Netz
Ausg FFOS6: Gannon
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Yes, basically Maiji 
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12-03-2001 08:59
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Merton
Dew FFOS6: Mog
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Gogo and Mog had been
strolling around the Gold Saucer, protected from any random
encounters by Mog's Moogle Charm. "Let's go find where all the
action is. I bet there's plenty going on at the battle arena."
Pretty soon they found themselves in Battle Square. There were
quite a few people here, but no one payed much attention to
them. "You still didn't answer me about the Adlai Stevenson
thing." Mog tried to make some casual conversation while the
chaos started to unfold around them. Let them all wear
themselves down a bit; there's no hurry. Just then Mog saw
a menacing-looking man killing innocent guards. Guards who
were just trying to keep order. He watched in horror as
Driscoll sliced a guard in two. Hey, that's not right!
He then shot off a few rounds at another person and ran off.
"That's it! Prepare to face Moogle wrath!" Mog ran into the
museum after him, Gogo close behind. Mog stood in the doorway.
"All right, you, we don't need your kind here." He lifted his
lance and took a flying leap at him, hitting him squarely in
the shoulder.
--- Mog uses 1 Attack
Vote on Driscoll (Baka)
Hey Gogo, feel free to
mimic my actions any time. 
Last edited by Merton Dew on 12-03-2001
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12-03-2001 09:03
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Baka Evil
Bishounen Mastermind
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I can so tell I'm gonna take damage for
playing my character evil 
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Driscoll // FFO Survivor 6 // Front Mission //
Evil Bishounen Mastermind
// Baka // Terminal Wannabe // Otaku-in-Training
// m00 //
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12-03-2001 09:14
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Zephirus Gaspar:
FFOST6
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Gaspar Watched the crowds of assorted
warriors dissappear from the arena.. "My... she certainly is
.. interesting", he thought to himself, watching their host
conduct herself after the contestants.. "This shall certainly
be interesting".
He followed the huddled mass of
warriors from the arena, trying his best not to be noticed. He
caught sight of a few familiar faces, he heard some voices he
recognised too, but he decided to steer clear of them.. he
didn't want to be recognised just yet.
He sidled close
enough to the general public to have heard the currency
here... Gil.. "hmm... he thought, maybe i'm not so far from
home after all..", He made his way to what seemed to be a
gambling area.. traversing the eerily recognisable transport
tubes.
Lying on the floor, he picked up some small
change, and moved close to a secluded one armed bandit like
machine. Inserting the coins, "First, the method", he
muttered, under his breath, as he pulled the lever to start
the machine, "then the means".. and he drew his staff up and
cast "Stop" on the dials... all three dials stopped, on the
same picture. The machine payed out a reasonable amount of
gil, which he pocketed and headed for the battle arena, "might
as well see what i am dealing with" he thought..
Along
the way, he passed a small life form on the floor, and
sighed.. "There is no room for the weak here" he versed, and
cast ice on the small creature.
1 vote
for boomer
A Large man also crossed his path,
he looked hurt, but otherwise determined. "He could be
useful", thought gaspar, and cast heal on the Large, darkly
dressed being.
1 R- Vote for
Gannon
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12-03-2001 09:16
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Slipstream FFOS6
- Laike
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The claw was three-pointed, completely
black but for bars of yellow and glistened with a metallic
sheen. As it approached its motionless target the claw opened
as if in anticipation of the strike, grinding open with a
silken noise, and glided forward until it had neared its prey.
This time, it looked right. It felt right.
The claw
lashed down.
"Blast it! Again!" Laike shouted at the
machine as it missed by at least two inches and picked up a
white plush toy instead.
"Sir, you're not supposed to
press the button until the claw stops over the prize you
want," the assistant said, looking up from her book towards
the hammering noises coming from the nearest machine.
"I've been on this thing ten minutes now, girl," Laike
replied with a grin, "and my luck's not getting any better.
You're sure you can't just choose the thing you want?"
"Nuh-huh, you get what you get. You should be grateful
you got something at all, k?"
Too true, girl, too
true. Thanks for reminding me. Laike gave up on the
machine, grabbing the beanie kitten out of the dropslot and
stuffing it in a pocket. Since the introduction Laike had
decided to roam the Gold Saucer in a frenzy of exploration,
enjoying himself immensly with all the different things to try
out. He hadn't got to meet any of the other competitors yet,
nor seen anyone he recognised, but there was plenty of time
for that later.
"What kind of idiot sets a fighting
tournament in this kind of place, anyway?" he spoke aloud,
drawing strange looks from several nearby tourists. "Hey,
kiddies, come see the brave swordsmen and mighty mages attack
the balloons and stuffed animals! Or am I just missing the
point here?"
Wandering into the next room, he looked
over at the various gaming machines and picked one that wasn't
being used - G-Bike, the inscription read. Some kind
of riding game? Ho ho, I can handle any stubborn horse any day
of the week, I'm sure I can manage this. Gil in the slot,
eyepiece thing on, aaaand...
"Whooooooooooooaaaaaa!!"
---
OOC: Heh, felt I had to write something
but couldn't think of an interesting story, I'll prob'bly come
up with something better later. If it means anything, Laike's
equipment:
Weapons/Armour
Sword (Don't know
it's name, possibly a Master Sword) Holy Armor, Holy
Shield and Holy Helmet Fresh Ring (prevents conditions,
eg. Poison) Healing Ring (Regen effects) 1 beanie
kitten (white, no wings)
Magic: Don't I wish. Nope.
Nada.
---
Laike - FFO Survivor 6 -
Saracen of the Silver Star
Currently reading Lord
of the Rings, for the third time. Hopefully I may actually
get round to finishing it.
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12-03-2001 09:16
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Netz
Ausg FFOS6: Gannon
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Briskly moving down a walkway above the
speed centre his attention was caught as two large creatures
crossed paths underneath the bridge. He recognised them both
from the speech at the start of the competition. One was a
large and ugly creature named Bowser and the other a crudely
designed robot named Boomer. Both seemed hesitant as to
whether to say something, walk away or simply destroy the
other.
"Hmm. I no not of who they really are, but in
order to obtain victory, one has to crush opposition."
Standing, legs firmly apart, he raised his arms over
his head, and a blue ball of light began to grow. A low growl
emerged from his thin black lips and the tiny speck of energy
increased to fill the whole chamber, the top bnelting a hole
in the roof of the Golden Saucers Speed section.
"DDDDIIIIEEEEEEE!" Gannon cried and he flung the ball
downwardw tih all his might, and he reveled in the result as
it exploded on the two idiot monsters.
"I thought this
was going to be much harder"
________ 1 attack
vote against Boomer (Trance Gredge) 1 attack vote
against Bowser (Anoat)
---
The colour of
death...
Image thanks to
Lucent
Currently working on:
Joint FFVII with Efli-Aftermath FFVIII-Precipice
trilogy FFTSW-The Cleansing Life, death and inbetween
FFVIII-The Hunter and The Hunted The further voyages
of the DSS Palmer...
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12-03-2001 09:23
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Mintaka FFOS6:
Rydia of Mist
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That our "so you know what characters do
if you're going to use them" thing... XD *munches pizza*
Mmmm.... now, to get to some voting... -------- Here they were... lined up. And as the flag
dropped, Rydia clung tightly as her chocobo zipped off faster
than she'd ever know a 'bo to go.
"Eeeek!" she
managed, pulling herself back up on the saddle properly. She
looked around her, noticing two other chocs around her, a
black and a blue.
They came around a corner, neck and
neck, the scenery flashing about them-
-That suddenly
died out, leaving them high up above a desert floor beofre on
a small trackway. Thankfully for Rydia, the chocs didn't seem
phased, and she was used to disturbing scenery like this - the
home of her summons dictated that.
She spotted a
trolley passing above the track ahead, and noted the passenger
within was certainly someone she'd seen at the 'orientation'.
No time like the present to start, she thought.
"Become the swine you surely must be, Piggy!"
(OOC: Y'know, that sounds too much like FFT now...)
She was rewarded as she saw
the flicker of magic as they shot under the cart. She didn't
win the race though, coming in second behind the black
chocobo, but it was of no matter. She'd had one victory. The
inconvenience would be enough. --------- 1 attack vote to Shadow
--------- Kweh, I say, kweh! Piggy's still fairly easy
to deal with. :P Inconveniencing, yes. I just felt like doing
somehting... odd.
Edit: Fix tag, fix!
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12-03-2001 09:27
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Izlude Nall-FFO
Survivor VI
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after recovering from the chocobo
"incident", nall waundered into the arcade.
Machine:
"Feed me a kupo nut!"
nall lept back fromthe machine
"GAHH! DID IT JUST TALK?"
Machine: "Feed me a Kupo
nut!"
Nall: whats a kupo nut?"
Machine: "Feed
me a Kupo nut!"
Nall: "how am I supposed to feed you a
kupo nut when i dont even know what one is?"
Machine:
"Feed me a Kupo nut!"
Nall: "what is a kupo nut?"
Machine: "Feed me a Kupo nut!"
Nall: "DAMMIT,
TELL ME!!!"
Machine: "Feed me a Kupo nut!"
Attendant: "um..sir.. like this"
the attendent
instucted nall as to how to use the game by pressing the
button labled "Kupo nut".
----two hours later----
Nall: *sniff* "poor little mog, she left you again!,
thats okay.. we dont need her do we mog?"
----another
hour has passed----
Nall: "THAT STUPID B**** MUST DIE,
SHE'S BROKEN POOR LITTLE MOG'S HEART 315 TIMES!!"
Attendant: "sir... try this"
the attendant
pushed the button three times and mog begins to fly
Nall: "YES MOG!! YOU CAN DO IT..GOOO!!!"
the
female moogle is impressed
Nall: *crying*"I'm so happy
for ya man!"
the two moogles retire to the tree
Nall: "oh.. eh heh..mog.. YOU DA MAN!!"
Nall:"
heh, my work here is done"
Nall left the arcade
perhaps i should change to a less threatening form
for the time being
nall morphs into small flying
kitty form, he flew over to the gondola, curled up on the seat
and began slipping off into sleep
*for all those
who hate the moogle game as much as i do * ------------ Current form: Annoying flying
kitty form ------------
OOC: I have a final exam
in a few mins so i best do some last minute cramming, i'll be
back in a few hours. feel free to use nall in your storylines,
but stay in character.
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12-03-2001 09:45
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Daigohji FFOS6:
Setzer
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“And what was it you said these things do
again?” Setzer asked Dio as he tossed the small green globe
into the air.
“That’s an attack materia, sir. A
magical weapon.”
Setzer caught it nimbly with a
backhand manoeuvre then started bouncing it off the wall.
“Odd, it looks like glass and yet it is so hardy.”
Dio
was sweating profusely, “Please sir, be careful. That’s a
Gravity materia, it’s very dangerous.”
Setzer was
distracted for a moment by that, though not soon enough to
stop him from tossing it against the wall once more. This time
it rebounded at an extreme angle and shot down the hallway,
bouncing off walls as it went.
Faintly in the distance
he heard a panicked voice shout, “What’s tha- ~crack~
my noooose!!”
Shortly thereafter the materia came
bouncing back into view, landing neatly in Setzer’s hand. No
sooner had it done so than a yellow globe sprang into life in
the silk lined display case next to Setzer. Crashing through
the glass casing it followed the exact trajectory that the
other materia had taken.
Another voice was heard in
the distance, “You okay, buddy?”
“By doooose, by
dose…” the original voice continued to whimper.
“I’ll
get you a .. what the … ~crack~ Yooowch!”
The
second materia also returned, landing back in the case.
“What was that?” Setzer asked in wonder.
“That
was Mime, sir.” Dio answered wiping the sweat from his brow,
his hand shaking, “as I said … very dangerous.”
Dio
explained the correct way to use materia and described each of
those in his collection. Setzer decided to borrow a select
few. As he tucked the last of them away a severely injured
guard staggered into the office. Dio supported him as the
guard collapsed at his feet.
“He’s unconscious from
blood-loss” Dio looked at the wounds, “these look like sword
cuts.”
“Looks like trouble” Setzer stated, looking in
the direction that the man had come from. “I suppose this is
my responsibility now.” The gambler strode off in search of
the mystery attacker.
- - - - - - - - - -
1
attack vote against Shadow
1 attack vote against
Ryu
Setzer is now carrying the following materia:
Restore Ice Fire Gravity Barrier
Contain Enemy Skill Mime
---
He deals the cards to find the answer,
The sacred geometry of chance. The hidden law of a
probable outcome, The numbers lead a dance.
Fortune favours the bold.
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12-03-2001 09:48
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Baka Evil
Bishounen Mastermind
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Good luck, Iz!
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Driscoll // FFO Survivor 6 // Front Mission //
Evil Bishounen Mastermind
// Baka // Terminal Wannabe // Otaku-in-Training
// m00 //
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12-03-2001 09:48
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Kyo Duran -
FFOS6
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Note: Duran's race follows the current
one.
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Chocobo...Racing? So, those
overgrown yellow birds are chocobos...
Duran had
decided to check out another part of the Gold Saucer, after
spending the better part of an hour trying to find what those
devices in the Wonder Square were supposed to do. He was
evicted after he tried prying one open with his sword, and
still was confused overall as to what the whole place was for.
Now, he was in the Chocobo square, wandering around the
registration booth and catching glimpses of the races.
"Er... sir? Are you interested in participating? First
time admission is free, and free again if you win..."
The young swordsman turned to find one of those
pink-clad attendants blinking at him curiously, while holding
out a signup sheet. He scratched his head.
"Do I get
anything if I win?"
"Oh, yes. This round's prize is a
rare summon materia, Kjata. Are you interested in
participating?"
A summon device? I've heard that
the arch-magicians of Althena can summon mythical creatures,
as can the high Valkeries of Rolente. If I could harness
that... then I might get an edge against Koren! This is an odd
place to get something so powerful... but hey, beggars can't
be choosers!
Grinning, he quickly signed his name
on the sheet. The attendant flashed a cheesy smile as he did
so, and gestured to one of the employee rooms. "Right this
way, sir!"
As Duran went off to follow the attendant's
directions, both stopped to notice a commotion going around at
the Registration booth.
"Whaddya mean, I CAN'T
participate?!?"
"I'm sorry sir, you don't have enough
cash to enter a race again. Please move out of the way so
others can register." A snobby clerk was shooing what seemed
to be some maniac with a katana away from the registration
booth, to no avail. The enraged warrior drew his blade and
pointed it at the clerk, who instantly was reduced to a
quivering mass of Jello. "P-please, sir... there isn't
anything I can do about it.. "
"Fool! You'll pay for
my entry... with your life!"
As Duran drew his own
blade, intent on intervening, a shrill whistle blew out from
the crowd, and cloaked figures stepped out.
"The
Chocobo Squadron does not appreciate such public violence and
death threats! Prepare to be humiliated!"
"BRING IT
ON!!" The lunatic waved his sword around like a drunk,
charging the nearest member. The cloaked figures drew
glimmering weapons from what seemed to be nowhere, and rushed
to meet the deranged swordsman. Duran winced at the following
scene of punishment, while sheathing his sword and heading for
the employee room.
Damn, that's gotta hurt. Isn't
he one of the contestants? Not a good way to start... Ooh,
right below the belt, too! He won't be doing much of anything
for a while...
He closed the door behind him,
drowing out the cries of pain the foolish warrior made as the
Chocobo Squadron ensured he suffered thouroughly.
-------
1 attack vote to Boomer, Choco
Squad style.
---
Sponsoring Duran in FFO
Survivor 6
Is the purpose
to living finding
out what life is
for?
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12-03-2001 09:49
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Netz
Ausg FFOS6: Gannon
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Gannon was tiring of the tedium of
waiting for the action and decided that he would use all of
his remaining votes. But on who.
His first
choice was an easy one. LUTZ. He had attack him from behind, a
cowards move, and Gannon was eternally in debt to him for
this.
Rune was his second victim, he had ties to this
Lutz person, and may well have been his second attacker. They
would both pay.
Thirdly was Mog. Gannon had seen it
attack Driscoll and for some reason he felt an affinity with
him.
The fourth would be pot luck.
And with
his mind made up he stabbed his long broadsword into the floor
and four bolts of orange light shot up, and then down, to
their desired targets...
_________ 1 attack vote
against Lutz (lutz) 1 attack vote against Rune
Walsh (Rune Walsh) 1 attack vote against Mog
(Merton Drew) 1 attack vote against Edge (Exeter)
(nothing personal, just had no one else... )
For tonight, bye bye...
---
The colour of
death...
Image thanks to
Lucent
Currently working on:
Joint FFVII with Efli-Aftermath FFVIII-Precipice
trilogy FFTSW-The Cleansing Life, death and inbetween
FFVIII-The Hunter and The Hunted The further voyages
of the DSS Palmer...
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12-03-2001 10:15
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neored13 FFOS6:
Flammie
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OOC: Okay, from what I
read here, I got really confused, but a few friends sorted me
out. The main problem was with Randi (Sorry, forgot username,
going by char name) saying he'd had to kill Flammie gone
berserk. This really clashed with my chronology, since SoM
came before SD3. However, it was revealed to me that Flammie
and the Mana Beast are two different creatures. And I'm not
even sure if the two Flammies are the same dragon. So, for
convenience's sake, Let's say that SoM Flammie and SD3 Flammie
are the same... er... person. Keep in mind, I've finished SD3,
but only just started SoM.
As Flammie swung
over Speed Square, her ears caught a faint shout.
"Flammie!"
Friend?
Flammie
drifted lower, looking about for the source of the voice.
"Flammie!"
She looked. There stood a man
dressed in rather vivid pinks and blues. He waved up at her.
Who?
She searched her memories, finally
uncovering an image of a young man, skilled in many weapons.
"Rrrrrrannndi... Frrrriennnd!"
Grinning
broadly, she flew gently downward to land next to the young
Mana Knight.
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12-03-2001 10:19
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Darkken The
Scarlet Magician
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"Damn..."
Koren shook his
head. This wasn’t going exactly the way he had planned.
Instead of a quick attack, several attacks had forced him to
defensive. It was, of course, his own fault, for his
arrogance. He should have expected for more resistance. His
last offense against that warrior, Lutz - it had been entirely
unplanned, the man had just happened to appear next to him,
and suddenly, he'd already been fighting the vortex of a black
hole.
He walked down the path he had come, now more
wary. Suddenly he saw Randi, that accursed bowman from before,
in front of him. He had his back turned to him now, and Koren
knew that he had his perfect opportunity now. He already
started to cast the spell, when another idea filled his mind.
Instead of using an offensive spell, he chose another
strategy... he used his innate power that allowed him to pass
with the swiftness and silence of a shadow, and he appeared
right behind the poor boy. He spelled out a command word, and
suddenly, the boy went limp, turning around with a sleepy look
on his face. Koren smiled - the spell had worked.
"You. What is your name?" Koren asked.
"Randi", the man answered in a dull manner.
"Randi? Very well..."
The man, now under his
control, nodded obiently.
"First, you'll help me patch
up the wound you caused to me with that arrow of yours", Koren
said to him. Randi did as he said, reaching for his pockets
and brought out several healing items. Koren raised his
eyebrows - they were quite similar to the items used in his
world, even though he'd already learned that the world he was
now in used potions of several kinds.
Randi gave him a
Royal Jam. Koren took it, ignoring the soft and delicious
taste, concentrating on the healing power that filled his
entire body, returning him to his full strength. Content, he
sat down next to the boy, no longer feeling the urge to blast
him down to the depths of hell with a powerful attack spell
during his moment of vulnerability.
"You seem
strangely familiar... and yet, different. There's something
about you that reminds me of my world."
The man didn't
even blink. Of course, he was under his control.
"Are
you from my... future?" Koren asked, somewhat surprised.
"Let me know it... my future, your past,
everything..." he said, taking his head in his hands, and
gazing deep into his eyes. Soon, all his knowledge, memories
and thoughts were his.
-----
Koren uses one
Manipulation Vote on Randi. Randi uses one Heal Vote on Koren
by his orders. Yeah, yeah, I should use those attack votes.
Soon, it's going to be payback time...
---
Say
hello to iMac.
- Koren of Red Lotus - The Scarlet
Magician - FFO Survivor 6
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12-03-2001 10:21
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KyleIII FFOS6:
Locke Cole
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"Where to next?"
thought Locke. It was then he spotted a man in an overgrown
Chocobo suit. "Must work here," figured Locke. "Excuse
me, I'm wondering if you've seen some people."
"Who're
you looking for," the employee responded, obviously annoyed.
"Have you seen a woman, about ye high, long blonde
hair, pale skin, wearing a white cape?" asked Locke.
"Nope"
"How about a moogle going by the name
of Mog."
"Um, what?" responded the Chocobo confused,
"I think I've seen a couple mogs today."
"Whad'a'ya
mean a couple mogs? I'm looking for the Mog."
"What
are you talking about buddy? Look, you're in the tournament
aren't you?"
"Yeah, what's it to you?"
"I'm so
sick of dealing with you people. I thought this thing was for
great warriors. You look like a common thief."
"What
did you say?!?!" Locke angrily demanded, "My names Locke Cole,
treasure hunter extrodinaire!!!"
"Whatever man, look
I'm kind of busy," with that the guy in the chocobo suit
started heading for the bathroom.
"No one calls me a
thief and gets away with it!" Exclaimed Locke, who proceeded
to follow the man into the bathroom.
A couple minutes
later, the chocobo suit walked out of the bathroom. "These
are a little tight, but the price is right" Locke thought
to himself, "Hopefully I'll be able to get around a little
easier now. I can't believe that guy was naked under this
thing. Oh well, he won't be leaving that stall any time
soon."
A few minutes later, Locke was back at the
tubes. "I can't see a thing in this suit," thought
Locke. While he was trying to adjust the eyeholes, he slammed
right into somebody. "Who's there?" Locke demanded.
------------------------
I gave somebody an
opening if they want to use Locke in their story. Remember
he's disquised in a chocobo suit, though.
Since
everybody's listing their equipment, here's mine:
Gladius (A very powerful dagger) Leather armor (A
treasure hunter's gotta travel light) Thief gloves
Sneak ring
Locke can also cast a few basic spells,
though he's not aware that he can use his magic
yet.
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12-03-2001 10:23
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Thunder
Blossom Village
Idiot-mage
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Load! I know a Mystic-made board would do
better...
A few dozen bats flapped their leathery
wings, casting fluttering shadows across the barks of gnarled
trees. A thin veil of mist set the scene as flashes of light
travelled through the haze.
The only thing that was
even a bit real here was one stray bat, which landed, perching
upon a fibreglass branch. And not even this bat was as true a
bat as one might think. It watched with knowing eyes (with
however bad an eyesight that bats have), regarding the shadowy
figures wandering, with weapons just as real, below.
Flea certainly did not know enough.
"One...
this place is high up in the sky... Check." Flea regarded the
whole structure, suspended in the midst of clouds. "Two...
'Golden walkways and grand palaces...' Check." The little bat
gave a nod to the huge golden domes and the strange winding
roads. "Three... really great technology..." Flea had
never seen anything like this. And even more impressive to
her... "Four... wow, the magic here is sooo strong! My
Mystic senses are tingling!" Flea whispered to herself, taking
in the colours and light with wide eyes... of course, she did
notice the occasional explosion, and the once-in-a-while
gruesome screaming. But that was all beside the point...
"What Sir Magus told us... about... the place us
Mystics are destined to live within again..." Her unheard
bat-like screeching rose...
"THIS MUST BE THE MAGICAL
KINGDOM OF MYSTICS!" Flea flapped her wings in exhuberance,
"twelve thousand years ago... and now I'm here! A place ruled
by a queen..." Flea squealed, clasping her hands close to her
cheeks. She looked up dreamily...
"Maybe I'll become
the great Queen Flea of the Magical Kingdom! Or... is that...
King? Oh well, I can decide later!" Flea, engulfed in her
disillusions, did not know what was coming to her...
"What the hell!? There's a real flying pest in here?
SHOO! Git'out!"
*OOOOF!*
Bats weren't esteemed
for their wonderful eyesight, but Flea knew the sight... and
smell... of an old shoe when it hit her straight in the face.
"ARGH!"
Immediately, she morphed back into her female
magician form... complete with a very red face. Her hands were
no longer clasped together. Now one of them was in a fist,
surrounded by an aura of heat. With clearer eyes, she sought
out her next victim... it appeared to be just some old geezer.
An ugly one at that. Missing one shoe... THAT shoe...
However, he was unarmed. And surprised at that.
Flea sneered. "You should be glad that your future
ruler, the Great Magician Flea, is willing to take pity upon
you trecherous humans. Now go along, but never appear in my
face again, vermin!" The man stood dumbfounded... but noticed
the growing red aura around Flea's fist. He ran, ducking
behind... a gravestone? No... it seemed more like he dove
right into the ground. Flea scratched her head.
"Hmph,
it'll be a long time 'til humans learn... for now, I must
claim this kingdom as my own! The... MAGICAL KINGDOM OF...
FLEAL!" She laughed villainously, loud and proud of it.
However, before her mighty conquest, she had one more thing to
attend to... her face. Taking out a mirror from her bag, she
carefully inspected the reflection. Her eyes narrowed...
SOMEONE was going to pay for this. She gently brushed the dirt
off of her cheeks with a pink handkerchief, and noted the
brown, worn-down building behind her...
"First, the
music here is annoying, and they have buildings like THAT?
Don't tell me this is where Mystica's architecture came
from... it's so uuugly. I really must change that, it'll be
the first thing I do..." Flea was silenced by a sound of
cracking below her.
She fell face-first into the
ground. The branch had broken off under her weight.
"Is this really the Magical Kingdom anyway? They have
such fragile trees..." Flea paused... and gasped.
Could I be gaining... weight!?
-----------------
Sorry, I'm VERY late. School
is...
Flea: You don't need school! Don't you see,
you're going to end up sacrificing the freedom of the proud
Mystics if you keep going to that stupid school of yours...
get a life, you puny human, Thunder Blossom... (for some odd
reason, she does that winky heart thing...)
(twitch,
twitch) I'll just have to put up with her for one week, that's
all... (awaits high bandwidth loading to pass...) I knew
the years of making death threats to my computer would add up
to this. (crosses fingers for forums to load... I don't want
to seem like a dead sponsor!) PLEASE LOAD, I'M BEGGING YOU!
(it loads... and after that, another high bandwidth message) I
suppose this is going to take a while.
Ehh, I'll put
up my stats later. I really have no idea why though. And I
barely remember the stuff that Flea did... oh well to that
too. (runs off to check attacks list)
However, Flea is
at the moment holding a mirror, a dirty pink handkerchief, a
tonic and an ether. Knowing and preparing is half the battle!
Oh, and I'll be referring to Flea as a 'she' because
I'm using the gender of whatever body/form... 'it' takes.
After all, Flea is a shapeshifter...
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12-03-2001 10:24
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Renzokuken SeeD
Mercenary Level:100
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“…Here you should now rest.” “What’s
happened? Why am I here?”
…
Maduin talked
calmly with the female from the human world. He could hear the
other espers talking behind his back. They were upset about
bringing a human to health. However Maduin was sick of the
human world. What he saw was an infectious world, full of
desire and greed.
The female’s name who was saved by
Maduin was Madonna. However she had wondered off. She was
missing. Maduin wondered around the esper world looking,
searching for the human. Finally Maduin had found the human,
standing near the gate he knew too well.
“I want to
leave this world…I want to go home.” The female finially said
to Maduin. “Why?” Maduin asked. “It’s…”The human known
as Madonna hesitated. “It’s because humans and espers can
never co-exist.” She said sadly. Maduin thought for a moment.
“But how do we know unless we observe for ourselves? Maduin
said. “What do you mean?” Madonna asked.
“…Follow me,”
“We shall have a child.” …
“What should her
name be?” “We shall call her Terra…” The first half esper,
half-human is born.
2 Years later…
Emperor
Gestahl’s troops seek the Magitek power. His own greed exceeds
his own thoughts declaring that he seeks all espers. At any
price. Terra’s father and mother look over their child.
The small child sleeps quietly in her basket, watched by a
mighty esper and caring human.
“Maduin! The elder
wishes to see you.” One of the espers called out. “You
have summoned me?” Maduin asks the wise elder.
“Hmmm,
Maduin I want to cast a magical seal that will close off the
humans from the esper world.” “But elder, you are too old
and too weak. In your old state you may pass away as a
consequence of casting this spell.” Maduin advises. “I don’t
care!” The elder scolds. “Just as long as the other espers are
safe. I wish there only to be peace.”
“The human must
leave also.” The elder tells Maduin. “No! I want to stay with
Maduin.” Madonna said hastily clenching Maduin’s arm. “This is
all the humans fault for causing all this trouble.” The elder
announces. “No, I don’t believe it,“ Maduin tells himself.
“It’s not her fault.”
Madonna leaves and takes Terra
walks towards the gate. “Madonna!” Maduin roars as he realizes
that the elder has already casting the magical seal!
“Madonna…”Maduin whispers as he tries to get to Madonna and
the baby in time, but troops and Emperor Gestahl blocked his
path. An unforgiving obstacle. The magical barrier becomes
active beginning to suck out all the humans in the esper
world. Tree’s sway violently, debris flies furiously through
the air. The wind roars frightening the inhabitants.
Maduin sees Madonna just ahead as he tries madly to
try and grap her from being sucked into the human world, but
Terra is knocked from her mother’s arms and is sucked into the
human world leaving the esper world. Parental instincts urge
Maduin and Madonna to follow. They both venture back into the
human world. They would sacrifice anything for Terra.
Anything.
Emperor Gestahl discovers the baby and
picks up Terra and discovers something, she's half human and
half esper, “Look after her! Please I beg of you.” Madonna
wants Gestahl to take care of her, but Gestahl blinded by his
ambitions wants to use Terra for greed and power purposes,
“No, Terra!” Madonna tries to stop him but is knocked back.
… Present Maduin veiws the area that is
blazing with bright lights and sounds. “Terra…I’ll find you.”
The humans had referred to this area as ‘Gold saucer’. Maduin
clenches his fist believing that this place strives with greed
and manipulation. Maduin although feeling strangely out of
place in a human place, finds that he is not alone. He sees
many strange creatures and humans carrying large swords.
“These humans can they be looking for Terra also? This is the
only reason for entering this tournament, I must find her.”
“Don’t worry Terra, I’ll find you.”
---
Thanks to Grizzly for this great sig!
http://red6.org/gnss/ffapocalypse/CGI-BIN/ultimatebb.cgi
-A mental Asylum, but with big swords, and Home of the
Loin
Sponsoring Maduin/Madeen from Final Fantasy VI in FFO
Survivor as a Sidekick
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Mintaka FFOS6:
Rydia of Mist
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Rydia ignored the
sudden commotion behind her and headed out a tube and around
some more. And then she saw him.
"..." Oh my
.... he is here. What the hell is that flirtacious boy
doing here nayway? Doesn't he have a kingdom to rule?!
Of cours,e she could only be refering to the man who
chased her, Edge. She noted the attack's source that came donw
on him and sighed. "Alright, once agian, its Rydia to save
Edge's butt once more. Apparently all those lectures still
haven't sunk in..."
She drew her whip and snapped it
up, grabbing onto a rod extending between t places. And then,
pulling a tonic, she lept high into the air, and came down,
dropping the tonic for Edge and kicking the assaulter in the
back, sending him flying...
...and Rydia on a trip
backwards to land butt first on the floor.
"OW!" she
exclaimed, curling up as her whip fell about her. She stood
gingerly, her tail end sore from the rebounding off the huge
lunk she'd attacked in defense of Edge.
I knew I
should have let Edge care for himself. She picked ehr whip
up and walked over to the ninja prince.
"Hey Edge,
what are you doing here? And how ocme I always have to save
you, anyway? I always thought it was the other way?" She
smirked, at least until she was reminded of what ehr heroics
got her. ----------- Defend - R-vote part to Edge,
Attack part to Gannon
Heh. I couldn't
resist any of the above. And you have to admit, Rydia would
probably rebound off Gannon pretty harshly since she's small,
but she DID have momentum... :P
Kyo: Bwahahaha!!!!
CHOCO SQUAD RETURNS! 
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12-03-2001 10:30
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Darkken The
Scarlet Magician
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Just as he was turning away from Randi,
Koren felt a sudden change of atmosphere. His reflexes worked,
and he became one with the shadows just in time, dodging the
sudden attack of Flammie.
"Youuuu... hurrrrt...
Rrrrandi!" I'rrr... hurrrt... yoouuuu... back!" The dragon
exclaimed, furiously.
Koren pondered his options. Even
with his strength, the dragon would be no push-over. But, he
realized, the dragon had to feel the same way. Slowly, Koren
came at ease.
"I know you, Flammie. And I know that
you know me, and I can see why you would like to slay me. Be
that as it may, I have no desire to fight against you."
"The boy is in no danger - I spared his life. I only
needed to borrow his memories... so that I'd know what awaited
our world.
Koren smiled reassuringly. "We've had our
disagreements before... but we're not completely enemies. Will
you borrow me your wings, as well, Flammie, for the future of
Mana?"
---
Say
hello to iMac.
- Koren of Red Lotus - The Scarlet
Magician - FFO Survivor 6
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12-03-2001 10:30
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Magus Professional Goober
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A Simple Shadow
Yowie. Go to school and see what you
miss... Anywho, nothing too involved to start, just want to
get the ole Golbez ball rolling, if you will...
--------------
“So this is it?”
Golbez
stepped forward into the madness, deftly straightening his
gauntlets. “There are many others here, many who seek the
prize that only one can claim. It’s almost too bad…”
Swords clashed in the background. A scream pierced the
air, shaking Golbez from his quiet contemplation.
“I
wonder if they’re here. I wonder, if they will understand that
it was not all my fault, that I could not control that which
escapes even the greatest among us. Yes, perhaps I can let
them see the truth inside of me, and not simply the darkness
that lurks in this appearance. True, I could not control the
evil that plagued our world, but I now control my own will.
And that, as they say, will make all the difference.”
He walked off into the battle.
"I shall be the
tool of pure hatred no more. I shall show them all what it
takes to step away from darkness. I am a simple shadow no
longer."
---
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.
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12-03-2001 10:30
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Curley
WEAPON FFO Survivor VI:
Umaro
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Alright, Time to get started!
________________________________________
Umaro
looked straight up in awe, gawking at the multi-colored
flashes in the sky. Ever since Yume announce the start of the
tournament, he had been wandering aimlessley throughout the
amusement park, completely overwhelmed by the sights and
sounds of his strange surroundings.
"Preeeetty
liiiiiigggghhhts..." The sasquatch mumbled to himself. He
slowly walked forward, not paying attention to where he was
going, or any of the odd stares he got from bystanders.
"This place amazing! Everything so bright! Too bad
we only here for one day." He thought cheerily. "Who
would make place like this? And why? Oh that silly! I know why
someone build this, 'cause it shiny!"
He kept
looking up, not noticing a strange being dressed in red
limping in his path. The two collided, and fell in a heap.
"Heeeey! Watch where ya going, ya purple freak!"
Boomer snarled at the yeti.
"Uhhhh... sorry." Umaro
replied, a bit dazed. "Wait, what you call Umaro?!"
"You heard me, hairball!" Saying that, he drew his
katana, and swung at the sasquatch in a sidewards slash.
Umaro jumped back quickly, but felt the blade graze
along his stomach. Enraged by the stranger's attack, he
grabbed his club which slung over his back. "You gonna get
it!" He growled, raising the club over his back. He brought
his weapon down, planning to crush the robot flat.
Boomer sidestepped the swipe. "Slowpoke." He
thought, smiling. Umaro continued his assault, only to have
the living machine dodge each attack. "Is dat all ya' got?
Look, I'll be a nice guy for a change, and give ya' a mercy
killin'. Now just hold still."
He held his katana to
his waist, the end of the blade pointed at Umaro's chest. He
prepared to impale the sasquatch, when Umaro let out a blast
of frost from his mouth into Boomer face. Stunned and blinded
by the attack, Boomer didn't notice a large hand going for his
katana's handle.
"Get yer hands of me, ya' damn dirty
ape!" The robot ordered, feeling his hands clamped in a fierce
grip. He struggled to free himself, but couldn't even budge
the saquatch's hand. Umaro let out a low growl, lifting the
mechanical warrior off the ground by several feet. In one
swift motion, He let go of his opponent, and slammed his club
into his midsection, knocking the robot ten feet away from
him.
"Alright, you wanna play rough eh?" Boomer
replied, gettin ready to cast a spell. A sharp voice came from
behind him, breaking his focus.
"HEY! What do you
think you're doing! No fighting outside the battle square!"
"Damnit!" He thought to himself. Disliking the thought
of being outnumbered, he quickly ran to the nearest transport
tube and jumped in.
"[i]Uh-oh![i]" Umaro thought. He
quickly followed Boomer's example, and jumped into a random
tube. ___________________________________________
One attack vote for Boomer (TranceGredge)!
Okay, now I need to make 6 more vote's before I'm in
the clear. Shadow type getting vote burn is most likely fatal.
X_X
---
Nyuk nyuk nyuk
nyuk.
Sponsoring Umaro in FFOnline Survivor VI!
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12-03-2001 10:35
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HolyKnightWayne Dark Knight of Vanda
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...very at "high bandwith"....
Question: I saw a
vote or two targeted at a "metallic person," which were than
labeled as votes against Bowser. Do you mean 'Boomer'? Unless
Anoat's done something very bizarre with his character, Bowser
is a buff turtle and Boomer is an artificial samurai.
If it is Boomer, then I've got another one. Do you all
just not like him, or did TranceGredge really get on your
nerves last tournament?
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"You will enter
combat against me?" Culex's cold, deep voice rang into the
quiet, though still crowded, walkway. All eyes were on the
security guard in the middle of the path, facing Culex. His
backup, two other humans, already had weapons drawn though not
pointed at their unusual target.
"No. I'm here to keep
disturbances from getting out of hand in the Saucer. If you
want to fight, you can go to the Battle Square. But that's
after you explain what this commotion's about." He crossed his
arms and looked impatiently at Culex.
The Vandan
scowled, his eyes flaring. "I was merely enjoying a meal while
I wait for the great Knights I was promised to meet to
assemble."
The security officer backed away nervously.
"Man... we're not paid enough for this...." He looked around
at his friends, grasping for a suggestion, but before he could
say anything the radio at his belt sounded. He pulled it up
and gasped in surprise as he noticed the frequency-- Dio's
private office.
He put the device to his ear and keyed
the volume. Culex crossed his arms and indignantly looked
away, seemingly impatient; but in reality his keen ears were
allowing him to eavesdrop.
"We've got a problem in the
office. Some gambler cleaned out the choco races and talked me
out of the Gold Saucer. Nothin's official yet, though. I want
you to get some of the guys who just showed up-- either them
or the ones who still owe me for the Keystone-- and take care
of him. You know what I mean."
The officer laughed.
"Sure do, boss." He turned to Culex. "Well, I'm sorry, you
purple... thing. But we've got more important things to take
care of."
Culex sighed deeply. Where are the great
warriors Lady Yume promised me? "Fine. Tell me, human,
where this battle square is."
The man started to open
his mouth, but Culex already had the answer. I can see your
past... I can see your future.... "Thank you." He turned
away, looking over the crowd one last time, and walked toward
where the Battle Square was. As soon as the Dark Knight was
out of easy sight range, he put his hand to a nearby gilded
wall and concentrated for a second.
One of the Powers
of the Dark Knights was to create dimensional gateways by
passing through the Dark Mage's home dimension, which bordered
every known plane of existence. Normally, a Dark Knight could
teleport anywhere he wished merely by opening a portal.
Not so here.
The portal, the doorway through
which the blasted kaleidoscopic panorama of the Dark
Dimension,* abruptly shimmered and closed. Culex stared.
What power is this?! If Yume can prevent a portal of the
Dark Mage's, how strong must she be? Culex concentrated
again, but this time limited the portal to a one-way gate to
the Battle Square's entryway. This time, the portal held, and
Culex stepped through.
He was greeted by a most
unusual sight. Several warriors in various outlandish customes
and getups were present, several lined up in front of a young
woman who was apparently handling certificates of entry, or,
as humans called them, "tickets." Culex stepped out and looked
around, not drawing as many stares from this crowd as from the
civilians. They are used to dealing with powers like mine.
Yes... these must be the great warriors Lady Yume promised me.
But... who to challenge? None of them seem to be powerful
Knights.
Then suddenly came the roar of dozens of
escaping beasts and monsters, pouring from various entrances
and egresses of the chamber, including the main gate. A
living ship? A giant serpent? A pack of wolves and winged
reptiles? Wait... there... coming out of the chamber. A
Knight.
Culex walked briskly toward the doors,
eyes glowing a brilliant yellow as he summoned the Earth
Crystal. The Crystal lit and scattered its golden light around
the room as it summoned a Boulder attack to overwhelm
and scatter the beasts, and Culex walked through more or less
unscathed. Several of the participants, unrecognized to Culex,
also took up arms against the beasts. The Vandan did not care.
They could take care of themselves. This Knight could not
wait.
Culex stood up to the proud man, who was still
using his powerful sword skills to fend off the monsters. A
crumpled warrior who seemed vaguely familiar to Culex lay
nearby, but he was of no concern. Culex lunged and struck,
faster than the human eye could follow, and cut down a ghastly
'unknown' monster behind the Knight that he had already
wounded. The warrior turned.
"Thanks, I--"
The
Dark Knight raised his hand to interrupt. "It is of no
concern. I am Culex, Dark Knight of Vanda. I have crossed into
this dimension to fight against the warriors chosen by Lady
Yume. I have come to challenge the strongest Knight. Will you
accept my challenge?"
The knight wiped the sweat from
his forehead, looking around him. "We should probably stop all
of these monsters first. There are some innocent--"
Culex shook his head. "I said, it is of no concern.
Now, will you enter combat with me?"
The Knight
sighed. "I guess that I have no choice." He saluted with his
sword. "I am Leo Christophe."
The two men seemed to
nearly fly at each with their speed. Leo was a master
swordsman and had the advantage over Culex in melee, despite
the latter's incredible speed. Leo swung at Culex's side but
the Earth Crystal shot in the way to absorb the attack, and in
the process glowed as it gathered energy.
"What the--"
Leo gasped before he was thrown backwards from the devasting
Blast of the Earth Crystal. The knight attempted to
scramble to his feet but immediately crushed by the writhing
body of a Midgar Zolom. Leo focused another sword swill and
blasted the monster as Culex summoned the unmatched power of
the Dark Star, which rained down a deadly living shadow
star. The two attacks destroyed the beast nearly instantly,
and it toppled to its side, giving a thunderous shock as it
landed.
Culex looked down to the injured Knight. "You
fight well and honorably. We shall continue this at another
time."
The Dark Knight turned to walk away. Well
met, Lady Yume. Perhaps coming here was not a mistake.
-----
*My, my. There's more Dark in Culex's
game desciptions than he can use.
One attack vote against Leo, FF6 (teh
Efli ) Look out, Setzer.
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12-03-2001 10:41
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Maiji She Who
Must Be Obeyed XD
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Oh! I get it now!
^_^; That's a great idea~ Thanks! =D
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12-03-2001 10:42
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Simplistic
Hero Large Man with Large
Axe
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Gryz starts swinging.
Alright, first i want to say, i go to
school, so most of my posts will come late in the day. That
means i'll be trigger happy, angry, and probally picked on all
day. -------
Lutz's healing spell awoke Gryz just
in time for him to witnesses Edge's attack. Edge's barrages of
knives sent Lutz diving for cover, down one of these
transportation tubes. Gryz, wobbled to his feet, still shaken
from the flame blast that had blindsided him.
"Must
have been Zio, that weasel." Gryz thought.
Lutz had
done Gryz a great deed, and as the montavian code insisted,
Gryz was in his debt.
Edge still peered down the tube
Lutz had disspeared into, concidering pursuit. Gryz had to act
quickly.
"Bewahahahahahah!!"
Gryz turned to
the evil cackle, only to see a foolish clown terrifying some
young girls. Gryz siezed the clown my the back of this collar
and the seat of his pants, lifting him towards the shimmering
cieling of Battle Square. With a great heaving motion, he
released the screaming clown, sending him tumbling into the
oblivious edge. The coliding fiends fell forward, into the
adjacent tube, and were swept off.
Health returned and
deed completed, Gryz scanned the area for a quiet area in
where he might contiplate his situation. This tournament was
filled with a great many warriors, not the two thieves and a
drunkard he had expected. Gryz headed for "Event Square,"
hoping to encounter a knowledgable ally.
---
Wallace/Highwind for
President!
Support your local Phantasy Star IV
character, and may we all last to the second round.
Join your local FFO Cult today!
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12-03-2001 10:54
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Darkken The
Scarlet Magician
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Koren left the dragon to its thoughts.
She still viewed him with suspicion, but at least it didn't
immediately desire to rip him apart.
"Probably
because he doesn't want any harm to the Mana boy..."
Koren shrugged, and used his teleportation powers. He
knew he had someone to pay a visit to.
Lutz.
This time, he knew his timing was right. He approached
him from behind... the man was obviously one of swift attacks,
not one to hesitate.
"That hurt, you know..." Koren
said, staring at the man angrily.
Lutz turned around.
"Did you come back for more?" he said, mockingly.
Lutz
charged at him, and Koren disappeared right in front of him.
"MORE silly games?" Lutz asked, starting to grow
tired.
"You should be honoured. I'll allow you to be
the first victim to the greater magical powers." Koren said,
smiling. He knew every spell - he had studied hard for them,
and it seemed that his newfound powers were even more complete
than they used to be. Koren assumed his magic pose, and
screamed out in the exstacy of his power. "DOUBLE SPELL!" he
shouted.
Lutz rose his hands to protect himself.
Several lightings struck at him, forcing him to his knees. As
the power subsided, he resumed his fighting pose, though
varily.
"Feh... was that all?" he asked.
Suddenly, an explosion started forming in front of
him. He tried to back out, but too slowly - the explosion sent
him flying in the air. He struggled to rise, as the final
stage of the spell rained great boulders of ice on him.
Once Lutz managed to get up again, the Crimson Wizard
was already gone.
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1 Attack Vote against
Lutz. Sorry, but hey, I'm evil. 
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Say
hello to iMac.
- Koren of Red Lotus - The Scarlet
Magician - FFO Survivor 6
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12-03-2001 11:02
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Terra
Lockheart What's with all the
TEHs?
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OOC: Well, I finally got here...o_O;;
I'll just post my into now, though. ^^ (Min: #8
post...hahahaha ) Luna, hold on...XD And Lunar: SSSC spoilers, BTW.
---- Mia found herself in an amazing place that was
filled with the bustle of noise and activity. Shining lights
flashed before her eyes, and everything around her seemed to
be in bright color. She looked down...only to find that she
was at the top of a huge golden structure.
Whoa,
whoa, whoa...did I miss something here? What is the place?
Its...amazing. Why, this could rival Might's tower, my own
Vane, even the Goddess Tower...
Mia walked inside
with her jaw hanging slightly open, looking around.
Now this...was an interesting sight. Pipes leading to
certain different areas litteres the wall, and she walked into
the middle, not quite sure what to do. One attraction caught
her eye, though...
"Cho-co-bo square?" She asked in
utter confusion. "What's a chocobo? Never heard of one..." She
raised her eybrow slightly, then walked up to the "pipe".
"Well, no better place to start, I suppose..."
She hoisted herself in and jumped down.
She
found herself before a huge set of stairs leading up to a
building, with lights all along the sides.
"This place
is huge," she said again to no one in particular.
She
ran up quickly, gathering her robe up in her hands.
When she got in there, she saw someone standing in
front of her. She turned around when she heard Mia enter.
They both gasped in unison.
Mia was looking
into a mirror image of herself, except perhaps a bit younger,
with blond hair instead of Mia's signature raven black.
"...um..." she muttered, at a loss for words. The
other girl simply stood there. ---- OOC: Your turn,
Luna...^^
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12-03-2001 11:04
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Baka Evil
Bishounen Mastermind
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Driscoll picked himself up off the
ground, growling slightly. Pressing a hand to his side, he
felt a sticky wetness and grimaced. He lifted his hand up and
tasted it - definitely blood.
"That... hurt, furball.
I don't know what kind of freak you are, but I really think
you should be in your kennel!"
Launching himself at
the startled moogle, he caught it in a strong grapple, then
lifted it up in the air. Avoiding the creature's bites and
kicks, he unceremoniously dumped it into a waste bin.
Turning away, he scowled at the bandaged figure in the
corner.
"Let this be a warning. I don't like to fight
civilians, but I will if I must. Now stay out of my way, or
you'll be feeling the sharp edge of my sword. Your friend will
survive. This time."
With that, he stalked off round
the corner.
-----
You'll notice that's MOOGLE.
Damn Square and their mogs.
One vote for Mog
Sorry Mert, eye for an eye and all that. No hard
feelings?
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12-03-2001 11:04
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Soujiro
Seta The Blue
Traveler
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Tree of Hearts - 2
After several hours, Queen
Zeal thought she had just about grasped the layout of this
befuddling place.
"If Balthasar had designed this
structure, I'd at least be able to navigate without worrying
about accidently ending up in some sort of odd closet with
brooms and mops! It must have been a group of youngsters that
came up with such a blueprint in the first place."
Zeal had walked long, observing without interfering.
She wasn't here particularly to grab the glory for herself,
merely as a most entertaining diversion, and of course to make
sure that no one she deemed a fool won the stakes in this
game. She stopped at another of the countless booths and
demanded yet another order - quite possibly her tenth that day
- of the almost magical confection these people called 'cotton
candy'. Surely, 'cotton candy' must be what eating a cloud
tastes like! she thought as she eagerly accepted the pink
ball on a cone and cast a low-level sleep spell on the hapless
employee. "Who says you can't get something for nothing?"
Walking onward, she sensed another magical presence in
the area ahead - two in fact. Both strong, strong enough to
interest her. She whispered a few cryptic words and rose ever
so slightly off the floor, then took off at a startling pace
like a human bullet. Ah, what would I do without hovering?
Walking can be such a...bore...
Flying through the
crowds, her orange dress and cape rippling like a flag in a
storm, she lowered her altitude to pass through a short
hallway.
As she entered the hallway, faster than she
could react, a door opened and met her head at the halfway
point. Zeal didn't remember falling to the floor, but she
found herself getting up once again from an awkward position.
She touched her head gingerly. "Oooooh!! This'll leave a mark!
Why do they put doors in such stupid places? Really, there's
no end to the poor design in this labarynthine battleground!"
She saw someone walk away from the door that had just been
opened and decided to pursue.
"You! Did you open that
ill-placed door? I'm talking to you, wench!" Her voice now
carried an icy tone.
Lemina Ausa spun to face what may
have been the most orange she had ever seen concentrated into
one outfit.
"You talkin' to me, lady?" retorted Lemina
with a sense of indignance that could have only been hers.
"It's a mega-bummer you knocked your spiky head on the door,
but you should look where you're goin'! Didn't your mother
ever teach you not to run in the hallways?"
"Enough
talk!" the Queen shouted. Kids today, they were even more
unruly and disrespectful than she remembered them. "I'd wager
this will keep you from causing any more disasters." Zeal
grabbed her cotton candy and chanted another strange passage
over it.
"Mega-weirdo!" Lemina said as she prepared to
make a mad dash for some other section of the huge amusement
park. "I wish I had my magic carpet right about now!" She rose
her hands, fully intent on letting this saucy broad have a
full taste of Crematorium, but was jerked to a halt
by....tendrils.....of cotton candy? She looked back to see
that the cotton candy the strange woman had been talking to
had grown rather large; uncomfortably large. Even as she took
that fact into account, more tendrils wrapped themselves
around her legs.
"Ack! I'm being eaten by cotten
candy!" she cried. "Talk about mega-irony!" The silky strands
had bound her entire body, save her head.
"Well, you
DO need to breathe, but I've gotta do something about the most
dangerous part, don't I?" smirked Zeal. She fashioned a gag
out of more cotton candy and wrapped it firmly around Lemina's
mouth. "This ought to save any other inadvertent victims from
hearing your tirades.
"MmmmmMMMmmmphhhhhhhmmmm!"
Lemina gurgled and strained. It translated roughly to "You
haven't seen the last of meeeee!"
Zeal turned,
whispered the words for the float spell once more, and took
off again, out of the hallway and on toward the second
powerful magical signature. The first one had turned out to be
rather....disappointing. She hoped for better results with the
next.
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1
Attack Vote against Lemina Ausa
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12-03-2001 11:04
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KyleIII FFOS6:
Locke Cole
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"Why don't you watch
where you're going," said Locke, who was beginning to get
angry. He couldn't find Celes, he'd accidently kicked Gau's
face in, someone had dared to call him a thief, and now the
eyeholes in his disguise wouldn't line up. "you do not want to
mess with me right now whoever you are. Wow you sure do
stink."
"What you say to me?" Demanded the voice
angrily. Locke's eyes opened wide, that sounded like Umaro.
"Wait Umaro it's..."
It was to late. Umaro had already
unleashed a battle cry, and took a swing at Locke. Purely by
instinct, Locke dodged the blow from the enraged Yeti. Without
thinking he began chanting a fire spell. "Magic works
here!" Locke quickly realized as he unleashed the spell.
He didn't want to hurt his friend, but the spell might give
him a chance to get away. He heard Umaro growl in pain. "Sorry
buddy," yelled Locke, "I'll see you around." With that he
jumped into a random transport tube.
Emerging from the
strange device, Locke could here strange sounds all around
him. Laughter filled the air. Lining up his mask correctly,
Locke realized he was in the Wonder Square. "Damn, first
Gau and now Umaro. This is not how I wanted to start this
tournament," Locke sighed.
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1 attack vote to
Umaro (Sorry buddy, Locke's not having the best of luck
today).
---
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Munkwunk FFOS6:
Zio
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After the short encounter with Rune -- "I
certainly hope he didn't realize what, or who, hit him..." Zio
thought to himself -- the black magician lept into a tube, his
body only slightly more used to learching feeling as it sucked
him through, spitting him out the other side.
Zio
could see scars of war riddled throughout the complex; people
-- things -- wounded, structures collapsed. "Dark Force
would be proud," he thought to himself with a sneer.
"Destruction is such a fine thing!"
Just then, a
long-haired man with scars across his face, wearing a long,
decorative coat, rounded a corner into Zio's view. The man's
eyes lit up at the sight of him.
"You look like a
scoundrel who would wound a civilian!" shouted the man.
"You'll pay!"
"Dammit, what happened now?" Zio thought
to himself; obviously he had the wrong man, but that wasn't
stopping him. The long-haired man withdrew a stone from the
folds of his coat, fumbling with it just slightly. "Doesn't
look like he knows what he's doing just yet; better act quick
before he masters his new tricks!"
The next words out
of Zio's mouth were that of a spell, accompanied by the
appropriate hand motions. "Nagra!" (OOC: An intense
gravity technique.)
Without delay, the gravitational
forces of the planet set into motion, a black ball of
condensed matter and tongues of lightning appeared over the
long-haired man's head, gradually growing bigger as it
attempted to crush the man with intense force.
The
intended affect was more than Zio had imagined; something was
reacting to his spell, and it did not look good!
The
gravity materia reacted unpleasantly with Zio's spell; the
gravitational pull seemed to intensify ten fold as the two
spells combined! Within moments, the dense ball of matter grew
into a giant orb, sucking everything nearby into its clutches,
almost crushing the man, and even Zio himself! Objects on the
walls, the floor, the ceiling -- everything was being sucked
into the black hole.
"Damn!" Zio, more startled than
ever, mustered all his strength to withstand the intense pull
of gravity. He lept back through the tube which he had come
from only moments before, seeking desperately to escape harm's
path.
Mere moments after Zio left the room, the ball
dissipated. The effects of Nagra had worn off when the
presense of its caster was out of range. All that had not been
crushed suddenly dropped to the floor with a loud clammer.
The long-haired man was lucky; he escaped certain
death.
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1
Attack Vote against Setzer. (Sorry chum, but you
took my favourite character! )
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12-03-2001 11:07
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Maniac
Ranma FFOS6- Hawk
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The two people who had walked in on Hawk
were now...doing something that wasn't for virgin eyes.
(That's for you, Bombay!)
Hawk quietly walked toward
the door and opened it up, praying that the two people
wouldn't notice. Fortunately, they were too...into each
other...to notice.
(Ever notice how I always manage to
put sex into my stories?)
Hawk crawled out the door to
find his sorry, naked ass...in the middle of a arcade?
The arcade was packed with people left and
right...and Hawk was completly naked. The door behind him
squeezed shut and Hawk whirled around, desperate for a way to
open it. But alas, he couldn't. He turned back around and
saw....
"Duran?" Hawk gasped. "How is he here? And if
he is here...that means that Angela and...Riesz....are....."
Hawk became much happier suddenly and he turned away
from the crowd.
Two teenage girls walked by him and
whistled. One of them pinched his 'cheek' as she walked by.
"nice ass, baby!"
Hawk blushed and felt tears come
down the side of his face.
'Ok, Hawk. Just be cool. Be
calm and confident...and nobody will notice. It shouldn't be
any problem for you to find some clothes.'
----------------- *Cue music from saturday night
fever* [scene: Hawk is strutting his naked ass down the
middle of the Golden Saucer, John Travolta style]
Music: You can tell by the way I use my walk, I'm a
ladies man, with no time to talk
Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!
Staying alive! */music
Hawk walked into a armor store
and saw something very nice. Diamond encrested breatplates
with a diamond thread tunic. Complete with two orihalchon
daggers and matching boots and pants.
Hawk looked
around. "I don't have any money...what am I going to do...? He
groaned. This hero gig has ruined me....and I didn't even get
that far in....in....Why can't I remember!? It has something
to do with Jessica, but I can't for the life of me remember!
Hawk took the clothes to the dressing room and quickly
slipped past the attendent without being seen. Inside, he
slipped them on quietly. -------- Now, more confident,
Hawk strolled out of the dressing rooms, his daggers holstered
at his sides.
The attendent looked at him
suspiciously. "Hey....did you come in wearing that?"
Hawk paused. "Um..yeah...I mean. Yes. I don't have
anything in my hands, do I?"
The lady chuckled. "I
suppose you are right. After all, nobody would stroll around
this place naked, would they?"
Hawk blushed. "You'd be
surprised.."
He turned to walk out of the place when
she said, "Hey, why are the price tags on those things?"
Hawk gulped. "Umm...because....because....It's....a
.....style?"
The lady looked at him suspicously. "You
young people are so...wierd."
Hawk turned to leave but
tripped over Boomer on his way out.
"You moron." Hawk
said to boomer and kicked him in the shin as he got up.
Now, to find Duran and Angela. And Riesz.
And
some underwear. Armor chafes somethng fierce when you ride
bearback. Freeball. Hang freely. Or don't have any whitey
tighties. ---------
Yeah, well we never saw much
of Hawks thieving ability in the game.
Note: I'm
playing Hawk in an alternate way. Instead of having him be the
Hawk who spent a year questing for the mana sword, I'm having
him be the Hawk who declined to join Duran, Angela, Kevin,
Carlie, and Riesz's invitation to join. Instead he's been
trying to figure out how to cure Jessica on his own. He's
still met up with Koren, but he has only worked with the other
SD3 characters on occaison. That + amnesia make for an
interesting version of Hawk.
(I can't wait to figure
out why he woke up naked.)
1 attack vote to
Boomer.
---
I was looking at doing 2 jobs,
going to school full time, hanging with my girlfriend, and
playing in the FFOS6.
Something had to give....
I'm going to miss her....
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12-03-2001 11:08
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Lunatic
High FFOS6: Starman
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Good luck Iz! And shut off your banner
already!
Way to go Kyo! The Squadron is back!
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Observe.
Fighting capabilities:
inconclusive.
Level of threat: Medium.
Target Lock.
Engage.
Destroy.
Hyrule's own King
of Thieves was very pleased as to how events were happening.
Those two monsters he had just defeated had boosted his morale
considerably.
If this is the kind of opposition
that I'll be facing, then claiming my victory will be simple
child's play.
The sound of the gigantic
roller-coaster was deafening as it roared by, with what
appeared to be a plump.... wizard? And a huge, dark-skinned
man in the back seat, shouting taunts at the top of his lungs,
blasting every target in sight.
Heh. Entertainment
for lesser beings. Now back to searching for the boy.
The big thief-turned-mage started to trudge along, but
soon noticed something strange. He knew this feeling. He
hadn't survived this long in a black world filled with
treatchery and deceit by not paying attention to his
instincts.
I'm being... watched...
Twin beams of energy came crashing down on the
exact same spot the big man had been standing only a few
seconds ago. He looked around to see who had dared to show
such insolence.
Target has avoided
attacks.
Readjusting metrics.
Fire.
Wave after wave of beams fell around
him, as Gannon demonstrated agility that belied his great
size.
No use running around. I have to get
closer.
With a wave of his hand, the master mage
created a small golden shield to protect his from the
onslaught as he moved into melee range. Pulling out his sword
in one graceful, fluid motion, he charged his silver
antagonist.
I don't care what kind of trash you
are! No one attacks me and gets away with it!
The
battle haze decended on Gannon, and so it is understandable
that he overlooked the fact that his statement wasn't entirely
correct...
The silver robot was partially concealed in
the tracks of the coaster, but the big thief had no problem
vaulting up to its height. The sudden dissapearance of the
silvery figure momentarily confused him but he recovered
quickly enough to feel its presence right behind him.
You can teleport, can you? Well, let's see you do
that with a sword through your gut!
Eldritch fire
raced along the blade, as Gannon thrust it with all of his
considerable might right into the metallic thing's torso. It
gave off a sort of high-pitched shreak as the blade tore
through it, coming right out on the other side.
I
have you now!
He dislodged his sword and kicked
hard, sending the silver robot plummeting to the groud, where
it landed with a painful grinding noise. Gannon wasted no time
in thinking about his actions, as he jumped right after his
opponent, preparing to slit him in twain.
Yaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!
A shower of sparks
rose from the powerful impact between the floor and his sword.
He hadn't thought the creature capable of fleeing after the
amount of damage he had inflicted, but it had teleported out
of the way before he was able to stop his swing.
Damage is significant.
Emergency maneuvres.
A
huge ball of energy started to form at the tip of the robot's
appendages, but the mage knew what this meant. The massive
beam's release made the air sizzle and crackle as too much
condensed energy was released in too little space. Too
fast. The beam came straight at him. No time to dodge. No
place to run to. The air around him swam, making his cape
billow around him. More precisely, making his cape billow
around his ankles. Making him trip.
The glowing
ball of golden light raced just inches over his prominent
nose, heading off into a crowded section of the Saucer.
By the Triforce, that was close...
He
looked up. He was alone.
As Gannon started to get up,
an explosion rocked the place. Screams could be heard around
him, but what drew his attention were the four trails of smoke
in the air, heading away from where the blast had landed.
A winged white... rat? A man in yellow... A
clown.... And another one in dark clothes. I can't really make
him out...
Well. Tough luck.
The King of
Thieves dusted himself off and continued on his search.
--------------------------------------------------
(1) vote against Mog! (1) vote against Gogo!
(1) vote against Kefka! (1) vote against Shadow!
Gannon gave me a tough fight, but I never actually hit
him...
Good show so far, everyone!
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12-03-2001 11:09
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Magus Professional Goober
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Okay, the high bandwidth thingy is
/really/ getting on my nerves...urgh...
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“Where to begin? Where indeed…
Well, I suppose that one’s fairly self explanatory, if I am to
redeem myself to my people I’ll have to begin my slaying the
wicked.”
Golbez sighed despite himself. He really
wasn’t that interested in killing anymore, the torment he had
been through robbed him of any thoughts of vengeance. Still,
it was the only way.
“Look at them all, running about.
They will all have to lose their lives for me to fulfil my
quest. No, I cannot think of it as killing them. They have
committed to this as I have. Yes, that makes me feel better,
all of them have already died, and their bodies just don’t
know it yet. Who am I to stand in the way of the fates? Even
the purest of crystal needs to have a glimmer of
shale…”
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12-03-2001 11:13
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Darkken The
Scarlet Magician
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OOC: I know I shouldn't beat the beaten,
but hey...
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Koren was walking towards the
Wonder Square, when a turtle stepped towards him.
"Turtle?" Koren said, raising an eyebrow. He had some
familiarity with them, mostly in the form of the legendary
Booskaboo. But this one was
He tapped the shell of the
apparently unconscious creature. "Dead? Dying? Out of it?" he
asked of him.
"YO! Stop that!" the turtle shouted,
springing up to life. "Did you do this to me? I'll beat the
living daylights outta you, punk! Will be good practice
against Mario!"
"Am I being challenged... by a
turtle?"
Koren snickered. This was all he
wanted... but a little fun never meant any harm. "Very well,
little one. I'll let you go first."
Bowser charged at
him, aiming his fist at the wizard's grinning face. "Prepare
yourself... for the GREAT BEYOND!" he screamed. Koren stepped
aside, and lazily put his feet on the way of the turtle.
Bowser was sent flying to the air, and hit the ground head
first, shell second.
Koren shoke his head, and grabbed
the turtle, effortlessly turning him backwards, legs up. Then
he turned, leaving Bowser search for a way to get his legs
down again.
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1 Attack Vote against
Bowser. Yeah, I suck. 
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12-03-2001 11:16
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Simplistic
Hero Large Man with Large
Axe
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Gryz and his bear hug.
Gryz's search led him again to his old
ally, Lutz. He found the stumbling swordsman, on his knees
gasping for air. With a simple pat on the back and a stern
motavian glare, Gryz dropped a small healing potion in Lutz's
lap.
"Who?" Gryz demanded.
Lutz weakly pointed
to a shimmering mage, strolling in the opposite direction.
Gryz stood, cocked his head sideways, and began his thundering
charge.
Koren turned, arms ablaze in mental fire, just
in time for Gryz's massive bulk to catch him around the waist.
Locking his massive forearms around the wizard, Gryz tightened
his crushing grip and continued running. Fifteen yards later,
Gryz had charged the tether Koren directly into a wall,
splintering both the decorative surface and the fragile mage.
Gryz dropped the broken Koren, turned, and casually
shuffled off.
--- Thats one attack vote to koren.
and one reversal vote to Lutz.
---
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President!
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12-03-2001 11:18
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Baka Evil
Bishounen Mastermind
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Heh, Choco Squad
oh, and HolyKnightWayne - the Boomer/Bowser
thing was my fault, I typed the wrong name, I later edited it
to who I intended to vote for.
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Driscoll // FFO Survivor 6 // Front Mission //
Evil Bishounen Mastermind
// Baka // Terminal Wannabe // Otaku-in-Training
// m00 //
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12-03-2001 11:18
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Efli TEH
Efli
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Leo turned the corner, trying to find the
knight wha had bested him. He'd never liked Dark Knights at
the best of times. Honour, chivalry, they twisted everything
to fit their own ideals. That he had been beaten by one who
had used...underhanded tactics in single combat...
He
started as a dark shape flew across the floor at his knees,
and autmotically batted it away, hard, with his sword.
The...turtle shell? The shell flew into a retreating red caped
figure, who stumbled, then turned and shot Leo a glance of
pure hatred.
1 vote to
Bowser 1 vote to Koren
--Edit-- 'a
dark sheep'? 0.o Kurse you typos!
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12-03-2001 11:24
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Luna FFOS6:
Lemina Ausa
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Yay, you made it,
Terra! ^_^ Now, then....
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Lemina stared
silently back at the young woman before her. She could not
believe this....this was a face she had only seen in history
books up until now. How could this be? This person was
supposed to be....dead. Dead, for a thousand years. No one
could live that long....and yet....here she stood.
Mia
Ausa. One of the finest Guildmasters Vane had ever seen, who'd
saved Vane and the world in the battle against the Magic
Emperor, and who'd worked tirelessly to restore the Magic City
after it's fall. She'd never been able to make Vane fly again,
but through her efforts the Guild had survived the turmoil of
it's destruction and been rebuilt to something of it's former
glory. Before falling to decay centuries later. It was Mia's
selfless efforts that inspired Lemina every day to work harder
to make the Guild what it had been all those years ago. And
now....now she could speak with her....if this wasn't an
illusion. She didn't know how it could be possible, but....
"I....I...." Lemina managed to find her voice at last,
forcing herself to speak. "Are you....is it really you?"
"Um....I don't quite understand," Mia replied with a
slight frown. "What do you mean?"
"Are you....Mia
Ausa?" Lemina was still staring at her. "I've always wanted to
meet you....you have no idea how much I've wanted to speak to
you! There's so much I want to say....want to know....please
tell me you're really her!"
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OOC: Back to you, Terra.
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12-03-2001 11:25
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JonJonB TEH
JonJonB
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Gogo got back on
his feet, coughing and trying to catch his breath. He felt the
need to regain a little of the dignity lost by he and his
moogle companion. Chasing off after Driscoll, he mimed Mog's
last attack, hitting him square on the shoulder exactly as Mog
had done a few moments earlier. Now Gogo decided it was
time to participate alone. Silently, he stalked off
leaving Driscoll angry and hurt.
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1
attack vote for Driscoll.
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12-03-2001 11:27
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Simplistic
Hero Large Man with Large
Axe
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Gryz and the Turtle
Gryz continued his shuffled down the
long lighted corridors, joyful children and adolescents
streaming past him. Apparently he had stepped into more than
he had meant to, this was anything but a simple tournament,
and Gryz was certain would be more than the cart laod of
mythril he'd come looking for. Just then, Gryz head a booming
demand adjacent to him.
"You! Blue boy! Flip me
over!!"
Gryz cracked a rare motavian smile.
"Your a turtle." He chuckled.
"I am lord
Bowser! Now Flip me over peasant!! The large turtle like
creature was stuck, balanced perfectly on the sharp spikes
protruding form his back.
"Hows this?" Gryz joked,
giving the demanding beast a swift kick to the ribs. Bowser
winced, eyes glaring red, yet Gryz had already left, sliding
down the tube marked Event Square. --- One attack vote
against Bowser
Can i attack sidekicks?
Gryz's
Equipment: Nada, excpet them big forarms.
---
Wallace/Highwind for
President!
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Join your local FFO Cult today!
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