THIS IS WHAT ROXAS DOES TO ME WHEN HE IS A KITTY.
And he calls ME a bag of dicks?!
Twilight Town! Always Twilight Town.
Uhm, Axel, what about you?
I would go to a world made entirely of beds.
Axel yawned, stretching out as he woke up and rolling over. It was Friday, he didn’t have a mission, and if it was really up to him he’d just go back to sleep right now. But after the fight he’d had with Roxas last night (apparently the blond Nobody was really, really opposed to the idea of Axel having eight arms), just lazing about in bed wasn’t an option. He had to get back in his best friend’s good graces… somehow.
Still half-asleep, the Nobody got to his feet, stumbling for his open bathroom door. It wasn’t until he hit solid wall that he really started paying attention, groping for the doorknob and wondering if Roxas had snuck in there for a late morning shower. Even if the blond was mad at him, that sounded like something he’d do. Maybe just for spite, even.
There was no doorknob. This was perplexing, but not entirely out of the ordinary. Axel had been known to become disoriented in his own room, especially when he’d just woken up. Still mentally on the pillows, he made his way around the room, trying to remember where the hell the bathroom door was. The journey was cut short when he crashed into a table, several small objects falling to the floor and—
And something was definitely not right. Axel didn’t have tables with stuff on them in his room, he preferred wall decorations. Slowly, his attention turned from the mess on the floor to the walls, catching sight of himself in a small mirror hanging by the bed.
This was not good. This was pretty much the opposite of good. This was blond-haired, blue-eyed, seething rage that promised to destroy everything nice in the world.
More importantly… if he was here, and this was Roxas’ body, where was Roxas? And who was in his body?
Axel sprinted for the door, trying not to trip on his now shorter legs as he ran for his room.
(OoC: Roxas’ mun and I decided to have some fun with body-switching! Feel free to send our boys asks about what it’s like being in each other’s bodies, and all that related fun. We’ll keep this up for a few days, probably just until everyone gets bored with it.)
Roxas is busy on a mission.
And besides that, he’s his own person. I’m not going to force him into doing anything he doesn’t want to, so complaining to me about him not doing stuff is pretty much pointless.
Keep up the good work, guys! And thanks to everyone that follows me, likes my stuff, sends me asks, etc etc.
There’s a little-known contest between myself and Roxas that whoever has the most followers, tops.
So pardon me while I go stick my dick in him.