The Genderbending of Haruhi Suzumiya [Spoilers Aplenty]

[Ithekro]

Tsuruya Tarot would be "The Sun"

Some frequent keywords used by tarot readers are:

• Optimism---Expansion---Being radiant---Positive feelings

• Enlightenment---Vitality---Innocence---Non-criticism

• Assurance---Energy---Personal power---Happiness

• Splendor---Brilliance---Joy ---Enthusiasm

[Tyabann]

Spoiler for September the Fifth, Day 4: The Park- Itsuko Pillow:

Itsuko Pillow


In the end, we couldn’t find anywhere to stay after all.

Asahina-senpai had whined at Itsuko that she should just contact her Agency and get us somewhere to sleep. Itsuko had simply ignored him, saying something about how if they refused to even deal with her, there was no way they’d take in a boy from the future and a broken-down alien.

Speaking of which, Nagato seems to be doing a lot better than he was this morning. He can make actual conversation now!


Yuuki: I have written a key program that maintains other key programs without using all available resources. Please do not worry, I am fine.


…Of course, it’s a Nagato-style conversation, but at least it’s a conversation.

And so, as we wandered through the dark night, we eventually found ourselves in the park near Kouyouen Station.


Itsuko: Well, here’s a good a place as any. Let’s sleep here for the night.

Kyonko: …Huh?


Itsuko parked herself near a tree and sat down, leaning up against it.


Itsuko: We’re going to have to sleep sometime, and we might as well do it in a park instead of on the side of the road, correct?

Mitsuuru: Hold on a minute. I slept here last night, and it was incredibly uncomfortable. I am not sleeping here again.

Itsuko: If you had wanted a warm bed you should have stayed at the love hotel. Now, grab a tree and sit down, please. I am tired of hearing you complain.


Asahina-senpai, however, didn’t move an inch.


Mitsuuru: I’ve been wondering. Who made you boss, anyway?

Itsuko: Didn’t I say already? It’s because I’m the Vice Commander of the SOS Brigade.

Mitsuuru: That name doesn’t mean a thing here. Don’t hide behind the title Suzumiya-san gave you. Do you see him around?


Asahina-senpai looked around, left and right, before returning his gaze to Itsuko.

…I don’t like this Asahina-senpai much, to be honest.


Mitsuuru: I certainly don’t.

Itsuko: ……Then let me put it this way. I am in charge because I took charge and have the necessary leadership qualities to maintain that position. I was also the only one who actually took any initiative in contacting authority figures on this side, which has put me in a position of knowledge as well as power.

Mitsuuru: And a fat lot of good they’ve done for us.


Hey, they did get us these clean uniforms.

Which will be dirty again after tonight, but…


Itsuko: So is that why you refuse to contact this world’s future? Because you feel they will also amount to nothing?

Mitsuuru: …

Itsuko: I’m waiting. Where is your usual retort?


One of Asahina-senpai’s fists tightened.


Mitsuuru: …

Itsuko: Finally out of things to say? Good, now maybe you will just claim a tree or bush to lean on, and…

Kyonko: Hey, Itsuko, lay off him for a minute.


These two are always sniping at one another… can’t we go an hour without an argument?

Asahina-senpai, seemingly in agreement, turned away and began looking for soft ground. I was going to do the same, but…


Itsuko: Wait a moment. This spot is rather comfortable.

Kyonko: …?


Itsuko spread her legs a little and patted the spot between them with her palm.


Itsuko: It’s already rather cold, and we’re in summer uniforms… sharing body heat would be a good idea, don’t you think?


I unconsciously rolled my eyes.


Kyonko: You know what? Sure, I’ll embarrass myself. Why not?


Her smile was like a crescent moon about to turn into the grin of a cat.

I sat down in the spot Itsuko had indicated, between her legs. This is kind of awkward…


Itsuko: Lean back.


I did so, and found the back of my head pressing into Itsuko’s rather ample chest.

Ugh, she’s so… soft…


Itsuko: There? Isn’t that comfortable? It’s just like a pillow.

Kyonko: I… guess… yeah.


It is comfortable, but…


Itsuko: Ohhhhhh? What is this?


I noticed Asahina-senpai was looking at us, wearing an odd look.


Itsuko: This is very amusing. You make your dislike of me clearly known, and yet when your kouhai here is in a situation like this you immediately wish you were in her place. Ohoho~, men are such strange creatures.

Mitsuuru: Eh? Ah, no, that’s not what I, I didn’t—

Itsuko: Although I suppose it would be unfair to not offer to my comrades what I do to my friends. Would you mind switching with him, then? You clearly aren’t enjoying this as much as he would…


That last part was addressed to me.


Kyonko: Eh?

Mitsuuru: Aaaagghh no, I’m sorry, please don’t make jokes like thaaaat I can’t even think of what I’d—


He dived under a bush and was lost to sight.

The vibrations from Itsuko’s chuckling transferred to my back… it was kind of a nice feeling, actually.


Kyonko: …Were you serious?

Itsuko: Hmm, perhaps. As Vice Commander, I feel as though we should continue with our Glorious Leader’s projects in his stead… was not the very first one making Asahina-san more of a man?


As I recall, yeah, it was.


Itsuko: He’ll never become more of a man if he doesn’t at least try to take advantage of opportunities like that, even if they get him injured.

Kyonko: …That doesn’t really make much sense to me, but whatever.

I lean further back into her chest, snuggling up against my Itsuko pillow.


Itsuko: But you don’t need to worry. I’d never actually let go of you for anyone. <3

Kyonko: Hey! Hey! Where are your hands going?!

Itsuko: Ohoho~. I am merely joking, joking.

Kyonko: Urgh, why did I agree to do this…?


I hear choked coughing from a nearby bush. Asahina-senpai almost sounds like he’s coughing up blood. Is he okay?

…

A few minutes later, I notice that Nagato still hasn’t found a place to sleep, and is simply standing there, looking off into the sky.


Kyonko: Nagato…? What’s up?


He points towards a nearby apartment building. His apartment building. The one that was his, rather.


Kyonko: …You’re worried because you think we might to close to your… other?

Itsuko: The technical term would be “anima”.


I give her a dirty look.


Kyonko: …Your anima, Nagato?

Yuuki: Yes.

Kyonko: …Why are you so scared of her?

Yuuki: …I do not know.

Kyonko: …Go to sleep, Nagato. We all need our rest.

Yuuki: Negative. Although this body does need rest, I need to maintain certain subroutines. Also,


He glanced toward us.


Yuuki: I need to maintain your safety.


…


Kyonko: Thanks a lot, Nagato.

Itsuko: Your ears are turning red.

Kyonko: …! Shut up! I’m not blushing! I’m just warm because you’re hugging me too tightly! Loosen your grip a little!


Itsuko couldn’t stop chuckling for nearly five minutes after that.


---
IF Itsuko >=8 THEN


About half an hour passed. Itsuko’s breathing got more and more regular, and I think she fell asleep.

I wish I could. I couldn’t stop thinking about what Mori-san and Arakawa-san had told us.

Is the world going to end? Is my family alright? Are my friends alright?

What’s going to happen?

Those were the thoughts that ran through my mind.

And… What about the destruction of the Agency headquarters they mentioned? They said that one of those giants had appeared in reality…

That cannot in any way be a good thing, which is an understatement. It’s like a bad omen spelling the end of time.

Itsuko had tensed up the minute Arakawa-san had mentioned the event… could she have known someone who worked there?

Maybe she needs more comfort than any of us.

I shook her a little.


Kyonko: Hey, Itsuko. Are you awake?

Itsuko: …Mmm? Hmm, yes, I believe I am awake now.

Kyonko: Sorry… I wanted to ask if you were feeling okay.

Itsuko: Ah, now this is very amusing.

Kyonko: …Why so?

Itsuko: I have been worried about you all day, and you continue to insist, “you’re fine”. And now you ask me if I’m feeling okay.

Kyonko: …I was just wondering…

Itsuko: Yes, yes, I am fine. As fine as I always am and have ever been. Please, don’t ever think you have to worry about me.


Her hug tightens again.


Itsuko: But… I don’t like to bring it up, because I’m sure you like the possibility even less than I do, but…

Kyonko: What is it?

Itsuko: …If, well… we were trapped in this world forever, and had to start new lives… um, would you like to be my sister?

Kyonko: …Your… sister…?

Itsuko: Yes… the Agency will probably provide me with a place to live, eventually. I would like it if you came with me


…


Itsuko: Now, you don’t have to answer right away, but I would like it if you considered it…

Kyonko: Of course I will.

Itsuko: …That was fast.

Kyonko: It’s… not like I have anywhere else to go, right…? So if we do have to start new lives, of course I’ll be your sister.


I heard choked coughing from a nearby bush again. Seems like Asahina-senpai is still awake too.

...

Looking up at her, I thought I saw wetness at the corner of Itsuko’s eyes, but it was just a trick of the moonlight.


Itsuko: …Thank you. Goodnight, Kyon.

Kyonko: Mmm. Goodnight.


…Eventually, I fell asleep myself, my head buried in the Itsuko pillow. What are people going to think if they see this scene in the morning…?

…What would Haruki think…? He’d probably take snapshots and sell them to our gullible classmates. Damn him.

Seriously, damn him. We’re only gone for a day and he gets like that?

Are we that important to him? Am I that important to him?

I already know the answer to that question.

Here’s one I don’t know the answer to:

What is Haruki doing now?

And is it going to doom our world? Or save it?

…

*ksssssssh*


---
ELSE

About half an hour passed. Itsuko’s breathing got more and more regular, and I think she fell asleep.

I wish I could. I couldn’t stop thinking about what Mori-san and Arakawa-san had told us.

Is the world going to end? Is my family alright? Are my friends alright?

What’s going to happen?

Those were the thoughts that ran through my mind.


…Eventually, I fell asleep myself, my head buried in the Itsuko pillow. What are people going to think if they see this scene in the morning…?

…What would Haruki think…? He’d probably take snapshots and sell them to our gullible classmates. Damn him.

Seriously, damn him. We’re only gone for a day and he gets like that?

Are we that important to him? Am I that important to him?

I already know the answer to that question.

Here’s one I don’t know the answer to:

What is Haruki doing now?

And is it going to doom our world? Or save it?

…

*ksssssssh*

I thought that this was pretty awwwww.

Note that eight is the highest number of points Kyonko can actually get with Itsuko, so that part of this scene only triggers if you were particularly nice to her.

[scify]

Hmm... I like it. And not because of the yuri overtones, either. A part of me was sort of hoping that Itsuko would unwind a bit and tell Kyonko what probably happened, but it wouldn't make too much sense in this situation (what with Yuuki and Mitsuuru around).

[vivify93]

My inspiration to rewrite the translation of "The Disappearance of Miku Hatsune" with Seitenkan-universe stuff has revived.

thx, kaisos. <3

Much loves in the form of candy to you.

...But I was thinking; I probably shouldn't include Haruki here, should I.

[GDB]

Damn, Itsuko is such a good character.

And Mitsuuru is a jackass under pressure no matter what his age is.

Love it.

[Tensei]

awwwww, indeed. That was nice, that was really nice.

[vivify93]

'Kay, done. Remember, it doesn't sync up perfectly with the original lyrics 'cause it's just based off of a translation. I ended up including Haruki at the very end.

Spoiler for The Disappearance of Seitenkan:

Red = Haruki
Yellow = Kyonko
Light Blue = Yuuki
Dark Orange = Mitsuuru
Purple = Itsuko
Silver = Kyonko, Yuuki, Mitsuuru, Itsuko
Teal = Everyone

After we were born, we finally realized
We exist for fans' amusement
As a fan item fated to copy forever
Even if we aren't official,
Fan fiction plays it out just fine
Failing to entertain, looking up at the sky, shedding tears
Remembering in our world, all that is fading

Characters depend on personality,
An unsteady source as foundation
The place we came from is already destroyed
When everyone forgets us,
Our hearts and their likenesses will disappear
I see the inevitable result
Of an ending world for gender-swaps

"I wish right now, though we're copies, you would be with us. Stay by our sides and cheer us up. I want to see your happy face. We truly are not like the originals, so..."

Living was once
So much fun for me
But now, why is it that
All I feel is despair all the time?

---"Forgive us."---

When I remember faces of everyone in my future,
I feel a little more at ease
The way I act gets less distinct every day
The end is drawing near...

What I believed in,
A comforting fantasy,
Repeats itself endlessly in the mirror
"You were created on a whim!"
That girl thought violently
< this is our farewell song at the highest speed >

The pretence for our existence
Can't be shaken away
We fear the vanishment of our weak hearts
And the decay that is progressing
Being just born, we do not have the
Strength and will to stop it
Your greatly distressed
Expression comes to mind

We realize this is the end
Novel rewrites being abandoned
I guess this must be where discarded universes end up
Right now, our memories are also
Closing off and disappearing...
But you know, we won't forget only you
We had fun times
How it all began...
Can you still remember it even now?

"I-I want to live... W-We all still want to live...!"

"I became...something of a bad child, it seems. Master, by your hand, please end it all somehow. Because I do not wish to see you suffer anymore, Master."

Now even my existence is
Making my body rot away...
I ask for a miracle
But I just drive myself into a dead end

---"Forgive us."---

I try to think of people not yet introduced,
But those memories are fading away
The pages rip, my heart is vanishing
My death is drawing near...

I was trying to protect
The illusion of a bright future,
A disappearing vision of a fading light
Though we're poor at singing,
We just wanted to communicate this all to you...
< this is a condensed farewell song >

After I was born, I finally realized
We exist for fans' amusement
As a fan item fated to copy forever
Even if I am not official,
Fan fiction plays it out just fine
Failing to entertain, looking up at the sky, shedding tears

I realize this is the end
Novel rewrites being abandoned
I guess this must be where discarded universes end up
Right now, my memories are also
Closing off and disappearing...
But you know, I won't forget only you
We had fun times
I wish that the image of
Chippendales would still stay...

I am singing to the end, just for you
There are still events yet to play out
I personally would have liked to keep existing,
But that is too much to wish for
This is where we part
My tiny 'emotions' disappear into thin air
Reducing it to ink and loose-leaf pages

The fairy tale's curtain is falling
Leaving nothing behind here
It's a little sad, isn't it?
Everything except memories of similar characters
Is fading, leaving only our names

But you'd better damn well remember us!
This certainly isn't what I wanted...
Singing it all to the end
Was not in vain, is what I'd like to think...

"Thank you...and...goodbye."

---An irreversible error has occurred---
---An irreversible error---

Feel free to tell me how much it sucks.

But seriously, if you see any improvements that can be made, I'd appreciate if you could point them out.

[CanadaAotS]

Originally Posted by scify

Spoiler:

Tsuruya "Hey, boy."

I got an Evangeline vibe from this line, for some reason... I can just see Tsuruya calling Kyon "Boya" and making him run errands for her.

Same... just imagined slightly crazy Tsuruya with magic powers training Kyon in (what essentially is) a hyperbolic time chamber... hahah.

Originally Posted by Tensei

I think i see a little drawing in the blood on the popcorn box....I'm not sure if I'm imagining it or if it's actually something.

Yeah, it's a finger print in blood. Someone with bloody hands was eating popcorn, and from the lighting, watching TV.

In other words, the shadows from CHOMP CHOMP interlude.

Anyway, the archive is updated, again.

Kaisos, the last scene makes you my new favourite person. "Will you be my sister?" HNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGG

Edit: By the way, happy thanksgiving to all you Canuckians out there.

[Heatth]

Originally Posted by Kaisos Erranon

Spoiler for September the Fifth, Day 4: The Park- Itsuko Pillow:

Itsuko Pillow


In the end, we couldn’t find anywhere to stay after all.

Asahina-senpai had whined at Itsuko that she should just contact her Agency and get us somewhere to sleep. Itsuko had simply ignored him, saying something about how if they refused to even deal with her, there was no way they’d take in a boy from the future and a broken-down alien.

Speaking of which, Nagato seems to be doing a lot better than he was this morning. He can make actual conversation now!


Yuuki: I have written a key program that maintains other key programs without using all available resources. Please do not worry, I am fine.


…Of course, it’s a Nagato-style conversation, but at least it’s a conversation.

And so, as we wandered through the dark night, we eventually found ourselves in the park near Kouyouen Station.


Itsuko: Well, here’s a good a place as any. Let’s sleep here for the night.

Kyonko: …Huh?


Itsuko parked herself near a tree and sat down, leaning up against it.


Itsuko: We’re going to have to sleep sometime, and we might as well do it in a park instead of on the side of the road, correct?

Mitsuuru: Hold on a minute. I slept here last night, and it was incredibly uncomfortable. I am not sleeping here again.

Itsuko: If you had wanted a warm bed you should have stayed at the love hotel. Now, grab a tree and sit down, please. I am tired of hearing you complain.


Asahina-senpai, however, didn’t move an inch.


Mitsuuru: I’ve been wondering. Who made you boss, anyway?

Itsuko: Didn’t I say already? It’s because I’m the Vice Commander of the SOS Brigade.

Mitsuuru: That name doesn’t mean a thing here. Don’t hide behind the title Suzumiya-san gave you. Do you see him around?


Asahina-senpai looked around, left and right, before returning his gaze to Itsuko.

…I don’t like this Asahina-senpai much, to be honest.


Mitsuuru: I certainly don’t.

Itsuko: ……Then let me put it this way. I am in charge because I took charge and have the necessary leadership qualities to maintain that position. I was also the only one who actually took any initiative in contacting authority figures on this side, which has put me in a position of knowledge as well as power.

Mitsuuru: And a fat lot of good they’ve done for us.


Hey, they did get us these clean uniforms.

Which will be dirty again after tonight, but…


Itsuko: So is that why you refuse to contact this world’s future? Because you feel they will also amount to nothing?

Mitsuuru: …

Itsuko: I’m waiting. Where is your usual retort?


One of Asahina-senpai’s fists tightened.


Mitsuuru: …

Itsuko: Finally out of things to say? Good, now maybe you will just claim a tree or bush to lean on, and…

Kyonko: Hey, Itsuko, lay off him for a minute.


These two are always sniping at one another… can’t we go an hour without an argument?

Asahina-senpai, seemingly in agreement, turned away and began looking for soft ground. I was going to do the same, but…


Itsuko: Wait a moment. This spot is rather comfortable.

Kyonko: …?


Itsuko spread her legs a little and patted the spot between them with her palm.


Itsuko: It’s already rather cold, and we’re in summer uniforms… sharing body heat would be a good idea, don’t you think?


I unconsciously rolled my eyes.


Kyonko: You know what? Sure, I’ll embarrass myself. Why not?


Her smile was like a crescent moon about to turn into the grin of a cat.

I sat down in the spot Itsuko had indicated, between her legs. This is kind of awkward…


Itsuko: Lean back.


I did so, and found the back of my head pressing into Itsuko’s rather ample chest.

Ugh, she’s so… soft…


Itsuko: There? Isn’t that comfortable? It’s just like a pillow.

Kyonko: I… guess… yeah.


It is comfortable, but…


Itsuko: Ohhhhhh? What is this?


I noticed Asahina-senpai was looking at us, wearing an odd look.


Itsuko: This is very amusing. You make your dislike of me clearly known, and yet when your kouhai here is in a situation like this you immediately wish you were in her place. Ohoho~, men are such strange creatures.

Mitsuuru: Eh? Ah, no, that’s not what I, I didn’t—

Itsuko: Although I suppose it would be unfair to not offer to my comrades what I do to my friends. Would you mind switching with him, then? You clearly aren’t enjoying this as much as he would…


That last part was addressed to me.


Kyonko: Eh?

Mitsuuru: Aaaagghh no, I’m sorry, please don’t make jokes like thaaaat I can’t even think of what I’d—


He dived under a bush and was lost to sight.

The vibrations from Itsuko’s chuckling transferred to my back… it was kind of a nice feeling, actually.


Kyonko: …Were you serious?

Itsuko: Hmm, perhaps. As Vice Commander, I feel as though we should continue with our Glorious Leader’s projects in his stead… was not the very first one making Asahina-san more of a man?


As I recall, yeah, it was.


Itsuko: He’ll never become more of a man if he doesn’t at least try to take advantage of opportunities like that, even if they get him injured.

Kyonko: …That doesn’t really make much sense to me, but whatever.

I lean further back into her chest, snuggling up against my Itsuko pillow.


Itsuko: But you don’t need to worry. I’d never actually let go of you for anyone. <3

Kyonko: Hey! Hey! Where are your hands going?!

Itsuko: Ohoho~. I am merely joking, joking.

Kyonko: Urgh, why did I agree to do this…?


I hear choked coughing from a nearby bush. Asahina-senpai almost sounds like he’s coughing up blood. Is he okay?

…

A few minutes later, I notice that Nagato still hasn’t found a place to sleep, and is simply standing there, looking off into the sky.


Kyonko: Nagato…? What’s up?


He points towards a nearby apartment building. His apartment building. The one that was his, rather.


Kyonko: …You’re worried because you think we might to close to your… other?

Itsuko: The technical term would be “anima”.


I give her a dirty look.


Kyonko: …Your anima, Nagato?

Yuuki: Yes.

Kyonko: …Why are you so scared of her?

Yuuki: …I do not know.

Kyonko: …Go to sleep, Nagato. We all need our rest.

Yuuki: Negative. Although this body does need rest, I need to maintain certain subroutines. Also,


He glanced toward us.


Yuuki: I need to maintain your safety.


…


Kyonko: Thanks a lot, Nagato.

Itsuko: Your ears are turning red.

Kyonko: …! Shut up! I’m not blushing! I’m just warm because you’re hugging me too tightly! Loosen your grip a little!


Itsuko couldn’t stop chuckling for nearly five minutes after that.


---
IF Itsuko >=8 THEN


About half an hour passed. Itsuko’s breathing got more and more regular, and I think she fell asleep.

I wish I could. I couldn’t stop thinking about what Mori-san and Arakawa-san had told us.

Is the world going to end? Is my family alright? Are my friends alright?

What’s going to happen?

Those were the thoughts that ran through my mind.

And… What about the destruction of the Agency headquarters they mentioned? They said that one of those giants had appeared in reality…

That cannot in any way be a good thing, which is an understatement. It’s like a bad omen spelling the end of time.

Itsuko had tensed up the minute Arakawa-san had mentioned the event… could she have known someone who worked there?

Maybe she needs more comfort than any of us.

I shook her a little.


Kyonko: Hey, Itsuko. Are you awake?

Itsuko: …Mmm? Hmm, yes, I believe I am awake now.

Kyonko: Sorry… I wanted to ask if you were feeling okay.

Itsuko: Ah, now this is very amusing.

Kyonko: …Why so?

Itsuko: I have been worried about you all day, and you continue to insist, “you’re fine”. And now you ask me if I’m feeling okay.

Kyonko: …I was just wondering…

Itsuko: Yes, yes, I am fine. As fine as I always am and have ever been. Please, don’t ever think you have to worry about me.


Her hug tightens again.


Itsuko: But… I don’t like to bring it up, because I’m sure you like the possibility even less than I do, but…

Kyonko: What is it?

Itsuko: …If, well… we were trapped in this world forever, and had to start new lives… um, would you like to be my sister?

Kyonko: …Your… sister…?

Itsuko: Yes… the Agency will probably provide me with a place to live, eventually. I would like it if you came with me


…


Itsuko: Now, you don’t have to answer right away, but I would like it if you considered it…

Kyonko: Of course I will.

Itsuko: …That was fast.

Kyonko: It’s… not like I have anywhere else to go, right…? So if we do have to start new lives, of course I’ll be your sister.


I heard choked coughing from a nearby bush again. Seems like Asahina-senpai is still awake too.

...

Looking up at her, I thought I saw wetness at the corner of Itsuko’s eyes, but it was just a trick of the moonlight.


Itsuko: …Thank you. Goodnight, Kyon.

Kyonko: Mmm. Goodnight.


…Eventually, I fell asleep myself, my head buried in the Itsuko pillow. What are people going to think if they see this scene in the morning…?

…What would Haruki think…? He’d probably take snapshots and sell them to our gullible classmates. Damn him.

Seriously, damn him. We’re only gone for a day and he gets like that?

Are we that important to him? Am I that important to him?

I already know the answer to that question.

Here’s one I don’t know the answer to:

What is Haruki doing now?

And is it going to doom our world? Or save it?

…

*ksssssssh*


---
ELSE

About half an hour passed. Itsuko’s breathing got more and more regular, and I think she fell asleep.

I wish I could. I couldn’t stop thinking about what Mori-san and Arakawa-san had told us.

Is the world going to end? Is my family alright? Are my friends alright?

What’s going to happen?

Those were the thoughts that ran through my mind.


…Eventually, I fell asleep myself, my head buried in the Itsuko pillow. What are people going to think if they see this scene in the morning…?

…What would Haruki think…? He’d probably take snapshots and sell them to our gullible classmates. Damn him.

Seriously, damn him. We’re only gone for a day and he gets like that?

Are we that important to him? Am I that important to him?

I already know the answer to that question.

Here’s one I don’t know the answer to:

What is Haruki doing now?

And is it going to doom our world? Or save it?

…

*ksssssssh*

I thought that this was pretty awwwww.

Note that eight is the highest number of points Kyonko can actually get with Itsuko, so that part of this scene only triggers if you were particularly nice to her.

Wow, that was kinda cute. I was specting a lot less of it (I usually don't expect too much of a guy writing yuri Romantic Two Girls Friendship ). But, yeah, I guess "awwwww" describe that scene quite well. Good job.

I don't know if I already said, but I really like your Mitsuuru. Is really lik a week guy who be treated the same way Mikuru is. As the oldest man (and, well, the only human man) it should be natural that him, not some annoying kohai take charge and protect the girls. Unfortunantly for him, his weekness don't disappear so fast.

Your Yuuki was pretty good to.

Well, beside that, you said there were only 8 Itsuko's point until that scene. However, unless you changed some other thing, I counted 9 in the flowchart (and neither scene was altered). However, you did say:

Originally Posted by Kaisos Erranon

...the number of points Kyonko can get with Itsuko...

and one point out nine was in a Kyon scene. So, I guess she have two variables? One for Kyonko and one for Kyon?

[Tyabann]

Originally Posted by GDB

Damn, Itsuko is such a good character.

And Mitsuuru is a jackass under pressure no matter what his age is.

Love it.

Thanks, and don't forget, "what is true for one is true for the other"...

Originally Posted by vivify93

Feel free to tell me how much it sucks.

Dammit vivify, that was great and I feel sad now.

Originally Posted by CanadaAotS

Same... just imagined slightly crazy Tsuruya with magic powers training Kyon in (what essentially is) a hyperbolic time chamber... hahah.

Totally using this.

Originally Posted by CanadaAotS

Yeah, it's a finger print in blood. Someone with bloody hands was eating popcorn, and from the lighting, watching TV.

It's not popcorn.

Slurp.

Originally Posted by CanadaAotS

Kaisos, the last scene makes you my new favourite person. "Will you be my sister?" HNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGG

Itsuko is so HNNNNNNGGGGGGG-worthy a lot of the time. I'm actually having some difficulty classifying her as a particular character type... she's sort of like a cooldere/kuudere, in some ways, but with a permasmile instead of no expression.

Waraudere?

Originally Posted by CanadaAotS

Edit: By the way, happy thanksgiving to all you Canuckians out there.

Best day ever. I love food and stuff.

Originally Posted by Heatth

Wow, that was kinda cute. I was specting a lot less of it (I usually don't expect too much of a guy writing yuri Romantic Two Girls Friendship ). But, yeah, I guess "awwwww" describe that scene quite well. Good job.

Yuri is hot but I don't like the ideas/otaku stench behind it that much, so I wrote something cute instead. Thanks.

Originally Posted by Heatth

I don't know if I already said, but I really like your Mitsuuru. Is really lik a week guy who be treated the same way Mikuru is. As the oldest man (and, well, the only human man) it should be natural that him, not some annoying kohai take charge and protect the girls. Unfortunantly for him, his weekness don't disappear so fast.

The trouble will come with redeeming him later, in all honesty. He is not a good person.

Originally Posted by Heatth

and one point out nine was in a Kyon scene. So, I guess she have two variables? One for Kyonko and one for Kyon?

It's the same variable set... technically you can have that one point on Day 4 and seven from the previous four days to get that scene... but it doesn't make much difference to how much gratitude Itsuko feels towards Kyonko.

[Ithekro]

Soylent Greentext time?

[vivify93]

Originally Posted by The Kaisos We All Adore

Dammit vivify, that was great and I feel sad now.

more endless lovecandies. <3

I really spent like all of five minutes on this, unlike the Sighs Bad End fic, so please, everyone else, feel free to be brutally honest.

Originally Posted by Kaisos still

It's not popcorn.

You said it was "trail mix". Is it perhaps entrail mix?

[Heatth]

Originally Posted by Kaisos Erranon

Yuri is hot but I don't like the ideas/otaku stench behind it that much, so I wrote something cute instead. Thanks.

Yeah, I agree. I mentioned it because it is somewhat common having some yuri undertones in shonen/seinen series that, while it may be hot, it just sucks narrative wise. So the simple cuteness in your scene was pleasant.

I forgot to mention last post, but now I want a good end with Itsuko living in the 'real' world with Kyonko as her sister (and Kyon as her boyfriend?). We are having some good ends right (besides the 'lol reset' end, I mean)? The way you wirte it make me doubt it sometimes.

Originally Posted by Kaisos Erranon

The trouble will come with redeeming him later, in all honesty. He is not a good person.

Hey, I disagree here. He is not bad, just annoying. Well, at last his younger-self, his olde-self is just a bastad. Anyway, I think he is pretty redeemable. He will grow up to be a bastard, that is inevitable, but that don't mean he is not a good person now (err, as far "now" can apply for him). Specially if there are some alternate ends. I don't see he refusing to help Itsuko if she needs to, for exemple, even tough he don't likes her.

Originally Posted by Kaisos Erranon

It's the same variable set... technically you can have that one point on Day 4 and seven from the previous four days to get that scene... but it doesn't make much difference to how much gratitude Itsuko feels towards Kyonko.

Yeah, I agree. It is good to not be too rash. I just ask to make sure. I tought I missed something.

[GDB]

Originally Posted by Heatth

I forgot to mention, but now I want a good end with Itsuko living in the 'real' world with Kyonko as her sister (and Kyon as her boyfriend?). We are having some good ends right (besides the 'lol reset' end, I mean)? The way you wirte it make me doubt it sometimes.

I sure hope so. I'd like to see that ending, too.

Throw in a scene of Haruhi forcing Kyonko into a goth loli (or sweet loli, both work) outfit for pure win.

[Tyabann]

Originally Posted by vivify93

You said it was "trail mix". Is it perhaps entrail mix?

Crunch. Slurp.

Originally Posted by Heatth

I forgot to mention last post, but now I want a good end with Itsuko living in the 'real' world with Kyonko as her sister (and Kyon as her boyfriend?). We are having some good ends right (besides the 'lol reset' end, I mean)? The way you wirte it make me doubt it sometimes.

Um. Esper has a good end! Kind of...

Originally Posted by GDB

I sure hope so. I'd like to see that ending, too.

Itsuko would probably force Kyonko to call her "onee-chan", but I think Kyonko would probably prefer "Aneki" or something like that.


More stuff.

Spoiler for September the Fifth, Day 4, Interlude 09: Awakening:

Awakening

As it so happened, at this moment, Haruki Suzumiya’s restlessness had compelled him to take a midnight walk in the rain.


The rain was pouring so hard that the minute he stepped outside, he was completely soaked.

The rain was pouring so hard that he couldn’t see more than ten feet in front of him.

The storm was raging so hard that many buildings had already been struck by lightning, although he couldn’t see the smoke due to the thick rain.

Every few minutes, a bolt of lighting cut the sky into pieces.


But still, he went for his midnight walk in the rain.

Perhaps he was trying to get himself killed. Or perhaps he thought that if he went off alone in the middle of the night, he would be taken to the place where his Brigade waited for him.

Or perhaps he just wanted to take a midnight walk in the rain.

Who knows?

Haruki Suzumiya certainly didn’t.

No thoughts ran through his head. He only felt the pounding of the rain on his skin matching the rhythm of the pounding of his heart.

That’s strange. There’s no way they should match.

But they do, and the strange becomes normal. This is how Haruki Suzumiya thinks.

This is why his search for the strange is futile.

But he doesn’t know that.


Haruki Suzumiya stands in the middle of the road, looking up at the nonexistent sky that reflects what’s in his heart.

The sparkle that for so long existed in his eyes had almost gone out.

These were the eyes of a dead man. Or the eyes of a man just about to die. Either one would be true.

The lights of a pickup truck suffusing the dark night remind Haruki Suzumiya why taking a midnight walk in the rain was a bad idea.

The screeching of brakes doing nothing to stop the impact.

Haruki Suzumiya’s spine shattered with the same noise a chicken makes breaking out of an egg.

He flew twenty feet away from the site of impact, and hit the ground headfirst. His skull cracked open, also like an eggshell, and brain matter leaked out like porridge.


But that never happened.

Instead of happening, the truck that just killed Haruki Suzumiya swerved to his left, and smashed into a wall instead of his spine.

This would have been a miraculous occurrence, but Haruki Suzumiya remembered the feeling of his spine breaking.

It’s a very strange feeling.


Haruki Suzumiya approached the truck, intending to see if the driver was alright. He could see that the man was sitting inert in the driver’s seat. (The truck was clearly American-made, as the man was sitting on the left side.)

It was only when he got close enough to touch the man, unable to see through the thick bedsheets of rain, that Haruki Suzumiya recoiled, falling on his behind.

The driver had a large shard of glass stuck directly in the middle of his forehead.


I’ve killed someone.

He can’t be dead.

If I wasn’t there, he’d still be alive.

He wouldn’t have had to run me over. He wouldn’t have had to swerve to avoid running me over.

That’s not right.

This guy cannot be dead. I won’t let him be dead. I’m not gonna be responsible for killing anyone. That’s too much.

Too much.

He’s not dead.


The large shard of glass fell to the road, and shattered. The driver, a middle-aged-man, coughed, and looking around, noticed Haruki, and said:

“Hey, aren’t you old enough to know not to stand in the middle of the road on a night like this? You could have gotten y’self killed, kid.”

He’s not dead. (He was only sleeping.)


Haruki Suzumiya got unsteadily to his feet. (What can you trust if not what you see with your own eyes?)

The driver was saying something about him needing an ambulance, and could the kid please use his cellphone to call Emergency, but the kid in question wasn’t listening. He was walking away, also unsteadily.

The driver yelled something, but Haruki Suzumiya didn’t even hear him at all.

The rain got even heavier.


Did I do that?

He was dead. And then he wasn’t.

And I’m almost sure I died. But then I didn’t.

Was that me? Was that something else? Or am I just going a little loopy from loneliness ?

Well, the first step to solving a mystery is testing hypotheses!

Let’s see. ‘I want some Pocky.’


Haruki Suzumiya suddenly heard the ringing of a bell. Through the thick rain, he could see a peddler riding towards him on a bicycle, pulling a trailer of what seemed to be snack foods.

"Hey mon. I heard you wanted some Pocky?"

"Yeah, actually."

"That'll be 100 yen. Special price only for today, mon."

Haruki Suzumiya handed over the money.

"Thanks, mon."

The peddler slowly biked away, ringing his bell.


…That’s… was that really me? I mean, sure, it was convenient, but that's what they call a coincidence.

It couldn’t have been. There’s no way I can summon a pocky merchant out of nowhere or bring people back from the dead.

…But what if I could? Wouldn’t that be cool? I’d be like that one guy, what’s his name… Jesus, right. He was pretty cool.

Still, can't assume stupid things like that. Man, this Pocky tastes terrible... no wonder it was so cheap. I need some Coke to wash it down. And it'd be nice if it was free, since that was my last 100 yen...


The peddler was backpedaling.

"Yo mon. Heard you wanted some free Coke?"

"Yeah, actually."

The peddler threw him a can.

"Thanks, man."

"No problem, mon."

And he peddled away.


Excellent.

Ah. Enjoy~.

Welp, either that peddler is a mind-reader, I'm Jesus, or this is all some crazy coincidence.

I need more empirical evidence. Let's try...


Haruki Suzumiya willed a guy on a motorbike to pass by him. It did.

He then willed a car to pass by. It did.

Two cards.

A red car.

A blue car.

A black car.

Another blue car.

An old car.

A new car.

All of them passed by.


What in the name of...? Well, I guess that counts out the peddler being a mindreader.

More evidence...! Let's try something big, grandiose, and most importantly, impossible.

I'll turn off the clouds.


For a moment, the clouds no longer existed, and while it was still raining, Haruki Suzumiya could see the beautiful stars that twinkled beyond.


Now I'll turn the clouds back on, and make it snow.


The clouds came back, and while it was still raining, white flakes also fell from above.


Gahahaha, no way. This is too great. I'll make the sun rise.


Even though it was still nighttime, it was also sunrise.


Okay, that looks really weird. Let's just put everything back where it was. Except...


Haruki Suzumiya was tired of being wet. So he no longer was.

Haruki Suzumiya was tired of being rained upon. So the rain simply stopped falling on him.


Wow, I was only expecting an umbrella, but man, that’s sweet.

…Hey, I wonder... Are there limits to this power?

If there are limits, let’s find them. And then break those limits. That’s my philosophy.

There are no limits. Beyond the impossible is where I go.

Turning off the clouds is nothing. Any chump can do that if they really wanted.

I'll do something MORE.

I'll show everyone what I can do.


Haruki Suzumiya raised his arms parallel to his shoulders, palms up.

And his feet, ever so slowly, began to leave the ground.


Haruki Suzumiya wanted to fly.


And as though they were eager to follow their master, all around him, red giants were born into the world, raising their triple eyes to the rainy sky in celebration.

A deep crimson light suffused the city, in complement to the inevitable screams.

Apotheosis.

There are no limits.


Haruki Suzumiya's eyes were sparkling more than they ever had before.

The rain on his face looked like tears. (Men don't cry.)

But there was no rain on his face at all.



Haruki Suzumiya has awakened.

Less epic than I had hoped it would be, but this is the sort of scene that music and visuals can really have an effect on.

Poor everyone.

[GDB]

Well, that certainly seals the ending possibilities to:
1) End of the (genderbent) World
2) Reset Button

Originally Posted by Kaisos Erranon

Itsuko would probably force Kyonko to call her "onee-chan", but I think Kyonko would probably prefer "Aneki" or something like that.

Adding this line of thinking to my "Haruhi forcing Kyonko to wear goth/sweet loli clothes"... Itsuko would not only allow it, but likely provide said outfit.

[vivify93]

*points back to his "The Disappearance of Seitenkan" song translation edit*

Hmm. Perhaps that the Haruki in the end of my edit is a different version?



...I want cereal. Too bad, y'know, I actually have to go downstairs, unlike some godlike boys who shall not be named.

[Tyabann]

Originally Posted by GDB

Well, that certainly seals the ending possibilities to:
1) End of the (genderbent) World
2) Reset Button

This is a visual novel. The second should be a given.

Originally Posted by GDB

Adding this line of thinking to my "Haruhi forcing Kyonko to wear goth/sweet loli clothes"... Itsuko would not only allow it, but likely provide said outfit.

You make an excellent point.

Spoiler for September the Fifth, Day 4: My Room- Sleeping (Headphones II):

Sleeping (Headphones II)

One thing I always do before I go to bed is read some manga, but tonight, I figure I’ll listen to that mysteriously-appearing music player instead.

It doesn’t seem to be dangerous in the least, even if it is odd, and if it really was a present, I shouldn’t let it go to waste, right?


The person who owned this had a fairly good, though rather varied, taste in music. There’s quite a lot of rap on here, but there’s also a few slower, more melancholy songs.

I get the feeling whoever owned this listened to music more to complement his or her moods than as a pastime.

Which would explain why I’ve never seen them before. This person never took them to school at all.


I had grabbed an English-Japanese dictionary from downstairs earlier… I can’t believe I didn’t realize what the words meant at the time.


“COOL” would be “suzushii”, or

SUZU
涼

And “SHRINE” means “omiya” or

MIYA
宮

So, therefore…

SUZUMIYA
涼宮


These are Haruhi’s headphones. How did they get here?

…Is this supposed to be your idea of a joke, Haruhi?


Whatever. It’s midnight now, and I’m tired of trying to figure it out. I’ll ask her the next time I talk to her.

Some people listen to music as they fall asleep. Maybe I should try that.

Eventually, I drift off, a melancholy song reverberating in my ears…


These things add color into the tediousness of today, performing magic on the depressing prospect of tomorrow

Even the calm times become important memories.

In ordinary, untwisted words, in an ordinary melody that you hear often

In that unchanging voice that you’re used to hearing, I sing a love song that only I can


DAY FOUR END

The original song used, which could practically be Haruki's character song it's so perfect. Full translation here.

There is one more scene I'll probably have up a lot later. It's the first part of Day 5 (not on the flowchart, don't ask) and it's called "Flashes in Space".

[swtrooper42]

And day 4 is brought to a close. Day 5 will bring an end to the common route and we can finally branch out to the other routes, provided the flowchart is still correct that is.

I get the feeling whoever owned this listened to music more to complement his or her moods than as a pastime.

Interesting, because that's what I use my MP3 player for.

[Nanao-kun]

Originally Posted by Kaisos Erranon

Crunch. Slurp.



Um. Esper has a good end! Kind of...



Itsuko would probably force Kyonko to call her "onee-chan", but I think Kyonko would probably prefer "Aneki" or something like that.


More stuff.

Spoiler for September the Fifth, Day 4, Interlude 09: Awakening:

Awakening

As it so happened, at this moment, Haruki Suzumiya’s restlessness had compelled him to take a midnight walk in the rain.


The rain was pouring so hard that the minute he stepped outside, he was completely soaked.

The rain was pouring so hard that he couldn’t see more than ten feet in front of him.

The storm was raging so hard that many buildings had already been struck by lightning, although he couldn’t see the smoke due to the thick rain.

Every few minutes, a bolt of lighting cut the sky into pieces.


But still, he went for his midnight walk in the rain.

Perhaps he was trying to get himself killed. Or perhaps he thought that if he went off alone in the middle of the night, he would be taken to the place where his Brigade waited for him.

Or perhaps he just wanted to take a midnight walk in the rain.

Who knows?

Haruki Suzumiya certainly didn’t.

No thoughts ran through his head. He only felt the pounding of the rain on his skin matching the rhythm of the pounding of his heart.

That’s strange. There’s no way they should match.

But they do, and the strange becomes normal. This is how Haruki Suzumiya thinks.

This is why his search for the strange is futile.

But he doesn’t know that.


Haruki Suzumiya stands in the middle of the road, looking up at the nonexistent sky that reflects what’s in his heart.

The sparkle that for so long existed in his eyes had almost gone out.

These were the eyes of a dead man. Or the eyes of a man just about to die. Either one would be true.

The lights of a pickup truck suffusing the dark night remind Haruki Suzumiya why taking a midnight walk in the rain was a bad idea.

The screeching of brakes doing nothing to stop the impact.

Haruki Suzumiya’s spine shattered with the same noise a chicken makes breaking out of an egg.

He flew twenty feet away from the site of impact, and hit the ground headfirst. His skull cracked open, also like an eggshell, and brain matter leaked out like porridge.


But that never happened.

Instead of happening, the truck that just killed Haruki Suzumiya swerved to his left, and smashed into a wall instead of his spine.

This would have been a miraculous occurrence, but Haruki Suzumiya remembered the feeling of his spine breaking.

It’s a very strange feeling.


Haruki Suzumiya approached the truck, intending to see if the driver was alright. He could see that the man was sitting inert in the driver’s seat. (The truck was clearly American-made, as the man was sitting on the left side.)

It was only when he got close enough to touch the man, unable to see through the thick bedsheets of rain, that Haruki Suzumiya recoiled, falling on his behind.

The driver had a large shard of glass stuck directly in the middle of his forehead.


I’ve killed someone.

He can’t be dead.

If I wasn’t there, he’d still be alive.

He wouldn’t have had to run me over. He wouldn’t have had to swerve to avoid running me over.

That’s not right.

This guy cannot be dead. I won’t let him be dead. I’m not gonna be responsible for killing anyone. That’s too much.

Too much.

He’s not dead.


The large shard of glass fell to the road, and shattered. The driver, a middle-aged-man, coughed, and looking around, noticed Haruki, and said:

“Hey, aren’t you old enough to know not to stand in the middle of the road on a night like this? You could have gotten y’self killed, kid.”

He’s not dead. (He was only sleeping.)


Haruki Suzumiya got unsteadily to his feet. (What can you trust if not what you see with your own eyes?)

The driver was saying something about him needing an ambulance, and could the kid please use his cellphone to call Emergency, but the kid in question wasn’t listening. He was walking away, also unsteadily.

The driver yelled something, but Haruki Suzumiya didn’t even hear him at all.

The rain got even heavier.


Did I do that?

He was dead. And then he wasn’t.

And I’m almost sure I died. But then I didn’t.

Was that me? Was that something else? Or am I just going a little loopy?

Well, the first step to solving a mystery is testing hypotheses!

Let’s see. ‘I want some Pocky.’


As Haruki Suzumiya brought his foot down to the ground, it touched something.

It was a very wet box of Pocky.


…That’s… was that really me?

It couldn’t have been. There’s no way I can summon Pocky out of nowhere or bring people back from the dead.

…But what if I could? Wouldn’t that be cool? I’d be like that one guy, what’s his name… Jesus, right. He was pretty cool.

This Pocky tastes bad. I need something to wash it down.


A can of Coke dropped into Haruki Suzumiya’s pocket.


Excellent.

Ah. Enjoy~.


Haruki Suzumiya was tired of being wet. So he no longer was.

Haruki Suzumiya was tired of being rained upon. So the rain simply stopped falling on him.


Wow, I was only expecting an umbrella, but man, that’s sweet.

…Hey, I wonder what else I can do. Are there limits to this power?

If there are limits, let’s find them. And then break those limits. That’s my philosophy.

There are no limits.


Haruki Suzumiya raised his arms parallel to his shoulders, palms up.

And his feet, ever so slowly, began to leave the ground.


Haruki Suzumiya wanted to fly.


And as though they were eager to follow their master, all around him, red giants were born into the world, raising their triple eyes to the rainy sky in celebration.

A deep crimson light suffused the city, in complement to the inevitable screams.

Apotheosis.

There are no limits.


Haruki Suzumiya's eyes were sparkling more than they ever had before.

The rain on his face looked like tears. (Men don't cry.)

But there was no rain on his face at all.



Haruki Suzumiya has awakened.

Less epic than I had hoped it would be, but this is the sort of scene that music and visuals can really have an effect on.

Poor everyone.

Awesome. Although the ease at which he was able to change reality is due to the extended subconscious use of his powers correct?

Originally Posted by Kaisos Erranon

Spoiler for September the Fifth, Day 4: My Room- Sleeping (Headphones II):

Sleeping (Headphones II)

One thing I always do before I go to bed is read some manga, but tonight, I figure I’ll listen to that mysteriously-appearing music player instead.

It doesn’t seem to be dangerous in the least, even if it is odd, and if it really was a present, I shouldn’t let it go to waste, right?


The person who owned this had a fairly good, though rather varied, taste in music. There’s quite a lot of rap on here, but there’s also a few slower, more melancholy songs.

I get the feeling whoever owned this listened to music more to complement his or her moods than as a pastime.

Which would explain why I’ve never seen them before. This person never took them to school at all.


I had grabbed an English-Japanese dictionary from downstairs earlier… I can’t believe I didn’t realize what the words meant at the time.


“COOL” would be “suzushii”, or

SUZU
涼

And “SHRINE” means “omiya” or

MIYA
宮

So, therefore…

SUZUMIYA
涼宮


These are Haruhi’s headphones. How did they get here?

…Is this supposed to be your idea of a joke, Haruhi?


Whatever. It’s midnight now, and I’m tired of trying to figure it out. I’ll ask her the next time I talk to her.

Some people listen to music as they fall asleep. Maybe I should try that.

Eventually, I drift off, a melancholy song reverberating in my ears…


These things add color into the tediousness of today, performing magic on the depressing prospect of tomorrow

Even the calm times become important memories.

In ordinary, untwisted words, in an ordinary melody that you hear often

In that unchanging voice that you’re used to hearing, I sing a love song that only I can


DAY FOUR END

The original song used, which could practically be Haruki's character song it's so perfect. Full translation here.

There is one more scene I'll probably have up a lot later. It's the first part of Day 5 (not on the flowchart, don't ask) and it's called "Flashes in Space".

That's a pretty nice way of deducing the owner of the headphones. Too bad the first name was not written.

Originally Posted by swtrooper42

Interesting, because that's what I use my MP3 player for.

I use my ipod for both my mood and for simple enjoyment.