finalfantasyunleashed:

The survey really opened our eyes to what needs to be done in FFU so there has been some changes. 

• Using the timezone information we collected during the survey, FFU will post, and check and respond to asks, around 12-10pm PST (Pacific Standard Time - GMT- 8) daily. If you have sent an ask and are concerned that FFU did not receive it, there is no harm in trying again.
  
  Unfortunately, we cannot accommodate everyone’s schedules, so if you are out of the timezone, please don’t forget to check FFU’s main page for updates and new members. Thank you for your understanding.  

• The Survey will remain open until the end of the December, so if you’d like to still give us your input, please do. Information collected in the survey is solely used to try and make FFU a better place for everyone. Thank you for the constructive comments. We will continue to work hard!

• If you change your URL, please inform us.

• There is also a 30 day character development meme floating around. Here’s the link, if you want to do it. It may prove helpful for you. 

• FFU Bank has been slightly altered. There is now an example of the art style you will be receiving, if you choose to redeem, posted on the page. As for other possible prizes and ‘suppliers’, we are still taking all suggestions into consideration. Unfortunately, we are unable to physically send out prizes at this time, but it’s something that we have highly considered and may or may not change in the future. 

• If you are shy to approach someone because their character seems stern and maybe cold, don’t be. Chances are, their RPer is super cool, and you don’t want to miss the opportunity to RP with someone super cool, amirite? We are currently thinking up of various events to help join people together. 

• There are actually LOADS of people on here that are probably dealing with the same issues and problems like you. Whether it be school, work, or just trying to fit in with society or something similar to that, you are not alone.
  
  Because we want everyone to be friends and feel like they belong, we would like to reintroduce chatrooms. 

Reintroducing Chatrooms: 

• FFU’s out of character TinyChat
  
  Out of character chat. Talk about anything. Also available for private chat through Tiny Chat.

• Nora Cafe (in character RP chat)
  
  Nora Cafe has generously offered their cafe to help everyone engage in chatroom style RolePlaying and practice. Please keep in character as much as possible. Brackets/parenthesis for out of character chat. Stop by the cafe for some food, drink, and lounging. 
  
  
  *Please be advised that some of our members may be under legal ages in their respective countries. We ask that you act appropriately.
  

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bocothechocobo asked: *Flaps wings and side-glances the man* ...

When a giant yellow bird side-glances at you, what should you do? Seifer didn’t know, so he just looked back at the chocobo with suspicion.

“What? Are you looking for something or is it just a stare contest?” 

cardclubking:

Already in his twenties, Seifer Almasy was nothing more than a stubborn child crying out for love and attention.

Babysitter. They definitely had demoted her to a babysitting job. Could life get any better than that?

“You’re wrong, Seifer.” - The SeeD stated with nothing but conviction in her voice. - “Of course Matron feels bad for what she has done to you, to all of us… But she didn’t bring you back to Balamb Garden solely out of pity and guilt. To her, you’re still one of her children. And if she already feels responsible for what happened to those of us who had to confront her, no wonder why she cares so much about you.”

In fact, Matron did not seem to worry that much about anyone aside from her prodigal son. If she really cared, she would never hand such a task for Quistis. Seifer did it all wrong since the beginning, threw away all his chances to succeed and now she had to pay for it, watching his every step and keeping him under control.

She wondered if Matron had any idea of how it felt to be forced to go through all your failures over and over again.

(She probably had. She had to face her broken children, after all.)

“Besides, I don’t think everybody wants to see you failing again. What would be the point of it anyway?” – Crossing her arms over her chest, Quistis shrugged, doing her best to sound matter-of-factly. - “If I had to guess, I’d say that most people here simply want you out and, as I’ve already pointed, failing is not an option in this case. Not to mention that—”

Noticing she was about to cross the line which divided a bad conversation from a uncomfortable one, the blonde refrained herself from talking, taking a deep breath and looking away all of a sudden. She could still feel the weight of his glance upon her, however, demanding that she finished what she had started. And though she did not want to, she felt compelled to turn and face him.

What did she fear, after all?

“We’ve seen you fail, Seifer, and we’ve seen you fall.” - Eyes on his, Quistis gave him what he asked for with no sign of hesitation or agressiveness. She did not want to start a fight, but simply state a fact. - “It wasn’t a pretty scene, it was no good for anyone. Now tell me: why would people want to go all over this again and again? Just so they can have a laugh on you? Or maybe because they seek revenge? Honestly, I don’t think so. The cost is too high.”

The worst thing was that she did believe all the bullshit she was saying. Quistis Trepe, the stoic martir, the good samaritan, really believed that no one would laugh, no one would say a word, no one was rooting for his fall. She was wrong in so many ways he barely could hold a laugh - bitter and cracked, but still a laugh. Matron wasn’t feeling bad for him but because of him, she only had to do something in order to appease her conscience, to feel better and good with herself.  And who could blame her? He had sunk on his own in a sea of shit and she, the real Edea, was not to blame for anything. Still, he blamed her for everything; both women, moreover - and if it was a good day, he would include Rinoa in the count.

“Do you really think it’s easy like that, Trepe? Well, let me be the one to prove you wrong, sweetie. The whole point is the fun, just like the strange hypnosis of when you are watching a traffic accident and can’t look away. All this show? Just for the fun, I know it. They want to laugh when I fall, when the sorceress knight fail, just to laugh and have fun and soothe their anger. So what? I should make a spectacle of myself? Oh, I don’t think so! Know what? I was better off in prison, at least…” - and Seifer suddenly found himself talking beyond what he should, but it didn’t matter, anyway, those blue eyes always could see more than people realized - “At least I wouldn’t feel a freak showman. I was on my own, alone and in peace. So fuck everything, I won’t take part in this shitty little game and pretend that nothing is wrong and everything is love and peace and butterflies!”

‘Cause when he was in the prison, behind iron bars, he wasn’t feeling as naked as he was on the scope of those blue eyes.

Well, at least someone out there think about me in all this Fairytale!

ooc; I don’t know if “jerk” is the proper term… but I also think it was very strange how she seems to love him in an instant and after he went to save everyone, and was captured by Ultimecia she quickly turns to Squall. Square-Enix, I blame you.

Clear, pure white and cyan, the sky above him unveiled itself, casting away all the storm and the darkness. 

Heavy as if all the weight in the world was on his shoulders, the former knight almost couldn’t lift his head. Almost. But he had always been the most stubborn man in the world and then, the sun on his face, all that blue hiting his eyes… 

Hard and rusty, as if he had forgotten how it felt, a childish smile crossed his face. How much more would he have to pay? How long until he could forgive himself? It didn’t seem to matter at the moment, not when the sun was so bright and the sky so blue and he had remained in the shadows for so long.

The sun would wash everything away.

                I find it kind of s a d…

                                                     the dreams in which I’m dying

      Are the best

                                     I‘ve e v e r had.