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Maiji
Loki the rice krispie


Oh good god, what have I done?? I've gotten a whole bunch of people to play Valkyrie Profile who will be thinking, "LOKI IS A RICE KRISPIE!!!" through the entire game!

XDDDD

Kidding Hopefully that won't happen ... although I know it's already gotten to me XD

Wow .... *teary at all the posts* I ... I want to thank EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU. All of your posts, your stories, your UNBELIEVABLE writing, your FANTASTIC pictures - I don't think I've ever had the chance to interact with so many talented, hilarious, inspirational people ^_____^ I learned SO MUCH!

And don't think I'm slacking off my thanks! =P *goes to find the huge list of all the people who participated in the tournament* MWAHAHHA!! XDDD

*gets bricked* O_o;;;

Seriously though, without any of you, this would not have been the great experience it was. I am so happy you all dragged me into being a sidekick ^_^;;;;;

THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH! You deserve giant death huggles!!!

\(^0^)/


*skooshing sounds*

Wow, it's been a while since I gave one of those

Crystal Sword-san: On the boards?? O_O Uh oh. Not good ... *goes to find* Thanks for letting me know ^^;

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"Ahahahahahaha! How wonderful this power is!" XDDD

08-12-2001 12:16 AM
 
 
Efli
FFO Survivor-Tseng-Rogue

Must I spend the rest of my life in servitude...

MR : One great big WOAH!
Damn, I wish I could have been around over the last couple of days. Wild horses won't drag me from Survivor 6 though...


Tseng struggled impotently. It had felt like days since he had been cast into the void. He could feel fluctuations as great souls passed out...one very familiar to him, as he felt the soul of the swordsman join with his world.

WE HAVE CHOSEN...

YOU WILL SERVE ME, TSENG

BUT YOU WILL RETURN TO THE VOID. THERE SHALL BE NO REDEMPTION. YOU ARE A TURK, YOU ARE SHINRA. YOU WERE CHOSEN BY THE PLANET...AND YOU SHOULD BE DEAD.

BUT YOU WILL LIVE IN MY SERVICE. IN THE SERVICE OF THE GREATER GOOD...

"No."

WHAT?

"No. Void, light, it matters not who you are. You play with people as if they were toys! You see the lives of mortals as no more than tools. Good tools, maybe. And if we serve the right one, we get to go to a nice box when we die."

...THAT ANALOGY REALLY SUCKS, Y'KNOW.

"You draw us here, you make us choose sides. Light or dark, good or evil. Then we are pitted against each other! And drawn back, time and again, to fight out your little battles. Not just here. In a million different universes, there must be millions of heroes and villains, all playing out the same thing - they're just tools of some stupid squabble."

BUT THE LIGHT PRESERVES LIFE TSENG. IT IS...

"How many have died in the name of 'good'? How many have suffered and died, gladly, because they thought they would save their sons and daughters? How many of those sons and daughters lived in fear or died in terror because their parents threw away their lives in the name of 'the light'?"

HOW DARE YOU COMPARE ME TO HER! DARK SEEKS POWER, TO DESTROY ALL WHO SERVE GOOD...

"Uh huh? And how many times have you lost the light?"

HIS SHARE...

SHUT UP, SISTER.

"Did she give the power away? Did she heal and preserve all those who served you? She wants power, she wants dominion, she wants to destroy, just as much as you..."

NOW YOU MENTION IT...

ERM...YES, BUT MY REASONS WERE NOBLE!

"So were ShinRa's. I will never, ever serve something like that again. I learnt in this tournament...life and love will conquer over everything. Two people were bought here...by you, ultimately...to kill each other...and they ended up dying for each other."

SO YOU WILL NOT SERVE?

"No."

Tseng landed, and he felt something gritty against his face. He opened his eyes carefully.

'Sand. Black sand.'

Two figures strode toward him. One was clad all in black. His hair was raven, his clothes obsidian, his skin ebony. He seemed a hole in the world. All except the eyes. Tseng had thought they had been bad before, but here, in his home plane, Tseng could see them for what they were. Behind those crimson orbs lurked everything he feared. Souls screamed and twisted, monsters out of nightmare swooped and killed, Death itself was trapped in those eyes. They were windows on Hell.

Next to him, was a tall and beautiful women. She seemed garbed in nothing but light. Her hair spilt down her back, bright and welcome as a full moon on a starless night. Her eyes were as bright as the sun. In them, Tseng could see the beauty of the depths of the oceans, the brightest jewels that were made at the heart of an inferno. He saw everything he ever wanted, everything he could ever need, just waiting to take him...

But no. Heaven was beautiful, but no one like him could see it. Angels were the brightest creations, but they were the deadliest warriors of the light.

The Lord carried a sword of polished ice, emanating the freezing cold of the abyss. The Lady carried a sword that flickered and danced - it wasn't on fire, it was fire.

CHOOSE. YOU MUST SERVE ONE.

Tseng shook his head and drew Serpenttooth. "No. I will never serve anyone. Never again." Tseng thrust Serpenttooth straight through his heart. Two swords tried to knock the blade aside, but Tseng pushed it straight through them.

"Never...again."

***

"Sir!"

Sergeant Thom Riley of the Junon police force looked over to the young constable running towards him.

"What is it?"

"The beach...there's..."

Riley walked down the stairs, leavng the breathless young man behind him. Then he saw the body.

"Gods!"

He broke into a run, and knelt down in the surf. The man was Tseng of the Turks?! But that was him...the shades, the blue suit, the shotgun.

Riley missed the melted and twisted lump of metal laying by Tseng's hand - the last remains of the dirk, Serpenttooth.

***

Somewhere in the lifestream, Tseng smiled.

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08-12-2001 12:36 AM
 
 
Mintaka
Hexed & Vexed by 8

Damn...

TSENG!!!!!

And he was my favorite Turk, too. *sniffles* I don't think any of it could have been said better, Efli. It was so well put.

;_; So many people fell in this tourney for so many different reasons...

08-12-2001 01:08 AM
 
 
Crystal Sword
FFO Survivor: Ghaleon

OOC: TSEEEEEENNG! Aw...

Wow. Is the body count usually this high in Survivor?

Anyway, I'm back. You're welcome, Maiji. ^_^

I now have SO2 and am going to go play it. But have no fear! Boxing Ghaleon shall return... with nachos!

Yeah, feel free to fight battles with BG if you like - like Bombay did. Just, uh, don't get him sober, m'kay? That would be unfortunate...

Oh, I just think I should mention, now that everyone has the wrong idea: Boxing Ghaleon does not appear in either Lunar; I got the idea from a promotional doll that came with my Lunar 2 preorder, then I expanded upon it. The real Ghaleon is more or less a total straight-man, though he does have a few humorous moments. Sort of like my portrayal if you remove the scenes of drunk & disorderly. However, Lunar 2 does have another character with a delightful alter-ego. Perhaps even more delightful, between the great art, writing and music that accompany him...

08-12-2001 01:36 AM
 
 
Luna
Silver Star Supreme

Awww....now Tseng, too. Everyone keeps dying....

You're very welcome, Maiji. ^__^

Yes, indeed, getting Ghaleon sober right now would be QUITE unfortunate. And how true about the Lunar 2 character with an alter-ego.

Well, enjoy SO2, CS, and we'll be waiting patiently for your return, as well as Boxing Ghaleon's return! XD And I'll want to hear what you think of SO2, of course! ^_^

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Many thanks to Thunder Blossom for this beautiful banner. ^_^

08-12-2001 01:45 AM
 
 
Terra Lockheart
Um...

OOC: Now Tseng...all these are death scenes, but they all manage to get to me...they're so well written. ~_~ Well, something told me Tseng invited death...he didn't want to live that life anymore. Very well put...I love it. Then again, I love all these closing scenes...^_^

Maiji: No, I know Loki isn't a Rice Krispy. ^___^ I just put that and I couldn't think of anything for Lenneth...oh well. I'll still remember that while playing VP though...XD

CS: Have a good time playing SO2!!! The beginning is a bit slow, but it picks up. And we wouldn't dream of making Ghaleon sober... XDDD Ahh, yes, the Ghaleon punching puppet. What was up with that? Who would really want it anyway...? *Luna and CS give her a death glare and hug their puppets* *sweatdrop* Uh...never mind...XDD


EDIT: Just out of honest curriosity, how many people here have cable/DSL or something that doesn't tie up the phone line? I have a feeling that the people who are here most often don't tie up the phone line...it would make a lot of sense...

Last edited by Terra Lockheart on 08-12-2001 at 01:56 AM

08-12-2001 01:47 AM
 
 
Saint7
Eternal Student of Gaming

Thanks you guys...I feel bad accepting the thankyou's since I didn't really do much this time..(I feel like I've been shipped to the survivor retirement home or something)...really, I should thank all of you for still sticking with this.........*tries to find a phrase*...

on-going adventure of friendship.

lol! and with all of your thank you's to everyone, y'all sound like either you're at the Academy Awards or you're going to die soon! Don't forget, we still have the finals to attend to!

*waits nervously like a little boy holding on outside the washroom stall*

c'mon, Krizak....c'mon.........

08-12-2001 02:04 AM
 
 
Luna
Silver Star Supreme

quote:
EDIT: Just out of honest curriosity, how many people here have cable/DSL or something that doesn't tie up the phone line? I have a feeling that the people who are here most often don't tie up the phone line...it would make a lot of sense... [/B]


Not me. We have two phonelines, actually, so nobody really minds if I tie one up for a while. Besides....I'm basically alone during the day during the week, so nobody really knows how long I've been on every day this week.

08-12-2001 02:12 AM
 
 
Terra_Break
Pint Pixie

lol Saint!

*ahem* *steps up to microphone* I would like to accept this R-vote... on behalf of all Survivors... I'd like to thank those you gave me their R-votes...

Erm.. I'm tired..

You do deserve some thanks Saint! heh, retirement...

Efli!! That was so good! Ack! Everybody has these amazing endings... I have no idea what I'm going to write when the time comes....

*watches Tales for the l33t over and over again*
Oy, I have weird sense of humor... heh...

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"I knew you'd come for me..."

-=innocent + until + proven + guilty=-

08-12-2001 02:20 AM
 
 
Kyo
Saa, mu ni kaerou...

*Looks at page number*

Holy....

I decided to drop by, having attained a rare moment of free computer time at the airport. I'm still marveling at the fact that they actually have free Internet computer terminals in Louisiana, of all places...

Anyway, it's good to see how strong the Survivor Tourament has actually become. It seems that every time a new competition comes around, the page numbers have a multiplier thrown at them. First(for me, anyway) there was nine pages. Then, they were in the high 60's, I believe, for the last Tourney. And now... a whopping 155 pages! I'm scared to read the whole thing...

And the whole thing isn't over yet... I pity the poor soul who has to archive this.

Kudos to you guys, especially Krizak and Saint7. This only makes me wish I could participate even more.

~Kyo (DarkBlade77 for you oldies )

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My Webpage | Chrono Seele | Le Monde Du Spam | FF: Apocalypse

Formerly DarkBlade77 - 800+ posts

Last edited by Kyo on 08-12-2001 at 03:01 AM

08-12-2001 02:52 AM
 
 
Tequila Pop
Keeper of Clive's pants

Maniac Ranma - Utterly fantastic...! I wish I could develop characters as well as you. =/

Efli - TSENG!!!

... o_O KYO-SAAAAAAAAAAN~!!! *glomps him* >_<

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.: Do : all : roads : lead : to : heaven : ? :.

The body is but a vessel for the soul,
A puppet which bends to the soul's tyranny.
And lo, the body is not eternal,
For it must feed on the flesh of others,
Lest it returns to the dust from whence it came.
Therefore must the soul
Deceive, dispise, and murder men.
A. J. Durai

08-12-2001 02:55 AM
 
 
Cloud Stryfe
FFO Survivor - Cloud

Ahh...Kyo...Its almost not a survivor without one of your strangely mismatched love stories

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I am the master of my own illusionary world...

Read my Live Journal

08-12-2001 02:57 AM
 
 
Niflheim
El Diablo del hielo.

Hey, Kyo? Where are you in Louisiana? I might be right behind you....O_o


quote:
I'm still marveling at the fact that they actually have free Internet computer terminals in Louisiana, of all places...

And was that an insult to Louisiana I saw?

I'm surprised anyone would come down here when Mardi Gras was 6 months ago.

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08-12-2001 03:00 AM
 
 
Sylphid
Meow Meow Meow Meow...

The arena stirred with nine figures below... Vivi had been watching them battle for quite some time... yet at the same time, pondering his task. Save the multiverse...? Restore the Memory Pools...?

He reached into his pocket. The amulet glowed with a radiant energy... it was time to fulfill his last task. His final role in this 'tournament' would be that which saved the lives of those all over the multiverse...

With a last glimpse over the battlefield below, the mage clutched the amulet and vanished into thin air...

Failure would mean the destruction of everything ever known... everything ever conceived...

That was not an option. He would succeed.

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So, tourney's almost done, eh? Well, guess it's time for my thank-you post, too... even if I'm not entirely done with my storyline.

First, I want to thank Terra_Break for tolerating all my story goofs, such as bumping into her at various times, and for generally putting up with my storyline ^^. You did a stellar job!

Another thanks to Thunder Blossom for tagging along with Vivi. Also, thanks to Baka for giving me a little tangent to play off of.

Thanks to Maniac Ranma, Terra Lockheart, and pretty much anyone involved with the whole wedding deal for Day Three. That was truly unforgettable!

Thanks to Bloody August for entrusting me with Tatsuya for a day, even though the wedding kinda made that unnecessary.

Thanks to Krizak for doing a stellar job at hosting Survivor 5, and also thanks to Saint7 for conceiving the idea in the first place.

And of course, many, MANY thanks to all that participated! Your writing here has truly astounded me. And it's so much better to read than Othello!

I hope that my contribution to FFO's Survivor 5 has been worthwhile! And I sincerely hope that you've enjoyed the whole thing as much as I have. Please, have a 7-Up or an X-Potion (they're lemonade flavour still!) on me! Cheers!

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Vivi - Sidekick in Final Fantasy Online Survivor 5 - Sponsored by Sylphid
(Many thanks to Sir Mike for the banner! )

Lord Sylphid, Master of Wind
Making the world even cheesier ~ one step at a time.

AP Reading Status:
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Madness takes its toll... please carry exact change.

08-12-2001 04:15 AM
 
 
Crystal Sword
FFO Survivor: Ghaleon

The Legend of Drunken Emperor

OOC: Darn food. Because of dinner I've only been able to play SO2 for about 20 minutes or so. However they were a VERY impressive 20 minutes. The opening video rocks, Claude's voice is not *quite* as awful as I was led to expect (yes, I've chosen Claude's scenario, out of simple logic and time efficiency; I'd explain, but it'd take a while) and the story is intriguing thus far. I *LOVE* the visual style, the one battle I've fought has me waiting impatiently for more (though it was easy; and I've selected Full Active - was this a good idea?). And the translation, while not Lunar-level by any stretch, at least seems to be Grandia-level at this point. I was expecting a Wild ARMS 2-level translation, which would really suck, though I guess I could still end up with one, given how little I've played.

For reference: Lunar-level means it sounds like real Americans; Grandia-level means it sounds like really naive Americans (correct English with recognizable Americanisms - but highly, highly sanitized); WA2-level means that people frequently talk to each other, face-to-face, in the third person - among other flat-out mistakes - and that's just inexcusable.

Hey, Kyo! This is my first Survivor, so I'm not familiar with the role you've played in earlier ones. But everyone seems really glad you're here, so hey!

Oh, and TL, I have DSL. And parents who have been unprecedentedly willing to allow me to do this. I thought I was going to have to argue until the cows came home.

Anyway, enough talk. More punching! Try and catch the movie reference!

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"LAAAAADIEEES AND GENTLEMEN! And the rest of you! THIS - IS - THE - MAIN - EVENT!"

A member of the crowd responded to the announcer's enthusiasm with that immortal phrase of appreciation, "Shut the @#$% up!"

But Ghaleon noticed none of this. He was dead drunk, blasted beyond belief, and ready to rumble! He looked up and rakishly blew a kiss somewhere in Lucia's direction; she began trying every memory charm she knew in order to forget.

"WHOOO WILL BE OUR FIRST CHALLENGER?"

The crowd again responded: "He's already fought three of 'em, ya moron! Wake up!"

"Oh. Crap. WHOOO WILL BE OUR FOURTH CHALLENGER?"

Sydney Losstarot, similar in personality to Ghaleon when they were both sober, was also quite sick of having nothing to do, and he was curious to meet this strange mage in combat. So he decided to take the challenge - confident, of course, that he would easily win, particularly given his knifelike iron claws.

"IIIIIN THE OTHER CORNER, IT'S SYDNEY THE... er... KIDNEY! Yeah, that works!"

By this point, the crowd had stopped listening to the announcer, but Losstarot quietly raised the middle claw on his right hand in the direction of the announcer, never once taking his steely eyes off his plastered opponent.

Ghaleon charged! He let out a flurry of punches, the longest and most awe-inspiring yet! And then he realized that Sydney wasn't there!

The prophet of the Apocalypse had vanished, and now reappeared behind him. Ghaleon, seeing this, collapsed in a drunken stupor.

Sydney strolled casually over to Ghaleon, bent down and smiled snidely - the Drunken Emperor was down to the count.

But his fist shot up! And then Sydney was on the floor. Ghaleon jumped awkwardly to his feet and pressed the advantage, pummeling Sydney before he could regain enough mental presence to teleport.

Tatsuya, seeing this, ran over to help his new friend, approaching the mage from behind to get the element of surprise. Ghaleon, in the process of turning around to see who was coming, idly swung an alcohol-infused limb around and, purely by accident, clocked the approaching man in the head. He seized the advantage and followed with another combination.

Then Randi, now quite sick of the senseless violence, came over to help the others. He brandished the Mana Sword threateningly.

"Ghaleon, stop. I know you aren't thinking straight right now, but I'm sick of all this meaningless combat. I have a sword. You're unarmed. Think carefully, now..."

Ghaleon, starting to lose the sheer intensity of the alcoholic buzz, contemplated for a moment. Then decided that Randi would punch real good, too. He charged forward, and Randi, knowing the strength of the revived Mana Sword, hesitated to use it, because in Ghaleon's vulnerable state it could be fatal.

That moment of hesitation was all Ghaleon needed. He closed in tightly enough that Randi, like Cloud before him, was incapable of using his sword. He tossed it aside and hoped that the proficiency he had obtained with glove-based weaponry would be enough to win this fight. But as Ghaleon became more sober, he became a stronger, fiercer and more accurate fighter. Randi tried to defend himself but soon fell under the onslaught. Ghaleon was still loopy enough to whip out a victory dance for the crowd.

But the three fighters he had decked all started to get up and approach menacingly from three different directions. And while he fought better one-on-one with no alcohol, he needed a stiff drink to be crazy enough to take on three at once with no auxiliary weaponry.

But looking up, he saw ZombieRonfar standing against the railing in the stands. He threw a jaunty salute to his good friend as he prepared to go down. But unbeknownst to the approaching three, ZombieRonfar had a can of beer in his hand, which he flung with all his might. At the last second, Boxing Ghaleon launched into a huge, somersaulting leap, caught the can in midair, popped it open and drained it before he hit the ground!

"WHAT A MOVE, LADIES AND... you just don't care, do you?"

Thus fortified, Ghaleon crushed the can on his head, then waded into the approaching trio. Arms and legs flailed as he railed on his opponents, but after a long and ridiculous bout, the three managed to grab all of the flailing limbs and, with a heave, chucked the amateur boxer into the sphere of water.


The water was a shock to all his senses and allowed his rational mind to regain control.

Oh, no. What did I do this time? Judging from the angry looks of the other contestants, probably quite a lot

He shrugged, then swam/levitated back to the stands (where ZombieRonfar was still cheering wildly) and strapped back on his sword, knowing that retaliations would probably be on their way.

At least, it seems I did not attack either of the females. That is something, in any event.


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OOC: Yeah, I sobered him up, but as fun as BG is to write, the amount of material I have to work with is quite limited. I could probably squeeze out another episode or two, but I'd rather have him sober up when he's still somewhat fresh, y'know?

No hard feelings, guys.

Attack votes to Sydney, Tatsuya and Randi.

quote:
And it's so much better to read than Othello!

My God! I would hope so!

Last edited by Crystal Sword on 08-12-2001 at 04:48 AM

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