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[ The more things change, the more they stay the same, and things are changing. It's a bit like falling into Wonderland. For those from a universe where 'Ansem' destroyed entire worlds, they might it find familiar, reminiscent of the dark outskirts of the worlds leftover. Soras, especially, will find the way they scatter and melt into nothing familiar. The entire dressing room is shrinking. As the worlds unmerge and become their own, disconnected from the makeshift world around them, things are reverting back to how they were. The outermost walls of the apartment building are expanding, the actual apartments themselves shifting around like a Rubik's Cube, down one, to the side, turning in place. Some go tumbling like a box kicked down a flight of stairs. Houses are sliding closer, squashed together, yards shrinking to fit a uniform length.

When things stop and the dust settles, most people will find the result just as familiar. Anyone who's been here longer than a year surely will. We're back to the original layout of the dressing room; the endless apartments. There's no end in sight, but there's also no roof, and the hallways aren't pristine. Most of them look the same, or similar enough, but they still seem outdoors. Concrete sidewalks and round stone walkways in dirt roads, desert passages made of sand and stone, grassy halls lined with vines and flowers up doorframes, or wet, murky swamps with steps leading up to rooms. There are halls for where people live, but they're virtually indistinguishable from the other halls. The rooms where nothing is predictable. The houses are all along the same 'hall', winding in a large curve back to the main room, which is where all of the halls can be accessed, the main kitchen, and special doors to go to each and every World. All that remains from before is the river, winding through the halls.

Trams still run along the outskirts, because no matter how cluttered and tight things are again, the place really is endless.

And everywhere, everywhere there are colorful bubbles floating through the air, across water, even stuck in trees. Some are clear, some filled with colored smoke, and some dripping. They crackle like glass and burst into nothing when touched, hitting the one responsible for popping them with a spell. It's the New Year, after all. Has to start off with a bang. ]

{ ooc ; Happy New Year, DR! It was voted on a while back on LJ, and now it's happening. Maybe this fresh start (in more ways than one!) will stir in a little more life. As with tradition, spells are recycled during the New Year, so! The available spells to hit your character with are:

- age character up or down
- character speaks only the truth
- character becomes an animal or has animal traits
- fear spell (character undergoes their worst fears)
- love arrows (causes the character to fall in love with the first person they see)
- aphrodisiac (character becomes unbearably aroused, and stays that way without the help of another person)
- alignment swap (good becomes bad, bad becomes good, grey areas are up to you)
- power swap (element changes to opposite, or switches abilities with another character)
- body swap (two characters swap bodies)
- sex swap (physical sex changes)

Expect more spells soon! }

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[She looks down at her hands, then feels along her face and head, just to be sure.]

Mm. What's it like that way?

[The direction he came from, she means.]

Like the beach. Grass along one side of the hall and sand covering the rest of it. Palm trees growing into the walls...or out of them, I can't tell.

[He's not wearing shoes, and there's sand from that way all over his feet and the bottoms of his jeans.]

Does it end?

[She has on shoes, and starts walking in the opposite direction, toward whatever's at the other end of the hall.]

I don't know. I didn't go far enough in that direction.

[He's going to follow her, because he's seen some of the stuff that lies in the other direction.]

Well, let's see.

[She has a feeling she knows.]

[He had some experience with the halls before the whole place changed the first time. It's going to take him a while to get used to not having all the open space anymore.]

The old hallways didn't seem to end.

No, they just branched off to different hallways, or connected to that main room.

[She puts a hand to her mouth, looking like she's thinking about something very seriously.]

It's almost more dangerous now.

How so? Just because it's less open?

Mm. Easier to hide this way.

It'll keep us on our toes.

[Or make everyone more paranoid. One or the other.]

Something like that.

[Sometimes it's not such a good thing. But she thinks it can go either way.]

Do you think it'll be permanent this time around?

Beats me. I thought the first one was permanent.

If it is, I hope the bubbles aren't permanent as well.

[He sidesteps one heading for his head, unsure whether he wants to deal with whatever effect that one has.]

No. I doubt it. It's New Year's. The spells always come back.

[She briefly considers pushing him into it, but decides against it. She has more interesting things to discover.]

[He'd find another bubble to push her into if she did. But she doesn't, so he just makes a face.]

Great.

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[Once they reach the end of the hall and it opens up to the main room, Riku nods.]

I figured it would be like this.

That it would end up here?

[He's wondering if the other side of the hallway would end at the same place.]

Mm. That's how it always used to be.

[Maybe, maybe not. Who knows~]

[He'll just have to find out later.]

I don't know how you could stand it. It felt like a maze before...less now, but I don't like the walls everywhere.

It's much better without the roof. But I'm not sure I can stand it if the place stays like this forever.

It is. Maybe it'll change at the beginning of the year every year.

That would get annoying.

[There's not much to really get used to in this place so much as there is a hell of a lot of shit to resign yourself to, but.]

[You have to get used to resigning yourself to stuff. That's a constant, at least.]

But if that's true, we've got a whole year to get used to things as they are before it changes again. You could be out of here by then.

Except I don't want to leave.

[She looks unhappy by the thought.]