It's pretty awesome being the arbiter of all things cool in RPG fanfiction. It's also pretty difficult when you don't have any fics to call "cool." Wanna be cool*? Wanna be internet famous*? Send your RPG fics to email@example.com. Seriously, send fics now. We're dyin' here, folks!
This week's requests-
Wallwalker:As for requests, I hereby request that someone (other than myself) write some more Valkyrie Profile fic, Brigandine fic, or Star Ocean: The Second Story fic. I'd be especially happy if the fics are centered around people who don't get as much attention in fanfiction.
I request DQVIII and Radiata fic. That is all. -Slayer of God
*Fanfiction may not actually make you cool or internet famous.
Final Fantasy VII T Vincent receives a rather rude awakening, courtesy of Tifa Lockheart.
You know, once in rare while we are faced with the ultimate conundrum: Baltimore or Cheese? It's a wonderful thing if you're from Sweden, but nobody's clear on how many people were involved in this particular cockfight. As far as I know, it all goes back to that one time I got hit in the neck with a shoe, but I can't be too sure because WHO KEEPS STEALING MY POCKETS! SHOW YOURSELF, DAMN YOU!
Final Fantasy VII: Before Crisis T It’s hard, sometimes, to be a Turk. People don’t understand us. They see a bunch of elite professionals in suits, with weapons, who do Shinra’s dirty work. We’re people too. But I guess there must be something different about us, knowing about the things we go through. Our lives are different. (Chapter 4)
You know, I grew up in this town. I remember a time when people got what they paid for. Protection money, bordellos, and - most importantly - assassinations. But the ninjas ended all that. Suddenly the ninja you sent out to kill your rival fell in love with the ninja they sent to kill you, and what do they do? They turn around and kill you both. That's not America. That's not even Mexico. I'm Arr McEyePatch, and I want to represent you! (Paid for by the committee to elect Arr McEyePatch - Vote Pirates!)
.hack// 10+ The burden of another life – beyond that which he had stayed in ‘The World’ to save – was more than the 14-year-old was ready to bear, and yet in his heart and mind, he knew he had done just that. (Chapters 13-14)
You know, it's true what they say: you can judge the economy of an MMO by the number of naked people running around selling stuff.