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Unequally Rational And Emotional Thread; It's Negima with Everything Else Added!
Topic Started: Apr 15 2012, 06:40 PM (11,700 Views)
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More of the MaiHime subplot.

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"I'm in despair! Being reduced to comedic relief has left me in despair!" Itoshiki wailed as he was slammed against one of the nearby machines. "Even if it's probably more than I deserve..."

Then he noticed the impact had seriously damaged the cooler he had crashed against, fracturing it, with hissing cold vapor breaking out in all directions. Archer paused in his blocking of both fighting mad girls at once to blink. "Say... without that, won't it all overheat and..."

Then the whole room began to explode one machine at a time.

"Shit," Archer cursed. Then he jumped for the cooler, reaching out with a hand. If he only could fix it in time, maybe the chain reaction could be stopped down before it could spread too much. He only had to touch it and...

At that very exact moment, there was something huge and black blocking his way. That stupid blond shadow magic user had just sent one of her golem constructs his way, screaming "NO! YOU'LL GET YOURSELF KILLED!"

Archer wondered yet again why the biggest blunders always resulted from people wanting to do good, right before the main machine blew up, engulfing the Despair Teacher and tossing everyone else back. The Servant clenched his teeth and rushed back at inhuman speed, tackling the black haired little girl first, then Mai, and shielding them with his body as he leaped with them to the deck above. All the time, he kept on berating himself, Mai's scream of panic being drowned by the gigantic explosions. Once again, he had failed in his role as a Hero. People had just died once more because he had been unable to save them. No matter what, the story always repeated itself, because there was no way those humans could have survived...

Then he saw the thin teacher, his clothes barely burnt, flying way up in a high arc over them, his silhouette against the disc of the moon for a moment before the twitching and groaning body fell at the Servant's feet. He still was holding his wooden ruler, even.

"Is he..." Mai began weakly, before the man, with a tiny flame still dancing on his hair, sprang back to his feet and yelled.

"WHAT IF I HAD DIED!-!"

The little girl frowned and poked the pale man's forehead with the tip of her sword. "People should die when they are killed."

Archer almost sighed. "Don't say that. Only morons say that kind of obvious things."

"What is a moron?" the small girl asked.

"Oh God!" Mai's head snapped back at the inferno in realization. "I forgot the hooded woman, and the other girl! We have to see if--!"

Sure enough, right at that moment, a large ball of black energy tossed itself out of the fiery mayhem, rolling around to stop at the mismatched group's feet. The ball disolved almost instantly, and left a coughing redhead with labrys and a struggling blonde whose black clothes seemed to be dissolving off herself in its place.

"Ah, Takane-kun," Itoshiki said blandly. "Good quick thinking there, but you still have to work on your concentration or you'll be stripped down again. Your Armor Shadow is melting."

"Shut up!" the blonde coughed. "I know that!"

Unfazed, Itoshiki adressed the woman now. "As for you, Sugiura-sensei, I would like an explanation on--"

"I'm not any Sugiura Midori!" Midori stubbornly pulled her hood back on.

Archer shook his head and put both girls in his arms down. "Well, that was fun. I suppose. Now, before this ship sinks, why don't we--"

The little girl asked him. "Are you my Ani-ue?"

"Ah?" Archer said. "Oh, no, I only have one little sister, of sorts, and you definitely aren't her."

Then she looked over at Nozomu. "And you?"

"Same thing here, actually, except without the 'of sorts'," Despair added very blandly, before looking at Archer. "What was that about, anyway?"

But then the small girl was pushing him aside and running for the hooded woman again, with a long-drawn scream of rage.

"Yes, definitely someone's little sister," Archer observed.
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More MaiHime subplot at last.

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Now, the crew had started evacuating the passengers of the ship, urging them to board the emergency escape boats. That included a still not fully recovered Sakura Mei and Class 3-F, who were being herded away by a small group of sailors. Said sailors weren't exactly having the easiest time of their lives.

"Everyone please listen carefully!" the First Mate was instructing. "Stay calm! Don't run! Walk slowly but without ever stopping!"

"We can't go out without Sensei or Ai-chan! And they aren't anywhere to be found!" Hitou Nami was saying.

"If they die, I'll sue this stinking ship and all her crew!" Kimura Kaere protested. "I my country, everyone is saved in naval disasters, or the whole class and all passengers go down together!"

"I'll go!" offered Kitsu Chiri. "As the class representative, that's my sacred duty!"

"Actually, I'm the elected Class Rep..." Usui Kagero said, but as usual, no one listened to him.

The rest of the class quickly went over a mental analysis of who they would miss the least if they died, and came to an unanimous silent agreement.

"Good luck, Chiri-chan," Kobushi Abiru told her, "May angels guide your precise steps all the way to Heaven."

Chiri frowned. "No Heaven just yet, Abiru-san..."

"You won't do anything!" a sailor told her. "Leave the rescues to us! Now hurry up into those boats!"

Chiri's eyes glinted maniacally as she pulled her shovel out of... somewhere. "Oh, is that a fact now...?"

"But Chiri-chan!" Kafuka said. "It's thirty one of us in the class, plus Sensei, right? Since Matoi-chan and Kiri-chan didn't come, and with Ai-chan and Sensei away, there's twenty nine of us here. Thirty Mahora representatives here, counting Mei-chan! If you go, there'll be only twenty nine, so we'll have to sail away on an uneven number!"

Chiri's head sprouted a single long hair from the perfectly combed line on the middle of her head. "That... That's true! Oh, no, that can't happen!"

"But, Sensei...!" Fujiyoshi Harumi said.

"Sensei will be okay," Oora Kanako placidly said, "It's all right, nothing bad ever happens to him..."

"Wait, that doesn't include Ai-chan, tho--" Nami began before being literally pushed into a boat by a big fat sailor.

"Now you, boy!" that man turned to Tokiha Takumi. "Come here, don't waste time!"

"B-But my sister is still--!" Takumi started.

He felt Mei's hand on his shoulder, and he heard her saying, "Don't worry. I'll find your Oneesama and mine and bring them here!"

"Hey, Miss, the same goes for you, too," the sailor told her. "Don't think you can--!"

"Of course not!" Chiri grabbed her in a strong lock from behind. "The even numbers! You'll break the precious even numbers!"

"And besides," Kafuka smiled sweetly at her, "I'm sure your Oneesama would want you to be here with us, to protect us in her absence, hmmmm?"

Mei looked at her face with stupor before only nodding slowly. "Oh... Okay..." That Kafuka girl was horribly scary and intimidating without even trying, even moreso than Kitsu-sempai.

"Besides, they're probably in another boat already!" the sailor added.

"My sister would never leave without me!" Takumi yelled. "Anthy-sempai, do something!"

"Quick! Don't protest!" the sailor shoved him ahead. "For your own good!"

Anthy smiled. "Do as the gentleman says, Takumi-kun. I trust my husband. I'm sure she'll be okay no matter what happens. And Archer-sama is there to help her!"

"Chu! Chu!" Chu-Chu nodded on her right shoulder, then looked at her face. "Chu?"

The fat sailor blinked. "Your husband? Excuse me?"

Another, taller sailor just had enough and pushed Takumi and Anthy into the nearest boat, where Takumi stumbled and fell with his face into Kaere's crotch.

"I'LL SUE!"
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URAE Side-Feature.

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Mahou Shoujo.

Okayama District, far from Mahora:

Masaki Sasami, better known across the galaxy as Sasami Jurai, sighed as she walked back home from Okayama Elementary School. It had been a particularly hard day, and knowing her beloved friend Ryo-Ohki wouldn't be waiting for her at home made it all worse. She couldn't help wishing that cousin of Tenchi Ryo-chan had been sent to would give her back quick, although she also was curious about how that cousin was. Yosho-oniisama had told Sasami Cousin Konoka was supposed to be quite the lovable young girl, but then, he called all young girls 'lovable'.

It was while crossing a small bridge leading to her home at the hills that Sasami stopped, scared by the sudden appearance on her way of Tsunami. Tsunami, with the same large reddish eyes and blueish hair of Sasami, was an unwanted reminder of how they were supposed to merge into one as soon as Sasami was eighteen, or rather its Juraian equivalent, which was something Sasami wasn't looking forward to at all. In fact, her mere presence terrified Sasami.

"W-What are you doing here?" the girl asked, giving a first step back.

The much taller woman smiled down at her, in such a beatifical way it only could come from a goddess. Without Belldandy around anymore, it was an unmatched smile, and Tsunami knew it, which brought her a certain unadmitted sense of satisfaction. Princess Celestia only could score a distant third place. And she was a horse.

"Sasami, my dear," she said. "Great prodigies have come from afar. Great wonders have come from beyond. A new age is being born. The Grail War starts at Mahora, the twelve Hime have begun dancing, and Angels are upon us. It is time for the Mahou Shoujo to rise."

"Eh?" Sasami said, wrinkling her freckled nose. She sniffed the air. "Are you drunk?"

"Of course I'm not!" Tsunami gave a graceful spin around, which finished in a not so graceful almost stumble as she pulled a strange pink heart-topped staff out of her elaborate robes. "Why would I be inebriated? It is not as if I was drinking in bed with Tokimi while watching representatives of another universe's Magical Girls Association intrude upon OUR world without OUR permission!"

"Of course," Sasami nodded, wisely deciding playing along.

"Anyway!" Tsunami all but pushed the staff on Sasami's hands. "We have sagely decided it is time for you to head a Magical Girl Era of our own, Sasami! Already, five Sailor Senshi and the White Devil of Earth have awakened, but none of them is lead to fit! I mean, fit to lead! I appoint you with the task of organizing them as my champion of justice, Magical Girl Pretty Sammy!"

Sasami was walking past her now. "... Sorry. Can't do."

Tsunami sighed, reached over, and grabbed Sasami by an ear, making her yipe. "Sasami-chan. I was not offering alternatives, you know."

"Owie! Hey, no! Please!" the girl looked back at her. "What do you want me to do? To become a Magical Warrior like that Sailor V at Mahora City? Wouldn't Ryoko-san be a better fit for that job?"

A mental image of Earth blowing up appeared over them. Tsunami stared at Sasami.

"Okay, sorry, I just said something very silly," Sasami admitted. "Still, maybe Ayeka-oneesama..."

Another mental image of Earth blowing up appeared over them. Tsunami stared harder.

"Sorry, sorry!" the girl yelped. "But, maybe Washu-chan...!"

A mental image of Earth blowing up appeared over them. Several times over. A scary aura was flowing around Tsunami now.

"... or perhaps Mihoshi...?" Sasami made a very tiny whine.

A mental image of Earth blowing up appeared over them. Then the image widened up, and it showed the rest of the Milky Way blowing up as well.

Sasami slumped her head in defeat and reached over with her hand, holding the staff high. "Just tell me what do I have to do with this."

Tsunami smiled very sweetly now.
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For Ala Alba 2814's tour of URAE Mahora:

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Royal Pains.

"This, girls, is my Manga Circle!" Saotome Haruna announced proudly, gesturing all around the large and yet overstuffed room she had guided everyone into. "This is our Director, Amano Hikaru-sempai!"

A red-haired college aged girl with large round glasses blinked, looking up from her drawing table. "Oh, welcome back, Paru-chan. I'd like to remind you, you're still late for your piece on--"

"And this is Fujiyoshi Harumi-chan, my greatest rival!" Haruna went on completely unfazed, gesturing towards another table, where another black haired girl with glasses drew. "She's from 3-F, but don't worry, she won't bite!"

"Of course not," Harumi blandly said, looking past Haruna and to the others. "Paru is the only one who bites here. A shame she won't ever sink her teeth on deadlines. Hello, Matoi, how did your trip go?"

The other 3-Fer waved from behind the Chisames. "Just great. How many times did Itoshiki-sensei try to kill himself over losing me?"

"Nine. Before we reached Okinawa. After that, I lost count," Harumi said. "You know, I've started thinking you're his favorite."

Matoi shuddered. "Don't even joke about that..."

Haruna pointed towards another, shorter, dark brown haired girl with glasses sketching a buxom blonde who sat on a chair wearing only a towel and a smile. "And this is Tamura Hiyori-chan, our youngest member! She prefers doing Yuri, but please don't hold that against her! Our lovely model here is Patricia Martin-chan, intern!"

"Hello!" Patricia greeted in American accented English, while the Negis carefully averted their gazes and muttered twin greetings.

"What have you been working on lately, Paru-sama?" 'Sawa-chan' asked, with bright eager eyes.

Haruna chuckled. "Fu fu fu! I'm glad you asked, young Padawan! Behold!" she grabbed a few uninked pages and showed them to the group, just as Natsumi, Twilight Red and Chisame covered the eyes of Kotaro, Erebus and Negi, respectively. "It's a Doujin on thinly veiled parodies of the Britannian House princes Clovis and Schneizel! It's an ultra hot item guaranteed to become a Comiket classic!"

"For when it's ready, which I calculate will happen in three decades," Harumi snorted.

"And as we've told you, just changing one letter in each name is not enough to cover our butts in real person-based material, Paru," Hikaru said. "You like to live dangerously..."

"Oh, poo!" Haruna said. "Like anyone who has ever met the British princes will ever see any of this!"

A foreign exchange student peeked her orange haired head in and said, with a noticeable British accent, "Hello, girls, are my Lelouch pinups ready-- Oh, sorry, didn't realize you were busy with visits..."

"Hello, Shirley-sempai!" Haruna chirped. "Guys, she's Shirley Fenette-sempai, and she's in Akira-chan's swimming club!"

Sawa looked at the two princes embracing in the pages and hummed to herself. "Hmmmm. Much better than William and Harry, if I may be so bold..."

"I still can't get used to the idea of Great Britain having an Emperor here..." Calculator mumbled in a very low tone. "And why is their Russian Prime Minister a heavily scarred woman smoking Cuban cigars, anyway...?"

The Narutakis took a haunted look at the pages filled with Royal House brotherly incest and weeped silently, trying to lean away from each other.
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Unequal Show.

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"And remember!" the gumball dispensing machine-based golem told the two caretakers before leaving. "This afternoon, Senator Godel will arrive personally to inspect his new private park! And that private park will better be in the best darn possible shape by the time he's here! Or else! Have I made myself clear?-!"

"Yeah, man, sure, just like the other twenty times you told us before. This morning," the blue jay that was as tall as a human being waved a wing-hand at him.

"Just relax already and leave this to us, Benson," the raccoon sized raccoon added, with a small yawn. And he patted on the pedestal of the massive Queen Arika statue they were standing next to. "You should know there's no one better than us to handle a fine lady! Heh heh!"

Benson stared at him.

The raccoon made a slightly uncomfortable face. "Look, we won't break the statue, okay? How could we? The thing is made from solid rock! Even if we took a jackhammer to it, we'd still spend two days chipping a leg off with our tiny bird and raccoon muscles! We'd destroy our own house first!"

Benson kept staring at him.

The blue jay commented then, "Does the rest of the Senate know about this statue of a war criminal?"

Benson opened his mouth to answer, held an index finger up, lowered it after a moment, said, "Just make sure it isn't damaged or YOU'RE FIRED!" and went away in his cart.

"Can you believe him, Mordecai?" the raccoon asked. "He's so paranoid about us, he thinks we can destroy this giant of a statue! Man, not even if we brought dynamite!"

"I don't know," the blue jay said. "I guess, with dynamite, it could be done."

"What? Of course not! This is like those Mythbuster things in TV, where I saw they couldn't destroy a safe with TNT! And if a safe can survive that, so can this statue!"

"You sure you didn't dream that up? I never watched that episode, and I've watched them all!"

"You haven't watched them all! At some times, you were WORKING! And I bet you this statue could survive that!"

---

Godel examined the statue up and down, arms folded neatly behind his back. "Hmmm... Perhaps a bit inexact around the eyes, since she never had those bags... But otherwise, yes, a striking image of the Queen at the peak of her beauty."

Benson laughed a bit shakily. "Ah, I'm so glad you liked it, Sir! As you can see, we have taken the best care of your Arika Entheofushia Memorial Park, and will continue doing so in the future!" He discreetly leaned back towards Mordecai and whispered, "Where's Rigby, now...?"

"Ah, well, he felt sick, so we thought he could take the rest of the day off..." the blue jay replied.

"As long as he is where he can't do any harm... fine. For now."

"Oh, trust me, he can't do any harm now. Actually, he can't even move, the poor guy..."

The Arika statue repressed its urges to sneeze, but damn, that wig was just tempting its allergies, and that damn corset was choking the life outta it, and the dress was just a torture to wear...

"By the way, wasn't the statue supposed to be just somewhat bigger than this?"
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Ai Love You.

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Kaga Ai stood on her balcony, looking up at the starry night, while her roommate Hito Nami slept on the bedroom's lower bunk, in quite a normal way, on her right side and hugging her bedsheets, ocassionally muttering something about Itoshiki-sensei.

It was stupid, cartoony, lame and cliche, but in the sky above (why do we keep using that expression? Who has ever heard of a sky below?) she could see the shiny stars arranged in the smiling face of Psycho Purple-sama, offering her support even now.

"I'm sorry I couldn't--" Ai began to whisper, then shook her head to herself.

No, even now, she couldn't tell Psycho Purple-sama she was sorry of being weak, indecisive and hesitating. Of being a sad sack of unending apologies.

Because Psycho Purple-sama was, despite her frail appearance, so strong and driven, just bothering her with that kind of useless apologies was an offense on itself.

At the very least, there now was '''one''' person Ai wouldn't apologize to again.

To honor Psycho Purple-sama's efforts, she'd just make her own best, as well.

She would succeed at love. She would gain Itoshiki-sensei's heart. No matter how many Namis, Chiris or Kaeres happened to be on the way.

And some day, she would just look at his face and talk to him without ever apologizing, because there would be nothing to apologize for.

No, she couldn't tell Psycho Purple-sama "I'm sorry." But there was something else she needed to tell her.

"Thank you so very much," Ai whispered.

And she smiled.
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Set before the snippet above.

URAE-2814 Snippet.

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Better Late than Never.

"Negi-sensei!" Itoshiki Nozomu slammed the door of Negi's office open, making a Dynamic Undynamic Entry. He had an arm in a cast and several bandages around his head, making Negi briefly wonder if he might be starting some sort of unproper relationship with Kobushi Abiru-san. He had heard things lately. "Where are Magus Erebus-sensei and his Ala Alba? I want to ask them if they could take me with them! Perhaps, if the gods finally smile upon me, my immortality curse will cease to exist in their world, much like Evangeline-sama's in this one!"

Negi looked up from the program of activities for the next few days he was checking on. "Huh? Oh, welcome back, Sensei! And Kaga-san, too!" he smiled at the blushing and bowing girl following Nozomu. "I'm glad to see you're okay. I heard you were hit by a truck, Sensei..."

"Don't be ridiculous, Negi-sensei, I'm never 'okay'," the adult said. "Besides, I wasn't hit by a truck. That's just secrecy code for 'the boat we were at was sunk during a fight between students'."

"Ah?" Negi blinked.

Ai whimpered. "Sorry, it's my fault! If I had helped Itoshiki-sensei like a good Ministra, that wouldn't have happened, and he wouldn't be hurt right now! Sorry, sorry, sorry!"

"It wasn't your fault," Itoshiki softly told her, before pressing back on Negi. "Well? I'm ready to leave everything behind for my ultimate goal! Half of my worldly belongings will go to you, by the way."

"Um, thank you very much, but that won't be necessary," the boy answered. "Erebus-san and his team left several hours ago. They told me to thank you for all the good moments we spent together..."

"What?" the cadaveric teacher gasped.

"Oh!" Negi added. "By the way, Eishun-sama sent you his best regards, as well! I got to see my father's Kyoto home, too! It was all very exciting! Oh, and Konoka-san was kidnapped as well, but don't worry, everything is fine now. And Tsunetsuki-san was--"

Itoshiki fell to his knees, gesturing grandly for the skies. "DESPAIR! I'M IN DESPAIR! LOSING THIS CHANCE TO CO-STAR IN AN ACTUALLY BETTER FANFIC SERIES THAN THIS ONE HAS LEFT ME IN DESPAIR!"

Negi blinked, nervously looked around in all directions, and then discreetly waved at the Fourth Wall. "Let's just edit this part for the final release, please...?"
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"So, the crossover already ended up, didn't it? Because I so totally can feel it ended, " the man in red and black said, hanging within the restraining chamber where they kept him for questioning. "Hey, since it's over, do you think they will put this at the end of the chapter, like a closure snippet? The Stinger? I love having the last word! And the first one and all the ones in the middle, too. Say, when can I watch some TV?"

Eishun sighed, taking his glasses off and polishing them. He was sitting on a chair before the captured mercenary. "Now, Wilson-han, while we are going easy on you due to your previous services to the Yukihiro family, we simply can't allow you any privileges until you have cooperated with us. Other than telling us about Amagasaki-han's favored underwear, you have shared nothing with us about your operation and how you were contacted..."

"Contacted? Is this an UFO story now? Oh, I forgot, the Devilukes. Although I'm not supposed to know about those yet. I'm not being way too Fate Zero Sense, am I? Maybe TIM is reading this. Although I'm sure I make for a far better Assassin than that Jack the Ripper chick. Why no one ever wants to use Hassan, though?"

Eishun put his glasses back on. Gods, this man was far worse than Jack Rakan at his worst. And yet... "You have just mentioned an 'Assassin'. Is this just a reference to your line of work, or—"

"I know absolutely nothing at all about the Grail Wars or the classes of Servants, " Deadpool said. "Okay, you caught me, I know a few things, but I'm a secondary, really! I don't like Visual Novels because they make me cry! Okay, the FSN anime made me cry too, but because of how bad it was. The Tsukihime one doesn't exist, of course. And that meany Bullseye broke my PSP, so I haven't been able to play Extra yet. Hey, didja hear about Lancer in CCC? I bet OM is sad he went with Cu Chulainn instead! You following me, Gramps?"

Eishun stood up. "Excuse me. I'm going for my sword."

"Seppuku is never the solution, dude."

"It's not for seppuku, " Eishun replied dryly.

Deadpool looked back as best as he could from his restrained position. "DAN-DAN-DAAAAN! Will our lovable hero survive this brutal questioning? Will he ever be reunited with lovely Nekane-chan? Don't miss the answers in the next exciting chapter of Unequally Rational and Emotional!"

"What— What are you saying about Nagi's niece?-!"

"Oh shit! Lower that pointy thing, dude! You could hurt someone!"
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Family.

"Well," Chisame forced herself to smile, as she, Negi, Satomi and Chamo stood at the train station, about to tell Sora and Keiichi goodbye, "I think everything's okay now, isn't it? Because you aren't telling Mom and Dad..."

Sora sighed softly. "No. Not yet, at least. Chisame, I want you to be really careful with all of this, okay? And you, Negi-sensei, Hakase-san, please look after her until I come back."

"Wait, when are you planning to--" Chisame began to ask. For once, Sora was faster than her on the verbal draw and interrupted her.

"I'm going to ask for a transfer to Mahora's college," she said, sounding very serious. "I'm not leaving you by yourselves in what could be the end of the world. I know I'm not a very useful person, but I'll use my Pactio with Negi-sensei and anything else I can resort to... to protect you, Chiu-chan. It's time I start being a real sister to you."

Chisame opened her mouth, started sputtering the beginnings of a heated diatribe against the idea, then deflated with a weary sigh. "Fine. It's your life, after all. I should have known you--"

Sora hugged her and kissed her forehead. "I love you, Imouto-chan."

Chisame gave the hug back reluctantly. "Dumbass. You're embarassing me in public again..."

Keiichi and Negi shook hands. "Please tell Skuld-chan I... well, I'll see what can I do about what she asked me, will you, Sensei?" the young man asked.

Negi blinked. "Huh? What did she--?"

Keiichi smiled goofily. "Oh, it's something she asked me in private while you were touring with Ala Alba. She made me promise I wouldn't talk about it, sorry, but... Look, please, just tell her I'd be honored to, but I must settle several things first, fine?"

Negi nodded. "Very well, fine. I guess..."

Satomi loaded Sora's hands with several small gift packets. "This one's from Chachamaru. This one's from Chao. This one, from Sakurako-chan. Kakizaki-san told me you should open hers only when you were alone at your home. I think this one is from Saotome-san, judging by the suggestive wrapping. These books are from Miyazaki-san. Kaga-sempai apologized over not buying anything for you..."

"Uh... uh-huh, sure, sure..." Sora kept nodding.

The train's last calls came then, and Sora gave one last awkward hug and kiss to her younger sister. "We'll be meeting again soon," she promised, and then, amidst several waves of hands, they were inside of the vehicle. And then, gone.

Chisame rubbed her eyes with a fist. "That stupid cologne of hers. Always makes me cry..."

"She wasn't using any cologne," Chamo told her.

Chisame kicked him off the platform. "ANIMAL ABUSE!"

Negi sighed, trying to fish him up with his staff. "Well. At least things should settle down now for a while."

"There you go, tempting fate again," Chisame grumbled. "Although I guess you're right. After all, every action arc in manga is followed by a lull string of filler, and God knows our life has turned into some crappy manga of sorts..."

Chamo, Satomi and Negi looked at her in silence.

Chisame sighed and turned around. "Let's just head back home."

Nekomi Tech, that evening:

"WELCOME BACK, SORA AND KEIICHI!" the sempais at the Motor Club all bellowed, all but jumping on them as soon as they stepped in. "CONGRATULATIONS!"

"Uh?" Keiichi blinked, rubbing his aching ears. "Congratulations? Over what? Over making it back alive?"

The towering Tamiya chuckled and harshly rubbed his knuckles against Keiichi's scalp. "Ya dirty creep! What didja do wit' Sora-chan here in dat trip! Movin' away together without tellin' us first! Sly dawg, ya!"

They both blushed. "Moving away?-!" Sora squeaked. "Sempai, what...!"

The beautiful and short haired Chihiro-sempai, who had stayed back until now, advanced towards her, patting their shoulders. "Your forms for application at Mahora arrived this morning, approved by the Dean. Congratulations, you two!"

"Our... what?" Keiichi gasped.

"B-B-B-But I hadn't even, yet...!" Sora stammered, with eyes made into spirals.

Chihiro laughed. "And as if that wasn't enough, your cousins arrived from England, saying they'll be transfering to Mahora too! The family that studies together remains together, right? I bet even Chisame-chan will be happy!"

"Our... cousins?" Sora said. "But, but we don't have any cousins!"

"Cousin Sora," a blond boy two years or so older than Chisame came closer from the back of the room, his blond hair and tall height giving him a delinquent's appearance in contrast with the soft apathy of his words. "Pleased to meet you at last. I know this must be too much of a surprise for you, and sorry for never contacting you before, but... Look, I'm Hasegawa Kodaka, and this is my sister Kobato," he gestured towards a short blonde in black Gothloli who remained behind him, hugging a plush bunny and looking at Sora with a frowning cute face and mismatched red and green eyes. "You are just like Mother told us you'd be..."

Tucked deep inside of the boy's back pocket, a golden watch ticked softly.
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After several heated clashes, the short and thin girl with black hair had been driven back by Sure-Not-Midori, both panting at wheezing loudly as they measured each other once again. The smaller girl also was being surrounded by Itoshiki and Takane, while Archer hung behind them, mostly protecting Mai with a bored expression on his face.

"It's over, kid," Surely-Not-Midori smiled under her hood, eyes glowing like two yellow dots in the pitch blackness. "You're corraled from all sides. You'll never make it to Mahora!"

"Trust me, never making it to Mahora is a good thing," Itoshiki sighed. "I should know, I work there..."

"... I want a scholarship refund," Mai muttered.

The half naked girl who wasn't Nekane began lifting her weapon back, but Probably-Not-Midori threatened her with her scythe. "Ah-ah-ah! Just begin to try and we'll all attack you at once! You can't cover all angles at the same time! Face the truth and just give it up!"

The girl growled from between clenched teeth. "Never..."

"Actually," Archer said blandly, "I never agreed to any battle plan with any of you fellows..."

Then someone dashed close from the darkness, crying along with the sound of heavy boots on the wet deck. "Ah! Itoshiki-sensei! Sorry I'm late! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

With tensed up nerves, Takane, Itoshiki, Mai, and Who-Are-You-Fooling-Midori all looked towards the newcomer, clad in her raincoat, boots and umbrella Pactio regalia. "Kaga-san!" Nozomu yelled. "Stay back! Why are you still in the boat! If I had wanted your help, I'd have--!"

He cut himself short when he realized, in their confusion, the surrounded girl had taken the split moment to swirl her giant sword in a glowing circle all around herself. Then, with a loud grunt, she lifted it high, and before anyone could stop her, slammed its tip into the deck, with all of her might.

"... Well, that could have gone better!" It's-You-Midori gasped, as the boat began rocking, with an ominous thunderous cracking noise.

"DESPAIR!" Itoshiki's hairs stood up.

Takane yelped, trying to send her shadow tendrils all around to protect the others, but being weakened, they failed, fell down, and dissipated on the deck, pulling her ragged clothes down with them into a black puddle. "AHHHHHH!" she shrieked, falling to her knees and covering her naughty spots with her hands.

"... Sorry!" Ai whined. "Now this, it's all really MY fault!"

Archer laughed apologetically as he took the terrified Mai under an arm. "Ah ha ha. My apologies, I should have done something about that if I had cared at all. Well, I'm sure you'll be alright, so we take our leave." And just like that, he jumped off board with a shrieking Mai tucked under the arm.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Ai wailed, using her Artifact to summon the water that was quickly pouring all around them as the boat sank quickly, forming a huge air bubble all around herself, Itoshiki, Takane and Oh-Come-On-Midori. "I'll try making up for my mistake, even if it costs my life! Please hang o--"

Then the boat, with a single final roar, collapsed into itself in a single yank down into sinking. As the sea claimed it with a hungry gulp, Ai closed her eyes, put all of her will into the bubble, and it rocketed for the coastline at top speed...


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"ONEE-CHAAAAAAAN!" Tokiha Takumi cried desperately as he saw the collapse of the ship. He fell down into anguished sobs, tightening his hands against his face. "No, Onee-chan, no, why, this can't be happening...!"

Anthy patted his back softly, while Chuchu looked with huge mesmerized eyes at the shattered floating remains, and Kimura Kaede stood grimly on the lifeboat, the wind blowing her hair and skirt around, giving a pink panty flash. "Be strong, Tokiha-san," the blonde said, cold and firm. "Be a man and face the loss with the dignity your sister deserved, or so I guess since I never knew her. There is nothing but one thing left to do now..." and she pointed to the sunken ship. "SUE THE HELL OUT OF THOSE BASTARDS!"

"Sounds like a nice plan, actually," Archer said, clinging on the boat right after breaking the surface, with a coughing and sputtering Mai firmly grabbed. "But I'm warning you, I've never been fond of courts..."

Anthy bowed to Mai. "Welcome, Mai-sama. I never doubted you'd survive that. I think there is enough room in this boat for you, but even if there isn't, it's okay, I can swim to the beach..."

"ONEE-CHAN!" Takumi jumped on Mai, hugging her as soon as Archer pushed her up on the boat. He cried happily, tucking his head between her breasts. "Oh, I'm so glad! Thank you, thank you, Archer-sama! Onee-chan, are you...?"

Mai coughed some more water up on Takumi's head and patted his shoulders motherly. "Yes, yes, I'm fine, Takumi-kun. Thanks to Archer-san... I think. How about you? Aren't you feeling ill or anything...?"

Takumi only made a happy purring sound as his head nestled in the middle of Mai's generous chest.

"Ah... I suppose you aren't, are you..." she said.

"Whatever happened to Itoshiki-sensei and Ai-san?" Kaere asked her. "Did you see them? Answer, or I'll sue you over hiding vital information in a situation of emergency!"

Mai scratched her soppy orange hair. "Um, well, actually, I'm not sure of anything I saw up there anymore..."

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Standing on top of a villa building near the Mahora coastline, with an open book in a hand, a very pale short girl with white hair sighed to herself.

"Ah. And so, the wayward princess arrives for the great game. How splendid. If only you could be here to see this, Brother..." she whispered to herself.


To be concluded next post!
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It was morning already.

"Whu-- I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Kaga Ai's head snapped up as soon as she regained awareness. She wiped the sand off her face and pushed herself up on her hands, sitting on the sandy coastline with a low whine. Her Pactio outfit had disappeared while she was unconscious, leaving her in her school uniform. She looked around for her Pactio card and found it a few steps away, quickly tucking it back into her shirt, with a relieved sigh.

Ai looked around and saw the girl with the huge sword snoring against a boulder, with a large bump on her head. Itoshiki-sensei was half buried in the sand a couple of meters from there, his legs sticking out the sand while his upper body remained underground.

"Sensei! I'm sorry I didn't notice you sooner!" Ai cried, running to pull him free by tugging on his scrawny left leg. "Are you... dead? Sorry to disturb your earned eternal rest if you are, but then you don't have to answer my stupid question..."

Lying on his back with unfocused eyes, the teacher muttered vacantly, "Despair I'm in despair Undynamic Entry Arika-hime-sama Stalker Hikikomori Suicide I'll Sue No SHAFT No Text Mail Poison Noose Despair Despair Why Kodansha Why..."

Ai's head grew a giant bead of sweat. "Umm... Yes, I, I am sure you will be okay..."

Then she heard a loud groan from above, and she looked up to see Takane-san waking up, on her stomach on the branch of a tree, golden hair covering the whole of her face. And nothing else.

Ai blinked. "Oh! Oh, hey, sorry for not noticing you earlier, but... are you okay...?"

The blonde rubbed her aching head. "I.. I'm not sure. Why do I feel this... this odd but familiar draft all over my--"

Then, before she could realize the harsh truth, she heard the gasps and whistlings, and she noticed several were taking pictures of her, particularly her backside, which stuck up due to the pose she had been left in.

Her bare backside, that was.

A heavily pummeled, face-swollen Sugiura Midori-sensei stood at the head of a group of newly arrived students and teachers, several of them from the sunken boat, who were arriving to the place. Several converging classes returning to Mahora from their school trips were gathering around the coast line and the wreckage remains, most of them gasping aloud at the sights... well, mostly just Takane's sight.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk!" Midori-sensei shook her head, nursing her left arm against herself. "Now what were you getting yourself involved into, Nozom-- OHHHH NUTS IT HURTS SO MUCH WHEN I BREATHE!"

Several long hairs were springing up from Kitsu Chiri's head, as her left eyebrow pulsed up. "What... What is the meaning of this... Sensei...!"

Aida Kensuke sniffled while taking intensive footage. "This... This is the chance of a lifetime...!"

"If I cared enough at all, I'd so be shattering that camera on your head, Captain Nerd," Soryu Asuka Langley mumbled.

"Oh... Oh... ONEE-SAMA...!" Sakura Mei began bawling.

Honsho Chizuru stared up with stars in her eyes. "I think I'm in love...!"

Kimura Kaere sneered. "Oh, Japan is such a land of deviants! In my country exhibitionists like you would be-- AH!" she cried as the wind flipped her skirt, and pink panties were visible yet again.

Karigiri Jinako groaned. "And to think I left my room for a whole week just to see things like this..."

"Sorry, but I think I know you. Aren't you supposed to be in my class?" Tohsaka Sakura asked her.

"Ooohhh! Rika didn't know there was a nude beach so close to the Academy! This is sooooo exciting!" Shiguma Rika gushed, pushing her glasses up her nose.

"Bwark! BWAK BUKAWWK BWARK BWARK!" Boo-sensei protested indignantly.

Takane looked with gigantic helpless eyes at the crowd, then fainted from the branch and hit the sand below.

At the back of the group, Tokiha Mai sighed and asked her brother, "Takumi, do you have your headache medication at hand?"

"Yes, Onee-chan, but I'm not feeling..."

"It's for me this time," Mai said, taking it and gulping a couple of pills. "I have the feeling I'll be needing these too for the duration of the term..."
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Whah? No Shirai Kuroko to echo Sakura Mei?
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