NPF Avatars 6 Ch. 4: The trouble with Moogles.

[Karrrrrrrrrrrresche]

Originally Posted by Bellsouth Minion

"Maybe we can destroy their services of Communictain and enterteinment! So i can provice Sub-par alternatives!"

Karesh chuckled as he joined in on the conversation "You know, alternately we could just kill them all and take their stuff. Including their money, potions, sushi bars and pants."

[Bells]

"But no, my Bloodlusted friend... for that would only hamper the profits! One does not make several Fuckinllion Dollars by killing those who have money, and those that make the stuff that you will use the money on. You make them pay... a little each month, forever!" Probably nobody would notice Bellsouth's red-glowing eyes right about now. But the evil grimm, snake-like facial expression and the small group of dark clouds maybe would give away that this creation of the realm of Evilcorporagitown was... well.. evil...

[Relm Zephyrous]

"Hrm, well... I still think there is something wrong." Relm stated finishing up, and wandering back around the town, finishing up the little things she had done to the Max-Elixir. "Oh, its Mom-er... Mauve's birthday?" Relm ran over to Mauve, and got out a special potion, handing it to Mauve in a neat little box. "There you go!" Relm said, grinning happily, while trying not to look at the people in costume, and picking out the costume store. Immedieately interested while simeltaniously sparking an idea, she ran over to the store and waited for the person selling the outfits to notice her.

[Thadius]

Thadius decided that now would be the time to use his once-daily ability. He proceeded to climb to the top of the Inn. There, he fiddled with the chat options.

"Hrrm. So if I do this, I'm talking to everyone in the area. If I do this, I switch clans to Final Fantasy Felines...save that one for later. And this one...Aha! Talk to all members of 'Lord of Assassin's' clan! That's the one I want!"

He proceeded to send out the following message to all the assassins in the world:
"Assassins, this is your Lord Thadius speaking. I am currently at the town of Wind'TokOria, also known as Mogtopia. There is a great business opportunity here, and I require your presence to pull it off. Come at once."

Thadius waited for about five minutes. "Where are they?"

Suddenly the roof of the Inn was swarming with a hundred assassins and one ninja. "Hey! You! You don't belong here! Get back to wherever you came from!"

The ninja spoke some weird oriental tongue and vanished. The hundred assassins looked at Thadius expectantly. "Right. This is what we're gonna do." Thadius laid out a plan of plundering to the assassins.

"Those of you who are the best at pilfering shops and valuables..." fifty hands went up, "Are to go to all the shops and homes in town and lift practically everything. If it's not on fire or nailed down, I want it gone from the house. Including the people. Forty-five of you are to sell everything that is not on my very short list of things I want. I want armor, potions, gold, magical weapons, and extremely magical trinkets. The party 'Final Fantasy Felines' and 'Clan 8-bit,' along with any other NPFers are the only people exempt from this raid. Except Loyal. If you can get away with stealing things from him, then by all means, go for it. The remaining five of you are to go into the inn below us on reconnaissance duty. If you don't come back out in an hour, nobody else is to go in. All right? BREAK!"

The assassins then took to robbing the town of literally everything. The people would be sold into slavery, the possessions passed on to a few reliable black market people, and Thadius would rake in the gold and gadgetry. He might even get away with the deed to the town, once it was empty! He'd give every assassin their fair cut of the gold, of course. All he'd have to do would be wait near the Inn door for his assassins to report back on whatever was in there.

[Inbred Chocobo]

IC had snatched away Relm's Chocobo Juice. Then hurled it at a building. No one should drink that stuff except baby chocobos. He then had snatched another drink that no one really should have at all. Chocobo Whiskey. This stuff was completely wrong, for it was basically catnip for Chocobos that was also alcoholic. So clearly IC chugged the thing, and tossed the bottle at someone, thinking it was an NPC but could very well have been Fenris. Then he walked off, the drink not hitting his systems yet.

He passed Mauve, who was getting presents by the buttload. Mauve looked up to see IC, with hope from recieving a present. "Your present is that I won't kill you right now." IC said, and walked off, with small signs of the drink starting to hit his system. By small, he punched a lightpost for walking in front of him.

He then saw an inn. He looked at his hand, realizing that there was no drink in it. Well, maybe the inn had a bar, and if it had a bar, it had more drinks to put in IC's hands, in which he would drink them. So he walked in, kicking the door off its hinges in the process.

[Tophat]

Sosurface stood by the mailbox sending a letter to the leader of the top raiding guild on the server;

Dear IMAKETHINGSDEAD,

This is an alt of CONVENIENTLYPLACEDLACKEY. It's been some time since I contacted you last, how's the guild going? Is Healbot7000 still knocking around? I miss you guys! =( <3

Anyway could you mail me some enchanted twink equipment and 1000g.

Thanks,

CONVENIENTLYPLACEDLACKEY

"That ought to be sufficient" he said aloud. He then began to wander over to the cooking trainer.
"Got any pies or pie recipes for sale?" he questioned.
"Would you like to take a look at my wares?" was the reply.
"Hey I'm asking the questions here."
"Would you like to take a look at my wares?"
"Do they include pies or pie recipes?"
"Would you like to take a look at my wares?"
"uggh... YES, yes I would"
The cook then revealed to him that the only recipe they had was for burnt meat. The only sustenance they had for sale had 'morning glory' in the name, which Sosurface decided was not his cup of tea.

[Arhra]

"Well...I think in this case...Mauve would be the best choise. Plus she's pretty much the only other female around." Flare made her choice.

"This... does not make me happy." Arhra I said.

"You still haven't answered my question." she said to Pyre Rose.

* * *

"Oh, ok... Though I just wanted her to continue what she was saying earlier, I know what I wanted to know." Relm said to Arhra V. And with that, she wandered off.

Arhra V paused for a few seconds. "How is that supposed to happen when you keep being so vague and wandering away?!" she shouted, to no-one in particular.

Newb seemed to be going on a hugging rampage. Arhra V looked at him.

Subject: Newb
Advised course of action: Kick like a football into the Sun. Hug later!

Why did I ever install that thing? she wondered.

[Loyal]

Before Loyal could manage to "borrow" his private quarters within the town, he suddenly found it jam-packed with dark-clad, dangerous looking people. None of them looked terribly friendly. The thief looked mildly worried for a second before he spotted another on top of a roof, his face only partially masked, gazing at him with what seemed to be a mix of amusement and expectancy.

"You're behind this, aren't you, Thadius!" he demanded, knowing full well the answer.

Isn't that the lout with the canned necromancy?
Yeah. And he's all hot and bothered at the thought of my "demise".
He's what?
Yes, this is what I have to put up with in my prospective rival. He's quite the image of himself, eh?

Image or no, he had a cadre of assassins who clearly had no intention of aiding Loyal in his goals.

Loyal continued, lowering his voice to the level of a soliloquy, "Well, if you think that I'll just step aside and let this happen before I've had so much as a chance at sleep, you've another thing coming, mate."

Nexus, you think you got those kinks worked out by now?
Almost. I just need a field test.

"One called 'Loyal'!" an assassin announced. "You are to relinquish your valuables and surrender immediately!"

I don't speak "idiot," but I think these guys just volunteered.
Sounds about right to me. Move over.

"You want my valuables, eh?" Loyal parroted. "Well, then... let's see you earn them. TransFORM!"

Once again, Loyal's visage was replaced with that of Nexus. This time, however, his eyes and face changed to match the appearance of the dark being as well. It could at best be described as though the pair had changed clothing, but Nexus wasn't terribly worried about that.

I wasn't expecting to use this so soon, he thought as he pulled out the polearm Loyal had pilfered barely ten minutes prior. But I suppose I should consider it a boon of fortune. I've got the looks, now let's see if I've got my power...

Nexus focused his will into the weapon for a second. It responded by exploding in a purple flash to an imitation of the demonic spear he was so familiar with. He twirled it above his head before bringing it into a ready position, laughing forcefully at the confused mooks. "Ha, ha, ha!! Come, then, fools! Come and earn your keep - Your oblivion awaits you!"

[Intern Nin]

Thoroughly creeped out by the NPC's response, Nin decided to check out the moogle-suit to find out exactly why somebody would be so scared of these things. As he walked into the building, he saw NPCs, walking soullessly single file to the counter, each picking up a moogle costume, and then turning around and immediatley puting on the costume as they exit the shop. Then Nin turned his eyes to the woman standing behind the counter. She had shoulder-length hair and a very wide, very creepy smile.

"Um, hi? I'm new here and I'd like to ask you a few questions."

"Hello, my name is Judy. Welcome to Mogtopia"

"Nice to meet you, Judy. Do you have any idea why somebody be afraid these moogle costumes?"

"We're so lucky to have our pom-poms to keep us safe."

"Th... that doesn't answer my question.

"Moogles are so fluffy and cute, don't you agree?"

"Aren't you listening to what I'm saying, I don't want talk about moogles! I want to know why these people are so creepy and scared!

Judy continued to act like she didn't hear him. She then pulled out a neatly moogle costume from behind the counter and held it out in front of Nin.

"Please, take your free Moogle Day costume and enjoy the festivities."

I've had enough of this.

"Fine, I'll take the stupid costume."

Nin snatched the costume out her hands and stuffed it into his coat. He turned around and walked over to the exit.

"Have a mogtastic day!"

"Whatever."

Nin walked out into the busy street and looked around.

This town better have a knife shop. My old one was still stuck in that succubus when SSB blew her to kingdom come and I'd feel naked going into battle without one.

The sign on the building across the street caught Nin's eyes. It read "Henry Mogton's Fine Knife Emporium".

Huh, that's convienent. Looks like today's my lucky day!

It was at this point that Nin noticed some mechanical squeeking coming from the right of him and looked over to see a swarm of metal rodents racing towrds him.

"Oh, crap! Robot squirrels! AAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!", Nin screamed as he ran off with the squirrels in hot pursuit.

[PyrosNine]

IC came into the Inn to see a young boy, running for his life from what looked to be his own parents.

Of note, the boy wasn't wearing a moogle suit, but his parents were. And there was an honest to goodness Moogle running with them.

"No! No! Someone help me! Mom, dad, Stop yourselves!" SurvivorBoy912 screamed.

"Oh Timmy, cease your running and join us, kupo!" his parents soullessly beckoned for him.

They had him cornered, with the parents blocking all escape, and the moogle pounced.

"Trans-MOG-rification, Kupo!" The moogle flasheed, and once he touched the boy's body, he lit up like like a glowstick. THe mog's body stretched and grew, growing over the boy's body and clothes, ensnaring his arms and legs, slowly going over his head...looking as if now the Mog was swallowing him whole. But the Mog just stopped short of that, and the boy's eyes turned a dull grey. He was now wearing a Mog suit, and seemed to no longer be in control of himself.

"That was close, Kupo! Almost ruined the element of surprise! Ku-Po-Po!" The boy said, now almost soullessly and horrifically kupo-ly.

"I'll say, we can't have our guests catching onto us before we put Mog suits on them, enslaving them much like we have already done to everyone else in this town, Kupo!"

"Hey guys, should there be someone watching us as we do this, kupo?"

THe three Mogwearing people turned to look at IC, and their Pom-Poms drooped.

"Fuck, Kupo! Sound the alarm!"

Hopefully IC was aware enough of the situation to kick some Moogle ass.

Moogified Townsfolk x 3: Not in control of themselves from the sinister moogles, they truly can't help what they're doing. But those stupid living costumes and their tone of speech doesn't let you relent upon them!
Skill: Sane
HP: Mook

Elsewhere, The Assassins found their thievery quite easy, despite not being thieves, but rather Assassins. It was as if no one was in these homes, and every door was just left unlocked and unguarded. They hauled in tons of stuff much better than what could be found in the stores, but couldn't shake the feeling they were being watched...

The Mogified people watched them, and the forumites carefully....