Oh...oh...oh. Wouldn't that be that shiznit if Riku had Oblivion AND soul eater?
Oh...well, yeah, of course I didn't mean that...haha...wtf I give up.
Hmm...it would have been funnier if you had more creativity with that joke :] Alongside Redsonic. Haha, your like the new Redsonic.
She starved them because she wanted to keep all the food for herself :\ it shows just by her face.
I accept you apologeeeeeeeeeee.
AHAHAHAHAHA!!!
Without women's rights Kairi would be a worn out whore by Kingdom Hearts III! Oh wait...
Oh sh- Brandon...look at all hte important members veiwing this thread. You are totally screwed.
Ye...sss....
Without women's rights, there'd be no Kingdom Hearts openings because Utada Hikari would be a worthless peice of female garbage on the side of the Japanese street that only fishing men would want to do.
Well...I have once...and now I'm thinking that again. Three girls that have a rep for being strong ( trust me all of them are) want to gang me. So, I'm not going to say that as a joke to provoke them. And you should regret those words >:O
I didn't forget you...just your weird new username.
Who is [C u p p y]&[K i t t y] ?
Hmm...hey Brandon, ever think about Sara?
The member that can be cool sometimes, and be mean others. But over all, a nice person.
A spammer.
Genesis, Cloud, Riku, Xehanort, and maybe Sephiroth. Zack is good too.
Avatar 6/10 dead smiley faces :D Sig1: Zack looks cool 9/10 Sig 2: 6/10 Sora is too blurry
........why?
Prologue (Poem) When the war of the beasts brings about the world’s end The goddess descends from the sky Wings of light and dark spread afar She guides us to bliss, her gift everlasting Prologue (Interpreted) When the war of the beasts brings about the world’s end The goddess descends from the sky Wings of light and dark spread afar She guides us to bliss, her gift everlasting Act I (Poem) Infinite in mystery is the gift of the goddess We seek it thus, and take it to the sky Ripples form on the water’s surface The wandering soul knows no rest. Act I (Interpreted) The infinite mystery The gift of the goddess is what the three men seek But their fates are scattered by war One becomes a hero, one wanders the land And the last is taken prisoner But the three are still bound by a solemn oath To seek the answer together, once again Act II (Poem) There is no hate, only joy For you are beloved by the goddess Hero of the dawn, Healer of worlds Dreams of the morrow hath the shattered soul Pride is lost Wings stripped away, the end is nigh Act II (Interpreted) Though the prisoner escapes, he is gravely wounded His life is saved, however By a woman of the opposing nation He begins a life of seclusion with her Which seems to hold the promise of eternal bliss But as happiness grows, so does guilt Of not fulfilling the oath to his friends Act III (Poem) My friend, do you fly away now? To a world that abhors you and I? All that awaits you is a somber morrow No matter where the winds may blow My friend, your desire Is the bringer of life, the gift of the goddess Even if the morrow is barren of promises Nothing shall forestall my return Act III (Interpreted) As the war sends the world hurtling towards destruction The prisoner departs with his newfound love And embarks on a new journey He is guided by hope that the gift will bring bliss And the oath that he swore to his friends Though no oath is shared between the lovers In their hearts they know they will meet again Act IV (Poem) My friend, the fates are cruel There are no dreams, no honor remains The arrow has left the bow of the goddess My soul, corrupted by vengeance Hath endured torment, to find the end of the journey In my own salvation And your eternal slumber Legend shall speak Of sacrifice at world’s end The wind sails over the water’s surface Quietly, but surely Act V (Poem) Even if the morrow is barren of promises Nothing shall forestall my return To become the dew that quenches the land To spare the sands, the seas, the skies I offer thee this silent sacrifice
