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Polling / Re: Who are your leads?
« on: January 08, 2009, 12:42:57 am »
I didn't forget about Magic Tabs. I just gave most to Magus and Marle. Getting ** Power for Crono and ** Magic for Magus were my first priorities, and they switched tabs after their goals were met. Not quite enough to get Crono up to Magus' level.
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Characters, Plot, and Themes / Re: Magus: Humans didn't know what he looked like?
« on: January 08, 2009, 12:39:08 am »I'm also seconding the word-of-mouth distortion idea. Magus could have looked like a fairly normal but tall and pale dude (there's nothing weird about his appearance in RD besides his outfit), but been said to be a complete monstrosity. Just look at the wide variety of interpretations of him in fanart.Here's some good examples of variety in interpretation, found on deviantArt:
http://mdkakusha.deviantart.com/art/Magus-72940453, http://kjanuary.deviantart.com/art/CT-Magus-v1-2-26025465, http://hastati95.deviantart.com/art/Magus-87785406, http://spoonybards.deviantart.com/art/ct-crono-and-magus-53262063.
Without prior knowledge, it'd be pretty hard to identify them as the same person.
And let's face it. If someone did see Magus in battle, it probably wasn't for long, and they most likely died. Frog is the only known person to get a really good look at Magus and live, but I doubt anyone would trust the word of a "monster".
Then you have to think about what he was doing in any supposed sighting. If a Guardian knight saw Magus in battle and espcaped, he would remember a very angry, very deadly monster (akin to the first link above). If Magus was just hanging around an inn or city, NOT trying to kill someone (the last two images), you wouldn't recognize him as that same bloodthirsty monster.
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Polling / Re: Who are your leads?
« on: January 08, 2009, 12:18:25 am »
I don't remember what team I used for the beginning of the game when it first came out, but I know Magus went in right after he joined.
On my last playthrough.. Crono, Marle and Frog were my team for the first half of the game. Crono, because he was mandatory. Marle and Frog for their healing, Frog's physical damage, and a few good double techs between them.
After Zeal, it was Magus, Crono and Marle. Crono's had great physical damage when you gave him the rainbow, and it took a lot to kill him. Magus, because he's awesome and his magic absolutely trumped evevryone else's attacks. Marle was still useful for her healing and Haste spells, or using Elixers every turn while fighting Zeal on top of the Omen.
This is for a non-plus game. With these teams I didn't die once, and got to level 50-something at the end in a single run. I never took the time to get to level 99, so Luminaire was never quite as effective as Dark Matter. It's more fun when the mage deals more magic damage than the fighters, anyway.
On my last playthrough.. Crono, Marle and Frog were my team for the first half of the game. Crono, because he was mandatory. Marle and Frog for their healing, Frog's physical damage, and a few good double techs between them.
After Zeal, it was Magus, Crono and Marle. Crono's had great physical damage when you gave him the rainbow, and it took a lot to kill him. Magus, because he's awesome and his magic absolutely trumped evevryone else's attacks. Marle was still useful for her healing and Haste spells, or using Elixers every turn while fighting Zeal on top of the Omen.
This is for a non-plus game. With these teams I didn't die once, and got to level 50-something at the end in a single run. I never took the time to get to level 99, so Luminaire was never quite as effective as Dark Matter. It's more fun when the mage deals more magic damage than the fighters, anyway.
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Polling / Re: Which Chrono character would you date?
« on: January 08, 2009, 12:11:56 am »
Could've sworn I'd already posted in this.. Oh well. I vote Magus! Suprise suprise. Sorry Teaflower. You can keep your claim as resident fangirl, but only because I don't post as often as you do.
The age thing doesn't bother. Don't even know the exact age anyway, somewhere between mid-twenties and -thirties.
If he gets it in his mind to date someone (unlikely), I bet it would be a whole lot more fun than any of the other guys on that list.
The age thing doesn't bother. Don't even know the exact age anyway, somewhere between mid-twenties and -thirties.
If he gets it in his mind to date someone (unlikely), I bet it would be a whole lot more fun than any of the other guys on that list.
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Submissions / The Cats Came Back - a prologue
« on: December 27, 2008, 06:09:05 am »
Well this started out as the script for a rom hack/spinoff sequel I wanted to do, but I don't even know how to download Temporal Flux, so it turned into this. The sequel was supposed to be humurous and slightly out of character, ignoring Chrono Cross, and taking off right after the credits of the 'best ending' Moonlight Parade.
Contains mild swearing.
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The forests, mountains, and all the patchwork farms of the land were a distorted blur, green and brown chasms stretching for eternity, dark spires reaching up to tear at the sky. The chill night wind roared beneath the great Wings of Time as they scoured the earth and the heavens.
"Crono, let's just go home... We've been searching for a month already!" Whether or not it had actually been a month is debatable. Their search had spanned millions of years, though you could say the three travelers only experienced one biological month, disconnected from the flow of time completely. "We'll get lost too if we don't go home soon!" The young woman's voice was barely audible over the shrill whine of the machine's overtaxed engines.
"No, we have to keep searching! This is my mom we're talking about!" the flaming haired boy, Crono, responded, his voice desperate and hoarse from worry.
"Crono, Marle's right. The Epoch can't take much more of this," the third wayward time-traveller, a smart looking girl called Lucca, said. "We'll never find Jina if the Epoch breaks down in the Dark Ages." Lucca and Crono had been friends since childhood, and her learned opinion meant more to him than any other. What seemed to be an eon of silence (and indeed it had been many years, as the Epoch had just performed another time jump) passed as he considered his companions' words.
"...Alright. We'll go home and rest." Crono finally responded, despondent.
"Yes!" Marle - the first to have spoken, a blonde princess and Crono's girlfriend - exclaimed. "1000 AG, here we come!"
"Don't worry too much about it Crono. We can rest at my place, and maybe come up with a new search plan," Lucca crowed, trying to soothe her friend. She cared for Crono as if he were a brother, she couldn't bear to see him hurting so. Only a month ago, or 2200 years in the future, Crono, Lucca and Marle had returned victorious from a battle for the fate of the world, and time itself. Just as they were saying saying farewell to the warriors who had accompanied them on this journey, Crono's mother fell into a Time Gate and disappeared.
As if this weren't bad enough, all twelve of Crono's pet cats were lost as well. The three time travellers had searched through every era they could think of, from the dawn of time to the brink of apocalypse, without any luck at all.
The frozen peaks of the Ice Age melted together, streaking past and stretching forward in a multicolored swirl as the Epoch jumped through time. Lucca's insides writhed, attempting to imitate the mountains outside. Time travel always made her queasy. After what seemed like an eternity, or maybe only a few seconds, the world around them settled back into a familiar setting. Lush forests and verdant fields, framed by warm mountains and fluffy white clouds. The era of origin for Lucca and her two friends.
"4:15 Post Meridiem, Day 7, First Moonth of the Winter Season, 1000th Guardian Year," chimed the computer inside the Epoch's cockpit with the frail voice of an old man.
'It's strange...' Lucca thought, 'My eighteenth birthday is in a week, and I'm already twenty. But of course, two years’ existence outside the normal flow of time will do that to a person. Should've taken a cue from Magus and just stopped counting...' There was a slight bump, and her reverie was interrupted. Crono landed the Epoch on Ashtear Island, right outside Lucca's house. The roof of the Epoch hissed open and a stairway unfurled toward the ground. Lucca and Marle clambered eagerly out, followed by a more somber Crono.
“C’mon guys, I smell something cooking!” Marle called, rushing ahead of the others. Lucca stalled, looking to Crono.
“Hey, are you feeling alright?” She asked, concern painting her face. “You don’t look so hot.”
“Yeah, I guess… I’m just worr-“
“KYAH!!”
THUNK!
Crono and Lucca both whipped around, searching for the source of the interruption. To no one’s amazement, and perhaps everyone’s relief, they found it was only Marle, sprawled over a large hunk of metal.
What appeared to be a beautifully tended and innocent yard from a mile above turned out to be quite the opposite. Weeds sprouted from every inch of dirt, and the grass had not been trimmed in ages. Many twisted, unidentifiable pieces of metal and machinery littered the yard, hidden in the overgrowth or framed by burnt patches of lawn. Poor Marle had stumbled upon the remnants of another abandoned Ashtear creation.
“Aah, it’s good to be home!” The young inventor laughed.
It took nearly fifteen minutes to calm the hysterical princess and help her to her feet, but the three finally managed to make it into Lucca’s house. The inside was in the same state of disarray as the yard. The majority of the floor was covered by pipes, wires and discarded books, and the far wall was dominated by a giant machine of some unknown purpose. The smell of smoke and motor oil permeated the house, tinged only slightly with the aroma of bacon.
“Really, I can’t thank you enough Madame Lara. You have been so kind.”
“It’s no problem, Schala dear! I’m just happy to have guests at all! Lucca never brings her friends around.” The voices of two women drifted out of the kitchen, muffled by the hall door.
“Sounds like your mom’s finally got some friends of her own. Now she can stop pestering us!” Marle said cheerily. She dropped her bag on a pile of books, displacing a stack of papers that fluttered to the floor.
“At least you have a mom…”
“Oh, lay off it Crono,” Lucca chided. “We’ll find her soon enough. We just need to get some good rest to get our heads straight, then set up a grid system to more thoroughly search the…” She stopped mid-speech, a hint of horror creeping into her face. “Waitwaitwait, did she just say ‘Schala’?”
Crono nodded. “Yeah. Who’s that?” Lucca just rolled her eyes and sighed.
“Don’t you remember a thing about our time in Zeal? You know, Princess Schala, daughter of the crazy queen that tried to kill us, should have died in the Ocean Palace… Any of this ring a bell to you?”
Apprehension finally dawned on Crono. “Ohhhh, THAT Schala!”
“Schala’s here? Then doesn’t that mean…” Marle trailed off, not wanting to voice her fears. She looked from Crono to Lucca, hoping either would tell her otherwise.
As if on cue, all three bolted into the hall and fought to reach the kitchen. The door fell open and the bodies tumbled onto the kitchen floor.
“Lucca, there you are!” Lara called from the table. “Why didn’t you tell me you had a boyfriend?”
“Wh-what?!”
“Why, he told me all about it. He even came here looking for you!”
“Hello, honey,” a gravelly voice drawled above her. Lucca, who was pinned between a wall, someone’s chest and four legs, could only stare incredulously, her worst fears confirmed.
‘He’ was a tall man of about twenty-three years. He had pale, sallow skin stretched across a thin and well muscled frame. His greasy blue hair fell to his waist, his face framing a plunging widow’s peak. His eyes were a fiery red with a piercing glare; his ears long and pointed, his grin revealed a row of sharp fangs. A flowing blue cloak concealed a battered set of leather body armor, over purple silk pants. He smelled faintly of ash and blood and incense. Everything about this man screamed evil. He was the most hated man in history, the last person Lucca ever wanted to see again.
And he was standing in her kitchen.
“Lucca, what’s wrong with you?” Lara chided. “Honestly, I don’t see how you can be so shy about such a handsome young man!”
Lucca balked. This was ridiculous! “But he’s not…” she stopped, catching sight of the death glare coming from the warlock in front of her.
“Not what?” Lara asked.
“Not, er… not missing!” Lucca quickly amended. “Yeah, we got separated after the Moonlight Parade. But now that he's found his way back, I'd like to speak with him - in private." She shot her own glare back at her ‘boyfriend’.
“Oh, of course!” She bought it. Close call. “You two behave now! Schala, be a dear and help me peel some potatoes.”
Crono and Marle hastily untangled themselves and peeled Lucca off the floor. The three hurried out of the kitchen. The blue man followed with a wave of his cape, leaving his sister to tend to dinner with Lara.
“Magus, what the HELL is wrong with you?!” Lucca shrieked once out of earshot of her mother.
“Apparently a lot, considering the lengths I’ve gone to here,” the warlock huffed, looking none too pleased with the situation.
Not what Lucca wanted to hear. She pulled out her gun and pointed wildly. “Just what is that supposed to mean? And why did you lie to my parents!”
“Put that thing away, woman!” Magus made a swipe for the weapon and missed, only managing to find a handful of breast. “Oh, shi-“
Lucca floundered, completely taken aback. “You perverted freak!” She tackled Magus to the ground in rage, pinning his arms with her knees. “You. Explain. NOW.”
“I had no choice!” Magus sputtered, trying to appease the angry woman on top of him. “Schala is sick and needs a place to stay, and this is the only family I could find that wouldn’t attack me on sight. I would have preferred the company of Miss Jina, but she was not home,” he snarled in what he thought was his most sincere tone.
Lucca, however, was not convinced. “Why I oughtta…” Unable to find an appropriate threat, she settled instead for a simple fire spell.
“Lucca, don’t!” Crono cried and yanked Lucca away before she could roast the unlucky mage, putting as much distance between the two as possible. Magus climbed to his feet and dusted his cape off, shooting a venomous glare at the two of them.
“So, uh, you found Schala?” Marle asked timidly in an attempt to break the tension.
“Well duh, she’s peeling potatoes in my kitchen…” Lucca snorted.
Marle ignored her. “How? I thought she got lost in time…”
“Hmph, of course she did.” Magus growled, “And what do you do when someone gets lost?”
“Umm… Ask for help?”
The mage smacked his forehead and sighed. Just as he opened his mouth to scold her, Lucca came to the rescue. “You look for them?”
“Exactly,” Magus turned to sweep out of the room, but was interrupted by Crono yanking on his cape.
“Wait! I like Marle’s idea. Magus, if you tracked Schala down, you could help us find my mom!” The younger boy exclaimed, hopping with excitement.
Magus watched him bounce, getting slightly dizzy. “Aaand why would I want to do that?”
“Baby brother? Baby brother, where are you?” A lilted voice wafted from the kitchen, followed closely by the ethereal beauty that is Magus’ sister. “Janus, there you are!” Despite the beauty and poise constantly about her, Schala looked frail and sickly. She examined the room, looking from Crono to Marle, to Lucca. “So, these are your friends?”
“Well,” Magus began, but was again interrupted.
Lucca, hearing opportunity knocking, jumped straight in. “Why yes, we're his friends,” she said in the most sickeningly sweet voice she could muster. “Your baby brother is such the nicest man. In fact, he was just offering to help us find Crono's missing mother!”
“I was no-“
“Oh Janus, that’s so kind of you!” Schala beamed. “But of course, you would know what it’s like to lose family, after what happened to us…”
“But Schala, I’m not-“
“Oh yes, he’s so thoughtful!” Marle giggled, catching on.
“We really should be going, if we want to find Jina before something bad happens to her,” Lucca crooned, the perfect image of concern.
Schala nodded. “Yes, a wise idea. Good luck, baby brother!” She threw her arms around Magus and kissed the older man on the cheek, before sweeping back into the kitchen.
“…I hate you. Just thought you ought to know.” Magus grumbled, accepting defeat. Lucca could only laugh, with much more malice than should be allowed.
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This is the script/story so far. From here, our four heroes will go on a grand adventure to search for Crono's Mom and all twelve cats (which is conveniently not written yet).
Contains mild swearing.
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The forests, mountains, and all the patchwork farms of the land were a distorted blur, green and brown chasms stretching for eternity, dark spires reaching up to tear at the sky. The chill night wind roared beneath the great Wings of Time as they scoured the earth and the heavens.
"Crono, let's just go home... We've been searching for a month already!" Whether or not it had actually been a month is debatable. Their search had spanned millions of years, though you could say the three travelers only experienced one biological month, disconnected from the flow of time completely. "We'll get lost too if we don't go home soon!" The young woman's voice was barely audible over the shrill whine of the machine's overtaxed engines.
"No, we have to keep searching! This is my mom we're talking about!" the flaming haired boy, Crono, responded, his voice desperate and hoarse from worry.
"Crono, Marle's right. The Epoch can't take much more of this," the third wayward time-traveller, a smart looking girl called Lucca, said. "We'll never find Jina if the Epoch breaks down in the Dark Ages." Lucca and Crono had been friends since childhood, and her learned opinion meant more to him than any other. What seemed to be an eon of silence (and indeed it had been many years, as the Epoch had just performed another time jump) passed as he considered his companions' words.
"...Alright. We'll go home and rest." Crono finally responded, despondent.
"Yes!" Marle - the first to have spoken, a blonde princess and Crono's girlfriend - exclaimed. "1000 AG, here we come!"
"Don't worry too much about it Crono. We can rest at my place, and maybe come up with a new search plan," Lucca crowed, trying to soothe her friend. She cared for Crono as if he were a brother, she couldn't bear to see him hurting so. Only a month ago, or 2200 years in the future, Crono, Lucca and Marle had returned victorious from a battle for the fate of the world, and time itself. Just as they were saying saying farewell to the warriors who had accompanied them on this journey, Crono's mother fell into a Time Gate and disappeared.
As if this weren't bad enough, all twelve of Crono's pet cats were lost as well. The three time travellers had searched through every era they could think of, from the dawn of time to the brink of apocalypse, without any luck at all.
The frozen peaks of the Ice Age melted together, streaking past and stretching forward in a multicolored swirl as the Epoch jumped through time. Lucca's insides writhed, attempting to imitate the mountains outside. Time travel always made her queasy. After what seemed like an eternity, or maybe only a few seconds, the world around them settled back into a familiar setting. Lush forests and verdant fields, framed by warm mountains and fluffy white clouds. The era of origin for Lucca and her two friends.
"4:15 Post Meridiem, Day 7, First Moonth of the Winter Season, 1000th Guardian Year," chimed the computer inside the Epoch's cockpit with the frail voice of an old man.
'It's strange...' Lucca thought, 'My eighteenth birthday is in a week, and I'm already twenty. But of course, two years’ existence outside the normal flow of time will do that to a person. Should've taken a cue from Magus and just stopped counting...' There was a slight bump, and her reverie was interrupted. Crono landed the Epoch on Ashtear Island, right outside Lucca's house. The roof of the Epoch hissed open and a stairway unfurled toward the ground. Lucca and Marle clambered eagerly out, followed by a more somber Crono.
“C’mon guys, I smell something cooking!” Marle called, rushing ahead of the others. Lucca stalled, looking to Crono.
“Hey, are you feeling alright?” She asked, concern painting her face. “You don’t look so hot.”
“Yeah, I guess… I’m just worr-“
“KYAH!!”
THUNK!
Crono and Lucca both whipped around, searching for the source of the interruption. To no one’s amazement, and perhaps everyone’s relief, they found it was only Marle, sprawled over a large hunk of metal.
What appeared to be a beautifully tended and innocent yard from a mile above turned out to be quite the opposite. Weeds sprouted from every inch of dirt, and the grass had not been trimmed in ages. Many twisted, unidentifiable pieces of metal and machinery littered the yard, hidden in the overgrowth or framed by burnt patches of lawn. Poor Marle had stumbled upon the remnants of another abandoned Ashtear creation.
“Aah, it’s good to be home!” The young inventor laughed.
It took nearly fifteen minutes to calm the hysterical princess and help her to her feet, but the three finally managed to make it into Lucca’s house. The inside was in the same state of disarray as the yard. The majority of the floor was covered by pipes, wires and discarded books, and the far wall was dominated by a giant machine of some unknown purpose. The smell of smoke and motor oil permeated the house, tinged only slightly with the aroma of bacon.
“Really, I can’t thank you enough Madame Lara. You have been so kind.”
“It’s no problem, Schala dear! I’m just happy to have guests at all! Lucca never brings her friends around.” The voices of two women drifted out of the kitchen, muffled by the hall door.
“Sounds like your mom’s finally got some friends of her own. Now she can stop pestering us!” Marle said cheerily. She dropped her bag on a pile of books, displacing a stack of papers that fluttered to the floor.
“At least you have a mom…”
“Oh, lay off it Crono,” Lucca chided. “We’ll find her soon enough. We just need to get some good rest to get our heads straight, then set up a grid system to more thoroughly search the…” She stopped mid-speech, a hint of horror creeping into her face. “Waitwaitwait, did she just say ‘Schala’?”
Crono nodded. “Yeah. Who’s that?” Lucca just rolled her eyes and sighed.
“Don’t you remember a thing about our time in Zeal? You know, Princess Schala, daughter of the crazy queen that tried to kill us, should have died in the Ocean Palace… Any of this ring a bell to you?”
Apprehension finally dawned on Crono. “Ohhhh, THAT Schala!”
“Schala’s here? Then doesn’t that mean…” Marle trailed off, not wanting to voice her fears. She looked from Crono to Lucca, hoping either would tell her otherwise.
As if on cue, all three bolted into the hall and fought to reach the kitchen. The door fell open and the bodies tumbled onto the kitchen floor.
“Lucca, there you are!” Lara called from the table. “Why didn’t you tell me you had a boyfriend?”
“Wh-what?!”
“Why, he told me all about it. He even came here looking for you!”
“Hello, honey,” a gravelly voice drawled above her. Lucca, who was pinned between a wall, someone’s chest and four legs, could only stare incredulously, her worst fears confirmed.
‘He’ was a tall man of about twenty-three years. He had pale, sallow skin stretched across a thin and well muscled frame. His greasy blue hair fell to his waist, his face framing a plunging widow’s peak. His eyes were a fiery red with a piercing glare; his ears long and pointed, his grin revealed a row of sharp fangs. A flowing blue cloak concealed a battered set of leather body armor, over purple silk pants. He smelled faintly of ash and blood and incense. Everything about this man screamed evil. He was the most hated man in history, the last person Lucca ever wanted to see again.
And he was standing in her kitchen.
“Lucca, what’s wrong with you?” Lara chided. “Honestly, I don’t see how you can be so shy about such a handsome young man!”
Lucca balked. This was ridiculous! “But he’s not…” she stopped, catching sight of the death glare coming from the warlock in front of her.
“Not what?” Lara asked.
“Not, er… not missing!” Lucca quickly amended. “Yeah, we got separated after the Moonlight Parade. But now that he's found his way back, I'd like to speak with him - in private." She shot her own glare back at her ‘boyfriend’.
“Oh, of course!” She bought it. Close call. “You two behave now! Schala, be a dear and help me peel some potatoes.”
Crono and Marle hastily untangled themselves and peeled Lucca off the floor. The three hurried out of the kitchen. The blue man followed with a wave of his cape, leaving his sister to tend to dinner with Lara.
“Magus, what the HELL is wrong with you?!” Lucca shrieked once out of earshot of her mother.
“Apparently a lot, considering the lengths I’ve gone to here,” the warlock huffed, looking none too pleased with the situation.
Not what Lucca wanted to hear. She pulled out her gun and pointed wildly. “Just what is that supposed to mean? And why did you lie to my parents!”
“Put that thing away, woman!” Magus made a swipe for the weapon and missed, only managing to find a handful of breast. “Oh, shi-“
Lucca floundered, completely taken aback. “You perverted freak!” She tackled Magus to the ground in rage, pinning his arms with her knees. “You. Explain. NOW.”
“I had no choice!” Magus sputtered, trying to appease the angry woman on top of him. “Schala is sick and needs a place to stay, and this is the only family I could find that wouldn’t attack me on sight. I would have preferred the company of Miss Jina, but she was not home,” he snarled in what he thought was his most sincere tone.
Lucca, however, was not convinced. “Why I oughtta…” Unable to find an appropriate threat, she settled instead for a simple fire spell.
“Lucca, don’t!” Crono cried and yanked Lucca away before she could roast the unlucky mage, putting as much distance between the two as possible. Magus climbed to his feet and dusted his cape off, shooting a venomous glare at the two of them.
“So, uh, you found Schala?” Marle asked timidly in an attempt to break the tension.
“Well duh, she’s peeling potatoes in my kitchen…” Lucca snorted.
Marle ignored her. “How? I thought she got lost in time…”
“Hmph, of course she did.” Magus growled, “And what do you do when someone gets lost?”
“Umm… Ask for help?”
The mage smacked his forehead and sighed. Just as he opened his mouth to scold her, Lucca came to the rescue. “You look for them?”
“Exactly,” Magus turned to sweep out of the room, but was interrupted by Crono yanking on his cape.
“Wait! I like Marle’s idea. Magus, if you tracked Schala down, you could help us find my mom!” The younger boy exclaimed, hopping with excitement.
Magus watched him bounce, getting slightly dizzy. “Aaand why would I want to do that?”
“Baby brother? Baby brother, where are you?” A lilted voice wafted from the kitchen, followed closely by the ethereal beauty that is Magus’ sister. “Janus, there you are!” Despite the beauty and poise constantly about her, Schala looked frail and sickly. She examined the room, looking from Crono to Marle, to Lucca. “So, these are your friends?”
“Well,” Magus began, but was again interrupted.
Lucca, hearing opportunity knocking, jumped straight in. “Why yes, we're his friends,” she said in the most sickeningly sweet voice she could muster. “Your baby brother is such the nicest man. In fact, he was just offering to help us find Crono's missing mother!”
“I was no-“
“Oh Janus, that’s so kind of you!” Schala beamed. “But of course, you would know what it’s like to lose family, after what happened to us…”
“But Schala, I’m not-“
“Oh yes, he’s so thoughtful!” Marle giggled, catching on.
“We really should be going, if we want to find Jina before something bad happens to her,” Lucca crooned, the perfect image of concern.
Schala nodded. “Yes, a wise idea. Good luck, baby brother!” She threw her arms around Magus and kissed the older man on the cheek, before sweeping back into the kitchen.
“…I hate you. Just thought you ought to know.” Magus grumbled, accepting defeat. Lucca could only laugh, with much more malice than should be allowed.
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This is the script/story so far. From here, our four heroes will go on a grand adventure to search for Crono's Mom and all twelve cats (which is conveniently not written yet).
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Chrono / Gameplay Casual Discussion / Re: Is Magus really all that cool?
« on: December 09, 2008, 03:42:03 am »
Maybe Janus secretly likes Tina. Who knows?
Speaking of Magus, think we ought to have a thread dedicated to how cool he is? That'd be neat. Here's laughing at the guy who commented on how many newbies come straight to this topic. Lots of people join boards just for this one character. (excellent observation, by the way)
And in answer to the topic's title, hell yeah! He is the only boss-turned-PC I know of that you can hate so passionately one chapter, and love so much the next. What makes him cool and appealing is not what makes you like him or hate him, a villain or hero, but the fact that you can argue the point and both sides are strong and valid.
Aesthetically he might be a bit cliche, but it is still executed well. Square took what we all know as the classic, demonic villain, and twisted it into something that defied our expectations of the stereotype. Why would this flat, grim reaper wannabe want to join the good guys? Oh, you mean he's not out to destroy the world and suck out our souls? And he's helping us get our leader back? Now that's cool.
Then, of course, there's his theme song. Some of the best remixes I've heard have come off of this theme song.
And if you need any more evidence, just go check out SooperKreep's depiction of him over in the Submissions section
Speaking of Magus, think we ought to have a thread dedicated to how cool he is? That'd be neat. Here's laughing at the guy who commented on how many newbies come straight to this topic. Lots of people join boards just for this one character. (excellent observation, by the way)
And in answer to the topic's title, hell yeah! He is the only boss-turned-PC I know of that you can hate so passionately one chapter, and love so much the next. What makes him cool and appealing is not what makes you like him or hate him, a villain or hero, but the fact that you can argue the point and both sides are strong and valid.
Aesthetically he might be a bit cliche, but it is still executed well. Square took what we all know as the classic, demonic villain, and twisted it into something that defied our expectations of the stereotype. Why would this flat, grim reaper wannabe want to join the good guys? Oh, you mean he's not out to destroy the world and suck out our souls? And he's helping us get our leader back? Now that's cool.
Then, of course, there's his theme song. Some of the best remixes I've heard have come off of this theme song.
And if you need any more evidence, just go check out SooperKreep's depiction of him over in the Submissions section
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Polling / Re: Masamune or Grandleon?
« on: December 08, 2008, 02:40:36 pm »
Terra is another word for earth or land, also a kind of mountain on the moon. I've never met anyone named Terra, so it seems outlandish enough for me.
And I prefer Masamune, probably because I didn't know about the real Masamune when I first played this game. Besides, Grandleon just doesn't sound as deadly or powerful.
And I prefer Masamune, probably because I didn't know about the real Masamune when I first played this game. Besides, Grandleon just doesn't sound as deadly or powerful.
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Characters, Plot, and Themes / Re: So, what happens to the queen...
« on: December 08, 2008, 12:53:26 am »Please take notice of the line "she regained her humanity at last."
Seems to me he's implying she's not dead. As far as Gaspar can know crap about Queen Zeal that is, 'cause I don't know how he could possibly know about stuff he hasn't seen or heard.
After you get past Death Peak and revive Crono, Gaspar gives you a huge speech about all the different side quests. At the end of his speech he says "I am sorry that I must simply witness the coming spectacle from my vantage point here" in the english version, "I shall have you allow me to observe at leisure from here." I'm assuming this means he has some way of watching at least some things from the End of Time.
And as for the Jedi Red Stick of Doom, any thoughts on why we never see it again after that one scene?
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Submissions / Re: Robo/R66-Y CG Cinematic
« on: December 05, 2008, 09:54:45 pm »
Beautiful animation, glad to see you even got the little red flaps to move too.
Are you using Maya for this, or some different program?
It's a good thing I don't own a PS3, or this would have made me very sad
Are you using Maya for this, or some different program?
It's a good thing I don't own a PS3, or this would have made me very sad
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Polling / Re: If you had to...
« on: December 05, 2008, 09:29:31 pm »
Well, I voted Robo. He does have some pretty hilarious moments, and he is the one that started that whole Entity discussion, but he just isn't as appealing as the rest of the characters.
Honestly, I'm confused as to why Ayla, Marle and Magus have so many votes.
I was five when this game came out. Ayla seemed like the best mother figure in the group, especially after her talk with Marle over the rainbow shell.
As for Marle, RPGs just seem wrong to me without a good supporting caster. Storywise she's loud, forceful, not afraid to help anyone and everyone, and she grows a lot over the course of the game. Add to that the fact that she seems to instigate a lot of the pivotal moments in the game, and you get a character who's too important to whack off.
And as for Magus, well, he seems pretty obvious to me. He is The Magus. He duped the Mystics since childhood and managed to get a psuedo-religion built around him. He made Glenn into the hero the world needed (face it, Glenn would still be a marshmallow if it weren't for the loss of Cyrus). And after the party spent so long trying to kill Magus, he still offers up information to revive Crono. Besides, if you don't take the time to grind to level ** and farm tabs, Magus dishes out more damage than anyone at 2000+ per monster per attack. No faster way to beat the game than popping on a Gold Stud and Dark Mattering your way through the Black Omen.
Honestly, I'm confused as to why Ayla, Marle and Magus have so many votes.
I was five when this game came out. Ayla seemed like the best mother figure in the group, especially after her talk with Marle over the rainbow shell.
As for Marle, RPGs just seem wrong to me without a good supporting caster. Storywise she's loud, forceful, not afraid to help anyone and everyone, and she grows a lot over the course of the game. Add to that the fact that she seems to instigate a lot of the pivotal moments in the game, and you get a character who's too important to whack off.
And as for Magus, well, he seems pretty obvious to me. He is The Magus. He duped the Mystics since childhood and managed to get a psuedo-religion built around him. He made Glenn into the hero the world needed (face it, Glenn would still be a marshmallow if it weren't for the loss of Cyrus). And after the party spent so long trying to kill Magus, he still offers up information to revive Crono. Besides, if you don't take the time to grind to level ** and farm tabs, Magus dishes out more damage than anyone at 2000+ per monster per attack. No faster way to beat the game than popping on a Gold Stud and Dark Mattering your way through the Black Omen.