#‘boy oh boy the price of freedom is steep’

[millenniumpuzzle]

just remembered that zack. that he. that in this one he doesn’t make it and i got very sad over the fact that i’m gonna have to play that scene out

[one-winged-dreams]

fKJSLHDG:LKJSHDG:KJLHSDG????

I did that fucking comfort character meme with Heather Mason and Zack as a warmup.

Zack was a given, but Heather was the funniest fucking possible second option (and the easiest to draw).

[noxtivagus]

THE ZACK FAIR BRAINROT IS SO REAL

[onewingedangels]

CRISIS CORE FINAL FANTASY VII REUNION (2022) dev. Square Enix ↳ "Boy oh boy, the price of freedom is steep." — Zack Fair

[planetvries]

"Boy oh boy… The price of freedom is steep.”

[kazumahashimoto]

if people had wings, they'd be monsters. -> wings symbolize freedom for those who don't have any. -> angeal wing reveal -> then what should an angel fight for zack? what do angels dream of? (please, tell me!) to be human. -> zack dreams of white feathers -> i want to help out a friend, but i don't know how i can do it -> zack wakes up in aerith's church -> heaven? not quite. church in the slums! -> an angel? no, i'm aerith. -> i hope that your friend is okay, zack. you talk in your sleep. -> angeal dies -> zack goes straight to aerith (inside the church) -> zack names seventh heaven -> dog angeal copy stays in the rafters of the church to protect aerith for four years -> zack hallucinates angeal -> those wings, i want them too -> boy oh boy, the price of freedom is steep -> aerith's prayer keeps zack alive another few minutes -> zack dies -> that girl, she said that the sky frightened her. -> angeal flies down (from heaven) -> but it must feel so good up there. -> those wings, i want them too. -> angeal takes zack up with him -> it does, feel good

[voidsentprinces]

Boy oh boy, the price of freedom is steep...

[square-pear]

Boy oh boy, the price of freedom is steep.

[animcsus]

Boy, oh boy.. The price of freedom... Is Steep....

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CARRD. COMM.

[fairebye]

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[preposterousgreen]

Zack: Boy, oh boy!

Zack: The price of freedom sure is steep!

Zack: *signs his tax return, folds it, and stuffs it in an envelope*

Angeal: Will you please fix your withholding already?

[silentchamp]

[ Boy, oh boy, the price of freedom is steep. ]

[siremasterlawrence]

Captivating, Corrupting and Controlling 1/2

The Entire Country is about to be rebooted in time for my coronation ceremony with our President Allen handing over all power to me even though the shadow figures remain in a hidden veil. The Police Departments all over this shit face country are so busy in random nonsensical bullshit.

The greatest feet I have ever made is fooling the public into a false sense of security the life they are living. Captain America is given an invite in Washington to speak at Inclusive Heroics Anonymous for veterans and those just starting.

Unfortunately, Steve Rogers will pay a very steep price for being so easily led to his own demise, and his downfall will erupt into total self destruction. The entirety of three large football fields worth of cops, military and such gather together for this event as evil spreads.

This also happening in every damn state in The United States the doors in sync lock all in place. Superman appears on the screen in all his glory but Steve notice something off about him. A wicked smile, glint in his eyes and most certainly the S symbol on his chest has been replaced with P.

“Hello, stop the cheers I am no hero no no no, I am something far words mwahahaha.You may call me Kryptonite Knightmare a super pussy if you will and I aim to please only one man. As you can see the county is in chaos and you can’t move a inch of else the bombs will activate. Kaboom good luck.”

Steve’s eyes widen in disbelief and rage is a all time high but he can’t move a single bit or it’s finished. “Watch the screen my lovely friends and consume yourself in the madly intoxicating feeling of hell on earth.” Clark continues his speech.

A gigantic spiral covers the canvas of the jumbo trim appearing on all screens words scrolling too fast to comprehend on a deep conscious level. The rooms of people pulling into it their minds washing away over and over again with very little effort from every one involved.

Steve is aware of the momentous occasion unfolding but he cannot move his body is stuck literally glued to the seat his fear is heightened by a thousand as his mind is foggy, bouncing endlessly a streaming void of blankness.

Hours pass as the screen shuts off freeing people to mindlessly get up from their seats and leave for the commencement of a new life and a country. “You foul minded fiend show yourself I command. Step into the light be a man, speak now.” Steve howls in a voice so demanding.

“I see you are still in rare condition Boy Scout. No matter Superman is my slave as it were and the world is at my feet.”

“Who are you? What is it that you think you will get from me?”

“My name is Blue Haven, I want you as my slave, and well I’ll prove my power.”

“Oh Clark….”

“Superman…ooooohhhh”

“Yes Blue Haven”

“Give our friend here a taste of freedom”

“As you wish my love”

“You instructed me to line all of my so called villainous roques gallery but they are all shitty bitches. Watch them burn.”

Steve shouts for Clark to stop but is left with an eerie sound of evil laughter reverberating through your the building sending chills down his spine. Clark floats off the ground to face Steve lifting him in to the sky they are alone.

The silence is deafening till Clark whispers in his ears then drops him as he free falls back go earth crash landing in the field to my surprise he rolls over all bloody and bruised.

Clark return with an earth shattering landing leaving the ground to split in two with rope he swiftly picks Steve up ties him down to a medical slab. Clark flew us back to my lab as plan for his ultimate sacrifice of submit or die.

Steve will be forced into a new life he has no idea what is coming for him, and I am all in glee pushing the slab forward under the red spotlight medical bay. My table of boxes on my left I grab a red marker tracing important points on his face.

I take a few electrical pads placing it on his forehead, sides of his face, both cheeks and under his chin. Following that up I pick up a sporty sleek pair VR shades placing them on his face the attachments slide on and we are settled.

Discombobulating in my own method lifting up my laboratory coat and slipping it onto me. The clip board in my hand, I click the top of the pen marking it off and filling out a few parts of the forms on my own as if it is for professional reasons.

“Let’s begin with our one and only therapy session to cure your sanity.” I whisper into his ears then kiss his cheek as he turns a bit and moves away from me or rather struggle to do it. I slap him hard across the face then let the calm wash over me.

Cupping a single vial holding it into the light letting the needle inject into it, I fill up the needle to the brim then splurge it, and I inject it into his skin once on his right arm, left arm and the back of my neck. His limbs then the rest of his body grow even stiffer.

I remove my cellphone pressing the my self made app open and I flip a few switches within it. The app blows on red flashing on and off then the pads blink red, pink as well as well rainbow stirring him I can see the pain in his eyes.

He closes and opens up constantly, his cock starts to rise and he is in bliss in frenzy of horniness.

“What’s the matter Captain? Your cock is stirring I can see it.”

“Are you enjoying this Captain?”

“Nnnnnnnnnoooooo…sssstttttoooooppppp”

“Why should I? Obviously you are deeply feeling this.”

“I hate this, you disgusting uhuhuhhhhhh”

“All of this massive muscle and you are so helpless.”

“FUCk YOU!”

“Language”

“Will you give into my whims Captain?”

“SWEET ASS”

“Leave me alone”

“Resistant little bitch”

“I will never fight for you, I will never give in”

“You wish my love”

“I will squeeze into that tight ass”

“Relinquish your hands”

“Well then, I will turn this shit up to the max”

The end

[relicbxund]

softly are ya defectin son.......

[kazumahashimoto]

i really do love that zack dies i've been thinking about that a lot lately with rebirth and all that like i just love the way his story plays out in crisis core. it's so fucking sad. completely devastating. he wants to save people so bad. he tries so fucking hard to save people. he kills angeal. he can't save genesis. he can't save sephiroth. he can't protect aerith. he leaves his parents to cissnei. he craves freedom. he says three times that he wants those wings too. boy oh boy the price of freedom is steep. he wants so badly. but he doesn't get it, not through life. the only person he saved was cloud, and he had to die to do it. I LOVE IT. he's sosad

[thelvadams]

FINAL FANTASY VII REMAKE: INTEGRADE

Boy, oh boy... The price of freedom is steep.