OOC: OH! OH! OOH! if we're picking character themes.... I CALL THIS ONE!!!.....: 1. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xSPFNq2KsFE&feature=related and/or this second version of the song... 2. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GV_XMQ7uXHA (HAHA....wow SPAM ALERT ALPHA!!! lol)
OOC: Hey guys! AH! I won't be able to post long after this seeing that I live in baton rouge, LA. SO>>> you can imagine all the crap that is rolling through my head...in light of things...i'm scared like a little prarie mouse stunned who just heard a loud screech and is waiting for the owl to pick him up in one falling swoop.....YEAH that was a WATCHMEN shout out for those who know what i'm talking about!! WOOT WOOT! so, pray for me guys...I'm going to be riding it out here during GUSTAV...i'll be back on as soon as I can. SEEYA!!! (hopefully...lol) -OXYRT (P.S: sorry for the spam-nation that is this post...)
"Oh..." Oxyrt answered as he watched the surrounding torch lights' beams bounce off all of the silver columns, it was as if they were pointing to something, or making some kind of pattern, but he hardly focused on it for long. There was just so much detail in all of the artwork, it was astounding...
OOC: sorry for the last post, i just like to make things dramatic, lol. anyway... BIC: Oxyrt awoke on the ship, in another cryogenic pod. He had to stop passing out every other hour. After getting up and throwing on a robe, he realized that they weren't on the Pride Land's Darkside anymore. He stepped a foot outside of the ship and saw the large men before the other members, "...woah..." he muttered as his jaw dropped. He didn't ask questions, he just followed them.
A man sat off in the distance, behind the wrecked gummi ship, with his index finger pointed to his temple. He was reading thoughts... The man opened his eyes and turned his head behind him, "Do you think they know who they're up against?" A woman slowly walked to him from the smoke that still lingered in the air from Darxess's blast. She kneeled down and put her hand on the ground. A piece of the chain slithered up to her in the sand and rested in the palm of her hand. She stoop back up and looked at the fools in the distance, "They have no clue..." The two diminished into burning ash as they drifted with the wind... OOC: take it as you want. i just had to type it cause the thought came to mind, and it just sounded cool. ahaa
"Thanks, Wing...for not forgetting about me." There was a silence in the air, but it wasn't an awkward one... *BOOM* ... *CRASH* The silence was broken as the gummi ship smashed in half and debris flew everywhere. The carnage was caused by bolts of lightning that streamed right in between Wing and Oxyrt. Both nobodies flew up and out onto the desert floor. Looking back at the dark scene, Oxyrt saw that the gummi ship lay burning in two halves with the interior spread all over the surrounding area. Oxyrt's ears were ringing and the scene slowed and blurred. Wing lied motionless next to him. There was a man walking from the burning wreckage. He was completely wrapped in chains from head to toe, with electricity surging all over. He floated into the air and stretched his arms out. Bolts of electricity shot out from both hands and he let out a scream that shook the ground. OOC: ew, this was a messy post...but i love the mysterious new character...
OOC: Go for it man!! though i wouldn't mind throwing in some ideas/input. i'm a writer and i love oppurtunities like this to create epic storylines. PM me if you want. BIC: He was in a dream. There was no noise. Nothing but a white light that surrounded him. It was'nt a frightening place at all. Actually, the light was warming to him; it felt like home. A voice came to him, a voice that he knew very well, "I said we would be friends Forever and a Day, well I had no idea things would turn out this way. Filled with Empty Dreams and Goals that we Sought, well it’s hard now to reach them living in Naught. Even though it may seem like I’m there, I’ll just be Nothing floating mid-air.. And even though Eternity is slipping away, I’ll always watch over you Forever and a Day. You said we would be friends Forever and a Day, well it seems like Eternity is slipping away. I remember the Dreams and Goals that we Sought, I will keep them for they are all I have got. It always feels like you are there, but when I look you are Nowhere. And even though Eternity is slipping away, I’ll always remember you Forever and a Day" 'Forever and a Day' by: Troy Otts The light started to fade and Oxyrt slowly opened his eyes. He was lying down in a cryogenic tube, one that he remembered from his friends' gummi ship. He slid the door open and streteched his arms and legs out...they were so sore. And, through the haziness of his eyes he could see the scars left on him from that horrible place. It was then he realized. "I'm not there anymore..." His face grew brighter and brighter, "I'm...not there...anymore!" He jolted up from the tube and fell up against the adjacent wall. Wherever they were, he hadn't adjusted to the planet's gravity yet. He slid down the wall, laughing all the way down. Thumping down on the soft carpeted hallway of that gummi ship was the nicest moment he's had in a long time; just to feal the carpet's softness and warmth was pure ectasy! Once he thought about it, he had to use his powers...just to make sure they still work. He had to feel that rush shooting through his body once again! He held his hands in front of his face and just sat there looking at them. He was so nervous. He was sure that his power was still there, but what if they weren't? He knew he had to prepare himself for the worst...he didn't want to get too excited, just in case would be dissapointed. He swallowed a large lump in his throught and snapped his fingers. With a 'POP', blue fire burst from his fingertips. He smiled and took an aganizing sigh of relief. But, he noticed something...there were two scars still healing up on each of his wrists. It seemed oddly out of place, but then again it could have been anything that poked him there. "It was probably just the handcuffs," he thought to himself. Either way, he slowed staggered to his feet and made his way down the hall to a closet and found the nearest black robe to throw on. The smell of the leather, the warmth of the carpet, and the feeling of his power building up inside him once again...this was sensory overload! OOC: Oh, and thanks again for letting me back guys...cause this is just great! Hopefully, we can all finally bring that life back to the ultimate organization that used to be there a while ago!
*Vaboom* Oxyrt opened his eyes and lifted his tear drenched head at the sound of a muffled thud of what seem to be an explosion. Sitting there in the darkness, he looked around in confusion...he had never heard this sound before, at least not here. As the sound grew closer and closer, Oxyrt became more and more tense. He clutched himself into a ball. The sound was becoming more rapid and appeared to be engulfing the dank pit of a cell he lied at the bottom of. His heartbeat became more sparatic, his breathing louder. The noise was then accompannied with screams. The noise became so unbearably loud! It had to be so close. The room started to shake as dust fell from the crevices of the stones and landed on top his head. Trying to cover his ears with his shoulders, he fell over onto his side and began to let out a scream, "Aghhhhh!..." Piece after piece of stone came crashing down around him. Rumbling. His screams were drowned out... OOC: Just to set thins straight, the noises are wing coming to save him, haha, he seems pissed...OhHh SNAP! lol
HI! He gasped awake, "GuHHHHhuh!..." The sound of muffled, rushing air and voices flooded back to his ears. There was no light. No sense of hope. No pain. His body had become numb. Numb to the hurt and even to the little bit of life he held on to. Boiling in a pool of his own sweat and spit, he began to move his limbs, just to make sure they were still functional. But, unlike that day he thought he had almost lost his left ring toe, everything was in fact there and moving to his command. He had to just lie there for a while to think, trying to look around and focus his eyes on something. Nothing happened there. He tried to keep good memory of 'events' that happened which he tried to use to map out his own type of calendar. According to his 'calculations' he had been in there for about one-hundred and sixty-five days, or five months...give and take a few weeks. For all he knew, it could have only been two days, it did feel like a place where time seemed like it would drag on forever, but he had no real way of knowing for sure. He would think about this every 'morning', but running thoughts throughout his mind that would just hit dead ends and turn the other way made his head spin in circles. Yes, it was a prison, but it felt more like a mind trap. Sitting in there for months on end with scraps of food only dropped in on him every couple of days when 'they' gave a crap to think about you would drive anyone crazy. Oxyrt sat up. His hands were shackled behind is back; feet were strangled tightly in a large metal chain. And today, he could feel that the skin around his ankles was growing deeper and deeper around the chain choking his feet. He began to sob. How could he not? It wasn't fair. He couldn't use his ability, they took that away from him, too. Like his dignity wasn't enough? He felt like a mistreated, neglected mutt. The tears came out from nowhere, he knew he had no emotions, no heart. Then why did he feel like something was missing? Could his body be crying out for emotions? Could his body be begging for something to latch onto? Some little piece of hope that he had lacked for so long? His mind left his body. His thoughts backed out and he just watched himself. Apathy could have been the word, but the scene more or so brought the word useless to the forefront. But, for know he will wait, until death finally decides that it's had enough fun with him. For the night is darkest before the dawn, and a hero is faithless before the world decides it could use him. OOC: Whoo...that made me emotional to write it. Thanks for letting me back, guys!!! What is up??
YAY! Hmm...I wonder what statues they will be showing off at the entrance to the theater this time! ROXAS? VEN?! AQUA?! TERRA?!! AH! IM GETTING EXCITED!!!!
Jack's eyes grew big as he watched and listened to the ruckus around him. Heart pounding, brow dripping sweat from the hot golden sun glistening against the water, he yelled out to everyone, "WHAT'S GOING ON!?" The fighting men and women froze in their stances, and listened to the tired Captain Jack Sparrow. "What are we fighting about!?" Jack questioned the others. "I mean, why can't we settle this and just move on our way, huh?"
OOC: AH! I totally abandoned this! Well, If anyone wants to continue. I'm here.
OOC: Hey, there. Yeah, I came back and there was a new RP I had no idea about, after the site came back up. First I crapped my pants, then I laughed, then I just said "okay, no."
woah....ummmm....not trying to be mean. But, I really don't like this, because i can't update it. Please leave things like this up to me and Wing first please. Um, let's go back to the other RP, please. And talk to me, before doing things like this. I will talk to Wing to find out a reasonable solution to this, whatever happened. Please go back to the old D2 RP, thank you. (lol, this was quite a shock to log on to.)
OOC: I meant what has been happening in Division 2, lol. And please use "OCC:" if you are not posting as a part of the storyline (or as your character). Not namming any names, lol.
Oxyrt teleported in to his old home base. He walked to his room to get something he had left behind. He swung open the door, and looked at the dark untouched room that used to be his. He walked over to his bed, and pushed the pillow away. He picked up what he had hidden there, and held it up into the only gleam of light in the room that came from the door way. It was an old, withered, blue rose. After pressing it to his chest, he put it away in his pocket, where it would be safe for now. Placing the pillow back, Oxyrt took one last glance at the room, knowing he would probably never see it again. He teleported away back to his group, where he realized that there was no time for him to get emotional about stupide little things. He had an organization of his own to lead, and he needed to lead them well to help the people that were his first family that had ever remembered having, The Ultimate Organization. OOC: This will probably be my last post here, because I'm running Division 2 now. Yay, for an ever growing Ultimate Organization! We will now start the job opening for the head of Division 3! HAHA, just kidding. But you know, Division 3 sounds like a possibility in a couple of months! You guys come post in Division 2 every now and then!
OOC: YAY! I thought this was going to fail, the first week Wing and I started this, but this was actually a great solution to the growing RP problem! Thanks, guys for helping this along! It wouldn't be a good RP at all without you all! Now, goodness!! Are we at a store??? Lol, someone fill me in so I can stop this madness, and get things on a right track.
A bus pulled up next to the building site and stopped to let out someone. It was Zexion, wearing more eyeliner than before. The bus drove off, and everyone stared at him. "What?" Zexion asked blankly, "I was at an emo convention." OOC: Wow, lame excuse for my abscence. Well, you guys are lucky, it was going to be Zexion popping out of a coma screaming "NACHOS!" lol.
OOC: Someone totally fill me in on what's been happening! Lol, I've been busy running this RP, and The Ultimate Org 2.
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