Organization XIII Club Roleplay: A Reflection Into the Heart of Nothing

[Zexaeon]

OoC: xD Well, don't TELL us. And yay, Massacre.

 

IC:

 

"Hmmm...well, this is boring." Seymour announced to the other members of their little group, smiling in his typical careless manner. "I believe I'm going to go to "The Secret Place". Just to check on things." he assured with a chuckle.

 

"Do try not to miss me while I'm gone." he requested, casually walking past Vayne and Maleficent toward the Dark Room's exit. Outside, a Literal Corridor of Darkness would await him, ready to take him wherever he wished to go.

 

 

-

 

 

The Islands were as peaceful as ever. Not withstanding the commotion coming from the Concert Hall in the distance, which by now was flooded with Island Police. Seymour paid it no mind as he lifted himself and levitated across the island's surface, toward the Play Island the younger Islanders used. The "Secret Place" awaited.

 

 

...maybe he'd make a sand castle. You know, as long as he was here.

[Larxene]

OoC: That last sentence completely obliterated anything serious to be found in that post. xD

 

IC:

 

As Larxene walked out of the concert stage, a crowd of police had already gathered around the stage and had started to question everyone who was still alive about what had happened, when a two police officers walked up to Larxene.

 

"Ma'am, we'd like to ask you a few questions about what happened here today," the man on the right said.

 

"I'm not answering any questions asked by anyone wearing a tie like that. Seriously, it's hideous. Where the hell do you even buy something like that? It looks like your partner over here used it to wipe his ass and then raped your mother with it."

 

With that, she kicked him in the crotch and walked away proud of herself.

[Zexaeon]

OoC: xD It was supposed to.

 

 

IC:

 

 

Vilayna was laughing to herself as she tagged along behind Larxene, quite amused at the Savage Nymph's actions. The flabbergasted police seemed to be consoling his fallen comrade, paying her no more mind.

 

Vilayna wasn't sure where they were headed, but she decided to try an experiment.

 

"Yoooohooooooo~" she called, waving a hand in front of Larxene's face. It didn't seem to do anything, and the woman just walked straight through her. The Dark woman pouted before floting up in front of her again, this time smacking at her shoulder. "Can you seriously not see me anymore? Ugh...why? What the hell happened to change that?"

[Tsuki ni Mau Majin]

"Cookies? We have cookies!" he sang aloud. Snatching the bag of chocolate chip and fudge butter cookies, he ran back to the crystal ball, toppling into Nidlax. "Outta the way, jerk ass!" he screeched.

 

Then, as suddenly as the crash, his favorite Reverese had returned to headquaarters, angry as ever. "I guess you didn't get Thunderjabroni, right Noixez? Keeheehee." Munching his way to the nearest chair he sat quietly awaiting orders. "Damn it, you guys are all so boring. And when you do get serious, you endanger yourselves. Idiots. You worry me sick," he said raining crumbs from his mouth down upon Nidlax's head.

[Zexaeon]

Noixez's already displeased disposition was made all the worse as the first person he happened to see upon his return was none other than Xïas. He hated that worrywort. Well, to be fair, he hated just about everyone in the coallition, with just a couple of exceptions.

 

Around him, Rabgix, Droxul, Lexa and Nexev all made their appearances as well, just as the irritating man made his biting comment at Noixez, followed by his comment at the rest of them.

 

"Shut up! We could have easily taken them! I just refused to share the Spotlight with so many people, so we retreated!" he spat, once again acting as though he were in charge. He tended to do that. A lot. "I'll get her next time, and when I do, none of these losers will be around to get in my way, Mommy." he added, refering to the man by the oh-so-affectionate nickname Noixez had dubbed him with.

 

"Anyway, there was too much attention on us, so it would have been annoying if someone else had scene these guys stealing my Stage." he pouted.

[Nexev]

"Indeed, actors do so hate it when the script is compromised." Nexev said sighing. "And I would have loved seeing you emerge victourus over that girl, would have been quite the showstopper. And I went through the trouble of instaling a record feature in my eyes too just for this instant." Nexev added. "By the way Noixez, interested in some new hardware? The bigger the gun the better the splatter I always say."

 

With this Nexev proceeded down to his basement (since thier is an unspoken rule among mad scientists that all labs must be in the basement, needless to say this was quite a pain for the mad scientists who lived in an appartment as they had to rent the room directly under them since it would be like a basement). "Oh yeah and Xias one thing, if I hear a complaint about you bugging my collegues like your bugging Noixez, I am afraid that the Coallation 13 will become Coallation 12." After he gave Xias a quick smile he decended down the staircase as the darkness in the basement swallowed him.

[Zexaeon]

Noixez grinned, shooting a snotty look at Xias. "You heard the man! And the rest of you!" he shouted, turning to face the rest of his colleagues. "If you any of you take the spotlight off of me again, there'll be hell to pay!"

 

With that, he turned on his heel and stomped off after Nexev, intent on taking him up on his offer. He himself would obviously claim that he commanded respect within the Coallition, but the truth of that matter remained that any and all special treatment Noixez ever received was thanks to Nexev; for whatever reason, Nexev seemed to enjoy Noixez's company, performances, and the like, and saw fit to stick up for him frequently.

 

Needless to say, were it not for Nexev, Noixez's life expectancy might possibly be much lower. He must have subconsciously realized this in his willingness to follow Nexev's word - he probably also subconsciously relied on Nexev's presence to back up his threats to the Coalliton.

 

Upon arrival in the lab, his immediate question jumped from his mouth without hesitation. "So! How are you going to improve my weapon?"

[Nexev]

Nexev smiled, he loved being able to show what he could do. "Okay, I designed a bunch of new equipment to give you a host of supplementery abbilities to add to your power." Nexev said directly Noixev's attantion to a bunch of Football equipment in the room. "These Cleats can create hologram of you which can take hits for you or aid you in giving them out, the clones only last for a bit. Also the Shoulder pads thier use electrodes and some gravity wells that cause the oppenet to recive a nasty shoch if you ram them with the pads, gives you a stun abbility. The reciever gloves can let you catch your foes attacks, so if Larxene shoots a thunderbolt you can grab it and toss it to a different foe. The Goal post over thier can teleport, if you kick your ball over it it will take the energy in the ball and amplify it into an area attack around the post. The helmet with the eyeshield can allow you to activate the effects mentally for maximum efficency. Last but not least.." Nexev continued with a large grin "The football uniform also comes with a generator that powers your football's attack based on the number of steps you took, however if you stand still for too long the timer will go back down. However if you managed to run 10 yards and then throw the ball it's attack would more than double." Nexev concluded panting slightly. "Sorry but you know how I have a tendency to overdo things, with this you should be able to wipe the floor with your target, and just in case help arrives you can use this." Nexev took out of a pile of junk what looks like a track baton "Jam this into the ground and you and one person of your choice will temporarily be transported to a pocket world, free from interuptions." Nexev then folded his arms "What do you think, any good, or should I make a new batch?"

[Zexaeon]

Noixez stared for several moments at the array of equipment set out before him. Wordlessly, he stepped over to the Helmet and took a good look.

 

A few more moments passed before he reched forward and began ripping away parts of the helmet, tearing off chunks of plastic and breaking pieces of Metal before nothing but the internal lens and the headphones were left.

 

"The helmet is stupid. But these headphones and this lens inside it display combat stuff, right? I want these. Also, that Goal post is a neat idea, but it looks so dumb! Make it a floating circle." he ordered in a bratty-sounding tone.

 

He then manifested his weapon, showing it to Noixez. "This may be a football, but does it LOOK like a regular football to you? It's way more cool-looking! This stuff all looks like junky jock equipment! Make it better." he said, crossing his arms. "And then I'll use it. And I'll find you more test subjects if you make this stuff look real cool!"

[Nexev]

"Well, I didn't have much prep time, I'll try to improve thier quality and apperance, any theme to the style you want?" Nexev said sighing as if he expected the outcome. "Black and spiky with a blue thunder pattern? Army style armor? The more specific you are the better the likelihood of getting what you want." Nexev questioned as he went to adjust the goal post. "Maybe you would like a black hole looking circle for the goal post? While I am busy making new equipment, any kind of gizmo you want me to make? Any weapon that you would like in your arsenal. A handheld Touhou game counsel?" Nexev countined. "By the way, where are you gonna find the test subjects?"

[Tsuki ni Mau Majin]

"Arrogant bastards. I don't need this from you. A bad actor and an all too wise smart ass. You make me sick. I need not have any fun with thee." he said munching away at the chocolate delights. It would only be a matter of time before he was brutally murdered. Why not advance the panes and end this suffering quickly for a more promised land of peace in the afterlife? Or so he hoped. Either way, as long as he needn't hear their disgusting mouths again, he would be satisfied.

 

Snatching up his Duster of Destruction, he quietly strolled to his room, sealing the locks and locking himself in, toying away at his frail skin. "I crack jokes and get threatened! Ha! I guess that allows room for me to give a damn," he continued picking away at his face and hands. And so it fell, his silk skin, until nothing remained but the ugly scars that had wounded him for so long. Eventually he had peeled away down to his feet, trashing it all, and wrapping himself in a cocoon, where he would sleep for 1 month.

[Zexaeon]

Noixez furrowed his brows slightly - Nexev may have been one of the few likable people in this group, but did he have to talk so much? "How I want it to look? Just make it fantastic!" he said, tossing his ball at Nexev. "Here, you can borrow that. Make the stuff look more like the ball. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to and do my daily singing excercises." he announced, turning away from the scientist he wandered up the staircase back into the light of the Castle.

 

One must never neglect their daily vocal excercises.

 

-

 

"Yes, I see it has maintained..." Seymour mumbled to himself with his usual smirk as his clawed hand gently stroked the wood of the Door within the Secret Place. The door that seemed to come and go... amazing that Sora, the Keyblade wielder himself, had yet to notice the Door's presence once again.

 

"No matter. The longer they remain in the dark, the better." he chuckled.

[Phantom Roxas]

Saxor appeared in a gray flash, standing before Xias in the chocolate-lover's room. Immediately his hand was at Xias' throat.

 

"I nominate you to take care of the elimination of the survivors. I believe that Axel would be suitable for you to fight, no?"

[Tsuki ni Mau Majin]

"Why would I fight Axel? He's a lazy little dumpling who couldn't hold his own against that brat, Sora. Kill me or give me a better opponent old man," he said matter of factly. It was enough of an insult to be patronized and insulted by an American Idol failure and a moronic Albert Einstein, but privacy was a must for this Nobody. It would be a quite the pleasure to die quickly, even if he never did complete his falsified evolution. It would be no different than his past life, when he was denied his treasure, his heart.

[Nexev]

ooc: What does the ball look like?

 

Nexev stared at the ball, trying to uncover it's secrets. "Is this really pig skin?" He asked dubiously. He then realized that he was all alone, again. He sighed, was he too hard on Xias? It was true he was not a team player but hardly anyone here was, still he doubted being nice would help Xias rejoin the team. Still.... "Maybe I should give him an apologetic cupcake or something. Wait, bad idea, I still remenber last time I tried to cook and I think Xias would not appericate being assasinated by a pastry. Why am I even talking to myself?" Shrugging Nexev continued to get to work, he had a great idea for the armor which would make Noixez dangerous even in physical combat.

 

ooc: Here is the pre list of my idea in case Nexev's genius might be considered GM.

 

 

 

Preproggramed with a design select so that Noixez can pick the best outfit. Default is a lightning design over black with spikes that makes a dark knight kind of apperance.

 

The cleats contain little friction/inertia manipulation machines which allows Noixez to control his acceleration, meaning he can be really fast and easily make hard turns. The cleats also boost speed.

 

Mouthguard is laced with drug that lowers reaction time to .09 seconds (it is scientifically impossible for the human body to go lower than .1).

 

The ring that creates a large area effect when it is hit by the football can be color customized and is launched from the arms using small slots in the armor. Uses the helmet to perfectly target the area Noixez wants it in and then all Noixez has to do is point his arm. The ball than expands and becomes large enough target to hit.

The helmet can remotly trigger any of the armor's power through Noixez's subconsioncus will so he doesn't even have to concentrate for the armor to do what he wants.

 

Armor can be sumoned with a select word phrase.

 

The armor is still able to summon Football clones but they are pretty weak in terms of defense. The projectors are in the shoulder pads.

 

The gloves are able to allow Noixez to coat himself in the same energy he coats the football for a bezerk charge.

 

 

[Luxlord]

Droxul suddenly vanished and appeared in Hollow Bastion.

 

"Woah, what!? What's going on?"

 

Suddenly, he heard a voice from behind him.

 

"Who's there!?" Droxul shouted.

 

Ooc: Someone please be the voice he heard. (Looks at Zexaeon... preferably)

[Phantom Roxas]

Saxor raised an eyebrow? "Old man? I'm a seventeen year-old's Crusader! I should kill you for being too stupid to realize that, but our numbers are important. Fine, if you don't wish to kill Axel, then you must eliminate either Demyx or Larxene.

[Tsuki ni Mau Majin]

"So you give me even more so, the young, over confident, and and brattiest of brats to deal with? I applaud your candor, but I'd rather you be off with my head," he spoke, kicking away and pacing his room. "Besides. I am of no necessity here am I? And just because you can wilfully change your appearance doesn't mean I can't see through to your true age, you old bat." Toying with his hair he placed a familiar knife to his own neck.

 

"So tell me, Boss man. How important are our numbers again? I'm nothing more than your motherly figure, and by all means, I'm not that important. Unless you see otherwise, I can bid myself good evening and meet my great other on the opposite side." The smell of blood was rather satisfying, as was the slow, agonizing death of an innocent. It was quite fulfilling.

[Zexaeon]

OoC: Lux, that's kinda random. What exactly are you trying to plot? o_O If you're a litte more specific on what you're trying to do, you're more likely to get help.

 

Kuchiki, I'm pretty sure Saxor is just as old as Roxas is. ^^; Also, why is Xias so... suicidal? xD

 

And Nex, the ball looks like a chrome, silvery object in the shape of a football. In the middle, it looks more like glass, and if one looks through the glass, they can see whirling white energy - this is super-condensed sound that is emitting so many internal Sonic Booms, it's entering a new wavelength, generating light, and is thus a kind of visible sound. This ball of energy is essentially the source of the weapons powers.

[Tsuki ni Mau Majin]

Xias is suicidal because he has no deemed purpose, and serving under a child no older than 17 is ridiculous, simply because "the child has power." It would be quite refreshing for a place of freedom. Especially after being tossed aside so often, as though he were the rag doll of redemption. So, I have my reasons as you can see. Playing a motherly character is rather difficult when I have to tolerate Noixez and Nexev alone; it's quite irritating. Unless it's problematic for the story, I'll continue.

[Zexaeon]

OoC: oh, no, not at all. I was just curious is all. ^^ But just so you know, he doesn't have to be motherly. Noixez just calls him Mommy as a goading nickname.

 

IC:

 

Seymour sat at the water's edge, looking out over the sea of the Islands calmly. Off in the distance, he could still see the lights of the Concert Hall, there several people must now have been swarming due to the reported murders. Really now, such sloppy work.

 

If it were him, he wouldn't have made such a huge fuss about it. This Coallition must have either been very inexperienced, or perhaps it was just comprised of idiots. Well, their significance would matter very little in due time.

 

Suddenly, the thought occured to him that he was bored. Yes, perhaps now was a time to have some fun of his own before wandering off to check the next location.

 

"I wonder... is the fabled Keyblade Wielder as mighty as they say?"

[Phantom Roxas]

A voiced boomed at Seymour, "He is not, Guado." The voice came from a man dressed in heavy, black armor with a purple trim and a blue cape.

 

He continued, "He can only defeat strong opponents with the help of his friends. Alone, he shall be easy prey. I shall let you fight him, but I will dispose of any assistance that comes to him."

[Zexaeon]

"Is that so?" the Guado replied, amused at his company's sudden appearance. "Well then, let us waste no time in putting him to the test then, shall we?"

 

Standing, he made a show of dusting himself of the sand before turning to face the Main Island, lifting himself to levitate back across the water's surface. Sure, he could have simply opened a gateway, but what fun was there in rushing here and there? He would approach this leisurely.

 

It didn't take long, despite that, to actually arrive. And, as luck would have it, he could already see Sora. The brat seemed to have just left the Concert Hall, apparently having answered some questions, and was heading down the main road with his companions in towe. Seymour knew it had been a good idea to head toward the hall.

 

"Good evening." he called graciously as he stepped across the beach toward the road, hailing Sora from afar.

[Tsuki ni Mau Majin]

"It seems you're unable to answer. Predictable. In fact, because I do know you'll only complain more, I'm going to do as you ask. And when Sora kills me, you'll have nothing to regret," Xias said matter-of-factly. Stepping inside his own dark, blueish-purple gateway, he vanished, reappearing moments later on the dark beach, it was cloaked by the cold blue moon, filling him with anxiety and power.

 

A trill escaped him. The concert hall could be seen off in the distance, and up the road approached a boy. Now, he would wait, leaning calmly against a tree as the wind blew through his hair. "I sure wish he would walk faster."

[Skuldur]

OOC: Who is Xias waiting for? Axel?