Sephi: "Part three has begun at long last. Amidamaru, where are you?"
Amida: "making out with my ghost chic." *moans heard from background*
Sephi: "Yo, take that outside, we don't need you doing that in here."
Amida: "YOH!?? WHERE ARE YOU???" *floats around madly searching for his lost shaman*
Sephi: ".He's not gonna be commenting for me today, due to emotional trauma. So instead, somebody else from the story shall join us for this chapter." *rummages through box* "And taking over for Amidamaru is. Sephiroth
*Sephiroth walks into the room*
Sephiroth: "What do you request of me master?"
Sephi: "I don't own you or anything like that. Just hang out while I write this and look pretty for the ladies." *Pack of fangirls (plus one fanguy) appear out of nowhere and swoon*
Sephiroth: *pulls out Masamune* "Don't make me use this!"
Sephi: "On to the story now."
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War of the White-Haired Bishounen: Part treize (Gundam wing humor, sucks huh?)
The mysterious dark man who was hosting the tournament was pondering whether he should have an all out melee or paired matches, when his assistant walked in with his clothes in taters.
"Sir, the warriors are becoming restless. Shouldn't we begin the tournament now?"
"Idiot assistant, there's still a minute to go. And I don't know how to procede with the match. I may be really evil around people, but I can never make a solid choice. Now go away so I can think."
"But sir."
"No buts minion." The trenchcoat man said, "Go to your room and stay there until I need you for something important. Infact, go kill yourself, because I have no further need for you. In fact, I never needed you in the first place, so just die will ya."
"Umm, then why did you hire me in the first place?"
"Because I felt like it, monkey face."
"Hey, just because my mom was a chimp doesn't mean you can tease me like that (.I don't wanna know what his dad was smoking.), and one thing before I commit suicide: What the hell's your name?"
"Why minion, it's quite simple" he said as he opened a trap door under the assistant's feet and he fell into a pit filled with scarabs from "The Mummy". "My name is Sephiyasha. I am the guy writing this fanfiction as we speak, and I am the ultimate being in the universe."
*Sephiroth smacks Sephiyasha upside the head*
Sephiroth: "What??? You mean that you're the evil guy who scares Sessho- maru? Damn, that guy must be a major wimp to be scared of you"
*hot white-haired cast laughs in the background, minus sessho-maru*
Sephiyasha: "Hey, don't diss the demon. He kicks ass. And this is just a fiction anyway. In reality, he'd kill me with one swift motion I'm sure."
Amida: "Hey guys, can we get back to the fiction now?"
Sephi: "oh yeah. on to the next scene then."
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A minute was left before the tournament was to begin. The warriors were sitting around being bored. Dante was glaring at Sephiroth, as he did likewise back, and everyone was watching with unbelieveable interest.
"Do you think they'll start attacking each other when the tournament starts?" Bakura asked
"They'll probably kill each other right now if one or the other blinks funny." Zechs replied, sipping tea with a mountain of sugar in it.
"Hey, you in love with sugar or somethin?" Vicious growled
"I fight better if I'm on a sugar high. Trust me, it works better than any drugs."
"Really?" Vicious and Bakura ask
"Yup."
"Hmmm." *they toss several illegal drugs behind them and reach for a bag of sugar at their feet*
Meanwhile, Dante has walked over to Sephiroth and squated down in front of him. Sephiroth's cold eyes stab into Dante's as they glare at each other murderously. Then as the tension hits a peak, Dante speaks.
"When we fight, I want to be able to use all weapons at my disposal, and I want you to do the same."
"Why's that?" Sephiroth asked
"Because anyone can be a powerful swordsman, but to be a legendary warrior such as yourself, you must use all you have to win against someone as good as or better than you."
"That's not entirely true. You see, what makes the warrior legendary is not how many things he uses to win, but how he breaks through the semingly unbeatable with nothing more than a single tool, such as his own power to fly, or a blade that is dulled against an army with superior firepower. And by the way, did you notice that two of our combatants don't use swords?"
"Hmm? I never noticed." Dante mused. "musta slipped my mind. Or perhaps, I just didn't care."
"fool, you will be defeated by your first opponent with that attitude." Sephiroth mused back. "I pity you, O moron of a thousand idiocies."
"Kinda poetic, ain'tcha?"
"If you wanna call it that."
Suddenly, Sephiyasha emerged from the sky, and landed soundlessly next to the two warriors. This had the effect of making everyone fall backwards in fright because not only was he freaky, but they had been so focused on Dante and Sephiroth that they hadn't been expecting his sudden arrival.
"Are you all ready to begin the tournament?" Sephiyasha asked
"About time," Amidamaru groaned, "Another minute of waiting and I would have simply vanished to somewhere else."
"My, aren't you an impatient ghost today," Sephiyasha mused (everyone is musing today), "And what about you Sessho-maru? You've been quite since I left. What's on your mind?"
"..It's none of your business, let's just begin the fight already."
"Fine then, shall I explain how this shall work?"
"Uh, yeah, how else to you expect this thing to get going?" Dante chuckled."
"Rrrriiiiggghhhttt. so then, first off, you'll all be paired onto twos, myself included, since there is an odd number, and."
"Excuse me, but I heard that there was a tournament going on. May I intrude in on it?"
At those words, another White-haired man dropped from the sky, wearing what looked like a large old English coat, and under it an old English suit, all crimsom and black. This man was not only White-haired, but white skinned too (albino white), and he carried a whip in his right hand (Kinky, ne?). He strutted over to the group, and bowed.
"And who are you anyway?" Sephiyasha asked
"My name is Juste Belmont, and I will beat all of you with this whip of mine, passed down from generations. I hope you don't mind me joining, because I'm not backing out."
"Hmmm. Actually, this is perfect. Now I don't have to fight in the battles myself. So the battles shall start as follows: Dante/Zechs, Bakura/Vicious, Sephiroth/Amidamaru, and Sessho-maru/Juste. And now, let the War of the White-Haired Bishounen commence.
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Sephi: .In the next chapter.. Muhahahahaha"
Amida: "You are the essence of evil, you know that ne?"
Sephi: "Duh, that's why I exist."
Sephiroth: "Great, will it take you less than two weeks to write?"
Sephi: "Why yes. Infact, there'll be another chapter up within two days."
Dante: "you shitting me?"
Sephi: "Watch yo language man. I wanna keep this thing PG-13 as long as I can.
Amida: "see ya next episode"
Amida: "making out with my ghost chic." *moans heard from background*
Sephi: "Yo, take that outside, we don't need you doing that in here."
Amida: "YOH!?? WHERE ARE YOU???" *floats around madly searching for his lost shaman*
Sephi: ".He's not gonna be commenting for me today, due to emotional trauma. So instead, somebody else from the story shall join us for this chapter." *rummages through box* "And taking over for Amidamaru is. Sephiroth
*Sephiroth walks into the room*
Sephiroth: "What do you request of me master?"
Sephi: "I don't own you or anything like that. Just hang out while I write this and look pretty for the ladies." *Pack of fangirls (plus one fanguy) appear out of nowhere and swoon*
Sephiroth: *pulls out Masamune* "Don't make me use this!"
Sephi: "On to the story now."
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War of the White-Haired Bishounen: Part treize (Gundam wing humor, sucks huh?)
The mysterious dark man who was hosting the tournament was pondering whether he should have an all out melee or paired matches, when his assistant walked in with his clothes in taters.
"Sir, the warriors are becoming restless. Shouldn't we begin the tournament now?"
"Idiot assistant, there's still a minute to go. And I don't know how to procede with the match. I may be really evil around people, but I can never make a solid choice. Now go away so I can think."
"But sir."
"No buts minion." The trenchcoat man said, "Go to your room and stay there until I need you for something important. Infact, go kill yourself, because I have no further need for you. In fact, I never needed you in the first place, so just die will ya."
"Umm, then why did you hire me in the first place?"
"Because I felt like it, monkey face."
"Hey, just because my mom was a chimp doesn't mean you can tease me like that (.I don't wanna know what his dad was smoking.), and one thing before I commit suicide: What the hell's your name?"
"Why minion, it's quite simple" he said as he opened a trap door under the assistant's feet and he fell into a pit filled with scarabs from "The Mummy". "My name is Sephiyasha. I am the guy writing this fanfiction as we speak, and I am the ultimate being in the universe."
*Sephiroth smacks Sephiyasha upside the head*
Sephiroth: "What??? You mean that you're the evil guy who scares Sessho- maru? Damn, that guy must be a major wimp to be scared of you"
*hot white-haired cast laughs in the background, minus sessho-maru*
Sephiyasha: "Hey, don't diss the demon. He kicks ass. And this is just a fiction anyway. In reality, he'd kill me with one swift motion I'm sure."
Amida: "Hey guys, can we get back to the fiction now?"
Sephi: "oh yeah. on to the next scene then."
*********************************************
A minute was left before the tournament was to begin. The warriors were sitting around being bored. Dante was glaring at Sephiroth, as he did likewise back, and everyone was watching with unbelieveable interest.
"Do you think they'll start attacking each other when the tournament starts?" Bakura asked
"They'll probably kill each other right now if one or the other blinks funny." Zechs replied, sipping tea with a mountain of sugar in it.
"Hey, you in love with sugar or somethin?" Vicious growled
"I fight better if I'm on a sugar high. Trust me, it works better than any drugs."
"Really?" Vicious and Bakura ask
"Yup."
"Hmmm." *they toss several illegal drugs behind them and reach for a bag of sugar at their feet*
Meanwhile, Dante has walked over to Sephiroth and squated down in front of him. Sephiroth's cold eyes stab into Dante's as they glare at each other murderously. Then as the tension hits a peak, Dante speaks.
"When we fight, I want to be able to use all weapons at my disposal, and I want you to do the same."
"Why's that?" Sephiroth asked
"Because anyone can be a powerful swordsman, but to be a legendary warrior such as yourself, you must use all you have to win against someone as good as or better than you."
"That's not entirely true. You see, what makes the warrior legendary is not how many things he uses to win, but how he breaks through the semingly unbeatable with nothing more than a single tool, such as his own power to fly, or a blade that is dulled against an army with superior firepower. And by the way, did you notice that two of our combatants don't use swords?"
"Hmm? I never noticed." Dante mused. "musta slipped my mind. Or perhaps, I just didn't care."
"fool, you will be defeated by your first opponent with that attitude." Sephiroth mused back. "I pity you, O moron of a thousand idiocies."
"Kinda poetic, ain'tcha?"
"If you wanna call it that."
Suddenly, Sephiyasha emerged from the sky, and landed soundlessly next to the two warriors. This had the effect of making everyone fall backwards in fright because not only was he freaky, but they had been so focused on Dante and Sephiroth that they hadn't been expecting his sudden arrival.
"Are you all ready to begin the tournament?" Sephiyasha asked
"About time," Amidamaru groaned, "Another minute of waiting and I would have simply vanished to somewhere else."
"My, aren't you an impatient ghost today," Sephiyasha mused (everyone is musing today), "And what about you Sessho-maru? You've been quite since I left. What's on your mind?"
"..It's none of your business, let's just begin the fight already."
"Fine then, shall I explain how this shall work?"
"Uh, yeah, how else to you expect this thing to get going?" Dante chuckled."
"Rrrriiiiggghhhttt. so then, first off, you'll all be paired onto twos, myself included, since there is an odd number, and."
"Excuse me, but I heard that there was a tournament going on. May I intrude in on it?"
At those words, another White-haired man dropped from the sky, wearing what looked like a large old English coat, and under it an old English suit, all crimsom and black. This man was not only White-haired, but white skinned too (albino white), and he carried a whip in his right hand (Kinky, ne?). He strutted over to the group, and bowed.
"And who are you anyway?" Sephiyasha asked
"My name is Juste Belmont, and I will beat all of you with this whip of mine, passed down from generations. I hope you don't mind me joining, because I'm not backing out."
"Hmmm. Actually, this is perfect. Now I don't have to fight in the battles myself. So the battles shall start as follows: Dante/Zechs, Bakura/Vicious, Sephiroth/Amidamaru, and Sessho-maru/Juste. And now, let the War of the White-Haired Bishounen commence.
***********************************************************
Sephi: .In the next chapter.. Muhahahahaha"
Amida: "You are the essence of evil, you know that ne?"
Sephi: "Duh, that's why I exist."
Sephiroth: "Great, will it take you less than two weeks to write?"
Sephi: "Why yes. Infact, there'll be another chapter up within two days."
Dante: "you shitting me?"
Sephi: "Watch yo language man. I wanna keep this thing PG-13 as long as I can.
Amida: "see ya next episode"