Sgt. St James focused on her map of the immediate area as she took a drag of her cigarette. They had cleared out the Sori in the last area they had covered, and now they had new prey to search out and take down. St. James smiled. She loved new assignments. Gears sighed as he fixed up the jeep carrying the ammo. He hated new missions, but it was what the boss wanted. And the boss was a major bee-yatch, so he didn't feel like crossing any lines.
Demyx stared at him. "Um...all the girls I knew said they forgave me. They didn't tackle me to the ground," he said slowly. "Anyway, I see your point with Larxene...still...I thought she'd do me in herself." He clapped and rubbed his hands together. "So, guys, what do we do?"
Howell Jenkins, all the way. XD
Name: Sgt. Kip St. James Age: 20 Faction: Human Subfaction: Joint Garrison Appearance: Spoiler Except in...not flowy clothes... Weapon(s): Two Rifles and a handgun Bio: Sgt. St. James is one of the JGs--despite her young age--due to her immense training begun at ten years old. (Her father had wanted boys, which explains her odd name.) Her naturally calculating personality flourished in military training, leading to her easy climb up the ranks. Unfortunately, she is not only merciless in regards to the Soris, but also toward her men. Other: Very no-nonsense and cold. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Name: Nathan "Gears" Everret Age: 18 Faction: Human Subfaction: Ravager Appearance: Spoiler Except in...not as pirate-y clothes... Weapon(s): Rifle and his switchblade Bio: Gears was never raised to be a soldier, but, on his sixteenth birthday, he was drafted into the on-going war between the humans and Soris. He has nothing against the Soris, not to mention that he hates guns. He tends to function more as the mechanic in his regiment, which earned him the nickname Gears early on. Other: Easy-going, friendly, but freaked out by gunfire.
I like vanilla C:
"Vexen. And he's a creepy old man with a penchant for minors..." Demyx told him, rubbing his neck awkwardly. "Because she was being bipolar and glomped me after I had a bunch of crap happen to me at once," he replied. "And anyway, what do you mean Larxene got in her head? Like, she's psyching her out? Or like with Roxas, when he got, like, Sora in his head literally?"
Aw, thank you very much! *takes cake*
And the day after's yours?! Dude, small world! Happy Birthday!!! XD
Demyx stared. "Um...dude. Kidding. Granted, we don't have hearts here, but...um...nevermind." He looked down at the window shards. "Y'know, I'm thinkin' about moving to Vexen's room anyway. He hasn't come back yet." He shrugged. "Anyhoo, I'm cool with you helping us. If anyone else has objections, they'll prolly voice them...or kill you. One or the other."
Ohai!!! 8D It's pretty good. I'm turning seventeen in 45 minutes :3
Demyx rubbed his neck. "I actually dunno what this new Organization wants...well, besides all of us dead. But...it's prolly more than over the castle." He laughed. "Although it'd be pretty great if that did end up being the case. I'd laugh. As for helping us..." He sent Jugo an evil grin and said in a creepy voice, "First we need your soul..."
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"Ugh...why is this bipolar stuff getting me killed?" Demyx asked frustratedly, crossing his eyes. "God, Organization Grand needs to get a thicker skin. Anywho, are you saying that Larxene's a traitor? I mean, it's not like she has a clean track record or anything, but really? Does she, like, not remember the ass-whooping she got last time she was all turncoat-y?" He crossed his arms. "And anyway, why pull out the big guns--or so they thought--on me? I mean, she seemed like the sick sort of sadist who would want to do me in herself..."
"Yeah, but none of you are bipolar enough to kill me, though, are you?" Demyx asked, arching an eyebrow. He scratched his head. "Anyway, if they're planning to destroy us, they got a surprise. I mean, I'm definitely not the strongest here, but it looked like I gave Waft a good run for his money. Obviously, they're not strong enough for us yet." OOC: Am I the only person who LOVES it when Org. XIII starts having discussions? XD
I just found out you're a guy...my world has been rocked... As for the topic...I dunno...everyone's different. There are mature teenaged guys and immature men... Um... I like brunets :L
After finishing her meal, Ainsley sighed and hoisted her dufflebag onto her shoulder, then walked out of the parking lot. While I've heard a lot of awful stories about hitchhiking, it looks like I've got nothing to lose... she thought to herself, sticking out her thumb in typical hitchhiker fasion. And, who knows? Maybe it'll be more exciting this way.
OOC: Mine's still in Destiny Islands "Well, one of them wants my head, apparently," Demyx said. "And that Waft guy says he's the leader, but he was kinda acting like he was here on someone else's whim. I smell female influence, mainly being Zexy's just-found sister." He jabbed a thumb in Zexion's direction. "Unless they have another chick."
Aww, thank you so much! I know the format's stupid, but I've never posted on this kind of format before. I'm more used to ff.net... :/
Why do we all love Organization XIII so much? I mean, they're the characters a lot of us talk about (and not just Axel and Roxas...and Xion, I suppose). But, really, what about those XIII/XIV members makes us love them so much? Because at least 85% of this site has obsessed over one, two, or all of the members at some point. Maybe because they provide different personalities coping with the whole "Light! Darkness!" aspect of Kingdom Hearts?
"After I handed his ass to him," Demyx said with a grin. "And you all thought I couldn't fight. Ha! Go tag-teaming!" He held up a hand for Roxas to high-five.
