not your average bunny

[summer_poprocks]

[luckily this one didn't get handcuffed to anyone. unfortunately, he did get hit with a spell. ever since he left his room this morning, Roxas has been trapped in this, complete with fake rabbit accessories and heels. he's terribly embarrassed, trying to get his door open and tug the skirt down at the same time. he's not having much success with either, if that hint of pink ruffle is anything to go by]

Please, please, please...

We'll find this was no surprise;

[sirenicall]

[It seems like a new room has appeared in one of the main hallways. The door opens to what looks like a zoo, filled with stands providing everything from hot dogs to ice cream, and a merry-go-round in the center of it all, equip with that goofy children's music. There are cages and walled off areas behind electric fences, and within those cages, where one would expect to see all different kinds of animals, there are people. Some sleeping, some awake and looking around with confused expressions, each with a sign in front of their cage explaining what they are, where they came from, and a short paragraph about their lifestyle. Feel free to roam around and investigate, or figure out a way to get them out of there.]

[ooc: multi-character post. all my characters are in one of those cages, and any that have future/past versions are in the same cage as the original. Example: whispery_song, sirenicall, and hushed_aria are all in the same cage. If you want someone specific, just let me know, otherwise I'll just throw whoever seems appropriate c:]

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[origjuniorhero.livejournal.com]

[ How long has there been a stadium in the dressing room? Who knows! But there is someone making very good use of it. There are weights and other training mechanisms, but they are not currently in use. The boy in the stadium is running back and forth with controlled breaths. His legs are strong, this fact made obvious by how quickly he makes it from one end to the other. ]

Gotta keep going, keep going, no pain, no gain, one foot in front of the oth-- WHOA!

[ Suddenly, traps! Sharp, pointed spikes shoot up from the ground and almost impale the poor boy, but he evades each one but only just barely. One snags his sandal and trips him, and he rolls the rest of the way to the other side. There he lies, exhausted. ]

This looked... a lot easier... written down!