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The Dark Times: Chapter 3
By Mataya
Hal, Marie, DLE, Alan, Kharis, Shadow, Tritoch, Trystan, Golbez and Pokey
(lots of people, huh?) walk towards Thamasa (don't ask me how they got there) looking for a portal so they can find me and
make me stop writing this corney story with too many people in it.
Hal: (gritting teeth) I can't wait to get my hands on that Esper and make him take me out of this lame story.
Me: (warping back) Hi!
All attack me.
Me: Ahhh! (warps a safe distance away)
Alan: Take me out of the story!
Me: I can't! I have to finish it!
Alan: How many more chapters?
Me: I dunno, about 10 probably.
All: Ahhh!
DLE: (approaching me) TAKE ME OUT NOW! I've got my own fanfic to write!
Me: Uhh...
Schala and Kaitlin emerge from the bushes.
DLE: Schala! (hugs Schala)
Kaitlin: Why are we here?
All: DON'T ASK!
Me: Uhh...Okay, let's see, I need a plot twist.
Suddenly, clones of everyone appear.
Me: There we go!
Everyone kills the clone of themselves except Pokey, who is using Happy
Magic and inadvertently curing his clone.
Pokey: DIE, DIE, DIE!!!
Golbez: Here, I'll help. (casts Unhappy Magic on Pokey's clone)
Me: Well, not much of a plot twist, but it'll do.
Suddenly, Eric's parents appear!
DLE: Ahhh! What are you here for?!
Mom & Dad: You're grounded until Christmas.
DLE: You mean I get out of the story? Yaaa!!!
They all disappear.
* * *
Later, the group arrives at Thamasa, where the FFML headquarters are located.
Kharis: Hmm...looks like someone's moving in.
The newbie walks up to greet them.
Newbie: Hi! My name's N64 Man!
Kaitlin: Hello! Welcome to the FFML!
N64 Man: (drops a heavy box on his foot) Ouch! Damn it!
Whoever-started-the-whole-N64-Man-being-Meowing-Bastard-thing: He said a
slightly offensive word that lots of us use! He's the Meowing Bastard! Kill him, kill him, kill him!!
N64 Man: No I'm not! Ahhh! (runs into conveniently located abandoned castle)
Anti-N64-Man supporters: Get him!!!
* * *
Meanwhile, a dark figure sits in his big, neat chair, cussing to himself.
Guard: Umm...Mister MB, sir?
MB: What the *^&% it you little $*^%&6$#@&!!!? Report!
Guard: Umm...well, the FFML-member clone production is up 50%, the unfriendly poodle breeding is up 90%
and the FFML'rs suspect nothing. They think the newbie named "N64 Man" is
you!
MB: Very well, leave me you *%&@&%$#&^*!!!
Guard: Yes sir...
MB: Shut the *^*&^ up and go!
* * *
Will N64 Man be found innocent? Or will they toss him into a bat of boiling
oil? Find out next time!
The Dark Times, Chapter 4
Go to my FFML fanfic page, my main fanfic page, my Final Fantasy page, or my main page (dang that's a lotta pages! ^_^)
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