You know, I'm half tempted to drink the pink koolaid for the sole reason that, apparently, they can believe absolutely anything they want, irregardless of logic, evidence, sanity, etc. I lack the ability to do so. Tis one big reason I am Cloti.
Oh, and I still want my Jello Wrestling, damn it. Since no one else ever got around to it...
*borrows from the Cleriths, using a resurrection technique that by all rights doesn't really exist, to bring Aerith back to life* *then kidnaps Tifa from Seventh Heaven* *then forces them into bikinis that are just a bit too small and shoves them into the jello, where the battle ends in a draw after a stray lick becomes amazingly graphic and satisfying yuri* *takes Aerith over to the pink fortress, and is worshipped by them for bringing her back to life* *signals with one hand, and Sephiroth plummets down and skewers her all over again*
There, I got what I wanted and restored the status quo all in one. Rock on!