Final Fantasy VII rights Squaresoft does own; I do not. Please RandR, or may Sephiroth take your soul.
More Costa del Sol talk, but I can't just skip this part, so you'll have to endure this until we get to some action. And for all who ask, ì.í Yes! I've always spelled blonde with an "e" at the end! I have European writing tendencies! And once again, this is not an MST! It may follow the script, but it was not ripped off, and is entirely hand written, and is not... yah... You know the story. Nyah! This chapter is so long, it's making me dizzy... ;.; I decided to bring back the little blue text boxes with conversational choices. No apparent reason. Just because.
The Dance of the Chocobos: Waltz de Chocobo and Hojo's Breeding Grounds
Aah... that's better. So the others were getting creeped out by the chanting, which resembled Latin. Well, needless to say, it's bad for a business to have creepy little clones chanting and scaring away customers, so the director uses her PHS to call up the ICVG (the Insane Conglomeration of Villainous Gits). On the other line, a greasy monkey man picks up the phone, one hand covering the mouth of a poor "last of her species" Antique... (Nyuk! Evil word play on Ancient!). The director, who's had to deal with such things before, requests his greatest genetic splice. Well, the greasy monkey has to think about this one. What's his most diobolical genetic work yet? So he thinks for a while (breeding crosses his mind, but that would take too long), and then he figures it out!
Ah! No! Computer, don't crash on me no---
Crystal and Katie are down at the beach, when who pops up but the Bottomswell.
Crystal: I thought I smelled something funny.
Bottomswell: Well, it'th not me. I jutht took a bath yethterday.
Katie looks around, and spots a small crowd of people.
Katie: I think it's coming from over there.
Crystal goes over and peers over everyone's head (as she just happens to be the tallest girl in the entire gaming world, and is, actually, taller than a lot of guys, too, including Cloud by an inch...) and sees, surrounded by girls, Hojo himself.
Crystal: HOJO! mumble Only he could smell so bad... The slime ball...
Hojo: Yes...? Oh! Pretty Lucrecia lady! Come to me::purrr:
Crystal: Sorry, I'm Vincent's.
Hojo: How does he do it? He had Lucrecia when he was a lowly Turks, and now, thirty years and no publicity later, a Lucrecia look alike likes him AGAIN! Maybe I should have killed him.
Crystal: Or you could breed him with a...
She puffs up her chest.
Crystal: Female Sephiroth clone to create a race of super-humans! Then, you could develop a chip to implant into their brains so you can control them, along with the entire human race!
Hojo: ...nice thought, but I didn't make any female Sephiroth clones. Women are weak.
Crystal: ì.í What did you just say?
Hojo: Women are weak.
Crystal: Ò.Ó I AM NOT WEAK!
Hojo cowers.
Hojo: W-would you like to be my next experiment for a female Sephiroth clone to breed with my first ever genetic splicing experiment::smilesmilesmile:
Crystal: Give me your PHS number and I'll get back to you on it.
Crowd of girls: Hojo! We want your number too!
Hojo::smirk: Sorry, ladies, this is strictly business. Here you are...
A little blue text box appears that says: Crystal recieved "Hojo's Private PHS Number"!
Hojo: Ahh... I didn't catch what they call you...
Crystal: Crystal. Remember my name. You'll be screaming it later.
...O.O...
Crystal: Ahh... sorry. Automatic response. ; Heh...
Hojo grips his chest.
Hojo: Too... much...ex..cite.men...t... :huff huff:
He pulls Crystal onto his lap.
Hojo: I must have you! Sleep with me tonight, and we shall breed our OWN race, Crystal!
He tries to reach down her bikini bottoms.
Crystal: Hands off the red rhinestone panties.
Hojo: Aww... :mumbling: Must breed... must breed... must breed...
Katie: PAY ATTENTION TO THE CUTE TWELVE-YEAR-OLD!
Aww... the growing pains of having your big sister as the authoress... I am SO doing this on purpose.
Katie: That's it, I'm getting back in the bag. I'd rather talk to Number 12.
Crystal goes and picks up the bag and waives adieu to the Bottomswell.
Crystal: It was nice to see you again. Stay healthy, and I'll try and see you again near Gongaga, okay?
Bottomswell: It'th a date.
Crystal: No it's not!
She walks towards the pier.
Crystal: singing ...Positive people live longer. Don't be negative, just be positive. :whistle: Time to wreak some havoc.
Meanwhile, back in the town, Cloud is running around talking to people::sigh: again...
Guy near the plane: Hey! Spread out, all of you, out! Put any fingerprints, scratches, or dents in that plane and I'll put one in your head!
Cloud saunters up to it and punches it, causing a huge dent to form.
Guy near the plane: IDIOT!
He puts a dent in Cloud's head.
Guy near the plane: Da plane, da plane! That's something you'll never be able to do in your lifetime.
Cloud reaches into his pocket and discovers a lone rotten egg.
Cloud: ì.í
Aah... it looks like Crystal's and Angael's tendencies are rubbing off onto Cloud... è.é (Woo... I'm getting better at my faces...)
Guy near the plane: So you just watch from a distance... and wish. BLAARRARARRARARGGHRG!
He's pelted with the rotten egg.
Guy near the plane: YOU... DIE!
Scene music::chase: Ba da baaaaaaahh ba ba ba da ba baaaaaaahh da bah...
Cloud::as Goofy: Yaaaaa ho ho ho hoi!
The guy runs out of breath as he doesn't exercise much... just polishes the plane.
Lady near the plane: He's quite handsome, isn't he?...
Cloud: Sure is... huh?
Lady near the plane: Oh, don't worry, I'm not talking about you.
Cloud: HEY!
Lady near the plane: I'm talking about President Rufus. Charming, rich, blonde...
Crystal busts in.
Crystal: You know what, I think we're finally beginning to break the bonds of programmers! Just you wait, pretty soon, the Angael/April/Crystal gaming virus will take full effect and the written program will be abandoned all together! BWA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA :cough: Haaaa... :squeak:
Lady near the plane::robotically: He even looks good in a double- breasted suit.
Cloud: Don't we all.
Crystal: I wore a double-breasted dress shirt like Vincent's once. They're very slimming. That's why girls don't wear them. Makes 'em look flat chested. And I LIKE my boobs!
She sticks 'em out.
Scene music::battle: won Bah bababa bah bah ba baba!
Cloud: You are one WIERD little cookie.
Crystal: Mmmm... cookie... :drool:
Sailor: Rufus complimented me on my job! Wow! I guess it pays to do good work.
Cloud: Do you think he's gonna remember you? Do you think he's gonna give you a raise? Do you think you're gonna get promoted? STAND IN LINE, YOU LOWLY GRUNT!
Sailor: Wow! You sound just like my mom!
Cloud: X.X;
Crystal: Gah! Here It comEs... I'M gOnNA... ARGH!
She falls over.
Cloud and the sailor: ¬.¬;
Aah... That's how I like MY raw insanity: still mooing. Cloud heads towards the ShinRa card shark... er... manager.
ShinRa manager: Oh, oh, oh! TOO MANY HYPERRRRZZZ!
Cloud: CONTAIN YOURSELF, MAN! SLAP!
ShinRa manager: SLAPPED! Owwwww... That's it! I'm gonna quit this company! I mean it. I'm really gonna quit!
Crystal: -.-; You sound just like Yuffers.
Cloud: Who?
Crystal: YUFFERS!
Cloud: Don't you mean Yuffie?
That only works when there's an "F" sound in the name, doesn't it? I mean, think about it. Takui's got her Sephers, we've got our Yuffers... ¬.¬; The ShinRa card... DANG IT! MANAGER! huff huff huff Ahem... runs off towards the water.
ShinRa manager: Heidegger's such an idiot!
Cloud: Can I second that?
Crystal: No.
Cloud: Oh.
ShinRa manager: And Rufus, acting all big! God, that sure felt good...
Crystal: Mr. Easy-to-Pleasey.
Ah... I think Heidegger pushed this next guy into the water...
Sailor: Damn. I'm soaking wet down to my underwear.
Crystal: Eww... underwear! Gross!
Sailor: Riight... Oops! You must be those AVALANCHE guys! Quick! Let's get outta here! Heidegger's in charge of the transport ship. That's tough for both of us.
Cloud: Ô.o And I bet you think we can't handle him, right?
Sailor: Trust me, man. Your sword would bounce right back into your face.
Cloud: ... ...ouch?
Meanwhile, back at the bar.
April::slurred: Hey... Angael... you still drinkin'?
Angael: ¬.¬ Oh, get off it. We've been drinking Shirley Temples.
April::slurred: Oh? Who shaish?
Angael's eyes hit the near empty bottle of rum in her hand.
Angael: GIMME THAT!
She grabs the bottle away from her.
Angael: You're not old enough to drink!
April: In Japan I am.
Angael: We're not in Japan.
April: In Germany I am.
Angael: We're not in Germany.
April: In Crystal's brain I am.
Angael: We're not in... oh wait. Yes we are.
She hands the bottle back to her.
April::as Jack Sparrow: But… why is the rum gone…?
Meanwhile, Cloud has busted into the ShinRa villa.
Crystal: Aah... Cloud's Villa...
Cloud: No... I don't OWN a villa. SOLDIER soldiers aren't paid THAT much.
Crystal: JUST YOU WAIT!
Cloud: Y-you're scaring me...
He talks to the guy lying on the bed.
Sleepy dude: What a fluffy bed... feels so great...
They head to the basement.
Manager: ...SNORE...SNORE...
Crystal: Geez... he doesn't have to yell...
Manager: Geez my lower back's killing me! Y, yes...sir! How do you do! I'm the Manager. Nice to meet you.
Cloud: Are you feeling alright? You're babbling.
Manager: Yes, I'm quite fine. Well, if you'll pardon me, I'll be leaving. Good-night. Oh, those items are free, so please help yourself.
The Manager doesn't move. After about 5 minutes, Cloud prods him.
Manager: Huh?
Cloud: You said you were leaving.
Manager: Oh. Good-night.
Cloud: Wait! You're supposed to leave...::sigh:
He finds a random person to speak to.
Random person: Say, aren't you bored?
A little blue text box appears with two choices. Crystal pushes the second choice. When the box disappears, she keeps pushing... ah... Cloud's nose, giving him this pug look.
Cloud: WILL YOU QUIT!
Random person: ANSWER THE QUESTION!
Cloud: Yeah, we fight a lot.
Random person: Isn't that good? You're just expecting too much.
Cloud: Like EXP, materia growth, items, gil...
Tourist guide: Here you are!
Cloud: Hey! How ya... bee..n...? Do I know you?
Tourist guide: The Costa del Sol tourist information guide.
Cloud: That's a lot of words for "escort".
Tourist guide: I know. What do you want to know?
A little blue text box appears with three choices. The same thing as before happens, only she's poking him in the eye.
Cloud::monotone: Ow.
Tourist guide: How may I help you?
Cloud pushes Crystal away from him.
Cloud: Ah... Show me around town.
Tourist guide: Wait a minute. I'm going to look for my guidebook. It says, Costa del Sol is the gateway to the west.
Cloud::whispering: She lives in the place and she still has to look it up... That's sad.
Tourist guide: And has a prominent world-renowned resort, which has been around for ages.
Crystal: Where! This place is only three scenes big!
Tourist guide: Scene?
Cloud: Just ignore her. She thinks this is an RPG.
Tourist guide: That loopy, huh?
Cloud: Seriously.
Denial for the rich, denial for the poor, for the good, and for the bad. Denial is a healthy sign that you're still breathing. DON'T BE NEGATIVE! JUST BE POSITIVE!
Tourist guide. Come on! I don't care about that.
Cloud: You make as much sense as she does.
He thumbs towards Crystal, who's chewing on a nearby sign and taking notes.
Crystal::writing: As of late, I have yet to taste any bitmaps that even remotely resemble the flavor of life. Sad... Truely sad... The sign tastes like... wood. Hmm... interesting. Perhaps this is a byproduct of one's imagination... A trick of the brain. From the outside, via video game, the world looks like VERY poor graphics... But once entered, it looks alike to the normal everyday world of you and I... Hmm... Flavor of life...
Tourist guide: If you want a good time, come to the beach! There are lots of beautiful women.
Yeah... all taken by Hojo.
Tourist guide: You wouldn't happen to be... rich?
Another little blue text box appears with choices. Crystal automatically pokes the first choice, then continues writing.
Crystal::writing: However, there are noticeably large discrepancies between the real world and the world of Final Fantasy VII... For example, text boxes, conversation choices, key items, infinite space for items (a problem that has been resolved in Final Fantasy X), battle sequences, screen music, and the ever-present "Programmer's Script."...
Cloud: Oh yeah...
Tourist guide: You're kidding! You can't tell just by looking.
Cloud: ì.í
Tourist guide: But I'll tell you just in case. After relaxing in Costa del Sol...
Katie pops out of Crystal's bag momentarily.
Katie: Which we'd BETTER not be doing for much longer...
Tourist guide: ...stop by the Gold Saucer. It's a rich and exciting place to play.
Crystal: Rich of course meaning it's not... Exciting of course meaning... it's not. Endorsements are fun to mess with.
Tourist guide: Head south to the Gold Saucer, and you'll find casinos and an amusement park.
Crystal: Casino's meaning Chocobo Racing and a moogle game, and amusement park meaning ONE roller coaster and a gondola ride.
Tourist guide: But if you're planning to walk, you'll have to cross the mountains and valleys.
Katie::sniggering: Slums and deserts...
Tourist guide: I wouldn't recommend it. But if you're on a vacation, you should go there at least once.
Come to think of it, why do you have to go to the Gold Saucer? Can't you just skip it and leave Barret behind? But then that would make Cait Sith an optional character, and there wouldn't be that whole Black Materia thing, because Cait Sith wouldn't be able to give his life to get it, and then Sephiroth wouldn't have gotten it, and Aerith wouldn't have died... DANG IT, BARRET! IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT! Ah... anyways, Cloud makes his way to the bar, where April and Angael are sitting on top of a table singing songs. They're still VERY drunk.
April::singing: Why'd you have to go and make me feel so CONSTIPATED!
Angael::singing: I see the way you're actin' like you're Sephy's grandma gets me so frustrated!
April and Angael: Achoo!
Mukki: We're all headin' over to the Gold Saucer now. We're gonna make a ton of money at the Chocobo races. Then we're gonna take a trip to Icicle Inn and snowboard.
Cloud: Break a leg.
Mukki: Thanks, bubby::huggle:
Cloud: GAH! No, really! Break your leg::huggled: Ah... Mukki! I can't... bre..a.the... :gasp:
Mukki's minion: Yeah, snowboarding's what's happening this year. I'm sick of surfing.
Cloud wiggles out of Mukki's strangle hold and walks towards the bar.
Hula girl: You want drink? Iz ok. You take time.
Red XIII saunters in.
Red XIII::huff puff: I can't stand hot places...
Katie: Then you should take off that fur coat!
Screen music: Da dum chhhhh!
Red XIII: You are a wastrel.
Crystal: OH! HE SAID WASTREL! Cuuuuute... :huggle:
Red XIII: Meow::purr: ... :huggled:
Cloud: How are you two doing?
April: ...HIC... Mm? Wanna order?
That's right. I gave them some of the original "Programmer's Script" lines. I'm so good...
Angael: We're outta that now. Please stop by later for a free sample of hair cement...
April and Angael fall over.
Crystal: …uh… guys? O.O;
Cloud returns to Mukki.
Cloud: I think you're safer than they are.
Mukki: I really like this town. You could walk around nearly naked, and no one'd look twice at you.
A fishmonger runs by and plows into Cloud. The guy's a loon. He shoves a guppy up Cloud's nose. I'm gonna see that one in my dreams...
Fishmonger: Hey! I thought you'd drop by.
He starts to count Cloud's spikes.
Fishmonger: That's 1, 2... 4 fishes all together... not bad.
Cloud runs away to a dark corner, where a man with a trench coat is waiting.
Weird guy: Hey... psst! Buddy!
Cloud: I DON'T WANT ANY DRUGS! GET AWAY FROM ME!
The weird guy opens his trench coat to reveal a bunch of weapons and armor.
Cloud: Oh.
Weird guy: Come on... please. If you don't buy from me... I can't make ends meet.
Cloud upgrades his weapons.
A little blue text box appears that says: Crystal received "Sonic Arrows"! Another little blue text box appears that says: Angael received "Jagged Edge"! Yet another little blue text box appears that says: April received "Steel Darts"! One more little blue text box appears that says: Katie received "Tiger Claw"!
Katie: Mrowr! Ffft!
Crystal: Heel!
They all leave the bar and see two ladies standing outside. They try to stop themselves, but they can't help but listen in on their conversation.
Ms. Venezuela: Shall we play our hand around here?
Ms. Panama: Not yet. Remember, no compromises.
Ms. Venezuela: You're right. After all, this trip was expensive.
Ms. Panama: But only your average Joes are trying to pick us up.
Crystal: Where there's Joe, there's Teioh! TEIOH! WHERE ARE YOUUUUU!
Remember, Teioh is Joe's chocobo. He's the weird Spanish Zorro dude. Right? Right?
Ms. Venezuela: Well, that's because we're just too beautiful and hard to approach.
Ms. Panama: I guess so. Well, I envy the plain Janes.
April walks by, showing off her big boobs.
Ms. Panama: Woah...
Ms. Venezuela: Why don't we compromise? We'll make do with what we have.
A little kid comes over and tugs on Cloud's pants.
Kid: I heard. That big dog talks like a human. That's cool... but it's weird.
They all look over to Red XIII, who's sitting in the shade, swishing his tail around. He seems to be playing ball the kid and another child.
Red XIII: Hm, that's interesting. It's not as if I'm doing this because I want to. You see, this tail of mine, moves quite independently of my will.
April: So you're like Eyore.
Red XIII: I... suppose.
April: Hey, your tail's on fire. Why doesn't the ball melt?
Red XIII: I'm not sure.
April: Ah! I know what you are now! You're a Eyormander!
Angael and Crystal: ¬.¬;
The other kid runs up behind him with the ball.
Child: 1, 2, 3, here we go!
She tosses the ball to him. When it's on it's way back to the other kid, Cloud runs up to it and kicks it hard right into Red XIII, who immediately gets up and starts to chase Cloud.
Scene music::chase: Ba da baaaaaaahh ba ba ba da ba baaaaaaahh da bah...
They disappear onto the beach. Meanwhile, Tifa is off shopping. She's speaking to Butch.
Butch: Yeah, I'd like to hire a gorgeous chick and have a great time... :wink wink: How much you asking?
Tifa: I am NOT a two cent whore!
I figure a gil is about as much as a quarter, so there has to be cents, right? RIGHT?
Aerith: Yes you are!
Tifa: Bitch!
Aerith: Wench!
Tifa: Scrub!
Aerith: Hooker!
Tifa: Stuck up prep!
Aerith: Carpet licker!
Tifa turns green and holds her stomach.
Aerith: Ah... sorry. I didn't mean that.
Yuffie heads towards a shop to do some purchasing.
Clerk: How about a "Soft" as a momento of this wonderful trip? Made especially in Costa del Sol!
Yuffie: That boat ride was ANYTHING but wonderful... I'm still feeling rather ill...
She turns green, too.
Clerk: Here! An antidote on the house! Just don't barf on the merchandise!
Meanwhile, Cloud's found Johnny's house.
Johnny: What's with YOU! Hey, is it... you?
Cloud: Dude, you make NO sense!
Johnny: We were in SOLDIER, and childhood friends before that. You were such a playboy.
But... Cloud wasn't really in SOLDIER... right? Ah... I'm confused... I need some Aleve...
Cloud::muttering: Nuh uh...
Johnny's eyes flash black.
Johnny: And a $#& murderer!
Cloud: Huh...? You, my friend, need some psychiatric help. And for the record... Who are YOU?
Johnny: That's right. Long time no see. SUPER SMASH NOOGIE!
Cloud: OUCH! HEY, MAN! WATCH THE HAIR!
Johnny: Do you remember me?
Cloud: I do now! You were that freaky possessed jerk!
Johnny: That's okay.
Cloud: NO IT'S NOT!
Johnny: We'll just keep on like we don't know each other. I'm starting a new life in this town.
Cloud pulls out his sword.
Cloud: ì.í I can end your old one for you.
Johnny: A lot of things happened to us. Heh, I better stop my mumbling! I sure envy you all just living outside with the sky as your ceiling.
Cloud: The rain as our shower, the sun as our towel, the dirt as our mattress, the rocks as our pillows, ì.í THE BUGS AS OUR BREAKFAST...!
Disembodied voice: Calm down! You're embarrassing me!
Cloud: Sorry...
Cloud peaks in on a lady in the shower. She smiles at him like it's no big deal. Huh... must be a prostitute.
Lady: I'm sorry about that. He's hade some big shocks lately and is pretty depressed.
Johnny: Hurry up and get out of here! I'm happy like this. So keep out of my life.
Cloud: I'm go--
He's interrupted by the lady.
Lady: FINE! Invite me in for a while, pay me my money, then throw me out like a greasy rag! We adult escorts are treated like trash, but we live a life of luxury!
When Cloud comes back out, Crystal is waiting.
Crystal: I wrote a song! Wanna hear it?
Cloud: Aah...
She pulls out a guitar and starts to play it... poorly... but at least she can sing!
Crystal::singing: I think I'll wait to sing it to Vincent... la la la...
A little blue text box appears that says: Crystal gained level two limit "Siren's Serenading"!
Crystal::singing: I'm pretty... so pretty...
Katie walks into the inn.
Barret: Uh uh! Hmmmm? Marlene! You ok?... Dad'll wear this when I go to see you.
Katie::snigger: A bear wearing a marshmallow with a gun for an arm... She'd love to see that...
As you may have guessed, Barret has taken over the bathroom and is checking himself out in the mirror. Katie knocks on the door.
Barret: Hey, yo! Someone's in here, awright?
Katie: Or something...
Barret: I heart that, foo!
Katie moves over to the counter.
Barret: You are one hot mamma...
Manager: Uggh! I feel God-awful!
Katie: Blasphemy!
Um... in reality, Katie doesn't know big words like that.
Manager: Oh! You! Weren't you the one with that big sailor?
Katie: I dunno what you're talking about. I'm with the guy with the big sailor. There's a difference. Why? Whazza matter?
Manager: Listen to this... All of a sudden, this big sailor just busts in here, and takes over the restroom. He's been in there moaning ever since. I don't know what to do...
Katie: Why don't you just tell him to get out?
Manager: Eep! And risk being squished?
Katie: Good point.
The manager looks around.
Manager: Ah... if you're checking in, would you pay his bill, too?
Katie: Look, I'm twelve. I don't get much allowance, and I'm sure my money is worthless here, unless you've ever heard of a dollar. And besides that, I sleep in a bag, so I won't be staying here. Sorry.
The manager hangs his head.
Manager: Ohhh...
Barret busts out of the bathroom.
Katie: PAY YOUR BILL!
Cloud saunters in.
Barret: Yo, Cloud! Still too early, ain't it?
Cloud: I WANT OUT OF THIS TOWN! NOW!
Meanwhile, back outside...
Crystal: Vincent...ooooooooooooooooooooh... .. :drool:
April: Crystal, can't you think of anything other than Vincent?
Crystal is taken aback.
Crystal: Minister Prozan from Zoids Chaotic Century...yummie... :drool:
April: Do you like any REAL people...?
Crystal thinks for a moment.
April: No?
Crystal: Trouble from Crazy Town...augh... :drool:
She whips out a picture.
Angael: ¬.¬;
April: ¯.¯; Yah...
A little blue text box appears that says: April gained level one limit "Big Sweatdrop"! Then, another little blue text box appears that says: April gained second level one limit "Sweatdrop Vampire"! Yet another little blue text box appears that says: April gained level two limit "Water Works"!
Angael: Wow! Three at once! That's talent!
Angael goes and talks to the tourist guide.
Angael: Hey!
Tourist guide: How may I help you?
Angael: You wouldn't happen to know what prizes they have at the Gold Saucer, would you?
Tourist guide: Actually, my ex-boyfriend gave me a Masamune Blade he'd won there. I kinda don't want it anymore. I'll sell it to you for 20 gil, though.
Angael: Sold!
Ahh... the girls have money 'cause they've been in lotsa battles. I just didn't wanna include them in the story. BOOORING! Angael gives the lady her money. Oh, and by the way, they can only learn limits by being in certain situations. Like now.
Tourist guide: Here you are.
A little blue text box appears that says: Angael gained level four limit guide "Summon Sephiroth"! Well, duh, she can't learn it yet! She has to have the rest of her limits first!
Angael: Thank you, Uyoni...
Shameless plug! April attacks Angael.
April: NO SHAMELESS PLUGS!
Bwa ha ha ha! Wait 'till you get a hold of the SHAMPOO! This chapter bored me to tears, and I'm sorry it was so evilly long. I'll probably go to jail for murder for this one JUST A JOKE! KILLING YOU WITH POOR TEXT HUMOR!. Ò.Ó I know you're out there! I can smell your corpses rotting!