AKA Bitch. AKA Village Bicycle.
I mean, the wine represents something.
"...but if you DO end up disappearing to the same place as the rest of the Espers, you and I are going to have a LONG talk about your actions, missy! That is NOT how a young lady should behave around men!"
AKA Loli. AKA Jailbait. AKA Magic Jailbait.
Yeah, WTF, grandpa!
Which is totally fine because she's carrying him.
I could make a joke about her strength stat here but it's 5 in the goddamn morning and I couldn't give a damn.
AKA Silly okay wow that is the best goddamn symbol ever. An apple with a ninja star in it! Beats a friggin' wine glass any day.
Silly refuses to be a conformist.
"No, dog. If you come with me you'll be conforming to my ideals, and that will make me a conformist too somehow."
"Have a nice life ~_~"
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...Okay, Silly, you don't need to stay angry at yourself for ruining the world. It's been a while, nobody cares anymore.
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Fine, kill yourself, see if I care. (He'll be back in a few screens, I'm sure! Right? He's not ACTUALLY going to kill himself?)
AKA Sarda. AKA The artist once known as the Wizard who Did It, but who is far past his peak.
Store: "Hefner, let him fucking grab the thing!"
Hefner: "Heck no, this is too much fun!"
Hefner: "Damn."
AKA Kerensky287.
...Or Gau? I don't know who they're talking to. Fuck, maybe they're talking about you, the reader! Nah, I'm kidding, you're not important.
Umm... are you sure this is a good idea?
I don't think this is going quite as planned.
Whoop, there she goes. Oh well, it was nice knowing her.
So we went in with 14, and came out with 11? Pretty good job, I'd say.
You know, you can stop now. Operation: Baby Cannon wasn't needed for the fight against Kefka.
...?
Yeah, I don't know how she got up there either. Or why they all fainted.
Hurray, only 2 casualties out of 14 then!
So it is, Hef. So it is.
...So that's it, huh? It's over.
Well, I disagree! It isn't over until I SAY it's over.
I mean, fuck you, game, I can keep looping these images until I get sick of them. It's simple as that.
And you guys will keep reading because you think there's a hidden message or something at the end. Well, I'll tell you now, there isn't!
But it's not over yet, no sirree!
See?
Baby-snatching!
House repairing!
Pointless standing!
And a wave that Queen Elizabeth would die for!
See? The party's just beginning!
...On second thought, you aren't allowed to join in. Get out of my thread.
It's over. The end.
No more reading for you. Stop right here.
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You're still doing it. I mean it.
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What, are you expecting a tearful goodbye? Because you aren't getting one! You can't see my face as I type this! I'm not crying, I swear!
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Alright, I suppose a concluding statement is in order. Thanks a lot to all of you who read this all the way through, to everyone who contributed, to everyone who gave half a damn about it, and to everyone on NPF for letting me keep this going for 46 chapters on the forum. It was a fun ride... mostly... (burns Dragon's Den at the stake) and it feels weird to have it done with.
But yes, it's over.
And I'm not. Fucking. Crying.
So what's next for me, you may ask?
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.....Nah. That'd be just crazy. Screw Let's Plays, I'm not making another for as long as I live, and you're lucky you got this one!