I'm just making sure you — what?!
-clamps his eyes shut and covers his ears with his hands- No! I can't hear you! I'm not fictional! I exist, and if you tell me I don't I'll fucking kill you!
Doh ho ho ho!
edited 29th Nov '11 9:14:05 PM by GameSpazzer
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon Alchemist-When the fireball exploded the sounds of men screaming in pain was a sure sign of the attack hitting it's mark-
OOC: Gotta go. Must study.
Shameless Self-promotion ho!OOC:Was sleeping, would be going out in a few hours.
-Alex healed himself by consuming remaining soldiers, transformed into one of them (and informed the party) and took a weapon-
-The Courier and Alex are in the same room as the others, fully healed and ready for more action-
-Zack grabbed a lotta bullets and strapped a Sniper Rifle to his back, then walks in and joins the party-
So, what'd I miss? That other Cloud... I must warn him.
Sanity? Why would I need a useless thing like that? Now posting as Motor-Runner.-Volkov shoulders his rifle and makes his way across the foyer, taking note of the magically sealed double doors to his right, which he assumed would lead to the traveler's tree if the overly elaborate carving of an Ash tree on the wood of the door was any indication and the non-magical double doors to the left, which probably led to the garden-
Now what to do in order to break it down?
-Shrugging, the Ghost moved towards the fireball's point of detonation and examines the chargrilled corpses-
That's funny, There's so few of these guys, unless...
-Whipping his head towards the Ceiling, the skylights of the foyer explode inward; showering everyone underneath them with glass... and bullets-
edited 30th Nov '11 2:41:21 AM by Strigon
Shameless Self-promotion ho!-The super shotgun's highly inaccurate slugs fail to punch through the ceiling and hitting any of the troopers, who then started throwing grenades into the foyer-
GRENADES!!!
-Volkov runs towards the far end of the room to take cover behind a suit of armor-
OOC: Just this one post.
edited 30th Nov '11 7:18:38 AM by Strigon
Shameless Self-promotion ho!

You know, the game we're in. Final Fantasy 7.
-Looks around.-
Although this doesn't look very much like it.
Of course I'm real. Why wouldn't I be?
Oh, Sevening-Cloud. You and your Medium Awareness vs Real!Cloud's existential crisises.
In our heart, Mr. Ando will always be a penguin.