HOLY CRAP. Reminds me of a random mix of various anime and manga I've seen, read and/or watched. Along with some American and Chinese sitcoms.... Nice job, Kaisos. Quick question, when did the Nayuki thing start again?
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HOLY CRAP. Reminds me of a random mix of various anime and manga I've seen, read and/or watched. Along with some American and Chinese sitcoms.... Nice job, Kaisos. Quick question, when did the Nayuki thing start again?
The first relevant mention of Nayuki in the thread seems to have been made by otai, which Kaisos picked up here.
I doubt that Kanon's Nayuki is Kyon's rarely-mentioned cousin, but I do theorize that Kyon's cousin is indeed named Nayuki.
Hence his name for Kyonko. It's more of an in-joke than anything else, basically. (Kyon will be introducing Kyonko to most people as his cousin, though.)
I'm now waiting for Kyon to introduce her as his cousin with Koizumi nearby, who then comments on how coincidental it is that both of their (cute) female cousins are in town at the same time.
Strangely enough, I've always considered the theory of Kyon, Yuuichi, and Nayuki are all cousins to be canon. (no pun intended, but still cringe worthy)
Spoiler for September the Sixth, Day 5, Kyon: My Room- Nayuki:
Nayuki
I kick open the door. And by “kick open”, I mean “kick open”.
Or did we do that one already? Wait, what am I talking about?
My mother and sister, who are in the living room, look up at my sudden entry.
Kyon: Ah, what a crappy day! It was full of, um, crap. That was bad!
Both of them stare at me. I start heading into the kitchen.
Kyon: I nearly got run over by a truck! I fortunately managed to kick it as it went past, though.
At this, my mother jumps up and starts babbling worriedly. My sister goes back to her popsicle. Not good.
Kyon: Ah, I'm fine! It's not like that's the worst thing that happened to me today. I also met with Haruhi!
My sister perks her head up.
Sister: Haru-chan? Why is meeting her a bad thing?
Kyon: I'm glad you asked! Because I'm not going to tell you!
Oh ho ho!
This definitely isn't working. They could look over at any moment.
I wrench my arm away from my mother, who's trying to check for injuries.
Kyon: Anyway, that's why I need a drink of water! Yes! A drink. Of water.
Yes, mother, I'm feeling alright! I'm feeling perfectly fine! All is well!
I reach into the cupboard to get a glass, but 'accidentally' knock it over... which causes a chain reaction, culminating in rather a lot of shattered glass on the floor.
Kyon: Oh, uh, sorry... about... that... by the way, I was lying about the truck thing. Hahahahahahaha!
My mother cradles her face in the palm of her hand, looking rather a lot like a certain girl I met yesterday.
Sister: Mom, I think Kyon-kun's brain got stolen by the bodysnatchers again.
My mother, sighing, tells her to come and help us clean up the mess.
Just. As. Planned.
---
Girl A: Ah, I've got it.
And what would that be?
Girl A: Well, why not try for a frontal attack? Like, walk in to the house, acting as loud and obnoxious as you possibly can? Try to draw your mother and sister's attention, so I can slip in without being noticed.
...
Kyon: Loud and obnoxious? I guess I can do that.
I have a brigade chief who's an excellent teacher.
Kyon: Anyway, after you get in, you should head up to my room. You just go up the stairs and--
Girl A: Yeah, yeah, I know. Hurry up, I wanna flop down on a bed already.
...
---
When I got back to my room after that embarrassing scene, Girl A was indeed flopped down on my bed, an expression of bliss pasted on her face.
Girl A: Ah... human civilization is a wonderful thing.
Kyon: Get off! I didn't say that you could sleep there!
Girl A: Pipe down, you mother'll hear. Speaking of you being loud, I heard your performance. It was terrible. You need to be less loud and more obnoxious in the future.
Kyon: ...You...
She looks so happy lounging around like that, like a recently-fed housecat. It kind of pisses me off for some reason.
Girl A: Furthermore, didn't you say something pretty interesting just now?
Kyon: Sorry, what was that?
Girl A: You implied that I wouldn't be getting the bed. ...And I think that it's false advertisement if you don't, since you were the one who offered me... what was it? “A place to come home to?”
Kyon: That doesn't imply that you'd be getting to sleep in my bed. Nowhere in my invitation did I imply that!
She sits up.
Girl A: I'm a guest here! I deserve your hospitality and generosity! Therefore, I also deserve to sleep on a bed... it's been days...
And I think this would be you abusing my generosity. At least I got you out of the cold.
Kyon: Besides, you do realize that's my bed, right? It's a guy's bed. Those sheets haven't been washed in a week.
Girl A: I really don't care. Just so long as I can sleep on something soft and man-made, I don't care what kind of bed it is.
Kyon: Okay, then where am I supposed to sleep?
Right beside you? I don't think you'll like that at all, would you?
Girl A: You know, I could ask you the same question. Just grab one of the blankets and sleep on the floor. It looks comfy enough.
She rolls over, facing the wall.
Girl A: Goodnight~.
Kyon: Hey, hey, hold on, we're not--
Sister: Kyon-kun, who are you talking to?
Kyon: Gah!
My sister is right on the other side of the door!
I motion Girl A to get out of sight, but she doesn't move at all. In fact, I think she's pretending to snore.
That...!
I open the door a crack.
Kyon: What is it?
Sister: I heard you yelling at someone... you're acting so weird today.
Kyon: Oh, that. I was talking to myself. Nothing to worry about. In fact, I was in the middle of an important conversation, so if that's everything...
Sister: Mom says you have to stop doing that, especially in public.
Kyon: I don't talk to myself in public.
Sister: Yes you do, you just don't notice it! You did it last time we went out for dinner, and mom says the people at the next table thought you were nuts.
Kyon: ...I'll see you in the morning.
Sister: See you, Kyon-kun!
Well, that's one crisis avoided.
Kyon: We're going to have to worry about that, too. She has a tendency to barge in at odd times to borrow my scissors, and she also wakes me up most mornings.
Girl A is awake again now. Not that she was ever asleep to begin with.
Girl A: My little brother does the same thing, so I had a lock put on my door... yet he keeps getting in anyway.
I grab my chair and wedge it under the doorknob.
Kyon: That should keep her out long enough for you to hide somewhere. Also...
Sigh.
Kyon: I guess you can sleep on the bed, yeah.
Girl A: Victory!
From her sitting position, she flops back down onto the bed.
Kyon: There's a condition, though.
Girl A: Do tell.
Kyon: ...If you're going to be living at my house, you're going to tell me your name.
After all, we never really introduced ourselves... and I've never really thought to ask.
The soon-to-not-be-Girl A looks away for a moment, then opens her mouth.
However, I didn't get to hear her name, since what must have been a large truck passed loudly on the road outside.
There seems to be a lot of trucks in my life recently.
Kyon: Sorry, what was that?
It sounded a little... familar.
...
Girl A: ...You know what? Nevermind. Just call me Thief like I know you've been doing in your head anyway. It's good enough, wouldn't you say?
Kyon: Actually, I've been using “Girl A”...
Girl A: That's even worse!
Kyon: ...Why don't you want to tell me your name?
Girl A: Feminine reasons.
Kyon: ...
I suppose I can't argue with that.
Kyon: Then, why don't I just give you a name? Something I can call you by.
Girl A: Sure, but nothing stupid, please.
Kyon: How about “Nayuki”?
It's a pretty nostalgic name for me, but I think it suits you.
Nayuki: ...Sounds good to me.
And so Girl A became Nayuki.
My mother suddenly called through the door, asking who on Earth I was talking to.
Kyon: Gah!
---
We spent the rest of the night talking about trivial things and arguing over which blanket would be mine.
When it reached eleven 'o clock, Nayuki arbitrarily decided it was time to go to sleep.
Kyon: It's the weekend, though.
Nayuki: And I've been looking forward to sleeping in this bed since the day I was born.
That's a long time!
Nayuki: Goodnight~.
She starts to crawl under the covers.
Nayuki: ...Ah, crap.
What now?
Nayuki: I forgot to do something... Nevermind, I'll deal with the consequences later. Comfortable sleep now.
Kyon: Hold on, are you going to wear that to bed?
She's still in that dirty school uniform, after all.
Nayuki: What else am I supposed to put on? Your pyjamas?
Kyon: Yes, actually.
Although I think they'll be more than a little big on you.
Nayuki: ...Sure, why not? Might as well be even more comfortable.
After throwing her a pair, I turn my back in an attempt to be chivalrous. It's kind of awkward with a girl undressing behind you, but she's not pure and golden like Asahina-san, so I'm not nearly as freaked out by it as I might normally be.
Nayuki: What are you doing?
Kyon: Giving you some privacy?
Nayuki: Get in the closet.
I spin around.
Kyon: What?
Nayuki: You heard me. Get in the closet while I change. I can't trust you not to peek. Hell, how do I know that wasn't your intent when inviting me to stay here in the first place?
Kyon: Hey now...
This isn't some random love comedy! I'm not about to try to see you in your underwear for some cheap thrills!
Regardless of my protests, I ended up in the closet anyway. I took this opportunity to change my own clothes.
When Nayuki told me I could come out again, there were two marked differences in her appearance: One was, obviously, that she was wearing my ill-fitting pyjamas, and the other that she had let her hair down. I would have preferred her to keep the ponytail, of course, but somehow she looks cuter like this.
...It seems that I've come to an impasse.
Kyon: So you don't wear the ponytail to bed, then?
Nayuki: Of course not, who does... oh god, don't tell me.
Her face turns an instantaneous red.
Nayuki: You have a ponytail fetish, don't you?!
Kyon: ...How can you tell?
Nayuki: People who have a ponytail fetish all have something in common: They're idiots.
Kyon: ...
I can't think of anything intelligent to say to that, which I guess proves her right.
Nayuki's still muttering about something.
Nayuki: ...If I ever catch you staring at my hair, I swear, I'm going to... anyway, this is the third time I've said it, but goodnight~.
So does that mean that I can stare at other-- ah, forget it.
Nayuki grabs the remote off my bedside table, and switches off the lights.
---
I can't sleep.
This is for two reasons: One, that I'm reflecting on how strange and love-comedy-like my life has suddenly become, and two, that in an absence of other sources of sound, all I can hear is Nayuki's breathing.
...I am in serious trouble if anyone finds out that I'm looking after her. Well, I suppose that my family will find out eventually, and I'll definitely have to tell Koizumi about it just in case he has to do damage control, but I'm going to keep this in the dark as long as I can.
What worries me the most is that I have no idea who this girl really is, yet it seems as though she knows everything about me. ...For that matter, we get along surprisingly well despite having just met.
She is most definitely connected to the events of the past week... yet how? I don't see the connection. Unless...
...
The tiredness is robbing my brain of the ability to think, so I'll put this off until tomorrow.
At least, if there's one thing I no longer have to worry about anymore, it's those blasted headphones. I'll probably never see them again, and I'll have to make sure to stay far away from that station if I want to keep it that way.
Today was a very, very strange day.
But the strangest day of all is yet to come.
No, the truck jokes will never get old. I love that gag to bits.
What I did here was combine the last three Kyonko scenes into one, simply because there wasn't enough content in my brain or in that outline to make it last that long.
Please, do enjoy.
For those who are interested, yes, "love comedy" really is a central theme of the Co-Op Route, and yes, I did steal the closet thing from Shana.
Thanks for your hard work. The scenes really do fit the love comedy routine, and is every bit as enjoyable as the best of them, I imagine. That truck will haunt Kyon in his lifetime.
Regarding Nayuki, yeah, it's an in-joke for fans, really. But that name is much better than any other we could use. Like what else can Kyon call a girl he just picked up into his home, Chii?
Last edited by otai; 2010-01-27 at 23:14.
Reason: Is everyone here so that much younger than I?
Strangely enough, I've always considered the theory of Kyon, Yuuichi, and Nayuki are all cousins to be canon. (no pun intended, but still cringe worthy)
It can't be canon, the works are not related at all originally. But it can be fanon, so the joke still work.
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Originally Posted by swtrooper42
Wouldn't Kyonko also have a cousin?
Yeah, she probably has one. He is a man and is called Nayuhiko.
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Originally Posted by otai
Regarding Nayuki, yeah, it's an in-joke for fans, really. But that name is much better than any other we could use. Like what else can Kyon call a girl he just picked up into his home, Chii?
Could be any name, really. Nayuki is as good as any other. It only has the plus of the injoke.
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Originally Posted by GDB
I'm now waiting for Kyon to introduce her as his cousin with Koizumi nearby, who then comments on how coincidental it is that both of their (cute) female cousins are in town at the same time.
It would be very cynical of him. Anyway, at some point they will have to tell Kyon what is going on. Also, I believe it was an unspoke ethic rule having a proper introduction to Kyon before doing anything?
Spoiler for September the Sixth, Day 5, Flag Check: My Room- Premonition/Phone Call/The Fox's Curse:
Premonition
After dinner, I head up to my room, having come to the decision that I should probably lock up these headphones somewhere safe forever.
I have a heavy steel box containing everything I had kept from my naive childhood, things I didn't want to or couldn't throw out. I shoved the headphones in there, locked it tight, and put it back deep in the recesses of the closet.
Out of sight, out of mind.
As I was sitting on my bed, I had a sudden pronouncement of doom. It came out of nowhere, which is why it was sudden.
For a few precious seconds, I felt as though I was about to die. I felt as though I had simply squandered the last week, that I hadn't accomplished anything. That it was this laziness of mine this was what was going to kill me. That I had made the wrong decisions. That the world was going to end and there was nothing I could do about it.
But the feeling soon passed. It was just a feeling, after all.
Goodnight.
Premonition (Thiefless)
Dinner was the usual affair, with my mother asking where I had been all day and my sister teasing me.
To escape her assertions that I had been with a girl the whole time, I escaped to my room before my mom could request to know more about my 'new girlfriend'.
It was as I was sitting on my bed that I had a sudden pronouncement of doom. It came out of nowhere, which is why it was sudden.
For a few precious seconds, I felt as though I was about to die. I felt as though I had simply squandered the last week, that I hadn't accomplished anything. That it was this laziness of mine this was what was going to kill me. That I had made the wrong decisions. That the world was going to end and there was nothing I could do about it.
But the feeling soon passed. It was just a feeling, after all.
Goodnight.
Phone Call- Haruhi
...
I am going to have to do something about these evil, evil, terrifying, and evil headphones. Throwing them out the window clearly didn't work... perhaps I should try destroying them? Or would that release the demon within, setting it loose upon the outside world?
I don't want to think about it. I'll just lock them in a box and pretend they don't exist.
I have a heavy steel box containing everything I had kept from my naive childhood, things I didn't want to or couldn't throw out. I shoved the headphones in there, locked it tight, and put it back deep in the recesses of the closet.
Out of sight, out of mind. At least until they show up on my pillow again.
Just as I had finished doing that, my cellphone rang. Checking the call display revealed that it was Haruhi.
Damn it. She was just here, why is she calling me again? My body can only handle so much Haruhi in a day, you know.
Kyon: Hey, Haruhi?
Haruhi: Before you get the wrong idea, I'm not calling you just to check up on you! I left a, er, pencil at your place when I visited, and was just wondering if you had seen it.
Kyon: A... pencil?
Of all the flimsy--! If you need a pencil, I'll loan you one. We have about twenty extra, as I'm sure you do as well. What was so special about this one?!
Haruhi: Oh, nevermind, I found it. It was on my desk. Anyway, I've organized another Search for Mysterious Events tomorrow! You had better be there!
Kyon: But... you just looked around today... do you really think that fantastic things are just going to--
Haruhi: Oh, shut up. Anyway, we're meeting at the usual spot at nine-thirty, so you had better be on time! If you aren't, you'll be facing a triple penalty! See you then.
She hangs up.
...My... Sunday... it's gone...
...A triple penalty sounds pretty bad. I should endeavour to be as early as possible tomorrow. Like at the end of last may, I'll arrive about three hours early, just in case. Let's see her stick me with the bill this time!
Looking at the clock, if I'm going to get up that early, I should probably go to sleep now.
Goodnight.
Phone Call- Asahina-san
...
I am going to have to do something about these evil, evil, terrifying, and evil headphones. Just leaving them in the hospital clearly didn't work... perhaps I should try destroying them? Or would that release the demon within, setting it loose upon the outside world?
I don't want to think about it. I'll just lock them in a box and pretend they don't exist.
I have a heavy steel box containing everything I had kept from my naive childhood, things I didn't want to or couldn't throw out. I shoved the headphones in there, locked it tight, and put it back deep in the recesses of the closet.
Out of sight, out of mind. At least until they show up on my pillow again.
Just as I had finished doing that, my cellphone rang. Checking the call display revealed that it was... Asahina-san?
I answer without haste!
Kyon: Hello, Asahina-san?
Mikuru: Is that Kyon-kun? I hope you're feeling okay...
Whenever I hear your wonderful voice, I regain all my lost hit points. You needn't worry, Asahina-san.
Mikuru: Um, I was wondering if you'd like to, um, h-hang out together tomorrow, as well...
......Kaaaaaaah! Time alone with Asahina-san two days in a row!? This is definitely worth all the fainting and nightmares.
Kyon: Of course! How can I refuse?
Asahina-san breathes a sigh of relief.
Mikuru: Then I will, um... is it okay if I come get you, at your house?
......Kaaaaaaah! Now this is a girl I'd like to brag to my mother about! I'll definitely introduce her, definitely.
Kyon: Of course! How can I refuse?!
Mikuru: Thanks, Kyon-kun. ...I'll be there at eleven, unless you're busy then...
After assuring Asahina-san that I was indeed not busy, we said goodbye and hung up. ...Tomorrow is going to be wonderful.
I'm going to have to get up early in order to get ready, and to plan out an escape route if Haruhi sees us together again. In that case, I had better get to sleep very soon.
Goodnight.
Phone Call- Nagato
...
I am going to have to do something about these evil, evil, terrifying, and evil headphones. Even after Nagato apparently destroyed them, they have somehow reconstituted themselves. This is not normal.
Not that I ever thought it was, of course.
Argh, I don't want to think about any of this. I'll just lock them in a box and pretend they don't exist.
I have a heavy steel box containing everything I had kept from my naive childhood, things I didn't want to or couldn't throw out. I shoved the headphones in there, locked it tight, and put it back deep in the recesses of the closet.
Out of sight, out of mind. At least until they show up on my pillow again.
...I guess I should probably contact Nagato, though.
I dial her number and, like usual, am greeted with silence on the other end.
Kyon: Hey, Nagato? I have bad news. The headphones came back.
Yuki: ...That is impossible. The data link to the physical universe was severed.
Kyon: There seem to be a lot of impossible things going on with these headphones. Regardless of data links and severing, they're here right now, in my room.
In my opinion, they're possessed by devils.
Kyon: ...Say, Nagato, could you perform an exorcism? Like, as soon as possible?
Silence. Well, I suppose that was a stupid request.
Yuki: ...I will need time to gather the necessary materials and research the proper techniques.
Wait, that's a yes, isn't it? Yes, it's a yes.
Kyon: So, maybe... tomorrow morning?
Yuki: ...
Kyon: I can't hear you nodding over the phone, Nagato.
Yuki: Yes.
Kyon: Great, I'll see you then.
I hang up.
I don't think this would normally work, but if Nagato thinks she can actually get rid of these things for good, I'll have to believe her.
Looking at the clock, if I'm to be up for the exorcism tomorrow, I should be getting to sleep about now. Argh, there goes my wonderful Sunday...
Goodnight.
The Fox's Curse
...
There's no way this is happening, right? This has to be a bad dream, right?
I mean, to begin with, how would Koizumi-san have gotten in here? The trellis? No, no one is stupid enough to climb that thing.
This could just be another trick of those blasted headphones, but... I do have to wonder.
Could she have been the one that left these here in the first place? Could everything today, even the things that seemed sincere, have been acts?
How can I tell what's false from what's real?
Wait, hold on, calm down, deep breaths, let's examine the situation. What do I know about Koizumi-san and the headphones? What do I know for certain?
Let's make a list.
a) Koizumi-san is inherently suspicious. Not only did I meet her by what seemed like chance, but she lied to me about her name and identity. Futhermore, her 'real' identity is probably also a lie; it's much too convenient for Koizumi's cousin, who belongs to the same Agency and has the same mission, as well as a similar name and appearance, to just show up out of the blue. I'm going to mash Koizumi's face in the next time I see him.
b) Whenever I listen to these headphones, I fall into a coma and start dreaming about things that either never happened to me, or happened in a very different way. There has to be some kind of supernatural effect imbued in them or something like that.
c) I first met Koizumi-san the day I 'received' the headphones.
d) As an esper, Koizumi-san presumably has supernatural abilities.
e) Koizumi-san was asking about the headphones all day. She also claims to know their original owner.
f) I have here a rather creepy note purportedly written by Koizumi-san that would suggest that she's the one who left them here in the first place.
...
Sure, it could be anyone other than her. Sure, the headphones themselves could be screwing with me.
But in the face of this (admittedly circumstantial) evidence, what other conclusion am I supposed to come to?
I'm going to have to believe that I was played like the fool I am, completely and utterly. I am going to have to accept that a girl I was willing to trust has been behind all of the strange events today, and probably those of the past week as well, come to think of it.
...This pisses me off. It really, really pisses me off.
Kyon: Arrrrrrgggghhhh!
The decisions that end up being life-changing are often ones we don't even think about. In my righteous rage, I reach up to my cheek, and... rip off the bandage covering it.
...
It hurts. It's not a sharp pain, but a dull one.
It hurts like an injury I've had for several years but never quite recovered from.
There is a full-length mirror leaning against one wall of my room. Standing in front of it, I see something I should have expected, given what Koizumi-san said earlier.
A long, thin, pink scar runs up the side of my head, from just above my jawline to the middle of my temple. Although it looks as though the scar has gone through ten years of healing in only a few hours, it's still... unsightly.
Beginning to panic a little, I find the bandage and stick it on the scar. It falls off. I stick it on again. It falls off.
What else did she say... 'whatever you do, don't take it off'?
...There's no way this is happening, right? This has to be a bad dream, right?
Goodnight.
I know I always say this and am lying, but there WILL be more later on.
Shouldn't there be more variations on "Premonition"? If I recall correctly, you can still get it even after completing a girl's subset if you don't have enough points/that girl's points are less than another's, so (assuming I'm correct/you haven't changed it) there should be variations that tie into these subsets.
Other than that, though, good scenes. I can't wait for the rest.
Shouldn't there be more variations on "Premonition"? If I recall correctly, you can still get it even after completing a girl's subset if you don't have enough points/that girl's points are less than another's, so (assuming I'm correct/you haven't changed it) there should be variations that tie into these subsets.
Just take the first bits of each Phone Call scene and add the Premonition bit to the ends of them.
Spoiler for September the Sixth, Day 5, Flag Check: My Room- Premonition/Phone Call/The Fox's Curse:
Premonition
After dinner, I head up to my room, having come to the decision that I should probably lock up these headphones somewhere safe forever.
I have a heavy steel box containing everything I had kept from my naive childhood, things I didn't want to or couldn't throw out. I shoved the headphones in there, locked it tight, and put it back deep in the recesses of the closet.
Out of sight, out of mind.
As I was sitting on my bed, I had a sudden pronouncement of doom. It came out of nowhere, which is why it was sudden.
For a few precious seconds, I felt as though I was about to die. I felt as though I had simply squandered the last week, that I hadn't accomplished anything. That it was this laziness of mine this was what was going to kill me. That I had made the wrong decisions. That the world was going to end and there was nothing I could do about it.
But the feeling soon passed. It was just a feeling, after all.
Goodnight.
Premonition (Thiefless)
Dinner was the usual affair, with my mother asking where I had been all day and my sister teasing me.
To escape her assertions that I had been with a girl the whole time, I escaped to my room before my mom could request to know more about my 'new girlfriend'.
It was as I was sitting on my bed that I had a sudden pronouncement of doom. It came out of nowhere, which is why it was sudden.
For a few precious seconds, I felt as though I was about to die. I felt as though I had simply squandered the last week, that I hadn't accomplished anything. That it was this laziness of mine this was what was going to kill me. That I had made the wrong decisions. That the world was going to end and there was nothing I could do about it.
But the feeling soon passed. It was just a feeling, after all.
Goodnight.
Phone Call- Haruhi
...
I am going to have to do something about these evil, evil, terrifying, and evil headphones. Throwing them out the window clearly didn't work... perhaps I should try destroying them? Or would that release the demon within, setting it loose upon the outside world?
I don't want to think about it. I'll just lock them in a box and pretend they don't exist.
I have a heavy steel box containing everything I had kept from my naive childhood, things I didn't want to or couldn't throw out. I shoved the headphones in there, locked it tight, and put it back deep in the recesses of the closet.
Out of sight, out of mind. At least until they show up on my pillow again.
Just as I had finished doing that, my cellphone rang. Checking the call display revealed that it was Haruhi.
Damn it. She was just here, why is she calling me again? My body can only handle so much Haruhi in a day, you know.
Kyon: Hey, Haruhi?
Haruhi: Before you get the wrong idea, I'm not calling you just to check up on you! I left a, er, pencil at your place when I visited, and was just wondering if you had seen it.
Kyon: A... pencil?
Of all the flimsy--! If you need a pencil, I'll loan you one. We have about twenty extra, as I'm sure you do as well. What was so special about this one?!
Haruhi: Oh, nevermind, I found it. It was on my desk. Anyway, I've organized another Search for Mysterious Events tomorrow! You had better be there!
Kyon: But... you just looked around today... do you really think that fantastic things are just going to--
Haruhi: Oh, shut up. Anyway, we're meeting at the usual spot at nine-thirty, so you had better be on time! If you aren't, you'll be facing a triple penalty! See you then.
She hangs up.
...My... Sunday... it's gone...
...A triple penalty sounds pretty bad. I should endeavour to be as early as possible tomorrow. Like at the end of last may, I'll arrive about three hours early, just in case. Let's see her stick me with the bill this time!
Looking at the clock, if I'm going to get up that early, I should probably go to sleep now.
Goodnight.
Phone Call- Asahina-san
...
I am going to have to do something about these evil, evil, terrifying, and evil headphones. Just leaving them in the hospital clearly didn't work... perhaps I should try destroying them? Or would that release the demon within, setting it loose upon the outside world?
I don't want to think about it. I'll just lock them in a box and pretend they don't exist.
I have a heavy steel box containing everything I had kept from my naive childhood, things I didn't want to or couldn't throw out. I shoved the headphones in there, locked it tight, and put it back deep in the recesses of the closet.
Out of sight, out of mind. At least until they show up on my pillow again.
Just as I had finished doing that, my cellphone rang. Checking the call display revealed that it was... Asahina-san?
I answer without haste!
Kyon: Hello, Asahina-san?
Mikuru: Is that Kyon-kun? I hope you're feeling okay...
Whenever I hear your wonderful voice, I regain all my lost hit points. You needn't worry, Asahina-san.
Mikuru: Um, I was wondering if you'd like to, um, h-hang out together tomorrow, as well...
......Kaaaaaaah! Time alone with Asahina-san two days in a row!? This is definitely worth all the fainting and nightmares.
Kyon: Of course! How can I refuse?
Asahina-san breathes a sigh of relief.
Mikuru: Then I will, um... is it okay if I come get you, at your house?
......Kaaaaaaah! Now this is a girl I'd like to brag to my mother about! I'll definitely introduce her, definitely.
Kyon: Of course! How can I refuse?!
Mikuru: Thanks, Kyon-kun. ...I'll be there at eleven, unless you're busy then...
After assuring Asahina-san that I was indeed not busy, we said goodbye and hung up. ...Tomorrow is going to be wonderful.
I'm going to have to get up early in order to get ready, and to plan out an escape route if Haruhi sees us together again. In that case, I had better get to sleep very soon.
Goodnight.
Phone Call- Nagato
...
I am going to have to do something about these evil, evil, terrifying, and evil headphones. Even after Nagato apparently destroyed them, they have somehow reconstituted themselves. This is not normal.
Not that I ever thought it was, of course.
Argh, I don't want to think about any of this. I'll just lock them in a box and pretend they don't exist.
I have a heavy steel box containing everything I had kept from my naive childhood, things I didn't want to or couldn't throw out. I shoved the headphones in there, locked it tight, and put it back deep in the recesses of the closet.
Out of sight, out of mind. At least until they show up on my pillow again.
...I guess I should probably contact Nagato, though.
I dial her number and, like usual, am greeted with silence on the other end.
Kyon: Hey, Nagato? I have bad news. The headphones came back.
Yuki: ...That is impossible. The data link to the physical universe was severed.
Kyon: There seem to be a lot of impossible things going on with these headphones. Regardless of data links and severing, they're here right now, in my room.
In my opinion, they're possessed by devils.
Kyon: ...Say, Nagato, could you perform an exorcism? Like, as soon as possible?
Silence. Well, I suppose that was a stupid request.
Yuki: ...I will need time to gather the necessary materials and research the proper techniques.
Wait, that's a yes, isn't it? Yes, it's a yes.
Kyon: So, maybe... tomorrow morning?
Yuki: ...
Kyon: I can't hear you nodding over the phone, Nagato.
Yuki: Yes.
Kyon: Great, I'll see you then.
I hang up.
I don't think this would normally work, but if Nagato thinks she can actually get rid of these things for good, I'll have to believe her.
Looking at the clock, if I'm to be up for the exorcism tomorrow, I should be getting to sleep about now. Argh, there goes my wonderful Sunday...
Goodnight.
The Fox's Curse
...
There's no way this is happening, right? This has to be a bad dream, right?
I mean, to begin with, how would Koizumi-san have gotten in here? The trellis? No, no one is stupid enough to climb that thing.
This could just be another trick of those blasted headphones, but... I do have to wonder.
Could she have been the one that left these here in the first place? Could everything today, even the things that seemed sincere, have been acts?
How can I tell what's false from what's real?
Wait, hold on, calm down, deep breaths, let's examine the situation. What do I know about Koizumi-san and the headphones? What do I know for [i]certain[/b]?
Let's make a list.
a) Koizumi-san is inherently suspicious. Not only did I meet her by what seemed like chance, but she lied to me about her name and identity. Futhermore, her 'real' identity is probably also a lie; it's much too convenient for Koizumi's cousin, who belongs to the same Agency and has the same mission, as well as a similar name and appearance, to just show up out of the blue. I'm going to mash Koizumi's face in the next time I see him.
b) Whenever I listen to these headphones, I fall into a coma and start dreaming about things that either never happened to me, or happened in a very different way. There has to be some kind of supernatural effect imbued in them or something like that.
c) I first met Koizumi-san the day I 'received' the headphones.
d) As an esper, Koizumi-san presumably has supernatural abilities.
e) Koizumi-san was asking about the headphones all day. She also claims to know their original owner.
f) I have here a rather creepy note purportedly written by Koizumi-san that would suggest that she's the one who left them here in the first place.
...
Sure, it could be anyone other than her. Sure, the headphones themselves could be screwing with me.
But in the face of this (admittedly circumstantial) evidence, what other conclusion am I supposed to come to?
I'm going to have to believe that I was played like the fool I am, completely and utterly. I am going to have to accept that a girl I was willing to trust has been behind all of the strange events today, and probably those of the past week as well, come to think of it.
...This pisses me off. It really, really pisses me off.
Kyon: Arrrrrrgggghhhh!
The decisions that end up being life-changing are often ones we don't even think about. In my righteous rage, I reach up to my cheek, and... rip off the bandage covering it.
...
It hurts. It's not a sharp pain, but a dull one.
It hurts like an injury I've had for several years but never quite recovered from.
There is a full-length mirror leaning against one wall of my room. Standing in front of it, I see something I should have expected, given what Koizumi-san said earlier.
A long, thin, pink scar runs up the side of my head, from just above my jawline to the middle of my temple. Although it looks as though the scar has gone through ten years of healing in only a few hours, it's still... unsightly.
Beginning to panic a little, I find the bandage and stick it on the scar. It falls off. I stick it on again. It falls off.
What else did she say... 'whatever you do, don't take it off'?
...There's no way this is happening, right? This has to be a bad dream, right?
Goodnight.
I know I always say this and am lying, but there WILL be more later on.
Well, not much to say about the Premonition path, since they are only a bridge to the bad ends. The player would know that they screwed up by now. Silly bishoujo game PC; if there's no gay option, being mean to girls lead to doom.
Haruhi and Mikuru are the most normal sounding paths. Ironic that Kyon in the Haruhi path feels that he's got the worst possible outcome for that day.
Yuki path digs deeper, but Kyon probably shouldn't have asked for an exorcism. It'll be his own fault if Yuki shows up tomorrow in a Miko outfit and a bag of tools like Sugisaki's in Seitokai no Ichizon Ep. 11.
Itsuko's path is dark interesting. A large visible scar? Also funny how Kyon comments he wants to punch Itsuki; why blame Itsuki, Kyon? It's not his fault this time, as far as you know.
All in all, a great job in closing out the day. Really look forward to what you can do on Day 6.
Shouldn't there be more variations on "Premonition"? If I recall correctly, you can still get it even after completing a girl's subset if you don't have enough points/that girl's points are less than another's, so (assuming I'm correct/you haven't changed it) there should be variations that tie into these subsets.
Other than that, though, good scenes. I can't wait for the rest.
Probably should be just a few extra lines for each variation. For Nagato and Itsuko there should be a different line in the beggining, refering to the headphones. For the others just an extra line in the end to give a sense of continuity. Not real need for a whole new scene.
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Originally Posted by Kaisos Erranon
Spoiler for September the Sixth, Day 5, Flag Check: My Room- Premonition/Phone Call/The Fox's Curse:
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Nice scene over all. Due to it nature I will comment each sub-scene separatedly.
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Originally Posted by Kaisos Erranon
Spoiler for September the Sixth, Day 5, Flag Check: My Room- Premonition:
Premonition
After dinner, I head up to my room, having come to the decision that I should probably lock up these headphones somewhere safe forever.
I have a heavy steel box containing everything I had kept from my naive childhood, things I didn't want to or couldn't throw out. I shoved the headphones in there, locked it tight, and put it back deep in the recesses of the closet.
Out of sight, out of mind.
As I was sitting on my bed, I had a sudden pronouncement of doom. It came out of nowhere, which is why it was sudden.
For a few precious seconds, I felt as though I was about to die. I felt as though I had simply squandered the last week, that I hadn't accomplished anything. That it was this laziness of mine this was what was going to kill me. That I had made the wrong decisions. That the world was going to end and there was nothing I could do about it.
But the feeling soon passed. It was just a feeling, after all.
Goodnight.
Premonition (Thiefless)
Dinner was the usual affair, with my mother asking where I had been all day and my sister teasing me.
To escape her assertions that I had been with a girl the whole time, I escaped to my room before my mom could request to know more about my 'new girlfriend'.
It was as I was sitting on my bed that I had a sudden pronouncement of doom. It came out of nowhere, which is why it was sudden.
For a few precious seconds, I felt as though I was about to die. I felt as though I had simply squandered the last week, that I hadn't accomplished anything. That it was this laziness of mine this was what was going to kill me. That I had made the wrong decisions. That the world was going to end and there was nothing I could do about it.
But the feeling soon passed. It was just a feeling, after all.
Goodnight.
First, as luap said, there should be a few variation here. Nothing big, just a few, or even a single, lines for the sake of continuity. The most important ones are related to Nagato and Itsuko, since having the headphones back in these scenarios is particularly weird (having Kyon mention the bandage is also cool, but not realy necessery).
I just didn't understood the Premonition (Thiefless). It is for when you leave the headphones with kyonko but don't bring her to your house?
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Originally Posted by Kaisos Erranon
Spoiler for September the Sixth, Day 5, Flag Check: My Room- Phone Call- Haruhi:
Phone Call- Haruhi
...
I am going to have to do something about these evil, evil, terrifying, and evil headphones. Throwing them out the window clearly didn't work... perhaps I should try destroying them? Or would that release the demon within, setting it loose upon the outside world?
I don't want to think about it. I'll just lock them in a box and pretend they don't exist.
I have a heavy steel box containing everything I had kept from my naive childhood, things I didn't want to or couldn't throw out. I shoved the headphones in there, locked it tight, and put it back deep in the recesses of the closet.
Out of sight, out of mind. At least until they show up on my pillow again.
Just as I had finished doing that, my cellphone rang. Checking the call display revealed that it was Haruhi.
Damn it. She was just here, why is she calling me again? My body can only handle so much Haruhi in a day, you know.
Kyon: Hey, Haruhi?
Haruhi: Before you get the wrong idea, I'm not calling you just to check up on you! I left a, er, pencil at your place when I visited, and was just wondering if you had seen it.
Kyon: A... pencil?
Of all the flimsy--! If you need a pencil, I'll loan you one. We have about twenty extra, as I'm sure you do as well. What was so special about this one?!
Haruhi: Oh, nevermind, I found it. It was on my desk. Anyway, I've organized another Search for Mysterious Events tomorrow! You had better be there!
Kyon: But... you just looked around today... do you really think that fantastic things are just going to--
Haruhi: Oh, shut up. Anyway, we're meeting at the usual spot at nine-thirty, so you had better be on time! If you aren't, you'll be facing a triple penalty! See you then.
She hangs up.
...My... Sunday... it's gone...
...A triple penalty sounds pretty bad. I should endeavour to be as early as possible tomorrow. Like at the end of last may, I'll arrive about three hours early, just in case. Let's see her stick me with the bill this time!
Looking at the clock, if I'm going to get up that early, I should probably go to sleep now.
Goodnight.
Haruhi's excuse is sooo lame. Well, while it is funny, it is really needed? Since she has a 'legit' excuse anyway shouldn't she just use it from the beggining?
Also, I found interesting as Haruhi make the scene being more lightheaded(not a good word). I few something 'dark' for every scene but thies one.
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Originally Posted by Kaisos Erranon
Spoiler for September the Sixth, Day 5, Flag Check: My Room- Phone Call- Asahina-san:
Phone Call- Asahina-san
...
I am going to have to do something about these evil, evil, terrifying, and evil headphones. Just leaving them in the hospital clearly didn't work... perhaps I should try destroying them? Or would that release the demon within, setting it loose upon the outside world?
I don't want to think about it. I'll just lock them in a box and pretend they don't exist.
I have a heavy steel box containing everything I had kept from my naive childhood, things I didn't want to or couldn't throw out. I shoved the headphones in there, locked it tight, and put it back deep in the recesses of the closet.
Out of sight, out of mind. At least until they show up on my pillow again.
Just as I had finished doing that, my cellphone rang. Checking the call display revealed that it was... Asahina-san?
I answer without haste!
Kyon: Hello, Asahina-san?
Mikuru: Is that Kyon-kun? I hope you're feeling okay...
Whenever I hear your wonderful voice, I regain all my lost hit points. You needn't worry, Asahina-san.
Mikuru: Um, I was wondering if you'd like to, um, h-hang out together tomorrow, as well...
......Kaaaaaaah! Time alone with Asahina-san two days in a row!? This is definitely worth all the fainting and nightmares.
Kyon: Of course! How can I refuse?
Asahina-san breathes a sigh of relief.
Mikuru: Then I will, um... is it okay if I come get you, at your house?
......Kaaaaaaah! Now this is a girl I'd like to brag to my mother about! I'll definitely introduce her, definitely.
Kyon: Of course! How can I refuse?!
Mikuru: Thanks, Kyon-kun. ...I'll be there at eleven, unless you're busy then...
After assuring Asahina-san that I was indeed not busy, we said goodbye and hung up. ...Tomorrow is going to be wonderful.
I'm going to have to get up early in order to get ready, and to plan out an escape route if Haruhi sees us together again. In that case, I had better get to sleep very soon.
Goodnight.
Kyon's reaction here are funny. And fitting in how he generally act when talking with Mikuru. He is so careless around her he woudl'nt notice if she had him in the point of a gun.
Every time Mikuru wants to have a time alone with Kyon something weird (and potentially dangerous) involving Time-Travel happen, which make me wonder what might be here, since Mikuru shouldn't be able to know nothing about the sliders here. Of course I might be overthinking and Mikuru just want to hang out with Kyon. But I definitivelly feel something dark here.
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Originally Posted by Kaisos Erranon
I knew it. /Edit
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Originally Posted by Kaisos Erranon
Spoiler for September the Sixth, Day 5, Flag Check: My Room- Phone Call:
Phone Call- Nagato
...
I am going to have to do something about these evil, evil, terrifying, and evil headphones. Even after Nagato apparently destroyed them, they have somehow reconstituted themselves. This is not normal.
Not that I ever thought it was, of course.
Argh, I don't want to think about any of this. I'll just lock them in a box and pretend they don't exist.
I have a heavy steel box containing everything I had kept from my naive childhood, things I didn't want to or couldn't throw out. I shoved the headphones in there, locked it tight, and put it back deep in the recesses of the closet.
Out of sight, out of mind. At least until they show up on my pillow again.
...I guess I should probably contact Nagato, though.
I dial her number and, like usual, am greeted with silence on the other end.
Kyon: Hey, Nagato? I have bad news. The headphones came back.
Yuki: ...That is impossible. The data link to the physical universe was severed.
Kyon: There seem to be a lot of impossible things going on with these headphones. Regardless of data links and severing, they're here right now, in my room.
In my opinion, they're possessed by devils.
Kyon: ...Say, Nagato, could you perform an exorcism? Like, as soon as possible?
Silence. Well, I suppose that was a stupid request.
Yuki: ...I will need time to gather the necessary materials and research the proper techniques.
Wait, that's a yes, isn't it? Yes, it's a yes.
Kyon: So, maybe... tomorrow morning?
Yuki: ...
Kyon: I can't hear you nodding over the phone, Nagato.
Yuki: Yes.
Kyon: Great, I'll see you then.
I hang up.
I don't think this would normally work, but if Nagato thinks she can actually get rid of these things for good, I'll have to believe her.
Looking at the clock, if I'm to be up for the exorcism tomorrow, I should be getting to sleep about now. Argh, there goes my wonderful Sunday...
Goodnight.
Is in time like this I know how much better Kyon treats Yuki after Disappearance. He is kinda being a jerk here, pushing her so much, even tough it is comprehensible (these headphones are really evil).
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Originally Posted by Kaisos Erranon
Spoiler for September the Sixth, Day 5, Flag Check: My Room- The Fox's Curse:
The Fox's Curse
...
There's no way this is happening, right? This has to be a bad dream, right?
I mean, to begin with, how would Koizumi-san have gotten in here? The trellis? No, no one is stupid enough to climb that thing.
This could just be another trick of those blasted headphones, but... I do have to wonder.
Could she have been the one that left these here in the first place? Could everything today, even the things that seemed sincere, have been acts?
How can I tell what's false from what's real?
Wait, hold on, calm down, deep breaths, let's examine the situation. What do I know about Koizumi-san and the headphones? What do I know for [i]certain[/b]?
Let's make a list.
a) Koizumi-san is inherently suspicious. Not only did I meet her by what seemed like chance, but she lied to me about her name and identity. Futhermore, her 'real' identity is probably also a lie; it's much too convenient for Koizumi's cousin, who belongs to the same Agency and has the same mission, as well as a similar name and appearance, to just show up out of the blue. I'm going to mash Koizumi's face in the next time I see him.
b) Whenever I listen to these headphones, I fall into a coma and start dreaming about things that either never happened to me, or happened in a very different way. There has to be some kind of supernatural effect imbued in them or something like that.
c) I first met Koizumi-san the day I 'received' the headphones.
d) As an esper, Koizumi-san presumably has supernatural abilities.
e) Koizumi-san was asking about the headphones all day. She also claims to know their original owner.
f) I have here a rather creepy note purportedly written by Koizumi-san that would suggest that she's the one who left them here in the first place.
...
Sure, it could be anyone other than her. Sure, the headphones themselves could be screwing with me.
But in the face of this (admittedly circumstantial) evidence, what other conclusion am I supposed to come to?
I'm going to have to believe that I was played like the fool I am, completely and utterly. I am going to have to accept that a girl I was willing to trust has been behind all of the strange events today, and probably those of the past week as well, come to think of it.
...This pisses me off. It really, really pisses me off.
Kyon: Arrrrrrgggghhhh!
The decisions that end up being life-changing are often ones we don't even think about. In my righteous rage, I reach up to my cheek, and... rip off the bandage covering it.
...
It hurts. It's not a sharp pain, but a dull one.
It hurts like an injury I've had for several years but never quite recovered from.
There is a full-length mirror leaning against one wall of my room. Standing in front of it, I see something I should have expected, given what Koizumi-san said earlier.
A long, thin, pink scar runs up the side of my head, from just above my jawline to the middle of my temple. Although it looks as though the scar has gone through ten years of healing in only a few hours, it's still... unsightly.
Beginning to panic a little, I find the bandage and stick it on the scar. It falls off. I stick it on again. It falls off.
What else did she say... 'whatever you do, don't take it off'?
...There's no way this is happening, right? This has to be a bad dream, right?
Goodnight.
Funny, at first I tought Kyon was, at once, not being stupid, making that list with clever deductions. Soon after he just went and tear of these bandages. Oh, well.
However, this list was very interesting. Specially the item c), that is, while correct, pretty missleading. I wonder if he is going to conclude she is, somehow, the responsable behind the headphones.
In any case, their next meeting is going to be pretty interesting.
Also, this was the only scene in where he don't lock the headphones in the box right?
Speaking in the box...
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Originally Posted by Kaisos Erranon
Spoiler for September the Sixth, Day 5, Flag Check: My Room- Premonition/Phone Call:
I have a heavy steel box containing everything I had kept from my naive childhood, things I didn't want to or couldn't throw out. I shoved the headphones in there, locked it tight, and put it back deep in the recesses of the closet.
I believe you posted something about it already, but "my naive childhood" is the same as "before I met Sasaki" right? And waht is locked tehre are the supernatural related stuff he was fan before that, right?
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Originally Posted by Kaisos Erranon
I know I always say this and am lying, but there WILL be more later on.
But you always says it, and you are usually lying.
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Originally Posted by Kaisos Erranon
Just take the first bits of each Phone Call scene and add the Premonition bit to the ends of them.
Problem solved.
Sorry, but I don't think I get what you mean.
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Originally Posted by otai
Itsuko's path is dark interesting. A large visible scar? Also funny how Kyon comments he wants to punch Itsuki; why blame Itsuki, Kyon? It's not his fault this time, as far as you know.
Silly otai, it is aways Itsuki fault. Giving how much he deceive with that smile, I am not surprised Kyon went to that conclusion. He and his 'cousing' were being really suspicious here.
For the Premonition (Haruhi), Premonition (Mikuru) and Premonition (Yuki) scenes, you just need to take the pre-phone call bits of each, and add Kyon's premonition to them. It's pretty simple and I really don't feel like writing it out.
For Itsuko's, I'd cut if off right before he starts asking those paranoid questions, add the bit about him not caring anymore and locking the 'phones in the box, and then the premonition.
For the Premonition (Haruhi), Premonition (Mikuru) and Premonition (Yuki) scenes, you just need to take the pre-phone call bits of each, and add Kyon's premonition to them. It's pretty simple and I really don't feel like writing it out.
But both Haruhi's and Mikuru's scene start the same as Premonition and only change after the phone call. It is not really a big deal, as of these 3, only Yuki's change something really important. Just for extra sense of continuity.
But both Haruhi's and Mikuru's scene start the same as Premonition and only change after the phone call.
...? They have the bits about him discovering the headphones on his bed.
Furthermore, it's impossible to enter a normal route if you didn't go out with a girl that day, Danchou and I have decided. For ease of writing, mostly.