Nanoha FanFiction Discussion

[Nanya01]

*Scratches head* Wasn't Syn in the 6th Division Series bonded to Nanoha? Or am I getting mixed up here?

Edit: Page Claim for confusion!

[Rising Dragon]

Originally Posted by Nanya01

*Scratches head* Wasn't Syn in the 6th Division Series bonded to Nanoha? Or am I getting mixed up here?

That's Skeith/Aura, the Jewel Seed girl.

[itanshi1]

gah ninja'd

now i dunno what to fill this useless space with

hmm

Spoiler for Takamachi Used Car Lot:

A young girl of sixteen smiled. It was her first day on the job at the Takamachi Dealership. It was a family owned used car lot. They took a lot of pride of all sorts of makes and models. They never cared about being aligned with one or another manufacturer and all the vehicles were well taken care of. She had been learning from her brother and sister whom were floor associates before her.

She was glad to help since her father got into that car accident. The irony was not lost on them, but now he takes care of the finances while their mother took care of the house. All was well.

Still, this was Nanoha Takamachi's first day on the floor and she had to put on her best flattering dress, positive beaming smile, and cast her nerves aside. She hadn't slept much, she thought it was a good idea to try and memorize every vehicle in the lot. She even got to nicknaming them like they were people. Her siblings had to laugh at that.

They quietly joked that she had watched transformers one too many times.

Nanoha started singing softly to her self all the names she could remember. "Subaruuu-chaaan." She laughed as she walked over to the pretty blue car. She was half tempted to take a ride on her some day, but she was used to walking wherever she went in Japan.

"Zafiraaaa~kun." She loved vans for some reason. It always made her think of long road trips with her family or friends possibly to the beach.

Her phone started ringing a familiar ditty she used to like much more when she was younger. It was just a ring tone now to her. "Hello, Takamachi Nanoha."

"Nanoha-chyan!" It was Arisa. "I'll be right over soon with Suzuka!"

"Ah, you don't have to..." Nanoha laughed. She texted everyone about her new job late last night. She should have known better they would have all come to watch her work. Of course if any of them had licenses, they'd be fighting over the test drive.

Nanoha laughed at this since she could actually ride with them in a test drive so soon. She'd have to get her brother or sister to ride with them.

"That's great, see you soon." Nanoha laughed. She was happy despite how silly and somewhat embarrassing it was.

Time passed by leisurely. Nanoha had decided to grab a dusting cloth and walk through the lot. All the shiny and glitz some of the cars had made her smile. She had long since learned to appreciate them like candies or flowers. She didn't know which car would be right for her. No doubt her friends would try to get her to ride one of them.

"Nanoha-chan!" Arisa ran up to her. Suzuka was not far behind.

"Arisa-chan, Suzuka-chan!" Nanoha ran up and gave them each a short hug.

Arisa was quick to the point as always, "So, what sort of cars do you have here?" she ignored the soft laughter from her purple haired friend.

"Ah, sports cars, rally cars, some family cars." Nanoha tried to recall everything. "Opels, mazdas, some imports."

"Show me the sports cars!" Arisa gave a thumbs up. They made there way to the more exciting vehicles.

"Aah, Arisa, don't touch the bumpers! That black Testarossa is expensive! Aah, no, I just polished those headlights last night! Moh!" Nanoha whined. Arisa laughed.

Suzuka turned to Nanoha. "How about this one?" She pointed to a Mazda MX 3.

"Ah, that one's been here for so long. I'm afraid dad will force me to drive it just to get it out of here." She sighed.

Ah, i dun care about this, if anyone wants to rewrite it into their own crack, feel free, but the puns and implications are endless :P

[Nya~n]

Originally Posted by Liitha

She's a guy?! o_o Oh well, it doesn't change anything. Though I find it difficult to see Keroko as a boy.

Just as Planned then. At least you haven't been hit hard enough by the trappiness like Kha in OCT...

*remembers the times where Kha kept mumbling "She's a guy. She's a guy. She's a guy. She's a guy. She's a guy. She's a guy. She's a guy. She's a guy. She's a guy. She's a guy. She's a guy. She's a guy. She's a guy."*

[Rising Dragon]

I remember that one, heh. He posted a cutesy picture of Keroko-chan in response to it, too.

[Nanya01]

Originally Posted by Rising Dragon

That's Skeith/Aura, the Jewel Seed girl.

AH! Right!

[Nanya01]

Originally Posted by deathcurse

*sneaks in*

So sorry, a combination of school and writer's block have delayed my chapters Not to mention my whole unit is sick, including me

Many thanks to Itanshi1 for betaing, and RadiantBeam for giving me a shove over the hard parts

ANGEL
Is second-best really good enough?

Spoiler for Angel, Chapter 4:

Chapter 4: Is Blood Thicker?

The floor spiralled away from her, and Fate hit the mat again. At least by this time, Nanoha had moved their training location from the hardwood floor to the mats, after Fate had fallen ten times in the first fifteen minutes of their training.

“Get up,” Nanoha said, exasperated.

Fate turned to face the direction of Nanoha’s voice, but lost her sense of where Bardiche had fallen in the process. After a few seconds of patting around blindly, she heard Nanoha sigh, then move over, picking Bardiche up and thrusting it into Fate’s hand.

“Ready?” Impatiently, Nanoha twirled her wooden batons, the sharp swooshes giving Fate a general location to try and aim at. “Again—” A rush of air as she lunged forward…

Fate swung Bardiche up, catching one of Nanoha’s blows on the shaft. Unfortunately, the other one connected squarely with her knee, sending Fate straight to the floor again.

“Come on!” Nanoha shouted. “I watched you do the drills, I know you can fight. You have to concentrate!”

“That was six years ago!” Fate retorted, her angry helplessness finally unleashing her tongue. To her shame, she felt tears building in her eyes. As always since the accident, they burned, the searing pain driving a spike of hot agony through her head. Desperately, Fate yelled, “You took my eyes! How can you expect me to see what you’re doing?”

“What—” Nanoha began, then understood. “You can’t fight one-handed, and you can’t bring your dog onto the battlefield!”

“She’s my partner,” Fate stayed on her knees, holding a forearm to her eyes. Angrily, she challenged, “I’d like to see you try living a life never knowing where you are. And the worst part is, you once did know, once you were normal, just like everyone else. You never thought of counting your steps so you wouldn’t walk past your own room, or having to ask your friend to take you to the washroom in a restaurant because you can’t find it. And finally, when you can almost see again, almost take back the dignity you lost…” Fate trailed off, shaking her head. Trembling, she put Bardiche in its storage form and took out her cane, her fingers shaking as she screwed the segments together.

“Go left,” Nanoha said flatly.

Stumbling, Fate crashed into the door, and groped for the handle.

Faintly, she heard Nanoha say, “You’re really not like Alicia after all.”

“I never wanted to be.”

“But you need to.” Fervour turned Nanoha’s voice deeper and more determined. “That’s the only way we can win this war. They’re scared of her, because Alicia was better than them, and they knew it.”

“She’s always been better,” Fate said, and knew that even Nanoha could hear the sad bitterness in her normally soft voice.

***

Fate stopped, defeated. She had made a wrong turn somewhere, and nothing was familiar. Backtracking had probably made it worse, and she was not going to call for Nanoha’s assistance…there was no helping it then. Sharply, she whistled, and felt infinitely better when she heard Arf’s distant answering bark.

Odd…two sets of footprints approached rapidly, and soon Fate’s arms were full of dog. Giggling, Fate let Arf lick her face a few more times before she commanded her down. Another muzzle nudged her hand.

“Zafira?”

He whined, and pulled on Fate’s sleeve. Awkwardly, Fate took hold of Arf’s collar—Arf was a big dog, but she still had to crouch over if Arf’s harness wasn’t on. “Find Hayate.” Fate didn’t even have to coax them, both dogs took off the moment Fate got a grip on Arf.

Zafira bounded ahead, but Arf didn’t forget her training, and faithfully led Fate carefully around obstacles and around corners. Soon they were close enough for Fate to hear Hayate’s muffled sobs.

“Hayate!” Fate rushed over, dropping Arf’s collar a few seconds too early, causing her to trip over the bed. Thankfully, she managed to prevent herself from falling on top of her friend. “What’s wrong?” A sharp pungent scent wafted over, and Fate’s expression softened. “It’s alright,” she soothed, finding Hayate’s back and rubbing. “You overslept, right? It’s okay.”

“Sorry,” Hayate sniffed, her shame evident in her voice, although Fate was glad that she could hear no tinge of helpless defeat. It always broke Fate’s heart to hear that wavering tone in her best friend’s voice. Tickling fur brushed up against Fate’s side, and she could feel the tremors in Zafira’s muscles as he solemnly licked Hayate’s tears away. “I didn’t realize how late it got, and when I tried to sit up I…Could you help me to my chair? I’m all shaky…”

“Of course.” Fate searched with a foot, finding Hayate’s wheelchair and hooking it over. She felt Hayate put her arms around her neck, and lifted her friend up, carefully lowering her into the seat. “Go wash up, I’ll take care of this.”

“No Fate, you don’t have to,” came the expected protest.

Fate turned and glared sternly at the direction of Hayate’s voice. “Go,” she repeated. “We’re family, so don’t worry about it, alright?” Waiting until she could hear water running in the bathroom, Fate started stripping the sheets off the bed. Despite everything she said, Fate couldn’t help but grimace as one of her hands touched the warm wet spots as she rolled the sheets into a bundle.

“Hayate,” she called, hoping to distract both of them. “Could you…could you tell me about them?” Checking the comforter, she folded it and put it against the wall.

That bathroom echo came paired with Hayate’s clear voice as she replied over the faucet noise. “Who do you want to see first?”

Anyone but Nanoha. “Signum.”

“She’s tall, about a handspan taller than you. Her hair, oddly enough, is pink, and tied in a high ponytail that comes down to her waist. She carries around this long broadsword as if it were weightless, and she looks really strong, but not so much inside, you know?” Hayate paused. “You can see it in her eyes.”

“Ah,” Fate said. “It’s hard to tell, listening to her voice.”

Hayate made an agreeing sound. “Now Carim…she looks as kind as she sounds. About your height, with royal purple eyes and golden, complimentary yellow hair. She wears darker colours, but her face is bright and expressive.”

“She’s sad.” Fate heard Hayate stop moving. “Her voice is sad.”

The running water stopped. “Nanoha…she looks like one of those intense bodyguards who are childhood friends with their charges. She wears two katanas crossed on her back like a ninja, but she doesn’t dress like one. I wonder how she can fight in those skirts! Maybe her battle outfit is different.”

“Does she still wear her hair in pigtails?” Fate had to ask. “How does she walk—her eyes, her face, what does she look like?”

“No, her hair is in a ponytail off her left side…she looks…oh Fate, she looks like someone who’s learned how not to fall apart after losing someone she loves. But even then, her face is so expressive you can always see what she’s thinking.”

“But I can’t.” Walking over to the open washroom door, Fate felt her way to the sink, turning on the water again and washing her hands, keeping her own face away from Hayate. That was the trouble of having a friend who knew you so well that one look at your face would give everything away. “Out of all of them, she’s the one I can’t see at all.”

***

Trusting Arf to take them straight to their room, Fate contemplated their situation. She really needed to go back to the apartment to get some clothes for Hayate and herself…was it even worth the effort to move all of Hayate’s specialized equipment here? Fate wasn’t even sure if she wanted to stay in this house…the memories hurt, and Alicia’s absence cut deeply.

Feeling her way towards the closet, Fate ran her fingers over the neatly folded clothes. Did Alicia still resemble her perfectly? Was she maybe taller or skinnier? Nanoha and the others probably saw only the identicalness of their faces, but was she and Alicia identical in every way?

Her sister seemed to prefer skirts, like Nanoha, although Fate finally managed to find what she hoped were an acceptable pair of sweatpants on the shelf. She doubted that Hayate would be picky about the colour or style right now, as she normally was.

A gasp interrupted her thoughts, and a breathy woman’s voice said tenuously, “Alicia?”

“Alicia, you’re the Black Angel now, and I entrust our age-long duty to you. I always knew that you would be my heir, my little girl…I’m so proud of you!”

Fate stiffened. Even after five years, she could never possibly forget that voice, and all the uncontrollable reactions she suffered from every pitch and tone change directed her way. Her shoulders began to shake.

“No, Kaa-san,” Fate said quietly. “It’s Fate.”

Her mother’s voice wavered, weak with relief. “Alicia…I had such a bad dream last night…”

She was crumpling inwards, without the strength to fight anymore. Her eyes seared, and Fate was five again, was ten, was fourteen, listening to their mother calling out Alicia’s name. Footsteps rushed towards her, and Fate cringed, knowing that if her mother touched her she would break.

“She’s not Alicia.” Nanoha’s voice from the doorway arrested the moving woman. “Precia, that’s Fate. Alicia’s dead, remember.”

“No…” Precia whispered. There was a pregnant pause, then she ran from the room, every step a nail into Fate’s heart.

Arf whimpered, pushing her head into Fate’s chest as the girl slid down, burying her face into Arf’s thick fur. Through the agony in her eyes Fate could feel tears dripping down her cheeks, wet sensations that cut through the dry burning under her eyelids. It had been so long since the last time it had happened that Fate didn’t even have her medication anymore—someone would have to go get a prescription for her.

“Forgive her,” Nanoha said, and for the first time Fate could hear an awkward pity in the other girl’s voice. “I don’t think that she’s accepted yet…that…”

“You don’t have to explain anything.” Fate shook her head, stroking Arf’s ears. “I know. It’s only been a day, after all—and I’m not helping, coming in and taking Alicia’s place.”

She didn’t expect Nanoha to deny that statement; to her disappointment, the brunette didn’t even try. Surreptitiously drying her eyes, Fate exhaled deeply. “Did you want something?”

“Weapons training,” Nanoha replied. “There’s no time to waste, especially if we’re going to have to work out battle strategies for you to use with your partner.”

“My part—” Fate widened her eyes, a reflex motion along with the first genuine smile she’s felt in a long time.

“Things are going to be different.” While Nanoha didn’t sound enthused, she didn’t sound upset either. Desperately, Fate wished that she could see her. “But our goal’s still the same. I won’t let all of Alicia’s work fall to ruins.” The ardent passion in her voice made Fate look away.

Hearing the emotion in Nanoha’s voice—for the first time, Fate wished that she were Alicia.

***

Tonight, Signum made exceptions. Although unbefitting for a knight, even a ruined, failed one that she was, Signum thought that anyone would forgive her current actions. Deliberately, she poured herself another shot and leaned back on the polished wooden patio overlooking the massive garden. Alicia loved those gardens—they were always the first place to look if the blonde was playing truant to training. She could think about Alicia tonight—the vodka made the world fuzzy and bearable.

The patio door slid open. “Signum?” Carim murmured, stepping out softly. Carim, Signum could stand. If it had been one of the newbies, or Nanoha or Precia, her emotional control cup would have overflowed. That Signum could not have bourn tonight.

“Sit,” she said curtly. Still completely sober—she needed to reach a higher place but not fall into oblivion. Signum trusted in her abilities to do so perfectly. “Where’s Nanoha?”

“Training with Fate and Arf.” Carim sat down next to Signum, letting her legs dangle over the edge. “I think she’s actually going to let her try and bring her dog into a fight.” Chewing her lip worriedly, Carim said, “I’m worried that it won’t end well if she does.”

“A prediction or a feeling?” Signum threw back another cup. She had thought that Carim hadn’t known what the knight would be doing, but clearly she did since the blonde set down a shot glass of her own beside Signum’s.

“I don’t care tonight,” Carim replied, and held up her glass. “For all the happy times.” Solemnly, they clinked cups and drank.

“For meeting someone like her,” Signum said, and they toasted again. Back and forth they went, until they did indeed reach their hazy higher state. Silence fell over them, and Signum stared blearily into the sky, the pin-point stars fading in and out of view in a mesmerizing display. Pain-free for tonight only, she promised herself.

Suddenly, from whatever pensive thought in Carim’s head, the prophet asked abruptly, “I wonder, if it hadn’t been for Alicia…would any of us ever have met?”

Her tongue looser than usual, Signum answered honestly. “No. I would be dead.”

Carim stared at her. “So would I,” she whispered.

Signum tilted her head up. Without looking, she poured out two more glasses. Teary, Carim took one, her mind somewhere else again.

They drank.

The more I write about Hayate and Fate, the more I find how much life really sucks for paraplegics and blind people, even just trying to do simple daily things. Really.

Previous Parts:
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3

Next chapter: Bear the Cross

Wow, saddening. This story is seriously saddening...

Good job. ^_^

[MeisterBabylon]

Oi don't make me go Agitatis Ultramarini! Dominitis Ultramarini! Non praestatis Ultramarini! Nobilitis Ultramarini! Cos I'm in the mood for that instead!

[Kurush]

Originally Posted by MeisterBabylon

Oi don't make me go Agitatis Ultramarini! Dominitis Ultramarini! Non praestatis Ultramarini! Nobilitis Ultramarini! Cos I'm in the mood for that instead!

I'm going to assume that has to do with 40k, because I recognize a lot of it from that universe.

[Keroko]

Originally Posted by deathcurse

*sneaks in*

So sorry, a combination of school and writer's block have delayed my chapters Not to mention my whole unit is sick, including me

Many thanks to Itanshi1 for betaing, and RadiantBeam for giving me a shove over the hard parts

ANGEL
Is second-best really good enough?

Spoiler for Angel, Chapter 4:

-snip-

The more I write about Hayate and Fate, the more I find how much life really sucks for paraplegics and blind people, even just trying to do simple daily things. Really.

I know what you mean. I sometimes find myself wondering what it would be like... then I shudder and realize how lucky I am that I'm not.

Originally Posted by Alavon

You know...if you didn't mention that Syn is actually a fiction-based character by Keroko, I would've believed that she was canon.

Heh. Considering this is the effect I aim to achieve when I create my characters, to make them feel completely natural in the setting, this is the biggest compliment I can get. Thank you.

Originally Posted by Liitha

She's a guy?! o_o Oh well, it doesn't change anything. Though I find it difficult to see Keroko as a boy.

Yeah, I get that a lot. Even at work I was sometimes mistakenly addressed as 'Miss.'

Originally Posted by Rising Dragon

This may in fact be what Keroko is aiming for.

It's quite unintentional, I assure you. I mean, I do enjoy the reactions but at most I throw in a mood avatar or two for fun (and because they're cute). I don't go out of my way to act like a girl, so if I do... that's just me.

Originally Posted by Evil Rick

I remember I did a Syn's art sometime ago. Let me see...

Oh, yeah, here it is:

Spoiler for Syn:

I always found her as a very inn character for the Nanoha Universe, Shiny was the one who started with her and later Satashi.

And many thanks for the fanart.

Originally Posted by itanshi1

gah ninja'd

now i dunno what to fill this useless space with

hmm

Spoiler for Takamachi Used Car Lot:

-snip-

Ah, i dun care about this, if anyone wants to rewrite it into their own crack, feel free, but the puns and implications are endless :P

The puns! The punnnnns!

Originally Posted by Kurush

I'm going to assume that has to do with 40k, because I recognize a lot of it from that universe.

*Raises hand* My fault. I tossed the youtube of the Ultramarine hymn on the Space Marine Movie thread, which flared that mood.

[deathcurse]

Originally Posted by itanshi1

gah ninja'd

now i dunno what to fill this useless space with

hmm

Spoiler for Takamachi Used Car Lot:

A young girl of sixteen smiled. It was her first day on the job at the Takamachi Dealership. It was a family owned used car lot. They took a lot of pride of all sorts of makes and models. They never cared about being aligned with one or another manufacturer and all the vehicles were well taken care of. She had been learning from her brother and sister whom were floor associates before her.

She was glad to help since her father got into that car accident. The irony was not lost on them, but now he takes care of the finances while their mother took care of the house. All was well.

Still, this was Nanoha Takamachi's first day on the floor and she had to put on her best flattering dress, positive beaming smile, and cast her nerves aside. She hadn't slept much, she thought it was a good idea to try and memorize every vehicle in the lot. She even got to nicknaming them like they were people. Her siblings had to laugh at that.

They quietly joked that she had watched transformers one too many times.

Nanoha started singing softly to her self all the names she could remember. "Subaruuu-chaaan." She laughed as she walked over to the pretty blue car. She was half tempted to take a ride on her some day, but she was used to walking wherever she went in Japan.

"Zafiraaaa~kun." She loved vans for some reason. It always made her think of long road trips with her family or friends possibly to the beach.

Her phone started ringing a familiar ditty she used to like much more when she was younger. It was just a ring tone now to her. "Hello, Takamachi Nanoha."

"Nanoha-chyan!" It was Arisa. "I'll be right over soon with Suzuka!"

"Ah, you don't have to..." Nanoha laughed. She texted everyone about her new job late last night. She should have known better they would have all come to watch her work. Of course if any of them had licenses, they'd be fighting over the test drive.

Nanoha laughed at this since she could actually ride with them in a test drive so soon. She'd have to get her brother or sister to ride with them.

"That's great, see you soon." Nanoha laughed. She was happy despite how silly and somewhat embarrassing it was.

Time passed by leisurely. Nanoha had decided to grab a dusting cloth and walk through the lot. All the shiny and glitz some of the cars had made her smile. She had long since learned to appreciate them like candies or flowers. She didn't know which car would be right for her. No doubt her friends would try to get her to ride one of them.

"Nanoha-chan!" Arisa ran up to her. Suzuka was not far behind.

"Arisa-chan, Suzuka-chan!" Nanoha ran up and gave them each a short hug.

Arisa was quick to the point as always, "So, what sort of cars do you have here?" she ignored the soft laughter from her purple haired friend.

"Ah, sports cars, rally cars, some family cars." Nanoha tried to recall everything. "Opels, mazdas, some imports."

"Show me the sports cars!" Arisa gave a thumbs up. They made there way to the more exciting vehicles.

"Aah, Arisa, don't touch the bumpers! That black Testarossa is expensive! Aah, no, I just polished those headlights last night! Moh!" Nanoha whined. Arisa laughed.

Suzuka turned to Nanoha. "How about this one?" She pointed to a Mazda MX 3.

"Ah, that one's been here for so long. I'm afraid dad will force me to drive it just to get it out of here." She sighed.

Ah, i dun care about this, if anyone wants to rewrite it into their own crack, feel free, but the puns and implications are endless :P

Oh, I read it once, thought it was cute but didn't get the ending. Then I Googled the Mazda MX 3 and started laughing my ass off

Originally Posted by Nanya01

Wow, saddening. This story is seriously saddening...

Good job. ^_^

Thanks! I swear, the mood keeps whiplashing on me Moments that I had intended to be solemn turned out sad

@ Keroko: Yeah, I didn't realize how much I didn't know until after I started doing research...makes me feel really lucky, especially since it's kinda personal since I had a chance of becoming a paraplegic when I was younger

[Satashi]

*is completly lost on the last few post* @_@ is that where you got my god name from? Slyn...es......somethingoranother....?

@Alavon: Keroko is good at blending Syn in. I'm not so hot at it, she always seems to stick out in my fics, I think... Maybe because I tend to "revolve" around her more than Vivio at times...

@thread: don't listen to Keroko, she's a girl

@my plushie-er-Keroko: Mind if I run some things by you regarding Syn in resurrection? I won't actually release any of it until Redemption is completed, but since you're changing her some, I want to be sure I incorporate the changes as well. I already take a few liberties with her (cute acceeeeeeeeent ),but I don't want to get away from the character you made me love <3

@Vivio:

"Mama?" Vivio's cute innocent voice made Nanoha look over at her daughter. "What's a screaming multiple orgasm?"

"Wh-what!?" Nanoha looked at her in shock, face dark red. "I, um, that is, um, um, You see, that's... um..." She waved her hands. "D-don't worry about that, vivio! Now here," Nanoha got her purse and gave the girl some money. "Why not go get some ice cream?"

"Wai! Ice cream!" Vivio ran from teh room and down the hallway, where she met Fate. "Oh, Fate- Mama?"

"Yes dear?" Fate asked while taking off her enforcer jacket.

"What's a screaming multiple orgasm?"

Fate passed out.

Vivio sighed, hopped her mother's body, and went on her quest for ice cream.

Five minutes later, Vivio waved at Yuuno as he was buying her favourite (and only) aunt a popcicle to ward off the summer heat. "Uncle Yuuno! aunt Hayate!"

"Hey squirt." Yuuno smiled at her. "Not going to ruin your dinner are you?"

"No sir, Nanoha-mama said I could buy some." She asked the man with the cart for her treat and stood on her tiptoes when handing him the money for it. "Oh, Aunt-Hayate?"

"Yes Darling?"

"What's a screaming Multiple Orgasm?"

"Lots and lots of fun."

"HAYATE!" Yuuno scolded, making the girl laugh. "Vivio, where did you hear such a thing?"

"At Fuji's. Erio asked for one."

Yuuno sighed out while Hayate was still laughing. "Its an alcoholic drink, vivio. It hsa many differnt flavors in it."

"ohhhh. thanks!" vivio took a bite of her popcicle.

[Keroko]

Originally Posted by Satashi

*is completly lost on the last few post* @_@ is that where you got my god name from? Slyn...es......somethingoranother....?

Slaanesh. Yes. Slaanesh is the Chaos God of lust, excess, pleasure, perfection and hedonism. Slaanesh also has no true gender, making people confused whether to address Slaanesh with he, she or even it.

You write lots of spicy fics, and still are evasive when asked your gender. It fits.

Originally Posted by Satashi

@my plushie-er-Keroko: Mind if I run some things by you regarding Syn in resurrection? I won't actually release any of it until Redemption is completed, but since you're changing her some, I want to be sure I incorporate the changes as well. I already take a few liberties with her (cute acceeeeeeeeent ),but I don't want to get away from the character you made me love <3

By all means.

Originally Posted by Satashi

@Vivio:

"Mama?" Vivio's cute innocent voice made Nanoha look over at her daughter. "What's a screaming multiple orgasm?"

"Wh-what!?" Nanoha looked at her in shock, face dark red. "I, um, that is, um, um, You see, that's... um..." She waved her hands. "D-don't worry about that, vivio! Now here," Nanoha got her purse and gave the girl some money. "Why not go get some ice cream?"

"Wai! Ice cream!" Vivio ran from teh room and down the hallway, where she met Fate. "Oh, Fate- Mama?"

"Yes dear?" Fate asked while taking off her enforcer jacket.

"What's a screaming multiple orgasm?"

Fate passed out.

Vivio sighed, hopped her mother's body, and went on her quest for ice cream.

Five minutes later, Vivio waved at Yuuno as he was buying her favourite (and only) aunt a popcicle to ward off the summer heat. "Uncle Yuuno! aunt Hayate!"

"Hey squirt." Yuuno smiled at her. "Not going to ruin your dinner are you?"

"No sir, Nanoha-mama said I could buy some." She asked the man with the cart for her treat and stood on her tiptoes when handing him the money for it. "Oh, Aunt-Hayate?"

"Yes Darling?"

"What's a screaming Multiple Orgasm?"

"Lots and lots of fun."

"HAYATE!" Yuuno scolded, making the girl laugh. "Vivio, where did you hear such a thing?"

"At Fuji's. Erio asked for one."

Yuuno sighed out while Hayate was still laughing. "Its an alcoholic drink, vivio. It hsa many differnt flavors in it."

"ohhhh. thanks!" vivio took a bite of her popcicle.

Cocktails, causing misunderstandings ever since their invention.

[SulliMike23]

Originally Posted by Satashi

*is completly lost on the last few post* @_@ is that where you got my god name from? Slyn...es......somethingoranother....?

@Alavon: Keroko is good at blending Syn in. I'm not so hot at it, she always seems to stick out in my fics, I think... Maybe because I tend to "revolve" around her more than Vivio at times...

@thread: don't listen to Keroko, she's a girl

@my plushie-er-Keroko: Mind if I run some things by you regarding Syn in resurrection? I won't actually release any of it until Redemption is completed, but since you're changing her some, I want to be sure I incorporate the changes as well. I already take a few liberties with her (cute acceeeeeeeeent ),but I don't want to get away from the character you made me love <3

@Vivio:

"Mama?" Vivio's cute innocent voice made Nanoha look over at her daughter. "What's a screaming multiple orgasm?"

"Wh-what!?" Nanoha looked at her in shock, face dark red. "I, um, that is, um, um, You see, that's... um..." She waved her hands. "D-don't worry about that, vivio! Now here," Nanoha got her purse and gave the girl some money. "Why not go get some ice cream?"

"Wai! Ice cream!" Vivio ran from teh room and down the hallway, where she met Fate. "Oh, Fate- Mama?"

"Yes dear?" Fate asked while taking off her enforcer jacket.

"What's a screaming multiple orgasm?"

Fate passed out.

Vivio sighed, hopped her mother's body, and went on her quest for ice cream.

Five minutes later, Vivio waved at Yuuno as he was buying her favourite (and only) aunt a popcicle to ward off the summer heat. "Uncle Yuuno! aunt Hayate!"

"Hey squirt." Yuuno smiled at her. "Not going to ruin your dinner are you?"

"No sir, Nanoha-mama said I could buy some." She asked the man with the cart for her treat and stood on her tiptoes when handing him the money for it. "Oh, Aunt-Hayate?"

"Yes Darling?"

"What's a screaming Multiple Orgasm?"

"Lots and lots of fun."

"HAYATE!" Yuuno scolded, making the girl laugh. "Vivio, where did you hear such a thing?"

"At Fuji's. Erio asked for one."

Yuuno sighed out while Hayate was still laughing. "Its an alcoholic drink, vivio. It hsa many differnt flavors in it."

"ohhhh. thanks!" vivio took a bite of her popcicle.

ROFLMAO!!!! Poor Vivio-chan, she has no IDEA what they're talking about!

[AdmiralTigerclaw]

Okayyy... I is completely finished.

MSLN Test Dummies Chatper Eight: 'Her Momma Wears Army Boots'
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5195743/8/

Enjoy the next two hours of your life.

[spawnofthejudge]

Originally Posted by Satashi

@Vivio:

Children ask questions that seem sexual but aren't all the time. It's ripe for Hilarity Ensuing.

Originally Posted by Satashi

"Lots and lots of fun."

*dies*

Originally Posted by Keroko

Cocktails, causing misunderstandings ever since their invention.

So, so true. Who wants Sex on the Beach?

[TheShinySword]

No one, because sand gets in all sorts of uncomfortable locations.


... oh you meant the drink.

[SulliMike23]

Originally Posted by TheShinySword

No one, because sand gets in all sorts of uncomfortable locations.


... oh you meant the drink.

*gives a Gibbs Slap (for reference see NCIS)* Mind out of gutter ShinySword.

[TheShinySword]

I don't think that requires a mind in the gutter.

[synaesthetic]

Originally Posted by TheShinySword

No one, because sand gets in all sorts of uncomfortable locations.


... oh you meant the drink.

That's what beach towels are for.