Origami Clock
Right twice a day
- Location
- Brighton, UK
Sorry, edited the post. Making myself tea now, then I'll finish off the editing and put up the other two. AS I said, shouldn't take more than an hour or so to eat and finish stuff off.
Puella Magica Somniabunt Sanguinis [PMMM/Bloodborne]
- Thread starter Origami Clock
- Start date
- Crossover
I've written Purple as well before. Only mine got so purple it blinded them instead.
Had to explain what the omake was about in some places after the fact.
SaltyWaffles
I am dissapoint, son
- Pronouns
- He/Him
Ruby is best doge
Also, when are we going to start peddling our blood as a cleansing mechanism for soul gems?
Also, when are we going to start peddling our blood as a cleansing mechanism for soul gems?
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Origami Clock
Right twice a day
- Location
- Brighton, UK
That was a Ruby who got specced as Eldritch and Healing, so her blood could act as Grief detox as well as being an incredibly OP healing item.
The White Tree [Cheeky Great One End]
Origami Clock
Right twice a day
- Location
- Brighton, UK
The White Tree
As it had always happened, it happened.
You had stood against the wheel of time, and it had crushed you for your presumption.
From your position among the rubble, you could see a pink smear, and a white blotch alongside it. At least Ruby had kept her promise. Something would survive today, even if you did not.
You couldn't feel your legs any more, and the rising chorus of bile and self-loathing in your mind told you clearly that magic would not be able to fix you before you would succumb to the curse of Magical Girls.
What had it been about this one that had led you to be so careless?
A foolish question. You already knew the answer for that.
At least, in this final turn of the cycle, you had at least had the good fortune to die for something of meaning. Madoka was safe, and would be kept safe by perhaps the only person on this planet you trusted to not break their promise to keep it that way.
The edges of your vision press inward, but you keep them open. You will watch for as long as you can. It wasn't as if you could do anything more for them now.
Death is nothing compared to vindication.
The last thing that you saw was the approach of another tiny speck of white, before a howl rose that drove the last of your thoughts from your mind with the sheer rage of it.
--
To your great surprise, you realised that you was still alive.
Opening your eyes, you found yourself sitting at the base of a tall tree, so large that you doubted that you could wrap her arms around some of the boughs high overhead, never mind the trunk.
You looked to the side, and saw, with crystal clarity, Madoka leaning against the trunk beside you, and for a moment your heart pounds in your head with worry, before you see an absence of a ring on her finger, and you flop back with relief.
Ruby kept her promise.
You feel warm, and it takes you a second to notice that it is because something is broadcasting a feeling of satisfaction so strong that it is physically palpable.
You give the tree another look, and you see what you expected to see, and what you really hoped you wouldn't.
The trunk is made up of tendrils, each the width of yourself winding around each other. The pale things above you are not leaves but countless small white flowers.
Even the ground beneath you is nothing more than thousands upon thousands of interwoven filaments, a bed of flowers covering everything until it fades away into the white fog that surrounds everything here.
You remember Ruby saying that she was only as human as she wanted to be when she first met you, all that time ago.
She kept her promise, even though it meant forsaking her own humanity.
Perhaps she knew that if she did not, you would have done. You don't want to know what your Witch might have done, in order to keep Madoka safe.
The flower-leaves rustle overhead, even though there is no breeze, and you have the faintest suspicion that Ruby, or whatever she's become, knows precisely what is going through your head right now.
Madoka begins to stir, and as you turn to face her, you notice a curious pattern among the flowers that make up the ground.
Dozens of them have bloomed fully, shining wet and red at the point where their petals met, and by some wild coincidence, they spelt out some words.
Specifically: Kiss Her You Fool
When Madoka returned fully to consciousness, she found that her only company in this strange new place she found herself in was you, simultaneously smiling, crying, and blushing furiously while you repeatedly kicked the trunk of the great tree she found herself leaning on.
"…Homura-chan, what are you doing?"
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Origami Clock
Right twice a day
- Location
- Brighton, UK
Wasn't happy with bits of the Homucifer and Ruby one, so enjoy some cheeky plants while I do a bit of rewriting.
Origami Clock
Right twice a day
- Location
- Brighton, UK
Converted it from Ruby to Homura PoV, might have missed some bits.
I have the distinct feeling that the next one will also deserve this:
Because this one sounds like it's on it's way there as well.
Because this one sounds like it's on it's way there as well.
HymnOfRagnarok
Let's Rock
Hah! Well that's one way to leave a last will and testament! Though I suppose it could also be Ruby's still concious and aware enough in that tree to remember Homura.
Still, kinda says something that as Homura thinks she's dying, she entrusts Ruby with her life's mission.
Possibly Homura crossing one of the few lines Ruby will not follow. I suspect feels are incoming.
Still, kinda says something that as Homura thinks she's dying, she entrusts Ruby with her life's mission.
Possibly Homura crossing one of the few lines Ruby will not follow. I suspect feels are incoming.
King Tharassian
Governor-Militant
- Location
- Victory Bay, Kronus
All of those were flipping adorable. WHY ARE CUTE ELDRITCH ABOMINATIONS CUTE?
In Ruby's headspace...
Ruby #1: "Okay, okay. We can fix this."
Ruby #2: "How? We all know she's gone way too far."
Ruby #1: "We can... we... More hugs! We need to give her more hugs."
Ruby #2: "We did try that before, it didn't stick."
Ruby #1: "Then she just needs more."
Ruby #2: "That's literally impossible."
Ruby #3: *Kool-aid mans through a wall that wasn't there a second ago wearing a red cloak and orange glasses* "Did someone say impossible? Let me teach you about doing the impossible..."
HymnOfRagnarok
Let's Rock
...I'm probably gonna be drawn and quartered for this...
But I'd actually rather have a, "This is unforgivable!" moment, instead of hugs solve everything.
There needs to be a real fear of failure, a knowledge that things can go wrong, to really appreciate the triumphs and victories. Not in a roll dice sense, but that actions have consequences, and the characters could sincerely and permanently alienate each other if they choose poorly.
Honestly, I think this is one of the reasons why adorable eldritch abominations are being received so well, and for the PMMM characters to ike out a win. There's the expectation that this is supposed to go horribly wrong, but it doesn't! And it makes sense for things to go well! Which makes it all the more heartwarming.
I think the recent Cheeky End is probably my favorite of the omakes, precisely because it didn't end all well (even if it end in sunshines and flowers), but they won enough, and even the Ruby's metamorphsis is being turned into a surprise teasing.
PMMM is largely a tragedy of character. Because of the personalities involved, there is no other way the story could or would ever end.
And we just went "CANONBALL" right through that. And yes, I did spell it that way on purpose.
My point being, to keep this from blowing up, we really just need to keep everyone from stabbing each other with the various pointy bits of their personalities. Which isn't an impossible objective to achieve honestly. Homura does know all of them fairly well. She just needs a helping hand holding herself together and knowing how to people, since she's basically a child soldier.
And for all the SV runs away at the mere mention of "social time!" we are leagues better than she is. Even through the lens of a cute flower.
Consequences are fine, and I fully believe that a Golden Ending is going to be locked behind any of: 1.) Us learning how to Old One all over Kyuuby and Wally, 2.) Madoka hatching and going New God(dess) all over them as she did in canon... kinda, or 3.) Homura hatching and going... Something all over them, but I do feel for what Homura became in Rebellion.
By that point she was so broken from her experiences that I honestly couldn't say one way or another where her being a victim ended and her being a victimizer began. If it ever did end. (Madoka has asked some pretty horrible things of her before. Like killing her. :/ )
tl;dr Homura needs a line in the sand she can't cross and a boatload of help by the end of Rebellion (probably the beginning honestly) not "This is unforgivable."
King Tharassian
Governor-Militant
- Location
- Victory Bay, Kronus
Does SV really cringe away from social interaction? I mean, we are all anonymous internet lurkers who only meet in the form of text. How antisocial can that really be?? 
But really, do Questers usually avoid social sections in Quests?
But really, do Questers usually avoid social sections in Quests?
More or less? Yeah. It's easier in the written medium because they're fictional characters and thus less complicated that humans. 2D versus 3D, there's only so much that can be there compared to an actual human.Does SV really cringe away from social interaction? I mean, we are all anonymous internet lurkers who only meet in the form of text. How antisocial can that really be??
But really, do Questers usually avoid social sections in Quests?
And text is easy. We all are anonymous really, no one (or very very few) actually know the person behind the user name. So you get the time to think that typing into a box gives and the knowledge that... I don't know, there's a degree of removal from the other person.
HymnOfRagnarok
Let's Rock
Eh, as long as we agree it's not, "Use hugs to solve everything," situation.
I'm less optimistic about solving the Homucifer problem when she's already sorta-lobotomized her only 'peer', and don't really expect Ruby to be able to fix a Homura who's that broken. The times when Homura needed a helping hand and would be willing to acknowledge that need seem well and past. I see it as ending more along the lines of, "Ruby can't condone what Homura's done, so she either needs to oppose Homucifer or tacitly accept her actions."
Given how we've played Ruby so far, I don't see Ruby choosing the latter. I suppose it's still pretty ballsy to volunteer to be the devil's morality pet despite having zero connection to them and leverage over them, but I also don't see it working out too well.
So, yeah. I'd view more as a Eleanor Rigby situation. Two people who could have saved each other had they only met sooner, but by the time they meet it's too late. Homura may not be dead like Eleanor, but she's found her answer to life and place in the world. For better or for worse.
Though, I suppose all of that presupposes Ruby knowing what Homura has done to become what she is, and Madoka and her friends are real people. If she just meets Homucifer just chilling and watching Madoka live in her gilded cage, there seems to be a pretty significant chance of Ruby going, "Oh, this is her dream and her children, that's nice."
I mean going by Ruby's misinterpretations on arrival in this Quest, Homucifer presiding over all and slowing destroying the vermin while watching over Madoka may seem like model parenting.
...Kinda looking forward to this omake now, see how it goes.
Origami Clock
Right twice a day
- Location
- Brighton, UK
Sorry for the wait, the piecemeal rewrite has become more of redesign from the ground up. I will endevour to make sure it is worth the delay.
The words L͙̥̩͍͚̠ͭ͋̄̅̓ͥ̔A̴̗͕̣͗ͦ͜!̶̜ͩͬ́̌͊͢ ̳̻͌̑̈́̇͐͠L̢̝̬͖̟̎̑̀͡A̶ͩ̂!̖͓̠͚̲͛̈͢͜ ͫ͊̄̑̒͑͏͟҉̞̘͚̫A̺̗̤̤͍ͪ̅ͨ̃̒̈́̋̍͐M̴̧̩̩̲̪̰̺̾ͧŸ̧̟̱̜̙̟̻͕̥́̎͆ͦ͆Ǵ̲̘̫̗̺͚̤̩̭̽̋̈̈́ͮ́D̺̑̒A̶̡̙̪̙̬̩̒͆͌̿̇ͫͅḼ̷̢͇͉͎͓͔̒̄͊̇͂̓̀ͅA̷͍̭͂͆̕ may be uttered at some point.
Happily Ever After [BAD END]
Origami Clock
Right twice a day
- Location
- Brighton, UK
Happily Ever After
On a bier, there is something in the shape of a girl.
Above, there is a distant light, now fast approaching.
But you do not see the light.
You feel it upon your leaves, soothing aches that you had borne for so long that you had quite forgotten about them.
You had been gone for so long.
Too long.
You do not know what happened here. You had been too far away to even catch a glimpse, but you can infer. You can infer very well.
The thing on the bier…it smells like one of your dearest friends, but the smell is sick, rancid with grief and regret.
You recall your promise, made so very long ago, and you approach the bier.
A warning cry goes out, a familiar voice made thin by time and distance.
If anyone was going to have survived, it would have been Kyoko. Though you taste that her survival is of a far more technical nature, she is here, and for you, now, that was enough.
"Ruby! Ruby, wait!"
You keep walking towards the bier. You suspect that your promise is all that is keeping you walking at all.
It had been too long, in that dark place the vermin sealed you within.
The journey home had been longer still.
But you were here now, and you had a promise to keep.
Far above, you could hear the sound of wheels.
Before you, the butt of a spear cracks against the desolate earth.
"Ruby…you-you can't go to her…it's not…dammit Ruby, what happened to you?!"
You contort your face into a smile. You must have been more out of practice than you thought, because you hear her gasp.
You hadn't thought you were that bad. Then again, you hadn't had eyes to spare on your face in long enough that most of your self-image was memory more than anything else.
"S-ssorrry…had ttooo ta-takee t' loonng waay."
It hurt, to speak again after so long with no other company than your own mind.
But you had become used to pain, and there were worse reasons to suffer than this.
You feel a pair of strong arms encircle you, and you almost buckle into them. Almost.
You had a promise to keep, after all.
You teach Kyoko the lesson that many had learned on your journey here. You might have the shape of a solid thing, but that was no more than a convenience for you.
You slide through her grip, and with a last burst of strength, you stand beside the bier.
Above, the light grows. You burn from it.
You wind yourself back together, and you rest your hand on her shoulder.
She is as cold as the dead.
She stirs.
"…Ruby? You…you shouldn't be here."
"…I…keep…myy…promises."
"…it's already done…what-"
You feel the question, and your hand flexes fluidly from her shoulder, pressing a slim digit to her lips.
"Shhhh…I…I knoooww……buut nnnot…ENOUGH."
You feel the chill of her eyes, eyes that had not been human in some time, as your hand becomes a tangle of vines, viciously barbed thorns tearing into her unfeeling flesh.
With the last of your stability, you howl out a warning to the remains of one friend, as you struggle to defeat another.
"STOP HER COMING! SHE CAN'T BE HERE FOR THIS!"
After that, you can no longer spare the concentration for such a useless thing as a voice.
Strands of Time, infinitely sharp and impossibly cold, pierce you again and again, but you continue to hold down the creature that your friend had become.
In the end, it is a delaying action only, but you knew it when you started this.
You don't have the strength left to fight her, not after all you endured.
You hang there, a puppet on strings of frozen starlight, as she glares up at you.
"Why did you do it? You had to know it would end like this. You could have joined me. What's changed? You must know all I want is to make Madoka happy."
"Made…Promise."
"Yes, yes, I remember. I've been freed from that burden already, thanks to our friends, you silly, silly plant."
It sounds so much like her. It makes your wounds seem like lovebites compared to what that voice does to your heart, while your head tells you just what is saying those words.
"NO…I SEE! NOTHING LEFT."
Nothing left of the girl you once knew, the one who could channel an entire emotional range through a single eyebrow, who gave a lonely lost girl a bed and a cup of ramen.
There was only a terrible obsession, and the shell within which it resided.
Nothing left of you, very soon. The Sun was no longer descending, but even feeding of its radiance could not save you from the wounds you had suffered.
At the very edge of your hearing, you swear you can hear the sounds of someone crying.
At least Kyoko was no longer here, her presence vanished during your brief, futile fight.
You raise your head to face the Sun one last time.
A pink tear sits on the corner of your hollow sockets.
"I'm sorry that it has come to this. I never wanted it to end this way."
"S…a…m…e"
It was time.
It was the loudest sound that you had ever made.
It killed you to make it.
It shook the fabric of reality itself.
All of this was your design.
L͙̥̩͍͚ͭ͋̄̅̓ͥ̔A̴̗͕̣͗ͦ͜!̶̜ͩͬ́̌͊͢ ̳̻͌̑̈́̇͐͠L̢̝̬͖̟̎̑̀͡A̶ͩ̂!̖͓̠͚̲͛̈͢͜ ͫ͊̄̑̒͑͏͟҉̞̘͚̫A̺̗̤̤͍ͪ̅ͨ̃̒̈́̋̍͐M̴̧̩̩̲̪̰̺̾ͧŸ̧̟̱̜̙̟̻͕̥́̎͆ͦ͆Ǵ̲̘̫̗̺͚̤̩̭̽̋̈̈́ͮ́D̺̑̒A̶̡̙̪̙̬̩̒͆͌̿̇ͫͅḼ̷̢͇͉͎͓͔̒̄͊̇͂̓̀ͅA̷͍̭͂͆̕!
The last thing that you felt was a tearing sound, as the flesh of the worlds was torn open.
The last thing you heard was a terrible cackling laugh, and the sound of what remained of your first and greatest friend in this new world finding out that there were greater monsters than her in this world.
The last thing that you saw, as you allowed yourself to bloom and bare your innermost self to the world, was the sun burning brighter and brighter overhead, before everything became light.
"Made…Promise."
"Yes, yes, I remember. I've been freed from that burden already, thanks to our friends, you silly, silly plant."
It sounds so much like her. It makes your wounds seem like lovebites compared to what that voice does to your heart, while your head tells you just what is saying those words.
"NO…I SEE! NOTHING LEFT."
Nothing left of the girl you once knew, the one who could channel an entire emotional range through a single eyebrow, who gave a lonely lost girl a bed and a cup of ramen.
There was only a terrible obsession, and the shell within which it resided.
Nothing left of you, very soon. The Sun was no longer descending, but even feeding of its radiance could not save you from the wounds you had suffered.
At the very edge of your hearing, you swear you can hear the sounds of someone crying.
At least Kyoko was no longer here, her presence vanished during your brief, futile fight.
You raise your head to face the Sun one last time.
A pink tear sits on the corner of your hollow sockets.
"I'm sorry that it has come to this. I never wanted it to end this way."
"S…a…m…e"
It was time.
It was the loudest sound that you had ever made.
It killed you to make it.
It shook the fabric of reality itself.
All of this was your design.
L͙̥̩͍͚ͭ͋̄̅̓ͥ̔A̴̗͕̣͗ͦ͜!̶̜ͩͬ́̌͊͢ ̳̻͌̑̈́̇͐͠L̢̝̬͖̟̎̑̀͡A̶ͩ̂!̖͓̠͚̲͛̈͢͜ ͫ͊̄̑̒͑͏͟҉̞̘͚̫A̺̗̤̤͍ͪ̅ͨ̃̒̈́̋̍͐M̴̧̩̩̲̪̰̺̾ͧŸ̧̟̱̜̙̟̻͕̥́̎͆ͦ͆Ǵ̲̘̫̗̺͚̤̩̭̽̋̈̈́ͮ́D̺̑̒A̶̡̙̪̙̬̩̒͆͌̿̇ͫͅḼ̷̢͇͉͎͓͔̒̄͊̇͂̓̀ͅA̷͍̭͂͆̕!
The last thing that you felt was a tearing sound, as the flesh of the worlds was torn open.
The last thing you heard was a terrible cackling laugh, and the sound of what remained of your first and greatest friend in this new world finding out that there were greater monsters than her in this world.
The last thing that you saw, as you allowed yourself to bloom and bare your innermost self to the world, was the sun burning brighter and brighter overhead, before everything became light.
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OffBrandANON
eldritch horror, pink flamingo
- Location
- California, USA
- Pronouns
- She/Her/They/Them
interesting.
HymnOfRagnarok
Let's Rock
...Oh shit. Yeah that....that would do it, wouldn't it? Ruby locked away by the Incubators, coming back to see the fallout of Homucifer and how twisted she's become.
The fact that Ruby is practically in tatters...probably does not help.
I'm guessing the promise made, was about protecting Madoka? And Ruby is protecting Madoka from Homura.
Ruby does sound oddly informed though, for someone who's supposed to be out of the loop.
Honestly, a bit confused by what's going on, but I'm guessing its by design.
The fact that Ruby is practically in tatters...probably does not help.
I'm guessing the promise made, was about protecting Madoka? And Ruby is protecting Madoka from Homura.
Ruby does sound oddly informed though, for someone who's supposed to be out of the loop.
Honestly, a bit confused by what's going on, but I'm guessing its by design.
Origami Clock
Right twice a day
- Location
- Brighton, UK
Regarding Kyoko and homu, that's because she's relying heavily on her empathy and magical senses, and both are pinging on the radar as not entirely human, kyoko with one (Angel of Madokami) and Homu with both (Homucifer).
Re: Madokami, Ruby sees that as Madoka's natural form, and so isn't surprised in the slightest that she hatched. She might have even been happy under nicer circumstances.
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HymnOfRagnarok
Let's Rock
...Oh. So, even Ruby's probably making mistakes here. She's literally seeing strangers in the shape of her friends, and is far too broken and beaten to make an attempt to fix things anymore.
I'm guessing the sun here is Madokami? Though, don't really get why Ruby told Kyoko she can't be here for this. It sounds like it wasn't quite a Rebellion end, and Bloodborne elements foreshadowed earlier became reality here.
And Ruby went for a mutual kill by casting Summon Bigger Fish.
Origami Clock
Right twice a day
- Location
- Brighton, UK
'She' was refering to Madokami, who Ruby really didn't want nearby when she rang the dinnerbell for Uncle.
HymnOfRagnarok
Let's Rock
But if Madokami was the sun, and it had already taken note of them from how it stopped descending....confusing, but I guess entering Old Ones may not automatically notice Madokami. Ruby didn't.
And I had not realized Ruby sicced Uncle fucking Spider on Homura. Siccing her estranged family that tried to eat her in her crib, on Homura, that is some definite escalation. And a pretty clear sign on how far Ruby can be willing to go.
...Question, does omake indicate that the Incubators have contingencies or options available to them for handling Ruby? This kinda makes me curious how all this separation got engineering in the first place.