Akamatsuverse Otaku Continue?
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I think I got most of the dialog for the Motoko scene down, regretfully I need to work on the description of the actions/activities involved to (hopefully) bring out maximum lulz before I bring in this sacrificial calf for slaughter (mmm... delicious bbq flavored).
I promise to complete the scene soon my friends.
I promise to complete the scene soon my friends.
well, since my mind and body decided to follow the old adage "I'll sleep when I'm dead"
I present the closing of the dinner scene, and the promised scene.
My regular request stands, shoot it full of holes... help me make it funneh!
<a href='https://docs.google.com/document/d/1VlkANcmbz86o2DQG6KcpckpLdQCz6_wMAx7tq9wLmfM/edit' target='_blank' rel='nofollow'>Otaku Continue? - The Second Serving</a> <- (link is latest draft in Google Doc form)
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ôJust some good old fashioned girl-talkö replied Kitsune with a playful wink at the curious young man ônothing you should worry about sugar.ö
ôSay no more!ö Keitaro quickly held a hand up before quickly silencing the other teasing menace in their midst as he served her a noticeably bigger slice of his newest cholate based creation ôI can gladly say IÆve learned that lesson by now... right, Kona-chan?ö
As further slices of the well awaited morsel were passed around the table, Motoko was the only one to dispute the claim, as she seemed to be the last to be served ôReally, now? Urashima can be taught?ö
Konata would only nod as she dug into the delicious bribe presented before her with gusto, her face would only reflect a knowing grin that would could only be interpreted as æthe price for my silence has been handsomely paidÆ.
ôRats!ö Kitsune snapped her fingers ôand here I thought weÆd get to hear one of KeitaroÆs dirty little secrets.ö
ôMpph? PheiphawoÆph phee-phrephs?ö Kaolla started to answer while eating her slice.
ôKaolla-chan, donÆt talk with your mouth fullö Motoko gingerly admonished the young princess, although momentarily curious about the silenced reference to the managerÆs embarrassing past ôitÆs bad manners.ö
ôAs if he could keep a secretö muttered Naru tried not to fume as she mentally calculated how quickly she could burn off the calories in the luscious cake slice before her.
ôEh?ö Shinobu peered at the Toudai student curiously, wondering about her seniorÆs mumbling ôdid you say something, Naru-sempai?ö.
ôN-nothing, nothing at allö the firebrand quickly answered and dug into her dessert before further questions would be levied at her.
ôThe cake was not a lie!ö Konata exclaimed as she patted a full and content belly ôthis pleases us greatly!ö
ôGlad it was to your expectations, your highnessö the young man half bowed at his blue haired rabble rousing friend, then thanked his lucky stars for allowing him a relaxed dinner for once in a long while.
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Later that evening, a somber Motoko walked the halls of the old Inn. With Keitaro becoming a staple presence in the household not long ago, they began alternating the responsibility of patrolling the old Dorm.
More recently, she had been taking her walks on nights when her kendo training routines were less tiresome, although tonight's session in particular had taken her longer to complete.
As she completed last checks on downstairs doors and windows, she noticed that most of the other residents had already turned in for the night.
By the time she neared her room her ears picked up the sound of squeaking bed springs, morbid curiosity getting the better of her as she was drawn toward the almost rhythmic noise.
'It seems to be coming from Izumi-san's room... could she be having a nightmare?'
Once at the door to their enigmatic guest's room, she paused for a moment as she could make out voices accompanying the constant squeaking of old metal springs. æThat sounds like Izumi-san... and Keitaro?Æ
ôHold that!ö said the familiar male voice, a slight tinge of challenge in his tone.
ôHmmmph!ö replied the so familiar female voice, hers was tinged with frustration.
æIt sounds as if they're probably just playing that confusing card game they showed me yesterday.Æ Motoko could not wrap her mind around their 'magical' game with fantastic images, incredible story lines and utterly confusing rules.
ôGotcha!" his voice began sounding a little more prouder "Awww Yeah!ö
ôNo, not that... No! Nooooo!ö Konata's voice wailed for a moment, her usual cheer temporarily curbed.
æWere they this vocal last time?Æ The kendoka asked herself, also noticing the squeaking noise would stop at moments then continue for no discernible reason.
ôTake iiit!ö his voice gaining a slight sing-song quality to it.
ôUguuuu!ö hers becoming distraught, yet not disappointed.
æIs he... taunting her?Æ the kendoka blinked, astonished at the young man's sudden alpha male response 'I thought SHE was the aggressive one.'
ôSay it!ö his voice ordered crisply.
ôDon't wanna!ö was her petulant response.
æI wasnÆt aware he could be so aggressive...' Motoko blushed, imagining the male of the household in a new light 'so forcefulÆ
ôDonÆt be like that, Konataö he said slowly as the pitch of his voice dropped down an octave.
ôAwww... do I really have to?ö the partner in this duet answered with a whine
æOh dear!' Motoko's leaned closer to the door, her breath shortened as she payed more attention to both the tone and the connotation of their banter, æwhen did he become so... smooth?Æ
ôWhoÆs your daddy?ö his words were clear, concise and more than a little suggestive.
After a deep sigh KonataÆs voice replied with a wistful intonation ôYouÆre my daddy, Kei-chan!ö
Motoko's mind began reeling, she had never heard him command such a presence before 'that doesnÆt sound like two friends just playing gamesÆ or get such an honest response.
ôDamn right!ö Keitaro's voice seemed to crow proudly.
ôTease!" Konata challenged back, regaining her usual flair and bravado "Next time I get play with your joystick!ö.
æJ-joystick?' her mind stray further from her original beliefs, unable to tear herself away from the of the couple beyond the door 'Did they just... was that foreplay?Æ
"And now that we got the first round out of the way" an almost perverse, yet feminine laugh filled the air.
"Aaack!" his usual nervousness came back "Oh, now you're just plain being unfair!"
æSheÆs attacking him now?Æ an unnaturally pleased smile came to her face.
"Come to momma, you sexy beast!" started Konata, her voice almost sensual.
"Please be gentle with this unworthy one" the male in the room answered with a hint of deference to a superior.
'Why... why does this sound so hot?Æ It was at this moment when Motoko Aoyama realized at this moment where her mind had just taken residence in for the past ten minutes, the gutter æBad thoughts are bad!... must not think bad thoughts! '
As the pair's voices suddenly died down, the rhythmic squeaking came back louder than ever followed by what could only be considered as panting.
'They... they ARE lovers' Motoko gulped, oddly reminded of one of Kitsune's no-so-trashy romance novels 'I...I shouldn't interrupt their quality time'.
As Motoko began to chastise herself for overhearing a tryst, a third younger and more enthusiastic voice rang out "Wow, you two really ARE hard core!"
'Kaolla?' The kendoka's mind crashed immediately upon recognizing the voice 'What, what is she doing in there... with them?' her mind now racing, latching onto the most ridiculous reasons that instantly came to the forefront.
"U-U-URASHIMAAAA!!!" righteous female fury overpowered Motoko's emotions as she opened the door to Konata's room with a quick snap "YOU PERVERTED WRETCH!"
"Huh?" Keitaro's previously unknown smooth talking skills went back to his usual faire, non-existent.
"Hey!" the resident princess was oddly serious for a moment as pointed at the furious looking kendoka. "No cutting in line!"
"Ohai Motoko-san!" Konata welcomed her with her now trademark kitty grin as she nodded toward the big screen television in her room, "you know, I never figured you for a fighting game junkie!
Silence reigned supreme for an extended moment, only to be broken by a dramatic voice intoning an odd welcome message. "Here comes a new challenger!"
"Wait... what?" Motoko's rage was dispelled as quickly as it had summoned, her analytical mind going into overdrive as it began taking in stock and cataloguing the contents of the room she had just stepped into.
Urashima Keitaro, adult male, messy brown hair, sitting on the ground, a regular gamepad controller in his hands, dressed in cargo long shorts and wearing a black t-shirt that with green lettering that read "Unleash the Beast!".
Izumi Konata, adult female, blue hair currently worn in a high ponytail, also sitting on the floor, arcade style joystick controller on her lap, dressed in sweatpants and white t-shirt which red lettering reads "Down Right Fierce" covering her upper body.
Suu Kaolla, teenaged female, blonde hair currently worn down, happily bouncing on Izumi-san's bed, dressed in shorts and donning a dark blue t-shirt with white lettering that read "I pwn n00bs".
"You..." The kendoka's attention wavered back and forth between the tv screen and the people talking to her "You've been playing video games all this time?"
"What else would we be doing?" Konata's kitty grin grew bigger as she visibly fiddled around with the joystick controller "So Motoko-san, are you in or out?"
"Best two out of three fights" the tanned princess grinned as she cracked her knuckles "and I got winner next!"
"I... I" Motoko attempted to hide her embarrassment as she quietly took a step back and out of the room "Igottagonow!".
"She would have ragequit after a few rounds" Keitaro shrugged as the door to Konata's room was once again closed and the gaming re-started "now, where were we?"
"You, my dear padawan, were about to crash and burn!" Konata put her game face back on and resumed with the refined style of beatdown dispensing.
"Less talk, more action you two!" Kaolla ordered imperiously, eagerly waiting her turn to go up against someone that really enjoyed the same games as she did.
I present the closing of the dinner scene, and the promised scene.
My regular request stands, shoot it full of holes... help me make it funneh!
<a href='https://docs.google.com/document/d/1VlkANcmbz86o2DQG6KcpckpLdQCz6_wMAx7tq9wLmfM/edit' target='_blank' rel='nofollow'>Otaku Continue? - The Second Serving</a> <- (link is latest draft in Google Doc form)
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ôJust some good old fashioned girl-talkö replied Kitsune with a playful wink at the curious young man ônothing you should worry about sugar.ö
ôSay no more!ö Keitaro quickly held a hand up before quickly silencing the other teasing menace in their midst as he served her a noticeably bigger slice of his newest cholate based creation ôI can gladly say IÆve learned that lesson by now... right, Kona-chan?ö
As further slices of the well awaited morsel were passed around the table, Motoko was the only one to dispute the claim, as she seemed to be the last to be served ôReally, now? Urashima can be taught?ö
Konata would only nod as she dug into the delicious bribe presented before her with gusto, her face would only reflect a knowing grin that would could only be interpreted as æthe price for my silence has been handsomely paidÆ.
ôRats!ö Kitsune snapped her fingers ôand here I thought weÆd get to hear one of KeitaroÆs dirty little secrets.ö
ôMpph? PheiphawoÆph phee-phrephs?ö Kaolla started to answer while eating her slice.
ôKaolla-chan, donÆt talk with your mouth fullö Motoko gingerly admonished the young princess, although momentarily curious about the silenced reference to the managerÆs embarrassing past ôitÆs bad manners.ö
ôAs if he could keep a secretö muttered Naru tried not to fume as she mentally calculated how quickly she could burn off the calories in the luscious cake slice before her.
ôEh?ö Shinobu peered at the Toudai student curiously, wondering about her seniorÆs mumbling ôdid you say something, Naru-sempai?ö.
ôN-nothing, nothing at allö the firebrand quickly answered and dug into her dessert before further questions would be levied at her.
ôThe cake was not a lie!ö Konata exclaimed as she patted a full and content belly ôthis pleases us greatly!ö
ôGlad it was to your expectations, your highnessö the young man half bowed at his blue haired rabble rousing friend, then thanked his lucky stars for allowing him a relaxed dinner for once in a long while.
<hr>
Later that evening, a somber Motoko walked the halls of the old Inn. With Keitaro becoming a staple presence in the household not long ago, they began alternating the responsibility of patrolling the old Dorm.
More recently, she had been taking her walks on nights when her kendo training routines were less tiresome, although tonight's session in particular had taken her longer to complete.
As she completed last checks on downstairs doors and windows, she noticed that most of the other residents had already turned in for the night.
By the time she neared her room her ears picked up the sound of squeaking bed springs, morbid curiosity getting the better of her as she was drawn toward the almost rhythmic noise.
'It seems to be coming from Izumi-san's room... could she be having a nightmare?'
Once at the door to their enigmatic guest's room, she paused for a moment as she could make out voices accompanying the constant squeaking of old metal springs. æThat sounds like Izumi-san... and Keitaro?Æ
ôHold that!ö said the familiar male voice, a slight tinge of challenge in his tone.
ôHmmmph!ö replied the so familiar female voice, hers was tinged with frustration.
æIt sounds as if they're probably just playing that confusing card game they showed me yesterday.Æ Motoko could not wrap her mind around their 'magical' game with fantastic images, incredible story lines and utterly confusing rules.
ôGotcha!" his voice began sounding a little more prouder "Awww Yeah!ö
ôNo, not that... No! Nooooo!ö Konata's voice wailed for a moment, her usual cheer temporarily curbed.
æWere they this vocal last time?Æ The kendoka asked herself, also noticing the squeaking noise would stop at moments then continue for no discernible reason.
ôTake iiit!ö his voice gaining a slight sing-song quality to it.
ôUguuuu!ö hers becoming distraught, yet not disappointed.
æIs he... taunting her?Æ the kendoka blinked, astonished at the young man's sudden alpha male response 'I thought SHE was the aggressive one.'
ôSay it!ö his voice ordered crisply.
ôDon't wanna!ö was her petulant response.
æI wasnÆt aware he could be so aggressive...' Motoko blushed, imagining the male of the household in a new light 'so forcefulÆ
ôDonÆt be like that, Konataö he said slowly as the pitch of his voice dropped down an octave.
ôAwww... do I really have to?ö the partner in this duet answered with a whine
æOh dear!' Motoko's leaned closer to the door, her breath shortened as she payed more attention to both the tone and the connotation of their banter, æwhen did he become so... smooth?Æ
ôWhoÆs your daddy?ö his words were clear, concise and more than a little suggestive.
After a deep sigh KonataÆs voice replied with a wistful intonation ôYouÆre my daddy, Kei-chan!ö
Motoko's mind began reeling, she had never heard him command such a presence before 'that doesnÆt sound like two friends just playing gamesÆ or get such an honest response.
ôDamn right!ö Keitaro's voice seemed to crow proudly.
ôTease!" Konata challenged back, regaining her usual flair and bravado "Next time I get play with your joystick!ö.
æJ-joystick?' her mind stray further from her original beliefs, unable to tear herself away from the of the couple beyond the door 'Did they just... was that foreplay?Æ
"And now that we got the first round out of the way" an almost perverse, yet feminine laugh filled the air.
"Aaack!" his usual nervousness came back "Oh, now you're just plain being unfair!"
æSheÆs attacking him now?Æ an unnaturally pleased smile came to her face.
"Come to momma, you sexy beast!" started Konata, her voice almost sensual.
"Please be gentle with this unworthy one" the male in the room answered with a hint of deference to a superior.
'Why... why does this sound so hot?Æ It was at this moment when Motoko Aoyama realized at this moment where her mind had just taken residence in for the past ten minutes, the gutter æBad thoughts are bad!... must not think bad thoughts! '
As the pair's voices suddenly died down, the rhythmic squeaking came back louder than ever followed by what could only be considered as panting.
'They... they ARE lovers' Motoko gulped, oddly reminded of one of Kitsune's no-so-trashy romance novels 'I...I shouldn't interrupt their quality time'.
As Motoko began to chastise herself for overhearing a tryst, a third younger and more enthusiastic voice rang out "Wow, you two really ARE hard core!"
'Kaolla?' The kendoka's mind crashed immediately upon recognizing the voice 'What, what is she doing in there... with them?' her mind now racing, latching onto the most ridiculous reasons that instantly came to the forefront.
"U-U-URASHIMAAAA!!!" righteous female fury overpowered Motoko's emotions as she opened the door to Konata's room with a quick snap "YOU PERVERTED WRETCH!"
"Huh?" Keitaro's previously unknown smooth talking skills went back to his usual faire, non-existent.
"Hey!" the resident princess was oddly serious for a moment as pointed at the furious looking kendoka. "No cutting in line!"
"Ohai Motoko-san!" Konata welcomed her with her now trademark kitty grin as she nodded toward the big screen television in her room, "you know, I never figured you for a fighting game junkie!
Silence reigned supreme for an extended moment, only to be broken by a dramatic voice intoning an odd welcome message. "Here comes a new challenger!"
"Wait... what?" Motoko's rage was dispelled as quickly as it had summoned, her analytical mind going into overdrive as it began taking in stock and cataloguing the contents of the room she had just stepped into.
Urashima Keitaro, adult male, messy brown hair, sitting on the ground, a regular gamepad controller in his hands, dressed in cargo long shorts and wearing a black t-shirt that with green lettering that read "Unleash the Beast!".
Izumi Konata, adult female, blue hair currently worn in a high ponytail, also sitting on the floor, arcade style joystick controller on her lap, dressed in sweatpants and white t-shirt which red lettering reads "Down Right Fierce" covering her upper body.
Suu Kaolla, teenaged female, blonde hair currently worn down, happily bouncing on Izumi-san's bed, dressed in shorts and donning a dark blue t-shirt with white lettering that read "I pwn n00bs".
"You..." The kendoka's attention wavered back and forth between the tv screen and the people talking to her "You've been playing video games all this time?"
"What else would we be doing?" Konata's kitty grin grew bigger as she visibly fiddled around with the joystick controller "So Motoko-san, are you in or out?"
"Best two out of three fights" the tanned princess grinned as she cracked her knuckles "and I got winner next!"
"I... I" Motoko attempted to hide her embarrassment as she quietly took a step back and out of the room "Igottagonow!".
"She would have ragequit after a few rounds" Keitaro shrugged as the door to Konata's room was once again closed and the gaming re-started "now, where were we?"
"You, my dear padawan, were about to crash and burn!" Konata put her game face back on and resumed with the refined style of beatdown dispensing.
"Less talk, more action you two!" Kaolla ordered imperiously, eagerly waiting her turn to go up against someone that really enjoyed the same games as she did.
Good content.
But, To quote the Elders of the town I grew up in: "Uff Da!" on the grammar. You can tell it was a late night for you.
I'll go through the google doc and try to fix it in the next day, but consider this beforehand:
face only reflected
Also, you use the term "either" implying two following possibilities, but only one was presented. Is there another possibility or was either meant to refer to something else?
But, To quote the Elders of the town I grew up in: "Uff Da!" on the grammar. You can tell it was a late night for you.
I'll go through the google doc and try to fix it in the next day, but consider this beforehand:
face only reflected
Also, you use the term "either" implying two following possibilities, but only one was presented. Is there another possibility or was either meant to refer to something else?
@EagleCeres,
Fun and wonderful reading! But ThreadWeaver's got a point. Riddled with spelling mistakes. I've marked out some of the obvious ones, but it would be best if you stepped away from your PC, went for a relaxing walk and tried reading your work again. You should be able to spot the mistakes yourself.
Oh ... and mention somewhere that only 1 gamepad had a joystick. Or am I interpreting it wrongly? :huh:
-chronodekar
Fun and wonderful reading! But ThreadWeaver's got a point. Riddled with spelling mistakes. I've marked out some of the obvious ones, but it would be best if you stepped away from your PC, went for a relaxing walk and tried reading your work again. You should be able to spot the mistakes yourself.
Oh ... and mention somewhere that only 1 gamepad had a joystick. Or am I interpreting it wrongly? :huh:
-chronodekar
I'll probably be taking most of today off after my work shift... more than 4 hours of sleep sounds lovely right about now.
I originally had implied that there was only one joystick controller being used when the siren of the gutter had Motoko enthralled :snigger:
Although, now that I think about it, I know where to correct/switch in the "standard gamepad" and "arcade stick" for clarity's sake ^_^
thanks again for the C&C
I get a bit concerned at moments, as I notice that I've been giving Kei less speaking lines; most of them seem to be either sniped by Konata or someone else butting in, giving their two cents and trying to get the ex-ronin's attention... then again, Konata is a noticeably stronger influence on him. :evil2:
I originally had implied that there was only one joystick controller being used when the siren of the gutter had Motoko enthralled :snigger:
Although, now that I think about it, I know where to correct/switch in the "standard gamepad" and "arcade stick" for clarity's sake ^_^
thanks again for the C&C
I get a bit concerned at moments, as I notice that I've been giving Kei less speaking lines; most of them seem to be either sniped by Konata or someone else butting in, giving their two cents and trying to get the ex-ronin's attention... then again, Konata is a noticeably stronger influence on him. :evil2:
*bump*
I want to take a moment from forum lurking, mmo playing and consuming copious amounts of candycorn* to thank everybody for all their comments, critiques and more importantly (well intentioned and well received) complaints.
For those that haven't given their USD$0.02 (two cents), don't be afraid of saying things as they are, I recognize my writing skill is somewhat half-assed (at least it's slightly better than bad yaoi slash!); but I recognize every single nitpick has a reason for coming up, so I'm willing to at the very least take a look at the question and find a way to address it (when applicable).
I might debate a few of the comments when I think I understand and feel that my (limited) writing style expresses the idea I want to express better; although I will gladly eat crow and will graciously accept the comments and complaints, because in the long run I want people to better understand what I want to say. Even if it means I have to force myself to correct, improve and evolve the way (the how, not the why) I write and express myself.
The main reason I shared this and other (attempts at) writing exercises, is because I continue to have have fun and enjoy the little madness these fictions allow us. I'm also getting the creative juices flowing and then there's the ego boosting fact that I'm getting feedback, this lets me know I'm giving people a somewhat enjoyable a story/vision or at the very least something to waste a few minutes and crack a smile at something I did.
Thanks again everyone, hope this moment of self reflection didn't annoy you too much!
PS: am I missing someone in particular whom Konata has not trolled (and/or gotten into some kind of shenanigans) yet?
P?S: The latest version is still the google doc, I'll take a few more days for reviews and corrections, then put it live on TFF.
And remember, the best reason for doing things FOR TEH LULZ!*
* mmm... delicious honey-sugar based, orange/yellow colored, triangle shaped goodness
i love october... candy month!:drool:
* Disclaimer: this is not an endorsement for lulz of illegal and/or disgusting nature, YMMV, check with a doctor if LULZ are right for you, void where prohibited, offer not valid in all countries
I want to take a moment from forum lurking, mmo playing and consuming copious amounts of candycorn* to thank everybody for all their comments, critiques and more importantly (well intentioned and well received) complaints.
For those that haven't given their USD$0.02 (two cents), don't be afraid of saying things as they are, I recognize my writing skill is somewhat half-assed (at least it's slightly better than bad yaoi slash!); but I recognize every single nitpick has a reason for coming up, so I'm willing to at the very least take a look at the question and find a way to address it (when applicable).
I might debate a few of the comments when I think I understand and feel that my (limited) writing style expresses the idea I want to express better; although I will gladly eat crow and will graciously accept the comments and complaints, because in the long run I want people to better understand what I want to say. Even if it means I have to force myself to correct, improve and evolve the way (the how, not the why) I write and express myself.
The main reason I shared this and other (attempts at) writing exercises, is because I continue to have have fun and enjoy the little madness these fictions allow us. I'm also getting the creative juices flowing and then there's the ego boosting fact that I'm getting feedback, this lets me know I'm giving people a somewhat enjoyable a story/vision or at the very least something to waste a few minutes and crack a smile at something I did.
Thanks again everyone, hope this moment of self reflection didn't annoy you too much!
PS: am I missing someone in particular whom Konata has not trolled (and/or gotten into some kind of shenanigans) yet?
P?S: The latest version is still the google doc, I'll take a few more days for reviews and corrections, then put it live on TFF.
And remember, the best reason for doing things FOR TEH LULZ!*
* mmm... delicious honey-sugar based, orange/yellow colored, triangle shaped goodness
i love october... candy month!:drool:
* Disclaimer: this is not an endorsement for lulz of illegal and/or disgusting nature, YMMV, check with a doctor if LULZ are right for you, void where prohibited, offer not valid in all countries
Maybe it's just me, but my mind interpreted that as Konata using a standard controller, and Keitaro using an arcade-style gamepad. Konata wants a turn to use the gamepad (I've never used one myself when playing a fighting game, but two of my friends claim that they manage combos and special inputs better when using the arcade pad).
You're not that far off. Originally Keitaro had the arcade style stick, and Konata the gamepad (queue Keitaro trash talking and Konata fuming lightly).
Before Motoko rushed into the room, Kotana took over the arcade stick (queue Kei expecting getting pwnt, but still tossing out a challenging one-liner or two).
Glad you enjoyed it :snigger:
Before Motoko rushed into the room, Kotana took over the arcade stick (queue Kei expecting getting pwnt, but still tossing out a challenging one-liner or two).
Glad you enjoyed it :snigger:
Off the top of my head,
Konata engages in an argument with Keitaro about Otohime and traditional dating sim games.
The usual is a single guy looking for a girl. The other is where you control the girl looking for a single guy (does harem work in this?).
Have the discussion happen with Keitaro doing a chore (like cleaning the springs) and Konata sitting nearby just goofing off.
Will suggest more as they come,
chronodekar
Konata engages in an argument with Keitaro about Otohime and traditional dating sim games.
The usual is a single guy looking for a girl. The other is where you control the girl looking for a single guy (does harem work in this?).
Have the discussion happen with Keitaro doing a chore (like cleaning the springs) and Konata sitting nearby just goofing off.
Will suggest more as they come,
chronodekar
