A day in the life of Organization XIII

Discussion in 'Retirement Home' started by Ven The Keyblade Master, Aug 17, 2009.

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  1. Haiena.Koinu Traverse Town Homebody

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    ((I want Vexen if he is still not taken yet...))

    ((think I repeated myself it is just I did not see myself on the list T_T jeez I feel stupid now....​
     
  2. sora n roxas rock Merlin's Housekeeper

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    OOC I think that we should start
     
  3. water mage Kingdom Keeper

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    (OOC: I second that notion.)
     
  4. Haiena.Koinu Traverse Town Homebody

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    ((I agree competely as well...))
     
  5. sora n roxas rock Merlin's Housekeeper

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  6. Haiena.Koinu Traverse Town Homebody

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    ((I guess I can, though it's more respecting if the maker of the Thread does =< ))​

    Vexen was for more in the Grey Room, he was looking out the window into the great nothingness of darkness. He was trying to get some ideas, but, not much was coming to mind... He needed either a mission of new worlds or something to make a experiment out of to fulfill his need of science. Not like this was new, he always lusted for something scientific to do after all.
     
  7. sora n roxas rock Merlin's Housekeeper

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    -Xion wondered around the castle as she wanted to check out her new surroundings when she came across the grey room and saw someone in there- h-hello?
     
  8. water mage Kingdom Keeper

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    Sounds echoed throughout the vast room, known as the grey room, where the tempos changed depending on the postion of the fingers upon the strings of the long unique weapon. It grew louder and became more vibrant, the intensity getting stronger. The appearance of a young man with dirty blonde spiky hair that was styled of a combination of a mullet and short mohawk, cast his azureish green eyes at the empytness of his comrades. He was lost in his world of trying to perfect the right musical piece bringing forth memories he had once upon a time.
     
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