(The spiritual counterpart to Cola Mateya.)
Mateya Cola sat on the hill at the riverbank, legs crossed, arms to her sides, and her eyes pensive. She felt the cool breeze flow through her clothing, touching her heart directly. It was too getting cold for short sleeves and a miniskirt, but she wore them anyway.
“I don’t want this,” she said.
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(The Spiritual Counterpart to Mateya Cola.)
She was the girl of his dreams, that Mateya Cola. Every single day, she and her silver hair came to school with an explosion of energy, bringing life to the school like none other. She dressed up in gorgeous outfits, never in with uniform code, but beautiful enough that the teachers never began to care. The way she carried herself was with the utmost confidence and self-respect, never bothering to consider what others thought and always carving out a place for herself among the stars. He couldn’t bear but to look at her during class, ogling her as she stared out of the window in her seat in the back of the classroom.
He was convinced that Mateya was oblivious to his existence. She had never spoken to him, and he couldn’t recall an instance where she even made eye contact with him for a prolonged period of time. He wanted nothing more than to strike up a conversation with her, to talk to her about the weather and about how the sports teams had been doing, but there was always something preventing him from doing it. Some sort of sinister anxiety creeping up within him; he couldn’t explain it, but he could never bring myself to even get too close to her.
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Max, Gary, and Mari stood in front of Principal Merlin’s desk, hands at their sides, bowing incessantly. Principal Merlin let it happen for two or three minutes before he slammed his fist on the desk and stood up himself.
“I want the three of you to tell me what happened today during school,” Principal Merlin said, keeping his voice low and relatively calm. “Please, one at a time. I would very much like to hear your explanation.”
Max raised his hand. “Uh, I think there’s a very rational explanation for all of this…”
“I don’t care about rationality,” Principal Merlin said. “I want answers, and I don’t think you will give them to me.” He pointed at Gary. “You. You are known as the ‘Irregular’, which should indicate that you know more about the situation than the others. I want your version of the events.”
Gary smirked. “You want my version of the day? Well then, I’ll give them to you. Because they’re the right version of events.”
And so he did:
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It’s been nearly a week since the last post, but now we’re finally back! Home Clipart Animal Deer is here, and not at all hungover from various Christmas and/or Boxing Day parties.
Now that we’re here on the new .wordpress.com-less website, we can do a lot more cool things, like post some more stories. That’s exactly what we’re going to do. Stay tuned for more stuff.
Also coming at you soon will be a bit of a shakeup of the site to start the new year. We’ll talk about that… next week. There may be anime involved but that’s not decided just yet.
Kyoko and Asuka sat around at the table, drinking (apple) ciders. It was very quiet with most of the team gone to some strange alternate universe with which they had no direct line of contact, so they were making the most of it by relaxing and definitely not getting drunk because their drinks were completely non-alcoholic.
Asuka wasn’t entirely sure how Kyoko felt at the moment. She seemed happy, but she wasn’t sure… “Kyoko, how are you right now?”
“Eh?” Kyoko seemed confused.
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Now, back to the main story…
Madoka had scarcely enough time to dodge a gigantic beam of light headed right towards her. It actually hit the side of her magical girl uniform and singed it quite badly, which sucked because she just got this new uniform three months ago and was already going to have to replace it.
Beside her, the Madoka with a giant scythe, draped in black, looked beaten badly but more determined than anyone she had ever seen. The black Madoka saw her and pointed at her with her scythe-free hand. “You!” she shouted. “I don’t know who you are, but you need to help us!”
“Uh, from what?”
“From that!” She pointed, with her scythe, at the being floating at the sky, who several other magical girls were currently dueling. “Her name is Kiiko Kawakami, and she’s completely wrecked our planet!”
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It was gym time, and Max had dressed in his all-new gym outfit. It was really small and tight and showed off a lot more skin than he really wanted anyone else to see. But he had to do it regardless, because he wanted to feel good about himself, and he would do that by accomplishing great athletic feats, such as running a nine-minute mile or winning a soccer game for his team.
However, as he walked outside to the track and field to join the other students in his class, he realized that he was not going to the typical gym class in a typical high school. No, this was a MAGIC high school.
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Homura woke up once again. Her hair was still long and braided, she still had her glasses, and she still had her soul gem on her hand. It all felt so familiar, and yet she realized something was extremely different.
She waved in front of her face… And images and text began flashing everywhere. She tried waving it all away, but it wouldn’t stop. What was this?
And then she remembered: “Welcome to the Cybernet, Neoakemi.”
It all came back to her in a flash: the double-wish, all her failures in the previous timeline, everything. “Oh man, I’m fucked…” she muttered.
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The Perfectly Regular at Magic High School – Chapter One
Max Rakuyama walked along the cherry blossoms and the sleek white buildings surrounding his path to Magic High School with a smile on his face. It was his first day at school, this beautiful, crisp April morning, and he was going to make the most of everything that was going to be presented towards him.
He had dreams he wanted to accomplish these next three years. He was only sixteen, but he was not going to let his youth stop him from achieving everything he wanted to do. The only thing that could limit himself was his own skill.
There were students all over the place, hustling and bustling about, talking and chattering around; prancing and dancing abounded. Max didn’t want to talk to anyone else, because his own head was filled with his dreams, and he did not want anyone to erase those dreams before he could see them through.
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“Matao Maika, at your service,” Matao said, saluting me in the most sarcastic way possible right in the middle of the hallway. “What do ya want me to do?”
“Well first of all,” I said. “You need to fuck off. Second of all, you need to act like a decent adult and treat people how you’d like to be treated.”
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