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Final Fantasy Meets Lost World, well, not really... Part 12
Dragon!: I'll kick your sorry %%% you little ****!!!!
Me: Aw, that's it. (uses a Wind Ball)
Within seconds we're at the gates of Doma.
The land is a scorched wasteland. Something had been happening.
Kain: Eric!!!
Me: Kain!?! What happened?
Kain: That blasted evil twin of yours conquered the world!!!
Azala: Oh no....
Me: Is Mog behaving?
Kain: Yeah, he's leading the Moogle Resistance.
Me: MOOGLE RESISTANCE!?!
Mog: WE ARE THE MOOGLE BORG RESISTANCE!!! IS FUTILE!!!! YOU WILL
BE ASSIMULATED!!!
Me: HEY! We're on your side.
Mog: Oh yeah...
Me: So where's Cire ruling from?
Kain: Doma.
Me: Where are the girls?
Kain: They're leading the human resistance.
Me: Okay, this is out of hand. Azala, you're with me. Kain, keep
these Moogles under control.
Mog: What about me?
Me: Don't assimulate anything!
Mog: Oh...
So we enter the castle of Doma, now an ominous fortress where
Light Beings are born...
Several steps in we encounter The Light Turd Cire.
Cire: Greetings. So you've come to join our Light Army?
Me: No.
Cire: Then die.
Me: Azala, did I forget my weapon outside?
Azala: Yes.
Me: Oh crap....
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TO BE CONTINUED
Final Fantasy Meets Lost World, well, not really... Part 13
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