Vexen was on his way back to the lower floors when his path was crossed with a certain blond-haired, sadistic menace. "LARXENE, WHAT ARE YOU DOING- WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT NO S-STOP- AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" So saying, Vexen (still clutching his machine like a firstborn) uttered the one word he hoped would save his pitiful little Nobody half-life: "MOMMY!" He dived under a table, where he stayed shaking in his temporary refuge.
"So... I'll just be going..." said Vexen, trailing off as a rabid Larxene munched on a good piece of Zexion shoulder flesh. He scooted around the battling duo and hurried on. In Marluxia's room, the pink-haired Graceful Assassin was knocked out cold with his head cushioned by a large growth of pitcher plants and venus flytraps. "I'm out of your body for good," Vexen couldn't resist telling the unconscious Nobody. "And that's that." To his delight, the machine hadn't been harmed by the function. "You will be the savior of the Organization," he told it, carrying it back down the stairs. (ooc://Demyxu, we never had a Luxord before you. It'll be fine if you just make him wake up in the throne room- do you know where I mean? That was where Vexen's machine-thingy exploded. Keep in mind that he's in Xaldin's body until we activate a re-switch.)
When Vexen came around, he found himself lying on the floor with the scent of dust in his nostrils... in an entirely different part of the Castle. Yes, there were his twiggy arms! There was his luxuriously straight, non-pink hair! There was his old geezer body! "IT WORKED! IT WORKED! BY KINGDOM HEARTS AND ZEXION'S PICKLED DAIKON, THE MACHINE WORKED!" Whooping with entirely nonexistent joy, Vexen ran up four flights of stairs to retrieve his "perfect" machine. Never had being a rickety old scientist ever felt so good!
Heh... *squirms in seat guiltily* You know you're obsessed with KH when you spend an hour dragging KH2 images into the Artwork section of your iTunes XD Or when you can write down ALL the lyrics to all the songs, even side songs like Destati and such. IN ITALIAN.
(ooc://I think Rexy already called Demyx's body, AnimeGirl... and as to the question of multiplaying, I think it's fine as long as you agree to budge if someone comes along to take up the extra character.) Grumbling, Vexen took his machine and moved to a different location, leaving young Number Thirteen to deal with the fallen robo-Larxene. If he wanted to test out his machine, he would need to do it with no one around to mess up his experiment. He stepped into Marluxia's very quiet room, trying not to gag on the sweet scent of cherries and cherry petals wafting about mixed with the foul odors coming from the various potted and carnivorous plants stuffed in the strangest places. He avoided the tiny weeds sprouting up from between the tiles, knowing that Marluxia's presence- or at least his body anyway- would probably result in a gigantic verdant outbreak. "Here goes nothing," he said nervously, plugging in the machine and touching the on-switch. There was a loud grinding noise as large and tiny metal parts rubbed together. The machine began trembling on its precarious perch on Marluxia's plant-infested bedside table. A miniscule mechanic sensor smoothly rose out of the contraption, scanned Vexen, then began turning around and around as it cast about for his lost body. That much went straight. Seconds later, tiny waves of thoughtlessness niggled into Number Four's brain. Was that supposed to happen? he had time to wonder. Then he lost consciousness.
Vexen pokety-poked the last wire into place, feeling as if he were climbing up a very steep hill. One mistake, and he would slide back down. Do it right and the rest would be an easy ride. "Please?" he begged the machine. Talking to inanimate objects again, eh? snickered the very calm part of his mind. "Please work?" Unlike ALL my past replicas...? He plugged the machine in, cringing and wringing his hands. No explosion. Vexen straightened, sighing a little. Just as he did so, one of his several Replicas- a prototype Larxene, this time, who he often forced to do all the dirty Castlework just to spite the real one- whirred in. "I have retrieved your sea-salt ice cream, mast- CRASH!" CLANG. PLOOP. SMASH. "My beloved creation!" Vexen cried, dashing to the robot's side. He picked up the Cure-machine and cuddled it. "Are you all right, dear? Don't worry, I won't let the big scary antennae-lady get you... YOU ALMOST BROKE IT! HOW COULD YOU DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT, YOU DESPICABLE REPLICA?! SHUT DOWN RIGHT NOW! And SHUT UP!" "Shutting up," clicked Larxene Replica. "And shutting down." Vexen sighed and righted the table, replacing the machine. Little did he know that Larxene Replica's bumble had done something else to it...
OOC:// MAJOR PLOT UPDATE Okay, Ukali PM'd me with a request to give you guys the plot update because she's just way too lazy to do it herself (Yes, I'm a very wordy person and you'll have to read every word of my post.) We are going with Rexyggor's absolutely inspired plan, though with a few modifications. Vexen does in fact manage to make another machine that will reverse the effects of the previous one. He tests it on himself first (typical Vexen -_- ). The machine malfunctions and DOES in fact manage to do the reverse switch. Vexen, happy with his success, goes back and makes sure the machine is working properly (therefore erasing the responsible malfunction) and gathers as many Organization members as he can in the demolished throne room (excluding Larxene and Naminé, 'cause he's scared of both). However, the machine is now working the RIGHT way and explodes. Again. The Organization members are re-switched- all except for Vexen and Marluxia, who are already permanently cured. Of course, no one's happy with the outcome and they blame old Number Four for it. He storms off in a huff. Out of the Castle. Have fun making the cure yourselves, guys. RULES FOR RE-SWITCH: 1. Same as last time. No yaoi, semi-literate at least, fairly civil language as you all should well know. 2. You must stay with your current character. No, not their current body. Their current mind. 3. Roxas is taken by Ukali_rules (Saïx). 4. Argue among yourselves on who to switch into. It doesn't need to be a two-way switch. i.e. Lexaeus, who used to be in Roxas's body, doesn't have to go into Saïx's body. What we want to prevent is three Axels. 5. Sora, Riku, and Kairi are excluded. So are made-ups. Keep in mind that this is an Organization XIII switch. 6. You can keep your made-ups around, but no switching with them. Got it memorized? 7. The girls (Larxene and Naminé) aren't reswitched. Sorry, but Ukali decided that she didn't want to deal with any gender issues. 8. Wait until we've reached that plot point before reswitching. ~FIN~
Vexen continued pushing the others out of his room, enforcing his words with his shield- which he couldn't hold because stupid Marluxia's hands were WAY too big- and the more comfortable, if disastrously pink, scythe. "MY ROOM!" he declared. "I'VE GOT THE BASIC CURE DOWN, NOW LEAVE ME ALONE WHILE I FINISH IT!" (ooc://And to let you all decide on what the next plot complication will be. :D )
"WILL THE INTRUSIONS NEVER END?!" Vexen nearly wailed, slamming his book shut. He meant to summon his shield and give them all a good spiking that they would remember, but in his right hand he held his science notebook and in the other he held the ice cream. Both were too important to drop. Quickly, his visual thinking made a chart. EATING ICE-CREAM >> UNEXPECTED ARRIVALS >> (Saïx and Xigbar) >> CHUCK SOMETHING >> NO SHIELD >> BOOK OR ICE-CREAM? He battled with his passions: science or favorite food? Science won. He threw the ice-cream at Xigbar(Axel)'s head, where it struck right between his eyes. Instantly, the ice-cream began to melt, trickling down and smearing Axel's laboriously-made distinctive marks. "AND GET OUT OF MY ROOM!" Vexen shouted, summoning his shield...
Vexen trotted to his room, happily envisioning the things he would do once he got back in his body. Comb my hair. Take a nice long shower. Kiss my science notebook. Say goodbye to psychotic Number Sixes, sharpshooting pyromaniacs, and stabbity little females... He set down the garden bag and dumped its contents into a canister. Then he promptly incinerated the baggie. Yech. Too flowery for me. He went to the corner, where he kept backup rations in case of emergencies neatly frozen in place by a block of ice. He took out a stick of sea-salt ice cream- his secret favorite and guilty pleasure- and began sucking on it. Good thing no one else in the Organization knew about that, or else he'd be the laughingstock of the Organization by moonrise. Leaning back in his chair, he enjoyed the pop while scribbling down a blueprint for a new machine. (ooc://Isn't it ironic that there's ALWAYS a moon in TWTNW? :p )
Vexen was in the main throne room (that white room with all the thrones in that that seem to show up in ALL the OrgXIII bonus cutscenes in KH:FM+). There weren't thrones anymore- the explosion had taken care of those. Ooh, that's going to be a budget cut. I won't be able to order any more plutonium for years. But at least there was something else possible here. "Hah! I knew it!" Vexen muttered to himself. "Dust. All over the place. Perfect; it's preferable when something goes according to plan- though it almost never does." He bent down and rubbed some of the dust and ashes between Marluxia's gloved hands. It glittered slightly. This is going to work. I'm sure of it. He scooped several handfuls of it into a little plastic gardening bag that he found in one of Marluxia's pockets ("Freesia Bulbs" read the words on it). (ooc://I like the plan, Rexyggor. So are we agreeing to it, peoples? And by the way, is it okay if I play Naminé, Ukali, if Vexen really does storm off?)
ooc://I am now faced with a very difficult decision. Once Vexen makes the cure, the Organization XIII switch ends... and this RP with it. So should I let him finish it? bic://Vexen marched straight down to his underground laboratory. Sure, he hadn't liked being stuck in a basement ever since that little episode in Castle Oblivion, but the dark and cool space charmed him today. 'Course, his laboratory no longer existed, but perhaps he could still salvage the last materials from its remains. Stupid Xigbar. Wires dangled from the ceiling, still fizzing. Glass shards were littered all over the floor. Ash floated in the air. And there were puddles of the evaporated remnants of noxious substances all over the floor, which caused him to remember the explosion of his machine. The machine that had started this entire mess. It was a waste of effort, he thought, gloomy as an unemotional scientist can be. "Oh well," he said, forcing pretended cheeriness into his voice. "At least these residues still have some of their properties." Then a sudden revelation struck him. If these residues could keep their properties, why couldn't the machine's remnants do the same...? "EUREKA!*" *(ooc://Tasteless joke? Archimedes, a Greek mathematician and inventor, shouted this while taking a bath and discovering the principle that would later be named after him (the exclamation in itself means "I have found it!" in Greek). He was so happy he jumped out of his bathtub and ran plumb naked down the streets repeatedly screaming it over and over again. But don't worry- Vexen isn't going to do that XD)
At last, Vexen managed to get up from the ground. "That's understating it," he croaked. "'Larxene switched with Naminé.' Meh." He touched his trench coat gingerly, fingering the holes ripped into it by a number of pencil points. "Wonderful. Does this look infected to you? 'Larxene switched with Naminé...'" He muttered some more, then launched himself forwards and grabbed the front of Saïx(Zexion)'s trench coat. "DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS FOR ME?! FOR US?! WELL? DO YOU?!" Vexen buried his fingers in Marluxia's spiny hair and turned away, feeling more insane than ever. "NAMINÉ IN THE CASTLE! INTERFERENCE AT EVERY CORNER! GEE, I WONDER WHY I HAVEN'T BEEN ABLE TO FINISH YET?! TOO MUCH HAVOC! AS IF NOTHING WERE MORE OR LESS DESTROYED SINCE THIS ENTIRE EPISODE BEGAN-" He paused, breathing hard, and fought to get his temper under control. "Marluxia! In my body! That's it! Interrupt me one more time and I'm doing a Roxas and leaving this place to follow my stupid little Replicas! ORGANIZATION, EH?! Some organized Organization we are!" Fuming, complete with a smoking brain, Vexen marched off in a huff to finally get around to finishing that cure.
Sora: Hey, you guys talk? Teacup: Yeah! I'm named Chip, 'cause I've got a chip on my brim. See? Sora: Well, then go back to acting like regular china before you get the name Dent!
Lol. My classmates ask me if I've got over-happy problems because I smirk whenever our teacher says "Commit it to memory" or "Memorize that"... which he does a lot.
You know you're obsessed with KH when you spend two months thinking up strategies on how to wheedle your parents into letting you get KHII (my parents can be pretty stingy with video games... :( )
When Vexen next came around, he was buried under a mountain of rubble. Good thing I don't have a heart. Otherwise... I'd be dead. If I'm not already... he thought, getting puzzled. Hadn't Axel killed him...? Nah. That was a stupid thought. He was still alive, of course, and it was an easy enough matter to warp out of the pile. But half-blind with dust- and plus, he had never been counted as one of the most sharp-sighted of the Organization- he didn't do it very well. He arrived just in time to catch "Old man Vexeeeeeen!" before landing on top of a sandy-haired girl wearing a white dress... holding pencils and looking quite uncharacteristically murderous. He got payback for payback.
ooc://Here's what 's happened so far... 1) We kicked out all the Heartless and the fangirls, except for those chosen favorites like Kiki the Heartless. 2) Later, Ukali booted Vivani out of the RP as well, much to Vexen's pleasure. 3) Sora and Riku-Heartless randomly transformed back. The totally random appearance of Kairi prompted sadistic Number Twelve to torture her to torture the other two. Vexen, acting on the will of a certain interfering RPer, pulled the kids out of that sticky situation and booted them out too. 4) Shortly after that, the Organization had a bit of fun joking about Valerie visiting some "really stupid site" called KH-Vids, where there just happened to be a thread on this very situation (ironic much? :p ) 5) Ukali added Naminé, switched with Larxene. 6) Vexen fainted when he found out that Larxene had switched into the body of a young girl with pencils. 7) Xigbar insulted Saïx and now Saïx is bring the Castle down around their ears. And that's pretty much what happened since you left.
"Mehehehe. Die, laptop," Vexen said under his breath. He suddenly frowned at the short little girl now standing near him. "Wait a minute... Larxene, what in the world are you doing in... OMG IT'S NAMINÉ!" Vexen dashed behind Zexion and hid behind the much shorter Organization member. In Marluxia's body, that didn't help much; it just made him doubly scared of the little scribbler's power. "Get her AWAY FROM ME!" Brings back bad memories, bad memories, bad memories... "If that really is you, Larxene, I warn you, if I find a single pencil in your hand I am going to..." He shuddered. Bad experiences with Naminé's pencils, and considering Larxene's tendency to stab anything that moved with her wicked kunai... "On second thought, never mind. I'm not going to say that and give you any ideas." Suddenly a thought struck him. "If you and Naminé suddenly got switched, that means... the REAL ONE'S IN HERE, TOO!" And there Vexen- who by many was already considered one crazy kook- lost it and dropped to the floor in a dead faint.
Vexen at once relaxed once the girly Keyblade bearer who had threatened him with a flowery and girly death was gone. Thank goodness I didn't meet HER in Castle Oblivion. And of course, he just HAD to know what Saïx was so worked up about on the computer. And he had to take pictures of Xigbar's threat to Larxene. He did, with an instant-develop camera hidden deep at the bottom of one of his trench coat's many pockets. Muahahaha. More blackmail dirt on Larxene, Axel, and Xigbar for Zexion, who shared a running account with him in that overly useful book of his. What a scoop! Advantages over the three most headstrong members of the Organization, thought Vexen gleefully. He went over to the computer just in time to see Valerie look at the forums list. "Vexen- stupid voice? I think he does..." [read more] "OLD GEEZER IN THE BASEMENT..." [read more] "*d0 u 7h3nK tH@t v3X$n h@5 a n00bi$h..." [read more] "Number Four=SUCKS." [read more] "Nerdnerdnerdnerdnerdnerd..." [read more] It was no surprise that Vexen decided to take Saïx's side.
