My father was a good man: stern, just and honest. He was firm in his beliefs and proud of who he was. He didn't live an easy life; he harvested from the orchards and ploughed the fields from sunrise 'til well after sunset, but never once did he complain. My father knew who he was, and was utterly content to be him. I will forever be proud to be his ( Read more... )

It's not a pleasant thing to be pelted with snow the moment you set foot outside, though there is some undeniable pleasure in returning the favour. I wonder why that is.

Zack, I need to talk to you.

You know something? I've found it's just best not to ask.

... Still. A two inch Zack riding a plush chocobo does need questioned.

... No, really. What?

Well. Glad I wasn't hit by that one, is all I can really say.

Cloud, Zack, Genesis? Up for a spar at some point?

[OOC: I am so sorry to everyone who commented on my last post. My email notifiers have been really screwy since before the downtime, so I missed a lot of the tags. Sorry!]

I'm curious. Do birthdays count if the person is dead?

Don't try to bake birthday cake, Genesis. And don't burn the newspaper I left for you to look at.

[OOC: This is backdated to the 8th because I was hijacked by family and friends for birthdays, but I didn't want to miss this event.I suppose it was the only way it could happen. My enemy was all that created suffering, and I created my own suffering. Therefore, I created the suffering of all those around me. Zack. Genesis. Sephiroth. SOLDIER. My ( Read more... )

The dancing was a bit much. I'm not made to waltz about everywhere, as I'm sure Genesis will complain loudly about at some point.

What is this 'Halloween' everyone is talking about?

Zack, I don't doubt that you've found out.

[There is a barely repressed smile in Angeal's words.]

I never expected the nickname to catch quite like this...

[He can't resist a snort of laughter.]

At least there's no Genesis. I couldn't handle a dog and what I could only imagine to be a very prissy cat.