The Journey of Journals
This is my little ol' idea, all of the cast on FF IX gets a notebook, journal, or diary and must write in it, this goes from a year back up to when the games starts, I'll think about a sequel is this gets enough reviews.
Disclaimer: I don't own FF, any of the chars of anything... I wish I did though, expecially ZIDANE!!!!
Garnet sighed as she sat down before her wooden desk, she brushed a strand of her out of her eyes. She picked up a quill pen and thought about what to write. After a moment, she dipped the quill in ink and began to write letters upon the crisp paper of the diary. The letters formed words, then the words became sentences, the senates became poetic pictures of the not to far gone past. The words began to flow smoothly under Garnets hand. Every letter with royal perfection.
February 6th
Hello, I am Princess Garnet til Alexandros of Alexandria. My mother has given me this diary for my fifteenth birthday in loving memory of my dearly departed father. He had always wanted me to be a writer. A man came to my birthday ball uninvited. He called himself Kuja and he rode upon a silver dragon. The dragon was very beautiful. Kuja was kind and polite to me, he said he couldn't wait until I turned sixteen, what did he mean by that?
Princess Garnet
~*~
Zidane scowled at Baku as he leaned against the wall, squinting at the old, yellowing pages of his journal. He knew nothing about writing! He scowled again as he brought his pencil to the paper. Where would he start? What would he write about? He finally just choose to write what he was feeling. The whole writing process was new to him. His words were scribbles. Barely legible at first, but then, Zidane felt the smooth flow of thoughts in his mind, and put them on paper. The words gradually got better, and better written. Zidane smiled inwardly. He wasn't bad at the whole writing thing.
2-6
My name is Zidane Tribal and I'm being punished by my adoptive father, Baku. He told me to go look for something rare so I did. I found an old journal and a bag of gold coins that were worth a lot of gil. He was proud, so proud that he gave me the old journal and told me to write in it every day... If I don't, he promises to whoop me bad. Oh well, cant be that bad. Blank, Marcus, and I are going to the Business District to upgrade our weapons, Baku even gave me some gil to get my own weapon! What should I get? A sword? A spear? Defiantly not an ax or a whip. Staffs are out of the question. Daggers..... Hmmm.... I think I'll check those out.
Zidane Tribal
~*~
Vivi skipped home happily from Treno. He was extra careful not to run into any monsters but when he found a stray frog or an extremely weak Trick Sparrow, he would capture it for his grandfather, the load on his back were gradually getting heavier. When he got home Quan was waiting for him, "Grandpa! I found you lots of frogs and Trick Sparrows!" The child shouted gleefully.
"Thank you, Vivi, you good grandson! I think Trick Sparrows taste bad but you like! I cook for you!" Quan replied.
"May I go fish, Grandpa? I like fishing," Vivi pleaded.
"If you want, I say fine," Stated Quan as he gently lifted Vivi's burden from him.
"Thank you grandpa, but I want to write in my journal first. I bought one from Treno, I think it's time I organized my thoughts," Vivi said as he drew it out of his pocket.
"Journal? What journal? Good to eat?" Quan asked.
"Grandfather....." Vivi sighed and shook his head. He settled himself on the ground below his grandfather's ladder in the kitchen, safe from heights, he didn't like heights, he had fallen once into the hot springs, it was not an experience he would like to relive. Vivi knew exactly what to write as he settled himself down. His grandfather turned to cook as Vivi wrote the first words in his journal.
Feb. 6th,
I'm Vivi Ornitier, I live with my grandfather, Quan. I got to visit Treno today. I have some spare money so I bought a Mimic card and this old notebook. Grandfather taught me how to use fire magic today. I am happy. My grandfather is so kind.... But he continuously talks about eating me. I know he doesn't mean it but why does he say it? I almost never visit Treno, I think the people are scared of me. I set a house on fire with thunder on accident. Treno nobles don't forgive that easily I guess. Well, Grandfather needs me to help him with dinner so I have to go.
Vivi Ornitier
~*~
Steiner was gasping for breath as he finished his rounds, he reached into his armor and revealed a grubby notebook. He quickly picked out a slice of ham that was stuck to one of the pages and scowled at the grease stain it left. He took out a pen and began to record his daily report.
2, 6th
Captain Adelbert Steiner here, this is my daily duty report. The princess's birthday has just passed! Such a joyous occasion. The Pluto Knights were entrusted with the safety of her Royal Highness and all of her guests. Certainly the Pluto Knights finest hour! That will show Beatrix and her Alexandrian soldiers! I do recall a very rude intrusion. A man whom called himself Kuja burst in upon a flame-breathing dragon! It scared the wits out of everyone at the ball. Surprisingly, the queen welcomed him with open arms. As if greeting an old friend. How odd, how odd indeed.....
Captain Adelbert Steiner
~*~
"...and that is how you write!" Quinta's master finished.
"I know now! I write about frog catchee!" Quinta said as he ran to the nearest wall and began to scratch words into the rough bark.
"QUINTA!!! NO WRITE ON WALL!!!" Came a distressed call from his/her master but he/she paid no attention.
I Quinta Quen! Today master learn me to write! I write about frog catchee! I sad.... I only catchee one frog.....
Quinta Quen
~*~
Eiko skipped back to her house after returning from the Eidolon Wall, Mog sighed happily, "Kupo!"
"Mog, your a good friend you know that?" Eiko said as she picked up the moogle.
"Kupo.... Ku... po.... Kupo kupo!" Mog had said, 'Your too nice, Eiko,' and a blush crawled into Mog's cheeks.
"Hey, Mog, lets go write in our diaries!" Eiko cried. Both of them had diaries which they filled out every now and then.
"Kupo!" Mog cried, and off they went. Eiko's entry was short, as always. She got down to the point, no details at all.
2-6
The name's Eiko Carol. Mog and I prayed at the wall today.... I only do it because I promised my grandpa. Praying there just reminds me of how alone I am..... I don't wanna be alone anymore......
Eiko Carol
~*~
Freya pulled herself across the valley that would lead her to the Alexandria Castle. Her spear was dragging along behind her, tearing up clumps of grass and dirt. She would have to climb up the cliff that was before Alexandria Castle when she got there. Finally, Freya became to tired to move and collapsed into a heap on the ground. She pulled out a notebook and began to write her deepest thoughts into it. "I will rest a while, and record all that has happened to me in these years of search....."
2, 6th,
I am Freya Crescent, and this is my first entry, I will try to explain all that has happened as brief as possible. It's been a while since I last saw Zidane. He's probably forgotten me. Typical Zidane. I lead a hard life.... Sometimes I am tempted to give up, but I must find him, I cannot be whole without my love. I can now see Alexandria in the far horizon. Lindblum is still far. Sir Fratly, come back to me.....
Freya Crescent
~*~
Amarant laughed as the soldiers, once again, failed to capture him. He sat at the top of the tower laughing to himself, admiring his own skill. He pulled out an aged journal and wrote in it, he only revealed his soft side to himself. In his journal, anyone who read it had a death wish.
2, 6
Da name's The Flamin' Amarant. It's been a while, but I still remember that monkey-boy. I think they called him Zidane. I recall his saying something about eagles. I think he was an idiot. I think I am a greater idiot for falling for such a childish truck. Oh well, just makes life fun. I built a pretty bad rep. now, yet a really good one too. See, I can make people tremble with fear at the very sound of my name. Ha! But I'm gonna get back at Zidane. I'm going to get a rematch. Hell yeah.
Amarant Coral
That's all for now, like it? I might continue it.... I don't know....
This is my little ol' idea, all of the cast on FF IX gets a notebook, journal, or diary and must write in it, this goes from a year back up to when the games starts, I'll think about a sequel is this gets enough reviews.
Disclaimer: I don't own FF, any of the chars of anything... I wish I did though, expecially ZIDANE!!!!
Garnet sighed as she sat down before her wooden desk, she brushed a strand of her out of her eyes. She picked up a quill pen and thought about what to write. After a moment, she dipped the quill in ink and began to write letters upon the crisp paper of the diary. The letters formed words, then the words became sentences, the senates became poetic pictures of the not to far gone past. The words began to flow smoothly under Garnets hand. Every letter with royal perfection.
February 6th
Hello, I am Princess Garnet til Alexandros of Alexandria. My mother has given me this diary for my fifteenth birthday in loving memory of my dearly departed father. He had always wanted me to be a writer. A man came to my birthday ball uninvited. He called himself Kuja and he rode upon a silver dragon. The dragon was very beautiful. Kuja was kind and polite to me, he said he couldn't wait until I turned sixteen, what did he mean by that?
Princess Garnet
~*~
Zidane scowled at Baku as he leaned against the wall, squinting at the old, yellowing pages of his journal. He knew nothing about writing! He scowled again as he brought his pencil to the paper. Where would he start? What would he write about? He finally just choose to write what he was feeling. The whole writing process was new to him. His words were scribbles. Barely legible at first, but then, Zidane felt the smooth flow of thoughts in his mind, and put them on paper. The words gradually got better, and better written. Zidane smiled inwardly. He wasn't bad at the whole writing thing.
2-6
My name is Zidane Tribal and I'm being punished by my adoptive father, Baku. He told me to go look for something rare so I did. I found an old journal and a bag of gold coins that were worth a lot of gil. He was proud, so proud that he gave me the old journal and told me to write in it every day... If I don't, he promises to whoop me bad. Oh well, cant be that bad. Blank, Marcus, and I are going to the Business District to upgrade our weapons, Baku even gave me some gil to get my own weapon! What should I get? A sword? A spear? Defiantly not an ax or a whip. Staffs are out of the question. Daggers..... Hmmm.... I think I'll check those out.
Zidane Tribal
~*~
Vivi skipped home happily from Treno. He was extra careful not to run into any monsters but when he found a stray frog or an extremely weak Trick Sparrow, he would capture it for his grandfather, the load on his back were gradually getting heavier. When he got home Quan was waiting for him, "Grandpa! I found you lots of frogs and Trick Sparrows!" The child shouted gleefully.
"Thank you, Vivi, you good grandson! I think Trick Sparrows taste bad but you like! I cook for you!" Quan replied.
"May I go fish, Grandpa? I like fishing," Vivi pleaded.
"If you want, I say fine," Stated Quan as he gently lifted Vivi's burden from him.
"Thank you grandpa, but I want to write in my journal first. I bought one from Treno, I think it's time I organized my thoughts," Vivi said as he drew it out of his pocket.
"Journal? What journal? Good to eat?" Quan asked.
"Grandfather....." Vivi sighed and shook his head. He settled himself on the ground below his grandfather's ladder in the kitchen, safe from heights, he didn't like heights, he had fallen once into the hot springs, it was not an experience he would like to relive. Vivi knew exactly what to write as he settled himself down. His grandfather turned to cook as Vivi wrote the first words in his journal.
Feb. 6th,
I'm Vivi Ornitier, I live with my grandfather, Quan. I got to visit Treno today. I have some spare money so I bought a Mimic card and this old notebook. Grandfather taught me how to use fire magic today. I am happy. My grandfather is so kind.... But he continuously talks about eating me. I know he doesn't mean it but why does he say it? I almost never visit Treno, I think the people are scared of me. I set a house on fire with thunder on accident. Treno nobles don't forgive that easily I guess. Well, Grandfather needs me to help him with dinner so I have to go.
Vivi Ornitier
~*~
Steiner was gasping for breath as he finished his rounds, he reached into his armor and revealed a grubby notebook. He quickly picked out a slice of ham that was stuck to one of the pages and scowled at the grease stain it left. He took out a pen and began to record his daily report.
2, 6th
Captain Adelbert Steiner here, this is my daily duty report. The princess's birthday has just passed! Such a joyous occasion. The Pluto Knights were entrusted with the safety of her Royal Highness and all of her guests. Certainly the Pluto Knights finest hour! That will show Beatrix and her Alexandrian soldiers! I do recall a very rude intrusion. A man whom called himself Kuja burst in upon a flame-breathing dragon! It scared the wits out of everyone at the ball. Surprisingly, the queen welcomed him with open arms. As if greeting an old friend. How odd, how odd indeed.....
Captain Adelbert Steiner
~*~
"...and that is how you write!" Quinta's master finished.
"I know now! I write about frog catchee!" Quinta said as he ran to the nearest wall and began to scratch words into the rough bark.
"QUINTA!!! NO WRITE ON WALL!!!" Came a distressed call from his/her master but he/she paid no attention.
I Quinta Quen! Today master learn me to write! I write about frog catchee! I sad.... I only catchee one frog.....
Quinta Quen
~*~
Eiko skipped back to her house after returning from the Eidolon Wall, Mog sighed happily, "Kupo!"
"Mog, your a good friend you know that?" Eiko said as she picked up the moogle.
"Kupo.... Ku... po.... Kupo kupo!" Mog had said, 'Your too nice, Eiko,' and a blush crawled into Mog's cheeks.
"Hey, Mog, lets go write in our diaries!" Eiko cried. Both of them had diaries which they filled out every now and then.
"Kupo!" Mog cried, and off they went. Eiko's entry was short, as always. She got down to the point, no details at all.
2-6
The name's Eiko Carol. Mog and I prayed at the wall today.... I only do it because I promised my grandpa. Praying there just reminds me of how alone I am..... I don't wanna be alone anymore......
Eiko Carol
~*~
Freya pulled herself across the valley that would lead her to the Alexandria Castle. Her spear was dragging along behind her, tearing up clumps of grass and dirt. She would have to climb up the cliff that was before Alexandria Castle when she got there. Finally, Freya became to tired to move and collapsed into a heap on the ground. She pulled out a notebook and began to write her deepest thoughts into it. "I will rest a while, and record all that has happened to me in these years of search....."
2, 6th,
I am Freya Crescent, and this is my first entry, I will try to explain all that has happened as brief as possible. It's been a while since I last saw Zidane. He's probably forgotten me. Typical Zidane. I lead a hard life.... Sometimes I am tempted to give up, but I must find him, I cannot be whole without my love. I can now see Alexandria in the far horizon. Lindblum is still far. Sir Fratly, come back to me.....
Freya Crescent
~*~
Amarant laughed as the soldiers, once again, failed to capture him. He sat at the top of the tower laughing to himself, admiring his own skill. He pulled out an aged journal and wrote in it, he only revealed his soft side to himself. In his journal, anyone who read it had a death wish.
2, 6
Da name's The Flamin' Amarant. It's been a while, but I still remember that monkey-boy. I think they called him Zidane. I recall his saying something about eagles. I think he was an idiot. I think I am a greater idiot for falling for such a childish truck. Oh well, just makes life fun. I built a pretty bad rep. now, yet a really good one too. See, I can make people tremble with fear at the very sound of my name. Ha! But I'm gonna get back at Zidane. I'm going to get a rematch. Hell yeah.
Amarant Coral
That's all for now, like it? I might continue it.... I don't know....
