Post by Elexia on Jul 17, 2006 19:06:41 GMT -6
**Unbeknownst to most, Toasty stole magicite from the rank 4 missions and uses it to record his own adventures. What happened to Raogrimm? You see him on the cliff with a panicked Ulrich...
"-ish... -static- galka... -static-"
"..-static-... (unintelligible) --static- (The sound of Ulrich beginning to swing his sword for the final blow..!)"
- transmission interrupted.
Familiar Voice: "Hey.. is this..? Stupid rock.. wait, is.. oh oh, is it..? Yes!"
"I did it! Haha~haha! Welcome to Toasty's Mog House! I'm so [excitement]! I...."
Toasty grabs his ear, his linkshell is blow'n up!
"... uhg.. now? He is? ... Holy Smokes!" Toasty glances back at the magacite, "errr... I'll have to play with you later..!" He tightens the leather strap on his helmet and reaches for his axe, which is stuck to his belt. Despite the missing option to attack and engage within his moghouse, he wrestles it free, knocking over the magicite as he runs off to Bastok Markets.
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The door bursts open quickly, small hurried footsteps heard off screen. "Moogle, I'm take'n this...! and this...! and.. umm... two of those! ... hmm.. should I ta-... someone should really have D2... ahh ok. Oh and the talking recorder rock thing!" -picture fades, sound weakens.
Moogle seems to happily agree with moogle noises.
"... I have no idea what that means.. why can't you talk like-like-like the rest of the beasts that I am master of? You only talk when you want stuff. Use those tapes I got you. And clean up this mess!" Faint door slam.
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"HI! It's me again! I'm sorry it's so dark, but I'm at work right now... be quiet though, I'm hunting a giant bird thing. Right now we're in a secret area of Garliage Citadel. Long ago, during the Crystal War, this place was a Hospis for injured soldiers... then the Yagudo found a secret way in and murder-wurdered everyone...." Toasty smirks in thought after a long pause. ".. haha.. I said 'wurdered' ... taru-speak is so fun when it's morbid... heh.. morbid-worbi--AHHHH!"
The magicite drops as a giant Cockatrice leaps from the shadows at Toasty, who sorta blocks it with his Darksteel shield.. and his face... and trips over the rubble from the delapitated ceiling! ... His crabfamiliar rushes to his aid!
Brushing himself off, he gets to his feet. Withdrawing his axe, he yells to his linkshell, "Hurry! .... I.. umm... I tracked it down! Using my widescan! ... >_> ..."
The crabfamiliar becomes strengthened as Toasty's eyes glow blue, Familiar! The worthless BST two-hour! ... The crab dodges, ducks, dives, dips, and dodges... but is getting battered around by the massive club tail of the Cockatrice.
Suddenly, a giant scythe slices into the back of the mutant bird thing!
"Crap!" Toasty exclaimed, "I can't let Shash see this magicite, he'll want to know the story.. or worse.. I'll need a release form for his image!"
"What..? asked the dark knight, Skewer Sam attacking him in full force.
"Oh, errrm... nothing. mt." -Transmission ends.
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"-ish... -static- galka... -static-"
"..-static-... (unintelligible) --static- (The sound of Ulrich beginning to swing his sword for the final blow..!)"
- transmission interrupted.
Familiar Voice: "Hey.. is this..? Stupid rock.. wait, is.. oh oh, is it..? Yes!"
"I did it! Haha~haha! Welcome to Toasty's Mog House! I'm so [excitement]! I...."
Toasty grabs his ear, his linkshell is blow'n up!
"... uhg.. now? He is? ... Holy Smokes!" Toasty glances back at the magacite, "errr... I'll have to play with you later..!" He tightens the leather strap on his helmet and reaches for his axe, which is stuck to his belt. Despite the missing option to attack and engage within his moghouse, he wrestles it free, knocking over the magicite as he runs off to Bastok Markets.
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.....
.......
The door bursts open quickly, small hurried footsteps heard off screen. "Moogle, I'm take'n this...! and this...! and.. umm... two of those! ... hmm.. should I ta-... someone should really have D2... ahh ok. Oh and the talking recorder rock thing!" -picture fades, sound weakens.
Moogle seems to happily agree with moogle noises.
"... I have no idea what that means.. why can't you talk like-like-like the rest of the beasts that I am master of? You only talk when you want stuff. Use those tapes I got you. And clean up this mess!" Faint door slam.
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"HI! It's me again! I'm sorry it's so dark, but I'm at work right now... be quiet though, I'm hunting a giant bird thing. Right now we're in a secret area of Garliage Citadel. Long ago, during the Crystal War, this place was a Hospis for injured soldiers... then the Yagudo found a secret way in and murder-wurdered everyone...." Toasty smirks in thought after a long pause. ".. haha.. I said 'wurdered' ... taru-speak is so fun when it's morbid... heh.. morbid-worbi--AHHHH!"
The magicite drops as a giant Cockatrice leaps from the shadows at Toasty, who sorta blocks it with his Darksteel shield.. and his face... and trips over the rubble from the delapitated ceiling! ... His crabfamiliar rushes to his aid!
Brushing himself off, he gets to his feet. Withdrawing his axe, he yells to his linkshell, "Hurry! .... I.. umm... I tracked it down! Using my widescan! ... >_> ..."
The crabfamiliar becomes strengthened as Toasty's eyes glow blue, Familiar! The worthless BST two-hour! ... The crab dodges, ducks, dives, dips, and dodges... but is getting battered around by the massive club tail of the Cockatrice.
Suddenly, a giant scythe slices into the back of the mutant bird thing!
"Crap!" Toasty exclaimed, "I can't let Shash see this magicite, he'll want to know the story.. or worse.. I'll need a release form for his image!"
"What..? asked the dark knight, Skewer Sam attacking him in full force.
"Oh, errrm... nothing. mt." -Transmission ends.
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