SPOILER WARNING:

I will be depicting the end of the game a bit to try to prove to some people that I have in fact beaten this game. If you haven't finished the game yet, I suggest you start reading at "ONWARD!" You have been warned.

Before you read the 4th chapter of this growing-in-popularity fanfic, I would like to address some issues, and reviewers. First off, many people have been telling me about my misspellings of 'Flanoir', and mainly 'Raine'. I will be using the correct spelling from now on (because you people are so damn picky! (Just kidding)), and sense I strangely enjoy editing, I may as well go through my other chapters and correct these and other little errors of spelling and grammar. I'll just post the semi-revised chapters along with this one.

Now about my reviewers; Ryu Warrior should know that I have indeed finished Tales of Symphonia as I said in the first chapter. I can prove it: When Lloyd and company first 'visit' Welgaia, the city of angles, and find themselves imprisoned, Regal blasts through the bars Dragon-ball Z-style, and then Lloyd frees the others. Also, in the Tower of Salvation ruins, after the whole party has sacrificed their lives so Lloyd can get closer to the would-be-final-decisive-battle, he runs over a bridge that falls apart behind him as he also sprints past the arrows that are being shot at him from the sides. Once he crosses it, a small panel in the wall in front of him opens up and releases an arrow right at him, and he takes it right in the chest (was that an intense scene or what?). He eventually finds that the Snow Hare that he received from Colette in Flanoir, (or it could be Kratos' Locket or Zelos' Cruxis Crystal) took the arrow and saved his life. And to give you a brief ending of the game: After defeating two final bosses with a combined total H.P. of 115,000, you are treated to: a display of Lloyds' angelic, eagle-like wings, some awesome 'purely drawn anime' cut-scenes, which includes a disappointingly too-quick-for-the-eye view of all the Summon Spirits, Martel (who talks), and the Tree of Mana. You also get to listen to some of the most phenomenal music I've ever heard during the very long credits. I have beaten the game I rest my case.

Also, in response to Streek-has-returned471s idea of Genis being stuck in the Elevator of Salvation with all of the hornets, let me explain myself. That is a very good idea, and the exact same thought crossed my mind when I wrote that part; but I thought it would be impossible for anyone (even in a story like this) to be stuck in that elevator for 24 hours non-stop with a thousand angry hornets. So in the end I (the supreme editor of this story) decided to just slay them all, and have Genis get knocked unconscious. Which is where we start this chapter off. So, without further ado... I do not own Tales of Symphonia, its respective characters, the Tower of Salvation, or Monopoly.

ONWARD!

Genis woke with his head in a puddle of his own drool, sweat, and boogers (he was one of those let-it-all-out sleepers). He had been sleeping like this quite happily for a good 23 hours, 56 minutes, and 4 seconds (a technically correct 'day' if you will, but the elevator takes 24 hours.) when the level of organic material raised up to his face. He woke up instantly once it reached his face and he couldn't breathe anymore. "GASP!" He gasped, "Oh, NO! I can't believe did that again! I... wait a minute." By this point he was on his feet (and up to his ankles in the pool of bodily fluids) but he bent down, dipped his finger into the stuff, and put the finger into his mouth. After tasting it for a moment or two, he leapt with joy and hollered, "Whoopee! I didn't wet myself again!" The foolish half-elf then proceeded to remove all of his cloths, and take a bath in the mucky substance. He played like this until the elevator door opened.

All the bodily fluids poured out of the elevator, and left a quite naked, quite shocked Genis sitting inside. Raine looked up from the page of notes she was working on at the entrance of the elevator. Well, she actually looked down because she was sitting high atop a 20 foot high mountain of pencils that had all been sharpened down to the erasers. Right next to her elbow was the tip of another mountain, only this one consisted of papers filled front and back with notes. (Note to nerds: ignore the fact that at an altitude of infinity there would be lots of wind and no air to breath this high up (Also ignore my assumption that there could be wind with no air.).) Being used to the things her brother did, Raine said cooly, "I'm not even going to ask. PURIFY!"

BLING!

Genis looked himself over; his clothes were back on, he was completely clean, and his mess was nowhere to be found. "Wow! How did ya do that!" stammered the little weirdo.

"You were such a disgusting mess," The RESEARCHer explained, "that as the laws of nature go, you were considered to have the condition of 'Deadly Poisoned'."

"I don't understand!" Genis complained.

"I'm sorry you were born with a small brain; but there's nothing I can really do about tha-"

"No!" Genis said cutting her off, "I mean I don't understand where you got all those pencils from! And how do you sharpen them?"

"Oh that." The Professor said. The pencil that she had been using had by this time run down to the point where it was unusable. She dropped it onto the pile of others like it, reached into her hair, and drew out a new pencil which she immediately shoved into her ear. There was a noise of an electric pencil sharpener that sounded as though it was very low on battery power. She then resumed writing, and spoke, "And the pencil shavings provide me with all the food I need!" She explained happily. "You'd be surprised as to all the stuff you can keep in your hair. You may not know it, but Kratos's hair holds all of our-"

"I'm thirsty!" He complained, apparently uninterested in what she had to say about 'hair containment' (he had after all just finished sweating, drooling, and sub-consciously blowing his nose for a long time, and he's only got so much fluid in him).

"Sorry, no water up here, but if you want a bite," She offered him the pencil, "then you're welcome to it."

"So what else is up here aside from you and your stuff." He inquired, forgetting he was almost dehydrated and that free 'food' was being offered to him.

"Well," The Professor started, hopping off her high perch at the same time, "there is something over here that I couldn't figure out." Genis got on all fours, got out of the elevator, and followed her, spitting over the edge of the tower in the process. The Elevator of Salvation once again started to descend to the ground.

Meanwhile, back on the ground...

The others all had long beards that went down to their feet, and were still playing their little game of Monopoly. Lloyd was down to 50 cents, owned no properties, and his little thimble had been sitting on Jail for so long, that a tiny spider had started to spin a little web on it. So, he figured this was a considerably good time to start preaching another one of his 'this sucks so hard' speeches.

"This sucks so HARD!" He started off, getting to his feet, "I'm sick and tired of playing this damn game! What's the point of playing this damn game if we've lost half of the pieces! I'm sick and tired of always landing on a property and having to give up the precious few pennies that I've worked so hard to get! What's the point of playing this damn game if Sheena's rich to the extent that she even owns the Free Parking space! I'm sick and tired of playing and not being allowed to be the banker! What's the point of playing this damn game if I don't even get to touch the money! I'm sick and tired of not collecting $200! What's the point of playing this damn game if Genis ate the corner of the board! And most of all;" He then tore off his beard, "I'm sick and tired of playing Monopoly and Dress-Up at the SAME DAMN TIME!"

"So are you going to roll and try to get doubles and get out of jail or not?" Kratos asked on cue; this was the eighteenth that Lloyd had gone through this little speech of his.

"O.K." Lloyd said dully as he tossed the single trick dice of Colette's that now only landed on 5. "Damn." Lloyd said, still baffled as to how he hadn't rolled doubles after 18 tries.

This process would have continued for who-knows-how-long but it was not to be. For at that very moment, the ball of saliva that Genis had hacked up, was now speeding toward the ground at about warp five, and accelerating. It hit ground-zero right smack in the middle of the Monopoly board and brought the infinity times 2 force down with it. A crater the size of Palmacosta was instantly created the, Monopoly board and all of it's respective pieces were reduced to a tiny yet neat little pile of atoms, everyone was knocked unconscious, and it started to rain.

When they came to, Lloyd began acting very much like Cartmen at the end very of South Park: Bigger, Longer, & Uncut, and started dropping the F-bomb, the N-bomb, the (I can't say)-bomb, and all the other foul words you can and cannot think of. Realizing the increasing possibility of getting hurt while Lloyd was like this, Kratos ran for the Elevator of Salvation, and immediately started pushing the only button on the inside.

"Oh, yea! I almost for-(F-bomb)ing-got; while you're having a shit(F-bomb)ing time up there," He then threw a rather sharp and pointed pair of scissors at Kratos who barely dodged it, "give shit-headed-self a (F-bomb)ing hair cut, BITCH!"

The door closed and began to carry a very scarred Kratos up to the heavens.

"Great job." Sheena commented in a subtly sarcastic tone, "You chased him off."

"Yeah, I know." Lloyd said, returned to his normal self, Now we can have sex!"

It was to be many days before he regained consciousness.

FIN!

Well, that's all for the fourth chapter in this story, and by my reconings, there should be about 3 left, so I suppose this means the half-way point is already past us.

Sorry about so much of the foul language all of the sudden at the end there, I was just thinking to myself how this story hadn't lived up to it's rating so far. So I threw in a couple cuss words in there for good measure. After all, I figure that people are more likely to read something that is rated 'T' as opposed to something that is rated 'K+' (at least that's the way things are for me), so I guess this way I get more readers. You may consider me to be a bit of a swindler at this point, but aren't you glad you've been reading this?

Chapter five up soon. R&R!