"Do I look like I know where Luxord is?" Larxene snapped. "I have my hands full trying to organize this bloody Organization!"
What about CoM? Is Mickey a card that can be summoned by Riku? ~Jade
Larxene followed Roxas to find him sitting next to Demyx. "Number Nine," she greeted coolly. "Good boy, Roxas," she added, giving him an affectionate pat on the head. "So, Demyx; where are the other members?" OOC: doubledude94, if you would be so kind as to capitalize and use quotation marks? It makes the RP flow much better.
That actually does make sense... but wait. I don't think it's the Heartless symbol; Riku doesn't control the Heartless. Unless there's something I'm missing, which is entirely possible. And plus, even if Riku had stolen Oblivion from Roxas, he wouldn't have been able to keep it... no, wait. Riku managed to steal the Keyblade from Sora and keep it for a while... *clutches head* I'm confused! ~Jade
"Good boy, Roxas." Larxene smiled. That's one member of the Organization under control. "You're going to have to help me round up the other members of the Organization so I can dominate- I mean help- them."
Jade ducked and rolled, bringing her pistol around, searching for the source of the shot. She caught a glimpse of a rifle sticking out a window and cursed. "You're on your own!" she shouted to the other man, and made her way toward the window.
Umm, I think this is in the wrong category... I believe the Role-Playing Arena is intended for RPG's, not videos of people RP'ing characters.
Actually, Amestris is one of the more central countries; if you'll notice, in FMA there's barely any Japanese influnce; the signs are all in English, and episode 10 is the only episode I can remember where they use chopsticks and eat Japanese food. Episode 10 is really more filler than anything; details like the hospital and the food are seen here, then never seen again. I suppose the hospital can be explained away as alchemy's giving them more advancements. From CoS though, I'd say Amestris is supposed to be more of a German/English influence, rather than Japanese. If you've been reading the manga, you'd notice that the "far east" equivalent would be Xing, not Amestris, with Drachma as a Sibera/Russia.
Wow, Zexion; that is dedication, typing all those rules. Nice work! I've been watching the episodes fansubbed on www.deathnote.tv
"Oh, Roxas!" Larxene ran down the hall toward the Siberian Husky. "You are Roxas, yes? Bark once for 'yes' and twice for... well, don't say anything if you're not Roxas," she amended her statement.
Jade took one look at the hornets and agreed. "I've never seen anything like this," she gasped as she ran beside the mysterious man. "In fact, I know almost nothing about you." Her pistol was still in her hand, and she kept it steady, ready to shoot this strange man before he could attack her. "How do I know you're not the one who released the hornets?" OOC: burnitup, I'm not sure if you're aware, but the word is chainsaw, with an 'h', not cainsaw.
"I'm Number Six now? Cool." Demyx grinned. "Wait! I KNOW YOU!" he yelled, pointing. "You're Xigbar! I figured it out! Wait." He looked to Saix. "I had a mission? Umm... could you refresh my memory on what I was supposed to be doing? I was trying to steal the soul of a My Little Pony, but those things are viscious." He showed a tear in his sleeve for proof. "See? I did this while everyone else was distracted, so no one saw me."
OOC: HOLY CRAP! I go away for a night, and there's TWENTY NEW PAGES! HOLY CRAP! Larxene frowned as Zexion inadvertantly set a bookshelf on fire. "Cloaked Schemer," she called. "Having difficulty?" From wandering around the Castle keeping a low profile, she had deduced the curse seemed to be plauging the Organization. Xemnas didn't shut up. Ever. Xaldin had begun attempting to infuriate everyone he came into contract with. Vexen had somehow gained the power to be omniscient. Everything Zexion said cast a spell. Axel was setting more things on fire than usual. Demyx refused to stop playing his sitar; again, even more than usual. Luxord bet on everything. He bet on who would be the first member to go to bathroom. Marluxia had become even more flower-obsessed than normal. And Roxas.... Roxas seemed to have turned into a dog. The only one who seemed to be unaffected was her. Though even she had to admit that, instead of capitalizing on this chaos like she normally would have, she was trying to find a way to fix it. "This curse takes our inherent abilities and amplifies them," she said to herself. "Oh crap."
"WAAAHHH!" Demyx shrieked and hid behind a helpless soul, appearently not realizing that said soul was semi-translucent and could be seen straight through. "Wait. I know that voice... Kadaj? No, wait. Kadaj doesn't wear a uniform like me. Wait a sec..." he emerged from behind the soul and studied the other man in the black raincoat. "Roxas? Roxas? I just had the strangest feeling of deja vu," he added at the end with a frown. "In fact, that's the third sense of deja vu I've had today. Or was it yesterday? Or how do we even know that today hasn't happened before? We don't! We could be repeating the same day over and over and over..." Seeming to have forgotten about the other man in the black raincoat- "WAAAH!" Demyx screamed. "The prose is repeating the prose, now!"
The intense battle between Saix and Axel was interrupted by a furious shriek. "Children!" Larxene screamed, face red with what passed for fury. "Does the entire male species have a strange affinity for bashing sharp objects against other sharp objects?" She whipped out both hands simultaneously, sending one kunai into the tree beside Axel's head and another next to Saix's head. "I leave you children unattended, and you start trying to kill each other! Maybe I didn't make myself clear earlier; we are living on borrowed time. Let's spend it finding a way to kill the ******* who trapped us here." She stalked up next to Axel. "Once we are out of here," she looked up into the taller Nobody's face, seafoam eyes glaring unflinchingly into his emerald, "you two can kill each other for all I care. In fact, I encourage it." She moved across the clearing to glare into Saix's golden eyes. "But not now. Not here. We don't have time for it." Her sharp gaze darted around the camp, meeting everyone's eyes around the camp. "We are fraying fabric, bound together by a rope now full of kinks. It's only been three days, and already we're at each other's throats baying for blood. I never thought I'd see the day when I am one of the most rational members of this Organization! Grow up!" Larxene shouted, eyes glinting with barely supressed wrath. "And stop acting like spoiled children."
Larxene's eyes narrowed warningly. "Excuse me?" she asked dangerously, taking a step toward Xaldin. "Does the man with the sentient sideburns have a problem?" In two quick strides she was in his face. "DO YOU!?" she screamed.
Jade let out a small outcry of surprise and threw herself into a backwardflip; letting her pistol slide down into her palm, she loosed two shots into the mass of hornets that seemed to be projecting a face; not only a face, but they seemed to be speaking, as well! "The hell is this?" she muttered when her bullets had no effect.
"What did I tell you about singing?" Larxene asked Number VIII dangerously. "Have you nothing else to do but bother me?"
Demyx flinched. "I have the strangest feeling that something important is going on back in Never-Was," he muttered to himself. "Wait a sec..." he paused and looked over his shoulder, then breathed a sigh of relief. "Whoa. I thought the dialogue was repeating the prose again. Maybe I should go back to Never-Was. Saix might freak out, though. But I'm bored. Maybe I'll play my sitar. Maybe I'll kick some helpless souls around. Maybe I'll-" he continued in this vein for some time, aimlessly wandering around in circles.
OOC: Sorry for not being here, guys! I don't have time to go read through everyone's posts. Larxene woke in a foul mood. You may ask why this was strange from any normal day, as she tended to be in a foul mood most any time; like the time where Axel constantly followed her around and she electrocuted him in a puddle of water... his hair ad never been the same. Or the time when she colored pretty ponies all over Zexion's book. Or the time when- But I digress. Larxene woke in a fouler mood than usual. Again, you ask why. While she had been asleep, her entire Organization seemed to have turned upside-down, inside-out, reversed, turned-around, shaken several times, and dropped simultaneously on it's head. Multiple times. "NUMBER NINE!" she screamed, stalking into the hall. "STOP PLAYING THAT SITAR!" Larxene yanked the sitar out of Demyx's hand and smashed it violently against the wall; though it disintergrated into a harmless rain of bubbles, it had the effect of getting everyone's attention.
