Sososooo, this be a place for all of us Kingdom Hearts Deer dork lovelies to try out, practice, and refine our characters-and, of course, to shove our muses into an awkward situation for our own pleasure ♥ Whilst I do not want to encourage cliques or make anyone feel left out, as there are a lot of us, it is common consensus that it will probably get too complicated and difficult to keep up with if there is any more than just the Kingdom Hearts Deer involved. However, if anyone has a problem with this and desperately wants to be involved or whathaveyou, please just say-we're all very open and friendly, so don't hesitate to let us know~! :3
That said, tracks/stalks, other comments, and feedback are all most welcome and of course, very much encouraged~! ♥ Just, if everyone jumps into this, it might get a bit hard to manage-I hope this is understandable!
Lovin' this ♥ So far the order is:
Axel
Xemnas
Demyx
Marluxia
Roxas
Larxene
Saix
Xion
Xigbar ON THE BOTTOM ♥
Luxord
Also: Guize, before joining, please read the first comment on this blog for information on how this will work with so many of us :B Thankiiies~!
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One by one, they were arriving. Like moths to the flame, quite accurately coined, they were all practically swarming to this strange new world following Axel's arrival. Like the floodgate had been opened. After such history, the day when they all got together would be one not to be forgotten, memories etched on empty shells, burnt in and stained. It was inevitable that that day would come, and sometime soon.
Tardy, to them. Fashionably late, he preferred.
Like a court-hall ring, the judge and his jury lining the rim, they were seated in a small clearing beneath the dappled sunlight filtering through the forest canopy above. Had he had a heart, perhaps he would have felt some kind of intimidation, remorse, fear. As he certainly didn't, his usual swagger filled the place, with the redhead sauntering towards an empty gap in the circle, directly across from their superior-or, was he? They were all here, though, weren't they? What had happened after that fateful day he'd dissolved into that cold whip of nothingness?
Were they still the Organization XIII?
Expression unreadable aside from the faintest curl of a smirk playing about his lips, toxic green swept the ring before coming to rest upon the grand stag ahead of him. Slender legs sunk in a deep, dramatic bow-accomplished enough to satisfy, underhandedly fake enough to not make him feel like scratching off all of his blood-red coat.
"Ever the happy reunion, I see." With a little snort at those emotionless faces aimed in his direction, Axel toed his way over to his place in the circle, pawing at the earth beneath him before lowering himself to the ground between Saix and Marluxia in one sleek, fluid movement. The flurry splayed his hind legs out to the side with practiced accidental grace and crossed one front forelimb smoothly over the other, tossing his head restlessly as he spoke again.
"I'm truly overjoyed~"
Despite how absurdly bored he
Then there was nothing left but a cold, empty shell.
His face suddenly lost it's goofy, non-threatening grin, quickly replacing itself with a stotic expression that was almost eerily similar to Xemnas's. Lacking all feeling, and lacking all expression.
"Even if we are not able to summon our weapons, then we can still take advantage of our elements. I have found multiple times that I can manipulate the water at the lake. Whether or not this is true for the rest of you, I don't know." his feathers were long forgotten, uselessly drooping at the sides of his head, giving him an almost dog-like appearence.
"The stags here only have antlers, which are useless to a tusnami or a tornado. The does have... well... nothing. They are completely helpless against all of our powers." the pupils in his eyes dilated, almost making him look like a shark ready to feed.
But that was what he was, right?
He turned back to Xemnas and smiled icily, perfectly unfeeling. "Not even those two Gods can stand against our powers. Haa anyone even seen them? What if they don't even exist? A fake, superfluous faith, if you will. If they are truly Gods, then surely they would have taken action against us by now." he neatly folded his hooves underneath them and eyed each and every member present.
"Superior... There is no better plan, simply because there isn't a better one. We have little to work with here, after all."
((Demmy has gone into 'srz buiznz' mode))
(WEEEEEEEEEEE Demy Srsface.
*track for when I actually
((Be very, very afraid :'D He
EEE~ Lexy~ :'DDDD
The Graceful Assassin
"If you have something to say, Axel, I suggest that you say it now." Surely, his voice was smooth enough, confident enough to be heard by adjacent Nobodies; however, it was unlikely that it would make it to their Superior. "Life is far too short and I have grown tired of spending it playing games with you."
After all, Marluxia was a Nobody that did not play games. He smirked, he laughed, he had plans to overthrow the Organization, but he did not play games. He hadn't the friends to play them with. Sure, there was Larxene; she was as cold and uncaring as he was and the two of them had discussed matters of the heart, but there were no poker games, no sitarist serenades, and certainly no sea-salt ice cream in their past or present. Enemies, on the other hand? Marluxia had made a lot of those. His attention soon returned to Xemnas and the others.
"Complete morons, no. However, what will become of those that have betrayed us? Of those that lead their own coup d'état against the Organization based upon their own interpretations of loyalty and its ugly cousin?" Marluxia had not forgotten about what had happened, nor would he ever, it would seem. Besides, whether he sat himself too high and mighty above the others or not, the truth was that the Organization had encountered and encouraged its fair share of traitors.
"What will become of them?"
"...Did he just say no poker?
XD
Roxas glanced at Larxene then
Roxas flicked an ear at Xion but made no reply. He didn’t voice that he could "feel", or sense to be more precise, that the keyblade was there. He wondered, briefly, if Xion could sense it too. Maybe it was just him? Roxas, lost as he was in his thoughts, hardly noticed the others speaking. At least, not until Xemnas addressed him.
"Silly games". Roxas quickly reigned in a comeback and dipped his head in feigned respect. "Of course, superior." He made no effort to hide the edge of defiance that crept into his voice.
He took a seat once Xemnas moved away and laid his head on the ground. He felt tired, physically of course. Roxas closed his eyes but kept one ear trained on the meeting, just because one looked like they were asleep didn’t mean they actually were.
He hardly paid much attention to the others. It was when Maluxia spoke that one blue eye opened. So the subject of traitors had been brought up. Wonderful. Roxas remained motionless, his eye fixed on Xemnas and every muscle tensed in case he needed to run. He doubted he would need to but being cautious never hurt.
((waaah, sorry for the fail ;-; *flops*))
Larxene glared daggers at the
Her hears perked up and her glare now turned to the superior, this was all just a waist of time to her, She didn't at all want her heart before why would she change her mind now. and especially here for all the god forsaken places. she rather despised the idea of remaining a four legged creature for the entirety of her nothingness.
Then again there was only one reason she'd want that painful beating annoyance back in her chest. and that reason was rather silly, she sighed . everyone had justifiable arguments, but there was one thing that made her ears flick up . her eyes went to Marluxia and settled on him, what on earth was he planning asking a question like that. If they weren't dead right now then well perhaps they we're safe.
She sighed and turned a shoulder to the group a bit as she laid her head down on her front limbs. the warm sun shining down upon the clearing was making her a bit drowsy. Or perhaps it was the old men babbling about gaining hearts that the nymph was positive that they never would obtain. but still She looked to the Assassin wondering what was going through his mind right now, wondering if he had a plan for them...if they we're going to fall into the same old routine like before.
To her it was only a matter of time before they all broke apart again. You really can't hope to achieve anything when everyone has such broken trust issues with one another from the last life.
Perhaps there was hope...A reason now for her to actually wish to obtain one...perhaps they would succeed. But if her heart ever did return to her, she knew it would not be long before it was stolen again.
( >> * shot immensely*)
*applauds!!*
(post 60 yay) Remaining
Remaining mentally attentive to the words of the nobodies, Saix continues to hold his indiscriminately cold gaze over the group as a whole. As creatures that lack hearts and means for emotion, there is no point in pretending to have any, especially in this conversation. No point in giving any tells to a weary gambler's eye, or calculative eye of any heartless wretch gathered. As the superior spoke, he once again turned his gaze to Xemnas, at least until he returned to his decided seat. Finally, Demyx had dropped his facade of carelessness and boredom. The sudden shift from goof to perfect nobody couldn't be considered surprising to the organization, but would be to anyone ignorant of their nature. Just the faintest trace of a grin appears on the corner of the Luna diviner's lips, golden eyes continuing to display perfect nothingness. In a way, he did prefer Demyx like this. This is especially true under the light that Demyx became much more useful. His observations, finally unveiled, would be noted. This, after all, is why he's so valuable to the organization. "Well observed, Demyx." He comments, carrying an empty chill in his voice.
Finally came the questions, more posed for those in higher positions in this empty circle, arranged by those who do not truly exist. First, he speaks to Roxas. "Strange how you continue to sound like you can doubt that they will arrive. Heartless are mindless creatures, and are naturally attracted to that keyblade you are so attributed to. Even if they have not appeared yet, we know how to manipulate the heart, and how to pull specimens into darkness." he addresses. They would come, one way or another. His gaze remains calm, emotionless, perhaps intimidating. "As Xemnas said, we'll always a way to reach our goals." he adds, ending his statement with a light toss of his rather long hair, opposing the displacement from the wind. He looks back at the organization as a whole."It's been stated enough. Those who have been treacherous in the past will be under surveillance, but will not be disposed of." at least not yet. He knows some may again be disposed of before kingdom hearts is achieved a second time, but only if there is reason to annihilate them. "After all, each of you are needed. It is not advised, to repeat past mistakes." he finishes. speaking in similar words to that Xemnas would probably use, primarily due to knowing the superior would be exhausted of repeating himself otherwise.
(FAIL POST PLZ DON'T KILL ME. Chat yesterday is still on the mind. XD;;;;; *tried though!*)
(.......pickles. *runs*)
" Well that is true." She
"Well maybe somewhere in the forest we could somehow summon our weapons just differently. If not we still have our skills... just it's another body shape. And still we have some powers inside us." She said that thinking that there was no reason to think of that idea for being good, just rotten.
And still there is no room or space for even one of us to escape in this world. She thought that because if she said it out loud somebody would be suspicious of her.
As well she was a little bit shocked still. Because of the deer shape and all those other things going around the forest. Magic? Shocked her very much and then being turned to a frog! Well somehow she would get used to it.
(I'm late! Sorry couldn't make the chat yesterday I was busy.)
Is Pluxy going to post this
Apologies again, Stark; I'm
I'll kick Xigbar in the next round or two.
Alrighty~ No problem.
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The Gambler grinned at the now glaring Nymph. She was so amusing when she was mad. Maybe he could have a little fun with her~
He re-aquired his blank face and his attention turned to Marluxia who had spoken up. "Speaking of traitors..." The Gambler responded to the Assassin in a suggesting tone, but did not finish the sentence.
Luxord perked his ears and listened the conversation again. "I have a proposal..." he spoke up again. "Aren't Kairi and Riku also here? How did they get here. They never died after all.. they must have found a way in like all the other worlds. If they can get in That must mean they can get back out." Luxord really didn't feel like spending his existence in this god forsaken place. If they regained their hearts, would they regain their human bodies? He somewhat doubted it.
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I feel like I should do something longer but I can never think of what to write..
ohh i feel so bad for luxord
Well he does love to gamble
hehe XD oh this gamble
Axel was quite a master of
The red stag had his own plans, as many of them did. The only difference was, Axel always won.
His attention was pulled from the current debate by the smooth roll of that rich, deep voice, directed at him so confidently, yet so secretively. His smirk broadening, Axel adopted a tone of mock innocence, narrowing his eyes wickedly, locking gazes with the pink stag to his left.
“Oh no, nothing to say, XI~” Not now, not here. Marluxia had his uses, but presently, his purpose pertained to entertainment. “Though, you’re not the only one who’s grown tired. Gets a little dull, winning every round, yanno~?”
Tossing his head again, Axel shifted slightly, elevating his stature and elongating his body, stretching languidly, the distinct lines of lean muscle rippling beneath blood-red as he adjusted himself. His power plays with Marluxia were always fun, a good way to pass the time. Once comfortably poised, Axel turned his attention back to the meeting. They all most certainly had valid points-some moreso than others, and some unexpected. Eying Demyx with amusement, Axel noted that he always had to be a being of extremes. Could be useful. As the discussion continued, one member after the other having their say, Axel sat back, swivelling his ears back and forth, mainly out of boredom. The same old suggestions-things he’d thought over many a time, again and again, since he'd first arrived. Again, the gambler prompted a thought.
“What I want to know,” Poisonous gaze flicking from member to member, he continued. “Is why you’re all so keen on legging your way out of here. We’ve been given another chance, in a world where nobody knows a thing about us. We’ve got multiple methods with which to reach our goal, and nothing to stop us-not to mention the advantage we’ve got over the happy locals~”
Not too far off, a small group of deer were approaching, seemingly curious as to why so many were gathered in such order. Giving a little grin, the flurry noted the scatter of hooves and the various screams from the group as a leafy shrub they were passing burst into flame, sending them back the way they had come, before extinguishing itself, leaving the plant as thickly-plumed as ever.
“Woulda thought leaving would be the last thing to consider~”
(i have this song called ‘touching things is fun’ stuck in my head. i thought i’d share this with you all because i’m that awesome ♥ FAIL POST WAS FAAAIL~~~ ramble time for zebbie’s)
((Oh dear, my turn since the
Someone needs to make the
I think our Xemnas comes back
Zerg is correct :> Shall we
*would* XD
A bob of the head to Demyx,
pretending was fun, but a waste of time for the most part.
Which is why Xemnas did not pretend without reason.
And so as he nodded to the water-user, he was not pretending as he offered the words;
"At least Demyx has been thinking"
For he had a point, one didn't need weapons when they could bend the very elements to their will.
"hooves and antlers, they would be nothing against a storm" his eyes flicked to Axel, a random decision.
"against flames" the shrieks and scattering of hooves, they were almost too perfect, a highlight sound in a play.
Marluxia, was the next victim of his cold gaze.
"those who have made mistakes in the past will be watched carefully" his head raised, looking around the circle.
"If anyone whishes to leave, speak now" it was likely that he would let them go.
Save for two of course.
His gaze flicked to Roxas and Xion, making sure that they knew the question excluded them, they were needed, and they would stay, by force if that is what it took, the others were merely useful pawns.
He didn't need to approve of Saix's words in any vebal way, merely flicking his tail to the side to brush the other's hind leg for a moment in silent approval of his words before he continued to Luxord.
"how do we know they didn't die after us?" a small pause.
"all the same. Draw them in, carefully, learn from them, find out if we can escape" he smiled, like a hawk about to strike.
"and when they are no longer useful, kill them, make them nobodies, make them heartless, do as you please" the smile left.
"just make sure they're out of the way"
((My turn... My brain is so
WELCOME BACK CAPPY~!
And eeep how did I miss all these comments? D: I FAIL SO HARD. Note to self: TRACK LIST EXISTS FOR A REASON ♥
...Also note to self, TEFing in boring computer lab lessons about file permissions I already knew how to use is a wonderful idea :3
*rolls off to two hour lecture THIS COMMENT HAD A POINT BUT I FORGOT WHAT IT WAS*
Ooh Xemnas was so menacing
Zebbie, so what do you think of the fanart and screenshot blog idea?
*Giggles* He so was ♥
Oooh Stark, I think that's a brilliant idea!
And like, THAT MADE SENSE, YOU KNOW IT ♥ Btw, YOUR ICON MADE ME SNORT SCOTCH FINGER BISCUITS FOR THE RECORD ♥
((Oh my, this isn't going to
The praise meant little to him, at least now when he had 'shed his skin', so to speak. Had he been expressing his role as an incompetent, he would have glowed, but now, he just thumped his tail on the ground in response, his face perfectly passive.
After all, the actor could only perform for so long.
The topic of traitors made his shark-like eyes dart over to Roxas. No kindness now, just hungry, unfeeling staring. He said nothing, simply pawing the ground in front of him, a few droplets of water forming onto his hoof.
His ear flicked up at Marluxia's little comment, but he made no inquiry or comment. It had nothing to do with him, after all. Why bother?
Riku and Kairi... Sora too? The specks of water forming on his hoof slowly turned into little trickles at the thought of them. The soil from the broken up ground in front of him turned muddy.
He waited for something worth commenting on.
((*brick'd*))
I think people should just
AND YES, IT TOOK FOREVER TO FIND THIS AVATAR THANKYOUVERYMUCH. LUXORD LACKS AVATAR MAKING FANS
Someone needs to post D888
(And that someone would be
FFFF you people. you write so
*pokepoke*
Roxas raised his head from
Surveillance. Of course they’d be keeping an eye on the traitors, him and Xion especially. They were both far too valuable to lose again. At least Roxas could make himself as much of a pain to keep watch over as possible. There was a certain set of forest spells that could make one look very similar to a peacock…
Roxas had been so lost in his thoughts and plotting that he’d almost missed what Xion had said. The more he thought about it the more her words made sense. Lately, he’d noticed that when trying to summon the keyblade he’d feel a small prickle at the base of his antlers. He’d passed it off as nothing but now…now he wasn’t so sure it was “nothing.” He made a note to mention it to Axel and Xion…later.
He didn’t pay much attention when Luxord began to speak, at least not until a certain name was mentioned. Riku. That name made the fur on Roxas’s neck prickle, not with fear but with anger. He couldn’t easily forget Riku, especially not after he’d been defeated by him. Roxas almost had half a mind to go find him right now but he thought better of it. There would be time for settling old grudges later.
Roxas turned his attention to Axel. He wondered what the red stag was thinking, doubtless he had something up his sleeve. Maybe he would pester him about it later, though he doubted Axel would say very much about his plans. He couldn’t help but frown a bit at Axel’s tactic of scaring off the approaching deer.
Xemnas began speaking. If anyone whishes to leave, speak now. Roxas might have taken that offer if the superior’s gaze hadn’t turned to him and Xion. It was clear without words that they were an exception, as they always had been. They were nothing but puppets, tools for achieving his ultimate goal. They weren’t allowed freedom.
Roxas had never felt so trapped.
(and done :B yay failpost)
Nezzaine said to skip her,
Saix momentarilly looks at
(UUUURRRRRK minor writers block. Sorry for fail.)
Weeew awesome, I'm enjoying
I'll post tomorrow if Plux
I'm so sorry. It's just that
When I'm not this busy I'll comment to let you know. -_-'
(let's just say Xion can't say anything for now say she lost her voice.)
And I've had a lot on my mind