Illua

location: Mall.

mood: Terrible

Okay, so I'm pretty sure at this point that Jecht isn't going to give me a promotion - is it because I'm not strong enough... because I'm not a hard enough worker?  Blegh... it couldn't be because - NO, it can't be... am I not a stunningly good lover anymore?

I'm weak and unattractive, that's it, isn't it?

I know what I have to do.  I have to prove myself.  Anyone, everyone, I will take you down.  Watch out.  If you're in my way, you're next.

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location: The Mall

mood: So-So

music: Slow Motion Centerfold

Okay, so all I wanted was a fuckin' smoothie, right?  Even I need to recharge from time to time.

So I go over to the Junon Juice, no problem - this man with a blender on his arm prepared my smoothie, and I gotta say, it smelled delicious.  I watched the whole thing - him making the thing with his blender arm - since it's kinda enchanting to see something you've never seen before.  Anyway, he hands me the smoothie, and I'm taking it in, just about to drink it, when some practically-naked old woman smacked it out of my hands to the floor, babbling crazily that it was "poison."  She then proceeded to go into the food stand, because apparently "far-from-normal" is all they hire at Junon Juice.  The man saw the whole thing, cursed under his breath about this being the third time today, and whipped up another smoothie for me.

So, after this ten-minute ordeal, I finally have my smoothie... and it's watery from all the rain!  I understand, and it still basically tasted good, but goddamn!  How hard is it to get a good smoothie around here?

In other news, the blitz sphere is practically full.  Hope Jecht's happy.  As for the monsters, I keep helping, but they keep eating.  It's a cycle, but at least it keeps things interesting.

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location: Y'know, Around

mood: Covered with Blood

music: Imogen Heap - Hide and Seek

Okay, so I know it's not my job to go gallavanting off to the arena to take care of monsters, of all things, but I needed some way to stave off the banality of work at Jecht's, especially when he's just got us carrying buckets around.  It would really suck if all that water didn't turn out to be as fresh as he thought it was and all the participants got some horrible rash, but I'm sure he thinks horrible rashes are an assumption everyone should make when spending time with him (certainly not one I thought of, but I punched the rash away).  My point is, not everyone handles rashes so easily.

Anyway, at my non-paying but thoroughly-more-fun "job" (again, not getting paid), I get to bring whatever carcasses and rabbit pellets that these "fierce" beasts eat.  I had one carcass on each shoulder, and a behemoth tried to swallow me whole.  Needless to say, he didn't.  I thrust his food in the general direction of his mouth and dodge-rolled out of his way... Right into some sort of... centaur?  I don't know what it was, but it wasn't too pleased about it, and it reared up on its hind legs, ready to stomp me.  I punched it in "the chest," right in the right spot, and it shrunk back.  I didn't have much other difficulty during that feeding shift.  We'll see if they remember me next time.

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location: Hell.

mood: Bitter

music: The Lonely Island

Nothing here is remotely interesting.

...Well, that's not entirely true.  I just saw some psychopathic-looking guy in a black coat walk by muttering about destroying Wal*Market, so I guess that's kinda cool.

But still, even the Jenova's Witnesses in the food court seem half-hearted.  Maybe that's because Jenova is obviously real in this stupid place, so they don't have to try anymore...

Or maybe it's just 'cause this place sucks.

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location: JSMSE VII

mood: Hungry

music: Ed Alleyne Johnson

This place is ridiculous!  I've been roped into a job working for Jecht (seems only fair after I made him work for me the other night, but that's a different story), but there's freakin' NO ONE around recently.  What am I supposed to do!?  My power is abundant, so I've got so much energy, and #$*&ing and @%^#ing and punching people in the &$*# when they want a break just doesn't get it all out.  I feel like I could unleash a surge of power enough to destroy a McDoned's right now.  Also, I'm really hungry.

This menial job is hardly enough to keep me awake.  Jecht: Make me assistant manager already.

It's a good thing I turned my katana over at security, or else I'd have a mess on my hands right now.

A customer!  Oh, dammit!  It's just that sleaze Don Corneo again.  If he hits on me one more time, I'll pulverize them!

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