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Event #5 Entries

KageFiendBaka - Zazie Rainyday


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Lip-Desu - Konoka Konoe in Bath House


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pitbully01 - Kurt Godel


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Pein Namikaze - Chachamaru Karakuri Pactio


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S O Y S A U C E vs RICE - Zazie Rainyday Pactio


Extra Info: Ref Image: Pactio
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C h o t t o C h o c o - Setsuna Sakurazaki Kyoto Costume

 

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Event #5 Results

First Place
S O Y S A U C E vs RICE


Second Place
Pein Namikaze

 

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Event #6 Entries

Entry 1

Unknown allies, and Familiar threats

With the odd calamities following those inflicted by the AWOL spell various new threats are now being drawn closer to the academy. These new threats are driven by simple curiosity, and the worst are being driven by a unholy hunger that will threaten all including the innocent. Among them is a infamous legend named Aito Akatsuki, a nearly thousand year old Jiang Shi. To keep his eternal youth, and power he drains the innocent nearly to death of all their chi by luring them with his seduction, and charms. Many if those who seek out his head as a prize often either became a slave to his luring charm or were never seen again.

Without almost no warning Aito begins attacking innocent students one by one taking their chi as his own. To keep them docile, and in control he twists their very minds for his own evil ends using what he calls his "temptation" as he dazzles them with swaying conversations, and small gestures of affection. As he continues to claim more students one by one his attentions begin to divide when he encounters ideas of new love as well as old threats. As he sets his sights on several women like Chizuru, and Konoka he encounters a threat from his past named Darien who only defeated him with aid of his brother Venator with the Hellas Empire years ago more then aware of who he is. Fond memories of a woman who will never embrace him fuel his darkest anger when he encounters a young man who has not been seen for nearly a thousand years being his oldest rival in love. With the bounty now once more on his head larger then ever it has now attracted some of the best bounty hunters including a dark mysterious beauty, and a silent beautiful swords woman that Aito is not sure to either slay or make them his new brides.

As Darien sees to end this threat from his past once, and for all he is painfully forced to keep himself under control. Even so a mix of his past, and present memories begin to conflict with him. His late father's birthday is coming, and words of the meaning tied to his joyous day keep Darien's mind muddled, and confused still unaware what it means to be "thankful" for what he has. To make manners even harder with the arrival of anew student who is from the great city of Adriane well aware of the history behind who he once was, and past his ties to the Hellas Empire. With his oldest most dangerous enemy on the rise Darien dispite all his power must put a end to Atio by becoming like his own brother, and embrace the aid of others who are all complete strangers all tied to a common goal like himself.

"The enemy of my enemy is my friend"

Entry 2

The Long Night


“Are you certain, Master?” Chachamaru tipped her head as Evangeline strode past her, a girl on a mission. The loli grandma turned sharply to stare at the robot. She’d managed to evade the Infernus Scholasticus long enough to make her way from Mahora, to a location in the United States.

Or rather, it could be said that Konoemon was trapped in his office, stamping away heavily at a stack of papers that kept her capable of being outside the school. It was a reward, or rather, repayment for services rendered, and not the first time he’d done so. So where had she chosen to go this time? America. And she had one primary goal in mind, actually.

She was catching the midnight preview of Twilight. She was mentally cursing, however. Whoever had decided that the week before Thanksgiving was a good time to have a movie that had such a huge following of schoolgirls was a bit of a, well, the words going through the girls mind were not pleasant.

And what was Chachamaru’s purpose there? Well, that was obvious. A pill and a little work from Hakase, and Chachamaru was Evangeline’s ‘guardian’ during the viewing of the movie. After all, a child wouldn’t be able to just get in on her own. That also rankled Evangeline, but she wouldn’t admit it, too proud.

The girl, standing beside the robot, shifted to the right, and stared ahead at the line that she was currently trapped in. Admission to the show was moving slowly, and while she probably wouldn’t have confessed it, she was interested in seeing what they’d done with this movie. She had the others back in Japan, in a limited edition DVD collection.

The irony behind that was the fact that she only had the collection so she could laugh at the portrayal of the vampire by the American author. Honestly, vampires that sparkled in the sunlight like diamonds? The hair-brained schemer behind that idea needed a swift kick in the backside. Or, a swift bite on the neck. As much of a self-insert fan girl as the author was, Evangeline could easily imagine her tipping her head to allow herself to be bitten.

The figurative turkey for a very bloody Thanksgiving feast, Evangeline shook her head sharply and focused her eyes back on Chachamaru, gesturing for the robot to come closer.

“Yes, I’m sure. Now move it or we’ll lose our place in line,” Evangeline flashed a smile at the robot girl, and there was a slight glint of fang in the facial expression.

“Yes, Master,” inside, Chachamaru sighed to herself. It was going to be a long night.

Entry #3

An American holiday?

Asuna fought to keep her eyes open, as she made the slow, exhausting trek through the halls of the Mahora Academy girls’ dorm building. Her tired, cramped legs told the story of a girl who’d woken up almost a full fifteen minutes late for work, and had barely enough time to change before dashing all the way to the Newspaper company that was generous enough to continuously employ her. She’d been scared out of her wits, thinking they’d fired her, until the manager directly above her... Not nearly the most important person in the building, either... Had explained to her the truth.
“You have off today, for Thanksgiving,” he’d explained, brashly. And before she could ask any other questions, such as “What the hell is Thanksgiving,” he’d continued with “Don’t worry about it. Just go home, get some sleep, and we’ll see you tomorrow.”
Before she even realized she was doing it, curiosity overcame her. As it often does to people her age. She stopped in the hallway, pulled out her phone, and checked it out on Google.
“Thanksgiving is an American holiday, celebrated in harvest fashion towards the end of each year to celebrate the arrival of their British ancestors on the continent, and the feast they had with the Native Americans to commemorate the union,” the first result read.
“You’re in my way,” a small, british voice interrupted. Asuna turned, matching the voice to a very impatient looking short blonde girl. Evangeline stood there with her arms folded across her chest, looking quite cross... But was it at her?
It was then that Asuna noticed the way the light was catching on the young vampire’s face. Was that... Was that glitter? Asuna jammed her tongue into her cheek, trying much harder to keep herself from laughing. She honestly felt that her life may be on the line over it. “But you don’t live here,” she answered, after she finally felt composed enough to talk.
“I know that, you neanderthal. I’m trying to get to the girls’ bath. Now please move out of my way.”
Asuna raised her finger up, her hand shaking a bit, and pointed at Evangeline’s face. She was trying to retain her composure, but the girl was sparkling! “Because of...”
“Yes, because of THAT,” Evangeline snapped. “Don’t ask, and for the love of God, don’t point. What are you standing around looking spacey for, anyway?”
Asuna gave Evangeline a quick explanation of why she’d been sent home from work, and the answer she’d received from her phone. She could see a little spark in the shrimpy vampire’s eye, when she was explaining it. “Oh, is THAT what it said... Well, that is a very common misconception. Among grade-schoolers, at least. Would you like to hear the truth?” Her mouth twisted into a mischievous grin, as Asuna nodded cautiously.
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Not long afterwards, Asuna opened the door to her dorm, as Evangeline passed behind her, looking much more satisfied with herself than she had before. She closed the door, and crossed the room to her bed, still having thirty minutes to sleep until school. As if hearing her steps,Konoka poked her head out of the bathroom, a toothbrush hanging out of her mouth. “Back already?” She asked, as Asuna climbed the ladder to her bunk.
Asuna pulled the covers over her, and buried her head in her pillow, hoping to forget what she’s just heard. “Do me a favour, Konoka-chan. Next time I have a question about America, just tell me that I don’t want to know.”

 

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Event #6

Grand Prize
Dischord [Entry 2]

Second Prize
Don't Fear the Reefer [Entry 3]

Consolation Prize
Remnants of War [Entry 1]

Prizes will be determined within the week and delivered as designated!