Jerry: (walks into the school cafeteria) hey guys I finally typed up my
story want to read it?
Scott: Oh god! I thought you were kidding!
Jerry: Your stories have inspired my to type up my own stories.
Andy: are we in it?
Jerry: ... um... yea
Andy: hey this might be worth reading after all.
Scott: sweet.
FINAL FANTASY TACTICS
Chapter 1
An imbecile is born
Jerry: hey mine name is Jerry and I am 15 years old going on 16 and I will be old enough to join or make a clan of my own and I couldn't wait. I've been training under Largo the master soldier on the outskirts of Cyril. The reason why I want to start a clan is--
Largo: (outside Jerry's window) YO GET YOUR BUTT OUT HERE, WE GOT TRAINING TO DO! ((Jerry's teacher. A well-known soldier but dresses like a bum with his soldier's hat slanted covering his left eye.
Jerry: yes master Largo.
Largo: journals are for sissies; I thought I trained you better than that.
Jerry: when I become famous I'm going to make copies and sell them for gil.
Largo: poppy cock, now put your shoes on and get out.
Jerry: k (runs out of his room and into the kitchen)
Mom: are you off to train with that crazy brute.
Jerry: ... yes and he's not a brute he's a cool guy.
Mom: (sighs) I swear your going to get yourself killed out there in the world.
Jerry: don't worry about it, I got a sign up sheet for my clan outside, we'll watch each others back's.
Mom: I checked that list out and no ones signature is on it.
Jerry: Impossible (checks list) ha! There's one name on it, carrots, onions, chicken...?
Mom: Um that's my grocery list.
Jerry: oh well...
Largo: GET YOUR BUTT OUT HERE!
Jerry: coming master!
(Outside on the outskirts of Cyril
Largo: now its time for your afternoon training, I'm going to throw these rocks at you and you try to deflect them with your sword.
Jerry: (gulp) yes sir (rock hits Jerry in the face) hey! I wasn't ready yet.
Largo: there is no ready! You could have knives thrown at you and not dodge them in time.
(2 hours, 20 bruises, and 1 asthma attack later)
Largo: well wasn't that fun.
Jerry: (sitting on a tree stump with his face with a black eye) ...I can't feel my arms.
Largo: ...sissy
Richie: hey Jerry - a Bangaa that has been friends with Jerry since elementary school.
Largo: (gives Richie the death look)
Richie: um Largo why are you looking at me that way?
Jerry: uh Richie lets go back to my house make plans for our clan.
Richie: k, (walks off)
Largo: don't forget tomorrow's your birthday and graduation.
Jerry: yes master largo (trips) AHH my leg!
Richie: looks like you over did your training again
Jerry: I just want to be ready for what the world will throw at me ...a little help here.
Richie: oh sure (helps him up)
Jerry: thanks... now lets get home before Largo kills you.
Richie: huh?
Jerry: do I smell cookies from my house?
Richie: COOKIES! (Drags Jerry on the ground while running)
Jerry: ow ow ow ow ow ow
(Back at Jerry's house)
Richie: (chowing down on cookies)
Jerry: pace yourself man.
Mom: tomorrow's the big day.
Jerry: yep I can't wait.
Richie: yea me neither.
Mom: come to think of it why didn't you join a clan?
Richie: (talks with his mouth full) I was waiting on Jerry to get old enough (chokes) can I get some milk here please?
Mom: sure (goes to the ice box) what do you want to do for your birthday?
Jerry: nothing, I just want to start my clan.
Mom: (looks out side) oh my, it's getting late you should go home Richie (hands him his glass of milk)
Richie: ok (chugs down milk and stuffs some cookies into his bag) see you tomorrow.
Jerry: k I got to take out the dog (runs out side)
Mom: k...Hey wait we don't have a dog.
(In town)
Jerry: why did she have to tell me to come at this time?
(Later, out of town)
Angela: (yelling at Jerry) what took you so long! ((Angela is a 16-year- old Viera who is a friend of Jerry. Very dependent and cheerful, but don't mess with her because she can kick butt))
Jerry: sorry, what do you need to talk about?
Angela: I want to join your clan.
Jerry: WHAT! But what can you do.
Angela: well lately I've been taking white mage lessons from my mom.
Jerry: the priestess?
Angela: who else nimrod.
Jerry: I don't know
Angela: she taught me to cast life.
Jerry: you're in!
Angela: Yay! (Jumps up and down and then hugs Jerry) you're the best.
Jerry: please... stop that, I got to go home and sleep for tomorrow.
Angela: ok I'll see you tomorrow.
Stay tuned for episode 2
Scott: I wasn't in it!
Andy: neither was I, this story sucks!
Jerry: you'll be in the next one
Scott: really?
Jerry: promise
Scott: Oh god! I thought you were kidding!
Jerry: Your stories have inspired my to type up my own stories.
Andy: are we in it?
Jerry: ... um... yea
Andy: hey this might be worth reading after all.
Scott: sweet.
FINAL FANTASY TACTICS
Chapter 1
An imbecile is born
Jerry: hey mine name is Jerry and I am 15 years old going on 16 and I will be old enough to join or make a clan of my own and I couldn't wait. I've been training under Largo the master soldier on the outskirts of Cyril. The reason why I want to start a clan is--
Largo: (outside Jerry's window) YO GET YOUR BUTT OUT HERE, WE GOT TRAINING TO DO! ((Jerry's teacher. A well-known soldier but dresses like a bum with his soldier's hat slanted covering his left eye.
Jerry: yes master Largo.
Largo: journals are for sissies; I thought I trained you better than that.
Jerry: when I become famous I'm going to make copies and sell them for gil.
Largo: poppy cock, now put your shoes on and get out.
Jerry: k (runs out of his room and into the kitchen)
Mom: are you off to train with that crazy brute.
Jerry: ... yes and he's not a brute he's a cool guy.
Mom: (sighs) I swear your going to get yourself killed out there in the world.
Jerry: don't worry about it, I got a sign up sheet for my clan outside, we'll watch each others back's.
Mom: I checked that list out and no ones signature is on it.
Jerry: Impossible (checks list) ha! There's one name on it, carrots, onions, chicken...?
Mom: Um that's my grocery list.
Jerry: oh well...
Largo: GET YOUR BUTT OUT HERE!
Jerry: coming master!
(Outside on the outskirts of Cyril
Largo: now its time for your afternoon training, I'm going to throw these rocks at you and you try to deflect them with your sword.
Jerry: (gulp) yes sir (rock hits Jerry in the face) hey! I wasn't ready yet.
Largo: there is no ready! You could have knives thrown at you and not dodge them in time.
(2 hours, 20 bruises, and 1 asthma attack later)
Largo: well wasn't that fun.
Jerry: (sitting on a tree stump with his face with a black eye) ...I can't feel my arms.
Largo: ...sissy
Richie: hey Jerry - a Bangaa that has been friends with Jerry since elementary school.
Largo: (gives Richie the death look)
Richie: um Largo why are you looking at me that way?
Jerry: uh Richie lets go back to my house make plans for our clan.
Richie: k, (walks off)
Largo: don't forget tomorrow's your birthday and graduation.
Jerry: yes master largo (trips) AHH my leg!
Richie: looks like you over did your training again
Jerry: I just want to be ready for what the world will throw at me ...a little help here.
Richie: oh sure (helps him up)
Jerry: thanks... now lets get home before Largo kills you.
Richie: huh?
Jerry: do I smell cookies from my house?
Richie: COOKIES! (Drags Jerry on the ground while running)
Jerry: ow ow ow ow ow ow
(Back at Jerry's house)
Richie: (chowing down on cookies)
Jerry: pace yourself man.
Mom: tomorrow's the big day.
Jerry: yep I can't wait.
Richie: yea me neither.
Mom: come to think of it why didn't you join a clan?
Richie: (talks with his mouth full) I was waiting on Jerry to get old enough (chokes) can I get some milk here please?
Mom: sure (goes to the ice box) what do you want to do for your birthday?
Jerry: nothing, I just want to start my clan.
Mom: (looks out side) oh my, it's getting late you should go home Richie (hands him his glass of milk)
Richie: ok (chugs down milk and stuffs some cookies into his bag) see you tomorrow.
Jerry: k I got to take out the dog (runs out side)
Mom: k...Hey wait we don't have a dog.
(In town)
Jerry: why did she have to tell me to come at this time?
(Later, out of town)
Angela: (yelling at Jerry) what took you so long! ((Angela is a 16-year- old Viera who is a friend of Jerry. Very dependent and cheerful, but don't mess with her because she can kick butt))
Jerry: sorry, what do you need to talk about?
Angela: I want to join your clan.
Jerry: WHAT! But what can you do.
Angela: well lately I've been taking white mage lessons from my mom.
Jerry: the priestess?
Angela: who else nimrod.
Jerry: I don't know
Angela: she taught me to cast life.
Jerry: you're in!
Angela: Yay! (Jumps up and down and then hugs Jerry) you're the best.
Jerry: please... stop that, I got to go home and sleep for tomorrow.
Angela: ok I'll see you tomorrow.
Stay tuned for episode 2
Scott: I wasn't in it!
Andy: neither was I, this story sucks!
Jerry: you'll be in the next one
Scott: really?
Jerry: promise