I remember back when generic Zombies were meta because of Il Blud :D Gemini was just becoming a thing iirc
Nowadays Il Blud tricky as hell to use for some reason though =.=
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TimasheTiger said Also, Empire if you feel the psychotic smiler part was a little too much I could tone it down a bit XD
Quite alright. It reminds me of every Touhou fan gag ever where Hata no Kokoro tries to smile and fails to get the right feels across.
Amity Cole's first day of her second year at Yamaku wasn't off to an ideal start at all. None of this had to do with her missing sense of touch; that was something she'd learned to adapt to over the years. No, her day was starting poorly because of her awful sense of time...
Two hours earlier...
BRZZZT! BRZZZT! BRZZ-click.
"Good morning to you too, painful alarm clock," Ami groaned. At first, it was the same as any morning where she first wakes up sluggish as can be. Then the realization set in. Today was the first day of class! Almost-leaping out of bed (she'd actually leapt the previous year and broke her nose, not noticing it until somebody pointed it out) and grabbing the school's green-and-white uniform, Ami made a beeline for the bathroom. She had to shower! She had to dress! She had to figure out where her new classroom was! There were so many things to do this morning! She'd managed to accomplish them all in record time, even. After the few minutes it had taken her to shower and get dressed, Ami took another look at her clock. I've got time, she'd decided, so she'd grabbed two puppets at random and began holding a private one-girl show.
She'd gotten so into it that she forgot all about the fact that there were classes today. By the time she'd checked the clock, she knew there was no way she'd make it to class on time. So she'd taken a few minutes more to finish up her little show; it was just getting to the climax.
Why did I do that? Stupid me, stupid me! For the last few moments, Ami was moving as fast she knew she could without tripping herself up throughout the school building in a frantic power-walk, trying to find her classroom. Then she ran into some unremarkable first-year who'd been lost and showed him the way to class, and now she was back on the first floor, taking a quick drink break. Hydration was important, after all. And maybe it was for the better that she stop at this vending machine by these stairs. What happened next was chaotic, but could have really saved her hide.
It was one of those moments of "Wow, that was all so fast." Where one just sort of has no choice but to stand by and watch. Two boys had just fallen from the stairs, hitting the floor, then a third boy - certainly taller - helped one up. The one who got helped up by the tall guy had one of those things where you type in the words and it comes out as a sentence. Even if she didn't need and didn't particularly want one, Ami always thought those seemed like fun. But it was a fair enough gathering of students. One of them had to know where she was supposed to go. Stepping up to the group and raising a hand, Ami asked with what she was seriously hoping was a smile, "Excuse me, do any of you know where Classroom 2-4 is?"
Two hours earlier...
BRZZZT! BRZZZT! BRZZ-click.
"Good morning to you too, painful alarm clock," Ami groaned. At first, it was the same as any morning where she first wakes up sluggish as can be. Then the realization set in. Today was the first day of class! Almost-leaping out of bed (she'd actually leapt the previous year and broke her nose, not noticing it until somebody pointed it out) and grabbing the school's green-and-white uniform, Ami made a beeline for the bathroom. She had to shower! She had to dress! She had to figure out where her new classroom was! There were so many things to do this morning! She'd managed to accomplish them all in record time, even. After the few minutes it had taken her to shower and get dressed, Ami took another look at her clock. I've got time, she'd decided, so she'd grabbed two puppets at random and began holding a private one-girl show.
She'd gotten so into it that she forgot all about the fact that there were classes today. By the time she'd checked the clock, she knew there was no way she'd make it to class on time. So she'd taken a few minutes more to finish up her little show; it was just getting to the climax.
Why did I do that? Stupid me, stupid me! For the last few moments, Ami was moving as fast she knew she could without tripping herself up throughout the school building in a frantic power-walk, trying to find her classroom. Then she ran into some unremarkable first-year who'd been lost and showed him the way to class, and now she was back on the first floor, taking a quick drink break. Hydration was important, after all. And maybe it was for the better that she stop at this vending machine by these stairs. What happened next was chaotic, but could have really saved her hide.
It was one of those moments of "Wow, that was all so fast." Where one just sort of has no choice but to stand by and watch. Two boys had just fallen from the stairs, hitting the floor, then a third boy - certainly taller - helped one up. The one who got helped up by the tall guy had one of those things where you type in the words and it comes out as a sentence. Even if she didn't need and didn't particularly want one, Ami always thought those seemed like fun. But it was a fair enough gathering of students. One of them had to know where she was supposed to go. Stepping up to the group and raising a hand, Ami asked with what she was seriously hoping was a smile, "Excuse me, do any of you know where Classroom 2-4 is?"
...ohboy. I'll get started on a post. Something tells me that much with the actual Katawa Shoujo, it's the beginning that's the toughest part ^_^;
(seriously, that intro is ridiculously long)
just gonna go answer a call and get right on it.
(seriously, that intro is ridiculously long)
just gonna go answer a call and get right on it.
Skyswimsky said Also everytime I see stupid beach-episodes I tend to drop animehs :L
I agree that beach episodes are overdone.
HOT SPRING EPISODES, on the other hand... :3
TimasheTiger said In some cases though, some girls tend to wear the boy's uniform.
Rin is best girl. So why the HELLLLL did I get the Emi ending first time through?
Not worried about it second time through though; deliberately trying for Shizune end this time. Watch me get Misha instead.
Krein said Also ran into a troll on DN a few days ago. Disrespectful douchebag, and we hadn't even gotten past the second turn! I just left him, but he still kept trying to troll through PM. It's those kind of people that seriously discourage me from going out to tournaments or even just dueling randomly on that place.
Join the YGOPro master race.
Why not try YGOPro? Most of the duelists there are either the silent type or pretty personable, and in the event that you come across an asshole there's a handy "Mute Opponent" button. It's also fully automated, so no need to worry about forgetting to pay LP, milling the right amount for Lightsworns, etc.
Xaltwind said I could give a lecture on how you're always supposed to write your posts in a program like WordPad or Microsfot Word or OpenOffice and save regularly, buuuuuuuuuyt... I don't do that either. 8DRemember that the longer you take to get your CS up, the further the story will progress, and the less chance you'll have of meeting all the other characters. Though, if that's not a concern to you, take all the time you need. ^^;
Also, for the funsies of it, I rolled a D100 to see the chance of survival each person in the story has. The results were:
Shizune Yoshida - 7% of Survival
Akane Kabetake - 20% of survival
Aito Shiba - 47% of survival
Shiori Mizuhana - 46% of survival
Reiko Nagatani - 38% of survival
Shinobu Resan - 82% of survival
Tsubasa Hazama - 2% of survival
Obviously, these are just joke-numbers randomly generated by rolling a die, but I thought it was fun to mess around and see what everyone's fate would be if things were left entirely to chance and RNG. :3
For some reason, a lot of these feel strangely accurate. Especially Shinobu's. Not to mention hella more optimistic than what Shizune gave us.
Krein said Sooooo..... anyone here?
Ahoy!
What's up, Krein? :3
"Nag...ata...Nagatani-san, you....wanted to know...our chances...right? Right...r-right now...it's z-zero...sorry..."
And the motivational speech of the year award went to...not the red-eyed girl. Reiko made a mental note that she really had to start remembering names. But before she could think to get the girl's name, she leapt up and bolted down the hall. The cliche-monster-kid followed her down the hall; one of two. Down one hall was red-eyes and that monster kid Reiko was liking less and less with each passing second. Down the other, further screams from children. They were getting too loud at this point, even by Reiko's standards. Right here in this unmarked classroom with her were other students. Choices, choices...
"It might actually be best if you all went to look for Yoshida and make sure she's alright. Coming with me means you'd have to stay quiet, and the more of use that go together, the harder that'd be."
"Guess I know where I'm going," Reiko spoke up to the girl who had said that, raising her voice to be heard over the screams as well. "I don't think I like you, just off first impressions and all, but try not to die down the hall. If you die, I'll find a way to bring you back just to beat you half to death." Then her attention turned to another student of note. Her fellow kendo club member, muffler-girl. Pointing at her with the shinai, Reiko said "You're with the kendo club, right? Follow me and keep close and calm. I can't risk something coming in here while my back's turned if it could kill somebody in my club. When we rescue...Yoshida, was it? When we rescue her, I'll also want your name. Got all that?"
And the motivational speech of the year award went to...not the red-eyed girl. Reiko made a mental note that she really had to start remembering names. But before she could think to get the girl's name, she leapt up and bolted down the hall. The cliche-monster-kid followed her down the hall; one of two. Down one hall was red-eyes and that monster kid Reiko was liking less and less with each passing second. Down the other, further screams from children. They were getting too loud at this point, even by Reiko's standards. Right here in this unmarked classroom with her were other students. Choices, choices...
"It might actually be best if you all went to look for Yoshida and make sure she's alright. Coming with me means you'd have to stay quiet, and the more of use that go together, the harder that'd be."
"Guess I know where I'm going," Reiko spoke up to the girl who had said that, raising her voice to be heard over the screams as well. "I don't think I like you, just off first impressions and all, but try not to die down the hall. If you die, I'll find a way to bring you back just to beat you half to death." Then her attention turned to another student of note. Her fellow kendo club member, muffler-girl. Pointing at her with the shinai, Reiko said "You're with the kendo club, right? Follow me and keep close and calm. I can't risk something coming in here while my back's turned if it could kill somebody in my club. When we rescue...Yoshida, was it? When we rescue her, I'll also want your name. Got all that?"
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