Post by Invidia Ferreus on Aug 22, 2011 17:58:27 GMT -5
real big fan of yours ,
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"Broken pieces of
A barely breathing story
Where there once was love
Now there's only me and the lonely!"[/center]
quite the joke to you ,
[/color][/font][/center]"so, hon. welcome to the distorted world.
what's your name?"
"How you must tire of waiting around to greet people, perhaps you should try and find something useful to do with yourself. As for my name, you may call me Invidia Ferreus."
"ey, that's pretty cute. how old are you, and where are ya affiliated?"
"How sad to see you resorting to flattery already, have you become that much of a desperate soul you would try and flirt with complete strangers. Shall we move on from that, or do you wish to further disgust me. I was born November the 8th in the Sorceress's World, which makes me currently 19 years old."
"young'un, are you? well then, i can deal. so... how bout you and me go on a date?"
"Such a desperate man, I would pity you if it wasn't for the fact you disgust me. However if it will make you feel better, I should inform you there was no chance from the start no matter who you were." {Asexual}
"aaand.. what is your specialization?"
"As a SeeD you will find that I have been trained for battle, during my training I have developed a natural talent for magic. As I prefer to work alone you will find I make sure to have the skills to keep myself alive, and of course to inflict the most pain onto my enemy that I can."
"cool, cool. i guess youre a little talented filly? i like 'em like that."
"How interesting, it seems you have already gone to trying to insult me. Does the pain of rejection sting you that badly, if you must cry about it please leave my site."
kissed me in your room ,
[/color][/font][/center]"and on to the second section! how tall are you, exactly?"
"I stand at exactly Five feet and four inches. You gather such useless information."
"ah, just three inches taller. hm. so, what's under your clothes? not that i wont find out for myself."
"How interesting you went from asking me out, to calling me a horse and now you are asking about my body. You should be the poster child for idiots, because honestly you have not done anything remotely smart since you started talking to me. However a sad lonely soul like yourself must crave interaction, so just this once I shall indulge you. My body is rather slender with very little muscle definition you may call it a swimmers build if you like."
"okay, sorry. let's talk about some.. non - crude things? what's your personal style?"
"This black cloak with red clouds is all you need to know, your last comments have made it clear that I will not be taking it off aroud you."
"hey, you look like that celebrity... what was the name...?"
"A young train obsessed girl once told me I looked like Sasori from a show she watches called Naruto."
"right! i remember now. you look just like them. except better, heh heh..."
"Again with the flattery, does it never end with you."
replied i love you too ,
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"soo, do you like or dislike anything?"
"I am sure you are aware of my dislike for you, but I guess I can give you a little more than that. I dislike the stupidity of the human race, their lack of self-control and desire to always be better than everyone else. It sickens me to watch as people become tainted by such things, well only for a moment. I do enjoy watching those people suffer from the outcome of their own actions, nothing relaxes me more than a cup of rose tea as I watch their own idiocy destroy them. Oh and I do tend to be rather fond of chess, nothing like a simple game to test your wits."
"ohmyjonas, me too! wow, thats such a coincidence. so have any dirty habits or secrets?"
"Your efforts to impress me fall short, I would ask you to stop trying now however I don't think you will listen to me. It would be foolish of me to share my scerets with you, you would proably try and blackmail me into some sort of twisted relationship with you. Such a disgusting human, I make habit of avoiding people like you."
"coolness, yo. umm. home dawg. anyways. describe yourself."
"Do you have a speech impediment, or do you enjoy butchering the human language like that. I grow tired of you, and your constant questions I just wish to leave here I have no time to wait around."
"like dude! we're so compatible..."
"It seems you are also developing some mental problems, at least someone might see you as interesting now.."
a little bit insecure ,
[/color][/font][/center]"okay, let's rush through this. i'm thinking dancing? then, we can talk about rooms."
"While you dance, I shall remain in my room. If you try to come near my room, I will not be held responsible for any physical, mental or emotional damage you may suffer."
"shh, if my boss knew about our secret romance... so. what's your heritage?"
"I have a mother and father like all people do, however like some I do not know them. Trying to get to know people who are dead never works out well."
"wow, your family would love me! have anyone else in your family?"
"Do you even listen to me at all."
"oh. sounds horrible. haha. anything else important happen in your life?"
"Shall we keep this brief, I have people waiting to see me and I do not wish to keep them waiting nor do I wish to look at you anymore. My parents were both killed, however what killed them I do not know and I care not how it happened. I spent my childhood training to become a SeeD, you may say it was my one goal in life at the time. I attained the rank of SeeD when I was 17 years of age, that ball they throw had been nothing but a hassle. Before you ask, I do not know any of the SeeD members that took on the Sorcoress Edea nor have I ever spoken to them.
I had my own life at the time and did not wish to become part of their foolishness, infact when those events started I remained out of it. For my own reasons of course, reasons that you shall never know so don't even think of asking. I think that is all you need to know, what is the point in sharing with you when all you will do it try and hit on me some more."
"hey, look! we're done. so, i would ask you on a second date, but i'm about to explode. no, really. please step back."
"I do hope this proves to be more interesting than anything else you have done.."
of this mistreatment ,
[/color][/font][/center]name. King Kuja, Zexion
age. 19.
rp experience. 3 Years
rules. Thundaga
rp sample.Zexion knew he would have his heart back one day, as to what he would do with himself once he got it he had no idea. For one thing he was sure Ansem would never welcome him back, it was his fault that the lab had been built. "As I informed you before Demyx, the things I do now are what I did when I had a heart well minus the fact of trying to regain my heart". It was true he did the same things read, spend hours on end in the lab and of course study. However there was no longer a loving father in his life, he would have to face the sadness and feeling of being alone once he did get his heart back.
Blue eyes had inspected the damage to the door; he easily saw it would only need to be re-attached. A task that Demyx would be given, since he did break the door there was no need for Zexion to even worry about it. "I would get used to it if I was you, who knows how many times it will fall on you again while you fix it later" he had no need to use a forceful tone, the other would do as he asked even if he did complain. Zexion wanted to question the music lover about his comment; he wanted to know why the other wanted to hear him laugh. However the slate haired nobody brushed it off, focusing on it might cause the other to hug him again and that wasn't something he wanted or maybe he did.
Than just like that Zexion began to move around the kitchen, with a grace that was all his own perhaps it was because he knew the kitchen like the back of his hand it was after all his home. The shorter man gathered everything he would need to make Banana bread onto the counter, of course he made sure to keep everything away from the end Demyx had ended up at. There was two reasons for this the first being that with the blonde’s feet so close to the counter dirt might get into the food, secondly he didn't want Demyx to sneak any batter beforehand and ruin his appetite.
Very careful the nobody began to measure out his ingredients, making sure he got the exact measurement needed no more no less. It was a habit he picked up from working in the labs, although food would not possibly burn all his skin off or kill him if not measured out correctly it was just a habit he couldn't help. Once he had double checked everything, he placed it all in the bowl and then began to mix everything with his hands. The substances began to mix together, as slender pale fingers worked through them.
The silence of the kitchen was soon broken, not by talking but by the soothing tunes of the water users sitar. It filled the room; the tune was one that even Zexion know. Of course no one put Him and Xemnas knew about that, his one and only mission to the underwater world of mermaids. It wasn't the fact he had been half dolphin, the fact his upper body had been completely exposed and naked to the world was what got to him. When he had returned he had complained to Xemnas and made it clear he would not return to that world, and if he needed someone to study it that badly he should send Vexen.
The slate haired youth had come rather lost in his task, the music only helping further allow him to shut everything else out around him. However a sweet alluring voice brought him back to the kitchen, it took him a moment to regain himself blinking a couple of times before he remembered the other had asked him questions. "Number Nine I am capable of making this by myself, and the plates are in the cabinet to the right of the sink" it came out as a slight snap, however why he wasn't sure. The other hadn't done anything wrong, however he had a slight feeling he hated the way the music had made him shout everything out and he had come completely defenceless.
He quickly sub-merged himself back into his work, the other was affecting him in strange ways and he wasn't sure how he felt about it yet. So while the blonde fiddled around the kitchen, Zexion focused on the banana bread and nothing else. The batter was coming along nicely, the smell of banana was almost the only thing he could smell and once it completely took over it would be time to put it in the oven. However a loud groan fell from his companies lips, which caused Zexion to turn his attention to him fingers halting in all movement. "Draw next to the oven" his voice had returned to normal again, however he made sure to keep things short to prevent further out breaks.
Blue eyes looked back down at the batter, ears waiting for the sound of a draw opening to follow the footsteps. However no sound ever came, the next thing he heard sent shivers down his spine. That sweet voice whispering into his ear, the others breathe tinkled his skin. The pale sin hidden away by slate grey bangs began to heat up, as a soft shade of rose read moved across it. "Demyx I told you I'm fine" that was good stay strong, don't let him get to you. He was ready to brush the other off, simply tell him to go back and sit down but then fingers touched his skin.
His shoulders stiffened ever so slightly, as his body didn't know whether to relax or get ready to flee. His own hand moved ever so slightly against the others, he wasn't sure if he had wanted it to do that or if his body was taking action all on its own. The cloaked schemer turned to face the other nobody, his cheeks stained red blue eyes searching ocean green for an answers. No one had ever touched Zexion like this; no one other than Ansem had ever been loving to him. The moment was gone just as quickly as it came, for with in a split second Zexion pulled his whole body away from the other. "B...batters done" he turned and walked away, the blush fading from his skin.
The batter was transferred to a try and placed in the oven, as the confused nobody stood at the sink washing his hands free of the leftover batter.
