Organization XIII: The Gloves Are Off

[GnomesAteMyCake]

Name: Luxord

Age: 32

Number: X

Title: “The Gambler of Fate.”

Weapon: Fair Game- A deck of cards able to change size and have great power within.

Powers/Abilities: Manipulating Time.

Appearance:


Luxord slightly taller than what is considered average, standing at 5’10, scrapping 5’11 on good days. His build is rather stocky, but is not out of proportion of his height. His hair is naturally platinum-blond and cut short, with slight sideburns (Though certainly not as impressive as his old colleague, Xaldin…) His eyes are a bright, frigid blue, and coupled with his well kept goatee and moustache, Luxord gives off an air of great sophistication. He has five piercings in his left ear; four studs running up his ear and the insignia of the Nobodies hanging from his earlobe after all this time…for sentimental reasons.
These days, Luxord wears well-fitted black jeans and shirts of pale colours, which are always untucked. He wears a black waistcoat over this with four cards (the aces of Hearts, Clubs, Spades and Diamonds) stitched onto the right breast with golden thread, and a pocket-watch chain hangs from a pocket on the left. A leather belt is slung around his waist with a small pouch for his deck.

Personality: Luxord is man of games and luck, and always will be; expect card game-related puns around him, should he be in the joking mood, which could be considered rare. Regardless of the odds, he is able to turn any competition into a gamble, whether it be a simple game or a battle.
Luxord also possesses a vast vocabulary, and often uses large words in conversation, as well as using rhetorical questions to baffle and confuse friends and foe alike.

History: After the whole affair at the Organization, Luxord felt it was time to get out before everyone was terminated for subordination. Less than an hour after the fight, Luxord slipped from the castle and never looked back. Still unsure of the world he is in (he has heard people refer to the city he is currently hiding in as ‘Vegas’), Luxord does his best to blend in with the locals. Using his talent with cards, he tricked many innocent bystanders out of money and possessions until he was spotted and offered a permanent job at a ‘Casino’. Considered the fastest hand in the city, Luxord has found himself to be extremely popular with many a lady…and some men, although he‘s never shown any interest. He now lives in a modest apartment (painted white for nostalgic reasons) with all the money he could ever wish for.

Extra: Despite all the humans around him speaking in the same way as many of his old colleagues, Luxord still has a perfect British accent.

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Name: Xion

Age: 17

Number: No number

Title: No title.

Weapon: Xion was not granted a weapon by the Organization.

Powers/Abilities: Limited control over light. Her power becomes more and more eratic and uncontrollable the closer she gets to Sora.

Appearance:


Xion stands at 5’6 with raven-black hair cropped into uneven layers. Her face and body-shape is strikingly similar to Kairi and Namine, but that is where the similarities end. Whereas Kairi (and Namine, to some extent), appears to be happy most of the time, Xion is a lot more reserved, which shows in her stance and facial expression. Although not miserable, Xion’s eyes never sparkle, and she walks as if carrying a large load. The only time she is happy is when she is with Axel and Roxas.
(BRI: I have spoken to Allie about this already, but Axel and Roxas are Xion’s best friends. PLEASE BE NICE TO HER, KAY? FOR ME? -Lip quiver-)
Xion wears knee-length black shorts and an indigo tank-top over a tight black t-shirt. Black fingerless gloves with indigo ribbon-lacing up the sides reach up to her elbows, and she has black lace-up shoes on her feet. A pink-tinged seashell hangs from a cord around her neck, and a shell-bracelet is around her left wrist. She channels her light powers through a thin ring on the same hand; a small silver band with a black chip of obsidian set into it.

Personality: Xion is quiet and reflective, and prone to asking questions. Not the most forthcoming person, she dances around problems rather than to face them head-on, although when pressed for answers, she will do whatever it takes to get the answers. Eager to please, Xion can sometimes be a bit overbearing, but it isn’t something that happens often. When with Axel and Roxas, she tends to open up more and act more like the teenage girl she is programmed to be.

History: Created by Xemnas in the final weeks of the fighting at Castle Oblivion in a stitch attempt to have at least one Keyblade bearer alive (since both Sora and Roxas were at the castle during the fight), Xion was quickly abandoned when Xemnas lost it all. Confused and alone, she wandered the darkness between worlds before she stumbled onto Roxas and Axel making their own escape and followed them. Luckily, they accepted her and left her to her own devices most of the time, and after a couple of months, she’d learnt enough from them (talking, socialising, etc), to be able to go out into the world. Sensing her two friends wanting their privacy, Xion relocated to her own place near to them, but far enough away so that she wouldn’t be a bother. She takes classes through the internet so she doesn’t have to leave her home, and works in a small café on the weekends.

Extra: Xion is a talented cook, and enjoys baking cookies with Roxas.
(Yay for inside jokes! ^^)

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Name: Reno Sinclair

Age: 24

Weapon: Nightstick Taser - A big ol’ stick with a shocker on the end.

Powers/Abilities: “ The power to blow your mind with my looks, yo.” Also, he’s been known to be pretty quick and agile.

Appearance:

Hi, Alli here- I have a little gift for you hardcore Reno lovers! AN EXTRA PICTURE!
You know, so we can visualize the upcoming scenes ^-^ With love, alli ~~

Reno stands at a clean 6’0, and is rather lanky and thin. His unruly red hair (which he swears down is natural) is tied back into a ponytail, although it is very untidy and a lot of it escapes and falls around his face. A pair of goggles sit on his forehead and he has two tattoos under his dark brown eyes, which are curling red lines.
Reno is always dressed for work; dark blue dress trousers, with an untucked white shirt and a dark unbuttoned jacket over the top. His baton is pushed through a loop in his belt, and he never goes anywhere without it. You know, just in case.

Personality: Reno is a cocky individual and thinks that he’s god’s gift to men and women... mainly men. Reno is very lazy, and as such doesn’t get a lot of work done, although he’s kept in employment due to his fighting abilities and the fact that he knows the current whereabouts of a certain female Nobody who Shinra once employed…except no-one’s convinced him to release said information yet. Reno has also been known to harbour perverted thoughts, and doesn’t think twice about expressing them…or any other thought he has, in fact.

History: After the brief appearance of his old colleague Debina (was that Bexdian’s Somebodies name? I forget.), life went on pretty much the same at the Shinra company; Reno ate, Reno slept, Reno flew expensive helicopters into mountains and had to pay for them…the usual. It took a year for the news that there were other worlds besides the one that he lived on to reach Reno, and since then he’s been using his spare time to investigate how many worlds there are, and better yet, how to get to them. After another six months, he noticed a simple world, Earth, which had limited intelligence and even more limited magic and weaponry. Ever since, he’s been looking through everything to do with earth, and has been putting payments on one of the newly created spaceships so he can get out there and investigate them himself.

Extra: Reno has an annoying habit of putting ‘Yo,’ onto the ends of most of his sentences. He says it makes him sound distinguished, yo.

(Let the Roxas-Axel-Reno love triangle commence!)

[Bryden]

Name: Namine
Age: 17
Number: N/A
Title: N/A
Weapon: Sketchbook, if you count that, though it's really only a theoretical weapon. no good in an emergency. Unless, ya know, she hit you upside the head with it or somethin'...
Powers/Abilities: Namine is the memory witch. She can alter people's memories through the power of her drawings.
Appearance:
Tiny, totally dwarfed by the majority of Organization members, and delicately proportioned. She has a slim figure with small hands and an overall fragile appearance to her. Not unlike a china doll. Her favorite color is white- that promising tone of a page just waiting to be filled with beautiful pictures- and this shows in her clothing. She is silvery blonde and blue-eyed. Even now that's she's grown older, she still retains a slightly childlike appearance.
Personality: Quiet, shy, and just about the nicest girl you could ever hope to meet. Namine wouldn't hurt a fly. She loves art and drawing, and she is content to spend hours doodling with crayons. It's pretty much impossible not to like her. About as impossible as it is to get her to really open up to you. She's willing to risk her own life to help others but, not being particularly capable of defending herself, this can get her into great deals of trouble.
History: She came from the darkness, like all nobodies. And she was found, like many of them, but the Organization. But she was never offered a choice about joining or assisting them. She was as good as kidnapped, taken while she was new and confused, by the Graceful Assassin. He, along with the Savage Nymph and the Flurry of dancing Flames, kept her imprisoned in Castle Oblivion. She was forced to ruin Sora's memories.
She escaped when Axel inexplicably (to her, who did not know the politics of the Organization) released her. She was able to give Sora his memories back.
And directly after she was taken away again, this time by DiZ and Riku. She did her best to help them (because she had no choice) as well as Roxas (because she felt bad for him).
Eventually she managed to get away from all of them, and has hidden herself away in Twilight town, where she's been keeping to herself, drawing, for the past couple of years. She has no friends, and indeed, has not seen nor heard of anything or anyone in the Organization since she ran away, though she does often wonder how Roxas and Axel- the only ones who bothered to be kind to her- are doing.
Extra: Her memory power actually makes her incredibly dangerous, as she can fuck you up for life if she wants to. Good thing she's too nice to use her powers unless someone forces her to. which happens disconcertingly often...

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Name: Vexen
Age: 48
Number: IV
Title: "The Chilly Academic"
Weapon: "Frozen Pride"- his beloved giant shield
Powers/Abilities: With control over ice, Vexen is gonna freeze you where you stand. Ice bolts, shards, freezing a person solid... yup, it's all there. Furthermore, he can whial on you with that shield. They call him weak, but don't mess.
Appearance:
I know just what you're thinking- my, he looks like a sane and reasonable individual! Vexen has one eyes lightly larger then the other- both potion green- is paler then the ghost of an albino vampire, and has greasy, lank blonde hair. He is given to goggles (for lab safety!) and lab coats. He is very tall, and the lines of age are starting to show on him.
Personality: What's a good word for Vexen? Umm.. crazy? "Half-baked" is another excellent term. Vexen is just a little bit... off. There's something creepy and mis-matched about him. Maybe it's from inhaling a few too many fumes, maybe he was just made that way. Whatever it is, Vexen is creepy as he is crazy. Everyone is just a subject in a giant experiment to him. He's a brilliant man- but still. Ech.
History: He was one of the original members of the Organization, having served as one of the lab assistants in his "Somebody" days. He was glad to put all that behind him, and flung himself into his work after losing his heart. He was always an odd one, and perhaps this is why he never got any respect from the other members. Larxene and Marluxia, in particular, were rude little brats to him. They even tried to kill him! HIM! A high-ranking member! Brats.
He was not displeased by the disbanding of the group, as it allowed him to settle down into the quiet life. (Ok, well, quit-ish. The explosions seen and heard blowing out his windows and shaking the foundations of his house don't count.) Over time, Vexen has only got more eccentric and more unbalanced.
Extra: He is much more dangerous now then he ever was in the Organization but for entirely different reasons. He used to be merely weird. Now, there is a definite hint of madness about him. Who knows what he might do?

[Fallendire]

Name: Axel

Age: approximately 21

Number: VIII

Title: The Flurry of Dancing Flames

Powers/Abilities: Power over fire, heat, and combustion.

Weapon: Two 8-pointed Chakram; can be used as a ranged weapon, and always return when thrown.

Appearance:
Axel is tall and alarmingly thin, with a lanky frame. He's handsome, as well: oblique, kohl-lined eyes in a striking shade of green, sharp, angular features, and small inverted violet teardrops tattooed on his cheekbones make him hard to forget, or at least unique enough to turn heads. His most prominent, distinctive feature besides his build is his hair. He has a very prominent widow's peak, and his hair is bright, flaming red, set in gravity defying spikes.
Axel attempts to dress in a manner that makes him look "cool" - things like t-shirts touting bands he's never heard of, bottlecap belts, fingerless gloves, etc. It really just pegs him as a huge poser.

Personality: Axel is at once the most endearing and the most repulsive person in existence. He is, to put it bluntly, a total jackass. To him, morality is something that is "flexible," and he bends or molds it to his convenience. He is a pathological liar and a remorseless traitor. However, he's also charming, funny, and surprisingly complex. If he ever truly befriends someone, he is unfailingly loyal, but he fakes so many relationships that it's impossible to tell which ones are real.

History: Following the Orgy's downfall, Axel holed up in Hollow Bastion in a small, cozy flat with Roxas. He now works odd jobs - a bit of modeling, street performance and grandstanding (fire eating!), selling sea-salt ice cream, and working inventory for a nearby Moogle synhesis shop, to name a few. Still, it doesn't make much Munny, and he wishes he could give Roxas a higher standard of living.

[Shorik]

Name: "Shadow"
Age: Appears 19
Number: N/A
Title:N/A
Weapon: Dual Swords
Powers/Abilities: Shadow has no specific powers, though he is very skilled in combat.
Appearance: Shadow stands at 5'11" with an average build. He has short, spiky blue hair, and matching blue eyes. For clothing, Shadow tends to wear a set of navy blue cargo pants, white runners, and a black T-shirt. He also has a black leather belt around his waist, a plain silver ring, and a silver pendant in the shape of a sword.
Personality: Shadow is a calm person, rarely bursting out with emotion (fake or not). He can easily appear laidback to others, though do not let this apperance fool you. There is just about always something going on within Shadow's head.
History: Two years ago, Shadow awoke in a back alley in Twilight Town. He had next to no memories of his true self. Even his true name was unknown to him. He adjusted to a life in Twilight Town, doing oddjobs for money, while regularily participating in Struggle tournaments. He easily took the title of Champion from the cakewalk that was Setzer. Afterwards, other Sturggle competitors would come to him seeking to learn his techniques. Shadow would teach what he could to them, but none of them could beat him.

Despite leading a fairly decent life in Twilight Town, Shadow has more and more often found himself wondering about his past life, and what other worlds may lie out beyond Twilight Town. If the chance to find the answers to either of those questions comes up, Shadow will jump for it.
Extra: Shadow took on his name as a reflection of his memories and his surroundings at the time of his awakening: Shadows. No detail, no light.

On another note, he has a notable technique known as the "Taunt" where he will force his opponent into foolishly wasting their energy into unrefined, berserker strikes before taking advantage of their weakness and then unleashes his strength in a barrage of percise strikes.

[Allison]

Don't eat my face. Its pretty.
Danke.

Name: Roxas
Age: Legal- So around 18, right with Sora.
Number: 13, XIII, Thirteen, xiii, however you put it.
Title: Emo little sonofa- I mean, Key Of Destiny
Weapon: Keyblade- Kingdom Key, usually, but when he taps into the power, it transforms into Oblivion and Oathkeeper.
Powers/Abilities: Power over Sora and His own heart, all that silly stuff about the door to light, and any basic magiks.
Appearance:
( - Hands you tissue for nose bleed - )
As Sora's nobody, Roxas's features closely resemble his, including his enthralling bright blue eyes, body build, and spiky hair. Roxas is about the same height as Sora- Which isn't saying much, as Sora hits around 5'6. Another subtle separation is the fact that Roxas is somewhat more pale than Sora, and Roxas' hair is a honey blonde color. His hair style also separates them, as the front concentrates the spikes on the right side of his head as if windswept, and the back is smoother and more flaky.
Roxas dresses in a way he finds comfortable- Nothing showy, nothing abnormal, and nothing showing off his sexuality. He's pretty modest [Unless you catch him behind closed doors with Axel, and then its a different story...] in a manner of speaking, and he doesn't liek to be 'flashy'. Just Jeans, a t-shirt, and a hoodie, usually. His favorite outfit is definitely the one he used to wear most of the time in Twilight town, which he wears out every so often. His key piece, however, is his X necklace, which people always seemed to think was a zipper pull. Its always close to his heart, and it reminds him of better times, before all of the mess with the Organization. Roxas also held on to his Organization coat, although he despises it, he wears it when its raining.

Personality: Roxas, unlike most nobodies, feels emotion. And not the simple happy, sad, angry, ect- All nobodies feel that. But Roxas can feel complexly, like remorse and true fear and true love. Its not t say that nobodies can't feel these, but his range of them are almost haunting- And feeling extreme emotions almost 100% of the time hurts him horribly. Other than the emotions part, Roxas is generally sad about something. Its not like he goes out of his way to find something to be upset about, or somehow to be a pessimist, but its generally that it takes a lot to make him happy. He has a very small patience for Axel when he acts up, and is usually embarrassed by his stupid clothing and his 'hipster' style. He also is violently protective of Axel, and loves him with every piece of his angst-y emotion. He also shares a close bond with Xion, who he considers his best friend. Roxas, like Sora, has very little patience for people who they think are trying to confuse them or play tricks on them, and they usually have small to upscale outburst of negative emotion towards them that include but not limited to ; periods of yelling, screaming, hitting people with keyblades, hitting people with keyblades only to find out they are pixels, attacking your other half's boyfriend, and senselessly destroying fancy computer equipment. Which also shows how much more aggressive and prone to anger Roxas is than Sora- But they do share the same things. They love their friends and care about them deeply, and they both have moments where they are really, genuinely happy. As well, Roxas is noted to be the smarter half of Sora.
But truly, Roxas wants to be a normal teenager, doing normal things, with his boyfriend. He is very content just playing 'house' with Axel, and being around for him. Although most of the time he wishes he could forget the Organization and go back to Twilight Town, he would never, ever give up his friends.

History: Roxas has been living the quiet life with Axel for a few years now, in a tiny little flat somewhere in Hollow Bastion. He doesn't care about Axels lack of money and endless hours of work, he's jut happy to have him. He doesn't care if they were in a cardboard box out in the Pridelands, so long as he had Axel- alive- right there next to him. But he's kept in touch with Xion, and he himself has done a little work with letter delivering, and a few jobs he's done with Axel, but its not really his forte. Roxas has also kept in touch with his good friend Namine.

Extra: For all the love in Axel and Roxas' relationship, Roxas is un-trusting of Axel to say the least. If he comes home a second late or has something on his face or is acting strange, Roxas accuses him of cheating on him with someone. This usually ends with Roxas crying and running off for a few hours, then coming back only wanting Axel's love.


Name: Sora
Age: 18- he ages, and so does Roxas.
Number: NUMBERS ARE FOR ORGANIZATION MEMBERS >:B
Title: TITLES ARE FOR ORGANIZATION MEMBERS. -KILLS THEM-
Weapon: Keyblade, which he has various of that he interchanges.
Powers/Abilities: As the master of the keyblade and the opener of the door to light, Sora has loads of potential power, its just that he's not serious enough to tap into it.
Appearance:
Sora looks exactly like Roxas. Or, Roxas looks exactly like Sora. He is thin, lanky, and not muscular looking what so ever, even after his years of killing heartless and baddies. His hair is caramel colored, although when he was younger it was a dark brown, and his skin is tanned from living on Destiny Islands most of his life. His face looks innocent and sweet, and his hair has a similar spike as Roxas', although it is different. Pretty much embodying the stereotypical teenage boy, Sora's posture is slightly slouched and he always does that thing where he puts his arms behind his head and leans back way too far. Unfortunately, Sora is very short, making the whole ' saver of worlds ' thing a little less serious. But there seems to be a permanent grin on Sora's face, and his emotions reflect that.
Sora's fashion sense never changes. Where he always prefers his strappy, baggy shorts and his confusing ensembles with jackets and way too much color, he will grudgingly change into a t-shirt and pants or his school uniform if needed. Like Roxas, he has one accessory that always stays on- His necklace. Its the shape of a flat, three-pronged crown.

Personality: Sora has a typical brave and heroic personality, meaning he'll willingly risk his life, even for people he doesn't even know yet. He's extremely loyal to his friends, and has shown to be extremely forgiving to Riku, even after the attempts on his life. Sora, if he had a word of wisdom to everyone he met that he lived by, it would be "stay happy!" and he'd show a goofy smile. Thats just the kind of person he is. Horribly optimistic and nice to everyone, Sora is a shining light of sweetness. Sora also is very innocent, and thats what sustains the light that is inside of him. Although he is haunted by what happened in Castle Oblivion and the thought of never seeing Riku or Kairi or Namine again, he is always, always genuinely happy.
The rare occasions when he is un-happy, however, its not for long, because his mood switches to energetic at the thought of ridding the world of another evil, and to be helping someone out there. Usually acting on a whim and trusting everyone around him, Sora gives second chances to people. Sora always wanted to be a normal kid, but he also loves adventures and can never sit still for too long.

History: Sora is still crusading around to find his friend Kairi, and his best good friend [Forrest Gump reference!] Riku, who he feels abnormal emotions for. He has been literally everywhere, but this time his journey has lead him to Earth, a little world somewhere so out of touch and forgotten, but seeming to be a 'hot spot' now for changing people from different Galaxies around them. And though he hasn't found anyone yet, he is still holds hope that he'll find someone. Kairi, Riku, or Namine.

[Eva]

Name: Shandala
Age: Well, she looks to be in her 20s, but is much older than that.
Number: N/A
Title: N/A
Weapon: She has a sword that is almost completely useless in battle due to her own lack of training. The sword itself is okay, with a single magical spell on it that allows it to fling thunder, but she's really, really terrible at using it. Besides that, Shandala does carry an enchanted mirror that acts as a 'shield' against magic. It is about as useful as a regular mirror against physical attacks.
Powers/Abilities: Shandala may not be a great fighter, but she does possess an Eye of Knowing, which allows her a 360 degree range of vision. She is also an Empath, and is able to feel the emotions of anyone she chooses. This is both a useful tool and a terrible burden, since sometimes she gets overwhelmed by the emotions of others and cannot break free.
Appearance:
Shandala can be described as 'beautiful'. But she really doesn't care too much about that. She stands at 5'8 and has tanned-ish skin from her wandering. Her hair, which is blonde, reaches her shoulders and is styled in a way that she rather likes. She's athletic, although if you asked her to jump really high, she wouldn't be able to do it. For clothes, Shandala just wears what she can get her hands on. As long as it isn't uncomfortable, of course. Overall, Shandala fits rather well as a 'science chick'.
Personality: Shandala is an understanding person who wants to do whatever she can to ease the pain of others.
She is also arrogant, haughty, and completely self-absorbed.
Shandala believes that she is quite a bit more intelligent than everyone around her, which, while not entirely untrue, is not a nice thing to go around saying to everyone you meet. Shandala refuses to back down from her belief that, yes, she is the one who can figure out everything and fix it all. The concept of being 'wrong' is entirely foreign to her, and trying to correct her usually results in being ignored.
Besides that, though, she's a charming person! Really!
History: Shandala's world was a giant library.
No, really.
The world, known as 'Corona', is filled with people of well-beyond genius intelligent known as the Empaths. Because their world is full of knowledge from all other worlds, all Empaths know about the nature of them. However, they're all too arrogant to 'lower' themselves to visit these places, so they're shut off from them physically.
Shandala's parents, though, were just arrogant enough to believe that, if they went to another planet, it would be a blessing beyond that which anyone could top. So of course they decided to do it. However, there was a slight problem. They went to a world that was in the process of being ravaged by the Heartless. If one were not an Empath, they would have gotten back on their ship and flew off.
But they were Empaths. They were overwhelmed by the feeling of despair and destruction and were promptly rendered useless. Except Shandala, who was too young to feel the full effect. So, being the logical, infallible creature she was, she hopped right back on her ship and left her parents there.
Delightful.
She returned to Corona and decided to do some heavy studying on these creatures that destroyed that world. There was hardly anything there, which is strange, since everything that has ever been printed spawned a copy on Corona. All she found were some notes that an old man had written. So, Shandala took her ship, and left Corona to find out more.
That was...QUITE a long time ago. In fact, Shandala is sure that the world that was destroyed was the first one that the Heartless had ever destroyed.

Interesting.

Extra:

[Aubs]

Name: Demyx.
Age: 20.
Number: IX.
Title: “The Melodious Nocturne.”
Weapon: “Arpeggio”- his beautifully crafted, blue sitar.
Powers:/Abilities: Not much of a fighter, Demyx is able to manipulate water with the strum of his sitar. Different attacks with water such as dangerously intimidating waves, suffocating bubbles, and creating water forms. By creating cloned doppelgangers of himself through water, Dem controls them to attack when he himself does not want to. There are times when he does swing the largely sized instrument, but that is hardly common. He hates to fight, but is far from a weakling when he does battle.

Appearance: Dem is and has always been a twink. There’s hardly a smidge of muscle on his rather lanky frame and there doesn’t seem to any going to be there in the future. As he doesn’t exercise much, the muscle he has now is from having to use strength in odd jobs he’s found over the years. In addition to being skinny, Demyx is quite tall as well. He stands at a height of five feet, eleven inches. His facial features make him appear much younger than what he actually is and that pleases him. He doesn’t have much of a masculine appearance, but he is content with that fact. His eyes are almond shaped and are a very beautiful crystal blue with green undertones. They’re constantly dazzling. In addition to great eyes, Demyx has one of the best smiles you’ll ever see. The one thing that sticks out about him over every part of his body would be his magnificent blond mullet. Over the years, it had grown more and is a bit more untamed than when he was younger. In addition to the longer hair, including bangs, Dem has a tad bit of scruff on his chin. He however still pretty much looks the same from two years before. He hasn’t aged a day.

Personality: Demyx in very few words is laidback. He has a very carefree attitude that either pleases or angers people. He enjoys the brighter side of life, such as having fun, hanging out, and just having a great time. He’s pretty dimwitted, with a mind that is rambling as much as he himself does. He’s also bound to not only spout out random things, but do random things as well. One large aspect of his life is music. Without it, he feels that he’d be nothing. He is exceptionally creative in not only music, but many aspects of the arts in a whole. A well known trait he has, but is quick to dispute, is his laziness. If Dem doesn’t want to do something, he moans, groans, and complains about it until it’s eventually done. There’s not one moment he just flat out does something he doesn’t want to without grunting complaints. He is also a big coward. He lacks a large amount of courage and is known to run from many of his battles. He just can’t seem to get it together. He lets fear control him during moments he is unable to be brave. It seems as though Demy doesn’t have a dark side to him, but this is untrue. Many people are unaware of just how serious he can be. In a way, he is one of the most unpredictable members of the Organization as many see him as just being lazy, clumsy oaf.

History: Since the disbandment of the Organization, Demyx has not only parted ways with the group, but he had decided to stop communicating with many of his counterparts. His relationship with many of the members is currently strained and he doesn’t plan on changing that. He is no longer in contact with many of them, the exception being Nexissa [as the two are currently living together] and Xigbar [before his strange disappearance which I will explain more in the rpg]. He has now came to the realization that many of his associates thought very little of him and he would prefer not to talk to them again [he never noticed how badly talked about he was until after the disbandment], although Issa wants differently. Issa and Dem have been living together on and off in different worlds. As of now, they’re in Wonderland, but they’ve lived in Atlantica, French Quarter [a world I made up based on The Princess and the frog. Bex would love it], Oakey Oaks [based on Chicken Little. They of course were transformed into little animals], Twilight Town, and a few other worlds for the past two years. Their relationship is on and off with no intentions of really sealing the deal. They have however stayed together for mostly the reassurance of knowing another person is there for them. Demyx has gained the opportunity to work more on his music for the past two years. He’s wanted to create a band, but he has met no one who meets up to his standards of a great musician.

Extra: Has updated his gameboy for Nintendo DS [with batteries this time!] and still has his assortment of rubber ducks. He is still very fond of game shows, comic books, and pizza. Although he’s matured a lot over the two years, thanks to the help of Nexissa, he still is immature at heart. Many are quite surprised ‘til this day to find that he is attracted to both men and women [more particularly the woman part], although at the end of the day, Issa has the spot of being his number one.

[kipponoui]

Name: X
Age: 5 years [Does a Nobody’s age remain the same as their Somebody’s? Or does it start from 0 as soon as they’re created?]
Weapon: Whatever her body concots
Powers/Abilities: Her body can produce various types of toxins and antidotes, per her desire. She does not, however, carry a physical weapon.

Appearance:

After her escape from Castle Oblivion, X decided to use her abilities to manipulate her genetics. She decided upon blond hair, after going through the entire rainbow, and frequently leaves it down. Her eyes, however, remained the same—a soft gold. She stands at a decent height of five-foot-eight, with the beautiful hourglass figure that so many girls strive for. After experiencing Earth, she may have enhanced her figure slightly—but it’s still 100% natural, rest assured. She’s taken a strong liking to tees, primarily of the baby or baseball cut; her favorite shirt is one she found online, an old police box surrounded by four angels. She’s also taken a strong liking to jeans that have flare (her favorite being a pair of love-story bell bottoms she found at a garage sale).

Personality: X is an inquisitive self-sufficient; there’s really no other way to describe her. She takes joy in learning, even if it causes a great deal of harm to others; this is not, however, her fault. Being raised as a ‘lab rat’ herself, X shows no emotional recognition of others’ reactions. Rather, she views these as an effect—feedback, if you will—of whatever the current experiment happens to be. Pain is a sign of rapid neural transmission in response to stress placed on a body; too much pain, and the body will begin to shut down as a last act of self-preservation. Love is not of the ‘heart’’; it is simply a strong chemical reaction in the brain in response to the chemical exposition of another being.
More than anything, however, X lives for the moment. Her years of captivity have given her true appreciation of liberty. She refuses to allow anyone to take liberty from her, even in the slightest; this has gotten her in trouble with the law a few times (though nothing of national importance), but her ability to ‘seduce’ via controlled pheromones has easily rescued her.

History: [Can I leave the beginning blank here, Bri? It would be so much more exciting to reveal it IC. x3]
X was held captive by Marluxia for the first 3 years of her life, and was used as one of his most prized experiments. She knew only the 6 spotless white walls that contained her; however, she couldn’t complain. She never went hungry, nor tired, nor bored; for all she knew, she was living the good life in this world.
Her curiosity, however, proved too much for her; she escaped just prior to Marluxia’s downfall at the hands of that bitch, Bexdian. She quickly found herself on Earth, in a place referred to as ‘Canada’. She fell in love with the local customs, quickly picking up French as a second language. She lived off of a constant income—not her income, but those men would never miss their wallets. She even made it to a local college, though she chose to primarily expand her knowledge independently.

Extra: After a very extensive study on biology, granted as a generous donation from an unknowing victim, X is able to use her venoms on a microcellular level; she is even able to manipulate DNA, to a degree.

[kipponoui]

Name: Riku
Age: well, he’s about a year older than Sora, so 19
Weapon: Way to the Dawn (though he continues referring to it as ‘Soul Eater’)
Powers/Abilities: Riku is very skilled at both weapon-based melee and hand-to-hand combat. He has some basic magic, such as Dark Aura (which rapidly fires Dark Firaga); Dark Aura (which creates a shield of darkness); and Dark Form. In his Dark Form, Riku changes over and utilizes only the power of darkness--his dark-based powers increase and his weapon reverts to Soul Eater, though his light-based powers decrease dramatically). He’s also one of three Keyblade-wielders known to be able to dual-wield, though apparently this ability may be handed out like candy. He’s also demonstrated the ability to duplicate Soul Eater and modify it.

Appearance:

After the wound on his wrist healed, Riku realized that his outfit was way too revealing and grew quite cold at times. Because the full-length black cloak was so much more subtle and practical, Riku has gone back to using that; as a bonus, it shows off his beautiful silver hair and wonderfully built body.
When he goes into Dark Form, Riku’s cloak molds itself to Riku’s body, taking on the appearance of a sheet of black and blue muscle. He also gains a fine white-grass skirt, which wraps around his waist with the aid of a large belt. Large purple boots also form, in comparison to the simple black ones he usually wears. As well, his aqua eyes turn gold, something that remained with him following his reversion from Xehanort’s Heartless. On his chest sprouts a large symbol of the Heartless, empowering his Dark Form.


Personality: Riku is and always has been an adventurer. That was, after all, his main purpose behind turning Destiny Islands over to the Heartless—he was promised that he would travel the worlds. He was then tainted by the darkness, and led to utter emo-land. Despite his competitiveness, though, he has an outstanding loyalty to his friend Sora, even turning himself completely over to the darkness to save said friend.
In further regards to his best friend, he and Sora have a very…. deep relationship. Although there were other people on the island he was raised on, he can really only remember Kairi and Sora (and in all honesty, he finds the former to be slightly annoying. Stealing his best friend’s attention and all.)

History: After winding up back in Destiny Islands (which, after that whole adventure, turned out to be not so bad), Riku and Sora greatly enjoyed their first night of being reunited. Kairi would’ve been there, too, but she’s a bitch. For a short while, they enjoyed each other’s company and friendship all day and all night, the whole time ignoring Kairi, who’s a bitch. They were joined at the hip—until Riku began to get restless again, longing for the days of adventure once more. Without saying a word to anyone about his plans, he snuck away while Sora slept (again, Kairi wasn’t there, because no one wants to hang out around a bitch) and took off across the cosmos.

Extra: Go here if you want further information, though I’ll warn you right now it’s a boatload of Spoilers in that wiki. Also, trying to turn Riku’s character and history and abilities into coherence hurt. Just so you all know what I go through for yao—you guys.
kingdomhearts.wikia.com/wiki/Riku

[Eva]

I forgot some of Issa's stuff, but I've appropriated as much as I recall.

Name: Nexissa
Age: Close to 30.
Number: Formerly XV.
Title: The Intangible Archer.
Weapon: Her trusty bow, Miffuele. It's metallic, and not only does it shoot well, but it's serviceable for whacking people about the head.
Aaaand there's something she picked up in the French Quarter. It's a boomstick. For those days where an arrow just doesn't look right. But Issa is ALWAYS a long-range girl.
Powers/Abilities: Nexissa's 'element' is weather. It's not as impressive as it sounds, really. Mostly she just messes around with her environments to augment her archery skills, such as toning down winds or kicking up some cover. For the most part, Issa relies on her significant archery skills. The woman can do things with arrows that simply must be seen to be believed.

Appearance:

Issa is certainly not ugly. She has a strong, determined face that matches her personality. Her jaw is prominent and almost square-shaped, and her nose is almost constantly flared. She has dark blue eyes, one of the few significant changes she has undergone in the past few years. R

Personality:
History: (for new characters, give background; for returning chars, tell us what they've been up to in the 2 years since BTH.)
Extra:


[Unfinished, I intend to finish it later. JUST LETTING YOU KNOW THAT IT'S BEING WRITTEN LULZ]

[Fallendire]

A N N O U N C E M E N T!

Alrighty, guys. OXIII is . . . kind of a trainwreck.

So here's what I'm gonna do. We're keeping these bios, but in two weeks, I'm going to restart the RP. This time around, I'm going to give a bit more solidity to the plot. I'll PM each of you about what I'd like your role to be.

To those of you who have chosen major characters and have not been participating actively - you know who you are - please consider giving the character to someone who can post regularly, or make yourself someone who can post regularly. I want to be able to move this, guys.

Let's try it again!