Even in these times, Life goes on
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Very funny guys. Hilarious. I'm dying over here. Btw, did you meet my new friend? His name's Shit Sherlock, first name No.
Actually, its a joke that's not actually a joke. Ayaka has a pretty nice conversation with her over the phone during the MM arc, and she's Ms. Exposition in UQ Holder. Seems like she's quite talkative once she actually starts talking.
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Also she's able to communicate perfectly through silence. Somehow.
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Just don't think too much about it. But if you want something that you actually want to work with... Zazie is kind and thoughtful. She has to keep those shadow... things... from eating people at random, if at all. And she's willing to help out if you need it. Also, she juggles whenever she can. It's called practice.
Even in these times, Life goes on
Thank you Kurush, that helps more than 'she's actually quite talkative' 
. Would it be safe to assume Zazie's full-power form is similar to her sister's, or more resembles her Pactio card? If a mix of both I'm thinking like Kefka from FFVI
By this point my best advice would be to actually bother reading the manga you want to write about. That should answer most of your many, constant questions so you don't have to react with snark to our jokes, and the ones it doesn't, we shouldn't be able to help you with them either since none of us is named Akamatsu.
Magic is what you want it to be.
“W-Well,” Takane eventually rasped, “that’s certainly for the best, all things considered. Please forgive my impatience, but how much longer until we reach the Tankery fields?”
“We’re almost there,” Yuzu said, “right after turning this corner, we’ll take the road leading directly into—Oh!” she stopped, looking aside, at a small playground where several noisy children were gathered around something they were beating and kicking on rather fiercely, in between rapid chuckles and thuggish remarks somewhat unfitting anyone that age. “Boys, boys!” she said, stepping away from the reception troupe to walk briskly towards them. “Play nice! What are you doing there?”
One of the little boys looked at her. “Damn, that’s one of the Student Council people, isn’t she?”
“Hm?” another took a look of his own. “Bah, it’s just Busty-neechan. Ignore her and she’ll go away.” Then he gave the thing still out of Takane and Mei’s line of sight another punt, and the thing meowed in a very pained, despairful pitch.
“G-Guys, don’t ignore me! Please?!” Yuzu pouted, getting closer and closer even though the boys had gone back to simply harassing the small animal they had trapped, kicking it back and forth between them as if it were a football. Takane could see that much, and also that the little creature was black and apparently furry. She felt her APOSTLE OF JUSTICE righteous fury boiling up, and her fingers twitched in a way that made Mei very wary.
“Oneesama,” her Pactio partner gulped, meekly reaching over to hold her by a sleeve, “you shouldn’t, this isn’t our jurisdiction, we are here only to—“
Before Takane could do something she would regret later, and even before a fuming mad Satoshi-kun could storm past from where Momo was stoically holding him back while waiting to see how long would it take Yuzu to need bailout this time, someone else arrived suddenly from another, completely unexpected angle, jumping into the middle of the children and scattering them into all directions like struck bowling pins with a mighty cry of “SAILOR V KICK!!”
“What—“ Takane gasped.
“MREEEOWWWW!” the black cat currently under the feet of the blond girl who had just landed on it cried frantically, flailiing its legs around in further ache and great terror, its back impossibly curved like a bow under the weight of the person standing on it.
“Oops!” the newly arrived girl, who had her long hair made into two long pigtails protuding out of twin odango-shaped buns on her scalp, gulped, taking an immediate step back. “Sorry, Kitty! Miscalculated!” And then, just as quick, she was shouting a storm at the bruised, groaning kids splayed all across the playground and trying to push themselves back up. “What the hell were you doing to this, poor, harmless kitty, you lunkheads! Don’t you have any shame?! What are you, psychos in training?! What do you think this is, Honnouji?! You no good punks wouldn’t last two days in Honnouji! I shoulda know, they had to kick me outta there!”
Yuzu, now visibly paler, swallowed the large cold knot in her throat. “Ah, um, good morning, Tsukino-san…”
“Good morning, Assistant-san!” the blonde barely acknowledged her before keeping on berating the brats. “Does this make you feel macho? Well, how ‘bout getting your butts kicked by a girl? I see you doing this again, and I guarantee I’m gonna make you my housewives, you little prissy girlies!”
“Aw, crud, it’s the wacko!” one of the boys yelped, running for the hills. “I thought it was safe from her at this time!”
“She must’ve skipped classes again!” another boy said, running into another direction. “Retreat, retreat!”
“I’m going to tell Moooooooom!” a third boy bawled, fleeing for dear life. “There are laws against this now…!”
The girl picked a small stone and tossed it at his head, making him further whine as he ran, and Takane, Mei and Chamo grew gigantic sweatdrops on their own heads. “Take this one to the judge while you’re at it, punk! And I’ve got one for each jury member, too! Honestly!” she huffed, dusting her hands off on her uniform’s skirt. “What’s wrong with education nowadays? It’s almost enough to make me miss the Kiryuin b—“
“Um, Tsukino-san, that was sort of overkill, again, don’t you think?” Yuzu softly pointed out.
“Concerned citizens on civic watch wouldn’t have to do this if you did it yourselves, Assistant-san!” the ‘Tsukino’ girl snapped at her, making Yuzu cringe. “I’ll bet those twerps were skipping classes, even!”
“Just like you, as they said themselves, isn’t that right, Tsukino-san?” Momo decided to stroll into the conversation then, arms folded, gaze icy and stern. “And I see, once more, you’ve dragged Osaka-san along with yourself.” This was said with a precise glance towards a plain looking girl around Tsukino’s age with short brown hair trying to hide behind a nearby tree, holding an ice cream cone in each hand. This girl shuddered and closed her eyes in evident shame, but said nothing at all. Momo’s temper then finally burst into flames. “I can’t believe you! Look, you’re disgracing our school before illustrious visitors from Mahora! I hope you’re happy now, Tsukino-san!”
“Mahora?!” the blonde’s eyes shone and expanded almost creepily, now zeroing on Takane and Mei, who felt very very afraid all of a sudden. In a second she was on them, looking at them from all directions, merrily bouncing on her feet like the prey of the worst sugar rush ever. “Wai, Mahora! You guys have met Sailor V, haven’t you?! I mean, who in Mahora hasn’t met Sailor V?! Are you Sailor V?!” she excitedly asked Takane, gesturing with her fingers as if to establish the shape of a big ribbon on Goodman’s head. “Because yo usure look like Sailor V, with that hair, and that body, and THEM LEGS!”
“I don’t think I like this girl a whole lot,” Mei bitterly commented under her breath.
“Tsu-ki-no-san!!” Momo roared, grabbing her by an ear and pulling her away from Takane as if she weighed nothing. “Pay attention for once and stop bothering Mahora’s delegates! Your behavior here has been downright repulsive!”
“Repulsive? What’s repulsive?” Tsukino asked, shaking the hand off her ear before seemingly realizing something. “Oh, you mean like gross, right? For shame, Assistant-san! I only wanted to save this poor, victimified animal from thosse evil, evil brats!” she argued, grabbing the dazed, beaten cat up from the floor and almost pushing it on Momo’s face. “Just look at her! What kind of monster-to-be would put a beating on this poor cute thing…?”
“Take that mangy sack of fleas off me, I’ll bet it doesn’t have its shots!” Momo shivered, pushing her back.
“That’s what your mom told me last night,” Tsukino snarked, and then, just as rapidly, she greeted Satoshi before any reply could be given, the best to shift the topic away. “Oh, hi there, Ash. Hadn’t noticed you, sorry.”
“Hey, Bunny,” the boy grinned, and they high-fived each other. “I liked that one! Had style!”
Mei blinked. “You two knew each other?”
Tsukino shrugged. “I tried to be a Po**mon fighter, but just wasn’t my thang. Ash’s da bomb, though. I know they don’t say ‘da bomb’ anymore, but that’s part of my rebel-against-the-system-doing her-own-thang, um, thang. How’d ya do? I’m Tsukino Usagi, fifteen years old, and the cutie behind the tree’s my best friend, Osaka Naru-chan!”
“I was just passing by, really…” Naru innocently whistled, giving a lick to one of the ice cream cones.
“Hey, I saw that! That one’s mine!” Usagi barked in her direction before noticing the cat she was still holding was angrily clawing and pawing on her own forehead, where someone had placed two band.-aids on an ‘X’ shape at the middle of it. “Hey, what’s that, Kitty? Are you a mutant? Were you branded by a mutant? Do you have wicked cool metal claws coming outta your paws? Be careful, you could give yourself a lobotomy…”
“That’s obviously something the children placed on it, Tsukino-san!” Momo shouted at her, grew even redder now, the eye behind her single glass slightly bulging up in a way that greatly concerned Yuzu.
“That was gonna be my best guess,” Usagi nonchalantly shrugged, then took hold of the band-aids. “Let’s see, if they bother you so much Oneechan will take ‘em off, I just hope your brains don’t leak off all over me…”
She gave a yank, and the cat meowed as the band aids came off. The feline spun free from the hand holding her, gave a pirouette during which she skillfully clawed on Usagi’s face, and finally landed on all fours on a nearby wall. She looked down at the pained, twitching Usagi, holding her face in her hands, and just as quickly leapt away, disappearing between the trees.
Not before catching Chamo’s attention, however. For, during that instant, the ermine had seen a recognizable mark on the spot formerly covered by the band aids. And he knew he had stumbled into something big.
“Let’s see, I’m sure it’s not too bad, Tsukino-san…” Yuzu motherly said, approaching Usagi and checking on the fine slash marks on her features. “I think maybe you were too rough…”
“Why, that ungrateful little bitch, I mean, cat…!” Usagi bawled as Yuzu made soft soothing sounds to her. “No good deed goes unpunished, after all…! Stupid Shingo was right…!”
“You can take on gangs of five at once without a complain, but a cat scratches you and the waterworks go on?” Momo murmured, annoyed, before looking in all directions. “Yuzu. Have you just lost Goodman-san’s pet, or I won’t have to kill you later?”
“Eh?” Yuzu blinked, and then realized Chamo had vanished with no trace. “Ah! This is bad! I had him here a second ago, and he seemed so content to be there! Please forgive me, forgive me, Goodman-san! I promise I’ll look for him immediately!”
Takane smiled pleasantly and held a hand up. “Oh, don’t concern yourself about that, Koyama-san. We aren’t angry at you at all! As a matter of fact, let us treat you to lunch after the meeting, what do you say to that?”
Even in these times, Life goes on
Yeah, you are right. Sorry for the snark everyone. Guess I let my tongue have too much acid today. I've gotta loosen up.
himitsu keisatsu
That's Pretty Destroyer Usagi, right?
himitsu keisatsu seifu chokuzoku kokka hoanbu na no da himitsu keisatsu yami ni magireru supai katsudou torishimari
That's the Best Usagi, so there's a lot of that in her, but not 100% so. I don't know anywhere close enough to Toku and Kamen Rider shit as to make a full approach work, for instance.
OM, while awesome you're trying to use BDSM!Usagi, it just doesn't feel like you got her character right. Maybe it just the first impression, but she feels off and more subdued than BDSM!Usagi.
I sense incoming 4kids references.
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Incidentally, I recall you describing Charizard as huge.
It really, really isn't. It's like 170 or so. Maybe 2 meters if it's a particularly big one. Not even kidding, Pokémon sizes are weird. Also odd to describe him as 'da bomb' because I'm part of the fanbase that says that he's complete garbage at being a trainer and gets by on a combination of plot convenience and the kindness of everyone around here.
edited 29th Oct '16 4:48:54 PM by IAmNotCreativeEnough
himitsu keisatsu seifu chokuzoku kokka hoanbu na no da himitsu keisatsu yami ni magireru supai katsudou torishimari
Maybe it just the first impression, but she feels off and more subdued than BDSM!Usagi.
Good, because she's not supposed to be that extreme. Besides the fact I'm not sure The Sage of Toads would appreciate an outright copy rather than a homage of sorts, there's no way in hell BDSM Usagi could ever work in tandem with Harley and Ivy, even for a short while and with Clenched Teeth Teamwork. These Senshi already have enough extreme personalities as it is.
As for Charizard's size, eh, dramatic license. Think about it this way; these Po**mon aren't actual creatures, but simulations made for a 3-D lifelike game. Of course you'd want to make them as striking as possible, and with a dragon, either you want it to be cute or you want it to be huge and impressive. It's the Jurassic World effect, past a point your business doesn't want a T-Rex, it wants an Indomitus Rex.
Still, *huge* is a relative term. Huge compared to Mei and Takane, who are after all Japanese schoolgirls (and Takane looks tall by virtue of mostly standing around other Japanese schoolgirls and Negi) but remember, Mei still can pass a hand through its head if she reaches high enough.
As for Satoshi's quality, again, it's a thing born from a different setting. If you keep the part where he keeps on ranking second in pretty much every contest ever but you take away the unique quirks of Pokemon as an actual-animal-based world and set it as only part of a whole universe far more concerned with other more important things, someone like Satoshi should logically be more of a reasonably skilled, obsession-fueled player who keeps on failing because of a combination of Always Someone Better, critical mistakes at key times, and a tendence to overstimate himself after reaching high enough.
edited 29th Oct '16 5:27:29 PM by NapoleonDeCheese
Protagonist luck is a perfectly legitimate way of being called 'da bomb'.
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Ash doesn't necessarily rank second everywhere. He certainly didn't rank second in the Indigo Plateau, and he actually managed to beat the Battle Frontier - inexplicably, at that, because the Battle Frontier should be a significantly larger challenge. Then again, he fights in actual tournaments and has never faced the Elite Four of the regions he tries to become champion of.
Technically, none of the winners of those tournaments is the 'Champion' of the region.
Also, there's the fact that Ash went through years and hasn't won a single tournament.
Red can become Pokémon champion in like, one hour and a half from the moment he wakes up.
himitsu keisatsu seifu chokuzoku kokka hoanbu na no da himitsu keisatsu yami ni magireru supai katsudou torishimari
Ash is a decent trainer, but leaves a lot to be desired. His Kalos team is the best he's ever had to work with, and dumped his pseudo-legendary for a looooong time, and when it came back, let it get worfed twice.
Red is arguably worse though. All he really packs is raw power, because otherwise his team is actually pretty lackluster.
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It's not just about team composition, though. Ash's team compositions are balanced by narrative necessity - they need variety, and cool-looking pokemon that kids love tend to also be fairly powerful, so the pokemon that Ash gets tend to be good pokemon.
Of course, then he fails to evolve them or makes tactically poor decisions, sometimes forgets how types work, etc, etc.
At least he did get better in the last few seasons.
But Ash would not beat the Elite Four + Champion gauntlet. He'd need to sweep, and narrative convenience will never sweep, because that would mean the fight lacks real tension.
edited 29th Oct '16 9:21:13 PM by IAmNotCreativeEnough
himitsu keisatsu seifu chokuzoku kokka hoanbu na no da himitsu keisatsu yami ni magireru supai katsudou torishimari
The thing is that Ash's competency varies wildly from series to series, where his personality and ability is constantly being retooled. Hell, you can look at what Sun and Moon is turning Ash into versus his X&Y depiction, and the differences are downright jarring.
But no, and Elite 4 adaptation is not going to happen for him, because it simply wouldn't even make a good episode, unless it was condensed down like Blue's was in Generations. Its sort of why I like the tournament idea better, since that at least works for television.
To be fair, its not entirely his fault when Mons and attacks just ignore typing because...well, entertainment. Its why Charizard X blew out Ash-Greninja in the end of the X&Y tournament, despite Ash-Greninja being surprisingly powerful in the games, now that we get to look at it.
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Which only makes me ask "What were they smoking?" when they decided to add it to the games.
himitsu keisatsu seifu chokuzoku kokka hoanbu na no da himitsu keisatsu yami ni magireru supai katsudou torishimari
Well, Protean still has some advantages over Battle Bond, though it's relatively even.
Magic is what you want it to be.
Chachazero, knives at the ready, and Chachamaru both rushed him from another angle, giving him less room to maneuver, and so he was hit directly by Evangeline, forcing him to grind back on shaking legs, his blocking doing little to absorb the impact. "All yours" the mistress of the resort grinned wickedly, and her dolls both leapt on the boy, each from a side.
"Flans paelis aerialis!" Negi shouted, extending his arms, and a large bust of air blew around him, pushing both dolls back, although not enough in Chachamaru's case. Pushing her arm through the compressed wind, the gynoid took hold of Negi's chin and pushed him against the ground, pinning him while Chachazero recovered and slammed a knife on the concrete, mere milimeters apart from his nose. "Aie!" he gasped, an then a small bare white foot was pressed on his face from above.
"Checkmate, Boya," Evangeline chuckled, folding her arms while keeping Negi down, and Chachamaru bowed deeply to apologize. "Seriously, that was pathetic! I know it was three on one, but you should've lasted at least one minute more!"
"My bad..." Negi managed to say despite the sole squeezing his cheeks one against the other. "Will you give me another try...?"
"As you wish," Evangeline easily punted him in the stomach, sending him flying up, and then leaping after him. In mid-flight, Negi recovered and pushed ahead into her with both hands, with a maneuver taught by Ku Fei, but Evangeline easily blocked it with her forearms. Negi smirked, then using her proximity to kick at her, but she moved out of the way just as easily. "Your legs are too short," she reminded him, and then copied Negi's own hand-shoving, hitting him squarely and sending him into Chachamaru's arms, as she'd just flown behind him. Chachamaru hit him with a haymaker, sending him back down towards Eva as she readied a spell. "Lic Lac La Lac Lilac. Cemedatos Astrabusator De Temnator! DIOS CHUCOS!"
The moment after, Negi was violently bashed down in a collossal explosion of icy energy that left him flat on his back, groaning weakly while Evangeline floated down to his feet, adressing the audience sitting at the sidelines with a smile. "That," she explained, "is a classic finishing move favored by many a mage, the Thousand Master included. It can be combined with all major elements of magic, allowing it a great deal of versatility. Any questions?"
"Can, can I see it again?" Negi asked, struggling back to his feet. "I think, I think I can copy it if I see it once—"
"Overruled," Chisame said standing up, while all but one of the other Ministra nodded their support and Madoka, Sayo and Oshizu only gaped in horror. "Remember, Konoka's not here, and you'll have to rest those out. You've pushed yourself more than enough tonight!"
Eva gave the boy a dismissive glance. "Eh, I'm sure he'll be ready for another go after two hours of resssss—" then she wobbled on her feet, taking a hand to her head. "Unhh. Tuition, I'm going to need tuition."
"Tuition?" Madoka asked.
"I thought, within this place, you were invulnerable and tireless?" Lala questioned. "I'd never seen you asking for tuition for anything but having appetite..."
"Idiot," Evangeline growled at her while supporting herself on Chachamaru, "I'd been adding areas for the benefit of you blockheads, remember? That demands a lot from my power. Honestly, I don't know why I bother doing things for your grotesque expanded entourage... Oh, yes, it's for this," she was reminded as Negi, having pulled his left sleeve up, extended his arm to her, and she took hold of it, sinking her fangs into the boy's skin and beginning to suction happily.
"Geh!!" Madoka screamed, and the doll ghosts shrieked and jumped into each other's arms. "That, that's your tuition?!"
"Well, she's a vampire, after all," Negi said with a tired smile. "Don't think much about it, she's earned it, and it won't really hurt me..."
"I'm not so sure, the way you're right now," Chisame mumbled, rolling a sleeve of her own up. "That'll be enough, Eva, you've left him dry in another sense already. I'll pay the rest of the tuition this time."
"Really, Chisame-san, you did it last time!" Ayaka protested, already catching up to her with an arm bared. "I believe tonight it is my turn to help Negi-sensei!"
"But I want Boya's blood, not yours," Eva droned as she briefly let go of the boy's arm, fangs dripping red and horrifying Kugimiya.
"Remember, my blood is richer in magic than it seems!" Ayaka offered her arm to her. "At least give it a try, you might just like it!"
"I'll be glad to donate my blood so Chisame-sama doesn't have to give her valuable bodily fluids to any other woman!" Matoi said, rushing to Ayaka's side.
"Butt out of this, Tsunetsuki! I don't need anyone to be a white knight for me!" Chisame grumbled.
Eva sighed, giving Negi's arm a last lingering suction before letting it go. "All right, I'll humor you this time. You're guests as well, so it's just fair you'll pay your own membership shares. I'll do Yukihiro first, then Tsunetsuki, and Hasegawa if I'm still thirsty after them..."
"I'd rather let you suck all of my blood than to allow you taste any of Chisame-sama's!" the 3-F student gasped while Ayaka cringed a bit at Evangeline biting her.
Sakurako smiled at Madoka. "Don't be worried, she never takes enough as to hurt any of us. And as long as Misora and Cocone-chan bless the wounds afterwards, there's no risk we'll end up becoming vampires or anything like that."
"I've told you, it's more complicated than that," Eva murmured around Ayaka's arm. "Don't let Hollywood shlock pass as your knowledge of the arcane, dolts. That's it, tomorrow Saotome will be guiding you an intensive tour of my library!"
Madoka blinked. "Um, okay, blessing vampire bites? That, that makes sense, I guess." She looked at Skuld. "But, wouldn't it be better if you did it? You're a goddess, aren't you?"
Skuld rasped uneasily. "I thought we'd already established I don't do that sort of thing?"
"Wow," Sayo said quietly. "All the same, I'm impressed Negi-sensei would go this far, to go through this kind of training, to let his blood be sucked, just to get stronger. You never looked like that kind of guy to me, Sensei! N-Not like there's anything wrong with that, but...!"
"Oh, I think you might be slightly wrong there, Sayo-san," Negi corrected while Cocone and Misora placed crosses and prayed on his bite wound. "You'll see, if it was up to me, I wouldn't mind being an impressive fighter or not. A competent mage, even a Magister Magi, doesn't have to be a powerful hand to hand combatant. But, how to explain it..."
"Negi's father was a powerful hand to hand combatant," Chisame summed up. "And, well, looks like not only Negi won't be able to find him if he doesn't become one himself, but he wants his father to see he's followed on his footsteps when he finds him."
"Oooooohhhhhh!" Sayo and Oshizu said at once.
"That's basically it, although Chisame might be oversimplifying it for the sake of narrative convenience," Negi chuckled, scratching the back of his neck.
"Like heck I am," his first Partner huffed.
Negi sighed, noticing the curious looks of his friends and allies. "I suppose you have every right to know the full truth. Chisame, Satomi-san and a few others have heard the general story, but... perhaps it'd be easier for you if you all could see it firsthand?"
"Firsthand?" Chisame raised an eyebrow. "Like, in...?"
Negi nodded. "Like that time when we looked into the memories of—"
"Noooooot even a single word about that!" Evangeline roared, letting go of the strangely moaning Matoi's arm and earning herself many an intrigued glance. "Ahem! Well, if that's what you want to do, Boya, I won't object, seeing it'll save us all lots of time and inane discussions, and these idiots won't get anything without a graphic exposition. But I doubt you can cast a spell large enough to include them all. Fortunately, now I am back at full capacity, I can do it for you!"
"I told you my blood would be more than enouuuuuuugh!" a comically emaciated and pale Ayaka said from where a wary Cocone and Misora were healing her wound.
"Really?" Negi smiled at Eva. "That's very generous from you, Master!"
"I, Imbecile, I'm just doing it to go straight to the point!" the vampire stammered. "Use the 'G' word with me again and I kick you down a chasm!"
"Besides, it'll no doubt be interesting for Master to see Sensei when he was only a small, adorable child, not to mention probably Nagi-san the night he—" Chachamaru began.
"I can kick two people down a chasm at once, you know!"
"But I can fly, Master."
"Not if I freeze you solid first!"
edited 30th Oct '16 11:41:03 AM by NapoleonDeCheese
Magic is what you want it to be.
The absolute destiny: Apocalypse. Birth records, baptism records, records of death...
Listening to the bizarre lyrics of the tune, sang by a high pitched feminine voice, Asuna felt like she had to say, "You know, not to be rude or anything, but... usually, 'elevator music' is sort of... different, I think, anywhere else?"
"These lyrics sound like a 3-F student wrote them... but I like them!" Konoka smiled.
Setsuna cringed a bit at the brutal honesty of her classmates. "P-Please forgive Ojou-sama and Kagurazaka-san, Kajou-san... That's... ah, just a small sample of local Mahora humor, we realize it might not translate that well here..."
A shining place in a desert of darkness. A gold plated Shangri-La...
Ayame shrugged, although still retaining a stiff, straight posture. "I understand it might... puzzle outsiders. And I'll admit I still haven't figured them out myself. And I've been working for the Council for two years now..."
Day and night turning back on each other, a time-plated Paradise Lost...
"Ringo mogire biimu! Ringo mogire biimu! Ringo mogire biimu!" Konoka and Asuna began to happily sing together.
"Ojou-sama, Asuna-san, please don't start with the 3-F lyrics!" Setsuna cried, skin crawling over. "They're hardly the best our school has to offer!"
Ayame couldn't help but stiffle a tiny chuckle under the hand suddenly covering her mouth, her eyes squinting behind her glasses with the strain of blocking an actual laughter.
The darkness of Sodom! The darkness of light! The darkness of distance! Endless, endless darkness!
"Yeah, definitely 3-F stuff," Asuna sagely nodded.
"You said it!" Konoka nodded, then asked Ayame, "Sempai, do you have it in CD? I'm sure Kaga-sempai and Matoi-sempai, two friends of ours, would just love it!"
The absolute Apocalypse! The absolute destiny: Apocalyptic darkness!
"Come to think about it, Eva-chan might dig it as well," Asuna observed.
"You only have to pass through our souvenir store before leaving the Academy to buy the greatest hits of the Student Council, Konoe-san," Ayame politely informed before adding, "If it cannot break its egg's shell, a chick will die without being born."
"... what?" Konoka asked.
"We are the chick, the world is our egg," Setsuna replied with a faint air of recognition, after a moment of shock and doubt.
"No, seriously, WHAT?" Asuna echoed.
Ayame nodded. "If we don't crack the world's shell, we will die without being born."
"Ooo-kaaaayyyy..." Konoka said, slowly edging closer to the perplexed Asuna.
"Smash the world's shell!" Setsuna replied with an air of great enlightnment.
"For the revolution of the world!" Ayame nodded firmly, staring into her eyes.
"Setchan," a very wary Konoka said, eyeing the way Setsuna and Ayame had just shook hands while resolutely sharing a courageous look. "Mind telling us what is this about, because honestly, I don't..."
"Aaaaaaand here we are!" Ayame coughed and stepped outside as soon as the elevator stopped, cutting this properly Utena-esque Big Lipped Alligator Moment we will likely never refer to again. "My apologies over the long trip up, but believe me, the stairs are far, far even worse. Please follow me, the Council proper waits at the end of the platform."
"Oh, just like the one at Eva's," Konoka noted, looking at the edges of the gigantic stone platform they had arrived onto before looking way up and blinking. "Except for that, I guess. Sempai, why is there a glowing fairy tale castle hanging upside down over us?"
"That's just CGI, Konoe-san," Ayame answered matter of factly, walking without ever looking back.
"Oh, CGI, of course!" Konoka gladly accepted the explanation immediately.
"Shouldn't you be more conscious about those explanations already, Konoka?!" Asuna snapped in typical comical fashion, although by now it's probably not so comical anymore.
Magic is what you want it to be.
"Sure!" Negi nodded. "It's like the time we entered the Master's memories, remember? It has no real science to it..."
Hakase heard the words 'no science', blinked, turned around, and began walking away from the circle. Sakurako grabbed her by a hand and pulled her back into her place. "Satomi-chan...!"
The whole lot of them stood on a wide, wide circle drawn on the main platform of the resort, curiously the one that looked exactly like the one at Ohtori Asuna, Konoka and Setsuna were on at roughly the same time. Evangeline herself had just finished putting on the final lines of the circle around them, and smirked as she gave the final instructions. "Okay, Boya, now all you have to do is chanting the spell and this will do the rest. The others don't need doing anything but standing still while holding on each others' hands." This was said while she grabbed Chachamaru's hand from a side, and that of Negi himself from the other. "I think that's within your paltry capacities, but if it isn't, now is the best moment to quit."
"Question, Ma'am," Rito said while glancing at where the green haired killer doll sat silent and still. "Why did you deactivate Chachazero-san?"
"Well, your physical bodies will be paralyzed during the experience," Mc Dowell answered, "and so, we don't want Zero stabbing you to death in the meanwhile, do we?"
"Eeep," Rito gulped.
"Come on, she wouldn't do that... would she?" Madoka asked.
"Yes. Yes, she would," the rest of them replied as one.
"I'll never complain about Suzumiya-sempai agai— Well, for a day or two," Madoka decided.
"Now, Boya, when you think we've had enough, you'll break the spell and that'll be it," Eva instructed her disciple. "Got it?"
"Yes, Master," he nodded. "Fine then, is everyone ready?"
After a couple moments of nervous shared glares, nods abounded. "Let's go full throttle, Negi-kun!" Haruna grinned at her Magister.
"Okay." He took a deep breath in and chanted. "O Mother of the Muses, Mnemosyme... With me as the origin, take us back six years..."
And then they all saw a great flash of light that blinded them for a few moments. Rito was actually the first one to regain his sight, blinking the spots off it and rubbing his eyes with the back of a hand. "Did it work? Oh, sorry, I moved my hand, didn't I, ahhhhhh..."
Then he shrieked, trembled, and fell several feet away after being propulsed by a shower of perfectly white blood erupting from his perfectly white astral body. There were several gasps of shock all around him as the travellers into Negi's mind realized, more or less at once, they were all fully naked, although with their bodies resembling those of Barbie and Ken dolls more than anything else; while their buttocks were visible, their chests held no nipples, and then crotches were featureless and smooth.
"We're naked!" Madoka gulped aloud, taking her hands down to cover said featureless crotch.
"Isn't a bit late for that now, after that whole thing at Sayo-san's backyard?" Sakurako reminded her.
"It's, it's the principle of the thing, Sakurako!" her friend protested.
"It's not so bad, look, we don't even have thingies! See?" Haruna said, reaching down to squeeze Rito's non-existent junk.
"Kya!" the boy yelped. "Haruna-chan, don't touch me! Not in public, at least!"
Itoshiki looked down at himself, and then at Keiichi. "Well, at the very least, this saves one of us an uncomfortable sense of inferiority, doesn't it, Morisato-san?"
The younger man paused. "Come to think about it, we haven't ever been at the baths at the same time, have we?"
"Oh, I like the way this is going," Haruna commented, a glint in the glasses that were the only thing she was wearing.
"Of course," the lanky teacher obliviously commented, "at some point or another we'll have to meet there and compare anyway, but at least I'm glad it shouldn't have to happen in the company of ladies."
Morisato nodded. "Oh yeah. I'd bet mine is bigger, though."
Itoshiki frowned. "Not to insult you, Morisato-san, but I wouldn't be too sure about that..."
"Oh, yes? Perhaps we should hit the baths as soon as we are finished here, then...?"
"That's fine with me!"
"Seriously, this writes itself!" Haruna drooled. "But I'm sure Rito-chan will beat you there readily! I have faith on my boy's boy!"
"I'm not going to measure my boy against anyone's!" Rito cried. "I'm sure you'll show up with metric tape, and I don't want you looking at those boys' boys! No no no no, sorry! But no!"
"Actually, you're still quite dressed, these are only the projections of your minds into mine..." Negi's voice said from above.
"I'd never project myself naked anywhere!" Madoka said. "Hey, hey, but if this is my mind at work, I just can imagine myself dressed, can't I?" she closed her eyes and thought of clothes, clothes, clothes. Not a single damn thing happened. "Ahhh! This is an exposure nightmare!"
"I'm afraid it doesn't work that way..." Negi's voice replied, with an awkward hint of shame.
Misa put her hands on her hips. "You're watching us naked, aren't you?"
"What? N-NO! I'm just turning my mental vision aside! That lamppost over there is v-very... pretty, isn't it?"
"We're buck naked in the middle of an English street!" Madoka shouted. "We're giving everyone a free peep show!"
"No one can see us!" Chisame told her. "Well, other than Negi. Who I'm hoping is really looking aside..."
"I AM!"
"... and all those people around aren't even real, they're just projections of his memories," Chisame finished, gesturing towards the fully dressed citizens walking down the streets without noticing them, and occasionally outright walking through them, which didn't even tickle in the slightest. Although Haruna still seemed to enjoy it somehow, wiggling her hips and purring while placing herself in the way of the most attractive bystanders. Rito only stared at that and pouted.
Madoka scowled, but finally withdrew her hands away.
"And technically, it's a Welsh street," Hakase added.
"No, it isn't. At this point, I hadn't moved to Wales yet," Negi informed them.
"Ehhhh!" Haruna was showing herself off to everyone who walked down the street. "This is wonderful! I just found a new kink!"
"Haruna, stop flashing the imaginary people already!" Yuuna scolded her.
Lala had just joined Haruna in her careless race around the place. "Weeeeee, this is fun...! Race you, Haruna...!"
"ARE YOU GUYS FREAKING LISTENING AT ALL?!" Yuuna yelled.
"Races are fun...!" Makie giggled, already running at full speed along Lala and Haruna.
"SERIOUSLY, MAKIE, EVEN YOU!" Yuuna said. "Negi-kun, it's your mind, exert your authority!"
"Hmmm?" the disembodied voice asked. "Sorry, Yuuna-san, it's difficult to focus on the things to correct when you can't look at them. Oh, I remember that bakery now! It's a shame the tastes can't be enjoyed again..."
Chisame sighed and patted Yuuna's shoulder. "Welcome to my world, Akashi. Also, Tsunetsuki, if you aren't going to stop staring at my butt, at least do it from another position!"
The girl crouched down shortly behind her sniffled. "Saying that while you touch another naked woman is so cruel, Chisame-sama...!"
Then Sakurako glanced aside and asked, "Konoka? What are you doing here, and who's that girl with you?"
"What?" Ayaka looked in that direction as well, finding herself staring at a white girl very similar to Konoka, naked and floating slightly above the street, next to a just as bare girl who looked a fair lot like a non-chibi version of Oshizu's doll. "Aisaka-san! Murasame-san! Well, this is a surprise!"
"Iiiieeee!" Sayo quickly floated behind Oshizu, using her as a shield and managing a perfect blush on her starkly colorless figure. "Don't look, please! This is so embarrassing! I haven't been naked since, since... well, I can't remember ever being naked! How mortifying!"
"It's oddly liberating in a way, but I don't know why..." a faintly troubled, but also strangely relaxed Oshizu pondered, simply floating in place while making no attempt to hide her own modest figure.
"So, now that I think about it," Keiichi quietly commented, suddenly concerned, "as soon as we get back, our boys will still be where they used to, won't they?"
"Again, since Chachazero won't be able to use her knives while you're here, yes, they will," Evangeline reassured him.
"Ah, thanks, that's good to hear," Morisato said, then took a mental note of buying new added locks for his resort room just in case.
edited 30th Oct '16 6:23:19 PM by NapoleonDeCheese
himitsu keisatsu
Type Moon Complex proved that Protagonist Power gives you a very impressive wang.
It, of course, pales in comparison to that of the King of Heroes or the King of Conquerors, but still. Impressive.
himitsu keisatsu seifu chokuzoku kokka hoanbu na no da himitsu keisatsu yami ni magireru supai katsudou torishimari
How intensely emotional she is. She's such a blabber mouth too.