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Tales Of 3a's Harems; So we don't keep asking who's left.
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Topic Started: Apr 11 2012, 08:32 PM (2,676 Views)
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EvaUnit01
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Sep 28 2012, 09:54 AM
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Well-Meaning Madman
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Can I take a stab at Asakura/Hakase?
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Let's Play Parasite Eve?
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rikalous
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Sep 28 2012, 07:24 PM
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Course. You don't need to ask for permission.
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Sep 29 2012, 06:33 AM
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- Sep 28 2012, 11:24 PM
Course. You don't need to ask for permission.
Given....... stuff.... I figured that I should. I'll see about working on it later on.
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Let's Play Parasite Eve?
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Oct 6 2012, 10:17 PM
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Asakura/Ku Fei
“When I get...down from here...gonna kick...your ass...”
“Mm. That makes other point of exercise, aru. Is good motivation. Now do twenty more.”
“Y-you bitch...”
The room was solid and red-bricked, spacious in the way that artists’ lofts are spacious. A controlled mess of mats, racks, bags, bars, benches, and weights sprawled toward the west side, where a series of arched windows let in the late afternoon sun. With the room’s massive fans shut down by request, its temperature had risen to a swelter.
Everything as it should be, thought Ku Fei, Ala Alba’s bare-fisted fighter extraordinaire. Physical prowess was meant to be sweated for, after all.
And sweat Asakura Kazumi did, until it felt like she was swimming in her gym clothes. Suspended by her knees from a hanging bar, the amateur reporter shook and twisted with the strain of cranking out sit-ups, barely able to keep her hands on the back of her head. Whenever she sank back into a hanging position, there was the reminder that she didn’t know how long she’d been torturing herself like this: not only was the clock on the far wall upside down to her, but her taskmaster had draped a towel over it long beforehand. The girl’s cruelty knew no bounds.
Up, down, sixteen. Up, down, seventeen. Up, down, eighteen. Blink sweat from eyes. Contemplate weakness. Screw that. Up, down, nineteen.
After a final, monumental effort that left clouds lingering behind her eyes, Kazumi flopped back, letting her arms dangle toward the floor. “Done,” she wheezed.
“You are needing help down, aru? Never going to kick your Master’s ass like that, you know.” It didn’t take sight to know the Chinese girl was grinning at her. “Here, let go. I catch you.”
“Please,” said Kazumi, and the moment she felt a pair of strong arms supporting her back, she unhooked her legs and fell into Ku Fei’s embrace. It took some doing, but she got upright under her own power and turned to face her friend. Part of her wanted to make some smart remark or witty joke, but another part of her had been made giddy by exhaustion, and that part was stronger; she settled for a lopsided smile. “So, Teach, what next?”
Ku Fei pulled a fake beard and mustache set from one shorts pocket, put it on, and started stroking it. “Next comes invisible chair,” she said. “Is old favorite, yes?”
Kazumi rolled her eyes. “Oh, super. How many minutes this time?”
“Until I say stop. Plus extra for badmouthing. Master never forgets, aru.” She didn’t think the martial artist’s grin could get wider, but it did.
When Kazumi flattened her back against the nearby wall and held herself in a squat, she did not look for a distraction in mirrors, because she knew what she would see: a girl with a messy ponytail, beat up clothing, and a second skin of saltwater, who had entirely too much progress left to make with herself. It was one thing to be reasonably fit - and rockin’ the curves, if she did say so herself - but it was something else to be as strong as your incredible group of friends. If nothing else, the Gravekeeper’s Palace had shown her her limits, as well as why she so badly needed to break them. She’d hoped for a little less monotony along the way, but hey, what could you do?
“Really, Ku-chan, is throwing a couple punches too much to ask for? This conditioning stuff’s driving me a little nuts.”
“Punches start next week,” chirped Ku Fei, and she crossed her tanned arms. “Remember, Asakura is Asukura, not Negi-bozu. Negi-bozu, he prodigy, one in million student. His training not the same.”
Bait, once thrown, was impossible to ignore. “One in a million, huh? Oh my, such praise for our little leader~! Is that a blush I spot on you?”
“N-no...”
“Hehehe-”
“...Double sessions, now. All week.”
“Geh.”
Properly chastised, Kazumi redoubled her attempt to ignore the way her lower body was starting to burn. Asakura was Asakura, huh? Yeah, that seemed about right. The way Negi-sensei moved forward, how he made things look so easy sometimes...looking at it blindly, it wasn’t hard to fool yourself into thinking progress came cheap. She was as guilty of that as anyone else.
So, all told, she was really glad she’d asked Ku Fei for help...
...And just like that, she found a wonderful new distraction. Had her classmate’s legs always been that long, that supple? Granted, all those sleek Magic World outfits hadn’t exactly been hiding much, but whoa. This made much better viewing than her reflection, or her memories, or the sunset, or whatever else.
When she told the girl as much a few minutes later, the image of a chi-master tripping over her own feet would be burned into her mind for years.
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Darkenning
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Oct 7 2012, 11:13 AM
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Pervert. Also, Witch.
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Hilairious! Well-done!
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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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EvaUnit01
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Oct 9 2012, 07:19 AM
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I make no promise as to quality, but at least I tried. Here goes nothing....
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Asakura/Hakase
"So what's up this time, prof?"
Hakase grinned. "The time has come for the entire WORLD to observe my genius! And, to that end, I've brought you here to report on my latest invention!"
Asakura replied, "Yes, yes, I know. Same deal as every other week. So, what's your invention/discovery this time? I mean, I couldn't report on spiral power or Getter Rays because they rendered the laws of physics irrelevant, the kaiju and super robots would've caused too much of a panic, and even you should've known better than to cook up a death plague that only affects otaku and shotacons."
Hakase had the good sense to look abashed at the last one. "I meant to target lolicons! Wait, that's still a bad thing because killing is wrong, even if they love preschoolers. THAT WAS OFF THE RECORD!"
Asakura raised an eyebrow as she inspected her nails. "Uh-huh. So I ask again, what have you cooked up this time?"
Her manic grin returning, Hakase gestured to a very big... something that was covered by a tarp. "I got myself wondering, why is it that so many fiction protagonists have a superpowered evil side, and yet it's almost unheard of for a villain to have a superpowered good side - or for a hero to have a superpowered even more good side? And then that got me to thinking, since every person has different facets of their personae that they show to other people at different times - for instance, the Asakura who is a 3-A student, the Asakura who is a relentless reporter, and that improbably sexy beast that is also Asakura - why can't those other personae be used as personality facets that give superpowers?"
Asakura thought to herself, 'I think I can see where THIS is going.'
Then as Hakase tore down the tarp, revealing a massive laser cannon as DRAMATIC MUSIC blared, she declared, "BEHOLD, THE PERSONA-SUPERPOWER-GIVER-INATOR!"
Asakura raised her eyebrow again. "Is there a reason you've taken to naming your inventions [x]-inator lately?"
"Not really, it just seemed amusing at the time."
"Well, if you're going to zap one of us, then go ahead and do it."
Hakase fired up the blaster and happily chirped, "Here comes science!"
There was blinding flash of light, and then Asakura fell unconscious.
When she next awoke, she found herself clad only in her loosely-buttoned shirt, while Hakase was chained to the wall and had a stupid grin on her face. Also mostly undressed.
"Prof, what the heck happened while I was out?"
Dreamily, as though not in posession of her full faculties, Hakase replied, "You became sex incarnate..."
"... I see. And you're chained to the wall... why?"
"You introduced me to bondage, you red-headed goddess, you."
Asakura snapped her fingers in irritation. "Damnit, I can't report on this, it won't cause a big enough reaction."
Hakase managed to unchain herself with the key she kept behind her ear, and asked, "Pity sex?"
Asakura grinned like a shark. "Same as every other week."
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T-bone
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Oct 13 2012, 10:24 AM
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It was open, so I wrote it.
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Asakura / Ako
Her plans had been time-consuming, nerve-wracking, and a bit expensive, but they were about to be so worth it.
Late evening hung over Mahora like a warm cloak, subduing it yet not stifling it with its presence. Along the banks of the river that drained into Library Lake, streetlights cast a wistful glow over red brick walkways, and the smell of spice hung tantalizingly in the air. This was an hour of whispers and murmurs, of hands in hands and arms in arms, of balm and honey. A perfect scene...but not yet. There was still someone missing from the picture.
Kazumi sat alone, waiting, at a covered restaurant table beside a balcony railing. Chin in palm, she took a slow, savoring look at the skyline to her right, and was pleased to note that her view was clean and un-obstructed - a big point in the establishment’s favor. More than a year ago, the young reporter had begun writing a web column devoted to great places with great food, and as it became increasingly popular, she found herself striving to do it justice. As such, her critical mind took note of everything it could, from the soothingly green awning over her head to the quality of the serving staff uniforms.
So far, she had a feeling her readers would love seeing a review of this place, though unfortunately, she didn’t intend to give it to them. As things were, she didn’t expect to stay properly focused throughout her dinner. Yes, there were just too many possible distractions - far too many. Not that anyone could blame her for them, of course.
For a moment, Kazumi let the feeling of a breeze across her exposed back sweep her imagination away, and lost herself in a fantasy of a shared plate of pasta, ending with a kiss...and more to come.
A pair of heeled footsteps nearby tore her from her reverie. Kazumi turned in her chair, searching for the source of the noise, and froze. She was suddenly very glad she’d been biting her lip; if not, she bet her jaw would be on the floor.
Izumi Ako was a very pretty girl, no secrets there. In a white sun dress and wide-brimmed sun hat, however, she was nothing short of radiant. There was a bashful smile blooming on her face, and she’d clasped her hands together at her hips. Yet above all that...
Ako giggled. “You’re making funny faces again, Kazumi-chan.”
Kazumi worked her mouth for a moment, and finally stammered out a token greeting. She’d entertained thoughts of teasing her date for lateness, but could no longer find the will to do so. How could she, when the likely reason for it was flowing down to the girl’s backside?
“...I like your hair,” said Kazumi, feeling tinier and a little awkward. “It’s beautiful.”
And she really meant it. Ako’s hair had a wonderful pale hue, and at its current length, this was even more obvious. Kazumi found herself doling out mental slaps for not sneaking a closer look during that time at the Ostian baths.
“Um, thank you,” said Ako. “Chamo-kun helped me with it...”
Briefly, Kazumi wondered what it would cost to cast her rodent friend’s heroic image in bronze. Wow, she thought. Godspeed, you magnificent little mutant. I owe you one.
Ako sat down, and their eyes locked for an instant; Kazumi broke away first, chuckling. “So...hey.”
“Hi.”
“Nice place, right?”
“Yes. I still don’t know how you managed to get reservations here...”
Kazumi smiled. “I have my ways, Ako-chan.”
“Mm. You’re very capable.”
“Always.”
By the time their drinks were served, Kazumi’s uncharacteristic shyness had vanished altogether, and she was back to drawing puppy eyes and blushes from her date as she usually did. They spoke of magic, and two worlds, and jobs, and family, and a very special young man, and other, smaller things, and they barely remembered ordering their food.
Halfway through a bite of spaghetti bolognese, Kazumi thought she felt the tablecloth caressing her leg, but it wasn’t the tablecloth. She looked to Ako, who was trying and failing to seem innocent, and she had to stifle a grin herself.
Tonight was going to be an interesting night indeed.
Also, there's this:
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Asakura / Madoka
The last chords die away, the cheers ring out, and the confetti falls, but Madoka only focuses on a person - the redhead in the crowd with two thumbs way up, her notebook momentarily forgotten.
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rikalous
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Oct 13 2012, 01:42 PM
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Lovely, both of them.
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Oct 14 2012, 09:30 PM
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For the record, I see this first one as being set in a world where nobody found out about magic.
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Asakura / Makie
A full day had passed since it happened, and she knew her girlfriend was well on the way to recovery, but Makie couldn’t help looking like a particularly lost, wet puppy anyway.
The rosette gymnast set a fresh cup of tea on the nightstand and stepped back, fidgeting. “I’m really, really sorry about this, Kazumi-cha-”
“Hey, hey, enough of that.” Kazumi give her an amused look from her pillow, and closed the detective novel she’d been reading. “I’m the one who wanted to try it in the first place, remember? You can’t possibly be sorry for being more flexible than me.”
“But...”
“And besides, it’s only a couple of pulled muscles. Big deal.”
“But-!”
“You’re sorry we didn’t get to finish, aren’t you.”
Makie blushed fit to explode.
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Asakura / Sakurako
“No, Asakura Kazumi, don’t you dare. You’re totally above making ‘getting lucky’ jokes, and you know it.”
“Oh, am I?”
Edit: Man, I am whooping this thread's ass right now. You need to step up your game, Iridians.
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rikalous
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Oct 14 2012, 09:58 PM
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Nobody is above cheesy puns, about luck or otherwise.
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For the record, I see this first one as being set in a world where nobody found out about magic. What, because they couldn't magic away the injuries? I know I wouldn't want to explain to Konoka or whoever exactly how I'd pulled those muscles.
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Edit: Man, I am whooping this thread's ass right now. You need to step up your game, Iridians. It turns out that having an actual, multi-chapter fic you're working on eats up your random snippet time and creativity.
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Oct 15 2012, 03:45 AM
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Good point. And yeah, I know; I was just kidding.
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Nov 3 2012, 11:17 AM
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Asakura / Chizuru
“I gotta say, Chizuru, you really know how to pamper a girl.”
“Mm. More ice cream?”
“Couldn’t eat another bite.”
The television’s pale light cast long shadows across Naba Chizuru’s dorm room. There was a late-night documentary playing, and a confident, scholarly voice narrated animal life on Africa’s western Serengeti plains. Kazumi watched with undisguised interest, the dish and spoon in her lap entirely forgotten.
“You know,” Chizuru murmured into her hair, “Before today I’d had no idea you liked nature shows so much.”
Kazumi nodded, and sank deeper into her friend’s embrace; Chizuru sighed, pleased, and a hint of mint and chocolate lingered on her breath.
“Someday,” the reporter said, “I wanna see all of that in person. Every last inch. Till then, I’ve gotta be satisfied with what I can get.”
“Only ‘satisfied,’ Kazumi-chan? You’ve been focusing on the screen like you want to try astral projection. It’s a little disappointing.”
“Heh, my bad.”
“Hmph.”
“Geez, we’ve got a jealous one tonight...mmn, hey, no fair with the massaging. ‘M gonna fall asleep before the lions start fighting.”
“I wonder whether I should have let Kotarou-kun stay up with us,” said Chizuru, sparkling with mischief. “You sounded exactly like him just now.”
Kazumi snorted. “Right, as if he’d stay awake for anything more complex than Muscle Kamen. Admit it, you just want more cuddling. Greedy woman.”
“Very greedy.”
Chizuru trailed kisses down her neck. Still mindful of her surroundings - though only barely - Kazumi set her dessert dish aside.
“...Beast,” she whispered.
“Guilty as charged.”
Wandering fingers teased her sensitive stomach.
“Sh-should’ve put you in the film. Hell with the lions.”
“Maybe so,” said Chizuru, and she ran her tongue slowly over one earlobe.
Kazumi burned for a kiss, but even as her back arched and her voice rose to a purr, something occurred to her:
“You know, you never did finish your share of the ice cr-”
“Let it melt.”
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Asakura / Ayaka
From the very beginning, they understand that fiscal responsibility helps good relationships last longer, so whenever Kazumi sings “Can’t Buy Me Love” in deliberate Engrish, Ayaka sings along with her, and chuckles.
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Nov 5 2012, 08:51 PM
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The roll continues.
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Asakura / Asuna
“So hey, if you used magical birth control, would your powers cancel it out? Inquiring minds want to know.”
One Ensis Exorcians fan slap later, she’s tumbling ass over teakettle into the baths.
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Asakura / Chachamaru
In the hustle and bustle after the final bell, Kazumi almost doesn’t notice when something slips into her skirt pocket. Curious, she fishes the item out.
It’s a key. A windup key.
A wicked smile blooms on her face.
Kazumi scours the hallway with bedroom eyes, thoughts of green hair and an artificial blush flooding her mind, but her target is gone. Playing hard to get. Hide and seek.
I hope she’s in the bell tower this time, she thinks, readying her Pactio card.
And the game is afoot.
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Nov 6 2012, 12:26 AM
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Yes, these amuse me. You could end up being the only person to ever write one again, and it would not be a problem.
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Nov 6 2012, 12:56 AM
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All Your 'Ships Are Belong to Us! XD
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I like those last two snippets.
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Negima is love. Everyone is shotacon for Negi. Everyone is hot for Yue. Everyone is moe for Nodoka.
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