Post by UMS Author Lava on Oct 1, 2005 19:28:43 GMT -5
This is a totally mixed-up version of Final Fantasy X (teh best one in my honest opinion(IMHO for you shorthanders)), and it has a bunch of crossover cameos, which I'll signal by following the name with {name of origin}. OK, let's start!
On a hilltop near a grand ruins, a watery-like sword, a bumpy ball, and an elegant staff are set into it. Nearby, around a campfire are a black-haired lady with a black dress, a guy in a yellow outfit and has a tall orange curl of hair, a blue feline-looking fighter, a veteran swordsman with a red trenchcoat and shades, a teen girl with a worriful disposition, a young lady with a white uniform, and a teen boy with a hooded jacket and specially-formatted shorts and denim shirt. The teen boy gets up and looks down to the young lady, then goes up onto the hilltop.
Listen to my story. This...may be our last chance...
FINAL FANTASY 102.3
A big futuristic-like city, Zanarkand. And people are rushing to somewhere. Except that transparent little boy. He WALKS over there. From out of the houseboat comes...THE TEEN BOY TELLING THE STORY! His name is Tidus, and he's the star blitzball player of the Zanarkand Abes of western Zanarkand. It's like Germany, only less warlike. So he goes through the daily routines of "can I have your autograph", "pose a picture for me", and "let's do an article in the tabloid, sir!".
Tidus: Well, gotta go. Wish me luck!
Kid 1: Un, deux, twois...
Kids: Teach us how to blitz!
Tidus: Uh? But I got a game tonight!
Kid 2: Then teach us after!
Tidus: I dunno...
Transparent Kid: You CAN do it after the game, you know.
Tidus: OK, but that'll be 300 Gil in advance. Total.
Kid 3: OK, here's 300 Gil. YOu promise you'll teach us?
Tidus: Right, or you can hunt me for a refund.
The three kids (not the transparent kid) do a silly rotation of the arm and holding an imaginary sphere in their hands.
>>To be continued...
On a hilltop near a grand ruins, a watery-like sword, a bumpy ball, and an elegant staff are set into it. Nearby, around a campfire are a black-haired lady with a black dress, a guy in a yellow outfit and has a tall orange curl of hair, a blue feline-looking fighter, a veteran swordsman with a red trenchcoat and shades, a teen girl with a worriful disposition, a young lady with a white uniform, and a teen boy with a hooded jacket and specially-formatted shorts and denim shirt. The teen boy gets up and looks down to the young lady, then goes up onto the hilltop.
Listen to my story. This...may be our last chance...
FINAL FANTASY 102.3
A big futuristic-like city, Zanarkand. And people are rushing to somewhere. Except that transparent little boy. He WALKS over there. From out of the houseboat comes...THE TEEN BOY TELLING THE STORY! His name is Tidus, and he's the star blitzball player of the Zanarkand Abes of western Zanarkand. It's like Germany, only less warlike. So he goes through the daily routines of "can I have your autograph", "pose a picture for me", and "let's do an article in the tabloid, sir!".
Tidus: Well, gotta go. Wish me luck!
Kid 1: Un, deux, twois...
Kids: Teach us how to blitz!
Tidus: Uh? But I got a game tonight!
Kid 2: Then teach us after!
Tidus: I dunno...
Transparent Kid: You CAN do it after the game, you know.
Tidus: OK, but that'll be 300 Gil in advance. Total.
Kid 3: OK, here's 300 Gil. YOu promise you'll teach us?
Tidus: Right, or you can hunt me for a refund.
The three kids (not the transparent kid) do a silly rotation of the arm and holding an imaginary sphere in their hands.
>>To be continued...
