plastic stars in our private galaxy;

[plasticburns.livejournal.com]

[blinks  once. Blinks twice. Looks down at his tattered clothing, but there doesn't seem to be anything but scars left]

I thought I was dead. I mean, I was stabbed and burned and- where's Roxas?

[from trained's universe. He's a doll who has a fear of Axels and a love for Roxas]

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[forgetxyouxnot.livejournal.com]

..Dead?

[Bites lip after answering your question.]

There are quite a few of us around here...So it might take a while to find which Roxas you're talking about.

[Aims for a greeting to the newcommer while leaning to inspect your state of being, curious if everything's okay.]

[plasticburns.livejournal.com]

Roxas? What do you mean? You okay?

[forgetxyouxnot.livejournal.com]

[A-awkward smile, scratching at the back of his head.]

You're...not home..anymore.

[Gestures to the space around them.]

It's some other..world, dimension, place.

[Nods his head to force you to catch sight of the other Soras and Roxae around.]

And, there are more than one of each of us. Unfortunately, it gets a bit confusing.

[plasticburns.livejournal.com]

Is this what happens when dolls die?

[plasticburns.livejournal.com]

[and he's instantly grabbing onto the other, inspecting to make sure he's not hurt]

Are you okay? Did Axel bother you again?

[plasticburns.livejournal.com]

What happened here? This place is weird. And... I died. I don't know how I got here.

[plasticburns.livejournal.com]

Are you all right? You're acting a little differently.

[plasticburns.livejournal.com]

If you're sure.

[plasticburns.livejournal.com]

I could be better. But I suppose that if I'm not dead than I'll be fine.

[fuegisa.livejournal.com]

[--just pops up from a dark portal.]

Roxas is everywhere you want him to be.

[plasticburns.livejournal.com]

[j-jolt. He backs up, not yet registering that's a woman]

W-what are you doing here?

[fuegisa.livejournal.com]

Existing or not. You decide.

[she's having fun making riddles today, obviously.]

[plasticburns.livejournal.com]

[sh-shaking]

Please leave Roxas alone.

1/2

[fuegisa.livejournal.com]

[whoop, disappeared.]

[fuegisa.livejournal.com]

[... and then reappears. right behind you. boobs at his neck now, and her arms are on his shoulders, arms draped over his chest.]

Which one~?

[plasticburns.livejournal.com]

[so close to freaking out it's not even funny-but wait.]

You're a woman?

[fuegisa.livejournal.com]

What? Really?

[it's horribly mocking, and she pulls down the zipper to see the cleavage.]

Well, what do you know.

[plasticburns.livejournal.com]

But... you were a man at home. We had a male master.

[fuegisa.livejournal.com]

Your point?

This place has so many doubles of Axels it's not surprising. I'm one of the ones that won't chew out your throat.

[plasticburns.livejournal.com]

...I still don't like this. I need to find Roxas.