Inspired by Hyn-san I decided to make my own commentator room. So feel free to post your insights, insults, comments, suggestions, violent reactions about my lit works here. I will also post updates on chapters posted and other stuff here.

So hardi har har! /e13

Enjoy throwing your harsh rhymes and stones and bread at me!

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The Hidden Village of Reustzenheim
Chapter 1 - 3
Extra 1

Fic Art added as well...

And I played as assassin :D

Now how did you fit all those berries into the pocket :D

Kolox, ever heard of hammer space?

Its a place were toons store there large weapons of mass destruction. They can withdraw those items anytime, anywhere as long as they keep them in their own personal hammer space.

Example:
Bugs Bunny... Hammers/Bombs/Etc
Genjo Sanzo... Harisen
Solid Snake... He keeps a bunch of guns with him and where the hell does he put it?



I played an assassin too... but they had no skill that let them actually assassinate. <_<

True, only those quick attacks (Which could be only used with special weapon) and concealment. Even all those poison attacks were little effective...

..Hammer space you say. I heard about weight space - you can take as much stuff, as long as it doesn't weight more that STR X 10. Gold is weightless...

Hammer space isn't an in-game term... lolz

Hammerspace, the physical dimension that characters reach into to pull out very large mallets, or other objects, to hit other characters on the head. ^_^

A similar concept would be...

Magic satchel is a term often used in reference to computer role-playing games. It refers to the use of a character's inventory in the game, which can often contain more items than is physically possible for the character to carry (or are simply too large), without any visible means to hold or transport them.

Bag of Holding too which is in Dungeon and Dragons...

The only characters you could actually kill with an RO assassin are Hunters and Wizards or lower leveled characters. But then, Hunters and Wizards have skills to negate your hiding skills making the assassin unable to assassinate anything.


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You're mean. :( I only wanted to be friends.

Nice stories by the way. Keep up the good work. :)

Yes I am. Would you like green eggs and ham?

Yes I would Like Green Eggs and Ham! Depending of course how sad I am.

Enough with this sadness Blue... enough I say. Oh, thank you for reading... lolz

Do you honestly believe I am this sad and pathetic! :D

Well actually I am :( , but Let's pretend I'm not! :)

Afterall Riful is back! The Queen is back! Her Royal Highness is Back! Do you really believe I can stay sad at a time like this?

No I am positively estatic! I am actually happy to see Riful is back! I will ignore the devestation Her Royal Highness has left me in the character profile for now. I will get back to being depressed later. After the return of Riful wares off. But until Then!

Party!!!!!! :D

Yeah let's pretend you aren't. /hmm

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The Hidden Village of Reustzenheim is completed.

I'll be posting the sequel soon... you don't have to read it though. But thanks to the two or three who read. :D

/go

Idelice-san, great job!

You make me want to work on the adventures of Lindy again.
I stopped writing due to a lack of time. /wah

Tenchyu! I'm glad I inspired you to start writing again.

I'll be posting the sequel a bit later. As well as few minor updates on my character's profile.

Here's a small quote from my Claymore Parody draft...

- The polite statement of The Librarian of Idelice to the Claymore Cecily



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Claymore Sidestory Trivia:
Idelice is the name of Cecily's mother. It is also the name of a small, secluded and almost unknown mountain village found to the north west.

Your stories are great. Keep up the good work! :)

Makes me want to write stories again. Last time I did, I read it to a bunch of children to see what they thought. The children are still upset with me. /sigh

Sounds very much like you Blue... XD

I decided to make today a double issue! Lolz

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...was that comment really necessary. /swt

No... in fact I don't plan to post that stuff anymore...

::: Interview with Cecily :::

Somewhere in the middle of nowhere by a campfire made from little children's pick-up sticks and of course, little children themselves, an interview with the hottest Claymore up to date was about to take place. Raki, former pet of Claire now successful journalist has come to this deserted area in the west.


:D


Raki coughs as he prepares his questions[/i]

Raki: Ahem, this is Raki, Claire's coin-operated boy and I'm here for an interview with the current number 43 Maskara Cecily.

Cecily walks in from the darkness... then sits down by the fire.

Raki: Goodevening number 43, Cecily. (says while smiling)

Cecily: Geez... did Claire's 'I can act like a prostitute' skill rub off of you.

Raki: Uh... I wasn't really thought how to do that and I really did not want to such a training.

Cecily: Lies... (looks at the little boy with eyes of irritation)

Raki: Really! I'm a very honest person... but enough about me, let's talk about you! What do you think about the title people have been giving you? People say you are the hottest Claymore up to date!

Cecily: Lies... only a perverts would say that. If 90% of the populace are perverts then I'm doomed to have that title. I think the former 'Eye' Galatea well deserves that title and not me.

Raki: Aha! (he says with matching eureka light bulb) So you do admit you are the hottest Claymore at present!

Cecily: Nonesense... Lindy would be a better nominee for that title. I mean... (looks at her own chest) come on.

Raki: But its not about the size,.. its about the satisfaction. (proudly states) Most human super models have small 'uns.

Cecily stands up and draws her trusty claymore... the sword of course.

Raki: Uhh... what are you doing with that? (chuckles like a faggot)

Cecily: Don't worry... I'm not gonna kill you, you blasphemous, lewd little boy. I'm just gonna take this sword and put it right through you! (her eyes turn gold... oh noes)

Raki: Ahehehe... funny. (thinks of a comeback) Sticks and stones can break my bones but you won't find my erogenous zone! (what a wrong comeback)


:D


The great journalist Raki fought for his life as the deadly diva attempted to take his good-for-nothing life. The two timing dimwit skipped, hopped and pranced like a little elvish fairy named Puck. Although it was not long until Cecily got really pissed... her face got a bit deformed there from using a tad much yoki but then she was able to catch the vermin chop of his testicles, gouged his eyes out, ripped out his guts and made a xylophone out of his ribs. Oh the humanity...



::: Interview with Cecily :::

Oh wait... that's wrong. It hsould be ::: Interview with Cecily Take 1 :::

::: Interview with Cecily Take 1 :::

That's better... to be continued.

Jacob: So here we have another example of Claymore species - Ceily nr. 43- like all Claymores, she has the "Must Kill Yoma Not Eat Not Sleep Must Obey" program installed in her brains, one would wonder why their creators even bothered to teach them how to speak - for their lifestyle this ability is absolutely unnecessary but there you have it.

<Jacob faces Cecily>

Jacob : The fans wrote some annoying questions so I took some which looked least annoying and I will read it too you : "Why do you braid your hair ? Does it have anything to do with your past life ? I want to know - Jonathan " - Please, what kind of boring question is that - Cecily, your answer ?

<Faces camera with letter in hand>

Cecily: Jonathan, braiding my hair was a necessary part of my training as a performer. It's like training wheels. If you leave your hair untied it will be very bothersome during your performance. It is also a requirement to keep your hair in a suitable length... its more alluring they say. Once you have gotten down the basics you may remove the braids. Its sort of like graduation to a higher level of education.

<Notices Raki's hand still moving>

Cecily: We really need pest control in this studio...

<Gets up and stabs the hand to oblivion>

Oh this is a new level of Claymore. Her eyes don't turn gold with the awakening of her yoki... instead her eyes become as white as snow with the word "DIE!" repeated three tims in a circle around the pupil. Take that Madara!

Jacob : Sure, that unexpectedly make sense, I am quite amused

< Jacob looks at Raki's dying body>

Jacob : Hey, are you going to eat that ? It might expire soon so it's better to not waste it...but on to that later - another letter came from Maggy "Which male Claymore do you find the sexiest ?"

<Jacob stares in silence at the letter>

Jacob : It amazes me how those low-intelligent's are capable of writing, not to mention knowing how to use a pen...Your answer ?

Cecily: By all means eat that booger.

<Cecily sadistically continues to perforate Raki's corpse>

Cecily: That way the Men in Black won't send warriors to try and ostracize me and all that sort.

<Cecily sits back down>

Cecily: Maggy... your question is quite difficult to answer. I haven't seen all the male warriors yet so I can't really say.

<Draws Claymore insignias on the dirt>



Cecily: Hmm... is kinda too girly. Though he is pretty good in making octopus sausages.



Cecily: ...so is this guy. So I can't really say. I wonder what the trainees look like. So far -beep- and -beep- are the only ones I was acquainted with since we graduated at the same time. Need a hand?

<Cecily offers Raki's mutilated hand to Jacob>

Cecily: I hear Isley is hot though...

Jacob : Suure, Isley is hot if you consider a walking furry as something hot. But I am not to state that opinion

<Jacob takes the bite of Raki's leg>

Jacob : For someone so dull, he is quite juicy - hehe - but onto the next question. Hanna wanted to know "What do you think about the boy which goes around with Claire, his name is Raki ? Would like to have someone like him travel with you ?"

<Jacob takes a look at something which used to too called Raki and then at his leg in his hands?

Jacob : Akhem, and another question is from Jasmine "Can Claymore's get fat ? Maybe I should become one, I'm a little overweight".......Who keeps giving me those stupid letters - I think my brain cries every time I read another one...let's get over it and please answer Cecily.

Cecily: Raki? RAKI you say?

<Cecily points a dagger at the camera>

Cecily: A perverted little boy like that has no right to stand by me! Like hell would I kiss such a putrid little rat. Claire is an imbecile for having a pet like that. It irritates me so much....

<Cecily unconsciously stabs Raki's corpse>

Cecily: Claire already knew that peasant's thinking... but what did she do? She took that little bastard in. Read! Read!

<Cecily brings out her copy of the Claymore Databook and shows it to the camera>



Cecily: ...warriors not getting fat? Well we get a lot of exercise, I mean fighting and training and all. We rarely get rides, I mean we always walk to our destination. Eating isn't that big a necessity for us. I don't really know about our metabolism though. I'm no scientist.

<Cecily sees a newt crawling in the dirt. She stabs it than roasts it in the fire>

Cecily: Well... if a warrior were to get fat, she'd be legendary. Ahem... (she speaks with a referee voice) presenting the fattest warrior in the Organization's history! Drum roll please! Number XX Miss BACON the stout!

<Cecily munches on the chared newt>

Cecily: Now there's a title I'm willing to give. She'd be able to kill yomas by smashing them with her mighty flabs.

<Jacob throws out the bone which used to be part of Raki's leg>

Jacob : Hmm, I think we have a Raki deficiency, I will ask the cast to get us a new one to play around - it gives me something to release my frustration after I read those letters...

<Jacob takes another one from the pile and the read one stuffs into Raki's mouth>

Jacob : The other incredibly interesting question is "What is good age for a young claymore to start having sex, my boyfriend is nagging me but I was never trained in that at farm - anonymous"

<Jacob looks at Cecily with his eyes wide opened>

Jacob : Cecily, I have a question of my own - Why do you all even care for those retarded humans ? If you just went up and all disbanded the organization, you could rule the world - it's not like making 47 claymores to bail out is impossible, there were revolutions with more than 47 members and they worked out...

Cecily: SEKKSU?! I wouldn't know... they say lovers should hit it within a year. I really don't know... ask Yamato-kun.

<Cecily shows some Suzuka manga to the viewers... Chapter 14X it seems>

Cecily: But Miss Anonymous, maybe your boyfriend's just envious of all the livestock getting it on in the farm.

<Cecily sees Jacob looking at her... she gives the grossed out look>

Cecily: (don't give me that look expression) Protecting humans is a nice job. You should try it sometime. Once human we were all... yes my young padawan.

::: Interview with Cecily II :::

Somewhere northwest, two days away from the fallen city of Pieta. In a secluded and almost unknown village covered by rough terrain, a mist covered forest, sharp mountain peaks and a field of edelweiss.

Raki: I guess this time for sure we can do this interview professionally.

<Raki faces the audience>

Raki: Welcome once again to The Tonight Show with Raki. I'm here for an interview with the famous, hip-swaying, dagger-tossing, eye-catching, cheerleader, choir singer, super model warrior from the organization... Cecily.

<Raki faces Cecily then smirks... like a pervert>

Raki: Its nice to meet you Ms. Cecily, and to interview you here in Idelice is such an honor. By the way, do you know why this hidden town is named Idelice? It was named after the field of edelweiss just outside the town. Edelweiss also happens to be the town's sacred flower. Coincidentally, its also the name of your mother isn't it?

Cecily: Don't bring up unnecessary memories... (snobby)

Raki: Ah... sorry. Almost all Claymores have a harsh past. I forgot. Well, to get things started there are several questions I'd like you to answer. There will also be some questions from your fans.

Cecily: Since when did I have fans?

<Cecily looks at the audience with curious eyes>

Raki: First question, why did you choose to continue your art? Street performance?

Cecily: Its in my blood. Both my parents were performers, and in memory I continue the art. It just so happens that it supplements me in my missions as a warrior of the Organization.

Raki: With no one to teach you? No new lessons?

Cecily: I just used my imagination... and whatever I remembered before I was taken in. I really wanted to all those things I saw... all those performances.

Raki: Maybe that's the reason why you became a defensive type. You had something you wanted to do in life... you wanted to live for that reason.

Cecily: You actually sa some nice things, boy.

<Raki smiles... again>

Raki: Thank you... another question. Why braids?

<Cecily is taken aback>

Cecily: Wasn't that answered in the mock interview? Its training wheels. Organized hair helps you get down the basics of a performance without hindrance from your hair. When you get better at it you may take the braids off. I plan to take off mine soon... but it really has become a signature look for me, so I think I might retain one side.

Raki: Mmm... I see. Though I really think you'd look better with your hair down.

<Cecily looks at Raki with annoyance>

Raki: Well next question, have you ever really used your playing cards?

Cecily: What? What kind of a question is that? You should've seen me when I passed by Rabona's gates. The guards were dumbdounded when I showed them the flying card trick.

Raki: How about a sample then?

Cecily: Well... if you insist. But just one okay?

<Cecily brings out her deck of cards>

Cecily: Okay... look closely... concentrate.

<Cecily shows the top of the deck>

Cecily: Look... Queen of Hearts.

<Cecily removes the Queen of Hearts from the top, cuts the deck then plaecs the Queen in the middle, afterwards she shuffles>

Cecily: Okay... now think... where's the queen? There's a war right now, and the soldiers, knaves and kings have to go lead the armies. Only the queen of hearts chose to stay in the castle.

<Cecily's eyes turn gold... yoki?>

Raki: Wait a sec... you actually use yoki? That really adds up the mystique...

<Cecily shuffles the deck with one hand and releases it. The cards are sent flying at Raki's face... all except one...>

Cecily: What do you think this is?

<Cecily shows the last card in her hand... its the frickin' Queen of Hearts>

<Raki gets off his seat with his hand covering his mouth... obviously he's at awe... or probably, he farted>

Raki: Holy -beep-... that's the -beep- right there. That's like some mojo magic... you'd probably have Schierke have a run for her money that's for sure. That was the -beep-. Holy mother of Rabona... -beep- -beep-

<Raki sits again... after rubbing his ass a few times>

Raki: We'll be right back after a few words from our sponsors...



::: To Be Continued :::

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Water for the toilet? Huh? /?

Blood Transfusion! I want 20!

This is the first time I have read this I'm too girly /wah mopes around in the corner with a feeling down aura.

Lolz... your appearances look girlish... bishounen XD

Teaser...

Claymore Unwritten History: The Librarian
Scene 01: A Chance Encounter

Morning had come to Idelice. The sunlight crept over the sharp spires of rock that had always covered the secluded town. A jagged shadow hung over the settlement. Scary as it may seem, it was a regular sight. The townsfolk never feared the casting, for the sharp spires was their guardian. Crisscross and grim… the mountain range that hid Idelice, Crissaegrim. Of course, the misty forest and the ghostly field of edelweiss were also part of Crissaegrim. All these protected the town. However, they were also the reason why the village was in seclusion.

At the farthest side of Idelice, right next to the peak of Crissaegrim was a great mansion, a mansion that housed a myriad of books. Books on magic, books on history, books on trivial things, many books, all kinds of books… save for books that were written plainly to make you laugh. In that mansion was a man…

“Neither bandit nor yoma can cross the threshold… as long as the librarian wears a smile on his face. Tranquility will forever reign over Idelice,” said the man in the dark brown, aristocratic attire. The water-stained frills of his clothing complimented his roach-colored suit. His black wavy hair covered his sleepy, crimson eyes and his mouth spoke everything as if they were stories found in books. The man in the dark brown, aristocratic attire was no other than the librarian of the mansion, the Librarian of Idelice.

Suddenly the main entrance opened, with creaks and cracks. From the glorious rays of the sun came forth a villager. The man had news for the librarian, or perhaps a favor.

“Master Librarian,” the man called out. He glanced left, right; the vast halls of the library could make one lost. For this man, his vision to see the librarian was lost. “Master Librarian!” he called out once more. He advanced between the towering book shelves thinking that he could find the man he sought.

“What is it?” asked a cold, calm voice. It came from behind the books.

The villager saw a shelf with an empty space, and there he peered. The librarian was there, a tome in his hand.

“Ah, master, we have a visitor in Idelice,” the villager said. He widened the peephole in the shelf to get a better view of the librarian.

The librarian continued to skim over the tome in hand as if he was not paying attention. Visitors were rare in Idelice. To climb over the spires would mean death. To traverse the misty woods and the eerie edelweiss field would no doubt scare any mortal soul. However, it was not impossible to enter the town. Anyone who was invited by the land can come… but only those deemed worthy by the librarian could stay.

“It’s a woman… a warrior with silver eyes and yellow hair,” added the villager. These descriptions of the foreigner were indeed intriguing. The villager sounded all excited.

The librarian abruptly closed the book in his hand. The sound of paper on paper no doubt caught the anxious man’s attention. It appeared the aristocrat-looking librarian was not happy about the visitor. Or was he?

“Give the guest a tour of Idelice… but bring her here you must not,” said the librarian with a cold and vindictive tone. Then the librarian waved his hand as if to say ‘go away’.

The villager fearing he may have wronged the librarian, quickly left. The library doors shut themselves behind him.



The librarian looked outside the stained windows of the library. Nothing but vines, moss and stone could be seen outside. Not much of a panoramic view. There was nothing awesome, nothing striking. The librarian then turned to the shelf behind him. It was brimming with many books containing wondrous stories. Truly, the insides of books were more amazing than the world outside.

The librarian approached the yellow-wood shelf and picked up a random book from it. Slowly he turned the book to its front cover. He wanted to know what the title of the book was.



The eyes of the librarian sharpened. An interesting title was written on the cover. It felt action-packed, probably dark with lots of blood and gore. Monsters were no doubt everywhere as well as insect-winged elves.

“For later,” the librarian mumbled as he walked further into the library until the arrived at the atrium.

The atrium was grand beyond words. It was composed of two stories, the second story twelve feet from the ground floor held up by majestic arches. The ceiling was high enough for two more stories. The book shelves on the second floor were so tall that they almost reached the ceiling and ladders were needed to have access to the topmost books. The yellow-wood from afar looked like gold, giving the feel of royalty. At the center of the atrium were several reading tables, varnished masterfully and seemingly ageless.

The librarian got to one of the tables, sat down and began to indulge himself with the book he had gotten. He spent hour, maybe two reading. He did not stand up to go visit the little boys’ room, to stretch his back from sitting to long, to search for food to satisfy his hunger, not once did he even try. He sat there and read until he finally finished the book from cover to cover. When he was done, he merely set the book aside.

“Sir Librarian!” called out a girlish, gleeful voice. Little footsteps loomed closer and closer to the atrium. “Oh there you are sir,” said the source of the voice. It was a little girl, flaxen hair, in black ragged robes, wooden sandals, and blue eyes… certainly not the warrior the villager spoke of.

“I’m here to return the book I borrowed,” said the little girl as she showed a book with a colorful cover. For sure it was a book about fairytales and what not, most probably the kind with pop up pictures. The child placed the book on the reading table and smiled with utmost innocence. “Thank you sir!” she said graciously.

The librarian looked at the child, his face unchanged and lifeless as ever. “How is the visitor?” the man asked with an emotionless tone.

The little girl smirked. Did she see the visitor or not? Certainly the smirk was not the answer. “She’s a very kind person. She can do magic tricks too! I was really amazed… so now I want to borrow a book about magic!” said the child with enthusiasm.

The librarian rested his back on his seat and began to think. A woman, a warrior, eyes like the color of fine steel, yellow hair and magic, indeed there was a silver-eyed witch in Idelice. The man rubbed his chin and pointed to a stack of books on the second floor, “Grimiores second floor, right.”

The librarian did not want the child to draw the visitor’s attention to the library. The magic tomes should distract her, and so he advised the girl accordingly. He wanted the day to pass without anything troublesome happening, but then he remembered something, the sword… a claymore.

::: Interview with Cecily II :::

Raki: Welcome back everyone!

<Raki smiles to the camera... something's stuck in his teeth>

Raki: We're still here with the one and only Cecily of the nice-behind!

<Cecily looks at Raki with discontent. However the producers had warned her that she wouldn't be getting discount coupons at McDonalds if she killed Raki again>

Cecily: Get serious Mr. Raki (sarcasm)

Raki: Ah sarcasm... for what profit is it to a man--

<Cecily rudely interrupts>

Cecily: Cut the crap or I'll cut something else for you...

<Cecily points her dagger at Raki's -beep->

Raki: Alright, alright, let's procede to some fan mail. I've got a lot here. Maybe you can answer five or a hundred of them.

<Raki gets the sack of letters and picks out a letter at random>

Raki: First question from Farnese, 'Have you ever doubted the Organization? If so, why?' Wow, that's a pretty tough question. Isn't the Organization all about fighting of the evil that is the yoma?

Cecily: Hmm... I don't doubt the credo which the Organization follows. More like I can't see any flaws in it. (brainwashed aren't we?) However, I doubt the singular actions my handler takes. I find it weird at times... even after all this time I've been under his behest. I'm still not used to it. I feel like something's always a miss. Other black cloaks I've met by chance don't give off that aura. I really can't say for now my doubts, if any about the Organization as a whole.

<Raki rubs his chin...>

Raki: 'Are contact lenses available in the Organization's storehouse?' asks Akhim. What a strange question...

Cecily: What's a contact lense?

Raki: Nevermind that... to the next letter, 'I'm Ciel from the women's rights cooperative and I'd like to know what really happens to the little girls inside the walls of the Organization?'

<Raki seems curious about this as well... or maybe perversion is kicking in>

Raki: I suddenly feel inspired to join the Organization...

Cecily: Nothing of that sort happens in the east I assure you Raki. I'm sorry Ciel but everything that goes on inside stays inside. I don't have the authority to reveal to the public what happens.

Raki: Sad... well, there're always doujins...

<Raki giggles with girlish glee>

Raki: Next lets read some emails... from ecchi102, 'Have you ever used your 'prostitute acting' training?' Mmm mmm I'd like to know that as well.

<Cecily throws a dagger in between Raki's legs... he barely escapes a second circumicision... >

Cecily: Not yet. (snob)

Raki: Wooh. That was a close one... oh -beep- my pants are wet. Uh... we'll be back with more questions after the break. (panics) I need a change of pants now!



::: To Be Continued :::

Behind the scenes conversation...

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Raki: Fan mail from Scarlet to Cecily...

Cecily: That midget can't possibly be me...

Raki: Well I think it is...