/ksg/- Katawa Shoujo General

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Happy birthday, best girl.

>Next day, go to Shanghai with friends
>loudly chatter in booth
>Hanako walks into the Shanghai, sees everyone, and gasps
>pretend not to notice her
>loudly say, "Wow, they really overcooked the chicken we ordered, didn't they?"
>other play along, saying "Yeah, this thing is so burnt nobody's gonna want it!" "Man, it's so disgusting I can barely look at it!"
>Hanako runs out of the Shanghai screaming, tears running down her face
>next day, find Hanako in the library
>"H-H-How could you user! I thought you were my f-f-f-friend!"
>"But I AM your friend, Hanako? Who else would come and read with you every day? You should be thankful for me, you know, otherwise you'd be all alone. You don't want to be all alone again, do you?"
>"I.... I g-g-g-guess not..."
>"I'll tell you what, Hanako. Let's spend more time someplace private. Do you want to come to my room?"
>"Ummm..... Your... r-r-r-room?"
>"I just thought we could talk more someplace private. You do like quiet places, right?"
>"Umm... I g-g-g-guess I do... But...."
>"It's okay, Hanako. You trust me, right? If you don't trust me, I guess I'm not your friend like I thought I was."
>"N-N-No! I, um.... Let's g-g-go to your room then."

>take Hanako to my room
>she sits down on my bed, I sit at my desk chair
>we talk casually about books and hobbies
>I make a few jokes, some of which elicit shy laughs
>after an hour of conversation, I escort her out of the dorm
>continue meeting Hanako in my room every afternoon for two weeks
>make sure I don't run into her in public
>finally, after an afternoon of intimate conversation, I ask "Hanako, can I see your scars?"
>she furtvely looks away and says, "user... But... I'm so...."
>"You're beautiful, Hanako."
>she turns bright red as I reach out and brush the hair away from the side of her face
>I look over her scarred, twisted skin and say, "Don't be afraid, Hanako. I love you just the way you are."
>she starts crying
>kiss her softly on her scarred forehead
>"It's okay Hanako. Let it all out."
>she sobs on my shoulder and tells how scared she was that nobody would ever love her
>I slowly begin to unbutton her shirt as she talks
>she looks at me with two wet, frightened eyes
>I kiss her on the lips
>"It's okay, Hanako. This is what lovers do, isn't it?"

shoo shoo slimey limey

>two weeks later
>still getting bacon action
>sometimes pass in the halls and smile, but only if nobody's around
>otherwise, we pretend we don't know each other
>one day, have big school assembly
>on the way out, find myself in crowd next to Hanako
>she smiled shly and says, "H-Hello user. Did you like the p-p-principal's speech?"
>stare at her
>say nothing
>turn to friend
>"Hey, did you hear something?"
>he says "Nope, nothing at all."
>leave Hanako behind, staring at my back with a stunned expression and damp eyes
>take her to my room that afternoon
>"Goddammit Hanako! What did I tell you! Don't talk to me in public!"
>"B-B-But.... we... we l-l-l-love eachother... And I thought...."
>"God, Hanako, you're such a nuisance! All you do is screw things up! Why do I bother with you? I should just leave you."
>"N-No! I'm s-s-sory user! I w-w-won't talk to you in public again! Ever!"
>"You were a bad girl, Hanako! Are you sorry!"
>"Y-Yes! I'm so s-s-sorry!"
>"I don't think you are. Bend over Hanako."
>"W-What?!"
>"You were a bad girl. Do you know what happens to bad girls?"
>roughly shove her onto the bed with her ass pointing up
>begin spanking her on her unscarred asscheek
>"N-No! Stop!"
>"You were a bad girl Hanako! Bad girls get spanked!"
>"Uuugh! Noooo! Stoooop! I'll be good, I promise! I promise!"
>start spanking her scarred asscheek
>she screams louder
>I finally relent, she curls up in a sobbing ball on my bed
>I say, "Hanako, there's only one way to solve this. Never speak without my permission, you understand? Not to anyone!"
>"Then we'll never have this problem again."
>she shudders but says nothing
>raise my hand to strike her again
>"I'll be a good girl! A g-g-good girl!"
>"You'd better be, Hanako... You'd better."

please do not bully the girls

>Americans trying to dictate when a Japanese girl has her birthday.

>a week passes
>Hanako talks to no one, not even in class, which is fine because everyone ignores her anyway
>pass by her classroom one day after school
>hear soft, muted voices
>peek inside
>see Hanako talking quietly with Mutou, something about assignments
>that afternoon, take Honko to my room and have smoking sex
>afterward we talk about our day like normal lovers
>suddenly I go cold and ask, "What did you tell Mutou?"
>she feigns ignorance, saying, "W-What? I n-n-never talk in class! I d-d-don't talk to anybody but you..."
>"You liar!"
>slap her hard on the burnt side of her face
>I tear skin, and blood rolls down her cheek
>"You were trying to sleep with him, weren't you, you slut!"
>"Noooo! N-Never! It was about c-c-class stuff! That's all!"
>I punch her in the stomach. She keels over and starts gasping for breath
>"You betrayed me, Hanako! How could you! I'm the only one who ever gave a damn about you and you stabbed me in the back!"
>"N-No! I didn't! I didn't! I just... I just...."
>grab her by the hair and yank her hard, dragging her across the carpet
>"I told you there would be consequences Hanako! I TOLD YOU!"
>let her head drop hard onto the floor and stomp on her stomach again
>roll her onto her back and slap her on the face again
>lean in close and say, "Go to your room Hanako."
>she whimpers, "D-D-don't... leave me...."
>"Go to your room, Hanako," I say, "And never come out."
>"If you do, I'll hit you again, and it will be all your fault."
>pull her up by her hair, open the door, and throw her out onto the hall
>"I'm s-s-sorry user...." she moans as I slam the door shut
>she staggers back to the girls' dorm
>she passes people but nobody notices she's been beaten, because she always is hunched over and hiding the scarred side of her face
>I come the next day bringing food, drinks, and a bottle for her to pee in
>and the next day, and the next, and the next....

Honko was literally made for bullying. On her birthday it's only appropriate to honour her real purpose in life.

>two weeks later
>go to Hanako's room for her usual dinner
>go right in without knocking
>am immediately assaulted by the smell of urine
>see hanako wearing her pink nightgown, now darkly stained, sobbing on the floor
>"Hanako! What the hell did you do? Did you fucking pee yourself?!"
>she hides her face and sobs, "I'm s-s-sorry user! I was a b-b-bad girl! I t-t-tried to hold it in! I really did!"
>"Goddammit, Hanako, now I have to clean your clothes!"
>"I'm s-s-sorry... I d-d-didn't mean it... I... I...."
>"Christ, Hanako, you're such a pain. You can't take care of yourself and you make me do all the work."
>"B-But... You won't let me go outside!:
>"It's for your own good, Hanako. You hate going outside and dealing with people. I'm just trying to cut away all the distractions. Now you only have to deal with me, the person who loves you."
>"D-Do you? L-l-l-love me? I'm know I'm... ugly.. and I can't g-g-go outside.... Or t-talk to people... And I.... pee myself sometimes...."
>I grab Hanako by the hair and shove her face into the piss-stained carpet
>"This is YOUR fault Hanako! YOUR fault! Dont' expect me to mop up your piss!"
>"I'm s-s-s-s-sorry! You're the only thing I have! P-Please love me! P-Please!"
>I sigh and shake my head
>"I tried to help you, Hanako. I did my best, I really did. I read with you, I kissed you, I held your hand, I had sex with you again and again.... I doubt any other guy would have done as much..."
>"But you know what, Hanako? You're not worth it. I've been willing to do a lot for you, but I'm not going to wash out your own piss."
>"N-No! P-p-please don't leave me! Please!"
>"I'm sorry, Hanako, but you'll just have to take care of yourself from now on."
>I leave her last meal on the floor in front of her and walk out of the room
>I don't go to see her the next day, or the next, or the next....

>nationality is to blame for why the sun hits one side of the earth before the other

Hanabullying is a time honoured tradition

Hanako

>on the fourth day I walk through the courtyard and see a beautiful blonde girl sitting on a bench, crying
>sit down next to her
>"Hey, what's wrong?"
>she sniffles, "My dear friend Hanako... It seems.... she died..."
>"I went away to Scotland for family business... When I heard I rushed back as soon as I could..."
>"Poor Hanako... She was always so fragile... And now I feel like I abandoned her..."
>"It's my fault, it's all my fault!"
>I ask, "What happened to Hanako?"
>Lilly sniffles, "They say she locked herself in her room and wouldn't come out...."
>"One day they noticed a smell.... They broke down her door and found her.... dead...."
>"They say she took too many sleeping pills and died in bed."
>"She was my friend! And I failed her! I let my poor Hanako wither and die!"
>I put my arm around the girl and let her sob into my chest
>I stroke her golden hair and kiss her forehead
>"It's okay. It's not your fault."
>"My name is Anonymous. What's yours?"

END

Bravo, I read this every time

Hi guys.

I discovered KS in a tragic moment of my life. I wouldn't say I'm sure it was Katawa Shoujo that saved my life... but it surely was one of the few things made me going back on track.
And Hanako was the girl I loved at first sight in the game.

So... Happy birthday, my dear Hanako.

this user is me

Also greetings from Germany.

I jest, that's good to hear.

Friendly reminder that Hanako hates her birthday.
She hates herself.
She hates you for reminding her that she was ever born.

I wonder how many people share this kind of story.
Because it also happened to me, more or less.

I hug you, brothers.

I was already out of the worst times of my life when I read the VN but its certainly helped inspire me.

It's been 9 years since the events of Katawa Shoujo,lads.

How do you think a mature, adult, Hanako Ikezawa is spending her 27th birthday?

Assuming she'd live that long.

9 years after graduating Yamaku, Hanako Ikezawa is in an adult assisted living facility. She spends day after day reading alone in her room, sometimes coming out to eat dinner at the cafeteria with a variety of other adults, most of them with more severa physical and mental disabilities than herself. At first she felt ashamed being here among people much more hopeless than herself, but gradually she got used to it. She finds her living situation comfortable. There's no one to gawk at her scars. Nobody judges her. Nobody pressures her to be places and do things when she doesn't want to, like at Yamaku. Nobody tell her she really need to get a job, like Lilly. She tried telling Lilly that she always got nervous in job interviews, but Lilly never understood. How could she? Lilly's always been pretty. Perfect. The best at everything. Sometimes Lilly stops by, but not as often as she used to. That's good. Lilly makes Hanako feel weak, ugly, pathetic. She's glad when Lilly's gone, and she can be alone.

Sometimes she thinks about Hisao. She thinks about the way she felt when they first starting dating. She remembers the first kiss she gave him, and the way his hands felt when they wrapped around her waist in a loving embrace. She wishes she hadn't chased him off. She wishes she hadn't gotten angry and paranoid every time she saw him talking to Miki or Emi or Lilly. But she couldn't help it. Hisao was the first ray of hope in her life since the accident. For a brief shining moment she actually felt like she could be a real girl, with a real life, instead of some hideous freak. But she cahsed him away. She scared him. She should have kept her temper in check. She should have trusted Hisao. She never have hit Emi that one time. She wishes she could take that back. But it's too late, far too late. So now she gets used to her quiet life, where nothing happens and nothing ever will. There's no hope for her, but there's no drama either, no stress. She'll keep on living like this util she dies, and if she's lucky Lilly will be around to bury her. It's the life she deserves, and she knows it.

Are you writing this now or is it pasta?

>when suriko visits for hanako's birthday

Okay this thread is just getting fucking depressing

I thought this was going to be a happy thread

Anyone know whether or not we're getting a new KY today?

Writing it now.

Should I go on?

Write a happy story then.

I don't see how Hanako happily living her life the way she wants is depressing?

Please, continue

I quite like it, use a spellchecker or proof read, your second one is filled with typos.

I still have morbid curiosity.

Goodnight /ksg/

Nth for a happy Hana! Happy birthday for best Shoujo!

Same, and while Hanako was neither my first or my last girl in the game, it was her who inspired me to be a better person and do something with my life.

Funny how guys like us can find inspiration in a fictional character yet are apathetic to the people around us. I want to change that.

I'm not sure where else to take it but here goes.

When she finished Yamaku she didn't know what to do. Lilly was generous, of course. Lilly went to university and let Hanako share her apartment. She kept on encouraging Hanako to go on job interviews, and agreed to pay Hanako's rent in the mean time. Hanako would apply to things, but since she didn't have any specific skills, she didn't get many interviews. The first time she got called in she dressed up in a nice lady's suit Lilly bought for her, managed to stay on the train all the way to the office, got all the way to the front door, then froze in panic. She couldn't even remember what job she was applying for. She turned and fled and spent the next hour hiding in the toilet in a nearby mall before going back to the apartment. She told Lilly the interview went okay, and Lilly believed her. The next time she got called in she actually managed to sit down for the interview, but she spent the whole time mumbling and staring down at her hands. The interviewer felt her nervousness and tried to calm her but that made her feel worse. She hated being babied and pitied. When the interview finished she barely made it out the door before she started sobbing. She hated being pitied but she hated being pitiful even more. And that's what she was, pitiful. There was no point in denying it.

Professional pool player.

In time Lilly started pitying her too. No; Lily just stopped hiding it. She'd get terse with Hanako if she went a month without an interview. She'd remind her, less and less gently, that it was costing the Satou family a lot of money for a two-person apartment. Hanako eventually stopped bothering to apply for jobs, and instead would start pretending she had job interviews and spend the afternoon hiding in the public library. Those were good days. She wished they could last forever, but she always had to come home to Lilly. Lilly the pretty, Lilly the perfect, Lilly getting good marks in school and making money on some part-time job. Lilly with the loving family who would support her no matter what. Lilly the lucky. Sometimes she wanted to ball her scarred hand into a fist and give Lilly a black eye, like she'd done to Emi back at Yamaku. But she never did. Sometimes, after an awkward, conversationless dinner with Lilly, she'd go back to her room and punch her pillows, just to get the anger out.

Goodnight, bro!

Goodnight!

9 years later Hanako works as a pharmaceutical researcher
She liked the idea of helping others through medicine, and wanted to do something with the life her parents gave her, especially if she could help those with actual disabilities (unlike herself)
In an office environment, people are respectful and don't give her any shit for her scars. She knows them well and works just fine with them. Some of them bring in their kids, and to them she's "the cool scary fire lady", but to the child of her highschool friends she's just "auntie Hana"
She doesn't have kids or a husband of her own, but the workplace doesn't have any rules about dating, so you never know

The final straw was the boy. Daiichi, he was called, or Dan, back in the States. He was half-Japanese, just like Lilly. They could talk to each other in two languages and share stories about overseas. They were always nice to Hanako when Daiichi came over to the apartment, but she felt like crying every time he looked at her. Not that she liked him especially (in her heart she still ached for Hisao) but she hated seeing Lilly with a boy. She'd been lucky enough already, but now she had sometimes to hold her, kiss her, love her. Sometimes she could ever hear them through the thin walls of the apartment. She'd lay awake at night, listening to them and feeling aroused even as she tried to choke back sobs (not that they would hear her anyway). With Daiichi she couldn't take it anymore. She went to her psychologist. It took a lot of doing, but she got her psychologist to reccomend her to an adult care facility. When she told Lilly she was moving out her friend nodded sadly and put up no fight. Hanako knew she, too, was relieved to have Hanako gone.

>Hanako works as a pharmaceutical researcher
She can hand my big pharma if ya' know what I mean.

So now she's all alone. Sometimes she wonders about Hisao. She wonders if he has a family or children. She wonders if he's happy. She wonders if he ever thinks about her. He wonders if he ever feels anything for her besides regret and pity. As for Hanako, she's okay. She hated the adult care facility at first, but now she feels at home. The nurses are very polite and they all seem to like her, probably because she doesn't have screaming fits or seizures or violent streaks like some of the other patients here. Some of the other residents are nice. There's one girl, Sanae, who she plays chess with. Sanae has severe autism and spends every game babbling to herself, but she's a good chess player and barely notices Hanako is there. Hanako likes Sanae very much.

The facility is on a mountain in the country. Her room is painted peaceful white. There's nothing on the walls. She likes to watch the breeze come in through the window and flutter pale curtains. It almost feels like she's in Yamaku. There's no hope here, not like there was when she was younger, but it is peaceful. No stress, no self-hatred, no being pitiable ever again. Just peace, for the rest of her life.

THE END

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This was more depressing than the torture copypasta because I can actually see it happening.

I see these Honko gifs everywhere. What game?

3d Custom Girl I think.

>you will never while away your days in a crazy house with a cute burn victim

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Boo!

>doesn't even have burns

this sickens me

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>page 8
>on her birthday

How do I find my true self?

youtube.com/watch?v=Kgx9bmzirLs

that's not the purple shutin

Alternate ending if you can't express your true self

Or buy a doll

My mind didn't see her to Hanako. Wait, other than Emi, which katawa has smallest bust?

Rin and Misha.

More Hana!

Mishas? S-seriously>

Goodnight friendos!

G'night bracket-dood.
I hope you enjoy today.

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Good night.

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>lily is bigger than misha

Hi, my name is user. I live with my parents and have no friends. I have no hobbies or interests, my academic and career prospects are mediocre. I have no girlfriend and I'm a virgin. Where did it all go wrong?

Sounds like you're in about the same position as half the country.

yeah. why would you want hanako to be actually happy and functional? she doesn't want a white knight, she doesn't want dead parents, and she doesn't want to be disfigured to the point that she's afraid to show herself due to heckling and stares. but then she wouldn't be such a kawaii moe shy girl for you, i suppose...

Happy birthday Hanako

who's your bestgirl?

Page 10 revive and it's nearly Hanako's birthday.
Maybe people are wary of shitposters who will try to take the opportunity to defend her route.

It's the 10th here in CDT

Another Hana for good measure.

Happy birthday to best girl

Hey, Biggus, long time no see!

Shitposting about Hanako's route is tradition as old as time.

Hi hanafriend

To be honest, I usually post Snoozu, but it's Hana's birthday.

Evening, Friends. How goes it?

So many wonderful Hana's tonight.

Have another Hana, friend.

Evening, dood.
It goes good. You?

Always wonderful to have another, thank you, friend.

That's good to hear, friend.

And to be honest, today was actually very good for me, also.

Excellent!

What happened to make it so good?

I just notice the birthdayhat now

Got to spend time with my friends for the first time in a month, though it'll be another month before I get to see them again. Usually spend the day playing our tabletop game, but one of the guy's had plans with his girlfriend, so we just spend the day shooting the shit and playing 'Over Watch'.