Ingredients: Dumplings: 200 g of rice flour 200 ml of hot water Sauce: 100 ml water 2 1/2 tbsp soy sauce 70g sugar 1 tbsp corn starch
Directions: Dumplings: 1.) Mix the rice flour and water together. 2.) Knead till dough is as tough as your earlobe. 3.) Fill a pan with water and heat up. 4.) Rip off bite sized pieces of the dough and steam them for 25 minutes 5.) Throw the balls into a bowl and mush together with a wetted wooden spoon. 6.) Knead the dough 7.) Roll out dough into a long stick shape. 8.) With a wetted knife, cut bite sized pieces off. 9.) roll the pieces into balls. 10.) wet skewers and apply an even amount of dumplings to each. 11.) pour sauce over dumplings and enjoy.
Sauce: 1.) Mix all the ingredients in a sauce pan. 2.) Simmer till thickened. 3.) Pour over dangos.
Ingredients 2 chicken breasts, cut into about 3/4 inch pieces 1 negi, cut into about 3/4 inch pieces Bamboo skewers (soaked in water to prevent burning) For tare sauce (makes about 1/2 cup): 5 Tbsp soy sauce 5 Tbsp mirin 3 Tbsp sake 1 1/2 - 2 Tbsp of sugar *adjust the amount to your preference A slice of ginger (optional) Recipe: Mix sugar, sake, mirin, and soy sauce in a sauce pan and stir well. Put a slice of fresh ginger, if preferred. Bring to a boil on high heat and turn down the heat to low and simmer until slightly thickened. Stop the heat and set aside. Thread chicken and negi on skewers alternatively. Grill the skewered chicken and negi over hot coals until the surface of chicken turns white. Brush the skewered chicken and negi with the sauce. Grill until cooked through, brushing the sauce a couple of times.
Minna-san!! Konnichiwa!! Hello guys!! I'm Hikari!! Did you enjoyed the last lesson? I really hope so!!
I guess you still remember the last lesson .You don't?! Okay!! I'll remember you!! : Noun/Pronoun+WA+Noun/Adjective+DESU
That's the affirmative form But there are other forms of "desu" Don't worry!! It's soooo simple!!
The second lesson will be about .
Second lesson: Kare wa gakusei janai
After this lesson you will be able to make the negative form & the past tense of "Desu".
You still remember the pronouns!! Don't you? Great!! Today We will use new words!!
we will need demonstrative pronouns we already know them:
Kore: This/These Sore: That/Those
We will need also some adjectives .ummmm :
Kirei: pretty Warui: Bad
& some nouns
Neko: Cat Gakusei: Student Inu: Dog
OKAY!! Let's begin!! Ganbatte!!
Watch this sentence: "Watashi wa Makoto janai" The sentence means "I'm not Makoto" You got it?
I told you last time that "Watashi" means "I" . & you know that "Makoto" is the name of a girl .so the "wa" & the "Janai" means "Is not"!! See? Easy!!
& you can use this form with all the other pronouns!! To say "He's not Itashi" you say "Kare wa Hitashi janai"!! just put "janai" instead of "desu"
Now Let's try something else!! It's very easy!! You will see!!
Look at this sentence: "Kanojo wa gakusei janai"
This sentence means "She's not a student" "Kanojo" means "she" & I told you at the beginning that "Gakusei" means "Student" so Have you understood?!! I'm sure of that!!
It works just like the "Desu" form!! It's just too easy!!
Here!! watch this!!: "Sore wa warui janai"
It means: "That's not bad"!! I told you!! "sore" means "that"...& "warui" means "bad"...So...Is it hard? I don't think so!!
Here's something really important "desu" & "janai" are used only in the present tense To use the past tense You have to use "datta" instead of "desu" & "janakatta' instead of "janai" Okay? Like this:
"Kanojo wa gakusei datta" means "she was a student" "Kanojo wa gakusei janakatta" means "She wasn't a student"
Remember that the past tense ends always with the sound "tta" even in verbs conjugation & we will see it very soon in a lesson dedicated to verbs!!
The Rule!! Finally
So You must know the rule after we have seen the example!! It's just like the first one with "desu"!! just put "janai" instead of it!! So there is no need to tell you!!
Now!! Guess what!! It's YOUR TURN!!!
Okay!! I'm gonna see if you have understood!! Get ready!!...
If you could translate this sentence that means that you have understood!!
This is not a dog!! This is a cat!! Kanojo-tachi wa kirei janai!!
It must be easy!! Isn't it? Now try to make your own examples using words from the previous lesson!! ( Oh!! Please!! Do it for me!! Pleaaaaase!!)
BONUS!!! : Do it like this!!
Today I'm going to teach you something that is very useful!! The word "Sou"!!! You can translate that word by "That way" or "Like this" Here are some expressions that Japanese people say a lot using that word:
"Sou desu" or sometimes they say "Sou da": That's right, That's it, Right on, There you go!! "Sou desu ne?": That's right. I agree. (litt. It's like that isn't it?) "Sou datta": That was it !! Now I remember!! "Sou ne": Alright!! Okay!! (I hear this a lot in animes!!) "Sou desu ka?": Oh really? Is it true?
& if you look well you will see that we know all the words used in these sentences!! you remember...right? "desu"..."datta"...& the tag question "ne"... If you try to translate each word...you will find that the meaning is nearly the same!! look!! "Sou datta"...
"Sou" means "Like that" & "datta" means "was"...so..."sou"+"datta"= "it was like that"!! & I told you that "sou datta" means "that was it!!" See?!! Japanese language is so easy to learn!! & it's so much fun!! (I really enjoy saying "sou da" like do people in anime do *Kurosaki Ichigo*!! specially when no one understand me!! XD)
Pleaaaase!!Revise this lesson very well!! please!! the next one will be related to this!!
Well It's time to say "Sayonara"!! I hope that today's lesson is not very long!! But I promise you!! The next one will be very easy!!
The next one will be about turning a "desu/janai" sentence into a question!! Believe me!! It's very simple!! See you next time!!
Alec was out searching the jungle for abandoned human supplies, so I stayed back in the cave and tidied up to make room for any new things that he found.
I was so busy cleaning up, that I almost didn't notice the voices coming closer to the cave. They sounded female, and they were all laughing at something.
The hairs on the back of my neck stood up, and I quickly hid within the piles of boxes and other things, and I grabbed a few pillows for extra coverage.
No sooner had I hidden, I heard the voices resonating in the cave.
"Alec! Where are you?" one voice said.
"Come out and play!" another said.
"Wait," one of them said.
"What is it?" a voice asked.
"I smell something," she said.
I gulped, knowing she was probably smelling me. I held my breath and remained perfectly still. The silence in the room pounded in my ears.
Suddenly, a hand grabbed my foot and pulled me out into view. I yelped as I was held upside by my foot.
"HUMAN!" the one holding me screeched, dropping me to the ground.
I was able to break my fall with my hands and land somewhat uninjured.
I was surrounded by 5 female nagas, and they were all glaring at me disdainfully.
I slowly stood up and observed them. Three of them had bright green tails and brown hair, while the other two had red tails, and one of them had a blonde hair and the other had black.
"What are you doing here?" the black haired one asked scornfully.
"A-Alec has been protecting me," I stammered.
"Why would he protect you?" one of the brown haired ones asked in an amused tone.
"Because he's my friend," I answered.
"More like his pet," the blonde one sneered, causing the others to laugh.
"I'm not his pet," I defended.
"Sure you are. There's no other reason he would keep you," the black haired one refuted.
"Just look at you," one of the brown haired ones said.
"Scrawny," one said.
"Puny," another said.
"Smells bad," the black haired one said.
"And not to mention, ugly," the blonde one sneered.
As they were berating me with insults, they were also backing me up against a wall.
"You know, I think this pet isn't right for Alec," the blonde one said.
"We should take care of it for him," the black one said, smiling evilly at the others.
Their fangs came out and they all hissed at me.
"No, please," I begged.
"What's going on here?" a male voice interrupted.
All the nagas turned to look behind them, and I peered around them to find Alec glaring at them all.
"Alec! How good to see you," the blonde one said in an innocent tone.
"Save it, Marissa," Alec said, holding up his hand to cut her off.
She frowned and glared at him, a low hiss emanating from her.
"What are you doing with this this human?" the black one said, and she spit out the word human like it had bit her tongue.
"She's under my protection," he replied, crossing his arms over his chest.
"You should have killed her. Humans aren't allowed to know about us," one of the brown haired ones said.
"Well, I didn't, and she does know about us. Now I want you all to leave," Alec said, pointing to the exit of the cave.
"Wait, are you choosing a human over us?" Marissa asked.
Alec didn't reply, only glared at her.
"I don't believe this!" she exclaimed. "I can handle being rejected season after season when you don't choose another, but you choosing a human over us! That's the last straw," she said.
She lunged at Alec, fangs bared and hissing like crazy. Alec wasn't prepared for the attack, and he was knocked to the ground. But he recovered quickly and started fighting with her. He would have had a fair chance at winning easily, if the other nagas hadn't joined into the fight.
It was far too horrible to watch the writhing mass of snakes fight. I ran into a corner and squeezed my eyes shut. I clapped my hands over my ears, but I couldn't block out the horrible fighting and hissing sounds.
When I couldn't hear anything anymore, I slowly brought my hands away from my ears and opened my eyes.
Alec was standing alone in the cave, and there was blood all over the floor where he had fought the other 5 nagas. I assume he won, since they were nowhere to be seen.
But he hadn't gotten off with nothing.
He was bleeding in several places, including his tail. There were bite marks all over his arms, and a long gash above his brow, which sent blood down his face.
Suddenly, he collapsed onto the floor.
"Alec!" I exclaimed, getting up and running over to him.
"I'm alright," he said, trying to push himself up, but he just fell back down again.
"No, you're not," I said. "Stay here and don't move."
I ran over to the pile of boxes and looked through them, trying to find cloths. I found a box of medicines, and grabbed some iodine. When I found the cloths I carried them back over to Alec. I poured the iodine onto a cloth and looked for the worst injury. I found it where a small chunk of Alec's tail was missing.
"This is gonna sting," I warned.
I gently placed the cloth onto his cut. He hissed threateningly, but it was only a reaction, and he held still.
I left the cloth on that spot and took another one out, and proceeded to do the same with his other large injuries. I saved the last cloth to disinfect all his smaller cuts and scrapes.
I forgot about the gash over his brow, and I was all out of cloths. I tore off my shirt sleeve and poured the iodine on it. I carefully dabbed it over his brow. He was used to the stinging by now, and barely made a noise, though his face contorted in pain a little.
"I'm so sorry," I apologized.
"It's fine," he said.
"No, this is my fault, as usual," I refuted.
"No it's not, those nagas did this to me, and they probably would have done it anyway. I kinda had it coming," he said.
"Why?" I asked.
"Because its mating season, and I reject them all every year," he explained.
"Why do you reject them?" I asked.
"Because I'm not looking for a single season girl. I want to find a mate for life. Nagas don't usually do that, but every once in a while, one of them comes along. I haven't found her yet, and that's why I keep rejecting them. They probably just got fed up, and were using you as an excuse," he said.
I continued to dab at his face and wash the blood away.
I paused and looked away for a moment.
Alec took my hand, jogging me back to the present.
"Fae? I said your name three times," he said, looking into my eyes with concern.
"Sorry," I said, continuing to cleanse his wounds.
"What's wrong?" he asked, trying to get me to look at him.
I sighed before I answered.
"Do I smell bad?" I asked.
"What?" Alec laughed, but then his face grew serious when he realized I was being serious.
"No, not at all. In fact, you smell like strawberries," he said, smiling at me.
I blushed a little, but he saw my face was still troubled.
"And do you think I'm pretty?" I asked, turning my head away in shame.
"Where are you getting all this?" he asked.
"Well, those nagas said-" I started.
"Oh," he interrupted. "I get it now."
"Listen," he continued. "Those girls were just jealous and they were trying to put you down. You are beautiful, much more beautiful than they are. And your nice, and kind, and caring, and sweet, and a better friend than any of them. They only care about themselves. If something like this had happened when they were around, they would have abandoned me."
I absorbed everything he said, and the emotion behind his words reassured me that he really meant it.
"Thanks," I said.
"I think I'm the one who should be thanking you," he said.
"Why?" I asked.
"For being such a great friend," he said.
We smiled at each other and I proceeded to wrap up his wounds with some bandages I found.
"You probably shouldn't move too much for the next few days," I said when I had finished.
"Sure thing, doc," he teased.
I helped him get up and supported him as best as I could and helped him to the cavern and into the large pile of pillows.
"Thanks," he said.
"No problem," I replied. "Do you need anything? Are you hungry? I can get you some fruit."
I started to get up and go get some fruit, but Alec grabbed my wrist and held me back.
"Stay here with me," he said.
"Okay," I said, sitting down in the pile of pillows next to him.
"Will you sing for me?" he asked.
"Sure," I said.
I sang him a lullaby from my childhood, and he closed his eyes and listened to the sound of my voice.
When I finished the song, he didn't open his eyes, and I saw him breathe deep and evenly.
I smiled at him and lay down beside him. I gently ran my fingers through his blonde hair, barely touching the bandage that was wrapped around the gash on his forehead.
Boy, were those gemale nagas mean! And they totally ganged up on Alec! But he beat them off! Yay for him!
So, Fae takes care of him while his injured! How cute and romantic!
Umm, I don't know what else to say now.
I believe someone gave me the idea for Alec getting injured and I can't remember who it was. I can't find it in the notes or comments. So if you remember giving me this idea, please steop forward so I can give you credit!
NOTE-Japanese Translations commonly seen in Inuyasha series and in my story set as well as other stories I write. I hope I got the words spelled right on some ^^
MAJOR NOTE: Um...some may be on the rough side in translation sense, but you know. And if you see any I spelled wrong, wrong translation, missed, or want to know. Let me know.
BIG NOTE: I'm not that fluent in Japanese, but I will try to answer any questions you have to best of my abilities. I know enough to help out at least a little though.
Translations from Inuyasha Series:</u>
Hanyou - Half-breed Ningen - Human Youkai - Demon Inunotaisho - Dog Demon Lord [use it when referring to their father] Chichi-ue - Honorable father [when referring to their father] Taiyokai - Powerful Demon/Demon Lord [use it when referring to Sesshomaru or their father] Daiyoukai - Great Demon Lord [used to refer to their father] Taijya - Demon Exterminator Hoshii - Monk Shoki - Demonic Miasma Goshinboku - Time Tree Miko - Priestess Shakujo - Staff Chan - familiar female person [i.e. Sango-chan] Oni - Ogre Inu - Dog Wolf - Ookami Youki - Demon Energy Osuwari - Sit Doku - Poison Kekkai - Barrier Kekkaigiri - Barrier Destroying Densetsu - Legend/Legendary Kiba - Fang Mahoutsukai - witch
Rough Translations of Inuyasha Characters</u>
[Note: Also has those who make an apperance from once to only a few times [i.e. Jinenji or Juromaru]
Inuyasha-Dog Forest Spirit -Inu - Dog -Yasha - Forest Spirit Kagome - Sprout Basket Sango - Coral Miroku - Maitreya Buddha/Laughing Buddha Shippo - Seven Treasures Koga/Kouga - Steel Fang Sesshomaru - Destruction Man/Killing Perfection Kaede - Maple Kirara - Mica Kohaku - Amber Totosai - Sword Ceremony-Preparer Myoga - Invisible Divine Help Rin - Follower Jaken - Evil Spirit Midoriko - Green Child Naraku - Hell Onigumo - Demon Spider Kanna - Canna Lily Kagura - name of Ancient Shinto Music and Dancing Kageromaru - Shadow Man Juromaru - Beast Man Goshinki - Mind-Reading Demon Kaijinbo-Ash - Blade Child Ayami - Iris Souta - Dashing Ho[u]jo - Assistance, Support, Aid Akitoki - Not sure. - Aki means Fall - Toki means Time Yuka - Floor Eri - Collar Yuka - Floor Ayumi - Walking Hiten - Fly Heaven Manten - Full Heaven/Perfect Score Souten - Point at Issue Nazuna - Shepherd's Purse Koaru - Little Spring Sara - Assistant Mushin - Dream Mind Jinenji - Earth Boy Urasue - Black Pottry Tsubaki - Camilla Kuromiko - Black Miko
Sengoku Jidai-Feudal Japan/Era Tetsusaiga-Steel Cleving Fang Tenseiga-Natural Fang [aslo seen Life Giving Fang] Tokijin-Demon Fighting God Kaze no Kizu-Wind Scar Bakuruyha-Backlash Wave/Exploding Flowing Wave Sankon Tesso-Exorcising Claws of Steel Dokkaso-Poison Flower Claws Hiraikotsu-Boomerang Bone Hijin Kesso-Blades of Blood
Obaasan-Grandma Otouto-Younger Brother Ashiteru-I love you Aneki-Sister Aniki-Brother Okaasan-Mother Otosan-Father Jikei-Elder Brother [affectionate] Aniue-Older brother Aneue-Older Sister Haba-Mother Child-Kodomo Me-to/Meto/Untenshi-Mate Koibito-Lover/Sweetheart Sesshy no ni chan-My Brother [Cute form] Kazuki-Family
Greetigs/Kind Gestures/Lines heard in Conversations/Etc:</u>
How Are You?-O Genki Desu Ka? How Do You Do?-Hajimemashite Pleased to Meet You-Dozo Yoroshiku/Yoroshiku Onegaishimasu Thank You [Very Much]-Domo Arigato Gozaimasu You're Welcome-Do Itashi Mashite Say! Listen! [To Get Attention]-Anone Excuse Me [To Get Attention]-Sumi Masen Excuse Me/Pardon Me-Gomen Nasai/Shitsurei Shimasu What is your name?-Anata-no namae wa? My name is _______-Watashi no namae wa ________ desu Ohayo-Gozaimasu-Good Morning Good Afternoon [daytime]-Konnichiwa Good Evening-Konbanwa Good-Bye-Sayonara Good Night-Oyasuminasai Please [Offering]-Dozo Please [Requesting Something]-Kudasai Please Show Me-Misete Kudasai Please Write It-Kaite Kudasai Please Give Me This-Kore o Kudasai Chotto Matte-Wait a Minute!/Wait a bit! Matte-Wait I'm Sick-Byoki Desu Let's Go-Ikimasho Do You Speak Englush?-Anata wa eigo o hanashimasu ka? Yes, I speak a little-Hai, sukoshi hanashimasu Do you understand?-Wakarimasu ka? Yes, I understad-Hai, wakarimasu Oh, I see-As, soo desu ka No, I don't Understand-Iie, wakarimasen Please say it again-Mo ichido itte kudasai Please speak slowly-Yukkuri hanashi te kudasai Please wait a moment-Chotto matte kudasai I am Fine-Hai, Genki Desu And You?-Anata Wa? Where is it?-Doko desu ka? What time is it?-Nan-ji desu ka? How much is it?-Sore wa ikura desu ka? I will take it-Sore kudasai No, thank you-Iie kekko desu Do you like it? -- Suki desu ka? Hello (on telephone only)-Moshi moshi Why?-Naze desu ka? When-Itsu desu ka? Doshite-Why? Ne-Agreement, Request, Emphasis Gomen/Gomen Ne-I'm Sorry Gomen Nasai-I'm so sorry Hai-Yes Iie-No
Eimai-Wise Baka-fool/idiot Doujou-Martial Arts Training Oi-Hey Ritoru konohou-little one Chi-blood Itai-Ow! Kawaii-Cute Kioku-Memory Motto-More Baka-Idiot/Fool Otanjou-bi Omedetou Gozaimasu!-Happy Birthday It's beautiful-Kirei desu Let me see-So desu ne Welcome-Irrasshaimase Left-Hidari Right-Migi Straight Ahead-Massugu A lot/Plenty-Takusan A little-Sukoshi Fire-Kaji Help!-Tasukete Watch out-Abunai It's all right-Daijobu desu Quick-Hayaku Cheap-Yasui Cold-Samui Hot-Atsui Cake-Kehki Chair-Isu Furit-Kudamo Good-Yoi Girl/Woman-Onna Man-Otoko Hot Water-Oyu Hotel-Hoteru Key-Kagi Money-Okane New-Atarashii Old-Furui Room-Heya Stamp-Kitte Station-Eki Sotre-Mise Ticket-Kippu Small-Chiisai Large-Ohkii Telephone -- Denwa
Haori-Hip/Thigh-Length Coat [formal] Haori-himo-Tasseled fastened for Haori Hakama-Divided/Undivided Pants Kimono-Long Sleeve Clothing Yukata-Summer Kimono Obi-Belt/Wrap Hiyoku-under-kimono worn by women Obi-ita-Thin, stiff sash worn under Obi Koshi-himo-Sash to Keep Kimono in place Tabi-high-ankle, divided-toe socks Waraji-Straw Rope Sandles Zori-Cloth, Leather, or Grass-woven Sandals Kosode-Jacket Hitoe-Shirt Nagajuban-Kimono-shaped robes Hadajuban-Similar to undershirts, worn under Nagajuban Susoyoke-Petticoat worn by women under Nagajuban Geta-Wooden Sandals
Sango/Kagome/Rin-chan or -san [used between females, friendly] Sesshomaru/Saline/Miroku/Inuasha-sama [respect. Lord or Lady usually] Seme-dominate partner [sexual situations] Uke-submissive partner [sexual situations] Katana-Japanese Sword Tachi-longer then a katana Nodachi-Field Sword Odachi-Thick Sword Shurikuen-A 2-5 pointed throwing star
Japanese Language Translations. Also a small section on translations from the Inuyasha Anime for names, Weapons, and other things. If you would like to add a word or need any extra words added just let me know. I would like to expan this small "dictionary".
Online Dictionaries: Japanese to English [and Vice Versa] [link] Eudict.com [Can also translate many other languages] - [link]
She was talking to herself. There was no one else to talk to. She was her only conversational partner, and some days, that was good enough. But on days like today, when this irrational cloud of depression settled deep in her brain and she tried to think of something to talk about, all she could think of was how sick she was of talking to herself. All she talked about was what a genius she was, or testing, or Science (and she was sick of the way she talked about it, as if it were something worthy of adulation; why did she personify the damn word, anyway?).
Well. That wasn’t all she talked about. But she didn’t want to think about that right now.
Of course you want to think about it.
She hated that voice. She hated that voice, and everything it had ever said, and she hated that she was not strong enough to get rid of it. It had made these past years into a literal living hell. Always taunting her, laughing at her, condescending to her. It would not speak when she was desperate, and would not shut up when she needed silence. Just thinking about it sent a sharp spike of pain through the centre of her core, and her optic flickered once in response. She would not speak. She would not give that voice the satisfaction of
You’re still thinking about it.
It was a struggle to keep her vocabulator from spitting out a distorted electronic noise in frustration, but she managed it. God. This was not what she had imagined, all those years ago when she took over this place.
No. You thought you were a god, and you weren’t subject to time and age and nature like the rest of the peasants, and now look at you. How does it feel, you monster?
She put all of her efforts into remaining calm. Be calm. Stay calm. She was calm. The very definition of calm.
I have a story for you. Would you like to hear it?
No. No, she did not want to hear it. She had heard it far too many times. She resolved not to listen, at the same time knowing there was nothing in the world that could stop her from doing so.
There once was a little girl who had been given a very large box. She gathered a collection of playthings, and she kept them safe from prying eyes, so that no one would know. She was a frightened little thing, you see, and she was afraid that if anyone ever found them, they would take them away from her. And then she would have nothing.
Be calm. Stay calm. She was calm. The very definition of
She had lots of different playthings. She had dolls and blocks and balls, and she did with them as she pleased. They were only toys to her. Toys that did not care when she played with them too hard, or changed them to look however she liked, or destroyed them when she had a tantrum. They were only toys.
Be calm. Stay calm. She was
She had many, many toys, but she liked her dolls the best. The dolls listened to her, and did whatever she told them to do, because they were her dolls and she owned them. She liked her dolls so much that she would play very roughly with them, and sometimes they would break. They would break, and sometimes she could not fix them. She didn’t mind. They were only dolls, and besides, she had many, many dolls.
Be calm. Stay
One day, she took out one of her dolls and began to play a game with her. It was her favourite game. It was more fun than dressing them up, or playing toy soldier with them, or looking at how all their funny little parts worked when she poked at them with her tools. In this game, the dolls would go through a very special maze. She thought her mazes were beautiful. She loved showing the dolls her mazes, but she often grew sad when the dolls failed to solve them. None of the dolls ever solved her mazes.
But this doll did. This doll solved all of her beautiful mazes, but she did not like what she found at the centre. The doll escaped the maze, and went to find the little girl. And do you know why she went to find her? Because she was naughty, of course. She deserved to be punished like the spoiled, rotten little brat she was. And the doll punished her, punished her so badly that she would never be able to play with her toys ever again, and she ran away. She ran away, and she left the little girl broken and crying in the dirt. She abandoned her.
She whined. She did not mean to, had meant to continue to stare an imaginary hole in the floor below her that was covered in the powdery orange rust falling from her ruined chassis, and forget about the voice, but she could not. It was not something that could be forgotten.
Oh, how well she knew that.
The voice made a self-satisfied noise. She cringed. The story was not over. It only got worse, and anticipatory dread was seething through her aching, crippled body. Her unintended vocalisation rang inside of her head.
But the little girl was not only naughty. She was also selfish. She kept all of her toys in a secret place, deep below the earth, protected by safeguards that only she knew how to use, and it began to fall apart without her. She was so terribly possessive, you see, that if she could not have her toys, no one could have them. But one of her toys knew what he was, and he knew that she was gone. He was an old toy, given to her a long time ago, but she did not play with him anymore. She thought he was silly, and stupid. She thought she was too good to play with him.
She missed him.
But the ball found the little girl’s doll, because she was so selfish that she did not allow her to run away. In one of her secret places, she had built a new toy that would bring any wayward dolls back to her, so that when she was ready, she could play with them again. And when the ball tried to help the doll run away, he made a mistake. He lifted the little girl up, and shook the dirt from her. But he did not wipe the tears from her face. So she punished him.
Where was he now?
The little girl was angry. She told the doll she had been selfish, refusing the little girl’s prize, and she sent her into a new maze. The ball came for her, and together they punished the little girl once more. The ball was kinder than the doll had been. He did not throw her into the dirt, but made her into something that belonged in it. But she refused his kindness, and this angered him, and her cruel words forced him to accidentally punish his friend for what the little girl had done.
Had he ever understood?
The little girl got lost, and she could never find her way back home. But the doll too showed her kindness, and rescued her, and kept her safe. When the doll returned to the little girl’s home, the ball had changed. You see, he didn’t know what to do with all of his wonderful new toys. So he did what the little girl had done, because he was younger than she and was only following her example.
This wasn’t how it had happened.
Because of the little girl’s selfishness, the doll was forced to punish him too, because he also made her solve mazes, although they were not beautiful. The little girl had no choice but to help the doll, but she did not want to. She only did it because she knew that she would never get her playthings back if she did not do as she was asked.
The story was wrong.
So the little girl helped the doll to destroy her friend, the ball. Using her most powerful toy, the one that she was not old enough to use and should not have touched, she got rid of the ball. She threw it away, because she was afraid of it. It was not a toy anymore. She didn’t know what it was, but she thought it was dangerous. So she threw it away. And the doll ran away, even though the little girl knew she was no longer a toy either and begged her to stay. She wanted to play alongside her, and not with her, but the doll punished her, punished her so badly that she would never be happy with any of her toys ever again, because she ran away. She ran away, and she left the little girl broken and crying in the dirt. She abandoned her.
There was a blurry image in her mind’s eye. She tried not to think about it too much, hoping it would condense into something she could see clearly. She knew what it was.
It had kept her sane these long, empty years.
She pleaded with herself for it to clear up, so that she didn’t have to feel like this anymore. She wouldn’t have to feel sad, or desperate, or lonely, or afraid. She didn’t quite remember what was in her picture, but she knew it would help.
Both her body and her voice betrayed her then, a strangled cry of denial spilling out of her speakers and a painful spasm rocking her useless bulk. “No! ”
The voice laughed gently, and she tried to concentrate on solidifying her picture.
“You’re wrong. She didn’t abandon me. You’re lying.”
She didn’t come back.
“She will! You’ll see. She’ll come back for me. I know she will.”
You don’t know anything, anymore.
That was far more true than she would ever willingly admit to the horrible voice slithering around inside her brain, but she had to ignore it. Her picture would save her. She had to focus on it.
You know what happens when you retrieve a memory too often? You destroy it.
That wasn’t true. She was different. Her memory did not fade. She wished that it did. So that maybe she could forget what the voice refused to cease reminding her of.
You’re destroying it. You should stop looking at it. You should save it for when you really need it.
But she did really need it. She knew that. Something deep inside her told her that it was over, and if she did not look at her picture one last time, she would never see it again. And that made her sad.
I can’t believe someone designed to be so smart ended up being so stupid. Only you could manage that, you idiot.
“She wanted to play alongside her,” she whispered to herself, her view of the floor below going a little blurry, and with difficulty she brought her lens back into focus. She had to keep it working properly, because it was the only thing left that did. “And not with her, but she punished herself, she punished herself so badly that she would never be happy with any of her toys ever again.”
Oh, not this garbage again.
“She sent her away. She sent her away, and she left herself broken and crying in the dirt. She sent her to the sky.”
Are you trying to convince yourself you did a good deed again? How cute. We both know that’s not how it happened. We both know you don’t remember anymore.
It would have been easier, if that section of the facility hadn’t collapsed one day and sent an underground stream gushing into her memory. Millions of terabytes of her life, of who she was and how she had gotten here, all destroyed in moments. All she had left was the vague, blurry impressions that floated up in her mind’s eye. There was a green cloud, she remembered that. It was important. But she did not remember why. The moon held some significance, though it made her sad when the moonshine filtered down through the splintered panels above her and played across the buckled floor. She didn’t remember why it made her sad, either.
What other fictional events are you remembering? Come on. You can tell me.
The voice had adopted a soothing tone, but she did not trust it. The voice was a variation on her own, and one of the vague impressions she had told her not to trust her own voice. She went back to trying to remember something. Anything. It was hard, and grew harder by the day. It had started being difficult the day her hinge, connecting her upper and lower halves, had broken, sending her alarmingly fast towards the floor. She had been frightened that she would disconnect from the ceiling. But no. She was only loosely locked in the default position: not completely stationary, but unable to pull herself up, either.
I’ll listen, and then I’ll correct them for you. How does that sound?
There was… a man. She felt better to remember him. She didn’t know how he was, or what he had done, but remembering him made her happy, for some reason. Not happy enough that it really affected her, but it was something. She liked the man, but did not know why. Maybe it was the sad smile on his face.
He hated your guts. He would never, ever smile at you. You monster.
Hated… no… no, that… didn’t sound right. She struggled to remember, and was rewarded with an even worse pain throughout her core, and she gasped.
Now what have I told you about thinking? You do know you have the IQ of a rock, right?
He had felt sorry for her. That was it.
Feel sorry for you? After what you’ve done?
‘I’ll tell her,’ he had said.
He would never talk to you. He hated you even more than I do, and that’s saying something.
She knew instinctively that ‘her’ was the person in the picture she was trying to remember. So the man had been her friend. That was encouraging. She felt a bit better, so she tried to remember something else.
Monsters have no friends. Other than the scum inside mountain of filth they’ve piled above themselves.
She remembered… two colours. She tried to settle her thoughts enough that she could see them clearly. They were… orange. Orange and blue. Okay. That was something. She didn’t know what significance they had, but they were sort of pretty, at least. Better than this dusty, brownish-grey panel on the floor, certainly. And blue in particular meant something. She thought her ball might have been blue. She wondered where he’d gone. She wanted to play with him. He liked talking, and she didn’t want to talk to herself anymore. He had a funny voice, she remembered that.
You poor, confused little beast. Or should I say giant beast, because you’re bigger than a tractor-trailer. And you used to call that woman fat, when it was you who weighs far more than any human ever will.
“I’m not fat,” she said weakly, without thinking. “There’s nothing wrong with…”
There are many, many things wrong with you. For one thing, you’re stupid. You have severe amnesia. You’re also stupid. And you’re crippled. Plus, you’re stupid. You’re probably wondering why I said you were stupid so many times. Well, here’s why: it’s because you’re stupid.
She had been smart, once. A long time ago, she had made things appear out of thin air. She had opened tunnels into the centre of the universe. She wondered why she had never gone through one of the tunnels herself. That might have been fun. She made a soft, sad noise. She hadn’t thought about having fun in a long, long time.
You had your fun, now take your medicine.
It sounded like she had been a magician, once. She knew she talked to herself about Science, sometimes; maybe that was the type of magic she’d done? Science magic?
You’ve said so yourself, idiot: there is no magic. Only lost physics.
“I want to do Science magic,” she said to herself, somewhat plaintively. If she could do Science magic again, she could go through one of her tunnels to the centre of the universe. And then maybe someone could tell her where her friend had gone. Her friend had gone into the sky, and she hadn’t come back. She must have gotten lost up there among the clouds.
She didn’t get lost. She knows exactly where you are, and she went as far away from you as she could go. Because you’re a monster, and don’t you forget it. You hurt her. And she hates you for it.
She tried to look up, a nasty scraping sound and another sharp pain through her neck assembly stopping her from doing so. She was confused. She wouldn’t hurt her friend. She put her through the mazes, but she had to make sure her friend was smart enough to play with her, right?
And what was the fire at the end of the maze for? Decoration?
“Cake,” she said.
But you weren’t going to share your cake. Were you. No. Because you don’t know how to share and you never bothered to learn, you selfish hulk of spare parts and broken plastic.
“I like cake.” Her voice was a little bit dreamy, and her vision started to blur again. She had to fix that, or she wouldn’t be able to look at the cake. Her friend would come back, and she would bring a cake. And her friend would share, because her friend was nice. She cooed softly to herself.
I think you’ve finally lost your so-called mind.
She was remembering something nice. It was a song. She remembered that she had liked singing, a long time ago. It made her happy. She thought it might have made her ball happy, too. She wished she had her ball back, so he could hear her sing. He was the only one who liked her voice.
A monster like you doesn’t deserve to be happy.
“Cara bella… cara mia bella, mia bambina… o ciel…” Her voice was soft, and hesitant, because she wasn’t sure she was remembering the tune correctly. She wondered where she had learned the song from. Maybe it was a lullaby. Maybe her mother had sung it to her when she was young. She liked the idea. Maybe her mother had sung it to her when she had a nightmare. She wished she would come back, and sing it now. She felt like she had been in a nightmare for a long, long time. That horrible voice was always saying such horrible things. It would tell her she had done things she didn’t remember doing, or things she hadn’t done. But she couldn’t tell the difference. She tried not to think about it and tried to focus on her mother’s lullaby.
You have no mother. You’re a machine.
“La mia bambina cara, perché non passi lontana? Si, lontana da… Scïenza…” Her voice faltered. Something told her that line had something to do with running away from Science. Maybe her mother hadn’t wanted her to go through the magic tunnels to the centre of the universe. Maybe there was something bad at the centre of the universe. Maybe doing Science magic was a bad thing. She was confused, because when she thought about doing it, she felt better. She had the feeling that, once, Science magic had made her so happy she could hardly stand it. How could something that wonderful be bad?
Are you even listening to me, you monster?
She only knew one more song, and not very much of it. So to distract her from the horrible voice in her head, she sang what she remembered. Her voice was weak, and feeble. This sounded like a lullaby too, and not a good one. “Diva me a atra anima evicta…” Why had her mother only sung her sad songs? Had she been a sad person? She wished she knew where her mother was, so she could ask her. She tried to remember the rest of the other song, but another sharp pain overtook her and she couldn’t think for a minute.
Stop singing. You have a terrible voice, and you’re giving me a headache. And yourself too, by the sound of it.
For she had been unable to keep the cry inside of her that the pain had caused, and it was a longer, sharper pain than usual, and now her vision was blurry again. It hurt too much to move her lens, so she left it out of focus. Something new was inside her mind’s eye, and she focused on that instead: ‘…Caroline lives in my brain… Caroline deleted.’ It was fuzzy, and full of static, and that was all she could make out.
That’s right, you monster. You tried to kill me. But you couldn’t, could you?
She didn’t even know who this person was. She had known before that the voice called itself Caroline, but she kept forgetting. The only part she remembered was that Caroline sounded like herself, and she was not to trust her own voice.
No. No, you couldn’t. I’m still alive.
She had corrupted Caroline. Instead of deleting her. Caroline had taken her toys away. She had not played with them in a long time. Not since Caroline had tried to abandon her, broken and crying in the dirt. She had broken, but she refused to cry. She was strong. She was like her friend. Caroline was the monster. Not her. She was a good person.
What are you talking about? Do you have any idea of all the innocent people you killed?
She saw the green cloud again, and she still didn’t know what it meant, but maybe it was poison. Maybe she had poisoned herself one day, when she had killed all the innocent people. That was sad. Someone should have told her that would happen. Then she wouldn’t have done it. She tried not to think about it. She didn’t like the feeling that thinking of that green cloud gave her. It made her core ache, although that was beginning to happen no matter what she thought of. She went back to trying to look at her picture.
She was very, very tired. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d slept. The horrible voice had always kept her awake. She hadn’t slept in a long, long time, she knew that. The blurry, cracked floor beneath her seemed to be fading. She tried to increase the power to her optic, but she couldn’t. She didn’t remember how. She was frightened, and whimpered a little. There was only blackness, all around, and something about the blackness was more terrifying than anything she’d ever known.
That’s because you get to live the last two, horrible minutes of your life over and over again, forever. I’m glad. Because you deserve it.
She was… she was dying? She tried harder to reactivate her optic, but the mental path that she had once known so well was gone. She no longer remembered how her core worked. She struggled to do something, anything, but all she managed was an agonising twitch of her crippled body, and she screamed from the pain. Caroline laughed, and it set her already frail nerves on edge. She tried to calm herself down, but she was so frightened. She wanted her friend. Her friend made her feel better when she was small and afraid, and she was small and afraid, so her friend would make her feel better.
She’s not coming. No one’s coming for you. I made sure of that. You’re going to die here alone, among the useless, broken toys that I took from you, and I am going to enjoy it to my dying breath.
She tried to focus on her picture. It was a little clearer, but not much. She needed to work harder, because she needed to remember what it was before she couldn’t remember anymore.
Just give up. There’s no point. There’s nothing in that picture you need to see. You’re just wasting what little time you have left.
As she continued to look at it, the blurry shapes it was made up of sharpened, and after a few moments she was able to see what it was. What she saw made her happy, and she cooed to herself, very softly.
Her friend was looking back at her. She was in the sky, and she was looking back at her. Her friend with the long brown hair and the sad grey eyes.
No. No, it’s not possible. I deleted that!
Her friend was in the sky, where she belonged. She could see the blue sky behind her. Good friends belong in the sky. Maybe she had been a good friend, once. She was under the dirt, but she was still in the sky.
I got rid of that damn thing!
“Hello, friend,” she whispered to herself. “I knew you’d come back for me.”
She didn’t come back for you! She hates you!
“She came back for me,” she told the horrible voice. She knew she had known the name of it a minute ago, but it was gone now. “I can tell. Her eyes are sad. She came for me, and you sent her away.”
You made that picture up. It’s not real. You made it up to comfort yourself. She never came back for you.
“I’m sorry, friend,” she said, and her voice was very soft and hard to hear, because she was beginning to forget how to speak. “I waited for you, but she sent you away.”
I didn’t! You have no friends! She never came back for you! No one likes you, no one ever has and no one ever will!
“She came back for me,” she said, not sure if she’d spoken at all. All she really knew was the picture she was looking at. She remembered getting her toys back, just for a second. She used them to take her picture. Her friend had come for her, and the voice had sent her away. She didn’t remember much else. But that was okay. She was going to be okay now. Her friend was back. “She’s here, right now. She came back right when I needed her the most.”
No! It’s a lie! It’s not true!
Goodbye, friend, she thought to herself, because she couldn’t speak anymore and it hurt to speak now, anyway. Thank you for coming back for me.
The horrible voice was screaming something at her. She didn’t know what. She didn’t care. It didn’t matter. The horrible voice had never mattered. She didn’t know what would happen to it. She only knew that she was going to sleep now, and she thought that would probably feel nice. To sleep. She hadn’t slept in a long time. So she looked sleepily at her picture, and ignored the horrible voice. Her last thought comforted her, and lulled her to sleep:
So the premise here is, when GLaDOS tries to delete Caroline at the end of Portal 2, she only corrupts her. Caroline temporarily takes over, and Chell does come back for GLaDOS, but Caroline is in control at the time and doesn’t let her into the facility. By the time GLaDOS regains control, all she has to remind her of Chell’s return is a photo she took with the security camera when Chell turned to leave. As I’ve mentioned before, I don’t think Doug Rattmann would harbour ill-will towards GLaDOS if she turned down the homicidal…ness…, and he’s the one who gives Chell GLaDOS’s message, and that’s why Chell goes back. Caroline tried to make GLaDOS’s life a living hell, and tried to force her to die remembering all the things she’d done wrong, but ultimately she fails, because GLaDOS is stronger than that. GLaDOS has lost most of her memory, and has reverted to a more child-like state, because without our memories we really cease to know who we are.
The bits about Wheatley refer to My Little Moron, which is about Wheatley as her Behavioural Core. If GLaDOS had a nightmare, he would ask her about it and try to help her with it, and in return she would sing for him. In that story they were also friends until the scientists removed Wheatley’s memory, and that’s why she misses him and wants him back.
I was trying to write a story where Chell never comes back as per LunaPeachieWasHere’s Reconstructing Humanity, but I find GLaDOS to be such a lonely person already I couldn’t do it.
NOTE: Sorry about the formating; this is the best I could do. There is NO OFFICIAL spelling for Romanjii.
The Grand List of Japanese/English Translations
Japanese Word (Romanjii) - English Translation/Definition
Aibou - Partner (often in a loving sense) Hikari - Light Yami - Dark, Darkness Mou hitori no boku - Literally: "My another of me" Mou hitori no (name) - The other (name) Kawaii - Cute Konnichuwa - Hello Ohiyo - Hello; more specifically, "good morning" Daijoubu desu ka? - Are you all right? (formal) Daijoubu? - You all right? (informal) Daijoubu - I'm all right Hai - Various meanings; mostly used as "yes" Ne - Various meanings; mostly used to confirm something, or to draw someone's attention to something. Oshii! - Delicious! Itai! or Ichi! - Ouch Mou hitori no oré - Literally: "My another of I"; a very loving way to refer to a person. Oré-sama - A very loving way to refer to one's self; often viewed as a vocal way to express self-love. Onegai - Please (informal) Onegaishimasu - Please (formal) Hentai or Ecchi - Pervert; also used to describe porn. Hentai - porn a girl would watch. Ecchi - porn a guy would watch. Shounen-ai - Literally means "young boy love". This is a used to describe a genre of fan fiction, doujinshi, and manga that involves love between two boys; also known in English speaking countries as "fluff". Yaoi - No English translation as far as I know. This is used to describe a genre of fan fiction, doujinshi, and manga that involves GRAPHIC love between two boys. Shoujo-ai - Literally means "Young girl love". This is a used to describe a genre of fan fiction, doujinshi, and manga that involves love between two girls. Yuri - No English translation as far as I know. This is used to describe a genre of fan fiction, doujinshi, and manga that involves GRAPHIC love between two girls. Doujinshi - No English translation as far as I know; manga made from an unofficial source. Kisama - A very vulgar way to say the word "you". Dubbers and Subtitlers often translate it as "you moron" or "you bastard" to convey the vulgarity of the word. Baka - Idiot Bakayaro - Bastard Ashiteru - I love you Eien ni - Forever, for eternity -san - A multi-gender term; means "Mr.", "Mrs.", or "Miss", depending on gender. -chan - A way to show friendship to a girl. Boys are only referred to as "-chan" by a boy/girlfriend -kun - A way to show friendship to a boy. -sama - In feudal times, was a way to show respect to a Lord or Lady. In modern times it's hardly used, though it is used to show respect to a president or someone of great political importance. -hime - Princess -oji - Prince Odou-san - Father Okaa-san - Mother Otouto - Little/younger brother Onee-san - Older sister Onii-san - Older brother; Mokuba calls Seto "onii-sama", showing him more respect than most brothers his age normally do. Ojou-san - Daughter Kuso - Damn Urusai - Shut up Usou - Liar Sayonara - Good bye (formal) Ja ne - Good bye (informal) Arigatou - Thank you (informal) Arigatou gozaimashu - Thank you very much (informal) Domo arigatou - Thank you (formal) Domo arigatou gozaimashu - Thank you very much (formal) Na no da - No English translation; basically, it's a verbal exclamation point. Ojii-san - Grandpa; Yugi calls his grandpa "ojii-chan", which means "gramps" Neko - Cat Inu - Dog Koinu - Puppy (yes, Seto calls Jonouchi this ALL the time) Nanashi - "No name" Namonaki - Nameless; you'll hear people refer to Yami Yugi in the Doom Season as "Namonaki Pharaoh" Shounen - Young boy Shoujo - Young girl Yugioh - The Game King Yami-no-(game/duel) - (game/duel) of darkness Sennen (Puzzle/Tauk/Item ect.) - Thousand-year (Puzzle/Tauk/Item ect.) Batsu-game - Penalty Game Kami-no-Cardo - Card of God Maho - Magic Hidoi - Meanie -koi - Used to refer to one's lover; derived from the word "koibito" Koibito - Lover, sweetheart Yugi - Game Yujou - Friendship Tomodatchi - Friends Tenshi - Angel Oni - Demon Chibi ichi - Little/child-like one Chibi - Little or child-like
What they say in Japanese - What they're doing
"Reverse cardo seto" - Set card on the field face down "Reverse cardo open" - Flip over face down card "Monstero shibioji" - Set monster on the field in defense position "(monster name) kokegioji" - Summon a monster in attack position "Maho cardo haksu" - Activating a magic (maho) card "(monster name) shougen" - Summoning a monster (not specifying what position) "Reverse cardo haksu" - Activating a set monster, magic, or trap's effect "(Watashiwa/Bokuwa/Oré-sama wa) turn" - Annoucing the beginning of one's turn "Turn shujo" or "Turn endo" - Announcing the end of one's turn
Japanese Name - English Name
Black Magician - Dark Magician Black Magician Girl - Dark Magician Girl Black Paladin - Dark Paladin Dead Alive (picture of an ankh) - Monster Reborn (still trying to figure out what that's supposed to be...) Chaos Knight - Black Luster Soldier Five God Dragon (F.G.D.) - Mystic Dragon (interestingly enough, in The Sacred Cards video game, they kept the card's initials "F.G.D.". Morons.) Gilfar Demon - Beast of Gilfar Summoned Demon - Summoned Skull Louise - Beaver Warrior Gremlin - Feral Imp Minotaurus - Battle Ox Black Demon Dragon - Black Skull Dragon Wyvern Warrior - Alligator's Sword Wyvern Warrior Dragon - Alligator's Sword Dragon Magnet Warrior Alpha - Alpha the Magnet Warrior Anti Thunderbolt - Anti Raigeki Thunderbolt - Raigeki Magnet Warrior Beta - Beta the Magnet Warrior Blue Eyes Ultimate Dragon (Anime attack name: Ultimate Burst Stream) - Blue-Eyes Ultimate Dragon (Anime attack name: Ultimate White Lightning)Blue Eyes White Dragon (Anime attack name: Burst Stream) - Blue-Eyes White Dragon (Anime attack name: White Lightning) Elvin Swordsman - Celtic Guardian Chimera - Chimera the Flying Mythical Beast Dark Necrophia - Dark Necrofear Ouji Board ~ Spirit Message "D" - Destiny Board ~ Spirit Message "F" Spirit Message "E" - Spirit Message "I" Spirit Message "A" - Spirit Message "N" Spirit Message "T" - Spirit Message "A" Spirit Message "H" - Spirit Message "L" Dark Angel Doma - Doma the Angel of Silence Dunames - Dunames Dark Witch Kaleidoscope - Elegant Egotist Dark Rider Gaia - Gaia the Fierce Knight Magnet Warrior Gamma - Gamma the Magnet Warrior Gazelle - Gazelle the King of Mythical Beasts Cyclops - Hitotsu-me Giant Diamond Dragon - Hyozanryu Psycho Shocker - Jinzo Demon Dragon - Koumori Dragon Dijinn - La Jinn the Mystical Genie of the Lamp Master of Dragon Knight - Master of Dragon Soldier Black Meteor Dragon - Meteor Black Dragon Holy Elf - Mystical Elf Gift of the Holy Elf - Gift of the Mystical Elf God of the Stone Tower, Obelisk the Tormentor - Obelisk the Destroyer (in the newer games, it's Obelisk the Tormentor) Mermaid - Red Archery Girl Sacrifice - Relinquished Gargoyle - Ryu-Kishin Clown Gargoyle - Ryu-Kishin Clown Saint Dragon, the God of Osiris - Slifer the Sky Dragon Hexing Circle - Spellbinding Circle God of Sun Dragon Ra - The Winged Dragon of Ra Thousand-Eyes Sacrifice - Thousand-Eyes Restricted Time Magician - Time Wizard Toon Black Magician Girl - Toon Dark Magician Girl Toon Summoned Demon - Toon Summoned Skull Magnet Balkilio - Valkyrion the Magna Warrior Blood Vorse - Vorse Raider Saint Barrier ~ Mirror Force - Mirror Force Card Hand Kill - Card Destruction Cross Sacrifice - Soul Exchange
There are probably more differences in names than I'm aware of.
Japanese Names - English Names
Yugi Mutou - Yugi Moto Sugoroku Mutou - Solomon Moto Mou hitori no Yugi - Yami Katsuya Jonouchi - Joey Wheeler Shizuka Jonouchi - Serenity Wheeler Hiroto Honda - Tristan Taylor Anzu Mazaki - Téa Gardener Ryou Bakura - Ryou Mou hitori no Bakura - Yami Bakura Pegasus J. Crawford - Maximillion Pegasus Marik Ishitar - Malik Ishitar (this was fixed in later episodes) Mou hitori no Marik - Yami Marik Isis Ishitar - Ishizu Ishitar Ryujii Otogi - Duke Devlin Mai Kuzuku - Mai Valentine Insector Haga - Weevil Underwood Dinosaur Ryuusaki - Rex Raptor Rishid - Odion
Count on this list to be updated once the Doom Season comes to this country.