Final Fantasy I
[ There's always a poignant sort of feeling when Kefka shows up; maybe it's dread, maybe it's terror, or maybe it's just the feeling that someone's about to bother you to great extents by just being really irritating. A broad spectrum of negativity, ranging from mild annoyance to oshit it's him. He sat up within the center of the floor in the main hall, eyebrows raising and lowering of their own accord displaying wildly shifting emotions; curiosity, irritation, anger. Deciding it best to get his bearings, and that the floor was no place to do so, he got to his feet with a series of grunts, before finally finding himself upright, inspecting the immediate area with nothing but a few passing glances. Soon, he'd burst into a mad cackle, it's pitch and volume combined enough to shatter glass. Were that possible. ]
"Uwee hee hee hee hee haw haw! Brilliant! I'm alive! I should've known that ragtag group of freedom loving jerks didn't have what it took to finish me off! I've even got a deserted castle to call my own. Sure it's a bit too white and bright for my liking but...mm...I can always redecorate."
[ Doesn't even notice the journal lying on the ground where he once lay. In fact, he probably doesn't even notice half of the people who probably pass by. Unless something was in his immediate vicinity, he'd just ignore it and continue his demented ramblings to himself. ]
"Uwee hee hee hee hee haw haw! Brilliant! I'm alive! I should've known that ragtag group of freedom loving jerks didn't have what it took to finish me off! I've even got a deserted castle to call my own. Sure it's a bit too white and bright for my liking but...mm...I can always redecorate."
[ Doesn't even notice the journal lying on the ground where he once lay. In fact, he probably doesn't even notice half of the people who probably pass by. Unless something was in his immediate vicinity, he'd just ignore it and continue his demented ramblings to himself. ]