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Author of 19 Stories |
Y'know, most people have author's notes at the end of a story, but that's boring, right? I think it's better to let the characters speak for themselves. So...here they go! ^_^
(Oh, and as for my message: thanks to everyone out there who read, reviewed, or helped in other ways. You guys are the best, and I hope you'll all continue to cheer for Linna!)
Hey, Green Eyes
by flame mage
character's notes
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Linna: *walks into the Aurochs' locker room, throws her gear bag into her locker (which still won't shut right), and flops down on the bench* Cred, 900 gil a game is nowhere near enough for that level of drama. At least now I can finally cut the ham act and just win all my games flat-out.
Bickson: And people think I'M arrogant?
Linna: You are.
Bickson: Oh, sure, Ms. Now-that-the-story's-over-I-can-go-back-to-kicking-butt.
Linna: *props her chin up in her hand* Oh, yeah, like Sir Ego Trip is any bett-
Rin: *clears throat* Miss Linna, I believe there was a point to making your readers sit through another section.
Miyu: Yes. There are many people who are deserving of our thanks.
Linna: Gotcha. *digs sphere out of bag and sets it up to record on top of the lockers, then lies back down* Okay, adoring public. This is the closest thing to a cast party we get in the wonderful world of blitz, and there are a shitload of people we need to thank. *rummages around somewhere in a [presumably] invisible pocket in her bodysuit and pulls out a long list of people that need to get thanked*
Bickson: Oh, Yevon, this is gonna take a while. *puts his hands behind his head and leans back*
Linna: You suck.
Bickson: Hmm, maybe I should just take back that ring and-
Linna: Now you REALLY suck. *to sphere* Okay. First off, we want to thank Squaresoft for making _the_ coolest game ever and including _the_ coolest minigame ever, blitzball!
Naaga: *returns from the Goers' locker room, where she has been trying to decide whether to fawn over Graav or Abus (or Raudy, who looks just like Abus anyway)* Hiya.
Miyu: Oh, hello, Naaga.
Naaga: Ooh, what's this? A sphere camera? *flashes her supermodel smile at it* I'm ready for my close-up.
Linna: Come have your close-up with my fist. We're trying to record the damn thank-you message.
Naaga: Let me read the next one! *snatches the list* We'd also like to thank them for creating hyperubercool players like...uhm, well, it says "us," but I'm an original character, so this is people like Linnie, Bick, Rin, and Miyu, right?
Miyu: Not to mention-
Tidus: *bursting in the door* Howdy.
The Other Aurochs: *following him in and ad-libbing* Hey. Hi. Hello. Wassup? etc.
Miyu: -the Aurochs.
Tidus: Oh, this is the thank-you thing, isn't it?
Linna: Yeah. You're late, by the way.
Tidus: Then I'll do the next one. *to sphere camera* We also want to think Naida Dark, Kenzi, and all six of the Al Bhed Psyches for paving the way for Al Bhed blitzball fics. We couldn't've done it without y-well, maybe we could've, but it would've sucked a lot more.
Jassu: Ya, we really like them. Their influence is the reason we Aurochs got personalities, right, dawgs?
Letty: As opposed to bein' faceless supporting characters that no one really cares about?
Rin: Exactly.
Botta: Oh, yeah, the author also wants ta thank Joe, Erik, Thong-Boy, and a whole horde a others for helpin' with the Ebonics. Sorry if we somehow offended anyone; we think it's a really cool dialect of English and we wish we weren't too white to speak it.
Jassu: *puffs chest out*
Naaga: *sensing that she's losing attention* We'd really really like to thank everyone who reviewed!
Linna: Oh, yeah. *to camera* Reviewers, I love you and I will give you my firstborn, especially if it ends up looking like him. *jerks thumb at Bickson*
Bickson: Hey!
Linna: Pierson, SQ, DSKatsuki, Glass Angel, miaowne, and all the other people who reviewed once and kept reviewing, you guys are absolutely the best. Your support kept me going, oy ghuf?
Miyu: Oh, that reminds me. We'd like to thank Barak Michener, the creator of the Bikanel Al Bhed- English translator. Without it, no one would have any idea what Linna's going on about.
Bickson: Some of us still don't.
Linna: Peda sa.
Botta: *stage-whispering to Jassu* HOW LONG HAS IT BEEN SINCE WE'VE HAD A LINE?
Jassu: Too long. *to Linna* Y'know, one or two of those brilliant reviewers asked if there's any hope for a sequel.
Naaga: Unh-huh! Don't they get to see me being cute some more?
Linna: Tysh. This was a pretty complete story arc.
Bickson: Hey, you could tell them what finally happened with that whole Yevon-blitzball conspiracy. And they never did find out the details of my shady past.
Miyu: *claps hands* That's right! There are so many beautiful gaping plot holes we have to fill!
Linna: All right already, but I better get paid overtime for this. *to sphere* Okay, people, here's the deal. Unless it turns out that we all make miraculous appearances in FFX-2, there probably will not be a direct sequel to this story.
Rin: ...however, we have a proposal you may find equally engaging.
Linna: If the mage gets on her lazy ass and writes the rest of it, we're gonna appear once again in a brief (mebbe seven parts) side-story called "Green Eyes in Overdrive" that'll answer all those lingering questions you got.
Naaga: You'll also get to see us try to fight. It'll be great!
Bickson: So, fanboys and -girls, if you want to see some more of this *gestures to self* studly blitzer, leave us lots of nice reviews.
Naaga: *aside to Linna* Ooh, maybe he really does sleep in just boxers!
Miyu: *coughs delicately* Speaking of seeing "some more of that"... we do have a small gift for those of you who have read this far.
Linna: Yep. This is the moment you've all been waiting for. The mage drew a mock cover page for the non-existent bound edition of this story, and it includes pictures of all of us. You can check it out here: " . "
Tidus: Is that it?
Aurochs (who still haven't gotten enough lines): *ad-libbing* Yeah, should be, guess so, etc.
Miyu: Many thanks once again for all everyone's support!
Linna: We love ya, fantypes! *turns sphere off and looks around* Okay, who's ready to blitz?