Post by Dona on Sept 10, 2011 0:25:35 GMT -5
real big fan of yours ,
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"sometimes you're beautiful
and there are moments when you are kind
\the other day you were so interesting
and on the seventh day, divine
could be misconstrued as sublime"[/center]
quite the joke to you ,
[/color][/font][/center]"so, hon. welcome to the distorted world.
what's your name?"
"It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, I am known simply as the Gambler of Fate. However you may call me Luxord."
"ey, that's pretty cute. how old are you, and where are ya affiliated?"
"My age? I am afraid that I am unable to answer that, although I believe I am in my late twenties... Hmm... As for alliances I am but a mere pawn in the Organization XIII. Although I rather enjoy my place in their little game."
"young'un, are you? well then, i can deal. so... how bout you and me go on a date?"
"I am afraid your advances will not garnish the results you are looking for. It may be dull for you, but love is not the game I enjoy playing." [Asexual]
"aaand.. what is your specialization?"
"My sole specialty lies in cards, simple games of fate."
"cool, cool. i guess youre a little talented filly? i like 'em like that."
"Hm... Talented? Yes, I believe I am. Rather good at counting cards, but I do believe that you will find it night impossible to entertain you in your bed."
kissed me in your room ,
[/color][/font][/center]"and on to the second section! how tall are you, exactly?"
"I believe that I am rather tall compared to most, as I stand at exactly 6'0"."
"ah, just three inches taller. hm. so, what's under your clothes? not that i wont find out for myself."
"As it would be rather bothersome for you to disrobe me, I shall just inform you that I am rather slender. Lean you could say."
"okay, sorry. let's talk about some.. non - crude things? what's your personal style?"
"My garb is rather simple compared to most. Just the customary robes of the Organization XIII."
"hey, you look like that celebrity... what was the name...?"
"Ah, perhaps we knew each other in my past life. Rather troublesome that is, I would like to put that behind me for now. So please, simply call me Luxord."
"right! i remember now. you look just like them. except better, heh heh..."
"I find it rather difficult to see how I could be more attractive then myself. Although I highly doubt it will deter you, I have no interest in you or your advances."
replied i love you too ,
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"soo, do you like or dislike anything?"
"Ah, interests shall be a nice change of pace. Lets get started, shall we? It goes without saying that I am a huge fan of games, but specifically card and dice games. Those fortune tellers... What do you call them again? Ah yes the gypsies, I have always found a kinship to them. Perhaps it is fate? And finally I have always been fond of hearts. Not the living beating ones, but the metaphorical ones. The one that gives you joy, sorrow, lust, hatred. Ah... How I long to have one again.
Brutes, savages, I despise the whole lot of them. They ruin my games, a pity too because it is so fun to destroy them in one. Almost as bad as a losing bet, or a bad hand even. Although not as horrid as cheaters. It is one thing to have a bad hand, but you could at least take it with pride. Which brings me to the one group of people I despise more then any other. Cheaters, savages, ultimately I can tolerate them. But those who gamble what they do not have perhaps are the scum of the universe."
"ohmyjonas, me too! wow, thats such a coincidence. so have any dirty habits or secrets?"
"I do believe that I carry my deck of cards with me at all times, and I often find myself constantly shuffling it when I am deep in thought. On the eve of battle I often play a game of cards, although it is normally alone. Very few enjoy a good game before a more bloody one.
Oh, secrets you say? Well I am a time mage, before you say anything my powers extend far beyond what most think. Although I would rather not disclose the full extent of my powers. I am rather satisfied sitting back and enjoying this game the Organization XIII has been so kind to host for me."
"coolness, yo. umm. home dawg. anyways. describe yourself."
"Describe my self? I dare say that there is not much to me that I have already disclosed. Although I would love to here more on this 'home dawg' slang you have taken a liking to."
"like dude! we're so compatible..."
"I disagree, Nobodies are rather incompatible with anyone who still has a heart."
a little bit insecure ,
[/color][/font][/center]"okay, let's rush through this. i'm thinking dancing? then, we can talk about rooms."
"Dancing? I would rather prefer a nice game of cards then the obnoxiously loud music you have taken a liking to."
"shh, if my boss knew about our secret romance... so. what's your heritage?"
"Most of my family fell to the Heartless when they destroyed my town. I believe my Father escaped, he was a rather tricky con artist. Never liked him that much, he always had a way of cheating whom ever he found on the streets, and my mother."
"wow, your family would love me! have anyone else in your family?"
"None that I have knowledge of, although my Father was a rather frisky man. I would not be surprised if I had a number of "illegitimate" half siblings."
"oh. sounds horrible. haha. anything else important happen in your life?"
"Hm... Not much. I lost my heart in my home town. A rather nice place, unless you include the hordes of creatures with thoughts of only avarice. I was one of the many that lost my heart to them, yet I was the only once to be graced by the phoenix and reborn as a Nobody. One with his memories. It was not long before I was approached by a member of the Organization. They invited me to their little game, and it was riveting experience. Until that Sora child put an end to my existence. I did not even find the time to preserve myself. A shame really, I was enjoying my own life. Although it seems that myself, or someone else, managed to guide me back to this world. Seeing as I am talking to you now. Very odd, since I distinctly remember fading into darkness."
"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."
"Very well then, it was truly a pleasure meeting you. I hope that next time we may have time for a game."
of this mistreatment ,
[/color][/font][/center]name. Arzadon.
age.Over 900020.
rp experience. idk anymore
rules. Thundaga!
rp sample.Dear god, Alexandria was such a boring place. Specially since that Fang fellow ruined all of Cedric's fun. I mean what is wrong with that chick, he only robbed one little old helpless lady. He should be applauded, not punished! But the do gooder was already far from Cedric's mind. He found a lovely new place to play. One where self righteous women wouldn't get in his way, or so he thought.
The Moonflow was basically a wet dream for Captain Rackham. Sure the river was pretty and a wondrous sight, or something like that. But all the beautiful merchants were waltzing around without a care in the world. They peddled their wears to travelers seeking a shoopuf to traverse the river like there was no tomorrow. And sometimes, when they were really deep into a sales pitch or a big sale, the illustrious pirate swooped in and stole some of their finer wares. The best part? They didn't notice till he was long gone, whistling to himself while he pocketed his newest little prize.
Yet it was the giant pale blue elephants that really caught his eye. Giant hulking beasts they may be, but Cedric only saw profit. The Shoopufs, and their Hypello masters, practically had a monopoly on transportation across the river. And to no surprise it was a very popular river to cross for those who could not afford an airship. Furthermore from the rumors that floated about camp, the Shoopuf never ate. Instead the only sipped a bit of water now and then from the giant river that they lived in. A twisted smile spread on Cedric's face, he had a feel he could profit from this little situation.
Rubbing his hands in greed, Cedric singled out and approached a lone Hypello. With the grace and arrogance that only the illustrious pirate could posses he approached the innocent man, and threw an arm across his shoulders. "Say, it looks like your having problems with your Shoopuf. He seems a little tired, worn out." Cedric started, starting his sales pitch. Shoopufs looked rather difficult to steal, due to their sheer size. The man took a long glance over the Shoopuf, a frown formed on his face. "May be time to put the poor thing out of it's misery." He shook his head.
"But!" Rackham exclaimed as he took a few steps back, a lone white gloved finger raised. "I will take this shoopuf off your hands, and give you this wonderful box! Filled with treasure and gold!" He finished, as he held up a rather beautiful, and stolen, ornamental box. The blue toad creature quietly examined the box before saying, "No! No! No!" The Shoopuf owned almost screamed as he stomped his feet on the ground. "Yous a son of a shoopuf, yous is!"
A gasp of horror escaped Cedric's lips, "Why I never!" The pirate's hand felt to his waist, where his blood hawk .48 waited. The pirate had half a mind to shoot this disgusting frog creature, and he probably would.
