| The Chosen One of Tethe'alla standing next to the ChosenPod, which is playing the Chosen One's very own theme song. It's Chosen to the third power; what's there not to love? |


Recover -- Chapter FourRecoverRecover -- Chapter Four
The first step to recovery is to admit that you have a problem . . .
Chapter Four: Medicated
There were no clocks or calendars in the Palmacosta Psychopathic Institution.
At least, none that the patients were allowed to see. The insane werent considered to have a need for a clock or a calendar, or any way to measure time that wasnt charting the suns position through their windows, and the rounds that the doctors and nurses made. There was also the cycle of meal times, for the patients that were allowed to eat in the cafeteria with the others, but those didnt a


Recover -- Chapter ThreeRecoverRecover -- Chapter Three
The first step to recovery is to admit that you have a problem . . .
Chapter Three: Agonizing Realizations
Neil! Chocolat!
Both adults looked bewildered as Lloyd ran toward them, but - much to his joy - there was recognition present in their eyes. His relief increased, flooding through him and filling him with a sense of security. Here - here was someone who understood, two people who could confirm his story! If anyone stood by him in his time of need, Neil and Chocolat would be the ones.
Hello, Lloyd, Neil greeted cordially, yet as Lloyd neared,


Recover -- Chapter OneRecoverRecover -- Chapter One
The first step to recovery is to admit that you have a problem . . .
Chapter One: Delusional
Lloyd was bewildered.
He was certain that he had fallen asleep in the inn in Heimdall, for he had memorized the ceiling as thoughts about facing Kratos at Origins seal sailed through his mind. Yet, as he pushed himself up, he discovered that he was in his bed at Dirks house. Even though he was half asleep, worry began to prick at Lloyds mind as he realized several things that were off about the entire situation.
For one thing, his swords were nowhere in sight. T


Recover -- Chapter TwoRecoverRecover -- Chapter Two
The first step to recovery is to admit that you have a problem . . .
Chapter Two: Down Memory Lane
Lloyds head ached terribly, and he felt sick to his stomach.
He had immense difficulty opening his eyes. He couldnt remember the last time they hurt so badly, yet that could have been just because of the discomfort he was in at that moment. He groaned, forcing his eyes to open so that he could see where he was.
The location he saw was not the one he wanted. Lloyd was in a basement of some sort, a rainbow-colored, glowing barrier boxing him into a certain area. T
| The first step to recovery is to admit that you have a problem. |


Goodbye, SheenaHes just so stupid.Goodbye, Sheena
Its what you tell yourself over and over again. Hes stupid, and you dont care. Hes not worth your care. He always aggravated you anyway, and hes just a stupid, stupid idiot who obviously wanted to die, anyway, so why should you care? You shouldnt, and you dont.
Its what you tell yourself over and over again, even though you can only watch through your fingers - through a hand thats over your face in an effort to hide the tears.
Somehow, in typical fashion for him, he still manages to die with a laugh on his lips and a smile o


And So Botta Met HimHe had never been one to be stuck in indecision.And So Botta Met Him
In fact, his family had often joked about him having a sort of moral compass embedded in his brain; an internal wiring that told him absolutely which path was right and which was wrong. It was that particular moral compass which drove him away from joining the Desians when they ravaged his home village, seeking new recruits and seeking him, because they had heard about how he drove off a band of traveling humans from killing his family. It was that moral compass which refused to let him run, even though he was on the verge of being killed by the Desians for his continued refusal.


GossipLloyd was beginning to get more than just a little bit annoyed.Gossip
Just what are you telling him, Noishe? Lloyd demanded after the tenth time that Tenebrae - after apparently being told something by Noishe - looked over at Lloyd and then promptly burst into laughter. Lloyd had spent enough years with Noishe to recognize a canine smirk, and as the Centurion of Darkness curled up in the air, shaking with echoing laughter, Lloyd felt his temper flare and spike. Whatever! Tell him whatever you want, Noishe! Laugh it up, but youre not getting any supper tonight.
Lloyd felt spiteful victory as th


Fifty ExperimentsA fifty sentence/prompt challenge with Richter and Aster.Fifty Experiments
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18. Dream
They were polar opposites, but Richter and Asters dream to learn everything there was to learn about the New World was exactly the same.
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22. Journey
Aster loved to travel to complete fieldwork, and Richter loved to see how excited the kid got when the time came to leave.
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14. Music
After they found the Linkite Nut during one of their research outings, Aster couldnt stop shaking it for days.
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10. Drink &n


Fifty Sibling SpatsA fifty sentences/prompts challenge for siblings Zelos and Seles Wilder.Fifty Sibling Spats
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39. Solid
Seles was always the solid one, the one who was firm and balanced and followed the straight and narrow, whereas Zelos was always flighty and wild, untamed, too flexible, and completely unpredictable.
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31. Poison
Whenever she spoke to him, her voice was laced with poison, but deep down she hoped he understood she really did care, and that he really meant it when he said that the poison was the cure sometimes.
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38. Snow
Both siblings lear


25 Random Facts - Kratos1. I feel that this little game is foolish, irrelevant, a waste of time and an invasion of my personal privacy and I am only complying with it to make Lloyd stop whining like a two-year-old deprived of candy.25 Random Facts - Kratos
2. I dislike tomatoes.
3. However, I do like tuna.
4. I do not enjoy sweets or sours.
5. I have never enjoyed school lectures. I am - and have always been - an independent learner.
6. I am not patient, but I know how to be.
7. I do not like being ignored.
8. I do not like animals, with the exception of protozoans.
9. I believe strongly


25 Random Facts - Colette(1) My name, Colette, actually means necklace. So its pretty fitting that Lloyd made me a necklace for my birthday, isnt it?25 Random Facts - Colette
(2) I dont know how to swim. Grandmother said that it was too dangerous for the Chosen to go swimming when I was growing up, so I never learned. But thats okay, because Lloyd taught me on the Altamira beach!
(3) Ive been told that I sometimes talk in the angelic language when I sleep. Sheena said I even started singing once! That was pretty embarrassing, but mostly I just felt bad for waking her up.
(4) I can touch my tongue to


The World Ends With LloydWarning: Even though this doesnt contain any of the actual characters, this contains lots of spoilers for The World Ends With You. So if you plan on playing it, dont read this, even though its all ToS characters.The World Ends With Lloyd
i. Its So Wonderful.
Lloyd wasnt going to try to pretend to know what happened, or why it happened, or what he was even doing there.
He woke up in the middle of a crowded street crossing, with people ignoring him, walking around him as though he wasnt even there. Two objects were in his hand - a cell phone, which had a text message on it that was telling him t
| Various Tales of Symphonia fanfictions. |


One Hundred Missed Moments - 4071. MarkOne Hundred Missed Moments - 4
"Argh! I can't even leave a mark on you!"
Lloyd had once screamed those words in a fit of childish temper during one of their sparring sessions, and had muttered something along those lines after their reunion atop the Fooji Mountains. It was funny, because Lloyd had been so enraged about it at the time, and the words were no longer true.
Not that Lloyd would know that.
Up on Derris-Kharlan, Kratos examined the diagonal scar that had been left across his torso with a faint smile. He had many scars, but the mark that had been left there by his son was the only one that he would wear


Scientist of RatatoskGrowing up in the Imperial Research Academy in Sybak, Aster Cadder had been surrounded by knowledge. Known as a child prodigy by most, he'd immersed himself in it, reading book after book and performing experiment after experiment. He'd made it his life's goal to learn as much as he could, to make some sort of difference in the world with the discoveries that he'd make. But despite this, he'd still grown up somewhat sheltered, somewhat ignorant of some of the uglier aspects of the world and human nature.Scientist of Ratatosk
Perhaps it was for this reason that the devastation of Sybak couldn't register properly in his brain, despite the fact that he


ConflictThe two conflicting desires threatened to tear Richter apart.Conflict
On one hand, there was the overwhelming, overpowering urge to protect the boy with every breath in his body.
On the other, there was the logical reasoning that he shouldnt protect the boy, because Emil had made it very clear that he was a Knight of Ratatosk and that he was going to protect Marta.
Emil was sick. That was knowledge that couldnt conflict in any way, shape, or form with Richter. Marta, the stupid girl, had left Emil to go into town to try and find some medicine for him, and Tenebrae - not wanting to leave Lady
| The room was empty. Shadows were thrown across the walls by the streetlamps outside and other unseen sources of light, but aside from the teenage girl lying on the bed, headphones in her ears, there was no one else in the room. The girl turned the volume up on her headphones regardless, almost to a painful level, yet finally sat up suddenly and ripped her earphones out, putting her hands over her ears. "Stop it!" Her voice was loud enough to wake the entire building. "Just stop!" No one answered at first. Then, slowly, there was a resounding chuckled, follow by a slippery chill. She shivered, grabbing her blanket to wrap it around her, trying to ward off the chill so that she could get some sleep. The clock reported that it was four in the morning, and since class was in four hours, sleep was something she desperately needed. The chuckles morphed into snarls, though, and the chill grew more fierce, rippling and snarling just on the inside of her earlobe as something wormed its way down her shirt, prickling across her skin and causing the hair on the back of her neck to stand up. "It can wait!" she insisted, flopping back down on her bed. The shivering presence on her back thrashed, enraged that it was being laid upon. Groaning, she grabbed her pillow and tugged it over her face. "It can wait until after class tomor - oh, for the love of Martel!" Her blankets were ripped off the bed, and since it was lofted, she couldn't reach down to pick them back up. As she sat up to stare dejectedly at the covers which formed a pile on the floor, her pillow was wrenched from her grasp and thrown across the room. More throaty, growl-like laughter resounded in her ears and her muscles seemed to burn, as if set alive by a fiery touch. Letting out another groan, she slid down, her bare feet hitting the cold floor as she made her way over to her laptop. "Fine, you impatient sons of Kratos," she snarled beneath her breath, pressing the power switch and flopping down into her chair. The laughter was more lighthearted now, and something tickled around her ankles. "Keep me awake all night, why don't you. Just until one page is written, though. Just one page, and then I'm going to bed." The monsters of her imagination purred, content, knowing full well that an entire chapter would be finished before she was allowed to rest again. |

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"To which, if not v i c t o r y, is yet r e v e n g e."
"Dwarven Vow #28: Like father, like son."
SERIOUSLY.
I BOW DOWN TO YOU.
OH LORD YGGDRASILL.
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k r a t o s a u r i o n
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"To which, if not v i c t o r y, is yet r e v e n g e."
"Dwarven Vow #28: Like father, like son."
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Smite me oh mighty smiter
NEEEEEEWWWWWSSS Ne-neeeeewwwwsss *sip* susan
* facecan*
Pancake time
I'm never happy
I ate pie and it was good
g'morning, sleep well?
Eeewww gross they both kissed me! Bleh, bleh, bleh, bleh!
oooohhh is that velcro?
Regal's constantly going on about his past, how he killed Alicia, etc., etc. Kratos' story is almost exactly the same, except worse, given the fact that he also thought that his son had died. And yet, you don't hear Kratos bitching on and on and on about how he's so sinful, he can never be forgiven, etc., etc.. Not to mention that Regal's story in and of itself doesn't make sense. His servant, George, gave Alicia to Vharley, which resulted in her death. And then, despite that, Regal sends himself to prison and puts George in charge of Lezareno. Wtf . . . ?
In the second game, which is an abomination, Regal's actually a lot more tolerable. I almost liked him. But in the first? He's useless. I never used him in a single battle. He has practically no redeeming qualities. All he does his angst. Seriously. I liked him all right on my first playthrough. It was the second, third, fourth, etc., when I had to listen to him angst over and over and over and over again, that I just got tired of hearing it and wanted him to go die. I mean, at least Colette puts on a smile and pretends that everything's all right unless she's having a private moment with Lloyd. Kratos, as I said, keeps things to himself. Zelos has the most tragic backstory of everyone in the game, yet you don't hear about how much he's hurting unless you get his Flanoir scene. Sheena keeps her past to herself until it's dragged out of her, and even after that she keeps quiet about it most of the time. Raine doesn't say a word about her feelings toward her mother. Presea does talk about her time and whatnot, but only during scenes where it's appropriate. Genis is the same way with discrimination. All of the other party members can STFU about their angst, but not Regal, and for that, I just can't stand him.
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"To which, if not v i c t o r y, is yet r e v e n g e."
"Dwarven Vow #28: Like father, like son."
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Smite me oh mighty smiter
NEEEEEEWWWWWSSS Ne-neeeeewwwwsss *sip* susan
* facecan*
Pancake time
I'm never happy
I ate pie and it was good
g'morning, sleep well?
Eeewww gross they both kissed me! Bleh, bleh, bleh, bleh!
oooohhh is that velcro?
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"To which, if not v i c t o r y, is yet r e v e n g e."
"Dwarven Vow #28: Like father, like son."
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Smite me oh mighty smiter
NEEEEEEWWWWWSSS Ne-neeeeewwwwsss *sip* susan
* facecan*
Pancake time
I'm never happy
I ate pie and it was good
g'morning, sleep well?
Eeewww gross they both kissed me! Bleh, bleh, bleh, bleh!
oooohhh is that velcro?
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