Curse of the Playstation Game
By: blackstar (formerly Super_Saiyajin_Vegeta)
Written: 1/8/00
Bulma is walking along the aisles of a store, looking for the perfect
gift too impress her family. She unknowingly is drawn to the
electronics aisle of the store…….
“Hmmmm.. this looks good.” She picks up a game for Playstation.
“Final Fantasy 8….. they’d like that….” Bulma doesn’t take
the time to
turn over the game and look at the back where a label says: WARNING: DO
NOT BUY THIS GAME IT IS CURSED. She buys the game and takes it home.
As soon as Bulma walks into the house Trunks flies past her, grabbing
the bag in his wake. “Oh boy oh boy oh boy!!! What ya get me, Mom?”
He asks, ripping the bag to shreds instead of opening it. “WOW!! FINAL
FANTASY 8!!!!!!!” Trunks flies off to his room where he begins the
game. Vegeta walks in. “That brat makes enough noise to wake the
dead.” he mutters as he strolls over to the refrigerator. “Oh yeah,
like you don’t make that much noise when you’re asleep.” says Bulma.
“Are you saying I snore??!!” growls Vegeta.
“Oh no, you don’t snore, honey. It’s just that most people don’t have
a bulldozer crammed up their nose at night.” Vegeta glares at Bulma as
she walks out of the room.
Vegeta decided he’d take a look at the game Trunks was playing. He
floats up the stairs and blasts down Trunks’ door. Trunks doesn’t even
look up. “You know Dad, there’s a little thing called knocking I’d like
you to try some time.” “Everybody’s a comedian today.” says Vegeta as
he plops down behind Trunks. “So what’s this game all about?” Trunks
ignores him. Vegeta asks again, but with more force, “Don’t ignore me.
I said, what’s this game about?” Trunks still ignores him. “Listen
brat, if you don’t answer my question….” Vegeta is interrupted as a
bright white light flashes on the screen. “Is that supposed to
happen?” he asks. This time Trunks answers him, “How should I know?
I’ve never played this game before.” But Trunks voice has worry in it.
Vegeta keeps going, “But you’ve seen Goten play it, did this ever
happen?” Trunks ignores him. “Don’t start that again!! Answer me!!!”
“Dad…” whispers Trunks, “Look at the screen.” Vegeta glances at
the
screen carelessly, but than takes another look. Squall and Zell are
staring directly at them. “Hello Trunks, hello Vegeta.” says Squall,
“We want to switch places with you.” says Zell. Vegeta and Trunks are
staring at the screen with slack jaws as the bright white light fills
the room and engulfs them…..
“Bra, have you seen your brother or father lately?” asks Bulma as she
walks into the living room. Bra is watching T.V. “Huh? Oh, no Mom.
Haven’t seen either of ‘em since they went up to try out that game.”
“Ok.” Bulma walks out the door. Then she stops. “They’ve never had
the attention span to play something for that long….” Bulma shrugs.
“It must be a really good game.” Bulma continues on her way to visit
her parents.
At the same time, half way across the world, the producers of Final
Fantasy 8 are arguing about stuff that they consider are worth arguing
about.
“I’m just saying,” says Yoshi, “that maybe we should keep an eye on
that one disgruntled employee we always over work, now what’s his name?”
“Shynji.” says the other producer, named Joe.
“Yeah, Shynji.” says Yoshi. “Anyways, he is disgruntled, and also a
master of the black art of curses.”
“So?” asks Frank.
“So he might put a curse on one of the games.” says Yoshi.
“WAH AH HA HA HA HA HA!!!! OH THAT’S A GOOD ONE, YOSHI!” roars Joe.
Yoshi just stares at him. Joe explains, “Listen, Yoshi, buddy, pal.
There is no way Shynji could or would put a curse on one of the games.
He doesn’t have the guts. He allows himself to be teased, taunted, and
overworked for minimum wage, so why would he take his pent-up rage and
frustration out on the very people who are forcing him to do more work
each day when they buy the game?” “I guess you’re right.” murmurs
Yoshi. Then he laughs, “Yeah, what was I thinking. Curses, like that
stuff is even true!” From three miles away people could here Joe and
Yoshi laughing.
Bulma is starting to get worried. Vegeta and Trunks haven’t come out
of the room for hours. She stares at the T.V, hardly paying attention
to her favorite soap, “Two Lives to Live”. All she can think and wonder
about is why Trunks and Vegeta were still up there. They didn’t even
come down to eat. A few… strange thoughts ran through her mind, but she
quickly dismissed them.
“That’s it!!” yelled Bulma, “I can’t take it anymore!!!”
Bulma
stormed upstairs and kicked open the door, which must’ve been repaired
while she was gone. Her eyes widened in disbelief. “OH MY GOD!” she
yelled as she looked at the horrific scene before her eyes.
TO BE CONTINUED
Now isn’t this what you’d expect? Get to the best part and to be
continued pops up. What happened to make Bulma scream? What will happen
to Vegeta and Trunks? Find out in the next chapter of: Curse of the
Playstation Game
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Curse of the Playstation Game
By: blackstar
(formerly Super_Saiyajin_Vegeta)
Written:
1/8/00
Bulma is walking along the aisles of a store, looking for the perfect gift too impress her
family. She unknowingly is drawn to the electronicsaisle of the store…….
“Hmmmm.. this looks good.” She picks up a game for
Playstation. “Final Fantasy 8….. they’d like that….”
Bulma doesn’t take the time to turn over the game and look at the back where a label
says: WARNING: DO NOT BUY THIS GAME IT IS CURSED. She buys the game and
takesit home.
As soon as Bulma walks into the house Trunks flies past her, grabbing the bag in his
wake. “Oh boy oh boy oh boy!!! What ya get me, Mom?” He asks,
ripping the bag to shreds instead of opening it. “WOW!! FINAL FANTASY
8!!!!!!!” Trunks flies off to his room where he begins the game. Vegeta
walks in. “That brat makes enough noise to wake the dead.” he
mutters as he strolls over to the refrigerator. “Oh yeah, like you don’t
make that much noise when you’re asleep.” says Bulma. “Are you
saying I snore??!!” growls Vegeta.
“Oh no, you don’t snore, honey. It’s just that most people
don’t have a bulldozer crammed up their nose at night.” Vegeta glaresat
Bulma as she walks out of the room.
Vegeta decided he’d take a look at the game Trunks was playing. He floats
up the stairs and blasts down Trunks’ door. Trunks doesn’t even look
up. “You know Dad, there’s a little thing called knocking I’d like
you to try some time.” “Everybody’s a comedian today.”
says Vegeta as he plops down behind Trunks. “So what’s this game all
about?” Trunks ignores him. Vegeta asks again, but with more force,
“Don’t ignore me. I said, what’s this game about?” Trunks
still ignores him. “Listen brat, if you don’t answer my
question….” Vegeta is interrupted as a bright white light flashes on the
screen. “Is that supposed to happen?” he asks. This time
Trunks answers him, “How should I know? I’ve never played this game
before.” But Trunks voice has worry in it. Vegeta keeps going, “But
you’ve seen Goten play it, did this ever happen?” Trunks ignores
him. “Don’t start that again!! Answer me!!!”
“Dad…” whispers Trunks, “Look at the screen.” Vegeta
glancesat the screen carelessly, but than takes another look. Squall and Zell are
staring directly at them. “Hello Trunks, hello Vegeta.” says Squall,
“We want to switch places with you.” says Zell. Vegeta and Trunks
are staring at the screen with slack jaws as the bright white light fills the room and
engulfs them…..
“Bra, have you seen your brother or father lately?” asks Bulma as
she walks into the living room. Bra is watching T.V. “Huh? Oh, no
Mom. Haven’t seen either of ‘em since they went up to try out that
game.” “Ok.” Bulma walks out the door. Then she
stops. “They’ve never had the attention span to play something for that
long….” Bulma shrugs. “It must be a really good
game.” Bulma continues on her way to visit her parents.
At the same time, half way across the world, the producers of Final Fantasy 8 are
arguing about stuff that they consider are worth arguingabout.
“I’m just saying,” says Yoshi, “that maybe we should keep aneye
on that one disgruntled employee we always over work, now what’s hisname?”
“Shynji.” says the other producer, named Joe.
“Yeah, Shynji.” says Yoshi. “Anyways, he is
disgruntled,and also a master of the black art of curses.”
“So?” asks Frank.
“So he might put a curse on one of the games.” says Yoshi.
“WAH AH HA HA HA HA HA!!!! OH THAT’S A GOOD ONE, YOSHI!” roars Joe.
Yoshi just stares at him. Joe explains, “Listen, Yoshi, buddy, pal. There
is no way Shynji could or would put a curse on one of the games. He doesn’t
have the guts. He allows himself to be teased, taunted, and overworked for minimum
wage, so why would he take his pent-up rage and frustration out on the very people who are
forcing him to do more work each day when they buy the game?” “I guess
you’re right.” murmurs Yoshi. Then he laughs, “Yeah, what was I
thinking. Curses, like that stuff is even true!” From three miles away
people could here Joe and Yoshi laughing.
Bulma is starting to get worried. Vegeta and Trunks haven’tcome out of
the room for hours. She stares at the T.V, hardly paying attention to her favorite
soap, “Two Lives to Live”. All she can think and wonder about is why
Trunks and Vegeta were still up there. They didn’t even come down to eat.
A few… strange thoughts ran through her mind, but she quickly dismissed them.
“That’s it!!” yelled Bulma, “I can’t take it
anymore!!!” Bulma stormed upstairs and kicked open the door, which must’ve
been repaired while she was gone. Her eyes widened in disbelief. “OH MY
GOD!” she yelled as she looked at the horrific scene before her eyes.
TO
BE CONTINUED
Now isn’t this what you’d expect? Get to the best part
and to be continued pops up. What happened to make Bulma scream? What will
happen to Vegeta and Trunks? Find out in the nextchapter of: Curse of the
Playstation Game
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