“WHAT? NO. Please, anything but that!”
~poof~
“Hey, what’s an attractive faceless one, such as yourself, doing in a place like this?”
“I BEG YOUR PARDON?”
[POOF]
“Choco-boco-lina! Welcome! Get your traveling products here at Chocolina’s emporium! The beauty’s all mine, but the products can be yours—but only if you show me the money! This might be a once in a lifetime choco-mazing opportunity, so don’t miss out!”
“Famm, so sudran ymfyoc tet fyhd sa du maynh yhudran myhkiyka.”
ooc;
I like moogle!Firion. Thank you for your offer, though. It’s much appreciated!
“Wait, come back here, kupo~!”
“Even if I fail this challenge, I shall be a cat that can make things catch fire for the next two weeks.”
“…oh, um, thank you, kind magic anon.”
“I haven’t got any ideas, for the moment, anon mage.” Firion grunted, attempting to throw the painting version of herself off her.
“Ugh, I may as well just accept the fact that this thing seems to secretly be in love with me.”
“Oh, no, you do not have to do that.” Firion said, patting the gray-faced being’s shoulder in thanks. “I failed to complete the—um—‘challenge’-like thing, and I must pay the consequences. Thank you for offering, though, kind Magic Anon.”
“Hmm,” Firion hummed, tapping his forefinger against his chin. “I basically get to wear a very snazzy-looking suit and a pair of sunglasses for the next two weeks?”
“I can live with that.”
Thank you, incredibly kind Magic Anon! May all your days be filled with happiness and whatnot.
[[Seriously, though, THANK YOU SO MUCH, MAGIC ANON.]]
*huffs*
…yes, yes, I do. *sighs in defeat*
“Why can’t I just stay myself?” the Kairi-fied Firion groaned to herself, slumping her shoulders.
“What?!” Firion yelped loudly, staring in disbelief at the gray-faced mage.
[[…]]
The now blonde Rydia screamed loudly at the sight of her doppelganger in front of her. “What is going on here?!”
The now pink-haired Rydia Firion looked at the now blonde Rydia.
“I don’t even know anymore.” He said, facepalming as the gray-faced mage scurried off, snickering while doing so.
“Who—wha—wh—?” She stammered, staring at the pink cotton candy colored hair on her clone’s head before she curled her lips into a scowl. “I’ll kill these magic anons!” She snarled as the air around them became heavily saturated with her magic.
The Rydia-ified Firion slowly backed away from the actual Rydia, his now green eyes widening in fear as he felt the air fill with Rydia’s magic.
“P—p—perhaps I should go and search for some sort of reversal spell?” he suggested, nervously shifting his weight from foot-to-foot.
“What?!” Firion yelped loudly, staring in disbelief at the gray-faced mage.
[[…]]
The now blonde Rydia screamed loudly at the sight of her doppelganger in front of her. “What is going on here?!”
The now pink-haired Rydia Firion looked at the now blonde Rydia.
“I don’t even know anymore.” He said, facepalming as the gray-faced mage scurried off, snickering while doing so.
(Source: aworldofroses)
