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~Axel~

Personality: Wise guy is an understatement. Quick witted and sharp-tongued, Axel gets his point across when need be. In fact, he come off as a very snide nonchalant guy to the untrained eye; however, this seems to be just a front. He'd just as quickly call you a friend and manipulate the mind to get to the end result; whatever he was assigned to do. Given his overly charming debonair, most would presume him harmless, but of all the backstabbing, mutiny and traitorous things done in the Organization; he's probably done the worst.

Axel is a master of gaining trust and persuading others to do his bidding, but if that doesn't work out he wouldn't think twice to put someone in their place.

Short Bio: Axel has long-since kept his alliance with the man whom he thought would lead him down the only road to survival, Xemnas. The other's toils and hushed bickering did nothing but become a thorn in his side, sent on more grueling missions to a put a halt to, what he deemed worthless, traitors. Once they were rid of, or so he thought, he could focus on gaining the intricate beating conundrums called hearts.

A close knit friendship was built between himself and Roxas, whom quickly disband from the Organization. Axel is now seeking to bring Roxas from the blinded state he's in inside the virtual world, knowing that he may very well pay for helping with his own life.

Weapon: He wields two chakrams named Eternal Flames. The circular weapons each posses eight spikes, used very diversely for both blocking, attacking, and long range attacks.

He also controls the Assassin Nobodies.

Color: Red, DarkRed when thinking.

Username: Square Lemon

RP Sample: A smirk curled the end of Axel's lips, threatening to pull into a full out grin. "Out of nowhere, huh?" He asked, voice sounding detached, uninterested in the other's story. Reaching out he trailed his gloved fingers down the bright steel of the white blade, green eyes glinting with unknown 'emotion'. "Y'know kid, these come with a lot of responsibility. A L-O-T. I wouldn't want anything..unfortunate to happen to you, got it memorized?" The sentence was laced with sly sounding words, the arm that was once outstretched to touch a keyblade now wrapped around the other male's neck in a friendly manner, the redhead seeming to be concerned for other's safety but this was of course, all a front. Means...to an end.

~Hayner~

Personality: The boy with the ‘attitude problem’. One word that best describes Hayner is ‘impulsive’. He often acts before he thinks and, when he does think and comes up with a plan, he has to act it out, usually pulling his friends into the plan with him. Hayner loves having fun and doing anything adventurous, and hates it when he gets bored. This can be seen through the plans that he suggests to his friends and how he constantly asks them to do something or another. Despite often being reckless, he is loyal to his friends and keeps the promises he makes.

While being a fun-loving person, Hayner is also angered quiet easily, especially by his rival, Seifer, but can sometimes be hostile towards others. He vents this anger through yelling and aggressive comments, but is also a good fighter. Under all of this, Hayner is a person who wants to be recognized by others, which is shown through his attempts at the Struggle competition.
Short Bio: Born and raised in Twilight Town, Hayner has always lived his life for adventure. Most of his time is spent with his best friends, Olette and Pence. Hayner has known those two for as long as he could remember, and they are pretty much inseparable, even if he does drag them around to help him with ideas he comes up with. Pence stated that if he was the 'laid-back one', then Olette would be 'the responsible one' and Hayner was 'the leader', which is pretty much right on all three counts.

For as long as he and his friends have been a group, there has been a rivalry with Seifer and his gang. Every time the cross paths with one another, it usually ends up turning into a fight. Hayner has attempted to become the champion of the Struggle several times, but he has never been in the Finals yet. This doesn't get him down, because he knows he can try again in the next Struggle challenge. However, the fact that Seifer is the champion does get to him.
Weapon: Struggle Stick
Other:
Color: Green and Lime Green
Username: Raven5023
RP Sample: A pair of brown eyes gazed around the area that was called "The Usual Spot" by the person who was gazing around. Apart from the train rolling past every now and then, things were quiet. Way too quiet for the blonde boy's liking. "I am so bored" the male exclaimed, jumping down from the box which he had been sitting on, but being careful not to drop his Sea Salt ice cream. The boy looked over to his friends, who were looking at him from where they sat on a couch. They knew that soon, the blonde would come up with an idea of what they could spend time doing.

It didn't take Hayner long to think of something. "Hey, how about we go to the beach? We haven't been there in a while" he suggested to his two friends. Pence and Olette looked at each other before turning to Hayner. Pence was the one who spoke up on the idea. "Hayner, you may have forgotten, but we used the last of our money stockpiling Sea Salt ice cream" the brunette said, taking a lick of the famous ice cream. Hayner felt himself smirk at his best friends' comment, placing one hand to his hip and rubbing his thumb under his nose. He had already thought about that. He was one step ahead of his friend. "And you may have forgotten that I am smart. We can go around Twilight Town, get ourselves jobs and save up money" the boy replied, finishing off his ice cream. Once he threw away the stick, Hayner turned to leave the 'Usual Spot', and was not surprised to find that Pence and Olette were standing up, ready to leave as well. With a quick nod, Hayner stepped out of the small area of space and into Twilight Town.

~Pence~

Personality: Pence is a bit laid-back and calm. He doesn't have a short-temper, nor is he provoked very easily. You could say Pence is pretty friendly and kind. He is happy a lot of the time, and pretty optimistic. He is practical about things, too. When there is a problem, he takes his time and will try to solve it realistically. He is also loyal. Even if he doesn't know you all too well, he could still consider you a friend and help you when you really need him, but a semi-exception to it would be Seifer, he and his friends' rival. Pence is pretty intelligent and good-humored, too.
Short Bio: Pence was born and raised in Twilight Town for his entire life. He had met a few people in his time, and had a group of friends he had as far back as he can remember. The group was made up of himself, Olette, and Hayner. He had suggested once, and it pretty much fits, that if he was the 'laid-back one', Olette would be the 'responsible one' and Hayner would pretty much be 'the leader'. Occasionally, he got dragged around with Olette to help Hayner's plans. That, or he got dragged onto some shopping trip with Olette.

As long as there was Hayner, Olette, and Pence, there was Seifer and his group as a rival. Seifer will always frame them for some crime that has come up, and usually it would all end in fighting. Well, not Pence fighting much, of course. Pence and Olette are pretty close, and he's sort of like a brother to her. Together, he and Olette would always be cheering for Hayner at the Struggle from the sidelines.
Weapon: N/A
Color: DarkBlue and IndianRed
Username: 101cookies
RP Sample: Pence sat in the Usual Spot, licking some sea-salt ice cream. Aside from the passing train every couple of minutes, things were pretty quiet. He didn't mind the silence so much, but one of his friends Hayner would. And he knew there's only one way to break silence: talk. "Are you going to try to win the Struggle again, Hayner?" he asked, simply. Pence continued to eat his ice cream until only the stick was left behind. "Well, yeah, I'm gonna try again. I'm going to keep trying until I actually do," Hayner said in a "no duh" fashion. Pence nodded in response, keeping a small grin on his face.

And then the mention of the beach was brought up again. "You probably have forgotten, but we're broke. We can't afford the beach." Then of course, the mention of getting jobs around town to earn the money. If we don't go on this beach trip, I'm sure Olette would drag me to another shopping trip. It's like we are going shopping and eating ice cream all the time, Pence thought. He stood up and threw away what was left of his ice cream. He left the place called the 'Usual Spot' after his friends had gone out. He set off to find himself a job to earn money for the beach, and to have some left over for sea salt ice cream later on.

~Riku~

Personality: Following the events of Castle Oblivion (see bio below) Riku has regained his confidence and resolve. He has accepted the darkness as a part of himself and no longer fears the dark's hold on his heart. Rather he takes that darkness and turns it into his greatest weapon. Riku tends to look at the world practically and realistically in contrast to Sora's usual optimistic attitude.

Riku is also fiercely loyal to his friends. When DiZ and Namine explained that Roxas' capture was necessary to awaken Sora, he was willing to allow the darkness to overrun his body. As a result, he now wears the form of Xehanort's heartless. Riku sees this as fair penitence for everything he did to Sora over a year ago. The guilt of his jealousy for his best friend still bothers Riku. Though he wants to help get Sora's memory back, he is unsure if he will be able to face Sora.
Short Bio: Riku grew up on the tiny Destiny Islands. He always dreamed of leaving, and in his desperation, he allowed the darkness to overrun his homeworld for his chance to escape. When he awoke, Maleficent tempted him with the power of darkness and he fell into her trap. He fought Sora, but was still unable to defeat his once-friend. Seeking even more power, he accepted Xehanort's heartless into his heart and lost control of his body. When Sora defeated Xehanort's heartless, he was trapped in the Realm of Darkness with King Mickey.

A mysterious force drew him to Castle Oblivion where he faced the memories of the dark being he had become. As he realized his past mistakes, he shied away from the darkness. However, with the help of Namine, he realized that the darkness was a part of him and he did not need to fear it. He learned to use the darkness as a weapon to fight for the light.

Riku then teamed up with Namine and DiZ to return Sora's memories. He sought out Xion and Roxas, trying to find a way to bring back his friend. Eventually he was forced to face Roxas directly and in the process, he took on the form of Xehanort's heartless. He now roams the virtual world to ensure Roxas' safety.
Weapon: Soul Eater, able to shoot dark fireballs
Other: Riku has retained a biting sense of humor.
Color: steelblue and slategray
Username: 090Kiara090
RP Sample: A hooded figure stood on the rooftop of a virtual Twilight Town. Of course, he was one of the few who actually knew the town was not real. Small data figures formed from readings taken from real counterparts milled around far below him. They were all blissfully unaware that their world existed only in the data banks of a large computer. To them the world was real and always would be. It was a little sad actually. But then it would be worse if they knew the truth. Imagine discovering your entire existence was a fabrication?

But then, I'm one to talk, Riku thought ruefully. Forced to live in another form, never knowing if the darkness is digging deeper into my heart. Will I even notice if one day I wake up and the darkness has changed me beyond recognition? I wonder if DiZ knows. Maybe I'll ask him when I get back from recon. Speaking of which...

Nobody had emerged from Roxas' apartment yet. Was the boy oversleeping? He was supposed to meet his friends as usual, but he was strangely absent. He called out to DiZ, who was always listening to the virtual world, "DiZ, do we have a reading on Roxas? He's late. Is anything wrong?"

~Demyx~

Personality: Demyx acts very much the coward. Running from battles and displaying "fear". He is lazy, laid back and fairly casual. While demyx is a poor fighter (using his water to fight for him while he remains a safe distance away) He specializes in recon missions. although he hates working just as much as he hates fighting.

Demyx is carefree, and less serious than the other members of the Organization. He is selfish, and doesn't take his job seriously. He seems to have a "love" for music and is often seen playing his sitar in the Gray Area.

Short Bio: little is known about Demyx before he joined The Organization. He was not sent to castle oblivion and went on a few missions with roxas durning Roxas's time in the organization.
Weapon: Sitar, control over water in all forms (but ice), control over dancer nobodies.
Other: Number IX (9) of the Organization. The Melodious Nocturne. He calls Xigbar 'Xiggy.'
Color: dodgerblue
Username: Memory Manipulator Namine
RP Sample: Demyx hums a soft tune as he walks quickly down the corridors of the Castle That Never Was. It was raining outside; a rare occurrence in the World That Never Was and he was determined to enjoy every second of it. Breaking into a run as he nears the exit to the castle he can almost taste freedom.

Until he runs right into an unexpected portal appearing in front of him. As if someone materializing in front of him unannounced wasn't bad enough; it just HAD to be xemnas that he smacked into. Falling on his behind he groans softly holding his nose (as it had been the body part to hit his leader). Looking up with "fear" in his eyes he gulps when he sees amber orbs staring down at him with a disapproving scowl.

"Don't run in the Castle Demyx." Xemnas orders as he squeezes water from his hair. Demyx nods silently and gives his hand a twist, silently call the water on his leader to him. The water streams off of Xemnas and pools in an orb-shape in Demyx's hand. Xemnas stares silently at the water orb and then seems to realize that he was now dry. "Thank you." He says and walks off.

Demyx lets out a sigh of relief. somehow he had managed to survive that. Taking the water in his hand he finishes his journey to the rain-soaked world. He lets the water-orb vanish; joining the rain that was streaming down. "Rain rain, stay and play~ We'll have fun all though the day~" He mutters softly singing.

Suddenly he throw out his arms and laughs dancing in the water. his sitar appears in his hand and he starts singing. "I'm singing in the rain, Just singing in the rain, What a glorious feelin', I'm happy again~" Playing his sitar as he sings his song he can't stop smiling. This was when he felt most alive. Playing his music surrounded by his element. It made all those times Larxene and Saix bullied him worth it.

(( this is the song demyx sings ))

Xigbar

Personality: Laid back, cocky, and quite lazy. Rather slink his way around doing work, actually working hard to hardly work. Despite his initial serious demeanor, he is easy going and harmless- if you remain on his good side. But he's seriousness shows when it needs to, defending the Organization when it's threatened (Or when Saix finally catches him). Even though he is the Organization's II, he is rarely treated with the respect or authority given to, say, Saix. He's a nosy thing, no secret is too far from his ear for him not to pick up on. In battle he enjoys mocking his opponents, calling out points of weakness and taunting them. He never tends to break character like Demyx, staying just a cool-headed, quick-witted and sarcastic even when in danger.
Short Bio: Xigbar, the Nobody of Braig, and founding member of Organization XIII. Once an apprentice of Ansem the wise, now a being with no Heart. He excels at recon missions, using his spatial powers to hide in hard to see places. Good friends with Xaldin and Demyx. Excellent sharpshooter, able to combine his weapons into a sniper rifle to take out enemies from afar.
Weapon: Arrowguns, head's up!
Other: Yeah, dude? Whatever broke toootally wasn't me.
Color: Indigo
Username: Evil By Name
RP Sample: [The following is taken from a Future KH RP, with a new set of Organization Members. /Disclaimer]

Number II entered the Castle That Never Was through a shadow portal, red faced and with a stupid grin slapped on his face. Man, did he looove when he he was assigned to work at Port Royal, where the battles are few and the rum was plenty. He held in his hand an open, half empty bottle of Port Royal Special, one of his personal favorite drinks.

His hair was no longer neatly ponytailed, but strewn out over his shoulders, tangled and messy. His coat was a mess, having mud over it in several places, among other various colors of grime. His face was cover in the lip stick marks of bar patrons whom he had the pleasure to accompany, buying everyone in the bar round after round of drinks. It was all a good time to him, which is why he looked forward to hearing a solo recon mission to the good ole Port.

The drunken Xigbar bumbled his way around the castle, making his way finally to the Gray Area, looking for the others. "H-heeeey! C'mon... *hic* guys! Where are all of you?" he called out with a drunken laugh before belching and falling flat on the floor, face first. "Cha.... This floor is so comfy...."

While yes, he was intoxicated too much to realize it now, subconsciously he knew hew was in a world of pain tomorrow, if not from other members, then his poor, aching head. A terrible side effect of the rum that Xigbar felt almost outweighed the joys it brought. As for now, he laid on the floor, where, looking now, he would probably pass out there.