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Current idk who is in the right but GRAB THE DICK AND TWIST IT!
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A decade ago when we made that meme "get kid", this isn't exactly what we meant...
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Do you think the reason Jesus Christ doesn't rise again is because we keep putting up crosses and he gets flashbacks on how that went last time?
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Happy almost crisis!
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it's not just a rock IT'S A BOULDER!...or whatever Spongebob said
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Hopefully the IC thread get's put up before anybody loses interest. :c
As Jaakuna was getting weaker and weaker, he was pretty much leaning on the Way Stone just so that he could stay standing. As Emiri activated the Way Stone, they were warped within seconds. As they came to the other side of it, Jaakuna looked around(and most likely Emiri did as well) and from what they would see, the first thing they would notice was that the shades of yellow and green were more mysterious. Mist was at an all-time high here. Just breathing it in Jaakuna felt his condition getting worse. He was breathing heavily and as he would walk forward, just the pure desire of seeing his dad was making him press on. As he would stagger forward, Jaakuna would notice that while the absence of natural light was gone, there was an artificial light source from just in the distance. Jaakuna slowly moved there with Emiri helping him to do so and as he came to an edge of a cliff, a path of green glyphs lit up and stopped about midway.

Jaakuna and Emiri would start walking down that path and as they got to the end, a mist-created image came in front of them. It was a man with mocha skin, white hair and piercing red eyes. His frame was tall and slightly muscular. This man smiled to the both of them. Jaakuna couldn’t believe it. By the gods, he just couldn’t believe it.

“Father…is that really you?”

The man smiled. “Jackson, it’s good to finally see you.”

Though barely able to stand, Jaakuna spoke. “Tell me this is a dream? Just tell me that this is the God’s form of a practical joke cause I just can’t deal with this right now.” Jaakuna was pleading that the man in front of him wasn’t really his father.

The man looked concerned. “It’s really me, Jackson — or rather a piece of me.” He said walking right in front of Jaakuna.

“But how? I killed you. I punched you, and you fell out of the balcony window. You landed on your head and you laid dead in the streets just outside the palace.” Jaakuna said, trying to understand what exactly was happening.

Jaakuna’s father looked down. “You didn’t kill me. The man you thought you killed was not me. It was your uncle and Isaiah’s father.” He said revealing a shocking revalation. “The one who should be responsible for my inprisionment is my own father, and your grandfather, Brandon Hamut Darcone.” Simon stated, revealing to Jaakuna and Emiri that Hamut was the one who put him in Giruvegan.

When Simon told Jaakuna the truth, he couldn’t believe it. He literally was speechless.
Obviously it was an awkward journey from what Savayna had laid out upon the group. Grant didn’t speak, Savayna had said all she wanted to say, Wesley didn’t know what to say, and Nadeline obviously was too angry to speak less she want another fight to break out. Though, Wesley wondered where Grant and Savayna would go from here. They just began whatever it was that’s between them and surely this didn’t help. Or maybe it did. Wesley wasn’t so sure. He was just too concerned about if he would have to intervene between Nadeline and Savayna.

As the group got to a certain point, they arrived at Way Stone and while they were all awkwardly made at each other(more so everyone at Savayna), but they gathered and activated it. Within seconds, they were warped to a room that had pretty ancient markings on the walls. There was a door and as they went through it, they would come to see two people — one in green and one in pinkish-purple clothing — and a bright light took up the room. Of course, it would blind them, but the light would soon be absorbed to the male in the green. As they would come to sight of them, Savayna couldn’t believe it.

“Michel!? What the fuck are you doing here?” She shouted out.

Turning, the one in green turned and smiled. “Savayna, looking as bitchy as ever.” He laughed. “I am just here with a friend.” He said pointing to the one in the pinkish-purple suit. “Do say hello.” He said, talking to Lola.
Oh, I guess then it's a happy accident/happy mishap on my part. xD
I beg to differ.” Savayna simply stated as she was clearly amused.

Nadeline said that calling her out in front of everyone wouldn’t work or get her attention. Savayna doesn’t need to get any attention. She is confident in who she is. She just loved getting under Nadeline’s skin and clearly she was, so Savayna would call this a very successful endeavor. “I clearly got your attention, so obviously it worked.” Now that she got that out of the way, Savayna walked up to Nadeline, so close that the sparks of their anger were matching each other equally. “Now, you listen to me, little girl.” She said, “You’re obviously under the assumption that I’m doing this to get some attention, but that’s not even the slightest bit true. The fact of the matter is that I’m jealous of you. Gods know that I’m jealous of how good you have it, both with your royalty and with Wesley.” She quickly looked to Wesley and then back to Nadeline, who was probably confused at this point. Or not, who knows? “I had to work for everything that I gained, and then I left it all for you guys.” She said almost bitterly. “I’m not regretting it or anything, but maybe I just want what you two have.” She said looking to Grant briefly and just walking ahead.

Wesley couldn’t believe how…good that ended. Of course, he wondered what exactly Savayna was feeling. Such mood swings made him wonder what exactly could going on in her head. Though, Wesley’s thoughts now focused on Grant. Wesley just wondered how he was feeling about all of this? Surely Savayna, unknowingly, admitted some advancement of her feelings for him. “Well that turned out in a way that I didn’t expect.” Wesley stated.
As Emiri answered Jaakuna back as she wanted to go with him, they proceeded down the path, to which Jaakuna was barely hanging on. He wasn’t physically weak, but mentally he was and by result, his movements were slowed down. He would, however, try his best to climb up the paths. In the coming minutes, they would go down some paths, then up some, and just the same for about ten minutes. When they came to an area, there was a Way Stone there. Jaakuna felt odd about that one.

Use it, Jackson; it will take you to me.

Jaakuna’s head was hurting and his nose was bleeding. No doubt Emiri would see it, but Jaakuna would force himself to go forward. “That Way Stone…It’s what we must use to reach him…we...have to...hurry...” Jaakuna’s words were scarce and even worse, they were getting low in volume.
When they continued, Wesley just shook his head at Savayna and Nadeline did the same, but she would do much more than that. Nadeline spoke her opinion, just going off on Savayna about if she ever thought about what she said before she said it or not. Wesley chose to keep quiet about this, and unfortunately for Nadeline(and maybe Wesley), Savayna wouldn’t.

“Oh, and like you’re some goody-goody doer? Last time I checked, you were two minutes away from getting your vagina fucked the crap out of from Wesley!” Oh dear, she went too far, that’s’ for damn sure.

Wesley stopped, anger filling his body, but on the surface he was a Hume tomato, red from head to toe. He slowly turned to Savayna, and then turned back just as slow. His eyes went to Nadeline and he did not like the look on her face. There’s about to be a catfight, I just know it.
When Emiri asked Jaakuna what he wanted to do about it. He really didn’t know. Even as she had her hands on his — which stopped the shaking slightly by the way — he didn’t know. The majority of the decision-making part of his brain wanted to go seek out whoever this was, but there was the part of him that makes him listen to reason that was wanting him to stay put. Though, if The Voice truly was his voice, then Jaakuna owes it to himself to seek him out, no matter what was going to happen if he did.

“I think…no, I know I want to find this out.” He said, slowly getting up. “But, I don’t want to put you in danger, but I also don’t want to do it alone. “ He said taking her hands. “Will you go with me?” He asked her looking deep into her eyes.
Jaakuna was in Emiri’s arms. He didn’t know what to do. Nothing about this made sense. Even when the rest of the group would go to get the Esper, the only thing that Jaakuna could think about was the person who was The Voice. First off, he couldn’t even fathom how this person was still alive, let alone why this person started to contact Jaakuna as soon as they got into the area of Giruvegan; or at least the general vicinity. Was he really here? And if so, why? How? When? Jaakuna just asked himself all of these questions and all the while he found himself crying in Emiri’s arms. His cries weren’t loud, but they weren’t silent either.

Jaakuna would slightly break away from Emiri’s hug only to look at her, still terrified, still shaking, and still confused as all hell. “I just don’t understand. This person I know called out to me has been dead for three years. I killed him with my own hands.” Jaakuna said as he looked at his hands, which were shaking. “I just don’t get it.” He said squeezing his hands into fists. “I just don’t understand why my father is calling out to me here.” He said completely perplexed about the entire situation.
The rest of the party continued through The Great Crystal. They traversed up, down, and repeat the cycle in reverse. As they did that, Wesley couldn’t help but still wonder about the voice. He didn’t know why, but he had a feeling that leaving Jaakuna and Emiri alone like that might solve that, but still he had this very uneasy feeling that somehow things would get complicated. Still, he couldn’t worry about that too much. Emiri’s strong, so any danger that presents itself to the pair, she’ll protect him.

As they ran through various paths, Savayna would speak. “Grant, I know you’re worried about them, but Jaakuna has been through worse than this. Or do I need to bring up the first time he and I fucked. Boy that was a train wreck; he knew absolutely nothing.” Savayna had no shame and she knew it. Wesley laughed at Savayna as they marched forth.
As he sat at the table, Chris dug into his food. He would eat like a semi-gentleman. He started with the eggs and then the sausage. He was around halfway into the sausage and that’s when Beth came in with some clothes in her arms; though she would make a comment about what other things can he do. He smiled just very slightly as if she was flirting with him, but she obviously wasn’t. The next thing he knew, balled-up clothes were coming for his head, but he caught it with his hand.

By the time he caught the clothes, Beth had sat down and started eating her share of the food, but it was definitely not in the same fashion that Chris had eaten his. She didn’t even bother with any form of utensils She began to scarf it down like a pig. Chris couldn’t help but laugh a bit and be disgusted. Thankfully for him, he had finished his first plate of food so he didn’t lose his appetite then. She would compliment about how the food was good and Chris spoke. “Thank you. I must commend you for having such wonderful supplies.” He said, returning her compliment with one of his own.

When she kept on eating like some pig, she would ask him how he got the nickname of Fist. Chris chuckled. He knew this was coming, but he had wondered how soon it would take her to ask him. Obviously, only a day and some hot beef in her mouth. “That’s a long story, but I guess I should just give you the short version.” He said leaning forward slightly, arms bent as they rested on the table and hands neatly placed under his chin to hold his head up. “Throughout my early to late teens, I spent the majority of it participating in underground Mixed Martial Arts fights, and winning every single one of them, mind you.” He said grabbing a sausage and biting it off, the snap clearly heard. He swallowed it and continued. “Even when I would excel in theft, I’ve always been known to have a tendency to hit people with my fists, and thus the nickname ‘Fists’ came to be. I never fought it, and I like it to be honest.” He admitted and finished telling Beth the story.

Chris would finish eating his sausage and spoke. “How about you? What sort of crazy story do you have for the origins of Inks?” He asked, slightly laughing, but very lowly.
He heard Wesley's and Savayna's words. Like, how could he not hear — and feel — Savayna. She was tugging, yelling, and doing all that she could to get him out of the craze that he found himself in. Emiri's words hit him. Or rather they got to him. He looked at her(half-not his choice) as she gripped his hands, taking them away from his head and looked into his eyes. She first asked him who said his name. Though, Jaakuna just looked at her. He was a wreck, so Emiri asked a different question and simply asked who was it that called out to him. JAakuna didn't know. No, that's not true. He did know, oh the gods he knew, but it was impossible. This person was killed by his own hands. "I-I know who called out to me, I know who said my name." He stuttered, but got his words out slowly, "but it can't be him. It just can't." Jaakuna was terrified. If not seen in his eyes, then heard in his voice. Even as he grasped onto the name, he was just so unsure about it.

While Emiri was trying to get through to Jaakuna, Wesley overheard Nadeline and Grant talking about what they would do next. He felt mixed about it and he agreed with both of them. Wesley stretched his arms and spoke. "There's only one course of action that we can take." He said finishing stretching his arms. "Emiri and Jaakuna stay here in this very spot — it seems to be void of any monsters, so they'll be safe from harm — and the four of us go after the Esper." Wesley suggested.

Savayna looked to Wesley and shrugged. "Whatever works for you will work for me as well." She shrugged again.

Wesley then looked to Grant and Nadeline. "Does that work for you two as well?"
I think we're still waiting for the others to post and then Kiss to post.
When Wesley had expressed that it was indeed well done, Emiri would follow suit and simply say it was amazing. Then the rest of them clapped while Nadeline whistled. They all proceeded to do this for a few moments until they were all clapped and whistled out. That would prompt them to all look at the Waystone, which had mist around it. Instantly, Wesley took notice to that and no doubt Nadeline and the rest did as well. It was very peculiar that there was mist around this Way Stone. It made Wesley think that perhaps they weren’t alone here. Wesley began to think that maybe, just maybe, that whoever was here with them, was the reason the first Way Stone was activated and that maybe it wasn’t cause of Belias. Wesley couldn’t place it, but he definitely had a really bad feeling about all of this. Wesley’s worry would be cast aside as the group would gather around the Way Stone and were teleported away.

As they came to where the Way Stone teleported them to, the group could only look at how deep and thick the mist was here. Beyond that, the colors that were present were mixed of very bold hues of green and yellow, levels upon levels both up and down. One could truly get lost traversing through The Great Crystal. If the party wasn’t too careful, they could be one of the many people who have gotten lost here. Even still, the fact that they made it this far should be a testament to how either lucky they are or how extremely skilled they are.

Looking around, Jaakuna couldn’t believe such a thing existed in Ivalice and to be undetected by anybody was quite amazing. His amazement was cut short, however. Jaakuna’s head starting to throb. “Oh no, not again.”

Good, you’re almost here, Jackson. Please hurry; there isn’t much time..

When the voice stopped, Jaakuna’s eyes widened, screeches of pain let out. He couldn’t take it anymore. The Voice was so loud. He was gripping his head with both arms, covering his ears as much as he could and this caused Jaakuna to fall to both of his knees, continuing to scream in pain. Though it did prompt the group to stop, this time, at least for Savayna and Wesley — especially Wesley — widened his eyes in worry and knelt down to Jaakuna. They tried to get him out of his..well whatever he was in right now.

“Jaakuna! Snap out of it!” Wesley pleaded. “You have to snap out of it!” He pleaded again, but no luck.

Savayna would try her luck with him. “SNAP OUT OF IT DUMBASS!!!” She yelled as she shook him violently, but that didn’t work.

While the others were trying to snap Jaakuna out whatever funk he was in, he would murmur a few sentences. “He said my name. He said my name. He said my real name.” It was as if he was in some sort of trance or disillusion of some kind.
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