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[ I. Paint me a way! ]
"Whoa, no way!" Zack pokes at the floating paintbrush a moment. He was about to head out to work (not that he could find it anyway on more than well-placed memory at this point; this abstract painted stuff makes it difficult for him to figure anything out), but this little paintbrush has definitely garnered his attention for now, instead. "It's neon green! How cool is that!"
He glances at the semi-blank canvas around him. He wonders if the paintbrush would make it better - he can paint whatever he wants, right?
Sure! Let's paint the town r-- err, green!
He reaches out to grab the paintbrush, but he doesn't expect it to suddenly jolt and start pulling him off to somewhere mysterious. He gives a very loud yelp of surprise, and then starts laughing as he lets it lead him to where it wants to go, musing at the streams of paint as they splatter past him. And then he smiles at you as the brush stops him next to you.
"Hey, you get a magic paintbrush, too?" He holds his up to show you. He doesn't seem at all bothered by this surreal experience. "What colour did you get?"
[ IV. I'm going to eat this Octorock! ]
Oh, man, Zack's all for a sudden, reckless adventure but uh...
"I have nothing to fight with." He looks a little nervous as he tries to stay still as he looks at an Octorock. What's he going to do, now?
Well. He's worried that the monster might go for someone else. And he certainly doesn't want that to happen.
"Heeeeere, uh... Octopus, octopus, octopus!"
He tries to beckon it to follow him, as he tries to stray it from, hopefully, other people. But the Octorock seems to have other idea - it shoots a rock at him.
"Yikes!" Zack dives out of the way and hits the ground. Man, he needs something to defend himself with. A shield? A shield would be great. But... well, he doesn't know where to find anything like that, and he needs to think fast.
He scrambles to his feet and quickly starts sweeping his paintbrush to find his way around, all while trying to dodge the angry Octorok.
He reveals an alleyway. Well... It's not very good for self-defense (in fact, it's very bad. Narrow alleyways make him an easier target.) but he'll go for it. Making sure the monster is following him, he takes off down the alley, sweeping his paintbrush as he goes along. Maybe he'll find a dumpster, and something useful in it? That's how it usually works in action TV or something, right? Like in McGyver MacLdyvir, right?
Unfortunately, Hollywood luck is not on his side.
"A dead end?!" Oh, no... Zack grimaces as he looks back over his shoulder. Now what? He desperately tries to paint the wall in front of him, trying to find how high it goes, trying to find an escape. But then the wind gets knocked out of him as a rock hits him square in the back. And he crumples to his knees.
"Wow..." He gasps for air in between. He chuffs a laugh, realizing how screwed he is. "Those really hurt, huh?"
Zack Fair | FFVII
[ I. Paint me a way! ]
"Whoa, no way!" Zack pokes at the floating paintbrush a moment. He was about to head out to work (not that he could find it anyway on more than well-placed memory at this point; this abstract painted stuff makes it difficult for him to figure anything out), but this little paintbrush has definitely garnered his attention for now, instead. "It's neon green! How cool is that!"
He glances at the semi-blank canvas around him. He wonders if the paintbrush would make it better - he can paint whatever he wants, right?
Sure! Let's paint the town r-- err, green!
He reaches out to grab the paintbrush, but he doesn't expect it to suddenly jolt and start pulling him off to somewhere mysterious. He gives a very loud yelp of surprise, and then starts laughing as he lets it lead him to where it wants to go, musing at the streams of paint as they splatter past him. And then he smiles at you as the brush stops him next to you.
"Hey, you get a magic paintbrush, too?" He holds his up to show you. He doesn't seem at all bothered by this surreal experience. "What colour did you get?"
[ IV. I'm going to eat this Octorock! ]
Oh, man, Zack's all for a sudden, reckless adventure but uh...
"I have nothing to fight with." He looks a little nervous as he tries to stay still as he looks at an Octorock. What's he going to do, now?
Well. He's worried that the monster might go for someone else. And he certainly doesn't want that to happen.
"Heeeeere, uh... Octopus, octopus, octopus!"
He tries to beckon it to follow him, as he tries to stray it from, hopefully, other people. But the Octorock seems to have other idea - it shoots a rock at him.
"Yikes!" Zack dives out of the way and hits the ground. Man, he needs something to defend himself with. A shield? A shield would be great. But... well, he doesn't know where to find anything like that, and he needs to think fast.
He scrambles to his feet and quickly starts sweeping his paintbrush to find his way around, all while trying to dodge the angry Octorok.
He reveals an alleyway. Well... It's not very good for self-defense (in fact, it's very bad. Narrow alleyways make him an easier target.) but he'll go for it. Making sure the monster is following him, he takes off down the alley, sweeping his paintbrush as he goes along. Maybe he'll find a dumpster, and something useful in it? That's how it usually works in action TV or something, right? Like in
McGyverMacLdyvir, right?Unfortunately, Hollywood luck is not on his side.
"A dead end?!" Oh, no... Zack grimaces as he looks back over his shoulder. Now what? He desperately tries to paint the wall in front of him, trying to find how high it goes, trying to find an escape. But then the wind gets knocked out of him as a rock hits him square in the back. And he crumples to his knees.
"Wow..." He gasps for air in between. He chuffs a laugh, realizing how screwed he is. "Those really hurt, huh?"
Someone, please help him.