Cid Battles.
After losing two competetions, Cid FF8, Cid FF6, and Cid FF5 seek victory. Since Cid FF5 lost two rounds for them, Cids FF8 and FF6 panic over what could be next. Though there won't be one in this chapter, just a little more crossing over to make things a little better for the next event.
Cid FF8: What can we do? We can't keep losing! We'd be better off with a mindless moomba in our group.
Cid FF6: Don't you mean moogle?
Cid FF8: No, I mean moomba, you know, moom-ba.
Cid FF6: Never heard of it. ::other walk in::
Cid FF7: Well, well, well, if it isn't the reject Cids.
Cid FF5: I'm not a reject! I'm cool, check out the pink lab coat. Makes the ladies swoon.
Cid FF4: That....is quite possibly the freakiest thing I've seen. And I fought one eyed bats with a wrench.
Cid FF9: Well, anyway. We came to tell you that we should get a referee.
Cid FF8: I know just the person, Quistis! One of the more charming SeeD instructers I've ever had....until she left to help Squall. What the hell am I saying? I feld like a chicken and put that brown headed gunblade brat in charge of my acadamy!
Cid FF7: Ok, I didn't want your life story, gramps.
Cid FF6: Who's the referee?
Cid FF4: Well, Highwind here knows her. She's some kinda ninja.
Cid FF7: Her name's Yuffie. Don't let her age fool you, she can rob you blind in a second.
Cid FF6: Oh great, a theif that YOU know for the referee. How do we know you're not gonna cheat? ::Yuffie walks in::
Yuffie: Do I look like I'd do such a thing?
Cid FF5: Hey, the lab coat's workin' it's charm. The girls flock right to it. Too young for my taste, but I can't control it's....
Cid FF8: WOULD YOU SHUT UP!?
Cid FF7: Look, she's the only person we could find for this job.
30 Minutes Ago:
Cid FF9: Ok, which one of you wants to be a referee for a bunch of guys who're competing to see who's best. 400 gil to whoever wants the job.
Setzer: Me, I'll do it!
Cid FF9: Kuja?
Setzer: Huh?
Cid FF9: You made a good disquise, but that hair give you right away. There's no way you're getting this job!
Setzer: What the hell? I never saw you before in my life.
Cid FF4: Security! ::Moogle comes and takes Setzer away:: Next!
Reina: Hi, I'd like to be a referee!
Cid FF7: Ok, do you think you could handle it?
Reina: Don't I just have to keep score and make sure no one cheats. I want everyone to have fun, that's all.
Cid FF7:....You do know what this is for right?
Reina: Chocobo racing, right?
Cid FF7: Ok, I don't even want to know why you'd think that, next!
Faris (in pirate uniform): Argh, you be needin' someone tough.
Cid FF9: That's a strange color and length for a man's hair.
Faris: Argh, well, ya see ::drops purse with ID card::
Cid FF9: A woman?
Cid FF7: Oh no, not another crossdresser. I've seen enough of that stuff.
Faris: Ye be harsh! I wouldn't work for ya if ya paid me 2000 gil!
After a few more people came....
Cid FF9: I don't think it'd work....
Quina: What you mean?
Cid FF7: Next!
Yuffie: Well, if it isn't Cid Highwind. Still going for challenges, huh? I guess I'll take the stupid job.
Cid FF4: First, would you....
Cid FF7: You're hired!
Back to the present:
Cid FF9: So that's who we found. And we also got an announcer that can speak two languages! He's also a Cid, but we really can't add any more people to either group, it would be unbalanced. ::Cid FF10 walks in with Rikku::
Cid FF8: Who's the girl?
Cid FF7: Translator to anyone who may speak they're language. I don't have a damn ass clue what langauge they can speak other than English. And I doubt anyone else would come to watch us compete.
Cid FF4: But can you say "no" to a face like that? ::points to Rikku::
Cid FF10: Announcer, huh? Never been much of a crowd pleaser.
Cid FF6: Look at the crowd ::points to four moogles:: They may speak your language, because I have no clue what Kupo means.
Cid FF10: Oh.... ::to Rikku:: Lyh oui pameaja drao'na byoehk ic vun drec? (Can you believe they're paying us for this?)
Rikku: Syopa drao'na naymmo nelr....un naymmo cdibet. (Maybe they're really rich....or really stupid).
Cid FF5: My pink coat keeps attracting these young women. Heh, if only I was 25 years younger and thought of this!
Cid FF10: E't cyo cdibet. (I'd say stupid).
Cid FF7: Well, losers. You have to draw again.
Cid FF8: ::draws an event card:: Hmm....the drinking contest?
Cid FF6: My kind of fight!
::Setzer comes in::
Setzer: Hey, I was wondering if you still need a referee.
Cid FF9: Ahhhhh! It's Kuja again!
Cid FF7: No! It's Sephiroth! ::both charge at Setzer::
Setzer: ::runs away::
Cid FF6: Wait a minute, that was Setzer! Aw, forget it, when do we drink?
After losing two competetions, Cid FF8, Cid FF6, and Cid FF5 seek victory. Since Cid FF5 lost two rounds for them, Cids FF8 and FF6 panic over what could be next. Though there won't be one in this chapter, just a little more crossing over to make things a little better for the next event.
Cid FF8: What can we do? We can't keep losing! We'd be better off with a mindless moomba in our group.
Cid FF6: Don't you mean moogle?
Cid FF8: No, I mean moomba, you know, moom-ba.
Cid FF6: Never heard of it. ::other walk in::
Cid FF7: Well, well, well, if it isn't the reject Cids.
Cid FF5: I'm not a reject! I'm cool, check out the pink lab coat. Makes the ladies swoon.
Cid FF4: That....is quite possibly the freakiest thing I've seen. And I fought one eyed bats with a wrench.
Cid FF9: Well, anyway. We came to tell you that we should get a referee.
Cid FF8: I know just the person, Quistis! One of the more charming SeeD instructers I've ever had....until she left to help Squall. What the hell am I saying? I feld like a chicken and put that brown headed gunblade brat in charge of my acadamy!
Cid FF7: Ok, I didn't want your life story, gramps.
Cid FF6: Who's the referee?
Cid FF4: Well, Highwind here knows her. She's some kinda ninja.
Cid FF7: Her name's Yuffie. Don't let her age fool you, she can rob you blind in a second.
Cid FF6: Oh great, a theif that YOU know for the referee. How do we know you're not gonna cheat? ::Yuffie walks in::
Yuffie: Do I look like I'd do such a thing?
Cid FF5: Hey, the lab coat's workin' it's charm. The girls flock right to it. Too young for my taste, but I can't control it's....
Cid FF8: WOULD YOU SHUT UP!?
Cid FF7: Look, she's the only person we could find for this job.
30 Minutes Ago:
Cid FF9: Ok, which one of you wants to be a referee for a bunch of guys who're competing to see who's best. 400 gil to whoever wants the job.
Setzer: Me, I'll do it!
Cid FF9: Kuja?
Setzer: Huh?
Cid FF9: You made a good disquise, but that hair give you right away. There's no way you're getting this job!
Setzer: What the hell? I never saw you before in my life.
Cid FF4: Security! ::Moogle comes and takes Setzer away:: Next!
Reina: Hi, I'd like to be a referee!
Cid FF7: Ok, do you think you could handle it?
Reina: Don't I just have to keep score and make sure no one cheats. I want everyone to have fun, that's all.
Cid FF7:....You do know what this is for right?
Reina: Chocobo racing, right?
Cid FF7: Ok, I don't even want to know why you'd think that, next!
Faris (in pirate uniform): Argh, you be needin' someone tough.
Cid FF9: That's a strange color and length for a man's hair.
Faris: Argh, well, ya see ::drops purse with ID card::
Cid FF9: A woman?
Cid FF7: Oh no, not another crossdresser. I've seen enough of that stuff.
Faris: Ye be harsh! I wouldn't work for ya if ya paid me 2000 gil!
After a few more people came....
Cid FF9: I don't think it'd work....
Quina: What you mean?
Cid FF7: Next!
Yuffie: Well, if it isn't Cid Highwind. Still going for challenges, huh? I guess I'll take the stupid job.
Cid FF4: First, would you....
Cid FF7: You're hired!
Back to the present:
Cid FF9: So that's who we found. And we also got an announcer that can speak two languages! He's also a Cid, but we really can't add any more people to either group, it would be unbalanced. ::Cid FF10 walks in with Rikku::
Cid FF8: Who's the girl?
Cid FF7: Translator to anyone who may speak they're language. I don't have a damn ass clue what langauge they can speak other than English. And I doubt anyone else would come to watch us compete.
Cid FF4: But can you say "no" to a face like that? ::points to Rikku::
Cid FF10: Announcer, huh? Never been much of a crowd pleaser.
Cid FF6: Look at the crowd ::points to four moogles:: They may speak your language, because I have no clue what Kupo means.
Cid FF10: Oh.... ::to Rikku:: Lyh oui pameaja drao'na byoehk ic vun drec? (Can you believe they're paying us for this?)
Rikku: Syopa drao'na naymmo nelr....un naymmo cdibet. (Maybe they're really rich....or really stupid).
Cid FF5: My pink coat keeps attracting these young women. Heh, if only I was 25 years younger and thought of this!
Cid FF10: E't cyo cdibet. (I'd say stupid).
Cid FF7: Well, losers. You have to draw again.
Cid FF8: ::draws an event card:: Hmm....the drinking contest?
Cid FF6: My kind of fight!
::Setzer comes in::
Setzer: Hey, I was wondering if you still need a referee.
Cid FF9: Ahhhhh! It's Kuja again!
Cid FF7: No! It's Sephiroth! ::both charge at Setzer::
Setzer: ::runs away::
Cid FF6: Wait a minute, that was Setzer! Aw, forget it, when do we drink?