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Suikoden IV T Aldo. Ted. A brief look into a brotherhood that almost was.
I'm having that funny feeling again, like I'm supposed to do something that I'm not doing. So, just to be safe, I'm going to do everything. First on the list, retrieve a sandwich from a bear trap. All right, I'll just reach on in there and OH GOD IT SNAPPED SHUT ON MY ARM GODDAMNIT IT SEVERED IT CLEAN OFF JESUS BLOOD EVERYWHERE HURTS HURTS THE PAIN OH GOD WHY DID I DO THAT?! All right, just check that off the list... next, I'll eat the sandwich. Mmm... hey, this ain't bad. Maybe a little mustard or something. Mmm! All right, that's two!
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 9)
I know, I know. Look, the point is that there's just not enough orange juice to go around. I mean, sure, you could try to swallow a couple more spark plugs, or you could hear me out and wait for the laundry to dry on the surface of the moon. And frankly I haven't been feeling well ever since I didn't see the giant hamster ball, you know I love those things. Now I'm afraid of radios and the kitchen, and doubly so if the two of them are Steve.
.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 23-24)
Ways to end a story:
The hero walks off into the sunset
The hero dies
The hero gets laid
Everything beyond that is just details.