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Unequally Rational And Emotional Thread; It's Negima with Everything Else Added!
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Topic Started: Apr 15 2012, 06:40 PM (11,717 Views)
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May 31 2012, 06:57 PM
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Bringing the Crazy
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"And they injected me, but surprise of surprises, " the Joker kept on narrating as they marched through the destroyed fields, "My altered biochemistry saved the day! I got a nasty skin rash and that was it! And best thing was, not only they can't legally execute you twice, but they can't sentence you twice for the same crimes, so since I had received my sentence, they had to let me walk away after that. HA HA HA! I love America!"
"Dude, I've known you for seven minutes and I already want to shoot your brains out. Mind, I want that often right after meeting people, but in your case, I want to shoot yours into the sun, " Deadpool said.
"Let me kill him, " Quartum groaned. "Seriously, why are we keeping him alive? He's with the enemy, and the only reason I can see for letting him breathe is getting info out of him, but all you're doing is trading inane anecdotes!"
Joker waved a finger. "Quarts, my lad, it's all about the punchline. They no doubt expect a bombastic battle between madmen, loaded to the galls with freaky references, insults and off color jokes, so naturally, we have to do the opposite thing and talk about our lives leaving them wanting more. It's just logical!"
"They? Who are 'they'?" Quartum scowled fiercely.
"Them!" Joker and Deadpool chorused.
"Was that an attempt to correct my grammar, or just an attempt to deny me a clear answer?"
"Both!" they said at once again.
"Okay, the kid might have a point, " Deadpool pulled a twisted, burnt katana damaged from the explosion he had suffered through earlier the night, and aimed it at Joker. "Traditions are traditions. Let's have the obligatory meeting fight and let's get over with this quick!"
Joker yawned. "Isn't that what heroes do when they meet?"
"Well, technically, I'm an antihero..."
"Dumb goose, then we must have an antifight!"
Deadpool blinked, thought about it, scratched his head with the sword, and nodded. "Okay, I can't argue with that kind of logic. Antifight!"
"Antifight!" Joker cheered, as both adversaries seized each other...
And they hugged and pranced around together like dancing Teletubbies.
Quartum facepalmed in embarrassment. "I despise my life..."
"Your son isn't a fountain of mirth, " Deadpool commented as he pulled away from Joker, leaving a 'Kick me!' sign on his back.
Joker shrugged, leaving a paper reading 'Insert wang here' over an arrow pointing down at the butt on Deadpool's back. "Youth nowadays. They're so pumped on X-Boxes they only can think of random violence."
"True. They forget the other great things of life..."
"Like planned, carefull executed violence..."
"And petty revenges..."
"Psychological torture..."
"Mockery of the system..."
"Then destroying the whole establishment..."
"Hey, the establishment pays my bills. Don't knock it!"
"Oh? Wanna fight, killer dog of the rich? Fine with me!"
"I'm gonna rip and tear your guts out! And all that other jazzy stuff the guy says in the Doom comic!"
"What was all that about not wanting to bother with violence?" Quartum asked.
"What, now you don't want it? Make your mind up!" Joker snarled at him before snarling at Deadpool, swiping a crowbar out. "En garde!"
Deadpool pulled a gun on him. "Rock beats scissors!"
"Dang!"
Quartum sighed, flashed to Deadpool's side, bashed his head down into the dirt, took his gun and burned it with a hand, crushing it into a ball between his fingers. "How pathetic...!"
"There, you got your big fight scene, " Joker waved his hands up, turning around and walking away. "Happy now?"
"Yeah, what he said, or what I think he said, " Deadpool stood back up, his head bleeding from all sides. "He said 'save the lemmings and bring me a human skin coat', right? I'm having problems understanding human speech after that brain damage."
"There wasn't a brain to damage!" Joker pointed out.
"Now that, I understood it!" the Merc with a Mouth protested.
"No wonder. You must be used to hear it all the time..." Joker stopped at the edge of a cliff overlooking the lake below. He looked at the glowing waters and whistled as the column of light shot itself up to the sky. "Oh, just look at this! You two made me arrive late to the party, and you know I hate that! Now all the girls will talk about me behind my back!"
Quartum was at his side now, eyes sparkling viciously. "Oh. That's the sixth model, right there! And an unidentified gigantic pulse of demonic energy, too! That's so..."
"Wicked cool?" Deadpool guessed.
"Freaking awesome?" Joker smirked.
"Do you take me for one of those empty headed human youngsters? I meant... definitely interesting."
"Oh, you talk like an old man, Quarty, " Joker teased. "Act your age for once! Look at that blond girl I thought we had killed in the fire you nitwit can't even kill a girl! She's the stripper from Cinema Town! And she's wearing skimpy black with a whip! Make like a real boy and collapse in a nosebleed!"
"Actually, Takane is the stripper, " Deadpool pointed out. "That one looks identical, but she's actually... Blondie! Hey, it's Blondie Boss Lady! And she's with Chigusa-chan-ha-sama-dono! I can collect on two paychecks at once! SCORE! HEYYY, BLONDIE, CHIGS, IT'S MEEEEEE!"
He began running down, only to stumble in his way, and fall several feet down to splatter against some rocks below.
Quartum smiled and nodded at the Joker, who took his hand back after tossing the banana peel at a distracted Deadpool's feet. "Not too impressive, but still got a good result." He looked down at the red collage on the rocks with great pleasure. "Finally, a gag of yours is worth it..."
Joker tried to push him down the cliff then, but he didn't even move an inch. "Joker..."
"Sorry. It's just natural for an artist to try an encore after being praised..."
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Jun 1 2012, 06:59 PM
Post #167
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Sailor V Says.
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"Hello. Once again, Sailor Mercury here, transmiting from fair and scenic Kyoto. In Minako-san's absence, or rather, in my absence from Mahora, I'll be with my longtime friend Akashi Yuuna-chan tonight."
"Hello, everyone! This is the sexy Yuuna the Kid, ace gunslinger and all around awesome member of the ultra-cool Ala Alba gang! Shaking off the funk, dropkicking the brooding, Yuuna-chan returns in full force!"
"... You don't have to take it the full opposite way either, Yuuna-chan. I'm glad you overcame your recent bad mood, but please try finding a healthy middle point..."
"Screw that, Akira-chan! The way I see it, the moral we learned today is everything is possible as long as you remember punting depression away and forging ahead without looking back!"
"And a long as we have a super-powerful vampire witch on our side, too."
"Way to be a killjoy, Akira-chan! But it's okay, since no matter what anyone says, nothing's gonna ruin my lucky streak now! I made a Pactio with Negi, I beat fan-favorites like Honya and Setsuna to it, I got a set of really sensational guns, and I kicked giant butt this chapter! I feel like tackling anything!"
"Pluto-san told me your father is bedding Medea back at home." "...!-!-!"
"Sorry, but I felt you had the right to know. Anyway, you won't remember any of this info next chapter, since we're in an out of continuity segment, but still--"
"... That Medea is a woman, right?"
"An ancient Greek witch who allegedly killed her own children, but yes, a woman indeed. The kind Haruna-san would fing attract-- Forget it, that covers all kinds of women..."
"... Ah... Ah-ha-ha-ha, I don't care... I'm over my daddy complex... Seriously, I am... I am... As long as... as he is happy... even if it's... with... a murderous witch..."
"Yuuna-chan! You're crying!"
"Am not! I meant, these are, ah, tears of, eh, happiness for-- DADDYYYY! WAHHHHHHH!"
"... What have I done? I'm a horrible person!"
"DADDYYYYY!"
"Yuuna-chan, remember what you just said about--!" "DADDYYYYYY!"
"Calm down! We can work through this! I promise I'll help you deal with it! Just tell me what do I need to do for you! I'll do anything!"
"... Comfort sex?"
"No."
"But you said--"
"No."
"Magical Girls can't lie!"
"We lie all the time. Secret identities, remember?"
"I think I hate y--"
"I can call Makie to help you deal with it, though."
"-- Okay, that'll be enough, I guess."
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Jun 2 2012, 07:37 PM
Post #168
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Oboy. Whee.
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Paru's Family Album
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Mommy Dearest
"But Daddy is a cuter Mom, " Little Haruna explained, still holding the now empty bucket in her hands. "I want him to represent me in the Mother's Day act!"
For a rare moment of vulnerability, Nabiki looked actually hurt. "Him?-"
After the initial shock, Ranma smiled and brushed red wet hair off her face. "Well, it's good to see she already can recognize true beauty at first sight..."
Nabiki was no Akane, but he still felt that punch to the face.
Has Two Mommies
"— so we reached a compromise, " Little Haruna gestured to the smiling Ranma and frowning Nabiki, "Now, can they both represent me, or not?"
The schoolteacher looked genuinely baffled for a moment before gasping. "AH! Your father is THAT Saotome Ranma! The legendary King of Crossdressers!"
"IT'S NOT CROSSDRESSING, DAMMIT!"
"And this is why you must leave this kind of thing only for me, " Nabiki sagely told her daughter.
Haruna only watched at Ranma's offended outburst with an impish grin. "Are you kidding? This is the best part!"
That Day we Met
"This, " Auntie Kodachi introduced her very seriously, "is Sasaki Makie-san, daughter of a... very close friend of a respected acquaintance of the Kuno House. She will be learning gymnastics with us, and so, I expect you to get along swimmingly."
The tiny pink haired, pink wearing girl skipped merrily over to Little Haruna. "Hello! How do you do!"
"You have snot coming out, " Haruna poked at the girl's nose, flicking up a thin gobble dropping out of it.
"Yeah, it happens often!" the girl nodded quickly. She obviously wasn't too smart.
Haruna sighed. "Okay, that'll be the first thing we'll have to work on. You can't move around splashing that all around. Think of the paying public...!"
Makie-chan was fun to work with during the months Haruna tried her hand at gymnastics, and actually found her true calling there, unlike Haruna herself. It was the start of a good friendship that would extend to when they were sent to Mahora together, even if they eventually took on different groups of affiliation.
Makie-chan was also pink, so very pink Auntie Azusa kept on picking her up, calling her 'Brigitte-chan' and trying to take her to her home...
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Jun 3 2012, 05:55 AM
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Rules of the Game
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A hideout somewhere in Kyoto:
"The first Holy Grail War was started 250 years ago, fifty years after the latest Hime Festival to date, " Temptress began, sitting cross legged on Ruri's table.
"What's a Hime Festival?" Ruri had to ask.
"Do you have a strange birthmark anywhere on your body?" asked Temptress. "No."
"Do you know any female who has one? Someone you are precious to?"
"No. I have spent most of my life holed up, and I have no friends."
"Huh. I can guess why I'd be drawn to you, " Temptress pondered, before waving a hand. "I that case, the Hime Festival shouldn't involve you. You're better not knowing about it. Concentrate on the Grail War instead. Anyway, after the Festival, three families that were powerful in the ways of magic, the Tohsakas, the Einzberns and the Makiris, decided to establish another system to achieve ultimate magical power. For that end, they prepared a Holy Grail, not the same one rumored to have been used by Christ. They set a complex ruleset to access that Grail and unlock its use, only available to the winner of a competition between the families. But very soon, that competition expanded beyond the three clans, across the whole magic community."
Ruri took it with the aplomb only an Emotionless Girl can display, while Burnt Alive Lion nodded energetically. "Of course. Any real major breakthrough will spread quickly across all those who could be interested on it, " the hacker said.
The Servant nodded back. "Yes. The details of the rules are incredibly intrincate, but the basics are simple enough so even a neophyte like you can understand them. The magi involved in the War don't fight each other directly. Instead, they use Servants, Heroic Spirits plucked from all ages to battle on their behalf, given new physical bodies by the system. At least, they were all heroic at first. The system was corrupted very quickly, so now heroes and villains alike can be summoned."
"Are you hero or villain?" Ruri asked, absently scratching the back of her itchy hand.
Temptress smiled in an ironic way. "That depends on what you ask me to do, Master."
Ruri wasn't sure how to take that answer, so she urged to "Go on."
"With pleasure, " she purred. "Seven basic classes of Servants designed to do battle were accessed at first. Saber, Berserker, Archer, Lancer, Assassin, Caster and Rider. But as the number of interested would-be contestants grew, and since for each War, each Class could be summoned by only one particular magus, those with enough expertise on magic unlocked their own classes, most often after performing blood curling sacrifices to cheat on the system and enable their wishes. So the extra classes were born. Avenger, Vigilante, Destroyer, Hunter, Trickster, Temptress, Magical Girl, Monster, Judge, Beast, Shield. Only the first seven classes are necessary to stage a War, however. Once all the Servants of those classes are summoned, no more Servants can be invoked until the Grail is obtained, and the War begins."
"Magical Girl?" the lion asked. "Like a Kampfer?"
"Kampfer?" Temptress echoed, then tapped her fingers on the air. The area around her fingers shone in pink for a moment, and her eyes grew faintly bright before she returned to normal. "I see. So thats' a Kampfer. Interesting. Well, more or less. Magical Girl and Temptress are the two only classes that only employ female Servants. Magical Girls are required to be magic users who never were spellcasters in the classical sense of the term, while us Temptress are women who were known by their charms and our ability to use them to get what we wanted in life."
"What's that thing you just did?" asked Ruri.
"I accessed the fabric of reality itself to get information on the Kampfer phenomenon, " Temptress explained. "Thinking of existence as a really advanced subproduct of the divine mainframe that created us all, I am a living program derived from the consciousness of the woman I was in life. So I can use my connection to that web to access useful information anywhere, very easily. See? I'm brains in addition to beauty!" she smiled.
"Any kind of information?" now Ruri was truly interested.
Temptress pouted. "Well, not any, since I got a weak Master with next to no magical potential to access. I wonder how you were able to crack my code."
"Didn't you send me the summon? I read it in my computer screen, and I read it because he urged me to, " Ruri pointed down at the plushie.
Temptress looked at the lion with contempt. "Huh. A small vermin magical pet. Never liked those. Regardless, no, I couldn't reach out to send anything to anyone before being summoned. I have to suppose someone else who wanted to see you fight in the War sent that for you. Anyway, I can still access overall data, just not the details. For instance..." she tapped on the air again, "I can tell they have summoned a Monster, Vigilante, Shield, Lancer, Destroyer, Rider, Caster, Berserker and Judge already. I just can't tell you who or where are they, or who are their Masters. Sorry."
Ruri scratched her head. "How inconvenient. I had other plans."
"I know the feeling, " Temptress sighed. "Now listen, if we really want to win this, we must synchronize our efforts. Even if you don't want to fight, the other Servants will come after us, since the Grail won't be completed and within reach until all Servants in the competition have been slain. I have some basic magic abilities, so I could have been brought as a Magical Girl as well, but I'm in a disadvantage in direct confrontations against stronger Servants. My strong points in a conflict lie with stealth attacks and manipulation of the enemies and others."
"What kind of manipulation?" Ruri questioned.
The small sultry smile returned, and she leaned towards Ruri. "Well, you know, I'm called Temptress for a reason. My Charm is the highest one of all classes. I can get you to do anything for me with just a few well placed words and by using my influence. It doesn't even matter if you are male or female..." Her index finger tickled the plush's throat, and he swooned. "Or even human..."
Ruri forced herself to steel her nerves. "Y-You aren't that charismatic."
"Oh, I'm not even turning on the charms yet..." Temptress purred, and looked behind Ruri's back. "But I'm still having an effect, right, boys...?"
Ruri looked back in mild surprise, seeing Mo, Lar, Cur and Bruno, the Joker's goons at the hideout, all sitting there with stupified smiles and faraway looks on their eyes. "Ah. You were there?"
They all nodded and continued looking at Temptress in dreamy fascination. The Servant smiled smugly and slowly uncrossed her legs and crossed them back the other way, making them all coo. "Oh, there's nothing I like better than a public who can appreciate my beauty..."
Ruri fought a weak blush down and kept her flat expression. "Shameless idiot."
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Jun 3 2012, 07:59 AM
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Paru's Family Album
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Aw Look, They Really Love Each Other. Do They?
So naturally, after witnessing their behavior at the dinner table that night, she did what any normal child would have done, wondering about them. And so she did something no normal children do, that is, hiding in their closet before they got to their bedroom, sitting in the darkness to spy through a thin crack.
She watched carefully how they undressed, then dressed back up in their pajamas and night shirt, respectively.
"Good night, " they told each other, and lied down in the futon, turning their backs to each other and tightening their eyes.
Haruna felt her heart breaking down.
But then, just as she still was drying her tears in silence, they rolled around, facing each other. They dimly opened their eyes, gave each other a faint smile, hugged, and rested against each other, closing their eyelids again.
Haruna's heart regained its happiness, and she clasped her hands over her own heart. She watched them, so close, so united, despite everything, and she realized that, no matter how much they could claim otherwise or even look the part, they actually would always be there for each other.
Sniffling to herself, she kept on watching.
And waiting.
And waiting.
Nothing else was happening.
They were dozing off in each other's arms.
They hadn't moved at all in like five minutes now...
"Arrrrghhhh! Why aren't you making love like all good couples in TV after a reconciliation do—!"
She was punished for two months after that, but she just had to scream it.
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Jun 3 2012, 11:56 AM
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Plan Lala from Outer Space
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The Inn:
"Okay, okay, I'll tell Haruna as soon as she gets back, but right now, please leave!" Yue urged Rito, Lala and Run. "If you don't go, someone will find you, and they'll make questions I can't and don't want to answer."
Lala pouted. "But, when will we meet again..."
A "Hopefully never" was about to leave Yue's mouth, but another look at the pink haired alien's disappointed face disarmed her. Darn her soft heart. "Later. I mean, another day. I don't know, we'll stay in contact through Haruna and Rito-san, okay?" she said, already dreading her own future regretting.
Lala nodded only once, but very firmly. "Promise!"
"You don't have to promise, really..."
Meanwhile, Rito was on his hands and knees before Yue, and his forehead touched the floor. "Please don't put Haruna-chan against me! I know I've erred, but this was all an accident! Please have mercy on us!"
Yue sweatdropped. "Please don't that. You're demeaning yourself..."
Run sighed and gave Lala a weary look. "By the way, how will we get back?"
The alien princess blinked, casting a confused glare on her. "What do you mean? I only have one teleporting device on me right now..." and she held it up, "... so how else could we go back?"
"Oh, no..."
Another Inn, near Tokyo Disneyland:
Mikado Ryoko, High School Health and Chemistry Teacher at Mahora Academy, sat in the middle of Rito's room, flipping through a magazine to kill time. The always vigilant and patrolling (and nosy, although this was something that always went unvoiced) Yui-chan had alerted her of strange noises coming from the room a hour or so ago, and so, grunting, the buxom woman had interrupted her beauty sleep to check on the boys, only to find there wasn't anyone in the room, well past curfew, and it all was a mess even for being two boys' staying place. Particularly since Rito and Ren were both neat and tidy for teenaged guys' standards.
So she had sat there to wait for their return, to catch them red handed. It was odd, however, since they were so well behaved, in their own different ways. She really wanted to hear their explanations, and curiosity more than anything else was the thing keeping her there now.
And right when that curiosity was about to flicker down, when she was about to call her quits and go back to sleep, sending everything to heck, there were three quick flashes of light, and she instinctively covered her eyes with a forearm.
When she opened them again, she saw a naked Rito and Run falling at her feet, on top of an also naked beauty with long pink hair and... a devil's tail...
Rito yelped shrilly, recoiling against a wall and blocking his parts from sight with his hands. "AH! WHA! M-M-M-MIKADO-SENSEI! I! CAN! EXPLAIN! NOT! L-LOOKS! LIKE! I—!"
Run, looking simply annoyed, in no small part at not having Rito pressing against her anymore, grunted, then sneezed as Lala's pink mane caressed her nose. A second after, Ren yelped and joined Rito in his sojourn to the wall, both of them falling to their knees and begging for mercy.
"Please don't kill us!"
"Please don't expulse us!"
"There's a perfectly logical and sensible explanation!"
"I swear I was wearing pants seconds ago!"
"My thing didn't even graze Run, I mean Ren's thing!"
"Well, actually..."
But then it was a pale Mikado who was dropping to her knees before Lala. "Please don't execute me! I was given a clearance and job here by the Federation! At least allow the children to live!"
Lala blinked and looked down at her. "Okay. I won't execute you, but who are you?"
A mortified Ren made himself a toga with bedsheets and pulled another one around Lala as Rito scrambled for pants to pull on, no matter if he was putting them on backwards. "Princess! She's Mikado Ryoko, my liaison and supervisor here, and our homeroom teacher!"
"She is? Oh, nice to meet you, Miss Teacher!" Lala smiled happily.
The teacher blinked up at her. "You don't recognize me?"
"No. Sorry! Why should I? Are you famous?"
Rito froze in the middle of putting a shirt on, also backwards. "Wha? Mikado-sensei's an alien too?"
The red-haired adult rasped uncomfortably, working back to her feet. "I... I conspired against your father's rule, Princess Lala. The Galaxy Police caught me during the Tanagar Gateport incident ten years ago. Don't you remember that?"
Lala scratched her head, put a finger on her mouth, thought, thought some more, and said, "No."
"Ah. But I served my sentence!"
"Then why are you afraid Dad would send me to execute you?"
"Well, y-you know..."
"Is this about his being a blood thirsty, tyrannical, petty, cruel, nasty, vicious, murderous oppressor and scourge of the cosmos? The man even Lobo dreads?"
"W-Well, with all due respect... that's why I went rogue in the first place..."
Lala only laughed. "That's okay! Dad isn't such a bad guy! Half of the atrocities they blame on him were done by Lord Frieza anyway!"
"Only half?-!-?" Rito screamed, but Ren hushed him with a hand clamped on his mouth.
"More importantly, Miss Teacher, " Lala said, "How did you recognize me?"
"Huh, well, you have pink hair, a long black tail, and apparently no nudity taboo. And your holo photos are all across the galaxy..." the woman pointed out.
"Ah, yes, I'm naked, " Only then, Lala remembered that wee tiny detail, while Rito and Ren tried their best to look away. Really, they did. "Peke, dress me up!"
Her hair ornament sighed. "I thought you'd never ask that..."
A quick new set of clothes after, Lala saluted the apprehensive Ryoko formally. "Greetings, reformed convicted criminal Mikado Ryoko! I, the firstborn princess of the Deviluke house, salute you, as my fiance's educator!"
"You fiance...?" Ryoko looked at Ren. "You never told me...!"
Lala laughed again. "Oh, no, no, no! It's not Run!"
"My name's Ren..." a downright depressed Ren sulked.
"It's Rito!" Lala pointed at the barely less depressed orange haired boy, while Ryoko blinked in mild surprise.
"Oh, dear..." the teacher whispered. "He grabbed your tail? Oh, Rito-kun, why must you always be stumbling and randomly grabbing parts of female anatomy?"
"It's either a curse I was born or a mutant power!" Rito lamented. "Or both! I should move down to the sewers with those Morlock guys!"
"Does that happen to Rito often?" asked Lala.
Ryoko nodded. "He has grabbed my breasts four times since I started teaching him..."
"ALL OF THEM ACCIDENTS!" Rito cried.
"There was that time during the blackout..." Ryoko reminisced. "And at swimming classes... And when the class went climbing up that hill... And during the earthquake drills..."
Rito had started bashing his head against a wall. Ren was helping him by grabbing his hair and adding force to each impact.
"Ren-kun, Rito-kun, " their teacher warned. "I've told you to cut those violent games out before. Let's all discuss things like civilized humanoid beings..."
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Jun 3 2012, 07:31 PM
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Taiga Dojoooooooo!
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"Hello, Aisaka Taiga, not Fujimura Taiga, again here. Since we still can't find Fujimura-sensei, and since they paid me a whole lot for this chapter, I decided to share my precious time with you guys again despite what I said last chapter. Since Evangeline-san has just gone to Kyoto on some sort of errand, I'll be handling this chapter with debuting guest star Kurusu Kanako, up and rising local pop star and tertiary character in My Little Sister Can't Be This Cute. And yes, we're scrapping the bottom of the barrel now."
"Shut up, Shana Clone."
"You realize you'll come to regret saying that, right? Anyway, starting tonight, we'll be answering those important, but apparently trivial, questions you never asked and never knew you had, but you'll still need to know to complete the visual novel with a 100%!"
"This is a fanfic, dumbass."
"Play along, moron. And let's go with the first question already, okay?"
"Okay, whatever. Question one of ten: At the end of the Library Island arc, we saw Ayaka mentioning the fifth richest students at Mahora. Chizuru was nowhere in that list. Where does she stand in that ranking?"
"Well, Kanako-not-Keitaro's-sister-chan, that chapter was writen before Negima 340 came out, so at that time, the author had no idea Chizuru was supposed to be that rich. Here's the current ranking of the officially richest students at Mahora."
10. Konoe Konoka.
9. Kashiwazaki Sena.
8. Tsuruya-san.
7. Makishima Saori. 6. Naba Chizuru.
5. Sachawika Eri.
4. Fujino Shizuru.
3. Tenjouin Saki.
2. Yukihiro Ayaka.
1. Daidouji Tomoyo.
"Now keep in mind this ranking only takes in account officially recognized fortunes. So Naba-san's father, who is quite a shady character, would rank higher in the list if his illegal means of outcome were recognized, and Chao Lingshen would have cracked the list if her secret riches were made public."
"Aisaka-san, why aren't you in that list?"
"Don't be stupid, in this timeline I graduated five years ago. Haven't you ever played the Toradora PSP game? I got the good ending portrayed there. It's all over the Net and everything."
"... Like I'd waste my time playing drivel with your face on it."
"That'll be extra pain on your hide after this show, brat."
"Welcome to try, midget Granny. In any case, why aren't there any boys in this list?"
"You knucklehead, boys can't be Ojou-samas!"
"That isn't the point!"
"Of course it is! Think outside the Meta Box!"
"Meta Box? What the hell is that? And where's Itoshiki-sensei's little sister? Isn't she supposed to be filthy rich as well?"
"Itoshiki Rin, not to be confused with Tohsaka Rin or any Sesshomaru tagalong, is currently undergoing magical education somewhere in Europe, probably under the tutelage of the Clock Tower Association. We might see her in a future chapter dealing with Anya-chan's own adventures."
"Who's Anya-chan?"
"Beats me. I'm just reciting the script I was given. Wasn't she a Buffy the Vampire Slayer character?"
"Dunno. I don't watch geek TV shows either."
"Well, finally, you show a good personality trait. So, next time we'll be answering more of those stupid questions you geeks like to want answered just for nerd kicks. And if you're good, we'll give you fanservice too!"
"Hey, I never signed for that!"
"Don't worry, it's just a token farewell catchprase used for this kind of otaku closures. It's a tradition since the days of Evangelion, and they never showed fanservice after promising it anyway, save a single instance..."
"... You look remarkably well informed on that kind of creepy useless otaku trivia!"
"... (Deeeep breath)... Urusai, Urusai, Urusai!"
"Ah! We could pay Kugimiya for this story, after all!"
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"There!" Deathnote pointed at the pillar of light coming out of the lake, which was only a couple of minutes or so away now. "It's started! This won't be easy at all, " she warned, "So this is the last stop for anyone wanting to stay behind!"
Natsuki grunted, readying her guns behind her on the flying devil ray. "I don't think anyone here is going to back away after coming all the way here, so spare us that formality. Instead of wasting time with that, let's go over the attack plan one more time."
"You can call that a plan?" asked Haruna. Her fingers hovered over the drawing set, itchy to start. "It's just something we threw together in one flat minute. But okay, Deathnote nee-chan and me open with long range constructs, then buy you time to rejoin Negi and make a beeline for Konoka. Why are you in this, anyway? You said you were helping Chao, but never said why or—"
"That's no business of yours, " the biker said curtly. "If you're thinking I'm some sort of mole or traitor, sic your mind reader on me. I don't care."
Saotome made a clucking disapproving sound with her tongue. "Someone didn't get enough hugs as a kid..."
"Of course I couldn't!" Natsuki hissed. "I was bouncing between orphanages for six years!"
Saotome was going to reply, but closed her mouth with a hasty, "Sorry, I guess I spoke out of turn. Kuro would normally start with her standard tirade on that issue by now, but I guess unlike her, I'm not the best person to talk on it."
Natsuki just grunted.
"Anyway, " Valkyrie Black said, "There are several reads a mole worth their salt can get around the mind reading issue." As she said that, she gave Skuld an intent look down. Skuld chose to ignore it as best as it could.
The tank accelerated noticeably as soon as the people in the lake was in sight.
"Beware!" Skuld shouted at them. "Even being inside of that old thing isn't a guarantee of safety now!"
But the tank continued going in a straight line ahead at full speed, prompting Skuld to groan. Right behind her, hugging her waist, Makie was looking way up and letting out an awed coo. "Ooohhhh, what a huge bird...!"
"Huge bird?" Psycho Purple followed the gymnast's gaze, managing to make out the general shape of the tiny winged figure so high in the nocturnal sky. "Setsuna-san, " she whispered to herself.
"Do we stop them?" Haruna asked, ready to draw a net or something else on the tank's path, although she wasn't sure if she could make it appear at such a distance. They already had gained a lot of a headstart on them.
Saotome shook her head. "Too late, and we'd ruin our last chances of a surprise attack. We'll let them be a distraction, then enter with full force minimizing any damage they can get..."
"But Nodoka-chan is in there...!"
Saotome grimaced. "I know. She'll be fine. We'll make sure of it, " she promised.
The tank rolled down the slide leading to the lake itself, running over a just starting to regenerate Deadpool without even noticing it. As he cursed and groaned, and even moaned in a way that wasn't only pained, the armored vehicle came in close sight of those already in the place. Negi was too busy dodging a retaliation strike from Tsukuyomi, barely sidestepping it in time, but the Ministra reacted, preparing their weapons at the perceived arrival of another enemy. Ironically, so did Homura, although in the heat of the moment, neither side came aware of their sharing the same idea.
And then Haruna's voice was shouting in the Ministra's minds. Hold back! The people in the tank is with us! They're Konoka's mom, Nodoka-chan and Iinchou's maid!
Ayaka blinked. "Roberta-san...?"
The tank screeched to a halt at a prudent distance from Ayaka, but before anything else could be done from any side, Sextum opened her hands, and a myriad of tiny ice projectiles similar to darts popped out from between her fingers. The projectiles flew against the tank, freezing all its front in a matter of seconds, but before all of the vehicle could be covered by ice, a multitude of long spiky arms and tentacles born from both Harunas' artifacts shielded the vehicle, as the devil ray, the broom with with two Mahou Shoujo on it, and... the mobile bookshelf... appeared into the battlefield-to-be, as majestically as such a bizarre group can make an entrance.
"Sempai!" Sora recognized Keiichi in the spot.
"Iinchou, you aren't a charred body!" Makie happily said.
"Good to see you're okay too, Makie-san..." Ayaka sighed.
"You...!" Homura looked up at Sailor Mercury.
Looking past the group at the short man with Chigusa, the Batman snarled. "Tetch!"
Looking down at them from their current waiting position, Quartum at his side, both still unnoticed, Joker chuckled. "Batsy, darling..."
"The sixth model..." Quartum whispered, too distracted to call Joker out on the 'gay thoughts' again.
Chigusa was pointing in all directions and almost foaming off the mouth, completely gone. "Someone just kill all these interlopers already!"
"My knight..." the strange blond woman near Chigusa had started to mumble. "Where is my knight? I know she is close, why won't she come yet...?"
"Medic..." Deadpool muttered groggily, broken bones sprouting up through his skin in almost every part of his body.
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Jun 5 2012, 10:50 AM
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Misa: School Days
"Who is this boy, Misa-san?" Negi asked after picking up the small photo the girl had dropped from her purse while heading back home after another day at the resort.
"Oh, he's my ex-boyfriend, Taisuke-sempai. Never mind him, he's a creep. I only keep his picture out of pity."
"Pity?"
"Well, you know. He may have been a bad part of my life, but still, a part of it. He's an awful person, but I can't help feeling bad for him, because... well, he's so shallow and vulgar..."
Chisame, who walked near them with a bored expression, lifted an eyebrow, but said nothing. Somehow, it still was clear as crystal what she had just thought.
"Well, at least he wasn't like that friend of his..." Sakurako reminisced, hanging shortly behind Misa. "And he didn't end up as badly as him..."
"Who was that friend?" asked Chisame.
"The stabbed guy, " Misa said indifferently.
Chisame choked on her saliva. "THAT guy?-!"
Misa shrugged. "Yeah, him. He actually seemed a nice guy at first glance. I met him a few times, and I never thought he was that awful, but then, the worst people is often like that."
Negi blinked. "What are you talking about?"
"It happened one year before you arrived, " Sakurako reminisced, and she spoke in Gratuitous Engrish, "In the school, the three guys met. Their relation had been changed in the season, and turned into three love stories."
"Three guys?" Negi blinked again.
"She means two girls and a boy, " Hakase explained.
Misa looked at her, wide eyed. "Wow, even you know about it!"
"Soryu-san commented a lot on the case, " Satomi explained. "I think it makes a fascinating clinic case on the nature of human psychoses and the effects of interpersonal relationships gone wrong, if you are interested on that field of studies."
"I don't think I'm getting it..." Negi confessed.
"Well, that was a scary year, " Misa sighed. "There was the case of the Net Idol who went mad and stabbed men to death after disguising herself as other girls..."
Chisame shuddered.
"And there was that horrible murder that was solved by that funny detective with the moustache, his teenaged daughter and that cute little boy with the bowtie..."
"Ah, " Negi said.
"And those awful rumors about the whole Bible Black thing..." Misa made a sour face.
Chisame became green with disgust. Oh yes, the Internet rumors on that had been just sickening...
They marched in silence for a few moments after that.
"Good thing we live in saner times now!" Misa smiled.
Sakurako looked in another direction. "I wonder why Father Kirei and Rance-sensei are going that way with that huge bag and those shovels...?"
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Jun 5 2012, 07:48 PM
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Humming to himself, the Terminator (not a killer robot from the future. Actually, he had chosen that nom de guerre for himself a few years before the first movie was screened) decided to act already, taking his aim at the head of the short haired young woman with glasses. She didn't seem to have any powers that could be of use against the Titans, but at the same time, she seemed to control the only vehicle available for the youngsters to escape, so she'd have to go first.
Then, before taking the shot, he spun around and shot the opposite way, barely missing his new target. Two people had just tried to sneak on him. The one who had just dodged with a pirouette was agile and fast like a well trained gymnast.
"Deep Submerge, " the other figure standing in the darkness whispered, extending a finger towards him, and then he barely moved in time out of the way of a massive water blast not too unlike those he had heard the Spider-Man rogue Hydro-Man could create. But both of these intruders were women, he thought while rolling with the hit of the attack down his tree and to the ground.
The water blast had only grazed him, but that still was enough to mess him somewhat fierce, it was that hard hitting. He hit the grass and managed to fall into a crouching defense position with difficulty, his head ringing briefly. He focused himself out of that and reached for a hand grenade with the hand that wasn't holding the gun.
"Hey there!" a feisty female voice called from above, as a slim and shapely figure jumped down on him, taking the fight so close he couldn't use the grenade. Curses. "Oh, it's so good to run, or jump, into a fellow American in a strange land! Can ya help me translate 'My ribcage is broken' into Japanese?"
Now he could see them, standing close over them. Both in skimpy outfits nearly identical to that of the local vigilante Sailor V. The one who had leaped on him sported her blond hair in pigtails, and there was a wide slasher smile on her face. The other one, who hung shortly behind her, had intelligent and malicious green eyes and long silky red hair, and her skin was morbidly pale, nearly greenish. He had a feeling he had seen her somewhere before...
The blonde sing-sang, "Adorably evil by moonlight, winning mad love by daylight. Never running from a pie fight, Sailor Uranus is a loon!"
Meanwhile, right next to the lake, the strange blond with the red eyes jerked her head up in that general direction. "My knight, " she hissed hoarsely, head tilting aside with torturous slowness. "My knight has arrived..."
Everyone else was too caught in their own conflicts to pay her much attention. Negi kept trying to advance towards the Konokas, now with Chisame, Misa and Ayaka going after him, but a grinning Tsukuyomi kept blocking their path, slashing at left and right, toying easily with them and forcing them back.
"Again, Oneesama?" she asked. "Again, you send messengers while you hide from me? Even if I keep Hime-sama here, isn't that enough to lure me into your loving arms? Ah! I wonder... I wonder if I'll have to chop your meat puppets down for you to care...!"
Roberta was pushing the tank's top door up, managing to force it open despite the layers of ice over it, exerting her strength to its maximum. A faint "Jump!" was heard, and Nodoka leaped out of the war vehicle, as high as she could, before landing on her feet between Haruna and Deathnote. "Ah, Paru! And Paru-sama!" she exhaled with relief, hugging her friend tightly. "F-For a moment, I thought...!"
"It's far from over!" Deathnote quickly pulled them aside with Valkyrie Black and Psycho Purple, as Sextum manipulated the lake's water into whips that swung all around, one of them managing to grab Makie's ankle and toss her into the drink.
"Sasaki-san!" Keiichi, instinctively, ran for her, stopping at the lake's edge just as he remembered he couldn't swim. Meanwhile, with an angry roar, Roberta charged from a side angle, shooting madly, only for Sextum to dodge the gunfire easily, and effortlessly whacking the maid against the ground with a water hand, so roughly it all but buried her down.
Konoeko, crawling out of the tank, put her artifact to work, desperately trying to find a pattern in the pale girl's immediate actions, but before she knew it, Sextum had appeared next to her and put her in a forceful hold against herself. "Ah. Another female of the required bloodline. Not the one we were after, but if this plan fails, maybe..."
Natsuki dashed aside to find a better angle and shot at Sextum's head, but the strange girl, again, avoided the bullets with graceful ease and sent several flying ice darts her way, which would have hit her if Misora had not pulled her out of the way with herself, in a blur of high speed motion.
At the same time, Homura faced Sailor Mercury once again.
"I see you have come to reject my offer..."
"Sorry. But I have to."
A bitter scowl. "So be it, then! You have asked for it!" And her flames grew around her, so strongly Akira had to backpedal quickly, pulling Yuuna along with her. "We won't have a fourth meeting!"
Yuuna tried to take a non lethal aim, clenching her teeth. "Arms or legs, arms or legs? Dammit, can I shoot her in the head? S-She has horns, but I don't think she's a demon...!"
"She isn't, " Akira stoically stepped between them. "Leave this to me, Yuuna-chan, and go help Sensei."
"But—!"
"Go."
The basketball player gulped and nodded. "Okay, " she said before reluctantly moving along.
Homura let her go with a dismissive grunt. "Your friend?" she asked Mercury.
"The best of them, " Akira confirmed coldly.
"And you fight for people like her? Just by looking at her, I can tell she has a fickle heart and nothing worth—"
She had to cut herself short there as Mercury sprayed her face with icy fog that somehow sizzled in contact with her flames, blinding her for the moment. "Ahh...!"
Akira took the chance to kick her in the face with a reinforced boot that managed to pass through the fire. "You'll respect Yuuna-chan and my friends from now on!"
Sitting high on their upper surveillance spot, the Joker and Quartum watched on, with Hina resting on the clown's lap. "Who needs Pay-Per-View? We already have fourteen channels of non stop action right here, and for free! We only are lacking snacks..."
"The boy I faced at the cinema village..." Quartum frowned. "I wonder what's his link to that other Negi Springfield down there..."
"Who knows. Maybe they're like you, and they sell them by the half dozen. You know, your Sis down there is kinda hot. For an ice girl, I mean. While you're so cold... Now that's a real irony!"
"Shut up."
Joker pulled his binoculars out of his utility belt to look at where, further away, Deathstroke was facing two women in Sailor Fukus. "Why, he-llooooo, Gorgeous... oh, and two Sailor Fairies, too! Ha hah! Oh, that wacky Slade, always mixing up with anything in a schoolgirl outfit. Although those two chickies look kinda old for that rooster's liking. Hmmmm, I really like the blonde. Looks kinda like Harley, but oh so much better...!"
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Jun 6 2012, 09:58 AM
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Akira: Big Damn Heroine
"You have to help me!" the old woman cried desperately. "He's going to die!"
Akira, Minako and Artemis all looked up at their latest challenge.
The small gray cat looked back at them from the treetop, with lazy but deeply evil eyes.
Minako calmly addressed the pudgy old woman. "I'm a cat owner myself. He'll go down himself, you don't have to worry."
"Noooo!" she bawled, rubbing her tearful eyes frantically. "He's only a poor baby! He won't be able to go back down without hurting himself!"
"He isn't a kitten, " Sailor Venus scowled. "It's obvious he's rather grown up."
"He's my baby!" the old lady protested. "Fine, then, he's old! Same difference! The point is he can't go down without help! What kind of heroines are you? Can't you even handle this?"
Akira sighed and bowed respectfully for her. "We're sorry. You're right, of course. Please allow me to take care."
Minako groaned. "Always spoiling people up, Mercury-chan..."
Akira climbed up the tree easily and reached for the glaring, sinister cute animal. "Here, here, Kamineko-kun, I'm your friend, I'm— AHHH!" she said, as the cat opened a set of surprisingly huge jaws and bit her fingers with a mouthful of impossibly sharp teeth.
"Need some help there, Mercury-chan?" Minako called up.
"No, I'm fine, I'm— EEEEEEEE!!" the other Senshi cried as the gray furball jumped on her face, claws out and swirling all around maniacally.
Five seconds later, Akira dropped from the tree, landing on her face. A life bar appeared over her, depleting itself in a moment.
Minako sighed and rolled her inexistent sleeves up. "Step aside, Mercury-chan. Let a veteran handle this..."
Twelve seconds later, they both were flat on their faces in the ground, as a tall and majestic figure in blue and red flew down from the tree, carrying Kamineko in his powerful, muscular arms. He gently placed it on the expecting hands of the beaming old lady.
"Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you so very much! You really are always around for everyone, no matter what or where...!"
He smiled, with the most perfect smile in the world. Minako would have swooned if she still wasn't too busy twitching with slash marks all over her face. "It's no problem. I was flying around the neighborhood."
Artemis bowed in head in deep reverence as soon as the lady was gone. "Extremely pleased to meet you, Superman-sama."
He blinked, but then smiled at the small white pet and patted his head. After meeting Gorilla Grodd, Howard, Tawky Tawny and Mr. Mind, a talking cat wasn't such a strange ocurrence. "Well. Nice to meet you too, ah..."
"Artemis. Can I have an autograph for my friends there? I'm sure they'll appreciate it."
"What happened to them? Is it serious?"
"Nah, just leave the autograph and you can go back your way without even looking ba—"
Minako's hand sprang up and clutched Artemis' throat.
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Jun 6 2012, 07:14 PM
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Another Inn, Far, Far Away:
"So, you're another alien, " Rito was really, really trying to take it in stride now, despite how much his hands were trembling as he grabbed his steaming cup.
Mikado Ryoko-sensei nodded elegantly, while pulling some of her short read hair back to reveal the left pointy ear normally hidden under it. "Hadn't you ever wondered why I never change my hairstyle?"
"Actually, no, sorry, " he said. Truth be (left un)told, he, like most boys, rarely paid any attention to her hair, being more attracted to lower parts of her anatomy. She actually counted on that to help her keep her secret. "And your planet of origin is...?"
"Sorry, I can't tell you that, " his teacher replied. "All I can tell you is it's within the borders of Emperor Gid's galactic empire."
Rito nodded, since that part wasn't really that important now, or so he thought. "This... This is just too wild. How many other aliens are there in Mahora?"
"Actually, we're the only two ones, " Ren said, sitting across the table next to Lala. "Tomobiki is full with them, however."
"I see..." Rito nodded very slowly.
Yet elsewhere, reading a book on her top bunk, Nagato Yuki gave the camera a brief calm look. "The Data Overmind doesn't answer or report to any other alien groups, " she helpfully whispered before returning to her reading.
Back at the Inn, Lala rasped and announced as formally as she could, "Then it's been decided! I'll enroll in this Mahora Academy to spend my pre nuptial arrangement time with Rito and AYASE YUE!" She still hadn't shaken the habit of calling her that.
Rito glared at her. "How it's been decided? We weren't even talking about that part yet!"
"I'd advice not contradicting the Princess' will, " Mikado-sensei suggested. "The Deviluke Empire is the worst enemy you ever could make by crossing them, Yuuki-kun. Why, they even could raze this planet to ashes if they wanted to. Easily..."
Rito gulped and swallowed hard, making a very audible nose.
Lala laughed. "Oh, Daddy wouldn't do something like that for something like this! By the way, why are you named Ryoko? Isn't that name anathema across the galaxy?"
"It is?" Rito blinked, mildly awed.
Mikado-sensei chuckled softly. "Well, as you see, I wasn't the first rebel in my family. My parents also were activists against the Empire. And as anyone in the community of developed worlds will readily tell you, the name of Ryoko is synonymous with defiance to the systems. Like many daughters of rebels and pirates, I was named after the most feared of all space pirates. The legendary Ryoko took on the whole of the Holy Jurai Empire, rival only to Deviluke, the Shi'Ar and King Cold, seven hundred years ago, by herself, and nearly won. She hasn't been seen ever since, but even so, you only have to whisper her name to spread fear."
Rito grimaced. "Sounds like she was a real monster! No offense, Sensei..."
The buxom woman shrugged. "None taken. She probably was..."
And yet elsewhere in Japan...
"RYOKO-SAN!" Princess Ayeka of the Jurai House screamed, small logs swirking in the air around her, deploying her barriers. "You fiend! You real monster! You went too far with Lord Tenchi this time!"
"Hah! Bring it on, Princess!" the cyan haired woman laughed, pulling her light sword out. "You've been asking for this for a long time!"
Masaki Tenchi took a big long breath and tried to do what his online friend Shirou had adviced him.
"Don't fight, don't fight!" he asked quite loudly.
It worked as well as one would expect.
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Evangeline: Cold Hands, Cold Heart
She sat there, cross legged, with her chin resting on a hand.
"Wouldn't you have better things to do with your time?"
He replied quickly, since she never liked waiting for answers. "After everything Skuld-kun said at Kyoto, I doubt there's anything more important than preparing all of them for what may lie ahead. And your place is the only one where I could teach her quickly enough before the timeframe we calculated."
Evangeline hummed lazily, tapping the bare foot at the end of the leg resting on the other in the air. "And why should I care?"
"Negi told me you lent them the resort for practices before the trip, " he said.
"That's different. I only did out of respect for the other me's wishes, and to see what were the other children able of. Now they aren't here, why should I bother to waste my time overviewing anemic upstarts?"
"But you heard Skuld-kun, " he insisted. "None of us will be safe if what she predicted comes true, unless we all are ready for it."
"Even assuming that child is what she claims to be, I can't believe there is any power I should fear enough to force me to accept such indignity, " the vampire huffed arrogantly. "Furthermore, don't you remember what happened when you took to using this resort? You spent your youth away, now you want to become an old man before your time, too?"
He smiled weakly. "Don't worry. I won't go overboard this time."
"Who is worrying, stupid brat? In your own way, you're as bad as Boya. No wonder why that idiotic girl likes so so much."
"Whatever the case may be, you won't lose anything, will you? At least, it could entertain you."
"True, I suppose, " she haughtily allowed. "Hah! I never was fond of keeping pets, but there's a first time for everything. An old woman must get her amusement wherever she can find it, don't you think so?"
"You're only as old as you feel, Evangeline, " the man reminded her, good naturedly.
She countered with another old saying. "Old enough to know better, not enough to care. Fine. If you exhaust yourself to an early death, that's your funeral, not mine. At least you'll be making Kagurazaka happy for a while before giving her the ultimate pain."
Now that hurt, and he knew Evangeline knew.
Knowing he knew that, too, the mistress of the cabin smiled wickedly. "Then again, you don't care, do you? Judging from the other Kagurazaka's attitude, she won't hate you even after he learns about all you hid from her. I suppose that's a good thing about loving a simple soul."
He opened his mouth and began. "I don't—"
Evangeline silenced him with an annoyed stare. "You know you can't hide anything from me. Never insult me pretending your childish attempts can even begin to fool me, or else—"
Humbled, he lowered his gaze. "Forgive that."
The lazy evil smile returned. "You still can't cope with it yourself, can you? I warn you, if you are going to teach her, proximity will only make that much more difficult. For both of you."
"I know how to restrain myself. It's what I've done through my whole life."
"And her?"
"I'm sure, as soon as she comes to know me, as soon as she sees the kind of man I really am, she'll get over me. I am positive her future lies with Negi. It's better if she realizes it soon enough."
"Truly, you lack perception on all accounts, " Evangeline shook her head. "You are your own worst judge of character, and you don't really understand Kagurazaka's heart either, even after all this time. You're so consumed by your self hatred it blinds you. You're even worse than Despair, since he at least is honest about it."
She stood up from her seat.
"But so be it!" she declared. "I'll allow you finally teach the girl in something she's good at. At the very least, you'll come out of this with a better understanding of her, even if you end up regretting it. But that isn't my concern. I only ask for one more thing in exchange for access."
He already had a good idea about what would it be. "I'll do it."
She grinned and extended a tiny pale foot ahead.
Takahata dropped to his hands and knees and kissed the foot until she seemed satisfied enough, pulling it back. "A small price to pay for enlightment, don't you think?"
"Yes."
"Then you are wrong. This isn't your price, just something I made you do to, how do they call it, troll you, " and she chuckled, rather full of herself. He didn't even flinch. "Your price will be the own consequences of your decision. Not something I'll colect upon, but something you'll bring upon yourself, " she predicted. "Unless you prove me wrong and are a better man than that, but like I'm ever wrong. I know you better than yourself, child. You are admirable in everything you hold yourself guilty of, but flawed in the only thing you consider yourself strong at."
"Thank you, all the same, " he said, knowing well there was no point on voicing his disagreement.
Evangeline clapped. "Chachamaru."
The gynoid appeared at the room's door. "Master."
"Lead your former teacher outside. Starting tomorrow, he'll be helping Kagurazaka with her training."
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OverMaster
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Jun 7 2012, 06:49 PM
Post #179
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Oboy. Whee.
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Where Akira Makes Homura Wet
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All around the lake, conflict was brewing everywhere, even at those spots out of the main encounter's reach. Deathstroke the Terminator was barely keeping the surprisingly fast and ferocious women in Sailor fukus at bay, with the blond one giving him the most problems with her uncanny agility.
Far closer to the lake and hovering over everyone who was too busy being tangled in their own fights with the lesser minions and hired help, Sextum made her way to Chigusa to ask for a few explanations, but then the strange blond woman stood on her path, slightly hunchbacked ahead, her arms hanging down, and red tinting the whole of her eyes.
Chigusa herself had quickly moved to the edge of the waters, stepping into the shoreline to raise her arms and continue chanting, as the blue glow in the liquid continued rising and rising. She moved fast enough to leave the eager Mad Hatter behind. The short buck toothed man tried to run after her with a needy gasp, but then a swiftly flying black metallic object hit his head from behind. Tetch's tall top hat cushioned his skull from the blunt of the hit, but he still fell to his knees, dizzy for a moment, but not enough to be unable of looking back. And he sneered with burning despise.
"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!" he sang. "The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun the frumious Bandersnatch!"
"Hatter!" the Batman growled, charging against him, his hands grabbing him by the shoulders right as Tetch reached into his toppled hat, pulling a handgun out of it.
"And as in uffish thought he stood, the Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, came whiffling through the tulgey wood, and burbled as it came!" the smaller man kicked against the shadowy figure, to little avail other than hurting his own leg. But that still bought him enough time to aim at the bat emblem on that broad chest and shoot twice.
Again, Tetch sang, "One, two! One, two! And through and through the vorpal blade went snicker-snack! He left it dead, and with its head he went galumphing back!"
Growling with equal ache and anger, the body armor blocking the bullets safely but still reeling from the impact, Batman headbutted the Hatter.
Chigusa wasn't even paying any attention, ignoring even the blunt pain on her shoulder, where that girl's bullet had grazed her. Somehow, she was finding harder and harder to control her own magic now, especially the newfound aspects of it, but she chalked it up to stress and exhaustion. Once she gained a better grasp on it, she'd rise above any limits. For now, she forced herself to endure, as a pair of huge glowing eyes appeared under the surface.
Even Makie noticed them as Keiichi, still crouching at the water's edge, helped her to come back to her feet, dripping wet all over. "Ah! There was someone down there, looking at me!" she cried. "And I lost the basket!"
"You still have your Artifacts, don't you?" Skuld grunted, fidgeting with a strange looking hand device. "That's all you're going to need! Now shield me while I set something up properly!"
All the while, Negi was forced back even more by Tsukuyomi's frantic whirlwind of sword slashes, one of them even leaving a red line across his chest, ripping part of his shirt. Misa, Chisame and Ayaka were being stalled from helping him by Hansel and Gretel, who had popped out to help keep a clear path for their older sister figure.
Actually, for now, Gretel seemed contented to wait back hanging behind with her massive gun, since her brother was in the line of fire, swinging his large axe with a maniacal grin, setting the cheerleader and the hacker back while Ayaka whipped him to keep him away. He still kept on going despite the obvious pain she was casuing him, but if anything, it only seemed to spur him on, moved by some sort of masochistic pleasure.
And Akira and Homura were having the third round of their ongoing feud, now standing close enough to each other so long range attacks were useless. Homura just wanted to finish this annoying blind woman quickly so she could go help Lady Sextum, but the taller girl was proving, again, to be surprisingly strong and resiliant. Even though Homura was surrounded by flames, the long limbs of the Senshi, combined with her isolated long gloves and boots, allowed her to wallop on the Mundus Magicus visitor with relentless persistence.
Akira still hated to fight, and if anything, she hated it more with each new brawl. Still she was getting remarkably good at it.
"Fool! You could have had a privileged place creating a better tomorrow!" Homura resorted to the classic elegant move of grabbing her adversary's hair, pulling on it, and then headbutting her. Since she had horns, that hurt Akira a lot. "How could you reject that kind offer? Why, you pathetic, shortsighted—"
Her eyes were glowing red again, and Sailor Mercury already had learned that was a sign she was about to use pyrokinesis again (even if Akira was ignorant of the term itself). If she did that, she'd envelope her in flames, and she already had burnt enough of her battle suit, reducing her skirt to a few brief scraps hanging around her white leotard's crotch; and she already had inflicted several minor burnts on her just with her proximity.
She was going to lose for sure this time, unless...
With renewed energy born from desperation, Akira rammed ahead, arms first, hitting Homura's chest with her gloved hands and pushing her a few feet back and into the lake, then going after her one moment later. A huge column of steam exploded up as Homura came out for air, coughing. The lake past midnight was icy, and she was naked, after all. And then the taller girl was on her, in her element, pulling a fist back and slamming it against Homura's face. "I'm sorry, " she honestly apologized, but also making clear she wasn't going to lose.
Yuuna approached the water with wide awed eyes. "Ak— Mercury-chan..." she whispered, only to gasp only a moment later. "Mercury-chan, beware!" And she pointed down.
Sailor Mercury and the now groggy Homura looked in that direction and saw the gigantic, vaguely defined figure appearing in the depths and rising steadily, with large evilly glowing eyes being its most striking feature so far.
"What is that...!" Akira gasped, momentarily forgetting Chao's explanations at the villa.
"Th-The Demon God..." Homura babbled.
Cursing under her breath, Yuuna tucked a gun into her shorts' holster, shook her jacket off, and held the other gun high so it wouldn't get too wet just in case.
She hoped those magical things were waterproof, in any case. "Hold there, Mercury-chan! I'll help you!" she said before diving in impulsively.
If that beast lurking beneath was magical in nature, maybe she could kill it by shooting with one of those magic cancel bullets. Maybe. It had worked on the demons across the road there, after all...
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OverMaster
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Jun 8 2012, 10:11 AM
Post #180
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Oboy. Whee.
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Post Kyoto snippet.
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Zazie: Circus of Fear
After dropping Sakurako and Misa at their dorm, and Hakase at the lab's gates, Negi and Chisame kept on walking.
"So, where are you going now?" Chisame blandly asked him.
"I promised Rainyday-san I'd go see the circus act she's working at for the Mahorafest, " her teacher explained. "You're welcome to come too, of course!"
"Sheesh, she's already preparing an act for that? Talk about jumping the gun!"
"Oh, it's closer than you could be thinking. Time flies, you know!"
"Does it? It looks like it's dragged like hell since you arrived..." she snarked.
Seeing his immediate hurt face at that, she sweatdropped. "Dammit, kid, I was trying to joke!"
He breathed in relief. "A-Ah, right, of course. I knew that. Anyway, aren't you also preparing an act of your own for the cosplay contest?"
"NOT SO LOUD!" she yelled. "We're out in the open, dumb brat! I-In any case, I don't think I'll take a part on it... Too bothersome... I'll most likely end up using the costume for the webpage..."
"But it's a lovely costume, and you look great in it. Everyone should see it, not only—"
Jerking her red face aside, she just barked. "Stop it! I don't want to talk about it!"
Soon, they arrived at a large circus tent just set near a small lagoon, right before reaching the woods. "Wow, " Chisame said. "Rainyday seems to have put a lot of effort on this."
A mildly awed Negi nodded. "Her mother once told me she loves the circus. Ever since she was a child."
"Well, all children like circuses. Don't you?"
"I don't know. To be honest, I've never been in one. They never visited our village, and after... well, that... I was spending my whole time studying. Takamaichi offered to take me to one once, but I had to reject the offer since I had a test that weekend..."
Chisame didn't know how to reply. "Oh. Okay. W-Well, they aren't that great..." She took a look at the sign hanging over the entrance. "Nightmare Circus?"
"I figure it'll be something like a haunted house, right?" asked Negi.
Chisame grunted. "With Rainyday, who knows? C'mon, let's just get over with this quick."
"I-If you don't want to, you don't have to..."
She grabbed him by a hand and pulled him inside with herself. "Don't be stupid. If it's your first time in a circus act, you'll need someone to explain you a few things, and like hell Rainyday's going to talk."
"Circus acts need explanations?" Negi blinked, confused by the flimsy excuse. Chisame only grunted.
"For a dumbass like you, yes!"
The inside of the tent was as wide as expected from the outside view, but everything was fairly dark even thought dusk was still a couple of hours ahead. Chisame squeezed Negi's hand tightly, feeling creeped out despite herself. Well, so much for those hopes of spending a nice and heartwarming time there with Negi, even though she definitely never had those hopes, no sir. Although oddly, she was dimly aware she was seeing in the darkness marginally better than she could before. She attributed it to all the training and fighting in the dark.
Negi had the same brief thoughts, but they were casted aside when he noticed the bizarre and grotesquely fascinating way the big top was decorated, with colors everywhere, but always in a palette of tones that were, while bright, more threatening and sinister than cheerful. The seats and stands were painted blood red, with hideous laughing masks stuck to them.
And standing on the middle of the stage, Zazie was practicing her opening act, wearing a tight, skimpy and black one piece bathing suit with matching ballet shoes. She danced and pranced around the stage with the greatest of eases, while singing aloud, in a very bombastic and over the top way that reminded you of a female Chris Rock. All the while sporting a huge, beehive afro wig on her head, in all seven colors of the rainbow.
"DA DA DADA DADA DA DA CIRCUS!DA DA DADA DADA DA DA AFRO! CIRCUS! AFRO! CIRCUS! AFRO! POLKA DOT POLKA DOT POLKA DOT AFRO!"
Then she stopped abruptly. Her wide grin faded instantly into yet another bored expression, and in a blink, her voice changed accordingly to her standard monotone.
Her strange eyes calmly fell on the stunned Chisame and Negi.
"Oh. Good afternoon, Negi-sensei, Chisame-san. I'm glad you both came..."
Chisame blinked several times and sighed, scratching her head with a hand.
"Okay, now I understand the 'Nightmare' name..."
I don't have to pothole the reference out, I hope!
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