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Battle Action Harem Highschool Side Character Quest (No SV, you are the Waifu)

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Okay. Let's quit complaining, maybe? Probably all it does is give the author bad thoughts that come up whenever he thinks about the quest, which is a great way to teach him to stop thinking about it.
 
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We've managed almost a hundred pages since december 1. With two updates, and one (major) omake.

That's a thing.

Dark as Silver said:
Speaking of your first quest. Update now!
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Alphaleph said:
yup, okay. Would've been Great if the updates were faster.
:p
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Icipall said:
I predict that the next update comes out before Half-Life 3.:V
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Nyaaaaa~aaah! You can't predict senpai! I'm the predictable one, I post vocally whenever I do anything! Senpai is all cool, stalking the depths of SV and emerging at intervals to gift us with Anna~!

Vebyast said:
Okay. Let's quit complaining, maybe? Probably all it does is give the author bad thoughts that come up whenever he thinks about the quest, which is a great way to teach him to stop thinking about it.
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There's better ways to persuade people! Like fish! And those little grey squeaky toy things... What're they called... Omake!

Avalanche said:
Meh, this is my first quest too and it went okay. Just give it a go and if you can't hack it, drop it.
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Senpai can hack it, though! We believe in him, nyah~! And okay? Mah tail is okay, this is the --

uhm...

the...

Nyaaaaaah~! Is catnip! CAnnanip!

Edit: also, testing avatar. Not sure how i like the color scheme... I usually go for darker colors.
 
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Kaizuki - At the End
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    • This is probably pretty bad. I wrote this in an hour and a half on an impulse while off my ADHD meds. But hey! It exists, so I'd be silly if I didn't post it.

    Omake: (SHORT) At The End



    As she had the last five, fifty, five hundred times, she rose back into the sky.

    In the end, as we fade into the night

    The rest had long since ceased to pull themselves from the ground.

    Who will tell the story of your life?

    She was the last. Just her, and her enemy.

    In the end, as my soul's laid to rest

    Was she even alive?

    What is left of my body?

    What defines continued life? Feeling? Pulse? An intact brain?

    Or am I just a shell?

    She had discarded all of those things.

    I have fought

    She had had to. There had been no choice. Optimize or die. The others...

    And with flesh and blood, I commanded an army

    Before. There had been others, before. There still were... But they could not fight this battle. They could not fight by her side. All those who could...

    Through it all

    Africa. South America. Australia. India. China. The last and greatest bastions in the remnants of Japan, held together by the reticence of the enemy to construct a flotilla to rival the might of the UNCOMPACFLT.

    I have given my heart for a moment of glory

    All of it burnt to the ground, the defenders massacred. And every time: every time when she had been away.

    In the end, as you fade into the night (Whoa!)

    Every time, she had reaped a vengeance incomparable. Every time, she had felt herself die just a little bit more.

    Who will tell the story of your life? (Whoa!)

    They called her a hero. They said she had to keep going, keep pushing. Tamaransett, Ankara, Tripoli and Kumasi: Tunis and Bamako.

    And who will remember your last goodbye? (Whoa!)

    She didn't even know if any of them were alive, anymore. She had never read the exact personnel lists.

    'Cause it's the end and I'm not afraid

    But one thing -- not a person, not a friend -- one thing remained to drive her as she rose up again.

    I'm not afraid to die

    "End this."

    I'm not afraid!

    She rose into the sky, and her impeller -shrieked- her defiance.

    I'm not afraid to die!

    Above her, her enemy hovered, its body spiderwebbed with damage, its weapons perfectly functional. Class-S Type Zero Dagoth. Today was the day, they both knew. Today, one -- or both -- would fall.

    Born a saint

    Years ago she had had a family.

    Though, with every sin I still wanna be holy

    That was all she knew, now, and day by day she grew less certain of it. It didn't matter. She didn't need the memories to carry on the crusade she had started in their name.

    I will live, again

    That was... something she had come to accept. If she couldn't carry on as herself, she would see herself reborn in a form she -could- continue with.

    Who we are isn't how we live

    All she needed was the knowledge of her purpose, and the ability to carry it out.

    We are more than our bodies

    Three years ago, she had been faced with the choice of death or rebirth.

    If I fall, I will rise back up and relive my glory

    When Armstrong Base had fallen, Anna Sanchez had been cast down. When Armstrong base had fallen, Anna Sanchez had risen up.

    In the end, as we fade into the night (Whoa!)

    Ark Ships Methuselah and Moses had long since departed. Anna Sanchez had stayed behind with the others, the guard posted for the Ginnungagap Cannon. Humanity's hope for preventing the enemy from following them to the stars.

    Who will tell the story of your life? (Whoa!)

    The cannon was gone. The moon was gone. Terra stood alone, scarred and pitted by the death of the partner who should have danced forever with her unto eternity.

    And who will remember your last goodbye? (Whoa!)

    And Anna Sanchez was dead.

    'Cause it's the end and I'm not afraid

    And Anna Sanchez was alive.

    I'm not afraid to die

    And none of it mattered a whit so long as a single Antagonist remained on Humanity's Planet.

    In the end, as you fade into the night (Whoa!)

    She and the rest had survived. They had gone on, believing in her.

    Who will tell the story of your life? (Whoa!)

    And she had pulled them to success beyond their wildest expectations. With nothing to defend, nothing to tie her down, she was free to persecute the Infinite War.

    And who will remember your last goodbye? (Whoa!)

    And she had pulled them to their deaths without remorse. She had pulled them to their ends without hesitation.

    'Cause it's the end, and I'm not afraid

    They had gone willingly. She, though, could not allow herself to die.

    I'm not afraid to die

    Not until this day.

    Who will remember this last goodbye? (Whoa!)

    One last breach.

    'Cause it's the end, and I'm not afraid

    One last Type Zero.

    I'm not afraid to die

    One last great hero.

    I'm not afraid!

    She pulled herself from the ground, and rose up into the sky.

    I'm not afraid to die!

    Above her, her enemy hovered.

    Not afraid!

    Today was the day, they both knew. Today, one -- or both -- would fall.

    I'm not afraid to die!

    Durga roared. Inside there was no person, no friend. Only a purpose and the ability to carry it out. Once, she had had a family. Then Anna Sanchez had died.
     
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    • LostDeviljho said:
    Wait. Wait a goddamn second. @Kaizuki When did you get an avatar?!
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    Just last night! I'm testing it as a device for better catgirling, nyah~! But I'm not sure I like the color scheme, nyah... See @Avalanche-senpai's profile if you're confused by what I'm up to!

    That said, googling "catgirl" apparently presents a lot of lewds and only a few cutes... I had to do a lot of sifting, nyah! So... I dunno. I picked this out of a few hundred...? I considered using Blake, but that would be A) RWBY-heresy, B) not enough cute...

    And I may have been off my meds the whole time... And still am... I need to be able to take naps, nyah~! Gotta get better soon so I can do mah wurk, nyah~!
     
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    Icipall said:
    You're inspiration to us all.
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    I've been off my ADHD meds for two days straight so that I'm physically capable of taking naps, in the interest of allowing myself to (hopefully) recover from whatever illness I have.

    It feels like my mind is coming apart at the seams. Seriously, my brain is all fuzzy and stuff and the edges are screwy.

    So, I'm a crazy person with a catgirl as my avatar and I write stuff that people read, nyah~! If that isn't the epitome of SV, then I don't know what is, nyahn!

    I really need some blue -- or hell, just something that isn't a light color -- in this avatar though... Maybe I'll shop the background...

    Or at least take the white and make it beige...? One of the things i like about SV is how nice and dark the color scheme is (at least whatever one im running...?) and frankly just looking at stuff this avatar is one of the brightest I've ever seen on the site. It's, like, neon white with bright catgirl highlights.

    ... Nyaaaaaaaaaaaah need nap head hurts.
     
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    Kaizuki said:
    I really need some blue -- or hell, just something that isn't a light color -- in this avatar though... Maybe I'll shop the background...

    Or at least take the white and make it beige...? One of the things i like about SV is how nice and dark the color scheme is (at least whatever one im running...?) and frankly just looking at stuff this avatar is one of the brightest I've ever seen on the site. It's, like, neon white with bright catgirl highlights.
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    Try these?
     
    LostDeviljho said:
    Try these?
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    I might be able to get behind the first one... Hm. But... I'm already starting to get attached to this >.> i have problems with getting attached to meaningless things too quickly + deeply.

    Um. Um. On a separate note, seriously considering writing something more over the next few weeks. Buuuuuut I have no idea what, because I need a longer timetable for --

    AHEM.

    Um. Point is, all I've got right now is a crazy idea for Yukari's background scene (involving a lot of dakka and even more tears), and the blueprint for Oriens Subjugatio (the titanic piece that was originally planned when I wrote Acie, for which Acie was basically the intro). I don't even want to write Oriens, because while it does have some really, really epic scenes in it, Acie is kind-of its own thing now. Also oriens would take too much time.

    Also I keep asking myself why all my goddamn ideas are in America when most of the stuff should be in EurAsiFrica. Only conclusion I have is that we haven't seen a damn thing anywhere besides Perth and Murica, and frankly writing fight scenes in Aussieland is...

    When was the last time anybody here saw a fight scene set in Australia? Honest question... Senpai probably has...

    Um. Okay, so, point is, thinking about writing something, out of ideas about what to write. Halp? Like... Ever had an idea about how you want to see XYZ in BAHHSCQ and it would be so cool? Cause I could sure use some ideas like that.

    I make no promises. But i make no uh... I, uh... I also make no promises that there won't...

    ... I am so going back on my meds tomorrow i sound like i have brain damage.

    Edit: yeah i really like the first one... Hrm.
     
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    Kaizuki said:
    This is probably pretty bad. I wrote this in an hour and a half on an impulse while off my ADHD meds. But hey! It exists, so I'd be silly if I didn't post it.
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    Honestly, my eyes glazed over as soon as I saw written lyrics intermingled with prose. No matter how many times I see that, or how good the author, that always fails miserably for me in the face of the fact that written text simply isn't a medium suited to music. Plus, since 99% of the time the lyrics don't matter, I end up with a headache from constantly skipping lines.
     
    mastigos said:
    Honestly, my eyes glazed over as soon as I saw written lyrics intermingled with prose. No matter how many times I see that, or how good the author, that always fails miserably for me in the face of the fact that written text simply isn't a medium suited to music. Plus, since 99% of the time the lyrics don't matter, I end up with a headache from constantly skipping lines.
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    I quite liked that bit, actually. I had to go over it again after the saong finished because I'm a slow reader and couldn't keep up with the music, but it was a neat touch.
     
    I'm with LostDevilJho on this one. The song lyrics didn't bother me, since they really fit the scene. And the song was good.
     
    Gonna side with Mastigos here. Unless I know the song by heart, the lyrics just distrupt the flow of the story unless its treated as text instead of lyrics.
     
    And thus, the thread was torn, sides were chosen and lines were dug. Those once unified in Anna, now antagonistic to each other. The Great Avalanche-senpai could only watch in distress and mutter:
    "How did it come to this?"
     
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