Going to Hell in a Hand Basket
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To become worse in quality or character.
A hand basket is just a basket with a handle. Something carried in a hand basket goes wherever it's going without much resistance.
That was a close one. But I finally made it here, Junon. It was really hard to concentrate on killing wolves with my phone ringing non-stop. Gawd, Cloud, you picked a nice time to care about me.
"What?"
"Tifa never sent you out to the ranch." He says.
"Well yeah, I just got a call from my father and it was very personal so, I'm heading off to Wutai. Sorry I didn't want to spill my GUTS to you Spike. If you don't mind, I'm trying NOT to get mauled here and your constant calling is DISTRACTING ME!" Humph. Jerk. Since when have I been such a liar?
I'm going to hell in a hand basket.
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Ever since I was little, I remember fibbing… to get out of trouble, to avoid taking medicine, anything. My mother always use to tell me it's better to tell the truth, but I still never did it. I think I'm a pathological liar. I just lied to that fellow saying I need food to go feed my two dying little sisters. Gawd, I have issues. But I am a Great Ninja, so I guess it doesn't really matter if I lie or cheat to get anything. Ninjas do that… right? Right. They also steal from old ladies while they're helping them across the street. Of course.
I'm going to hell in a hand basket.
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Alright, I know I said I'd never help old ladies across the street but she had some serious materia on her. I'm talking mastered ice, thunder, and aero. I was a little perplexed to as why in the hell an old lady would be carrying this stuff, but she was selling it for her son. She was droning on about how he was this nice young man. Who was smart, strong and a real looker, or so she said. She told me about how he use to be in solider and nearly died because a 'buffoon with spiky yellow hair and a big sword' swung at him. Gee, I wonder who that was… Heh too bad. My materia now, sorry Granny, I need money for tranquilizers. Motion sickness is the worst thing in the whole entire world. I decided not to sell my all materia. It was pretty handy with all those wolves.
I'm going to hell in a hand basket.
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Urk! I hate boats… I think I'm going to hurl. These tranquilizers aren't really helping much. But I guess I'd have already spewed chunks if I hadn't taken one. Have to be quiet, I stowed away. Of course I have enough money for the boat fair, but why pay when you can sneak on for free? If anyone asks I was in one of these boxes being sold as a sex slave by Shelke. I hope she gets throw in jail and gets to room with a rapist. No, a rapist and/or murderer. Ugh, what am I thinking?! I don't want that. Vince would be sad after all. Sigh.
I'm going to hell in a hand basket.
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Costa Del Sol, What a pretty place. Tons of unsuspecting tourist waiting for their materia and gil to be stolen. Hah, that would have happened if Cid hadn't of been here. Tea drinking jerk, called Cloud. And now I'm here again. Back at the bar, soon to be serving drinks while they all interrogate me on why I left and lied and stole. Bah humbug. All I did was rob some people, sneak on a ship and help an old lady cross the street.
I may be going to hell in a hand basket but so is Vinnie, that pedophile.
A/n: Pedophile part referring to Shelke looking 10 and Vincent being like 27. and yes Vincent doesn't age. "Vincent's character designer, Tetsuya Nomura, has stated that Vincent was left immortal due to the experimentation conducted on him." From Wikipedia dot com just go there and search for Vincent Valentine and look at the footnotes if you think I made that up. It also says he has a real arm and feet under all that metal. Who would have thought.