Dragonin
Hugs Everything
- Location
- Blue Lake
Pretty sure she can't die
The Void Smiles Back [ZnT/Starry Eyes (Worm/Lovecraft)]
- Thread starter helnae
- Start date
- Crossover
- Location
- A land of Dreams, Nightmares, and Fairytales.
maybe but honestly tay may see louise geting bullied while authority figures ignore it and emphasize and develop a protective streak without said mental effects influencing her. Remember this Taylor became possessive of rune after holding her for q few hours so runes may not even have to do much to make her attach to pink loli.
Also Does tay even have a brain that mental effects can work on anymore?
GuesssWho
To Assemble A Name From Scars
- Location
- People's Republic of Treacle Mine Road
- Pronouns
- She/Her
Technically yes, but good luck finding it. Pretty sure it's in the void somewhere.
Frescopino
(Verified Air Freshener)
- Location
- The Pit of Hate
Uhmm...
I could
1. Complain about even less updates for starry eyes.
2. Suck it up and read this one too.
Eh, fuck it. Don't even know what "ZnT" stands for, but I'll try this out.
I could
1. Complain about even less updates for starry eyes.
2. Suck it up and read this one too.
Eh, fuck it. Don't even know what "ZnT" stands for, but I'll try this out.
- Location
- Dubai Baby!
Yeah no, the runes don't make the person a slave. They only reduce homeiskcness. That's it.
She was mean to Saito.... cause he was a dick to her. No seriously, one of the first things he does in the LN is try to undo her blouse. Granted it was cause he was looking for a microphone cause he thought it was a prank, but still. Saito did a lot to knowngly piss her off, so he's hardly blameless.
13th Bee
Worker
- Location
- Tennessee, USA.
Before there was Worm as the thing everyone wrote fics of, there was Familiar of Zero (Zero no Tsukima or something like that in Japanese).
OverReactionGuy
Verified Sanity
You know ironically if these are fanon style runes, they may help Taylor keep her humanity and sanity.
Nail
helnae
Mlem~
- Pronouns
- She/Her
Nail
Once outside the gate, I spotted a nearby forest and headed towards it. From there, it wasn't long before I found a little clearing in the trees with a large boulder in its center. It suited my needs, so I went over to recline atop the rock.
"Hey, girls?" I said after a few moments of lounging.
"We're here, Taylor. We're feeling much better," Aria said, her voices subdued. "More importantly, though, are you alright? What happened?"
I sighed. "It… I don't even know, okay? We're somehow in a different place because I was summoned to be some girl's familiar for whatever reason. The process involved getting branded, which I was most definitely not warned about, and it hurt! A lot! Nothing hurts anymore, so why did this?"
"Um. That would explain what I felt from you, I suppose," Melody said slowly. "But the question still stands: are you alright?"
Letting out a long breath, I closed my eyes, idly noting that when I faced the sun, its light didn't turn red anymore when going through my eyelids. "I… no. I'm not okay. I have no idea where we are, or how to get home. Hell, we might be on Earth Aleph or something for all I know."
"That's not great. Anyway, what's this?" Aria asked, and suddenly, I felt a tiny sliver of her poke out of my chest and enter my control.
"Wait, what?" I quickly sat up and pulled my shirt away from my chest again. Sure enough, a bit of Aria's flesh was poking out through one of the lines of the brand. I stared. "... It goes all the way through?"
"Looks like," Aria replied. "Could I have that back now?"
"Oh!" I released my control. "Right. Sorry."
"It's fine," Aria reassured me as she withdrew herself.
I smiled, and was about to say something when Melody interrupted me. "Taylor, some people are coming."
In an instant I was alert, trying to catch a sign of the approaching people. Sure enough, I heard leaves crunching under their feet as they approached from the same direction I'd come from. Slowly, I eased one of my spare knives off of my belt and palmed it.
They soon came into view: two girls, dressed in the same outfit Louise had been wearing. Fellow students of hers? One was tall, maybe even taller than me, with dark skin, long red hair, and an irritatingly large bosom. The other was similar in height and build to Louise, though her shockingly blue hair was cut mutch shorter. Seriously, was dying one's hair weird colors in fashion here or something? Anyway, in one hand she carried a staff that seemed far too big for her, and in the other, an open book. They were talking as they walked, or rather, the tall one was talking, while her companion occasionally said a word or two.
Between them scurried what looked to be a giant red lizard, and… um. Its tail was on fire.
I blinked. Was, was this another familiar, like…
Shaking my head, I looked around for the other girl's familiar, but couldn't see anything that fit the bill. That meant it was probably either too small to be easily noticed, or… or too big to fit through the trees.
Out of those heading for my clearing, it was the lizard who noticed me first. Its eyes locked on me, and its pace quickened, leaving the girls behind. Their conversation was apparently put on hold as they watched it scamper off, and only then did they notice me. The blue-haired girl had essentially no visible reaction, while the tall one's eyes widened dramatically, then narrowed in a smirk.
The lizard finally reached me and craned its neck to sniff at the foot I'd left dangling off the boulder. After a moment, though, its eyes bulged almost comically, and it turned tail to run off and hide behind the taller girl. "Aww, what's the matter, Flame?" she asked in that cutesy, high-pitched tone some people take with pets. "Did the mean lady scare you?" I scowled at her. She giggled and leaned down to scratch Flame's head, and while it leaned into the scratchings, its eyes remained wide and focused on me.
Straightening, she smiled at me again and put one of her hands on her hip. "And who might you be? I feel like I've seen you somewhere before, but…"
"Familiar," the smaller girl said, looking at me over her book.
The redhead snapped her fingers. "That's right! You're the commoner that the Zero summoned!" My scowl deepened, and her smirk returned. "Or should I say, 'summoned'. It's not like someone with zero magical talent like her could actually summon a familiar. So, how much did she pay you?"
Ignoring the question, I asked, "What's with you people and magic?"
Her mouth dropped open in surprise before she let out a laugh. "What? Are you saying that you don't know about magic? I thought everyone did!" She raised her hand do cover her mouth as she giggled. "Magic is what sets nobles apart from commoners. The haves from the have-nots, as it were."
Her words grated on me, and my budding dislike for her grew. "So how does one get 'magic'?" I asked coldly.
"Why, you have to be born with it, of course!" she replied. Mentally, I decided to chalk it up to 'parahuman powers, but different, pending investigation'. "All that aside, I am rather curious about something."
"Yes?" I asked, irritation bleeding into my voice.
"What are those shiny things on the bottom of your foot?"
I considered for a moment how to answer that, before deciding to go with the truth. "They're nails."
Her expression froze. "E-excuse me?"
In lieu of answering verbally, I drew my foot towards me and tilted it so they could still see the nails. Then, I gripped one, and slowly, ever-so-slowly, pulled it out.
The redhead grew progressively paler as the nail emerged. "B-by the Founder…" she breathed, before clapping a hand over her mouth.
Her companion's reaction was not as dramatic, merely a widening of her eyes. I simply enjoyed their expressions, and how, when I eased the nail back into my foot, the redhead turned and ran off into the trees, the lizard hot on her heels. The blue-haired girl stared at me for a few more moments, then closed her book and went off after the other girl.
"You know what, girls?" I said once I judged they were far enough away. "I think I'm feeling better, now."
When those girls failed to return, I decided to just relax with my face off, letting Aria and Rest out to explore. Rest snapped up all the birdcalls and other forest sounds she could, while Aria sampled some grass before snaking off to gnaw on a tree.
Eventually, though, it started to get darker out, which I took as a signal to recall my friends and put my face back on. The return trip to the academy proved to be quick, and soon I was on the path to the main gate.
Once I got close enough, though, I saw her: a small girl, sitting against the wall beside the gate, hugging her legs to her chest as she pressed her face against her knees. Her long, pink hair was unmistakable. It was Louise. The girl who'd branded me.
… The girl I'd made run away, possibly crying.
Sighing, I adjusted my path towards her, making no effort to be quiet. When I got close enough for her to hear my footsteps, her head shot up to look at me, her eyes almost heartbreakingly hopeful, and a small part of me was grateful that I wouldn't have to break this particular hope.
Her face went through a complicated range of emotions before settling on a carefully controlled, neutral expression. She stood and brushed off her clothing, then moved to meet me.
"You came back!" she said hesitantly. "I, I thought you might have… left."
"Why would I leave?" I asked. "Sure, I could go somewhere else, probably start a new life, but, well, that wouldn't be home. You promised me you'd help me find a way home, so as far as I'm concerned, you're my best bet so far for getting there."
She nodded along, looking a little relieved, until part of what I'd said registered. "Wait. What do you mean by 'so far'?"
I shrugged. "Look, someone out there might be better equipped to help me, so I'd like to keep my options open rather than tying myself to just one method. That said, my list of people I think could help me currently has only one name on it."
Her eyes narrowed. "I see. So you're just going to be a mercenary, working for the highest bidder, whose coin is a way home?"
"Essentially, yes."
Her eyebrow twitched. "Have you no honor? If someone who can pay better comes along, will you just abandon me?"
"Maybe? Consider it incentive to do your best to find me a way."
She seemed about ready to burst with righteous anger, and for a moment I feared that I had made a miscalculation. Then she took a deep breath, and then another, and when she looked at me again, she was calm. "Okay, then. If that's how you want to play it, then I must ask: how do you intend to repay my efforts? Just looking at you, I can't imagine you'd have much to offer."
"Well, I doubt I'd be much good at getting you reagents, so that's out. You said something about familiars acting as a guardian, correct?" She nodded. "Well, good news is, I can do that."
She looked at my thin arms dubiously. "Are you sure about that?"
"I am. I have some special skills that would serve quite well."
"And what skills might they be?" Uh-oh, her eyebrow was starting to twitch again.
I glanced around. "It might be best not to talk about this where just anyone might be able to hear."
She let out a long-suffering sigh. "Fine. We'll talk in my room." She turned to lead the way, only to pause. "What is your name? I can't keep thinking of you as 'Familiar'. I doubt you'd like that."
I took a moment to consider. I didn't really feel comfortable with giving her my real name, even though there was no way for her to exploit it that I knew of. Still… "Just call me Starfield for now, okay?"
She gave me an odd look. "That's a weird name."
"Tell you what, when we get to your room and we have our talk, I'll tell you why I want you to call me that, okay?"
Sighing, she started walking again. "Okay."
Once outside the gate, I spotted a nearby forest and headed towards it. From there, it wasn't long before I found a little clearing in the trees with a large boulder in its center. It suited my needs, so I went over to recline atop the rock.
"Hey, girls?" I said after a few moments of lounging.
"We're here, Taylor. We're feeling much better," Aria said, her voices subdued. "More importantly, though, are you alright? What happened?"
I sighed. "It… I don't even know, okay? We're somehow in a different place because I was summoned to be some girl's familiar for whatever reason. The process involved getting branded, which I was most definitely not warned about, and it hurt! A lot! Nothing hurts anymore, so why did this?"
"Um. That would explain what I felt from you, I suppose," Melody said slowly. "But the question still stands: are you alright?"
Letting out a long breath, I closed my eyes, idly noting that when I faced the sun, its light didn't turn red anymore when going through my eyelids. "I… no. I'm not okay. I have no idea where we are, or how to get home. Hell, we might be on Earth Aleph or something for all I know."
"That's not great. Anyway, what's this?" Aria asked, and suddenly, I felt a tiny sliver of her poke out of my chest and enter my control.
"Wait, what?" I quickly sat up and pulled my shirt away from my chest again. Sure enough, a bit of Aria's flesh was poking out through one of the lines of the brand. I stared. "... It goes all the way through?"
"Looks like," Aria replied. "Could I have that back now?"
"Oh!" I released my control. "Right. Sorry."
"It's fine," Aria reassured me as she withdrew herself.
I smiled, and was about to say something when Melody interrupted me. "Taylor, some people are coming."
In an instant I was alert, trying to catch a sign of the approaching people. Sure enough, I heard leaves crunching under their feet as they approached from the same direction I'd come from. Slowly, I eased one of my spare knives off of my belt and palmed it.
They soon came into view: two girls, dressed in the same outfit Louise had been wearing. Fellow students of hers? One was tall, maybe even taller than me, with dark skin, long red hair, and an irritatingly large bosom. The other was similar in height and build to Louise, though her shockingly blue hair was cut mutch shorter. Seriously, was dying one's hair weird colors in fashion here or something? Anyway, in one hand she carried a staff that seemed far too big for her, and in the other, an open book. They were talking as they walked, or rather, the tall one was talking, while her companion occasionally said a word or two.
Between them scurried what looked to be a giant red lizard, and… um. Its tail was on fire.
I blinked. Was, was this another familiar, like…
Shaking my head, I looked around for the other girl's familiar, but couldn't see anything that fit the bill. That meant it was probably either too small to be easily noticed, or… or too big to fit through the trees.
Out of those heading for my clearing, it was the lizard who noticed me first. Its eyes locked on me, and its pace quickened, leaving the girls behind. Their conversation was apparently put on hold as they watched it scamper off, and only then did they notice me. The blue-haired girl had essentially no visible reaction, while the tall one's eyes widened dramatically, then narrowed in a smirk.
The lizard finally reached me and craned its neck to sniff at the foot I'd left dangling off the boulder. After a moment, though, its eyes bulged almost comically, and it turned tail to run off and hide behind the taller girl. "Aww, what's the matter, Flame?" she asked in that cutesy, high-pitched tone some people take with pets. "Did the mean lady scare you?" I scowled at her. She giggled and leaned down to scratch Flame's head, and while it leaned into the scratchings, its eyes remained wide and focused on me.
Straightening, she smiled at me again and put one of her hands on her hip. "And who might you be? I feel like I've seen you somewhere before, but…"
"Familiar," the smaller girl said, looking at me over her book.
The redhead snapped her fingers. "That's right! You're the commoner that the Zero summoned!" My scowl deepened, and her smirk returned. "Or should I say, 'summoned'. It's not like someone with zero magical talent like her could actually summon a familiar. So, how much did she pay you?"
Ignoring the question, I asked, "What's with you people and magic?"
Her mouth dropped open in surprise before she let out a laugh. "What? Are you saying that you don't know about magic? I thought everyone did!" She raised her hand do cover her mouth as she giggled. "Magic is what sets nobles apart from commoners. The haves from the have-nots, as it were."
Her words grated on me, and my budding dislike for her grew. "So how does one get 'magic'?" I asked coldly.
"Why, you have to be born with it, of course!" she replied. Mentally, I decided to chalk it up to 'parahuman powers, but different, pending investigation'. "All that aside, I am rather curious about something."
"Yes?" I asked, irritation bleeding into my voice.
"What are those shiny things on the bottom of your foot?"
I considered for a moment how to answer that, before deciding to go with the truth. "They're nails."
Her expression froze. "E-excuse me?"
In lieu of answering verbally, I drew my foot towards me and tilted it so they could still see the nails. Then, I gripped one, and slowly, ever-so-slowly, pulled it out.
The redhead grew progressively paler as the nail emerged. "B-by the Founder…" she breathed, before clapping a hand over her mouth.
Her companion's reaction was not as dramatic, merely a widening of her eyes. I simply enjoyed their expressions, and how, when I eased the nail back into my foot, the redhead turned and ran off into the trees, the lizard hot on her heels. The blue-haired girl stared at me for a few more moments, then closed her book and went off after the other girl.
"You know what, girls?" I said once I judged they were far enough away. "I think I'm feeling better, now."
.o.o.o.
When those girls failed to return, I decided to just relax with my face off, letting Aria and Rest out to explore. Rest snapped up all the birdcalls and other forest sounds she could, while Aria sampled some grass before snaking off to gnaw on a tree.
Eventually, though, it started to get darker out, which I took as a signal to recall my friends and put my face back on. The return trip to the academy proved to be quick, and soon I was on the path to the main gate.
Once I got close enough, though, I saw her: a small girl, sitting against the wall beside the gate, hugging her legs to her chest as she pressed her face against her knees. Her long, pink hair was unmistakable. It was Louise. The girl who'd branded me.
… The girl I'd made run away, possibly crying.
Sighing, I adjusted my path towards her, making no effort to be quiet. When I got close enough for her to hear my footsteps, her head shot up to look at me, her eyes almost heartbreakingly hopeful, and a small part of me was grateful that I wouldn't have to break this particular hope.
Her face went through a complicated range of emotions before settling on a carefully controlled, neutral expression. She stood and brushed off her clothing, then moved to meet me.
"You came back!" she said hesitantly. "I, I thought you might have… left."
"Why would I leave?" I asked. "Sure, I could go somewhere else, probably start a new life, but, well, that wouldn't be home. You promised me you'd help me find a way home, so as far as I'm concerned, you're my best bet so far for getting there."
She nodded along, looking a little relieved, until part of what I'd said registered. "Wait. What do you mean by 'so far'?"
I shrugged. "Look, someone out there might be better equipped to help me, so I'd like to keep my options open rather than tying myself to just one method. That said, my list of people I think could help me currently has only one name on it."
Her eyes narrowed. "I see. So you're just going to be a mercenary, working for the highest bidder, whose coin is a way home?"
"Essentially, yes."
Her eyebrow twitched. "Have you no honor? If someone who can pay better comes along, will you just abandon me?"
"Maybe? Consider it incentive to do your best to find me a way."
She seemed about ready to burst with righteous anger, and for a moment I feared that I had made a miscalculation. Then she took a deep breath, and then another, and when she looked at me again, she was calm. "Okay, then. If that's how you want to play it, then I must ask: how do you intend to repay my efforts? Just looking at you, I can't imagine you'd have much to offer."
"Well, I doubt I'd be much good at getting you reagents, so that's out. You said something about familiars acting as a guardian, correct?" She nodded. "Well, good news is, I can do that."
She looked at my thin arms dubiously. "Are you sure about that?"
"I am. I have some special skills that would serve quite well."
"And what skills might they be?" Uh-oh, her eyebrow was starting to twitch again.
I glanced around. "It might be best not to talk about this where just anyone might be able to hear."
She let out a long-suffering sigh. "Fine. We'll talk in my room." She turned to lead the way, only to pause. "What is your name? I can't keep thinking of you as 'Familiar'. I doubt you'd like that."
I took a moment to consider. I didn't really feel comfortable with giving her my real name, even though there was no way for her to exploit it that I knew of. Still… "Just call me Starfield for now, okay?"
She gave me an odd look. "That's a weird name."
"Tell you what, when we get to your room and we have our talk, I'll tell you why I want you to call me that, okay?"
Sighing, she started walking again. "Okay."
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DBDrake
Totaly A Dragon
I am crushingly disappointed. While I do like the extra crossover, I really do not like how the conversation turned generic nor did Taylor even know what a familiar is. It was said that she reads a lot back when her mother is alive so the chances are high that she would know what that word means. Secondly this Taylor's too trusting as if she just wanted it to be over with which could be attributed to rushed writing. She didn't have any kind of second thoughts on the matter nor ask her friends if they know anything. Nor did she try to look around first as per instincs due to being surrounded. Nor did her friends found out about the sudden shift in dimension from earth bet to halkegenia(?).
On chapter 2,
Well, that killed off any enthusiasm that I have with the story. She didn't retaliate nor lash out at being branded. Another would be that her friends didn't urge her to retaliate especially due to what they are. Had you ever been treated in the hospital for second degree burns? That's downright mild compared to this but it still hurts alot.
*Takes a breather*
I felt like I'm going a bit overboard with that.
Well, anyway, if her friends did urge her, you just left it as just a footnote instead of an important internal discussion. After all what happened is nothing more than a life altering event which she was suckered into. Which begs the question if she even have any personal space anymore.
On chapter 2,
Well, that killed off any enthusiasm that I have with the story. She didn't retaliate nor lash out at being branded. Another would be that her friends didn't urge her to retaliate especially due to what they are. Had you ever been treated in the hospital for second degree burns? That's downright mild compared to this but it still hurts alot.
*Takes a breather*
I felt like I'm going a bit overboard with that.
Well, anyway, if her friends did urge her, you just left it as just a footnote instead of an important internal discussion. After all what happened is nothing more than a life altering event which she was suckered into. Which begs the question if she even have any personal space anymore.
OverReactionGuy
Verified Sanity
Funny enough, Louise is her best bet on getting Taylor home. If this is the anime world one of her canon abilities is traveling to other worlds, Saito's earth at least if that's not the case.
She's also pretty much a glass canon but with a really, really big gun durability ignoring gun.
She's also pretty much a glass canon but with a really, really big gun durability ignoring gun.
- Location
- USA
Just pointing this out but depending on which fantasy realm you are talking about Familiar can mean many different things.
Also just saying if i was summoned to some magical realm I to would ask what being a familiar entails.
Not to mention its been stated, by the manga and anime of FOZ as canon, that there is a mental component to the summoning and binding ritual that calms the summon down and allows the mage to bind them. Its why summons don't just run away or attack immediately after being summoned.
Which will mean that Taylor knows what it means even if it is wrong and can be corrected when she asks. Which she didn't.
Which would mean that she's affected with master effects. I thought that she's a bit immune to that. Not to mention that her friends should have pointed out that something's wrong with her and stirred her into action since they're in another dimension. To them, the door just move slightly from where it was. But instead, they too were branded as an extra gimmick.
- Location
- ontario, canada
I've read starry eyes a ways back, but I don't ever recall Taylor putting nails in her feet.
- Location
- USA
She did that so that her friends knew which direction was down for Taylor.
Here you go.
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Definitely enjoying this so far. Looking forward to more.
ZnT is always the most fun when you throw weird out of context problems into it, and you don't get much more out of context than beyond space and time.
ZnT is always the most fun when you throw weird out of context problems into it, and you don't get much more out of context than beyond space and time.
I'm somewhat conflicted by this. Most summonees just take it with a smile. Taylor is actually pissed about the whole situation, and I rather like that. I feel a little bad for Luise, but she is a right asshole at the beginning (not without reason, but still). And the whole situation is her fault. It has a fairly good balance there.
What I dislike, and why I'm conflicted rather than straight happy, is that Taylor is a bit quick to forgive Luise. That might be because it's easier to write for the author (the main reason in most ZnT fics, though I think @helnae has the skill to write the off-the-rails version), or it might be the brand screwing with her head (which is my headcanon in general). I don't enjoy either option, so there's this lingering discontent with the whole thing. Hopefully it'll go away as things continue.
What I dislike, and why I'm conflicted rather than straight happy, is that Taylor is a bit quick to forgive Luise. That might be because it's easier to write for the author (the main reason in most ZnT fics, though I think @helnae has the skill to write the off-the-rails version), or it might be the brand screwing with her head (which is my headcanon in general). I don't enjoy either option, so there's this lingering discontent with the whole thing. Hopefully it'll go away as things continue.
I mean, is it that surprising that Taylor's not (incredibly) angry? While Louise is technically at fault for summoning her, it's not like she did it intentionally or had any way of foreseeing it. It is, as far as she can tell, a complete accident that an obscure ritual decided to pull her out of her home universe instead of something normal like a lizard from the elemental plane of fire or whatever. You could make the case that the injustice of the society ought to set her off, but again, as far as she can tell, the people are just very inconsiderate, extremely classist and not very respectful of personal liberty. Indentured servitude, even with mild coercion involved, isn't that big of a deal compared to the true monsters that lurk in the Wormverse.
John Therion
The Rat In The Wall
- Location
- Walls
I think that hoping for some kind of huge conflict right from the start is kinda boring, to me anyway.
No offense to those who want it, but really? Is that the truly interesting part of FoZ crossovers to you? It might be "realistic" (for a given value of the word), but that doesn't mean it's entertaining to read about.
The most interesting part is how batshit weird and crazy Starfield's power is in the context of the world she ended up in. And I am far more interested in seeing how that goes rather than dwelling on the generic angst parts. I would've actually preferred if the story started in media res, and skip the whole traditional "summoning" part of the story. I understand that this is a cliché in the same way that Harry Potter stories often started (not so much anymore, but back in the day) with Harry's childhood.
It's a bit tedious, to be honest. Also due to the nature of Fanfiction, we could have been easily be plunged straight into interesting parts and still get a good idea who these people are and what their motivations are. The only real work would have been trying to establish Taylor's relationships with these people.
The sole redeeming quality of Fanfiction is the ability to inject characters into a story without having to use skill and time in making readers to care about them. So making Taylor spring away from those characters makes this being a crossover with FoZ more or less pointless. But it would make it 10x easier to start at the interesting parts. It's not like you need to establish their character, all you need to do is to establish their relationship. If you write it well enough, that can be done with just a few lines of dialogue, or even less.
No offense to those who want it, but really? Is that the truly interesting part of FoZ crossovers to you? It might be "realistic" (for a given value of the word), but that doesn't mean it's entertaining to read about.
The most interesting part is how batshit weird and crazy Starfield's power is in the context of the world she ended up in. And I am far more interested in seeing how that goes rather than dwelling on the generic angst parts. I would've actually preferred if the story started in media res, and skip the whole traditional "summoning" part of the story. I understand that this is a cliché in the same way that Harry Potter stories often started (not so much anymore, but back in the day) with Harry's childhood.
It's a bit tedious, to be honest. Also due to the nature of Fanfiction, we could have been easily be plunged straight into interesting parts and still get a good idea who these people are and what their motivations are. The only real work would have been trying to establish Taylor's relationships with these people.
The sole redeeming quality of Fanfiction is the ability to inject characters into a story without having to use skill and time in making readers to care about them. So making Taylor spring away from those characters makes this being a crossover with FoZ more or less pointless. But it would make it 10x easier to start at the interesting parts. It's not like you need to establish their character, all you need to do is to establish their relationship. If you write it well enough, that can be done with just a few lines of dialogue, or even less.
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OverReactionGuy
Verified Sanity
Honestly speaking I'm not seeing this forgivness people keep mentioning?
Being mercenary about that isn't forgiveness.
Forgiveness would be never mentioning the fact that she would leave Louse if there was a better offer.
So where is this forgiveness people speak of? Is it because Taylor hasn't kill Louse or some shit that people think she forgave Louise too easily?
Being mercenary about that isn't forgiveness.
Forgiveness would be never mentioning the fact that she would leave Louse if there was a better offer.
So where is this forgiveness people speak of? Is it because Taylor hasn't kill Louse or some shit that people think she forgave Louise too easily?
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hghwolf
Bird of contempt
Louise. You just made a sapient being your lawful slave for a school project. You don`t get to talk about honour. The fact that, despite the summoned being being sapient they`re still going through with it, that`s... I dunno what that is. Represetative of the screwed up, ass backwards morality of the setting I guess.
And yeah, I feel like Taylor`s taking the whole 'branded, all the way through' thing a lot too calmly. Hell, even just the pain bit should make her a lot more standoffish and hostile IMO. Maybe not to the point that she`d leave, but any kind of concessions on her part shouldn`t come so easily.
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RinKaihou
AllSeeingEye
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I'd have called her out on the fact that it was her (Louise's) fault that she (Taylor) was in this mess in the first place.