GinnyLyn

[color=crimson]Back when I was playing, I tried to raise a Dratini early on on my R/B/Y. On G/S, I tried to bring Lavitar up. But both take SO LONG to grow up, both level wise and experience wise. >.< And they are pretty weak and without many good attacks early on. (Before you ask, yes, I GS'ed to get them early on. :bluesweat)[/color]

[color=crimson]It's also the cheap way. :bluesweat In battle, anyway. The crap you have to go through just to GET the KotR summon is lengthy and difficult and makes getting the Cheap Shot Summon well worth it, heh.[/color]

[color=crimson]*beats Spikey over head a few times with a Nerf Bat* That's a SPOILER! Some people don't KNOW [spoiler]you're supposed to fight the "kindly" Seymour.[/spoiler] I didn't when I first started. But it was spoiled for me here back in early August when I first got the game, so I wasn't shocked/betrayed by [spoiler]Seymour being a boss[/spoiler]. It was spoiled for me, please don't spoil it for others. [/color]

[color=crimson]It's been awhile since I've played Pokémon, but lemme give it a try. Name: Ginny Lyn Age: 22 Height: 5' 7" Weight: 130 lbs Description/Personality: Auburn hair, blue eyes, firm build. Ginny is kind, but a firm believer in making sure stuff is either done right or not done at all. She can be considered brutual in her battles, but never forgets that Pokémon are still living things. First Pokemon: Tsumas (Quagsire); (the other five (some advanced, some not) are secret, as is for a Gym Leader, heh) Trainer/Grymleader: Cyhido Gym Leader [/color]

[color=blue]"FREEZE!" The two, smaller pieces of ice harden into one, larger one, and Fai carefully stepped across it. She continued this process, until she had reached the bare shore. Once there, Fai sank to her knees again, partly from exhaustion, and partly from the despair that still clung to her. What had happened to the world? This dark, rank, polluted world full of death and destruction was not at all like the home she remembered. Then she shuddered as she remembered her prison. Obviously, someone had captured her, someone that felt she was a danger; thus, the reason for the solid crystal she had been "preserved" in. But who? And why? And where the Dark World was she, anyway? ~You would do well to return, Descendant.~ "Who's there?" ~You would displease Ganon by escaping.~ Fai knew that voice, hated that voice. "I'm warning you--!" A hissing chuckle, dripping with sarcasm. ~You cannot hurt me.~ Several eyeballs peered at her from the green grime of the once holy Lake Hylia. Fai cringed back from the edge, nervously shifting her gaze from one eye to the next, frantically groping for her arrows again. ~Too slow,~ the voice hissed in glee as the eyes disappeared beneath the surface. Nevertheless, Fai continued to sight down her arrow, waiting for an iris to show. ~Why do you run?~ "Why was I kept locked up?" she yelled back into the stagnant air. ~It please Ganon.~ "Well, it didn't please me!" The hissing chuckle again. ~Who cares what you want, Descendant?~ "Why do you keep calling me that?!" ~The Descendant doesn't know she's one? Amusing...~ Several eyes peered back at in amazement at her, and Fai shot an arrow into the group. The voice hissed as the tip scratched over the surface of one. ~[i]That[/i] did not please [i]me.[/i]~ "Tough," Fai snapped back. "I'm leaving now, so stay put." ~And if I don't?~ the voice threatened. The Zora Sage stretched another arrow across her bow. "Then you'll be a sight for sore eyes." The surface broke repeatedly as a multitude of eyes popped up, staring at her from the swamp. ~I doubt you can handle [i]all[/i] of me.~ "Try me." The voice hissed sibilantly; suddenly, the ice bits that floated closer to the Ice Palace flew into the air amid green drops of slime as KholdStare erupted from the Lake. "Oh [i]Nayru![/i]" Fai swore under her breath. Kholdstare itself was protected by a cover of ice, rendering her own freeze ability useless against it. Arrows were needed to take care of the smaller eyes, which were already beginning to swarm. ~Come, my dear, back to your statuesque prison. Ganon would not be pleased to find that I let a Descendant escape.~ Fai was frantically firing arrows now, piercing the eyes and watching as they deflated and bubbled into nothingness. One eye rammed into her, knocking her aim off; she mentally berated herself for losing an arrow. It pinged harmlessly off of KholdStare's cover, scratching a minute piece of ice off at surface level. Fai swore again darkly, wondering how she could possibly defeat the monster. The more she shot at the eyes, the more they seemed to come, until Fai was completely out of arrows. She through her bow down in disgust, and reached out for a dead tree, hoping to break a branch off and club the eyes back into the swamp. Her bomb bag shook from her efforts, then fell to the ground, a few bombs scattering about. And lighting up. "As if it couldn't get any worse--!" To keep from being blown up, she hurled the bombs into the swamp, hoping there would be more devestation among Kholdstare and its eyes. Thankfully, there was. Especially when a bomb flew close enough to Kholdstare; it detonated near the surface, widening the nitch the lost arrow had made. KholdStare hissed in anger. ~STOP THIS!~ "I told you not to mess with me!" Fai watched delighted as the eyeballs lessened in number, retreating, then evaporating into bubbly nothingness. The eyes that crawled onto the shore to escape the blasts melted as well; their master was injured, and could not keep them alive. The arrows she had shot into the swamp water reappeared in the evaporated mess; without hesitation, she picked one up (wiping off the eyeball residue), and aimed at KholdStare. "Lights out." The arrow hit dead center. SeFai Aquamentus was already walking away as Kholdstare gave its final hissing scream. ~GANON WILL FIND YOU, DESCENDANT--HE WILL FIND YOU AND KILL YOU!~ The Zora Sage ignored the massive evaporating bubble and moved on, leaving the Ice Palace and its nightmare behind her.[/color]

[color=crimson]What about dreams, though? Do you think people's spirits can somehow meet in dreams or something? Sweet thought and I usually don't hold by it, but sometimes dreams seem so [i]real[/i]. I can prove one thing wrong about dreams--you don't die in real life if you die in your dream. Just wanted you to know that. :p[/color]

[color=crimson]You mean the action as in, you get to slash at the wandering monsters as you walk past them? Yeah, does sound Mana-ish. That's too bad, because I never really got into the Mana games (and Dark Cloud seems to be heading in that direction -_-). I've always enjoying the games where making choices affected gameplay. ChronoCross was a good example of this--depending on what you did, certain characters would join you and others would avoid you. FF seems to have slipped away from momentous choice making, plot changing thingies, but maybe FF:CC will help bring it back? Ah, who knows...I won't get to play it...:bawl:[/color]

[color=crimson]Hmmm...many, many ways. The most common is to get ahold of the Knights of the Round Summon, slap it together with the Materia that lets you do the same thing twice, and enjoy watching him get slashed to pieces. The other way? Equip as many Ribbons as you can get ahold or, grab ahold of a walkthrough from the net, and find out. Heh, my Summon way's the only way I've ever gone. :bluesweat[/color]

[color=crimson]Explain it all you want. I still don't believe in psychics, but I do find my little cases downright amusing, heh. :p[/color]

[color=crimson]This reminds me mostly of ChronoCross and the infamous Goddess of Fate that dwelt in it. Despite her continued attempts to stop Serge (the main chara) from changing the alternate world he landed in, he still did, and both his world and the alternate became much better for it. While I dunno about Fate, I DO know there's Someone who knows everything that has and will happened. We, as aware and sentient beings, have every right to make our choices and live with them. Totally what gotenks said. If you THINK you're gonna be screwed, you'll start looking for the little screwups, and you WILL be. It's all a state of mind for those wretched chain letters (not to mention virus carriers). I mean, how many of you honestly freaked out over Friday the 13th this past week? I didn't--it had to be one of the best days I had had all week, to be honest with ya.[/color]

[color=crimson]Damn my insatiable curiosity! I have yet to play FF6 all the way through. (I had rom'd it, but it killed one of my old computers, and I never made it past the opera house, bwee...) Ah well...I'll prolly forget by the time I FINALLY get it...or just remember that all the more. o_O; My memory is funky like that.[/color]

[color=crimson]Shhhh, they weren't supposed to know about that, Sar. Heh. [/color]

[color=crimson]For heck of it, heh...never done a Spyro RPG before. World: Artisan Dragon: Crystal Artisan M/F: Female Name: Drayma Color: White, with red eyes, purple spikes and horns, and green wings. Attacks: Crystal Spark, Wing Slap, Artist's Clay (random effect) BIO: The soon to be leader of the Artisans, Drayma is a little shy, but always willing to try new stuff. Her Artist's Clay can randomly make any object, a power she hopes to master enough so that it will make what [i]she[/i] wants it to make. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Dragonfly: Name: Nopta Female Starts out as Golden. Turns silver, copper, then see through.[/color]

[color=crimson]Same for me about the songs on the radio, the shows on tv, the dreams. Once I dreamed that I was riding on a boat; the next day I was on my first boat trip (and no one had told me about it beforehand!). Sometimes I dream about someone I haven't seen in a while, and I see them the following morning. At work, I always seem to "hear" the phone three seconds before it actually rings. It has yet to fail. Spooky. oO I don't believe in psychics. I also have difficulty in believing that I'm doing this stuff, but I do and I still don't say I'm psychic, heh.[/color]

[color=crimson]I've been in Texas for nearly my entire life. Only been out a few times to see Illinois (8), Oklahoma (15), and the New Mexico/Oklahoma/Texas area (this past summer). I vote Texas. I grew up here, plus, even though we don't get sun, we still get semi-warm weather during the winter, like today--61 degrees, YEAH! ;)[/color]

[color=blue]The Zora Sage SeFai Aquamentus slowly shoved herself from the ice wall and forced her shaking legs to walk. She took a few steps away from the wall (her webbed feet naturally being able to grip ice)...then fell when her knees buckled under her. She cursed under her breath and gripped the Zora pendant so hard that it bit sharply into her right palm. She bit her lower lip, fought to stand again, placed one foot in front of the other. Something squeaked in the dark cavern, and SeFai, or Fai for short, froze. Her mind was sluggish and muddled, and failed to remember her ability to defend herself. The squeaking grew loudly and something leathery flapped past her. Stifling a shriek, Fai swatted at it and managed to slap the offending creature in its small, furry stomach. The Keese retaliated by sinking its tiny fangs into her smoothly scaled hand. Fai's eyes flew open, and she pulsed with intense energy. A moment later, the Keese clattered to the floor, frozen solid. Fai panted slightly from the unexpected exhertion and terror, and wondered how she managed to defend herself. Rubbing the bite wound, she nudged the frozen bat with a foot, and made a face. Her hands glowed, and she found that her bite wound was now healed. "I'm just full of surprises, aren't I?" she wondered at herself. "I wonder who I am. More importantly, how I can get out of here so I can stay...whoever I am." A nearby sconce held a guttering torch. Fai carefully withdrew it and made sure not to burn herself. She held it high, to get a good look at the area around her. To her surprise, she found a set of bow and arrows, a bomb bag with a few bombs, and a bottle with a fish in it (?). She strapped the quiver's belt around her, startled to find it was a perfect fit (well, maybe a bit snug), and hung the bomb bag and the bottle by their strings from the belt. Rubbing the Zora pendant for good luck, she gripped the torch and left the giant ice cavern that was once her prison. An hour later found Fai, none the worse for wear during her sojourn through the Ice Palace, almost at the exit. She was ready to find out how the world had changed in her absence. "AAARRROOOOOO!" "Oh, [i]drown[/i] it all!" Fai swore as the White Wolfos caught her off guard. Its red eyes glowed menacingly as it swung at her. Fai held her arms up to protect herself and cried out as the claws tore into her long fins. "Stupid idea, Wolfy!" she screamed as she felt herself pulse again. She saw herself thrust a palm out, screamed the word "Freeze!" and stood back. The Wolfos blinked frost from its nose and growled in a mocking way. Its tongue lolled around its red mouth, and it grinned evilly at her. Fai groped wildly for her bow and arrows, and yelled as she burned her hands. She dropped the burning torch, and it fizzled out against the ice floor; the Wolfos backed away from the hissing noise. Fai quickly shot an arrow, which pierced the Wolfos in one of its forepaws. Howling in rage, it snapped, but made no move to come forward. The torch still fizzled at Fai's feet; thinking quickly, she thrust the end of a new arrow into the torch and prayed frantically that there was still a spark to catch fire. The Wolfos snapped the arrow out of its paw, and, sensing no immediate retaliation from its prey, stalked toward her. "Oh my Din, [i]please[/i] catch, [i]please![/i]" Fai whispered frantically. The White Wolfos leapt at her-- --the arrow suddenly lit-- --it sped toward the wolf's unprotected stomach-- --and Fai was buried in white, dead weight, the deadly teeth of the monster a few inches from her neck. Shrugging the creature off with some difficulty, Fai stumbled toward the exit. The last hour had been some sort of nightmare, dark and surreal. Nonetheless, she could tell that the dungeon rested upon a large lake; perhaps Lake Hylia? Fai blinked at the name, wondering how that could help her. Was Lake Hylia her home? Well, no...it didn't feel that way...but...she knew that if she could just get outside, just to slip into the cool, clear water, she would be ok. She saw blue sky and green ground in her mind's eye; fish swimming past her in the water, large trees providing ample shade from a warm sun, birds singing above her as she dried off. Fai sighed at the relaxing thought. Just a little farther, a few more steps and she would be able to glide beneath the waves, between the sun's rays that would filter down toward the bottom of the Lake, healing her wounds and-- She was unprepared for the sight that greeted her eyes. The Ice Palace around her was thoroughly covered in the stuff, outside and in; hence its name. The frozen parts reached out from the middle of the lake, becoming smaller bits of ice floes farther out. Between the ice, the water was far from--it was a sickly green, more swampy than anything; occasionally, air broke through in a stomach wrenching bubble. Harsh sticks of swamp reed, impervious to cold, thrust up from the surface, hardly moving in the wind. The shoreline, a ways off, furthered to sicken her heart. The ground was bare, with weak, yellow grass hardly covering parts of it. Ghastly trees clutched at the darkened sky with bare branches, ravens--the death bird--sitting between the bows. A small skeleton, picked clean of its carcass, rested at the Lake's edge, a pitiful creature that had died of either thirst, or the "water". Full of despair, Fai sank to her knees and sobbed.[/color]

[color=blue][i]Cold.[/i] She couldn't shiver. She couldn't move. [i]So very cold.[/i] She could see. She could hear. But she couldn't move. The creatures of the frozen domain slipped past her crystal prison, taking no notice. And why should they? The Fourth Descendant had been locked away in the Dark World for over four years now. Not that she was aware of that. All she knew was that she was cold. It was getting to the point of feeling like she was not apart of this world that existed outside of the shimmering crystal. No, she was just some lost spirit, trapped, ever watching, never interacting. But if the creatures that dwelt here were any indication of the world's inhabitants, perhaps she did not want to be a part of it. How long had she been asleep? Was this how it had always been? Surely she had had some sort of purpose, greater than being trapped. Trapped. She was trapped? She tried to move. [i]Yes...if I cannot move, then I am trapped.[/i] Something less of despair, but more like resigned acceptance, moved back into her still heart, and she was about to let herself remain lost and forgotten in this crystal. But no! There [i]had[/i] to be more to it! She could slightly remember...something akin to dreams and memories...faint, whispering of lost time, forgotten feelings. The splash of clear water, warmed by the sun. The refreshing, startling feel of chilled water in the wintertime. The water, glimmering softly under the light of night. The crystal was also glimmering...wavering...she thought she could move a finger. Slowly, carefully, as if almost afraid she would be mistaken, she tried to stretch. Her bones creaked slightly, her muscles complained from lack of usage, but...she was moving! The crystal shone like melting ice, shrinking from her, freeing her limbs, pooling around her feet, then vanishing. She stretched once more, suddenly overjoyed by her ability to just [i]move.[/i] Her brain slowly, almost grudgingly, began to work again, her survival skills kicking in. Kholdstare was nowhere to be seen. His little icy minions were also missing, strangley enough. Had she been rescued? She looked around, but saw no one. At this point, her temper was beginning to thaw out as well. "What in the name of Nayru is going ON!?" she hollered. The frozen cavern walls reflected the echoes back at her, almost mockingly. She almost ran to beat on one, when she stopped...stared at her reflection. Blue. Like the ice. Webbed fingers and toes, gills in some profusion. A symbol around her neck--she touched it for a moment, as it named itself. The Crest of the Zoras. Zora. "I'm a Zora...I'm...I'm...SeFai Aquamentus..."[/color] ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Odd for a beginning, but I kinda like this kind of introduction and character development. ^_^

[color=crimson]Thank [i]you[/i]. :) I admire the fact that the programmers made sure that the "capturing monsters for the arena" wasn't too easy. The weapons were just weak enough to land the difficulty between not too hard and just plain annoying, heh. [/color]

[color=crimson]Might I suggest spoiler tags for you next time, Mist? [spoiler]Remember, people new to FFX start the game believing that Yunalesca and Seymour are on the good guy side. Saying that you battle them is, well, a spoiler.[/spoiler] :-\[/color]

[color=crimson]It actually reminds me more of Tidus', but there's always hope. ;)[/color]

[color=crimson]The owl tells you that just before the Wind Fish wakes up, which is right after you defeat the Nightmare Boss. Now, back to your regularly scheduled quiz, already in progress. ;)[/color]

[color=crimson]The chances of seeing Auron are very slim, because [spoiler]at the end of FFX, you see three pyreflies flit around Tidus' still form. The three pyreflies have been proven to be Jecht, Braska and :bawl: Auron. They give their life forces to help Tidus "live" again. Which brings up the point that Tidus could be part of FFX-2.[/spoiler] My question is, why is it all female characters? That just seems...weird. Right now, this doesn't seem much like the FFX I remember. And could Rikku's clothes get any smaller? oO We should call this Final Fantasy: Playboy Edition. :rotflmao:[/color]

[color=crimson]You GUYS! *groans* The owl was the spirit of the Wind Fish! Oy...heh. Ginny gonna quit now. >.

[color=crimson]Heh, Dessy, there was no name, but they DID say who the owl really was. The bubbles had names?! I just called them "Bubbles".[/color]

[color=blue]Ginny says we need a Zora--TA DA! Name: Sefai Aquamentus, Fai (pronounced "Fay") for short Age: Indeterminable, but considered young Race: Zora Character Class: Sage Gender: Female Appearance: A female Zora with a sapphire pendant (like the Zora's Sapphire) about her neck. A golden shackle bearing the Triforce symbol is worn around her upper right arm. In order to remain unhindered while swimming, she tries to wear as little as possible. Background/Bio: Recently discovered to be one of the decendants of the Seven Sages (can I do that, Des? if not, I can change it), she had broken out of her prison at the Ice Lake. Her past is a dim memory, as if it never existed at all. Although she does not know [i]how[/i] she was freed from her crystal enchantment (remember, the Seven Decendants were trapped in crystals in Link to the Past), she does know that Ganon or one of his many cohorts will soon be looking for her. As such, she attempts juggling her distrust of anyone else with her need to learn who she is and what power she holds, if any. Fai is not to be taken as an amnesia weakling; she makes up for a lost past by taking a firm grip of her future. Locked in the Dark World, she is dismayed to find that much of the water is stagnant at best, and deathly polluted at worst. She fervently hopes to find some way to fix the world, if only her small part. And in the midst of it all, she desires to go home again. Starting Location: Ice Lake, Dark World Primary Weapon/Spell: Freeze Secondary Weapon: Bow and Arrows Items: Bombs, a bottle with a fish in it (?); Ice Arrows, DemiTsunami Spells: Aqua Touch (small heal)[/color]