The Cursed Organization

Roxas laughed. 'WOW!!! It worked! I REFUSE to be tormented as a..dog...' He thought. He was still light-headed. He was getting better,but the tired effect was still in place...

 

Xaldin stared at the poor Roxas, and started writing again. "Don't worry, Roxas... I _________________ know what it's like to be _______ turned into _______ some creature. How do you ____ think _________ I got ___________ sideburns the size of _________ Texas, and dreads that would even put ______ Bob Marly to ______ shame?" He giggled a little. "Blame Vexen... Again," he wrote. Strange how that was the only sentence he could write without messing up.

 

Demyx came back and said here now what do you want to do?

 

Roxas stumbled over to Demyx. 'I think I want to got listen to some music...' He thought as he picked up his Keyblade in his mouth. He then started to walk down the hall to the Living Room. 'Maybe I can get him to play his Sitar...' He thought.

 

Luxord looked around thinking someone may be near by and yelled, "Who wants to listen to some music?"

 

Roxas heard Luxord's voice. 'I should go see what's up...' He thought. He was feeling MUCH better. He was still off-balance,and started to run down the hall,and rammed his head into a wall. He fell on the floor,dazed. 'I..am...stupid....' He thought,still lying there...

 

Luxord didn't hear anyone responed to his qury and so he turned on the stario.

OOC: Music weee!!!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RQz60LJicyo

 

Roxas slowly rose,and shook his head. 'Okay..that hurt...' He thought. He then walked into the Living Room. He saw Luxord,and walked over to him. He sat infront of him. 'Well,Luxord's here now...' He thought.

 

Xaldin bit his tongue as he saw Roxas run head-first into the wall, trying his best not to laugh. He wrote in huge letters that took up the whole paper, "WHAT AN IDIOT!!!!!"

He blinked, then ripped up the paper up into shreds, and tossed them all over the place, sighing. Better go get some more paper... he thought bitterly, making his way to his room again.

 

OOC: so srry i haven't been on in the past day or so. I was having mad computer trouble and it took all my strength not to hit something. *sigh* anyway...

BIC:
"Vexen, a lot of strnge things have been going on so I shall excuse you from your tardiness." he began. "We should get busy trying to find Zexion, be careful not to let him see you. If he does, he may try to escape or something of the like." Once he finished speaking he began nibbled at the remainder of his oh so delicious brownie.

 

Vexen sighed..... "Alright Xemnas, I'll find Zexion for you. But just for your info... Your fly is gonna come undone from your pants in exactly 20 minutes from now and I'm just trying to save you the embaressment by telling you in advance sir." He then teleported back to the lab and concentrating his energy he had to figure out where Zexion was.

 

Roxas listened to the music for a bit. 'Alright,bored now...' He thought. He then started to walk down the ever-so-popular halway. 'I need to find SOMETHING to do...' He thought.

 

Luxord started to dance to the beat and said to Roxas, "Come on pup let's dance."

 

Roxas looked back. 'I wonder if The Gambler's still drunk? Or,has he gotten over it? Either way,I want to chew on something again...' He thought. He aimlessly walked down the hall...

 

Vexen soon remembered where Zexion was and forgetting the superior's warning he teleported beside Zexion. He was quite curious as to what number 6 was up to and looking over his sholder he simply sated "What are you up to, my cloaked and sceaming friend. I wish to be informed as to how it came upone us this so called 'curse' of the organization... Xemnas said I should talk with you about such matters."

Vexen waited paciently for an answer and sighing he hoped he could get this all sorted out soon so Xemnas would nolonger be angered with him for sleeping during the day most of the time and working all hours of the night.

He enjoyed working at night far more than during the day and as a nobody he didnt need much food so it all worked out except for that he had lost quite a bit of weight, 22.843210 pounds to be exact.

(OOC:oh god... make the facts stop!)

 

Zexion nearly jumped at hearing Vexen's voice and looked at him.

"Well number IV... oh snap..."

in the distance, there was a snapping sound followed by a scream.

"Oops... umm. poster board and maker."

*flash*

He then wrote down his explanation.

~Well Vexen, to shorten the explanation... I was practicing my magic. Demyx interrupted. I snapped at him and cursed him and everyone in this castle, along with myself and... let's just say the rest is history. And the reason I have written on a poster is because if I speak, I automatically cast a spell and that's not good... like what happened just now... I think I snapped someone's spine.~

Zexion glanced over at a forming crowd. He did snap someone's spine.

"And now if you'll excuse me... I've got to avoid the police so I that I don't get a criminal record." and Zexion took off running as sirens where heard outside the store.

'Great... I MADE the cops come after me... Zexy, you're a genius.'

 

Demyx started to play his sitar.

 

Roxas heard Demyx playing the Sitar. He walked down the hall,and found him. He sat down,and listened. 'I think I'm the only one in the Organization that can stand listening to the Sitar anymore...' He thought.

 

Demyx started singing.

 

Vexen sighed as he finished reading.... He then pushed the crowd out of the way, he was technically a doctor and he was here before the ambulance. He did what he could for the person and quickly left the scene before the parimedics got there.

Vexen then caught up with Zexion again and walking beside him he handed Zexion a note pad to make life easier. He then quickly explained "And I suppose you dont know the counter spell. Wait....." Vexen paused.

"Stupid question, I know you dont know the counter spell. Well anyway.... I suppose that there is no way that a scientific or mathimatical formula which I could possibly create will reverse this tragedy which seems to have befallen us."

He continued "Not that I mind knowing all, it's wonderful knowing exactly how meny times Xigbar has gotten drunk and how meny times Luxord lost at strip poker.... dosent bug me one bit." Vexen sounded angry and with good reason.... no one really wanted to know how meny times Luxord had lost at strip poker, and if they did... they were nuts! Or atleast, that was Vexen's oppinion.

((OOC: sorry Luxord and Xigbar fans))