has the universe imploded yet?

[windup-daddy.livejournal.com]

[In this large kitchen is a very unusual sight: a flock of Ris! They seem to be ignoring each other, or unaware of each others' presence, each busy with their own tasks. Daddy-Ri is at the sink wearing a ruffled apron over his clothes, busy washing and sanitizing a small mountain of baby bottles. Ri is sitting at one of the tables, reading a crafting magazine and plowing through a massive bowl of ice cream. The little Replica is currently halfway into one of the cupboards, looking for cookies. It's rather strange, for all that this is a normal day in the DR.]



[OOC: Come bother the Ris. Pick which one you want, or depending on who you are, one or more will greet you. Or you might get attacked by a Heartless cupcake. Who knows?]

Comments

[bloodsacrificed.livejournal.com]

What do you mean, what?

(He looks back at him, fiddling with a torn edge of his jeans.)

[windup-daddy.livejournal.com]

That's horrible! You're just a kid!

[bloodsacrificed.livejournal.com]

I was made to be bait, though. I mean--don't get me wrong, I hate it! But I don't know how to do anything else.

(He shrugs, lightly.)

These scientists made my body make too much blood, so vampires can just bite me and I don't really get hurt, as long as the hunters take them out.

[windup-daddy.livejournal.com]

That's still horrible! You won't have to do anything like that here, even if there's some vampires around. You won't be bait.

[bloodsacrificed.livejournal.com]

(He picks a piece of his bangs apart, brushing it out of his eyes.)

Really?

[windup-daddy.livejournal.com]

Really. You don't have to do anything you don't want to do.

*he gives your shoulder a little reassuring pat*

[bloodsacrificed.livejournal.com]

(He actually doesn't care all that much, stretching his arms above his head.)

[windup-daddy.livejournal.com]

Come on. I'll show you to some rooms to choose from.

[bloodsacrificed.livejournal.com]

(He nods and falls into step beside Ri.)

So what do I call you?

[windup-daddy.livejournal.com]

My name is Ri.

hi my name is I FAIL

[bloodsacrificed.livejournal.com]

Ri... okay.

(He scratches the side of his head, glancing at a half-open door every now and then.)

*pats you* it's ok

[windup-daddy.livejournal.com]

*well, he leads you to a hallway that he knows is safe, and where most of the younger kids have their rooms*

... here we go.