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Seven hours of FFX
Dear Anima, Magus Sisters, and Yojimbo:
You're all MY bitches now.
...even if you still scare me, Anima. But uh, at least you're not BLEEDING anymore like in your 'fiends go SQUISH' cutscene geez. And somehow you're just a lot purdier when you're unleashing Oblivion on the OTHER guys (and I wonder, that supposed to be Animus there? With the horns and the chainbreaking and snarling?) Also, your Fayth is hot and I am aware of exactly how wrong it is to say that. I hereby name you the Goth Aeon. And summon you against Cactaurs because IT AMUSES ME.
That is all.
You're all MY bitches now.
...even if you still scare me, Anima. But uh, at least you're not BLEEDING anymore like in your 'fiends go SQUISH' cutscene geez. And somehow you're just a lot purdier when you're unleashing Oblivion on the OTHER guys (and I wonder, that supposed to be Animus there? With the horns and the chainbreaking and snarling?) Also, your Fayth is hot and I am aware of exactly how wrong it is to say that. I hereby name you the Goth Aeon. And summon you against Cactaurs because IT AMUSES ME.
That is all.
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I threw in the towel with Seymour Flux. Which basically involved me going 'Oh SCREW THIS' running around before meeting him getting all of my aeons into overdrive and NUKING THE FUCK OUT OF HIM first chance I got. Did wonders. Felt kind of cheap. But HAH. HAH he went DOWN.
(I like this game. It makes me crazy.)