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人造のアーティフィシャル夜空

~artificial night sky~

ABSOLUTE CLIMAX

A small collection of what I consider to be my best writing. This is representative of my ideal otaku writing and is reflective of various fascets of myself. Brief glimpses of my elusive moments of creative genius.

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Eventually the good stuff will be converted to HTML or PDF.
Note: character encoding is used to be more yabai, that issue with the old txt files should now be resolved

Yukinoshita Yukino analysis
Love is Dead, Long Live the Otaku
The Ideological Warrior

"No reservation, no hesitation, no discrimination, no limitation, just liberation"

An Ode to the Otaku Room

Colors coalesce into a psychedelic otaku fever-dream. Clashing colors become uniform; kaleidoscopic mosaics form as the lights dim, interests intersect, and reality bends to your will. You are now surrounded only by beautiful things.

ETERNAL SUNSHINE OF THE JAV-LESS MIND

One final climax...

"World Famous Moe Artist" ~ An UNDER17 Retrospective

Exploring the history, influence and legacy of the self-proclaimed "World Famous Moe Artist," as well as my personal history with the group. This retrospective will touch on various Japanese subcultures and the impact they have on UNDER17, the history of the group, recounting the careers of the two main members, and finally concluding with a cursory look at some of their wonderful songs.

An ode to Caramelldansen

A love letter to the BGM of my youth; these are my memories in 4:3

Oregairu: My Love Feels All Wrong

Here is a little fanfiction thing I wrote for a challenge on a community I'm a part of. I think it's inredibly self-inulgent, my fiction writing is questionable at best, and my vision for the ending was a bit edgy. However I felt like I wanted to share this somewhere since it did turn out pretty decent. Read it at your own risk!

Fukan Fuukei
The case for fansubs

Regarding the merit of fan translations from the perspective of someone who cares about quality translations and remebering the classics.

Denpa-kei influences in Boogiepop

Regarding the deep running influences of denpa-kei in Boogiepop Phantom, something I noticed and did not see addressed elsewhere. A personal interest of mine is denpa-kei so discussing it through Boogiepop is a was to bring more attention to the subject.
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Knights of the Old Republic

1990. All the Young Nerds gather within a summertime memory of the sepia-tinged streets of Akihabara. The smell of sweat and salty food lingers in the afternoon air as the sun sets just beyond the concrete horizon. Off to the side of the closed-off road, a young woman stands with a microphone and boombox, singing an off-key cover of "GURA GURA" in cosplay- she is wearing a serafuku. A crowd slowly begins to form around this new idol. Her voice resonates at the perfect frequency and the crowd is at her mercy of her eternal serenade. Like ships beckoned to their premature end by Sirens on the rocks, all the young nerds are lost in a swirling whirlpool of thoughts, unable to go beyond. They clap and she sings. Lightsticks dance on their own.

UNFINISHED REQUIEM (1000 GRIMOIRES)

Heavy is the head that wears the fedora

The most important anime of the 2010’s might have been Saekano

Saenai Heroine no Sodatekata might very well be the most important anime of the decade. The fact that such a funny idea blossomed within my mind throughout the duration of my Saekano rewatch was as much concerning as it was novel. The absurdity of this statement likely has many reeling at the idea, and feverishly composing a list of several other venerable series they deem “better” in all regards. I must confess I went through a similar thought process upon the terrifying realization that such an amusing idea was already nestled in the recesses of mind. But alas, the idea itself was far too intriguing to not entertain, and to which extent I found- could not yet fathom the rabbit-hole I would soon find myself stumbling down.

Catching cicadas in the summertime

I feel the sweat being dried on my face and back as the heat subsides with and night encroaches. The sweet taste of watermelon tickles my tongue as wind-chimes jangle lazily as the afternoon sun dips just beyond the horizon. I hold a sweating Ramune bottle and hear the jingle of a marble bouncing about, reminding me of the fun still to be had; tomorrow we would be catching cicadas in the overgrow.

“Where is my Misaki?”

Sunset Overdrive

"She looks like the real thing, She tastes like the real thing; My fake plastic love."

The first episode of Symphogear is perfect

Analyzing why the first episode of Symphogear was able to grab my attention so quickly, and generally regarding the importance of first episodes in anime.

Falling in love... 1000 times later

Reflections of someone who cannot stop loving 2D girls.

A critical look at Hachiman's infamous "I hate nice girls" monologue

An in-depth exploration of Hikigaya Hachiman's (often) misconstrued monologue, that is nearly universally disregarded as a joke, but is one of the most important moments in the story.

Resistence to change in Oregairu

An examination of Hikigaya Hachiman's greatest flaw: his unrelenting attachment to his "loner" persona.

Sepia Nightmare

How Boogiepop Phantom Explores the “Stasis of Adolescence”

Oregairu Analysis Section

Here is a collection of my favorite pieces I wrote about one of my absolute favorite anime and light novels- Oregairu (Yahari Ore no Seishuun Love Comedy wa Machigatteru.)

A critical look at Hachiman's infamous "I hate nice girls" monologue

An in-depth exploration of Hikigaya Hachiman's (often) misconstrued monologue, that is nearly universally disregarded as a joke, but is one of the most important moments in the story.

Resistence to change in Oregairu

An examination of Hikigaya Hachiman's greatest flaw: his unrelenting attachment to his "loner" persona.

Oregairu: My Love Feels All Wrong

Here is a little fanfiction thing I wrote for a challenge on a community I'm a part of. I think it's inredibly self-inulgent, my fiction writing is questionable at best, and my vision for the ending was a bit edgy. However I felt like I wanted to share this somewhere since it did turn out pretty decent. Read it at your own risk!

soon, we will be living in a collection of memories...