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My first attempt at a Planeswalker SI fic...with a twist. So please go easy on me, ok? Thanks
to all you other people who wrote such cool stories about Planeswalkers too.
Some people thought my parts stretched a bit longer than they should've so I trimmed the
fat if it helps.
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An Unorthodox Magical Girl (A M: t G/ Multicross Story)
Part 1: The Day I Died And Broke Limbo
You know, there are two very important things I've learned during this life of mine. The first? Having a conscious can sometimes be more trouble than it's worth. Oh, don't get the wrong idea, I wouldn't trade
it for anything in the world, but sometimes, just sometimes...well, it can suck. Seriously, I can never
turn down a request for help of ANY kind. In fact, I sometimes wonder if I'm physically incapable of
NOT letting my morals guide my actions.
The second? Being unable to mind my own bloody business. To be honest, I cannot tell you the number of times I've gotten involved in something that did not concern me on any personal level. Be that quarrels between friends, bullying,bitterness in a family unit, or someone struggling with work of some kind but too stubborn to accept aid of any kind. It was usually done with good intentions, but some would argue that good intentions don't mean squat when you royally screw everything up.
As true as that maybe, I would like to point out that at least it's better than standing by and being an apathetic asshole, expecting problems to fix themselves. I know, my way isn't exactly popular but it feels right, and that's what matters.
Why do I bring all this up, you may ask? For one simple reason...I'm kinda dead right now.
Yes, you heard that right. Dead. D-E-A-D.
Now, I'm no stranger when it comes to the concept of death and dying, especially since I've bore witness to several of my loved ones passing on to meet their maker, and I'm aware that any of us can drop dead at any time...but with all the crap I endured early on in my life, you would think Lady Luck would throw me a bone and let me stick around into my golden years as compensation.
Of course, I can't even have that, can I? Nope. Instead, I end up lying here in the middle of the street, blood pouring out everywhere, as I wait for the heavenly chorus to lead me to...wherever it is..all because I pulled an Shirou Emiya and be a "Hero of Justice" for someone....
...Ok, ok, let's get the obvious "people die when they are killed" meme out of the way. Go ahead, I can wait. I got plenty of time, considering I'm kinda dead...
You done? Good. Alright, so here's how it went down basically. Was walking down the street one night when I noticed a trio of punk teens roughing up an elderly couple, mainly the man of the duo who was desperately pleading with them to leave his wife alone.
I went up and tapped one of them on the shoulder, politely asking them to leave the poor couple
alone. The guy's response? To sock me in the face hard enough to knock me down and cause me to
spit out a tooth alone with a teaspoon's worth of blood. Knowing there was only one thing to do, I
hit the speed dial on 911 and scooped up a two-by-four and whacked the guy who hit me across the head, sending him to the ground.
Seeing this, the two others came down on me like a pack of wolves, kicking, punching, and choking
me, the whole shebang. One of them even took out a switchblade and next thing I knew, I felt a sharp
pain in my chest. By this point, sirens echoed in the distance, and the two men cursed to themselves
before turning and fleeing the scene, leaving their buddy behind...and me to bleed out.
So, there I lied, the dark coming in on me...everything going black...everything returning to
nothing, including me. Yes, for in the end, we are all nothing more than dust in the wind, and
yadda yadda, I'm done being philosophical right now.
Hmm...strange. Dying's a much less agonizing experience than I thought it would be. Especially
since I seemed to still be aware of myself. Granted, I was still being surrounded by pitch black
nothingness with...wait, something was happening to the void.
It felt like there was...water running past me. Glancing down, I saw what looked like a current
of red and blue rushing past me and leading off to...wherever it was they were going.
Feeling I still had a body, I let my non-existent "legs" move forward along the currents. The
currents stretched on seemingly forever. Moving, splintering off, intertwining...I know, it's not
a very good description but it's kinda one of those things you need to experience for yourself...I
wouldn't recommend it though.
Not far ahead, I saw something shining...walking towards it, I noticed it looked like a prismatic
crystalline substance. Looking further ahead, I saw what looked like some sort of mass blocking
the river's path.
I sighed and decided to call out to the expanse of nothingness,"Hello? Mr Grim Reaper? Or Miss
Grim Reaper? I'm kinda dead right now, so you can come pick me up!...Or send me back if there's
been some sort of misunderstanding?....Hello?"
Nothing at all...just me...a river of polar opposite colors...and a fancy crystal that seemed to flare up
in my presence. I folded my arms and leaned against the crystal as I pondered my options.
Let's see...doesn't seem like I can go back the way I came...and I don't think anybody's coming to
pick me up anytime soon...Glancing at the crystal, a curious thought rose up, Wait...a river of red
and blue..circulating around a crystal...could it be...don't tell me...I got the Spark?! As in..the one
from Magic: The Gathering?
....You have got to be kidding me.
Fat lot of good that does me! Especially considering I'm DEAD and trapped in what is essentially Limbo!
...No, you know what? I'm not standing for this crap! This is NOT how my story is gonna end! I'm done
being the plaything of cosmic forces! They been pushing me around my whole frekkin life, but now I
can push back!
Just for the heck of it, I tilted my head to look at the prismatic force behind me,"So...any ideas?"
To my surprise, I felt the crystal flare up as the flow before me picked up speed a little. I felt a presence
push itself into my skull.
Go forward.
I chuckled to myself,"Well...that's as good an idea as any I suppose.." I walked over to what was blocking
our way and pulled back my fist,"Falcon Punch!!!" I swung it and struck the mass of nothingness...nothing
happened for a second...and then the sound of cracking resonated everywhere as spider web lines spread
out from my punch and over the void.
The cracks worsened...until finally the whole thing shattered, allowing the river to flow onward at full
speed and downward in a steep slope, almost like a water slide. What lied beyond the void...honestly,
I can't really put it into words. The best analogy I can think of is that mind-bender of an ending to Bioshock
Infinite, with Elizabeth and the Infinite Doors. The doors that lead to "everywhere and anywhere".
I leered up at the crystal representing my Spark,"So...shall we?" I saw the crystal pulsate, as if to say
"After you" and so I leapt off the edge and allowed myself to slide down the river of Aether. Normally,
I'm not such a daredevil, but you know what? Screw it, I'm a wandering soul which means I am free
to give the laws of physics a giant middle finger.
Where to go from here? What to do? I had the Spark Of A Planeswalker, which meant the Multiverse
was my oyster, more or less. So many places to go, so many things to see. Well, first thing I needed to
do was find a Plane to attach myself to...and then find myself a new body.
The slide dumped me off into knee depth levels of Aether. The forces of creation would not hold me
anymore. After today, I would be no one's puppet. I felt one of the Planes reaching out for me and I
willingly allowed myself to Walk into it, blacking out shortly afterwards...
Only to be met not even a few seconds later with the intense feelings of Cold. Like, Really, REALLY cold. So
cold that I automatically felt my teeth chatter...wait...teeth? The dark gradually gave way as I felt myself
collapse to the floor.
Breathing heavily, I stared up into eleven other pairs of eyes. The dim lighting made it near impossible
to make out anything distinct but I did notice what looked like witch's hats on their heads and flowing
cloaks concealing their forms...wait...why did this scene feel so...familiar?
Despite the cold, and my own lack of strength, I got a grip on one of the boxes and hauled myself up
into a sitting position. My eyes finally adjusted to the dark...but now I wish they hadn't...because now
I knew where I was. These figures around me? Somehow, I recognized them as...my sisters?
And the place I was in? The Freezer....as in, the one from Puella Magi Kazumi Magica...staring
down at my gloved hands in shock, it dawned on me...
Suddenly, I heard a latch being undone and the door swinging open as a girl with brown hair
and holding her teddy bear strode inside with a warm smile,"Hello girls. How are we doing today?"
My skin went below sub-zero at this point. As the full weight of my new situation set in...
I was trapped in the body of one of the 13 Kazumi's, stuck within the Freezer, staring down
Satomi of the Pleidas Saints...
....Yeah, needless to say, this has not been one of my better days.
________________________________
So yeah, that's my rough draft of my Planeswalker SI fic. It's stupid, makes no sense, and
a bunch of other things. So, our hero/heroine's first stop is into the Madoka Magica Verse
where happy fun times are sure to be had and the Power Of Friendship triumphs over all! *does
my best not to break down laughing*
Thanks to you guys for your support on getting started. If this gets well-recieved I'll consider
turning it into an actual fic.
to all you other people who wrote such cool stories about Planeswalkers too.
Some people thought my parts stretched a bit longer than they should've so I trimmed the
fat if it helps.
__________________________________________
An Unorthodox Magical Girl (A M: t G/ Multicross Story)
Part 1: The Day I Died And Broke Limbo
You know, there are two very important things I've learned during this life of mine. The first? Having a conscious can sometimes be more trouble than it's worth. Oh, don't get the wrong idea, I wouldn't trade
it for anything in the world, but sometimes, just sometimes...well, it can suck. Seriously, I can never
turn down a request for help of ANY kind. In fact, I sometimes wonder if I'm physically incapable of
NOT letting my morals guide my actions.
The second? Being unable to mind my own bloody business. To be honest, I cannot tell you the number of times I've gotten involved in something that did not concern me on any personal level. Be that quarrels between friends, bullying,bitterness in a family unit, or someone struggling with work of some kind but too stubborn to accept aid of any kind. It was usually done with good intentions, but some would argue that good intentions don't mean squat when you royally screw everything up.
As true as that maybe, I would like to point out that at least it's better than standing by and being an apathetic asshole, expecting problems to fix themselves. I know, my way isn't exactly popular but it feels right, and that's what matters.
Why do I bring all this up, you may ask? For one simple reason...I'm kinda dead right now.
Yes, you heard that right. Dead. D-E-A-D.
Now, I'm no stranger when it comes to the concept of death and dying, especially since I've bore witness to several of my loved ones passing on to meet their maker, and I'm aware that any of us can drop dead at any time...but with all the crap I endured early on in my life, you would think Lady Luck would throw me a bone and let me stick around into my golden years as compensation.
Of course, I can't even have that, can I? Nope. Instead, I end up lying here in the middle of the street, blood pouring out everywhere, as I wait for the heavenly chorus to lead me to...wherever it is..all because I pulled an Shirou Emiya and be a "Hero of Justice" for someone....
...Ok, ok, let's get the obvious "people die when they are killed" meme out of the way. Go ahead, I can wait. I got plenty of time, considering I'm kinda dead...
You done? Good. Alright, so here's how it went down basically. Was walking down the street one night when I noticed a trio of punk teens roughing up an elderly couple, mainly the man of the duo who was desperately pleading with them to leave his wife alone.
I went up and tapped one of them on the shoulder, politely asking them to leave the poor couple
alone. The guy's response? To sock me in the face hard enough to knock me down and cause me to
spit out a tooth alone with a teaspoon's worth of blood. Knowing there was only one thing to do, I
hit the speed dial on 911 and scooped up a two-by-four and whacked the guy who hit me across the head, sending him to the ground.
Seeing this, the two others came down on me like a pack of wolves, kicking, punching, and choking
me, the whole shebang. One of them even took out a switchblade and next thing I knew, I felt a sharp
pain in my chest. By this point, sirens echoed in the distance, and the two men cursed to themselves
before turning and fleeing the scene, leaving their buddy behind...and me to bleed out.
So, there I lied, the dark coming in on me...everything going black...everything returning to
nothing, including me. Yes, for in the end, we are all nothing more than dust in the wind, and
yadda yadda, I'm done being philosophical right now.
Hmm...strange. Dying's a much less agonizing experience than I thought it would be. Especially
since I seemed to still be aware of myself. Granted, I was still being surrounded by pitch black
nothingness with...wait, something was happening to the void.
It felt like there was...water running past me. Glancing down, I saw what looked like a current
of red and blue rushing past me and leading off to...wherever it was they were going.
Feeling I still had a body, I let my non-existent "legs" move forward along the currents. The
currents stretched on seemingly forever. Moving, splintering off, intertwining...I know, it's not
a very good description but it's kinda one of those things you need to experience for yourself...I
wouldn't recommend it though.
Not far ahead, I saw something shining...walking towards it, I noticed it looked like a prismatic
crystalline substance. Looking further ahead, I saw what looked like some sort of mass blocking
the river's path.
I sighed and decided to call out to the expanse of nothingness,"Hello? Mr Grim Reaper? Or Miss
Grim Reaper? I'm kinda dead right now, so you can come pick me up!...Or send me back if there's
been some sort of misunderstanding?....Hello?"
Nothing at all...just me...a river of polar opposite colors...and a fancy crystal that seemed to flare up
in my presence. I folded my arms and leaned against the crystal as I pondered my options.
Let's see...doesn't seem like I can go back the way I came...and I don't think anybody's coming to
pick me up anytime soon...Glancing at the crystal, a curious thought rose up, Wait...a river of red
and blue..circulating around a crystal...could it be...don't tell me...I got the Spark?! As in..the one
from Magic: The Gathering?
....You have got to be kidding me.
Fat lot of good that does me! Especially considering I'm DEAD and trapped in what is essentially Limbo!
...No, you know what? I'm not standing for this crap! This is NOT how my story is gonna end! I'm done
being the plaything of cosmic forces! They been pushing me around my whole frekkin life, but now I
can push back!
Just for the heck of it, I tilted my head to look at the prismatic force behind me,"So...any ideas?"
To my surprise, I felt the crystal flare up as the flow before me picked up speed a little. I felt a presence
push itself into my skull.
Go forward.
I chuckled to myself,"Well...that's as good an idea as any I suppose.." I walked over to what was blocking
our way and pulled back my fist,"Falcon Punch!!!" I swung it and struck the mass of nothingness...nothing
happened for a second...and then the sound of cracking resonated everywhere as spider web lines spread
out from my punch and over the void.
The cracks worsened...until finally the whole thing shattered, allowing the river to flow onward at full
speed and downward in a steep slope, almost like a water slide. What lied beyond the void...honestly,
I can't really put it into words. The best analogy I can think of is that mind-bender of an ending to Bioshock
Infinite, with Elizabeth and the Infinite Doors. The doors that lead to "everywhere and anywhere".
I leered up at the crystal representing my Spark,"So...shall we?" I saw the crystal pulsate, as if to say
"After you" and so I leapt off the edge and allowed myself to slide down the river of Aether. Normally,
I'm not such a daredevil, but you know what? Screw it, I'm a wandering soul which means I am free
to give the laws of physics a giant middle finger.
Where to go from here? What to do? I had the Spark Of A Planeswalker, which meant the Multiverse
was my oyster, more or less. So many places to go, so many things to see. Well, first thing I needed to
do was find a Plane to attach myself to...and then find myself a new body.
The slide dumped me off into knee depth levels of Aether. The forces of creation would not hold me
anymore. After today, I would be no one's puppet. I felt one of the Planes reaching out for me and I
willingly allowed myself to Walk into it, blacking out shortly afterwards...
Only to be met not even a few seconds later with the intense feelings of Cold. Like, Really, REALLY cold. So
cold that I automatically felt my teeth chatter...wait...teeth? The dark gradually gave way as I felt myself
collapse to the floor.
Breathing heavily, I stared up into eleven other pairs of eyes. The dim lighting made it near impossible
to make out anything distinct but I did notice what looked like witch's hats on their heads and flowing
cloaks concealing their forms...wait...why did this scene feel so...familiar?
Despite the cold, and my own lack of strength, I got a grip on one of the boxes and hauled myself up
into a sitting position. My eyes finally adjusted to the dark...but now I wish they hadn't...because now
I knew where I was. These figures around me? Somehow, I recognized them as...my sisters?
And the place I was in? The Freezer....as in, the one from Puella Magi Kazumi Magica...staring
down at my gloved hands in shock, it dawned on me...
Suddenly, I heard a latch being undone and the door swinging open as a girl with brown hair
and holding her teddy bear strode inside with a warm smile,"Hello girls. How are we doing today?"
My skin went below sub-zero at this point. As the full weight of my new situation set in...
I was trapped in the body of one of the 13 Kazumi's, stuck within the Freezer, staring down
Satomi of the Pleidas Saints...
....Yeah, needless to say, this has not been one of my better days.
________________________________
So yeah, that's my rough draft of my Planeswalker SI fic. It's stupid, makes no sense, and
a bunch of other things. So, our hero/heroine's first stop is into the Madoka Magica Verse
where happy fun times are sure to be had and the Power Of Friendship triumphs over all! *does
my best not to break down laughing*
Thanks to you guys for your support on getting started. If this gets well-recieved I'll consider
turning it into an actual fic.
spellcheck's fucking with you.
conscious (adjective: awake) was probably meant to be conscience (noun: set of morals)
I've bore witness --- Either 'I bore witness' or 'I've borne witness'
I pulled an Shirou Emiya and be a "Hero of Justice" for someone.... --I think your spellcheck ate 'tried to' from this
a tooth alone with a teaspoon's --along
general note: The past tenses of lie (as in lie down, not as is in falsehood), are generally lay. He lay, There I lay, There I was lying, etc... there's a few places where either works. Of course, it's complicated because lay (as in set down, I laid him down) is very much related, and has much of the same context (laying yourself down leaves you lying down)
conscious (adjective: awake) was probably meant to be conscience (noun: set of morals)
I've bore witness --- Either 'I bore witness' or 'I've borne witness'
I pulled an Shirou Emiya and be a "Hero of Justice" for someone.... --I think your spellcheck ate 'tried to' from this
a tooth alone with a teaspoon's --along
general note: The past tenses of lie (as in lie down, not as is in falsehood), are generally lay. He lay, There I lay, There I was lying, etc... there's a few places where either works. Of course, it's complicated because lay (as in set down, I laid him down) is very much related, and has much of the same context (laying yourself down leaves you lying down)
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