Ah, Hallowe'en, truly the greatest holiday of the year.  Not only can we dress up like anime characters and walk around town...but if you can get free candy as an added bonus!  Hot damn!  So, in honor of Halloween, Swift Demon Productions presents a parody of the small-budget surprise of the summer of 1999 that has recently come to Home Video:

THE BLAIR WITCH PROJECT: The Director’s Cut
Act One: "Focus on ME, I'M the STAR!"

Disclaimer: "The Blair Witch Project" is a legitimate movie and this is an illegitimate parody of it.  This story is neither endorsed nor known of by "The Blair Witch Project" creators.  This story is not to be used to get money or we will all be sued.  FFVII characters are copyright of Squaresoft.  Sephy Clones #118 and #445 are copyright of me.  #662 was created by WB.  Those of you who've read "Final Fantasy 7: The Director's Cut" know what to expect.  As for those of you that haven't...why the hell haven't you read it?
As always, artistic license ran wild in the writing of this fic; those of you with weak stomachs, heart problems, anal-retentive tendencies, and no sense of humor should not read this fic.  Those with motion sickness should not see the movie.  Just think, now you can watch a motion picture that's the equivalent of a bad home movie in your own home!  What a concept!  Jeez, save your money and just read this bad home made fic instead.

Warning:  Spoilers?  Yeah most likely.  I mean...I'm going to assume you've at least heard of both "TBWP" and "FF7" at least in passing.

Ahem...

[A camera turns on and the screen fills with the view of...nothing.  The screen is completely black.]
Voice 1: This button, #118?
Voice 2: You idiot!  You left the lens cap on!  [The sound of someone being hit with a clipboard is heard as the lens cap is removed.]

[Badly created opening credit graphics read:  "The Blair Witch Project: The Director's Cut".  Switching to script-story format.  The scene opens to show Sephiroth Clones #118 [in all her feminine vanity], #662 [in a trench coat] and #445 [wearing black jeans and a black T-shirt, and holding a camcorder.] standing in the bar in the basement of the Icicle hotel.]

#118: Okay, here's the deal.  We've come up to the nearby town of Icicle to talk to the folks about the legendary Northern Crater Jenova.  Legend has it that the Jenova haunts the Northern Crater a few miles from this town.
#445: Um, #118?  Northern Crater is more than just a few miles from Icicle.
#118: Quiet, DARLING.  Just because I LOVE you doesn't mean you can interrupt me.
#445: GAAA!!  WHEN ARE YOU EVER GOING TO LEAVE ME ALONE, YOU FREAK?!!
#662:  Why do I have to wear clothes again?
#118: Shut up, #662.  Now, we're going to introduce ourselves to the camera.  I'll go first.  Focus on my beautiful self, Cutie.
[#445 shudders and turns on the camcorder.]
#118: [preens and poses] Hello, I am Sephiroth Clone #118, but my close friends call me Sophiaroth.
#445: What close friends?
#662: Yeah, you just made that up.
#118: [glares at them evilly] It was my idea to make this documentary, so naturally I'll be the star of it, so anytime you think I'm hogging the camera just remember I'm the STAR!  [She makes a dramatic gesture, dramatically of course] Oh, sure, there's these other two guys with me, but I'm the STAR.  No one really cares what happens to those guys.  They suck, trust me.  Now give me the camera, lover, and I'll hold it for you.
[#445 hesitantly hands over the camera]  Are you sure you can do your introduction on your own, darling?  I could hold your hand if it would make you feel all better.
#445: GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME!  [realizes the camera is on, and running]  Um, I mean...hi, I'm Sephiroth Clone #445.  I'm...um, well I look the youngest of the Sephiroth clones, but that's because I was aged normally and allowed to grow up just like the Master.  #118 and #662 here are only as old as I am if you combine their ages.  [#118 and #662 glare evilly at him, and he gulps.]  Anyway, I'm constantly being picked on by my stupid siblings and hit over the head with random objects.  And every once in a while the world does this flashy thing and-- [cue flashy screen effect that occurs whenever Cloud gets possessed by Spirit-Sephy.  Note, #445 is now possessed by Sephiroth and we will call him thus.]
#118: We only have SO much tape, #445, hurry up and stop hogging the camera time.  I'm the STAR; it's all about ME.
Sephiroth: Hey, I don't recall giving you permission to photograph me.  Turn off that camera and get back to finding the Black Materia.
#662: #445 is pretending to be the Master again!
#118: I know how to fix that.  [She grabs #445 and passionately embraces him]  Oh my darling, #445!  I love you more than Aeris ever will be able to!
Sephiroth: LET GO!  LET GO!  AAAAAAAHHHH!!  GET IT OFF ME!!!!!  [he goes very still suddenly and #445 becomes unpossessed, depossessed...something whatever.]
#118: [drops him.]  Now hold the camera while I talk about why we're here and what we're going to do.
#662: Hey!
#118: What?
#662: Don't I get a chance to show off my fig leaf?
#118: No.  I'm the STAR; it's all about ME.  Are YOU the STAR?
#662: But #445 got to ramble on and on.  I just want to show off my nice fig leaf.
#118: #445 used up your time as well.  We only have SO much tape.
#662: [glares at #445 and hits him upside the head with the blunt edge of his Masamune]  Stupid #445!  I REALLY wanted to show off my new fig leaf!
#445: Ow!  [rubs his head]
#118: Okay, now hold the camera steady, #445...[sees he's set the camera down so he can rub his head]  #445!  PICK UP THAT DAMN CAMERA AND FILM MY BEAUTY AT ONCE!
#445: [gulps and picks up the camera] Okay, okay, just don't touch me!
#118: As I was saying, we've come to the nearby town of Icicle to talk to the people here about the Northern Crater Jenova.  [Starts walking away]  Let's talk to some of the people in the bar...[turns and glares at the other two]  FOLLOW ME WITH THE CAMERA, STUPID!
#445: PMS maybe.  You think, #662?
#662: Let's just get this over with.  Cloud only gave me two days off to do this.  We're starting our second tour of  "How The World Was Saved" after that.
#445: Oh, yeah, how's that Kabuki thing going?
#662: It would be better if Cloud and Rufus would stop trying to jump my ass.
#445: Oh.  [they follow #118 in silence for a few seconds]  Hey, #662?
#662: Yes?
#445: When you say "jump my ass"...um, what exactly do you mean by that?
#118: HEY ENOUGH!  I AM the STAR HERE!  FOCUS on ME!
[They go into the bar where several low-life scum sit drinking, and some people who are not into snowboarding are there too.]
#118: ahem [walks up to a fellow brooding in the corner.  He's dressed in a red cloak with a dark shirt and pants.  The golden claw that serves as his left hand gleams in the dim bar lighting.] Excuse me, sir, but do you know about the Northern Crater Jenova?
Man: ...
#445: Hey, you look familiar.
Man: ...
#445: Vincent Valentine!  It IS you!
#118: AHEM!  I AM THE STAR!  FOCUS ON ME!
Vincent: [bishounen equivalent of a sweatdrop]  Hello, Sephiroth.  What are you doing up here?  Problems with Aeris, perhaps?
#445: No, my stupid siblings bound and gagged me, and then dragged me up here.
Vincent: [bishounen equivalent of a sweatdrop]  You mean they kidnapped you.
#445: Gosh, no, Vincent.  Kidnapping is what total strangers do.  This is a family trip.
Vincent: ...Right.
#118: [shoves #445 aside] Focus on ME.  I'M the STAR.  [#445 gets up off the floor as #662 turns on another camera]  Okay, what’s your name again?
Vincent: He just told you.
#118: Look, Mr. Gothic Lover, just answer the question.  [she sits in his lap]  Now what is your name?
Vincent: Kindly remove yourself from my lap, Miss.
#118: [giggles] My what a long and unusual name!  Okay, Mr. Kindly-remove-yourself-from-my-lap-miss, do you know about the Northern Crater Jenova?
Vincent: Yes.  I was at the party when her body fell in the fissure and then Sephiroth dropped-kicked her head in after it.  You were too.
#118: Silly Bishounen!  Tell us what you know of the legend of the Northern Crater Jenova.
Vincent: I believe someone forgot to give me a script.  [#662 hands him a sheet of paper.  Vincent looks at it.]  You want me to say THIS?  [#118 nods enthusiastically]  Okay.  Fine.  Ahem, [reads] "well, the Jenova is a great mystery in these parts. But I can tell you a story of someone who went up in them snowy parts, and returned a changed sole."  You spelled soul incorrectly.  "See the one day this Professor, he came to study that there Jenova and he goes up into the woods and he stays in this here cabin thingie.  And he stays up there for a heluva long time, ya see.  And some people they went missing from town right?  And then the Professor he comes down from the snowy woods place and he says: 'I'm done here okay.'  And then some people go up to the cabin thingie and they see all these bodies in these mako tube things."  [Vincent stop and turns the page over.]  "And these people were all getting Jenova cells stuck in them, see.  So he'd stick one sorry bastard in the corner while he shoved the other in the tube.  He said he didn't like 'em watching him."
#118: [nodding and trying to look understanding] I see, and what did this have to do with the Jenova?
Vincent: [reads] "He said Jenova made him do it".
#118: Fascinating.  And for the record, who are you, sir?
Vincent: [reads] "The Old Man Guy who Tells the Story Thus Setting up the Entire Plot".
#118: Fascinating...[glares at #662] AHEM!  Focus on me!
#662: Oh, right.  [Takes the camera off of Vincent.]
#118: Let's see if we can find anyone else to talk to.  [She walks off, and #662 follows her with the camera.  #445 remains behind.]
#445: Um...Vincent?
Vincent: Yes, Sephiroth?
#445: When you said that stuff...I mean that never really happened, did it?
Vincent: [bishounen equivalent of a sweatdrop]  I was *reading* the script word for word.
#445: Yeah, but #118 isn't creative enough to come up with that on her own.  Did something like that really happen?
Vincent: [sighs] ...In Nibelheim, yes.  But it wasn't only remotely like that.
#445: But we're in Icicle so we're safe, right?
Vincent: This a crockumentary.  Of course you're safe.  It's all faked.
#445: [breathes a sigh of relief]  Thanks, Vincent, I feel much better knowing that.  I'm gonna leave you to your brooding about my Mom now.
Vincent: Thanks.  [stares off into space]  Oh, Lucrecia...
[#445 goes to where #118 and #662 have found another person to 'interview'.  The young man has brown hair, and blue eyes.  He is dressed in a white shirt, black pants, boots and a short black jacket with a white fur collar.]
#118: C'mon, all you have to do is read the script.  It's easy and you'll get to be in a movie.
Guy: Look, I'm already in a 4 disc game that is sooo much better than the crappy graphics of FFVII.  You guys have no right to even be talking to me.
#445: Hey, FFVII was the greatest game of all time!  It reinvented the RPG in North America, drawing out of the category that it once shared with Trekkies and Star Wars fans!  [Cue the flashy screen effect, and #445 is now repossessed.]
Guy: Yes, and I am Squall Leonhart of FFVIII.  My computer-generated FMV are cutting edge, like high quality motion pictures, and my presentation on the screen is one of realism.  When my party follows me, they actually follow me, they don't disappear inside of me.  And my world map is a featured as a globe.
Sephiroth: Yeah, well, you know what?
Squall: What?
Sephiroth: Look at you, you dress like a girl!  You're so pathetically like Cloud in the absolute lack of human compassion department that it's sickening.  Your villain is such a complete copy of myself, right down to how he wears a trench coat and is being puppeted around by some bitch with the desire to destroy/control the world.
Squall: Stop!  You'll disclose to the world that I am a big phony!
Sephiroth: And, your special moves are complete crap.  Who wants to have to wait till they're almost dead to access their limit break?  Plus, the junction system is way too complicated for its own good.  You can't use magic, GF, draw *and* item.  If you don't have item you have no access to Phoenix downs and potions during battles, and if you don't have magic you can't use your stocked spells.  And you know what else?  Who cares if you're not super-deformed, you still don't have a mouth!  Ha ha ha, you suck, Squall.
Squall: That's it.  I am going to kick your ass for that.  [Squall pulls out his gunblade]  Prepare to meet your maker.
Sephiroth: I already did, and I killed that Hojo bastard.  [Masamune appears in his hand] Bring it on, you cross-dresser.  Ha ha ha, maybe you should join Cloud in his Kabuki troupe.
Squall: You are so dead!  I will draw some magic from you and...hey, why can't I draw any magic from you?
Sephiroth: Because I'm from FFVII, you moron.  Now, behold the power of the One-Winged Angel.  Pale Horse!
[Squall is hit with every status effect in the book]
Squall: Ah!  Because I cannot have accessories I could not equip myself with a Ribbon to protect against that attack.
Sephiroth: Fallen Angel!
Squall: Ahh!  This has hit me like a 'Soul Crush' hit Laguna in those dreams I have.  I am barely left alive...but at least now I can access my special move.  Prepare for Renzokuken!
Sephiroth: Eat Masamune, you wannabe!  [He spears Squall with Masamune in a way traditionally seen at the end of disc one in the Forgotten Capital.]
Squall: In the end...I am nothing...
Sephiroth: Yeah, because you're such a loner that you couldn't even bother to bring your friends here to help you out.  Sucker!  Tell *your* maker that FFVII will never be forgotten!
#118: As great as it is that you defending the honor of FFVII, #445, YOU KILLED MY INTERVIEWEE!
Sephiroth: I told you to stop making this stupid movie and go and find the Black Materia for me.
#662: Give it up, #445, *you're* not fooling anyone.  We know that you're just pretending to be possessed by the Master for attention.
#118: [grabs Sephiroth by the collar]  YOU HAD BETTER BRING MY INTERVIEWEE BACK TO LIFE RIGHT NOW, #445!!
Sephiroth: [gulps, as there is truly nothing scarier that #118.  Oh, others may try, but her scare factor far exceeds even that of Jenova] Yes, ma'am.  [waves a hand over Squall's cooling body.]  Life 2!
Squall: [gets up and sees that he is completely healed]  This is just like in FFVIII when--
#118: SHUT UP ABOUT STUPID FFVIII!
[Everyone in the bar stares at her.  Then the rest of the patrons go back to drinking or brooding or swapping stories of near-miss encounters with falling from the chair lift.  Whatever, ya know, they happen to have been doing.]
Sephiroth: This is too much.  I am so out of here.  [cue flashy screen effect, and #445 is now depossessed.]
#118: [eyes burning with rage]  LISTEN UP YOU STUPID MEN!  All I want is to make my movie and become famous.  I DO NOT WANT TO HEAR ANOTHER WORD ABOUT FFVIII, OKAY?
Squall: [nods] Hey, I'm anti-social, but I'm not suicidal.  I'll keep it zipped.
#445: Wow, #118's evolving!  She's becoming a whole new pokemon species!
[They stare at #445]
#445: Well, isn't she?
#118: I am NOT finished yelling at you for killing my interviewee, #445...
#445: Kill?  What?
#118: [left eye convulsing] Don't play games with me, DARLING, you PaleHorseFallenAngelMasamuneDeathStabbed my interviewee Squawk here and then I had to force you to bring him back to life.
#445: I wouldn't do something like that.  [looks down at the bloody masamune in his hand]  Hey, kewl!  They let me have one these things at last!  Sweet!  Now I can roast marshmallows over the campfire without having to waste half the night looking for a roasting stick.
#118: ...#662, could you?
#662: Oh, right.  [he grabs the Masamune and hits #445 upside the head with the blunt edge].  Kids shouldn't play with sharp objects, #445.
Squall: Hey wait a minute, you're butt *NAKED* under that trench-coat!
#662: Don't be silly, I have my fig leaf.
#118: Don't tell me you looked under his trench-coat!  [her eyes begin to tear] Oh no!  Say it isn't so!  Tell me you don't really enjoy looking under naked men's trench-coats...
Squall: Now hang on a minute...I didn't...
#445: Hey, Squawk, it's okay.  #118 is just upset that she can't...succumb you-
#118: That's 'SEDUCE', #445.  The word is 'SEDUCE'.  Men 'SUCCUMB' to me when I 'SEDUCE' them.  Understand?
#445: Right, okay.  Seduce.  I got it.  Squawk, #118 is just upset that she can't SEDUCE you.  But Cloud says it's okay to be gay and you should show your sexuality with pride.  You can even join his Kabuki troupe if you want.  They got a really good review in the Wutai Times.
Squall: I'm NOT gay, and my name is SQUALL.
#445: It's okay.  You can still join the Kabuki troupe.  #662 isn't gay and he belongs to it.  And Rufus told me once that very few Kabuki players are gay, just him and Cloud mostly.  He says that's why their troupe is named "The Pretty in Pink Lotus Blossoms" instead of something like "Cloud and Rufus's Kabuki Troupe".
Squall: ...
#445: Hey you do that pretty well.  Do you know Vincent Valentine?  He does that silence thing too.  Maybe you should meet him.
Squall: ......
#445: Seems to me one of the Turks does it really well too.
Squall:  ......
#118: #662, hit him again.  HARDER this time.
#662: Right-oh.  [he does hit #445 again.  HARDER this time.]