MAN WHAT THE HELL IS THIS

[onewhowouldrule.livejournal.com]

WHAT

NO

I'M NOT PLAYING WITH THESE FAGGOTS

DO I LOOK LIKE SOME DISNEYLAND MINIMUM WAGE TOUR GUIDE

THIS IS LIKE SOME KIND OF RETARDED THEME PARK FOR REJECT CHARACTER DESIGNS

THAT DUCK HAS A FUCKING ZIPPER ON HIS HAT WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?

OKAY IF I HAVE TO BE HERE THERE ARE GOING TO BE GROUND RULES

ONE: I'M VAYNE SOLIDOR AND YOU AREN'T, EVEN IF YOUR GIVEN NAME FIELD SAYS YOU'RE SOME BULLSHIT AU VERSION OF ME PLAYED BY BEN STILLER OR SOMETHING I DON'T CARE

TWO: DON'T TOUCH ME

IN FACT DON'T EVEN COME NEAR ME YOU MIGHT GIVE ME SPARKLE AIDS OR SOMETHING GOD THIS PLACE IS LIKE TWILIGHT 2: THE NOMURA CHRONICLES

THREE: YOU AREN'T FUNNY AND DON'T TRY TO BE

I BET YOUR NAME IS AXEL AND YOU THINK YOU CAN ONE UP ME BUT THAT ISN'T HAPPENING

IN MY WORLD, OUR HEARTS ARE MUSCLES, NOT METAPHORS. THAT IS WHY I AM BETTER THAN YOU, BECAUSE MY HEART IS NOT A LITTLE SPARKLY CRYSTAL THAT CAN BE TAKEN AND REINSERTED AT WILL LIKE IT'S FREE SURGERY DAY

FOLLOW THE RULES OR I WILL STAND HERE AND NOT DOING ANYTHING DIFFERENTLY BECAUSE I ALREADY KNOW YOU'RE ALL PLAYED BY LIKE EIGHT YEAR OLDS ANYWAY SO YOU PROBABLY CAN'T REMEMBER THINGS UNLESS YOU'RE HITTING THEM WITH A BLUNT OBJECT

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[erasedwind.livejournal.com]

Man...

[What a familiar sight! It's Roxas + stick... yep, seems he's found one lying around and is attempting to summon the Keyblade. So far? No such luck. Instead he looks rather silly, swinging that stick a few times.]

How do they do it?

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[disneyserver.livejournal.com]

[some double doors appear in the main area and soon a Xion's coming through them, dressed like a server at a restaurant and carrying a tray under her arm. she's looking over her shoulder as she enters, and doesn't notice the change right away.]

Gus, Daisy just told me that Roger and Anita are coming with the dogs in an hour-...

[and she stops, because this isn't the bustling kitchen she was supposed to be entering.]

Um.

[[ooc: Info in profile; don't worry about spoilers. She tends to stay quiet about those.]]

c-c-c-combo breaker. sort of.

[thedawnbefore.livejournal.com]

[It's one of those days where she's feeling out of the weather, just sitting in the kitchen, nursing a hot mug of tea that has a blend exclusive to people living in the islands. She's wrapped comfortably in a shawl though, and is quietly reading about different worlds Sora and the others have been to.]

my star.

[leopardreversal.livejournal.com]

[well, usually he has people to cook for, so cooking for himself is weird. currently, though, he's washing rice, swishing it around with a hand. he takes a minute to empty out the milky-colored water before looking down at the rice in the bowl.]

... maybe I should leave some. It's too much for me, anyway...

[he takes a sip of the elixir (thankfully, he's almost fully healed) as he goes to get a few more bowls.]

and I curse the sky and beg the sun to fall all over me

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[Larxene's wearing a very... interesting outfit today- it can't be called a dress so much as a leotard with skirt-like ruffles, with long gloves and long stockings and a stupid little collar, and way too many bows and frills for her liking.

It's not her fault. Her normal clothes changed to this as soon as she put them on after her shower, and now they won't come off. Yet?

She can only stay out of the public eye for so long, though. Point and laugh at your own risk; hit on her at even more of your own risk. ;)]


((OOC: 18+ shenanigans ahead.))

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[waywardslight.livejournal.com]

[back towards the other side of the main room, a door swings open harshly, enough to hit the adjacent wall. a Roxas just shy of 22 marches through -- he may have been a Nobody and merged at one point in his existence, but he and Sora are completely separate by now, although it hasn't been for very long. he is unusually tall, and would probably stand over his own Other by a good three inches. he seems agitated, and distracted, looking over his shoulder back towards the doorway.]

Look, Riku, you can't just waltz into the Dressing Room, okay? You have to let it find --

[he stops short; the door swings back and shuts with a click, bringing the goose chase to an abrupt end, sans companion.]

... Shit.

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[cryogeniced.livejournal.com]

[Who is that old man in a room for the Timeless River? He looks vaguely important. In fact he looks very self-important as he smiles proudly at watching a steamboat go down a river. He's got an impeccable suit and a knowing look in his eyes. He might just be God.

Maybe]