Fictional. Ah, yes. As if I've not heard that one before in the past, oh, I don't know, two thousand years, give or take? Hardly a new thing to tell the Boogeyman. Oh, you're not real. I'm not scared of you!

[ The last bit drops down into a furious snarl. Then Pitch regains his composure and is all smiles again. ]

Funny, this ... little bit of technology. Letting us poor, sad, fictional people get acquainted with what it's like to be real. I suppose that means you all can see me. [ His voice drips bitterness. ] Well. I can't fault the situation for its convenience.

If there are any Guardians here, you'd best make yourselves known now. So we can all yell and scream about what a horrible bad guy I am and all the trouble I'm going to cause. [ Twirls a hand. ] Get it out of the way.

And then, well, I guess I could introduce myself. My name is Pitch. Pitch Black. And, yes, before you ask. I am the Boogeyman. [ Wiggles his fingers at the camera, grinning. ]

Boo.

Who: Xion and Vanitas.
What: Run-in number two.
When: Sometime this evening, aka Monday the 1st.
Where: Somewhere in town again. Nowhere specific.
Why: It's not like Xion's looking for him or anything. ... except, well, she sort of is. Roxas isn't the only one around here who can make impulsive, ill-informed decisions!


[ Truth be told, she's still getting over the shock of Sora's arrival. But everyone - really, everyone - has been doing so much to try and make her feel better. Make her feel like she belongs... and like it's going to be okay. Whatever reservations she still might have, she keeps them to herself. It feels disrespectful to the efforts of all her friends if she just keeps on worrying.

So she's trying to carry on like normal. "Normal" still being relative in a place like this, with no missions - and no school. At least she has her job at Paradox Pizza.

It's on her way home that she sees a glimpse of black. Is that...?

Without thinking, Xion speeds up to a trot, weaving between people as she tries to catch up. Wasn't that .. that boy? ]

Who: Vanitas and Harry Potter.
What: Roommies :').
When: 6/23
Where: East 403.
Warnings: None!

( I've run out of clever song lyrics. )

Looking for an asshole with a helmet welded to his face. Apparently armed and volatile. Further details will be disclosed on a need to know basis. Anyone with information will be rewarded.

WHO: Vanitas and YOU?
WHAT: The abomination beyond all hope of redemption has landed amongst you.
WHEN: Afternoon, June 16th.
WHERE: Various spots around the city, as he observes and checks out his new surroundings.
WARNINGS: Some violence and Vriska's potty mouth.

( Now I'm in places I really shouldn't be. )