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Squall Leonhart. |
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"Sorceress
Ultimecia" < sorceress_4_life@the_future.com > |
| To: |
"Squall
Leonhart" < squallleonhart823@balambgarden.net > |
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Greetings
from the world of tomorrow! |
Squall Leonhart.
I know, I know. You thought I was dead, right? Well get over yourself.
And tell Ellone to get over herself. You did partially defeat me,
but when she compressed time, all it really did was compress one possible
future. The future where I'm an evil bitch that conquers the world. But
since the future has yet to happen, you only killed one possible version
of me.
Never think too hard about the future and time travel and whatnot. As
it turns out, I'm from an alternate future where these crazy animal
hybrids take over the world and I'm the last survivor of our world and I'm
trapped in the future Esthar mall: the only place the animal hybrids have
yet to attack.
It works though. I have enough food in here to last me a lifetime in
the food court, I have an electronics store with tons of TVs and box sets
of old TV shows and movies, and I have a wireless internet signal coming
from the past. I'll blame/praise Ellone for that.
I guess the shows aren't reruns for you, are they? Well then, as my one
and only act of spite for destroying my alternate self, I will spoil a
show that has yet to be made! The show "Comrades" is going to be
huge, and in it, Ruslan and Raisa get married while they're
drunk! That's way in like, season six, so ha ha! Spoiled!
Okay, now with that out of the way, I don't suppose you can change the
future so that all these hybrid animals are gone forever, could you? Also
if you could please e-mail me with some good gossip and stuff. I'm so bored
here. I'm the damned Omega Woman here!
I have to go now. I think I hear knocking. It might be another
person... Or it might be the dogorillas. They've learned to knock!
~Sorceress Ultimecia
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