Star Ocean 3: Till the end of time

From the real man himself… its Star Ocean 3: The Menodix way!

By typicalteenager.

Disclaimer: I do not, and never will, own Star Ocean 3, the characters etc.

Roger: So he doesn’t own the game: Big Deal! Doesn’t stop everyone writing fanfiction based on it!

Typicalteenager: Sigh…

Important: 1) This is my first ever fanfic, so it may not be that good.

2) Thoughts are in Italic.

Well, here we go!

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Prologue

Roger: Hey boys and Girls! The name’s Roger, Sir Roger, a captain, a real man! Fighter, hero, the dream of all pretty ladies…

Typicalteenager: Roger, for the last time, stop giving them your dream personality description and tell them the point of this story- otherwise I’ll set Cliff on you! I don’t have to let you do this: it comes out of MY pay-cheque!

Roger: Shut up, ya big lummox! I’m just giving them some background info! (geez-you’re as bad as the blond ape!)

Anyway... Because of modern day things such as a ‘Pee-S-Free’ and an ‘Ecks-Bocks Free-Sicks-Tea’ and a ‘Wee’- shpffffff…

Typicalteenager: Roger, I’m warning you... (holds up device labelled ‘Cliff-caller 3000’ –Copyright Typicalteenager- with finger very close to the button)

Roger: OK OK- geez (and I thought Maria was a kill-joy)…

As I was saying, ‘cause of these things, people have forgotten or never heard of Star Ocean, or Elicoor, or me- those poor people! They’ve never heard of the great Sir Roger.S.Huxley…

Typicalteenager: Who is about to get a thrashing from a certain Klausian if he doesn’t stay on task…

Roger: Fine (You’re as violent as that gender-confused emo). Short version: Mr. Teenager (the lanky sod standing next to me) is going to write of our great adventures, and some of our lesser-known ones too, but from my point of view (and so of course I’ll be the star-a real man is due some publicity ya know) so that you have an idea of the game from a different viewpoint, so that you will wish to buy it and enjoy our amazing tale (and helping fill my piggybank with my share of the game sales as well). There, ya happy now?

Typicalteenager: Sigh… I suppose it will do.

Roger: Right then-in that case, see ya later! Oh, and if there are any pretty ladies reading this, call 0800-555-ROG…

Typicalteenager: ROGER!!

Roger: What? They deserve the opportunity! Otherwise I’m denying them a chance to discover my real-manliness!

Typicalteenager: Sigh……… Hey-wait a minute………. Shpffffff…. (Trying very hard not to roar with laughter) Roger, you do know that you’re suppose to write any thoughts in Italic, and that by simply writing them in bold your fellow characters are able to see them like the readers can, and so are going to kill you when they see what you’ve written?

Cliff, Maria, and Albel: (Storming into the room) WHERE IS HE?

Roger: OH CR-

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Well-there it is: The start of my first fanfiction. Please let me know what you think! Opinions, suggestions, etc: whatever you think will improve this story.

Next chapter: A meeting of heroes!