"Ah! You maybe a pawn, but can you play chess?" Xelron said, crossing his arms to his chest like an 'x', and two keyblades apeared. "We will still get you to open that door." The two identical keyblades were exactly the same as Roxas's.
Xelron appeared in front of Xert, his hood down. "And those doors would be the ones that you would use with the princesses?" Xelron turned to Roxas. "The last member of the organization. The traitor. I've heard of you. And your real body? The keyblade wielder?"
:sleepy: you still have alot of spelling mistakes...
Huh? Played by? Isn't this supposed to be in the roleplay forum?
Xelron simply chuckled. "What do you have to gain to help me? Huh? Xert?"
Clay ran past a fate decider, and the army followed. He turned around just in time to throw a knife at one, and swing his sowrd at another. Xelron teleported from his place on the building, and appeared in Twilight town. He clapped twice, and Fate Deciders appeared, flying out of the ground. "This should do some stalling." Xelron said, snapping his fingers. Two cloaked people stood beside him, except they were Fate Deciders in disguise. "Find Sora." Xelron said. "And when you do, inform me." The two cloaked Deciders teleported away, searching for the one that beared the key.
You can't do that!
ask Destiny if you can blow it up. Now I do not want this role play thing to turn into a flammable place...against the rules.
occ: this is like an election... can we please role play now..?
Eh... huh? Didn't the nobody Silx was fighting xert? Fah! None of my business.... Clay ducked as a fate decider dived at him, and he rolled to the side as another slammed its blade hand straight where he was. Clay jumped up just as a fate decider swung its legs at him, and Clay dropped down, sword straight down onto the fate decider. Clay saw as the Fate deciders then grouped together, and all of them flew at him. Clay twirled around, slashing through the Fate's, and threw his chakram through one he slashed. He then landed, and fought much like Roxas did when he fought Riku.
occ: feh! To blow up an important building like that, and to use the world as construction is god-modding..is it not, Tularim?
occ: Im completely lost. Your spelling mistakes just made my brain do somersaults...although its having a good time... Xelron watched from a tall building at Xert and Silx, waiting for the outcome. "And who is this fellow?" Xelron said, keeping his face concealed by his hood. Clay ran at the fate deciders, they all jumping at him, as soon as they saw him. Clay rolled in between two, and spun his charkram in front of him, repelling the fate deciders from coming close. He swung his sword at one which tried to go behind him, but it only got slashed and decided another way to attack.
Well then... Played by: The one the only Soranspartanti name: Xelron age: 30 gender: boy appearance: An organization coat, and his face is like Zexions, with blue eyes, scars on his cheek, and hair like Zexions, with the exception that his hair is white, with a ponytail hanging all the way down to his ankles, with white pearl earings. world: That never was Bio: Heard of Sora, but never really met him personality: Smart, a real good strategist, plays with peoples minds, and loves to fight. weapon: He copies other peoples weapons, but fights dual. other: A mastermind of combat, he specializes in martial arts with dual weapons so can i join? ------ Clay watched as the cloaked person teleported away, leaving the fate deciders to roam free..and spot Clay
People trying to get as close as they can to be like their obbsessions... :poke: I think of their picture of what there name is..
occ: what are you talking about? feh.. So..uh can i make another character?
Im holding my hands up to my forehead getting annoyed... really..grah.
occ: hmmm....how can de-repping not work? Clay walked across the road, looking down, hands in his pockets. Clay stopped, and looked up. He saw an army of Fate deciders, and one cloaked person in the middle of it. "Huh?" Clay whispered. He unsheathed his sharingan, holding it high up to his face, and spun it. He unsheathed his wsword with his other hand, and held it like a dagger. "Who the heck are you?" Clay whispered. occ: hey can you make two characters?
occ: don't call me a big baby. I had to go somewhere. Clay angrily watched as the two friends beamed aboard the gummi ship. Thats how I was always raised. Thats how everything happened. Clay thought. People deserting me. Despising me. Clay shook his head, kicked a rock, and walked down the road away from the ship. Clay looked down at the bag full of coins. Then these aren't needed for me no more. He walked down the road, kicking a rock all the way.
I hate my writing. I am an author. Yes, but I suck. I write stories, starting on them, read them over, realize how bad they are, and throw them out the window.
