The first half of the episode was worse than the second because I was terrified of what I was going to see...or hear. I was shaking, and I think what I was scared of was HEARING THAT
Mandatory I Love Roy Crap: Roy is really hot when he's kicking ass. He can come to my house to blow it up anytime he likes. We have to have tea and flirting first, though.
I'm really not WORRIED about Ed dying. After all this talk about equal trade and everything, oh, and killing the incredibly loveable main character, I think a miracle will be produced. Exactly what kind of miracle our stupid, STUPID director Mizushima will pull out of his fat ass remains to be seen, but I'm betting Ed is just too good to die. Mostly what would be bad is the Elrics being separated, or Ed learning his lesson by losing something like his life or his little brother.
And seriously, as long as that fucking "Bratja" BGM stays out of this, I'm cool. I'm just fine. Yup. God, I'm already depressed just thinking about it. That song is POISON, people.
Right, so, that's just about all I have to say. I'll go start my several-day-long attempt to stop thinking about Bratja right now.
I haven't watched or talked about it much in many, many episodes, and it's my journal. And I'm not bothering anybody else. (Maybe.) SO THERE. Also it matters because I've never been so concerned with a fictional character's well-being. I really want Ed to turn out okay. I really, really want Ed to be okay.