�����I spent the majority of the other night escorting and defending Matt in a jungle in FF. Having no actual battles to fight, I resorted to cracking jokes to the zone as a whole. I found out the game has a cut/paste text feature that I can only find 1% of the time.

�����So, someone in my guild was taking their fire fighting last practice before their real fireman test. My suggestion:
     "Cheat. GIve the fire money to throw the fight." After being reminded that it's a practice, "It's better to practice first anyway; you know, you need to ingratiate yourself to the fire first."
     "Then, you know, be all thug about it. Be all, 'what up my fire?' If it tries to burn something, just slap it. Be all, 'Look, I don't come to Your job to take the dick out of your mouth; you don't come to mine and tell me not to Murder you.' And yea, I just called that fire a slut."

�����I spent about twenty minutes just making fun of some dude (fiftygill, y0) Matt wouldn't let into his party.
     "50g once murdered my dog. You shouldn't invite him. Also, he's a Goblin kisser."
     "He was just telling me what a bad mage your mom is. And yes, I mean your mom; you reading this /shout."
     "Also, he talks in hax0r, and may or may not be an immigrant. Let that sway you as it will"

�����After ten minutes or so, I noticed that the girl next to me was named Cyrax. You know, like the robot from Mortal Kombat.
     "Cyrax! Make... a bomb fall out of your chest or something... If you've got 'em, it's just plain lazy not to use them..."
     To which I'm told the Cyrax jokes are getting way old. To which Matt whispers she shouldn't have named herself that.
     "Haha, it's alright. Your humanoid exoshell looks totally real anyway. I'd never have thought that you were the real Cyrax. So, you know... it's not like I have to kid the kids... or magnets."

�����Hmmm... tommorow's dedicated to finals studies. That means no Final Fantasy play. Which, in turn, means that I'll prolly be posting here.
�����You know. For real style.

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---Danny