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fierybluebird) wrote2011-11-24 09:16 am
fierybluebird) wrote2011-11-24 09:16 am
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[video] Back with the chocobos / All the jokes
[In a scene that might be familiar to some, Marco is back in the barn, with five baby chocobo. Not quite so baby now, he might be able to fit one of them in a bag on his back, but not all of them. He can't even fit them all under one wing, but that's all right, the others he's dealing with in different ways. It might not be immediately obvious, but the loss of Ace is hitting him hard. Normally he'd go into a rage to kill things, but he doesn't seem to feel it's worth it.]
Ace's name is up on the memorial wall. He might come back... I hope so.
[There's a much too long pause in which he looks a world away and scoops up a chocobo fitted with a Spade collar.]
Ah so how about some bird jokes, eh?
You've probably all heard this one: Why did the chicken cross the road?
To get to the other side.
Why didn't the turkey cross the road?
He didn't want to be a chicken.
Why did the ducks cross the road?
To prove they could do it better than the chicken.
Why did the chicken cross the road twice?
It was a double-crosser.
Why did the rooster cross the road?
To prove he wasn't a chicken.
A phoenix walks into a bar filled with a bunch of turkeys. He gives them a polite nod and then buys everyone a round of drinks. They crowd around their new friend and offer some peanuts. "Gobble gobble gobble?" they suggest. "No thanks," he politely declines, "I'm allergic." They offer him pretzels. "Gobble gobble gobble?" He takes a few of those and they continue on for hours. Eventually they run out, and just as he was about to leave, they look him up and down and ask, "Gobble gobble gobble?" He gives them a horrified look and explains, "No way! I'm not into that!"
Why did the marines arrest the turkey?
They brought it on suspicion of fowl play!
Ace's name is up on the memorial wall. He might come back... I hope so.
[There's a much too long pause in which he looks a world away and scoops up a chocobo fitted with a Spade collar.]
Ah so how about some bird jokes, eh?
You've probably all heard this one: Why did the chicken cross the road?
To get to the other side.
Why didn't the turkey cross the road?
He didn't want to be a chicken.
Why did the ducks cross the road?
To prove they could do it better than the chicken.
Why did the chicken cross the road twice?
It was a double-crosser.
Why did the rooster cross the road?
To prove he wasn't a chicken.
A phoenix walks into a bar filled with a bunch of turkeys. He gives them a polite nod and then buys everyone a round of drinks. They crowd around their new friend and offer some peanuts. "Gobble gobble gobble?" they suggest. "No thanks," he politely declines, "I'm allergic." They offer him pretzels. "Gobble gobble gobble?" He takes a few of those and they continue on for hours. Eventually they run out, and just as he was about to leave, they look him up and down and ask, "Gobble gobble gobble?" He gives them a horrified look and explains, "No way! I'm not into that!"
Why did the marines arrest the turkey?
They brought it on suspicion of fowl play!
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If you choose death for it, it is! [And it is REALLY FREAKING EXTREME when Marco is the voice of reason about cutting back. Given the dealio with his Pops and alcohol.]
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Love, you don't have to only eat tomatoes. Surely there are other foods you like that don't require salt.
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Besides, if you eat all that salt you have, you won't have anymore for your collection. And if you're going to eat it all, I'll throw it in the lake. Seriously.
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D-don't do that! Marco is joking right?! He wouldn't do something so cruel, right?! Cutting back is out of the question!
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As long as you don't die. Anything else is fine... [Tugs into a firm hug.] Where would you even find more salt? [You strange little man.]
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[He's going to be posting doing anything for salt, please stop him before he talks to strange people LMAO... But for now he's hugging Marco.]
Will Marco come home?
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I might bring them inside. [Still torn. Marco doesn't keep birds as pets. It's a rule he has. Dogs are pets and friends and Stefan is his special fort! But birds are meant to be free and... well chocobo are different maybe? Or are they?] What do you think? [Resolve his dilemma.]
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Momo stays here. There are those who care for the barn, and there are ways to stay warm. Chocobo are used to staying outside. I believe even without their mother, they have each other.
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But it's cold. [Woobly eyes. For Marco.] And I've been the one taking care of the barn with Rika gone.
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I am sure it would be helpful if Marco wished to take care of the barn, but that is where they should stay. Leave blankets if you must. I can help Marco with that sort of thing...
Ah... In our apartment, it would just be cluttered, and I am not sure if we would get much sleep.
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[SAD FACE NONETHELESS. HIS BABIES JAPAN ;;]
You better keep me from getting lonely though, eh. [Nibbles an ear lightly. In punishment.]
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[JAPAN HAVE YOU NO SHAME!!! ...Not for this event he doesn't oh god]
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Maybe I'll just stay in the barn...
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W-what sort of response is that?! [worried face]
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Kidding. Of course. [Well, now he is =\]
Tell you what, I'll make you a giant salt castle if you draw me a picture of yourself.
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...W-what sort of picture?
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Ah... I can do that.
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Not even Tatsumi.
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Ah, but as much as I enjoy watching you blush, I don't want you to die from it or anything. [Such a high opinion of Japan's constitution.]
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