Katawa Shoujo v2 - "Why can't I hold all these feels?"
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[QUOTE=Nr Dick;34851967][url=http://pastebin.com/mNn0eHwp]Kenji side-story is finished.[/url] I'm not sure I like it, but whatever. I didn't like when I finished the Taro Arai story either.[/QUOTE]
Was pretty good, but the ending with Shizune doesn't really make sense, seeing as she was married to Hisao. Also, I'd like to think that Kenji really was a nutjob, but that doesn't take away the fact that this was pretty enjoyable to read.
All of these stories make me wish I could write, but I know that wouldn't end well.
[QUOTE=Lazyboy0337;34853635]All of these stories make me wish I could write, but I know that wouldn't end well.[/QUOTE]
Go ahead and try! It doesn't hurt to try.
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In all honesty, writing is pretty simple once you practice a bit. All you have to do is work at it until you find a writing style that works for you and compose like a motherfuck until you get something you like!
[QUOTE=Lazyboy0337;34853635]All of these stories make me wish I could write, but I know that wouldn't end well.[/QUOTE]
You have my blessing, go for it, champ!
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Ok, I'll try. Practice makes perfect.
[QUOTE=LifeIsGood;34853645]Go ahead and try! It doesn't hurt to try.[/QUOTE]
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[QUOTE=Bokito;34853094]Was pretty good, but the ending with Shizune doesn't really make sense, seeing as she was married to Hisao. Also, I'd like to think that Kenji really was a nutjob, but that doesn't take away the fact that this was pretty enjoyable to read.[/QUOTE]
I was gonna work in some sort of "pity makeout session" story, but my finger were getting sore.
Thanks for the compliment though. :smile:
Survival mode round 1 go
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Survival mode? You about to overdose on codeine?
[QUOTE=Lazyboy0337;34855171]Survival mode? You about to overdose on codeine?[/QUOTE]
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doomish finished chapter three of little faith [url]http://ks.renai.us/viewtopic.php?f=52&t=5808&start=15[/url]
[QUOTE=luckycandy;34855893]doomish finished chapter three of little faith [url]http://ks.renai.us/viewtopic.php?f=52&t=5808&start=15[/url][/QUOTE]
That I did! I also posted about it, but bumps are always appreciated! :v:
[QUOTE=Doomish;34856119]That I did! I also posted about it, but bumps are always appreciated! :v:[/QUOTE]
Indeed they are. But do not fear, the white knight is the hero Katawa General deserves, but does not need right now.
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ten minutes with photo shop, what have i done :v:
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Or to most people, <1 minute in paint.
[QUOTE=Daedulas;34857349]Or to most people, <1 minute in paint.[/QUOTE]
but then it would be just normal crap, instead of crap made with fancy overpriced crap
Did you honestly buy it or are you just saying that.
Because I thought people who really did buy it would take the time to learn how to use it effectively.
Also since it's the weekend I think I might bother to do mute's arc.
[QUOTE=Daedulas;34857471]use it effectively.[/QUOTE]
[QUOTE=Daedulas;34857349]Or to most people, <1 minute in paint.[/QUOTE]
pick one
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This is going to be either the best or the greatest thing I will have written so far, I can't pick a proper adjective to describe it
sounds badass as fuc
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Where doing this man, where making this hapen.
Spot the cameos by With Apologies and Cutter! Also, a saved version of Cat Bountry's Respawn of the Dead for me to read on the go!
EDIT: You don't want to know what Hanakorampage.docx is about, believe me. You really, really don't. I like to pretend that one doesn't exist.
Anyway, the first paragraph for teasers:
[QUOTE] Not going to bother writing a premise for this one because I just want to get to the awesome part, and as the narrator I am completely allowed to make those kinds of decisions. Let's just say that one day Kenji was bored and wandering around school bumping into things when Mutou decided he wanted to use that time machine phone booth that'd been stuck in his basement for years now or something. He then confronted the nearest student, who happened to be Kenji a few inches away about to walk right into a desk, and so the two went. Obviously, they left under the cover of nightfall to avoid creepy teacher/student rumors circulating around; Mutou had gotten enough of that from his late-night study sessions with Miss Mikado.
Though he did always like the drills.
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EDIT: You don't want to know what Hanakorampage.docx is about, believe me. You really, really don't. I like to pretend that one doesn't exist.
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I want to know what it is.
No. Instead, have phonesex.DocX as it exists right now because I'm in a strange mood tonight. A friend of mine who I shall not name asked me to write it and make it humorous so here it is, because why the hell not.
[QUOTE] It was the same thing every night. The two shared the same conversation, and the same "I miss you", and the same goodbye, but tonight? Tonight was different.
"My parents are out of the house, Hisao." Lilly smiled.
On the other end of the line, Hisao raised an eyebrow. "Oh?" He was sitting in his dorm room, alone, talking to her after classes as he did every day.
Lilly continued beaming way over on her continent. "I bet you can't guess what I'm wearing right now."
Hisao furrowed his brow. "Are we really going to do this?" He thought she had more control than this. "I thought we agreed not to do anything while you were away."
"Hisao, phone sex is how long distance relationships stay healthy!" There was a small 'mmf' from the other end of the line as Lilly rubbed what he assumed was one of her more intimate parts. It seemed so routine to him.
He sighed. "Fine. Are you wearing anything at all?"
She giggled. "Good guess!" Her tiny squeaks continued between talking. Hisao suppressed a groan. Somehow, he wasn't seeing the eroticism in just talking with his lover while she was a whole continent over visiting family, but he supposed she was used to just having his voice to rely on.
She brought him back to reality. "What about you?"
He looked himself over, and figured he may as well be honest. "Just got out of the shower, all I've got on is a towel. It's pretty warm out."
Lilly made a pouting noise. "You don't sound very into this."
"Is it that obvious?"
After a moment, Lilly sighed. "What's the matter, Hisao? Aren't you having fun?"
He shook his head, and remembered she wouldn't be able to see him do it even if she was in the room with him. "If I'm being honest, no, not really."
"Oh... Why not?"
"I guess I'm too used to your physical presence. Just hearing your voice is nice and all, but it doesn't exactly get me off, either." He frowned.
He heard Lilly muffle another giggle. "That's alright, I can help you out with a little visual aid. All you have to do is try."
A visual aid? From a blind girl? This he had to hear.
"Alright, shoot."
"Okay... Imagine my body, glistening with sweat on a warm summer evening. Just sitting here, in my bedroom, curled up and comfortable on my bed, nude."
"Is... That where you are now?"
"No, I'm in the living room on the couch, but that's where the phone is, unfortunately."
"...Oh. Well, continue." He looked down, as if he needed confirmation, and the bulge in the crotch area of the towel hadn't moved a bit.
"Anyway, imagine my fingers, delicately tracing the shape of my body. That's what I'm doing now. Running my hands over my soft, flushed skin, shivering as I brush against my deepest crevices..."
"Crevices?"
"Yes, crevices. As in, you know, my-"
"I know, I know. Sometimes you're too verbose for me."
"Sorry, my heritage is known for its dialect and enunciation."
"The Scottish have good dialect and enunciation? In what language?"
"...Oh. I suppose you're right."
"Yeah." He cleared his throat. "Carry on."
"Right. As I was saying, brushing against my deepest crevices. I slowly, carefully reach down after giving my fingers a quick, lubricating lick, a completely sensual one, mind you, and enter myself with two- No, three fingers." She squeaked again, and Hisao supposed her visual aid was being described to him in realtime.
He listened to her breathing increase, and for a moment, she seemed to forget she was talking to him, gently muttering his name inbetween presses of her fingers.
He cleared his throat again. Lilly, startled, almost dropped the phone from her ear.
"Oh! Sorry, I forgot to describe what I was doing." She seemed apologetic enough.
"It's fine, I got the gist of it."
"Would you like me to keep describing it? I'm- mmf -getting close to the edge now. I'm g-going in with- ah -four fingers now, faster and faster. I- ooh -I can feel it, I, I--" She inhaled sharply, and Hisao could hear her double over in pleasure as she came purely on her own, moaning his name as she did so. He still wasn't seeing the sexual nature of the conversation, but he appreciated her attempts.
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Jesus Doomish, stop trying so hard, you're making us all too happy and alleviating the feels.
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I will never stop. Emi told me that as long as I'm alive I can keep moving, and dammit that's what I'm going to do. Besides, everyone needs a break from my relentless horror every now and then, even myself!
Alright, alright, here's some progress on Time Fucking Travel, and then I'm done for a little bit so I can actually work on it.
[QUOTE] Regardless, Mutou's house was cold and damp, as he was too busy dicking about at Yamaku most of the time to get anything done. Kenji was actually kind of repulsed by what he could see; posters upon posters of young anime women adorned the walls, with shelves and collections of figurines and even a framed and mounted pair of underwear dubbed "Property of Ex-Wife". Maybe Mutou chose Kenji because he was too blind to see what the rest of the house looked like.
"Alright, Setou, here we are!" Mutou ushered Kenji down into the basement, quickly stuffing the pile of bones into the cupboard beneath the stairs. His grandmother's ashes came alive at night, and he swore up and down to Nomiya that the place was haunted on his coffee break once.
Kenji motioned to the big blue rectangle before him. "Is this the time machine? It looks like an ordinary United Kingdom-style phone booth." He adjusted his glasses, his beautiful bishounen eyes well-hidden beneath them.
Mutou nodded. "Wait until you see the inside." He grinned. "Oh, sorry."
Kenji shook his head. "It's fine, people do it all the time." As unfortunate as it was, a lot of people assumed he used his glasses to see; fools, all of them. He had no clue where they got such a ridiculous idea in their heads. Obviously they were so thick-rimmed to keep the feminists from shooting their lasers into his brain, and obviously the glass was made of a special reflective surface to rebound any sudden mind-control waves projected at him.
They stepped into the booth, and the interior looked exactly the same except now it had two warm and slightly sweaty men crammed inside.
"This isn't quite what I thought it'd be like." Kenji adjusted his scarf, frowning.
Mutou shrugged. "What, were you expecting a spaceship and some kind of witty man of indeterminate age with a sometimes-thick, sometimes-not accent to go on wacky adventures with?"
"Yes, actually."
"Oh." Mutou raised an eyebrow. "Well, let me just set this thing up then." He plucked the phone off the wall, muttering into it as he reached into pocket after pocket.
Eventually, he gave up. "Ah, hell. Setou, do you have a quarter?" He asked in defeat. Kenji rolled his eyes and handed the man his spare change, which was deposited quickly.
"Mm-hmm." Mutou spoke into the receiver. "Yes, I'd like to make a collect call. Where? What do you mean, where? The past! Not where, when!" He heaved a frustrated sigh and hung up the phone.
The instant it touched the box, the phone booth began making some very strange chugging sounds, like it'd eaten delicious-at-the-time burritos for lunch and was experiencing a horrible backlash. After a VGA-winning display of graphics technology and specular mapping, the door opened and ejected the two onto the ground like a broken roller coaster.
Kenji's glasses went sprawling. "Oh gods, no!" He shoved his hands in front of his eyes. "Don't let me see the feminists! They'll turn me to stone! Mutou, fetch my glasses!"
Mutou frowned. "Bad news, Setou, they're broken." There was a sharp crack straight through the middle of one of the almost stained-glass-window-like lenses. Kenji snatched the pair out of his hands, reiterating that he didn't need them to see anyway, and stuck them on like a furious Mister Potato Head.
After a moment of recollection, he shoved his scarf behind him and dusted off his spiffy school uniform. "Well, are we in the past now?"
Mutou shrugged. "Only one way to find out." He looked toward the stairs, but then checked his watch.
"Mm-hmm," He nodded. "We are exactly thirty five seconds in the past."
Kenji rolled his totally sexy, deep eyes. "Doc, we don't have time for this!" And he was right. In thirty-five seconds, the two would come down the stairs to test the machine and horrible things would happen to the timeline. Students would get abducted by horrible creatures. Young women would be driven to suicide. Lilly Satou would get supernatural telekinesis and wreak havoc all over Scotland. Two best friends would be split up by an idiot and then accidentally killed on separate occasions. Artists would commit hara-kiri in order to complete their final work. Legless young women would do battle with one-armed nymphomaniacs.
Very oddly specific, horrible things, that is.
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[editline]24th February 2012[/editline]
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So, after all this discussion, how DO you pronounce the title of the game?
I've always gone CAT-a-wah SHOW-jo, but some people pronounce it differently. My friend was unable to decide how he wanted to pronounce Hisao so he decided on "That Asshole With The Heart Problem" in conversation.
It's properly pronounced
Kah-tawa
Show-jo
[QUOTE=Doomish;34858480]No. Instead, have phonesex.DocX as it exists right now because I'm in a strange mood tonight. A friend of mine who I shall not name asked me to write it and make it humorous so here it is, because why the hell not.[/QUOTE]
Masterpiece of literature.
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