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Exeter
The Ultimate Weapon

Baka: Digi...mon? DOES NOT COMPUTE.

Thanks. I probably could've come up with something better, but what the hell.


Aww, no one took the bait! Vincent saw somebody coming a while back, you know. Someone feel free to meet up with him, as friend or foe, your choice.

Gotta go for a while, I'll be back later...

08-06-2001 11:12 PM
 
 
Saint7
Eternal Student of Gaming

*Tagami has a pair of Versace sunglasses on and continually takes puffs from her cigarette, looking very elegant like Audrey Hepburn. A long stream of smoke graces from the patio of Café Soufflé, a high-class restaurant in Esthar*

*Drone is also wearing sunglasses and is resting against the chair like, uh......Wilson the volleyball*

Tagami: "Aaah.....my life iz so hard....."

Drone: "It certainly is, ma'am."

Cyborg Waiter: "Here you go, madame: one choclair special."

*he sets the plate down and opens the cover*

Tagami tips her sunglasses, "Vhat is this?! I ordered an eclair!"

Cyborg: "But madame, a choclair is a kind of..."

Tagami: "Ai will not have any excuses!"

*she repeatedly waves her hand over the dish*

"Take eet away..."

As the Cyborg grudingly complies, a chibi-Ryo scampers about the Café floor*

Tagami: "Eeek!....smurf!"

chibi-Ryo: "...I'm trying to find the ones who killed my father..."

She opens her velvet purse and pulls out her magical spatula and bops him on the head.

Relaxed, she kicks back in her chair, taking another drag from the cigarette, ".....Aaah....my life iz so hard...."

The data unit can only gaze longingly into the sky...

Drone: "It certainly is, ma'am"

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1 vote to Ryo

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"Tagami, report at once to the Final Fantasy Online Survivor Tournament 5..."


ICQ: 38602396
e-mail: saint7@canada.com

08-06-2001 11:13 PM
 
 
Daigohji
Ronfar - FFO Survivor

OOC: Angelalex, I've just sent you a PM. Please reply as soon as possible.

EDIT: Saint, where did that chibi-Ryo come from? It was Zidane that got chibified.

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I'm a boozer with a mission

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

Last edited by Daigohji on 08-06-2001 at 11:19 PM

08-06-2001 11:13 PM
 
 
Efli
FFO Survivor-Tseng-Rogue

Meh, why not.

Tseng turned the corner, nearly at the palace, when he saw the familiar figure walk towards him. "Vincent?"

The former Turk turned and fixed him with a stare. "Tseng? You're here too?"

"You still hanging round with that idiot Strife?"

Vincent just stared.

"Okay, I'll take that as a yes." Tseng carried on up to the palace. Vincent walked alongside.

"So, how did you get here?"

Tseng shifted the bundle of Elixirs and smiled. "By jumping off the edge of Junon, actually."

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Team Justifiable Sins - Representing Final Fantasy : Apocalypse, home to the infamous Maybe I'm A Loin, and purveyor of quality spam since 2000.

Here,«¤»I'm«¤»allowed«¤»everything«¤»all«¤»of«¤»the«¤»time...

I might be wrong...

Last edited by Efli on 08-06-2001 at 11:29 PM

08-06-2001 11:16 PM
 
 
Maniac Ranma
FFO Survivor : Dias Flac

The bleeding finally stopped and Dias got up from the pool of blood he was laying in..
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The sword of light still glew red and although Dias knew it must be the cause of all of his trouble, he took it back anyway. No sword he'd ever had had ever inflicted so much damage with so little effort.

He also noticed that in his left hand was the dagger, Serpenttooth. And Tseng was no where to be found.

Dias struggled to get to his feet and took walking one step after another, happy to find that he was healing very quickly. Maybe he'd be able to use this cursed sword afterall. He'd just have to be careful about it and...'Squish'

Dias heard a tiny highpitched yelp and he realized he must have stepped on something. He looked at the bottom of his left greave to find a flat, diminutive little blonde haired....hamster..? Man...? Manster..?

The little 'Manster' began to cry as Dias flicked it off his foot. "This is the most humiliating defeat in my life!" it moaned and ran off.

Dias couldn't help but grin....and then he noticed...."Hey, My wallet! You little!"

Dias tried to pursue the Manster but it ran into a hole laughing.

Dias pulled the Serpenttooth, a weapon he could use safely and aimed it at the building the 'Manster' had run under. "Whirlwind!" He cried out and sent a beam of wind into the building, collapsing it. When the dust cleared a little white flag of surrender began to wave. Dias looked at it and realized it was the 'Mansters' Whitey-Tighties on a stick. Dias's wallet flew out from the rubble and landed at his feet.
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Summary: 1 vote for Zidane.

Edit: Efli, are you getting my PM's? If not then clear out thy box.

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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)

08-06-2001 11:19 PM
 
 
Baka
Eponymous


Ex - Digimon, Digital Monsters, Digimon are the Champions!



Vincentmon digivolves to..... METALMEGAULTISUPERUBERVINCENTMON!
*ahem*

*is willing to bet he's the only person in the competition who watches Digimon*

I'll quit with the Digi-spam now.

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

Last edited by Baka on 08-06-2001 at 11:34 PM

08-06-2001 11:31 PM
 
 
Feanor
FFO Survivor - Zynk

Beowulf's float ability had taken himself and Zynk high into the air. As high as they went the colossal buildings of Esthar still rose high over them.

Zynk was not happy with his current situation

"What is this man doing?" He thought to himself."I could have taken that hamster with no trouble. (Besides, it would have had a difficult time getting at my eyes with this shield over my face). Angrim obviously has some sort of hamsters phobia to behave like he did but what about Beowulf....? How tough can one hamster be? I've faced Giant Rats in Granseal and they were no problem. Maybe they have vicious gaint Hamsters where he comes from....."

"Let me go..."Zynk told Beowulf

"Are you crazy? In mid air?"

"Right now I think you're the mentally unstable one...Running away from a creature like that. I saw no difficulty in fighting it. Besides I'll be fine with this...."

From under his rags Zynk produce a small perfectly spherical blue ball.

"I slavaged this from the wrek of the Nazca ship when it crash landed...."Zynk stopped. No longer wishing to continue down that path. "It's called the Sky Orb and allows objects to fly. I think you can work out that I will be safe if you let me go. But what I'm more worried about is out companion who jumped off that causeway from his hamster phobia."

"Damn, I forgot Angrim...Alright, but you asked to be let go..."

Beowulf let go of Zynk and in that instant a surge of wind from below came up and supported even this heavy robot. The Sky Ord seemed to activate automatically in the hands of one from the ancient times.

Zynk merely stretched out his hand with the Sky Orb in it towards where Angrim had jumped off moments before.

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A mini tornado suddenly swirled up below the falling Norse warrior Angrim and this cushioned his fall on to the cause way below he'd jumped from

"That was close...Damn hamsters, why are they here too?

In the mean time Zynk and Beowulf made there way back to their team mate to regroup. Quite sure that Boo was gone...

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While I'm here one vote for ASHTON ANCHORS

I haven't seen you around since at least the second round started!

Last edited by Feanor on 08-07-2001 at 12:03 AM

08-06-2001 11:40 PM
 
 
Luna
Silver Star Supreme

And an R-vote for Ashton from me.

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08-06-2001 11:51 PM
 
 
Magus
Professional Goober

This is what happens when you sleep late, it's a holiday so the rest of your family beats you onto the computer, and then have somewhere in the area of 10 pages to catch up on...you don't post until after 5:30...

I just looked back at my post from last night, and still got a charge out of how the two personalities react to each other, I think this tournament may get some slapstick every now and then.
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"What'd you have to do that for?" asked the "good" intentions of Magus. "He didn't harm you, you just blasted that poor, harmless robot!"

"He was in my way, sue me."

"Grrr, you're a lot harder to put up with than I thought you'd be, you know?"

"I've been called worse than "difficult", I get the idea..."

"Well, if I'm going to be stuck on this side of the Physical Embodiment, you can at least make an effort to be civil!"

"And if I don't?"

"Well...I'll have to...do...um...er...I can always, no, I can't...hmm..."

"My point exactly. Keep out of my way, and out of my sight."

The two pieces of the whole continued together through the vast city. The occasional mechanical creature approached, and became scrap my the increasingly annoyed Magus. He was having an out of body experience, and being forced to lay his life on the line for two unknown hosts. All in all a bad day.

The pure form stopped for a moment. "See that right there? That guard-bot standing over there? I think that's just amazing! A civilization can work itself to such levels, develop great machines to help."

"Machines can hurt just as easily..."

"Quiet you! But would you look at that? It's just great! Kind of makes me feel small to see a task done by a machine instead of a human though. But, then I think about it, and it's really a testament to how far we've come from the primitive state we once had."

Magus flicked his hand, and destroyed the robot with a simple spell. "Sometimes all you need is a little brute force."

"Really, is killing all you ever think about? Last time you were in this situation you took a lot of time for reflection, I rather liked that side of you. Made me feel like maybe we could live in harmony after all. But then She died. And you got scared, and fell back on what you knew. You pushed me out and now I can't get back in there. If you're not enjoying the time we have together then I guess it's your own fault! You should think about the consequences before you do things, you know? Jeez, and here I was think that this would be some sort of..."

"Are you still talking?"

"What? Oh, sorry, didn't mean to bore you."

"Just shut up and stay behind me."

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So we'll go no more aroving, so late into the night,
Although the heart be still as loving, and the moon be still as bright.

08-06-2001 11:55 PM
 
 
Huan80
Junior Member

Freya made her way qietlly to the end of the corridor, where it opened up into bright room with a circular desk at it's center. She ducked back into the corridor just as the large creature sitting at the desk turned toward her. She crouched in the shadows and listened.
"TK421, why aren't you at your post? Report to the Marshal imediately!"
Freya decided to find a better place to hide and gather her thoughts.

08-07-2001 12:00 AM
 
 
Maniac Ranma
FFO Survivor : Dias Flac

Dias walked aimlessly around the futuristic city and was in the process of counting his newly re-aqquired money when he noticed the picture in his wallet that Rena had insisted on having taken on Energy Nede...it was of him (Frowning, of course), her, Claude, Celine, and that wierdo Ashton. They stood infront of the bunnyracing track.

Dias felt the warm feelings running thru him...and realized he was bleeding again.

"Ow, crap! How many times do I have to cast heal blade before I stop bleeding!"

Dias sat down on the ledge of a glass bridge and set about healing once again the damage that the sword of light had caused him. "Can't wait to get back and give this sword to Claude," He said with a chuckle.

And then he gasped. Because underneath him he saw the last thing he expected to see. Rena, Ashton, and that punk kid Leon.

Dias stopped healing himself and looked for a way down, eager to see if it was really them.
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Summary: That warm feeling you have isn't fond memories or nostalgia...it's bloodloss.

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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)

08-07-2001 12:11 AM
 
 
Efli
FFO Survivor-Tseng-Rogue

Tseng and Vincent walked down the birdge to see Dias looking over the edge, trying to find a way down. Dias groaned and tried to stand up, Tseng moved over and handed him an Elixir. Dias downed it, and the bleeding started to slow.

"Vincent, Dias, Dias, Vincent." Tseng said absently, as he moved back over to his pack and withdrew a long poniard. "Serpenttooth is yours until we find out what the hell's happening. I'll have to rely on old Hornetsting. Served old Moore well, it'll do me." He looked over to Dias. "Have you any idea what is happening?"

Dias paused, then shook his head. The walkway creaked. "That flare went a long way. I think we should get moving." He carried on down the path, limping slightly. Tseng shrugged and looked at Vincent. They followed him.

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Team Justifiable Sins - Representing Final Fantasy : Apocalypse, home to the infamous Maybe I'm A Loin, and purveyor of quality spam since 2000.

Here,«¤»I'm«¤»allowed«¤»everything«¤»all«¤»of«¤»the«¤»time...

I might be wrong...

Last edited by Efli on 08-07-2001 at 12:16 AM

08-07-2001 12:12 AM
 
 
Daigohji
Ronfar - FFO Survivor

Baka: You're not the only one. I'm a Guiltymon too. It's not something I'm proud of ... it's a guilty pleasure.

___

“I don’t understand.” Ronfar said, “I you really do know me Lucia, why would you be so cruel as to say that Mauri will be waiting for me when I get back? The last time I saw her she tried to kill me and that was months ago.”

“I think I see now.” Lucia told him, “the way you’re talking about her is the way she was before I met you. That means you either have amnesia or … Can I have a look at you forearms please?”

Ronfar held his arms out and Lucia looked at them closely.

“As I suspected, you were brought here from an earlier time than my own. If you had been from my time you would still have the scars from where Mauri clawed you when we visited her in Neo Vane.”

Izlude and Celes shared a look of utter confusion.

“Do you have any idea what this is all about?” Celes asked the dragoon.

“I don’t have clue one.” Izlude mumbled.

“Then you still don’t know” Lucia looked at Ronfar with sorrow, “you don’t know that Mauri will one day be cured.”

Ronfar could not believe what he had just heard. He spun around and grabbed a shocked Izlude by the shoulders. “Mauri’s gonna be okay! Do you know what this means?” he shouted, shaking the dragoon vigorously.

“W-w-w-w-w-hat?”

“It means we need to get completely plastered to celebrate.”

“Oh, sure. You were freaking me out for a minute there.”

The jubilant warriors strode off in search of a pub, singing the happiest and loudest song yet, before Lucia had a chance to say another word.

“It’s such a shame” Lucia said as she watched them go.

“What is?” Celes asked.

“If he knows of events to come it could jeopardise the future. So I must wipe his memory of what I told him before he returns to Lunar.”

“Then why did you tell him at all?”

“Because, though the mind may forget, the heart can not.”

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I'm a boozer with a mission

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

08-07-2001 12:17 AM
 
 
Slipstream
I Like Swords

For the last several hours, things had been getting progressively stranger for Arngrim. First he'd been taken from the jungle without a word of warning and had appeared suddenly in this strange city of glass and steel. Then Beowulf had been trying to persuade him not to attack the robots who were scattered around the city. And to top off a pretty bad day, he'd just managed to look a complete and total coward in front of his teammates! It was like some malicious deity had been controlling his every move for those hours...

And I have no idea how I'll ever manage to explain that hamster demon to Beowulf or Zynk. How in Midgard did that man manage to keep the fur-fiend from biting his head off, tucked up in his clothing? Doesn't he KNOW the little rodents are evil incarnate? Or maybe they just aren't as dangerous in other worlds as in mine? Naah, can't be that.

In the meantime, the hamster demon would have to wait. Arngrim had another problem to deal with - mainly the crystalline floor several dozen feet below them which they were rapidly plunging towards. He could see the other two just above him, descending at a much slower rate, but he was still getting the full attentions of Madame Gravity.

Right, then. Arngrim did his best to control his ungainly fall, aiming his body towards another of those glass walkways, hoping he could manage to catch onto its edge and avoid falling any further. To his credit, he almost managed it - his hands slammed down on the top of the walkway's handrail, severely bending the metal in the process, and the pain rushed to his shoulders as his body's downward motion came to a halt.

But the brief rush of exultation was short-lived - the metal pole, already weakened and rusted from the years of neglect this city had suffered, came loose completely under his fairly considerable weight. Another startled oath escaped his lips as he fell back, falling... falling so very far...

The tornado wind rushed up out of nowhere, pushing at the warrior's back and actually forcing him upwards again, launching him over the weakened railing and throwing him onto the surface of the walkway like some kind of kid's doll. The impact was considerable, but thankfully the surface seemed to be holding this time. Levering himself up, Arngrim looked up groggily to see the others descending towards him, Zynk holding some kind of glowing orb in his hand.

"Arngrim! Are you all right?" Beowulf asked him, going over and helping him to stand.

"Yeah... yeah... I'm okay now," he replied automatically, turning to Zynk. "Hey, do you know where that wind came out of? That thing saved my life!"

"I created it," the robot said matter-of-factly whilst holding out the orb, "using this relic from my homeland."

"Well, thanks again, metal man. I guess that's two I owe you now," Arngrim replied. "I'll pay you back for it, just you see."

"I'm sure we'll see that happen, with things heating up around here," the temple knight told him. "By the way, what is it about that creature that scared you so much? I'd have thought it was the worst demon in hell from the way you acted!"

"Uhhh... maybe I'll tell you later," he managed. Too accurate a description by half, Beowulf, much too accurate for my liking.


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OOC: Aaaaah!! I almost thought I'd have to miss the entire round, I got back to the thread so late! Hopefully I can make up for my inactivity in the next few hours.

Ph34r t3h h@m$t3rs.

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"Are you just a blade of grass, to be blown in the wind?"

Last edited by Slipstream on 08-07-2001 at 12:28 AM

08-07-2001 12:21 AM
 
 
Baka
Eponymous


Beowulf alighted on a platform, and dropped into a fighting stance. An oriental man stood infront of him, sword drawn. Beowulf lowered his weapon. "I don't want to fight you.." The man charged towards him. "But I may just have to! Burning Anger rising...Burst! Wave Fist!"

A gust of air smacked his assailant in the chest, sendimg him flying over the side of the walkway.

Seems my Monk training paid off... and the wind seems to be helping us today...

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OOC: So.. Beo's a Temple Knight / Monk, with Float as his Move ability... heh. Coupla setup mysteries still tho...

Uh, and Slip posted at the same time. Put my post before his, timeline-wise.

And I forgot my vote... 1 vote for Ryo

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

Last edited by Baka on 08-07-2001 at 12:38 AM

08-07-2001 12:36 AM
 
 
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