I call Demyx!!!!!!! *shouts to the rooftops*
I love the game and I'm a pro when it comes to controling Pit. I also love the angel, adore Marth, Link and Fox.
Thank you very much. I'm very honored. =D
I like her hair feelers and I think they are cute. It would be funny to see her twirl her finger around them.
I love Yu-gi-oh the oringinal one especially. I cosplayed as Seto Kaiba and his ancient incarnation High Priest Seto.
I love Future Trunks and Vegeta.
We need more members for this group. I love Demyx so much that I cosplay as him and make music videos about him. Who couldn't love the Demmy? *hugs Demyx plushie and pillow* Here is one of the examples of my work.
I would love to be able to compose music the way Demyx does and it would be wonderful to be able to dance like him in the way he battles. Having the control mastery of water would be out of this world as well and his azure eyes for they are so beautiful and breath taking. I already have his loving nature, but I wouldn't mind at times having a split personaility. That way I wouldn't be taken advantage of so much and learn to be more like the saying the velvet steamroller where I'm sweet and caring on the outside, but tough as nails within.
You should try to be more optimistic instead of looking at all of the negativity. I'm not talking about being a person from the brady bunch what I'm referring to is do something you enjoy and then challenge yourself to something new and with somoene. Life is to short to just be by yourself and you don't want to look at your life 30 years from now and have the regret of something that you could of changed.
(OOC: Hellkitten I sent you the summary by visitor message.) In the safety of his room once again, his delicate fingers flung back his hood, the leather piece falling on past his neck with a small thud. Swirls of a bit of purple and pink were mixed in with the bruise that was clearly visable from his left eye. Not being able to look in the mirror anymore, he threw the first thing he saw on his bathroom counter towards the wall, putting so much stamina and strength into his throw the bottle of lotion smeared on the wall as it dripped down onto the ground. With his teeth clenched he paced back and forth fury in his tone. "He will pay. He will pay. How could he do that to my face? I need to get something for this and my water won't be enough. I need some sort of medication or herb or something that will make it disappear. I can't show my face like this. They would laugh and jeer and point. Escpecially Larxene. I can't let her see me like this." With a heavy sigh he touched his chest and wiped his right eye afterwards. "I don't want this black eye and the marks on my face to get worse, but how can I get the hell out of here to get something? I'm trapped in this prison."He placed his hand upon his left eye, the warm water easing the pain and killing any bacteria that could cause infection. He repeated this process for the other injuries on his cheeks. "I guess the only way to get something is to sneak in while the shields and defenses are down. No, I got a better idea." Placing his hood back on, he summoned his servants. "I need some of you to keep an eye on Marluxia's room and the others keep an eye on Vexen's lab. I'm looking for some kind of ointment, aloe vera, elixer and ether you name it. They would be in bottles, and the aloa vera is a green plant that is sharp on the end. Get as much as you like and bring them to me. I will know what to use. Do not be seen and don't fail me," he dismissed them with a hand gesture. Picking up his journal he began to write an entry after he sat on his bed. Hey it's me. I didn't know Marluxia had that kind of temper. My body is sore from it especially my neck from him digging his nails through his gloves into it. I wasn't trying to cause any harm or anything, but I can't get rid of this feeling may it be fake or not. She has that effect on me. I've tried to ignore it and get pass it, but she's like a siren that lures me into danger. I know we're completly the opposite and we do not have any kind of chemistry, but they do say opposites do attract. She's lightning or what ever electricity and I'm water which is a dangerous combination then why am I attracted to her so much? She seems to be always on my mind. In fact I even sung about her imagining she was the one I was expressing my soul too. I even kissed her and traced my fingers across her lips when she was sleeping. That's the only way I can be with her right now. Am I really that pathetic? I want to speak to her so much and tell her how I feel, but I keep getting interrupted by something or someone. It's frusterating that this sort of thing keeps happening. I want to be her friend, I want her to respect me like I respect and envy her and I just want to be with her. I can't help it. It has to be my memories of when I was a human and I was loved by all my fans, but there was this one girl who was always hard to get and so tough that it facinated me. Larxene is like her. How can someone so strong and cruel be so appealing? Am I a masicist that I'm willing to accept any kind of attention as long as its from her? I must be out of my mind or I've been hurt to much that I keep coming back for more. With a heavy sigh, he flung the journal on the other side of the room and gripped his head with both of his hands peeling off his hood once more. His mind was would not let him rest for he had to many thoughts racing through his mind. The possibility of an battle occuring, deciding whether he would aide his follow comrades in battle or not, and of course the sadistic witch from hell tormenting him in his head, the alure of her wicked ways sending him in a downward spiral.
Hey Hellkitten. I may suck at these summaries since I've had a lot on my mind recently, but I'll do the best I can. Roxas visited Xiomara in her...
Everyone has problems, but your situation is nothing to be concerned about. A lot of people prefer to be by themselves. It doesn't make you weird or anything, but it does cause you to be too confined to your comfort zone and if you don't venture out of it then you'll be start to get into a rut which then can lead to depression and less fullfilment in your life. Just break down the hum drum of your life some time and try something new. You'll be amazed you did.
Ok I would of kept ignoring it, but putting the guy in jail for 20 weeks? He should have to do community serivice by assisting the eldery in folks homes. That way he will develop some sense of sensitivity for them.
"Oh great another loser to deal with," Demyx uttered with boredom in his eyes. "He's aiming at you it seems. I'll take care of Sora," He danced over to him and hit him with more water, being careful to avoid the thunder attack. His water alone was to powerful for Sora's puny thunder attack. With his agility, he leaped into the air and flew several feet across the ground the jets of water streams propelling him to his next destination. Twirling his beloved weapon in the air, he caught it in midair and swung the base of it towards Sora, reacting quickly and giving forth violent onslaughts of physical abuse followed by compressed water pressure against the hero slamming into him.
Demyx let out a heavy sigh. "Isn't it always about Sora? Everything we do always revolves around that brat and his friends. What does the boss want that kid for anyway?" He hung his hand near one of the blades and adjusted his weight to his other leg. "It probaly is the same ole thing that never works right?
Thank you. =D
Ok this needs to be said. I agree with my sister, but I'm tired of all this drama. I don't need it in my life. I'm going through so much more then...
Demyx placed a hand over his mouth holding his laughter. "Wow I can't believe you did that. He's going to be so pissed when he finds out." Taking another look, he sprayed his paint gun at the wall. "You forgot the hearts with smiles on their faces."
Demyx shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know? Who cares and let's eat without them." He opened a bag of chips and began eating them. "These are so good."
"Ow what a jerk and a poor sport. I can never have any fun anymore," he shook his head. "Larxene what the hell are you complaining about now?" He walked over to her and leaned on his sitar again. "You're being to loud."
