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Y'know, sometimes you eat the bunny and sometimes the bunny eats you. TWENTY-FOUR
PAGES LATER. AND too long for a regular post, let alone a comment. Figures.
(sweatdrop) I was a costume design double major in college (along with English).
So when Coyo planted this bunny in my head, it totally ate my brain: what the
hell WERE they smoking when the Shinra designers came up with THAT
for a 'uniform' for their highest ranking officer?
So I had to think of some kind of way to try to make it NOT just game-designer
fanservice-crack. That was much, much harder than I'd anticipated.
And then I just had to go and also try to work in the getting-people-out-of-uniforms
bunny plus a mental challenge to myself to see if I could do pure or
almost-pure exposition rather than so much back-and-forth dialogue, because
Coyo rocks at exposition in all sorts of modes and I know I lean way too much
on dialogue and humor and it still got away from me in the last few pages, but
I made it most of the way through and I'm really trying to study at her feet...
er, paws... er... yeah...
Against Regulations
Rated R for just about everything
this was supposed to be COMMENT LENGTH, how did I end up with 24 frickin' pages... oh well...
ETA: Apparently I messed up on the ages math somewhere. Hadn't known Last Order had established an actual age for Zack; everything I'd seen online just gave his age as either "??" or "dead" and I just took a stab. Sorry about that! Let's play 'let's pretend' 'cause there's no way I can pull that out of it, it's too fundamental to the story...
( LOTS of fic here )
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