The lesbians are dead. Truly, today is a glorious one. Thank you, weird rock-thing.
Release Wallace from my service. Find a new champion, one that is tropes a Chivalrous Pervert Protectorate.
Kill the mad scientist by teleporting him into orbit.
Revenge is nearly complete. Take that, traitors!
Nobody said that! Not a damn person said the lesbians died. They just got set on fire and knocked off a ledge.
[8]He is also a Comedic Sociopath, Narcissist, and has a god complex. So pretty much you but without potato powers. Good luck getting along with a super-powerful Dragon like that. ( Wallace rides off into the sunset with his new gf, I approve of this. )
[2+1]Mad scientist uses mad science to foil your schemes.
USE THE BANK OF CHEESISTAN TO FORECLOSE ON KEVAK'S EXISTENCE
[8]You set a lien against Kevak's existence, but you cannot foreclose without giving him a fiscal month to pay. 'Tis basic financial law. Which is almost as universal as mathematical law. Also, since it's an 8, he just won the lottery. After taxes he still has enough to pay off the lien.
Sell Cheesistan on Ebay.
[1]You can't sell countries on Ebay. I checked.
Me: Try to become a being made of shadows again.
Mini-me: Fade from game until commanded to come back.
((I don't know what to do with him so he will be gone until I need him for something.))
[4]
Listen you! It's not gonna happen! Ever! If it does, I'll waste an intervention roll to stop it from happening. Try to get my passport fixed.
The plan can have no further interruptions-- I mean what.
[6]You go down to the Department of Immigrations
(There will be time for treating minor bruises later! The time for action is NIGH!)
Strum a note audible only to psychics across the land, their powers may soon be needed to defend the realm!
Appear to the hobo, a friend of mine from decades ago before the communists drove the nobility out of the region.
[5]The psychics hear your call, but they do not heed it. In fact, they message back with a chill jazzy bass riff that says "We're busy."
[4]Hobo cancels meet friend: Too drunk.
Hobo: "Oh hey... guy..." * snores *
((I am apparently becoming some sort of highly destructive superweapon.))
Follow that flying Giegue.
Master another PSI power on the way.
[3]He uses evasive action.
[6]You learn PSI Lifeup! Congrats, you're now multiclassing!
Lick Lyeos a Third Time.
Lick Lyeos a Fourth Time.
[6]You lick him again.
[6-0.5]And again.
Tune: Go read some books on Mako and Jenova for reasons
Tune: get my physical form back possibly
[3]No such books exist... Or at least none that you can find on Amazon.
[6]Sure. Also, you have black-feathered wings now because of the FF.
Lyeos:Quickly! Before Kevak licks me! Use the power of the shadow beasts to become a sentient sword for Mitzi!
Lyeos: Put a nice, shiny ruby on the sword-that-is-me that will allow someone to summon me if they use my name while touching it.
[5]He has already licked you twice, but on the upshot, you do get to transform into said sentient sword without any horrendous side-effects. Also, for the lols Sword is now added to your last-name and you receive an honorary doctorate from Cheesistan University.
[1]Nope. You have no such materia. Or gemstones. Or hands to put things with. Didn't really think that through did you?
Maria: Contact Giegue
Hobo: Recover from drunken stupor and talk to the Jarl.
CaptainMcClellan: Go outside and see what's happened.
Amethyst-eyes: Ask her what she meant by that.
[1]He's blocking off all telepathic communications and has already flown out of earshot.
[8]You accidentally sweat out all the alcohol all at once, becoming the worse thing in the world to be: sober. Once you get over the agony of sobriety and the worst hang-over known to man, dwarf, and hobo kind, you look to the Jarl.
"Yes my liege?" the hobo says.
[6]I take in all the chaos that has come to my beloved country.
"Well shit."
[4]
Hazel-eyes: "I just meant what I said." She's blushing again, but you wouldn't know it.