Project MMG – Chapter 15

(AN: YAY! New icon!)
(AN2: YAY! New MMG chapter!)
(AN3: YAY! New yay!)

(AN4:Anyyay, currently working on Dragooness 3 and should have it done by tomorrow. I’m considering whether to post it immediately or wait till next weekend to avoid another two weeks hole like these >.>)

(AN5: Slightly more fluffy chapter today. Hope you like it.)


“Now that we have reached recess, I, Shauna, declare the start of the meeting on how to deal with Sparkle Black.” Shauna said as she pushed her desk closer to the other’s. As if they were already used to the scene, the four others pushed their desks together, forming a rectangle, with Shauna’s table attached to the farther side. “Okay, it was our complete defeat. But, as big brother once said, you don’t lose, you learn for a future victory. So, what did we learn?”


“That she’s a cheater.” Ellie pouted. “She would attack me while I was mid-casting and wouldn’t let me do my magic.” She complained before adding in a ominous tone under her breath.”I’ll have to teach her some magical girl manners… huh… Huh hu… Huhuhuh…”



Dragooness – Chapter 02

(AN: Early release hooray!)

(AN2: So… Yeah, this one is done for quite some time, but i waited until weekend to post it. Right now i’m working on IO, but i might write chapter 03 of this soonish. >.>(Gotta take advantage of the fact that i’m kinda pumped up about writing this one…))

(AN3: Yesterday was a very good day. Here i was, locked in the beachhouse with the net provider being a useless piece of garbage… We call IT, they come here, ACTUALLY SOLVE THE ISSUE, get us internet, and we even had our plan improved! I actually have internet here now! Hooray!)

(AN4: Still waiting for MH world.)

“Are you Rene?” A calm and slightly bored voice called out to me. Blinking surprised, I took my eyes away from my notebook and saw before me an auburn haired beauty.


Different from my knight’s suit, that was focused on practicality and ease of movement, she wore a long and beautiful dress that fell all the way to below her hips and a intricately knitted blouse on top of it. In her hands was the typical staff given to every student in the magician course. Instead of legs, a long reptilian tail extended beneath and behind her, proving her as one of the lamia tribe.


However, in a moment I recognized her. After all, she was one of the most famous students in the course. The prodigious healer who received a blessing from the holy dragon, Lumiera.


Dragooness – Chapter 01

(AE: If you want to blame anyone for the new story, blame the editor. he was the one who made me come up with this one.)

(AE2: I also blame mid-term tests for the lack of update last week, as well as games and the fact that Kitsune idol was surprisingly difficult to write.)

(AN: *Uses a radio from inside his anti-riot bunker* Soo… new story. Yeah… Hooray? Won’t have any guarantees that this story will continue, but for now I’m already working on a second chapter…)

(AN2: As of right now, there isn’t much idea as to where this story will head towards after the next one or two chapters, so please don’t put your expectations up. Heck, the idea behind this story was pretty much the idea of a blessing gone wrong and me wanting to write something about a dragon girl! (Not to discredit Shelly, but she’s a leviathan. That’s different.) On the other hand, this does mean i’m pretty open for plot suggestions at this point… So yeah… Enjoy?)

(AN3: For those wondering, after I finish the second chapter i’ll probably go work on IO, then MMG)

Summary: Rene is a trainee for a dragoon in a world where magic and steam reigns together, however, for some unknown author-related reason, he was born completely devoid of magic. Barely managing to qualify for an attempt at being presented before the elder dragons so that one of them may present him their blessing, he is instead met with silence. As his hopes start to wane, a dragon makes him an offer that would change his life forever.

Genres: Gender bender (as of chapter 2), Steampunk, Fantasy, action/adventure (?), probably comedy eventually. Maybe slice of life?


Watching as the next trainee was called for his ceremony, I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself down. I couldn’t help but be a bit hopeful that I’d get a good blessing when it came to meeting with them, however another part of me kept telling me to not get too excited.


Trying to keep myself positive while not getting my hopes too high, I once again gripped the handle of my sword while carefully polishing its blade. Keeping my mind away from the issue, I just let the time pass while I sat on the stone bench, waiting together with the ten other trainees for my turn to go in.


Dollmancer – Chapter 03

After the display on that opening day, I could say that things were going roughly as I had been expecting. Since I left it clear that I wasn’t exactly sociable, the other students, despite their curiosity about my youth and whatnot, left me alone during classes and other times.


Well, mostly.


One slight miscalculation of mine was for the desks to be made for two students at the same time. Sitting side by side.


This meant that, by simple luck and basic exclusion logic, me, the antisocial loner would end up with whoever was unlucky enough to not find someone willing to share a desk with them. Of course, if on one hand you had the unsociable me, the other one was the excluded bully victim, miss handsome.


(Re)Turn – Chapter 14



“So, which one do you prefer? The black one or the dark blue one?” I said while holding the two outfits in my hands and showing them to Mya.


“Hmm… The blue one is cuter, but…” She frowned slightly while looking at my hair. “The black one matches you better.”


“Oh, don’t worry about color combination. I can change my hair color easy enough.” I reminded her, and she made an ‘oh yeah’ expression.


Project Anchor – Chapter 03

The following week went by in the blink of an eye… Is what did not happen. In fact, thanks to my anxiousness, I spent most of my time thinking my plans over and over due to the lack of things to focus on during my break times.


However, for this whole week that I spent working under Koltz, I ended up even more confused about my current situation. As the days went by, I started noticing with greater ease the disparity between those who are players and those who aren’t. From the way they acted to the way the walked, all of them had these slight details that left it easy and clear who they were.


Most importantly, was how they seemed to be indifferent and ignorant when they spoke to me and other non-players. Though, to be honest, I couldn’t really blame them, as I’d most likely do the same thing in their case.


Project Anchor – Chapter 02

My mind went into full overdrive after these two events.


No matter how I looked at it, with both the status table that I brought up and the rat-man apex calling me an NPC, this was undoubtedly inside Event Horizon. Despite it being clear that a simulation of this level should have been impossible, there’s simply no other way to explain what was happening.


Ranty rant

If you are reading this, i’m probably dead by now.

Okay, not really. But I always wanted to say that. On a more truthful note, if you ARE reading this, it means that I actually finished this random rant that I started when I should be sleeping, so yeah, don’t really expect anything meaningful from this.


Project Anchor – Chapter 01

Hooray for new story! (*wonders if commenting about gunslinger android helped bump up the poll*) Anyway, this one have a slightly different tone from the usual of my stories, being a bit more serious than usual. (That’s as far as midway through chapter 4. Plan on adding funny characters by then.) That said, onto disclaimers and stuff!


Genres: Sci-fi, comedy (eventually), Slice-of-life (maybe), Action, adventure, game systems (This is the one that will eventually make me hate myself.)

Summary: MC is a member of a high level guild in a Event Horizon Online, a sci-fi Full-immersion-VRMMO, who just defeated the game’s last boss. Deciding to try their luck at the new semi-hardcore server, the guild decide to start over again. However, an accident led by plot happens, and MC dies while inside his gaming rig. This is, of course, only the beginning. (Note: I just noticed, but i don’t think i ever gave the MC’s real name… Oh well. Casualty of distratio*cough*war. Casualty of war…)

AUTHOR’S WARNING: Not so old story this time. On the other hand, there’s a few things i should probably explain. Story is a reincarnated-into-game world of kinds which i do understand, is not for everyone’s tastes, though i do feel like i added a small twist… (which will probably only ever be revealed much later but… Oh well… ). For those who came to this site via a link from Crashed into Fantasy, yes, this story was based on that, but I didn’t take the same route. Finally, since i avoided just info-dumping too much, if there’s any doubt about systems/how stuff works, do say so in the comments and i’ll try to explain them in the most spoiler-free way.

Now, without further ado, here’s the story!



I had done it. By the time I watched the massive robot falling to its knees before me and stabbing the massive shining sword into the ground, in one last attempt to stand back up, it tried to stretch its left leg, but it exploded into pieces, leading to the machine falling flat onto the ground with way too much force for its unshielded body, destroying the main body and revealing a defenseless core.


For a good minute, there was silence as everyone slowly realized the meaning of this scene before us, the massive robot entered a repeated animation of trying to lift itself up, only to slip and fall again.


Project MMG – Chapter 14

“Muu… You are mean Michael.” Shauna complained while her head fell into the pile of papers in front of her. “I’m sooo tired.. Why are you so meaaan?.”


“That’s because I had the feeling you’ve been slacking in your martial arts training, you know?” Michael commented while briefly glancing towards the girl’s homework. “And your third question is wrong, do it again.”


“HEEEEH?” Shauna let out a shout of despair before begrudgingly erasing the answer she had spent so long working on. “Couldn’t you at least let me rest before homework?”