The fact that they're missable makes me feel "NOOO, I HAVE TO DO THIS" and then I end up dungeon crawling for ten hours. grabbing items and running around in some huge God forsaken desert without an in-game map (which is hidden in some God forsaken tiny corner of the desert) trying to find tiny little pillars strewn across the stupid desert. ( Read more... )

Final Fantasy Versus XIII has 53 fanfics on fanfiction.net. FInal Fantasy 13. THAT GAME'S NOT COMING OUT UNTIL AT LEAST THE END OF THIS YEAR. AND WE HARDLY EVEN KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT ITS PLOT AND HAVE ONLY BEEN OFFERED A SMALL GLIMPSE AT ITS CHARACTERS. WHAT THE FUCK, FANDOM.

THEY EVEN HAVE A NAME FOR THE NOCTIS X STELLA SHIP: STELLIS. FIRST OF ALL, ( Read more... )

I don't keep up with any sound dramas anymore, I don't write fanfics anymore, I don't look at magazine scans anymore, I don't even find myself interested when someone posts something up on the Geass comm. And yet, when I was reading this handout for English on Franz Kafka's Metamorphosis and it said that Gregor is an anti-hero rather than a hero ( Read more... )

Instead, I bring you.... The wrong list of the 100 most influential people in the world. (Sorry about the formatting of the page; it's the only internetz version I can find and I don't have a scanner)

My world history teacher showed us it in class and it's such bull... Let's go down the list, shall we?

( shush; this isn't the epitome of nerdiness )

“What are you doing?” C.C. asked lazily, having just finished her last box of pizza and discovering that life was boring with cheese and tomato.

“Just writing up a draft of my speech to introduce my resistance group…” Lelouch replied in a mumble, busy scribbling across his piece of paper and crossing things out. “I’m not sure what to call them, ( Read more... )

The hero whose every word she clung to...

He stumbles along the corridor, his hands groping along the walls like a drunk man’s (drunk on despair). His darting eyes lock onto her form standing there watching in both pity and disgust. “Kallen. Kallen!” He cries out in relief, glad there’s someone left. Someone who won’t lie to him. Picking up his ( Read more... )

She doesn’t remember.

She sits there on his bed, wearing his t-shirt, holding the plushie, slowly gnawing away at the pizza, and she doesn’t remember. She simply tells him that the shirt is comfortable and leaves yet again a slice of pizza for him.

He brings her to the Black Knights’ base, to that abandoned warehouse where they made their ( Read more... )

Charles thundered into the room, flinging the door open, only to be greeted with V.V. sprawled across the bed in nothing but boxers with the sheets strew all over the places. The room, dusted and polished to a finish just the other day by the maids was now covered in bread crumbs, lettuce, and empty boxes of Big Macs. Blearily, V.V.’s eyes blinked ( Read more... )

I've noticed... Now that I've been posting my fanfiction on LJ, I get no reviews on FF.Net. Is everyone on that site here too? (Why was I not informed of this?) It depresses me that my review counts and such seem to be going lower. Maybe I should just link to my account there. I accept anonymous reviews anyways, so it shouldn't be too much of a ( Read more... )