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 Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2007 4:38 pm
((Team 2))
Brian, entranced by this story, craved to know more. Just how serious was this toxin? What else could it do...? If your worst fear was death...would it kill you?
He rifled through his pack for something to eat, and pulled out the green apple. He held it curiously in his palm. The SSM told him not to eat it...that probably applied to this guy, too...
He looked apprehensively at the drooling octogenarian...
"Hm. All I have is this apple, but I don't think-"
"MY FAVORITE! WOOHOO!!!!"
The man leapt at Brian, teeth bared. He really caught the boy off guard, and sent him flying backwards, losing the apple in an instant. Not to mention poor Kali, sent headfirst on the floor after his explosive maneuver.
"Yes! Food, at last!"
The man began ravenously chomping down on the fruit, letting pieces fly everywhere. For an old wizard, he sure ate like a barbarian.
"Ugh...don't eat it..." remarked Brian from his back.
The man looked up, as if to say something.
Then, in an instant, he disappeared. Only the robes were left crinkled on the floor.
Brian slammed his fist on the floor and sat up.
"Damnit! He's gone! We...we ******** failed! And he barely scratched the surface with that story of his...aw, man...shouldn't have pulled out that apple..."
He laid back down, dejected. It was all over...so soon, too...
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2007 5:19 pm
"I HATE OLD MEN!" Kali exploded as she hit the floor, holding her head. "How many freaking times am Igonna whack my head?! It's gonna turn purple from the bruise- Did he just dissapear." She asked stupidly, staring at the robes. "Please tell me he dissapeared and didn't strip..." Then, she came to her senses and looked at Brian.
"Where the ******** did he go and what did the apple do?" She demanded, glaring.
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2007 5:40 pm
((Team 2))
He was just as shocked as she.
"I...I don't know!" he stammered. "He just...God, that was so weird...it almost reminded me of...oh, God. They didn't. You're kidding."
Without elaboration, he ran over to the robes, searching frantically inside. Pulling out a small semicircle of rusty iron, placing it on the floor, he continued to look...until he seemed to grab something else...
He stood up slowly, cupping his hands together like a small boy who just caught a bullfrog...
Turning to Kali, he opened one...Migas was inside. He was about a thousand times smaller, but he was there, whimpering softly as he danced around in his underpants.
"It was SSM's doing. They sprayed the damn thing with Microbium...it makes you smaller...I think they want us to take him along...is that alright? You know, seeing as how you guys are so close and whatnot-"
Migas was flailing around, trying to get his attention. He noticed the man's gesturing and bent his head down to listen to the faint voice below.
"First of all, you were right. Shouldn't have eaten that. Second of all, ******** you. Third of all, tell that girl she has a really nice...she has really nice eyes. Fourth of all...uh...I wanna get out of here. You're my only chance...so...I'm going to take a risk here. Please, take me and your friends through the doorway to FATE. I know the code...pulled it from the security system a floor down...it's 130982...*yawnn* listen, kid...I'd chat...clam up...ask where my ******** KEY TO LONAR WENT...by the way...it should have been in my robes...rusty metal...? Just take it. Anyway, we could talk about everything strangers do...but frankly, we don't have time. Let's get the ******** out of here."
Brian closed his fist back up as the geezer began to nod off into sleep...
He had to consult them first. Was this going to become a three-and-a-sixteenth-some?
"Guys...I think Migas may be our only hope of getting the answers we need. And since intel hasn't contacted us yet...I think we're supposed to go through this doorway to FATE thing...what do you think?"
He eyed the metal on the ground. Was this that big "secret" Migas was protecting? It didn't look so great...oh well. Still waiting for their answer, he picked it up and pocketed it.
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2007 5:50 pm
"If you impy that I'm close to that sick fart one more time, he's going up your a** and down the elevator shaft until I hear a splat." She grumbled. "And take him if you want, I'm not carrying him though." She shuddered. "Nasty old man..." She then moved on to the last question Brian had asked.
"Hmm, well it's better than standing here and waiting for one of Kefka's inbred Zombies to come get us." She said, and picked up Migas's clothes, stuffing them in her bag. She hoped to god he wasn't naked...but if he was he might need these if he got bigger...
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2007 6:04 pm
((Team 2))
Ooookay. So, that was one yes. Now, how about Spaz?
He repeated the question.
"Yo, Spaz? Wanna keep going? See some new places?"
[I'll give him a half hour...]
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2007 8:04 pm
((More like four half hours))
"Okeydokey." Spaz replied, amicable as always. "Here," he pulled the mission documents out of his pocket and held them out to Brian, "I don't want them anymores, they make my brain hurt with all their words and grammars and punctuations and dolphins and whatnot."
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 7:53 am
((Team 2))
[More like I hate having to run errands for people just because I have a car.]
Brian took the documents...and ripped them into four chunks and tossed them on the ground. The mission was over. There was something much, much bigger at hand, and they were now a part of it...they meant something....
Change...the world needed change.
Liberated from SSM (for now), he smiled at the group, ready to continue. With resolve...and silent understanding...he turned to the keypad and punched in 130982.
Whoosh.
The door was open. Awesome. Placing the old man in his own grandiose robes, he sealed the bag and sighed.
"Well. This is it. Our "FATE", huh? Better go check this b***h out."
And with that, he carefully slung the knapsack over his shoulder and walked into the blackness ahead.
[We'll move to chapter III once you guys enter.]
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 9:38 am
((That's why I don't drive, ever.))
"Now we're getting somewhere." Spaz dashed in after Brian, loping through the door on all-fours. "Hehehee, I hope it's catered."
He thought it odd that Brian had torn up the pages. After all, the B-man seemed to be the type that would hack off his own arm with a two-week dead swordfish if the mission required it. Not that it mattered, really. They had the little old man and the rusty thingamabob--which was apparently rather important--, and now they were going to meet their FATE (haha, puns were funny). Everything was leading to Kefka...
"FATE is great! Heeheehee!"
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 9:44 am
((Team 2))
But Kali was just standing there...
"Damnit, Kali, come on!!"
Brian grabbed her real arm and pulled her through the portal, closing the door behind them...
[Now we're in chapter III!]
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