"I doubt they have more members than us," Demyx said. "If you'll remember, they're 'Superior' came out here to do the dirty work. That doesn't sound very 'I have a massive Organization; FEAR ME!!!" to me."
Oh wow .
Tuesday shrugged. "Um, well...they're a menace. And I was...um...employed to take care of them before they hurt someone," she quickly explained.
Is like the goddess of this site.
"Screw cattle, an unbaptized baby sounds pretty good," Demyx said with a grin, then added, "Kidding! I'm kidding! I don't wanna eat a baby." He added in an undertone, "I wanna steal one." "What gave it away? The fact that I'm not sun-kissed like everyone else, or my giant stitch of a mouth?" Tuesday asked jokingly. "So...Twilight Town? Hmm..." She thought for a moment. "Hey, have you seen any monster-type people? I mean, aside from me."
What?! Who here plays that lame-ass game? Play every Final Fantasy ever. With no bathroom/food/sleep breaks.
Demyx groaned and sprayed himself with another mist. "All right, so we're all various monsters. Fun stuff. So what should we do, guys? Trample a village and steal maidens, or attack Tokyo?" He hated being in a bad mood, but given how his skin felt like it was going to flake off at any second, he wasn't at his most chipper. Tuesday strolled aimlessly on the beach. "This is the longest freaking sunset ever..." she muttered. She looked up at noticed another girl walking on the beach. "Hey!" she cried, running up to her. "What is this place?"
Neopets. Do it.
Demyx laughed. "Yours doesn't sound so bloodthirsty, kiddo," he said, then sprayed a mist at himself and sighed. "So, who's working to get us back to normal? Cuz this is getting really annoying."
Demyx shrugged. "Why don't you ask him? He's the one doing the glaring," he said with a wicked grin.
Buy Canada. Right now.
"Me? I'm not glaring. I rarely glare. And anyway, don't you have a weird scent-power thing? You should be able to find them by smelling them, right?" Demyx shrugged. "And if not, we have how many computers here? I'm sure one of them should be able to track those wannabes."
"Fine, then I'll just eat your throat, dismember the rest of you, and make a harp out of your organs and bones," Demyx said dryly, then shuddered. "Damn, that doesn't sound like me at all. In fact, it sounds kinda gross..."
Demyx scowled. "And if you want, I can eat your throat and kill your family," he retorted. Actually, he didn't know if Nix could do that, but it sounded pretty dark and creature-of-the-night-ish. And awesome.
Demyx grinned. "If you want, Rox, I could pop down by the drugstor and grab you a flea collar," he said. Man, I'm gonna have a LOT of fun with this... he thought.
Demyx rolled his eyes. "Then fine. We won't visit her, but I'd like to pay a visit to that Waft-punk." He shrugged. "And as for finding them, how did you guys track Sora and the gang?"
What?, I absolutely love you for this. As for me... 1. "Do you seek redemption? Because you won't find it here..." [launch attack scream and battle] 2. A darkly-lit and only-playable-at-night wasteland. 3. Really intense techno music.
Demyx stared at Zexion. "Really? If anyone's a horndog, it's Xigbar. C'mon, we should all know that." He looked over at Xaldin. "As for our defenses, how do we stop portalling? I mean, we can portal over there, can't we?" He snapped. "That's it! Why don't we portal over there? Then we can catch them in their own game!"
Demyx frowned, rolling his silver, pupil-less eyes. "Ah ha ha. You two are so funny. Look at how much I'm laughing." He plopped down in a nearby chair and shot some mist at his face. "Ugh...I hate this...I need a pool or something." He slouched in his chair. Tuesday sighed as she walked into a large building. It looked like a station of some kind. She shrugged and walked over to the ticket booth. Apparently, there were trains that went to the beach. Well, that sounded interesting. They didn't have any beaches in Halloween Town. She bought a ticket to the beach, then boarded the train.
Demyx grinned and mouthed back, "I get that a lot."
