LockyChan

"I haven't seen anyone else, no. 'Thought I was the only one in this crooked place till I ran into you." She said, shrugging. This was the last place she wanted to be in- it was to dark, to many dangers, and not enough people. "And I don't know anyone named Ari."

Locket put her hand back at her side. "I'm not sure. This place is unfamiliar." She said, scanning their surroundings once more. She gripped her Keyblade and tensed, looking at the rather large moon. "It's... Odd."

Locket nodded and jumped in the air, and as she landed destroyed a few heartless. She struck a few others and more, slightly panting from the adrenaline rush. She finally destroyed the last ones and placed her hands on her knees. "That was fun." She said. "My name is Locket." She straightened and held out her hand for a handshake.

Locket gasped and stepped sideways, watching the sudden arrow pierce through the creature. Locket watched as it dissapeared with an eerie black smoke. "Wha..." She looked at where the arrow came from and gasped in suprise. Might as well help them... She thought and gripped her Keyblade as she sprinted towards the creatures surrounding Elia.

Yup. Everyone is accepted we'll start when we have more Orginization members.

Locket looked down at the dark ground to see if there were anything useful, but instead wound up jumping in the air and screaming rather loudly like a little girl. She hit her head with her palm. "Locket you idiot!" She said to herself. "What if someone heard you?!" Then she shook her head and stared down, seeing the dots move. Eyes..?

((Did I kill this..?))

All accepted! Now for my forms. Name: Ash Gyoka Age: 15 Gender: male Appearance: short black hair, pale green eyes, pale skin with freckles on his nose and cheeks, grey hoodie, blue jeans, and black sneakers Personality: kind, quiet, usually lingers in the shadows, a joker when he wants to be. Bio: he was a boy who lived on the streets of Traverse Town and was captured by former organization members. He successfully escaped, but only slightly. He was given a "shadow side" that takes over when he is enraged or fighting in a hard battle. Theme Song: Nobody Name: Raxin Somebody Name: Rain Age: 21 Gender: male Appearance: white hair, tan skin, red eyes, and the ordinary organization cloak. Weapon: a red spear with a black cloth around it Personality: cold, usually calm, can go off at times, will kill. Number: 2

Accepted!

Hello it's Locky. I decided to make a story on Locket's past for fun, and a few friends said it was a good idea. Locket is only 14 now, not 17. CHAPTER ONE Locket sat with her arms around her knees as a cold breeze ran through Halloween Town. The world was totally deserted, even Jack was gone. The only person left was her. She sighed and closed her eyes, letting the world stay silent and still, not caring much about where the others may be. She curled into herself and took a deep breath. A sudden noise made her jolt open her blue eyes and look up. She immediately took a sharp breath and summoned her Keyblade, pointing at the new person. "Woah!" The person said in suprise, stepping back. "Hold on! I'm not going to hurt you!" He said, reaching his hand out to help her up. "Who are you?!" Locket yelled, ignoring the kind gesture with a sharp tongue. "My name is Nixon." He replied calmly, almost impatiently. "And I already know you. Your name is Locket." Her hostility and suspicions rose highly, and she stood up. "How do you know me?!" She yelled, thrusting the Keyblade in her hand forward slightly. Nixon cleared his throat in a nervous way. "Uh... I was sortof... Sent after you.." He said. "By... The Organization..." He whispered, running his fingers through his short black hair. "By WHO?!" Locket nearly screamed, her blue eyes turning slightly purple and her insanely pale skin turning slightly tan. "No—never mind. Just get away from me!" "No no no! Wait!" He grabbed her arm as she turned away. "I wasent in on it anyway!" Locket turned her head and glared at him, pulling her arm away. "How do I know I can trust you?" She said coldly. "The last time I trusted anybody I was nearly killed." Nixon opened his mouth to say something, then stopped. "Ah!" He let out a small noise as he caught a glimpse of her heart necklace showing out of her replica of an organization cloak. "This!" He pulled out the same necklace, but his had a green heart, not a red one. Locket stared silently at the heart as she let her Keyblade disappear.

Welcome to the site! I hope you enjoy it here!

((Guess ill start now.)) Locket had been transported to the Realm of Darkness, and now looked with wide eyes as she scanned her surroundings. A chill curled up her spine as she realized where she was, and with no group, she felt isolated and exposed. I need to get moving... She thought as she took a step forward. She summoned her Keyblade in case anyone—or anything—attacked her.

Thank you! Do I just jump in?

People everywhere are being thrown to darkness, either forcefully or willingly. Even the ones who seemed to be completely pure have been corrupted. Only a few still stay loyal to the light. People have thought of war, and have already made the neccasary battle plans. A new organization is being built, stronger and better than the last. The worlds are in chaos, and with every second a new person succumbs to darkness. Will you stay pure? Hello everyone! Locky here. I apologize if the plot is not understandable or seems a little jumbled, I was rushed. But I decided to make a KH RP for once, and this is what I came up with (after a lot of brainstorming and fails, of course.) RULES -Standard KH13 rules apply. -Keep cursing and romance to a PG13 level. -NO god modding. We all hate it. -Be nice to other roleplayers. -NO controlling/killing another person's characters without their FULL permission. -Only 13 people of the new Organization XIII SIGN-UP FORMS Name: Age: Gender: Appearance: Personality: Bio: Theme Song(optional): ORGANIZATION FORMS Nobody Name: Somebody Name: Age: Gender: Weapon: Personality: Number: ORGANIZATION 13 MEMBERS: 1: Ryenxierp [Cypren] (Sikota Urinakano) 2: Raxin [Rain] (LockyChan) 3: Xevner [Nerve] (a.h. endblade) 4: Xapcius [spacius] (Tom13) 5: 6: 7: 8: 9: Kalxam [Malak] (rikunobodyxiii) 10: Xirin [Rini] (Neko-Chan) 11: 12: 13: Xion [Xion] (Oathkeeper136) Have fun!

Sign Up Sheet Name: Locket Umori Age: 17 Gender: female Appearance: (couldn't find a full body picture) http://tinypic.com/view.php?pic=2lcae10&s=4 Side: (Do they fight for the forces of light, or darkness?) light Keyblade Wielder?: (Answer yes or no.) yes Weapons and Powers: (Remember, leave room to grow.) Darker Than Darker Keyblade: http://marduk-kurios.deviantart.com/art/Keyblade-Darker-than-Darker-209244856?offset=10 Personality: somewhat kind, doesn't trust easy, can make a good friend, good fighter, somewhat fast. Bio: She was raised in a foster home and tought to wield swords and daggers, as well as shoot a bow and arrows. Her real parents didnt think they were able to take care of her, and handed her into foster care. After she thought she was capable of living on her own, she set off. Theme Song: (This is completely optional.)

Oh, okay. Never mind that then. Though it would kind of be helpful if you put that in the first post.

Name: Locket Umora Age: 16 Gender: Female Appearance: Locket has short white hair, pale blue eyes, pale skin with a group of freckles across her nose and cheeks, wears a pitch black cost similar to the organization's but with a group of white dots on the shoulders, and wears black gloves. Personality: She is a tough, on-the-darker-side kind of girl. She is usually quiet but will talk to others who talk to her. She doesn't trust easily, and usually just keeps to herself. She can be easy to make friends with if she wanted to, though. Bio: She used to live with a group of friends of hers, and she claimed base at a large underground hole. She grew up in Halloween Town and is used to the dark and creepy places of other worlds. She usually just wanders her home world and Twilight Town, and picks a fight with anyone she can. After the "death" of her close friends, she stayed in the dark alleys of Twilight Town and kept to herself. She hangs around the clock tower most often at night when no one can see her and watches the stars. Keyblade: Darker Than Darker: http://marduk-kurios.deviantart.com/art/Keyblade-Darker-than-Darker-209244856?offset=10 Spell: Fire Light/Dark: light Haha is it too late?))

Oh, thank you ^^ I'm used to third person.

Hey, guys! Long time no see. It's me, Locky, and I'm currently working on a book at the moment. And since it seems none of you have Wattpad, I've decided to write it here also. Anyway, I hope you enjoy. PROLOUGE I padded silently through the undergrowth, ears pricked for any signs of movement. I kept my head low, scanning my surroundings. I waved my tail, making sure nothing was behind me. I stepped over a twig, avoiding any sounds that would give away my position. "How does it look, Gears?" I whispered quietly through my headpiece. Gears was on the other line, staring at screens that scanned the areas in front of me. "All good, Locket. Nothing around you yet. Your destination should be in about... 200 yards." He replied. "Thanks." I continued the trek silently towards my destination, a hole in the ground. It led underground to a small sanctuary that me and my two brothers, Stratus and Simon, lived temporarily. It was ok. There was water, food that we could catch, and a place to sleep. The wind ruffled the white fur on my pelt and I quickened my pace, hoping to get there sooner. I hated being not being there too long, especially since I can't trust Simon anymore. A twig snapped somewhere to my right and I broke into a run, hearing paw steps pursuing me. I cursed to myself as I heard multiple things chasing me. I took a tight turn, hoping to give myself a few more seconds. I heard a snarl and someone spit a curse, and they gained on me again. Another tight turn and I was twisting and turning through unfamiliar trees. The trees kept getting thicker, and I had to slow down to avoid crashing. Apparently, the things chasing were very familiar with this part, for I heard paw steps getting closer and closer. I quickly hopped into a tree and waited for them to pass. My heart skipped a beat and I held my breath as I realized who was perusing me. There was no mistaking that black and red fur. Sin!

All accepted.

Explaining: I had the strangest dream last night, which inspired this thread. Everyone was fighting, with one main person that was oh so evil. I had a few teammates, and at the end, he was gone, of course. Rules: No godmodding/Powerplaying No killing other people's characters unless you have full permission! You can be any species, as long as you can fight. So no birds, mice, etc. Be something like a dragon, wolf, cat, human, etc. I PLAY THE MAIN EVIL PERSON. Only have up to 3 characters per user. You can have magic. Please, to make it easier, have at least 3 weaknesses. Form: Name: Age: Personality: Appearance: Weapon: Species: Weaknesses: Strengths: Mine: Name: Crimson Glitch Age: 24 Personality: cold-hearted, wants to rule the world, hates anything good, greedy Appearance: appears normal with red hair and black streaks, dark blue eyes, pale skin, torn-up red t-shirt with flames around the bottom, and jean shorts, but really is a black-and-red wolf with flames for a tail and ears, white eyes, and flaming claws. His mouth appears like it wasn't there before and was ripped open. Weapon: a black-bladed sword with poison that makes people extremely sick, but doesn't kill. Species: human/wolf Weaknesses: water-based attacks, being trapped, being unable to see Strengths: fire-based attacks, being above or trapping opponent, caging Name: Locket Miroshagi Age: 15 Personality: kind, easily angered/offended, secretive, likes being alone Appearance: white fennec fox with blue eyes and an oddly long tail. About as tall as a human. Weapon: air and ice based magic, claws Species: fennec fox Weaknesses: fire based magic, being trapped, becoming sick. Strengths: being able to move around freely, dark places where she can hide, jumping Have fun

It's been 12 years since Katniss Everdeen, girl on fire, was the the Mockingjay of the rebels. It is the 87th Hunger Games, and all kids across Panem are scared and anxious for the reaping to start. Some children have higher chances at being reaped then others, the rest low. Already the Districts of Panem are preparing for the Hunger Games. Families make sure their children have good clothes, are well-fed, and are brave. There's no knowing who will be reaped. And there's no knowing who will die. ~•RULES•~ -KH13 rules apply -no god modding -you MUST have permission from your fellow RPers before you kill their character. -be fair, meaning if you get hit, you get hit. -normal Hunger Games arena rules apply. -no one-hit KO. -allies aloud. -I'm accepting TWO GAMEMAKERS, no more! -put "Mockingjay" at the end of your sheet to show me you read this. -TRIBUTE SHEET- Name: Gender: Age:(12-18) Personality: Specialty:(Archery, Hand-to-hand, etc.) District: Bio: -GAMEMAKER SHEET- Name: Gender: Age: (20-60) Personality: Why do you want to be a Gamemaker?: DISTRICTS: District 1: Female: Male: District 2: Female: Male: District 3: Female: Male: District 4: Female: Male: District 5: Female: Male: District 6: Female: Male: District 7: Female: Male: District 8: Female: Male: District 9: Female: Male: District 10: Female: Male: District 11: Female: Male: District 12: Female: Male: May the odds be ever in your favor!

Not exactly in the mood now. Can I do it tomorrow?

Why is it creepy? But thanks, anyway.

PROLOUGE I stood in front of the large, freaky-looking castle that stood before my eyes. My arms were crossed on my chest, and I examined the slash marks on the large doors. I chuckled a bit at the thoughts of feirce battles against my enemy, but frowned almost instantly. I walked up to the large doors and lightly touched the deep scratches and dents. Soon, this castle will be torn down, and the scorched area around it will re-grow and all memories will be tucked away of this place. It will be forgotten, no stories passed down to children of the next generation. This place will be gone, but I will never forget the pain and suffering I went through. I almost wanted to rebuild the evil deeds done by him, but I couldn't take it upon myself to do so. I sighed, nearly regretting bringing justice to the forest that needed it so badly. I lowered my white, wolf-like ears at the thought. No one, friends, family, kids, will ever know what had happened. Well, at least not the alive ones. Those that died will always remind me of what happened. The tragedies, the heart-stopping fears of him. The happiness, the joy that came at the end of each victorious battle. The protectiveness, the friendship, the love. Each feeling, each and every one, will be forgotten by the feeling, scarred in the minds of the dead. Unlike the rest, I couldn't bear the tragedies leading up to this. I should be happy, heck, I should be jumping around in joy. I had defeated him, I had won the hardest battle in my life, one that took so many years to end... But yet, something felt wrong. Missing. Another sigh escaped me as I turned away from the large building. I walked into the clearing that held more happiness. I braved my katana and held the blade up to my face. My reflection shown in the well-cleaned, sharpened blade. Sorrow filled my eyes as I noticed that I may never need to use this blade. I put it down, positioning it on the ground next to me as I lay down. I put my hands behind my head as I looked up at the sky. A smile spread across my face, and I closed my eyes. At least I could rest now.