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macgyvertape · 3 months

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FF14 Stormblood thoughts

Lets see, I posted my running commentary on wrapping up Heavensward in Oct '22 so it's been a while. My friend and I got busy and took a break from the game.

A long time ago I forget who posted:

“#do new players know any opinion they have about stormblood is basically akin to #someone finishing da for the first time this year and saying they have some thoughts about anders they'd like to tell you about #like cool it's understandable you have these thoughts. i however am running for the hills”

which now that I've finished Stormblood I understand, and that's with skipping a bunch of non MSQ stuff.

I'm so excited for Shadowbringers, it was impossible for me to dodge spoilers since people I follow for D2 were posting about it, so I'm going into it knowing a lot of the big spoilers while the friend I play with has no idea. So I was very excited to see a certain skunk haired character pop up post expansion patch.

Actual running commentary on Shadowbringers below, I'm so glad I took notes for when I took a break

Wow so theres swimming in this new city?

I know vaguely who Zenos is and he’s the main antagonist. Just waiting for him to be introduced since the antagonist in the beginning is a joke of a dude with a hammer

Zenos shows up with like a golf club bag of swords, I know this dude is supposed to be this game’s attempt at Sepiroth but I’m not impressed

It was very easy to predict that some of the people we just did quest for were going to die. But damn something happens to Y'shtola every expansion

This storyline is very serious and draws on real world issues, which could not be more of a contrast to my friend and I playing it as we hangout and eat dinner

Fighting an unwinnable fight with my 2 applicable WHM damage spells. Sure he slashed me up but I feel like in universe I can heal tank through anything but a drugged drink

Wow the Black Rose is some serious warcrimes chemical warfare.

I thought Lolorito was dead what’s a dude working for him doing here

Fuck this fish-dude with the bell. Its totally personal

Wow so the imperial viceroy is a asshole who has people kill their family for displeasing her. Really casting the imperials as absolute monsters

Wow huge underwater sections, also didn’t know the dragon-ppl lived underwater

The more Yotsuyu talks the more I’m like “hmm maybe Ilberd had a point”

Susano is a delight, he’s just hamming it up

Huh so apparently Kurenai is the real princess and the person we fought was the body double, I’m going to continue this questline even though it isn’t worth it exp wise just to see how this plays out

Gotsetsu returning to the village: not sure if the intent was to have him be naive, but he comes off as an asshole with talking about how he is owed hospitality and complaining about the tone people talk to him in. Like dude, the whole village is going to face deadly repercussions if you’re seen.

I didnt realize there was a wolf-person race. Why can’t we play as them?

I thought Yugiri was gonna die when we fought Zenos round 2. Guess he’s one of those trope “lives for a strong fight”.

Took a week break then coming back to another new faction with Cirina kinda feels like its killing the momentum

I wasn’t expecting this Sun cult, Magnai is such an asshole, like fuck off with the slavery and a double fuck you with the sexism

Gosetsu is so arrogant, like if he would just shut up things would go so much more smoothly

Is Koko and Sadu of the Dotharl trans or non binary? Great if they are. Like their belief in reincarnation seems pretty understandable if you factor in the later lore about sundered beings being shards of each other and merging over time

Can’t believe we’re letting this empire dude run away for a second time

Yotsuyu had sad childhood backstory, still not sympathetic for the injustices she commits now.

Hien is gonna flood Doma Castle, i know this is like a historical tactic but all I’m thinking of is Rains of Castamere

Damn Gosetsu got taken out by a falling rock (ceiling), how anti climatic I’m not really torn up about it because all the characters just stood around talking

I’m gonna really hope Hien actually killed Yotsuyu with that sword blow

At first i thought some of the questnames were coincidences, but no Doma part of Stormblood has a fair amount of Hamilton references

Oh no Krile, feels like a real kick the dog moment for Fordola

Summoning a primal to bring back a dead child, the question isn’t if this will go poorly but the extent of how poorly it will go. (Although you can resurrect people in battle so I guess thats gameplay and story difference)

I appreciate how Allisaie tried another option

The Shri Lakshmi mechanics were hard and annoying, most challenging fight in a while

Big fire the death star vibes for Fordola, also I just realized she has thigh high tights with the gap between the skirt. WHY instead of armor like other characters get

A randomly appearing Estinien, how did he know to come here? Why now? I have no idea but what a cool entrance, this is the hottest he’s ever been

Does Fordola have the fuckin sharigan?!

Lyse looks hot in the new dress but its the most impractical thing for a fight wtf. Its total fanservice, player character and her fly towards eachother in what could easily be framed as a kiss then the achievement is called “cheek to cheek”

Key to Victory is the quest type I hate where I don’t have firm directions where to go and I got instawiped by the npc followers getting close to the wrong enemy. Wish I could start on very easy

So we freed Krile, what about the rest of the people in the pods?

Zenos turns into the primal dragon that used to be Ilberd, talk about desecrating Ilberd’s belief in using the power to fight the empire

This is a very anticlimatic ending to 4.0. I’m not emotionally tied to Zenos either enjoying him as a villain or hating him as a rival, more like “ah not this asshole again lets see who wins the fight by virtue of plot armor”

So Zenos killed himself after getting 1 good fight, but I know he’ll be back. I’m imagine my character standing there like the Saitama “ok” face

Ok so Estinian stabbing the eyes means Lahabrea and Igeyorhm are super dead

Guess Elidibus stole Zenos’ body. They should have burned it

Nero being Cid’s ex is the funniest way to interpret him joining the Ironworks

Why is this Arnevald guy talking like he knows me

All of the above written before Jan 2023 and then I took a break till November

Got back into the game and its like “here’s a backstory about a guy who was the product of sexual assault from an occupying military force and his horrible childhood” and then “here’s Fordola’s sad backstory where her father was stoned to death by a mob for collaborating while he was protecting her”.

So that’s really sad, then the next quests are the Sultana’s backstory and “go to the golden saucer, try not to get distracted, challenge impossible”

The orb dissipation duty sucks, I just failed it so I could do it on very easy mode

Me: Alphinaud is gonna fuck up paying for this sword, he’s talking to a pawn broker. 30 min later: yeah he fucked up

Patch 2 sure is my least favorite, I don’t like Gosetsu or Yotsuyu

Wow not a surprise the Imperial diplomat is also an imperial zealot, and he’s Yotsuyu’s brother meaning that whole family tree is fucked up

Me: guess the Tsukuyomi wasn’t so infinite. My friend: One Piece was a better anime

The camera really emphasizes Asahi’s crazy eyes and obsession with Zenos. Funny since Zenos then is obsessed with the Warrior of Light

This Garlean with a bunch of Ascian mask trophies is kind of intimidating, but he much have just killed the weak sundered ones. I have no idea who he is, but funnily I know what Ascain is running around as Zenos

Extremely annoying 2 part solo duty that I had to redo when almost getting to the very end, followed by very funny Y'shtola shooting down a guy who had the hots for her

Hell yeah Exarch showing up, now the fun begins because I’m very spoiled on Shadowbringers and my fiend has no clue

Me: Mr nap time himself! My friend: whose this guy. Such a fun intro with Emet being mean to his family and hamming it up, where he’s ???? until the name Solus is dropped

I appreciate the non serious tune and amount of dutch angles in his intro

Oh shit the Ascian hunter is Gaius (not Balter), I didn't recognize him at all since the part of his old mask around the eyes was white I thought that was his skin color

Oh I’ve been mispronouncing Emet-Selch with a ch sound. Also lmao he takes time to be mean to Varis

Ok after the 2 part negotiation with Varis I want to see Solus bully Varis some more. He deserves it

My friend doesn’t recognize the Crystal Exarch from the brief bit at all, if he didn’t remember who Lahabrea is then no chance he recognizes G’raha Tia except that G’raha has been in Dawntrail marketing

Damn so Stormblood ends with a fade to black and then a jumpscare evil Varis grin…

Post quest cutscene: Zenos bodyhopping I guess

#mac plays video games #ff14 #stormblood had the least amount of characters I enjoyed #on both protagonist and antagonist side #ff14 stormblood #liveblog

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aethes-bookshelf · 3 years

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a bouquet just for you || cloud strife/reader

Back with a fandom none of my followers are here for 😎 and you better get ready, 'cause there's more of him coming!

part 2

Pairing: Cloud Strife/Reader

Warnings: angst, hanahaki, hurt/no comfort

AO3 link

Falling in love with Cloud wasn’t difficult. Quite the opposite; it was too damn easy. Maybe it was something about his gruff and awkward persona; or maybe it was his badly disguised kindness and soft heart. Or maybe it was his eyes. Who knew. The point was that no matter what made you fall for him, you were literally going to die for it.

One way or another.

You didn’t fall fast - at least you didn’t think so. You managed to convince yourself that you were perfectly content just being his friend, a rock he could depend on. And the moment you finally realised that may not be true was when you were halfway down the toilet, hacking up bloody flowers.

Goddamnit.

That was the only thing ringing in your head. God-fucking-damnit.

Truth be told, you felt downright shitty, and not just because of the whole hanahaki situation. After all, two of your best friends just got together and you couldn’t even be properly happy for them. What kind of friend were you?

And it’s not like you hadn’t seen it coming. Ever since Sepiroth was gone, Cloud and Tifa had gotten remarkably close. And you managed to stifle the sting you felt every time he looked at her just right. They were perfect for each other. Childhood friends trope in the flesh! You could never dream of standing a chance against that. Against her.

You loved Tifa. You really did. How could you not, after all? Sweet, hard-working, caring, kind... and pretty? No wonder he chose her over you.

A fresh wave of petals came up.

When you had finally calmed down enough to get up without bile rising to your throat, you finally got a real good look at those damn flowers.

Pink roses. Happiness.

Oh, sweet irony.

What were you going to do now? It’s not like you could tell any of your friends, when everyone involved knew each other all too well. If the news reached Cloud, he’d either torture himself with guilt or try and force himself to love you to make sure you’d live; you didn’t want any of that. If there was anyone in the world who deserved happiness, it was him and Tifa. You couldn’t do that to them. You wouldn’t.

Then what? Surgery? But that would mean forgetting him. Everything he is, everything you two had ever been through. No.

Plus, if you remembered everyone but him, he’d figure it all out eventually. Double no.

No way you were getting that damn surgery.

But if not surgery, then what? Were you supposed to just slowly waste away in a corner? After the-fucking-Sephiroth you were to die to a bunch of fucking flowers?!

No.

Your head was empty. You’d run out of options.

So, you screamed.

You screamed and cried, and trashed around your too-small bathroom, in your too-small apartment, feeling too-small and ignored, and unloved, and so damn ugly and useless. Eventually your screams turned into wailing and your wailing turned into small, tired sobs. You just wanted someone to love you. And then, you wanted him to love you. You wanted him more than anything. But he chose someone else.

And because of that, you were going to die.

* * *

The next day, you showed up at Tifa’s bar to congratulate her on their new relationship. Now that you’ve calmed down, a part of you was genuinely happy for them. After all, they were your best friends. And Tifa looked so happy, so radiant, that you couldn’t help but smile. If they could be happy like that for the rest of their lives, it would be all worth it.

And then Cloud walked in. Immediately, your lungs protested and you went into the biggest coughing fit in your life. Your eyes watered, your face went hot and your muscles kept squeezing and squeezing, and squeezing until you thought you were going to puke. You could hear Tifa and Cloud shouting, saying something to you, but you couldn’t breathe enough to answer.

* * *

When you came to, you were lying in bed. There was a glass of water on the nightstand next to it and right beside it was a small, old man in a white coat. He was twirling one end of his moustache on his finger, lost in thought.

His eyes went comically wide when you moved to grab the glass. “Ah, you’re awake.” He cleared his throat. “Good.”

You tried to speak, but your throat burned. You decided to sip on the water instead.

“Let me get straight to the point then. You seem to have come down with hanahaki.”

You nodded.

“You’re lucky we’ve discovered it so early; the flowers haven’t properly taken root yet. If we perform the surgery now--”

“I don’t want the surgery,” you managed to say, voice barely a whisper.

“Oh.” The doctor looked dumbfounded. “May I please know why.”

“I don’t want to…” you swallowed thickly, “forget him.”

“Ah, so that’s why.” He nodded, a sad look in his eyes. “And you are completely sure?”

You nodded again.

“Well, in that case…” He got up and packed his things. “If you change your mind, do come as quickly as possible. The sooner, the better actually.”

“Do they know?”

“I, ah, haven’t told anybody yet. I wanted to discuss your diagnosis with you, first.”

“Good.” You gulped down half the glass. “Don’t tell them.”

The doctor sighed. “Arguing with you about this isn’t part of my job, miss, but I really think your friends should know about what’s happening to you. Hanahaki is a life threatening conditi--”

“Please…”

There was a moment of silence.

“It’s one of them, isn’t it?”

A nod.

“...I’m really sorry, miss.”

“You won’t tell them.”

“No.”

“Thank you.”

The doctor said his goodbyes and left quietly. Your friends soon flooded the room. A small army of medication of various origin and a lot of ‘get well soon’ gifts was assembled on and around the bed; and you’d gotten enough hugs and pats on the back to last you a lifetime.

“It’s just the flu.” you replied with a weak smile every time someone asked you what was wrong. “Nothing to worry about.”

The last person in the room was Cloud. The gods really were testing you today. He held a bag of your favourite snacks and another bottle of cough medicine to be added to your quickly growing collection.

“...Are you okay?” he asked after a too-long moment of silence.

“Not really.” Your voice had gotten hoarse, really hoarse. The petals trying to force their way out of your lungs didn’t exactly help with that. “But I’ll get better.” Liar.

Cloud nodded; he put down his gifts in the pile by the bed.

“Oh, and congratulations to you and Tifa. Been a long time coming.”

That was when he smiled that tiny, tiny smile of his. It broke your heart.

“Thanks.”

He bid his farewell and just like that, he was gone. And you were alone in a pile of gifts and medicine that wouldn’t really help you get better.

The coughing fit you were trying to stop came crashing down on you. As you were spitting out bloody petal after bloody petal, the red mixing with the pretty pink, you thought to yourself: you really were going to die like this, huh?

New tears welled up in your eyes.

God-fucking-damnit.

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oneshortdamnfuse · 2 years

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Fandom: Final Fantasy, any entry

Okay, I got this !!! I am taking the “sending character to superhell” to mean a character I loathe entirely 💜

FFXV:

Blorbo (Favorite) - Ignis Scientia, Obviously.

Scrunkly (“Baby”/Cutie that is So Shaped) - The baby chocobo who looks like Noctis

Scrimblo (Underappreciated) - Gladio b/c he’s one of the most misunderstood of the Chocobros

Glup Shitto (Obscure Fave) - Ramuh. He has saved me against many a demon at night. I’m also obsessed with all storm gods what can I say? I’m predictable.

Poor Little Meow Meow (Problematic Fave) - Ifrit. He did nothing wrong! His anger was justified, I swear! He’s just suffering 🥺

Horse Plinko (Character I Would Torment for Fun) - Dino gets to go in the Horse Plinko b/c he will not shut up or stop sending me on quests to get ingredients for his damn jewelry

Eeby Deeby (Character I Would Send to Superhell) - Ardyn Izunia for many reasons

FFXII:

Blorbo - Balthier.

Scrunkly - Every Single Moogle I Find

Scrimblo - Basch. Why are all the masculine muscly guys with facial scars so underappreciated by FF fandoms? smh

Glup Shitto - Al Cid. He doesn’t have a big role but I know in my heart he’s tried to flirt with Balthier which is hilarious to think about

Poor Little Meow Meow - Literally every “problematic fave” character I can think of someone having (e.g. Gabranth, Vayne, Vossler) I cannot help but dislike so I don’t know if I have one for this game? Does Balthier count for this too? Or Basch? I mean, they both don’t have the cleanest records. Fran can get pretty violent, but that’s not her fault and she has never done anything wrong in her life.

Horse Plinko - Vaan, I swear 2 god. I love him dearly, I just also want to toss him off the airship sometimes.

Eeby Deeby - Vayne. Bye bitch 💜

FFVII:

Blorbo - Zack Fair, my beloved

Scrunkly - Cloud 😭😭😭

Scrimblo - Tifa and Aerith both are under appreciated b/c all people do is fight over who is “better” for Cloud 🙄 Clearly they should just date each other

Glup Shitto - This is so random but I really liked Leslie Kyle in the Remake

Poor Little Meow Meow - Sepiroth. His mind... (Also, Vincent... )

Horse Plinko - If I say Cloud again, is that bad?

Eeby Deeby - Professor Hojo deserves worse than superhell

🤪

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izayoichan · 3 years

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all of them :3

Well.. already answered some, but you will have the rest ;)

1. Favorite video game?

The last of us & The last of us 2 (Nope, not the sims, I know that's probably what people expect, but nah.)

2. First console you owned?

Playstation (yeah, the first one ;))

3. A game that holds a special place in your heart?

Answered here. I can add FFXIV, which is my current mmo addiction, playing with friends is always fun.

4. Favorite video game character?

Answered here.

5. Least favorite video game character?

Answered here.

6. Favorite genre?

I mostly play RPG's and generally story heavy games. They often mix together, so win win.

7. Video game character you’ve had a crush on?

Connor from Detroit Become Human, Sepiroth from FFVII (one does like a badguy), Chris Redfield of course.. who hasn't?

8. First video game you remember playing?

Prince of Persia, on my uncles MAC. It was one of my very early introductions to gaming, and I never got very far. It was hard!

9. Age you started gaming?

Answered here.

10. Hardest video game you’ve played?

Answered here

11. Video game you’ve spent the most time on?

This depends.. if I take all the Final Fantasy games and see them as one.. then them. If not, at least for a while longer, the game I spent the most time on is easily World of Warcraft. Although FFXIV is slowly catching up!

12. Most embarrassing gaming moment?

My complete and utter inability to jump.. in every game I jump and fall off stuff.. it keeps being embarrassing.

13. Scariest video game you’ve played?

PT (Playable Trailer) that sadly never became an actual game. Now I generally don't feel scary games are scary, but man, that was creepy to play. (I sadly didn't get it downloaded on PS myself, but got to play it on a friends)

14. Most memorable gaming moment?

The end of ARR, combined with all of Shadowbringers main story.. never had a game that left me with any feeling like it.. you got so into it, and then suddenly you just sit there feeling empty when there isn't any more and you know it.. not for a while anyways.

15. Video game character you wish you could meet in real life?

Answered here & here

16. PC, Xbox, Playstation, or Nintendo?

Answered here.

17. Gaming company you’re most loyal to?

If you asked me 10 years ago it would be Blizzard. Now its Square Enix. (Final Fantasy anyone? Guess you all expected me to write EA for sims huh? ;)

18. If you could only play one video game for the rest of your life, which would you choose?

Final Fantasy XIV, because I could at least play with others and endlessly change my houses. (Also their still expanding on it for years to come.)

19. Do you use strategy guides?

Yep! (specially to learn new fights in ffxiv if I feel like I struggle to understand them. )

20. How often do you use cheats?

Answered here

21. Competitive or single player?

Single player (MMO to me is more cooperation than competitive, at least the way I play, I don't need first kills anymore)

22. Video game character you want to/have cosplayed?

Yuna in her wedding dress from FFX... I have never cosplayed though, but always wanted to try that. That and my own characters, not that I am a) male or 2) would fit the clothes, but still.

23. Ever go to a video game convention?

I am not sure it counts as a convention, but it is the biggest similar thing in Norway, Spillexpo, and I was there once.

24. Hardest boss fight you’ve been in?

Cleric beat in bloodborne.. good I hate that fight..

25. Video game you wish you could burn from your memory?

Answered here & here

26. Favorite gaming series?

Unsuprisingly (or for some I guess surprisingly) Final Fantasy

27. Do you skip tutorials, or find them useful?

Depends on the game. If its a gamestyle I know I can skip it.

28. Best online gaming experience?

Doing actual extreme content when their main content, because the people in my fc are crazy enough to take me with them. Even though they know I probably hold them back. And that awesome feeling when we clear it and I get something shiny I think I would never see until maybe the next expansion.

29. Worst online gaming experience?

Realizing the once friendly random wow comunity was gone, replaced with a bunch of elitist jerks. It helped me change games though to something better

30. Why do you game?

Answered here

#gamer asks #well this is what I normally do to others #so thanks #was fun to go through them all #lazysunjade #I'm a simmer that play more other games than I tend to play sims XD

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eldritchcatgirlgf · 3 years

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Ok, now that's I've gotten my rage out of the way, let me give my own clear, concise and calm take of the Game Awards.

For the most part, it was pretty good. Aside from the fact that the Last of Us 2 won way too many awards as well as GOTY - and the fact that Spider-Man: Miles Morales won NOTHING - I could agree with most of the wins this years.

Among Us got picked as both the Best Multiplayer Game and Best Mobile Game, both of which it deserves, as well as a new map from Henry -frickin- Stickmin.

We got multiple new game reveals, including two road-trip style games, both of which I want to play

Wooper Time :)

New Smash Fighter, Sepiroth! Not my first pick, but I could tell several fans were satisfied with this choice. And I'm not opposed to it either!

Hades got best indie game!

Multiple continuations, such as new Dragon Age and Mass Effect games.

Destiny 2 is free now! So guess who has to buy a PS4 or something...

So, all in all, I'd say the Game Awards were... okay. If it hadn't shone such a spot light on the Last of Us 2, it proabably would've been fantastic.

#game awards #the game awards

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getbacktoworknovice · 4 years

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🖤Sephiroth x Reader - Wouldn't you Like to Know (ModernPrincess!AU)

[You’ve been arranged to marry a man you absolutely cannot stand yet it seems like there’s more to him than meets the eye. How does he really feel about you? ]

You looked at yourself in the vanity mirror, chewing on the corner of your lip. You looked over your collection of lipsticks, trying to decide. Which color was most suited for meeting with someone you couldn't stand? Your father had arranged the meeting saying the two of you needed to talk about something important but the man's very name set you on edge.

Sephiroth.

So pretentious, you really couldn't stand him or his dumb, pretty face. That’s what irked you the most. He was insanely good looking but his sweet face betrayed the utter sadist who lied beneath. You sighed, clenching your fists a bit before picking a plain color to put on as your servant knocked on your door.

“My lady, your father has requested your presence in the conference room,” they said and you nodded, sending them away and getting to your feet. Time to get this over with. You made your way down the sleek, long hallways towards your father’s meeting place, not realizing you were clenching your teeth until you knocked on the door. You waited until your father’s butler opened the door and took a step into the room.

It was impossible not to notice him first.

His high cheekbones, his almond-shaped eyes, and soft-looking lips. A pretty face framed by silver hair. Sephiroth. He was standing in the back with his own company of men, all who looked like clones of him. Silver hair and black leather. You hadn't realized you were looking at him until he caught your eyes with his own and gave you a smirk.

You looked away, turning your attention to your father who, upon seeing you, called for them all to gather up. You weren’t sure what the meeting was about but you would bear it for now. The faster you got it over with the faster Sephiroth would leave. Little did you know that was going to be far from the truth.

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You couldn't sleep that night, you didn't think you ever would be able too again. You couldn't believe what had happened and the more you thought about it the angrier you got. Your father had apparently promised Sephiroth that you would marry him. It had something to do with securing an alliance of some kind or something but honestly, you had stopped listening after the “marry Sepiroth” part.

You had been furious with him and argued long after Sephiroth and his left the room. He’d be staying a week and then you were supposed to get married. Married. To your worst nightmare. The two of you hadn't always been at odds. In fact, when you were younger he used to be your role model. He was a good five years older than you, and he was always so cool and confident.

But then as he got older he became more arrogant and pretentious and you were a good-natured and kind person so your personalities clashed constantly. He went out of his way to embarrass or humiliate you and always made you feel small and helpless.

You hated it. You weren’t a child anymore! You kicked off your blanket with a frustrated sigh, getting up and padding barefoot over to your large window. It gave you a great view of the city which you normally enjoyed but now? All you could feel was a looming sense of dread.

You rested your forehead against the cool glass for a moment, watching the nighttime traffic and looking at the stars you could make out through the smog. You took a step back before sliding the window open, going out onto your balcony, letting the cool night air ruffle your hair and sleepwear. You sighed in content, taking in a deep breath and letting it out. You managed to find a moment of peace it seemed.

“What are you doing out so late?” You heard a voice and your good mood instantly evaporated. You startled, looking off to your left and saw that it was indeed the last person you wanted to see. Your father must have put him in the room next to yours, the tall man leaning on the edge of his balcony next to yours. You averted your eyes quickly, not only because you loathed him but because he was not wearing a shirt.

“Are you going to ignore me?” He asked, resting his cheek in his hand and smiling at you, making you turn to face him with a huff.

“Yes, I plan on ignoring you for the entire week and then some!” You assured him, making him chuckle.

“It's going to be a bit difficult to ignore me when we’re going to be married.” He assured you and you felt your face heat up in anger all over again. You looked away again, clenching your fists and teeth angrily.

“I’m not marrying you.” You insisted, glaring at him and he looked back at you curious.

“Your not?” he asked and you shook your head.

“No!” you said firmly, hoping to get him to back down but he regarded you like an owner dealing with a naughty puppy.

“Did your father change his mind?” he asked in an almost condescending way.

“No...” you admitted, feeling your fists clench in the realization that you really didn't have a choice.

“Then I don't think you have much leeway to say no my dear,” he said almost tauntingly making you mad all over again.

“Don't call me that!” you insisted but that only seemed to make him more inclined to do so.

“What’s wrong my love? Do you not like me?” He asked and you fumed turning to go back into your room but he did something that took you by surprise. He got up on the edge of his balcony and jumped over to yours, landing in front of you making you back up away from your room.

“Are you crazy?!” You asked, suddenly worried. “You could have fallen, you idiot!” You insisted and he tilted his head at you curiously.

“Aww, you worried, and here I thought you didn't care about me,” He teased and you felt your face go red and you tried to get around him but he kept coming towards you, making you back up.

“I wasn't worried, I’d be glad if you fell!” You insisted as you backed up. “Then I wouldn't have to marry you like some crazy person!” You insisted but he didn't back away, moving until he had you pinned against your balcony.

“You really don't like me do you?” He asked, seeming offended almost in a way that made you wonder if he really cared about what you thought. You lifted your chin, looking up at him to show him you weren’t going to back down.

“I loathe you,” you said honestly, looking him right in the eye, thinking maybe you had finally gotten to him and that he would leave you be. Instead, he came closer, grabbed your chin in his hand and pressed a long, lingering kiss to your lips.

Your eyes widened and you brought your hands up to push him away but found yourself pressing closer to him even returning the unexpected kiss before you realized what you were doing. When he pulled away you bit your lip and pushed him, swatting at his bare chest.

“What is wrong with you?!” You insisted but he only regarded you with mild amusement.

“Mn, just confirming a suspicion,” he said licking his lips. “You’re going to be interesting aren't you?” He asked and you flushed hugging yourself a bit.

“You shouldn’t take advantage of a woman when she’s vulnerable!” You chastised making him chuckle. He turned away, heading towards the edge of the balcony and you reached out for him. “Wait, don't jump over again!” You said and he turned to you with raised brows before he gave you one of him infuriating smirks.

“You really do care about me don't you?” He teased and you gave him a rude hand gesture unfitting of a princess but that sure felt good. “I’ll remember that.” he assured you before jumping back over to his side, landing perfectly and turning to face you with a ta-da. You rolled your eyes and he smirked again, turning to go back inside his room but you called out to him.

“Sephiroth…” You paused unsure why you had called to him really, you hated him...didn't you? “If we have to be married…” You grumbled. “I have to know...do you like me or not?” You asked, finally getting it out. Sephiroth turned towards you fully, that same stoic expression you were used to on his face before a wicked smile took his lips.

“Wouldn't you like to know.”

#sephiroth #sephiroth x reader #sephy #sephy tag #sephiroth final fantasy #final fantasy 7 shorts #final fantasy 7

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sir-adamus · 4 years

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so i never played the original ff7 but i actually never knew aerith was like an actual character i thought she was just like someone who got killed by sepiroth (because that is everything i saw about her)

oh yeah no shes a party member for most of the game up until her death, which is why its such a big, shocking moment in the story

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u23art · 4 years

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A Look at Final Fantasy 7 Remake

I beat this game with a somersault kick from Tifa into a floating Sephiroth’s balls and that makes this game a stand out for me. It’s been 5 years since me and my friend were exclaiming with happiness during the E3 2015 announcement. I wasn’t as dedicated a fan to FF7, I hopped on long ago with Advent Children. After that I played Dirge of Cerberus cause I had a PS2 and it was accessible, years later I managed to borrow a PSP and Crisis Core, then finally in 2017 I played FF7 on the PS4. I bring up my history to illustrate that my judgment won’t be guided by rose tinted glasses or warm, fuzzy childhood memories. 5 years in the making, FF7R is a reimagining of the first 4 hours of FF7’s Midgar segment. Press surrounding the game said things along the lines of this being an “expansion” of Midgar, but perhaps that’s just a mandela effect talking. It’s more correct to say that this game “extends” already established parts of the Midgar narrative. You as the player are limited to sectors 5,6 and 7 before heading off to the Shinra building. No extra sectors or getting a peak at places like Sector 0. Regardless, the areas they extend can give players a commendable 30 hour experience, including cutscenes. There are more side quests for each aforementioned sector and honestly they’re handled well. There isn’t an overwhelming amount of them to do before pursuing the next story mission, for the most part they provide a lot of good character moments for the party and NPCs and they can net you some good items and material. Leslie was my favorite among the added NPC characters, he looks cool, his interactions with the party are entertaining and I hope to see him again so we can help him find his girlfriend. The major editions to this game are the Whispers and more regular appearances from Sepiroth. Whispers, though not visually exciting do provide some intriguing questions to ponder as Square moves forward with this new timeline. Sephiroth on the other hand, comes off as utterly silly. Cloud regularly hallucinates, sees Sephiroth taunting him, and quickly disappears while the scene moves forward while Cloud refuses to be transparent as to what he’s experiencing. I can’t help but wonder if there was a better way to put Sephiroth in the narrative without turning him into a mustache twirling villain and dismantling the suspense before fighting him. For the most part I liked this game, each character was fun to play as and none come off as useless to given situations. Cloud can deal heavy damage with his Punisher mode, Aerith has long range magic which does well do dole damage to non-staggered enemies, Tifa can steadily pulverize her enemies INTO the staggered state and Barret’s machine gun allows him to be INCREDIBLY useful since his ATB gauge can fill up remarkably quickly and he can attack or heal more efficiently with the only downside being that he’s very slow to evade his enemies. Not only is this game fun, but progressing through the story can provide you scenes you love with spectacular cinematic flare. Such examples include; Cloud reuniting with the Hardy Daytona, Rufus Shinra blazing around the helipad with his rifles, Reno and Rude being stylish professionals and so on. And the music, good lord the music, the best word I want to describe it with is “crisp”. It is crisp, clear and certain arrangements swell at just the right time to complement a scene and made it shine. My favorite being, again, when Cloud mounts the Hardy Daytona, the World Theme flares, and he gets to running down Heidegger’s gaggle of troops. And Tifa’s theme throughout also gets a number of exciting variants. I’ll keep my list of other criticisms brief as there were only scattered instances of them: -A poor choice of music misrepresents the dread that should have been the Sector 7 plate dropping combined with a pointless cameo from Cait Sith -Whisper’s designs coming off as uninspired, but maybe their ghostly appearance is intentional, and the Whispers are a metaphor for purists fans that want Final Fantasy 7 kept preserved as it is. And the developers are resentful of that. -Sephiroth being a constant, taunting presence but not actually physically present to be any kind of threat as to create anticipation before fighting him as the final boss -Low textures everywhere, like with many doors throughout areas such as the Sector 7 slums -Skyboxes during segments where the party is high in the air and looking down, they can look fuzzy and the perspective is wonky -Red XIII not truly being a party member to control, but that’s more a nitpick than a criticism. He only shows up near the end of the game and that’s too late to start throwing out new sets of weapons and equipment to power up for him. So these decisions are justifiable. -Voice actors, I got used to for the most part, though I’ll always prefer the Advent Children cast. Sephiroth’s new actor gets the job done, any criticism I would have would be directed towards the script he was given. -Zack though. Oh. My. God. What happened with poor dear Zack, the new VA’s lines were brief but stick out in the worst way. Originally Zack had a mature, deeper voice fit for a weathered soldier trying to remain positive. In the remake however, his voice is lighter, peppy, and comes off as very snarky; sounding as if he wants all of Zack’s prestige as a character without actually earning it. FIX THIS. I CARE ABOUT ZACK TOO MUCH TO SEE HIM POORLY CASTED. Otherwise, I liked this game, it establishes that this is not replacing or dismissing the original canon of media, but provides a new timeline. I’m even replaying it with the chapter select feature just so I can get the satisfaction of mowing down enemies since I’m at a higher level. As for purists who reject this game, thinking it’s trying to replace the original, don’t. This game, for reasons I won’t go into, is a sequel of sorts to all the canon you love, and the games you love are still intact and canon. This game provides a level of narrative substance similar to that of Crisis Core and I can recommend it to anyone eager to jump back into the 7-iverse.

#Final Fantasy #Final Fantasy 7 #Cloud Strife #Final Fantasy 7 Remake #Square Enix #Zack Fair

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where-the-wilds-things-are · 5 years

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Wild Meets Wild Chapter Three

It was hard, saying goodbye to Silverpine City for Rusty. He could tell it was the same for Princess and Smudge. This place, even though they were leaving it behind, was their home for six months, basically their world. They could never see the sights, and inhabitants that lived here again. They would never sniff the same scents again. Rusty would always remember that he came from the City; even if he became a Warrior, he would never forget his origins as a cat that lived on Lucky Land Lane.

Penumbra was the first cat they saw, chilling by a black fountain birdbath. The Black and Gray Chimeria’s face shot up to greet them, four ears crowning her head. “Hello, Smudge, Rusty, and Princess! What brings you here today…” she trailed off when she saw their solemn faces. “Why do all of you have expressions like you are about to make a life-changing decision?” Penumbra meowed.

Rusty met her gaze, but before he could speak, Smudge beat him to it. “We are,” the black-and-white tom said, then seemed to hesitate.

Penumbra cocked her two-toned head. “What?”

The trio nodded. “We’re going to live with the Clans,” Rusty said, “So we came to say goodbye.”

Her nose wrinkled. “You can’t be serious,” she growled, sitting up. “Those snotty cats with their “blood-lines” and their “boundaries?” ” Her tail swished behind her, her long-furred tail catching dust.

“That’s right,” Princess said.

“You three might be crazy,” Penumbra began, her voice hard initially. But when she glanced at Smudge, her tone softened a little. “They will never accept you. Any of you.”

“We know that realistically,” Smudge said, “some cats won’t accept complete strangers into their home. But hopefully with time, our efforts can make some see otherwise, and they will call us clanmates.”

Her whiskers twitched. “Always an optimist, Smudge? That won’t protect you out there in the forest.”

“We’ll keep him safe, don’t worry,” Rusty purred. Princess nodded in agreement.

“Well,” Penumbra said. “You need to try to come to visit. And if I see one hair on your pelt is harmed, Smudge,” she glared at Rusty and Princess, “you’ll have me to answer to me.”

Rusty nodded. “Of course,” he said, blinking. She acted tough and had a soft spot for Smudge, but at the same time, she had a lot of faith in him. “He’ll be ok, Penumbra.”

One set of ears twitched on her head. “He’d better be,” she said.

“We’re going to say goodbye to Johnny and Sephiroth,” Princess said. “Do you want to tag along?”

The molly looked at Smudge, then at Rusty and Princess before sighing. “Okay, but if any Clan Cat tries to spout “pure-blood” rhetoric at me then I hope they have the cat version of medical insurance because I’m not dealing with any bullshit-nonsense. I already have to deal with that from Razoul, no need to get it from some Larpers.”

“Noted,” replied Rusty. He hoped that Lionheart didn’t piss Penumbra or the others off, but he didn’t see the golden tom to be the type to gloat about blood-lineage. Hopefully, they shouldn't have to deal with that once they got to the Clan.

Penumbra sneezed before getting up. “Come on, Sephiroth should be outside sunning his fur by now.” And with that, she took the lead. Blinking in surprise, the others looked at each other before following her.

They had to pass two gardens before they saw the large Nebelung, and sure enough, he was sunning on the patio table that was on the deck. Penumbra wasted no time calling his name. “Sephiroth, come down here, you have visitors. Smudge, Rusty, and Princess!”

The tom grumbled before opening his yellow eyes. “What?” Looking down, he spotted the quartet of cats amassed below him. “What’s going on here? Penumbra, your voice can wake up the dead,” he muttered.

“Rusty and the others have something to say...unless you think you’ll chip a claw and faint if you come down?” she sneered.

Princess shook her head, “Those two argue like old mates, I won’t be surprised if they have kits when we leave,” she said under her breath.

Sephiroth sprang down from his resting place and padded up to them. “Okay, I’m down here, what’s going on?” meowed the dark gray tom, his deep voice vibrating in Rusty’s ear fur.

“Smudge and the others are leaving to join some country hicks who think they're the shit,” Penumbra replied, blue and yellow eyes staring straight at the Nebelung’s face.

Sephiroth’s eyes grew comically large. “Country hic—you mean the Clans? Why would you want to join them? All they do act that they are Gods’ Gift to the world, and then get mad when you even step over the fence. Last time I checked they don’t own the damn city, so why get so torn at that?”

Rusty cleared his throat before talking. “Me and Princess want to join because our owners want us to enter a very high Show-Cat Circuit, and we refuse to put up with all of the drama that goes with it. As for Smudge, one word: Donovan.”

Penumbra’s head turned so fast Rusty was surprised it didn’t break. “Donovan? That little ba- that guy with the dead fish-eyed look? Why didn’t you mention that?” she hissed in anger. “This makes more sense now,” a sympathetic look came into her eyes. “Smudge, you feared for your life, didn’t you?”

Smudge nodded his head. “Donovan is unpredictable, and Charlie and his sister can’t keep an eye on him at all times. Better play it safe. Besides, I want to become a Medicine Cat, apparently, the Clans have some knowledge of herbs, which makes sense since they didn’t all die from some sickness or infections. I can contribute so much Penumbra, I know I can!”

The she-cat stared long at Smudge before she spoke. “I truly hope that you find meaning in this Clan Smudge. Same goes for you Rusty, Princess. Don’t let some glorified Backyardigans tell you can’t strive to do things, show the Clan and everyone in it what cats from Lucky Land Lane can do.”

“Penumbra is right, don’t let them shame you for being born somewhere else. They might not like you since you were born over the fence, but don’t let them say you will never amount to anything just because you don’t have Clan blood, whatever that means.” Sephiroth then looked pensive. “Are you taking anything with you by the way? Maybe if you bring some gifts like a blanket, some will be more accepting of all of you. Winter nights in this country can get harsh, taking one can help.”

Princess’s head shot up. “We did consider that! It was Smudge's idea, so this morning we took three blankets along with some toys for any kittens.” She didn’t bring up Bonnie or PK, much to Rusty’s relief. He didn’t need Penumbra to find out about his plush, or she’ll bring it up that he still needs a stuffed toy to go to bed.

Sepiroth cocked his head, “How do you plan to carry all of that by the three of you? You know what, I’ll help, I'm sure Penumbra would be thrilled to help Smudge.”

Penumbra glared, but Smudge cut her off before the two can argue even more. “We still need to talk to Johnny, Winry, and Seng. Can we please hurry?”

Sephiroth grunted and went to Princess’s side. “Lead the way then.”

Johnny’s backyard always made Rusty envious. Various garden statues from fantasy games littered the lawn, and he even had a koi pond that his owners defended like it was their newborn child, along with catnip plants in colorful pots.

Johnny was located by a garden statue, a red flower with black eyes from games that have some human with a mustache jumping down some green pipes.

The orange tabby seemed to notice that he had company since he started to wheel himself towards them. Today, he wore a white bandana with blue stars on it. “Is anyone going to explain why they are five cats in my backyard? I mean, I’m grateful that I have visitors, but I have a hunch that I’m not going to like what I’m going to hear.

He was right.

After getting a quick rundown from Rusty, Johnny shook his head. “Well, if that is what you want to choose, then I hope that everything turns out well for the three of you. I can’t blame you either, with you and Princess becoming a bunch of fashion divas and Smudge wanting to leave his home so he won’t be hurt. Trust me, I wouldn’t wish to stay in homes like that on my worst enemy. Granted, if they got hit by a fully loaded speeding semi-truck, then I'm fine with that.”

Rusty pointedly ignored the two bullet-shaped scars on the tom’s back, the reason why Johnny had to be in that wheelchair. The tom refused to talk about his past, and only said he came from a rescue center and is now happy with his new owners, especially their daughter, Erina. He also hated to be seen as a liability and would grow cold to anyone who tried to baby him.

“It’s nearly time, how about we stop by Winry and Seng before we get the things and leave?” meowed Rusty.

Johnny snorted. “I’m coming along. I want to be there to see these “wild cats” that I keep hearing about. Too bad I missed Henry fight that tom, I was at the vet getting shampooed.”

Johnny then noticed the looks he was getting. “There’s a hole in the fence that some humans can’t be bothered to fix, I can just go right through it. I’m not stupid, I know I can’t climb the fence,” he said, voice full of irritation.

The others had the decency to look embarrassed, and the group of five became six.

To Rusty and the other’s disappointment, Winry and Seng didn’t seem to be out at all. “That’s right, they should be at HeartGold Park at this time. I guess in all of the excitement, it left our minds,” glumly replied Princess.

“We can tell them what happened,” mewed Penumbra reassuringly. Softly headbutting her in the shoulder, she went on, “They’ll understand, knowing Seng, she’ll be happy that you are happy.”

Princess’s eyes glittered with emotions. “That’s the kindest thing you’ve ever said to me. I’ll never forget that.”

“Good. Don’t get used to it,” She said in a light voice.

“Hey, what about me?” asked Rusty. He didn’t get any encouraging words!

“You two are littermates, you two can share it,”

While Johnny went through the hole he talked about, the others raced back to the garden that Rusty and Princess used to call home. Grabbing PK in his mouth, he carried the autumn blanket carefully as he could on his back so it won’t unfold. Princess carried the Starry blanket and Bonnie, and Sephiroth and Penumbra carried the Jack o Lantern between them since it was the largest. Smudge held his lunchbox in his jaws.

Once over the fence, they saw Johnny was already on the other side. “Finally! I thought humans would have created flying cars by the time you five came here!”

Sephiroth surprisingly rose to his bait. “Okay, oh Sultan of Speed, how about you carry this with Penumbra then? You the only one that doesn’t have any cargo. How’s that fair?”

Johnny puffed out his chest. “It’s because I never volunteered to, I just wanted to see Clan cats and say goodbye to the others. Penumbra is right, you don’t deserve that name. The real Sephiroth wouldn't have whined about holding some fluffy blanket, do you need your beauty rest so you won’t pass out from this grueling labor?!" taunted the orange and white tom.

“Time to go,” hissed Smudge. He was getting antsy, and quite frankly so was Rusty and Princess. Honestly, he loved these cats but they can’t argue right now when Lionheart should be on his way

“Alright, alright,'' said Johnny. “Lead the way."

As they approached the spot where they met the Clan Cats yesterday, Johnny looked around with interest. “Huh, who would have thought that this is behind the fence after all this time. Just how far does this place go anyway?” he wondered out loud.

Penumbra saw a squirrel’s bushy tail darted up a tree with abundant speed. "This makes me want to catch a squirrel or even a bird back home,” she replied. “It feels peaceful here too, I’ll give those forest cats that."

“Okay, we're here, right on time,” muffled Rusty behind the toy. Dropping his cargo, Rusty sat on the grassy floor with a sigh. The others copied his actions, with them carefully placing the items on the soft grass. “These cats better appreciate this, I swear if someone spits on our faces for “bringing frivolous things" than they can catch these paws with their face,” said Penumbra, whiskers twitching.others

Rusty, Princess, and Smudge shook their heads. With Penumbra’s owner being an MMA fighter, that sounded less of a threat and more of a promise.

Rusty turned his head to take in their surroundings. Tall trees shielded the ground from the midday sunshine, making it comfortably cool. Here and there a patch of sunlight shone through a gap in the leaves and lit up the forest floor. Rusty could smell the same cat-scent as last night, and as a matter of fact, he picked up Lionheart’s scent, along with two unknown ones nearby.

“Lionheart! Is that you? You can come out with your friends!” meowed Rusty, which caught the attention of others.

“Someone is here?” replied Johnny, looking around in surprise.

The bramble bush in front of them shook before Lionheart walked out of the undergrowth.

“So you scented me, that’s a good sign that you are aware of your surroundings." His gaze never left the unknown cats as he came to a halt. “Whitestorm, Stonefoot, you can come out now too," he meowed.

‘Who’s Whitestorm and Stonefoot?’ was the thought that was on everyone’s minds.

The city cats watched as two new cats strolled into the clearing. One was a long furred white tom that had a hint of grey on his ears, tail, and face, while the other one had Russian Blue ancestry, and had very faint traces of stripes on his tail and legs.

“Lionheart? Who are these cats? I thought you said there would be three of them? And what are those things beside them? They smell like it came from two-leg place," said the greyish tom, who must be Stonefoot.

Rusty stared at the tom, he resembled Bluestar greatly. ‘Is he related to her by chance?’

Smudge picked up on this and cocked his head to the side as he glanced at the grey cat. “Excuse me Sir, are you related to Bluestar by any chance?”

Stonefoot inclined his head. “Yes, I am. I’m her son, and she was made Deputy when my siblings and I were still kits by her side.” His voice was filled with pride when he mentioned this, and he turned to face the white tom next to him.

Whitestorm, who was probably named for his fur, spoke up. “I have to say, when Bluestar said that they were kitty pets that resembled Leopardshine and was nearly the size of our biggest Warrior, I had a hard time picturing it. But now, I can see why she extended an offer to join the Clan."

“But to answer Stonefoot’s question, who are these cats Rusty?” mewed Lionheart, his voice having the slightest edge to it. Rusty wondered why until it hit him. He might think it is some trap since he had only expected the three of us. He doesn’t know about Pen, Sephiroth, or Johnny.

"I guess it is fair we introduce them." Using his tail, Rusty pointed at his friends. “This is Penumbra, Sephiroth, and Johnny. They decided to send us off when we told them we were leaving and offered to carry gifts for your Clan."

Meeting the Clan Cats gazes, he continued. “As for those items over there; we figured since you said nights can get cold, we brought blankets, something that can keep you warm. We also brought some toys for any kittens for entertainment.”

The cats gave their own greetings.

Penumbra nodded her head. “I always wondered what a Clan Cat would look like, so it’s nice to meet you three,” she said. Smudge gave her a quick glance, and Rusty assumed she was putting a friendly face so she won’t come off needlessly antagonizing.

“And no, I can’t hear out of the other pair of ears, apparently they are for show,” the molly answered.

“Yes, my back legs don’t work. This is called a wheelchair, and it helps me get around so I don’t have to drag myself whenever I want to move,” said Johnny. He wheeled himself in a tight circle to prove his point.

Lionheart, Whitestorm, and Stonefoot looked on with wide eyes.

“I never imagined that I’ll see a cat with Russian Blue ancestry in the forest. And one that somehow has ghost stripes as an adult! I know humans who would pay good money to have you as a pet!” Sephiroth told Stonefoot.

Stonefoot had a look of confusion in his bluish eyes. “...Thanks?”

Whitestorm went to the Jack o Lantern blanket and pressed down on it with his paw. Golden eyes took on a contemplative shine. “Lionheart, Stonefoot, I think they are right. The Elders and The Queens can make use of these.”

Rusty secretly did a fist pump in his head. They seemed okay with it so far!

The tom then looked at PK and Bonnie. “Are those for the kits? They sure are… colorful looking.”

“No, those two are very special and belong to us,” replied Princess. “The toys for the kits are in Smudge’s lunchbox.” She tossed her head to the Spidey themed tin box.

Rusty grimaced as Penumbra got a look in her eyes. “Rusty still needs a toy to go to bed? Oh man, why didn’t you tell me this before you decided to leave? I could have held this over him.”

The savannah tom sighed in resignation. At least she wouldn’t have the time to actually do it.

“Speaking of my lunchbox, can I please train to become a Medicine Cat? I’ll listen to every word my mentor says and my tin box can hold a lot of herbs!” said Smudge with hope in his golden eyes.

Stonefoot stared at Smudge in surprise. “You want to become a Medicine Cat? Hmmm, I’ll let Bluestar and Spottedleaf know that there is a potential apprentice that wants to join. If they say yes, then your odds are good.”

Smudge practically glowed with excitement.

“Can me and the others help carry this to the Clan? If that’s okay with all of you,” asked Penumbra.

Rusty looked at Lionheart with hopeful eyes. Princess and Smudge did the same.

Whitestorm and Stonefoot gazed at the golden tabby, who thought about this question.

“Only because your gifts seem like a pawful to carry.” Looking at Penumbra, Sephiroth, and Johnny, he went on. “It is an honor for outsiders to come to our camp, but don’t try to come back to our territories to catch prey, or you will be chased out.”

Smudge spoke before Penumbra could. “They know not to trespass, Lionheart. Right guys?”

Sephiroth nodded, though his eyes held a spark of irritation at the accusation that he’d hunt in foreign territory.

Johnny shrugged his shoulders. “The Valentines give me beef, poultry, and pork for my meals. So I’m good on that end.”

Penumbra bristled at Lionheart’s tone but nodded her head. “I’m fine with the prey back over the fence, you won’t find any squirrels missing from me.”

Lionheart nodded. “Good to hear. Stonefoot, you can…” he trailed off as the wind suddenly brought new scents into the clearing. Something familiar to the City cats.

Hissing, Lionheart’s fur fluffed up. “Dogs! Dogs are coming straight towards here! You five, hide over there and we sho—”

Out of the bushes shot out two large dogs. One was a brindle Greyhound, and the other was a fully grown black and tan Tibetan Mastiff.

The Clan cats jumped back, the scent of fear and alarm coming off of their fur in waves.

Rusty gaped at the sight, before yowling in joy. “Seng! Winry. You came!”

The dogs now known as Seng and Winry halted in front of the group of felines. The Greyhound huffed, before doing something that nearly gave the Clan cats a collective heart attack.

She spoke. Clearly.

“Why is it that when Seng and I came back from the Park, we find you,” she pointed her nose at Rusty, “Your sister, and the other’s scents near our houses that led all the way to the forest?”

Looking at Lionheart, Whitestorm, and Stonefoot, she then cocked her head. “Are you those Clan cats that think they are descendants from Wild Cats? Because I find that really funny when you live right next to a city, mate."

Whitestorm’s eyes bulged out of his skull. “T-t-talking dogs?!” The poor tom looked like he was going to faint from shock.

“That’s a nice Shaggy impression you got going on there,” replied Penumbra. She watched the spectacle with amusement.

Johnny shushed her, but he had the same expression.

Seng went ahead and licked Rusty’s face eagerly. Causing his fur to stick up. “Rusty! Why are you here? You could have gotten hurt, or worse! The animal catcher could have grabbed you!”

Rusty shook his head to fling off the remaining slobber. “The animal catcher won’t go after us since we have collars Seng, but thank you for your concern." He really meant it. Now they could say goodbye in person, and not by second hand.

Winry narrowed her eyes as she looked at the two Savannah cats and Turkish angora, then at the pile of blankets, before at the Clan cats, who seemed to be stuck in a flight or fight mode.

“Rusty." Her voice took on a knowing edge, which made him shuffle his paws. “Are you planning on joining the forest cats?” Seng shot up from furiously licking Smudge’s face with wide eyes.

“Huh? Winry what are you on about?” the Tibetan Mastiff got up and met Rusty’s green eyes. “Is Winry telling the truth?”

Rusty fought the gulp as he saw the confusion in her massive face. Winry and Seng were the only dogs that were their friends besides Oscar, and he was more of a friendly elder. Rusty didn’t want to break her heart, but he needed to tell her the truth.

But before he could, Princess answered both of their questions. “Winry is right. Me, my brother, and Smudge are leaving to join the Clan. Pen, Sephiroth, and Johnny came to help carry some things we’ll need for our new lives.”

Winry flicked her ears while Seng surprisingly growled low. “Are they making you do this against your will? If so I”ll—”

“No." Lionheart finally got over his shock, though his eyes were slitted and his tail was puffy. “They wanted to join our Clan with their by their own will. Bluestar won’t force them."

Whitestorm made a noise along with Stonefoot. “Rusty and his friends crossed the fence last night during our patrol, and it was our Leader who offered. She doesn’t make those on whims, which tells us that they have the potential to become something greater," rasped Whitestorm.

“It’s true Winry. Seng. Rusty and Princess wanted to join to escape becoming Show-Cats, while I had to leave because of Donovan," Smudge told them. He didn’t want them to think Lionheart and the others were trying to coerce them into something they didn’t want.

Rusty and Princess nodded in agreement. Penumbra lifted her head. “While I don’t like it, they do want to join, and I wish them the best in their endeavors.''

Winry showed teeth at the name Donovan. “Ouch. Sorry to hear about that Smudge. Heard that the guy is a real headcase."

Seng swung her head to Whitestorm, who stood his ground despite his whiskers vibrating. “You will protect them with all of your might. Right?" While her voice didn’t have any malice in it, the white tom felt the underline pressure in that sentence. The silent ‘Or Else’ was easily picked up by his Clanmates.

“We will protect them with our life, as they will protect ThunderClan," spoke Stonefoot. It seemed that he finally got over the shock, and he looked at the dogs with some kind of awe.

Rusty was confused. Sure, Seng was massive, but other than that, what confounded the Clan Cats so? They know what dogs were, so why act like that?

It seemed like he wasn’t the only one who thought of that. “So, why did you lot act like you just saw a funnel-web spider when we talked? Are dogs talking that big of a revelation to you?” spoke Winry. She had laid down on her side, since sitting down was a bit of a problem for her species.

Stonefoot and Lionheart took a step back. Leaving Whitestorm to speak for his Clan. The tom swung his head and hissed at this betrayal before reluctantly meeting the dogs faces.

“I mean no offense, but the Clans haven’t… had the best experience when it comes to dogs. Some attack us on sight with no provocation, and we never actually heard them talk. Just bark, with a splattering of words. Also, we see dogs with their two-legs on the trail, but I had never seen one big as you." He nodded to Seng, who stomped her paws. Small clouds of dust kicked up in the air.

“Well, dogs can speak, some just don’t try to learn to speak as you cats do." She then let out a series of barks that the city cats could make out as “My name is Sengdongma, and I like to chew on deer antlers."

Whitestorm and the others twitched at the sound but didn’t seem to pick on what she said. “See, that was me talking in the language of dogs. Some city cats know it, like those cats over there”.

A gold, white, and grey head turned to look at them in surprise. “You can understand dogs?!” sputtered Stonefoot. Rusty puffed his chest out with pride. “Yep! We can understand humans too. You have too if you live in the City”.

Winry then took over. “As for dogs attacking you, I really can’t hazard a guess as to why they do that. Unless they are arseholes and help to push the stereotype that dogs hate cats for no reason."

Whitestorm looked pensive before he cleared his throat. “Thank you for this conversation, Winry, Seng. But Bluestar is waiting for us back at camp, and we must make haste to return to it," he mewed.

“What about your collars?” asked Winry. She had gotten to her paws, and pointed at their collars and bandana with her nose.

Rusty had nearly forgotten about them. Their collars! Would the Clan accept them if they still had it on?

Seng had seemed to figure it out. “Hold still Rusty." Lowering her head to his neck, she bit the band and pulled. A quick pinch to his neck, and a loud snapping sound resounded in the clearing. Dangling from her jaws was his collar, snapped cleanly in half.

In total shock, Rusty took a deep breath and felt the hold of the thing that was around his neck as long he could remember disappear.

Princess’s blue eyes shone with realization. “Of course! You’re a genius, Seng. Can you do me next please." Said dog padded over to her, and a couple of seconds later, Princess’s collar met a fate similar to his.

“I feel so free!” she meowed. Turning her head this way and that, she turned to Seng. “Thank you so much, who knows how we could have gotten them off in the Clan?”

“No need to do mine Seng” Smudge simply sat on his haunches before he used his forepaws to play with the bandana around his neck. Soon, it became undone, and it fluttered to the ground.

“Thank you for helping out” replied Lionheart. “You three, take your collars, it will show Bluestar and the Clans that you mean what you say you want to join.” Stonefoot, show the others to our camp since they are holding things that require an easier path. Rusty, Princess, and Smudge are with me and Whitestorm."

“They’ll visit us right?” muttered Seng as she watched the cats get ready to leave. Stonefoot turned his head as he led Penumbra and the others to the side of the clearing.

“That is up to Bluestar, but I’ll make sure she considers it." And with that, they all disappeared into the thicket, Johnny’s ginger tail brushing the forest floor.

“Goodbye, Seng, Winry," Rusty said. They each passed their tongues over his face, then did the same to Princess and Smudge, their tails low but wagging faintly. They then lapped the cheek fur of Whirestorm and Lionheart, who blinked and fluffed out their fur a bit in surprise.

Seng looked at Rusty. "It's been fun," the mastiff said. "Be safe, you three."

"We will," Princess replied.

“We’ll show everyone just what Silverpine cats can do,” said Rusty.

Whitestorm and Lionheart nodded. Rusty collected his now broken collar along with his stuffed toy. With Princess and Smudge beside him as they followed the two warriors, Rusty took one last glance at the canines who befriended them.

“We will see each other again," woofed Seng. Then she, along with Winry, ran back to their homes.

#i speak #wild meets wild #rusty #princess #smudge #lionheart #whitestorm #stonefoot #cats from silverpine #penumbra #sephiroth #johnny #this chapter was supposed to be way longer but google docs became the fun police so I had to half it #otherwise this chapter would had been over twenty pages long #but it was really fun to write!#sepiroth is named after the famous villain from final fantasy vii #penumbra has four ears like yoda the cat #who is real look him up #johnny is based off a jojo character from part 7 #he's kinda like briarlight but he has a cat wheel chair with pouches on the sides #sengdongma #seng the mastiff #winry #winry the greyhound #whitestorm wore revenge for lionheart and stonefoot's stunt with the dogs #thunderclan #fun fact penumbra and sephiroth just just appeared in my head randomly #just like nightsong #i not complaining since i grown to like penumbra #you'll see in ch four

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What happened to Pichu after he blew up the Halberd and betrayed Samus and the smashers? What kind of fallout happened next?

“You ignorant, inbred, unbelievable, MORON!” roared Ganondorf, backhanding Pichu across the room. Sehpiroth and Chara, both in the room with the Demon King, raised an eyebrow both.

“Damn, I’d say he just got twelve feet on that backhand.” said Sephiroth.

“I’d say fifteen uncle Sephiroth.” said Chara.

“Aww, you’re the cutest little genocidal sociopath.” said the One Winged Angel, ruffling the demon child’s hair.

Ganondorf, not paying attention to their banter stormed over to the Pokemon, purple fire burning across his form. “I gave you one simple task, AND YOU HAD TO SCREW IT UP IN THE MOST MONUMENTAL WAY POSSIBLE!”

Pichu looked up at the Demon King in fear. “B-but boss, I did what you said! I took out the Halberd!”

Ganondorf reached down and grabbed Pichu by the throat. “Oh aye, that you did. But then you went and MUCKED IT UP, by GIVING AWAY VALUABLE INFORMATION TO OUR ENEMIES!” he roared. This time he simply threw Pichu as hard as he could against the wall, forming a crater in the stone.

Ganondorf stalked forward. “Now THEY know that WE know that Dedede is a spy!” he thundered. “And WHAT do you think will be the first thing they will do with this information?!”

“T-tell Dedede?” choked out Pichu.

“Tell Dedede. Yes. And now we can no longer control what he knows about us, and therefore we cannot control what the Smash Bros know!” he snarled.

“B-boss I’m sorry.” pleaded Pichu.

“No you aren’t.” snarled Ganondorf. “Not. Yet.” He then turned to the door to his office. “DARK LINK!” he demanded.

The wraith popped his head in, looking far too amused. “What’s happening Big G?”

Ganondorf pointed to Pichu, curled up on the ground in pain. “Take this idiot to the dungeon. I’ll figure out a proper punishment later.”

“W-wait, n-n-no Boss! Boss I’m sorry! BOSS PLEASE!” Pichu’s cries trailed off as Dark Link dragged the Pokemon down to the dungeon.

“So… feeling better after committing animal cruelty?” asked Sephiroth.

Ganondorf snorted. “Not until that idiot Dedede is imprisoned and under our control. Speaking of which, Sepiroth, take a group and detain Dedede. Do not kill him. I want him to suffer first.” growled Ganondorf.

Sephiroth sighed. “And that, my old friend, is your problem. You’re never content to simply win.” said Sephiroth.

Ganondorf snorted. “And that’s what you don’t understand. It’s not enough to simply win. A hollow victory, unearned, is one that is worst than losing. Victory is to be a glorious thing, not simply a goal to seek.” said Ganondorf.

Sephiroth rolled his eyes. “As you say.” and left to gather some fellow League members to apprehend Dedede.

“Is that true father?” asked Chara, coming up to Ganondorf. “Not just win, but win with glory?”

Ganondorf chuckled and picked up the child. “Indeed little one. Tell me, what is victory if not something grand? Something mighty and powerful to be celebrated.” he asked as he began walking down the hall with his charge. “Any fool can raise an army and conquer a nation. But to turn the nation on itself, to bend it to your will through great feats and glorious acts; THAT is true victory.” said the demon king.

Chara nodded and gavea predatory grin. “I think… I understand father.”

Ganondorf grinned. “Very good little one. Very good indeed.”

Dedede was in a panic as he quickly destroyed all the evidence of his treason. Word had just come from Mario that Ganondorf knew he was a spy. How long had he known? How did he know?! Dedede did not know, but he wasn’t sticking around to find out. He had no doubt that Ganondorf had some sort of terrible plot for him in store.

Dede blasted out of the room, intent on making a break for the exit, but skidded to a halt almost immediately, a terrified moan rising in his throat.

Sephiroth was in the hall waiting for him. With him was Nightmare and Ridley, both leering at him. Dedede swung to flee the other way, but found that path blocked as well, this time blocked by K Rool and Bowser.

He was trapped.

“Well, well, well. If it ain’t King Fatass.” sneered K Rool, running his claws across the stone wall, creating sparks. “Going somewhere?”

“Got nowhere to run traitor.” leered Ridley, lashing his tail against the floor. “Nowhere to hide, nowhere to go. Your goody-two shoes heroes ain’t coming.” growled the Space Pirate.

Dedede said nothing, but drew his mallet.

Sephiroth let out a soft laugh. “It seems like he wants to go out with a bang.” said the super SOLDIER drawing his sword. “But I guarantee that all you’ll do is whimper.”

And with that the fight started.

Dedede was no fool. He knew that against all these villains he stood no chance. He couldn’t win this fight.

So the only logical solution was not to fight.

The villains charged towards him, but Dedede wasn’t charging towards them. Instead he rammed directly into the wall. More specifically, through it.

The bewildered look on Sephiroth’s face would have made Dedede laugh had he stuck around to see it. And the sight of the villains crashing into each other into a massive pile. But he didn’t. Dedede was already fleeing the room he had just crashed through.

Sephiroth immediately extracted himself from the awkward pile of villains, a look of pure rage on his face. “That’s it. AFTER HIM!” he roared. The villains tore through the hole in the wall after the penguin, but not Sephiroth.

He went up, a single black feather falling to the floor where he had been.

Dedede ran as fast as he could, pretty fast, all things considered, but the pounding of the villains pursuing him filled his ears. he pushed himself hard, as hard as he could, faster and faster with the villains gaining speed behind him.

If he could just reach the main hall, the exit, he’d be okay. If he could just get that far!

He felt something sharp bite at his back, and he instinctively swung his mallet, feeling a satisfying SMACK as it hit the perp. He didn’t pause to see who it was, for he had to keep going.

Further and further, he was almost there! If he could just keep going a little-

He heard the cracking and crashing in the ceiling above him, felt the debris crash into him, and then the two powerful feet plow into his back, sending him to the ground. Through the pain, there was a poking pain in the back of his neck.

The point of a sword.

“You are very lucky Ganondorf wants you alive.” said Sephiroth coldly. “Otherwise, I’d kill you now. But that would be mercy at this point, wouldn’t it?”

And as the others caught up, Dedede could only feel the misery close in.

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this isnt a gacha game, its a fucking entire botw-style jrpg with a gacha mechanic fastened to it with rusty nails and two by fours.

even though my laptop is a 2-in-1 it wont let me switch to touch screen controls. this is a problem for ambers aiming, as my trackpad is not made for it.

also, the localization of the game is weird. i turned the japanese vocals back on because thats what was promised to me by the website, and it turns out they changed the names of shit for no reason. fuujin (ah yes fuujin) becomes anemo (who the fuck), the knights of sepiroth (no joke, amber says sepirosu kishidan) are know the knights of favonius. because apparently. final fantasy or whatever has a monopoly even though theirs is セフィロス and this one is セピロス. mondo becomes mondstadt. thats fine i guess.

the only good one was changing fuumaryuu to stormterror. fuumaryuu is still a pretty cool name, but it gets way less cool if you just translate it verbatim. evil wind dragon.

overall im very confused because what was sold to me was not what i got. i prefer the reality, but.

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How Hamtaro Made Me A Hardcore RPG Fan

Hamtaro and Sepiroth might be worlds apart, but in the world of role-playing games (RPGs) they couldn’t be closer to my heart. See, the Hamtaro franchise is no stranger to video game adaptations — originally published as a series of children’s books by artist Ritsuko Kawai, the iconic character has seen been seen in a variety of media. Hamtaro’s anime adaptation, however, remains the most popular redinition, which originally aired in 2000 and was produced by Shogakukan. And if you're looking for an anime theme to get trapped in your brain forever like a haunting spectre of the early 00's, please feel free to listen to the American Hamtaro ED.

Hamtaro’s game career spanned several handheld titles, most famously the Game Boy Color and Game Boy Advance with Ham-Hams United!, Ham-Ham Heartbreak, and Ham-Ham Games. These weren’t the only Hamtaro games, but they were the only ones easily accessible to the US audience. And they were, most importantly, solid introductions to the role-playing genre for dozens of kids just getting their feet wet in story-driven games.

Little World, Big Adventures

Ham-Hams United! was developed by Pax Softnica and released in 2001 on the Game Boy Color. As a role-playing game, it was basic: you control Hamtaro in an open-world map from a tiny hamster’s perspective and learn commands to interact with non-playable characters. Every day objects like a cash register or a backyard become massive fields for exploration, adding a sense a wonder to the tiny hamster's point-of-view. When talking, Hamtaro is able to collect “Ham-chat” words, giving him new dialogue options and progressing the story. This premise of exploring a massive human world and speaking to characters was the essential premise for Hamtaro RPGs, and exactly the kind of soft gaming introduction that hooked me as a kid.

I was vaguely familiar with games like Final Fantasy and Kingdom Hearts, but I didn’t have the attention-span to sink hours into their intricate plots and combat mechanics. To put it plainly, Sepiroth and Nobodies kinda freaked me out when I was in grade school. Hamtaro, on the other hand, was easy and cute with its bright graphics and familiar characters. In 2002, Pax Softnica released Ham-Ham Heartbreak, which refined the formula of a big world and collecting “Ham-chat” with all the technical polish of the Game Boy Advance.

Ham-Ham Heartbreak also introduced a second playable character, Bijou, and a story about rescuing the broken hearts of upset hamster couples from a devious character named Spat. With the help of a hamster angel named Harmony, Hamtaro and Bijou explore haunted houses, theme parks, and beaches — this time all scaled down to actual hamster size. Ham-Ham Heartbreak resembled more of a dollhouse, a far smaller world than most role-playing games, but still brought with it the hallmarks of previous Hamtaro titles. It was open-world, with little to no pressure to level-up, fight monsters, or solve complicated puzzles: literally a child-safe hamster utopia.

A series primarily fixated on collecting vocabulary words and overworld exploration rather than combat — making the Hamtaro series a traditional role-playing game only in name. Problems were solved, for example, by winning a mini-game where you won hats, or by connecting a battery back to a toy speed boat. Other than the occasional lover’s spat, the Hamtaro world didn’t take the world-changing, life-risking angle of most popular role-playing games. And it worked. Hamtaro’s colorful aesthetic and unique characters were enough. Sadly, around this time, Hamtaro's broadcast ratings were sinking, and it was becoming harder and harder to catch episodes on US cable networks. However, little did I know that the Hamtaro universe was much, mucher bigger than anything we'd seen in the US.

A Hamtast Time For Everyone

Between 2003 and 2004, AlphaDream developed Rainbow Rescue and Ham-Ham Games, two very different games with a very different cast of Hamtaro characters. However, to fully contextualize these games requires understanding that the Hamtaro anime never received a complete dub. In fact, Rainbow Rescue was only ever released in the PAL region, meaning it wasn’t properly formatted for US consoles.

The dubbed anime episode "Rainbow Rescue" was only aired in the UK and Canada — weirdly leaving the main character Prince Bo, the hamster prince of rainbows, a total stranger to US viewers. The subsequent dubbed episode "Ham-Ham Games" re-introduced Prince Bo without any explaination, airing in the US to promote the AlphaDream game. Unfortunately, it was also the last dubbed episode to broadcast.

Rainbow Rescue was a bizarre crossroads for Hamtaro. While the game was fully localized in English, it was never released in the US. But that didn’t stop younger me from bugging my mom to import the PAL version from overseas. Although the save function didn't work on US handhelds, it somehow worked on the Nintendo GameCube Game Boy Player — which led to me sinking hours into the game like a classic console role-playing title. Full of locations to explore, vignette storylines, minigames, and collectibles, Rainbow Rescue felt like a homecoming for the franchise, the perfect realization of everything the previous games were striving to be. The Hamtaro world was rich, but Rainbow Rescue made its simple characters and story feel truly alive like all the best RPGs do.

Although I never got my feet properly wet in mainstream RPGs until I played games like Kingdom Hearts or Final Fantasy, the elusive nature of Rainbow Rescue and the sense of accomplishment I felt playing it as a US fan made me a lifelong lover of the genre. The simple premise of Hamtaro RPGs promising a big world with tiny characters sincerely made me feel seen as a kid. Without big swords, guns, or magical powers, the Hamtaro games infused the basic building blocks of RPGs with a loving, pacifist touch that truly set them apart.

The mystique of seeing characters in Rainbow Rescue and Ham-Ham Games that never appeared in the dub anime intrigued me the same way seeing Final Fantasy characters did in Kingdom Hearts. I didn’t know these characters or their stories — but they resonated with me with their brief dialogue and unique designs. Game adaptations of popular kids anime often aren’t seen as serious forays in their respective genre, but the Hamtaro RPGs genuinely cared about how their content mingled with their medium. Even if Hamtaro never swung a gunblade, we can still thank a little hamster for redefining what a good, anime-inspired RPG looks like.

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