Oh yes, definitely... a drag queen among real women...
Oh yes, definitely... a drag queen among real women...
Is that your final answer?
Are you all joking Cloud has his own fashion line.
A fun detail in the PSX version of FFT is when you recruit Cloud, you can equip him with a Ribbon, which normally only females in the game can wear. Not sure about the PSP version.
Hahahaha...I'm so glad this got a T rating xD
LOL. Now that's comedy. Cloud is a man who makes drag clothes...Originally Posted by Creeping Shadow
Is that your final answer?
That part of the game had Surprisingly adult things in it. especially the honey bee inn.
shyeah,,
Not enough to get an M-rating, though, right?
Is that your final answer?
I recall seeing a fanart of Cloud, in his dress, walking away from Tifa and Aeris, both looking severely pissed, with Cloud holding his head up saying "Face it girls, I'm the hottest!"
I wish I could find it.
LOL... now that's comedy.
Is that your final answer?
But you know, Mukki's room is the only chance Cloud has to wash off all that sweat and dirt build-up he's accrued over years as a soldier and mercenary.Which is why I go to the other room, better for the story, too.
And I wouldn't say I enjoy it, but it is a humorous scene.
But I agree that it was unnecessary. You don't learn anything important while in drag and no one was put in any danger until they entered the place and allowed one of the three to be taken. The whole event was just an excuse to make Cloud laughable and he only went along with it because he knew that this was something he or Zack could easily laugh off later on. But without carrying on as if he were Zack the 1st Class, he probably never would have agreed to it.
Jack: How do you know?
Will: It's more of a feeling really.
Jack: Well, that's not scientific. Feeling isn't knowing. Feeling is believing. If you believe it, you can't know because there's no knowing what you believe. Then again, no one should believe what they know either. Once you know anything that anything becomes unbelievable if only by virtue of the fact you now... know it. You know?
Will: No.
If Demolition Man were remade today
Huxley: What's wrong? You broke contact.
Spartan: Contact? I didn't even touch you.
Huxley: Don't you want to make love?
Spartan: Is that what you call this? Why don't we just do it the old-fashioned way?
Huxley: NO!
Spartan: Whoa! Okay, calm down.
Huxley: Don't tell me to calm down!
Spartan: What's gotten into you? 'Cause it sure as hell wasn't me.
Huxley: Physical relations in the way of intercourse are no longer acceptable John Spartan.
Spartan: What? Why the hell not?
Huxley: It's the law, John. And for your information, the very idea that you suggested it makes me feel personally violated.
Spartan: Wait a minute... violated? Huxley what the hell are you accusing me of here?
Huxley: You need to leave, John.
Spartan: But Huxley.
Huxley: Get out!
Moments later Spartan is arrested for "violating" Huxley.
By the way, that's called satire. Get over it.
Wrong, fully necessary!
"... and so I close, realizing that perhaps the ending has not yet been written."
Drag Cloud was as necessary as Square Enix deciding to license and legitimize FF7 doujinshi and call it a part of the compilation.
Jack: How do you know?
Will: It's more of a feeling really.
Jack: Well, that's not scientific. Feeling isn't knowing. Feeling is believing. If you believe it, you can't know because there's no knowing what you believe. Then again, no one should believe what they know either. Once you know anything that anything becomes unbelievable if only by virtue of the fact you now... know it. You know?
Will: No.
If Demolition Man were remade today
Huxley: What's wrong? You broke contact.
Spartan: Contact? I didn't even touch you.
Huxley: Don't you want to make love?
Spartan: Is that what you call this? Why don't we just do it the old-fashioned way?
Huxley: NO!
Spartan: Whoa! Okay, calm down.
Huxley: Don't tell me to calm down!
Spartan: What's gotten into you? 'Cause it sure as hell wasn't me.
Huxley: Physical relations in the way of intercourse are no longer acceptable John Spartan.
Spartan: What? Why the hell not?
Huxley: It's the law, John. And for your information, the very idea that you suggested it makes me feel personally violated.
Spartan: Wait a minute... violated? Huxley what the hell are you accusing me of here?
Huxley: You need to leave, John.
Spartan: But Huxley.
Huxley: Get out!
Moments later Spartan is arrested for "violating" Huxley.
By the way, that's called satire. Get over it.
It was very smooth!
More female could images!
everything is wrapped in gray
i'm focusing on your image
can you hear me in the void?
Obviously I misjudged your sense of humour.
"... and so I close, realizing that perhaps the ending has not yet been written."
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