One has little time to abuse over-the-counter medicines when their duty is to defend Limsa Lominsa against the threat of the Lalafells, citizen.
Given the rest of this thread, I really have to wonder if specifying "over the counter" was an intentional short joke or not.
Every day, Lominsan scientists are looking for new ways to capture and remove Lalafells.
Your basic Lalafell isn't too smart, but you can ensnare a limb, and it's still 86 percent combat effective.
Here's a tip: Aim for the head, and knock it out for good.
Every school kid knows that Lalafells are dangerous. However, Gridanian extremists disregarded Lominsan warnings, and established a base deep inside the Lalafell Quarantine Zone. Too late, they realized that the area had already been chosen by other colonists: Lalafells. Would you like to know more?
The Lalafells sent another meteor our way, but this time we're ready. Defenses against the Lalafells are better than ever. To ensure the safety of our city, the Lalafell menace must be eliminated!
The devastation we are seeing is unparalleled! Judging from early estimates, millions of Eorzeans dead, Ul'dah in ruins. The meteor was shot out of orbit by Lalafells that derived from the South Sea Isles, the Lalafells' home region.
Nothing lives in what was once called "The Jewel of the Desert." Ul'dah has been wiped off Eorzea. The Lominsan High Council met moments ago and voted unanimously for mobilization to destroy the Lalafell threat.
Help!!! We are trying to remove the Weeaboo Police as they have arrested TANK PROGRAM! Come quick to Ultros. SEND HELP!!!
Out of the ashes of Ul'dah comes first sorrow, then anger. In Limsa Lominsa, the High Council convenes. The Admiral announces plans for an offensive against the Lalafells' home region, source of the meteor that destroyed Ul'dah.
Beware the coming of Lalahamut.
The war effort needs your effort at work, at home, in your community! We now break net and take you live to Fleet Battle Station, Roegadyn, deep inside the Lalafell Quarantine Zone, where the men and women of the Weeaboo Police Department prepare to attack.
We've just landed here on what Weeaboo Police troopers are calling "Big L" with the 6th Mobile Task Force division. It's an ugly planet, a Lalafell planet! A planet hostile to life as we know it!
We're gonna need a bigger deep fryer.
All this talk of Lalafells makes me want to go to Wendys and get a Bacon and Cheese Baked Potato.
Young people from all over Eorzea are joining up to fight for the future! They're doing their part. Are you? Join the Weeaboo Police Department and save the world! Service guarantees citizenship!
The Lalafells have served the dark will of Lalafell Kings for five hundred years. Eyes as dark as night, teeth filed to fangs. Soulless.
They came with beasts from the blackness. With their claws and fangs, the Lalafells grabbed them... everyone.
We speak of the Lalafell ghosts, known from the ancient times. They are the hunters of Eorzean's souls. They cannot be killed or defeated.
They are the personal guard to the Lalafell King himself. The deadliest fighting force of all Eorzea: The Lalafell Warrior Elite. We put their name to the test.
This phenomenon is actually very recent, beginning 2021, came in with a lot of trolls from WoW that think are funny to call others weebs or furries when their game is much worse in that aspect.
It is satyre, but also a pretty weak comment and strategy.
Falafels are back on the menu?
The Lalafell warriors have betrayed a fatal flaw: Hubris. Easy to taunt, easy to trick. Before wounds and weariness have taken their toll, the Lalafell King throws the best he has at us. He has taken the bait.
Whips crack. Lalafell barbarians howl. Those behind cry, "Forward!" Those in front cry, "Back!" Our eyes bear witness to the grotesque spectacle coughed forth from the darkest corner of the Lalafell Empire.
What is best in life?
To punt your enemy, see him roll before you, and to hear the wahs of the women.
Our Hyuran allies show us Roegadyn what they can do. They shout and curse, stabbing wildly at the Lalafell barbarians, more brawlers than warriors. They make a wondrous mess of things. Brave amateurs... They do their part.
When muscle failed, the Lalafells turned to their magic. One hundred nations descend upon us, the armies of all Lalafells. Funneled into this narrow corridor, their numbers count for nothing. They fall by the hundreds.
Ramuh stabs the sky with thunderbolts and batters the Lalafell ships with hurricane wind. Glorious! Only one among us keeps his Roegadyn reserve. Only he... only our Captain.