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Baka
Eponymous


After a short trip on some sort of moving platform, (OOC: Moving on swiftly :P), they noticed a figure up ahead. A figure Beowulf recognised.

"Izlude Tingel?"

Zynk looked at him. "You know this man? This man has spent the last two days running around in the nude."

"Izlude? Well, he always did like his beer. We used to work together." Back when I was still a temple knight. Before... before Reis.

They approached the bouncer. "Izlude, what are you doing here?"

"...uh, Izlude?"

Course, now they were up close, they could hear Izlude's snoring sound... Beowulf grinned. "Same old Izlude. I guess we go in?"

Without a word, he stepped on the elevator, Zynk following him speechlessly. A force rushed them up into the air, and the surface above them seemed to pass through their bodies, before they were standing on a large platform. Beowulf shook his head to clear the grogginess, then looked around..

He wasn't sure what was worse.

Arngrim holding a tankard of ale?

A large dragon asleep in the corner?

Kareoke?

Then he noticed the couple, embracing. Heard the words. "I do"

...a wedding? Here?

Now?

It can't work. It must be the adrenaline... mustn't it?

Am I destined to encounter hopeless love wherever I go?

Reis...


Then he noticed the demons. Demons? This place gets better and better.

Well.. maybe it can't last.

But this is the moment. This is now.

I wanted an end to the fighting, didn't I? Maybe to stop the fighting.. I need to fight one last battle.


Leaving Zynk to take it all in, he drew his sword and shouted at the top of his voice.

"I won't let you destroy this moment! Dark forces, whoever you are, I won't let you!

He jumped into the fray, and was lost to sight among the demons...







Reis...

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// Baka // Terminal Wannabe // Otaku-in-Training // m00 //

08-08-2001 12:10 AM
 
 
Sylphid
Spiders are ICKY!

OOC: ROFLMAO... this is great!!

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Wheeeeee!!

That was all that was going through Vivi's mind as Marle carried him about. This was fun! So much better than the jungle or Esthar...

"H-hi Marle!"

She giggled. "*hic!* Come on! Let's join the party!"

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OOC: Kinda lame, but I'm having more fun reading this! Keep it going, everyone!

08-08-2001 12:10 AM
 
 
Angelalex242
Vampire with a soul

OOC: For the record, "Althena's clothes" are actually very scanty. Covers less than your average bikini, really. Keep this in mind for the next energy pole dance

Lucia, still in her new attire, grabbed hold of Ghaleon, who was starting to look a little shocked.

"Hey shexah."

She grabbed one of his hands and spun him around in circles. Giving her soft curves an extremely provacative wiggle, she let the Drunken Emporer fall.

"Whos shnext?"

Her eyes next fell on Tseng. Tseng did his best not to drool. Lucia proceeded to spin him around a couple of times, giving him extremely provactice looks. She dipped him, as if the dancing roles were reversed, and then, giving herself another wiggle, dropped him on the floor.

She then decided to recreate her energy pole, and dance around it again. She was having far too much fun.

"When...I wash alone ash one, my heart wash ash ice, so cold...so come over here and warm it up baby...wind, whishpering shweet melodies, I couldn't behold..."

OOC:Crystal/Efli, over to you guys.

08-08-2001 12:10 AM
 
 
Slipstream
I Like Swords

"An... an... theyse hamshtrrs... they all c'm from thish plasche in m'world called... wass that name? Seffiric Gate? Sherafic Park? Shummit like tha', anywaysh." Arngrim took another draught of the punch which he suspected was just starting to have an effect on him. "Vrry... vrry.. nashty pieches of work. Vischoush, I tellsh you."

Arngrim wasn't entirely sure how he'd gotten from the maze in Fort Dragonia to this wedding reception room, but the memory would come back to him later. Probably. In the meantime the man standing in front of him had said something about the hamsters that'd taken over Esthar, and where they'd come from, and Arngrim felt duty bound to volunteer the information.

"I meansh, Valkyrie, sshe's kinda... I dunnno... wary o' them, bu' I doan think shee'sh acshully... scharred o' them, y'know? Orr if sshe ish, she don't sshow it t'us. I shwear, that lady doan back down t'nobody. She'sh tough."

The man in front or him said something - at least, Arngrim thought he said something. His lips were moving, which was a fairly big clue, and he thought he caught Valkyrie's name somewhere in the jumble of words trying to access his memory whilst bypassing the higher functions of his brain.

"Well... we didn't get off t'the bes' start, t'be honesht. I mean, shhe didn't think I c'd make it aas n'Einherjarjarjar for shome reashon, 'n I didn't think sshe wash a Valkyrie when I firsht shaw her. 'Cos, cos, there'sh these shinging play thingsh th'y call Opereras, 'n they got Valkryes in 'em, 'n I thought all 'o the Valkyrees were more, y'know..." Arngrim vaguely waved his hands about in front of his chest, doing a very rough outline of a woman who probably had enough trouble standing up straight, never mind collecting souls from the battlefield.

He wasn't entirely sure who it was that slapped him around the back of the head for that comment - it might have even been Valkyrie herself, but the chances were that half the women in the room had been wanting to do that anyway. But when he'd picked himself up from his sprawl on the floor, he saw her lying over the neck of a black dragon who seemed a bit out of it himself.

"Hey... hey?" he called out to anyone who's listen. "I'd like t'dedicate a shong... t'the good lady Valkyrie... thank y'e."

"I look into my shoull... 'n wha' do I sheee? Comin' for t'carry me hoome?

Oh, she'sh an angell, comin' for me, comin' for t'carry me hooo......oooommmmeeee..."


Several of the other guests were moving away by now, and Arngrim would later swear some of the guys in black suits were moving directly towards him for some reason.

"Sccchwing loooow... schweeet charrrioot... comin' for t'carry meee hoooooomeee..."

08-08-2001 12:11 AM
 
 
Maniac Ranma
FFO Survivor : Dias Flac

Dias stood gawking in amazement at the.....the........the.......

"Where did they get all these blenders from!"

There was a pile of blenders sitting at the base of the fort, and the pile reached as high as the fort itself, all of them wrapped and addressed to the newly wed couple. There was at least 5,604, 237 blenders all given as wedding gifts.

Tseng drunkenly leaned on Dias shoulder. "Dun fill bad, buddie....I gat you a hamshter!"

Dias yelped, face faulted and left an impression of his face in the cement. "Great, that makes me feel better!.....ummm.....where is it?" Dias asked out of morbid curiosity.

Tseng shrugged. "I dunno...ad dee bottum I thank..."

Dias heard the pathetic cry of a hamster suffocating under the weight of 5, 604, 237 blenders....er, make that 5, 604, 236. Apparently Ronfar needed to borrow one in order to 'Get thish perty goin rite'

Dias sighed and saw that Rena was already blitzed with her new friend Marle. 'Might as well join the party' he thought and went to the punch bowl.

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Representing the home of the infamous Loin, Final Fantasy Apocalypse

What I've learned in Survivor Today:

1)Zidane wears 'Whitey-Tighties'
2)That warm feeling you have isn't nostalgia...it's bloodloss.
3)Everyone loves nekkid, streaking, and violent alchoholics. (Lucky for Ronfar)

Last edited by Maniac Ranma on 08-08-2001 at 12:14 AM

08-08-2001 12:12 AM
 
 
Luna
Silver Star Supreme

LMAO @ drunken Lucia!

You know what? Now I'm actually glad that I got voted out last night. This is SO much more fun and interesting than it would have been if I hadn't been voted out. ^_^ Besides, I feel more comfortable writing Nall anyway, he and I are closer in personality a bit more than Luna and I.

*stumbles away, laughing and sloshing her punch *

Last edited by Luna on 08-08-2001 at 12:15 AM

08-08-2001 12:13 AM
 
 
Daigohji
Ronfar - FFO Survivor

The Namer returns to fulfill his duty!

Outside a window high above the ground, The Namer peered into the Dragon Tower. There was no light such as a human eye could make out but The Namer saw all. Inside the contestants was fighting the demons and each other in a drunken frenzy. A few were dancing, seemingly oblivious to the chaos around them.

"What was the start of all this? When did the cogs of fate begin to turn?" The Namer pondered, "Somehow I suspect things wouldn't have got so out of hand if dragoon and the cleric hadn't gone streaking two days ago. Ah well, C'est la vie."

"Yes." his eyes snapped open, "Round 3, I name thee: Four Hundred Funerals And A Wedding"

His work complete once more, he faded liked the memory of a Joel Schumacher movie.

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I'm a boozer with a mission

Team: Arts Of War is
Ronfar -- Ghaleon -- Izlude

08-08-2001 12:15 AM
 
 
Crystal Sword
FFO Survivor: Ghaleon

OOC: Oh! You ment THOSE Althena's clothes! I thought you were talking about what she wore in the flashback... well, this changes everything!

C'mon, Luna, have Nall join the fun!

ROTFL at Daigohji's reference, even though not many people will get it...

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Ghaleon continued to stare at the blue haired woman who had just danced with him. He saw that she was now dancing with one of the demons. Whee! Demons! Ghaleon leaped to his feet and started punching more demons in the face. Then he grabbed a blender. He had no reason to grab a blender! But he did anyway!

08-08-2001 12:20 AM
 
 
Shinji
EVA Pilot

ROFL @ Lucia's "energy pole dance** XD !!!!
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"MY hamsters!! They're MINE!!!! Do you hear me????" Celes was now becoming a "mean drunk", and began fervently stuffing random hamsters down her uniform. "ALL FOR ME, NONE FOR YOU!!! They're MY hamsters I tellsya!!!!"

The hamsters screeched in fright and started running away from the drunken Celes. So she chased them around, swinging her sword like a club. "GET BACK HERE!!! ME WANT HAMSTERS!!"

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o_O....I had too...

08-08-2001 12:24 AM
 
 
Seifer Almasy
Ph33r t3h C4t$

OOC: HAHAHA!! Drunken brawling and a wedding! I'm loving this!

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Kuja heard some noise. "What? Is that some sort of party?" He walked into the area where the party was taking place. "Hmm...what's this liquid?" With that, he chugged down a glass of the liquid. "Whoooooooo! That's good stuff!" He yelled as he drank ten more mugs of it. "WhaTs HappEniNg HEra? Teh PaHrTAy?" He asked someone in a drunken stupor.

Reno
"Uhh...are you okay, Kuja?"

Kuja
"YoU @$#@!#$@, WherS You WEnt?"

Reno
"Um, ya, i'll...be over...there..."

Kuja
"HeY Iz- *hic* LuD, War WeRe YU?"

Izlude
"Uhh...a get bic ti yo..on taht..."

Kuja
"Be suRE To TeHEll mE 'BooT aIt..."

Kuja proceeded to talk to every drunk at the party, and he had fist fights with 6 of 'em. "I CAN OUTDRINK ALL A YAS!!" He yelled out loud to everyone, and proceeded to punch Izlude right square in the cheek. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Kuja yelled as he ran towards a demon and blasted it. "Yu CANd TaKEh Teh DAMaGe!!" he yelled as he blasted the demon with some sort of unseen force. It ripped through the demon, and sparks were flying around, hitting random contestants.

Kuja
"TaKE ThaaT, PuRPle MUnky DIshWAsheR!"




I vote for Alundra, Izlude, Jun and Ghaleon.

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Oh, is that so? You are just a puppet...you have no heart...and cannot feel any pain. How can there be any meaning in the memory of such a being? What I have shown you is reality. What you remember, that is the illusion.
-Sephiroth


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Kuja, FFO Survivor 5

08-08-2001 12:24 AM
 
 
Terra_Break
Pint Pixie

I haven't stopped laughing since this all started! XDDD
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Marle stummbled around with Vivi in tow, "OOH!! I wanna go skating!!! ICE!!" She screamed. Marle had just turned the dance floor into an indoor skating rink. "weeee!" She cried, sliding with ease across the ground. "Whoo! Whatever magic pixie potion that was... send the pixies my thanks!" Marle spun. "Now who are those big ugly fella's coming to play?" She grinned as some demons stormed her way.

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*doesn't have the faintest clue what's going on

08-08-2001 12:25 AM
 
 
Maniac Ranma
FFO Survivor : Dias Flac

I hereby christian this thread, 'Maybe I'm a Loin!'
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Dias pondered the possibilities of opening a blender shop back on Expel. It'd certainly make him and Rena more money than his sword fighting would. Damn that lack of electricity thing!

Dias looked at his two new closest friends, at least for this party. Mr. Jack Daniels and Senor Jose Quervo. They were good friends...

Anyone want to buy a blender?

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Representing the home of the infamous Loin, Final Fantasy Apocalypse

What I've learned in Survivor Today:

1)Zidane wears 'Whitey-Tighties'
2)That warm feeling you have isn't nostalgia...it's bloodloss.
3)Everyone loves nekkid, streaking, and violent alchoholics. (Lucky for Ronfar)

08-08-2001 12:25 AM
 
 
Crystal Sword
FFO Survivor: Ghaleon

OOC: Shinji, um, is there even room in Celes' uniform to FIT hamsters in?

08-08-2001 01:00 AM
 
 
Feanor
FFO Survivor - Zynk

Only one seemed to be constant in this world and that was Zynk was quite bewildered. He couldn't figure the behaivor of everyone in the room. It was almost too much for the ancient robot.

As he walked about the room amid the chaos he noticed that everyone was not too far gone enough on alchol yet not to notice the Hampster poo that stained his clothes nor the smell of it.....

A few of the warriors were giving the robot odd looks because of it, some he thought might even be willing to start a fight over it.

Zynk was torn between which of his two team mates needed his help more.

On the one hand there was Beowulf who had thrown himself into battle against the band of Demons that were in the room. On the other hand there was Angrim who seemed overly intoxicated and was starting to sing some strange song while the people in black suits were heading his way too.

"It's a good job I can't get drunk. Else I'd end up like everyone else here. It's time for me to be the voice of reason in this mad house! Beowulf seems to be holding his own against those demons so it looks like I better sort out Angrim."

"Wish I had some programming on how to deal with drunks. I don't have much pub experience! Uh oh...looks like I'm getting some more dodgy looks about the Hamster poo."

"Umm, Angrim....? Do you wanna come down there and stop the singing? Those guys in black are coming your way"

"...??!!Zynk! Hey....Why don't ya's com on up 'ere..?"slurred the drunken Norse warrior

Please....Don't make me. Will it help to stop you singing?"

"Uh, lighten' up Zynk!"

Thinking it would help get his team mate to come with him and away from the possible approaching danger Zynk moved up to the platform where Angrim had restarted his singing.

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OOC: Yare, yare! It's times like this I wish I had choosen a character who wasn't so serious the whole the time! Maybe when I get voted off and come back as a Sidekick I can have some more fun! ^_^

Last edited by Feanor on 08-08-2001 at 01:21 AM

08-08-2001 01:00 AM
 
 
Luna
Silver Star Supreme

Since you asked so nicely.....

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"He's going to talk NOW, whether he likes it or not."

Standing outside, Nall had been silently fuming for several minutes now as he listened to the chaos. He was more determined than ever to extract the information about Luna that he knew Ghaleon was withholding.

"Drunks have looser lips, so it should be easy enough."

Gripping the hilt of Althena's sword tighter, he marched back into the room. However, he wasn't prepared for the sight that greeted him.

Nor was he prepared when Lucia flung herself from her demonic dancing partner and onto Nall.

"What the -- ?!"

08-08-2001 01:01 AM
 
 
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