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 Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2012 9:40 am
 The Grey Area serves as a lounge room for the Organization. This is where they sit around, waiting for missions and also where they receive mission briefings from Inexra.
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2012 3:09 am
 príхєl--~--mєmвєr 10//íllusíσnMake a circle, make a circle, {Just so you can't escape}✿✿✿✿✿
Prixel hummed a happy tune as she skipped into the empty Grey Area, one hand holding onto her most precious (and disturbing) doll. The little girl was never seen without it, and never put the freaky red-eyed creature down. The doll did a little swing with Prixel's happy steps, smiling widely as the little girl sang her greetings.
"Good morning every--huh?" Prixel blinked in confusion, happy smile replacing with a little pout when she realized she was alone in the Grey Area. Her eyes narrowed at the thought of being alone, but the expression quickly melted away as her doll bumped into her hip.
"Heeey Susan, where is everyone~? Do you think they're playing a secret game of hide and seek? That's would be sooooo mean!" Prixel held up her doll in front of her face, now occupying two hands as she plopped onto her favorite couch. Hopefully if she talked loud enough someone would appear so she could show them the new plushie nestled in her pocket.
"Those fools are all probably still in bed." The doll reassured with an impish giggle, going back to its insane murmurings about spoons and how she would destroy the world with a banana. Prixel tilted her head at the doll, sitting it in her lap as she made a quiet 'oooooh' sound.
The little girl swung her feet as she continued listening to Susan's ramblings, blissfully unaware that her schizopherenia was acting up again. She hoped someone would come in soon, sometimes it was pretty difficult to talk to Susan.
✄✄✄✄✄Make a circle, make a circle, {What game shall we play?}
(( ooc: Ah and just to clear things up Susan doesn't actually talk, it's just Prixel's silly delusions. orz))
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Posted: Fri Jun 15, 2012 4:31 am
 Rixban
[Member of Organisation XIII]
→「Member II」
ωαℓкιиg fσяєνєя...▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
Rixban entered the Grey Area, going through a few documents stuck to an ivory coloured clipboard, the ever so slightly petulant frown on his face empathised by the light frown creases around his forehead. His precise, calculated footsteps echoed around the mostly empty room, as he headed for a couch to sit on. Hearing a high pitched voice, Rixban looked up from his documents to see Prixel talking to another one of her strange looking dolls. Only catching the end of the last sentence, he decided that he may as well chat with the smaller nobody and placed the clipboard onto the simple table nearest to him. "Hello Prixel." Rixban commented with an awkward nod of his head, trying to relax his face from the default serious frown it usually wore. Waiting for a response, he sat on the couch facing vertically opposite to her, clasping his hands together and resting them gently on his knees. He wasn't exactly the most social 'person' in the organisation, but he knew it couldn't hurt to try, could it? Dismissing the thoughts, he went back to staring at the doll in Prixel's hand.
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тιℓℓ тнє єи∂ σf тιмє
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Posted: Fri Jun 15, 2012 5:07 am
príхєl--~--mєmвєr 10//íllusíσnMake a circle, make a circle, {Just so you can't escape}✿✿✿✿✿
Prixel turned wide eyes up as she heard a low voice address her, her lips curving into a sweet smile when she realized it was Rixban. She hadn't even noticed the reserved man walk in, too enraptured in her conversation with Susan.
"Hi Rixban~! How are you today? It seems we're the only people awake right now, since Susan thinks everyone else is asleep." Prixel greeted the older male happily, eager to have finally found someone to talk to. Admittedly Rixban wasn't the most talkative person, but he was a pretty good listener.
Noticing Susan being stared at she lifted the little doll's arm in a small wave, giggling at her own antics. "O-Oh, that reminds me! Look Rixy, I made a new plushie!"
Prixel fished through her pockets, small hands clasping a teddy bear and pulling it out. It was a small thing, surprisingly well made and donning a red ribbon around it's neck. It would've been almost cute if it wasn't for it's unsettling red eyes, frozen in a perpetual stare.
Prixel's own eyes became wide with hope as she held it out with two hands, staring at Rixban as she shoved the teddy in his face. "Does it look okay?"
✄✄✄✄✄Make a circle, make a circle, {What game shall we play?}
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Posted: Fri Jun 15, 2012 11:05 pm
 XeniaⅧιт′ѕ | σvєя | ησω▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬Xenia wasn't surprised that she was the third into the Grey Area this morning, more from the fact that she'd heard Prixel address 'Rixy' from down the hall than anything else. She plastered a fake smile on her face (which was the only kind of smile she could ever manage) as she walked into the room. She was told to humour the girl as much as possible. She was the organisation's youngest member and was fairly mentally unstable. Xenia for one didn't understand mental problems but then again, Xenia didn't understand a lot of things about how people feel and act, having not experienced feelings before. "Good morning," she said in greeting. She then noticed the teddy which Prixel was basically forcing Rixban to give an opinion on. "It's very pretty," she commented. This was her genuine opinion, but growing up in Halloweentown where all the toys were either malformed or alive, her views on them were a little distorted.▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬I try to be someone
But I don’t know how
I don’t know how
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Posted: Fri Jun 22, 2012 3:43 am
Rixban
[Member of Organisation XIII]
→「Member II」
ωαℓкιиg fσяєνєя...▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
"Susan?" Rixban commented, only asking out of politeness as he guessed the small doll in Prixel's arm to be the said creature. Considering the next question the smaller girl asked him excitedly, he took a moment to think, hesitating slightly as he looked over at her."Today, I am... adequate." Thinking that the answer he had provided for her question sufficient enough, he relaxed slightly on the chair, only to be attacked next with a teddy bear shoved to his face. Flinching slightly, he stared at the toy that was much too close to him for comfort, frowning slightly at the opinion he was requested to form. He didn't exactly find the toy, 'cute' and found himself unsure how to answer. Luckily, he was saved by the appearance of Xenia and her direct reassuring compliment. Where are the rest of the members...? An ever so familiar crease appearing on his forehead, Rixban picked up his clipboard again, tapping the pen against its smooth surface. I don't remember any of them being on any particular difficult mission...
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Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2012 4:05 am
 иσтнιηg ℓαѕтѕ ғσяєνєя αƒтєя αℓℓxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxαηтнє☰☲☵☱☴☶☳☰☲☵☱☴☶☳☰
Xanthe was waiting until he heard voices inside the Grey Area before he moved. Autophobia. He wasn't going to sit in a room alone with the fear of being alone. He smiled widely as he walked into the room, happy to see that there was four people to keep him company. "Hello Rixban. Hello Prixie. Hello Xenia. Hello Susan," he beamed. He liked calling people what they liked to be called, and didn't want to skip out on Prixel's doll friend. "It's such a nice day." Not that he could see the actual day at the moment. Xanthe had a habit of calling every day 'nice'. He looked around the room. "What do you have there, Prixie?" He took a step towards the small girl to get a better look at what she was holding, leaning forwards in curiousity. "Is that a new plushie? Can I see?" He waited patiently for her response.
☰☲☵☱☴☶☳☰☲☵☱☴☶☳☰ ◖ ♝ Organisation - No.Ⅴ ◗xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxι ℓσνє уσυ ‛тιℓ тнє σ¢єαη тαкєѕ υѕ αℓℓ
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Posted: Wed Jul 11, 2012 8:29 pm
príхєl--~--mєmвєr 10//íllusíσnMake a circle, make a circle, {Just so you can't escape}✿✿✿✿✿
"That's super-duper great, Rixban!." Prixel exclaimed as she heard his answer, replying in an overly enthusiastic manner from behind her teddybear. She squirmed a little as she waited for his reply, looking up when she heard someone else answer instead. Prixel's face flushed with happiness as she recognized Xenia.
"Thanks so much, Xenia! You're so nice~!" Her face flushed with false happiness ( seeing as how she didn't have the heart to express real happiness ) as she made the teddy wave to Xenia as well. Admittedly Xenia and Rixban weren't exactly the most exciting people to have a conversation with, but as long as Prixel wasn't alone she was happy.
"I'm so happy, I guess Susan was right about everyone being asleep." Prixel said outloud to no one in particularly, swinging her feet with the sudden energy that came to her when being around people. She beamed at Xanthe as soon as he arrived, making Susan wave with one hand to the older member as soon as he walked in. Xanthe was practically the only one who really acknowledged Susan's presence, so Prixel liked him a lot for that. Also, she could actually have a conversation with him.
She held out the small teddybear for Xanthe to see, not short of pride as she answered his previous question. "It's a new teddy. I made it allllll by myself~" There was no lack of pride as she explained, puffing out her chest a little proudly. Of course it wasn't like she made all of her other dolls with anyone's help, but she still liked saying it. It made her feel like she was able to do something as well as the other members, even if it wasn't very useful."D'you like it?"
✄✄✄✄✄Make a circle, make a circle, {What game shall we play?}
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