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Title: The Very Secret Diary of Golbez, Clad in the Dark
Fandom: Dissidia Final Fantasy 012
Characters: Golbez all the way, baby
Genre: Comedy
Wordcount: 457
Summary: Golbez's diary through thirteen boring, boring cycles of Dissidia.
Spoilers: Dissidia 012, FF4, and one BIG ONE for FF7
Note: Everyone remembers the Very Secret Diaries, right? I am borrowing the idea. And the writing style. For I have no originality! But that is true of many. 

 

001 

Ha ha ha ha ha.


002

Augh. Remembered I am supposed to be seeking the Light now, so no longer allowed to thoughtlessly slaughter my enemies. Now I will have to thoughtfully slaughter my enemies. 

There’s nothing else to do here anyway.


003

The computer orb…things from the Giant of Bab-il (Babel?) keep following me around and ruthlessly attacking my enemies, making it difficult for me to keep my vows of Lightliness. At least they match my armour. 

Vaguely wonder if I have some special connection with Cecil Harvey, as we are both rocking the dark armour with yellow stripes look. But of course I, Golbez, Clad in the Dark, am rocking the dark armour with yellow stripes look harder. My last name isn’t Harvey after all.


004

Fuck. Just remembered my last name is Harvey. 

In other news, my baby brother defected to the Light. Like no one saw that coming. He flies around in Paladin armour half the time now (literally, flies) though he still comes down to earth and wears his dark knight armour half the time. Prima donna. 

In other news, Aeris died. 


005 

Well, Cecil doesn’t remember anything about being a Warrior of Chaos, the loser.  

(Literally, a loser. He and the rest of Team Cosmos keep losing and forgetting everything. I’m going to need to fix that one day.)


006

Noticed another way that Cecil and I are connected: we both have random horns on our armour. But so does everyone else, so I suppose it means nothing. Like this life. 


007

There is literally nothing to eat here. 

Exdeath said, “Of course there is nothing to eat in the Void.” I told him what he could do with his stupid Void. 


008 

New warrior of Chaos arrived this cycle. His name is Kain and he, too, is subtly rocking the dark armour with yellow stripes look. Pretty sure I enslaved him in a past life. Maybe twice. He looks pretty enslavable.


009

Oh yes, I remember now. Oh ho ho ho. 


010 

Kain defected. I’m getting deja vu. Pretty sure he’ll come crawling back soon. 


011

Yep, he’s back. 


012

And there he goes again. 

I told Kain everything I know about this world to make the endless recyclability of our existence a little more interesting, but Kain decided that the endless recyclability of our existence meant he should backstab practically everyone on Cosmos' side. Wonder where he got that idea from. 

Anyway, we won pretty hard this time. Go Chaos. Oops.


013

Well, that kind of worked. Bye bye boring world. Time to get some tacos on the Blue Planet. 




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