Post by Axel on Feb 27, 2011 16:58:43 GMT -5
real big fan of yours ,
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"Today you don’t have to be a soilder,
stand down,
it’s okay to be as you were again"[/center]
quite the joke to you ,
[/color][/font][/center]"so, hon. welcome to the distorted world.
what's your name?"
"To you? Could be whatever you want, to the rest? The names Axel, Got it Memorized?"
"ey, that's pretty cute. how old are you, and where are ya affiliated?"
"My birthday? Why the hell do you want to know when that is? Age wise I can see where your coming from. I’m closer to 20, though as to what side I couldn’t tells ya. Who I’m working for? Nobody, I mean I’m a Nobody but I got Nobody to work with...Did I say that right?" [Neutral]
"young'un, are you? well then, i can deal. so... how bout you and me go on a date?"
"Maybe not today...got a busy life ya’know?...Oh I almost forgot have you seen someone called Larxene?."
"aaand.. what is your specialization?"
"Haven’t you noticed these guns? Me I’m a brawler type of guy, no need to hold back on anything. That includes my flames, you feel like going toe-to-toe then your gonna have to deal with some burns. My speed isn’t flashy but who cares when you got strength, fire, and technique like me eh?"
"cool, cool. i guess youre a little talented filly? i like 'em like that."
"S’nothing special ."
kissed me in your room ,
[/color][/font][/center]"and on to the second section! how tall are you, exactly?"
"Taller than you? Ah I digress, I’m about 6 foot 3, weighing at 165 pounds. "
"ah, just three inches taller. hm. so, what's under your clothes? not that i wont find out for myself."
"That’s quite the assumption your have there. I’ve got a thin build, but don’t take it for being scrawny ya’know? I work hard to keep myself in solid shape. "
"okay, sorry. let's talk about some.. non - crude things? what's your personal style?"
"I dress all in black? Nah you just caught me on a wash day. Usually I sport some shorts, maybe 2 belts and either high or low tops, I can never decide. Want a Sea-Salt popsicle?"
"hey, you look like that celebrity... what was the name...?"
"Um..myself? You know Axel? I asked if you had got it memorized!"
"right! i remember now. you look just like them. except better, heh heh..."
"Heh....you sure you’re not on something?"
replied i love you too ,
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"soo, do you like or dislike anything?"
"Wow this is going to be a mouthful, you sure your little pad can fit it all in? I can’t get enough of this sea-salt ice cream, nothing else gives you that tangy taste you know? Rainy days... what you think that I’m all fire that a bit of water would scare me? I can’t help but sit down and relax, nothing better that watching time fly by....Huh? You want what I don’t like? I got a problem with authoritative figures, I mean I used to be cool with them, but everyone seems to want to rule something and tend to use me as collateral in the process. Cauliflower, can’t stand the stuff, worse than Saix on a full bloody moon. Ducks, yea I know you don’t get that many walking talking ducks, but in my line of work you see some weird shit, and that is something I don’t want to see again. "
"ohmyjonas, me too! wow, thats such a coincidence. so have any dirty habits or secrets?"
"Well.... I miss having a heart you know? I used to not care but...heh let’s just say I met 2 people who convinced me otherwise. I can’t help but play with stuff when it comes to my fingers, they just fiddle with whatever is closest....he..HEY! close your legs! I’m not a fan of reaching the end so quickly! Jeez pull your pants up and get me some ice cream..a..and make sure its melted! All over yo~coughs~ G..Go..Got it Memorized?"
"coolness, yo. umm. home dawg. anyways. describe yourself."
"I think you know enough already"
"like dude! we're so compatible..."
"You come through on the ice cream and then we’ll see"
a little bit insecure ,
[/color][/font][/center]"okay, let's rush through this. i'm thinking dancing? then, we can talk about rooms."
"I’m thinking that this is over"
"shh, if my boss knew about our secret romance... so. what's your heritage?"
"You don’t get to have a family when you’re like me."
"wow, your family would love me! have anyone else in your family?"
"No one.w...well.....heh a pair of idiots"
"oh. sounds horrible. haha. anything else important happen in your life?"
"Well DYING is a big one...you’re not a necro chick right?."
"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."
"There was a first?"
of this mistreatment ,
[/color][/font][/center]name. Axellent
age. 20
rp experience. 2 years
rules. pfft screw the rules... THUNDAGA –boom-
rp sample.
They all flashed, quickly to fast for his mind to process, with each strand of life being pulled from his body, a memory joined with it to. It was like a multitude of screens, windows into the life he had lived. There was nothing to feel, it was all the same to him, each and every moment in his life never had any real meaning to it. Turning his head, he looked at the boy’s eyes, pure blue...just like Roxas’s. Something escaped his lips, but he payed it no mind, it was all going to white out in a second. The memories began to increase, moving at such a speed that his eyes couldn’t keep up with them. The feeling of the floor and wind disappeared, and that blinding white light engulfed him. He didn’t feel at peace, nor did he find all his trouble gone.
Instead he was moving, not by using the legs that didn’t exist, or by any part of his body, however he was moving. The white light was moving past him at blinding speeds, the unknown wind forcing itself through his deteriorated body. Wait...he could feel the wind? Looking around he then noticed that he was capable of looking as well.
“What the..fu..”
Before he could utter another word, the ‘wind’ was knocked out of his lungs, his eyes stung, full of sand. As he gasped for air, he fingers clawed at the slippery rocks surrounding him. The sound of waves lapping against the shore filled his ears, the roar of the tides, similar to the roar he had just let out. Slowly standing up, he felt his body every muscle each fibre, with a sudden cry he laughed with joy. The emotion covered his being, that was until he focused on it. There was no joy, only the memory of it, and all that he had left were his memories. Looking around he noticed that he was on a dark shore, one that had an eerie white light glowing at the horizon. As he tried to find his bearings he noticed a small girl, blue haired and bunched together, tears dripping off her cheeks. With the curiosity of a cat, he walked over to her, wondering what was wrong.
“Hey...I’m Axel”
