Valkyria Chronicles FanFiction Discussion

[Runty]

Originally Posted by Snowman24

Yeah, and that's a shame, I probably would have loved to write some Imca fics or other ones if I got to know the characters and their personalities

Who knows? Maybe a translation project will come around.

But in the meantime, keep at the VC2 oneshots.

[Snowman24]

So, Runty, have you ever watched a movie called, 'Hanna'? The first 20 or 30 minutes of it are VERY Marina+Her Father like... down to the point that they lived in a cabin, in the wilderness, seperated from the rest of humanity...like-so... and... stuff...

Sorry, when I watched this movie recently, I was think... MAN! This is SO Marina Wulfstan and her Father like movie! Sure, the rest may not match... you'd have to watch it all to understand.

[Mr. Wang]

My, my, it certainly is unnerving to see this thread being dominated by Runty and Snowman. Not that that's a bad thing per-se, it's just sad to see only two people that have actively been working on Valkyria Chronicles fanfictions for a while.

Yes, I should be one to talk... Snowman, I will say I have been writing for Ordinarily Extraordinary, and I've still attempted to work on it. I do expect a finish chapter. What I don't expect, is for it to be easy on me. And believe me, having this story as a Dead Fic is of my most grievous regrets...

In other news, perhaps something I might work on a bit later, is another story idea I had for VC. It's not unlike your own minific collection, Snowman. However, I've had this idea since I was regularly writing OE, but I didn't want to act upon it since it would likely tumble my priorities when it came to VC stories. Guess you beat me to it, man. Wouldn't hurt to at least share what I've got:

Spoiler for Behind Amatrain's Walls:

As reporter Irene Ellet continues to tag along, writing her book on the various treks of the Gallian Militia and Squad 7, she takes the time to make a more personal account of who these men and women really are. The things she finds out are surprising, ranging from drama, to humor, to just plain weird eccentrics.

The whole concept of "A Day in the Limelight" is the whole premise of it. Basically, while writing her story, Ellet follows every member of Squad 7 outside of the main cast. A day in the life of "X"...

Several drabbles of them, in one scenario or another. Each member of Squad 7 would've gotten their own specific chapter centered on them at least once, though that doesn't stop them from recurring in other people's stories.

Spoiler for Example 1: Wavy:

For Wavy, he's somewhat shocked to find that several of the younger squad-mates that would still be in middle school by normal standards (including Oscar, Emile, Ted, and Homer) seem to have a distinct lack of certain knowledge and discipline that kids their age should have. So being the teacher he has been, he takes one of the off-days to try and educate these boys in a school-like manner, much to their annoyance. What's funny, is Aisha actually acts as his assistant teacher; a "role model" to the boys, much to their bitterness. And Ellet gets to watch the whole time....

Spoiler for Example 2: Hermes:

Hermes' chapter is essentially a chronicle of failures, as he tries to put the moves on fellow ladies of Squad 7, and eventually Ellet herself when she starts interviewing him more in detail. More failure ensues.

Spoiler for Example 3: Noce:

Noce's chapter is focused on him after he ends up reading Nadine's works; and is shocked to notice her stuff is a bit more romantic than his. Ellet's tagalong with him is a chronicle for Noce to ponder just how he can change his writing style just enough so that he can win Alicia's heart. Ellet makes some sarcastic comments about Noce's chances, which he is oblivious to.

Spoiler for Example 4: Wendy:

Wendy's chapter focuses on her bringing Ellet along to an... "unsanctioned workshop" where Wendy works on her explosive devices, with Ramsey also present, helping her out. While eccentric, enthusiastic, and showing a lot of positive emotion in tinkering than anywhere Ellet can even remember in Wendy, she's constantly nervous and feels that the rather open room she's in feels oh-so constricting when you consider the fact something they're working on just might blow up.

A couple of ideas I'm just throwing around, and I thought I'd just drop by and see what you guys would think.

[Snowman24]

^Wow, ain't seen you around here for quite some time, Mr.Wang

Yes, as a HUGE VC fan, I feel a certain obligation to keep the fanfic thread alive :P And as you can see, it's certainly keeping me busy these days :P Though I'm taking a break from VC1 fics and trying to spread some love for the characters of VC2 *Especially Magari <3 *

So... any idea when/if you'll update you OE fic? Been waiting... a year? now, close to.

[MrTerrorist]

Originally Posted by Mr. Wang

My, my, it certainly is unnerving to see this thread being dominated by Runty and Snowman. Not that that's a bad thing per-se, it's just sad to see only two people that have actively been working on Valkyria Chronicles fanfictions for a while.

Yes, I should be one to talk... Snowman, I will say I have been writing for Ordinarily Extraordinary, and I've still attempted to work on it. I do expect a finish chapter. What I don't expect, is for it to be easy on me. And believe me, having this story as a Dead Fic is of my most grievous regrets...

In other news, perhaps something I might work on a bit later, is another story idea I had for VC. It's not unlike your own minific collection, Snowman. However, I've had this idea since I was regularly writing OE, but I didn't want to act upon it since it would likely tumble my priorities when it came to VC stories. Guess you beat me to it, man. Wouldn't hurt to at least share what I've got:

Spoiler for Behind Amatrain's Walls:

As reporter Irene Ellet continues to tag along, writing her book on the various treks of the Gallian Militia and Squad 7, she takes the time to make a more personal account of who these men and women really are. The things she finds out are surprising, ranging from drama, to humor, to just plain weird eccentrics.

The whole concept of "A Day in the Limelight" is the whole premise of it. Basically, while writing her story, Ellet follows every member of Squad 7 outside of the main cast. A day in the life of "X"...

Several drabbles of them, in one scenario or another. Each member of Squad 7 would've gotten their own specific chapter centered on them at least once, though that doesn't stop them from recurring in other people's stories.

Spoiler for Example 1: Wavy:

For Wavy, he's somewhat shocked to find that several of the younger squad-mates that would still be in middle school by normal standards (including Oscar, Emile, Ted, and Homer) seem to have a distinct lack of certain knowledge and discipline that kids their age should have. So being the teacher he has been, he takes one of the off-days to try and educate these boys in a school-like manner, much to their annoyance. What's funny, is Aisha actually acts as his assistant teacher; a "role model" to the boys, much to their bitterness. And Ellet gets to watch the whole time....

Spoiler for Example 2: Hermes:

Hermes' chapter is essentially a chronicle of failures, as he tries to put the moves on fellow ladies of Squad 7, and eventually Ellet herself when she starts interviewing him more in detail. More failure ensues.

Spoiler for Example 3: Noce:

Noce's chapter is focused on him after he ends up reading Nadine's works; and is shocked to notice her stuff is a bit more romantic than his. Ellet's tagalong with him is a chronicle for Noce to ponder just how he can change his writing style just enough so that he can win Alicia's heart. Ellet makes some sarcastic comments about Noce's chances, which he is oblivious to.

Spoiler for Example 4: Wendy:

Wendy's chapter focuses on her bringing Ellet along to an... "unsanctioned workshop" where Wendy works on her explosive devices, with Ramsey also present, helping her out. While eccentric, enthusiastic, and showing a lot of positive emotion in tinkering than anywhere Ellet can even remember in Wendy, she's constantly nervous and feels that the rather open room she's in feels oh-so constricting when you consider the fact something they're working on just might blow up.

A couple of ideas I'm just throwing around, and I thought I'd just drop by and see what you guys would think.

That's good. Hopefully you can add more stories like Cezary, Nadine, Marina and Ted.

[Mirena]

It has been a while since I checked this thread and I figured that it was about time to pop in again.

Last time I was having some problems with lack of information for writing something, but I noticed that there have been some more posts that seem like they should be helpful. (That and I managed to dig up some stuff I yet have to read.) Still haven't made any progress on my fic though, and it expect it to be slow. Perhaps I'll attempt one about something else on the side.

Regarding fanfiction in general, I have a few questions. What is the general stance on improbable what-if-scenarios? If find that they can be quite entertaining if done well - in the rest of the cases you're usually left with a train wreck.

And how do you handle headcanon? At least in my case, I feel that when being fond of a series for a while, you see things differently. You'll have your assumptions, little things that seem natural inside your head even though there is little to no basis for them, things lifted from various places, fanfiction perhaps. So in a way it feels like the original gradually is twisted into a much more personal interpretation. How much of this is it "okay" to add? Do you enjoy when an author goes all out and adds their own flavor? Or is it merely annoying?

[Mr. Wang]

Originally Posted by Mirena

Spoiler for Quote:

It has been a while since I checked this thread and I figured that it was about time to pop in again.

Last time I was having some problems with lack of information for writing something, but I noticed that there have been some more posts that seem like they should be helpful. (That and I managed to dig up some stuff I yet have to read.) Still haven't made any progress on my fic though, and it expect it to be slow. Perhaps I'll attempt one about something else on the side.

Regarding fanfiction in general, I have a few questions. What is the general stance on improbable what-if-scenarios? If find that they can be quite entertaining if done well - in the rest of the cases you're usually left with a train wreck.

And how do you handle headcanon? At least in my case, I feel that when being fond of a series for a while, you see things differently. You'll have your assumptions, little things that seem natural inside your head even though there is little to no basis for them, things lifted from various places, fanfiction perhaps. So in a way it feels like the original gradually is twisted into a much more personal interpretation. How much of this is it "okay" to add? Do you enjoy when an author goes all out and adds their own flavor? Or is it merely annoying

For "What-if" scenarios, I'm not sure quite sure I could give a universal answer. It is fanfiction after all. Some people might be dissatisfied with a scenario that happened in canon, or some people might be genuinely curious of these what-if's. It depends on how drastic the change might be from canon. If you change maybe a couple minor things, perhaps not too many people will mind. If it's a complete derailment from some main canon concept, or just something totally different in general, it might help to at least notify if you're keeping this as an AU (Alternate Universe, as some fanfic writer's say) story very early on, like in the summary. That way, people will expect changes, but you won't (or at least shouldn't) get angry reviews asking why you changed something, when you simply stated from the beginning that you'll be deviating from canon. You'd attract readers who would be interested in reading this what-if alternate scenario.

In terms of adding personal flavor, it's very true that nobody can universally agree with how some character or concept will work. I suppose that this can especially apply to a lot of the Valkyria Chronicles characters outside of the main cast, due to how much they are left somewhat ambiguous enough to be left to personal interpretations. While some people may get irked or upset if characters aren't portrayed the same way they may see them, I know that many people will find these interpretations quite engaging. After all, if everything was the same, things would get boring after a while, right?

[Beri270T3]

@Mirena

I wholeheartedly agree with you on improbable what ifs and what ifs in general. They can be really well done despite the occasional slip ups in the background. Most though that I've read in fanfiction were not that great. Normally it was because the author did not account for their changes to the canon. A handful were Mary Sue type fics. Others though are very dry because they get to be too detail oriented and therefore there is a lack of character development which is the key element of the story, or they did not hold true to certain characters.
What ifs are the same idea as alternate history and I have read a few series of alternate history. Again there are the slip ups that do leave me wondering how or why it contradicts itself all of a sudden, but for the most part they are good.

Fanon is good. It adds the author's unique perspective of events, characters or whatever for the rest of us to enjoy. However if it seems natural to you, the challenge is trying to establish it as natural to your audience. Unfortunately i can't think of a good example at the moment.

[Owlette]

I wonder, are there any more of fanfic writers sites that is sort of like the conceptart.org forum? It seems there is only fanfiction.net site. Recurrently, I just found the Fantasy Writers site that does accept fanfic stories, but I feel it is not enough because I am not a fantasy writer anymore. Do anybody know where fanfic sites are? You can PM me for writers sites. I really want to see 'em.

[Oct. 29, 2011: Found few awesome writers & authors sites. Now, don't mind this comment. Thanks for reading. ]

[Snowman24]

Personally, I think that so long as you stick to the events *Canon* of the story line, BUT can change little things inbetween each event, then it's quite alright. But if you actually change an event that happened, then it kinda doesn't really work. Not to say that it's not enjoyable to read sometimes.

Now, the same can't be said for the "Minor" characters, in VC1 all of the characters only had 2 or 3 paragraphs that described their lives and no actual time on the screen during cutscenes *Which was REALLY odd! Where were all of the 20+ members you can take with you on missions when;

Spoiler for VC1 spoiler:

Isara got shot and died during the costal mission? I mean, if they really were there, then the Imps wouldn't have shot her, or they wouldn't have gotten away, because so many more people woulda been around* Sorry, End angry rant.

Anyways, I think the side characters can be changed anyway you want. Their own little stories won't affect the story Canon--most likely--in such a way that it'll change everything. Which is why I stick to stories that have squad mates or side characters within the main story line and don't really touch Welkin, Alicia, Largo, Rosie or any other main characters in my stories *with the exception of Selvaria, but not enough in a way that makes her part seem TOO unlikely*

[KiraYamatoFan]

Originally Posted by Snowman24

Spoiler for VC1 spoiler:

Isara got shot and died during the costal mission? I mean, if they really were there, then the Imps wouldn't have shot her, or they wouldn't have gotten away, because so many more people woulda been around* Sorry, End angry rant.

I'm not good with writing a fanfic yet, but there are times when I wished I wrote a small scene where Welkin went out and made a Tristan Ludlow of himself during the night after that tragedy by

Spoiler for Legends of the Fall:

going alone just inside enemy lines to silently knife a number of Imperials before cutting off their scalps and coming back in the morning with the scalps hanging all over him, much to the frightened look of his comrades. Call it a small measure of well-deserved vengeance.

[Beri270T3]

Originally Posted by Snowman24

Anyways, I think the side characters can be changed anyway you want. Their own little stories won't affect the story Canon--most likely--in such a way that it'll change everything. Which is why I stick to stories that have squad mates or side characters within the main story line and don't really touch Welkin, Alicia, Largo, Rosie or any other main characters in my stories *with the exception of Selvaria, but not enough in a way that makes her part seem TOO unlikely*

Hypocrisy! Just kidding Snowman. In terms of Valkyria Chronicles 2 I'd say from everything I've heard about it, it could use a lot more grounding. Especially in terms of Avan, Cosette, and a few of the supporting cast. As far as the first game goes, changing things up could be a real refresher from time to time. Even within the canon an author could modify personalities of the main cast so we see a more developed character. In my case, I've always been wondering about salvaging Georg von Damon, put him in a positive light with the audience and maintain the negative views of subordinates.

'The Legend of the Fall' influence is certainly one route an author could go there Kira. Another more general one I can think of due to that incident is 'one heartbreak leads to another.'

[Snowman24]

Coleen and Morris fanfic, preview #2

Spoiler for preview #2:

A few hours later, the battle was over and the village was relatively intact and casualties were low among the Darcsen villagers. This was all thanks to the secret caves near the village, hiding places in times of danger that had saved the villagers many times. Yet the biggest cause for the easy victory was the relatively low number of Rebel soldiers sent in to perform the purge. All were armed with rifles or machine guns, very few mortar or lancers as well, and only two tanks.

There were those among Class G who didn’t even notice this fact, as their minds were elsewhere the whole time. Such as Coleen and Morris. Now that the village was safe, she was trying to find Morris so that they could talk.

She walked through the village and soon found Morris following Alexis, the two of them were carrying all of the classes stacked armoured tech and fencer shields back to the supply trucks. Alexis easily handled the tied bundle of shields and walked with strong, steady steps. Morris, however, was having trouble carrying the stack and wobbled with each step. He then fell face first into the snow and dropped the stack.

“Morris!” Coleen cried out worriedly.

Morris looked tuckered out as he finally lifted his face out of the snow, then looked over to the stack. But before he could climb back to his feet and continue on, Alexis had already returned to his side, bent down and picked up the stack and flung it over her other shoulder by the strap. Now she was carrying close to a hundred pounds on her back, but didn’t show the least amount of strain. She then gave Morris a disappointed shake of the head and continued on alone. Morris dropped his head and sighed.

Coleen then ran up to Morris and dropped to one knee, setting her lance down next to her. She attempted to help Morris back to his feet, but he ripped his arm away as soon as she grabbed a hold, “Don’t! Just… don’t…” Morris pleaded.

He then climbed to his feet on his own power, Coleen looking away and rubbing her arm at the same time. She then turned to him, “Morris… we need to talk…”

Morris didn’t seem to hear her, “I’m so useless… I can’t even handle a disciplinary task…”

“Why? What happened?”

“I performed even more poorly in battle today than usual… Because of that, Alexis ordered me to help her load the weapons and armour into the trucks. Just the two of us,” said Morris, “But I failed… miserably… And it‘s not just today that I‘m talking about. I always let everyone down…” Morris then retrieved his pick and shield from nearby and started to walk.

“What do you mean?” Coleen asked as she picked up her lance and started to walk with him.

The two had no destination in mind, but Morris didn’t want anyone to hear what he was saying, so they walked to get away from the village where all the others were gathered. Morris then talked about how he was constantly getting scolded by Alexis--the fencer and armoured tech team leader--about his poor performance during drills and making him run laps.

How he was no help even when simply loading or unloading the trucks and only got in everyone’s way. And how even Avan tried once or twice to coach him as his strength trainer. And the list just went on and on and on, until Morris named nearly every member of the class that had a problem with him. Unfortunately, Morris was so busy talking, and Coleen was so busy listening, that the two didn‘t even notice how far they had gotten from the village. But it was definitely past the point of it being visible if either bothered to look over their shoulder.

Coleen shook her head sadly, “Morris… you’re way too hard on yourself.”

“It doesn’t matter anymore,” said Morris, “I’m going to leave the academy as soon as we get back.”

“What?” Coleen gasped, “No! Morris! You can’t!”

“I’m just getting in the way at the academy. And if I stay here, I’m going to get someone killed eventually. It almost happened today…”

“No, Morris, that was my fault.”

“Your fault? How was that your fault? You were on the other side of the village, taking care of the enemy armour.”

“No, I mean that I shouldn’t have made you face my parents today. I’m sure that’s what was weighing on your mind today, am I right?”

Morris swallowed nervously, “No… I was thinking of something else. Something that I think needs to happen.”

“What is it?”

“Coleen… we should break up… You deserve better than me. I was a fool to think that I could ever--” Morris confessed.

"Morris! When you love someone, it shouldn't matter what anyone else thinks! Not their parents, classmates or friends. How could you let that get in the way!" Coleen shouted, "Unless... you never really loved me, like you said you did..."

"Coleen... I-"

Coleen was already crying hard, "You never loved me! You just proved that now!!"

Coleen then started to run way from Morris, but not to the east where everyone else was camped, but to the west, unexplored land. Only then did Morris notice that they were on a narrower mountain path, the slope above was very, very steep, the land was less sloped, but still dangerous. Morris then ran after her, shouting, “Hey! Coleen! Stop!”

He was small, but he was fast, and he grabbed her by the arm after a short distance and stopped her. They struggled for a moment, then Morris heard something and pressed his finger against her lips. Coleen muffled, “What are you--”

“Shhh!” Morris interrupted. He then got low to the ground and began to crawl towards the west. And it was only now that Coleen noticed softly speaking voices. She then began to follow Morris and as soon as the path ended and came upon far more open ground, did they discover a HUGE Rebel presence. There were Half-tracks, tanks, APC’s, and dozens and dozens of foot soldiers. They outnumbered Class G’s forces by at least 4 to 1 now. Worse yet, even more were beginning to show up from the west with each passing second.

“Would you look at that…” Coleen whispered in despair.

Morris nodded, “Our forces will never be able to hold against such numbers.”

“We have to get back and warn them!” Coleen urged.

“I know!” Morris added, “But first we have to--”

He was interrupted by bullets impacting the ground all around their position. Morris and Coleen looked up and saw the mountains littered with snipers and scouts, all firing down at them. Worse yet, the gun fire had caught the attention of the ground troops and armour below. As soon as they heard all of this, the entire force began to drive or charge towards them on foot.

Coleen and Morris then began to fall back on foot, running as fast as their feet could carry them. And it was only when they started running that Morris noticed just how far from the village they were. He could not see any sign of the village or their class on the horizon. They had wandered farther than either of them could have ever imagined.

As they ran, sniper fire and rifle and machine gun fire pelted the ground all around them, Morris knew that they would never be able to make it much further, so he reached over and grabbed Coleen and dragged her behind a nearby rock, one large enough that they could both hide behind it. But what good would that do? Soon enough they would be overrun by the dozens of soldiers and armoured vehicles as they continued on towards the village and their classmates.

Knowing the end was near, Coleen reached over and grabbed Morris by the hand, catching his attention as he looked over at her. “Morris… if this truly is it… I just want to say that I love--”

“Wait!” Morris interrupted as he was looking down not at Coleen, but at the lance held in her hands. He then grabbed her by the shoulder and shook her as he asked, “What’s the range on that thing!?”

“Range?” Coleen asked in surprise.

Morris shook his head, “Never mind! I’ll just have to take my chances!” He then grabbed it out of her hands and pushed her back into the snow.

“Stay here!” Morris ordered, “Don’t follow me!”

He then began to ran towards the rebels with Coleen’s lance held under his arms, his own shield and lance strapped over either shoulder. Coleen couldn’t believe what he was doing. It was pure suicide the way she saw it, even if he could take out a tank or so, he couldn’t stop the entire charge on his own. So she jumped out from behind the rock, shouting ‘STOP’ as loud as she could.

Morris didn’t seem to hear her as he finally came to a stop, and planted the back of Coleen’s lance into the snow, then raised it up at a very, very high angle of fire. Not at any Rebel unit, but up at the snow capped mountains high above. As soon as he finished aiming, he squeezed the large trigger as hard as he could, firing off the one lance round and watching it sail towards the mountains, trailing smoke the whole way. He only smiled for a moment before he felt a hand plant itself on his shoulder. He looked back and saw Coleen.

“I told you not to follow me!” Morris said ungratefully.

“Why!?” Coleen asked, “You know I would follow you anywhere! Because I love you!”

Morris shook his head, “It's not that... It's because--”

A sudden echoing boom overhead made them both look up and they saw the final flash of smoke and fire shoot out from where the lance round had impacted overhead. It was less than a second later that they heard deafening creaks and crackles echo throughout the area. Both they and the Rebel units looked up and saw the huge snow caps and snowy shelves give way… to a HUGE avalanche. One that began to slide towards the Rebels and Coleen and Morris at a frightening speed.

"Morris! What have you done!" Coleen screamed in hysteria.

“It’s why I asked you not to follow me…” Morris said downheartedly, “I was ready to sacrifice my life to prevent these rebels from getting back to our camp. But not for you to as well..."

The huge wall of snow was getting closer each passing second, and Coleen shook Morris by the shoulder as she asked, “What are we going to do!?”

Morris hadn’t planned this far, so it was all on the go. He looked around and saw that Coleen had his shield and war pick strapped around her shoulders. He took them as quick as he could and set the shield down on the ground and shouted, “Get on!”

Coleen climbed on without thinking and Morris hopped on behind her. He then pushed off with his pick and used it like a paddle for a canoe to gain speed down the sloped hill. As he looked back he saw the first of there rebel units get engulfed by the massive amount of ice and snow as the avalanche continued on. Yet her still wasn’t sure what he’d do next to save Coleen’s life, as he was only ready to give up his own for this plan to work.

Coleen and Morris gained more and more momentum down the hill, yet the entire avalanche was catching up, even as it swallowed up the last of the remaining rebel forces in its wake. Morris only looked back for less than a second before Coleen screamed, “AHH! This is it!”

Morris looked forward again and saw the hill end and there were only distant mountain and lower valley floors ahead… hundreds of feet blow. He thought as fast as he could, the shouted, “Give me your axe!”

Coleen clipped her emergency pickaxe off her belt and handed it to Morris’s one free hand. He transferred it to his other hand, then clipped off his own pickaxe and held it in his other free hand. He then shouted, “Hang on to my belt! And whatever happens, don’t let go!!”

Morris then turned 180 degrees and planted both axe tips into the ground and the shield slipped out from under them, and they continued to slide down the hill, but were slowing down slightly. The shield then shot out from the lip of the drop off and spun through the air as it fell to the distant ground below.

A short distance away, Morris continued to hold onto the axes, Coleen to his belt as they continued to slide towards the edge. But as soon as they reached the edge, they suddenly came to a stop. Coleen’s body swung back and forth as she continued to hang onto Morris’s belt as she cried out in terror. Yet they hadn’t gone over completely. Through pure strength, Morris managed to hang onto each pickaxe, but just barely.

Terrified, Coleen began to climb up his body, but only made it up to his shoulders. As soon as her head reappeared over the lip of the cliff, she saw the huge avalanche sliding towards them, tanks and bodies only showed themselves briefly during the entire avalanche.

“AHH! What are we going to do!?” Coleen screamed into Morris’s ear.

“I don’t know!” Morris shouted back, “I’ve been winging it for the last few minutes!”

Coleen screamed even louder as the avalanche was nearly upon them and ready to sweep them off the edge of the cliff where they were clinging to, “AH!! We’re going to die!!”

It was only now that Morris looked towards the East and saw Avan and some of the class appearing on the mountain trail, out of the avalanches path. He smiled as he said, “At least… you’ll all be safe…”. He then ripped both of his axes out of the ice and rocks and both he and Coleen went over the edge of the cliff screaming just as the mountain of ice and snow from the avalanche went over the edge like a waterfall and sent snow flying high into the air as it spilled over.

“NO!!” Cosette screamed, “Morris! Coleen!” she screamed as she watched both of them go over with all the ice and snow from the avalanche.

[Snowman24]

Originally Posted by KiraYamatoFan

I'm not good with writing a fanfic yet, but there are times when I wished I wrote a small scene where Welkin went out and made a Tristan Ludlow of himself during the night after that tragedy by

Spoiler for Legends of the Fall:

going alone just inside enemy lines to silently knife a number of Imperials before cutting off their scalps and coming back in the morning with the scalps hanging all over him, much to the frightened look of his comrades. Call it a small measure of well-deserved vengeance.

That could work you know. Since the scene from Isara's

Spoiler for VC1 spoiler:

death

to the Bruhl mission had a two week period in between. Yeah, two or was it three weeks passed inbetween the Marberry shore and Bruhl mission.

So who's to say what really happened in those few weeks, it seems perfectly plausible enough that Welkin coulda went on that rage and recovered his mind before the Bruhl mission :P

[Firefly00]

Originally Posted by KiraYamatoFan

I'm not good with writing a fanfic yet, but there are times when I wished I wrote a small scene where Welkin went out and made a Tristan Ludlow of himself during the night after that tragedy by...

That could be turned into a dream sequence of sorts akin to one seen in the Punisher 'Up is Down and Black is White' arc... sure, he goes completely around the bend, but...

Spoiler for ...here's the kicker:

...at the end he's covered in blood, standing at the center of a corpse-ridden wasteland (a careful observer will note that some blue-on-blue did in fact occur)... and a very sad Isara appears and asks why he did all of this - she's still dead, and now he's become, well, something else...

[Snowman24]

OOOh o_O that sounds interesting! Love that point/idea

Or Alicia could come charging at him to stop him as he goes on his rampage and he accidentially slashes her across the face or body as he turns around... or maybe even stabs her, but

Spoiler for VC1 spoiler:

because she's a valkyria she knows that she'll recover as she heals quickly. But it was a serious enough wound that it snaps him back and he's horrified at what he did and almost did!

[Runty]

Originally Posted by Snowman24

Coleen and Morris fanfic, preview #2

Spoiler for preview #2:

A few hours later, the battle was over and the village was relatively intact and casualties were low among the Darcsen villagers. This was all thanks to the secret caves near the village, hiding places in times of danger that had saved the villagers many times. Yet the biggest cause for the easy victory was the relatively low number of Rebel soldiers sent in to perform the purge. All were armed with rifles or machine guns, very few mortar or lancers as well, and only two tanks.

There were those among Class G who didn’t even notice this fact, as their minds were elsewhere the whole time. Such as Coleen and Morris. Now that the village was safe, she was trying to find Morris so that they could talk.

She walked through the village and soon found Morris following Alexis, the two of them were carrying all of the classes stacked armoured tech and fencer shields back to the supply trucks. Alexis easily handled the tied bundle of shields and walked with strong, steady steps. Morris, however, was having trouble carrying the stack and wobbled with each step. He then fell face first into the snow and dropped the stack.

“Morris!” Coleen cried out worriedly.

Morris looked tuckered out as he finally lifted his face out of the snow, then looked over to the stack. But before he could climb back to his feet and continue on, Alexis had already returned to his side, bent down and picked up the stack and flung it over her other shoulder by the strap. Now she was carrying close to a hundred pounds on her back, but didn’t show the least amount of strain. She then gave Morris a disappointed shake of the head and continued on alone. Morris dropped his head and sighed.

Coleen then ran up to Morris and dropped to one knee, setting her lance down next to her. She attempted to help Morris back to his feet, but he ripped his arm away as soon as she grabbed a hold, “Don’t! Just… don’t…” Morris pleaded.

He then climbed to his feet on his own power, Coleen looking away and rubbing her arm at the same time. She then turned to him, “Morris… we need to talk…”

Morris didn’t seem to hear her, “I’m so useless… I can’t even handle a disciplinary task…”

“Why? What happened?”

“I performed even more poorly in battle today than usual… Because of that, Alexis ordered me to help her load the weapons and armour into the trucks. Just the two of us,” said Morris, “But I failed… miserably… And it‘s not just today that I‘m talking about. I always let everyone down…” Morris then retrieved his pick and shield from nearby and started to walk.

“What do you mean?” Coleen asked as she picked up her lance and started to walk with him.

The two had no destination in mind, but Morris didn’t want anyone to hear what he was saying, so they walked to get away from the village where all the others were gathered. Morris then talked about how he was constantly getting scolded by Alexis--the fencer and armoured tech team leader--about his poor performance during drills and making him run laps.

How he was no help even when simply loading or unloading the trucks and only got in everyone’s way. And how even Avan tried once or twice to coach him as his strength trainer. And the list just went on and on and on, until Morris named nearly every member of the class that had a problem with him. Unfortunately, Morris was so busy talking, and Coleen was so busy listening, that the two didn‘t even notice how far they had gotten from the village. But it was definitely past the point of it being visible if either bothered to look over their shoulder.

Coleen shook her head sadly, “Morris… you’re way too hard on yourself.”

“It doesn’t matter anymore,” said Morris, “I’m going to leave the academy as soon as we get back.”

“What?” Coleen gasped, “No! Morris! You can’t!”

“I’m just getting in the way at the academy. And if I stay here, I’m going to get someone killed eventually. It almost happened today…”

“No, Morris, that was my fault.”

“Your fault? How was that your fault? You were on the other side of the village, taking care of the enemy armour.”

“No, I mean that I shouldn’t have made you face my parents today. I’m sure that’s what was weighing on your mind today, am I right?”

Morris swallowed nervously, “No… I was thinking of something else. Something that I think needs to happen.”

“What is it?”

“Coleen… we should break up… You deserve better than me. I was a fool to think that I could ever--” Morris confessed.

"Morris! When you love someone, it shouldn't matter what anyone else thinks! Not their parents, classmates or friends. How could you let that get in the way!" Coleen shouted, "Unless... you never really loved me, like you said you did..."

"Coleen... I-"

Coleen was already crying hard, "You never loved me! You just proved that now!!"

Coleen then started to run way from Morris, but not to the east where everyone else was camped, but to the west, unexplored land. Only then did Morris notice that they were on a narrower mountain path, the slope above was very, very steep, the land was less sloped, but still dangerous. Morris then ran after her, shouting, “Hey! Coleen! Stop!”

He was small, but he was fast, and he grabbed her by the arm after a short distance and stopped her. They struggled for a moment, then Morris heard something and pressed his finger against her lips. Coleen muffled, “What are you--”

“Shhh!” Morris interrupted. He then got low to the ground and began to crawl towards the west. And it was only now that Coleen noticed softly speaking voices. She then began to follow Morris and as soon as the path ended and came upon far more open ground, did they discover a HUGE Rebel presence. There were Half-tracks, tanks, APC’s, and dozens and dozens of foot soldiers. They outnumbered Class G’s forces by at least 4 to 1 now. Worse yet, even more were beginning to show up from the west with each passing second.

“Would you look at that…” Coleen whispered in despair.

Morris nodded, “Our forces will never be able to hold against such numbers.”

“We have to get back and warn them!” Coleen urged.

“I know!” Morris added, “But first we have to--”

He was interrupted by bullets impacting the ground all around their position. Morris and Coleen looked up and saw the mountains littered with snipers and scouts, all firing down at them. Worse yet, the gun fire had caught the attention of the ground troops and armour below. As soon as they heard all of this, the entire force began to drive or charge towards them on foot.

Coleen and Morris then began to fall back on foot, running as fast as their feet could carry them. And it was only when they started running that Morris noticed just how far from the village they were. He could not see any sign of the village or their class on the horizon. They had wandered farther than either of them could have ever imagined.

As they ran, sniper fire and rifle and machine gun fire pelted the ground all around them, Morris knew that they would never be able to make it much further, so he reached over and grabbed Coleen and dragged her behind a nearby rock, one large enough that they could both hide behind it. But what good would that do? Soon enough they would be overrun by the dozens of soldiers and armoured vehicles as they continued on towards the village and their classmates.

Knowing the end was near, Coleen reached over and grabbed Morris by the hand, catching his attention as he looked over at her. “Morris… if this truly is it… I just want to say that I love--”

“Wait!” Morris interrupted as he was looking down not at Coleen, but at the lance held in her hands. He then grabbed her by the shoulder and shook her as he asked, “What’s the range on that thing!?”

“Range?” Coleen asked in surprise.

Morris shook his head, “Never mind! I’ll just have to take my chances!” He then grabbed it out of her hands and pushed her back into the snow.

“Stay here!” Morris ordered, “Don’t follow me!”

He then began to ran towards the rebels with Coleen’s lance held under his arms, his own shield and lance strapped over either shoulder. Coleen couldn’t believe what he was doing. It was pure suicide the way she saw it, even if he could take out a tank or so, he couldn’t stop the entire charge on his own. So she jumped out from behind the rock, shouting ‘STOP’ as loud as she could.

Morris didn’t seem to hear her as he finally came to a stop, and planted the back of Coleen’s lance into the snow, then raised it up at a very, very high angle of fire. Not at any Rebel unit, but up at the snow capped mountains high above. As soon as he finished aiming, he squeezed the large trigger as hard as he could, firing off the one lance round and watching it sail towards the mountains, trailing smoke the whole way. He only smiled for a moment before he felt a hand plant itself on his shoulder. He looked back and saw Coleen.

“I told you not to follow me!” Morris said ungratefully.

“Why!?” Coleen asked, “You know I would follow you anywhere! Because I love you!”

Morris shook his head, “It's not that... It's because--”

A sudden echoing boom overhead made them both look up and they saw the final flash of smoke and fire shoot out from where the lance round had impacted overhead. It was less than a second later that they heard deafening creaks and crackles echo throughout the area. Both they and the Rebel units looked up and saw the huge snow caps and snowy shelves give way… to a HUGE avalanche. One that began to slide towards the Rebels and Coleen and Morris at a frightening speed.

"Morris! What have you done!" Coleen screamed in hysteria.

“It’s why I asked you not to follow me…” Morris said downheartedly, “I was ready to sacrifice my life to prevent these rebels from getting back to our camp. But not for you to as well..."

The huge wall of snow was getting closer each passing second, and Coleen shook Morris by the shoulder as she asked, “What are we going to do!?”

Morris hadn’t planned this far, so it was all on the go. He looked around and saw that Coleen had his shield and war pick strapped around her shoulders. He took them as quick as he could and set the shield down on the ground and shouted, “Get on!”

Coleen climbed on without thinking and Morris hopped on behind her. He then pushed off with his pick and used it like a paddle for a canoe to gain speed down the sloped hill. As he looked back he saw the first of there rebel units get engulfed by the massive amount of ice and snow as the avalanche continued on. Yet her still wasn’t sure what he’d do next to save Coleen’s life, as he was only ready to give up his own for this plan to work.

Coleen and Morris gained more and more momentum down the hill, yet the entire avalanche was catching up, even as it swallowed up the last of the remaining rebel forces in its wake. Morris only looked back for less than a second before Coleen screamed, “AHH! This is it!”

Morris looked forward again and saw the hill end and there were only distant mountain and lower valley floors ahead… hundreds of feet blow. He thought as fast as he could, the shouted, “Give me your axe!”

Coleen clipped her emergency pickaxe off her belt and handed it to Morris’s one free hand. He transferred it to his other hand, then clipped off his own pickaxe and held it in his other free hand. He then shouted, “Hang on to my belt! And whatever happens, don’t let go!!”

Morris then turned 180 degrees and planted both axe tips into the ground and the shield slipped out from under them, and they continued to slide down the hill, but were slowing down slightly. The shield then shot out from the lip of the drop off and spun through the air as it fell to the distant ground below.

A short distance away, Morris continued to hold onto the axes, Coleen to his belt as they continued to slide towards the edge. But as soon as they reached the edge, they suddenly came to a stop. Coleen’s body swung back and forth as she continued to hang onto Morris’s belt as she cried out in terror. Yet they hadn’t gone over completely. Through pure strength, Morris managed to hang onto each pickaxe, but just barely.

Terrified, Coleen began to climb up his body, but only made it up to his shoulders. As soon as her head reappeared over the lip of the cliff, she saw the huge avalanche sliding towards them, tanks and bodies only showed themselves briefly during the entire avalanche.

“AHH! What are we going to do!?” Coleen screamed into Morris’s ear.

“I don’t know!” Morris shouted back, “I’ve been winging it for the last few minutes!”

Coleen screamed even louder as the avalanche was nearly upon them and ready to sweep them off the edge of the cliff where they were clinging to, “AH!! We’re going to die!!”

It was only now that Morris looked towards the East and saw Avan and some of the class appearing on the mountain trail, out of the avalanches path. He smiled as he said, “At least… you’ll all be safe…”. He then ripped both of his axes out of the ice and rocks and both he and Coleen went over the edge of the cliff screaming just as the mountain of ice and snow from the avalanche went over the edge like a waterfall and sent snow flying high into the air as it spilled over.

“NO!!” Cosette screamed, “Morris! Coleen!” she screamed as she watched both of them go over with all the ice and snow from the avalanche.

Spoiler for My thoughts:

Oh noes! Cliffhanger! LITERALLY!

Nice twist on what I had originally thought up. Having them buried under a mountain of snow is probably just as bad as falling through a frozen pond.

I do kinda like how you gave Alexis a sort of "drill sarge" demeanor in this. Giving her a flaw or two like that really improves her character, though I'm sure she just means to toughen Morris up so he won't be a liability.

Eagerly awaiting the next part.

Sorry it took me so long to answer this. Been busy with midterms.

[Runty]

Moar plz, Snowman.

[Snowman24]

I have a few paths from which decide to take. This could be a short one shot fic or a long one like my last ones. And it can range from 5,000 words to 10 or 15 or even a 20 thousand word fanfic.

That all depends which route I take :P

Spoiler for fanfic ideas:

1) this can end quickly if I have Coleen and Morris emerge from the avalanche, hike to a nearby cabin, take shelter and have some... unintentional intimate moments as they attempt to warm up. The class comes, finds them and well, things seems different/dirtier than what they think when they look upon these two.

2) Coleen and Morris took cover in a cave located in a small shelf that they managed to fall into shortly after Morris tore his ice axes out of. They manage to find a path out of the mountain after hours of hiking. tired and exhausted they find a nearby cabin not long after they emerge from the inner caverns, but as Coleen is joyously running towards the cabins she breaks through a small lakebed and enters the icy waters. Morris jumps in to save her, but their clothes are wet and even though they're only a short distance away, it seems like an eternity as they crawl across the snowy ground to reach salvation, then warm themselves... as in idea number 1. And that happens.

3) Or it could be a mixture of 1 and 2, but with a small band of Rebels also surviving the avalanche, and they discover Coleen and Morris in the cabin and attempt to ambush and kill them for what they did to their army.

[MrTerrorist]

Originally Posted by Snowman24

I have a few paths from which decide to take. This could be a short one shot fic or a long one like my last ones. And it can range from 5,000 words to 10 or 15 or even a 20 thousand word fanfic.

That all depends which route I take :P

Spoiler for fanfic ideas:

1) this can end quickly if I have Coleen and Morris emerge from the avalanche, hike to a nearby cabin, take shelter and have some... unintentional intimate moments as they attempt to warm up. The class comes, finds them and well, things seems different/dirtier than what they think when they look upon these two.

2) Coleen and Morris took cover in a cave located in a small shelf that they managed to fall into shortly after Morris tore his ice axes out of. They manage to find a path out of the mountain after hours of hiking. tired and exhausted they find a nearby cabin not long after they emerge from the inner caverns, but as Coleen is joyously running towards the cabins she breaks through a small lakebed and enters the icy waters. Morris jumps in to save her, but their clothes are wet and even though they're only a short distance away, it seems like an eternity as they crawl across the snowy ground to reach salvation, then warm themselves... as in idea number 1. And that happens.

3) Or it could be a mixture of 1 and 2, but with a small band of Rebels also surviving the avalanche, and they discover Coleen and Morris in the cabin and attempt to ambush and kill them for what they did to their army.

2 please.