[OOM: Takes place roughly several days after his first time bar tending.]It's raining gently in the World That Never Was. Not the torrential storms it's capable of, just light sprinkling of rain, washing away the dirt and grime and leaving the smell of wet concrete behind ( Read more... )

Demyx wasn't entirely certain just how long he was out. When he awoke, though, the pounding in his head was so fierce he didn't think he'd ever felt something that bad. Not even from annoying ... well, anyone of the Organization, really, they were all kind of equally sour or sadistic (or a combination of both) folks ( Read more... )

Well, there ya go, boys ( Read more... )