Here Thar Be Pirates

[dudeisapirate.livejournal.com]

[There's a new Xigbar in the DR today. One not in the Organization coat. Rather he's dressed as a pirate. And he's snoozing on the sidewalk. Try not to step on him--he can be a bit cranky about that.]


((OOC:Some info in BIO--doing this because a friend asked me to play him but I'm kinda anxious about it.... ~.~ Be gentle?))

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[paopuspirit.livejournal.com]

[Xigbar is being prodded at with a stick. Riku's not exactly fond of Organization dudes, whether they're actually in Org gear or not, but he's not about to outright attack an unconscious one.]

[datafreeze.livejournal.com]

[She won't step on him.
But she will kick him in the ribs.]

[dudeisapirate.livejournal.com]

[He gives a little growl and reaches out to try and grab the stick.]

Alright, who's doing that?

[dudeisapirate.livejournal.com]

[He growls and rolls over.]

Shove off, Silva...

[Oh hello, your not Silva.]

What..? How'd you get onboard?

[nocturncoat.livejournal.com]

[This Demyx isn't in the Organization coat, either. In fact he's in a rather bad Hawaiian shirt. He's also leaning down to poke him.]

Well, this is new. I guess I should've expected it eventually, though.

A Wild Demyx Appears! *Tosses pokeball* >=D

[dudeisapirate.livejournal.com]

[Grunts and rolls over because he recognizes that voice.]

Expected what? What's the captain done now?

[Eyes moves to stare at your legs]

And where's your tail?

*beep* *bee-shwoop!* Oh no, the Demyx broke free! :<

[nocturncoat.livejournal.com]

If you're not the captain on your ship I'm not sure I want to know who is.

Wait, what tail? Geez, I figured your world was probably weird, but not that weird. What am I, a monkey?

[warpingwings.livejournal.com]

[Luckily for him, this one knows better than to step on people and it's a good thing, too, given his size. He is, however, going to gently nudge Xigbar with the tip of his nose.]

...All outta pokeballs. Xigbar spent all his money on rum. D=

[dudeisapirate.livejournal.com]

Not my ship. [Sitting up.] I keep telling you that.

What are you on about this time? Another of your fairytales? I'm talking about your fin, boy.

[dudeisapirate.livejournal.com]

[Rolls over--staaaares.]

...What the hell was in that rum?

[He cannot really be seeing this...]

[paopuspirit.livejournal.com]

[the stick is moved out of reach, but there's no answer from him!]

[nocturncoat.livejournal.com]

... Fin? I'm a freaking mermaid in your world? You have got to be kidding me.

[warpingwings.livejournal.com]

[Nope, that is definitely a rather large dragon. He might be looming a little, but he can't really help that.]

Now, do I look like I can answer that one?

[dudeisapirate.livejournal.com]

Merman, but yeah. [Now he's looking around, curiously. Because this isn't the ship--and by your personality he gets the feeling your not who he thought you were.] What do you mean my world? Don't tell me I sailed off the edge of the world or something stupid.

[dudeisapirate.livejournal.com]

[Opening his eyes then.]

Bah. A kid. What do you want, squirt?

[paopuspirit.livejournal.com]

[he narrows his eyes, but doesn't say anything for a moment. he doesn't look much like a kid, in his own opinion, as he appears to be in his late teens at least.]

I want to know why you were sleeping on a sidewalk.

[dudeisapirate.livejournal.com]

And it talks. Great.

[He groans and sits up.]

I must be really shitfaced this time.

[dudeisapirate.livejournal.com]

[That's still a 'kid' to him.]

Sidewalk? [Looking around--well what do you know he isn't on the ship. Should have noticed there was no rocking of the waves under his body.]

Probably because that bastard Silva tossed me over board after he got me smashed. Never trust a man with a pretty face... [He sits up.]

Don't you know not to poke your elders with sticks, kid?

[paopuspirit.livejournal.com]

I don't care how old someone is.

[he stands, tossing the stick away and stuffing his hands in his pockets.]

Tossed you overboard onto a sidewalk?

[warpingwings.livejournal.com]

I can check for you if you'd like.

[The rather toothy grin, on the other hand, suggests that his methods... might not be the safest.]

[nocturncoat.livejournal.com]

No, probably not. If that worked your whole ship'd be here. And before you say anything, I mean you belong to the ship, not the other way around.

Anyway. No, you just got dropped into another dimension. We call this place the dressing room, but it's really more like a world all on its own these days. Call me Nocturne, helps people tell the difference between me and all the Demyxes out there.

[datafreeze.livejournal.com]

Perhaps you should be asking how you ended up onshore.

[dudeisapirate.livejournal.com]

Tossed, dragged--doesn't matter how he did it. He made sure I wasn't on the boat. Thats the point.

Where are we?

[dudeisapirate.livejournal.com]

[Hold on, looking around.]

....Shit. When I get hold of that pretty boy....

[No--time for vengence later. Focus.]

What is this place?

[dudeisapirate.livejournal.com]

Other Demyxes? [Now see--that caught his attention. In his opinion more than just one Demyx sounds like a wonderful idea.]

Well, the captain did say he had grand plans but I didn't expect him to mean something like this...