To Aru ... Fanfiction Discussion Thread

[omega253]

Mr. Kyon, I have a question to ask.

Where did you get the inspiration to begin writing crack again? I need to know so I can get that same stuff in case I ever want to write a crack story.

[Mr.Kyon]

nt8 spoilers gave me the idea, then crack went overload

[allfictions]

Originally Posted by Mr.Kyon

nt8 spoilers gave me the idea, then crack went overload

The first (fake) spoilers, or the second set?

[Mr.Kyon]

Second set duh. My fic's pic is a dark screen lol.

[allfictions]

Hmm, actually, someone could use the first spoiler to make a decent fic.

Anyone up to the task?

[omega253]

For once, I've got nothing involving the fake set of spoilers that was given.

[SmokinFerret88]

Okay...I must ask.

WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED WHILE I WAS AWAY!?

I leave for two days, and I'm finding people I've yet to speak to before showing up, Omega and Kyon crying over the walls of text in my story, and a crack trail that extends for miles!

I ask again: What the hell is going on?

[omega253]

Progress, Comrade Ferret, progress is what is going on.

We are steadily inspiring more people to take up arms (or pencils or whatever) to write more TAMNI fics. We shall increase the number and quality of TAMNI fics!

And besides, your fics are really chock full of words. You never gave me any feedback on my Touma x Carissa snip or the snip where I had Othinus, Suzushina Yuriko, and Alyssa Crowley fight for Touma!

I demand recompense, my Fuzzy Comrade!

RECOMPENSE!

[Mr.Kyon]

FERRET, BOW BEFORE YOUR NEW KING.



In other news, YOU CRACKERS GET A GLORIOUS SNIPPET FROM GLORIOUS ME~

Spoiler for WE C1:

Mark Space is an Englishman thus a perfect gentleman—a servant who’s training comes from the greatest maids of the British Royal Family. And he hates his life. Every moment brings him closer to a noose rather than a well-earned retirement; his very existence is despised and continues to be rolled around in mud and pig shit and vomit and aborted fetuses every single day. He struggles each time he goes to sleep, wondering if he should or should not splatter his gray matter all over his mattress with the handgun he keeps tucked under his pillow. Simply put, being Mark is pain. But, having taken the oath of the servant, he strives on with his unrelenting warrior spirit. If anything, manservants are resilient.

It’s midnight in the foulest, most debauched section of District 10, time exactly 12:00 AM, date now September 1. Mark has been walking through some alleys for a few minutes to find a black van with his target in it. Mark plans for all possibilities; and finding him, the child he has to care for, is as easy as the act of whistling.

“Well, have you found him yet?” asks the voice in his wireless earpiece.

“Up ahead. This will take a short moment Kihara-sama. Please hold.”

There it is, the blank van, as the GPS says. It’s swinging side to side incessantly; muffled yet horrifying howls escape its confines. Some would say that the car is possessed with an evil spirit; certain pious minds would ask forgiveness for the lost souls engaged in the sinful ritual inside.

Mark arrives at the van and raises a fist. Knock. Knock. Knock. There’s no answer and erratic, murderous screams emanate from inside. So, Mark continues, as this is what he must do—it’s his duty. Knock. Knock. Knock. Finally the shaking subsides; there’s a minute of stillness. Then, a teenager swings the van door open then closes immediately. But Mark gets a momentary glimpse inside, and he sees a raven-haired beauty holding her clothes over her front, with a broken headband in one hand. Her frustration and spite of Mark are apparent.

Now the teen’s square jaw is inches from Mark’s. He’s glaring silently, fiddling to button up his shirt. His collarbone has big smudges of lipstick on, along with his neck and even a little bit on his cheeks.

“Yesssssss Mark?” he drawls out menacingly, a dangerous light in his aqua eyes.

“Waka-sama, I’m sorry to be interrupting you, but your father wanted to talk to you urgently about—”

The youth’s fist clashes with Mark’s jaw with a brutal slug, and he starts screeching and screaming out obscenities, “WHAT THE FUCK’S YOU FUCKIN’ PROBLEM YOU FUCKING FAGGOT?! CAN’T YOU SEE I’M FUCKIN’ BUSY FUCKING YOU FUCKIN’ FUCK FUCK—”

“Y-Your… f-father…”

“I DON’T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT THE SENILE OLD FUCK! YOU THINK THIS IS FUCKIN’ FUNNY TO JUST KNOCK ON MY FUCKIN’ CAR WHILE I’M BANGING A SEX GODDESS YOU FUCKIN’ FUCK FUCK—”

Mark coughs out the habitual soup of blood and teeth filling his mouth; his consciousness is near naught. Mark extends his faltering hand with his earpiece to his young master, who notices it; and he snags it swiftly, then spits on Mark. Now that his duties are fulfilled, Mark lets himself fade away, for a little while at least.

“Daaaaaaad,” the teen says while adjusting the earpiece. “Go fuck offffffffff somewhere in Hawaii and dieeeeee of old age. And do it faster pleaseeeee.”

“Love you too Nirushu-kun,” Amata coos sarcastically. “But this is urgent.”

Mark always gets an abusive master no matter what

[SmokinFerret88]

FERRET, BOW BEFORE YOUR NEW KING.

I will not bow to you Kyon!

*Holds up book titled ACWOD* *Pulls out bottle of black-water*

The power of Ferret compels you! The power of Ferret compels you!

And besides, your fics are really chock full of words. You never gave me any feedback on my Touma x Carissa snip or the snip where I had Othinus, Suzushina Yuriko, and Alyssa Crowley fight for Touma!

I thought I did comment to those.

[omega253]

Not directly.

And I will not bow before the King of Crack! I acknowledge your mind-distorting power, but I will not falter!

And if you don't agree, then I think you need a nice little chat with the excitable Invisible Thing.

MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!

[silverexorcist]

Hm. It seems everyone is possessed by some evil spirits and have lost their minds. Wait here while I get my exorcising gear.

And I finished the 22 chapter in that crossover. I got so many ideas to do it differently, but my motivation to do it has disappeared...Meh. I guess I'll just wait for it to find me again

[SmokinFerret88]

@Omega: Okay, for the Touma / Carissa, that particular snippet had one particular word stapled to its forehead. Well, not really, but my WINDar went off the scales for a few seconds since, let's face it, a normal everyday guy like Touma scoring with a hot-blonde princess in red-leather is sure to send anyone's WINDar off balance.

As for the other, with hot-witch, yandere albino, and tank-bound beat-stick.....all I can really say is that someone, somewhere, is cringing and praying that Kamijou has any bones that aren't broken after the first round is over; and if more rounds follow then I extend my prayers to him.

[omega253]

Originally Posted by SmokinFerret88

@Omega: Okay, for the Touma / Carissa, that particular snippet had one particular word stapled to its forehead. Well, not really, but my WINDar went off the scales for a few seconds since, let's face it, a normal everyday guy like Touma scoring with a hot-blonde princess in red-leather is sure to send anyone's WINDar off balance.

As for the other, with hot-witch, yandere albino, and tank-bound beat-stick.....all I can really say is that someone, somewhere, is cringing and praying that Kamijou has any bones that aren't broken after the first round is over; and if more rounds follow then I extend my prayers to him.

Thanks for the honest opinion.

And that second part about Kamijou getting broken bones..... Methinks I need to write a continuation to show what happened. Touma won't be getting broken bones. If anything..... It's time I give another snip.

Spoiler for Aftermath of Suzushina, Othinus, and Alyssa's battle:

Kamijou Touma would not suspect that he would have three superpowered goddesses in human form fighting for him. Nor would he suspect the aftermath.

At the end of the conflict, the girls had simply agreed to share him. Then they took him to the nearest bedroom (not unwillingly, of course) to make the agreement official. The trio had thought that he would be worn out in a matter of time, considering the magic they had enhanced their bodies with.

Kamijou had proven them wrong. Oh so very wrong.

It seemed that through all the life-threatening battles he had survived, his endurance had been elevated to monstrous heights. The girls soon found out that it applied to the bedroom as well as the battlefield.

He had managed to keep pace with all three of them working as a team and even managed to somehow outlast them.

It had been quite a surprise, to say the least.

Also surprising was the fact that Touma's dormitory had been untouched by the violent battle between the trio. If anything, the only damage had been from their raunchy and depraved f$&k marathon.

A trio of groans chorused under the sheets of Touma's bed, while the wielder of the Imagine Breaker himself was still sleeping with a satisfied smile.

To his right was the albino Suzushina Yuriko, whose cheeks were tinted pink as she remembered the things she had done involving her vectors and wings during the mind-blowing f$@k. She had gone unconscious first due to her body not being as physically fit as the others in the bed.

To Kamijou's left was the Magic God Othinus. She had used her magic to try and outlast Kamijou, but it was useless against that nullifying right hand of his. Albeit she had lasted the longest, but the only thing Othinus could feel below her waist was a dull pleasant feeling and the occasional phantom shock of overwhelming pleasure.

On top of Touma was the silver-haired female General Superintendent of Academy City. Alyssa Crowley prided herself on always having a plan to deal with the situation and managing to still include a wild card like Kamijou Touma in them.

All of her plans had died a swift death as Kamijou muddled her mind with his pleasurable ministrations. Alyssa Crowley did not know she could scream like that after....

Her composure almost evaporated as her face went tomato red, remembering the attentive things that Touma had done with his hands. It seemed like battle wasn't the only place where he could break illusions. He'd certainly broken her illusions that he would not last long.

The destroyer of the trio's illusions yawned sleepily and slowly blinked his eyes open. He gave a bleary smile as he looked at the girls. His libido had always usually been pent up after getting teased and propositioned by all of the females he encountered. Touma usually tried to stay calm, but the girls had made the first move on him.

It was then that he decided to just go with the flow and let his urges run wild. And the sleep afterward had been among the best he had gotten in his entire life.

Alyssa Crowley felt something poking her from below and raised the sheets to see what it was. She gaped at the sight. It seemed that Touma's 'urges' had still not been completely satisfied.

Othinus and Suzushina looked under the sheets to see what had caught Alyssa's attention. Their minds froze as they came to the same conclusion as the silver-haired female. There was one general consensus going on in the trio's thoughts.

'He can still keep going!?'

Kamijou brought a hand up and scratched the back of his head, chuckling sheepishly. "It seems like I kept it in a bit too long for just three to take care of." A sharp glint appeared in his eyes as his sheepish smile shifted into a smile that a predator would give upon capturing its lunch.

"You girls all started this first so...." Touma began slowly, unintentionally causing the girls to become more aroused with each word from his tone.

He moved.

Suddenly, Suzushina Yuriko, Alyssa Crowley, and Othinus found themselves encompassed under Kamijou's frame, his arms to the side of the Strongest and the Magic God to keep them from getting away. Not that they really wanted to.

"You have to take responsibility for this!" Kamijou grinned as he started Round 57.

Needless to say, the trio found themselves busy as they tried to keep up with the unstoppable force of nature (and pleasure) that was known as Kamijou Touma.

I think this time you can all call me as crazy as Kyon.

[WiliamZ0]

Originally Posted by omega253

Thanks for the honest opinion.

And that second part about Kamijou getting broken bones..... Methinks I need to write a continuation to show what happened. Touma won't be getting broken bones. If anything..... It's time I give another snip.

Spoiler for Aftermath of Suzushina, Othinus, and Alyssa's battle:

Kamijou Touma would not suspect that he would have three superpowered goddesses in human form fighting for him. Nor would he suspect the aftermath.

At the end of the conflict, the girls had simply agreed to share him. Then they took him to the nearest bedroom (not unwillingly, of course) to make the agreement official. The trio had thought that he would be worn out in a matter of time, considering the magic they had enhanced their bodies with.

Kamijou had proven them wrong. Oh so very wrong.

It seemed that through all the life-threatening battles he had survived, his endurance had been elevated to monstrous heights. The girls soon found out that it applied to the bedroom as well as the battlefield.

He had managed to keep pace with all three of them working as a team and even managed to somehow outlast them.

It had been quite a surprise, to say the least.

Also surprising was the fact that Touma's dormitory had been untouched by the violent battle between the trio. If anything, the only damage had been from their raunchy and depraved f$&k marathon.

A trio of groans chorused under the sheets of Touma's bed, while the wielder of the Imagine Breaker himself was still sleeping with a satisfied smile.

To his right was the albino Suzushina Yuriko, whose cheeks were tinted pink as she remembered the things she had done involving her vectors and wings during the mind-blowing f$@k. She had gone unconscious first due to her body not being as physically fit as the others in the bed.

To Kamijou's left was the Magic God Othinus. She had used her magic to try and outlast Kamijou, but it was useless against that nullifying right hand of his. Albeit she had lasted the longest, but the only thing Othinus could feel below her waist was a dull pleasant feeling and the occasional phantom shock of overwhelming pleasure.

On top of Touma was the silver-haired female General Superintendent of Academy City. Alyssa Crowley prided herself on always having a plan to deal with the situation and managing to still include a wild card like Kamijou Touma in them.

All of her plans had died a swift death as Kamijou muddled her mind with his pleasurable ministrations. Alyssa Crowley did not know she could scream like that after....

Her composure almost evaporated as her face went tomato red, remembering the attentive things that Touma had done with his hands. It seemed like battle wasn't the only place where he could break illusions. He'd certainly broken her illusions that he would not last long.

The destroyer of the trio's illusions yawned sleepily and slowly blinked his eyes open. He gave a bleary smile as he looked at the girls. His libido had always usually been pent up after getting teased and propositioned by all of the females he encountered. Touma usually tried to stay calm, but the girls had made the first move on him.

It was then that he decided to just go with the flow and let his urges run wild. And the sleep afterward had been among the best he had gotten in his entire life.

Alyssa Crowley felt something poking her from below and raised the sheets to see what it was. She gaped at the sight. It seemed that Touma's 'urges' had still not been completely satisfied.

Othinus and Suzushina looked under the sheets to see what had caught Alyssa's attention. Their minds froze as they came to the same conclusion as the silver-haired female. There was one general consensus going on in the trio's thoughts.

'He can still keep going!?'

Kamijou brought a hand up and scratched the back of his head, chuckling sheepishly. "It seems like I kept it in a bit too long for just three to take care of." A sharp glint appeared in his eyes as his sheepish smile shifted into a smile that a predator would give upon capturing its lunch.

"You girls all started this first so...." Touma began slowly, unintentionally causing the girls to become more aroused with each word from his tone.

He moved.

Suddenly, Suzushina Yuriko, Alyssa Crowley, and Othinus found themselves encompassed under Kamijou's frame, his arms to the side of the Strongest and the Magic God to keep them from getting away. Not that they really wanted to.

"You have to take responsibility for this!" Kamijou grinned as he started Round 57.

Needless to say, the trio found themselves busy as they tried to keep up with the unstoppable force of nature (and pleasure) that was known as Kamijou Touma.

I think this time you can all call me as crazy as Kyon.

AMAZING! SIMPLY AMAZING! May I call you Sensei

[R.LocK]

...Sorry, biology doesn't work that way. Even in crackfics. Even if Touma had a reaaaally long period of time he spent in celibacy.

[omega253]

Meh, I know. This was just a crack snip in the first place. Of you could Handwave it as part of his Plot Armor.

That was just something to get the numerous ideas out of my head. There's more where that came from.

[R.LocK]

Originally Posted by omega253

Meh, I know. This was just a crack snip in the first place. Of you could Handwave it as part of his Plot Armor.

I can't exactly handwave the reason I dislike the snippet, y'know...?

[SmokinFerret88]

Well, since we're doing snippets; give me a few and I'll give one up for ya.

[omega253]

Hrm.... Ah. I've got one.

Mugino accidentally injures Touma and gets goaded into nursing him back to health by the other members of ITEM.

@R. Lock: .... Why does biology matter in a world where Mjolnir is a girl that was turned into the shape and color of a black drum?

And let's not forget Kakine....