Disclaimer:
I, in no way, shape, thought, scribble, or form claim rights to the property belonging to Bandai and Level-5 and Studio Ghibli. I'm simply marveling and joining in celebration over such a lovely JRPG. Thanks. Now, don't steal my OC, please. I'll eat you.
S.
We had traveled so far... my feet hurt. But my legs wouldn't stop - it was as if they were on automatic. Occaisionally, over the hardened Autumnia ground, we would stumble. I didn't help that first day we disembarked that bloody Sea Cow everyone had managed to get sea legs. We wobbled around and fell over in battle if th wind so much as whispered. I didn't miss this place. I couldn't. How could I, if it were even possible for me to? I didn't want to see the Prince. I didn't want to see my old home. I didn't want to even smell the smoggy air that could probably suffocate a papa sasquash if left there long enough. I'm fairly sure that those born in Hamelin that don't have rubber, mechanical lungs are quickly operated on and given a pair. I should ask someone ...
Truely though, the only good thing that has come from this whole ordeal on Autumnia thus far has been my new familiar, Robert, that just went from a tin-man to an iron-man about half an hour ago.
"So, this is it; this is Hamelin!" I heard an excited Oliver yelled above the clanking machinery. I didn't want to be here. I wanted to be anywhere but here, really. The smog-filled air was far from comforting, and I could taste the copper already. Loud, drenched in a military background – this wasn't my home to begin with. Nevertheless, doesn't mean the stupid idiot was running it right, either. I heard the rest of the oo's and ahh's of the younger ones, and I grumbled.
"Really. It's not all it's cracked up to be. Smog so thick it could coat your lungs in a second… and everyone is so uptight…"
"Hey, hey! Get out of the way, please!"
And that's when it gets fuzzy.
So here I am.
It's been long overdue that I started this hobby back up.
I realize that most of the fan-base is SwainexEsther - believe me, I ship that shit harder than Johnlock. But please respect that while I wait on finishing the game before I complete this story and before I do a SwainexEsther idea. So please, no flamies :)
S.