railenthe | FFIX, Disc 2 Impressions.

First, a letter to the internet.

Dear Internet:

QUIT DERPING!

Signed, Railenthe Y. Zeal.

*Previously, on FFIX DISC 1:

Oh look. It’s Beatrix, come to kick our asses.

…!!! Oh, hello there, he of the heavily emphasized crotch! Why, you could almost rival David Bowie Himself with that highlit heaven-rod!

Toffee told me not to get too attached to any towns.

I like Cleyra. Really like Cleyra. It’s a city built into a tree, hidden by a sacred—

*BOOOOOOOOOOOM*

I KNOW YOU DIDN’T JUST TAKE OUT CLEYRA, YOU ELEPHANTINE BLUE BITCH!

Oh look. It’s Beatrix, come to kick our asses.

*later*

Oh look, It’s Beatrix, come to kick our asses again.

*later, as we go off to save Dagger*

OH HAI BEATRIX. HAVE A GO AT MY CUSHY BADONKADONK. HERE I’LL EVEN BEND OVER.

*later*

OH HAI BEATRIX—eh? You’re on our side? I’LL TAKE IT.

*later*

I KNOW YOU DIDN’T JUST NUKE LINDBLUM, YOU CERULEAN WHORE!

*Three hours later*

I’ve been stuck inside Fossil Roo so long that…if you can believe this…I’ve gone from thinking the gargants are creepy to thinking they’re cute.

*Two hours later*

Yep. I’ve found Kuppo, but still lost. *holds up a flower* Here, Gargie! C’mere! Good boy! *feeds, hops on, and rides around the area again*

…I seriously hope I can go back here sometime. I missed a chest and besides, between the music and the gargants, I love this place.

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