......... Uh..... Yeah... I'm back. I... Think. ....................... Ish.... ness. ........................................... *crickets chirping* ;~; *hides*
Yeah. I'm leavin' for a bit, too. MAYBE for good... Maybe... But probably not. Why? Well, it's not like it comes across as a suprise to most of you, anyways... =.=; I'm hardly ever on. I hardly have any TIME to get on. And when I DO have time, I don't feel like it because I already know there's nothing here for me anymore. I'm pretty much forgotten. And don't deny it. It's completely true. If you're someone who reads my stories, don't be alarmed. I'll continue 'em just for ya'll, but now my updating speed will be even MORE epic-ly slow. XD I'll also still be in that old dinosaur of an RP, too. Just for you, Adam. XDDD If you're just some one who likes to hang out with me and stuff... Well, uh... I guess you could e-mail me or chat with me on MSNM. AIM is completely out-of-the-question. I can't work that thing for the life of me. :sweatdrop: Plus, I still go on dA. Whatever. PM me for details and crap. XDDDD So... Yeah. That's it, I guess. Lord of the Wings, ~Leah.
Hi, there! =D I'm sure you've heard of me - I'm Foxxie, the maker of all those really... Uh... "special" Organization stories? XD Well, if you like my stories, then have I got an RP for you! This is basically an enlisting thread that I and a few friends have decided to make for the old RP in the Real-life rpg Zone. The thread creator, Mari, has left the forum (I think...), so, to keep it alive, we've decided to make another front page for it! ^-^ This ol' dinosaur has been an inspiration to multiple of my stories, and might even contain sneak peeks of ones to come if you know where to look. ;D So I'd like it a lot if ya joined! ^-^ Like the title, this is an Organization XIII RP... It starts out as a regular, lax day in the lives of our beloved members, but then... weird things start happening. Vexen somehow gets changed into a woman, Demyx, Luxord and Xigbar get turned into five year olds, Marluxia starts acting all... weird, and there's been a mysterious silver-haired man stalking around lately... As far as the rest of the Organization is concerned, though, nothing has changed, and they continue on like normal. =3 (Until they find out, that is... XD) For example: So basically its a Real-Life RPG, But you're a member of the organization. Setting: At Castle Oblivion. Everyone, including Roxas is there. An average day as always. No Sora or anyone with a heart in miles. List: I. Xemnas - JackS27 II. Xigbar - 2Foxxie4U III. Xaldin - Anwita01 IV. Vexen - Cissnei_X_Tseng V. Lexaeus - Captain Kuchiki VI. Zexion - Nymph of Destiny VII. Sai'x - 2Foxxie4U VIII. Axel - Hissora IX. Demyx - FoxyGrimReapess X. Luxord - FoxyGrimReapess XI. Marluxia - Twilight_Dreams XII. Larxene - *TwilightNight* XIII. Roxas - Twilight--XIII Those with OPEN are available. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ JOINING? Then I have to say this. If your joining, PLEASE don't post the application or ask in the original RP. Post it HERE, or PM me. If you don't, then you're automatically disqualified for joining since you couldn't even read this little paragraph. Please fill in an application below and send me a PM: NAME: CHARACTER NAME; AGE: HOBBIES: WHY YOU WANT TO JOIN: (Optional) SAMPLE OF RPing: Since there will be a list of people wanting to participate, choosing a person for one character will be hard. It won't be 1st come 1st serve. D= If you give a good reason why you want to join and prove yourself a worthy member, then I'll put you up here. If not, then I'm sorry and will have to decline the application. It's nothing personal - I just belive there are better players out there. D= To join, you must be literate. XEMNAS AGE: Immortal youth; stopped counting at 40 HOBBIES:Talking to Kingdom Hearts; Using 27 words when 1 will do; Making lightsaber noises when using his hand-lasers; Writing cheesy romance novels under a fake name. PLAYER: JackS27 XIGBAR AGE: 5 HOBBIES: mischeif, using the other members as target practice, slacking off, doing his "world famous" impressions, and hanging out with Luxord. PLAYER: 2Foxxie4U XALDIN AGE: 30 HOBBIES: Drinking sake, stabbing and cutting things, drinking sake, stabbing, poking and cuting things and making paper replicas of the Organization members' weapons. PLAYER: Anwita01 VEXEN AGE: 20 HOBBIES: Experimenting, reading, writing, drinking coffee. PLAYER: Cissnei_X_Tseng LEXAEUS AGE: 22 HOBBIES: Keeping quiet, improving strength, fighting, hanging out with Zexion PLAYER: Captain Kuchiki ZEXION AGE: 18 HOBBIES: Reading, studying, experimenting, and writing poetry/stories. PLAYER: Nymph of Destiny SAI'X AGE: 32 HOBBIES: Staring at the moon, avoiding others, preforming numerous tasks for the Superior, ect. PLAYER: 2Foxxie4U AXEL AGE: 21 HOBBIES: Burning things, ranting, shopping, sarcasm, all that jazz. =3 PLAYER: Hissora DEMYX AGE: 5 HOBBIES: Water manipulation, bothering Zexion, listening to music, bothering Xigbar, praticing playing his sitar, bothering Lexeaus PLAYER: FoxyGrimReapess LUXORD AGE: 5 HOBBIES: Gambling with others. Mostly likes to play strip poker, but he's lately found a new hobby with gambling online... PLAYER: FoxyGrimReapess MARLUXIA AGE: 20 HOBBIES: tending to the my flowers, secretly planning to take over the organization (oops, did I just reveal that?), and occasionally torturing Demyx. PLAYER: Twilight_Dreams LARXENE AGE: 19 HOBBIES: Reading books, writing, listening to music, torturing certain people physically or with mind games, annoy much of her comrades, by also crossing their personal borders, and simply relax, watching the sky calmly. PLAYER: *TwilightNight* ROXAS AGE: 15 HOBBIES: Eating sea-salt ice cream, hanging out with Axel and Demyx, daydreaming, not getting into trouble... and most other average young-teen activities. PLAYER: Twilight--XIII ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ RULES: 1) NO GOD MODDING: That means making other people do things without them asking or playing invinsable and not letting any touch you while you go off killing everyone. XD You only get to control your character. 2) DEDICATION: Don't sign up if your only going to post once, plzkthnx... ;~; 3) FOLLOW THE FORUM RULES: Don't double post, or spam. If you want to join, see if the list is open and PM me. 4) Literacy is the key to an awesome plot. That means no 1337 or n00b talk. And try to make your posts up to 3 sentences long, unless you're in a conversation, please. 5) If you don't reply in the RP for up to 2 months with no notice, you're automatically removed from the list. 6) One of our members is suffering from poor eyesight, and can't see what's written very well unless it's in bold print and size 2 (or above) font. ^-^ Please be considerate and edit your words for her. ^-^ 7) HAVE FUN! ^_^ The general rules on Other Characters: *OCs can be created for story reasons. *A player can have as many incidental characters as they wish (i.e. the dude that gives them a funny look), but no more than two "main" characters in any one story arc. *If a player plans to keep an OC character around for longer than a story arc or two, they have to clear it with us (2Foxxie4U and JackS27) first. Getting rid of someone and bringing them back months later is usually okay. *A player can make a post following just their OC character, but only very very rarely. They must post as their organization member more often. *NO Sora, NO Riku, NO Kairi, and NO made up Org XIV and so forth. *Disney characters and other liscenced characters are allowed, but in moderation. *Above All: THIS IS AN ORGANIZATION XIII RP AND MUST THEREFORE CENTER AROUND THE ORG CHARACTERS MORESO THAN ANY OTHER. Also, if you want to play a character that no one is signing up for, you may send me a second application for them, too, even if you're already controling one other Organization member. But ONLY if no one is trying to sign up as them. Sorry, but NO, you can't control 2 Oganization members and 2 orginal characters at the same time. =D Note: the RP will not be taking place in this thread! Do NOT post any RPing in this thread or else you will be BALLIMINATED! D=< Link to the original RP...!~ As soon as you're on the list, you're free to post in the original thread. Have fun!~ =D Lord of the Wings, ~Leah.
If quizzes are quizzical, then what are tests? *stares* ...........................
／l、 ﾞ（ﾟ､ ｡ 7 l、ﾞ ~ヽ じしf_, )ノ .......................... It will take over the world one day. >.> *can't believe she actually wasted people's time liek this - lolz* XDDD
Whatever. XD It's not like it was a secret, anyways... XD; Buuuut, if it's bothering you, just tell a mod and I guess it can be BALLEETED! BUT TELL ME FIRST SO I CAN SAVE IT! D= *only the SNEAKY people understand what that means* <<>> If you're a fan of the famous "If Organization XIII Uses AIM" story, it's coming along slowly but surely. XD Thanks to everyone who gave me their ideas (even though some of you didn't do it like I asked... ;P ) - even if you find out I didn't use yours. When I see other people's ideas, it helps jolt my mind back into its creative zone and I can start making some of my OWN ideas again. XD So, yeah... Thanks again. XD WooooOOOooOoOooOoOoOoOOoooooOOooow.... I got off-topic THAT fast. :sweatdrop: About THIS fanfiction. Uh... It's gonna seem weird ( what else is new? XD; ), but, I guaranteed you it's worth the read. XD; This seemed simple at first, but the more I thought about it, the more complecated it became. XD *isn't exactly sure where it'll end* Don't worry - you'll see soon enough. ;D ENJOY! :yelling: 2Foxxie4U's Irrelevant \ Sleep Deprived Productions~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Target Practice!!! Chapter one: How it all Began... “WAAAAH! No, Xaldin, NO! Give it BACK you…! YOU…!” “Gotta catch me, first! Heh – SLOW POKE!” Luxord was sitting on one of the couches in the main room of The Castle That Never Was, reading a book as Axel frantically chased Xaldin around the room. His legs were casually dangling off the arm of one end, and he was leaning on the arm of the other as he read. The man rolled his eyes. “Idiots…” he grumbled. Suddenly, Xigbar portalled in, rubbing his temples. “Guys, keep it down…!” he grumbled. “You’re giving me a frickin’ head-ache!” Since the two playing ring-around-the-couch didn’t stop running, he took a little time to examine the scene. The two paused from their chase, and glared at each other from the other ends of the sofa. That’s when Xigbar noticed something in Xaldin’s hand... It sorta looked like a Larxene plushy… Suddenly, Xigbar knew what this was all about. He turned to Luxord and chuckled, “This looks like it's gonna be good…” Then, the Freeshooter went back to watching. Luxord found himself thankful he didn’t stop the two when he had the chance. He grinned, and sat up, pretending to watch the scene, but really averting his gaze to Xigbar’s butt. Axel's face was just as red as his hair; he looked really angry... and helpless... Almost like he was going to cry with rage. Xaldin, on the other hand, looked as giddy as a sugar-addict lost in a forest… of sugar cane. “Give it back! NOW!” screamed Axel. “No, I think I'll hold on to it for a while, thank you…” smirked Xaldin. Axel's hands lit up with fire. “I said… NOW!” he growled. Xaldin gasped with mock terror and thrust the Larxene plushy in front of him. “Oh noes!” he squealed in a high pitched voice. “What ever will happen to Larxene Jr., here?!” he teased, grinning cruelly. Axel released the flames, stared at the plushy wantingly, then dove at it once more in a desperate attempt to get it back. Xaldin jumped back still laughing with glee. Axel finally sighted the 2 onlookers and said, “Uh… Uh…! Please help!” “Good lord – you must be REALLY desperate to ask XIGBAR for help!” Xaldin chortled. Luxord stood up, wanting to help a little. Even as amusing as this sight was, Axel had done him no harm. He stood up, and whispered in Xigbar’s ear, “So what do you think? Should we help him…?” “Nah – let me handle this…” Xigbar answered, with a casual wave of his hand. Luxord nodded, silently. He’s so cunning…! he thought secretly. The Freeshooter turned to Axel, who was frantically jumping at the plushy which Xaldin had placed barely above reach with his wind powers – so close Axel’s hands literally could brush against it. “C’mon’, Spiky! You can get it! Jump for it!!!” the man taunted. Xigbar waited patiently until Axel’s frustration was at its peak, then announced, “Okay, Red, we’ll help ya out…” Axel whipped his head toward him, face filled with happiness. Xaldin also looked, surprised that Xigbar, out of all people, was going to help. “… Buuuut, first you gotta do stuff for us, too.” Axel’s expression turned a little sourer, but after a quick glance at his floating Larxene plushy, he quickly nodded and said, “Yeah, yeah, whatever you want!” Xigbar looked back at Luxord. “You want anything right now…?” he asked, grinning mischievously. Did he? What kind of question was that?! Of COURSE he wanted something! But it was something that Axel would never be able to give him… He shook his head, viciously. “No, I’m good,” he insisted, folding his arms, moodily. Xigbar blinked. “… WHAT?!” The blonde raised an eyebrow. “Uh… Did I say something wrong…?” “Did you—?! Look here, man…” Xigbar slung his arm around Luxord’s shoulder, and pulled him down into a crouching position. “We've got a Class A idiot here,” he pointed to Axel, who was chasing Xaldin again for his lost prize, “who's willing to do WHATEVER it takes to get ONE stupid doll back, and you don't want ONE thing from him?!” His face was so close to Luxord’s that their noses were almost touching. “Now, don’t you think that’s a bit silly…?” he asked, quirking an eyebrow, and giving one of his signature sly smiles. The blonde could literally feel his inner Luxord drowning in a pool of nose-blood. Deep breaths…! he ordered himself as he felt himself get a little lightheaded. He straightened himself up, took a few deep breaths as suggested from before, smoothed out his cloak and gave a shaky, “N-No…” With that, he took off toward his room, biting his bottom lip so hard that he thought it might bleed. Xigbar watched him take off, completely confused. “Dude… It was JUST a freakin’ question…” he grumbled. He turned back to see Axel completely in tears, begging Xaldin to give the plushy back. Xigbar shouted, “Alright! I'll take you up on your little offer! But, first, you have to become my slave for an entire…” he paused, thinking it over. “2 weeks.” “2 WEEKS?!” “Take it or never get your Larxene back…~” “Okay!” Axel sighed. “Okay... Just... get it, okay?” “NOT SO FAST!” Xaldin shouted abruptly. When the two turned back to him, they saw all of his 6 sharp lances circling the little Larxene. “Move and the plushy GETS IT!” he growled. Axel let out a degradingly high-pitched scream. Xigbar sighed and pulled out one of his guns calmly, and started approaching him. “Come on…” he started. “We both know that if you speared that plushy, Axel would have nothing left to hold him back from fryin' your ***.” Xaldin glanced at Axel who was now standing up a little taller as a new light began to dawn on the matter. “Yeah…?” answered Xaldin. “Well, he still can't do anything right now cuz he's scared to hurt the stupid doll.” Axel slumped down again and gave a humiliated, “Plushy...” “Whatever.” Xaldin rolled his eyes. “True... But I can...” shot back Xigbar. Axel gasped a little and sent him a "WHAT'RE YOU DOIN?!" look, but Xiggy ignored it. Xaldin shook his head. “You'll have to go through the plushy first.” “There's plenty enough room to go around it.” “You can't shoot THAT well.” Xiggy responded by shooting just above Xaldin's head. Xaldy winced, and then gasped as one of his locks came floating down. Xiggy cupped his hand around his ear. “Come again?!” Xaldy finally hurled the plushy at Axel, who caught it with a squeal of delight. The Whirlwind Lancer stormed off, grumbling venomous words to himself as he went. Xiggy watched him go and then turned to Axel, who was lovingly cuddling his plushy. “Ahem… I believe we had a deal…?” Axel looked up, surprised. “You mean… NOW?!” “Uh… Yeah.” Axel sighed and shoved the plushy in his pocket. “Okay… Let's go…” he mumbled. ****************************** Luxord raised an eyebrow. He had eavesdropped on the whole conversation by pressing his ear to the wall and listening intently. And what he heard alarmed him greatly. “Slave…? Just what kinda… ‘slave’ does Xigbar mean…?!” Suddenly, his eyes widened. “W-Wait… SURELY he doesn’t mean… THAT kinda slave!” He suddenly found himself rolling on the ground, wailing with regret, cursing out Axel with every word known to man, and wishing if only, if only it were HIM! “Damn you Axel!” he seethed. “You can’t do this to me! He’s MINE, damnit!” He got up, muttering to himself. “I am NOT gonna let this happen… Not gonna let this hap—” He froze. Footsteps. “Someone’s coming… It HAS to be them!” He pressed his ear against the door, and, sure enough, he heard Axel and Xigbar’s voices clear as day. The blonde’s eyes lit up in a passionate flame of envy. I’ll show this guy what happens when he messes with ME…! he thought, clutching the door handle tightly. The plan was that he’d time it just right so that, just when Axel was walking by, he’d shove it open, and the door would slam in his face. PERFECT! But for then, he just had to play the waiting game… ****************************** Axel trailed behind Xigbar, dragging his hand along the wall. An uncomfortable silence settled around them. “So… What kinda stuff will I be doing as your personal slave…?” he asked in a slightly bored tone. Xigbar was silent a while, then answered, “Does it matter? You already agreed, ya know. Can't take it back now.” “Well… I just want to be prepared…” Xigbar grinned then turned back to Axel. “Trust me, nothing can prepare you for THAT!” Axel stopped for a second, gulped, then reluctantly followed after the Freeshooter. He’d hardly gone a step before— SLAM!!! “YEOW! God-damnit…! Aghhh…!” Xigbar whirled around to see Axel stumbling out from behind a door, rubbing his nose frantically. His whole face seemed a bright, vivid red, and his eyes were watering like crazy. “LUXORD?!” the victim cried in a pinched voice. Luxord put on his best apologetic face, silently thanking his many games of poker for his excellent acting abilities. “Aw, I’m sorry, mate! Didn’t know you were there! Completely my fault…” He walked out of the room, and shut the door, barely concealing his urge to laugh. Axel glared at Luxord. “Yeah, right…” he grumbled. “I bet he did it on purpose…” He was just irritated, though. He didn't REALLY know Luxord MEANT to hit him. Xigbar crossed his arms, impatiently. “Are you okay?” he asked. “Yeah…” Axel mumbled, still rubbing his nose. “I think so…” “Alright, then. Let's go on.” Luxord screeched to a stop. BLAST!!!! Okay – time for plan B. “♪ EVERYBODY DANCE, NOW!~ ♪” Suddenly, the two heard a boom box start blasting. They blinked, and turned around to see Luxord dancing crazily to C&C’s “Gonna Make You Sweat (Everybody Dance Now)”. He did everything from doing back flips, break-dancin', the worm, some kinda ******ing thing that looked like a cross between one of Michael Jackson and MC Hammer’s moves, even just hopping up and down in place. ANYTHING to stall. Axel took one look at him, and immediately began to crack up. Xigbar just watched with one eyebrow raised. “Uh… Blondie, what the hell are you doing?” he asked. Axel fell on the ground rolling with laughter. “Oh, god – air…! Air…!” he gasped, giggling. “What?” asked Luxord, doing the robot. “Is it really so wrong for a man to express himself throughout the miracle of dance?” Xigbar slapped his forehead, and dragged his hand down. Finally, he sighed. Blondes… what’re ya gonna do…? “No, I guess it isn't.” he grumbled, rolling his eyes. He would have LOVED to chew out Luxord some more, but he didn't really feel like wasting the time. He walked over to Axel (who was still laughing himself into a coma), picked him up, and slung the redhead over his shoulder. “Come on now, Axel,” he muttered. “We’re wasting time.” The smile melted off Axel's face. “H-Hey, wait! You don’t have any right—” “Personal slave, remember…?” “…” “Oh mai gawd – IS THAT A SHROOM?!” Luxord, who was getting a wee bit desperate now, had resorted to screaming random stuff. Axel blinked. “Wha—?” “Keep going…” Xigbar instructed, not even looking back. “WAITWAITWAITWAITWAITWAITWAIT!!!!!!!!” Luxord jabbered, scrambling up to them. He held up a deck of cards in one hand. “XigbaryawannaseeaneetcardtrickIpickedup?!” he blabbered much too fast to understand. “It’sreallyreallycool! PLEASE?!” “NO!” Xigbar snapped, shoving him into a wall. “Sorry…!” Axel called weakly after him. “OW! Xigbar careful! I bruise easily, ya know! I’m like a peach!” “C’mon, then, Peaches…!~” Luxord slumped against the wall, absolutely drowning in self-pity. There’s no way to stop him…! Damn it… Damn it all to hell…! In a completely desperate attempt to keep Xigbar from going into his room, the blonde pounced on his leg, sobbing, “Noooo…! Don’t GO, Xigbar! Dun LEEEEAVE…! He’s not good enough for you-hooo…!” Xigbar gasped, and began shaking his leg viciously. “HEY! Let me go you FREAK!” “Noooooooooo………!” “What’s going on?!” an alarmed Axel cried. He tried to crane his neck back to see what was happening. “Nuuu, Xiggy, DOOOON’T!!! Take me instead! Take me, instead…! WAAAAAAH!!!” Xigbar rolled his eyes. I get it now – he must’ve figured out what I’m gonna do with the kid… No one would wanna go through it willingly… Xigbar gave another attempt at shaking the blonde off to no avail. “L-Look… I’m not – I’m NOT gonna hurt him, okay?!” he stammered. “… Much…” he added under his breath. Axel gasped. “WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO TO ME?!” “NOW look at what you did!” sighed Xigbar. Luxord continued to cling to his leg like a human leech, sniffling. Suddenly, Xigbar gasped. “Oh my god! Over there!!! Is that… RUM?!” Luxord jumped to his feet, and whirled around. “WHERE?!” “See ya, Lux!” Luxord blinked, and turned around. “Wait – wha—?!” SLAM! Xigbar was gone into his room. Luxord blinked stupidly. BLAST!!! ****************************** “Now tell me, what are we doing?” Axel asked, looking up and examining Xigbar's room. It had lava lamps all over the place, a huge TV on one side of the wall, pictures of motorcycles and hot babes all over the walls, and a huge window right beside Xiggy's bed. Xigbar sighed, closing his eyes for a moment. Then he craned his neck back to stare at Axel for a few minutes, his expression unreadable. “Before we do ANYTHING, let’s get one thing straight,” he muttered. “Whatever I tell you to do, do it; no question, no hesitation. Capeshe?” Axel blinked. “Wait, why?” A sly grin spread on his face, slowly. Suddenly, he burst out laughing maniacally, as he strode off in the direction of the bed. Axel's pupils shrank to the size of rice grains; he gulped. SURELY, he doesn't mean to...! Weakly, he repeated, “Xiggy…? What are we doing…?” Xigbar only smirked, as if hiding a dirty secret. Axel just stared, a shocked look on his face. HE DOES!!!!! Suddenly, he bared his teeth, his eyes welling up. “But…! But you can't DO this!!!” “Watch me.” “But, I don't wanna—!” “You said you'd be my slave, and last time I checked, you also said you wouldn’t ask any questions…” “But…!” Axel slumped down on Xigbar's shoulder, tears running down his face. “I'll be scarred for life…” “Your problem, not mine. Don't make promises ya can't keep.” Axel inhaled to say something else, but Xigbar roughly slung the redhead down on the bed before anything COULD be said. “Shud-dap… No more talking now, okay?” Xigbar growled, still grinning. Axel started to prop himself up, only to get pushed back down by the older man. Xigbar began walking his fingers up from Axel's stomach. “Starting today…” the Freeshooter purred, “your name is no longer ‘Axel’. It's...” The redhead shut his eyes as Xigbar's fingers stopped at his collar. “It's………” Suddenly, Xigbar's hands snatched up Axel's collar. He reached over the redhead and knocked the window beside the bed wide open. “Huh…?!” Axel's eyes snapped back open, confused. Xigbar’s grin got even wider. He arched his arm back, hurled a screaming Axel out of the window and pulled out both of his guns. “TARGET PRACTICE!!!!!!!!!” he whooped, laughing like a maniac. He cocked his head to the side, stuck his tongue out of his mouth in concentration, and started shooting before Axel had even hit the ground. “…aaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA—Oopf!” Axel’s back slammed on the ground. The redhead laid there, twitching from the impact. The air had literally been knocked from his lungs. He slowly started to open his eyes. “Ughhn… HWAAH!!!” He snapped them back shut as the bullets began landing all around him in, first the outline of his body, a circle outside of that, a star outside of the circle, and a heart around the star. Xigbar but his hand on his chin, carefully examining his work. Hmmmm.... One side of the heart's bigger than the other, other than that, it's fine... The star's kinda lopsided there... and there... Circle looks okay... and as for the outline... His eyes traveled up from Axel's feet. Hmm.... So far so good... Well, I think I did pretty goo— His jaw dropped. HOLY CRAP!!! His eyes widened to the size of grapefruits as he slowly covered his mouth. He stretched out, grabbing the window, and quickly called out, “Oooooookay! That'senoughtargetpracticeforoneday, SEEYA!” and slammed the window shut. Oh jeez… Axel... is going... to KILL me... when he finds out.... what I did... to his hair... To be continued… ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I agree. Too short. :sweatdrop: But it wuz all I had time for - gimmeeabreak! DX Kinda rushed in some spots, too... Hope you guys'll live... *snorts* Silly Freeshooter...~ Lord of the Wings, ~Leah Here be part 2!
Today... hasn't been the best of days so far. I'm supposed to be at school right now, taking one of my 2 very important tests... And I'm at home. =.=; I'm not even sick. Thing is, I've been using my new cell-phone as an alarm all this year - well, so far anyways. And I found out today that the damned thing is ALREADY broken. But I just found out this morning. So I ended up waking up JUST when the bus left my stop. I called my dad, and he said to try to catch a ride, and if I couldn't, walk to school. As always, there's no one in this neighbor hood that I know that can take me there. And I'm too much of a 'fraidy cat to ask people I DON'T know. To make matters worse, I don't know the way to school, and even if I did, it'd be pretty hard walking there with my Bookbag filled to the brim and a huge, heavy-to-carry saxaphone along with it. >.<; I decided to stay home for the day, but I can't help feeling like I did it all wrong... ;~; And my parents probably think I'm at school right now (*hasn't called to tell them yet*) - should I tell them? They're gonna be SO frickin' pissed when they find out... Uh... Help...? Please? I'm really stressing here...
Your most hated character? =D This is concerning all of the KH series - the first, CoM, and all. I'd make a poll, but, honestly, I'm too lazy. =3 Okay, this is where you can state you most hated character in the game, and maybe a reason or two why. =3 I just wanna say, first and foremost, that this is basically a thread of DISCUSSION, and nobody means anything by what they say and are not personally victomizing yer favorite char, and... yeah, whatever. SO! Without further ado, I give you my answer! =D My MOST hated character in the WHOLE series is.........! *drumroll* ............................................. Sora! =D Yup. That's right. I said it. =\ Mostly just concerning how he completely slaughtered the rest of the Organization for NO REASON in KH 2, though. In CoM and the first, he was pretty okay. My most hated character in CoM, though, had to be Axel. I can't believe I'm saying it, but it's true. XD Axel, you'd better be glad you're so damned shmexy - if ya really think about it, if he'd looked like, oh, say, LEXAEUS and had done all the crap he did in that game, he'd be roasting on the fangurl sticks of RIGHTEOUSNESS right now. XDDD I don't really have a most hated person in the first... But, just for the heck of it, I'll say Riku for being a total bish! =D ( Even if it WAS to Sora... XD; ) I could ramble on and on about this and my reasons, but, as I said before... Too lazy! XD Now you. =3 P.S., if this is already made, I's sowwy! ;~; I didn't see it! DX Lord of the Wings, ~Leah.
Lolz. XD First time I saw it, I thought it was weird. Second time I saw it, I was laughing my arse off. XD Byt the thrid time... Sadly, I wuz hooked... D= It's so fun being easily amused. XDDDDDD
I t'ink there might be something wrong with my account... None of my avis that are gif are working anymore. Including the one I have right now. It's supposed to move. ;~; Help? D=
My sissy made this for me! =D I told her how I wanted blow my school to smithereenz for making me wake up at 6 am everyday, so she made me something to make me feel better! ^-^ She's the best, isn't she? ^-^ Here ya go. Enjoy. 2Foxxie4U's Irrelevant \ Sleep Deprived Productions~
No, it's not a poem. ._.; I've told you guys 5,000 times - I suck at poems. :sweatdrop: I've been trying to get myself back into the groove of writing. It might not be the best that I've done, so tell me what you guys think. And, for God's sake, be HONEST, PLEASE!!! XD Anyways... this is... A very dark story of mine, concerning Roxas and Axel. It's kinda gory in certian places, so if you dun like blood, this story ain't for you. I know what you're thinking right now. X.x; "Leah, OMG -WTF - j00 dun rite nuthin' 4 W33K5, and then, when you finally DO finish a story, u com out wid this EMO stuff! D<" I can explain! X.x; I... HAD to finish this story. >.>; Don't ask me why. One day, I had a bad day at marching band practice, I got home, and I was all, "OMG - I wanna torture somebody now. D<" Even though I was in an uber bad mood, though, this story made me cry.... A lot. >.>; This story was inspired by many things, including mah buddy's thread, right here. I know that Axel's super loyal to Roxas and whatever, and would never turn on his best friend, but that got me to thinking... What if Axel DIDN'T change from KH CoM to KH II? What if he remained his old, harsh, eager to kill self from CoM? The answer? Poor Roxas. Enjoy... If you can. 2Foxxie4U's Irrelevant \ Sleep Deprived Productions~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Emptiness..." Today was the day. Roxas looked glanced around the corner to make sure the street was empty. The coast was clear. He took a deep breath, and dashed across the alley, sticking as close to the shadows as he could. His hood shrouded his face in a dark shadow to hide his identity. Pointless, he knew. It wouldn’t matter if his hood was on or not – anyone could tell it was him just by looking at his height. But it gave him a sense of security… And, at this point, he needed all of the security he could manage to obtain. A traitor… The word echoed in his head. That’s what he had become now… He knew exactly what the Organization did with traitors… But he was willing to risk it. He’d been driven for weeks now… Driven to learn all about his past. To find Sora… Nothing else mattered anymore… One question… he thought. Just one… Why do I have the Keyblade? If he can answer that, then I would be at peace… He’d only told one person where he was going – the only person he thought he could trust… On-top of a far-away building, a lone figure was watching him scamper from shadow to shadow like a little mouse. His bright emerald eyes flashed angrily beneath his drawn hood. “I can’t believe it… He’s actually leaving!” Axel whispered, clenching his fists. He glared after his escaping friend a little longer, then sighed, collapsing into a sitting position, letting his long legs dangle off the edge. He just couldn’t understand…! Why was he going?! It was practically a suicide mission – he’d told the boy over and over again that by doing this, he was putting his life in more danger than he could possibly understand… But none of it got through to him. Axel was starting to question their friendship… What about me…? he asked Roxas silently. Didn’t you ever think about me…? How much it would hurt me to watch you leave…? The redhead slowly lowered his gaze to the ground, and sighed. Face it… He doesn’t care about you anymore. All he cares about is that stupid Keybearer kid. His face slowly turned stony and bitter. Time for you to start treating him like what he really is… A traitor. He summoned a chackram in one hand, and examined it, carefully. …You know what to do with traitors… was his last thought as he portalled off. ************************************* Roxas peeked around another corner, and sighed again. “No sign of it yet… I know Axel said it was somewhere around here…” Suddenly, he whipped around. Had he heard something? He summoned his Keyblades just in case. “Who’s there?” he demanded in a voice that seemed strong and confident at first, but hid a little waver deep underneath. Truthfully, he wasn’t the strongest member in the Organization, but he wasn’t going down without a fight – not a chance. Silence for a while. For a second, he dismissed it as a stray Shadow that may have knocked over something, when he saw a corridor of darkness appear on a near-by wall. He tensed, readying himself for battle, when he heard the words, so soft and slow, “Hello… Roxas…” “Oh…” Roxas dismissed his Keyblades, pulling his hood down to face the man. “Axel… What is it?” Axel sighed, pulling down his hood also. He slicked back his spiky, red hair for a second, then growled, in a low voice, “You really shouldn’t have betrayed us…” Roxas sighed. “Axel, we’ve already been though this… I’m going whether you like it or not,” he added with a sigh. He knew it hurt his friend to see him go and put his life on the line like this, but it was something he just HAD to do! Axel slowly reached up, and clutched the place where his heart would be if he'd had one.. The last part had stung him. He felt a fleeting shadow of what would be sadness once more, then immediately caked it over with coldness. “You just don’t get it, do you?!” he hissed, emerald eyes flashing. Roxas took a few steps back, but he continued on, letting the invisible rage build up in his soul. “For weeks now, Roxas – WEEKS ON END – I’ve been listening to you go on and on about all this crap about the Keybearer, but did you even think about how much I’d miss you?! How much it would hurt me?!” Roxas remained silent, completely shocked by Axel’s words, but the redhead didn’t stop. “I know what the answer is… The answer is no. You turned your back on me, just like you did the rest of the Organization. And you’re gonna pay, just like that ******* Marluxia…” “W-Wait… Axel, what are you—?!” Suddenly, everything around them erupted into flames, incasing them both in a ring of fire. Roxas’ head whipped around. “No…!” he whispered, eyes darting. He knew this move! “Axel!” he pleaded. “STOP!” Axel only summoned his two chackrams, a dark grin on his face. “I tried to give you a chance, Roxas; I really did. But now you’ll have to die just like the rest of the traitors.” Before the boy could say anything else, Axel flung one of his chackrams at him, incased in a huge blast of flame. Roxas only had enough time to gasp in fear before dodge-rolling to the side. The flaming chackram whipped by without doing him any harm. “NO! STOP IT!!!” “YAH!!!!!” Axel rushed up to him with his other chackram in his hand, and quickly swiped at Roxas’ neck. Roxas did a back-bend just in time, but the blade was so close, he could literally feel tingling on his neck right where it would have hit. He couldn’t believe it… His best friend was actually trying to kill him! He was so shocked; he couldn’t even recover from his back-bend, and ended up falling on the ground. Axel was relentless; as soon as he saw the poor blonde hit the ground, he whipped the chackram down, aiming right for his chest. KLANTCH! There was a sudden, ear-splitting shriek of metal on metal. Roxas panted, happy that the Keyblade had saved his life once more. He looked deep into the redhead’s eyes, but saw nothing but a burning rage in their depths. Tears welled in the boy’s eyes. “Please, Axel…! We’re friends! We shouldn’t be fighting!” The fury in the redhead’s eyes only flared up even more. “We were friends. But you betrayed me!” A flash of white light appeared in his opposite hand, and, without missing a beat, he flung that chackram down, as well. “You betrayed US!” Roxas quickly knocked the first chackram out of his way, and rolled to the side before the other one could hit him. Maybe… MAYBE if he tried to stay non-violent, Axel would realize just how crazy he was acting and stop! He climbed to his feet, holding his arms out in a non-threatening way. “I’m not going to fight you!” Axel glared up at him. His voice came out in a snarl in a voice not of his own. “Then… DIE!!!!!” Roxas didn’t even see him throw the blasted thing. SHUCK! “AAAAGHHHH!” He stumbled to the ground, clutching his leg, and crying out in pain. Bright, red blood surged out from the wound, telling just how deep it was. Roxas looked back up at the man, who was now grinning at his success. Tears streaked down his face. “A…Axel…!” Axel glared down at him, and flung another chackram – this time at the boy’s face. Before it could hit its mark, a corridor of darkness surged up, and swallowed him into its depths. The redhead cursed, and pounded his fist into a nearby wall. He wanted to pound his ****in’ brains out into the rough, jagged brick, and scream every curse-word in the book— No… He thought suddenly. He took a deep breath, calming himself down. No… Don’t waste your anger… Use it. He nodded, slightly, and closed his eyes, digging deep inside himself to channel the anger inside him. A warm breeze sifted through the cold, dead air, ruffling his hair. It quickly accelerated, swirling around him, making his coat billow out behind him. The temperature spiked a few dozen degrees, making the air around him seem to shimmer. Suddenly, with a huge roar, all of the building around him burst into flames. Fire wrapped around his arms, licking his finger tips, and wrapping around his extended chackrams, making it seem as if he had claws. He chuckled darkly, flexing his arms. “Here, Roxxy, Roxxy, Roxxy…!~” he called, starting up a nice casual walk. With each step he took, the ground below him burst into a small ring of flames around his foot, and was reduced into a small, foot-shaped puddle of melted pavement by the time he’d moved on. “Come out, come out, wherever you are…!~” FAH-BOOM! He shot a huge fireball at one of the buildings, making it be blasted into shards of what it once was. His bright, emerald eyes quickly scanned for Roxas's body. Not there. “Hmpf…” He continued walking on, preparing his next fireball. He’d go through the whole damn city if he needed to; this was personal. A cruel grin was plastered on his face as he blasted away the next building. “I WILL find you, Roxas…” ************************************* “Oh my god…” Roxas fought to hold back the tears in his eyes, as he sat on the ground, painfully trying to pull the chackram out of his thigh. Blood gushed out of the wound, making him whimper in pain, but he forced himself to. His instincts told him that, if he didn’t, it had a better chance of getting infected. After several moments of struggling, it slid out with a faint sucking sound. “Aaaghhhh…!” he whimpered, forcing himself to keep it down. Tears burned in his eyes – not just because of the physical pain he was experiencing, but the emotional crisis he was going through, as well. He. Still. Couldn’t. Believe it. Axel, his best friend ever since he’d joined the Organization, was hunting him down. But, the worst part was, he couldn’t help but wonder who had betrayed whom… He had been rather obsessed with finding his Somebody lately, and everytime Axel had even hinted how he felt about the matter he quickly blew it off. Maybe Axel was right… Maybe this had all been a great mistake. In his whole time being as a Nobody, he’d never felt so confused and alone. He struggled to his feet, grunting, and blinking away the tears in his eyes as he stood. It didn’t matter now; it was pretty obvious that Axel would stop at nothing to destroy him. It was too late to go back to the Castle and try to act like nothing had happened – he’d gotten himself into this mess, and now the only way to get out was to get through Betwixt and Between and find Sora. Time was of the essence… Suddenly, he felt a huge blast of energy, it made him lose his balance, and collapse all over again. He grunted, slightly, and glanced around. What was that?! AXEL?!?! He looked up to the sky, and saw a dark, looming cloud of smoke billowing up into the air, barely a block away from him. Oh, NO! I need more time! He wanted desperately to portal off into another world so that he’d have more time to hide and heal, but he didn’t have the mental energy at the time! He frantically climbed back to his feet, holding on tightly to the wall, as he felt another strong rumble. He started limping away as fast as he could, even though he knew he was only prolonging the inevitable. A few houses away, Axel could feel that he was getting closer. Instead of just summoning the missing chackram back, he kept it in Roxas’ leg so that it would lead him there. Even if Roxas pulled it out, it wasn’t like it would be hard to follow the trail of blood. Plus he doubted the boy would get very far – the wound was quite deep. He crashed through the deserted city, creating more havoc. “Fe, Fi, Fo, FUM!” he shouted, blasting away a new building with each word. “I smell the blood of a little one!” Roxas stumbled to the ground again as the rumbling got even more frequent and intense. “Oh god…” he panted, trying desperately to get back up again. “Oh, gawd, oh gawd, oh gawd, oh gawd…!” His leg was killing him. It needed to be cleaned, or bandaged, or SOMETHING! ANYTHING to make this burning pain go away…! “There you are, you sneaky little thing…” Adrenaline spiked in his veins, and suddenly, Roxas forgot all about his throbbing leg. Without a moment’s adieu, he took off again, sprinting as fast as his body would allow. Sadly, he didn’t get very far. With a hollow chuckle, Axel growled, “Come back here, ya little prick!” A wall of flame shot up in front of the boy, cutting him off. Roxas skidded to a stop, and quickly began sprinting in the next direction, but Axel just shook his head, grinning. “You just can’t seem to learn…” He made another ring of fire – this time smaller so that it would be even harder for Roxas to dodge his attacks. “No running away, now…!” He casually waved his hand, and the flames incasing his body disappeared. With a moan of despair, Roxas turned to his pursuer, hands shaking. This was it – if he didn’t stop Axel now, he was toast. Literally. He pressed his hands against his wound, blood seeping out between his fingers. The tears were now streaming down his eyes and pattering to the ground. “P…Please Axel…” he begged. “Stop! Please… I… I just want to find Sora…” A shaky sob filled the air, as the young blonde sank to his knees. “Don't kill me…! I’m begging you…!” he whispered, burying his face in his hands. Axel glared at him for a few seconds, then blinked, expression softening for a second. R…Roxas… His lower lip started to quiver a little. He shook his head a little, his face returning to the cold state it was before. He strode up to the boy, and summoned a chackram, gripping it tightly. “I’ll kill you…” he growled. “And I’ll enjoy it!” Roxas slowly looked up, his tear-streaked face gazing sadly at Axel. He couldn’t hurt his best friend, even if he was going to be killed by him… He just couldn’t… Another tear slipped down his cheek, as his eyes wandered to the chackram. He silently buried his face into his hands again, only hoping that Axel would do the right thing… “Please, Axel…” “Sorry, but… I can’t.” Axel grabbed a fistful of hair, and yanked it back so that Roxas would stare into his eyes, ignoring the boy’s scream of pain. He looked into the wide, fear filled eyes, and grinned. “Punishment time for becoming a traitor.” SHUCK! “Got it memorized?” Roxas winced with pain, and blinked. He slowly looked down at the sharp, pointy tip of the chackram that seem to be just GROWING out of his stomach, dripping with his life’s blood. His brain hadn’t fully comprehended what just happened yet. And then, came the pain. “Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh…!” he gasped, collapsing on the ground. His back felt like it had been completely ripped in half. A fresh, new wave of tears surged out, as he writhed on the ground, screaming in agony. Axel backed away, his eyes growing wide as he began to realize what he had just done. He was so blinded by his own bitterness and thirst for revenge, that he’d actually given the final blow… The rage, surging like ancient, black tar pits inside his soul disappeared; the voice echoing in his head, telling him how much better he’d feel if Roxas died, wisped away, leaving him with naught. Tears welled up in his eyes, as he looked away, ashamed of what he had become. “A…Axel…” The man slowly looked up again, to see the boy on his hands and knees, looking up at him with those haunting blue eyes that he knew he’d have burned into his mind from that day on. A trail of blood gushed from his mouth, but he continued on in his soft, raspy voice. “W…Why…?” He slowly, painfully pulled himself to his feet, and staggered toward the redhead. Blood fell to the ground wherever he stepped, light of the flames dancing around it making it appear to be cursed jewels rained to the ground. “We… were… best friends, right?” He stumbled, almost losing his balance, but caught himself on Axel’s cloak. “Friends…” he whispered, still looking into Axel’s emerald eyes. Axel stared back, trying to say something – anything! But when he tried to speak, no words came. A surge of warm blood filled the boy’s mouth. He leaned over a bit, trying to cough it out, when, suddenly, his legs caved in on him. He was now just hanging onto Axel’s cloak, unable to hold himself up at all. He buried his head into the soft fabric for a few moments, not saying anything, then whispered, “I’m… I’m so… sorry…” Axel was stunned speechless at the last part. Sorry?! What does he have to be apologetic about?! I’m the one who… He couldn’t even bring himself to finish the thought. A violent shudder rocked Roxas’ body; he started whimpering with pain. Axel held the boy up, then reached for the chackram lodged in his back. He gripped it for a second, then yanked it out as fast as he could to prevent Roxas as much pain as possible. Even so, Roxas gave a weak cry as it was removed from his body. Axel sighed, and tossed the damned thing on the ground, dousing the flames that surrounded them as he did so. He sat down, cross-legged on the ground, gently sitting Roxas in his lap, and keeping his arms wrapped around him. He numbly stroked Roxas’s hair, as he thought about everything that had happened over the last few minutes. Is all this for real? My friend is literally dying in my arms… and I was the cause of his death… He sighed softly, stroking the boy’s hair over and over again, ignoring the blood that was soaking his clothes and Roxas’ breathing which was getting quicker and more irregular by the moment. Roxas subtly felt the older man holding him in his arms, but everything was getting blurry. He sucked in another ragged breath, and looked up at Axel for the last time. He weakly hugged him, shaking uncontrollably. “S-s-s-soooorr-r-r-y-y-y…” he whispered one last time, tears gushing out of his eyes. Before anymore could be said, he faded away in Axel’s arms. Axel blinked, extending his hands in front of his face. …No… A dark silence, deep and ominous surrounded his body. “R…Roxas…?” Rain began pattering around him, slowly changing from a small drizzle to another one of The World That Never Was’s severe thunderstorms. The redhead hissed, silently cursing it. The rain… Oh, how he hated the wretched rain… So cold and wet… But… He just didn’t have the heart to move. He just sat there, clenching his fists together, remembering his dear friend which he had held in his arms just moments ago. A faint rumble of thunder sounded ahead. He felt… Sad. No – that was a lie. He didn’t feel sad. He just felt… that same… damned… Emptiness… ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Yes, I realize that I left lots of things in the dark about this story, but I meant to. You can ask me now if you want. Here's the rest of my inspiration including my friend, Twi's "Roxas Has Returned" story, and a rather graphic picture on dA - right here. This was also originally RPed in MSNM by a friend of mine - Demyxu. Poor, Roxxy... Poor, poor Roxxy... Lord of the Wings, ~Leah. P.S., This is also a thank-you for nominating me as Best Story Writer for the KHV award! ^-^ THANK YOU - YOU ALL ARE AWESOME! XD --EDIT-- OMG - I WON!!!! ;~; Over ROXAS!!!! You guys are so freakin' awesome - I love you all - I'mma go cry with joy now... TT^TT *hugs you again*
1. Only in America...... can a pizza get to your house faster than an ambulance. 2. Only in America...... are there handicap parking places in front of a skating rink. 3. Only in America...... do drugstores make the sick walk all the way to the back of the store to get their prescriptions while healthy people can buy cigarettes at the front. 4. Only in America...... do people order double cheese burgers, large fries, and a diet Coke. 5. Only in America...... do banks leave both doors to the vault open and then chain the pens to the counters. 6. Only in America...... do we leave cars worth thousands of dollars in the driveway and put our useless junk in the garage. 7. Only in America...... do we use answering machines to screen calls and then have call waiting so we won't miss a call from someone we didn't want to talk to in the first place. 8. Only in America...... do we buy hot dogs in packages of ten and buns in packages of eight. 9. Only in America...... do we use the word 'politics' to describe the process so well: Poli' in Latin meaning 'many' and 'tics' meaning 'bloodsucking creatures'. 10. Only in America...... do they have drive-up ATM machines with Braille lettering.
Birds keep on flying into your windows? ._.; It always makes me jump! And it's been happening a lot lately... This is the third time it's happened this week... And it's Tuesday. X.x;
<br><br><br>Click here to see Video As ya'll probably know, this is my sister's first AMV. Three words. It's. About. Time. =.=; I'm too tired to say anything else... Hope ya'll enjoyed watching it! *yawn* 2Foxxie4U's Irrelevant \ Sleep Deprived Productions~
At first I wasn't gonna post this, but what the heck - it's a free country, right? XD And I decided to do it before the sugar wears off and I go to sleep, regaining my commen sense. Go here for the picture - photobucket is spazzing on me. XD; Uh... I don't really have anything extra to say that wasn't already on there, but... I just might make this into a cracktastick fanfic one day... XD ONE DAY. How do ya like it? Got any advice for me? If it's something like, "EW! I hate teh yaoi!" or something like that, just forget you ever saw it and save me the trouble of waisting precious seconds of MY LIFE reading your comment. It's a freakin joke, people. Grow up. >\ 2Foxxie4U's Irrelevant \ Sleep Deprived Productions~
I love you guys. <3 No, really. I do. You guys have been waiting for me to get off my lazy butt and actually DO something for... How long, now? Sadly, it's been a long... long time. XD; My writer's block still ails me. I've decided to stop trying to break through it, and just go with the flow instead. Cuz, seriously, guys... I WANNA write, but when I try to, all I end up doing is staring at the computer blankly and hoping for something to happen. I wanna save myself the headache. Don't worry, I'll get back on 'em. I'm just taking a break, is all... But I was feeling kinda bad, too, ya know. You guys are basically the reason I started writing at all! So I pulled this ol' thing out of the back corner of my computer's memory and decided to put it up for ya'll. I wasn't planning to put it up for a while, buuuuut, since it was the only ready-made update I had on me... I decided, "Hey! Why not? XD;" Before ya start reading, I'd just like to say a few things... I'd like to thank mah buddeh SYDNEY (Twilit Shadow) for helping me out with this story! ^-^ I'd also like to thank Celeste (Demyxu) for RPing this with me the first time. =3 And Mari for making the RP we did it in. Good tiiiiimes... XD Oh yeah... There's a little (Okay - ya caught me - HUGE XD; ) thing about alcohol in this story... Do I promote drinking? Duh! Of course not! It's a disgusting habbit. >.>; But, come on, people... The mere thought of the Organization under the influence of alcohol is... IRRESISTABLE!!! XDDDDDDD So, please don't chop me up into little pieces and eat them. I'm just tryin' to make people laugh. Okay - I'll stop rambling now. XD; ENJOY!!! 2Foxxie4U's Irrelevant \ Sleep Deprived Productions~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ XIIIth Superior Prologue... Xigbar sighed, folding his arms behind his head casually. "Ahhhh... What's better than spending a night out in town, eh, Luxord...?" he chirped. Luxord was staring down lustfully at Xigbar's lower body. "I can think of one thing..." "Come again?" "Nuthin'..." "Well, sure, it may only be to get some stinkin' groceries, but beggars can't be choosers, right?" "..." Luxord's head snapped up. "Huh? Sorry – I wasn't—" "Jeez, dude... You need to learn to get your head outta the clouds..." Xigbar scoffed. Luxord hung his head, twiddling with his fingers. Xigbar looked around a little more, then squealed, "Ooh! Look! A bar!" He glanced back over to Luxord. "The groceries can wait, right?" Luxord blinked, then cried, "Sure!" Xigbar grinned. "First one to 10 wins?" "You're on!" With that, the two took off after the bar, shouting, and laughing, and carrying on. Xigbar was the one who got there first. He dashed into the bar, slipped, and crashed into the bar head first. He stuck one hand up. "One, please!" he shouted, giggling like mad. The bartender stared at him. "Um... I think you've already had enough...." he said. Xigbar climbed up, waved around his munny, and repeated. "ONE, please!" "Comin' right up!" "Not so fast!" Luxord elbowed down Xigbar's head, and leaned on him as if he was some kinda resting stool. "One, please," he chirped brightly as he placed money on the table. "Hey! No fair!" Xigbar protested as Luxord climbed all over him to get to the bartender. He stuck his hand up above the counter again. "I ASKED FIRST!" he shouted to the bartender while pointing his finger. Luxord looked down and gave Xigbar a noogie. "Prepare to lose, my friend," he said, cackling evilly. The Freeshooter shoved Luxord off of him and climbed up on a bar stool. He grinned slyly at his friend. "HA! You? Beat ME?! As if!" The bartender gave them both their drinks at the same time. Xigbar glared playfully at Luxord as Luxord cast him a sly glance. Then, they both started gulping it down at the same time. Luxord finished first, slamming his glass against the table. "Keep 'em coming barkeep!" he shouted as he put down a lot of money to cover all of the drinks he'd be drinking. Xigbar finished a millisecond after Luxord. He slammed his against the table, and shouted, "BARTENDER!!! HIT ME!" and slammed his munny down along the table with it. "I hope you know that I'm totally gonna WHUP your @$$, Freeshooter," Luxord murmured stealing Xigbar's patented sly grin. Xigbar turned to Luxord smiling even more wickedly. "We'll see about THAT!" The bartender glanced at them both, grinning. It was gonna be great for business having the two... ****************** Xigbar slumped over the counter, giggling hysterically. Now they were both on drink number 7. "Bartender..." he chuckled, his words slurred together. "'Nother *hic!* un, please?" he said, raising his hand. The bartender shook his head slightly, and passed another drink to Xigbar. "Thank you..." Xigbar said, raising his head, and grabbing for it. Is eyes were closed halfway and his cheeks were a rosy red-ish color. "BOTTOMS UP!" he shouted, and he started drinking, though it wasn't nearly as fast as when they started... Luxord slammed his glass down a bit too hard, shattering the bottom of it. "Kee'm comin'... *hic!*" he muttered. He had a bit of a funky smile on his face as his body swayed to and fro lightly on the bar stool. He turned to the guy beside him and growled, "Hey bub. Ya do *hic!* realize that yer fatness is *hic!* showin' right?" Of course, the guy took it offensively and swung at Luxord, but he dodged and kicked him in the back. "C'mon, Fatman, you can *hic!* do better!" Xigbar blinked and started staring at Luxord and the man. Duuuude... he thought, hazily. I should, like... Help him or something... He turned back to the bartender, who was also watching what would happen next. "One – *hic!* – more, please!" he said. Luxord dodged another one of the guy's punches, laughing, but that one was a lot closer. The bartender gave him a look that read "What?! You're not even going to help your friend?!" and then he shrugged and passed him another one. Xigbar muttered his thanks, grabbed it, and fell over onto some guy beside him. The contents sloshed all over the place. "HEY!" the guy shouted. "Get the hell OFF of me, ya crazy, sunnuva—" Xigbar looked him in the eye, then poked him. "Duuuuude..." he hiccupped, and continued. "You're, like, *hic!* the one on me! *hic!*" The guy got up, making Xigbar fall headfirst on the ground. "Smart guy, huh?!" he demanded. "Well let's see how clever you are now!" "Ow..." Xigbar groaned. He slowly got up, swaying slightly. "Alright..." he rubbed his chin, thoughtfully. "Uh-hum... Two plus two equals—" The guy started to charge at him, screaming furiously. Xigbar gasped and ducked, which made the man crash into another guy right beside him. "HEY! What the—" the guys shoved him into another guy who lunged at him, making him fall onto someone else. And, before ya knew it, EVERYONE in the bar was fighting. Xigbar blinked, looking around. He looked completely clueless. Suddenly, he grinned, threw up his hands, and cried, "I win!" Luxord skipped back, avoiding yet another one of "Fatman's" attacks. He tripped on something, and accidentally bumped into Xigbar. He craned his neck back, saw who it was, and gave a little, "Well, HI—" "WAAAAH-TAH, TAH, TAH!!!" Xigbar whipped around, karate-chopped Luxord on the head, spun kicked him in the face, and flipped him onto the ground. "HA! I sure showed... Eh...?" "Oh!" he hiccupped, shaking his head. "Luxord! Sorry... You *hic!* You surprised me..." He leaned forward, squinting his eyes at the man sprawled on the floor. "Can... Can ya breathe...?" The bar fight was slowly tipping into chaos. Guys were falling everywhere - one even landing on top of Luxord. "Ack!" the blonde exclaimed. He pushed himself as well as the other off of the floor, shaking his body in the process to get the other off of him. "Get offamee ya *hic!* freak!" Once he was fully up and standing straight, he stumbled yet again. "I'm out-*hic!*-ta here. C'mon Xig." Xigbar shrugged, and stumbled after the other Nobody. Amazingly, their unsteady walking was the very thing that was keeping them from getting popped a good one on the mouth a couple of times. As Xigbar continued to stumble through, he caught sight of two guys fighting. One had a full, un-opened bottle of vodka in his hand. He was about to bash the other across the head with it, when Xigbar popped, and grabbed the bottle in mid-air. Snatching it away, he muttered, "Hey, ken I *hic!* borruh dis?" Without waiting for an answer, he started walking off again. The guy whipped around. "HEY! Get back here, ya—" before he could finish, he was tackled from behind by the man he was originally gonna bash across the head. Ohmaigawd - YAY! Xigbar thought, happily. He told Luxord about his success, and the two began sneaking around, stealing bottles of alcohol while no one was watching. After a while, Xigbar whispered, "'Kay, that's enough!" His eyes suddenly got wide. "Sonnuva..." he managed to say before slipping on some beer that was on the floor. He'd get up and watch where he was walking. He'd arrive at the 'door' and put his hands on the wall and feel around. "Oh my god...! OH MY GOD! LUX! THE DOOR IS MISSING!!!" he shrieked. He had absolutely no idea that he was standing in front of a wall. Luxord gasped. "WHAT?! Oh no!" He whipped around, his eyes darting around frantically. THE DOOR IS MISSING?! But... How will we be able to get out?! HOW WILL WE BE ABLE TO BREATHE?!?!?! He started to hyperventilate. Then, he grabbed his head and screamed at the top of his lungs, "WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIIIIIIIIIIIE!!!!!!!!!!!" EVERYONE in the bar stopped and looked at him. Then they all went back to fighting. A guy in front of him whipped around, snarling. "Ya know, you're REALLY startin' ta piss me off, kid!" he growled, stomping over to Luxord. Luxord blinked, then retorted, indignantly, "Psh! KID?! I ain't no *hic!* kid! For your information, I'ma—Hey! What are ya—?!" He started thrashing about angrily and shouting protests as the man picked him up by his shirt and slung him out of the window. Luxord did a face-plant into the grass out side of the bar. He laid there for a few minutes. "... Ow..." he grumbled. "GERONIMO!!!!!!!" Xigbar came diving through the window right beside him and rolled out of the way of the shattered glass. Luxord grinned, smiling at him, and panted, "We made it...! We made it out!" Xigbar grinned back at him, holding up one of the bottles of alcohol in his arms. "And... we scored some free booze!" he exclaimed. He grabbed one, pulled the top off with his teeth, and took a few gulps, then handed it to Luxord to drink. Luxord took it gratefully, and gulped it down. "MAN! So many good things happening all at once...!" "Kinda makes a guy wanna..." "Dance..." they said in unison. They stared at each other for a second, then grinned. "I like ta move it, move it..." Luxord started. "I like ta move it, move it... I like ta move it, move it... Ya like ta... MOVE IT!" he shouted the last part, throwing his arms in the air and just started dancing as they started walking home. He'd expect Xigbar to join in so he began humming the beat. Xigbar was right on cue. He grinned and started shouting in a Jamaican voice, "All Organization Members All Over The World! Original King XIGBAR - Pon Ya Case Man!" He started trying to dance in timing to the beat, but his drunkenness made him stumble all over himself. He didn't care. He continued singing, joyfully, "Woman Ya Cute And You Don’t Need No Make-Up... Original Cute Body You A Mek Man Mud Up! Woman Ya Cute And You Don’t Need No Make-Up... Original Cute Body You A Mek Man Mud Up!" He held out to Luxord and they started singing together: "*hiccup!* physically fit! physically fit! physically, physically, physically fit! "*hiccup!* physically fit! physically fit! physically, physically, physically fit!" The two wobbled and headbanged and shook their butt along with the song, until, finally, they came to the chorus again. "I LIKE TA MOVE IT, MOVE IT!" Xigbar pointed to a random guy, walking down the street staring at them. "HE LIKES TO MOVE IT, MOVE IT!" Luxord pointed to a little girl, hiding behind her mom's leg, staring at them like they had the Black Plague. "SHE LIKES TA MOVE IT, MOVE IT! WE LIKE TA... MOVE IT!!!!" Suddenly, Xigbar stopped the song abruptly. "Oh, oh, oh... I got one!" He took a deep breath, and then began rapping: "Yo, love me or hate me, still an obsession. Love me or hate me, that is the question. If you love me then... thank you! If you hate me then..." He paused a second, putting his hand over his mouth and looking away, then pointing at someone random, "you!" The silence was obviously used as some sort of censor. Luxord grinned, joining in during the repeat of the chorus while bobbing his head to the beat. "(normal voice)Love me or hate me, its still an obsession! Love me or hate me, that is the question! If you love me then (high pitched voice) thank you! (normal voice)If you hate me then (high pitched voice) *hic!* you!" His high voice was a little TOO high, but it was still a pretty good imitation of the original. They kept on singing for a while when, suddenly one of Xigbar's dance moves got a little out of hand; he stumbled on his own legs and did a "swan dive" into the concrete. Luxord was still singing when it happened. "I can on-ly do one thing - and that's be Mister Lu-ruh-xord!" He blinked as he heard a sound coming from Xigbar's direction. He gasped and helped the other up. "Nyyyughhhh..." Xigbar groaned, rubbing his head. "Thanks, dude..." Luxord grinned at him, and began singing softly, "Listen baaaby... Ain't no mountain high! Ain't no valley low! Ain't river wiiide enough, baaaby! If you need me call me... no matter where you are! No matter how far..." "Don't worry baby!" Xigbar cut in, grinning. "Just call my name! I'll be there in a hurry! You don't have to worry! 'Cause baby there...!" "Ain't no mountain hiiiiiiiigh enough!!!" They both burst out singing. "Ain't no valley looooooow enough!!! Ain't no RIV-ER wiiiiiiiide enough! To keep me from getting to you, babe!" Suddenly, Luxord stopped. "Oh my god – it's him..." he hissed. Xigbar blinked. "Who?" "Mr. Goody, Goody, Two-Size-Thirty-Shoes," Luxord whispered, nodding in a boy's direction. The young boy had light brown hair and bright blue eyes along with two huge feet that looked like they caused earthquakes as he walked. He had on a wide, goofy grin, and was talking to some girl with reddish hair. Xigbar's eyes narrowed. "Ohhhhh... I see..." He looked back at Luxord, pulling himself away from the Gambler's grasp. "I'LL take care of this one, dude..." After a moment of silence, he shoved all the bottles of booze he'd been carrying into Luxord's hands. "Yo, hold mah pool!" he growled. He marched over to the young man, until he was a couple of yards away. Then, he shouted, "Hey, Almighty Keyblade Dude! Take a look at THIS!" He spun around, pulled down his pants, and bent over. "Oooh woooh...!~" he cooed, shaking his butt a little. "Ooooh WOOOOO-oooh...!~" Sora's jaw dropped. Seconds later, Xigbar was tearing through the streets beside himself with laughter, shouting at Luxord, "RUN, DUDE! RUN LIKE THE WIND!!!" Luxord wasn't one to ask questions. He just made a portal and they both ran through it. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I'm still working on the rest... XD; I know, I know... The "I like to move it" joke has been done before... BUT I COULDN'T HELP IT!!! XDDDD I like that song... I had more to say, but I gotta go somewhere in, like, 2 seconds, so, yeah. XD; BYE!!! Hope ya enjoyed! ^-^ Lord of the Wings, ~Leah.
<br><br><br>Click here to see Video SHAZZAM!!! XD ........ Don't ask. It was almost midnight, I was high(per) on cookies... Yeah. HOW did I come up with this mostrosity?! Well, I was in an MSN rp-type thing with one of my friends (and it was a serious one, too! O.o) and, all of a sudden, I start cracking up. When the poor victom (ha - I'm too lazy to look that word up XD) to my insanity asked what it is, I told her, "OMFG!!! XD I just got the mental image of Xigbar being like that turle dude from Finding Nemo - ya know, Crush? And he was doing his huge special attack thing on Sora, and he was all, "RIGHTEOUS!!! RIGHTEOUS!!!! XDDDDD" <insert cracking up here> So she gave me an audio clip, and I took a crack at it. Unfortunately, that part was not included, but I think the whole, "First you were like 'Woah!' and then we were like, 'WOAH! O.o;' and then you were like, 'Woah... X.x;'" thing made it up. Ace Ventura was completely random. It made me sad that you couldn't really hear him, but he wasn't needed anyways. XD GO JIM CARREY! This literally took me less than 2 hours. Maybe even less than one! Which means the quality ain't gonna be its best, but whatev. I'll stop rambling now... *shot by Xigbar* 2Foxxie4U's Irrelevant \ Sleep Deprived Productions~
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XDDDDDDDDDDD Did anyone else crack up as hard as I did when I read that? XDDDDD
