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dramadramaduck2013-09-30 10:39 am
sandinmyboots) wrote in dramadramaduck2013-09-30 10:39 am
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[Behold: a bed in a stone-hewn bedroom. A bed full of sheets and rather more quilts than are probably necessary. There is movement under the quilts like the beginnings of an earthquake. Something rolls out from under the quilts and onto the floor, something small and blonde and wearing fluffy red pajamas.]
I'm awake, Sarge...ugh. I'm up, I'm up. [Kefka sits up and rubs his face. He looks tired, and his hair is long and tangled.] How am I expected to get up when there's nothing to get up for? At least being in the military meant I had a proper schedule.
[Then he notices the floating camera.] Hey! Community book! [He jumps up and tackles it, sending the screen blurring red and grey and blonde. When it recovers, Kefka's set the book up so it can face him on a white vanity; the table is covered with cosmetics.]
[Kefka picks up a brush and waves it at the camera.] You have to stay here so I can talk to you, you naughty page-flapping phase-clapper! [He pauses, then adds matter of factly:] My connection to the community is alive, so I have to make sure it's paying attention to what I say or it'll fly off and ditch me for a few months like a very very bad flying book monster. It looks like a lot of you are new, so let's get some introductions going!
I am Sir Kefka Palazzo, formerly of the Gestahlian Empire, currently god of the world of Woolsey. [He bows.] I'm bored out of my mind because it turns out 90% of being a god is doing upkeep to make sure the world is running properly, make sure the monsters are fed, blah blah blah I need something to do. If you need a fighting companion, new armor or weapons, healing supplies, miracle cures, et cetera, I can provide it for a reasonable price! Or we can talk! Talking is very reasonable and I want to know all of you new people. [Beat.] Talk to me now. Do it.
I'm awake, Sarge...ugh. I'm up, I'm up. [Kefka sits up and rubs his face. He looks tired, and his hair is long and tangled.] How am I expected to get up when there's nothing to get up for? At least being in the military meant I had a proper schedule.
[Then he notices the floating camera.] Hey! Community book! [He jumps up and tackles it, sending the screen blurring red and grey and blonde. When it recovers, Kefka's set the book up so it can face him on a white vanity; the table is covered with cosmetics.]
[Kefka picks up a brush and waves it at the camera.] You have to stay here so I can talk to you, you naughty page-flapping phase-clapper! [He pauses, then adds matter of factly:] My connection to the community is alive, so I have to make sure it's paying attention to what I say or it'll fly off and ditch me for a few months like a very very bad flying book monster. It looks like a lot of you are new, so let's get some introductions going!
I am Sir Kefka Palazzo, formerly of the Gestahlian Empire, currently god of the world of Woolsey. [He bows.] I'm bored out of my mind because it turns out 90% of being a god is doing upkeep to make sure the world is running properly, make sure the monsters are fed, blah blah blah I need something to do. If you need a fighting companion, new armor or weapons, healing supplies, miracle cures, et cetera, I can provide it for a reasonable price! Or we can talk! Talking is very reasonable and I want to know all of you new people. [Beat.] Talk to me now. Do it.
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Yes!
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[Enjoy the sneak-attack bolt of energy created by her disappearing into another dimension.]
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[Kefka's arm jerks in pain as the attack hits.]
Why, that's not fair! Get back here so I can show you how bad an idea that was!
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This is going to hurt-Gate in!
[Because she reappears right behind him and uses the energy of gating back in to nail him in the back again.]
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[Kefka snarls and spins around, gesturing to prepare a spell - ]
Blizzaga!
[ - and creates an orb of ice to crush his opponent within.]
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Force Shock!
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Drat it! Trine!
[This next attack can Blind and Silence an attacker if they don't have status effect immunity.]
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In any case, it hardly slows her down for long, as she flies past him with a swipe of her broom in his face as she goes. Insult added to injury.]
I think he'll run away in the next tag
[Kefka spins around in the air again, then rights himself. His hair's escaping his ponytail and frizzing out with static electricity from his magic.]
I'm getting real tired of this! Hold still and face me! The end draws near -
[He's focusing his power for his ULTIMATE ATTACK. Too bad it takes forever to set up!]
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[Once more, she vanishes, leaving him no target but the storm and the air.]
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[Kefka's attack hits nothing but air. He stares there, gasping for breath, before starting to scream and tear at his hair and point at the tower.]
That- that's - that's it! You've been no help, these people are all pests and I need reinforcements or a map! I'm done, I'm out, that's it! Forget it!
[He throws his hands in the air and flies away.]
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