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Brooding in the coffee shop. [Aug. 17th, 2006|11:15 pm]
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Their eclectic band of personalities eventually made it to the Starbucks, Seifer being sure to shove his way through any gathering of people who happened to be in their way with plenty of spite and attitude to get one point across: he was miffed, and this was absolutely vital that the world knew. Seifer was good at keeping up the act, but there was always that wavering period where some of the concealed rage needed to be vented out. By the time they were in the door and at the counter, the peak of the spike had passed and the blonde's hothead was cooling down under the beanie that capped it.

"Latte. Now." came the clean, sharp order-and it was an ORDER, not just your standard call for the 'usual.' His fury was subsiding slowly, yes, but that wasn't to say the disciplinary committee's leader was no longer cross and ready to cause a few heads to roll.

There was no need to elaborate on what size, flavor and how many shots in the drink. The joint knew the group after serving them for so long, knowing well that 'latte' meant a load of caffeine with limited amounts of all the flavoring agents (Seifer was picky about his drinks, liking a bit of vanilla, carmel or what have you, but enjoyed it when the bitterness of the coffee came through mostly untainted). For the most part, they assumed they could predict the orders of Fuu, Rai and Vivi as well, but waited for them to place their orders in the rare event that routine would bend.

Impatient and petulant, the fallen Struggle fighter brought down each digit in succession from pinky to index with wickedly accurate rhythm as he waited for his drink. For a place specializing in caffeine, these guys were moving WAY too slow for him (but he was really just vexation making him believe that).
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(no subject) [Aug. 14th, 2006|05:34 pm]
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[Current Location |TCTNW (It doesn't move, it's a room.)]

(((Giving Vexen something to do.)))

There were many assumptions about Marluxia's room, most of them innaccurate. It was not decorated in pink, was not overflowing with flowers, and didn't resemble a girl's room in any way. In fact, most people would have assumed it wasn't Marluxia's room at all. Barring a few large plants that had been designed to maul people badly and spit them back out into the hallway, the only other plant life in the room was a bonsai pine tree and a water plant in a fishbowl with a silvery gray betta fish in it. The walls had hangings int varying shades of dark browns, greens, and blacks to destroy the relentless whiteness of them, the bed had a heavy comforter in similar shades, and rugs and pillows were scattered across the floor. There was a desk crowded with picture frames, most of them turned so that the images in them weren't visible to people getting mauled by the plants, and a small shrine was set in a corner, holding a statue that seemed to change as it was looked at and another statue of a tall man dressed in a style that had gone out of fashion centuries ago holding a huge, wicked looking sword with his head bowed so that his face wasn't visible and two more swords, a two handed broadsword with a fanged skull set in the hilt and a plain katana at his feet. The first statue had some incense sticks that hadn't been lit in front of it, and the second had a variety of small items and weapons placed before it, making it obvious which of the two was more prayed to.

All in all, it seemed easy enough to get into. After all, plants didn't like ice, or fire much.

Seemed, however, was once of Marluxia's favorite words.
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(no subject) [Aug. 14th, 2006|04:31 pm]
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So the Superior was drunk again. Quite smashed. Lexaeus pretended to nod agreement to Xemnas's shitfaced opinion of things, then helped him find a peaceful, relatively clean place to sit.
A few moments later, a drunken yell at Zexion followed the crashing of a no-doubt priceless vase to the floor. Zexion, of course, was nowhere near the scene of the crime, his mere absence providing testimony to how drunk the Superior had become.
Lexaeus sighed (silently), groaned (mentally), and commenced cleaning operations. Since most of the Organization XIII had vacated the Castle that Never Was for the time being, it was no big deal for him to enter and organize (heh, pun) the bedrooms, a productive way of killing time until either the others returned or Xemnas came to his senses (which wasn't likely to be soon). This included sorting Xigbar's liquor cabinet (all the vodka was gone, most likely Xemnas's handiwork, most of the rum had vanished, and it looked like Marluxia had helped himself to another bottle of sake), navigating AROUND Marluxia's Garden of Doom (and giving a few of the more aggressive flowers a much-needed "pruning"), hanging a spiffy new sword rack in the bedroom of Number Thirteen, buying a new sharpener for Larxene and one for Xaldin (sharp weapons were a hassle, crushing was just as effective as cutting...), putting a new coat of fireproof lacquer over the wallpaper in Axel's room... the chores seemed overwhelming.
And then, the cliche'd "little ray of sunshine".
Clattering sounds and the occasional screech testified to a presence in the laboratory Lexaeus had dreaded cleaning and so saved for last.
Vexen, too, had returned home.
Lexaeus left the lab alone, but was sure to dust the area around the door extra-well. Like the cranky researcher, he hated going unnoticed for all his hard work.
Having finished with the personal quarters of the Organization, the Silent Janitor slowly made his way toward Namine's bedroom, recalling a specific masterpiece of hers and wondering if he could negotiate a "rental" with the enterprising little pervert.
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(no subject) [Aug. 13th, 2006|11:02 pm]
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The first thing to cross Lexaeus's mind was that the Castle that Never Was was dirty. The second was that he had somehow returned from the dead-- or whatever happened when Nobodies died, it was over now. He was as alive as Nobodies got.
After a moment trying to figure out how the latter had happened (he had no problem with the former) and failing, Lexaeus let the issue drop, instead scowling and summoning a broom.
Clearly, he had gone from being the Silent Hero to being the Silent Janitor...
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(no subject) [Aug. 11th, 2006|01:26 pm]
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[Current Location |@ home still.....]
[Current Mood |energeticenergetic]
[Current Music |bells, frogs, bing cherries, jingle bells, magic cheese.....]

Kairi watched as the organization members vanished into a dark portal outside her door.  She felt better about it though, seeing as she had Naminé's promise with her.  Sora may be the key to connect everyone, but Kairi didn't mind having a few connections of her own.  That said, she shut the door and headed back into the kitchen where the two guys were done with what they could eat.

"Looks like yet another quest for you to go on Sora," she said absently as she collected up the dishes.  She nudged Riku in the arm.  "We're not letting him get away without us this time, are we?" she winked.

She'd always wanted to go on her own adventures instead of being the one kidnapped/unconcious/staying at home living the "normal life."  It was so overrated.  She needed to see the other worlds she'd dreamed about!  She had friends back in Twilight Town, now that she thought about it, who she hadn't seen in a long time.  Maybe she would take up Pence's old offer of teaching her how to play "capture the flag."  No way Sora and Riku were having all the fun this time!

To the gummimobile!! ♥
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Twilight Town Invaders! [Aug. 10th, 2006|12:12 pm]
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[Current Location |Twilight Town]
[Current Mood |chipperchipper]

Well, Demyx might not have had the best portaling abilities, but at least when he did manage to portal, he didn't land them in busy down-towns. He was about to comment on the fire dancer's choice of location when he heard a boyish voice. "Uuh, you're not Kairi..."
"No, we just left her house because Axel blew up her hairdryer," tilting his head, strands of mowhawk brushing against his forehead, staring at the newcomer. He was shorter than the bard and was rather round, a contrast to most of the people he'd seen throughout the worlds. "You look squishy," grinning stupidly at the boy, Demyx resisted the urge to poke him.
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On The Hunt [Aug. 9th, 2006|09:42 pm]
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[Current Location |The interior of TCTNW]

The appearance of a swirling dark vortex heralding the Savage Nymph's arrival into the Castle That Never Was, stepping briskly from the portal with a no-nonsense attitude about her. There was blood to be had somewhere around here. She folded her arms and looked around the empty room she stood in silence, trying to decide what to do. Where was everyone? She waited a few brief moments, listening for signs of voices or footsteps or anything. Nothing.

"... The bitch is back, and SHE'S NOT HAPPY!!" The reverberations of her voice nearly shook the whole of the castle, echoing from wall to wall. She waited again, for some kind of reply, but still no answer. She was growing aggravated. She wanted answers and she wanted them now. "If someone would be so kind as to inform me of WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE... I would be most grateful."

Still receiving no answer, she frowned and walked off, determined to find someone eventually and make them explain things one way or another. But first, she'd stop by her room. They'd better not have thrown her stuff out and be using it as Xaldin's weight room or something. That would just mean someone else would have to die. But luckily, she arrived to find her room untouched, just as she'd left it. She looked around, nodding satisfactorily at its untampered state, and then peeked into her undergarments drawer. Yes, they were all still there too. She wouldn't put anything past some of these perverts.

Stepping out of her room again, another electric spark zapped briefly between her 'antennae', and she stomped her foot loudly on the floor, creating another hollow echo. "I certainly hope you aren't hiding from me! Because I will find you! And things will be much harder than they have to be!"


She sighed audibly, placing a palm on her forehead, and then began to walk down a corridor, glancing into some of the rooms to see if they were occupied.

"Oh, Aaaaxeelll..."
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The Princess' In Charge Now! [Aug. 4th, 2006|03:49 pm]
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[Current Location |my house, front porch]
[Current Mood |relievedrelieved/excited bout shopping]

Kairi looked on helplessly at Sora; the fearless keyblade weilder who was now sprawled over her front porch after an unpleasant meeting with the force of her keyblade.  Much of his munny, which she had bashed right out of his pockets, was scattered all around him in their gold, pentagonal splendor.  Sora, however, seemed unabashed at her mistaking him for an avon lady/Xemnas.  He smiled and kindly asked if she had any food around.  Kairi looked back at him, astonished at his simplistic request.  Naminé's apology subconciously reached her ears.

"Uh, yeah," she said at length, exhausted.  "There's some eggs in the kitchen.  First, though..."

Kairi opened the door fully from behind her, exposing the nobodies.  Roxas and Demyx were watching the scene amusingly from the stairs while Axel was standing near her bedroom doorway with little bits of plastic and burned cloth still clinging to his spiky-regenerated hair.  Naminé was sitting on the ground, still trying to make her head stop spinning from her trip down the stairs.

"....it seems your friends here have broken my room," Kairi finished.  She suddenly realized how the rage that had been boiling inside of her was gone...a second later coming to the conclusion that beating Sora had somehow relived her of it.  She gave a guilty smile.  "Soooo.....up for shopping this afternoon?"
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Moddynes [Aug. 3rd, 2006|12:18 pm]
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Post stuff there if you need to go away or talk and shit. Wheee
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SUBMIT! [Jul. 31st, 2006|04:38 pm]
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[Current Mood |mischievousFufufu~]

Mmkay, kiddies. Just a wee ooc post here. Just thought we'd ask for everyone (or anyone who is interested) to post their AIM/Y!M screen names here so we can all chat outside the journals. Anywho, list 'em if you want to.

Here's mine:
AIM: EmoBoyRoxas
Y!M: solis_spectre
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