25; The Descending Battle (Break Heads)
[On half of the screen: Kefka on a ledge of concrete and rock that overlooks a dull bronze sky, writing in his magic notebook. On the other half: what he writes in a formal hand.]
Let’s talk about Doc Scratch. He claims to tell the truth, but you ask him anything and he gives answers that are technically the truth, but don’t answer anything. Has anyone ever gotten a straight answer out of him? He’s not trustworthy. He knows that most of the trolls are going to die and won’t tell them. If it’s really the alpha timeline needed to help them survive, why is he so afraid to let them know? What’s the point of not being doomed if you’re going to die horribly in a few hours anyway? Who is his outcome favorable for, anyway? If he’s so beneficial, why doesn’t he spill the beans?
(I am a villain, certainly, but I’ve never implied that what I do is for the benefit of my world, and I’m ready to receive my comeuppance for it when that day comes. Never have I claimed that children killing children is necessary or a good thing. Why do I get called all kinds of names while he dances around going "look at me, I have no empathy" and no one pays attention because he dresses it up in fancy words! I won't stand for having the heroes be so gullible!)
This is the proof: scratchlocked.jpg. The thread itself is locked, so I took a picture of--
[The F turns into a scrawl of ink as Doc Scratch teleports in and clocks Kefka on the head with a huge, blood-spattered book. The blow is enough to send Kefka reeling, but he’s up on his feet in an instant. Blood drips down the side of his face.]
[Kefka. What did I tell you about telling the community about me?]
First rule of war: don’t negotiate with blackmailers. Besides, I'm already fated to a painful death. Bring it on! Come and get me, cueball.
[I won't touch you.] [Scratch opens the book and takes out a picture: Samara in Scratch’s lair, asleep on his couch.] [But since you won’t co-operate, I’m afraid Miss Morgan will be returning to her true fate.] [Another picture: a girl with stringy black hair crawling out of a TV.] [Your rashness has condemned her to undeath.]
Hee hee...hahahahaha! [Kefka laughs, then snaps to seriousness.] What’s one more life on my shoulders? I already carry the death of this world! Ultima!
[Scratch teleports away before the swirl of magic can hit him. Kefka stares, then screams and stomps on the ground, nails cutting red rivets into his face. Once he’s done screaming, he sits down and picks up his book. Seemingly oblivious to the blood dripping down his face, he writes:]
Also, if anyone knows how to break into his house, that would be lovely. He just kidnapped Samara.
[The wind blows along one last picture before the video feed ends...]
Let’s talk about Doc Scratch. He claims to tell the truth, but you ask him anything and he gives answers that are technically the truth, but don’t answer anything. Has anyone ever gotten a straight answer out of him? He’s not trustworthy. He knows that most of the trolls are going to die and won’t tell them. If it’s really the alpha timeline needed to help them survive, why is he so afraid to let them know? What’s the point of not being doomed if you’re going to die horribly in a few hours anyway? Who is his outcome favorable for, anyway? If he’s so beneficial, why doesn’t he spill the beans?
(I am a villain, certainly, but I’ve never implied that what I do is for the benefit of my world, and I’m ready to receive my comeuppance for it when that day comes. Never have I claimed that children killing children is necessary or a good thing. Why do I get called all kinds of names while he dances around going "look at me, I have no empathy" and no one pays attention because he dresses it up in fancy words! I won't stand for having the heroes be so gullible!)
This is the proof: scratchlocked.jpg. The thread itself is locked, so I took a picture of--
[The F turns into a scrawl of ink as Doc Scratch teleports in and clocks Kefka on the head with a huge, blood-spattered book. The blow is enough to send Kefka reeling, but he’s up on his feet in an instant. Blood drips down the side of his face.]
[Kefka. What did I tell you about telling the community about me?]
First rule of war: don’t negotiate with blackmailers. Besides, I'm already fated to a painful death. Bring it on! Come and get me, cueball.
[I won't touch you.] [Scratch opens the book and takes out a picture: Samara in Scratch’s lair, asleep on his couch.] [But since you won’t co-operate, I’m afraid Miss Morgan will be returning to her true fate.] [Another picture: a girl with stringy black hair crawling out of a TV.] [Your rashness has condemned her to undeath.]
Hee hee...hahahahaha! [Kefka laughs, then snaps to seriousness.] What’s one more life on my shoulders? I already carry the death of this world! Ultima!
[Scratch teleports away before the swirl of magic can hit him. Kefka stares, then screams and stomps on the ground, nails cutting red rivets into his face. Once he’s done screaming, he sits down and picks up his book. Seemingly oblivious to the blood dripping down his face, he writes:]
Also, if anyone knows how to break into his house, that would be lovely. He just kidnapped Samara.
[The wind blows along one last picture before the video feed ends...]
