The Island of All Worlds, a mixed fandom roleplay.

[superbia]

• cheshire • ♂ • nineteen • single •

m o o d;; - calm.
l o c a t i o n;; - "cheshire sees trees, nyaa."
s p e c i f i c s;; - xxx

Cheshire flicked his ears when a question was directed towards himself, but he leisurely nodded. His name had always been Cheshire, at least, since he had gotten this human form. Back then he was just referred to as 'Kitty', and he was there to keep his companion company. Now he really had no purpose, a disturbing thought if all one's life was devoted to protecting one person, and then they decided to shun you away for another. When Grell had said he was a Reaper, Cheshire really did not know what to make of this. "Hmm, Reaper. . ." he mumbled, trying to piece together what those might do. He had never heard of one before, and thought that it might be a dumb question to ask, so he just listened to the next question. "I am a Chain. A creature of the Abyss." He licked the back of his right hand, then began to clean his face like a cat. All of this was out of pure reflex, since he still had the mind of a cat, though it may look odd from another's point of view. Cheshire stopped cleaning his face when he saw Grell lean against the tree. He chose to just sit Indian-style where he was, left elbow propped up on his knee, and chin resting in the palm of his hand. His right hand was pressed against the ground, claws tapping at the ground in rhythmic beats.

As soon as Grell was carried away in his own conversations about those who he knew, Cheshire let his sights drift back towards the trees. One of his ears still listened to the red-head, though. Faint voices still were in his range of hearing, and he stared off in that direction. As soon as Grell began to twirl in a swooning mess, Cheshire turned back towards him. "Have you seen any others?" he asked, tapping a claw on his lower lip as he thought about it. What if Alice was on this island? Or one of the brats who stole her from him? It seems almost anyone could be here, just hiding behind the bushes and trees. Cheshire grit his teeth, a small shiver making it's way down his spine. He could not take any chances.

[[Ah, he always made it more fun to watch xD
And I agree ;o I always make them too happy, or whatever~

As well as a recap, Cheshire is talking with Grell, Death/Kid, Liz, and Patty ran into Toph, and Sirius is on the beach, Ella is with England, Otto is watching Toph, and Will is watching Siruis. . . I think that's it ~]]

[Sesame]

((Gosh, I feel like such a stalker with my characters... XD ))

[RainbowLeos]

Grell stopped his twirling and looked at Cheshire confused. "What in the world is the Abyss?" He asked confused out of his mind. When he got back he would have to ask Will, or Bassy, or maybe even Undertaker. "I actually just fell here." He admitted and looked around. "I don't know how. One minute I was running toward my lovely Bassy when all of a sudden I ended up here with dirt in my mouth." He shrugged not really wanting to think about it further. Grell glanced at Cheshire saw him tense and followed his gaze into the bushes. "Have you seem any others?" He asked, something suddenly clicked. "Maybe my sweet Bassy is out there somewhere! Maybe he is waiting for me to find him so we can live our lives together forever and ever!" Grell gushes as he day dreams.

(My friend and I are extreme Black Butler fans! She is helping me stay in character too! :3 )

England jumped startled by the sudden presence. "I....I....I'm.....Are you dead too?" He asked suddenly not thinking. He wanted to be sure that he was dead. All England had ever wanted was to end the fighting with America, he always wished that they could always become friends again. Like back before the Revolution.....how he hated that day. He lost his best friend and he never totally won him back.

(Writers block)

[Sesame]

Ella glared at him, her irritation suddenly flaring back up. "Do I look dead to you?" She huffed to herself and flicked an offending strand of hair out of her eyes. "Honestly." It was probably wrong and irrational of her to be this mean, but she didn't care. All she knew was that this half-wit... "Wait, too? You think you're dead?" As she thought about it, it was somewhat of a resonable explantion to all this, although it wasn't like she knew anything about the afterlife. Areida has always encouraged her to attend the weekly sermons, but the thought of just sitting there for hours listening to some old priest never really caught her fancy.

[superbia]

• cheshire • ♂ • nineteen • single •

m o o d;; - calm, but on the edge of annoyed.
l o c a t i o n;; - around the forest.
s p e c i f i c s;; - he's getting frustrated.

Cheshire's tail flicked from side to side as he listened to Grell's questions. The Abyss, eh, how could he explain it? "It's another dimension, there's no time, and a lot of humans are dragged into it." he murmured, thinking for a moment. A small "Meow," seeped from his mouth as he stood, his tail flicking quickly to the left. In between one of Grell's sentences, Cheshire wrapped his ribbons around his body, and disappeared in thin air. He reappeared not far, but a scowl was visible on his face. He could not reach the Abyss from this island by the looks of it, and it was also unsettling him dearly. This island seemed to be slowly crippling his abilities, but did he still have his strength? Cheshire growled loudly, wanting to test this. His tail was lashing quicker than normal, and his ears were pinned back. "It's not true," he snarled, darting towards a tree. In a split second, he threw his arm up and cut directly into the tree. When his claws came into contact, a small wash of relief filled his body. He had cut the tree well enough to have it topple over, and that was enough for him. "Cheshire hasn't actually seen anyone else, but I have heard a lot of voices." Cheshire lowered his claws, turning back towards Grell. He had been talking about this Bassy guy again, go figure.

[[Writer's block, again <<;;]]

[MelkorofAngband]

{{Holy Geez}}

Zexion stared ahead of himself, a pensive expression on his face. There, but not really there. The last clear memory that he could collect was that of his fight with Riku. He had a vaugue impression that Axel was responsible for the long period of nothingness that followed said fight. That traitor he thought. The scent of the others was undetectable, but then that may just be an ability of the room. He looked around him for some idea of the world the room reflected, but gained no clue. Wondering what exactly happened between his last memory and this one, he picked up his lexicon. He opened it and found a bit of comfort betwix and between the pages of familiar spells and entries. Snapping it shut, he decided he may as well try to escape the room, though he had no idea how to, seeing as all of his cards were gone and there were no heartless in sight.

{{If you are confused this may help: http://kingdomhearts.wikia.com/wiki/Castle_Oblivion }}

Poland coughed as he picked himself up off of the sand, and looked around. "Geez," he said alloud, "I'm, like, gonna mis the world meeting". He plopped back down and sulked. This was, like, Totally not fair. If he missed the meeting he wouldn't see Lithuania for, like, ever! And to make it worse his outfit was totally ruined! He sat and fumed for a bit longer before looking around. Eww, this island was, like, super boring compared to his house. He swore he was going to, like, make whoever sent him here's capital Warsaw.

Drocell picked himself up off of the ground. What had happened? The last thing he could remember were intruders in his masters place, then overwhelming darkness. And Ciel. He wondered for a moment what had happened to him. He would have made a wonderful doll. Well, whatever happened had left him with a splitting headache. He took a closer look at his surroundings, and noticed that he was, as far as he could tell, alone. The master was not going to be pleased with his sitting around. "And so then I thought to myself, I had better go and look for someone..."

[root.]

{Recap? xD On my own roleplay, this is a little sad. Is anyone talking to Riza or Gale?}

Toph smirked. "An evil soul, really? You lookin' for Azula or something?" These people sounded really strange. What kind of name was Kiddo-Kun, anyway? And Patty? She tried feeling through the earth what these people looked like, but that was far from easy, as the ground was still kind of sandy. The girl walked further into the forest, talking as she walked. "So, Kiddo-Kun. Where are you from? The water tribes, right? That's the only place I haven't been, so I don't know your crazy names." Toph boasted of her travels lightly, still trying to wrap her head around their names. Maybe they just had strange parents.

[superbia]

[[Recap. . . Let's see here xD
Okay, so Cheshire just cut down a tree, and he is with Grell, Will has an arrow drawn and I think he's approaching Sirius, England is talking with Ella, Otto was studying Toph, Kid, Liz, and Patty, Zexion is in a room (?), Poland is finding his way around, and so is Drocell. I don't think anyone has spoken with Gale or Riza yet ~]]

[shiro-chan]

Name:
Karin Kurosaki
Age:
15
Gender:
Female
Brief Personality:
The wiki describes her better than I could...
Looks:
As a teenager, In the actual Anime
Fandom:
Bleach
Powers:
She can see spirits.
Relationship Status:
Single
Other:
Nope

[Shuhei Hisagi]

"We are from a Weapon Meister Academy known as Shibuzen. My name is Death The kid, Or Kid..."

Kid was cut off by Patty pulling his face into her breasts, he flailed his arms a bit from not being able to breath. "Kiddo-Kun!!! I'm Patty THompson! And that's Liz Thompson!" She pointed back at her sister.

Liz nodded, slapping Kid on the back.