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CornyBones said:
Does Homucificer strike you as the sort that could emotionally balance Familial affection with Romantic affection? Or is she the type that would see overwhelming familial affection as a danger to her ability to Love Madoka?
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I'm preeeeetty sure that Homura recognizes that we ship her and Madoka pretty damn hard. Like, more than she herself consciously does.
 
WorldSlayer said:
I think we're probably in a pocket universe.

Basically at some point Homucifer's attempt at creating a happy life with Madoka ended at some point and so Homucifer decided to create a new pocket universe using a known and stable base template. The new universe's basic concept being to simply continue on from where Homura left off in PMMM except changing Madoka's last wish.

As a result of Madokami and Homucifer messing around so much Sabrina was born.



(That's (being in a pocket universe) why whenever we attempt dimensional shenanigans Homucifer slaps us down and says nope because otherwise we'd be exposed to the Law of Cycles and Madoka would be reabsorbed into Madokami. Also it's possible that Madoka's wish to fix everything may have also been referring to fixing the law of cycles since it's broken in this pocket universe (could be referring to a lot of things really).)
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Did this quest start before or after Rebellion was released?
 
DB_Explorer said:
Though god forbid something happened to her kid..
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"I don't know who you are. I don't know what you want. If you are looking for ransom I can tell you I don't have money, but what I do have are a very particular set of skills. Skills I have acquired over a very long career. Skills that make me a nightmare for people like you. If you let my daughter go now that'll be the end of it. I will not look for you, I will not pursue you, but if you don't, I will look for you, I will find you and I will kill you."

- Homuras ringtone, installed on the phones of all her daughters acquaintances.
 
Jonen C said:
"I don't know who you are. I don't know what you want. If you are looking for ransom I can tell you I don't have money, but what I do have are a very particular set of skills. Skills I have acquired over a very long career. Skills that make me a nightmare for people like you. If you let my daughter go now that'll be the end of it. I will not look for you, I will not pursue you, but if you don't, I will look for you, I will find you and I will kill you."

- Homuras ringtone, installed on the phones of all her daughters acquaintances.
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Sayaka watched bemused as Homura finished up a 'conversation' on the phone.

"... I will find you, and I will kill you."

A moment of silence.

"Understood?"

"YES MA'AM I'M SORRY MA'AM-" yelled a voice from the other side of the line, "I WONT BOTHER YOU OR ANYONE WITHIN A GENETIC DISTANCE OF FOUR-"

"Five."

"-OF FIVE FROM YOU, MA'AM, HAVE A GOOD DAY MA'AM!"

Homura sighed, putting the phone away and raising an eyebrow at Sayaka's glare.

"I can't believe you," scoffed the blue haired woman, "I'm pretty sure that guy just wanted to help out, you didn't have to hunt down his number and scare a year of his life off him."

Purple eyes smoldered. "Are you implying Madoka and I can't take care of our own baby girl?"

But Sayaka just shrugged her off. "You can't go on with your life without making mountains out of every single anthill you come across, can you?"

Homura turned off the glare, recognizing it wouldn't affect the bleunette. "I'm not taking parenting advice from you, Miki Sayaka."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

Both women turned to watch Kyouko sitting at a bench a few metres away, who in turn was watching a little blue haired boy, who was currently inching carefully away from a angry, hissing cat.

"Moooooooooom!" squealed the little boy.

"I'm no helicopter mama," scoffed Kyouko, munching on a breadstick, "sink or swim, kid."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" the kid continued to backpedal frantically from the terrifying, declawed house cat.

Homura's eye twitched as she noticed Sayaka subtly pumping her fists.

"Come on boy, punch back," she murmured, watching intently, "don't let that cat scare you."

"I rest my case," muttered Homura.

"Good afternoon," said Oriko and Kirika, passing by. "Say hello," told Kirika to the girl walking in between the two, holding onto each of their hands.

Said girl turned to Homura and Sayaka, looking up at them with huge, shining eyes. "Hullo!" she yelled.

Homura and Sayaka smiled at the girl and her moms, the picture of a completely normal, healthy, happy family.

"Good afternoon, Kures."

"Hello tike, hey Kirika, Oriko."

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, the Kure family moved on.

Kyouko looked back after the Kure left, sharing a look with Sayaka and Homura.

"Those gals are weird," she said.

Her wife and her friend nodded.

"Mom!" the three turned to the little boy, who held the purring house cat in arms. "I made a new friend."

"... Good job!" Kyouko ruffled her son's hair.
 
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Firnagzen said:
Right. One last delay, and I promise this is the last one - the update's finished, but it's late, and I'm not posting this without a readthrough. Most likely within the next twelve hours or so, after I sleep.
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There are few feelings worse then having a chapter written and knowing you can't post it, because it's probably got missing commas, mispelt words, and other terrible acts of grammar.
Sleep well, my friend.
 
Lord Chungus said:
There are few feelings worse then having a chapter written and knowing you can't post it, because it's probably got missing commas, mispelt words, and other terrible acts of grammar.
Sleep well, my friend.
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What about the feeling of, after feeling satisfied that you posted the thing and went to sleep, to wake up and find ~e^27 spelling errors within it?
 
Onmur said:
Sayaka watches bemused as Homura finishes up a 'conversation' on the phone.

"... I will find you, and I will kill you."

A moment of silence.

"Understood?"

"YES MA'AM I'M SORRY MA'AM-" yells a voice from the other side of the line, "I WONT BOTHER YOU OR ANYONE WITHIN A GENETIC DISTANCE OF FOUR-"

"Five."

"-OF FIVE FROM YOU, MA'AM, HAVE A GOOD DAY MA'AM!"

Homura sighs, putting the phone away and raising an eyebrow at Sayaka's glare.

"I can't believe you," scoffs the blue haired woman, "I'm pretty sure that guy just wanted to help out, you didn't have to hunt down his number and scare a year of his life off him."

Purple eyes smoldered. "Are you implying Madoka and I can't take care of our own baby girl?"

But Sayaka just shrugged her off. "You can't go on with your life without making mountains out of every single anthill you come across, don't you?"

Homura turned off the glare, recognizing it wouldn't affect the bleunette. "I'm not taking parenting advice from you, Miki Sayaka."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

Both women turned to watch Kyouko sitting at a bench a few metres away, who in turn was watching a little blue haired boy, who was currently inching carefully away from a angry, hissing cat.

"Moooooooooom!" squealed the little boy.

"I'm no helicopter mama," scoffed Kyouko, munching on a breadstick, "sink or swim, kid."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" the kid continued to backpedal frantically from the terrifying, declawed house cat.

Homura's eye twitched as she noticed Sayaka subtly pumping her fists.

"Come on boy, punch back," she murmured, watching intently, "don't let that cat scare you."

"I rest my case," muttered Homura.

"Good afternoon," say Oriko and Kirika as they walk by. "Say hello," tells Kirika to the girl walking in between the two, holding onto each of their hands.

Said girl turns to Homura and Sayaka, looking up at them with huge, shining eyes. "Hullo!" she yells.

Homura and Sayaka smile at the girl and her moms, the picture of a completely normal, healthy, happy family.

"Good afternoon, Kures."

"Hello tike, hey Kirika, Oriko."

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, the Kure family moves on.

Kyouko looks back after the Kure leave, sharing a look with Sayaka and Homura.

"Those gals are weird," she says.

Her wife and friend nod.

"Mom!" the three turned to the little boy, who held the purring house cat in arms. "I made a new friend."

"... Good job!" Kyouko ruffled her son's hair.
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i got a heart attack and diabetes at the same time
 
Onmur said:
Because I believe in you.

Don't listen to the cat people.

\o/
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Excuse me, I am a catgirl, not a "cat person." Cat persons are a distinct species commonly referred to as "furry" and I am highly offended that you would consider me one (1), when that is clearly Aura's domain of affairs.


(1) -- nothing against furries, but it's in my avvie.
 
Let us take a moment to appreciate the irony here: a girl who struggles with social, who is so powerful that she has never had any need to compromise and refuses to consider it regardless, who goes around to others' territories, yanking the souls of supposed grief manipulators in the name of justice, is about to get her soul yanked by a Grief manipulator who struggles at social, in said manipulator's territory, in the name of justice, because Rionna refuses to compromise with said manipulator, who loves compromises to avoid conflict, despite being so powerful that she has no need to compromise, but prefers to anyway.

We're nothing like Rionna, of course, but it's rather funny all the same.
 
Raiseth said:
Onmur, fishing people for ideas for your new omakes is a no-no.

I understand that you are Archangel of Nutella and consider yourself exempt from any authority save Lord Chungus, but please, consider what image you create for the religion you represent.

:V
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Silly Raiseth. It'd be easier to help find this thing if we had more information to go on.

As elementary logic would dictate.

Since you are failing on this, I shall send you back to Nutella Elementary School. Prepare your bags, you're gonna have to go back to classes about all the common subjects every child should learn, like nuclear physics, hugs, Nutella, logic, omake writing, and geometry.
 
Also, we should work with Mami to build the biggest, most powerful Tiro Finale we can manage, made possible by negating the costs entirely (and forming the cannon/barrel out of grief, to simplify her role). As an anti-Walpurgisnacht tactic.

Bonus points if we can get Kazumi and Sayaka to copy it. Further bonus points if we can help her develop the projectile into more of an AP shell instead of a cannonball. Because WPN is ridiculously tough and large.

Also, work with Miss Ramiel to produce the most powerful blast possible. Perhaps we can use a Witchy grief construct in the form of a series of lenses to concentrate and enhance the beam? Hell, we can create a grief construct that enhances magic of nearby allies!

For safety purposes, we should practice inside of a Witch barrier.
 
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