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[rosa-moschata.livejournal.com]

[is in the library, sitting in a rather comfortable chair surrounded by a stack of books. some are on gardening, but others are more like what you would find in your mom's raunchy harlequin collection, including the one he's currently looking at, which appears to be about actual, published furry sex. he can't seem to drag his eyes away, a faint blush rising swiftly as he read what Jiao was doing to Traci]

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[erasedwind.livejournal.com]

[Derp. Looks like this kiddo's digging through the closets again, only this time with more success. As he shifts through the misc items, he occasionally pulls out a few foam bats, and some spheres. Residents of Twilight Town may find all this familiar.

Once satisfied, he picks up his findings and starts to carry them down the hall.]

Hope this is enough...

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[dawnrise]

[ One of the rooms in the dressing room is giving off an eerie, cold feeling. Something most of the residents would find familiar, black and thicker than smoke, is seeping out from the door. It envelopes it, causing the door to disappear and give way to nothing more than empty darkness. If anyone were to look closer inside, they'd see sets of bright yellow eyes appearing inside that darkness... but that would put them close enough to be caught in their claws.

A few people might recognize just whose room it is, but it might be a better idea to stay away, once the Heartless start coming out. ]

[[ooc Surprise Heartless battle, anyone? They will spread. ♥]]

connect the space between

[obliteratium.livejournal.com]

[There's a Roxas walking out of the beach room, still in his Organization coat. He blinks once he sees this isn't the islands.]

[ooc: canon, 358/2 days. sort of.]

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[saphire-wave.livejournal.com]

[There's a lizard like creature following Namine around today. Said Namine isn't sure what it wants, just that it's following her everywhere, and that it likes to jump on her to lick her face whenever she lets her guard down.

Looks like she might have a new pet...]

beautiful world.

[leopardreversal.livejournal.com]

[now that he's got his brown hair back, the garden is his first choice. there was a maze or something in there, a cliche one like in those books. hopefully, he can find his way out, meaning his sense of direction is still very much intact. and maybe he'll find someone else in here, because he knows he needs to train a lot more before he meets up with anyone dangerous again. he's clutching a card in his hand, still rubbing some redness on his wrists.]

Left, right... left.

→:I:←

[feelmydream.livejournal.com]

[Between a trash can and the end of a counter, up against the wall, lies an unconscious Roxas. He's new to this place, and if he knew he was going on a trip like this, he would have changed clothes. His own are torn in a few places, wrinkled, stretched. He's got bruises and cuts all over. It's questionable whether he went to sleep or was knocked out.]

[Anyone waltzing through might notice his scrawny legs sticking out and some shallow breathing noises.]

((OOC: Hey there, all, new player here. New to dressing rooms in general. Name's Remi andddd I recognize a few of you here~ Contact info and a rundown of this AU Roxas' powers are in his profile! A quick rundown: He has extremely vivid dreams, and can create a realm where the last dream he had is the setting. He can control this, and put anyone nearby that he wants inside of it. More limitations and explanations are in the profile, as I said~))

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[miragelexicon.livejournal.com]

[All's quiet in the dressing room, that is, until a dark corridor opens up, and out of it tumbles a Zexion of some sort, face down on the floor. He's still for a moment, but when he pushes himself up he a) reaches for a potion, and b) immediately looks around.

... only to stop, a wary expression on his face.

One may notice the odd pair of glasses not often worn by his doubles. He still has the black cloak of the Organization, but to conceal his scent, not as a member of its ranks.

But still, how...familiar.]

[ooc: I have no shame. Curse you, enablers.]

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[destined-nobody.livejournal.com]

[It had all started out as a seemingly harmless, generous offer on Sora's part to "switch"; and Roxas, of course, had jumped at the opportunity. Neither of them had foreseen things winding up the horribly muddled way that they had, though, with Roxas taking over completely, inadvertently silencing Sora's consciousness in the process.

Sora was still alive — Roxas could feel it with every beat of his Other's heart inside of his chest. But try as he might on his own, Roxas was unable to push Sora back to the forefront and change back.

Roxas needed answers — and soon.

It was a very small consolation to discover that he could still in fact use the dark corridors, given that they were a much faster means of travel than the Gummi Ship, but Roxas was pretty sure that this was definitely not a location he had been aiming for after emerging from the portal.

In fact, this was downright weird.]

"What the—"

[ooc: And it's another Roxas! *waves hi to the Dressing Room*]