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  1. TheWickedHaveMoreFun
    High School Never Ends (On temporary hiatus)

    Okay, guys, I made the stupid mistake of posting this the day before I left on a trip to Philadelphia. So until I get back, I'm not starting this officially. You can still pop on and ask to be certain characters, but we just don't be starting right away.

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    Yep, I know this has been done to death but this is a pretty fun concept and I haven't been able to find any of these types of RPs here that aren't full. Now time for the rules:


    1. Please abide by the site's TOS.

    2. No killing. This is high school people. Fighting is fine though.

    3. Romance is accepted and encouraged. Yaoi, yuri, het. Whatever. Just keep it PG to PG-13.

    4. PLEASE BE LITERATE. I hate to be a grammar nazi, but I am. It annoys the heck out of me when people don't use proper grammar and spelling. It's fine if you typo once or twice (everybody does it) but please don't make a habit out of it.

    5. NO CHARACTER BASHING/ABUSE. (i.e. pedo!Vexen, emo!Zexion, ect.)

    6. Be respectful of your fellow RPers. We're all here for a good time and let's have one.


    CHARACTERS


    If possible I'd like to fill up the canon characters before accepting any OCs. And yes, you pay play more than one character.

    Teachers

    English/Literature- Xaldin played by _______

    Biology- Vexen played by TheWickedHaveMoreFun

    Music- Demyx played by TheWickedHaveMoreFun

    Physical Education- Larxene played by _______

    Mathmatics- Luxord played by _______

    Physics- Xigbar played by ______

    Art- Lexaeus played by _______

    Librarian- Zexion played by ______

    Drama- Marluxia played by ______

    Principal- Xemnas played by ______

    Vice principal- Saix played by ______


    Students

    Sora-
    Kairi- sorafangirl
    Riku-
    Namine- namine_kairi
    Roxas-
    Axel-
    Yuffie-
    Cloud- kingsora
    Aeris-
    Leon-

    If you have a character you'd like to play that's not listed, please let me know.
    Thread by: TheWickedHaveMoreFun, Apr 9, 2008, 5 replies, in forum: Retirement Home
  2. TheWickedHaveMoreFun
    ^_~ Wishing everyone here a happy April (i.e. Vexen's Month <3)!

    *spreads the Chilly Academic love like butter* <3
    Thread by: TheWickedHaveMoreFun, Apr 1, 2008, 1 replies, in forum: The Spam Zone
  3. TheWickedHaveMoreFun
    This is just kind of a random thing I wasn't sure where to put it...but since it's the 4th month of the year, I've decided to wish everyone a happy Vexen month! ^^

    *spreads the Chilly Academic love around* lD
    Thread by: TheWickedHaveMoreFun, Apr 1, 2008, 5 replies, in forum: Kingdom Hearts HD I.5 ReMIX
  4. TheWickedHaveMoreFun
    Yup, an Axel origin story. I couldn't resist. This is only the first chapter, so expect more to come. I got this idea a few days ago and just had to write it out.

    My basic idea is that Lea (Axel's Other) was a firebreather/juggler in the circus (Dumbo world). ;D Don't wanna give anything else away, but I think ya'll will enjoy this.

    I don't own Dumbo World. =_=


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    “Ladies and gentlemen, now for the act you’ve a~ll been waiting for, especially you ladies out there!” The shrill squeals of hundreds of teenage and prepubescent girls echoed and amplified in the huge tent. Even a few older women clapped louder than their husbands. “WDP Circus is proud to present Lea and Natasha, The Juggling Flurry of Fire and The Harmonious Frost Sovereign!” The Ringmaster quickly departed from center stage as the lights dimmed and a single spot light illuminated a spot in the center of the ring. A hushed silence feel over the crowd as they watched, hunched forward in their seats waiting for something to happen. The seconds trickled by and still nothing. A few anxious girls squirmed in their seats.

    A shrill note played on a flute pierced through the still inside the tent and a rush of icy air blasted through the crowd. In the center of the ring of light there was an explosion of smoke and fire. Flickers of red, yellow and orange licked at the smoke as two dark silhouettes took shape. Another sharp note and the smoke dissipated immediately, as if obeying the flute player’s high-pitched commands. Standing back to back, bathed in the white light, were a man and a woman. The colors of the light changed quickly, the male’s half fixed to red and the female’s a vivid blue.
    The woman held her gleaming silver flute to her lips and played a soft melody.

    She was an elegant-looking young lady; tall as her partner and slim a shimmering silver dress which looked more suited for a concert hall than a circus big top. Her hair, straight and flowing to her waist, shone bright blue in the light that washed over her. Her fingers danced lightly across her flute, her eyes gently closed.

    Her partner was a stark contrast to the woman’s elegance. His chest and feet were bare, revealing thick black tattoos snaking around his upper arms and wrists. His face was marked by two small green diamonds just below his eyes on either cheek. He was thinly built, with long, spiky red hair flowing over his shoulders and down his back. His black jeans, the only clothing he seemed to be wearing, fit snuggly around his wide hips. Slowly, he lifted a polished silver chakrams gripped tightly in his right hand to next to his handsome face. It glinted blood red under the lights and caught his reflection as his forest green eyes scanned the crowd. A mischievous smile played across his face and the female population of the audience squealed in unison.

    The young man stepped out of the red spotlight and grinned at the crowd, his gaze moving around the tent. The lights in the tent brightened slightly, just enough to keep the performer in sight of the audience. It was then he finally spoke, his voice amplified by the small microphone taped to his cheek. “I hear you folks came to see me. Did I hear right?” A chorus of cheers and screams echoed back at him. “What? I didn’t think I quite caught that. I said, are you here to see The Juggling Flurry Fire?!” Even louder squeals, screams and cheers.

    “Now, Lea,” The woman lowered the flute and turned around to take a step toward the juggler. The light brightened further and the red and blue spotlights faded. In the normal lighting the frosty woman’s hair was a rich honey blonde. Her voice was low and slightly husky, heavily accented with Russian. “Do not be the egotist. These kind people,” Her ice blue eyes looked around and audience as a smile played across her glossed azure lips. “Came to see the circus. Not just your large head.”

    The man, Lea, staggered back and clutched his chest dramatically, as if she’d stabbed him. Lea had always been famous for his dramatics. “Natasha! You always know how to cut straight to the heart!” He looked back to the crowd, his jaw tightly set. He gestured to the Russian beauty, glancing at her out of the corner of his eye. “Natasha Ozerov, The Harmonious Frost Sovereign!” He grinned and lowered his voice to a whisper, as if telling a secret to the crowd. “You know, she’s really an exiled Russian princess.” With a grin he began telling her story, all the while juggle the two sharp-looking silver chakrams he held in his hands.

    Natasha rolled her eyes and shook her golden tresses with a smile. All the main performers of the circus had their own character stories. She was the icy Russian princess forced into exile by her elder sister, in hiding from assassins by working in the circus. In truth she was from a well-to-do family from St. Petersburg. Lea was the bad boy street performer who ran away from home to join the circus at a young age. Out of all the performers, his story was the only true one.

    As Lea went on the his story, his blonde partner set down her flute on a crate and picked up three orbs make of frosted glass about the size of tennis balls. She began doing various tricks with the orbs as soft, almost serene music began to play. Her slender hands moved expertly, weaving the orbs around her hands and through her fingers. While he spoke, the redhead watched her out of the corner of his eye. He abruptly caught all three of his chakrams in his left hand and set them down on the ground. He turned and gave Natasha an irritated look. “Trying to steal my spotlight again, ‘Tasha?”

    Natasha shot him an icy look, not one stopping in her graceful movements. “I am simply giving the people what they want. After all, it is such a warm night and why would they want humid when they can have chilly?”

    A grin twitched as Lea’s lips as he darted to the crate where Natasha had gotten her props. He withdrew three unlit torches, a small water bottle and a lighter. “Well, I’m sure they wouldn’t if they knew how hot you were in other areas of expertise.” The woman fumbled with her orbs, shooting Lea a furious look. One of the glass balls fell from her hand but her hand darted down and caught it. Her cold eyes stared fiercely at her partner with genuine fury as she carelessly dropped the orbs into the crate and took out three larger ones the size of baseballs.

    Ignoring her stabbing glares, Lea laughed to the audience. “Let’s really get this party started, huh?!” He pulled the top off the water bottle and took in a mouthful. Flicking the butane lighter to life and holding up the torches away from his body, a long stream of fire seemed to erupt from his mouth and light the torches.

    While the onlookers gasped and squealed in awe, Natasha rolled her eyes and said in a deadpan tone, “Show off.” Lea only grinned and began juggling the flaming torches at breakneck speed, his hands hardly visible as they moved. The Russian beauty remained unimpressed and tossed one of her orbs at him. He caught it easily and juggled it along with the torches. Another glass ball came at him with the same result then finally the third and the Juggling Flurry of Fire was combining elements of fire and ice in his routine.

    Natasha moved quickly five feet from Lea just as one of the flaming torches came flying at her. She snatched it easily and tossed it back at him. One of her frosted orbs came next and that was tossed back at Lea. Soon they were juggling together, tossing the torches and orbs back in forth in an elaborate display.

    It was after a few minutes of this that Lea caught all three of his torches and Natasha had her orbs that the redheaded fire breather shot the crowd a winning smile. “Fire over ice, got it memorized?!” From his pocket he pulled out a small smoke bomb and smashed it on the ground, causing an explosion of smoke. When it cleared, the partners had vanished.
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    “I hope you know that remark you made was unnecessary.” Natasha grumbled as she stormed out of the tent into the warm night. Lea was practically on her heels.

    “Aw c’mon, ‘Tasha, I was just giving the crowd what they want. That tension you gave off was fantastic.” The redhead laughed and wrapped his arms around her waist in a sudden embrace, pulling her slender form close up against him. “Besides,” His lips brushed her ear as he whispered in a low voice. “You know it’s true…”

    Natasha sighed warily and turned to face him, her arms snaking around his neck. “You’re impossible, Lea…”

    “But you love me for it, admit it.”

    “Humph, intolerably so.” She kissed his cheek, leaving behind a blue imprint of her full lips. “I am going to get changed. You will not sneak in again to watch.” She released him and spun out of his grip, talking long strides in the direction of her trailer. Lea’s hand shot out and smacked her butt just as she spun around and the back of her hand made contact with his cheek.

    The Juggling Flurry of Fire only grinned, touching his cheek lightly as his Russian princess stormed away. “Damn, I love that woman.”
    Thread by: TheWickedHaveMoreFun, Mar 25, 2008, 5 replies, in forum: Archives
  5. TheWickedHaveMoreFun
    Thread

    Gone

    Gone: Marluxia's Reign

    Okay, folks, this is my first story here on the forums (though not the first one I've written, not by a long shot) and I'm really curious on how this is going to be precieved. I'd like everyone to keep in mind that this is my first attempt at writing from Zexion's perspective, so some critique would be very nice. Anyway, I own no characters in this story. Enjoy!

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    Lexaeus is gone. Marluxia’s casual words echoed and haunted Zexion’s mind. Just they way he’d spoken, as if telling them the Silent Hero had simply gone to Hollow Bastion to pick up a carton of milk.The Keyblader Sora has eliminated number Five on his mission in Agrabah. This is a very inconvenient event for us, but you have my promise as the new Superior that our plans for Kingdom Hearts will go about as intended. Zexion’s stomach clenched at the thought of that egotist Marluxia as Superior. Everyone knew how he’d come into power so quickly and ruthlessly.

    Xemnas was dead now, just like Lexaeus. But to Nobodies a normal death would be a mercy. They don’t die, but fade into the darkness and become what they truly were: nothing.

    Taking slow, heavy footsteps through the halls of the castle, the Cloaked Schemer’s mind raced despite his slow pace. Lexaeus had not died by Sora’s hand, that much was certain. Lexaeus was far too intelligent, far too strong to have been taken out by that dim-witted child. That only left one alternative which most of the Organization already suspected: Marluxia. It was no secret that the Graceful Assassin had feared Lexaeus for his sheer size and strength, despite how greatly Marluxia tried to conceal it. It was also well known that the red-haired Nobody disapproved immensely of the manipulative Marluxia being Superior. On the day the meeting had been called, (three days ago, Zexion shook his head. Only three days) they had all arrived to find Marluxia sitting ceremoniously in Xemnas’s chair, gazing down at the other Nobodies with an arrogant air of superiority.

    Figuring out what was going on within a split second, Lexaeus had looked up from his chair and stared at Marluxia with a gaze hard as marble. “You will never be my Superior, Marluxia.†With that said, he’d vanished into a sphere of darkness. Controlled rage had been clear on Marluxia’s face though he’d struggled to remain clam as Vexen quickly tore into him about what in the worlds was going on.

    Zexion shook the rest of the meeting from his head, furrowing his brow as he came upon the room he was looking for. He barley touched the large slate doors before they opened slowly and revealed a sculptor’s heaven of a room. Lexaeus’s room was wide with a high ceiling to accommodate his size. Piles of gray, brown and red clay covered a long white working table in the far corner of the room and above it shelves upon shelves of different colored glazes. On a hook to the left of the table hung a large, clay-stained apron that had once been white. A kennel, still hot from a recent firing, stood alone in the corner just waiting to be emptied of it’s contents. Gray-blue eyes scanned the room, taking in the shapes and figures of clay forms created by the gentle giant. With his large size, Lexaeus always had to be gentle with everything he touched but with his sculptures he was especially careful down to the finest detail.

    The schemer closed his eyes and inhaled deeply; taking in the earthy smell of the clay that permeated the room and had always seemed to cling to his large friend. He could remember many late nights when he’d be up late into the night reading and Lexaeus would come into the lab to try and persuade the short young man to get some sleep. When Zexion refused the conversation would almost always end with him being picked up, cradled like a child, and carried off to his room. Despite his tired, usually slightly slurred objections, he’d always end up drifting off to sleep with that comforting smell of earth in his nose.

    Ienzo and Aeleus had always been close, Zexion recalled vaguely. The best of friends and that had carried on even after they’d lost their hearts. Faint, choppy memories of eating ice cream in the park, examining a specimen under a microscope, cowering from Dilan’s girlfriend when she got angry (What was her name? Relena, Arlene? He could faintly recall that she was blonde but that was about it). Their Others had been practically inseparable.

    For a moment Zexion was sure he felt the familiar comforting heaviness of a large hand coming to rest on his petite shoulder. His eyes snapped open and his head jerked to look over his shoulder with a vague, irrational hope that Lexaeus was there behind him. But all he could see were the shadows in dancing in the corner of the room. How ironic it was that Zexion’s mind was playing tricks on him.

    He narrowed his eyes as he spoke softly to himself, “I think…I should have a little talk with Eleven.†As he briskly walked out of the room, Zexion was hardly aware of the way his chest clenched as he left behind the familiar smell of his friend’s room. He kept his hands balled into fists at his sides, taking long strides despite his short stature. Lexaeus had been his friend and now he was gone. Marluxia would pay. Even Nobodies have a sense of justice.
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    Note: The next chapter should be up sometime today.
    Thread by: TheWickedHaveMoreFun, Mar 25, 2008, 0 replies, in forum: Archives
  6. TheWickedHaveMoreFun
    How many of you have a Kingdom Hearts pairings that's usually refered to as "crack" simply because they're unpopular? :D I do! Feel free to post your favorite pairing that has a small fanbase. Pictures are very wlecome.

    -Vexen and Demyx- (My yaoi OTP out of anything even though KH is the only fandom with yaoi I enjoy and support.)

    ...Yeah, you read right. I know people usually don't even think about this pairing or completely dismiss it as utter crack, but it's not if you really think about it. Vexen and Demyx, the two characters who are ALWAYS uke. I love this pairing with all my heart because it does have some merit to it. Water and ice, dorkus and scientist. IT's actually an adorable pairing when done well (in character). One can't exist without the other. And then there's their personalities. Demyx is happy-go-lucky, funny and abit of a dork. Vexen is intellegent, abit of a recluse and a workaholic. I've always thought Demyx could get Vexen out of the castle once in a while, kind of force him to have some fun once in a while.

    There's also the fact Vexen gets very little respect from the neophytes and Demyx, being the eager beaver he is, would probably respect the Chilly Achademic a great deal ofr his intelligence and Vexen would probably appreciate it a great deal, though he'd never admit it. lD And they'd be completely adorable together. Demyx would be all snuggly and lovey and Vexen secretly enjoying it. Also...seme!Demyx is VERY sexy...as is seme!Vexen. l3 They switch it up a lot.

    ...If you can't tell my best friend and I do a lot of RPing with these two (she's probably the best Vexen RPer I've ever met and I swear I'm not being bias.)

    - Larxene and Xaldin-

    My Organization XIII heterosexual OTP. Wind and lightning, their love of pointy objects and violence. lD I always picture their relationship as constant arguing and fighting then going off to have hot make-up sex.

    -Zexion and Lexaeus-

    I really don't see how anyone can prefer Zemyx over this. IT'S SO CUTE! HUGE height difference, cynical bookworm with the gentle giant, what's not to love? The way I think about these two is similar to how I think about AkuRoku. More than friends, less than lovers....though if they did do the nasty Zexion would have to top because otherwise he'd be smooshed.
    Thread by: TheWickedHaveMoreFun, Mar 21, 2008, 106 replies, in forum: General & Upcoming Kingdom Hearts