Part 18: Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Seventeen



Obviously we survived and we're taking these dudes, though I guess I didn't really need to bring EPG. Oh well!



Vector's on fire and smothered with Geno's gang and Canada soldiers but you already knew that.

Airdisc: Cake or death?
Geno: What would be cool is if enless mayonnaise came out of your eyes at command and you could trap your enemies in a pool of mayo.

That doesn't seem very grey of you, Geno.



Pirate: So go talk to him already!

Up near the Vector command center, we run into this dude and follow him to Al's room.



Al: You released the fucking furries from my Xbox, correct?

Stuntcock wanders in from the back doorway.

Stuntcock: Sounds funny to say it out loud, doesn't it?
Stuntcock!!
Stuntcock: Never will I cleanse my retinas of the sight of a full-on furry yiff-orgy...
Pirate: Arr, some things a man was not meant to see...
Al: It is my fault. I should've bought the service warrenty.



Stuntcock: Say, why don't we have dinner with these fine people?
Al: Okay then, let's throw a great big party! Everyone's invited!
Stuntcock: You heard the man! Spread the word! There's some pirates who don't like Al's parties!
Pirate: The party starts in 4 minutes! It'll be the best thing ever!

So yeah we have four minutes to talk to dudes. Any interesting things from the millions of screenshots I took of this shit?







King REoL: Gotta hide my secret identity tho...but...it sucks in here!

The answer to my question was no. No, there isn't.





Pirate: Fat, blind, AIDS-riddled crack whore or not. That's a keeper.





>(To the Pirates!)

Al: Well then...to the pirates! I.e. us! Woot!

>(You suck!)

Al: No, YOU ARE!

>(More drinks please!) (The correct response)

Al: Agreed! More alcoholic beverages please!

Al: We locked up Todd in a filthy prison cell. Wanna go throw rocks at him?

>(Sure, after the party.) (The correct response)
(Your idea fucking sucks!)
(What the hell are we waiting for?)

Al: Of course, it would be better to wait until after the party's over. We gonna have some fun!

Until futher notice, all of Al's responses to you are identical.

Al: I hope my pirate crew hasn't caused too much trouble, what with the plundering and destroying and all.
Al: It's just what they do, ya know?



Al: Eh, what can you do about it now, huh?
Al: By the way...with regard to Fistgrrl...



Al: Right then, I now declare this to be free question asking session. Fire away!

>(Can I have ten bux?)

Al: No, you may not have ten bux.

>(What's the sexiest body part?)

Al: Clearly, the correct answer is the genitals.

>(I have this rash. Should I see a doctor?)

Al: Tough it out, you big whiney baby. Until something falls off, at least.



Al: We cannot allow the furries to go around doing their furry thing. It just isn't right!

(Furry things...I don't want to think about that.) _{(The correct response)}
(You mean like homosex used to be?)

Al: It's time for the Final Solution...

I just noticed that TACO's head looks like a cat lying down on the back of the chair.

Al: Hey, pop quiz, hotshot! Which of the following questions did you ask me first?

>(Can I have ten bux?)

Al: Hee hee! Now go do 50 laps around this table! For serious!
Stuntcock: When he says he's serious, he means he's serious! Sometimes.



So, we now have control again to immediately talk to the guards on the other side and get into a fight. Let's talk to Stuntcock and Al first though.

Stuntcock: Run, you magnificant bastard! Run!
Al: Please don't touch me.
Pirates: We wanna kick your ass!

That sound good to you?
>(Bring it on)
(Bugger off)

They die horribly.

Pirate: *splurt*



Al: Any last minute song requests?

>(Let the bodies hit the floor!) ₍The correct response)



>(It's getting hot in here!)

Al: It's getting hot in here! So take off all your clothes!

>(happy hardcore techno music plz kthx)

Al: Go fuck a pacifier, raver boi.

Al: Anyway, I have a proposition. We believe the furries headed north of here, to Pervert Island. We need a bit of help so we want to hire some hired muscle. Specifically, we heard your leader is a Super Saiyan.

...Since when has OMGWTFBBQ been the leader? I've been actively ignoring him for half the game.



Oh apparently the game agrees.

Al: We'll be taking the ship from Albrook to Pervert Island. Will your leader lend us his SSJ powers?

(Aye aye!)
>(No! Ass.)

Al: Ha ha ha. Now say yes before I break your legs.

>(yes)
(MONKEYS ARE SMARTER THAN ME)

Al: I'll send Rope Kid along, too! Better safe than sorry!



Oh, hey, it's that guy that let REoL poison Banned. With Kool-aid.

Rope Kid: I'm Rope Kid. I'll be your tough yet caring leadership figure for the day.
Ozma: Back from your vacation, eh? How veeery convenient.
Rope Kid: ...SHIT. There was a survivor from Banned Castle?
Jeddite: Shouldn't you be spitting a bin full of McNuggets somewhere?



He leaves.

Al: Okay, that just about wraps it up! Who wants pie?

The dinner passes and fades to black.



OMGWTFBBQ: That's it, I order you to accompany me to Pervert Island, you sorry excuse for a man!
Pipebomb: Okay, sounds like fun! But I'm the leader this time!
EPG: Alright, you can have a turn, you big baby.
Jeddite: I get to lead the rest of us as we party our pants off here and generally do absolute jack shit!
Pipebomb: Shine on, you crazy diamond!
EPG: Have fun slaughtering the nerds in fursuits!

If anyone's the leader of anything around here, it's TACO.



Oh hey there?

Pirate: Attendence is at an all-time high, so Al wants to repay you!
Pirate: Pirates have withdrawn from the port of South Figaro. Also, they've been banned from Banned Castle.
Pirate: Al wants to give you all his Xbox games. They're stored by the Xbox, if you want to go pick them up.
Pirate: And this phat lewt is from Al himself...



Pirate; Dum de dum...

I'm missing a prize. I must have fucked something up but I no idea what. I followed it to the letter of the original...oh well I don't care about Charm Bangles.

Speaking of prizes, though, let's check out our "Tintinabar".



When we find someone who can actually use this thing they're gonna be happy!





TACO: I LOVE THIS PLAEC

I will literally go out of my way to talk to TACO.



Speaking of talking, let's go watch that scene I didn't know existed until the other FF6 LPs in this forum.



Stuntcock: Wow! Is this a UFO?
X JAKK: Haw haw! You believe in UFOs!
Stuntcock: I must admit, it ain't exactly flying.
X JAKK: That's what YOU think!
Stuntcock: yo mamma
X JAKK: You talk about my mother that way!
Stuntcock: I'm going back to the party. See ya, loser!



X JAKK: I bought it used from UFO-MArt. Piece of shit breaks all the time, but I love it anyway!
OMGWTFBBQ: How much did it cost?
X JAKK: I talked the dealer down to 53 cents and some pocket lint! Pretty good deal if I say so myself!
X JAKK: If this thing doesn't start working soon, I swear to GOD I will kill you all while you sleep.

That sure was productive. Off to Albrook!



Rope Kid: Check it out, I conned these poor schmucks into joining our battle against evil!



Oh hey favorite characters!

Rope Kid: What a coincidence! You know these people! That's good, it means you're all like friends and stuff. You are friends, right?
Pipebomb: You know what, I have no fucking clue. That part of the dancu wasn't well written.
Rope Kid: Clearly there is some sexual tension to be resolved! Go get a room at the hotel and have some sex already!
Rope Kid: We set sail tomorrow morning! Go busy yourselves until then, wink wink nudge nudge.



Pipebomb walks up to her all and glares at her...



Pipebomb: You know you want it, baby!
Isnoop: Go-Gurt! Squeeze it, slurpt it, grab it, glurp it...I'm sorry, what were we talking about?

It's good to have you back, Isnoop



Pipebomb: Send me a copy of the tape and it's a deal!



Apparently, Pipebomb can't sleep.

It's time to end this chapter, but let's do it on a special note. I could easily transcribe this next scene but you really, really need to the music to make it work. So just watch it on Youtube instead!


_{Click me!}





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