YAY! I have my first person to send their stats! Congratulations Dragons
Fly2!!! Welcome to Final Fantasy: ANAB!! ^_^ Lol! I just need a few things,
which I will also include in a review of one of your stories, but this is
in case you get to this first. I like your character. She sounds great to
me, and she will be in the next chapter (she would have been in this one,
but I need a few things answered first.) This goes to everyone else as
well. I just need some information about her personality, like her attitude
towards things. For example, Jen is not very open to people, and is hard on
the cadets in her company. She has a very hard exterior, which takes time
to get through, and a warm interior, especially towards children. She likes
control (explaining why she points it at everyone all the time ^_^ LOL!)
and just wants to succeed. I need this to be as descriptive as you can
manage so that I get the character right. Also let me know how she would
handle meeting new people, like what she would do. I really want to make
everyone happy, so I want to get this right!! (just another quick little
bit needed, how well does she take orders? and is she friendly? How tall is
she? (Jen's 5'5" and I need to know if she looks up, down, or even to the
person. And if the use a vehicle, what is it, and name if it has one. I'm
sure you get the point. To everyone else, please send in the stats!! ^_^
Also, congratulations to Lynn, aka Revenge, the new character. She gets to introduce the Final Fantasy 8 people (that's alright about Amarent. I don't really have a problem with that. I just won't have her meeting them, because then I can play around with that later! ^_^) And Lynn is also the captain of her company (name yet to be decided, eh.)
Okay, I forgot to mention Nickname on the list, if you character has one. Also, the first few people to send on in will get to find the next Final Fantasy people, which would be 8 next. ^_~. Also, I decided that if someone's character REALLY like one of the others, for whatever reason, then if there aren't many that like that person, I don't mind writing it in. But, when if comes time for them to go home (if ever. . .LOL) then they would have to split. Anyway, PLEASE send yours in. I know some of you out there have always wished YOU were in the game. Now's your chance!!
BTW: Yes there will be language. This has Cid in it. Curse words revolve around Cid, and I don't like blocking them out because it just doesn't make the story seem as. . .I don't know, as professional. So bear with them. Sorry. ^_~
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Jen drove on, Cid, Vincent, Tifa, and Nanaki all sitting in the car, wondering why they decided to go with her.
"I just fuckin' realized somethin'. Why the FUCK are we trustin' her?" Cid asked, eyeing her nervously. He sat in the front next to her.
"Because I'm the only one you saw, and I have no reason to lie. Which makes me wonder why I'm trusting the lot of you."
"Because of me." Nanaki said simply. It was true. Had it not been for the giant red wolf-like creature with them she would have simply killed them. She smirked and pressed her foot all the way down, the car speeding easily over one hundred. Cid looked out the window and watched as the houses disappeared and they were in open plains.
"Is it safe to be out in the open like this?" Vincent asked warily.
"Of course. Roadkill has missiles attatched. She comes fully equipped." Cid laughed hysterically.
"Roadkill, great name." He took a cigarette and lit it. Jen glared at him and reached over, ripping it out of his mouth.
"What th'fuck was that for?"
"I don't allow smoking in my car. My truck, fine, but the car, absolutely not." She opened the window and threw it out. Cloud passed it on his bike and laughed.
"I was starting to like you," Cid grumbled, and turned to watch the window pass. Jen snorted and flicked the radio on, nothing but static, and inserted a CD. The music blared from the radio, and Nanaki jumped.
"Sorry," Jen mumbled, turning it down a bit. She frowned, wishing she could turn the music up as loud as she could, drown out the images of the day. She started to sing along with the song, eyes narrowed. Cid watched her, frightened. He turned to look at Vincent behind him, who was feeling rather sympathetic for the girl. She looked like she was in pain.
Jen drove on until a red light went on overhead. She sighed and turned off the radio, pulling down a little screen, flipping her cell phone open. "This is Jennifer Hynes."
"Jennifer, what are you doing? You were due back a few hours ago," the voice said. She sighed.
"Fuck off. I had a few errands to run first." Cid held back a laugh at her language.
"And what, may I ask would those be? Were you in Sanria?"
"Yes, I was. It is completely destroyed, everyone either ran or was killed in the first few blasts."
"You shouldn't have been there."
"Like I said, fuck off." She shut her phone, and the image of the man on the screen disappeared, flipping back up into the roof. Cid burst out laughing.
"Looks like someone is in trouble with her superiors."
"They are not my superiors. They are not direct members of the National Allegiance. I was hired by them to take out Aerick Bosnar, one of the leaders of the Archon Circle. He was supposed to be in Marnivra, but he never showed. That's when Sanria was blown up. Because of me, hundreds of thousands died. I made a mistake."
"So what were you doing in Sanria if it was already gone?"
". . ." Cid looked at her, almost feeling sorry. She took on the look Vincent used when atoning for his sins.
"So what is the Archon Circle, exactly?"
"I was going to wait until Headquarters, and let them tell you, but I might as well. They probably won't tell you a damn thing. Fifty years ago ten men, all from different countries, came together and formed a group they called the Archon Circle. These men were set on taking over the world and dividing it between them. Somehow they mangaged to get millions of people to follow them, though how we do not know. They started waging war in all the countries, killing innocents by the thousands, with their high- tech machines and androids."
"So why are you fighting?" Vincent asked quietly.
". . . They killed my parents." Everyone got quiet. "They were working for the NA on some secret project, and were given the option of working for the Archon Circle. They said no, and were killed when that city was destroyed."
"I'm sorry. How old were you?"
"Thirteen," she said through gritted teeth. She frowned and flicked the CD player back on, the music blaring this time. Nanaki crouched down and buried his ears under his paws, drowning out the noise.
They traveled without talking for another hour when they finally reached a small village, filled with people. Jen slowed down and turned the music off, pulling in. The people froze and watched them warily. She got of the car, shoving the keys in her pocket, carefully concealing her guns. She smiled at them and held her hands out. They turned and got back to their work. Cloud and Yuffie rolled up on the motorcycle, Yuffie's green fading to her normal tone.
"Why are we stopping?"
"Because Roadkill needs gas, and frankly, I'm hungry." She said, and entered a small tavern. Smoke billowed out behind her and Cid grinned, finally able to smoke Nanaki leapt out of the car gracefully, watched by all the people, some shuffling away. Jen poked her head back out and watched Nanaki. "Don't talk." He watched a toddler as she waddled her way over to him.
"Wheee! Mon chat!" Jen laughed as the little girl grabbed Nanaki and hugged him. He tried not to make any moves.
"How cute. She thinks you're a cat." Nanaki silently raged at being called a cat, Jen stepping back outside with interest. Another little kid came over.
"No, il est un chien," the boy pointed out.
"Now they think you're a dog."
"That's closer." He grumbled. The girl smiled as the mother came and picked her up.
"Au revoir, mon chat!" Nanaki couldn't help smile despite himself. Jen grinned and went inside, while Tifa waited with Nanaki.
"Bonjour! What can I get you ma'am."
Jen counted silently in her head. "Six cokes." The man nodded.
"Please tell me this coke is an alcoholic beverage."
Jen frowned. "You can have a beer when we get back to headquarters, not now." The cigarette perched on his lip while he frowned.
"First no smoking, now no drinking."
"Look, I don't care if you drink, but if your mind isn't clear when we get back, they'll kill you." She took the cokes and handed one to Cid and Vincent, who was trying to conceal his arm. He glanced around the people looking at him suspiciously.
"This stuff isn't too bad," Cid commented as he took a sip. She grinned.
"What did you think it would be, poison?"
They sat outside and finished their soda's while Jen took her cell phone and tried to make calls. "Shit."
"What's wrong?" Vincent asked.
"I can't get a hold of some of my company." She sighed and clipped the phone back on her belt, just as it rang. She snatched it up and looked at the number. "Bennett, where is Damon? Is he back yet?" She tilted her head, listening. "No? Keep trying. I'll be back at two hours, tops." She shut the phone, hanging her head. "He shouldn't have been gone this long."
"Who's Damon?" Tifa asked. Jen looked at her.
"He's my second, my Combat Specialist."
"What?"
"Never mind." Jen stood.
"Is it not good that he's not answering?" Tifa asked. Jen turned to her.
". . ."
After they finished the soda Jen stood and motioned for them all to get in the car, her face not showing any emotion. They got in, and Cloud and Yuffie got back on the bike. She sped off towards headquarters. The phone rang again, screen flipping down.
"Sypher reporting, Captain."
"Good. Where's Damon?"
"He. . . isn't back yet?"
"I wouldn't know, seeing as I am not there yet either."
"No ma'am. I have neither heard from nor seen him."
"Keep checking."
"Right away." The screen flipped back up into the roof and Jen shut the phone.
"Captain?" Cid asked. Jen kept her eyes on the road.
". . ."
Jen finally pulled up to a tall building. She flipped open the ashtray in the car, revealing a red button. She pushed it, and the ground below them shook slightly as the car lowered quickly. For a minute it was pitch black, until lights over head came on. Jen drove until she found a spot, getting out. Cloud parked the bike next to her car.
"Let's go. I'll take you to Brenton." They followed her down a dimly lit hall to an elevator. They stepped in and she waited.
"Identification." A computerized voice said.
"Jennifer Hynes."
"Number."
"Four Seven Three." The elevator descended quickly, dragging them deep into the Earth. She stepped out and they followed her cautious. She held her gun out at her side when Cid realized he didn't have the Venus Gospel.
"Aw, shit! Venus Gospel's still in the fuckin' car!"
"If you came in here with a spear, you would have been killed. It's bad enough he has a giant sword." Jen said, narrowing her eyes. She walked to an unmarked door and pushed it open. A man stood leaning against the wall near another door. She nodded to him.
"Lynn back yet?" She asked.
"Who?" Jen sighed.
"Lynn, Revenge?"
"Oh! No, not yet. She's still scouting Duramont."
"Wasn't she scheduled back an hour ago?"
"Well, uh, you were scheduled back five hours ago. What makes you think she's going to listen if you don't?" Jen gave an evil looking half smile. She held onto her revolver and pulled back the hammer, raising it. He started to sweat.
"Aw, come on Jenny. Let's not play this again."
"Bennett, how many times have I told you NOT to call me Jenny?"
"Not enough." He walked up to her, pushed the revolver out of his way and left the room. Jen walked up the door, replacing the revolver and knocked sharply.
"You wait here," she said, and strode into the room, shutting the door behind her. They waited, and listened.
"YOU WERE DUE BACK OVER FIVE HOURS AGO! WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN!"
"Finding replacements."
"What do you mean by that?"
"I've found us some help."
"Oh, and just how do you know they can be trusted?"
"Trust me, they have no idea what's even going on. They aren't even from this planet." A snort could be heard.
Jen stood in front of a small brown desk with a middle-aged man sitting behind it, slightly graying hair laying flat on his head. He wore a black suit and a blue tie. Jen stared at the wall behind him.
"They are waiting outside to speak with you."
"Oh, well I shall after I'm through with you. Why were you in Sanria? You're orders were to be in Marnivra."
"My orders were to find and take out Aerick Bosnar, and he was not in Marnivra. He was in Sanria."
"That's why I sent Damon there." Jen paused.
"You what?! My orders were for Damon to go to Farndel."
"I changed them."
"Why did you send him there?"
"To alert the Mayor and start an evacuation."
"Where is he now?" She demanded, slamming her fist on the desk.
"Jen, calm yourself."
"Where. . . is he," she said, through gritted teeth. He looked down.
"I'm sorry, but he never made it out."
A scream could be heard through the door and they all jumped back a bit. Jen through the door opened, storming out, her eyes flaring a dangerous green colored. The door hit the wall so hard it slammed shut, only to be reopened a second later. Brenton stood in the doorway, watching Jen go.
"I'm sorry you had to see that. Jen just received some dreadful news. Shall we discuss some matters?" He beckoned for them to come in and talk with him. Cloud went in, telling the rest to wait for him.
Remember, get your characters in soon! I already have one in addition to mine and she is ready to go!!
Also, congratulations to Lynn, aka Revenge, the new character. She gets to introduce the Final Fantasy 8 people (that's alright about Amarent. I don't really have a problem with that. I just won't have her meeting them, because then I can play around with that later! ^_^) And Lynn is also the captain of her company (name yet to be decided, eh.)
Okay, I forgot to mention Nickname on the list, if you character has one. Also, the first few people to send on in will get to find the next Final Fantasy people, which would be 8 next. ^_~. Also, I decided that if someone's character REALLY like one of the others, for whatever reason, then if there aren't many that like that person, I don't mind writing it in. But, when if comes time for them to go home (if ever. . .LOL) then they would have to split. Anyway, PLEASE send yours in. I know some of you out there have always wished YOU were in the game. Now's your chance!!
BTW: Yes there will be language. This has Cid in it. Curse words revolve around Cid, and I don't like blocking them out because it just doesn't make the story seem as. . .I don't know, as professional. So bear with them. Sorry. ^_~
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Jen drove on, Cid, Vincent, Tifa, and Nanaki all sitting in the car, wondering why they decided to go with her.
"I just fuckin' realized somethin'. Why the FUCK are we trustin' her?" Cid asked, eyeing her nervously. He sat in the front next to her.
"Because I'm the only one you saw, and I have no reason to lie. Which makes me wonder why I'm trusting the lot of you."
"Because of me." Nanaki said simply. It was true. Had it not been for the giant red wolf-like creature with them she would have simply killed them. She smirked and pressed her foot all the way down, the car speeding easily over one hundred. Cid looked out the window and watched as the houses disappeared and they were in open plains.
"Is it safe to be out in the open like this?" Vincent asked warily.
"Of course. Roadkill has missiles attatched. She comes fully equipped." Cid laughed hysterically.
"Roadkill, great name." He took a cigarette and lit it. Jen glared at him and reached over, ripping it out of his mouth.
"What th'fuck was that for?"
"I don't allow smoking in my car. My truck, fine, but the car, absolutely not." She opened the window and threw it out. Cloud passed it on his bike and laughed.
"I was starting to like you," Cid grumbled, and turned to watch the window pass. Jen snorted and flicked the radio on, nothing but static, and inserted a CD. The music blared from the radio, and Nanaki jumped.
"Sorry," Jen mumbled, turning it down a bit. She frowned, wishing she could turn the music up as loud as she could, drown out the images of the day. She started to sing along with the song, eyes narrowed. Cid watched her, frightened. He turned to look at Vincent behind him, who was feeling rather sympathetic for the girl. She looked like she was in pain.
Jen drove on until a red light went on overhead. She sighed and turned off the radio, pulling down a little screen, flipping her cell phone open. "This is Jennifer Hynes."
"Jennifer, what are you doing? You were due back a few hours ago," the voice said. She sighed.
"Fuck off. I had a few errands to run first." Cid held back a laugh at her language.
"And what, may I ask would those be? Were you in Sanria?"
"Yes, I was. It is completely destroyed, everyone either ran or was killed in the first few blasts."
"You shouldn't have been there."
"Like I said, fuck off." She shut her phone, and the image of the man on the screen disappeared, flipping back up into the roof. Cid burst out laughing.
"Looks like someone is in trouble with her superiors."
"They are not my superiors. They are not direct members of the National Allegiance. I was hired by them to take out Aerick Bosnar, one of the leaders of the Archon Circle. He was supposed to be in Marnivra, but he never showed. That's when Sanria was blown up. Because of me, hundreds of thousands died. I made a mistake."
"So what were you doing in Sanria if it was already gone?"
". . ." Cid looked at her, almost feeling sorry. She took on the look Vincent used when atoning for his sins.
"So what is the Archon Circle, exactly?"
"I was going to wait until Headquarters, and let them tell you, but I might as well. They probably won't tell you a damn thing. Fifty years ago ten men, all from different countries, came together and formed a group they called the Archon Circle. These men were set on taking over the world and dividing it between them. Somehow they mangaged to get millions of people to follow them, though how we do not know. They started waging war in all the countries, killing innocents by the thousands, with their high- tech machines and androids."
"So why are you fighting?" Vincent asked quietly.
". . . They killed my parents." Everyone got quiet. "They were working for the NA on some secret project, and were given the option of working for the Archon Circle. They said no, and were killed when that city was destroyed."
"I'm sorry. How old were you?"
"Thirteen," she said through gritted teeth. She frowned and flicked the CD player back on, the music blaring this time. Nanaki crouched down and buried his ears under his paws, drowning out the noise.
They traveled without talking for another hour when they finally reached a small village, filled with people. Jen slowed down and turned the music off, pulling in. The people froze and watched them warily. She got of the car, shoving the keys in her pocket, carefully concealing her guns. She smiled at them and held her hands out. They turned and got back to their work. Cloud and Yuffie rolled up on the motorcycle, Yuffie's green fading to her normal tone.
"Why are we stopping?"
"Because Roadkill needs gas, and frankly, I'm hungry." She said, and entered a small tavern. Smoke billowed out behind her and Cid grinned, finally able to smoke Nanaki leapt out of the car gracefully, watched by all the people, some shuffling away. Jen poked her head back out and watched Nanaki. "Don't talk." He watched a toddler as she waddled her way over to him.
"Wheee! Mon chat!" Jen laughed as the little girl grabbed Nanaki and hugged him. He tried not to make any moves.
"How cute. She thinks you're a cat." Nanaki silently raged at being called a cat, Jen stepping back outside with interest. Another little kid came over.
"No, il est un chien," the boy pointed out.
"Now they think you're a dog."
"That's closer." He grumbled. The girl smiled as the mother came and picked her up.
"Au revoir, mon chat!" Nanaki couldn't help smile despite himself. Jen grinned and went inside, while Tifa waited with Nanaki.
"Bonjour! What can I get you ma'am."
Jen counted silently in her head. "Six cokes." The man nodded.
"Please tell me this coke is an alcoholic beverage."
Jen frowned. "You can have a beer when we get back to headquarters, not now." The cigarette perched on his lip while he frowned.
"First no smoking, now no drinking."
"Look, I don't care if you drink, but if your mind isn't clear when we get back, they'll kill you." She took the cokes and handed one to Cid and Vincent, who was trying to conceal his arm. He glanced around the people looking at him suspiciously.
"This stuff isn't too bad," Cid commented as he took a sip. She grinned.
"What did you think it would be, poison?"
They sat outside and finished their soda's while Jen took her cell phone and tried to make calls. "Shit."
"What's wrong?" Vincent asked.
"I can't get a hold of some of my company." She sighed and clipped the phone back on her belt, just as it rang. She snatched it up and looked at the number. "Bennett, where is Damon? Is he back yet?" She tilted her head, listening. "No? Keep trying. I'll be back at two hours, tops." She shut the phone, hanging her head. "He shouldn't have been gone this long."
"Who's Damon?" Tifa asked. Jen looked at her.
"He's my second, my Combat Specialist."
"What?"
"Never mind." Jen stood.
"Is it not good that he's not answering?" Tifa asked. Jen turned to her.
". . ."
After they finished the soda Jen stood and motioned for them all to get in the car, her face not showing any emotion. They got in, and Cloud and Yuffie got back on the bike. She sped off towards headquarters. The phone rang again, screen flipping down.
"Sypher reporting, Captain."
"Good. Where's Damon?"
"He. . . isn't back yet?"
"I wouldn't know, seeing as I am not there yet either."
"No ma'am. I have neither heard from nor seen him."
"Keep checking."
"Right away." The screen flipped back up into the roof and Jen shut the phone.
"Captain?" Cid asked. Jen kept her eyes on the road.
". . ."
Jen finally pulled up to a tall building. She flipped open the ashtray in the car, revealing a red button. She pushed it, and the ground below them shook slightly as the car lowered quickly. For a minute it was pitch black, until lights over head came on. Jen drove until she found a spot, getting out. Cloud parked the bike next to her car.
"Let's go. I'll take you to Brenton." They followed her down a dimly lit hall to an elevator. They stepped in and she waited.
"Identification." A computerized voice said.
"Jennifer Hynes."
"Number."
"Four Seven Three." The elevator descended quickly, dragging them deep into the Earth. She stepped out and they followed her cautious. She held her gun out at her side when Cid realized he didn't have the Venus Gospel.
"Aw, shit! Venus Gospel's still in the fuckin' car!"
"If you came in here with a spear, you would have been killed. It's bad enough he has a giant sword." Jen said, narrowing her eyes. She walked to an unmarked door and pushed it open. A man stood leaning against the wall near another door. She nodded to him.
"Lynn back yet?" She asked.
"Who?" Jen sighed.
"Lynn, Revenge?"
"Oh! No, not yet. She's still scouting Duramont."
"Wasn't she scheduled back an hour ago?"
"Well, uh, you were scheduled back five hours ago. What makes you think she's going to listen if you don't?" Jen gave an evil looking half smile. She held onto her revolver and pulled back the hammer, raising it. He started to sweat.
"Aw, come on Jenny. Let's not play this again."
"Bennett, how many times have I told you NOT to call me Jenny?"
"Not enough." He walked up to her, pushed the revolver out of his way and left the room. Jen walked up the door, replacing the revolver and knocked sharply.
"You wait here," she said, and strode into the room, shutting the door behind her. They waited, and listened.
"YOU WERE DUE BACK OVER FIVE HOURS AGO! WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN!"
"Finding replacements."
"What do you mean by that?"
"I've found us some help."
"Oh, and just how do you know they can be trusted?"
"Trust me, they have no idea what's even going on. They aren't even from this planet." A snort could be heard.
Jen stood in front of a small brown desk with a middle-aged man sitting behind it, slightly graying hair laying flat on his head. He wore a black suit and a blue tie. Jen stared at the wall behind him.
"They are waiting outside to speak with you."
"Oh, well I shall after I'm through with you. Why were you in Sanria? You're orders were to be in Marnivra."
"My orders were to find and take out Aerick Bosnar, and he was not in Marnivra. He was in Sanria."
"That's why I sent Damon there." Jen paused.
"You what?! My orders were for Damon to go to Farndel."
"I changed them."
"Why did you send him there?"
"To alert the Mayor and start an evacuation."
"Where is he now?" She demanded, slamming her fist on the desk.
"Jen, calm yourself."
"Where. . . is he," she said, through gritted teeth. He looked down.
"I'm sorry, but he never made it out."
A scream could be heard through the door and they all jumped back a bit. Jen through the door opened, storming out, her eyes flaring a dangerous green colored. The door hit the wall so hard it slammed shut, only to be reopened a second later. Brenton stood in the doorway, watching Jen go.
"I'm sorry you had to see that. Jen just received some dreadful news. Shall we discuss some matters?" He beckoned for them to come in and talk with him. Cloud went in, telling the rest to wait for him.
Remember, get your characters in soon! I already have one in addition to mine and she is ready to go!!