The Great Big Phantasy Star 4 Voteoff: Who Gets To Head Into Certain Death.

“So… this is your chance, guys. Promote the hell out of yourselves so people will know who’s the best choice.”
“Oh, fine. We’ll play your little game.”

“Well, you should totally choose me because I’m… uh, much stronger now. Yeah, that’s it. And my techniques are… uh… really effective. And stuff. And I really, really want to be a college affiliated person who actually gets stuff done.”
“Well, I guess that last point is pretty admirable, at least.”

“You should choose me because I hit really, really hard, and has a whole lot of HP, hence I won’t go down so easy. And if that’s not good enough for you, I’m also fuzzy and adorable.”
“Uh….”
“It’s true, you know.”

“You know why you should choose me? How about the fact that I have even better healing skills than Rika AND I’ve got special skills designed to hurt evil. And I’m the only one who can refill your TP points. And if that’s not a big enough selling point, you also get my awesome sense of humor.”
“Uh… wow, I… don’t know what to say.”
“Damned if you do, damned if you don’t, huh?”

“You should choose me because I I have a good amount of MP, a nice selection of support healing skills and decent magical offensive too. AND I use slicers, which makes me quite useful even before we meet up with the ultimate darkness. Also, you shouldn’t go face evil without your big sister, you know.”
“Eheh, I guess there’s that.”

“You should choose me because I’m an android, just like Wren. Except I’m small and cute. Oh, and I’VE GOT A SHOTGUN! And I take care of my own healing, AND I can heal you guys… mildly.”
“Really?”
“Well… I’ve got a gun, at least.”
“Of course. Well, anyway, that’s about it. Cast your votes, ladies and gentlemen. This poll will be open for two weeks.”
“TWO WEEKS?!”
“Yes, two weeks! I’m on vacation, OK?! I won’t have the time to finish this one until I get back home from my trip, so deal with it.”
“Aw, phooey.”

*two weeks later*

“Well, the readers have decided, and the spot for the fifth member on this final quest will be filled in byyyyy….”

THEM forums:
Hahn: 0
Gryz: 0
Raja: 2
Kyra: 2
Demi: 2

Mini Shrine:
Hahn: 3
Gryz: 0
Raja: 1
Kyra: 0
Demi: 1

LJ:
Hahn: 0
Gryz: 0
Raja: 0
Kyra: 0
Demi: 1

Grand Total:
Hahn: 3
Gryz: 0
Raja: 3
Kyra: 2
Demi: 4

WINNER:

“W-wait, I won? I… uh, wow.”
“It’s a fair cop.”
“I didn’t even get a single vote? Harsh, man. Harsh!”
“Man, you guys have no appreciation of the finer aspects of humor.”
“Awww. Now I don’t get to look after my little bro.”
“Not to worry. You can leave that to the very little siste-OW!”
“Rude!”
“I must admit I’m a little surprised too. I kind of expected our audience to want to make me suffer through Raja’s lame jokes again.”
“It’s so nice to have you back, though, Demi-chaaan. This place has been a sausage fest for a little bit too long.”
“Oh, so you’re complaining about that NOW?”
“Do I even have a sausage?”
“No, but I’m sure there’s a modification for that.”
*ha-RUMPH* “Well, enough about that. I recommend we spend some time powerlevelling and then head off into the depths of darkness. We got something to see through.”
“ROGER THAT!”

Onwards to the final chapter….