Explosions.

Lights,

Barbeque.

I'm doing none of it.

It's too hot and too...mosquito-y.

We holed up in the house to get away from the noise.

I went so far as to get back sto FFXIV. Best decision ever.

In fact, I'm headed back to Eorzea until it cools off enough to actually sleep.

It's like 80F in the house with the AC on... At leasts I have my pretty boys back.


Yup. I'm going fishing.

~Earlier Today…~

The phone rings—it’s Godot’s theme from the Phoenix Wright games, a coffee-themed jazz tune. Dad’s calling.

“H’lo?”

“Hey!” Delivery truck sounds like it could use a muffler—he has to shout. “Get down here, I got the stuff!”

“Got it!”

The ‘stuff’ is fresh garden stuff and a microwave. The one I’ve got right now is three bags of popcorn away from being completely dead. (It’s moving steadily slower—I knew it was time to get the thing replaced when it took nearabouts ten minutes to pop a bag of popcorn.)

I make my way downstairs and see my dad, who happens to be next to a young man who looks vaguely familiar. I don’t have any sort of recognition going on, until I make a point of looking directly at him (it’s easier for me not to look directly at males lately), when suddenly I realize—this kid looks like what I would if I’d inherited the Y chromosome instead of the X from our father. That, and the “OMFG OMG STRANGE MALE RUN” response doesn’t kick in.

“Kid bro!” I squeal and run up to the truck.

(I think I should mention that my kid brother Jules is athletic, LUDICROUSLY smart, has my tolerance for bullshit from other people (read: JACK AND SHIT), was one of the first people to out me as bi (He caught me staring at a certain android on a certain series that went well over nine thousand memes—and for the record he has no problem with it), and plays video games the way I do: almost all the time and can discuss everything about all the ones he plays.

In other words, DEFINITELY my little bro.)

There’s handshakes and hugging and squealing as we follow Dad lugging the thing upstairs. We catch up on the way up, talking about sports, classes, books, video games, how blind Dad is (FULL DISCLOSURE: I’m blinder. He wears a prescription about half that of mine).

Soon enough we’re in the middle of the apartment, deciding the middle of the floor’s just fine. We’re still discussing stuff, in this case video games, and then we get into the talk of video games. Dad and I start suggesting a certain game for Jules to play, and it’s quite possibly the weirdest thing any random passerby would have seen—short woman in a hairnet and big tall guy built like Bruce Lee pretty much squeeing over a game, complete with “Eee!” and “I KNOW!” screams, when—

“Nah. Final Fantasy’s kiddie.”

I SWEAR I heard the cosmic record needle scratch. Both I and my dad do an ACTUAL double-take.

“WHAT!?” we both shout.

“I mean, it’s so kiddie and—”

“FINAL FANTASY IS NOT KIDDIE!” we both retort.

“Awesome story—”

“Stuff blowing up—”

“THE MUSIC!”

Dad and I keep going like that for a while.

…sometimes, my family’s awesome.

Ganked (sort of) from toffeethesnob: the 5 Things Meme. You’re asked to answer five questions, and if interested, reply with 5 and I’ll do more or give you five things. My five?

1. Liam O'Brien
2. The Emperor of Palamecia
3. Yaoi
4. UraBoku
5. Organization XIII

It's kinda like an Ask Me Anything on steroids.

Note: The odds of this being particularly deep are…zero to nil.

OK! Here we go! ( *KWEH!* )

Calling your attacks!

( Nerd Alert. )

First, a letter to the internet.

Dear Internet:

QUIT DERPING!

Signed, Railenthe Y. Zeal.

*Previously, on FFIX DISC 1:

Oh look.  It’s Beatrix, come to kick our asses.

…!!!  Oh, hello there, he of the heavily emphasized crotch!  Why, you could almost rival David Bowie Himself with that highlit heaven-rod!

For me, this is something of a retcon.  When I first played the game:

• I hadn’t played FFI yet.
• I hadn’t played FFII yet either.
• I hadn’t finished FFIII.  Still haven’t actually.  I WILL get the ultimate magics first, damn it.
• I hadn’t finished FFIV.  Still haven’t.  I can’t sit through the first translation.
• I was a boss-fight off from clearing FFV.  *Yeah, stalling*
• I hadn’t played much of FFVIII.
• I hadn’t played FFIX.  Still haven’t.  Any day now…dammit broken phone!
• I’ve only backseat!gamed FFXI, but I know enough about it to pas.
• Hadn’t played much into FFXII.
• Know nothing about FFXIII.

…I’m not a slacker.  I’m just broke.

( So…yeah. )

“I, Garland, WILL KNOCK YOU ALL DOWN!”

…partially nodded to when Zidane knocked him down, but I still wanted to hear him say it.  XD

Remember all of the dancers in FFIV?  Why does no one bring this up?  Team Cosmos needed some delicious scandal.( BUT WAIT, THERE'S SLIGHTLY MORE! )

And now, for the individual assist!faves.  This one’ll be a little quicker and less overthought.  XD

There are so many!  But, I’ll keep it short and go with the one that has been my saving grace for so many fights recently (not to mention netted me a WAY-under-ten-minutes Time Attack clear).

It’s…

Gilgamesh Morphing Time!