[Fanfiction] Thar's YCM Pairings (PG-16)

[Thar]

Can we just stop bringing up the fact that this is a children's card game forum, please? <.<

 

The title says it's PG-16, so if people under that age read it, then it was at their own risk. I'm not responsible for being a bad example in that regard.

[Lt. Colonel Remo]

>Yin is reading this thread

 

PLEASE GUYS LETS DROP IT AND JUST MOVE ON TO THE PAIRINGS PLEASE GUYS I DON'T WANT TO LOSE THIS GEM PLEASE GUYS

[Night]

Yes Night, you should be following the rules. You ARE a mod, after all.

 

Btw, you mad. I like Tormey's work.

 

I still expect the Mod orgy to happen, with J-Max hosting. Which makes me wonder . . . how are these even being allowed on a "childrens card game websute"!? (X3)

 

 

I'm fine with it, anything with JMax however should probably be strayed away from. 

There's also been much worse, you're probably not recalling the guy who made a fic with it's entirety filled with detailed descriptions of him and Zextra engaging in sexual acts. 

 

Also, I might just be the only one, but Zextra x Random pervert would make me so happy ;_; 

[Mugendramon]

Do you just write whatever comes to mind or do you actually plan these out?

 

Stop whining would you kindly.

[goddamnit names are a pain]

 

The title says it's PG-16, so if people under that age read it, then it was at their own risk. I'm not responsible for being a bad example in that regard.

That's like saying its a curious child's fault if they look up what porn is.

 

=3

 

But this stuff is gold. Too bad I don't read some of them as actual YCMers. I can't help but imagine completely different characters at times. Also I suck with names. 

[Lt. Colonel Remo]

 

There's also been much worse, you're probably not recalling the guy who made a fic with it's entirety filled with detailed descriptions of him and Zextra engaging in sexual acts. 

 

Also, I might just be the only one, but Zextra x Random pervert would make me so happy ;_; 

ZextraxCherry

 

it could totally work

[Mugendramon]

ZextraxSatan

 

same result, really

[Lt. Colonel Remo]

So can we agree on ZextraxSatanxCherry as double trouble for Zextra?

[Jake the Sage]

Can we just stop bringing up the fact that this is a children's card game forum, please? <.<

 

The title says it's PG-16, so if people under that age read it, then it was at their own risk. I'm not responsible for being a bad example in that regard.

 

I wasn't meaning anything by it I just thought it was funny in an odd kind of way.

 

I'm fine with it, anything with JMax however should probably be strayed away from. 

There's also been much worse, you're probably not recalling the guy who made a fic with it's entirety filled with detailed descriptions of him and Zextra engaging in sexual acts. 

 

Why should anything with J-Max be avoided? I never said we had to focus on thing he would enjoy . . . And I had no clue that someone even posted a story like that. Bet it was locked and deleted pretty quick, hu?

 

Stop whining would you kindly.

 

ZextraxCherry

 

it could totally work

 

[Thar]

I was worried that this would turn into Sora x Mugen for a moment, but luckily I segued out of that.

 

Enjoy!

 

[spoiler=Try Hard Ons - Sora x Advo (4,925 words)]The slums of the YCM Clubs and Organizations forum echoed from the neighboring courthouse celebrating the engagement of Creator and Lora, giving their own share of support and happiness with a few chunks of bricks and dust falling off the abandoned buildings that once used to house some of the most successful clubs in the city. At the far reaches of the slums sat what used to be the house for the Absolute Powerforce, which now lay in ruins. Next to it, the vehicle that operated a wrecking ball stood vacant of a driver, but based on the dust still lingering above the ground where the building was at, it was just recently used.

The celebration of the engagement must have muffled out the sound of the building being wrecked as Mugen, the city attorney and squad commander of the area, walked out of the courthouse, letting the heckling of the celebration escape the front doors. He walked down the stairs with his hands in his pocket, head looking at the circular slab at the bottom step that bordered the marble statue of Marblezone, and sighed a frustrated groan.

“I swear, there is just no justice anywhere,” he muttered with gritted teeth behind his closed lips, “Why is Yin even a judge? That pervert Jake comes off almost as much of a loli as J-Max, and he only gets out with a warning? What good is keeping him around other than to hold up that stupid Hotel and keep the pointless hype of DEF 2 going?” He walked past the statue, looking back at it up at Marblezone’s chiseled face, “Wish you were still here, Marble. With you around, blokes like Jake wouldn’t go off so easily.”

Mugen pulled out his walkie-talkie, calling his squad for their position. Various replies reported a decent layout of the slums and a surprisingly low amount of vandalism. Mugen sighed in satisfaction, but couldn’t help feeling like there needed to be more crime. The slums may be crumbling and practically useless, but they were the perfect place to hold secret meetings and hiding places for lovemaking before the order was made to keep watch over it.

“This was also Yin’s decision,” Mugen growled, “watch over these crumbling piles of sh*t. All you’ll find here are pieces of trash that blow in from the wind. You want me to arrest the WIND? Oh wind, you’re such a troublemaker, blowing everyone that walks b-”

Mugen was cut off by a loud crack across the street. It wasn’t a building; bricks don’t make that kind of cracking noise. The only possibility was that someone had stepped on it, which means someone was hiding between the buildings, “Finally, some action, I hope…” Mugen pulled out his walkie-talkie, “I believe we have a lurker just across the street from the courthouse.” Again, various replies came in, acknowledging the call. Some reported that they were on their way to investigate. Others compromised that they would hold their position and keep watch. Mugen speed-walked across the street and pressed his back against one of the buildings, scuffling towards the gap between is neighbor towards the sound of two people starting to breathe deeply and whisper to each other.

“You still wanna do this?” One voice said.

“Of course, we came all this way past the watchers.” Another replied, almost as if tears were in their eyes, “I just can’t take holding myself back from you. I want you, Sora.”

Mugen gagged, eyeing an officer that came around the corner and receiving the order to go around the other building. Gun in hand, Mugen came up to the corner, attempting to get a peek from around it to scout the scene before he made an appearance to the two lovers.

“Stop what you’re doing!” Mugen drew his gun, aiming at Sora, who was half-naked in his briefs with his overly-sized white T-shirt revealed one shoulder through the collar opening. His hands were up, taking the bait as the other person stood up in the shadows and bolted out of the alleyway, disappearing before Mugen could regain his balance after being knocked aside. The other officer appeared from around the opposite corner, gun drawn but not aimed at Sora, whose hands were still up.

“You’re gonna shoot me for being a playa?” Sora’s voice was arrogant in defense of being held at gunpoint.

Mugen scoffed, “A playa?” He looked in the direction of where the other person was running, From a distance, he could see short, brunette hair waving with the wind as well as loose trousers that barely held onto the person’s waist, “Looks like a guy to me.”

“What are you, blind?” Sora spat, “If ya had the decency to not point your guns at us, she wouldn’t have been so shy.”

“Enough of your excuses!” The other officer tightly grabbed Sora’s shoulder, grabbing his arm with his other hand, “Regardless of what your sexuality is, you were trespassing on private property!” As the cuffs constrained Sora’s ability to show Mugen his middle finger.

“I’m straight, I tell you!”

“You’re about as straight as the stick you carelessly stepped on to reveal your little ‘hideout’.” Mugen snarled, “You’re coming with us either way. What you just did was necrobumped the former housing of the Anime Nation. It’s a good thing Desu weren’t here, or else you wouldn’t be so mercifully spared with me.”

“Don’t give me your policeman sass, f*ggot!” Sora smiled, hesitating to succumb to walking where the officer guided him, “You’re just jealous because the ladies never appreciated you even WITH your promotion!”

“Ah, come off it, you sore thumb!” The other officer forced out a laugh for Mugen’s benefit, leaving Sora to grumble and moan as he was forced into the court building. Mugen put his gun back into its holster, crossing his arms and sighing, “Even if the guy WAS a girl, you can never tell nowadays.” He pulled out his walkie-talkie again, “I need the Anime Nation building locked and ready for demolition.”

A simultaneous “Roger!” followed.

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Sora was brought to the YCM Mod Department, which was stationed in the main Hub of the city. He was brought into the probation room, where a woman with a needle stood. Her expression told Sora and everyone in the building that she wished she was doing better things, but the money keeps her around. Sora’s eyes were wide as he glared at the needle. The woman pushed the syringe a tad to make a neon-green liquid squirt out, which Sora winced at.

“Oh god, what the hell is that?” Sora gasped.

“It’s your probation,” the officer harshly responded, placing Sora’s arm on a stand and pushing a button on the side to lock it in place with a thick brace. Sora reacted by struggling to pull it out, but the officer slapped him in the back of the head, “Don’t make this any harder than it needs to be. It’s no use, anyway. You’ll never get out of this brace.”

Sora could feel the needle penetrate his flesh as the officer spoke. He grimaced and gritted his teeth, letting out a groan that only made the officer laugh. Sora could feel his veins tingle throughout his body for a few seconds before the tingling stopped. The brace opened, and the needle was pulled out; the look on the woman’s face did not change. Sora grabbed his wrist and examined his arm, “What was that?”

“I told you, it’s your probation. This liquid has a tracking device, so if you’re naughty again, we’ll be able to find you.”

Sora sighed, “I’m telling you, the person I was with was a GIRL.”

“Ah, quit the defensive attitude, kid. We’re watching you either way.” The officer pointed toward the door, “Now get outta here! Take a right at the door and take the sidewalk to the front of the building. When you reach the gate guard, hold up your wrist.”

Sora raised a brow, looking at his wrist, “Why?” The lady behind him grabbed his arm and stamped a “W” in dark red ink on his wrist. Sora looked at it, “…oh.”

“No more questions. Beat it.” Sora obeyed, taking the path as instructed and showed the gate guard the “W.” Along the sidewalk past the gate, Mugen stood leaned up against the gate.

“So, I see you got the ‘W,’” Mugen said, turning his head to face Sora, “I’m surprised they didn’t just put you in prison. You probably would’ve enjoyed the showers.”

“I’m not gay!” Sora yelled, “You don’t even know the person I was with. She took my pants and ran with them-” Sora paused and looked down to see he was still in his briefs, “Ah, I forgot she still has my pants.”

“You’re an idiot…” Mugen sighed, facepalming, “…come with me. I’ll get you some f*cking pants.” Sora followed Mugen to the Shopping plaza, with was a block away from the Mod Department. Shops decorated the sides of the roads, each providing essentials for visitors of YCM City including souvenirs, scratch tickets, and even “get out of jail free” cards that cost as much as bail. Sora paid no mind to the other shops as he continued to trail Mugen into the main clothing store.

The unnaturally red-haired clerk turned to face the new customers, “Welcome to Whysees! May I be of ass-” She stopped when she eyed Sora’s briefs, turning red in the cheeks, “…istance?”

“Yes, you can,” Mugen replied, “I need pants for my friend here.”

The clerk nodded, “Right away. I think I can see what size he is…” Her face turned redder as she turned away to shuffle through the jeans section, picking out the size that would best fit Sora, “Here, these should be perfect. Try them on in this dressing room… if you like. I don’t mind if you change out here either…”

Mugen gagged, “Dressing room’s fine, good lord…” Mugen waved Sora toward the doors to the dressing room, “In you go, Sora!”

Sora was already wearing the jeans when Mugen turned around, “What? I’m not taking anything off, you know.” Sora grinned, and the clerk giggled. Mugen sighed as the clerk walked up to the cash register.

“That’ll be 3000 points.”

Sora reached into the pants pockets, “Ah dang, I don’t have any money.”

“Of course you don’t, ya dolt! They’re a brand new pair of f*cking jeans!” Mugen stormed up to the counter and whipped out his Points card, “You owe me your soul for doing this!” The clerk swiped the card and handed it back to Mugen. Grabbing Sora by the collar, they both walked out of the store.

The clerk waved at them as they left, “Come again!” When she saw that they both left, she cuddled up in her arms on the counter, “Please, Sora, come again…”

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Night came, dusking over the main Hub of the city. The buzz that took place filled the circular brick lot with mingling late-stayers. Street performers had dibs on every corner, spitting out whatever sounds they called music in hopes of drawing a crowd. Some performers were successful; others not so much. Amidst the groups of spectators were officers in uniform, keeping a sharp eye out for rule-breakers.

Sora was one of the singled-out people of the crowd, lying down on one of the cinderblock holders of soil that laid the foundation of a small tree, one of several that surrounded the center of the lot. Sora was dressed in his cosplay as Gilgamesh, where if it were a sunny say, his polished plastic armor would glisten. His spiked hair was messed up from being lied upon on the cinderblocks, which made Mugen chuckle when he passed by him while on duty.

“Can’t draw a crowd?” Sora flinched at the voice directed at him, seeing Mugen glaring at him with crossed arms.

“Damn it, Mugen, I was taking a nap.”

“In THAT get-up?”

“This is my night-life outfit,” Sora got up from the cinderblock holder, arching backwards to crack his back with a groan.

“You sure you weren’t just hoping some guy would come up and grope you?”

“I’M NOT GAY!” Sora drew the attention of the entire lot for a full two seconds. He looked around at the distracted faces, not saying a word before they turned back to their own business, “I was just gonna prove it to you, actually.”

“Oh, you have proof?” Mugen raised a brow, “Do tell.”

“I will!” Sora stood with his head held high, “We’re… I’M going to the strip club tonight. You can come along too, but we WON’T be together, and I will show you my true attraction to girls.”

Mugen chuckled, “If you insist. I have nothing to do. I got called in as an extra for this lot anyway. I can come and go as I please.”

“Then let’s go.” Sora stretched to the sky and did some squats. Mugen rolled his eyes at the sight, following Sora as he strutted down one of the pathways leading away from the main Hub and into the dense city streets. Just past the first lot, he crossed the street and took a right, running right into a building covered in purple lights and a neon-pink sign that read “SKYPE.” Sora took a deep breath, walking up to the guard at the door and flashing an ID card that he pulled out of his back pocket.

“The name’s Sora. I have a membership here.”

The guard looked at him with a raised brow, “You really expect to get the ladies in THAT?”

“You underestimate the charisma of Gilgamesh!” Sora said with a boastful voice, putting a hand to his chest. The guard shook his head, standing aside for Sora to enter the building. Mugen followed, rolling his eyes at the guard to show his mutual feelings, which the guard acknowledged with a noticeable sigh and a shrug.

“Look at this, Mugen. Look at all these hot babes!” Sora twisted his shoulders to crack his back again, “Look at my crotch, Mugen. I have a boner already!”

Mugen hesitated at first, but looked down at the crease in between Sora’s jean legs, scoffing, “Well, I’m looking at it, but I’m not seeing it.”

“It’s just the jeans. Don’t worry; they’ll be coming off soon.”

Mugen looked away and gagged, “You ARE wearing something under those, right?” Mugen looked back to see Sora wearing skin-right black spandex trousers that went down to just above his knees.

“Relax, Muges. I save the rest for the private room.” Sora turned his back on Mugen to approach the bar bordering the catwalk that stretched down the center of the room, calling for the bartender to serve him a root beer. Mugen sighed, keeping an eye out for any troublemakers. He could hear Sora trying to pick up girls that walked by.

“Um, excuse me, but…” Mugen could hear a faint voice just beside him. He looked over to see a familiar red-head dressed in a white t-shirt with a slit coming down the collar and up the waist, bottomed off with glittery red booty shorts. The red-haired girl flinched at the recognition of Mugen, turning cherry red, “…oh, it’s you… sorry.”

“Sorry?” Mugen had a brow raised, “It’s your job to pick up guys here, right?”

“Y-yes…” she muttered, “…but you’re an officer of the law. It just doesn’t seem right…”

“Hey, don’t you work at the clothing store?” The girl sighed and looked back at Mugen.

“Yes, I work there. That’s one of several jobs I have…” she stuttered as she spoke, trying her hardest not to avoid eye contact.

“Well…” Mugen paused, looking over at Sora, who was still sitting alone, “If you’re looking for someone to pick up, that guy over there could use some company.”

The girl looked over, eyes widening at the sight, “Sora…!” She gasped with both hands covering her mouth as she turned away to catch her breath. Mugen looked back and forth between the two and scratched his head.

“What’s the matter?” Mugen put a hand on her shoulder, “You know him?”

The girl looked up at Mugen, “I wish I did…” she slowly stood back up, “…but I don’t think he’s interested in me…”

“Oh I’m sure he is,” Mugen put his hand on her back and pushed her along with him as he walked towards Sora, “He’ll love you, trust me! He says he’s really into girls.” Mugen rolled his eyes at his own sarcasm, but the girl didn’t catch it. She hesitated, resisting Mugen’s force and staying a good distance from Sora, “You’re one shy kitten. What’s your name?”

The girl choked on her words before she managed to get some out, “…A-Advo.”

“Advo… I’ll introduce you. You stay here and I’ll be right back.” Mugen came up to Sora, putting a hand on his shoulder as Advo saw him point over to her. Sora followed his finger to the familiar re-haired girl, nodding in approval. She could not make out what they were saying; she could only look away with her hands behind her back, tracing letters in the floor with her foot. Her cheeks were red and her heart started to beat heavier.

“Well, hello there, Advo,” Sora suddenly appeared next to her, startling her, “Didn’t recognize you with that red hair. I like it.” Advo was speechless, barely able to breathe properly as she struggled maintain a calm attitude. Sora laughed as he grabbed her hand, which made her freeze where she stood and look up at Sora. His face looked into hers with eyes that pierced into her soul.

“S-Sora…” Advo grew week in the knees, unable to move.

“Don’t act so shocked,” Sora said, “You’re only doing your job, right?”

Advo gasped and stood up straight, “Yes! Yes, I’m only doing my job!” She started to laugh but immediately stopped, clearing her throat, “Well, Sora… do you want a…”

“A private dance?” Sora finished her sentence. Advo’s cheeks were still red as she nodded in response. Sora said nothing, for he understood the gesture. The two walked through purple curtains down a hallway with a sign above it that said “Private Rooms”, where Mugen imagined what they would do.

“They grow up so fast,” Mugen said, wiping an imaginary tear, and making for the exit.

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By the time SKYPE closed down for the night, Sora and Advo were still in the private room. Advo was on top of Sora, who had his hands on the lowest possible place on her back before it touched his legs. They appeared to both be asleep as three guards scanned the area for late-stayers, seeing the two still sitting down.

“Hey you! Cosplayer! The club’s closed, and you’re not supposed to touch our employees!” One of the guards shouted as he pulled out his nightstick, approaching him. Sora could only open his eyes enough to see the man’s blurred out figure getting bigger, which was enough to make him flinch out of his seat and wake up Advo, who groaned and stretched, turning to see the guard. She made a short squeal, jumping off of Sora as she grabbed his hand and booked it past the security.

“Stop! He’s escaping!” The guards chased the pair down, but by the time they busted through the front door, Sora and Advo were gone. The guards scoffed, going back inside to finish their closing duties. At this point, midnight was several hours ago, and the only noise that could be heard in the city was the crickets in the background. Sora and Advo were snickering as they made their way around the building after the guards were gone, nearly falling over from both laughter and sleep deprivation.

“Wow, who knew you were a rebel?” Sora’s speech sounded impaired.

“Rebel?” Advo’s speech was relatively sober, “I never liked those guys. They can be jerks sometimes.”

“A lot like the watch squad in Clubs and Organizations.”

Advo paused, “You mean Mugen? The guy you came in the club with?”

Sora shrugged, “It’s… a long story. I’ll tell you about it later.” The two walked down the streets of downtown YCM, holding hands and swinging them up to their highest point where their shoulders didn’t twist out of their sockets. As they exchanged loving looks accompanied by smiles, the horizon ahead of them began to glow.

“Sunrise already?” Sora said in confusion, “Isn’t it only four thirty in the morning?” Advo froze for a second, tightening her grip on Sora’s hand and dragging him along with her, “Whoa, where are you taking me?”

“The sun’s rising!” Advo said with joy, “They say if you are inside the city church when the sun comes up, it’s like a disco!”

Sora laughed at the image, “But wouldn’t there be some sort of service going on?”

“It’s not even morning yet! There’s no one there!”

“Fair enough.” Sora gave in to questions as they ran along the roads that led to the city chapel that lingered along the edge of downtown and into the empty fields just before the ruins of Clubs and Organizations. Sora looked beyond the chapel at the fields, “This would make the perfect graveyard.”

Advo shrugged, “It would, but everyone here is dead anyway, so if you ask me there wouldn’t be enough room.” She giggled, pulling Sora into the chapel with a devious grin. Sora fell weak to the pull as they both entered a large room surrounded by stained glass and gothic-style arches and columns. Benches were placed in neat rows and columns throughout the far half of the room, leading to what appeared to be a sacrificial alter with a book on a glass stand.

“Do they even have services here anymore? Seems more like they sacrifice virgins here.”

Advo laughed, “That explains why Rapid isn’t around.” Sora choked on his own spit at the comment, leaving Advo to fall on the floor and hold her belly in laughter. Sora coughed vigorously as he pulled Advo up from the floor. The embrace that followed made Sora weak in the knees, making him fall down with her.

“Oops,” Sora gasped in a flirtatious way, “I fell. I should get up.”

Advo knew he was joking, but she played along by pushing his back down into her, giggling, “No, stay down here with me. Let’s enjoy the light show from the ground.” Sora’s attention was grabbed by the window that began to glare, letting loose a blinding light that refracted with the colored glass panels and decorated the room. Advo’s eyes were sparkling with tears at the sight, rendered speechless, “Wow, Sora…” she gasped, “Have you ever seen such a marvelous sunrise?”

Sora could not break his gaze from Advo, “I’ve seen better…” Advo looked into Sora’s eyes and let more tears fall, “…but I’ve never witnessed anything more radiant than your face at the clothing store.” Advo began to weep at the remark, resisting the overwhelming emotions as she wrapped her arms tightly around Sora’s cosplayed body.

“Oh Sora…” she sobbed, “…no one has ever treated me like you do.” The embrace lingered as the colors from the sunrise through the windows danced around the empty chapel hall. Within the silence, one could hear music playing to commemorate the moment, but the moment escaladed as Advo hooked her hand over Sora’s belt, lowering his pants.

“Advo…” Sora said, surprised, “…are you doing what I think you’re doing?”

Advo giggled, “Are you shy?”

“Well, no… I… er…” Sora stuttered, which only made Advo giggle more as her hand began to sink into the back of his briefs, “…oh wow, I must admit, I’m new to this.”

“But I thought the ladies LOVED you.”

“I lied. I’m only trying to get people to like me.”

Advo raised her head to kiss Sora, “Well, it worked, didn’t it? Because I do.” The light show accommodated the love-making as Sora and Advo broke into a wet French kiss, removing each other’s clothes like they were picking grapes off a vine.

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A few hours passed, and the colored lights through the windows had left after the sunlight was blocked off by the cathedral’s opaque ceiling. Sora and Advo lied in the middle of the open half of the hall, covered in Sora’s red, silk cape that went with his cosplay. They were both asleep when a voice could be heard approaching the church.

“The admin is here! Hail YCMaker!”

Sora opened his eyes to the voice, sitting up and rubbing his eyes. The light of day was enough to make him put the side of his palm against his brows as a visor, as well as squint. The voice got louder, and Sora looked at Advo, who was snoring. After a long night at work, Sora could only imagine how good it felt to get some actual sleep, but the voice could soon be heard from right through the doorway into the hall; a familiar voice that Sora’s heart skipped at.

“Praise YCMaker! For he is here-” Techgenus ran through the doorway, where he and Sora locked eyes in an instant. An awkward silence followed, “Sora… what are you doing here?”

Sora didn’t know what to say, but he knew there was no dancing around it, “TGM… this is exactly what it looks like.” Sora lifted the cape up from Advo, revealing her to Techgenus, which rendered him frozen from shock.

“Sora…” Techgenus gasped, “…did you…”

“Sleep with her?” Sora finished Techgenus’s sentence, “Yes. Sorry TGM, but-”

“But what?!” Tech’s voice exploded with anger, waking Advo. She rubbed her eyes as she used her elbows to push herself up enough to rest on them. After her vision cleared, she saw Tech standing several meters away. Out of instinct, she wrapped Sora’s cape around her exposed body parts and sat up in surprise.

“Techy, bro, listen to me-”

“Bro?!” Tech interrupted Sora again, “Is that all I am to you now is a ‘bro’?! What about last night? Is that what ‘bros’ do nowadays? I was more than just your ‘bro’, ya bastard!”

“Techy, ple-”

“Don’t call me Techy! You don’t have the right to call me that anymore, f*ggot!” Tech looked up at the statue of the admin that stood behind the alter, extending his arms out to the sides, “Oh lord almighty admin, forgive me, for I have sinned by liking another man!”

Advo looked over at Sora, confused, “Baby, what does he mean?”

“It’s a long story,” Sora replied.

“Go on Sora! Go on and tell her that you’re gay! Tell her you and I made sweet, sweet love in the alleyways on Clubs and Organizations! Tell her you totally betrayed me and broke my heart! Go on, tell her how big of a cheating bastard you are!”

Advo scoffed, “Okay, Techy, lis-”

“That’s Techgenus Master to you, ya whore!”

Advo cringed at the comment, “Okay, ‘Mr. Techgenus Master’… listen; I’m not gonna judge Sora for having relations with another boy, but if it’s his choice to be in love with someone else, then you should respect it. If you really love him, you’d respect his decisions.”

Tech grunted and stomped, “It’s jerks like Sora that make homosexuality a sin! It’s jerks like him that give it a bad name! He and I were about to take our relationship to the next level, and I see him f*cking some cheap stripper in the holy sanction that is the admin’s church! You have disrespected your lord and have proven that gays are sinners! Praise be to the admin that you are no longer a part of my life, f*ggot!”

Sora paused, chuckling, “Tech… if I’m no longer a part of your life, then why are you still here?”

Tech turned red in the face out of anger and humiliation, “…because I just want to look at what you’ve become. This will be my last image of you as anything significant to me. I’ll leave now, but I hope you face the wrath of the admin as he smites you into the deepest pit of Hell for treachery!” He turned around, breaking eye contact with Sora, “…goodbye, ya no-good freak!” Tears flooded out of his eyes as he booked it towards the door. They could be seen falling from his face and making a trail of dark dots on the floor. Sora watched him leave, realizing Tech’s eyes were closed when he saw him run right into the frame of the door, being knocked down onto his back and becoming silent.

Sora and Advo couldn’t help but burst into laughter, “Well, now that he’s out of the way…” Sora embraced Advo once again as they shared a long, passionate kiss before Advo kindly pulled him away, “…something wrong, Advo?”

“Well,” she shyly said, “about you not being gay anymore… there’s something I should tell you.”

Sora raised a brow as Advo unfolded the cape to reveal her crotch. Sora’s eyes widened, not expecting to see male genitalia, “Oh, Advo, I... you’re…”

“I’m a hermaphrodite.” Advo stated. Sora was speechless for a few seconds, but smiled, “Is that okay with you?”

“Of course, my dear!” Sora laughed, “I used to be gay, remember? I can always be gay again for a part of you.” Advo acknowledged the comment with a smile, accepting Sora’s lips again as the city began to liven up based on the buzz heard from the direction of downtown YCM.[/spoiler]

[Mugendramon]

Best. Plot twist. Ever.

 

...Although everyone knew that.

 

So what's next on the list?

[Thar]

Best. Plot twist. Ever.

 

...Although everyone knew that.

 

So what's next on the list?

 

On queue, we have:

 

Aix x Toyo x Ain (and possibly Raeg.)

Fusion x Clair

Zextra x Cherry

 

So far.

[Blue Amoonguss]

That story was better than I expected. Seriously, well done.

[Simping For Hina]

...Sora's character was hilarious.

 

Great work, again, Thar.

[Desu the Blue Nerd]

Nope, still not over the shock of how much I'm loving these.

[Fusion X. Denver]

Am I the only one who wants to see a spin-off about Mugen and Sora's Excellent Adventure?

 

Skype as a strip club was funny to me, as was the rest of the story. The end in particular.

[goddamnit names are a pain]

That was freaking amazing. And I guest starred as the twat. I like.

But I stopped praising YCMaker three days ago.

 

See Avi.

 

Either Sora cheated on me twice (Gay guy/girl and advo)
or I apparently am a brunette.

 

SORA ITS OKAY

I FORGIVE YOU NOW

I'm just wondering what you call it when its a 2 guy 1 girl relationship. As in one guy has one of each......gay polygamy? 

Either way Thar, that was the best one yet.

[a bad post]

Oh god I died. Damn that was hilarious Thar keep it up!

[Thar]

You guys are just too f*cking kind. :'D

 

But I stopped praising YCMaker three days ago.

 

Three days ago was when I put you into the plot.

 

Am I the only one who wants to see a spin-off about Mugen and Sora's Excellent Adventure?

 

I have one person in mind for Mugen, but it ain't gonna be Sora.

[Maeriberii Haan]

Oh my, it's coolspy74xMugen shotacon pairing, right?

[BANZAI!!!!]

Oh my, it's coolspy74xMugen shotacon pairing, right?

best. idea. ever.

[Thar]

Oh my, it's coolspy74xMugen shotacon pairing, right?

 

I'm just calling him Coolspy to keep it proper. But yes, that's the idea.

[Mugendramon]

Oh boy, it's gonna be one helluva ride.

[Maeriberii Haan]

Oh my

 

Oh boy

 

Watching this like a hawk.

[Mugendramon]

Be sure to get Coolspy's detailed backstory and complex personality traits perfectly.

 

Or so help me I will fucking close this thread down.