zexion/ienzo

Splendid plopped down next to Flippy, crossing his legs Indian style, still smiling. It occurred to him in the back of his mind that he hadn't really known what to say to this green-haired teen. He just wanted to come over to say hi to him. So he did. "Hiya." He looked around, thinking to himself, noticing that Flippy's eyes were shut tightly. He thought harder. "Did you see? I saved Giggles from dying." Despite that not being the entire truth he said it with absolute pride because as far as he knew he had saved Giggles.

"No problem Cuddles~" Splendid stated, giving a quick wink and a cute salute before walking away with a happy jump in his step. He had saved yet another citizen from impending doom and that made him feel accomplished. As he fell into a happy pace he peeked one eye open, taking in his surroundings. It was then he noticed Flippy sitting alone in the park, leaning against a tree. Splendid frowned. He looked so...lonely. The blue haired teen gave a smile, changing his direction to the isolated teen. He was unaware of how he started floating. "Hey, hey you!"

Splendid, seemingly oblivious to the two sharp bones protruding from Giggles chest, figured her gasps and terrified glint in her eyes was simply because she was still shaken from the fall so he flew upwards to the ledge of the cliff where Cuddles was waiting anxiously and placed Giggles twitching body onto the ground, proud of saving another victim. "Saving". "There we go, it's all good now, I got her." Splendid stated proudly, puffing out his chest.

((But Splendid can :DDD)) Splendid's ears perked up as a familiar high pitched scream reached him and he glanced around, looking to find the source. He found that just a few meters away from his position he turned around in time to see Giggles stumble off the back of a cliff, Cuddles watching in horror. Narrowing his blue eyes he ran in that direction, zooming past the blond haired boy who was rooted to the spot in horror and leapt of the ledge. As his flying kicked in he managed to speed up to Giggles, pink hair flying in the air around her. Splendid reached forward and pulled Giggles up to his chest managing to save her before she fell to her doom. He flashes a smile, hovering as he held her trembling form. "You okay?"

Splendid hummed lightly under his breath as he observed his surrounding area with content. There was no crime activity today, no sudden deaths that had to be observed, nothing out of the ordinary. Splendid was happy to say that for once he was having a normal day outside of his usual "save the world and accidentally kill everybody" routine. No danger meant no lives to be lost on his behalf. And that fact in I itself made today quite pleasant as he wandered about, waving here and there to a few of the other aquaintences he recognized up an about. "Such a good day..." ((PFFT, I fail.))

((Lol, that was oddly honest of Kida.)) "Of course I...could forgive you." Mikado replie quickly, covering up his slight unforgiving feelings for Kida at the moment. After all, the blond needed him to be supportive, not a dick. He could spare hiding his emotions a bit longer. "I'd love to see you back in Ikebukuro. I--...Anti and I seriously miss you."

Well Mikado hadn't been expecting that and, frankly, he didn't know what reaction he should give. Part of him was sympathetic that Kida had fallen out of love when he was sure he ha been the one but part of him was angry that, well, that he had shamelessly run away with her without telling anyone where he was going. Did he not think that Maybe things wouldn't work out between the two of them? It irritated Mikado to think is absence was in the very essence, unecessary. "O-Oh...I see..." He mumbled, caught between playing nice or snapping slightly. "And...this upsets you, obviously?"

Mikado blinked. It really must have been a long time. If Kida had to actually ask him to talk to him about something private then Kida must have forgotten how close they had been. Seriously. Mikado could vaguely recall the point and time where Kida could just pull him aside and talk to him worry free of Mikado minding one bit. If Kida asked him, he'd stop in the middle of a gang war with the Blue Squares to listen to some personal issues. "Of course you can," He said with an incredulous tone. "You don't have to ask my permission to tell me."

Mikado looked to see a chipper voice enter his chatroom speakers and Kida's icon pop onto the chat. Well speak of the devil. The ravenette smiled even though the blond wouldn't see it and hid his distressed tone with his usual nervous yet collected one. The one Kida knew best. "Hey. It has hasn't it? I was wondering when you'd show up." Mikado stated somewhat cheerfully as a greeting, getting himself comfortable in his bed with his lap top open on his lap.

((And color is being gay again, dammit!)) Namine blinked her eyes open slowly. The first thing she heard was the constant beeping coming from a monitor somewhere near her head. A soft thrumming joined the monotone beeping and she was pretty sure that was also a fan somewhere above her. It didn't take a genius for her to know she had successfult made it to the hospital after passing out. And she had lived nonetheless. Which meant she got to see Demyx again. She got see his smile, hear his laugh, and he even had to keep his promise to sing to her. ((Just got this cute vision of Dem' going to Nami at prom and serenading her there x3 IDK random thought )) For once Namine was glad to be alive. Even if she was in pain. Her eyes opened a little more, bein flooded with a bright light, and she gave a small sound of dismay, raising an arm above her head to blink. It was then she noticed a needle in her arm. And she promptly shrieked shortly before clamping a hand over her mouth. ((I'd scream. Needles are scary D<)) Roxas frowned, struggling a bit as he realized Axel was pushing back to get up and succeeding. "D-Dammit..." He hated this. He hated Axel's haughty tone and his glorious smirk that ha reappeared. He disliked being put at such a low level of confidence like this. And the visual sent to Roxas' mind via Axel's colorful description made him visibly cringe, even though he muttered under his breath: "Better be in the air than in a tight space..." But it was when Axel continued his threat that he felt his blood run cold. The first person that came to mind was his brother: Sora. If Axel dared to--if he even laid a finger on his brunette head...Oh god he'd shoot him. "Don't you dare think of coming anywhere close to my family Axel. If you hurt him I'll hunt you down and show you what sick Abd twisted really is!" Roxas remarked, glowering dangerously. "I'll make your car look like it was a fun carnival ride." Roxas threatened, more fearful then angry of Axel actually committing to his word of action...

Mikado sighed. It had been two months since Kida had left to run away with his "girlfriend" Saki Mikajima and Mikado had to admit...he missed te blond. More often then not he'd complain about how obnoxious Kida had been or how stupid his flirtatious actions had been but in all honesty he missed all of that. He thought it'd he great to have Anri to himself to get to know but it really wasn't. He missed his best friend and, well, Mikado couldn't help bit think as he signed on to chat on the Dollars domain that he felt just a bit betrayed.

"Well obviously we didn't!" Saki gave an exasperated sigh, slamming the freezer shut and proceeding to stomp across the kitchen in her heels irritably, acting as if Kida was a waste of her time and effort at the moment. "I specifically asked for a roast and you get FRIED chicken. What point of FRIED don't you get?! Am I speaking French? Je veux du poulet frit!" She yelled, throwing her hands up in aggravation as she continued to mutter under her breath.

((Kicking of with a new arc~)) "I thought you said we had a chicken roast in the freezer to cook!" A stray plate was whopped furiously through the air at a certain blond's head from a certain angry brunette. Her usual peaceful lips were pierced into an irritated line as Saki growled, stomping her foot, hands on her hips as she jabbed her finger in the direction of the freezer. Which was torn into ribbons. "You lied to me!"

((Shall we skip the whole operation thingy with Nami?)) Roxas felt a low growl in the back of his throat as he and Axel were met head to head with each other, locked in one serious glaring competition. Odd how at the moment he wasn't feeling fear towards Axel's threat. He wasn't up for any more physical abuse but he couldn't exactly say that it hurt as much as the verbal insults shot at him. He didn't give a damn about any beatings given to him. He misbehaved enough in Pre-K to know that it stopped hurting a while. Roxas cringe slightly at those old time memories before he had grown up and silenced his dad by talking back during one of his rants. Rants about how Roxas was a failure, how he could never take over the company the way he was, how he was wasting his life...Roxas got all that. But really, he just didn't care in term of his selfish father. As long as he got A's and B's in his classes like he was he was fine as far as he was concerned. Which is why he never took anyone seriously, especially not some Senior brat with issues. "Oh, are you?" Roxas questioned, tone cold with hate as he pinned Axel's shoulders to the tile floor of the school as best as he could with his diminishing grip. When his anger faded...so did the temporary strength. It was only a matter of seconds before he fellcompletely feeble and brittle. "What are you going to do to me, do tell? I'd love to know what pathetic plan you have in mind now." Because to Roxas, being punched and hit and threatened was nothing to him unless personally it effected his life.

Namine was well aware of the sudden acceleration of the care and the subconscious grip on her body as she lurched back slightly. She couldn't help but wonder through all this when did she start to care. When did she start to care about her well-being when only last week she had tried to end her life and almost succeeded? Why did she care now all of a sudden about living? More importantly, why did Demyx and his teacher Cloud care? She had been sure that, even though Demyx was her counselor, he wouldn't try to save her. No one would. Why were they being so kind in her time of dying? She gave a soft laugh, despite the pain. Of course she knew. It's because this was all a horrible prank wasn't it? They didn't actually care, they were only going to pull her into the Hospital and then laugh cruely in her face. Namine couldn't imagine Demyx being one of those contorted faces laughing but in her state of crazy hallucinations it was the only reason she had for everything. The only reason the blond had for their mysterious kindness. As they pulled into the Hospital parking lot, Namine felt er consciousness slipping as her arms went limp. She was sure she was about to pass out. Maybe not die--but certainly lose her ability to stay awake for the moment. Roxas took a deep breath, before raising a hand and slapping Axel clear across the face. Hard. He sincerely hoped the red-head would gain a bruise from the hit and maybe even a cut. Then it would get infected. Yeah. He wanted Axel to get infected. God he was pitiful in a state of anger. He leaned down to Axel, his blond hair falling slightly to tickle Axel's pale cheek. "I'm the one in control dumbass. I could do anything I wanted to you." Roxas knew that was somewhat a lie. What with his throbbing head and uncontrollable emotions he doubted he could do much. Except maybe diagnose himself with biopolar disorder. "I could even get back at you even more from that stupid stunt you pulled yesterday."

((Lol, I love how they hate each other And Axel just crossed a very thin line with Roxas o_o)) Namine whimpered, shaking her head frantically. She was ashamed. Ashamed so much of her weak behavior. It could hardly be called for--even if she was injured. She wasn't supposed to be this weak. I mean, shallow breathing and slight pleading? Fine. But whimpering? That just...she didn't know why it bothered her Demyx could hear her whimper. Namine concluded it was because she was tired of being a burden to Demyx. "Ah.....o-okaaaaay..." She shivered, breath turning breathy as her voice dwindled. Her voice apparently couldn't withstand being in such pain and speaking at the same time. Roxas gripped Axel's wrists tighter, feeling his eyes heat up with a burning moisture behind his lids. He hate hearing that! He hated hearing people say he wasn't anything special and that he had everything in life because he wAs rich. Because it was true. He knew he was nothing to be proud of (which is why his parents constantly yelled at him) and he was well aware of how much he got in life. But that didn't mean...that didn't mean anything! Roxas felt his legs shaking just slightly in key with his shoulders as his temper began to rise. But he could muster the will power to actually hit Axel. "Y-You...that's not...You have no idea of what you're talking about. M-My life isn't...None of that is true!" Roxas shouted, lying through his teeth. ((Fail post if fail, sorry~))

((Lol, same here! It's just acting up. Maybe they'll work out the glitches though? Oh, I was listening to this song and for some reason I kind of thought of Axel and Roxas in our RP. The song is Find A Way by SafetySuit ^^)) Namine gave a weak sound in the back of her throat that sounded something like a "yes" as she and Demyx finally got moving with Cloud (apparently a teacher Demyx knew). The blond's thought process was slowed as she tried desperately to keep herself awake and jumble through the meaning of the words Demyx had just said. Something about him not vein able to sing? She chuckled weakly. She could tell he was lying to an extent. His voice while talking normally practically screamed that he had some good pipes. Before Namine could point that out to a worrisome Demyx, a sharp pain followed by a spread of numbing spread through her, starting by her wound. A strangled gasp flew from her lips at that, and she felt herself clawing at the Senior's t-shirt. She hoped it wasn't an important one, like his favorite band t-shirt. Her nails might have torn through the fabric. Though that's wasn't to bad considering the pain she was putting up with. Vexen and Xigbar had really out done themselves this time... As Axel let the punches continue to pound into him he was getting second thoughts about taunting the red-head. Maybe this hadn't been such a good idea. After all, he was receiving the beating of a life time all because of a simple comment. Roxas should have had sense, he should have used the intelligence that his parents had valued in him. At least, that's what he thought before Axel continued to speak and start to make a comment before stopping. Whether he was stopping because something had occurred to him or because Axel was to angry to speak he didn't know. What he did know was that he to was now irritated. No-scratch that. It was rising very quickly to something more like being furious. Roxas narrowed his blue eyes knowing it would make the sky blue hue change to and icy color spectacularly. Granted he had taken a jab at Axel but he wasn't assuming anything about his life. Butthe red-head, oh the red-head had found his nerve. With surprising force, Roxas shoved roughly against Axel, pushing him back and glaring as he pinned the Senior down with sheer strength that was short lived. "Don't you dare assume anything about me! Like I said, you know nothing about me and who I am."

Well, since I'm viewing this from my phone, the only things I can't do is view my own profile and give status updates. I'm thinking this is because I'm on a mobile version?

That was really annoying...really.

((I'm hating this new site design. I can't chat anymore from my phone and I can't change my font color D< Edit: Wait I fixed the color problem )) Naming gave a smile, unsure if she was being delirious or not. Her vision had now completely faded to a blurry gray with barely visible sparks of color. She was sure that by now she had lost a considerate amount of blood. And it was all because she hadn't gone to seek help sooner. She was aware at this point that she had been incredibly stupid in her decision, irrational at best. How could she not foresee thus happening? Its not as though a cut wouldn't stop bleeding if she did nothing. God I'm an idiot...such a shame... "D-Dem'," She started, voice a small whisper. "After....after this is over...m-maybe you could sing to me. Yeah...." The blond was mostly talking to herself as her head fell to face her side, leaning against her small shoulders. "I'd like that..." Well at least Roxas could say he took that punch like a champ. He would admit that it stung quite a bit--not to mention the impact from being tackled and having his head crack against the floor wasn't pleasant either. He disliked that bit a lot actually. Yet he managed to sustain a smirk as Axel glared at him with all the hate and power in the world burning in his eyes. If Roxas didn't know any better he'd say Axel was ready to commit manslaughter. And he had all the time to do so being they were only half-way through 1st period. Damn. "Ah? I-I struck a nerve. So it is the family isn't it?" He moaned softly, his head beginning to throb from how tender the back of his skull had been. Now he probably had a mild concussion. He was to blame after all, pushing Axel like that. However, Roxas would be lying if he said he wasn't a wee bit curious on why Axel's family/childhood was such a, to put it bluntly, touchy subject.

Well, guys, I'm with all of you on how some bits of Wrestling aren't exactly real. HOWEVER you can't tell me the training the do isn't real. Do you know how difficult it is to do any of those moves? I guarantee that any of us try doing doing that and we'd fall at on our face. That is, unless any of you are professionals. Not to mention, guys, they make it fake to an extent. Their still being hit right in the gut when someone does a flip from the top rope onto their bodies which are just LAYING there. That's a whole 250 or so pounds seine just took being slammed onto them while they just had to lay there. And, wrestling is really high risk. Moves might be fake but the injuries are real. Guys, people have died doing WWE. Do you realize that if they didn't put some sort of a restriction on it that more people would get seriously injured. At least every single one of those wrestlers has broken a rib, collar bone, wrist, rmtirn a pectoral muscle, dislocated their shoulder and then broken their arm. Just the other night, one of the wrestlers, probably the best that there was, had to retire. Why? He had snapped his neck a few years ago doing wrestling and had surgery to fix it by moving the things in his neck around and putting in a plate to make sure his head an neck still functioned correctly. Yet there was still a problem with one if his vertebrae and the doctor told him he had to quit wrestling. If he didn't, well, if he did even one of his high flying moves, he'd be paralyzed for the rest if his life. On the behalf if injuries, wresting can be very real. For the record, the stopped using steel chairs. Especially to the head. And they stopped because of an accident that occurred. Chris Benoit was 36 or so years old when he murdered his wife and 8 year old son whom he loved dearly and then himself. But he did it because, despite wing young and fit, his mind was pretty much mush. Literally. Because he ha been hit in the head with a steel chair way to many times. It gave him the deleria of an 89 year old man. Again, an injury received through wrestling that cost 3 lives to be lost. That's why, today, wrestling is what you claim to be "shitty". WWE had to change the rating to PG that wy viewers would watch the show and because they didn't want to be te cause of more death. They were ashamed for letting that death happen and being so stupid. So even usage of the steel chair isn't allowed. Sorry for the rant guys but that's the truth. Any more questions cause I could do this all night ;D A you firetrucking kidding me with that shit?! ONION News, really. You realize this whole thing was proven to be a scam right >_> Fans PAY to see te show, they get tickets, and te only reason they know you to boo and who to cheer is because WWE has certain performers who do certain things aimed specifically at the crowd to piss them off. The crowd isn't choreographed...I don't know where you're finding that bullshit. I've been to MANY showings of Monday Night Raw and Friday Night Smackdown and that is just a lie. None of them are paid to do anything. The only thing they do that involves money is buy tickers to enjoy some entertainment. Seriously, how are they going to get half a stadium full of of fans o be choreographed. Think of that before you go around believe something from Onion News.

Shizuo looked down at Izaya, a bit more serious as he tilted the male's head up just barely by his chin with two fingers. He couldn't even believe he was doing this now of all times... "I love you." Shizuo stated, leaning down and kissing Ixaya softly for online few seconds.

Shizuo felt his brown eyes widen in shock, not expecting that of all answers to be his response. After all, they ha been enemies for the longest time and now he was being told he was loved by said enemy. Shizuo closely inspected Izaya and gulped, realizing he was serious. He actually loved him. He didn't know what to say. "O-oh....I.....well, I...like you to."

Guuuuurrrl, Shizuo be tripping . . . Blush infiltrated the blond's face an neck at the comment and the hot breath Izaya may or may not have accidentally puffed against his rather sensitive skin. He wouldn't lie--his neck was probably the most sensitive part on his body next to his...ah, Heiwajima the II per say. "O-Oh?" Shizuo respond back, fighting to keep his hands from shaking. "Why is that?"