#madoka brain worms never leave

[scylette]

new madoka trailer dropped but i'm still here

[goji-pilled]

HAVING THOUGHTS HAD THOUGHTS READ A FAN COMIC ON DYNASTY SCANS I FOUND ON PIXIV AND THEN HAD EVEN MORE THOUGHTS!!!

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Today started off so well for Homura. Well, okay honestly the day had been pretty shit. But it was a pretty good week in comparison to all her other Marches! She'd let herself be pulled around by Madoka in school, made a pseudo peace treaty with Sayaka and Mami, and was actually hanging out with Hitomi which always threw her off her game; she still isn't over that time Hitomi confessed to her on the day she was suppossed to confess to Kamijo.

Good for her, in that timeline, she figured it out.

Anyways back to the now, where Homura was slowly shimmying a small dagger inbetween her binded arms and the ribbons trapping her. She thought she had been doing well in appeasing to Mami and her standards, making sure she kept the Incubator maiming to a minimum, thinking her thoughts out before speaking the same lines verbatum as she had every other tineline.

Guess Mami just hates cryptics and the shifty aura Homura has now. Probably a side affect of all their cosmic potential compunding on themselves due to their ties with a time travelor. Homura doesnt like thinking about that theory too often or too much...

Snapping sounds and fading ribbons, as well as the cold reunion with the soft yet hard linolium candy floor broke Homura out of her musings. Sprinting towards the center of the labyrinth, Homura pulled out a belt of hand grenades out of her shield and one magnum of a pitsol. The only way she ever found to mercy kill put an end to Momoe Nagisa the tenacious Sweets Witch was with more "Over" instead of "kill". Door in sight Homura readied the sand in her shield to flow and stop time.

Bursting through the portal the time traveler bore witness to the sight of two potential magical cadidates clutch each other tightly, dread and fear plastered on their faces as they looked to the center of the arena. One magical girl veteran was moments away from losing her head as a giant worm creature with a clowns face was about to chomp its pearly white teeth down on Tomoe's head.

Her plan was obvious.

Stopping time Homura dropped the grenade by Sayaka's feet, leaving one to grip with her own. Pouring power into legs the raven flew towards the lonely blonde and knocked her aside, taking her place. Just as Homura was about to pull the pin the samd of her shield stopped flowing, and time started to resume once more. Before her head was about to be removed from her body, she saw Mami's shellshocked face out of the corner of her eyes, glistening tears gathering up around the veteran's own as understanding and realization shown through the tears.

All Akemi Homura could think at the moment, however, was "This is gonna hurt".

And then everything went black

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Akemi Homura wasn't afraid of dying. She had long come to accept that she'd one day die - most likely alome, in the middle of the street somewhere - and that she'd be another tragedy in the play of life.

Being a Magical Girl TM didn't change that fact, nor her acceptance of her reality, but it did give her the chance to live probably a bit longer than she would've had. Or not, she has never seen nor heard of a magical girl who lived past forty let alone twenty, but a girl can dream!

And she had big dreams.

Comeing back from being un-alive wasn't a clean process. As soul gems hold their entire beings and lives - hence the name "soul gem", fucking Incubator - it'd be more accurate to say Homura had an out of body experience for a little bit. Granted she still had all of her senses from her body, but she more or less became her gem since she didn't have a brain to do any more complex cognitive abilities such as think. It was always very weird, but it was also at times soothing. Rarely.

Blinking her newly reformed eye lids around her new eyeballs in her new head, Homura noticed several things that shouldn't be happening.

One was the fact that Charlotte the Sweets Witch, who 5 out of 5 times would sooner eat anything whole than literally do anything else, was curling in on herself as a mournful look was plastered on her face. Second, was Tomoe Mami trying to comfort the witch instead of the two civilans who were latching onto eachother so tightly as if their lives depended on it. Finally, tear stricken Madoka was hugging a magical girl Sayaka as the blue bull wore her uniform and tried to comfort her best friend.

Oh and Kyubey's corpse was hanging out of Charlotte's mouth.

What the fuck-

Gingerly lifting herself off the ground, Homura alerted all four denezins of the current pockrt dimension to her. Cries of her name from Madoka and Mami, along with the nickname of "transfer student" from Sayaka were followed by a speeding cotton candy swirl of pink and blue toppling her back to the ground and hugging her.

"...Could someone care to explain what happened while I was... gone?" Callous, yes, but she was a pragmatic sort.

Sniffling back her tears, Madoka raised her head to look into Homura's eyes. "W-When we saw y-you save M-M-Mami-senpai, we saw your body..." a whimper and soon Madoka was back to burying her head into the brunette's bloody collar.

"Yeah... after we saw you g-give your life to save Mami, I panicked and made a wish with Kyubey." Sayaka looked heavily guilty, as if she was confessing to a magmonious sin she was and she did. "When Mami snapped out of... her funk, she aimed her guns at the witch, and I was right there with her. B-but then..." turning to the only other pair, the trio saw Mami still comforting the witch who had shifted back into her harmless doll form. "The witch just- Stopped. It was as if, it knew what id did, and was horrified of it. We all didn't say anything and it all just, stopped."

She raised a hand and pointed to what remained of the Incubator's vessel. "Then Kyubey started saying thaf we should kill it while it was distracted. Then it-"

"It ate Kyubey." Madoka lifted herself away from Homura, blood smeared across her forehead. "It looked so, so angry. When it saw you there was nothing but sadness in its eyes. But when it saw Kyubey... there wasn't angthing, nothing but anger and hate." Finishing up Sayaka's explanation, Madoka reached her arms towards her best friend and hugged Homura tighter between them.

This- this was all... new. This has never happened before. Everytime Mami lost her life to the Sweets Witch, there was nothing else but a desire to eat and consume by Charlotte. Yet now, when she took her old friend's place, Charlotte grew horrified of her actions. What had changed between now and March 16th for such a change to occur? What was it that allowed such a chsnge to occur?

...What happened before March 16 for Momoe Nagisa to act this way?

Footsteps broke her train of thought as Mami transformed out of her magical girl uniform and back into her clothes before she came to labyrith, a snug sundress with a light sweater and jeans, carrying the doll in her arms as if it were a crying baby. The calm, steely look on her face unnerved Homura and the time traveler couldn't help but wonder what was going on in that fragile and lonely girl's head. Based on how her eyes wavered, darting between the three girls before locking back onto hers, as if she herself had all of them, Tomoe had questions.

And they were going to have a long talk.

lore!!! implied history!!! the beginning of the beginning of DW AU, as far as I've thought uo and am concerned right now. tune in next time when i have even more thoughts!

OHO THATS A GOOD TAKE ON THIS TOO

[koiandjelly]

Bounding Beyond the Stars is the overall title for not just one story, or one world, several worlds to universes, but the entirety of my creations as a whole!

Here’s some relevant Vocabulary that I’ve devised to help with understanding BBtS and all of its funny little traits.

Domain: There is one Domain per creator irl. I’ve noticed that many authors and writers and otherwise creators of worlds will make a story in one setting within a particular universe, and then in their next work, make an entirely new one with absolutely no connections to the previous work, other than sharing a creator. Two entirely separate universes, narrowing down to the stories taking place within, connected by only the author. And for all that I’ve looked, there’s not really an exact term to describe that other than works, or creations, of the author, which I think can be a bit confusing. So at least for my purposes, I’ve made a whole new sphere of containment, to group together works in an easier to grasp term. A Domain refers to every single creation of a person, so as to give myself a limit and explanation for as to why my higher powered characters shouldn’t just be able to pop into fuckin’... Frozen, or something, and say hi to Queen Elsa (idk I watched it in like 2014, but it’s the first popular thing to come to mind), when intermultiversal travel via portal, power, or some kind of magic manipulation is a key part of many power sets— and, well, the obvious answer is that Copyright Infringement is why they can’t, but *that’s* pretty immersion breaking now, isn’t it? This is very relevant to my writing because I create and worldbuild on the macro scale above universes themselves. I work on the concept of realities being contained entities rather than ever expanding, because tbh? I read a ton about the theory that our universe is ever expanding, and I then proceeded to give myself a headache trying to comprehend what could exist *beyond* what exists. With that in mind, I’mma lead into the next essential vocabulary term.

Void: The Void is the Absence of All That Is. The Void is what never happened, what never can be, and that which has ceased to be. Flowery prose aside, the Void is the Counterpart to Reality, and it is a concept/non-entity I spent a great deal of time considering and designing. Because, I’ve noticed, that it’s very common in media such as novels to anime to webcomics that, well... 1. Dark=Bad, 2. Destruction=Bad, 3. All of those things are bad, and therefore evil, and often malicious.

As I’ve taken inspiration from shows like Madoka Magica, a bit of Evangelion— mostly what I’ve read about it as a deconstruction of Mech anime, and Worm— I really really like to use Subversions of tropes, Aversions, and basic Deconstructions of popular character archetypes to common plot devices, or even overall concepts that my brain’s refusing to give me examples of right now.

Back on topic, though, whenever I see something with a name like or exactly being The Void in a story or other such type of creative content, it... never really matches my personal understanding of what Void means, as a word with a definition. To me, and as such I’ve written it, the Void is absolute emptiness. It is nothingness incarnate, where truly, completely, not even concepts can survive before ceasing to be. This will make more sense as I move on, but to emphasize, the Void itself does not truly *exist*, but it is the absence of existence at all. It is a corruptive force, though, always gnawing at the edges of Reality. It has no agenda, no purpose, and it cannot even be compared to a single cell organism. It has no sense of self preservation, because the Void has nothing to preserve. Just as a tide erodes the cliff side stone, the Void erodes the structures of reality. I’ll mention while we’re on the topic, that this is one of the reasons why the Gods exist. I’ll elaborate on them eventually, because now it’s time to move onto Reality.

Pure Reality: Pure Reality is the canvas, the egg, the cell, the vessel in which Concepts can exist. It is the base layer of all existence, and provides structure for which anything can come to be. Pure Reality is, unlike the Void which is pure absence, pure presence. Pure Reality is, in fact, a stray fragment of an even higher entity of Creation simply dubbed True Reality, which is called so to describe its nature as a perfect structure. It will be the next term, so for now I’ll remain on the topic of Pure Reality. The Pure Reality in which BBtS takes place is, as of right now, the only existing piece of creation in the entire Domain that is not True Reality. Pure Reality is massive beyond human comprehension, beyond scale that even I can’t actually visualize on a personal scale. It envelops Three Multiverses, another term to be described later. Each Multiverse houses several Universes, all of which are related through similar conceptual structures and universal laws. The smallest is Tanzanite, home to only 10 Multiverses. Then there is Citrine, housing 12. Peridot is the largest Multiverse, home to 24 total Universes, each populated with unimaginable numbers of lifeforms and potential beyond anything you or I could imagine. Pure Reality is actually somewhat comparable to a simple Cell, actually. It is surrounded by a wall that is unique and, to Gods, Mortals, Immortals, and any entity that are neither or otherwise not— the Crystalline Wall is conceptually indestructible to all but the Void, be it the Void itself or an unfortunate replica of its forbidden effects. It is the ultimate defense of all that is known to those who exist within Pure Reality, who, I forgot to mention, has a name. Pure Reality is referred to as Etherivium by those who are aware of it— much of the true nature of the Pure Reality is largely unknown to all but the Gods, and even then, the Gods are not all knowing. They were born of it to exist as caretakers, and to maintain Etherivium’s Core Concepts and various structures.

True Reality: This is the infinite realm in which the Progenitors reside. True Reality itself is the main body of existence that Etherivium split from, an event that occurred before Time has begun its firm grasp in True Reality’s conceptual idea of Things That Could Be. Time itself is a confusing concept, as what defines it is dependent on many factors— time slows as you fall from a tree, when you can count the leaves for an age before your back hits the ground. Or it can quicken, when a pair of friends spend time together, and an hour has passed in a few blinks of enjoying a video game together. So that, for example, is how Time is perceived on a mental scale. But it can also change and warp in terms of spatial warping, too. Gravity alters the passage of time, for instance. Time can flow strangely in more ways than one, and especially so with Magic thrown into the mix. But Time may be discussed as a Concept later on. True Reality is named, similarly but more succinctly than its child, Etheri. Etheri, to a human witness, manifests as an ultimate culmination of everything powerful and stable and full of unburdened potential given form into that of an infinite landscape. It is an expanse of deep, rich black vines, intertwined with silver structures of living wood and raw mana, (which is a vague description right now, but Magic and all that it relates to is something I have a very in depth grasp on. It’s on of the most important parts of my worlds, as a force as everpresent and undeniable as Gravity, and used by my most developed worlds as an extension of ones self, a necessity to just functioning in general, as natural as oxygen.)

Everything within Etheri is, in a certain way, refracted, mutated, fused, and/or otherwise different than just one thing. Since it is a place in which Chaos exists in its most... Hmm. Well, it is in somewhat of a pure state, as it exists in unification and flawless tandem with Order. Life coexists equally and perfectly with Death. Light, or rather more accurately (Light is an inaccurate descriptor, but it is the most common term) The Existence and Presence of Energy, is equivalent with its counterpart Core Concept, Darkness, which is also an inaccurate term, as it is more accurately the concept of The Absence of Energy. Light without Darkness is stagnant, and frozen, as Light is the name of the Concept of All Forms of Energy. Any type at all, be it light itself to kinetic or friction or static— Light is all Energy, specifically Energy in its existence. Darkness, conversely, is the countering concept in which Energy is not nonexistent, but rather not present. More on how the Six Core Concepts function as foundational pillars for a Universe will be described later.

To close up, I will describe the Progenitors. There are as many Progenitors as there are different ideas, concepts, creations, and dreams in the Plasm of Reality (recall the cell comparison which I realize I got off topic from— Within the Crystalline Wall, Etherivium contains a... technically, a more conceptual structure than actually physical thing, called Reality Plasm. It can be compared to a latticework structure, or a grid, or my favorite, a sheet of cloth for which Gods may embroider their own concepts onto. Anyway, the most powerful of the Progenitors are entities based upon Concepts that occur more and more with more necessity for others to exist upon. The broadest, most basic, general Concepts are called Core Concepts. For most Universes, there are always at least the basic Six: Life, Death, Order, Chaos, Light, and Darkness. These Concepts, all together, encompass everything needed for a universe to function. The Progenitors, similar to Conceptual Gods which are, actually, born from Etherivium’s “memory” of the Progenitors— The Progenitors are the source of the Concept they are born of. There is only one entity in all of the Ashen Domain (the name will eventually be clear— it has to do with a character/entity that is still being developed.) that can damage a Progenitor— and furthermore Destroy one. They are, in terms of sapient life and characters, the ultimate Highest Tier in terms of, in general, everything. They are the true and ultimate embodiments of their Concepts, and are alive and sentient in ways incomprehensible to mortals.

All together, the Progenitors are the sources of Concepts, and Etheri works with them for a single, simple goal. An impossible one, even, but even that is uncertain. The Void must be filled in, until there is nowhere that the Void Is and Is Not. Everything, everything and all that could ever be, Etheri desires in the purest of ways to make it so that the Void has been replaced with Reality. It’s a little difficult to think about, because an infinite plane of Existence versus an infinite Absence of All should have no outcome. And maybe it will go on for the Domain’s eternity, stagnation in progress while the conceptual madness of things that could be forever evolve and refract off of each other beyond the scope of my imagination.