Ramble for: July 31st, 1998
Jen: For some reason, I have allowed Rufus and the Turks their very own page to rant and rave on. *smacks herself in the head* I must have been on something when I agreed to this!
Reno: *snickers* It was those beers I mixed in with your tea.
Jen: What?! I thought it tasted funny! *runs after Reno with a big stick*
Reno: Rude!!! Save me!!!
Rude: Sorry, Reno. You got yourself into this mess. It wasn't me. I didn't even want to have tons of people reading my every thought and...*gulp*
Rufus: *sighing* Can we get to the real reason we are here? *waits, but gets no response since Jen is wildly chasing Reno and Rude is holding his head muttering*
Rufus: *shoots his double barreled shotgun at the ceiling* Now?
Jen, Rude, Reno: Ahhhhh!!!!
Elena: Do I get to do the quote of the day?
Jen: *holding Reno in a headlock and hoping his face turns as red as his hair* Sure! Reno's kinda busy right now.
Elena: Okay, todays quote is..."Don't count your chocobos before they hatch."
Reno: *gasping* What-kinda-lame-quote-is-that?!
Elena: *pouts* You are sooo mean Reno-san! I'm never talking to you again!
Tseng: Ahhh, Jen? You may want to let go of Reno before you kill him.
Jen: *reluctanly letting go of Reno* Ummm-yeah-I...uh wasn't going to kill him or anything. I just wanted to teach him a lesson.
Sephiroth: Hey all!
Jen, Rufus, Tseng, Reno, Rude, Elena: Sephiroth?!
Sephiroth: Yeah. I thought I'd grace your humble little page with my presence.
Jen: *shrugs* Why not. Rufus and the Turks are doing a lame job so far.
Rufus and the Turks: HEY!!!
Sephiroth: *smirks* Ha ha ha! Let a pro show you how it's done.
Elena: Reno! This is all your fault! If you wouldn't have put beer in her tea...*chases Reno out of the room*
Rude: *stares after Reno* I'm going to get a drink. See you tomorow.
Rufus: Morons. Well, I guess I'm going too.
Tseng: I follow the President.
Jen: Well, Seph, looks like it's just you and me.
Sephiroth: Hmm...whatever shall we do? I know! *snaps fingers*
Cloud: Huh? Where am I?
Sephiroth: Slave, get Jen and I something to drink. Oh, and while your at it, get us some recliners. Oh, and a wide-screen television with a satelite and-
Jen: Ahhh, Seph? Don't you think that's a bit much?
Sephiroth: Yeah, maybe you're right. Just bring us a sofa instead of two recliners.
Jen: *sighs* Well, this didn't quite turn out right. I promise it'll be better organized tomorow. That is if I let those poor excuses for announcers come back.
Sephiroth:....and I want...
