[the Weighted Companion Cube has found itself in the lobby again, hanging out with the furniture, which are pretty much cousins by inanimate object standards. It has its trusty journal resting on its top surface, text-to-speech device pleasantly dictating its thoughts as they appear on the page]

( accidental filter to the Castle itself )

[with all of the frantic fear looming, filters flying back and forth, ideas trading, everyone hustling children around from one caretaker to another... something gets overlooked. One quiet--and usually cube-shaped--little being. It has watched its friends disappear one by one over the past few days, uncomprehending and feeling crushingly useless. ( Read more... )

[there is an androgynous kid sitting motionless on the stairs with a completely vacant expression... and a journal resting on its back.

It stays this way for a very long time. Finally, there is a little shift, switching which elbow is propped on a knee. The journal finally loses balances and tumbles to the steps, falling opening, visibly surprising ( Read more... )

[you know what fits right in with the cheery decor of the castle? The Weighted Companion Cube, that's what. And it loves Valentines Day.

So, right in the middle of the lobby, nestled in with all of its other heart-themed decoration brethren, is the Cube. With a red bowl full of candy hearts resting right on top. It's perfect! It's as if it has ( Read more... )

[the strange katamari spell breaks abruptly, as the Weighted Companion Cube reaches the bottom of the staircase and hits the lobby floor. All at once, everything unsticks--objects sent flying and haphazardly tumbling--and the music ends, the Cube landing atop a giant pile of JUNK.

A few things rustle and free themselves, wandering off through the ( Read more... )

[there is one person who is completely uninvolved and unaware of all of the recent Isis-related drama-- though, calling it a 'person' is probably a bit of a stretch. The Weighted Companion Cube is currently in the lobby, propped against an arm chair... and it can't even begin to care about the plight of everyone else in the castle, because it is ( Read more... )

[After being de-catified, Gos has decided to take a walk to enjoy being higher than ground level. She rounds a corner and spots the Companion Cube sitting smack dab in the middle of a hallway.]

What the? Hey! Anyone here misplace... a... cube...?

[as she's speaking she's mysteriously drawn to the cube. Nudging it with her foot, it starts to roll. Wtf ( Read more... )

[So Tyki is just walkin' a walk... up to the castle roof. It's a quiet night, he's going to go smoke outside a little before he gets too cold and bored to keep up with it and goes in, or maybe goes out to town to drink all night... when he comes across a most

interesting

object.]

... Hm?

[Tyki hasn't seen anything like this before. A cube ( Read more... )

[by now, the Weighted Companion Cube has slowly accumulated more holiday decorations than ever before. With the Host Club adding the final touches, it is now almost entirely covered in lights, stickers, and ribbon, its hearts nearly obscured by Christmas cheer.

And it couldn't be more pleased. Happily glowing near the bottom of the stairs, just in ( Read more... )

[the Weighted Companion Cube is probably the happiest cube around, at the moment. With all the kissing, all the pretty decorations, all the delicious drama, it is having the time of its inanimate life. Currently nestled amongst the decorations in the lobby, journal resting beside it, it would be grinning if it had a face]

It's happening again
again
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