this ish meh writing world, where i dump meh fanfic ideas and WIPs plus completed works, also available on fanfic.net.
List of fanfics :
- TMoHS fanfic (WIP)
meh, this is still new lol XDDD, bear wit meh
- Created By LilyWhite
The Dimensional Unification of Haruhi Suzumiya - Part 2
the 2nd part of meh first fanfic XD
I don't know that I can write this many over 5 hours, continuousy XDDD.
As usual, Alan's speech ish in '+', while others is in '-'. i don't have a precise way to name every conversation without the hassle of typing the character's name every time.
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- “Hi. I’m Zack. Nice to meet you!”
+ “GAH!!! Who? What? Where!?”
I almost lost my footing when a kid’s voice greeted (actually, frightened) me when I’m about to enter the gate to my house. I turned around and saw a small-ish boy with dark-green eyes standing in front of me, holding out his hand.
+ “Uhhh, who are you?”
- “I’m Zack. I just moved in next door. You are ‘MaTReV’ from TheOtaChat.com, right? Remember ‘randy_brandy’ from there? I’m cheetahgurlz09’s brother”
I know that name, but why did this ‘Zack’ boy suddenly greet me, out of nowhere, and when it’s almost sunset? Is this kid-
- “ < -really ‘randy_brandy’ ? > is what you are thinking of, right? I can already read your speech pattern.” [small chuckle]
O…..k….., creepy… very creepy…. But that proved his nearly maniac-level behaviour in TheOtaChat.com chatroom. Maybe-
- “ < -he IS randy_brandy. > Sorry, can’t help myself there.” [laughter]
O.O
+ “Damn it! Stop reading my mind! Ok, ok, I believe you.”
He’s pretty maniacal in real life too, then. I chose to believe him. Well, he meant no harm, right?
The surrounding gets darker, as the sun’s already setting.
+ “Uhhh, sorry, but it’s getting late. See you!”
- “Ok! See you in chat tonight!”
+ “ I’ll see if I can get on. Bye!”
I followed his running figure with my eyes until he went inside his hous- Wait, isn’t that house haunted!? I thought he moved to the OTHER house! Ah well, maybe his family has some kind of protec- Wait, where the heck is their family car!? That haunted house don’t have a garage! Ah, whatever, maybe his father’s out buying things for the new house. My brain’s really filled up with conspiracy theories, so much that I can’t think right this time.
I then got into the garage, placed my bike in it, and jogged upstairs, into my room. Slightly messy, what one would expect in a 16 years old teenager’s room, only a bit more. I proceeded to install a small router I bought with my own money, somewhere in the house attic, so that I can steal some bandwidth from dad. My dad won’t find out about it [evil smile]. Oh, and my room is right below the router, so I just have to put a wire down some crack in the attic floor.
An Acer Aspire 4315, pretty good model for my first personal computer. Good choice, mom! Time to turn it on!
[LOADING . . .]
[WELCOME TO WINDOWS XP]
+ “XP? Oh, never mind. I’ll just use this for a while.”
The desktop’s a bit empty, as predicted, sans for a weird program shortcut I’ve never seen before, and a folder labeled ‘TMoHS’. The weird program gave me an error message :
[ERROR G-01 : Portal.gat not specified.]
Broken program, I think. But I decided not to uninstall it. Time to explore the computer…
<| TMoHS -> Ep. |>
Video files. Looked like anime to me. I have never seen this one before.
+ “Time to watch!”
[LOADING ‘Ep. 6.mkv’]
[LOADING INTERRUPTED, PORTAL CONNECT REQUESTED…]
[REQUEST COMPLETE. CONNECTED!]
+ “Hey, isn’t that the weird program from before? I’m pretty sure I closed it then.”
I closed the message, only to be displayed another one. Close, and another one got displayed. Repeatedly. For about ½ an hour, until dinner time. Frustrated, forced shutdown is the only way. And then I went into the dining room for dinner, leaving the computer slightly annoyed. Not a single negative word to mom, I want to solve it myself.
With a full stomach afterwards, I came back, with a shock : The computer turned on by itself. A cmd window of some sort is the only thing up and running, without the XP GUI. Maybe it’s a virus? Maybe it’s a computer virus that can turn a computer on by itself? Wow, viruses nowadays sure are advanced.
+ “Close damnit!”
Clicked ‘exit’. It reopened. Click close, and it reopened. Exit, open. Exit. Open.
+ “EXIT DAMNIT!”
Another close – reopen loop and I gave up. Then, I noticed a blinking cursor.
It typed out the word “YUKI.N>”.
+ “Ok, what happened here? Is it a hacker or something?”
A sentence is typed by the unknown hacker.
- “[ARE YOU THERE, ALAN ?]”
I checked the wireless to turn it off and disconnect any signals. And then I unplugged the Internet cable immediately. Checked the net activity on top of that. But the unknown hacker is still there.
- “[ARE YOU THERE ?]”
I dunno what to answer.
+ “[Yes, I’m here, what do you want, stupid hacker!?]”
- “[THE METAPHYSICAL DIMENSIONAL DIVIDER IS LOSING ITS 4TH DIMENSIONAL PLANE’S INTEGRITY, AND PROJECTED TO COLLAPSE WHEN THE TRUE ENERGY LOW POINT IS ACHIEVED IN 331 HOURS, PRECISELY]”
+ “[…..what?]”
Another guy came on the chatroom-of-sorts. Its nick is “ITSU.K>”.
- “[THE 4TH WALL IS COLLAPSING, AND THE BOUNDARY OF TWO DIMENSIONS IS BLURRING AND MERGING AS WE SPEAK. IT WILL MERGE COMPLETELY, WITH CATASTROPHIC RESULT, IN ROUGHLY 14 DAYS]”
+ “[What crap are you talking about here? Stop trying to prank me or something! And stop it with the caps!]”
Yet another guy came on, and its “JOHN.S>”
- “[DO YOU KNOW ANIME? AND IGNORE THE CAPS, WE ARE USING A MAC HERE]”
They’re using a Mac to hack into my computer? Well, that’s a first. And anime? Now they’re talking about that!?
+ “[Yes, I know that. And STOP TALKING TO ME. I NEED TO SLEEP!]”
- “[WE HAVE A DIMENSIONAL-EMERGENCY-THINGY HERE. THE WORLD OF HARUHI SUZUMIYA AND YOUR WORLD IS COLLIDING AND DESTROYING EACH OTHER, AND YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT SLEEP!? WAKE UP, DAMN IT!!!!]”
Man, this John guy really wants a good punch to his face.
+ “[Yeah, I need sleep. I have school tomorrow and I can’t afford to sleep in class. And about the dimensional thing, talk to the GODDAMN QUANTUM SCIENTIST WHO HAVE A GEOMETRICALLY LARGER BRAINPOWER THAN ME]”
- “[WE CAN ONLY CONTACT YOU, AS THE CONCENTRATION OF METAPHYSICAL ENERGY IS THE HIGHEST AT YOUR LOCATION]”
+ “[Well, then, too bad I won’t and I can’t help you. Now SCRAM!]”
- “[WHA!? HEY, DON’T DISC-“ *bleep*
I forced the laptop to shutdown at that point and took the battery out, keeping it in a locked box so that it won’t ‘magically attract’ to the laptop’s battery points. And then I went to sleep, angry and tired at the geniusly magical hacker who managed to continue hacking into an OFFLINE COMPUTER, using a MAC, and pranked me on top of that!?
- “Ahhhh, it’s a very goddamn tiring and stressful day…. Sleep time…..”
[snore]
.
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[laptop suddenly started glowing after Alan went to sleep]
The Dimensional Unification of Haruhi Suzumiya - Part 1
So, this is my first one. Mind that this is a WIP. I don't even have a good title for it yet. Spellcheck, anyone?
and btw, a '+' means Alan speaking, n a '-' means the other characters.
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Part 1 :
- “Go back to your seat, Alan.”
+ “But, but, I-“
- [slightly mad] “No way. If you don’t want your score to go down agai.....”
Off, the volume in my head went. I’m not hearing that teacher ranting things about my laziness anymore. What with my low score, and my inability to remember, plus the teacher’s lameness, I don’t wanna care about it anymore. I just wanted him to make my score a bit higher, so that I won’t fail, but he won’t do it, being a selfish butt as usual. Since the start of the year, damn it! I want my old science teacher back! And I know my friends thought of the same thing too. We’re all losers, obviously. And fortunately, the bell rung and I walked out quickly.
My bike is still functioning, fortunately. The bullies are being a bit nicer to me today, thanks to the extra protection money I gave them. I have to do something today by mom’s request, and I just love it. She told me to go and pick my new (actually used) laptop from a computer shop near my sister’s school. Quite sudden then, but I went “Yay!” right at that time, to my mom’s amusement. I never got to use a laptop before, even though my dad has one. “I have some work to do”, the usual answer when I asked his permission to use it. And off to the shop I went, after school.
The shop seemed strange when I arrived there. It has this….. what should I say…. strange wires sticking out of the back of the shop, going into the ground by a tube of some sort. I wondered a while, but shelved that thought without noticing a tiny shining light coming from the tube. When I went into the shop, it’s a bit messy. There’re wires strewn across the inside of the shop, as what I should expect of a used computer reseller’s shop. Well, the shopkeeper is not around, and I saw a running laptop, so, go figure. I’m such a playful and curious kid around computers. I like to explore around the system, and broke 3 school computers before, all from seemingly random incidents. ‘Course I’m not blamed in any way, I’m smart enough to lie perfectly. Heheh. With all the program in my pen dri-
- “HEY! What’re you doing on that computer!? I’m still ridding it of program defects!”
My memories got cut off. I turned around to the sight of a medium-built man with a bunch of CDs and a pirated Windows XP DVD in one hand, in a clear CD case. He is certainly mad, and a bit shocked when I turned around.
+ “Oh, sorry, I thought it’s a display computer of some sort-”
- “It’s a computer I’m still processing! Hands off!”
+ “I’m just looking at it.”
- “I saw you typing something there.”
Ok, I’ll consider to put this guy in my ‘scary-guys-who-should-not-be-argued with’ list.
+ “I’m not!”
- “I don’t believe you.”
And now he’s in the list.
- “Do you have any business here? Or are you planning to steal things again???”
+ “'Again'? What 'again'? I’m here to pick up a laptop. I have never even stepped in here before.”
The guy cooled down a bit.
- “A laptop? There's a phone order for that early this morning. What’s your name?”
+ “Alan Lee.”
- “And your mother’s?”
+ ”Clare. Emma Clare.”
The guy looked a bit confused, and looked at me funny.
- [whisper] “That’s why your face looked simil-”
+ “What?”
- “Oh, nothing. I’ll go check something up. Don’t go anywhere.”
+ “Why would I?”
He went, and returned with a small laptop bag, and strange smile.
- “Sorry, I can't control my anger levels just then. Stress much. Here’s your laptop, and your receipts. Have a nice day!”
+ “Uhhh, thanks...”
I fetched my bike and rode back home, wondering why he is doing something like that and firmly gripping my precious new laptop.
The guy whispered to himself as soon as I left :
- “Let’s see if you’re as good as your mother.”
[smirk]
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