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[Persona 3], [Persona 4]
(no title)
Authors: Half_Baked_Cat, wildrook
Status: REJECTED
Ryoji: So, girls dig guys who are willing to crossdress?
Junpei: Of course. They also dig yaoi, but that would prevent you from getting with the girls.
Ryoji: Ok. *Goes puts on a maid outfit*
One Hour Later:
Ryoji: *Surrounded by girls* I need to remember to thank Junpei for the advise.
Yosuke: Well, it worked for Narukami, for some odd reason.
Yu: That's what scares me.
[Persona 4], [JoJo's Bizarre Adventure – Diamond is Unbreakable]
Yu Narukami's Bizarre Adventure
Author: GioGio
Yu sighed as he cut down yet another Shadow, for what seemed like the billionth time (Which it probably was, relatively speaking). The rest of the Investigation Team was behind him, dealing with any Shadows that were coming from the sides. Yu pushed up his glasses a bit to keep them from falling from his nose.
It was a fairly standard Loop. If Yu didn't know any better, he would have just assumed that things were just playing out as normal once again, no glaring variations of Fusions.
"No, no, no! That's too average! Hardly deserving to be called a victory pose!"
Ah yes, there was the thing that made this loop different.
Rohan Kishibe then stormed towards him, paper and pens held in his left hand, before he got to Yu's face and said, "If I'm going to make my manga perfect, I MUST give my readers a sense of relief! That the heroes had finally pulled an epic victory from the jaws of defeat! Gah! I'll do it myself!"
Rohan then brought Yu's right arm, which held his katana, and lifted it before bending the wrist so that the blade would be pointing to the ground, he then lifted Yu's left hand and had it placed on top of his right hands palm.
"Dude!" Yosuke shouted, glaring at Rohan. "Don't criticize how we look when we beat up a Shadow! We're not just some freaking models for your manga!"
"Are you just upset Rohan-sensei's making you the quirky comic relief of Pink Dark Boy?" Yukiko asked, making Yosuke groan as Rohan began positioning Yu's head so that it was tilted towards the sky slightly.
"Yeah, I gotta admit, why do we let that jackass hang with us again?" Kanji asked while scratching the back of his head.
"Apparently, he's Senpai's friend." Naoto answered, observing Rohan continuing to position Yu into his desired pose. "Senpai must be really uncomfortable right now..."
"Sensei sure makes some strange friends..." Teddy muttered out quietly.
"You look awesome Narukami!" Chie shouted out words of encouragement, only for Yosuke to snort.
"You're just saying that because Rohan promised to make the chick based on you in his manga the main character..."
Yu sighed as his muscles ached while Rohan stood in front of him drawing on his papers and hearing Chie kick the crap out of Yosuke.
Josuke was seriously going to owe him one for this...
[Persona 4], [My Little Pony]
My Little Persona – part 1
Author: Gamerex27
Yu Narukami Awoke lying in bed. Something immediately felt off. For one thing, he felt much smaller than usual. He quickly thought that he might have Awoken earlier in his timeline in this particular variant.
He was partially correct: he certainly was younger this Loop. However, as he discovered when he tried to get out of bed, that wasn't the only thing that was different.
His shoulders refused to move the way he wanted them too. Grunting, he struggled to get up, waving his limbs vainly in an attempt to get his numb fingers to push himself up.
And, when he got a glimpse of his limbs, he understood why he couldn't feel his fingers. Because, at the time, he didn't have any. In place of his hand was a gray-furred hoof.
Great, the Seeker of Truth thought to himself. This must be Equestria, then.
He skimmed his Loop memories. Apparently, his name here was True Sight (still not as bad as the Sisterhood Complex Kingpin of Steel), and he was still in grade school; today was the first day. Looking behind him, he saw that he was covered front to back in a dishwasher gray coat. According to his memories, there was supposed to be a symbol on his flank called a "Cutie Mark" (he rolled his eyes at this), but he was too young to have one.
He sent out a Ping, and got back around a dozen responses. At least he wasn't alone this Loop (though, since Igor was the Anchor back home, he didn't have to worry about Lonely Loops like some other Loopers).
"True! You up in there!" That was immistakably Dojima's voice.
"Yeah," Yu said, in a voice that was too high-pitched for his liking. "I just need to grab my books, and I'll be on my way."
"Big bro!" said another voice, most definetly Nanako's. "Come eat breakfast! Your alfalfa browns are getting cold!"
Yes, this was going to be a strange Loop.
…
As Yu took his seat in class, he scanned the rest of the classroom. Several of the peo-ponies looked suspiciously familiar. One of them, wearing Naoto's hat, tipped her cap in their usual signal to tell if they were Awake-and, since she took it off afterwards, all of them were. Yu nodded in turn.
"Oh, great," said a voice behind him, "it's a whole herd of blank flanks. As if the three weren't enough."
Considering how his Loop Memories told him that the phrase was a derogatory term, Yu figured that this must be a bully. Turning his head, he saw a pink filly sneering at him, reminding him somewhat of King Moron from her attitude.
While the best way-in his experiences, at least-to deal with jerks was to ignore them, that didn't mean it was the only solution.
Hey, Bro, Yosuke (here called Second Wheel) said, using a private telepathy spell. I'm not looking forwards to spending a whole year with these girls. You want to stop them before they get started?
Sure, Yu replied. But I think we should let everyone else get a turn, too.
Damn right, we will, Kanji (or Steel Weaver this time) added. I want to shut these assholes down before they can get to anyone else.
Behind Yu, Yukiko snorted, desperately trying to hold in her laughter. Considering how nearly everything in this Loop was named after a horse pun of some kind, it was amazing that Yukiko was able to keep her cool for this long without breaking down into another laughing fit.
"That's a lot of books on your desk, blank flank," said another pony condescendingly. She glared at Yukiko, who gave no sign of noticing them.
Diamond Tiara bumped hooves with Silver Spoon, and sneered again. "Too bad you won't be needing them, since you don't even have a Cutie Mark for reading. Or anything. Your head's as blank as your own flank."
That as the final straw for the black pony: she collapsed into helpless laughter, sliding out of her seat and onto the ground.
Diamond and Silver instantly stopped laughing at her expense, and turned to stare at the other filly. "What's... so funny, blankie?" Diamond put on a half-hearted sneer, clearly thrown off of her game when Yukiko reacted in the exact opposite way she expected.
"P..p...Ponyville...heeee...Steamy Sanctuary...ho...blank...FLANK! AHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Yukiko beat her hooves on the ground, her eyes already starting to water up out of sheer mirth.
Diamond Tiara's mask of carefully constructed disdain shattered to pieces, replaced by a look of absolute horror. This blank flank was mocking her! "Stop that! Stop laughing at me!"
Yukiko payed her no heed, and she continued to literally roll around on the floor, laughing.
"STOP LAUGHING AT ME!" Her plans thoroughly dashed, Diamond Tiara screamed in frusturation, and stormed out of the classroom, followed by an equally annoyed Silver Spoon.
The room was silent, save for the teacher droning on and on about long division (it was amazing, Yu had thought many times over his countless Loops, how little teachers noticed what was going on in their own classrooms) and Yukiko's laughter. The sound of applause came from nowhere. Yu turned his gaze to see three fillies sitting together, clapping their hooves wildly. The Awake Cutie Mark Crusaders were very impressed.
…
The next day, the pair of disgruntled bullies decided to try again, this time with the gray-coated blank flank.
"You're staring at nothing an awful lot, aren't you?" Diamond Tiara hissed to Yu. He had been so busy fusing Personas in his mind (a trick he had learned from Igor not too long ago), he hadn't been paying attention to the lesson.
"Keep going," the bully continued, "I'm sure you'll get your Cutie Mark for being a brainless daydreamer soon enough. I'm sure it'll be on your flank annnny second now."
Now.
"So," Yu said slowly, without a trace of emotion of any kind, "you're staring at my flank, then."
The bully froze mid sentence. "What?"
"I'm flattered," he continued, "but I don't think flirting is allowed in school."
Diamond Tiara's face turned red, and Silver Spoon subtly scooted her seat away from her friend to avoid her incoming outburst. "H-How dare you! I wasn't-"
"Miss Cheerilee," Yu said, much louder than he usually spoke, "Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon are staring at my plot. It's making me uncomfortable."
Not even turning around, the Unawake teacher continued writing on her chalkboard. "Miss Tiara, Miss Spoon, could you please stay after class? I need to speak with you about your behavior as of late."
The bullies stuttered in rage and disdain, before finally falling silent and sulking in their seats.
They glared at Yu for the rest of the class. He didn't care at all.
[Nocturne], [Harry Potter]
Naoki vs. Umbridge: Who do YOU think wins?
Author: Gamerex27
Status: NON-CANON(?)
"You will write 'I shall not threaten to summon a horde of demons to raze the Ministry to the ground', one thousand times, Mr. Kashima. You should be thankful that your punishment is so light: if it were up to me, you would be out of this school in a heartbeat."
Naoki Kashima, the school's Japanese transfer into Slytherin house, grumbled in reply. Okay, maybe he had overreacted to this bitch of a teacher refusing to actually teach magic (which he was always up for learning, as the next power-up could always be the key that got his friends Looping). But, to be fair, she had it coming: no Looper, not a single one, liked Umbridge.
Now?, asked the Demon Soul residing in the back of his mind.
Naoki brushed him off, and reached for the quill. He sat back down at his seat, and started writing. Or, he tried to. He had forgotten that there was nothing to write with.
"Hey, Umbridge?" He refused to give the woman any honoriffics at all. "You have any ink?"
Umbridge twitched at the lack of respect, then put on another one of her patented smug smiles. "The quill is enchanted to supply its own ink, Mr. Kashima."
That set off alarm bells in Naoki's head.
Now?, the True Demon asked impatiently.
No, Naoki replied.
KILL THE BITCH!, said the Fiend. Naoki ignored that one even harder.
He guessed that the quill was cursed somehow, given the residual Magatsuhi his demonic senses picked up on. And since Magatsuhi was extracted directly and painfully from humans, this meant Umbridge was up to some sick, sick things. With a flick of his wrist, the invisible barrier of a Makarnkarn spell sprang into existance.
Naoki started writing. He took special care to write, in English, as neatly and clearly as he possibly could.
Umbridge screamed out in pain, and clutched at her now bleeding hand. "What do you think you're doing, you filthy Muggleborn?!"
As she left the chair and stomped across her pink room of horrors, Naoki could clearly see a phrase carved on her hand. It read "Umbitch is a worthless waste of matter and Magatsuhi, and should be thrown in the trash where she belongs."
"Crucio!" Umbridge screamed. The curse flew across the room at the Japanese boy.
"Protego," Naoki muttered, with barely contained rage. The curse dissolved against the Shield charm. Naoki pointed his finger accusingly at Umbridge, his arm shining with energy at their standoff.
"Blood magic. Classy," Naoki hissed. "Keeping these kids locked up in ignorance, trying to control every single action anyone takes in this school, and actively hurting your students." Naoki's face twisted into a sadistic grin. "Now I don't feel bad about what comes next."
Now? the Demon asked.
"Yeah. Now."
Naoki's Pocket opened, and the room was flooded with blood. Blood as far as the eye could see, from the floor to the ceiling. Blood, filling Umbridge's lungs as she screamed, and ruining every piece of furniture she owned.
And just as suddenly as it had appeared, the blood vanished, without a trace of it ever having been there. Naoki had changed. Gone were his Hogwarts robes and trousers: he was now shirtless, and covered head to toe in glowing red tattoos. A small horn protruded from the back of his neck.
His tattoos faded to blue, and he stood up straight from his crouching position to face his (current) nemesis.
"You," the boy said, with his voice reverbing off of the room's walls, "are nothing."
He lazily raised his finger, and Umbridge's wand turned to ashes in her hand. Instantly, Naoki appeared right in front of her, grabbing her by the throat and slamming her up against the wall.
"I have fought gods, led armies, and mastered magics beyond your wildest dreams," he monologued, as Umbridge struggled to breathe. "I have destroyed the universe countless times, and restored it many more. Though I may seem a child to you, I have fought the hosts of heaven and hell-and won."
Naoki's face shined with savage glee. "You who would wish to control the lives of others." His skin turned pitch black, and his eyes glowed white with energy. "Know that there are some things that you could never hope to control. Like me."
[Devil Survivor 1], [My Little Pony]
Queen of Bel
Author: Gamerex27
"So, what happens in this Loop?" Rarity looked around at the vast city of Tokyo, scowling slightly as that tacky headphones' cord got in her line of sight.
"In a few hours, demons start invading the city like crazy," replied Atsuro, the Anchor of the Lockdown Amala Loop. "People can use these COMPS," he said, holding up a device that looked suspiciously like a Nintendo 3DS, "to summon and control them. Then the military locks down the whole city."
Rarity could take it no longer: she tore those accursed headphones off of her head, dropping them to the ground. "Is there any way to cut this short?" she asked. "I think I felt my sister's Ping, and I want to track her down before she gets into any trouble."
Atsuro grimaced at this. "Then she's probably replacing Naoya-that's the older brother of my buddy you're replacing. He's the reincarnation of Cain, and he made the Summoning Program as part of this gambit to get revenge against God." He removed a drone from his Pocket, tweeting a command to it through his COMP. It flew off, presumably in search of Sweetie. "To stop the lockdown, you have to beat all the Bel demons, and then kill Babel to become the King of Bel. Otherwise, the whole city gets destroyed, since that's the only way to get rid of the lockdown. Well, the best way; Yooho gets mad when we take the more unorthodox methods, since they lead to more explosions."
Rarity quirked her (thankfully real this time) eyebrow. "Bels?"
"They're a bunch of demons that were the pieces of this big demon, killed thousands of years ago. They've all got Bel in their name, and whichever one kills all the other Bels can become the King."
Suddenly, Rarity groaned, holding her head in her hands.
"What's wrong?" Atsuro asked.
"I know why I'm here now," Rarity groaned. " It's another Gag Loop. My full name is Rarity Belle."
The Anchor tried to stifle his laughter, and failed. "Yeah, that would explain it," he said after composing himself. "You're replacing Kazuya, who's the reincarnation of Abel, and since he's a Bel..."
Rarity Belle sighed again, face palming. If only she could Ascend this Loop to just end it now. This was going to become annoying. Especially if she couldn't find anything better to wear than the mind-numbingly plain clothes the Loop saw fit to put her in.
…
Author: GamerA
It was the start of another loop, and Rarity was busy sewing the decorations for the Summer Sun festival. Oh, sometimes she would just pull a set out of her Pocket and get to work on something more interesting, but right now, she happened to be in the mood for simple busywork.
She was snapped out of her trance by the sound of the front door, and began to rattle off her usual welcome as she took in the new arrivals: a familiar seeming local shepherd and some of his flock. "Hello, Welcome to Rarity's boutique – ah, if it isn't Dolly and Sweaters coming by for a visit again. I must admit, I wasn't expecting you at this hour, Mr. Bell."
"Hello, Rarity," "Sweaters" the pinkish sheep said, a sigh audible in her tone. "Dolly," with a more purplish tint, was busy squealing over some of the outfits she had on display, while the fourth sheep, whose distinguishing feature was a simple white hat, was standing at the shepherd's side. The shepherd himself was a navy blue stallion with a black hair and mane, and a cutie-mark of a tower with a bell on top.
"Yes, well, I had something I needed to check up on," "Shepherd's Bell" responded, producing something for her to look at. "First, I wanted to get your advice on this."
Playing along for the moment, Rarity looked at the trinket. "Hmm, I haven't seen one of these in a while. Wood, carved and colored into the shape of a mistletoe decoration, attached to a nylon string. And if I'm not mistaken... it was mistletoe wood to begin with." She looked back up at the stallion. "Normally I'd say it was completely the wrong time of year to be showing this off. But you just wanted to see if I recognized it, didn't you, Abel?"
"Thought of you the minute I Awoke," he confirmed, "Alright. We can all speak freely now."
"Finally..." "Sweaters" relaxed, "It's bad enough being called Sweater girl or Yoohoo. It's worse being named that way."
"Yes Yuzu, I remember," Rarity responded. "Now Abel – I may go on calling you that? - What really brings you here? Your world was a trial, with several tricks Atsuro didn't properly prepare me for – but I have endured worse."
"Might as well. I was just seeing whether absorbing several demons had any permanent effects on you," Abel said, smiling off to the side, "That sort of thing can be dangerous in the wrong circumstances, you know."
"Just a drop in the bucket, I assure you. It did however give me some of my own Loop powers back for the lockdown's duration," Rarity answered, "Enduring our siblings was much worse. I wasn't expecting Sweetie Belle to be an unrelated rock star."
"Well, I didn't know she was a singer!" Atsuro defended himself, "...But I guess I should've remembered. Naoya was my idol on top of everything else, and has some big shoes to fill. If I'd thought for a second, I'd have known he was the same as always."
"How did you deal with everything?" Abel asked, "Atsuro wouldn't tell me that part."
"Well, first I fought Beldr on schedule. then I convinced Remiel to let me fight Jezebel early - no point leaving that priestess at risk. But after that...I got into a heated argument with the border guards," Rarity admitted, "Pointing out that they were making that cult look like heroes in comparison drove some of them over the edge. After that... Things escalated quickly. Fortunately after my brief career as an alicorn lightning rod, everyone was more inclined to match wits instead of blades with me."
"Hmm, Maybe I should try something like that next time."
[Persona 3], [Persona 4], [Pokémon]
Gotta summon 'em all
Author: unknown (discovered by jxz)
"Ok, this is ridiculous." Aigis, Anti Shadow Weapon, and Persona user said, looking at her... extremities, for lack of a better word. "I get I must be an artificial Pokemon, and Ryoji a Dark-based one... But why Ms. Mitsuru had to be a Lickitung?"
Minato, her "Trainer" for the loop, shrugged. "Have you felt how hard that tounge hits? And Lickitung can learn some Ice moves, so..."
"I get it... But you must explain me why Junpei is an Aipom."
Minato looked at her, a deadpan look in his face. "Do I even have to answer that?" he shook his head. "Now come on, Yu said he'll be in Viridian by tomorrow."
Aigis nodded, and floated alongside her friend. Being a Rotom had some good things, after all.
[Persona 3]
Classic de-railing
Author: Joy22
Minato groaned, the buzzing feeling that signify the start of a new loop finally faded, and he wake up...strapped...to a cross?
Ikutsuki was ranting about the Fall and Aigis was pointing her guns at them.
Oh.
He remembers this moment. Ikutsuki was about to sacrifice them to Nyx, he reprogrammed Aigis to restrain SEES to do so.
Fortunately, they managed to reach out to Aigis. But alas, Kirijo Takeharu was killed but not before wounding Ikutsuki, and the madman chose to commit suicide rather than facing Koromaru.
Minato stared at the scene before him, Ikutsuki was still ranting. Good.
He reach deep into his psyche, where myriad of beings swam in the his sea of souls. You see, after a few loop Minato realized, he barely scratched the surface of his Wild Card ability. Yes, even when unlocking the Universe Arcana. On those loop he manages to gain Personas that he didn't knew existed.
He finally found him, and his presence filled Minato's mind.
"Oh shut up, you whiny poof!" Not one of his best insult, but hey, he stopped ranting.
Ikutsuki wondered what gave Minato the gall to insult him, when he had them at his mercy.
"Hercules." Minato muttered, he didn't need Evoker, not anymore.
A massive, muscular arm backhanded Ikutsuki, breaking his nose and knocking his gun out of reach.
A faint 'click' sound reminds him that Aigis haven't overcome his reprogramming. Fearlessly, he reach his hands to her cheek, pulling her to him... and smashing his lips to hers, tongue exploring her artificial one. Ignoring the gasp of SEES (Takeharu didn't gasp, he's too stoic. But his expression said all) he withdrew, looking at her face.
She was back.
He smiled, putting his lips near her hearing component "Aigis, knee-cap him."
A cry of pain was heard , along with a gunshot . Aigis didn't even bother questioning his action.
Aside from Ikutsuki moaning in pain, the Tartarus was filled with utter silence, which was broken when Koromaru finally arrived, looking confused.
Minato smirked, if only he brought sunglasses and toothpick...
[Nocturne], [Strange Journey], [Persona 3], [Persona 4], [Devil Survivor 1]
(no title)
Multiple authors
Author: crankers
Yu called out to all of the other protagonists: Okay, new game. What is the stupidest anthropomorphic personification you have ever fought?
Author: Zap Rowsdower
A man in Demonica armor raised his hand.
"When I was invading the Schwartzvelt, I had to fight Kanbari, Japanese God of Toilets. He wanted revenge against my crew for the poor treatment we were giving to our on-board lavatory."
Author: Gamerex27
Naoki sighed, leaning back in his seat. "I thought it was a normal baseline run at first. You know, see the whole world get blown up, see all my (human) friends die horribly, fight angels and demons for the umpteenth time."
He took a sip of saki, wincing at the taste. "And then I found out that, instead of Japan, we were all in Rapan. As in, the music. Figures, since my Loop has some weird thing with music. I hate to admit it, but that...singing power I nabbed from the ponies actually helped out a lot. Instead of your usual, fun fights, I had to engage all the demons I fought in dance-offs and rock battles."
"Hey, wasn't the sun in your Loop shaped like..." Yosuke started.
"Yeah, Kagatsuchi looks like a disco ball. So, rather than literally beating the living shit out of him, like I usually do, I had to challenge...urgh...High-No Rapgasuchi, Rapanese god of The Beat, to a rap battle." Naoki poured himself more booze. "Now, if you excuse me, I have to drown out the True Demon. No, it was not funny: it was annoying. Stop laughing."
Author: jxz
Minato sighed. "I was Awakining in the end of my normal loop. You know, dying, then becoming the Seal... I Awoke afer fighting Ryoji."
"And?" Yu asked.
"Let me finish. As I was saying, I Awoke after fighting Ryoji, he takes flight... And a big bowl of spaghetti with meatballs came down the sky."
All the Wild Card's eyes' opened wide. "You surely don't mean-"
"Yes... Nyx was the sister of the Flying Spaghetti Monster. And no, I'm not even sure how that was even possible."
"Though she was delicious." Aegis said. At the odd looks, she replied. "Hey, I was a cyborg that loop. I could eat, ok?"
Author: Gamerex27
Kazuya-or, as he was sometimes called, Abel-pushed the pause button on his phone's music app. "You know how I always end up fighting the Bel demons? Sometimes they're replaced by other stuff with -Bel in their names."
"The fifth day of the lockdown, I didn't fight Belial-I fought the personification of Mexican Peppers and Spices in a Tortiella Shell."
The room was silent for a moment.
"Wait," Chie said, "so it was... a giant taco?"
"Yep," Kazyua confirmed. "I figured out how to summon it by fusion the next day, and guess what it was? It was called Taco Bell."
Groans sounded from throughout the room, as humans, demons, robots, and all combinations of the above fully grasped the implications of this terrible pun.
"Why the hell does Yggdrasil keep doing this shit?" Kanji asked,a scowl on his face. "Like, last Loop, I was just a floating kanji symbol-as in, the alphabet. And no one friggin' noticed!"
"I guess," Yu said, a smirk on his face, "it just likes bad puns."
[SMT IV]
Samurai vs. The Loot Generator
Author: Gamerex27
In the Traveller's Bag, you find:
• a scroll titled "What It's Like to Be a Sorcerer"
• a time-infused glaive of undeath
• a plain robe made out of rapiers
• a mind-banishing tower shield of the ghost
• a dusty grilled pheasant
• a voodoo monocle of deceit
• a wind-eating ruby of kings
• a potion of fire
• a pile of 398 assorted coins of gold and platinum
Isabeau lifted the sharp, metal robe into the air, tilting her head slightly. "How...would one wear this?" she wondered. "It's quite simple, Master," Burroughs said. "You just need to put it on. Of course, you'd probably die from doing it, but at least you can wear it!"
At his fellow Samurai's side, Flynn brought the gemstone close to his face, inspecting it. "Hm. It appears as though this artifact nullifies Force based spells. This will be useful, especially if someone tries to kill me again."
The Anchor glared at him. "And had I not killed you in those Variants, you would have murdered everyone in Tokyo with a black hole, or torn Mikado to shreds just to spite Merkabah. I refuse to let the Baselines of those Variants come to pass, as they lead to the senseless massacre of innocents."
Ignoring his companions, the Unawake Walter lifted the grilled meat into the air. "Who leaves perfectly good food in the middle of a dusty dungeon?"
His fellow Sleeping Samurai prodded at the eldritch polearm with his sword. "Among all of this strange treasure, food is your main concern?" Jonathan reached down to grab the spear, but decided against it. "I doubt that touching this artifact would lead to anything good. Perhaps I'll just let one of my demons hold it."
…
Author: inc1013
"I cannot help but feel that Masakado is trying to deliver a message to us." Isabeau stated.
"Perhaps that thrice damned tree is making yet another pun." Flynn responded as he watched one of his non-looping compatriots rock back and forth in the fetal position.
"The Megami says she has Recarm. DEAD! The Lady says she has Magakarn. Hehe...dead. Dead in four; death is four. Nothing matters child, I drink your tears as they taste of defeat. It is a rich sweet liquor you see. I drink all your tears. A deer, a skeleton, the death bells, It matters not how death comes. The shots and shield will not save you this time around child. Your breaking of the torture breaks my fun.
"Weep now, and weep eternal for you shall taste the muck. I enjoy your misery good child and it is a boon to damn your luck. Weep for the patient which you fail to cure, and weep for the township, which cannot endure! Weep for your allies as you see them fall... And weep for yourself, as you fail them al-."
Walter would have continued had Flynn not cast Dormina.
Ignoring his unconscious compatriot-as well as avoiding the divine looking set of maps that Walter had touched before his bout of insanity-Jonathan sifted further through the ashes of the once mighty demon.
"How is it that this spear remains moist?" Asked the Luxuror.
…
Here's what they found
In the Demon's corpse ashes, you find...
• a wet longspear
• a dull sapphire of dawn
• a holy atlas of misery
• a polished pair of mittens
• a mirrored amulet of the labradorite golem
• a vial of void
• a pile of 122 assorted coins of copper and silver
[Nocturne], [Pokémon]
Pokemon Mystery Demons
Author: Gamerex27
Naoki Kashima Awoke lying on his back. And immediately sighed in relief, because instead of the city of Tokyo, he saw a forest.
"Good." He got to his feet, and stretched, yawning as his back cracked. Even though he had gotten over his...problems..., going through the Apocalypse over and over again wore him out, even if he had the chance to restore the world to normal at the end (for one day, before the Loop started again).
"Morning, Squirtle. Hey, do you want to try using that Ghost Trap on Gengar this..." the approaching salamander-esque creature trailed off mid sentence. "Annnnnnd he's not here. You're an Anchor, then?"
"Wait, you're a-" Naoki chuckled. "Pokemon. You know, back when I was a kid... I always wanted to be a Trainer. To be in Pokemon. To be a hero in another world, hanging out with all of these fantastical creatures and fighting evil. Back before all of the stuff I went through in my baseline, and reality bashed my head in with a 2x4. Which game is this? Red and Green? Crystal? Emerald?"
"Uh...none of those, unless this is another post-apocaliptic Variant. Have you...noticed you're a Pokemon too?"
Blinking, the usually-a-demon looked down, and realized that the Charmander was right. Blades instead of hands, two-toed feet, and covered on more blades near his head and chest...
"Pawniard, right?" Naoki looked at his currently-dull foreblade. "Gen 5 was never released in my baseline, so I only ever got to play it once, in the Hub."
"Well, it's nice to meet you. I'm Charmander." The Fire Type stuck his paw out in greeting.
Raising a hairless eyebrow, Naoki stared at the other Pokemon's paw for a moment. Slowly, he placed his blade in Charmander's paw. "I don't think shaking is a good idea, since, well, I'd probably cut your paw off by accident. Naoki Kashima, from the Amala Loops."
"So," he said, looking around, "what's there to do here? I take it the world is in danger, and only I can save it?"
"Uh, sort of. We do need to save the world, but we always help Squirtle do it. We could just fly up to Rayquaza early and fix the natural disasters before they get started."
"Nah, I think I'll do the baseline for once. Last time I took a Loop off the rails, I ended up in Eiken."
…
"Don't worry, Pichu! We'll get your brother back, safe and sound!"
"How the hell do you..." Naoki muttered, oblivious to the conversation in Town Square. Currently, he was struggling to tie the Pecha Scarf Kangeskhan had given them somewhere on his body, while not slicing it to ribbons with his handblades.
"Need any help with that?" Charmander whispered.
"No, no, I can do this." Swearing under his breath, the Pawniard tried again and again to tie down the Pecha scarf, only to poke hole after hole in it by accident.
"Team Go-Getters, is on the-"
"Not so fast!" From seemingly nowhere, Ekans appeared and shoved Chikorita out of the way, with Medicham and Gengar close behind.
"These chumps wouldn't know how to rescue a Pokemon out of a paper bag!" Gengar said, smirking. "Team Meanies will take care of this! We'll get your-"
"Wait."
Freezing, the Ghost Pokemon slowly turned around to face whichever idiot had interrupted his speech, followed by everyone else in the Square. "What?!" he hissed.
"Can...can you say your team's name again?" Naoki asked, his face twitching, and his Pecha Scarf falling to the floor, as he tried to process what he had heard.
"Pay attention next time, squirt! We're Team Meanies, the best Rescue Team around!" Medicham said boastfully.
"Right. Hang on a second; I'll be right back." Still twitching, Naoki walked out of the square, and went out of sight behind a nearby tree.
"AhHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! REALLY? Team MEANIES?! TEAM MEANIES?! What the fu-HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!"
He carried on for about a minute. The Pokemon in the square traded a few confused glances, and Gengar's smirk slowly faded, and was replaced by a furious frown.
Another minute later, Naoki finally walked back into the square, still chuckling. "Okay...Okay. That was hilarious. Now, what's your real team name?"
"W-we told you, you imbicile!" Gengar sputtered. "We're Team Meanies, and there's nothing funny about that!"
For a moment, the square was silent. Then, Naoki broke down laughing again, beating his blades against the ground.
"S-Shut up!" Medicham kicked the little brat, but this didn't stop him: he simply kept on laughing and laughing, at their expense.
"R-R-Really?" Naoki said as he got up, wiping tears from his eyes with the tip of his blade. "Team Meanies? That was the best you could think of for a team name? That's the name that will strike terror into the hearts of feral Pokemon? That's the name you think the Pokemon of this town will cheer when you save Pokemon?"
"What, were you pressed for a deadline?" he asked mockingly. "Did you procrastinate before the deadline for your forms were due, and you just picked the first name you thought of? And you picked a name that blatantly says that you're evil? Were "Team Skull," or "Team Murder," or "Team Bond Villains" taken?"
"Do any of you really think," the boy added, whirling around to face the befuddled gaggle of concerned Pokemon, "that hiring a team of losers who outright admit that they're evil in their names will lead to anything good? Can you really put your faith in these clowns? Hire them to find a lost little boy? For all you know, they'll just put him up for ransom the second they find him, and then eat him once you pay up!"
No one spoke for a few seconds after the stranger's rant. Eventually, Whiscash found his voice.
"Regardless of your personal opinions, Pawniard, there's no reason to deny Team Meanies the chance to help out with this mission," the elderly Pokemon said, with a tinge of...something to his tone. "If they want to, they can help find Pikachu."
"Fine," the Dark/Steel type snarled, "but ask yourselves this. If they attack other teams in broad daylight...what will they do when no one's looking?"
With that, Naoki turned around, and walked out of the square. Exchanging a glance, Chikorita and Charmander hurried after him.
…
"That was uncalled for," Chikorita told him, barely keeping the anger out of her voice.
"Really?" Naoki leaned back, dropping the whitstone he was using to sharpen his blades. "They outright call themselves-snerk- Meanies. And the way they act, there's no way they're not evil in the end. Why not nip the problem in the bud by turning the whole town against them? It's not like they can change: they're not even Looping!"
"Because they didn't do anything wrong yet," the Grass-Type growled. "And besides, what you did back in the Square was just rude, and it made us look bad in front of the whole town!"
"And they're not really that bad," Charmander added, absentmindedly inspecting the berries Auntie Khangeskhan had given them. "I mean, Gengar even buries the hatchet with Squirtle in Baseline. With how that works out," he added, "we wouldn't be surprised if he started Looping!"
"Okay, if they aren't so bad, why are they creeping up on us right now?"
Without even looking, Chikorita stamped her paw on the ground, causing a massive wall of thorns to spring up in Team Meanies's path. "Just because they're jerks now," she said, over the yelps of pain inflicted by the various thorns and brambles the villains ran into head-on, "doesn't mean they can't change for the better! Pokemon aren't static, Naoki!"
'Look," Charmander started, "I didn't want to bring this up...but Pikachu told us about you. About what happened when you Looped into Equestria for the first time. About what happened when you hit your nadir."
"If you're worried about me going berserk again," the demon muttered, "don't. I've already gotten over that, and I've dealt with my Shadow. It won't happen again."
"Still," Chikorita said, "being cynical about everything will get you nowhere! Just...give them a chance! At least try to see if they can't be redeemed. To see that, just this once, we can change things for the better-without resorting to hate or violence."
The Demi-Fiend was silent for a moment.
"Fine," he said, crossing his arms, "but if you're wrong, I'll kill that asshole myself."
[Devil Survivor 2], [Naruto]
Should have taken the train
Author: Detective Ethan Redfield
An eerie atmosphere hung over the ruined subway stop as three teens awoke from their near death experience, two of them male and the third female. One boy had blonde hair with ocean blue eyes, the second had black hair with a dull expression masking sharp eyes and the female navy blue hair with a melancholy expression behind her nearly colorless retina. Only minutes prior, they had narrowly avoided being crushed under the derailed D line from Osaka to Tokyo. The black haired boy groaned an muttered, "Of course we'd be thrown into, once again, another life and death loop with the fate of the world on the line."
The blonde gave the black haired youth a sideways glance, "I don't recognize this loop. Shikamaru, keep your eyes open. Anything could happen."
The girl blinked, "From what I can remember...we died."
Naruto groaned, "Don't tell me we're ghosts again. I'd really rather not experience another four millennia trapped in another tomb like Korriban."
The three teens felt themselves and looked around. Shikamaru looked down at his clothes, reaching into his pockets and pulling out a cell phone, "High school outfit, orange cell phone, and my memories tell me I was crushed under the subway over there...Hinata, Byakugan, check for survivors and start healing as many as you can. Naruto, lots of clones and transform them into rescue workers."
Hinata nodded and Naruto muttered, "Not like I haven't done stuff like this for a million or so loops."
Even with his complaining, Naruto complied and began pulling out survivors and dragging them over to Hinata. As for Hinata, she worked like a machine, dividing her attention perfectly between applying her medical skills to heal survivors and scanning for those still breathing. Shikamaru, meanwhile, opened his cell phone while continuing to study his memories. His hands danced across the number pad, assimilating information on his unawake life. And then he reached the Nicaea app and reviews his death clip once again. Frowning, his search continues only for him to stop immediately, "Oy, Oy, what is this? This app wasn't on here before."
The Demon Summoning program, even now the app was downloading something. He shouted, "Naruto, Hinata, check your phones. See if you have any apps that weren't there before."
The original Naruto paused and pulled out his phone, thumbing through the programs before landing on one, "Hmm...looks like we're in Flynn's universe."
Hinata quickly applied the shadow clone jutsu along with a transformation to continue her work while checking her phone. Despite her unease at being in this universe, her mouth unconsciously shifted into a grin, remembering a time where she was Isabeau. Naruto quickly explained they were in the Shin Megami Tensei universe, though he didn't recognize which branch he was in. But the questions ended abruptly when a pink light filled the dark and ruined station. Naruto stepped back towards Shikamaru as the boy muttered, "That can't be good."
Several wolf like creatures appeared and started making for the ruined train, searching for any survivors. The black haired boy cursed and held his phone up to his face. His download was at 20 percent. Since only 5 or so minutes have passed, it would be another 20 minutes before the program would activate. His hand drew a smoke grenade from his subspace pocket and threw it towards the subway and shouted, "Hinata, switch!"
With the staccato sound of footsteps rumbling, Shikamaru and Hinata's clone traded spots seamlessly as the explosive released its pitch black contents and further obscured the subway. Those humans still able to move fled up the escalator, leaving Naruto, Hinata and Shikamaru behind with the unconscious survivors and the recently dead. Hinata and her clone entered the smoke a moment later and soon flashes of cyan light accompanied by snapping noises managed to escape the smoke cloud signifying Jyuken. The Nara pushed his medical chakra into the man Hinata had just been healing, quickly stabilizing the man before his condition could deteriorate from the sudden lack of chakra influx. Naruto tapped several buttons on his phone, before pouting, "My download hasn't even reached 1 percent yet."
Soon, the sounds of flashes of battle ceased, followed by a quick crunching noise and Hinata emerged from the smoke screen. Shikamaru nodded as he finished healing the man. With a quick sweep, Hinata confirmed no more survivors were in the station, and the three dragged as many survivors as they could to the surface. Upon exiting the station, they were issued forth by men in black uniforms and lead to the nearest disaster shelter by Japanese relief workers gathered behind them. Hinata turned to Naruto and asked, "You want to sit this one out?"
Naruto shook his head, "I'm going to help the relief workers, how about you?"
Shikamaru sighed, "You're one troublesome anchor, but I'll help at the shelter, distribute food, water and blankets."
Naruto snorted but nodded in approval. Hinata, of course, volunteered to go with Naruto, and the two took off shortly with the relief workers. Shikamaru created a shadow clone and went to take a nap in the nearby corner.
[Nocturne], [My Little Pony]
Naoki loses it – part 1
Author: Gamerex27
As always, the citizens of Ponyville awoke to a beautiful sunrise, providing just enough heat to be pleasantly warm, but not scorchingly uncomfortable.
Princess Celestia yawned as she put the sun in its place for the day, her stomach rumbling in protest due to the lack of breakfast consumed recently.
However, as she turned around to go to the dining room, she paused. Today was the day, wasn't it? Luna couldn't be stopped forever: and the stars were right. She would escape the moon today-or, if not today, soon.
She knew that she could not defeat her sister single-hoofedly: while they usually evenly matched, whatever had driven Luna mad had boosted her magic to far stronger heights.
"There's only one option, then," she muttered, forcing herself to avert her gaze from the barely visible moon, and walked down the stairs. "I have to send Twilight to gather the Elements. As much as I don't want to put her in danger, we don't have a choice."
But as she said this, taking a seat at her table, she realized that the Mare in the Moon's impending escape wasn't the sole contributor to her nerves. Something else felt...off. A sense of foreboding washed over her, as it a disaster far, far worse than the return of her mad sister was approaching.
She couldn't explain it, really. Her mane had become frazzled slightly, as if she had had a terrible shock. She became acutely aware of a loud thumping sound. An assassin, sent by her sister to get her out of the way before she returned to enslave her little ponies?
No, wait. That was just her heartbeat.
"Is something wrong, Princess?" one of her attendants asked.
Blinking, Celestia realized that she had been just sitting there for quite some time, not even touching the pancakes the cook went to aches and pains to make for her. No doubt that they had grown cold by now.
"No, nothing's wrong," she lied, knowing that she had to keep up appearances in order to avoid scaring her subjects by being too solemn. "It's just...a bit cold in here."
Her horn glowed, and the temperature of the room rose by several degrees. But, no matter how warm she made the room, she could not stop the chills running through her spine.
…
Fluttershy Awoke right as Twilight Sparkle approached, clipboard held up by a telepathy spell. Sending out a quick Ping and subsequent Element check, she noted that Twilight didn't seem to be Awake this time. All three Honesties (including Nyx, judging by the fact that all of the Ping responses came from within Equis's atmosphere, and not from the Moon) and one of every other Element (including herself), but Twilight herself did not respond to a Ping from right in front of her.
"Are you the pony who's managing the music for the festival tonight?" the Unawake Element of Magic asked. She seemed disinterested, a bit more so than she had been in baseline.
"Oh, yes," Fluttershy nodded, her stutter long gone thanks to millennia of speech therapy. "One moment, please." She gestured with one forehoof to her various bird friends perched nearby, and they began to chirp and sing in perfect harmony.
While the song was beautiful, Fluttershy had heard it a million times, and her thoughts turned to other matters. Obviously, there had to be a foreign Anchor present, though he or she wasn't Awake yet. She knew the signs to look for by now: eyes far older than they should be, powers that were not natural to Equestria, perhaps a different gait or walk, and so on.
"...right. Thanks." Twilight said, breaking Fluttershy out of her thoughts.
"I'm Fluttershy, by the way," she introduced herself. Just because Twilight wasn't Awake this time, doesn't give her an excuse to be rude, after all. "Are you leaving already? I was planning on going to the market to stock up on some more birdseed. Maybe we could walk there together?"
"Twilight Sparkle," the unicorn replied, "and sorry, but no. I have to make sure that the other preparations for the festival are going as planned."
"Oh, alright," the Element of Kindness replied. "I suppose that I'll see you at the festival, then."
Twilight nodded, still seeming a bit out of it, as if she were pre-occupied thinking of some important matter. She walked away, and Fluttershy headed in the opposite direction towards the market.
Several minutes later, she had found the appropriate stall, and grabbed a bag of bits from her saddlebag. Taking the bag of birdseed in her mouth, she began walking back towards her house-
-And was promptly bowled over by something ramming into her side. Shrieking, she fell to the ground, the bag of seeds spilling all over the road.
"Uh, sorry about that," a colt's voice replied.
Fluttershy pushed herself to her hooves, and saw a young, black-coated unicorn colt, with a Cutie Mark in the shape of a treble clef.
"It's alright," Fluttershy replied, her normally soft voice even further muffled by a few seeds that had found their way into her mouth in the spill. Spitting them out, she took another look at the colt. "You're...Trouble Clef, right?"
The colt smiled apologetically, his horn starting to glow. "Yeah. Sorry about that, Miss," he said, levitating large clumps of birdseed back into Fluttershy's bag. "I was meeting up with some of my friends-we were going to go have lunch before the festival later-and I'm running late. Again, sorry I headbutted you. At least I didn't end up impaling you by accident," he said, pointing to his horn with one hoof.
Given how pretty much all the local Loopers knew each and every single pony living in Ponyville by this point, Fluttershy realized that this must be someone from another Loop. An Unawake Anchor, perhaps?
"Thanks for the help cleaning this up," she said, placing a hoof on his shoulder. "It was nice meeting you."
"Yeah," Trouble Clef replied, "you too, Miss-"
And the colt blinked, Awakening in the span of a split second. His eyes quickly widened, then narrowed in pure rage.
"Don't touch me," he growled.
Fluttershy blinked. "Hm?"
The Anchor violently pushed her away with his forehoof, trembling in anger. "I said," he roared, "don't touch me, you yellow, soulless bitch!"
Before any of the other ponies in the square could react to this sudden 180 in personality this young colt had done, he dragged a writhing worm out of nowhere, and promptly swallowed it. Hissing in pain, his body began to warp and contort itself. Eldritch, glowing lines appeared all over his coat, glowing in an otherworldly fashion. His horn shuddered, then drifted across his head like a leaf across water, settling on the back of his neck. And, impossibly, his own Cutie Mark shifted, changing from a musical staff note to a chain wrapped in the symbol of infinity, shattering to pieces.
His eyes glowed pure white, and shot out twin laser beams, hitting Fluttershy square in the face and sending her flying far, far away.
As the furious stallion gave chase, Fluttershy took the opportunity to shapeshift into a phoenix, quickly flapping her larger wings to slow her descent and avoid a fatal drop. "Wait!" she squawked. "Are you-"
"SHUT UP!" The foreign Looper shot out more eye beams, his target narrowly avoiding each attack. Quickly, Fluttershy realized that she had to lure this colt to somewhere out of the way, if she wanted to avoid the destruction and devastation a fight between Loopers could escalate to.
"Please," she begged, slowly making her way to the Everfree Forest in between barrel rolls and ducks to avoid the eye lasers, "stop it! This is a Sanctuary Loop, you don't have to-"
'Shut up, shut up, JUST SHUT UP!" the Anchor howled, his entire body starting to glow with raw power.
A blast of pure, almighty power erupted from his mouth, nearly blowing Fluttershy to smithereens. The shockwave of the blast sent her tumbling into the Everfree, shapeshifting back into her normal body by reflex.
"You want to get out alive?" The boy hissed. "Then tell me where Celestia is."
"What?"
"Tell me where your precious princess is" the stranger hissed, "so I can choke that genocidal tyrant to death with her own lungs!"
Fluttershy's heart sank. The violent outburst, the hatred towards Celestia...it could only mean one thing.
Before the other Looper could continue his rant, Fluttershy stamped her forehooves on the ground, sending a mass of tree roots in the shape of a fist right at the stranger's jaw. Too distracted by rage to react, he went down like a falling brick, slamming into the ground. As he leapt to his hooves, Fluttershy sent out the one thing that she hoped could non-violently stop him. A Ping.
The demonic colt froze at the magical pulse of energy. Fluttershy repeated the signal, and received a reply from mere feet in front of her.
"I...what?!" The pure hatred on the boy's face shifted to sheer confusion. "But if you're-and this isn't Earth-and I was always like this-then what the fu-"
"Please calm down!" Fluttershy asked, raising her voice far more than she was used to, in order to get through to him. "The first time we met-when I wasn't Awake, I guess- what happened?"
The colt stared at her, face still reflecting his complete disbelief of what was going on. Eventually, after many seconds of silence, he flopped down onto his haunches, sighing.
"So," he grumbled, "that wasn't you."
He forced himself to meet Fluttershy's gaze. "The first time I saw you...ponies..., was some weird variant where your planet just teleported in out of nowhere. This force field extended from the planet, and your...Princess" he spat, "had the bright idea of turning every human being alive into ponies to save their lives."
"But what she didn't tell us," he continued, "was that the damn serum erases your soul when you take it. She knew that she'd be murdering billions of people, and leaving them as soulless husks, empty shells-and she did it anyways."
"The Bureau," Fluttershy confirmed, a rare edge slipping into her voice. "I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry. That's a Variant Loop-one we all hate-and it's never like this in our real world. The real Celestia is nothing like that."
His gaze softened slightly, but he didn't seem any less angry. "Maybe that's true," he said, "maybe not. All I know is, that once we found out the truth, she started bombing cities en masse with that potion, wiping out entire populations. I tried to stop her-not easy when all my usual powers were sealed by that Loop-and you and your friends caught me."
He made to rub his temples with his hooves, then stopped when he realized that he didn't have any fingers to do so. "You held me down, and you, personally, forced that crap down my throat." Then, he smirked. "'Course, none of you figured out that the serum can only destroy one soul...and, by getting rid of me, you let the demon sharing my body free to go. I think you can tell what happened from there. According to him, mass murder, stalking all of you down like a serial killer, making a deal with that weird chimera to burn your world to the ground..."
Fluttershy frowned. Clearly, his experiences with the Bureau had left an impact on him. It's likely that he didn't trust a single pony on this planet, given the bastardizations of ponykind he had encountered as his first contact with them. "Hey," she said, "this is a Sanctuary Loop. We can help you if you want, Mr-"
"Naoki Kashima," he said, "and no. Even if you really, actually mean it, no." He sighed. "Look, don't take this the wrong way, but every time I see those other ponies in my Loop memories-every time I look at you-They're the same faces that smiled as they murdered me and my friends. That wanted to kill off everyone I knew, just because your Princess said so. I-I need some time alone. To get away from all the ponies around here. I don't mean to be racist or anything but-" he sighed again, "-I don't think I'll be able to stop myself from lashing out. Especially since the demon is still clamoring for me to kill you all. He can't do anything unless I let him, but it's annoying. And I get violent when I'm annoyed."
"Oh, alright." Inwardly, Fluttershy groaned. She wanted to help the poor child-she really did-but they had all agreed long ago, back when they first declared Equestria to be a Sanctuary Loop, that they would leave troubled Loopers alone if they didn't want their help. It was a matter of time before they ran into someone who didn't want their help, given how big and varies the branches of Yggdrasil were. "You know, the Moon is pretty quiet. And, since Nyx is Awake and in town right now, there shouldn't be anypony up there."
"Anyone up there," he corrected, "but thanks. I-I don't know if I'll be coming back down this Loop. I think I'm going to sleep through this one, especially since I really can't even look at myself without feeling sick."
Without even saying goodbye, he floated into the air, then rocketed off, easily reaching escape velocity despite his lack of wings.
Fluttershy kept her eyes on Naoki's fading figure, until he faded into the horizon. She hadn't mentioned it, but something just felt wrong with this Loop. Like something horrible was going to happen, and there was nothing they could do to stop it. It was the same feeling she had felt back in Lemon Rush's Loop the first time she was there. And yes, she had pushed past it and saved that world, but this time, there really was nothing she could do.
Her druidic instincts were never wrong, though. If something was going down, she had a duty to warn the other Loopers, so that they could prepare for anything. Forcing her fears down, she took to the air, to find her friends and try-in vain-to enjoy the Festival.