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â... Roxas, thatâs a stick.â
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â... Roxas, thatâs a stick.â

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please like or reblog if youâre interested in roleplaying with a XION from KINGDOM HEARTS DAYS!
shoves sora over and steals his swank new duds.
mxstergenkai replied to your post âheads up!! tumblr isnât letting me access my dash on this blog for...â
I'm having the same problem. Every 3rd time I refresh it tries to lock me out.
it will just NOT let me on xiâs dash.
but i can go through tags/my activity page/followers just fine??Â
a bunch of my friends are reporting errors so i think there might be a codepush happening.
â-â good exscuse to get to drafts i guess...
heads up!!
tumblr isnât letting me access my dash on this blog for some reason.Â

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Letâs get the ball rolling with our first prompt memes! Interacting with your fellow group members is one of our top priorities here at MP; itâs a simple and fun way to break the ice and start interacting with your fellow members so give it a try!
"Itâs probably harmless." "Iâd leave you for dead." "You just have to trust me!" "Whereâd you get that bruise?" "Youâre just as revolting as I remember." "I donât need to be saved." "I am so confused." "I may not be a genius, but Iâm smart enough to figure that out." "Did you think I was joking?" "Youâre bleeding." âI have a tendency of getting very physical.â âI have no choice.â âI think I should goâ âI wonât say goodbye anymore.â âThereâs nothing left to say to you.â âThink again my friend.â âThis is not goodbye.â âYou come anytime you want.â âYou make me wonder why Iâm even here.â "Just what did we do last night?" "This stays between us." "Truth hurts, donât it?" "What do I get if I win?" "Letâs cross that bridge when we come to it."Â
These are for Magick Point members only! Have fun!
â Sorry but tact isnât really my areaâ â
âThat doesnât excuse --- that.â
âDonât try to hide behind âthe truthâ! Being truthful doesnât mean you have to be so cruel.â
â⌠What a charmed life you must lead or perhaps ignorant. The truth is cruel.â A huff.Â
âWould you prefer I lie? Would you prefer I sugar coat it? Only so you can be unprepared for the reality and then come back and call me a liar? Iâd rather the words be called cruel than me being called a liar.â How else could she explain?
âThink of it this way, when has the truth ever been nice? Nice subjects, we donât think of them as the truth. Simply as them being. But when slapped with something that is less than unpleasant that coexists with it⌠when weâre reminded that itâs there-. We give it the stigma of negativity. Iâm simply stating what already is there that I guess youâve been ignorant to. Better to be prepared for it than to be slapped with it when you least expect it later on.â
âYou donât know anything about my reality.âÂ
All traces of friendliness and concern evaporate from her voice.
âStop assuming what you think I have or havenât been through! There is always bad news in the world, there are always hard truths to swallow -- but what youâve said, what youâre saying now -- thatâs not truth. Thatâs just bitterness. And Iâm sorry for whatever made you this way, Iâm sure it must have been terrible... but I choose to stay kind and be kind to others, and you have no right to talk down to me for it!â
âThe truth isnât pleasant but someoneâs got to say it.â
âDonât try to hide behind âthe truthâ! Being truthful doesnât mean you have to be so cruel.â
".....has died." finish it in my ask.

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âHow can you even say that...â
As always the witch finds herself struggling to withhold the currents of remorse that threaten to cascade across her visage when faced with the young replica. The raven haired girl is all of Namineâs shortcomings and misgivings under the guise of a girl more whole than the both of them could even hope to be. Xion existed as another result of the blondeâs mistakes, of the way the bleeding hole in her chest longed for something more. Yet, as they sat rigidly oppose from each other, separated by the length of the always present table, Namine felt⌠comforted. It was reassuring this fate. Of forever meeting versions of the boy with the chocolate colored hair and morning sky eyes that wasnât quite hersâŚÂ and who just werenât quite him. Xion and Namine. They didnât even belong to their selves and perhaps this doomed camaraderiewas a facade they could chose to indulge in while they still had the time. The fleeting image of a smile drenches itself over the blondeâs lips for a moment as the other girl presents the shell from deep within her pockets. A offering⌠a gift. Namine is envious of the freedom she possesses, of how she has places and people to call her own. The witch is left to herself with only paper thin scraps and smudged wax betrothed to her name, though she is desperate for something more.
"Youâre⌠kind, Xion, to continue to visit me like this." Thin brows incline as Namineâs pallid gaze rests on the girl, a idle hand taking nearby sketchbook page between finger and thumb mindlessly as her eyes falls upon the salt crusted shell. "I like it. Thank you." Itâs a simple gesture, she knows, but the space within her chest clenches and drawing her attention back to Xion, a forlorn smile adorns itself unrestrained upon the blondeâs bitten lips. "âŚIt doesnât bother you, Xion? To go to that place? To stand on shores that belong to another..?"
Being with Namine comes almost as easily as being with Roxas does. There's always a warm feeling in her chest, a sense of serenity and rightness with the world... something she doesn't think other Nobody's understand. She folds her hands neatly on her lap, trying hard to copy the almost regal bearing of the girl across from her - failing, for she slouched just a little too much and the hands kept wanting to drum against her knees.
The question is not met with surprise.
She shakes head head, tucking a stubborn lock behind her ear and smiling. It... was hard. It was, she couldn't lie about that. It wasn't her world, it was his -- but worlds were meant to be shared. No world belonged to just one person, just as no heart belonged to it's owner alone.
They were all connected.
"It's... a little hard, sometimes," she admits, but the smile doesn't fade. "Sometimes I see people he knows... and I want to call out to them, but I can't. I think... sometimes, they might even recognize him sometimes, when they see... when they see his face."
Not her face.
"But being there is wonderful, Namine. They aren't just his shores, or their shores. Those beaches, those trees and caves, they belong to everyone who goes there... and everyone who remembers them."
She rakes her fingers through her hair, trying and failing to get that wayward lock to stay put.
"... I only wish that we could all make new memories there."
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This was not where she had intended to portal to. Recon missions required a level of subtlety, something that she young Keyblade wielder was admittedly lacking in. A better choice surely would have been Axel, who seemed to be able to come and go from just about anywhere without causing a fuss. Or perhaps Roxas, who was equally gifted in the art of stealth so long as it wasnât coupled with their combined inexperience.Â
Even so... the portal into a new, unsearched world went where it wanted. There wasnât much she could do about this place.
Xion had come out in a large, imposing building -- this was not the first time sheâd entered somewhere strange, nor would it be the last, but it was the first time the inhabitants of the place reacted with such hostility. A barrage of bullets met her around a corner, a snarling beast of a creature around the next.
âYouâve gotta be kidding me!â She flipped the hood up higher, taking a corner at a breakneck pace. A few careful corridors of Darkness got her outside - but those men were in hot pursuit, shouting something about the pride of ShinRa and those ruddy SOLDIERs think they can do anything -- nonsense words for her.Â
All she sees is a flash of red and black and immediately she thinks backup has come. She pivots, changes directions, reaching out for him before she can stop herself --
âAxel, help!â
But itâs not him. She knows after the words are out of her mouth.
   The attack comes in the middle of the day and that meant that he would be alone. The rest of the girls would be busy, locked in school until they could find excuses so that all five of them could make their way downtown and in the time itâd take for them to pull away the amount of chaos that could be wreaked could be disastrous.Â
     Naturally it fell on him to deal with the situation and hopefully to dispatch whatever monster was currently trying to destroy their fair city before the girls would be needed. Already he was conveniently five blocks away when it happens, and all it takes is a quick transformation followed by a mad dash across the rooftops before heâs on the scene.Â
   The hulking behemoth is larger than the average abomination that tended to plague Tokyo and he knows heâs in over his head when it takes a swing at something and its massive arm crashes through a skyscraper as though it were nothing. Debris rains down on the streets as civilians scatter away, their screams and panic only adding to the chaos. He manages shove a young girl out of the way of a falling piece of concrete, but heâs just one man and there are too many people here to protect and a monster thatâs out of his league.Â
     His mindâs already trying to work out a solution when he realizes that the monsterâs flailing isnât so mindless after all. Something had its attention or someone â for a moment he thinks that one of the senshi had managed to arrive before he did until he spots the source of the monsterâs irritation. A young⌠person, a boy? Girl? Heâs not quite sure, but they were certainly super human in their reflexes that even a fifty foot drop didnât seem to faze them.Â
   âHey!â He rushes across the street, picking his way over the wreckage to the strangerâs side. His gaze flicks to the odd weapon they hold, some sort of oversized key, but his attention is dragged back to the monster as a shadow falls over both of them. Realization hits him quickly and he picks up the kid (a boy? a girl?) and leaps away from the oversized hand that smashes into the pavement.Â
      âWhat the hell is that thing?â Somehow, he has the feeling that this child was at the heart of things.
A flash of black out of the corner of her eye makes he thinks sheâs been found. Xion rounds on him, weapon raised high -- but the outfit isnât the Organizationâs usual leather, and the face certainly isnât any sheâs ever seen before. At once sheâs in his arms, carried away from a heavy blow that surely would have crushed her.
âItâs called a heartless,â she says, and there isnât time to explain more than that. The longer it rampages, the worse off these people are going to be. âAnd unless we defeat it soon this whole world is going to be in trouble.â
She tilted her head back, staring up a the creatureâs face.  Slowly, a plan was beginning to form. If she could just get up there without having to deal with itâs flailing arms, she could destroy it. It would be as easy as that... well, easily said, not so easily done.
â... There isnât time to explain any more than that. I need you to throw me at itâs face.â
so iâve got a little pet project iâve been picking at on and off for three years. itâd mean a lot of people gave it a look over and give me some feedback on it (ignoring the terrible test theme) any maybe maybe maybe i can get it off the ground in a while.

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⤠- Any tumblr senpais ⣠- An unpopular opinion I have â - A ship I have with my character â§ - A ship I have with your character â - A ship I canât stand â - A fact about the mun â - A fact about the character âž - Why I chose my character â - Relationship status â - Post a picture of myself â - My opinion of you
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sorry for being MIA again.
i just got pulled onto two indie projects with my friends and they require learning a new 3d program & doing a buttload of concept work. huzzah for portfolio work.
iâll be doing my best to finish up my drafts tonight. iâll probably be dropping the one liners for my own sanity.