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| The way I see it, there's always, always room for improvement when it comes to my portrayal of this character. If you think that there's something off, please tell me? I'll try to address any and all of your concerns as best I can. Also if for some reason you wanna plot things, you can post here! And my contact info is in his profile. &hearts also yes this is ok go
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| ( private | unhackable )Riddle me this, City, if you will: I am greater than God Himself and more sinister than the Devil. The poor are cursed with me and the rich spend their entire lives clamoring for me. If you eat of me, you will surely die. What am I? [ ooc; cuuursed, if you could call it that? ] | |
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| [ recording starts. the view is shaken for a few moments and stills as the device is placed on an unseen surface. as the figure handling the device moves away (a parka-clad prison guard), we can get a good look at the scenery: a moderately-sized white, white room with very little in it. this includes the flat surface the device is perched on, and a wide, stainless steel tub in the center. at the moment, two guards (who look as if they're dressed for outdoor duty in Siberia) are dumping gallons of water in this tub. once filled, one of the guards reaches over to dump a large bucket of what seems to be ice into the tub.
while the tub crackles to life, a small man, again in a heavy coat, leads Marluxia (who is wearing something looking like a white psychiatry ward-issued uniform) in. funny thing is that he isn't handcuffed, though there are another pair of guards behind. one breaks away from the group to give attention to the thermostat by the door, and the rest continue on to the tub.
once there, the man ahead of Marluxia tells him to get into the tub. shockingly, he complies without as much as a dissenting scowl on his face. as a matter of fact, the guy looks straight up out of it. the fourth guard returns to the group.
"Set for about negative twenty five."
the small man nods and motions the others out of the door. one of the guards completely submerges Marluxia's head in the tub before he leaves. ]
[ ooc; so according to everything, treason is like the absolute worst crime ever ?__? punishment for this crime is either not-so-pretty or boring, so I came up with a little something unconventional. the punishment for prescribed for the traitors living it up in the ninth circle of Dante's hell is being stuck in Cocytus, a frozen lake in the very bottom of hell. unfortunately, it couldn't fit in a prison, so a tub of ice water and a subfreezing cell have to do. and why is Marluxia going on with all of this?? the second part of his punishment. the small man, as you've probably guessed, is a psychiatrist. and, as you've probably guessed as well, he is very much drugged, having ingested a good amount of atropine. this drug is said to have the user "subordinated to another's will, for he is completely open to influence and will do whatever he is told". fitting punishment for his brand of treason, yeah? LOL PROBABLY NOT /shuts up forever. as for replies, he'll at first be too out of it to recognize voices and will be confused and maybe delirious and very much a victim of science.
also phase three of his punishment is having his pride shot by having this whole thing recorded.
tl;dr hi I am off of hiatus now. I'll be slow this weekend though, since I have to help make a ton of lumpia today, go to some political shindig in DC and a party tomorrow, and have church and outdoorsy-picnic-fun times on Sunday. ] | |
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| I'm feeling rather ... off today. Would anyone like to volunteer to turn me on?
[ ooc; ....brb, crying. and dinner bed :( ] | |
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| After having come across the name multiple times during personal research and pleasure reading, I'd like to ask about the world called Earth. To be specific, I wish to know about anything regarding its various religions and what's referred to as the occult. And before I'm told to research the subjects further on my own, I'd like to point out that the knowledge imparted by one with authority on or experience with any given subject is a reference to be valued.
If you're without said authority and experience, any information you can share on the inhabitants of Earth and their traditions will be appreciated.
[ ooc; Girluxia, day two. 8) Ignoring his curse, but please feel free to bother him about it. ] | |
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| ( private | difficult to hack )How often does the city flood itself with crowds of gawking imbeciles? Should I plan on this occurring once every three months or is asking for a time table set in stone too much to ask for? I'd like to be able to plan ahead for days such as this one, you see. [ ooc; he wants that filter up there hacked, haha, so if you or your characters have the skill, feel free |D ALSO ANYTHING GOES for fourth walling. ] | |
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| This little sphere truly is a remarkable invention. Imagine, being able to rid yourself of someone just by throwing a ball at them; little to no expenditure of time, energy, and precious sanity. Is that all there is to this curse, I wonder? As of now, I'm seeing no drawbacks whatsoever.
[ and he's in Xanadu, looking for a guinea pig before he decides to go take on them bigger fishes. ] | |
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| So this is the Deities' diabolical scheme; to rid the City of its pests, throw off the eco-system, and leave Nature to claim the lives of the weakest of us? With any luck, the putrid stench that has been hanging in the air all day might serve to further this process by driving the stupid off of every available cliff and building. However, this likely isn't the case. Luck has hardly been a strong ally of mine, so this happening is nothing more than an uninspired prank from above. At least it's one that's fairly avoidable. ( filtered to Larxene | unhackable )( filtered to Zexion | unhackable )[ ooc; aaaah dinner and stuff ): ]- Tags:/laughs at, axel, better than the gods, better than you, curse, larxene, minor inconveniences, naminé, poor little sheep, you aren't my favorite people, zexion
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| ( filtered to Axel | unhackable )Just a reminder: anyone who arrives to the ceremony late will not, under any circumstance whatsoever, be allowed in. Be grateful that I'm in a forgiving enough mood to permit your attendance to the reception if you should fail to make it to the actual wedding; just remember to bring your invitation as confirmation. Naminé, Roxas: I trust you two to perform your respective duties to the T. I have no idea how the bachelor party went, but if there's any among your party who are drunk, Roxas, you've still a few hours to sober them up. Sora. From this point on, you're in charge of everything. You had best hope to whatever it is that you consider to be holy that everything runs smoothly. Your reputation as a wedding planner is at stake, remember. And Father, please tell me that you have Larxene in check.If anyone should need me, I'll be at the crypt. [ ooc; Oh so very cursed. Family Day Weekend. "Father" is Xemnas and Axel's "son" is the Riku Replica, by the way. There's a lot of questions here that are better left unasked. ): also, dinner and treating some kinda bug. ] - Tags:au, axel, bridezilla, curse: affected, larxene, marluxia is the epitome of manliness, naminé, riku replica, roxas, sora, we won't speak of this later, xemnas
- Location:Xanadu
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| ( private | unhackable )Truth is beautiful, without a doubt; but so are lies. For a race that is able to to identify so profound a truth, I can't help but comment on the lack of common sense that abounds in our City. Some of you claim and bemoan the fact that you are afflicted with a curse that compels one to say nothing but the truth, yet you choose to put yourself in a position where one could take advantage of your loose lips. I imagine that you are not compelled to post to the network. Though the divertissement is greatly appreciated, I'd like to understand the logic behind such a decision. [ ooc; Cursed, and hey, he doesn't know it lol karma. ] | |
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