As we rejoin our lovable Final Fantasy VIII characters, the lovely ladies of the group have arrived in Deling City and our preparing in their suites at the Galbadia Hotel.
Edea- Alright girls, time is ticking, and we need to look as little like ourselves as possible when we leave here.
Fuujin- DISGUISES?
Edea- Yes. It's possible these villains will know us on site if they are in fact running, "The Promised Land."
Quistis- So, what did you have in mind?
Rinoa- Wigs? New outfits?
Selphie- Liposuction?
Rinoa- Enough already! My thighs do not look fat!
Selphie- I just said you could stand to loose a few pounds.
Edea- Girls, can we please be serious. Actually, Rinoa was correct. *pulls out chest filled with wigs and multiple fragments of clothing* Dig in!
*girls commence ransacking the chest, with minimal eye-gouging and hair-pulling. Amazing. Once through, they check out their new looks*
Quistis- *in short, red, rocker-chic wig with halter top, micro-mini, and knee highs* It's about time I got to be sexy. Trepies, eat your hearts out........please.
Rinoa- *wearing curly blue wig, black framed glasses, and goth get-up* Ha! That's nothing. Who's sweet and innocent now!?
Selphie- *with long magenta wig, fedora, and feather boa* Wait, wait, what about me? How do I look?
Rinoa- Like a penny-a-night-hooker. Oops, guess you didn't disguise yourself well enough.
Selphie- What?! Wanna say that to my face, you flat-chested bi.....
Fuujin- STOP BICKERING! HOW........how do /I/ look?
*girls turn and star wonderingly at Fuujin who's wearing a trendy blonde wig complete with flattering red dress*
Edea- *in short auburn wig, starlit gown, and long white gloves* You look lovely, dear.
Selphie- Yeah, you actually look normal for once.
Fuujin- .......bimbo.
Selphie- What was that? I'm not used to you not yelling.
Fuujin- NOTHING!
Rinoa- I think she called you a bim......
Fuujin- RAGE!
*Rinoa gets cut off as Fuujin knocks the young sorceress' legs out from under her*
Rinoa- Ouch! Why you little......
Quistis- Guys! We have a mission, remember?
Edea- Yes, we really should be heading to the club.
Selphie- Right! Let's hit that PAR-TAY! Booyaka!
Rinoa- You know, it's never cute when you do that.
Selphie- Bite me, witch-woman.
*****
Across town the "boys" are double checking their disguises as they wait for interviews with "The Promised Land's" head office.
Seifer- I can't believe we're going through with this.
Irvine- It's not so bad. I kind of like the new looks.
Squall- That's because we still look like men.......most of us, anyways. Once costumes come into the picture.......I shudder at the thought.
*the disguises are merely wigs for the team......so far. Seifer's wearing a long silver wig, Squall has a shaggy black one, Zell went for red, Raijin went so far as to shave his head, and Irvine actually dyed his blonde and released the pony-tail. Scary*
Raijin- Costumes? This is freakin' me out, ya know?
Squall- I'd say the same, but it doesn't scare me nearly as much as Zell. What the hell did those guys do to him, Seifer? I thought you said he'd be ok.
*Zell has not spoken any coherent words since mysteriously appearing back at Garden that morning. He just lets himself get led around by the others, rocking back and forth while mumbling nonsense whenever he's on his own*
Zell- .......uhh.....no......err......more.......chi....cken......
Seifer- I guess they went a bit overboard. Kinda fun though. Hey, Zell.........POULTRY!
Zell- AHHHHHH!
Irvine- Sweet! Let me try! Oh, Zell........ROOSTER!
Zell- NO! SAVE ME!
Seifer- CHICKEN!
Zell- HELP!
Irvine- HEN!
Zell- EEYYAAHH!
Seifer- DUCK!
Zell- PLEASE, NO MORE!
*Irvine and Seifer fall over each other laughing*
Squall- Stop that! Seifer, look what you've reduced him to!
Zell- *huddled in the corner, hugging knees, rocking like a mental patient* .....save the chicken......save the chicken........won't someone please save the chicken........?
Raijin- This is better than cable, ya know?
Seifer- Ya see, it's all in good fun.
Squall- Seifer, we need Zell for this mission. I don't think he'll be too affective pecking at the ground. He's bird-brained enough as it is. Snap him out of it. Now!
Seifer- Ahh, you're no fun.
Squall- Seifer!
Seifer- Ok, ok. They brain-washed him to believe he was a real chicken-wuss. Fear and feathers. Heh, gotta love the combination. Anyways, he should snap out of it if he eats some chicken.
Irvine- Where are we going to find chicken here? We go in for our interviews in five minutes.
Squall- I guess we'll just have to deal with him like this until the interview's over.
Zell- *tugging on Squall's pant leg* .....where are my feathers?
Squall- I'm going to kill you Seifer.
*****
Part two! Next comes the interview! Keep reviewing peoples, and I'll keep writing!
Edea- Alright girls, time is ticking, and we need to look as little like ourselves as possible when we leave here.
Fuujin- DISGUISES?
Edea- Yes. It's possible these villains will know us on site if they are in fact running, "The Promised Land."
Quistis- So, what did you have in mind?
Rinoa- Wigs? New outfits?
Selphie- Liposuction?
Rinoa- Enough already! My thighs do not look fat!
Selphie- I just said you could stand to loose a few pounds.
Edea- Girls, can we please be serious. Actually, Rinoa was correct. *pulls out chest filled with wigs and multiple fragments of clothing* Dig in!
*girls commence ransacking the chest, with minimal eye-gouging and hair-pulling. Amazing. Once through, they check out their new looks*
Quistis- *in short, red, rocker-chic wig with halter top, micro-mini, and knee highs* It's about time I got to be sexy. Trepies, eat your hearts out........please.
Rinoa- *wearing curly blue wig, black framed glasses, and goth get-up* Ha! That's nothing. Who's sweet and innocent now!?
Selphie- *with long magenta wig, fedora, and feather boa* Wait, wait, what about me? How do I look?
Rinoa- Like a penny-a-night-hooker. Oops, guess you didn't disguise yourself well enough.
Selphie- What?! Wanna say that to my face, you flat-chested bi.....
Fuujin- STOP BICKERING! HOW........how do /I/ look?
*girls turn and star wonderingly at Fuujin who's wearing a trendy blonde wig complete with flattering red dress*
Edea- *in short auburn wig, starlit gown, and long white gloves* You look lovely, dear.
Selphie- Yeah, you actually look normal for once.
Fuujin- .......bimbo.
Selphie- What was that? I'm not used to you not yelling.
Fuujin- NOTHING!
Rinoa- I think she called you a bim......
Fuujin- RAGE!
*Rinoa gets cut off as Fuujin knocks the young sorceress' legs out from under her*
Rinoa- Ouch! Why you little......
Quistis- Guys! We have a mission, remember?
Edea- Yes, we really should be heading to the club.
Selphie- Right! Let's hit that PAR-TAY! Booyaka!
Rinoa- You know, it's never cute when you do that.
Selphie- Bite me, witch-woman.
*****
Across town the "boys" are double checking their disguises as they wait for interviews with "The Promised Land's" head office.
Seifer- I can't believe we're going through with this.
Irvine- It's not so bad. I kind of like the new looks.
Squall- That's because we still look like men.......most of us, anyways. Once costumes come into the picture.......I shudder at the thought.
*the disguises are merely wigs for the team......so far. Seifer's wearing a long silver wig, Squall has a shaggy black one, Zell went for red, Raijin went so far as to shave his head, and Irvine actually dyed his blonde and released the pony-tail. Scary*
Raijin- Costumes? This is freakin' me out, ya know?
Squall- I'd say the same, but it doesn't scare me nearly as much as Zell. What the hell did those guys do to him, Seifer? I thought you said he'd be ok.
*Zell has not spoken any coherent words since mysteriously appearing back at Garden that morning. He just lets himself get led around by the others, rocking back and forth while mumbling nonsense whenever he's on his own*
Zell- .......uhh.....no......err......more.......chi....cken......
Seifer- I guess they went a bit overboard. Kinda fun though. Hey, Zell.........POULTRY!
Zell- AHHHHHH!
Irvine- Sweet! Let me try! Oh, Zell........ROOSTER!
Zell- NO! SAVE ME!
Seifer- CHICKEN!
Zell- HELP!
Irvine- HEN!
Zell- EEYYAAHH!
Seifer- DUCK!
Zell- PLEASE, NO MORE!
*Irvine and Seifer fall over each other laughing*
Squall- Stop that! Seifer, look what you've reduced him to!
Zell- *huddled in the corner, hugging knees, rocking like a mental patient* .....save the chicken......save the chicken........won't someone please save the chicken........?
Raijin- This is better than cable, ya know?
Seifer- Ya see, it's all in good fun.
Squall- Seifer, we need Zell for this mission. I don't think he'll be too affective pecking at the ground. He's bird-brained enough as it is. Snap him out of it. Now!
Seifer- Ahh, you're no fun.
Squall- Seifer!
Seifer- Ok, ok. They brain-washed him to believe he was a real chicken-wuss. Fear and feathers. Heh, gotta love the combination. Anyways, he should snap out of it if he eats some chicken.
Irvine- Where are we going to find chicken here? We go in for our interviews in five minutes.
Squall- I guess we'll just have to deal with him like this until the interview's over.
Zell- *tugging on Squall's pant leg* .....where are my feathers?
Squall- I'm going to kill you Seifer.
*****
Part two! Next comes the interview! Keep reviewing peoples, and I'll keep writing!