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[saaaaane.livejournal.com]

[Hey, dressing room, there's a replica wandering down one of the moderately popular halls. He appears to be a mixture of annoyed and confused, and is very pointedly not talking to anyone.

Ruin his concentration? :>]

[ooc: hi I used to play here as an alternate version of this replica and there's too much tl;dr to contain here, so there's an info post if you're curious. /shuts up]

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[totes-better.livejournal.com]

[Hey it's a new replica! Fiona likes talking to new replicas. Because she has totally been here for the past few years. She went nowhere. Yeah. Totally.

Totally gonna jump you know. Say hello to that choker hold she has you in. She likes freaking out the newbies with their female self.]

Hey! New here, kid?

[saaaaane.livejournal.com]

[Yeah definitely. Two years is no time.

Also, BEING GRABBED WHAT THE--he does not react kindly, immediately struggling and utilizing his abject shortness to get out of her hold by dropping to the floor. On the floor now. Yay.

hhh a female self. This is happening.]

No.

[totes-better.livejournal.com]

[Oh snap. He escaped her choker hold. Crouching down to get a better look at this kid. HMMM Intense staring is happening right now.]

Really? Well I guess I've been slacking. What's the name, kid? And don't tell me you're one of those ever so clever ones that goes by Riku.

[saaaaane.livejournal.com]

[dot dot dot dot dot dot this is not something he's given a lot of thought to:]

...Ira.

[totes-better.livejournal.com]

Well nice to meet ya, Ira. I'm Fiona, by the way.

[Standing back up now. You can get off the floor by yourself :|]

[darksxdaughter.livejournal.com]

[Oh hello there, somebody might be developing a crush. Vanessa walks past then stops and looks back over her shoulder, blatantly checking you out.]

Well hi there.

[saaaaane.livejournal.com]

[Looks at her, totally missing being checked out because he. Doesn't socialize ever.]

Hi.

[darksxdaughter.livejournal.com]

What's up?

[saaaaane.livejournal.com]

Um.

Nothing?

[darksxdaughter.livejournal.com]

[Vanessa nods a bit then folds her arms.]

You as bored as I am?

WHY WELCOME BACK THEN /o/ /read it yaaay you probably have no idea who I am though

[sketched-shells.livejournal.com]

[Well she's pretty new to this place herself and is very much getting used to all the doubles. Upon seeing him though, she's not sure what to say though she paused in her exploring to watch him quietly.]

/o/

[saaaaane.livejournal.com]

[fff being watched is not something he is used to. He gives her a look.]

What?

[sketched-shells.livejournal.com]

Riku? [Shifts the sketchbook in her arms.]

[saaaaane.livejournal.com]

[Another look.]

Nope.

[sketched-shells.livejournal.com]

[Tips her head now, more curious than before.] May I ask your name then? [Not Riku, then the replica?]

[uniquelymale.livejournal.com]

[SUDDENLY, A BIG HAND ON YOUR SHOULDER]

There you are, lad! Come, we pucker we've got things to do to get you prepared!

[saaaaane.livejournal.com]

[WHAT I'M TOO SKINNY FOR THIS]

--Do I know you?

[uniquelymale.livejournal.com]

[THE EASIER TO HAUL YOU ALONG]

Everyone knows Gaston!

[saaaaane.livejournal.com]

I don't!

[uniquelymale.livejournal.com]

Well, now you do. Come on, first thing you need to do is have some proper breakfast!

[does he like. eggs.]

[thebetterweapon.livejournal.com]

[what am I doing here what.]

[saaaaane.livejournal.com]

[you love me.

hi what's up; you're getting a sideways glance now.]

[thebetterweapon.livejournal.com]

[yes well.

the lack of ear and the tits might be a bit apparent.]

[saaaaane.livejournal.com]

[ffffuuuu---]

Hi.

[thebetterweapon.livejournal.com]

[oh what.]

... Hey.