Colors Universe Open Fic and Art Submission (Jan - Feb)

[lucathia_rykatu]

The previous Art/Fic submission is now closed! Now we have Murasaki-dono in the mix too! :D Did you notice that we now have a deck of Mikan-tan? :3 That doesn't mean you should stop drawing her! Still, the other characters are very, very envious, so please draw and write lots about them too. ♥

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The Game [2 / 2]

[perarduaadast]

“Tell you what. I’ll get one, paint it, and then you’ll have your green warrior. Is that okay?” Kou made his plan known and waited for Midorin’s response, but was interrupted by Murasaki returning and holding up a surprisingly expensive, yet wonderful looking half (eastern style) dragon princess wearing a kimono, figure. “I’d like this one. I got four purple paints for it, too.”

“Kou, I just want-“ “Kou! Check it out!” Akai interrupted Midorin to show off the wizard figure and the awesome metallic red paint he had found. “Kou, can-“ “This’ll be the best wizard ever! I’m looking forward to th-“ “AKAI!” Midorin suddenly grabbed Akai by the shirt collar and shook him “Let me talk! I need one of these just as badly as you two do! We’re all in this game together!” She didn’t stop shaking him for even a moment, and the effects were beginning to show as his head began lolling to and fro with each shake. “Just go buy it, buy it and let me-“

Bwwggrrrkkklllaaaaaaauuurghghhh-

Akai vomited.
Midorin screamed.
Kou facepalmed.
Murasaki shook her head, turned away, and asked someone else to clean up the mess.

Fastforward to the present. “Kou, I said stop it!” Midorin reached out and grabbed his hands “Why are you doing that?! We can’t fight a dragon! The last thing ate my warrior’s sword!”

“I still have my magic wand. I can cast… magic missile!” Akai added.

“Surprisingly, my princess wields a katana. A much finer blade for a woman than that monstrosity your warrior wields. Is she that kind of lady?” Murasaki asked, grinning all the while. She was entirely satisfied with the character she had created and wasn’t hesitant about flaunting how good she was. An eastern, katana-wielding, half-dragon princess who wanted to avenge her dead husband made for a great character.

“We’re fighting a dragon.” Kou exclaimed. Earning a groan from Midorin, a laugh from Akai, and a shuffling of papers from Murasaki. As Kou set the figure of the dragon down in the middle of the table, Mikan broke into the room and made an exclamation. “I don’t know what this game is, but this orange defeats everything! Hiiiiiiyaaaaaaaa!”

Before anyone could react, Mikan slammed the orange down on the center of the game board, effectively impaling the orange on several dozen little miniature heroes, enemies, and a dragon. As she lifted the orange, its juices spilled out atop the table and the miniatures stayed in their new citrusy prison. “Imagine that! Can you see it? A giant orange! A giant orange descended and destroyed all the heroes and enemies! Game over! I win!”

Mikan’s actions were answered by numerous blank stares from the group, and not one of them had a single word to say to her. Whether it was confusion, anger, or shock, the words wouldn’t leave their lips for whatever reason.

The morale of this tale? Eat your fruits so they don’t kill everyone later.