It wasn't a debate, dudette :P. I'm just happy, cause I replied to every RP and everything I had to reply to. Huzzah/ You know, I really hate KH2's English version, concerning the script. Mostly because I just found out from a friend of mine (where I mostly get some of the information of the novel that have yet to be translated, and other certain info) when I asked, what was Larxene's Japanese line when she was dying (cause you know how crazy I am about the girl), since I doubt "I'm not going to lose to a bunch of losers" would translate well back to its roots, and it seems odd to me, watching the Re: CoM videos (the ones not subbed, cause they just tagged the lines from the original CoM). What she truly said was, "How... could I... be... defeated. What... I'm... fading. No... I won't... let it... end... like this" or something of the sort. Match that with her voice and her expressions, and you get a "T-T" factor. Which makes her sound less like a b!tch, doesn't it? Makes me wonder what else I missed that they made worse than it truly is. I would've preferably liked to hear that coming from her instead of what we got. It was the same thing with making Roxas look more like a little twit when he was leaving. Is more that I really hate how they drag their slang (I wonder how many kids actually uses those anymore) into it (Larxene as basic example, and even Axel with his "Blank with a capital B"). I can never forget Sora's words to Demyx, "I bet you're trying to psych me out by saying really random stuff!" ..... >.> I have a feeling Japanese KH2 Sora is way cooler. Of course, the unforgettable one of all: "We totally owned you lamers!" I shudder.
ZOMG! Absol! ZOMG! More random chickens *saves to cook later* And uh, okay...I guess I am shmexy. Just not as much as you :D. Me being up...
OOC: I finally found out what was those white band aids/bandage thingies that hospitals put on cuts! 8D And they are a cotton gauze. I'm so happy. And prepare for a long Larxene take, peoplez. Roxas stayed put with that same determined and ardent stare set at the female before him, this time looming very close to her form, as she then gazed at him because of his question. It was hard to keep his mind on his goal when he was staring at the blue deep pools of her eyes, and her pale, but soft skin, yet he gave himself credit by remaining on his toes as Naminé studied him carefully. She hadn't said anything, but he could see questions flashing through her, and her mind in thought, reflected in her glance. It was easy to tell what harbored in her head, he noted. Roxas wasn't even sure if he wanted to find the answer, now that he thought about it. It was with this, that he was so into it, that he startled when he heard the thuds and trample of the items in her hand slip to the ground, and instinctively, mostly in surprise, he set his own eyes at it, wondering what was just happened. After a moment, he was about to look back to ask her what was wrong, and he did a intake of breath, his eyes widening when he felt on his cheek soft, tender fingers, and he instantly became a literal rock. A stone, stuck in this position, and time frame, as he oggled at her, stunned. And it wasn't the only reason. The pleasant chill that fluttered down his spine and veins was almost stimulating, thrilling, the spots where she touched closely electrifying, and while this new sensation made him ponder, as he stared at this white beauty, God forbid he was turning poetic now, he suddenly felt a need to want her, from somewhere. It ended as soon as it began, though, but it felt like too many minute to him, and even as she moved them away and apologized, his mouth wasn't working, and he was just...blank. A part of him enjoyed it, and a part of him didn't understand why. He met this girl today, there was no way he could experience this so...fast. Perhaps it was a attraction, and just one of those things where you find a female that's enchanting and you do all you can do snatch a date, but it was much deeper. Heknew it was. The only thing that snapped him out of his icy body that was very still, was when her voice began to speak in such urgency that it made him crease his eyebrows. It was there he realized just how near and close he had gotten to her now subsconciously, so much, that they were fairly only a few, small inches apart, so much, that he could see every bit of flawless skin of pore that adorned her face, so much, that her eyes were wide and enigmatic, and he tilted his head, confused. He didn't remember moving..did he? Or did she? She was finally answering, however. It seems she was connected to Sora too, and has control of his memories and everyone around him. No...those important and precious in his Heart. What's that were memories resided? The Heart? It was at the very end when she took a long pause that her words truly hit him. And he blinked at the revelation, not certain he had heard correctly, "Excuse me, what?" Did she just say...that he was Sora's Nobody? He was...it was there the visions came to life over his eyes, and he saw it, and the more he saw, the more he comprehended, the Keyblade, the dreams, Sora's adventure, the way he looked so...the way he looked like him. It was all clear to him, and a neutral, unreadable expression possessed him, shifting his sight to the ceiling. It shocked him, that it was Sora who he came from, yet at the same time, not at all. He should have expected it. It all connects and make sense, Naminé just confirmed. But then, now what? Is that why he and Naminé were kept away from each other? Because they both had something with Sora? Why did the Organization hid it from him? Why did they keep all these secrets away from his conscious? Why? And why...why did Axel keep it himself? His best friend, never telling him at all, when all he wanted to do was find out, and the person who could've helped him, the one closest to him, throughout all this, refused to say anything, even when he had asked him all the time, evading the question. A surging bubble of anger ran through him, and he clenched his fists. "Hmmm..." was what Larxene hummed to the question, not fully answering him yet as she thought about it. She did, however, give him a long odd, but amused, raised eyebrow at his stuttering for a moment, gazing at him skeptically, before she simply shrugged it off, knowing that was his way of saying that he wanted to go with her, to ask her to go with him. What? She wasn't dense. The problem was that she wasn't positive on what answer to give him, even when she felt something flutter like feathers within her, flying all the way up to her neck, and making her have a small smile. God, it was unimaginable how the guy just turned her into some sort of lovey dazed girl with just simple, pathetically mumbled words out of his mouth. There was no doubt in her mind she would go with him, however, with the problems that got in the way, it wouldn't be properly accomplished. There was the Devon b!tch, for one, something that hadn't escaped her mind one bit, and still haunted her no matter how many times she drove it out of her system, or she broke down Axel's explanation, and the fact that she wasn't prepared for this whole masked ball at all. Unless Axel propped up any money, the reply was going to a no, she knew. That, and it wasn't her thing, a prospect she thought about before. She frowned, a sort of disappointment replacing the small, tingling feeling there before, she honestly didn't want to speak the negative respond she was going to have to reveal. She needed to somehow distract herself from all this, eyeing the mirror before her, casting her reflection, the creases in her eyebrows present, and something dull clouding her eyes. As she studied herself more fervently, the type of distraction wasn't one she had expected, as she found herself comparing her own looks to Devon's, not only her, but of others, and then beginning to question why was she loved by two guys, who could have anyone much better? It didn't make sense to her. Larxene knew she wasn't ugly, at least, but she wasn't a catch, she was average, and she somehow felt undeserved and worthless. These were two good looking men she was talking about, and to end up with someone like her, well...it would be a waste, considering what they could've had. That was why she could not believe what Axel said to her about Devon, there must be some type of...hidden meaning there. Maybe? Her body almost went into a delirious stand still at these thoughts, a kind of numbness, like if if it had rained, and now her clothes were all heavy and damp, making her feel not only uncomfortable, but enclosed, and her eyes lowered dismally to the bandages put out. She was minimal. Oh...that was right. She had closely forgotten that Axel needed to be tended to. Shaking her head out of the sick and crappy mood she just gave herself, she tried to hide her expression of anything amiss as she stared at the mirror again, sneakily away from his line of vision so he would not see her. Now that she spotted her own bandage, which was getting itchy, she mentally noted to put the cream on her own healing wound, that way, it would be gone tomorrow and over with. With that, she quickly took all the packages, and carried them all in both her arms, some placed calmly and carefully on certain spots, before she moved towards the scrumptious red-haired morsel that was waiting for her, in more ways than one. Larxene went to ignore him, something she had been doing anyway, and set up all the items on the floor, next to the tub, and prepared herself to begin wrapping him up, not looking at him, wondering if he was tepidly thinking about what her next bout of silence meant. She suspected it bothered him. Cutting up the cloth to start first with his leg, and then his thigh after, as she tenderly started to cover up the wounds, she found her body flushed with heat again. It was funny. The one who could serve the right distraction for her was the exact person she wanted to distract herself from. Breathing as calmly as she could, taping and winding the bandages tight and secure, she finished with the last for his bottom part of the body, which was the thigh, and now she had to work on his torso. Again. At least, it was two down, and two more to go. For some reason, she felt she was about to have a ulcer. Maybe if she brought him a shirt or something, and made him lift it up only halfway for her to deal with the wound, instead of him being bare-chested, and his muscles so taut and in perfect fit to his body proportion, then this would probably be more simple on her raging hormones that he seemed to fire up unknowingly. Larxene gritted her teeth and frowned. Now she was sounding like some fangirl. The last thing she needed was to feel even that ashamed and pathetic. She could do this. So what if Axel is sexy and hot, and being close to him sent her haywire for a moment? He wasn't that gorgeous. Er...damn it, why did men in this Organization have to be so pretty? And why was she, the only girl, to have short hair, while they have flowing locks? It just couldn't escape her at all. But, she had to keep moving. With a new determination, she picked up some bandages and the tag to hold the thing in place when she was done, and went to sit beside him again, her hands unwinding harshly the roll, and without another word, or thought, or desire, she set to work. His damn cologne, even with the shower, was still smelling faintly on him, especially when she got so close to his warmth, only reason for that being to to embrace the bandage the skin right her arms encircling his waist slightly a few times, making her somehow exhilarated. It came to a point where she kept it at bay as she went to pick up the tag and a tape to fasten it in, and once she did, her cheek slightly touched his shoulder accidentaly, sending her o freeze. That specific contact was close to her mouth, and her veins literally felt like they had a jolt of her own electricity, active, hot, a thick tension surrounding her out of nowhere...so close to him she was, that her whole body was in a daze, begging of...more contact. She was right there...right there. And it was so addicting too...she wanted it, she longed for it. and as if her body was moving on its own, after her blank gaze that lasted for more than a few seconds, she closed her eyes softly in a sort of peace, tilting her face so that it dug into his shoulder blade in a small nuzzle, lost in his scent, one hand of her slowly sliding up his arm, stopping as she rested it there on a spot, feeling the biceps under her fingertips pleasurably and in yearning. After a moment, following her natural craving, her lips graced his hot skin, her mouth moving, giving a slight, feathered, yet sensual kiss. Then, a second one to follow, heading on a path forward to his neck. Needless to say, that snapped her eyes back open when she realized what she was doing, and since she was finished with his hurt side, minus the face that had yet to be covered, she broke of him like he just spewed a fire that burned her, and in a rush, she immediately stood on her feet, making the aid objects she had on her lap fall to the floor in a loud clutter. She tried to maybe make a excuse for her sudden action, yet, she did peer into his deep green orbs when doing so, and her words stuck on her thick throat as she kept her stare on him. Playing a mime for a while, she simply just bent down to the floor soundlessly, and when to organize the items that fell, for the cut in his face needed a cotton gauze, not a bandage. Her tone more tight and hard than usual, because while other girls would've squeaked their words out nervously like they just inhaled helium, she became annoyed by this pressure put on her, and her lack of control, "I'm not going to the ball!" Larxene sighed tiredly when she noted how cold and angry she sounded for such a simple question, and asked so gently too, and her shoulders slouched as she bowed her head with a blush on her cheeks, glaring at the tape roll, her voice dropping to a low octave, though bitter, "Is not my thing...and I couldn't go any way even if I wanted to. I'm broke, I don't have a dress, I don't have a mask, I don't have any hair clips, or any jewelry, and I don't have anything. There will be other prettier girls than me there, so you can have your pick to dance with, if you want..." Her blood rush was beginning to cool, and it was then that the little last part got out of her mouth before she could even halt it. Now, though, she didn't really give a damn. "God, why the hell do you even love me?
OOC: BWUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! "Just like she played with you, didn't she?" Janexna asked, though not in her Larxel mood, but rather, her tone was tight, and it came out a hazardous hiss, her eyes flaring in pure explosives as she glared heavily, a bad curl on her lips. In her fangirl phase, love for Larxene was gone. In her fangirl phase, anyone who dared to come 20,000 feet close to Axel will get hideously destroyed. In this, she hated when Larxene had caressed his cheek, touched his chest, put her finger on his lips, and RAAAAAAWR! HOW DARE THAT BESH?!! Her nostrils flared. "Why didn't you do anything to stop her?! I mean, is not like she was going to get mad if you said anything! You...you I don't know! You...sexy damn thing...you..!" Janexna let out a final snarl, and stomped her foot, and it was there she fairly calmed down, taking a deep breath. Trying to remember what the hell he replied to her question, she continued. Unfortunately, she was still in her jealousy sprint. But she managed to cope. "Did you have any idea what the 'experiment' was at that point? I'm sure you did, but, did you know what he was going to do with the card you gave him and how he was to go about it before it was disccussed between him and...Larxene?" She growled. Janexna blushed furiously at the compliment, swooning for a few moments. "Aw well...is not being smart. By the end of the game, we all knew." "This is something odd here. Why would Riku Replica ever tell anyone anything? It was not like he knew where the main headquarters were, and he wasn't alright in the head as well to focus on anything more. I don't really see him going up to The World That Never Was and tattle tale on you to Xemnas. He perhaps would've hated the Organization, and wouldn't want nothing to do with them if he even had his wits by then. I wish I would've asked this when he was on testimony..." She sighed, before turning back to him, a bit more serious. "Are you sure it could have sucked for you? Or, as before, did you let him go, and whatever the end result, you found it convenient, and it just didn't matter at all? Is that it?" Janexna grinned in a stupid daze. "Yeeeeeah...memorized..." "I believe you," was what she said, before eyeing him suspiciously, smirking. "To be honest, I think you were all tough talking just to hide the fact that you were a real softie. No matter what you said, your actions showed otherwise, and they speak louder than words. You were cordial to Kairi, and despite that you said you were neither a good or bad guy, Pluto appeared to think differently, and picked you as a good guy to lick a lot. Especially when he barked at Saïx. Dogs have senses. I would've thought against it in Castle Oblivion, because, let's face it, you were a real a-hole that time. Not on your actions, but more of your expressions when doing them. Anyway, you said that you may or may not turn Naminé into the Org. when she asked, and yet, when a member, Saïx, came, you went out of your way to save her and get her out." She pointed a sharp finger at him as if in a "OBJECTION". "Admit it! Take off that pride! You are nothing but a sweet, cuddle, red colored Care Bear inside!" She knew this had nothing to do with anything, actually, most of her replies had nothing to do with the court except for two, but she wanted to see what he would say.
.... ♥ SHMEXY? Me? I cannot be as SHMEXY as you though, bcause your SHMEXYNESS is so SHMEX, that no other SEXINESS can beat it :P. And...
"So, we continue to resort and conclude the plan, then, even when they might come to us?" Xemnas questioned, hearing Zexion's answer, and he was certain the Cloaked Schemer's mind was made up on who to choose, and what direction to go in. He also sought the exact path. For the current debate, he was truly nearing on choosing Larxene himself, as Xaldin was too valuable a member to simply lose and risk, when the girl does have a track record, and should prove herself, now more than ever as they were together, and be positive that she would not completely turn their back on them if a time ever called for it. "Yes, we should continue with the plan. We can't just stay here, waiting on our acrid butts for them to suddenly save us like we were utterly useless. What are we, damn handicapped that we can't take care of ourselves and we have to relax until they all come for us? I'd say we make our own movements, despite what they want to do. How are they to get out if they come in here anyway? Unless of course, as always, the heroes get a free pass, because they are, you know, the heroes, with the almighty Keyblade for a weapon. For some reason, I already predict how this whole thing is going to end, is obvious...if only Luxord was here to bet with, though I doubt he would on a winning deal. What's left to chance is if we are all going to die or not in the end of it..." Larxene ranted, annoyed, her thoughts pouring out loud just a little, her lips turned in such a way that it made her look to have a cute pout, along with a scowl. She really didn't like them working as a group, her pride just didn't let her at such a thing. They had fallen by their hands, and now is to be expected that they will join as one? They will probably all kill each other along the way, more like it. It was insane. "Am I the only who hates having their future help if it does turn out that this is what they are going to do?" "You 'hate' everything," Saïx stated, staring at the irate blonde female resolutely and sternly, yet also with a hint of blankness, as if her opinion didn't matter because of that reason alone. Not that he believed she could really feel hate, yet if she wants to delude herself that way, so be it. In the current debate, he was still opting for Xaldin, yet now he was becoming unsure. It was a hard decision, sent the traitor, see if she proved her worth, perhaps even die, or take take the loyal member, who had a much greater percentage of not abandoning them, who might also die. Not only that, he was also secretly agreeing with Larxene on the other situation. He was not comfortable with the idea as well. Join with the ones who killed them? It was absurd. "No, only things that are hateable," Larxene quipped back in a self-righteous tone. "Yes. And that is everything." "Well, I don't hate myself, or hurting people. You fail." Saïx shifted his eyes to the side after narrowing them at her, shaking his head slightly at what he had to deal with.
"Fight as us? As of right now, no, considering we rarely fight anymore, is all loving. Well, except last night. Though that wasn't really a fight..." Axel trailed off, only glancing at her conspicuously from his peripheral vision, though he focused as they got back into the path of the boardwalk, its lights, on now that it was slowly coming to evening, shining down upon his eyes, making him flicker them and blink, too used to the more dim atmosphere of where he had stationed himself to be emo. He chuckled at that in his mind, smirking sardonically. Emo. In all honesty though, things weren't looking good for him, and he knew this was just the beginning. For some reason, he did. He really did not know what it was. It wrecked him inside, and he still wasn't in the most cheerful mood. At least, his ramble on Larxene made him feel free, and Rei gave him food for thought with the statement that his feelings were special. As they now made their way into the public, pedestrians walking, he wondered just how much. He could already hear them whispering, some even stared at him, some shook their heads, and he rolled his eyes. He didn't give a damn. The b!tch had it coming. People just had to mind their own business. Tuning them out, Axel went back to what Rei was saying to him, about apologizing, and maybe, making things right, and give Larxene a chance. Something bothered him, however. Wouldn't it be awkward, with Larxene being his girlfriend and all? If she still even wanted to be...shaking his head out of that thought, he went to gaze at the black haired girl deeply, questioning, and yet concerned. "I guess is good to say sorry and see what happens from there. But...are you sure you're alright? With what I said? With...interacting with Larxene?" He eyed her more seriously, wondering if she could decipher what he meant on the last part.
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Xemnas sucks for being chauvinist. Wonder how Larxene made it in with that ignorance [feminist]. There's nothing much more to say here, as we reached a pretty stable conclusion, and I do understand now about the intercourse between vampires. The only thing that I question is, about KH, did it say that it was exactly ten years ago that Ansem found Terra Xehanort? I thought it was more of BBS, though is understandable, since he brought Xehanort in. Or saved him, was it? My memory is foggy. But, I would think, that the disciples gathered up much later, when Ansem and Xehanort were to experiment, which was close to borderline KH1, or at least a year or two apart. Not that long ago, at best. With this, Ienzo could have easily been a prodigy at the age of fifteen or so, and just grew to his current age, whatever that is, until darkness consumed him along with the rest. With this, I can't exactly say, because Roxas and Naminé are left out, as they are automatically different. We can't also decide for certain without a proper timeline, so that has to wait. I would think they age, considering that they have a chance to returning whole, and is much easier to adapt back into your life. The Nobodies or the Org, don't have any sexual orientation? o.O You really think that they don't? Considering that Larxene appeared pretty straight to me...I don't think their body is that drastically different to the point where they are asexual, because I also believe they all have their vital organs. Or else they wouldn't be walking. Here comes the bones again. Besides, even with what they remember as Nobodies on that, isn't that the same of having the same preference of gender? You know what you like. And yeah, I was thinking about the vampire RP and the rating. I was sneakily plotting before that we can get away with some things, until I realized I just accepted a mod ^^;. Not that you aren't welcomed, of course. There has to be limitations. And see you then, more so now because you're logged off :D.
OOC: I have nothing much to say, considering that Axel is just up, and he is able to move with help. I didn't want to write a short post just explaining that. So it's fine to make your characters move on.
.... Xemnas: Indeed. :D I am not going to sleep until I finish replying to everything! D< Which is quite a lot.
I really thought that the "About You" and the buttons along the top of the Visitor's Messages were all just hidden, like the Glossary. And it isn't the web browser, because I switched to IE8. It doesn't really matter, after all, is nothing we can't live without, but I want to know if this only happening to me? >.>
Not only Axel/Roxas, but Anyorg/Anyorg, which considering that is full of men other than one or two girls...
SHE'S BACK, BESHES! 8D I think we are all thrilled. And yet, I still want to glomp her, I don't think I did yet... :glomp: Is unfortunate...
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I have always loved Aladdin and Jasmine. I think they are the most liveliest and entertaining pairing out of those in that list, and is mostly due to Jasmine's own attitude, you can see, she really breaks away from the typical, and even seems reckless, and stubborn. And Aladdin's personality as well. Not to mention, their kisses are hot, to be honest. Check out when the magic carpet shifted to raise Aladdin up for their fist kiss on the balcony. I have also appreciated that as time and years went on, the princes were given much personality, when before, like in Snow White and Cinderella, they barely appeared, or had any. Not that Aladdin was a prince, the roles were switched for that one. The guy was the one not royalty.
Why does everyone still think she's dark skinned? It's only the shadow of the hood that falls over her face that makes it seem that way. In recent scans, she looks to be fair-skinned. I do think she's connected to Sora's memories somehow, as that what it seems to be hinting, and yet, she's suppose to be more of Kairi's presence with the given clues.
OMG, Pika. You like yaoi? Or have I gravely misunderstood you?
Janexna. And that's all, really xD.
Well, I kind of always thought it that they weren't really friends due to circumstances, so to speak, but they had a close companionship, got along well, spoke about certain topics, teamed up to annoy Vexen, and Larxene herself seems comfortable enough to be more laidback. You don't see Axel speaking to anybody else on that castle the way he does her as well, and at some point, when he was watching her leave with her back turned, I believed I noticed a one second (a literal one, maybe two more) certain sad expression. Not sad, specifically, just thoughtful, in a "I know what I have to do, if only she wasn't in it" type of way, before he scoffs and returns to his usual self-righteous little dipwad. I got the picture of what I'm talking about, because, I do have a mass Axel collection ^^;. There's also the fact, that while he chased down Marluxia, Zexion, and directly killed Vexen, he never pursued Larxene. There should've been a time gap between when he let Naminé go, when Larxene found out, and when Larxene went down to interrupt Sora and Naminé's reunion. Axel could've easily waited in the room to confront her, maybe they did. I don't know. It became a food for thought for me after I noted it. To be honest, I guess it can be your interpretation, because there are positives just as there are negatives. For example, one could say he was simply using her, which I disagree with, because, as a viewer of those scenes, a few times it appears genuine, more so on the part where they talk about Sora's heart. I'm not saying this because I like the pairing either, just for you not to get me wrong, because I do see things unbiased when it comes down to it, I'm not blind, just like I sometimes come to hate or love Axel for the things he's done, and he's huge whoring on the media despite the fact that I'm a serious fangirl. Anyway, is those little things that stick out, but, I also think, that he didn't care much for her, of course, as he did Roxas. Not at all. It probably made just a tiny, little impact, yet it wasn't enough to stop him in the end. There was room for more development, and then they would've become friends, I predict, if given time, but it was destroyed before it began, and that's the way the whistle blows. Nonetheless, I do believe deeply that they would’ve worked together. It also comes to point of view on the character. Larxene could've viewed him as friend, when Axel didn't. We never got a chance to get into their minds and what they think, though, so we may never figure it fully out. So, I call them, someone to talk to, a close companion/cohort relationship who are fine with each other's presence.
