... a decent Suikoden fanfic?
Interested mostly because I've been finding nothing but shorts and/or stuff that doesn't really measure up, and I've become interested in the matter again since I've finally scraped together enough cash to replace my broken PS2 and get S:Tactics (five isn't out over here yet, sadly).
Come to think of it, the same would apply for Disgaea and most console RPGs.
-Griever
When tact is required, use brute force. When force is required, use greater force.
When the greatest force is required, use your head. Surprise is everything. - The Book of Cataclysm

The Stories Men Tell (drabble-ish, Star Wars)
The Emperor hid the secret of Darth Vader's identity well. Only a tiny handful would know the truth, until that fateful day over Endor.
The story was put about that Palpatine had sent his apprentice, Darth Vader, to negotiate the final surrender of the Separatist leaders. To bring an end to the war, to bring peace to the galaxy. He said that the Jedi sent asassains, as part of their rebellion against the Senate, to eliminate Vader, to carry on the war. That they killed the Separatist leaders in an orgy of mad violence.
As far as the public knew, Anakin Skywalker and Obi-Wan Kenobi, heroes of the Clone Wars, died that day on Mustafar. Darth Vader simply appeared out of nowhere, already clad in the black armor that would be his trademark for twenty years of terror.
But I remember the truth. I remember the pain in his eyes. The fear he felt as he slid into the lava. And I remember, every night, picking up his lightsaber, turning my back on him, and walking away. Leaving him to die.
Every night I dream of it, out here in the desert, watching over his son. I dream, and I remember, and I hope that one day his nightmare will end.
-- From the journal of Ben Kenobi.
Watched 'Revenge of the Sith' for the first time the other day, and this popped into my head.--
"I give you the beautiful... the talented... the tirelessly atomic-powered...
R!
DOROTHY!
WAYNERIGHT!
--
Sucrose Octanitrate.
Proof positive that with sufficient motivation, you can make anything explode.

As the title says. City of Heroes material. I just finished this a while ago, in one massive straight-line burst. 's pretty short, but it took me a bit to get it where I wanted...and...and I probably shouldn't actually post it until I've had a day or so to stew and make edits. But...I'm impatient.
Well, more critically, I'd like permission to reference the Legendary...and a particular character from the team (Minuet Mac Hine), and if I get that, then I'd probably change the appropriate paragraph accordingly. Why the Legendary, and why Min? Well, it's about Syndesis, my DM/Regen scrapper.
"Fifty"
-- Acyl

Both in the description of Step X.
The link to Legion's Quest gives me a "www.schollnet.com could not be found" error, and the link to SME gives me a page containing only a non-breaking space...
(So, anyone have links to these fics that work?)

-Rob Kelk
--
Rob Kelk
"Governments have no right to question the loyalty of those who oppose
them. Adversaries remain citizens of the same state, common subjects of
the same sovereign, servants of the same law."

- Michael Ignatieff, addressing Stanford University in 2012

-- Bob
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I loot faster. -- Peggy Schroeck, D&D game, in response to a crisis situation that arises while she's searching the bodies of four recent opponents.

This is more of a joke sequence than anything else, and it came to me in the wake of writing something a bit more serious about Doug working with the Senshi. I'm not even sure if it will actually make it into the story at all, so I figured I might as well share it now. The setting is one of the classic all-Senshi study sessions. Enjoy.

For some reason I can only post when I'm at work. When I try to post from home, I get a timeout after clicking the submit button. I tried three different browsers across two different operating systems. Weird...

Well. I exhibit no surprise.
Ja, -n

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"Puripuri puripuri... Bang!"

These were the winners of the Anime Boston 2006 AMV contest. There were a lot of *damn* fine AMVs this year, and except for the drama winner I was rooting for all of these.
Drama: Lost Ones - "Change the World" by Anberlin, set to The Place Promised in Our Early Days.
Fun/Upbeat/Other: Foxman Begins - Batman Begins trailer audio set to Naruto. This one had the entire crowd laughing hysterically.
Romance: Conter Les Heures - "Halleujah" as covered by Rufus Wainwright set to Chrono Cross. Very well done, however beware the spoilage.
Comedy: Fullmetal Hell - Various clips set to the Fullmetal Alchemist movie. Even for someone like me who has zero interest in FA this was incredibly funny.
Best Editing: true:FICTION - "Das Omen" and "Lauf der Zeit" by E Nomine set to various anime. The sheer amount of clips and technical wizardry in this AMV is astounding.
Action and Best of Show: Hold Me Now - Hall Om Mig by Nanne Gronnvall set to Princess Tutu. My friends and I were ecstatic that this won; in fact, it is quite possibly the best AMV any of us had seen. Watch it. NOW.
Side note: strangely enough, there were a large number of Bon Jovi AMVs this year; at least three or four.*********
Touched By His Noodly Appendage
www.venganza.org

The Flu Pandemic
by Greg Henkel
Performed by The Flying Fish Sailors

It was the Flu pandemic
And it swept the whole world wide
It caught soldiers and civilians
And they died, died, died!
Whether theyre lying in the trenches
Or lying in their beds
Twenty million of them got it
And theyre dead, dead, dead!

There was a soldier on the battleground in 1917
He turned there to his buddy
with his face a ghastly green
He said We made it both through Paeschendale,
the Somme, and Flanders too
But now my numbers up my lad
for Ive gone and caught the flu
chorus
Well a nurse was in the hospital
when Tommy was brought in,
When he sneezed she caught a face full
that was flying in the wind
She wrote a letter home to England
to tell them of her plight
But the letter never got there
cause the Postman too had died
chorus
From the meadowlands of Somerset
and oer the bounding main
To the shores of old Americay
they sung the same refrain
Mother, fathers, uncles and aunts
as well as the odd nephew
Brothers and sisters and bosses and lovers
were all got by the flu
chorus
Well a farmer out in China
watched his family dropping down
And a businessman in Cairo
hit the street without a sound
And an eager little Bolshevik in old Sevastapol
couldnt keep up his grinnin at Lenin
as Comrade Virus took its toll
chorus