Post by xigbar on Feb 2, 2011 12:50:49 GMT -5
real big fan of yours ,
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"See, that would work... if I was just any old dude."
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quite the joke to you ,
[/color][/font][/center]"so, hon. welcome to the distorted world.
what's your name?"
"Xigbar, how ya doin‘?"
"ey, that's pretty cute. how old are you, and where are ya affiliated?"
"Hah! That‘s funny; I don‘t have any affiliation, in case you didn‘t notice. Well, Organization XIII, but we‘re kind of dissolved at the moment, so I‘m freelance. That is to say, I'm neutral."
"young'un, are you? well then, i can deal. so... how bout you and me go on a date?"
"You want a date with me? Finally, someone who appreciates my complexity! But you‘re a little young for me, so I think I‘ll pass."
"aaand.. what is your specialization?"
"Just give me my arrow guns and a few spells and I‘ll take out every damn thing you send my way!"
"cool, cool. i guess youre a little talented filly? i like 'em like that."
"Persistent, aren‘t you?"
kissed me in your room ,
[/color][/font][/center]"and on to the second section! how tall are you, exactly?"
"Five ten, last time I checked."
"ah, just three inches taller. hm. so, what's under your clothes? not that i wont find out for myself."
"As if! You can see plenty through this form-fitting robe, or I could go fetch my old suit if you‘re that interested."
"okay, sorry. let's talk about some.. non - crude things? what's your personal style?"
"Well, I usually just go with this stylish black cloak, but I still got my old duds from the RG gig I had. ‘Course, I got other clothes, but I prefer to look… eh… professional."
"hey, you look like that celebrity... what was the name...?"
"Xigbar, Braig, whichever you want to call me."
"right! i remember now. you look just like them. except better, heh heh..."
"As if! As cool as it is to wear an eye patch, I‘d rather not need it, if you get what I mean. ‘Course, I can still aim just fine with one eye."
replied i love you too ,
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"soo, do you like or dislike anything?"
"Well, I personally like stirring up trouble, doing anything that benefits me, and egging on every schmuck I can. Can‘t say I like my boss, or those ‘hero‘ types, and I have a thing against anyone who thinks they‘re superior to everybody else. Wait, what? … Ah, forget it."
"ohmyjonas, me too! wow, thats such a coincidence. so have any dirty habits or secrets?"
"Nosy bastard, aren‘t ya? Well, since I got nothin‘ to lose, I guess I can say something. I helped a guy try to blow everything up in the cosmos, and I spy on anything I think is remotely interesting. No hidin‘ any secrets from me!"
"coolness, yo. umm. home dawg. anyways. describe yourself."
"People usually split me between funny and annoying. I‘m sarcastic, I don‘t take things seriously, and I‘m an all around bastard. What, too much self deprecation? Uh, well, I‘m nosy, clever as anyone you‘d ever like to meet, and I like to bug people"
"like dude! we're so compatible..."
"Like, dude! No we‘re not!"
a little bit insecure ,
[/color][/font][/center]"okay, let's rush through this. i'm thinking dancing? then, we can talk about rooms."
"I would, but you see, I just got this coat washed and clean, and I really don‘t want to get it dirty with you sloshing some drink of undeterminable origin on me while attempting to dance drunk. Okay, that one was a little long…"
"shh, if my boss knew about our secret romance... so. what's your heritage?"
"Don‘t take no for an answer, do you? Don‘t have any, all dead."
"wow, your family would love me! have anyone else in your family?"
"Well, my family would have already strangled you, so I doubt that. Nope, no one else."
"oh. sounds horrible. haha. anything else important happen in your life?"
"Well, I got my scars from some dimwit with a Keyblade, worked with a guy to try to destroy the world, watched people poke around in a lab, and generally ruined life for the other members of Organization XIII. You want the next list in chronological or alphabetical order?"
"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."
"You don‘t know how right you are, kiddo *takes aim*"
of this mistreatment ,
[/color][/font][/center]name. Auron, Kariya or Xigbar.
age. Seventeen in sixteen days.
rp experience. Don’t remember.
rules. I can has Thundaga?
rp sample. <See my app for Auron or Kariya, please>You could almost feel the creepiness seeping from the junk monolith that had sprung up in the center of town overnight. It wasn't just a heap; it looked like it had been arranged and placed there with a purpose... but just what that purpose was, it was impossible to tell. A figure in black stood atop a decomissioned car, another shade of gray displaced by the thin frame of the Reaper. A grin came to his face as he looked down at the crowd gathering, their outraged voices playing into his calculations just like the perfectly arranged junk heap. Wings concealed, black hand held out of sight, megaphone dangling from his wrist as he pushed the lip of his hat up.
"Heheh... look at all those miscalculated binomials," The young man said to himself, his grin fading. He growled, eyebrows furrowing in annoyance. So zetta slow... How long does it take to figure out such an obvious riddle? Hmph... one of these monomeric hectopascals will notice me, and then the real fun begins. was his train of thought. Any second now, his quarry would come to investigate. In just about three point oh two five nine seconds. Just enough time for Sho Minamimoto's boots to impact on the ground in front of the junk monolith, sending a murmur through the gathering crowd.
"Hah... admiring my artwork, 000s? You all look so angry; could that anger be directed towards me?" Sho taunted, sending the crowd into something of an uproar, all of them yelling varied insults and demands to remove the junk pile... but he'd spotted his target. A woman with pink hair who definitely didn't fit in with these yoctagrams. Who better to taunt than one who would gain no notoriety for being beaten by the Reaper. Sho grinned, showing his slightly elongated canines and raising an eyebrow, as if questioning these imbeciles on their reaction...
