07 June 2008 @ 10:05 am
[have a tiny little red frog in sharp clashing with the blue of the Astral Plane, with some 'dida' printed on his back appearing and not really noticing the change yet~]

Gero gero. [hops hops hops happily hops]

Hiroshiiiii!! Kyonkichiiiii! Where are you? Let's go annoy Kuro--- [stops looking awed at the 'sky'] Haaaa-- Is it already night time? Why is it not colder then, gero? [looks around........ then taps the 'ground' with one of his front feet a few times, giving a quiet, wet, slapping sound] This is not water.

... kero kero...

This is what humans call a dream? IT MUST BE! Whoa, such great things happening to me lately! First that strange shop with those duplicated humans and now this! Ahaha, My Lord, you are too kind, gero gero!! [hops around rather happily admiring the view]

I must show this to the others, gero!
 
 
Current Mood: ASDFFDGFGHKJ
 
 
07 June 2008 @ 11:50 am
Cline found me! Or I found him. We kind of ran into each other. He got bored on Messaline, and left to go look for me, to see if I was doing all right.

But we hugged and then got something to eat and I've been showing him around. We even ran from a bat together. If he stays, I think it'll be even more fun, the traveling. That must be why Dad's always traveling with other people.
 
 
Current Mood: cheerful
 
 
07 June 2008 @ 01:29 pm
[And suddenly, Jackie pops on into the Astral Plane. He's got one hand held out, as if he was twisting a knob, and for a moment there is a rather shocked look on his face.]

That's never happened before.

[His hand drops to his side, and for a moment he is completely silent. He takes the time to slowly scan his surroundings, still with a fairly stunned look on his face. He gives his head a quick shake, trying to see if he'll wake up. No success. He then takes a few steps forward and reaches his hands out, as if looking for a wall or a door. When he comes in contact with nothing but space, he drops his hands to his side again, and turns around.]

Right now, I can only think of three possible explanations for this. One, I'm dead. Really dead. Two, I'm having one of those out of body experiences. Or three, I've been whisked away to the Land of Oz. And unfortunately for me, I left my ruby red slippers at home.

So, is there a Yellow Brick road hiding somewhere around here, or am I just SOL?
 
 
07 June 2008 @ 04:57 pm
 
[Dino appears on the Plane without his jacket. He looks a bit dusty and there's what looks like a cobweb stuck in his hair. He also looks very, very worried.]

[Talking mostly to himself] He's not there either, so that means he's not in the mansion or the grounds. But that doesn't make any sense, he wouldn't just leave without telling anyone and he couldn't have without anybody noticing anyway. I have a really bad feeling about this...
 
 
Current Mood: worried
 
 
07 June 2008 @ 06:37 pm
 
[ Everyone's favorite little ray of sunshine Suigintou has appeared on the Plane. She hasn't seemed to have clued in to her surroundings yet, as she's doggedly trying to yank off a ring on one of her little fingers, looking murderous as she does so. ]

Foolish, ridiculous, disgusting..!
 
 
07 June 2008 @ 08:43 pm
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[The scent of decaying roses heralds Marluxia's appearance on the Plane. The Lord of Castle Oblivion is definitely not pleased. He doesn't even seem to have realized the shift yet, judging by his pacing movements and the following, spoken in a clipped voice:]

Go find her. She is too important to -

[he abruptly falls silent, finally taking in his surroundings.]

Of course...

[No more spontaneity from him. His demeanor becomes one of restrained calm, and the scent gradually vanishes.]

If anyone has encountered a girl by the name of Naminé, I would like to speak to you at your earliest convenience.
 
 
Current Mood: irritated
 
 
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07 June 2008 @ 09:09 pm
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[Hei appears, looking supremely pissed off and perhaps a little frantic.]

Where the hell could she have gone? It's not like last time.

[Looks around the Plane with a murderous look on his face.]

If this is the Twins' doing, they're dead.
 
 
07 June 2008 @ 11:16 pm
 
[ Angela's found herself a hiding place (though it isn't a very good one) in the theater, sitting in the back row. Her face is buried in her hands, and three guesses as to what she's doing, and the first two don't count. ]
 
 
Current Mood: distressed