All right, let's get started here.

So, what've we got with this? Well, basically, this is going to be a collection of oneshots, all of them related to each other, though not necessarily in chronological order. What else are we asking for here? A bit of focus away from Marche, Montblanc, and the rest of the gang. I'm talking about, 'let's see how the rest of the clan interacts'.

So yeah. This is my attempt to answer some questions from the past that I've always had about this wonderful, wonderful game. Here they are, in order:

1) How is it that so many people join the clans after each mission?
2) Are there homosexuals in the clan?
3) Are there female/male versions of the races in which the other gender is never shown/the members are mostly androgynous?
4) How exactly would assigning someone to do a dispatch mission go, anyway?
5) How do the clan members interact with each other between clan engagements and missions.
6) What exactly goes on in the Sprohm Prison?
7) Can we give all 22 of the extra clan members personalities and backstories of their own?
8) How come people still join the clan when they've got a bounty on their heads?
9) What exactly happens to the clan when Marche returns to the real world?

So yeah, these are the questions I dare to ask myself. And this is how I seek to find those answers; using the imagination. Basically, this oneshot collection is going to be in a bunch of prompts centered around one theme, all of the prompts being in one word. The first few oneshots are all going to be part of the subset 'Origins', which is pretty much everybody getting recruited into the clan. 'Plotlines' deals with how each clansmember deals with various aspects of FFTA's story, from encountering the Totemas via the interactions with Ritz and Shara and Mewt to how they deal with their leader having a bounty on his head. 'Interactions' deals with the friendly relationships between each of the characters with each other. 'Lovers' takes the stuff found in 'Interactions', instead preferring to play around with the romantic relationships that occur throughout. There's also 'Life and Death' which deals with some of the great scares and shocks of the clan's history that are all personal. And finally, 'After Marche' deals with what happens to each of the characters after Marche leaves Nutsy.

Now, with that said, let's get the disclaimer out, shall we?

Final Fantasy Tactics Advance, and all things associated with it, are not property of yours truly. The game, the jobs, the races, and the continent all belong to the guys at Square Enix. However, each clansmember is a character thought up by me, so they may own the jobs but they don't own the characters. (Well, except for Marche, Montblanc, and any other actual FFTA characters I decide to include in his collection of stories. They own them.)

And, of course, warnings. There will be a little shounen-ai/yaoi (especially in the 'Lovers' part where some of the pairings are yaoi). There will also be some ideologically sentitive material at some points pertaining to abusive childhoods, racism, homophobia, and possibly bestialty (if you consider hume/bangaa love to be bestialty, that is...). DON'T SAY I DIDN'T WARN YOU WHEN YOU READ THIS COLLECTION! To help you out, I'll be nice and point out the times when these appear, but just remember you've been warned!

Also of note is that I'll be changing a few things in terms of character appearance, since everybody looks about the same in FFTA if you put them all in the same job type. (Stupid game limitations and their not allowing slight differences in character models apart from enemy/ally differences...) So now, the humans have some variation of hair color, the banaas have some variation of scale color, the moogles are now much different, and you know the rest I trust. Also, the starting clan is different, having Montblanc, a moogle thief, a nu mou beastmaster, a bangaa white monk, a hume black mage, and a viera white mage.

Now with that said, let's get this show on the road, shall we?

Nutsy: A Clan Drama in Six Parts

Part I: Origins

Reminiscence

I remember the beginning of the clan clear as day now.

When I first joined Nutsy, I can safely say I never saw some things coming. I was young and foolish then, but having the knowledge I do now I wonder how I missed being able to predict this.

It all started when I met Montblanc and his friend Salsber. Both of them were moogles; the one being overly cheerful and the other being quite serious about the topic at hand. They were both asking me if I wanted to join a clan. I was just beginning to crack open the art of controlling beasts back then, so being eager as I was, I said yes.

For quite some time, it was just us. Montblanc was the black mage who was aspiring to lead the greatest clan in Ivalice, and Salsber was a thief with aspirations of becoming a great gadgeteer. They both made sure that I knew who they were on a friendly basis quite early. Thinking back, I think that their friendliness was what kept me coming back to the rather small clan every day; the pay was small, it was a nu mou and two moogles for quite some time, we were never able to do any of the dispatch missions, and the clans that regularly engaged in clan engagements ignored us for being too small a group to fight. I was actually quite frustrated, being the youth I was, and I was thinking of leaving the clan.

Their friendliness was too much, Montblanc and Salsber. They kept me coming back, mainly because I was afraid of losing the only friends I had gotten then. I had lost my family to a house fire years before I met Montblanc and Salsber and I had lost all contact with my fellow classmates at the Cadoan Academy of Arts and Magic by that point, so I felt obligated to the two moogles like a dog feels obligated to his owner. And honestly, they made me feel right at home with each lost job that we could not take part in, so I felt bad trying to be my cheerful self back then while hiding my inner anguish. Still, I held on to the hope that times would get better, partly for myself and mostly for Montblanc and Salsber.

That hope turned out to be anything but a false hope. For then, we so happened upon a rather helpless banga getting beat up by a bunch of other, bigger members of his race in Sprohm's busy marketplace. Montblanc and I were both there at the time, and we both knew that it was unfair that the townspeople were making a circle for the fight but not doing anything about it and how the nearest clans were not rushing in to help. It was then that Montblanc suggested that the two of us step in. I remember I mentioned it was foolish and that we could not forget about Salsber, but he said that it was unfair that nobody was stepping in to help the bangaa and how Salsber was good at keeping watch over himself.

I remember just about everything about that first exhilarating fight. I remember the blood glistening on of the poor bangaa's crimson scales as I went in with my instrument raised, ready to fight. I remember the rush of energy that came upon me as sword after sword rushed at me and I blocked as quickly as I could with my instruments. I remember how frequently Montblanc would fire his then-novice fire spells at the opponents that were rushing straight towards him, somehow managing to stall them long enough for me or the stranger we were helping to go in there and fight to hit them over the head with our weapons. I remember when Salsber finally arrived, how his knife twirled in his hand as he swiped small amounts of gil from the opponents. But most of all, I remember the great feeling of victory that came when we finally defeated the people that had been harassing the poor bangaa and the cheer from the townspeople.

We had helped the bangaa back to our room at the inn to patch him up. There, we learned his name was Ingg and that he was an aspiring templar. He offered to join our clan from there, and then we shook hands and called it a day.

I say that the hope I held on to was not a false hope because afterwards, the name of Clan Nutsy went around Sphrom and Cyril like wildfire. Maybe two days after Ingg joined our clan, we got an offer from an aspiring human black mage by the name of Orsiny who said that he wanted to join our clan. The day afterwards, we were visited by a young viera white mage who introduced herself as Lutia and said she had heard our name and was wondering if we had any slots open. Those two joined our clan quite quickly, and then all of a sudden people started noticing us. And after our first few clan engagements, I suddenly realized that the hope I had held on to had been fulfilled and that maybe I would become the greatly sagacitous person that my family had always imagined I would be.

And then, soon after we had gotten six clan members, we acquired Marche. And from there... well, we were set to acquire the reputation this clan has now as one of the most renowned clans in all of Ivalice.