SHF High-school Fanfic

[Theirl]

Morning

morning

 

[SRB]

morning

Morning!

 

[Deleted member 146224]

Ah, apologies! I was simply pondering on something. Don't worry, it has nothing to do with you.

Good ←_←

Hiiiii goddess daikon ヾ(＾ ∇ ＾).

Byeeeeeeee goddess daikon! ヾ(＾ ∇ ＾).

?

What's with the sour expression?

Why are you green ←_←

Hi again, oh, bye again!

?

Pet, I'm afraid I didn't bring any here? It would be rather rude of me to bring one without prior introduction.

Sou desu ne ←_←

 

[SsemouyOnan]

It is a pity. But I hope to entertain you, my lady. Because I have some questions to ask you.

Why, sure! Though I hope you do not mind responding to my question in kind. Just one, though I will only ask once you are ready to depart.

I will then believe that my safety is guaranteed during this conversation. You should know that I too take no pleasure in killing and resort to the extreme solution only if there is no alternative.

Worry not, you will go back to the Utopiasphere when it is time, yes?

My thanks for the invitation. I would like some matcha tea with a bit of milk, if possible.
No lemon.
By any chance, can I offer you something in return, perhaps some chocolate? White chocolate?

You? Matcha tea? ( •_•) Ah, my apologies, I was taken aback there for a moment. I will prepare the tea immediately.
*She brews the Matcha tea right in front of you, she even goes through the process of making the Matcha powder herself. It should take a long time, but it feels as if it was almost an instant*
*you peer into the cup. Milk is already mixed into the tea, white swirling within green .*
*you don't recall her ever adding milk*
As for your offer, I am happy to take you up on it. They do say the most expensive things in this world are free ^_^. I do not mind receiving any kind of chocolate, it's the thought that counts.

?

Why are you green ←_←

Am I not supposed to be? Though if you mean that in a rhetorical manner, I apologize for not recognizing your neutral expression >_>

?

Sou desu ne ←_←

The way you speak and carry yourself reminds me of Seymour, it's a funny coincidence. In any case, would you like some tea?

 

[SRB]

Oh dear, does that mean that Mother and Ssemouy are both Hikkineets?

 

[Deleted member 146224]

Am I not supposed to be? Though if you mean that in a rhetorical manner, I apologize for not recognizing your neutral expression >_>

There's a weird accumulation of green-haired people here. Is it the influence of this place or just a pure coincidence? Well, I don't really care.

My neutral expression is a good sign. Those who get to face my angered expression don't live long enough to soak in the view and there's only one that will ever see my loving expression. Don't take it too personally, Green One.

The way you speak and carry yourself reminds me of Seymour, it's a funny coincidence.

It may appear as so, but I can assure you that we are nothing alike. I'm sure you will get to experience that in not so a distant future.

In any case, would you like some tea?

Depends. Is there anything you want from me?

Oh dear, does that mean that Mother and Ssemouy are both Hikkineets?

Who are you calling NEET? You 9Q+r_D'3P3F*2=BA8c:&EZfF;F<G"/ATR!!! ←_←

 

[WatchaKhoko]

Why, sure! Though I hope you do not mind responding to my question in kind. Just one, though I will only ask once you are ready to depart.

I'm glad. I will be pleased to answer whatever you wish to ask, my lady.

You? Matcha tea? ( •_•) Ah, my apologies, I was taken aback there for a moment. I will prepare the tea immediately.
*She brews the Matcha tea right in front of you, she even goes through the process of making the Matcha powder herself. It should take a long time, but it feels as if it was almost an instant*
*you peer into the cup. Milk is already mixed into the tea, white swirling within green .*
*you don't recall her ever adding milk*

It's ironic, isn't it? There are things we share. One of these is tea. Normally, I would have preferred adding chamomile, but I need to stay alert, you will understand, my lady.

He watches in awe at the grace with which she prepares the tea.
Although the process is sped up and almost miraculous (many steps elude him), he cannot help but admire the beauty of the maiden.
He struggles to associate this divine image with the traumas caused by their previous interaction.
Water and fire, incompatible by nature, yet it is as if he is drawn towards his own demise.

Thanks.

He sips the tea, and it's as if the flavor envelops him completely.
The memory of that sublime taste, a tea that only the most skilled hand can prepare.
The same flavor he had the pleasure of drinking before, which has been etched into his soul. On two different occasions.

It all comes back to mind at that precise moment.
However, this time it is not sour. The splendid woman has listened to him. Could this be an opening?

As I remembered, there is no better tea than this; it's rejuvenating.

As for your offer, I am happy to take you up on it. They do say the most expensive things in this world are free ^_^. I do not mind receiving any kind of chocolate, it's the thought that counts.

*SNAP*
He snaps his fingers, and as if by magic, a box of chocolates appears in his hands. Everything is made of chocolate, from the bow that ties it to the wrapping paper. Even the box itself is made of chocolate. All strictly white chocolate. The package contains six chocolates that look identical.

Please, help yourself, my lady. Inside them is a special filling. I hope you will enjoy it.
Do you want me to tell you what's inside, or do you want to find out for yourself?

Now, allow me to ask you this question. It's been quite some time since we last met directly, not long since we clashed indirectly, yet now I am much more aware than I was then.

I now know my true nature, I know the lie that I represent and tell myself and others. Talking with you has made me realize many things, including what my true powers are.
I have long sought another way. Another path.

But it seems we are destined to clash.
Is there a way to avoid this?

 

[Azure_Fog]

Morning

Morning~

Good morning!
*cuddle shower*

Morning~
Ehehe~ cuddles already~

morning

*stabs "Morning~" into you*

 

[Deleted member 146224]

Morning~
Ehehe~ cuddles already~

Only what's best for Her Stabbyness and in every waking hour and in sleep
*Gives more and more cuddles*
Besides it's a pleasure for this Daikon too
How was your sleep? You seem to be in a stabbing mood

 

[Theirl]

stabs "Morning~" into you*

 

[quagma]

[to whom... or rather, what do we owe this pleasure of your visit?]

[the ATOMS themselves tremble in confusion]
[as do we in the past]
[and us in the future yet to come]

My thanks for the invitation. I would like some matcha tea with a bit of milk, if possible.
No lemon.
By any chance, can I offer you something in return, perhaps some chocolate? White chocolate?

[how... interesting. this wasn't writ in the STARS alignment nor the ATOMS spin for this day.]

[or at all, really.]

a notebook manifests, held in the tiny tentacles of a small floating octopus. they scribble furiously on it, the scritch of pen on paper filling the... area you find yourself in. whatever notes they've scrawled in there are unreadable. pure gibberish. seemingly satisfied, the creature vanishes. was all of that just for show?

[what brings you out today?]

Why are you green ←_←

[because it is such a lovely COLOR to be!]

[we can do that too!]

the primary quagma nearby clacks their beak in consternation. they've changed their chromataphores to an odd vegatative COLOR. Patterns of vines and impressions of eyes rippled across their now-GREEN skin, and the being shudders. they revel in the flavor of the mixed emotions lingering in the air that assaulted their mantle for a moment before they telepathically projected their thoughts again.

[A GREEN like this tastes weird to be... We do not think this COLOR is for Us...]

their chromataphores sparkle, and they return to their usual shade of ʅ(°_°)ʃ

It may appear as so, but I can assure you that we are nothing alike. I'm sure you will get to experience that in not so a distant future.

[Concerning. Dangerous. Avoid. That is all the information that Our future Selves dare to let us know about this matter. It is never good when even Our future Selves don't want to know something...]

[especially as We are all one. what They know, We all know. Or should. There is something deeply wrong around here. Broken rules everywhere!]

But it seems we are destined to clash.
Is there a way to avoid this?

[Combat has its perks. We can be quite creative when it comes to that. Yet, it loses its luster when it drags on for too long, or with excessive loss of life. People are free to kill each other off all day long, but at the end of the day, we've all got places to go and things to do. This war of attrition cannot continue.]

[besides] says another octopus, appearing next to the original, [there is a greater threat looming on the horizon. can you not feel it? how it shakes the very foundation of our existence?]

*stabs "Morning~" into you*

[Such violence!] admonishes the octopus. The entity drifts closer. The orbs set into its head stare deep into your soul, or whatever it is you use that passes as one. their gaze is made all the more intense with the galaxies that swirled, sparkled, and shone in those eyes of theirs. [Is all of that really quite necessary?]

[Are you alright, perfectly normal, totally ordinary person with nothing strange about them whatsoever?]

 

[Azure_Fog]

Only what's best for Her Stabbyness and in every waking hour and in sleep
*Gives more and more cuddles*
Besides it's a pleasure for this Daikon too
How was your sleep? You seem to be in a stabbing mood

Ehehe~ It was good~
And when am I not in a stabby mood~
*stabs*

[Such violence!] admonishes the octopus. The entity drifts closer. The orbs set into its head stared deep into your soul, or whatever it is you use that passes as one, their gaze made all the more intense with the galaxies that swirld, sparkled, and shone in their eyes. [Is all of that really quite necessary?]

*stares back at every single quagma at the same time*
It is indeed~
*gently pats the head of the closest quagma*

 

[SsemouyOnan]

There's a weird accumulation of green-haired people here. Is it the influence of this place or just a pure coincidence? Well, I don't really care.

Perhaps mama prefers to adopt green haired children?

My neutral expression is a good sign. Those who get to face my angered expression don't live long enough to soak in the view and there's only one that will ever see my loving expression. Don't take it too personally, Green One.

I see, I do hope I never see your angered expression, then (◜ᴗ◝)

It may appear as so, but I can assure you that we are nothing alike. I'm sure you will get to experience that in not so a distant future.

I can already imagine what the future holds, it seems that you two may be alike in the way you differ from your true selves.

Ehe, I may have spoken too much, I apologize.

Depends. Is there anything you want from me?

Huh, I suppose not. I am here for Mister Watcha, you just happened to be here by happenstance. You're still welcome to stick around and drink tea though, if you so desire. ^_^

 

[SRB]

Perhaps mama prefers to adopt green haired children?

I plead the fith.

The fifft.

The ifth.

Fukc.

 

[Deleted member 146224]

Ehehe~ It was good~

that's good This Daikon was watching over Her Stabbyness

And when am I not in a stabby mood~

When you're asleep?

*stabs*

ghya... Ah... how I... missed that

[because it is such a lovely COLOR to be!]

[we can do that too!]

the primary quagma nearby clacks their beak in consternation. they've changed their chromataphores to an odd vegatative COLOR. Patterns of vines and impressions of eyes rippled across their now-GREEN skin, and the being shudders. they revel in the flavor of the mixed emotions lingering in the air that assaulted their mantle for a moment before they telepathically projected their thoughts again.

[A GREEN like this tastes weird to be... We do not think this COLOR is for Us...]

their chromataphores sparkle, and they return to their usual shade of ʅ(°_°)ʃ

Hm... Hmmm... Adorable.
*lightly pats head*
*the motion feels a bit robotic and awkward*

[Concerning. Dangerous. Avoid. That is all the information that Our future Selves dare to let us know about this matter. It is never good when even Our future Selves don't want to know something...]

[especially as We are all one. what They know, We all know. Or should. There is something deeply wrong around here. Broken rules everywhere!]

You're a smart, Little Octopus. If only the rest of them were this smart...

Perhaps mama prefers to adopt green haired children?

...
Once I take over, I'm dyeing my hair black.

I can already imagine what the future holds, it seems that you two may be alike in the way you differ from your true selves.

Ehe, I may have spoken too much, I apologize.

Mm.

Huh, I suppose not. I am here for Mister Watcha, you just happened to be here by happenstance. You're still welcome to stick around and drink tea though, if you so desire. ^_^

I'll take my leave then.

 

[SRB]

...
Once I take over, I'm dyeing my hair black.

You can, but is it stylish enough?

You're a smart, Little Octopus. If only the rest of them were this smart...

Eh, when you take over, I'll just switch my soul with the soul of the dum-dum that created me. He'll suffer and I'll be free in the real world.

Че за хуйня-

 

[SsemouyOnan]

I'm glad. I will be pleased to answer whatever you wish to ask, my lady.

^_^

It's ironic, isn't it? There are things we share. One of these is tea. Normally, I would have preferred adding chamomile, but I need to stay alert, you will understand, my lady.

If you so desire, I could add chamomile without the part that makes you feel sleepy. That is, unless you prefer chamomile precisely so that you may relax.

He watches in awe at the grace with which she prepares the tea.
Although the process is sped up and almost miraculous (many steps elude him), he cannot help but admire the beauty of the maiden.
He struggles to associate this divine image with the traumas caused by their previous interaction.
Water and fire, incompatible by nature, yet it is as if he is drawn towards his own demise.

Thanks.

You're welcome, it is unfortunate that circumstances did not permit me to be so cordial at that time.

He sips the tea, and it's as if the flavor envelops him completely.
The memory of that sublime taste, a tea that only the most skilled hand can prepare.
The same flavor he had the pleasure of drinking before, which has been etched into his soul. On two different occasions.

It all comes back to mind at that precise moment.
However, this time it is not sour. The splendid woman has listened to him. Could this be an opening?

As I remembered, there is no better tea than this; it's rejuvenating.

I appreciate the compliment ^_^

*SNAP*
He snaps his fingers, and as if by magic, a box of chocolates appears in his hands. Everything is made of chocolate, from the bow that ties it to the wrapping paper. Even the box itself is made of chocolate. All strictly white chocolate. The package contains six chocolates that look identical.

Please, help yourself, my lady. Inside them is a special filling. I hope you will enjoy it.
Do you want me to tell you what's inside, or do you want to find out for yourself?

I do enjoy surprises every now and then, so I shall figure it out for myself at a later date.
*She slips the box of chocolates into her pockets... that skirt had pockets? How convenient."

Now, allow me to ask you this question. It's been quite some time since we last met directly, not long since we clashed indirectly, yet now I am much more aware than I was then.

I now know my true nature, I know the lie that I represent and tell myself and others. Talking with you has made me realize many things, including what my true powers are.
I have long sought another way. Another path.

But it seems we are destined to clash.
Is there a way to avoid this?

I have been doing my own thinking, observing and imagining those countless possibilities that may or may not be. Truthfully, right now, I have no reason to see you dead.

When we first met, the Watcha before me was imperfect, whole in a way that is not, a smear upon this reality.

Though now that you are again seated before me, I can see you in your entirety - your beginning, your contents, your very end. You too, now have a story, the tale of the [CURSED TIMELINE] that you have forced upon this school. Grim and imperfect it may be, it is a word that contains you nevertheless. It is in my conscience that I let you see it through to the end, even if I abhor it so.

And in that tale, it was written down that you had sour lemon tea on that fateful afternoon, impossible it as you made it be, with my existence, it becomes an inevitability. Though do not mistake me, for beyond the end of that world - I will have to finish what I started.

 

[Azure_Fog]

I plead the fith.

The fifft.

The ifth.

Fukc.

This isn't America~ no 5th amendment rights for you~

When you're asleep?

*falls asleep*
*stabs in sleep*
*wakes up*

that's good This Daikon was watching over Her Stabbyness

Ehe~ Thanks~

 

[SsemouyOnan]

...
Once I take over, I'm dyeing my hair black.

*whispers* my hair is not actually green

I'll take my leave then.

ヾ(＾ ∇ ＾)

 

[SRB]

You're a smart, Little Octopus. If only the rest of them were this smart...

*Whispers* Also, wouldn't it be correct to say Octopi? There's... A lot of them.