Princess Tutu: REAL MEN WATCH IT!

Princess Tutu: REAL MEN WATCH IT!


My masculinity has been called into question. HNNNNGH!

Over a week ago, I posted on my blog a Hell Girl fanfic story, Unlikely Avenger, having to do with the Kennedy assassination. A so-called "friend" by the name of Keith von Sulzer, expressed interest so I pointed the story out to him.

A couple days later, he informed me he read the story and liked it. But ... there was something else he saw on my blog main page he was not too crazy about.

"So what's this gay anime you're watching?"

"What!?"

"Y'know ... THAT ... gay anime."

"Gay ... anime?"

"You know ... An anime that's gay."

"Uh ... yuh ... right!"

"Why are you watching something like that?"

"I'm not watching anything gay, anime or otherwise."

"Sure you are," said the miscreant grinning. "And it gives me some doubts about you."

"NOW JUST A MINUTE!"

The conversation/accusation continued while I racked  my brain (Man that hurts!) trying to figure out what show he was going on about. Since he's not one to go beyond my blogs' main page, I figured it had to be something within a few past articles. Then it hit me (That hurts too!).

"Wait a sec ... You don't mean ... Princess Tutu?"

"Yeah! That's it."

"NOW JUST A MINUTE!"

Now I ask you ... Does this look gay to you? It's not. It's ...
something else. Yeah ... Uh ... something else ... maybe ...

The conversation/accusation went on, I insisting Princess Tutu ... and I ... weren't gay and he talking of the possibility that Princess Tutu ... and that I, because I liked it ... might be "a little light in the loafers".

Needless to say the conversation kept NOT going well.

He clocked out of work grinning and me snarling.

Gentlemen ... That is those of you who like the anime, Princess Tutu ...

Get your tutus on (METAPHORICALLY SPEAKING!) and say it loud and proud:

REAL MEN WATCH PRINCESS TUTU!

Indeed ...

Princess Tutu: What the Ducking Duck! here.

Unlikely Avenger: A Hell Girl Anime Fan Fiction Story here.

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Unlikely Avenger: A Hell Girl Fan Fiction Story

Unlikely Avenger: A Hell Girl Fan Fiction Story

by

C V Ford

"My husband ... unfaithful ... And so blatant about it. Even having his trysts right here in our home! His philandering's been going on for years and is so dismissive towards me over it ... Mocking me. He's on top of the world right now ... Everyone adores him. If only the people knew. His popularity's made him think he's the next best thing to God. Thinks nothing can touch him ..."

"Your wish?"

"I want you to touch him ... HARD! Take him straight to HELL! A hell far worse than what he's put me through."

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The drive from the large municipal airport uneventful but for the swelling, adoring crowds of wellwishers and fans. Sidewalks crowded beyond capacity, filled with those wanting to get a look at what they thought to be more than a dream for what almost amounted a "new heavens and a new earth". Celebrity of messiah-like dimensions. This man of the hour/decade/millenium. A demi-god of hope for what more than hinted at a "second coming".

She knew better. The publicity of skilled writers and handlers covered up what would have belied the sterling image of the nations' perfect family man. Definitely NOT the saint everyone thought him. An adulterer of the first water ... and flaunting it before her out of sight of the eyes of a smitten public. If they only knew.

Sitting next to him in the back of the open topped car, she smiled and waved, helping to shore up an already more than sturdy facade. The masses needed a continuous feeding as the couples' publicity section constantly reminded them of it.

Contemplating the events of the past few weeks, she went over her present situation.

It was during a visit with her husbands' sister (The wife of a well known film actor.) in Los Angeles. Waiting at the airport terminal for the limos' arrival, she spotted a copy of the Asahi Shimbun newspaper carelessly dropped on an end table. It wasn't so much the indecipherable (To her.) three alphabet script of the page that caught her attention as it was the bold print ad in the center ... In plain English:

WE WILL TAKE VENGEANCE ON YOUR BEHALF. YOUR GRIEVANCE SHALL BE AVENGED

With following text, describing particulars.

She asked the accompanying matron of her two children the meaning of the ad. The governess replying about seeing only a blank space. Odd.

Folding the paper, she slipped it into a shopping bag.

Later in the day, she inquired the same of an aquaintance only to get the same answer. She slipped the curious object in a dresser drawer on arrival back home.

It was much later a mansion staffer told her that page the "advertisement" appeared on was part of the missing persons' section.

Two days before, after a particularly heated spousal arguement over her husbands' dalliances, her thoughts turned to the newspaper and acted on the ads' instruction.

It wasn't as if she could actually send the request. She couldn't just affix a stamp to it and drop it in the mail without security being able to scrutinize it. And the "nebulous" address certainly didn't ensure actual receipt of the letter.

No ... It was only a form of therapy for her ... a relief valve for letting off emotional pressure. She would place it in her dresser drawer as a futile reminder.

On sealing the envelope ...

She let out a startled gasp on noticing the sudden presence to her right.

She almost immediately called security just outside the mansion suites' door but something told her the black clad adolescent and the provocative looking woman with her were not an immediate threat ... and may have had something to do with the strange advertisement.

A not so short conversation confirmed it and the bargain was struck. It was all she could do to keep from screaming as the transformation process from geisha to red straw doll in hand took place.

As the car and accompanying escort/motorcade turned right, nagging second thoughts from the past twenty four hours came to the fore. As a devout Catholic, she had to do everything in her power to make her marriage work. Had she done so? Had she exhausted every venue to repair the rift made by her husband and bring him to fidelity? And the covenant made with that strange harbinger ... so ... final. Canceling out and replacing one mortal sin with another. An irreversible one.

The column of vehicles rounding to the left and downhill, she made her decision.

She would make one more try at saving their marriage. Find some other way to resolve this problem in their lives.

Opening her purse, she checked for the now not needed straw doll she had placed there but a day before.

Missing.

Her husbands' clutching at his throat, gagging and falling toward her turned her attention to him. Reaching, she drew him near. A sharp, cracking report coming but a moment after. The man in the car seat in front, looking on attentively, jerked as well from an impact also accompanied by a repeat of that same sound.

Trying to undo the tie and shirt collar button, her husbands' head jerked sharply back, a fine spray of red mist hanging momentarily. She gasped, noticing a flap of scalp and hair hanging off his heads' right side.

... she controlled her panic and climbed over the back seat,
helping one of the foot security men onto the cars. rear deck.

Seeing there was nothing she could do for the moment, she controlled her panic and climbed over the back seat, helping one of the foot security men onto the cars' rear deck.

The motorcade sped up, leaving the planned route and racing for the nearest hospital.

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After a thorough check of the hospitals' rest room, the woman was left alone, the all male security staff guarding just beyond the door.

Splashing cold water to her face, a heretofore prescence again made itself felt.

Turning toward the girl and tall woman she tearfully asked.

"Why ... Why did you ... I didn't-"

"It was not our doing," the pale one answered. "Having done so would have been quite different and your husband would never have been found."

"Then what-"

"Your covenant with me was broken on your relenting. The actions taken were by another not known to us. His dark thoughts, if any ... are his alone."

"But if-"

"Your time is long and you have much to do. Your destiny in eternity is again open. You may yet know the joys of Heaven. Your heart must, however, change. Perhaps your own holymen may be able to tell you how." (1)

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"And you may also yet-," the provacative looking one speaking for the first time, "-again find love in the arms of another. One more caring and attentive."

"Ma'am!" Medium rapping at the door by a Secret Service man. "Is everything all right?"

"Yes!" Turning toward the door. "I'm ... I'm fine. Be out in a minute."

Turning back, only the restroom tiles and empty stalls met her vision.

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2:10 PM, CBS News, Walter Cronkite reporting:

Here is a bulletin from CBS News. In Dallas, Texas ... Three shots were fired at President Kennedys' motorcade in downtown Dallas. The first reports say that President Kennedy has been seriously wounded by this shooting.

More details just arrived. These details about the same as previously. President Kennedy shot today, just as his motorcade left downtown Dallas. Mrs. Kennedy jumped up and grabbed Mr. Kennedy, she called "Oh no!", the motorcade sped on.

United Press says the wounds for President Kennedy perhaps could be fatal.

Repeating, a bulletin from CBS News, President Kennedy has been shot by a would be assassin in Dallas, Texas.

Stay tuned to CBS News for further details.

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Later, CBS News, Walter Cronkite reporting:

From Dallas, Texas, the flash, apparantly official ... President Kennedy died, at 1 PM, Central Standard Time. 2 o'clock Eastern Standard Time ...

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In Dallas the prime suspect is still being questioned. He is 24 year old Lee Oswald of Dallas. He is a former Marine who has spent some time in Russia who, at one time, applied for Soviet citizenship. He has been associated with The Fair Play for Cuba Committee ...

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IN MEMORIAM:

Jaqueline (Jackie) Lee Bouvier Kennedy Onassis  1929 - 1994

END

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1. This is an explaination of the plan of salvation God has provided for the individual. Usually referred to as "The Roman Road" (Most of the verses are from the Book of Romans.).

Romans 3:10-12 10)As it is written, There is none righteous, no, not one: 11) There is none that understands, there is none that seeks after God. 12) They are all gone out of the way, they are altogether become unprofitable; there is none that does good., no, not one.

Psalms 14:3 - They are all gone aside, they are altogether become filthy: there is none that does good, no, not one.

Romans 3:23 - For all have sinned and come short of the glory of God;

No one is blameless. If you have trouble wrapping your mind around this, think of it as you would an illness or physical condition. It is a state which we are born under.

Romans 5:12 - Wherefore , as by one man sin entered into the world, and death by sin; and so death passed upon all men, for that all have sinned:

The how and why we are that way. Adam is the reason we're under the weight of sin and trapped in this deadly cycle of entropy, decay and death.

Romans 5:8 - But God commends his love toward us, in that, while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us.

Romans 6:23 - For the wages of sin is death; but the gift of God is eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord.

Jesus is the way out. The other side of the equation. With our acknowledgement of our sinbound state we can go on to have the Lord correct that.

Romans 10:13 - For whosover shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved.

Romans 10:9-10 - 9) That if you shall confess with your mouth the Lord Jesus, and shall believe in your heart that God has raised him from the dead, you shall be saved. 10) For with the heart man believes to righteousness; and with the mouth confession is made to salvation.

This is the how in regard to Jesus. Do these and the cycle has no spiritual claim on you.

Revelation 3:20 - Behold, I stand at the door, and knock: if any man hear my voice, and open the door, I will come in to him, and will sup with him, and he with me.

Jesus is waiting for you to answer. He has been there all along knocking. It could be you just didn't (Or didn't want to.) hear it.

John 3:16 - For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believes in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.

Of course, it goes without saying, "Go and sin no more". I really stink at this. However, one should always keep going back and asking the Lord for guidance and strength to resist (It's called prayer.). This is what's known as repentance, an active turning away from giving in to ones' baser instincts and it's an ongoing thing.

For guidance I strongly suggest one get in touch with a strong bible believing pastor/church in your area.

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Wikipedia article on the Kennedy assassination here.

Wikipeda article on Jackie Kennedy Onassis here.


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Storyline and original characters (only) copyright © 5-1-14 C V Ford

Disclaimer: The preceding is a NON-PROFIT work of fan fiction for entertainment purposes only. I make no claim to ownership of the names/characters, places, and events mentioned in this work that are the intellectual properties of others. They are the sole properties of their respective owners. Please, by all means support the owners of such properties in the purchase and enjoyment of their works.

Princess Tutu: WHAT THE DUCKING DUCK!

Prince Valium ... er ... Mytho and title character pair up for a duet.

Princess Tutu: WHAT THE DUCKING DUCK!


Spoiler alert for those who haven't seen it ... Yet.:

I truly enjoyed viewing Princess Tutu.

After You Tubing the trailer and hearing Debussey, Korsakov and Wagner in it, well ... being a longtime fan of classical music, I resolved to watch it. After You Tubing a couple episodes, I fell across a copy at Half Price Books and snapped it up. What I originally thought to be a cutesy vomit inducing piece of drivel, I ended up enjoying.

Of course I intend to watch it again ... but ...

I has a sad.

She's still a duck! Still a duck!

After all she did for every one she still ends up as when she started. A duck!

Having gone through all that work, pain, and almost death ...

Does she get the prince (Who sounds like the Hell Girl voiceover tryout runner-up.)?

Not the original artwork. Tutu (left) and Kraehe square off.

No! That darn Kraehe gets to keep him.

Does she get to graduate? !

No! Not as a duck she ain't!

Does she get to stay Princess Tutu?

NO!

Does she at least get to stay human at the end?

OH ... HECK ... NO!

She stays a duck!

Oh sure, she ends up with Fakir but what good is that? He's a human and she's a duck and ... And I don't want any comments from any of you sickos out there about THAT!

Darn you Drosselmeyer!

QUACK!

Wikipedia article on Princess Tutu here.

Half Price books main web site here.


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A Visit to the Vet: An Azumanga Diaoh/Hell Girl Crossover Fanfiction Story

A Visit to the Vet: An Azumanga Diaoh/Hell Girl Crossover Fanfiction Story

by

C V Ford


"I'm so glad you were hired back Miss Sekimoto."

"Thank you Junko," the nurse replied. "You have no idea how good that is to hear coming from you."

"Oh?"

"I should have intervened. I should have gotten Dr. Honjo away from the phone. Your dog-"

"It's okay ... really," Junko reassured. "You were new ... your first job ... you didn't really know about Dr. Honjo and-"

"I knew enough,"  Masami cut in. "I knew from the nurse who worked for him before I started. He even threatened to sue her if she didn't stop telling others. Word was getting around about him. He ..."

"You didn't really know. Like you said, you were just starting your first job ... It was a few days wasn't it?"

"Yes ... But then ... I could tell right off Honjo wasn't what you'd call happy with being a veterinarian. If only I ... "

"It's all right," the young lady said. "It's a broken world. A lot of Dr. Honjos in it."

Masami Sekimoto appraised the girl before her. Junko Kanno matured a lot in the few short years since thier "investigation" of the negligent veterinarian and his disappearance.

"Happily, there's a lot of Dr. Sakakis to balance them out."

"Oh God! She's a wonder to work for. You know, she stays overnight at least twice a week with a patient or two. She really does care about them. Sleeps on a cot in the kennel rooms."

"Really?"

"With her, this place sure has improved since Honjo took off."

"Took ... off ... Yeah."

"What's wrong?" Asked Masami, noticing Junko suddenly quiet and glancing at the floor in a resigned manner.

"It's ... nothing," the teen answered, just as suddenly looking back up, a forced smile on her face.

Every day being a constant reminder of having made that dreadful descision thus separating herself forever from the divine. And NO ONE, not even Masami, could know.

After Dr. Honjos' "disappearance", the Gold Veterinary Clinic lay fallow only a few months. The young, up and coming Sakaki couldn't believe her incredible luck finding a ready made facility with a comparitively low lease. Friends/family as well as a surprisingly sympathetic Savings and Loan, made the dream possible.

Along with the holding company, glad to make something of the property, the other businesses in the area thought it cursed. The young, new veterinarian attributed that to the late Dr. Honjos' declining reputation. With her passionate love of animals and outright enthusiasm, she put that curse to rest and within a short time, gained a reputation as an excellent, first rate animal physician. She more than cared about her charges and it wasn't hard for everyone to take notice.

"Here she is!" Dr. Sakaki, with a smile, came through the examination rooms' entrance way carrying Minty, Junkos' miniature beagle. "Everything checks out."

Petting the tail wagger, the vet set the dog on the wide counter in front of Junko. The girl put off almost a year before getting Minty. She thought she couldn't bear having another pet for the rest of her (Hopefully LONG.) life. As the months passed and resistance ebbed, she finally decided. A chance ad on a convenience store bulletin board regarding a litter of beagle pups sealed it.

"How much do I owe you doctor?"

"Well, it was only an examination ... mmmm ... Let's just save it for when she needs her boosters in about six months."

"Oh! Why thank you doctor, you're-"

A low commotion at the front cut the discussion, the two noting a trio entering, both being brought up short though for different reasons.

Coming in, an older man and little girl, dressed in traditional garb, along with an adolescent girl in school uniform. The little one carrying a gray furred bundle.

"Is ... Is it time? Has she come to  ...?" Junko was almost in a panic, thoughts of ultimate dread racing through her mind.

With Dr. Sakaki, it was, "I KNOW this cat!"

"My grand daughters cat needs uh ... Yes! ... A checkup," the older fellow stated.

"MY KITTY! Hee hee hee!" The small one exclaimed.

Junko grabbed Minty as she started growling at the cat.

"I ... I'll see you later doctor," the girl said as she sidled toward the door.

Junko felt a slight tug on her elbow sleeve, heart leaping to her throat. Turning, she inadvertently looked straight into the unwavering, red irised visage of the "middle schooler".

"Worry not," the pale one said in a whispery tone audible only to the girl. "Your time is long and you have much to do."

Junko nodded and nervously left, though infinitely relieved.

"They must know each other," thought Sakaki as her mind scrutinised the black clad newcomer. "Poor thing ... so pale. Must be albino with those red eyes. Dyed her hair so as not to stand out so much. No schools in the area with that uniform. And as for you ..."

This COULDN'T be the same cat ...

This COULDN'T be the same cat. It was a few years since so the one she was thinking of wouldn't look this young. Though ...

It had the same impish, happy/hostile look about it as it peered at the vet from the shelter of the little girls' arms. Like it was delighted at the prospect of taking a bite out of someone ... ANY ONE. Come to think of it ... So did the little girl!

That "look" on both came off as Dr. Sakaki went back into professional mode.

"Well then," said the doctor as the girl handed the cat over, "let's have a look at you."

There was a difference this time and the feline more than knew it. No hesitancy and an air of overpowering confidence could be sensed. Something told him it wasn't a good idea to bite. Thoughts and the faint scent of that "other cat" were also prominent.

He only growled slightly on recieving his vaccination.

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Wanyudo settled the bill with Miss Sekimoto as the doctor, coming out of the examination room and petting the cat with ease, put it in Kikuris' arms.

You know," turning to the old man. "I scanned him and found he doesn't have an ID chip. It would be a good idea for him to have one. He doesn't strike me as one who would keep a tag collar on for long."

"Uh ... That's ... ," Wanyudo replied, having no idea what she was referring to. "We'll give it some thought."

"Is ... Is he Okay?" Kikuri asked concerned, noting the cat tense yet subdued.

"Perfectly fine," the doctor answered. "Most pets are nervous coming to the vet."

Dr. Sakaki watched as the trio and cat left. The three didn't look like they were related at all and if it wasn't for the fact several years passing, she would swear it was the same malicious cat from her high school days.

No ... only coincidence.

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"So the Miss is pleased how things turned out?"

Ren and Hone Onna sat on the porch, listening to Wanyuudos' account.

"The cat was the perfect pretext," the 'old man' replied. "And yes, the Miss is quite pleased."

"It bodes well for her when something good comes out of an assignment," said Ren.

"Interesting the 'client' was there," the geisha remarked.

Glancing at Kikuri near porch end petting the animal, Wanyuudo paused.

"Only ... coincidence."

END


Storyline (only) copyright © 3-28-14 C V Ford

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An Encounter at Gamers: A Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya/Lucky Star Crossover Fan Fiction

Which one is a figment of the others' imagination?

An Encounter at Gamers

A Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya/Lucky Star Crossover Fan Fiction

by

C V Ford


There is a fifth dimension, beyond that which is known to man. It is a dimension as vast as space & timeless as infinity. It is the middle ground between light & shadow, between science & superstition, & it lies between the pit of mans' fears & the summit of his knowlege. This is the dimension of imagination. It is an area which we call ... The Twilight Zone.

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Submitted for your approval ... A pair of young ladies who, though they've never met, intimately know each other through their obsessive interests in a catagory of entertainment known as Anime/Manga. So obsessive, they are called, in the parlance of said genres' followers: Otakus. A rather derogatory term of Japanese vernacular meaning "obsessive fan".

One goes so far as to actually, albeit unknowingly, bend reality. The others' dedication bends her relationships with others. Both having effects on people & their surroundings they fail to see.

These two disparate enthusiasts have now wandered into a media chain store known as Gamers, an establishment specializing in their interests & tastes. This particular franchise outlet is normally located in an area of northern Tokyo but ... for the moment ... now in ... The Twilight Zone.

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Though not a day for new inventory, Konata Izumi decided to check out her favorite store anyway. Every so often she would find in these "secondary sweeps" something she had missed in her usual "planned assaults". That & she always loved the atmosphere of all things anime/manga & gaming. The fact she was a bit of an impulse buyer may have had something to with it as well.

On entering she noticed how quiet it was, the staff seemingly absent (Could they be in the back?). Usually a crowd at this time of day, she noted only three other people.

Facing away from her, looking over the stacks of clearance shoujos by the entrance, was an obvious middle schooler. Izumi "hmmphed" inwardly. Partly about the kids' seeming lack of taste but a little more over the fact the youngster was taller than she. Passing by she took in the other two.

At a middle aisle, a somewhat creepy looking older foriegner leafed through a film related magazine, putting the blue haired one on alert. This area was pretty much off the beaten track for tourists, nothing for them to "take in". Her imagination briefly kicked in, running from "pervs" to secret agents. She decided to swing wide of this one.

It was the one in the sci-fi aisle who more than brought her up short.

There ... staring at her just as open mouthed and aghast was-

"You're ... YOU'RE ... ," both shouted in unison pointing fingers at one another.

"Haruhi Suzumiya!"

"Konata Izumi!"

"But that can't be-!"

"This isn't possible-!

"How can-!"

"It isn't-"

"YOU'RE NOT REAL!" Again both in unison.

"But I watched your show regularly!" Konata exclaimed. "You even did commercials."

"Yours was a weekly I never missed!" Haruhi also exclaimed. "I have all your manga."

"It can't be! I mean ... It would be nice. As an actor I could use the money ... This hobby isn't cheap, you know."

"I could use the extra dough myself. Brigade projects aren't low cost either."

"But if you & I are real ..."

"We can't be fictional characters ... We-"

"Actually you are BOTH fictional characters."

The two looked up as the afore-mentioned foriegner approached.

"Merely figments in the imaginations of various & sundry working through the auspices of Kyoto Animation."

"And just WHO are you!?" Demanded Haruhi.

"And just WHERE do you fit in!?" Konata demanded also.

The foriegner stopped, smiled & pulled out a pack of Chesterfields.

"Mind if I smoke?"

"YES!" More unison.

The man lit up anyway.

"Sorry ... In my uh ... 'timeline' ... Smoking was good for you."

"Oh ... When was that?" Haruhi wasn't about to let up. "Prehistoric times ... 1960s maybe?"

"When dinosaurs ruled the earth!" Konata declared.

The strangers' smile widened.

"An introduction IS in order. I already know who you are though."

"So again," said Haruhi. "WHO are you?"

"And what's the game? Asked Konata.

"As my show is from the United States & so long ago, it's not surprising you wouldn't know me."

"AAAAAND!" Even more unison.

"My name is Rod Serling," the man said looking at Haruhi then to Konata. "As for my 'fitting in', the writer of this story is a big fan of mine as he is of you both.

"And the 'game', at least for me, is to bring down the curtain so to speak."

"Bring down ...?"

"The curtain ...?"

"After wrap up/conclusion of course."

"Wrap up? Conclusion?" Haruhi questioned confused. "Like ... as you say ... In a story?"

"And why is our dialogue so coordinated?"

"You both have the same voice artist ... Japanese AND English dub."

"Oh come on!" Konata bristled. "You make this sound like an anime."

"And a bad one at that," Haruhi declared. "And I feel as real as I always have as I'm sure you."

"Unlike you, I AM real. I left the scene back in '75. Seems smoking wasn't so good for you after all."

"As for this 'wrap up'-"

"Does this mean we ... die ... or something?"

"Or something. One could chalk it up to both your shows having ceased airing but it's more involved than that."

Taking a drag on the cigarette, Serling looked at Haruhi & continued.

"It seems a certain young man has had about all he can stand & has made arrangements."

"Now just WHAT could Kyon do that-"

"And a not so really close friend of yours," the smiling smoker in the Kuppenhiemer suit turned to Konata, "has reached her limit as well."

"I know Kagami 'n I've had our differences but-"

"She may be following you soon. Her slightly younger sister may be drawing a thread in the near future."

"A thread? Wait a sec-"

"As for this 'wrap up'." Haruhi grabbed a book figuring the spine of a trade paperback to the base of the foriegners' skull to be sufficient. "You're not going down without a fight, so-"

"It's not I who's your worry."

Serling turned aside as the up to now ignored middle schooler at the entrance turned & walked towards the group. The pale, raven haired apparition fixed her penetrating crimson eyes on the two girls.

"No!" Haruhi screamed. "This isn't possible!"

"It can't be! This ain't real!" Konata pointed. "She's an anime character! She's-"

"My name ... is Ai ..."

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In a broad sense, the world ends for everyone. When we shed this mortal coil by fair means or foul, peacefully or other wise, it is just as final on an individual basis as it would on an astronomical scale. With these two cases in point, it wasn't with Mr. Eliots' bang or whimper but as a plaintive whine. Two pitiful shadows lost & wallowing in the darkness of  ... THE TWILIGHT ZONE.

Rodman Edward Serling
1924-1975 RIP

Storyline (only) copyright © 7-19-13 C V Ford

Rod Serlings' Wikipedia bio here.

The Twilight Zone TV series (1960s) Wikipedia entry here.

The Head Trip of Haruhi Suzumiya Pts 1, 2, & 3.

Lucky Star: Yak! Yakkity! Yak! here.

The Urban Legend-ary Girl: A Lucky Star Fan Fiction here.

My Gaijin American Boyfriend: A Luck Star Fan Fiction here.

The Big "What If" of Haruhi Suzumiya fan fiction here.

The Otakudom of Haruhi Suzumiya fan fiction here.

My Fellow American: A Lucky Star/Lucky Channel Fan Fiction here.

The 4th Wall of Haruhi Suzumiya fan fiction here.

C V Fords' fan fiction & profile page at fanfiction.net here.

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So Messed Up: A Hell Girl/Azumanga Daioh Fan Fiction

Credit: Dark LP from Zerochan.

So Messed Up

A Hell Girl/Azumanga Daioh Crossover Fan Fiction

by

C V Ford


Kikuri gazed fascinatedly on the large web at porches' end for what seemed hours. Her childs' mind unable to get around her obsessive attachment to the creature residing within. The large spider had been absent for over a day, her concern evident.

A movement some distance to the left turned her attention from the web directing it down the cart trail. Coming up the path she could see Miss Ai & ...

"Oh!" She cried in semi-sadistic glee. "Old lady's back!"

Hone Onna grimaced. Though glad the assignment over sooner than expected, she now had to cope with the attentions of "little miss nasty" & her pre-juvenile antics.

"Don't you have someone else to play with Kikuri ... -CHAN?" Putting emphasis on the pause & honorific. "I think I saw Yamawaro down the road a moment ago-"

"Waro! Waro! Waro! Waro!" The imp sped past down the cart trail, arms "airplaning" & disappeared past the turn.

"Truly the daughter of darkness," observed Wanyudo reclining on the porches' other end.

"You may not be far off on that," replied the bone woman.

Ai looked on disapprovingly though agreed inwardly. At times the child was quite a couple handsful & could be more trouble than she was worth.

Ren, seated on the steps, made an observation. "As we're all still here, I take it she didn't go through with it."

Ai hesitated. Yes. True, but more complicated.

"Her hatred was more than enough to summon me ... something ... else."

The trio looked on as she stepped inside. Mayhap e-mail had another request.

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Kaorin stepped briskly into the schools' main entrance, swinging her satchel in lighthearted rythym to her tread. A great weight had been lifted. She would not commit herself to the proposed bargain & the source of her years long torment would live ... And so would she.

The possibility of eternity in hell hadn't deterred her. She had been through a self inflicted one for almost three years. With over a nights' worth of considerable thought & soul searching, she faced the reality of it being of her own making & came to terms. With determination, it could be dealt with.

Rounding corner, she espied the slack jawed apparition staring her way from down the other end of the hall.

"As for you," she thought. "You're damn lucky something like you isn't worth such pain. There's too many like you for me to tear myself up over. A few more months til graduation & I'm out of here ... And you'll be out of my life ... forever."

Marching past the creepy litt teacher, she made it an obvious point to ignore his earnest/lame greeting. Her thoughts turned to the object of her years long obsession, a tear forming.

No. Though what she wanted would never be, she wouldn't ... COULDN'T ... bring herself to pull the string on Sakaki ... ever.


Storyline (only) copyright © 4-19-2013 C V Ford

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Authors' note: No ... I am not into "yuri-shipping". I just thought the plot twist to be interesting. This is a sorta' kinda' prequel to my story Not So Oblivious. Check it out!


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Ohayou Welcomes You: A Hell Girl Fan Fiction

Ohayou Welcomes You

A Hell Girl Fan Fiction

by

C V Ford


Manipulating the paddle-tiller, the pale, seemingly young one sighed as she surveyed the area about. This was not the usual & she should have felt glad when the God of Hell informed her that the "clients'" special request was granted. And yet ...

The doomed one bolted upright from the boats' keel & no further. Arms & legs held firmly in place by the litch talons emerging from the vessels' very wood grain. He knew his fate was sealed on gazing into the unblinking pale countenance of his captor. His inability to speak soon overcome & speak he did.

"This! ... Impossible! ... You ... This ... can't be real!"

"I ... am as real as any-"

"No! ... You're not! Your're-"

"I'm-"

"A fantasy! A television show ... a cartoon ... I ... even wrote ..."

His memories reassembled, congealing back to completeness & he reviewed. Coming back to him. Yes ... A fan of anime. Perhaps too much so ... Wrote fan fiction on various shows. Put them on his blog & "self published" on fanfiction dot net ... LOTS of them.

"But if you're ... WHY ME!?"

Things focused even clearer. Yes. He remembered now. He wrote a story about this very character & series. Like all his others he put some care into it & was thus well written ... unlike many of the works of other would-be authors on the net.

As luck would have it, he ran afoul of just such an author who had earlier written a story with a superficially similar plot & story line. In a private message, the writer had all but accused him of plagiarism.

Looking at the earlier work he noted that while the plotline was VERY roughly alike, it was nowhere nearly as well written, detailed & involved as his. In some places half coherent, in others tedious & tepid. Not to mention the bad grammer & punctuation/spelling mistakes. The interlaced, "obligatory" yuri subplot was of no help either.

Unknowingly, he had succeeded where the other had failed. The high view count along with the many reviews, faves, alerts, C2s & followings he got attested to that in contrast to the others' miniscule results.

In answer, he replied he had no knowledge of the previous work AND had no intention of deleting his story from the communal site. When the other repeated his original "charge", it was jokingly suggested the fellow summon up Hell Girl & "pull the string on me".

And now ... Wait!

He looked away from the kimono clad pale one & scanned the water about. This was not the shows' dark, stagnant, rock studded expanse with floating paper lanterns lighting the way. A huge, rolling waterway was before him. Ships could be seen in the distance. Tankers, freighters, ore carriers. Not far off, a bell buoy tolled its' call in tune with the waves. Gulls soaring overhead ...  Just like in his story.

Following the flight of the birds, his eyes rested on a sight chilling him farther inward than his very marrow allowed ... To the inverse depths of his now beyond damned soul.

As in his story ... He now ... more than knew ... Knew there were places making Hell seem mild. Making perdition even seem like Heaven in comparison.

"No! ... No! ... Nooooooo! ... You can't! ... Even the god of Hell can't be this cruel! You-"

"This ... is vengeance ... So I am to ferry you to-"

"Not that! ... Not this! ... I ... Anything .... ANYTHING but ... CLEVELAND!"

Storyline (only) copyright © 4-12-13 C V Ford


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Twice the Child of Hell: A Hell Girl/Azumanga Daioh Crossover Fanfic

... Miss Ai looked out over the twilit scarlet expanse ...

Twice the Child of Hell

A Hell Girl/Azumanga Daioh Crossover Fanfic

by

C V Ford


From the porch steps, Miss Ai looked out over the twilit scarlet expanse, lightly heaving an aprehensive sigh. It had been almost a week with nary a request/assignment. Almost unheard of considering the broken world & humankinds' thirst for vengeance.

A "miracle" ... almost. Miracles weren't allowed here.

As much as she & the others welcomed this unexpected rest, the knowledge of a sooner or later abrupt ending put a damper on enjoyment. The tension of "waiting for it" increased on every uneventful days' passing.

"The stress is obviously affecting the Miss," remarked Ren as he joined Honne Onna under the tree across the cart trail. "The longer this spell lasts, the more trouble it seems."

"Speaking of which," the Bone Woman replied. "Here comes trouble ..."

"Cliche ... but apt," as the relic spirit glanced down the trail.

Coming up the tree shrouded path, Yamawaro with Kikuri ... carrying something.

"Oh ... wonderful." It wasn't she disliked cats. The geisha actually loved them. But as it was with Kikuri ...

"So where have you young ones been?" Called Wanyudo from the far end of the porch.

"The princess decided to go THERE. I couldn't let her go by herself ..."

"If she jumped off a cliff," Hone Onna muttered, "would you ... never mind."

Ren grinned, "that's two cliches."

Ai cocked her head slightly, pointing at the gray furred bundle in Kikuris' arms.

"It followed us home!" The little imp enthused. "Can we keep it?"

"And ... three!" Ren declared.

"We were going down a side street when we saw this really tall girl petting it. As we passed, it spun around & bit her then ran off. Kikuri ran after & caught it. I think some blood was drawn."

"By the cat or the kid?" Asked the geisha.

Ren suppressed a laugh while Wanyudo smiled from the porch.

Was it ... SMILING at her?

Ai was about to answer Kikuri in the negative when the cat deftly leaped from the little girls' arms to where the Hell Girl now sat on the porch steps. The creature peered up into her eyes & scrutinized. Was it ... SMILING at her?

She reached over & proceeded to stroke the animals' soft fur. It started rubbing up against her leg, purring loudly.

"Be careful Miss Ai," Yamawaro warned. "He's a biter."

They all watched for half a minute as Ai gave the cat the attention it sought.

"Usually any creature wandering here doesn't stay very long," Ren thought aloud. "I wonder ..."

The cat brusquely turned its attention from Ai, walking to the front door & peered in.

"Kitteee hee, hee, hee!" Kikuri ran past Ai after the cat. On its' part, the animal lowered into a playful crouch as if to spring & did ... Into the little girls' arms. She hugged the creature close.

"They seem made for each other," stated Wanyudo.

"Too much so," observed Hone-Onna. "This may not bode well."

Ren looked over at the Bone Woman. "How can you-"

An all too familiar phrase sounded from within the interior of the cottage.

"Ai ... You have a message."

In resignation, Ai answered. "Thank you grandmother."

The geisha answered Ren. "See?"


Storyline (only) copyright © 4-3-13 C V Ford


Other Hell Girl fanfics:

Application here.

Damnation & Denial here.

Non-Negotiable here.


Christian Anime: Any Out There? here.


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Christian Anime: Any Out There?

Christian Anime: Any Out There?

There seems to be very little Christian Anime out there. Aside from The Flying House/Superbook it's next to nonexistant. What MIGHT come close is still way off the mark & most of it you wouldn't dare think of showing to a church group.


Apocalypse what the ... ! Asuka & Shinji contemplate the huge remains
of Rei/Lillith & Armageddons' aftermath in End Of Evangelion.

The Evangelion franchise: This is about as close to the book of Revelation as an anime gets. The fanservice (Even without the Gainax bounce!) is over the edge. The Kaballa is thrown in for good measure as well as turned on its' head. The violence & psychosexual weirdness are over the top in End of Evangelion. And nowhere in that dark "vision" is Christ to be found.

The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya: As much as I find the thought of the second coming personified in a whacked out guitar playing girl wearing a Playboy bunny outfit intrigueing ... well. Yes, she is God ... Yes, she is the center the universe orbits about ... Yes, she ... But ...As the theological ramifications could be beyond devastating ... One might want to leave this to older & wiser theologians.

Has trouble enough getting herself together let alone the world.
At times makes Cthulhu look cuddly.

Serial Experiments Lain: A head trip if there ever was one. All you really know is that the physical extension of an all powerful entity dwelling on the net (And all other forms of communication.) is trying to reconnect with itself. She's more than human while her other non/extra-human half has problems relating to the "real" world. So how do they get back together in a unified whole & set the world straight?

Along the way we run into conspiracies, urban legends, various belief systems & other wheels within wheels. Best NOT to figure it out & just enjoy the ride instead. Something for the Ecumenicals.

Fresh from the Third Crusade, Dante' cntemplates
wether he's in a genuine anime or a "faux ami"

Dantes' Inferno: I watched this at the suggestion of my brother, a great believer in Netflix. Seems it was sent to him by mistake but he & his family took it in anyway. Running across it at Half Price Books, I snapped it up.

Now I've not yet read Alighieris' book. But I have the feeling it doesn't read like a Dungeons & Dragons adventure as this flick does. I swear, it's as if the script writers wrote as if they were slinging many sided dice! "Pierce the heavens with your mighty scythe!" No ... wait! That's supposed to be a drill & from another definitely non-Christian anime at that (Though the Yoko Littner character in that one can be a "religious" experience in & of herself!).

I also think the book doesn't have Beatrice running about butt nekkid all the time either.

Take it from me ... You DON'T want to make a deal with this kid.

Hell Girl: At least one side gets mentioned & the consequences of messing with it.

At mid-nite, the Hells' Correspondence web site appears. Enter the name of the one you hate & the title character takes him/her to you know where (Cleveland!). For a price ... YOU! ... When it's your time to check out (Paper or spastic?).

The first season was pretty good, though the first four eps followed the same plot. Second, not so good. The third, well ... they pretty much jumped the shark by the end of the second ...

A quick shot of how Yuri Nakamura views God. From the attempt to trick
Kanadae into leading them to Him in the Angel Beats OVA/Episode 4.5.

Angel Beats: Catholics might like this one. Purgatory is a humungous high school boarding academy where young folks who had less than satisfactory lives come for a breather & unload spiritual/mental baggage ... Which would be great if it wasn't for this faction of ungrateful dead lashing out at God in their one sided war against a percieved angel. Kind of hard to attend class with all that shooting/racket going on.

One can only wonder ... If getting "killed" there results in your coming back, then what's the point in fighting? Towards the end they find it's not God they're fighting but their own inner demons thus keeping them from passing on.

The literally self doubting Motoko Kusanagi in Ghost In the Shell.

Ghost In the Shell (movie): Title character more machine than woman & self-doubting wether there is still a soul in that construct she inhabits, hence the title. I like the biblical reference about midway & at the end tying things up (1 Corinthians 13:11 & 12.).

The haibane of Old Home greet the new arrival.
L-R: Hikari, Kana, Kuu, Nemu, Reki, & Rakka.

Haibane Renmei: This is as close to Christian anime as one gets & I dearly love it. It's also the only one on this list I would feel comfortable showing in church (Unless someone in the congregation gets bent out of shape over that VERY brief bit of artistic nudity in the opening credits.).

Set in a semi-rustic, central European-like "purgatory" of simpler living, where souls sort out their reason for being there. Explores the consequences & bondage of the state of sin we are all under.

Think of Angel Beats without guns & the conflict being even more inner instead of external. As in Angel Beats, God is actually mentioned (Last episode.) though only in passing.

I can't really think of anything else. Maybe the folks at Beneath the Tangles can come up with something. Maybe they could even find something edifying in High School of the Dead ... Hmmmm ... probably not.


Neon Genesis Evangelion: OOOOO! Goodies In the Mail! here.

The Head Trip of Haruhi Suzumiya parts 1, 2, & 3.

Wikipedia article on Serial Experiments Lain here.

Wikipedia aritcle on Dantes' Inferno here.

Wikipedia article on Hell Girl here.

Angel Beats: Not a Haruhi Clone here.

Wikipedia article on Ghost In the Shell here.

Haibane Renmei: One Side of the Equation here.

Beneath the Tangles Christian anime blog here.


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My Fellow American: A Lucky Star/Lucky Channel Fanfiction

Not what's in the following fanfic but I thought it appropriate.
Translation on the Kanji & Hirugana anyone?

My Fellow American: A Lucky Star/Lucky Channel Fanfiction

by

C V Ford


"Luckeeeeeeeee Channel! ... Hiya Luckeeeeeees! ... Glad you could drop by to see me. I'm Akira Kogami ... "

"And I'm Minoru Shiraishi!"

"And lucky you all are today. For the first time EVER, we have a special guest."

"And special she is. A most interesting character on the Lucky Star program."

"And that would be?"

"Why Akira-san, she's none other than Patricia Martin ... And here she is!"

"Hello everyone ... I'm very pleased to meet all of you."

"So tell us about her Minoru."

"As our viewers all know by now, Patti-san ... I can call you Patty can't I?"

"Oh go right ahead."

"Thank you. As you all know-"

<"Don't get too familiar with the guest Shiraishi.">

"Patti-san is an American exchange student living/studying here in Japan immersing herself in the many aspects of our culture."

"Anime/manga is culture?"

"Oh yes Akira-san! I've been a devoted student of anime/manga. These are artforms totally unique to Japan. Nothing anywhere near like them anywhere else. I've learned so much of Japanese culture from them which has helped me in SO MANY ways."

"Is that so?"

"Yes Patti-san. Tell us how much it has enriched your life."

<"Still getting too familiar Shiraishi!">

"Well ... It has certainly helped build my language skills-"

<"Which explains why you sound so slangey & weird at times">

"-thus helping me in new discoveries."

"So ... And what uh ... discoveries would they be?"

"Yes! Tell us about anything new you may have learned!"

<"Still trying to chalk up brownies, aren't you?">

"Well, my most recent find concerns you Minoru."

<"Too informal! She's actually calling him by his given name!">

"Uh ... Me! ... I ..."

"Oh yes! ... It's about something you mentioned in our pre-program interview a few days ago that got me to thinking, so I decided to check up on it the moment I got back to my apartment that evening."

"And what would that be?"

<"Yeah ... Just what would THAT be? Shiraishi's about as fascinating as uncooked ramen ...">

"Remember when you told me that you were born in Los Angeles?"

<"Huh? ... He never mentioned anything like THAT to ME!>

"Uh ... Yeah. My parents were there a couple years for the company my dad works for ... Mom was going to be sent back here to have me but I was premature."

<"That explains a LOT. I thought it was because you were dropped too often as a baby.">

"I went & looked up some things & ... Well ... You're an American!"

"I'm ... What!?"

<"Woah! ... Something just got interesting!">

"Yes. A fellow American!"

"Now wait Patti-san ... How can that be ... I-"

"According to Ammendment 14 of the United States Constitution, ANYONE born there & uh ... 'subject to the jurisdiction thereof' ... Is a U.S. citizen."

"Now Patti ... I would hardly think that would apply to me. Considering I'm here & not there. I'm not ... What did you say? ... Oh yeah! ... I'm not 'subject to the jurisdiction thereof.' That's how you put it, right?"

"But you were when you were born there ... I mean ... Your parents were there on business, right?"

"Mmm ... yeah."

"And they weren't diplomatic people or other Japanese government staff, right?"

"Uh ... No ... They weren't ... but ..."

"Hold on a sec Martin-san! You mean to say Shiraishi here is a ... a ..."

"An American Citizen? Yes!"

"A ... gaijin!? ..."

"Now hold on just a minute Akira!"

"Ha! ... Snicker! ... Snort!"

"With all the rights & privileges that go with it! ... Oh! ... And here ... I have this for you."

"Ummm ... Just what is it? My English & Romanji are a bit rusty. I wouldn't know where to ..."

"Look at the top."

"What the- ... Those are my parents names, I can make that out & ... That's my name! ... What is this!?"

"A copy of a certificate of live birth from the county of Los Angeles."

"So that proves he's a ... Gasp! ... Chortle! ... Derp! ..."

"The next morning I phoned a friend in L. A. whose dad works there in city government. He got in touch with someone in public records. She then faxed this to me."

"No! ... This isn't happening ... I ..."

"This certifies that a Minoru Shiraishi was born to a ------------- & ---------- Shiraishi on --/--/-- at Ceders Sinai Hospital, city of Los Angeles, Los Angeles County, U.S.A.."

"Then he really IS a ... Bwa ha! ... Gi! ... Hee hee! ... "

"This ... This isn't ...!"

"Just think! ... When you come to my ... OUR ... country ... All you have to do is show them this. Immigration would pass you right through. You wouldn't need to go through the citizenship process ... You wouldn't-"

"This isn't right! It can't be true ... it ..."

"Oh man! I'm really lovin' this! Unbelievable! Bwa ha ha ha haaaa!"

"-You wouldn't even need a green card to work! You're already a-"

"Gaijin! Yee! Hee! Hee! Hee! Heeee!"

"But! ... But ... Sputter! ... Gheeeeh!"

"Oh God! ... Ha! Ha! Ha! Haa! Haaaaaa! Patti-san! ... This ... This is too much! ... Gehip! ... Harg! ... You ... You two're killin' me! H' hyuk!"

"But Akira-san ... It's true! Isn't this great Minoru?"

"No ... It's not!"

"By the way ... A notarized/certified copy of this is on its' way ... Care of this station."

"Nooooooooooooo!"

"And that's ... Grp! ... Smirk! ... about it for this episode ... snicker ... gasp! ... REMEMBER! ... Gasp! Wheeez! ... You heard it all here first on Luckeeeee Channel! ... Bye ni!

Title board slips/drops into place.

"Bwa! Ha! Ha! Haa! Haaaaaaa!"

"Now come on Akira! ... Both of you! ... I ... I was registered here in the Home Islands!"

"That means you have dual citizenship. Wow! You have the best of both worlds! You ..."

"But ... Har! ... Har! ... Gack! ... He's the worst at ... Heep! ... EVERYTHING!"

"I am not, darn it! ... And I'm just as Japanese as you are!"

"Hey! ... Whatever you say ... Gaijin! Bwa! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Haa! Haaaaaaaa!"

"A ... ki ... raaaaah!"

Bzzzzzzzzzzt! Boop! Dark screen.


Storyline (only) copyright © 2-5-2013 Jay Agan


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Puella Magi Madoka Magica: NOT the Usual Fluff

What I originally thought to be kiddy tripe turns out to be an interesting show.
L-R: Kyubey (on shoulder) with magical girls Madoka Kaname,
Sayaka Miki, Mami Tomoe, Kyoko Sakura, & Homura Akemi.

Puella Magi Madoka Magica: NOT the Usual Fluff

by

Jay Agan


Normally I steer clear of the magical girl sub-genre. That sachariny, cutesy-patootsie garbage makes me beyond ill. I had fun in the 90s making fun of the insipid Sailor Moon show on Fox Kids  on my days off but that's about it.

I scoffed when an aquaintance suggested Puella Magi Madoka Magica to me (Another has been trying to get me to watch ... gasp! ... My Little Pony, Friendship Is Magic! That's another gory story entirely ... ). After months of on/off again passive derision & just plain avoidance I fell across the Wikipedia review & episode guide & later decided to give it a try when I "discovered" Crunchityroll.

Gotta admit. This ain't the usual cup o' bubbly barf you'd expect.

Take:

Sailor Moon ... Hell Girl ... Neon Genesis/End of Evangelion ... Bedazzled ... Wishmaster ... Throw in a bit of Peter Max & Terry Gilliam ... And you have ...

A semi-deep, non-superficial tale of young ladies making Faustian bargains with what at first appears to be a benevolent spirit but in reality a satanic manipulator & user. Why satanic? One episode has a scene reminiscent of Christs' temptation wherein the "demonic" Kyubey or "Incubator" tries to cajole the protagonist Madoka into "drinking the Kool-Aid". Promising wonderful things if only she'd give in.

The arrangement seems wonderful at first: Become a "magical girl" trope in order to fight evil & your one fondest wish will be granted. Such a deal! Over the course of several episodes Kyubey gradually reveals the rest of the contract as nothing more than a scam to use selected humans as "energy sources" for his races' use. Oh yeah. It's also shown that after time, the ultimate fate of all magical girls, in spite of steps taken to prevent, is to gradually sink into a state of despair & trans-form into "witches", the very enemies they're fighting, which are also being used for the same purpose.

By the way ... Unlike most of those insipid "magical girl" shows, one can get killed in the course of fighting evil ... Painfully so.

In short, one is sucked into a sick, little game manipulated by the Incubators for their own ends.

Samuel Goldwyn once said: "A verbal contract isn't worth the paper it's printed on."

Whenever making agreements/covenants with seemingly benevolent entities (Especially the cute, puppy/kitty looking kind!) be sure you get it in writing & have your lawyer go over the fine print FIRST. Otherwise ... NO DEAL!

What I thought to be a kool touch was the Homura characters' supplementing her powers
with conventional weapons. Using her "time stopping" ability, Colt .45s, a Desert Eagle
& a shotgun are taken from the locker room of a local Yakusa hangout. She's later seen
making & using pipe bombs!

A couple of spoilers: Madoka, the main protagonist, doesn't become a magical girl until the last of the twelve episode series (This may seem aggravating at first but the pay-off is worth it!). When she does, she "folds the situation in on itself". Watch & see.

Too bad Aniplex doesn't know how to  market anime very well, otherwise I'll just have to wait a good looooong while for it to come out in a box set ... On Amazon ... Sale price ... USED! This releasing a series in overpriced 3 to 4 episode dribs n' drabs just doesn't cut it with me. I WILL get this one when conditions are right.

Article (only) copyright © 1-24-2013 Jay Agan


Wikipedia review of Puella Magi Madoka Magica here.

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