Hey, kids.
So, here's the scoop. As you all know, LiveJournal has been lovely lately. Because of that, I have been considering moving over to DW. At the moment, it's still too early to call it just yet. However. Because DW is offering free accounts now without an invite code, I'm taking that to my advantage just in case things do go sour. Thus, I have created a musebox over on DreamWidth. So, if your intent is to move there, feel free to rejoin there so that we shall hurp some durp together.
So, here's the scoop. As you all know, LiveJournal has been lovely lately. Because of that, I have been considering moving over to DW. At the moment, it's still too early to call it just yet. However. Because DW is offering free accounts now without an invite code, I'm taking that to my advantage just in case things do go sour. Thus, I have created a musebox over on DreamWidth. So, if your intent is to move there, feel free to rejoin there so that we shall hurp some durp together.
[ It wasn't always easy. Things weren't nearly as fair as he'd like them to be.
But that day, as he sneaked off with Naminé, he was driven to forget those matters. Today would be a day that they would get to be normal kids. Or as normal as they could be when they were visiting a completely foreign world. But, pssha. Details, details.
At the moment, he was scoring the street with a curious glance here and there at the market stalls and open doors. Sticking close to her as he always tended to do but otherwise giving her some leg room. He wanted her to feel comfortable and happy. Wanted the day to bode well and end up enjoyable. One day without Heartless and fighting. He knew that it was his duty to be out there, finding the keyhole. But just a moment- just a reprieve to relax. ]
So... Is there anything you wanna check out?
But that day, as he sneaked off with Naminé, he was driven to forget those matters. Today would be a day that they would get to be normal kids. Or as normal as they could be when they were visiting a completely foreign world. But, pssha. Details, details.
At the moment, he was scoring the street with a curious glance here and there at the market stalls and open doors. Sticking close to her as he always tended to do but otherwise giving her some leg room. He wanted her to feel comfortable and happy. Wanted the day to bode well and end up enjoyable. One day without Heartless and fighting. He knew that it was his duty to be out there, finding the keyhole. But just a moment- just a reprieve to relax. ]
So... Is there anything you wanna check out?
The city seems as normal as any of the other high profile cities. Skyscrapers strain upwards, traffic is always congested no matter what time of day, and business and fun seems to be at the front of everyone's mind. But underneath the bright shiny exterior of a famed city ever moving is something more, darker and seedier, planted within the heart of the city and spreading outwards. Corruption, violence, just about anything that could be thought of happened, even the place did not matter. On the streets, in office buildings and inside homes as well. nobody likes to talk about it, the police are powerless to stop it, if they aren't already on somebody's payroll. Many, of course, still try to this day.
To survive in this city, you either have to duck your head and ignore them, or be one of the ones on top. Perhaps you are a civilian in the wrong place at the wrong time, or maybe you have always been involved in gang life one way or another. Perhaps you line your pockets with dirty money. What are you?
Whatever you are, you're in for a ride.
[Extended Edition!Scenario (Optional)] And the fun's only begun. Because what if on top of things- this was your last day to live? Or maybe it's your last hour? Maybe even your last few minutes? Because apocalypse is on the horizon in some form. Be it through unnaturally destructive weather, infection, warfare, a black hole about to engulf the planet, severe climate change, etc.! Whatever the case may be, there's no turning back.Guidelines!
1. Post as your character(s) with their name and canon in the subject line; then give 'em a brief scenario/give 'em a role. Something!
2. Others respond, delving into noted scenario with one of their own.
3. ???
4. Profit?
5. All drama is to be left at the doorstep, kids.
Ganked fromunlikeheroes and slightly adjusted. Examples of ideas can be beautifully found here at the original meme post.
❒Trapped in a Box Meme❒
➀ Post up however many muses you like with their name and canon.
➁ Whoever responds is now trapped in a small box with them!
➂ Reply to others for personal space invading fun with occasional box rolling.
➃ Have fun with it!
For a reference, think of that, except with another muse.
*BONUS* The boxes can change sizes, and there's no limit to however many people can be in a box. So i.e. you try getting out? The box could get smaller, or someone else gets thrown in. The possibilities are endless!
Shamelessly ganked from
ali_pun_de[ Being in this place wasn't too bad. After a while, she got used to it and all. Sure, it was quiet. There weren't that many people there. And some of them she didn't recognize. As in- Well. Most people. But all the same, the streets were clean, the stores full of interesting knick-knacks, and... Well. She wasn't troubling people anymore. They were- and always would be the most important people in the world to her. That wouldn't change. Ever. But what she did know was that it had been difficult. And awkward. And frightening. And uneasy. ...Not to mention the whole potential-to-reabsorb-from-him deal. So... Maybe things were better off that way.
It wasn't like she couldn't find ways to distract herself from those thoughts anyway. Like, say- The ice cream parlor she was currently hovering like whoa over.
SO. MANY FLAVORS.
SO. MANY CHOICES.
It took her at least a minute or- you know -five to comprehend that there were flavors aside from sea-salt- WHICH IS STILL THE BEST IN HER HUMBLE OPINION. But all the same.
This was new.
This was very new.
And it was all kinds of awesome.
....
Now, if only she could figure out how to open it... ]
( ooc: BP!Xion. What is this. )
It wasn't like she couldn't find ways to distract herself from those thoughts anyway. Like, say- The ice cream parlor she was currently hovering like whoa over.
SO. MANY FLAVORS.
SO. MANY CHOICES.
It took her at least a minute or- you know -five to comprehend that there were flavors aside from sea-salt- WHICH IS STILL THE BEST IN HER HUMBLE OPINION. But all the same.
This was new.
This was very new.
And it was all kinds of awesome.
....
Now, if only she could figure out how to open it... ]
( ooc: BP!Xion. What is this. )
With quotes borrowed from the lovely
sunday_reveries.[1] Choose a quote. Then either:
[2a] Write out a small scenario of what your character is currently doing regarding that quote.
[2b] Or request that character A and B should play it out.
[3] Other kids will respond to either of these.
[4] FUN IS HAD.
( MEME TIMES GOGOGOCollapse )
The shards.
She had always feared what they were capable of. What they could do in the hands of the wrong people or even in the hands of the right people. In this case, in the hands of a particularly dangerous foe. For Xion, it was something very new. Her memories from Sora had since vanished after her destruction. But for Roxas, surely, there was an uncanny notion of familiarity. Familiar and yet this three-headed canine seemed thrice as deadly this round. And far more intelligent.
So much so that Xion was currently panting for breath, the stability of the keyblade itself seeming to fizzle as Cerberus approached her. Several gashes were already littered across her body- rather, Anne's. Nothing lethal but still taxing. And the difference between her own body and that of Anne's she had never been more aware of until then. The lack of stamina alone had her huffing and puffing. Instinct was telling her to back off and run. Stubbornness, however, had her holding her ground. What if they didn't stop it? It was so close to where she and Roxas had just been hanging around Lucen's friends. If it managed to get past them and went after them... No, she wouldn't have that. But how to stop it? The temptation rested in her pocket, but she kept her focus.
There was no way she would use it.
She had always feared what they were capable of. What they could do in the hands of the wrong people or even in the hands of the right people. In this case, in the hands of a particularly dangerous foe. For Xion, it was something very new. Her memories from Sora had since vanished after her destruction. But for Roxas, surely, there was an uncanny notion of familiarity. Familiar and yet this three-headed canine seemed thrice as deadly this round. And far more intelligent.
So much so that Xion was currently panting for breath, the stability of the keyblade itself seeming to fizzle as Cerberus approached her. Several gashes were already littered across her body- rather, Anne's. Nothing lethal but still taxing. And the difference between her own body and that of Anne's she had never been more aware of until then. The lack of stamina alone had her huffing and puffing. Instinct was telling her to back off and run. Stubbornness, however, had her holding her ground. What if they didn't stop it? It was so close to where she and Roxas had just been hanging around Lucen's friends. If it managed to get past them and went after them... No, she wouldn't have that. But how to stop it? The temptation rested in her pocket, but she kept her focus.
There was no way she would use it.
[What in the name of... Roxas stared at the bars he had in his hands now, looking awfully perplexed. The tender had been out of sea-salt that day. But just as he was about to resign from his mission to collect some for he and his friends, the kind old man had beckoned him to perhaps try a new flavor.... but how in the world could a bar that looked like dirt taste any good? It certainly wasn't the icing on the cake. But still... He had conceded in the end. Because it was still ice cream... right? Y-Yeah. Not the usual. But. Mm...
He made his way up to the clock tower all the same. Not wanting to keep them waiting. They should have been finished with their missions soon....]
(ooc: Feel free to catch him on the way to the clock tower if you'd like to harass a Days!Roxas with someone and confuse him to all hell. |D)
He made his way up to the clock tower all the same. Not wanting to keep them waiting. They should have been finished with their missions soon....]
(ooc: Feel free to catch him on the way to the clock tower if you'd like to harass a Days!Roxas with someone and confuse him to all hell. |D)
[Someone new is sitting at the fountain ledge. Because, hey, cool kids. This space is apparently where it's at. Only instead of drawing like Naminé was or goofing around as Lea was fully intent on, Kairi's just... well. Spacing out. She's been wandering the place for blocks and blocks with no luck finding her way. So, for now? She's just break timing, swinging her legs casually. Looks like she might be stuck there a while. Maybe. Where's Sora and Riku when you need them?]
(Post-II Kairi incoming. Have fun.)
(Post-II Kairi incoming. Have fun.)
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