Hi, everyone! It's Colin and Kiefer! Andy is out remembering what he is capable of so we're taking a break from our armwrestling contest to introduce this update in his stead.
I'd like to take a shit but I've already clogged up all the toilets in the building.
I told you that was going to happen! Flush, dammit, flush!
Flushing is for the weak.
And that's all the material we have. You'll find it'll make sense as you read on. Now for the update.
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The gang meet up at the inn in Kalm so Cloud can explain everything for the fourth FUCKING time in the game for everyone who didn't FUCKING got it the first, second and third FUCKING time! Take it away, you FUCKING cunts!
I knew Sephiroth. We weren't like buddies, y'know, but like war buddies. Y'know? We wouldn't, y'know, hang out but if need be we would definitely fuck each other in the ass one last time before we went out to face Charlie. Sometimes we'd fuck each other in the ass "one last time" just for laughs. Sometimes just because... it felt right.
And that's when you realized he was evil?
No, no, no.
It was raining hard.
Yeah, it was raining really hard.
The fellow soldiers all agreed with me, it sure was raining hard. Sephiroth neither agreed nor disagreed. He just sat there with a fixed facial expression, his lego block hands stretched out like an evil mastermind...
And that's when you realized he was evil, right?
No, but it sure made sense when I finally did!
Sephiroth was a really cool dude. Nothing could rub him the wrong way! Except for a certain shemale prostitute that he kept running into. He never could deal with that sort of thing. In fact, it enraged him. "The best of both worlds, my ass" he would often declare in front of his personal high definition mirror. In the nude, of course.
Of course, I already knew this. They wouldn't have sent Sephiroth if they thought a SOLDIER rank A rookie and three nameless grunts could handle it. See, back in those days my stats were made of fail. By the time I got into SOLDIER all the really experience rewarding wars had ended thanks to a severe case of Sephiroth-ism and I was stuck with killing pigeons pooping on the Shinra HQ's roof. 0.0000005 XP each. It was hell, unspawning hell. See my Buster Sword? Let's just say that it wasn't always made out of steel.
And THAT'S when you realized he was made of evil?
No. I can't blame Sephiroth for being an effective killing machine. That's just mean. No, no, no...
There's no shame in admitting it. I wanted the attention. Anything that would give me some cold hard level-ups that could accelerate me right into SOLDIER superstardom. Whenever I saw a mission coming up with Sephiroth's name on it, I immediately volunteered. Because that meant extra dangerous and extra dangerous meant extra exp. Even if it mostly just turned out to be a bounty hunt on a rogue pigeon. But Sephiroth and I became quite the team. He killed stuff while I ran around and talked to people. We shared... everything.
Yeah, and you fucked each other in the ass.
Yes, that too. But you have to understand something...
It was the army.
...?
So what was so special about THIS mission?
I thought you of all people would know that, Tifa.
Oh, THAT incident five years ago.
Yes, our hometown. Anyway...
It was a soft crash. Anyway, me and Sephiroth went outside to investigate.
Oh man, if only you guys could have seen me! How pathetic my stats were back then! And especially when compared to Sephiroths! Oh man... I tell you: that dragon was dead before it could take up smoking.
He's definitely well over level 60!
Oooooh...
Yes. Anyway, for some reason I didn't get any experience after this fight even though I managed to survive. I think Square wrote something in the script about it, that I was so mesmerized about how he fought or something... Or maybe I just don't remember things as well as I think I do...
...
It's a real mess.
Yo! How the hell cud ya become a high class SOLDIER mofo with stats like that?!
Barret, it's not for us to question the holes in Cloud's memories. Leave it to the audience.
But the audience is fucking stupid!
Not this one. I hope.
A'ight!
Shortly after, we reached Nibelheim. Me, Sephiroth and two unnamed grunts entered the town. I decided to talk to one of the grunts. He had felt a bit down on the trip.
I always tried to cheer people up whenever I had the chance. Help them. And this guy had problems.
I don't know what, but he always felt a bit distant... lonely. I guess it was no business of mine, but... y'know...
Yeah, I taught him my special power-stance pose. I like to think he got some use of it. :wink: Sephiroth got really weird when I talked to him about a briefing. I think it was because he was jealous I was talking to the younger grunts.
How does it feel? It's your first time back to your hometown in a long time, right? So how does it feel? I wouldn't know because I don't have a hometown.
Ummm…how 'bout your parents?
My mother is Jenova. She died right after she gave birth to me. My father… well, what does it matter?
It never hurts to repeat things for those in the audience who failed to pick that fact up.
Sephiroth looked a bit down. I was sure it was nothing. I decided to talk to my favorite new best buddy instead!
This soldier would make a great SOLDIER rank A operative one day. I knew it. So cautious.
I tried to get a picture of myself but the moron didn't want to. I cried a bit.
I should never have done that, though, because that's when he realized who I was. I ran away into the nearest building!
Yes, aren't I...
WHO AM I?!!
I can't remember. Maybe I didn't go into this house at all?
FACT: This is the only time when Barret will protest at you exploring the town. I would have liked it a lot more if he could have done it every time, but that would probably have made this flashback sequence like five minutes shorter.
SPECULATION: Of course, how in the hell does he know it doesn't matter?! Hmm...
Oh well, I checked out all the other places in town! Like my house!
This matters a lot. Go in and see yo damn mom.
No it doesn't!
It's the closest thing I'll ever gonna meet ya parents, boy. Go on wi' it!
Fine.
But... I mean, it was my mom. I don't know what to tell you. She was happy to see me. I was happy too. But man, she was so damn annoying. Always cramping my style, man.
Always telling me how handsome I was. Always going on and on about my length! I take those damn vitamins! Bitch would never
SHUT. THE. FUCK. UP!
Man, it brings me down just thinking about it!
After talking with my mom I decided to go into Tifa's house.
You did?
But I wasn't!
That never stopped me before.
And my dad was showing off his living statue trick at the Shinra Mansion!
Yeah, thank god. I could never have snuck in if he was home.
You're so creepy, Cloud.
Oh yes.
Oh yes,
I played a little, and you better be thankful I did because it's the only way we're going to get your ultimate limitbreak later on in the game.
And I definitely checked out your underwear!
I love bras.
FACT: It's all true and nothing to be ashamed of. Women with large breasts often suffer serious back pain and a woman like Tifa who jumps around and kicks stuff into planetary orbit with the power of dolphins at least five times a day would definitely need some extra support in carrying those things around.
Yes, uh, that's why I didn't take it. Because I knew you'd have to... get rid of your boobs otherwise... if I stole your bras...
What?
I didn't smell it!
WHAT?!
Uh...
FACT: Boobs are cool.
Moving on...
I was really taking advantage of your hospitality, Tifa. I hope you learned to lock your door in the future.
Did you feel guilty at all, you unbelievable asshole?
Nope, and here's what the letter said! Ahem!
"Tifa, how are you? I just arrived in Midgar eight days ago. Yesterday, all of Nibelheim got together to welcome me. The only person that we couldn't get a hold of was Cloud. But everyone said he wasn't really that close to us. So even if we asked, he probably wouldn't have come anyway. Well, enough about him."
How rude! Oh well.
"Midgar is really something. But to tell the truth, I feel so behind on everything... so out of it. Even the rooms of people in the slums are clean. Right now I'm living in the slums, but I plan to move to a really nice room, like the ones I've seen in magazines, once I make some money....but, to do that, I guess I have to find a job fast. That's right. I still haven't found a job yet. I lied to my parents and told them I found a great job with Shinra, Inc."
What a fucking loser!
"I wonder if it's too late to back. Sometimes I think I should've taken over my parents' store. I just made it here to Midgar but all I think about is Nibelheim. Hey, Tifa... Is that stupid old water tower still working? Is the old man at the Inn doing well? Are my parents still at the shop everyday? Have any monsters attacked? And most of all, how are you, Tifa? It feels like I haven't seen you for years. We were all talking about you last night. Everyone likes you. But because everyone idolizes you, I couldn't very well stab them in the back. I always acted cool, but actually, I was just afraid of being jilted. Wow, if I keep writing like this, this'll become a love letter!"
Ahahahaha!!
"So, I think I'll stop here. Take care. I'll write again. P.S. Write me back, okay?"
Oh my god, what a fucking loser! Did you write him back, Tifa? Tell me you didn't! Haha, oh man...
I'm starting to think you're teh evil.
Yeah...
Bitches never understand me! Oh well, after this bit of fun I decided to go see Sephiroth. I hoped he wasn't too pissed off at me. I entered the inn... and met up with your martial arts-trainer, Tifa!
Oh right, how was he?
I hope he's dead.
Sephiroth was upstairs, looking out the window. He did that a lot.
He did that a lot too.
To be continued.
In the next update: serious business!