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  1. Last of the Organization
    (I figured this would be the most appropriate place for this type of roleplay seeing as the characters are anime and other then the voice programs themselves there is only a game and short discontinued manga series.)

    Plot Starter - The Vocaloid "family" is set in cyberspace, being the very essence of digital binary used for nothing more than their attractive and emotion moving voices. Despite this fact they believe there has to be something more to such a life, having a well thought out sense of AI, they begin to seek out a way to become real. One thundering night when the compound known for creating the vocaloid programs is struck by a horrific storm the system is shocked and allows them to step foot into our world...

    Setting - Starts out in cyberspace but moves to the freewill of the world after the storm.

    Characters:
    Lola -
    Kaito Shion - LOTO
    Meiko -
    Miku Hatsune - ^_^zexion's real wife^_^
    Rin Kagamine -
    Len Kagamine - SpazticFantaztic :3
    Gakupo Kamui -
    Gumi -

    Fanmade/Utauloid:
    Haku Yowane -
    Neru Akita -
    Miku Zatsune -
    Teto Kasane -
    Ted Kasane - LOTO
    Akaito -
    Kikaito -
    Taito -
    Akaiko -
    Kikaiko -
    Nigaito -
    Mikuo Hatsune - SpazticFantaztic :3

    OC Vocaloids:

    (If you don't know a character but are interested in them please refer to the vocaloid or utauloid wikia where you can find valuable information. I am going to limit all participants to the use to three characters at the start.)

    Rules -
    1. Follow all set rules of the forums along with the specific Roleplaying Rules.
    2. Language should be used in proper context (in otherwords if you feel the need to cuss make sure we are using the lessers and no strong expletives, no sexual themed anything, etc)
    3. Relationships are open in this roleplay, but along the lines of the general rules they are not to overstep PG-PG13 boundaries.
    4. Have fun and be active please. I am all ready assuming not too many people are big or well known in the Vocaloid field, although I will be pleasantly in the wrong if I am proven elsewise. If you join this roleplay please make sure to post at least once every three days, unless otherwise I am given a reason as to a extended leave of absence. (If you mention an extended absence you shall have three days to relinguish your character to another roleplayer or friend until your return otherwise you give me authority to use it or give it temporarily until your return.)

    Once we have a few people signed up we shall begin on my queue.
    Thread by: Last of the Organization, May 16, 2010, 4 replies, in forum: Retirement Home
  2. Last of the Organization
    My days used to tread on,
    Well that is after a restless night,
    But seeing as the semester has ended,
    I had expected them to finally be gone.

    But it seems as if nothing has changed,
    Going through days with no rest,
    Nothing seems to have changed at all,
    Still not knowing what is best.

    Still I wander on though,
    Not bothering wondering about my sleep,
    Or how I will get through tomorrow,
    Or even perhaps of where I shall go.

    Very little do I find content in this world,
    Or rather very little will keep me at that stage,
    Just a few people or things in my life,
    A few things that feel like my life's wage.

    However you my dear are like a cherry blossom,
    Sweet in both nature and appearance,
    Holding the true beauty I do not see in the world,
    And that my dear is why I think you are awesome.

    Your face is like the bud slowly opening,
    Allowing the whole world to finally see you,
    Your lips rosy pink just like the petals,
    Always smiling that is what you do.

    Just like a gentle petal falling into my hand,
    I like to hold you in a soft embrace,
    Not letting the wind blow you anywhere I might not be,
    Rather always holding each other would be grand.

    But just like the cherry blossom...,
    Sometimes things seem that way,
    You act somewhat distant,
    at least it seems that from day to day.

    Sometimes I feel rather down,
    More than usual I guess you could put it,
    Not walking to see a cherry blossom,
    But rather trapped inside a cold steel town.

    I see you blown away by the wind,
    Your bud slowly closing once again,
    The petals slowly starting to wither,
    With me wishing time I could bend.

    Once again my opportunity is gone,
    My chance to have my precious flower,
    When the moment had been laid right before me,
    But a decision I could not make by the hour.

    So now I must wait another period of time,
    Another season for you to wait again and bloom,
    I only hope by the next time I have to share,
    I will be able to tell my flower by the next rhyme.
    Thread by: Last of the Organization, May 10, 2009, 2 replies, in forum: Archives
  3. Last of the Organization
    Committment,
    rather interesting word,
    however the meaning vague,
    atleast that's what I've heard.

    Isn't it funny though,
    how a word can lose its meaning,
    or maybe even mean something completely different,
    depending from whose mouth comes the flow.

    But I never thought you would be one to change it for me,
    I'm sorry I'm not trying to be mean,
    however you just seem to not be committed to the word itself,
    or atleast do not know which meaning upon which to lean.

    Whether its a relationship,
    or maybe even a step down,
    perhaps a friendship,
    even there seems to be on the word a frown.

    You just confuse me so much,
    you say one thing,
    but a minute later its the opposite,
    sometimes its hard to see the words that have a truth touch.

    Whether its words,
    or even feelings,
    sometimes it doesn't seem to matter,
    on either one down comes the foundations and ceilings.

    But I try so very hard,
    not to lose the meaning myself,
    but putting my trust in a committment,
    the meaning I no longer think I can guard.

    -Someone who is rather precious to me...its hard to say...they haven't really been sticking to the meaning of it and in turn I have been hurt a few times...so this poem is a reflection of my feelings as of now and during writing-
    Thread by: Last of the Organization, Oct 19, 2008, 3 replies, in forum: Archives
  4. Last of the Organization
    I sit and wait by the window,
    looking out the cold glass,
    the weather isn't too bright,
    staring at the rainy mass.

    I miss seeing your beautiful smile,
    I miss hearing your precious laugh,
    not finding either of them,
    in what seems a while.

    But atleast I know you will be here,
    when you hold a special place in my heart,
    gentle thoughts in my mind,
    knowing that we will never be apart.

    But regardless I will wait,
    no matter how long it takes,
    to see my wonderful sister again,
    it is no debate.

    Holding onto the promise we made,
    never letting it slip my mind,
    giving a soft smile,
    at our everlasting bind.
    Thread by: Last of the Organization, Oct 12, 2008, 1 replies, in forum: Archives
  5. Last of the Organization
    Thread

    May I be...

    Interesting question to ask,
    however not quite finished of course,
    but tell me,
    what would you place as the final source.

    There can be many answers,
    all with different effect,
    however since its my question,
    it may not be what you expect.

    You seem so sad,
    something seems troubling,
    I wish I knew what it was,
    that made this problem keep bubbling.

    I wish I could be there for you,
    trying to fix whatever hinders,
    what it is that prevents your smile,
    that is what I wish I could do.

    I extend my hand,
    giving a soft, small, gentle, smile,
    hopefully something I am able to do,
    atleast can make you a little grand.

    Putting that smile of yours back on for a short time,
    maybe a soft laugh or two,
    knowing that I could help some,
    instead of just playing the part of a mime.

    Whether its talking,
    or just being there to listen,
    whatever way may help you,
    get rid of the pain in your head or heart stalking.

    The offer will always be open,
    the door shall never be closed, or the doorknob bend,
    I shall try to always be here for you,
    as a kind and caring friend.
    Thread by: Last of the Organization, Oct 4, 2008, 3 replies, in forum: Archives
  6. Last of the Organization
    Why is it everytime,
    everytime I search for happiness,
    all I ever manage to find,
    is an unendless sadness rhyme.

    When I find someone,
    whether it be friend or more,
    I can't help but think now,
    what am I in for?

    I've tried to hard,
    keeping on a happy face,
    but it seems I am damned,
    to this painful place.

    One another after another,
    taken from me,
    in numerous ways,
    there seems no other.

    I lend my heart out,
    or sometimes more,
    but then they or someone else,
    always slams the door.

    I'm so stressed,
    I'm such a mess,
    my life seems so screwed up,
    there isn't a single moment of rest.

    Memories torn in two,
    heart being smashed to pieces,
    constant headaches pulsing,
    waiting torments ceases.

    As I sit in my darkness,
    I think why me,
    why have I been put through so much,
    what is it that I don't see?

    So I sit in my pain,
    waiting and watching,
    hoping it someday will end,
    and my body and mind finally be released from this drain.

    Hearing the words,
    tomorrow is another day,
    its just part of life,
    just hoping for another way.

    -This last six months I have experienced more than I ever have in my life emotionally and mentally, as much as this feeling is expressed in this poem, I don't quite believe it-
    Thread by: Last of the Organization, Sep 30, 2008, 1 replies, in forum: Archives
  7. Last of the Organization
    You would think I would learn
    That I would be able to see this coming once more,
    again and again,
    it's always the same path that leaves me sore.

    I think just maybe,
    just maybe this chance could work out,
    casting aside everything I have,
    perhaps there could be good in this day to be.

    I offer you my heart and mind in hand,
    hoping that this time that I am right,
    that giving them to you isn't a mistake,
    that I won't remember that time as a blight.

    But as I sit and think after it all,
    I can't help but feel like a fool,
    why did I jump in head first,
    why did I once again take a fall.

    Putting all my trust,
    giving all my feelings and will,
    sacrificing them for you,
    letting you of me take your fill.

    Hoping that I didn't give my heart to you in vain,
    trusting that you won't let me break,
    but what is the use,
    always in these situations I end up feeling pain.

    So I once again ask myself,
    why did I do it?
    what could have possibly made me change my mind,
    why did I go out on a limb thinking this one would fit.

    Well once again it turned out wrong,
    I'm sitting in emotion and suffering,
    once finding myself searching,
    for that one girl in whose heart I belong.

    -Once again I took a chance and risk in a relationship, unfornately by the mood of the poem it didn't turn out too well-
    Thread by: Last of the Organization, Sep 28, 2008, 4 replies, in forum: Archives
  8. Last of the Organization
    What do I do,
    the thought running through my head,
    to do this or that,
    that is what I said.

    Somtimes I get so confused,
    as to what I am to do,
    do I go for it, or should I stay away,
    the answers are fused.

    I reach out my hand,
    so that you may take it,
    however recoil it slowly,
    afraid of the answer I will get.

    I open my mouth to speak,
    however slowly close it too,
    unsure of what to say,
    covered in a veil of meek.

    Open my arms,
    taking only a second to close them too,
    wanting to show I care,
    but so confused about what to do.

    Atleast in my thoughts,
    and in that special place in my heart,
    I realize as long as neither of us gives up hope,
    nor shall we ever be apart.

    Maybe I can't really speak to you,
    things aren't the way they used to be,
    but as long as I know you haven't given up hope either,
    I know one day we can be together again under a new hue.
    Thread by: Last of the Organization, Sep 23, 2008, 2 replies, in forum: Archives
  9. Last of the Organization
    What is my goal,
    I sometimes ask,
    I know we have all been there,
    asking what is the purpose deep within our soul.

    But funny enough,
    mine doesn't involve me,
    rather is lies on my sister,
    taking care of her that is my plea.

    Gently ruffling her hair,
    holding her close to me,
    being the best big brother,
    I can can ever be.

    Granting anything,
    no matter what,
    just making her happy,
    watching over my sister is everything.

    Helping her through life,
    whether mentally, physically, emotionally, or spiritually,
    holding her forever close in my heart and my mind,
    being able to hopefully tell her that myself one day eventually.

    Till my last dying breath,
    till the last comfort I can give,
    my life belongs to her, dedicated to her,
    thats how I wish to live.

    I want you to know that I love you sister,
    with every ounce my heart could ever muster,
    you are constantly on my mind,
    and I would never want it any other way.

    Forever I promise to be your big brother,
    always here for you when you need me,
    giving my all to take care of you,
    that is all I could ever ask for.
    Thread by: Last of the Organization, Sep 15, 2008, 6 replies, in forum: Archives
  10. Last of the Organization
    For a little over a year the Ultimate Organization has survived and thrived fighting off anything and everything that has come to face it. Telren...however a long time villian and plague upon the Organization still fights and dreams of crushing this great Organization...but what holds the future if they finally manage to beat him?

    Surviving members of the Organization:

    Last of the Organization:
    Yeifou
    Silax
    Telren (yes he is a villian, just pointing out characters played by users)
    Ulixas (eventually)

    Keyblade Smokey:
    Kade
    Zepharus?
    Reon
    Ina

    Destinystar:
    Katara
    Zuko?

    Riku_Gaara:
    Garxena
    Kai

    Princess of Heart:
    Kairi

    Xephos:
    Geryl
    Ex
    Winged girl

    keybladeofdarkness4:
    Xeal

    AxEL022:
    Dexeon
    Hideo

    Flamedancer:
    Ryxia
    Vaire

    Jordier0xs0x:
    Jordxy?

    If I missed anyone or anyone's characters feel free to point it out in a post or pm me.

    If you need reference of where your characters were at last I would ask that you can take a look at the old thread one last time as I will be pming Orange telling her she may close the old thread. Thank you.

    Seems I forgot to add in these...

    Rules:
    1. No yaoi or yuri
    2. Cursing, it is preferred if all members would keep this to a minium.
    3. Romance, I will allow it to go inbetween PG13 and R, however no sexual references or activities shall take place.
    4. Limit power, villians however are allowed slightly increased power due to the off balance of good to bad people.
    Thread by: Last of the Organization, Aug 20, 2008, 1,283 replies, in forum: Retirement Home
  11. Last of the Organization
    Have all the premium member lost their pinkish glow....?
    Thread by: Last of the Organization, Aug 10, 2008, 15 replies, in forum: The Spam Zone
  12. Last of the Organization
    I sit and often wonder,
    what it is that makes me different,
    what makes the people around me,
    change can often be a blunder.

    I'm eighteen years old,
    about to head off to college,
    yet the people around me,
    they seem to lack the knowledge.

    They like to make dirty humors,
    and do stupid things,
    that they enjoy,
    some even being rumors.

    What is this,
    I thought with age it goes away,
    but its clear to me now,
    age isn't the way.

    Immaturity,
    what an annoying word,
    allow its not the main problem,
    rather is the people's absurditity.

    A little fun here and there,
    I can understand that,
    but acting that way all the time,
    you become a nat.

    Maybe I am strange,
    maybe I choose to be mature,
    of course that doesn't mean taking everything seriously,
    it just means taking it when the time is in range.

    Yes another...this one has really been bugging me lately...the lack of maturity some people have...
    Thread by: Last of the Organization, Aug 8, 2008, 1 replies, in forum: Archives
  13. Last of the Organization
    When we met,
    it wasn't too long ago,
    about six or seven months,
    somewhere around there I believe so.

    You were older,
    but you sure didn't act it at times,
    often acting even younger,
    but definately not colder.

    Your funny personality,
    your love of friends,
    we both shared that,
    to no ends.

    Finally it came to be,
    we no longer thought of each other as friends,
    we liked each other so very much,
    it wasn't hard for all our friends to see.

    Eventually we even passed that barrier,
    pushing on to what I believed to be love,
    telling each other how much we wanted to be together,
    you were my angel my dove.

    Then it all became clear,
    when you threw me away,
    let someone else take you in your arms,
    thats all I could hear.

    What was the point,
    why did I try,
    if all you wanted was to use me,
    and then let our feelings die.

    Now I can see what a fool,
    to ever let my heart open up,
    I'm far more cautious now,
    and have let my heart cool.

    Unfornately though,
    you still reside inside my head,
    the memories I wish had never happened,
    although you I do not dread.

    You see you have hurt me,
    more than I can say,
    theres not a chance for a friendship,
    not a chance could there be.

    So I farewell,
    hopefully you won't ruin another's heart,
    because if that is all you are good at,
    then its better that we are apart.

    Honestly I am questioning why I wrote this...I know why...but...its hard to explain....anyway's a little background on this one...this is completely true...I once fell in love with a girl...however as the poem says she basically betrayed me and used me.....however I am not sad or upset....just I guess annoyed and tired...
    Thread by: Last of the Organization, Aug 8, 2008, 2 replies, in forum: Archives
  14. Last of the Organization
    I stand alone in a field of flowers,
    gently twirling a rose in my fingers,
    softly letting my eyes look no where,
    for what be seemed as hours.

    I gently lift my eyes,
    a tear or two caressing itself down my cheek,
    it doesn't take long for my head to fall again,
    I feel so weak.

    It used to be so strong,
    so unbreakable,
    yet now with everything changing around us,
    unfornately it looks like it is becoming capable.

    We had been so close,
    we had shared everything with each other,
    holding a special place in each other's hearts,
    but now I'm feeling pain, a painful dose.

    I used to take care of you,
    I was always by your side,
    hugging you close and wiping your tears,
    through your life I tried to be your guide.

    We used to laugh and smile together,
    knowing how special it was what we had,
    always being there for each other,
    no matter what the weather.

    But it seems those times are slowly fading,
    lost with memories of the past,
    I hold the rose tightly,
    hoping and wishing that we could always last.
    Thread by: Last of the Organization, Aug 1, 2008, 3 replies, in forum: Archives
  15. Last of the Organization
    Hold those who are close to you,
    never letting go,
    no matter what happens,
    they and you are together that you know.

    When you seem lost,
    and don't know what to do,
    just remember that in your heart and mind,
    there are people who are there for you.

    Some may be closer than others,
    some you call a just a plain friend,
    some could be just really good or close friends,
    others could be sisters or brothers.

    But you know you have those special few,
    who really hold a special place in your heart,
    give you happiness and joy,
    no matter how far apart.

    Whether they are around you,
    have pictures on your wall,
    can't really see them,
    can't even give them a call .

    Still you can never forget them,
    no matter what befalls you,
    forever they have made their mark,
    nothing less than a gem.

    So when you are feeling lonely,
    lost something, someone, or are just plain hurt,
    there are people who care about you,
    you just have to stay alert.
    Thread by: Last of the Organization, Jul 25, 2008, 2 replies, in forum: Archives
  16. Last of the Organization
    Thread

    My cell....

    I lie in chains,
    in the darkness of my cell,
    not a single glimmer of light,
    not atleast in this place where I fell.

    I gently lift my head,
    staring at the nothingness around me,
    the weight and length of the chains not allowing me far,
    my hunger to leave this place not being fed.

    I hear the door open,
    in walk the guards,
    they stop at my cell and peer down at me,
    shaking the door hard.

    "Whats the matter?" they laugh and taunt,
    "Is the cell not comfy enough for you?"
    the spit at me,
    acting as if they know what I want.

    Finally a grin comes to face,
    "what was precious to me has been hidden from me",
    I say to them not facing,
    "the pain I felt from that, this will be nothing you see."

    In anger they open the door,
    coming it and commencing their beating,
    hitting and kicking me,
    knocking me onto the floor.

    "Then your emotional pain shall have a friend",
    one says with a grin,
    "Physical pain shall keep him company..."
    and therefore they claim a win.

    When they finally tire from it all,
    they give me one finally kick and punch,
    they lock the door back up,
    and I let my body fall.

    Bruises, cuts, and scars,
    more have been added this very day,
    I lay tears slowly coming down my cheeks,
    but not because of what they did no way.

    My mind is still on the precious hidden from me,
    how much it hurts that I can't find it,
    the thought of maybe never finding it again,
    all I can remember are the days when it used to be.


    All I can say is I wish it could be happy....
    Thread by: Last of the Organization, Jul 19, 2008, 0 replies, in forum: Archives
  17. Last of the Organization
    Thread

    When....

    When will the tears stop falling,
    when will I be allowed to breathe,
    this pain hurts terribly,
    this feeling just keeps calling.

    Happiness is but a fleeting moment,
    it comes and goes,
    sadness and more hurt,
    that how that emotion flows.

    In the sun I find no brightness,
    in its rays I feel no warmth,
    all has become darkened,
    everything having a gloom I confess

    I find myself sitting in a chair,
    crying inside and out of my head,
    smiles and laughter no where to be found,
    nothing to be said.

    How long does this pain last,
    when you have lost something precious to you,
    when you wish things could be the way they were before,
    back when there actually was happiness in the past.

    Sorry....usually I don't write things that are this sad.....just felt a poem might help lighten my mood a little.....
    Thread by: Last of the Organization, Jul 14, 2008, 4 replies, in forum: Archives
  18. Last of the Organization
    Thread

    Is it time...

    Is it time...the only thing on my mind right now is that question....things have taken place that have made me think....pain, sadness, depression....a huge event just happened to strike my life recently....one that has hurt me beyond my imagination...I'm not looking for pity....merely revealing a main cause that has made a impact on me making this thread....right now I am leaning to leaving the site....I'm very sorry to all my friends who I cherish...perhaps we could maybe find a way to keep in touch....but as of right now....it looks as though I will be leaving the site....might think it over....for those of you who don't know me and I don't know you, sorry I'm sure I'm missing out on the opportunity of making a lot of new friends....
    Thread by: Last of the Organization, Jul 11, 2008, 6 replies, in forum: Departure Hall
  19. Last of the Organization
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    Things at the Twilight Family’s house has been rather quiet….well at least since their last trip to New York City for Christmas. But of course time has passed…spring has come and gone….and finally summer has hit the shore. Now the Twilight Family has been waiting for summer to hit for sometime now…its time they took another trip as a family and enjoyed themselves…but where? What will they do? Well….there’s only one thing to do when summer hits…and that’s hit the beach…but not just any beach….none other than the sandy shores of Florida!

    Characters: (This is a rp for members of the Twilight Family, but however if you are not one don’t fret, just stop by the family thread and join up then come join us at the beach. All members of the family are suggested to use their usernames unless they have a nickname they wish to use otherwise. )
    - Last of the Organization (Last)
    - Kiburedo
    - Knightshade
    - Destinystar (Destiny)
    - Trace000222 (Trace?)
    - Random Angel (RA)
    - Firekeyblade (Fire)

    Rules: (Yes regardless I am placing rules in this thread like any other, but I doubt there will be problems.)
    1. Swearing, cursing, cussing - it’s a common part of some peoples life’s but to others not so much, so I would request if you wish to curse a lot please use *’s to censor the word completely or partially. If you use a word once and a while that’s ok but please don’t turn this into a swearing contest.
    2. Killing, Violence, Inappropriate conduct - This is a real life thread, we are a family, I really don’t see any reason why there should be much violence or killing involved with a family going to the beach. If there is a fight or something of the sort involved in the story, its your call, but if someone or myself thinks your going too far please respect their wishes and tone it down.
    3. Have fun. - How long has it been since we actually had a Twilight Thread be made? Forever? Ok ok…maybe a few months…but still it seems like a longer time than that. Have fun, a bunch of us have been gone for sometime from the family and haven’t seen each other in that time, so now’s the time to catch up on the family thread and on this thread (on this thread in it, not too many ooc’s please).


    We find the Twilight Family busy at work at their house trying to finish packing, get everyone together, and finally head to the airport to head to their destination…..Paradise City.
    Thread by: Last of the Organization, Jun 5, 2008, 254 replies, in forum: Retirement Home
  20. Last of the Organization
    Well....first off I guess I'll start by saying that I won't be here this weekend for those who care.....A-kon.....should be fun some I guess....but anyways Friday through Sunday....thats where I will be....this is the main part of the message....

    On a further note....I don't know where I really stand on the forums lately.....other than a few reasons I have been thinking of why I stay on here.....not that its a bad thing or anything please don't take it that way.....these are beautiful forums....wonderful people.....and a great eniviroment.....but to me....other than those reasons I guess....I don't really feel much of a need to be here.....so as far as staying apart of the forums...or leaving them.....it will take some thinking.....then hopefully I can decide....take care to all those who do and don't know me......
    Thread by: Last of the Organization, May 30, 2008, 9 replies, in forum: Departure Hall