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[realising.livejournal.com]

Anyone mind telling me where the hell I am and how the fuck I get out?

[o-ooc; needs moar roxii? this one comes from a world where he defeated riku among other things, haha.]

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[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

You're lost! You'll never get back, your whole world's fucked up and you're stuck with a bunch of copies of yourself-- There's only one solution!

[realising.livejournal.com]

Heh, really. [eyes the guy and is just a little bit perturbed at the fact that he looks OMG EXACTLY LIKE HIM] Don't wanna hear it.

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

Too bad, too bad~ [all these roxii are making him more crazy, but he's already attached to one, so why not torture all the others?] So, you're a bitchface too, huh? I've already met one. You need more spunk!

[gets all up in his face.] Are you a masochist?

1/3

[realising.livejournal.com]

.. tch.

[realising.livejournal.com]

[shoves the insect out of his bubble]

[realising.livejournal.com]

NEVER get that close to me again.

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

You don't scare me. [laughs, a sort of mocking caw that screams, 'you really think i care what you want?'. then he's launching forward, fist flying right for his gut.]

[realising.livejournal.com]

[oh no you didn't] Predictable. [sways to the side; he's fought so many times that he's kind of disappointed at that particular move. and a moment later? say hello to my little friends.]

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

[so he's bounding back like a gazelle on acid, reaching down to pull up his pantlegs. it's amazing he can move like he does with the amount of metal strapped to them, but soon enough those katars are free, held tightly in his grasp.]

[iftogether.livejournal.com]

Oooh, more Fluffys!

[blueandfluffy.livejournal.com]

[sniffs.] Bleh. You smells funny.

[realising.livejournal.com]

[of course the guy has weapons. his eyes are darting around trying to get an idea of how he could use this new playing field to his advantage. walls? check.. most definitely could be used somewhere down the line. he surges to the side, then forward, moving oblivion over his opposite shoulder to wind up...]


[he's approached the other near enough to swing]

[realising.livejournal.com]

[seoirldfjlk]

The hell--?

[realising.livejournal.com]

[ohshitattackofthecutethings] So?

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

[the smooth and saw blade cross in front of the offending key, clashing and smacking it away when they uncross, stance much like that of a boxer taken on with fists curled around handles.]

[he's a dirty fighter though, he doesn't use just his blades. he's skilled when it comes to being flexible, a heavy belted boot sailing forward.]

[iftogether.livejournal.com]

Hi Fluffy!

[ittybittyroxy.livejournal.com]

Th-there's so many big Roxases--!

[incinerare.livejournal.com]

We're all going to drown in Roxases soon.

[blueandfluffy.livejournal.com]

Smells funny not good. Bleh.

[tinytwin.livejournal.com]

Wow, you're tall!

[realising.livejournal.com]

.. don't call me that, kid.

screw html

[realising.livejournal.com]

[holyshitwhatthebnhkldsfjsdklsCTROTCHPUNT]

y-you fuck--! [sucks his teeth and kneels down on the ground. that wasn't supposed to happen, goddamnit all, but he's not letting the cheap copy take his dignity. he grins wickedly, eyes leering at his opponent through thick blond bangs and places the tip of his tongue against the upper corner of his mouth. he drags it slowly along the length of his upper lip.]

.. sssso you wanna play like that...

[realising.livejournal.com]

.. do you know of a way out of here or not?

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

[he has to admit, it's attractive. then again, so is blood, so that foot isn't nearly finished doing its dirty work until it pummels him straight in the jaw.]

Because games are fuckin' fun.

[iftogether.livejournal.com]

[oh sna- that's a first] How come..?