A Kingdom Hearts Fanfic I've been working on!
Posted on: April 18, 2010 - 3:38am
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A Kingdom Hearts Fanfic I've been working on!
I love fanfiction... I've also become somewhat mildly obsessed with Kingdom Hearts, especially with the Sora~Riku pairings. About this time last year I discovered a wicked story that was like playing a third game to the series, but within in my head. Haha with the added goodness of Sora~Riku.
Needless to say I've still not finished it, two more chapters to go and I will have read the entire fic. *sniff* It saddens me. Anyways, from that came an idea. I've been wanting to write a fanfiction for, well, as long as I can remember. Just never found anything that struck my fancy. But, with that story... Oooh, btw~ "Hourglass" www.fanfiction.net. That was the story. As I was saying, it triggered something.
So, for a year now it's been stuck in my head. Hopefully I'll finish it, most of my endeavors all end up dissipating with the never ending melodrama of life. As of the current moment I've only a few parts written. But, we shall see. I decided I would post it here as well. Hmm! Dunno why, just because! hehe ^_^ It's a little depressing, so bare with! It's just the Prologue. It picks up later. I want this to actually follow shortly after the second game, but with a foreboding future in store! hehe
So, here it is! Woot!
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Disclaimer:
I don't own Kingdom Hearts or any characters/sub~characters that lie within. As such, any other characters that are mentioned later do not belong to me. They belong to Disney, Square, etc.
A/N:
While writing this I listened to "Grace" from the anime 'Jin-Roh: Wolf Brigade' and "A Far Cry" from the anime 'Escaflowne'.
I am not completely sure where I want to take this just yet. But, for almost a year now this has been stuck in my head. I am obsessed with KH, I have beaten KH/KH2 recently purchased KH:re-Chain of Memories, and adore Sora~Riku pairings.
Try not to hate me too much!
^_^ Smiles Lies! ~_^
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Prologue-
Slowly she walked. She felt it, the cringe; she hadn't felt it since that day... It was so long ago, but she remembered it well, how could she forget it?
He was never the same after that day. It took weeks before he even mentioned what happened and months before a chuckle so much as left his mouth, but a smile. Never has a smile come across his face since. She was half way across the galaxy when it happened. She couldn't have done a single thing, but she knew. It was as though an ice cold hand had grabbed her heart at the same instant...
Same as this time, she suddenly felt weak. Tears began pouring down her face. The forest seemed so much longer than before. How? How could this not have been safe? Not many knew the location of the dwarves old hut. He should've been fine hidden away here.
In a clearing not far a head she saw the faint glow of orange fire. Finally, she had made it. She stood still… Watching, listening for what seemed like hours but had only been minutes. She had to make sure the way was safe before going on.
When there was no movement, she forced the tears to stop. Knowing she had to see with her own eyes before she would believe it. She started walking again. Her legs were shaking as they carried her weakly, closer to the hut. She saw the windows, candlelight was flickering from within. The door was wide open.
At the sight of it from the outside, no movement, the quiet, the candles still lit, and the door open... She knew without a doubt something had gone awfully wrong! Again the tears came, the hand holding her heart had become more frozen.
"Oh please, oh god!!! I don't want to." she said.
She had lost so much, so many people over the last few years. This would devastate her. She went to the door and though she knew she had to go further, she couldn't budge. She looked to the ground for something, anything that would reassure her that he would be ok, that nothing was terribly wrong. But, no comfort was to be found; only the barren soil that lay before the entrance. The hollow feeling of sadness never releasing its grip on her heart.
With no absolution to be found, she raised her head. Her labyrinthine emotions began to spiral out of control. She began to tremble as she turned her head to look inside. The sheer force of what she saw sent her to the ground, grabbing her waist wrenching in pain and sorrow! She brought her knees as close to her chest as possible and wrapped her arms around herself. In the fetal position she laid on cold ground.
Her sobs were uncontrollable; she couldn't stop the onslaught of tears and dry heaves. She felt as though she were suffocating, gagging each time she tried to catch her breathe. Her mind was flooded with images of days long past, at light speed her emotions traveled with each memory. Thoughts of "why?" and "I should have!" began invading. Everything around her began to spin and black enveloped her. In moments she soon passed out.
She woke an hour later, her face sticky from the dried up tears. Never had she felt so exhausted, her spirit so broken. Her eyes puffy from all the tears had blurred her vision. She made a feeble attempt to push herself off the ground, her legs wavering for a second; her muscles frail from the sobs and her exasperated struggle to breath. She stood wearily for a few moments, trying desperately to gain enough courage to continue.
When resolve had taken over, her willpower came back to her. She took a step inside and instantly gasped bringing her hand to her mouth, keeping it there in the hopes it would keep her from vomiting and the sobs from taking over. With tear filled eyes she walked ever so slowly across the tiny room.
The figure across the room lay still, sitting in a chair hunkered over a table: A candle on either side of him, an open book under his face and chest, a quill in his right hand that lie on a bloodstained page of the same side never finishing what was being written, his left slightly holding onto a keyblade and his face still staring intently into the direction of said keyblade. The candles flickered slightly as she made her approach to the body.
At her final steps she noticed a single wound on the center of his back, a deep hole that surely went straight through, only something very sharp and with a fine edge could have made such a wound. Without a doubt she knew who had been there, who had killed her one and only person she cared about left in the galaxy.
Over his shoulder she peered, instantly recognizing the keyblade, for such a dark keyblade it held no presence of evil intent. Looking to her right, her eyes again filled with that incessant water. She read what he had been writing. How horrible to be writing what he was and never finishing it. It was beyond words to describe how utterly saddening it was. What he had been writing, was a letter to someone they both held dear.
His name came clear to her mind, no fog to shroud his face. As though he had been there all along she could see him. Wrapping wings around his departed love, cradling him like an angel. He wept tears that would never touch solid ground. Only in death could they truly be together.
She let herself go to the overpowering emptiness she now felt. She slowly slid to the ground, she began to weep. Mourning her departed friend, she grieved to the heavens. She rocked back and forth as she cried over her dead companions.
"Oh~~~~Riku. I'm… I'm so, so-sorry!"
Needless to say I've still not finished it, two more chapters to go and I will have read the entire fic. *sniff* It saddens me. Anyways, from that came an idea. I've been wanting to write a fanfiction for, well, as long as I can remember. Just never found anything that struck my fancy. But, with that story... Oooh, btw~ "Hourglass" www.fanfiction.net. That was the story. As I was saying, it triggered something.
So, for a year now it's been stuck in my head. Hopefully I'll finish it, most of my endeavors all end up dissipating with the never ending melodrama of life. As of the current moment I've only a few parts written. But, we shall see. I decided I would post it here as well. Hmm! Dunno why, just because! hehe ^_^ It's a little depressing, so bare with! It's just the Prologue. It picks up later. I want this to actually follow shortly after the second game, but with a foreboding future in store! hehe
So, here it is! Woot!
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Disclaimer:
I don't own Kingdom Hearts or any characters/sub~characters that lie within. As such, any other characters that are mentioned later do not belong to me. They belong to Disney, Square, etc.
A/N:
While writing this I listened to "Grace" from the anime 'Jin-Roh: Wolf Brigade' and "A Far Cry" from the anime 'Escaflowne'.
I am not completely sure where I want to take this just yet. But, for almost a year now this has been stuck in my head. I am obsessed with KH, I have beaten KH/KH2 recently purchased KH:re-Chain of Memories, and adore Sora~Riku pairings.
Try not to hate me too much!
^_^ Smiles Lies! ~_^
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Prologue-
Slowly she walked. She felt it, the cringe; she hadn't felt it since that day... It was so long ago, but she remembered it well, how could she forget it?
He was never the same after that day. It took weeks before he even mentioned what happened and months before a chuckle so much as left his mouth, but a smile. Never has a smile come across his face since. She was half way across the galaxy when it happened. She couldn't have done a single thing, but she knew. It was as though an ice cold hand had grabbed her heart at the same instant...
Same as this time, she suddenly felt weak. Tears began pouring down her face. The forest seemed so much longer than before. How? How could this not have been safe? Not many knew the location of the dwarves old hut. He should've been fine hidden away here.
In a clearing not far a head she saw the faint glow of orange fire. Finally, she had made it. She stood still… Watching, listening for what seemed like hours but had only been minutes. She had to make sure the way was safe before going on.
When there was no movement, she forced the tears to stop. Knowing she had to see with her own eyes before she would believe it. She started walking again. Her legs were shaking as they carried her weakly, closer to the hut. She saw the windows, candlelight was flickering from within. The door was wide open.
At the sight of it from the outside, no movement, the quiet, the candles still lit, and the door open... She knew without a doubt something had gone awfully wrong! Again the tears came, the hand holding her heart had become more frozen.
"Oh please, oh god!!! I don't want to." she said.
She had lost so much, so many people over the last few years. This would devastate her. She went to the door and though she knew she had to go further, she couldn't budge. She looked to the ground for something, anything that would reassure her that he would be ok, that nothing was terribly wrong. But, no comfort was to be found; only the barren soil that lay before the entrance. The hollow feeling of sadness never releasing its grip on her heart.
With no absolution to be found, she raised her head. Her labyrinthine emotions began to spiral out of control. She began to tremble as she turned her head to look inside. The sheer force of what she saw sent her to the ground, grabbing her waist wrenching in pain and sorrow! She brought her knees as close to her chest as possible and wrapped her arms around herself. In the fetal position she laid on cold ground.
Her sobs were uncontrollable; she couldn't stop the onslaught of tears and dry heaves. She felt as though she were suffocating, gagging each time she tried to catch her breathe. Her mind was flooded with images of days long past, at light speed her emotions traveled with each memory. Thoughts of "why?" and "I should have!" began invading. Everything around her began to spin and black enveloped her. In moments she soon passed out.
She woke an hour later, her face sticky from the dried up tears. Never had she felt so exhausted, her spirit so broken. Her eyes puffy from all the tears had blurred her vision. She made a feeble attempt to push herself off the ground, her legs wavering for a second; her muscles frail from the sobs and her exasperated struggle to breath. She stood wearily for a few moments, trying desperately to gain enough courage to continue.
When resolve had taken over, her willpower came back to her. She took a step inside and instantly gasped bringing her hand to her mouth, keeping it there in the hopes it would keep her from vomiting and the sobs from taking over. With tear filled eyes she walked ever so slowly across the tiny room.
The figure across the room lay still, sitting in a chair hunkered over a table: A candle on either side of him, an open book under his face and chest, a quill in his right hand that lie on a bloodstained page of the same side never finishing what was being written, his left slightly holding onto a keyblade and his face still staring intently into the direction of said keyblade. The candles flickered slightly as she made her approach to the body.
At her final steps she noticed a single wound on the center of his back, a deep hole that surely went straight through, only something very sharp and with a fine edge could have made such a wound. Without a doubt she knew who had been there, who had killed her one and only person she cared about left in the galaxy.
Over his shoulder she peered, instantly recognizing the keyblade, for such a dark keyblade it held no presence of evil intent. Looking to her right, her eyes again filled with that incessant water. She read what he had been writing. How horrible to be writing what he was and never finishing it. It was beyond words to describe how utterly saddening it was. What he had been writing, was a letter to someone they both held dear.
His name came clear to her mind, no fog to shroud his face. As though he had been there all along she could see him. Wrapping wings around his departed love, cradling him like an angel. He wept tears that would never touch solid ground. Only in death could they truly be together.
She let herself go to the overpowering emptiness she now felt. She slowly slid to the ground, she began to weep. Mourning her departed friend, she grieved to the heavens. She rocked back and forth as she cried over her dead companions.
"Oh~~~~Riku. I'm… I'm so, so-sorry!"
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The Worst Foe Lies Within The Self... ~ Parasite Eve
"Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin van-guarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V." -V For Vendetta <3
Hehehe! Well, that's a possible future! ~_^ And, I kinda pulled a meanie there. Instead of bashing Kairi, she is of the moment the main character, I doubt I'll bash her at all actually. Also, there is a little more to the prologue.
Umm! They're both actually dead! Oops? *hides* Anyways, it's not till I reveal the letter that you know who died first. Who done it and how did the other one die? That's tricky! Honestly, my brain hasn't even figured that one out yet! LMAO!
The Worst Foe Lies Within The Self... ~ Parasite Eve
Kairi-
It was mid day; the sun was at its peak. Such a pleasant day. The clouds were sparse, leaving the sky to be a glorious shade of azure blue. A breeze flowed gently through the trees of the Archipelago of Fate, otherwise known asDestiny
Islands
All along the cluster of islands were smiling faces, children laughing: Mothers doing their laundry and gossiping whilst the fathers engrossing themselves in lawn care around the huts, and the children playing or swimming in the crystal clear blue waters. It would be hard not to enjoy yourself with so much happiness around.
Near the center of the small set of islands sat a girl on the beach. Though the sand was gritty and coarse, she found it quite relaxing. The ocean was calm, small waves were lapping at her feet just enough to cover them, and the serene wind ever so slightly moving strands of her carnelian colored hair. As cozy as the red head may have looked, her mind was all but lost deep in troubled thought.
She looked across a small span of water toward a smaller island. Her gaze fixed on a simple, yet somewhat, welcoming tree. It was a friendly tree with smooth bark, not too big, a few branches wide enough for a couple people to sit comfortable, with just enough shade to keep you cool on hot days, and sometimes baring the cherished Paopu fruit.
It had been nine months since their return home to the island. And though they had been gone for almost a year it was as though they hadn’t been gone at all. Nothing had changed; everything remained just as they had left it. It was refreshing to the trio in one aspect, but in retrospect it was more of a relief to Riku and Sora.
With everything the two had gone through and the close to three years they had been away, it was nice to come back to tame, and warmhearted familiarity they yearned for. At times it may have been exciting, but they needed a break from all the new. Their spirits needed rest. Home was the perfect place for their hardships to be forgotten and their hearts to be put at ease.
With the worlds of the galaxy at peace and the battle with Xemnas behind them, Kairi was ecstatic to be back on the island. The three of them finally together again! Alas, it was not to last. Not, but two months from their arrival Kairi and Donald were strolling down the beach when a letter floated from the sky and landed at their feet, the kings insignia striking a chord of fear.
She took the letter unopened to Sora. He waited till the trio could read it together, along with Donald and Goofy. A fleeting hope was shattered when Sora began reading what King Mickey had written. He petitioned a meeting with Sora urging him to bring Donald and Goofy along to the castle with him. And though Sora didn’t show it, she knew he was disheartened by the kings’ letter, his bright smile never faltering.
A few days after his departure Goofy and Donald returned to the island. Sora sent them to look after Kairi and Riku. He was just going on a simple reconnaissance mission, nothing to worry about; he was not expected to be gone for any length of time. He disappeared not long after.
When Sora did not come back and there was no word from him stating he was fine, Riku went to Disney Castle to inquire as to his where abouts, the purpose, and details of his mission taking Goofy with him. Kairi was left with Donald as his charge. He never did come back; he sent a letter a few weeks after his departure stating that he and Goofy had been given a mission to locate Sora. His trail was hard to follow, but he assured her he would come back with Sora in due time.
It seemed like yesterday that the three of them were sitting on that tree talking about sailing away into the unknown. And now that dream so far away, she wished how they could just go back to being adolescent kids with no worries. Everyday at the same time and at that same spot she would sit hoping beyond all hopes that she would find one of them there, and though the days passed she never gave up, still waiting. She would bide her time, patiently.
“Has it really been three months, three months with no word from Riku and still no Sora?”
A couple seagulls flew overhead casting a shadow over her face breaking her daze just long enough for her to hear the faint footsteps walking through the sand in her direction.
“Heeeeyyy, KAIRI!!!”
Her thoughts were interrupted... She turned to see a smiling brown haired girl in a yellow sundress coming toward her. It was none other then energetic Selphie. She may get overly excited and a little spastic at times, even so. She was very caring and a great friend. Something that Kairi needed at the moment.
"Hi Selphie!" she greeted.
"How are you?"
She smiled bleakly.
Kairi nodded.
"You were just thinking about him, weren't you?"
"No, I was actually thinking about Sora. I miss him so much right now. It seems every time I get him back, he leaves me."
Selphie looked at her blankly for a moment, then...
"Kairi, are you feeling alright? Maybe you've been in the sun too long today, we should get you home, k?"
“It's alright Selphie, I’m fine. I mean it. It's just that days like this, I wish I could go back to playing on the island, just the three of us, when we had nothing to hurt us and our imagination ran wild. Remember how Riku used to challenge Sora? They raced and play wrestled, even though they tried to make it look as real as possible, we all knew they weren’t being serious. In those days Sora was his happiest and Riku his most smug!” She giggled while saying the last part.
This time Selphie put a hand to Kairi's forehead.
"Hmm!?! No! Nothing strange. You're not at all hot. I don't get it."
Kairi gave her a quizzical look.
"Kairi, I’m sorry, really! I'm just at a loss! Who's Sora?"
She jumped with a start, it was happening again!
The Worst Foe Lies Within The Self... ~ Parasite Eve
"Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin van-guarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V." -V For Vendetta <3
Truthfully, I can't wait to write some more, hehe!!! I wanna know where it's going, lol! But, then technically I do. It's all jumbled like a puzzle, I just have to fit the pieces together!
The Worst Foe Lies Within The Self... ~ Parasite Eve
So, you should post the next chapitre (<-- that's how they say it in Canada, apparently) sooon!^_^
"Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin van-guarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V." -V For Vendetta <3
It will be written and posted tonight! Woot! I have 1 scene I wanna finish and 2 more to write and it will be done! lol
The Worst Foe Lies Within The Self... ~ Parasite Eve
So, post the next chapitre soon..!! <3333
"Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin van-guarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V." -V For Vendetta <3
Mind you that I've been going at it since the time I woke up. On top of Tessa, the dogs, and everything else it has taken me all day. LMAO!!! I have a headache now, but I am pleased with myself, hehe. But, I have to say... It's a little longer than the others, so I'm going to have to put the web address on here, it's easier that way, lol.
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5902827/1/Labyrinthine_Cogs_Of_Fate_Time_And...
Hope you enjoy, lol. Let me know what you think! ^_^
The Worst Foe Lies Within The Self... ~ Parasite Eve
"Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin van-guarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V." -V For Vendetta <3
"Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin van-guarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V." -V For Vendetta <3
Oh, and hopefully it won't be as long, but then I'm not so sure. I've already seen a couple parts in my head that, well needless to say could make the chapter long. Either way, this next one is exciting, hehe! Or, well I think it is.
The Worst Foe Lies Within The Self... ~ Parasite Eve
Wow... once again, 7:20 in the morning, and I haven't gone to bed yet... I'm such an insomniac... or I'm just obsessed with German soaps... (Alles Was Zahlt... I've watched over 100 episodes in ten hours, counting the middle of the nightr last night and the night before. It's insane..) I'm not even tired yet.... oh well. ;D I'll go to bed later. xD
So anyway-- Yeah. Keep being awesome!! <333
"Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin van-guarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V." -V For Vendetta <3
I'm really surprised at that. I didn't think it was going to be that long. How surprised I was, I think I am going to have to divide it up somehow and make it two chapters or a two part chapter. I'm still not even done. I need to tweak some of the last part and I have one more scene I have to write, maybe two. Gah!!!
So, no worries. I've not stopped, just haven't finished the chapter to post it yet! haha I'll be done soon I should hope, lmao!
The Worst Foe Lies Within The Self... ~ Parasite Eve
'Can't wait to read it. ^_^ **high-fives for amazingness** When I write. in both books I'm writing, I make all of the chapitres two part, switching POV.
i/e:
~+Chapitre One+~
*~Asher's POV~*
(wordswordswordswords..............)
~*Kale's POV*~
(wordswordswordswords..............)
~+Chapitre Two+~
~*Asher's POV*~
......and so on.
But yeah. If the chapitre is so long, making it multiple part isn't a bad idea. ;3
"Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin van-guarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V." -V For Vendetta <3
Anyways, I knew the letter was going to be its own chapter... But, the 4th chapter has now turned into 3 parts. The letter and the first part are posted! Woot! The second part I still have to write and the third is finished. But, I can't post the third till the second is written, lmao!
That is how it played out in my head while writing. So, I hope you enjoy!
The Worst Foe Lies Within The Self... ~ Parasite Eve
The Worst Foe Lies Within The Self... ~ Parasite Eve
I assume I click on the same link as before, seeing as there is no link spammage there. ^
I shall go and read it now!!^_^
"Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin van-guarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V." -V For Vendetta <3
*high-five*
^_^
"Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin van-guarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V." -V For Vendetta <3