"Zell, now you tell me, just what the hell are you
doing with those jelly beans? What are you doing? Zell? Zell!
Put the fucking jellybeans down, Zell. You're going to hurt
someone, man, dude, just put them away."
Zell looked up at me, completely stoned, pink eyes bulging with a desperation that reminded me of the Jolly Green Giant. But instead of being jolly, he's desperate. "I'm uh.... oh Hyne.... what am I doing?"
The jellybeans were everywhere. The entire bed and most of the surrounding floor had been turned into a giant Willy Wonka ejaculation. There's no way of explaining the terror I felt.
"Look man, I'm gonna be freaking out in a few, or so, or more, moments right here now, so, why don't you just sell me those downers, and.... then I can just uh, leave this farm."
"Farm?" Then, a warm, enlightened, horrifying smile crossed his marked up face. For a second, I swear I saw his tattoo stage a semi-well planned, two front attack on both his nose and left ear. But that quickly passed. He seemed to understand everything now, so there was no point in asking about the battle. He already knew. "Yes... the downers... I'm going to pack them up with the beans.......... it'll throw Selphie off."
No sense in questioning his tactics. He did take part in that whole SeeD business before he became a junkie, so he no doubt had solid plans. Just like that ever-plotting tattoo, which now smirked at me with the confidence of Hyne's sexual organs in a massive human orgy. Wait.... what? What the hell am I talking about?
"Here man.... take the bag.... and don't worry about the payment... she checks my bank accounts.... we gotta wait a little while." He winked at me and gave me the thumbs up. Rather dumbfounded, I stumbled out of the room, and into the corridors of the Garden.
What was I doing here? Obviously it was the best drug market in the world, other then that rotten Tomb of the Unknown King, but certainly that wasn't the only reason. However, memories weren't easy to concentrate on, not when the walls were vibrating so much. Take it from me, don't ever abuse Cura spells. You'll end up as tripped out as Zell back there. Poor guy can't even put his gloves on anymore. Not that he could find them in that Sugar Island Pit of Hell back there.
I got back to my room about 55 minutes later then I expected, due largely to the fact that I got lost in the Training Center and had to eat my way out. I opened up the small bag I had gotten from that soul back there, and emptied the contents on my bed. I had to sort the jellybeans from the tranquilizers, for obvious and frankly quite personal reasons. This task was completed 55 minutes later then I expected, due largely to the fact that I got lost in my bathroom and had to eat my way out.
I took five of the pills with a splash of Ether. I decided to put on a CD and crash out on the bed. I couldn't resist eating a few of the mystery beans as I lay though, because once my curiosity is piqued, it'll eat at me forever.
Now, back to contemplating my reasons here. I-
Is that fucking popcorn?! Popcorn jellybeans? What sort of advancements have they made in Candy Island since I last indulged?
-can't seem to recall how I got here, but that's most likely all that Cura I ate with dinner. I'll get back to you on it.
Zell looked up at me, completely stoned, pink eyes bulging with a desperation that reminded me of the Jolly Green Giant. But instead of being jolly, he's desperate. "I'm uh.... oh Hyne.... what am I doing?"
The jellybeans were everywhere. The entire bed and most of the surrounding floor had been turned into a giant Willy Wonka ejaculation. There's no way of explaining the terror I felt.
"Look man, I'm gonna be freaking out in a few, or so, or more, moments right here now, so, why don't you just sell me those downers, and.... then I can just uh, leave this farm."
"Farm?" Then, a warm, enlightened, horrifying smile crossed his marked up face. For a second, I swear I saw his tattoo stage a semi-well planned, two front attack on both his nose and left ear. But that quickly passed. He seemed to understand everything now, so there was no point in asking about the battle. He already knew. "Yes... the downers... I'm going to pack them up with the beans.......... it'll throw Selphie off."
No sense in questioning his tactics. He did take part in that whole SeeD business before he became a junkie, so he no doubt had solid plans. Just like that ever-plotting tattoo, which now smirked at me with the confidence of Hyne's sexual organs in a massive human orgy. Wait.... what? What the hell am I talking about?
"Here man.... take the bag.... and don't worry about the payment... she checks my bank accounts.... we gotta wait a little while." He winked at me and gave me the thumbs up. Rather dumbfounded, I stumbled out of the room, and into the corridors of the Garden.
What was I doing here? Obviously it was the best drug market in the world, other then that rotten Tomb of the Unknown King, but certainly that wasn't the only reason. However, memories weren't easy to concentrate on, not when the walls were vibrating so much. Take it from me, don't ever abuse Cura spells. You'll end up as tripped out as Zell back there. Poor guy can't even put his gloves on anymore. Not that he could find them in that Sugar Island Pit of Hell back there.
I got back to my room about 55 minutes later then I expected, due largely to the fact that I got lost in the Training Center and had to eat my way out. I opened up the small bag I had gotten from that soul back there, and emptied the contents on my bed. I had to sort the jellybeans from the tranquilizers, for obvious and frankly quite personal reasons. This task was completed 55 minutes later then I expected, due largely to the fact that I got lost in my bathroom and had to eat my way out.
I took five of the pills with a splash of Ether. I decided to put on a CD and crash out on the bed. I couldn't resist eating a few of the mystery beans as I lay though, because once my curiosity is piqued, it'll eat at me forever.
Now, back to contemplating my reasons here. I-
Is that fucking popcorn?! Popcorn jellybeans? What sort of advancements have they made in Candy Island since I last indulged?
-can't seem to recall how I got here, but that's most likely all that Cura I ate with dinner. I'll get back to you on it.