Was it really that stressful for you? I didn't even notice it was that bad, I mean, I thought it's more easier reading. Then again, I remember we...
There isn't any main character. There are three main characters. Who ALL will be able to be playable at certain points of the game.
Thanks to you =3.
Well, I did say he writes coherent sentences and paragraphs, never said anything about grammar mistakes and punctuation xD. That's a problem for...
OOC: OH, motherfreaking shiz of all shiz! Everyone of the old group is leaving T-T. This makes me so sad [I do admit, that the RP Arena has gotten empty, probably school, dunno]. Why are you leaving, Sirius?
I haven't seen most of the people here on. Where have they been?! DDDDx *ignores the fact that she hasn't replied here in ages*
OMG! OMG! OMG! I haven't seen this yet. Though, the Short Stories are kind of a separate thing compared to the KH2 Novels, consideirng that the Novels foucse on the background scene sof KH2, and the Short Stories are basically tales put together for our reading pleasure. And what a pleasure it was. I shall now rant positively: I love it. Focusing on the Organization alone, and their every day lives, and it goes a lot into the future plot, and even some clue as to why Larxene, Marluxia, and yes, Axel, were sent to Castle Oblivion [Xemnas is way more into this than we first thought, especially since with Saïx's passage, it was said that "as someone had ordered" Hmm...]. There's a main thing I love about this: Larxene. I was right! She has been through something to say that line to Marluxia about a Heart [I really do love her now, could you have ever expected those type of words coming from her mouth? It seems that since is boring and quiet in the castle, she consciously has a need to find anyone to talk to, to shake it off (which is why I think she kept changing the reason to Axel as to why she was talking to him, not wanting to admit it. It was obvious. I mean, seriously, how can you ask a guy if the clothes look good or fit, Larxene? That's like the scenario of dragging a guy to the mall, and trying on clothes, while he sits there tired and blank xD. More reason as to also, like another theory of mine, she was calm with Naminé's company, and why she didn't do any worst to the girl as she did the rest. And the whole title of, "girl with strong emotions". There's no sign of any sadism anywhere though, she's just really talkative and...random. My mind is reeling, however 8D]. *pumps fist* SQUEE! My theory about her just took on some actual fact that she had painful experiences to make her who she is. It's official, she's my ultimate besh. Tell me, how can you not love her after this? [minus the "haughtiness"]. I can even see Larxene at her death really able to cry, or sound like she was about to. It also proves that Xigbar is the Uncle figure even more. Huzzah! Everyone likes him...well, Zexion is a bit cold. My characters' analysis are so far correct. Damn, I'm even liking Xaldin, for all the grumpiness that he is. They're becoming really likeable by just a few, simple passages, so touching T-T. The only one that's sending my negative vibes is Xemnas. I just really hope we see them all in KH3 as their Others [I mean, the Org.], because after reading that translation, they seem like such...people, like, you never expected them to act or say what they did. Even Marluxia [is weird that he was like that, he appeared very welcoming and not even a ounce of betraying anywhere, at least, yet. Hell, he quoted Xemnas!] BTW, is nice to see how the Marluxia and Larxene team up started, I suspected that at first, they found to share the same thoughts [cause, that's what it means to work together, especially to connect], and again, it delivered. This is what I've been waiting for, and this makes me love the Organization as a whole even more. They really need to bring these books over here. NAO. Can I say now that the Organization are the greatest villains ever created? They all seemed so kind compare to what the game showed, is odd o.O. It's like, a very big, family or so. Or maybe roomies. My hope for 358/2 Days just grew. The translation gave me my bit of Larxene fix, finally xDD. I'm glad that what I thought of her character in-depth is becoming true. Sorry, I'm on a huge high right now 8DDDDDD.
I don't know about good RPer, he's not exactly the greatest. But, usually, that doesn't really matter, as long as he writes coherent sentences and...
Why is everyone hating on her hair? I find that to be the most cutest thing about her. I mean, what image do you get when you picture Larxene giving a small, baby sneeze, and her antennae bangs shoot straight up at the same time? I mean, that rivals Chibis, even.
..... Wow. Either way, as a girl, I find her adorable x3. She pouts cutely! Come on.
OOC: I think is better if you PMed the people that RP, because I don't think simply posting it here would do good. Xemnas waited, his eyes scouting the screen at the multiple files and information draining to the disc he had inserted, saving anything primary he may need before a firewall was added in case his intrusion and breaking into private CPUs were to be known. And it was doing it well fast and rapidly. He was almost done. The question was, what then? "In...in the end...we lie awake, and we dream of making our escape..." she softly sang under her breath, to herself mostly, as she retold of a forgotten melody that she somehow uncovered from the depths of her mind of a past she had been rightly erasing. The symphony was ingrained in her head, however, and when she wasn't singing it outright, she found herself humming it, as it took away the empty silence in the air other than the crashing of waves and the trinkling of water. She had come to a beach...not any familiar beach, like the one in Twilight Town, or those of Destiny Islands she had heard about...but her own, private setting somewhere in a world she had explored one time, and here she was, sitting in the night on the sand. If she was the type to enjoy beauty, then she would've been enthralled with being encompassed by the salty smell of the sea, and the cool breeze blowing against her clothes and hair, caressing her face and skin as her doe, aquatic eyes gazed at the round, full moon, shining its white rays on the water's surface...making it glitter and shine like the very stars above in the inky, black sky. It was odd how the moon was so close this cycle, so close, that she could only ponder about raising her hand and reaching for it, and see if she could touch it as near as it was presenting itself to be. The World That Never Was had been, and still is, stuck in never ending night time, yet it was dreary, dull, monotone and lifeless just like they were, just like the castles were. Clouds usually draped the skies, no stars were scattered around in every part above glittering and winking at you, and the weather...it was sometimes raining, humid, cold, storming -- with thunder and lightning. That was her pleasurable preference, though, as it wasn't as ideal and as full of fantasy as this place she resided in now was. It delivered a sense of reality, she supposed. And she had remembered times when she went up outside one of the towers, letting the rain soak her as tendrils of electricity and lightning filled her with energy as it charged her up considerably. So, with this, it begged the question: should she really return? She didn't understand how they came back, but, they have, and for one thing, she wasn't certain whether to even commit to the Organization again, or lack thereof. The reason they all joined was to get Hearts [so what was to keep her there?], and that was a failure that she predicted would happen long ago, and could've been stopped if that redheaded b@stard didn't get in the way. Of course, not that Marluxia would be any better, as both him and Xemnas were ignorant, but the pink haired man would've been taken care of in due time if he didn't follow on his oath of making this "change" as he said he would to her. Or perhaps that was her foolish level of trust that she had given back then, when she knew she shouldn't have, and experience before those times, and before she lost her Heart, told her and taught her to depend on one's self rather than others, and never let anybody in, because anyone can screw you over. Load of good that did for her, and she wondered why people ever gave a damn of seeing the "good" in people. Just proved the point. She did not owe anything to this group, she did not owe them herself or her services, they did nothing for her, and she could do nothing for them in turn, and she can rightly decide not to go back and not step into that building full of liars, traitors, and utter coldness, only for problems to begin all over once more. If they could not withhold working as one, than a second time would go to shambles as well. It wasn't worth it, and there was no good reason to remain any longer. Whatever they needed to take care of, or whoever those strangers and intruders were, they could deal without her presence, if they would even deal with it at all. She was done. She could go on her own, living the hollow life of a Nobody alone, with only the thirst and drink of torture sating her, until it was time where she will eventually disappear, vanish into nothingness where she will be reduced to nothing more than a faded memory that was unimportant just as she was in life. Nobodies could not stay for long without fading back into darkness. Why was she taken from there anyway? Was there a specific purpose? But yeah, going back to that hellhole with demons as its residents who didn't give a crap if she was gone the next day wasn't one of the things in her to-do list. OOC: Points if you know what she was singing ;P.
OOC: Daw, shame Dx. Anyway, Pyro said I could use Sora, or her characters to move things along [long ago, actually, I just managed to get a chance to do it now with the free time] until she comes back. Sora studied Naminé for a moment, knowing deep down that what she was saying wasn't the whole truth by her expression, and some facts were being kept from him for reasons that appeared private. So, he wasn't going to pry. He really wanted to, nevetheless. To admit, he was highly curious and interested, and if he didn't stop himself in time, he would've asked the blonde girl more on what was going on with his other half. It felt odd...and almost empty, that a part of himself was someone he didn't really know at all. And did he truly know Roxas? Shaking his head a little to scatter his thoughts away, he looked at the floor for a few seconds, before shifting his vision to the other three, knowing where he had to go right now, and the mission that laid ahead. He wondered if everyone were still waiting for them, even. With a small smile, he stated to Hayner, Pence, and Olette with a disappointed tone, "It seems we got to go...it was really nice to see you all again, though. Besides, is not like we can't visit after this. I'm sure Roxas would love to..." His voice softened at the last sentence, his contemplations reverting back to what occurred, before he sent them a grin, turning around and stepping beside Naminé as they went forward, knowing they were in a hurry. This wasn't exactly a goodbye he was hoping for all of a sudden, yet, things awaited. He gave them a determined nod. "Until next time, right?"
OOC: I guess we're not the only ones trapped in work o:.
OOC: It's kind of off, fire mage. I did say that, and he didn't fix it at all [again, didn't listen, and it was such a simple thing to do too]. I might've said that he had one more chance, but apparently, I got notified that HellKitten made the final decision [by Deathsight] in not having him here permanently, and her words rule over my own as she's the owner. Daxma thinks I had all to do with that [if his Departure thread said anything about flinging my name around ;P], as well as "nega repped" him, yet, I had no power over both those things o:. HellKitten had noticed what he was doing long before I ever PMed her, came to that standing on her very own, and if he doesn't see that, then fine. But, if Hell doesn't want him here, there's nothing I can do as of the moment. I agree to continue it over PM, however. If daxma wants to still try at convincing, is best to take it there with HellKitten. Honestly, I advise not to and let it go >.>. Larxene simply raised a well-shaped blonde eyebrow when Demyx eyed her in respond to Axel, and all she did was simply suck on her red lollipop blankly in a very elegant and mannered, but suggestive, fashion, wondering what that was trying to prove. Pride? In all the wrong of ways. Was he aware that he was the first in her list to be the next one tortured over? Or had he forgotten the little act he pulled back in her bedroom? That was another thing to add in the already full ideas of his demise; to explore his own bedroom, see how he likes it to have his privacy invaded. So, so many things, and yet, she couldn't choose which one was the best to go through with. Sigh. Decisions of cruelty were very hard in the life of a sadist. She just had to wait for the right time to perform. Smiling discreetly at the anticipated wait, she stayed licking her cherry treat with a new zest, watching Axel and Demyx, go back and forth, as their appetites seemed to rule over them. Typical men. With the junk eating hound Axel was, she attempted to figure out why his body was so awkward, and why he was skinny enough to be mistaken as a zipper when he turned sideways. It was a good thing she could cook her breakfast, as she was fulfilled and replenished as bright as day. This meeting was dragging long, too. Not that they weren't always that way, yet, there isn't much to do with wasting these "precious minutes" with silence as Xemnas thought on the plans at bay. Roxas sighed, not able to perform or speak a lot after the Superior had appeared, and just studied the actions of the people around him. He had settled on the only girl in the Organization, creasing his eyebrows in confusion in how she was handling that lollipop momentarily. It was politely done, yet...maybe he was missing something, as the way she was doing things with her lips and tongue was quite...he didn't know what, but he stared. In the end, though, he snapped out of it, not able to piece it together on why it was odd for her mouth to move in a familiar aspect that he couldn't comprehend. The chips he had were still in his lap abandoned, not exactly fond of touching them once he was aware that they were spicy. Certainly, he didn't mind when he was chewing on them mercilessly, and it wasn't that strong, but the taste wasn't one of his favorites, and he was so lost in mind, he never really noted it until now. He was still hungry from before, and he was still debating on whether to get Larxene on a deal to make food for him...the payment was to be seen, however. As he said, he was selling himself to a demon complete with his own blood signature. Tasty and delicious meals every day had to have certification stating that it was to be worth it to sell his soul. She had noticed Roxas lost gaze on her at one point, and the kid amusingly looked to be doing harm to himself as he tried to get what she was doing. Ah, innocence still existed. At least she got a target to make up for the boring atmosphere present. Nevertheless, she stopped her vague provocative procedures and licked her lollipop normally...as normally as one could when you put the candy inside your mouth, to suck and taste it, automatically getting secret practice that no one really pay attention to. Somebody better say something soon, because if she was thinking of innuendos at this point, her patience was thinning. "I was, indeed, planning to use Zexion for quite a lot of things, being as his power is Illusion. However, that will be discussed privately between us in due time," Xemnas finally expressed after a quiet deliberation, ignoring the fact that some of his members' stomachs appeared to affect their brain negatively. He took his time with the idea Axel suggested of spying on them, and weighted the pros and cons, but, he knew not to underestimate when it came to such strategies. "Spying on them would not be simple, as I'm sure that getting cloaked will not work. If we can sense each other as Nobodies, then they can as well. And I'm positive they will not be easily fooled by Zexion portraying one of their member's..." Looking at them all in a type of finality, he went to say, "I may have something, and if any one can add to it, be free to." And he went ahead to inform them. OOC: The plans will PMed to the Org. members later on [when I get done with a few things], cause is no fun if what you plan is right out there for everyone to read :P.
You know, Fire, I need to give you more credit in terms of your bad@ssness, and how you came up to his face [or, his User Name], and laid it down...
Don't know much about alive, but I'm still breathing ^^.
In a way...yes, and no. He wanted the power of KH more than a actual Heart unlike those who worked under him, so he didn't succeed in that aspect. However, he got a second chance to wreak his havoc being Whole, this time, in the future, as I'm certain he's too far into Darkness to just live peacefully [as it has been shown throughout the game so many times], and his end, or maybe purity [considering there's a 98% chance he's Terra, and death seemed a heartbreaking finish, since he's mostly a person who's gone astray, like Riku had], being the main villain of the series, will be in the third PS game. Which is why if the other Org. members aren't back, who deserve it more than he does in terms of his actions as a Nobody, is going to be quite unfair.
Larxene had portalled in silently, a black sphere raining down from above to her chair, as she made her entrance just in time to hear Zexion comment on how they kept them waiting. The difference from before concerning her appearance was that she took a quick detour to get a cherry flavored lollipop, in which she was enjoying right at the moment. Of course, of course, her eating sweets? Sadism did not affect her taste buds, so if she did want to get a treat that she liked, then she should. As she placed it in her mouth, her eyes looked around, unfazed by the stares she was getting, and simply settled her sight on Xemnas. Did they even really last that long? She was positive those words that she and Marluxia exchanged didn't last more than five minutes, so what was everyone's problem? Impatient, weren't they? She grinned inwardly. Roxas frowned a little, his shoulder slouching as Marluxia and Larxene both appeared as he got Demyx's answer, which was a dare. His turn was interrupted, and ruined, and he didn't think he would get the chance to later on with the work ahead, or if Demyx even wanted to continue. Not that he had something for him to do a dare on, he had yet to think about what it would be, and while he was not opting to make him do something horrible, it still had to be hard for him in some type of way. That was the point to a dare. Either way, he was going to forget it for the while, and he only sent a shrug to Demyx, telling him by movement that the game was halted. Gazing to Xemnas as he knew they were about to get on with the meeting, he placed his arms on his lap calmly, and waited to see where was going to go. "It is...funny, the way you want to begin so quickly, since we have been waiting for you to appear for quite the while. You are required to be in these 'random meetings' on time, I sent my Sorcerers' to all of you, and none of them had a problem with the rest on showing up, now, did they? I don't expect you to do this again, Number Eleven, and take this as a warning that should be kept in your mind for many things that you may have planned, because if I have to, I will destroy you. We should make that clear between us," Xemnas replied formally...too graceful, though the dark, foreboding tone was not to be escaped by anyone, and he eyed Marluxia blaringly, and what the man would do with what he said, it was up to him to decide. In the end, it was not to be successful. Nevertheless, now that everyone was here, including the Savage Nymph, he shifted his vision to everyone in the room, preparing himself to start and inform the members of their current dilemma, knowing time was unceremoniously wasted already. "I am not certain how many of you are aware, but, we had a small intrusion into our castle, done by none other than this new Organization. They have not been a problem until recently, yet, they have invaded our headquarters, and not only fought with some of us, but have kidnapped Xioimara. She is now in their clutches, and what they are doing or what they are forcing out of her, I do not know, however, we have to get her back. And that is our mission for the present. The reason I have summoned you all is to plan a quick strategy, that, while not well thought of, will aid us if need be. I have thought of destroying parts of their castle, if not all, as retaliation for their small game they have begun with us. We cannot commit this randomly and unplanned, so I have coordinates of specified weak spots in their building, as well as where it is. Once we are there, we will show no mercy. Before I reveal to you what you should do, does anyone offer any ideas?"
Larxene slightly opened her doe, aquatic eyes inside her isolation tube, breathing in and looking through the clear liquid substance and glass outside, but didn't make her way out just yet. She was still not in the acquired mood to go out, better, she was particularly lazy this time, and there wasn't anything interesting happening, thus, no point on stepping away if she could not be entertained. Or rather, she could make her own immoral amusement, yet that did get old quick. In the end, she shut her eyes back shut, planning to sleep for the few more minutes.
OOC: Yes, yes you can. "Well..." Axel muttered hesitantly, opting to take a bite out of his own ice cream, mostly to take the little of time to think by doing so. As he tasted the salty surface, and felt it melt away to a sweet flavor, he pondered on whether to "divulge" the fact of the matter and the topic of why he got almost free funnel cakes. With all the stuff that happened today, leaving him exhausted, mentally and emotionally, he didn't want to start anything again by saying and revealing something that they are attempting to work out....in that, being friends. More her than him, and he...didn't want to give false hope anymore. He couldn't do that to her, not now, and not as it was laid in the air. She's already been through enough, and mentioning that a guy thought they were together romantically... Shaking his head as he took another piece of the treat, he made a dismissing wave, "Forget it. Is nothing important."
