~~*Organzation XIII goes to court*~~

OoC: I see.

So, any idea what she was doing? I am lost here.

By the way, do the cards have any defense against the ganondorf escape?

 

OOC: Just leave the pussy alone. You've still got other characters that can cause havoc. Only Tron, Stitch, Jack Sparrow and the...creature...are disabled at the moment.

BIC: Naminé had gotten out her notepad and was drawing in a somewhat dreamlike state. With the judge failing to give the verdict for the umpteenth time, her mind just seemed to shut down just waiting for some type of mental stimulation to keep her going. She didn't know what she was drawing, but at this point she didn't really care.

 

OOC: Fine. Have it your way. Let's see what else I can bring in...

"Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo!" A flurry of sound came from outside the court. Roxas looked around. "Uh, Namine," He asked tentatively, pointing at her pad "I don't mean to be rude, but what exactly is that?"

Roxas' question was interrupted by a small gorilla falling from the hole in the roof with a squeal. It caught hold of Roxas' neck on the way down. Roxas instinctively hurled the small creature over his shoulders across the room, leaving it attached to Demyx's face, quivering with shock. (The chimp, not Demyx)

Roxas barely had time to say "What was that thing?" before he found himself at Namine's feet, groaning in pain with a massive gorilla looming over him. Despite all he was taught in school, he felt the gorilla did not look more scared of him than he was of it.

Kerchak spun his arm round in a comic fashion, building up a donkey-kong styled punch, when he abruptly turned aside and walked off towards a mostly naked man grunting something.

Roxas glanced towards Namine, to check if she caught what just happened. He was slightly surprised that Namine's face seemed to have vanished under another chimp, followed by a caring mother trying to prise the chimp off.

Catching the opportunity, he stuck his camera under her dress, and pressed the print/capture button.

Unfortunately the chimp invasion was full underway, with chimps pouring in over the population of the court. One monkey found Roxas, and the device in his hand. With delight, the monkey jammed down the print button. Roxas looked on in despair, as around one hundred photos of were ejected from the camera, and distributed over the court by a mix of the wind and gorillas.

In anger, he grabbed a primate at random, and hurled it away. One hit on Luxord. He grabbed another. One hit on Xemnas. More monkeys flew. Xigbar and Xaldin got a chimp-hairdo. Roxas reached backwards, accidentally grabbing a massive gorilla's ear. He blinked, and found his face far too close to Axel's. "Oww... That'll hurt in the morning..."

Tarzan was hurriedly trying to explain to Zack that the Gorillas meant no harm, they merely came to watch Sora's trial. This came out as "Ooo, ah. Ooo-oo-ah-ah-gorillas-ah-oo-oo-So-ah-ra-oo-ah-ooah-ah-fur-ah-ends"

 

Kairi was a bit annoyed that Roxas leaned over her to talk to Naminé. "Roxas? I'm sitting right here!" She now saw why Naminé wanted to switch seats with her in the first place. She looked pleadingly at Sora and Riku. "Couldn't either of you do something about this?"

Naminé sighed as Roxas tried engaging small talk. "I don't know Roxas. It's just what it looks like."

And then the monkey onslaught occurred. Kairi felt a couple of paws grabbing at her clothes, but fortunately nothing too embarrassing happened.

Naminé's mind snapped back into the present. Despite it looking like her focus was on other things, what she was truly concentrating on was Roxas' actions. She had learned to keep an eye on him. She didn't miss when he attempted to take a picture of underneath her dress. Fortunately, she noticed that Roxas had his fingers in front of the lens. And that was exactly what the copies showed. But to be on the safe side...

While Roxas was busy flinging monkeys, Naminé snatched the camera away and tossed it to Riku. "Keep that away from him! Who knows what else he'll do with it?"

Zack grabbed one of the photos that was flying around and looked at it curiously. "What is this? A finger?" He glanced up at the witness booth and realized that the bushy haired blonde was taking pictures of something, but had accidentally put his fingers in front of the lens, making the photos completely unrecognizable.

Then some idiot in a loincloth came up to him and began grunting at him. It took a couple of seconds before the Universal Translator in his inner ear caught enough of the language to translate. In a harsh tone, he sternly said in gorilla speak that if Tarzan didn't get his family organized, Zack would have to apply countermeasures and cage & restrain all of them from disrupting the courtroom.

 

Roxas felt the camera ripped away from him. Scowling, he made to stand up, but found a hulking cousin of king kong standing over him. Slowly, he sat down again, curled into a ball. He just hoped no one noticed the view he had.

Tarzan let out a monkey styled groan. Bending down, he whispered into the ear of an elderly gorilla. In turn, she walked over to the pirmate terrorizing Roxas, and passed on the message.

Rearing up to his full hight, Kurchak bellowed out a fearsome command, causing all the chimps to make a beeline for their mothers. Slowly, they all ambled around the court, until they were almost unnoticeable.

Pika_power gazed in wonder at Kerchak. He must have the eighth badge...

OoC: I am neglecting Donald and Goofy. Anyone feel like taking them off my hands?

 

Sora blinked as a bunch of apes suddenly were in the room and he waved to Tarzan happily and Kerchak. "Hey guys! You might want to get some seats and try to not be too disruptive. Welcome though!" Sora hadn't seen Tarzan or his friends for over a year now so it was all good, he hoped.

Riku's hand went out instinctively to catch the camera that had been sent at him by a desperate Namine. He turned and made an 'ok' sign. "No problem." He then took a couple pictures of Roxas lying in the fetal position curled up for amusement. "What's wrong, Roxas?"

Repliku glared at Roxas. If glares had hurt, Roxas's brain would be feeling rather explosive right now, but of course, Repliku was not adding 'Darkness' behind his glare even if he felt a lot of destructive will at the moment. He stood up and bonked Roxas on the back of the head, which made a thock sound, and then went back to his seat. Oh, he had caught him and that was the amount of penalty he was going to pay. After all, Namine had chosen others to protect her, but one little promise, even if it was a phantom promise, meant a bit to him still. "Be good, Roxas." *glaaaaaaare*

 

Roxas glanced upwards timidly. "is he gone?" He snapped out of it with the blow to the back of his head by Repliku. Ignoring him, Roxas slowly got to his feet, and sat down next to Namine. Perhaps, he reasoned, I am being a little too intrusive. Time to tone it down. Roxas gave a shakey grin at Namine. then asked, "Who is he? Somehow I managed to miss the train on who that Riku was. How do you know him? How do you know Sora? What actually happened at Castle Oblivion? What did Axel do there? What were you doing there? How did DiZ get you?" Roxas was only planning on small talk, but soon he found there were planet sized holes in his knowledge, and the questions were cascading out. "What abilities do you have? Can you do them without the notepad? What was twilight town? How were we made together? When? Are you older than me?" Rozas finally realized that he had just asked for her life story. To distract from this, he quickly asked, "What is your favourite song? Did you listen to any Utada?"

 

Kairi was getting a bit annoyed that Roxas was disregarding her as the chair. "Roxas! Please get off me!" The seating arrangement was getting a bit tedious. Repliku was sitting next to Riku, who was sitting next to Sora, who was sitting next to the newly placed Naminé, who was sitting next to Kairi, who was now being sat on by Roxas. She pushed Roxas off of her. She gave Sora and Riku a pleading look that said 'Can't you do something about this?'

Naminé raised an eyebrow at Roxas. She simply replied, "Riku kinda explained all of this back during Larxene's trial. And if you should be asking anyone," she jerked her head toward Repliku, "you should be asking Repliku. He knows most of the answers to those first questions. The second part, Riku would know the answer. And as for the last few questions..." she shook her head. "I already explained that to you back in Twilight Town. But for the favorite song, I prefer Happy Material: 31 Girl Plus Version. And the only songs from Utada I've listened to are the ones that she used in our games."

 

Roxas thought for a bit, then walked over and gave Jack Sparrow a swift kick in the side.

"I seem to have difficulty remembering Larxane's trial." Roxas muttered sheepishly. What did Riku explain? And in twilight town, you never explained about how we are related, but that guy," Roxas gestured at Ansem. "Seems to think we are part of each other somehow, through our creation." Roxas just preyed they were not siblings. That would be rather awkward.

He wedged his way between Sora and Namine, but ended up sitting on Namine instead.

 

Riku looked over at Roxas and shook his head. Anyone that said he was so much more perceptive than Sora was just mistaken in some awful way. "I told Kairi what happened at Castle Oblivion earlier when she inquired because she was confused at what was going on and we never really got to tell her the whole scenario that occurred there. .. Also, shouldn't she be on someone else's lap instead of getting squished by you now?" Riku poked Roxas in the ribs to see if he'd move and get off her.

"Roxas is like a little baby now...just much bigger than one. You are going to squash her like a grape!" Sora took the initiative and poked Roxas from the other side now. The game was on.

 

Naminé glanced over at Kairi who looked like they were thinking the same thing. Together while Riku and Sora were poking Roxas, Naminé and Kairi both took their thumbs and forefingers and gave small, but painful pinches on both of his butt cheeks. "Now get off of me!" Naminé said.

 

Roxas squirmed and twisted, trying to escape the pain. He covered his butt, but that left him open in his sides, letting Riku and Sora get a few good pokes in before he reverted to covering his sides. To his credit, he lasted a fair while before he fell forward, onto the floor, rubbing his butt.

Glancing at the girls' shoes, he sized them up, and decide on Namine. moving into a defensive position, his hand shot out and grabbing her sandal, tossing it aside. Wasting no time, he lept upon her foot. Gripping it tightly, he made long, quick strokes over her sole. He locked her leg in place with his own, his other hand crept up to her knee and started clutching furiously at it, horsebiting.

"Gawsh Donald, that looks like fun!' Goofy had sighted Sora and Roxas. Leaping down, he got a grip on Sora's back and started gently pulling his hair, while Donald jabbed him in the back with a staff. Luckily for Sora, Donald hit Goofy just as much as Sora's back.

OoC: Yeah, That was pretty fun. Sue me.

Pika_power glanced up at the small brawl in the stands. Leaning over to Harvey, he muttered, "You won't catch pokemon doing that. We just go into the daycare, then 200 steps later, there is an egg. None of that ridiculous stuff going on up there." Pika_power turned his seat around, shrugging. He popped a yellow skittle in his mouth, and sucked deeply. "Ahhh..." Skittles always went well with movies. Or books for that matter. Motioning to Harvey, he held out the bag. "Want some?"

OoC: If Erkz refuses to draw a conclusion, I have to keep Pika_power entertained. At the moment, he feels like a fight scene. I am hoping to get all genres done. So Erkz, hurry up before Pika_power starts watching porno!

 

Sora looked at Roxas. "Hey..what are you..." He was cut off as Goofy hopped on him and began pulling his hair back and Donald was now jabbing him with his wand. "Hey! What are you guys doing??" Sora squirmed and tried to get his hair free of Goofy. "I'm so going to get you two back for this!" He grinned because he wasn't really getting hurt or anything but it was kind of irritating!

"What the heck are you doing, Roxas? Making love to her shoe?" He turned as Sora was now getting 'attacked' and just drew his hands back and crossed his arms. "You guys are all crazy. Why is it that you have the girlfriends again?" Riku really needed to get a life. His best friend was getting pummeled by Donald and Goofy in a court room where they were kind of supposed to not look like they were 10...and Roxas was doing weird things with Namine's sandal and now to her. "Why am I here...and for how long?" he could only ask the ceiling above.

"..." was about all Repliku could manage to say. His mouth just hung somewhat open and he was just speechless watching the bizarre scene.

Harvey turned to Pika. "Oh sure." He took some Skittles of every other color except yellow to let Pika have those as they were his favorites. "You go into a Daycare and after 200 steps there's an egg? Well...that's different. But..they aren't really mating, you know." Harvey looked to the left and right. It wouldn't be long before Zack was probably going to be all over this 'family feud' happening. "You guys might want to stop the horsing around."

"Hah hah!" Sora responded by being poked in a tickle spot. "I would if I could but I can't!!!" He breathed out and tried to continue to wriggle free of his tormentors.

 

Mewtwo glanced at Repliku. He had had enough of ignoring him. He felt compelled to say something, but couldn't seem to think of anything to say. He wasn't acustomed to talking to new people. Usually he just erased their memories, and sent them away. After a moment of considering, he spoke to Repliku. "We're always better than the originals, aren't we?" He chuckled gently.

 

Repliku glanced over at Mewtwo who had now said something to him and mused over the words. "You are a clone too?" He now was curious about the Pokemon who only seemed to speak through people's minds. He then looked over at Riku and shrugged. He did at one time feel he was superior but he had been wrong. Maybe the point of why he didn't feel so competitive now was that he had no reason to be. His purpose was pretty defunct and meaningless now. Riku had a purpose whereas Repliku just lived now for this court trial...and then what? "I don't think I'm...better. I just want to be different...to be me. Do you hate your 'original'?"

 

Mewtwo thought for a second, then replied. "No, I never "hated" mew. I attempted to destroy it, but hate? No. It was a misguided attempt for an identity. A search for proof of existance. If I could prove I was better than mew, had more right to life, surely I would belong?" Mewtwo thought back to the events on the island, and continued reminiscing. "No, that's not quite right. I didn't only want to prove I was better than mew. I wanted to prove clones were better than the originals. I wanted to play god, and rebuild the world to my liking."

 

OOC: Can we bury the dead horse and move onto the Demyx case?

 

Pika_power sighed. He was really getting bored. What was that judge doing? Pika_power started aimlessly twiddling his thumbs. He muttered under his breath, twidding faster as he did so. "Over... ... ... Under... ... Over... ... Under... Over... Under... Over, Under. Over, Under. Over, under! Over, under! " Pika_power's thumbs had started cracking with energy, as the powerhouse shouted out his actions. OVER! UNDER! OVER! UNDER! DOUBLE SCORE!" A small arc of lightning zapped between his thumbs. "Bonus score!" He continued his uncontrollable movements as he bellowed out the rythm. Inevitably, his finger slipped, brushing one thumb against the over. Pika_power muttered a quick "Game over!" before the energy discharged, throwing him backwards off his chair with singed paws. The energy had shot out and hit the desk, leaving a deep hole in the wood, where a small fire was burning merrily.

OoC: Erkz will get around to it eventually. I hope...

In the meantime, I am going to mess with characters.

 

OoC: Someone might want to let him know to just make a decision which won't take long since the Defense and Prosecution already agreed to the charges so really all he has to do is give Luxord is sentence in the SW universe or whatever and we can move on. Then he could go to coding. If not, maybe I can just have Harvey declare the prosecution and defense are in agreement and to move on so that Luxord can just await sentence and we can move on to Demyx. Is that cool with you, ICSP? That would move this.

Repliku gave a nod and then let out a sigh. "It's almost like a stupid prerequisite of some kind when people make others based off others...that the new created being has some sort of image and purpose to live up to and it sucks. I really don't want to ever fall into the stupid state I was in. I believed too much being naive in the beginning and now I just want to actually be me, if you get what I mean. Do you still feel like you are just a clone or like you are your own person? Hopefully you never got considered to be a stupid doll." Repliku's expression of gloom and darkness by that remark so would be aimed not just at certain Org members but also the Defense. He really didn't like them and still had his plan saved. The sucky part was he had to wait till Vexen's number.

 

“No Roxas! I don't want to tap dance!!” Axel screamed, jumping up from his sleep, almost falling off his chair. The noise made by the Pokémon in front of him had knocked him out of his sleep, and he breathed heavily, his hands clutching onto the armrests of his chair, as his eyes scanned the room, trying to take everything in, and figure out where he was. The image he received was familiar, thank goodness, the courtroom, the lawyers, the Organization members, the Pokémon . . . and a fire? Figures. Well, everything was normal. For a moment there, Axel dreamt that he was back at the castle in The World That Never Was, where Roxas was attempting to make him take tap dancing classes with him, scary thought.
How long was he asleep? He wondered. Looking around the room very quickly and giving a quick headcount before looking away, avoiding making eye contact with the few who stared at him in awe. From what he saw, he realized that the Luxord trial was still ongoing, for that moment . . . so, he was not asleep for that long. At least he didn't sleep through Demyx's trial, meaning he was still one away from his own trial. He scratched his head sitting back him his chair, recalling the dream. Why was it him, that always got these dumb dreams in the worst possible time? He was certain that his coffee was spiked with something.