ZOMG... I have no idea why I liked it so much... But I loved it! @_@ *couldn't understand a word he was aying, either* XDDDDD
This is my first one... Ever... But you can expect many... MANY more. XD Most of them will be starring Xigbar, cuz he's the main Organization member I RP as... And he's hilarious. This is also one I made when I was bored out of mind, so if it's a little... "Blah," sorry! XDDD 2Foxxie4U's Irrelevant \ Sleep Deprived Productions~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "What's Xigbar's Age, again...?" It was no secret that Xigbar was the oldest of all of the Organization members. His gray hair automatically gave him off. But no one in the Organization talked to him about it, or even MENTIONED it to each other. One day, Demyx began to wonder why. He ran off looking for the Freeshooter to ask him about it. Pretty soon, he found him, wandering around in the halls like he had absolutely nothing to do. "Hey, Xiggy..." Demyx started, breathlessly. "How old are you?" Xigbar blinked and asked nervously, "Uh.... And you want to know, why...?" "Oh.... Just...Ya know.... Wanna compare...." Xigbar's eyes narrowed slightly. "Sorry man... I ain't buyin' it." "Oh, come on, Xiggy!" Demyx begged. "You can't hide what's inside...!" He laughed halfheartedly. Xigbar rolled his eyes at Demyx and turned to walk away. "Look, man... You're not making any sense right now. I'll see ya later, I guess." Demyx shrugged. "Whatever. See ya later, old timer." Xigbar screeched to a stop. His head seemed to rotate 180 degrees as he asked, "What did you just call me...?" His voice was dangerously low. One of his eyes began twitching uncontrolablely. Demyx shrugged. "I just called you oooooold tiiiimeeeeer...." he said, drawing out the words. He bent over and started to laugh while screaming, "OLD TIMER, OLD TIMER!!!!!" Click... Click... "Huh...?" Demyx looked up, surprised. There was a dark shadow on Xigbar’s face. He had both of his guns out, too. "Uh... Oh.." Demyx trailed off. His smile melted off his face and he gulped slightly. Xigbar snarled as he growled out, "Alright, water boy... You can laugh alright..." He pointed the guns to Demmy's chest. "Let's see how well ya can dance!!!!" Demyx's pupils shank to the size of rice grains. "W-Wait! Xigbar, I was just-- AGHH!!!!!" A few minutes later, Demyx was leaning on the wall, gasping for air. His clothes looked like they'd been through a huge paper shredder... Twice. Xigbar rushed to him, a furious expression on his face. He grabbed Demyx by what was left of his collar, and heaved him up, slamming him against the wall. "Don't EVER call me old timer again!!! YA HEAR ME?! NOT! EVER! A! G'IN!" He slammed Demyx against the wall to emphasis each word. Demyx by this time was sobbing with fright. "Okay...! Okay, you win!" Xigbar shoved his face into Demyx's. "SAY IT! Say you won't ever call me old timer again!!!" “Iwon'tevercallyouoldtimeragain!!!! Iwon'tevercallyouoldtimeragain!!!!!!!!!!” Xigbar dropped him onto the ground. "You got off easy THIS time..." he growled. "Call me that again, and you'll NEVER be able to have kids..." he grumbled. Demyx gulped, shaking slightly as Xigbar walked off, clinching his fist together, again and again. Suddenly, Xigbar whipped around. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU STARING AT?!" "N-N-Noth-" "Just get out of my sight..." he growled. Demyx scrambled off, wiping his eyes. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Yep... There it is. XD Comments are greatly appriciated.... ^-^' Hope ya enjoyed, blah blah blah, yada yada, fine print and stuff. XD Lord of the Wings, ~Leah. Here's Part One of the Sequel...
3380 Huzzah.... *can't believe she's tired right now* C'mon... It's not even midnite yet... WAKE UP!!! DX
Braig and Alex were enjoying themselves so much, they didn't notice Tsuki's actions. After a while, Braig whooped. "HA!!! I win!" He shoved his face into Alex's, obnociously (SP?). "What noooow, son?! Yeah! What now?!?!?" He cackled. Alex rolled his eyes, and shoved Braigs face away. "Cheater! Who cares about this dumb game anyway? Got Halo 2?" Before long, they were playing that game, too. Alex pumped his fist into the air, grinning. Braig pouted. "No fair... I wanna play Crash Team Racing now..." They did. Alex won... Again. "SO?!" Braig exploded. "There are plenty of other games to play!" "All night, baby.... All night!" Alex said, grinning deviously. They started a chain of games. They played a million of things, including Mario Crash Carts ((Ugh... I think that's what it's called... X.x)), Guitar Hero, football games, Sonic 2, basket ball games, even things like Pacman and Pinball to see who got the hightest score. The score always seemed to tie. Finally, Braig jumped up. "ENOUGH OF THIS!!!" he cried dramatically. "We must settle this once and for all!" He pointed at Alex. "ALEX!!!!I here-by challenge you to... A REVOLUTION!!!!!" He grinned. "Karoke Revolution to be exact... Winner takes all." "Well, well!" said Alex, grinning. "Feelin' plucky, eh?" He'd just scored the last win. "Very well then... This determines who's the CHAMPION!!!" Braig grinned. "3 rounds... The one with the highest score by the end of them, all, wins." He stuck his hand out. "Deal?" alex smirked, then grabbed his hand, "Prepare to lose, Braig..."
Have I ever hated someone so much you wanted to truly kill them....? Hmmmm..... As far as I can remember... Just once.... At school... This girl took a picture of me in the girls' locker room with her phone while I was changing... >.> I didn't find out until the next school day... And by then she'd sent it all over the school and crap... -_- And I have a serious case of nudophobia (the fear of being caught in the nude.) Gawd... Those were The. Worst. Week of my life. EVER. -_-'
*was thinking the same thing* XDDDDDDDDDD
I know... WHY is it that everytime I go to a forum, all the good members start leaving?! D= Am I some kinda bad luck charm or something???? ;_;
A few minutes later... "AGH! Durn you, Braig!" Alex shouted furiously. He concentrated harder on the screen, baring his teeth in concentration. Braig cackled evilly. "Run run run, as fast as you can! Ya can't catch me - I'M BRAIGGY, MON!!!!" He cackled again. "Last laaaa-aaap... Think ya can make it, oh Glorious-One-Who-Was-Gonna-Kick-My-Butt?" Alex nudged him playfully, not taking his eyes off the screen. "Ah, shut yer trap. I can still come back anytime I want..." "Better come back SOON, cuz I'm already halfway through." That comment earned him anouther little shove. He leaned forward, grinning, when, suddenly he tossed his controller up in the air and whooped, "VICTORY!!!!!!!!!" He laughed histerically. Alex jumped up. "YOU GOT LUCKY!!!" "Don't hate... appreciate." Braig stuck out his tongue playfully. Alex crossed his arms. "You're enjoying this, aren't you?" "Yes." "YOU WEREN'T SUPPOSED TO ANSWER THAT!!! Anyways... Have your little laugh now, cuz, as of now, I CHALLENGE YOU TO MORTAL COMBAT!!!!" "And I suppose you're gonna kick my butt on that, too...?" Braig aske with a sly, unconcerned grin. Alex smirked back. "Don't get too cocky. I was always better at fighting games..." "Very well then... You're on!" They fought a few minutes on Mortal Combat and pretty soon... "GAH! You cheated!!!!!! I DEMAND A REMATCH!!!" It was Braig this time.Right then, his character was getting beat down with his own arm... Literally. Alex cackled. "FATALITY!!!!!" he whooped. He looked back at Braig, smiling slyly. "Told ya I could beat yo' butt." "Ah, who cares?!" Braig replied, grumpily. "This game is way too outdated, anyway. Let's play something more... Advanced..." He started to hook up the X-box. "Dead or Alive 2?" "Bring it on, baby!" And so, it began...
((Isn't Anime Girl playing Larxene, though?!?! O.o' ))
Awww.... That's so sad. =C G'bye, Roxas... You'll be missed! TT^TT
*goes into rabid fangurl mode* *squees and runs around in circles* ZOMGZOMGZOMG AXEEEEEEEL!!!!!!!!!!!!! Gotitmemorized? Gotitmemorized? Gotitmemorized? Gotit-- *slaps self* *twitch* Crazy fangurl moment over... ._.' >.> <.< *saves picture* <insert evil chuckle here >3 >
Braig shook his head, trying to clear his thoughts. Alex scooted in and started poking around a little. Suddenly, his face brightened. "HEY! You have an X-Box?! And a Wii?! And a Gamecube!?!? And... Oh my god..." He grinned, absolutely beaming. "You still have that Playstation 2 I gave you for your birthday!" Braig shurgged, grinning also. "Of course! There's no way I'd throw that thing away!" "Does it still work?" "Yep. Why? You wanna play me?" Alex rolled his eyes. "I don't see what's the point... I mean, I can still kick your butt no matter WHAT game we're playing--" "I'll make you eat them words..." Braig growled playfully. The PS2 was already on. "I challenge you... TO A ROUND OF NEED FOR SPEED!!!!" "I, Alex, accept your challenge!" He grinned deviously, then picked up the second controller. "Same rules as always?" "Yep. 5 laps, night drving, no weather and no traffic. The first person to finish - WITHOUT GETTING CAUGHT BY THE COPS - is the winner!" "You're on! But I get to pick the course!" They both picked their cars, Alex picked the course, and they were off, eyes glued to screen and huge grins covering their faces.
*violent twitch* I will hunt you down and snowball you SO much, you won't be able to light a candle by the time I'm done with you. >.> I CALL LARXENE!!!! I need her insanity for this job. >.>
Xigbar blinked, staring at the Hot Topic bag in his hand. He reached inside tentively, then pulled out the Invader Zim shirt, his eyes wide with awe. "Wow...." he whispered, spreading it out so he could see it better. Then, he tried it on. It was way to big for him in this form, but it was just perfect to Xigbar. He smiled sadly. "I really don't deserve a friend like him..." He sighed and sat back down. He wanted to talk to Xemnas... Badly. He wanted to talk to ANYONE, but he... couldn't. Just couldn't. He wasn't about to put everyone's life in danger because of his petty needs. Besides... I can handle it... Right...? His stomach turned; he groaned a little, holding it. It was at that particular moment that a stranger passing by noticed at little boy. It was a man, about in his late 20's. He had bright blue eyes and jet black hair that seemed to cover them and was dressed in a light blue sweatshirt and black sweatpants - both of which had the logo "Puma" on them. He blinked, then walked up to Xigbar. "Are you okay, there, little fellah...?" Xigbar's mind flashed. "Hey, now... What's wrong?" His eyes narrowed. "Leave... Me... Alone..." he growled, not even looking up. His voice was dangerously low. The stranger blinked again, not picking up on the dark aura startig to surround Xiggy. "Oh come on..." he persuaded. "Don't you wanna tell me what's wrong?" "I could take you back to my house if you want.... You can tell me what happend there and we could have sodas or something..." A dark shadow passed over Xigbar's face. He slowly stood up on the bench, and pulled out one of his guns. He aimed it at the strander's face. "Go....... Away...." he growled, this time a little more forcefully. The man curiously stared at the gun. "Hey... What's that ya got there...? Some sorta t--" Xigbar snapped. "DAMNIT!!!!!" He swung the gun over at a nearby streetlight and fired. To the guy's amazement, something shot out. A woman screamed, and a few people scrambled out of the way of the falling shards of glass and debris. Xigbar furiously pointed at the streetlight. "YA SEE THAT?!?!?!" he screamed. The man just looked back at him, fear and shock in his eyes. "I SAID, 'DID YOU SEE THAT?!?!?!!?!?'" "Y-Y-Yes!" the man wailed back. "Well, if I count to ten, and you're STILL here by the time I'm done, THAT WILL BE YOUR ****IN' FACE!!!!!!!! YA HEAR ME?!?!?!?!THAT WILL BE YOUR ****IN' FACE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" He aimed the gun back at the guy's head. "Start walkin'!" The man quickly began backing up, his hands raised to show he didn't want to do Xigbar any harm. His eyes still had that frightened look in them. "Okay!" he whimpered, eyeing the gun nervously. "I'm... I'm going... J-Just don't sh--" "NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!" Xigbar screamed, waving his arms around, violently. "You! Do NOT! TALK to me!!!!! DO NOT ****IN' TALK TO ME, YA HEAR?!?!?!?!" The man yelped, turned, and ran off, screaming. Xigbar screamed after him, "Yeah, you'd BETTER run!!!!!" He sat there for a moment, panting, trying to get his pulse back to normal, when he looked around. There was a huge crowd staring at him with a shocked expression. They were looking at him as if he was the devil's child. Xigbar glanced around a few times, then demanded, "What the hell are YOU starin' at?!" They all gasped, then hurried back to what they were doing. Within seconds, the place was practically deserted. Xigbar sighed and looked up. "It's getting dark..." It was a little after sunset, but not exactly dark enough to be night yet. He knew he should go back to the castle now, but he so scared he was gonna hurt someone... He decided to go somewhere else. He loked around a little, then spotted a book store. Perfect... ((-- EDIT--)) Xigbar looked around. It was one of those bookstores with a coffee shop in it, too. Coffee shop... Just then, Xigbar remembered how hungry he really was. He hadn't eaten anything for days... Except for a little icecreme, of course, but when did that count as real food? Unable to control himself, he walked up to the display of cakes and other patries. Ugh... It all looks so gooood... If only... "Hey, kid, ya want somethin'?" Xigbar looked up. A red-haired waitress with hair that came just below her shoulders was staring at him. She blew a bubble with her gum, watching him with her dark green eyes. Xigbar looked down at the food. "Oh, me? Uh... No..." He walked backwards a couple of steps, still staring at the food. "Just... Just looking..." She stared at him a little more, then said, "Alright, then," and walked away. Xigbar stared at the food a little more, then sighed and wandered around in the bookstore a little more. Finally, he found the place where all the manga were stored. He grinned, then browed through the books a little. "Hm... 'Yotsuba&!'... Interesting title... Wonder what it's about...?" He went back to the huge beeny-bag chairs in the back, got confortable, and started reading. Within minutes, he was cracking up, practically laughing himself into a coma. "This is... Pretty good!" he exclaimed grinning. He curled up in the chair a little more, and continued reading. ((Sorry... I just wanted to catch up, ya know? XD *brain explodes* P.S. - "Yotsuba&!" is an actual manga... And it's hilarious. Check it out sometime! DO IT! XDDDD))
(( Not grounded no more!!!! YAAAAAAY! Oh, and... Mister Person-WhoPlays-Roxas.... Your posts kinda konfuzzle meh.... @_@)) Axel blinked, then shook his head. Wow... I need to stop zoning out like that.... He looked around. "Whu'...? Demyx, you're still here? I thought I sent you away, slave!" ((Wow, that is one crappy post! XDDD))
Wow... I didn't think you guys would actually care... O.o Well, anyways, I'm back now! *got off al LOT sooner than she'd expected.* This week I got no school... So... LET THE INSANITY BEGIN!!!!! >=D
Axel slumped down with a sigh. ".... Mop....?" he asked weakly. He started to twidle his fingers. ".... Mop with.... water....?" He shuddered. How come it was HIM who always got the "worst" jobs?! He looked back at Demyx, the thought. Hmmmm.... Maybe I can get him to..... He grinned sly. Standing up stright, he replied smoothly, "Ya got yourself a deal!" then began walkng over to the place wher Demyx was laying. "Awwwww....." he said in a fake baby voice. "Did the wittle Demmy fall down...?" He cracked up, then said triumphantly, "WELL! Not only did I get more steps than you, BUT I'm also completely unscathed! I AM THE OFFICIAL KING OF THE MORONS!!!!!" He looked back down at Demyx, grinning slyly. "You know what that means, right...?" Without waiting for an answer, he screamed, "EIGHT HOURS OF FREEEEE MAAAAID SERVACE!!!!!~" Suddenly, he was serious again. "My first order is to mop the entire castle. Chop chop, Waterboy."
