So, I've started back up on Dungeon Keeper Ami and run across this gem in the chapter titled Constuction Work...
Will the transhumanist future have catgirls? Does Japan still exist? Well, there is your answer.
Quote:"Nephrite. Once again, you disappoint." Beryl's voice sounded calm and-----
bored, but the brown-haired general knew enough to detect the
undercurrent of steel it hid.
He clenched his teeth and stood very rigid. The throne room's air felt
cold on his sweat-soaked forehead, and he knew that he was pale like a
sheet. To any of the many courtiers skulking about just outside the
light radius surrounding the queen, he would appear quite terrified.
From the corners of his eyes, he could see that snake Zoisite hover in
the air not far away, looking insufferably smug at his fellow general's
misfortune. In truth, the only thing Nephrite feared right now was
covering the throne room's finely polished tiles with vomit. He couldn't
imagine his Queen reacting well to that. His stomach felt as if
it was full of stones, and he could taste the bile rising in the back of
his throat. In short, he felt sick like a dog and was trying not to
show it. So much for that brilliant plan.
As usual, the stars had chosen his newest victim, some short-haired
teenager with a passion for cooking. Sounded easy, right? Just smile at
her, put the evil mark on a spoon, and leave. Except the plan had
backfired. Sure, the girl had been so impressed with his gentle
encouragement that she had thrown herself into the work like a girl
possessed - hah! However, the problems had started when her family
confronted him with dark glowers on their faces as they heard the noises
coming from the kitchen. They had politely but insistingly prevented
him from leaving. He could still hear the words of the middle sister in
his mind "Oh no, after what you have done, it would be horribly impolite to just send you away without treating you to what our little sister is preparing."
The evil monster must have been smirking at him inwardly the whole
time. Then, surprisingly strong hands had pushed him back into the
kitchen. Where his 'victim' had enthusiastically force-fed him her
creations, despite his protests. Did he mention that she was actually a
horrible cook? Thank you, stars. Thank you so much. In hindsight,
getting away might have been worth blowing his disguise as Masato
Sanjouin.
Will the transhumanist future have catgirls? Does Japan still exist? Well, there is your answer.