Organization XIII - It's a beautiful day!

OOC: I'm not quite sure if it's okay to post or not, but since you said I could, 2Foxxie4U...

Zexion was walking down a hallway, the entire area dark, a musty scent lingering within the air. Raising his arm, he pressed his palm against the hard, cold stone wall, as if trying to feel for something. His fingers reaching the crevice of one brick, he tapped on it rhythmatically, starting a strange creaking sound resonating within the entire wall. Suddenly, the bricks shuffled, moving back, revealing another passageway leading downward. Tilting his head to the side, he began to travel down the road, his black cloak swooshing softly around his ankles. Several torches suspended on the wall began to ignite, brightening out the darkness of the tunnel. Reaching the end of the pathway, he found a girl, lying upon the ground, blood trailing down from several wounds on her body.
"Larxene," Zexion said, her name sounding foreign on his lips. "Larxene..."
Rushing forward, he bent down, bringing his arms around her. Her body was cold, and there was no pulse within her neck or wrist.
"Wake up...wake up, Larxene..." he murmured, squeezing his eyes shut.
"Ienzo?" a soft voice penetrated his mind.
Opening his eyes, he found himself face to face with the blurry outline of a man.
"Ienzo, are you alright?" the man asked, a trace of concern within his voice.
Blinking to clear his vision, Zexion gave a soft groan. "Wha...what just...happened?"
"You had a nightmare," Xehanort said, giving a comforting smile, a lock of his silver hair falling over his shoulder. "It's alright though...everything's fine...don't worry..."
Zexion gave a soft nod, as he slowly closed his eyes. "Xehanort?" he murmured.
"Yes...?"

Opening his eyes, Zexion found himself, surrounded with darkness. Blinking, his vision slowly adjusted to the inky black scenery. Realizing he was in his dim room of the Oblivion Castle, he slowly sat up, stretching out his back slightly. Sliding off the bed, he stood, suppressing a yawn he felt come up within his throat.
Xehanort... he mused, as he walked towards his dresser, to get changed. Weird...I haven't thought - or rather, dreamt - of our past in a while...or that nightmare I had that night either...how...puzzling...
Once dressed soundly in his black Organization cloak and boots, he opened a portal of darkness, stepping through, appearing in the kitchen.
Well, let's see what we have for breakfast now... he thought, tiredly running a hand through his short, messy slate-grey hair.

 

(( Huh... I kinda wanted to cntinue in this RP... Is that okay with everyone? If you want, I guess I could start over again...

But I really don't want to... TT^TT

And yes. As for the plot thing, go one like you normally would, I guess... =3;

:sweatdrop: Jeez, this is hard... Adam, where are you?! D= ))

Xigbar's eyes slowly flickered open. He yawned, stretched, and rolled over a little. "Ughnnn... 6... A...M... You've gotta be kiddin' me...!" he groaned, slamming his pillow over his head. "Being a little kid sucks... Oh well... 'least I ain't wettin' my bed or nothin'..." he grumbled, sliding out of bed.

He opened one of his drawers, carefully, and grudgingly put on another of his too-big tye-dye t-shirts. "I've really gotta go shopping again, soon..." he grumbled.

As he started to head out, he couldn't help but look at his new self in the mirror. The boy basically looked like a plushy version of his older self... Except one detail. He was completely perfect. His hair was completely jet black, not a gray strand in it. The scar was also gone. And because of the recent changes, the eye patch was a little too big, and was around his neck, revieling two, large, perfectly working yellow eyes. Also, his hair was the same length when he was a grown man, but now it almost seemed to touch the ground.

"Man... I hope I grow up soon..." he sighed, sadly. He left his room, softly shutting the door behind him

Now let's see if we've got any of that icecream left... I've got a sudden craving for sweets. Teehee...!~

 

OOC: Well, since you want to continue this RPG...sure, I'll just stick with it...but I'm going to have Zexion looked at it with new eyes, pretending anything he did before never happened, as it'll be way too hard to fit with what just happened and what he did...if that's okay with you.

Opening the pantry, Zexion withdrew a wrapped loaf of bread. Undoing the twine wrapped around the top, he took out a piece and then placed it within the toaster on the nearby counter. Tying it once more, he placed it back and then closed the cabinet.
Catching the 'scent' of Xigbar, he frowned. There was something distinctively different about it...
Turning, he walked out of the kitchen, peering out from the doorway into the hallway...to see the Freeshooter, approaching the area. Instantly, he could see what was wrong.
Xigbar was five-years-old. His clothes and eyepatch were obviously too large for his tiny, plush-like self, and he could see that all his scars had vanished. Even his hair was pure black - not a strand of grayness anywhere to be seen.
"Xigbar..." he said, crossing his arms. "What on earth happened to you?"

 

((I'm going to redo my intro for Luxord.))

Luxord woke up in the early hours of the morning. He looks to his clock. It's reading 0612. He mumbles some, sitting up and stretching his arms. Going to his bathroom, he stops when he looks at himself in a full body mirror. "Their gone...." All of his peircings were gone. His hair appears longer, his bangs hanging in his eyes. The tone of it didn't change either. Still a very pale yellow shade. His bright sky blue eyes stood out even more. They are definatly bigger, and rounded some. His stomach grumbles to him, telling him he's hungery.

Luxord quietly leaves the room for the kitchen. Along the way, he saw Zexion. The 5 year old looks up at him. "What's wrong?" He asked with his squeeky mouse like voice. Something else that stayed with him. His british accent.

 

((Okay, I'm not trying to sound impaicent or anything, but it's been three days since the last post. I've joined this rp to help it live on, but when 2Foxxie had called in others, I didn't think she ment for them to take up space and not even post anything. I mean, Kudo's to those who have at least put in SOME effort, but still, it would be nice if you could either come back or something....

I've seen rps die in the first hour they are born because of they were neglected by people who just get bored and are too lazy to come up with something new. I mean, seriously. Those who did put the effort into letting this one last so long had came up with ideas and even jumped off of the plot to weave in new branches. That's something great about any kind of story writting, yes I include rping as a way to exorsize story writting.

In short, WHERE THE HELL DID EVERYONE GO!?))

 

(( I'll be a little busy for a while with a whole buncha projects and studying and crap, so if i don't come back for a while, srry. X.x;

It's kinda hard to make intellegent posts when yer brain's bout near fried... :sweatrop:

--EDIT--

o.o;

Sorry - didn't mean to make it look like I didn't care! D= I'll post now... It'll make me feel better... TT^TT ))

 

OOC: I'm sorry, I've been busy lately and haven't been able to post here, since as Foxxie said, it does take quite a lot of brain juice. :sweatdrop:

Hearing a squeaky, British voice, accompanied with the usual 'scent', Zexion tilted his head up, alarmed. Turning, he looked down to see Luxord - chibified.
"Luxord..." he said, sternly, "what on earth happened to you?" He glanced over his shoulder at Xigbar. "What is going on to you two? Is this...is this part of Vexen's experiment or something?!"

 

"Experiment...?" Xigbar thought hard. "Uh... Nah dude, I dun think so... I mean... I don't remember anything... I mean... Uh..."

He struck a thoughtful pose. "The last thing I remember was that me an' Luxxy went to the bar one day, and got drunk and... then... We're kids... Yup."

 

Zexion was silent for a moment, contemplating this over.
"So...you went to the bar...got drunk...and woke up like...this," he remarked, dryly. "Well...this is certainly a predicament...I suppose I'll have to take you two to Vexen's to see why this is so..."
He turned around, toward the direction of Vexen's lab. "Come along with me now..."

 

((I don't have time for a full entry right now. This is just to let everyone know I'm still alive.

P.S. Foxxie, what Org. XIII members are still unaccounted for? Are we still A.I.-ing them until someone comes along? I got an e-mail saying what roles you and I would play, but that post was edited when I got here.))

Kingdom Hearts was glowing brightly when Xemnas opened his eyes. He wasn't quite sure what happened. He knew where he was, but the last hour or so was a blur. He seemed to remember some kind of attack and the girl...

...yes, Naminé, she had shown up and...something had happened but...

He had to find her. Had to make sure she was all right.

 

(( Sorry for the last suck-age post. D= My dad came out of no where and sacked me in the middle of my post and I had to go to bed right away. TT^TT ))

Xigbar blinked. "Wha? Oh... Okay. Um... I gotta tell ya, though, Vex might seem a little... different, though..." the boy said softly, rubbing his head.

(( --EDIT--

OH, whoa! O.o; Jackie Chan! Didn't see ya there! :sweatdrop:

Meh... I'mma go 'head and post as Saix.

And if you wanna see all our roles so far go to Here. ))

Saix blinked, tapping Xemnas's shoulder a bit. He must've forgotten I was here... He's been so... disconnected lately...

"Superior...? Superior, are you okay...? I, uh... I wanted to talk to you about something... If it's not too much a bother," he added, quickly.

 

"But I'm hungery." Luxord spoke. He starts to throw a fit where he stood. "I WANT MY COCO PUFFS! I WANT'EM I WANT'EM I WANT'EM!" He didn't stop stomp on the floor either, and apprently had no intention to until he was told that he can have his cereal. All the while, his british accent squeeked while he yells.

There's a silence in his stomping. He looks to Zexion, and just screams. Screaming like a banshee dying from having their heart being ripped from their cold chest. His face slowly grows red while yelling.

 

Xigbar's voice barely reached Zexion's ears, as he blinked in surprise, watching as Luxord threw a complete tandrum right there in the hallway, his loud scream reverberating from the walls. So here it was. A baby Luxord screaming as if he was a human child and not a Nobody, not a member of the diginifed Organization whose strived for a heart. This was a spoiled, annoying brat.
Alright, not having a heart, he could not feel any irritation towards him, but his screams were practically ringing in his ears, practically clouding any thought trying to form within his mind.
Bending down, he briskly encircled the boy's waist, lifting him up. Giving him a firm, yet gentle, shake, he ordered in a low, imperative voice, "Stop screaming or I will have to give you a spanking."
He could barely believe what he had to say to his comrade, but this was a kid, and measures had to be taken if he would continue to do this.

 

And the threat was just as empty as their emotional wells. "I WANT MY COCO PUFFS!" He yells again, kicking and swinging his limbs in the air. He couldn't hit Zexion, but maybe on his arms, and even then it wasn't that painful. Just like gitting hit in the same spot by a baseball. "I WANT MY COCO PUFFS!" He repeats himself. More and more while flailing in his arms.

Luxord goes quiet suddenly. He intakes a breath of air, and holds it. Why he thinks this is going to work, who knows, but the longer he held his breath, the redder his face would turn, then purple slowly going into blue.

((I'm sorry. I don't hate Zexion. I'm just doing things that my brother would do if he didn't want to go somewhere. Without the stripping. x.x))

 

OOC: lol That's okay. This is kind of funny actually. XD

After screaming and screaming, Luxord finally went silent...only to hold his breath in. What on earth was wrong with the kid? And all for some freaking cocoa puffs. It wasn't even a healthy breakfast! It was full of sugar and other processed ingredients, completely unhealthy for anyone, especially a kid...a hyper one at that. And where was Luxord's brain in all of this? All of it seemed to shrink when he turned into this...this kid...however that happened.
Having an idea, Zexion said, smoothly, "Alright...if you promise me to never scream, throw a tantrum, or hold your breath like this again, I will give you what you want."

 

He throws his hands up into the air, cheering. "I promise!" He smiles. He looks to Zexion. "Can I have my Coco Puffs now? Please?" That 'Please?' would be what one would call a Puss moment. From that one really popular movie that is currently forgotten. His eyes are big, and his bottom lip quivered some. He look like he was pouting.

 

(( OMG. XD Deja vu. XDDDD ))

"HEY!" Xigbar screamed suddenly. "Why does HE get Coco Puffs?! I want Coco Puffs now!" he protested. He was seriously considering throwing a fit, as well. After all, it had worked for Luxord, so... why not?

"Gimme Coco Puffs, NOW!!!!" he screamed, shoving past Luxord.

 

Oh great, first Luxord, now Xigbar. What was going on?!
Grabbing Luxord's shoulders and spinning him around to face Xigbar, Zexion said, "If you're silent and promise to do what Luxord did, then sure. You can get your cocoa puffs."
Any more tantrums and he would really have to start dishing out some discipline. Enough was enough...and two kids in the Organization was definitely not a good thing...

 

((Heheheh. Look what happened.))

"COCO PUFFS!" He yells happily as he ran off to the kitchen. During the run he had, he was making airplane noises, or car noises. From the brittish accented young boy, it was hard to tell what the vehical noise was. Just running threw going "VROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!"

Luxord stops halfway down the hall. "I'll race ya, Xigbar!" He yells, then turns and starts to run again. Laughing as he did.

 

OoC:Tis Axel's turn!!! XDDD Yeah. I know. I've neglected this page already. :C Whoopsie. Okay! Time to make up for lost time! Hope ya don't mind if I keep Axel regular sized. I'll have much MUCH more fun being the babysitter. >D


"Aaaaagh-ummmm," Axel yawned, scratching his back all the while. He took a quick look above his head, noticed a few strands of bed-ridden hair out of place, then ruffled them back to normal. "Mmmm," he mused to himself. "This might just end up being a slow day."

Yeah, he thought, no one's yelled at me yet.

As was Axel's thinking nearly every morning, what better to start the day than with a good bowl of his favorite cereal and a cold refreshing glass o' milk on the side? So, naturally, the kitchen was easy to find.

But Axel almost immediately knew something was wrong.

"Xemnas always yells at me by now.... This is so weird," Axel said to no one in particular as he walked the empty halls. "Man. Even Saix hasn't screamed yet. What's with this place?!"

It was then, out of nowhere, the screaming started. Coming straight from the kitchen.

Axel ran like a bat outta heck.