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The All Purpose Negima Fanfiction Thread Backup Redux; In case TvTropes shuts down forums. may we never have to use this.
Topic Started: Apr 6 2012, 07:22 PM (12,380 Views)
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Yes I am. I said I would, and I hate going back on my word. IANCE, you pustulating whoreson, I am going to find you when this is over. They will make a torture porn movie about your death, and they will have to tone it down to maintain suspension of disbelief.

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Sadistic Choice.

Through his never ending haze, Nagi Springfield often could hear things, even if most often he was completely powerless to do anything about them. This time was no exception, as he clearly could hear his own voice sying loudly...

"So those are your alternatives, Negi Springfield! Kill me along my host body, or purge me out, but I'll destroy all your partners along myself with the last attack of my disembodied self! What are you going to do, Boy? Will it be the father you never knew, or the comrades who would do anything for you...?"

When Nagi next regained any degree of awareness, he felt his own body again, aching and tired all over, and bleeding, but not as much as he would have expected, given the givens. He had survived far worse. However, a quick glance around himself told him others hadn't been as fortunate, since the landscape was covered by broken, motionless bodies.

A boy who looked remarkably like him stood before him, tearful, shaking. Nagi didn't need asking for his name. "I'm sorry..." he said, with a choked voice. "I... Please, let's never talk about this..."

"You won't, at least," Nagi said firmly, and then punched all of Negi's teeth out.
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For all Those we Left Behind.

"Before we continue, let us take a few minutes to remember those who aren't here in body anymore, but whose spirits will live forever in our hearts, " Negi said solemnly. "Like Miyazaki-san, who fell down those stairs the day I arrived here. If only I had been there a few moments before. Or Sasaki-san, who landed on her head in that fall down Library Island. Or Mc Dowell-san, who fell into that river before I could stop her fall. Or Ku-san, who was squashed by that demon god in Kyoto. Or Naba-san, who suffocated in that bubble that evil Count placed her into. Or Chao-san, who fell off that blimp to her tragic demise..."

He wiped a tear off a corner of his eye. He really had to work on his nick-of-time rescues, he decided.

"Or Asakura-san, who landed on some rocks headfirst when we arrived at Mundus Magicus. Or Ayase-san, who went overboard with the sapphism, whatever that is, at Ariadne Academy. Or Izumi-san, although I'm sure Tosaka-san really wasn't aware he was putting that much voltage while shocking her. Or Hasegawa-san, tragically killed by Shirabe-san before Kotaro-kun could reach her. Or Aisaka-san, whose doll was petrified and shattered, and her soul proved unable continuing existing in Mundus Magicus. Or Karakuri-san, ripped apart and burned by Quartum-san. Or Ookuchi-san, who drowned because of Sextum-san, and so young, too! Or Saotome-san, whose whaleship crashed down right on top of Hakase-san..."

He took a deep breath and sipped from his glass of water.

"Or Asuna, whom I had to sacrifice for the sake of Mundus Magicus. Or Yukihiro-san, who took her own life, unable to cope. Or Kakizaki-san, who slipped in the tub. Or... well, I could continue on, but I'm sure they all would prefer for us to march on and forge ahead rather than dwelling on the pain of their physical departures."

The sole girl sitting before him in the graduation ceremony clapped.

"And keeping in mind that, I have decided, knowing well how fleeting life and happiness are, and how much they should be valued and prized while we have them..." Negi sighed, then knelt down before her and took her hand, "Rainyday-san, I love you. Would you marry me and make me the happiest man on Earth?"

Zazie, after a brief moment of shock, smiled in the sweetest, kindest possible way ever.

"I'll do, " she told Negi.

And they lived happily ever after.

Shizuna cried at their wedding more than she had in any of the funerals.
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... that's the second one in a row where all the girls get killed. You're starting to worry me, old chum.
"Hello! I'm Rurin, the Magical Mouse! My favorite food is cheese! My favorite pastimes are tormenting cats and facilitating romance! I have the power to bind the souls of guys who mistreat women to the depths of hell and subject them to everlasting karmic suffering! Isn't that cute? Pleased to meet you!" -- Rurin, the Magical Mouse, Magical Patissiere Kosaki-chan.
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Hey, at least I'm not the guy who killed them all, except the one he derailed as his pet's caretaker, in the official, actual manga canon.

Edited by OverMaster, Aug 14 2014, 06:07 PM.
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Reinvention.

“It's quite possible we may actually be looking at some kind of super-sanity here. A brilliant new modification of human perception, more suited to urban life at the end of the twentieth century...He creates himself each day. He sees himself as the lord of misrule and the world as a theatre of the absurd.”

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One day, I'm Sayo, the ghost slinking around the corners of the city, unseen, hiding, unwilling to show myself, a shy lost soul.

One day I'm Yuuna, the brash, madly shooting loudmouth who bursts in without a plan, just for the sheer fun of it.

One day I'm Kazumi, the smugly smirking noisy shadow who somehow will learn everything about you and then use it against you.

One day I'm Yue, the cerebral and cold planner whose emotion bubbles shortly under the surface.

One day I'm Ako, fascinated with unwanted syringes up the butt and nurse outfits.

One day I'm Akira, the strange creature who silently lurks under the waters like a relic from the days of the Great Old Ones.

One day I'm Misa, greedy, always up for a crazy quick get-rich scam, which I'll rub on everyone's faces.

One day I'm Asuna, nearly blindly obsessed with an emotionally damaged selfless warrior who won't give in to us. Our love.

One day I'm Misora, the quick-footed dirty coward addicted to pranks, chuckling at others right before fleeing them.

One day I'm Chachamaru, the pale green haired anomaly with tons of firepower.

One day I'm Madoka. I call those bad days when I stay in bed and pray for the next day, because Madoka is normal.

One day I'm Ku Fei, the giggling fighter who dumbly thinks that, if I defeat the man I love, he'll have no option but being with me until our deaths.

One day I'm Konoka, surprisingly twisted thoughst under a harmless facade full of good humor.

One day I'm Haruna, the imaginative pervert and deviant with the unending ideas.

One day I'm Setsuna, the rejected albino monster branded forever by my appearance.

One day I'm Makie, The Fool.

One day I'm Sakurako, gifted with the devil's own luck, saving me from anything thrown my way, laughing every step along.

One day I'm Mana, the sharpshooting orphaned demon in love with money.

One day I'm Chao, the enigma wrapped into a riddle inside of a conundrum, and I won't ever lie, but I'll still make your life miserable as I'm completely open and honest and earnest and sincere and affable.

One day I'm Kaede, always with a placid smile and an enigmatic sentence in my lips.

One day I'm Chizuru, raping your mind with a gentle smile.

One day I'm Fuuka, the little mischievous understimated prankster.

One day I'm Fumika, the little mischievous understimated prankster.

One day I'm Satomi, the genius whose bright mind clearly lives in another world as I devise killer machines.

One day I'm Chisame, stabbing punks in dark alleys when I'm not assaulting the mass media with my carefully fabricated image.

One day I'm Evangeline, The Dreaded, the cold hearted fiend, the one whose name they whisper in terror and disgust, fearing even to try and collect on my many bounties.

One day I'm Nodoka, the well read dirty minded badass who hides behind an unassuming appearance.

One day I'm Natsumi, master of disguise and acting, and Oberon Sexton and Ivar Loxias and Joe Kerr and the Red Hood and John Dough and once the Batman, too.

One day I'm Ayaka, richer than sin and unafraid of throwing my money around just to get a reaction out of the one I love.

One day I'm Satsuki, a master of combining ingredients for a surprise, masterful result.

One day I'm Zazie, the mystery of a demon, the living Nightmare Circus, the ringmaster from Hell.

Fortunately, no month has thirty two days.
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Faily Tale.

Prince Phillip valiantly walked into the secret chamber. After bravely fighting his way through the defenders, he had finally reached his destination. And there she was, at the midle of it all, a lovely vision of pure youthful beauty. The renowned sleeping beauty.

Delicately, he leaned over her and planted a kiss on her lips.

Princess Asuna blinked several times, slapped the prince on instinct, and sat up as if moved by a spring. "What the hell..? How many years have been? One hundred, right? Darn, I feel really cramped, and I've gotta pe— errr, never mind. Who the heck are you?"

"Uhhh..." the Prince said, trying to rub his chin back into shape. It wasn't working.

It hadn't been one hundred years yet, so Mundus Magicus collapsed.

In hindsight, it was Negi's fault for not telling the world at large the sleeping beauty needed her death sleep, but then again, that would have been terrible PR for the project.
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Love is the Best Seasoning.

Asuna had to admit she had been waiting for that moment ever since they set foot on Wales. As Nekane Springfield placed their plates before the expecting Ala Alba, none of them could stop remembering all the praise Negi had given, over and over, all through the flight and after it, on his sister's wonderful cooking. And it indeed looked excellent, and smelled the part as well, especially tickling Kotaro's nose in a way that nearly mesmerized him.

"Itadaikimatsu!!" Negi chanted the Japanese word happily, with a smile Asuna had never seen on him before, and it was contagious, as his followers all repeated it before digging in...

... a moment later, they stopped.

Asuna's face began growing purple, her mouth overstuffed with the huge mouthful that refused to go down. Chisame's mouth had suddenly collapsed onto itself. Yue trembled madly, her eyes reduced to dots. Haruna's glasses had blanked out, tears streaming down them. Nodoka choked softly and took a hand to her chest. Kotaro gave a few whimpers not too unlike those of a battered puppy. Asakura had grown pale enough to make Sayo look like Mana. Only Chachamaru, who lacked tastebuds, kept on eating in serenity, complimenting the texture of the meal.

"It is, isn't it?" Negi said, enjoying the food that had marked his childhood. "Ah, and the others are so struck...! Sister's food always makes people wordless, that's how amazing it is...!"

Anya, who despite everything could show compassion for the enemy, passed a bottle of Pepto-Bismol under the table and over to Asuna, while eating with the acquired discipline of a magical soldier.
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Zizi Topp's Pop Evil, part 1

Some afternoons following their mutual coming-out in the dorm, Chisame and Misa were heading back from class. "Man, that sucked," Misa whined. "How do you feel about that English test?"

Chisame scowled, irritated that her roommate wouldn't leave her alone. "Better than you probably do...." then under her breath added, "barely..."

Misa laughed. "Yeah, probably. Man, I'm never going to get how the professor and the prez can pull off stellar grades like that."

Chisame looked at her classmate incredulously. "What do you mean, you don't understand how they can get good grades? What the heck is there to not get? It's because they actually give a damn and work for it."

"Asuna works even harder than the prez, but she's still Baka Red. Also, you just said a minute ago that you didn't do a whole lot better than I did."

"Well, I guess there's no accounting for stupidity... Also, I don't give a damn. There's no real point in working as hard as those overachievers. It's an escalator school, so it takes one hell of a failure not to move up to the next grade level."

Misa nodded, accepting her friend's logic. "Makes enough sense, I guess."

Chisame then stopped and demanded, "And just why the heck am I hanging out with you, anyway?!"

Misa grinned. "Because it's fate. Like I told you the other night, Stand users attract each other."

"You barely told me anything back then! You spouted some paraspiritual crap lifted from a Persona game and then spent two hours gushing about some guy you're pining for back in your hometown!"

Misa blinked, the picture of innocence. "Did I? Did I really? That doesn't really sound like something I would do."

"We were both there, of course you did!"

Misa blinked again. "Were you there, Chisame? Were you really?"

Chisame was about to lose her patience with the idiot in front of her, before she suddenly came to a realization. "Hey, Kakizaki. For some reason, the pavement's wet here."

Misa stopped in alarm, and immediately knelt to feel the ground. "Moreover, it's kind of... sticky. Like someone emptied out their can of grape juice on the ground, or something."

Quickly glancing about, she observed that the peculiar residue appeared to extend into an alleyway, while the sidewalk on either side was mostly dry. "But this much residue... could it... no, I'm sure of it! This must be the work of an enemy Stand user!"

Chisame silently counted to ten, before speaking. "First off, why does it have to be a Stand user? That alleyway is on an incline, so it's totally possible that some truck driver was transporting their mass of grape juice, got into an accident around the upper end of the alley, and the product spilled out. And that's what we're looking at. And even if it were the work a Stand user, why would you assume it was an enemy? Hell, the better question is, why do we even care?"

Chisame began to turn and walk off, but Misa reached out with one of SLTS's phantom hands and grabbed her. "No. It isn't something I can really explain, but my instincts are telling me that this is the work of a Stand user."

"... What, you're telling me you have a Stand-sense now? You're Spider-Woman, or something?"

"No, I just grew up in Morioh-cho, that's all. It's a town full of Stand users, so as I result I've developed something like an instinct when it comes to Stand phenomena."

Chisame lifted her glasses for a moment to massage the bridge of her nose. "C'mon, you have got to be bullshitting me."

"No, no, I'm serious. For example, I'm pretty sure that there are at least one or two other Stand users in our class, but I haven't been able to figure out who they are just yet. But I haven't really gotten a malevolent feeling from anyone, so I haven't really looked that hard."

"... So," Chisame began, "let me get this straight. Assuming that your Stand radar is actually a thing, you're telling me that there's an enemy Stand user up this alleyway... and you want us to fight go in there and pick a fight with them. Even though I don't know the first thing about what the hell any of this is about."

Misa nodded. "Yeeah, that just about sums it up."

"In that case," Chisame began as she turned away from the alley, "I'm heading back to the dorm for... stuff. Good luck with your..."

No sooner had she turned fully around, then she found a can of soda levitating in front of her at chest level. "... what the-"

Before she could finish her thought, the can popped its own top and blasted her with dark fluid at an extremely high pressure, the stream hitting Chisame with enough force to send her flying into the alleyway.

"CHISAME!"
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Until There Are No Unsatisfied Customers.

"So basically, homicide is the solution to everything!" Konoka gleefully told Robin as he tied her to a lamppost. "There's nothing that can't be solved by killing enough people!"

"Seriously?" Robin sighed, pinning a Bat-Emblem card on her chest for the police. "How could it solve world hunger?"

"Doesn't that answer itself? Half the mouths to feed, by feeding them the other half!"

"How does that fix the pain, the grief of the people you have killed?" Robin argued.

"Then you kill them too, so they stop suffering. I said 'by killing enough', didn't I? You clearly hadn't killed enough yet, then."

Robin gave her a blank, aghast glare.

And he began sobbing weakly for her.

That was when Konoka first found something she couldn't fix by having someone killed.
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"Hello! I'm Rurin, the Magical Mouse! My favorite food is cheese! My favorite pastimes are tormenting cats and facilitating romance! I have the power to bind the souls of guys who mistreat women to the depths of hell and subject them to everlasting karmic suffering! Isn't that cute? Pleased to meet you!" -- Rurin, the Magical Mouse, Magical Patissiere Kosaki-chan.
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Wasn't there a series of crackfic snippets in which a different teacher takes Negi's place as 2/3-A's homeroom teacher? I know one of the snippets involved an anthropomorphic embodiment of Mille Vincula as the new teacher, at least.
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