Title: Love vs Hina
Chapter: #2 - It's the armour. Chicks dig the armour.
Author: Murto (Fan Fiction writers are the scum of the universe, la la la)
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Myuu: Why are you singing that song?
Murto: *Ignoring Myuu's comment because Excel Saga is cool* .,.it doesn't even matter if one dies, lu lu lu.
Myuu: Hmm, I agree with you there. *Glows red, creating a fireball in her hands*
Murto: *Completely unaware of Myuu's impending attack* Fan Fiction writers should get off the dole and get a real job, la la l-ARRRGGH!
*Murto runs around in circles, his ass on fire*
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Notes: Now that the usual intro bull-shite is over, I'll quickly apologise for the updating (or lack thereof) of "It could only get worse". I'm sorry, I am halfway thru chapter 6, but I've hit writers block. I feel sorry for Quentin Tarentino, now I realise how difficult it is to write in that sort of style.
Also, in this series there will be a lot of similarities with Unreal Tournament 1, Starsiege Tribes 1 and a few other games along those lines. I don't know much about Halo, so the setting of Bloodgulch Canyon is as far as it's going to go for the time being.
Legal Crap: I don't own Love Hina, the game mode "Capture the Flag" or any games with "Capture the Flag" in it. I do own, however, some aspects of the plot (I think) and the idea of combining Love Hina with Capture the Flag.
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Love vs Hina
Chapter 2: It's the armour. Chicks dig the armour.
Last time, on Love vs Hina.,.
"Oh well, could be worse. We could have been 'Blue'." Murto said, confiding in the fact that he didn't end up with Naru.
"ALL RIGHT MAGGOTS!!!!" a harsh, despicable and yet truly fitting voice yelled.
"It's.,." Shinobu uttered in utter shock.
"Ok, what's this cloth thing on the stick called again?"
Now lets continue, Ne?
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"Dude you've got to be kidding me," Murto complained. "How did you get in charge?"
"That's 'How did you get in charge Sergeant Kanako, Sir!' private." Kanako smiled wryly. "For that, you're taking on the enemy with NO WEAPONS!"
"This sucks," he whined, grudgingly handing over his pistol.
"Say sugar, I thought you were on Kanako's side?" Kitsune asked, leaning over on her LAW launcher with her tank top showing only what the most perverted fanboy could dream of.
"I am, but don't tell me the fact that she's in command doesn't make you the slightest bit nervous?"
"SILENCE!!," Kanako screamed. "For talking without permission, I'll take your armour too."
"Oh my, Murto-kun is going to freeze to death." Mutsumi said cheerfully.
Murto took off his maroon coloured armour and gave it to Kanako.
"F*#^%& hell it's cold out here. It's at least below 20oC out here." Murto cursed as his skin slowly started to turn blue.
"Ok you primitive screw heads, listen up! This.,.is my BOOMSTICK!!," Kanako announced, swinging around a huge Colt .45 pistol. "It's a 12 gauge double barreled 'Remington', S-Mart's top of the line."
"Umm, do you realise how much Colt pistols suck balls?" Murto asked, shivering in a pair of 'Kiss me, I'm just a horny underpaid musician' boxer shorts, the sight of which almost making Kitsune nosebleed. (But for the sake of my skin being ripped off by other authors I'll only say 'almost')
Kanako ignored Murto's comment, despite deciding to switch to a more formidable weapon.
"It retails for about $109.95, it's made of cobalt blue steel, got a walnut stock and a hair trigger. Remember; shop smart, shop S-Mart. YOU GOT THAT???" She said, yelling the last bit whilst shaking her newly acquired Howitzer in the air.
"How does Kanako-senpai hold that big a gun without falling over," Shinobu pointed out.
"Oh my, I wonder how Kei-kun is going over at their base." Mutsumi pondered.
"They probably don't have any of the problems we're already having." Murto complained.
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At the Blue base.,.
"Wow, look at this gun," Keitaro said, looking down the barrel of his M1 Carbine.
"It's just a gun, dipshit." Naru replied.
"I would much rather prefer my sword," Motoko complained, holding a 6-barreled Grenade Launcher.
"But it's so thick. Amazing, it's so long.,.and hard! I'll really have to lubricate it well.,." Keitaro continued.
"You PERVERTED B#ST#RD!!!!" Naru yelled, punching Keitaro out of line and into a nearby tank.
"Oww, my head hurts and my face hurts. I have two owies!" he said before passing out.
"Oh dear," Haruka said, wearing a Blue suit of battle armour with Sarge's stripes on the shoulders. "I don't think I'm gonna be able to do anything with these losers."
Keitaro, though unconscious, was still twitching. Motoko, thinking that he was doing something perverted again started pistol-whipping him with the butt of her Grenade Launcher.
"Oh well, it's all in good fun." Haruka continued.
"Oh isn't it just?" Seta smiled optimistically. "You see, I told him you could pick up chicks with a tank!"
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The end, for now.
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End notes: Ok, another short yet hopefully hilarious chapter. I'm trying to keep the chapters short, simple and sweet; tell me if it's working! Reviews please.
For those of you confused about the teams, here they are as they stand at the moment:
Red Team:
Kanako - Sarge
Murto
Shinobu
Kitsune
Mutsumi
Blue Team:
Haruka - Sarge
Seta
Naru
Motoko
Keitaro
Ok. I'll see you later, ne?
Myuu: So, is it just a coincidence that Mutsumi, Kitsune, Shinobu and Kanako are on your team?
Murto: Yeah, it is. Okay?
Myuu: NO IT'S NOT OKAY!! *Launches a few fireballs in his direction*
Murto: Argh! No, not the boxers!