Like the wolf

[vaguepire.livejournal.com]

[Hunger gnaws at his insides, making his stomach roar, never ceasing. He trudges all the way from one end of the dressing room to the other, the side with the kitchen area, and attacks the refrigerator without a word. Riku is completely famished by the time he finally finds something he'll eat: juicy, orange carrots. He doesn't bother rinsing them off or anything, preferring instead to have at the vegetables immediately, white umbrella in his lap.

The carrots are only filler for his real meal... whenever he can obtain one.]

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[twilit-kid.livejournal.com]

[there is a very dirty little boy with a runny nose, who looks to be playing with his shadow in one of the hallways.

Upon closer inspection, you might notice the shadow actually move away from him, roaming across the floor as he chases it. When he catches up finally, he slaps it with a squeal and their roles are suddenly reversed; now he is the one running while the shadow chases.]

Tag! You're it now!

to drop bombs

[fireandsparks.livejournal.com]

[S'up. In your dressing room, smoking a cigarette, leaning against the wall. To those who met him, this should be familiar. He's tossing a phone and catching it with one hand. He's got the goods, but the client isn't responding to his call. Oh well.]

[ooc: info on profile.]

Is there a dance room here?

[komuilover.livejournal.com]

[There probably wasn't one in here, but the girl was looking for one, anyways. She was still new to the place, and looking for a dance room. She couldn't quite figure it out. Maybe just choosing a random room and dancing there, by herself would be fine...She hadn't spoken yet, but she was now headed towards the floor, and yelped, crashing over her own shoelaces, and scratching her knees on the hard surface, and laying face down, dizzy.]

"Wooooooooo......Dizzy..."

[She quickly sat up, before holding her head, with a slight groan of pain. That sure hurt...But she was going to fing somewhere to dance no matter how clumsy she was. Her red eyes quickly focused onto a doorway, and a large smile broadened onto her face. She just had the strangest feeling that this was what she was looking for! She headed into the doorway and opened the door, sure enough, a dance room...Stranger still...Ballet...]

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[willprotectthem.livejournal.com]

[Zack's walking down the hallway towards a kitchen, wearing only his trousers, shoes, and a towel on his head that is currently being put to work at drying his hair.

He'll occasionally peek out from under the towel so that he can see where he's going, but he's mostly just walking blind here.

Also, dont mind the many faint scars on his chest from where he's been shot. He's all better now.]

shadowcast;

[blindfoldingly.livejournal.com]

[One of the training rooms has the door to it kept closed at the moment. Anyone looking inside would find the whole room a pitch black, unnaturally darker than a normal room without lights. The light switch is conveniently located right inside by the door. There do seem to be sounds of someone training coming from different areas of the room though.]

I GOT NERVE

[miley-xiv.livejournal.com]

"SWEET NIBLETS"

[She tugged on the pulls of her Organization XIII coat with excitement.]

"I get to go on a mission today, so says Xemnas himself!"

[she rose her hand and pulled out a keyblade, holding it high in the air like a sword from its scabberd]

"Let's hope I don't hurt m'self on the way there! Who wants to come with me and be my BEST FRIEND? We can protect eachother from the Heartless! And Satan hisself!"

[She looked around the room... expectantly...]