Author has written 3 stories for Tales of Symphonia, and Young Justice.
Hello all! Since you clicked on my profile that must mean you're interested in me! I'm flattered!
My name: Anna
Favorite color: Red. Such a lovely color. The color of the blood spilled from my enemies. (just kidding! not a homidical maniac!)
Pets: I have a basset hound named Mokie, a tiny toy dog name Finn, and two kitties; Milo and Colette!
Hair/eye color: Red with green eyes.
Likes: video games, dogs. I love dogs. track, food, archery, and chipotle! Lemme just say I also like Dick Grayson and Damian Wayne. My bbs. And Wally West. ;n;
Dislikes: Tomatoes, poodles, DC Comics, people tbh, and vanilla frosting. Spitfire. I hate that pairing so fuckin much. (o:
Age: 18 on April 22nd!!!
tumblr: bat-tron (sometimes nsfw) and pastel-poodle
I'm very ashamed of some of these quotes, since the last time I updated this thing, I was like, thirteen or something. So, yeah. don't judge too harshly.
edit: jfc, this profile's a mess. i'm too goddamn lazy to fix this, so dont even bother reading it. do better things with your time, like vandalize, become weeaboo trash, kick a child. i dont really care. the world is your oyster.
Tales of Symphonia
Yuan: So you've come, like moths to the flame!
Kratos Aurion: ...Lloyd.
Kratos Aurion: Lloyd. Don't make a mistake.
Regal Bryant: W... where am I?
Kratos Aurion: You're going to fight alone?
Zelos Wilder: Oh... hey Lloyd? If you abandon me here, I swear, I'll come back to haunt you.
Kvar: Kratos... you pathetic, inferior being!
Genis Sage: Dwarven Vow #7...
Lloyd Irving: Just because the logic is sound, it doesn't mean it's right.
Presea Combatir: [to Zelos, when he's in his Masked Swordsman costume] Are you hiding your face because that outfit is embarrassing?
Raine Sage: People are sinful creatures. Life survives at the cost of another. Then we must continue to bear the burden of our sins for as long as we continue to live.
Mithos: Is it a sin to be weak hearted? Not everyone's strong. Not everyone can stand being despised.
Zelos Wilder: What's your name, beautiful?
PewDiePie: You speak chopnese, bitch?!
Bandit Keith: ...in America!
wowcrendor: (Playing Facade) No, no. Don't get that close to me. Don't touch me!
Nullmetal Alchemist: Al, screw equivalent exchange! I'm a taker, not a giver!
Naruto Abridged: DAVID MOTHER FUCKING BOWIE!
Spoof movie no jutsu: M. Night Shamamalama...Sama...KUN!
Marik plays Bloodlines: Well, this must be where Mel Gibson buried his career!
YGXTAS: I'm Jaden Yuki and I'm absolutely flawless!
Bruce Wayne: It's not who I am underneath, but what I do that defines me.
Harvey Dent: You either die a hero or you live long enough to see yourself become the villain.
Jim Gordon: He's the hero Gotham deserves, but not the one it needs right now. So we'll hunt him. Because he can take it. Because he's not our hero. He's a silent guardian, a watchful protector. A dark knight.
Bane: When Gotham is ashes, you have my permission to die.
Maitre D: Sir, the pool is for decoration, and your friends do not have swimwear.
Bruce Wayne: Well, they're European.
Harvey Dent: The night is darkest just before the dawn. And I promise you, the dawn is coming.
Alfred Pennyworth: Some men just want to watch the world burn.
The Joker: Don't talk like one of them. You're not! Even if you'd like to be. To them, you're just a freak, like me! They need you right now, but when they don't, they'll cast you out, like a leper! You see, their morals, their code, it's a bad joke. Dropped at the first sign of trouble. They're only as good as the world allows them to be. I'll show you. When the chips are down, these... these civilized people, they'll eat each other. See, I'm not a monster. I'm just ahead of the curve.
Uniformed Policeman: [describing the Batmobile] He is in a vehicle!
Dispatcher: Make and color?
Uniformed Policeman: It's a black...
[looks at his partner, who shrugs]
Uniformed Policeman: ...tank!
Bruce Wayne: [as Alfred opens the curtains] Bats are nocturnal.
Alfred Pennyworth: Bats may be, but even for billionaire playboys, three o'clock is pushing it. The price of leading a double life, I fear. Your theatrics made an impression.
Henri Ducard: Your compassion is a weakness your enemies will not share.
Bruce Wayne: That's why it's so important. It separates us from them.
Alfred Pennyworth: Why do we fall sir? So we might learn to pick ourselves up.
Bruce Wayne: You still haven't given up on me?
Alfred Pennyworth: Never.
Batman: [To Superman] I want you to remember Clark, In all the years to come, in your most private moments, I want you to remember my hand at your throat, I want you to remember the one man who beat you.
Batman: Sometimes it's only madness that makes us what we are.
Batman: (to the Joker) And when you're sitting here alone in the middle of the night, unsleeping in the dark, remember -- every breath you take you owe to me
Red Hood: That looks like it's gotta hurt. Well, I say that like I'm speculating or something. I know it hurts.
Red Hood: (confronting Batman at the Ace Chemicals building) Hard to forget that night, huh? In a way, Batman, this was the site of your first great failure. Maybe your greatest, but certainly not your last, right? Ah, memories
Red Hood: (to Batman) Is that what you think this is about? You letting me die?! I don't know what clouds your judgment worse. Your guilt or your antiquated sense of morality. Bruce, I forgive you for not saving me. But why, why on God's Earth...(kicks open a door, revealing the Joker.) ...Is he still alive?!
Red Hood: Hey...It's going to be hard to learn a great many things about me, but one I'll give you for free... I am no one's son
Nightwing: With you guys, it seems like I'm hot stuff ... a know-it-all ... but I've been back with The Batman again, and next to him I feel like I'm a stupid kid repeating fifth grade ... for the third time
Nightwing/Robin: So is it me... or are the crooks getting lamer as we go?
Batman:It's not that I don't think of you as an adult, Dick. It's ... "
Robin: "That's just what it is, Bruce. You can't get over thinking of me as a kid, as Robin, the Boy Wonder. Well, I'm not a boy wonder anymore, Bruce. I'm a full-grown man, a detective, just like you
Nightwing: You molded me and taught me, Bruce. For years, I lived under the shadow of The Batman. I wanted to get away, to be my own man. Yet, when I chose a costume and a name, they reflected you. You're a part of me, Bruce. I can't deny it. And I don't want to any longer. I just wanted you to know that. That, and one other thing -- I'm proud to have been Robin
Nightwing: Sometimes I'm surprised I can even stand on a high ledge after what happened to the Flying Graysons. Boss Zucco could have sabatoged Haly's Circus any number of ways to drive down business and get his protection money. Instead he gave the crowd that night a show they'll never forget. I know I won't. When my mom and dad died, attendance actually went up
Nightwing: Who do I think I am? Good question, really, and I'll answer like this: I've seen too much to be Robin, but I'm still too optimistic to be Batman. I'm Nightwing. I'm Officer Dick Grayson. I'm Barbara's boyfriend, Bruce Wayne's adopted son, and the last living member of the Amazing Flying Graysons. I'm happy
Nightwing: Every now and then I have the feeling I've totally lost my mind. It's a great feeling
Nightwing: What are we doing, Bruce? When I was growing up with you, I always knew exactly where the line was... exactly what we did, exactly what we didn't do and why. But Jason didn't know what the hell he was doing or why, and Tim spends half his time trying to decide if it's even worth doing, and Stephanie... [whisper] Stephanie went up against odds so bad that even I would have to say it couldn't be done. [regular volume] Do you still know? Do you still know what we're doing? Because you seem murky to me, Bruce, you seem closer and closer to the line everytime I look at you, and that line keeps moving, and me... Bruce, I'm lost
Nightwing: I had asked myself what I want to be when I grow up. That's assuming I'm allowed to. The voice - the one that won't go away - keeps reminding me I was supposed to have died. Not once. Twice. I think I'm living on borrowed time. But at least I'm living. So why don't I feel ... I don't know ... happier?
Nightwing: When you look into the abyss, the abyss also looks into you.' And unless you're stone, it changes you. It has to. There I was. Six feet under. Buried over. And I'm not stone. Never wanted to be. Never thought I had to block out the rest of the world and never wanted to hide from it. Still, sometimes late at night, half asleep, half god knows what ... it suddenly bothers me that they say the nut doesn't fall that far from the tree
Nightwing: I close my eyes now for a few moments and I can see my parents riding the air current with me. Forever young. Forever strong. Their faces wide with excitement, big smiles on their faces, enjoying the adrenaline surge even more than I do. And there is one thing I am sure of ... my parents would be proud of my life.
Nightwing: Whenever someone's asked what power they wish they had, flying is always at the top of the list. But I have to admit. I've learned to love falling too
Nightwing: Thinking of Bruce kneeling here alone in the blood of his mom and dad - the cordite of the fired gun still fresh in the air ... it takes everything I have to hold the tears back. So much loss. It's strange how in the end that cold, evil deed even dictated my own future. I see Bruce. I see me. And seeing those old wax spots on the cave floor a few weeks ago got me thinking about the oath I made to Bruce ... and what it really means. The light from the candle didn't just help us see the words better that night ... The light from this candle was a beacon for the wounded soul of a young boy ... it helped me see a path of selflessness and devotion. Devotion to the common good. And this light must always shine no matter what. In those single life-altering moments ... we both had to depend on the kindness of strangers. And lucky for us ... they were caring and loving people ... at the end of all that pain and horror. Thank you, Bruce. There will always be hope in Gotham City
Nightwing: I am not Bruce Wayne. But when lives were lost ... and the entire city was at stake ... I did what Batman had to do. I acted as the Dark Knight. To the best of my abilities - I became him. And I succeeded. Not at Dick Grayson. And not as Bruce Wayne. But as Batman.
Damian Wayne/Robin: At this rate, Gotham should be out of really big buildings by next week
Damian Wayne/Robin: What do we look like, homicidal maniacs?
Damian Wayne/Robin: As of now, I'm a vegetarian and this is Bat-cow.
Damian Wayne/Robin: Father. I'd imagined you taller.
Damian Wayne/Robin: Don't patronize me, or I'll break your face.
Damian Wayne/Robin: Pompous old man. My father will break you into little pieces... when I tell him you're back
Damian Wayne/Robin: Tomorrow belongs to Batman.
Damian Wayne/Robin: I was expecting scary. Not gay.
Damian Wayne/Robin:Sure, after everything we've been through I get it - he's my father and he wants to protect me from the big, bad Joker. But if anybody needs protection, it's the wing, reds, and girls
Damian Wayne/Robin: Father,
I'm sure you'll be angry with me for disobeying you again but I don't care, I will not let you fight Leviathan alone. you need me and I will always be at your side.
Damian Wayne/Robin:I'm sure you didn't leave your hole tonight thinking you'd get your ass kicked by a ten-year-old
It's not that I hate you... it's just, put it this way. If you were on fire and I had water, I'd drink it.
That moment of joy when you see your food coming in a restaurant...
Some people were dropped as a baby. You were clearly thrown at a wall.
Friends: Never ask for anything to eat or drink.
Best friends: Helps themselves and are the reason why you have no food.
Friends: Would bail you out of jail.
Best friends: Would be sitting next to you sayin "DAMN! We fucked up!"
Friends: Ask to borrow your stuff.
Best friends: Keep your stuff for so long they think it's theirs.
Friends: Would knock on your front door.
Best friends: Walk right in and say "I'M HOME.
Friends: You have to tell them not to tell anyone.
Best friends: Already know not to tell.
Friends: Will be there to take your drink away from you when they think you've had enough.
Best friends: Will look at you stumbling all over the place and say, "Bitch drink the rest of that! You know we don't waste!"
Excuses never please anyone but the person giving them.
Those who stand for nothingfall for anything.
There are no shortcuts to any place worth going.
Don't let what others think decide who you are.
Stand up for what is right, even if you are standing alone
You can know someone better in a moment of honesty than you ever can in a lifetime of lies.
Don't let your life wait for other people.
When in doubt, duck. When certain don't bother, because you're already screwed.
Instead of waiting for life to get better, do something about it.
You never know when you're making a memory.
Truly anything is possible when you follow your heart. The sky is no longer the limit.
Dance like no one is watching.
Write like no one is gonna read your words.
BE YOURSELF. It's hard to be someone else anyway.
Even before you say sorry (volunteer or otherwise), think about how you would feel in their shoes. THEN you can properly say sorry.