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"Oh! You little DEMONS! Who the bloody hell put green dye into my shampoo?! I'll MURDER, you!"
Unfortunately, someone has played a cruel trick on the Gambler of Fate. With dye slipped into his shampoo, his beautiful blonde hair is now in fact, green. Lets see how he deals with this one...
GENERAL
Oh--hello there luv. Didn't see you come in. No no, sit and stay a while. Tell a man your story, Mm? I'll even trade, your for mine. Fair deal, don't you think?
Alright, don't give me that look--a catch, of course. You read me too well. But I don't ask for much. A gold or two, a comment. I'm a gambler, but I'm not
too greedy.
Well, maybe I am.
Regardless, I'll even start--hows that for fair, Mm? Now, where was I...
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My name is Luxord, tenth in an Organization of thirteen. There's not many of us, but trust me--we're more than enough trouble.
I'm older than I look, which gives me that much more common sense, but I'll take a good number more risks than most my age. Fate smiles on me, what can I say?
Also, yes--it's a British accent. But no, I won't tell you where I'm from. You'll have to sneak that one from me through a card game. Best of luck to you, Mm? -chuckles-
If you can't tell by looking, my eyes are the most gorgeous shade of blue, and I am a bit of a narcissist. Comes with the territory, luv.
I'm only about five-foot-eight, but when it comes down to things, I really don't need an inch of height to cut someone down in battle. My style of fighting involves a bit of trickery and a bit of skill. You see, I can stop time, manipulating it as I see fit. Come at me, and I can stop it -snap- and step aside. coming up behind you before you know what's come upon you. Isn't that handy?
But really, while it is fun to set up a challenge and watch a foe trip all over themselves...diplomacy does come an awfully long way. I've enough sense to spare myself some energy--I'll talk first, then
kick your sorry arse later. Savvy?
Alright.
If you've got any more questions, do feel free to ask. And before I go--yes, ladies and gentlemen--Luxord is a free agent for the game of love. Have at me.
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Impressive avatar, my friend.....
Hi! luxy! ttyl
I see ya still have the green hair, Luxii. *snickers* Ever find out who did it?
I am well Luxord, yourself?
Oh - and Happy Valentines Day...
GREEN HAR.
*stares at puzzledly*
*cocks head*
*cocks head further*
*discovers that yep, it's still green even when you look at it sideways*
...?
I've got a jar of dirt! I've got a jar of dirt! And guess what's inside it? *Xigbar says in a sing-song voice with a jar of dirt literally in hand. He grins at Luxii then runs off.*
My, my....
I love your green hair~
As the Gambler's lips grazed over the cool ones that were the water clone's, A soft murr came from him as he grips the other's hand. Slowly moving the lips away, The clone looked a bit dazed before licking its own lips. No one has ever thought of it being its own being in a sense. And he HAD to help now! Giving a big (And rather adorable) grin, The clone backs up and nods. Rubbing the back of its head, He holds up a finger and moves to dash down the hall. He had to have help from his Master! He would help the charming man! Maybe get another kiss out of the deal!
The clone's fingertips graze over the other's skin before bring that hand to rest its cheek against the back of Luxord's. It was warm and he didn't like to see him so sad! Like his Master, it wasn't good when others were so sad. Nuzzling it gently, its eyes look up at the other at the words. Hate him? How could anyone hate him? He seemed kind enough. Demyx had warn his Clones to not listen to the other Members but this one seemed different! Pondering, A thought came to its mind. His Master...
A flash of un-amusement crossed it features before giving a reassuring smile. Coming close, he kisses his forehead, keeping the one hand still in its own. The other hand moves over the green hair as The clone mouths the words:
"All will be fine. I'll help figure out whom..Ok?"