They walk a ways and get to a playground.
AirHead: Let's rest a bit.
They lay down on a slide.
CLUUUCCCCCCK!!!
Air: What was that??!!
AirHead: Look.
Air turns and sees Tiara in a cart being pulled by a Charcoal-bowl (not a real one, a chocobo with one of my weirdo names).
Air: I've gotta' rescue her. But not now, I'll just lay here a bit.
A few minutes later...
Air: Lets go!
They run a ways and get to a huge run-down "city"
AirHead: This place is scary. Where are we anyway?
Air: This is the K-Market. It's where horny perverts come to hang out.
AirHead: Let's go find Tiara!
Air: She's probably at the Honey Tree Inn.
AirHead: That sounds like something out of Winne the Pooh.
Air: This is already the most cliche'd game in existance; it doesn't hurt to steal something else.
They run to the Honey Tree Inn
AirHead: This is not an Inn.
Air: Shut up. (To owner) You know a girl named Tiara?
Owner: She went to Long MoldyFolk's Manor.
AirHead: That's the dumbest name in existance.
Owner: SHUT UP!
Air: Does that- *is strangled by AirHead*
They go up to the mansion
Guard: Hey, You got a nice little sweetheart to add to Long's collection.
AirHead: We want to see Tiara.
Guard: You can go in, but you won't see her for long. Long chooses one girl a day. The winner has fun in bed with him. The losers are fed to his pet.
AirHead: Uhh.
They go in
Guard: HOLD IT! You can't go in man. Long ain't in to yaoi.
Air: I wasn't going to-
Guard: Go Away
Air: Start using periods.
Guard: *Pushes Air out of the way.*
AirHead comes out
AirHead: Hold on. I got a cute friend I wanna' bring.
She goes over to Air
AirHead: Air, I've got an idea. We dress you up as a girl.
Air: WHAT??!! EVEN FOR ME, THAT'S INSULTING! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU! YOU WANT ME TO GIVE UP MY DIGNITY LIKE THAT??!! I'LL, I'LL, I'LL, do it, I'm bored.
AirHead: Good. Let's go to the dress shop.
They do
Air: I'd like a dress.
Lady: I Don't work here.
Air: Manager, give me a dress.
Manager: I would, but my dad designs the dresses. And he's spent every night drinking at the tavern.
Air: I would too if MY son owned a dress shop. Why don't you get him.
Manager: I have to make sure nobody steals anything.
AirHead: Nobody would want to steal anything here. Trust Me.
Air: So, We're off on a sidequest to find your dad even though we could easily bust in and take Tiara by force.
Manager: Pretty much.
Air: Damn it!
AirHead: Let's rest a bit.
They lay down on a slide.
CLUUUCCCCCCK!!!
Air: What was that??!!
AirHead: Look.
Air turns and sees Tiara in a cart being pulled by a Charcoal-bowl (not a real one, a chocobo with one of my weirdo names).
Air: I've gotta' rescue her. But not now, I'll just lay here a bit.
A few minutes later...
Air: Lets go!
They run a ways and get to a huge run-down "city"
AirHead: This place is scary. Where are we anyway?
Air: This is the K-Market. It's where horny perverts come to hang out.
AirHead: Let's go find Tiara!
Air: She's probably at the Honey Tree Inn.
AirHead: That sounds like something out of Winne the Pooh.
Air: This is already the most cliche'd game in existance; it doesn't hurt to steal something else.
They run to the Honey Tree Inn
AirHead: This is not an Inn.
Air: Shut up. (To owner) You know a girl named Tiara?
Owner: She went to Long MoldyFolk's Manor.
AirHead: That's the dumbest name in existance.
Owner: SHUT UP!
Air: Does that- *is strangled by AirHead*
They go up to the mansion
Guard: Hey, You got a nice little sweetheart to add to Long's collection.
AirHead: We want to see Tiara.
Guard: You can go in, but you won't see her for long. Long chooses one girl a day. The winner has fun in bed with him. The losers are fed to his pet.
AirHead: Uhh.
They go in
Guard: HOLD IT! You can't go in man. Long ain't in to yaoi.
Air: I wasn't going to-
Guard: Go Away
Air: Start using periods.
Guard: *Pushes Air out of the way.*
AirHead comes out
AirHead: Hold on. I got a cute friend I wanna' bring.
She goes over to Air
AirHead: Air, I've got an idea. We dress you up as a girl.
Air: WHAT??!! EVEN FOR ME, THAT'S INSULTING! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU! YOU WANT ME TO GIVE UP MY DIGNITY LIKE THAT??!! I'LL, I'LL, I'LL, do it, I'm bored.
AirHead: Good. Let's go to the dress shop.
They do
Air: I'd like a dress.
Lady: I Don't work here.
Air: Manager, give me a dress.
Manager: I would, but my dad designs the dresses. And he's spent every night drinking at the tavern.
Air: I would too if MY son owned a dress shop. Why don't you get him.
Manager: I have to make sure nobody steals anything.
AirHead: Nobody would want to steal anything here. Trust Me.
Air: So, We're off on a sidequest to find your dad even though we could easily bust in and take Tiara by force.
Manager: Pretty much.
Air: Damn it!
