Safe For Work Worm Ideas thread

[evildice]

Wow you fucked that Immortality link up amazingly. Here's a correct URL: http://i.imgur.com/RlpG2h9.jpg

 

[OverReactionGuy]

So, I just discovered the (NSFW) General CYOA Thread that we have here, and I was struck with an Idea. Ladies and gentlemen, I give you:

Choose your Own Adventure! (A slightly-meta Worm omake)
Episode 1: Taylor Hebert

I startled into awareness as my vision was assaulted with bright colors and loud music. Considering the last thing I recalled was the dark and disgusting inside of my locker, I was understandable confused at the sudden change. Also, was that... cheering?

As my Eyes adjusted, I noticed that I seemed to be standing in front of some sort of colorful stage that, for all I could tell, seemed to be floating in a sea of blackness.

"Thank you, thank you." Huh, the voice sounded exactly like Alex Trebek. "And welcome to the first ever episode of: Choose Your Own Adventure!" The cheering perked up for a bit before settling down. "I'm your host; ROB, and today we're going to be bringing you a very special guest: Taylor Hebert!"

A spotlight suddenly shone down on me as the invisible audience once again burst into cheers and applause. I only had a a moment to freak out before a glowing figure who I'm guessing was the host gently but firmly pulled me toward a raised podium next to some sort of prize-wheel that I'm certain wasn't there a second ago. After placing me on the podium, he continued down front so that he was facing both me and the 'audience'.

"Taylor here comes from Brockton Bay in the dimension known as Earth Bet." My thought process, which was finally beginning to catch up with what was going on ground to a halt at that. If he had to mention the dimension... "For those of you unfamiliar with it; Earth Bet is a world populated with both regular humans and beings known as parahumans who used to be normal humans, but underwent a traumatic event and gained superpowers." Crap, I'm definitely not in Kansas anymore.

I did my best to keep from hyperventilating as 'ROB' continued. "Taylor here, after getting betrayed by her best friend and emotionally tortured for over a year and a half in a way that was almost certainly designed by her tormenters to psychologically break her completely,"

Wait, what? Oh. Oh shit, that made way too much sense. Not for the first time I wondered what the fuck is wrong with those girls. Oh! the host was still talking.

"-Bug control powers, and would use them in a series of unfortunate events which would end up saving not only her world, but countless others." I was a bit to emotionally numb to react to that, even though I had a feeling I would later. "Yes, folks; Taylor here is a real diamond in the rough." I idly noted that the crowd had once again burst into applause.

"Today, we're giving Taylor the choice to change her destiny and Choose Her Own Adventure." I could hear the title drop as the crowd once again burst into applause.

...Wait a minute.

"I have a choice?" The words leave my mouth before I could think better of it.

"Of course; all contestants have the right to refuse to play, in which case they're sent back to their lives with no memory of this."

"I see. So this... game?"

"There are countless worlds in the omniverse." He explains. "Some of them need help, and some of them have people in them that need help. What our show offers is the chance to go on an adventure of your choosing, on a world of your choosing, with advantages and disadvantages you choose ahead of time; all guided by our wonderful Wheel-Of-Adventure." He said as he motioned to the object I was standing next to. "Anything from a quiet life with a couple perks, to adventures that save entire multiverses."

Shooting me an award winning smile (that I could still make out, despite not being able to see any of his features), he continued. "So, Miss Hebert, do you want to give it a spin?"

Some questions immediately sprung to mind, "You said that I was part of saving the world." And countless others. "What will happen If I go?"

"Don't worry, Miss Hebert; someone else will get the job. Rest assured, Earth Bet will be safe. Also, any family you you wish to bring will accompany you on your journey, with their memories altered to make their new life appear normal to them."

For a long minute I stood there before finally coming to a decision. Moving so that I'm facing the wheel, I raise my hand (to much cheering from the audience) before giving it a hard spin.

For an agonizing minute, the brightly-colored wheel span before finally settling on a panel. A bell went off and flashing lights lit up as it did.

"Congratulations, Miss Hebert; You've won the meta-option of Immortality!" Six statues of her appeared on the other side of the wheel, each of them dressed in different outfits. "Meta-options grant you bonus perks in addition to anything else you'll pick wherever you go." He explained as he lead her over to the statues. "Take your time, and select whichever one you want."

I studied the statues for a while. I quickly disregarded The Little Girl; dealing with any of those things for eternity sounded like torture (although the porno one was kinda tempting, considering the lack of consequences those tend to have on things like pregnancy and STDs). Genie was right out, also; I wanted some control in my life, dammit.

Vampire had a certain allure to it. Although I was never that much of a fan of the vampire craze that seemed to be sweeping the country, I couldn't deny the attractiveness of the thought. Bad sunburns and the need for blood would be a bit inconvenient at first, though.

Reborn sounded kinda handy, but a bit creepy. As for Eternal Woman; I don't know If I want to be 50 forever.

Nova, on the other hand, sounded very handy if I wanted to be a superhero. From the sound of it, I made a pretty good one in the original timeline (or whatever it's called), and this could literally make me unstoppable for the 100 years I'd live. I was a bit leery on the 'Take Another Spin' clause, though.

So, Vampire or Nova. Both of them had powers and drawbacks. In the end, I walked up to the Vampire one and placed my hand on the bat motif on it (because I want to be able to fly, dammit).

"The winner is Vampire!" 'ROB' announced, followed by a resounding cheer from the audience. "And now, let's spin the wheel again.

I did so. This time, the pointer landed on something called "Little Schoolgirl". As the Trebek sound-alike announced the result, I couldn't repress the grimace on my face; thoughts of my most recent school experience flashing before my eyes.

The announcer must have seen it too, because he immediately spoke up. "Don't worry Miss Hebert. Like I said, this is Choose Your Own Adventure." He lead me to where more statues had appeared. "You get to pick what kind of experience you'll be having in your new school at whichever world matches your selection. Also, if you complete your task within a year's time, you'll have the option of returning to Earth Bet with any friends, abilities, and items you want to bring with you." That did console me somewhat, but I was still a bit leery.

For Age, I decided to stick with 15. No sense making things overly-complicated.

After that I was given 20 golden-star tokens to use to make selections.

First up was selecting a challenge, which took the form of paintings of different scenes that I instinctively understood the meaning behind.

I wanted adventure, so I dismissed the easier options pretty quickly. The horror one sounded rather intriguing, I'll admit. Then again, Emma was the one who got freaked out at horror movies, I usually enjoyed them. The war one sounded like my best bet to be a hero, but this would be an actual war, not superheros against supervillains. The one about the food-thief sounded intriguing, but there had to be a reason it was so cheap, compared to the others. The one about busting the bullies, I dismissed outright after reading the title. If I wanted to deal with bullies, I'd have stayed on Bet. I finally decided to go with 'Something in the Dark"; after all, as a vampire, I was uniquely suited to working at night.


Making my decision, I moved on to the choice of what kind of world I wanted to be sent to. It looks like there were a bunch of worlds that fit the criteria, but only one of them took place in the modern world, and that was in Tokyo. Looks like no matter what I choose I'll be out of my element. ...Odd, there are a bunch of different schools from different time periods throughout history. From what I remember, though; public schooling only really became a thing fairly recently.

There were also some more fantastic worlds including some with elves and other fantasy creatures, a bunch worlds with futuristic technology, and even a few with both. None of them sound all that appealing, though... wait a minute: this one is a modern-day magic-school (still in Tokyo, though). If I learn magic, I can go back to Earth Bet at the end of my time and teach others! The possibilites were endless!

3 stars later, and I was effectively registered for magic-school, my family having immigrated to Japan a year ago. I checked with ROB confirmed that I'd be able to speak Japanese with only a little accent.

After that, I got to play around with my appearance a bit. I made myself a bit shorter and curved, but I didn't change much aside from that. I'll admit, it was tempting to pick the 'beauty' option, but the rational side of my brain stopped me from wasting four stars on what I knew was a frivolous perk. Besides, despite what Emma and her friends said, I still held some hope that I'd be as beautiful as mom, one day. I'm also able to fix my eyesight for free, something I'm insanely happy about.

Next was... seating? Really? Well, I might as well take the front-row seat if I'm going to be learning magic and stuff, and it's only 1 star.

The next part was rather odd, since the paintings disappeared and were replaced by seemingly ordinary items. Interacting with them put the lie to that, though. The items represented perks and minor powers that she could use to enhance herself.

The chef's hat is tempting, and I resolve to pick it up if I have any stars left; as a treat for dad, if nothing else. I pass on the energetic candy, but the snow-globe sounds useful, so I pay the two stars for it. The staff was tempting, but if I'm already learning magic, it'd be a bit of a waste of stars. The glasses are also tempting at first glance, but I just fixed my eyesight, so why would I want to make it worse again just for some magical binoculars. The little steel blade... no; I can feel the blood-lust coming off of it. I pass on the headband, also; I can already shapeshift. The black teacup looks like it would go well with the vampire thing I have going, so I grab that as well. The safety razor... no. The teddy-bear is tempting, but I already have the snow-globe and the teacup; besides, I don't want to abuse my cuteness like maddison did. I also decide to pass on the broom and pebble.

I stop as I get to the section about home-life. There are pictures of us moving to Japan. Picture of me with my mom and dad. Both of them. I break down crying tears of joy as I realize that, no matter what happens, I'll get my mother back out of this. It takes me a few minutes before I manage to compose myself from that.

Moving to the next section with a new spring in my step, I start looking through the list of friends and family they offer. An adopted sibling was definitely tempting; I've always wanted a sister. I decide to pass on any extended relatives. All six options for friends look pretty awesome, and since I have 12 points to spare, I decide to grab all of them.

Okay, since I have 6 stars left, I decide to grab Athleticism for 3, Mayumi and 'Uncle' Kojiro for one each (again, always wanted to have an older sister, and Kojiro sounds useful to have around, especially for dealing with whatever is haunting the town), and... the chef's hat.

Finishing up, I turn to address ROB. "Done." I state simply.

There's a cheer from the 'crowd' as I do. "Excellent! Good luck in your new adventure, Miss Hebert." With that, he claps his hands together, and the world slowly fades out, catchy show-tune music playing all the while.

***

This was oddly fun to write. I'll have to do it for more characters.

A lot longer than I thought it would be, though.

In case anyone's wondering, I rolled randomly to see what kind of CYOA she'd get. I took a few creative Liberties with the Little Schoolgirl CYOA in order to help it fit.

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My first reaction on reading through this was, Oh dear fucking god you are making Taylor into Evangeline from Mahou sensei Negima.

It only got worse from there when I actually read the options.

At least Taylor wont be stuck eternally at a school since the ROB said she would return to Earth Bet with all of her powers she just gained in a year right? Right?

Otherwise I would not want to wish Taylor's fate on anyone.

 

[Prince Charon]

So, I just discovered the (NSFW) General CYOA Thread that we have here, and I was struck with an Idea. Ladies and gentlemen, I give you:

Choose your Own Adventure! (A slightly-meta Worm omake)
Episode 1: Taylor Hebert

<SNIP>

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Interesting. I find myself as much looking forward to her return to Earth Bet, as to her upcoming adventure, if you write this.

 

[OverReactionGuy]

How Taylor stopped worrying and became a magical girl! Hehehehe. (Worm/Kaleidostick Ruby)

Warning: Contains crack and magical girl shenanigans.



There are many different dimensions out there with many different universes, each reflect the infinite choices that are made day by day by people living in them. This is the story of one of the silly times Zelretch visited a city named Brocklen bay. Yes... Zelretch arrive on Earth Bet. But this time he is going to HALP!

At ten years old, Taylor knew much about the world and how it worked. The super hero's beat up bad guys, the Super Villains are jerks, Alexandria can fly, Her mother teaches English and her best friend always turns red every time Taylor hugs her lately. That last one worries her that her best friend might be getting sick, poor girl almost fainted the last time Taylor checked her temperature by placing her forehead against hers.

Anyway, the ten year old Taylor knows much about the world and she prided herself on it. But no where did she ever hear of a flying balistic hitting her on the head in her own backyard. Complete with playing cards scattering all over her.

So Taylor, after holding her head in her hands saying ow repeatedly, finally got up to meet her destiny
.
"Hiya!" A cheerful voice, coming out of a pink circle with a star in it center that is somehow flying with wings.

Taylor Hebert, knowledgeable ten year old girl and soon to be magical girl, promptly did what any other ten year old would do in her situation. She met the ground again in a dead faint.

Ten minutes later, Taylor woke up with a start and stared at the winged thing that was poking her.

"Hiya!" The thing repeated. Causing Taylor to really stare at it. "Hiya?" The thing animated a sweat drop in response of the intensely staring ten year old girl.

"Are you some sort of tinker-tech toy?" The girl asked.

"What? NO! I am not!" The thing exclaimed.

"Reaaalllly?" The girl questioned and continued her intense staring, causing the thing to really start to animate sweating.

"I am the great, the magnificent Kaledostick Ruby!" The girl continued to stare at Ruby as it did some silly poses. "I was made and sent here by the great Wizard Marshal Zelretch himself to-"

"So the tinker named Zelretch threw you at my face, I will remember that." Taylor interrupted with a slightly menacing tone, for a ten year old. Let it not be said that Taylor Hebert does not know how to hold grudges.

Meanwhile at Fugly Bob's, a certain 3000 year old vampire had a chill run down his spine. He shrugged it off and started to break the record for Fugly Bob's challenger. Chubuster is going to be pissed.

"Zelretch is not a Tinker! He is a wizard!" Ruby shouted, completely ignoring the menacing tone Taylor had taken when she said Zelretch.

"Magic isn't real." Taylor said, her voice filled with disbelief.

"It is! Just because your world has super hero's that run on space whale bullshit does not make magic any less real!"

"Space wha-" Taylor started to say before she was interrupted.

"And another thing, what happen to the fantasies of a child?! If I said magic a normal child would have gotten excited!" Ruby continued to rant.

"What spac-" Taylor tried again.

"God damn, my Master just had to be one of those science twits that think they know everything about the universe! Whats next, a kid is going to gain electromagnetism and call herself Railgun?!"

Meanwhile in Japan, a certain 14 year old girl sneezed and then was glomped by a teleportor.

"Are you done?" Taylor asked with an annoyed tone.

"Yes..." Ruby said breathing heavily," yes I am."

"Why did you call me master?" Taylor asked, forgetting about the space whales during the long rant that was conveniently cut short.

"Oh, yeah." Ruby clears her non existent throat. "You have been chosen to be a magical girl! To right wrongs! Fight great injusti- where are you going?"

"No." Taylor continued to walk away.

"Wait!" Ruby Shouted.

"What is it?" Taylor asks and she stops and turns around.

"At least let me wipe the blood from your nose! Your mom and dad might worry if you come in with a bloody nose after all!" Ruby exclaimed.

"Ok..." Taylor said, not noticing Ruby gleam a little.

"Here you go." Ruby wiped the blood away from Taylor's nose. "Would you mind also picking up those cards for me? I don't have hands."

Taylor looks at Ruby suspiciously and then shrugs. "Sure."

Taylor reached down only to grab Ruby's rod end.

"Contract established! We will make the best magical girl out of you yet my master!"

"WHAT?!"

Taylor's world became filled with bright light and evil laughter.

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"Ruby..."

"Yes Taylor?" Ruby learned better to call Taylor any form of master or mistress.

"Why are we at the boat graveyard?" Taylor questioned.

"So I can can teach you the fine art of the magical girl!"

"Ok...?"

"Starting with beam spamming all of your problems away!"

"Oh."

"Now get suited up! It is SHOW TIME!" Cheesy magical transformation music starts playing everywhere.

"Do I have to?" The music abruptly stops.

"Yes, Taylor."

"But.."

"I know Taylor."

"The..."

"We had this discussion before Taylor."

"How.."

"Magic will disguise you to anyone who isn't your love interest Taylor."

"Why..."

"Do not know why it works like that but it just does Taylor."

"That..."

"Its magic Taylor, it is not supposed to make sense."

"Ok."

"Right, it is show time!" Cheesy magical transformation music starts playing out of no where.

This time Taylor is in engulfed in a bright light. Doing poses, twirls and everything magical girls do during these spectacular events that any word descriptions of would only be inferior to it being animated.
When the bright light died down, Taylor was transformed! Armed with a pink, backless blouse where the end it meets the white skirt she has looks like flower petals, with a huge pink ribbon on her back and a white cape that turns pink at the tips.Wearing white gloves with sleeves that are not attached to her blouse! Pink white feathers in her long light brown hair, and pink stylish knee high boots, ten year old Taylor Hebert is now the very definition of innocent magical girl!

And she shall hate Zeltrech forever for it.

"Ah, the magical girl transformation sequence. It brings a tear to my eyes."

"You don't have any! Besides, I hate this outfit."

"Nonsense! Looking like a cute innocent girl allows you to get away with genocide of any forces of darkness you will be forced to face!"

"What?" Taylor glared down at Ruby.

"Nothing!" Ruby said quickly.

"We will talk about this later." Taylor said quietly in a tone that gave Ruby chills.

"Now, now Taylor! Look around you, what do you see?" The kaledostick asked, quickly changing the subject.

"Junk."

"Always with the short answers with you." Ruby sighs," you are wrong, what I see is acceptable targets!"

"Still junk."

"Shut up and hold me like a baseball bat."

"Like this?" Taylor proceeds to do so.

"Yes! Now imagine a ball in front of you."

"Got it."

"Great! Now see that wreck over there?"

"Yes."

"Now take a swing and imagine the ball hitting it."

Taylor did so, causing a pink beam of death to shoot out hitting the wreck, making it explode brilliantly with much fanfare and CG graphics.

"That was good for a first try, Taylor." Ruby stated.

"Taylor?" Ruby questioned.

"Taylor?!" Ruby exclaimed!

"Whoa," Taylor eloquently said, snapping out of her awe. "I do not care much for the beam color but that was pretty awesome!"

"I know right?"

"I am going to do it again!" Taylor exclaimed excitingly
.
And so, our hero started to enthusiastically rain pink death on the boat grave yard.

'She is growing up to be a fine magical girl.' Ruby thought with a sniff as Taylor started to fly without realizing it.

Taylor paused in her one woman quest for boat destruction as her enhanced hearing picked up a motorcycle coming her way.

"CHEESE IT, ITS THE COPS!" Ruby yelled, causing Taylor to react on instinct and fly away from the scene of the crime.

"Wait... why did I run away?" Taylor asked as she made it home.

"Government officials frown on property damage and are the bane of magically girls everywhere." Ruby calmly stated.

"RRRUUUBBBYYY!!" Taylor shouted with anger and started chasing after the winged circle.

It was just another quite night in the neighborhood.

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It was a scene of mass destruction. Groaning men and women lay around everywhere, the buildings are nothing but rumble. Our young hero finds herself being questioned by Armsmaster again, but this time it was caught on the news!

"Kaledo Ruby... how did this even happen? And how is no one dead?" Armsmaster questioned Taylor carefully, as he learned pissing her off was a bad idea.

"Weeelllll..." Taylor started the immensely long tale that I do not feel like writing about how she ran into some merchant mooks and ended up raining pink beams of death on all the Merchants.

Armsmaster nodded at the right places as she did.

"And then they insulted my mother." Taylor said in a quite, menacing tone she developed after months of hanging around Ruby.

Armsmaster paled. During Kaledo Ruby's debut, the PRT and Protectorate learned how to handle the delusional young parahuman girl who was rated a blaster 12. That included finding out her berserk buttons and leaking them so the girl does not accidentally nuke the city in a berserk rage.

The Merchants apparently did not get the memo.

"And that is why they were all punished!" Taylor finished cheerfully.

"Thank you for giving your statement, please be careful to minimize the collateral damage in the future and fly safely." Armsmaster stated.

"I will and thank you!" Taylor looked at the news camera and gave a cheerful wave and flew off.

"Don't see why we can't force her in the wards, her fights always leads to a lot of collateral damage." A man that looked like he came from Rome said as he walked up to Armsmaster.

"Dauntless, you know Director Costa-Brown had stated herself that we do not interfere with her and all of our thinkers agreed."

"She thinks she is a magical girl."

"Delusional or not, letting her free actually reduced a lot of crime rates. Probably more so than if she was in the Wards."

"Is the destruction really worth it?" Taking in the scene before him.

"We can only hope so." Armsmaster stated quietly.


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"Taylor! OMG! Are you alright?! Did the Merchants do anything to you? Do I need to get my knife?" Emma continued to ramble on as she hugged Taylor to death.

"Emma... air." Taylor managed to choke out from the embrace.

"Woops, sorry!" Emma let Taylor go.

"The Merchants did nothing to me so don't worry. They just insulted my mother... I mean I am not Kaledo Ruby!" Taylor exclaimed.

"Oh, I know." Emma gave Taylor a sly grin.

"Why are you in my room Emma?" Taylor asked quickly changing the subject and noticing the red head wearing cute panda pajamas.

"Remember we were going to have a sleep over today? Silly Taylor." Emma stated cheerfully.

"Oh, right... how did I forget that?" Taylor questioned herself as Ruby started to snicker.

"So, how is it like to fly and beat up bad guys?" Emma questioned as she sat down on Taylors bed.

"It is actually very fun and stress relieving." Taylor answered as she sat on her computer chair. "I mean I am not Kaledo Ruby!" Taylor shouted as she noticed her slip up.

"I know you are Kaledo Ruby, Taylor. I saw you wave at the news-camera."

Ruby started to snicker louder.

"Wait, how did you see me? The mag- stranger rating I have should prevent anyone but my love interest from recognizing me in costume!" Taylor exclaimed as Ruby started to float by her head and snicker even louder.

Taylor then noticed Emma's face light up in a brilliant shade of red. Then she thought back to all of the hugs and the way Emma would blush at the contact and even if her face got close to hers.

"Oh." Taylor said as she stared at Emma shifting awkwardly.

Ruby started to laugh.

"Shut up Ruby!" Taylor exclaimed as she slapped Ruby to the ground.

Ruby only laughed even harder.

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"Mom, dad, I am sorry I have to do this!" Taylor yelled over the blaring sirens that signaled the coming of an Endbringer.

"Taylor Don't go!" Taylor's dad exclaimed.

"Taylor get down here right this instant!" Taylor mom yelled, tears started welling up around her eyes.

Taylor looked down at them and showed them a resolute expression.

"I am Magical Girl Kaledo Ruby, I am the champion of Gaia. It is my responsibility to destroy these abominations." Taylor stated softly. "I will not allow them to do as they please any more!" Taylor yelled and started to fly away at full speed.

"TAYLOR/TAYLOR!" Taylor's parents yelled after her in vain, her mother started to cry.

"You are the best master I could have ever hoped for Taylor." Ruby stated softly as they made their way to where the hero's meet up.

"Shut up Ruby," Taylor sniffled, "stupid rain."

Ruby wisely kept silent for once.

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Hero's were being incinerated left and right, Behemoth decided to stop playing games after taking an Excaliblast to the face. While the broken girl could only look in horror at the carnage before her. Legend was dead, so many had fallen. And it was her fault for causing the Endbringer to be reduced to a skeleton.

"It is all my fault..." Taylor said softly and coughs up some blood.

"Taylor! It is not your fault! You couldn't have known it was holding back all this time, that they were all holding back all this time!" Ruby started yelling, trying to get Taylor back in the game.

"No... it makes sense in the long run. They were just playing with us, slowly causing us to go extinct." Taylor started to say as she struggled to get up.

"We never had a chance... but that changes today!" Taylor yelled as she got up.

"ARCHER INCLUDE!" Taylor roared!

Taylor's clothes changed into a more feminine version on the Counter guardian known as EMIYA.

"I may not be able to call myself a hero after this." with a soft trace on, Taylor started to gather as much prana as she can. "I may not even be able to consider myself human anymore." Taylor stated as a golden sword sheaf started to form in front of her. "But I do not care." Taylor grafted the imitation of Avalon to her soul and flooded it with prana, forcing it to heal her completely.

"I have the lifetimes of all the heroes and villains I have been, Grafted in my soul so their legends will live on in the modern day."

Taylor traced her bow and loaded an arrow. "Caliborn II" Taylor fired and the arrow exploded on Behemoths face, causing it to pay attention to her.

"I walk a path shaped by many lives. Whether good or ill."

Taylor traced two Excalibur's in her hands and charged the Behemoth and it shot lighting at her. She deflected it easy without losing any of her speed. Absolutely glowing with Prana.

"Forged by the kaleidescope, shaped by Gaia."

Taylor deflected more lightning bolts, the hero's that witnessed this day will say that the Behemoth started to panic as Taylor got closer.

"Hero, villain, god, demon it does not matter. I am one, and I am all."

Taylor finally made it to Behemoth and glared at him.

"For this is the requiem of my soul, of the infinite potential I now bear." Taylor finished softly.

Both her and Behemoth were engulfed in a brilliant light.

They found themselves in a Brocklen Bay that is in perpetual night with a full crimson moon in the night sky.

"So Behemoth, you think you can handle me? You do not have enough lives." Taylor stated calmly to the abomination as they were surrounded by many different versions of Taylors. Taylors wielding included heroic cards as well as Taylor who looked like they belonged to the night. Infinite possibility all shown.

When the reality marble faded only Taylor was left standing. Holding on to a dormant Ruby, looking at her sadly.

The hero's and villains cheered at Behemoth's death.

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Mini-Interlude 1- Piggot.

You mean to tell me the delusional parahuman girl not only did something that knocked out every precog in the world and gave all of the thinkers severe headaches, killed Behemoth and is returning to Brocklen Bay with a revealed civilian identity?

"Yes." the person on the other line of the phone said.

"That is what I thought you said Chief Director." Piggot said calmly as she hung up the phone.

Piggot stared at the ceiling in silence before deciding something. She pushed a button on the intercom.

"Yes ma'm?" Her secretary asked.

"Get me an appointment scheduled with that new healer called Panacea. I am to sober for this shit."

Mini-Interlude 2- Zeltrech

"Well this worked out pretty well." The old man said silently as he loomed over the sleeping form of Taylor.

"Even given what she achieve today, she is still sad." Zeltrech looked at the dormant form of Ruby Taylor was clutching in her sleep.

"Ah, I see." The old true ancestor said as he gently took Ruby from Taylor's grasps. "She manage to overload Ruby with that stunt." Zeltrech smile sadly.

"This will be my last gift for you Taylor. May you find happiness in your life and give this world the true happy ending it deserves." Zeltrech stated as he fixed Ruby.

"Zeltrech?" The newly awakened Ruby asked.

"Keep an eye on her Ruby, your job is not done yet."

"I will!"

"Farewell Taylor Hebert. Who knows, we may meet again soon. The Kaleidescope has infinite possibilities after all, and I haven't seen it all yet."

Zeltrech opens up a portal and starts humming a tune he did for when Taylor was little as he walks through it.

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Omake

-5 years later-

"Ruby."

"Yes Taylor?"

"Why does my body still look like it is ten?"

"Think it happened because of the Behemoth all those years ago, like when you flooded Avalon with infinite prana or it might be Gaia's doing. I think you might age like a dragon. Gaia liked them after all."

"Does this mean that I would be going through puberty for at least one-hundred years?"

"I believe so."

"GOD DAMN IT!"

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Well, I finished this oneshot because honestly the damn thing kept getting stuck in my head. If someone wants to adopt this and actually make a story out of this go ahead. Remember this is crack, it is meant to be silly and over the top. That is why this Taylor is one of the most powerful Taylors and why Taylor and Emma are acting the way they are.

As for Emma, well, apparently Magical girls can only have yuri relationships or be shipped with girls.

As For Zeltrech. The reason why he did this was actually half entertainment and half wanting to see Taylor get a happier life. She kinda grew on him when he became her grandfather figure.

Grandpa Zeltrech is best Zeltrech.

The reason why she didn't recognize his name is because He went by the name Robort Oh' Baily.

 

[Jack of Olives]

Wow you fucked that Immortality link up amazingly. Here's a correct URL: http://i.imgur.com/RlpG2h9.jpg

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Dangit! I thought I fixed that.

Thanks for the heads-up.

My first reaction on reading through this was, Oh dear fucking god you are making Taylor into Evangeline from Mahou sensei Negima.

It only got worse from there when I actually read the options.

At least Taylor wont be stuck eternally at a school since the ROB said she would return to Earth Bet with all of her powers she just gained in a year right? Right?

Otherwise I would not want to wish Taylor's fate on anyone.

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It's a good thing that Taylor is hard to kill, and has some nakama to help her out, innit?

Interesting. I find myself as much looking forward to her return to Earth Bet, as to her upcoming adventure, if you write this.

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I may just.

How Taylor stopped worrying and became a magical girl! Hehehehe. (Worm/Kaleidostick Ruby)

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That was awesomely hilarious.

 

[Zege]

How Taylor stopped worrying and became a magical girl! Hehehehe. (Worm/Kaleidostick Ruby)

Warning: Contains crack and magical girl shenanigans.

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Well, I finished this oneshot because honestly the damn thing kept getting stuck in my head. If someone wants to adopt this and actually make a story out of this go ahead. Remember this is crack, it is meant to be silly and over the top. That is why this Taylor is one of the most powerful Taylors and why Taylor and Emma are acting the way they are.

As for Emma, well, apparently Magical girls can only have yuri relationships or be shipped with girls.

As For Zeltrech. The reason why he did this was actually half entertainment and half wanting to see Taylor get a happier life. She kinda grew on him when he became her grandfather figure.

Grandpa Zeltrech is best Zeltrech.

The reason why she didn't recognize his name is because He went by the name Robort Oh' Baily.

Click to shrink...

Must... resist... temptation... to work!

I'm bad enough at working on my little bits as it is, I don't need to bring ruin upon myself by working on this one.

But I dearly wish I could.

 

[OverReactionGuy]

Must... resist... temptation... to work!

I'm bad enough at working on my little bits as it is, I don't need to bring ruin upon myself by working on this one.

But I dearly wish I could.

Click to shrink...

Muahahaha!

 

[Sol Mark-1]

How Taylor stopped worrying and became a magical girl! Hehehehe. (Worm/Kaleidostick Ruby)

Warning: Contains crack and magical girl shenanigans.



There are many different dimensions out there with many different universes, each reflect the infinite choices that are made day by day by people living in them. This is the story of one of the silly times Zelretch visited a city named Brocklen bay. Yes... Zelretch arrive on Earth Bet. But this time he is going to HALP!

At ten years old, Taylor knew much about the world and how it worked. The super hero's beat up bad guys, the Super Villains are jerks, Alexandria can fly, Her mother teaches English and her best friend always turns red every time Taylor hugs her lately. That last one worries her that her best friend might be getting sick, poor girl almost fainted the last time Taylor checked her temperature by placing her forehead against hers.

Anyway, the ten year old Taylor knows much about the world and she prided herself on it. But no where did she ever hear of a flying balistic hitting her on the head in her own backyard. Complete with playing cards scattering all over her.

So Taylor, after holding her head in her hands saying ow repeatedly, finally got up to meet her destiny
.
"Hiya!" A cheerful voice, coming out of a pink circle with a star in it center that is somehow flying with wings.

Taylor Hebert, knowledgeable ten year old girl and soon to be magical girl, promptly did what any other ten year old would do in her situation. She met the ground again in a dead faint.

Ten minutes later, Taylor woke up with a start and stared at the winged thing that was poking her.

"Hiya!" The thing repeated. Causing Taylor to really stare at it. "Hiya?" The thing animated a sweat drop in response of the intensely staring ten year old girl.

"Are you some sort of tinker-tech toy?" The girl asked.

"What? NO! I am not!" The thing exclaimed.

"Reaaalllly?" The girl questioned and continued her intense staring, causing the thing to really start to animate sweating.

"I am the great, the magnificent Kaledostick Ruby!" The girl continued to stare at Ruby as it did some silly poses. "I was made and sent here by the great Wizard Marshal Zelretch himself to-"

"So the tinker named Zelretch threw you at my face, I will remember that." Taylor interrupted with a slightly menacing tone, for a ten year old. Let it not be said that Taylor Hebert does not know how to hold grudges.

Meanwhile at Fugly Bob's, a certain 3000 year old vampire had a chill run down his spine. He shrugged it off and started to break the record for Fugly Bob's challenger. Chubuster is going to be pissed.

"Zelretch is not a Tinker! He is a wizard!" Ruby shouted, completely ignoring the menacing tone Taylor had taken when she said Zelretch.

"Magic isn't real." Taylor said, her voice filled with disbelief.

"It is! Just because your world has super hero's that run on space whale bullshit does not make magic any less real!"

"Space wha-" Taylor started to say before she was interrupted.

"And another thing, what happen to the fantasies of a child?! If I said magic a normal child would have gotten excited!" Ruby continued to rant.

"What spac-" Taylor tried again.

"God damn, my Master just had to be one of those science twits that think they know everything about the universe! Whats next, a kid is going to gain electromagnetism and call herself Railgun?!"

Meanwhile in Japan, a certain 14 year old girl sneezed and then was glomped by a teleportor.

"Are you done?" Taylor asked with an annoyed tone.

"Yes..." Ruby said breathing heavily," yes I am."

"Why did you call me master?" Taylor asked, forgetting about the space whales during the long rant that was conveniently cut short.

"Oh, yeah." Ruby clears her non existent throat. "You have been chosen to be a magical girl! To right wrongs! Fight great injusti- where are you going?"

"No." Taylor continued to walk away.

"Wait!" Ruby Shouted.

"What is it?" Taylor asks and she stops and turns around.

"At least let me wipe the blood from your nose! Your mom and dad might worry if you come in with a bloody nose after all!" Ruby exclaimed.

"Ok..." Taylor said, not noticing Ruby gleam a little.

"Here you go." Ruby wiped the blood away from Taylor's nose. "Would you mind also picking up those cards for me? I don't have hands."

Taylor looks at Ruby suspiciously and then shrugs. "Sure."

Taylor reached down only to grab Ruby's rod end.

"Contract established! We will make the best magical girl out of you yet my master!"

"WHAT?!"

Taylor's world became filled with bright light and evil laughter.

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"Ruby..."

"Yes Taylor?" Ruby learned better to call Taylor any form of master or mistress.

"Why are we at the boat graveyard?" Taylor questioned.

"So I can can teach you the fine art of the magical girl!"

"Ok...?"

"Starting with beam spamming all of your problems away!"

"Oh."

"Now get suited up! It is SHOW TIME!" Cheesy magical transformation music starts playing everywhere.

"Do I have to?" The music abruptly stops.

"Yes, Taylor."

"But.."

"I know Taylor."

"The..."

"We had this discussion before Taylor."

"How.."

"Magic will disguise you to anyone who isn't your love interest Taylor."

"Why..."

"Do not know why it works like that but it just does Taylor."

"That..."

"Its magic Taylor, it is not supposed to make sense."

"Ok."

"Right, it is show time!" Cheesy magical transformation music starts playing out of no where.

This time Taylor is in engulfed in a bright light. Doing poses, twirls and everything magical girls do during these spectacular events that any word descriptions of would only be inferior to it being animated.
When the bright light died down, Taylor was transformed! Armed with a pink, backless blouse where the end it meets the white skirt she has looks like flower petals, with a huge pink ribbon on her back and a white cape that turns pink at the tips.Wearing white gloves with sleeves that are not attached to her blouse! Pink white feathers in her long light brown hair, and pink stylish knee high boots, ten year old Taylor Hebert is now the very definition of innocent magical girl!

And she shall hate Zeltrech forever for it.

"Ah, the magical girl transformation sequence. It brings a tear to my eyes."

"You don't have any! Besides, I hate this outfit."

"Nonsense! Looking like a cute innocent girl allows you to get away with genocide of any forces of darkness you will be forced to face!"

"What?" Taylor glared down at Ruby.

"Nothing!" Ruby said quickly.

"We will talk about this later." Taylor said quietly in a tone that gave Ruby chills.

"Now, now Taylor! Look around you, what do you see?" The kaledostick asked, quickly changing the subject.

"Junk."

"Always with the short answers with you." Ruby sighs," you are wrong, what I see is acceptable targets!"

"Still junk."

"Shut up and hold me like a baseball bat."

"Like this?" Taylor proceeds to do so.

"Yes! Now imagine a ball in front of you."

"Got it."

"Great! Now see that wreck over there?"

"Yes."

"Now take a swing and imagine the ball hitting it."

Taylor did so, causing a pink beam of death to shoot out hitting the wreck, making it explode brilliantly with much fanfare and CG graphics.

"That was good for a first try, Taylor." Ruby stated.

"Taylor?" Ruby questioned.

"Taylor?!" Ruby exclaimed!

"Whoa," Taylor eloquently said, snapping out of her awe. "I do not care much for the beam color but that was pretty awesome!"

"I know right?"

"I am going to do it again!" Taylor exclaimed excitingly
.
And so, our hero started to enthusiastically rain pink death on the boat grave yard.

'She is growing up to be a fine magical girl.' Ruby thought with a sniff as Taylor started to fly without realizing it.

Taylor paused in her one woman quest for boat destruction as her enhanced hearing picked up a motorcycle coming her way.

"CHEESE IT, ITS THE COPS!" Ruby yelled, causing Taylor to react on instinct and fly away from the scene of the crime.

"Wait... why did I run away?" Taylor asked as she made it home.

"Government officials frown on property damage and are the bane of magically girls everywhere." Ruby calmly stated.

"RRRUUUBBBYYY!!" Taylor shouted with anger and started chasing after the winged circle.

It was just another quite night in the neighborhood.

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It was a scene of mass destruction. Groaning men and women lay around everywhere, the buildings are nothing but rumble. Our young hero finds herself being questioned by Armsmaster again, but this time it was caught on the news!

"Kaledo Ruby... how did this even happen? And how is no one dead?" Armsmaster questioned Taylor carefully, as he learned pissing her off was a bad idea.

"Weeelllll..." Taylor started the immensely long tale that I do not feel like writing about how she ran into some merchant mooks and ended up raining pink beams of death on all the Merchants.

Armsmaster nodded at the right places as she did.

"And then they insulted my mother." Taylor said in a quite, menacing tone she developed after months of hanging around Ruby.

Armsmaster paled. During Kaledo Ruby's debut, the PRT and Protectorate learned how to handle the delusional young parahuman girl who was rated a blaster 12. That included finding out her berserk buttons and leaking them so the girl does not accidentally nuke the city in a berserk rage.

The Merchants apparently did not get the memo.

"And that is why they were all punished!" Taylor finished cheerfully.

"Thank you for giving your statement, please be careful to minimize the collateral damage in the future and fly safely." Armsmaster stated.

"I will and thank you!" Taylor looked at the news camera and gave a cheerful wave and flew off.

"Don't see why we can't force her in the wards, her fights always leads to a lot of collateral damage." A man that looked like he came from Rome said as he walked up to Armsmaster.

"Dauntless, you know Director Costa-Brown had stated herself that we do not interfere with her and all of our thinkers agreed."

"She thinks she is a magical girl."

"Delusional or not, letting her free actually reduced a lot of crime rates. Probably more so than if she was in the Wards."

"Is the destruction really worth it?" Taking in the scene before him.

"We can only hope so." Armsmaster stated quietly.


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"Taylor! OMG! Are you alright?! Did the Merchants do anything to you? Do I need to get my knife?" Emma continued to ramble on as she hugged Taylor to death.

"Emma... air." Taylor managed to choke out from the embrace.

"Woops, sorry!" Emma let Taylor go.

"The Merchants did nothing to me so don't worry. They just insulted my mother... I mean I am not Kaledo Ruby!" Taylor exclaimed.

"Oh, I know." Emma gave Taylor a sly grin.

"Why are you in my room Emma?" Taylor asked quickly changing the subject and noticing the red head wearing cute panda pajamas.

"Remember we were going to have a sleep over today? Silly Taylor." Emma stated cheerfully.

"Oh, right... how did I forget that?" Taylor questioned herself as Ruby started to snicker.

"So, how is it like to fly and beat up bad guys?" Emma questioned as she sat down on Taylors bed.

"It is actually very fun and stress relieving." Taylor answered as she sat on her computer chair. "I mean I am not Kaledo Ruby!" Taylor shouted as she noticed her slip up.

"I know you are Kaledo Ruby, Taylor. I saw you wave at the news-camera."

Ruby started to snicker louder.

"Wait, how did you see me? The mag- stranger rating I have should prevent anyone but my love interest from recognizing me in costume!" Taylor exclaimed as Ruby started to float by her head and snicker even louder.

Taylor then noticed Emma's face light up in a brilliant shade of red. Then she thought back to all of the hugs and the way Emma would blush at the contact and even if her face got close to hers.

"Oh." Taylor said as she stared at Emma shifting awkwardly.

Ruby started to laugh.

"Shut up Ruby!" Taylor exclaimed as she slapped Ruby to the ground.

Ruby only laughed even harder.

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"Mom, dad, I am sorry I have to do this!" Taylor yelled over the blaring sirens that signaled the coming of an Endbringer.

"Taylor Don't go!" Taylor's dad exclaimed.

"Taylor get down here right this instant!" Taylor mom yelled, tears started welling up around her eyes.

Taylor looked down at them and showed them a resolute expression.

"I am Magical Girl Kaledo Ruby, I am the champion of Gaia. It is my responsibility to destroy these abominations." Taylor stated softly. "I will not allow them to do as they please any more!" Taylor yelled and started to fly away at full speed.

"TAYLOR/TAYLOR!" Taylor's parents yelled after her in vain, her mother started to cry.

"You are the best master I could have ever hoped for Taylor." Ruby stated softly as they made their way to where the hero's meet up.

"Shut up Ruby," Taylor sniffled, "stupid rain."

Ruby wisely kept silent for once.

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Hero's were being incinerated left and right, Behemoth decided to stop playing games after taking an Excaliblast to the face. While the broken girl could only look in horror at the carnage before her. Legend was dead, so many had fallen. And it was her fault for causing the Endbringer to be reduced to a skeleton.

"It is all my fault..." Taylor said softly and coughs up some blood.

"Taylor! It is not your fault! You couldn't have known it was holding back all this time, that they were all holding back all this time!" Ruby started yelling, trying to get Taylor back in the game.

"No... it makes sense in the long run. They were just playing with us, slowly causing us to go extinct." Taylor started to say as she struggled to get up.

"We never had a chance... but that changes today!" Taylor yelled as she got up.

"ARCHER INCLUDE!" Taylor roared!

Taylor's clothes changed into a more feminine version on the Counter guardian known as EMIYA.

"I may not be able to call myself a hero after this." with a soft trace on, Taylor started to gather as much prana as she can. "I may not even be able to consider myself human anymore." Taylor stated as a golden sword sheaf started to form in front of her. "But I do not care." Taylor grafted the imitation of Avalon to her soul and flooded it with prana, forcing it to heal her completely.

"I have the lifetimes of all the heroes and villains I have been, Grafted in my soul so their legends will live on in the modern day."

Taylor traced her bow and loaded an arrow. "Caliborn II" Taylor fired and the arrow exploded on Behemoths face, causing it to pay attention to her.

"I walk a path shaped by many lives. Whether good or ill."

Taylor traced two Excalibur's in her hands and charged the Behemoth and it shot lighting at her. She deflected it easy without losing any of her speed. Absolutely glowing with Prana.

"Forged by the kaleidescope, shaped by Gaia."

Taylor deflected more lightning bolts, the hero's that witnessed this day will say that the Behemoth started to panic as Taylor got closer.

"Hero, villain, god, demon it does not matter. I am one, and I am all."

Taylor finally made it to Behemoth and glared at him.

"For this is the requiem of my soul, of the infinite potential I now bear." Taylor finished softly.

Both her and Behemoth were engulfed in a brilliant light.

They found themselves in a Brocklen Bay that is in perpetual night with a full crimson moon in the night sky.

"So Behemoth, you think you can handle me? You do not have enough lives." Taylor stated calmly to the abomination as they were surrounded by many different versions of Taylors. Taylors wielding included heroic cards as well as Taylor who looked like they belonged to the night. Infinite possibility all shown.

When the reality marble faded only Taylor was left standing. Holding on to a dormant Ruby, looking at her sadly.

The hero's and villains cheered at Behemoth's death.

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Mini-Interlude 1- Piggot.

You mean to tell me the delusional parahuman girl not only did something that knocked out every precog in the world and gave all of the thinkers severe headaches, killed Behemoth and is returning to Brocklen Bay with a revealed civilian identity?

"Yes." the person on the other line of the phone said.

"That is what I thought you said Chief Director." Piggot said calmly as she hung up the phone.

Piggot stared at the ceiling in silence before deciding something. She pushed a button on the intercom.

"Yes ma'm?" Her secretary asked.

"Get me an appointment scheduled with that new healer called Panacea. I am to sober for this shit."

Mini-Interlude 2- Zeltrech

"Well this worked out pretty well." The old man said silently as he loomed over the sleeping form of Taylor.

"Even given what she achieve today, she is still sad." Zeltrech looked at the dormant form of Ruby Taylor was clutching in her sleep.

"Ah, I see." The old true ancestor said as he gently took Ruby from Taylor's grasps. "She manage to overload Ruby with that stunt." Zeltrech smile sadly.

"This will be my last gift for you Taylor. May you find happiness in your life and give this world the true happy ending it deserves." Zeltrech stated as he fixed Ruby.

"Zeltrech?" The newly awakened Ruby asked.

"Keep an eye on her Ruby, your job is not done yet."

"I will!"

"Farewell Taylor Hebert. Who knows, we may meet again soon. The Kaleidescope has infinite possibilities after all, and I haven't seen it all yet."

Zeltrech opens up a portal and starts humming a tune he did for when Taylor was little as he walks through it.

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Omake

-5 years later-

"Ruby."

"Yes Taylor?"

"Why does my body still look like it is ten?"

"Think it happened because of the Behemoth all those years ago, like when you flooded Avalon with infinite prana or it might be Gaia's doing. I think you might age like a dragon. Gaia liked them after all."

"Does this mean that I would be going through puberty for at least one-hundred years?"

"I believe so."

"GOD DAMN IT!"

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Well, I finished this oneshot because honestly the damn thing kept getting stuck in my head. If someone wants to adopt this and actually make a story out of this go ahead. Remember this is crack, it is meant to be silly and over the top. That is why this Taylor is one of the most powerful Taylors and why Taylor and Emma are acting the way they are.

As for Emma, well, apparently Magical girls can only have yuri relationships or be shipped with girls.

As For Zeltrech. The reason why he did this was actually half entertainment and half wanting to see Taylor get a happier life. She kinda grew on him when he became her grandfather figure.

Grandpa Zeltrech is best Zeltrech.

The reason why she didn't recognize his name is because He went by the name Robort Oh' Baily.

Click to shrink...

This is pure gold.

For extra hilarity give Taylor a harem.

Dont worry Taylor, Arturia had the same situation as you.. wait ignore what I said.

 

[Snake/Eater]

I have this idea for a Ergo Proxy crossover,Kenta did not trigger in to Lung,But in to a more Terrifying monster...into Ergo Proxy the Agent of Death and Kenta's now more Crazy then Jack Slash with his psychotic blackouts and amnesia and the Yangban is after him badly.. that's about it you do what you like with it.


Ergo!Lung:Your now Asian.
Dinah:Sure,just give me more candy.
Ergo!Lung:No more candy for you because I am a God!

 

[Master of Squirrel-fu]

The Weaver

Thinker powers... I'd read online somewhere that more than any other cape Thinkers are the most influenced by their powers. It's not hard to see why really, thinkers (and to a lesser degree tinkers) by their nature see the world differently than anyone else. An entirely new dimension to to perceive the world with, an alien sense impossible for anyone else to truly understand. I'd head it people describe it as "Suddenly realizing that everything I've seen was just a shadow on a wall". It's an impossible sensation to describe, something so innate and intuitive that it defies the ability to truly explain to those who haven't experienced it. Describing colors to the blind comes to mind. So does explaining how to move one's own body.

Both seem to fairly accurately show the disparity between my previous limited view to what I know can "see".

I cried when I first saw it. When the truth of the world became clear to me.

Beautiful was too small a word to describe it.

A tapestry. Made of song and dance, a constant motion and a flux of data. Both flowing and of distinct form. An impossible collage of color and sound that shifted with every motion and sprung from mere existence itself. A weave of pure... Majesty that existed within and flowed everything. For what felt like an eternal moment I thought I might have left the world behind.

Was this heaven? I had asked myself, Have I died?

It had seemed that I was not the only one to worry for the latter question. Three weeks. I'd been conscious but unresponsive for three weeks, an empty body staring dumbly at the wall or any shiny object or jangly toy. I'd "woken up" to my father in a heated argument with a man I later learned was my doctor on my continued care. That they could not care for me for much longer and I'd have to be moved to a more... accommodating care center for those like me. I don't remember this period but I can't help but feel mortified for it. I'd regressed to being a infant for all I acted.

In the following day's after returning I'd been distracted. Unnaturally giddy and blissful. I'd had the darkness that was my old life dissolved by the light of my new sight, a door opening from an unlit sealed room into an open and sunny meadow. I'd noticed my father torn between joy and worry, but I didn't question my sudden turnaround. I was finally happy, that was what mattered.

Within a week the bright glow had dulled. The colors had lost a bit of their shine. The waves of motion moving as if through molasses.What was once a bright light had fallen to a simple warm glow. And with it the darkness began to return, a deeper pitch than ever as if the light had concentrated it's shadows. My light, my song, my bliss... slipping away. The thought sent a chill so deep I felt my bones chill and a chasm to open in my stomach.

In my desperation I'd grabbed a pen. Such beautiful waves it had made, bright and deep. It was now dark. I'd waved it frantically, shaking it. I'd recalled the way the Weave had moved with it and tried to ape at it. After so many tries I'd found the pattern and traced it. The pen... slipped, into the Weave and like a spark into a silo the Light, Motion, Color, Song exploded forth. So bright, but so small. But it was enough to keep the shadows at bay for the time.

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I'd seen Panacea wandering about the hospital on a check up. One of her good will missions to the hospitals of her home city. I'd felt a mild curiosity and interest in the hero. At the time I'd had other worries, the darkness was returning again. As I'd had the time I'd decided to follow along on her tour, blending in with the gaggle of onlookers with a similar idea and just as much free time. Words failed me when I'd first seen her work her magic. The light that came from her, The Weave she'd created an impossibly complicated machination with so many dimensions and inputs and outputs that it rendered all I'd seen before it like dirt. For several minutes I'd just stood there staring at the location she'd been standing even as she moved on to other patients coming to after even the patient too had vacated. As embarrassed as I felt at that moment with a few others standing around to stare with judgmental eyes I did not have the time to waste on shame. I'd run off to find the healer to witness that miracle again.

I spent the next hour watching her, staring deeply without care for the looks I was receiving. Forty Nine patients in total with all manner of afflictions, healed in an hour. It seemed like a small number, then again time seemed fairly fast as well. Perhaps she had left because of my behavior? It was no use dwelling though. I'd burned the image of her miracle into my soul, every motion and color and hum down to the last minutiae of detail was memorized. When I'd returned home I had no cares, the memory of the day's event burning away the darkness.

Her Miracle was impossible to truly grasp in full so many parts, contingencies, a billion billion little moving pieces all doing a million million little functions. Each unique each necessary to keep the flow stable. But one part stood out, something separate that was intertwined with it, a stand alone piece that was included. With every viewing it became clearer. Until it became it's own little bubble. It wasn't complete, but it was close, it was so clear too as if I could reach out into my memories and touch it.

My fingers twitched and my throat began to dry.

Perhaps...

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Two hours. I'd collapsed onto your bed in exhaustion. Two hours of song and dance and manic motions to spin The Weave. Even that was a just for a shallow imitation of what I'd seen. I'd moved with more grace and dexterity than I believed myself possible of, but not enough to work The Weave as I needed to create what you'd seen. I held the pale little bauble in my hands. I'd been too proud, to thing I could truly replicate that beauty, that perfection of form and function. Maybe I was only deluding myself, maybe I was just mad and seeing things. I don't think I could have handled that, but I didn't feel as if that was true. Then again who do- not that circular thinking was just plain unproductive no mater the circumstance.

I stared at my creation. Even now it began to loosen and unravel as the songs muffled and motions slowed. It needed something. A target to enter, a living thing. Without hesitation I had placed the light to my chest and without resistance it entered me. A blooming sensation as information invaded my mind. Too much! Far too much!

My shirt, the carpet, and sadly part of the hallway would need to be cleaned soon, having been sacrificed in my rush to bow before the porcelain throne.

That... was an experience. One I doubt I'd want to experience again. But the results spoke for themselves. Despite my failure to capture it's entirety, despite my own poor imitation of it's majesty, despite the whole sections of nonsense and garbled data I had succeeded in it's creation. For in my mind was a complete blueprint of my own body. So many details I lacked the context to understand but I knew my own form better now than I could believe. I didn't need the mental image of my own brain to know what I did now, though it helped.

I couldn't help but smile. I was a cape!

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This is my attempt to create a shard power that's basically "Magic". Let's dub this shard the Grand Scholar. It's purpose before was to study the shards of other Entities to divine and reverse engineer their shards, a hold back to their olden days, though after they spread themselves so far it became vestigial. It can understand physics and is able to mimic the effects of things. It has lesser shards to mimic simple things like natural phenomena but it's chief purpose was to recreate physics breaking effects the entities witnessed and encode them in a blank shard.

Right now Taylor has a long casting time to arrange the physics to work and isn't quite good at putting the finished product together because of her clumsy human body. She needs to find a way to simplify the process. She will later learn that she can "tie" the weave to objects, creating what is effectively physics Macros to make casting faster or "enchant" objects.

Also I tried to write Tayor's being kinda mindfucked along the lines of Glastig Uaine. Rather than fairies she's thinking a little more along the lines of Religion, Magic, and Art even if she doesn't quite realize it yet.

 

[Jack of Olives]

The Weaver

Click to shrink...

I really like what you did here.

At first she'll probably be rated as a low-level (if versatile) shaker/trump, but that will change as she gets more practice with her powers.

She'll likely be considered crazy, though.

 

[Kolarthecool]

Taylor with Ukon/Sakon's power from Naruto.

Basically Taylor triggers while focusing on her need to understand Emmas betrayal or her want of friends, this can end up granting her this ability in a number of ways.

Either Taylor gains the ability to merge with other people and drain them of knowledge and energy. Or she can now create a projection that looks exactly like her but cam merge with others and drain their strength.

In addition to this ability she can also gain:

A minor Brute/Thinker rating that makes her stronger/tougher than average and grants Taijutsu skills.

A Changer power that gives her a cursed seal form and also increases her physical capabilities when activated. (If used with the twin option then the merging power can only work on others when changed.)

Some Blaster/Stranger/Master powers in the way of Ninjutsu or Genjutsu.

 

[Prince Charon]

One day, Thomas Calvert has incredibly bad luck, in both timelines.

In the 'active' or 'unsafe' timeline, he's been outed as Coil (though they still don't know what his power is), and is believed to have been trying to kidnap or kill Panacea (she wasn't even supposed to be there).

In the 'safe' timeline... he choked to death on a pretzel, locking him into the unsafe option.

Was thinking of this as a possible PoD for an AU where Amy gathers the Undersiders. Depends on when it happens.

 

[Zege]

One day, Thomas Calvert has incredibly bad luck, in both timelines.

In the 'active' or 'unsafe' timeline, he's been outed as Coil (though they still don't know what his power is), and is believed to have been trying to kidnap or kill Panacea (she wasn't even supposed to be there).

In the 'safe' timeline... he choked to death on a pretzel, locking him into the unsafe option.

Was thinking of this as a possible PoD for an AU where Amy gathers the Undersiders. Depends on when it happens.

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Anything that leads to Coil dying a most ignoble death is a-ok with me.

 

[Master of Squirrel-fu]

The Weaver
Chapter 2

Mnemonics. Something that helps train your brain to recall things much easier. A shortcut. The word didn't quite fit though... but the concept was close practically identical but it was missing something vital, something that I couldn't say but seemed to recognize subconsciously.

I gave a harsh sigh, sounding all to much like an irritated groan, while falling back onto my bed. I didn't know why I was so stuck on something so inane but I'd be damned if I was going to let it win!

"Grah!" I felt the urge tear my hair out. Dammit I just wanted to move past this but my stupid stupid brain just had to make sure this one tiny little thing was perfect. Not everything, just this one stupid little detail. I sighed again, I wouldn't be able to make any headway like this. It was just so frustrating to come to halt after so much rapid progress, "Hate my brain..."

I held up a little stick above my head as I... acclimated. It was a gymnastic baton I'd gotten on sale from a sporting goods store, bright pink and white. Eye searingly so. I frowned in concentration as I twirled the thing above my head unheeding of the damage it could cause, both mundane and paranormal. It twirled in a complicated pattern between my nimble fingers unerring and swift. Clockwise, counter, side ways, back-ways, in-ways and out-ways with spins and drills. And with each motion The Weave sung and danced in turned.

The stick was no ordinary stick, it used to be but I'd made some adjustments. To the ends of the stick I had tied a piece of The Weave. It had taken just two days to discover that little aspect of my power, and in hindsight I felt embarrassed I had not seen it sooner for how natural the process felt. But it had been a productive weekend none the less, a lot had been learned, of the many little nuances of my gift. The rest of the week had been slightly less so, and the last 48 hours had seen that productivity grind to a screeching halt.

I brought the stick to a halt when I felt the pattern was finished and with a last little twitch severed the thread that held it bound. I couldn't help the honest and wide grin as the end that was pointed away from me began to glow white. A white light that I knew I would not need my Sight to see. My first true creation. My first... Hmm, I would need to find a word for that as well, Reverb? Vibe? Opus? Well it was my first original work, something I'd weaved whole cloth from the aether. I'd spent so many hours studying the threads to find and pluck the right ones and learn their pattern, and to knit my own in a new piece.

In my hands at that moment was in effect a magical flashlight. For something so simple it'd taken far to much effort, directing the light, the intensity, removal of heat, creating a switch. I'd burned through several days on that... Phantasm? (No no, to grand a name for something so small) when I'd only expected minutes at the most. Still the effort involved seemed to only make the following catharsis from it's success all the greater. I felt a little tickle in the back of my mind that let me know that my reservoir was draining, slowly but steadily. Another flick and light cut off and the drain cut. I checked the wand, sighing in relief to see the little light that signaled my work still existed. It'd eventually erode away but for the next few hours I could switch it on and off at will if I wished.

Flick on. Flick off. Flick on Flick off. Flick on...

I felt the tiny drain of power to feed the light. So small as to be instantly replenished when the draw was cut, but unable to refill while being used. If I wanted I could keep the light burning away until the threads came apart and still have over nine tenths my reserve left, the rest returning in minutes. It seemed large but in truth I'm not so sure, a single use of Scan, as I'd dubbed the Gift I'd received from Panacea drained nearly half my pool in an instant, a very unpleasant sensation not unlike having your warmth snatched out from under you.

I was sure there was a solution though, somewhere. If not than I'd make one myself.

For now I had to come up with a good naming scheme.

Descriptive, grandiose, or thematic? Choices choices.

A trip to the library was in order soon.

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Four weeks were up, it was time to return to the world at large. Joy.

People are weird.

I can feel their stares on my back. Quite literally, it's almost like the static off a flickering television only so subtle I'd only barely noticed it with so many eyes pointed at me. The act of observation changes the nature of the observed. Focus only disturbs the natural order even more. I didn't pay any mind to it though, I'd lost interest in watching people a while ago. Despite the complicated tangle that was their woven nature for the most part they were remarkably... bland. They just seemed to... bleed into each other. The nature of man wasn't as varied as poets seemed to think, a depressing discovery for sure. Probably. It might simply be that I wasn't looking beyond the surface and that every person was a unique little snowflake and a world of their own, but that sounded like wasted effort.

I had far more important uses for my time and attention to waste on others. Honestly I'd rather be at home enjoying some experimentation but my dad had other ideas. My hand was forced.

I'd quickly found my new locker and unloaded my burden, books, supplies, lunch, spare wand, gym cloths. Nothing too important, the usual things. While arranging the items into a proper order I'd heard something behind me. A quick glance let me dismiss it, just more people stopping behind me to talk. Completely irrelevant.

Should I place them in order of size? fit them together in a simple shape? Well the lunch needs to be up front, but that would mean digging for extra supplies...

I felt a dig in my shoulder and turned to find the same three people even closer invading my space. I moved a little closer to my locker to avoid further mishaps only to be shoved hard enough to completely scatter my supplies over the inside of the container. Some people...

This time when I turned around I'd bothered to give some amount of attention to the idiots.

... How dull. I couldn't keep the disappointment off my face even while taking a slightly deeper look into the web of their souls. The first one was just bland and simple her patterns not even enough to hold your attention for the second it'd taken to come to that conclusion. The shorter one in the middle was almost insultingly unimpressive. The third though.

There was something about her. I made my way closer to her, shoving my way past the other two to get a better look at her. I'd only stopped when standing right before her. I continued to just study her while ignoring the world around me to unravel this enigma. There were pieces missing, yet she was something more. Or different. I'd not enough experience with these braids, I'd not plucked or even traced the lines of the tapestry of the mind. All I could tell was that something was different, too far outside the norm for it to be something so simple as personality. The thread wasn't there but the traces of it were.

I just stared her down motionless trying to will her mysteries to unravel themselves to me. The world around didn't matter anymore, the stares of the masses, the yapping of the two hangers on. The scene was only broken by the drone of the bell and my target shoving me aside to stalk down the hall. After a few moments of staring off after her I recalled the reason I was here in the first place. With a sigh I gathered my things, casting one last look in the direction of the fleeing girl. The stares increased.

People are weird.

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Sophia Hess, that was her name. My tormentor. Oddly it doesn't evoke much reaction in me to recall those times. It was like they didn't exist, a half forgotten dream. My life before seemed so much... less in light of what I can see now. That... is probably not a good thing. I can't bring my self to feel to concerned though. Also not a good thing. Still if she was Hess then the others were no doubt Emma and... Clairmont? Well the second one didn't matter, only the other two really came with any clarity to my mind, betrayal and fear springing up easily with little prompting.

But in the end it hardly mattered. Emma seemed so much... smaller now. Petty. The strange detachment to my own memories did her no favors either. Hess though... she just wouldn't leave my mind. And with every shared class I watched her trying to determine what it was about her that drew my attention.

I ended up following her after school. Completely unconsciously, I just couldn't tear my eyes away. She'd confronted me as soon as she'd noticed, not a block away from the grounds.

"The fuck is up with you Hebert? You got some kind of beef with me?"

"No," I answered stepping up to her, "You're just interesting."

I was tired of waiting, I lifted my hand to trace her strings. But when I made to touch them my hand slipped through, landing gently on the shorter girl's shoulder. With a frown I tried again with my other hand to find the weave similarly immaterial, my fingers landing on her cheek.

That had never happened before. But I sadly didn't have time to ponder as a sudden pain bloomed in my stomach and I feel onto my knees in breathlessness. I'm not sure what the girl's parting words were as she left me curled up on ground but it sounded positively scathing.

 

[doomlord9]

Oh this is wonderful, poor confused Sophia.

It's already good enough I wouldn't mind it getting it's own dedicated story thread.

 

[Zege]

Sophia must be so weirded out right about now...

 

[Nervaqus987]

"No," I answered stepping up to her, "You're just interesting."

I was tired of waiting, I lifted my hand to trace her strings. But when I made to touch them my hand slipped through, landing gently on the shorter girl's shoulder. With a frown I tried again with my other hand to find the weave similarly immaterial, my fingers landing on her cheek.

That had never happened before. But I sadly didn't have time to ponder as a sudden pain bloomed in my stomach and I feel onto my knees in breathlessness. I'm not sure what the girl's parting words were as she left me curled up on ground but it sounded positively scathing.

Click to shrink...

Sophia: *Stomach Punch*

Sophia: "I don't need an adult."

 

[Navrin]

Crawler figures out a more effective path to growing stronger: He will master the art of annoying people. And he will continue annoying them until they've unleashed all the firepower that they can against him in a futile effort to kill him or he learns of a more promising person. This also means that people would be fully willing to ship him to Endbringer battles because, while he's very annoying, it's not like him evolving from such battles would actually make him WORSE.

 

[Peanuckle]

Crawler figures out a more effective path to growing stronger: He will master the art of annoying people. And he will continue annoying them until they've unleashed all the firepower that they can against him in a futile effort to kill him or he learns of a more promising person. This also means that people would be fully willing to ship him to Endbringer battles because, while he's very annoying, it's not like him evolving from such battles would actually make him WORSE.

Click to shrink...

So basically this, except with a multi-ton monstrosity of chitin plates and razor barbs.

 

[Snake/Eater]

I was Playing tales of the borderlands and i got this idea for a story...on the day Sophia triggered,the memories,skills and scar of Handsome Jack merge with her.Now Brockton Bay..no.Earth Bet has a new kind of Hero and things just got interesting...

 

[Zege]

So, I'm almost done with the next part of Embrace of Steel, but I'd like someone to go over it to help me smooth out the rough parts before I post. That, and after this or the next snippet, I'm going to be expanding it into a full story, and I'd love to get a beta. There's no knowledge of Fate required, but it doesn't hurt.

I'll be too busy to do much tomorrow, but the day after I should be able to finish up part 5. Shoot me a PM if you're interested.

 

[Guile]

Random idea: Leet gets a gamer-type interface. Skill trees, stuff like that. Less freedom, less uncertainty.

It just seems to fit, you know?

 

[Peanuckle]

Eh, there's like 10 Gamer crosses already. They all suffer from the same problem; being focused on shiny new gamer abilities rather than telling a compelling story. What's the point of gaining a hundred powers if you never really explore any of them?

 

[Nervaqus987]

Eh, there's like 10 Gamer crosses already. They all suffer from the same problem; being focused on shiny new gamer abilities rather than telling a compelling story. What's the point of gaining a hundred powers if you never really explore any of them?

Click to shrink...

This, basically.

Whatever else people may think of it, Ryuugi's The Games We Play does a good job exploring the abilities gained and the implications of them.

 

[Guile]

I don't really mean The Gamer the gamer, just a generic game-type skill tree.

From there, it gives an excuse for Uber and Leet to go out and get involved. Less chance for hitting on some one-off masterpiece, but Leet wouldn't be stuck in his workshop checking and rechecking to see if he's made anything like his newest invention before, and how likely it is to explode on him, etcetera.

 

[Peanuckle]

This, basically.

Whatever else people may think of it, Ryuugi's The Games We Play does a good job exploring the abilities gained and the implications of them.

Click to shrink...

I've tried reading it, but I've never watched RWBY so I'm at a loss.

 

[Nervaqus987]

I've tried reading it, but I've never watched RWBY so I'm at a loss.

Click to shrink...

First season of RWBY is honestly pretty dry and feels like it misses a lot of what it could be. It hits its stride better in Season 2, although the ending is a bit of a flop.

 

[Weero]

Kung Fu Hustle​

Worm CYOA v3

Difficulty:Standard (+5)

Powers:
Power Manipulation (-8)(5 charges/day), theme limited to martial arts, mundane and magical, must start at mundane skills then build up

Advantages:
Comic Book Pretty (-1)

A Brighter World?
For Want of a Nail (-1) Scion is an hero a week before I arrive. Because fuck that cosmic-level shit. Kaiju is quite enough.

Disadvantages:
Geas (+1(2?)), must drink alcohol to recharge PM charges. Does not mean the need to drink, only the need to drink to regain PM charges the day after usage. Each charge requires a chug.
Wildbow? What's a Wildbow? (+2)
Without a Map (+1)

0.x

When I woke up the first thought I had was when the hell did my bed become so damned uncomfortable? Secondly, I realized I must have gone on a bender without equal given my splitting headache and the only clothing on me being a pair of red boxers. My mouth tasting like a dirty carpet was a good indicator as well. I also had no memory of going on said bender, ergo a total blackout. Which was weird, because the last time I went on such a drunken stupor was when I had just turned sixteen.

Let me tell you, trying to control how drunk you get is pretty difficult when you're a pintsized guy at 1.6 meters (that's 5 feet and 2 inches imperial). So you'd probably understand my confusion at discovering I had gone on a new blackout-fest, since I had developed quite the skill for inebriation-control.

I sat up, cradling my head, and after musing a bit on my situation, I looked down and noticed a little note taped onto my chest. I picked it up and began to read.

Dear Drinking Buddy,

For being such a quiet and unassuming guy when sober you sure turn into a party lion when drunk!
I had a great time drinking with you, so I decided I wanted to reward you! I gave a little something-something, and a bit of a general body tune-up. The info on that little something should be hitting after you finish reading this note!

Party on,

Your Friendly Neighbourhood ROB

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...
...Wow, first time I run into a ROB and they do something nice like this. I must be lucky.

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AN:
Yes, it's basically Drunken Kung Fu Master.

I'm interested in continuing this, but I'm also pretty shy when it comes to showing off stuff I've written. There's at least ten times as much stuff on other things I've written that I don't have the courage to put out there because I truly believe I suck at writing. It's not yet very planned out, I'm afraid, just a plot bunny for now.

Am also wondering if I should have my powers require a level system where I have to max a mundane martial art skill, for example I start at [Martial Arts], then after the initial charge I would have to spend # charges to max it before branching out to different styles and stuff like qi sense and control etc. And I would need "qi sense/control" to be able to branch out into stuff like an iron skin technique, flash stepping, and hadokens.

To be honest, even though I really want to write this, I would be flattered if someone else wanted to try their hand at this premise. There were several asuran!Taylor stories, and they did not detract from each other.

 

[Kaferian]

Has anybody thought of doing a Home Alone pseudocrossover with Shielder getting bullshit trap powers instead of his forcefields?