HowAreYaBud

3 was the best, 2 was prettty fun.

Okay, I got it.

Sorry, guess I didn't say it the right way... It says "This module and this rom are not compatible" Even if I load the rom.

With the FE8 editor, when I load any of the modules onto nightmare, it says that the module isn't compatible. None of the original data shows up. And how do you save the changes you make?

That was awesome.

Alright, that just sounds way too good.

Carrotz.

CANAZ WEZ ALLZ GONNAZ DIEZ

Fruit. Pears suck.

Liez. You're not FEFL you're Yuna.

No, you're a bitch for posting in the actual story thread, not in the feedback. gawd! TT_TT

RU RU RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN

It sucks to be me anyway Thanks.

Chapter 3 "Uh..." I hesitated. I started walking away as if I hadn't realized he was talking to me, but he ran over and caught me. "Rayken, how have you been?" He was about my size, not short, but not tall. I had instantly recognized him, off course, because he was Gram, a rival from my childhood. We had absolutely despised each other, and we competed in everything. And when I say everything, I mean everything. We had contests to see who could eat the fastest, to see who could run the fastest, to see who was stronger, even to see who could stand for a longer amount of time. He won most of the contests, but I always won the standing contest. He just couldn't sit, or stand, for very long. He had loads of energy, all the time. "Uh... hey Gram. I've been fine. You?" I started sweating. I had been avoiding him these past seven years since I had left Alanyia. I wanted nothing to do with his contests. Partly because I always lost, mostly because I was just sic and tired of them. "Not bad at all. Hey, what's with the sweat? Afraid I might challenge you to a contest? Don't worry." He chuckled, "We're adults now, past all that rivalry stuff. To tell you the truth, I was getting tired of it too." "I suppose so..." I muttered. "So, you're... eighteen now, right?" He asked. "Yeah. What about you?" I honestly didn't remember how long it had been since I left home. "I'm nineteen." It wasn't until he started looking through it that I noticed he had a brown sack with him. He pulled something wrapped in red paper out of it, and handed it to me. "Take this. It might help you soon." "What is it?" I asked. "It's... well, how 'bout you find out for yourself? Anyway, I gotta go." I stopped sweating, and he started to. I wondered what he was so nervous about. He ran out of the town, like he was in a hurry.

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oh sh-

lolwut

three is bad. SEven is where it's at.

http://i95.photobucket.com/albums/l160/the...ghthood/FFX.jpg :D