OOC: I'll just pick out the punishment and this the hell overwith. xD BIC: Darkness....the eternal abyss of blackness.....blacker than coal, blacker than the pupil of the eye, and way more black than Barrack Obama. This was what and all Luxord, the Gambler of Fate, saw, before a huge flash of light sparked before his eyes, engulfing him entirely. Then, in a moment, the light and darkness was gone, revealing a small suburb atmosphere, with only scarce light about, cast from lamposts. Luxord had wound up lying on his front, in minor manners of pain. Even worse than the pain, were the questions. What was that darkness? What was that light? And why is that bush looking dead at me....? Thinking of the last question, Luxord jumped to his feet, looking directly at the bush that was staring right back at him! He summoned a Nobody card deck into his hand with a flourish and darted his eyes at the saring bush. But in a moment, instead of anything hostile, a boy leapt out of the bush instead, quite young, probably only eleven, and looking quite scared. "I'm sorry...didn't mean to frighten you, sir..." Said the young boy. He had messed up jetblack hair covering most of his forehead, and was wearing a striped red shirt with white stripes along with the red, which looked rather big for him, and had jeans also a bit too large for his lanky frame. He wore round-rimmed glasses, which were scraped and cut in several spots on the glass, and beneath the glasses were deep, blue eyes. Luxord, a bit off-balance, quickly regained his balance and dismissed the nobody cards back into nothingness. "Perhaps I acted with too much celerity myself." Luxord rhetorics, offering his hand down to the boy to help hoist him up. Thr boy looks up at him with queer eyes. "Acted with what?" He asked confusedly, and took the hand and let Luxord lift him back up to his feet on the sidewalk. Luxord realizes that he had used rhetoric again without noticing and stands befuddled for a moment. "Celerity means haste. Quickness?" Luxord replies, putting in "Quickness" for reassurance. The boy nodded his head, though still looking a bit off, as he nodded, a lightening shaped scar could be seen through a part in his hair. "I'm Harry, Harry Potter, by the way." The boy introduced himself, shaking the hand he already had in his own. Luxord shook the hand back slowly, not really enthusiastic about any of this. "Luxord...The Gambler of Fate." Luxord says back, haveing no surname and haveing to use his Nobody title instead. "Are you from around here?" Harry asks, cocking an eyebrow. "Your accent sounds familiar." He notes on Luxord's similiar British voice. Luxord, haveing to lie, just shakes his head, not replying with any words. "Shouldn't you be home? And why were you hiding in those bushes?" Luxord asks to change the subject of where he came from. With this Harry looked embarrased and blushed red in the cheeks. "I was running from my cousin...Dudley..." He replies, shrugging his shoulders nervously. "But he'd be home by now, anyway." He notes afterward. Harry's eyes suddenly lit up. "Do you know anything about a school called "Hogwarts?" He asks enthusiastically. Luxord merely shakes his head truthfully, haveing never heard of such a place. Harry changes his mood down a notch and just smiles nervously. 'Oh well...it's just I've been getting letters from them about something...but I don't know what.." Harry explains. Luxord scratches his chin, deep in thought for a moment. "Do you have any place to stay?" Harry asks curiously, and grins when Luxord shakes his head "No." "Well if I show you the way, I'll go inside first, and then you can knock on the door a while after me, this way my Aunt and Uncle won't know you're with me." Harry goes one, a little spite in his voice when mentioning his Aunt and Uncle. "I'm pretty sure they'll let you stay for the night, since you look like somebody they'd like..." Harry notes on Luxord's almost refined look, despite his Organization Cloak. What happened next helped to aid the one down to the idea, as the once clear Saturday night sky turned black and started to rain, which would give anyone reason to wear a black water-******ent cloak. Acting on instinct, Luxord pulled the hood of his cloak over his head and zipped it up, bits and bobs hanging from the front zippers. Young Potter had already made a run for home as soon as the rain started to down pour, as he had no way of protecting himself from the droplets of liquified vapor himself. Luxord waited a while on the sidewalk, waiting to see Harry run inside a house on the block, on Privet Drive. With a heavy sigh of respute, Luxord calmly made his way through the pouring rain, heading towards the same house, unknowing of where this might lead him next.
If Nomura knows a good plot, which he always does, he will find the most creative way out there to bring him back. Who knows? It may be a game between the time we find out. But chances are, BBS won't be the only place we'll see Ansem again. The point behind my statement was pretty obvious to that point.
Vin is my favorite Naughty Dog character in entireity(I can do that since I've played all of the Naughty Dog studios games at some point in my life) character soooo...I got the message clearly...xD And yes, Nomura is a genius, which means he won't kill Ansem the Wise just yet. At some point beyond, we all may think he is permanently dead...but then again, at some point, we were all dead sure that the guy we fought at the end of the first game was a guy named Ansem...and also that he was dead, and still wasn't entirely. EDIT: OH! Cool! 460 posts!
Sebax meets Jarep's eyes with a fiendish gleam. "Inescapably." He replies cockily, and made way to the boats.
Kairi definately had "more to her" than in the first game. Not just in personality, but also in other areas...........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................like heighth......that's as far as I'm going about her growth from KH I to KH II......... But anyway, what I'm trying to say is: She's way hotter in KH II than in KH I....I'm just surprised nobody has said that thought...o.0
OOC: Problem. Luxord would be traveling to worlds where characters who are already in the courthouse live. Which means I'd have to control characters Pika has control over, and that would start a controversey over characters.... DF, could you select a different punishment from the ones I gave you earlier? Because I'll already be able to do what I was going to do in a different RP, so it doesn't really phaze me, and I'd be able to do something different. I edited the options and added two new ones from the ones I had to get rid of. Just pick a new one, please.
Leon quickly scampers out of the way, as the stor spinkler system comes on, and begins to douse him with cold wet water. In running blindly, he soon crashes into a door with a bang, his head making contact with the door hard. Above, the door reads: "Xenmas, Manager." Genie, still in the store, quickly poofs into a yellow and red fire-fiighter outfit, with a hose in hand, which, despite not being attached to a water source of any kind, was dripping bits of water onto the already soaked floor. "Don't anybody worry..." Genie said gruffly, turning the nozzle to turn on the power. "I'm a proffesional..." He notes just as darkly as the water bursts out in a rush, ctaching Genie off guard and causing him to be forced to ride on the house, it bucking him like a wild horse. The water coming out of the house begins to douse even more than what the sprinkler system was already doing, cuasing even more major water-damage to WalMart. "Some-..WHOA...body......TURN THIS THING OFF!!" Genie yells in panic, the hose starting to lift him into the air as it snaked wildly about.
Goofy gives a great big sigh, not really perking up as he heard the toast pop up from the toaster behind him. He got another plate out solmely, and put the toasted loaves of bread onto the plate. He got out the Jam, and then a knife, and without looking down at his plate at all, he sat back down, still staring straight up. As if on instinct, he took the knife, dipped it in the jam, and splattered it onto the plate. However, instead of landing on the toast, the jam landed on his own hand, which he had clumsily placed on the toast as he sat down. He spread the jam thin over his own gloved hand, and then placed the oter loaf his hand and the lower loaf. Now his hand was sandwhiched in between the two loaves, with his hand soaked in Jam. Slowly, his the other hand, he unthoughtfully lifted the sandwhich to his mouth, and bit down hard. A moment later, his eyes burst open in realization, and looked down at his snout, where he had his teeth bearing right into his own hand. In a mass of pain and clumsiness, Goofy managed to parade about his own kitchen, smashing into objects and causing things to crash. Ultimately, Goofy landed flat on his back, dzed on the floor of the kitchen. Outside, Axel and Demyx were just now walking into the cluttered driveway of the Goof residence, finding the front door to be locked, and the open garage too messy and cramped to walk through. Just as Demyx was about to take the moment and high-tail it, Axel grabbed him back the scruff of his hood, and held him there, Demyx not gaining any ground. Axel rolled his eyes and pointed his thumb towards the backyard. "How about we try the back door?" Axel suggest blankly, letting go of Demyx, and forcing him to follow. The backdoor opened with ease as Axel turned the handle, and led Demyx inside the house. Though they were Nobodies and could not feel, they felt a hint of shock to see their target, dead on the floor. Demyx hurried over to the fallen Goof, who's toungue was hanging out of his jaw, flopped onto the floor. He quickly took Goofy's shoe off, and placed the black foot to his ear, trying to listen for something. With a look of tragedy and loss on his face, he dropped the foot back onto the ground. "Not a single heart-beat, man..." Demyx sniffed, sitting on his knees in the kitchen, Axel standing crossarmed and leaning up against an opposite wall. Axel shook his head with pity....for Demyx's sake that is. He uncrossed his arms, and slowly walked over to where Goofy lay. He slowly lifted up his heavy foot, bringing and raising it almost to his chin, and literally pounded his foot back to the ground, and right onto Goofy's stomach with a horn-honking sound and a shocked wail from Goofy. Goofy quickly got up, and looked all around, daze-eyed and confused. Demyx, slightly confused himself, looked and burst into fake tears, calling on his water powers to make water come out of his eyes gradually. "He's alive!" He yelled out, embracing Goofy in a big Silly hug, and ctaching the Goof off-guard once more. Suddenly, Goofy not being totally stupid, looked from Demyx, who was still hugging him, and Axel, who was shaking his head in embarrasment. Goofy then lept up to his feet, making Demyx fall flat on his face on the ground at Goofy's one-shoed feet, and Goofy quickly clammbered into the living room in a haste. Seeing the moment to comprimise, Axel quickly followed him, taking only a moment to bring Demyx back to his feet, and the two followed Goofy into the living room. Already, Goofy had a Broom in hand, holding it bristles facing him, and waving the stick towards Axel and Demyx, across the room, heroically. Axel, not really being one to turn up violence, quickly made his way across the the room, and took the fire-poker from the fireplace, the iron cold but dangerous still. Inspired by Axel's quick movements, Demyx tries to leap over the couch, but only windes up clumsily tripping over the back of the couch, and then falling in a heap onto the floor after he bounced off of the cushions. Recouperating fast, Demyx then made his way to the fire place too, but only wound up taking the fire blower, which could only blow a little matter of air at a time. "Ah man....." Demyx groaned, pumping air out of the deivice in disdain. Axel shook his head at Demyx's actions, and then quickly parried his weapon at Goofy, who managed to block the fire poker with his own wooden stick brrom. As Goofy and Axel dueled, as if pirates, parrying, blocking, lunging, and jabbing at each other, with only bare misses, Demyx then discarded his mock-weapon and just stood there and watched Axel and Goofy go all out. But, Goofy was beginging to gain the foreground, Axel begining to weaken, and it only took a little more time to finally knock the fire poker out of the Axel's hands, and cuasing it to soar towards Demyx. Demyx shreiked and ducked, the Fire poker flying right over Demyx, and clattered in an armchair with a loud noise. Axel, on the grund and helpless, the stick of Goofy's broom fixed right in front of his neck, looking almost worreidly, suddenly sparked an idea, wondering why he hadn't thought of it before. Without hesitation, he summoned his chakrams, and beared them onto Goofy's broom, which chopped it into kindling quickly, leaving the once dominant-looking Goofy with only the bristles at the end. Goofy tossed the Bristled end behind him, and gulped as he stared at the chakrams worriedly. But just then, police sirens blared out around the house, and caused Demyx to go into panic, and hide behind the couch, while Axel and Goofy just darted their eyes around in confusion, red and blue lights peering into the room from the window facing the road outside. Axel dsiacarded his weapons and rolled into the fireplace, his slight and slim build able to climb up the chute a bit, and he held his grip on the bircks inside the dark chute, as he heard the front door being broken open, and feet marching into the house.
Sebax, hearing and adhereing to all of Jareps words, cocked an eyebrow at one point. "I'm afraid Mr. Jones will not be able to follow me onto land." Sebax pointed out. "As Davy can only step Foot...and crab leg...thing...on land but every ten years." Sebax further elaborated. If this went through, then his plan could go even further without delay. OOC: Sebax isn't bad guy.
Character sheet name- Aft Murok age- 23 gender- Male crew- Maria Gonfia-Petto, a fine looking lass, Italian, 21, thin waisted and voluptous, and First mate of the Cursed Storm, not to mention the only crew besides two others. Frederick Thomas, a portly, stout middle-aged man who mans the helm, and Eric Housthaus[Heir-ick Who-St-Has], a German Youth who mans the weaponary and firearms. Everybody takes turns with such things as cook, swabbing, and such. ship name- The Cursed Storm weapons- A Rapier Sword with his intials on the hilt. equipment- fraction- Good....I think....I honestly don't know....you'd have to ask him.....I don't have a bloody Clue Accent: Slightly Scottish Accent.
Sebax, meanwhile, was looking quite apprehensive, and looked between Jones, to the Gunpowder, then back to Jones. Nobodies were skilled actors, so now was definately the right to time to put up an act! Sebax just waltes up to Jones and grins. "They're all yours, Captain." Sebax says darkly, a grin even spreading across Jone's octupus features. "I'd thank you, Sebax, for helpin' ta release me...from me own locker..." Davy Replied, pausing before his last words, and then darting his eyes towards the others. Sebax turned to face the others, his hands holding each other behind his back. "I honestly hope there'd be no love lost between us all." Sebax says half-heartedly. "I just betrayed you is all..." OOC: I know all the lines from Davy Jones's calling of the Krakken....could, by chance,...do it?
I hear some peeps call them Marluxia, Zexion, and Riku......o.0 BIC: A frying pan slams onto a kitchen stove with a clang, a moment later, two cartoonic-white-gloved hands crack an egg and another, which land flatly onto the frying pan. It is Goofy, wearing an apron and a chef's hat, humming a merry little tune, who busy away at cooking the eggs in the frying pan, preparing breakfast for his son Max. Once the eggs were finally done, he slid them on a plate, and slowly and clumsily made his way to the neat dining table, still humming. Suddenly, he almost feels himself lose balance, as he steps onto a wooden skateboard, which had been laid there prior. Just as he was about to fall over, glass plate, eggs, and all, he quickly gains his balance oddly enough, and wipes the sweat from his brow with an easy sigh as he looked joyfully down to the still-in-tact plate of eggs in his hands. At last, he gently laid the plate on the table, but no sooner did it clink on the wood, a strong gust of wind passed from up the stairs, through the kitchen, and out the door with a bang, the eggs had vanished from the plate, leaving none for Goofy. Goofy rested his lanky arms on his hips sternly, looking down at the plate, for once knowing well why the plate's contents had disappeared so suddenly. "It's not easy raisin' a teenager..." Goofy noted half-stubbornly, slipping the empty plate off from the table and clattering it into the sink. Depressed from the lack of seeing his son at several points, and from the fac there was no more communication between him and his son Max, Goofy sobbily took off his Chef hat, it laying onto the table and then flopping to the side, and slipped the apron from under his head, which took some pulling to get his elongated longitudewise head, and laid it over a kitchen chair. Not having either the will power or ingrediants to make another batch of eggs, Goofy puts two slices of bread into the old toaster, and flops his head into his hands, his elbows rested on the table, and just sighs, sitting lonesome in his own kitchen. Meanwhile "Why'd I have to get paired with you?!" Said a espeacially ticked off red-headed Nobody by the name of Axel, his face annoyed and stubborn looking. He faced a slightly shorter, yougner looking Nobody, both of the them wearing the Organization XIII signature black cloaks, who went by the name of Demyx. He was less built than even the slim Axel, and had a brown mullet-cut hairdo, with bangs falling into his eyes and around his ears. Demyx just replied nervously, twitching a bit, "I told them they were sending the wrong guy!" Demyx defended himself, very much afraid of Axel, even though Demyx could crush the former in just a spalsh of water, as he controlled water, and Axel controlled fire. Axel just shrugged it all off and waved his hand about, gesturing to what he said next. "So what have we got to this time?" Axel half-moans, along with his wrist-turning hand gesture. With this, Demyx pulls out a small square notepaper, which flopped and crinckled as he took it out of his pocket. He held it a short distance away from himself, reading with bobs of his head, making his bangs flop slightly with each bob. "Capture George G. Geef...also more commonly know as "Goofy", and find out his true disposition..." Demyx read out slowly, and then slipped the paper back into his pocket. "I told them they were sending the wrong guy..." Demyx repeats himself with a moan. "We don't have time for complaints, Demyx..." Axel says annoyed and matter-of-factly, heading down the street of suburban houses they were walking on. The house they were looking for was somehwere in this neighborhood, so the two Nobodies needed to find it fast. OOC: A LLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONG Intro. I know. I like to set-up things so that they are more realistic. I'll get to the beach...and you'll love how I get there.
Dude, this isn't "running out of ideas", it's leaning more towards original. Like, when's the last time you saw a movie starring Chihuahuas? Espeacially one with Great Voices like Andy Garcia, George Lopez, Drew Barymore, Cheech Marin, Salma Hayek, Jamie Lee Curtis, and many others? Ididn'tthinkso.
Leon stopped in his tracks, and looked sternly back up at Angel. "Boo....." Leon says blankly in clear voice, only loud enough for Angel to hear. OOC: Please note: Dogs don't usually speak. And don't pick him up! Leon needs to infitrate the Organization! And I'm really thinking that would lean towards Roxas, but I'd have to see what Tularim says first about that, as he controls Rock Sack, also known as Chicken Wuss, BHK, Roku, and RuckSack.
OOC: I forgot I left about a block away...I thought Zack caught him in the hallway of the courtroom. But I'm getting pretty ticked off that everything I've been planning to do has reverted to nothing......... But DF, You don't have to nullify everything I say. If I say Luxord mysteriously disappears, then something odd happens.....HE MYSTERIOUSLY DISAPPEARS! I just want to continue where I left off, and get the sentence started already. I'll brain-storm, and then post the first part of the story later. I'd also like to point out: It wasn't just the canon-costume worlds I mentioned, I also mentioned anyother ones that aren't in the game as well. So here's what really happened: Future Zack succeeded, Luxord is on his way to his first punishment. Pika never got to draw on Luxord's face, and so has nothing to vent on. I'd hate to say it Pika, but you're going to have to react to Pika's strife in a different way....xD
OOC: uh-uh, no way. Those punishments I picked for you to select out weren't based on what Luxord has done, it was based on what I can work with. Despite his attempts to runaway, which were unfairly stopped by Zack...-_-(So much for all the brain-storming I've been doing for over a month about Luxord's runaway...wasted utterly), he should still have the same punishment. Luckily I'm one of those Role-players who will just go with anything, even if it doesn't serve my own purpose. In that way, I am almost versatile. But, do not forget everyone who agreed and supported your being judge, since, after-all, this affects Luxord's trial. You are a very skilled writer, DF, and far superior to me in both text and spelling, but when it comes to chilvary and tactness to others in role-play....quite literallly.....you truely do make the two appear dead. BIC: Luxord, in a haste on confusion and utter shock from Zack's somewhat blunt appearance, covers his face his sleeves as the blast comes at him. When the smoke and dust clears, he is completely unscathened, a winning-smile over his features. "I believe you attempts are nullified." Luxord retorts smartly and corgiently, extending his arm at Zack in gesture and bring it back to his side. But then Luxord is somewhat stricken with confusion as he feels an unearthly cold stretch across his feet, and feel bitter iceness bear through his boots down to his toes. Slightly unbalanced, he looks down at his feet, a curt, deep chuckle being let loose, not even moving his lips, but rather fazeing through his lips entirely, and the only gesture that ensured that it was him, was a slight bounce of his head as he looked down. Shadowy mist had engulfed the ground below him, and he was bound to the floor, and falling through the floor slowly. Only the bottom of his boots currently sinking, Luxord raised his head to face Zack in the frozen hallway. To somewhat make up for his deeds of past, he prepared to revert time to its mainstream, allowing the future Zack to find a way out of this present, if it was at all neccasary. He didn't exactly have enough "time" to find out if Zack had anyother way out, due to the fact the shadows had already englufed him to his upper torso, his arms raised in a cross position to keep them from being taken just yet. Just as he was about to lose all control over his motor abilities, Luxord took the last Yellow skittle he had swiped from Pika, and pops it into his mouth, just chewing the skittle and biding time as the shadows now engulfed most of his neck, leaving only his head left. Slowly, unpaniced, he gulped the gummi yet chewy remains of the candy in his mouth, and stared Zack straight in the face. "Touche'." He enunciates with a slight tilt of his head, a sly grin on his face, and chivalry and humility in his voice. A mere ploy, from his lack of true emotions, but if he were human,...that's how he would have mentioned it. As he was fully engulfed into the darkness, he reverted time to the mainstream, and his last thought as he totally disappeared into an unknown darkness, very different from fading away into darkness, being: I wonder how long it will take those fools to realize.....We only wanted....a heart.....I truely, truely....pity them....
Leon, browsing about in the pet department, still a girl, and still very impatient from Genie's lack of appearance. Slowly his eyes roved from shelf to shelf, looking at nothing in particular. Suddenly, thankfully with no one else about, Genie returns out of a puff of smoke, and appears in a fit of laughter as the smoke cleared. Leon swayed his hip to the side on instinct, and crossed his arms over his chest. "It's about time you showed up." Leon drawls out, almost smiling out of the corner of his mouth. Genie shrugged it off with a "meh", and a noninterested look on his face. "You find anything out?" He asks suddenly, his mood changing in an instant to eager. Leon waved his hand in gesture, and shook his head. "Not yet, but I'm going to try get close enough to one of the Wal-Mart employees to get information." Leon explained, though Genie's response was a deep chuckle. Leon gave him alook to ask him what he thought so funny. "You fixin' ta date one of 'em?" Genie asks humourously, in a slightly counrty accent. Leon looked down, forgetting for an instant what he now looked like. Indeed, he was techincally attractive enough in the new figure to attract any sort of attention, but due to the fact Leon would never stoop to that level, he gave a heavy sigh, and looked back up at the Genie, face exasperated but somewhat humored. Genie, getting the signal, rolls up his sleeves, blinks, realizing he doesn't where shirt, ergo, no sleeves, so he conjours up a sweater and then rolls its sleeves up. Wearing the rolled-up-sleeved sweater, he looks around, stroking his prominent chin, looking for inspiration. Suddenly, a light bulb pops over Genie's head, and face lights up in a broad, "hey-that-could-work" look. Genie pointed a single finger at Leon, having more control over his powers without Jafar around, and Leon begins to swirl in a whirlind of magic to finally winde up as...........: Leon looks down at himself with a wimperish "huh?". He sees two front legs, coated in brown fur, and a small body beneath him. He looks a pillar, which conviently had a mirror on it. In an instant, leon went from confused, to stupedfied, to angery! "A Chihuahua?!" Leon snaps up at Genie, who was now monumental compared to Leon's height of four inches tall. Genie shrugs nervously. "Sorry kid, I have to answer to a higher authority..." Genie notes nervously, but then switches his gaze a close-up of him on the camera and conjours up a movie poster out of midair, which depicts two small Chihuahuas being bowed to by several other Chihuahuas in a Aztec Temple Background. On the top of the Poster it reads: "Disney pictures presents: Beverly Hills Chihuahua." At the bottom it reads: "The Chihuahuas take control 09.26.08" Genie does a couple of eyebrow upds-and-downs at the camera, wearing a broad smile. Then he makes the Poster roll up by itself, and then it disappears into nothing in an instant. Leon, still sitting on small back paws, winces his eyes shut in annoyment at how Genie kept breaking the fourth wall. He'd facepalm....but literally speaking, he had neither palms or the flexiblity to get his paw onto his face long enough. He opened his eyes, still looking annoyed, but more agreeable. "So I can still speak English?" Leon asks curiously hearing his own voice as the same as before, back when he was his original self. Genie nods thoughtfully, and conjours up a black collar with a dangling dog tag on the front, the dog tag in the shape of Leon's trademark Greiver-symbol. Genie bent down, and put the small collar around leon's practically twiggy neck. Genie then straightened up and went into a salture, looking dart-straight-forward into the air above Leon. Leon just shakes his Chihuahua head, the greiver symbol dogtag rattling in the air as he did so, and strtuted off, actually somehow knowing how to walk perfectly on four feet. OOC: I made Genie advertise the new Disney movie coming out, since it looks like a pretty good movie....what...? xD But anyway, I plan on Leon being adotped by any Organization member down on their luck. And according to my plot-abilities, that would appear to be Roxas. Care for a free stray-dog, Tularim?
Yes, but you also receive Donald, with the prior suggestion.
At last, a chance to see the buddy-team of Axel and Roxas! For they are not actually a yaoi couple, but actually one of those people who are uncorrupted by our primitive Two-guys-who-are-the-best-of-friends-in-their-reality-but-to-many-others-in-our-stupid-corupted-universe-they're-somehow-gay theories. << >> And as to not upset the fangirls, I will change the subject: And oh yeah, Genie in the game is cool too. xD But honestly, judging by these pictures, we will get a nice tutorial into the game, and there will be fun cutscenes, hopefully with voice-overs. And through speculation, it appears you can choose any three characters from the Organization to fight alongside Roxas. As for me, if this speculation is true: Roxas, Luxord, Axel, and Xigbar, who would make a bad-ath team both in startegery(credit to Will Ferrell, imitating George W. Bush) and total-awesomness!(Credit to Jack Black imitating a very funny Panda.)
Well...that was helpful.....0.o...I only wonder now why I didn't think of that..... I may as well make Pete and Maleficent the same role as well, since Maleficent controls all or most of Pete's actions anyway. Thank you Paladin. *Reps* Also, as an proclomation to better clean up this thread, please post all comments, suggestions, and questions in the "Discussion thread" for this thread. There is a link to it on the front post.
