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Watching Gundam 00. Episode 21 of Season Two a dozen or so ideas for oneshot fanfics popped into my mind.
Most are WMG stories and others were just written for a cheap laugh. I'll post them all here in this thread as I get time to finish them.

Warning -- most are fan pandering and might upset fans of other characters.


1. Hurt

2. Real Last Boss

3. Harem End

4. Final Distortion

5. ????

6. ????

^will add fanfic names for the index as I post them.


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 Post subject: 1. Hurt
 Post Posted: Thu Mar 05, 2009 1:14 pm 
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Andrei took a step back and let the new recruit they had sent pass him. Another one with special permission. There had been a lot of them lately but most of them hadn't proven to be more of a match to Celestial Being then any of the regular A-Laws soldiers. Goodman had seemed ecstatic though, their ranks having more than tripled in the last day or so as a sea of new MS had joined their army.
Another young lady just like Louise. She didn't look as refined as her though and had more of a wild look to her. The young woman had asked for the warrant officer in particular and Andrei had answered. Trying to avoid staring at her, he once more pondered the genius of letting women on the battlefield. His mother had died because of his father, his mother had died because she had been a soldier. Women should never have to fight.

Swallowing another set of pills Louise was trying to calm herself. It had been almost three days now since she had avenged her family, three days since she had executed the murderer that taken her parents from her and robbed her of her happiness. Shouldn't she be more happy about it? She felt an odd exhilaration pass through her body as she thought about it. It made her stomach hurt. Who had that girl been? Not a day had passed since her parents had been murdered that Louise hadn't wondered about the identity of her parents killer. Not a day had passed when she hadn't asked herself why they had been killed. Now her parents murderer was dead, gone and unable to answer any of her questions. Maybe killing her just like that hadn't been the right thing to do? maybe she should have asked her a few questions before killing her? Louise stomach hurt some more, not a blinding pain but more like a some sort of lump. She had been going over and over in her head what had happened. It hadn't played out like she had imagined it at all, it had been so easy. Just like that she had destroyed the enemy Mobile Suit and rendered it defenseless. Her parents had been defenseless and Louise had just returned the favor... so why didn't it make her feel better? That bitch had deserved to die. She had killed her parents in cold blood. This was revenge! This was justice! But Louise didn't feel like she had put an end to anything. She didn't feel like fighting anymore now and she couldn't make herself feel happy about the army they had gathered that would destroy Celestial Being once and for all. Was this how hollow she was? She had wanted to protect the world, become the sword and shield that defended it against threats like Celestial Being. Defended it against people that believed their own ideals were worth more than the rest of humanity.
"Wow, you don't look too good do you." Louise eyes went wide as she heard the voice. Swiveling around her own eyes locked with the strangely yellow eyes of the woman that had just spoken. Shorter than herself and with red unruly hair flowing down her shoulder the young woman standing in the dooropening to her room was pointing a gun at her with one hand and carrying an odd purple metallic sphere in the crook of her other arm. Louise had never seen this woman before in her entire life but she would have recognized that girlish voice anywhere. That voice belonged to her parents murderer... but that was impossible! This girl was wearing an A-LAWS uniform as well and she had killed the pilot of that Mobile Suit, nobody could possibly have survived that. The gun went off and Louise felt a flash of pain in her shoulder as her robotic arm was turned into shrapnel. Falling to her knees she stared at the girl. She had executed her families murderer, this couldn't be the same person... but the voice... the voice was the same and she had just shot her. The gun went off again and Louise yelled out in pain as the bullet lodged into her other arm. What was this?? No this was wrong! Why was she being attacked like this? She had just avenged her parents... would it all really just end like this? The same voice... it had never crossed her mind not even when she had killed that girl in the MS... The dead didn't feel any pain or hate, only the ones left behind did. This was a sibling? A family member that had come to avenge their own family, come to kill the person that saw as a cold blooded murderer... But this was wrong! She hadn't murdered anyone, she had just done what was right. The lump in Louise stomach felt more overwhelming than the pain she felt from being shot.
"I'm sorry..." No she didn't mean that. She wasn't sorry that she had killed that monster, that she had taken out that trash, that human waste. She wasn't sorry at all. She wasn't sorry at all that she had crushed her defenseless victim, that bitch had deserved it! Why was she saying she was sorry? "...I'm sorry" she couldn't stop the tears.
"Do you really mean that?" The other woman asked in a confusion, tilting her head to the side. She didn't sound convinced at all. "Or are you just afraid of dying?" The girls boot connected with Louise chest, forcing her to fall backwards. Keeping her foot on ribcage the redhead pointed the gun at her.
"...I just wanted my happy life back." Louise cried. She wasn't crying because she was afraid or even because of the pain, she wasn't crying because she regretted anything. She couldn't regret what she did. But the tears didn't stop. She had told that girl that she at least was giving her a chance to cry and beg for her life... but the bitch never had. The redhead aimed the gun directly at Louise heart. Louise cursed "Damn ...you!"
"That's what I said. But this is right. You already had your revenge, you already killed me didn't you." Louise didn't really understand what this girl was saying anymore but her words sent a chill down her spine. "It's only fair that I have my chance right?""
The gun went off twice, two bullets lodging themselves into Louise chest. Louise coughed up some blood, her lungs quickly filling with the substance.

Nena turned her back to the quickly fading Louise Halevy. That hadn't been anywhere near as satisfyingly as she had thought it would be. Avenging her family huh? Had that woman really thought she was the only one that suffered? And when was Nena supposed to have killed her family anyway? She had participated in countless of interventions almost five years ago... So many dead... The woman had been a hypocrite and Nena hated selfish hypocrites. They should all just die. And then there was the pain. Thinking back she could still imagine it, that indescribable pain she had felt when that giant claw had pierced her body... had severed her spine and cut her in two. Louise death must have felt nice in comparison. Nena blinked. The pain?? She had died? No? But wasn't she standing here breathing now? She was alive... Nena rubbed at her head as she could hear hundred of other voices in her head. She could hear all of them, every single one of the mass produced innovators. They were her new brothers and sisters... but that was wrong, her only family had been Michael and Johan... her brothers... her everything. Looking up she saw the startled face of that young man she had asked for directions earlier. What was his name again? It really didn't matter. Raising her gun Nena fired it again, going for a headshot this time. The guy dropped to the floor like a sack of ZOINKS. Strangely it had felt more satisfying killing this guy than it had killing Louise. Yeah, they were all going to die, this time she wouldn't waste her time, this time she was just going in for the kill and murder every single one of those bastard that had killed her and her siblings. The voices in her head seemed to cheer her idea. It made her smile, she wasn't alone anymore.


Ribbons left eye twitched as he felt not only his connection to Louise Halevy get severed but his connection to all of his recently mass produced clones get canceled as well.
"Something didn't go as planned Ribbons?" Regene asked with a smirk. The resounding bitchslap could be heard lightyears away.


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 Post subject: The Real Final Boss
 Post Posted: Thu Mar 05, 2009 1:28 pm 
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"Nena! Nena! Nena! Nena!" trying to ignore the purple Haro, Ribbons grimaced as he noted the battle outside of his palace. How had Celestial Being found him? Had that little devil Regene contacted them somehow? He was sure he had kept tabs on him so when had they guy been able to deliver his coordinates? "Nena! Nena" Nena!"
Celestial Being... they had dared to come to HIS house, invaded HIS backyard? Emotions such as anger was something only humans felt, but what Ribbons Almark now felt was very close to it. "Nena! Nena! Nena!"
"Be silent!" he ordered the Haro, slamming his fist into the table it was placed on. It did as he had told it but it kept flapping it's ears from time to time. It wasn't really important but it still served as an annoyance, a pebble in his shoe. Left alone with anyone in order to function better and fulfill their roles an Haro imprinted their masters into their memory banks. They remembered them and applying human terms to them he supposed you could even say they missed them when they were gone. Erasing a Haro's memory bank wasn't all that hard but this Haro had been corrupted a broken a long time ago. He had already removed all it's memories of Nena Trinity, yet no matter how many times he rebooted it, it seemed to regain it's memory and start chanting her name again. It was really starting to get on his nerves.
"Nena huh? is the little guy still upset?" Ali Al-Saachez said in that rich masculine voice of his. Chuckling he made sure to keep his distance from Ribbons couch though. Unlike that Regene he was a real man and he knew his place. Regene would have been leaning over the couch right now. Regene would have been touching HIS couch! "If she'd been alive you could always have used her as a meatshield now."
"I have enough of those already. She was a useless and selfish girl." He should never have created her in the first place, her brothers had been more than enough and there had been no need for a third one. But Ribbons had always found a certain beauty in symmetry. How ironic that all of them had been failures, that girl most of all. How ironic that something so flawed had been able to be created from his own cells. "You should be out there now. Your new Mobile Suit is already ready."
Ali was chuckling again and it irritated Ribbons. Maybe that man had outlived his usefulness as well... "I'm going too, I just have something else I have to take care of first."
"Something else?" Ribbons turned around and found the mercenary pointing his gun at him. Ridiculous! This stupid human really dared doing something like that. Ribbons laughed.
"Do it! Do it! Do it!" The purple Haro chanted and Ali fired.


Ali holstered his gun again and kicked the innovators body a few times to make sure he was dead. He had to hand it to the little freak, he sure had been a though son of a bitch. He must have fired of at least fifty rounds into the man's body before he finally stopped twitching, and at least six of those shots had been fired at his head.
"ZOINKS you! ZOINKS you! ZOINKS you! ZOINKS you!" That purple ball chanted, flapping it's whatever those things were. It was funny how all this had come about to begin with. His and Ribbons views had never meshed, the other guy had striven for a united empire that would take them all into space or some other ZOINKS but all Ali wanted was some fun. The thrill of the kill, some fun for his gun. Five months ago Ribbons had sent him looking for this ball and he had found it. Knocking out the little firecracker that had been in possession of it he had been about have some fun with her when the ball had started talking to him. Now he hadn't really appreciated the interruption but what this machine had told him had piqued his interest. He had struck a deal with it and it had become his new boss. It was just a machine but that hadn't mattered to him, as long as he could have his fun he would work for anyone. And so with the promise of some real fun and anarchy he had set out to undermine the innovators at every turn. Unlike everyone else that had tried nobody seemed to have noticed what he was doing because he had just been doing what he would have done naturally anyway. And then that little sexpot had died. He never had gotten his crack at her but it seemed to have thrown this purple ball into a frenzy. Whether it really cared or not about the girl in particular was unclear, but it seemed pissed that it had lost it's chance of having fun.
"Well all done here boss. Enjoy the show." he told it as it turned it's attention to the images of the battle taking place outside of the palace. This machine seemed to love carnage as much as he did, no maybe even more.
"Kill them all! Kill them all!" It chanted in that monotone voice it had. Ali turned away and headed towards his new MS. It seemed he finally worked for somebody he could see eye to eye with.


As Ali left the room the Purple Haro continued to flap it's ears, watching the battle taking place outside and waiting for Ali to enter the fray.
"Your next ZOINKS Brother killer! Your next!" The Haro chanted.


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 Post subject: Harem End
 Post Posted: Thu Mar 05, 2009 1:37 pm 
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Even the 00raiser wouldn't be able to level the playing field now. They had trusted him, they had believed in Setsuna. They had all traveled where the coordinates that Wang had given him told them Veda was supposed to be. But instead of finding Veda and victory, they had found themselves in a trap. This time it was different though, this time the A-LAWS were going full out. Hundreds of red Aheads with former federation pilots were swarming the other Meisters and there was nothing Setsuna could do to stop them. The innovators had introduced a new joker, hundreds of new MS that he had never seen before had surrounded him. What was worse they all seemed almost mindless, like machines. "TRANS-AM!!!" He shouted as he activated his own ace in the hole.

Goodman was not having a good day. What had started off as what he thought would be one of the best days in his life had quickly turned sour. Having spent over an hour on the can his stomach had finally calmed down enough so he could return to his seat and lead the operation. At first everything had went just as planned, with the Gundam being overrun by their superior numbers and the twin-GNdrive unit being kept in check by the new GAGA units. Then the Twindrive unite had went Trans-am. He had expected this but had not been worried because he still held the superior numbers and the GAGA units had been specially designed to deal with a situation just like this. What he hadn't expected though was what had happened next. The Twindrive unit had spammed those green GN particles of it and the GAGA units had all just... Well he simply lacked words to describe what had happened. In short however the new MS had surrounded the Gundam and piled upon in it... and then all activity had seemed to cease from either side. What the hell was going on?

The green GN-field striking the GAGA units at full force something close to a tidal wave seemed to pass through all of them. Staring with disbelieving eyes all of the GAGA pilots had quickly started regaining their memories. As if awakening from a long deep sleep they moved as one and advanced on the Gundam. No, they no longer saw the Gundam, they saw a naked Setsuna. "Setsuna..."

Once again activating his GN-spam even Setsuna was shocked by the outcome. He could see all of the hundred pilots now, they were all naked and they were all Nena Trinity. "Nena is feeling excited..." one of them said and a myriad voices repeated the same as all the Nenas started advancing on him with lustful eyes. Their naked bodies closing in on him Setsuna broke out in a cold sweat. Was this heaven or hell?


His mouth hanging open as he watched the scene unfold in front of him Ribbons Almark couldn't believe what he was seeing. Because of the connection to Veda he had linked all his newly massproduced fake innovators he was able to see everything they did. "What the ZOINKS is this ZOINKS!!" he yelled in his most upset voice.


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 Post subject: Re: Harem End
 Post Posted: Wed Apr 15, 2009 7:29 pm 
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Even the 00raiser wouldn't be able to level the playing field now. They had trusted him, they had believed in Setsuna. They had all traveled where the coordinates that Wang had given him told them Veda was supposed to be. But instead of finding Veda and victory, they had found themselves in a trap. This time it was different though, this time the A-LAWS were going full out. Hundreds of red Aheads with former federation pilots were swarming the other Meisters and there was nothing Setsuna could do to stop them. The innovators had introduced a new joker, hundreds of new MS that he had never seen before had surrounded him. What was worse they all seemed almost mindless, like machines. "TRANS-AM!!!" He shouted as he activated his own ace in the hole.

Goodman was not having a good day. What had started off as what he thought would be one of the best days in his life had quickly turned sour. Having spent over an hour on the can his stomach had finally calmed down enough so he could return to his seat and lead the operation. At first everything had went just as planned, with the Gundam being overrun by their superior numbers and the twin-GNdrive unit being kept in check by the new GAGA units. Then the Twindrive unite had went Trans-am. He had expected this but had not been worried because he still held the superior numbers and the GAGA units had been specially designed to deal with a situation just like this. What he hadn't expected though was what had happened next. The Twindrive unit had spammed those green GN particles of it and the GAGA units had all just... Well he simply lacked words to describe what had happened. In short however the new MS had surrounded the Gundam and piled upon in it... and then all activity had seemed to cease from either side. What the hell was going on?

The green GN-field striking the GAGA units at full force something close to a tidal wave seemed to pass through all of them. Staring with disbelieving eyes all of the GAGA pilots had quickly started regaining their memories. As if awakening from a long deep sleep they moved as one and advanced on the Gundam. No, they no longer saw the Gundam, they saw a naked Setsuna. "Setsuna..."

Once again activating his GN-spam even Setsuna was shocked by the outcome. He could see all of the hundred pilots now, they were all naked and they were all Nena Trinity. "Nena is feeling excited..." one of them said and a myriad voices repeated the same as all the Nenas started advancing on him with lustful eyes. Their naked bodies closing in on him Setsuna broke out in a cold sweat. Was this heaven or hell?


His mouth hanging open as he watched the scene unfold in front of him Ribbons Almark couldn't believe what he was seeing. Because of the connection to Veda he had linked all his newly massproduced fake innovators he was able to see everything they did. "What the ZOINKS is this ZOINKS!!" he yelled in his most upset voice.

ZOINKS awesome. Just ZOINKS awesome.

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 Post subject: Final Distortion
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"Ne--Nena?" The young woman blinked, staring at the young man. It was obvious he was of middle-eastern heritage and the redhead found the soft color of his skin quite fetching.

"Yes.. That's my name... Me-ena." The young man looked at her strangely and she found this particularly endearing. "And you are Setsu-- I apologize... your name is Sohran Ibrahim.". Sohran Ibrahim, or Setsuna F.Seiei as he called himself was a pilot of one of those Gundam's. He was What Celestial Being had referred to as a Gundam Meister. More importantly, he was a very interesting subject right now... He was the first real innovator... the first person that had innovated. How would he measure up to Descartes? Meena didn't want to miss a meeting between those too, she had waited to long for this chance to slip through her fingers. This time she would wittiness real communication between Innovators.

"What are you doing here? YOU sent me that info Nena Trinity?" Setsuna asked her again, stating the obvious. What she had sent him had been just enough to make him interested, she had made sure of it. Just enough to make him interested but not enough to give him a full picture. He had been forced to come to her to find out the rest. She had expected this. It was what she wanted. Now she was meeting him in person. Others might have though it dangerous and a great risk for their own personal safety but not Meena. She had always been willing to go that extra mile and break new ground...

"Trinity? No, my name is Carmine... Meena Carmine. But that isn't important mister... Ibrahim... or would you like me to call you mister innovator? Maybe that would be more suitable? I've never been much for titles myself though." She tried to give him what she hoped was a reassuring smile but instead it came out a toothy grin. He didn't seem to notice though, actually seemed to expect it. It was one of her few failures... she knew that she had absolutely zero social competence. But what she lacked in social skills she made up in knowledge or simply being pretty. It was far to easy to make people forget your nasty habits if you just showed them a little leg. So she dressed in a short skirt with high-heeled boots and her boobs were uncomfortably pressed upwards to fully make use of her pushup bra and make her breast more prominent than their actually were. She wasn't had on the eyes... not at all and she found it a personal victory that she could make so many men turn their heads... and she wasn't tall or anything like a model, she was actually small enough that her high-heels didn't even make any real difference. "Wait... Did you say Trinity?"

Setsuna didn't answer he remained silent for the time being, giving her a stoic and hard attitude that she hadn't really expected. What a weird man he was. She was leaning forward slightly so that he would be able to sneak a peek at her breast without being seen... but he wasn't biting. He had shown no sign of being interested in her body... no he was staring at her face.... and that was when she knew why he was staring at her... why he had called her Trinity. He hadn't said Meena, he had said Neena."I'm not Neena"

She told him in a flat tone, her smile disappearing.

"Yes, I understand." Setsuna replied in an equally monotone tone. Looking back it wasn't something she was particularly proud of but even knowing what she did today she probably would have made the same decision as she made back then. She been a university assistant, not even dry behind her ears but because of her talent and be sheer luck she had been at the right place at the right time. She had donates all of her eggs. She was sterile now and could never have any children but back then and even now she had never been interested in having offspring. Offspring was just mankind ego. But still, when they had been allowed out of the test-tubes...

"No you don't." Her smile returned involuntarily and it felt more real this time. They had found Michales body and The Throne Eins was just bits of scrap... Johann had not even left a body to be buried. "How is she??? She's with you right??" For some reason her voice sounded desperate. That wasn't how she usually sounded... her vouched sounded really on in her ears. Both Michael and Johann were dead. She had never really given birth to them but... they were still the closest thing to children she would ever have... She was supposed to make him encounter Descartes, why was she acting like this?

"...No" His reply was short, too short.

"No??" What was he saying? Meena's mind was racing, grasping at his short reply as cold hard reason quickly set in. It was only logical that he would reply this way, if he had been with Nena then he wouldn't have mistaken Meena for her. "W-well?? where is she then?"

He met her eyes squarely, didn't look away but his reply didn't come immediately. He might make some logical conclusions of his own if he was smart enough but he would just be guessing.... he had no way of knowing who Meena was now way that he... Meena stared back into his gleaming gold eyes. "She's dead too?" Meena answered her own question feeling her heart finally break. The innovator nodded and Meena turned away staring at her boots.

How had it happened? No she didn't want to know, knew she couldn't handle it if he told her. Had be killed her? Meena looked up again and met his eyes with a hard stare. She saw guilt in his eyes, or rather she felt it somehow,,, but that he hadn't killed her, Meena was convinced of this. She sat down hard on the stool she had been sitting on earlier, her legs feeling weak. Now everyone... now all of them were dead. Nena had been the last one... not even any of the embryos remained. Meena would never be able to have any more children.

"They were never meant to survive you know... even I knew this." They had just been an attempt at innovation, an attempt to cheat evolution and breech the gap with the wonders of technology. But they hadn't innovated non of them had so instead they had been brought up as backup. But the Thrones had been introduced and as they had Meena had with a strange mixture of pride and disappointment watched as the Trinities had disappeared from her care.

Johann, he had always tried to hard... Michael... had only tried when he had to and Nena, Nena had never tried at all.

Would normal children have been like this? They had all shared a special invisible bond it seemed, all sharing some part of Meena's own personality. Especially Nena,,, When Meena had last seen that little girl she had only had the body of a six year old... But she had looked so much like her, like how Meena had when she had been her age. Had she become pretty? Had Nena become pretty?

Setsuna watched in silence as The Trinities mother cried over the loss of her children, as somebody in the world finally remembered them as something other than just a distortion.


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I really like these, especially the last one. It touches the heart, in a sad but good way.

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 Post Posted: Sat Oct 08, 2011 7:02 pm 
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Nice work! Not only is this a good read, but you've managed to make me want to work on the Gundam story I've been neglecting.

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