Hello again! This is the creator of all that was, and is, and all that
will be. Otherwise I'm known as Soul_Mage. I finally escaped from the
media. or so I'd like to think and I'm here to tell you more about the sad
little e-person, Dagger.
Dagger: "I'm not as sad, (meaning pathetic), as you!"
Soul_Mage: "Shut up, I haven't started writing yet."
Dagger: "and when will you let me out of here?"
Soul_Mage: "Never! Now go back in the story before I am forced to do something evil."
Dagger: (skeptically) "Like what?"
Soul_Mage: "like I'll force you to listen to bagpipes for the whole next chap. And I'll run away so I don't have to listen to it."
Dagger: "NO!!! NOT BAGPIPES!!!" *runs away*
Soul_Mage: "don't you just love power? So here it is: the next powerfully (I like power.he he.) demented chapter yet,
CHAPTER 3: More people come and.stuff happens! You don't believe me? Read it for yourself.
Dagger, Selphie, Tifia and Aeris sat around a roaring campfire roasting marshmallows.
Selphie: *points to flames* "where did this come from? Last thing I remember is fighting with Tifia."
Dagger: *drool* "pretty flames. he he.burn burn burn."
Selphie screamed at the pyromaniac. Selphie: "Hell-O!!! Are you listening!?"
Dagger: "Oh! Wha? Who's there? Oh. It's just you. I typed it in."
Selphie: "You typed it in? Wow, that kinda power is scary."
Tifia: "Not as scary as something else."
Selphie: "really? What?"
Tifia: *whispers* "the telemarketers."
Selphie: "Augh!! The telemarketers!!!" *huddles into fetal position*
Tifia threw her marshmallows into the flames, causing Dagger to oooh and ahh at the spectacle. Tifia: "Argh! This is boring!! Since when are we all cumb-bye-ya all of a sudden!? I wanna blow something up already!"
Aeris: "you are so single minded. Havoc this, chaos that, let's get some nukes and blow up the communists. It gets really boring you know."
Dagger: *deep in thought* "hmmm. There must be more."
Aeris: "huh? More what, Dagger?"
Dagger continued to stare at the flames. Dagger: "Well, there is more to me than my humor and conscience right?"
Tifia: "of course there is."
Aeris: "but don't you want to find a way out?"
Dagger: "yeah, but since I seem to be stuck here I might as well spend my time 'finding myself'. Literally. So what were you saying Tifia?"
Tifia: "Of course there are more parts to you. It's just that all of them piss me off, especially.*shudders*"
Dagger: "especially who?"
Tifia: "common sense." *dun dun dun*!!
Dagger: "my common sense?"
Suddenly there was another flash and puff of smoke. When the smoke cleared there was a guy dressed all in black leather with brown hair and an extremely neutral face.
Dagger: *thinks* 'Wow, talk about a natural poker face.' "Are you my common sense?"
Selphie: "hiya Squall!"
Squall: "hi Selphie."
Aeris: "Why do you look so down Squall?"
Squall: "I wish Riona was here."
Dagger: " Are you my common sense? Who's Riona? WHY THE HECK DOES NO ONE TELL ME ANYTHING?!?!"
Amazingly, there was yet another poof and a girl in blue with black hair appeared.
Riona: "I'm Creativity!!"
Dagger: " This is REALLY getting too weird."
Selphie: "Anybody want a marshmallow?"
Annoying Announcer Person: " Is the media really gone? Will Tifia do something that won't bore Aeris? Will anyone ever go to the restroom in this story? Will Dagger give in to peer pressure? Will any of you realize that 'peer pressure' is a toiletry joke? Will Soul_Mage ever get me a decent script? Find out (hopefully) in the next chapter of:
Lost in e-mail.com! *Dun dun dun*
Soul_Mage: Well I can't think of anything to say about this chapter so here for your personal entertainment is a bagpipe troupe!
Music: do, do do do, do do DO! DO, do do do DO dododo do do do do.
Soul_Mage: Ears. bleeding. run away!!
Audience: yay!
Soul_Mage: *jumps on chocobo* flee into the distant mountains! . oh yeah. I live in the mountains. Okay. Flee into the distant valleys! (that doesn't sound right but ok.) *get's bucked off* Owww, dang. I really got to train this thing. *gets pecked* Owch.
Audience: yay!
Dagger: "I'm not as sad, (meaning pathetic), as you!"
Soul_Mage: "Shut up, I haven't started writing yet."
Dagger: "and when will you let me out of here?"
Soul_Mage: "Never! Now go back in the story before I am forced to do something evil."
Dagger: (skeptically) "Like what?"
Soul_Mage: "like I'll force you to listen to bagpipes for the whole next chap. And I'll run away so I don't have to listen to it."
Dagger: "NO!!! NOT BAGPIPES!!!" *runs away*
Soul_Mage: "don't you just love power? So here it is: the next powerfully (I like power.he he.) demented chapter yet,
CHAPTER 3: More people come and.stuff happens! You don't believe me? Read it for yourself.
Dagger, Selphie, Tifia and Aeris sat around a roaring campfire roasting marshmallows.
Selphie: *points to flames* "where did this come from? Last thing I remember is fighting with Tifia."
Dagger: *drool* "pretty flames. he he.burn burn burn."
Selphie screamed at the pyromaniac. Selphie: "Hell-O!!! Are you listening!?"
Dagger: "Oh! Wha? Who's there? Oh. It's just you. I typed it in."
Selphie: "You typed it in? Wow, that kinda power is scary."
Tifia: "Not as scary as something else."
Selphie: "really? What?"
Tifia: *whispers* "the telemarketers."
Selphie: "Augh!! The telemarketers!!!" *huddles into fetal position*
Tifia threw her marshmallows into the flames, causing Dagger to oooh and ahh at the spectacle. Tifia: "Argh! This is boring!! Since when are we all cumb-bye-ya all of a sudden!? I wanna blow something up already!"
Aeris: "you are so single minded. Havoc this, chaos that, let's get some nukes and blow up the communists. It gets really boring you know."
Dagger: *deep in thought* "hmmm. There must be more."
Aeris: "huh? More what, Dagger?"
Dagger continued to stare at the flames. Dagger: "Well, there is more to me than my humor and conscience right?"
Tifia: "of course there is."
Aeris: "but don't you want to find a way out?"
Dagger: "yeah, but since I seem to be stuck here I might as well spend my time 'finding myself'. Literally. So what were you saying Tifia?"
Tifia: "Of course there are more parts to you. It's just that all of them piss me off, especially.*shudders*"
Dagger: "especially who?"
Tifia: "common sense." *dun dun dun*!!
Dagger: "my common sense?"
Suddenly there was another flash and puff of smoke. When the smoke cleared there was a guy dressed all in black leather with brown hair and an extremely neutral face.
Dagger: *thinks* 'Wow, talk about a natural poker face.' "Are you my common sense?"
Selphie: "hiya Squall!"
Squall: "hi Selphie."
Aeris: "Why do you look so down Squall?"
Squall: "I wish Riona was here."
Dagger: " Are you my common sense? Who's Riona? WHY THE HECK DOES NO ONE TELL ME ANYTHING?!?!"
Amazingly, there was yet another poof and a girl in blue with black hair appeared.
Riona: "I'm Creativity!!"
Dagger: " This is REALLY getting too weird."
Selphie: "Anybody want a marshmallow?"
Annoying Announcer Person: " Is the media really gone? Will Tifia do something that won't bore Aeris? Will anyone ever go to the restroom in this story? Will Dagger give in to peer pressure? Will any of you realize that 'peer pressure' is a toiletry joke? Will Soul_Mage ever get me a decent script? Find out (hopefully) in the next chapter of:
Lost in e-mail.com! *Dun dun dun*
Soul_Mage: Well I can't think of anything to say about this chapter so here for your personal entertainment is a bagpipe troupe!
Music: do, do do do, do do DO! DO, do do do DO dododo do do do do.
Soul_Mage: Ears. bleeding. run away!!
Audience: yay!
Soul_Mage: *jumps on chocobo* flee into the distant mountains! . oh yeah. I live in the mountains. Okay. Flee into the distant valleys! (that doesn't sound right but ok.) *get's bucked off* Owww, dang. I really got to train this thing. *gets pecked* Owch.
Audience: yay!