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[barrelofun.livejournal.com]

[oh look, right in the middle of the hall is a rather large clay pot. it's probably perfectly innocent, right? it might even have candy!]

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[willprotectthem.livejournal.com]

[There's a puppy sneaking around in the Dressing room today, looking for a good place to hide lie down.

Eventually he decides to jump up on a soft armchair and pout at the world.

Really, the nickname was bad enough. But this???

Zack is not a happy puppy.]

Presently no sun gives light to our sky, Lilac hues darken for you she and I

[forgottendata.livejournal.com]

[[Suddenly... EXPLOSIONS! Everybody loves explosions, just not so much when they are coming from expensive looking or difficult to replace electronic equipment like was filling that room just there. The nearest hallway becoming covered in bits of singed, burnt or broken plastic, metal and circuit boards likely isn't too great either but hey, can't make an omelette without breaking a few-
once that toxic smelling smog clears a bit; a woman, very apparently a holographic projection, steps out. Getting more and more solid looking as she get further away, before finally collapsing and appearing very real for a simple projection.]]

[OOC: Whoo I finally got around to this :D. Information in profile btw.]

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[cardbreaking.livejournal.com]

[a girl is wandering the halls this evening, in search of one of the more busy areas of the dressing room -- more specifically, in search of any and all Axels.]

[sure, she'd already made a promise to Riku not to go looking for a certain one, but she's not exactly looking ... she's just accosting any that happen to walk past! if only she could have thought of loopholes when she needed to get out of doing homework.]

[if you are an Axel, you're likely to get addressed.]

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[kindofazombie.livejournal.com]

[So Roxas has decided to make himself comfortable on one of the couches, as he writes in his diary. He looks a bit pained, maybe a bit stressed. Needless to say things have been confusing for him lately.]

Day 315: "Together"

It's been about 18 days since I showed up in this place, and barely anything makes sense. I've seen at least four different Xions, two of them who don't know me and the others who're from different times. One of them said that ( minor spoiler )

, and the other-- my Xion (or the closest thing to that) started acting strange. She seems okay now, but I can't help but worry. What if she runs away again?

But what's more important is that I finally met him. The guy in red... Sora. He told me that he's my original self, and that I'm supposed to merge with him. Does that mean I'll disappear? No. I won't let that happen! I don't care who he is, I just want to be together with Xion and Axel. Nothing else matters!

[He stops right there, dropping his pen. Sora did call him his own person, but the news wasn't exactly helpful. What was he supposed to do now?]

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[loliveku.livejournal.com]

[It seems Vexen may have made progress on that age issue of his, rather than being a six-eight year old girl, today he's progressed to fifteen-sixteen-ish... but still female. He's not about to admit this wasn't his doing any time soon, but it probably doesn't look like it was planned either given the scratches down the arms and thighs and apparent cut/bruises marks where clothing had been digging in from the sudden change in size.
Nothing a potion wouldn't fix, but dressed in a towel and rummaging through a closet cursing a blue streak, there are more important issues at hand.]

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[whispery-song.livejournal.com]

[Sometimes the dressing room can get a bit hectic. And once in a while, relaxation is just what a person needs to make it all better. Namine must be in need of some of that now as she settles herself down at a grand piano in what looks to be a normal room. But of course normal isn't normal in a place like this, and as she starts playing a song, the surroundings begin to change. Grass grows up from beneath the hard wood floors, patches of sunflowers blossoming all around. The ceiling starts slowly turning blue and the lighting softens into streams of bright sunlight. She doesn't notice the change in surrounding, eyes closed and focused on the music flowing from the instrument.]

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[pretendingly.livejournal.com]

[...XIII is starting to become restless with a certain detail he's rapidly started to notice here. He's not one to talk about these sorts of things though, so instead he's writing in his dairy. He is doing this in the kitchen while eating a fish sandwich:

Day 30+*: Dairy 10

All of the people who look like me here don't seem to be me. They're Roxas or they're Ven... the only people who are Sora look like how I used to look. A lot of them seem older than I was though. They must have never lost their hearts or maybe they got them back.

I think I miss my heart. It makes Namine sad that I don't have one. It makes Riku angry that the replica took mine. DiZ is a bad person for making this happen. I think he might be a worse person than the people I thought were my friends while Riku was traveling with Donald and Goofy.

I don't know why Riku's friends didn't stay with him. My friends weren't really my friends though so maybe Donald and Goofy weren't really his friends? Riku and Namine are my best friends though. Those friendships can't be fake, like the replica's. Even if I can't feel right now, I remember love. At least, I think I remember love. Feelings are hard to remember, because I can't feel them now.

I think a lot the people named Roxas are friends with VIII. I think they are also friends with someone named Xion. I've never met anyone named Xion. Is is a member of the Organization? Should I have met her?

I want to see the stars again tonight.

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[mercenariness.livejournal.com]

[Of course fights are commonplace in the DR, but even though it's not weird at all for this pair to be fighting, the way they are probably is.

So-- watch out if you're in a certain hallway not too far from the main areas, because it's definitely not a very safe place to be. There's bullets from Larxene's gun, and the electric hum of a taser, not to mention the way the walls and floor look like someone was sculpting them.

And, of course, the fact that Larxene and rockheaded are still in the middle of it, in a heated battle. From the looks of it, Larxene's winning.]