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Chapter 15: In Final Fantasy 8, Plans Go Well
I got your student I.D number, man. I think your mistake was sending him in there with a sword instead of, say, a laser gun or even a pistol. Which we have in this futuristic world.
...you know, we didn't even find a body, now that I think about it. What the hell happened to that guy? Must really suck to be eaten by the Blues Brothers.
As a final test, Robert is made to tell the guard the ID number... backwards.
Success.
Oh, for crying out loud. Shit is ridiculous. But no, Robert decides that if he doesn't do any sort of logical reasoning, things will be OK.
She's talking about Caraway as if she's familiar with him. That sure would be ironic, since he's the head of the army oppressing her hometown. You know, the ones we're contracted to stop. That would be an INCREDIBLE co-ink-ee-dink. Doncha think?
Zell just doesn't get it. I won't have that familiar tone, cookie.
Caraway turns up, looking dapper.
She's off with Waldo.
Oh, thank Christ for that. While we're on the subject, I think Zell is going to fuck everything up - again - so let's not take him with us.
It's like raaaaiiiin....
Knock off? I thought the directive said 'knock up'. Shit. I wouldn't have bothered if... shit.
I'm sayin'!
Somebody check the order again. Maybe it says 'knock one out to the Sorceress'. Might not be a total loss.
Yeah. Maybe we'll finally get to have the party we've been deciding on all the time but never had.
Dibs on the Sniper team, guys.
Dude, when the hell is twenty o'clock? Us normal folks say eight p.m. You know, we don't even say that, we say 'eight this evening'. Hell, it's six o'clock now, so it's not like you mean this morning. Say eight o'clock, dude. (Nine Centra.)
"We release the rabid, starved hounds, and grab a couple beers. Then we kick back and watch the most hilarious assassination ever. Sniper team, your job is to get all this on video."
Hey listen, I've got a better idea. Since the Sorceress is headed directly towards the carousel anyway, let's not drop the gates at all, because when we do we're going to alert her to all this subtle trickery. This plan SUCKS.
This cannot fail!
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