"MAAAAARG!" SAAM Drawled. "MY could Muse smome Hmelp! My've Tmapped mout in thma smumbmission of mlife."

He then began to inch towards the door. "I'll bmwee mwight bwack. My hmaf tmo get my mwips dwaimed."

(OOC) Um, translation please?

"Arrrrrg! I could use some help! I've tapped out in the submission of life. I'll be right back, I have to get my lips drained."

ooc: Sorry terrible wording but I'm rather tired. That was ment to be a description of what was supposed to happen not what did. I just forgot the qualifier. In short *amnesia dust*. I wonder how much will she really has because she seems to be having a hard time with the pretty boys. A question that must be answered.

ic: Seeing and hearing Flarecobra's arrival Sithdarth turned inflicting his attempted mind trick on the departing SAAM instead. "Just playing a little joke..." he began when he had realized his recent error and hoped that whoever he had just hit had high will power or was realtively weak.

"Ok. Have fun." Cobra said, and headed off to her room, but when she noticed how bad SAAM looked, she decided to be nice to him, and did a quick Cure-2 on him.

SAAM's lips shrunk considerably. "Woah!" he said. "They're normal again!" He grabbed his ass. "and my Hemerrhoids are gone!"

*FF1 victory music*

"wow!" SAAM then proceeds to say. "I feel a lot better now! Thanks Cobra, for that you get a Shag!"

before Cobra could beat him again, SAAM produced a beautiful carpet sample of Shag Carpeting.

Cobra just gave him a look, then walked off to her room.

Cloud turned to Thaumaturge. "Well, since we seem to not be the partygoing types, what say I give you a tour of the Highwind. I can also show you the new type of Materia I've found." Cloud turned to go to the Highwind, then stopped for a moment. "That's funny, I could've sworn I heard a rustic form of FF victory music. Oh, well."

EDIT: OOC: YOu know, after reading Flarecobra's sig, I just realized something. DB is currently a long-haired prettyboy. Hmm....

OOC: Yeah, but Sephiroth is also a long-haired prettyboy...and Flarecobra's sig mentions finding the right long-haired prettyboy.

IC: "He's absolutely right..." Dragonsbane nodded, agreeing with his bardic friend, "Escorting such a lovely maiden is truly the highlight of our respective evenings!" he also flashed a dazzling smile at RD.

Thaumaturge nodded to Cloud. "That would be an excellent idea. Would you lead the way? And new materia, you say... I'm intrigued..." The victory music carried across the night air. "Hmm... you're right. Someone just leveled up"