Out of all the things he could've encountered in this strange world he'd been flung into, Wilson never would've guessed he'd be up against a living tree... Getting firewood became THAT much harder suddenly.

Wilson, Willow, and Wes go out to hunt for food, when some how willow disappears leaving Wilson and Wes to fend off hounds. However something strange happens to Wilson and Wes after they are revived with the amulet that Wes had. Wilson x Wes and a little bit of Wilson x Willow later on.

Recursion: the process of defining a function by the repeated application of an algorithm

Wes, the useless mute, and Wolfgang, the brawn-over-brains muscleman, are an unlikely pair of friends. (Reviews are appreciated and be sure to check out my other stuff if you like this!)

Wilson keeps a journal as he traverses the desolate island he finds himself stranded upon.

Patricia was someone who's survival instincts don't necessarily kick in, but when a sly demon banishes her to an island of creatures and moving shadows she ought to start learning. For if she won't...then she's spider food.

Wilson is trying to figure out the current state of his mind with the help of others.

Wilson has always been alone. Introspection by firelight.

Around the old village of Shanter lives a strange man, who has his strange ways. When he disappears, the village is left to find what he left behind.

Wilson searches for gold to build an Alchemy Machine, and runs into an unsuspected guest along the way.

Vivian wakes up to find she's the next victim in Maxwell's game. Not knowing what to do, where she is, or how she got there, Vivian begins to explore. Soon, she is saved by one of the other people in Maxwell's game; Wilson. Safe together, they start to help each other survive. Will the two live? Can they find others? Will the author ever figure our how to write a good description?

As Wilson begins his adventure in this new place he questions his survival skills and begins

Willow takes Wilson's question "Do you have any charcoal?" very, very seriously. (Also uploaded to Tumblr under the same username.)

After being killed by hounds, Wilson revives from a touchstone and dashes back to his base, finding his chest of a companion still there, as he always was. (Also uploaded to Tumblr under the same username.)

In the midst of winter, Wes and WX-78 are caught out away from their camp, and have to spend the night temporary in the forest. Unfortunately, WX-78 still only has a set of rabbit muffs. (Very slight ship vibe, also uploaded to Tumblr under the same username.)

So here is a book, I wrote it... It sucks, but, please enjoy!

Wilson awakes. Now he is alone, truly and thoughtfully alone. He is now left with his memories, his thoughts, and his will; and he wonders, how? What and where? And he also wonders... why? Enjoy this one shot story of regret, sadness, and a small dash of hope still left. Thank you!

There wasn't too much fanfiction on this game yet, so I decided to fix that. This was pumped out in a very short amount of time, so please excuse any gramatical errors. I just really love Wilson, okay.