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"Oh, shut up and chill out, Saix," Demyx said, rolling his eyes. "Srsly, you're gonna get wrinkles and end up looking like Vexen." He looked over at Sigfried as he started talking. "Rudeness? Dude, I knowrudeness, and saying 'hey' isn't rude. Anyway, as for the chicky over there, that's Namine. She's crazy...but, like, in the good way. She tricks out peoples memories. It's intense!!!" He looked back at the neko. "So...um...what's your name?"

Not yet, I haven't been able to watch for a while, so I need to catch up :(

Demyx stared at the hole, more confused than frightened over what Saix had just monologued about. "Y'know, back when I was a Somebody, we called monologues like that being 'overdramatic'!" he called, complete with air quotes. "And this overdramaticism of yours is really a downer!" He noticed the neko and grinned. Hero worship time? I think so, he thought, almost rubbing his hands together. C'mon, Dem, play it cool. Don't let him know that you think it's cool to be worshipped--which it SO totally is--just be natural...even though this is FRIGGIN' AMAZING!!!! "Oh, hey, how'rya...cat person...who is...walking...away..." he said, watching the neko walk through the hole and away from him. "Damn...I knew thinking was bad..."

Hullo! Just thought I'd let you know how much I love your RPs. They remind me a lot of the first few roleplays I was in when I first joined...

Demyx looked at Saix, obviously unamused. "Wow, you don't know music, do you?" he said. "Then again, you're prolly too busy ordering us around." He gave Saix an expressionless look. " 'No. 9, go fight some Heartless in that Greek world,' " he droned, imitating Saix's monotone. " 'But, Saix, don't you think I'd do better if I did recon on the pirate world?' I say. But no, apparently, so you send me out, and I get chased by a giant freaking dog with three freaking heads, and, since you don't want me to hurt Sora--y'know, heaven forbid that we hurt the Roxas wannabe--I get my ass handed to me by that spiky little squirt. Super call on that one, boss." Demyx had never told off Saix before; he had always been too afraid of being destroyed. But, after sitting in darkness for a while, it wasn't too bad a fate. Plus, this felt good. Real good.

FFFFFFFFFFFFFF--SLAPPY THE SQUIRREL!!!!

Holy crap, I miss Animaniacs...

Demyx stared, completely shocked. "FFFFFFFFFF...No...no...Cool it, Dem..." he said to himself, taking deep breaths. "Violence is bad...it makes you work..."

"Hey, being worshipped by cats is a miracle! I should know, I had some when I was a Somebody," he said, then smirked. "And fine. But whenever you call me No. 9, I will repeat it eighty-five times. No. 9...No. 9...No. 9...No. 9...No. 9..."

Demyx groaned, then got to his feet. He glared at the newcomer. "What are you friggin' doing?!" he cried, then pointed to his hair. "Look at what you did! I'll have to use a whole bottle of hairgel to fix it, and then Axel's gonna get on my case about it. You better be thanking God right now that you didn't break my earphones, or else I'd be getting violent, and I hate violence!!" He exhaled, then took a deep breath, still glaring at the man looking for his hat. "Now what the frick are you doing?"

OOC: Are you kidding?! This is WHY I like RPing! XD

BIC:"HOLY S--" Demyx started, but was cut off as he hit the ground, trying not to get trampled by the giant flying horse. He sat up, noticing angrily that his hair was messed up. "What the hell was that?!" he shouted toward the window.

Demyx rubbed his neck. "Hey, cool it, Sailor Moon. I was expecting a cat-thing to worship me, not Mr. Hey-let's-put-Demyx-on-combat-instead-of-recon-(which-he's-good-at). And please don't call me No. 9. It's, like, the most annoying Beatles' song ever." He stuck his hands in his pockets. "As for Superior, I dunno. Maybe he hasn't made it back yet."

OOC: I've finally gotten around to playing more of 358, which is why Demyx sounds more like Demyx in this than in TVP :lolface:

Demyx sighed. Larxene? Damn...well, if I don't answer it, she'll prolly kill me... He groaned as he got up and pulled one of his earphones off. Oh, Freddie of Queen, keep me going, he prayed as he opened the door. His eyebrows rose as he saw it was Xaylor, and he crossed his arms and leaned in the doorway. "Oh, hey, there, chicky," he said, smirking. "Come to wreak more havoc and tell me I should take another shower?"

Totally read that as Nixon :lolface:

Demyx perked up as he heard footsteps in the hallway. He grinned. "All right, let the worship begin," he murmured to himself, then walked out into the hall. He groaned as he saw Saix. "Oh, damn, not you!" he cried.

Demyx stared straight in front of him, trying to process what had happened. Okay...so there are cat-people-things...and...they like us...a lot...sooo...they brought us back? He shrugged. Ah, well, works for me. Better than being nothing, I guess. He grinned. Y'know, being worshipped doesn't sound too bad, either. Prolly means I won't have to do much work...things are looking pretty good.

Lying on his bed, Demyx sighed as he put on his headphones. Good lord, things were getting confusing here...he almost wished he hadn't been brought back. He closed his eyes and listened to the music, then smiled. At least that never changed.

Is there room in the playground for me and my 50 imaginary friends? :3

OOC: Jumping in? Whatever are you talking about? >> <<

Ainsley hummed along with her radio as she drove along the road. She laughed as she bounced along. "And they said my baby wouldn't make it out of town!" she said, patting her VW bus's dashboard. No sooner had she said that, smoke started pouring out from the engine. "What?! No!!" The bus sputtered, then died. She huffed. "Damn..." she said, quickly grabbing her bag while getting out of the bus and coughing. She sighed as she looked at her now-deceased bus. "Damn..." she repeated. She noticed a McDonald's up ahead. "Well...I am hungry, and maybe someone can give me a lift." She smiled, then hoisted her bag on her shoulder and walked up to the fast-food joint.