You forced me to do this: not completed, but tell me the truth, can it live?
What If?
Part One
Disclaimer: I donÆt own this series or any other series. I am just floating an idea. I am making no money, nor plan to, off this venture. If you think of suing me over this, then grow up.
I would like to first personally thank all of those reviewing my stories. I enjoy reading your comments, and try to correct the grammatical errors I miss with my final read-through as well as my spell checkers. The suggestions you all make will help make this story better for everyone to enjoy, as well as allow my to fix some plot holes I may unintentionally leave. If you find any, let me know, and I will correct them and repost the chapters.
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There will always be people asking ôWhat if X happened to Y?ö There is nothing that can stop this, people postulating what alternative universe might exist because Person Y had Action X happen to him. The only difference is that these questions grow in proportion to the following of the series they are based on.
So it is with that idea that we come to a question, even if it is one we must also ask if Man was meant to know.
What if Orihime Inoue was a bit à blood thirsty?
For better or worse, Man is now meant to know. What is learned cannot be unlearned.
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Many people thought Tatsuki defended Orihime from bullies because she was protecting the gentle girl.
Boy; were they wrong. Tatsuki wasnÆt protecting Orihime from bullies; she was protecting the bullies from Orihime. After all, to a girl who thought æpassive restraintÆ was only aiming for their limbs, bullies were an enjoyable dish. The girl simply delighted in making the former tormentors bleed and cry out in pain.
Orihime was seriously fucked up in the head, insane in the membrane, a couple manga short of a volume, etcà Even her friend wondered from time to time if her brotherÆs æaccidentÆ had been an accident after all.
Oh, she wouldnÆt voice that opinion outright, let alone even think it near Orihime in case the girl ever developed some telepathy abilities. Tatsuki rather liked not being bedridden for the rest of her life, thank you.
Orihime wanted her to eat whatever Orihime cooked, she did it. Orihime wanted to think sheÆd be a cyborg in the future that shot missiles out of her nipples, well then that was a worthy goal for her. Orihime wanted to marry Ichigo and have Tatsuki as one of theirùyes, their as in both for Ichigo and Orihimeùmistresses, then so be it.
Hey, no one wanted to end up eating through a straw for the rest of their life because they wanted to stand up to the class sociopath.
But soon it would be over in four years. After that, Tatsuki would get a scholarship to a far away university, where she would move, stay, and live out the rest of her life, preferably in a country that would never grant Orihime a passportùpoor S.O.B that had to do that, his suffering would not be forgotten. Orihime would be stuck with Ichigo à or was it the other way around? Whatever, not like the idiot had ever tried to help her deal with the crazy big-busted redhead, let alone show any interest in the opposite sex.
Oh yeah, she would not want to be around if it was true Ichigo preferred the males. At least she lacked the necessary equipment for Orihime to take out her anger on.
Kami-sama help Chad though.
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Ury? Ishida was not a man who was easily squeamish, one simply couldnÆt afford to be when you dealt with Hollows like a Quincy was meant to. And when one fought Hollows, one tended to see the lows that any soul could sink to.
It still didnÆt prepare you for seeing the glee on a girlÆs face when she used her Shun Shun Rikka and took out a Shinigami who had tried to slay them from behind, all while yelling ôHeadshot!ö as she had the Shun Shun Rikka known as Tsubaki bust through the ShinigamiÆs head. No, his grandfather had never warned him about days like that.
ôThat was fun!ö squealed the big-busted girl who was partially covered in blood while dancing in circles with the attack-part of her Shun Shun Rikka. ôCan we do it again?ö she asked Ishida, her hands and appearance pleading.
ôFuck yeah!ö cried Tsubaki. ôLetÆs blow some more heads off!ö
The Quincy gulped at the twin-puppy-dog-eyed attacks of the blood-thirsty à persons. Why did he have the sudden feeling that perhaps the betrayal by the Shinigami was not the worst thing he had to fear?
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ôYes, I promise IÆll try to minimize the pain my research will cause,ö said Mayuri Kurotsuchi, Captain of the Eleventh Division, as he looked at the Quincy and the strange girl. ôYou have myùö
ôTsubaki, Koten Zanshun, I reject!
ôHeadshot!ö yelled Orihime, as the strange CaptainÆs head exploded in a bit of gore and a lot of blood and brains.
Ishida gulped once more, wondering what sort of weird torture the Shinigami known as Ichigo had placed him in.
...more to come...
What If?
Part One
Disclaimer: I donÆt own this series or any other series. I am just floating an idea. I am making no money, nor plan to, off this venture. If you think of suing me over this, then grow up.
I would like to first personally thank all of those reviewing my stories. I enjoy reading your comments, and try to correct the grammatical errors I miss with my final read-through as well as my spell checkers. The suggestions you all make will help make this story better for everyone to enjoy, as well as allow my to fix some plot holes I may unintentionally leave. If you find any, let me know, and I will correct them and repost the chapters.
13213213213213213213213211321231321321321321321321321321321321321321
There will always be people asking ôWhat if X happened to Y?ö There is nothing that can stop this, people postulating what alternative universe might exist because Person Y had Action X happen to him. The only difference is that these questions grow in proportion to the following of the series they are based on.
So it is with that idea that we come to a question, even if it is one we must also ask if Man was meant to know.
What if Orihime Inoue was a bit à blood thirsty?
For better or worse, Man is now meant to know. What is learned cannot be unlearned.
12313221321312321321321321321321321321323123123123231123123213132132
Many people thought Tatsuki defended Orihime from bullies because she was protecting the gentle girl.
Boy; were they wrong. Tatsuki wasnÆt protecting Orihime from bullies; she was protecting the bullies from Orihime. After all, to a girl who thought æpassive restraintÆ was only aiming for their limbs, bullies were an enjoyable dish. The girl simply delighted in making the former tormentors bleed and cry out in pain.
Orihime was seriously fucked up in the head, insane in the membrane, a couple manga short of a volume, etcà Even her friend wondered from time to time if her brotherÆs æaccidentÆ had been an accident after all.
Oh, she wouldnÆt voice that opinion outright, let alone even think it near Orihime in case the girl ever developed some telepathy abilities. Tatsuki rather liked not being bedridden for the rest of her life, thank you.
Orihime wanted her to eat whatever Orihime cooked, she did it. Orihime wanted to think sheÆd be a cyborg in the future that shot missiles out of her nipples, well then that was a worthy goal for her. Orihime wanted to marry Ichigo and have Tatsuki as one of theirùyes, their as in both for Ichigo and Orihimeùmistresses, then so be it.
Hey, no one wanted to end up eating through a straw for the rest of their life because they wanted to stand up to the class sociopath.
But soon it would be over in four years. After that, Tatsuki would get a scholarship to a far away university, where she would move, stay, and live out the rest of her life, preferably in a country that would never grant Orihime a passportùpoor S.O.B that had to do that, his suffering would not be forgotten. Orihime would be stuck with Ichigo à or was it the other way around? Whatever, not like the idiot had ever tried to help her deal with the crazy big-busted redhead, let alone show any interest in the opposite sex.
Oh yeah, she would not want to be around if it was true Ichigo preferred the males. At least she lacked the necessary equipment for Orihime to take out her anger on.
Kami-sama help Chad though.
2131232131232132312321321321323123321321231231231231132123213213213123
Ury? Ishida was not a man who was easily squeamish, one simply couldnÆt afford to be when you dealt with Hollows like a Quincy was meant to. And when one fought Hollows, one tended to see the lows that any soul could sink to.
It still didnÆt prepare you for seeing the glee on a girlÆs face when she used her Shun Shun Rikka and took out a Shinigami who had tried to slay them from behind, all while yelling ôHeadshot!ö as she had the Shun Shun Rikka known as Tsubaki bust through the ShinigamiÆs head. No, his grandfather had never warned him about days like that.
ôThat was fun!ö squealed the big-busted girl who was partially covered in blood while dancing in circles with the attack-part of her Shun Shun Rikka. ôCan we do it again?ö she asked Ishida, her hands and appearance pleading.
ôFuck yeah!ö cried Tsubaki. ôLetÆs blow some more heads off!ö
The Quincy gulped at the twin-puppy-dog-eyed attacks of the blood-thirsty à persons. Why did he have the sudden feeling that perhaps the betrayal by the Shinigami was not the worst thing he had to fear?
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ôYes, I promise IÆll try to minimize the pain my research will cause,ö said Mayuri Kurotsuchi, Captain of the Eleventh Division, as he looked at the Quincy and the strange girl. ôYou have myùö
ôTsubaki, Koten Zanshun, I reject!
ôHeadshot!ö yelled Orihime, as the strange CaptainÆs head exploded in a bit of gore and a lot of blood and brains.
Ishida gulped once more, wondering what sort of weird torture the Shinigami known as Ichigo had placed him in.
...more to come...
