Ah, Final Bosses!

 
  First of all, Square-Enix/Enix in general is well-known for crazy bosses that make your head hurt. Flashback to the many parts of Kefka, flashback to the horror of the FF9 last boss, Necron,  and FF7's ol' "Safer Sephiroth" gets a hiss and a tongue click just for Super Nova. Man, while I'm at it, a neck roll to Smithy. (And stop staring at me. I know that was during the Squaresoft days.)

  The current thorn in my side and rolls goes by the name of Barthandelus. His final form runs 5 milly plus strong with all kinds of awfulness that will knock HP back like it's nothing (Thanatosian Laughter, IHATECHU!). I beefed and beefed for him, only to find out I wasn't beefed enough. I've been taking parts of game guides to form my own paradigms to whoop him. THEN when I DID beat him, guess what happened. Guess. Come on. I need to italicize this part.

  I beat him. I expected a save point afterward, like a fool. No save point. On to the next battle. Phase one of Orphan. Orphan whooped and whooped me. I had to turn off the game to beef up some more at a later time. I. LOST. ALL. MY. PROGRESS.

  A younger Ms. Williams would be very angry. A younger Ms. Williams would be in grudge mode. I would actually be hurt, like I was back with Final Fantasy Tactics, trying to whoop Wiegraf. Beefing up for that fight was a long process (the second part was very, VERY ugly and the music didn't make it any better!!). Many, MANY nights were spent with with a muted game and Sade singing to me while I funked around the Sweegy Woods. I drank Kool-Aid, spit seeds into a wastebasket at the side of the bed, and basically shot my social life during Summer break of er...'03 I think it was.

  Anyway, I was angry then. I was defeated a few days ago. Apparently I was ill-equipped. I also got too excited too soon, shaking and taking a pic to IG my triumph. Silly me. This wasn't like the Proudclad fight(s) I whined about months ago on Tumblr. This wasn't Cid Raines. This, lovelies, was the actual close-to-end (probably not...maybe so) fights that required a lot more than my usual stroke of luck. This, darlings, is the Narthex. If'in you ain't ready for the Narthex, sit on the white couches and getcho life.

  So, my plan is to farm harder. I'm considering going back to Titan's Throne in the Faultwarrens, to finish some more missions. Farm hard, max everything out, get all the parts and beef my sh*t UP! YEAH!

  And then, spam IG with my awful hashtag--#DatRPGLife. There is no hope for me. Blame my dad for holding me up to play arcade games in '89. Blame Chicago State University for having that badass rec room back in the day. Blame it on my love for RPG games. I still recall the nights when I broke my eyes trying to play Dragon Warrior on my teeny tiny clear, purple GBC. That, and the mad dash to get the charger when the batteries started to die. *sigh* Even when I'm on break from defeat, the call of the games rings true in my mind and heart. It's a special thing, really. :)