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[ Master Xehanort is in a much better mood than before. The changes this dressing room went through are quite pleasing, they’re even handful. Rather than staying to live amongst other peoples, Master Xehanort is now living, experimenting and plotting in the Keyblade Graveyard.

If anyone is curious enough to stop by this mysterious place and see the countless Keyblades laying there, odds are that the old Keyblade Master will spot them and speak to them. He is in a nice mood so he won’t attack or try to kill anyone, he’ll even be courteous and ready to debate, speak or divulge the history of the place if he feels it serves him. Although, he remains attached to his purpose and will still try to turn peoples to his cause or darkness if he sees a good occasion. ]

crimson-leader.livejournal.com

[ This is a very depressed and gloom old man who is wandering in the corridors. The happiness and cheesiness of that place on Valentine Day made him sick, how could this world bear that much stupidity and ignorance? It is beyond imagination. As if to worsen his case, all of his incarnations who sided with him died, and now are nowhere to be found. Bored, lonely and annoyed. If only there was someone around with half a brain, someone who would understand his motives, his purposes. Such a person doesn't exist most likely.

If only he had succeeded to destroy this world and kill all those fools... Next time. Meanwhile, he is going to simply walk in the corridors and wait, wait for someone to pass by him. And use whoever it is to spend some time. Maybe just chatting with them. Or maybe torturing them if he gets the occasion. He is not one to torture peoples for the pleasure, but the folks of this very world deserves nothing else in his eyes, and after what happened last time madness is starting to take over rationality. He could even be using them for a futur plan if he gets an idea. It's not like if he could pretend to be an old and respectful old man any more in this world. ]

crimson-leader.livejournal.com

[ The Dressing room was now in a pretty terrible state. Each doors that were previously opening to kitchens, bedroom, rest room or anything else were now opening toward another world. A door might open to Castle Oblivion, another one to Olympus Colseum or even to radiant Garden. If it was only that, but now hearts are floating around everywhere, and lots of them fall in the darkness, becoming instantly Heartless, that goes on to attack the inhabitans they fall on.

Now having succeeded, the Xehanort went on to do their business. Ansem and Rikunort were now walking around what remained of the dressing room, creating giant orb of darkness to destroy anything that has not been destroyed yet by what they did to Kingdom hearts. Xemnas on the other hand remains very quiet, he does... nothing special. Maybe because he got the Heart he wanted.

The young version of Master Xehanort was keeping an eye on Kingdom Hearts, or rather what remains of her at this state. Not that he likes what he's doing, but he doesn't have much of a choice.

Master Xehanort, the Apprentice and Terranort though, are all standing by the Centre of the dressing room. The Dressing Room isn't fully destroyed yet. As such, he throws in the sky, breakin the ceilling on the way, a giant ball of darkness devastating what remained untouched of the dressing room. This should be enough to draw any keybladers to them. ]

((OOC: Continuation from the events started with Kingdom Hearts. For those who followed, it's the battle time. Bad guys can go over and take whatever KH power they always wanted to accmplish their plans, heroes can well, try and fix things up.

Oh and threadhopping, threadjack, etc, is perfectly fine. Even preferred.))

crimson-heartle.livejournal.com

[ Three Xehanort had tried to track down Miss Kingdom Hearts, with certain difficulty. Namely, Rikunort, Ansem, and Master Xehanort. Although they failed, they noticed that many idiots, self proclaimed good guys fighting for the light, gathered into a room, protected that they couldn't enter. easy to guess what this room is all about.

As they tried to think about a mischief to do, they noticed a little girl leaving before the others idiots: Aqua. They wouldn't ask her what happened in there, it was fairly obvious. But they are going to give a message to all of the idiots gathered in there. And this message is going to be carried through by this little girl.

Before the others get out, the three Xehanort circle around the tiny Aqua. ]

((OOC: Anyone who was part of KH's reunion, feel free to react to that thread if you wish, it was locked to

makeswayfinders but the big part of the scene is now completed.))

no-heart-x.livejournal.com

[ There is a new room that appeared, and through a mistake you walked right into it. You might have thought you were going back to your bedroom, the living room, or another place, but it quickly appears to be obvious you walked into the wrong room. The first thing that probably caught your eyes once you were inside was

crimson_leader sitting on a throne in the middle of the room, with a satisfied smirk on his face. If someone looked closely to the throne, it could be seen it was made of accumulated Unversed having taken together the shape of a throne.

Next to the door, a

crimson_youth was leaning against the wall, looking outright bored. Now, if you were to look at the back of the room, you could probably spot a large window from where Kingdom Hearts could be seen, with a

crimson_nobody standing next to it, watching the Kingdom Hearts with passion ~~and love~~. Standing close to Xemnas was a man watching the Kingdom Hearts as well and holding a Dark Keyblade in his hand. This man looks very similar to

crimson_vessel.

The left side of the room looked darker than the rest of it, probably due to the Heartless creeping around

crimson_heartle the Seeker of Darkness. This man is having an intense discussion with a

crimson_key in dark armor and holding the Keyblade of Hearts. On the right side of the room was a desk with various experiment reports and laboratories stuff. It appears

crimson_student the Apprentice pierced yet another secret of the Darkness.

Having seen the content of that room, you might want to leave, especially if you are one of Xehanort's enemy. Unfortunately for you, the door closed right after you entered. If you look, there’s a text on the door reading:

“Xehanort Resting Room
Reserved for Master Xehanort and any of his Incarnations.”

Sorry. And, only the Xehanorts have the power to open back the door. ]

(( OOC: You don't need to be a Xehanort to post here, just to precise. Obviously there might be lots of spoilers in this post, and in the icons as well, so beware. It’s an open post, just pick who you wish to speak to (or don’t pick and I’ll pick for you). ))

masterxehanort.livejournal.com

[Anyone who happens to pass by or through the library may find one of the large bookcases pulled out of its proper place. Where there once was a wall, there now stands an wide, open passageway. The far side of this hallway opens into a room that, while spacious, does not compare to the size of the library itself. Much like the room it branches off of, this one is filled with shelves of books, one long table, a desk, and other such furniture. There's even the dusty pelt of a orange lion spread across the floor.

Master Xehanort is hunched over the table at the moment, flipping through the yellowed pages that make up the book laid out in front of him. He scans through its contents, chapter by chapter, until at last he folds the tome shut and sets it aside, into a pile of books stacked nearby.]

He came after me the other day.

[He says out loud as he skims the bookcases and selects another old, faded volume. It wouldn't be readily apparent to passersby who he's talking to unless they dared to venture in. Oh, but if they did, they'd be treated to the sight of another man, not quite as old as Xehanort, slumped in the corner of the room, head bowed, eyes open but glazed and unseeing. Eraqus doesn't stir as Xehanort goes on.]

I have reason to believe he would have destroyed me, had he the ability to at this point in time.

masterxehanort.livejournal.com

[Don't mind the giant, hunched over- completely hairless ~~unless you count the goatee~~ - werewolf strolling up the hall with his arms behind his back. He's just rolling with the punches and trying to ignore the little twig of a tail that pokes out from a tear in his pants.]

Shouldn't there be an age limit to these little Halloween pranks of yours?

masterxehanort.livejournal.com

My, my...

Next thing you know, we'll have clothes and armor staging rebellions, too. That could turn out to be quite an eyesore.

What happened to the good old days when inanimate objects stayed inanimate?

horizonfyre.livejournal.com

Bust into MY room, will you?! --harass kids and threaten me? OH HELLS NO YOU DID NOT!

[Axel, dear Axel is on the war path. A certain bald man calling himself 'Master Xehanort' has invaded the red-head's room not only once, but twice. And with the second time, has knocked a boy unconscious with godonlyknows what sort of mindfuckery. Having currently kicked the cue-ball out of his room with a patent Sparta-kick and slamming the door on him, Axel moves the child (

achromaticly ) to his bed--returning outside to kick some serious old-man hindside.]

(ooc: Continuation on this thread)

masterxehanort.livejournal.com

I suggest we begin a club within this world founded on the premise of supporting our less appreciated friends, associates, life partners, apprentices, followers, stalkers, and rapidly accumulating enemies. After all, everyone deserves a little attention every now and then, yes? But I’m sure you must be asking yourself, “Master, how can I possibly recognize the less appreciated members of our fine but somewhat mixed up society?” Why, if you don’t know that, you might even be a less appreciated and possibly even nonexistent individual yourself.

So I’m here to set the record straight:

- If you’re ugly as sin, the general population doesn’t like you.
- If your hair is not luxurious or stylish, the general population doesn’t like you.
- If you’re not interested in engaging in any form of sex at any given moment for any given reason with any given person, the general population doesn’t like you.
- If you’re excessively muscular, the general population doesn’t like you. If you’re plain overweight, the general population doesn’t like you. If you're thin, trust that somewhere in some universe you are being featured in a pop music video.
- If you’re weak, the general population doesn’t like you.
- If you’re strong, the general population doesn’t like you.
- If you’re “really tan”, the general population doesn’t like you. If you think you’re getting by with that excuse, you’re delusional.
- If you’re in possession of real women’s breasts, the general population doesn’t like you.

- If you stole my boots, I don’t like you.

However, there is one very quick remedy to this sort of overwhelming unpopularity if you're not keen on group therapy and fund raisers.

That's right, my friends. You don’t need to be pretty, witty, or openly gay to win the admiration of your peers. No, you simply need a single coalescent force such as darkness (it doesn’t have to be darkness, mind you!) to destroy anyone and anything that disagrees with you. It’s the most effective form of popularity management to date. Of course, the act of eradicating every contradictory opinion may take you a few decades and by then you’ll be even less attractive than you were before so you’ll have to set out on a proper journey to do something about that only you’ll likely get saddled with an apprentice and the poor sap will superglue his helmet to his face after an incident with a razor and it’ll take over a year to pry that off.

I'd recommend just joining the club.

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