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I can't beleive it!
I can't believe it! My friends jacked my PS2!
Yesterday my friend spent the night because he had the day off yesterday, and I have the week off.
Then we went over to my friend Mike's house and played Fantasy Star Online episodes 1 and 2 for the Gamecube for like 2 and a half hours. Then we started playing Budokai 3, which was actually pretty fun. It's alot better than I thought it would be. So anyway, we played that for a little while, and then Mike's brother Daniel and like everyone else except me and Mike wanted to play Madden '05.
There was just one problem. They had the mini PS2 so couldn't use a multi-tap. So, they asked if they could borrow mine, and I reluctantly said yes. So they borrowed my PS2, I got bored, I went home, played Fable, and long story short, here I am, ranting, just having realized I forgot my PS2 there.
So, I guess really, I just forgot it, and they didn't jack it. Wow. That was confusing. Anyways, I'm gonna go now, because I'm bored, and I want to write more fanfic. Maybe play some more of Halo. Cya!
Thanx for reading
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Xenosaga: Prelude
God, I'm such a fanfic freak. Now, I've started one about Xenosaga. I guess it's because this is the only place where someone will actually ever READ my fanfiction besides my mom. Oh, well. Here goes:
The Encephalon. 21 Years ago. It was used for many different things back then. Back before the Gnosis. One of the things it was used for was giving birth.
Because there were no hospitals in space, people had to use the Encephalon for medical care. The Encephalon is a mechanism that can take you too worlds beyond your imagination. It can look inside the deepest darkest heart, and hack into the most complex system of files without lagging once. What happens in the Encephalon affects the real world. It’s the closest thing you will find to an alternate universe, without going to an alternate universe.
Right now, the Ridgeleys were in the Encephalon waiting for the little baby boy to be returned to them from the maternity ward. It was only an hour ago, that a little baby boy, named Chaos was born.
“Look who’s here?” asked the nurse walking in.
She held a baby in her arms, but the baby’s face was hidden because he was looking in the other direction.
“Oh, my… Oh, bring him. Bring him,” the father said. “Look at that. Look what you did.”
The father’s name was Allen Ridgeley. Allen was 24 years old, and he was the Assistant Chief Engineer at his construction site. He had light brown hair, and had deep blue eyes. Today he was wearing a neat orange shirt, with buttons hear the collar.
“What we did,” the mother corrected him.
The mother’s name was Juli Ridgeley, and she worked at the Federation. A board member of the Subcommittee on Close Encounters, also known as the S.O.C.E., Dr. Juli Ridgeley headed investigations into the appearances of any alien scourges or UFOs. Based in Federation Capital Fifth Jerusalem, she was the ex-wife of Joachim Mizrahi, creator of certain types of Realians and founder of a mob-like organization who’s name, to this day, is unknown.
Juli Ridgeley looked at her beautiful little baby. He had dark chocolately-looking skin, something he got from his mothers side, and emerald green eyes, that glistened in the light. Also oddly, he seemed to have a lot of hair, which to this day as well, is also highly unusual, and even more weirder, was the fact that it was silver. Since when is anyone born with silver hair?
A tear trickled down Juli Ridgeley’s eyes.
“He’s… He’s beautiful,” Juli Ridgeley cried.
Chaos reached his hand out from under the blanket he was wrapped in. He felt the sof t smooth touch of his mothers hair. He started twirling a tuft of her hair in his fingers. This caught Juli by surprise. Allen just smiled. Chaos seemed so amazed by his mother’s hair.
Allen started chuckling, at the site of his newborn child.
“Little baby? Little baby? Yes, I’m your mommy,” Juli said softly.
Chaos suddenly stopped and jus stared at the hair he had in his fingers.
“Hello?” Juli said, utterly bewildered at what her son was doing.
“What’s he doing?” Allen asked.
Chaos’s eyes sparkled as the clockwork in his brain turned furiously.
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Finally!
Finally! I finished the next chapter, of the Final Fantasy fan fic. Here it is:
Final Fantasy X: Chapter 18: The Competition
The Cavern of the Stolen Fayth. Recently, a small group of bandits had taken up residence there. They called themselves the Crimson Squad. A boy about the age of 16 was standing watch. He held a flamethrower, and was pacing back and forth in front of the entrance.
He had dark skin and corn-rolls. He wore armor if you could call it that. It was more like an insignia, although it was meant to be armor. It was a single diamond shaped piece of medal, that was on the front of his torso, held on to the boy’s body by ropes stretching across his back. Underneath his armor, he wore a green shirt, and he had green shorts to match.
He had a x-shaped scar on his left cheek. His name was Gatta. It was dark out. A man with gray and sunglasses walked up to the boy, with a blonde boy about the same age, dressed in a blitzball uniform following him. The gray haired man drew his sword, and pointed it at the boy, just centimeters in front of his face.
“Pardon me, sir. Could you spare a moment to talk about the Aeons?” Auron asked.
The boy turned and ran as fast as his feet could carry him.
“Help, somebody get Luzzu! The Gullwings are standing right outside of the cave entrance!” Gatta shouted.
One Crimson Squad member darted out from a pathway and ran ahead of Gatta. Two others came out of the same pathway and blocked the two Gullwings’ path. Tidus’ Caladbolg drove into one of the Crimson Squad member’s face. The second member drew his sword. The third one started to back away.
“Luzzu! I think it’s an earthquake!” a red-headed woman said, kneeling down next to Luzzu.
The women had her hair flowing down past and in front of her shoulders, and had light skin. She wore long black gloves that went past her elbows, and a tight, skimpy, black top, that barely covered her breasts. It also revealed her slender hips, and but cheeks. Finally, she wore see-through socks. She was kneeling on top of Luzzu, sitting right where his crotch was.
There was a large protrusion that the red head could feel, trying to penetrate her skimpy, black top. Luzzu reached for a pistol under his pillow. It was silver with red markings on either side.
“No! The Calm Lands do not sit on unstable tectonic plates you ignorant woman! Have you learned nothing from the tourists since we came to this cavern?” Luzzu asked.
A Crimson Squad member flew past them, and landed up against the wall, Tidus’s Caladbolg, hanging him there.
“OH MY GOD!” the red head yelled.
“Excuse us, miss,” Auron said, walking in as the red head darted out of the room.
Tidus walked in after him, staring at the girl as she ran past.
“My friend and I need to talk to Luzzu here about some serious threats he’s been making against the family of a much-loved mutual acquaintance,” Auron said drawing his sword.
“Kimarhi Ronso belongs to me, not you, old man! The Crimson Squad saved him from the Chocobo Knights, not the Gullwings,” Luzzu barked, pointing his pistol at Auron’s head. “Kimarhi will come back and work for us or his little brothers and sisters will get chopped up into tiny pieces. Your buddy signed a binding contract and that contract must always be honored.”
“Yeah?” Auron asked, swinging his sword.
The sword cut clean through Luzzu’s pistol, turning into five pieces, 4 of which fell to the cavern floor. Auron kicked Luzzu in the fact, and drove his sword into the ground right below his crotch.
“Well, maybe it’s time we renegotiated the terms of that contract, comrade,” Auron said with a smile.
“Cid isn’t going to happy about this, Auron,” Tidus said.
Tidus was steering a chocobo up the path toward the main Calm Land area. Auron was riding in the back, holding onto Tidus’ torso.
“People using their abilities to push ordinary people around is right down there with corrupt Maesters and sticking gum under the school desks, as far as Cid is concerned,” Tidus explained.
“Well, Cid might have a black belt in tactical diplomacy, but I got a master’s in scraping dirt off my shoes, Tidus,” Auron replied. “Kimarhi had a problem he was too scared to even talk about, and now that problem is going to be sending his mother a weekly fruit basket.”
“The way I see it, all we were doing was looking after our own back there,” Auron finished.
“Is this why you’re moving on again tonight, Auron? Getting tired of playing by Cid’s school rules?” Tidus asked.
“To be honest, it’s more to do with you guys sleeping with knives under your pillows when I crash in the spare room, Tidus. Cid and I get along fine,” Auron answered. “Cid’s pretty much the most decent guy I ever met, and this school he’s been building is just about the first thing I reckon I’ve ever actually believed in.”
“All the more reason to go looking for the Crusaders by myself, I guess. I’ve caused you people enough trouble, don’t you think?” Auron asked.
“Well, you know the number if you need us, man. Just say the word and we’ll be there,” Tidus said, abnormally.
“Thanks,” Auron said suspiciously.
“Forget about it. Just looking after our own, y’know?” Tidus asked sourly.
The Djose Highroad. Where many people travel everyday. Someone was flying high up in the sky. People started to take notice, and point at the person. Lulu was literally suspended in mid-air, floating aimlessly. Wakka was standing on the beach, reading a book.
“And this is the girl who said she wasn’t interested in playing super heroes,” Wakka muttered, looking up.
Lulu suddenly came crashing down into the water, making a huge splash. Wakka set down his book, and waded into the water. There was Lulu, sitting in the water, laughing.
“Wow! I can’t believe I was too scared to experiment with these powers before I met Cid, Wakka. Riding those air currents is better tan riding a hover. You have got to try this,” Lulu rejoiced.
“Thanks for the offer, Lulu, but I think I’ll pass until you perfect that landing technique, if you don’t mind,” Wakka said helping her up. “Besides, I thought I was supposed to be helping you review for this algebra exam you were so worried about last night.”
“Oh, who can tell a cosine from a hypotenuse when coming down form an adrenaline rush? Can’t we just cuddle up and make out for a while?” Lulu asked.
“Are you sure you’re really comfortable with this, Lulu? I mean, this whole dating-the-fat-guy-thing isn’t just some elaborate prank the others put you up to for a laugh, is it?” Wakka asked, putting his arm around Lulu.
“Come again?” Lulu asked, surprised.
They headed over to a picnic that Wakka had set up, while Lulu was experimenting with her black magic. A chocobo was standing nearby, it’s reins tied to a nearby rock. Math books were set out as well. They were supposed to be studying for a test they were going to have tomorrow.
“I’m sorry. It’s just that the only other time a girl was ever interested in me, the rest of the class had begged her to ask me out. When I showed up for our first date, all the other kids in school were waiting outside the theater to hit me with eggs, telling me how ugly I was and how I looked like a gorilla,” Wakka explained.
“Are you serious?” Lulu asked.
“The fact that someone who looks like you would even want to kiss me just absolutely blows my mind,” Wakka said, sitting down on the picnic cloth.
“Wakka, chill out. I break wind and forget to floss some days just like everyone else, y’know?” Lulu asked, joining him. “I’ve done a lot of stupid things over the years. Insane things like you wouldn’t believe…”
Lulu picked up the math books and tossed them aside. When Lulu turned back to face Wakka, their eyes locked on to each other. After an awkward moment, Lulu finished what she was saying.
“…but going out with you has been the most fun I’ve ever had without getting myself arrested, Wakka McCoy.”
They leaned forward, looking into each others eyes, trying to search each others feelings. Then their lips locked together. Wakka felt a tingling sensation. Lulu moaned as Wakka’s tongue swam around in Lulu’s mouth. Both Wakka and Lulu wished this moment lasted forever.
Later that night, Gippal was sitting in a chair, next to Kimarhi, as he lifted fifty pounds on a barbell, with absolute ease.
“Man, it must be pretty sweet being Auron, huh? A shower, a change of clothes and then back on the road in search of those Crusader losers. You don’t see Cid making him take any exams,” Gippal said, reaching for a soda.
“Kimarhi don’t think Auron could fill out any applications for jobs either, Gippal. At least Cid thinks there is still a chance Gippal and Kimarhi can be reintegrated into society,” Kimarhi said.
Sixty-four chocobos, one of them pulling a cage with three of four people inside it, pulled up in front of Cid’s airship.
“It’s the way he comes and goes without anybody even seeing him. Man, that’s just so cool. What else do you think they teach you in Yevon, Kimarhi?” Gippal asked.
“The recklessness of bugging five hundred pound Ronsos when they’re benchpressing, perhaps. How did things go with Gippal’s old girlfriend, incidentally?” Kimarhi asked.
Half of the chocobo riders dismounted, and trotted over to the underside of the spaceship. It was dark out. Even if one of the Gullwings looked outside, it would have been near impossible to be able to see the people running around outside.
“Kill the lights and aim for the kitchen. I want the pilot taken down first,” Maester Kinoc ordered.
Two long bullets flew through a window, shattering it, and also taking out the lights in the hallway. Cid looked around, curiously. Yuna jumped in fear. Tidus heard the sound of a rocket being propelled in the distance.
“HIT THE FLOOR!” Tidus yelled.
BOOM! The rocket went through the empty window and collided with the ceiling knocking Yuna and Cid unconscious, and leaving Tidus with a nasty blow to the head. Maester Kinoc switched on his headset.
“Stand back and hold your greath, gentlemen,” Maester Kinoc ordered. “It’s time to release Yenke.”
Yenke, a older Ronso compared to Kimarhi, tall and more slender too, dashed out of the cage, he was being held in. Using one of the Yevon soldier’s heads as a foothold, he twirled into the air and barely managed to reach to window. He grabbed on, to the bottom ledge of it, and pulled himself up. Kimarhi ran up the stairs into the main hallway and saw Yenke getting to his feet. They dashed towards each other, Yenke extending his claws, and Kimarhi readying his spear.
Yenke, dive-kicked Kimarhi knocking him over, then elbowed him in the back. Yenke switched on his own headset.
“Four down, four to go. They’re all yours now, Biran,” Yenke reported.
Biran landed with no trouble right in front of the open window.
“Oh, yeah? Tell me what to do again and those ears of yours get a place on my victory necklace, Yenke,” Biran threatened, getting to his feet.
A grapple hook launched itself through the window and Biran caught it, just before it hit his face. He drove his fist into the floor, and let go of the grapple hook. Now the Yevon soldiers could climb up the rope. When Yenke and Biran turned toward the stairs, Lulu was standing there, with her Onion Knight.
“Well, well, well. Look who’s trying to show the world what a dangerous little girl shi is, huh?” Biran cackled. He leaped over Yenke, and tackled Lulu, knocking her unconscious almost immeadietly.
“Don’t even think about it, woman,” Biran said getting to his feet.
“GET AWAY FROM HER!” Wakka screamed as he checked his Blitzball at the back of Biran’s head.
“Ohh!” Biran growled as he deflected the ball back at Wakka. “What’s the matter, monkey-man” This lucky lady your girlfriend or something?”
Biran pounced on Wakka, pinning him down on the ground. Wakka kicked Biran in the stomach, causing him to lose his grip. Wakka rolled out of the way, as Biran’s foot came down on the ground. He grabbed his blitzball, and threw it at Biran. There was no way he could miss at this distance.
Biran caught the ball, and slammed Wakka into the wall.
“Fuck you!” Wakka exclaimed.
Biran’s fist hit Wakka square in the nose, and Wakka slid to the side falling to the ground.
“Well, she’s our girlfriend now, fatty!” Biran exclaimed with a laugh.
Elsewhere on the airship, the bridge had been breached from the window in the front. Tidus was barely preventing the Yevon soldiers, from leaving the hallway. He had dragged Cid and Yuna with him, so he wouldn’t have to worry to much about them, while he was defending himself.
Maester Kinoc, and his second-in-command were standing right inside the small hallway, just outside of the bridge, leaning themselves against the wall.
“The boys are having the time of their lives out here, sir, but this kid with the sword is a real pain the backside,” Master Kinoc’s second-in-command commented.
A Yevon soldier with a flamethrower rushed past them.
“Intelligence figured Tidus would be the last to go down, soldier. They say he’s kinda protective about his classmates, but we’ll soon kick that out of the little runt,” Maester Kinoc replied. “By the time we’re finished with young Tidus Summers, he’ll be ready to slit their throats for their last piece of candy.”
Two Yevon monks, with rifles in hand ran past the Maester and his comrade. Behind them ran an Al Bhed boy, in the same containment suit as before, with a knife in hand. The two Yevon soldiers were swiped out of the way, with Tidus’ Caladbolg, but the little Al Bhed boy, jumped up on top of the soldiers heads, and lunged at Tidus.
“HOLY GEEZ!” Tidus exclaimed.
It happened so fast Tidus didn’t even know what hit him. The little boy landed and held onto Tidus’ face and stabbed Tidus repeadetly in the back, making Tidus fall backwards. Tidus screamed as his back hit the floor, causing the knife to sink deep into his muscle tissue.
“Biran, this is Kinoc Wraith, what’s the situation with Auron? Have you got him bagged and read-to-go, or do you request a little more time, buddy?” Maester Kinoc asked over his headset.
“Negative, Maester. Auron ain’t in the school or even the surrounding area. Hasn’t been here for ninety minutes either, judging by the lack of a decent scent,” Biran answered, making his way towards the elevator, followed by two Yevon monks.
“What?” Maester Kinoc snapped over the headset. “I hope that’s your feeble idea of a joke, because if Auron’s gone…”
“Pardon me, sir…” Biran said exhaling. “…but something weird’s going on here; we’ve searched this airship top to bottom, and the only Gullwing we haven’t found yet is Gippal.”
“Who in God’s name…?” Maester Kinoc and his second-in-command stood on the ground, outside of the airship. They had just exited the airship, via rope, and were standing in front of a burning campsite.
“Like you need to ask, soldier-boy?” Gippal asked as he drew his Nalpalm Launcher. “Leave my friends alone and get out of here, or I swear I’ll burn your eyeballs like they’re… Man, you know what I mean!”
“Paine?” Maester Kinoc whispered into his headset.
“One step ahead of you, Maester Wraith,” Paine responded as she drew her sword. “Ain’t that right, Gippal Drake?”
Gippal turned around just in time to see Paine dashing at him. He jumped to the side, avoiding Paine’s sword strike by a foot.
“Wh… Who are you?” Gippal demanded.
“Believe it or not, I’m actually just a teenage goth chick who’s trying to put you unconcioius, but as far as your concerned, I’m your worst nightmare,” Paine said as she drove her sword through Gippals intenstines.
Gippal’s face went pale, as he dropped to his knees, and fell face first onto the dirt.
“Game, set and match, I believe,” Paine said.
Two Yevon monks, came over and dragged his body out of the flames.
“Heck, I still can’t believe we didn’t nail Auron, boys. You’ve no idea how much I was looking forward to taking that piece of trash apart for giving me this freaking ugly scar. You know that girl I’ve been seeing down in the Thunder Plains still can’t kiss me with her eyes open?” Maester Kinoc asked.
“Take it easy, Maester. Auron’s going to be back in the fold soon enough. You got my word on that,” Biran said.
“Oh, I know I do, Biran, because if he isn’t, you and that healing factor of yours are doing another six months as a test dummy for guns, honey-pie,” Maester Kinoc snarled.
The Yevon monks and flamethrowers were steadily exiting the ship, via rope. A few of the flamethrowers had started burning the ship. One of the soldiers was dragging Cid by his legs.
“Hey, hold up. What’s that mark on side of Xavier’s head?” Maester Kinoc asked, bending down to get a closer look. “Man, you guys are getting worse, you know that?”
The mark on the side of Cid’s head was the number 8. That meant he was the eighth person to have been taken down.
“I just wish you were awake to see all your hopes and dreams go up in smoke like this, Cid. All that fancy talk about human-guado integration, swanning around the television studios telling everyone how you’ve got the Grand Maester on your side…” Maester Kinoc muttered as he picked up Cid’s unconscious body by the shirt. “There’s a war going on out there, and you boys and girls just joined the competition, little man.”
Thanx for reading
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Monday, February 21, 2005
Bored
Well, not much to talk about today. I really need to start writing my fanfiction again. I've been slacking off ever since I left for Mexico. Why is Britney never available? Every time I go over to her house, she's not there, or she has to do homework or go to work or something.
Whenever I go online, she's not there either. She always seems so busy. I got her this pretty necklace in Mexico and I can't seem to get-a-hold of her so I can give it to her. Oh well. I'm going to go back to reading the Fantastic Four.
Maybe do some more web surfing. Cya!
Thanx for reading
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Wednesday, February 16, 2005
I'm back!!!!
I don't think, I told you guys that I was going to Mexico, did I? Well, I did, and I'm back! It feels so good to back! Nothing like that good old smell of pollution. j/k So anyway, I had an awesome time. There's no sales tax!!! Do you know how much money that saves you when buying a video game, or a new game console?! Alot. Dude, if you ever go to Mexico you have to tru the helados. It's so good, and in MY opinion alot sweeter. What are helados? You'll have to find out for yourself. Anyway, I gotta go. I'll try to post again 2marrow. Cya!
Thanx for reading
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Sunday, January 23, 2005
Final Fantasy X: Chapter 16: Forget
Auron stood in front of the fayth, lost in thought. Could Cid’s information be this out of date? It looked to Auron like New Yevon moved out of Remiem Temple close to six weeks ago now. There was static on his headset, and then Cid’s voice broke through.
“How goes the search Auron?” Cid asked.
“I guess your information was a little out of date, captain. Looks to me like New Yevon moved out of Remiem Temple close to six weeks ago now,” Auron explained, turning to leave.
“But that’s three reallocations in as many months, Auron, and six different addresses in the two years since you escaped from their Cavern facility. Why would the world’s most feared religion in the world put themselves through this kind of inconvenience?” Cid asked.
“Who knows? Mabe they were worried about nighttime raids by Seymour’s guado brotherhood. Maybe they were scared I was comin’ back,” Auron suggested, making his way back into the main Calm Lands area.
“Is it possible that the Grand Maester just kept his word and closed down all state-funded schemes where guado were being routinely abused?” Cid asked, through the headset.
“Not a chance, Cid. There’s just too many financial interests at stake for one man to pull the plug on CC Corporations’ premier counter-terrorism division,” Auron said walking through the small ravine leading to the Calm Lands. “Your commander-in-chief might have gone all pro-guado when it comes to guado relations, but there’s still a hundred temples out there Kinoc Wraith could be operating from.”
“It’s the most awful thing I can think of: terrified young guado kidnapped and brutalized until they regard themselves as little more than living weapons,” Cid said. “In many ways, the Crusaders are the complete antithesis of everything I stand for. I can’t imagine what kind of memories the Remiem base must stimulate in you, Auron.”
“Bad ones, Cid,” Auron replied, making his way over to the newly built bridge.
Auron could still remember the experiments the Crusaders preformed on him, simply because he was an unsent.
“The only kind of memories I get left,” Auron said, his eyes watering.
“Yuna, do you ever think it’s a little risky to have your uncles airship hovering in the middle of the Calm Lands? Yevonites would tear us apart if they found out we were sitting in the middle of their once, much traveled plains,” Wakka explained, lying face-up on a gurney.
“My uncle has a very strange sense of humor, Wakka. Besides, I suppose it’s just an illustration of the confidence he has in his own airship,” Yuna said lowering a metal plate attached to the ceiling over the gurney completely covering Wakka’s body. “We might see a leafy, old finishing school for runaway summoners, but it’s only because he allows us to. Due to the cloaking device that the airship has, everyone else just sees the sky, and the rest of the Calm Lands.”
Wakka was stripped bear, except for his headbands and a pair of whitie-tities. Yuna was wearing a typical nurse’s outfit. Cyan hair net, cyan mouth cover, cyan everything. Underneath were her regular clothes.
Yuna walked over to a control, suspended in the air by two pillars at waist height. Her fingers danced across a keyboard.
“Any joint pain or eye trouble since you completed that course of anitiotics I prescribed, Mr. McCoy?” Yuna asked, checking a monitor above the keyboard.
“None whatsoever, Yuna,” Wakka answered diligently. “Does this mean that my internals are happy enough with those Achelous and Adamantoise organs you introduced them to recently?”
“Well, the urinalysis was clear and your lymphocytes appear to be stabilizing, so every indication is that they’re getting on famously,” Yuna answered. “All things considered, I’d say my first foray into the world of transplant surgery was virtually textbook-perfect.”
“Aside from the steroids making my stronger, of course. Remind me to tell you some of the cruder names Gippal has been calling me in the showers lately, Yuna. By the way, has Gippal checked in with anyone since he went home to visit his parents?” Wakka asked.
“No, but I just got another text-message form Tidus saying how nervous they all are about being interviewed on that major asian television network tonight. Apparently, you new girlfriend, Lulu, bought a fifteen thousand gil Stella McCartney on my uncles platinum am-ex and then just decided to wear her Black Mage uniform anyway,” Yuna answered.
“Seriously?” Wakka asked, his eyes nearly popping out of his socket.
“Oh, yes,” Yuna answered, lifting up the metal plate that concealed Wakka from view. “I’m all for my uncles’ plan to get the media on our side, but I wish they’d give us air time in the northern hemisphere sometime. Tidus being gone means I’ve nobody to play Spherebreak with when I wake up at three AM with one of my migranes.”
“At least Auron’s supposed to be coming back tonight,” Wakka said, hopping off the gurney.
“Great. So we all get to spend a few days with a sociopath who likes to leave the toilet seat up and makes the entire school smell like an ashtray,” Yuna snapped, turning towards a nearby locker room. “I’m sorry, but the fact that he infiltrated this group on a mission to kill Cid Grey isn’t something I’m willing to forget, Wakka.”
“Once my uncle helps him sort out this Crusader business, I never want to see that creep’s face again,” Yuna said slipping off her hat.
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Final Fantasy X: Chapter 15: Belong
At Macalania Temple, at Macalania Lake (of course), and alarm sounded. An Adamantoise slinked by on the ice. New Yevon soldiers poured out of Macalania Temple. They ran along the path towards the ice. Some had dogs. Others were on hovers. A Al Bhed boy ran as fast as he could on the ice while a militia of New Yevon soldiers charged after him. One on a hover fired at him, but missed. It made a few holes in the ice though. As the man on the hover rode by, the boy stuck out his arm, knocking the soldier off his hover.
“HOLY MOTHER OF…!” the soilder cried falling backwards.
“Linklaters down!” a Yevon soldier shouted, on his hover rode by.
“Ten out of for observation, idiot! Just cap the little runt before he…”
But it was too late. Benzo had grabbed the rifle the man on the ground was holding, and shot the two hover riders of the hovers, another rode by, and Benzo quickly hopped onto the hover, and sped off up the hill.
“Gentlemen, this is Rin: I know we’ve just lost three men, but I must remind you this is still a recovery mission. I’ve invested too much time and money in this young man to let one of you testosterone addicts put a bullet in his head for something stupid, like revenge,” Rin said, speaking into a microphone, so that each soldier could hear him in their earpiece. “Shoot to wound! I repeat: shoot to wound!”
“Oh my. Is that really the same little Al Bhed boy who was still wetting his bunk a few months ago?” Rin asked, talking to himself.
Benzo had reached the forest and was driving up one of the enormous tree branches, stuck in the ground. The hover flew up into the air, and the hover crashed into a tree branch causing the hover to explode. Whether Benzo made it off or not was the question.
“Hit the brakes!” one soldier yelled just barely able to stop before his Hover went off the tree branch.
“What happened? We’ve lost visual…”
“He disappeared, sir. Our crazy, little runaway just committed suicide,” one of the flamethrower Yevon soldiers said into the ear piece.
Meanwhile, Benzo was running as fast as he could through the forest when Maester Kinoc in his carriage roaring up and down the branches spotted him.
“Suicide? Are you people high? Benzo simply jumped off, before the crash you pack of freakin’ morons,” Maester Kinoc explained, opening the side door of his carriage.
He held a long rifle in his hands, and it had a scope on the top.
“Am I the only sinner in this outfit who even reads these files?” Maester Kinoc asked rhetorically.
Maester Kinoc put the scope up to his eye.
“Just remember we need him breathing, Maester Kinoc,” Rin said through the earpiece.
“Rin, you give me one more word of advice and I praise be to Yevon if I slip powdered glass into your next cup of coffee…” Maester Kinoc aimed so that Benzo’s shoulder was directly in his cross-hairs. “I’ve been nailing Al Bhed for Yevon since before you were born, blondie. Now shut up and watch a master at work.”
Maester Kinoc fired the gun, sending a dart flying into his shoulder, and Benzo dropped backwards, landing flat on the ground.
Soon, Maester Kinoc and six other Yevon soldiers were standing before him looking down upon him. A few chocobos were standing nearby.
“Congratulations, soldier. You realize you’re the first person since Auron to get this far outside the complex?” Maester Kinoc asked. “Running over any kinda distance really takes it out of you, huh? Especially If you do something stupid like try to jump off a Hover in mid-air.”
Benzo looked to his left, and stared.
“What’s the matter, you ugly, little dung-tick? You deaf or something?” Maester Kinoc asked.
Maester Kinoc looked where Benzo was looking, and saw the chocobo. It warked and turned the other way.
“Oh, I get it: you’re wondering if you’ve still got enough energy to reach that chocobo?” Sure, it might be 7 feet away, but you’ve sprinted that kind of distance in the past. Why shouldn’t you be able to do it when you really need to, huh?” Maester Kinoc said, egging Benzo on. “A pillow, a blanket and you first hot coffee in over eight month are just a few minutes away, if you could reach that chocobo. You could really change your life forever if only you had it in you for one, last leap…”
Benzo could see it now. He could be sleeping in a bed with a nice warm pillow underneath—
Maester Kinoc suddenly kicked Benzo in the face, knocking him cold. One of the soldiers cringed when he saw what Kinoc died. A few of the others sniggered and laughed.
“Take him back to base and burn the soles of his feet,” Maester Kinoc ordered. “When he can’t feel the pain anymore, make him watch you torture the girl in the next cell who sings for him at night.”
Two of the soldiers, came over and dragged him away heading down the path, back towards the lake.
“Discipline’s been way to slack here lately, boys and girls. It’s time to send a message to anyone else with an escape plan hidden up their butt,” Maester Kinoc continued. “Some of these animals are starting to forget who they belong to.”
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Friday, January 21, 2005
MUAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAAHAHAHAH!
Winter has never felt so good! We're supposed to get TEN inches of snow if this snowstorm hits us!! If it goes south, we get zilch. If it goes north, we get rain. If it hits us dead on, we get the living crap beaten out of us by snow. It's gonna be so awesome!!! No school on Monday for sure!!!! Gosh, I haven't had a snow day in years!!!!!
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Saturday, January 1, 2005
Pages (15): [ First ][ Previous ] 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 [ Next ] [ Last ]HAPPY NEW YEAR! AND A BELATED MERRY CHRISTMAS!!
Happy new year, and a belated Merry Christmas! Oh man, I got an Xbox, Halo, Halo 2, Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas, and Tony Hawk's Underground. My Christmas rocked. Oh yeah, and a boat load of money too. What did you all get for Christmas? New Year's was pretty boring. All I did was sit around and watch Adult Swim. I was bored as hell. Well, see you around!
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