Akamatsuverse Love Hina Loops

Crusader

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Mercsenary said:
Oh yeah have fun with it.

See the thing is I can imagine all these wonderful scenes but when trying to flesh them out into an actual fic it becomes this stilted samey mess.
Thank you. I'll try to work on it later.

That happens to me too actually, but sometimes I get lucky and manage to write things even though I have my doubts about writing proper enough.

I wrote this bad, plain weird snippet on a whim after and while listening to this song again.

Steppenwolf - Born to be Wild

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"Where the hell is he?!?" Naru Narusegawa muttered, tinges of impatience and anger in her voice. "We were supposed to study together and he's late!"

"Ara?" Her study partner from Okinawa looked up from the notes and books she was working on. "Now that you mention it Urashima-kun should've been here by now. I wonder what's keeping him up?"

"Yeah, Mutsumi. I bet something fishy is going on and that Keitaro's somehow behind it." Naru jumped up as she declared it.

"But what exactly is Urashima-kun doing?" Mutsumi Otohime asked her younger friend.

"Dunno," Naru admitted glumly and sat down again by their study table. "Beats me what that idiot and pervert is up to now."

"You could ask the others if they've seen him," Mutsumi advised with a friendly smile.

"Okay, just let me finish a page or two of notes and we'll find out where he's at."

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Somewhere far away from Hinata several individuals on motorcycles resembling choppers were just beginning on their maiden trek cruising around all the parts on the country their bikes could carry them, passing through small towns and villages and large cities with a confidence strengthened by the number of the travellers and the safety that came with numbers.

The sound of Born to be Wild by Steppenwolf was coming from multitudes of radios from these mechanized vehicles.

Ryouga Hibiki was humming along with the catchy tone coming from the radio attached to his motorcycle while his girlfriend Akari clung to his back.

Nozomu Itoshiki was doing his utmost from going into his usual episodes of despair, critical thoughts about society and biker sub culture echoing through his skull.

Tenchi Masaki was just happy to take some time off from Ayeka and Ryoko and everything in general that happened in his chaotic life like the occasional threat from outer space of the week..

Negi Springfield cried out and clung tighter to Asuna Kagurazaka as she increased the speed of her impressive chopper, the bells in her hair tinkling as she took the lead, looking forward to to when to cover version by Slayer came up, she had gotten interested in metal after her team-up with Eddie Riggs some loops ago.

Tomoya Okazaki's bike had a sidecar where his wife Nagisa and their daughter Ushio were seated, and all three of them seemed to enjoy what they saw as a family trip with a mismatched gang of people who didn't seem to have much in common with each other but still found themselves together on a journey.

Inu-Yasha pinched his nose seated in the sidecar of Kagome's bike, holding onto Kagome's bow and quiver of arrows. The half-demon had to admit that Kagome Higurashi looked quite alluring dressed up as a biker and sporting sunglasses.

The young Chinese martial artist having the misfortune being named Pantyhose Taro had only joined this trek in order to search for Happosai throughout the country and try again and again to make the old man change his accursed name.

The entire SOS Brigade, all of them mounted on their separate bikes except for Mikuru Asahina who was crying and clinging to the young man bearing the nickname Kyon.

Keitaro Urashima was whistling along as pearly laughter came from his travelling companion Amara Su, the princess and older sister of princess Kaolla Su of Molmol, who held on gently but firmly to him.

There were so many others on the journey that he had trouble remembering all of them, but he did think he saw Onizuka somewhere. He just hoped that all the other people looking for them wouldn't catch up yet. This loop was starting to get interesting after all when Amara offered to teach him all the carnal delights only a princess of the blood royal of Molmol could give...
 

cgobyd

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Why is Ryouga there and not Ranma?

Please don't tell me this is including the nemesis loops.
 

crazyfoxdemon

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cgobyd said:
Why is Ryouga there and not Ranma?

Please don't tell me this is including the nemesis loops.
B/c Ryouga is the traveler... Ranma isn't...
 

Crusader

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cgobyd said:
Why is Ryouga there and not Ranma?

Please don't tell me this is including the nemesis loops.
I always thought that Ryouga, due to being seen wander and travel more than Ranma, was more suited as part of the travelling loopers (even though he gets lost all the time).

PCHeintz72 said:
Isn't it Amalla?
From what I've seen Su's older sister's name has been spelt Amalla and/or Amara in various sources.
 
- - - - - - -

Keitaro stretched and groaned, and rolled his head over and around on his neck. He was a bit stiff today. He didn't recall doing anything excessively strenuous the night before...

"Hey Keitaro!"

Keitaro turned and smiled at his two friends as they walked up the sidwalk to him. "Hey Haitani, hey Shirai!"

"That's Haitani and Sh-Hey!" Haitani said. "You got them right!"

"A running joke's legs eventually wear out," Keitaro said cryptically. His fellow geeks stared at him.

"You mean... All those times you were joking?"

"I was, everyone else wasn't," Keitaro said. He frowned and rubbed his chin. Haitani scowled.

"Seriously man, not cool."

"Yeah! It's hurting our feelings," Shirai said flatly.

"What am I forgetting?" Keitaro muttered.

A truck ran by at high speed, kicking up water from a puddle. Cold water. Cold water which splashed and soaked Keitaro, momentarily obscuring him from view. Shirai and Haitani were fortunate enough to escape the splash, and when the water fell, their jaws dropped.

"Hwah?" They said in unison. Keitaro spat out some water and shook his head.

"Brrr...! Geez, what a jerk huh? Anyone get his number?" Keitaro looked over at his friends. They were staring with slack jaws and wide eyes, blood dribbling out of their noses and drool dribbling from their mouths. Keitaro blinked, and looked down in the puddle.

What appeared to be a younger, kinder-looking Haruka... With bigger tits... Stared back at him. Keitaro sighed, and pulled off her glasses.

"Great... That's what I forgot. Fucking Ranma," Keitaro grumbled. She looked over at Haitani and Shirai. "Mind picking your jaws up guys? You're going to get as wet as I am."

"Y-Yes ma'am!" They said.

- - - - - - -

All right guys, Juusenkyo cursed Keitaro loops. GO!
 

Prince Charon

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Thinking about this, I got the image of the girls (not Awake) assuming he's female, and seeing nothing wrong with following 'her' into the hot spring, only to watch her become him.
 

Crusader

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I wanto to thank Mercsenary for letting me expand on his short snippet in my own way.

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If there was something philosophically a postal looper incarnation of Keitaro Urashima thought about a lot of times these loops û it was if he was really an avatar of madness and mass-destruction, the ultimate scourge of humanity. Well he could actually be quite stable and function normally like most of his standard incarnations when re-inserted as a sane guy as long as he kept away from severe head trauma and multiple concussions that often led to him eagerly embracing insanity like a long-lost lover and kill most people that his consciousness and subconsciousness told him to kill.

The galaxy far, far away certainly wasn't his favourite joint. The Sith Acolyte version of himself tended to live in this universe and get by somehow, but then again both of them had different preferences when it came to personal philosophies and love life in general. He on the other hand tended to stick to the post-apocalyptic versions of Earth like the Capital Wasteland or go high-rolling in New Vegas and simultaneously stockpile all kinds of different weapons that would kill people in entertaining ways.

Postal Keitaro didn't have any spider sense, but a dire sense of foreboding told him this time he was going to be killed... again!

Sure he had gotten somewhat used to being killed throughout several loops as a dire consequence of his postal rampages, but some of the ways he died did send a cold chill from the grave up his spine. Like the time Rorschach got hold of him or when Joker decided to have some fun at his expense.

Currently he was stuck in the main bridge of a carrier and destroyer of the Providence-class, a relic from the infamous Clone Wars that still could hold its own against most capital ships. The problem here wasn't any starships or starfighters but rather the Sith Lord wanting to end his existence.

He didn't have to wait long before the blast doors fell victim to a relentless bombardment of telekinetic force blasts that blew them off their hinges.

"Not him again!" Postal Keitaro groaned as a black armoured figure entered.

"You have eluded me for the last time." a metallic voice stated.

"Is it just me or do you have something against me, Starkiller?" Keitaro queried sardonically.

"Your actions against the Empire has made the Emperor most displeased." Starkiller said bluntly as a sledgehammer impacting against an anvil.

"Just great! You kill a few Emperor's Hands here and a few Imperial Inquisitors there and massacre the entire Shadow Guard, and then the great Darth Sidious, Sith Emperor of the Galactic Empire that is in reality a two-man Sith Empire thinks I'm a threat to him for killing off his small fry!" Keitaro muttered in annoyance. All those Force Sensitives had been at the wrong place at the wrong time when his postal mode switched on.

"Which prove that you are a threat to the peace, order and stability the Empire represents." Starkiller continued in confirmation.

"Enough talk! Let's see if all that training in Terõs Kõsi's been worth it!" Keitaro declared and began his attack.

Wearing a Phase II clone trooper armour the postal looper clicked the attached vibroblades into place and charged the Dark Lord. The bloodshine blade easily parried and deflected the blows against its wielder but as the Sith Lord counter-attacked Keitaro became a blur as he dodged all the lightsaber strikes.

"Clone Assassin training," the Dark Lord stated in amusement, " Impressive. However that will not help you."

Postal Keitaro then hastily sidestepped a blast of Force Lightning and was then forced to jump in a zigzag pattern to avoid the telekinetic assault that followed. He knew from experience that despite the crippling of Starkiller at the hands of Palpataine he was still a dangerous assassin on par with Darth Maul and not to be underestimated.

They crossed blades once again, cortosis-alloyed vibroblades against lightsaber, each of them trying to find their mark but still unable to due to the skill of the helmeted wielders.

The two continued exchanging blows, the Sith occasionally utilizing Force Push to try to hit his agile adversary but still missing due to the effective dodging of the postal looper.

"Your skills are impressive, but it is nothing compared to the power of the Dark Side." Starkiller then said and held out an open-stretched hand in Keitaro's direction.

What Postal Keitaro would've described this experience in a concise manner would be to compare it to a rag doll being hurled mercilessly and repeatedly against the walls, the ground and occasionally the ceiling.

"AAARGH!!!"

"AIEEEE!!!!"

"NONONONO!!!AAAAHHH!!!"

Finally he was slammed down on the ground like a toy tossed away by a child grown tired of it.

"Now you will suffer for your insolence!" The Dark Lord of the Sith declared as he looked down on his fallen adversary.

"Do your worst!" Keitaro taunted defiantly with a grim grin. "Your cheap tricks don't scare me."

"I find your lack of faith... disturbing."the Sith Lord stated darkly and then made determined motions with his hands that boded ill for the young man at his mercy.

Postal Keitaro's suit and consequently himself was crunched into a ball of metal and flesh slowly. His dying sounds were even more unpleasant than the sight of him being crunched.

And then the still working sensor module in the chest plate transmitted the self-destruct signal.

The high-yield H-bomb hidden away on the ship detonated without giving the Sith Lord a chance to escape the prepared death trap.

Postal Keitaro had taken to heart what his wife from a former loop, Private Vasquez, had taught him: the practical philosophy of taking them with you when handling hordes of vicious acid-spewing, acid-bleeding xenomorphs and all your ammo is used up.

Before he died his last thoughts were (maybe I'll get to see Vasquez again in the next loop....)
 

sworded

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Nice snip, but man Starkiller's Force Sences failed him there. :sisi:
 

zeebee1

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I don't think any amount of warning would have saved him once the battle started.
 

sworded

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zeebee1 said:
I don't think any amount of warning would have saved him once the battle started.
He could have used the Force to fry the bomb or telekinectically disassembled it, but my main point was he didn't seem to have any foreknowledge of the danger he was in.
 

PCHeintz72

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The thing that gets me is if Sith Keitaro exists, than another Keitaro should in theory also be able to become a force user.


A force using psychotic Keitaro would be a scary thing.
 
As far as loops went, the DC fusion verses weren't too bad. Keitaro got to be Superman, which was really awesome, and he got to save the world and sometimes the universe. All of those were awesome too.

Yep, he couldn't think of a single thing wrong with these loops, as he soared high over Tokyo, a smile on his face-

"ARRRGGGGHHHH!"

And a Kryptonite deathray blast forcing it off. Keitaro fell fast, tumbling head over heels until he hit something solid. Everything went black.

When he awoke, he grimaced as he felt red sunlight shining on his face. Crap... Been captured... He struggled against his bonds. Long enough for my strength to be depleted... Yeah, this is not good... Well, at least I'm on something comfy... Wait.

He opened his eyes and quickly surveyed his surroundings. Red sunlight generators overhead, check. Wide four poster bed he was chained to-Check.

... Naru with white hair and wearing something skimpy. Double check.

"Naru," Keitaro growled. Naru smirked.

"I'm terribly sorry, Superman, but I didn't think I was going to get your attention any other way... Well, aside from more giant robots but I think we've both had enough of that, don't you think?" She slinked over to him and straddled his hips. Superman gulped.

"Uh... Look, Naru, I think this goes way beyond our uh, hero/villain relationship," Keitaro said quickly. Naru smirked and traced the "S" insignia on his chest with her finger.

"Really? I feel it's a natural evolution," Naru said. "I'm going to win in a way much more sticking than death. And you'll never treat things between us the same way again." She smirked as her hands slid to his pants. "Now then, let's start off with-"

KABOOM! The wall exploded. Naru and Keitaro looked to see a woman in a Bat-costume appear, flanked by her young, blue-haired girl sidekick in red and yellow spandex. Judging from the woman's build, Keitaro would have to say Batwoman was Motoko in this universe. And it wasn't hard to determine Shinobu's role here.

"Got yourself in trouble again, huh Superman?" Batwoman asked.

"Ah, well, um, it happens right?" Keitaro offered with a weak smile.

Robin posed bravely.

"Don't worry, Sempai! Er, Superman! We're here to save you!" Her eyes widened behind her mask. "No! What-What's going on?! How could you, Sem-Superman?!"

"It wasn't MY idea!" Keitaro defended himself.

"How did you get past my defenses?!" Naru demanded.

"You're getting sloppy Narusegawa," Batwoman snorted. "I'm taking my Superman away from you."

"Over my dead body you leather loving bitch! DIE!" Naru roared, charging and tackling Batwoman. A catfight ensued, as Robin was pulled in. Presently, Kitsune entered, dressed in a smart jacket and skirt. She smirked a bit.

"Ah, Kitsune, little help please?" Keitaro asked desperately.

"Well, I suppose I could, given how many times you've rescued me," Kitsune said. She leaned over and breathed in his ear, making him shudder.

"K-Kitsune?"

"But only if you give me something in return~," Kitsune whispered.

"Um... An interview?" Keitaro offered. Kitsune unbuttoned her blouse. Keitaro sighed.

"Damnit..."

"You hussy!" Shouted a blonde Kanako, as Supergirl. She flew it and lifted Kitsune up off the floor with one hand. "What do you think you're doing to my Onii-chan?!"

"What you'll never get to do in a million years, Supergirl," Kitsune smirked. "He's not into incest... Although, if he was, I might make some... Accomodations," she said, cupping Kanako's cheek. She blushed deeply and dropped Kitsune, flying backwards.

"Aw, are all Kryptonians prudes?" Kitsune pouted. Keitaro was trying to form words at the moment but nothing came. It was just as well, he would have been interrupted by the wall nearby being smashed in.

"Super-kun! I'm here to take you back to my planet as my consort~!" Queen Mutsumi of Almerec called, holding up her sword with a wide smile. The third wall of the room was knocked down, as Shampoo in Wonder Woman's outfit stormed in.

"Super-Airen not be taken by other hussies!" She declared. "Super-Airen MINE!"

As total chaos and destruction erupted around him, Keitaro sighed heavily as he looked up at the ceiling.

Sometimes the DC fusions were fun... Other times, not so much.
 

Prince Charon

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OK, I'm drawing a blank on who Naru is fused with, unless she's a white-haired (instead of bald) Luthor.
 

Crusader

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Andrew Joshua Talon said:
Prince Charon said:
OK, I'm drawing a blank on who Naru is fused with, unless she's a white-haired (instead of bald) Luthor.
Yeah, white-haired female Luthor.
Maybe she wants both Superman/Keitaro and Seta (as an added bonus).
 

Innortal

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Crusader said:
Andrew Joshua Talon said:
Prince Charon said:
OK, I'm drawing a blank on who Naru is fused with, unless she's a white-haired (instead of bald) Luthor.
Yeah, white-haired female Luthor.
Maybe she wants both Superman/Keitaro and Seta (as an added bonus).
Actually, Seta would probably be the female bodyguard/chauffeur that followed Luthor in the cartoon series.

You can only imagine how often those crashes get posted in the Daily Planet:

Luthor goes for ride, survives record 1000th crash
 
sworded said:
Or perhaps have Seta as Zod?
"Part-timer, I think it's about time you bowed down to me."

"Wait, what?! You're a Kryptonian too?!"

"Of course. How do you think I survived all that crap?"

"But-But why haven't you done anything since you got here years ago?"

"I uh... had amnesia from the Phantom Zone. Swear to it."

"... Well it's no less contrived than the mainstream comics..."
 

cgobyd

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... Why was Shampoo in this?
 

crazyfoxdemon

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cgobyd said:
... Why was Shampoo in this?
He prolly has his other story Falling for the First Time in his head or something...
 

DhampyrX2

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crazyfoxdemon said:
cgobyd said:
... Why was Shampoo in this?
He prolly has his other story Falling for the First Time in his head or something...
And he suggested her for Wonder Woman in his reboot of the Keitaro as Superman story.
 
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