[F/N]: Give me the latest, man, what do ya got for me?
Bar tender: Here's the next Job, The oracle from the Basilicom needs some rat threatened for The constant Stalking of a Kid named Compa. Can ya handle that?
[F/N]: A Rat? Why The F*** do they need a F***ing rat taken care of?
Bar tender: Don't ask me. Here's the address to the basili-
[F/N]: Yeah Yeah, I know where the F***ing Basilicom is. By the way, need a refill on ammo.
Bar tender: Got ya, here's the lay down while I get this reloaded. They have info on the rat, they'll give ya the location. But be careful of the CPU, Lady Iris Heart, she may be more than you can handle, don't piss her off.
[F/N]: Oh, Great advice, when's the last time I listened to YOUR advice
"Come on [F/N] lets play tag!"
"No Rom and Ram, he's supposed to be with me."
"Why don't I get a chance with [F/N]!"
The Candidates were bickering along with other young makers... Broccoli, Red, Gust and Peashy. Pulling him by the arms, legs and shoulder. Right from the distance... a young girl who was watching him being pulled by the young girls goes by the name of Plutia, she came from the Ultradimension along with Peashy, she was excellent of making dolls that came out of CPUs.
Few minutes later
Time passes... saying goodbye to the Candidates and young makers, I'd made my way home in Lowee, walking to the forest for a long path-*crying sound* "Huh wonder whose crying?" I said, carefully walking to follow the noise, I've stumbled a young girl which it turns out to be Plutia "Whats wrong there, did you lose