Subj: [ffml] [MW] News from the Capital Date: 00-06-14 22:04:16 EDT From: darklord@compusmart.ab.ca (His Dark Lordship) Reply-to: ffml@egroups.com To: ffml@egroups.com (ffml) Cyan sat at his throne. The next force for Doma was being prepared as he rested. He had hoped that Tim was living up to his reputation over there. GoGo sat at his side. Doctor Kefka was waltzing around the room, keeping an eye on GoGo. It was then the messenger came in. Huffing and puffing, he handed Cyan the letter. Cyan opened it and slowly read it, slowly whitening. Finally, after reading it, he stood up. "Rally the forces. Arm them. We leave for Doma within twenty four hours." "What the fuck!?!" asked GoGo. Cyan turned to GoGo and Kefka. "It appears Lord Turan hast begun his reign by purifying his borders, by slaughtering every human within them. Vector is already purged, and Doma and all to the south art being clensed." Kefka made a smirk but quickly straightened his face. "That's horrible. We have to stop them." "Shut the fuck up motherfucker." grumbled GoGo. "Cyan, you are not leaving. You're fucking staying here with the rest of us. We will proceed as planned." Cyan stared at him coldly. "I am still King." he said bitterly. "And 'tis my people that art dying, not yours." Cyan turned for the door, Kefka following him. GoGo shook his head. "CYAN! No!" he rushed ahead of Cyan and stood in the door. Cyan took one look at him, reared back and sent his fist right into GoGo's face, knocking him flying. GoGo's wrap untangled slightly, and Kefka caught glimpse of a rather funny looking face and some frilled hair. But that was all he got to see. Cyan was marching down the hall, barking out orders, and he had to run to keep up with him. * * * * * * * * Turan stood at the brow of his flagship. One of his advisors convinced him that that spineless Lord Cyan would not take the slaughter of his people lightly. Thus, Turan opted to keep a skeleton force at Vector, and was moving most of his forces to Doma, not only would this allow him to crush Cyan permentantly, but he would be able to finish his slaughter more efficiently. THe cold breeze prickled his skin. He was the closest thing to Human that would be permitted in his border. He was the representation of the horror they brought to Mooglekind. He sighed. A few of the crew were in the basement, doing the usual routine with some of the last humans of Vector and the surrounding towns. Then, he heard a crash and a loud roar. It came from the lower deck. * * * * * * Drugga rubbed his head. "Owz. Well, itz bettah than dat lazt sit'atun weez wuz in." "Arrrr, matey. What scurvy dog's idea was it to go plucking eggs from that there nest?" "Wot? 'ow wuz I 'spozed ta know it woz wun uv dem utahraptor nest thingiez." "Arr, frankly matey, I don't know, but we're back to just the two of us." Drugga grinned at Mad Dawg Sephy. The inseperable comrades. Drugga then looked at the Porno Trigger. "Ya know, I'm 'bout ready ta drop this time travel scroggin'." Then, Turan burst down the stairs. "Arrr, sonny, you shaved yourself." "Oi. Yooz look fruity." Turan blinked. "Mother?" "Human!" grumbled the Moogle, who had stopped fucking the corpse of the woman. "That is true..." said Turan. "Mother, you shouldn't have come here." "Arr, what do you mean, son?" Turan raised a pistol from under his cloak. "I mean, you shouldn't have come here." Drugga immediatly saw what was happening. He saw the burst of flame from the snout of the pistol, and even as the bullet flew through the air he was airborne in front of Mad Dawg Sephy. "WAAAAAAAAGGH!!!" he yelled as the bullet struck his chest. "Drugga!" yelled Mad Dawg Sephy. "Oi. Dat fuckin' 'urt." Turan growled. "Didn't care about the Ork. Guess I'll have to do this the old fashioned way." Turan pulled out his sword. Mad Dawg Sephy stared at Turan. Suddenly, the old instincts begin to kick in. Throwing off his hook attachment, he attacked his Masamune attachment. "You pathetic little man." he said gravely. "Sorry Mother, but I have to follow national policy." Sephiroth chuckled. "So, Mog's little bitchchild finally grew up." said Sephiroth. "I'm 'fraid, mate, that your reign will be shortlived, though." "Phhh... get over yourself old man." laughed Turan. Sephiroth swung his blade upwards, going for the head. Turan quickly parried it, quickly delivering a thrust kick to Sephiroth's midsection. Sephiroth reared back as Turan advanced. Turan then jumped back as Sephiroth made a swing at his midsection. Turan swung his sword to Sephiroth's head this time. Sephiroth parried it, and then made a roundhouse kick to Turan's head. Turan fell to the ground. Sephiroth placed his foot on Turan's chest, and reared his sword back to make the final strike. "Still the master." chuckled Sephiroth. "You're forgetting one thing." growled Turan. "And that is?" Sephiroth felt a bullet pierce his chest. Falling back he grasped the wound, which was slowly leaking blood. Turan rose himself up. "I keep two pistols." Turan then made a single slice to Sephiroth's neck, and removed his head from his body. Turan's eyes caught what looked like a dildo with several dials and a screen. Shrugging, he stuck it in the cavity where Sephiroth's head once was. "Throw them overboard." -- The eternal lord of darkness... Subj: [ffml] [MW] Resistance against God(zilla) Date: 00-06-14 22:04:16 EDT From: darklord@compusmart.ab.ca (His Dark Lordship) Reply-to: ffml@egroups.com To: ffml@egroups.com (ffml) Drugga slowly opened his eyes. It was sunlight. He was on a sandy beach, different from the ship bottom he remembered being before the lights went out. "Ugh.. yooz there Sephy?" No response. He knew Mad Dawg Sephy was right beside him. Finally he turned to him. "Yooz full of wa-" There was something wrong. Mad Dawg Sephy didn't have a head. Instead, that blast Porno Trigger was shoved in the neck stump. Drugga growled. "Why'd yooz 'afta die like sum weedy grot." He saw the bullet hole in Mad Dawg Sephy's chest. He shook his head. "Oi, dat Turan IZ a weedy grot." "He was like that when we arrived." said a raspy, Reptilian voice behind him. Drugga bolted around. It was Azala. In the distance Nizbel could be seen scouting the coastline for more bodies. "Oi. Lizard dood. 'aven't seen yooz 'fer awhile." "Likewise." "So, woddoya doon 'ere?" "Well..." began Azala. "If you think you're friend wouldn't mind it." Azala stopped for a moment. "We'd like that thing that they've replaced his head with." Drugga looked at the Porno Trigger. "Dis?" Azala nodded. "Blah. He dun want it." Drugga yanked the bloody Porno Trigger and handed it to Azala. He then reached behind his back. He growled. His klubbs must have been lost at sea. Looking at Sephiroth's body, he grunted and detached the Masamune attachment. "'e's back 'n Mukmuk land 'nywayz." He then turned back to Azala. "So woddoya need dat thing 'fer?" "Well... the Godzilla, the Lizard God, has been freed, and it's up to Nizbel and I to seal him away again." Drugga nodded. "Actually, Drugga, we could use your extra muscle." said Azala. "Would you care to join us?" Drugga laughed. "Surrah, bot I 'az gotta little oomie-fuzzie grotboy dat needz a gud whackin'." "An Ork off to avenge a non Ork?" chuckled Azala. "Oi, he'z da unly friend I 'ad dat woz a 'oomie." And with that, Drugga headed off. Instinct told him his prey would be at Doma. Azala chuckled. "Nizbel, let us go. Godzilla is supposedly going to call the election from some island southwest of here. We should go there and find this Ash character we were told about." Nizbel nodded. Vote for Godzilla for ruler of the world! Ensuring more gigantic monsters and less Nuclear Warfare! Ensuring Cheaper Education! Ensuring more horribly dubbed Japanese films with cheesy FX! Isn't this what *YOU* want for a world leader? -- The eternal lord of darkness... "And if our dreams sometimes come true, then what of our nightmares?" -GM of FF2c -Member in good standing of Sky's Posse ICQ UIN# 23424269 IRC Nicks: TheDarkLord, GannondorfDragmire, occasionally Blackthorne System: Amiga 4000/040 Cybervision64 & Opalvision ---INTEL/MICROSOFT FREE---