DC/MK Dressing Room
...where craziness ensues. [Enter at own risk!]
December 1st, 2011 
02:54 am
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[in this post: a boy and his monsters.

... to be more descriptive, a Kaito is currently seated in the dining room, feet propped up on the table and chair balancing backwards on two legs as he scans a book propped in his lap (Lupin, of course-- what else?). It would be a fairly average scene... if it weren't for the five foot fire dragon looming over his shoulder, tail swishing back and forth irately. Periodically, Kaito lifts a hand from his lap to hold out a bit of food for said dragon-- and said dragon seems more than happy to devour his meal with a quick swipe of his tongue, a few loud movements of his jaw, and a warm puff of smoke.

It isn't just the dragon, however. There's an entire menagerie of strange animals lounging about in the dining room. A three-handed monkey is curled up comfortably on top of his trainer's head; a large multi-colored bird has perched herself on the dining room table as she pecks at a bowl of sunflower seeds; a strangely marked cat-like creature stretches and yawns, before bringing a paw forward to brush his ears; the series trademark lays in Kaito's lap just underneath the book he is reading, fur bristled and ears flat against her head as her gaze darts around the room suspiciously; and a really weird blue thing with no arms bounces and rolls around the table's legs, nearly knocking chairs over as she does so.

IT'S A ZOO IN HERE.

And this Kaito seems to be very, very content with this fact, even as he mumbles idly, gaze never leaving his book]


Oi, Jou-chan, if you knock the table over you're cleaning up the mess.
05:17 pm
[Anybody who wanders into the lobby today is in for a treat! There's a brand new statue off to one side; it looks like a masterpiece, a real work of art. The proportions, the details... from clothes to facial expression, it's all perfectly rendered, almost lifelike.

But what does it depict? Why, Aoko, of course. The statue is set in a crouching, frozen in the act of clawing at her hands, and she's wearing an expression much like this one.]
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