- Location
- Russia
I wonder. Did Regalia just make a recording of Godzilla's roar and play it via a really powerful speaker hidden in her hull, get her tail to do the sound... Or did she learn how to do it herself?
Harry And The Shipgirls: Prisoner of Shipping (A HP/KanColle Snippet Collection)
- Thread starter Harry Leferts
- Start date
- Crossover
Harry Leferts
Suave Shadow Cabal Kaiju
This was good to read and if Kago could, she would feel so befuddled.
You know? This is a pretty damn good point.
I foresee Claire becoming a favorite of her Great Aunt...
The kids are going to be good for her, I think and help her heal.
You know, this is a good look into Fluffy's head.
Really fun fact, pigs make their wallows where water seeps up. In fact, the springs at Bath were discovered by the fact that pigs loved wallowing there.
It seems so!
Yes.
Snippet 77: Harry Leferts
Harry Leferts
Suave Shadow Cabal Kaiju
Inside of her enclosed bike, Fubuki pedelled as she drove along the roads of Sapporo away from her meeting with the Yakuza. Once she was far enough away, she pulled into an empty parking lot and came to a stop. Not getting out of her vehicle, the Destroyer let all the tension escape her as she leaned forward against the handlebars and shuddered. All the while, she was taking deep breaths as she attempted to calm herself from what had just happened.
Never had she been so scared or nervous, even if she did not show it.
Somehow, even all her battles against the Abyssals had not affected her like what had just happened. As a shipgirl, she had been in dozens, hundreds of battles where she could have died. Where her comrades and friends might have died, as well as innocents. And yet, for some reason, none of that felt as important as the "Battle" she had just left. Like the cost for defeat would have been so much more than any of the other fights she had been in. It was... confusing. And it also meant that she had a lot of stress built up.
Only now, that she was out of sight of everyone was she able to release the pressure. Fubuki did not cry, because she felt no need to. However, her shoulders still shook as she sat there in the empty parking lot. With a shaking hand, she brought up her finger and turned on the radio, from which smooth Jazz came from. Slowly, very slowly, the shakes in her limbs lessened. With every deep breath, more and more of the stress, the nervousness, the worries, and the fear seeped away.
Here, where no one was around to see her, Fubuki finally was able to let go.
Minutes ticked by as she sat there until she felt a touch on her cheek and turned to find a Fairy there with a concerned look on his face, "Desu? Desu desu desu?"
Running a hand through her hair which had been immaculate when she had left the resturant, Fubuki nodded, "Hai, Yamashita-Kun. Just... I'm sorry for how I am reacting." What she did not expect was for her last Captain to frown at her before lightly smacking her ear, "Ow!"
As she rubbed it, Yamashita crossed his arms and gave her a look before shaking a finger at her, "Desu, desu desu desu! Desu! Desu desu desu desu desu desu!"
Just blinking, Fubuki stared at him for a moment, "I... don't have anything to apologize for?"
The fairy shook his head and scoffed, "Desu."
Chewing her lip, Fubuki looked away, "But..."
However, feeling a hand gently pat her cheek, she turned to find that Yamashita's expression had softened. More than that, her other Captains and some of her crew where also out and visible. All of them gave her soft smiles and the like as they shook their heads, Yamashita speaking for them all, "Desu. Desu desu desu desu."
While her last Captain spoke, Fubuki just blinked away some tears. But it was the smile on her face as she sniffled a bit, "Really? You... you're all proud of me? Because of what I did and how I handled myself?" That got her nods from her fairies and she blushed, "Thank you."
Simply nodding, Yamashita smiled before his expression turned pensive, "Desu? Desu desu desu desu?"
At the question that she had just been asked, the Destroyer became confused, "How am I feeling about... what is going to happen to Rokurou?" When he nodded, Fubuki turned and frowned in thought, "I'm... not exactly concerned with that, besides a bit of satisfaction."
Eyebrow raised, her Captain frowned, "Desu?"
Blinking, Fubuki looked at him, "Why?" Getting a nod, she hummed, "Well, for one thing, he cannot hurt the kids any more. Not with what is going to happen. And..." Her hands clenched a bit and shook from the spike of anger that made her boilers flare, "He was using them, the children, to do deeds that he would not do himself. And threatening them with death... but even that aside, I wouldn't have pointed the Yakuza except for one thing." Turning, the Destroyer narrowed her eyes some, "What he said to me, about how the kids were still going to be killed even though they had done nothing! Innocents killed simply to sooth some person's ego and inflated sense of self-importance! And to reclaim honour that he obviously never had. That..."
When she trailed off, Yamashita looked at her, "Desu?"
Fubuki let out a sigh and shook her head, "That changed things for me. At that point, he was a threat and one that would not stop until he got his 'Honour' back. So... I handed over the matter to those who would be best to deal with it, that was all. Nothing more, nothing less." Looking out her windshield at the snowy landscape that was Sapporo in late January heading into February, she shook her head, "I know what is going to happen to him, but... I don't really feel bad about it. He made his own grave, dug it deep. This just means that Fu-Chan and the others will be safe, and in the end that is what matters."
Unseen by her, Yamashita's lips curled upwards a bit, "Desu? Desu desu desu desu desu..."
Cheeks flushing, Fubuki glared at him, "I-I am not acting like a Okaa-San!"
Voice now taking on a teasing tone, her last Captain jumped into her hull once more, "Desu desu desu desu desu desu~ Desu desu desu!"
With that, he was gone and left behind a flustered and annoyed Fubuki. Not helped by the fact that the other fairies also disappeared with their own comments, which only worsened things for Fubuki. Once they were gone, the Destroyer slumped in her seat and huffed, "I am not acting like a Okaa-San. Baka crew and Captains..." Feeling better despite that, she sat back and placed her feet back onto the pedals before leaving the parking lot. Driving along, she noticed a bakery and blinked some in thought as there was also a burger place nearby. For a moment, Fubuki hummed some before pulling in to park, "They are likely hungry, I would think. Especially as they have not been eating all that well, so best I pick something up for them."
For some odd reason, she felt like her Captains and crew were amused and snickering.
Sometime later, she pulled up to the gate for the "Sapporo Shipgirl Base". Not that it was too much, really. There was a small administration building, along with a building that reminded Fubuki of some of the motels she had seen on trips to the United States where shipgirls could rest and sleep. Besides that, there was a bathouse/repair dock and a warehouse with that being all. That last bit was important because unlike places like Yokosuka, the shipgirls who mostly stopped by were not warships. Rather, they were returned cargo vessels and the like coming up and down the coastline. They would arrive at the "Base" and get offloaded before resting for a time and then getting new cargo loaded onto them. Hence, it was mostly civilian contractors who worked there, and they lived in Sapporo.
Despite being a port city, Sapporo didn't need a huge base like most such places elsewhere in Japan. The nearest major shipgirl base was in Ōminato to the south, thus usually, the base was mostly used for the returned cargo shipgirls or for those escorts waiting for a small coastal convoy to form up.
Just shaking her head, Fubuki waited for the gate to be opened before heading inside the base. Pulling into the parking lot near the dorms, she parked and got out. Rather than leave it there though, the Destroyer reached out her hand and picked up her velomobile and did something that often made people's eyes itch. Feeling her vehicle being strapped to her deck by her crew, she walked into the dorms with a smile on her face, "Hey, everyone."
Almost immediately, a number of eyes snapped to her and widened. Within moments, she found herself being swarmed by a number of small bodies all shouting the same thing as they glomped her, "FUBUKI-SAN!"
Lightly laughing, she just shook her head and patted the backs of the various children there, "Hey! It's okay!" Eyes softening as she gently patted their heads, she chuckled, "I'm fine." Her eyes wide, Fu-Chan looked at her before grabbing one of the Destroyers hands. It took a few seconds before she realized why and shook her head, "I'm fine, Fu-Chan."
As her head was patted, the Kitsune sniffled and looked up, "Really?"
Simply pulling her into a hug, Fubuki nodded, "Hai, I am sure, Fu-Chan." Taking a deep breath, she let it out, "Everything is good and I sorted it all out in the end. All of you are perfectly safe from the Yakuza now."
The Destroyer caught Yuudachi's eye, the two having a silent conversation for several moments before the Shiratsuyu just nodding with a thin smile. Feeling two arms around her, Fubuki looked down to find that Fu-Chan was hugging her tightly, "I'm glad that you're alright, Fubuki-San. E-even though it was our fault you had to do that..."
Only shaking her head, the shipgirl sighed, "It is not your fault..." Looking up, her gaze met that of the other children, "Any of your faults. The one at fault was the man who made you do all that." With a smile, she gestured them away, "Now then, it's time for lunch and I brought some."
Various children boggled at her with the Neko often hanging around Fu-Chan looking at her with wide eyes, "R-really? But we ate just a few hours ago..."
Narrowing her eyes slightly, Fubuki felt a flash of anger once more which would have immolated a certain wizard if it could have. But the moment was there and gone just as quick. Instead, she chuckled, "Well, good thing that I am here than. All of you need to eat as much as possible after all! You're all growing children after all. So you need plenty to eat if you're going to become big and strong."
Eyes still wide with surprise, the children just nodded and clustered around her. Unable to help herself, Mutsuki giggled a bit as Fubuki began to hand out burgers and the like she brought from her holds. Getting an odd look from the other Destroyer though, Mutsuki shook her head, "It's nothing, Fubuki-Chan."
After a few moments, Fubuki shrugged it off even as Kisaragi giggled next to her sister. Once the food was given out, Kana also poured glasses of milk for all the children which they thanked her for. While that was happening, Fubuki sat down on the couch only to blink as she felt someone sit in her lap. Blinking, she could only shake her head as she realized that it was Fu-Chan claiming pride of place in said lap. On one side, Natsuki, the Neko that Fu-Chan was always with cuddled up to her with a plate in the Yokai's lap. Two more, the Oni twins Akari and Atsuko took up the rest of the couch on either side of Fubuki.
With a small chuckle that got her looks, she glanced around. Part of her was amused that Yuudachi had a young Inugami in her lap eating while Mutsuki and Kisaragi had Nekos in theirs, with said Yokai being only four and the youngest. Kana, meanwhile, had the only two boys in the group, one of whom was a bear Yokai and the other being a Sarugami from what Fubuki could tell. From what they had been told, the two boys had often tried to protect their "Sisters" best that they could.
Something that Fubuki could well tell with the scars they both had.
The other children were scattered here and there eating in the room. Leaning back, Fubuki just smiled and closed her eyes even as she placed her arms around Fu-Chan's midsection. Something that made the Kitsune blush some, though also smile as her tail wagged. Much to the children's surprise though, Fubuki was not done as she pulled out cupcakes once they were all done eating. Jaw dropping, Fu-Chan looked at her, "Is... is that for us too?"
Nodding, Fubuki smiled, "Hai, it is." Winking, she smiled, "After all, you've all been good so you deserve a treat."
Yet again, she was treated to the kids trying to hug her at once while thanking her.
Never had she been so scared or nervous, even if she did not show it.
Somehow, even all her battles against the Abyssals had not affected her like what had just happened. As a shipgirl, she had been in dozens, hundreds of battles where she could have died. Where her comrades and friends might have died, as well as innocents. And yet, for some reason, none of that felt as important as the "Battle" she had just left. Like the cost for defeat would have been so much more than any of the other fights she had been in. It was... confusing. And it also meant that she had a lot of stress built up.
Only now, that she was out of sight of everyone was she able to release the pressure. Fubuki did not cry, because she felt no need to. However, her shoulders still shook as she sat there in the empty parking lot. With a shaking hand, she brought up her finger and turned on the radio, from which smooth Jazz came from. Slowly, very slowly, the shakes in her limbs lessened. With every deep breath, more and more of the stress, the nervousness, the worries, and the fear seeped away.
Here, where no one was around to see her, Fubuki finally was able to let go.
Minutes ticked by as she sat there until she felt a touch on her cheek and turned to find a Fairy there with a concerned look on his face, "Desu? Desu desu desu?"
Running a hand through her hair which had been immaculate when she had left the resturant, Fubuki nodded, "Hai, Yamashita-Kun. Just... I'm sorry for how I am reacting." What she did not expect was for her last Captain to frown at her before lightly smacking her ear, "Ow!"
As she rubbed it, Yamashita crossed his arms and gave her a look before shaking a finger at her, "Desu, desu desu desu! Desu! Desu desu desu desu desu desu!"
Just blinking, Fubuki stared at him for a moment, "I... don't have anything to apologize for?"
The fairy shook his head and scoffed, "Desu."
Chewing her lip, Fubuki looked away, "But..."
However, feeling a hand gently pat her cheek, she turned to find that Yamashita's expression had softened. More than that, her other Captains and some of her crew where also out and visible. All of them gave her soft smiles and the like as they shook their heads, Yamashita speaking for them all, "Desu. Desu desu desu desu."
While her last Captain spoke, Fubuki just blinked away some tears. But it was the smile on her face as she sniffled a bit, "Really? You... you're all proud of me? Because of what I did and how I handled myself?" That got her nods from her fairies and she blushed, "Thank you."
Simply nodding, Yamashita smiled before his expression turned pensive, "Desu? Desu desu desu desu?"
At the question that she had just been asked, the Destroyer became confused, "How am I feeling about... what is going to happen to Rokurou?" When he nodded, Fubuki turned and frowned in thought, "I'm... not exactly concerned with that, besides a bit of satisfaction."
Eyebrow raised, her Captain frowned, "Desu?"
Blinking, Fubuki looked at him, "Why?" Getting a nod, she hummed, "Well, for one thing, he cannot hurt the kids any more. Not with what is going to happen. And..." Her hands clenched a bit and shook from the spike of anger that made her boilers flare, "He was using them, the children, to do deeds that he would not do himself. And threatening them with death... but even that aside, I wouldn't have pointed the Yakuza except for one thing." Turning, the Destroyer narrowed her eyes some, "What he said to me, about how the kids were still going to be killed even though they had done nothing! Innocents killed simply to sooth some person's ego and inflated sense of self-importance! And to reclaim honour that he obviously never had. That..."
When she trailed off, Yamashita looked at her, "Desu?"
Fubuki let out a sigh and shook her head, "That changed things for me. At that point, he was a threat and one that would not stop until he got his 'Honour' back. So... I handed over the matter to those who would be best to deal with it, that was all. Nothing more, nothing less." Looking out her windshield at the snowy landscape that was Sapporo in late January heading into February, she shook her head, "I know what is going to happen to him, but... I don't really feel bad about it. He made his own grave, dug it deep. This just means that Fu-Chan and the others will be safe, and in the end that is what matters."
Unseen by her, Yamashita's lips curled upwards a bit, "Desu? Desu desu desu desu desu..."
Cheeks flushing, Fubuki glared at him, "I-I am not acting like a Okaa-San!"
Voice now taking on a teasing tone, her last Captain jumped into her hull once more, "Desu desu desu desu desu desu~ Desu desu desu!"
With that, he was gone and left behind a flustered and annoyed Fubuki. Not helped by the fact that the other fairies also disappeared with their own comments, which only worsened things for Fubuki. Once they were gone, the Destroyer slumped in her seat and huffed, "I am not acting like a Okaa-San. Baka crew and Captains..." Feeling better despite that, she sat back and placed her feet back onto the pedals before leaving the parking lot. Driving along, she noticed a bakery and blinked some in thought as there was also a burger place nearby. For a moment, Fubuki hummed some before pulling in to park, "They are likely hungry, I would think. Especially as they have not been eating all that well, so best I pick something up for them."
For some odd reason, she felt like her Captains and crew were amused and snickering.
Sometime later, she pulled up to the gate for the "Sapporo Shipgirl Base". Not that it was too much, really. There was a small administration building, along with a building that reminded Fubuki of some of the motels she had seen on trips to the United States where shipgirls could rest and sleep. Besides that, there was a bathouse/repair dock and a warehouse with that being all. That last bit was important because unlike places like Yokosuka, the shipgirls who mostly stopped by were not warships. Rather, they were returned cargo vessels and the like coming up and down the coastline. They would arrive at the "Base" and get offloaded before resting for a time and then getting new cargo loaded onto them. Hence, it was mostly civilian contractors who worked there, and they lived in Sapporo.
Despite being a port city, Sapporo didn't need a huge base like most such places elsewhere in Japan. The nearest major shipgirl base was in Ōminato to the south, thus usually, the base was mostly used for the returned cargo shipgirls or for those escorts waiting for a small coastal convoy to form up.
Just shaking her head, Fubuki waited for the gate to be opened before heading inside the base. Pulling into the parking lot near the dorms, she parked and got out. Rather than leave it there though, the Destroyer reached out her hand and picked up her velomobile and did something that often made people's eyes itch. Feeling her vehicle being strapped to her deck by her crew, she walked into the dorms with a smile on her face, "Hey, everyone."
Almost immediately, a number of eyes snapped to her and widened. Within moments, she found herself being swarmed by a number of small bodies all shouting the same thing as they glomped her, "FUBUKI-SAN!"
Lightly laughing, she just shook her head and patted the backs of the various children there, "Hey! It's okay!" Eyes softening as she gently patted their heads, she chuckled, "I'm fine." Her eyes wide, Fu-Chan looked at her before grabbing one of the Destroyers hands. It took a few seconds before she realized why and shook her head, "I'm fine, Fu-Chan."
As her head was patted, the Kitsune sniffled and looked up, "Really?"
Simply pulling her into a hug, Fubuki nodded, "Hai, I am sure, Fu-Chan." Taking a deep breath, she let it out, "Everything is good and I sorted it all out in the end. All of you are perfectly safe from the Yakuza now."
The Destroyer caught Yuudachi's eye, the two having a silent conversation for several moments before the Shiratsuyu just nodding with a thin smile. Feeling two arms around her, Fubuki looked down to find that Fu-Chan was hugging her tightly, "I'm glad that you're alright, Fubuki-San. E-even though it was our fault you had to do that..."
Only shaking her head, the shipgirl sighed, "It is not your fault..." Looking up, her gaze met that of the other children, "Any of your faults. The one at fault was the man who made you do all that." With a smile, she gestured them away, "Now then, it's time for lunch and I brought some."
Various children boggled at her with the Neko often hanging around Fu-Chan looking at her with wide eyes, "R-really? But we ate just a few hours ago..."
Narrowing her eyes slightly, Fubuki felt a flash of anger once more which would have immolated a certain wizard if it could have. But the moment was there and gone just as quick. Instead, she chuckled, "Well, good thing that I am here than. All of you need to eat as much as possible after all! You're all growing children after all. So you need plenty to eat if you're going to become big and strong."
Eyes still wide with surprise, the children just nodded and clustered around her. Unable to help herself, Mutsuki giggled a bit as Fubuki began to hand out burgers and the like she brought from her holds. Getting an odd look from the other Destroyer though, Mutsuki shook her head, "It's nothing, Fubuki-Chan."
After a few moments, Fubuki shrugged it off even as Kisaragi giggled next to her sister. Once the food was given out, Kana also poured glasses of milk for all the children which they thanked her for. While that was happening, Fubuki sat down on the couch only to blink as she felt someone sit in her lap. Blinking, she could only shake her head as she realized that it was Fu-Chan claiming pride of place in said lap. On one side, Natsuki, the Neko that Fu-Chan was always with cuddled up to her with a plate in the Yokai's lap. Two more, the Oni twins Akari and Atsuko took up the rest of the couch on either side of Fubuki.
With a small chuckle that got her looks, she glanced around. Part of her was amused that Yuudachi had a young Inugami in her lap eating while Mutsuki and Kisaragi had Nekos in theirs, with said Yokai being only four and the youngest. Kana, meanwhile, had the only two boys in the group, one of whom was a bear Yokai and the other being a Sarugami from what Fubuki could tell. From what they had been told, the two boys had often tried to protect their "Sisters" best that they could.
Something that Fubuki could well tell with the scars they both had.
The other children were scattered here and there eating in the room. Leaning back, Fubuki just smiled and closed her eyes even as she placed her arms around Fu-Chan's midsection. Something that made the Kitsune blush some, though also smile as her tail wagged. Much to the children's surprise though, Fubuki was not done as she pulled out cupcakes once they were all done eating. Jaw dropping, Fu-Chan looked at her, "Is... is that for us too?"
Nodding, Fubuki smiled, "Hai, it is." Winking, she smiled, "After all, you've all been good so you deserve a treat."
Yet again, she was treated to the kids trying to hug her at once while thanking her.
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- Location
- Beyond the Unknowable Veil
Yep. Mother of the modern destroyer indeed.
Harry Leferts
Suave Shadow Cabal Kaiju
Yes, yes she is.
And also, she is very good at it.
Hmm...
Not only does she have an Arashi-Potter onboard, but Harry also considers her a "Big Sister," along with most of the other shipgirls from Yokosuka (although some may be Aunties instead of Big Sisters). Ooi may be the only shipgirl he's offered official adoption to so far (not counting Nagato and Hoppou or the FoL), but that's only because he knows how much being disowned by her birth family affected her. You can bet that if any of the other shipgirls at Yokosuka he grew up with needed to officially join a family or clan for any reason, he'd be one of the first in line to offer his own. So in a sense, you could consider just about any of the Yokosuka shipgirls as having been "Pottered" if it fit the story-line to do so. Fubuki just has a double claim, so to speak, due to her Arashi connection.
On a different note, I just had an image in my head of Shiromizu pulling off a line I'd heard multiple times on both this board and SB. Shiromizu: "I am a Dragon, you are now a Potter."
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Seihai-kun
[Unverified Wish Granting Device]
- Location
- Brasil
I just think being Pottered and being Fubukied can be interchangeable terms.
- Location
- United States
Well, as noted... she couldn't be trained to be a predator of the seas, so Regalia instead learned to become an actual predator.
It's not impossible that in her time, she's independently worked out vocalizations that may incite the greatest amount of fear possible in her prey...
Sir_Gaea
More Stories Please
- Location
- The Region
Something tells me that, if her warcry is the same as Godzilla, the moment she cries out at an enemy anywhere near civilization, she is going to get so much fanmail from Godzilla fans, as well as a possible offer from Toho. Are any of her Aunts fans of Kaiju films?
Sakuya's Butler
A refined Butler to a knife wielding Mistress.
- Location
- ↓, ↘, → + Punch
Take this and run with it....
All previous Re-classes, as they were developed iirc, in the late-90s, early-00s, had the tail's vocal patterns based off the T-Rex from Jurassic Park.
Well, Regalia is the first Re-class to be born that close to Asia, and well, Japan gonna Japan. So her tail (and herself) sounds like Godzilla going full bore.
Cue all the other Re-class, once they realize this, especially Regalia' aunt Renita....having their tails mope for days on end at being based on some weakass dinosaur, when they could have sounded like a GOD.
To the point many, many, many Re-class are irritated about this because their tails just won't stop whining about it. Might be funny for Harry, at his next meeting with Regina, seeing her being more drawn inwards than normal, and uncharacteristically grouchy, while her normally affection tail is all but being hyper-affectionate to Harry as it wants some comfort (it wants a shoulder to whine on) since Regina herself is annoyed with it.
And then there's Revina.....who is currently unable to visit at the moment due to high velocity, kinetically induced unconsciousness via WANKO CHOP, as she. just. would. not. shut. up. about getting an upgrade for her loudspeakers & foghorns.
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- Location
- Knoxville, TN
Or will TOHO threaten legal action
Remember the movie setgirls and the studios actions and threats
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Jadesteele
Out of my Mind - Back in 5 Minutes
- Location
- half-way between 'Crazy' And 'Eccentric'
Shhh, she doesn't like it if you hint she might be.... OLD.
the mental image i just got there for a moment was that of an abyssal Machiko Naguchi, for the record.
- Location
- middle of nowhere
Well by shipgirl standards she is a little older than the average age (by launch date) but there are still older ones like Kongo, Victory, Tenryuu, Hosho, Warspite, I think there is more but I should start running now.
Sandy River DL
(Verified Destroyer Leader)
- Location
- Lake Michigan
- Pronouns
- Her/She
Constitution doesn't care if you talk about her age, she's proud of how long she's been around without having to do any actual work.
Harry Leferts
Suave Shadow Cabal Kaiju
*Whistles innocently*
In general? Yes.Not only does she have an Arashi-Potter onboard, but Harry also considers her a "Big Sister," along with most of the other shipgirls from Yokosuka (although some may be Aunties instead of Big Sisters). Ooi may be the only shipgirl he's offered official adoption to so far (not counting Nagato and Hoppou or the FoL), but that's only because he knows how much being disowned by her birth family affected her. You can bet that if any of the other shipgirls at Yokosuka he grew up with needed to officially join a family or clan for any reason, he'd be one of the first in line to offer his own. So in a sense, you could consider just about any of the Yokosuka shipgirls as having been "Pottered" if it fit the story-line to do so. Fubuki just has a double claim, so to speak, due to her Arashi connection.
On a different note, I just had an image in my head of Shiromizu pulling off a line I'd heard multiple times on both this board and SB. Shiromizu: "I am a Dragon, you are now a Potter."
Well, she has all but been adopted by him...
Constitution: And now I get to suck up all those social welfare checks! Just like I always wanted...
Shaithan
Re-class is happiest class
- Location
- The worst part of Germany
Well, the Kamikaze-class are also Taisho-era grannies.
Hmm... That reminds me of something, but whay...? Oh. Oh dear.
"Get your ass outside, boy."
Sakuya's Butler
A refined Butler to a knife wielding Mistress.
- Location
- ↓, ↘, → + Punch
Also, I can see the Re-class, in general, being massive Godzilla fangirls:
Just imagine Regina & Revina getting a deeper tour of Tokyo with guards and Harry, and they walk past Toho studios, only for Revina to get down on her knees and genuflect before his statue there, while Regina is just going 'eeeeeeeEEEEEEEEEE...!' at ever higher fangirling volume uoon realizing where they are. Only for both to weep at finding out the pool out back and the soundstage where filming was done, was demolished in '99, thus missing their chance to visit the set. Well, its 2013 in-story, and all Harry needs to do is mention there is an American version coming up and motion-capture....
He's the biggest, scariest there is (making even Ghidorah run away like a puss), and takes shit from nobody.
He's loud, in charge, and there is no way you can confuse him with anything but him when he is on the warpath.
He laughs at, then ignores puny human weapons. Or turns them into popcorn, depending on his mood.
He wrecks shitlike a boss like a GOD.
In short, he's everything the Re girls think they are, magnified even more: he's not 'just' a monster of the sea, he's an outright GOD of destruction.He's loud, in charge, and there is no way you can confuse him with anything but him when he is on the warpath.
He laughs at, then ignores puny human weapons. Or turns them into popcorn, depending on his mood.
He wrecks shit
Just imagine Regina & Revina getting a deeper tour of Tokyo with guards and Harry, and they walk past Toho studios, only for Revina to get down on her knees and genuflect before his statue there, while Regina is just going 'eeeeeeeEEEEEEEEEE...!' at ever higher fangirling volume uoon realizing where they are. Only for both to weep at finding out the pool out back and the soundstage where filming was done, was demolished in '99, thus missing their chance to visit the set. Well, its 2013 in-story, and all Harry needs to do is mention there is an American version coming up and motion-capture....
Cue two sudden sounds of glass shattering as both girls charge through the studio's front door, to get right into the face of a somewhat terrified receptionist, and beg...outright beg...to help with the motion capture. They won't even ask for payment. No, they'll offer Toho payment (cue one of them hauling out a solid gold goblet that weighs at least six kilograms)!! And they're in there, gesturing, gesticulating, making 'kaiju' faces and SFX, acting like they're stomping on the city.
Meanwhile the guards and Harry alike poke their heads in, realize both have given themselves up entirely to the fangirl gods, and wisely back away while calling Goto up to pay for the front doors.
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... brings to mind, some of them might sport a bit of a blush at the Smaug scenes in The Hobbit. Or at the 'behind the scenes' footage of Benedict Cucumberpatch getting exceedingly 'in-character' for the associated mocap work.
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- Location
- Russia
...now I can´t help but think of Dragon´s Dogma in this verse having an alternative female version of Grigori that is triggered either based on your past character, or just at random, voiced by an Abyssal.
Shaithan
Re-class is happiest class
- Location
- The worst part of Germany
Eh, Godzilla's boring. Tried to watch some of them, gave up around half an hour in each time.
Also, Benedict Cimberbatch was wasted in the Hobbit movies, mostly due to two movies being made three.
A movie that many Abyssals may like is Il Grande Silenzio. An Italowestern in deep snow. And, unlike other such movies, there is no remotely good ending. The villain murders the hero and the starving villagers and thanks to the crooked judge, it is all according to the law.
Of course, Morricone contributed music:
Also, Benedict Cimberbatch was wasted in the Hobbit movies, mostly due to two movies being made three.
A movie that many Abyssals may like is Il Grande Silenzio. An Italowestern in deep snow. And, unlike other such movies, there is no remotely good ending. The villain murders the hero and the starving villagers and thanks to the crooked judge, it is all according to the law.
Of course, Morricone contributed music:
Snippet 2: mikelima777
- Location
- British Columbia, Canada
Sometime in the future...
A young woman awoke with a surprised gasp. She remembered somehow that she used to be a Ford Econoline van, modified for a special event. In her mind, images flashed before her eyes, of spending weeks on end slowly following a young man, a runner with curly hair and only one leg. Equipped with a prosthetic leg that was only meant for walking, the young man in his early 20s had a distinct "skip-hop" as he ran in rain, sun, and even snow. She remembered as the young man would spend every night inside her for rest, as his friends adapted to his mood swings, his bouts of hopelessness as he sometimes wondered if this was all worth it.
Eventually, she was discovered by volunteers who had been maintaining her years after the young man passed on. They had realized who she was and soon, she was being interviewed and given an overview of events that occurred in her country as well as the rest of world in the years since that young man dipped his prosthetic leg in St. John's, Newfoundland to mark his legendary run.
She read with tears as she read of the medical breakthroughs discovered since that famous run which sadly ended near Thunder Bay, Ontario as cancer had spread to his lungs. The very cancer that took away the young man's leg and later his life was now far more survivable. That form of cancer, that once had a 15% survival rate, now had survival rates of over 70%. It was widely believed that the young man she had supported during those years, left a mark in Canada and around the world, as millions continued to run and raise money for cancer research, funding the research that saved countless others from that very same disease. By 2019, over $750 million dollars was raised through the annual runs named in that young man's honour.
When she finished adjusting to her new life, a spark of determination would be ignited in her soul. Her mission now was to continue on the legacy of that young man, to continue to support fundraising for cancer research. To give hope to the millions that continue to be affected by cancer.
She was after all known as the Van of Hope.
A young woman awoke with a surprised gasp. She remembered somehow that she used to be a Ford Econoline van, modified for a special event. In her mind, images flashed before her eyes, of spending weeks on end slowly following a young man, a runner with curly hair and only one leg. Equipped with a prosthetic leg that was only meant for walking, the young man in his early 20s had a distinct "skip-hop" as he ran in rain, sun, and even snow. She remembered as the young man would spend every night inside her for rest, as his friends adapted to his mood swings, his bouts of hopelessness as he sometimes wondered if this was all worth it.
Eventually, she was discovered by volunteers who had been maintaining her years after the young man passed on. They had realized who she was and soon, she was being interviewed and given an overview of events that occurred in her country as well as the rest of world in the years since that young man dipped his prosthetic leg in St. John's, Newfoundland to mark his legendary run.
She read with tears as she read of the medical breakthroughs discovered since that famous run which sadly ended near Thunder Bay, Ontario as cancer had spread to his lungs. The very cancer that took away the young man's leg and later his life was now far more survivable. That form of cancer, that once had a 15% survival rate, now had survival rates of over 70%. It was widely believed that the young man she had supported during those years, left a mark in Canada and around the world, as millions continued to run and raise money for cancer research, funding the research that saved countless others from that very same disease. By 2019, over $750 million dollars was raised through the annual runs named in that young man's honour.
When she finished adjusting to her new life, a spark of determination would be ignited in her soul. Her mission now was to continue on the legacy of that young man, to continue to support fundraising for cancer research. To give hope to the millions that continue to be affected by cancer.
She was after all known as the Van of Hope.
