Preface:
The following story was written for myOtaku.com following an odd sequence of request-explanation. The period ran from October 21st to November 8th, 2003. This soon became my greatest creation at my particular page which I am very much proud of. That said, here is the archived, mostly unchanged representation of the story for those of you would like an easy-to-manage version than going through years of myOtaku backlogs.
The background of the story happened like this. On October 20th, I posted a very boring post at my myO page complaining about school and stuff. To make up for that, I added at the end an invitation:
“So yeah, this didn't really go anywhere. Sorry 'bout that. Um . . . . . anyone have anything they'd rather have me say for next time? That sort of thing seems to be popular right now. Tell me and I will comply, savvy? Good.”
The response I got afterwards was especially interesting:
- “Flint”, who was “FlintMarko” at the time suggested to me that I write about the pros and cons between cream filling and nougat, as the two had (apparently according to him) been mortal enemies for too long, and it was time they made their peace.
- “Dead To The World”, formerly “Dying Ever Slowly”, asked me to how I pronounced the word caramel; did I say “car-a-mel” or “carmel”.
- “Dark Phoenix”, alias “Shanny”, asked me to tell everyone a story. In her own words, “I don’t care what, I just want to hear a story!”
- “Molletta”, alias “Molly”, requested “a post where you carry out pi to the 461st decimal place”.
- Just about everyone else wanted just a random post of sorts (though “Nightbeck” also suggested that I “give out free candy” in anticipation of Halloween).
From these bits of odds and ends, I ended up writing perhaps one of the strangest “shoot-type” stories ever: “Cream Filling” and “Nougat” became rival police officers of an undisclosed metropolitan precinct – as I described their sense of autonomous dress and style, I later credited them with detective status as well. The style itself was rife with bad puns, crude humour, and stylish, glorified violence that was all often the key to answering the particular requests my fellow myO’ers had given me. Heavily borrowing aspects of films such as “Tango and Cash”, “Lethal Weapon” and “Die Hard” and such, I wrote a new chapter almost every night until I suddenly had fifteen chapters of varying length; thus, my credibility as a “wordy bastard” came to fruition. By the tale’s end, the series had filled out quite an appreciable following from the various members of myO, whose contributions and comments to the various chapters throughout the entire run were very influential in many aspects of it. In this way, a “Cream Filling & Nougat” story becomes a very involving one for everyone interested in it.
Since I feel it’s a real shame to tell this story not in the way it originally came about, I have opted to split this up into a page per chapter, and in turn have added all my little side notes I may have written before or after each chapter. I won’t add the comments attached to the posts, since certain peoples have since left the site and their comments were lost. If you really want to, you can always go dig around for the original posts to see these comments for yourself (I find many of them to be incredibly amusing even today). In any case, despite particular issues involving fairly large plot holes or particular issues in writing aesthetics, I have left the story untouched and in the form it originally came out (though certain things like spelling may have been tweaked); you will be reading exactly what I was thinking about writing each night as I partially made up ideas on the spot or worked from extremely loose chapter outlines I prepared during my breaks at school.
That said, without further ado, here it is for your viewing pleasure: Cream Filling & Nougat: World’s Finest. I hope you enjoy it.
-SomeGuy
