35.1 - A Bug in the System, by Wookywok
(DDLC)/(Gokicha)
Gokicha ran her fingers against the blades of grass as she walked through it, the morning dew wetting her fingertips. She wasn't exactly sure how many times she had found herself back in Hokkaido by now. Ten? Twenty? Fifty bazillion?
Okay, probably not fifty bazillion.
The point still stood, though. Living through the same period of time, over and over, knowing exactly what was going to happen at every moment? It was starting to get boring. If something new didn't happen soon, Gokicha wasn't sure…
The roach girl's antennae twitched, sensing an incredibly, almost impossibly sweet scent beginning to fill the air. She hadn't expected her wish to be granted so soon, but she wasn't going to complain.
Instead, she was going to follow that smell.
The trail of the saccharine aroma had led Gokicha into this kitchen, which she was currently observing from atop the fridge. There was a pink-haired human girl with an apron at the counter, standing at a tray of… somethings, probably something edible, that was the source of the scent. She was squirting something onto them, something almost unbelievably pink.
Dear god it smelled good.
...Maybe it wouldn't hurt to ask for a tiny bit?
Natsuki smiled as she piped pink frosting onto the last cupcake. While she didn't consider this batch among her absolute best work, it was still coming out pretty damn good for a Null Loop, and a fleshy one at that. All that was left now were the sprinkles - which, if she wasn't mistaken, were in the cabinet next to the fridge…
The pinkette's eyes practically caught fire. There was a cockroach crawling down the fridge.
In the span of roughly four seconds, Natsuki grabbed a nearby magazine, rolled it into a tube, and batted the bug hard enough that it flew all the way to the other side of the room and punched a hole through the screen window, because this loop apparently ran on wacky anime logic.
She sighed. She was gonna have to let Yuri know they had a pest problem.
Gokicha lay dazed, flat on her back, in a small bed of pink roses. The last minute had been a bit of a blur, but she was pretty sure she had just been swatted. Hard.
The more things changed, the more they stayed the same, she supposed.
35.2 - Crashing Into Your Day, by Shieldage
(DDLC)/(Crush Crush/Hush Hush [not Looping])
Sayori woke up to find herself scratching at the rope holding her to the ceiling. She hated loops that started like this. She tried reaching into her pocket, but it was inaccessible. Her frantic pinging was followed by a single quick response. While she guessed this meant Monika was Awake and Anchoring, Sayori's vision was already starting to go dull around the edges.
Suddenly something burst through the window in a shower of glass. The motorcycle left tracks across her bed and slammed into the wall, narrowly missing her swinging feet. A large crack ripped its way upwards from the crash site, stretching across the ceiling until it reached to where her Unawake self had secured the rope in place. She fell to the ground, gasping for breath in a rain of chunks of broken plaster.
As the room swimming around her started to regain clarity, she tore herself free of the rope. Some part of her unconscious mind was focused on the phrase: "suicide attempt CRUSHED!"
After unsteadily sliding down from the surprisingly intact motorcycle, Sayori's very pale and short friend MC, who she knew this Loop as 'Marshmallow Chibi', walked towards her and helped her to her feet.
Monika frantically burst into the room through the door. Collecting herself, she raised an eyebrow at the casual destruction. A frown crossed her face as she tried to place the home branch of the visiting non-Looper by reviewing Hub Loop backups. The person in front of her was decidedly too small to be an incarnation of Gozer...
"Thanks...for saving me." Sayori stammered out.
Shrugging, Marshmallow Chibi pulled the helmet from their head and handed it to her alongside the keys to the motorcycle.
Sayori staggered to the bed and half-sat, half-collapsed, avoiding the worst of the scattered debris. She eyed the helmet and the very out of place motorcycle - both of which, she only now noticed, were the same shade of pink as her hair at full vibrancy. "Er...thanks for the gifts too? They're very pretty."
Marshmallow Chibi beamed in happiness as the two leads of the Literature Club shared a very confused glance.
35.3 - Sayo-yori, by Awesomedude17
Many, many iterations ago
Sayori played with a yoyo and saw it as herself. An object with ups and downs built into its very design.
She honestly could say it was her favorite toy of all time.
Not so many iterations ago
Sayori practiced tricks with her yoyo and had gotten pretty good at some of the basic stuff. Still, she wanted to push the envelope and prove her skills for all to see.
She tried to swing it over her shoulder.
The others were quick to notice her frantic slamming of the desk as the yoyo was wrapped around her neck in a constricting manner.
Now
Sayori was reading a book she recently picked up called The Colour of Magic that she got engrossed in. She knew for a fact that she'd have to meet this Rincewind someday.
And then a drugged up Yuri smashed through the door, with Natsuki screaming as she flew by. With a deft flick of her wrist, she brought out a yoyo and spun it impeccably fast before swinging upwards, grinding the object against Yuri's temple, knocking her out.
"Gee, thanks. I'm gonna need to have a chat with Tzeentch later for deciding to try that on Yuri." Natsuki rubbed her sore head.
"Mmm hmm." Sayori nodded before Monika ran in, wondering what just happened.
35.4 - Anxious Thoughts, by BlackOmochao
(DDLC)/(Gurumin: A Monstrous Adventure)
Puku Awoke to find himself in unfamiliar surroundings, and in an unfamiliar body…
Glancing around at the somewhat messy room, and then at his pale skinned hand, the Looping monster-kid-turned-human-kid hummed, before staring up at the ceiling, 'So…this is one of those changes Parin mentioned could happen…'
"Puku! Are you up yet!? It's time for school!" the voice of a woman called from outside the bedroom door.
Puku's memories told him this was his mother, for this Loop at least, and that he did indeed have school.
A tired sigh escaped the green-haired boy's mouth, before he called back, "Yeah, I'm up! I'll be right down!"
Puku was in an almost dream-like state as he walked through the crowds of human teenagers, bustling about in their daily school lives, the Looping monster wasn't sure how to feel about this current repositioning of his place in the world, or all the differences he was seeing from his base world.
'Is this one of those 'Fused Loops?'' the Looper thought to himself, glancing from the plaster walls of the school's halls, to the plastic sliding doors that led to the classrooms; he noted all the strange looks the humans were sporting, and how they paid so little attention to everything going on around them, in favor of their own little bubbles of reality.
'Not like I have any right to criticize anyone in that aspect,' Puku grit his teeth, recalling his Baseline actions, and how he had almost doomed everyone in his blind pursuit of revenge, 'How could Parin just forgive me so readily? How can she still consider me her friend after all that I did…?'
This wasn't the first-time thoughts of doubt had pulsed through the monster-boy's head, and it likely wouldn't be the last. No matter how many times his Anchor assured him of how she genuinely considered him her friend, he still couldn't get rid of that lingering doubt that she was hiding at least some bits of resentment towards him…
"Hey, watch where you're going!"
"Oh…" Puku snapped himself out of his trance, seeing the boy had bumped into, "I… sorry."
"Ug, whatever; just watch it next time!" the boy scoffed, before walking away with, Puku presumed, his friends.
'I shouldn't get so lost in thought…' the green-head internally scolded himself, rubbing the back of his neck anxiously, before he glanced towards the clock on the wall, and sighed, 'Also; I really need to get to class.'
Going to class had been, to Puku at least, a rather uneventful experience; he had spent most of his classes dwelling over his own thoughts once more, and none of his teachers seemed to notice, or possibly care, enough to call him on it.
Also, as his memories told him; Parin was one of his classmates, and his 'best friend,' but she, unfortunately, was not Awake, so he could not attempt speaking to her about any of the thoughts pulsing through his head.
Not that he was sure he would, even if she was Awake…
Class was now over, and the Looper was planning to just head back to his 'home,' and possibly just try to sleep through the rest of this Loop so he could get back to his real home faster, though his unAwake friend had other plans.
"Come on, Puku!" Parin urged as she pulled her friend along through the halls, "You promised you'd join my club!"
"Fine, I'm coming!" the green-haired boy relented as the orange-haired girl continued to pull him, "You can release my hand, I won't run away!"
"Not buying it!"
Puku released what felt like his hundredth sigh today and allowed his unAwake Anchor to continue pulling him along.
Eventually the pulling came to a stop, and Puku found himself looking at a door, leading to one of the many clubrooms, "Literature Club…?"
"What, no!" Parin quickly protested, pulling Puku one door further down, "We're in the Monster Hunter club! We search for evidence of fantastical beasts! Not read boring stories!"
Puku stared blankly at the girl, thinking to himself on the irony of Parin leading a 'Monster Hunter club,' and wanting him to be part of it…
"Hey, I heard that!" a short pink-haired girl growled, having come out of the Literature Club's door, "Did you just call our Literature Club boring!?"
Parin ignored the yelling girl, opening the door to her own club, "Come on, Puku, let's discuss your joining of the club inside."
"Hey, don't ignore me!" the pink-haired girl raged, flailing her arms around.
'This Parin seems a bit more…obnoxious, than the one I know,' Puku couldn't help but think to himself, before he noticed another girl had stepped out from the Literature Club's door; a taller, brunette girl, a ponytail in her hair, and green eyes, looking towards him…
Puku blinked as he looked back towards the girl…before he released a Ping.
The girl's green eyes blinked, before Puku got a Ping back.
The two continued to stare at each other for a few moments.
"Puku, come on!" Parin suddenly interrupted, grabbing the boy's arm, and sending a glare the, apparently, Looping girl's way, "That's Monika, one of the biggest snobs in this school, you don't want to associate with her!"
"What was that!? You did not just insult our club president!" the pink-haired girl shouted with outrage.
"Natsuki, it's fine," Monika put a hand on the pink-haired girl's shoulder, calming her down a bit, before leading her back into their clubroom, sparing Puku one last glance.
Puku kept looking back unsurely, before he was dragged into the clubroom, where he would be met with Parin rambling about how much she hated those 'Literature Club snobs' instead of anything about 'Monster Hunting.'
He really hoped either Parin would Wake up soon, or the Loop would end soon.
Though, he would like a chance to maybe talk with that Monika girl before then, if to just speak to another Looper…
35.5 - Snake Time Travel, by Awesomedude17
(DDLC)/(Rick and Morty)/(Metal Gear)
"So basically, that's what happened in the latest expansion?" Monika inquired as she sipped her peppermint mocha enjoying the rare time she went through Christmas.
"More or less." Rick replied, sipping from his flask.
"Well, I suppose your daughters will be doing their own thing once they Loop." Monika replied with air quotes on daughters.
"Wait, daughters?" Morty asked as he came in.
"Oh geez. Now I gotta explain what that's about. Thanks Monika."
Monika would've shrugged if it weren't for Solidus Snake appearing out of nowhere with dual blades in hands.
"What the-"
And then Solid Snake appeared in between the two.
"Stay behind me if you want to live. Something tells me you screwed with the space time continuum."
And then Liquid Snake appeared, and then multiple copies of the same three appeared en masse.
"Morty!" Rick shouted.
"I-uh... I-"
"You painted a target on our backs by giving those Snakes a figure to unite against. This wouldn't have happened if you stayed in the fucking car!"
Monika judo flipped a copy of Solidus right before stomping her heel on his back. "So what now?"
"We go to Snake Planet and hope time travel's possible so we can fuck up time travel even worse so those testicle cops fix this shit."
"And if it isn't?"
"I dunno... our future selves do it for us, or something?" Morty replied.
"Let's just go, and stay in the fucking car until we're nice and ready to get out." Rick shouted as the three rushed to the car.
The three shot up the Snake scientists and looked over the time machine.
"Damn it! It's not finished. Do you know how hard it is to use Snake math, Morty?"
"Ge-ne-tics..." One copy of Liquid Snake said before Morty shot him in the head.
Afterwards, future Rick, Morty and Monika came into with crude snake outfits and time travel bracelets.
"Here you go. Stay in the car, Morty." Future Monika said.
"What's with the arm sling?" Past Monika noted.
"Solidus Snake struck it with a bokken." Future Monika clenched her non-broken arm.
"Hey what happened to your eye?" Past Morty asked.
"Man, fuck you." Future Morty replied.
"Wow! Rude!"
"Morty, shut the fuck up and put these on." Past Rick said.
The various Snakes were in open fist fights and gun fights. Summer and Beth were shooting up every Snake imaginable, regardless of friend and foe.
Rick, Morty and Monika entered the scene, and as soon as Monika got out, she got hit in the arm by Solidus holding a bokken. Just as her future self said, her arm got broken by the strike.
"Okay, I'm done with anything involving Metal Gears." Monika said as she kicked Solidus in the face.
And then all the Snakes still alive froze up and shouted in pain before fading away.
"Well, that's done thanks to the testicle cops." Monika said. "I'm gonna splint up my arm and put it in a sling now." Monika said as she walked to the garage.
Once Monika nursed her broken arm, she saw Rick and Morty come into the garage, holding snake skins and some parts.
"So your future selves came in with future me to tell you to go back in time, didn't they?"
"Yep," Rick replied.
"Alright. I will say this. I officially am done with Snake; Solid, Liquid or Solidus."
"Yeah yeah. Merry fucking Christmas, Monika."
35.6 - "Tea Time", by Venku
(DDLC)/(Persona 4)
Sayori Awoke. Gathering her thoughts, the first thing she did was to send a Ping. Deep meditative breaths to help center herself were started while she awaited for a response. Five responses greeted her inquiry. One eyebrow was lifted as she paused. "Guest loopers," she mused before slowly leaving the house.
Not seeing MC outside waiting for her was different but not worrying. "Variant Loop," she replied with a pause, pulling an apple out of her backpack. Nothing else was thought of as she picked out a book from her Pocket and began to read while on her way to school. It was one of the treatises Twilight did concerning Magic and the Multiverse and there were some things which were confusing.
Entering the club room to see who else was there, she paused as she heard whispers inside.
"Aw. C'mon Naoto! They have a cooking stove here. Surely they wouldn't mind if I whipped up a batch of cookies!" she heard a male voice speak.
"Kanji-kun! We're guests here in this Branch," a woman with a rich alto responded. "Shouldn't we wait until we see whom the local Anchor is?"
"Anchor?" the man added with a bit of a small grunt. "Pfft. Fine. Whatever. Freakin' bullshit though because the stove is just TOO CUTE…"
At that bit Sayori opened the door and paused as she looked at the two who spoke. Apparently the person who was supposed to replace MC this loop was a taller man with dark black hair. Broad shouldered with a well defined physique, he wore the uniform jacket draped over his shoulder.
Standing next to him was a smaller woman dressed in a two piece suit. Her close cropped hair barely extended past her shoulders, and framed her face. Though the suit was something one of the male teachers would be wearing, her body was definitely not male. Internally Sayori sighed as she hoped Natsuki wouldn't be jealous of this person.
"Hi!" Sayori greeted the two visitors. Instantly the Face of the Literature Club smiled as she looked at both of them. "I can tell by your speech that time may be a bit off for you. Am I correct?"
"Uh...uh yeah." the man replied as he dropped the jacket and began to speak. "It seems like..ah hell. Yeah we're Loopers as well"
The other woman, this Naoto, sighed as she looked back at Sayori. "My apologies. Normally we'd have a different passcode used in case we're in our baseline loop"
"Right. But c'mon. She just outed herself too!" Kanji griped as he paused for a moment. "Alright. Damn that seems like something a "Moronji" as Rise-san would say huh." His next words caused Naoto to facepalm. Looking upward at the tree, he replied "Hey you stupid tree! I don't like being forcibly reminded I was a dumbass! Got it?"
Sayori laughed with Kanji's response. "It's ok. We're used to variants as well. One of ours is usually the victim of variant loops" she added. Clearing her throat, she added "I am Sayori of the Looping Literature Club. Our anchor as well as the other members will be arriving soon, if you want to hold off on introductions?" The two visitors nodded her head. She paused as she addressed this 'Kanji'. "And your friend's right. Monika, Yuri or I wouldn't care if you used the stove to bake. In fact..." her stomach growled at the thought. "But our fourth member might beat you on the head repeatedly with her Bakabane."
Sayori, while personally thinking that Natsuki's kanabo name was cute, had seen her utilize the weapon numerous times. For the sake of politeness to the new visitors, the Vice President of the Looping Literature club figured one warning might be sufficient. Anything else would be at the hands of their resident baker.
Kanji's sheepish response as well as Naoto's laugh let her know the implied warning and greeting were well received.
To Kanji's benefit, when Natsuki arrived she didn't immediately smack him on the head for messing with her stove. She did, however, glare and mutter at him while checking to be sure it still was at the right settings.
When she was satisfied the "idiot" didn't mess with her stove, Natsuki joined the others around a small table. Yuri had already broken open one of her reserve tea stashes from when she visited Iroh in a Loop and was already pouring tea into six separate cups. Sayori was idly doodling on a notepad while Monika was engaged in chatter with the blue haired woman.
Once Natsuki sat down, the blue haired woman cleared her throat. "I do apologize," she began softly. "But if this is the same Looping Literature club I heard about…" and at this the four Dokis lifted their eyebrows as Naoto turned her gaze to Sayori. "...is your animosity with those of my Branch related to the Kirijo group or everyone from Amala?"
"Oh yeah!" Kanji chimed in, removing the glasses from his nose. "It's a big deal with the Anchor even letting us know when he checks on us that..." and Kanji cleared his throat. "If you ever meet the Peach haired one, do give a better impression than Kirijo-san's initial."
Sayori's ears turned red for a moment as she idly touched her fingertips together and went "Ehhehhe." Meanwhile Monika just idly sipped her cup of tea while Yuri and Natsuki witnessed the exchange.
After some time passed, Sayori responded. "That depends. Do you utilize your same powers as that..." she paused, looking for the right words.
Naoto's eyes widened for a moment as she bowed in a formal apology. "Ah! It makes sense now…"
"I'm con-OOF..." Kanji began before Naoto elbowed him. She took over the response as she addressed Sayori. "Our Senpai, the one who is the leader in our Baseline, utilizes his powers by smashing a representation of the Tarot card. Another group utilizes the same ability by ripping a proverbial mask off their face. Two other groups just crush their fist in a gripping motion. Only the Kirijo Group utilizes the method which you find deplorable due to your Baseline, I assume?" she finished.
With a small nod of agreement from Sayori, Naoto continued. "Then please accept my apology for my brusqueness and rudeness. I will relay back to our Anchor the reason for your display of pique."
"What did you do, Sayori?" Monika whispered as the two visitors conferred for a moment.
"A lady has to have some secrets...heh. But this..." Sayori shrugged. "If they're not all like that branch..." Monika paled slightly as she looked at her second's eyes. The golden tinge against the irises began to slowly fade.
After that brief interlude, the remaining introductions went rather smoothly. Even though Naoto and Kanji were still slightly nervous around Sayori, the intermediate group were having a relatively civil discussion.
"I have to ask" Monika commented as she took a sip of her tea. "This is the first time I think I've ran into anyone from Amala. What is your baseline like?"
"That depends." Naoto responded. She nodded to Kanji. "For our baseline we investigate a serial killer that throws people into the TV."
"Excuse me, you said throw into the TV?" Yuri asked. While the group was still getting a generalized feel for each other she had pulled out some needlework and thread. A new hobby she had picked up when she last visited the Hellsing manor, surprisingly at the encouragement of Alucard. What surprised her even more was that Kanji had his own supplies. Yuri, Kanji and Natsuki were currently in a three man group, working on needlepoint and cross stitch.
"Uh huh!" Kanji commented. "See from what Senpai...that's Yu Narukami. Sometimes he's called Souji. Great guy. About my height with close cropped hair. Anyway what Senpai said is that the TV is like a gateway or some shit between our world and the Midnight Channel. Uhh..." he paused as he cursed after stabbing his finger. "Naoto, what did those Phantom Thieves call the Midnight Channel?"
"Gateway to the collective unconscious. Don't worry, I'll take over." Naoto responded affectionately. Taking a sip of her own tea, Naoto continued. "This Midnight Channel, which manifests as Mementos, Monad Mandala and other places in our Baseline connects the collective unconscious with the sea of souls. Does anyone here know of the Sea of Souls or that reference?"
Yuri nodded her head. "I've...heard of the phenomenon. A man who is like a father to me went to school to study psychology. One of the leading theories when he was in school is that according to Jung that there are components to a person. Their ego, or sense of identity. A personal unconscious which will shape that person and is an exchange from their experience and the collective unconscious stimuli which shapes." She took a small sip of her tea, biting back the fact Alucard referenced it as a load of bunk.
Naoto nodded her head. "A Persona, or a mask that they adapt to deal with the stimuli which they face, is when someone manages to suborn their will and realize that they have to overcome their base nature. Shadows are when a person gives rise to their base nature. Our baseline..." she paused for a moment. "Amala has two separate facets. One branch is where Mankind is always under battle from external forces. Angels and demons would use the souls of man as their army."
"But apparently..." Kanji interjected. "Our baseline, the other part of Amala, started off when the two assholes who would have pushed this battle got their asses kicked! So instead of this apocalyptic crap we just gotta deal with murders, death cultists and other rude people!"
Natsuki blinked. "Death cultists?" she asked.
"Oh yeah! That!" and Kanji nodded his head to Sayori. "The Kirijo group had to deal with death cultists which were trying to bring about the end of the world. Their field leader wound up in Baseline becoming a great... Naoto, what was the word?"
"Great Seal." Naoto replied as she watched the interaction.
"Oh yeah. Great Seal. While I can get where it might be offensive..." Kanji paused for a moment as he took a sip of tea. "There's this one girl which had some major issues with depression in her Baseline, and as a Phantom Thief, her and Okumura-san may share your views, Sayori, but depending on the exact nature of the threat..gotta fight fire with fire, y'know?"
"Doesn't excuse it but...I'll accept she had her reasons." Sayori remarked idly. There was something else which was troubling her. "Let's say that Kirijo did her..." she growled. "Her crap. How did you and the other group deal with and get this...Persona?"
"That's...a long story." Naoto replied meekly.
"We've got time," Monika replied.
"I see." Monika sighed as Naoto and Kanji explained their 'Awakening' process. "So you had to face personal truths about yourself that you rather others didn't see. And the..." she checked her notes. "Phantom Thieves had to be forced into a position where they either had to rebel against an authority or be killed.
Kanji nodded his head. He was holding the string that Natsuki was using to knit while they were amicably talking. Surprising both the Amala looper and the Dokis, Natsuki and Kanji were chatting almost as if they were family. Save for the occasional remarks from the tsundere and the hothead, they both found something they could bond over: Cuteness. Kanji had already gifted Natsuki some of the handmade finger puppets he had in his Pocket and Natsuki shared one of her cupcake recipes.
"Yeah that's right," he replied to Monika's question. "Our Anchor...that long nose fellow..."
"Igor." Naoto corrected. She and Yuri were in a separate discussion over the benefits of revolvers, pistols and blades.
"Igor then. And what's with that name huh?" Kanji groused. "Anyway, Igor theorized that separate people required different catalysts to awaken and deal with their Ego. But the Ego had to be dealt with or..." he waved his hand. Unfortunately it interrupted the yarn Natsuki was using, causing her to miss a stitch.
"Watch it dummy!" Natsuki snapped.
"Watch it yourself, you pink haired cat!" Kanji replied. This met with a low warning growl from Natsuki and a small sigh from Naoto. "Kanji-kun..." the woman replied softly. "Remember that Koromaru-san and Morgana had to get downright physical with you."
"Aww...Naoto! I can't help it! She's a bottle of badass adorable!"
This phrase mollified Natsuki some, though her cheeks turned pink. "Keep it up and I'll wanna see your Persona buddy!"
"Sounds...obscene..." Yuri murmured languidly.
Monika sighed. "If you two are going to do that, do it in our Holodeck." she muttered. Turning to Naoto for a moment longer, she smiled. "Regardless. Welcome to the Looping Literature Club. Our baseline is more or less poetry writing…"
"...with a bad dating simulator underneath." Yuri grumbled.
Monika cleared her throat. "Right. Regardless since you're our guests here we can..work on the poetry if you like?"
Naoto nodded her head. The others had picked up that Kanji acted as the beast, or the brawn to Naoto's beauty, or brains. When queried earlier, she commented that save for variants both Kanji and Naoto spent their quality time together. "That sounds...fine. I'll have to say Kanji might not be the best..."
"...that's ok" Sayori interrupted. "Your friend looped into the main character of our baseline. It's..." she paused. "A difficult story on that but I can share if you'd come with me for a moment? And no, Monika... it's a personal question." she addressed the last bit to Monika who looked a bit confused.
"Yeah. Before we continue this, I do believe I have some questions for Kanji as well…" Yuri commented. The purple haired beauty went to where Natsuki and Kanji were bickering, while Sayori and Naoto disappeared to a side room for the moment.
Monika sighed. "I will not pry..." she muttered, while thinking this might be an interesting loop regardless.
35.7 - "Mystery Food X / It's Cooking Time!", by Venku
(DDLC)/(Persona)
"Are you sure you know what you're doing?"
The person who spoke normally would not seem out of place in the classroom setting. A rather small woman of average build, her schoolgirl uniform was of a dark black with the emblem over the right breast and knee-length skirt. In fact, the only thing which might seem out of the ordinary was her close-cropped blue hair.
She was no ordinary student, however. She was Fuuka Yamagishi, Support Staff for the S.E.E.S. Looper of the Amala branch.
And she was talking to three other Loopers.
"Of course!" one of the other Loopers spoke. This woman was of average height, only slightly taller than Fuuka. With closed cropped brown hair and wearing a bright green sweater over her uniform, Chie Satonaka was mixing ingredients into a large bowl. "We make this food all the time for the others, isn't that right, Yukiko?"
"Mmhm" the woman standing next to her confirmed. From the same area as Chie, Yukiko Amagi was garbed in her typical schoolgirl ensemble. A bright red top fitting well against her frame, as well as the black hose and schooling skirt. "You have to make the food with love, right Chie?"
"Right Yukiko!" Chie responded. The pot on the stove simmered and was making itself into a dark amber color as Chie was adding mocha coffee and instant coffee to the grounds. "What else goes into curry?"
"Oh I got it!" The last member of this quartet was of average height. Although she was more proportionate in build than the others, her schoolgirl fuku did it's best to hide the frame. Dark black blouse, ankle-length skirt, and a yellow bandana were Rise Kujikawa's preference when it came to clothing. Her auburn hair was pulled into a ponytail as she added. "Be sure you add the flour for the roux. And the seasonings! Gives it the spice of life!"
The seasonings, the roux, and the other flavors went into the bubbling pot on the stove. Enjoying the group camaraderie while this pot was cooking, none of the four Loopers were aware of the pending disaster.
Natsuki Awoke and sent out a Ping, as part and parcel of her standard response when awakening. While accessing her loop memories, and internally sighing when she realized it was a standard loop, she paused. Seven responses. "This should be interesting," the resident Tsundere of the Looping Literature Club replied.
Approaching the Club Room, which was the unofficial nexus for the Literature Club, she paused. There was a strange, offensive odor in the air. "Aw if the Tree is making a Ratsuki pun or a garbage pun I'mma just go read," she growled. Her speed picked up, intending to find and hopefully remove the source of the odor.
BOOM!
The reverberating shockwaves almost threw Natsuki off of her feet as the door to the club blew off its hinges. This caused the Doki to run inside. Already wondering if there was a violent Looper which would explain her multiple pings, she had already shifted into a fighting stance.
Instead of finding enemies she could pummel, all she could see was what looked like brown goop sprayed everywhere. The walls were coated with the sludge, the windows, and most telling of all were the four others standing there coated with the sludge.
"I thought you said you knew what you were doing?" the shortest of the girls wailed. Natsuki only noted that the woman's hair was blue. About the only thing she noted as she was just standing there, mouth agape at the carnage.
"Wait wait" the woman in the now muddy red top interrupted. "We're those who are adrif.."
"SAVE IT!" Natsuki barked as the four other women froze. "JUST SAVE IT. You...you destroyed the stove! What were you making?"
"...curry?" the auburn haired woman commented. "We...just thought it'd be a nice gesture."
Natsuki heard no more. Though she was quite annoyed with the scene before her, it took her a few moments before she could even respond.
Before she would continue, there was a small whisper as she asked a question. "Are you all loopy?" Natsuki asked, her voice calm.
Seeing the other four women nod, the resident tsundere spoke in a quiet whisper. "Alright. I really don't care what or how you do it but do try to clean up hm?" she replied before disappearing outside. "I need to gather myself, then we're going to have some lessons. I don't know what you thought you were doing, and I don't care what your plans were. When you destroyed my kitchen, you automatically signed up for my cooking lessons." And with that, Natsuki left the room, leaving the other Amala branch members with wide eyes and stained clothes.
Some time had passed as Natsuki walked back in. The room was making progress as each of the others were doing their best to clean up. Their outfits having been cleaned, Rise and Fuuka were working on scrubbing the walls while Chie was working on the ceiling. Yukiko had her hair in a bun, and was busy scrubbing the floors clean.
Recognizing one of their uniforms, Natsuki paused. "Amala branch loopers?" Receiving a confirmation nod, Natsuki continued as she moved most of the tables to the side. "Already know of your Persona ability. Naoto and Kanji were already here before and let us know." A small shake of her head. "But they didn't say how bad you all were at cooking." Ignoring the looks of hurt feelings, Natsuki made four separate stations with a table and a portable burner on each. "Alright. We're going to have Fun now" she added, facing each of the others with a toothy grin.
Fuuka gulped nervously.
"Do we even know what's going on?" Sayori asked as she and Monika had Awakened elsewhere and had felt the shockwave.
"No clue. The code showed damage from the club room but that's it." Monika replied as she opened the door. After not moving, Sayori gently nudged her friend before looking over her shoulder, curious as to what's inside.
The club apparently had all the tables moved to the side and four cooking stations were installed. At each station was a pot and an assortment of fresh vegetables. Each station was manned with a cook who was stirring contents in a pot, their gaze focused upon what was going in it.
Walking between them was Natsuki. The pink haired one had a hat on her head and a chef's apron on, both feminine and both practical.
"Listen up!" she growled as she walked between each woman. "I don't care what you called that crap you were making when I came in here. Don't care if your idiots in baseline can eat it. When you're in my kitchen, you're going to cook something passable. We're going to do this and do this until it's right!" When a loud hissing sound was heard behind her, Natsuki turned her head to the offender. "Satonaka! What did I say about adding Mocha to your curry?"
One of the loopers, the woman with short brown hair let loose a yelp when Natsuki turned on her. "Uh...not to?" Chie Satonaka responded in a meek voice.
"Then why are you adding it?" Natsuki asked.
"Because I like..." the other woman began.
"WRONG! Honestly it's like talking to a brick wall here" Natsuki added in a bit of a huff. Sweeping her arm out to where there was a giant disposal pain, she added. "Dispose of the curry and start again!" She interrupted Chie's attempted rebuttal with a promise. "Empty the curry or spend this Loop running around the school nonstop."
Wisely, Chie said nothing as she emptied her prior cooking project. Nodding her head, Natsuki went to one of the other pots, this one in front of Fuuka.
"Very good Fuuka" Natsuki responded with a calm tone. "See what I said about being mindful of the spices? It's like computer programming. You've got to be sure your source code isn't corrupted."
This comment caused the other woman, this Fuuka to beam. "Thanks Natsuki!"
Rise and Yukiko were collaborating on their collective cooking and heard what Natsuki mentioned. "But I thought that spices just added flavor?" Rise asked, a bit confused.
"Honestly and you call yourself an Idol" Natsuki replied in a bit of an irritated voice. "You tell me you go to rehearsal and just butcher the lyrics without memorizing it?"
The exchange continued with none of the room's occupants having noticed Monika or Sayori. "Let's come back later.." Monika commented to Sayori who nodded her head. "I'd hate to interrupt what might be a good start."
Quietly, as Yuri had not arrived yet, both ladies closed the door and turned around. "I'll spend some time with Yuri," Sayori replied as she went off in one direction. "Stay nearby in case Natsuki is wondering where everyone's at?" Monika nodded her head in agreement as Sayori disappeared.
"Well, this loop should be interesting at least. Hopefully it'll taste good" Monika commented as she went into her room.
35.8 - This Was a Long Time Ago but…, by Awesomedude17
(DDLC)/(Super Mario Bros.)
Bowser looked at the 17 page document in abject confusion, and groaned once he got to the Super Crown.
"Ladies, I stopped caring about that stupid crown a long time ago. It's basically dead now. Old news."
"Yeah, but we still suffered for it because you became mainstream sexy." Natsuki replied.
"Look, I don't wanna argue about this and I'm sure you don't either, so how about I offer some moves that you could use, given you're oozing tsundere energy, and you I'll offer you...I dunno..."
"Something that doesn't remind me of Bowsette, thank you very much."
Bowser scratched his chin before snapping his fingers. "How about some beach pics of this handsome body?"
Monika snapped her fingers and then Natsuki slapped Bowser. Monika then pointed at Bowser.
"No! None of that! Shame on you!"
"Alright, fine. I think I got some spare power armor that you can use. It's in my handsome-"
"Finish that sentence and I'll find a Super Crown and use it on you."
Bowser huffed, but nonetheless agreed to not push it.
Still, figuring out what to give to Monika was really hard for the Koopa King. It just was.
35.9 - Life Sometimes Derps, by Awesomedude17
"I'm serious. Surgical steel. Never needs sharpening. Both of those are buzzword phrases that mean the knife's utterly worthless." Yuri said.
"Yeah, but they're cheap," said the walrus in the top hat.
"Oh, they're cheap then, and then they break and you replace them and they break and suddenly, it's cheaper to go with the decent knife. Trust a girl who's handled a good chef's knife before, you will regret this purchase."
"Who are you talking to Yuri?" Sayori asked.
"The walrus in the top hat over there."
Sayori looked at the empty space, and then the strips of paper on the table.
"You're that bored that you decided to try acid, didn't you?"
"Sayori, I had to be with Barney the Dinosaur recently thanks to...you know."
"Oh...right then..." Sayori faux coughed uncomfortably.
"This isn't a healthy way to cope, Yuri. You know that, right?" Said the walrus in the top hat.
"Quiet, walrus. You're not even real."
"My point exactly."
35.10 - Where Natsuki Gets A Break (For Now...), by dancingRibbons
Monika tramped—or rather, scuttled into the clubroom, currently an arthropod. "I see why you don't like these loops, Nats."
Natsuki snickered. "So, you're Prawnika this loop?" She slid over to her baking area. "I'm a snail! With a pretty pink shell with icing swirls! But still rather fast and I don't think I leave any of the slime that most snails do. "
Monika—or Prawnika—sighed. "Because I'm cleaning it up after you." She then grinned. "And while doing that I peeked into the code and saw what your current name is. It's good."
"Really? Tell me! Tell me, you fucking genius!"
The two were interrupted by Sayori slamming her hands on the desk next to Monika.
"Mon, can you fix this, please?" The vice president of the Literature Club's voice sounded oily. Grease dripped down her shoulders and uniform.
"The heck? Did you take a bath in a McDonalds deep fryer?" Natsuki asked, while holding in her giggles.
"So...you're Mayori this loop, Sayori?" Monika waved her hand and spawned an anti-oil brush, which she used to start combing Sayori's blond, shiny hair—or rather, Sayori's never-ending waterfall of mayo sauce. Said mayo sauce proceeded to get on Monika's hands and uniform. "Oh. This actually might be a problem."
"You think this is a problem? I can't even feel my hair and it's weird! I even tried to cut it at home but it comes back!" The VP sighed, taking the brush, but flinched. "Wait. You're a lobster. Why are you a lobster?"
"Prawn!" Monika jokingly snapped. "And I'll fix this, but first…where's Yuri and is she affected?"
Right on cue, the door to the club slammed open and disintegrated into sawdust and splinters, followed by a foot, connected to a familiar purple-haired schoolgirl—who looked normal, but had red-and-white marbled skin.
"Yuri?" Natsuki goggled. "Did you become a Majin too?"
"Two things: first, I'm Wagyuri this loop! Second, I am not a Majin." Yuri plopped down into a seat. The seat broke. "Whoops. Also, I'm stupidly strong. Hope this carries over. Wanna train later Nats?"
"Huh?" Natsuki glanced up, then processed the question. "Sure, why not. Just don't break me." she replied, then returned to being deep in thought.
Monika waved her hand again and fixed the seat. "Not to worry, not to worry..." Hm. Where was the MC...?
"Sayori, where's MC?" She asked.
"Uh...this loop, his name's Mac Cheese, and he's in the anime club. I couldn't convince him this time round." Sayori sighed.
Then everyone jumped several feet in the air as Natsuki jumped onto the table. "I know what the pun is!"
"...what is it?" Sayori asked, lowering her lightsaber.
"It's...it's...it's Escargotski!" Natsuki began to laugh and pound the table at the same time, rolling over onto her side.
As the dawning realization swept over Sayori and Yuri, they joined in on the laughter, and Natsuki punched the air. "Yes! Yes! Finally, a pun loop where it's a fucking GOOD pun! You hear me, Tree!? Thank you! No more shitty Nat puns!"
The next loop...
Caratsuki grumbled in her spot on Yuri's neck. She was, after all, currently a pink diamond on a leather choker. At least it was a tasteful one that matched her wearer's ensemble.
Monika and Sayori smiled, leaning down to look at her. "So, what have we learned?" Monika asked.
"Never tempt fate...and we will never speak of this again." The gem hissed.
"You look really cute as a diamond though..." Yuri mused.
"How is never speaking of this again mentioning it in the next fucking sentence, Yuri?!" Caratsuki tried to move, but she ended up vibrating in place angrily.
"Oh, by the way," Monika continued. "I picked up a French dictionary a while ago, and decided to have a read through yesterday."
"So?" The diamond snarled.
"Escargot is pronounced with a go at the end. Not a got."
Natsuki was silent for a moment.
"Well," she decided, "whenever Psyche comes to visit us next I'm probably going to interrogate her on why Yggradsil really loves taking the mickey out of me. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to try to vibrate to my room. And...probably stay there for the rest of the loop."
Stupid tree…
35.11 - Meme Enactment, by Boohoooo!
(DDLC)/(Borderlands)/(Wacky Races)/(Marvel Comics)/(Skylanders Academy)
A bunch of Loopers (and Deadpool) were huddled around a living room with a white board.
"Alright, everyone, before we go on this heist, we're gonna need codenames. I'm Eagle One. Yuri is Been There, Done That. Claptrap is Not in a Million Years." Natsuki began.
"Fuck you too, Natsuki." Claptrap pouted.
"Dastardly is I Think Monika Would Have Dibs." Natsuki continued.
"You end up tied up together ONCE..." Dastardly began before devolving into incomprehensible grumbling.
"Muttley is He's a Dog, You Sickos." Natsuki went on. Muttley did his signature laugh.
"Monika and Dastardly's friendship hasn't been established on screen yet." Deadpool mused, albeit a bit late.
"Deadpool is Slightly More Likely Than Claptrap." Natsuki nodded.
"Are you even legal?" Deadpool asked, earning him a painful Baka Punch.
"Kaos Is Hell No, Glumshanks is a Hard Maybe." Natsuki almost finished up.
"YOU DARE MOCK KAOSSSSS?!" Kaos roared.
"That's the farthest I've ever gotten." Glumshanks mused, reading Some Skylands Literature.
"And Sayori is... Eagle Two." Natsuki finished.
"Oh thank Admins." Sayori muttered.
"...Why are you all in my house?" Monika deadpanned, entering.
"We're planning a heist on The Fort Knox of Bakeries." Natsuki shrugged.
"..." Monika turned and left, not really surprised but also uncertain how to respond to that.
"HEY WAIT A MINUTE! THAT'S MY HOUSE!" Monika shouted a few minutes later, but she was already locked out.
35.12 - "Coffee and Curry", by Venku
(DDLC)/(Persona 5)
"Are you sure everything is going ok?" Sojiro asked. It was a lull between rushes and the man was checking in on his ward.
Ever since he was made aware of time stuck on repeat, there were certain traits which came out whenever Sojiro Sakura was 'Awake'. One of those traits was, as he always felt as the adopted parent of the group, looking after his daughter and her friends. He did not care that each of the kids which came into the shop were Phantom Thieves and dangerous in their own rights, nor that each were also aware of time being on repeat. They were still teenagers and in need of a strong parental figure, dammit!
"More or less." Akira replied as he was doing the dishes in the back of the coffee shop. It was a Saturday afternoon, and school was out for the day.
Out of those in this region, , only one of those was not responding as a looper. "I'm thinking we have a guest" Sojiro commented to Akira. "Would you mind telling me where everyone is?". With a small nod, Akira turned off the sink and faced the older gentleman.
"Haru stated she had a bad loop and needed to work off some issues." he began. Brewing a cup of coffee for both Sojiro and himself, he stopped the update to Sojiro until the Mocha Matari was finished. The cup was then offered to Sojiro, who nodded his approval. Enjoying the subtle spices and the blend of chocolate, Akira continued. "Her, Futaba, Ryuji and Morgana are handling any 'Palace' concerns up until the Big Bang Burger incident. Ann and Makoto are visiting Inaba and the group there with Shiho, and Yusuke is focusing more on his art this loop. Something about being the understudy of Hokusai a few loops ago. He had requested to be on standby this loop. We also made him promise not to lose track of time this Loop and eat" Akira added, forestalling Sojiro's next question.
"Hoo boy" Sojiro responded as he heard the recap. "It sounds like you all had a hell of a time. It does amaze me that you can stay so strong. Also makes me proud." he added. Even with time on standby, Akira at heart was a young man who did not receive as many compliments from most figures in this town. A small nod of thanks was given.
The door opened, interrupting their brewing discussion. In walked a young woman, standing slightly smaller than Futaba with short pink hair. Wearing the Shujin uniform and carrying a backpack over her shoulder, she looked around the room and saw it was near empty. Nodding her head once, she hopped on the nearby barstool.
"Can we help you, Miss..." Sojiro started.
"Natsuki." the woman responded.
"Alright Miss Natsuki." Sojiro replied. A small wave of his hand. "Welcome to LeBlanc. We have curry and coffee."
She wrinkled her nose for a moment before replying. "I suppose that I should give it a go. Some curry and.." she looked at the lists on the wall, a bit lost.
Sojiro interrupted. "New customer to coffee?" he asked. Seeing Natsuki's 'soso' response, he nodded. "I see. Here." as Sojiro brewed a cup and slid it over. "Guatemalan SHB. It's a medium cup with a rich citrus and chocolate taste."
Natsuki took a sip and nodded. "Not bad," she replied. "But..got any cream and sugar?"
Sojiro's left eye started twitching.
The twitching intensified with the amount of sugar and cream that Natsuki put into the cup before she nodded her head. Akira, watching this, decided to try something as he finished the fresh batch of curry on the stove. Honey was already added as the secret ingredient. When it came time for the spice, a pinch of cinnamon was thrown in with the other ingredients.
Pouring a ladle over a serving of rice, he slid it in front of Natsuki. "Try it," he encouraged. Ignoring the woman's glare, he watched as she took a bite. Then another. "Thish...ish...good!" Natsuki responded between mouthfuls as she devoured the plate.
"So what's this batch?" Sojiro asked. He saw her response to the food and he was a bit concerned for now.
"Some apples, honey, and cinnamon." Akira replied. He turned to Sojiro and nodded his head at the raised eyebrow. Like Sojiro, Akira had a few questions about their guest. Primarily, was she the proverbial "Guest" this Loop?
While Akira walked to the door, to flip the sign to close, Sojiro cleared his throat. "Young Lady" the man replied as he leaned forward on the counter. "If I asked you about a World Tree, what would your response be?"
"So what gave it away?" Natsuki asked as she confirmed she was looping. Akira had also confirmed he was a Persona user when she asked. Surprised with the knowledge, she explained how her base branch had some Amala loopers visiting.
"Other than the fact we were missing a looper when we pinged, we didn't know," Sojiro responded. "However my baseline self had government intelligence training and you were holding yourself back in a reserved matter. I was going to ask about your age but I had a feeling it'd be a bad Idea" Sojiro responded, emphasizing the last word.
"Yeah, it would have," Natsuki confirmed. She ordered another cup of the coffee and added a lot of cream and sugar, thus rendering Sojiro temporarily mute. Seeing Sojiro's response, she paused. "There a problem?"
"He's a coffee connoisseur," Akira replied. Dishing out another plate of curry, he took over the discussion. "Another of our baseline Loopers, Ryuji, drinks the same way you do and he always chides Ryuji about being a kid."
"That's because that much sugar is bad for you" Sojiro grumbled.
"It's too bitter though!" Natsuki responded. This had Sojiro grumble and Akira bark out another laugh.
"That's why I added those seasonings to your curry," he replied. At Natsuki's quizzical look, Akira elaborated. "The honey? Cinnamon? Things to enhance a natural sweetness."
"Yeah. Better than..." she paused. "Are you familiar with other Persona Loopers like yourselves..?" With Akira's confirmation, she nodded. "Fuuka, Chie, Rise and Yukiko came in recently and.."
"That was you?" Akira asked, surprised. Natsuki looked at him for a moment in confusion, as he began to elaborate. "Our Anchor keeps tabs of the knowledge that we gain as Loopers. Those of us with the ability to summon multiple Persona need to always 'expand' and meet new people. And he encourages others who can summon one to learn new skills to keep their Persona strong."
"So when they met with the Anchor..." Natsuki began.
"Right. Just as he's aware of another who had problems here" Akira paused. "Her name was Sayori, right?" With Natsuki's nod, he continued. "He's aware of how Sayori felt about Kirijo's group, and he did get Naoto's later message. He was also aware that you had helped the girls learn how to cook. So expect the Inaba crew if you ever go there to..."
"...shower me with affection. Got it. Well at least they'll know how awesome I am!" Natsuki struck a mock pose, which got a chuckle out of Akira. Natsuki continued. "I had a question about what's going on."
"Sorry to cut this short," Sojiro interrupted. He had disappeared to take a phone call and had just returned.
"Everything ok?" Akira asked.
"That was Futaba" Sojiro responded. "Apparently Haru sprained her ankle working on that project so they're calling it an early night. She's heading back to the house with Morgana, and both are pushing for sushi tonight." Sojiro snorted. "Got to open up soon. You need to clean the dishes and see Takemi in case Haru needs medical attention."
"I'm sorry to ask as this may be awkward," Natsuki interrupted. "But are you his son?"
"Baseline had me on probation in Tokyo for a year" Akira elaborated as he cleaned up her plate and cup, as well as the cooking pot. "Sojiro was my guardian. Didn't like me at first but I warmed up to him. That and.."
"He saved Futaba. Though not by biological daughter, she and I are like a family." Sojiro finished. He nodded his head to Akira. "Due to his baseline past he needed a person to act as a guardian here as well. He grew on me, so we act as if we're family. Sometimes the baseline has Futaba and him as a couple and then they really enjoy playing tricks on me," Sojiro clarified in a rueful manner.
Natsuki nodded. Hiding a smirk as she took a sip of her coffee, she asked "Are you seeing anyone?" of Akira.
"No"
"Interesting." Though she didn't take stock of Monika's romantic life like Sayori, she also wasn't blind. While she thought Akira's hair was a bit too unruly, she couldn't deny he had a sense of charm about him.
"Anyway, we're about to open up" Sojiro responded. "Any conversations about what you kids do needs to be kept clean."
"Got it" Akira responded. He slid a sheet of paper to Natsuki with his phone on top. "Boss's likely to ask later but, if you don't have a spot to go he knows some people. And if you have more questions about Persona, or meet the others."
"I'm set for this loop, thanks. However," Natsuki palmed the number. "I'll text you later, alright? I do have some questions, though if possible I'd rather not be fighting this loop."
Akira nodded.
Natsuki smirked. This would be an interesting Loop.
Compiler's Commentary:
35.1: Man, it sure would be awkward if Gokicha became a member of the Looping Literature Club someday. Yessir. whistles
35.2: Aww, what a useful little MC! So soft and squishy too~ ^_^
35.3: Yoooooo! Yoyoyoyoyoyoyoyoyoyoyo, YO-YO, YO!
35.4: Monster Hunting Club, eh? Keep an eye out for Rathalos I guess.
35.5: Psycho Mantis: "You…you like playing Doki Doki Literature Club, don't you?"
35.6: Oh hey, check out all this social linking going on…idk I don't Persona
35.7: Natsuki doesn't enjoy being mean to people, you have to understand, but she understands how effective pressure can be for crushing the souls of inferior vermin wait no that's not right.
35.8: Don't feel bad, Big B, I never know what to get Monika for our annivers-WAIT SHIT NO I DIDN'T SAY THAT OUT LOUD!
35.9: Apologies to anyone who actually has fond memories of Barney the Dinosaur, somehow, but I too would go to any lengths to make myself forget such a thing.
35.10: In which Natsuki tastes joy, only for it to turn into ash in her mouth. Snail-flavored ash. Oh, and WELCOME TO THE DOKI DOKI LITERATURE CLUB INFINITE LOOPS WRITING CLUB, DANCINGRIBBONS! They're going to be a big part of the next compilation chapter. Like, at least a quarter of it.
35.11: The mission was an unconditional success. No enemy confections survived. Collateral damage was minimal, but for a group that includes Natsuki and Deadpool, "minimal" collateral damage is still rather substantial.
35.12: I haven't suddenly become a Persona expert over the last six snips, so I'm still not sure what to say here…HEY LOOK OVER THERE IT'S A DISTRACTION oh wait it already left never mind. Well this is awkward.
ALSO, I'd like to give a very impassioned thank you, AND A FIRESTORM OF MANLY GRATITUDE, to WarioBarker on TVTropes for all his work on the DDLC Loops' TVTropes page. The page itself was created by our own Masterweaver, and worked on by our own Awesomedude17, Wookywok, and Zum1UDontNo, as well as a bwburke94, and even I have done a little editing despite my general lack of ability vis-a-vis Wiki editing, but by far and away the vast majority of the work (and most importantly, acknowledging my Lemony Narrator status) has been done by WarioBarker. So from me to you, WB, I see you, and I thank you.