They write their own Fan Fic - What if the characters tried to write their own fan-fic? UH-OH! - Playstation - http://maxpages.com/ultimaforces/They_write_their_own_Fan

One great, bright, sunny morning, we find our characters sitting in a dark room, moping. They are wondering about what the great almighty author is going to do to them next.
“I think we should try hiding from her!” Zell announced to the world.
“No good, you chicken wuss,” Seifer snapped, his eyes flashing.
Zell prepared to punch him, but Squall stepped between them.
“Can it, you two. We have more important things to worry about.”
“Like what stupid thing the author is going to make us do next?” Irvine wondered allowed.
“Irvine! Don’t say that! You know she hears EVERYTHING!” Selphie chided him quickly.
“You know, I think that WE should write the fan fic for once!” Rinoa said. (She obviously didn’t know what she wanted.)
Just then, poof, Almighty 2 appeared, with a computer in her hand.
“Did someone say they wanted to write the fan fic?” Almighty 2 asked.
Everyone snaps their mouths shut. The Almighty 2 shrugs her shoulders. “Well, if you guys want to write a fan fic, here it is. But I can assure you, it won’t be pretty. Here’s the computer. Catch!”
The Almighty 2 tosses the computer into the air, and everyone leaps for it at once. Rinoa gets a hold of it first, and she races away with it. She decides to type a romance with her and Squall, but Seifer has other ideas. He wants to type a story where he kills Squall, so he jumps for the computer. He just misses the computer and Rinoa races for it. She barely makes it on time. She starts typing. She starts writing a romance with her and Squall.
“I have the power of the computer, ha!” Rinoa laughed mockingly toward Seifer, who is still on his knees.
“Give me computer,” Seifer demanded.
“NEVER!”
“GIVE ME IT RINOA!!”
“NO!” Rinoa ignored the nasty remarks coming from Seifer. She continued typing her so called romance. She typed in the words Rinoa kisses, she smiles at Squall who gets an idea and races toward the computer. He highlights the words Rinoa kisses and hits backspace.
“I want to KILL SEIFER!” Squall shouted. Squall looked at Seifer whom he could tell was having similar thoughts. “Don’t get any ideas Seifer, I don’t want to try to kill me,” Squall says then mutters, “again.”
“HAULT,” Zell shouted, “everyone stand up,” everyone is obedient (I don’t know why exactly). He notices everyone stands up and he runs to the computer then he, cleverly, races to the computer and beats the fallen Seifer, again (Seifer falls a lot doesn’t he, anyway…) he starts writing. He is writing about punching the crap out of Seifer. Seifer who had just barely stood up falls back down. He looks angered.
“ZELL, give me computer and I’ll be your friend,” Seifer said sounding stupid (as usual as Almighty 3 would say, I think this is off subject oh well back to the blah blah blahing.)
“Why should I believe someone who calls me chicken-wuss all the time,” Zell said proudly, (Who knows why).
“All right all I’ll call you pollo,” Seifer said, speaking Spanish.
“HEY! I know Spanish, you called me CHICKEN,” Zell said, “I OTTA KICK YOUR BUTT BACK TO LAST YEAR, then again you may enjoy last year. Nevermind.” Zell instantly locked his mouth shut, because of the face that everyone was giving him. As if to say, ‘Zell what the hell are you saying.’
“Okay I’ll shut up,” Zell said in a little kid whining voice.
“LET ME TYPE!” Seifer insisted but Zell wasn’t’ about to be lenient to the remark. Zell types, ‘The every so cute and strong Zell,’ Selphie reads it. She says, “A little full of yourself, eh?” “Shut up Selphie,” Zell remarked. “NO ONE TELLS ME TO SHUT UP!” “Fine sorry Selph, didn’t mean to offend ya.” Selphie pushes Zell away from the computer, she highlights what he had typed so far and deletes it. She types, ‘Irvine leans for the ever so beautiful Selphie and kisses her on the cheek.’ Selphie snickers to herself. “What?!” The dazed Irvine asked. “Nothing,” Selphie answered. Irvine races to the computer screen Selphie turns off the screen. “Told ya nothing.” Irvine reaches for the button to turn on the screen, Selphie quickly deletes what she had written. “Fine I believe you.”
Irvine sighed and sat down this time closer to the computer. “Let me have the computer Selphie,” Quistis politely stated. (she is the only person polite did ya notice?). Selphie looks at Quistis. “Nah, I won’t be doing that.” “Come on Selph, please.” “Let me think…no.” “Err, fine.” The insulted Quistis stomps off with her whip in tow. She turns back and scowls at Selphie. Selphie willingly scowls back. Irvine who is caught in the middle of the scowls interrupts, “to solve everything I’ll type.” Selphie looks at him with starry eyes, and willingly lets him have the computer. You hear Zell and Squall both wanting to kill Seifer in the background. Irvine is typing, ‘ “Are there any pretty girls around,” the handsome young man Irvine shouted. He heard thousands of shrieking laughs. “Nevermind,” he said then emptied the vacant house.’ “IRVINE!” Selphie shouted interrupting his typing. “What did I do?” “What are you doing?” “Typing a story.” “Okay,” Selphie said with approval, “fine by me.” Selphie sat down again. Irvine continues typing. ‘As Irvine was exiting the house he heard a calm soft voice of a sweeter sounding woman. “Help me please I am in danger.” Irvine traveled toward the voice.’ “COMPUTER,” Fuijin shouted across the room. “Stop typing, ya know,” Raijin talked in that annoying tone of his. “SMASH,” Fuijin. They both start attacking the computer. “The fan fic is over, ya know,” Raijin said.
“NO I don’t know,” The voice said. “I am the Almighty…2,” Almighty 2 spoke then muttered under her breath, “thanks to that no good Almighty 1.”
“Why are you here, ya know?” Raijin said.
“No I don’t know but I declare this story is getting quite boring I told you that this would be a type of hell, but no you don’t listen to me do you. This fan fic is over,” the Almighty 2 said.
All of a sudden the computer blows up.
Dust goes across the screen and everyone has disappeared.

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