Negima!? Spoilers inside! Also Hurfgurble

So, ill. Sucks.

And, I've realised something after Akamatsu's cockteasing finale to Eva and Negi/Asuna fighting through the usual Negi sneezes and everyone gets naked. And Eva ends up on Negi's face.

Now, it might be my broken and perverted nature accepting that this is Akamatsu's style, as well as a part of Japanese culture (nudity doesn't seem as big a deal, especially with the whole public baths thing), but, consider this.

[NEGIMA SPOILERS IF YOU'RE THE SPOILER HATING KIND OF PERSON THEN KINDLY BE WARNED THAT I AM A DOUCHE]
Now, we already know Eva is some vampire-esque non-aging being of shadow based off of the power of Magia Erebea. And Negi has this too, but less vampire and more ultra healing and the "good" side of Magia Erebea. Now, they both can change how they appear at will, and Eva easily has the mind of a lecherous adult. Negi's already quite adult, and will continue to do so, despite looking 10-16. Does this make fanfic of the two that much easier? Oh man. Rule 34 will love this. As will I, since I can throw in Eva as the mindfuckery. Also ice dildos. Because fuck morality.

I apologise in advance

So, the introductory bit. The reason for the below posh rubbish is because of the story, I wish to write it in a certain way. As the Baron Viscount, if you will. Please accept that one self-centred bit of me, and we can begin on this trail of woe and guilty boners. SIDE NOTE: Fuck spoiler tags. Highlight the large blank spot if you wish to read it. Simple.

      Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. I hope you all are well. This is a sordid tale of the highest order and I must humbly request that you put the kids to bed and make sure no-one untoward is in the vicinity before you begin this story. For this story includes such perverse kinks, such vile acts of depravity that although this is technically an erotic story, for anyone plain and naive this will completely and truly break them. If you are one of these people, might I suggest some simple lesbian erotica? If however you mean to carry on, then I highly suggest you pull out a drink. You may need something stiff to loosen and dilute the barriers of the mind and truly accept what is about to happen. My identity will become important soon enough, it does not matter at this point in time. If you do indeed become aroused and excited then by all means drop this tale and pursue your carnal fantasies. There is something for everyone, and that is especially true of the sexual world. Though this tale was not written for sexual purposes, that is undoubtedly the result of a clash of three worlds that should never have met. All I ask is that you keep things safe. This tale would feel most upset if it caused any unforseen deaths. So, let us begin, ladies and gentlemen, with a rabbit...

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With the gentle gusts of wind flittering through the forest and gently tickling the trees and their little leaves, Bugs Bunny hopped along happily. In his mind, he deserved it. He *really* deserved it. Elmer had once again been soundly defeated in his perverse quest to have Bugs' hide turned into a fetching hat and his innards to make a stew. Especially as Bugs felt he was essentially human, what with the walking on two legs, the talking, the advanced thought, the education he received. That makes Elmer a dirty vorephile. And Daffy, that self serving bitch had tried to screw over Bugs once more, to avoid being a victim himself. "All's fair in love and war", he muttered, "but trying to crucify me is a step too far!" Luckily for Bugs, Daffy was lacking enough to not realise the bear pheromones Bugs sprayed on him. By now, Daffy would be being sodomised by Big Bertha, Queen of the forest. The mage at first gave him a cause to giggle. Then Daffy's pained cries forced Bugs to stop and properly laugh at the ingenuity of his revenge. Soon Bugs stopped and leaned on a tree to guffaw wildly and uncontrollably for a full five minutes.


Eventually the laughter died and the image of sodimised-Daffy was replaced suddenly by a more confusing one. Bugs, strung up and skewered on a pole, being roasted while Mr and Mrs Fudd made sweet love in front of the fire cooking him alive. At first the idea made him shudder, convulse. Then, however, a small stirring in his crotch began. As the daydream progressed on, Bugs became more aroused by the idea of his own demise. What if he could plan this out? Everyone had to go eventually, right? It gives his long-time rival and enemy victory and closure, it gives Bugs control of his destiny and he could even throw in one last prank and have the three of them eat Daffy first. Soon, this daydream evolved into a fully-fledged fantasy and Bugs snuck into a secluded spot. After checking for voyeurs (An absurdly common problem), he leaned onto the tree and reached down..."

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THAT'S ALL YOU GET. Partly because it's not done and partly because the properly horrible bits will be later.

Clearly I am as competent in scheduling as a parrot trying to win Olympic Gold at weightlifting

Long titles aside, I am what I hate.
I am the twat in a coffeeshop.
 I am that macfa-Wait. This isn't a mac.
That makes things all OK then. Phew. FALSE ALARM GUYS.

So yes, apologies for the lack of anything ever. Please accept my poor writing style and horrible content as an apology. First off, since no-one really reads this it'll be easier to admit. I no longer hate Lady Gaga. It's been a long time coming, but the signs have been there for a year or so now. Continued listens to the [amazing] LittleKuriboh and his various Lady Gaga parody songs [Leather Pants among others]. Watching a mashup video based off the [insane and incredible - insanedible] purpleyeswtf, where Helmeppo styles all over Zoro's balls for a full ten minutes. Telling myself that I only like it because of the way Helmeppo is clearly stylin' beyond belief dawg. Lying to myself.

 This doesn't mean I'll buy or willingly find out Gaga songs, hell the fuck no! But less hate is a start. A start down a path that only leads to ruin, pain and Raccoon City [is that right? I don't know my Resident Evil]. Next, blogger. Having found out about Wordpress in all it's sexy sexy glory and how to use it, Blogger seems to be lagging behind a little. At least to me. But then, it does have the connections to that behemoth google and the ease of starting up a blog in *literally* five minutes. It is incredibly sexy stuff. And yet Wordpress is calling to me. Like a hooker in the window, with those long sexy legs of HTML capability and the soft, supple boobs of changing themes, along with that glorious ass of...er...installing. But no. I shall stay faithful to blogger. My sensual, homely wife. That I sometimes smother with a pillow because START WORKING YOU STUPID WIRELESS INTERNET. Also said wife has just had a boob job and now her interface is...aaaahhhh

Finally, fanfic progress is slow but steady. A vague plot is there, as is a skeleton for the intro. Here it is. It is under a spoiler tag for a reason. BEWARE, THIS WILL NEVER BE SAFE FOR WORK. EVER.
Click me to read spoilers

-Bugs hopping through the woods
-Just evaded Elmer
-Large explosion
-Blinding flash
-Speared into a tree by something
-wtf?
-It's a Japanese girl
-Her english is broken
-Vague backstory bullshit
-Vague softporn introduction of her body
-She's not under 16 you giant pedo
-Apparently has a fetish for humanoid rabbits
-Starts off with some downunder funtimes
-Bugs leads Japanese woman/furry to his holehome
-Rampant sex, throw in some femdom kinks because why not.
-Orgasm
-At point of orgasm, DOCTOR WHO MUSIC
-SmithDoctor comes out, starts rambling on
-"...and so that rift I used to launch the TARDIS might have accidentally broken a few realities and merged them into one oh well that kinda stuff happens like why I've just walked into a rabbit and a woman seemingly from japan are engaged in rampant anal sex wait BUGS?!"
-"DOCTOR!"
-That's the lead to part 2
-Eyes sufficiently melted

Picture of the day:

Source: Ai Yori Aoshi. Great anime. In weeaboo terms, SO KAWAII DESU NE. 

EDIT: http://www.gaslampgames.com/blog/category/dungeons-of-dredmor/ <==Yes.

A sign of scheduling success - blogging weekly.

From this week, the aim is to write about something, *something* every weekend. This way, I can plan and plot and gives me a little extra structure to add to my life. The last time I did something like this I'd talk about books or games I'd been playing, something I can try to do. But for games I'm taken up by Patrick and How To Play - an excellent gaming review site you should invest time in. So, books!

Before I get down to adding some kind of mini-info box warning about NSFW language and content, I really should write something. So, without further ado, some vague content.

EDIT: This spoiler tag sucks. It was removed.