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Star Ocean: Till the End of Time
Big Brother
Week 5, Day 1
Nel packs her bags quickly and loads Mr. Flufflesworth into his pet carrier. She walks up the basement stairs and out into the kitchen and to the door. Roger tries to pet Mr. Flufflesworth through the bars of the door of the pet carrier, but has his hand shredded and must be stitched up. Nel walks out the door as the others watch in silence, not quite sure how to react to the departure of the most reclusive member of the cast.
Within the hour, everyone is back to their usual shenanigans. Fayt is restocking, Cliff is busy getting hammered, Maria is dipping vegetables in melted butter and putting up poster-sized pictures of junk food, Sophia is making small craters in the floor with her feet as she walks down the hall, and Roger is trying desperately to dodge Albel's repeated attacks (and failing miserably).
Sophia waddles into the kitchen for a snack, walking up to her new industrial-sized deep fryer and tossing in random snack foods. She leaves the kitchen, popping her deep fried treats into her mouth and smashing out part of the doorframe on her way out. Albel, who was standing nearby, has now learned the wonders of the deep fryer...oh, no.
A little while later, Roger is sitting on the couch watching "Barney" reruns again, when he is suddenly grabbed from behind and yanked up and over the back of the couch. He is carried into the kitchen with a hand over his mouth and thrown into a big bowl of batter, into which he is stirred.
"Add one rodent fool and blend well," Albel says, laughing as he stirs the little Menodix into the batter. He reaches in with the talons of his gauntlet and pulls out the "battered Menodix", laughing as the half-drowned creature twitches in his grip. He then proceeds to throw him into the deep fryer, laughing maniacally as he does so. After leaving Roger in the boiling oil for a while, he pulls him out and puts him on a plate on the counter. "Sophia!", he calls, flapping adish towel behind Roger to wave the smell in Sophia's direction. He hears the telltale sounds of Sophia's approach (such as cracking floorboards), and dashes quickly out of the room, peeking out from around a doorframe to watch and stifling laughter.
Sophia walks in, sniffing the air curiously and notices the large deep fried treat on the counter. Excited, she runs over to the deep fried Roger, grabs him, and swallows him whole. Albel is rolling on the floor, laughing hysterically as he watches Sophia leave.
It's a few hours later before Roger's paramedics can treat him, how they recovered him...lets not go there. Needless to say, Roger is WAY pissed. Not like there's a hell of a lot he can do about it though.
Fayt is smoking a joint in one of the many closets he has stashed weed in. He takes a drag and starts to hallucinate, laughing at all the bizarre things he sees. He goes on like this for about an hour before falling asleep with a joint still in his mouth. The joint slips out of his mouth and falls onto a stack of towels, catching them on fire.
In another room, Albel is holding Roger up by his tail and shaking him up and down when he smells the smoke. Screaming, he tosses the Menodix aside and runs through the door, across the lawn, and up the tree again. Roger hits a wall, is knocked unconscious, and falls into another large vase. The others run outside, followed by Fayt, who woke up just in time to save his sorry hide.
The firemen are a little late in arriving this time, and about a fourth of the house is burned down. The cause of the fire is found to be a joint and everyone glares evilly at Fayt, who waves at them nervously. The firemen attempt to pull Albel out of the tree, but he has anchored himself securely to a branch near the top with his talons and refuses to come down. The firemen are forced to cut the branch off and let it, Glyphian included, drop onto a net below, however, we thought it would be funnier if there were no net and we removed it while they weren't watching, causing Albel to crash to the ground. Roger's charred bones are recovered from the ruins and his paramedics take them away to try and figure out what to do with him. Fayt certainly won't be treated well by his house mates.
After covering up the open walls with sheets of plastic, the rest of the cast turns on Fayt. They tie him up by his ankles and leave him hanging from a tree branch all night.
Day 2
In the morning, everyone wakes up bright and early to come outside and watch Albel slash the rope Fayt is hanging from, letting him fall hard to the ground. When he comes in for breakfast, Fayt finds that everyone has spit on his food, and that when Roger was trying to spit on it, he somehow managed to spit out a kidney.
We've decided that the most entertaining way to get the house fixed is to make the occupants do it! We give them the news...and dodge a volley a flying weapons as we flee out the door. Nevertheless, they will be fixing the house themselves.
Just before noon, the tools we ordered arrive at the house and are unloaded. The cast comes to investigate, the Elicoorians eyeing the power tools suspiciously. Albel picks up the nail gun and accidentally fires it into Roger's tail (no really, he had no idea what he was doing, so it was technically an accident). After getting over the surprise, he aims at Fayt and fires, but just then, Roger manages to pull his tail free of the nails by yanking it hard enough that it sends him flying into the path of the oncoming nails, which all hit his face. Foiled, Albel stomps off to find a new weapon. Albel + power tools baaaad news.
Cliff is trying to hammer together a couple of pieces of wood with no particular purpose, joking about hammering while being hammered and nailing things together when he would much rather be nailing...you get the picture. Maria has picked up the nail gun and is starting to put together the frame of the house. Albel is eyeing up the electric saw, looking back and forth between it and Roger while smiling that trademark evil smile of his. Fayt is holding a screwdriver, laughing at it like it's the funniest thing he ever saw. Roger is donning every kind of protective gear he can get his little paws on, and managing to hurt himself with it of coarse. Sophia is eating ice cream out of the bucket, refusing to work.
Roger ever-so-carefully pounds a nail into a board, trying hard not to injure himself, but hits his foot anyway. Behind him, the upper half of Albel's face rises slowly above a pile of plywood, like the ominous fin of a man-eating shark rising above the crest of a wave; it is followed closely by the electric saw in his right hand. We turn the camera to keep from getting the lense all bloody, and the sounds of the whirring blade, screams of pain, splattering blood, dropping appendages, and maniacal laughter can be heard. When the sounds stop, we turn the camera back to the gory scene to find Roger lying on the ground, surrounded by his detached limbs, and Albel running to the other end of the construction site, laughing hysterically. They'll never fix the house.
Tonight, with several rooms destroyed, some people have to share their rooms-namely Albel; he will again be sharing his room with Fayt. We have replaced his bed with a bunk bed to prevent the pointless mutilation of another bed, and the two are now squabbling over who gets top bunk. Albel shoves his gauntlet in Fayt's face, pushing him aside so that he can climb up. He then proceeds to mock the "blue-haired maggot", with insults to his manhood and some rather raunchy "yo mama" jokes.
Day 3
As Fayt turns the corner to enter the kitchen, he is assailed by falling garbage, coming from the upended trash can in Cliff's hands; it seems he still hasn't been forgiven. As the blue-haired stoner eats, he looks up to find everyone glaring at him murderously. He also finds a rather hot pepper hidden in a muffin, but only after chewing and swallowing it of coarse.
Back on the construction site, the animosity continues. As Fayt works diligently, trying to make up for what he's done, Albel watches from the rafters above. He smirks evilly as he knocks over a bucket full of nails just above Fayt. Just as the bucket is falling, Fayt realizes that he needs a different kind of tool and walks away to get it; just then, Roger is walking by and the bucket lands on his head, ramming countless nails into his tiny cranium. Foiled again, Albel stomps off to find something new to attack Fayt with and as he stomps away, he happens to break part of the board beneath his feet off, and it proceeds to fall on Roger, jamming the bucket down on his head harder. As Fayt walks past, headed back to where he was working before, Cliff sticks his foot out and trips Fayt, who then falls on Roger as well. The paramedics are going to have to work very hard to fix this.
Later, as Fayt is putting up drywall, Albel stands behind him with a sledgehammer. He swings the hammer savagely, but Fayt bends over just in time, reaching for another tool, and the hammer goes crashing through the wall, striking Roger and fracturing his skull. The psychotic Glyphian yells his rage and tries to kick Fayt in the ass, but he moves, still not realizing that he's under attack, and Albel's foot finds its way through the drywall to Roger's ass. Will everyone's favorite psycho ever get his revenge?
After receiving medical attention, Roger attempts to do the wiring. Another of Albel's attacks misses Fayt and slices off Roger's hands, splitting the wire he was working on as well. After having his hands sewed back on, Roger returns to his wiring and finds the sliced wire. He picks up the wires and looks back and forth between the severed ends, before bringing them together in an attempt to reassemble them...big mistake. The wires spark with electricity, shocking Roger and flinging him through a window. Roger's paramedics rush outside to the smoking heap of Menodix on the lawn. The rest of the cast complains of the smell of burnt hair and refuses to work for the rest of the morning.
Later, we see Albel sneaking around a corner cautiously, trying not to be seen; in his hand, he holds a chainsaw. He sneaks stealthily behind Fayt, who islistening toheadphones, and starts the chainsaw. Albel swings the chainsaw low in an attempt to hack off Fayt's legs, but Fayt, standing in front of a shelf full of tools, jumps up to reach a tool and the whirring blade just misses him. Unfortunately, Roger is standing just in front of Fayt and has his back sliced wide open.
Frustrated, Albel stabs at Fayt with the chainsaw, but the blue-haired hippy leans over to the side to reach another tool and the attack misses, hitting Roger instead. Now thoroughly irrate, Albel starts stabbing wildly at Fayt, who still doesn't know he's under attack and keeps dodging by sheer luck as he bends, leans, and jumps to reach tools. Finally, Albel flings the chainsaw down on the ground, stomps on it, and storms off. Fayt walks away with his tools, blissfully unaware of how close he was to death. Roger however, looks like a victim of the infamous Texas Chainsaw Massacre.
As it becomes too dark for the cast to see, they wander out of the construction site and back into the house. We can barely see any change in the construction from yesterday, and most of the changes are destructive in nature, including but not limited to, broken boards (courtesy of Sophia walking past and Albel attempting to assassinate Fayt), blood stains (Roger's of coarse), and totally random boards nailed together in a terrible mess (a la the hammered Klausian). Maybe we should just hire a contractor...
Day 4
We've decided to give these losers one last chance to fix the house and send them out early in the morning to get to work. No one is happy about the early wake-up call, least of all Albel, who sits down to drink his coffee and refuses to get up and help. Irritated, he picks up a nearby hammer and throws it at Fayt, but his target leans down to grab a screwdriver on the floor, and the hammer hits Roger in the head, splitting his skull. At least the antisocial Glyphian is getting an early start on something.
Once the caffeine takes effect, Albel gets up and starts looking for a new weapon of mass hippy destruction. Glancing over the power tools, his eyes come to rest on the power drill. This can't be good.
Fayt is finishing up the wiring in the wall, listening to his headphones again, when we see Albel sneak up behind him, with an especially evil grin on his face. He starts the drill and stabs at the back of Fayt's head. Conveniently, Fayt leans down to grab a pair of pliers just in time to avoid the attack and the drill goes through the wall instead.
On the other side of the wall, Roger sits on a stack of boards, taking his lunch break a bit early, when suddenly, the drill comes through the wall and digs deep into his back. His girlish screaming can be heard all over the neighborhood, but everyone has learned to just ignore it and the little Menodix is left to try and remove the drill from his back on his own.
Unable to remove the drill from the wall, Albel storms off and decides to investigate the source of the screams. He finds Roger, still stuck to the wall, and decides to cheer himself up by torturing the annoying rodent.
Moments later, we see Roger dripping wet and wrapped up in a frayed electrical cord, hanging from the ceiling. Below, Albel sits on the floor reading an "Electrical Wiring for Dummies" book and delicately arranging the wires in the wall. Satisfied with his work, he sets the book aside and stands up, placing his hand on a switch on the wall. Roger is bawling like a baby and begging for mercy, but the psycho on the ground only laughs as his victim desperately pleads for his pathetic life.
Grinning maliciously, Albel flips the switch and sparks fly as the electricity reaches the hapless Menodix, who is lit up like a Christmas tree. For a few glorious moments, Albel laughs maniacally at his electrocuted prey and inwardly pats himself on the back for his genius, when suddenly the power shuts off. It seems the voltage was too much and he caused a blackout throughout the entire block. Realizing what he's done, Albel races inside the house and locks himself in the basement, where he hopes he'll be safe from the angry mob that's sure to come looking for him. Meanwhile, the sizzling Menodix still hangs from the ceiling, shooting off the occasional spark.
Seeing very little improvement and very shoddy work, we've decided to call a professional to finish the job. Excited about not having to build anymore, the cast rejoices.
Day 5
You guessed it...it's CHALLENGE DAY! Based on this week's events, we've decided to make this challenge building! Upon receiving our letter, the cast is quite peeved, to put it VERY nicely. The supplies won't be here until afternoon, so after breakfast, the residents of the house wander off to do whatever.
Albel, feeling that he has been neglecting Roger lately, hatches a brilliantly evil scheme. He walks up behind the little Menodix and runs his sword through him. As the paramedics rush Roger away for emergency surgery, Albel sneaks up to the pest's room and sets up his traps.
Later, Roger wanders back into his room, looking for something harmless to do. He walks across the room to his large toy box, wanting to play with his favorite action figures. He opens the lid, expecting the usual toys, but instead, a barrage a spring-loaded daggers hits him in the face.
Noon arrives and everyone goes to their work spaces, glancing over the supplies and trying to decide what to make. This should be interesting.
Maria is building a gun rack, carefully hammering the pieces together and sanding them smooth. Sophia is trying to build a box for her snack collection, but having a difficult time of it because her fingers have gotten too fat for her to properly use the tools. Fayt is building a small storage bin for his stash, and seems to be having problems driving the nails in straight for some odd reason. Roger is building a small birdhouse, but keeps managing to drive the nails into his left hand somehow. Albel is building a large crate, no doubt to trap Roger in. Cliff is nailing together random pieces of wood with no particular purpose, laughing his stupid drunken laugh as he does so.
A few hours later, everyone is finished and it's time to judge their work. Maria's gun rack is well put together and beautifully varnished. Sophia's project is only half finished and very sloppy, as her fat fingers made building far too difficult and she gave up halfway through. Fayt's stash box looks almost as sloppy as Sophia's, and within moments, falls apart. Roger's birdhouse is so terrible that it has to be condemned. Albel's crate has turned out well and he immediately puts it to good use, trapping Roger in it. Cliff's...um...project...is terrible, being nothing more than a mass of boards nailed together pointlessly. Maria wins this immunity challenge.
After the challenge, everyone goes to the living room to sit and relax, except Sophia, who has returned to her room to run on her treadmill after being so utterly embarrassed by her fat fingers. Downstairs, as the others watch tv, they notice things around the room trembling. With each step of Sophia's enormous feet on the treadmill, the house shudders beneath her. Things are falling off shelves and breaking all around the room, causing Roger to flee to the center of the living room, away from the falling objects. Unfortunately, Sophia's exercise jostles the ceiling fan loose and it falls on the cowering Menodix, crushing him under it's weight. Maria runs to the breaker box and throws the switch, cutting the power to Sophia's treadmill and putting an end to the destruction.
Later that evening, after everyone but Sophia has finished dinner, Albel sneaks upstairs to the 'fat fool's' room. Her exercise earlier knocked down all of the weapons he had so meticulously mounted on his wall. He spots the source of the mayhem and picks it up. He then carries it to the large window and tosses it out. Just as the treadmill leaves his hands, he notices Sophia power walking below. All he can do is watch as the treadmill plummets down to earth.
Sophia just happens to look up and see the treadmill falling from above, panicking, she tries to run, but trips over her own flabby feet and falls on her fat face. The treadmill falls, but bounces off her gigantic ass and goes flying back up and through Roger's window.
Roger is sitting on the floor in his room, playing with his action figures again when he hears the glass of his window shattering and looks up just in time to see the treadmill flying at him. It lands on him and crushes him. Somehow, the plug manages to find its way into an electrical outlet and the treadmill turns itself on, sucking Roger into it and flinging him around in circles as the belt spins wildly.
Having seen the window the treadmill crashed through, Albel runs to investigate. He sees the state that Roger is in and laughs hysterically, picking the treadmill back up, with Roger still stuck in it, and throwing it out the window. This time, it crashes to the ground and shatters as intended, as does Roger's skeletal system.
Day 6
After yesterday's injury, Roger is in a full body cast. As his jaws are wired shut, he must now eat through a straw as well. Across the table, Albel grins evilly at his helpless and immobile prey. This should be an interesting day.
Roger sits in his wheelchair in front of a window in the living room when Albel sneaks up behind him. Slowly the Glyphian reaches for the handles of the wheelchair and then pulls Roger away from the window and into the shadows.
Roger is trying desperately to yell for help, but with his jaws wired tightly closed, he is having no luck what-so-ever. He soon finds himself face to face with his arch nemesis and tries to yell again, but to no avail.
"No one can hear you scream, maggot." Albel says, then starts laughing maniacally as Roger tries harder to yell for help. He wheels the little Menodix out into the backyard and starts digging around in the storage shed for something. He returns and sticks a golf tee in the ground, then places a golf ball on it. He picks Roger up by the throat and does a few practice swings, intending to use the brat's leg as a golf club. "Fore!" he yells as he swings the little Menodix viciously, sending the golf ball flying across the block and into the window of another house. "Aw, shit!" he exclaims, tossing Roger and running back inside, but not before writing 'I BROKE YOUR WINDOW, FOOL!' in huge block print with a permanent marker on Roger's cast. All Roger can do is bawl like a baby and try to wriggle away as the owner of the house whose window Albel broke, a huge, angry looking man with a baseball bat, strides up to him and proceeds to beat the snot out of him. Albel, watching from the safety of the house, laughs hysterically.
After being treated by his paramedics, Roger drags himself up the stairs and into his room, crawling into bed and trying to take a nap. He closes his eyes and tries to go to sleep, but suddenly feels very itchy. He opens his eyes to find fleas jumping around all over him. He screams and jumps out of bed, coming down hard on a pile of broken glass that materialized beside his bed. He goes running (more like falling) downstairs, screaming about the fleas that are now eating him alive, causing concern in his fellow house mates (or most of them, anyhow).
"What'll...we...do?" Sophia asks between mouth fulls of ice cream.
"I have the solution," Albel says from the back of the room. The others turn to look warily at him.
"No way I'm trusting YOU!" Roger screams, "You just want to hurt me, you moron!" Rogers paramedics are soon busy removing a knife from the Menodix's throat.
"I'm just saying that we should flea-dip him," Albel continues, "it's just a bath; a little warm water shouldn't kill him."
As no one else has any ideas, they decide to flea-dip the infested rodent boy. As they are also quite irritated with Roger, they decide to leave Albel in charge. With his gauntlet, the Glyphian grabs Roger by the ankles and dips him head-first into the flea bath, leaving the helpless brat submerged while he flips through a weapon magazine.
Roger struggles and squirms, trying to surface for air, but his foe's grip is too strong for him and he begins to drown. He finally stops fighting, passing out from lack of oxygen. Meanwhile, Albel is quite absorbed in the weapons magazine he is reading, almost forgetting that he is supposed to be flea-dipping the twerp. He suddenly remembers and yanks Roger out of the water, but it's too late. "Oh dear," Albel says, trying not to laugh, "I do believe I've killed the little fool." Like hell he didn't mean to, we'd also like to take this opportunity to mention that it was Albel who put the fleas in Roger's bed in the first place, hiding a flea collar under his iron one to keep the fleas off of himself. The paramedics rush in to administer CPR.
Later that night, after everyone has gone to sleep, a small blur streaks through the shadows in the hallway. A lot of racket follows as the blur crashes into a rare Ming vase in the hall and we realize that it is none other than Roger. After pulling shards of glass out of himself, he gets up and continues on. He comes to the last door in the upstairs hallway and sneaks in, setting off a trip-wire that brings down a shower of daggers. After removing them, he continues along the floor, the occupants of the room too deeply asleep to have heard the sounds. He starts digging through piles of dirty laundry thrown haphazardly onto the floor, stabbing himself in the fingers with forgotten daggers, and finally finds what he came for. Dragging the heavy object out of the room, Roger closes the door and makes his way downstairs (he was forced to move downstairs after the fire destroyed his room), tripping and falling all the way down with the object, which stabs him repeatedly. Once he gets back to his feet, he drags the object the rest of the way to his room, hides it (stabbing himself again many times), and then seeks out his paramedics.
Day 7
The cast is awakened by the house-shaking roar of, "WHERE THE HELL IS MY GAUNTLET!". Albel comes storming down the stairs and crashes through Roger's door (how did he know who did it? who else would be stupid enough?). He yanks the little Menodix out of bed by his throat, throws him on the floor, and brings one boot down hard on the brat's chest, pinning him to the floor. One eye twitching with rage, he snarls between clenched teeth, "Where. Is. It?"
"Where's what, ya moron?" Roger asks. Big mistake. Albel reaches down and rips Roger's tail off with his bare hand.
Amidst the girlish screaming of his prey, he answers, still speaking between clenched teeth, "You know what. MY GAUNTLET!"
"Oh, you mean that!" Roger replies, "Sorry, haven't seen it."
"Is that so?" Albel asks, a dangerous gleam in his eyes. He reaches down and shoves his hand down Roger's throat, reaching far back and then yanking it back out. After a while, he has succeeded in turning the little brat inside out. He then proceeds to turn the room upside down and manages to find his gauntlet, already stained with Menodix blood...which he promptly adds to before leaving. He passes the paramedics on his way out as they rush in to put Roger back together.
Of coarse Roger misses breakfast, and only Albel and Sophia eat, as everyone but Sophia is disgusted by the blood and gore covered psycho (nothing can dissuade Sophia from food).
Anyway, it's someone's last day in the house and everyone is trying to do their best at what they're famous for in an attempt to keep their places in the house. Fayt is chain-smoking pot, Cliff is staggering around drunkenly, Roger is hurting himself on everything that he can find, Maria is doing everything within her power to fatten her foe, Sophia is obsessing over her weight, and...Albel is nowhere to be seen.
Oh wait, there he is, carrying a...pet carrier? He walks into the living room and comes up behind Roger, who is busy dislodging the corner of a dried sponge from his windpipe (apparently they're very dangerous when they're dry). Albel grabs the little dweeb by the scruff of his neck and throws him into the pet carrier, walking back outside and getting into a taxi.
The taxi stops at the local animal clinic. Albel took the liberty of drugging Roger on the way over, so the Menodix is now silent, whereas earlier, he was screaming insults. The Glyphian psycho chuckles to himself a little before walking inside. He walks up to the front desk and tells the receptionist that he has already made an appointment. He then disappears down the hallway. We can only imagine what's going to happen to Roger.
Back at the house, we see Sophia finishing off a bucket of ice cream...then the camera angle widens and we see that she has emptied out the entire back of an ice cream truck. She then waddles off in search of more food.
Cliff is drinking straight from a keg in his room and babbling as he flips through dirty magazines. He soon passes out from his highly elevated blood-alcohol level. Apparently, even Klausians have limits.
Fayt is filling his/Albel's room with smoke from the many joints he is smoking simultaneously. He is also eating a plate-full of 'enhanced' brownies and snorting coke. Talk about overkill.
Maria is shooting targets out in the backyard again. A bullet ricochets around the yard pinball style and then flies toward the front yard, where it goes through the front of the pet carrier Albel is carrying back toward the house, further injuring its occupant.
Albel laughs at Roger's pain, then reminds himself of what he has just had done and laughs even harder. He walks back into the house and upends the pet carrier on the floor, spilling the sedated Menodix, who lies motionless on the floor. The Glyphian walks away, still laughing maniacally, leaving his victim on the floor.
Later, Roger awakens, groggy and quite sore. Strangely, he thinks he feels just a very slight bit lighter. He walks to his room to change into his pajamas and sleep off the pain. However, as our cameras focus on the outside of his closed door, we hear his shrill voice screaming, "WHERE ARE MY &!#S!". Upon hearing this, Albel, who was chuckling silently to himself since getting home, falls to the floor, laughing himself to tears. Apparently, that little trip to the vet was to get Roger...ahem...fixed. I think we know two people who are in absolutely NO danger of being eliminated. So now Roger's paramedics have to take a little trip down to the vet's office to dig through medical waste.
Later in the evening, the group is starting to gather around the tv. Cliff however, seems more interested in a large neuroscience book he is reading.
"WOW!" Cliff exclaims, slobbering over his book, "Now that's HOT!"
"What's so hot about neuroscience?" Maria asks skeptically.
"Um...it's...neurosciency?" Cliff offers.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Sophia asks around a mouth full of chocolate candy.
"It's...uh...um...," Cliff tries, but fails to come up with an answer.
"Yoink!" Maria says as she snatches the book from the Klausian's hands. "CLIFF!" she yells, throwing the neuroscience book back at him and holding up the filthy magazine it had been used to conceal. "WHAT THE HELL IS THIS!"
"It's not mine! I swear!" Cliff yells, shielding his head with his arms.
"Then whose is it?" Fayt asks, glad that the negative attention is turned on someone other than himself for once.
"It's...uh...," Cliff stutters, using Fayt's ploy, "It's Albel's!" Good thing he was already on guard, as a flurry of katana slashes rain down on him in reply.
"HOW DARE YOU ACCUSE ME OF POSSESSING SUCH SMUT, YOU WORM!" Albel yells, still slashing furiously at the defending Klausian.
"Oh, that's right," Cliff starts, "I can't believe I forgot you're gay."
"I AM NOT!" Albel yells, now punching at Cliff with his gauntlet as he continues to slash at him. Fortunately for Cliff, being bigger and having longer reach, he is able to hold the flailing psycho at a safe distance as he continues trying to sort this out.
"Wait, then what's with the dress?" he asks as the psychotic general flails at him in a rage.
"I DO NOT WEAR A DRESS!" Albel screams, now REALLY pissed off, "GO TO HELL!"
"It looks like a dress to me," Cliff says, looking around the room to the others, "What do y'all think?"
"Yeah, kinda'," everyone admits cautiously.
"Whadaya mean, 'kinda'?" Roger asks the others, just returned from his...um...repair operation, "Any moron with half a brain can see that that jerk's wearin' a dress!" His answer is a dagger thrown between his eyes.
"IT IS NOT A DRESS!" Albel yells again, so furious (and embarrassed) that he has turned a very dark shade of red, "ALL OF YOU, GO TO HELL!"
"Suuure it's not," Cliff drawls, "right gang?" The others laugh nervously.
We eventually intervene, tranquilizing the enraged Glyphian. This fight would have gotten way out of hand otherwise (especially after Cliff called Albel a "screeching homo"). It's not long before the rest of the cast wanders off to bed, wondering who will be saying goodbye in the morning.
RESULTS: Cliff has been voted out! (Probably, the viewers felt some pity for him, considering what Albel would surely do to him after today's...erm...events.)
