Ri

What about an ARMY of king arthurs?

TOHSAKA

My character is an old man with lots of money, I have this in the bag.

Tostada?

RIN

>Rin
OHOHOHOHOHOHOHO~!

I want to give it to the ojou.

Who

She'll orgasm to death.

By doing absolutely nothing. She'll manage to screw her evil plan up all by herself, no input needed.

Summon pic related

I drop a planet buster on her on our way to a objective that actually matters.

Fashback to a high jump training. Leave her to my past self, I'm good at rolling failures.

She wants to give it to the Rin.

I'd try to run out her resources with hit and run tactics. That jewel magic is expensive.

And I'm fine with this.

>That jewel magic is expensive.
There's a lot of old men out there.

Not after I'm done.

Tohsaka should've been the protagonist, Emiya a shit

Rin's mind felt thick, like she was swimming through mud as she slowly rose back towards consciousness. As she got closer the first thing she noticed was the sound of birds making a damn annoying chirping noise. The second thing she noticed was that her head hurt. It felt like there was a marching band performing in there.

She tried to open her eyes and immediately regretted it as soon as the light touched them. A piercing pain shot through her head and the band picked up the tempo. She tried to turn away from the light, and that was when she noticed she was being weighed down. There was something on top of her and by the feel of it that weight was a person. Instantly she felt an icy chill in the pit of her stomach.

She touched them gently. By the softness of their skin it was a woman. And if there had been any doubt left it was dispelled when she felt the impressive...tracts of land on her chest.

She tried her best to ignore the pounding musicians and remember what had happened. She remembered she'd attended some sort of stuffy social function, and there had definitely been alcohol present. Great, first time she ever drank and she went ahead and slept with some random girl.

At that exact moment she hoped for three things. First, that she hadn't made a spectacle of herself at the party. Second, that she hadn't said or done anything to suggest there would be a repeat performance of tonight. And finally, she really hoped they'd gone back to her room and not the strange girls.

Slowly to give them time to adjust, she opened her eyes a sliver, and thankfully it didn't hurt as much as before. When she had them open all the way she found herself staring up at a familiar bed canopy. A quick look around confirmed it was her room. Good.

She turned her gaze towards her sleeping partner to find the girl had long blonde hair and...

Oh.

Oh no.

Nonononono!

The woman sleeping on top of her, the woman she had apparently had...sex with, was Luviagelita Edelfelt.

We call Illya.

Suddenly she felt sick, but fought it down. Any sudden movements would wake...her.

She tried to weigh her options. Her instincts screamed at her to get out of there, but what would that accomplish? It was her room and even if she disappeared until Luvia woke up the other girl would probably figure out what had happened, that was if she didn't outright remember.

Her second option was to move Luvia somewhere, but where? She didn't exactly know how to dress unconscious people. And even if she were to dump Luvia somewhere naked (a tempting thought) she might still remember and then there'd be even more hell to pay.

Another smaller part of her whispered that she should cuddle up to her and enjoy the warmth while she could. This part was obviously sick and perverse so Rin stomped on it with all the mental force she could muster, which wasn't much with that band still playing away.

Luvia mumbled in her sleep and Rin froze, hoping that she was just sleep-talking. No such luck, as to Rin's rising horror the blonde's eyes began to slowly creep open. The two simply stared at each other for a long moment before realisation dawned on Luvia's face. Then, in a move so in sync it seemed almost rehearsed, the two leapt screaming to sit on opposite sides of the bed. Annoyingly Luvia was the one who managed to grab the sheets, leaving Rin to cover her modesty with a pillow.

“Tohsaka, what is the meaning of this!” the blonde asked, causing Rin to roll her eyes.

“I would've thought that would be obvious.” she retorted, trying not to wince at the sudden explosion of noise.

“What dirty tricks did you use?”

“Excuse me?!”

“I never knew the Tohsaka family would stoop so low as to spike a woman's drink.” Rin saw red and very nearly lost control of her anger. She took a second to calm herself down before replying.

I hit every single one of her Bad Ends in my first playthrough. I just feel fear when she gets posted.

“I don't need to slip someone anything to get them to go to bed with me.” She blushed as she realised the variety of ways that sentence could be interpreted, and from the look on Luvia's face she realised it too.

“Oh ho ho, have experience do we?”

“H-Hardly,” she stuttered before recovering, “It's just that I'm a faultless example of a beautiful woman, so I imagine it must have been quite a thrill for you!”

“I-what?!” Luvia turned away blushing, “I simply do not swing that way!” Rin grinned, like a predator sensing weakness, and she allowed a note of superiority to slip into her voice.

“Hmm, so I managed to attract someone who not only isn't into girls but also supposedly hates my guts?” The look on Luvia's face was priceless as she realised that her only options were stroking-er bolstering Rin's ego or admitting to fancying girls.

“I hope you enjoyed yourself Tohsaka, because this will never happen again. You hear me? Never again!” With that Luvia marched towards the living room and the front door and then out into the hallway.

Rin slowly began to count down in her head...

A shrill shriek echoed from outside and her front door crashed back open. In marched Luvia, red-faced and deliberately ignoring Rin as she began to search for her clothes.

Rin watched as she fell to her hands and knees to search under the bed, and my that was a delightful example of how to improve a bad start to the day.

She'd forgotten her own modesty was only protected by a pillow.

Go on...

Luviagelita Edelfelt walked through the halls of the Clock Tower with only a shadow of her usually elegance and self-confidence; her steps not quite as purposeful as usual. Her blonde hair didn’t seem as lustrous as normal and while it was done up in her usual tight ringlets, a few strands had managed to escape. Not to mention the dark circles beginning to form under her eyes. She was doing a fair job of maintaining her usual elegant façade, but anyone not completely absorbed in themselves (which fortunately for her, wasn’t many in the Clocktower) would notice something off. The truth was she was feeling drained and tired.

Ever since the … incident, from the previous weekend, she had not been sleeping properly. When she lay in bed at night she would often feel hot, fidgety and tense. When she did finally nod off, she would see glimpses of a naked Asian girl on top of her or sometimes writhing beneath her, and she would wake all sweaty. Clearly even though she didn’t remember much of that evening it had been horrifying enough to give her nightmares. And if she needed to attend to herself afterwards, that was simply part of being an adult and it had nothing to do with Tohsaka!

She stopped before the doors that lead in to the lecture theatre, taking the time to smooth down and brush off her dress. Then she pushed open the door and stepped inside.

At first the inside appeared empty completely empty, but then she heard the scratching of a pencil against paper. She turned and froze when she saw that the only person in the room was Tohsaka; she felt a slight tingle run over her skin, and her stomach felt a little hollow. She ignored it. The girl was bowed over her desk, seemingly completely absorbed in whatever she was writing. That suited Luvia just fine; she had no intention of speaking to that backwater bumpkin.

She marched over to her seat, whilst completely ignoring the Tohsaka heir. As she sat down she glanced at her watch and suppressed a groan; somehow she had arrived half an hour early. She leaned back in her chair and tried to prepare herself for the long wait.

The seconds seem to drag on and on as she sat there, the scratching of Tohsaka’s pencil seemed to become louder and more frantic and she seemingly couldn’t stop her eyes from repeatedly drifting over to the other girl. She gritted her teeth and tried to lose herself in her thoughts by thinking about any of her current projects; it didn’t work. Eventually, she looked to her watch again and saw that it hadn’t even been ten minutes. It was only a couple of minutes after that that her patience finally snapped. To hell with this, she needed to confront Tohsaka directly!

She slammed her hand down on the desk as she shot to her feet, causing Tohsaka to jump. Luvia grinned at the sight of her looking around like a startled rabbit. The Japanese girl spotted her, and the two of them locked eyes. Tohsaka’s eyes were a very pretty shade of blue, it was a shame they were wasted on a bumpkin like her.

She walked over to her, trying to keep her stride casual and Tohsaka rose to her feet as she approached.

“What the hell is your problem, Edelfelt?” Tohsaka asked.

“I would have thought that was obvious,” Luvia replied. “My problem, as usual, is you.”

The Japanese magus didn’t reply, instead she just narrowed those lovely, blue eyes. As the moment dragged on and it became obvious that she wasn’t going to ask, Luvia decided to get straight to the point.

“I still have yet to receive your apology.”

“Apology? For what?”

“For taking advantage of me!”

“Taking advantage of - !?” Tohsaka spluttered, her face turning red and her eyes suddenly becoming hard. “I would never – “

“Then what else would you call getting me drunk and then having your wicked way with me?”

“We were both drunk! And I don’t remember you trying to stop me! In fact, you couldn’t get enough!”

“Then your memory is faulty!” Luvia exclaimed. “I am not that way inclined, and even if I was, I would not lower myself so far as to climb into bed with a backwards hick like you!”

“Actions speak louder than words, Edelfelt! And trust me, you were plenty loud enough that night!”

Luvia could feel herself grow hot in the face.

“Shut up! It’s your fault I’ve been having these stupid dreams!”

“Dreams?” Tohsaka repeated, and Luvia knew she’d said too much when a grin that was somehow both smug and predatory spread across the smaller girl’s face.

“Is that what this is about?” Tohsaka continued. “You’ve been dreaming about me? My, I must have left quite the impression.”

“Sh-shut up! They’re not dreams, they’re nightmares! Just the thought of your hands on me is revolting!”

“Really?” Tohsaka’s voice was dangerously low. “But it would explain why you insist on invading my personal space.”

At Tohsaka’s words the blonde realised just how close together they were standing and decided to move back, just a little bit.

“But you were so interested in my lips that night,” Tohsaka said, moving a step closer. Luvia could feel the heat radiating off her and backed up a step instinctively.

“You lie, Tohsaka! I bet you’re not even that good a kisser!”

“Better than you.”

“H-how would you know!?” This was bad, how had Tohsaka gained control of this conversation?

“I remember,” Tohsaka responded, moving forward again.

Luvia took another step backwards and felt her rear come in to contact with the edge of a desk. She gulped.

“Ridiculous!” she exclaimed. “You’re probably just lying to satisfy your own ego!”

“Well, you’ll never know will you?” Tohsaka said, stepping even closer, so that they were standing only inches apart.

Suddenly she felt infuriated by that smug smile on her rival’s face, and gripped by a sudden impulse she leaned forward quick and pressed her lips firmly against Tohsaka’s. When she pulled back she was delighted to see the completely stunned expression on the girl’s face; those pretty blue eyes wide and yet dazed.

“Ha! See,” she began. “I told you I was the better – “

She was cut off as the dark-haired girl threw herself forward and pressed their lips together again. This time it was her turn to look stunned.

“Don’t get ahead of yourself, Edelfelt,” Tohsaka whispered in her ear.

Why that little…

Luvia brought her head down and engaged them in a third kiss. This one wasn’t over so quickly, and they went at it fiercely in a battle for domination. She felt Tohsaka’s tongue probing against her lips and they parted involuntarily. Once she got over the shock she engaged it with her own tongue, the two organs clashing as they attempted to explore each other’s mouths.

Tohsaka wrapped her arms about the back of the taller girl’s neck in an attempt to pull her closer, and Luvia responded by wrapping her own arms around the Japanese girl’s waist, pulling their bodies tightly together. Tohsaka pushed her back hard against the desk and released her grip on her neck so she could grip the underside of the blonde’s thighs and lift her just that little bit so she could sit on it. Instinctively Luvia parted her legs to allow her in closer.

Eventually Luvia had to pull back for air, and when she did Tohsaka didn’t waist a second in bringing her lips down to the hollow where Luvia’s throat met her shoulder. The blonde felt a small jolt of electricity run through her at the contact, and then a larger one when she felt Tohsaka’s tongue against her skin. She couldn’t help the low moan that passed between her lips. In that moment of weakness the smaller girl pushed her down against the desk and crawled on top of her. From there she leaned in again and captured the blonde’s lips again.

Suddenly Luvia gasped as she felt something cold slide under her blouse and make its way slowly, oh so slowly over her stomach. That hand moved over her right breast and gently squeezed the great orb, making her release another moan in to her partner’s mouth. She could feel Tohsaka grinning against her lips.

The heat and tension began to grow inside her as Tohsaka began to grind against her…

Suddenly the spell was broken by a very loud cough.

Both girl’s looked up to see Lord El-Melloi standing in the doorway, one eyebrow raised.

Both of them felt themselves flush with a completely different kind of heat, and in their mad scramble to get off each other they rolled off the desk and crashed against the floor. They jumped to their feet and separated, they went back to their desks with their faces as red as rubies. They didn't even shout at each other, in the vain hope that their teacher would ignore this incident if they did.

Although Luvia swore she heard Rin whisper something as she passed.

‘We’ll settle this later.’

She felt a shiver run down her spine.

Her anus is defenseless. The fighters will slay her in a single bout.

We should get Cu Chulainn in on it. He specializes in defenseless anuses.

Masquerade as the tax man and watch her have a sudden heart attack.

Good plan.

All ohoho, no fight. That's Luvia.

Luvia's a damn good fighter, see that scene at the end of UBW. As a lover though she can go from dom to sub in the blink of an eye. Just like Rin. Those two are very similar in how they are and how they act, they could almost be twins. It's probably why they go so well together.

Repeatedly attempting high jumps.

Rin sighed into the palm of her hand as she flopped most inelegantly into the armchair in her London apartment. It was never supposed to get this far. After that first night together when they had both been drunk, they had agreed that it would never happen again. But it had, and not just once but several times and more. Not long ago she’d started getting a weird, fluttering sensation in her stomach whenever the other woman was around and her skin would tingle when they touched. It was so obvious to her now, she had to have been in denial in order not to have realised it at the time. Then yesterday that one guy had to walk over and try to ask her…lover, on a date. She had turned him down but Rin had still felt tightness in the pit of her stomach, along with a surge of annoyance and anger. What she’d been feeling in that moment had been easy to identify. Jealousy. Now she had no choice but to admit the obvious truth.

She was in love with Luviagelita Edelfelt.

Ah god damn it! That felt so wrong to say but at the same time…not; why couldn’t anything be simple? This wasn’t supposed to happen; the Edelfelts and the Tohsakas had been rivals for generations. If her father were still alive he’d probably die of shock, but as she’d realised a while ago she wasn’t her father, could never be same as him, she just didn’t have it in her as much as she’d tried. Even though they’d been trying not to, she and Luvia had eventually started spending some time in each others company in public. It turned out even simply hanging out together drew a lot of whispers when your families had a history of bad blood; in a twisted way it was fortunate that neither of them had parents any more.

On the small coffee table in front of her chair was small item, wrapped in brightly coloured yet somehow still tasteful wrapping paper. It was this seemingly innocuous item that had put her on her current train of thought; it was a birthday present for Luvia. The instant she had finished wrapping, it had occurred to her that she had gone from trying to beat the other woman at just about everything, to taking the time to buy an appropriate birthday gift.

A scuffling noise came from the direction of the front door, after a couple of moments she heard it swing open and a voice rang out:

“Rin?”

Oh that was right, she had given Luvia a key to her apartment and they were apparently on a first name basis after so long referring to each other only as “Tohsaka” and “Edelfelt”. She barely suppressed a sudden, powerful desire to slap her hand against her forehead, just how deep were they into this? And why was she only recognising all of this now?

“In here,” she replied.

Luvia walked through into the living room and placed her handbag down on the table, almost acting as though she lived there. And as Rin realised, she might as well have. Now that she thought about it, the two of them had spent a lot of time in this apartment over the last year and a half. In fact she remembered being in Luvia’s house only once and that had been enough to turn her green with envy at the obvious wealth.

Her…girlfriend? (gah!) caught sight of the little wrapped package on the table, gave Rin an enquiring look and picked it up.

“And what is this?” she asked.

The sight of the blonde and the sound of her voice had a curious effect on Rin. It caused her mood to pick up significantly, which only served to reinforce her previous thoughts but strangely her spirits refused to dampen again.

“It’s a birthday present,” Rin responded.

“Oh ho ho, so you remembered.”

“Of course, you mentioned it often enough,” Rin replied, trying and failing to force some convincing sarcasm into her voice. Luvia obviously noticed because she gave Rin an odd look before asking:

“What’s wrong?”

Rin hesitated before responding. This was never meant to be serious, even when they had first started sleeping together a little less than a year ago they tried to keep it casual and even continued competing with each other. However, now things had apparently changed and she needed to know where she stood. She took a deep breath before looking Luvia directly in the eyes.

“Just what the hell is this?”

“What is what?” the blonde replied. Rin couldn’t tell if she was serious or just pretending not to know what she was talking about.

“This,” Rin attempt to clarify, indicating the two of them with her hand.

“Why does it have to be anything?” her companion responded, her sudden nerves showing through despite her attempt at flippancy.

“This isn’t just some fling, you know,” Rin retorted. “You have a key to my apartment.”

Luvia sighed.

“Can this not wait for tomorrow? I was having such a pleasant birthday.”

Even though Rin knew Luvia was trying to dodge the question and indeed making no secret of it, it didn’t take long for her resistance to cave. She let rested her forehead in the palm of her hand and groaned, more at how soft she was being than anything else.

“Alright fine. But we’re having this discussion in the morning.”

“Excellent,” Luvia replied rising to her feet and heading for the bedroom. “I don’t know what you’re complaining about anyway. You never would have ended with someone as refined and sophisticated as myself otherwise,” she continued playfully.

Rin snorted.

“Please. You’d would never have been able to afford this.”

“Oh Rin. Do you really want to get into a discussion on who would not have been able to afford whom?”

Rin watched open mouthed, as her girlfriend opened the bedroom door and stepped inside. That was it, after a low blow like that she was going to make the blonde beg tonight.

- - -

She was awoken by the shrill ringing of the phone on her bedside table. Damn technology, it had no consideration for other people and she’d been having such a nice dream. She glanced at the clock that lay on the same table and mentally cussed. Who the hell was calling at this hour?!

She moved gently as she reached for the phone, so that she wouldn’t disturb Luvia and felt the blonde shift against her. The other girl’s arms were wrapped around her and she had one hand resting on her stomach. She felt a moment of intense satisfaction, she had succeeded in her self-imposed mission to make the girl beg, oh she wouldn’t forget that sight, ever nor would she forget the desperation in her voice. She shelved that thought as she picked up the phone and placed it to her ear.

“Hello?”

“Hello, Tohsaka?” came a familiar voice from the other end of the line.

“Shirou?”

“Yeah it’s me; I need to ask your advice on something.” Before he could describe what it was he needed her advice on however she interrupted him.

“Shirou, is this life or death important?”

“Uh, not really no.”

“I see, I see,” she replied, fighting to keep her voice from rising. “Where are you right now?”

“Fuyuki?” he sounded like he thought it was a trick question.

“I see, and what time is it there?”

“Eleven o’clock…”

“Care to guess what time that makes it here in London?”

“…I’m sorry?” She swore she could feel his fear over the phone line, excellent.

“You will be when I next see you,” she growled into the receiver, she wouldn’t make her sister a widow but as long as he survived it should be alright. She was about to describe exactly what she was going to do to him but something made her freeze. The hand on her stomach was moving, in fact it was dropping dangerously low. That could only mean that Luvia was awake! Suddenly she felt hot breath on her cheek and a warm softness against her back as the other woman pulled their bodies tightly together. Their very naked bodies, her mind chose to inform her, causing her breathing to become heavier. She knew exactly what was coming next, this was Luvia’s revenge for before.

“Rin,” the blonde purred directly into her ear, sending a shiver of pleasure and anticipation down her spine. “Rin, why don’t you come back to bed? This time I’ll make you beg.” The phone made a click and then a repetitive beeping noise indicating that Shirou had hung up.

Rin was mortified, she hadn’t told anyone back home about her and Luvia yet, until this morning she had only thought of it as a casual fling. Now Shirou had heard and what if he jumped to the wrong conclusion, like thinking she was sleeping with random women and what if he told Sakura or Ayako? Oh God. She guessed that was it, she was staying in London for the rest of her life. Her face was so flushed that it completely covered the heat radiating from her bed-mate’s own cheeks.

She felt Luvia take the phone from her grip and lean over to place it back in its cradle. Then the blonde pulled away from her and lay back down.

“Well that was fun, goodnight.”

Something rose up in Rin’s stomach and her eyes narrowed.

“Oh no, you don’t get to work me up then stop. You just promised me a round two and after that little stunt you’d better deliver!”

Luvia squealed as Rin pounced.

>End. I really shouldn't spam this story, but fuck it.

Bravo, user! It's always good to read a story.

By shooting her with literally any gun?

>"We shoot her."

Counterspelling, immobilisation, soul suspension, corrective brainwashing.

Late 90's and up tech, Finnish rich bitches, Kaleido Ruby, Illya, Emiya's dick, latent bisexuality, and old men with money all come to mind as potential weaknesses

But I'm pretty sure she actually had the most plot armor in all the paths. I think she only dies in one bad end
Is that true for heaven's feel with that gem sword?

The blonde, big breasted girl in our party seduces her.

Divinity: A + Magic Resistance: A

>implying I would try to defeat her
In my last game, my character's nick was literally "Archer", so...

...You died at the end?

In a game a few years back, we had a female magician with an affinity for gems who was also ambiguously Bi. It happened the player had been watching F/SN at the time and lifted a few ideas from it.

She ended up accidentally seducing the Princess of one land we were traveling through, which caused no end of grief when her father caught wind and sicced the entire realm's army on us.

She's just a mage, I'll close into melee an-MY LEG

Was the king secretly a woman?

Come to think of it, the king was described as unusually small and effeminate. Maybe the DM was in on it the whole time.

>Old West Werewolf: the Forsaken
>the team is packing spirit-bound aggravated damage murderblades, unnaturally strong claws and fangs, and the Colt Peacemaker of Destiny
>one specialises in being first on the draw and is somehow faster with his gun in his hand
>we regenerate very quickly
The same way we defeat everything else: by shooting it and savaging it until it stops moving.

10/10 good post user

He's busy with Bazett's anus though.

Well, game died before the campaign finished, but I assume that my character would have, or at least faked his death to escape the shadowrunner life and live out his days peacefully with his robot wAIfu.

I want to busy myself with Rin's defenseless anus.

Try really, really hard to jump over a high jump pole.

...

Bend her over and rape her.

Rude.

Mind control someone close to her into expressing deep, emotional connection with her (preferably romantic, but sisterly love is also acceptable), and when she glances down and away in demure Dere-dere you shoot her in the fucking head.

Just let her get her Luvia end without shooting her.

It's only rude if she's not Japanese.

Pure evil, user.

Allowing men the illusion of glory, of honor amidst bloodshed, of victory that can be relished, of believing there is some good to be found in war, is evil. If there is to be violence, it is best to be so brutal, efficient, without humanity, and without mercy as to leave all who witness it with no taste for war ever again.

Thanks for the advice Kirei. Now go back to your Mapo Tofu.

Ironically, Kirei deliberately sabotaged Rin by raising her with a muggle's conscience instead of a magus'. Whereas Tokiomi would shrug at a "I'll kill ALL of the innocent hostages!" gambit, Rin wouldn't.

So really, abuse the fact that, bizarrely for a wizard, she does have a sense of right and wrong.

Because the villain wanted her to.

That's actually a paraphrasing of Kiritsugu's opinion on Saber's concept of glory and honor.

You could say sabotaged, but in reality it saved Rin from just being a monster. Had she been raised a proper Magus, she'd have murdered her own Sister the moment she learned how fucked over she had been. She probably would never have saved Shirou either.

Kirei, by doing the wrong thing actually did the right thing.

Well, assuming I managed to get together a full set of runners before encountering her...GEEK THE MAGE!

By my lone, street sammy orc self?

youtube.com/watch?v=c55PtTyvfE4

Unless I somehow manage to get a really good hit in, I'm pretty much screwed.

Defeat her? With the help of a beautiful Finnish Magus, we redeem her.

I don't, she's my waifu and I love her for who she is. I betray the party and join her.

>it saved Rin from just being a monster
Like I said, sabotaged.

My nigga.

What Kirei did ultimately saved Rin. Elsewise she would have ended up like her father, who had a very sticky end indeed.

Children need not be clones of their parents.

it's a mimic.

Adventure over.

No, but she had absolutely no chance of-

Actually now that I think about it, Archer would have easily handled anything thrown at him if wielded properly. She'd have a good shot at winning thanks to Archer canceling out Gilgamesh

...

If I remember it right it was more like she accidentally got herself stuck inside leomund's secret chest with an annoying intelligent item

An item which led to the single most successful Fate spinoff of all.

You were a barely functional alcoholic manchild?

My team? Probably the same way we dealt with the last couple BBEGs: We eat it.

What are you basing that on, like sales data or ratings or what? 'Cause for all that a fuss is made over prisma liner, I don't know if it actually eclipses the other spinoffs.

What's your team made of?

Yup. Archer is hax. It's how a supposedly-B/C grade hero is able to do in the likes of Gil and etc.

Hell, Archer managed to fight down six of Bersercles' lives on his own without even support from his master in one of the routes.

Most of TYPE-MOON is hax of various degree, usually only fettered by things like mortality and/or conscience.