"Shut up and get off that thing."
Chris looked at him irratably. " And you stand there, speaking to the guy on the phone. Really smart."
OOC: o.k. o.k. whatever. I don't really care.
My Organization RP.... hmmmmm...... hmmmmmm......... hmmmmm...... Thinking time over. story: There have been 55 nobody organizations before this one. Xarden has been through 6 so he finally decided that it was enough to have so many nobodies die. He decided to make the final organization, the one that would end it all once and for all. He decided to gather nobodies and make sure that no one destroys them like all of the others. Now we'll see what happens. Rules: -no power-playing -no god-modding - have fun - you COULD be a keyblade wielder but I will accept only 8... - all members wear the ordinary cloak, but you could make an avatar of your OC in normal clothes here: www.tektek.org/dream - must have an X in OC name. (not have to be caps.) OC form: name: age: appearance: weapon: personality: element: (up to two) title: mine: name: Xarden age: 18 appearance: (the hair is not a ripoff of Zexion! I actually made this character before I knew who Zexion was or ever had seen him! he also has a large scar over his face, going from top right to bottom left.) weapons: two keyblades ( I have no image to show) their names are Darkbringer and Heartgiver. He can fuse the to create the Dark Heart keyblade... Then he can make them unfuse at any time element: darkness personality: serious on important matters, nice, friendly, caring, doesn't like unnecessary things or hear them title: The Darkest Key list: I. Xarden The Darkest Key II.Shelix Sweet Song of Nightmares III. Alex Queen of Nightmares IV.Klaxra Hopeful Nymph V. Xonny The Awesome Fighter VI.Xnny The Bloody Illusion VII. Xone The reaper of Games VIII. Xert The Secret IX. Larxen Snow Queen X.Abexecca The Star of Glory XI. Xaeon The Aquatic Princess XII. Narxor The Dark and Light XIII. XIV. XV. XVI. XVII. XVIII. XIX. XX.
Chris jumped off his bike, sheathing his sword. " Now, let's see if you can fight at all."
OOC: fine fine.... then I got it half-right.
Chris quickly unsheathed his sword a little, causing Bradley's kick to hit the flat of the blade.
OOC: Then I was right about you....
Chris grinned, stopping the blow with his left arm and grabbing the leg with his right hand. " I said you used to be."
OOC: you're psychotic, not confusing......
OOC: my mum keeps making me do stuff so now only do I have time... :( :(... I'll do it now.
OOC: (That was figurative language, man. I wasn't talking about guns at all.)
Chris went in quickly to kick at him. " Hmmmm..... Well, you obviously aren't friendly anymore."
Chris dodged the blow. " You're a former SOLDIER. Second Class SOLDIER Bradley..... Never got to catch your last name in the records." He sent a punch towards him. OOC: man, you just power played. Saying he kicked him in the face is power-playing. You would have to say, ' Bradley kicked out at Chris's face.' and then my character would do what I did above.
" Really determined." He looked at her in mock pity. " That'll get you nowhere." A blade went in between his fingers and he lunged it towards her. The medics were all sitting the awestruck. How could the kid be recovering so fast?
OOC: you need to visit the shooting range more often and improve your aim on the targets there. (lol I don't think THAT would confuse anyone unless they didn't know what type of sentence that is)
OOC: you have much work to do then, Xendane. I didn't get confused at all. Good point of re-reading something carefully.
OOC: accepted, but I don't know how soon we will start.
OOC: oooooooooo The Last Organization..... nice catch to it.... thanks!!!!!!!!
Chris appeared on a bike right next to him. " You really are the twerp of us two." He stood on his bike.
