The Genderbending of Haruhi Suzumiya [Spoilers Aplenty]

[scify]

Ookay... Kogetsu has gone crazy crazier batshit?

احب جنون شخصون

Great... now she's speaking in Arabic... ugh.

Hmm... actual on-topicness... I like the Haruki scene. But then, so far, I've liked all the Haruki scenes, so I suppose that isn't surprising.

[Kogetsu Shirogane]

Originally Posted by scify

Ookay... Kogetsu has gone crazy crazier batshit?

Are you suggesting I'm not playing with a full deck?

...

Heh heh heh...

Hahaha...

... AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

[Aebliss]

Originally Posted by Kogetsu Shirogane

Are you suggesting I'm not playing with a full deck?

...

Heh heh heh...

Hahaha...

... AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Your deck is surely full ... only it's a Tarot deck, and that set always includes a Devil and a Fool ...

[Kogetsu Shirogane]

I'm not sure what you're implying... I'm certainly not a Devil, and while I may be a bit of a joker, I'm no Fool... hehehehe...

[vivify93]

Originally Posted by scify

Ookay... Kogetsu has gone crazy crazier batshit?

احب جنون شخصون

Great... now she's speaking in Arabic... ugh.

...Who's "she"? Your inner fangirl?

Originally Posted by Puffendahl

Poor Haruki. He proably wouldn't want the pity, but he gets some anyway. Har har har.

Indeed. Hau~u~u, I wanna take him hoooome~ to the Prime Universe to see his friends~.

Also, the recent insanity of this thread is a big "yes" to my libido.

...I don't know why.

[Nanao-kun]

Originally Posted by Kaisos Erranon

UPDATE AT LAST

Spoiler for September the Fifth, Day 4, Interlude 07: Irritation:

Irritation

The room is even more of a mess than before.

The food wrappers have increased in volume. There’s enough of them to paper the walls. (He had raided the cupboards downstairs.)

There appears to be an increase in the volume of garbage, but that’s because every drawer in the room had been emptied. (He had been searching for something.)

The pockets of every single piece of clothing (that had pockets) were turned inside out. (He had still been searching, but it’s not like a pocket could fit what he was looking for anyway.)

The stack of manga in the corner of the room had turned into a jumble of manga spreading out from the corner of the room, almost like a melting scoop of vanilla ice cream, with sprinkles, that had fallen onto the ground, and splattered little bits everywhere. (He had wondered if they had gotten lost under the manga somehow.)

The room had not been like this when he had left for school this morning. (That was also when he had forgotten them, which had turned out to be a big mistake.)

At school, he had begun the day by interrogating his classmates about Kyonko’s whereabouts. (He had bullied Taniguchi and Kunikida so much that they had to be sent to the nurse’s office, and he the principal’s.)

No luck. No luck at all.

During his first break, he had rushed to Itsuko Koizumi’s classroom to interrogate her classmates. (They weren’t the least bit intimidated by him.)

No luck. No luck at all.

During his next break, he went to Yuuki Nagato’s classroom a few doors down to interrogate his classmates. (Terrified of the angry and clearly upset intruder, they said they didn’t know where he was, but that it wasn’t uncommon for him to miss a class or two.)

No luck. No luck at all.

During lunch break, he had gone to Mitsuuru Asahina’s classroom to beg his classmates to tell him where he had gone. (They didn’t know.)

No luck. No luck at all!

Even Tsuruya, who might have known something, wasn't there either. (No cause for more concern; his classmates had said that he had 'called in bored'.)

No luck, no luck, no luck, no luck! No luck at aaaaaallllll!


Haruki Suzumiya had gone home after that.

He walked home in the rain, not having bothered to bring an umbrella. On some level, he blamed himself for what had happened.

Being soaked was all he deserved.


It was about this time that the rain began to get noticeably worse. Except that he didn’t notice.

Haruki Suzumiya wished that he could break something. He didn’t, but something else did.

Somewhere in the city, a building crumbled. A lot of people died.

Acceptable. (But not for the bereaved.)


When Haruki Suzumiya got home, he took all the snack food and candy out the kitchen, and went up to his room without a word to anyone or anything.

When he had flopped down on his bed, he was intending to enjoy an afternoon of solitude and melancholy.

It was about this time he noticed they were missing.


And that was how the room had gotten into that state. (It was also because he had used up some of his pent-up energy throwing manga at the walls.)

Haruki Suzumiya is now in the mood to clean it all up. This is because he is irritated, and has nothing else to do.

Nothing else at all. Because his xxxxxxxxxx are missing.

Haruhi Suzumiya loved his xxxxxxxxxx so very much. They had been a present for one of his birthdays, and they were about the one thing he owned that he really took care of.

He’d use them whenever he felt down. Or whenever he felt happy. Or whenever he felt anything.

But his xxxxxxxxxx were gone. He was positive that they were gone. The room wouldn’t be such a mess if he hadn’t searched that hard.

Do you understand what it means to lose something that you love so much?

Do you understand?

Do you really understand?

Do you really, truly, understand?

Do you really, truly, completely understand?

Haruki Suzumiya considered his xxxxxxxxxx to be his soul, and now they were gone.

His soul had been taken from him.

So it’s understandable to understand why Haruki Suzumiya is so irritated.

Irritation breeds frustration breeds Closed Spaces full of angry red giants. That’s the way of things.

It’s late evening. Haruki Suzumiya is punching his pillow and trying not to cry. (Men don’t cry. Not real men. They hold in their tears until they’re full to burst.)

What is this? Why? Why? Why did they all leave him behind? Why?

Are they just playing with him? Are they just hiding? Did they sneak in here and steal his xxxxxxxxxx too?

Maybe they’re just inside my closet, laughing at me?

He wrenched open the closet door. No luck at all. It was empty.

He had searched there earlier anyway. Why he’d expect to find anything in there now is anyone’s guess.

Haruki Suzumiya wasn’t crying. He really wasn’t. (Men don’t cry. They hold in their tears until they’re full to burst.)

Instead, he punched a hole in his wall at the injustice of it all.

He wasn’t sad. He wasn’t angry. He was merely irritated. That’s all he was. (Men hold in their tears until they’re full to burst.)

Outside the window, out in the rain and wind, thunder was rumbling.

The news had said that this storm was record-setting. Something Haruki Suzumiya, until yesterday, would have cared about. He would done something crazy, like drag the SOS Brigade out in the wet and cold, just to witness the storm of the century.

Is that why they left?

I’m sorry.

I’m sorry.

I’m so sorry.

I'm goddamn sorry!

Please, just come back... I want to see all of your faces again...

I want to apologize. (I’m holding the tears in until I’m full to burst.) So please, please.

Come back.



I’m not crying.

This was entirely too much fun to write. I'm a terrible person.

Enjoy.

Originally Posted by Kaisos Erranon

...While that is a good and perfectly accurate answer, it's not the correct one.

Spoiler for September the Fifth, Day 4: My Room- Headphones:

Headphones

The first thing I did when I got home was dump my bag in my room, change out of my uniform, and then go downstairs to help my sister with her homework, like she asked.

When I did that, there was nothing on my pillow whatsoever.


Kyon: So why, then, is there something on there now?


Sitting on top of my pillow is a set of yellow and grey headphones, plugged into a faded yellow xPod. Placed on top of them is a small white card with “Happy Birthday Kyon” printed on it.

…To clear things up, it’s not my birthday. My birthday—

Someone’s knocking at my door. It’s my sister.


Sister: Hey, Kyon, can I borrow the scissors again?

Kyon: Yeah, sure.


Why she doesn’t just take them for herself, I don’t know. I never seem to find myself using them….

Where was I… right, the mysteriously appearing headphones.


Unless my mother came upstairs and put them here while I was helping my sister… there should have been no way for anyone to get in here.

…I look outside the window. The trellis is fine. No sign of climbing or any damage at all. Thank god, I don’t want to fix it again.

No person could have left these here. So I guess I should regard this as a paranormal event… Exactly what should I do with these, then?

This xPod was probably expensive… although, taking a closer look, yellow wasn’t its original color… in fact, the yellow paint is peeling on the back, revealing the silver color beneath.

…Did someone buy this used? I think if someone actually painted a music player, it would drop in value dramatically.

Although, the headphones… I don’t listen to music as a hobby, but I can tell that these are extremely good quality headphones. Furthermore, they look brand new. Someone took very good care of these.

The only sign of ownership is a series of Roman characters etched into the underside. On the left side is… C… O… O… L… and on the other side… S…H…R…I…N…E…

What does that even mean? I’ll have to grab a dictionary from downstairs later.

Still, I have to wonder… if this thing is used, and still works despite the paint, does that mean there’s still music on it?

I’ve heard that music is a window to the soul. If I listen to what’s on here, I might find out something about the person who originally owned this.

…Is it safe to put these on? They might make my head explode or something.

That’s stupid. I put the headphones on, and try to find the “On” switch on the xPod.

…Where are the buttons…? Ah, there’s something like that on the front. I couldn’t see because of the paint—

It turns on by itself.


Kyon: Wha—?


Disappear, remains, now this love burn
Is of the past, a painful prick in my heart
Together we'll overcome love
Another season, HERE IT COMES

A bittersweet song about lost love, sung by a young man, echoes into my ears.

I listen to the song all the way through as I play with the xPod, trying to figure out how to turn it off. Apparently set on “repeat”, the song loops a few more times before I’m done.

The person who originally owned these lost his love, huh….?

My mother called me a few times for dinner, but these headphones cancel noise so well that I didn’t hear her until she rapped loudly on my door.

…


The burning remains in my heart
A painful love burn

HERE IT COMES

HERE IT COMES

*KSSSSSSSSSSSSH*

The song used.

Somehow, I imagine a picture of Haruki wearing headphones all the time when he was young before one day switching over to a headband.

[Aebliss]

Originally Posted by Kogetsu Shirogane

I'm not sure what you're implying... I'm certainly not a Devil, and while I may be a bit of a joker, I'm no Fool... hehehehe...

Every card is but an aspect of the whole.

[ryanasaurus0077]

Originally Posted by Aebliss

Every card is but an aspect of the whole.

I have an idea: put the SOS Brigade and all the other Haruhi Suzumiya characters on trading cards.

[Nanao-kun]

Originally Posted by Aebliss

Every card is but an aspect of the whole.

What of the fact that every card has multiple aspects?

[Aebliss]

Originally Posted by HikariNiwa

What of the fact that every card has multiple aspects?

That helps, since the whole is such a multi-faceted thing. ^^

[Tyabann]

Oooh! Oooh! For those who have played the Persona games... what Arcana do you think the main characters of Haruhi/Seitenkan are?

[FlashFumo]

Originally Posted by Kaisos Erranon

Oooh! Oooh! For those who have played the Persona games... what Arcana do you think the main characters of Haruhi/Seitenkan are?

Ooh! I'm dangerously obsessed with the Persona series!

Haruhi/Haruki: Emperor
Yuki/Yuuki: Magician
Mikuru/Mitsuuru: Lovers
Itsuki/Itsuko: Fortune
Kyon/Kyonko: Temperance

[Tyabann]

Originally Posted by FlashFumo

Haruhi/Haruki: Emperor

I was thinking this, yeah. Haruhi would be a rare female Emperor.

Originally Posted by FlashFumo

Yuki/Yuuki: Magician

No. Just no.

Originally Posted by FlashFumo

Mikuru/Mitsuuru: Lovers

Mikuru probably, the way I've written Mitsuuru no.

He has the Justice arcana's love of rules, structure and morality with the Moon's tendency for self-delusion.

So I think he's Moon now and grows up to be Justice...

Originally Posted by FlashFumo

Itsuki/Itsuko: Fortune

Why, might I ask? And wouldn't this mean they need revolvers as weapons?

(That's not a bad idea, actually...)

Originally Posted by FlashFumo

Kyon/Kyonko: Temperance

...I would never have thought of this (I would have suggested Fool) but this works too given their role in relationship to other characters.

[FlashFumo]

Originally Posted by Kaisos Erranon

No. Just no.

Maybe Hermit would fit better?

Originally Posted by Kaisos Erranon

Why, might I ask? And wouldn't this mean they need revolvers as weapons?

(That's not a bad idea, actually...)

I just thought it might fit. Maybe Itsuko could be Empress... I dunno.

Originally Posted by Kaisos Erranon

...I would never have thought of this (I would have suggested Fool) but this works too given their role in relationship to other characters.

I was thinking Fool, too, though I found that Temp. fits Kyon's personality more.

[DJ_RockmanX]

Originally Posted by HikariNiwa

Somehow, I imagine a picture of Haruki wearing headphones all the time when he was young before one day switching over to a headband.

Something that needs to be inserted into the novel rewrites.

[scify]

...

Now I need to find a copy of one of the Persona games. What the hell, guys? What the hell?

[Tyabann]

Originally Posted by scify

Now I need to find a copy of one of the Persona games. What the hell, guys? What the hell?

Get Persona 3 FES. Persona 4 is a waste of your money.

[FlashFumo]

Originally Posted by Kaisos Erranon

Get Persona 3 FES. Persona 4 is a waste of your money.

And that's where you're wrong. I practically worship Persona 4!

[Tyabann]

Originally Posted by FlashFumo

And that's where you're wrong. I practically worship Persona 4!

Did you play Persona 3 beforehand?

If so, I don't understand how you or anyone can like Persona 4.

With cheesily poor dialogue (YOUR NOT MEEEEEEEEEE), bad characterization on the part of half of the cast (Yosuke in particular) the removal of all the plot elements I liked from P3, and a mystery you "solve" by trial-and-error, Persona 4 is the inferior game.

Oh and the true ending sucked. At least the gameplay was better in some ways... but I don't play JRPGs for gameplay.

[FlashFumo]

Originally Posted by Kaisos Erranon

Did you play Persona 3 beforehand?

If so, I don't understand how you can like Persona 4.

YOUR NOT MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

...no.

But I liked Persona 4. A lot.

The party members had problems. Plausible problems. And they were directly controllable! The P3 party members were all AI and were being hit by family tragedies left and right.

Oh, and Rise >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Fuuka.