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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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[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.]

I didn't say you were going to.

[He's not entirely sure why she's unhappy, but that's an interesting response.]

Close enough.

[She doesn't want to jinx it. She doesn't want to leave, ever.]

Close enough still isn't quite there.

[He doesn't want to leave either. For a number of reasons.]

[She shrugs.]

Does it matter?

...No, it doesn't.

[He'd say it mattered a lot, but the truth spell is still in effect and he can't. Damn you bubbles.]

Exactly.

[She narrowly dodges another bubble in the face and has to rock back on her heels so it doesn't graze her chin. This one is a delicate pink.]

[She needs to be affected by more bubbles. Riku sees that bubble...and wups, was that an attempt to push her into it? Maybe.]

[She wasn't expecting that so she stumbles face-first into the bubble, hiccuping. It echoes! And then she's turning to glare at him.]

[Guess who's terrible at innocent faces? He just manages to look mostly surprised.]

It would've happened sooner or later anyway.

[She frowns at him, but... doesn't do anything else. Doesn't say a word. Doesn't move. The only thing she really is doing is staring at him.]

[Hi there, why so staring? If she keeps that up long enough, he`s going to wave his hand in front of her face a couple times.]

Riku...?

Edited 2012-01-06 05:59 (UTC)

[She jerks back when he does that, turning a rather startling shade of pink, and looking pretty startled herself.]

[Eyebrow raise. He was expecting her to snap at him or push his hand away, possibly both, but that reaction was neither. What kind of spell bubble was that one?]

Sorry. Are you okay?

[Startled is quickly making way for horrified.]

No.

[Hey, that's kinda how he reacts to most of the spells he's hit with. Internally, anyway.]

What kind of spell did that bubble have?

[She puts a hand over her mouth, looking away from him in a kind of sick horror. It's not the worst thing that could ever happen, but she definitely was not expecting this, of all spells. He probably couldn't understand the mumbled answer she gave.]

[Nope, he didn't catch that.]

Hm?

I said it's a love spell.

[Fuck her life.]

[And now he feels ~~vaguely~~ guilty for pushing her into the bubble. Oops.]

Oh. You mumbled it the first time.