Xaldin III

Kenji awoke on the gummi ship, looking around. (Sorry guys, what I miss?)

Zane teleported a distance from the warriors, Yon still chained up beside him. "NOW THE MOMENT OF TRUTH BABY!" Zane stabbed Yon in the heart, absorbing his heart into Zane's dark keyblade. Yon choked in agony as Zane impaled himself in the heart, energy surging into his body. A huge wave of energy expelled from the fusion, killing several of the closest warriors, not discriminating between light and darkness. Zane had grown from a teen into a ghostly pale young man with solid black eyes. His once short purple hair now was very lengthy (lets just say Super Saiyan 3 esque) and muscles now slightly stretched his black cloak. In his right hand he held his own keyblade of darkness while his dominant left hand wielded Yon's long stained-glass keyblade. Zane's old machete was jammed into Yon's body. Zane's voice was deeper and more mature as his calm voice suprisingly boomed across the battlefield. "The X-blade is a weak weapon, so weak that it can be controlled. The balance of it makes it merely a tool. A true weapon is unstable and horrifying, not a tool but a deliveree of chaos and death. Allow me to demonstrate." Zane began floating as his keyblades spun around him, hands held to the sky. "Meteor." A hail of massive flaming boulders shot from space, they were destroyable, but any blocking would prove futile.

This. Same reason YMX already looked like Terra, I guess.

The Beast made it to Hollow Bastion through sheer will alone because he lost Belle. If Sora's mom has a strong enough heart, she can do it as well.

WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY???????? My favorite is Xaldin because of his loner personality, his... interesting hair, manliness, the wind is awesome, and I felt that his boss battle was put the most work into, with the dramatic wind physics and the Lancer's manipulation of all six lances at once. I also loved all the past dragoon FF references with the shape of his sideburns and the stance of the dragoon nobodies. Saix comes second (in command as well) with his excellent portrayal of real Norse berserkers, and his blue, moon-elemental flames were a perfect contrast to Axel. Here's hoping that KHIII will offer a better fight against him. Marluxia is also a big one on my list, since his element of flower is more symbolic of death. The lotus flower represents life and death, but Marluxia is the first to be seen in the cloak and hood (not counting final mix.) Black hooded figure + Scythe = Death

I loved the Silent Hill HD collection.

They didn't de-purple me ^_^

Egypt.

Needs more Xaldin.

I grew up loving Disney, but I admit its not what it used to be. Princess and the Frog was great, though. I wasn't exactly a Disney fanatic, but it had a huge impact of my young life.

You already made up to Tachiyoto before your heart expired. But seriously its never too late, but maybe you must first forgive yourself.

Final Fantasy IX was amazing *~* I apologize if I may have a free tongue, but I guess I'm a nice guy. You could help introduce me to SAO : D

First I wanna say I'm glad to see you back, Sikota! We had some interesting RPs a while back As for your decision, ultimately you'll have to follow your own heart. No matter what advice you get, you have to stay true to yourself. Don't let anyone change who you are. This is a strange concept to me; I've never sought a long distance relationship myself, since I need physical interaction with a mate. If you really feel for Neko-chan (Sodom...?) then show it. Don't deny your heart, bro. There was once a Japanese koan about a female monk who was beyond beautiful, even with a shaved head. Buddhist monks were not allowed to fall in love, yet all the male monks fell for this woman. One eventually wrote a letter to her confessing his love. Troubled, the female monk took the issue to their master and asked him how to respond. The next day after a temple sermon, the female monk stood and looked to the writer of the letter, saying, "If you love me, then embrace me now." The writer only looked away, embarassed. The Buddhist master rose and only said this: "If you love, then love openly."

Flow turned aroung and laid his heavy sword on his shoulder. "Fine. There is power in numbers, but you must find your own way. Even if that way is getting your stomach ripped apart by savage beings of darkness." Flow walked off calmly, deserting Silver to his own destiny. Later back the way he came, Flow set up camp in an area where the ground was an open space but a tangle of tree limbs hid the sky above. The man rested beside his blazing fire, easing his weary body.