*shrugs* Kinda figured it was time to stop feeling sorry for myself and finally upload something to this site... *shrugs again* Not exactly fandom, but... whatever. This is a short lil' ditty I did while severly depressed... Kinda like how I am now... *sigh* I started it a while ago... and... it's still not done. >.<; Whatever. Anyways, the more I worked on this... the more the story grew until it became... well... What it is now... It's not much now, but I can see this definately turning into something... big. Whatever. 2Foxxie4U's Irrelevant \ Sleep Deprived Productions~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Cry Me a River… It never ceased to amaze him… Just how much your life could change in such little time… Ezekiel silently watched as the only place he could call home simply went up in flames. Enormous, hungry orange tongues of light licked at everything from the tallest tree to the smallest blade of grass. Everything he had… up in smoke. He couldn’t exactly tell what it was that brought the tears, usually so hard to coax out from his eyes. Maybe it was the thick, billowing black fog surrounding him that made it even harder to breathe with its sour smell… or maybe it was the realization that this was it. He was alone now with no place to go. He stared up at the raging fire, tears streaming down his cheeks. Stop it… Stop crying… he told himself. Crying won’t bring them back… Branches crackled and snapped, crashing around him. Crying won’t get your life back… But he couldn’t stop… He couldn’t move… All he could do was stand there, and watch as all his hopes and dreams… were reduced to ashes. ******************************** “Hey, kid… KID!” The boy groaned as an irritatingly bright light was shone into his eyes. “Wakey, wakey…!~” someone sang. Ezekiel’s sharp, brown eyes slowly fluttered open, and he squinted up at the man standing over him. “Wha… What are YOU doing here…?” he asked in a groggy voice. “What am I doing here?! I think the question is what are YOU, ham-for-brains?! You could have been easily killed!” Ezekiel sat up, brushing the ash out of his hair, and looked around. He was now on a grassy plain right on the outlook on the forest he’d once called his home. It was nothing but a smoldering field of ash and charred tree stumps now. Smoke and ash clogged the air for as far as his eye could see; faint wisps of sunlight were able to filter in here and there, but it didn’t bring any joy to the horrid scene. He sighed. Apparently the man had pulled him out of the fire sometime after he’d passed out… How noble, he thought bitterly. “Hey… Excuse me? I asked you a question, son!” Ezekiel turned and stared pointedly at the man, his eyes piercing. “… Oh… One of them, huh…?” The old man rolled his eyes, taking out his pipe for a moment to blow out a plume of smoke. “Shoulda known… Okay, fine. You need a ride? I can give you one to the nearest city here, but that’s all I’m gonna do, alright? After that, you’re on your own.” Ezekiel sighed a little. “I would… appreciate that very much, sir…” “Yeah, well…” The man jerked his head in one direction. “Mah truck’s over there. If you promise not to touch anything, I guess I can let you ride inside…” “Thank you, sir…” ******************************** Ezekiel stared down at his hands during just about the whole bumpy ride through the old dust trail. It was oddly silent; neither of the riders talked. During one moment of the trip, Ezekiel snatched a tiny glance at the old man driving the even older truck they were riding in. It was obvious he was a bit overweight by the great, sagging belly folding over his lap. He had a greasy brown hat over his head that had obviously not been washed in a while – in fact, it was a mystery to the boy of if brown was really its TRUE color. White whiskers studded his jaw, and he had unkempt gray-ish hair that was in a short, bobby style. His eyes were a vibrant blue color. A smooth, brown pipe danced in his mouth. Ezekiel quickly looked down again before the man could snap at him for staring. About 3 hours later, the truck rolled to a stop at the gates of a great fortress. The man glared at Ezekiel. “Get out,” he ordered. Ezekiel opened the door of the car, and jumped out. He carefully shut the door, and stammered, “Th-Thank y—” The truck made a sharp U-turn and left the boy coughing in the dust. He squinted through the dust cloud, and tracked the small truck with his eyes until it was nothing more than a dot on the horizon. He sighed a little, and turned to gaze at the gates huge, towering gates. In cheery, azure letters were the words, “WELCOME TO SAPPHIRE CITY!” Well, Sapphire City… I guess you’re my home now… ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Yeah... Iunno. *shrugs* Lord of the Wings, ~Leah.
Plz tell me you laughed as hard as I did when I saw this... D8
DOES ANYONE HAS MSN PLUS?! TTATT I screwed something up just now... ;~; I hit the "lock MSN" button out of sheer curiosity and now I can't seem to find a way to get it back. 8D; Lolz - HELP PLZ?! D'8 *stoned to death for being SUCH an epic n00b*
( ... Not Adam and Steve. ) Oh, lawdy, I have a feeling I'm treading on dangerous waters here... :sweatdrop: But the title is mainly something to make ya look - it's not as bad as it seems. I was grounded for 2 weeks, and, damnit, I needed to do something brain-numbing! >.<; I literally made this up on my way home on the bus. Just goes to show what kinda evils can result from 3 seconds alone with thinking time in my mind. XD Boredome killz. AaaAAaaaAAaaaAAaaaaAAAAAAN-DUH! Before we get started, I just ave something to say to any flamers who might come kicking down my door... TO GAY RIGHTS ACTIVISTS: No, I am not knocking on gay people. Just the parental skillz of a certian pairing I happen to like. XD I don't want any fighting about gay marriage and crap. There's a perfectly good topic in Intelligent Discussion if ya wanna talk about that - this is mearly... a random story. TO YAOI HATERZ: There IS no yaoi here for you to flame. At all. So keep your complaints to yourself, if you please. Yeah - that's all I got... *yawn* Man... I'm so exhausted, and I don't even know why... *drags her sorry ass to bed* 2Foxxie4U's Irrelevant \ Sleep Deprived Productions~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Why God Created Adam and Eve… “DAAAAAAAD!” The door of the captain’s quarters suddenly burst open and soft, scuttling footsteps quickly followed. The pirate sighed, rolling his eyes. Here we go again… he thought. “Dad!” The soft, round face of a little boy, maybe about six years of age, poinked up beside him. The boy had sparkling blue eyes; one that was covered up with an eye patch to emulate his father’s. He also had a scar-like birthmark lining his cheek that held startling resemblance to his father’s scar, long bleach-blonde hair tied up in a ponytail, and pointy elf-like ears that had several piercings through them. “What is it, Xilord…?” Xigbar sighed, folding his hands behind his head. The cigarette in his mouth danced with every word. “Make it quick – you know how I am during down-time…” “Can we go play catch up on the poop-deck? Pretty please?!” Xigbar let out an extremely mature whine. “NOW?! C’mon, dude – I just sat down!” “Oh…” The boy’s face fell for a second, but then brightened again just as fast. “Okay, then – when do ya wanna?” “Mmm… How ‘bout never?” Xigbar waved his hand carelessly. “G’on and play by yourself, a’ight? Daddy’s busy.” The boy pouted angrily and crossed his arms, glaring at his father. “… You don’t LOOK very busy…” he grumbled. Xigbar began rubbing his temples slowly. This was going to get… VERY annoying… VERY fast unless he did something. And quick. “Look, Xilly…” he said slowly. “Be a good little boy for your old man, take this,” he handed the boy a bottle of rum, “And scram. Like… Now.” Xilord looked down in wonder at the bottle. Ooooh! Some of Mum and Dad’s SPECIAL apple juice! A broad grin split his face in two. He tottered off, cradling the bottle in his arms. “Okee-dokee then, Dad! Thanks for the juice!” he shouted over his shoulder. “Yeah, whatever…” Xigbar pulled the cigarette out of his mouth, and blew out a gentle stream of smoke. 30 minutes later… Xilord skipped down the deck merrily, grinning from ear to ear and singing in a loud, raucous voice, “YO, HO, FIBBITY DEE!~ DO WHUT CHYOO WANT CUZ A PIRATE IS FREE!!!~ YO, HO, FIBBITY DEE! YOU ARE A PIRATE! ARRRG!!!” Usually Xilord had a great voice, especially for someone his age, but even for a six-year-old, one had to notice how terrible his singing was. With every ear-piercing screech he made, an angel in heaven burst into flames, and crashed to the earth. And died. Apparently, though, Xilord didn’t notice, and continued dancing and singing with the half-emptied rum bottle sloshing over the floor, only stopping now and again to puke all over the place and continue like nothing ever happened. And what was Xigbar doing, you ask? Whistling calmly to himself, leafing through a newspaper, and sipping some coffee as if he HAD no drunk six-year-old son on a rampage. Suddenly, Xilord got an ingenious idea. He scrambled up the main mask of the ship, and screamed, “Hey, DAD!” Xigbar ignored him. “DAAAAAAAAD?!~” The man sipped some more coffee, never taking his eyes off the paper. “Hey! Hey, DAD! Look! Are ya lookin’?!” “Mmmmm…?” “Look! Look, Dad – I’ma… I’ma bout ta do somethin’ AWESHUM! Are ya lookin?!” “I’m lookin’…!” Xigbar lied. “Okay!” Xilord took a deep breath. “Okay…! Watch THIS!” With a shrill whoop, Xilord launched himself off the crow’s nest, flailing his arms around like a ******ed chicken, and giggling himself into a coma. WHUMPF! Silence for a moment. “Oh… Oh, gawd…” Xilord whimpered. “That… Was bloody WICKED, man!” He burst out into another giggle fit. “Did ya see me, Dad, huh, did ya?!” “Yeah, that’s nice, honey…” Xigbar yawned. “Wasn’t it bloody AWESOME?!” “Yeah – that’s nice, honey…” “Heh…… Ehhehhehhehhehheh…! Oh… Uh… Dad? Is it normal when your leg’s bent the wrong way? …And your arm?” “Yeah – that’s nice, honey…” “Haha! Yuh – that’s gonna be sore in da mornin’! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA… haha…” And just like that, he passed out. Suddenly, the door to the captain’s quarters burst open. “What’s going on here?” asked a man with a crisp British accent. “I thought I heard something drop…” He had sharp, blue eyes and short, blond hair. He also had a neatly trimmed goatee and several piercings in his ears as well. Xigbar shrugged. “Iunno. Probably the wind or somethin’.” “Ah…” Luxord nodded a bit, gazing around silently. Something wasn’t right about this picture… Suddenly, it came to him. “Wait a tic – where’s Xilord?” “Xilord? Ummm…” Xigbar scratched his chin thoughtfully. “I… thought he was with you.” “I sent him over to play with you over half an hour ago…” Luxord growled through clenched teeth. A pause. Suddenly, Xigbar slapped his forehead. “Oh YEAH! Now I remember! I sent him off with a bottle of rum a while ago. He should be fine.” Luxord stammered a bit, staring incredulously at the raven-haired man. “Y…You’re joking…” he said slowly. “You just… GAVE it to him?!” “Uh… yeah. So? We’ve got more, don’t we?” Luxord was on him in an instant. He heaved the other man up by his collar, and rattled him, screaming, “Are you bloody well MAD?!” “Hey! HEY!!!” Xigbar screamed, flailing his arms about. “What gives?! What did I do?!” Luxord blinked. “… What did you do…? What did you DO?!” With an angry grunt, he tossed the dumbfounded pirate back on the chair. “Oh, I’ll TELL ya what you bloody well did! You just gave OUR son a bottle of rum… AND YOU FORGOT HIS SIPPY CUP!!!!!” ~End~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ So, yeah. Basically, he saw into the future, saw how completely HORRIBLE these guys were at parenting, and decided he couldn't let this happen no matter what. .......... That's my excuse. Deal with it. XD I honestly couldn't think of a single other title. GWAAAAAH - I LURV Xilord like he was real. X.x; I can't wait til I make his whole story... With permission of mah baby's mama, of course. XD; *betchslap't* .... Yes - they're on a ship. No, I don't know why. It was originally supposed to be in TWTNW... But... I changed it for some reason. XD; Whatever. I.... KNOW I had more to say, buuuuut............... I can't remember what it was. :sweatdrop: Whatever - hope ya liked.... and whatever. *ist sehr tired* X.x; Lord of the Wings, ~Leah.
Yes, I really dreamt all that. How I remember just about everything is beyond me. Discuss, plzkthnx.
NEW UPDATE - ZOMGLOLWTFBBQVCRDVD I know what you're thinking. .................. "WHAT?!?!?!?! :yelling:" I'm sorry, but the Christmas Special was giving me crap, and I needed to unwind. XD Lemme tell ya - it's been fun going back to my old cracky state. I feel refreshed and RE-CHARGED! XD Anything past "Part X, the Finale" is going to be dubbed, "Extra!" cuz that's basically what it is. XD Just extra crap I couldn't fit in in time, and just decided to make out of random. These will be extremely few and rare, so enjoy them while you can. XD ENJOY YERSELVEZ, CHILDLENZ! XD (BTW, this first part is actually a convo I had with someone on MSN. XD No... Seriously.) 2Foxxie4U's Irrelevant \ Sleep Deprived Productions~ Here be the old AIM Series. XD Read IT first. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ EXTRA! Water_Boi999: Xiggy? 2FreeshootinPirate2: OH! Demyx! I’m glad you’re on! Listen – someone has stolen all of my hair-ties! DX Water_Boi999: You mean scrunchies? 2FreeshootinPirate2: NO, I mean HAIR TIES! D< 2FreeshootinPirate2: “Scrunchy” sounds so… Ya know… Less manly. 2FreeshootinPirate2: Anyways, ya GOTTA help me! DX Water_Boi999: Well, that’s weird, because just today I noticed that all of my pictures of you I took that one day at the beach are gone! D= 2FreeshootinPirate2: Yeah – that’s great – now help me find my stuff. Water_Boi999: Well, FINE, Mr. Insensitive. 2FreeshootinPirate2: >.> Water_Boi999: I was joking! Lol. XD 2FreeshootinPirate2: Haha… Yeah, not funny. >.> Water_Boi999: But ya laughed! Lawlz. XDDD 2FreeshootinPirate2: It was a SARCASTIC laugh. Water_Boi999: Huuu-riiiiiiiiiiight… =3 2FreeshootinPirate2: =.= Water_Boi999: =.= 2FreeshootinPirate2: =.= times 2 Water_Boi999: =.= times 5 2FreeshootinPirate2: =.= times 10! Water_Boi999: =.= times A HUNDRED! 2FreeshootinPirate2: =.= times INFINITY! Water_Boi999: =.= times INFINITY and ONE! Water_Boi999: NYAH! >D 2FreeshootinPirate2: NYAH! Times 2, times infinity 3 times, times infinity to the infinity-th power! 2FreeshootinPirate2: BURN’T! Water_Boi999: BURN’T! Times 10, times infinity 30 times, times infinity to the infinity-th power! 2FreeshootinPirate2: You dirty little sneak. XD Tomahawk_Mann5 has joined the room 6Depressed_Not_Emo6 has joined the room DarksideoftheMoon77 has joined the room 2FreeshootinPirate2: >.> DarksideoftheMoon77: >.> 2FreeshootinPirate2: … 2FreeshootinPirate2: Saix… DarksideoftheMoon77: Xigbar… 2FreeshootinPirate2: … DarksideoftheMoon77: … 2FreeshootinPirate2: Saix. DarksideoftheMoon77: Xigbar. Water_Boi999: DEMYX! =D 6Depressed_Not_Emo6: I might just go to your room and smack you just for that. >.> 1Gamblin_Gangsta0 has joined the room 1Gamblin_Gangsta0: Wassap, guyz?! 8D 2FreeshootinPirate2: Wassap, dude?! XD 2FreeshootinPirate2: *high five* Water_Boi999: Heya, Luxord! ^-^ 1Gamblin_Gangsta0: Hey, Dem. 1Gamblin_Gangsta0: Heh... Xiggy, you look really good with your hair down! ^-^ You should keep it that way. 2FreeshootinPirate2: Nah - the hair's too... all over the place. >.<; 2FreeshootinPirate2: Oh, that reminds me! 2FreeshootinPirate2: Have you seen any of my stuff? Crap’s been disappearing all over the place! 1Gamblin_Gangsta0: … 1Gamblin_Gangsta0: Uh… No…? 6Depressed_Not_Emo6: What’s with the question mark? 1Gamblin_Gangsta0: Shut up, you wanker. >.> Water_Boi999: PWN’T. XD 6Depressed_Not_Emo6: >.>; 6Depressed_Not_Emo6: You little…! >.<; Flower_Man11 has joined the room 12Psychotik4Life has joined the room Flower_Man11: HEY, GUYZ! 8D 6Depressed_Not_Emo6 has left the room Flower_Man11: Aw, maaan… D= 12Psychotik4Life: WIMP! D8< Water_Boi999: Hey, guys! What’s up? ^-^ 12Psychotik4Life: Nothin’… Watchin’ da game, havin’ a Bud… 2FreeshootinPirate2: True… True… 1Gamblin_Gangsta0: … 1Gamblin_Gangsta0: Wassaaaaaaap?! XD 2FreeshootinPirate2: WASSAAAAAAAAP?! XD BobMarley#3 has joined the room BobMarley#3: Yo, man, wassap? XD Flower_Man11: HEY! Hey, get chur ass online! D8< 6Depressed_Not_Emo6 has joined the room 6Depressed_Not_Emo6: Hello…? >.> DarksideoftheMoon77: WAS-SAAAAAAAP?! 6Depressed_Not_Emo6: WAS-SAAAAAAAAP?!?!?!?!? Water_Boi999: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAP!!!!!!!1 XDDD LeadNobody#1 has joined the room SeniorMember444 has joined the room FireFox888 has joined the room *ZeKeybladeMaster13* has joined the room ArtistikWitch411 has joined the room ~Roxybabe~ has joined the room SilverHairedShmexyBeast0 has joined the room *PinkHairedGal* has joined the room Papu_Boy911 has joined the room Feffy_Angel has joined the room Blond-n-Pointy has joined the room Scarface_OMG!!!!!1 has joined the room #1MechanicMan has joined the room Blond_Old_Fart_FTW!1 has joined the room 16Massacrer2Bee has joined the room 15WarriorFo’eSho has joined the room 20VaxileerXX has joined the room 26XentycoruXXVI has joined the room 24CixamellahXXIV has joined the room 29XandiraXXIX has joined the room 30XenaleenXXX has joined the room 27RelxapXXVII has joined the room 21RenaxecXXI has joined the room 28XaustellXXVIII has joined the room 22MynxXXII has joined the room 23DixaXXIII has joined the room 30NellokiXXX has joined the room LeadNobody#1: ……… LeadNobody#1: WAAAAAAAS-SAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAP?!?!?!?! 2FreeshootinPirate2: AAAAAAAAAAAAAA BobMarley#3: AAAAAAAAAAAA SeniorMember444: AAAAAAAAAAAA Tomahawk_Mann5: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA 6Depressed_Not_Emo6: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA DarksideoftheMoon77: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA FireFox888: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA Water_Boi999: AAAAAAAAAAA 1Gamblin_Gangsta0: AAAAAAAAAAA Flower_Man11: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA 12Psychotik4Life: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA *ZeKeybladeMaster13*: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ArtistikWitch411: AAAAAAAAAAAAAA ~Roxybabe~: AAAAAAAAAAA SilverHairedShmexyBeast0: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA *PinkHairedGal*: AAAAAAAAAAA Papu_Boy911: AAAAAAAAAA Feffy_Angel: AAAAAAAAAAA Blond-n-Pointy: AAAAAAAAAAAAA Scarface_OMG!!!!!1: AAAAAAAAAAAA #1MechanicMan: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA Blond_Old_Fart_FTW!1: AAAAAAAAAAAAAA 16Massacrer2Bee: AAAAAAAAAAAA 15WarriorFo’eSho: AAAAAAAAAAAA 20VaxileerXX: AAAAAAAAAAAAAA 26XentycoruXXVI: AAAAAAAAAAAAA 24CixamellahXXIV: AAAAAAAAAAAAA 29XandiraXXIX: AAAAAAAAAAAAA 30XenaleenXXX: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA 27RelxapXXVII: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA 21RenaxecXXI: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA 28XaustellXXVIII: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA 22MynxXXII: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA 23DixaXXIII: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA 30NellokiXXX: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAP?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! 6Depressed_Not_Emo6 has left the room BobMarley#3 has left the room SeniorMember444 has left the room ArtistikWitch411 has left the room ~Roxybabe~ has left the room SilverHairedShmexyBeast0 has left the room *PinkHairedGal* has left the room Papu_Boy911 has left the room Feffy_Angel has left the room Blond-n-Pointy has left the room Scarface_OMG!!!!!1 has left the room #1MechanicMan has left the room Blond_Old_Fart_FTW!1 has left the room 16Massacrer2Bee has left the room 15WarriorFo’eSho has left the room 20VaxileerXX has left the room 26XentycoruXXVI has left the room 24CixamellahXXIV has left the room 29XandiraXXIX has left the room 30XenaleenXXX has left the room 27RelxapXXVII has left the room 21RenaxecXXI has left the room 28XaustellXXVIII has left the room 22MynxXXII has left the room 23DixaXXIII has left the room 30NellokiXXX has left the room LeadNobody#1: Well… That was… interesting. DarksideoftheMoon77: Indeed. FireFox888: Yeah… That was weirder than that time Xaldin spiked Saix’s food with Viagra. ._.; 2FreeshootinPirate2: LOLOLOLOLOLOL – I REMEMBER THAT! XDDD DarksideoftheMoon77: Shut up! >.<; That was the most embarrassing day of my LIFE! 2FreeshootinPirate2: Sow-wyyy…!~ LeadNobody#1: Well… While I’m here, I might as well dish out your punishments like I said I would before, Xigbar and Saix. 2FreeshootinPirate2: Well, darn it. ._. DarksideoftheMoon77: NUUUUUU!!!! DDD‘8 DarksideoftheMoon77: But, Superior, WHHHY?! He… healed! Eventually… DarksideoftheMoon77: It wasn’t my fault?! TTATT DarksideoftheMoon77: WHYYYYYYY?!?!?!?! TTATT LeadNobody#1: That’s quite enough, Saix. DarksideoftheMoon77: Yes, Superior. FireFox888: Pwn’t. XD DarksideoftheMoon77: >.> DarksideoftheMoon77: Ya know, Axel… DarksideoftheMoon77: We still haven’t finished our little “date” from before… >D FireFox888: EEP! ;~; FireFox888 has left the room 12Psychotik4Life: … 12Psychotik4Life: WIMP! D8< BobMarley#3 has joined the room BobMarley#3: Did somebody say punishments? 1Gamblin_Gangsta0: Uh-huh. BobMarley#3: I GOTTA watch this. XD LeadNobody#1: Suit yourself. LeadNobody#1: Okay, for you, Xigbar… LeadNobody#1: I’m thinking… LeadNobody#1: 3 days singing with the Antlanticians; no visitors. DarksideoftheMoon77: *smirks* Tomahawk_Mann5: *GASP* *ZeKeybladeMaster13*: Now THAT is just plain CRUEL! TTATT 2FreeshootinPirate2: Dude, are you SERIOUS?! DDD‘8 1Gamblin_Gangsta0: No… Visitors…?! ;~; Water_Boi999: OMG – THAT IS AMAAAAAAAAZING!!!! Water_Boi999: Xiggy, you lucky bish! TTATT Water_Boi999: How come I never get to go there?! ;~; LeadNobody#1: Hush, IX. LeadNobody#1: Now for you, Saix… DarksideoftheMoon77: … *gulp* LeadNobody#1: 3 days bouncing with Tigger and Roo in 100 Acre Wood. LeadNobody#1: No exceptions. Water_Boi999: NO! Water_Boi999: Xemmy, you can’t do that! Saix would KILL poor Tiggy and Roo! ;~; Water_Boi999: It wouldn’t be fair! LeadNobody#1: Hmmmm… LeadNobody#1: It would seem you’re correct, IX. LeadNobody#1: Alright then, switch the two. Saix, you get to sing with the Atlanticains, and Xigbar, YOU do all the bouncing. DarksideoftheMoon77: *sigh* =.=; 2FreeshootinPirate2: *GROOOOAN* BobMarley#3: *laughs at both of you* Water_Boi999: OMG! Water_Boi999: You guys are SOOOOO lucky! TTATT Water_Boi999: I’d trade with either of you in a second! 2FreeshootinPirate2: Xemmy…? DarksideoftheMoon77: Superior…? LeadNobody#1: No. 2FreeshootinPirate2: AWWW! DX DarksideoftheMoon77: AWWW! DX BobMarley#3: *LAUGHS HARDER* LeadNobody#1: I know it’s a bit… extreme, but I want to make CERTAIN that we shall have none of this again, understand? DarksideoftheMoon77: *nodnod* ;~; 2FreeshootinPirate2: Yeah, yeah… =.=; LeadNobody#1: Good. LeadNobody#1: Now off with you. You’ve got an hour to pack. DarksideoftheMoon77: Yes sir… =.=; 2FreeshootinPirate2 has left the room DarksideoftheMoon77 has left the room LeadNobody#1 has left the room *ZeKeybladeMaster13*: I say we go see Xiggy off. 1Gamblin_Gangsta0: Yeah… 1Gamblin_Gangsta0: *sigh* Three whole days… Flower_Man11: I know… Cruel, ain’t it…? >.>; 12Psychotik4Life: Aaaand while you guys are doing that, I’ll be rubbing Saix’s punishment in his face! 8D BobMarley#3: I like that idea! >8D 1Gamblin_Gangsta0 has left the room BobMarley#3 has left the room 12Psychotik4Life has left the room Flower_Man11 has left the room *ZeKeybladeMaster13*: … Comin’ Demyx? Water_Boi999: Nah – you guys go ahead. I’ll tag along later. *ZeKeybladeMaster13*: M’kay. *ZeKeybladeMaster13* has left the room Tomahawk_Mann5: … Water_Boi999: … Water_Boi999: Welp, it’s just you an’ me, now, Lexxy…! ^-^; Tomahawk_Mann5: Yep… Water_Boi999: … Water_Boi999: … Water_Boi999: … Water_Boi999: Ya gonna say anything…? Tomahawk_Mann5: Not much of a talker… Water_Boi999: … Tomahawk_Mann5: … Water_Boi999: We never talk… Do you just not like me or something? Tomahawk_Mann5: *shrug* I wouldn’t go that far… You seem pretty okay to me. Water_Boi999: *sigh* You need to start opening up more, man…! D= Tomahawk_Mann5: … Water_Boi999: No – seriously… I could COUNT all of the times you’ve actually talked to me ever since I joined the Organization. Water_Boi999: I could count all the times you’ve talked to ANYONE since I’ve joined the Organization! DX Tomahawk_Mann5: Well… What is there to talk about…? ._.; Water_Boi999: Oh, c’mon… I’m sure a guy like you has seen his share of juicy stories… ^-^ Tomahawk_Mann5: … Tomahawk_Mann5: Well… Tomahawk_Mann5: Now that you mention it, I do have a pretty good one… ^_^; Water_Boi999: Oh boy… ^-^ Kay, let’s hear it! =D Tomahawk_Mann5: Well… This was when we’d just gotten The Castle That Never Was for the first time, right? Way before we’d even gotten Saix as our first Neophyte… Tomahawk_Mann5: And Xemnas told me and Vexen to clean out the attic… Tomahawk_Mann5: He failed to mention, though, that there was a nasty Heartless problem festering in there – a hive of Red Nocturnes and Crimson Jazzes had made a nest there… Tomahawk_Mann5: Anyways… While we were cleaning out all the debris, Vexen suddenly slapped his neck, and started complaining about thinking something bit him. Tomahawk_Mann5: I just ignored it, but it happened again and again. And pretty soon, he caught sight of what it was that was “biting” him. Tomahawk_Mann5: It was a small little Red Nocturne in the corner, shooting little fire balls at him. Tomahawk_Mann5: The guy… flipped… out. XD Tomahawk_Mann5: He’s never told anyone, but he’s TERRIBLY afraid of fire elemental Heartless. Water_Boi999: *snorts* Tomahawk_Mann5: He started running around franticly, and flailing his arms around like a chicken with its head chopped off, when he gets the smart idea to start trying to shoot it with ice-pellets. Tomahawk_Mann5: To his surprise, it didn’t help. If anything, it just woke up the other Heartless that were dormant. Tomahawk_Mann5: So now we had quite a problem. There were dozens of Heartless flitting about and all were looking for US! Tomahawk_Mann5: Vexen freaked again, and tried to run away, but the floor of the attic gave, and he was trapped there with his hands shoved to his sides, kicking his feet, and screaming like a girl. Tomahawk_Mann5: I think that’s the funniest thing I’ve ever seen with my own eyes. XD Water_Boi999: OMG – I’LL NEVER LOOK AT VEXEN THE SAME WAY AGAIN! XDDD SeniorMember444 has joined the room Water_Boi999: O.O; SeniorMember444: Huh… I expected more people to be on than this… SeniorMember444: Anyways, what’s up? Water_Boi999: Uh… Nothing much… Tomahawk_Mann5: Yeah… Just… Tomahawk_Mann5: Talking. SeniorMember444: Excellent! About what, may I ask? Water_Boi999: … Water_Boi999: Uh… Tomahawk_Mann5: Uh… SeniorMember444: ……… SeniorMember444: You were talking about ME, weren’t you? >.> Tomahawk_Mann5: I… Never said that Vexen… SeniorMember444: But you WERE! D< SeniorMember444: Okay, what did you tell him?! SeniorMember444: Were you talking about the way I eat my food in alphabetical order, because I have a good reason for that! D< Tomahawk_Mann5: Uh… No. O.o; Tomahawk_Mann5: I... Didn't know you did that, Vexen... SeniorMember444: THAT'S GOOD - CUZ I DON'T! D< SeniorMember444: Wait... SeniorMember444: Did you tell him about my pedicures?! Water_Boi999: … Water_Boi999: No… He didn’t… SeniorMember444: ……… Water_Boi999: ……… 6Depressed_Not_Emo6 has joined the room Flower_Man11 has joined the room 12Psychotik4Life has joined the room Water_Boi999: VEXEN PAINTS HIS TOES LIKE A LADY! 12Psychotik4Life: HOLY CRAP! Water_Boi999 has left the room Tomahawk_Mann5 has left the room 6Depressed_Not_Emo6: Gold. Flower_Man11: There’s nothing wrong with painting your toes… 12Psychotik4Life: Shut up, Marly. *rolls eyes* SeniorMember444: No, YOU all shut up! SeniorMember444: GRAAAH! I’m going to KILL him! SeniorMember444: If I get my hands on that boy…! >.<; 12Psychotik4Life: Good luck with that, Vexen! XD SeniorMember444 has left the room 12Psychotik4Life: … 12Psychotik4Life: ******bag. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I've noticed something weird about all the beginning parts of these stories. It ALWAYS has started with Xigbar and Demyx talking alone. XD Ain't that somethin'? Well... I'm pretty sure it won't be that way next time - Xiggy's got his hands full with somethin'. XD Yes. Big Lexxy part. He needs more love. LUV HIM NAO. D8 Dunno where the Bud part came in. XD Luxord has called someone "wanka". My life is coplete. ='3 *dies happy* And there's nothin' wrong with paintin' yer toes, Vexxy! D= *SHIELD'T* Larxene: PWN'T! XD Me: X.x; Lord of the Wings, ~Leah.
AWAY WITH YEE, SNEEK PEEK! D< *casts into the sea* <<>> Anyways... A-hem. To my beloved proofreader: I'M SORRY - I COULDN'T WAAAAIT! D'X I'm already a day late, and the people need their Christmas Story! ;~; I'll let you proof the second one (Ch-yeah - whenever THAT one comes out... >.>), okay? ;`; OKAY! XD; Sorry for the delay, folks - I was up til 4 am trying to finish this on the 23rd... And yesterday's craziness threw everything off. >.<; ( If you know me on dA, then you probably know how spazzy I was. XD; ) BUT IT'S HERE NOW! =DDD If you recognize anything you see here in this story, you is a bad person wiv a bad family, and [politicallycorrectnezz]Jesus is gunnah get choo[/politicallycorrectnezz] - lolz. XD ENJOY, BISHEZ!!! D< ... I might try to make this a tad bigger - for some reason it's harder for me to read tiny font like this with brighter backgrounds. >.<; ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Organization XIII Christmas Special Demyx’s bright, cyan eyes slowly flickered open. He smiled, and yawned, and stretched out a little, enjoying the warmth of his blankets a little while longer, then smiled out the window at the great, heart-shaped moon. “G’morning, Kingdom Hearts…!~” he cooed, climbing out of bed. Suddenly, he gasped, remembering what time of year it was. He squealed excitedly, his boyish face illuminated by the pale glow, and dashed over to his monthly calendar. “ESPECIALLY good day, since it’s CHRISTMAS…” he blinked, then examined his calendar a little closer. “…EVE?! Awww…” He sighed, crossing his arms. “Well, I guess it’s okay for it to be second most wonderful day of the year, right…?” He laughed, quickly shed his nightclothes, and started pulling on his special Christmas Costume he’d bought especially for the occasion. As he did, he sang “Sleigh Ride” to up his spirits for his most anticipated day of the year. So far, of course. “Just hear those sleigh bells a-jingling, ring ting a-tingling too… Come on now, it's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you…!~ Outside the snow is a-falling and friends are a-calling ‘Yoo hoo’… Come on now, it's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you…!~ Oop! All done!” It looked almost as if Demyx had robbed Peter Pan of his clothes, and dyed it a soft blue-color. Which he had. On top of his head sat a fluffy blue Christmas hat that went with his costume. As he hummed the rest of his song, he gave himself one final check-over. Finally, a huge grin split his face in half. “PERFECT!” He kicked open the door with a, “MERRY CHRISTMAS EVE, EVERY—WHAAAAAA………?!” Empty. No hustle, no bustle, no cheer, no one near. Just plain, white, empty hallway. Demyx blinked. “… What?” His voice echoed down the deserted hallway. “But… It’s Christmas Eve! We should be preparing, and celebrating, and-and…” “And-and…” his voice echoed back. He sighed. “Maybe Axel and Roxas are doing something right now…” he grumbled, shuffling over to the red-head’s room. ********************************* “Jump over the water! JUMP OVER THE WATER!!! Commit it to memory!!!” “SHUT IT, ya dope! You’re gonna make me lose!” “J-JUMP! JUUUUMP!” “Alright, alright, I’m JUMPIN’ – sheesh!” Demyx burst into the room, grinning. He’d summoned his sitar – now colored red and green for the season, and was posed in his official “ACTION!” pose. “Hey, guys, what’s—” “SHUT THE F[honk]IN’ DOOR!” “AGHHHH! The light – it blinds meh…!” “Oh, sorry…” Demyx pouted, and shut the door, inclosing the room in reverend darkness once more. Besides the glowing, heart-shaped moon outside of Axel’s window, and the lit-up screen of the TV, it was completely shrouded in shadows. Roxas looked back at the screen. “Ah, damn it! You made me jump into the water, Demyx!” he growled. “OOH! OHH! My turn!” Axel squealed, swiping the controller away. “HEY! No need to snatch!” Roxas snapped, gnashing his teeth together. He sat back, and watched grudgingly as Axel proceeded to beat the level. Demyx looked them over. Axel had on the Santa suit he and Xigbar had been fighting over since it was found in the attic. Axel won by means of paying Zexion for blackmail. And what blackmail it was.~ He had everything: the shiny, black boots, saggy fake beard, furry red Christmas hat – he even had stuffed a pillow under his shirt for the fashionable pot-belly. He had a demonic, not-so-jolly grin on his face as he whispered, “Heh… That stupid turtle… what-ever-it-is, thingymabob won’t even know what hit ‘em!” “WAIT! Don’t jump on it! That’ll just make it start bouncing around!” Roxas cried. “I KNOW THAT, YOU DOPE! I WANTED that to happen so it would knock that funky gremlin-thingy and kill it! Got it memorized?” “Well, SOR-RY!” Roxas slammed his back into the huge beanie-bag chair, grumbling snide remarks about Axel’s big head. His costume was exactly like Demyx’s except it was still the traditional green color. Demyx quietly watched them bicker about various things in the game, a small frown on his face. Jeez – can’t they share for one day in their lives?! This isn’t anything LIKE the Christmas spirit I know and love… “WHAT?!” Axel’s jaw dropped. “PIRANHAS?!?! How was I supposed to know there were freakin’ piranhas in the water?!” Roxas cackled. “MY turn now! Hand it over!” “NO! I wanna go again! Got it memorized?!” “Rules are rules, now HAND IT OVER, you… you…!” Axel glared into the boy’s eyes. “‘You…’ WHAT…?!” he growled. “Guys, GUYS!” Demyx cried, trying to stop the fight before it began. “How about we… Go outside, and spread a little holiday cheer? Ya know – with the peace, and love, and cookies—” “We’ll pass,” the two guys said, rolling their eyes. Axel shoved the controller back into Roxas’ hand, and resumed glaring at the screen in obvious envy. Roxas grinned, and started playing gleefully. Demyx’s smile melted off his face. “Oh…” he sighed. “Okay, well… I’ll see you guys later…” he sighed. “Bye,” Axel and Roxas called in monotone. ********************************* “Well… That turned out to be a complete disaster…” Demyx grumbled. He rolled his eyes good-naturedly. “Ah well… It’s still Christmas Eve. They’d better get in the spirit by tomorrow, though, or else I’m sicking Xigbar on them.” He giggled a little at the thought. He looked around, sighing. “OH! I know!” he shouted suddenly. “The Christmas Tree! I wanna see if Santa’s come yet or not!” He dashed down the hall, grinning. ********************************* “Ah yes… That unconditionally would be the greatest gift of all… The day we take over Kingdom Hearts would be the new Christmas, when I become the King of the multi-verse. So many days how I’ve longed to…” Demyx completely ignored his caught-up leader, and made his way straight to the Christmas Tree. It was decorated in pink and red hearts with the occasional Organization XIII symbol and a mini-designs of everyone’s weapons spiraled from the top to the bottom in over a dozen different colored lights. Courtesy of Vexen. Speaking of the top, instead of the traditional star that took place as the crown of the tree, there was… Roxas’ Oathkeeper Keyblade. No doubt, it was also the source of the majority of Xemnas’s never-ending rambles. The Superior himself was also dressed for the season. He was in his Twilight-Form robes, but instead of grey stripes, they were now died crimson. His gloves were now a dark emerald. Demyx dove down into the presents, a huge grin on his face as he examined the huge mounds of presents. “Wow! This is awesome! I knew they’d warm up to the idea of present-wrapping sooner or later!” Out of sheer curiosity, he picked up a nicely-wrapped present with light-blue wrapping and a pretty pink bow. Probably from Marluxia… Demyx thought, smiling. Wonder who it’s to…? He checked the tag, and squinted, trying to read the tiny writing. … WHAT?! He blinked. This couldn’t be right! The tag read… From: Marluxia To: Marluxia Demyx stared at it for a little while longer, and then put it down, shaking his head. Ooookay… Next! He picked up a present with red wrapping and a black bow on the top. Demyx quickly scanned the tag. From: Zexion To: Zexion Oh, this can’t be happening…! Demyx thought, franticly tossing the box aside, and digging up another present. What’s the point of giving at ALL when you’d be the only one receiving it?! The boy checked one present after the other, hoping that one would be different, but the only presents that had a tag on them with a name for the receiver that actually differed from the giver were the ones he’d given himself. Severely disappointed, Demyx sighed, and turned away from the sad sight, shuffling out of the room. ********************************* Demyx continued dragging himself through the halls, still a little upset. He was just about to enter the den, when something fell and bonked him on the head. “OW!” The boy suddenly snapped back to reality, and looked for what had hit him as he rubbed his head. A… CANE?! He looked up again, completely confused. Wow – he hadn’t seen that ladder there before! And, balancing precariously on one of the steps was… “Oh – sorry mate! It’s hard trying to hold on to all this junk at the same time! Hehheh…” “Luxord…?” Demyx craned his head up. “What are you doing up there?” Luxord was dressed in a long, flowing robe the color of bright yellow and black. He had on sandals as well as a golden crown tilted to the side of his head. There was a nail in his mouth, and he was holding a hammer, and… something else in his hand. “What are you supposed to be…?” Demyx asked, handing back up the man’s cane. “My dear boy… I’m a wise man!” Luxord chuckled. It was kinda hard talking and holding the nail in his mouth, but he managed it. “… Why?” “Eh… Nevermind.” As he hooked the can onto his arm, Demyx caught a glimpse of a green leaf. Suddenly, his face brightened. “AH! Decorations?!” “…” Luxord spat the nail into his hand. “I… guess you could call them that…” he said, getting ready to nail his little “decoration” on the center of the arch-way. “Oh, this is GREAT, Luxxy! I’m so happy that SOMEONE is taking the initiative to—GWAH!!!” Demyx shielded his eyes from the horrible sight, screaming. “LUXXY, WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU DOING?! Why are you putting THAT up?!” Luxord was indeed nailing up a… mistletoe?! Luxord slid back down, avoiding Demyx’s eyes. “Uh… Black…mail…? Yeah – let’s go with that.” Demyx gasped, horrified. “BLACKMAIL?! Luxord, how could you think of BLACKMAIL at a time like this?! It’s… CHRISTMAS!” Luxord smacked his head. “Please, Demyx – none of that… I have to hit the kitchen before… he wakes up.” “… Who?” “Eh… No one in particular. Now, um… Don’t you have some thing else… Important… to do…?” the man asked nervously. “Well… I was just going to Vexxy’s to see how HIS Christmas was going… “Oh, good then!” Luxord said with a relieved sigh. “Go, go, go! Tell him I have his ladder for me!” Demyx stumbled off. “Uh… Um… O-Okay…” he stuttered, walking away. Luxord sighed in relief again, slumping against the wall. “MAN that was a close one… For a minute, I thought he was onto me…” he said with a devious chuckle. He paused, glanced back at the boy, and then struck a thoughtful pose. “… Hmmm…” ********************************* Demyx wandered into Vexen’s lab, his bright sea-foam green eyes wide with wonder. All of the lights were off except for one stray lamp in a lonely corner by itself. From that one little lamp, all sorts of monstrous cast themselves against every piece of equipment available. It looked almost like a horror movie – well more of a horror movie than usual in Vexen’s lab, anyway. Suddenly, he tripped over something, and crashed into a lot of fragile, weird-shaped glass objects that probably were very expensive. “Oops!” Demyx cried, a little dazed. There was a loud snapping noise, and then a long string of curses too vile for teh interwebz seemed to come from nowhere… yet everywhere at once! Demyx jumped a little. “WHA’—?!” Vexen materialized out of nowhere, his thin lips curled back into a snarl. “NOW you’ve gone and done it, you little pest!” he snapped. “You’ve messed up my concentration, and NOW I’ve got to start all over! HAPPY?!” “OH!” Demyx raised his hands in a non-threatening way. “I-I’m sorry, Vexen! Didn’t know you were working—” “And what is THIS?!” Vexen cried, examining all of his priceless, shattered equipment. “Boy, do you f***in’ KNOW how much munny it’s gonna take to GET THIS REPLACED?!?!?!” Demyx blinked. “Oops…!” he chuckled nervously. Vexen glared at him a while more, hands slowly clinching into fists, but then a deep voice called out, “Relax, Vexen… I’m sure he didn’t mean anything…” “Hmpf…” Vexen strode back to the area where he was working. “Yeah, well… if the little ******* gets in my way again, I’m not to be held responsible for what might happen to him.” Demyx smiled good-naturedly, and followed Vexen back. “Aw, Vexen!” he laughed. “I know you don’t mean that – you old jokester, you!” “Hmpf…” Vexen grunted again. Demyx’s laugh got a bit nervous. “You… DON’T mean that… Do you…?” Vexen gave him a long, unsettling stare. “O-Okay; point taken…” Lexaeus was in the back marking up a Sudoku puzzle with a purple felt-tip pen. He looked up as the two arrived, and groaned. Oh no… here it comes… He sighed, rolling his eyes. Demyx couldn’t help but give a little snicker. “A… RAINDEER?! Are you freakin’ serious?!” Lex was in what seemed to be a jumbo-sized reindeer suit. Cheap, plastic antlers had apparently been glued to his head, his nose was painted red, and the rest of him was garbed in light-tan-ish footsy pajamas. The hands and feet had been dyed black to resemble hooves. Demyx began laughing abruptly at the sad sight. “BWAAAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Oh, MAN, that is TOO rich!” Lex snapped. “SHUT UP!” he screamed, summoning one of his tomahawks. “You think I dressed like this on PURPOSE?! Someone replaced everything in my closet with this same thing, okay? It was either walk around looking like Rudolf, or walk around with nothing at ALL.” Demyx shuddered. Scarring mental image…!~ Then, he blinked. “So, uh… what’s up with the nose and antlers?” Lex’s eye twitched. “I woke up this way.” He sighed, returning to his puzzle. “All I know is… Whoever did this will have to drink their food through a straw by the time I’m done with ‘em. You can count on that.” Demyx shuddered again. Sucks to be them… Lex didn’t get mad easily, or very often for that matter, but when he gets set off, there’s no stopping him sometimes! The boy turned to Vexen. “I like your costume, too, Vexxy!” Vexen smiled a little. Instead of the traditional black Organization XIII cloak, he was wearing a snow-white lab coat with white boots to match. A small picture of Frosty the Snowman was sewed on the front of his coat. White, powdery stuff and some glitter had been sprinkled on his face to give him that frosty-ish color. Even his hair was dyed bright silver with a blue-ish tint for the day. Demyx blinked, a clueless grin on his face. “… What’re ya ‘sposed to be, again?” The scientist’s smile dropped off his face. He scowled at the boy, and growled, “I’m Jack Frost, you dimwit! JACK. FROST.” “OH!” Demyx laughed. “I get it!” Vexen rolled his eyes, and went back to his work place. He pulled down his blue-and-yellow goggles, and began welding two pieces of wire together. With the goggles on, he looked even MORE psychotic than usual! “I heard that…” Vexen grumbled, eyes narrowing. Well good for you – you want an award or somethin’, Frosty? “Who’re ya talkin’ too, Vexen?” Lex asked, his eyes still glued to the screen. “Oh… No one in particular…” Demyx looked down at the grotesque figure lying before him and shuddered. “So, uh… Whatcha workin’ on, Vexxy…?” he asked, smiling nervously. “Only a Heartless\Mechanical hybrid weapon of mass destruction that can easily obliterate about 15 acres of land with one blow.” He pushed up the goggles, casting a slow, creepy grin at the boy. “You wanna watch…?” Demyx stared at him incredulously. “… NO!” “Hmpf. Suit yourself.” Vexen turned back to his work. “No, no, NO!” Demyx cried. “This isn’t about—! You’re not supposed to—! AAAAGGGHH!!!” The boy pulled at his hair in frustration, then stammered out, “Y-You’re NOT supposed to blow stuff up during CHRISTMAS, man! It’s not just right!” “Christmas EVE…” Vexen corrected. “Whatever!” Demyx then turned to Lexaeus, eyes accusative. “And you’re HELPING him?!” “Hey, he said if I did, he’d use it on whoever did this to me. Couldn’t pass up a chance like that, could I?” Lex replied calmly. “But—!” Vexen sighed, lifting the goggles again. “Look, boy. I happen to love winter, but Christmas has never been my thing, and if you’re expecting ME to change just because YOU think it’s what right, then you can just leave.” Demyx pouted, glaring at him, then walked away. “Fine! Then maybe I will.” The door to the lab slammed shut. ********************************* Demyx dragged himself through the hallways, grumbling. “Man… Today’s really starting to stink…” “Why do ya say that?” Demyx looked up. “… LUXORD?!” Now he was dressed in a baby-blue elf suit, too! And it looked exactly like Demyx’s! “B-But I thought you’re some kinda wise-man!” “WAS a wise-man, luv. I decided that a jolly-ol’ elf would be more… festive, savvy?” the blonde replied, nailing up more mistletoe to the wall. “Really?” Demyx sighed. B-But… The blue elf… That’s MY thing…! he protested in his mind. Suddenly, he got an idea. “Well… Lex is in the lab right now, and he’s wearing a reindeer outfit.” Luxord slid down, gawking at the boy. “You’re joking… SERIOUSLY?!” He cracked up suddenly, slapping his knee with laughter. “Oh, that is TOO rich! I have got to see this for myself!” “Okay,” Demyx chuckled nervously. “Just make sure you watch out – that guy’s got five jolly-ol’ tomahawks that he probably wouldn’t mind using on someone. He seemed pretty ticked – especially for Lex…” “I’m a big boy – I can take care of myself!” Luxord scoffed. Before the boy could reply, he took off, laughing. “See ya, Demyx!” “Uh, see… ya…” Demyx blinked as the blonde raced away. Then, he rubbed his stomach a little. “I’m hungry…” ********************************* “Man, oh MAN!” Larxene snickered, grinning. “I love me some CHRISTMAS PIE! Hallelujah; thank ya Jesus…!” The young woman proceeded to raid the fridge, humming cheerily to herself. White leather, high-heeled boots ran up her leg all the way to her calves. Though she had a short, fluffy red skirt that just barely came to the middle of her thighs, the sleeves reached all the way to her wrists. A huge black belt with a garishly large belt buckle wrapped around her thin waist. A Santa hat and fluffy, white material lining the seams of the dress finished the look. Demyx stared at her legs for a long while, unable to look away. His face flushed a deep red. Oh, wow… I feel like such a geek next to her now… She backed out of the fridge, arms completely LOADED with at least five different types of pie, and kicked the door shut. Ignoring Demyx completely, she laid out all the pie on a counter, pulled out a fork, knife, and pie-scooper from a random drawer, and grinned hungrily. I’ve been waiting WEEKS for this day… she thought, tying an apron around her so that she wouldn’t mess up her fabulous outfit. Today is the day… I eat PIE! Come to mama!!! Demyx blinked as she raised her weapons of mass destruction, preparing to strike. “Uh… Sh-shouldn’t you wait first…?” he dared to ask. “Why would I wanna do that?!” Larxene scoffed, acknowledging him for the first time. “Incase ya didn’t know, whenever there is sweet-potato pie sitting right in front of me, waiting is the LAST thing I do.” She cut off a piece, and chewed, groaning blissfully. “Oh… Oh man…! This is heavenly… Okay – you really have gotta try this. Here – have a piece.” Demyx sighed, shaking his head despite the rumbling in his stomach. “I’d rather wait until a time where we can eat together… Ya know – as a—” “PSH!” Larxene stuffed her mouth with the piece she was originally going to give to Demyx, chewing furiously. “Ch-yeah RIGHT! If ya didn’t want a piece, you could’ve just SAID so! What do ya think this is – some kinda Hallmark movie?!” She swallowed, and started on the pecan pie. “Lemme tell ya somethin’ ‘bout Christmas pie, son… When it comes down to it, it’s ALWAYS first come, first serve. I just happen to come a day early every year!” She cackled evilly, seeming to forget all about the fact that her mouth was still full with pie. “What about the rest of us?!” Demyx squealed. “I mean, WE want pie, too!” “Oh, give me a BREAK!” Larxene screamed, making the boy flinch. “Do you really think I could eat all this by myself?! Sides, there’s still, like, eight whole pies left!” “Okay…! No need to get upset…!” Demyx chuckled nervously. “Just sayin’…” Larxene sighed, and took another bit. “Mmmmm…! Hey, before ya go, make sure you give my regards to the chef, okay?” Demyx turned around. “Ya mean Xaldin…?” She rolled her eyes. “No – Elvis. YES, Xaldin, you ******. Not right now, though – he’s still asleep.” Demyx shuddered mentally. Xaldin being awakened from his daily hibernation was scarier then a half-crazed rabid squirrel on crack. And don’t even say they’re not scary unless you’ve been standing right next to one before. ********************************* Marluxia sniffed, wiping the tears away from his eyes. He was holding a bouquet of black roses in his arms. Despite the gloomy set-up, his clothes practically SCREAMED, “Joy to The World that Never Was!” A pink robe that was absolutely choked with designs of mistletoe, wreaths, and holly hung about his shoulders. He was wearing a wreath as if it were a necklace around his neck. “We are gathered here today…” he whimpered sadly, “to compensate the passing of this poor, deceased tree who gave its life… Just so that we could have a merry Christmas… As well as some-thing to put our presents under.” Demyx gave him a funny look as the pink-haired man gave the sad stump of what once was a huge hug. “She was… a brave soul, and will… be forever remembered in our fake hearts…!” He was so overcome with emotion, he started crying… again. “Oh-ho-ho, De-mi-hiiiix…!” he sobbed. “Don’t just SIT there, you ******-bag, get me some freakin’ tissue…!” Demyx stared even more. “Uh… Marly, um…” He rubbed the back of his head awkwardly. “Uh… I’m glad that you’re… ya know – feeling compassion for something else than yourself, but, uh… This is kinda… ya know… weird.” “Oh, what do you know?!” Marluxia grumbled. “You’re just like the others…” “Marly, it’s Christmas, and that’s a Christmas Tr—” “I KNOW WHAT IT IS!!!” Marluxia snapped. “And I don’t CARE! This is MURDER, I tell ya! Cold…blooded… murder…! I bet if we severed the head of some innocent nun, oh, THEN Christmas is bad! THEN people would see it as the barbaric, despicable, VULGAR MASSACRE IT REALLY—!” Demyx slowly backed away… Then dashed off as Marluxia had another of his… Moments. ********************************* “Zexio—OH MY—!!!” “Shut the door.” SLAM! Demyx slumped to the ground, cradling his head in his hands. Oh, my virgin eyes… Luxord walked by, carrying the huge metallic ladder tucked under one of his arms. He was now wearing what looked like an exact copy of Lex’s reindeer costume. He glanced down at Demyx. “Hey, what’s wrong?” he asked. “Z…Zexion… room… dark… on… computer… one handed… with tissue…!” He shook slightly. Luxord blinked. “I’m so sorry you had to see that…” “Yeah… So am… I…” ********************************* Demyx poked the door open slowly. “Saix…?” he asked, peeking through his hand. “Are you… decent…?” The man didn’t respond. He was standing before the huge window in his room, gazing at Kingdom Hearts silently. As always. Demyx gasped. “Oh my lord! Saix, what on earth are you WEARING?!” Leave it to Berserker Boy to be the odd one out. Instead of jovial Christmas attire, he was garbed in all black. He’d even dyed his normally bright hair black. His pants were torn all over and laced with chains, as were the spiked boots that rested on his feet. Shredded bat wings with gaping holes all through them stretched from the back of his jacket – which was also torn. Under the jacket was a black long-sleeved shirt; in bright, bold red letters were the words, “Merry X-mas” with a picture of a knife stabbing through a holly and heart crossover. As he turned around, Demyx couldn’t help but gasp at how pale his face was in comparison to the rest of his clothes. Even though dark rings rimmed his eyes, his sharp, yellow irises flashed as he growled, “You got a problem with my personal take on the Holidays, Waterboy…?!” Demyx couldn’t tell for sure, but his teeth looked excessively sharp – had he filed them to shark points for today, also?! The boy gulped. “N-No!” he said quickly. “I-It’s just that…” He paused. “I was… hoping for something more… jolly.” “I’m never ‘jolly’ during this time. Deal with it.” “What are ya supposed to be, anyways?” Demyx asked, ignoring Saix’s previous comment. Saix blinked. “An angel.” “An… angel?!” “Well, the angel. Of death.” Demyx blanched. “Ah…” he replied weakly. Saix huffed, and turned back to his moon-gazing. There was an awkward silence for quite some time before Demyx ventured to ask, “Uh… Ya wanna do something…?” “No. Leave.” “B-But I just wanted to—” Saix shot him a glare that nearly melted him from the inside out. “O-Okay – leaving now…” ********************************* Xaldin grumbled a little in his sleep, and rolled over, pulling the blankets up to his chin. A few of his cane-rows were dyed green and red, but that was all he was willing to do as far as dressing up was concerned. Demyx stared at him, and then checked his watch. “… It’s 3:46. This is pathetic – he should be awake by now…!” he whispered. The boy stared at the sleeping man, and then shuddered, knowing he’d never have the courage to wake him up anyways. He sighed backing away. “I’ll tell him later when he’s not—HO SHI—!!!” The boy tripped over something and lost his balance. At first, he thought he was going to fall backwards, but after a few windmills, and acrobatic stunts that only HE could pull off, he landed… Right on-top of the bed and the man sleeping inside it. Xaldin’s bloodshot eyes suddenly snapped open. SHING!!! Demyx was suddenly thrown across the room by a huge blast of wind and pinned to the wall with five of Xaldin’s six lances. “AUGH!!!” Demyx screamed. Even though he wasn’t hurt, he was still a little shaken up. Plus, he knew that he wouldn’t be unscathed for long as the dark form rose… Xaldin slowly sat up, an insane gleam in his eyes. “Who… the hell… Woke me up…?!” he growled. The room started to rumble with his restrained anger. Demyx whimpered a little, trying to pull himself free as Xaldin’s piercing gaze locked onto him. Oh crap… Oh crap, oh crap, oh crap, oh crap, oh crap, oh CRAP – I’mmunna die. I’mmunna die, die, die, die, die… he thought as the man drew his final lance, and made his way toward the boy. He held the business-end of the blade across the boy’s neck, his eye twitching a little. Silence for a while. Demyx gulped, absolutely sweating bullets. “B*tch… Do you want to DIE…?!” he growled, eye twitching even more. “… No…!” Demyx squeaked. “Oh, you have to. You HAVE to have some sort of death wish, or else we wouldn’t be having this conversation, would we? WOULD WE?!?!?!” A mini-tornado let loose behind him, throwing the room into chaos. “GYAAAH! S-Sorry! I won’t bother you again!” Demyx cried, squirming as much as he could. “PLEASE don’t chop off my head, Xaldin! I’ve only got ONE of those!” Xaldin glared at the boy a little longer, and then sighed, dismissing the six lances. Demyx dropped down to the floor with a slight, “Oopf!” The mini-tornado behind them died down as Xaldin sat there, pinching the bridge of his nose. Several minutes of silence went by before he growled, “Okay… Since it’s Christmas Eve, I guess I can let you get off with a warning. But this is the only one. You slip up again, and it’s your *ss, understand me?!” He glared at Demyx. “Now beat it before I get rough with ya.” Demyx didn’t have to be told twice. In three seconds flat, he was gone, leaving nothing but a disgruntled Xaldin and a messy room. ********************************* Come on… This is the last stop… Demyx thought, gulping. Please… Let this work… It HAS to…! Knock, knock, knock… “C’mon in, dude! Door’s open!” Demyx pushed the door open, glancing around. Xigbar was laying on his bed, watching something on TV. Even though his room was remade to look all Christmas-y (green and red lava lamps, wreaths and holly everywhere, a fake mini-Christmas tree sitting in the corner, ect.), Xigbar was still in his nightwear. “Xiggy, where’s your costume?!” Demyx cried. “Chillax, dude…” Xigbar sighed. “I’ve got one – I just ain’t put it on yet!” “And why not…?” Demyx asked, sitting down beside the old surfer-pirate. He watched what was playing on the TV. “FINDING NEMO?! What the heck – that’s not even a Christmas movie!” “I know, I know!” Xigbar groaned. “I just wanted to hear that one part where the turtle dude is all, ‘RIGHTEOUS! RIGHTEOUS!!!’ Then, I’ll go take a shower, and change into my magnificent outfit of awesomeness. Now quiet – you’re gonna make me miss the part!” “Xiggy, I really need your help, though!” Demyx begged. “I—” “Kay; grab shell, dude!” said Crush from the TV. “OH! OH! This is the part – quiet, quiet, quiet!” Demyx pouted, jumped to his feet, and stood in front of Xigbar, blocking his view. “Xiggy, are you even LISTENING to me?!” he demanded accusingly. “What do you waaaant?!” Xigbar whined, trying to look around the boy. “I can’t see – move!” “Xiggy, I want all of us to actually spend this Christmas together for once! TO-GE-THAR!” Xigbar blinked. “So… what do ya want me to do about it?” he asked, shrugging. Demyx froze. He stared at the man for a long, painful time. “… I… I dunno…” he admitted softly, looking down. “So… What brings you on this fine day to the EAC?” “Well would ya look at that…?” Xigbar grumbled, standing up. “Ya made me miss it. Great goin’, lil’ dude – I KNEW I could always count on you.” “Sorry…” Demyx murmured. “Meh – don’t worry about it… Well, time for that shower now! You can stay and watch the rest if ya want. Or turn it – I don’t really care.” “M’kay…” Xigbar examined the boy’s face for a second, and then sighed. “Look, if it makes ya feel better, when I’m done we can watch a ton of Christmas movies – together. Just like you asked.” “… And the others…?” “Meh – what about ‘em?” Demyx sighed. “No thanks…” Xigbar shrugged. “Kay – suit yourself.” He disappeared into the bathroom. Demyx sat alone in the room, quietly watching the movie continue, and then walked out of the door. ********************************* “Hey, watch it!” a voice cried. Demyx looked up. “You again? Any reason why you’re nailing five pieces of mistletoe to Xiggy’s door frame?” Luxord blinked. “… No… Why would you think that?” Demyx sighed, rolling his eyes. He walked off. “No reason – no reason—” Luxord’s eyes suddenly bugged. He gasped. “Oh my LORD! Demyx, did you just…?!” Demyx turned around. “Just what?” “Walk… UNDER the ladder?!” Demyx blinked. “Uh… Yeah. Why?” Luxord slid down, eyes wide with fear. “Look, boy, I knows all there is to know about luck, see?! And that – what you did right there – THAT was NOT lucky! Not at all!” Demyx blinked, staring at the man a little, and then burst out laughing. “Yeah right, Luxord. Nice try, buddy. Thanks for the good laugh, though – I needed it.” “I’m NOT joking!” Luxord insisted, concern filling his eyes. “I’m just worried about your safety is all – don’t do anything stupid like wash your hands with too much soap or walk beside doors, okay?” Demyx stared at him. Wow… He’s actually completely SERIOUS! “Uh… Okay, Luxord… I won’t…” he laughed nervously. “Good.” Luxord patted him on the back, and then went back to nailing mistletoe all over Xigbar’s doorframe. Demyx rolled his eyes, and continued walking down the halls. Suddenly, a huge blast of fire knocked down Axel’s door. Roxas rolled out of the smoking room, teeth bared. “Give it UP, you sore loser! You LOST and now it’s MY turn!” “Shut UP!” Axel screamed, chackrams drawn. “It’s my game, and I can play whenever I want!” “You f***in’ cheater – WE HAD A DEAL!” Roxas shot back, attacking the man with both Keyblades. “DEAL’S OFF!” Fire swirled around, blackening the pure, white walls and filling the halls with a sickening smoke. Demyx gasped. “No, wait! Guys—!” He ran up to his bickering friends. “Stop! You CAN’T—” “Get outta the WAY!” WHAP! Demyx fell to the ground, pressing his hand over his nose which was now gushing with blood. He stared incredulously at Axel. The redhead stopped. “… Oops…” The battle stopped as soon as it’d started. Roxas leaned over Demyx. “You okay, man?” Demyx jumped to his feet, eyes blazing. He shot both guys a glare as potent as acid, then stormed off. Roxas blinked. “W-Wait! Demyx, where are you—?!” But he was already gone. ********************************* "I can't believe this, I can't believe this, I can't FREAKIN' believe this...!" Demyx stomped through the hallway, hot tears of anger brimming in his eyes. "This is all wrong...!" he whispered furiously as he sped down the halls. "They promised me that they'd do it this year - they PROMISED! This most definitely is NOT the way Christmas is supposed to be...!" "And who are YOU to tell us what Christmas is and is not?" a voice hissed. Demyx gasped as someone rounded the corner and glared at him. "S...Saix...?" "Who says that Christmas is made of joy and happiness and goodwill?" he growled again. "When was it ever?" Demyx gulped. "Th...That's the way it's supposed to be... Right...?" "Wrong," Saix snapped. "For most, Christmas is a time to suck up to each other with false brotherhood so that they can get everything they desire. And as soon as the blasted holiday is over, they go right back to being the same, two-faced bigots they really are. Christmas brings nothing but pain." "That's not true!" Demyx shot back, his eyes narrowing. "Oh?" Saix inquired. "Then tell me. When's the last time YOU'VE had a Merry Christmas?" "......" Demyx looked down. "... Never..." he whispered. "B-But, I know it exists! It's NOT all a lie!" "Look around you, you naive, little fool!" Saix shouted with a bitter laugh. "THIS is as good as Christmas gets! Around here, and everywhere else in our multi-verse! Christmas is nothing but a SHAM!" Tears welled up in Demyx's eyes. "But--!" Saix suddenly went resentful again. He shoved Demyx against a wall, and stabbed his finger into the boy's chest snarling. "Hear me, boy..." he growled. "And hear me well. There is NO. SUCH. THING... As a Merry Christmas." Suddenly, everything went black. For a while, everything was still... And then a scream pierced through the darkness. To be continued... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Readers: OMFG! D< THIS cliffy again?! DDD< *mauls* Sorry, but no revelation until the second and final part comes out. >D How else am I gonna keep you guys screaming for more? D= P.S., if you got the joke about Zexion... I'm terribly sorry. If you DIDN'T... Well, uh... Don't think about it too hard. XD; P.S.S., GO GET 'EM, LUXORD!!!! XDDD Lord of the Wings, ~Leah.
I wanted to say it like that, so I did. Anyways, Kitty, I gotz to ask.... What happened to yer sig? O.o; Was it always like that?
[click here]Merry Early Christmas and Happy the rest of the Holidays, as well! XDDDD ...... I'm so proud of myself. ;~; *sniff* Lord of the Wings, ~Leah.
Suprisingy serious thread here... O.o; Anyways, I was just thinking... Is a funny story funnier when told with a straight face? (Or, in writers' cases... A straight tone?) Just a thought - I've been using that trick for a while, and I've never really thought about it... til now...
I think we're ready to take our relationship to the next level - lolz. =3
You look at a siggy\avi with a person\people in it, and then you think you saw them blink, so you go back up and stare at the picture for, like, 4 hours only to find out, "...Hey...! D= This ain't animated! TT^TT" And then you feel really stupid and stuff? ;~;
I think I'll start practicing now... >3> ARRRRG, MATEYZ!!! >=D AVAST THE MAIN MIZZEN! KEELHAUL THE SCUPPERS! CAST OFF THE AFT BINNACLE!!! D<
Warning: Crack. OMG. Hax. D= Well, I'd have to say, this is... Much, MUCH different from Savage Nymph's, and even more different then I thought it'd be. XD This took about... What - 30 minutes to do? XD; Whatever - I needed a stress relief. Badly. SooooOOOOOoOoooooOoooOOOOOOOoooOoooooOooo much crap to do, it's not even funny. I hope you guys enjoy this... I originally wasn't planning to do it, BUT I decided what the heck, so yeah. XD; Rantrantrant. ENJOY! XD; 2Foxxie4U's Irrelevant \ Sleep Deprived Productions~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Luxord’s Diar-- Journal Entry #1: Oi… I’m not even sure why I even bothered to do this… It seams like such a waste of time… What am I supposed to write in this stupid thing, any way? I guess I could rant on and on about me ranting on and on about me ranting on and on, but that gets boring fast doncha think? Yeah… I think so, too. Ho-hum… Let’s see… Well… Now that you mention it, something interesting DID happen today… I guess that happens rarely enough so that I can write about it. Yeah, uh… Today, we went to the movies. Dewm – I know. XD It took us FOREVER to get there (Are Saix and Xiggy gonna have a catfight everytime it comes down to who can drive the ship?! DX Why couldn’t it be something more along the lines of… Oh, Iunno – mud wrestling?), and then when we DID, get there, the Terrible Trio wouldn’t freakin’ SHUT UP about what kinda movie snacks they wanted. Xemnas, however, being the miser he was, wouldn’t let them get a thing, unless they paid with their own munny. Of course, they didn’t get anything, but we had to deal with their complaining for at least half an hour after that… =.=; And then, the movie… Wow. The movie. I can’t even remember at all what it was about because no one would freakin’ SHUT UP! DX Here’s basically what it was like the whole time though: “Xeeeemnaaaaaas!!! I’m thiiirstyyyyy!” “Demyx, we’ve already been through this—” “I’m DYYYYIN’, THOUGH! C’mon, Xemmy – please?” “No.” “Please?” “No.” “PLEASE?!” “FINE! Here – take this and get yourself somethin’ to f[lalalaaaa...!~]in’ drink, alright?!” “FWEEEEE! MUNNY!” “Hey – how come HE gets to buy somethin?!” “Would you guys kindly shut the hell UP?!” “No – YOU shut up, Stupid-Head of… um… Whirlwind… LANCING!!!” A snort. “Nice comeback, Shorty.” “I AIN’T SHORT!” “CAN IT!” “Guys – calm down – it’s only the previews, alright?!” “PREVIEWS?! What the hell is THAT?! I don’t wanna see no PREVIEWED movie that other people have seen already! Those are the sloppy-seconds of—” “SAIX!” “QUIET!” “I can’t hear a f[honk!]ing thing!” “SHHH!” “Silence is golden, Number VII.” “Silence is golden?! Ain’t there any dialogue in this picture?! That’s okay – I got my own soundtrack. THIS SUCKS!” “No – YOU suck!” “This isn’t Open Mic Nite!” “I heard this movie got two thumbs up! My question is… Up WHAT?! OOOOH! Burn!” “Nice one, Xiggy! High-five!” “WHY DON’T YOU GO KILL YOURSELF?! “Hey, guys! I’m back!” “Oh, great. If it isn’t everyone’s favorite Waterboy!” “HUSH! The movie is starting!” -45 minutes later…- “Excuse me? Excuse me?! I-I have to go to the bathroom… Again.” “Get out of my way – I can’t see!” “Ya see – THIS is why I never let you have anything to drink!” “Is it my fault the small-sized drink is 164 OUNCES?!” “Suck it up! You’re a big boy—” “EMERGENCY! EMERGENCY!!!” “Sit down, you ******!” “Yeah!” “Out of the way!” “Shut up!” “Don’t yell at me! …I’ve got a nervous bladder… Oh, boy… Ahhhhhhh… That’s okay – I don’t need to go anymore.” “GROSS!!!” “Yup – I’m thirsty again!” “Brr-r-rr-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-ring…!~” “HANG UP THE F[ping!]ING PHONE!!!” “Turn that off!” “GOD – chill out everybody! I have to take this! It could be incredibly important! … Yo – what up, GURL?!” “CAN IT!” “Awww, nuthin’. What choo you doin’?” “PIPE DOWN!” “Oh, no way! I’m watchin’ that movie now, too!” “Shut UP!” “Oh, SNAP! We’re in the same theater!” “What up, Dawg’?” “What up, gurl?! Gawd – doesn’t this movie SUCK?! All the people here are *******S!” “WAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!! WAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!” “Hey! Hey, LADY! Shut that kid up!” “Don’t you tell me how to raise my child!” “I hate babies…” “Aw, C’MON! Take the little brat to the lobby!” “Why, I NEVER!” “Hey, guys! I’ve got an idea! Let’s throw popcorn at her until she f[arf!]s off?!” “READY!” “NO! I paid good munny for that!” “Fine, MOM!” “Don’t you talk to the Superior that way!” “Why don’t cha MAKE ME?!” “THAT’S IT! RAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUGHHHH!!!” “Wow – I didn’t know this was an action movie!” “… Ew… R-rated action movie…” “OH, GAWD! MY SPINE! PUT IT BACK IN! PUT IT BACK IN!!!” Yeeeeeeeah… Entertaining to say the least. Well, I’m tired of writing now. See ya next time, I guess… ~GGL ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ WTF? A diary entry by Luxord WITHOUT any major Xiggy stalking?! XD I'll make sure to fix that the next time. ( DUN, DUN, DUUUUN!!!! D= ) Stay tuned. ;D (If ya want. XD; ) Lord of the Wings, ~Leah.
How would you tell a person who was born blind Exactly what red is? What IS red? No more than a color? Or is it More? Love, Hate, Passion, Rage… So different… And yet, The same…? Or is it the warmth you feel when you step outside And feel the giving sun All over your skin? Perhaps the pain When your finger slips, And down falls The unforgiving knife on your hand? The shame you go through, When you realized your dancing Is as good as a Rabid monkey on speed? Or the triumph you feel when you’ve spent the whole night studying, and finally aced that test you never thought you’d be able to pass? What is red…? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I never do poetry, and this is exactly why. ._.; My teacher asked us this question in English one day before we read a story called "The Scarlet Ibis", and I've had it bouncing around in my skull ever since... X.x; So... today I was in a poetic mood, and...!~ I kinda just did it. Anyways, tell me what ya think. :sweatdrop: *narrowly dodges barrage of flaming torches* Lord of the Wings, ~Leah.
...... Now that I've got your attention... XD I made a shoe in German class today. It's real pretty. ._. But that's not the point! DX Um... Incase you haven't been to the Achive ina while, there's been a Christmas Special I'm working on that's been highlighted there for a while. XD I'm just bringin' it to your mind. XD Stay tuned, please, and enjoy! ( P.S., I'm deleting this as soon as the real one pops up. XD; ) 2Foxxie4U's Irrelevant \ Sleep Deprived Productions~ Lord of the Wings, ~Leah. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “I can't believe this, I can't believe this, I can't FREAKIN’ believe this…!” Demyx stomped out of Xigbar’s room, hot tears of anger brimming in his eyes. “This is all wrong…!” he whispered furiously as he sped down the halls. “They told me that they’d do it this year – they PROMISED! This most definitely is NOT the way Christmas is supposed to be…!” “And who are YOU to tell us what Christmas is and is not?” a voice hissed. Demyx gasped as someone rounded the corner and glared at him. “S…Saix…?” “Who says that Christmas is made of joy and happiness and goodwill?” he growled again. “When was it ever?” Demyx gulped and whimpered, “Th… That’s the way it’s supposed to be… Right…?” “Wrong,” Saix snapped. “Experience has taught me better. For most, Christmas is a time to suck up to each other with false brotherhood so that they can get everything they desire. And as soon as the blasted holiday is over, they go right back to being the same, two-faced bigots they really are!” He chuckled humorlessly. “No, no, my boy – Christmas brings nothing but pain.” “That’s not true!” Demyx shot back, his eyes narrowing. “Oh?” Saix inquired, raising his eyebrows. “Then tell me. When’s the last time YOU’VE been even remotely happy during the season?” “………” Demyx looked down. “… Never… B-But, I know they exist! It’s NOT all a lie!” “Look around you, you naive, little fool!” Saix shouted with a bitter laugh. “THIS is as good as Christmas gets! Around here, and EVERYWHERE ELSE in our multi-verse! Christmas is nothing but a SHAM!” Tears welled up in Demyx’s eyes. “But—!” Saix suddenly snapped back to his anger again. He shoved Demyx against a wall, and stabbed his finger into the boy’s chest, snarling. “Hear me, boy…” he growled. “And hear me well. There is NO. SUCH. THING… As a Merry Christmas.” Suddenly, everything went black. For a while, everything was still… And then, a scream pierced through the darkness. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Coming soon in a forum near you. 12\24\07
No one really cares about me anymore\ pays any attention to me. ._.; SO! To boost my popularity again, I'll be posting at least 10 times in the Spamzone everyday, KAYZ - lolz, okayz. XD; *dies* Gawd, I feel awful today... D=
It be a petition. About how Final Mix should've been released in North America. SIGN IT, AND I'LL GIVE YOU COOKIES!!! D= http://www.petitiononline.com/kh2fmus/petition.html
Warning: Crack. Boredom does things to people. =.=; Sorry for the profanity wherever it lies. Whe I originally made this, it was for a site without bleep-age. XD 2Foxxie4U's Irrelevant \ Sleep Deprived Productions~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Introduce yourselves. Xemnas: Hello, mortals. It is I, Xemnas, Number I of the Organization you are all so fond of, and the Superior of all Nobodies. I like nothing and hearts. Why don’t you give me yours – you obviously don’t need it. =D Xigbar: Sup, dudes – ‘tis me, Teh Xigster! ;D I like fast-food (the greasier the better! ;D), shooting things, pissin off Saix, hangin’ out with my buds, datin’ chicks, and getting drunk. ‘Specially that last one. Xaldin: … Hello, I’m Xaldin, The Whirlwind Lancer. I like… Uh… Cooking, doing hair, and stabbing things. And dancing. I hate doing dishes. Period. Make me clean, and YOU’RE the one getting’ stabbed. Vexen: I have research. >.> Lexaeus: Oh boy, here we go… Okay, uh, hey I’m Lexaeus, Number V of the Organization. I like reading manga, working out, and, uh…Um… hanging out with my two “friends” Zexion and Vexen… Alright, so we’re done now, right? Zexion: I’m not emo. That is all. Axel: YO! It’s me, Axel! I like to think I’m the most popular member of this joint. =3 I like cooking, fire, shiny things, and hangin’ with my two best buds Demyx and Roxas. I’m also a bit of a lady’s man. ;D It’s just a matter of time before Larxene falls prey to my natural charm… ;D I like a challenge. >3 Saix: … The dumbass author skipped me… >.> Anyways, I’m Saix. I like doing things for the Superior, and staring at the moon. Do not ask me why. I will go Berserk on your ***. Demyx: HEY, THAR! =D I’m Demyx! I like, um… Music, and swimming, and my sitar, and my friends Roxas, Axel, and Xigbar, and Atlantica – I hate the Underworld, BTW – but I also like cheese, and puppies, and… Holy crap… did I really just say all that? D= Luxord: Yes, Demyx… Yes, you did. and you screamed it ALL right into my ear, too. >.<; Anyways, I’m Luxord. You may know me as the Gambler of Fate. I like munny, and playing cards. That’s it. ………*blush* Marluxia: I LIKE FLOWERZ! =D And pink! ^_____^ And for some odd reason, I happen to be a little obsessed with ruling the world… IDK why. XD Larxene: Marly, shut up. I’m the one to be ruling the world. Anyways, I’m Larxene a.k.a. the only girl in the Organization XIII. Contrary to popular belief, I’m quite easy to get along with, as long as you don’t get on my bad side and make me have to kick your *** all up and down the street. ^-^ I like training, mauling stupid people, torturing stupid people, castrating stupid people and thunderstorms. Bwah hahahahahahaaa…!~ Roxas: I hate being called short… =.=; Just throwin’ that out there. Cool! So, are you a handsome devil/she-devil? Xemnas: Yes, I’d think so. Xigbar: Sho’ nuff. =3 Xaldin: Yes. No matter WHAT those crazy, bishie-loving fangirls say. I’M SEXY IN MY OWN WAY, DEMMIT! D< Vexen: Don’t know, don’t care. Lexaeus: … No… ;~; Zexion: Meh. *shrugs* Saix: >.> Axel: Totally... HOT!!! *makes hissing sound* Tsssssssss...!~ ;D Demyx: HANDSOME?! You really think so?! =’D Luxord: Obviously, not handsome enough… ;~; *curls up into emo corner* Marluxia: Hellz yeah. =3 Larxene: I guess… Hard to believe I’m not when Axel keeps hounding me like this… >.> Roxas: Sure – why not? Makes me look good, I guess. ^^; What's your sexuality? Xemnas: *cough* Uh… Next question, please? >.>;;; Xigbar: … *whistles~* Xaldin: Awkward question. Bi, with a female preference. Vexen: Like I really care. I have no need for things as foolish as LOVE. >.> Lexaeus: … *gives you THAT look* Zexion: What’s it matter to you? >.> Saix: … *goes Berserk, and mauls the living **** out of you* Axel: Bi with a female preference. So how ‘bout it, Larxe—*punch’t* Demyx: Straight! ^-^ Luxord: Uh… *coughgaycoughcough* Marluxia: Honey, with me, ya never know. ;D Larxene: Straight, though I’m NOT interested in jerkwad, pretty-boys like AXEL. >.> Roxas: Uh… Straight. ... Yes. Okay. What do people think of you? Xemnas: I think that the only one of my subordinates who really pays any attention to my eloquent, if a bit long winded, speeches would be Saix. The rest are particularly rude, insensitive, and callous! Especially when— Xigbar: I like to think that I’m a popular guy around here. ^-^ Maybe not as famous as, say, Axel, but definitely up there, ya know? =D Xaldin: Who cares? Vexen: Ditto. Lexaeus: They see me as the quite big brother that’s always around. I think. I hope. Zexion: They think I’m emo. And it pisses me off. >.> Saix: They think I’m a short-fused psychopath that would rip them to shreds at any given second. Which, granted, I am… Axel: Chicks dig me. Period. Demyx: They see me as a hyper A.D.H.D. sufferer who likes water and music… But I can be deep when I wanna! D= Honest! Luxord: I can tell they don’t think much… Marluxia: I can’t seem to understand why, just because I like PINK and FLOWERS, everyone thinks I’m gay! I mean, really, people, that’s TOTALLY stereotyping the gay community! HEY! In Japan, pink is a macho color, and so are Sakura petals! So technicly I'm the most manly of the group! But is there EVER anyone going around sayin’, “OMG – MARLY IS SO FRICKIN’ MANLY AND MACHO AND AWESOME AND BLAHBLAHBLAH”?! NO!!! D< Larxene: They think that I’m nothing but a cruel *****. Shame on you guys! shame on you all! D=< Roxas: … Iunno. I’m cool, I guess? What physical attribute of yours do you like the most? Xemnas: I take great pride in my remarkable tan. =3 Xigbar: Good question. Uh… My smile. :D Xaldin: Ain’t it obvious? O.o; My HAIR. XD *flips* I also take great pride in my sideburns. =3 Vexen: My age. Unlike SOME people, I embrace the fact that I’m over 35. >.> Lexaeus: My muscles… Zexion: My eyes. Saix: No one really looks at me, anyway… *broods* Axel: My hair. Which is better than Xaldin’s. >.> Demyx: My vooooice…!~ Luxord: Hmmm… I rather like my goatee and my multiple piercings. Marluxia: MY HAIR! =D Larxene: My hair. Wow… Is there an echo in here? Fine. Then I’ll just put something cheesy like “the fact I’m the only one with boobs” or something. >.> Roxas: I can name one thing I DON’T like. My SIZE! Virgin? (HEY! I'M not the ones who came up with the questions, m'kay? XD; ) Xemnas: … *quiet for the first time in months* Xigbar: Diggin’ down really deep, aren’t we…? ^-^; *avoids eyes* Xaldin: Nope. Vexen: <<>> Meh… No use denying it. (BWAH HAHAHAAHAAA!!! EVERYONE LAUGH AT THE BIG, FAT 40 YEAR OLD VIRGIN!!! XDDDDD *frozen solid*) Lexaeus: … No comment. Zexion: May I plead the 5th? Saix: … Well, if you HAVE to know, I’m not. >.> Axel: … *rubs arm awkwardly* Well… No, I’m not… definitely not… Demyx: Yes. Luxord: I’m, uh… waiting for the, uh, right person… =D; Marluxia: … No… No, I’m not… Larxene: *growls* Mind ya own damned business! D< Roxas: Yeah… *rubs head awkwardly* Is the glass half full or half empty? Xemnas: It’s nothing. NOTHING! NOTHINGNESS IS ETERNAL! Therefore... The cup must be ETERNAL!!!!!!!! BWAH HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA-- Xigbar: Half full, dude. Xaldin: Half empty. Vexen: Half empty. Lexaeus: Half full. Zexion: It has absolutely nothing to do with life. STFU. Saix: Half empty. Axel: GWAAAAAHHHH!!!! WATER! D= *curls up in fetal position* So cold... So wet... Make the bad stuff go away...! ;~; Demyx: YAAAAY! WATER! =D *throws a party* Luxord: It’s, uh…*looks to see what Xigbar put* Half full, most def. ^-^ Marluxia: Half full. Larxene: I hate water. Can’t it be a glass full of hot sauce or something? Roxas: Half empty. Do you have a secret crush? Xemnas: Not that I know of... Wait - would Kindom Hearts count? Xigbar: Say what? O.o; Xaldin: I wouldn't tell you even if I did. >.> Vexen: .............. Research. Lexaeus: Uh... No. Zexion: *blushes* Well... I happen to have a magazine full of them... If you get my drift. *sly smile* Saix: *growls* ........... (Berserkmode activated in 5.... 4.... 3...) Axel: If you haven't figured it out by now, you're even stupider than that kid Sor-- Demyx: Uh... I... used to, but... Luxord: ....... Uh... Ehhehhehheh--- CRUSH?! What crush?! I don't have a crush, I-I mean... What is this... "CRUSH" you speak of, cuz, really, I-I've never-- SHUT UP! I don't HAVE one, okay?! STOP PRESSURING ME!!!!! D< *mauls* Marluxia: Honey, the only person I'm in love with is myself. Hellz yeah. ;D Larxene: Yes, but I'm not telling YOU who it is. >.> Roxas: Well... This is this ONE girl... *blush* I've had enough now... Any last words? Demyx: ROCK LOB-STAH! XD Saix: Demyx, SHUT THE HELL UP! D< Roxas: Don’t you talk to my friend that way! Zexion: I wanna go home… *leaves* Saix: WHAT WAS THAT, SHORTY?! D< Roxas: ;~; STOP CALLIN’ ME SHORT!!! D‘X *curls up into fetal position* Lexaeus: Increase the peace with hot butter grease. Xemnas: Precisely, Number V. Let us be intelligent, my beloved minions, and reconcile our perceptible differences aside, and compensate a solution for success. Axel: ……… *brain blows a fuse* Saix: … Agreed, Superior. *puts away claymore* Marluxia: *coughcoughsuckupcough* Saix: *draws claymore again* I HEARD THAT! D< Marluxia: You wanna piece of me? BETCH?! Saix: Bring it on, Pinky, BRING IT ON!!! Demyx: No, peoples… Let’s be smart, and bring it OFF. Larxene: … *shoots him with a gi-normous bolt of lightning* Get off the stage, loozer. >.> Demyx: WAAAAH! The mean lady shockeded me! ;~; Xiggy, beat her up for me, please…? ;~; Xigbar: Whoa – hey. Don’t you bring ME into this… O.o; Luxord: YEAH! He’s got BETTER things to do. Like… Me giving him an almost-naked-but-infuriatingly-covered-up-with-a-towel-on-the-crown-jewels massage? =D; Xigbar: … Sure, why not? *shrugs* Luxord: EEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!! XDDDDDDD *STEALS* Larxene: … *summons kunai* You were sayin’, Waterboy…? =3 Roxas: *jumps out of fetal position* Hey, you leave him alone! Xaldin: THIS is gonna be good. *grabs popcorn* Vexen: Is this even worth the watch? =.=; Lexaeus: Nope. *they both leave* Marluxia: … So… Ninja fight to the death, anyone? Saix: HELLZ YEAH! Roxas: HELLZ YEAH! Lexaeus: HELLZ YEAH! Xemnas: Okay. Axel: HELLZ YEAH! Larxene: HELLZ YEAH! Xaldin: HELLZ YEAH! Demyx: No thanks – but I’ll watch. ^-^ *watch as they start turning each other into living confetti* Well, th-th-th-th-th-th-th-that’s all, folks! And remember! ;D Show class, not your— Axel: ASSAULT!!!! DX *grlyscrm0rz* Larxene: *EBIL CACKLEZ* >D ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Xemnas had a moment, Xigbar's about to get raep't, ( XD ) Xaldin's currently got Roxas in a choke hold, Vexen is boring, Lex-man is whacking Xemnas on the back with his tomahawk, Zexion is ALSO boring, Saix is a suck-up, Axel had a bad flashback from his initiation days, Demyx is both straight, AND a virgin (for you ladiez... ;D), Luord's about to get lucky ;D, Marluxia's sexuality is STILL unknown, Larxene isn't interested, Roxas spazzes whever someone calls him short... AND THE CUP IS ETERNAL! >DDDDD ........... Don't I have something to be doing right now...? D= Lord of the Wings, ~Leah.
who is leaving the sight, and our beloved RP... ;~; Treah, mah homez, I will miss you like the sun misses the dawn! You were a spectacular Vexen, an awesome RPer, and a great friend. I'm just sorry life came between us like this... We might find another Vexen to fill the gap, we might not. But just know your legacy will never be replaced. Sorry the speech was so long - here's the picture now. (On dA cuz I'm too lazy to mess with Photobucket right now.) And, yeah, I know the eyes are kinda lopsided - I was drawing the left one with my head tilted to the side for some reason, then, as soon as I saw the mistake, didn't feel like erasing it. XD; Hope ya like it anyways! =D *hugs* Lord of the Rings, ~Leah
