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Let's ruin the land, hm?
Topic Started: May 25 2007, 08:00 PM (1,382 Views)
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The clown was laying down, his head resting on one hand. His eyes were closed and overall, he looked really bored. One knee was sticking into the air, the other on the ground. The hand not holding up his head was strumming the ground in a constant beat. "How about this: You don't try to kill me and I help you gain power? You could totally take control of this entire island with my help. What do you say?"
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The bars of the cage suddenly grew tighter, as the cage itself shrunk. "I think not. Look around you, boy. I AM in control, and you have been dead for a long time now, just not knowing it. Allow me to Refresh your memory!" The Judge yelled, his grin now turning wicked.
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Kefka glared at the Mayor, sitting up from how he was laying to stare at the judge. Their eyes locked, and with the look in Kefka's eyes, the judge could feel a chill running down his spine. His hands started to glow with a faint light, his two Meat Shields approaching behind the judge silently. "It will be in your best interest if you let me go and I do not have to force myself out." The meatshields grabbed the Judge by his shoulders, slamming him into the bars of the cage violently so Kefka could grab his throat. "Let. Me. Out."
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The cage shrunk when Kefka had his outrage, and The Judge laughed, as he was out of reach. Kefka could also feel his powers now being drained. "One of the many wonderful effects of an energy cage," The Pianta explained, "It calculates your energy levels, and drains them, while it shrinks to torture the prisoner until they manage to calm down. Or in your case, most likely until you die, you can never calm down, boy."
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The pale maniac sat back down, crossing his legs and placing his hands on his knees. He took in a deep breath, watching the judge carefully. He didn't say anything, he just watched the pianta carefully. The meatshields still held onto his shoulders, Kefka sighing. "Let him go." They looked at him curiously, but did as they were told. He actually seemed to be pretty calm, maybe still aggravated, but calm enough to be able to prevent another outburst.
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"Good boy! The Judge yelled happily, looking pleased, "Get him out of my sight." His attitude then changed, and he turned around, walking back. The Soldiers picked the cage up, and Kefka fell unconsious. When he woke up, he was in a jail cell, a guard standing outside, andh is powers drained away. He was still weak... Or was the cell still draining his powers? Kekfa couldn't tell for sure.
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Wit is an extremely important thing to have when trying to escape from a jail cell. At this time, Kefka had only to think for a few minutes before he had something planned perfectly. He coughed loudly once or twice, sitting there looking miserable. Though he was pale already, he tried his best to look even more so, look as sick as possible. Finally, Kefka started hacking and gagging, acting very sick. His eyes were slowly becoming more and more bloodshot as he crawled for the cell's bars. His voice was extremely rhaspy and airy, almost inaudible, "He---lp....m" before he could finish, he started hacking violently, dry heaving and sounding generally like a person getting ready to die. Let me out of here and in ten minutes you'll be the perfect piantas: Dead ones.
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"Shaddup." The guard merely said, as he threw a nail at Kefka's head. He turned around to face Kefka, looking at him seriously. "Don't even try it. I can see through that puny little head of yours, and if it isn't an act you're playing, it'd be SO much better."
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If it's truly a sick man you want, it's truly a sick man you will get, Kefka thought mischeivously. He kept up his sick facade, sneaking in a small handful of dirt on the ground. A few minutes later, Kefka was vomitting on the ground, having become truly sick from eating the dirt. He couldn't even keep himself up any more, falling onto the ground in the midst of his own vomit.
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"Ah, my wish is granted." the guard said, not even budging as his back faced the pained clown. There was a small bleep, and it seemed like a door opened. There were short footsteps, and the Pianta looked at Kefka in glee.

"Oh goody. This was WITHOUT touching him, right? Perfect."

The Judge's voice roared as a grin flew back on his face.
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Kefka vomitted again, he was coughing loudly, looking very miserable by now. He was actually feeling very weak, and he wondered if it was maybe because of that magic draining barrier. At any rate, the magicite madman was finally sick and probably in actual need of medical attention.
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The guard then walked away, for now, as th Judge walked up to the bars of the cell. "Tell me, boy. How would you like to die? Should I kill you, or should I let you die right now? It's anything but your choice." His wicked grin seemed to say all the words for him, but the Pianta said them anyway.
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His voice weak and hoarse, Kefka actually couldn't be heard. He also couldn't move. What was being said must have been something Kefka was serious about because he was frowning, his brow furrowed. Coughing some more, he rolled over to the side, his back facing the judge. The judge just needed to open the door, that's all that Kefka needed.
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The Judge looked at the body, and laughed in disgust. 2 Energy Daggers appeared above Kefka, pouring into his body. As blood spilled out, he was alive, but barely. After that, the man's wish was granted, as the door creaked while it opened, 5 more guard Piantas returning.
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The magicite madman waited until he was being assisted out of the cell to attack. The very second that he was, magical energy started flying everywhere, tearing through the five guards that had come in. Lightning disposed of any remaining guards, leaving Kefka and the Judge alone. The clown tackled the judge, taking blood up in his hand and shoving it in the pianta's face, "I've been waiting for this for a long, long, long, long, long time. Do you like the taste? Do you? ANSWER ME, FOOL!" Kefka slapped the Judge's face, grabbing the cheek areas in an extremely tight grip a second later. Yanking the pianta up, Kefka started twisting on his head, aiming to snap the judge's neck before a warning could be sent out. Adrenaline was driving Kefka the entire time, and now that he was out of it, he collapsed to the ground, panting in pain. The noise had to have been heard by others, so Kefka used what little energy he could muster up and crawled back into the cell, ready to lie when the time came.
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The Judge's smile grew so large, it looked like it would just fly off of his face. The bloodied up Judge just faed away, the real images of the Judge and guards walking towards the cell from the right.

"It's too bad... That actually might have worked. I'm really feelin for you now... Well... Maybe I WAS."
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A foot was conveniently placed at the door, set there to prevent any closing and locking of said door. Kefka was panting angrily, he was worn out and couldn't do a thing about the Judge. His well known, demented smile appeared, though, making him look every bit as crazy as he truly was. "I want you to know that when I get out of here, I'm making your life hell."
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"Fine. Do it. I'd LOVE to see that happen." The Judge said, as he opened the door of the cell. He moved backwards toward the wall, letting Kefka get out, as the other guards walked away.

"Well? I'm waiting. Yes, I can't wait for this. The little madman who drained his energy away, and nearly killed himself would like to fight. Oh I love happy endings."
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Kefka used what strength he had to push himself up. He staggered out, resting against the door of the fell to keep from falling down. Panting, the madman growled, raising one hand with the middle finger up and pointed at the Judge. "Let me recover and then I will gladly fight you."
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"Oh, but that takes away from the fun! The Judge said, as he, too, walked away and out of the room, disappearing from site. He purposely left the cell door open. It would probably be some fun to watch a little clown trying to escape, nearly dying as he does.
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