A nocturnal melody.

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Uh! So guys, the stuff that I cooked yesterday just inched away from me. I tried touching it, but it started growling. Uh, well, that one might have been the refrigerator noise.

But still! It keeps moving. I don't know what's wrong with it. It was just fine yesterday, I'm pretty sure. I'm not that bad at cooking, am I?





Actually, you know what? Don't answer that. But this's gotta be a curse!

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So, you guys, huh? At first I wasn't sure who you were, but most of you are pretty weird. And I don't really get what you say most of the time. Except for the guys that I knew back home, though. It's pretty cool when they stop by, actually! The rest've you are just confusing. Why do you guys even come here, anyway?

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[OoC: Go for whatever. TROLLING HIM IS SO VERY EASY. NO NEED TO HOLD BACK. And in honor of my failing at most everything lately, here's a video of the whose line cast screwing up, too! Watch all of them, they're hilarious and I never tire of them; they're fantastic.]

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Man, I still don't really know who that Ino kid is, but at least no one bought me last weekend. That woulda been weird. According to Euphem- Euphie, it would've meant going on a date. I definitely didn't wanna do that.

Oh, and, uh, because this guy said I should. [the rustling of paper can be heard, and then a throat clear]

Equivalence is based on an equal exchange. But an equal exchange should have all the rules laid out, so what we're supposed to be writing about isn't fair if we don't have all the rules. We're supposed to get off of one curse for writing this, but equivalence hasn't been reached. If the equivalence of the equivalence essay isn't there, then is there really equivalence to be written about? I proclaim that there isn't, unless it's fair, and we get all the rules, and then we can have equivalence.
Edit: Signed, QED.

Uh, well, that's all I've got, but I think that's okay. Also, Hiiragi, was it just me or did I see you a lot today?

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[OoC: THIS IS LATE. I'M SORRY. Also, the equivalence thing is due to this. Didn't work so well, but link is IC.]

[Video Post]

It starts out with Demyx in front of the camera, hood up, perhaps a little more jittery than he usually is. "So, uh, I'm not quite sure what this curse is, but I'm definitely affected. I've had my hood up, and I can still talk, and, um, well, things are sorta blurry and I can really only see light and dark spots. Here's why." He lowers his hood past his hair, and- nothing. His face has no features, it is just muscle and skin stretched over skull.

When he next speaks, it is more off-putting, due to the lack of mouth, yet he is still perfectly able to speak like he always is. Well, perhaps a little more- muffled. "So, I really hope that this is going to end by midnight."

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[OoC: Less the meaning of his actual name, more the meaning of the x within it. The x is given to Nobodies, and is nothing special specifically to him. Although, to be fair, I think I subconsciously stole the idea from Martin Mystery.]

[Voice Post]

You guys are sure hard to ignore, huh? I was just walking around and a couple of you just jumped at me. You almost ripped my coat, you know? But I dunno, you were grabbing at something. Anyway, I-

Woah! Hey, what was that? Where'd the lights go? Everything's all dark outside. Except- hey! What's that in the sky? [sound of walking away, door opening and closing, and then a large period of silence before it eventually stops recording]

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[OoC: THIS WAS TOTALLY POSTED AT MIDNIGHT AT NOT AT FIVE A.M. People mentioned in the beginning were made up/NPCs. Anything goes, trolling=love~! Ellen DeGeneres says that Dennis Quaid was nominated for a Golden Globe. /collapses]

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Hey. I remember this curse. With the- mistletoe. Huh. Maybe I'll go get something from the store . . .

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[Action]

[Demyx is walking around, in the background with his hood up, purposely out on this day, when so many decide to stay inside. He wants to watch, observe peoples' reactions to this, and note the differences. What will the curse show him this time around?]

[OoC: So, true to the narrative, he'll be skulking around today, but if you'd care to bump into him- well, no holds barred, let's say. 8) Even if you don't know him, all the better. He's met two people 'cause of this curse, in fact! Look, the right date, too.]

[Voice]

You guys're really staying for a while, huh? That's sorta weird. There was only one time that you stayed two days, and now you're here for three. Wonder if you're ever leaving.

Well, I guess I can at least ask you guys about Halloween while you're here.

[OoC: Would rather no one say he's from a video game, for now at least, but if you let it slip, no big deal. Also, I was so tempted to link this in all of my posts today. WATCH IT NOW.]

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"Hey, let's hear it once more for the groom and his lovely bride, huh?" There is applause from all around the room, and he claps it up a little bit too. "Now remember, folks, the night is still young, so we're gonna play a nice couples' song for you all, and then I'll be taking requests."

And then he launches into an opening bridge of a probably familiar song before getting to the lyrics.

"I've . . . had the time of my liiiiife,"

[OoC: The wedding singer at Axel and Marluxia's. Only a lot less like anything Adam Sandler related. And, uh, IDK, at the wedding-post? Feel free to interact with him or even threadjack and make wedding threads in this post. ♥ S'all good for the crack.]

The room is filled with faceless people, backs turned to your view. You can still make out that they are laughing, smiling, happy, and having a good time. There is someone in a long, hooded cloak walking around and through the groups. He has a bunch of cue cards in his hands, shuffling through them.

He keeps going up to the groups, trying either to make them notice him (which they don't), or glean information by observation. After a while he seems to get overly flustered and winds up tripping on his own coat, falling, and revealing himself to be Demyx. As he falls, the cue cards scatter, and he tries to gather them up a little before he seems to just stay down on the floor, having lost hope . . . or did he?

[OoC: Anyone and everyone welcome in his dream~! No prior reservations needed.]

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Awww, man! Why'd I leave this studying for the last minute? This is so bad. It's not even like I should be taking some of these classes, they've got nothing to do with my major!

I mean, it's not like I was completely goofing off. Sure, I may have read a few comics in the process, but- hey, the swim team was celebrating winning our last meet! For a week.

And plus, symphonic had its' concert, and we had to practice a lot more. True, not that I really needed it all that much, but it's not like it's my fault that I only really had some basic snare parts! Every time I tried to get creative the conductor would tell me to lay off. Hasn't he ever heard of improvisation? That was half of the appeal that got jazz to become really popular in the 20's, anyway. And I only picked percussion 'cause they didn't have room for a sitar. I don't care that it's a really rare instrument, I like it.

Not that percussion's bad, really. Snare's easy enough to get the hang of, it's all rhythms. And the timpani parts're usually pretty cool. Plus, I got that really neat triangle solo! Man, now I'm kinda in the mood to play something. Yeah, maybe I could write a song or something . . .

Wait.

THE TESTS! [sounds of running and panicking and lots of shuffling of papers, and then a groan] Anyone wanna form a last-minute study group?

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[OoC: Demyx is in University. He's a senior, majoring in music, plays percussion in band, and is captain of the swim team. IDK high school and college bands are either symphonic band or wind ensemble. Expect massive backdating on this after about noon. Shabbat 1500. Woo.]