just...blank looking as he slowly walks around the dressing room, glancing from place to place.

He's got no memories, any trace of his identity is gone. Karma has bitten...hard.

In fact, he looks puzzled and a little lost.]

[ooc: Enchantress got him. c;]

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[contest-destiny.livejournal.com]

The mission was a success Master. The clients have transferred the money as requested and they said that they will be in touch should they need our services...Again...

[The Sora that just walked into the Dressing room freezes mid sentence and looks around, confused.]

...Master?

[She, yes, she, frowns, and looks a little bit panicked now.
Sora is not a happy replica.]]