-suddenly freezes as if remembering something-
The Cliff. You were there. I got shot... And handed my legacy to you. And I'm here, fully healed, with another buster sword.
-shifts in seat- I handed my legacy to you, and this is how you abuse it?
Sanity? Why would I need a useless thing like that? Now posting as Motor-Runner.The Courier: Wine, anyone?
Zack: Yes. With a side serving of you, of course.
The Courier: Oh? And what makes you think you could handle me?
Zack: You've not been handled until you get handled by moi.
-looks at Cloud, punches him in the face-
Are those swords just for show? Or do they really mean something to you?
Sanity? Why would I need a useless thing like that? Now posting as Motor-Runner.-smiles- Stop being me? Hahahahahaha! Ok, what does that mean?
Sanity? Why would I need a useless thing like that? Now posting as Motor-Runner.As I previously said, he Mindfucked himself into thinking he was you to cope with the stress and guilt of letting you die.
Shameless Self-promotion ho!T-that's what this is about? Somehow, I feel I should have known...
You blame yourself for every bad thing that befell your friends and comrades.
I want you to know that you haven't failed anyone, but you'll fail me if you fail yourself by refusing to forgive yourself. This is me telling you to get up! If you feel you can't do it on your own, then I'l help you!
Let me help you, Cloud.
OOC: Oh, the irony. I'm severely depressed IRL...
Sanity? Why would I need a useless thing like that? Now posting as Motor-Runner.-is relieved he didn't read too deeply into his earlier outburst- Why do you care? Because of me...
{Soldier's honor, my ass. What next, are you gonna tell him I tried to bang Aeris a few days after he died, too?}
Is it a problem? You could always swap out characters.
edited 18th Nov '11 9:07:39 PM by GameSpazzer
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon AlchemistHe forgives you since he gave his life to save you. If you waste away, it would have made his sacrifice for nothing... And you would have basically spit on his grave if you did so.
What he said.
That's just between us and everyone else who heard your life story.
edited 18th Nov '11 9:09:32 PM by Strigon
Shameless Self-promotion ho!That's not it. I've been trying to fix things. I have. But sometimes, you fuck up badly, and nothing ever makes it go away. Zack was supposed to be the hero. Instead the world got my sorry ass. It should have been him that lived, for a thousand reasons.
{Thank the Planet for small miracles, I guess. I appreciate it.}
edited 26th Dec '11 11:22:28 AM by GameSpazzer
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon AlchemistNo, I like playing Zack. I was just saying.
I guess, that's why you tried to be me. But I didn't pass on my legacy to you so you could be me, or so you could spit on it. I did it because I trusted you and admired your strength.
The world needs a hero. One I never got to be, so I entrusted that dream to you. A dream I believe you'll still achieve. This is only a passing phase.
Sanity? Why would I need a useless thing like that? Now posting as Motor-Runner.Well, that certainly got kicked in the head along the road, didn't it?
It wasn't strength. It was luck, and having the right people die instead of me at the right times. The world doesn't need heroes anymore. They either kill, or get killed. The world needs people. You wouldn't believe the scale on which I messed things up. And I'm not going to tell you, because if you hated me, I think I'd lose it. But the very least I can do is not spit on your memory by pretending you never existed, or then pretending you were fine, or pretending that I could ever live up to anything you ever achieved first.
Now can we please drop it? The booze is gone (I'm still not sure where you people keep getting it from), and I'm not sitting through another session of this.
edited 18th Nov '11 9:27:55 PM by GameSpazzer
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon AlchemistMe? Hate you? Try me.
Let me remind you that you have already proven to be stronger than Sephiroth, and that you are my living legacy. Remember also, that no one ever said the journey being a hero would be easy. Clearly my definition of hero differs from yours. Heroes are made from—
Do not walk out on me. Courier?
The Courier: Of course. -restrains Cloud-
Heroes are made from people like me and you. They aren't born heroes, they're made heroes.
If this place really is a temporary place, I don't want to go back and die knowing my last meeting with you was like this.
Sanity? Why would I need a useless thing like that? Now posting as Motor-Runner.Zack: This conversation is not over, Cloud.
-Dracule sits in the shadows, observing everyone. The Courier releases Cloud.-
-Zack walks out- If anyone needs me, I'm on the roof. Care to join me, Courier?
Courier: Of course!
OOC: That was fun! Going to bed. :(
Sanity? Why would I need a useless thing like that? Now posting as Motor-Runner.-Sion leaves to go kill some Jedi. Persona3 protagonist walks in.-
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-He appears to be listening to music.-
edited 19th Nov '11 4:35:13 AM by pyr0h1tman8
In our heart, Mr. Ando will always be a penguin.Mihawk: You would do well to think about his words, Cloud.
Courier:Heheehehee! -comes in giggling, sits on the couch-
Zack: What happened, Cloud? -has some flashbacks-
Sanity? Why would I need a useless thing like that? Now posting as Motor-Runner.
-Joshua turns a radio that just appeared on the floor on and it plays a really solemn song
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-Joshua Grimaces at what Cloud did while Volkov was stoic as ever-
Since Spike is being stubborn about this, let's just say he mindfucked himself into thinking he was you.
edited 18th Nov '11 8:32:19 PM by Strigon
Shameless Self-promotion ho!