[Demyx is back.

And he's naked.

Enjoy.]

What the-!? No no no, you've got the wrong guy, I-

[It cuts off there.]

[voiced, not filtered but clearly aimed at roomies]

Hey, guys. I, uh... I think I'm gonna find my own place. We're runnin' out of rooms, and I don't want to crash your little home-world party.

No offense and all that, alright?

[action!]

[You'll spot Demyx standing in front of Community Building 5, sitar in hand with one end resting on the ( Read more... )

Yeesh, it's like... crazy-hot out here. Anyone else wanna head down to that lake with me? Hopefully someone who knows how to get there?

...

Oh, Takiko, Rimudo, we're gonna have this chick Xion staying with us 'till she finds her own place. Be nice to her. She's not so bad.

Xion, you nearly here? Just making sure you didn't get lost or something ( Read more... )

[voiced / action]

What. What!? The hell is thi-

[Thunk. A curse word under his breath.]

No. Okay, no.

[Sounds of a door opening, something being set down outside, then Demyx coming back inside, sweeping his hands together like 'job well done'.

But there's a sort of swish noise, and the footsteps stop dead.]

You've got to be kidding me. I don ( Read more... )

Okay, the sun is down, the air conditioning is on, HOW IS IT SO HOT.

Anyone good with ice? If you cool this place the heck down, I'll play for you~.

Oh, Takiko, forgot to ask: How long is your, uh... your person gonna stay with us? [Since Demyx never got any answer to how they're related/know one another, nor would he be so certain about gender ( Read more... )

[voiced]

Hey, everyone.

I'm in the market for a big empty room. Like, big.

Not forever, just for like... two days.

Anyone got anything?

If I can find one, I'm also gonna need a whole bunch of snacks. And decorations. And a band.

Wanna help a guy out?

[voiced, I guess you could say]

[kerr-THUNK THUNK THUNK THUNK THUNK THUNK.

The journal, meanwhile, flies through the air and lands facing the ceiling, the pages eventually settling.

You'll hear a tired and mildly exasperated groan, and then, in a tired but carefully perky voice:]

I'm okay!

[Demyx is bored out of his mind in the clinic. He's pouting a little, but you can't see that. The journal is open, but kinda slung aside boredly, so you can pretty much just see what's in the icon. He's kickin' back in his bed (hopefully soon he'll be able to stand up without getting all dizzy), his sitar across his lap. You'll hear a quiet, idle ( Read more... )

[voiced]

[In a semi-coherent and mildly slurred voice:] Whoa... Headrush. [Aaaand a thump as he collapses. Have a Demyx, back from mallynappage. Somebody find the poor guy?]