Post by shiki on Jun 20, 2011 19:30:34 GMT -5
real big fan of yours ,
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"The girl I used to be
Has a terrible case of mistaken identity
And yesterday's girl is not what you see
It's a terrible case of mistaken identity!"[/center]
quite the joke to you ,
[/color][/font][/center]"so, hon. welcome to the distorted world.
what's your name?"
"It's so dark in here...and creepy...and stinky. Oh Hi I'm Shiki Misaki."
"ey, that's pretty cute. how old are you, and where are ya affiliated?"
"Oh thanks Mr. but I'm Fifteen and I live in a city called Shibuya." (Earth)
"young'un, are you? well then, i can deal. so... how bout you and me go on a date?"
-shakes her hands up in front of herself-"Oh no it wouldn't be right to date you like this, anyway I only date guys my age."
"aaand.. what is your specialization?"
-holds up Mr.Mew-"Mr.Mew does all the fighting for me but he tends to do his own thing sometimes. Oh and he is not a pig he is a cat just so you know."
"cool, cool. i guess youre a little talented filly? i like 'em like that."
"I'n not that talented not like.........oh never mind."
kissed me in your room ,
[/color][/font][/center]"and on to the second section! how tall are you, exactly?"
"I'm exactly 5'4 you got to know these things, to make sure all your clothes fit you perfectly."
"ah, just three inches taller. hm. so, what's under your clothes? not that i wont find out for myself."
"Your a creepy pervert like those reapers arn't you. However my slender body is perfect for the clothes I wear, which won't be coming off anytime soon"
"okay, sorry. let's talk about some.. non - crude things? what's your personal style?"
"I like to wear the clothes I made, that way there most special and no one else has them."
"hey, you look like that celebrity... what was the name...?"
"Oh....I'm Shiki Misaki"
"right! i remember now. you look just like them. except better, heh heh..."
"I wish....oh your listing never mind."
replied i love you too ,
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"soo, do you like or dislike anything?"
"of course I really like Fashion as you can tell, I like sewing and I like helping people cause everyone needs someone to listen to them. I dislike mean people like those reapers, and when people ruin their clothes I can't stand that oh and most of all I dislike.....jealousy."
"ohmyjonas, me too! wow, thats such a coincidence. so have any dirty habits or secrets?"
"Well you might as well know, but this isn't the real me I don't look like this. I don't know why I look like Eri again but yeah this isn't me."
"coolness, yo. umm. home dawg. anyways. describe yourself."
"Well I'm all about people so you got to stay positive when you set out to help someone, don't go getting down in the dumps."
"like dude! we're so compatible..."
"Your a lot different then Neku."
a little bit insecure ,
[/color][/font][/center]"okay, let's rush through this. i'm thinking dancing? then, we can talk about rooms."
"I don't go anywhere with strangers like you, but dancing sounds fun can I inivte my friends we havn't seen each other in a while."
"shh, if my boss knew about our secret romance... so. what's your heritage?"
"Ummmmm you keep getting weirder.....Well I was born in Shibuya and thats al I can remember about my life in the RG.."
"wow, your family would love me! have anyone else in your family?"
"I got a mum and dad like everyone does, and my friends were almost like family right?."
"oh. sounds horrible. haha. anything else important happen in your life?"
"I can't remember a lot about my life, but when I was alive I had a friend named Eri. She was so pretty and smart and popular I wanted to be just like her, I was so jealous of her and everything she had. Then I can't remember how but I died, but I didn't die die I woke up in some other world in some sort of strange game.
It was controled by these reapers and there were all these monsters called noise, it was a horrible place. That was when I started looking like Eri, it was where I made all my friends to. I met a boy named Neku, he was sort of odd but I knew he needed a friend to talk to or I think he did........he tried to kill me and then there was a little girl who died and Neko didn't care....and I'm sorry I can't remember anything else."
"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."
"People can't explode."
of this mistreatment ,
[/color][/font][/center]name. Zexion or King Kuja
age. 19
rp experience. Three years
rules. Thundaga
rp sample.Kuja was somewhat proud of Mikoto, she was stronger then she let on and the fact she was learning magic made Kuja even more proud of her. He said nothing as she spoke there was no need to say anymore to her for now, she was staying here were it was safe and were Kuja could talk to her some more. He had never really spoken to Mikoto a lot after he stole Zidane as a baby and dumped him on Gaia, he had been banned from ever returning to Terra. It never stopped him from learning of Garlands actions, or checking in every now and again undetected just to see what the old fool was doing with the planet. Then one day Mikoto had just been there and the Genome on the planet were so easy to get information from, he had learned of Mikoto and just who and what she was.
Kuja didn't say anything when Zidane hurried off to, both his siblings as it seemed needed time to think about something. And as much fun as it would be to disturb Zidane during his thoughts and make them turn into thoughts about nothing else but Himself, he decided to stay inside for the time being. He glanced down at the crowd and could see a few people looking at him, the stupid fools had welcomed him into their lives as one of power one day they would look back on this day and wish Zidane had attacked Kuja. He placed a fake smile on his lips and walked down to the crowd, it was like a wave of effect people came over to Kuja and asked him questions. From simple things such as how he was to things like what would be Alexandria's first course of action. He would just smile and give them the answers they wanted to hear from him, he was good and glad to be here and of course Alexandria would remain peaceful.
He moved through the crowd gracefully yet confident, people moved out of his way and that pleased him greatly. He didn't know whether it was fear of him, or that they had accepted he was now the Royal Adviser and with that title came great respect and power. The whole time he moved through the crowd he kept an eye on that puppet, she danced with a few of her people and spoke to them like a Queen should he knew it had been worth it spending all that extra time on this puppet. Kuja had spent days, weeks even on this puppet grafting her into the perfect replica she was just as good as the real Garnet. Maybe she was better then the real thing, who knew Kuja had not made to check if you could handle herself in battle for he had only given her one power and that was white magic and that was simple for her image. Everyone knew Garnet could use magic so he needed her to be perfect, and perfect she was.
As Kuja stood there talking to some woman about the possibility of a spring festival, a sudden thought crossed his mind one that could ruin everything if it came true. What if Mikoto told Zidane about the puppet His dear little sister knew what the puppet was, so what if she told him. All his work and planning would come crashing down around him the stage would begin to crumble. For if Zidane knew the puppet was not real then he would believe that he still had a chance with his little song bird, he would go looking for her to see her to hold her. That would not do he would not have his plan ruined, he would not lose Zidane because Mikoto decided to be a good sister. Lose Zidane? Kuja had to stop his thoughts there, why had he thought that Zidane wasn't the most important part here he needed to keep his kingdom.
Alexandria needed to stay his from now until forever, he could not lose his kingdom that was right. Alexandria shall be mine forever still slightly confused by his own thoughts Kuja said a goodbye to the woman he was talking to and left her. He had to find Mikoto and Zidane and make sure nothing had been ruined, and that his plan was still in fact intact and carrying on smoothly. As he moved through the crowd just as graceful as ever, his eyes darted around looking for two tuffs of blonde hair with tails. As he walked around the rather large room he made sure to find two of his puppet guards also "Go prepare a guest room and have some sleeping garments laid out for my sister...Now and do not waste time" his feminine voice that seemed to lack emotions came out in an almost whisper so only the guard could hear him.
As he spun around on his heels he caught sight of them, the other two Angels of Death seemly chatting outside. He wasted no time and began to make his way towards the others, for one who was slightly panicked about the fact his whole scheme could already had been destroyed Kuja moved through the crowd like a true gentleman. Always saying excuse me and bowing to the right people when they bowed at him, he had an image to uphold no matter what was going on in this castle. As he broke through the last few people of the crowd he slowly walked over towards the two who it seemed were in a silence of some sort. "Should I not be surprised that I find you two together outside" his eyes glanced at both of them before he looked over at the night sky.
He walked past the other two and stood closer to the railing, the moon light caught on his hair and it seemed to glow almost like his hair was the moon that lit up the night sky. "Mikoto your room should be ready soon, there will be something for you to sleep in waiting for you at the room" now that neither of them could see his face, his back still facing them as he watched the stars. "Zidane you may choose to sleep in the room with Mikoto or my room, as the castle has only just been put back into use there are not a lot of rooms to spare dear brother". Kuja knew Zidane would of course choose Mikoto's room, he would quickly rush off with Mikoto when the time came perhaps his cheeks stained red from his own private thoughts.
As if almost on command a guard came over and bowed to the three of them "Lord Kuja the room is ready and the young ladies clothes are ready to" Kuja did not speak to him, he simply waved his hand over his shoulder to signal he heard him. He waited until the clanking of the Armour started to fade off in the distance before he turned around, as silver strands of hair moved across skin to readjust they caught the moonlight yet again. Now facing his siblings with what seemed to be an almost halo of light around his head Kuja smirked at them, one Zidane would have seen one to many times before. "Well then every thing is set, the guest shall leave soon the Queen shall retire to her heavily guarded bedroom and I shall retire to mine.....Good night Mikoto.....Good Night Zidane" with that said and done Kuja walked away. He faded into the crowd but always noticeable with his silver hair, the crowd began to move also as it seemed the Queen had informed them she was tired and wished to go to bed. The night was over but Kuja's plot was far from done..
