Final Fantasy IX Survivor

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GARLAND:

*the effect of stop passes*

Hmm...what is Marcus hiding? I must keep an eye on him...
 
Eiko nods and jogs over to the tents. For a moment, she was accidentally looking in Amarant's tent (and didn't realize she was doing so until she found a custom-made tool for sharpening claws). She hopped out of Amarant's tent and found Marcus's tent. As soon as she peeked in, she spotted his sword in the middle of the wrinkled bedspread. Eiko picked up his sword and carried it carefully out to Marcus.

As she handed the sword to him, handle first, Eiko eyed him curiously, eager to see what he'll do next.
 
Marcus:
*Marcus takes out the blade from hilt, and in hilt sticks the mouth horn. The blue light that was coming from Marcus's new sword spread almost over all beach. When the light faded Marcus standed on his almost healed leg, spins a sword around and yells...*

Garland, send me one of your minions!!!

 
Eiko gawked at him. Was he serious? If Garland sends down one of his monsters, then...

Eiko made sure her flute was prepared and kept an eye out. Knowing how things were so far, she'd be swept up in this mess, too.
 
GARLAND:

Hmm...you want to fight alone against one of my fiends? Well...it´s your life...but remember my monsters fight to the death. I have just the monster for you...
Come forth...
Ralvuimahgo!!!!!!!!!!!!

*The ground starts to shake and suddenly a large snake type fiend bursts out of the ground*


Ralvuimahgo...finish Marcus off. I was saving him for later...but oh well...it´s alright.

OOC: Ralvuimahgo is that boss that you fight in Gargan Roo...not the white but the green one. His atacks are:

Tab
Thundara
Ultra Sound Wave
Power of the Land
 
OOC: This is me leaving the role play. I just got Guild Wars Nightfall. Needless to say, that game will consume my being. I just barely managed to tear myself away to post this.


Kuja: All this time...why have I been evil? I've done far too much to be good now... I have failed...as a warrior....the only way to restore my honor is to....commit Harakiri.....

Harakiri: noun: ritual suicide by self-disembowelment on a sword; practiced by samurai in the traditional Japanese society.

Kuja: Harakiri can fully restore one's honor no matter what they did to lose it. So...who's sword will I use for the ritual? Marcus'? Blank's? Steiner's? No, using their swords would only reduce my honor further....

*Kuja goes to a nearby cave, and spots one of Garland's White Dragons feeding on a weak monster.*

Kuja: Perfect...White Dragon, I challenge you---

*White Dragon casts Blizzaga on Kuja, but Kuja quickly casts Reflect, and the spell strikes the dragon. The dragon still has plenty of fight in it. The white dragon swoops towards Kuja, grabs him by the arm with it's powerful teeth, and flies into the sky. Upon a great altitude, the white dragon drops Kuja. Kuja uses Curaga to heal his arm, then flies up to the dragon, they have a staredown. Then out of the blue, the dragon flies at Kuja. Kuja casts Thundaga, but the dragon is still going strong. Kuja dodges the dragon's tackle, and lands atop it's head.*

Kuja: The only reason you've survived my attacks thus far was because of the range between us, let's see if you can live after a Flare Star from extremely close range! This may kill me in the process, but I have to restore my honor....Flare Star!

*A massive, cataclysmic explosion engulfs the sky, causing Kuja and the dragon to go sailing towards the ground. The dragon is completely void of life, but Kuja is hanging by a thread. Kuja manages to cast a few Curagas upon himself.*

Kuja: My honor still isn't restore
d, there's still the matter of my Harakiri ritual at hand.

*Two hours later, Kuja is at the beach with a massively powerful dagger fashioned from the white dragon fangs. Kuja then says his final prayers, the jabs the White Dragon Dagger into his belly, then cuts a cross shape. The searing pain is more intense, unbearable, and unimaginable that he thought it would be. He dies on the beach, the waves carry his body, and the dagger of astronomical power he created out into the ocean.*


R.I.P. Kuja.....*Hymn of the fayth starts to play*
 
Marcus: *Marcus strikes Ralvuihmango with his new sword, Ralvuihmango took a heavy damage. Ralvuihmango started to wrap himself around. Marcus sits on ground and says...*
Garland, don't think I don't know what he'll do if I strike him while he wraps himself around.
*Marcus just waits a few minutes, then Ralvuihmango got bored and unwrap himself. Marcus stands up and stabs Ralvuihmango again and it dies*
 
OOC: Well another giving up...but i still am missing votes i´ll wait for a while to make a decision.

GARLAND:

Hmmm...so many quitters...well i just might have to speed things up a bit...but Kuja do not think that just because you have killed yourself you will not have to endure public humiliation...

*grabs Kujas body and empales it on a giant stick*

There...that´s what happens to quitters...
 
GARLAND:

Hmm...do not worry...for now...it´s just that i cannot tolerate quitters and as such...they must endure the pain of a thousand nightmares.
 
Amarant:Hmm, I wonder if Kuja had his wallet on him before all the impaling action?

Amarant rifes through Kuja's pocket, finding his wallet!

Amarant:Score! Sorry, Blank, I beat you to it :P Gil for all!

Amarant put the wallet away, and took a look at Marcus. He looked like he was on an all time high. He really did love his sword.
Amarant was growing restless; he needed something to do.

Amarant:Hey, I'm off to the beach. Anyone wanna join me? I have Kuja gil.....XD
 
me want join me go too

*blank thinks he may be able to pickpocket amarant when he swims by sneaking off and stealing it from his clothes*
 
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