you build me up you break me down

[beforedawnbreak.livejournal.com]

[It's that time again!

No, really, at least it is for Riku here. He's throwing the last of his laundry in and shutting the door, starting the washer up before having a seat on top of it. Yep, he's down to his boxers again, but nothing bad happened last time he cleaned everything.

At least this time he's got an mp3 player in hand and earphones on, idly bobbing his head to some music.]

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[willprotectthem.livejournal.com]

[It's lunch time. And, like most people at lunch time, Zack can now be found in the kitchen, making something to eat.

So far, it looks like he's working on making one big sandwich.]

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[bloodsacrificed.livejournal.com]

(Someone's playing Bowling For Rikus! He isn't small or lanky, whoever thought "Hey, let's use this child as a bowling ball!!" was obviously large and very muscle-heavy. Instead of that weird ensemble most Rikus wear, his lengthy robe is pure white. Guess it's no surprise that it's stained, then! Blood is pouring down his body and soaking into his clothes, which are barely shut. He's only got torn jeans underneath. Once he sits up, the blood smearing on the floor, his hand grips his neck. He is bleeding; and there's the source; two big gaping holes on the side of his throat! Riku is struggling to breathe as he grabs onto the wall, covering it with bloody handprints and smears.)

C-crap...

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[wutspeakingrole.livejournal.com]

[WATCH OUT, BOOKALANCHE!

There's more than just books to the eventual pile once the flow of books stops though. See that white glove twitching there?]

[ooc: well shit, here goes nothing I guess? I am saddened by my inability to think of a more quality intro.]