#another one called kenichi is dead

[yubel198]

Info on Garcello for the Revival AU

((For some reason Gar’s kinda been my focus the last few days, so I’m gonna do an info dump on Garcello for the Revival AU, these’ll also be involved in my stories down the line))

* currently, Garcello is 28 years old

* Garcello still has his bear Beetle-Bear from his childhood

* Beetle-Bear has a small thermos hidden inside him, containing some pretty important documents regarding Garcy’s adoption. (this’ll be important down the line)

*Garcello has some abilities given to him by King, one of which being the ability to possess others.

* Because of this, it’s impossible to possess Garcello under any circumstance.

* However, if a situation calls for it, he will let someone possess him to handle the situation, as long as it doesn’t leave any nasty side effects.

* So far, Gar has possessed both Axol and Annie (with their consent)

* The reason why is they trust him enough, having no secrets to hide amongst the three of them

* Garcello however has had to possess Mario and Bob as payback for certain reasons

* In Mario’s case, it was because he kept trying to break into his kitchen

* Bob, he stole Gar’s pot brownies ... again

* Garcello does know how to make pot brownies. He learned from Sheridan years ago. He used to sell them to the stoner kids in high school for a buck a piece.

* Lucks had no idea, as Gar left his earnings with Sheridan

* Regarding possessing anyone else in the crew, Gar did try possessing Luigi as a dare.

* it did not go well

* Luigi was crying while Garcello was apologizing profusely.

* Mario found it hilarious, until Annie threw him in the trash

* Regarding the pot brownies, Gar makes them if he needs the buzz, though more often than not Bob steals them right from his fridge.

* Once Gar, Axol, and Niles all got high off them during a camping trip. Melony and Annie thought it was hysterical.

* Was more hysterical when Whimpu got high.

* The gang had to hide the brownies from JubJub and Spudnick though.

Because of what happened before he died, regarding Lucks, Theo, Tari and Sheridan, Garcello promised himself he’d never lose another friend again, no matter what.

* (forgot to mention this) Gar has a somewhat sixth sense, where he can tell if one of his friends is acting strange or off, basically, he can tell when someone’s being possessed and find the one doing so. Because of this and his protective nature he gets angry real fast

* When Garcy’s pissed, he somehow sounds just like Lucks, which surprised Annie the first time she saw him real pissed

* Garcello does have Lucks’s gun, the same one that shot his father. It was left to him by Lucks but he rarely if ever uses it, for obvious reasons.

* Because of his ability to go ghost, he can also go invisible

* When dealing with an enemy who has his friends under their control, he’s like Beetlejuice from the musical in his ghost form. Annie finds it hilarious.

* Gar’s a fan of Iron Chef (original) and watched it as a kid with Lucks. He found the series again airing reruns back in March of this year and relives the nostalgia

* while dead, he and Axol met Iron Chef Italian Kobe (was shocked to learn he died) who was kind enough to teach the boys to cook.

* Garcello did not take this news well, he had no idea Kobe had died.

* Garcello didn’t take the news that Iron Chef Chinese, Chen Kenichi died all that well either (this was during the It’s Gotta Be Perfect Livestream back in March, as Chen died on my birthday...)

* Garcello’s fluent in Japanese, Italian, French, and Spanish, he also knows sign language.

* Despite Axol having a melon god for a fiancé, Garcello’s very protective of his bro, same for Masa and Annie.

* Both Garcello and Axol hope that Lucks would okay an adult adoption for Axol to legally join the family.

* Dan and Marcy already approve

* During the events of Western Spaghetti, Garcello knew what Wren was doing curtesy of a special pair of glasses that he still had from when he was alive.

* Instead of trying to break out however, Gar decided to join Wren and befriend him, despite knowing what Wren was doing to poor Meggy

* Oddly enough, it worked, and Wren began to trust Garcello more, not knowing about him and Tari working on a plan to escape.

* before his death, Wren promises Garcello he’d find his dad for him, having seen his past through the simulation.Gar gives a salute to his friend before running out after Meggy saying: “So long, partner”

* yes he quoted Toy Story

* During their time in the simulation, Garcello, Wren, and the others (minus Meggy because obvious) would do funny stuff together, mostly on nights where Wren would make everyone like him, or have everyone cut loose. One thing Gar told him of was Hoedowns from Whose Line

* To this day, nothing beats Mario singing about getting screwed over by his taxes

* Except SMG0 implying he did lots of yard work “Cause it’s a cheap way to get my hands on grass”

* Niles couldn’t breathe after that

* After the gang escaped and after Wren’s death, Garcello told King to keep an eye on him and make sure he’s safe.

* Despite being like Sheridan, Garcello did see good in Wren, with him just needing guidance...

* .... and a friend.

((That’s all I got guys!))

[jasonbehrs]

‘why didn’t i say it a million times’ impressions

writing this after finishing the whole series, so i refer to things out of order. spoilers under the cut.

these are not all of my thoughts, just the most overarching ones. if you’re watching and want to dump your play by play reactions on someone who will get it, definitely hit me up! i have plenty of both criticism and appreciation for the show :)

~~~

i started watching for sato takeru (sttkr) and sttkr only. i am so glad netflix doesn’t allow screenshots anymore or else my phone’s memory would be in huge trouble lol he portrayed naoki so CUTELY!

matsuyama kenichi (matsunichi) is another huge fave of mine, and i was wondering why he accepted a non-lead role for this drama. between the two of them (sttkr and matsunichi), he is definitely the better choice for the role considering the possession power. i love sttkr and think he’s talented, but i don’t think he’s better than matsunichi for pulling that off.

that being said, the show runners completely /wasted/ him. he wasn’t possessed nearly often enough to show off his acting acumen, and the detective stuff was very rote and not quite action heavy either. i appreciate what he brought, but i feel bad for him.

that being said (x2), i loved every scene where he and sttkr were partnered. matsunichi moves his face so much, and sttkr seems to forget he has a face to move. the visual dichotomy is so deeply pleasing to me. i need them to act together again, and in something better! (also, i cannot BELIEVE naoki did not hug uozumi in the last episode! where is the gratitude he spoke so much about? lol)

this is my first time watching inoue mao act, and i was not impressed. she is suuuper cute, but i don’t think she had a lot of screen presence. is it the character, or is it her?

speaking of her character, no one can convince me yui is the main character. she may be the female lead and inoue mao may be at the top of the call sheet, but this is a story /about/ naoki. we meet his family, we understand his regrets, we watch the lengths he’s willing to go to and not go to where it concerns the one he loves. yui’s idealism is still storytelling, but the realism in naoki doesn’t just reveal more about his personality, it drives 50% of the emotional plot. (it is worth saying that the other 50% comes from uozumi’s reactions to naoki’s decisions. doesn’t leave a whole lot for yui!!!)

i’ve seen some reviews so far that say the script wasn’t good enough for the superstar leads, and i hard agree. no one said it yet, but i hope no one blames the ensemble cast for it. i loooved all of the secondary characters. song hayoung is my ultimate favourite, the elder uozumi is my second. 🤍🤍🤍 (i love when there’s korean language in my jdramas lol)

i get that the murder mystery plot is necessary with a premise like ‘main character is a ghost but doesn’t know how he died’, but wow i was not invested at all. i could tell eisuke was involved from that very first shot of the grape jellies. i also think his motivation for murder seemed weak? most people break friendships over a misunderstanding like that, they don’t /kill/ the other party omg. the romantic aspect of the show and everyone’s interpersonal relationships were far more compelling. i WOULD watch 50 minutes of unwitting polyamorous negotiations between the dead naoki, the smitten uozumi, and the oblivious yui.

i can’t enjoy episode 10 for what it is. i understand it’s an epilogue/SP of sorts, but the fact that they saved The Reason The Show Is Named What It Is for the final conversation instead of the climax conversation in episode 9 really devalues the watching experience. i disliked 9 while watching, and i disliked it even more once i understood the function of episode 10. honestly, most of 10  could have been a montage, and i’d have derived the same level of satisfaction

the last 40 seconds though, excellent.  when you know he's gone and you're making peace with it at the same time yui is.............................. and then the whistle hits? i gasped. i wished there were no dialogue after that, but it was a good enough feeling that i rated it a 9/10 on mydramalist instead of the 8 i was gonna give it originally lol. ENDINGS MATTER!

speaking of which, i’ve noticed that jdramas lately are trending towards less bitter, more sweet endings. more definitive endings too. a lot of what drew me to jdramas was emotional heaviness, bittersweet quality, and open endings which kdramas and cdramas just weren’t providing me. i suspect that this is an appeal to global audiences, but i hope this is just temporary. i love payoff as much as the next person, but i also love thinking about the story long after it’s over. i’m getting less of that now, and i miss it

if you read to the end, thank you for your time! i hope you have a lovely day :)

[maguro13-2]

War of Shadow Realm ~ Origins of the Ink Demon Chapter 4 Pt.5

Hibana the Kunoichi : Hey, Tsubaki. What is this place?

Tsubaki Nakatsukasa : I don't know. It's probably where the colony fires the cannon at one place called Earth. I bet it's the same type of weapon that is probably gonna use it again like what Shadow did to the Black Comet.

Hibana the Kunoichi: Understood!

Neo Metal Sonic (on P.A) : So, nice of dropping by on the Space Colony ARK! But I don't get many visitors from Earth or from the cosmos such as Extraterrestrial beings and those from third-party universes. Welcome to the colony's powerful weapon that can pierce through the stars. Codename: The Eclipse Cannon. As fellow saviors of Earth, let's just get on with the basics. According to me, I am assure that humans like you would understand any of things in the field of missions and battles fairly accurately, but the comprehension on the battlefield between humans and witches working together to stop the forces of true evil after a good battle. You made your dreams come true on stopping Demon Vibe's diversion.

Hibana the Kunoichi : It's that Eggman Robot psycho. How pathetic that you managed to use Chaos Control to warp the whole town into space.

Tsubaki Nakatsukasa : I'd like to see him try.

Neo Metal Sonic : Introducing, the latest armada that has ever flown into the field of Space Battle, with the doctor's achievement of the Eggman empire.

*RUMBLING*

Hibana : What?! What's with the vibration?!

(The Egg Fleet from Sonic Heroes appears from the Time Eater's portal)

[Egg Carrier: A Song That Keeps Us on the Move - Fumie Kumatani & Kenichi Tokoi]

Neo Metal Sonic : Codename : Egg Fleet. One of Robotnik's greatest achievement of the 21st Century! An armada made by one of his robots controlled by their selves and including me! The ultimate weapon that will make me as the grand ruler of the world!

Tsubaki Nakatsukasa : It's more than enough forces to take this baby down. I don't know if there is another army to deal with it. What other choices do we have?

Neo Metal Sonic : See it, for yourselves. Now then, Spartoi Maka. Send all units from the Egg Fleet and stop the enemy intrusion, Demon Vibe is willingly increasing Shadow Realm's power.

Spartoi Maka : Yes, sir. I will make sure that the real Maka Albarn would be dead from the world by now. All I need is something that will make her clear things up. Get ready guys, we are needed to be prepared!

"Later on Execution Event..."

[Conquest - Kenichi Tokoi]

Neo Metal Sonic (broadcasted) : Citizens of the real world AU. Lend me your ears and heed to my voice. I am Metal Sonic, the world's Ultimate overlord and ruler of a supreme being! Today, on the day of this Execution Event, we'll execute one of the known organization's that spreaded the influence of the devil's legacy. The object that was hidden inside the state of Nevada. Created by Shinra Kusakabe that lasted the legacy in the Ohkuboverse for 1000 years. So now, on this day, Death Weapon Meister Academy and it's influence from Shinra Kusakabe, shall be expunged to cease from existence! You and this beloved town created by the devil himself! I will give you the demise and despair that this world had to offer.

Hibana the Kunoichi : Oh no!

Tsubaki Nakatsukasa : What's he doing now!?

Tails (via Communicator) : Everyone, listen to me! Metal Sonic's going to fire the Space Colony ARK's eclipse cannon on the school! Everyone that knows about the DWMA, it turns out that the school you attend to is really World Heroes Force Organization headquarters the entire time!

Hibana : "World Heroes Force Organization"?

Tsubaki Nakatsukasa : So then, that means...

Tails (via Communicator) : Everyone on that city and the school, they're going to die on there!

[Eclipse Cannon - Yutaka Minobe]

Neo Metal Sonic : And now...with all Seven Chaos Emeralds in my hands, I will begin the execution event that will eventually destroy the devil's influence once for all! Beginning Eclipse Cannon sequence. Coordinates set, lock-in target. Firing in 3...2...

Tsubaki Nakatsukasa : [yelling] YAMEROOOOOOOO!

Neo Metal Sonic : [YELLING] FIRE!!!

[DBZ SFX : ENERGY BLAST+LOUD EXPLOSION]

Ashley : No! The DWMA has been eradicated!

Kimial Diehl : [in horror] Maka...Maka....[yelling] MAKAAAAAAAA!!!

"Target has been destroyed...Death Weapon Meister Academy...has been eliminated."

Homura Akemi (Time Eater) : [chuckles] Farewell, Hero of Soul World. The real world will be very happy...without you. And now the Ohkuboverse will be exposed, and one universe will be remain that I'm holding now, the real world itself. All fates shall be carry on in their hands.

"Meanwhile on earth..."

Maka Albarn : Huh? Where...Where am I?

??? : So, you've finally woke up. You are currently at same the place you grew up on. You were born in the sanctuary on Jupiter. And I'm on born on Earth. Such as the world's cruel fate of putting the planet to it's fate. But don't worry, I know how to save this world from destruction. You are on Earth, this is my lair.

Maka Albarn : Where is sister!? What did you do to her?

Mysterious Phantom (?) : Your sister is safe, she is fine.

Maka Albarn : Who are you?

Mysterious Phantom (?) : You don't remember who I am? I'm the boy that first met you along time ago. The face of a person you met as a child. Perphaps you will show the face of the true phantom. The face of my human nature. (the person takes off his mask)

Maka Albarn : Phantom? Human nature... (gasped In shocked) What? No...I don't believe it. It is really you, Makoto Asagiri.

~ Fifty-Fourth Scene : The Childhood Friend ~

[halloithmeagain]

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[perfeggso]

Noir (yutae) 

Week I pt. 1

Tokyo – fall of 1983: Nakamoto Yuta is quickly rising in the ranks of one of Japan’s most notorious yakuza families, and he’s poised to climb even further if he can stop himself from being ruined by the pretty Korean boy who’s shown up out of nowhere. 

Chapter 1  |  Chapter 2  |  Chapter 3  |  Chapter 4  |  Chapter 5  |  Chapter 6  |  Chapter 7  |  Chapter 8  | Masterlist 

Glossary of Japanese words 

Characters: Yuta x Taeyong + NCT ensemble, Twice J-line (for funsies) 

Genres: Gang!AU, angst, smut, fluff, 1980s!AU

Warnings: graphic violence, swearing, minor character death, alcohol use, mentions of drugs, period-typical homophobia, xenophobia, BDSM 

Rating: 18+

Length: 1.7k (will progressively get way longer) 

Yuta was easily recognizable.  He was of about average stature, but that was the first and last thing about him that could be described as “average.”  Yuta reckoned that anyone living or working in the areas in and around Ueno Park and Akihabara could describe him to the police if they felt like it, but they all knew better, didn’t they?  He had a striking face, which others often remarked could have landed him in an idol group in another life.  He kept his hair in an undercut which swept over his head suggesting ever so faintly the shape of a mullet, but he would never call it that.  Mullets were for Mötley Crüe, not for men of taste.  Although he kept the bottom of the haircut in its original black, the long part was died white – an aesthetic choice that Yuta not only liked but which also made him feel nearly invincible in its destruction of his anonymity.    

Yuta was freshly 24, a prodigy of sorts in his own world of the Inagawa-kai family, where he had been promoted to Shategashira lieutenant last year and was now the commander of a small gaijin and zainichi unit operating in Shitamachi.  There was gossip that his position was due only to his relationship with Oyabun Hirai Goro’s daughter, but he knew better than that which was all that mattered.

It was late October and a crisp evening as Yuta weaved his way down Chūō Avenue.  He drew plenty of looks: of fearful recognition but also of admiration from certain young women.  Not one for subtlety, he wore a double-breasted dark blue snakeskin suit and a jumble of rings and piercings.  A scar transversing his right eyebrow and the tendrils of tattoos reaching out from his sleeves and collar confirmed his connection to the underworld for anyone who saw him, but that was alright if it gave Yuta some space to walk in the crowd.

He took a right into an arcade where Mark was sitting absently behind a yellow desk and flipping through the pages of the latest Young Magazine installment of Akira .  When he saw Yuta, he immediately straightened to attention.

“Good evening Shategashira!”

“At ease,” Yuta said casually, “how’s business today?”

Mark went back to slouching over his comic and shrugged as Yuta surveyed the room.

“Average,” hazarded Mark, “I’ve been hearing the machines in back pretty consistently my whole shift and Jungwoo’s still somewhere fixing shit and trying to get people to buy computers.”  

Yuta rapped his knuckles against the desk.  “Having any luck?”

Mark shrugged again.  “Why don’t you ask him?”

Yuta withdrew from the desk with a performative huff and straightened his jacket.  Sometimes he wondered if he should be less familiar with his subordinates, but he couldn’t imagine acting strict like some other lieutenants; he liked most of his men too much to be anything but personable.  So as usual, Mark’s cautious sass went unacknowledged.

Yuta made his way to the back of the low-ceilinged white room. The walls were lined with cubbies full of manga, tech and porn magazines, and cassettes; string lights; mirrors; Nintendo arcade games; and in the center of the space, you could peruse tables of PC’s in various states of disuse alongside Mazinger Z figurines.  Jungwoo had stationed himself in the middle of the clutter, fiddling with the hard drive of an ’82 Apple.  

“Jungwoo!”

“Shategashira!”

“At ease.”    

“This just came today!” remarked Jungwoo, referring to the computer.  “The computing power on this thing is off the charts!  A shame I have to fuck with it.”

“A necessary sacrifice,” said Yuta, not giving a damn about the technical side of this business since he couldn’t begin to understand it.  “How many have you sold?”

“Seven today,” said Jungwoo, sinking into a chair with his whole weight and pushing at his cuticles with the end of a screwdriver, “so that’s 225,000 yen, give or take.  I can get the books if you want.”

Yuta smiled, catlike.  “No, that’s alright.  Good work.  Although I’m confident you can do better still.”

Jungwoo stood again sharply.  “I assure you I can, Shategashira !”

“Good.”

In reality this was not a bad amount of revenue for the day so far.  The Inagawa-kai paid the property and business taxes on the building to shore up favor with the local government but didn’t technically own it.  The real owners covered all other expenses and utilities, meaning the Inagawa people ultimately could keep more of their profits than the average business owners, and this setup wouldn’t change because the landlords knew the local precinct had Inagawa’s back and that Yuta – or if not him, someone else – would not hesitate to pull a katana on them if they suddenly took issue with the arrangement.

No, thought Yuta, this is good.  Jungwoo was selling near his quota, and with the viruses he had installed, many of the unsuspecting customers would eventually be bringing their devices back for costly repairs.

Yuta looked at the unassuming door behind Jungwoo.

“Johnny in there?” he asked.

Jungwoo nodded curtly in response and Yuta passed him to open the door, stepping into the windowless back room.  Smoke hit Yuta instantly, warming his lungs along with the stinging scent of hard liquor.  The room may have been devoid of natural light, but it did have plenty of colorful artificial illumination: a wall of well-populated pachinko machines making brassy noises so loud Yuta could have sworn they were coming from inside his skull.  Each machine was a hypnotizing box of glowing neon, flashing lightbulbs, and shiny silver balls clacking in a perverse rhythm with the players’ chorus of disappointed groans and victorious whoops.  The men at the pachinko machines were all around middle age, smoking their heads off and depressing the shit out of Yuta.

Yuta swept his gaze over the rest of the room; the weathered purple booths on the other wall, the checkerboard tile on the floor, the mildewy walls; until he landed on Johnny.  He was in the bar in the back, under a dusty glass chandelier, smoking with a young woman seemingly attached to the front of his mahogany suit.

Johnny didn’t notice Yuta until he was a few paces away, and Yuta sensed a flicker of disappointment on Johnny’s face when he did look up, although Yuta couldn’t reproach him for that and he did well to hide it.

“Ah, Shategashira ,” Johnny greeted languidly, and Yuta acknowledged him back with a nod of his head.  Johnny was a few months older than Yuta, so he could afford to be more casual with his superior.  The only reason Johnny didn’t have Yuta’s position was that he indulged too much in life’s vices and wanted to keep it that way.

“Can we speak somewhere a bit quieter?” Yuta asked, and Johnny nodded, whispering something to his companion before leading Yuta out the back doorway into an alley.  Yuta breathed the crisp autumn air in once outside, a relief from the stuffiness of the pachinko bar.  Yuta reached into his pocket and pulled out a box of cigarettes and a lighter, smoking to match Johnny and giving Johnny time to get situated next to him against the wall.  Yuta had to look up to speak since Johnny was a good bit taller than him and when he did, Johnny’s face was sharper than usual in the shadows of twilight.  Yuta took a long drag of his cigarette.  

“So,” said Johnny, “you know when yet?”

“A month and a half from today,” said Yuta, “gives us enough time to finish preparing, I think.”

Johnny nodded, grinding the burnt-out end of his cigarette into the brick behind him.  “Good.  Can you relay the details?  What do I need to do?”        

“You and I and the other Sokaiya members will be going into the Mitsubishi executive offices with the goal of getting 130,000,000 yen and the right to ship arms and drugs to our Triad allies in Hong Kong disguised alongside the company’s car and electronics exports.”

“Goro’s getting ambitious, huh?” Johnny figured aloud.

“Yes,” Yuta answered, “in return we’re offering our own men as indefinite security details for commerce in the South China Sea and for members of the executive board, personally.”

“Mercenaries and bodyguards, I see.”

“You could call it that.”  Yuta took another drag of his cigarette and let the smoke escape his mouth in a meandering cloud.  Once it dissipated, he said, “but as to your role, you’re in charge of gathering information on Sato Kenichi.  He runs Mitsubishi’s finances and although we’ve found ample evidence to use against the CEO and I’m still working on some leads for the VP – Miyazaki is his name – we need dirt on as many of the higher ups as possible.  They can’t refuse us or we’re dead.”

Johnny nodded, lighting himself another cigarette.  “Sato Kenichi.  Understood.  Any leads on the guy?”

“Yes, I have them here.”  Yuta pulled a small sealed folder out of the interior of his jacket and handed it to Johnny, who slipped it into one of his inner pockets without opening it.

“Thank you, Shategashira .”  

“Just do a good job,” said Yuta, adding, “please.”  Then he dropped his cigarette to the asphalt and ground it out with the heel of his boot.  “We have almost enough stock to make the shareholder’s meeting so that shouldn’t be a problem.  Also, the Triads are sending a group of emissaries to advise us on their priorities and join us at the meeting.  They should be here in a few weeks or so.  That is all.  Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to go meet the princess for our joint birthday dinner. We decided to combine this year.”

Yuta and Johnny pushed themselves off the wall and exchanged conspiratorial smiles.

“Tell her I said omedetou ,” said Johnny, backing away to return to his post at the dingy Pachinko bar, pulling the packet on Sato Kenichi out of his pocket and passing it between his hands.  “I can’t wait to see what this Sato-san gets up to in his spare time.  These executive types are all extortionists and perverts.  And they call us the criminals.”

Yuta chuckled to himself.  It was ironic, wasn’t it?  He saluted Johnny and turned on his heel with a “work hard, please,” and that was that.  The sun was setting, hot pink.  He’d be late to meet Momo if he didn’t hurry, but this was important business after all.  A month and a half.  What could possibly go wrong in such a short time?  

[natsspammityspamspamham]

Dino Watches Anime (Oct 26)

Recently Completed!

Tokyo Godfathers

Score: 10/10

There’s a reason why I gave this such a rare high rating. When I was watching it, I was internally like, “*excitement noises* I have not been this excited over an anime in such a long time, let alone for an anime movie. EVERYONE SHUT UP SO I CAN WATCH THIS EVEN IF I DON’T UNDERSTAND WHAT THEY’RE SAYING.”

It’s not often that you come across really good movies, let alone masterpieces like this movie. The art is so good, the story made me feel like it was Christmas in October, and the characters really made me connect. 

I know the subtitles used a whole lot of gay slurs and things like that, but Hana (the trans character in this tale) is treated well if we get past that huge hurdle. She truly owns up to herself. She doesn’t care what she’s called. She gets mad at people who misgender her. She gets mad if she’s forced to go to a men’s facility. She wants people to call her “an old hag” rather than “an old coot”. She just wants to be a mother even if she isn’t “biologically a woman” who can bear children. So when she comes across this kid, she thinks, “I will finally be a mother!” These are issues that real people face. These are issues that cisgendered people take for granted.

Madhouse really knocked it out of the park. Satoshi Kon is one of the biggest creators and directors in anime history. He’s known for horror and psychological works like Perfect Blue, Paprika, and Millennium Actress. I never expected him to be this good at making a movie that could move my soul like this. The characters were so far from perfect, yet I wanted the best for each of them. The way it handled everything was masterful. The dialogue worked so well and was witty, the voice actors (despite the main three not being in anything else for the most part) were so good at giving life to their characters, and the art blew me away in 2019 even though this was released in 2003. The only thing I didn’t quite like as much was the score during some parts of the movie, but it was subjectively good and just wasn’t to my taste (the Noragami soundtrack wasn’t a fav of mine either). 

Just... watch the movie. If you can watch it around Christmas. It’s good for you.

Saiunkoku Monogatari

Score: 7.4/10 

Yes, I binge-watched all 39 episodes in two days, what’s it to ya?! In reality, I just boosted the speed of the video.

Me throughout this show: Why do you all have triangle heads? What’s with that?

Okay, it’s the art style, and a lot of shoujo anime go with the concept that it looks good. Once you get over the art hurdle making me believe this was created in the early 2000s despite it being 3 years younger than Tokyo Godfathers, this turns out to be a really nice show. I just can’t believe they’re BOTH from Madhouse. 

Remember Snow White with the Red Hair? Remember Akatsuki no Yona? If you liked those shows, you’re going to like this one... except it relies more on the political plot. It’s mostly about a woman wanting to pursue her dreams of being a politician in a male-dominated world. She’s entasked with helping this mess of a king to get his act together, and as much as I can try to prove that it’s surprisingly progressive (given the art and genre), I think that’d be spoiling it a little. The only character that actually bothered me was the prince who was voiced by Tomokazu Seki who honestly was a bit annoying and sounded so fake for me. However, this anime made me appreciate Hikaru Midorikawa’s voice as well as Houko Kuwashima who I’ve only heard voicing dead moms and only a few good characters here and there. Seriously, both of their voices are great. Toshiyuki Morikawa sounds good too, but we already knew that. I don’t like the OP or ED (or a whole lot of the music), but that’s the case for a lot of these 2005-era anime. Just like a lot of the anime on MAL, I do think this is an underrated show, but it does have its pitfalls if you’re just craving for a quick shoujo without any politics.

Full Metal Panic: Second Raid

Score: 7/10

I binge-watched this entire season while my parents were out for dinner and something else. It only took me a couple of hours because I boosted the speed.

I wanted to get a gif specifically from this season, so this one will have to do. So much wasted potential will this character (who’s one of two twins). I know they were trying to play the whole “twincest” thing, but I’m personally not a fan. They provided some cool fight scenes even at a certain cringe cost. The fact that Kyoto Animation animated this bumped the art from a 3 to an 8. It’s crazy how much the quality jumped after a new studio took over. Unfortunately, they didn’t take care of the next season. I know the main ship in the series is pretty clear, but this season made it closer to canon (too bad it took around 13 years to make the next season).

Kara no Kyoukai (movies: 5, 6, 7)

Score:  Part Five: 7.5/10 Part Six: 5.8/10 Part Seven: 8.2/10

Not gonna lie, I watched the first four movies over a year ago and retained nothing. I had to read the Wikia to assist me and to begin with, I watched this to get into the “Type-Moon” universe (which consists of this and the Fate nonsense stuff), Yuki Kajiura’s score, and Maaya Sakamoto and Kenichi Suzumura voicing a couple. The score would probably change if I’d watched them regularly, but I digress because I watched movies 5-7 in one afternoon. Ufotable was pretty good at animating this and the voice acting worked really well. Yuki Kajiura’s music didn’t hit well at first when I was first watching the first few movies over a year ago because it wasn’t what I envisioned the score being, but once you get into the mood and mindset, it adds so much to the story. Although, I still really didn’t like part six. I thought it was a complete flop because I just want to get rid of anyone who believes i*cest is an okay thing. This isn’t Alabama. Go home. Not else to say here because this took so much commitment that I doubt anyone would watch it.

Paranoia Agent

Score: 8.6/10

With spoopy month coming to a close (already?!) I watched this anime earlier this month, but I forgot to write about it. That’s partly because there’s so much to unpack here. This was a thriller, psychological, horror anime by Satoshi Kon. That’s right, the first anime above was also done with him in the director’s seat. This anime was smart. There’s a reason why Robin Williams likes it! It was scary in the best of ways. It revealed a part of society that we see all the time but don’t talk about (especially in Japanese society where emotions are better kept concealed). Just the opening alone made me feel uneasy. The OP and ED were simplistic yet worked. I binge-watched the whole series because it was that gripping. 

It was a little confusing at times, but that’s also because that’s just a common thing with horror anime. That suspense keeps us going. It keeps us on the edge of our seats. Who’s going to be the next victim of Shounen Bat? Episode 8 came out of nowhere for me, and I liked it. There were several scenes that sent shivers down my spine in the best way possible. It isn’t always “scary”, but it gives suspense.

Aoi Bungaku

This one is going to be reviewed a little differently. Since it has specific arcs, I’m going to review them as such!

Ningen Shikkaku: 8.2/10

We start off with a bang. Osamu Dazai was a man of suffering. This story really shows that. In this story, we see a man who’s desperate to know what makes him human. We see this through the eyes of a fictional character, but I personally view this as a semi-autobiography.

The art was chilling. The voice acting from Masato Sakai was surprisingly good. A lot of the time, voice acting from live-action actors just aren’t that great. Every time you think this character will get back on his feet, he falls deeper and deeper. It truly did make me wonder what made me human.

Sakura no Mori no Mankai no Shita: 3.9/10

That moment when the only thing that saves this arc is Nana Mizuki’s singing. Seriously, her jazz songs were awesome. Can’t say that about the rest. I mean, the art is good, but it’s Madhouse so most of their stuff is already good. The story wasn’t that original. Mind you, this was probably during a period where foreign influence was strong, and I haven’t read the original story, but... this is basically Salome (the opera) with some differences. Both have a crazy woman with a fixation over lifeless decapitated heads. Both have men that are captivated with her beauty so they give her what she wants because of that reason alone, they both murder religious people (monk/shrine maiden and a prophet), and both eventually realize that women can be crazy when they demand a lifeless head because you know, that’s just a red flag. Above all, it suffers from tonal shifts. You can’t have a woman turning moe then demand you bring her another head to play with. You can’t have Masato Sakai playing another main character that doesn’t fit him! Seriously, he doesn’t have the voice of a brute and just couldn’t do it. Overall, this arc was a mess, and I’m glad it was one of the shorter ones.

Kokoro: 7.6/10

This looked like a masterpiece compared to the last arc. I haven’t read Kokoro, but this made me go, “Huh, I don’t remember this happening.” That’s because they chose a certain part of the book (near the end apparently) and just went off that and created its own anime-original episode. Despite that, it was pretty good! There were some screaming discrepancies which did hurt its impression (because it made it feel out of place to the point where even I, as an uneducated anime viewer, could clearly see).

(I think this is from Kokoro but I might be wrong)

Hashire, Melos!: 8.9/10

Would you look at that? It’s the best arc of the series. Hashire, Melos was great. It had me going from beginning to end, and it’s the only arc that doesn’t have Masato Sakai playing the lead character. The art, the pacing, the storytelling, the story, the sound, the voice acting, and the art direction complemented each other so well. It made me far more interested in the original. 

The Spider’s Thread: 6.6/10

If you look really close, you’ll notice that the creator of Bleach took over character design for this! It was okay. I found that it was a little cliche and lacklustre. Mamo is around so much that you probably have to do more than that to keep my attention, and this had the art going for it too. It just wasn’t that interesting. A heartless murderer is sent to hell after being executed. Moral of the story: Don’t be an asshole. Alright. Nice. I do understand that Ryuunosuke Akutagawa was one of the main establishers of the whole “Japanese Short Story” thing, but after seeing it so many times, I just didn’t get that same chill.

Hell Screen: 6.9/10 

Another Akutagawa short story! This one had far more of an impact because this one hit closer to Akutagawa’s heart. Knowing the history of this piece of writing, you can see his desperation to stay relevant and true to his craft. It’s about a painter who wants to paint the town but finds out the city isn’t the bright light he sees in his mind. Everything goes ablaze. The art for this is stunning. I probably would’ve enjoyed this story more if it was placed in the middle of the series run rather than being the last story. 

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Africa no Salaryman

The animation for this is terrible. There is no way around it. However, at least it’s funny. Still, close to being on the chopping block. It has the papa lion who’s played by Akio Ohtsuka, the straight-man middle lizard played by Kenjirou Tsuda, and the scumbag toucan played by Hiro Shimono. Yes, they all play Hero Academia villains. The jokes are pretty good for me.

Given

Oh, would you look at that? It’s a music anime. *inhales* Music anime is a double-edged sword for me. I like having music interpreted and portrayed through one of my favourite mediums, but I don’t like them playing off music as some sort of easy gimmick and a joke. It’s like a shonen montage. “Let’s just have this guy train for two minutes and become a demigod”. But when you put an instrument into someone’s hand and demand the same, it sends me to another plane of angriness.  So far, the romance is kind of cute... but Mafuyu kind of annoys me since his role in the BL dynamic is so clear just by his voice. Same with Uchida. You can only play so many thugs a season. Kyou? Good. Chika? Good. This guy? Good, but don’t do them all back-to-back! I don’t like the BL dynamic being so basic. However, my mind can be changed if done right.

Shinsekai Yori

Very interesting premise, their eyes are cute, and I’m a sucker for these so I’m gonna stick with it.

[aithne]

(Illume) Tomika's letters, 8/30/1583 - 8/31/1583: The City of the Sun

8/30/1583 City of the Sun...somewhere in the ocean east of Tokyo

Dearest Yukiko,

Well. It's been a day.

We began by sending Suzume off to land. I overheard Reiko asking a Sparrow hengenyokai bout why they were calling Tadaki Lord; it turns out that the possessor of the Staff of Seasons is the leader of the hengenyokai. Strange. Very, very strange, these people.

My husband was scrying as he usually does; this morning's choices were General Kenichi, who was barricaded in what appeared to be the imperial palace, a riot of some sort raging outside, and Hideyoshi, who was sitting at a large table with an odd symbol carved in it, the character for coven. Covenant. We were looking at the members of the Covenant, it seemed.

They were speaking of having found the City of the Sun, which was located high in the mountains near Kofu. A quick look at a map revealed that Kofu is somewhat near Mt. Fuji, about thirty-five miles inland. We could sail down the coast a little bit and then fly, with us in the mirror, to Kofu, there to look for this place.

After all, if the Covenant was interested in this city, it was worth at least a look.

On the way south, the librarian said that he had talked to Suzume and that the rods, for the most part, simply add to one's strength when implanted in the arms and legs. Reiko tilted her head and asked, "I suppose you'd like them put in, wouldn't you?"

"Ah, yes. Will you?"

She shrugged. "If you want. Did she say if there were any bad things that happen to one when they're implanted?"

The librarian coughed. "Ah, she said the only side effect was that one's sex drive is...increased."

The kitsune raised an eyebrow. "Really. Interesting. Well, if you want, have a seat. Actually, on second thought, could you get someone to tie you down? This is going to hurt, and I'd rather you not accidentally kill me."

Disturbing little thing, she is. Though I wonder sometimes what it would be like to be that fearless.

Four hours later, we dropped anchor, and we all piled into the mirror and Panda rode Gryphon, and we set off for Kofu.

We set down a little ways off from some ruins. There appeared to have been about twenty people come through here recently, and to the side of their trail the trail of what appeared to be five very large snakes. Gryphon tracked the snakes back to where the trail appeared, and triggered a stone that parted a thicket and led down a tunnel into the earth.

The place was dark and smelled terrible, like a slaughterhouse. We decided to retreat when Gryphon noted that something down here was hissing something about, "Humanssssssss..."

Funitsu remained behind, and scouted some more. He came back up and said that what was down there was a kind of monster known as hannya. They are terrible things--half snake, half human, very ugly, and all spellcasters. Just what we needed, let me tell you.

We tracked the humans and the hannya forward. We came across the site of a battle, where two humans had gone over a cliff and a hannya was beheaded. We kept walking, and came to the site of another battle...strangely enough, identical to the scene of the first one. Panda walked ahead of us with her illusion-combating orb, and discovered that there was a shimmering gate ahead of us. Walking through it sent people back to about a twenty-minute walk back. We found that on the other side of the gate was a gate to the city of the sun--we could see the city about an hour and a half's walk away.

We were getting ready to go when Reiko said, "Hunh. That's interesting." There was a control stone set in the tumbled stones, that, when turned, changed the destination of the door. One, as noted before, went to the city of the sun. One opened on empty air. One opened in the Hannya lair. And one, oddly enough, opened in a place that strongly resembled the Imperial palace.

We set it to empty air; after discussing it, we decided to walk to the city of the sun.

The city was blasted and ruined; only three structures had survived, including the gate that the door in the air had linked to. There was an odd golden onion-shaped dome, that Tadaki said was called a "minaret", and there was a low stone building that looked out of place among the other buildings, as if it had been built by different hands. The tracks of the humans we were following split up here, the majority of them going to the minaret, other going to the stone building, and a few just wandering around the city.

Panda said, when I mentioned that it must have been a huge fireball that had taken the city, "What do you mean? Nothing's burned. It looks like there are people who live here, even."

Startled, we all concentrated. If we looked hard enough, we could see the real city under the illusion, buildings whole. The moment our concentration lapsed, however, the illusion snapped back into place.

What we could see with watering eyes was that there was a tower ahead of us. We could see that it hand symbols signifying day, twilight, and night on the sides. We all looked at each other, shrugged, and headed towards it.

We came across a poor samurai who had evidently been frightened to death, and as we were discussing this, Tadaki took the opportunity to fly into a window of a nearby building. He came out in human form with a man with him, who he introduced as a Rat hengenyokai. The Rat told us that there were many hengenyokai living in the city, under the noses of the hannya; they were hiding, because they didn't want the samurai to discover them.

The dead samurai was killed by a hannya poison that causes fear. He said that the tower we were heading towards was sealed somehow, and none knew what was inside. The other two buildings were both traps, risks without rewards.

We thanked the Rat and continued.

Getting into the tower was easy enough; there were three indentations, one for each of our orbs, and a long thin slot for Tadaki's staff, the Staff of Seasons. Before we did this, however, we discussed going to kill the hannya, as we didn't want them to sneak up behind us if we were involved with the tower.

Tadaki, at this point, remembered a very peculiar piece of demon lore; hannya are deathly afraid of violets. If one is holding a violet they will not attack, and they will not enter a building that has violets in bloom by the door. It is a strange weakness, but one we exploited, picking violets and the going back to the tower.

when we activated the tower, it said in a low, grating voice, "Lord Tadaki, do you wish me to drain to orbs?" After recovering from his startlement, Tadaki said, "Ah, no."

"Do you wish me to lower the tower, then, or do you wish to climb the stairs into the magical assistance room?"

Tadaki coughed. "Ah. Stairs, please?" A door opened and we retrieved the orbs and Tadaki's staff and climbed.

The room at the to of the stairs came alive as Tadaki walked into it. Within, there were a number of softly glowing crystals, a flat vertical surface that might have been a mirror of some sort, and a chair rising out of the floor. Tadaki asked what the chair was for, and the tower replied, "To control where the city goes. There are seventeen samurai wandering the city. What do you wish done with them? I can exterminate them. One has a fragment of the twilight spirit in it."

Tadaki agreed. The body of a general appeared before us, who after some puzzling we identified as General Yori. The tower then said, "There is a human woman here who has been here some time. She did not come with the samurai. Shall she be exterminated, too?"

"Bring her here."

Oddly enough, the woman who then appeared was familiar, though it took me a moment to place her. It was Minaku, the librarian's foster mother, who we had seen in the scrying orb.

But instead of greeting the librarian, she turned to my husband, crying, "My gods, brother! I thought I would never see you again!" She flung herself on him, wrapping her arms around his neck, nearly weeping. It was Tsutsako, Funitsu's younger half-sister--but in the body of Minaku.

To make an exceedingly long story short, Minaku, her life growing shorter by the hour, had convinced Arenro to switch her soul with Tsutsako. Winter had saved the girl in the old woman's body, and transported her here, to the City of the Sun, where he had hidden her away.

We discovered that the tower was originally for splitting the three spirits into the seventy-five vessels, and had been modifed by Winter and Akechi some years ago to take those spirits and disperse them into the land. The city was mobile, and could go where Tadaki directed it. We transferred the city to the nearly-deserted island that the hengenyokai have been using as a base camp, and then flew back to the Benevolent, in need of information that only the old truth-telling monk that has been traveling with us all the time would have.

Panda shaped her question most carefully. She asked, "Who are the people currently in Japan who can return Soshi Tsutsako and Minaku to their own bodies?"

The answer was a short list:

Arenro Edi-lo Lao-tzu Midori

Arenro was obviously out. Lao-tzu was a Chinese tattoo magic inscriber, hiding in Aomori from the council. Midori was a member of the Covenant, the compromised member of it, as a matter of fact.

And when Funitsu scried on Edi-lo, we were startled to see a tiny woman, hanging in chains, who looked so much like Reiko that they might be twins. The kitsune's voice was small and colorless. "That's my mother. They're holding her in Tokyo, I know."

I had never really thought about Reiko having a mother, but since we have met her father, it stands to reason that she has a mother, as well. Funitsu asked her when she had last seen her, and the kitsune shrugged. "I do not remember her. I don't think she raised me."

We decided that since Edi-lo and Minaku were close together, we could kill two birds with one raid on the Imperial Palace. So tonight, we plan, and tomorrow we storm the castle, so to speak.

I do believe I am looking forward to this.

With much affection, Tomika

8/31/1583 the Benevolent, anchored somewhere outside of Tokyo

We decided to take the sneaky way into the Imperial Palace, with Panda invisible and flying and with the rest of us in the mirror. Shiro was to stir up a distraction outside the palace walls, and Tadaki was positively gleeful about something the had planned. We went into the mirror and knew nothing for a time; when we were called out, Panda said, "We have a situation on our hands."

She had gotten into the cells below the palace easily enough, but before us was a green mist hanging in the hallway, covering it. A guard had gone through with no harm done., but Panda didn't want to chance going through herself. Whatever it was, it was a creature, somehow alive. (In retrospect, it was probably a gaki, a creature that lives by absorbing th magic of others.)

Gryphon went to talk to it, and then came back with it following him like a puppy on his heels. He des make the most unlikely friends, does the gryphon. He said, "It wants to fly free, let me lead it through the mirror to Skyhome!" and he did so. Obstacle one, done.

Down we went, encountering a guard who Haku captured with no trouble. We took his keys and continued, finding ourselves sin a long row of cells. We went through, freeing prisoners as we went, and at the end of the row was a cell with eight beautiful women in it, each chained to the wall.

One of the women looked very much like Reiko. Panda stepped into the cell and said, "Edi-lo? We're with your daughter. We've come to rescue you all."

The woman's head snapped up, her eyes wide. "My daughter? Reiko is still alive?"

Reiko waved, and said, "Ah, yes, I am."

Before we released them, Funitsu held a small marble to each of them, explaining that he had been given a bag of what amounted to kitsune half-souls--the good parts of the fox spirits that the Scorpion clan had removed hundreds of years ago in their quest for the perfect assassin. Making them whole accomplished, we unchained them and told them to follow us.

They did what seems to come naturally for kitsune, each trying to attach themselves to a member of the retinue. Reiko warned them about the Thrykreen, Panda got between Nibori and the kitsune who looked like she wanted to latch onto him, and Reiko's mother attached herself to the librarian, who looked not at all unhappy about this fact.

Haku did the strangest thing--he fed the eight a little bit of his life force. I had no idea he could do that! At the very least, the foxes looked a little less hungry after he was done. Jeron looked like he was about to say something, but he and Reiko glanced at each other and he thought better of whatever he was about to say.

We made our way through the nearly-deserted palace. There was a huge roar and screams from outside, and Tadaki grinned. "There is a creature called a Terrasque, that is basically an armored appetite. There is currently one wandering around Tokyo, eating everything in its path."

We expressed dismay at this, and he shrugged. "It's a transformed rat. It'll revert in twelve hours. But I've always wanted my own Terrasque, ever since I first heard of them, and, well, since I had the opportunity..."

I was impressed, and suspicious. The Sparrow shares my specialty, and I know I am not capable of the spell he described. Perhaps it's something to do with his staff, or his orb.

As we went along, the kitsune took care of any guards we encountered. We would pause and let them go first, and they used their magic to enthrall the guards, feeding themselves and distracting the guards. We were heading towards a room where we suspected we would find Minaku.

And find her we did. All of the kitsune other than Reiko (of course) and Edi-lo decided to leave us at this point, and made their way through the palace away from us. Reiko gave her mother an Invisibility to Enemies, a very useful spell that the kitsune uses all the time, and the rest of us pre-cast what we thought we would need.

There was a door, one that only those of Scorpion blood could walk through. The librarian and Funitsu did so, and then I saw the magic on the door power down, and the rest of us poured in.

Within were Minaku and two generals--Kenshin, who we had met before, and Katashi, who we had not. The battle was very confused for a few minutes, with Minaku giving a good account of herself and Kenshin hitting two of our party with a sword that caused paralysis. (Gryphon and the librarian were the victims of this one; while Reiko could fix Gryphon, she didn't have another of those spells to get the librarian back on his feet.) Haku was deflecting Minaku's throwing stars, taking the occasional one in the chest.

The back wall of the room was a paper screen, which Funitsu sliced through to try and see what surprises were hiding behind it.

A surprise, all right.

Arenro stood behind that screen.

Things had suddenly become a bit more dire.

Arenro tried to cast a few spells, but Tadaki managed to interrupt him every time. (As we learned later, it was good that he did this; it seems that Tadaki has acquired the ability to do a limited bit of mind-reading, and those were very nasty spells indeed he was trying to cast.) What seemed like forever but was only a few seconds later, Haku managed to get Minaku in a lock and he and Panda hustled away through a door in reality that Funitsu had just opened with his wakizashi.

Reiko was trying to pull the librarian towards the door, but he was quite obviously too heavy for her; Jeron stepped in and told her that he'd bring him. The kitsune left, her mother in tow, and then I took the opportunity to depart, myself. Through the door we went, and into, oddly enough, the mirror--Panda was holding the mirror just on the other side of the doorway.

We were followed by both of the generals, and the fracas resumed. Funitsu and, finally, Tadaki came through, the mirror closed and Panda was away. We took care of the generals easily enough, taking them down and true sourcing them.

Afterwards, my husband said, "The oddest thing happened right before I left. Hideyoshi stepped out from a reality door, just behind Arenro. I wonder how he knew where the fight was happening?"

"Actually, it's stranger than that." Tadaki was going through the pockets of the unconscious Minaku, looking for weapons or anything shiny, as he does. "Arenro was right on my heels as I left, and he would have made it through the door before it closed, and he would have been in the mirror with us. But Hideyoshi, right behind him, grabbed his collar and pulled him back."

My personal opinion is that Hideyoshi may well be dead at this point. I somewhat hope not; he would be an invaluable ally, especially if he truly is rethinking his allegiance. However, not very many people seem to have survived Arenro's anger.

We'll see, won't we?

We returned to the Benevolent and Shrike, and Edi-lo agreed to break the permanancy on the mind-swap spell. It took her a few hours, but she accomplished it, landing each spirit in the correct body. The librarian is still thinking about what to do with Minaku, and we're probably going to send Tsutsako along with this letter to you in Skyhome, after she and my husband finish catching up.

Reiko and her mother, I last saw sitting near each other, the shaman at least seemingly at a loss for words. The more I see those two side by side, the less they resemble each other to me. Together, they are indeed quite alike physically. But it is impossible to mistake one for the other. I can't really explain why, only to say that Reiko's eyes are very different. Though Reiko looks much like her mother I think her soul takes far more after her father, though I don't think the kitsune would count it a kindness were I to tell her that.

Yet Edi-lo has sorrow of her own, grief weighing her movements, making them graceful and slow. They linger near each other, not speaking, and Jeron watches them both.

As for my part, I am more than glad that Funitsu's sister has returned to him. Oddly enough, I find myself happy for his sake, not my own. I think I will leave things lie as they are for the moment; if his affections turn towards me, so be it. If they do not...well, I at least have gotten to see the world, and have had many more adventures than I would have otherwise, had I stayed as I was with my mind controlled by the dark spirit, creating shadows out of living souls. I have perhaps made some difference in this struggle, and I find that if I am perhaps not happy, I at least am content with my lot.

Time begins to move faster, my Lady. Be well, be strong, and we will stand fast against what approaches.

With greatest affection, Tomika

Quotes:

"I feel like Bjork, with all of the Olympic athletes under my dress." --Laura

"Basically, we're all geeks and someone shouted toy." --Ray, about why we went to the city of the sun.

"What's the difference between a minaret and a majorette?" --Bryan

"Chaos is good!" "Well, yeah, I know that!" --Reiko and Funitsu

"You're going to dress me up, Haku? I'm a married woman." --Panda

"I cast Summon Godzilla!" --Bryan

"You grabbed her snatch? I thought you grabbed her arms!" "How do you think I got the advantage?" --Haku and Panda

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❉ 139 Dreams (Kenichi S. & Seiichi Y.) Grow

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Genre: Friendship, Comedy, Crossover ☁

Word Count: 485 ☁

Pairing: None ☁

World: Kenichi the Mightiest Disciple ft. Prince of Tennis ☁

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You scowled as you repeatedly poked the flower pot. You had planted a seed within the black soil nearly a week ago and yet there wasn’t a single inch of progress. It couldn’t really take that long for a simple plant to grow, could it? The whole reason you were growing one, to begin with, was because that damned alien Niijima said you couldn’t. You had your pride to think about! But you never realized how difficult it was. How did Kenichi manage it?

The boy in question called out your name as he entered the school’s greenhouse,  but he wasn’t alone. A boy from Rikkaidai Middle was following behind him. You recognized him as Seiichi Yukimura, a boy who often participated in gardening tournaments alongside Kenichi.

“I know you’ve been having a lot of trouble with your flower.” Kenichi rubbed the back of his head nervously as he glanced around the greenhouse. “So I asked Yukimura-san if he’d be willing to give you a hand.”

Yukimura smiled kindly, approaching your kneeling form. “It’s nice to meet you.”

“Likewise.” You grunted unenthusiastically, turning your narrowed eyes back to the plant.

Yukimura hummed as he kneeled down beside you, inspecting the lifeless pot. “How long ago did you plant it?”

“Four days ago.”

“Have you given it plant food?”

“Yeah.”

“Given the placement, it should be getting plenty of sunlight. How about water? The soil seems a bit dry.”

“Water…?” You blinked dumbly. “I was supposed to water it?”

“H-How could you not know that?” Kenichi sweatdropped. It was the very basics of plant growing!

Your eyes narrowed again, this time at the younger male as you stood up, taking a threatening step toward him. “I’m a fighter, not a coward who sits around growing plants all day!”

Crocodile tears streamed down his face as he hung his head in defeat, knowing full well that you were dead on in your accusation.

Yukimura called your name with a smile, though lingering annoyance was clearly visible underneath his calm facade. “I’ll help you grow your plant, okay?”

“Whatever.”

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A month had passed since Yukimura had visited Kenichi’s high school in order to assist you with your plant growing. The plant was taking its damn time, but it had grown about a foot since he came to your aide. Buds were beginning to form on the tip of the plant and Yukimura estimated that it would be about a month and a half before the flowers began to bloom. He taught you all of the basics about keeping the plant alive and giving it enough nourishment to continue to grow.

You may have had to get assistance from another, but you still had the opportunity to rub it into the alien’s face that you could, in fact, grow a plant. Niijima couldn’t get over that fact and ended up flipping out, going on about ‘research’ and what not.

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[a-mirror-of-memories]

When he was young Tobirama hurt his leg during an experiment and Hashirama, being the over protective brother that he was order him to stay on bed for at least a week (Butsuma was away on a mission). Also knowing that there was no way that his little brother would do it he also assigns their cousin Touka as his guardian/babysitter to make sure that he wouldn’t escape to do Sage knows what.

Boring to dead since Touka wouldn’t even let him take one of his books to read as a punishment for being a reckless idiot even worse than his brother (her words) and seen his cousin suffering through the last attempt of the female elders to teach her something that they considered “proper to ladies” Tobirama one morning just ask her if she could show him how to knit.

Nobody could have imagined what that would provoke.

His first attempt was a scarf that in his opinion was totally awful (even if Touka insist that it was better that anything she do until then) so he hide it wishing to never see it again. Sadly for him Hashirama found it while cleaning and after getting the story from Touka he start using it every chance he got until Tobirama finally agree to make him another one if he promise to NEVER use that atrocious thing in public again and don’t tell anyone where he got them.

Everyone thinks that this is it until a day elder Chisako found a half finished blanket under his bed while cleaning whose color looks suspiciously like the wool ball that Touka swear that she catch in fire after her fifth attempt of knitting.

Elder Chisako once has a little brother, a frail thing afraid of being sent to the war and being killed on the battlefield. He loved cooking thanks to their late mother and use to said that he wanted to open a food place on a closer village when he grown up, serving people to the joy of his heart just like their mama. Their father punish him, yelling him to stop playing with those ‘girly things’ and keep practice if he don’t want to be an even bigger disgrace for their family that he already was. Her baby brother never reach the adulthood, he was killed on an ambush when he was thirteen.

Tobirama’s nothing like his little brother, he was strong and determined where her little brother Kenichi was frail and soft; a prodigy on battle when her brother was barely able to win a fight, his father pride; his perfect little soldier like she heard others call him instead of being called his biggest shame. But the look he gave her when he found her holding the blanket was the same that her dear Kenichi gave to their relatives every time that one of them catch him helping on the kitchen and knew that they were going to tell their father.

She wasn’t gonna let that another poor excuse of a father ruin one of the only things that their kids found solace just because they don’t considered it appropriated for their gender.

It took time and effort but finally she got him to trust in her enough to let her help him with his knitting and showing her his past projects. Chisako teach him how to sew and embroider too, cause he want to be useful for the clan even if they don’t knew and they weren’t in a lot of need of warm clothes on the Fire Country. She always was careful to not let anyone knew who patch their clothes and where the knitted scarf, blankets, socks, gloves and hats really came; making sure that there were always wool balls and thread after a really awful battle and be ready to distract his brother before he look the articles of clothe closer and realize that were made for the same person who make his favorite scarf (which was easier that she would have thought. Hashirama was more like his father that anyone would dare to point: while the older was totally focus on the war the younger was focused on his dream of peace. Both always looking to the future and none of them realizing that life was still happening around them).

When Butsuma fell in battle and Hashirama take his place as clan head the first thing he makes was offer a peace treaty to the Uchiha. Thanks heaven that that Madara kid was also a foolish dreamer and agreed even against his brother protest cause she had more than ten years of reasons to hit her so called leader with her cane in the head repeatedly until something finally click over there and his brain start functioning properly.

During the negotiations she was barely able to hold a snort while hearing some of the things that the Uchiha clan members said about her honorary grandson. A heartless killer? She caught him trying to make a jutsu to bring his little brothers alive again and break her heart having to tell him to stop. A selfish bastard? Surely that’s why Hatori Uzumaki (whose clan honestly treat Tobirama like he was one of them and way better than most of the Senju did) want to make him godfather of his first child. Unable to feel something remotely similar to human emotions? That kid was blushing and twitching just the other day when she caught him making a little yellow dress for his niece birthday for Sage sake! What’s next? They would accused him of been against the peace even when he and Mito help Hashirama to write the treaty?

She was more than ready to throw herself over the Uchiha clan head when Hashirama make the unthinkable: Standing up he somehow manage to rip a hole on the sleeve of his haori and making a face for his own mess he call for a break and ask his brother if he could fix it.

She would have found the faces that the Uchiha made really funny if Tobirama hasn’t paled and looked so horrified to been caught.

“How long?” Ask the white haired.

“You ask me to not tell anyone”. Was his brother answer with a soft smile passing him thread and a needle. “Also could you make me another scarf? The last one starts to worn out and you wouldn’t let me use the first one”.

“Over Mito’s death body. She’s the more likely to survive the apocalypse”. Was his automatic answer (Seriously, how was she the only one who cares enough to realize that the Uzumaki had already adopted him in all but last name?).

Later she would look to that moment and understand that Hashirama rip his clothes on purpose to show the Uchiha that Tobirama was more than a heartless bastard who don’t care about anyone. But first Chisako had three things to do:

Fulfill her life mission and hit her dear clan leader with her cane for being a reckless idiot even worse than his little brother.

Keep an eye on Madara Uchiha cause that glances that he keep throwing to Tobirama even since before the meeting could only mean something. He was just slightly less obvious that his brother with her granddaughter Touka and that was being nice. He better ask for her permission before request something more than a homemade scarf for his little boy.

Convince Tobirama that his brother deserves a nice and fluffy pink scarf with the words ‘morning wood’ write on it (That goof would love it anyway).

[davidpwilson2564]

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Wednesday, November 22, 2017

Get my paperwork together and get on the train.  Have brought along another Spalding Gray book.  “The Impossible Vacation.”  Have I read this before?  Maybe decades ago?  I remember his monologue about writing a big fat novel.  The routine was called “Monster in a Box.”  Is this a truncation of the “Monster”?

The train at long last emerges from the underground when it reaches Queens.  The tip of the Empire State Building is visible.  Numerous flat white roofs.  Exiting the train, walking down the long stairway to ground level, it is all two story buildings as in an Edward Hopper.

I link up with my son and he says before seeing the lawyer he has to meet briefly with Eric Ulrich, the young Queens Councilman who will, I’m sure, one day run for mayor.  They have to discuss some money that has been allocated and not yet spent.  It has trickled down to the Queens Symphony so Kenichi is the guy to talk to about this.  On the wall is a portrait of Frank Sinatra, cigarette in hand.  Mr Ulrich’s office is a stone’s throw from the plumbing business that served as a front for John Gotti.  (Incredibly long story here.  When asked what he did for a living Gotti would say, with a smirk, he sold plumbing supplies. The Dapper Don. When asked how he could afford the expensive suit he was wearing, his smile would widen and he would say, “Good investments.”)  

I see the lawyer.  Legal business.  There isn’t much string left on the reel.  I have to get things in order. 

Thursday, November 23, 2017

Thanksgiving.  I am thankful for numerous things.  My health seems good and lately I am not troubled by that pain in my groin that suggested I had a hernia (from lifting those drums last summer?)

Being only a half block away from the Macy’s Thanksgiving Parade I hear the thrashing of drums.  

Later: Pull myself together and head out to Queens.  Most unusual that I’d be doing this two days in a row.  Walking from the train to Kenichi’s house I see a van flip over and land on its side.  A freak accident, the driver cutting it too close in making a turn and not taking into account the new barrel-like objects (for what purpose?) put it at the end of the traffic dividers.  That awful sound of metal flung to the pavement...of course, I thought it was a collision (there are so many on Woodhaven Blvd)...but there are no other vehicles involved.  A family of four inside but all seat belted and okay, just helpless.  A bunch of local guys quickly assemble and turn the van back over.  The stunned, but unharmed, family gets out.  This will certainly change their Thanksgiving plans.  

Huge gathering at Kenichi’s.  He handily deep fries a turkey (I caution you not to do this unless you know exactly what you’re doing).  

After the rerun of the Parade is done (I don’t know many of the featured acts and feel a twinge of pity for all those kids who have come from so far away to march in the cold [having been there])...football.  Lots of football.  Huge U S A flags and the playing the of National Anthem during which a couple of players chose to kneel rather than stand.  

My old pal Kenneth Momyer said a woman whose husband watches three consecutive football games on the same day can have been pronounced legally dead.  But Kenichi’s brother in law has money on all of them and even tries to explain “over/under” and point spread to a family friend.  

Return on train quite late holding a tray of leftovers in my lap.  No mean feat.

[vintagestyled-blog]

Last Thursday night I  re-watched Kevin Smith’s Chasing Amy,  and as expected it moved me as if I was watching it for the first time around. Chasing Amy is listed as a romantic comedy but it fits a few more boxes than just that. It’s drama, it’s romantic,  and it’s seriously funny…

  “Smith knows that at some level there’s nothing funny about being in love: It’s a dead serious business, in which your entire being is at risk.” aka movie critic Robert Ebert.

Or also : “Love is the province of the brave.” aka rockband  TV on the radio.

The movie is abundant with sharp, ironic and sexual dialogue. Kevin Smiths dialogues are the best in the field as the main characters explore their feelings and point of view on topics such as romance,  sex and friendship.

Holden (Ben Affleck) and Banky (Jason Lee) are two comic book artists living in New Jersey who are signing their cult novel “Bluntman and Chonic” ( featuring the adventures of Smiths characters Jay and Silent Bob). There Holden meets Alyssa ( Joey Lauren Adams), also a writer, and is immediately smitten by her. She invites him to a party. By this Holden offcourse assumes that she has mutual feelings for him. When Alysa sings a song at the party in a rather erotic way and kisses the girl she was singing it to Holdens world is chattered. Nevertheless, he likes her so much that he decides to give the whole friendship thing a try.

As his feelings grow deeper for her he can’t keep quit any longer :

“Why are we stopping? Because I can’t take this. Can’t take what? I love you. You love me? I love you. And not, not in a friendly way, although I think we’re great friends. And not in a misplaced affection, puppy-dog way, although I’m sure that’s what you’ll call it. I love you. Very, very simple, very truly. You are the epitome of everything I have ever looked for in another human being. And I know that you think of me as just a friend, and crossing that line is the furthest thing from an option you would ever consider. But I had to say it. I just, I can’t take this anymore. I can’t stand next to you without wanting to hold you. I can’t, I can’t look into your eyes without feeling that, that longing you only read about in trashy romance novels. I can’t talk to you without wanting to express my love for everything you are. And I know this will probably queer our friendship – no pun intended – but I had to say it, because I’ve never felt this way before, and I don’t care. I like who I am because of it. And if bringing this to light means we can’t hang out anymore, then that hurts me. But God, I just, I couldn’t allow another day to go by without just getting it out there, regardless of the outcome, which by the look on your face is to be the inevitable shoot-down. And, you know, I’ll accept that. But I know…I know that some part of you is hesitating for a moment, and if there is a moment of hesitation, then that means you feel something too. All I ask, please, is that you just, you just not dismiss that – and try to dwell in it for just ten seconds. Alyssa, there isn’t another soul on this fucking planet who has ever made me half the person I am when I’m with you, and I would risk this friendship for the chance to take it to the next plateau. Because it is there between you and me. You can’t deny that. Even if, you know, even if we never talk again after tonight, please know that I’m forever changed because of who you are and what you’ve meant to me, which – while I do appreciate it – I’d never need a painting of birds bought at a diner to remind me of.”

And, like it ought to be in EVERY ( ha ha)  romantic movie, she runs out of the car in the rain. He follows her. She decides that saying that he loves her is about the most selfish thing he did. He walks up to the car, she runs after him and guess what-  they kiss in a very, may I even say, smokingly hot, way. Alyssa explains how she felt when she made the decision to love people in a certain way, and the way she loves Holden…

Alyssa: You know, I didn’t just heed what I was taught, men and women should be together, it’s the natural way, that kind of thing. I’m not with you because of what family, society, life tried to instill in me from day one. The way the world is, how seldom it is that you meet that one person who just *gets* you – it’s so rare. My parents didn’t really have it. There were no examples set for me in the world of male-female relationships. And to cut oneself off from finding that person, to immediately halve your options by eliminating the possibility of finding that one person within your own gender, that just seemed stupid to me. So I didn’t. But then you came along. You, the one least likely. I mean, you were a guy.

Holden: Still am.

Alyssa: And while I was falling for you I put a ceiling on that, because you *were* a guy. Until I remembered why I opened the door to women in the first place: to not limit the likelihood of finding that one person who’d complement me so completely. So here we are. I was thorough when I looked for you. And I feel justified lying in your arms, ’cause I got here on my own terms, and I have no question there was some place I didn’t look. And for me that makes all the difference.

Holden: [pause] Well, can I at least tell people all you needed was some serious deep dicking?

  So they are now a couple, but then Banky, Holden’s best friend and roommate, might be secretly in love with Holden ( still following?)  He tells Holden how they called Allysa “finger cuffs” in high school and how a friend of him told him she had sex with two guys at the same time. Holden, who until then believed he was the only guy she had sex with ( according to his definition of it) begins to doubt himself. He confronts Allysa and they break up.

Then Silent Bob breaks his silence in the diner:

Silent Bob: So there’s me and Amy, and we’re all inseparable, right? Just big time in love. And then four months down the road, the idiot gear kicks in, and I ask about the ex-boyfriend. Which, as we all know, is a really dumb move. But you know how it is: you don’t wanna know, but you just have to, right? Stupid guy bullshit. So, anyway, she starts telling me about him… how they fell in love, and how they went out for a couple of years, and how they lived together, her mother likes me better, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah… and I’m okay. But then she drops the bomb on me, and the bomb is this: it seems that a couple of times, while they were going out, he brought some people to bed with them. Ménage à trois, I believe it’s called. Now this just blows my mind, right? I mean, I am not used to this sort of thing. I mean, I was raised Catholic, for God’s sake.

Jay: Saint Shithead.

[Silent Bob elbows him; Jay motions as if to start a fight]

Silent Bob: Do something.

[to Holden]

Silent Bob: So I’m totally weirded out by this, right? And then I just start blasting her. Like… I don’t know how to deal with what I’m feeling, so I figure the best way is by calling her a slut, right? And tell her she was used. I’m… I’m out for blood. I really wanna hurt this girl. I’m like, “What the fuck is your problem?”, right? And she’s just all calmly trying to tell me, like, it was that time and it was that place and she doesn’t think she should apologize because she doesn’t feel that she’s done anything wrong. I’m like, “Oh, really?” That’s when I look her straight in the eye, I tell her it’s over. I walk.

Jay: Fuckin’ A!

Silent Bob: No, idiot. It was a mistake. I didn’t hate her. I wasn’t disgusted with her. I was afraid. At that moment, I felt small, like… like I’d lacked experience, like I’d never be on her level, like I’d never be enough for her or something like that, you know what I’m saying? But, what I did not get, she didn’t care. She wasn’t looking for that guy anymore. She was… she was looking for me, for the Bob. But, uh, by the time I figure this all out, it was too late, man. She moved on, and all I had to show for it was some foolish pride, which then gave way to regret. She was the girl, I know that now. But I pushed her away. So, I’ve spent every day since then chasing Amy… so to speak.

[after a long silent pause]

Jay: Oh, enough of this fuckin’ melodrama!

[to Holden]

Jay: My advice, forget her, dude. There’s one bitch in the world, one with many faces.

[to Silent Bob]

Jay: Get up tons of fun.

[back to Holden]

Jay: We gotta book. We’re catching a bus to Chi-town.

Holden realises he was wrong all along.  Will it be too late, or not?

  And In the fashion department….Alyssa wears mostly see through tops, wide legged jeans, wide t-shirts with a print, big jeans jackets and flanel shirts. This style defined the nineties, it has made it’s comeback and is till relevant in 2018.

If you want to adapt Alyssa’s nineties style, I think it’s crucial to blend the key elements of that style with contemporary pieces. This style, my dear friends, can also to be found in the Netflix show LOVE, where the character Mickey blends nineties with ease. Or it could also just mean that you’ll have to re-watch Dawsons creek.

But first let me give you a quick reminder of what nineties fashion looks like:

Flared jeans

Chokers

Hoop earrings

Crop tops

Overalls

Scrunchies

90-ties shoes like Birckenstocks and Doc-Martens

If you were in to hiphop, this was generally marked by oversized saggy trousers and sweaters, combined with lots of ‘ fake’ gold and Kangol hats. Oh and Timberlands.

If you were in to grunge, you generally wore cut of shorts with ripped black panties underneath a crop top and a flannel shirt. And doc Martens. Or you could go for the classic ripped jeans or the slip dress.

I bet you know what I mean. Because, if you are here, you are somewhat into fashion. But just incase. I’ll show you the pretty pictures anyway 🙂

  Some cool facts about Chasing Amy:

In Japan, the screenplay of Chasing Amy was adapted into a novel by Kenichi Eguchi and published by Aoyama Publishing. The unique concept of the book is that it is roughly half-novel, half-manga, with Moyoko Anno providing the art for the comic book pages.[25] In an episode of SModcast, Smith revealed that while he was thrilled to have a manga based on his film, he was shocked when he read the novelization, as the characters’ sexual histories, which are just mentioned in conversation in the film, are depicted in the novel’s manga illustrations as very sexually graphic flashbacks. (Source Wikipedia) When Kevin Smith wrote the script he was dating Joey Lauren Adams and was inspired by her.

Chasing Amy is part of Kevins Askewniverse series. Each movie in this series crosses over with other films of the universe. Alyssa is name dropped in Smith’s Clerks and also appears in Mallrats. The key figures of this universe are the characters Jay and Silent Bob two drugdealers are extremely talented in not minding their own business.

Other funny quotes:

Holden: So, uh, what do you wanna do tonight?

Banky Edwards: I dunno. Get a pizza, watch “Degrassi Jr. High”.

Holden: You got a weird thing for Canadian melodrama.

Banky Edwards: I got a weird thing for girls who say, “Aboot.”

Banky Edwards: [to Alyssa] Since you like chicks, right, do you just look at yourself naked in the mirror all the time?

Jay: So why the long face, Horse? Banky on the rag?

Holden: I’m just, ahh, I’m just havin’ a little girl trouble.

Jay: Bitch pressin’ charges? I get that a lot.

    Love, Maureen

  Filmstyle ” Chasing Amy”- nineties revisited Last Thursday night I  re-watched Kevin Smith’s Chasing Amy,  and as expected it moved me as if I was watching it for the first time around.

[machimachilegends]

Suki's 3rd power up for this year will play on Synthesis like last year and will be called "Rival Synthesis" which is just more plot power.

The previous two power ups I haven't touched on too much this year are simply follow the trend she's been following the past 2 to 3 years. They're called "Cross Synthesis" and "Complete Hyper Hare" (Hyper Hare Sparking) respectively, and both are powers she can access on her own. They also are there to close unfinished plots in Suki's After Story involving the God Slayers.

Essentially, Rival Synthesis will work similarly to World Synthesis but to a lesser extent. Instead of using the energy siphoned from the dimensions (via external means) sealing off the living from the dead it will directly come from all 6 of her rivals (plus Dienna) who've powered up dramatically since the end of the Main Story's 3rd Act.

I haven't decided how she'll look in this state, but her power will match her old self using World Synthesis once adjusting to its strength without the drawbacks. I believe Rival Synthesis should allow Suki to pull a Kenichi (the world's mightiest disciple; anime) type stunt near the end, albeit more Yugi vs Pegasus like. Basically less training and more spiritual inclined based on what she has seen.

Alternatively I thought about Suki having a form called Adversary Synthesis (or something like that) but I thought it would be too tricky to work out since this wouldn't be the first time Suki was under the influence of outside powers, and she's already used the attributes of an enemy before to access different types of Synthesis in fight threads. So I decided to keep to the theme of using her own attributes or using borrowed power with the exception of Magi Synthesis.

Magi Synthesis initially was Mirai's Magic + Suki's Will but upon remembering the experience as a Transformation Type, with enough magical exposure or collection she can trigger a weaker variant on a whim.

---------FOR THE RECORD---------

Cross Synthesis is basically Suki combining Synthesis forms she's mastered into a new Synthesis like Lightning + Yin, basically getting the perks of both form. It's very speed orientated too. This form gateways into Suki's heightened dexterity and self-awareness. Originally I thought True Yin Synthesis would be good, but then I saw Super Saiyan God Super Saiyan Evolution (I'll just call it Super Saiyan Evo.) I figured fusing forms would be a lot easier than making one out the gate.

Hyper Hare Sparking was a phenomenon/miracle Suki managed when fighting Nina besides Mirai.

Essentially when Cross Synthesis failed (on their 4th encounter) she desperately attacks Nina by constantly (forcefully) using Max Tension & Overdrive together while using Lightning Synthesis. This eventually lead to Suki's combative abilities finally adopting the skills as 2nd nature. Since she used Lightning Synthesis as well - she Double Tamed Lightning for a short moment to fight as electrons to counteract Nina's atomic/subatomic state. You can get why "Sparking" is in the name.

P.S. Double Taming is essentially taking an attribute from simply being tamed (using naturally occurring elements at peak power even when low on energy) and literally becoming a walking force of nature with all the quirky abilities of the users. Switching between shapes is very risky for newbies and left Suki flashing out of existence for a while. Some never piece themselves back together through premature use. Another sign of Suki's luck.

[maguro13-2]

Death Vengeance ~ Origins of the Ink Demon Chapter 3 Pt.10.5

"Somewhere in a future timeline..."

Time Eater (as Homura Akemi) : Now, Chaos Emerald. Time for to make Soul World to unveil it's final curtain call.

[People Screaming in horror+Loud Explosions]

[S.E.E.D. - Kenichi Tokoi, Masamichi Amano]

Kilik Rung : HAAAAAAAH! Eat this!

Time Eater (as Homura Akemi) : Humph! You're Too slow! (Knocks Kilik with an uppercut, killing him directly) Annoying vermin of a Teenager.

Soul Evans : Kilik! Guys, no! Not all of you!

Kimial Diehl : Why...? Why did you have to go and do all of this?! Why are you planning on destroying the world of Soul Eater and the universe itself?

Demon Vibe the Heartless : For not telling the truth, you ought to be a shame for letting yourself astray from this girl that you loved and cared, this so-called hero of this Soul world created by the Devil Shinra, is nothing more than to have one's complex and another, she doesn't deserve to protect the legacy anymore, all she care about is being an obsessive friend to this kid they called him Crona for nothing.

[NEWCOMER : DEMON VIBE IS FINALLY HERE!]

Demon Vibe the Heartless : I didn't expected that the name Soul Eater comes from the name of a partisan owned by the black hound himself, Kireek. That's copryight law from the Sonic Team Multiverse that is putting a stop to you, along with these wretched humans you call them Heroes and weapons, unfortunately, The Time Eater had to make an official statement that I made wish that Demon Weapons of Soul World would no longer have the ability to turn yourselves into weapons and would become ordinary humans forever!

Tsubaki Nakatsukasa : Soul, listen to me. I was wrong, we we're all wrong! The author of our world set us up, he was only playing us like a bunch of fools sitting in the corner. It turns out that the Madness that spreaded was stolen from the Greek Goddess and Asura was actually a puppet controlled by that heartless, as a diversion to destroy the planet. We we're nothing but tools to the Kusakabe, puppets on a string the entire time! The school wasn't created to protect public order, it was about protecting the legacy that we protected it. We should've known that Maka would be dead for letting us a stray, the girl you knew about wasn't Maka at all, her real name is Inky Albarn!

Soul Evans : What?! What do you mean she's not Maka Albarn at all, Tsubaki?!

Tsubaki Nakatsukasa : What it means that the "real" Maka Albarn is dead, dead in a sacrificial way along with her lover Makoto Asagiri, when they harmed in the Sactuary explosion o. You've been soulmates with a demon the entire time and you couldn't face the truth, our Author doomed us all! Can't say how we are born to get ourselves into a mess like this. We are totally screwed by now. Evans, the son of Inky Albarn. He has found a way to travel back in time, if that happens then all of this will be over. Tell that his mother will be kept safe, or the demon will never be born! Remember, that's a promise to the real Maka Albarn as we all know it!

Time Eater (as Homura Akemi) : Cease your attack! Where did her son go?

??? : [with a demonic voice] Chaos...CONTROL!

[we show a portal was opened by Chaos Control]

Demon Vibe the Heartless : He using Chaos Control to warp himself back in time!

Time Eater (as Homura Akemi) : You go after that demon, I'll handle these simpletons to show them the meaning of truth to their little world of theirs, and expunged the Ohkuboverse into a void of nothingness!

Soul Evans : ...F**k you.

Time Eater (as Homura Akemi) : What was that I heard?

Soul Evans : I said....(enraged) F****K YOU!!! YOU TIME-EATING PIECE OF CRAP!!!

Time Eater : You better at least listen to yourself when you open that mouth of yours. And now, I'm going to put that filthy mouth of yours to shut it.

[Shadow SFX : GUNSHOT!]

Tsubaki Nakatsukasa : SOUUUUUUL!!! ["Soul" is echoed]

"Back in the year 2011..."

[Mysterious Tower - Kingdom Hearts Universe]

Cid : So, now you believe me, Mr. Mouse? White Star, leader of the Hoshi Clan, was a heartless Doppelganger named Shadow star. Second were the real Gorgon Witch trio that were responsible for their crimes against humanity, and then there was a teacher of the "DWMA" that was assassinated by a mask-wearing maniac covered in ink. [slams on table] Damn! What in God's name did the real world got messed up like this!? This is un-freakin'-believable!

Goofy : So you see, Master Yen Sid. We discovered that the heartlesses had the ability to disguised their selves as humans beings and even witches their selves. We did not knew that could fool the humans and witches that quick!

Donald Duck : Some say that someone had figured to fool the real world by using the Neo Shadows as decoys. And it's no surprise that witches are definitely not that smart to think that worshipping an evil god is totally a blasphemy! The one's thing for sure that the only things witches worship are demons that are not gods, but at least kings perhaps.

Yen Sid : I see then. This Ohkuboverse is merely a facade created by one being that wanted to make humans to unleash their insanity that comes from the power of their hearts, heartlesses that does not contain the madness that is within all hearts as well. This madman called Kishin Asura was being used as a diversion to destroy all life on planet earth that abuses power, the one who stole from the Gods and Goddesses of Greece.

Cid : You got yourself that big of a deal! Now we finally understand that me, Cloud, and the rest are able to pull off that Soul Eater garbage! Nobody from Square Enix would believe that Mr.Ohkubo, that weirdo that wrote Soul Eater, has been using wordplay that make up his Crazy ass stories that were really a false one! Can't we all just agree that some of the mangakas has paid alot of attention?

Mickey Mouse (on Cam Video) : It's much more man than monster, fellas. The World of Soul Eater has never been a facade in one's life since everything's a story and even it really is a phony, ha-ha. We've been finally to tell what those Ghost-eating assholes were thinking that eating evil souls that literally comes from heartlesses. We've beginning to think clearly that the Ohkuboverse has proven it's self that a chronological order is somehow been rewritting it's stories and retconning the plots. We can barely tell the difference if Soul World is a greater asset to Square Enix and the other third-parties.

Cid : Everything what you knew that Soul World was the real name of Soul Eater, the name Soul Eater that he named that got it from the name of a Partisan from the world of PSO, the Japanese weren't that stupid enough to think that using names from Third-parties like us to cover up a few secrets.

Squall : Perhaps we're beginning to understand that real world is beginning to realize that the Ohkuboverse had it's plots rewritten with new stories, and retconned with new plots and twists. Seems like that anyone is smart enough to think that the beings of the Ohkuboverse ain't appeared what it used to be and we're definitely getting closer to the truth.

Yen Sid : You have redeemed that the man named Shinra Kusakabe was the one that is responsible for creating the girl's world that is filled with nothing but deception, although it is clearly that the real Maka Albarn in the real world has been hiding on the Planet Jupiter for a long time. What could've been more possible than to have one's soul taken from one's heart? Hearts and Souls are a greater force to believe in the true essence of their nature. Evil Souls are affiliated by the raw powers of darkness itself. Humans of the real world cannot to make stories that are really false to the public eye or they are true.

Mickey Mouse (on Cam Video) : Only to think that if it's nescessary that no one in Square Enix would team up with an imposter like her, I haven't heard that a monster that has spreading lies to become the hero she was before the world of Soul World was created about 1000 years in the Ohkuboverse, someone from the Real World that is only trying to pretending to think she's the hero. Her involvements with the Kusakabe Legacy had some nasty turns to overthrow it and bring darkness into the real world. That's how a Loony imposter works in every one of his or her moves.

Yen Sid : America is a God-fearing nation struggling with political ties from between the Ohkuboverse and the Real World, and maybe someone knows what's best at to not take any chances from the true face of evil itself.

Mickey Mouse (on cam) : Consider it that Evil Forces has been lurking out in the darkness just to bring humanity on the brink of destruction, but the questions are of that Evil Souls were powered from Heartlesses that disguises their selves as humans and witches as doppelgangers. We call it one thing from the Metal Gear Universe from Foxhound, we call them "Heartless decoys".

Cid : If that's the case you really wanted to handle Ohkuboverse's truth, then there are two important things to ask you this, Mr. Mouse. Number One : If the Phony god Asura did not make those Heartlesses, then who did to use him as a diversion? And Number 2: Why would the Heartlesses begged on destroying Soul World and would eventually ending it by being consumed to the Darkness?

Yen Sid : So, Mr. Squall. What do you know about these Heartless Decoys?

Sqaull : It was presumed that Infernals in the old world of Shinra that shared were the mixtures between Heartless and Firaga, We have confirmed that the Evangelist is really nothing more than a Decoy itself.

Cid : What? So you're telling me that the Evangelist from the Ohkuboverse is also really a decoy itself? [stutters to change the subject] Why didn't anyone tell me that the Kusakabe weren't created by that imposter and it was basically a decoy that using Firaga to create the power system that once existed in the Ohkuboverse?! Now we're getting closer to truth!

Squall : If not that somehow that Angel Vibe, the light of hope, was only knew that had a suggestion that bringing all the world's hope into one force of light. Light and Darkness are equal to each other, equal as a force, and equal as a parallel between worlds that make up Kingdom Hearts. There would be plenty of time that Heartless knew that they had disguised their selves as a human or a witch and why did they existed in the real world? We are now more officially concerned that they are living among us in Tokyo, America, and the rest of the real world itself.

Cid : Now that's insane for a made up universe.

[Door banging]

Sora : Sorry for the delays, guys! I'm hope that I'm not too late!

Goofy : Sora! Where have you been?

Donald Duck : We've been worried about you. You almost missed the meeting.

Sora : Yeah, I won't forget that to happened! I was in bit of a pickle with Riku.

Riku : Well, it appears that that we found a person that came into the Kingdom Hearts was a Heartless Decoy disguising himself as the man that fought with Giriko, who predicted and foreshadowing Chainsaw Man's birth. [pulls out someone behind what it appears to be Justin Law]

Justin Law : [about to wake up] Hey...What's the meaning of this? Where am I? And who are you guys?

Sora : Just your friendly neighbors that you don't want us to wake up. And you must be one of them spies that works for the loco madman.

Riku : And more importantly, you should know better than being a servant to a phony heartless bastard like you. Why don't you stand on that X Marks the spot in the middle on the floor? It'll be you reward to lasts.

Justin Law : Well, Okay. [stands on the X in the middle] So, nice play you got there. But at least you put me on the nice X marks the spot. That would be really concerning to figure my way of life of being an antagonist to Soul World. *Record Scratch* (realizing) Wait a minute, why the hell would I be on an X-Marks the spot!?

Sora : Gotcha! [they both point their Keyblads at Justin]

Squall : It seems that you may have lost the fight to the heroes like us in the real world.

Justin Law (?) : Hey! What the hell is this?! And just what the hell do you think you're doing?!

Riku : We've should've known that we found out, that you were lying to be the hero so that you would get yours hands on destroying the Kusakabe Legacy, didn't you!?

Sora : You'll be going down to a trip to memory lane!

Squall : That's right, Justin Law from Soul World, or should I say "Heartless Decoy". When it comes to humans, witches, and fictional characters like us, it would've appeared the thing that Heartlesses actually believed they disguised their selves as humans or evil people.

Justin Law : Oh great! After serving a loco madman that was Death the kid's older brother and getting end up at a time like this. Now this is just great, this is absolutely a bunch of Bogus! [chuckles] Speaking of bogus, there's one more thing for me to say to you before I had my plans on destroying the devil's legacy....I'M NO GOD DAMN--

Sora : See ya!

[DBZ SFX : ENERGY BLAST]

[Heartless shrieks before it dies and vanishes]

Squall : Well, case is completely solved.

Cid : Hey, guys. I can think that Sora can pull a move with something like this and I forsehadow him that he would definitely be joined by this weird floating glove guy. [shows a photo Master Hand] This one here ol' Master Hand, a floating magical glove and announcer of Super Smash Bros., Nintendo's popular fighting game created by the legnedary creator Masahiro Sakurai.

Squall : Sakurai is quite the man of creating pink alien creature that has the only thing to inhale and turn his victims into it's copy abilities, Smash Bros is a one true wonder that is way popular than Soul Eater.

Cid : True that my friend, Smash Bros is a much popular game that foreshadow Sora to join and I bet that Cloud is also to foreshadow to join Smash before the others from Square Enix does.

Yen Sid : Very well, you have what you wished for. Let's pray that Soul World will no longer be a better place for the Land of Nevada as it will fall into the Darkness itself. Tell, Sora that Smash Bros is in depth of saving the real world from evil forces that lurks.

Sora : Leave it to me, Yen Sid! Cause that future smash fighter would be gullible enough to join them, and his name, Sora!

~ Forty-Third Scene : The Heroes of Smash ~