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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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[Ahh, that explains a lot there. Oh look, the vine growing on this wall suddenly became very interesting.]

I don't want to.

[Success. Maybe she'll step closer and take his hand.]

Why's that?

[You are terrible and this is cruel and unusual punishment.]

Various reasons.

[Technically it's the truth; he doesn't have to say the specific reasons ~~right now~~.]

[You're the one that pushed her into the bubble. Also she is maybe holding his arm a little too close to her chest.]

Does that mean you'd want to kiss me?

[Short answer:]

...Yeah.

[Nooo hostage arm. And yes, he did push her into the bubble. Still cruel and unusual punishment.]

[She's not really sure which answer she was expecting, but it still comes as a surprise. She stops walking completely, contemplative.]

Then why don't you?

[That means he'll have to stop as well, if she's still got ahold of his arm.]

I'd be taking advantage of a spell.

[She is. But just one hand around his wrist.]

Like you weren't already.

You are too.

[She totally started it. Either way, what will her reaction be if he leans down and gives her a kiss on the nose?]

[Well, it cuts off whatever she was about to say. But then she just makes a face and automatically tries to kiss him. On the mouth, not the nose.]

[Mouth-kisses are accepted, if only for the reason that they prevent Riku from asking questions temporarily. So he'll let her do that.]

[What counts as temporary? You know that saying 'give an inch and they'll take a mile', Riku? That counts as permission, which counts as 'why yes it's perfectly okay for her to lean up and wrap her arms around his neck and press her chest against his'. Which she is.]

['Temporary' as in 'he's going to go along with this until she gets any ideas past kissing'. He's going to wrap an arm around her waist so he doesn't feel like she's hanging off of him.]

[Goodness, Riku. You're assuming she will be getting those ideas. Or acting on them, at least. No, once he does that she practically melts, because it is a love spell, but then she pulls away from him and tries to push him away by his shoulders.]

No. I have work to do.

[Yup, he is. He doesn't try to resist the pushing, and is probably moved away from her pretty easily, a little surprised at the sudden change in attitude.]

What kind of work?