Subj: [ffml] Raven's Moogle War post numero UNO Date: 99-02-13 17:50:46 EST From: raven_x_66@hotmail.com (Nick Kertesz) Reply-to: ffml@onelist.com To: ffml@onelist.com From: "Nick Kertesz" The sun shone, but not so bright The birds chirped, but with a hint of fright The wind blew harsh, but it blew itself out And the urine, it poured, from Raven's little spout. "Aaahhhhh." Raven intoned to himself as he studied the tree he was facing. He jiggled himself and then tucked back into his breetches. His rusty sword clanged noisily against the tattered shield as he spun to face his horribly sad mule. Climbing onto its humped back he lead it on thorugh the forest. However, he felt a pair of eyes peering at his back and he spun quickly, drawing his sword. The delicate manouver was too much for his clumsy hands and his blade slipped from his grasp. Luckily there was no one behind him, only his bewildered imagination. Raven grasped his sword again and set off. He had heard there was a fabulous war going on in the west so he had set off to join it. Nothing Raven liked more than the roar of women, the feel of women, and the women. At least he had HEARD toroia was in the war... Hehehe. Date: 99-02-13 18:12:39 EST From: CHAOS28@aol.com Meanwhile in deep space... Lorak, Seph and Spacecat prepared for the final landing on Fenris. But as they were, Chaos suddenly overcome with a sinking feeling. "Oh great," Chaos said in his mind. "Things are going to be a bit more interesting from now on..." - C. Subj: [ffml] ffml[MW] Raven's MW numero 2 post! Date: 99-02-14 10:24:09 EST From: "Nick Kertesz" So Raven, on his dumpy, oversexed mule, strode over the ridge of the pictureque mountain. Below him he saw the valley of vector and forests abounding. A river of white fur seemed to blanket the ground but in his half drunk state Raven cared naught for that. He also cared naught for vanity either as he let go with a ripping fart. Unfortuanatly for the half pissed Raven the fart, in all it's ale fueled madness echoed madly through the mountain side and caused a small avalanche above him. He flew for his life but managed to fall of his horse instead. After throwing up on the ground Raven looked up at last. As the rocks rebounded around him he shuddered and was left coughing on dust, but alive! Raven managed to see a few mostly confused looking mushrooms wandering through the mountain pass towards the white fluff and his stomach grumbled. Discounting the fact the mushrooms had eyes, mouths and were singing he decided to go grab a bite to eat. So of Raven went, to the valley of semen by Vector after some remarkably, human looking, mushrooms. And he threw up some more on the way. Subj: [ffml] [MW] That Wacky Raven Date: 99-02-15 19:50:37 EST From: patszostak@juno.com (Patrick Szostak) Reply-to: ffml@onelist.com To: ffml@onelist.com From: Patrick Szostak Inside the Moogle Camp, somewhere between Vector and Matango. Pat is in his tent, practicing his army commanding tactics (i.e. playing Ogre Battle), when Truffle enters. {Truffle}: General Pat, I have some, uh, strange news for you. {Pat}: Uh oh! Someone's liberated another temple, bitch! What're you gonna do, huh? What are you gonna do now, faceless enemy troops?! {Truffle}: Um, General Pat? {Pat}: YES! Take THAT, evil oppressing general guy! {Truffle}: PAT! {Pat}: AAAH! I mean, uh, "what is it?" {Truffle}: Some mushroom scouts have reported a dirty, disgusting man riding a horny mule. Apparently his disgusting bodily emmanations have resulted in numerous natural disasters in the area. {Pat}: Well, have him brought to me. Use whatever means necesary. {Truffle}: Um, I don't think it will take much work, but I'll send a squadron of Moogles out to get him. {Pat}: Oh, and Truffle? {Truffle}: Yes, sir? {Pat}: Clean him up first. **********Brave Fencer Pat********** --High Priest of the Sacred Order of the Cheese in Pants --5th Decon of the SCG --Master of Disguise --Producer of "Fireworks of Love" for the CotMoHW