"Oh, ha ha. Ha ha ha." He finally got to his feet and grimaced as the floor. Suddenly, he sent a wicked grin to Axel. "All right, superior member. I'll clean it up." He summoned his sitar and sent a huge wave of water right at Axel, drenching the redhead and convieniently cleaning up the blood.
"AGH!!" Demyx let out a cry and quickly put out his hair with water. Unfortunately, the gel ran out, leaving all his hair hanging in his face. He groaned. "Maaan...I don't do a shag!!!"
Hai guiz I got a game! It's called "Find movie!Zuko's scar!"
OOC: :lolface: BIC: Demyx fumed, then sent a whiplash of water down the hall to hit Axel in the face. "That's why the waterbenders were WAY cooler!!" he yelled, getting to his feet.
OOC: O i c wat u did thar :lolface: BIC: "Axel!!" Demyx yelled. "You are DEAD when I see you next!!" He sat up and started muttering to himself. "Stupid goodfernothin' spikeface...only reason he's so cocky is cuz of the girls...they don't really like him anyway..."
"What?! Why me?" He frowned, then called out. "Axel!! If you're gonna go bleeding, you clean it up!!" He started toward Axel's room, but slipped on some of the blood. He grimaced as he looked at his now-bloodstained clothes. "Ew, ew, ew, GROSS!!"
lulzgeddit?
And the music that went with it. And Azula's crazy face. And FREAKING UNCLE BEING A FREAKING BADASS!!! XD It made me love life again.
You're in an Avatar binge too? 8D ALL HAIL THE ZUKO SHAG!!!
"Ehh...I think I'm gonna have to take a raincheck on the pudding," Demyx said to Sigfried. "My 'The rest of the Organization's being difficult' senses are tingling." He sighed and portalled to the Grey Room, where he noticed blood on the floor, Saix glaring with enough force to kill a puppy, and Roxas, Namine and another Neko eating popcorn. "The hell's going on, guys?!"
OOC: Um...recap, please?
To be, or not to Waterbend, -- that is the Your mom; Whether 'tis nobler in the Windows 7 to suffer The slings and fishes of suckish fortune, Or to take games against a sea of pocky, And by annihilating end them. To die, -- to surf, -- No more; and by a surf to say we end The Prince Zuko and the 800 natural shocks That flesh is pimp daddy to,-- 'tis a Keyblade intrepidly to be wish'd. To die, --- to surf,-- To surf! perchance to bark! ay, there's the elephant; For in that surf of death what Friends from the Other Side may come When we have invaded off this wicked (the good kind) coil, Must give us router.... Yeah...go Avatar binge!
Prolly the angriest interview I've ever read, with Mr. Shyamalan yelling at us that he's not being racist in the casting of "The Last Airbender", gosh darn it! http://www.indiemoviesonline.com/ne...n-the-last-airbender-race-controversy-250610 So, anyone else looking forward to seeing AHng save the world from barely-scarred Prince Zuko, AKA the poster child for racial diversity? EDIT: ^made by me right after reading this
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"What?! Damn!" St. James slammed her fist onto the table. She huffed. "Damn..." she repeated, then looked up at Exik. "Shall I just bring my men, or will we need back up?"
I will go and add all of you because I keep getting hit on by nerdy men... ._.
St. James huffed, then smiled coldly. "Exik, we've been over his. It's St. James. As in one of the disciples. As in being canonized." She took another drag. "Anyway, what is it? We don't have much time for talk."
After scrimping and saving for two years, I've got it! And it's a royal pain in the arse to set up...-_- BTW: PSN ID: FlameIX
^ Spoiler No. :3 I cried, along with the whole theater. Yeah, there was surround sound sniffling. AHH!! So fantastic!
