The adventure of the lost class
Now I have good news and bad news. Bad news is board so that means yes another bad as hell fic now good news the other one is dead so you don't have to worry about it. Now then if you don't like bad fics leave now. You been warned so no complain and flames make me laugh
Now then to clear out even more people I own nothing beside my food, 4-way split personality's games, and happiness and yes I did sell my soul and the ice cream wasn't worth it.
The poor cast of this is
Lucky-
Dude-
Rob-
Jen-
My self include-
Nadir-
Rick-
Injector-
Rodger-
Trapper-
Whitey-
Zooomie-
Jo-
Guest star
Sabin-
The story classes
Magus Scholar Knight white monk
Monk Bard animist
Ninja Black Belt gunner
Ranger Black Mage mog knight
Red Mage Dark Knight time Mage
Sage Devout fighter
Dragoon Evoker
Freelancer Geomancer
Now then lets beginAll the cast but Injector and me: we didn't sign up for this!!
Injector: Where is my 20 bucks?
Me: I know you??
Everybody sweat drops : this shall not end well
It was a foggy morning and the bird was chirping happily as usual.
The bird was annoying me. I was also tweaked bout the freaky dream of a jade green statue talking to me. Whatever I thought so I got dressed and left taking a ton of Arizona cans and played bokti on the way to the buss stop their I saw a friend of mine. His name is Harvey and he is metal rock sort of dude and likes guns a little too much but is still pretty cool. The sun was barely out so I stop playing bokti after a few moments and then saw another dude I know Carl wants to be a gangster dude still he stands tall for what he believes in even though he might get in trouble. After saying sup and talking a little we all got on the buss with a gross of other kids. (Cookie for refance)
After a while the bus stopped near the school and was pretty empty after that the large group of kids broke up and went their separate ways me fowling Harvey then as soon as I got in side he said dude the same old same old shit chuckles. Later man I leave to the library and meet all my old and new friends or almost all Rick got sick and disappeared. The rest of the group and I of missed him kind of not. After some minor conversation the bell rung and lucky, who is the brains of us, came white as a sheet and looked spooked we being me, who is the perv, trapper, who is also smart but more mellow, jen, sort of the rich girl type but more nice not like the prep type, and dude, slightly annoying but lively and likes to annoy jen, asked him and he said something along the lines of "guys you won't believe me but I had the Freakiest dream about a blue statue talking to me saying that I am a descendent of balmaugh and one of the 7 savors I mean that's not possible is it??" dude: man its just a dream so don't piss your self aright. Jen: it was just a bad dream so don't worried. Trapper: dude deep breaths deep breaths. Me: greasy or sweet stuff right before bed is bad for your mojo so chill man. Then we all left for class.
Now the worst part was every one looked weird at the mention of talking statues except me because I forgot about it and I should have remembered.
So what do you think about that little chunk of the story now you might wonder how this relates to final fantasy III but it will eventually. By so long fair well see you all to night fare well have a be sacked by injector all: thank god he shut him up he would have started singing even worse.
All: Seeya later
