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TheMagicalKingdom Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2005 9:52 am
Please Do Not Post Without Permission Of Novastrike!! This Journal belongs to Novastrike. She is the Godparent of Vexen And Marluxia. Here she will keep track of their growth and adventures.
Name: Vexen
D.O.B: 05.14.05
Gender: Male
Stage: Child
Story: Kingdom Hearts : Chain of Memories
Personality: Unknown
Name: Marluxia
D.O.B: 07.10.05
Gender: Male
Stage: Item
Story: Kingdom Hearts : Chain of Memories
Personality: Unknown
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Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2005 5:47 pm
 Name: Vexen Age: Teen [16-18] Job: Scientist, and Household Nerd Personality: If he's not talking to someone, he''s usually thinking. Thinking about life, the heart... Anything. He''s a scientist at heart who studies all living things. He's usually very pleasant to talk to, but he also can be bitingly sarcastic. His greatest phobia is being stabbed in the back. Since becoming a child, he's become very reserved; very shy. He isn't fond of approaching people, and his memory of plushiehood seems oddly foggy and forgotten. He also prefers the company of his brother Duo to his brother Marluxia. He knows very little of what to do with younger children, but will try any way. Easily flustered, Vexen is often spastic and exciteable, outside his comfort zone. While not so good with the younger siblings, he's gotten the title "Babysitter" being of legal babysitting age. Notes: Formally a master of ice, it is unknown if, as a plushie, he maintained these powers, but the tiny sheild accessory with him is icy cold to the touch. Vexen makes a very good effort at villany, but something always bothers him. He has a concience, and it, as a rule, wins out in the end. However, since becoming a child, he seems to exude of ice, prefering the cold, and even playing with ice and icemakers. Sometimes when he's extreamely angry, or otherwise emotionally distressed, things will randomly freeze. Lately, he's finally gotten out of puberty (Leaving his mother with one less headache) and his icy skillz have finally gotten in line. He is learning to hone them, and at the same time... Well, he's beating the girls off with a stick. XD Past Life: Vexen remembered very little, if nothing, of his past. Engrossed in a thirst for knowledge, he joined the Organization, along with Lexaeus and Zexion, at it's induction, to study matters of the Heart. When he was assigned to Castle Oblivion, he created a clone of Riku based upon data collected in combat, to test Sora. When the clone went out of control, he challenged Sora himself. His final words tried to warn to boy of the danger he was putting himself in, but he was cut short when Axel stabbed him in the back. Vexen was completely absorbed by his interest in science, and as such constantly hungered for knowledge. This hunger lasted until he perished. ** Information based on observations of his behaviour in Kingdom Hearts: Chain of Memories. >.< Nyer!
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Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2005 5:49 pm
 Name: Marluxia Age: Child [10-12] Job: Hippie Personality: Marluxia's primarily goal is to aquire power, no matter the cost. He will stop at nothing, and is also at times narcissistic. He's also known to be aggressive toward his family, for unknown reasons. He prefers flowers to people. Notes: Marluxia is a botanist through and through. He gets especially aggressive if "his" flowers are disturbed. Unlike Vexen, he's more profane and likes fewer people. Past Life: Marluxia saught to take over the Organization and to mould it to his whims. He prefered his revolution, and would do anything for his goals. A complete maniac, it is Marluxia who commanded Namine, and Castle Oblivion, in an effort to take the Keyblade from Sora. Sora ultimately killed Marluxia on the 13th floor of Castle Oblivion. There's still blood stains. o_O; ** Information based on observations of his behaviour in Kingdom Hearts: Chain of Memories. >.< Nyer!
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Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2005 5:54 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2005 5:56 pm
VexenWendy Moira Darling Taco-Blades - Vexen's fiancee. While Vexen is a scientist, and acts more like an adult than a child, Wendy has a child-like innocence and a love of stories, stories Vexen tends to look into the truth of. Even when they seem dubious he still cares about Wendy immensely and has promised to wed her when old enough. Ansem - A fellow scientist. While he has not seen Ansem in a long time, he enjoys their... Scientific discussions. Tron- Little program dude. Also around because.. Noone knows if Psyren and Nova are friends, sisters, or WHAT. Usually, Vexen's babysitting him. MarluxiaYuffie - After a rough start, Marluxia, formerly a loner by nature, grew to enjoy Yuffie's company, namely because they both tend to instigate trouble, and she doesn't think his plant obsession is totally retarded. Marluxia enjoys her company, despite the fact she keeps him WHIPPED. XD Constance - Wow, for guy who claims to hate women he sure gets along with them. Met because Nova and Kaze's families are usually near each other due to the fact their mothers are usually bumming around. Constance likes killing things, and flowers, so, of course, she's one of Marluxia's favorite people. XD Even if he thinks her siblings are all dinks.
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Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2005 6:00 pm
  Vexen's PErsonal Terminal, or PET. Linked to the PET Network. Marluxia does not own a PET as he is too irresponsible for one. However, he sometimes steals Vexen's.
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2005 10:43 pm
8/6/05- I barely remember who I was. I remember being small and vulnerable. Mostly immobile. But little else. Whatever God or Goddess, they have blessed me and cursed me thus.
But I remember my mother.
She's not human. She's alien. I learned this when we met a boy named Duo tonight. I didn't understand their shared alien tounge, but Duo did, and they spoke it. And he's joined our family.
I'm in the room I'm sharing with Marluxia now, in the Castle, but Duo seems to not trust this place. I think he mentioned feeling some kind of evil power; something that made him uncomfortable.
As for Marluxia... I only know that doll is very cold hearted. Very cold indeed.
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2005 3:35 pm
Papers shuffled as Vexen jotted down his notes. It was a hot summer night, warmer than most usually were. It irked the young boy slightly as he wiped sweat from his brow. Wasn't there some way to cool his room? He made his way to the window.
Marluxia watched his siblingin his typical silence, in irritation. The permanent smirk painted on his face would be twitching if it had any movement at all. Vinyl got sticky in heat, and being sticky made Marluxia unhappy. The small psycho finally decided to take his pain out on someone. And the closest someone was Vexen.
Vexen didn't hear Marluxia come up as he fussed with the blinds, irritation apparent. Suddenly he felt a swipe as his leg, and warm blood trickling down his ankle. Glancing down, he saw Marluxia, being a pill as ever, taking aim for another pass. Vexen swept him up in a hand, which the plushie noticed turning frigid.
"LISTEN, you little twerp! I have no idea HOW your living, but if I attack me one more time-"
Vexen's threat was cut off as his desk chair suddenly iced up. Dropping the plushie, Vexen rushed to investigate, curiously. Marluxia simply watched.
Perhaps Vexen had some use afterall... If he could be tamed.
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Posted: Mon Sep 26, 2005 9:11 am
It was purple. An d wearing pink, and yellow, and green, and red. But it was mostly purple, and it looked like a freaking spider. And right now the househouse "vermin" as Duo phrased it after Vexen taught him his new favorite word in place of "evil thing" was staring right at Marluxia.
Incapable of movement... Marluxia stared back. He was one of the very few who didn't give a crap one way or the other if Trojan, as Nova aptly announced her name was, was there. Spiders ate pests. She'd already gotten one of the other Duo-titled "vermin" to stick to avoiding her. And as a bonus, it hissed. Amusing! At the moment, Trojan was trying to figure out what made Marluxia move by clamboring all over his body prodding various parts when Vexen entered the room in a navy silk shirt and black slacks. Of the two children, Vexen dressed more normally.. To a point. Everything was always in it's place, and the child was an absolute neat freak. In one hand, Vexen had a brush, which was making swipes through his hair. Tossing it over his shoulder as his hair was done, Marluxia gestured similiar to rolling his eyes.
You are a prissy nitwit. Marluxia hrmphed. His words were unheard as Vexen scooped Marluxia up and applied a come to Marluxia's shag-ball mullet. The plushie flailed and fought.
HEY, you damn androgynous freak! Your too old for dolls! Put me down!
Marluxia was once again unheard as Vexen completed the daily routine, careful not to crush Trojan as she scuttled all over Marluxia to avoid being damaged. Marluxia's small soft shoulders heaved up, then down in a huff. How dare Vexen touch him? Wait till he grew! He'd have at the boy then! Probably utilizing weeds or something. A menacing twinkle came to Marluxia's eye at the thought of tormenting his elder brother. Oh yes, there would be much violence when he got older.
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Posted: Fri Dec 02, 2005 7:34 pm
12/2/05
Day one kazillion and five. Still no luck getting at b00bies. Still no luck kicking Vexen's stupid a**.
.....
Still no luck throttling that dumb robot, but, I do have my scythe now. None of us are home yet, though. We're working on it.
Duo is so inept with women. He needs a Don Juan like me to show him the ropes.
..........
Trojan's on my head. D:
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Posted: Fri Dec 02, 2005 7:41 pm
12/2/05
It's been nearly two months...
We're lost.
We're trying to get home.
.....I hope we make it.
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Posted: Mon Dec 05, 2005 8:29 am
12/05/05
Self note. Pissing off the Goddes = BAD THING!!!!
....We're ******** any of you thinking I have no sense of direction. ... I'll be going now, more idiots to toy with~
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2006 10:38 pm
The first thing anyone noticed after the past month was how loud the house had become. Noisy. Busy. Vexen had been ushered into school, which suited the boy fine. He adored books. Duo too, had begun private training with their mother, leaving one sibling quite out.
Marluxia, however small, hated being left out. While his face was incapable of emotion outside of that same sappy smile, his small brain was churning. Most days he crepy into the garden to tend his plants and to enjoy the sun. Others were spent quietly roaming. He had yet to find and area that suit him, but when he did, it would be his, all to himself. Unlike his brothers, you see, he knew precious few. And noone wanted to be the friend of a vicious plant boy, or even the plush of one.
Well, if they didn't want to be his friend willingly, then he would force it upon them. But how could a small doll do that? He couldn't even handle the Goddess. One plan down, he frowned. Maybe he should find a way to become stronger...
The plushie pawed at the wall but to no avail; it was hard to climb for one so small, and so high. He kept trying before he was picked up off the ground. Squirming indignantly, he turned to face his mother. It wasn't his real mother, of course, but it was his mother. He crossed his arms as if asking what she wanted.
"Are you busy?" She asked, calm, gentle, and amicable. He shook his head. Yes and no were easy to communicate. A child could do it. The woman tucked him into her arms. As much as he hated admitting it, he appreciated being warm and close to people's bodies. While some was for less than pure carnal instinct, with his mother it was different. Comforting, though pride forbade him implying it. He satisfied himself with a haughty pose as Nova knelt by his flower field, pulling a packet out of her sleeve.
"I've never been very good at planting flowers." Nova said quietly. "Or anything like that. Even vegetables. Maybe you could teach me?"
Marluxia nodded, somewhat happy with this as he took the seeds. This was HIS time. No brothers, and someone cared about his flowers, his plants. Even if it was HER, a woman he could often barely stand. Just tending the flowers, for just this once, was enough.
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 8:55 am
Marluxia had grown, that was for certain. He was a child, and finally FREE. Free to express himself! Free to torment or maim Vexen! Free to-
"Luxie, how come Audrey just snapped at Passy?" Came a tiny girl's voice from Marluxia's male-dominance monolouge. The red-head glanced over at his younger sister and scuttled over.
"Because he thinks Passy is a fly."
Marluxia had, prior coming home from visiting with Yuffie, been issued with sibling hunting duty, and since she'd come home, he'd been busy keeping an eye on her.
By choice no less. It had half the household completely disturbed with how violently defensive Marluxia was. The lettuce next to him peeked up, holding her Cyber Elf and staring with bright blue eyes. Marluxia knelt down and gave her a hug, mentally hoping to whatever God there was Vexen didn't see it.
"Don't worry, I'll keep Audrey from eating your... Uhm.. Thing."
He wasn't good at being nice, but it suited his baby sister fine. A Baby sister he planned to protect from the other boys. And his brothers. He didn't want his brothers' stupid spreading. She reminded him of his plants. Must be the green hair. Passy razzed him.
"Elf! ELF!"
"Yeah yeah." Marluxia cuddled his sister defensively a minute longer before standing up. NS smiled happily.
"I love you big brother!"
Marluxia blinked, then ruffled her hair.
What the feck was love?
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Posted: Thu Apr 20, 2006 9:46 am
04/20/05
There's a humankiller loose.
And the world changed again. And I accidently hurt Marluxia's.... ... Friend? I feel badly.
My temperature's been dropping a bit lately and I've been accidently freezing things more lately... What's wrong with me?
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