(OOC: Prepare yourselves everyone. *LOL* You've been warned.) "Finally my food is done," he exclaimed jumping up from his seat cringing a bit. "Should of not done that," he gripped his arm knowing he was not fully healed yet. He didn't know that there were intruders on their grounds and it didn't faze him in the least. The only thing on his mind was eating his pizza. Using an oven mitt he took the hot pan out and set it on the stove, his mouth beginning to water at the auroma. Once it cooled, he took a pizza cutter from a drawer and sliced it in four pieces placing it on a plate with a spatula. "Geez it's still hot," he sucked on his fingers waiting for it cool once more before sitting down in his seat in the dinning room imagining that all of the members were present eating dinner with him. His mindset had changed all from a dream when he was unconscience. It was like his parents when he was human returned his happiness to him and were asking for him to be the funloving guy they knew him to be instead of a brooding, pestimistic, individual who had this inner darkness in him, hidden away once more. If they asked for forgivness for his fellow members, he would not grant them that request since he held grudges and had every right to. Most of the members deserved what they got all because of their pride and it was not his fault of the choices they made. It was every nobody for him/herself. Biting into his pizza carefully, he licked his saucy fingers and drank his drink savoring the taste of it. This was a delicious meal and no one was interrupting him at the moment. He could relax and be himself without pissing anyone off with his gestures or questions. Since no one was around, Demyx made himself more comfortable and placed his feet on the table, as he leaned back in his chair and enjoyed his pizza. Eating the rest of his snack foods, and using a napkin afterwards he finished his meal, belched, shrugging his shoulders since no one was present and cleaned up his dishes as quickly as possible. Now it was time for dessert. *UH OH* (insert goofy laugher). Searching for the cupboards he looked for anything made of chocolate. What was with all of the health food and why did they even have it? It didn't taste like food so it must of been Marluxia's or Vexen's. Who knows what they ate? Using his right hand he shoved things that he was not interested in eating towards the back as his search continued. Eureka! Pulling out fudge brownies, some vanilla frosting and some cookies, he placed them in a big bowl and got some icecream out of the fridge. Scooping what was left of the chocolate chip cookie dough icecream, he tossed the carton away. With all the empty calorie dessets combined, he consumed it in a matter of five miunutes, licking his lips afterwards. What a satisfying sugar rush he was going to get. Being oblivous to what was going on their grounds and in the other rooms where the other members inhabitated, he smiled like a buffoon, his eyes widening and his energy increasing to full throttle. Having this new found stamina, he raced down the halls and dashed up the stairs until he got to the midlevel. Seeing the rail he slid down it propelling himself with his water as if he was on a surfboard on top of a tidal wave. Finding that fun, he ran up the stairs again, his rapid footsteps echoing down the halls. Feeling mischevious, he began to knock on all of the bedroom doors of the organization members and ran away like the game ding dong door bell ditch. Knowing Marluxia was in his room since he sensed his presence as well as Larxene's, he saved that door for last and knocked on it several times matching a beat of a fast paced song before running away laughing like a child. Yep, it was fun to tease the graceful assassin especially with his pink hair. Laughing like a maniac from the over dose of sugar he didn't watch where he was going and smacked into Axel's chest falling on his back laughing like a deranged hyena. "Ha! Ha! Heh! Heh! Hi Axel. Why are you still in my room?" He looked up at the key of destiny and snickered his sides begining to hurt. "Woah Roxas you're short. You haven't been eating your greens have you? How is the ground down there?" Roxie... Roxie... " he teased him as he rolled on his side and he continued to laugh finding anything humourous at the moment. The sugar had gone to his head that made his brain not function normally.
Cool go ahead and send it and give me the link of it. By the way firemage is waiting for Sora to respond to Leon and a lot has happened that...
I heard about that and how tragic. Who knew someone was capable of such a thing and then with the wife agreeing with it? I feel sorry for the kids that never got the chance to live. What a horrible thing to do.
Most likely I would panic and cry then come to reason that this was going to happen. I would get myself baptized to wash away all of my sins since I've never been baptized and spend the remaining time with my family. I would also pray and hope to god I would be headed to a better place.
"Great... Now he is going to think of me as being incompedent," he sighed and hoped the icecream didn't melt by the time Axel got here. Staying with the groceries he placed them down outside of the store and waited for the red head.
"Yeah I think so?" he wavered and swayed like a branch in the breeze. "I'm more worrried about what Xemnas is going to do to you and me though," he shook in fear at the sight of his boss.
Serious, I edited my post in Build Your Cages. Sorry about that.*dodges things thrown at me* I guess I was having a Demyx moment. *LOL*
His nerves were screaming out as his back collided with the brick wall as he dubbed over in pain. He yelled out in a high pitch at first deepening by the second nearly getting the wind knocked out of him. He cowared by the boss's booming voice that made him turn white as a ghost. Cringing he felt Xion shaking him concerned for his well being. Trying to get up he noticed Sora and Kairi in the background and in a blink of an eye he watched Sora run towards him. Managing as much strength as he could muster, he stood up to his feet staggering and doing his best to be strong. "Xion?" he gasped knowing she had returned.
Cloud reached over to the side of the bed where Demyx was looking straight up at him and touched his shoulder. He wanted to offer some comfort to the lost nobody in desperate search of a friend outside the organization. He could tell the anguish he was experiencing by his body posture and worried expression. He blamed himself for all of this and he wasn't expecting any trouble to come from it. What was so wrong about being friends in the first place? Demyx didn't ask for this fate of being a slave to Xemnas. It just happened and he chose to have his own mind and free will behind the others backs. He didn't do anything wrong to deserve this kind of life. Cloud was beginning to understand more about the melodious nocturne as his situation related to his own sad past, caused by Sephiroth who had betrayed him and pierced him through the chest with his slender blade protruding from his back. He had lost his best friend Zack Fair and it could of all been avoided if he somehow knew of Sephiroth's intentions. He blamed himself for Zack's death and how fate had crushed his light and altered his thinking process and how pestimistic he became forever shrouded in darkness. He could not escape the life he lead ruled by another forever in Sephiroth's midsts being hunted until his inner light was snuffed out for good. Demyx was in the same predictament with Xemnas forever being sworn to serve him and carry out his wishes and the other higher organization members' orders. Patting him gentely on the shoulder, his blue eyes saw the azure ones that held a diminshing twinkle fading with the layers of doubt and insecurity. His own glove felt the curved arch of a point on each of his shoulders protruding out as he slowly studied the material of the organization cloak. Demyx's leather cloak held some differences from the others and he wondered what the reason was? Was he able to choose this difference on his own to make him stand out from the rest in some regard or was the slight difference held for a reason that the spiky blonde warrior could not fanthom? That was the only difference he noticed for other than that, the cloak was exactly the same as the others. "Hey it will be okay. Everything works out in the end. I've learned to deal with what life throws at me the best I can. No matter what anyone says you should be the one that controls your own life and not have anyone control it for you. It's hard and frusterating and it will lead to trouble, but in the end it's all for the best. No one can ever take away free will," he offered his hand out in a gesture for his friend to take. Demyx smiled and took the hand helping him to his feet. He was greatful that Cloud was reasonable and seemed to care enough about him to bother giving him advise. The musician gazed at Cloud's blue eyes and read some sort of deep sadness held within. The warrior had been through a great deal and he admired his strength to carry on and have the stamina to keep going no matter what. Demyx placed his hand on Cloud's chest curious of the beating heart that thumped rapidly as he placed his ear to it listening to the constant pulses like that of a steady beating drum. "So this is what a heart sounds and feels like. I've forgotten what it's like." It intrigued him wanting to know more about it since he had lost his own when he became a nobody. His touch made Cloud tense for a minute unsure of what he was doing, but he relaxed remembering that nobodies didn't have what he took for granted. He was curious was all and there was nothing wrong about that. Once he gotten his fullfillement of a sensation he forever yearned for, he removed his hand from Cloud's chest and blushed hoping he didn't do anything wrong. "Sorry. I was caught in a trance by the beating of your heart. It's what I want more then anything in the whole world. I would like to be whole again and not some empty shell whose fate is to disappear in the darkness." Cloud smiled which he rarely did feeling remorse for his new comrade. "Demyx that won't be your fate. You have so much to live for. You're not like the others at all. You care and feel even if you're told you're only decieving yourself. Even if you are living a lie, it's better to live with peace and happiness then one in turmoil. Look to your inner light," Cloud recieted what Tifa and Aerith had told him several times in the past. They were rubbing off on him and helped him through his hardest stuggles telling him to always see the light through the darkness. "Besides," he got up from the bed, "I'll do what I can to protect you. I always protect my friends," his heart of gold rang true to the musician whom felt better about himself. Cloud noticed him raise his arm into the air and summon forth a orb that transformed into a long instrument resembling a guitar. He remembered reading Leon's data and the journals Ansem had which refreshed his memory that this instument was indeed Demyx's weapon and one of the sources of his power. Reaching his hand out to touch it, he felt the slippery surface and pricked his finger on the sharp blades. "So this your mighty weapon?" "Yes this is my pride and joy. My sitar means the world to me," he placed it on his lap and ran his fingers through the strings resonating a beautiful sound. "I'm not perfect and I've been trying to satisfy myself with the right sound, but nothing seems to come out right. The more I practice searching for that particular sound the more disappointed I get," he twinked his instument, his right hand plucking the strings, with his index finger holding a few down while his pointer finger felt the middle ones creating a different sound one of a higher pitch. "This works for now," he closed his eyes as he hummed a song to softly making up some lyrics as he created his melody. His singing was like of an angel for it livened up the room and sent forth shivers down Cloud's spine. He was caught in a trance by the siren. A wave of pleasure washed over Cloud's soul as he felt the darkness and his doubts drifting away. They would soon return, but for now they had disapated from the light that shone through. Demyx's singing halted as a thunderbolt crashed on the sky reminding him of where he was. The boom of thunder followed along with another flash as he ended his tune. Cloud heard the crash that knocked him back to his sences as he looked outside at the darkness and the heartshaped moon looming in the distance. "I guess you get used to that." He felt cold all of a sudden and wrapped himself in one of Demyx's warm black and blue blankets form on top of his bed that was soft and fluffy. He held it tight to him wishing he had something hot to eat and drink. Shivering, he felt the melodious nocturne's warm touch on his chest as he felt warm steam warm up his frigid flesh. Sighing outloud with relief his goosebumps disappeared as he lay his head back on the ninth member's chest temporaily letting the warm sensation flow through his body rasing his body temperature up. "Mmmm... it's like I'm in a hot bath," he mused his eyelids becoming heavy, his body totally relaxed. Demyx rubbed him having his water in its steam phase travel to his lungs as he inhaled the moisture. Once his water had done the job, he gentely nudged Cloud onto his pillow making sure he was warm and comfortable. "You look hungry and thirsty. I'll get us something hot to eat. Just stay where you are. I'll be right back," he covered his face in the covers and left his room, running down the hall, jumping down the flight of stairs and sliding down the rail using his water and feet to propel him across the room in a graceful and beautiful display. Dashing into the kitchen, he frantically searched for something for them both to enjoy. Opening up the freezer he found some potstickers and poured what was left for them into a pot of water that he heated up using his power. Within seconds the water was boiling as he increased his water pressure cutting down the time to cook them. In a matter of minutes, they were ready along with the sauce he defrosted. Taking out two bottles of punch from the fridge, some napkins from the cupboard, he set them on the counter and drained the potstickers of any starch with a strainer. Lastly he placed them in a bowl, cleaned up his mess, and took out a large bag of salsa cheese seasoned chips from the cupboard along with chopsticks. Taking his time carrying all of his items he made his way up all the stairs, down the hall and gentely knocked on his door for Cloud to open it. Yawning slighty the blonde youth heard the knocking and walked over to the door, his arms wrapped around himself holding and dragging the blanket behind him. He peered through the door and saw that it was Demyx with food. Opening up the door, he closed and locked it once the nobody had entered. He sat back on the bed and drapped the blanket around him away from his hands so he wouldn't get food on it. Sniffing the auroma, his stomach growled as he picked up the chopsticks Demyx gave him and chowed down on the delicious morsels savoring each bite that he dipped in the gourmet terryakki sause. Demyx had outdone himself as he watched him eat his meal while licking his lips from the sauce that dripped from them. Taking another bite, his eyes lit up when he was offered some chips. Munching on them gradually, he drank his punch and looked for something to wipe his mouth with. Demyx noticed that and gave him some napkins from underneath the bowl. Cloud took one and wiped the sause from his the side of his mouth before eating some more potstickers. "These are really good," he swallowed his mouthful before speaking. "Demyx I didn't know you knew how to cook." With his right hand picking up some chips, he shoved them into his mouth followed by a swig of punch. "Huh? Oh I know how to make some things. I just had to boil water and that's easy with my power," he bragged biting into another potsticker, chewing it slowly and swallowing it. "I've had to learn to fend for myself if I wanted to surive," he ate some more chips and whiped his mouth with a napkin. "I'm glad you like it," he cheerfully added feeling great for being complenmented instead of sneered or put down for. Once he and Cloud finished their meal, Demyx summoned his dancer to clean up his mess. This was all he could do in the meantime. His powers were slowly returning, but they weren't quite ready to use. Perhaps in a few mintutes he would test them out again. The dancer nodded its head not saying a word as if left taking the dirty dishes to the kitchen and cleaned them up before disappearing elsewhere. Demyx stretched out on his bed with Cloud next to him glad that the meal was sitting well in his gut. Upon seeing that Cloud had moved his hand, his eyes gazed at the comlink that was presenting some images. Interested he took a closer look and saw Axel and Larxene through the display. Cloud was indeed crafty to make what looked like a mini version of a crystal ball, but with his advance tecnology anything was possible. Cuddling up to him, he watched as Cloud rested his eyes, his breath resonating as he inhaled and exhaled slowly. Demyx smiled at his friend as he kept his eyes on Cloud's display of the comlink. His smile wanned like that of the tide at who he saw on the dance floor. What the hell were they doing there? Were they trying to get more drunk and so wasted that anyone could take advantage of them? His memories began to flash as he recalled the times he had with one of his friends. Myde always thought Ale was jealous of him. Myde had moves like no other. He would sweep the other contestants off their feet and blow them away with his awesome moves shaming everyone else. Music was in his blood and was how he became such a rockstar and a model having girls and some guys swoon over him. Demyx shook his head from that memory and tested his power to see if he could summon a portal. It worked, but it was weak and it was now or never to show Axel, Larxene and anyone else in the club what he could do. He would not let them have fun without him hogging the spotlight as he did numerous times when he was human. Smirking he kept his portal open and shook the warrior for him to wake up. Cloud groaned and yawned once more getting the sleep out of his eyes. What could cause Demyx to bother him from his sleep? Perhaps they were in danger. Opening his eyes he lept off the bed and took out his weapon that leaned against the wall next to Demyx's sitar. Glaring he waited for any dangerous adversary to come to him. Realizing it was only Demyx that touched him, he lowered his weapon. "I thought I was going to be under attack," he eased his breathing, his heart thumping rapidly. "What's with the dark void?" Demyx summoned his sitar from the wall and made it disappear able to call upon it if he needed to. "Cloud we're fine, but I feel we should leave. I have something I need to do plus my powers are startting to come back. That is why I summoned the portal of darkness. I looked at your comlink and I saw Larxene and Axel somewhere else at some nightclub. If there is anything I can't stand is them having fun without me being the life of the party. Besides I need to have some fun before I see the boss again and hopefully he doesn't know of our friendship. I can't bare seeing you as a captive which is why we need to leave now. You can take my blanket with you if you're cold. Keep it," he led him through the void and made sure no harm came to him as they passed through. Hiding in the shadows in the interior of the nightclub he saw the dancers having a blast as he and the warrior were concealed away from all of the other dancers and watchers observing from afar keeping to themselves as the music blared the room.
Man what will people think of next? It seems someone has to ruin it for everyone. One lame dead brainhead idea thinking it is freedom of expression is going over the line. Ever heard of decency anymore and sexual predators out there? The world is becoming a sicker deranged place and I hate to think of what is going to happen next. Technology is being used for the wrong reasons just for lust and pleasure and now phones priveleges are being abused just for the sheer moment of satisfaction. Parents need to be informed of all these issue and be aware of what goes on in their child's life.
Its all a matter of opinion. I liked Twilight even though there was not to much blood and gore and I thought it had a good story. Stephen King was not expecting what his visionary of vampires would be. It all depends on the general audience.
Demyx jumped in place excited that he got to have one also. Snatching the gun in a hurry, he filled it up with his choice of color pink and began to spray the room. "This is so much fun," he grinned spraying like a madman.
(OOC: Where I live it sounds like a monsoon outside.) Edit: Sorry Serious. I must of overlooked that. I'll edit right now.) Raising his head from the warm water all of the shampoo and conditioner had rinsed out, but the water was a dingy color that needed to be emptied. Dropping his dolphin loofa in the bathtub, he rose up, lifted the bath plug and placed the attachable shower head around his back to wash off the remaining residue. Hot steam fogged up the mirrors as he sighed with relief glad that he was clean. His wounds were healing up nicely on account of the soap and water washing out the germs, and the horrible liquid he drank earlier was healing him from within. He had to make sure to get some more in order to get his full strength back even if it meant breaking into Vexen's lab and stealing some. What choice did he have? If he asked Vexen would refuse and shove him out so the other option was to resort to being a thief, but it was for a good cause right? The playful nobody opened his mouth letting the jet streams from the showerhead flood across his tongue before swishing and spitting out the contents. Cupping his hands, he captured the water and splashed it onto his face, the droplets flowing down his body not bothering him in the least. His peaceful moment escaped when his ears picked up on the grumbling of Axel telling him to hurry up. Demyx wanted to savor his bath/shower being the water hog he was he always took long baths for different reasons mainly due to his element, but the flurry of dancing flames did have a point. He couldn't just stand there forever and what if he was called away? There would go the musician's privacy out the window. He was certain that would be the case for Roxas would think standing in the doorway like a statue was a waste of time and would leave on his own accord. Groaning out loud for not wanting to leave, he relunctly answered his friend as he reached for his towel and wrapped it around his waist. "All right. All right I'm out. I have to get dressed first." Drying himself off quickly fearing Axel and Roxas would leave him in a matter of seconds, he picked up his clothes and sat on his toilet placing his underwear and socks on first followed by his black sleep pants, and then lastly his hooded satin cotton polyester black sheek robe that revealed his upper body if he didn't wrap up. Taking his comb to his hair he brushed it making sure the tangles were out of his longer part of his mullet and applied gel to the top getting it to his usual style. Gathering up his dirty clothes he tossed them in his clothes hamper and walked out feeling refreshed and revived. "Thanks," he said to Axel patting him on the shoulder. "Way to go with burning my door down," he causally replied in a sarcastic tone. Smiling at Roxas, he placed his right hand on his head and gave him a noogie. Yep, there was nothing like a bath to revitalize your mood and body. Sniffing the air, he took out a bottle of air freshner from under his bed and sprayed the room wanting it to smell fresh. Peering outside his window, he placed his hand on his chin wondering what time it was? He never liked clocks since they were the symbols of pressure and restraint. He would rather go by his own schedule free to do what he wanted spontaniously. Shrugging his shoulders, Demyx cleaned up his room a bit until his stomach interrupted his work. Clutching it with his right hand, his gut was craving food and refreshment. He needed to eat something, but who knows what he would find in the kitchen? Normally there were no meals prepared for them and it was fend for themselves. Demyx was getting bored of the usual methods and he thought it would be nice if all of the organization could sit down at a table like a family and eat together, but then again he was dreaming if that ever happened. Xemnas didn't care for any of them just as long as they did what they were ordered to do. The others would frown upon the idea, but Demyx being the carefree one would at least ask what the others thought about it. Facing Axel and Roxas, the melodious nocturne stretched his arms and placed them behind his head. "I'm going to get some food. I'm starving. I'll be in the kitchen," he left his room walking down the hall and followed by the stairs as he entered the main level of the corridors heading to the kitchen. Humming a tune in his head and feeling like himself again, he opened up the freezer in search for something to eat. That liquid medicine really did wonders for he didn't feel like death. He had his energy back and soon his stomach would cease its growling. Pushing some things around, he found a personal pan extra cheese supreme pizza. He didn't see a name on it so finder keepers. Taking it out and shutting the door, he read the instuctions and placed the pizza in the oven after the oven was preheated. Licking his chops, he opened up the fridge pulled out a seltzer soda for himself, followed by zesty cheese dip and cheese chips from the cupboard. "Now what should I do for twenty mintues?" he tapped his fingers on the table. "Hmm..." placing a chip with the dip on it in his mouth he came up with an idea. He did not know how long the medicine would last in his body and for one thing he did not want to feel the pain again. Pushing himself from the table from the chair he was sitting on, he headed out of the kitchen to Vexen's lab. Stopply suddendly he saw a purplish wave of energy swirling about. The lab was protected and he would not enter knowing what would happen if he tried. "Damn, I guess I will have to ask him or someone higher then him for another vile. Vexen is so mean though. He told me he would see me die or something along those lines. The boss will have to be the one, but I have to wait till he is done what ever he is doing. Maybe he'll find me," he turned back around and headed back into the kitchen waiting for his pizza to be done. Tapping his fingers once more he became even more bored as he shifted his robe and rubbed his shoulders. "The strange vibration stopped. I wonder who caused it. Maybe there was an explosion in Vexen's lab which would explain the purple void," he said out loud talking to himself to give himself some company.
Good idea fire mage. What she is simply doing is trying to involve everyone that will make sense and is not just random so no one will be bored....
Yeah I'll let them know. If you want you can respond as Sora to Organization XIII's Revenge. Leon did answer and Demyx did speak to him. For...
Cool I would love to join. I will let fire mage know as well.
"Ok, but I want a paint gun too. Painting by hand is going to take forever," Demyx looked at the brush and tossed it to the side. "Find me one okay?"
Ok. I was going by the lyrics was all. I also go by the beat of the song and if I don't like the song I won't use it. HellKitten likes it, so...
"Yes finally! I get to get out of here," he put the magazine back and watched the clerk scan all of the groceries. "Oh come on hurry up," he pulled out his munny and payed the clerk. "Great now how am I going to get all of this stuff home?" He decided to call Axel on his cellphone. "Come on pick up," he began to pace around the store. "He better pick up."
