Forcystus: What is with you and FWEE!
Kvar: I dunno.
Me: You aren't me! I'm me! See? points at name
Rodyle: SEA WATER!
Magnius: You disgusting little-
Rodyle: Cunning of the Desian Grand Cardinals!
Kratos: oO Anyway. The creepy author person doesn't own Tales of Symphonia. He apparently owns the world, but...
One happy day in sunshiney Aselia land, Genis wasn't happy.
"I'm not happy!" Genis shouted, making a -- face.
Regal gasped. Like this. GASP! Because when Genis made a -- face, Regal got scared. Because Regal KNEW that whenever Genis made a -- face, Genis was making a -- face. This -- face was the most scareyful -- face ever, according to Colette. According to Colette, Genis' -- face was the most scareyful -- face EVER. I'm surprised you're still reading this. I'm also surprised I'm being allowed to post this. ANYWAY.... Regal was holding a tomato as Genis made this -- face (the most scareyful -- face evah).
This makes no sense, eh?
As Regal was holding this tomato and Genis was going --, Kratos was washing his pants. As he had left his Judgment outfit in Iselia (not to be confused with Sunshiney Aselia land), he was still wearing his pants as he washed them.
Yuan stared at Kratos. "YOU'RE STILL WEARING THOSE PANTS AS YOU WASH THEM! OMFG! YOU KILLED MARTEL! I CAN TELL! THOSE PANTS PROVE EVERYTHING! OMFGWTFLOLZBBQ!"
Kratos continued to wash his pants, bloodying his knees as he did. Because, you see, he was washing his pants with Steel Wool. (Not to be confused with Iron Wool or Silver Wool, or even the critical-enhancing Killer Wool.) This was very painful. Almost more painful than Genis' -- face. Not quite. But CLOSE.
Yuan continued to froth at the mouth. Derris-Kharlan continued to drift around aimlessly.
Kratos: Breaching the gap into Script Format for a split second, what are you laughing about!
DIE fries Kratty-Chan
Kratos: You're a GUY! WHY DO YOU CALL ME THAT!?)
Kratos stared at the ground below his bloody feet, noticing that it was purple."PURPLE! IT'S PURPLE! THE BEST COLOR OF ALL! LIKE MY PANTS! YOU KNOW, LIKE THEY WERE BEFORE THEY WERE SOAPY AND BLOOOOOODY! LIKE BARNEY THE DINOSAUR! AND EGGBEARS! AND A PURPLE PAINT BRUSH! AHAHHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!"Derris-Kharlan was getting tired of this, and decided to break at that exact moment. The thought process of this Mini-Meteor
went like this...
'Hmm. Who was the guest on Leno last night?
Wasn't it Princess Hilda?
Or was it the Pope?
Oh, wait. It was Shadow!'
FLASHBACK (in script format, because the author is going insane)
Leno: So, Shadow! How are you?
Shadow: Great....... To be...... Here...... Jay...... Mithos and I....... Pact.
Derris-Kharlan broke into two pieces. Kratos was on one. It fell. Boom. End of chapter.
-------------Kvar: What was that?
Magnius: It was DISGUSTING! LIKE VEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRRRMIN!
Me: Please review!