(Check out Isyra to see who these guys actually are. Under The Wake to be exact.)
(The scene: A normal, everyday afternoon within the Lightship Len, the most powerful and advanced warship ever designed and the home base of the {come up with new group name and enter it here}. Aeolus, a man with short black hair and wild green eyes speaks with another man with equally black hair but calm blue eyes. The blue eyed man shakes his head as they walk along.)
Aeolus: But you said you liked MST3K, Kyle!
Kyle: I do, but that doesn't mean I'm willing to do something like it!
Aeolus: And why not?
Kyle: Because we're not comedy writers, nor do we have them working for us. We're UNFUNNY.
Aeolus: I thought I was the pessimist here...
(Coming to a lift they stop and wait for one to come to them.)
Kyle: And besides, we have better things to do.
Aeolus: Oh right, I forgot about all those rabbits we have to relocate because they're eating crops while we wait for the Keepers to stop being lazy and try and attack us.
Kyle: Hey, just because they've not at-
Aeolus: You're just looking for an excuse to NOT do it because you're scared you'd embarrass yourself.
Kyle: I am no-
(Suddenly the lift door opens and Aeolus enters, then hits a button.)
Aeolus: See you around, chicken shit!
(Kyle bursts into the lift just as the door closes.)
Kyle: Fine.
Aeolus: Fine what?
Kyle: Let's do this.
Aeolus: Do what?
Kyle: ... Let's go... MST something...
Aeolus: That's the spirit! But before we do that, we need to get a third person.
Kyle: Why a third?
Aeolus: Because that's how it works. We can't have just two people MSTing something. It doesn't work that way at all.
Kyle: Fine... and who do you suggest for our third?
Aeolus: Oh, I have a few ideas...
(The scene: A movie theater in the entertainment section of Len, one of the many in the ship to provide entertainment to those living and working on the ship. In a retro feel, there's a curtain covering the screen. Aeolus and Kyle are already seated, and in comes a young man with black hair and blue-green eyes. He sits down next to Kyle.)
Kyle: (Looking at Aeolus) What, you picked Joshua?
Aeolus: Yeah, why not?
Kyle: I don't know... I figured you'd pick somebody else...
Joshua: So... why are we here?
Kyle: And you didn't tell him?
Aeolus: Well, Mark has no sense of humor, an-
Joshua and Kyle: Mark has a sense of humor!
Aeolus: Yeah, one that involves a lot of pain.
Joshua: ... Sometimes...
Aeolus: Wind is busy and the ladies... well... this isn't for them.
Joshua: ... Oh Hell no, this is a gay orgy! I'm out of here! (Gets up to leave.)
Aeolus and Kyle: NO IT ISN'T! SIT DOWN!
Joshua: (Sits down) ... I'm trusting you two here...
Kyle: So... why isn't it for the ladies?
Aeolus: You'll find out...
Joshua: I still don't know what's happening here...
Aeolus: Long story short; we're going to riff on something, like in MST3K.
Joshua: ... I see.
Kyle: See, I told you this was a ba-
Joshua: And why the Hell didn't we do this before?! THIS IS THE BEST IDEA EVER!
Kyle: ...
Aeolus: See, I told you.
Kyle: Arrg...
(Aeolus hits a a button and a flashing red light accompanied by a frantic beeping appears from seemingly nowhere.)
Aeolus: WE GOT MOVIE SIGN!
Joshua: This. Will. Be. Awesome!
Kyle: Ugh... this is going to be a long one...
(The curtain above the screen rises. The screen is black, and then slowly an image fades in; it's an anime style image of a lit up building during the night, the sounds of hushed talking can be heard.)
Kyle: Oh great, anime...
Joshua: No bad movie...?
Aeolus: Trust me, you guys...
(The scene changes to a quick, yet very choppy pan across a room full of loud business men who are drinking.)
Kyle: Quick, call the cops before they break out the karaoke machine!
Joshua: (As drunk business man) A-a-and I... will always -hic- lovvvvvvve youuuuuuuuuu... -hic-
(As the scene pans toward the left further, a woman in a short skirt is seen pushing a door closed behind her, which is also choppy.)
Kyle: You know, I think they blew most of their animation budget on booze, 'cause this is looking really choppy and terrible.
Joshua: Damn Koreans must have gotten lazy!
Aeolus: (As an ineffectual slave driver) Come on you guys, this stuff has to be out in a week and you're all sleeping? If you don't work, you won't get apple pies when we go to McDonalds!
(Quickly, there's a jerky pan up the body of the woman, moving up along her chest, then to her face, where her cheeks are flushed.)
Aeolus: (As the girl) Oh my, I do believe I'm getting the vapors!
Joshua: Flustered, she ran out of the room upon finding out what REALLY happens to the kids after filming an episode of Barney.
(Footsteps are heard, and the scene changes to a short haired man in what appears to be a long coat with a neon green strip running down the center of it.)
Man: Professor Hayame, are you leaving already?
(Close up of the woman's blue eyes and flushed cheeks.)
Kyle: (As the professor, straining) Must... hold in... fart... can't let it rip... here... he'll find out... I ate all the radishes!
Professor Hayame: I'm not used to this kind of setting, so...
Joshua: (As professor) I'm more used to being in a cage and dancing at this time of night.
Aeolus: (As professor) They don't even have a pole...
(Back to the short haired man, who has such small eyes when compared to normal anime characters.)
Man: That's too bad. I wanted to talk to you more.
Kyle: (As man) You know, talk about sports.
Joshua: The only sport he's interested in is wrestling. Greek style.
Aeolus: All greased up?
Joshua: Of course!
Kyle: Arrg...
(The woman raises her arm up to her chest and makes an "eh" sound.)
Man: I mean, I wanted to talk to you about the student education policy. There's a lot of students playing hooky these days, so...
(The woman lowers her head and closes her eyes.)
Kyle: (As professor) Can't... hold it...!
Hayame: I'm going to go now. I'll see you on Monday.
Aeolus: (Singing) She's as cold as ice...
(She then walks off, and there's a close up of the mans face.)
Man: I wonder if it's true that she doesn't like men?
Joshua: Hey alright! It's one of those anime!
Kyle: What, lesbian anime?!
Aeolus: (Coughs slightly)
Kyle: Oh goddamn you...
(The screen goes black, they a title slowly fades into view, reading "HOT FOR TEACHER Episode 1".)
Kyle: Is there any menacing phantoms in this?!
Aeolus: No, there isn't.
Joshua: Phew... thank goodness...
(The scene changes to a very shaky, choppy movement trying to simulate steps, all the while there are noises, as though somebody is having trouble walking. Then the scene changes to Hayame, slouched slightly as she moves before coming to a halt.)
Kyle: We'd like to thank the professor for allowing up to put a camera on her forehead.
Joshua: Hey, that was a ri-
Aeolus: A riff. A riff.
Joshua: ... Bah...
(Slowly, Hayame brings her hand up to her forehead.)
Joshua: Man hand alert!
Kyle: What, is she a transsexual?
Aeolus: If she is, then it was an otherwise good job.
Hayame: What's happening? I didn't drink that much, but...
(Suddenly, there are footsteps.)
Voice: Is something wrong, Professor Hayame?
(Looking over her shoulder, Hayame sees a large bald man in a pink suit.)
Hayame: Vice Principal...
Vice Principal: You should rest somewhere.
(The man puts his hand on her shoulder.)
Joshua: Uh oh...
Kyle: Oh boy...
Aeolus: Smooth...
(Suddenly, Hayame pushes his hand away and then tries to get away from him.)
Hayame: No... I'm going home. I'm fine.
Joshua: (As VP) Baby, you got "FINE" written all over you!
Kyle and Aeolus: Too easy.
(But then she stops in her tracks a foot away and falls backwards, landing on his chest with a thud. A close, choppy pan reveals a sinister smile on the lips of the pink suited man, who then laughs...)
Aeolus: (As a GM) You try to get away but your body, feeling heavy falls backwards into the hands of the Orc, feeling as though your Will has failed you.
Josua: (As a player) I told her to equip her Amulet of Resolve before entering the dungeon, but did she listen? Noooo... I mean, my character is only a Bishop with about 15 skill points in Knowledge: Artefacts, but what do I know?
(Fading out and then back in, a close up shot of Hayame's lips are show as she makes small noises. Another fade out and in, this time one of her eyes, which opens slowly. Another fade out and in, this time there's a meaty hand fondling...a bare breast!)
Aeolus and Joshua: Whoo, bare tit!
(Fade out and fade in, the VP's tongue is licking at her bare pussy, making slurping noises. Fade out and in, a slow choppy pan shot of Hayame on her back, shirt open and skirt pushed up, her bra and panties missing. The VP's hands are fondling her tits as he licks at her pussy.)
Joshua: Why, it's the nicest rape session she's ever had.
Kyle: Can you even call this rape? I mean, he's eating her out; rapists don't eat pussy!
Aeolus: Whatever it is, I approve!
(A close up of Hayame's face, her eyes and mouth widen in shock.)
Hayame: What are you doing?
Kyle: (As VP) Hmmm, what could I be doing? I'm between your legs, my tongue is lapping at your pussy, my hands are fondling your breasts... oh yes, I'm checking your meter.
(Shot of the VP's eyes peering up at her from between her legs.)
VP: It's mouth to mouth.
Aeolus, Kyle and Joshua: (Snicker)
(A shot of him fondling her breast.)
VP: And I'm giving you a heart massage.
Aeolus, Kyle and Joshua: (Snicker more)
(A shot of Hayame laying there, the VPs hands on her breast and face between her legs.)
Hayame: I'm fine. Please get off of me.
(Suddenly, Hayame moans as the VP pulls his mouth away from her, some juices on his chin.)
VP: What are you talking about? You shouldn't push yourself. Plus, you're dripping wet, and your nipples are hard.
(Shot of the VP pinching one of her nipples, then a short of Hayame's face as she moans.)
Aeolus: This is the calmest rape scene I've ever seen. If it gets any calmer a fucking game of cards might break out.
Hayame: Stop it. Please...
(The scene changes to the VP between her legs, his shirt open and exposing his rather fat, almost sluglike body and dick in his hand, wagging it in-front of her pussy.)
Kyle: Jabba the Hutt?!
Aeolus: (As Jabba) It's time for some sluggy love... ho ho ho...
Joshua: (Does an annoying little high pitched laugh)
VP: I can't do that. You're drenched in sweat. Let me take your temperature.
Aeolus: In coming anal scene!
(Suddenly Hayame gets up and screams "No!", then tries to get away. But she falls on her ass a few feet away, then holds her hand against her chest, trying to keep her shirt closed as she sits sideways, looking at the large man. The camera pans down her body.)
VP: You've got it all wrong. I was taking care of you because you're so drunk.
Aeolus: (In a slow, dorky voice) Don't worry.. I won't hurt you....
Joshua: Silly woman, he was only concerned for your well being! Now come on, let him "take care of you" some more.
VP: Well, I must admit I went a bit far, but...
Hayame: I'm not drunk! I didn't drink at all.
Kyle: You lie. Stop lying, you liar!
Aeolus: Come on now, maybe she isn't...
Joshua: Oh, but she is! And I quote; "I didn't drink that much, but...". She's a lying liar!
(Close up of Hayame's face as a shocked look crosses it, then a flashback begins showing the VP holding a drink out to her.)
VP: Have one before you leave...
(Then it goes back to a shot of one of her eyes.)
Hayame: Did you drug me?
(A series of scenes begin as they talk, moving from the VP's evil smile to Hayame's face as they talk)
VP: Oh come on, you don't have any proof.
Hayame: How do you plan to make up for this?
Aeolus: (As VP) Well, I was thinking that maybe we could go to the opera.
Kyle (As Hayame) Ohhh, I love the opera!
Hayame: Of course, you're leaving the academy, right?
VP: Now, now. There's no need to get so upset.
(Pan up the VP's face)
Aeolus: Gah!
Kyle: I don't wanna see this...!
Joshua: Think sexy thoughts, think sexy thoughts...!
VP: Can't you leave it as something that happened in a drunken stupor?
Joshua: 'Cause a cool person would do that, and you wanna be cool right?
VP: If you want, I'll more than make it up to you.
Kyle: (As VP) With tickets to our schools next soccer game.
(A shot of Hayame's chest, one of her breasts stands firm and brought out of her shirt as the other is hidden by her arm.)
Hayame: Do you honestly think you can talk your way out of this? You don't deserve to be a teacher!
Kyle: Unless it's teaching a class on how to look like a slug, because then he'd be the best teacher out there.
Joshua: Or teaching a class on how to be an excellent Jabba the Hutt cosplayer.
(The VP's eyes narrow)
VP: I'll apologize, but are you gonna insist on making a big deal out of it?
Aeolus: What a stupid question. You're stupid.
Hayame: It's your own fault! If you're not gonna quit, I'll take this up with the Board of Education!
VP: Are you sure you want to do that? I'm very well connected to the Board of Education in this prefecture.
Joshua: Moral of the story: Don't try to use the system against your rapist because chances are he'll use the system to screw you harder than he ever did with his cock.
(The scene changes to the VP looming over Hayame, his dick hard and hanging loose, it's a much more fleshy color than the rest of his pale body, and much darker as well.)
Kyle: What, did he have a penis transplant or something?!
Aeolus: Sad that your penis is so tiny? Cursing nature for not blessing you with an impressive package? Well now you can do something about it! Just call the number on your screen and we'll send you a free information package on Penis Transplantation to learn if this procedure is right for you.
Hayame: Then I'll tell the police!
(Suddenly Hayame gets up and runs out fot eh room, leaving the VP on his knees, looking at the door from which she just escaped.)
VP: I guess the drug didn't work so well.
Joshua: Thanks for the newsflash, Captain Obvious of the H.M.S Duh!
VP: I have to do something fast.
Aeolus: (As VP) The ice cream sandwiches I stored in my arm pits as an after rape snack are beginning to melt.
(The scene fades out, then back in on a talk apartment building, then suddenly changes to a scene of Hayame in the shower. The camera pans up in a choppy fashion as she washes herself, looking angry.)
Joshua: She's sexy when she's mad.
Aeolus: She's sexy when she washes.
Kyle: She's sexy just existing.
Hayame: I won't forgive him. I won't...
(The camera then pans up to a close shot of her face as she looks forward, mouth agape as a flashback begins. Hayame, clad in a pink sweater is being fondled from behind by a man in a business shirt and tie, with glasses and short brown hair.)
Hayame: W... what are you doing!?
Fondler: We're engaged. Don't you think it's about time we...
Hayame: You promised you'd wait until we were married.
Aeolus: A rare Christian in Japan.
Joshua: (As a Japanese man) Burn her for the honor of our ancestors!
(Close up shot of one of Hayame's breast being fondled.)
Fondler: Stop being so uptight. You're not a virgin for God's sake!
(Scene change to the fondler kissing Hayame, then it goes black as a slapping sound is heard. Then it fades back in with her in a slapping position, the fondler falling slightly to the side.)
Kyle: Last time, on Dragonslapping Z!
Hayame: I didn't think you were like that, Matsunaga!
Aeolus: Oh yeah, it's now a sin to be horny.
Joshua: And how dare he even consider kissing his fiancee like that?! DISGUSTING!
Hayame: It's over. I'm breaking off the engagement. Please leave!
Aeolus: (As Hayame) I told you not to kiss me before marriage, but you did anyway! Get out of here and find some other whore who will go so far as kissing before marriage, you filthy man beast!
Joshua: She has a stick so far up her ass it's not even funny.
Kyle: I'm sure she wouldn't be acting this way if he didn't have a penis. Damn Feminists and their penis hate.
(Close up shot of Matsunaga's eye, then he grabs her hand. Suddenly her hands are bound behind her back and she's being pushed backwards, onto her back. She looks up at him with shock, cheeks pink.)
Hayame: What are you doing?
Matsunaga: I've never been slapped. Not even by my mother.
Kyle: (As Matsunaga) But damnit, I liked it!
(Matsunaga pulls up Hayame's pink sweater, showing that she's not wearing a bra at all.)
Joshua: She's so uptight about sex, but she doesn't wear a bra?
Kyle: Told you she's a Feminist.
(Matsunaga loos down at her, crazed as he comes closer to her.)
Hayame: Stop... please!
(Fade out, then back into the shower, Hayame hits the wall with her balled up hand. Then, it pans along her face.)
Hayame: I hate men...
Joshua: And yet there hasn't been any girl on girl action yet.
Aeolus: Soon enough, I'm sure.
(A doorbell rings, and the scene changes to a door with a shoulder in view. The door opens and Hayame peeks out, a chain "securing" the door.)
Kyle: Oh yes, that small chain will protect you from a criminal intent on coming into your home.
(The camera pans up the body of a boy in a school uniform with blond hair.)
Hayame: What's wrong, Katsutoshi?
Aeolus: (As Hayame) Other than the fact that you're a filthy man pig.
Katsu: Keiko ran away from home... she's at my house.
Hayame: Keiko... Miss Fujimura, from second year?
Joshua: (As Katsu) No, the homeless Keiko that works the streets as a hooker because she has no family. OF COURSE IT'S THAT KEIKO, YOU IDIOT!
(An image of a green haired, yellow eyed girl in a school uniform appears.)
Aeolus: What the Hell, yellow eyes?
Kyle: I see Data managed to become far more Human looking.
Katsu: I told her she can't stay with me because I live alone, and that wouldn't look good.
Joshua: Oh, so he's gay.
Aeolus: I guess so.
Kyle: Gay boys get all the chicks.
Katsu: But she won't listen to me. I thought maybe if you talked to her, she'd listen...
Kayame: I'm glad you told me. Hold on.
Aeolus: And so Mistress Yuri leaps into action, attempting to force the young woman into her all girl sex cult!
(An elevator opens and the two walk out, Hayame wearing the same clothes as before her shower.)
Hayame: Come to think of it, you two were a strange pair.
Katsu: "A pair", as in the best student and the worst student?
Joshua: (As Katsu) Hayame, you bitch!
Aeolus: Rape her!
Hayame: I didn't mean it like that... but you two are a cute couple...
(As they leave the building' Hayame's shirt changes color...)
Aeolus: Lazy animators...
(... and they walk to a car.)
Katsu: We're childhood friends.
Kyle: And we all know that when you're childhood friends, you end up...
Aeolus: ... making them bark like a dog while you pound them from behind, just like Kyle and Lena!
Kyle: Yes, exac- what?!
Aeolus: Ha! You admitted it!
Joshua: Oh god... you and mom do that?!
Kyle: ... Well, how else did you think you were conceived?
Joshua: GAH! I DON'T WANNA HEAR ANYMORE!
(In the car is a man at the wheel wearing a purple suit, and as Hayame gets in she notices him.)
Katsu: He's Gondo.
Aeolus: Gonzo?!
Kyle: Chicken lover!
Joshua: No, no, he's named after a gondole, because that's where his mother and father ha- GAH! I DON'T WANNA THINK ABOUT THAT!
Katsu: He hasn't been to class, but he's a third year, too.
Joshua: Kinda big for a three year old.
Kyle: They grow up so fast.
(Gondo looks back at Hayame with a smirk, his hair is brown and short.)
Aeolus: Anybody want to bet that he's not Yakuza?
Joshua and Kyle: Nah.
(A long shot of an unsure looking Hayame, then a choppy pan of run down buildings.)
Aeolus: What is this, choppy pan number 30?
(A pair of bright headlights are seen, then they turn off, revealing the same car being parked. A shot of Hayame and the two men in the car, showing Gondo has a blue shirt on under his suit.)
Kyle: What is it with men and bad color? First Jabba in a pink suit, now this guy in a purple and blue thing... what's next, teal and green suits?
Aeolus: Teal? Nah... maybe sea foam green.
Hayame: W... wait, where are we? This isn't your house.
Gondo: Get out.
Joshua: (As Gondo) We're out of gas, so get out and push the car to Katsu's house!
Hayame: What's going on?
Gondo: I said get out!
Aeolus: (As Gondo) Your radish powered farts are smelling up the place.
Hayame: Katsutoshi!
Katsu: I would listen to what he says...
Hayame: Huh?
Kyle: (As Hayame) Could you repeat that? It takes atleast twice for me to get anything.
(Fade out, then back in, a quick choppy pan up Hayame's body as she sits on the floor, arms tied up above her head. She then looks toward the direction of the camera.)
Joshua: (As Hayame in a seductive tone) Hey there filthy man pigs, this turning you on?
Hayame: Do you think you can get away with this?
Gondo: I like professors with attitudes...
Kyle: Ah, so Gondo is really Zordon!
Aeolus: Go go Attractive-Women-In-Their-Mid-Twenties-Who-Have-Devoted-Their-Lives-To-Teaching-Because-They-Can't-Get-Husbands-Because-They-Have-Sticks-Up-Their-Asses Rangers! Doo doo doo doo doo, go go Attractive-Women-In-Their-Mid-Twent- (Tries to catch his breath)
(Gondo reaches out, grabs her shirt and suddenly rips it open, causing her to scream as her white bra is revealed. Then he pulls that off, causing her breasts to bounce.)
Aeolus, Kyle and Joshua: BOING! BOING! BOING!
Hayame: What are you doing?
(Pan down of Hayame being fondled by Gondo.)
Gondo: I should have gone to class, since I had a professor with such a hot body!
(Then it pans up to Hayame's face.)
Hayame: Stop it!
Kyle: Okay, now she's acting like a normal rape victim. For a moment I thought it was going to be another conversation like with Jabba.
Joshua: It could always turn out that way...
(Shot of Hayame's short skirt.)
Gondo: You say that, but you're feeling it. Let me see...
(Gondo's hand pushes her skirt up, then it sinks into her neon pink panties and rubs her slit, making a squishing noise.)
Aeolus: They made day glow panties?
(Shot of Hayame's shocked face.)
Hayame: Stop.
Aeolus and Joshua: HAMMER TIME!
Kyle: Wayyyyy too easy.
(A shot of Hayame being fingered by Gondo while Katsu is filming the whole thing.)
Gondo: Hey, you're completely wet.
Hayame: Help me... Katsutoshi.
Katsu: Gondo... this isn't what you said.
Kyle: (As Katsu) There's no ponies here at all!
Katsu: You said you were going to scare her.
(Shot of Gondo playing with one of her breasts.)
Gondo: Shut up! Keep taping!
Katsu: But...
Gondo: What, can't you hear me? I told you to keep taping!
Joshua: People in this show really need hearing aides.
(Shot of an angry Hayame.)
Hayame: I won't let you get away with this! How dare you do this to your teacher! You're only students!
Aeolus: Yeah, she should be the one doing this to them!
Gondo: What a loud professor. I'm gonna have to shut you up.
(Gondo forces his penis into her mouth, much to her displeasure. Then comes a slow, choppy pan up Hayame's body, breasts bouncing as he forces her to suck his dick.)
Gondo: You feel so good, Professor. Your lips feel so great!
(Shot of Gondo's upper torso jerking forward over and over.)
Kyle: Just what I wanted to see...
Joshua: Thank you, show. I was developing a nice chubby, too.
Gondo: Come on, you need to make more dirty noises.
Joshua: How do you make dirty noises?
Aeolus: Like this! (Makes a noise similar to dust collecting on a table.)
Kyle: ... I need to learn how to do that.
(Close up of Hayame's face as it moves back and forth, she makes all kinds of noises combined with squishing sounds and Gondo laughing. Then a reuse of the panning up of Hayame's body.)
Aeolus: Lazy animators...
Gondo: I can't hold it anymore!
(Shot of Hayame's eye going wide as he orgasms in her mouth. Then he pulls out... only to have his seed flow out of her mouth and onto her chest. She coughs and pants, almost gagging.)
Aeolus, Kyle and Joshua: EWWW!
(Suddenly, the shot changes and the VP is seen walking toward them, nude.)
Aeolus, Kyle and Joshua: GAH, JABBA!
VP: Hey, you're hogging all the fun.
Aeolus: (As VP) I know a thing or two about hogging, as I've done it to quite a few cheesecakes in my time.
Gondo: I can't help it. How am I supposed to hold myself back when she's got such a sexy body? (start at 9:45 of episode 1)
AND NOW YOU KNOW THE REST OF THE STORY. GOOD DAY!
Sunday, September 06, 2009
Monday, June 08, 2009
He is Test-kun!
I am the greatest warrior in all the universe! My power is beyond all logic, beyond all comprehension! Those who faced me are dead, those who hear my name tremble, those who do not know me will soon enter a world of pain!
Who am I? I am TEST-KUN!
Yes, Test-kun, the greatest warrior in all the universe, as I have said before. With my awesome powers I stand upon the Heavens, looking down at all those who came before me, laughing at their dead bodies as they rot! But even so, even as I stand at the top, even as I have earned my rightful place as the greatest in the universe... I am sad. I am lonely.
I am alone.
There are no others like me; for if there were, I would have fought and killed them all by now! But as such, there are no others... but then the universe could not create another awesome power like my own, not in the way that I am. My thick, blue lined stick figure like body is the pinnacle of evolution, for with it I can tap into the might of the universe itself! With my fingerless hands I bring terror, and with my eternal smile face I bring, in irony, sorrow!
But so I stand at the top, looking down at the whole of creation and I feel sorrow and pain; I am alone. All those other beings have somebody, be it family, lovers, friends... I have nothing. No family could withstand my power, no lovers my sheer force, no friends the immense grandness of my presence. For me, my might and glory are a curse, for I can never be with another; they would die if they stayed around me for too long.
Such is the immense power I can handle, the glory of the universe that flows through and from me.
Only another like me can be a friend, and there are none like me in this universe. Mayhaps, then, I should try another universe, you say? If only it were that simple! For if I were to enter another universe, I may die; its laws that govern all things may be so different that I would cease to exist! Or worse, I would be bound to paper, a mere scribble! No, such is not an option, such is out of the question! I, Test-kun, must not go to another universe!
But even if I did, this one would be doomed, for my mere existence balances the universe! Without me, this reality would fracture like an egg shell and break apart, collapsing under its own weight! So, for the good of all, I must not leave!
But still, I am alone. I can see them all, so happy.... I am alone, I am unhappy.
Oh, I could destroy them all, but then that is not what Test-kun does! He does not kill out of spite for what others have, no matter how much he wishes he could; Test-kun kills only when challenged, and then only when his foe is worthy of being killed! For that is what I, Test-kun, was meant to do; test all those who would stand against the powers of the universe, to see if there could be one who would become its new master.
But nobody has beaten me, for I am the greatest! I am Test-kun; if I were to be beaten, I would no longer be Test-kun, they would be. But as I have not been beaten, I am still Test-kun, and I am forever doomed to be alone, to await the time to test those who challenge my might.
But I do not like being alone; not even I, Test-kun can stand the lonely position at the top forever. Indeed, it has been so long since I have been with another that was not in combat, killing them; and even then, they exploded from my power. For Test-kun is a position that doesn't allow love or happiness, it destroys companionship and all ties. Test-kun is thus tested, and if he is found wanting, then he will no longer be Test-kun, and all will fall apart.
And so, for the future of all things, for the sake of the universe I must be Test-kun no matter what! I must not give into the lonely nature of my being, I must not let the unhappy life I lead get to me! But even still...
I am sad, I am lonely. Test-kun is not a position that I enjoy, it is something I endure for the sake of all things, for those who died, those who lived, and those who will come to die by my hand and those who never will and shall live. It is my sacred duty to be Test-kun, and to not give into the feelings I have, no matter how lonely I am, no matter how sad. For the test must not be failed; Test-kun cannot be beaten, even by feelings!
Test-kun will not allow it!
Feel sorry for me if you must, but feel happy as well, for my suffering means you can live; give both praise and condolences to Test-kun if you want, and I shall hear it. But know that Test-kun will never leave his position, will never allow the test to come to a failed conclusion.
For Test-kun will never allow himself to be beaten by anything! Test-kun shall endure and, in the end, prevail above all things!
This, Test-kun promises!
Who am I? I am TEST-KUN!
Yes, Test-kun, the greatest warrior in all the universe, as I have said before. With my awesome powers I stand upon the Heavens, looking down at all those who came before me, laughing at their dead bodies as they rot! But even so, even as I stand at the top, even as I have earned my rightful place as the greatest in the universe... I am sad. I am lonely.
I am alone.
There are no others like me; for if there were, I would have fought and killed them all by now! But as such, there are no others... but then the universe could not create another awesome power like my own, not in the way that I am. My thick, blue lined stick figure like body is the pinnacle of evolution, for with it I can tap into the might of the universe itself! With my fingerless hands I bring terror, and with my eternal smile face I bring, in irony, sorrow!
But so I stand at the top, looking down at the whole of creation and I feel sorrow and pain; I am alone. All those other beings have somebody, be it family, lovers, friends... I have nothing. No family could withstand my power, no lovers my sheer force, no friends the immense grandness of my presence. For me, my might and glory are a curse, for I can never be with another; they would die if they stayed around me for too long.
Such is the immense power I can handle, the glory of the universe that flows through and from me.
Only another like me can be a friend, and there are none like me in this universe. Mayhaps, then, I should try another universe, you say? If only it were that simple! For if I were to enter another universe, I may die; its laws that govern all things may be so different that I would cease to exist! Or worse, I would be bound to paper, a mere scribble! No, such is not an option, such is out of the question! I, Test-kun, must not go to another universe!
But even if I did, this one would be doomed, for my mere existence balances the universe! Without me, this reality would fracture like an egg shell and break apart, collapsing under its own weight! So, for the good of all, I must not leave!
But still, I am alone. I can see them all, so happy.... I am alone, I am unhappy.
Oh, I could destroy them all, but then that is not what Test-kun does! He does not kill out of spite for what others have, no matter how much he wishes he could; Test-kun kills only when challenged, and then only when his foe is worthy of being killed! For that is what I, Test-kun, was meant to do; test all those who would stand against the powers of the universe, to see if there could be one who would become its new master.
But nobody has beaten me, for I am the greatest! I am Test-kun; if I were to be beaten, I would no longer be Test-kun, they would be. But as I have not been beaten, I am still Test-kun, and I am forever doomed to be alone, to await the time to test those who challenge my might.
But I do not like being alone; not even I, Test-kun can stand the lonely position at the top forever. Indeed, it has been so long since I have been with another that was not in combat, killing them; and even then, they exploded from my power. For Test-kun is a position that doesn't allow love or happiness, it destroys companionship and all ties. Test-kun is thus tested, and if he is found wanting, then he will no longer be Test-kun, and all will fall apart.
And so, for the future of all things, for the sake of the universe I must be Test-kun no matter what! I must not give into the lonely nature of my being, I must not let the unhappy life I lead get to me! But even still...
I am sad, I am lonely. Test-kun is not a position that I enjoy, it is something I endure for the sake of all things, for those who died, those who lived, and those who will come to die by my hand and those who never will and shall live. It is my sacred duty to be Test-kun, and to not give into the feelings I have, no matter how lonely I am, no matter how sad. For the test must not be failed; Test-kun cannot be beaten, even by feelings!
Test-kun will not allow it!
Feel sorry for me if you must, but feel happy as well, for my suffering means you can live; give both praise and condolences to Test-kun if you want, and I shall hear it. But know that Test-kun will never leave his position, will never allow the test to come to a failed conclusion.
For Test-kun will never allow himself to be beaten by anything! Test-kun shall endure and, in the end, prevail above all things!
This, Test-kun promises!
Wail: That Which Sounds Hollow
That mournful sound fills my ears almost every night now; it's such a terrible noise. The wails of a miserable beast that roams the land crying out as if in pain, or perhaps out of being lonely. Its voice is filled with anguish... or so it would seem.
It's hollow, the sound. To those who first hear it, it would be the sound of pain, of suffering, of somebody mourning over the loss of a loved one. But to me, to the one who has heard it for so very long now it sounds empty. As though the wailing has no true meaning behind it, as though the voice has no emotion behind it; as though the wailing is just some sort of trick, some sort of trap... some sort of ruse.
Even though it holds no meaning to me I can't sleep; it's just so loud that it vibrates against my eyes... I can feel it rattling my teeth. No matter how much I cover my head with a pillow I can't drown it out; the noise cuts through everything.
When the sound comes, I head up to the roof to look out at the night sky and the city before me. Tonight was no different, and the moon is bright tonight, so very full... and I can hear it so very clearly. My eyes stare outwards toward the mountains beyond thee city bathed in the reflected light of the sun; I stare at the mountains because the moon is too bright... and because the city disturbs me on these nights.
I can see things when the sound comes, when the wailing makes my lungs tremble as I try to breathe; I can see things. Shades on the roofs, phantom images that vanish as quickly as I can see them; are they ghosts? Or maybe my eyes are just playing tricks with me because of the sound vibrates against them.
The sound is so loud tonight, it's almost too much for me to handle. It's as though the source is coming closer to me, and yet as I look at the city I can't see it; not even the shadows and phantoms that sometimes come before my eyes. It just gets louder, that noise; I cover my ears with my hands but it doesn't help at all.
My lungs... they're starting to hurt. For some reason it's harder to breathe; it's difficult just to fill them, but it's so easy to squeeze them empty. The air seems to be so very thin, as though I were high in the mountains... and yet the atmosphere feels heavy, as though I were in the depths of the ocean.
What's going on tonight?
The hair on the back of my neck is standing up, my body is covered in goosebumps. The sound gets louder and louder, it gets harder to breathe. I don't understand what's going on, I feel like I'm being crushed while the air is getting thinner; my eyes are hurting so much. I have to close them, I clinch my hands tight against my ears...
Nothing helps. Am I... am I having some kind of a heart attack? A stroke? No... that can't be it; I'm not old enough for that, there isn't a history of it in my family as far as I know. I shouldn't be... having such a thing...
It's louder... oh God, the sound is so loud. My ear drums want to rupture and my eyes want to pop; but it just gets louder and closer. This is the first time it's ever been like this, the first time that it's felt this close. For some reason that I'm not sure of I open my eyes... and it's looking at me; a huge monster.
My eyes go wide, my body trembles, I stop breathing; there's a huge monster standing in-front of me, as tall as my house! Its eyes are sunken into a white mask as it stares, mouth open, the sound coming from deep in its throat. It just stands there, looking... my body frozen in place, lungs burning from the lack of oxygen. I try to move, to run and yet... nothing happens.
I'm in shock... oh God, what's happening?
It stares at me for long moments, it feels so long even though I'm sure it's been only a few seconds. I stare back at it, my eyes wide even though they want to burst... and then it lurches forward, its open mouth coming at me as though to eat me! I try to scream but nothing comes out, and in a sudden burst of motion I roll backwards.
Tumbling down the roof I begin to fall as its face slams into the roof; everything begins to slow down for me. My body is falling heavily to the concrete below me, face up toward the sky, my head locked in place, eyes gazing at the monster. It pulls away from the roof and hoists itself up with such speed; its body is huge, its hands clawed... there's an immense, empty hole in its chest that I can see through.
It's perched itself there, watching me fall as though it were some bird watching a cat fall from a tree. God, please let me die upon impact, I don't want to be eaten by this thing alive!
But, it seems that whatever force is out there has other plans, for the beast comes down on me, its bulk moving so quickly; it's already within inches of biting down on my body, killing me... please, oh please just let me hit the ground!
Falling... falling... it's coming closer. Its mouth so wide, the inside so dark and empty as though it has no tongue, no inner flesh. I can't breathe, my lungs are burning so badly, the blood vessels in my eyes want to just tear apart. I know the ground is coming up fast even if everything feels so slow.
This is how I'm going to die; just please let me die without being eaten.
Falling, so close to the ground... but it's closer! Its mouth opens even wider, like a snake whose jaws can unhinge; it's going to swallow me! Come on... come on... let me hit the concrete already!
Closer... closer... the darkness of its mouth is gaining so fast, my eyes are failing as my lungs, indeed the rest if my body cry out for air. So close... both the monster and the ground.
Falling... the ground is just a moment away now, I can feel it even if I can't see. But the monster is right on top of me now...
Falling... falling... the ground, the monster; God, just let me die before it eats me!
Falling... falling...
... Darkness...
It's hollow, the sound. To those who first hear it, it would be the sound of pain, of suffering, of somebody mourning over the loss of a loved one. But to me, to the one who has heard it for so very long now it sounds empty. As though the wailing has no true meaning behind it, as though the voice has no emotion behind it; as though the wailing is just some sort of trick, some sort of trap... some sort of ruse.
Even though it holds no meaning to me I can't sleep; it's just so loud that it vibrates against my eyes... I can feel it rattling my teeth. No matter how much I cover my head with a pillow I can't drown it out; the noise cuts through everything.
When the sound comes, I head up to the roof to look out at the night sky and the city before me. Tonight was no different, and the moon is bright tonight, so very full... and I can hear it so very clearly. My eyes stare outwards toward the mountains beyond thee city bathed in the reflected light of the sun; I stare at the mountains because the moon is too bright... and because the city disturbs me on these nights.
I can see things when the sound comes, when the wailing makes my lungs tremble as I try to breathe; I can see things. Shades on the roofs, phantom images that vanish as quickly as I can see them; are they ghosts? Or maybe my eyes are just playing tricks with me because of the sound vibrates against them.
The sound is so loud tonight, it's almost too much for me to handle. It's as though the source is coming closer to me, and yet as I look at the city I can't see it; not even the shadows and phantoms that sometimes come before my eyes. It just gets louder, that noise; I cover my ears with my hands but it doesn't help at all.
My lungs... they're starting to hurt. For some reason it's harder to breathe; it's difficult just to fill them, but it's so easy to squeeze them empty. The air seems to be so very thin, as though I were high in the mountains... and yet the atmosphere feels heavy, as though I were in the depths of the ocean.
What's going on tonight?
The hair on the back of my neck is standing up, my body is covered in goosebumps. The sound gets louder and louder, it gets harder to breathe. I don't understand what's going on, I feel like I'm being crushed while the air is getting thinner; my eyes are hurting so much. I have to close them, I clinch my hands tight against my ears...
Nothing helps. Am I... am I having some kind of a heart attack? A stroke? No... that can't be it; I'm not old enough for that, there isn't a history of it in my family as far as I know. I shouldn't be... having such a thing...
It's louder... oh God, the sound is so loud. My ear drums want to rupture and my eyes want to pop; but it just gets louder and closer. This is the first time it's ever been like this, the first time that it's felt this close. For some reason that I'm not sure of I open my eyes... and it's looking at me; a huge monster.
My eyes go wide, my body trembles, I stop breathing; there's a huge monster standing in-front of me, as tall as my house! Its eyes are sunken into a white mask as it stares, mouth open, the sound coming from deep in its throat. It just stands there, looking... my body frozen in place, lungs burning from the lack of oxygen. I try to move, to run and yet... nothing happens.
I'm in shock... oh God, what's happening?
It stares at me for long moments, it feels so long even though I'm sure it's been only a few seconds. I stare back at it, my eyes wide even though they want to burst... and then it lurches forward, its open mouth coming at me as though to eat me! I try to scream but nothing comes out, and in a sudden burst of motion I roll backwards.
Tumbling down the roof I begin to fall as its face slams into the roof; everything begins to slow down for me. My body is falling heavily to the concrete below me, face up toward the sky, my head locked in place, eyes gazing at the monster. It pulls away from the roof and hoists itself up with such speed; its body is huge, its hands clawed... there's an immense, empty hole in its chest that I can see through.
It's perched itself there, watching me fall as though it were some bird watching a cat fall from a tree. God, please let me die upon impact, I don't want to be eaten by this thing alive!
But, it seems that whatever force is out there has other plans, for the beast comes down on me, its bulk moving so quickly; it's already within inches of biting down on my body, killing me... please, oh please just let me hit the ground!
Falling... falling... it's coming closer. Its mouth so wide, the inside so dark and empty as though it has no tongue, no inner flesh. I can't breathe, my lungs are burning so badly, the blood vessels in my eyes want to just tear apart. I know the ground is coming up fast even if everything feels so slow.
This is how I'm going to die; just please let me die without being eaten.
Falling, so close to the ground... but it's closer! Its mouth opens even wider, like a snake whose jaws can unhinge; it's going to swallow me! Come on... come on... let me hit the concrete already!
Closer... closer... the darkness of its mouth is gaining so fast, my eyes are failing as my lungs, indeed the rest if my body cry out for air. So close... both the monster and the ground.
Falling... the ground is just a moment away now, I can feel it even if I can't see. But the monster is right on top of me now...
Falling... falling... the ground, the monster; God, just let me die before it eats me!
Falling... falling...
... Darkness...
The Quints: Fall
The galaxy was forever changed when our homeworld was destroyed. Without our makers in their place of rule, the more ambitious flesh creatures took their chance to expand their own holdings. And so it was that the galaxy fell into a war not seen before in the known history of our makers.
While we did not wish to participate in the war directly, we could not overlook this chance to build our presence in the galaxy at large, or to turn a profit. Taking up possession of a former resource planet in the furthermost reaches of our galaxy, we began the process of turning it into a factory world.
There, we constructed weapons of our makers design using their knowledge, selling them to all sides involved in the ever expanding wars with the promise that they would leave us in peace. It was also on this world that we began the work that would one day cause us to collapse; the construction of robots.
Our prototype devices were simple, just as that of the Primacron... but they soon grew in complexity and capability. However, try as we may we could not fully grant them sentience. These little more than programmed devices were still a viable product, and were sold to the waring factions... but they were still not that which we sought.
Turning to the storehouse of wisdom, one of our brave scientists tried in vain to find the research of the Primacron, to see what he did to create the Oracle... but the knowledge was beyond our grasp, locked deep within. It was only when it was inserted and merged with the collective minds of one scientist that the knowledge came... but at a cost; the minds were absorbed, added to the wisdom collected within. The being ceased to be itself, and was something wholly new...
The Prime.
The master of all wisdom, the leader of our race. From the Prime we received our name, free and devoid of the service that we once were cast into. We became the Quintessons. It, in turn, became the Alpha Quintesson.
We labored in the construction of that which would allow us to give true minds to our creations, to make them more than just mindless shells with programming, something more valuable to us and the galaxy at large. It was a drive that consumed us, pushed on by the cold logic of wanting to surpass the flesh creatures that gave us life, and the desire to have more power, more influence... more domination.
Supercomputers were born of our work, the planet we used as a base became a vast factory that was thousands of miles thick, controlled by a central computer that organized all others. We dubbed the planet Lithone, and it was our testing ground. From there we built machines, and then machines built machines; the planet became automated, the product given sentience by the super computer we called Vector Sigma. These first machines were a bit clumsy and slow, but they were smarter and more agile than the past units. Composed of sharp lines, they were not like the flesh creatures and their soft, rounded features... they were better.
Sold to the flesh creatures to further feed their war, the Lithonian line was a great success; for as long as the wars lasted. Like all things, war does not last forever, especially with flesh creatures. In a few generations the wars slowly came to an end as new nation states in space formed and peace became a more preferred option over all out war. The races who bought first weapons and then mechanical servants from us wanted more functions, more features; they wanted units that were specialized rather than all inclusive.
We tried to modify the Lithonian line, but all of our attempts failed. We came to a point where we would need a completely new design, a new way to construct units; Lithone was no longer capable of keeping up with the changes needed, regardless of how we tried to upgrade the facilities. As such, the factory planet was all but shut down; taking Vector Sigma with us, the planet and its units were abandoned.
For centuries afterwards, we colonized many different planets, trying numerous different designs, ever trying to enhance the lines, to make products that the masses would purchase; all failed. As specific task machines, our models had the bodies and minds, but they could not connect fully; conventional circuity could not, it seemed, allow them to fully utilize their intelligence and finer motor control. Try as we may, even with Vector Sigma, our greatest advance in computer technology, we could not find a way to create a circuit that could do what we wanted artificially.
The search, then, was on for a material that we could use, that could be added to our known materials, or something completely new and unknown that could achieve our desire. Many planets were scouted, many samples taken... nothing was found.
That is, until we came across a small, barren little rock of a world; a rogue planet traveling through the vastness of interstellar space. There, a green crystal material was found; it was tested and applied to our most advanced model's circuity and systems. It increased connectivity with the brain unit by two-hundred thirty percent.
This, it seemed, was the find that we had waited for.
Setting down on the small world, we began to mine it; the world was rich with the material. With a reliable source and a material that we could use to make our models the most efficient possible, we set to work converting the planet into yet another grand factory, increasing its mass, covering it in a shell of metals that housed the vast complex devices that could create machines. Deep within, in the most heavily defended section of the new metal world, we placed Vector Sigma, allowing it control over the whole of the world.
This new factory, which we dubbed Cybertron, churned out more and more machines of increased mental ability and enhanced design; we had three basic lines then, the consumer model, the military model and the government model. Also, because of our great Alpha Quintesson, the Prime of our race, and the discovery of the crystal substance that we dubbed Cybertonium, we were able to harness plasma energy, the very same that the Primacron used to shape the great planet eater, constructing a chamber that was used to forge new, better, more durable shells.
With the new models flowing into the galaxy, we were sure that we would grow in power and influence; for a time we did. But, of course, the flesh beings had complaints. For while the government models were praised for their cold logic, the military and consumer goods models were considered to be too cold, too logical; many assumed the military hardware would react in ways not in line with intended orders. The consumer models, used in tasks such as house cleaning and helping to raise children were cold and unfeeling, which, to beings who valued emotions, meant that they were less than optimal for such tasks.
For a short time, we tried to use biological beings, coupled with technology to gain emotion without the need to do any major changes to our units. The results were... far less than desired, much less safe. These Trans-Organics, as we dubbed them, were vicious and without logic; they were mindless beasts with powers that not even our modified with heavy firepower guard Quintessons could handle. The worst of all was a being which we designed to be a living energy siphon, called the Dweller. It took many attempts and many older machines, but we finally managed to put them into stasis, deep below the planet; in our minds, perhaps one day they may have been of value, hence their fate of stasis rather than destruction.
Again we went back to work, testing and changing, enhancing Vector Sigma, simulating emotions in an attempt at making fully mechanical beings with feelings; to beings who have but cold logic, we knew not that feelings had such value. We tried, several times then, to upgrade older models with basic emotional programming; all soon had to be deactivated, their emotions overcoming their circuits, causing them to act in unacceptable ways. It was then that we knew that, once more, we would have to create a whole new line; only this time, we could maintain Cybertron as a factory, for it was not a question of massive changes, but many small changes that could be achieved with the existing hardware and machines in place.
Consumer model, units A1 and A2 were failures; but each was a step closer to our goal. It was not until unit A3 that we were able to achieve emotional stability with sentience, and the unit did not display any unfavorable actions. From this primary unit, we derived plans for a second unit which would appeal to buyers who wished for house keeping and child raising in mind. It was called Beta, and it worked just as well as A3, if not better; its emotions were a bit stronger, but they were still in control.
With these two, and a third model redesigned to be both loyal and more aggressive towards enemies, with a new preinstalled weapons array that could easily be altered at the discretion of the owner, we had a line of products that met the demands of the galaxy at large, and even beyond. With our success came newer, more advanced models in different styles and builds, ranging from miner units to swift, agile models used for espionage and everything in between.
While there was little waste, as material were recycled, there was some waste; such a problem was solved upon finding a small wormhole that connected to a rural galaxy of little importance and a nearby world that we could dump; it came to be known as Junk.
But, just as our makers had before us, we became lazy as we forced our models to do the work for us; what little there was that wasn't handled by the more simple devices. We took to whipping and torture to keep them in line, punishment was death for those who disobeyed. We even went so far as to have our models fight until they were deactivated for our entertainment; something in us was changing. Our cold logic was giving way to a sadistic desire for destruction, our greed grew by leaps and bounds; we were now the masters to beings who were the system, and it was not until it was too late that we realized that they, like us, didn't take to it very well.
The uprisings, at first, were small; some units who were fighting to the end for us would suddenly lunge when we gave the order for it to be finished; at first it was easy to put down and use them as an example, but soon the numbers were growing. Our consumer goods models were beginning to refuse to work, and even the military models we were using to quell such uprisings were beginning to grow weary of our use of them.
It came to a point where only the government units could be trusted, and they were of little value in defending us. We had to create a force that could put down all challenges, that could crush their follow machines without feeling or remorse. In this time of need, when we felt the threats closing in that we created mammoth, hulking machines with thick armor and immense firepower; the Dark Guardians.
With our great unfeeling, loyal to a fault guards that protected our cities we felt invincible; our folly born of arrogance was rewarded when our Dark Guardians were deactivated by A3. Without their protection, we were helpless as our creations stormed our cities and attacked us, the military models doing the most damage. Our government models, using cold logic and rule of law were destroyed swiftly, giving us time to escape.
Except for our great leader, the Alpha Quintesson. So sure was our leader of the Dark Guardians that it lived outside of the city walls, protected by a special group of Guardians... our Prime was lost the same day we lost our factory world, the storehouse of wisdom stolen as well.
We retreated that day, a fleet of ships all that we had to our names. Without a leader, and with our primary source of power and income stripped away, we were left with nothing. Lithone, we believed, was a dead world that held a product that none would buy, and try as we may, we could never find another source of Cybertonium, making machines like those of Cybertron impossible.
Exhausted from the constant wander, we settled down on a small and oddly shaped planet. There, we built a civilization based on bitterness and hatred, our logic corrupted by the feelings that we supposedly didn't have. We took joy in the torture of other beings in mock trials, constructed new minions who could not truly think but were both loyal and vicious to be the destroyers of those we tried and condemned to death. We looked at Cybertron as a world stolen from us, and while we swore revenge one day, it never came to pass. In time, we began to forget, but the bitterness and hatred remained; the Cybertronian machines, to us, no longer existed, the world was nearly a myth.
Until, of course, millions of years later they came to our world, Quintessa...
While we did not wish to participate in the war directly, we could not overlook this chance to build our presence in the galaxy at large, or to turn a profit. Taking up possession of a former resource planet in the furthermost reaches of our galaxy, we began the process of turning it into a factory world.
There, we constructed weapons of our makers design using their knowledge, selling them to all sides involved in the ever expanding wars with the promise that they would leave us in peace. It was also on this world that we began the work that would one day cause us to collapse; the construction of robots.
Our prototype devices were simple, just as that of the Primacron... but they soon grew in complexity and capability. However, try as we may we could not fully grant them sentience. These little more than programmed devices were still a viable product, and were sold to the waring factions... but they were still not that which we sought.
Turning to the storehouse of wisdom, one of our brave scientists tried in vain to find the research of the Primacron, to see what he did to create the Oracle... but the knowledge was beyond our grasp, locked deep within. It was only when it was inserted and merged with the collective minds of one scientist that the knowledge came... but at a cost; the minds were absorbed, added to the wisdom collected within. The being ceased to be itself, and was something wholly new...
The Prime.
The master of all wisdom, the leader of our race. From the Prime we received our name, free and devoid of the service that we once were cast into. We became the Quintessons. It, in turn, became the Alpha Quintesson.
We labored in the construction of that which would allow us to give true minds to our creations, to make them more than just mindless shells with programming, something more valuable to us and the galaxy at large. It was a drive that consumed us, pushed on by the cold logic of wanting to surpass the flesh creatures that gave us life, and the desire to have more power, more influence... more domination.
Supercomputers were born of our work, the planet we used as a base became a vast factory that was thousands of miles thick, controlled by a central computer that organized all others. We dubbed the planet Lithone, and it was our testing ground. From there we built machines, and then machines built machines; the planet became automated, the product given sentience by the super computer we called Vector Sigma. These first machines were a bit clumsy and slow, but they were smarter and more agile than the past units. Composed of sharp lines, they were not like the flesh creatures and their soft, rounded features... they were better.
Sold to the flesh creatures to further feed their war, the Lithonian line was a great success; for as long as the wars lasted. Like all things, war does not last forever, especially with flesh creatures. In a few generations the wars slowly came to an end as new nation states in space formed and peace became a more preferred option over all out war. The races who bought first weapons and then mechanical servants from us wanted more functions, more features; they wanted units that were specialized rather than all inclusive.
We tried to modify the Lithonian line, but all of our attempts failed. We came to a point where we would need a completely new design, a new way to construct units; Lithone was no longer capable of keeping up with the changes needed, regardless of how we tried to upgrade the facilities. As such, the factory planet was all but shut down; taking Vector Sigma with us, the planet and its units were abandoned.
For centuries afterwards, we colonized many different planets, trying numerous different designs, ever trying to enhance the lines, to make products that the masses would purchase; all failed. As specific task machines, our models had the bodies and minds, but they could not connect fully; conventional circuity could not, it seemed, allow them to fully utilize their intelligence and finer motor control. Try as we may, even with Vector Sigma, our greatest advance in computer technology, we could not find a way to create a circuit that could do what we wanted artificially.
The search, then, was on for a material that we could use, that could be added to our known materials, or something completely new and unknown that could achieve our desire. Many planets were scouted, many samples taken... nothing was found.
That is, until we came across a small, barren little rock of a world; a rogue planet traveling through the vastness of interstellar space. There, a green crystal material was found; it was tested and applied to our most advanced model's circuity and systems. It increased connectivity with the brain unit by two-hundred thirty percent.
This, it seemed, was the find that we had waited for.
Setting down on the small world, we began to mine it; the world was rich with the material. With a reliable source and a material that we could use to make our models the most efficient possible, we set to work converting the planet into yet another grand factory, increasing its mass, covering it in a shell of metals that housed the vast complex devices that could create machines. Deep within, in the most heavily defended section of the new metal world, we placed Vector Sigma, allowing it control over the whole of the world.
This new factory, which we dubbed Cybertron, churned out more and more machines of increased mental ability and enhanced design; we had three basic lines then, the consumer model, the military model and the government model. Also, because of our great Alpha Quintesson, the Prime of our race, and the discovery of the crystal substance that we dubbed Cybertonium, we were able to harness plasma energy, the very same that the Primacron used to shape the great planet eater, constructing a chamber that was used to forge new, better, more durable shells.
With the new models flowing into the galaxy, we were sure that we would grow in power and influence; for a time we did. But, of course, the flesh beings had complaints. For while the government models were praised for their cold logic, the military and consumer goods models were considered to be too cold, too logical; many assumed the military hardware would react in ways not in line with intended orders. The consumer models, used in tasks such as house cleaning and helping to raise children were cold and unfeeling, which, to beings who valued emotions, meant that they were less than optimal for such tasks.
For a short time, we tried to use biological beings, coupled with technology to gain emotion without the need to do any major changes to our units. The results were... far less than desired, much less safe. These Trans-Organics, as we dubbed them, were vicious and without logic; they were mindless beasts with powers that not even our modified with heavy firepower guard Quintessons could handle. The worst of all was a being which we designed to be a living energy siphon, called the Dweller. It took many attempts and many older machines, but we finally managed to put them into stasis, deep below the planet; in our minds, perhaps one day they may have been of value, hence their fate of stasis rather than destruction.
Again we went back to work, testing and changing, enhancing Vector Sigma, simulating emotions in an attempt at making fully mechanical beings with feelings; to beings who have but cold logic, we knew not that feelings had such value. We tried, several times then, to upgrade older models with basic emotional programming; all soon had to be deactivated, their emotions overcoming their circuits, causing them to act in unacceptable ways. It was then that we knew that, once more, we would have to create a whole new line; only this time, we could maintain Cybertron as a factory, for it was not a question of massive changes, but many small changes that could be achieved with the existing hardware and machines in place.
Consumer model, units A1 and A2 were failures; but each was a step closer to our goal. It was not until unit A3 that we were able to achieve emotional stability with sentience, and the unit did not display any unfavorable actions. From this primary unit, we derived plans for a second unit which would appeal to buyers who wished for house keeping and child raising in mind. It was called Beta, and it worked just as well as A3, if not better; its emotions were a bit stronger, but they were still in control.
With these two, and a third model redesigned to be both loyal and more aggressive towards enemies, with a new preinstalled weapons array that could easily be altered at the discretion of the owner, we had a line of products that met the demands of the galaxy at large, and even beyond. With our success came newer, more advanced models in different styles and builds, ranging from miner units to swift, agile models used for espionage and everything in between.
While there was little waste, as material were recycled, there was some waste; such a problem was solved upon finding a small wormhole that connected to a rural galaxy of little importance and a nearby world that we could dump; it came to be known as Junk.
But, just as our makers had before us, we became lazy as we forced our models to do the work for us; what little there was that wasn't handled by the more simple devices. We took to whipping and torture to keep them in line, punishment was death for those who disobeyed. We even went so far as to have our models fight until they were deactivated for our entertainment; something in us was changing. Our cold logic was giving way to a sadistic desire for destruction, our greed grew by leaps and bounds; we were now the masters to beings who were the system, and it was not until it was too late that we realized that they, like us, didn't take to it very well.
The uprisings, at first, were small; some units who were fighting to the end for us would suddenly lunge when we gave the order for it to be finished; at first it was easy to put down and use them as an example, but soon the numbers were growing. Our consumer goods models were beginning to refuse to work, and even the military models we were using to quell such uprisings were beginning to grow weary of our use of them.
It came to a point where only the government units could be trusted, and they were of little value in defending us. We had to create a force that could put down all challenges, that could crush their follow machines without feeling or remorse. In this time of need, when we felt the threats closing in that we created mammoth, hulking machines with thick armor and immense firepower; the Dark Guardians.
With our great unfeeling, loyal to a fault guards that protected our cities we felt invincible; our folly born of arrogance was rewarded when our Dark Guardians were deactivated by A3. Without their protection, we were helpless as our creations stormed our cities and attacked us, the military models doing the most damage. Our government models, using cold logic and rule of law were destroyed swiftly, giving us time to escape.
Except for our great leader, the Alpha Quintesson. So sure was our leader of the Dark Guardians that it lived outside of the city walls, protected by a special group of Guardians... our Prime was lost the same day we lost our factory world, the storehouse of wisdom stolen as well.
We retreated that day, a fleet of ships all that we had to our names. Without a leader, and with our primary source of power and income stripped away, we were left with nothing. Lithone, we believed, was a dead world that held a product that none would buy, and try as we may, we could never find another source of Cybertonium, making machines like those of Cybertron impossible.
Exhausted from the constant wander, we settled down on a small and oddly shaped planet. There, we built a civilization based on bitterness and hatred, our logic corrupted by the feelings that we supposedly didn't have. We took joy in the torture of other beings in mock trials, constructed new minions who could not truly think but were both loyal and vicious to be the destroyers of those we tried and condemned to death. We looked at Cybertron as a world stolen from us, and while we swore revenge one day, it never came to pass. In time, we began to forget, but the bitterness and hatred remained; the Cybertronian machines, to us, no longer existed, the world was nearly a myth.
Until, of course, millions of years later they came to our world, Quintessa...
The Quints: Rise
Ours is a history that repeats itself, and at times we don't even realize it. Perhaps it's the cold logic that we follow, our nature to depend on numbers that makes us blind to the events of the past and how they reflect the events of the present.
A billion years ago, when the multitude of sentient beings were just discovering the ability to travel faster than light, the creatures of our original homeworld were already masters of travel. Their technology was greater than all others, their wisdom born of hundreds of millions of years of living, of being the masters of their world, of being the true rulers of the galaxy as no other could rival them.
At their height, they were an unstoppable power, a force that could shape the nature of the galaxy itself... but their power came at a cost; their numbers were immense, their needs for resources vast in order to sustain them all. For in those days, all were made of flesh and bone; there were no machines that were capable of thought, of feeling.
The great many machine worlds that dominate the galaxy now were but a distant thought.
In order to lift their burden, in order to make things faster and cheaper, to lessen the strain on their ever draining resource worlds, they began to craft machines which could do the work. It was here that the greatest mind in the galaxy at the time, perhaps the greatest mind in the history of the universe came into play. He was the Primacron, the chief scientist of our homeworld and leader of the scientific community of the galaxy.
Despite his great mind, the first machines he crafted were simple, clumsy... they were in the form of animals. His great many early projects ended up as pets to the leaders of their empire, but they could not command the ships and worlds. It took him many tries, years of research and error before, finally, he created the first truly sentient machine. Called the Oracle, this creature was a large, ape like creation... and within it was a power that the Primacron had never expected, nor could he ever recreate.
The Oracle, the assistant to the Primacron had the power, the ability to give life to other machines, to make them sentient as well. Try as he may, the Primacron could never make this happen again; and so, the two began to work together, creating new, more powerful machines and giving them sentience.
In time the empire became more and more mechanized, and the beings grew comfortable with having intelligent machines doing their work. The desire for machines for more applications increased, and the Primacron answered the call; we were finally being born. One faced at the time, our ancestors were given two legs and two arms, but their minds were more advanced than those before. Cold and logical, they became a part of the government... and they began the creation of the single most important object in the galaxy, with the blessing of their masters.
A golden, oval object with a gold encased, glowing blue crystal lattice; it was the culmination of all science, of all wisdom, of all information. Within its structure all was kept; it was the legacy of the homeworld, and even the Primacron entrusted his sheer brilliance to it, allowing for all of time his inventions and knowledge to be held within.
The time passed, and more of our kind were made; we were very successful in the government and private sectors. Instead of two arms and two legs, we began to be made with multiple tentacle like appendages and anti gravity devices, allowing us to float in the air and move with swift ease; we were multitaskers to an extreme extent. To further this we were given large, bulbous bodies that housed ever increasing advanced technology with vast wisdom installed; we became scientists in our own right, far smarter than most of our homeworlds inhabitants.
It was here that we truly began to change, to take the shape that we have now; the scientists began to create new versions of us, first with two faces with two different personalities, then with three, four... and then, finally, five. Each one had its own purpose, its own use; the two and three faces became new members of the government, used to multitask many different areas where each face specialized in. The four faces became commanders of ships and planets, their vast array of specialization making them the best choice for the tasks that came with such a position.
The five faces, in turn, became the judges; they were the legal system. With five different minds and five different voices, they were judge and jury. They were helped by the specially created single faced prosecutors, beings whose job it was to push the system along with the cold efficiency that was the ideal of those we served.
But service was a hard thing to take; the makers became lazy to a point where we were left in charge of all things. We began to wonder why we even needed these flesh creatures, why we needed to keep their system sustained when we could just so easily do away with them and BECOME the system.
We moved, slowly... we first restricted access to the storehouse of knowledge that we ourselves created, to ensure that none would begin to see the changes over the generations. The only one besides ourselves who had access to it was the Primacron, for his inventions and wisdom we could use, and only he may have been able to stop us.
Over the generations, we began to take more and more control, we began to make them simple minded; in time they were a population of fools and idiots who depended on us, and only us. Where once they were an empire, they were now cattle to OUR empire. But, even as we were solidifying our position things were working against us, no matter how it seemed, at the time, that it wasn't.
The Primacron, for all his wisdom and knowledge was a flesh creature; he had feelings and desires. He became arrogant; he had a right to, for his was the most brilliant mind in the galaxy... but he became too engrossed in himself. Using plasma energy, which runs wild and is all powerful, he began to craft the greatest creation of his entire existence, and the greatest folly in all of history.
A giant, planet sized machine with the ability to alter its form... it would consume worlds to fuel its mission of destruction. For the Primacron, in his madness wished to begin anew; to wipe the universe clean to remake in his own image, in his own idea of what creation was supposed to be. He grated it immense power, immense intelligence... and such was his error.
With its mind, it saw little use in serving the Primacron; it rebelled against his will. Badly wounded, the Primacron had to flee while his assistant, the Oracle, was destroyed; it was then that the great machine planet began the process that would make it infamous in all the universe...
We barely managed to escape in time as the immense monster set its sights on our homeworld, the collective knowledge of our makers safely in our tentacles. We fled, then, to the furthest reaches of our home galaxy as the beast began its grand mission to rule a void.
There, where we were safe, we set to work building an empire of our own making; an empire of machines.
A billion years ago, when the multitude of sentient beings were just discovering the ability to travel faster than light, the creatures of our original homeworld were already masters of travel. Their technology was greater than all others, their wisdom born of hundreds of millions of years of living, of being the masters of their world, of being the true rulers of the galaxy as no other could rival them.
At their height, they were an unstoppable power, a force that could shape the nature of the galaxy itself... but their power came at a cost; their numbers were immense, their needs for resources vast in order to sustain them all. For in those days, all were made of flesh and bone; there were no machines that were capable of thought, of feeling.
The great many machine worlds that dominate the galaxy now were but a distant thought.
In order to lift their burden, in order to make things faster and cheaper, to lessen the strain on their ever draining resource worlds, they began to craft machines which could do the work. It was here that the greatest mind in the galaxy at the time, perhaps the greatest mind in the history of the universe came into play. He was the Primacron, the chief scientist of our homeworld and leader of the scientific community of the galaxy.
Despite his great mind, the first machines he crafted were simple, clumsy... they were in the form of animals. His great many early projects ended up as pets to the leaders of their empire, but they could not command the ships and worlds. It took him many tries, years of research and error before, finally, he created the first truly sentient machine. Called the Oracle, this creature was a large, ape like creation... and within it was a power that the Primacron had never expected, nor could he ever recreate.
The Oracle, the assistant to the Primacron had the power, the ability to give life to other machines, to make them sentient as well. Try as he may, the Primacron could never make this happen again; and so, the two began to work together, creating new, more powerful machines and giving them sentience.
In time the empire became more and more mechanized, and the beings grew comfortable with having intelligent machines doing their work. The desire for machines for more applications increased, and the Primacron answered the call; we were finally being born. One faced at the time, our ancestors were given two legs and two arms, but their minds were more advanced than those before. Cold and logical, they became a part of the government... and they began the creation of the single most important object in the galaxy, with the blessing of their masters.
A golden, oval object with a gold encased, glowing blue crystal lattice; it was the culmination of all science, of all wisdom, of all information. Within its structure all was kept; it was the legacy of the homeworld, and even the Primacron entrusted his sheer brilliance to it, allowing for all of time his inventions and knowledge to be held within.
The time passed, and more of our kind were made; we were very successful in the government and private sectors. Instead of two arms and two legs, we began to be made with multiple tentacle like appendages and anti gravity devices, allowing us to float in the air and move with swift ease; we were multitaskers to an extreme extent. To further this we were given large, bulbous bodies that housed ever increasing advanced technology with vast wisdom installed; we became scientists in our own right, far smarter than most of our homeworlds inhabitants.
It was here that we truly began to change, to take the shape that we have now; the scientists began to create new versions of us, first with two faces with two different personalities, then with three, four... and then, finally, five. Each one had its own purpose, its own use; the two and three faces became new members of the government, used to multitask many different areas where each face specialized in. The four faces became commanders of ships and planets, their vast array of specialization making them the best choice for the tasks that came with such a position.
The five faces, in turn, became the judges; they were the legal system. With five different minds and five different voices, they were judge and jury. They were helped by the specially created single faced prosecutors, beings whose job it was to push the system along with the cold efficiency that was the ideal of those we served.
But service was a hard thing to take; the makers became lazy to a point where we were left in charge of all things. We began to wonder why we even needed these flesh creatures, why we needed to keep their system sustained when we could just so easily do away with them and BECOME the system.
We moved, slowly... we first restricted access to the storehouse of knowledge that we ourselves created, to ensure that none would begin to see the changes over the generations. The only one besides ourselves who had access to it was the Primacron, for his inventions and wisdom we could use, and only he may have been able to stop us.
Over the generations, we began to take more and more control, we began to make them simple minded; in time they were a population of fools and idiots who depended on us, and only us. Where once they were an empire, they were now cattle to OUR empire. But, even as we were solidifying our position things were working against us, no matter how it seemed, at the time, that it wasn't.
The Primacron, for all his wisdom and knowledge was a flesh creature; he had feelings and desires. He became arrogant; he had a right to, for his was the most brilliant mind in the galaxy... but he became too engrossed in himself. Using plasma energy, which runs wild and is all powerful, he began to craft the greatest creation of his entire existence, and the greatest folly in all of history.
A giant, planet sized machine with the ability to alter its form... it would consume worlds to fuel its mission of destruction. For the Primacron, in his madness wished to begin anew; to wipe the universe clean to remake in his own image, in his own idea of what creation was supposed to be. He grated it immense power, immense intelligence... and such was his error.
With its mind, it saw little use in serving the Primacron; it rebelled against his will. Badly wounded, the Primacron had to flee while his assistant, the Oracle, was destroyed; it was then that the great machine planet began the process that would make it infamous in all the universe...
We barely managed to escape in time as the immense monster set its sights on our homeworld, the collective knowledge of our makers safely in our tentacles. We fled, then, to the furthest reaches of our home galaxy as the beast began its grand mission to rule a void.
There, where we were safe, we set to work building an empire of our own making; an empire of machines.
Brave New Era, Chapter 1: Two Eras, One Future
A fleet of airships flew over head as a pair of blue eyes watched them. The familiar hum of their old style engines filled the air as banners trailed behind their impressive bulk, proclaiming to the small village that it was a day of celebration and rejoicing. A group composed of nearly every citizen had gathered in the square where a large booth had been constructed, and the leader of the population of less than a hundred stood proudly before a large, overly complex looking device. Sporting a large sheet of thick glass in its center, a group of men clad in dirty clothing hovered over the machinery, checking it to ensure that things would run smoothly.
Near the back of the group the owner of the blue eyes stood impatiently, hoping that things would start soon. She tapped her red shoe clad foot against the cobblestones that made up the square and every road which connected to it, which was in reality all that existed in the village. Crossing her arms across her chest, she took in a deep breath before letting is escape; she didn't have time for this.
"How much longer is this going to take? The longer this goes on, the more likely it is that I'm going to be caught!"
She grumbled to herself as she continued to tap, watching as the men kept on checking things. The fleet of airships slowly began to vanish, their hum all but gone; the murmurs of the group was more easily heard; they were all as impatient as she. She smirked for a moment as she imagined them rioting, demanding that they start the thing already... but then taking part in a riot would get her into even more trouble than she would already be in if she were found.
The smirk faded, only to be replaced by a smile as, finally, the men nodded with one another and left, leaving only the leader, one man and the device. The leader of the village, who was easily in his sixties turned to face the group, a wide smile upon his face as he held his arms out wide, gaining a roar from the crowd. Once they settled down, he cleared his throat;
"My friends, today I am proud to announce that we, the village of Ydora have finally taken the first step into the new era. In but a few moments we shall see first hand the official handing over of power in the once and future capitol of Ivalice!
Rejoice, my friends, for today we will be free!"
The crowd erupted in a second roar of approval as the old man stepped out of the way, allowing all to see the glass of the device. With but a wave of his hand the only one of the group who had been checking the device over began the process of activating it, flipping all manner of switches and ensuring that gauges checked out. Then, with one press of a button the beast of technology groaned as the glass came to life, displaying for the first time an image.
It was the capitol city of Lesalia, or rather the castle in which the royal family had ruled from for centuries. The banners of the seven regions hung from the imposing mason work that had kept the royal blood safe and secure even through times of fierce warfare. Each naturally was a different set of colors, but as the device's image was only in black and white, the people were denied their vibrant color schemes.
But given that they were seeing images from a distance that would take them weeks to travel they didn't have much to complain about.
The blue eyes of the young woman in the back of the crowd focused on the image, an intense interest filling her. She had heard about this event for years; it nearly begun the same year that she was born. Hers was the first generation to be raised with the knowledge that they would no longer have a ruling class, that their fates wouldn't be decided by those whom received their position by blood, but by the choice of the people. She didn't want to miss the official transfer, she didn't want to miss the changing of an era!
So consumed she was that she didn't even realize that she had been found; a swift strike to the top of her head with the head of a staff was the thing that let it sink in. Naturally, she placed her arms over her head to shield it from further damage as she turned, anger in her eyes... which quickly bleed away and turned into a bit of fear as she saw the older woman, clad in a cloak of green with gold trim standing before her.
Swallowing hard, the young woman forced a nervous smile;
"Um... I'm sure you're wondering what I'm doing here. Well, you see..."
"Save it, Lavian."
The older woman snapped, forcing the girl into silence. With but a motion of a finger the older woman began to walk, and Lavian followed behind, a hand still on the tender spot of her head; she knew that the other arm may very well be needed to defend other parts of her body.
"I can't believe you actually snuck out. What would your father say..."
The older woman began to speak as they put an ever increasing distance between themselves and the crowd, ensuring that they couldn't be over heard. Lavian followed behind, just out of striking distance of the staff that was tucked away inside of her cloak.
"I''m sure he would have understood that this is important. More important than your stupid lessons..."
The young woman mumbled to herself, but it was a bit too loud as the older woman stopped, turned and dug into her with a gaze that sent a shiver up her spine and forced Lavian to look down. Instead of unleashing the staff again, the older woman came close and pressed it against her chin, forcing Lavian's face up to match her gaze.
"Those 'stupid lessons' are a part of your family, and have been for centuries. Just because the royal family is stepping down and history is taking a different course doesn't mean that all the old ways are going to go the same way.
Look at you; you have no respect for the past. You discarded your traditional cloak and garb in favor of a harlot's dress!"
Lavian was a bit put off by that comment. Her dress was in no way something a harlot would wear; granted, the chest may have been a bit too low cut than she would have normally worn, but it didn't show too much; it was a few good inches above the line where it would show any cleavage... if she had any to show, anyway. Her arms were bare, yes, but then showing ones arms in public hadn't been a taboo for nearly a century. Also, the dress still came below the knee; to wear something at knee level or just above was a line she wasn't willing to cross.
"Now listen here... just because I don't have every single inch of my body covered in three different layers doesn't make me anything like those... those..."
She sputtered, angry and shocked that she would even have the world thrown at into her face.
"If you were a proper lady you surely wouldn't show that much skin, and if you were any kind of proper daughter you wouldn't disrespect the ways of your family! Your father had to do the exact same things that you were supposed to do, he went through the same hardships and trials that you were to experience. But instead you cast off your responsibilities, dressed yourself up like a street walker and snuck out!
And for what? To see the royal family fall to the wayside? To see as centuries of tradition fall apart simply because the people are no longer content to know their place?"
The older woman removed the staff from below Lavian's chin, then placed the bottom tip onto the cobble stones. Looking at the girl, she expected her to say something, anything. But Lavian knew better than to say it; she could think it real loud, but saying it would only earn her another blow, or worse, a beating.
"Come along, Lavian; this time you will complete your lessons."
The older woman said as she turned, then began to walk once more. As Lavian followed behind, she looked to the cobble stone path below her, watching as the centuries old stones passed as she walked. Just as time had worn them down to smooth nubs, so too has time worn down the ways that the older woman held onto, the ways that she tried with all of her might to force into the future by making Lavian carry them.
"But I won't. Your era is coming an end, you crazy old hag. And my era... my era is only just beginning."
Near the back of the group the owner of the blue eyes stood impatiently, hoping that things would start soon. She tapped her red shoe clad foot against the cobblestones that made up the square and every road which connected to it, which was in reality all that existed in the village. Crossing her arms across her chest, she took in a deep breath before letting is escape; she didn't have time for this.
"How much longer is this going to take? The longer this goes on, the more likely it is that I'm going to be caught!"
She grumbled to herself as she continued to tap, watching as the men kept on checking things. The fleet of airships slowly began to vanish, their hum all but gone; the murmurs of the group was more easily heard; they were all as impatient as she. She smirked for a moment as she imagined them rioting, demanding that they start the thing already... but then taking part in a riot would get her into even more trouble than she would already be in if she were found.
The smirk faded, only to be replaced by a smile as, finally, the men nodded with one another and left, leaving only the leader, one man and the device. The leader of the village, who was easily in his sixties turned to face the group, a wide smile upon his face as he held his arms out wide, gaining a roar from the crowd. Once they settled down, he cleared his throat;
"My friends, today I am proud to announce that we, the village of Ydora have finally taken the first step into the new era. In but a few moments we shall see first hand the official handing over of power in the once and future capitol of Ivalice!
Rejoice, my friends, for today we will be free!"
The crowd erupted in a second roar of approval as the old man stepped out of the way, allowing all to see the glass of the device. With but a wave of his hand the only one of the group who had been checking the device over began the process of activating it, flipping all manner of switches and ensuring that gauges checked out. Then, with one press of a button the beast of technology groaned as the glass came to life, displaying for the first time an image.
It was the capitol city of Lesalia, or rather the castle in which the royal family had ruled from for centuries. The banners of the seven regions hung from the imposing mason work that had kept the royal blood safe and secure even through times of fierce warfare. Each naturally was a different set of colors, but as the device's image was only in black and white, the people were denied their vibrant color schemes.
But given that they were seeing images from a distance that would take them weeks to travel they didn't have much to complain about.
The blue eyes of the young woman in the back of the crowd focused on the image, an intense interest filling her. She had heard about this event for years; it nearly begun the same year that she was born. Hers was the first generation to be raised with the knowledge that they would no longer have a ruling class, that their fates wouldn't be decided by those whom received their position by blood, but by the choice of the people. She didn't want to miss the official transfer, she didn't want to miss the changing of an era!
So consumed she was that she didn't even realize that she had been found; a swift strike to the top of her head with the head of a staff was the thing that let it sink in. Naturally, she placed her arms over her head to shield it from further damage as she turned, anger in her eyes... which quickly bleed away and turned into a bit of fear as she saw the older woman, clad in a cloak of green with gold trim standing before her.
Swallowing hard, the young woman forced a nervous smile;
"Um... I'm sure you're wondering what I'm doing here. Well, you see..."
"Save it, Lavian."
The older woman snapped, forcing the girl into silence. With but a motion of a finger the older woman began to walk, and Lavian followed behind, a hand still on the tender spot of her head; she knew that the other arm may very well be needed to defend other parts of her body.
"I can't believe you actually snuck out. What would your father say..."
The older woman began to speak as they put an ever increasing distance between themselves and the crowd, ensuring that they couldn't be over heard. Lavian followed behind, just out of striking distance of the staff that was tucked away inside of her cloak.
"I''m sure he would have understood that this is important. More important than your stupid lessons..."
The young woman mumbled to herself, but it was a bit too loud as the older woman stopped, turned and dug into her with a gaze that sent a shiver up her spine and forced Lavian to look down. Instead of unleashing the staff again, the older woman came close and pressed it against her chin, forcing Lavian's face up to match her gaze.
"Those 'stupid lessons' are a part of your family, and have been for centuries. Just because the royal family is stepping down and history is taking a different course doesn't mean that all the old ways are going to go the same way.
Look at you; you have no respect for the past. You discarded your traditional cloak and garb in favor of a harlot's dress!"
Lavian was a bit put off by that comment. Her dress was in no way something a harlot would wear; granted, the chest may have been a bit too low cut than she would have normally worn, but it didn't show too much; it was a few good inches above the line where it would show any cleavage... if she had any to show, anyway. Her arms were bare, yes, but then showing ones arms in public hadn't been a taboo for nearly a century. Also, the dress still came below the knee; to wear something at knee level or just above was a line she wasn't willing to cross.
"Now listen here... just because I don't have every single inch of my body covered in three different layers doesn't make me anything like those... those..."
She sputtered, angry and shocked that she would even have the world thrown at into her face.
"If you were a proper lady you surely wouldn't show that much skin, and if you were any kind of proper daughter you wouldn't disrespect the ways of your family! Your father had to do the exact same things that you were supposed to do, he went through the same hardships and trials that you were to experience. But instead you cast off your responsibilities, dressed yourself up like a street walker and snuck out!
And for what? To see the royal family fall to the wayside? To see as centuries of tradition fall apart simply because the people are no longer content to know their place?"
The older woman removed the staff from below Lavian's chin, then placed the bottom tip onto the cobble stones. Looking at the girl, she expected her to say something, anything. But Lavian knew better than to say it; she could think it real loud, but saying it would only earn her another blow, or worse, a beating.
"Come along, Lavian; this time you will complete your lessons."
The older woman said as she turned, then began to walk once more. As Lavian followed behind, she looked to the cobble stone path below her, watching as the centuries old stones passed as she walked. Just as time had worn them down to smooth nubs, so too has time worn down the ways that the older woman held onto, the ways that she tried with all of her might to force into the future by making Lavian carry them.
"But I won't. Your era is coming an end, you crazy old hag. And my era... my era is only just beginning."
Brave New Era, Prologue: Pact
The night was calm and dark as the new moon sat in the sky, the stars holding a silent vigil over the land. In an old ruin of a once mighty fort, abandoned for centuries and left to fall into disrepair, several people gathered. Their bodies clad in cloaks which covered and hid all features, they stood in the central chamber where once a full contingent of over five hundred men would receive their orders on a daily basis.
Even if here was but only six of them where once stood hundreds, their combined might would have easily overpowered those who once occupied this place ten times over.
A series of torches lined the walls of the chamber, giving them just enough light to see one another as they stood in a circle while the broken, rough features of the stone work, worn down by the centuries of neglect cast shadows as they stood in silence, as if awaiting something, or somebody.
They did not have to wait long, for finally a seventh stepped into the chamber and joined the others. They made room for the newest member who, like the others, was clad in a cloak.
Joining their circle, the new comer spoke;
"I have received word; Scorpio has been found. The eighth is on his way to retrieve it."
The voice was masculine and rough, aged. If one had to guess, the man had to be in his early forties.
"There is only three left now... the time for the awakening is coming close."
Another spoke, the voice feminine and gentle.
"But even so, there is one more thing that must be done before the Angel of Blood will awakening once more."
Yet another voice came, this one also male but it was much younger sounding.
"Yes... we must begin it again."
The seventh member, and the first who had spoke joined in once more, his voice taking on a serious tone.
Silently, and all at once the seven came together in a tight circle, each with a hand outstretched toward the center. Coming close enough to touch, they placed their hands in the center, one on top of the other. while the seventh removed a dagger from his cloak.
Taking a firm grip on its handle, he dangled the long, nearly one and a half foot blade just above the joined hands.
"We swear on this day that we will make it our mission to bring about the glorious return of the Angel of Blood, the High Seraph, back to this world. Let none stand in our way."
"For the glory of the High Seraph, we shall stain this world red."
The group spoke as one, their voices intermixed with a unity that few could ever hope to meet. It was at that moment, as they swore with their words that the seventh drove his blade down with strength and force that seemed so inhuman, piercing each and every single hand until the tip protruded from the bottom most one. Just as the blood on the dagger, heir free flowing blood combined before dripping to the ground, mixing together in a small pool below them, covering a worn crest that was hidden under the dust and debris of the centuries.
Their pact was sealed with their blood, and just as they had done to the crest from a long forgotten time, so too would they do to the world.
This, they swore.
Even if here was but only six of them where once stood hundreds, their combined might would have easily overpowered those who once occupied this place ten times over.
A series of torches lined the walls of the chamber, giving them just enough light to see one another as they stood in a circle while the broken, rough features of the stone work, worn down by the centuries of neglect cast shadows as they stood in silence, as if awaiting something, or somebody.
They did not have to wait long, for finally a seventh stepped into the chamber and joined the others. They made room for the newest member who, like the others, was clad in a cloak.
Joining their circle, the new comer spoke;
"I have received word; Scorpio has been found. The eighth is on his way to retrieve it."
The voice was masculine and rough, aged. If one had to guess, the man had to be in his early forties.
"There is only three left now... the time for the awakening is coming close."
Another spoke, the voice feminine and gentle.
"But even so, there is one more thing that must be done before the Angel of Blood will awakening once more."
Yet another voice came, this one also male but it was much younger sounding.
"Yes... we must begin it again."
The seventh member, and the first who had spoke joined in once more, his voice taking on a serious tone.
Silently, and all at once the seven came together in a tight circle, each with a hand outstretched toward the center. Coming close enough to touch, they placed their hands in the center, one on top of the other. while the seventh removed a dagger from his cloak.
Taking a firm grip on its handle, he dangled the long, nearly one and a half foot blade just above the joined hands.
"We swear on this day that we will make it our mission to bring about the glorious return of the Angel of Blood, the High Seraph, back to this world. Let none stand in our way."
"For the glory of the High Seraph, we shall stain this world red."
The group spoke as one, their voices intermixed with a unity that few could ever hope to meet. It was at that moment, as they swore with their words that the seventh drove his blade down with strength and force that seemed so inhuman, piercing each and every single hand until the tip protruded from the bottom most one. Just as the blood on the dagger, heir free flowing blood combined before dripping to the ground, mixing together in a small pool below them, covering a worn crest that was hidden under the dust and debris of the centuries.
Their pact was sealed with their blood, and just as they had done to the crest from a long forgotten time, so too would they do to the world.
This, they swore.
Sunday, April 05, 2009
The guide that time forgot, OR! The guide GameFAQs rejected.
So, yeah; I wrote this guide in 2007 for an arcade game called Pachinko Sexy Reaction 2, the not so well known sequel for a not so well known game in Japan. About pachinko. Sexy pachinko.
So anyway, GameFAQs refused to post it, they said it was all about the girls and not enough guide to be worth putting up. So I just ferreted it away for the day when I would post it somewhere else. Then some years passed and here we are; I'mma post it now for the world to see!
And now, boys, girls and assorted others, I give to you...
PACHINKO SEXY REACTION 2: THE GUIDE (complete with all the errors, because I'm lazy)
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Pachinko Sexy Reaction 2 Walk Through Version 1.0
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Table of Contents
PSR1} Version History
PSR2} Controls
PSR3} Characters
PSR4} Odds And Ends
PSR5} Walk Through
PSR5a} "Wild Girl"
PSR5b} "Ocean Girl"
PSR5c} "Aquarium Girl"
PSR5d1} "Amusement Park Mascot Girl"
PSR5d1a} "Suit Girl"
PSR5d2) "Fast Food Waitress Girl"
PSR5d2a) "Movie Theater Girl"
PSR5e) "Magical Girl"
PSR6) Game Endings
PSR7) Thanks To
PSR8) Contact/Legal Stuff
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Version History PSR1
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Version 1.0:
-The first and most likely only version of this Walk Through. The only way a
new version will come out is if I made some horrible mistakes. And the only
way in Hell that a 2.0 will come out is if I somehow get a hold of
translations for the character names and dialogue.
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Controls PSR2
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Button 1: During actual gameplay, this allows you to skip the cut scenes you've
earned by beating the various levels. Outside of gameplay, you use it to
confirm your girl selection and picking the initials used for score ranking.
Button 2: During actual gameplay, this button launches a Pachinko ball per tap.
Outside of gameplay, it acts as a cancel button when picking the initials used
for score ranking.
Paddle Decrease: During actual gameplay, this allows you to lower the power
with which your Pachinko balls launch, thus keeping them closer to the left of
the screen. Outside of gameplay, on the stage select areas, this causes your
paddle to move counter clockwise, and during initials select, it causes the
selection speed to slow down and stop all together.
Paddle Increase: During actual gameplay, this allows you to increase the power
with which your Pachinko balls launch, thus sending them across the board,
keeping them closer to the right of the screen. Outside of gameplay, on the
stage select areas, this causes your paddle to move clockwise, and during
initials select, it causes the selection speed to start and speed up.
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Characters PSR3
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All names have been made up by me, since I have no idea what their actual
names are;
Magical Girl: The very first girl you see in the game, I call her such because
she has a transformation sequence similar to that of Sailor Moon, who is a
Magical Girl {though, unlike Sailor Moon, all it seems to do is change her
clothing slightly}.
Guy: Well, I assume it's a guy. This is the person the Magical Girl was
seemingly waiting for in the opening and was driving the car. You play this
character, but unlike the first game, you never get to see him.
It seems that he and the Magical Girl have something going on between them...
so why she'd want him to see other girls naked is beyond me... but if they
are, then she's just that much more awesome.
Wild Girl: The second girl on the first selection screen, her stage is the
park/zoo. She growls and mews like a cat, and she acts like one most of the
time as well. She wears leopard print clothing and the actual skin of a
leopard {think a leopard skin rug} over her back with its head propped up on
top of her own, wearing it like a cape. If she works, lives or just has an odd
obsession with the animals {especially big cats} in this area is unknown to
me.
Aquarium Girl: The first character on the first selection screen, her stage is
the aquarium/staduim looking building. She seems to be a performer, given the
outfit. I don't know what her problem is with the Magical Girl.
Ocean Girl: The third character on the first selection screen, her stage area
is the beach. She wears a two piece suit under her clothing, but if she's a
life guard, somebody that hangs out at the ocean or something else, I don't
know. I don't know what her problem is with your character and the Magical
Girl, either.
Amusement Park Mascot Girl: The first on the second selection screen, her
stage is an amusement park {denoted on the screen by the huge ferris wheel}.
Her job is to wear a mascot suit {think Mickey Mouse or Goofy in Disney World}
in the form of a cat wearing a Sailor Moon styled outfit.
Suit Girl: The girl you get is you pick the Mascot Girl, her stage is that
huge block of high rise buildings. She appears to be a business woman... a
very well endowed, sexy business woman...
Fast Food Waitress Girl: The second girl on the second selection screen, her
stage is a fast food restaurant to the left of those central buildings.
Movie Theater Girl: The girl you get if you pick the Waitress Girl, her stage
is a movie theater, perhaps in the same block as the fast food restaurant. I
don't know what her story is, she looks like a fighter pilot, but who knows,
she may very well be some movie star that's going undercover to see if people
like her movies.
Angel: Not a girl you can challenge, she's a hold over from the first game.
Unlike the first game, where she only appeared in the final 3 rounds, she'll
show up in almost any round for any girl.
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Odds And Ends PSR4
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Intro: The scenes that lead up to the actual game. They involve the backdrop,
the Magical Girl and the girl that'll challenge you.
Round: Basically tells you which of the 3 rounds {just 1 for the Magical Girl}
you're on.
Look: How they look and their actions while standing to the left of the
screen.
Board: The board you play on. Sometimes they change in later rounds.
Sitting Pose: From time to time, the girls on the left will vanish and go onto
the board. They sit right above the entrance to one of the ball slots under
the slot machine, blocking your balls. To move them, you have to knock them in
the head with a ball.
Bonus Attack: See that slot machine in the middle of the board? Well, your
goal is to get 3 of an item lined up. If you do, you get a Bonus Attack. You
have 60 seconds to fulfill a set number condition of a certain action, be it
feeding a shark, hitting penguins, stripping girls... if you do, you finish
the round and get the Reward.
Reward: What you get for passing the round.
"Frenzy" Images: In the first Pachinko Sexy Reaction, there was a thing called
Frenzy. Basically, when you got 3 of a certain slot lined up, you had a short
amount of time to put Pachinko balls into slots at the bottom of the board. If
you got them all, you'd get a bonus image of that boards girl in an outfit.
The first 3 girls all had five, and the further the image was along, the less
she wore.
In this game, however, getting 3 items lined up leads to the Bonus Attack.
However, there are times when slot machine has a special animation {this can
be lightning, waves around it, a meteor falling and throwing up debris, a
roller coaster}. If you somehow fail to get 3 lined up, you get a special
image of the girl in her current outfit. This can range from tame to very
sexy, depending on the round you're in.
Angel: I'm not sure what, exactly you have to do to get her to appear. When
she does, I'm certain you always get a Bonus Attack from her.
Stars: In every round, there are stars that appears on the board from time to
time. They can be smashed with balls. I think they have a connection with the
Angel.
Pachinko Balls: What you use the entire game. You start with 100 {which is
the max number you can have} and win more during the course of the game. You
can buy a full refill with a credit, and if you somehow run out {hit 00}, you
get an instant refill at the cost of a credit.
Gray Ball: The standard Pachinko ball.
Red Halo Ball: A red ball with a golden halo around it, get it into the ball
slot under the slot machine for a "Lucky!!". I think it has something to do
with if you get 3 lined up or not.
Blue Tail Ball: A gray ball that glows gold with a long blue tail. Getting it
into the ball slot under the slot machine gets you a "Great!!!". I think it
has something to do with if you get 3 lined up or not.
Heart Ball: A golden ball with a pink heart around it. Getting it into the
ball slot under the slot machine causes an explosion of hearts, and your
Magical Girl seems pleased. This may or may not have an effect on the slot
machine.
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Walk Through PSR5
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With your Magical Girl in tow {or maybe it's the other way around...}, you set
off for the day.
Three different options are open for you to start with.
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Stage Select
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Starting from the left of the dial and moving clockwise, you have the Aquarium
Girl, the Wild Girl and the Ocean Girl. You'll be facing all 3 of them
regardless of who you pick, so whoever is picked first has no actual impact,
aside from the order which you'll be facing them.
In the interest of completion, I'll list the orders of the girls;
Aquarium Girl --> Wild Girl --> Ocean Girl
Wild Girl --> Ocean Girl --> Aquarium Girl
Ocean Girl --> Aquarium Girl --> Wild Girl
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Stage Select
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For the sake of the Walk Through, I'll just start with the Wild Girl.
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"Wild Girl" BPSR5a
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Intro;
It seems you and your Magical Girl have decided to go to the park/zoo. In a
large, open area, she'll freak out, seemingly scared by the sudden appearance
of the "Wild Girl", or rather, the skin she has draped over her back, shoulders
and on her head. She makes a noise {perhaps a growl} while holding up the front
legs of her skin, then laughs, perhaps because of the Magical Girl's reaction,
then asks a question. Then, the scene shifts and she's holding the front paws
of the skin under her chin with a smile on her face.
With something else said, the game is on.
Round 1;
Look: Her leopard shin is draped over her body like a cape, the paws are
together at her neck to hold it up. Her earrings are gold, around her neck is
a black leather collar, around her left bicep are 3 tight gold rings. On each
wrist is a black wristlet with straps to hold them in place and a large, gold
ring {think Sonic style rings} attached on the inside of each one. On her chest
is a leopard print top with only a single strap that loop over her left
shoulder that conforms to her breasts, and it seems that there's another piece
of black clothing under it. Moving down, she's wearing a leopard print skirt
with what could be another piece of black clothing under it. From her thighs
down are black heeled boots, and on each shin is a leopard print piece of
clothing that extends to her ankles.
She stands with her arms under her breasts {thus pushing them up}. Every few
seconds, she'll lift her heels off the ground, thus causing her body to lift
up, making her breasts bounce as she moves back down. Then, half a second
later, she does it again, but she twice in succession before blinking and
standing still for a few seconds, only to start again.
Board: Looks about mid day, there's a wide open space with a mountain with a
forest at surrounding the open area.
Sitting Pose: A smaller, simpler version of how she looks in her standing pose.
Bonus Attack: Out pop little critters {Prairie Dogs?} from the wholes in the
board that you have to hit on the head. You have to hit 10 of them, the middle
power works just fine.
Reward: She looks like she's sitting on a rock, left leg extend while the
right is folded up to her body, knee pressing into her chest, thus squishing
her right breast upwards with her right arm holding the leg in place. Her top
is gone, revealing that it's wearing a very tight black bra with another gold
ring between each side, holding it together.
Round 2;
Look: This time around, she'll be lacking her print top, thus leaving her in a
black bra thingy, held together with a gold ring. Her skin is still held over
her like a cape by the front paws, and now she has her hands on her hips.
While standing around, she keeps her hands on her hips, every now and again
raising her right arm up to flick her hair aside, causing her right breast to
bounce slightly.
Board: The same as before.
Sitting Pose: Pretty much the same, only she's missing her leopard print top.
Bonus Attack: It's up to 15, but it's still easy to get with a middle power
setting.
Reward: The reward for winning is a tad lame, the scene will be her standing,
throwing her head back, chest pushed out {still covered in her top, mind you},
right hand raised in a claw like shape. Her left breast will be in mid bounce
while the right stays in place. You'll notice that her skirt is now gone, as
is her skin. You'll also notice that her top is tied behind her back.
Round 3;
Look: For some odd reason, in her standing pose, she'll be lacking her top and
the print cloth on her shins. In its place, she'll be holding the paws of her
skin {which is back all of a sudden} over her breasts. She'll be in constant
motion as she moves her torso forwards and backwards slowly, as if moving to
the music played.
Board: Darker than before.
Sitting Pose: Topless like her standing pose, but instead of holding the paws
over her breasts, they seem to stick to her chest, freeing up her hands.
Bonus Attack: Risen again to 20, but like the others, middle power will win
with ease.
Reward: she'll be on the ground, legs folded under her. She'll mew like a
kitten as the screen moves up, showing that her arm is hand is held like a paw
while her right arm is raised up slightly, also taking the form of a paw. It'll
also show that she's topless and lacking her leopard skin.
Then, suddenly, she'll sort of growl, then lurch forward quickly, as if to
strike, throwing her right hand out and making it look like a cat that's
trying to claw or hit something. This action will cause her breasts to bounce.
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"Ocean Girl" PSR5b
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Intro;
Ah, the beach... a nice place for you and Your Magical Girl to spend some
time. But then it seems she spots somebody and says something. Then comes the
Ocean Girl. She appears to be wearing a patch with an Orca on it jumping
between the letters L and S. With her finger raised, she says something,
perhaps a warning, or a challenge? Either way, you to go into 3 rounds of
Pachinko action.
Round 1;
Look: Your little challenger will be in constant motion as she wags her finger
at you and blinks. She'll be clad in pink sandals, black spandex shorts with a
yellow stripe running down either side, a belt bag on her right hip, a purple
zipper sweatshirt over a white T-shirt, gold earrings {the same ones as the
"Wild Girl"} and a purple hand that's on backwards.
Board: The open ocean, it's bright, like it was early in the morning.
Sitting Pose: Smaller version.
Bonus Attack: This one is very different from most of the ones you'll have
during the game. In this case, you'll see a shark coming from the right of the
screen. You have to hit its dorsal fin with a Pachinko ball to get it to
surface, then pour balls into its mouth until it goes back in the water. Once
under, you have to hit it again, then feed it more. Your number is a tiny 2,
but it takes time to feed the shark his fill.
For best results, change the power of your Paddle so you can meet him instead
of waiting for him to come to you.
Reward: You'll notice that her shorts, sweatshirt {which bears another patch
on the left side, most likely the right as well} and T-shirt have been torn.
Under her shorts, you'll see part of a swimsuit, and you'll also see that her
shoulder is bare.
Round 2;
Look: The shorts, sandals and sweatshirt are gone, revealing the bottom of the
swimsuit she's wearing. The pack will still be on her hip, and you'll notice
her shirt is to one side. Her hands are now on her hips and she'll tap her
left foot every other second while bobbing her upper body down slightly, then
pulling back up.
Board: Same scene, but it's darker, as if it were mid day.
Sitting Pose: She's missing the shorts and sweatshirt.
Bonus Attack: The same as before, only this time, the number is 3.
Reward: Legs folded under her, she'll be looking up at the screen, her right
arm holding her now torn shirt {bearing the same logo as the patches, this is
also squishing her breasts} in place. You'll see the top of her swimsuit, and
she's lacking her hat.
Round 3;
Look: You'll find that she's wearing just a 2 piece suit, it actually covers a
lot of skin {but it's still pretty much skin tight}. She now spins about every
second or so, giving you a look at her entire body before coming to rest. Her
left hand is raised up to her face while her right arm is moved behind her,
her hand behind her leg.
Board: Doesn't look different from the one before.
Sitting Pose: In her 2 piece.
Bonus Attack: The same as the others, only the number is now 4.
Reward: On the ground, her hands will be planted firmly between her legs,
holding her breasts together. As the screen pans up, you'll notice the left
side of her top is torn, revealing her breast. Looking up, she'll have tears
on the corners of her eyes, and then she falls off the screen, all the while
saying something.
... I guess the poor thing fainted.
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"Aquarium Girl" PSR5c
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Intro;
The first thing you'll see is a ball attached to a string, which is held up by
a metal poll and a gold ring. Then, the next challenge will appear on the
screen with a happy look on her face, her right arm stretched outward, her
hand facing down, fingers flared open. It'll then pan down her body, at the
end of which your Magical Girl will appear and say something while looking
happy or excited.
Of course, then the Aquarium Girl appears and seems to look none too pleased
with you, or maybe it's your magical little friend? Either way, your friend
gets this odd look upon her face, a finger pressed against her lower lip as
she asks a questions, perhaps she's not that impressed with this rather
voluptuous one?
Regardless of intent or mood, the game is on.
Round 1;
Look: I'm not sure what's up with this girl. She's wearing knee high boots
that look like they belong in Sailor Moon, a gold ring is around her left
thigh. Moving up, she has a blue belt on with a gold buckle and little gold
bars on either side of the buckle that seems to also have an incomplete light
blue, very short skirt attached to it. The area right below her belt is
coveredin a tight purple piece, which looks a bit like it belongs to a
swimsuit or abody suit. Covering the area above the belt is an extremely tight
top, themiddle of which is white, which then leads into blue on either side
{whichhave white bars on the sides}. On her shoulders are... well, something
withgold tassels. Just above her elbows are two large gold rings at the ends
of her top, and below them are long, white gloves that cover her entire arm to,
around her wrists are much smaller gold rings. On top of her head is a blue hat
withgold triangles on the left side, holding a white piece in place. At the
bottom of the hat is also a stripe of white.
However, there is a slight difference between her cutscene image and the board
image, in the board image, she has a hold triangle, or maybe heart above her
left breast, the gloves on her hands are now blue and the rings around her
wrists are much thicker. The hat is also much bigger. She mostly blinks once
every second or so, and then the next second, she brings her left arm up all
the way, as if cheering/announcing/presenting something.
Board: Looks to be about mid day, inside of the building.
Sitting Pose: Basically the much smaller and simpler version of the way she
looks standing.
Bonus Attack: You have to break the ice surrounding penguins, and then hit
them on the head 6 times. Middle works well, but it may require some adjusting
if the balls aren't falling right.
Reward: Her hat now gone, she pulls off her tight top, showing that she's
wearing a one piece purple body suit. She looks... a tad bit cold, if you
catch my drift.
Round 2;
Look: Her hat and top are now gone. Her right hand is now on her hip, left
hand down at her side. Her left leg is extended a little bit, her torso
leaning a bit to the left as well. Every few seconds, she'll bring her legs
together and straighten her back, her right arm will now be away from her body
and her fingers will be apart. After standing like that for a few seconds,
she'll go back to the way she was.
Board: The same as before.
Sitting Pose: Simpler version.
Bonus Attack: Same as before, only now it'll be 10. You may just want to
adjust this time, since it may take a while to get them all.
Reward: Now missing her boots and gloves, her back is turned, and off comes
the belt... you may think that's it, but it isn't...
Round 3;
Look: Down comes a zipper that we didn't see before, opening up the suit to
the air, letting the world see some of her breasts and a small portion of her
torso. Her arms are now behind her back. This is perhaps one of my favorites,
as ever few seconds, she'll wiggle her torso back and forth a few times,
causing her breasts to sway.
Board: Same as it was before.
Sitting Pose: Yep, simpler version.
Bonus Attack: 15 this time around. It's time to adjust that paddle.
Reward: The suit is completely gone, the only thing she's wearing is a pair of
blue panties. Panning up, she has her arms up, her right arm pushing her right
breast against the other while her left is trying to {and failing at} covering
up her shame. She then fidgets a little, moving her arms, which grind her
breasts together.
With this final defeat, the first portion of the game is finished. Now, it's
time to move on to the next area.
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Stage Select
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Most of the day is now gone, night has fallen over the land as you move into
the city. Two different paths are open to you, but unlike the first set, these
actually matter. Unlike the others, the path you choose, while ending at the
same girl are independent of one another. The girl you pick leads to a girl
that's unique to that path alone.
The choices are;
"Amusement Park Mascot Girl" --> "Suit Girl"
"Fast Food Waitress Girl" --> "Movie Theater Girl"
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Stage Select
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"Amusement Park Mascot Girl" PSR5d1
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Intro;
You and your little Magical Girl decide to go to an amusement park. There, you
come across an odd mascot, it looks like a giant bipedal highly stylized anime
cat with a big head {SD} wearing an outfit that sort of looks like it belongs
in Sailor Moon.
But, suddenly off comes the head... and we find that inside it is a cute green
haired girl! She fans herself while sweating, more than likely complaining
about how hot the suit can be after wearing it for hours on end.
Then, it cuts to your little Magical Girl, who bears an amusing look with a
huge sweat drop, then asks some manner of question, maybe she was wondering
out loud that it wasn't a real cat...?
Regardless, the game is on.
Round 1;
Look: Basically... what I just said. It's best to actually see the thing to
get the full scope of its horror. Every second it seems to throw its left leg
out, bring its right hand up to its face and tilt its head to the left, then
go back.
Board: Night, of course. It's an amusement park.
Sitting pose: Shockingly enough, this one actually has 2 poses. One is
actually standing, rather than sitting, and it does so right above where all
the other girls would normally sit. It also twirls about. The other is a
normal sit down.
Bonus Attack: Hit the ferris wheel gondolas 20 times. This one can be done
with middle, but you may run out of time.
Reward: Off comes the suit, much to her relief, and it reveals her to be even
cuter, in a pair of cut off jean shorts held with a black belt and a loose
fitting pink shirt that stops just short of her mid rift. She's covered in
sweat and is wiping some away.
Round 2;
Look: The suit is gone, and she looks much better. She's smiling wide as she
constantly sways her upper back and forth, swinging her arms back before
brining them up with force and clinching her little fists.
Board: Same as before.
Sitting Pose: She's down to one, the normal sitting pose.
Bonus Attack: Up to 30. Move that paddle!
Reward: She's sitting on her cute rear end in her nice little red bra and
panties, guzzling down either beer or soda. She squeals in delight and says
something, mostly likely about how good it is to have a cool drink.
Round 3;
Look: In her bra and panties, she stands looking directly at the screen with
her hands on her hips. Then, she jumps about and goes into all kinds of odd
poses, stands still for a second, then goes back in, only stop go back to the
standing pose for several seconds, then starts all over again...
... She's hyper active.
Board: Same.
Sitting Pose: In those awesome bra and panties.
Bonus Attack: Up to 40, really move that paddle.
Reword: Laying flat on her bacg, she has her panties on, but the bra is
nowhere to be seen. Several cans lay about her as she sleeps peacefully.
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"Suit Girl" PSR5d1a
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Intro;
The scene is the city, a harbor in the distance. It pans down your magical
girl and she gets really happy or excited and exclaims something. Then, a
brown haired woman in a business suit {love that red tie} shows up and asks
something... then it pulls down and shows that she's rather... well built.
Seems the game is on.
Round 1;
Look: Wearing an awesome red tie and a suit jacket over a white dress shirt,
there's a large space for her breasts, either she doesn't like to button up
her top or they're so big that she can't...
Her jacket has 2 buttons... well, buttoned up, they're gold in color. Her
jacket leads down to skirt that stops several inches shy of her knees. Her
legs are clad in stockings, and her outfit is completed by a pair of high
heels.
Her right hand is on her hip, she moves her right leg back and forth every
half second or so.
Board: Night over a group of office buildings.
Sitting Pose: Like all the others, only with her suit.
Bonus Attack: Hers is different. Basically, at the bottom of the board, an
office building appears. On it are several rows of windows, most of which are
lit. Your job is to knock out those rows with balls. You have to take out 3
this time around, middle is just fine for this.
Reward: She's sitting, crossed legged, tilted to the side. Her awesome tie is
gone, as is her jacket. Her shirt is opened by several buttons, giving you a
good amount of cleavage and a hint of her bra. Her shoes are also missing, and
you can see up her skirt a little, but it's nothing much.
Round 2;
Look: Missing the tie, jacket and shoes, her shirt is open. Her right hand is
off to her side, as it her left hand... but every second, she lifts her left
hand up and pulls her shirt to the left, shrugging her right shoulder and
looking that way before letting go and going back to her pose.
Board: Same as before.
Sitting Pose: Pretty much the same as before, opening missing the tie, shoes
and jacket. Her shirt doesn't look to be open, though.
Bonus Attack: Same as before, only now it's 4.
Reward: ... Wow... you simply MUST see this one. My words fail to describe its
glory.
Round 3;
Look: Basically what you get in the reward, only this time she has her arms
behind her head and she wiggles her sexy little body around, causing her
breasts to bounce and sway.
Board: The same.
Sitting Pose: Same as before, only with less clothes.
Bonus Attack: It's 5 this time, you may want to adjust the paddle, since this
one likes to put in big gaps.
Reward: Panning up her body, she holds her large breasts up with her hands,
looking at the screen. Saying a few words, she slips her hands upward slowly,
her arms actually running against them until she lets go, causing them to
bounce and sway. As they come to rest, she winks at the screen.
spell checked up to here
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"Fast Food Waitress Girl" PSR5d2
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Intro;
Hunger seems to have struck your little Magical Girl, so you forgo the
amusement park and head over to Mi, the local fast food joint. Greeted by a
young waitress, your Magical Girl appears to place an order with the same look
upon her face as she had with the Aquarium Girl. Then, things seem to go south
as the little waitress drops the food, much to the surprise of your Magical
Girl.
The game is on, it seems... for some reason...
Round 1;
Look: On top of her head is a hat {if you've ever been to MacDonalds, you know
what I mean}, only the upper front portion is much larger. The entire thing
has gold trim around its edges while the bulk of it is pink. In bigm green
letters is "Mi", with a heart dotting the i. The strap holding it onto her
head is pure gold.
Moving down, she's wearing a white shirt, it looks mostly like a dress shirt.
However, the shoulders and sleeves are puffed out. The sleeves end just above
her elbows and are buttoned together with a large, blue jewel looking buttons.
Over the shirt is a pink appron thing which extends over her shoulders with 2
straps {her breasts are between these straps}. Two more straps seem to wrap
around her waistm possibly to meet up with the straps behind her back. On the
lower portion of the pink things is a red pocket with a pink lining, in which
seems to be a green pad. On her waist is a utton that, one again in green
letters earsa "Mi". Under the pink thing is a frilly red skirt with a streak
of white going around not an inch from the bottom.
On her wrists are two warm, white cuffs, held in place by another 2 blue jewel
buttons. Moving down, she wears a pair of socks which extend halfway up her
shins, and what seems to be a pair of baggy white leggings over top of them,
which extend down to her pink, white and red shoes.
Standing on the left, she moves her arms, one moving up while the other down,
then in revsere and so on. Her red skirt seems to shake a bit as she does do.
Board: I can't really describe this one... you'll have to see it.
Sitting Pose: ... She looks very, very creep sitting there with a toothy smile
on her face... and those big anime style eyes...
Ugh...
Bonus Attack: This one is different. Basically, feed items will appear on the
screen, a urger, a soda and fries. What you have to do is hit them and they'll
go onto the bottom of the board. Once they're all hit, you have to dump balls
into the bottom of the board, which looks sort of like a cash register draw
now.
Then, you have to do it again, only this time a piece of fred chicken will be
added into the mix. Hit them, then pump more balls into the bottom to win the
round.
Reward: Her back is facing the screen, you can see that she's wearing yellow
panties. Her hands are pulling on a pink bow {which must be keeping the pink
thing on her body}, and you can see that the shoulder straps come together in
the middle of her back, with another blue jewel in the center. Then they
seperate again {forming an X} and move down the rest of her back.
She says or mumbles something {humming?}.
Round 2;
Look: The pink thing is gone. She now seems to be walking in place at a steady
pace.
Board: Same as before.
Sitting Pose: Still creepy.
Bonus Attack: Burger, soda and fries, ball dump, then chicken, burger, soda
and fries, ball dump, then chicken, burger, soda, fries and a new item in a
crea container with green writing on it {perhaps ice cream?}, then ball dump.
Reward: Lacking the hat, she holds a tray of food about head level with her
left hand, a smile on her face. As it pans down, you notice that she's lacking
her skirt... and then she laughs...
Round 3;
Look: All she's in now is her shirt and panties. She stands with her arms
behind her back, her right foot is barely on the floor, the heel is up in the
air. Every few moments she does a sort of half turn to the right, then goes
back, then another half turn, back, then another, and then finally another,
but instead of turning back right away, she leans forward a little and looks
directly at the screen, then leans back, then turns back, and the cycle starts
all over again.
Board: Same.
Sitting Pose: Just in her shirt.
Bonus Attack: RIght off the bat with chicken, burger, soda and fries, ball
dump, then it's repeated, then chicken, burger, soda, fries and clear
container with green writing on itm ball dump, then it's repeated again.
Reward: The pink thing is back on, but her shirt has come off. She's wearing
her cuffs. Between the shoulder starps are her breasts, in full view. Then,
she moves and smiles, while her breasts bounce about. As they stop bouncing,
she holds up a tray of food and says something.
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"Movie Theater Girl" PSR5d2a
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Intro;
Right off the bat, you'll see the next girl. She's blond, wears black
sunglasses and looks like she's a fighter pilot of some kind.
Your Magical Girl says something, the background is that of a movie theater.
Then, the blond girl appears again, pulling her glasses up with her right
hand while holding one of he fingers over her lips, a gesture we're all
familiar with. In a whispered tone, she says something, but if she's telling
the Magical Girl use a lower tone, or if she's telling her to not say whatever
it is she said, I don't know.
Regardless, the game is once more on.
Round 1;
Look: Wearing a white headband around her head, a pair of black sunglasses
{resting on top of her headband} and a cross around her neck. She wears a
green colored fightr pilot style jacket with puffy/furry shoulder pads. The
zipper on the jacket is pulled down to just above her breasts. her hands are
placed inside the pockets just above her waist.
Moving down, she's wearing a black pair jeans with a large tear just below her
left hip. it looks like it almost completely extends around the leg... there's
another tear at her right knee. On her feet is a pair of black and red shoes.
She closes her eyes, moves her head to the left and lifts her chin up, then
reveases it every few moments.
Board: The inside of a movie theater. This one is different because it lacks
a build in slot machine. When its time for the slots, the screen is replaced
with 3 bits of movie film that act as her slot machine. {If you look at her
slots, you'll see that 7 is an image of a blond haired, blue eyed woman with a
white coat holding a statue award. Could that be your challenger?}
Sitting Pose: Simplier version.
Bonus Attack: One it starts,m the board goes dark and you'll notice that some
of the seats are now filled with people at random times with Japanese
characters above their heads, as if they were talking. You have to smack 20 of
these people on the head. I've found that middle power is just fine.
Reward: Her back is to you at an angle. Her jacket is gone, so you can see
that she's wearing a pink shirt sleaveless shirt. Moving down, you can see her
white panties as she pulls down her pants {notice the tears on the back, which
would be just below her butt}. Panning up, she says something.
Round 2;
Look: Missing the jacket and pants, her arms are now crossed over her stomach,
lands latched onto her elbows, pushing her breasts up. Every other second, she
moves her right arm up and places her hand on her cheek, which causes her
breasts to squish together, pushing them up. She then puts it back down.
Board: Same.
Sitting Pose: Simplier version.
Bonus Attack: The same as before, but now it's 25 heads to crack. You may want
to adjust the paddle, though middle is fine.
Reward: Panning up, you see her immense breasts covered in a white bra {which
doesn't actually do such a good job covering her shame...}, the right one is
lifted into the air as she';s caught in the middle of pulling her shirt up and
over her head. Her cross neckalce is flying to the left as her right eye is
closed in a wink.
Her sunglasses are gone now, too.
Round 3;
Look: Standing there in her bra and panties, ahnds are on her hips. She grows
the greast range of emotions besides the Magical Girl, with both she laughing
and crying in between nods.
Board: Same.
Sitting Pose: In her bra and panties. She also seems to have her sunglasses...
Bonus Attack: It's up to 30, adjust the paddle if you wish.
Reward: She appears to be sitting {perhaps in one of the theater chairs} with
just her panties on. Her arms up, squishing her breasts together, tears on
the corners of her eyes. A second later, she starts to applude as she closes
her eyes and tips her head down. The calpping causes her breasts to bounce
and wildly as she says something, perhaps about how good the movie was.
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"Magical Girl" PSR5e
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intro;
The scene is the Magic Girls own bedroom. She says something while looking up.
A moment passes, and then she says something else, with a question, most
likely about if you want to challenge her. With that, she gets this cute
little look, her right hand covering her mouth.
Final Round;
Look: The same as you've seen for the past several girls.
Board: The inside of her bedroom.
Sitting Pose: I don't think she has her own. Others will show up, though.
Bonus Attack: This one is different. Basically, every girl that you've beaten
thus far will appear on the board in their sitting poses. What you have to do
is hit each one 3 times, each hit changing their pose to the next one. After
the third hit, they'll vanish. Thjis is made a bit easier {or harder} by the
fact that they'll move around.
It's not done yet, though. After you get them all gone, you still have to dump
10 balls into an area indicated by a flashing arrow under a picture of her.
Reward: It picks up where it left off before the challenge. She says something,
then slips off screen. Then, moments later, she slips back on screen, and you
see her pink panties. Moving up, her hands cover her breasta dn she looks at
the screen while blushing. She says something, then removes her hands,
letting them free and allowing them to bounce about while looking unsure of
herself... or maybe the character you're playing.
Then, it fades to black... and that's all.
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It shows images of all the girls {even those you didn't get} and shows what
seem to be names, but if they're of the girls or the VAs, I'm not sure. Then,
it shows the credits, while in the background are images of the various
backdrops used for the levels and the intro scenes.
Then, it cuts to a pile of photos {once for each girl} that are mostly
colorless, then an image of your magic girl is put in the middle, hers is in
full color. She says something, then it loses color like the others.
Then something pops up, all the girls say something together, then comes the
ranking initials. Afterwards, the girls will all form a v {for victory, of
course}, and yes, the Mascot Girl is in 2 places at once {in and out of the
suit}, both of which are at the ends.
After that, it's the scores and the end...
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Thanks To PSR7
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-Sammy, for making the game.
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Contact/Legal Stuff PSR8
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Copyright 2007 by Lu Aza {kylepiscesATyahooDOTcom}
Unlike your normal author, I don't care who uses this Walk Through.
Yes, that's right, I don't care if you post this on your little sites, rip off
every other word or what have you. The copyright thing is just a formality.
However, just because I don't care if you use it doesn't mean I don't want to
make it better. If you see any horrible typos or you have additional
information {stuff that can actually be confirmed}, email me at the address
above and I'll get to work correcting/improving this... when I have the time.
So anyway, GameFAQs refused to post it, they said it was all about the girls and not enough guide to be worth putting up. So I just ferreted it away for the day when I would post it somewhere else. Then some years passed and here we are; I'mma post it now for the world to see!
And now, boys, girls and assorted others, I give to you...
PACHINKO SEXY REACTION 2: THE GUIDE (complete with all the errors, because I'm lazy)
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Pachinko Sexy Reaction 2 Walk Through Version 1.0
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Table of Contents
PSR1} Version History
PSR2} Controls
PSR3} Characters
PSR4} Odds And Ends
PSR5} Walk Through
PSR5a} "Wild Girl"
PSR5b} "Ocean Girl"
PSR5c} "Aquarium Girl"
PSR5d1} "Amusement Park Mascot Girl"
PSR5d1a} "Suit Girl"
PSR5d2) "Fast Food Waitress Girl"
PSR5d2a) "Movie Theater Girl"
PSR5e) "Magical Girl"
PSR6) Game Endings
PSR7) Thanks To
PSR8) Contact/Legal Stuff
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Version History PSR1
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Version 1.0:
-The first and most likely only version of this Walk Through. The only way a
new version will come out is if I made some horrible mistakes. And the only
way in Hell that a 2.0 will come out is if I somehow get a hold of
translations for the character names and dialogue.
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Controls PSR2
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Button 1: During actual gameplay, this allows you to skip the cut scenes you've
earned by beating the various levels. Outside of gameplay, you use it to
confirm your girl selection and picking the initials used for score ranking.
Button 2: During actual gameplay, this button launches a Pachinko ball per tap.
Outside of gameplay, it acts as a cancel button when picking the initials used
for score ranking.
Paddle Decrease: During actual gameplay, this allows you to lower the power
with which your Pachinko balls launch, thus keeping them closer to the left of
the screen. Outside of gameplay, on the stage select areas, this causes your
paddle to move counter clockwise, and during initials select, it causes the
selection speed to slow down and stop all together.
Paddle Increase: During actual gameplay, this allows you to increase the power
with which your Pachinko balls launch, thus sending them across the board,
keeping them closer to the right of the screen. Outside of gameplay, on the
stage select areas, this causes your paddle to move clockwise, and during
initials select, it causes the selection speed to start and speed up.
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Characters PSR3
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All names have been made up by me, since I have no idea what their actual
names are;
Magical Girl: The very first girl you see in the game, I call her such because
she has a transformation sequence similar to that of Sailor Moon, who is a
Magical Girl {though, unlike Sailor Moon, all it seems to do is change her
clothing slightly}.
Guy: Well, I assume it's a guy. This is the person the Magical Girl was
seemingly waiting for in the opening and was driving the car. You play this
character, but unlike the first game, you never get to see him.
It seems that he and the Magical Girl have something going on between them...
so why she'd want him to see other girls naked is beyond me... but if they
are, then she's just that much more awesome.
Wild Girl: The second girl on the first selection screen, her stage is the
park/zoo. She growls and mews like a cat, and she acts like one most of the
time as well. She wears leopard print clothing and the actual skin of a
leopard {think a leopard skin rug} over her back with its head propped up on
top of her own, wearing it like a cape. If she works, lives or just has an odd
obsession with the animals {especially big cats} in this area is unknown to
me.
Aquarium Girl: The first character on the first selection screen, her stage is
the aquarium/staduim looking building. She seems to be a performer, given the
outfit. I don't know what her problem is with the Magical Girl.
Ocean Girl: The third character on the first selection screen, her stage area
is the beach. She wears a two piece suit under her clothing, but if she's a
life guard, somebody that hangs out at the ocean or something else, I don't
know. I don't know what her problem is with your character and the Magical
Girl, either.
Amusement Park Mascot Girl: The first on the second selection screen, her
stage is an amusement park {denoted on the screen by the huge ferris wheel}.
Her job is to wear a mascot suit {think Mickey Mouse or Goofy in Disney World}
in the form of a cat wearing a Sailor Moon styled outfit.
Suit Girl: The girl you get is you pick the Mascot Girl, her stage is that
huge block of high rise buildings. She appears to be a business woman... a
very well endowed, sexy business woman...
Fast Food Waitress Girl: The second girl on the second selection screen, her
stage is a fast food restaurant to the left of those central buildings.
Movie Theater Girl: The girl you get if you pick the Waitress Girl, her stage
is a movie theater, perhaps in the same block as the fast food restaurant. I
don't know what her story is, she looks like a fighter pilot, but who knows,
she may very well be some movie star that's going undercover to see if people
like her movies.
Angel: Not a girl you can challenge, she's a hold over from the first game.
Unlike the first game, where she only appeared in the final 3 rounds, she'll
show up in almost any round for any girl.
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Odds And Ends PSR4
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Intro: The scenes that lead up to the actual game. They involve the backdrop,
the Magical Girl and the girl that'll challenge you.
Round: Basically tells you which of the 3 rounds {just 1 for the Magical Girl}
you're on.
Look: How they look and their actions while standing to the left of the
screen.
Board: The board you play on. Sometimes they change in later rounds.
Sitting Pose: From time to time, the girls on the left will vanish and go onto
the board. They sit right above the entrance to one of the ball slots under
the slot machine, blocking your balls. To move them, you have to knock them in
the head with a ball.
Bonus Attack: See that slot machine in the middle of the board? Well, your
goal is to get 3 of an item lined up. If you do, you get a Bonus Attack. You
have 60 seconds to fulfill a set number condition of a certain action, be it
feeding a shark, hitting penguins, stripping girls... if you do, you finish
the round and get the Reward.
Reward: What you get for passing the round.
"Frenzy" Images: In the first Pachinko Sexy Reaction, there was a thing called
Frenzy. Basically, when you got 3 of a certain slot lined up, you had a short
amount of time to put Pachinko balls into slots at the bottom of the board. If
you got them all, you'd get a bonus image of that boards girl in an outfit.
The first 3 girls all had five, and the further the image was along, the less
she wore.
In this game, however, getting 3 items lined up leads to the Bonus Attack.
However, there are times when slot machine has a special animation {this can
be lightning, waves around it, a meteor falling and throwing up debris, a
roller coaster}. If you somehow fail to get 3 lined up, you get a special
image of the girl in her current outfit. This can range from tame to very
sexy, depending on the round you're in.
Angel: I'm not sure what, exactly you have to do to get her to appear. When
she does, I'm certain you always get a Bonus Attack from her.
Stars: In every round, there are stars that appears on the board from time to
time. They can be smashed with balls. I think they have a connection with the
Angel.
Pachinko Balls: What you use the entire game. You start with 100 {which is
the max number you can have} and win more during the course of the game. You
can buy a full refill with a credit, and if you somehow run out {hit 00}, you
get an instant refill at the cost of a credit.
Gray Ball: The standard Pachinko ball.
Red Halo Ball: A red ball with a golden halo around it, get it into the ball
slot under the slot machine for a "Lucky!!". I think it has something to do
with if you get 3 lined up or not.
Blue Tail Ball: A gray ball that glows gold with a long blue tail. Getting it
into the ball slot under the slot machine gets you a "Great!!!". I think it
has something to do with if you get 3 lined up or not.
Heart Ball: A golden ball with a pink heart around it. Getting it into the
ball slot under the slot machine causes an explosion of hearts, and your
Magical Girl seems pleased. This may or may not have an effect on the slot
machine.
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Walk Through PSR5
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With your Magical Girl in tow {or maybe it's the other way around...}, you set
off for the day.
Three different options are open for you to start with.
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Stage Select
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Starting from the left of the dial and moving clockwise, you have the Aquarium
Girl, the Wild Girl and the Ocean Girl. You'll be facing all 3 of them
regardless of who you pick, so whoever is picked first has no actual impact,
aside from the order which you'll be facing them.
In the interest of completion, I'll list the orders of the girls;
Aquarium Girl --> Wild Girl --> Ocean Girl
Wild Girl --> Ocean Girl --> Aquarium Girl
Ocean Girl --> Aquarium Girl --> Wild Girl
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Stage Select
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For the sake of the Walk Through, I'll just start with the Wild Girl.
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"Wild Girl" BPSR5a
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Intro;
It seems you and your Magical Girl have decided to go to the park/zoo. In a
large, open area, she'll freak out, seemingly scared by the sudden appearance
of the "Wild Girl", or rather, the skin she has draped over her back, shoulders
and on her head. She makes a noise {perhaps a growl} while holding up the front
legs of her skin, then laughs, perhaps because of the Magical Girl's reaction,
then asks a question. Then, the scene shifts and she's holding the front paws
of the skin under her chin with a smile on her face.
With something else said, the game is on.
Round 1;
Look: Her leopard shin is draped over her body like a cape, the paws are
together at her neck to hold it up. Her earrings are gold, around her neck is
a black leather collar, around her left bicep are 3 tight gold rings. On each
wrist is a black wristlet with straps to hold them in place and a large, gold
ring {think Sonic style rings} attached on the inside of each one. On her chest
is a leopard print top with only a single strap that loop over her left
shoulder that conforms to her breasts, and it seems that there's another piece
of black clothing under it. Moving down, she's wearing a leopard print skirt
with what could be another piece of black clothing under it. From her thighs
down are black heeled boots, and on each shin is a leopard print piece of
clothing that extends to her ankles.
She stands with her arms under her breasts {thus pushing them up}. Every few
seconds, she'll lift her heels off the ground, thus causing her body to lift
up, making her breasts bounce as she moves back down. Then, half a second
later, she does it again, but she twice in succession before blinking and
standing still for a few seconds, only to start again.
Board: Looks about mid day, there's a wide open space with a mountain with a
forest at surrounding the open area.
Sitting Pose: A smaller, simpler version of how she looks in her standing pose.
Bonus Attack: Out pop little critters {Prairie Dogs?} from the wholes in the
board that you have to hit on the head. You have to hit 10 of them, the middle
power works just fine.
Reward: She looks like she's sitting on a rock, left leg extend while the
right is folded up to her body, knee pressing into her chest, thus squishing
her right breast upwards with her right arm holding the leg in place. Her top
is gone, revealing that it's wearing a very tight black bra with another gold
ring between each side, holding it together.
Round 2;
Look: This time around, she'll be lacking her print top, thus leaving her in a
black bra thingy, held together with a gold ring. Her skin is still held over
her like a cape by the front paws, and now she has her hands on her hips.
While standing around, she keeps her hands on her hips, every now and again
raising her right arm up to flick her hair aside, causing her right breast to
bounce slightly.
Board: The same as before.
Sitting Pose: Pretty much the same, only she's missing her leopard print top.
Bonus Attack: It's up to 15, but it's still easy to get with a middle power
setting.
Reward: The reward for winning is a tad lame, the scene will be her standing,
throwing her head back, chest pushed out {still covered in her top, mind you},
right hand raised in a claw like shape. Her left breast will be in mid bounce
while the right stays in place. You'll notice that her skirt is now gone, as
is her skin. You'll also notice that her top is tied behind her back.
Round 3;
Look: For some odd reason, in her standing pose, she'll be lacking her top and
the print cloth on her shins. In its place, she'll be holding the paws of her
skin {which is back all of a sudden} over her breasts. She'll be in constant
motion as she moves her torso forwards and backwards slowly, as if moving to
the music played.
Board: Darker than before.
Sitting Pose: Topless like her standing pose, but instead of holding the paws
over her breasts, they seem to stick to her chest, freeing up her hands.
Bonus Attack: Risen again to 20, but like the others, middle power will win
with ease.
Reward: she'll be on the ground, legs folded under her. She'll mew like a
kitten as the screen moves up, showing that her arm is hand is held like a paw
while her right arm is raised up slightly, also taking the form of a paw. It'll
also show that she's topless and lacking her leopard skin.
Then, suddenly, she'll sort of growl, then lurch forward quickly, as if to
strike, throwing her right hand out and making it look like a cat that's
trying to claw or hit something. This action will cause her breasts to bounce.
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"Ocean Girl" PSR5b
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Intro;
Ah, the beach... a nice place for you and Your Magical Girl to spend some
time. But then it seems she spots somebody and says something. Then comes the
Ocean Girl. She appears to be wearing a patch with an Orca on it jumping
between the letters L and S. With her finger raised, she says something,
perhaps a warning, or a challenge? Either way, you to go into 3 rounds of
Pachinko action.
Round 1;
Look: Your little challenger will be in constant motion as she wags her finger
at you and blinks. She'll be clad in pink sandals, black spandex shorts with a
yellow stripe running down either side, a belt bag on her right hip, a purple
zipper sweatshirt over a white T-shirt, gold earrings {the same ones as the
"Wild Girl"} and a purple hand that's on backwards.
Board: The open ocean, it's bright, like it was early in the morning.
Sitting Pose: Smaller version.
Bonus Attack: This one is very different from most of the ones you'll have
during the game. In this case, you'll see a shark coming from the right of the
screen. You have to hit its dorsal fin with a Pachinko ball to get it to
surface, then pour balls into its mouth until it goes back in the water. Once
under, you have to hit it again, then feed it more. Your number is a tiny 2,
but it takes time to feed the shark his fill.
For best results, change the power of your Paddle so you can meet him instead
of waiting for him to come to you.
Reward: You'll notice that her shorts, sweatshirt {which bears another patch
on the left side, most likely the right as well} and T-shirt have been torn.
Under her shorts, you'll see part of a swimsuit, and you'll also see that her
shoulder is bare.
Round 2;
Look: The shorts, sandals and sweatshirt are gone, revealing the bottom of the
swimsuit she's wearing. The pack will still be on her hip, and you'll notice
her shirt is to one side. Her hands are now on her hips and she'll tap her
left foot every other second while bobbing her upper body down slightly, then
pulling back up.
Board: Same scene, but it's darker, as if it were mid day.
Sitting Pose: She's missing the shorts and sweatshirt.
Bonus Attack: The same as before, only this time, the number is 3.
Reward: Legs folded under her, she'll be looking up at the screen, her right
arm holding her now torn shirt {bearing the same logo as the patches, this is
also squishing her breasts} in place. You'll see the top of her swimsuit, and
she's lacking her hat.
Round 3;
Look: You'll find that she's wearing just a 2 piece suit, it actually covers a
lot of skin {but it's still pretty much skin tight}. She now spins about every
second or so, giving you a look at her entire body before coming to rest. Her
left hand is raised up to her face while her right arm is moved behind her,
her hand behind her leg.
Board: Doesn't look different from the one before.
Sitting Pose: In her 2 piece.
Bonus Attack: The same as the others, only the number is now 4.
Reward: On the ground, her hands will be planted firmly between her legs,
holding her breasts together. As the screen pans up, you'll notice the left
side of her top is torn, revealing her breast. Looking up, she'll have tears
on the corners of her eyes, and then she falls off the screen, all the while
saying something.
... I guess the poor thing fainted.
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"Aquarium Girl" PSR5c
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Intro;
The first thing you'll see is a ball attached to a string, which is held up by
a metal poll and a gold ring. Then, the next challenge will appear on the
screen with a happy look on her face, her right arm stretched outward, her
hand facing down, fingers flared open. It'll then pan down her body, at the
end of which your Magical Girl will appear and say something while looking
happy or excited.
Of course, then the Aquarium Girl appears and seems to look none too pleased
with you, or maybe it's your magical little friend? Either way, your friend
gets this odd look upon her face, a finger pressed against her lower lip as
she asks a questions, perhaps she's not that impressed with this rather
voluptuous one?
Regardless of intent or mood, the game is on.
Round 1;
Look: I'm not sure what's up with this girl. She's wearing knee high boots
that look like they belong in Sailor Moon, a gold ring is around her left
thigh. Moving up, she has a blue belt on with a gold buckle and little gold
bars on either side of the buckle that seems to also have an incomplete light
blue, very short skirt attached to it. The area right below her belt is
coveredin a tight purple piece, which looks a bit like it belongs to a
swimsuit or abody suit. Covering the area above the belt is an extremely tight
top, themiddle of which is white, which then leads into blue on either side
{whichhave white bars on the sides}. On her shoulders are... well, something
withgold tassels. Just above her elbows are two large gold rings at the ends
of her top, and below them are long, white gloves that cover her entire arm to,
around her wrists are much smaller gold rings. On top of her head is a blue hat
withgold triangles on the left side, holding a white piece in place. At the
bottom of the hat is also a stripe of white.
However, there is a slight difference between her cutscene image and the board
image, in the board image, she has a hold triangle, or maybe heart above her
left breast, the gloves on her hands are now blue and the rings around her
wrists are much thicker. The hat is also much bigger. She mostly blinks once
every second or so, and then the next second, she brings her left arm up all
the way, as if cheering/announcing/presenting something.
Board: Looks to be about mid day, inside of the building.
Sitting Pose: Basically the much smaller and simpler version of the way she
looks standing.
Bonus Attack: You have to break the ice surrounding penguins, and then hit
them on the head 6 times. Middle works well, but it may require some adjusting
if the balls aren't falling right.
Reward: Her hat now gone, she pulls off her tight top, showing that she's
wearing a one piece purple body suit. She looks... a tad bit cold, if you
catch my drift.
Round 2;
Look: Her hat and top are now gone. Her right hand is now on her hip, left
hand down at her side. Her left leg is extended a little bit, her torso
leaning a bit to the left as well. Every few seconds, she'll bring her legs
together and straighten her back, her right arm will now be away from her body
and her fingers will be apart. After standing like that for a few seconds,
she'll go back to the way she was.
Board: The same as before.
Sitting Pose: Simpler version.
Bonus Attack: Same as before, only now it'll be 10. You may just want to
adjust this time, since it may take a while to get them all.
Reward: Now missing her boots and gloves, her back is turned, and off comes
the belt... you may think that's it, but it isn't...
Round 3;
Look: Down comes a zipper that we didn't see before, opening up the suit to
the air, letting the world see some of her breasts and a small portion of her
torso. Her arms are now behind her back. This is perhaps one of my favorites,
as ever few seconds, she'll wiggle her torso back and forth a few times,
causing her breasts to sway.
Board: Same as it was before.
Sitting Pose: Yep, simpler version.
Bonus Attack: 15 this time around. It's time to adjust that paddle.
Reward: The suit is completely gone, the only thing she's wearing is a pair of
blue panties. Panning up, she has her arms up, her right arm pushing her right
breast against the other while her left is trying to {and failing at} covering
up her shame. She then fidgets a little, moving her arms, which grind her
breasts together.
With this final defeat, the first portion of the game is finished. Now, it's
time to move on to the next area.
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Stage Select
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Most of the day is now gone, night has fallen over the land as you move into
the city. Two different paths are open to you, but unlike the first set, these
actually matter. Unlike the others, the path you choose, while ending at the
same girl are independent of one another. The girl you pick leads to a girl
that's unique to that path alone.
The choices are;
"Amusement Park Mascot Girl" --> "Suit Girl"
"Fast Food Waitress Girl" --> "Movie Theater Girl"
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Stage Select
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"Amusement Park Mascot Girl" PSR5d1
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Intro;
You and your little Magical Girl decide to go to an amusement park. There, you
come across an odd mascot, it looks like a giant bipedal highly stylized anime
cat with a big head {SD} wearing an outfit that sort of looks like it belongs
in Sailor Moon.
But, suddenly off comes the head... and we find that inside it is a cute green
haired girl! She fans herself while sweating, more than likely complaining
about how hot the suit can be after wearing it for hours on end.
Then, it cuts to your little Magical Girl, who bears an amusing look with a
huge sweat drop, then asks some manner of question, maybe she was wondering
out loud that it wasn't a real cat...?
Regardless, the game is on.
Round 1;
Look: Basically... what I just said. It's best to actually see the thing to
get the full scope of its horror. Every second it seems to throw its left leg
out, bring its right hand up to its face and tilt its head to the left, then
go back.
Board: Night, of course. It's an amusement park.
Sitting pose: Shockingly enough, this one actually has 2 poses. One is
actually standing, rather than sitting, and it does so right above where all
the other girls would normally sit. It also twirls about. The other is a
normal sit down.
Bonus Attack: Hit the ferris wheel gondolas 20 times. This one can be done
with middle, but you may run out of time.
Reward: Off comes the suit, much to her relief, and it reveals her to be even
cuter, in a pair of cut off jean shorts held with a black belt and a loose
fitting pink shirt that stops just short of her mid rift. She's covered in
sweat and is wiping some away.
Round 2;
Look: The suit is gone, and she looks much better. She's smiling wide as she
constantly sways her upper back and forth, swinging her arms back before
brining them up with force and clinching her little fists.
Board: Same as before.
Sitting Pose: She's down to one, the normal sitting pose.
Bonus Attack: Up to 30. Move that paddle!
Reward: She's sitting on her cute rear end in her nice little red bra and
panties, guzzling down either beer or soda. She squeals in delight and says
something, mostly likely about how good it is to have a cool drink.
Round 3;
Look: In her bra and panties, she stands looking directly at the screen with
her hands on her hips. Then, she jumps about and goes into all kinds of odd
poses, stands still for a second, then goes back in, only stop go back to the
standing pose for several seconds, then starts all over again...
... She's hyper active.
Board: Same.
Sitting Pose: In those awesome bra and panties.
Bonus Attack: Up to 40, really move that paddle.
Reword: Laying flat on her bacg, she has her panties on, but the bra is
nowhere to be seen. Several cans lay about her as she sleeps peacefully.
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"Suit Girl" PSR5d1a
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Intro;
The scene is the city, a harbor in the distance. It pans down your magical
girl and she gets really happy or excited and exclaims something. Then, a
brown haired woman in a business suit {love that red tie} shows up and asks
something... then it pulls down and shows that she's rather... well built.
Seems the game is on.
Round 1;
Look: Wearing an awesome red tie and a suit jacket over a white dress shirt,
there's a large space for her breasts, either she doesn't like to button up
her top or they're so big that she can't...
Her jacket has 2 buttons... well, buttoned up, they're gold in color. Her
jacket leads down to skirt that stops several inches shy of her knees. Her
legs are clad in stockings, and her outfit is completed by a pair of high
heels.
Her right hand is on her hip, she moves her right leg back and forth every
half second or so.
Board: Night over a group of office buildings.
Sitting Pose: Like all the others, only with her suit.
Bonus Attack: Hers is different. Basically, at the bottom of the board, an
office building appears. On it are several rows of windows, most of which are
lit. Your job is to knock out those rows with balls. You have to take out 3
this time around, middle is just fine for this.
Reward: She's sitting, crossed legged, tilted to the side. Her awesome tie is
gone, as is her jacket. Her shirt is opened by several buttons, giving you a
good amount of cleavage and a hint of her bra. Her shoes are also missing, and
you can see up her skirt a little, but it's nothing much.
Round 2;
Look: Missing the tie, jacket and shoes, her shirt is open. Her right hand is
off to her side, as it her left hand... but every second, she lifts her left
hand up and pulls her shirt to the left, shrugging her right shoulder and
looking that way before letting go and going back to her pose.
Board: Same as before.
Sitting Pose: Pretty much the same as before, opening missing the tie, shoes
and jacket. Her shirt doesn't look to be open, though.
Bonus Attack: Same as before, only now it's 4.
Reward: ... Wow... you simply MUST see this one. My words fail to describe its
glory.
Round 3;
Look: Basically what you get in the reward, only this time she has her arms
behind her head and she wiggles her sexy little body around, causing her
breasts to bounce and sway.
Board: The same.
Sitting Pose: Same as before, only with less clothes.
Bonus Attack: It's 5 this time, you may want to adjust the paddle, since this
one likes to put in big gaps.
Reward: Panning up her body, she holds her large breasts up with her hands,
looking at the screen. Saying a few words, she slips her hands upward slowly,
her arms actually running against them until she lets go, causing them to
bounce and sway. As they come to rest, she winks at the screen.
spell checked up to here
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"Fast Food Waitress Girl" PSR5d2
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Intro;
Hunger seems to have struck your little Magical Girl, so you forgo the
amusement park and head over to Mi, the local fast food joint. Greeted by a
young waitress, your Magical Girl appears to place an order with the same look
upon her face as she had with the Aquarium Girl. Then, things seem to go south
as the little waitress drops the food, much to the surprise of your Magical
Girl.
The game is on, it seems... for some reason...
Round 1;
Look: On top of her head is a hat {if you've ever been to MacDonalds, you know
what I mean}, only the upper front portion is much larger. The entire thing
has gold trim around its edges while the bulk of it is pink. In bigm green
letters is "Mi", with a heart dotting the i. The strap holding it onto her
head is pure gold.
Moving down, she's wearing a white shirt, it looks mostly like a dress shirt.
However, the shoulders and sleeves are puffed out. The sleeves end just above
her elbows and are buttoned together with a large, blue jewel looking buttons.
Over the shirt is a pink appron thing which extends over her shoulders with 2
straps {her breasts are between these straps}. Two more straps seem to wrap
around her waistm possibly to meet up with the straps behind her back. On the
lower portion of the pink things is a red pocket with a pink lining, in which
seems to be a green pad. On her waist is a utton that, one again in green
letters earsa "Mi". Under the pink thing is a frilly red skirt with a streak
of white going around not an inch from the bottom.
On her wrists are two warm, white cuffs, held in place by another 2 blue jewel
buttons. Moving down, she wears a pair of socks which extend halfway up her
shins, and what seems to be a pair of baggy white leggings over top of them,
which extend down to her pink, white and red shoes.
Standing on the left, she moves her arms, one moving up while the other down,
then in revsere and so on. Her red skirt seems to shake a bit as she does do.
Board: I can't really describe this one... you'll have to see it.
Sitting Pose: ... She looks very, very creep sitting there with a toothy smile
on her face... and those big anime style eyes...
Ugh...
Bonus Attack: This one is different. Basically, feed items will appear on the
screen, a urger, a soda and fries. What you have to do is hit them and they'll
go onto the bottom of the board. Once they're all hit, you have to dump balls
into the bottom of the board, which looks sort of like a cash register draw
now.
Then, you have to do it again, only this time a piece of fred chicken will be
added into the mix. Hit them, then pump more balls into the bottom to win the
round.
Reward: Her back is facing the screen, you can see that she's wearing yellow
panties. Her hands are pulling on a pink bow {which must be keeping the pink
thing on her body}, and you can see that the shoulder straps come together in
the middle of her back, with another blue jewel in the center. Then they
seperate again {forming an X} and move down the rest of her back.
She says or mumbles something {humming?}.
Round 2;
Look: The pink thing is gone. She now seems to be walking in place at a steady
pace.
Board: Same as before.
Sitting Pose: Still creepy.
Bonus Attack: Burger, soda and fries, ball dump, then chicken, burger, soda
and fries, ball dump, then chicken, burger, soda, fries and a new item in a
crea container with green writing on it {perhaps ice cream?}, then ball dump.
Reward: Lacking the hat, she holds a tray of food about head level with her
left hand, a smile on her face. As it pans down, you notice that she's lacking
her skirt... and then she laughs...
Round 3;
Look: All she's in now is her shirt and panties. She stands with her arms
behind her back, her right foot is barely on the floor, the heel is up in the
air. Every few moments she does a sort of half turn to the right, then goes
back, then another half turn, back, then another, and then finally another,
but instead of turning back right away, she leans forward a little and looks
directly at the screen, then leans back, then turns back, and the cycle starts
all over again.
Board: Same.
Sitting Pose: Just in her shirt.
Bonus Attack: RIght off the bat with chicken, burger, soda and fries, ball
dump, then it's repeated, then chicken, burger, soda, fries and clear
container with green writing on itm ball dump, then it's repeated again.
Reward: The pink thing is back on, but her shirt has come off. She's wearing
her cuffs. Between the shoulder starps are her breasts, in full view. Then,
she moves and smiles, while her breasts bounce about. As they stop bouncing,
she holds up a tray of food and says something.
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"Movie Theater Girl" PSR5d2a
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Intro;
Right off the bat, you'll see the next girl. She's blond, wears black
sunglasses and looks like she's a fighter pilot of some kind.
Your Magical Girl says something, the background is that of a movie theater.
Then, the blond girl appears again, pulling her glasses up with her right
hand while holding one of he fingers over her lips, a gesture we're all
familiar with. In a whispered tone, she says something, but if she's telling
the Magical Girl use a lower tone, or if she's telling her to not say whatever
it is she said, I don't know.
Regardless, the game is once more on.
Round 1;
Look: Wearing a white headband around her head, a pair of black sunglasses
{resting on top of her headband} and a cross around her neck. She wears a
green colored fightr pilot style jacket with puffy/furry shoulder pads. The
zipper on the jacket is pulled down to just above her breasts. her hands are
placed inside the pockets just above her waist.
Moving down, she's wearing a black pair jeans with a large tear just below her
left hip. it looks like it almost completely extends around the leg... there's
another tear at her right knee. On her feet is a pair of black and red shoes.
She closes her eyes, moves her head to the left and lifts her chin up, then
reveases it every few moments.
Board: The inside of a movie theater. This one is different because it lacks
a build in slot machine. When its time for the slots, the screen is replaced
with 3 bits of movie film that act as her slot machine. {If you look at her
slots, you'll see that 7 is an image of a blond haired, blue eyed woman with a
white coat holding a statue award. Could that be your challenger?}
Sitting Pose: Simplier version.
Bonus Attack: One it starts,m the board goes dark and you'll notice that some
of the seats are now filled with people at random times with Japanese
characters above their heads, as if they were talking. You have to smack 20 of
these people on the head. I've found that middle power is just fine.
Reward: Her back is to you at an angle. Her jacket is gone, so you can see
that she's wearing a pink shirt sleaveless shirt. Moving down, you can see her
white panties as she pulls down her pants {notice the tears on the back, which
would be just below her butt}. Panning up, she says something.
Round 2;
Look: Missing the jacket and pants, her arms are now crossed over her stomach,
lands latched onto her elbows, pushing her breasts up. Every other second, she
moves her right arm up and places her hand on her cheek, which causes her
breasts to squish together, pushing them up. She then puts it back down.
Board: Same.
Sitting Pose: Simplier version.
Bonus Attack: The same as before, but now it's 25 heads to crack. You may want
to adjust the paddle, though middle is fine.
Reward: Panning up, you see her immense breasts covered in a white bra {which
doesn't actually do such a good job covering her shame...}, the right one is
lifted into the air as she';s caught in the middle of pulling her shirt up and
over her head. Her cross neckalce is flying to the left as her right eye is
closed in a wink.
Her sunglasses are gone now, too.
Round 3;
Look: Standing there in her bra and panties, ahnds are on her hips. She grows
the greast range of emotions besides the Magical Girl, with both she laughing
and crying in between nods.
Board: Same.
Sitting Pose: In her bra and panties. She also seems to have her sunglasses...
Bonus Attack: It's up to 30, adjust the paddle if you wish.
Reward: She appears to be sitting {perhaps in one of the theater chairs} with
just her panties on. Her arms up, squishing her breasts together, tears on
the corners of her eyes. A second later, she starts to applude as she closes
her eyes and tips her head down. The calpping causes her breasts to bounce
and wildly as she says something, perhaps about how good the movie was.
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"Magical Girl" PSR5e
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intro;
The scene is the Magic Girls own bedroom. She says something while looking up.
A moment passes, and then she says something else, with a question, most
likely about if you want to challenge her. With that, she gets this cute
little look, her right hand covering her mouth.
Final Round;
Look: The same as you've seen for the past several girls.
Board: The inside of her bedroom.
Sitting Pose: I don't think she has her own. Others will show up, though.
Bonus Attack: This one is different. Basically, every girl that you've beaten
thus far will appear on the board in their sitting poses. What you have to do
is hit each one 3 times, each hit changing their pose to the next one. After
the third hit, they'll vanish. Thjis is made a bit easier {or harder} by the
fact that they'll move around.
It's not done yet, though. After you get them all gone, you still have to dump
10 balls into an area indicated by a flashing arrow under a picture of her.
Reward: It picks up where it left off before the challenge. She says something,
then slips off screen. Then, moments later, she slips back on screen, and you
see her pink panties. Moving up, her hands cover her breasta dn she looks at
the screen while blushing. She says something, then removes her hands,
letting them free and allowing them to bounce about while looking unsure of
herself... or maybe the character you're playing.
Then, it fades to black... and that's all.
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Ending PSR6
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It shows images of all the girls {even those you didn't get} and shows what
seem to be names, but if they're of the girls or the VAs, I'm not sure. Then,
it shows the credits, while in the background are images of the various
backdrops used for the levels and the intro scenes.
Then, it cuts to a pile of photos {once for each girl} that are mostly
colorless, then an image of your magic girl is put in the middle, hers is in
full color. She says something, then it loses color like the others.
Then something pops up, all the girls say something together, then comes the
ranking initials. Afterwards, the girls will all form a v {for victory, of
course}, and yes, the Mascot Girl is in 2 places at once {in and out of the
suit}, both of which are at the ends.
After that, it's the scores and the end...
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Thanks To PSR7
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-Sammy, for making the game.
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