Spoiler for September the Seventh, Day 6, Memories: Flashes in Space (Boredom):
Flashes in Space- (Boredom)
The following is a story from early June:
FLASH
I kick open the door. And by “kick open”, I mean “re-reuse the same gag repeatedly in order to get weak chuckles”.
Where was I...?
Right, I was kicking open the door, to be greeted by everyone's surprised faces. Well, Kyon looked more pissed than surprised, but that was pretty normal.
Maybe THIS news will put a smile on your face!
I waved around the flier that had inspired this week's stupid idea:
“Good news everyone! I entered us in a baseball tournament!”
In the room, silence was elected as king.
Chirp, chirp.
“Um...” Mitsuuru-kun, dressed in an adorable butler outfit that cost me two months allowance, was the first to say anything. Not that what he said actually contributed anything, of course.
Kyon looked around at each of the others in turn, noticed that they weren't going to say a word, sighed, and then responded to me, who was still grinning widely and thrusting my flier at the rest of them.
“...What did you say you had entered us in?”
I handed her the flier.
“The Ninth City Amatuer Baseball Tournament, huh? So, who's entering this?”
Man, I just covered this. Also, I thought you liked baseball. You should be more excited about this!
“Us, of course! Also, we'll need to find four more people.”
Kyon and I argued for a bit, but I had made up my mind before I had even re-reused the same gag repeatedly in order to get weak chuckles. We're going to be awesome and win this tournament if it's the last thing we do! Even though we don't have any equipment, talent, or motivation, we're going to win the tournament!
And hey, even if we don't, at least we had fun trying, right?
That's what I'd say if I were an ordinary person, but I'm Haruki Suzumiya! We will win against all odds or expectations! I, with my ragtag group of heroes, will conquer adversity and then hang it by its dainty little neck!
(Insert maniacal laughter here. I'm so cool.)
Why baseball, you ask? Well, it's simply because I found this flyer lying around... and I guess I was just bored.
And when I'm bored, people suffer.
FLASH
I tried stealing equipment from the baseball team, but that didn't end very well. Pah.
When I got back to the clubroom, Kyon confronted me about our complete lack of preparation, especially considering that the tournament was in two days.
I just told her to find whoever she wanted for members. I only require background characters for a mission like this anyway, so she's sure to pick The Whore and The Slut, and probably a couple of our other classmates too.
In the meantime... how can I get my minions trained and equipped for battle? This is a dilemma indeed.
In a situation like this, looking out the window like you pretend you know what you're doing is always a good solution.
Hmm... there's a couple of the sports clubs practising... a couple making out where they think no one can see them... a delinquent-looking girl on the roof taking a drag... wait, sports clubs?
What seems to be the girl's softball team is currently using up the baseball diamond.
Kuku, I do believe I have a plan.
“Then... let us begin our training! We start now!”
(Insert Kyon-rant about how fail this whole idea is.) I hopefully quieted her with this:
“Which is exactly why I have formulated my new plan!”
“What plan?”
I pointed dramatically at the softball team in the distance.
FLASH
I walked up to their captain with my retinue in tow. She knew who I was, and guarded herself accordingly.
“...And that's the story! So, let us use your equipment and the track field!” I yelled.
The captain looked at me funny. “Um... You didn't tell us any story to begin with. You just came over here and (the rest is cut because I don't care).”
Honestly, she doesn't have the right to talk. Please? Girls? Playing baseball? They should go back to water polo and beach volleyball. Sigh... I'll have to make it more obvious... why do I always have to deal with idiots?
“Exactly!” I boomed. “Which is why I propose a trade!” I grabbed the suit-clad Mitsuuru-kun and shoved him in the softball team's faces. “One, high-quality butler for your softball equipment! Sure, he still needs a bit of house training, but soon he'll be accustomed to all your needs, however perverted they might be!”
Bwa ha ha, no girl could resist something this adorable. Come on, Mitsuuru-kun. Make a cute pose for everyone. No, I'm not actually planning to trade you away, I'll just steal you back when they're not looking. There's no need to fear being raped by actually I could film that and make lots of money. Maybe I'll let them have you for a few days, eh?
The softball team, meanwhile, looked on in disbelief. Or arousal, I couldn't tell.
Someone touched my arm softly. It was Kyon.
“Hmm? What is it? Can't you see I'm trying to conduct a business transaction here?”
She averted her gaze. “Please, just... let me deal with this... So stop, okay...?”
...
...
...That. I can't say no to that face of hers.
“W-well, I suppose if you can offer something better than this fine specimen, sure, you can...”
Kyon took the softball team off into the distance, where I couldn't see them clearly.
...What is she doing...?
Gasp! Could she be servicing them in Mitsuuru-kun's place!? God damn it, I'm going over there! I want--
Koizumi-san grabbed me by the arms. “I don't think you should interrupt them when they're discussing important things, Suzumiya-san!”
You're right, Koizumi-san. I'm sorry. I'll try to restrain myself in future.
This resolve didn't last very long, since the first thing I said to Kyon when she got back was “That didn't take long. Did you offer them your body!?” For that, I received a foot to the shin.
And then we had a training montage, in which I hit a thousand balls, Mitsuuru-kun went to the Nurse's Office, and we became the best team ever.
FLASH
This isn't going the way I'd hoped at all.
I mean, sure, Mitsuuru-kun brought in this guy from his class named Tsuruya... he was almost as big as I was, and he, too, seemed to regard Mitsuuru-kun as an interesting diversion. I initially thought that a new challenger had appeared, but within ten minutes we were best friends, even calling each other “Haru-kun” and “Tsuu-kun”. He's that kind of guy.
And The Whore and The Slut were there, as expected... fortunately, Tsuu-kun attracted most of their attention, so for once they weren't making mournful eyes at me and wishing I had a personality they could approve of. ...I still pinched Taniguchi's ass as I walked by, though, just to piss her off.
No, the real problem was that Kyon had brought her little brother along in lieu of someone would could actually play softball without being laughed at.
"Exactly what were you on?” I yelled at her. “Look at that thing, you're actually going to let him play baseball?" You're a terrible sibling!
But, in the end, there wasn't anyone else, so we had to use the little-- well, he's kind of cool in a way. He reminds me of myself when I was his age. Don't you worry, Kyon! I'll be sure to be a terrible influence on him, and he'll soon grow up to be exactly like me. This is part of my master plan to surround you with clones of myself so that when it comes time to get married, you'll definitely choose me, hahahahaha!
What a delicious plan. But the plan that's happening right now is in jeopardy thanks to a small child! Damn children! Always getting in my way!
FLASH
Our opponents are decided by random draw, so I figure, with my luck, we out to get pansy teams the whole way through the tournament, right?
Hah, and I was right! We got the local college softball team, the Kamigahara Somethings. They're all girls.
They'll never stand up to our manly team of might that is composed of over half men! I explained this to Kyon, who was wearing an apprehensive expression. I wanted to give her a hug, but I restrained myself.
FLASH
...
This sucks.
We are losing. To a team of girls.
It's all Mitsuuru-kun's fault.
God this sucks. Really, really, sucks.
FLASH
We need more motivation, so I dragged Kyon behind the bleachers and tried to suggest that she wear this cheerleading outfit I procured yesterday for just such an eventuality. (Big words are fun.)
“No.”
Well, that didn't work. Hmm.
I dragged Mitsuuru behind the bleachers instead, and broraped him and myself into male cheerleading uniforms.
“Listen to our song!” I shouted to everyone who would listen. This wonderful performance ought to give our team some proper motivation!
...There's no way this is gonna work...
FLASH
It... actually did...?
Somehow, as a result of seeing us both look like total morons, even people like Kyon's Brother and The Slut, who formerly couldn't hit crap, were hitting them way out of the park!
Holy crap this is awesome! Such is the power of motivation! Even I felt it.... it was like that bat was swinging all by itself! Man, I'm good!
FLASH
Unfortunately, our motivation was flagging, as was our general performance. Just as I was about to have Mitsuuru-kun and myself start cheering again, I felt a hand touch my arm again.
“Hmm? What is it? Do you wanna wear that cheerleader uniform after all?” After all, I bought it for you.
Kyon shifted nervously and kept stealing glances at me. ...I knew she was trying to be cute on purpose, but I didn't care.
“Hey, um, Haruki... will you let me pitch, please? Despite how I look, I'm actually pretty good at baseball. Unless, of course, you don't think I'm good enough to replace someone as, um... strong and, um, powerful... as you...”
...What is this? It's like... A feeling... she's so obviously just trying to get something out of me, since she's a horrible actor, but... I feel so... lightheaded...
“Of course you can pitch, Kyon!” I clap her on the shoulder, and she winces. I'm not going to let her get away with just taking my spot for free, though. “But you have to wear this cheerleader's uniform while doing so.”
I almost said 'And I get to watch you change into it', but I decided to be mature for once.
Five minutes later, as I was helping Yuuki change into the catcher's gear, Kyon exited the nearby portable washroom and walked over the pitchers mound, blushing furiously.
“Hey, be sure to say 'Fight on~!' every once in a while!”
She threw a practice pitch... straight at my head.
FLASH
Somehow, we won, through the power of cheerleading, friendship, and my excellent leadership.
Well, actually it was because Kyon is somehow the greatest pitcher alive, and Yuuki can throw a ball at five billion kilometers per hour. But I digress.
I was all pumped to go on to our next match, but...
“Isn't this enough? You've had your fun, right?” Kyon was being cute again in her cheerleader uniform, and this time she wasn't faking it.
...Sure, whatever. We're done. Koizumi-san left to what she said was 'family issues', so I would have had to drag in some random schmoe from the audience anyway.
And then we all went to a restaurant and lived happily ever after.
FLASH
I'm bored!
I kicked open the door and was greeted by everyone's surprised faces. Well, Kyon looked more pissed than surprised, but that was pretty normal.
Maybe THIS news will put a smile on your face!
I waved around the fliers that had inspired this week's stupid idea:
“I found something else for us to do, guys! Should it be soccer, or American football?”
When I'm around, the fun never stops! Just so long as I don't have something to do!
But really now. Is it too much to ask for you guys to keep me entertained? What else do I keep you around for?
Besides you, Kyon. I'll never get bored of you.
Lateness due to human error. Make of that what you will.
You lied to me! T_T You told me no cheerleader uniforms on account of the otaku stench... Not that I'm complaining. Its par for course since she got stuffed into a bunny outfit.
BTW, I wonder if Itsuko had a cheerleader outfit too, but that was beneath Haruki's notice. Poor Itsuko...
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Originally Posted by bhl88
lol would the CG have a bubble on top of Haruki's head with his little bro looking like Haruki?
You lied to me! T_T You told me no cheerleader uniforms on account of the otaku stench... Not that I'm complaining. Its par for course since she got stuffed into a bunny outfit.
I simply take it as Haruki remembering things the way he wants to.
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And where simon is sitting on top of kamina's shoulders or something and pointing his hands upwards like kamina?
Probably with this background (see link Best Power Stance if images stop getting transmitted)
or a volcano background? (minus the emblem of Gurren Lagann)
Hey guys, I haven`t been there for 4 days and there was less then 3 new pages? What are happening to you guys?
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Originally Posted by otai
Despite it being out of season, I imagine Mitsuuru wearing an impractically long scarf as a shout out to John Smith. Victorian era clothing isn't that odd in the land of gothiloli. Well, most Victorian clothing for MEN isn't that odd anywhere else, just formal looking. Kyon getting angry at Small Mikuru is the first though.
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I believe even in Japan his clothes would be weird, specially on summer. However, it might be good adding something about Kyon thinking he might be a gothloli guy. They wear similar clothes don' they?
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Originally Posted by otai
I don't know about the cartoon hammer in bad end, though. Feels like a bit like trolling after extreme "normalness" earlier. If you want gory, Haruki should punch through Kyon with a drill that pierces the heavens. If you want a R rating, just have Haruki strangle Kyon; painful way to go. If you insist on the hammer, try, "I've always felt your humor fell flat!" or "Now the coffin's shut!".
I really dislike this hammer. I find lap stick humor very stupid. I kinda like the drill idea, tough. Kyon being pierced by a literal drill from behind by Haruhi would be funny.
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Originally Posted by Sute443
Haruki... wearing a green dress. Haruki... who could not make his own wish come true for quite some time. Haruki... is the princess of green? The one we've been calling Midori is actually the male of the two. [/CRACK theory]
Lol.
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Originally Posted by Sute443
Kaisos, I know we're in the same time zone, so I know it was late when you posted that. Did you not give any thought to people who might read that link just before going to bed?
I doubt. Even for his time zone he post umbbeliavable late.
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Originally Posted by Kaisos Erranon
Spoiler for September the Seventh, Day 6, Memories: Flashes in Space (Boredom):
Flashes in Space- (Boredom)
The following is a story from early June:
FLASH
I kick open the door. And by “kick open”, I mean “re-reuse the same gag repeatedly in order to get weak chuckles”.
Where was I...?
Right, I was kicking open the door, to be greeted by everyone's surprised faces. Well, Kyon looked more pissed than surprised, but that was pretty normal.
Maybe THIS news will put a smile on your face!
I waved around the flier that had inspired this week's stupid idea:
“Good news everyone! I entered us in a baseball tournament!”
In the room, silence was elected as king.
Chirp, chirp.
“Um...” Mitsuuru-kun, dressed in an adorable butler outfit that cost me two months allowance, was the first to say anything. Not that what he said actually contributed anything, of course.
Kyon looked around at each of the others in turn, noticed that they weren't going to say a word, sighed, and then responded to me, who was still grinning widely and thrusting my flier at the rest of them.
“...What did you say you had entered us in?”
I handed her the flier.
“The Ninth City Amatuer Baseball Tournament, huh? So, who's entering this?”
Man, I just covered this. Also, I thought you liked baseball. You should be more excited about this!
“Us, of course! Also, we'll need to find four more people.”
Kyon and I argued for a bit, but I had made up my mind before I had even re-reused the same gag repeatedly in order to get weak chuckles. We're going to be awesome and win this tournament if it's the last thing we do! Even though we don't have any equipment, talent, or motivation, we're going to win the tournament!
And hey, even if we don't, at least we had fun trying, right?
That's what I'd say if I were an ordinary person, but I'm Haruki Suzumiya! We will win against all odds or expectations! I, with my ragtag group of heroes, will conquer adversity and then hang it by its dainty little neck!
(Insert maniacal laughter here. I'm so cool.)
Why baseball, you ask? Well, it's simply because I found this flyer lying around... and I guess I was just bored.
And when I'm bored, people suffer.
FLASH
I tried stealing equipment from the baseball team, but that didn't end very well. Pah.
When I got back to the clubroom, Kyon confronted me about our complete lack of preparation, especially considering that the tournament was in two days.
I just told her to find whoever she wanted for members. I only require background characters for a mission like this anyway, so she's sure to pick The Whore and The Slut, and probably a couple of our other classmates too.
In the meantime... how can I get my minions trained and equipped for battle? This is a dilemma indeed.
In a situation like this, looking out the window like you pretend you know what you're doing is always a good solution.
Hmm... there's a couple of the sports clubs practising... a couple making out where they think no one can see them... a delinquent-looking girl on the roof taking a drag... wait, sports clubs?
What seems to be the girl's softball team is currently using up the baseball diamond.
Kuku, I do believe I have a plan.
“Then... let us begin our training! We start now!”
(Insert Kyon-rant about how fail this whole idea is.) I hopefully quieted her with this:
“Which is exactly why I have formulated my new plan!”
“What plan?”
I pointed dramatically at the softball team in the distance.
FLASH
I walked up to their captain with my retinue in tow. She knew who I was, and guarded herself accordingly.
“...And that's the story! So, let us use your equipment and the track field!” I yelled.
The captain looked at me funny. “Um... You didn't tell us any story to begin with. You just came over here and (the rest is cut because I don't care).”
Honestly, she doesn't have the right to talk. Please? Girls? Playing baseball? They should go back to water polo and beach volleyball. Sigh... I'll have to make it more obvious... why do I always have to deal with idiots?
“Exactly!” I boomed. “Which is why I propose a trade!” I grabbed the suit-clad Mitsuuru-kun and shoved him in the softball team's faces. “One, high-quality butler for your softball equipment! Sure, he still needs a bit of house training, but soon he'll be accustomed to all your needs, however perverted they might be!”
Bwa ha ha, no girl could resist something this adorable. Come on, Mitsuuru-kun. Make a cute pose for everyone. No, I'm not actually planning to trade you away, I'll just steal you back when they're not looking. There's no need to fear being raped by actually I could film that and make lots of money. Maybe I'll let them have you for a few days, eh?
The softball team, meanwhile, looked on in disbelief. Or arousal, I couldn't tell.
Someone touched my arm softly. It was Kyon.
“Hmm? What is it? Can't you see I'm trying to conduct a business transaction here?”
She averted her gaze. “Please, just... let me deal with this... So stop, okay...?”
...
...
...That. I can't say no to that face of hers.
“W-well, I suppose if you can offer something better than this fine specimen, sure, you can...”
Kyon took the softball team off into the distance, where I couldn't see them clearly.
...What is she doing...?
Gasp! Could she be servicing them in Mitsuuru-kun's place!? God damn it, I'm going over there! I want--
Koizumi-san grabbed me by the arms. “I don't think you should interrupt them when they're discussing important things, Suzumiya-san!”
You're right, Koizumi-san. I'm sorry. I'll try to restrain myself in future.
This resolve didn't last very long, since the first thing I said to Kyon when she got back was “That didn't take long. Did you offer them your body!?” For that, I received a foot to the shin.
And then we had a training montage, in which I hit a thousand balls, Mitsuuru-kun went to the Nurse's Office, and we became the best team ever.
FLASH
This isn't going the way I'd hoped at all.
I mean, sure, Mitsuuru-kun brought in this guy from his class named Tsuruya... he was almost as big as I was, and he, too, seemed to regard Mitsuuru-kun as an interesting diversion. I initially thought that a new challenger had appeared, but within ten minutes we were best friends, even calling each other “Haru-kun” and “Tsuu-kun”. He's that kind of guy.
And The Whore and The Slut were there, as expected... fortunately, Tsuu-kun attracted most of their attention, so for once they weren't making mournful eyes at me and wishing I had a personality they could approve of. ...I still pinched Taniguchi's ass as I walked by, though, just to piss her off.
No, the real problem was that Kyon had brought her little brother along in lieu of someone would could actually play softball without being laughed at.
"Exactly what were you on?” I yelled at her. “Look at that thing, you're actually going to let him play baseball?" You're a terrible sibling!
But, in the end, there wasn't anyone else, so we had to use the little-- well, he's kind of cool in a way. He reminds me of myself when I was his age. Don't you worry, Kyon! I'll be sure to be a terrible influence on him, and he'll soon grow up to be exactly like me. This is part of my master plan to surround you with clones of myself so that when it comes time to get married, you'll definitely choose me, hahahahaha!
What a delicious plan. But the plan that's happening right now is in jeopardy thanks to a small child! Damn children! Always getting in my way!
FLASH
Our opponents are decided by random draw, so I figure, with my luck, we out to get pansy teams the whole way through the tournament, right?
Hah, and I was right! We got the local college softball team, the Kamigahara Somethings. They're all girls.
They'll never stand up to our manly team of might that is composed of over half men! I explained this to Kyon, who was wearing an apprehensive expression. I wanted to give her a hug, but I restrained myself.
FLASH
...
This sucks.
We are losing. To a team of girls.
It's all Mitsuuru-kun's fault.
God this sucks. Really, really, sucks.
FLASH
We need more motivation, so I dragged Kyon behind the bleachers and tried to suggest that she wear this cheerleading outfit I procured yesterday for just such an eventuality. (Big words are fun.)
“No.”
Well, that didn't work. Hmm.
I dragged Mitsuuru behind the bleachers instead, and broraped him and myself into male cheerleading uniforms.
“Listen to our song!” I shouted to everyone who would listen. This wonderful performance ought to give our team some proper motivation!
...There's no way this is gonna work...
FLASH
It... actually did...?
Somehow, as a result of seeing us both look like total morons, even people like Kyon's Brother and The Slut, who formerly couldn't hit crap, were hitting them way out of the park!
Holy crap this is awesome! Such is the power of motivation! Even I felt it.... it was like that bat was swinging all by itself! Man, I'm good!
FLASH
Unfortunately, our motivation was flagging, as was our general performance. Just as I was about to have Mitsuuru-kun and myself start cheering again, I felt a hand touch my arm again.
“Hmm? What is it? Do you wanna wear that cheerleader uniform after all?” After all, I bought it for you.
Kyon shifted nervously and kept stealing glances at me. ...I knew she was trying to be cute on purpose, but I didn't care.
“Hey, um, Haruki... will you let me pitch, please? Despite how I look, I'm actually pretty good at baseball. Unless, of course, you don't think I'm good enough to replace someone as, um... strong and, um, powerful... as you...”
...What is this? It's like... A feeling... she's so obviously just trying to get something out of me, since she's a horrible actor, but... I feel so... lightheaded...
“Of course you can pitch, Kyon!” I clap her on the shoulder, and she winces. I'm not going to let her get away with just taking my spot for free, though. “But you have to wear this cheerleader's uniform while doing so.”
I almost said 'And I get to watch you change into it', but I decided to be mature for once.
Five minutes later, as I was helping Yuuki change into the catcher's gear, Kyon exited the nearby portable washroom and walked over the pitchers mound, blushing furiously.
“Hey, be sure to say 'Fight on~!' every once in a while!”
She threw a practice pitch... straight at my head.
FLASH
Somehow, we won, through the power of cheerleading, friendship, and my excellent leadership.
Well, actually it was because Kyon is somehow the greatest pitcher alive, and Yuuki can throw a ball at five billion kilometers per hour. But I digress.
I was all pumped to go on to our next match, but...
“Isn't this enough? You've had your fun, right?” Kyon was being cute again in her cheerleader uniform, and this time she wasn't faking it.
...Sure, whatever. We're done. Koizumi-san left to what she said was 'family issues', so I would have had to drag in some random schmoe from the audience anyway.
And then we all went to a restaurant and lived happily ever after.
FLASH
I'm bored!
I kicked open the door and was greeted by everyone's surprised faces. Well, Kyon looked more pissed than surprised, but that was pretty normal.
Maybe THIS news will put a smile on your face!
I waved around the fliers that had inspired this week's stupid idea:
“I found something else for us to do, guys! Should it be soccer, or American football?”
When I'm around, the fun never stops! Just so long as I don't have something to do!
But really now. Is it too much to ask for you guys to keep me entertained? What else do I keep you around for?
Besides you, Kyon. I'll never get bored of you.
Nice scene. As usuall, I loved Haruki's toughts.
I would like to comment more, but I have no time.
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Originally Posted by Roger Rambo
And it really doesn't make sense for Kunikida...who has barely interacted with Haruki.
I agree here, mostly.
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Originally Posted by Kaisos Erranon
Haruhi considers Taniguchi a stalker, and has spoken out against him on multiple occasions. Here, Tani-chan is the reason Haruki really started to hate women. (lol five minutes)
I can see Taniguchi being the reason Haruhi hates men too.
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Originally Posted by Kaisos Erranon
He condemns her by association, as well as her fangirling over anything remotely attractive. If Kyonko wasn't part of his brigade/he wasn't in love with her, he'd probably refer to her as "That Bitch Kyon".
I agree with Rambo here. I doubt Haruki even think on Kunikida. Not even to give her a shit name. Maybe something like "that other girl who tag along the whore Taniguchi"
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Originally Posted by Kaisos Erranon
I try to avoid mentioning Western cartoons too much, since I doubt Haruki would have heard of them.
While I think you are right, I wonder if tehre are some Wester cartoons that are know on Japan? If so, Schooby would be one of then wouldn`t it? It is pretty famous, after all.
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Originally Posted by Kaisos Erranon
No, seriously, if you think it's bad I'll change it. That's why I post these up here in the first place.
I also have an odd fealling about that. After your explanation I don`t really think too ooc Haruki nicknaming Taniguchi. But, as I said, I doubt he even aknowledge Kunikida. Maybe you can make a joke with that (as she being non-existent for him).
Oh, well, see you all somewhere in a few days. I am in Orland right now and it was a pain just to find this crappy internet cafe, but it is too away from the hotel (the internet of the hotel is absurdelly expensive). See ya
I am always here; ever-vigilant. Waiting.... Watching....
Also, while in rare instances a conversation will spark inspiration, most of the time I talk with Kaisos and Danchou about how they want a particular scene. So, if a Kamina pose is something they want, I'll do it; if it's not, I won't, since they're the directors.
I am always here; ever-vigilant. Waiting.... Watching....
Also, while in rare instances a conversation will spark inspiration, most of the time I talk with Kaisos and Danchou about how they want a particular scene. So, if a Kamina pose is something they want, I'll do it; if it's not, I won't, since they're the directors.
I think we do want a Kamina pose, yeah. It would definitely help with art discussion if you'd spend some goddamn time on MSN, though.
I really dislike this hammer. I find lap stick humor very stupid. I kinda like the drill idea, tough. Kyon being pierced by a literal drill from behind by Haruhi would be funny.
Am I the only other person who actually likes the idea?
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Originally Posted by Heatth
I agree with Rambo here. I doubt Haruki even think on Kunikida. Not even to give her a shit name. Maybe something like "that other girl who tag along the whore Taniguchi"
So... How about instead, he calls them What's Her Face and The Ugly One? (Note: OBVIOUS joke. )
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Spoiler for September the Seventh, Day 6: Morning:
This Really Isn't a Date!
My alarm is going off.
Kyon: Nnnngh.
It's five-thirty, and so is far, far earlier than I usually wake up on weekends. Curse my normal sleep schedule.
Ugggghh... I didn't get to sleep last night until much later than I intended, so I feel like total crap... But this will all be worth it to get one over Haruhi.
Whenever I try to show her up, something always goes wrong, but today, I'm going to succeed. Not even Haruhi would arrive at the meeting place over three hours early. She loves her sleep too much.
Sneaking downstairs after throwing together a semblance of an outfit, I prepare a quick breakfast of unbuttered toast while writing a note for my mother and sister.
Definitely no way Haruhi got there before me.
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[Scene: Kitaguchi Station]
Even at six AM, this place is bustling... such is living in a city like this, I suppose.
It seems as though I'm the first one to arrive, too. My calculations were correct. Now I'll see if Haruhi actually is the first one to arrive when we do these things, or whether she's just managed to figure out when I usually show up and arrive only a few minutes beforehand.
Today, I'm going to make you pay for my lunch, Haruhi!
However, since I apparently cannot have nice things, I backed into someone while I was looking around, distracted.
Haruhi: Hey, watch it!
Kyon: Oh, don't tell me...
It's Haruhi, looking quite literally like something the cat dragged in.
Haruhi: ...
Kyon: ...So you got up this early too, huh?
Haruhi: What are you doing here!?
Kyon: You're the one who told me to come here! And before you ask, I only came this early because you're never here three hours beforehand!
Haruhi: What time did you get here?
Kyon: About five minutes ago.
Haruhi: Tch.
Haruhi looks more tired than I feel... she's dressed up a bit more than necessary, and she'd obviously spent quite a long time making herself look nice... I wonder what time she got up?
Haruhi: Whatever, I guess you don't get the triple penalty, since you were here before me. Anyway, more importantly, since we're both here, we can get a head start. Let's go!
She grabs my wrist and pulls.
Kyon: Hey, hold on, aren't we gonna wait for the others?
Haruhi: Others...? It's just us two today. What, Kyon, did you forget? They had plans this weekend, or something like that.
Kyon: ...
So, it's just like last spring, eh? You know, Haruhi, you did cleverly suggest on the phone last night that the others would be here, perhaps thinking that I might refuse to come if they weren't... in other words, this sounds suspiciously like you organized this just to get us to--
Haruhi: Kyon. I can tell by the look on your face that you're not taking this seriously at all. This is a search for mysterious events! You're not on a date here! HMPH HMPH HMPH You've gotta keep your eyes open and your head out of the clouds! It's because of your attitude that nothing cool ever shows up. Now come on! We're going to look around town until the stores open.
...Until stores open up? Exactly what are we going to be doing today? This really does sound like a d-- waaaagh!
She yanks at my arm with the strength of ten horses, and I stumble after her into the morning sunlight.
This post will be edited tomorrow with the other five scenes; I'm sick and I also have school in the morning.
I thought the outline said Haruhi beat him there... oh well, guess Kyon's gotta catch a break at some point.
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Spoiler for September the Seventh, Day 6: Morning:
This Really Isn't a Date!
My alarm is going off.
Kyon: Nnnngh.
It's five-thirty, and so is far, far earlier than I usually wake up on weekends. Curse my normal sleep schedule.
Ugggghh... I didn't get to sleep last night until much later than I intended, so I feel like total crap... But this will all be worth it to get one over Haruhi.
Whenever I try to show her up, something always goes wrong, but today, I'm going to succeed. Not even Haruhi would arrive at the meeting place over three hours early. She loves her sleep too much.
Sneaking downstairs after throwing together a semblance of an outfit, I prepare a quick breakfast of unbuttered toast while writing a note for my mother and sister.
Definitely no way Haruhi got there before me.
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[Scene: Kitaguchi Station]
Even at six AM, this place is bustling... such is living in a city like this, I suppose.
It seems as though I'm the first one to arrive, too. My calculations were correct. Now I'll see if Haruhi actually is the first one to arrive when we do these things, or whether she's just managed to figure out when I usually show up and arrive only a few minutes beforehand.
Today, I'm going to make you pay for my lunch, Haruhi!
However, since I apparently cannot have nice things, I backed into someone while I was looking around, distracted.
Haruhi: Hey, watch it!
Kyon: Oh, don't tell me...
It's Haruhi, looking quite literally like something the cat dragged in.
Haruhi: ...
Kyon: ...So you got up this early too, huh?
Haruhi: What are you doing here!?
Kyon: You're the one who told me to come here! And before you ask, I only came this early because you're never here three hours beforehand!
Haruhi: What time did you get here?
Kyon: About five minutes ago.
Haruhi: Tch.
Haruhi looks more tired than I feel... she's dressed up a bit more than necessary, and she'd obviously spent quite a long time making herself look nice... I wonder what time she got up?
Haruhi: Whatever, I guess you don't get the triple penalty, since you were here before me. Anyway, more importantly, since we're both here, we can get a head start. Let's go!
She grabs my wrist and pulls.
Kyon: Hey, hold on, aren't we gonna wait for the others?
Haruhi: Others...? It's just us two today. What, Kyon, did you forget? They had plans this weekend, or something like that.
Kyon: ...
So, it's just like last spring, eh? You know, Haruhi, you did cleverly suggest on the phone last night that the others would be here, perhaps thinking that I might refuse to come if they weren't... in other words, this sounds suspiciously like you organized this just to get us to--
Haruhi: Kyon. I can tell by the look on your face that you're not taking this seriously at all. This is a search for mysterious events! You're not on a date here! HMPH HMPH HMPH You've gotta keep your eyes open and your head out of the clouds! It's because of your attitude that nothing cool ever shows up. Now come on! We're going to look around town until the stores open.
...Until stores open up? Exactly what are we going to be doing today? This really does sound like a d-- waaaagh!
She yanks at my arm with the strength of ten horses, and I stumble after her into the morning sunlight.
This post will be edited tomorrow with the other five scenes; I'm sick and I also have school in the morning.
Kyon is a wooden block if he can't pick up on that. Either that or he's just trying his hardest to avoid picking up signals. Seriously, I don't think even in the novels he picks up signals about love.
All the same, I love the Haruhi interaction here. She's gonna look cute sleep-deprived and trying to be genki at the same time
Kyon is a wooden block if he can't pick up on that. Either that or he's just trying his hardest to avoid picking up signals. Seriously, I don't think even in the novels he picks up signals about love.
All the same, I love the Haruhi interaction here. She's gonna look cute sleep-deprived and trying to be genki at the same time
Yeah, I would like to see Haruhi's sleep deprived face.
Am I the only other person who actually likes the idea?
So... How about instead, he calls them What's Her Face and The Ugly One? (Note: OBVIOUS joke. )
God, I suck. It took me roughly an hour before I finally figured out what you were referencing. But yeah, that is perfect.
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Fuck me, this is all I have for tonight.
Spoiler for September the Seventh, Day 6: Morning:
This Really Isn't a Date!
My alarm is going off.
Kyon: Nnnngh.
It's five-thirty, and so is far, far earlier than I usually wake up on weekends. Curse my normal sleep schedule.
Ugggghh... I didn't get to sleep last night until much later than I intended, so I feel like total crap... But this will all be worth it to get one over Haruhi.
Whenever I try to show her up, something always goes wrong, but today, I'm going to succeed. Not even Haruhi would arrive at the meeting place over three hours early. She loves her sleep too much.
Sneaking downstairs after throwing together a semblance of an outfit, I prepare a quick breakfast of unbuttered toast while writing a note for my mother and sister.
Definitely no way Haruhi got there before me.
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[Scene: Kitaguchi Station]
Even at six AM, this place is bustling... such is living in a city like this, I suppose.
It seems as though I'm the first one to arrive, too. My calculations were correct. Now I'll see if Haruhi actually is the first one to arrive when we do these things, or whether she's just managed to figure out when I usually show up and arrive only a few minutes beforehand.
Today, I'm going to make you pay for my lunch, Haruhi!
However, since I apparently cannot have nice things, I backed into someone while I was looking around, distracted.
Haruhi: Hey, watch it!
Kyon: Oh, don't tell me...
It's Haruhi, looking quite literally like something the cat dragged in.
Haruhi: ...
Kyon: ...So you got up this early too, huh?
Haruhi: What are you doing here!?
Kyon: You're the one who told me to come here! And before you ask, I only came this early because you're never here three hours beforehand!
Haruhi: What time did you get here?
Kyon: About five minutes ago.
Haruhi: Tch.
Haruhi looks more tired than I feel... she's dressed up a bit more than necessary, and she'd obviously spent quite a long time making herself look nice... I wonder what time she got up?
Haruhi: Whatever, I guess you don't get the triple penalty, since you were here before me. Anyway, more importantly, since we're both here, we can get a head start. Let's go!
She grabs my wrist and pulls.
Kyon: Hey, hold on, aren't we gonna wait for the others?
Haruhi: Others...? It's just us two today. What, Kyon, did you forget? They had plans this weekend, or something like that.
Kyon: ...
So, it's just like last spring, eh? You know, Haruhi, you did cleverly suggest on the phone last night that the others would be here, perhaps thinking that I might refuse to come if they weren't... in other words, this sounds suspiciously like you organized this just to get us to--
Haruhi: Kyon. I can tell by the look on your face that you're not taking this seriously at all. This is a search for mysterious events! You're not on a date here! HMPH HMPH HMPH You've gotta keep your eyes open and your head out of the clouds! It's because of your attitude that nothing cool ever shows up. Now come on! We're going to look around town until the stores open.
...Until stores open up? Exactly what are we going to be doing today? This really does sound like a d-- waaaagh!
She yanks at my arm with the strength of ten horses, and I stumble after her into the morning sunlight.
This post will be edited tomorrow with the other five scenes; I'm sick and I also have school in the morning.
Don't fret Kaisos, we understand.
Anyway, good scene, though I was surprised at how short it was. Though thinking back now you did say that Day 6 would be short. I guess I just didn't realize how short you meant. But whatever.
Looking foward to the rest.
Edit: Just out of curiosity (and don't answer if you don't want to), but will there be equivalent Morning, Noon, etc. scenes for True and Hijack Day 6? I would presume this to be the case for True Day 6, though Hijack...
Edit: Just out of curiosity (and don't answer if you don't want to), but will there be equivalent Morning, Noon, etc. scenes for True and Hijack Day 6? I would presume this to be the case for True Day 6, though Hijack...
True, yes, as for Hijack, that's still in the planning phases so I have no idea.
Also I'M A DUMBASS I FORGOT THAT IT WAS RAINING.
Spoiler for September the Seventh, Day 6: Morning- IT'S RAINING DON'T FORGET:
This Really Isn't a Date!
My alarm is going off.
Kyon: Nnnngh.
It's five-thirty, and so is far, far earlier than I usually wake up on weekends. Curse my normal sleep schedule.
Ugggghh... I didn't get to sleep last night until much later than I intended, so I feel like total crap... But this will all be worth it to get one over Haruhi.
Whenever I try to show her up, something always goes wrong, but today, I'm going to succeed. Not even Haruhi would arrive at the meeting place over three hours early. She loves her sleep too much.
But... when I look outside, I see that it's raining. Strange for this time of year. ...Would Haruhi still go out to search for mysterious events in this weather? Never mind, of course she would.
Sneaking downstairs after throwing together a semblance of an outfit and grabbing my umbrella, I prepare a quick breakfast of unbuttered toast while writing a note for my mother and sister.
Definitely no way Haruhi got there before me.
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[Scene: Kitaguchi Station]
Even at six AM, this place is bustling... such is living in a city like this, I suppose.
It seems as though I'm the first one to arrive, too. My calculations were correct. Now I'll see if Haruhi actually is the first one to arrive when we do these things, or whether she's just managed to figure out when I usually show up and arrive only a few minutes beforehand.
Today, I'm going to make you pay for my lunch, Haruhi!
However, since I apparently cannot have nice things, I backed into someone while I was looking around, distracted.
Haruhi: Hey, watch it!
Kyon: Oh, don't tell me...
It's Haruhi, both looking quite literally like something the cat dragged in and carrying a hideous pink and yellow umbrella that was probably an unwanted present from some ignorant relative
Haruhi: ...
Kyon: ...So you got up this early too, huh?
Haruhi: What are you doing here!?
Kyon: You're the one who told me to come here! And before you ask, I only came this early because you're never here three hours beforehand!
Haruhi: What time did you get here?
Kyon: About five minutes ago.
Haruhi: Tch.
Haruhi looks more tired than I feel... she's dressed up a bit more than necessary, and she'd obviously spent quite a long time making herself look nice... I wonder what time she got up?
Haruhi: Whatever, I guess you don't get the triple penalty, since you were here before me. Anyway, more importantly, since we're both here, we can get a head start. Let's go!
Closing that ugly umbrella, she grabs my wrist and pulls.
Kyon: Hey, hold on, aren't we gonna wait for the others?
Haruhi: Others...? It's just us two today. What, Kyon, did you forget? They had plans this weekend, or something like that.
Kyon: ...
So, it's just like last spring, eh? You know, Haruhi, you did cleverly suggest on the phone last night that the others would be here, perhaps thinking that I might refuse to come if they weren't... in other words, this sounds suspiciously like you organized this just to get us to--
Haruhi: Kyon. I can tell by the look on your face that you're not taking this seriously at all. This is a search for mysterious events! You're not on a date here! HMPH HMPH HMPH You've gotta keep your eyes open and your head out of the clouds! It's because of your attitude that nothing cool ever shows up. Now come on! We're going to look around town until the stores open.
...Until stores open up? Exactly what are we going to be doing today? And under a single umbrella? This really does sound like a d-- waaaagh!
She yanks at my arm with the strength of ten horses, and I stumble after her into the thickening rain.
Radiant Smile
My alarm is ringing in my ears, as is the pitter-patter of rain.
...Uggh, why did I set it this early again? I hit it a few times to shut it off
Later, after what seems like ages, I hear the doorbell ring.
...
...
...Asahina-san! I forgot!
Five minutes later, after throwing on a semblance of an outfit, I found Asahina-san downstairs, chatting happily with my family. Well, with my sister, at least; my mother is observing her with extreme suspicion for some reason.
Kyon: I'm sorry, Asahina-san, I must have slept through my alarm...
Mikuru: It's fine, I don't mind waiting.
Sister: That's not true, Mikuru-chan! Kyon-kun turned the alarm off himself. I heard him do it.
Stop trying to sabotage me, you delightful little--
Kyon: W-well, we had better get going... Time flies, you know, hahaha...
Asahina-san bows to my mother.
Mikuru: It was nice talking to you.
My mother bows curtly in return and then pulls me aside. ...I was only able to leave after I had convinced her that no, Asahina-san was not an escort of any kind and yes, she was a school friend, yes you've met her before, don't you remember, why are you so surprised that I'm spending my Sunday with a girl like this, what do you mean she's far too good for me?
Kyon: Pant, pant...
Mikuru: I think your mother's a really nice person, Kyon-kun.
Kyon: What did you say to her...?
Mikuru: Eh? Nothing special...
Ah, never mind. If anyone were to hear Asahina-san speak, they'd know instantly she's a flawless and pure individual. No wonder my mother reacted like that... but does she have to have such a low opinion of me?
By the way, Asahina-san is wearing a very fetching orange and yellow one-piece. Although it's similar to things I've seen her wear before, this is the first time I've laid eyes on this particular dress. ...Did she buy this specifically for today?
Furthermore, since I intentionally couldn't find an umbrella, she offered to let me share hers... I don't deserve to be this lucky.
Kyon: So, uh, where will we be going today? Did you have anywhere special in mind, or...?
Mikuru: No, um... it would be nice if we could avoid the riverbank, though. It's not really that kind of weather today anyway...
Since that area seems to be Haruhi's stomping grounds, right... We don't want to have to deal with that again.
We should probably hang around the center of town, where there's lots of people, and since it's raining, we might as well go to the mall again. She probably won't be able to track us through a crowd. Probably.
Mikuru: Even still, I hope Suzumiya-san won't find out we've been on a date-- ah! Um... I didn't mean... that...
Did... she just say that? She said the word, didn't she? You heard her, right? She said “date”... She said it... I'm... so happy...
Mikuru: Ah! Kyon-kun, are you all right? Should I call the ambulance again? Kyon-kun!
I'm... flying...
She's All Right
That girl's allllllll riiiiiiiight... with me...
My alarm is going off.
Kyon: Nnnngh.
It's morning, it seems... I suppose I should head to over to Nagato's. ...Since I'm not touching those damned headphones with my bare hands, I suppose I'll have to lug my box all the way over to her apartment.
But... when I look outside, I see that it's raining. Strange for this time of year. ...How am I going to carry a box, bicycle, and hold an umbrella all at the same time...?
I'll have to manage somehow.
Sneaking downstairs after throwing together a semblance of an outfit, I prepare a quick breakfast of unbuttered toast while writing a note for my mother and sister.
It's time to get rid of this curse.
[Scene: Outside Yuki's Apartment Complex]
I buzz Nagato's apartment. Someone picks up without saying a word.
Kyon: Nagato? It's me. Can you let me in?
Yuki: ...
The doors unlock.
Kyon: Thanks.
When I enter the room,
Kyon: Sorry for intruding...
I'm struck by the appearance of the person inside it.
Unlike yesterday, she's sitting calmly at her table, reading what is probably one of the books I helped her bring home, as though nothing happened last month at all, as though she was perfectly all right again.
That's good, then.
Kyon: Yo.
She looks up, gives an imperceptible nod, then goes back to her book.
Kyon: So, uh...
I hold up the steel box containing my past.
Kyon: They're in here. Where should I...?
Yuki: Table.
Kyon: Right.
Placing the box in the very centre of the table, I sit across from Nagato and wait for her to finish.
Kyon: Sorry about calling you up like that last night... I really appreciate this.
I don't know what she's really going to do, but... she isn't really going to perform an exorcism, right? I was mostly joking. Sort of.
Yuki: I have said before.
She looks up.
Yuki: Do not thank me.
“You may live to regret it.”
She closes the book, and I can finally see the title of what she'd been reading... It's a foreign book, and it appears to be in a language other than English. Latin, maybe?
...Rituale Romanum?
...
Well, at least she's done her research.
Professor Itsuko's Love-Love Attack
Tonk.
Kyon: Nnnngh.
Tonk.
My head... really hurts.
Tonk.
My back hurts a hell of a lot more, since I seem to have passed out on the floor again... was it the headphones again?
Tonk.
No, it couldn't be, I locked them in a box. No, wait, I was going to lock them in a box. They're still on my bed. But that isn't why I fainted.
Tonk.
My face... hurts most of all. Upon touching it, I remember why.
BANG.
I also remember why I passed out. I remember it all.
Tonk.
What is that noise...?
Tonk.
I open my eyes.
Tonk.
I see... someone is throwing rocks at my window. Also, it appears to be raining.
...Why does that seem familiar?
Tonk.
Fine, fine. I'll open it up.
...It's nearly noon according to my clock, so perhaps my mother and sister went out again... which might mean that it's Haruhi trying to get inside.
Maybe opening the window wouldn't be the best idea after all...
Tonk.
Sigh... right. I push myself to my feet, wincing from the pain every-which-where.
Opening the sliding window, I step out onto the balcony, and am immediately engulfed by a light rain.
Smack.
Another rock, a rather decent-sized one this time, hit me in the cheek. Right in the scar.
Kyon: Ow! God, ow!
Itsuko: Ah, you're finally awake. I'm sorry, I would have used larger rocks, but I didn't want to attract too much attention.
It's her.
She's wearing the same clothes as yesterday, but with theaddition of a rose madder hoodie and a frilly pink umbrella that can't be very good at keeping the rain off of her. In fact, she is indeed rather wet, so much that I can see through her thin blouse... what she's wearing underneath appears to be magenta.
Does this girl like pink, or what?
[Note: I have always wanted to use the words “rose madder” in a sentence. God I love Itsuko.]
No, wait, that's not what's important at all. Not at all.
Kyon: What the hell are you doing here?
Itsuko: Ah, well, to be honest, I didn't intend to contact you again until Monday, but since the circumstances have changed, I thought--
Kyon: That's not what I meant! Why are you at my house? Haven't you done enough damage already?
I gesture wildly at my face, and she seems to notice it for the first time.
Itsuko: .........Didn't I warn you to not take the bandage off...? We might not be able to fix that, you know.
Kyon: That's not the point!
I'm irrationally angry. I need to calm down and think.
Kyon: This is a gunshot wound. Nothing else I can think of would do this. You shot me in the face!
Itsuko: ...That may be true, and if it is I apologize. Now, if you would please let me inside your house so we can--
Kyon: Why don't you let yourself in? You got in just fine yesterday to leave me your friend's headphones.
Itsuko: ...What?
Kyon: The headphones. The ones you confiscated? They wound up on my pillow last night with a note from you.
Itsuko: That's impossible. They were right where I left them this morning. ...Are you sure the bullet didn't to into your head?
Ignoring all safety procedures I'd set up for myself, I step back inside, pick up the headphones and the fox woman's note, and throw them off the balcony.
Koizumi-san spends a few minutes reading that eerie letter and examining the yellow devil's instrument before responding.
Itsuko: This is extraordinary. Regardless, I can assure you I didn't write this. It isn't my handwriting.
Kyon: Why should I believe you?
Itsuko: That's an excellent question. You can't. Perhaps if you let me inside, I could attempt to offer proof...?
Kyon: Well, I'm sorry, Koizumi-san,
She flinches noticeably.
Kyon: But I can't even consider that possibility. After all, how do I know you won't shoot me again? ...Please, just get out of my yard.
And with that, I turn on my heel, close the the window, turn off the lights, and flop into bed.
Tonk.
Existentialism- Only One World
I wake up to someone poking me in the side.
Kyon: Ngh it's too early go away.
I didn't manage to get much sleep last night to due to the unfortunate (from my perspective) condition of having a girl about my age in the same room.
Nayuki: Hey, wake up.
Kyon: ...Nnn.
When I open my eyes, I see Nayuki standing over me, still in my oversized pyjamas. She looks worried about something.
Kyon: ...Did anyone ever tell you wearing clothes that are too big for you makes you look really cute...?
When I start talking like this, it's a sign that I need to go back to sleep. So I do.
Nayuki: H-hey! You can't say something that embarassing and then just roll over! Get up and talk to me!
She kicks me in the back.
Kyon: Ow-- fine, sure, whatever.
Yawning, I hoist myself to my feet. Sleeping on the floor is very uncomfortable and horrible for my poor back.
Well, now that the bed is unoccupied...
Nayuki yells at me when I try to fall onto it, however, so I'm forced to sit beside her on the edge of the bed and listen to whatever she has to say. ...This really is just like being around Haruhi, except a Haruhi who is more violent and possibly somewhat cute. I don't know, it must be the fatigue getting to me or something.
It's also about this time that I notice the rain. ...Strange, I don't remember anything like that in the forecast.
Nayuki: I've never liked the rain.
She shivers.
Nayuki: For some reason, it makes me feel... ill...
Kyon: So what did you want to talk about?
If you don't hurry up, I might just fall over onto my wonderfully comfortable bed and be lost in the land of slumber until such a time when my body feels ready to experience the day.
Nayuki: ...Have you ever thought that maybe you might not really exist?
...
...This is heavy stuff for this early in the morning.
Kyon: Well, no... I guess not... I don't think it's really possible to question one's existence. I mean, there was a philosopher who said once that we exist because we're capable of thinking about existence, or something like that.
Descartes, was it...? I wouldn't worry about it, anyway. There are more important things in life, like getting a good night's rest...
Nayuki breathes as sigh of what seems to be relief. Was it really that comforting?
Nayuki: Then... Hey, I don't really know how I should put this, but, have you ever thought about what it would be like to meet someone from another dimension?
This is a very random set of questions we have today. Why do I have have to listen to these again? Please, couldn't we just talk about this later? After I get more rest? It's only seven-thirty, this isn't a school day, leave me alone...
She's looking at me expectantly. ...Since when did I become her debate partner?
Sigh. She's far better at being cute when she's not intending to be. I think a lot of guys would do absolutely anything for her if she always made faces like this.
Kyon: To tell you the truth, I have, actually.
It was about a week ago that I was thinking about stuff like this. ...The idea might have come up in my stream of consciousness.
Kyon: In fact, I seem to remember thinking about what it would be like to meet another 'me' from another universe... I don't usually entertain fantasies like that anymore, but it was a compelling one.
Nayuki: .......Well, that makes it easy, then. I need to--
Sister: Kyon-kun~, who are you talking to in there? I know I heard a girl's voice this time.
Kyon: Crap!
The doorknob starts rattling, but she can't get past the blockade that consists of my single chair. So far, everything is going well. Maybe she'll just lose interest or assume I'm watching television.
Sister: Mom! Kyon-kun blocked his door again~!
Kyon: Crap!
I turn to Nayuki, who I've just realized must be a lot more tired than I had previously thought... but there isn't time for that now.
Kyon: We have to get you out of here quickly, and not through that door. I won't be able to hold them off for long.
We're talking in hushed voices, I believe I should mention.
Nayuki: ...What's the point? Wouldn't it be easier if they just found out about me? I'd at least get the room to myself.
Kyon: What do you mean, get the room to yourself?
Nayuki: Well, you'd be sleeping on the couch, right?
I want to come up with a witty retort, but we really don't have the time.
If my mother finds out that I've snuck a homeless girl into the house, not only will she disapprove, she'll also tell the neighbours about it. This information will then wind its way, slowly and surely, to the ever-listening ears of Haruhi Suzumiya. And if that happens, I'm dead. We're all dead.
Kyon: So, you're going to take these clothes I just grabbed for you, go out onto the balcony, and climb down the trellis.
She glares at me.
Nayuki: That'll never hold a person's weight.
Kyon: Not a normal person, but you look light enough.
Nayuki: What is that supposed to--
My mother is at the door.
Nayuki: Just hurry up, please.
She dashes out my window without another word, as I release my blockade and begin the process of pacifying a curious family.
Morning
I woke up.
It was nearly noon.
I ate breakfast.
Morning ended.
Only twelve hours remained.
Finally done goddamn.
Well, that's like a third of they day complete. Progress is going well.
True, yes, as for Hijack, that's still in the planning phases so I have no idea.
Ah, I see. Anyway, thank you for answering.
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Also I'M A DUMBASS I FORGOT THAT IT WAS RAINING.
NEVAR FORGET.
Anyway, my thoughts on the scenes.
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Originally Posted by Kaisos Erranon
Spoiler for September the Seventh, Day 6: Morning: This Really Isn't a Date!:
This Really Isn't a Date!
My alarm is going off.
Kyon: Nnnngh.
It's five-thirty, and so is far, far earlier than I usually wake up on weekends. Curse my normal sleep schedule.
Ugggghh... I didn't get to sleep last night until much later than I intended, so I feel like total crap... But this will all be worth it to get one over Haruhi.
Whenever I try to show her up, something always goes wrong, but today, I'm going to succeed. Not even Haruhi would arrive at the meeting place over three hours early. She loves her sleep too much.
But... when I look outside, I see that it's raining. Strange for this time of year. ...Would Haruhi still go out to search for mysterious events in this weather? Never mind, of course she would.
Sneaking downstairs after throwing together a semblance of an outfit and grabbing my umbrella, I prepare a quick breakfast of unbuttered toast while writing a note for my mother and sister.
Definitely no way Haruhi got there before me.
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[Scene: Kitaguchi Station]
Even at six AM, this place is bustling... such is living in a city like this, I suppose.
It seems as though I'm the first one to arrive, too. My calculations were correct. Now I'll see if Haruhi actually is the first one to arrive when we do these things, or whether she's just managed to figure out when I usually show up and arrive only a few minutes beforehand.
Today, I'm going to make you pay for my lunch, Haruhi!
However, since I apparently cannot have nice things, I backed into someone while I was looking around, distracted.
Haruhi: Hey, watch it!
Kyon: Oh, don't tell me...
It's Haruhi, both looking quite literally like something the cat dragged in and carrying a hideous pink and yellow umbrella that was probably an unwanted present from some ignorant relative
Haruhi: ...
Kyon: ...So you got up this early too, huh?
Haruhi: What are you doing here!?
Kyon: You're the one who told me to come here! And before you ask, I only came this early because you're never here three hours beforehand!
Haruhi: What time did you get here?
Kyon: About five minutes ago.
Haruhi: Tch.
Haruhi looks more tired than I feel... she's dressed up a bit more than necessary, and she'd obviously spent quite a long time making herself look nice... I wonder what time she got up?
Haruhi: Whatever, I guess you don't get the triple penalty, since you were here before me. Anyway, more importantly, since we're both here, we can get a head start. Let's go!
Closing that ugly umbrella, she grabs my wrist and pulls.
Kyon: Hey, hold on, aren't we gonna wait for the others?
Haruhi: Others...? It's just us two today. What, Kyon, did you forget? They had plans this weekend, or something like that.
Kyon: ...
So, it's just like last spring, eh? You know, Haruhi, you did cleverly suggest on the phone last night that the others would be here, perhaps thinking that I might refuse to come if they weren't... in other words, this sounds suspiciously like you organized this just to get us to--
Haruhi: Kyon. I can tell by the look on your face that you're not taking this seriously at all. This is a search for mysterious events! You're not on a date here! HMPH HMPH HMPH You've gotta keep your eyes open and your head out of the clouds! It's because of your attitude that nothing cool ever shows up. Now come on! We're going to look around town until the stores open.
...Until stores open up? Exactly what are we going to be doing today? And under a single umbrella? This really does sound like a d-- waaaagh!
She yanks at my arm with the strength of ten horses, and I stumble after her into the thickening rain.
Yes, Kyon. Yes, it's a date.
...No, you may not kill yourself. Now put the Glock down. Besides, I know someone who's looking for it.
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Originally Posted by Kaisos Erranon
Spoiler for September the Seventh, Day 6: Morning: Radiant Smile:
Radiant Smile
My alarm is ringing in my ears, as is the pitter-patter of rain.
...Uggh, why did I set it this early again? I hit it a few times to shut it off
Later, after what seems like ages, I hear the doorbell ring.
...
...
...Asahina-san! I forgot!
Five minutes later, after throwing on a semblance of an outfit, I found Asahina-san downstairs, chatting happily with my family. Well, with my sister, at least; my mother is observing her with extreme suspicion for some reason.
Kyon: I'm sorry, Asahina-san, I must have slept through my alarm...
Mikuru: It's fine, I don't mind waiting.
Sister: That's not true, Mikuru-chan! Kyon-kun turned the alarm off himself. I heard him do it.
Stop trying to sabotage me, you delightful little--
Kyon: W-well, we had better get going... Time flies, you know, hahaha...
Asahina-san bows to my mother.
Mikuru: It was nice talking to you.
My mother bows curtly in return and then pulls me aside. ...I was only able to leave after I had convinced her that no, Asahina-san was not an escort of any kind and yes, she was a school friend, yes you've met her before, don't you remember, why are you so surprised that I'm spending my Sunday with a girl like this, what do you mean she's far too good for me?
Kyon: Pant, pant...
Mikuru: I think your mother's a really nice person, Kyon-kun.
Kyon: What did you say to her...?
Mikuru: Eh? Nothing special...
Ah, never mind. If anyone were to hear Asahina-san speak, they'd know instantly she's a flawless and pure individual. No wonder my mother reacted like that... but does she have to have such a low opinion of me?
By the way, Asahina-san is wearing a very fetching orange and yellow one-piece. Although it's similar to things I've seen her wear before, this is the first time I've laid eyes on this particular dress. ...Did she buy this specifically for today?
Furthermore, since I intentionally couldn't find an umbrella, she offered to let me share hers... I don't deserve to be this lucky.
Kyon: So, uh, where will we be going today? Did you have anywhere special in mind, or...?
Mikuru: No, um... it would be nice if we could avoid the riverbank, though. It's not really that kind of weather today anyway...
Since that area seems to be Haruhi's stomping grounds, right... We don't want to have to deal with that again.
We should probably hang around the center of town, where there's lots of people, and since it's raining, we might as well go to the mall again. She probably won't be able to track us through a crowd. Probably.
Mikuru: Even still, I hope Suzumiya-san won't find out we've been on a date-- ah! Um... I didn't mean... that...
Did... she just say that? She said the word, didn't she? You heard her, right? She said “date”... She said it... I'm... so happy...
Mikuru: Ah! Kyon-kun, are you all right? Should I call the ambulance again? Kyon-kun!
I'm... flying...
Oh god. Kyon's mother is priceless. Also, I hope Kyon doesn't fly too high, otherwise he'll have a nasty crash at the end of the day.
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Originally Posted by Kaisos Erranon
Spoiler for September the Seventh, Day 6: Morning: She's All Right:
She's All Right
That girl's allllllll riiiiiiiight... with me...
My alarm is going off.
Kyon: Nnnngh.
It's morning, it seems... I suppose I should head to over to Nagato's. ...Since I'm not touching those damned headphones with my bare hands, I suppose I'll have to lug my box all the way over to her apartment.
But... when I look outside, I see that it's raining. Strange for this time of year. ...How am I going to carry a box, bicycle, and hold an umbrella all at the same time...?
I'll have to manage somehow.
Sneaking downstairs after throwing together a semblance of an outfit, I prepare a quick breakfast of unbuttered toast while writing a note for my mother and sister.
It's time to get rid of this curse.
[Scene: Outside Yuki's Apartment Complex]
I buzz Nagato's apartment. Someone picks up without saying a word.
Kyon: Nagato? It's me. Can you let me in?
Yuki: ...
The doors unlock.
Kyon: Thanks.
When I enter the room,
Kyon: Sorry for intruding...
I'm struck by the appearance of the person inside it.
Unlike yesterday, she's sitting calmly at her table, reading what is probably one of the books I helped her bring home, as though nothing happened last month at all, as though she was perfectly all right again.
That's good, then.
Kyon: Yo.
She looks up, gives an imperceptible nod, then goes back to her book.
Kyon: So, uh...
I hold up the steel box containing my past.
Kyon: They're in here. Where should I...?
Yuki: Table.
Kyon: Right.
Placing the box in the very centre of the table, I sit across from Nagato and wait for her to finish.
Kyon: Sorry about calling you up like that last night... I really appreciate this.
I don't know what she's really going to do, but... she isn't really going to perform an exorcism, right? I was mostly joking. Sort of.
Yuki: I have said before.
She looks up.
Yuki: Do not thank me.
“You may live to regret it.”
She closes the book, and I can finally see the title of what she'd been reading... It's a foreign book, and it appears to be in a language other than English. Latin, maybe?
...Rituale Romanum?
...
Well, at least she's done her research.
Nice to see Yuki's back to her normal self.
Also, is the book she's reading supposed to mean "Roman Rituals"? If so, then I believe it should be "Riti Romanorum" (Rituals of the Romans).
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Originally Posted by Kaisos Erranon
Spoiler for September the Seventh, Day 6: Morning: Professor Itsuko's Love-Love Attack:
Professor Itsuko's Love-Love Attack
Tonk.
Kyon: Nnnngh.
Tonk.
My head... really hurts.
Tonk.
My back hurts a hell of a lot more, since I seem to have passed out on the floor again... was it the headphones again?
Tonk.
No, it couldn't be, I locked them in a box. No, wait, I was going to lock them in a box. They're still on my bed. But that isn't why I fainted.
Tonk.
My face... hurts most of all. Upon touching it, I remember why.
BANG.
I also remember why I passed out. I remember it all.
Tonk.
What is that noise...?
Tonk.
I open my eyes.
Tonk.
I see... someone is throwing rocks at my window. Also, it appears to be raining.
...Why does that seem familiar?
Tonk.
Fine, fine. I'll open it up.
...It's nearly noon according to my clock, so perhaps my mother and sister went out again... which might mean that it's Haruhi trying to get inside.
Maybe opening the window wouldn't be the best idea after all...
Tonk.
Sigh... right. I push myself to my feet, wincing from the pain every-which-where.
Opening the sliding window, I step out onto the balcony, and am immediately engulfed by a light rain.
Smack.
Another rock, a rather decent-sized one this time, hit me in the cheek. Right in the scar.
Kyon: Ow! God, ow!
Itsuko: Ah, you're finally awake. I'm sorry, I would have used larger rocks, but I didn't want to attract too much attention.
It's her.
She's wearing the same clothes as yesterday, but with theaddition of a rose madder hoodie and a frilly pink umbrella that can't be very good at keeping the rain off of her. In fact, she is indeed rather wet, so much that I can see through her thin blouse... what she's wearing underneath appears to be magenta.
Does this girl like pink, or what?
[Note: I have always wanted to use the words “rose madder” in a sentence. God I love Itsuko.]
No, wait, that's not what's important at all. Not at all.
Kyon: What the hell are you doing here?
Itsuko: Ah, well, to be honest, I didn't intend to contact you again until Monday, but since the circumstances have changed, I thought--
Kyon: That's not what I meant! Why are you at my house? Haven't you done enough damage already?
I gesture wildly at my face, and she seems to notice it for the first time.
Itsuko: .........Didn't I warn you to not take the bandage off...? We might not be able to fix that, you know.
Kyon: That's not the point!
I'm irrationally angry. I need to calm down and think.
Kyon: This is a gunshot wound. Nothing else I can think of would do this. You shot me in the face!
Itsuko: ...That may be true, and if it is I apologize. Now, if you would please let me inside your house so we can--
Kyon: Why don't you let yourself in? You got in just fine yesterday to leave me your friend's headphones.
Itsuko: ...What?
Kyon: The headphones. The ones you confiscated? They wound up on my pillow last night with a note from you.
Itsuko: That's impossible. They were right where I left them this morning. ...Are you sure the bullet didn't to into your head?
Ignoring all safety procedures I'd set up for myself, I step back inside, pick up the headphones and the fox woman's note, and throw them off the balcony.
Koizumi-san spends a few minutes reading that eerie letter and examining the yellow devil's instrument before responding.
Itsuko: This is extraordinary. Regardless, I can assure you I didn't write this. It isn't my handwriting.
Kyon: Why should I believe you?
Itsuko: That's an excellent question. You can't. Perhaps if you let me inside, I could attempt to offer proof...?
Kyon: Well, I'm sorry, Koizumi-san,
She flinches noticeably.
Kyon: But I can't even consider that possibility. After all, how do I know you won't shoot me again? ...Please, just get out of my yard.
And with that, I turn on my heel, close the the window, turn off the lights, and flop into bed.
Tonk.
...Esper Route is not going to be good for Kyon, neither physically nor mentally.
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Originally Posted by Kaisos Erranon
Spoiler for September the Seventh, Day 6: Morning: Existentalism- Only One World:
Existentialism- Only One World
I wake up to someone poking me in the side.
Kyon: Ngh it's too early go away.
I didn't manage to get much sleep last night to due to the unfortunate (from my perspective) condition of having a girl about my age in the same room.
Nayuki: Hey, wake up.
Kyon: ...Nnn.
When I open my eyes, I see Nayuki standing over me, still in my oversized pyjamas. She looks worried about something.
Kyon: ...Did anyone ever tell you wearing clothes that are too big for you makes you look really cute...?
When I start talking like this, it's a sign that I need to go back to sleep. So I do.
Nayuki: H-hey! You can't say something that embarassing and then just roll over! Get up and talk to me!
She kicks me in the back.
Kyon: Ow-- fine, sure, whatever.
Yawning, I hoist myself to my feet. Sleeping on the floor is very uncomfortable and horrible for my poor back.
Well, now that the bed is unoccupied...
Nayuki yells at me when I try to fall onto it, however, so I'm forced to sit beside her on the edge of the bed and listen to whatever she has to say. ...This really is just like being around Haruhi, except a Haruhi who is more violent and possibly somewhat cute. I don't know, it must be the fatigue getting to me or something.
It's also about this time that I notice the rain. ...Strange, I don't remember anything like that in the forecast.
Nayuki: I've never liked the rain.
She shivers.
Nayuki: For some reason, it makes me feel... ill...
Kyon: So what did you want to talk about?
If you don't hurry up, I might just fall over onto my wonderfully comfortable bed and be lost in the land of slumber until such a time when my body feels ready to experience the day.
Nayuki: ...Have you ever thought that maybe you might not really exist?
...
...This is heavy stuff for this early in the morning.
Kyon: Well, no... I guess not... I don't think it's really possible to question one's existence. I mean, there was a philosopher who said once that we exist because we're capable of thinking about existence, or something like that.
Descartes, was it...? I wouldn't worry about it, anyway. There are more important things in life, like getting a good night's rest...
Nayuki breathes as sigh of what seems to be relief. Was it really that comforting?
Nayuki: Then... Hey, I don't really know how I should put this, but, have you ever thought about what it would be like to meet someone from another dimension?
This is a very random set of questions we have today. Why do I have have to listen to these again? Please, couldn't we just talk about this later? After I get more rest? It's only seven-thirty, this isn't a school day, leave me alone...
She's looking at me expectantly. ...Since when did I become her debate partner?
Sigh. She's far better at being cute when she's not intending to be. I think a lot of guys would do absolutely anything for her if she always made faces like this.
Kyon: To tell you the truth, I have, actually.
It was about a week ago that I was thinking about stuff like this. ...The idea might have come up in my stream of consciousness.
Kyon: In fact, I seem to remember thinking about what it would be like to meet another 'me' from another universe... I don't usually entertain fantasies like that anymore, but it was a compelling one.
Nayuki: .......Well, that makes it easy, then. I need to--
Sister: Kyon-kun~, who are you talking to in there? I know I heard a girl's voice this time.
Kyon: Crap!
The doorknob starts rattling, but she can't get past the blockade that consists of my single chair. So far, everything is going well. Maybe she'll just lose interest or assume I'm watching television.
Sister: Mom! Kyon-kun blocked his door again~!
Kyon: Crap!
I turn to Nayuki, who I've just realized must be a lot more tired than I had previously thought... but there isn't time for that now.
Kyon: We have to get you out of here quickly, and not through that door. I won't be able to hold them off for long.
We're talking in hushed voices, I believe I should mention.
Nayuki: ...What's the point? Wouldn't it be easier if they just found out about me? I'd at least get the room to myself.
Kyon: What do you mean, get the room to yourself?
Nayuki: Well, you'd be sleeping on the couch, right?
I want to come up with a witty retort, but we really don't have the time.
If my mother finds out that I've snuck a homeless girl into the house, not only will she disapprove, she'll also tell the neighbours about it. This information will then wind its way, slowly and surely, to the ever-listening ears of Haruhi Suzumiya. And if that happens, I'm dead. We're all dead.
Kyon: So, you're going to take these clothes I just grabbed for you, go out onto the balcony, and climb down the trellis.
She glares at me.
Nayuki: That'll never hold a person's weight.
Kyon: Not a normal person, but you look light enough.
Nayuki: What is that supposed to--
My mother is at the door.
Nayuki: Just hurry up, please.
She dashes out my window without another word, as I release my blockade and begin the process of pacifying a curious family.
Hilarious stuff. Life at Kyon's continues to be entertaining.
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Originally Posted by Kaisos Erranon
Spoiler for September the Seventh, Day 6: Morning: Morning:
2010-02-10, 03:02
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