SHF High-school Fanfic

[DannyTheDaikon]

Nyaaaa!

Night~

good night Your Stabbyness

 

[quagma]

*is dead, but cognizant*
A bucket lays there, unmoving. It is filled with a half dozen octopus corpses. The stench of rot is distinctly absent. They are dry and hard to the touch.
*noises of slow decay*
*ambient room sounds*
*****
(In the adjacent reality, overlapping the previous one)
*is alive, but unaware*
Here, the bucket is filled with a half dozen fresh octopus bodies. No spark animates this flesh. Instead, it remains soft and moist, and free of decomposition.

 

[FlutterOfCrows]

@FlutterOfCrows What book would you leave me with if I had to juggle myriad multiverses and timelines?

*Leaves two books, How to Manage Universal Time and Space by the First Noodle, and How to Ensure Chaos and Growth in Timelines by the Lord Who Walks Backwards.*

 

[DannyTheDaikon]

eee... good morning?

 

[Simple_Russian_Boi]

eee... good morning?

Morning

 

[MatchaChocolate69]

"How not to die while doing something stupidly dangerous"

I don't know if I'll make it home this time, Mama

*Leaves two books, How to Manage Universal Time and Space by the First Noodle, and How to Ensure Chaos and Growth in Timelines by the Lord Who Walks Backwards.*

Thank you, Furuta-san!

eee... good morning?

Morning

Good morning!

 

[MatchaChocolate69]

*is dead, but cognizant*
A bucket lays there, unmoving. It is filled with a half dozen octopus corpses. The stench of rot is distinctly absent. They are dry and hard to the touch.
*noises of slow decay*
*ambient room sounds*
*****
(In the adjacent reality, overlapping the previous one)
*is alive, but unaware*
Here, the bucket is filled with a half dozen fresh octopus bodies. No spark animates this flesh. Instead, it remains soft and moist, and free of decomposition.

*is curious*

 

[GoodPerson]

*is dead, but cognizant*
A bucket lays there, unmoving. It is filled with a half dozen octopus corpses. The stench of rot is distinctly absent. They are dry and hard to the touch.
*noises of slow decay*
*ambient room sounds*
*****
(In the adjacent reality, overlapping the previous one)
*is alive, but unaware*
Here, the bucket is filled with a half dozen fresh octopus bodies. No spark animates this flesh. Instead, it remains soft and moist, and free of decomposition.

Is this what happened when I was gone? Damn, so all that stinky smell came from you, a rotting eldritch.

 

[SsemouyOnan]

*is dead, but cognizant*
A bucket lays there, unmoving. It is filled with a half dozen octopus corpses. The stench of rot is distinctly absent. They are dry and hard to the touch.
*noises of slow decay*
*ambient room sounds*
*****
(In the adjacent reality, overlapping the previous one)
*is alive, but unaware*
Here, the bucket is filled with a half dozen fresh octopus bodies. No spark animates this flesh. Instead, it remains soft and moist, and free of decomposition.

Itadakimasu

 

[SsemouyOnan]

Is this what happened when I was gone? Damn, so all that stinky smell came from you, a rotting eldritch.

There wasn't any smell at all... You're imagining things.

 

[GoodPerson]

There wasn't any smell at all... You're imagining things.

 

[Simple_Russian_Boi]

I fucked up. No weekends for me.

 

[Voidiris]

I fucked up. No weekends for me.

That sucks.

 

[Simple_Russian_Boi]

That sucks.

Yep. At least I don't have to work as much, but it still sucks. Gonna spend all my time trying to steal someone's WiFi to download HSR.

 

[DannyTheDaikon]

I fucked up. No weekends for me.

Yep. At least I don't have to work as much, but it still sucks. Gonna spend all my time trying to steal someone's WiFi to download HSR.

At least you'll have something to kill time with

 

[GoodPerson]

Yep. At least I don't have to work as much, but it still sucks. Gonna spend all my time trying to steal someone's WiFi to download HSR.

It's not stealing if you use it for productivity. Besides, it's not their wi-fi. It's-

 

[MatchaChocolate69]

Update:
I have finally completed the fourth part. It took longer than I thought.
9200 words in total.

There are still 2 parts left.
And they will be tough, especially the next one.
But it's the one I was most eagerly anticipating to write.

Spoiler: SNEAK PEEK

"We're under attack, an Eldritch entity is approaching!"
"Alpha Phi?!" Theirl asks, worried.
"It doesn't seem like her." the nekomimi shakes her head.
"How did they find us?" wonders the journalist.

"Activate the Anti-Eldritch fields!" W orders.

An unsettling music is heard.
The volume is extremely loud and oppressive.
It emanates from outside the spaceship.

"The Soviet March! This means…"

“Our Soviet Union conquers
The whole world from Europe to the Neva to the east
Above the ground everywhere will sing:
The capital, vodka, the Soviet bear!”

"Give me the image!"

Three figures stand at the foot of the spaceship.
The little loli, President Corty, is in the center holding a megaphone, with Ssemouy whispering in her ear.

"M-MEANIES! Umm, etto… on behalf of the council… what is it I have to say again, onee-tan?"
Ssemouy pats Corty's head, caressing her blonde hair.

"Corty-chan, my beloved little sister... you simply have to say SURRENDER OR DIE. Though the outcome will be the same either way," whispers the woman with a malicious grin.

"O-ok, onee-tan... SURRENDER OR DIE!" yells the blonde into the megaphone, parroting everything the evil secretary tells her.

"Move aside, little ones."
With two of his many arms, the imposing figure behind the two moves Corty and Ssemouy aside, stepping past them.

A grim expression on his face, while his glasses sparkle, promising nothing good.
Eldritch Affairs Liaison: Simple Russian Boi.

"Blyat! Where are Midnight and Azure when you need them? Do I really have to deal with this myself?!"

W's expression darkens at the sight of the image on the holographic screen.

"Slavic Mama and Killer Queen! The Eldritch Family is here! Shizuki, let's get ready to leave!"

"Козлова!!! It's time to settle scores!"
The eldritch begins to crack his numerous hands.

 

[Simple_Russian_Boi]

Update:
I have finally completed the fourth part. It took longer than I thought.
9200 words in total.

There are still 2 parts left.
And they will be tough, especially the next one.
But it's the one I was most eagerly anticipating to write.

Spoiler: SNEAK PEEK

"We're under attack, an Eldritch entity is approaching!"
"Alpha Phi?!" Theirl asks, worried.
"It doesn't seem like her." the nekomimi shakes her head.
"How did they find us?" wonders the journalist.

"Activate the Anti-Eldritch fields!" W orders.

An unsettling music is heard.
The volume is extremely loud and oppressive.
It emanates from outside the spaceship.

"The Soviet March! This means…"

“Our Soviet Union conquers
The whole world from Europe to the Neva to the east
Above the ground everywhere will sing:
The capital, vodka, the Soviet bear!”

"Give me the image!"

Three figures stand at the foot of the spaceship.
The little loli, President Corty, is in the center holding a megaphone, with Ssemouy whispering in her ear.

"M-MEANIES! Umm, etto… on behalf of the council… what is it I have to say again, onee-tan?"
Ssemouy pats Corty's head, caressing her blonde hair.

"Corty-chan, my beloved little sister... you simply have to say SURRENDER OR DIE. Though the outcome will be the same either way," whispers the woman with a malicious grin.

"O-ok, onee-tan... SURRENDER OR DIE!" yells the blonde into the megaphone, parroting everything the evil secretary tells her.

"Move aside, little ones."
With two of his many arms, the imposing figure behind the two moves Corty and Ssemouy aside, stepping past them.

A grim expression on his face, while his glasses sparkle, promising nothing good.
Eldritch Affairs Liaison: Simple Russian Boi.

"Blyat! Where are Midnight and Azure when you need them? Do I really have to deal with this myself?!"

W's expression darkens at the sight of the image on the holographic screen.

"Slavic Mama and Killer Queen! The Eldritch Family is here! Shizuki, let's get ready to leave!"

"Козлова!!! It's time to settle scores!"
The eldritch begins to crack his numerous hands.

Dear son, Козлова - is a feminine version of the last name Козлов.

Best regards, your Mama.​

 

[MatchaChocolate69]

Dear son, Козлова - is a feminine version of the last name Козлов.

Best regards, your Mama.​

Thank you, mama. It is my fate to get genders and pronouns wrong in any language...

 

[Simple_Russian_Boi]

Thank you, mama. It is my fate to get genders and pronouns wrong in any language...

You can send me parts with Russian, I'll check them out.