It wouldn't work. I've already passed my SAT. You are POWERLESS!!!! >:3
OOC: I just have a thing against Xarmy-Sues who try to mess up cannon... >> << BIC: "Nah, I'm good..." he said, putting his foot down. He slowly smiled. "So, um...Saix...anyone worship him?" he asked. Can't ask about me yet...that'd be rude, he thought.
OOC: FFFFFFFFF--I'm gone for a few hours you guys have major plot development?! D: Not even gonna bother quoting... BIC: Demyx sighed. "Rocks-Ass, anyone? C'mon, you have to have seen it on YouTube or something," he said, breaking the fourth wall. He stiffened, and the hairs on the back of his neck prickled up. Damn...something bad's coming my way... he thought. Slowly, he pulled up his earphones and blasted his music, hoping it'd make the feeling go away.
Yup, one of the worst in your life. Sucker >:3
"Nice to meetcha," Demyx said, giving a little wave. "And some of us here have normal names. We've got an Axel, and I'm Demyx." He lowered his voice to a whisper. "But poor Roxas over there doesn't get why we laugh at his name."
"Nope, he's just a super emo kid. You'll find him in his room, in the dark, being angsty and ready books while flipping his emotastic hair out of his face," Demyx said, sticking his hands in his pockets. "As for our Superior, his name's Mansex...or Sexman...or Xemnas, if you want."
I just have to read a few books for English, because I'm slacking off next year. So far, I'm loving being a senior 8D
Demyx's eyes widened. "No! Nonononono!! Not like that!! Ew..." He shuddered. "I...I meant like friends. Y'know, buddies...not...not gross like that..." Though I wouldn't be surprised if Vex would've wanted to...he has a thing for minors... he thought with a scowl. "I mean, c'mon, don't you have a buddy that you joke around with?"
Demyx arched an eyebrow, then shrugged. "Well, whatevs, we've got enough random people anyway, though you have to run it through Superior. Me, I don't care. Aaaand I also don't know anything about first aid," he added, looking at Jugo's gashes. "Sorry man, I don't like getting hurt, really, so I avoid it. Maybe Zexion knows something about it. He freaking reads enough."
TRADITION! (badadadadadada) TRADITION! TRADITIOOOOON, TRADITION!! (badadadadada) TRADITION!! Sing along, you know you all want to.
Baha! I've been on break for almost a month already! >8D
Kk C: And I'm pretty fantastic. Howrya?
[IMG] That was what I thought you meant :L
Demyx stared after her and rubbed his face. "Holy shiitake mushrooms..." he muttered, shaking his head. He looked up at Jugo. "Family? Uh, no, not biologically. Though I do see Rox over there as a little, over-driven brother..." He gestured with his thumb to Roxas. "...and we all are stuck together by force." He crossed his arms. "And before letting you join our dysfunctionality, what's up with you, Mr. Hey-let's-break-Demyx's-room?"
Oh, damn, then I'm in trouble if Vexen comes back... Demyx thought, biting his lip. He smiled at Sigfried. "That's awesome, dude. But...listen, if and when we see Vexen, he's prolly gonna tell you that I'm a 'lazy, C-average bum' or something like that. But really, he's joking. We have that kind of love-hate relationship going on, y'know?" he lied quickly, sending Sigfriend his most winning (he hoped) smile.
I hate quoting myself; it makes me feel conceited. However... :lolface:
Everything I bake is beautiful >:3 ...unless I use margarine. Margarine is Satan.
Demyx let out a cry as he hit the floor for the third time. He frowned and pushed Xaylor off. "Off, little miss bipolar!" he cried, jumping to his feet. "No more landing on Demyx! So what do you..." He pointed to Xaylor. "...and you want?" he asked, pointing to the man with the horse.
Hullo there! 8D
