The Official Fanfiction University of the Arcadian Skies
Kaela & Siren: Hi, everyone! This is our attempt to write an OFU for SoA (L)! YAY, OFU!
This fanfic was written with permission from the revered Miss Cam (Camilla Sandman), creator of the original university, OFUM. If you haven't read hers, DO! Her writing is MUCH better than ours, and we're not just kissing up to her, either! We mean it!
Also, a special thanks to Miss V (Vyctori) for inspiring us to write this with her OFU, OFURNK.
Disclaimer: We do not own the plot or characters of Skies, and we never have; SEGA and Overworks do.
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Chapter 1: Unexpected Visitors
"DIE, VALUAN SCUM! Moonstone Cannon, FIRE!"
On the screen, a beam of orchid light shot towards a grey Valuan spell- ship. Back in reality, Mint gripped her Wavebird with both hands, knuckles turning white.
"Come on," she urged the game. "Don't fail me now, Delphinus; kill it!"
The Moonstone Cannon hit, and the enemy ship went down in flames.
"YES!" Mint pumped her arm. "Victory is MINE!"
The door to her bedroom flew open.
"Marisa Isabelle Cortéz!" Lorena shouted at her procrastinating daughter. "What do you think you're doing?!"
Mint rolled her eyes. "I told you not to call me that, Mom!" she whined. "What kind of person is named Marisa? My name is Mint. Mint, Mint, MINT!"
"You're supposed to be doing your homework!" her mother continued as though she had not heard. "Not playing video games!"
"This isn't just any video game!" Mint protested. "Skies of Arcadia: Legends is the best game ever!"
"I don't care what game it is; school comes first. Now, turn off the Gamecube."
"But MOM!" Mint pleaded. "I'm in the middle of Valua, and the last time I saved was an hour ago!"
"Turn it off NOW." Mint gulped and nodded. When Lorena Cortéz used that icy tone of voice, it meant one thing: Obey or be destroyed. Mint turned it off, and her mother left, slamming the door behind her.
Mint sighed and looked for something else to do. Homework was not an option; it was May, for goodness sake. Who did their homework that close to summer vacation? Nerds, that was who.
Her roving eyes fell on her computer. She brightened and sat down in front of the screen. Writing a few of her spectacular fanfics would cheer her up. She brought up a word document and began to type.
It was a brit suny day in Nars. Ramirez wondered thru thestreets of Mramba. Im lonely he touhgt. I wsh I had a grlfrend.
Perfect, she thought. Another brilliant start to a brilliant fanfic. That ought to get me lots of reviews. She continued to type her fingers off.
Sudenly, he saw her. The luv of his live. She had long strabery blond hair and tel eyes. "Wah tis youre name?" he aked her. "Mintalia," she ansered, looking at him with her teal eys. "I wuv you," he sayd. "I kno" she said "I luv you to." "your beautiful" he said, takin her hand amd kising it gentely.
"Marisa, you better be doing your homework up there!" shouted her mother.
Mint rolled eyes again. "Whatever. Now, where was I? Oh, yeah, I was just getting to the good part!" She moved her hands toward the keyboard, about to type the lemon forming in her brain, when something hard touched the back of her neck. She froze.
"I wouldn't do that..." a cold voice murmured behind her.
"... if I were you," an equally cold voice finished.
Mint stopped breathing. Horrified, she wondered what kind of evil terrorists had invaded her bedroom. She turned around and nearly fainted from fright.
Three men were standing there behind her. One, a tall black-haired man dressed in red, stood near her left shoulder. He had a slender katana drawn, and was eyeing her warily. Leaning against the wall by her bedroom door was another, so like the first man that they had to be twins. He, too, seemed suspicious of her and everything in her room.
But it was the third man who took her breath away. He was tall, with long black hair held back in a ponytail. He wore a blue and gold robe tied around his waist and thrown over one shoulder, exposing most of his massive pectoral muscles. His black eyes were alight with curiosity as he studied her abandoned Wavebird.
In short, he was gorgeous. He was also eerily familiar, as were his two companions.
"This is the oddest-looking thing I've ever seen," he commented, his English strangely accented but understandable. He held the wireless controller upside-down and showed it to her. "What is it?"
Mint didn't answer his question, only stared at him, unable to speak for a long time. When she finally found her voice, it came out as a squeak.
"It-it can't be...y-you're...you're..." She looked from the men to the Gamecube and back again. "But...but you aren't real...I must be hallucinating or something!"
"No, you aren't hallucinating, and yes, I am real," Prince Daigo of Yafutoma informed her. "At least, I was the last time I checked. Now, what is this again?"
"A Wavebird," she told him, still unable to believe her eyes. "But, if you're really Prince Daigo..."
"Prince Daigo? What are we..."
"Chopped Romuhai?" muttered Jao and Mao in turn. The twin bodyguards did not appreciate being ignored, but they were used to it.
"...what are you doing in my bedroom?" Mint continued.
"Glad you asked." Daigo tossed the Wavebird back on her bed and grinned amiably at her. "We are here on behalf of the Official Fanfiction University of the Arcadian Skies to inform you that you are currently in violation of Clause 1620a of the Arcadian Fanfiction Code."
Mint blinked. If this was a dream, it wasn't like any of the other dreams she'd had before. "Huh?" Then, remembering her mother's countless lectures, "I mean, I beg your pardon?"
"I said, you are currently in viola-oh, never mind." Daigo sounded annoyed. "It would be pointless to try. In other words, you can't write any more Skies of Arcadia fanfiction without a license."
"WHAT?!" Mint was shocked. "Since when do you need a license to write fanfics?"
"Since last week." Daigo continued to sound annoyed. "Do you want your license or not?"
"Yes, of course," Mint assured him, deciding to play along with this latest fantasy. "How do I get one?"
"That's more like it." Daigo's voice took on a practiced singsong, like someone who had done this many times before. "To receive a Skies of Arcadia fanfiction license, you have to enroll in the Official Fanfiction University of the Arcadian Skies, and pass its courses. To enroll, just fill out these forms." He tossed a sheaf of papers at her, and they landed in her lap. "And I suggest you pack your things; it's going to be a long year. Any questions?"
"One. Does my mom know you're here?"
"No," Jao cut in (or perhaps it was Mao who spoke—it was harder to tell outside the video game) before Daigo could answer.
"And you aren't going to tell her," his brother added, looking at his katana suggestively.
Mint stared at them, then looked down at the papers. "So, let me get this straight. You guys invade my room, tell me I'm not allowed to write fanfics anymore, then give me a bunch of forms to sign, without letting me inform my mother? Yeah, right! Like I'll listen to you! Just how stupid do you think I am?"
"I'm not going to answer that," Daigo informed her cheerily. "Which reminds me—can I use your computer, please?" He flashed her a smile, and Mint felt her brain turn to mush. Although she truly preferred Ramirez, the dashing Silvite, Daigo was more than cute enough for her.
"Sure," she crooned, moving her chair off to the side. "Go ahead."
"Thank you." Daigo came over and erased her new story. "Much better."
Watching her work disappear, Mint snapped out of her mindless drooling. "HEY! That's mine!"
"Not anymore," Daigo said brightly. He emptied her recycle bin and shut down the computer. He stood up, stretched, and said, "Well, we had best be going. Be sure to fill out those forms!"
He walked over to where his bodyguards waited. "Bluheim's breath, do I need a break. Jao, remind me again how I got myself into this?"
"I believe that you owe..." Jao began.
"A favor to Lady—" Mao continued, but he was cut off. A silver aura surrounded the three Yafutomans, and they disappeared.
Mint stared at the spot of their recent departure until she was sure her eyeballs were going to bleed. Then she shook herself and rubbed her eyelids.
"That," she remarked, "was the strangest dream I have ever had. That's it, I'm going to bed early; I'll shut off the game at 1:30 tonight."
She looked over at her computer. "I must have imagined the whole thing. Too bad; that was a great story. I'll just have to try my best to recreate it."
She was about to reboot the computer when she happened to look down. The papers Daigo had given her were still in her lap.
I must still be hallucinating, she realized. Well, I've played along with it this far...I might as well continue to do so. She flopped down on her bed, took out her favorite pencil, and began to fill out the form.
Name: Marisa "Mint" Cortez
Penname: ramirez4eva782
Gender: Female
Age (does not have to be a specific number): 16
Eye color:
Hair color:
Mint looked in the mirror, lips pursing thoughtfully. Brown hair and brown eyes were so ordinary. Why couldn't she just write down something a little more unique? It was only a hallucination, after all. It didn't matter what she put.
She filled in 'Teal' for eye color and 'Strawberry-blond' for hair color, just like Mintalia from her imagined fanfiction, before continuing.
Any other distinguishing features:
She took off her glasses and polished them. If she was going to hallucinate herself a makeover, she had better take it all the way!
She filled in "20-20 vision" and giggled. This was kind of fun!
Nationality (check one): Nasr Valua Ixa'taka Yafutoma Glacia Soltis Mid Ocean Other (please specify):
Like that's a hard choice! she thought, circling "Soltis."
Are you good, evil, or neutral? Neutral
Favorite Character: Ramirez
Least Favorite Character: Alfonso
Lust Object(s): Ramirez :D!!!! And Daigo! And maybe Vyse a little...
Do you know what a Mary-Sue/Gary-Stu is? No...
Do you write them? What the heck are they?!?
Name three pairings you support. Ramirez/OC, Vyse/Aika, Enrique/Moegi
Name three pairings you despise. Vigoro/Aika, Vyse/Fina, Fina/Ramirez
Any additional comments (be brief): It sure doesn't matter what I put on this form, 'cuz this is just a hallucination, isn't it?
By signing below, you, the future student of the Official Fanfiction University of the Arcadian Skies (hereafter referred to as OFUAS), hereby agree that OFUAS is not responsible for any physical or mental damage done to your person or belongings during your stay at OFUAS. Anything you care to write on this form can and will be used to make your stay as unpleasant as possible. By writing this in such small print, we guarantee that you will probably not read this, and are already dreaming up your latest Vyse/OC romance, creating chibis, and/or wreaking havoc with canon. So just sign the line and make everyone happy, you evil Sue-writer.
By signing the line below, you agree to everything written above.
X
Thank you, and have an interesting school year!
Lady Kae and Commandante Koi Deputy Headmistresses
Mint just skimmed the final paragraph before signing her name. The print was so tiny, and the words were so long! And it was just a dream anyway. What harm could it possibly do?
"Marisa!" called her mother. "Your father's home!"
"Coming!" she yelled back, and rushed out of the room, leaving the forms on her bed.
While she was downstairs greeting her father, a gust of wind wafted through the open window. The papers rose into the air and flew outside. A few seconds later, lightning flashed across the sky, and two sets of maniacal laughter rang through the air. Then, they slowly died away, and all was silent.
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Siren: Review, please! No flames, but constructive criticism is fine.
Kaela: Okay! This is a good time to announce that we will be taking applications for students at OFUAS!
Siren: To apply, just fill out the form below and send it to this email address:
sarahschu(at)mail(dot)com
Kaela: Oh, and one more thing.
DO NOT SIGN UP VIA REVIEW!!!! ANY APPLICATIONS SUBMITTED IN A REVIEW WILL NOT BE ACCEPTED!!!!
Name:
Penname:
Gender:
Age (does not have to be a specific number):
Eye color:
Hair color:
Any other distinguishing features:
Nationality (circle one): Nasr Valua Ixa'taka Yafutoma Glacia Soltis Mid Ocean Other (please specify):
Are you good, evil, or neutral?
Favorite Character:
Least Favorite Character:
Lust Object(s):
Do you know what a Mary-Sue/Gary-Stu is?
Do you write them?
Name three pairings you support.
Name three pairings you despise.
Any additional comments (be brief):
By signing below, you, the future student of the Official Fanfiction University of the Arcadian Skies (hereafter referred to as OFUAS), hereby agree that OFUAS is not responsible for any physical or mental damage done to your person or belongings during your stay at OFUAS. Anything you care to write on this form can and will be used to make your as unpleasant as possible. By writing this in such small print, we guarantee that you will probably not read this, and are already dreaming up your latest Vyse/OC romance, creating chibis, and/or wreaking havoc with canon. So just sign the line and make everyone happy, you evil Sue-writer.
By signing the line below, you agree to everything written above.
X
Thank you, and have a wonderful school year!
Miss Kae and Miss Koi Deputy Headmistresses
Kaela & Siren: Hi, everyone! This is our attempt to write an OFU for SoA (L)! YAY, OFU!
This fanfic was written with permission from the revered Miss Cam (Camilla Sandman), creator of the original university, OFUM. If you haven't read hers, DO! Her writing is MUCH better than ours, and we're not just kissing up to her, either! We mean it!
Also, a special thanks to Miss V (Vyctori) for inspiring us to write this with her OFU, OFURNK.
Disclaimer: We do not own the plot or characters of Skies, and we never have; SEGA and Overworks do.
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Chapter 1: Unexpected Visitors
"DIE, VALUAN SCUM! Moonstone Cannon, FIRE!"
On the screen, a beam of orchid light shot towards a grey Valuan spell- ship. Back in reality, Mint gripped her Wavebird with both hands, knuckles turning white.
"Come on," she urged the game. "Don't fail me now, Delphinus; kill it!"
The Moonstone Cannon hit, and the enemy ship went down in flames.
"YES!" Mint pumped her arm. "Victory is MINE!"
The door to her bedroom flew open.
"Marisa Isabelle Cortéz!" Lorena shouted at her procrastinating daughter. "What do you think you're doing?!"
Mint rolled her eyes. "I told you not to call me that, Mom!" she whined. "What kind of person is named Marisa? My name is Mint. Mint, Mint, MINT!"
"You're supposed to be doing your homework!" her mother continued as though she had not heard. "Not playing video games!"
"This isn't just any video game!" Mint protested. "Skies of Arcadia: Legends is the best game ever!"
"I don't care what game it is; school comes first. Now, turn off the Gamecube."
"But MOM!" Mint pleaded. "I'm in the middle of Valua, and the last time I saved was an hour ago!"
"Turn it off NOW." Mint gulped and nodded. When Lorena Cortéz used that icy tone of voice, it meant one thing: Obey or be destroyed. Mint turned it off, and her mother left, slamming the door behind her.
Mint sighed and looked for something else to do. Homework was not an option; it was May, for goodness sake. Who did their homework that close to summer vacation? Nerds, that was who.
Her roving eyes fell on her computer. She brightened and sat down in front of the screen. Writing a few of her spectacular fanfics would cheer her up. She brought up a word document and began to type.
It was a brit suny day in Nars. Ramirez wondered thru thestreets of Mramba. Im lonely he touhgt. I wsh I had a grlfrend.
Perfect, she thought. Another brilliant start to a brilliant fanfic. That ought to get me lots of reviews. She continued to type her fingers off.
Sudenly, he saw her. The luv of his live. She had long strabery blond hair and tel eyes. "Wah tis youre name?" he aked her. "Mintalia," she ansered, looking at him with her teal eys. "I wuv you," he sayd. "I kno" she said "I luv you to." "your beautiful" he said, takin her hand amd kising it gentely.
"Marisa, you better be doing your homework up there!" shouted her mother.
Mint rolled eyes again. "Whatever. Now, where was I? Oh, yeah, I was just getting to the good part!" She moved her hands toward the keyboard, about to type the lemon forming in her brain, when something hard touched the back of her neck. She froze.
"I wouldn't do that..." a cold voice murmured behind her.
"... if I were you," an equally cold voice finished.
Mint stopped breathing. Horrified, she wondered what kind of evil terrorists had invaded her bedroom. She turned around and nearly fainted from fright.
Three men were standing there behind her. One, a tall black-haired man dressed in red, stood near her left shoulder. He had a slender katana drawn, and was eyeing her warily. Leaning against the wall by her bedroom door was another, so like the first man that they had to be twins. He, too, seemed suspicious of her and everything in her room.
But it was the third man who took her breath away. He was tall, with long black hair held back in a ponytail. He wore a blue and gold robe tied around his waist and thrown over one shoulder, exposing most of his massive pectoral muscles. His black eyes were alight with curiosity as he studied her abandoned Wavebird.
In short, he was gorgeous. He was also eerily familiar, as were his two companions.
"This is the oddest-looking thing I've ever seen," he commented, his English strangely accented but understandable. He held the wireless controller upside-down and showed it to her. "What is it?"
Mint didn't answer his question, only stared at him, unable to speak for a long time. When she finally found her voice, it came out as a squeak.
"It-it can't be...y-you're...you're..." She looked from the men to the Gamecube and back again. "But...but you aren't real...I must be hallucinating or something!"
"No, you aren't hallucinating, and yes, I am real," Prince Daigo of Yafutoma informed her. "At least, I was the last time I checked. Now, what is this again?"
"A Wavebird," she told him, still unable to believe her eyes. "But, if you're really Prince Daigo..."
"Prince Daigo? What are we..."
"Chopped Romuhai?" muttered Jao and Mao in turn. The twin bodyguards did not appreciate being ignored, but they were used to it.
"...what are you doing in my bedroom?" Mint continued.
"Glad you asked." Daigo tossed the Wavebird back on her bed and grinned amiably at her. "We are here on behalf of the Official Fanfiction University of the Arcadian Skies to inform you that you are currently in violation of Clause 1620a of the Arcadian Fanfiction Code."
Mint blinked. If this was a dream, it wasn't like any of the other dreams she'd had before. "Huh?" Then, remembering her mother's countless lectures, "I mean, I beg your pardon?"
"I said, you are currently in viola-oh, never mind." Daigo sounded annoyed. "It would be pointless to try. In other words, you can't write any more Skies of Arcadia fanfiction without a license."
"WHAT?!" Mint was shocked. "Since when do you need a license to write fanfics?"
"Since last week." Daigo continued to sound annoyed. "Do you want your license or not?"
"Yes, of course," Mint assured him, deciding to play along with this latest fantasy. "How do I get one?"
"That's more like it." Daigo's voice took on a practiced singsong, like someone who had done this many times before. "To receive a Skies of Arcadia fanfiction license, you have to enroll in the Official Fanfiction University of the Arcadian Skies, and pass its courses. To enroll, just fill out these forms." He tossed a sheaf of papers at her, and they landed in her lap. "And I suggest you pack your things; it's going to be a long year. Any questions?"
"One. Does my mom know you're here?"
"No," Jao cut in (or perhaps it was Mao who spoke—it was harder to tell outside the video game) before Daigo could answer.
"And you aren't going to tell her," his brother added, looking at his katana suggestively.
Mint stared at them, then looked down at the papers. "So, let me get this straight. You guys invade my room, tell me I'm not allowed to write fanfics anymore, then give me a bunch of forms to sign, without letting me inform my mother? Yeah, right! Like I'll listen to you! Just how stupid do you think I am?"
"I'm not going to answer that," Daigo informed her cheerily. "Which reminds me—can I use your computer, please?" He flashed her a smile, and Mint felt her brain turn to mush. Although she truly preferred Ramirez, the dashing Silvite, Daigo was more than cute enough for her.
"Sure," she crooned, moving her chair off to the side. "Go ahead."
"Thank you." Daigo came over and erased her new story. "Much better."
Watching her work disappear, Mint snapped out of her mindless drooling. "HEY! That's mine!"
"Not anymore," Daigo said brightly. He emptied her recycle bin and shut down the computer. He stood up, stretched, and said, "Well, we had best be going. Be sure to fill out those forms!"
He walked over to where his bodyguards waited. "Bluheim's breath, do I need a break. Jao, remind me again how I got myself into this?"
"I believe that you owe..." Jao began.
"A favor to Lady—" Mao continued, but he was cut off. A silver aura surrounded the three Yafutomans, and they disappeared.
Mint stared at the spot of their recent departure until she was sure her eyeballs were going to bleed. Then she shook herself and rubbed her eyelids.
"That," she remarked, "was the strangest dream I have ever had. That's it, I'm going to bed early; I'll shut off the game at 1:30 tonight."
She looked over at her computer. "I must have imagined the whole thing. Too bad; that was a great story. I'll just have to try my best to recreate it."
She was about to reboot the computer when she happened to look down. The papers Daigo had given her were still in her lap.
I must still be hallucinating, she realized. Well, I've played along with it this far...I might as well continue to do so. She flopped down on her bed, took out her favorite pencil, and began to fill out the form.
Name: Marisa "Mint" Cortez
Penname: ramirez4eva782
Gender: Female
Age (does not have to be a specific number): 16
Eye color:
Hair color:
Mint looked in the mirror, lips pursing thoughtfully. Brown hair and brown eyes were so ordinary. Why couldn't she just write down something a little more unique? It was only a hallucination, after all. It didn't matter what she put.
She filled in 'Teal' for eye color and 'Strawberry-blond' for hair color, just like Mintalia from her imagined fanfiction, before continuing.
Any other distinguishing features:
She took off her glasses and polished them. If she was going to hallucinate herself a makeover, she had better take it all the way!
She filled in "20-20 vision" and giggled. This was kind of fun!
Nationality (check one): Nasr Valua Ixa'taka Yafutoma Glacia Soltis Mid Ocean Other (please specify):
Like that's a hard choice! she thought, circling "Soltis."
Are you good, evil, or neutral? Neutral
Favorite Character: Ramirez
Least Favorite Character: Alfonso
Lust Object(s): Ramirez :D!!!! And Daigo! And maybe Vyse a little...
Do you know what a Mary-Sue/Gary-Stu is? No...
Do you write them? What the heck are they?!?
Name three pairings you support. Ramirez/OC, Vyse/Aika, Enrique/Moegi
Name three pairings you despise. Vigoro/Aika, Vyse/Fina, Fina/Ramirez
Any additional comments (be brief): It sure doesn't matter what I put on this form, 'cuz this is just a hallucination, isn't it?
By signing below, you, the future student of the Official Fanfiction University of the Arcadian Skies (hereafter referred to as OFUAS), hereby agree that OFUAS is not responsible for any physical or mental damage done to your person or belongings during your stay at OFUAS. Anything you care to write on this form can and will be used to make your stay as unpleasant as possible. By writing this in such small print, we guarantee that you will probably not read this, and are already dreaming up your latest Vyse/OC romance, creating chibis, and/or wreaking havoc with canon. So just sign the line and make everyone happy, you evil Sue-writer.
By signing the line below, you agree to everything written above.
X
Thank you, and have an interesting school year!
Lady Kae and Commandante Koi Deputy Headmistresses
Mint just skimmed the final paragraph before signing her name. The print was so tiny, and the words were so long! And it was just a dream anyway. What harm could it possibly do?
"Marisa!" called her mother. "Your father's home!"
"Coming!" she yelled back, and rushed out of the room, leaving the forms on her bed.
While she was downstairs greeting her father, a gust of wind wafted through the open window. The papers rose into the air and flew outside. A few seconds later, lightning flashed across the sky, and two sets of maniacal laughter rang through the air. Then, they slowly died away, and all was silent.
--
Siren: Review, please! No flames, but constructive criticism is fine.
Kaela: Okay! This is a good time to announce that we will be taking applications for students at OFUAS!
Siren: To apply, just fill out the form below and send it to this email address:
sarahschu(at)mail(dot)com
Kaela: Oh, and one more thing.
DO NOT SIGN UP VIA REVIEW!!!! ANY APPLICATIONS SUBMITTED IN A REVIEW WILL NOT BE ACCEPTED!!!!
Name:
Penname:
Gender:
Age (does not have to be a specific number):
Eye color:
Hair color:
Any other distinguishing features:
Nationality (circle one): Nasr Valua Ixa'taka Yafutoma Glacia Soltis Mid Ocean Other (please specify):
Are you good, evil, or neutral?
Favorite Character:
Least Favorite Character:
Lust Object(s):
Do you know what a Mary-Sue/Gary-Stu is?
Do you write them?
Name three pairings you support.
Name three pairings you despise.
Any additional comments (be brief):
By signing below, you, the future student of the Official Fanfiction University of the Arcadian Skies (hereafter referred to as OFUAS), hereby agree that OFUAS is not responsible for any physical or mental damage done to your person or belongings during your stay at OFUAS. Anything you care to write on this form can and will be used to make your as unpleasant as possible. By writing this in such small print, we guarantee that you will probably not read this, and are already dreaming up your latest Vyse/OC romance, creating chibis, and/or wreaking havoc with canon. So just sign the line and make everyone happy, you evil Sue-writer.
By signing the line below, you agree to everything written above.
X
Thank you, and have a wonderful school year!
Miss Kae and Miss Koi Deputy Headmistresses