I guess it's that time.

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

[Oh hi, Dressing Room. There's another Hikari-Mori child stomping down the hallway in quite a huff. This one, however, is not dressed like a jailbait intergalactic streetwalker, but rather is all dolled up in a ball gown, complete with a long strand of pearls that he may or may not be planning to hang himself by, because this is the most embarrassing thing he can imagine happening. It doesn't help that his new Goth Disney Princess status has come with a devoted following of Forest Friends. Shredder, Apricot, and any other residents' animal companions will have an irresistible urge to follow Rikka around. He may even burst into song. Feel free to tell him how pretty he is.]

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[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[Hi. I mean, meow.]

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

*... is that a cat? oh, hi "Tibbles"*

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[everyone's going to be calling him that forever now, aren't they.]

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

*yes because it is socute he fishes out a treat for you, since he came equipped for it, s-sigh*

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[sniff sniff OMNOMNOMNOM. He looks up at Rikka expectantly when he's finished.]

[craggyshores.livejournal.com]

[Did someone say Shredder. Have a dinosaur, Rikka.]

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

*oh god*

[craggyshores.livejournal.com]

[Shredder the utahraptor is just going to come right up and lick your face, okay, Princess?]

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

*... don't call him Princess; he sighs, and rubs Shredder's neck, since he can't really take this out on him*

[hallowedshore]

The fuck is with you guys?

[That was not, in fact, directed at Rikka. That would be Aden down the hall, trying to calm the critters fluttering erratically in his coat. There are any number of small animals and insects hanging out in there, and they, at least, have noticed Rikka. Aden's a little distracted, maybe because he's shaking moths and other, slimier things out of his pockets.]

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

*what smells like rot?*

[hallowedshore]

[idk about you, but this guy smells like pumpkins. At least, on the surface. But now that he's spilling some fat little grubs from his sleeve, he's shrugging off his coat to let everything just drop out. They will probably make a beeline for Rikka. A slow beeline, because they're maggots and worms and things like that, but the winged things should be faster-- what is that. Is that furry tentacle.]

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

*his ~*princess nose*~ detects your disgusting boy smells that would normally attract him not bother him, though he assumes it's from this... parade of unDisneylike creatures crawling towards him -- he's holding his skirt up to reveal four inch black booties and (attempting) walking faster, hoping they will leave him alone*

God damnit!

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[brb bursting into laughter over here]

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

I DON'T KNOW HOW. I DON'T KNOW WHY. BUT THIS IS YOUR FUCKING FAULT. DON'T YOU DARE LAUGH AT ME YOU HARLOT.

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[she's laughing harder now]

Y-you're singing!!

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

*he is positively red with anger, hikes his dress up and STOMPS OFF, cute little chipmunks scurrying to keep up; feel free to have shoe envy, because he has on black four inch ShinRa booties -- he's the badass Disney Princess*

[mizu-melody.livejournal.com]

...This place sure pulls some weird stuff doesn't it? [He's staring at all those animals. Jeez. What are you, Snow White?] But on the bright side at least the dress is pretty? [His ridiculous optimism is probably not very helpful at all.]

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

*have you ever seen a Princess glare? because he is glaring as chipmunks and cute little baby crabs scuttle out from under his dress*

[mizu-melody.livejournal.com]

[Demyx is trying SO hard not to smile at that. But he can't help it.]

O-okay... That's just cute...

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

IT IS NOT.

*he is so embarrassed ;;*

[valgusti.livejournal.com]

[Hi Rikka have a Charizard following you along with a bluehaired Pokemon trainer following it.]

Hey! Hey stop!

[Yes Desiree got stuck in her Halloween costume again. This place likes to fuck with her head.]

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

*a what -- he turns around and glares*

What?

*he's flustered with his outfit, so sorry if he's rude*

[valgusti.livejournal.com]

[Desi skids to a stop and bites her lip as the giant flame-wielding Pokemon turns to look at her with a growl.]

Sorry I wasn't talking to you, I was trying to keep her from following you.

[maverick-blades.livejournal.com]

... oh. What is she?

*raises an eyebrow*