Saint7 FFOS6:
Lise
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Lise followed the Mushboom as they
witnessed all of the competitors duking it out.
From
the corner of her eye, she noticed....something..and a wave of
fear hit her...
Lise: "Koren!....No! It can't be!"
Mushboom: "I've got a bad feeling about this..."
Lise and the little Mushboom watched as Koren took
control of a young man (who, Lise could sense, had strong Mana
powers) and rendered him helpless like a puppet on strings.
Lise began to grow scared. I must find Duran, Hawk,
and Angela. My friends are the only ones who can help me....
Mushboom: "Quick! We must go...I've spotted the first
evil No-Show!"
Lise's attention snapped, "A No-Show!
WHere?" She brandished her spear and looked about.
The
Mushboom whispered, "Over there..."
An odd creature
named Boomer was walking about. Lise placed her back flat
along the wall (like Solid Snake) and bided her time. As
Boomer turned the corner, Lise raised her spear and smacked
Boomer as hard as she could!
Mushboom: "Excellent!
Good work, Lise! You're now on your way to becoming a Huntress
of No-Shows!"
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1 Attack Vote to Boomer
Edit: *looks at Lumina Ausa's equipment & spell
list*
Wow, I wouldn't want to get you mad,
Luna!
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12-03-2001 11:30
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Zephirus Gaspar:
FFOST6
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Gaspar Stepped out from the transport
tube, and steadied himself on his feet, "Most..uncomfortable..
i daresay i could have designed better", he mused.
A
figure approaching caught his attention, he was carrying two
machine guns, and a sword loosely slung from his side. He
looked to be bleeding, not obviousely affecting him, but
painful, and no doubt an irritant. He watched the figure
approach. "Are you hurt?" He asked, expecting the answer,
which inevitably came.. "it's none of your business".
"Then you won't mind if i do this, then.", The old man
cast Heal on the blond haired, walking armory, then slipped
into a close by tube and dissappeared, half noticed.
1 R-Vote to Driscoll
---

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12-03-2001 11:30
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Maniac
Ranma FFOS6- Hawk
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Now that he was wearing clothes (My
tribute to Ronfar and his drinking friends from FFOS5), Hawk
was free to look around at this crazy place.
It was
truly insane. Lights everywhere. Pockets full of gold and
other things.
One guy, a small man with a serious face
and long white hair had this piece of paper in his pocket that
said something like ' Property Deed to the Golden Saucer'.
Well it was Hawks now, whatever a Golden saucer was.
No sign of Angela, Riesz, or Duran yet though...
...Though Hawk did feel something wierd. Some kind of
power....
.....find the crystals.......class
change........more power......mana.....is fading....
And then it was gone. That little relevation into who
he was vanished leaving hawk with more questions.
Suddely the crowd parted....and Koren was there.
"Hello Hawk!" Koren happily said and sent a blast of
red flames at him
Hawk gritted his teeth and took the
blast straight on the chest. The sudden flames and fire sent
the crowd running.
Hawk flipped in the air and landed
on his feet, his newly 'liberated' diamond armor smoldering.
"Ah, you're not as weak as I thought...though I do
believe you were a NightBlade last we met."
"A knight
Blade?" What are you talking about.
"Look, I'll make
this easy. Just give me the sword."
Hawk looked at him
in confusion. "The sword?"
"Yes, the sword of mana.
Give it to me and I'll leave you alone."
Hawk didn't
know what a sword of mana was, or even what mana was, but he
did know that Koren needed to go down.
Hawk leapt into
the air and did his double attack special technique, leaving a
rake of blood down the side of Korens face. Hawk landed
running and took off into the crowd, knowing that he couldn't
hope to match him right now.
But how do I know
him..when I've never met him?
one vote to Koren
Remember how much better the FFOS5 fight against the
time devourer was than the real thing? Sadly enough, I think
the FFOS6 version of the sequal to SD3 will be better than
Legend of Mana.
The Maniac's dream for today! A final
Fantasy Antholog style compilation of Seiken Denestsu (Final
Fantasy Adventure) Seiken Densetsu 2 (Secret of Mana) and
Seiken Densetsu 3(No other name because Square soft was a
moron and didn't bring it to America)
---
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 11:35
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neored13 FFOS6:
Flammie
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Flammie thought hard, surprised by the
red-clad mage's remarks.
Koren... Enemy... But he
say... Need my help? Makes no sense...
She turned
to Randi.
"Arrrre youu all rrrrright, Rrrrandi?"
Randi wobbled a bit, resting his hand on Flammie's
leg.
"Er... Yeah, yeah, I'm all right. Just... a
bit... woozy. Who was that?"
"Bad mannn. I
thinnk. Nnot surrre now." She lowered one wing, creating a
ramp to allow the young knight to board. "Nnneed a liffft?"
(*EDIT* Don't wanna double post...)
Suddenly,
out of the corner of her eye, Flammie spotted a flash of green
and pink, and a flashing spear blade. She straightened up and
rose onto her hind legs, dumping Randi unceremoniously off the
wing he had started to climb onto. "RRRRRISE! OVERRRRR
HERRRE!"
She waved madly and grinned.
Two
friends! Happy!
Last edited by neored13 on 12-03-2001
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12-03-2001 11:35
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Munkwunk FFOS6:
Zio
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Gryz: You can IC (In Character) attack a
Sidekick, but you can't use actual Attack Votes against us.
I'm starting to wish I had stayed a Sponsor myself,
but I'm not sure how much time I'm going to have for the next
few days. If you're after me though, have all the IC fun you
need. 
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12-03-2001 11:35
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Terra
Lockheart What's with all the
TEHs?
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OOC: Finally! FFO's working again...^^
---- Mia blinked.
If it was just the fact that
this girl resembled her uncannily, Mia wouldn't have been
quite so shocked. However, not only that, but she kne her
name. Her name. How was this possible?
"Um...yes...my
name is Mia." She coughed slightly. "Mia Ausa. And you
are...?"
The girl's eyes lit up.
"Oh my God, I
knew it was you, I could tell, but I thought it just wasn't
possible, I mean, you aren't alive anymore, and its just so
amazing that I could meet you, I mean..."
I'm
not...alive anymore? What? What does she mean? Who...?
"I'm sorry," the girl said finally, catching her
breath. "I'm Lemina...Lemina Ausa."
If she hadn't been
gripping the wall so tightl, Mia was sure she would have
fainted straight to the floor. ------ And back to you,
Luna...it's fun doing this kinda stuff. 
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12-03-2001 11:37
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Magus Professional Goober
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“I am true power! You cannot stop the
greatest force known to man. I’ve survived the Time Loop, and
I will defeat you all.”
“You’re insane.” replied one,
reaching for its sword. Another just stood there, waiting to
strike. Golbez saw this devilish trio. Evil, all three. This
would be where he started.
“Come to me, my dearest
Shadow Dragon. Come to the place where the mist cannot harm
you, and destroy these three for your master.” A movement of
his arm was all it took to bring the beast into being. A long,
slithery creature, its black skin shimmering from the light of
the Golden Saucer. It was the most stealthy of assassins.
“Good boy. Now, those three are your targets. Strike
quickly, and strike powerfully. You cannot fail if you catch
them from behind. Now, go!”
The slimy anomaly passed a
series of other fighters on its way. It was conjured to
perform a simple task, and nothing was to stop it. Like a
cobra snapping at its prey, it fell two of the targets. But, a
problem arose with the third. It seemed to have become two
identical beings. The Shadow didn’t seem to mind though, and
it struck at each of the forms of Chaos.
Golbez strode
over to inspect the warriors whom he had condemned. Three
minions of evil, and one unlucky mimic…
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Votes thus far: Chaos Boomer Odd-Eye
Gogo (Shouldn't have been standing there... ;P)
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12-03-2001 11:37
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KyleIII FFOS6:
Locke Cole
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Looking around the
Wonder Square, Locke suddenly found himself in the middle of a
fight. Through the eyehole, Locke had trouble telling who they
were. One looked strangely fimiliar, and the other looked like
he was wearing giant green armor, almost like a turtle.
"I've gotta get outta here," thought Locke,"But
those idiots are blocking my only escape route." Sighing,
Locke mumbled, "This is a tournament anyway. Locke began
chanting a quick spell, "Bolt!!!" he screamed as all three
combatants suddenly looked at the man in the chocobo suit. The
turtle was already down, but the other warrior remained
standing.
"You sir, prepare to face my blade!" the
warrior yelled.
Locke recognized that voice, "General
Leo! Wait!" Yelled Locke, "It's me!" Leo stopped as Locke took
off the mask. "Damn thing, this was a stupid idea to begin
with." Locke chided himself.
"Locke! Is that you?"
asked Leo seathing his blade.
"Leo? I thought you were
dead. Never mind, this little tournament's just full of
surprises. Sorry about that little bolt spell, I was just
trying to clear a path out of here. Drink this." Locke said,
tossing Leo a potion.
"Thank you," said Leo.
"You haven't seen Celes, have you?" asked Locke
hopefully.
"Alas I have not," responded Leo, finishing
off the potion, "But if I may ask, why are you dressed like a
chicken?"
"Erm, long story," replied Locke.
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1 attack vote to
Bowser 1 attack vote to LeoC
1 recovery vote to
LeoC
Edit: I realized Gryz was not there, so I took
away my attack vote for him. Sorry for any
confusion.
---
Sponsering Locke Cole in the FFO Survivor Tournament
because Locke rules!!!
Like Final Fantasy VI? Agree
that Locke rules? Want to sample the best drink GP can buy?
Join us at The Moogle
Cafe!
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11:55 PM |
12-03-2001 11:38
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Soujiro
Seta The Blue
Traveler
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Tree of Hearts 3
Queen Zeal zipped
along at a good clip, but slowed slightly as she remembered
the large bump on her head. She touched it ever so slightly
again; it still tingled, but felt better. It wasn’t serious
enough to warrant an actual healing spell anyway. Now, on to
the second magic user she had sensed. Hopefully, this one
would be more promising than the loud-mouthed child she had
finished dealing with a while ago.
I’m drawing
near; I can feel the aura emanating from them Zeal thought
as she alighted on top of one of numerous smaller buildings in
the vast theme park. A stray fireball that whizzed by only
meters from her head confirmed this fact. Looking down, she
saw a most handsome man, clad in crimson, fending off more
guards from this ‘Gold Saucer’ battlefield. Immediately, she
could see that he was wounded, but she knew that those generic
guards or employees or whatever they were called were not a
match for his powerful spells. That fireball she had seen
earlier had made the hairs on the back of her neck stand on
end; that was magic at least on par with the upper-end wizards
of Zeal. Too bad he doesn’t have a healing spell….
Koren had just finished off the last of the
annoying soldiers. “Gods, those are annoying” he muttered out
loud. They were so eager to run into pain, like lemmings or a
dog with a lobotomy. He was not here to kill weaklings, so he
had not used his full force, but he knew they wouldn’t be
getting up any time soon. He looked around; no more seemed to
be coming for the moment. Crouching, he inspected his wound.
The immediate pain had subsided, but it was still an open
wound. “Curses to those fools” he said, clenching his fist.
Almost as if on cue to choose the worst possible
moment, a new convoy of guards rushed him. They were
accompanied this time by assorted mutants and creatures, most
likely from that ‘Battle Square’ place where several fighters
were currently enjoying random acts of senseless violence.
This would be tougher.
Just as Koren stood up and
began to chant the words for another of his decimating spells,
the ranks of the guards were broken by a staccato of gunfire.
Another man, apparently a soldier, ran into their midst. Not
to help, Zeal knew, for she could see more troops chasing him
further behind. Just a couple of guys, trying to duck the
guards. She smiled a bit, raised her hand to her lips, and
kissed it. Blue spheres of energy wafted forth from her palm
and alighted on the crimson mage, healing his injuries.
The transfixation of the soldier by the magical
energies lasted only a moment, as he proceeded to empty
another round of ammo into the guards, who by that time had
taken up defensive positions. My wounds have been
cured noted Koren as he began to chant the words of his
magic once again. Surely, whomever it was had turned the
tides, at least for a moment. And they were on the rooftop
overlooking him right now, if his guess was correct. However,
the mere turning of a head or lack of concentration could
produce rather uncomfortable results at the moment, and so he
did not look back.
“An interesting performance, I must
say” Queen Zeal laughed softly as she began to hover once
again. While observing this man Koren, she had felt another
presence, this one familiar. It was a presence she had not
felt since…..
She closed her eyes, rose up into the
air, and saw it in her mind clearly. Her insatiable curiosity
had been piqued once again.
Notes: Queen Zeal
has a move called ‘Death Kiss in the game, but if I remember
correctly, it kills the target if successful, and we can’t
really have that, so I turned it into a heal spell ‘Life
Kiss’, which will work rather well for me as a reversal vote
spell.
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1
R-Vote for Koren
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12-03-2001 11:39
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Darkken The
Scarlet Magician
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Koren slowly arose, pulling his
blood-soaked cape tighter around him. He was hurt, he knew.
But he had been a warrior for a long time, and he knew from
the nature of his pain that the wound wasn't serious.
He stood up, watching at Gryz's back.
"So,
it's fire you like, eh?" he said to him.
Gryz looked
over his shoulder. The mage wasn't dead yet?
"It's
said that fire can be extinguished by lack of air. Let's see",
he said, rising his hand, preparing the spell, "if the same
works for you!"
"Stone Cloud!" Koren shouted, pointing
his hands at the figure. Gryz tried to move forwards, but then
felt his body getting heavier. He felt air escaping his lungs,
and then stopped right there, a few meters away from the
red-caped magician.
Koren stared at the statue-like
being with anger in his eyes. Then, he forced his emotions
back to his control. He knew that the man would eventually
turn back to normal, but he felt satisfied in the punishment
he had given to him.
-----
1 Attack
Vote against Gryz.
---
Say
hello to iMac.
- Koren of Red Lotus - The Scarlet
Magician - FFO Survivor 6
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12-03-2001 11:41
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Baka Evil
Bishounen Mastermind
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Driscoll risked a grin at the old man.
"Old-timer, you're ok, d'ya know that?"
Massaging his shoulder, he turned and stalked up to
the robed figure who'd attacked him, picking something up off
a dead guard in the process.
"I told you not to mess
with me, didn't I? Well, I can play at mimic too!"
Driscoll laid a punch into Gogo, sending him reeling
until s/he landed in the same bin as Mog. Then he tossed in
the grenade he'd just picked up, for good measure.
And
finally, Driscoll left the Battle Arena through the nearest
transport tube...
-----
Meh. Ow.
BOOM.
One vote for Gogo
---
Driscoll // FFO Survivor 6 // Front Mission //
Evil Bishounen Mastermind
// Baka // Terminal Wannabe // Otaku-in-Training
// m00 //
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12-03-2001 11:42
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Exeter FFOS6:
Edge
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I can't believe it...I haven't seen
her for all this time, and then she saves my butt...
Edge grinned, then said, "Hey, sweetheart! How are
y...wait just a second, okay?" Rydia raised an eyebrow, but
said nothing.
Quickly, Edge jumped into the air,
landing next to Gannon, who had started to rise.
"I
think you hurt my poor lady friend, punk! Take THIS!" The King
of Eblan proceeded to kick Gannon repeatedly, resulting in
several grunts from the injured man. After his adversary had
been quite thoroughly dispatched, Edge put an arm around
Rydia's shoulders and led her out of the Square.
"So,
how's it hanging, babe?" I am SO smooth!
*****
Hehehehe...
1 vote against Gannon
Last edited by Exeter on 12-03-2001 at
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12-03-2001 11:42
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Saint7 FFOS6:
Lise
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Lise suddenly turned her head to find a
mysterious stranger cleave away at Koren with a giant sword.
Koren grew angry and was about to cast a spell (she could see
the power eminating from his hands).
edit: Lise was
confused, how could Koren be in two places at the same
time???? It must be magical trickery!! That Koren is a
powerful mage indeed!
"Hawk!" Lise cried.
She
ran into the open room and casted a spell on Hawk.
"By the knights of the magical light! Shields and
Armor forged from heaven without end: grant me power to
protect my friend!!!"
And with that, Lise casted
Protect Up on Hawk!
-----
Yeah, I know corny,
but I was in a FFT kinda spell casting mood.
OH and
MR? You can call me Lise. I realized too late that Lise is the
translated name for Riesz. Otherwise the poor girl is going to
have an identity crisis!
---
i dig my toes into the sand /
the ocean looks like a thousand diamonds strewn across a
blue blanket / i lean against the wind... pretend that
i am weightless / and in this moment I am happy....
....happy....
Final Fantasy Online Survivor VI: The Eternal
Dream > Lise
ICQ: 38602396 e-mail:
saint7@canada.com
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12-03-2001 11:44
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JonJonB TEH
JonJonB
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Gogo winced in
pain. Things weren't going well for him so far. Crawling out
of the bin, he noticed a sword had pierced his robes and was
dragging along behind him. Picking it up, Gogo put his many
years of battle experience to use and identified it as an Ogre
Nix. "Most useful for battling Ogres," he said to nobody
in particular "but it's still good for hurting other such
filthy creatures..." "Kupo..." someone wailed behind him.
"Mog!" Gogo gasped, finally remembering his fallen friend.
"I'm sorry, I can't hang around, I have a fiend to follow.
However, I won't see you lying in pain. Cure3!" A
beautiful green mist hovered over the tiny moogle,
replenishing his lost energy. Gogo turned back to the way
Driscoll had gone, running out to the transport tubes.
"Which way did he go...?" Gogo was left confused,
having no clue as to the whereabouts of his attacker...
----
1 recovery vote for Mog (we have recovery
votes, right? I've forgotten already! >_< someone tell
me if we don't)
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12-03-2001 11:58
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BenKenobi Member
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Ugh...
Wow. This is turning out to be jsut about
the worst week schoolwork-wise in my life. :P Oh well. though
I don't have any time at all this week, I'll make do.
-------
Strago wandered about the Gold
Sauceur, eyeing the youngins suspiciously...there! that littlw
whippersnapper just stole 30 gp from that girl! And look at
that guy's tatoos. Geez, why can't this new generation be
anything...decent?! His makeup made him look totally white,
with these obviously fake wings in the back.
...Hmm.
Waaaaitaminute.
"Mog!? Mog, you old moogle, where did
you come from?!" Strago caught up with his old Returner
friend, and figured out what the purpose of his visit was. He
got his weapons ready, fearing that anyone could attack
anytime.
"200 gil just to play an arcade game!? Why,
back in MY day..." Strago just wandered off by himself, lost
in thoughts of over 60 years ago...
(Sorry, but I
don't have time, guys, so I gotta just keep it short. :P )
--------
By the end of the day, many people
had tried to attack our hero, but he deftly made use of his
great skill in learning enemy moves, and predicting what
they'd do almost before they actually thought of doing it.
Hours later, his hit list had grown large, and he had met many
friends along the way, helping those he deemed strong enough
to survive on without him.
------------
Soooo...what I have here is... 1 attack for Chaos
1 attack for Kekfa 1 attack for Starman 1 attack
for Boomer 1 attack for Ganon
1 reversal for Mog
1 reversal for Gogo 1 reversal Umaro
1 defend
on Bowser and attack on Golbez.
Good game,
guys!
---
Outer Heaven!!
w00t!
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12-03-2001 11:59
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Soujiro
Seta The Blue
Traveler
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Tree of Hearts 4
Sitting on a park bench
sulking, Queen Zeal looked up toward the night sky. The
gigantic golden branches higher up on the fortress blocked a
clear view of the moon. She had lost the location of her
previous quarry, almost as if that person wished to remain
anonymous. She'd find them later, that she almost assured
herself of.
"Bleah, I'm having a horrible day
already." Off in the distance, though, she spied someone
familiar. "Hey, it's that wench from earlier! She must've
eaten herself out of the cotton candy! I knew I should've used
pretzel or concrete or something more sturdy to fashion
bindings out of." Beside her walked another girl, so similar
in age and physical appearance that, had this other girl not
had black hair, Zeal would've taken them for twins, or clones.
"By the Matrix!" Zeal said almost involuntarily, well
aware that Transformers was never an RPG. "How dare she get
free without me saying it was alright! And then spawning some
dark-haired clone of sorts....pah, that's the last thing I
need!" She sipped a large Koka-Kora as she raised her hand.
"Water above the heavens and under the earth, form the
demise of the living! Hexagon Mist!" she orated, straw still
in her mouth. In the distance, a hexagonal column of water
alternating beneath freezing and boiling fog engulfed the
lack-haired clone. "Guilty by association" Zeal laughed as she
finished the remains of her soda and pitched the cup into the
trash can.
She spied a clown running by, laughing
incomprehensibly. Zeal let several energy balls fly from her
fist, hitting the clown man and throwing him backward.
"That's because you're a clown, because your laugh
gives me a migraine, and just because you're here." She
flicked her orange cape coolly aside and walked off toward the
tube leading to the place called 'Speed Square'.
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1 Vote Against
Mia Ausa 1 Vote Against Kefka
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12-04-2001 12:00
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Boko
Mog TEH Boko Mog
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Out of
Character: Bloody hell. I didn't think there would be
6, yes, count 'em, 6 pages already. Oi! I'm a bit late,
but here goes ... ! |--------------> (here's my
bloody introl that's waaaaaay overdue -_- ... meh heh heh...
ugh... #$%!...) --- The speech had just ended a
few minutes ago, but the Dark Knight Cecil was still surprised
and amazed at what he saw. He had seen nothing like this from
where he came. He saw words like "Battle Arena" and "Chocobo
Square." Cecil had been through some battle, that's for sure.
Chocobo Square? Cecil recognized. Round Square? Speed Square?
Event Square? What?
"I think I'll stick with what I
know,"Cecil decided. He was referring to the Chocobo
Square. Nice, gentle, useful chocobos in the Chocobo Square
was his destination, not the Battle Square were trouble could
be lurking or any of those other mysterious areas.
Cecil made his way over to where it said "Chocobo
Square." He took a look at the strange hole just in front of
it. Other's had been seen jumping in the hole, and jumping
back up in some time later, so Cecil figured it was safe.
Cecil checked to make sure he had his sword - afterall, what
would a Dark Knight be without a sword? - and jumped in the
hole.
After Cecil had come out of the hole almost
immediatedly, he arived at a place with a gigantic staircase,
garish lights, and people running around. Confusing, it was.
Cecil looked about. He readied his sword, because he
knew he would need it sooner or later. A man was standing
outside the Chocobo Square, looking bewildered and hurt.
"...Are you okay? Who are you?" Cecil had his
sword ready.
"...I'm--"
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12-04-2001 12:12
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Luna FFOS6:
Lemina Ausa
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FINALLY, it
works....
-------------------------
Lemina frowned slightly. Mia....didn't seem to be
taking this information well....to put things mildly.
"Gosh, are you all right? You look really pale,"
Lemina asked, a note of concern in her voice.
"How....how can this be possible?" Mia's voice was
filled with disbelief. "Another Ausa....me, not alive
anymore....how can this be? Lunacy...."
Lemina opened
her mouth to reply, then paused and closed it, a thoughtful
frown on her face. How was she going to explain this
without sounding like a complete freak? She had to admit, it
already sounded insane....how the heck was she going to finish
this?
"Please," Mia spoke again, looking pleadingly at
Lemina. "Tell me, how this is possible....tell me I'm not
crazy...."
"You, crazy? Oh, definitely not," Lemina
replied with a nervous chuckle. "Um, well, anyway...." She
cleared her throat. "Okay, I'm not going to lie here. I'm not
going to dance around the truth. Truth is....I'm from the
future of Lunar, Mia. One thousand years, to be exact. It
seems to me, that whoever organized this tournament, was able
to go into the past....future....whatever....and brought us
both here."
Lemina swallowed hard as Mia continued to
stare at her. "I know it sounds insane, but....it's true. You
don't have to believe me, but....I need to ask you things.
Many things....all of them very important. About the
Guild...."
Before she could answer, Mia was suddenly
attacked by the same woman who'd attacked Lemina earlier.
Muttering under her breath, Lemina tossed Mia a Healing Nut,
then ran after the woman, Sage Staff in hand.
"I'll
take care of this!" Drawing on the staff's hidden power,
Lemina unleashed the devastating Pulse Explosion attack in her
direction. However, she was too far out of range, and the
sphere of pale blue light detonated around a group of unlucky
bystanders.
"Oh, pooh...." Scowling, Lemina put her
staff away and rushed back to Mia, who had finished the
Healing Nut and was just sitting there. "Now....where were
we?"
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Edit: Fired off some votes.
1 R-Vote
to Mia Ausa. 1 Attack Vote to Cyan 1 Attack Vote to
Strago 1 Attack Vote to Kefka 1 Attack Vote to
Gannon
These are all random, please don't take
offense. ^^;;;
OOC: Back to you again, Terra. ^_^ This
IS fun!
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12-04-2001 12:13
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escunid FFOS6:
Link
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Link walked down the shiny hallway
covered with all sorts of flashing lights. He hummed an
ancient battle tune, hoping for adventure. At the end of the
hall there was a strange box. It had odd pictures on it and
was covered with lights. Slowly increasing his humming, he
drew his golden sword and readied his shield. There was a
young, fine looking girl coming down the hall. She was heading
straight for the box, calm faced. Link stepped back, and
watched her carefully. She pulled out a gold object, and
inserted it into the box. Link eyed her, then the box.
"Clink, cu-ching." Link could not sustain it anymore.
The girl was in danger, and he sliced the box in half. His
sword crushed it with ease, but somehow it had a trick up its
sleeve.
"Clunk, clunk, clunk...."
"PSHHHHHH"
Many cylinder like objects fell out. With out warning,
they started spraying a fizzy, watery substance at Link.
Braving the enemy's attack, Link threw himself at the split
open box and prevented the girl from getting...wet. The girl
ran back 50 feet - a horrified look on her face.
The
fizzing stopped. The girl was saved. "This beast is dead.
He shall never bother you again." "That was my pop, you
idiot," the girl ahouted as she ran off.
"Pop...?"
Link was not too upset over the girls ungratefullness, after
all, he had saved her life.
Link saw a wash basin near
by, and cleaned the substance off, being careful not to make
the fizzing start again. As he finished, another girl came
down the hall.
"Link...?" Immediatly Link knew who
it was." "Zelda! - oh my gosh - what are you doing here.
Where did you get that cut on your shoulder?!"
She
camly replied, "It's no problem Link. I'm here to fight too. I
don't care what you think. I'm doing this."
"B-B-B-ut"
"No buts Link, I must do this."
"Alright, I'll
let you. You must let me protect you if you are in danger,
though."
Zelda blandly replied, "Okay Link. If you
must."
"Who attacked you?"
"GANNON, FOOL"
Link pulled out his sword and shield again, bracing
for the worst. Yes, it was Gannon, and no, he wasn't dead as
Link thought.
"LINK. GET OUT OF MY WAY. I AM HERE TO
WIN THIS TOURNAMENT WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT."
Gannons stale breath blew as as a stong breeze,
wetting his body every few seconds.
"Never, Gannon. I
shall send you back where you belong, in hell."
Link
grabbed a bomb, lit it, and jumped 10 feet in to the air. He
slammed it down into the monsters throat, and then grabbed
Zelda and ran back the way he came. He heard Gannon scream in
agony as the bomb blew up, shattering Gannons bones.
"I WILL NOT LET YOU STOP, ME, FOOL," cried Gannon.
---------------------- 1 vote
for Gannon
---
"I seek adventure..."
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12-04-2001 12:13
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Tenshi
Kain Heart of the
Sword
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"No- don't get angry! I'm
sorry, I can't let you go in!"
Slash pondered Yume's
earlier cautioning of civilian attacks. It was truly
disappointing- after such longing to cleanse the battleground
of insects such as this frail, snotty Battle Arena clerk, he
would have to find some other way to sate his lust for blood.
There was no true challenge in fighting them, he admitted-
and, of course, it was beneath him to swat unarmed flies. But,
damnation, it would really brighten his day.
"So I
can't go in because someone else is in there," Slash echoed
with a twisted lip. "And since I can't just cut you open and
go in..."
"R-right..." The clerk straightened his tie
and cleared his throat. "I-I simply can't allow you to enter
until the battle is over. Even then, I would need a d-deposit
of five G-GP."
Slash smirked abruptly, glancing over
the clerk's shoulder to the doorway. "Who's in there right
now?"
"Ah...ah," the clerk stuttered, checking the
register list in front of him. "Th-they didn't give me their
names...they just went in..."
Slash grinned, stroking
his chin craftily with his free hand. "With or without paying
the five GP?"
"I...believe the first paid, but the
second was a girl...she, ah, didn't, curiously."
Slash
feigned an indignant look. "I don't believe it! What a
travesty! Well, my good man, your honor may have been
insulted, but never fret! Sir Slash will exact the payment
from the battlers within."
The clerk looked
dumbfounded, struggling for words. "Uh...well, I...thank you?
But, you're not going to...kill them, are you? I
mean...this is the Battle Arena. You don't actually die here."
Slash put on his most polite smile. "Trust me, I
merely jest. I would never actually kill anyone." He was lying
through his teeth, and he half-expected his molars to shake
with laughter. "I'll just go in and get the GP from the
lady...nice and slow."
The clerk nodded timidly, and
Slash gave him one last smile before stepping gradually up the
stairway to the arena. The door was open, and as the Mystic
ascended the flight of stairs, the sizzle of otherworldly
energy and the ever-familiar kiss of metal to bone filled and
chilled the air. A final step took him across the threshold,
and into a grand circle- painted with the words "The Brave
Do Not Fear The Grave."
Truer words never
spoken! Ah, the quarry!
A girl was there, her arms
wide as blue curative energy streamed from her fingertips.
Beside her, a tremendous man rose to his knee, armed to the
tooth. Slash's eyes widened appreciatively at the sight of the
plethora of weapons in the man's arms- an axe, a spear,
several swords of immense size and loving forgery, even a bow
and arrow. Around them were littered the corpses of monsters,
some humanoid and some dwarfing Slash's innermost nightmares.
Apparently, they were doing relatively well against the beasts
pouring from the door ahead of them.
The luck stops
here. Slash smirked and let the dull end of the Slasher II
rest on his shoulders. "Behind ya."
The girl turned,
and Slash saw she was relatively pretty- at least, besides the
pink hair. It reminded him terribly of Flea. He resisted a
shudder- the last thing he wanted was a mirror image of her
(?!) in the same arena.
"You're pretty good with
magic, lady, but whenever I see that abracadabra stuff, it
gets to bothering me." Slash took slow, measured steps
forward, just enough to halve the distance between them. "See,
I've always wanted to know if I could take down someone who
chose magic over the sword. Well...what a better time than
now?"
Her eyes narrowed, and Slash saw she was easing
into a battle stance with her right foot forward. "Are you the
next ugly thing to pop out of the garbage shute, or are you
just impatient?"
Slash's smirk vanished. It was enough
that he'd been cheated out of testing his abilities before
battle, but to stand here and let a human...girl call
him ugly was a sour cherry on his cake. "I'm the Cold
Sword of Great Magus."
"?"
"...I'm
Slash, you slimy dot!" Slash brought his blade off his
shoulders and out from his side, stepping back on his right
leg and placing his left forward, his left arm out with an
open palm- his favored battle stance. "Let your buddy there
have his own fun- it's just you and me, lady. Let's see what
limb I can get first."
The girl gritted her teeth,
preparing herself for battle. Slash could sense she would be
no pushover- with magic on her side, there would be a lot of
damage she could inflict. But such trivial power didn't
matter- nothing was more powerful than the sword!
His
muscles alternated in tensed and relaxed stages, his legs
ready and poised. The old skill came back to him, and memories
flashed to him- memories of using this skill time and again,
claiming the lives of Guardia Knights and displaying the
pinnacle of the Mystic Swordsmen personified. The very attack
that had given him the namesake, the title of 'Slash.'
A second passed, and then the door behind the girl
opened, and the howl of another oncoming monster filled the
air. One more second passed- just one, and then, Slash moved.
His muscles were heavy, but through practice, Slash
had long shunned the restriction of gravity. His run was fast,
fast enough that his arms remained at a perfect hundred-degree
angle- his left palm straight and his right cocked back,
holding the Slasher II firmly. His mouth opened in a wordless
yell, and the sword came forward in what was meant to be a
scything stab.
Or, rather, what would appear to be a
scything stab.
The habit took over from there, as
Slash twisted his entire frame to the right a mere foot and a
half before the connection. The Slasher II came around, the
dull end pressed against his sternum and the molecule-thin
edge bared. His left hand slapped coldly against the girl's
tender shoulder, and his body weight did the rest. The edge
lashed against her own sternum at blink-match speed, and Slash
jetted past her left side as his Dash Slash skill was
executed. He let the speed carry him, endured the dull ache in
his sternum for a moment longer, and then skidded to a halt.
Smoke and dust kicked up from the wooden floor, and Slash
stood tall in the midst of it.
He turned his head to
look at the stricken girl from over his shoulder. "Take that,"
he said with a grin, his breath slightly heavy. "Still
breathing, I hope?"
---
One Attack Vote
against Lenna. Hope I didn't screw up any plots or
nothing. <=)
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12-04-2001 12:20
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Daigohji FFOS6:
Setzer
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The battle with Zio had been short but
frantic. As Nagra and Demi began to react to each other, so to
did their initiators. Setzer darted the eight of clubs at Zio,
the high value of the card should have knocked the dark knight
flying, but the gravitational forces at work meant that only
damage was achieved.
Zio was winded and struggled
against the force of his own spell as masonry and ornaments
alike were sucked into the void. As the forces faded Setzer,
exhausted, managed a moderate Flare spell which lit up what
remained of the room as brightly as the sun for an instant
before searing his adversary with white heat.
As Zio
staggered away and Setzer gasped for breath he did not notice
the Enemy Skill materia glowing for a moment on his belt.
- - - - - - - - -
Counterattack against
Zio.
1 attack vote against Zio.
That makes 2
(count 'em) 2 votes against Zio.
NB: Setzer has learned 'Nagra'.
Special note on Setzer's cards: The higher the
number, the more powerful the card. Each suit has a different
effect. Spades cut. Clubs are impact weapons.
Hearts explode. Diamonds have all kinds of cool hidden
gadgets.
Last edited by Daigohji on 12-04-2001
at 12:49 AM |
12-04-2001 12:41
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Thunder
Blossom Village
Idiot-mage
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Well, how do you like it, Flea?
Flea: (aggravated) Y'know, if I could HURT Slash right
now for all his mental comments...
---------
Flea had
stood there, waiting for the sign to flash off.
***HIGH BANDWIDTH. PLEASE TRY THE TUNNELS AGAIN
LATER.***
She was obviously flustered. Sure, she COULD
fly around... but why waste energy in that? But seeing her
current situation...
It didn't take too long for her
to take to the skies. It was windy... Flea never flew so high,
and she dared not look down at the crevasses between the
'islands.' The strong gusts against her face served at least
one purpose - it got rid of whatever dust she had over her
after falling onto the ground. Plus, it was the best way to
advertize herself as... the mighty Magician Flea, aka Future
King/Queen of the Magical Kingdom of Fleal. Another boisterous
laugh sounded across the skies of the Gold Sau--err, the
Magical Kingdom.
She really wanted to find some water.
Her face didn't exactly feel right, even after getting rid of
the dirt. Even if she was on an ego trip, she couldn't let go
of the fact that someone had flung a mud-caked shoe at her
face. It had taken a lot of strength not to have maimed that
guy...
She didn't give a second thought back to that
dank, foul-smelling fortress of Ozzie's.
-------
Flea's cape billowed in the wind, then settled as she
landed softly on the steps to a large, brightly lit
building... heck, everything here was brightly lit. It wasn't
something Mystics saw everyday. And gosh... was it a -cute-
building. Flea smiled upwards, face lit by neon lights... so
far, this place had the best bet of being her future
throneroom. She conjured up a few bobbing red hearts, letting
them frame her face. Taking one step... towards...
"The future of Mystics! The future of ME!!" She rose
her clenched hand into the air dramatically, the tiny hearts
spiralling rapidly around her. The sight inspired some... odd
looks.
A little girl, with blonde hair tied in
pigtails, shyly, and slowly, stepped up towards the strange
woman with pink hair and ridiculous flying hearts.
"A...Are you Sailormoooon? Your hearts are weally
cute... and cool..." The girl was looking down bashfully,
tracing circles on the step with the tip of her toes. Flea
blinked. "Who is this... sailor... moon...?"
A voice
from the tube entrances beside the steps called out. "Sarah...
Sarah!!!" An older woman, a mother, promptly stepped out from
the tube, her eyes wide. She was clearly worried. Flea had
seen that face before. It brought both good and bad memories.
Flea looked on with rigid eyes, hands on her hips. Nothing but
distractions...
"Ohh... sowwy, I wanted your
autogwaph..." The girl continued speaking, not noticing, or
ignoring, the calls of her disconcerted mother, who began to
run up the steps, closer to her daughter. She was breathing
heavily.
"I guess sailamoon is... a bit... prettier
anyway..." the girl mumbled, hiding her face.
WHAT?
The hearts popped, one by one...
until one was left. It fluttered before the eyes of the little
girl. An entrancing sight.
"Human brats shouldn't piss
me off."
The mother reached the child, embracing her
for one moment in time... then pulling her downwards, away
from the trembling heart. It was a strong pull too... almost
knocking the little pigtailed girl down the steps, as the
mother stepped up, screaming. It was all too familiar, and it
drove Flea on the edge.
"GET AWAY FROM MY DAUGHTER,
YOU FREAK!"
With that, Flea's hands came
forward, roughly shoving the woman out of the way... along
with lightly singeing her white blouse. Fortunately, it was
only her blouse that was singed. Flea's hands withdrew, and
the heat left a charred black spot on the white material. The
woman, while shocked, only backed down a few steps, her stance
unwavering. A strong fury still existed within those blue
eyes.
Flea's eyes were cast downwards. She rose her
hand... and looked at her fingernails. "You all should be glad
I'm in a good mood. I, after all, didn't come here to fight
small fry like you."
The woman seemed to take this as
a sign that there was to be no more conflict. She rushed back
downwards, to where her daughter was kneeling. The girl was on
the verge of tears from the fear.
Flea turned around,
again facing the building, with a big sign flashing "CHOCOBO
RACING." From outside, the chatter within was already
deafening. The steps of the mother and child scrambling back
into the tunnels was barely audible.
"You don't have
our gifts... we're the beautiful race, the Mystics. Think
twice before you call us freaks."
----------------
Flea silently entered the building. Before she got
inside, she noticed someone nearby in front of the building...
a man with white hair... and a weapon. Easy pickings, at least
to relieve her anger. She shot a quick fireball at him and got
inside. Maybe it was best to lay low for now. Her temper had
almost gotten out of control... though her mind denied it.
Either way, there was no reason to make a big commotion yet.
Some humans... and some that weren't. Flea wondered what this
place was... a few video monitors showed images of big...
chickens. Chickens running on racetracks. A crowd of men and
women formed around a stand, spilling coins all over the
floor. Everything seemed drowned out in the hum of video
monitors, neon signs, the voices of people cheering and
groaning, and the loud, bellowing voices that came from the
video screens.
Somehow, this activity, of portions
that Flea had never seen before, let her spirits rise... if
only these were Mystics among her. It almost felt shameful to
have been enjoying herself in the company of all these
non-Mystics. Quite a few of the people here held no weapons,
but Flea could still feel the pulsing of magic against her
skin. Some of these people were obviously experienced in the
art of battle, and others were stupid fools who ignored the
warning to leave the area. Flea shrugged, yawning. So much for
a grand fighting tournament. Maybe it was held at a more
specific place?
Flea watched as numerous people
straddled, walked, struggled, and ran past her. Finally, she
just randomly tapped anyone on the shoulder.
"Isn't
there someplace here where there's a big fight going on? Come
on, tell me, where is it!?"
-----
Anyone can talk to, annoy, roast, or make friends with
our favourite gender-confused villain! Yaay! (points to
everyone) The power is yours.
This high bandwidth
thing is PAINFUL. Dammit, FFOnline... PLEASE let me through...
or else I'll be burned out by my own votes! (faints)
******** And... 1 ATTACK VOTE to Cecil, just because
he's apparently close by. I'm sorry... ;_; I always thought
Cecil was a good character... but sacrifices must be made...
*******
In the name of the Mystics!
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12-04-2001 12:42
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Zephirus Gaspar:
FFOST6
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apologies for the no story here, i know
it's breaking the rules, but i don't know if the forums'll
stay up long enough for me to write a full blown post so..
1 vote for Kefka 1 vote for
Gogo 1 vote for Cyan 1 vote for Bowser
1 R-vote for
General Leo
1
Defend on Ganon, the attack from that goes to Link so::
1 defend vote for link 1 defend r-vote for ganon
---

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12-04-2001 12:47
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Izlude Nall-FFO
Survivor VI
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Nall awoke from his nap and waundered out
of the gondola, he noticed a metallic creature thrashing the
counter near the gondola ride.
Nall: "hey you!, what
do you think your doing?"
Creature: "ugh... kitty,
CRUSH!!"
the creature lunged at nall but he quickly
dodged.
Nall: "HEY, what was that about? and dont call
me a kitty, i am a WHITE DRAGON!"
There was a bright
flash and nall morphed into his dragon form boomer was
startled and began to run, but nall slapped the creature with
his tail, knocking him unconscious instantly.
i
best get back to human form, this would attract to much
attention
Nall reverted to his human form and left
the room. -----------------------
1 attack vote on Boomer
*wants to
kill something.. server always buisy...grrr..*
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12-04-2001 12:51
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Efli TEH
Efli
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Leo saw the familiar figure ahead, and
his breath caught. As he stumbled from side to side, Leo
couldn't believe his luck.
"Kefka..."
He drew
his broadsword and bought his shield up to bear. He charged.
The clown turned, and fired off a bolt 3 that sent Leo
flying, but Leo jumped back up and ran at him. Kefka dodged
him, obscenely fast.
"Vweeheehee! Poor Leo. You always
were a bit slow."
Leo gritted his teeth. So Kefka was
fast. He reached under his armour.
"Vweehee...are you
going to fight me or not then."
Leo gave his uniform
one last tug. "Alright. Give me your best shot."
Blows
rained down on him from all sides as Kefka danced this way and
that. He must have hit him a hundred times, and he only
stopped when Leo lay on the floor, bleeding.
"That
wasn't much of a fight."
Suddenly Leo sprang up,
bringing his sword down on Kefka time after time, driven by
the strange power of the black belt relic he had just
equipped. Kefka bought his hand up, but Leo kept slashing.
"No...more."
Leo bought his sword up for the
kill, then was knocked flying by a wave of white energy. He
looked up to see a man throwing cards.
"Setzer
Gabbiani? Setzer!"
The gambler turned, and Leo threw
him an X-Potion.
1 vote to
Kefka 1 r-vote to Setzer
Last edited by Efli on 12-04-2001 at
12:58 AM |
12-04-2001 12:54
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JonJonB TEH
JonJonB
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"Watch out!"
Gogo pushed the odd stranger aside as a woman tried to
attack. Using his newly aqquired Ogre Nix he blocked the
attack and pushed the attacker away. She stumbled and fell
over, hitting her head on the ground.
------
1
defend for Cecil
1 attack against Flea
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12-04-2001 12:55
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Exeter FFOS6:
Edge
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"Man, I'm sorry I missed that race! That
sounds awesome, Rydia!" Edge grinned enthusiastically. It was
actually boring as hell, listening to her talk about some
stupid bird, but Edge had learned long ago that listening even
when you didn't really want to could get you far in life.
Well, okay....maybe it sounds a little interesting. I guess
I'd better skip the part where I totally suck at
the...er...roller coaster. Yeah, that's what it was
called.
"Well, care to take a ride in this thing?"
Edge asked, motioning to the gondola they had discovered while
wandering. Rydia looked back over her shoulder, obviously
considering making up an excuse, but the ninja didn't give her
a chance.
"Two, please," he told the person sitting at
the ticket booth. Good thing I stole some GP a minute
ago...gotta love them cool ninja skills!
Just
before he got in, he noticed a pile of odd metal lying on the
ground. "What the hell?" Edge poked it with his sword, causing
some kind of white fire to jump out at him. "Aagh!"
"Edge, what in the world are you doing?" Rydia asked,
a touch annoyed.
"Er, nothing...sorry." Edge turned
back and entered the gondola with Rydia, who was still
debating whether she ought to box the idiot boy's ears.
*****
1 vote against Boomer
Poor guy's scrap metal by now... 
Last edited by Exeter on 12-04-2001 at
01:08 AM |
12-04-2001 01:05
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Baka Evil
Bishounen Mastermind
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Driscoll shot out of the transport
tube, onto a large open space. A pair of security guards
turned and levelled their guns at him, but Driscoll pointed
his straight back.
"Don't try it. It won't be
healthy."
It's getting to be too much trouble to
wipe out every soldier who gets in my way. And the chance
increases every time that I'll hit a civilian by mistake.
The guards reluctantly lowered their guns. Driscoll
smiled at them. "That's better. Now, did you see a tall man in
dark leather come this way?"
"Uh.. yes sir" one of the
guards stammered, sweating slightly. "I think he went that way
- a couple of others did, too."
"Thanks." Driscoll
smiled again, before knocking the guard's heads together.
Non-fatal, and it does the job. Heh.. worried about
casualties - I'm turning into Lloyd here.
Slinging
his guns onto the seat, he relieved the guards of a couple
more grenades and hopped in. As soon as he was in, the chair
lurched forward, throwing him back into the seat, as the Speed
Square ride fired up.
Almost as soon as it began,
strange shapes - planes, clouds, stars, spaceships and the
like - started to rush towards him. And ahead of him, on
another car, he could see a figure dressed in green. Not
who I'm looking for, but still - looks like an easy target,
and an elimination from this tournament.
Grabbing
the aiming handles on the mounted gun, he aimed a shot and
fired - and cursed, as the shot hit one of the floating
clouds, which exploded in a starburst. Well... can't hit
every time. He aimed, and fired again, only to hit a giant
teddy this time. Right...
Finally the end of
the ride drew up. Driscoll jumped out, grabbing his guns again
and firing off a couple of shots at the green-clothed figure
as he escaped, laughing maniacally.
"Uwee Hee
he-aaargh!"
Slinging the gun again, Driscoll dusted
his hands off, then looked around in surprise as a machine
behind him lit up and began to play crazy music.
A
sign popped up, held by a robotic moogle, with the words
"CONGRATULATIONS! HI-SCORE! PLEASE ENTER NAME!"
What the...? Ah, what can it hurt..
He
took a couple of steps over to it and keyed in "Driscoll"
The sign changed to say "Congratulations, Driscoll!
Score 7546! You are winner!", and with a clunk, an umbrella
dropped out of the moogle's mouth!
Ah, what the
hell. Maybe I can hit that furball with it...
-----
Acquired: 1 Parasol.
One vote
for Kefka
Edit: I believe Zio is a sidekick,
whoever voted him..
---
Driscoll // FFO Survivor 6 // Front Mission //
Evil Bishounen Mastermind
// Baka // Terminal Wannabe // Otaku-in-Training
// m00 //
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12-04-2001 01:08
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JonJonB TEH
JonJonB
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"Thank you." the
other man said, looking down at the woman who had just tried
to hit him.
"Do not mention it." Gogo turned to
walk away.
"Wait!" the stranger yelped. "What's your
name?"
"People call me Gogo. You may call me by
whatever name you wish."
"I see. Well, I'm Cecil, a
Dark Knight. Do you know this place well?"
Gogo eyed
Cecil warily. Just a minute ago, the man had held his sword at
the ready when addressing him, now he seemed at ease.
"No," Gogo said finally. "I am....lost."
"Oh!
Me too! Perhaps we could travel together, if only for a little
while until we both learn more about this place."
Gogo
shrugged. "I do not wish to know this place, I am looking
for someone. I believe I heard someone refer to him as
'Driscoll'. Do you know of him?"
Cecil's face went
blank. "No, I can't say I do."
Gogo suddenly had
an idea. "Perhaps you could help me look for him? I'm sure
you would learn more of this place in doing so?"
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12-04-2001 01:09
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Izlude Nall-FFO
Survivor VI
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Nall noticed a man walking by, he looked
pretty banged up and somewhat troubled, he turned as the man
walked by and raised his right hand, he softly spoke "cure",
then turned and continued down the hallway.
---------------------- 1 r-vote
to Driscoll
man, i need to figure out something
to do with all those votes
by the way, i just finished my sculpture..
you can view it by going to the link below http://www.ffonline.com/forums/showthread.php?s=&threadid=14690
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12-04-2001 01:10
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Simplistic
Hero Large Man with Large
Axe
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Gryz final attack vote, and a lobby for a
heal.
Gryz wandered the Event Square, waiting
for Koren's stone spell to wear off. As he rounded a line of
seats, Gryz spotted Rune, his old arrogant magician ally,
slouched amoungst the seats. Gryz stumbled to him. Rune was
unconcious, he had obviously struggled his way to event square
in an attempt to hide. Gryz had no potions with which to heal
the fallen magician.
It was then that Gryz also
noticed the slight build of Gannon, far across the great
auditorium. "Bet hes got a potion" Gryz thought.
A great motavian hand gripped the auditorium seat next
the Rune, and in a swift yanking motion, uprooted the heavy
chair from the floor of Event Square. Gryz heaved the seat at
Gannon, and it struck his side, crumpling his figure against a
wall. Gryz approached the now sleeping Gannan, searched his
clothing for a simple potion, and returned to the fading Rune.
The potion was applied to Runes wounds, and Gryz took the
empty seat adjacent to him. "Maybe when he wakes up he
will return the favor." ---
Thats one reversal
vote for Rune And one attack vote for Gannon
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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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Mintaka FFOS6:
Rydia of Mist
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*zip* Geez... always dragged off at the
most INCONVENIENCING of times.... quick post, then dinner,
than back... --------- Does
he really have to put his arm around me? I should have just
left him there... nah... it'd be just wrong...
"I'm ... er... fine Edge, really," she said, casting a
quick glance around. "What are you doing-"
She was cut
off by something moving just ahead, imposing shadows which
bothered her. The alst thing she wanted was getting saved by
Edge. So she took a quick course of action.
"Winds
that bind and whirl about, sweep out now and whisk away the
enemy! Tornado!"
The winds shot out before her,
whirling about down the hall and around the corner, grabbing a
few contestants on the way before depositing thm cleanly away
from her path to the tubes.
She noted the three ...
er... unforunate victims as they passed. "Anyway, Edge, what
are you doing here? Don't you have a kingdom to oversee?"
I wonder what he wishes for...?
------- Attack Votes: Celes
Gogo Lutz
Since it was winds and
traveled, it got them. ^^ Now, dinner.
Edit: Not only
can I not close tags, I'm slooow..... Scoot that in there
somewhere, k? *runs for food*
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12-04-2001 01:13
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Luna FFOS6:
Lemina Ausa
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quote:
Poor guy's scrap metal by now....
Indeed....especially
considering the possibility of some serious Vote Burn. Heh heh heh....that'll teach him to mess with us! XD
LMAO....you play Edge almost TOO well, Ex.
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12-04-2001 01:13
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Sylphid FFOS6 -
Angela
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Yeech, so late, so
late! I tried to catch up, but I majourly skimmed the first
twelve pages... so, sorry if I screw up anything!
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This place was amazing! All the
lights, the colours... Angela had never seen anything like it!
She had made her way to Wonder Square. Wandering about
aimlessly, she made her way up a flight of stairs as she
thought about her newly acquired magical powers.
"Oh,
I can't take it any more! I just HAVE to try this out again!"
She twirled her staff and aimed her finger down the empty
corridor. "Diamond Missile!"
A purple aura began to
form before her, solidifying in a jagged, crystaline material.
As it grew larger, it began to shake, its energy building and
intensifying. At last, Angela released the power, sending two
shards of diamond hurtling down the corridor... right into the
path of a man garbed in green.
Angela shouted in
surprise, for the man had appeared out of nowhere. "Hey!! LOOK
OUT!"
The man looked up just in time and dove to the
side, avoiding the projectiles by mere inches. The diamonds
continued down the hall, vanishing from view, but striking
something in the room beyond. Two screams sounded out.
"OWWWW!"
"Oops." Well, what can ya do?
Angela
quickly ran to the man that she had almost incapacitated. He
was fine, albeit a bit wounded. She pulled a Round Drop out of
her pocket and handed it to him.
"Sorry about that!
I'm a little new at this whole... magic thing..." the princess
said as she helped him stand.
----------- Votes:
One vote each to Boomer and
Bowser. One recovery
vote to Driscoll.
Baka, get on AIM! I need to talk to ya! 
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12-04-2001 01:13
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escunid FFOS6:
Link
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quote:
1 Defend on Ganon, the attack from that goes to Link
so:: 1 defend vote for link 1 defend r-vote for
ganon
So does that mean Link does not get hurt?!
Link and Zelda walked along the hall,
talking about the tournament and such. Upon arriving at the
gondola, the man asked for some "GP." Zelda, as always, knew
what to do. She pulled out some odd items, and gave them to
the man. Ahead of the duet, there was a Spiky haired kid and a
girl with brown hair. How cute, they were on a date. Before
they had a chance to get on the gondola, a great being
appeared.
"I am Boomer. I am here to avenge Zelda's
attack."
Link had already taken his sword and calmly
slit the monster's left arm. The monster cried with anger, and
jumped off the bridge.
"How did you -?"
"How
did I know it was coming? I saw it following us all along. I
needed to prepare and find out its weaknesses, first, though.
Seems as though it's left arm has already been hit by an
arrow."
The two climbed on the gondola, sitting on
opposite sides.
In the Gondola, they both watched down
below. They observed many “things,” some clearly here for the
tournament. Link noted Gannon, feistier than ever, fighting in
the Battle area. The bomb had hurt him, but by no means had
killed him. Link turned his head to Princess Zelda, and
watched her for a while. She looked very good tonight, thought
Link, and the way the lights shone through her hair was
beautiful. She wielded a powerful wooden bow, with a great
variety of arrows. Just as Link stopped looking, they had
returned. He opened the door for her, and she smiled.
“I must leave now, Link. I shall see you soon.”
“Alright, let’s meet up later, hey?” “Great idea.
Thanks. Oh yeah, take this.” She handed him 1,000 GP
“Thanks. But what do I…” It was too late. She was already
gone.
Link now headed for the battle arena, something
he had noted in the gondola. Perhaps he would meet some friend
and foes there.
“Hi, welcome to the Battle Arena!”
said a short, young boy. “Thanks. Can you tell me how this
works?”
The boy explained the process to Link, after
which Link gave the boy some of the “GP” Zelda had earlier
given him.
Link came out of the arena 30 minutes
later, panting and sweating. He had had enough fighting for
now, and so had the enemies! Link gained 10,000
GP in his “rampage,” so he bought many potions and
some new gloves. He saved 5.000 GP for later.
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1 Attack to Kefka 1 Attack to Boomer
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"I seek adventure..."
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12-04-2001 01:14
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Exeter FFOS6:
Edge
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quote:
Originally posted by Luna
Indeed....especially considering the
possibility of some serious Vote Burn. Heh heh heh....that'll teach him to mess with us!
XD
LMAO....you play Edge almost TOO well, Ex.
Too well? Hah! That means I'm succeeding!
I take that as a major compliment, Luna.
Hmm...vote burn for a no-show Dark character
who has already been designated the black sheep for the first
round...
Lethal.
Uh oh...Minty missed my post, it seems. Do I
change mine, or... hold on...
Edit: Eh. With all this slowdown, I think
it's easiest to just say that Mintaka's post came before
mine.
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12-04-2001 01:18
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Boko
Mog TEH Boko Mog
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"Sure thing."
"Where shall we look first?" asked Gogo, confused.
Cecil thought for a moment. "I have no idea... this is
only place I've been to."
"Alright... let's try the
Speed Square. It's just a guess, though. I haven't been in all
the areas of this strange building."
"I hope you're
carrying a weapon of some sort?"
Gogo pulled out his
"sexay" and shiny Ogre Nix.
"Eh - that'll do. Lets get
going and find Driscoll quickly." ----------------
One R-vote for
JonJonB/Gogo
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12-04-2001 01:37
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RadiKal_Dreamer FFOS6: Terra Branford
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Wow, I’m far behind… lotz of reading. I
still have a few pages of reading, and if any of this
conflicts anything in those few pages, PM me, PLEASE. Stupid
bandwith problems! Gah! I had limited time to begin with, and
now that! GRR… Anyways, here is my post.
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Still holding her hand, Vincent led Terra to the tube. "I
know how to get into the air ducts. From there, we will be
able to spot most of the competition, and strike at any time."
Pulling her into the tube, they zipped into the room with many
tubes. Vincent spotted ‘Wonder Square’ and pulled Terra into
it. "Common, in here." They zipped through another tube, Terra
clutching Vincent tightly. She still hadn’t gotten used to the
feeling of the tubes. They popped out, with Vincent holding
Terra and her flimsy legs. "Ooh, a game room!" Terra said,
looking at the games. "The kids would have f…" She was yanked
in mid sentence towards the back. Together, they hopped onto
one of the games, and found the ventilation shaft. It was
rather large, enough for 2 people to kneel side by side.
Vincent jumped in, then pulled Terra up. Shutting the door
behind them, they were away from the competitors for now.
"So, tell me, who’s Kefka?" Vincent asked. "He is a
very bad man. He killed the emperor, and took control of the
goddesses’ powers. He killed many people. He even killed a
whole village’s parents. I now take care of them." Terra said,
explaining the cold hearted man to Vincent. "I see… And
you want to win so that you can revive the parents? That’s
very noble of you, risking your life for others." Vincent said
back to her as he started crawling forward. "Did you
remember to equip yourself?" Vincent said, stopping. "Um,
I don’t know what to put on. Either the offering and genji
glove, or gem box and gold hairpin. I know, I’ll give you the
offering and gengi glove, and I’ll take the gem box and gold
hairpin!" She handed them over to the man. She now completely
trusted him, giving him some of the most valued relics she
had.
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Terra is equipped, now with the gem box and gold hairpin.
That means she can only use one of the 2 swords she brought.
Nope, no votes yet.. I need to read more of the previous pages
to do that
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12-04-2001 01:43
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Daigohji FFOS6:
Setzer
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Setzer followed the path of blood and
bodies. Civilians and guards alike, cut down mercilessly by a
skilled but misguided blade. His pace quickened as he heard
sounds of battle ahead and turned a corner to see a huge
abomination. Setzer was surprised that he had not noticed the
giant bipedal turtle among the other contestants when they had
all be together, but to be honest he had not really been
paying attention to them.
As Bowser turned to face
him, the gambler could see that there were two guards slumped
against the wall behind the monstrous turtle. Strangely he
could feel the knowledge of his new-found materia seeping into
him, instictivly he knew the purpose of each. Reaching out a
hand from his cloak he commanded, “Freeze!” Alight mist
swirled around Bowser, condensing and suddenly sweeping into
sheets of ice.
His opponent encased in ice and
completely immobile, Setzer took his time to select an
appropriate card for the task. Deciding on the five of hearts
he tossed the card at the frozen block of Bowser. The card dug
into the surface of the ice with a light chnk … then
exploded with the force of a grenade. Ice shattered and the
startled turtle was flung against the back wall, falling
unconscious. As Setzer approached the creature he noticed that
it was not carrying a bladed weapon. The gambler rolled his
eyes, this wasn’t the killer either.
Suddenly he heard
a scream from above and whipped his head back just in time to
see a figure fall from the Speed Arena car passing high
overhead. As he followed the path of the vehicle with his eyes
Setzer saw a silhouetted form standing atop the car, a
gleaming shard of light at its side. The sword he
suddenly realised and without taking his eyes from the
speeding car plucked the seven of diamonds from his deck. The
card whistled through the air, embedding itself deep in the
side of the car. Then as if pulled by an invisible force the
gambler flew into the air. Steadily he pulled himself up the
fine thread by which his life quite literally dangled.
Driscoll watched fascinated as the figure below drew
steadily closer, his cloak and long silver hair billowing
wildly. For a moment the deranged Wanzer pilot toyed with the
idea of cutting the cord on which the gambler had wagered his
future, but decided it would be more interesting to kill him
up close. As the car entered the colourfully lit Round Square
area Setzer boarded it and stood opposite the sword wielding
psychopath.
Both men stood motionless for a moment,
waiting for the other to make the first move. At last Driscoll
gave a bored sight, drew one of his guns and shot Setzer
square in the chest. Without warning a geometric grey barrier
appeared in front of him and the bullet was deflected away
with a shrill metallic screech.
“So you weren’t just
sight-seeing down there” Driscoll laughed and drew his
bloodied sword. Setzer fanned out a deck of cards in each hand
and knocked the pilot’s first thrust to the right with them.
At that instant the car hurtled round a corner and he almost
fell off. He dug the tip of his blade into the side of the car
for support and lashed out with a roundhouse kick to the side
of Setzer’s head. The blow landed heavily and stunned him for
a moment, but by the time Driscoll had regained his balance
both men were prepared once more. This time Setzer struck
first, his card fans sweeping in wide arcs, and one cutting
deeply into the pilot’s forearm at he attempted to block them.
Driscoll stood at the front of the car and so could
not see the approaching dip in the track. His opponent on the
other hand was already taking full advantage of it. Setzer
feigned with a wide sweep to Driscoll’s torso, causing him to
back up to the lip of the car just as it started to tilt
downward. All it took was the two of clubs to his chest to
knock the pilot over the edge. Setzer watched for an instant
as he flailed down into the darkness before noticing a shiny
metal object rolling back and forth at the front of the car.
He did not have to recognise the device to divine the intent
of its owner, but he could not risk injuring innocents by
throwing it over the side. So without further hesitation his
threw himself from the car an instant before the grenade
erupted into a ball of fire, shredding the car like a tin can.
Fragments of shrapnel raked Setzer’s back as he fell, yet he
had to focus completely on an opportunity for him to latch the
seven of diamonds onto something. As panic began to take hold
he saw it, a sturdy support beam, and thrust out his arm. The
card struck true and the gambler’s greatest stake was safe
once more.
- - - - - - - - -
1 attack vote
to Bowser
1 attack vote to Driscoll
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12-04-2001 01:44
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Boko
Mog TEH Boko Mog
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(Psst...when the hell
does the round end? I need to know so I make sure that my
votes are determined)
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12-04-2001 01:46
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