I was gonna make a joke vote where the only words are "150 words" that's 150 words long but that turned out to be impossible (read; boring)

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I also agree that it'd be good for them, but at a different time, and not as a favour on Kyoko's end.



As for Kai's vote... well, my biggest problem with it is that it tries to solve the current problem (Kyoko feeling like she owes us a favor) by fixing Kyoko's issues. That's just not really feasible, and I expect the end result will be that Kyoko (on the direction to being healthy and stable) either demands that we pay her back anyway or leaves, still feeling she owes us.



[Q] And Saint Redshirt raised the vote up on high, saying, "O Lord Chungus, bless this Thy vote that, with it, Thou mayest guide Thine allies to huge success in Thy mercy."
And Lord Chungus did grin, and the people did feast upon the lambs and sloths and carp and anchovies and orangutans and breakfast cereals and fruit bats and large chu-

Ahem.

And Lord Chungus spake, saying, "First shalt thou craft the Holy First Draft. Then, thou shalt reduce it to 150 words. No more. No less. 150 shalt be the number of words, and the number of words shall be 150. 151 shalt it not be, nor 149, excepting that thou then proceed to add the 150st word. 152 is right out. Once the number 150, being the 150th number, be reached, then, postest thou thy Holy Vote of PMAS to thy fellow posters, who, being cheerfully productive in My sight, shall comment on it."
 
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We have to get her out of I-am-a-selfish-bitch, you-should-be-selfish-like-me-because-it's-good-for-you mode before any of that can be done,
That's not how anyone makes friends with her in canon, though, because as you've noted she's really bad at it. She just becomes friends with exposure, even in the last loop where Sayaka more or less thought she was the literal devil. If it's reciprocated then her belligerent individualism can be allowed to die a quiet death.
 
That's not how anyone makes friends with her in canon, though, because as you've noted she's really bad at it. She just becomes friends with exposure, even in the last loop where Sayaka more or less thought she was the literal devil. If it's reciprocated then her belligerent individualism can be allowed to die a quiet death.

So hug her untill she gives in?
 
So before I get into this, @Redshirt Army your vote has us telepathy Mami as we find an excuse to have a private conversation with Kyoko. This is really the nitpickiest of nitpicks, but maybe put it somewhere at the start? I worry that Mami won't have an answer by the time we're supposed to talk about it with Kyoko, and while that probably won't come to pass it just irks me. It's nothing big, but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

So, now for my thing. Kyoko needs something that she can do that will help us, a way to pay us back. But there isn't much she can do. We're far more powerful than her and anything she can offer we already have, or can get without any problem. The only things she has that we don't are her relationships, and she doesn't have many of those. To be more specific, she has exactly three; her relationship with Mami, her relationship with Yuma, and her relationship with Sayaka. We can't ask her to do something for Yuma, for obvious reasons, and our Redshirt's plan is to use her relationship with Mami.

But I was thinking (never a good thing, I know) what if we went the other way? Kyoko's relationship with Sayaka isn't quite as… I guess as strong as ours is, but it's different. We're Sayaka's senpai, but Kyoko is more her equal. So we tell Kyoko that Sayaka can be, well, Sayaka, and we want Kyoko to look out for her, since we're not entirely sure she.

If Sayaka starts going through some tough things (ie, decides to learn the witchbomb, or her inferiority complex acts up) there's a good chance she'll try to hide it from us; she's strong, she can handle it, she's not some little kid who needs our help for everything. But Kyoko is someone Sayaka doesn't feel she owes, and I want to use that.

Essentially, we'll be asking Kyoko to take care of Sayaka; tell us if she thinks something's seriously wrong, but she doesn't have to report to us or anything like that.


[x] Meet with Kyouko and Yuma.
-[x] Aquire food, cleanse, chat.
--[x] Ask how yesterday's training went.
-[x] Find an excuse to have a private conversation with Kyouko to discuss some heavy stuff away from Yuma.
[x] Privately with Kyouko:
-[x] Discuss the church situation.
-[x] Make it clear that you don't think she "owes" you for your help.
--[x] If she insists, ask if she could look out for Sayaka. Sayaka isn't good at talking about her problems.
---[x] You don't want Kyoko to report to you, or anything; just be there for Sayaka and make sure she doesn't do anything dumb. If she thinks something's seriously wrong, she should tell you.
----[x] If Kyoko asks why you need her to do this, explain that Sayaka views you as a Senpai. She looks up to you, she thinks you're strong, and she may not want to admit she's "weak".
 
So hug her untill she gives in?
A sudden pounding at the door.

Mami startles, but immediately her instincts take over. She moves closer to a side of the door, her hands almost gripping a yet to be materialzed musket, her voice deceptibly calm as she calls:

"Yes? Who is it?"

"Open the fucking door, Mami. It's me."

The blonde's heart skips a beat.

It couldn't be.

Could it?

Sabrina had said-

Throwing all caution to the wind, Mami yanks open the door-

"Hi Mami!" smiles Sabrina.

"Hi..." Mami blinks at the white haired girl, her arms shift instinctively as if to catch something -someone- and she gets the strangest feeling when nothing happens. Déjà vu strikes her and she shifts her gaze down, right under Sabrina's face splitting smile, right under Sabrina's chin, which rests on a bright red scalp...

Golden eyes meet red.

Glaring, furious, smoldering red eyes of death.

"Hi!" Mami's eyes slide off Kyouko's and lower further to find a green haired girl... whose hair sticks out suspiciously like cat ears? "Yuma is Yuma! Are you Mami?" the little girl introduces herself, tilting her head in a way that makes Mami want to hug her.

Sabrina truly must have infected her.

"Indeed I am. It's a pleasure to meet you, Yuma-chan."

The little green girl smiles radiantly.

"Hey Mami," calls Sabrina, returning the blonde's attention to her, and to the way the arms are wrapped in a vice grip around Kyouko. Mami stares for a moment, breath catching in her chest, hardly daring to believe... She looks away when Kyouko opens her mouth with a snarl. "I brought your kouhai!" interrupts Sabrina with an amount of cheer directly proportional to the hate radiating off of the redhead trapped in her arms.

Kyouko grits her teeth, eyes scrunched closed and trembling, clearly about to snap.

"Did you bake the cake I asked?" asks Sabrina sounding way too innocently.

"Ah, yes," Mami nods on autopilot.

Immediately, the room seems to chill down a few degrees, as if a constant source of heat Mami hadn't quite noticed had suddenly turned off.

"... There's cake?" grunts Kyouko.

Mami blinks at her old kouhai, and not able to manage a verbal answer, simply nods.

"Chocolate cake?"

Another nod.

"Senpai Crispy Chocolate Caramel Cake?"

Mami nods again. Ah, Sabrina's request had been quite specific.

Kyouko shifts, clearly uncomfortable as the forces of cake and evil war inside her. However, with the forces of wrath that had been fending off the invading forces of hugs having been confounded into a full surrender and shameful retreat, the redhead quickly finds herself running out of energy with which to stay mad any longer... nevermind to resist the promises of the very sustenance she would need in order to stay mad...

Cake.

"So are ya gonna invite us in, or what? It's cold out here and Yuma doesn't have a limpet as a second source of heat," Kyouko elbows at Sabrina, but the tall girl doesn't even flinch. Probably having turned off her pain receptors. The bastard. "By the way, can you get your limpet off me already?"

"Sabrina," Mami opens her arms.

A full second passes after which Kyouko's brain catches up with the fact she's now facing the chilly night air without an extra body's worth of protection, and she blinks to let the image of Sabrina suddenly spinning Mami around in an overly sugary show of affection catch up.

That... speed... scary...

"Bah, whatever, c'mon Yuma, there's cake waiting," says the redhead as she kicks off her shoes and strolls in as if she owned the place. Her unofficially adopted little sister hurries to catch up, only doubting for a moment before intruding into another one's home.

The many break ins into hotel rooms paying off.

'Besides,' Kyouko rolls her eyes, 'not like Mami noticed.'

"If you don't mind..." she tries to not stare, but how are they still spinning? "I'll just get the cake and the everything else myself... I remember where everything is... you're not listening. Come on, Yuma." She grabs said girl by the arm and leads her into the kitchen, from which noises of cuttlery erupt in only moments.

"Ow..." Sabrina groans as her spinning hug with Mami comes to a halt. The tall girl grabs her side under the blonde's worried look, "she kept elbowing me," she explains.

"Didn't you turn off your sense of pain?"

"Turning off my nerves would decrease the quality of the hug."

Mami stares.

Sabrina holds her stare with determined stubborness.

"Oh, Sabrina..." Mami laughs, pulling her into another hug, carefully this time.

Leaning around the kitchen door, Kyouko and Yuma watch, both with chocolate brown smudges around their mouths.

Silently, Kyouko covers Yuma's eyes and pulls her back.

She'd give them two... five minutes. If by then they were still lost into each others eyes-slash-arms, she was legally allowed to take the cake and leave with Yuma.

That is... Kyouko stares as her finger automatically and without prompting from the conscious part of her brain scoops another bit of chocolate goodness and plops it into her mouth. Hmmm... that is, if there's still any cake left in five minutes.
 
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That is a solid omake. Not a shitpost at all.
Onmur's really been slipping with the quality of his shitposts.
A sudden pounding at the door.

Mami startles, but immediately her instincts take over. She moves closer to a side of the door, her hands almost gripping a yet to be materialzed musket, her voice deceptibly calm as she calls:

"Yes? Who is it?"

"Open the fucking door, Mami. It's me."

The blonde's heart skips a beat.

It couldn't be.

Could it?

Sabrina had said-

Throwing all caution to the wind, Mami yanks open the door-

"Hi Mami!" smiles Sabrina.

"Hi..." Mami blinks at the white haired girl, her arms shift instinctively as if to catch something -someone- and she gets the strangest feeling when nothing happens. Déjà vu strikes her and she shifts her gaze down, right under Sabrina's face splitting smile, right under Sabrina's chin, which rests on a bright red scalp...

Golden eyes meet red.

Glaring, furious, smoldering red eyes of death.

"Hi!" Mami's eyes slide off Kyouko's and lower further to find a green haired girl... whose hair sticks out suspiciously like cat ears? "Yuma is Yuma! Are you Mami?" the little girl introduces herself, tilting her head in a way that makes Mami want to hug her.

Sabrina truly must have infected her.

"Indeed I am. It's a pleasure to meet you, Yuma-chan."

The little green girl smiles radiantly.

"Hey Mami," calls Sabrina, returning the blonde's attention to her, and to the way the arms are wrapped in a vice grip around Kyouko. Mami stares for a moment, breath catching in her chest, hardly daring to believe... She looks away when Kyouko opens her mouth with a snarl. "I brought your kouhai!" interrupts Sabrina with an amount of cheer inversely proportional to the hate radiating off of the redhead trapped in her arms.

Kyouko grits her teeth, eyes scrunched closed and trembling, clearly about to snap.

"Did you bake the cake I asked?" asks Sabrina sounding way too innocently.

"Ah, yes," Mami nods on autopilot.

Immediately, the room seems to chill down a few degrees, as if a constant source of heat Mami hadn't quite noticed had suddenly turned off.

"... There's cake?" grunts Kyouko.

Mami blinks at her old kouhai, and not able to manage a verbal answer, simply nods.

"Chocolate cake?"

Another nod.

"Senpai Crispy Chocola Caramel Cake?"

Mami nods again. Ah, Sabrina's request had been quite specific.

Kyouko shifts, clearly uncomfortable as the forces of cake and evil war inside her. However, with the forces of wrath that had been fending off the invading forces of hugs having been confounded into a full surrender and shameful retreat, the redhead quickly finds herself running out of energy with which to stay mad any longer... nevermind to resist the promises of the very sustenance she would need in order to stay mad...

Cake.

"So are ya gonna invite us in, or what? It's cold out here and Yuma doesn't have a limpet as a second source of heat," Kyouko elbows at Sabrina, but the tall girl doesn't even flinch. Probably having turned off her pain receptors. The bastard. "By the way, can you get your limpet off me already?"

"Sabrina," Mami opens her arms.

A full second passes after which Kyouko's brain catches up with the fact she's now facing the chilly night air without an extra body's worth of protection, and she blinks to let the image of Sabrina suddenly spinning Mami around in an overly sugary show of affection catch up.

That... speed... scary...

"Bah, whatever, c'mon Yuma, there's cake waiting," says the redhead as she kicks off her shoes and strolls in as if she owned the place. Her unofficially adopted little hurries to catch up, only doubting for a moment before intruding into another one's home.

The many break ins into hotel rooms paying off.

'Besides,' Kyouko rolls her eyes, 'not like Mami noticed.'

"If you don't mind..." she tries to not stare, but how are they still spinning? "I'll just get the cake and the everything else myself... I remember where everything is... you're not listening. Come on, Yuma." She grabs said girl by the arm and leads her into the kitchen, from which noises of cuttlery erupt in only moments.

"Ow..." Sabrina groans as her spinning hug with Mami comes to a halt. The tall girl grabs her side under the blonde's worried look, "she kept elbowing me," she explains.

"Didn't you turn off your sense of pain?"

"Turning off my nerves would decrease the quality of the hug."

Mami stares.

Sabrina holds her stare with determined stubborness.

"Oh, Sabrina..." Mami laughs, pulling her into another hug, carefully, this time.

Leaning around the kitchen door, Kyouko and Yuma watch, both with chocolate brown smudges around their mouths.

Silently, Kyouko covers Yuma's eyes and pulls her back.

She'd give them two... five minutes. If by then they were still lost into each others eyes-slash-arms, she was legally allowed to take the cake and leave with Yuma.

That is... Kyouko stares as her finger automatically and without prompting from the conscious part of her brain scoops another bit of chocolate goodness and plops it into her mouth. Hmmm... that is, if there's still any cake left in five minutes.
You raise a good point about holding food hostage to keep Kyoko present. We should have Sayaka grow many apples before the meeting.
 
Sayaka definitely doesn't see Kyouko as the kind of equal that @Lord Chungus 's vote implies, by my read of the situation. If anything, Sabrina is closer to that role - for all our stupid levels of power and crazy metabomb knowledge, we're barely any more experienced than Sayaka, and Sayaka knows it.

She was there for our contract, and she's seen us screw up or be brain damaged too often to really put us on a pedestal the way she does Mami - to say nothing of how she's thrashed our ass in melee combat every single time she's ever tried.

Kyouko, on the other hand, is an experienced veteran who regularly beats a curated selection of the best powers our connections can get with nothing but a spear, her skill, and inexhaustible spite.

[x] Telepathy Mami, and ask if she'd like it if we tried to set up a future meeting with Kyouko.
-[x] You think Kyouko *wants* to reconcile, and just needs a push.

[x] Meet with Kyouko and Yuma.
-[x] Aquire food, cleanse, chat.
--[x] Ask how yesterday's training went.
-[x] Ask if they've got any long-term future plans - there's ways to get legal status.
-[x] Find an excuse to have a private conversation with Kyouko to discuss some heavy stuff away from Yuma.

[x] Privately with Kyouko:
-[x] Discuss the church situation.
-[x] Make it clear that you don't think she "owes" you for your help.
--[x] If she insists, ask if she'd be willing to consider a meeting with Mami at some point in the future.
---[x] Be upfront about your motivations. You'd love it if Kyouko and Mami could reconcile, but all you're asking for is a meeting.

Addressed nitpick, still 150.
 
This seems more parental than friendly, especially when its position in front of the thing Kyoko is going to want to talk about shows it to not be the start of the full conversation it deserves.

Hm, valid. I thought it was a bit condescending too. Should I drop the "future talk" entirely, or should I expand it and have the Mami discussion come next update?
 
[x] The Phoenixian
@The Phoenixian Haha, now you must write a vote for the metabomb or my poor proxy will be wasted!! (No really though, the explanation via Metabomb seems like one of the more likely ways to get Kyouko to reassess her feelings that Sabrina is working a long con and/or seeing any help as having a price. Might put an interesting spin on what she thinks of us wanting her and Mami reconcile though.... hrmm)

 
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[x] Meet with Kyouko and Yuma.
-[X] Food, cleanse, chat.
--[x] Ask how yesterday's training went.
[X] Speak with Kyouko privately. Use a sphere. Try to be somewhere where there's nobody around in the first place -- the park Kyouko and Sayaka train in, e.g.
-[X] Let her air anything she wants to air.
--[X] Ask about what the exact problem with this being written off as between friends is. Comment that it's very selfless of her, as you'd not expected anything in return.
---[X] If she tries to deny this, poke at it more. A truly selfish person simply wouldn't have done what she has, here.
[X] Cut.

Added one line to account for the possibility of Kyouko just kind of going "Nope." That is all.
 
We need to slyly call Mami our girlfriend in front of her then. :V

You know, I've thought about it, but my conclusion has consistently been that anything involving Mami other than super serious stuff ("Kyubey was using her", e.g.) is best left unmentioned while Kyouko is still in push-away mode. Until she's not being that way, the less she associates us with Mami, the better...
 
Also remember the cool outfit that got posted a number of pages back?


Kyouko would be the perfect audience for it. :V
 
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