I like your new avatar.
Sorry I wasn't on earlier today. I just got on right now. Tomorrow fire mage and I will be at Disneyland since it is her birthday so I'm just...
[ "Yeah it does feel good," he looked at the water. "Do you want to go for a dip?" He asked with a smile on his face.
Demyx shrugged and opened his mouth slightly. "Ok I'm up for some kind of breakfast, but I like lunch and dinner better. Ididn't even get any sleep. I'm going to be a huge mess and the students will probably notice," he yawned.
"Like it?" He replied in a sardonic tone. The water came forth from his sitar again, striking aganist the rock wall with such extreme force to where it resembled that of a full throttle of a water cannon or a hose. With every square inch of force upon it the wall was forced to crumble and the debree became mud from the excess water that was filling the area fast. After all there weren't any drains and so the water could only drip upon the speakers and soak the ground. Knowing he had attacked the clone, he wondered where the rubber mat came from? "This guy is full of tricks and is making things appear out of no where,"he said mumbling under his breath. "This clone of Mixt is still part of him so what ever harm comes to it will pass on to him," Demyx thought as he stepped up his game.
(OOC: Nice! Now that is what I'm talking about. Prepare yourself. LOL) "Ahhh!!!!" He felt the strike as he shielded himself with his sitar taking the damage of the explosion to his weapon and not to him as much. His eyes were menacely dangerous as he glarred at the one who had hurt him. Pointing at him, with a death glare, it was as if he was issuing a order of death upon the poor soul, his inner true enitity now fully shown replacing his normally calm and fun demeanor all together "You are so dead!" He headed towards him, his water projecting him across the arena giving him a sense of flight, bringing a wave of fury with his water columns as he controled them with the simplest of ease in order to provide a distraction. The spraying of the water washed the remains of the explosion that had hurt him and flowed across the speakers and into the speakers themselves. Making sure he was clear out of the way, he took a mighty swing of his sitar using the dreaded sharp three pronged blades to slice Mixt deeply across his face. With that impact, he purposely summoned his geysers of water to errupt from the ground across the speakers having them short circuit with the extreme danger and harm of electracution on the one who was standing on them.
Doing much better now. Everything has been resolved. Thank you for your support. *hugs*
Well there was to much information on Sora, and there needed to be more character developement with the the rest of the organization members and I agree. Demyx did not receive enough screen time, but he will be in the new game for the ds or should I say the dsi?
"Well here they come," he spoke that above a whisper as he set his sitar in the air having it levitate. The perfect opportunity would have to wait until he was being dealt with concering face to face contact. Having more fluid clones appear with his element they moved towards the two Mixt clones and prepared to cause serious damage if not destroyed. No would imagine if to many were to surround, that victim could drown for it was up to the water wielder's precise fingers on his sitar that manipulated them.
(OOC: Mixt and Demyx are still fighting, but I'm waiting for Mixt to respond. Sorry if the fight is being dragged out and seems to be boring, but I believe in giving my opponent a chance to attack.) Demyx heard Axel and kept that to himself. He knew Axel was not the most patient nobody and Demyx wanted to see what kind of situation he was dealing with. He wasn't fighting Sora and did not have a personal agenda against him so he felt he didn't need to show his best until the time was right.
"Great," Demyx thought and rolled his eyes. "I better just keep up what I'm doing until he actually decides to try to hurt me." Demyx looked at the two Mixts and kept playing. Feeling that the clones were gone once more, he got out of the way of the two once they destroyed the clones and held his ground. Using his projectile attacks to attack from distance he felt this was the best manuever at the moment.
Thank you for answering. I sent you a pm.
That's okay. I understand everyone has a life. *hugs back*
Um I'm not getting your private message. Nothing will open up in my profile under my private messages for some reason?
I need to speak to you. Please pm me.
(OOC: Huh? No he already moved out of the way in the first place and was waiting for you to attack him. Wait why did you put water? Mixt doesn't have water does he? If it was part of my post the water that Demyx summoned had already gone. He didn't summon anymore except the water bubbles on Mixt's head?) Demyx waited in boredom for him to attack, but to himself he was on his guard, but thinking what the hell the guy was doing to himself and what kind of attack was he going to do in the first place? What was the purpose of having his arms ripped off? Holding his sitar close to him, he waited in anticipation, his eyes narrowing more wating for the unknown. If he were to attack without thinking then he could be putting himself in true danger. To have the time pass, he played a melody on his sitar having the clones appear to do his work for him so he could see what this new transformation was and if Mixt had any new abilities that he didn't know about.
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