"I was afraid you were going to say that," he moaned. "So do you think you can help me? I'm not the best when it comes to fighting and frankly the job will be done faster if you take hearts too?" Demyx asked wondering if Axel was in the mood to answer him. He looked at Xion sadly hoping what she said wasn't true. "I can't bare seeing us lose one of our members."
Axel! I'm not a traitor so obviously I'm with you. I could never do that to you my friend. Yeah funny huh? You torture me and I still call you my friend. I must be a masacist or something," he laughed feeling like he was losing his mind. "I don't get it at times. Tell me what I must do to get in the boss's good graces again. I don't want to be locked away," he pulled on his cloak givng Axel the puppy dog look.
Here ya go. It is called Reasons to Live by DragonForce. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n-bS7mCCWs8&feature=channel_page
(OOC: Oh shoot I almost forgot about this rpg. Note to self make a list of the number of rpgs I'm in.) Out of no where, Demyx had portaled into the mansion as he scoped the area looking at the others. "So what is with Namine being so jumpy all of a sudden?" he grinned placing his hands out in front of her pretending he was a ghost himself. "I'm going to get you Namine. I'm a ghost from your past." He joked walking around her.
"Why should I go back? So I can be thrown in the dungeon again or locked in another room like a prisoner? No thanks for I like my freedom better," he stood in front of Xion. "I bet you do too. It's not right that either of us has to be held captive in a cold dark area Axel."
Ok then I will be off and on as well. I'm currently working on my lastest music video and will post it to my you tube account soon. Music videos...
Yeah I thought it would be pretty cool. I wanted to try something new so I think I suceeded in one of another. Is Marluxia going to be at the...
"Oh... Demyx placed his finger to his chin. "So that's the whole story huh? Hmm... So what we going to do now?" Does the boss even know Xion and I are here?" he asked Axel.
Um what mission?" he couldn't remember what mission Larxene and Zexion were set off to do. "Can someone just give me the info? It's not a secret is it?"
"Woah woah woah... I never hurt Xion. Put your keyblade away now Sora before someone gets hurt." He didn't want to fight, but in order to defend himself he would have to. Waiting for Sora's reply he focused on whether to summon his sitar or not. "Xion, what is going through your head now? What do you want to do?"
You'll find my post very creative in Build Your Cages. Man where do I come up with these ideas? I just figured Demyx is the musical nobody being...
Check out what I did for Build Your Cages? =p He's the musical nobody right? Oh did you post my character's song yet?
Check out what I did for Build Your Cages? =p He's the musical nobody right?
(OOC: Woah... *shakes head* Ok don't get mad. Let it go. Just for the damage to his head apparently, Demyx now has lost, but in the way you guys would least expect. *LOL* Let's just say he's the melodious nocturne for a reason.) Demyx was not expecting Marluxia's sudden violent move. Had he known the graceful assassin would react in a way so harshly he would of thought otherwise. This was embarrassing and his pride was shot down once more. The eleventh member was degrading and attacking the ninth member something never should of been allowed. How much he hated the man with the sythe. He didn't mean to be rude or go so far, but something was telling him to let him and Larxene know of the meeting. He held these feelings for her fake or not and he wasn't ashamed at the kiss he layed upon her lips and feathery touch he felt on her skin. Closing his eyes, he wished Marluxia would end his suffering at the present time he was being tortured. No matter what he did nothing seemed to turn out right or back fired in his face. That was the final straw, the members of the organization had taken advantage of him and used him as their personal assualt target for the last time. The ones who were beyond cruel deserved to be the most agonizing pain possible would regret ever injuring him. He had no choice, but to revert to this kind of thinking for enough was enough. He could only take so much. Gasping with short bursts, tears trinkled from his eyes as he hoped for great harm to come to the graceful assassin. Marluxia, Xaldin and Vexen deserved a fate worse then death. In an instant his throat was released and another excruicating sensation traveled to his nervous system. His head had collided with the wall, resulting in bruises and cuts over his face dripping with blood. One of his eyes was black, and his body felt he had suffered a severe case of whip lash. Coughing and gasping to breathe, he arched his neck at Marluxia's room cursing him under his breath. With his hand stretched out, he summoned worth a burst of his element striking it against the door in a rage of fury. "You'll pay for this Marluxia," Touching his face, he felt the liquid upon his glove realizing he had suffered another injury. Portaling back into his room, he ran into his bathroom and cleaned up his wound the best he could. Marluxia had done a number on him and he refused to think of that anymore. Feeling his emotions come to the surface, those haunted cursed things that were tormenting him so and making him a outcast in the organization, he lied on his bed touching his lips. All he could was think of the savage nymph and how much she meant to him. It didn't matter what anyone did or said about him, he could not deny his undying affection for her and how it was growing by the day. If he had a heart it would be beating that of a thousand drums. Normally he would be playing his sitar, the music in his soul coming forth, but since his sitar was taken away he had to resort to another method. As a human he remembered the time era his dad had grown up in which was in the 1960's where the true spirit of rock and roll had emerged. Visions recalled one of the songs his dad and sung to the love of his life, his mother. "Now what was that song again?" he paced back and forth remembering the kiss he had given Larxene. "Kiss? One last kiss! I have that song somewhere." Sorting through his numerous albums of music he had collected and kept secret from the others, he pulled out a cd and placed it in his cd boombox and cranked the volume, loud enough to hear the music and his voice at the same time. Feeling his muse come to him from the darkness, the ninth nobody of the organization began acting human singing and dancing his phantom heart out. Strolling around the room, he moved his hips back and forth matching his shoulders, watching himself in the mirror. Being very expressive he sung out loud to his reflection. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AhyABwp6Hvw Oh one last kiss, oh give me one last kiss It never felt like this, no it never felt like this You know I need your love, oh, oh, oh, give me one last kiss Oh one more time, oh baby one more time It really is sublime, oh honey so sublime You know I need your love, oh oh oh give me one last kiss Bababababababy baby... Give me one last kiss Bababababababy baby... Give me one last kiss Pointing to the mirror, his moves got faster as he thrusted his curves to the side, wrapping his arms around himself. Pretending he was holding Larxene in his arms he rocked with the imaginary existence, shaking his head back and forth. Oh one last kiss, oh give me one last kiss It never felt like this, no it never felt like this You know I need your love, oh, oh, oh, give me one last kiss Oh one more time, oh baby one more time It really is sublime, oh honey so sublime You know I need your love, oh oh oh give me one last kiss Dropping to his knees his imagination had run away with him, as he pleaded to the ceiling as if looking up at her. Placing his arms across his chest like a heart, he voice rang louder, tears of joy coming to his eyes. Bababababababy baby... Give me one last kiss Bababababababy baby... Give me one last kiss Jumping onto his bed, he stood both feet apart singing to the door now and the wall where is sitar would normally be aganist. He arched his knees and dipped his body being more determined then ever to strut. At the last verse of the song, he picked up his journal from his desk, opened to the page of his entries about Larxene where her photograph was shone. Bringing it closer to his mouth, he pressed his lips against it. Oh one last kiss, oh give me one last kiss It never felt like this, no it never felt like this You know I need your love, oh, oh, oh, give me one last kiss One last kiss, one last kiss, Oh give me one last kiss One last kiss, one last kiss, Oh give me one last kiss His mood had lifted thanks to the wonderous beauty of his voice and the melody in his being. Putting the journal back on his desk he knew he had to get to the meeting. Fearing for his appearance of what the damage appeared to be, he dawned himself with his hood and portaled over to Where Nothing Gathers taking his seat remaning quiet as possible glarring daggers from underneath his hood at everyone in the room. He would get even some how. If they fought against the nameless and if the others were in trouble, he would be sure not come to their aid and make it look like he couldn't or wasn't capable. The ones who dispised him would hopefully meet their own demise by the nameless caused by their own acts of cruelty and he would be there savoring every moment for all the harm they caused him. Slouching in his seat with his arms crossed, he hid his burning tears and waited for the meeting to begin cursing everyone in the room under his breath. How he wished the terroizing menances who caused him grieft and physical harm would never receive their hearts and fade into nothingness. For now all he could was remain still, his mind becoming darker with what would be justified. Those who hurt him would pay in more ways then one and he would see to it without being directly involved. His art of the deception of his other self would surface once more making sure he was never hurt again.
Its really a shame, but he was the one that was supposed to be a good role model for kids and Kellogs canceled his endorcements because he messed up. They were setting an example for what they expect.
Demyx awoke in a different place all together. He had no idea what was going on. Scratching his head, he yawned and saw everyone before him. "What the... How the... Why?" he asked Axel. "Last time I remember I was in a dungeon I think with Xion and now I see Sora, and Riku and Marluxia?" he arched his eyebrow up. Nothing wasn't making any sense.
Cloud had locked eyes with the savage nymph as the people swarmed the dance floor many in awe and asking his friend many questions that he chose not to answer. The night had intenisfied to the extreme full of wonder and surprise. Demyx had set off to what he wanted to accomplish and he succeeded putting his soul into his very being expressing himself like no other. This would be something he would never forget and always cherish for the rest of his life.Before Larxene left, Cloud took a small tracking device from his pocket and placed it on her in an unnoticable area that she could not detect due to the high intensity of a cloaking device. He did the same to Axel. Keeping an eye on their progress was vital to track their movements, gather information, and relay it to Leon. Cloud needed to know more about Organization XIII so he could prepare himself if he were attacked.He would discover their weaknesses and strengths and use them against them if his safety was in question. Cloud was very resourseful, a powerful and agile warrior able to face fear in the face and deal with the matters accordindly. His blue eyes scanned the room at a sudden appearance of a dark disturbance; one of mighty power. "Oh no could it be?" he shielded his eyes at the colorful lights that reflected in his eyes. "No it can't be. How did he find us?" Cloud stepped back avoiding the stampede of people. He glared at the female nobody leaving like a coward and then shorty the other male nobody left. "Some friends," he thought rolling his eyes disgusted at how the other two organization members treated their fellow comrade. Being satisfied, he was pleased that the tracking devices were on them both so they wouldn't be able to get away with what they did. If Demyx were to get punished then he would make sure those two got their just desserts as well. Putting himself in front of Demyx he shielded him from the boss of the organization putting his weapon out. "Larxene and Axel your so called friends escaped leaving you here to take the fall," his tone was firm. "How could those things do this to you?" he wanted to split some evil doers throat for he was being blinded with his own anger. Demyx glanced away feeling the presence of Larxene and Axel leave from the night club. "Yeah I know they left. I will never forgive them for this," with his fist clenched, he placed it down by his side preparing himself for who was to come. In a blink of an eye, Xemnas had made his presence known, the dark tentacles of his void disapating. "Oh no it's him!" Demyx was scared to death not sure of what to do. This was a serious matter. He had no idea that Xemnas was going to come to his present location. "My dancer delivered the message all right," he wondered if that was the smartest decision. "What am I going to do? I'm so busted. This night turned out to be the worst. It was going so well with my dancing and everything and then all of a sudden he has to show up and ruin everything. Don't I ever get a break?" he stayed behind Cloud as the warrior protected him. Cloud did his best not have his sword falter for he was nervous as could be and refused to show it. "So this is Xemnas the leader of Organization XIII and your boss? I've heard about him. No matter what he's not going to destroy you. I won't let him," his sword gleamed in the florestant nights. "Stay strong and let me handle this." The melodious nocturne shook his head rapidly and stepped to Cloud's side keeping him beside him. "No he's a nobody. He could take your heart if he wanted to. Don't challenge him or it will be your end. The boss shows no mercy on ones that get in his way. I have a plan so trust me on this and put your sword down otherwise he will feel threatened and will attack," Demyx brought his hand up, resting it on Cloud's blade forcing it down to his side. "Stay very close or behind me that way Xemnas will have to go through me in order to hurt you," he stepped forward hestiantly "Kingdom Hearts give me strength," he thought swallowing slightly taking one step at a time, his teeth chattering inside his mouth. "I've never been this scared in my life," he made sure Cloud followed him with each cautious step he took. Gathering the courage, his azure orbs froze, his breath quickening hoping his plan would work. "Boss, hi..." When he was about to speak more a huge screen flashed on repeating his performance of his dance. "No! Don't look," he cowared until he saw the one responisable. Raising his hand into the air, he recalled it was the same smug human who must of drugged his drink. The bartender was the only one remaining who was drunk as hell. Whether on purpose or by accident, the sleez ball had to die. Slowly grasping the air, he summoned forth his energy that killed the person in an instant turning him into a heartless. There would be no witnesses. Cloud turned away in disgust at hearing the man scream out for his life begging not to die. Behind his friendly demeanor, Cloud saw Demyx for what he really was; a ruthless killer with no remorse. Not stopping his friend's action, the blond youth knew Demyx was only reacting upon the instinct of a nobody. There was also justice behind his actions for he discovered that the bartender was the one who had drugged their drinks by the small vile he held in his hand before he died. "Good riddance," he uttered glad that the piece of dirt was gone out of his sight. That would be the last person that ever poisoned him. Seeing that the man was gone and a heartless had taken its place, he swung his sword up and sliced the fat bandit in half with one swipe. No heartless was going to get past him. Cloud brought his sword down and returned by Demyx's side. With the pest out of his way for good, he looked at his boss once more. Looking at the screen he grinned sheepishly and chuckled a bit doing his best not to freak out or break down in tears. No, he would not act pathetic in front of his friend. "Superior, I don't know how much you saw or not, but I can explain," he placed his hands out in front and waved them frantically. Turning to Cloud by looking over his right shoulder, Demyx gave him some words of reassurance. "No matter what happens, I'll do my best to make sure no harm comes to you." Facing Xemnas once more, he backed away accidently bumping into Cloud. "Boss, please let's talk this over okay without violence hopefully?
The warmth was penertrating through his body that he did not want to be disturbed. What a relaxing moment it was to remain in the safety of ones bed. No one was barking orders at him and his tension was easing. Now all he needed was just six more hours and he would of restored the stamina that he had lost. Opening his eyes slightly, he starred into the darkness of the room. He couldn't tell what time it was and he didn't care. There was nothing that could get him out of his bed except for the rustling of his dancers that were watching guard. Groaning he rubbed his eyes and yawned, both of his arms extending into the air. One of his servants was contorting its body in different directions attempting to tell him something. "What is it?" he asked getting out of bed placing both of his feet on the ground. "Uh huh... Uh huh... Yeah so when is the meeting?" his eyelids were heavy as he yawned again covering his mouth still this time. "Now? The boss is calling a meeting now? Why can't he wait six hours from now?" The ninth member paced back and forth speaking to his dancers in an annoyed tone. "Fine!" He groaned. "I'll go to the stupid meeting and be bored out my mind as usual. Everyone better be there, but I highly doubt it. So why should I go? I have nothing to offer and it would be better for everyone if I didn't show up anyway," he looked the other way and crossed his arms. "The two *******s Vexen and Xaldin will be there and oh great now I'm cussing," he looked out his window at the heart looming in the distance. "If I show up to early I'll have to wait for the other late arrivals and I'll be bored out of my mind once again. I'm not going to let that happen," he dismissed his dancers, walking out of his room. Passing by the rooms he knocked on the bedroom doors of the members he felt the presences of. Sencing Xioimara's and Roxas's spirits, his hand touched the door handle of Xioimara's room. The musician walked into the room and felt Xioimara on her back. "We have a meeting to go to. The boss will have a fit if you're not there," he said to her. Noticing Roxas and not paying much attention to him, he said the same thing before swiftly leaving the room. He had one more stop to make before heading to Where Nothing Gathers. Realzing that Marluxia and Larxene had not left the graceful assassin's room, he quietly knocked on the door and not wanting to wait for him to answer, he portaled inside. "Marluxia," he eyed the pink haired nobody with ease, "I don't know if you know of this, but the boss is having a meeting right now. Yeah I know what you're thinking why so early? Because he doesn't have a heart and therfore he doesn't care that we get our sleep. The boss is just what's the word insufferable at times?" He walked past him noticing Larxene napping on the bed in sweet slumber. He leaned down and touched her face, dragging his fingers across her lips. "Soon we'll have our chat we were supposed to have," he softly mentioned keeping his voice above a whisper. Pulling his hand away, he took one more glance and stole a kiss, his lips touching hers before he leaned away and stood up. He didn't know if Marluxia saw or not and in his mind he didn't care. He had nothing to lose.
Ok thanks for letting me know.
Yeah me either. I never thought in my wildest dreams he would be on dancing with the stars. Well I guess there is a first time for everything right?
