Mangled

[la_belle_laide]

Parenthetical comments are my own. The rest is the Mangler. ^_^



"Reeve, you'd better--" Before she could finish, Tseng had grabbed her by the fact that it was his strong point. "Tseng, there's a lot you don't know. Something went through my goddamned kidney!"
(Jesus, Tseng! Careful where you stick that!)

He knew that somewhere far away, Vincent Valentine was likely on his face, and Cloud liked what she had you with her the entire time since the last second.
(I don't even know what to make of that.)

The Turks had destroyed a part of his head, subtly signaling Nanaki to keep from sobbing again.
(Vicious, those Turks. Yet subtle.)

But Tseng had nothing to brace himself on and sprawled under Reno, who seemed to find them expendable, but Tseng knew that Tifa should put rugs down over the hardwood floors.
(It'd make things so much more comfortable.)

Cloud took a sip from the new ShinRa.
("Ahh that really hits the spot.")

She had a million questions she wanted to scream.
("HOW ARE YOU TODAY?!! HOW WAS WORK?!! HOW'S THE WEATHER?!!")

Reeve believed in hoping for the best thing I've ever written, but it's (usually) easy writing and, at least for me, easy reading when I read it back.
(Keep hoping, Reeve, 'cause you just never know.)

He supposed it was the only time in his mouth.
(Yeah, so he says!)

His hair was longer, and didn't stick straight up as it used to. It still seemed to remain intact by the force of his head.
(Now that's what I call manageable hair!)

It made the parched, red dirt all around him look like shit.
(Eww!)

Reeve believed in hoping for the worst.
(He's odd like that.)

"Wow. Something made a mess of your ass and hope they make sense" method.
( ^_^;; )

I don't think it's the best while being prepared for the best while being prepared for the best while being prepared for the best while being prepared for the worst.
(All at the same time.)

"Wanted? By whom? For what?" "By...the authorities. For blowing the living Christ out of your shirt."
(That's illegal in most states, you know.)

I like writing it; as far as my own writing goes, I get a kick out of your ass and hope they make sense" method.
(Well now, there's a pickup line that no one's tried yet.)

Your psycho ass will be a little shocked at his easy confidence.
(It's going to be *really shocking* to your psycho ass.)

Elena reached for her weapon out of your ass and hope they make sense" method.
(When you *really* want to surprise your enemy!)

"Wanted? By whom? For what?" "By...the authorities. For blowing the living Christ out of this story.
(Well, someone had to do it.)



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