Is Sephiroth allowed. :D Funny how he would move to somewhere so happy.
OOC: Wow, slow Rp..... okay, 8 more people. *scurries off to find more people*
OOC: Thanks Darkvincet.... Oh, would that count for Sephy and Lexon if I called Cloud, Cloud?
Isa glared at Sephiroth, flicked his hair in a superior way and said, "It seems that Axel has taken the keychain." He turned and trotted after Xigbar, but was thinking, "OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG! This guy is going to cut of my head!" Quickly turning the corner he darted off.
OOC: RPGAMER cannot RP for some time due to computer issues.
OMG! Wold of Warcraft is like the best game! Anyway, for an easy game, there is always Neopets (slow and poor games but nice), Dragonfable, Battleon (whatever it is, my friend told me about it), Maplestory is like kewl (I can't play it because I'm working on an Apple). But overall, nothing much. My choice. To save yourself from Runescape (which I play and find very enjoyable) set yourself down for a book. After long hours of letting your head go dead, go and educate yourself. Oh, and I'm trying to be helpful just to let you guys know.
OOC: I think it will be fair for Leax to be left open due to the fact that other people could come. *thinks hard* Urk... um... I guess I can play him... but I'm already playing Sephy. BIC: Lexon flicked her hair and followed Zexek, leaving Sephiroth to study Cloud in peace. Silently, like a dark shadow, Sephiroth flew up and hovered in the air, watching- a dark silent being- in the sky as Cloud and Leax fought.
Sephiroth looked up at Xigbar and said, "No Mr. Xigbar, I feel fine." He sighed and said, "I guess I'll go and read or something." He wondered off. OOC: *thinks hard* Trying to find a spot where Sephiroth and Cloud and fight each other.
Lexon was bored by the intense fight, but Sephiroth studied Cloud carefully. "So he uses the light willingly now," he muttered to himself. Throughout the entire fight, all the darkness attacks had been powering up Sephiroth for he was the dark side of Cloud's heart.
Sephiroth glanced at Xemnas and silently slipped away. He was scared of this other silver haired kid, his authority and overall whiny matter. He seem to appear out of no where right next to Xigbar.
OOC: I wanna rp Sephy since I am the one who summoned him. BIC: Lexon stared with interest at the two fighting people, heartless and human, fight each other. In her hands, which were cupped, she let Tifa's heart sparkle. Provoke Cloud, strengthen Sephiroth. It was all part of her plan.
Yeah khchick55, you can be the three.
Sephiroth danced around with the long branch and said, "Wow this thing is heavy!" With that, he fell face forward on the ground as the stick overbalanced him.
Isa stared, wide-eyed, at Sephiroth as he passed him. Some nerve this kid had. Walking to the other side of the room he shouted, "Sephiroth! Have you lost your mind!"
OOC: 0.0 Wow. There is a major battle going on here. :D. *scurries off* Good time to summon Sephiroth. BIC: Lexon darted into a portal and appeared somewhere else. But she was close to Cloud and Zexek, and she could hear them, shouting. She could sense extreme darkness, and with that scent, an idea was brought to her. Quickly scratching runes into the ground, she lifted her hands up and shouted, "Sephiroth!" Instantly black fire sparkled (you got to love the cool sparkly black fire) and formed a fiery gate way. Black fire bunched together and soon, Sephiroth emerged from the gateway.
Sephiroth glanced at Xemnas, a little freaked out by is immature speech and so on, and what he was talking about. "Um...," he said, confused, "Urk... well, I guess we can play. He pulled out the 6 foot long slender branch he had. OOC: he didn't have his sword yet. :D
Nice to know no reality allowed..... okay, yeah. Wait for more people to come.
Isa tugged on his hood where Xemnas had grabbed him. He still felt slightly sufforcated from when Xemnas had almost strangled him. He looked at Xigbar and asked, "Where's the keychain?"
:D Saix gets his scar. Demyx also screamed, covering his face and throat with his arms as an explosion of rodents flew by him. Saix snagged one of the rodents out of the air by its wing, much like an owl. Xemnas looked upon the scurrying, twitching, chirping creatures with an odd glint in his eye. Then, he said one word that summed up the entire situation, “Moogles.” Axel froze, bend down, and picked up one of the Moogles by the wing. He held it a foot away from his face and asked, “Xemnas? What do you plan to do with these little critters?” Instead of Xemnas answering, Vexen explained. The scientist dropped to the ground from his low throne and said, “Xemnas, after testing the keyblade master decided he was too much of a problem to keep alive. But he couldn’t kill him outright, so we have to destroy him by making it look like an accident. Moogles, or at least, rabid Moogles, are a very good way of killing someone.” “Wait a second,” Demyx said, kneeling down a collecting a handful of Moogles, “Some of these little guys are rabid?” Vexen nodded and said, “But not all of them. So, it is up to Number 8 and Number 11 to feed them. And, for you Number 9, it is up to you to find the rabid Moogles, and sort them out from the non-rabid Moogles.” Xemnas nodded solemnly and said, “Only rabid Moogles are useful in our plan.” Demyx stared as Xemnas, Xigbar, Xaldin, Vexen, Lexaeus, and Zexion left the room, leaving numbers 7-13. Xigbar flashed them a mischievous smirk over his shoulder and said, “Open the rest of the boxes.” *** “HOLY CRAP! SAIX’S FACE IS BLEEDING!!” Marluxia fainted at these words, squashing several Moogles underneath him. Axel looked up from poking a particularly fat Moogle, and glanced over at the blue haired Nobody, just in time spotting a Moogle flapping away, teeth and claws bloody. The Berserker nobody was holding his face, blooding leaking out from between his finger tips. Roxas paled and said, “Is that his brain?” THUD. It appeared that Roxas had also fainted. Larxene peered up into Saix’s face. She smirked, a sadistic smirk. “It doesn’t look that bad Saix. It is just a big X.” Xemnas, who had just entered at that time, saw Saix let go of his face as he felt around for something to stop the bleeding. “Oooh, that is going to leave a mark,” Xemnas said, frowning at the bleeding Saix/ Xigbar entered, looked down on the twitching Saix, and said, “Looks kinda like an X dude..... kewl.” *** Psssshh. A small sticky hand suddenly smacked Saix between the eyes, right on the bandages that were over the X shaped scar. Clatter. The chair that Saix was sitting in clattered to the ground as Saix jerked. Leaping up, the nobody glared at nowhere in particular, trying to find the person who did it— the bulky bandage between his eyes had cut off a large amount of his usually sharp vision. His eyes saw a small shadow move. Spiky red hair, messy blond spiky hair. Singed cloth, the sound of soft child footsteps- “ROXAS! AXEL!” “X marks the spot!” Axel called as the two boys ran out from their hiding spot, behind the counter. Instantly Saix entered berserk mode. Flinging his hand out, moonlight sparkled and a gigantic pwnful 1337 claymore appeared. Glistening, sharp points honed down to a sharp edge. Sparkling with all the powers of the moon itself. (I’m being way to dramatic.) Three seconds later.... Marluxia looked up from what must have been an atomic bomb go off. From all of the windows on all of the floors of Castle Oblivion, fire exited, free to the air. The plant that Marluxia had been tending instantly withered. There was a shout and- “MY BLOODY CARDS!” Back to Axel, Roxas, and Saix.... Saix and Roxas were stretched out on the ground. Both of them had their hair singed, and not to mention, they were smoking. Surprisingly the Organization XIII trench coats were fire resistant and saved the two nobodies from most of the damage, but no all of it. Axel, who had trotted over to retrieve his chakrams, bent over Roxas and whispered, “Roxy? You okay?” Roxas stirred, blinked open one eye, and said, “No you idiot!” Demyx, who had conveniently arrived just in time from “Rabid Moogle Sorting”, blinked at the pyromaniac, knocked out Lunar Diviner, and annoyed looking Key of Destiny, before asking, “What the heck just happened here?” *** And so, Castle Oblivion became a lonely outpost. Saix had to be moved to the Castle That Never Was, due to his injuries. Also, he said later in a letter he sent to the occupants of Castle Oblivion, it was because he was the only one out of the group that had a matured nature; even if he did have anger management problems. Along with the letter he sent them all Zexion’s favourite treat- pickled vegetables. “I don’t see why we all have to wait here until they deem us worthy to come back and work with them,” Roxas moaned, picking at the pickled vegetables on his plate. Like most young people, he had a dislike for vegetables. Larxene surveyed the down group over the top of her coffee cup, only one sparkling blue eye open as she drank her coffee. It was around the early morning, and she was in a bad mood for Roxas had woken her up from her “beauty sleep” with his moaning. “Why don’t we just go and complain to them?” she asked crossly, setting down her cup on the counter and leaning back. Axel looked up from his plate of burnt meat. “Because,” he said curtly, “They will make your torture look like a small scratch. Got it memorized?” “Depends on where that scratch is,” Demyx joked as he stuffed himself full of cereal (Fruit Loops). He shrank back when Axel glared at him. Luxord looked up from his reading. He was holding the newspaper that the poor little newspaper boy delivered. But often times, instead of newspaper boy it was a small heartless or nobody. “Xemnas sent a letter,” Marluxia announced as he came back in. He was holding a small scroll, tied with a black and white ribbon. The 6 organization members crowded around to read the letter. Marluxia promptly read the letter to avoid being trampled. “Dear my fellow subordinates, It is I Xemnas. The apprentices of Ansem the Wise along with Saix agree that we shall allow you back to The Castle That Never Was on one condition. You must help all of us find the rabid Moogles. Xemnas Xigbar Xaldin Vexen Lexaeus Zexion Saix” Axel looked up, mortified. “We can’t help sort rabid Moogles!” Axel said. Roxas grabbed the letter and read through it several times, as if believing that Marluxia read it wrong. Marluxia drew himself up angrily and shouted, “I refuse to sort rabid Moogles. I deserve more! Just you wait! One of these days I will take over Castle Oblivion! I will take over Organization XIII! I will-” “Yeah, right,” Demyx said, folding his arms, “And I suppose that your pwnful scythe of doom will easily make all of them fall to their knees and pray for mercy.” “But we all know that Marluxia only uses his scythe for trimming the weeds he calls a rose garden,” Larxene cackled. She flicked her hair in triumph as Marluxia coloured pinker then his hair. Roxas shrugged and said, “We might as well go. At least we are being welcomed back; not with open arms- but at least we are. I suppose we should go. Who knows what Xemnas would do if we don’t go.” Luxord mumbled something, but the rest of the Organization agreed. *** Saix touched the raw scars on which the Moogle had almost slashed his face open. When the bandages had been taken off the cut was still open, pink, and slightly raw. But it did not bleed anymore. He envied the other lower rank members. They had never been maimed; nor did they know the true meaning of the word “suffering”. Crash. Saix jerked with surprise as several nobodies, or heartless, crashed into him. The silver chair he had been sitting in was sent to the ground as he felt somebody hugging him. Dragging himself away he heard, “Saixy!” Looking down he saw a Demyx, overjoyed, hugging him around the middle. “Oh-no.” Jerking himself away, the Lunar Diviner smoothed back his messy hair and pulled on his gloves. He looked down with extreme distaste at the lower ranked nobodies milling around below him. He folded his arms in anger and looked over to Xemnas who was standing in the corner. “It is good to see that the lower ranks have such affection for you Number 7,” Vexen said as he came out of the door that was behind Xemnas. He was holding a crate of Moogles, and he carefully set it down. When set down, Saix could read on the front ‘Rabid Moogles- do not touch!’ “Normally such young people have no respect for their elders. Larxene smiled and said, “Of course we respect our elders Vexen.... but most of them are old men who like playing mad scientist.” Vexen bristled angrily at these words. Demyx poked the crate of rabid Moogles cautiously. “How many of these are left?” “We have only gone through three crates,” Saix explained, waving his hands airily. Axel’s bushy eyebrows shot up but before he could say anything Xigbar stumbled out of the Moogle room. Like Saix, there was a new scar on his face. This one was down low by his chin, and it was long and fresh. His right-and only- eye was glittering with hatred. His skin had a thin film of sweat, but the look of his hair, he had gone through a bunch of teeth. He looked at the lower ranked nobodies, brightened slightly, and said, “Hey dudes! I’m surprised that you came with some of the rabid Moogles on t-” Saix slammed out his arm, hitting Xigbar in the groin to stop him from completing the sentence. Xemnas coughed, bringing everyone’s attention from the bruised Xigbar to himself. “We are... overjoyed that you have come.”-(He doesn’t sound like it, Demyx thought sourly.)- “But, we have a dangerous situation on our hands.” Vexen curled his fingers and said, “Some of the rabid Moogles, like Xigbar almost told you, have escaped from their cages. We have managed to round up some of them, but we see signs that they are still here.” “What are some of the signs?” Larxene asked, she was running a long fingernail up one of her daggers, testing its point to see if it was sharp enough. “Teeth marks? Bites? Scars?” Vexen laughed and said, “An alarming decrease in ricecakes.” The lower ranked nobodies stared. Of all things, ricecakes? Xemnas coughed again, very gently. “We have tried baiting them, but it seems that these Moogles have learned and are avoiding our traps. So we called you to help us round them up before they cause any real damage.” “Damage?” Marluxia cringed, thinking of those sharp Moogle teeth near his hair. Vexen eyed all of the nobodies and said, “These Moogles carry an odd form of rabies. They, how can I say this, mate and multiply. But when the child Moogle is born, it too has rabies.” Again, more staring. It was rather frightening, watching brown, green, blue, and yellow eyes staring at you. With a shrug, Vexen replied, “I just only found that out after checking a certain nobody’s scar.” Xigbar winced and Roxas heard him mutter, “That was the shot he jabbed in there when I was asleep.” Xemnas nodded and turned toward the door just as it opened again. This time, Xaldin and Lexaeus stumbled out, holding something between them. Peering closer, Saix saw that it was Zexion; dreadfully chewed up. While Lexaeus carried the young Nobody up (Xemnas tracking him with a slightly sympathetic stare) Xaldin turned and brought out what looked like the remainder of Zexion’s weapon, a thousand splinters of silver. Demyx gulped. “And we are supposed to go in there?” *** Xemnas walked through tides of Moogles. He was up to his waist in them. Behind him, Saix was carefully keeping some of the rabid Moogles at bay while Axel picked them up and threw them carelessly into a large crate. He did not notice, none of the Nobodies did, as a bunch of rabid Moogles swarmed Demyx, clacking their teeth together in rage. Zapping a few of the non-rabid yet annoying Moogles out of the way, Xemnas carefully wove his way around a nest of rabid Moogles, watching as Larxene carefully and quickly scooped them all up and slammed them into the crate before they could comprehend what was happening. Picking up a Moogle by its wing, Xemnas watched, bored yet tense, as it just flapped its wings and said, “Kupo!” Definitely not a rabid Moogle. He threw it carelessly over his shoulder.
Sephiroth felt equally as shy. He shuffled his wings and asked, "Want to go and play?"
