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 Posted: Tue Mar 02, 2010 7:12 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 02, 2010 11:52 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 03, 2010 3:42 am
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Posted: Thu Mar 11, 2010 3:44 pm
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I BLAME ALL OF YOU FOR NOT PESTERING ME TO UPDATE
EXCEPT J
J DID PESTER ME, BUT IT WASN'T VERY EFFECTIVE
STILL, IT'S THE THOUGHT THAT COUNTS
Also I'm thinking I might go to medium-sized updates because it gives me an excuse to update less often so this will go faster. I mean, we haven't even gotten out of Corneria yet.
-CHAPTER SIX: YOU ARE NOT PREPARED-
 : I think that girl's walking toward us.
 : Uh, excuse me, are you the Light Warriors?
 : Yep. What do you need?
: Well, uh... can't believe they made me do this... you guys are supposed to be taking care of Garland, right?
: Yes?
: well... you guys have kinda just been hanging around town for a couple weeks now and-- please don't take this the wrong way, we're glad you're here and all, but... we were kinda hoping you would take care of Garland like as soon as you left the castle.
: We had to prepare!
: You've been running into the woods and back...
: We were killing imps!
: You were supposed to be killing Garland.
 : So, tell me, are all Cornerians ungrateful ******** or just you?
: Please don't hurt me.
: Reg, stop being an a*****e. We have been kinda lazy. We shall go slay Garland at once!
: Thank god.
: To the forest!
: OH GOD, A SPIDER, KILL IT KILL IT gonk
: You just killed like 20 wolves and you're scared of a spider?
: OH GOD KILL IT WITH FIRE
: Mental note: Turt is afraid of spiders. Must use this to own advantage later.
: Uh oh. A MADPONY.
: Who the hell names these things?
: I think now would be a very good time to heal me.
: Huh? Oh, yeah, right.
: What the hell? I have to beg for it but you just heal him whenever he asks?
: Well, yeah.
: ...Hate you all.
 : Goddamn... imps...
 : Are you okay? gonk
: We should... head back to the inn...
: Can't you just cast CURE on yourself?
: Out of spells... a*****e...
: Okay, this time no screw-ups.
: We should buy a tent while we're here.
: ...looks kinda small.
: It'll be fine.
: ...The hell's a "Grimp"?
: "Great Imp."
: ...still sounds stupid.
: We're here!
: Ugh. Someone needs an interior decorator.
: A ghoul!
 : Ow.
: Turt, Cook's down!
: I know! I can't heal that!
: God you're useless.
: ...a*****e.
: Oh hey I'm better now.
: No thanks to the b***h.
: You are so lucky I need you for this or I would kill you right now.
: CURE please.
: Done.
: eek
: eek
: eek
: gonk TOO MANY MONSTERS
: I think we can take them...
: There. That wasn't so bad.
: You're not the one taking all the hits...
And there was much rejoicing. Again.
: Chest!
: MINE!
: ...nevermind. You can have it.
: BONEs!
: ...maybe we should go back to the inn again.
: Turt... I don't think I like being in front...
: EVERYONE RUN!
: You guys are so lucky you have me.
: Heal please?
: ...uhh. We may have a problem.
: ...
: Maybe we wont run into anything else?
: OH GOD, FOUR IMPS gonk
: I like how your one talent is running away.
: b***h.
: One more time.
: This time we'll get it for sure!
: Ow.
: ...goddamnit.
: Turt?
: TURT!? gonk
: b***h! scream
-END CHAPTER SIX-
DUN DUN DUUUUUNNN! Stay tuned for the exciting conclusion!
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Posted: Fri Mar 12, 2010 2:00 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 13, 2010 12:05 am
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Posted: Sat Mar 13, 2010 7:42 am
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Okay guys, I'm going to Arizona for spring break. Which is this week. So I'll be gone until next Saturday. Have an update!
-CHAPTER SEVEN: IN WHICH NOTHING HAPPENS AGAIN-
Last time, on Let's Play Final Fantasy...
: b***h! scream
: EVERYONE RUN! gonk
: WHAT THE HELL IS THAT? gonk
: I DON'T KNOW! JUST KILL IT! IT DOESN'T DESERVE TO EXIST!
: REG, YOU HAVE MORE HEALTH, YOU GO IN FRONT!
: WHY ARE WE ALL YELLING? gonk
: Oh, I just heard both of you guys yelling and thought I should too.
: YOU ARE NOT HELPING.
All of the overworld sprites look really stupid.
: Okay, we're here.
: MOVE IT!
: Don't ask questions. Just do your damn job.
 : stare
: 40 gold? It says 20 gold on the sign outside.
: Prices just went up. Blame the economy.
: stare
: AAAAHHHHHGODDAMNTHAT HURT
: Turt! You're back! blaugh heart
: Hooray!
: Only because we need a healer.
Later, outside somewhere... (NO I DIDN'T FORGET TO TAKE A SCREENSHOT WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT)
: So, if Garland has monsters that strong just wandering around in his castle thing-
: it's a temple.
: What? No, it's a castle.
: it's the Temple of Fiends. It's a temple.
: NOT THE POINT. Anyway, if he has monsters that strong in his temple, then he must be even more powerful than that and therefore we have absolutely zero chance.
: I'm sure we could do it if we tried hard enough! blaugh
: ...Shut up, J.
: ._.
: No, no, I think he's right. We just need to-
: If what you're about to say has anything, anything at all, to do with your p***s, do not say it.
: I am offended that you would even suggest such a thing!
: I'm sure.
: So what were you going to suggest?
: Not my p***s. Garland's.
: I WILL MURDER YOU.
-END CHAPTER SEVEN-
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Posted: Sat Mar 13, 2010 8:06 am
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Posted: Sat Mar 13, 2010 8:20 am
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Posted: Sat Mar 13, 2010 9:30 am
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Posted: Sat Mar 13, 2010 9:51 am
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