.::.Build Your Cages.::.

(OOC: Based on the video game, the manga, and the novels, I've also believed that there is more to Demyx then meets the eye and that he has two sides one that is carefree and the other well just downright dangerous. I mean how else could he have been a member of the notorious Organization XIII right?)

Demyx eyed her movements in the bathroom and he seemed to ignore her constant jeering and her obvious put downs. She had nothing better to do then constantly attempt to break his self esteem and degrade him with any move he made. Taking a deep breath, he steadied his hand movement that just wanted to slap her smack across her smug face.Who was she to call him a little boy? He was taller than her and they were similar in age both being young, but not as young as Roxas. It was him who gave in to the superior's orders and admitted defeat for that time; however, he always came back seeking revenge for those that embarrased him.

True he was the carefree member of the organization and normally did not welcome confrontations, but his true personaility was the reason why he was in the organization and was devoid of any postive emotions or feelings. Instead hatred, anger, revenge, and other traces of malcontent and malice were visiable whether they were concealed behind his self or not for he always felt that he did have a heart and at this moment only darkness was present. "You know I'm not as helpless or weak as I seem," he walked to the bathroom and grabbed the hand that shooed him. "I can be quite dangerous when given the chance," he twisted it savoring the uncomfortable postition she was in. "You're just like the rest," he pulled it harder listening for a scream or a yelll. "You think I'm an idiot and I don't know what goes on around here and that I'm hopeless," his words dripped venom as he pulled her closer to him. "Well in the past,l it was my superior Axel who told me that I should fight back before Roxas even showed up."

He pulled away thinking of her as scum, but still held onto to her, his fingers gripping both of her wrists as he faced her head on."I have always looked up to him and envied his friendship with the little brat. So with his words I discovered who I really am even though I pretend to act incompentent, clueless and stupid," he shoved her harshly as he watched her land with a thud on her bed. Doing the unthinkable and reacting only from instinct, he held her wrists down and leaned over her, his knees pressed firmly onto her mattress. "So next time you decide to degrade me in front of anyone, you're only making me stronger for you better watch your back at all costs and if you so as mention even a word of what I said to anyone, you'll soon learn what the true feeling of pain is not that you can't take it or anything. You'll soon learn to love it you sadistic witch," he reeled his hand back and slapped her in the face after getting off the bed.

Gasping with relief he held onto the side of the wall with a sense of accomplishment. "That felt so good," he thought as he closed his eyes, reverting back to his friendly carefree self. The room had seemed to darken for he realized what he had done. Getting nervous, he sheepihsly starrted to back away from the wall and to her door. "Ah ha. Um... I think the others are at the meeting or something like that. I would imagine they would have one after all that has happened so um no hard feelings and I'll see ya there," he smiled grinning slightly as he conjured up his dark portal, his body vanishing into the darkness as he reappeared on his throne in the room "Where Nothing Gathers". Looking up at the boss he said nervously "So did I miss anything important?"

 

OOC: I don't mean to step in on Deathsight, but after all, Sebax is wanting to be Leader of the second Org, and Traxce was pretty stupid on a curve, so could I ask for Axel? That'll be all I'll do unless asked as far as characters.

And as for the second in command. *Points to self is on quite a bit, except when he leaves only for a couple of days against his will, and who is a trusted friend of the RP starter.* >>....<<...^^"

BIC:

Sebax walked into the room where Xiomiara had been brought. "Well, well. If it ain't the little beasty who tried to sink her teeth into all me mates." Sebax said in the gruff, soothful, and smart-alecy voice of Captain Jack Sparrow. "Join this crew, and postpone the final judegment!" He finsihed in a more Davvy Jone-ish voice, stareing Xiomiara down.
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Luxord took his seat where nothing gathers, and waited. He would not speak unless spoken to, or saw the need for a witty remark.

OOC: I'll add Axel to this if Kat gives the OK.

 

OoC://
Actually, I assigned Deathsight44 for second in command, since he posts often and is on often.I was originally gonna ask *TwilightNight* but as she isn't on much I asked Death.

I've actually got someone on hand who would really want to play Axel, from what I'm told they are good at playing him.
So, Death, okay if he gets the spot instead?
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.........I think my mind just blew up, u gaiz......

 

OOC: it happens when you lead an RP this great. Trust me. I've blown my own mind to bits trying to make complicated RPs. And I don't really care if I don't get second in command or not. I just think it's fair since you and me have been good friends and Death already has a nice spot on the roster.
Also, think ya could have Rp'd?

 

OOC: The war for Axel. Who will succeed? O:

Xemnas eyed around, some of the members appearing, and even so, some were missing, and he waited for a while longer before beginning.

Larxene remained cold and impassive, and outright not giving a damn. Her face was blank, as well as her eyes, and even with him twisting her hand, and failing on making it hurt as bad it should have, she presented no response, nor a reaction. All she did was smile at him, inwardly gigling as he wanted to play the tough act. Was it agonizing? A bit. Only because of the cuts on her, since the ache on her body were more inside on her bones, and muscles, than anything. But as she stated, she was durable to pain, and she could handle it better than anyone else, especially when inflicted on her. His words were hardly getting through her, and from that moment on, she wondered when it was going to be over, not really caring what spiel he threw. At the same time, she was highly curious at what he was going to do. This was so entertaining, that it was unbelievable, so she'll let him pretend he was actually giving her something to be concerned about. It seems she got him all angry, but really, she wasn't scared of him. Why did he think he was so threatening to her? More precise, what was his interest with her at all?

It was in that moment that he had pushed her and placed her on the bed, or rather, she slammed down, and while that made her kind of confused at what was the point, she still permitted him to see why he was attempting to be like her. The...position he made was rather questionable, hovering on top of her this way, pining her down on her wrists...which, oddly enough, his grip on them made it hurt less. It was like when someone wrapped them tight in a bandage, and they're just so pressed down with pressure, that the stinging kind of leaves, probably due to the lack of circulation. Either way, she simply held on to that smile, the fact that he admired Axel of all people, and called him his superior, oh God, made her want to snort in laughter right at the moment. Larxene just could not take him seriously. He was trying way too hard in her mind, and really, it came out rather posessed, than anything naturally from him. And his warning. She was so scared about not telling anyone what he did...nah, not really. She does what she wants, she talks to who she wants, she says and reveals whatever the hell she wanted, and no mullet haired pitiful Nobody was going to stop her.

And when he went to slap her, her arm that he let go to attack was raised up, and she blocked the incoming strike quickly, accomplishing not letting it get the impact he was heading for. It was almost too late, and she had to shield her face by placing her hand on top, but she managed. In fact, something did smack, and she did feel some kind of impact [just not the full blow], but she wasn't positive if he noticed it wasn't the exact target. Even so, her expression hardened to that of stone, a destructive, malignant mask, and he went away before she could truly do anything that was worth disconnecting his head from his body. Now, now, she was all fine and dandy with watching and inspecting his movements, and what he was doing before wasn't harming her as much to take a initiative. Yet, when it went to actually lay a hand on her, that's where formalities ended. Thus, she wasn't going to let him do so, and she didn't. No one dares to do that, and the kid was really proving himself to be annoying, buzzing fly, that needed to be swat soon. Now that he was out of her room, finally, it was time to go back and do what she had planned before he had ever intruded, while thinking of how to get her small payback. This wasn't going to finish here. Getting up, she closed her front door, locking it securely, unfortunately not finding it broken, and went to the bathroom again in a flourish. There, seeing as the insolent spike in her side wasted her time with his whining of her thinking him as a weak existence, and still not knowing why he even cared what she thought of him, she went to take off her gloves, and then followed by her coat as she zipped it open.

Putting it on top of the laundry basket, leaving her with only her black tank top, pants, and boots, Larxene inspected and studied the slashes, and those thorns really did do a number on her, they looked hideous. Red, and even her skin...it was almost like a burn, and she proceeded to search her cabinet for a cream that Vexen had specifically made for them for this kind of situation, letting out a wince. She had to put them everywhere where those coils dug deep, and since the ointment dried instantly, it wouldn't be long until she made it to Where Nothing Gathers.

 

He looked into Xiomaras eye's in cold fury and said "because now..." his lightning was going insane eminating from his very soul "...I'm about to show you exactly why the 1st organisation should be afraid...They are about to see the origin of my power and the reason i was requested into this organisation in the first place..." and he seemed to drift over towards Toxyn without moving his legs and dragged Ravix over with him and he whispered so low that Xiomara couldn't hear "I need to ask you guys of something.I'm going to destroy the underground lab, within the castle and i need someone to stop them from interfearing.The room of Sleep is beneath the castle, Xemnas moved it from Radient Garden a year ago.I'm going to destroy it along with the lab.I want you guys to cover me because we are both indifferent so if one of us is in danger,which i doubt, we won't become fools and try to save each other.If you can help it keep some of the organisation alive.I have got different plans other than wasting them...After i'm done with the lab i will destroy the castle from the inside out.Keep away from me once i'm in because if you get in front of us...me you will be annilated.I'm not joking" he said as the lightning sparked out of him.[/COLOR]

 

Ooc: Yay, my OC is being ignored again...
Bic:
Saïx eyed Roxas seemingly emotionlessly, as the younger Nobody spoke, concealing the wild rage few people had managed to notice.
"So it seems that the Organization has a new thorn in it's flesh," he muttered more to himself, as others appeared in the white room.

Xamira blinked in mock surprise, as no-one answered her.
Oh right, I'm supposed to speak out loud...
"Hello?" She stepped by the other Nobodies:
"Am I supposed to be here? I'm Xamira, in case anyone cares..."

 

Xioimara forced herself not to make any facial expressions that would give off her position as a traitor. Not that it really mattered. They would kill her anyway, they all ready knew as far as Xioimara was concerned.
'They wouldn't be afraid of these numbers.'
She turned to Xamira's direction for a moment, "Meeting." She muttered under her breath. Not making any attempt to listen in on their conversation. She knew they were planning something, and when they got there she would immediately warn Xigbar or Xemnas of the threat. Hopefully, before anyone could attack them.
"Shall we leave now?" She asked in a calm voice, crossing her arms, and really didn't seem to care much about the idea. Something would happen. She felt so. If they weren't telling her anything, they were probably going to try something against her when the invasion started.
"Good idea." Ravix said in a low voice back to Daxma. "We need to be prepared to run at any moment if they suddenly came back in larger numbers, though." He mentioned, it made him feel good when they made plans. He liked to be able to look through and see what could go wrong. To think it through.

 

OOC: Wait, where are we?

BIC:

Sebax chuckled lowly. "Okay, how about we leave the beastial girl by herself, so that she can escape? Or better yet, take her someplace so she can attack us all and still escape." Said Sebax ammusedly. "No. I say we lock this puppy up in a chamber where she can't open a portal to darkness."

 

Leaning back on his white throne in a slouching postition, Demyx gazed at the other members in the room, his hands clutching the armrests as his feet dangled in mid air. His eyes focused on Xemnas mostly for he was the one who was seated the highest in the room "Where Nothing Gathers." He remembered how many meetings they had in this room and it brought forth to many memories ones that he hoped to forget. He remembered some of his questions to the others and they only ridiculed him for asking them thinking that he didn't know any better or that he was simply wasting their time with his comments. Regardless of what the other members said or thought, he remained calm and not tried not to let them get to him.

Swinging his feet back and forth, he waited patiently for the other members to arrive, his fingers drumming on his armrests to that of a tune in his head. He wondered why Xemnas decided to throw a meeting that was so urgent for all members to attend? Were they going to be under attack by the other organization or did they have a traitor in their midst? What ever the reason for the meeting, Demyx knew it was going to be boring and it would go in one ear and out the other for he wouldn't retain all of the information that was said unless the information was directed to him. "How much longer do we have to wait and why do these thrones have to be so uncomfortable?" he thought as he squirmed in his seat in order to get comfortable.

Staring at the other end of the room to the left of him and diagonal to him, he saw that Larxene's seat was empty and he began to feel a sense of dread of what he did to her. Of course she was asking for trouble with her attiude and her cruel ways, but he did hurt her in more ways than one. Demyx hated to reveal his other side, one that was cruel and dangerous to his adversaries, but that was what she was at that time when she insulted and threatened to kill him which lead to her and his painful fate by the superior. Demyx also had another fear that Larxene could not be trusted and could reveal his secret of the harm he caused to her. "It could mean months of mind numbing pain," he bit the inside of his tongue and let out a small yelp.

He only imagined what unspeakable torture Xemnas would unleash upon him as she stared at his spirit with her scorn and malcontent mixed in with pleasure of watching him slowly break piece by piece. His threat would not stop her from getting revenge for the harm he caused her. Shutting his eyes, the musician felt like a stone was in his stomach and a lump was in his throat. He began to sweat, a placid look replaced his usual coloring. No he would not let that happen. It could mean the end for him and then he would have to escape and be brought back only to be dealt with again. Being lost in his thoughts he decided he had to do the unimaginable. After the meeting was over he would talk to Larxene and make her understand the reason for his earlier actions. Maybe then just maybe she would show some sense of compassion and not turn him in.

Trying hard not to fall alsleep, he let his mind wander about the other members in the room. He hoped that none of them knew anything about that had occured and that no one would mention anything at the meeting. If that happened he would have to deny the whole thing in order to save himself or he would try to change the subject. It was the perfect plan and distraction and was one that he could accomplish without any doubt.

 

ooc: he left awhile ago actually. he's on top of the tower of TWTNW......

 

"Theres something i'd like to mention to you both, toxyn and Ravix that i don't want over heard so..." and as he stopped whispering he extracted his voice in the form of energy and it streamed into them "...I have developed a fictional universe to blend with our story.The story we toold Xiomara happened in this universe so once she see's we aren't bluffing she'll change to become one of the organisation for certain.If it doesn't work i've got plenty of other plans thought out within my head.." and at this his voice streamed back into his mouth.His expression still as cold and as angry as ever he turns to Xiomara."Since your apart of our organisation too we need to inform you of what we're doing because your going to have to help Ravix and Toxyn here.I will be destroying the lab and the castle at The World That Never Was from the inside out.You will help fend off your former comrades while i rip the place to shreads.I want to keepyour former comrades out of the way because i have other things in stor from them than destruction at my hands" he said as lightning pulsated out of him.

 

"Indeed, that holds truth. The only way we can retrieve it though is through orginization XIII though, and that is our biggest problem" he said to him. "Do not misunderstand. I believe the girl is an extremely vital part to our plans. None the less though, we require more then just that" he said with a sigh. "The one best way to ensure that a pile of sticks is to crumble is by removing a less important piece and bringing it into your possesion, and then using that opening which you have created to your advantage to grab at one of the core pieces which allowed it to form in the first place" he said to him. "The only problem we have right now is finding that one stick, and that is why we are here" he said to him

 

Toxyn chuckled a little when he heard this. "Tell me. why are you in our orginization? What is your specific purpose for being here?" he asked

 

"And what is it that drives you to do so?" he asked him

 

"Trust is not an issue" he said to him. "Whether his intentions are with or against the orginization is quite simple. I plan to speak with him later anyway, so I shall evaluate what he has to say" he said to him. "He most likely has the same thing in mind as I do though in saying this. In the end, we each have our seperate goals, and only work as an orginization in order to accomplish them. But, in doing so, we are also each individuals, making us prone to easily betraying one anouther" he said. "Our leader is a futile person who truelly holds nothing from which we may gain from" he said to him, with a sigh.

 

"It is that very carelessness which might get you killed" he said, as he rubbed his forhead with his thumb and index finger. "You must come to see, that though nationalism is good to rally up members, one must also know how to use it. You mussent underestimate our enemy, no matter who they are" he said to him

 

OOC:I thought toxyn was with the rest of us!

Daxma portalled to toxyn to tell him of the plan and he comes into a conversation.He didn't care."Toxyn i need to tell you of the plan.Kuaxa you could help us with this too.I'm planning to convert Xiomara to us using an artificial universe i created that mimics the story that i told Xiomara.We are going to destroy the pllace from the inside out.We are going to show Xiomara that she has been shunned by her organisation and that she has been replaced.I'm going to break her loyalty to that organisation.You, along with Ravix,Xiomara and if he wants to come,Kuaxa, will fend off the fake organisation members which will try to get at me as i destroy the fake Lab and castle.Xiomara will see what we need her to see and she will be ours.After that you can go after whatever the hell you like but getting Xiomara on our side is of the utmost importance" he said with cold fury pulsating through him.

 

ooc: toxyn is indeed with the rest of them, but his thinking involves much more malicious methods.

bic: "Oh really? That is quite interesting really. If you don't mind my asking, then how exsactly are you able to do this anyway? After all, one may only be able to do so much" he said to him with a grin.

 

OOC: I actually had to see the female Org. uniform for this post with Larxene to understand [I'm not sure about Xion yet, but, I'm positive is the same], and is very visible when they show her leg [having us girls pass through the horrid hidden fanservie...then again *looks at multitude of KH bishies*. I shouldn't complain :D. Teehee] as she royally pwned Sora the first time, that she wears tight black pants.

So, I've confirmed they are leggings. In fact, for proof of claim, I present ye picture of said leg action: http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i188/StarChipette/Ansem Retort/PwnageExtreme.jpg

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Moving on...

Larxene sighed as she was done putting on her pants, rather, the black leggings. There was a difference between what outfits each Organization member wears on gender, other than the high heeled boots, and while males in the group used normal, black pants as right for them, the girls, wore black leggings. Fitting, and like another skin. Usually, these were known for exercising, so the comfortable freedom that it gave to her was perfect. It let her move her flexibility, let her administer her high end kicks smoothly, and she can spread her terror in a swift flow. Of course, there were also contrasts in the black cloaks themselves, though this went for all of them; some rare members, like Axel, Xigbar, and she supposed to add him in, Demyx, had tight sleeves [it did not work for Axel as much, in her opinion, considering he was already anorexic thin, and that chosen style didn't help him cover the fact that he's a stick], while the rest, wore them loose, like Marluxia, Saïx, Xemnas...it was all relative. It made her ponder over how did they ever get their uniform tailor-made fit for them. Who created them? When she had joined the very first time, her clothes, and extra, were laid on her bed for her by the time she got accustomed to her new existence. Perfect shoe size, perfect leggings size, perfect length of cloak size, it was almost...abnormal.

Shaking her head at that, remembering that there was a meeting, she slid in her boots for further measure, and eyed herself in the mirror, the only thing covering her chest being a black sports bra. She had to let some of her article of clothing off to get the spots that were slashed, preferably her waist, and her thighs, and once that was done, she was all the more ready to continue forward. The pain inwardly was slightly fading after she took a pill [courtesy of Vexen again], still there, but not such a bother to her to get in the way of her fighting. And the burning cuts were all refreshed with Vexen's ointment, which covered them like thin ice, slowly taking away the stings, and cooling them. It felt delightfully good. If they were to go to this...other Organization's castle to wreak havoc [and to get her revenge on Demyx on par with that, though there were still too many ideas of how to pay him triple, that she couldn't decide which], she had to be in good shape. Raising her arms upward in a stretch, loosening the hidden muscles of her body, she grabbed her cloak, and placed it on as she zipped it close, followed by her gloves in succession.

A part of Larxene wanted to go without it, just to see the looks on the members' faces for the hell of it when she showed up half with nothing, it would be amusing. However, she'll be damned before she ever got to reveal any skin to them. She did have her dignity, and she doubted they'll ever see her with anything else, but her uniform on. The least they could see her is in her nightwear, and yet, that's usually covered with a robe. Unless she was utterly and fully out of it, it wasn't happening. And she didn't believe the men here thought of that anyway with the situation they were in. A plus. Fixing her hair a little, she in turn portalled out when she was ready, appearing in her assigned marble chair as the black frills vanished, crossing her ankles as her eyes looked around. There were still just a few, two to three missing, and, she wasn't late.

Xemnas noted Larxene's entrance vigilantly, and she seemed to be physically alright for the mission ahead. There were just a few missing, and he was not certain whether to start without them. Time was wasting. They needed to do this fast and quickly. Briefly closing his eyes and then reopening them, he eyed his members. "For the remaining that are still missing, they will have to catch up, as we need to move this on. First, how many of you are aware of the position we are in before I explain?"