2444 You little s***, you're in it now. I hope they throw away the key. You should've talked to me more often than you did. But nooooo! You had to go your own way! Have you broken any homes up lately?! Just five minutes, Worm, Your Honor, him and me alone...
2421 Call the schoolmaster! I always said he'd come to no good in the end, Your Honor! If they'd let me have my way I could've flayed him into shape! But my hands were tied; the bleeding hearts and artists let him get away with murder! Let me hammer him today!
2418 Good morning, the Worm, your honor. The crown will plainly show the prisoner who now stands before you was caught red-handed showing feelings. Showing feelings of an almost human nature. This will not do.
2413 All alone, or in twos, the ones who really love you walk up and down outside the wall. Some hand in hands, some gathered together in bands, the bleeding hearts and the artists make their stand. And when they've given you their all, some stagger and fall. After all, it's not easy banging your heart against some mad bugger's wall.
((OOC: Yes, insomnia does indeed suck. I know your pain.)) Scott had not left Xemnas for 60 seconds before the Superior sat up in horror. "Spiders want me to Tap Dance! I don't wanna Tap Dance!" Xemnas shook his head, trying to remember where he was. Then he remembered the beginning of his dream. He looked around the room. His old master seemed to be right, despite his being a giant spider. Xemnas thought of what had been done to him, and what was about to happen to Xigbar (if he wasn't too late), and he ground his teeth almost to the breaking point in rage. ((OOC: I've gotten rid of the end of this post at Foxxie's request. It may return here, or it may return in a later post, depending on what the writers [me and Foxxie] decide))
I tend to follow the Judeo-Christian ethic of "Thou Shalt Not Kill", so I wouldn't kill either of them. I'd fake both their deaths and give them new identities, some cash, and plane tickets to Guam. Would you rater be an open person who can experience wonderful love but also horrible pain, or a closed person who can feel no pain but who can also feel no joy?
2411 YAY! Cookie! *munch munch* Thank you! .... ... ... This wasn't poisoned, was it?
Uh, yes it does. Samurai's first post was post #1 and Samurai posted the number 1. So the correct number: THIS post is 2409 Go to the first page and check if you don't believe me. P.S. Love the Kovou avvie.
Actually, Xadllas, according to the post count of this thread, THIS post is: 2407. It's the little number on the top right of each post. I can't believe I never noticed it before.
2402 Daddy's gone across the ocean leaving just a memory. A snapshot in the family album. Daddy, what else did you leave for me? Daddy, what'd you leave behind for me?! All in all it was just a brick in the wall. All in all it was all just bricks in the wall. We don't need no education. We don't need no thought control. No dark sarcasm in the classroom. Teacher, leave those kids alone. Hey! Teacher! Leave them kids alone! All in all you're just another brick in the wall. All in all you're just another brick in the wall. I don't need no arms around me! I don't need no drugs to calm me! I can see the writing on the wall! Don't think I'll need anything at all! No! Don't think I'll need anything at all! All in all it was all just bricks in the wall. All in all you were all just bricks in the wall!
2398 Hello? Is there anybody in there? Just nod if you can hear me. Is there anyone home? Come on, now. I hear you're feeling down. Well, I can ease your pain. Get you on your feet again. Relax. I need some information first. Just the basic facts. Can you show me where it hurts? There is no pain. You are receding...a distant ship's smoke on the horizon. You are only coming through in waves. Your lips move, but I can't hear what you're saying. When I was a child, I had a feaver. My hands felt just like two balloons. Now I've got that feeling once again. I can't explain; you would not understand. This is not how I am. I have become comfortably numb. Okay. It's just a little pin-prick. There'll be no more -AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!- but you may feel a little sick. Can you stand up? I do believe it's working! Good. That'll keep you going for the show. C'mon, it's time to go. There is no pain. You are receding...a distant ship's smoke on the horizon. You are only coming through in waves. Your lips move, but I can't hear what you're saying. When I was a child, I caught a fleeting glimpse out of the corner of my eye. I turned to look, but it was gone. I cannot put my finger on it now. The child is grown, the dream is gone. I have become comfortably numb.
2377 Bring the boys back home. Bring the boys back home. Don't leave the children on their own. Bring the boys back home.
2375 Does anybody here remember Vera Lynn? Remember how she said that we would meet again some sunny day? Vera! Vera, what has become of you? Does anybody else in here feel the way I do?
An extraterrestrial Sora. Or maybe an environmental Dr. Suess Sora.
2359 So you thought you might like to go to the show? To feel the warm thrill of confusion? That space cadet glow? Is there something eluding you, sunshine? Is this not what you expected to see? If you want to find out what's behind these cold eyes, you'll just have to claw your way through this disguise.
2359 But it was only a fantasy. The wall was too high, as you can see. No matter how he tried he could not break free and the worms ate into his brain.
2357 All in all, you're just another brick in the wall.
Someone who was left out of the Resevior Dogs for picking a name instead of a color.
Xemnas was in a very dark forest, trapped in a web. A very large spider came spinning down to him. Xemnas, for the first time in a long time, felt a twinge of real fear. Then it spoke to him. "Xehanort, you fool." Xemnas looked up. Of course, of all the people who's faces and voice had to be attatched to this spider, it had to be him. "Hello, Ansem the Wise," said Xemnas. "Did you know you're a giant spider now?" The spider, who indeed wore the bearded face of Xemnas' former master, gave one of his derisive chuckles. "I can't say I'm surprised to find you here." "I'm happy for you," said Xemnas. "I, however, am quite surprised to find me here, and would very much like to be somewhere else. In fact, was I not somewhere else just a few moments ago?" Xemnas tried to remember. Something about Xigbar. And cake. "Xehanort," said Ansem the Spider, "I am truly embarassed. You were able to conduct your evil experiments without my knowledge, and yet you let a greasy pedophile get the best of you." "I should think," said Xemnas, "that if that reflects poorly on anyone, it would be you rather than me." Then, after a moment, Xemnas added "Pedophile? What pedophile?" "The one who drugged you and abducted Xigbar," said Ansem the Spider. "He told you his name was Matt Smith. His real name, however, is Scott." "If this is the case," Xemnas said, "than you are just a figment of my drugged imagination, and therefore in essence really another side of me. If this is the case, then how do you know who he really is if I didn't?" "Because, you twit, Xigbar tried to tell you, and your concious brain didn't register it. You rarely listen, you've had that problem since you were a boy." "Boy? I was at least forty when I came to you. I don't age, remember?" "Keep telling yourself that, Xehanort." "Stop calling me that," Xemnas said, "I always hated that name. It's silly. It's why I took yours in the end." "And 'Xemnas' is somehow less silly?" "Oh, just stick it in your...whatever spiders have. So, in any case, where is Xigbar and the alleged pedophile?" "Somewhere in the house, I expect," said Spider-Ansem. "You're lying on a kitchen floor right now, and I suspect that Scott won't have gone far to have his way with Xigbar." "Okay, that is not a pleasant image." "Then why don't you do something about it?" "Because I'm stuck here, or didn't you notice? I thought spiders had many eyes, though I see you've only kept two for yourself." "There is a way out, but you must do something for me, first," Arachno-Ansem said slyly. "For the thousandth time, you dirty old man, I am not into that." "No, you're payment will be worse than that," Ansem sneered. "I want you...to tap dance!" "But," said Xemnas, "I don't want to tap dance." "Tap Dance, Xehanort! Tap Dance!" "I don't wanna!" "Do it!!!" "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!"
2354 - that's where we finally are. Okay, back on track. Count ho!
