Dopplegangers are Fun!!
Rod
Note: I changed the title because I was bored. I haven't the slightest
what it means. Please, people.. review? I'm not threatening to stop
the story if you don't, it'll just make me happier to write and know that
people are actually reading the story.
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Vincent must be some sort of friggin mind reader. Because when I opened up the
pack, it was filled with all the stuff you need to venture up mount Nibel. How DID
he know that we were going to head that way? We couldn't really go back and
ask, without Cid jumping out the door like a rabid maniac and trying to gnaw off
Tsuy's head.
I helped Tsuy put on one of the red cloaks inside the bag, before slipping one
on myself. The bag even had the buster sword and Ultimate weapon in it! Now,
before you go on wondering how all this stuff can fit into one bag, I want you to
think about items. Are you thinking about items? Well, I couldn't care less if you
weren't listening to what I was saying. But we the people can carry a limit of
99 of every item on us at all times. Including weapons. Har har, so useful, isn't
it? And it never even gets heavy! Just shows that you suck.
As I led the way up the mountain, I occasionaly glanced back at Tsuy.
He would 'accidently' meet my gaze and automatically look away. Weird kid.
You know, something THAT pathetic you can't help but like.
And why the hell are we heading up the Nibel mountains!? TSUY sure didn't
ask to! I didn't want to! What the hell. Doesn't matter now. We're going to the
reactor. And maybe going to Rocket Town and spread the word about how
much of a jackass Cid is...
Don't get me wrong. I liked Tifa. I woulda' liked her more if she popped those
matchine gun jumblies. She could of probably cut fucking diamond when it
was cold out. She was a lethal weapon. She didn't NEED martial arts training
from Zangan. She could of used Boob-Fuu or something. BOOBSMACK! HIYAA!!!
Or something.
Maybe I should start a conversation with Tsuy. He's been silent ever since the
whole Tifa incident.
" Well, " I began glancing back to Tsuy. He looked back. " I bet you don't know
where I'm taking you. "
Tsuy stared at me for a moment. My god, that was weird. That staring. It was the
' Why the hell are you talking to me I'm guilty of some crime ' look. Before long,
he spoke.
" Nibelheim Reactor. " He replied, breaking our gaze and looking away.
How'd he know!? I'm the suprior. Only I should know the secret. ONLY I.
Wouldn't call it a good secret though.
" Well..yeah...Ever been inside a mako reactor before? "
Where have I heard that line before...
Tsuy looked at me slowly and nodded his head, speaking.
" Yes. I DID work for Shin-Ra, you know. "
Still can't put my finger on the conversation. I've heard this before. I know I
have. It was long ago, though. Probably not important. Of course it's not important.
Everything about me is virtually unimportant. Saving the world from impending
doom isn't important at all. OF COURSE I DON'T GET A THANKS ANYWAY.
No thanks for Cloud. All my thanks is, is a straight jacket and some drugs. Hooray.
We, sooner or later, reached the mako reactor. It was still there. I would of blown it
up. I've done it before, too. Blowing up stuff is nice.
As we went into the reactor, we climbed down the chain ladder to the catwalk.
I can never place why the hell the reactor is set up like this. Is it to prevent
intruders? Because I'd just stick a few matchines with guns at the doors to
prevent frickin intruders. But oh well. We both peered down into the mako
below. I held onto the railing steadily, because the catwalk was getting
slippery over the years. I glanced at Tsuy. He was looking into the mako
too.
He didn't look at all afraid.
My eyes narrowed, jealousy starting to take ahold.
Sure, he killed somebody. But that isn't bad. Well, it IS bad, but not like I experienced.
He should have something happen to him. Yeah! And if it's really bad, I could just..
uh.. blame it on Sephiroth! Yeah, that's why he's there!!
I lifted a hand up and shoved Tsuy forward, who fell over the railing.
Only when I heard the yelp of the shove did I snap out of my trance of
jealousy.
Oh shit. Shit..shit.fuck..shit..SHIT..
Lunging forward, I grabbed ahold of Tsuy's ankle. He dangled over the
lifestream, crying. Well hold on a damn minute and I'll pull you up, jesus
christ. He slowly began to lift the light boy up, only to slip on my grip
holding his ankle and drop him into the thick substance below. There
was a splash.
" Tsuy! Dammit!! "
This was, essentailly, my fualt. Can't blame Sephiroth, Jenova, Rufus,
Cait Sith, a beach plug, or a chocobo. This was all me. One hundred
precent all me. And, for the first time in ages, my eyes watered.
But I barely even known him longer then a few days!! And I didn't even
cry for Tifa's death! Even though the boobs of doom deserved it. Tsuy
didn't deserve it. He was young and innoccent. All because I'M a morbid
bastard who wants everyone to suffer doesn't mean I need to take it out
on Tsuy! I fell to my knees, staring down at the metal catwalk. I slammed
my fist on the metal.
Now, nobody likes me. Back to the way it was. No Tsuy. But now everybody
hates me more. This can't be real. And if it is, I'm killing myself. I'm gunna
lay down and die. Or rot. Or explode. Or implode. Or melt. Or something..
Wait, MELT? Explode? What the hell.I could see that in the papers.
(WORLD HERO EXPLODES FOR NO REASON AT ALL. MORE AT ELEVEN)
Yeah. Seems like something the news would do.
Heh.
...
.. Shit.. Tsuy..
Rod
Note: I changed the title because I was bored. I haven't the slightest
what it means. Please, people.. review? I'm not threatening to stop
the story if you don't, it'll just make me happier to write and know that
people are actually reading the story.
____________________________________________________
Vincent must be some sort of friggin mind reader. Because when I opened up the
pack, it was filled with all the stuff you need to venture up mount Nibel. How DID
he know that we were going to head that way? We couldn't really go back and
ask, without Cid jumping out the door like a rabid maniac and trying to gnaw off
Tsuy's head.
I helped Tsuy put on one of the red cloaks inside the bag, before slipping one
on myself. The bag even had the buster sword and Ultimate weapon in it! Now,
before you go on wondering how all this stuff can fit into one bag, I want you to
think about items. Are you thinking about items? Well, I couldn't care less if you
weren't listening to what I was saying. But we the people can carry a limit of
99 of every item on us at all times. Including weapons. Har har, so useful, isn't
it? And it never even gets heavy! Just shows that you suck.
As I led the way up the mountain, I occasionaly glanced back at Tsuy.
He would 'accidently' meet my gaze and automatically look away. Weird kid.
You know, something THAT pathetic you can't help but like.
And why the hell are we heading up the Nibel mountains!? TSUY sure didn't
ask to! I didn't want to! What the hell. Doesn't matter now. We're going to the
reactor. And maybe going to Rocket Town and spread the word about how
much of a jackass Cid is...
Don't get me wrong. I liked Tifa. I woulda' liked her more if she popped those
matchine gun jumblies. She could of probably cut fucking diamond when it
was cold out. She was a lethal weapon. She didn't NEED martial arts training
from Zangan. She could of used Boob-Fuu or something. BOOBSMACK! HIYAA!!!
Or something.
Maybe I should start a conversation with Tsuy. He's been silent ever since the
whole Tifa incident.
" Well, " I began glancing back to Tsuy. He looked back. " I bet you don't know
where I'm taking you. "
Tsuy stared at me for a moment. My god, that was weird. That staring. It was the
' Why the hell are you talking to me I'm guilty of some crime ' look. Before long,
he spoke.
" Nibelheim Reactor. " He replied, breaking our gaze and looking away.
How'd he know!? I'm the suprior. Only I should know the secret. ONLY I.
Wouldn't call it a good secret though.
" Well..yeah...Ever been inside a mako reactor before? "
Where have I heard that line before...
Tsuy looked at me slowly and nodded his head, speaking.
" Yes. I DID work for Shin-Ra, you know. "
Still can't put my finger on the conversation. I've heard this before. I know I
have. It was long ago, though. Probably not important. Of course it's not important.
Everything about me is virtually unimportant. Saving the world from impending
doom isn't important at all. OF COURSE I DON'T GET A THANKS ANYWAY.
No thanks for Cloud. All my thanks is, is a straight jacket and some drugs. Hooray.
We, sooner or later, reached the mako reactor. It was still there. I would of blown it
up. I've done it before, too. Blowing up stuff is nice.
As we went into the reactor, we climbed down the chain ladder to the catwalk.
I can never place why the hell the reactor is set up like this. Is it to prevent
intruders? Because I'd just stick a few matchines with guns at the doors to
prevent frickin intruders. But oh well. We both peered down into the mako
below. I held onto the railing steadily, because the catwalk was getting
slippery over the years. I glanced at Tsuy. He was looking into the mako
too.
He didn't look at all afraid.
My eyes narrowed, jealousy starting to take ahold.
Sure, he killed somebody. But that isn't bad. Well, it IS bad, but not like I experienced.
He should have something happen to him. Yeah! And if it's really bad, I could just..
uh.. blame it on Sephiroth! Yeah, that's why he's there!!
I lifted a hand up and shoved Tsuy forward, who fell over the railing.
Only when I heard the yelp of the shove did I snap out of my trance of
jealousy.
Oh shit. Shit..shit.fuck..shit..SHIT..
Lunging forward, I grabbed ahold of Tsuy's ankle. He dangled over the
lifestream, crying. Well hold on a damn minute and I'll pull you up, jesus
christ. He slowly began to lift the light boy up, only to slip on my grip
holding his ankle and drop him into the thick substance below. There
was a splash.
" Tsuy! Dammit!! "
This was, essentailly, my fualt. Can't blame Sephiroth, Jenova, Rufus,
Cait Sith, a beach plug, or a chocobo. This was all me. One hundred
precent all me. And, for the first time in ages, my eyes watered.
But I barely even known him longer then a few days!! And I didn't even
cry for Tifa's death! Even though the boobs of doom deserved it. Tsuy
didn't deserve it. He was young and innoccent. All because I'M a morbid
bastard who wants everyone to suffer doesn't mean I need to take it out
on Tsuy! I fell to my knees, staring down at the metal catwalk. I slammed
my fist on the metal.
Now, nobody likes me. Back to the way it was. No Tsuy. But now everybody
hates me more. This can't be real. And if it is, I'm killing myself. I'm gunna
lay down and die. Or rot. Or explode. Or implode. Or melt. Or something..
Wait, MELT? Explode? What the hell.I could see that in the papers.
(WORLD HERO EXPLODES FOR NO REASON AT ALL. MORE AT ELEVEN)
Yeah. Seems like something the news would do.
Heh.
...
.. Shit.. Tsuy..