Organization XIII Within Castle Oblivion

After Xaldin heard Marluxia's scream he chuckled. As Xaldin was walking downstairs to the basement he ran into Graxe and asked "who the heck are you?" I haven't seen you around before or i just have short term memory. He talks to Graxe for a little till he spots Zexion in his really funny looking schemer pose. He ignores Zexion and runs up the staircase to find another org member it was Mansex again. Xaldin sighed, saying to himself "ew its Xemnas." After seeing him he dashed back the other way into a dark portal which led to the game room he never knew about. When Xaldin got in he was suprised and said to himself " When the heck did we get this?" Easily distracted he saw a DDR Machine and ran to it and started busting out his moves on the dance machine, only to be in there for the next 24 hours.

OOC: Can i also be Saix haha seems pretty fun to play as two people then just one =]​

 

((Of course LilRice! You may be Saix ^.^ also I'm going to be now playing Repliku... So everyone may know))

 

"What's up with you? You aren't being yourself." Xigbar said plainly to Xaldin in attempt to defend Xioimara. "C'mon, Xio. I don't know what they did with the actually Xaldin." He said to Xioimara, not caring much to pay anymore attention to Xaldin. Barely enough to see him leave.
Xioimara also, like Xigbar, ignored Xaldin. She stood up and followed Xigbar, following the echoes of his footsteps as a guide. "Ya think there will be another attack on us ever again?" She asked suddenly as they walked in silence.
"Nope." Xigbar said plainly, Xioimara had doubts he even listened to what she just asked. "Hopefully not anyway. If we did, I'm sure it would only last a day or two. It's easy for something as small as a battle break into something big." He lied to Xioimara, even though he wasn't showing it in his voice he didn't want to make her nervous.

 

Zexion watched Xaldin run down and then disappear running back up the stairs. The schemer looked up and rolled his eyes, he was so strange... Then He opened a portal and went into it, closing it behind him. Zexion was now in one of the Castle's bathrooms. At first he flinched due to the change of lighting but got used to it. Then he sat down on the bathroom counter and pulled out a razor from his pocket. From there, he began to cut his left wrist. Truly the schemer had a reason for this action. Which he, himself, thought made logically sense why this odd habit was perhaps one of his favorite things to do. Zexion like all nobodies had no feeling. Wrong! They felt one, which was pain! The schemer after a while found out slashing at his wrists gave him another feeling, though he wasn't sure how to say it. At least he thought he was feeling the feeling... Maybe he was losing his mind due to blood loss in the aftermath...

Repliku stood dumbfounded in the middle of a condior. His eyes showed not even a reflection of what he glared at. The experimental child was a odd thing. But, Repliku was made by Vexen so, it seemed to be no shock. Why should someone be shocked over something that would surely happened?
"Like, oh my god!" He said in a annoying, whiny tone, "I am so bored... Like, to death!"
The child rolled his eyes and growled in a out-of-no-where Tantrum. Truly the experiment was strange, annoying, cocky and quite stupid at times. Repliku still stood there and finally stopped his pouting. Normally he would stalk Namine or Vexen but, for once he was just being a moron in the hallways.

((by the way I'm heading off for tonight so, good nite and later))

 

After Xaldin was done playing DDR he created another portal to another room and just started running around in cirlces for no apparent reason. After awhile he somehow ended up on the ground running in circles. Then all of a sudden he passed out.​

Saix was also in the bathroom but in a stall taking a major dookie. He had to much food and drinks so he had to go do a # 3 in the bathroom. After he was done he came out and wow did it stink in there. When he came out he saw Zexion cutting himself and said " What the heck are you doing?" You are emo Saix with a straight face he then said "Zexion you really need some help." Saix washes his hands then leaves the bathroom. He then summoned a portal to his training simulator where he could go Berserk.​

 

Xero is sitting in his room and stares out his window. He sees a barren world in front of him. He watches as the reain slowly comes down. He leaves his room to go find the others.

 

If I can. May I have Vexen(always him) and Luxord(never been him before).

 

As Xaldin awakes from his nap he sees stars and wonders where is he. As he rose from his bottom he wonder how long he had been out. So he decided to pull another prank but now on Xigbar, Xaldin smiles.​

When Saix was done with berserking he went up to the cafe to have something to bite on. As he was walking up he saw Xero but ignored him and kept on walking to the cafe. When Saix got to the cafe he saw most of the other Org. members and said to himself "Hope I don't go berserk on these people." He sat down at a table with his Ceaser Salad and some ranch dressing, he ate quietly and didn't pay atteion to what the other memebers were doing.​

OOC: nobodynerd you might have to wait till tommorrow when the creator comes back on.

 

Xero leaned against a wall. He muttered to himself "Why am I like this?" Xero then walked off to go get some rest.

 

"..." was all that Graxe had to say. It all happened really fast. Too fast. Later when he got to the dead bottom floor, He went to his usual spot: sitting on a white chair that he set up when everyone was asleep one night. When he sat on it, it turned on along with various screens. I can see so many of them messing around with this. Good thing no one knows about it...I hope. The screens showed various places in the castle via surveilance and a map of the complex with dots showing the location of each member. "I see you..." he said under his breath.

 

It was now midmorning and the melodious nocturne was still fast alseep. He had forgotten to set his alarm which was supposed to go off at 8am. Opening one eye slightly, he rubbed it looking at the blue digits on his clock."Oh great I slept in again." Reading what read 11am, he yawned and got out of bed in a lazy manner. Taking care of his daily ritual, he got dressed in his black leather pants, and placed his black leather cloak over his upper body. Taking a comb, he ran it through his hair to get the tangles out and then styled it using his comb and gel.

Placing on his black boots and black gloves, he ran to the steps and slid down the rail, jumping off at the end and walked into the kitchen. Pulling out, a pancake sausage stick from the freezer, he tore the wrapper, wrapped it in a paper towel and set it in the microwave for one minute. Once that was done, he douced it with maple syrup and began munching on it while drinking a large glass of water and a small glass of grape cranberry juice. "Mmm this is good. I wonder where the rest of the members are?" he read the comics from the newspaper that Vexen probaly had ordered in order to keep up on the highlights of the worlds.

 

Axel dodged his weapons quickly that came right back at him like a boomerang out of hell. He smiled to himself knowing that his fighting skills were greatly improving like he was the mirror opponent. He had spent several hours sparring like this as he knew fighting with an opponent was predictible, and of course many of the organization members refused to fight him because he would toy with them or be too serious. Then again he loved fighting to begin with and it made him feel more alive. "Okay, one more time baby." He replied to his weapons as if they were alive. Chuckling to himself he flung the chakrams one more time, but this time the loud noise from Xaldin's DDR machine had distracted his concentration, causing him to get sliced by one of them.

"Ow...ah man, that hurts. I am going to kill Xaldin and his hip hop...." He hissed from seeing the torn sleeve from his arm and looked away from the slash wound he had received. Deciding to ignore the pain the fire wielder, headed straight to the showers and then got dressed carefully wrapping his arm and made a portal appear from himself towards the kitchen.

"Let's see where are those pop tarts...ah there they are." He grabbed one out of the cuppord and toasted it up with his fire since he was not allowed to use the toaster because he almost busted it last time by trying to make toast. After it was ready he sat at the table and began eating his chocolate pop tart with punch. "Oh hey Demyx, what are you reading?" he greeted the sitar player.

 

((nobodynerd100 you can be Vexen and Luxord, I have no problem with it and also by the way it is now noon and the weather is now overcast))

Zexion froze stiff as he quickly noticed the dreadful smell. It was no doubt the scent of what Saix was doing in the bathroom. It seemed for the schemer there was a problem where ever he when.
"Why? Seriously, why do I have so much bad luck today?" He muttered burying his palms into his face.
Trying to not get blood on his face as well. But from what the diviner said was quite true. The schemer knew he had some problems but, he liked having problems. Plus he was somewhat only looking for attention. Though he obliviously was terrible at it. It'd be best to leave but now he'd be going around with bloody wrists. Zexion's eyes began to water from the odor and he shut them still trying to cover his nose with his hands without getting blood upon himself. Which he was failing because a droplet of blood dripped on his collar bone and went down his robe.
Then he simply left the bathroom and closed the door quickly, yet quietly. The schemer gave a shutter still able to smell the bad scent. Then again Zexion dealt with worse, such as one time where there was three dead skunks within in his closet. The schemer was still unsure where it came from and who did it but he never slept in his room since. Instead he went into the basement floor 2 and slept on a love-seat sofa there. Zexion was quite short, so really, it wasn't all that uncomfortable. Then suddenly,
"ugh!!!" Repliku growled throwing his head upward, "It's you, the stupid emo... Seriously, like, god..."

Zexion opened his eyes and looked up at the boy. The schemer didn't really like the experiment. Merely because some reason, he felt like he was going to hurt or kill someone.
'Wouldn't be talking experimental stalker child...' Zexion thought to himself.
The schemer may have not fully trusted him, and to be truthful was slightly scared of Repliku. But wouldn't dare say anything about that fact. Yet, he trusted it enough to be in sight range of it. Though it seemed stupid, Zexion figured Vexen had the thing under control. Only thing that worried him most is if Vexen died or something that Repliku would go crazy and out of whack. Currently it was right now a shock he wasn't stalking Vexen or Namine. Since it seemed where ever they were Repliku was not to far away...
"Like what ever!" Repliku blurted out rolling his eyes at the schemer, "I'm going to bother someone... Who isn't like... A total loser like you emo boy."
Then he walked away, Zexion let out a short sigh and walked away as well. The schemer seemed quite bipolar with being emo one second, and calm the next and then later something else.

Repliku went down the hallway until he got into the kitchen and saw Demyx and Axel. He merely stared blankly at the two, who were just eating breakfast. Repliku then jumped up on the table and sat down upon it. Sadly he was somewhat of someone may say a little brat. The reason was unknown, but, it seemed it was merely that he was so cocky. He thought he was untouchable or something. Repliku then let out a loud angry sigh and rolled his eyes and crossed his arms. Making it look like he was pouting on top of the table in the kitchen. Then he kicked one of the chairs over and laid down on the table and stared dumb founded up at the ceiling. A silence remained from him before he spoke,
"Anyone know where Namine or Vexen is?" Repliku asked out loud.

 

(OoC: Thanks )

There was hardly any light in Vexens lab were the nobody was at work he had been in here for a week and no one seemed to care. Vexen didn't care he was glad to be alone "Repliku!" Vexen shouted "Where did that excuse of an experiment go now?" Vexen said to himself he then went back to his work.

"It can't be." Luxord said to himself as he was checking his wallet "All my munny is already gone." as he saw he was broke. "It looks like I'll have to get some munny the one way I know how." Luxord said as he took out his cards.

 

Xero sits at his computer searching for something. "Ah, no good!" he says. "The files aren't here. I've goota find out info from the other members."
Xero leaves his room in search of the rest of the Organization.

 

((^.^ your welcome))

Repliku grew bored quickly and got off the table and stood still. Then he slightly tilted his head looking curious to something.
'I think I may have heard Vexen' he thought to himself.
Repliku then began to exit the kitchen and head down stairs towards Vexen. Either way, what better place to find him? Though he thought the academic would leave the lab at some point to go to the bathroom or eat. But then again, those were a choice a nobody could make it seemed. sense some seemed to never go to either places. The way a nobody's body worked in general was odd though.

Zexion soon went walked up to a stairway on one of the castle's floors and sat down on a stair step. Then he toke a deep breath and looked out a window at the sky. Zexion then looked at the blood on himself and robe. He was going to need to clean it up at some time. The schemer then looked in his other pocket to see if he had a cloth or anything. But instead, only found his silver colored ipod. But for Zexion's thankfulness, at least he didn't smell the dreadful scent from before in the bathroom...

 

While on the chair, one of the screens Graxe was looking at showed the files in the Castle's computer. One was labeled "SELF_DESTRUCT_MECHANISM.rar". Self-destruct, huh? Talk about blowing this place up. Why is it in .rar format, though? Graxe thought. He sighed. "Even doing this is boring. Why did I even come here?" Then his elbow pressed a button, which killed all of the lights in the castle. Complete darkness. "Oops."

 

Xero yells out "OK, who's the genius who killed the power!" Xero holds a flame in his hand making it possible to see. "Where is eveyone?"

 

Demyx looked up from reading the paper and tossed it on the ground. "Oh I was reading the comics. That experiment of Vexen's is a real brat you know that? I think he is worse then me. I'm the one who is supposed to cause the trouble not him," he finished the rest of his juice and drank all of his water. "I wonder what we're going to do today? I hope we don't have anything real important planned like having to sit at those boring meetings the boss likes to have. Get more hearts. Bring me more hearts. That's all he talks about."

 

"Dang it!" shouted Vexen as the power went out. "My experiment is ruined all that hard work wasted." Vexen said as he push off the table the items that was his experiment. "I'll probably have to leave the lab to fix this problem." Vexen said as he left the lab the first time this week.

"How can I gamble without the power own?" said Luxord as he looked around. "Maybe I can start some bets on how the power will be turned back on." Luxord said as he started to look for the other members.