LinovaA

I am really looking forward to seeing what kinds of localizations will come after this. I remember thinking after I backed Clannad... "Hey... it would be cool if Muv-Luv got localized sometime..."
Wishes granted~
 
Perfect excuse for me to replay this though, as I have been meaning to do that.
 
Alright guys... let's get into the spirit of Muv-Luv~
 

Confession: The sci-fi mood that settled in about a month ago still hasn't gone away. In fact, it's only gotten stronger.
Currently playing Aurora 4x to try and shake it off, but again, it's only getting stronger. xD

Confession: The sci-fi mood that settled in about a month ago still hasn't gone away. In fact, it's only gotten stronger.
Currently playing Aurora 4x to try and shake it off, but again, it's only getting stronger. xD

confession: I didn't realize for months that Coμ is just the anime, super cereal version of power rangers

So I finally reached the 1000th post club. God what a spammer! I've only been an official member for 6 or so months but I have been lurking as a guest forumer for about 2 years now. What forced me to make an account? Well, I had a terrible stalking experience with an old forum back in the day and vowed not to visit social sites anymore, but finding a job in the social media marketing field last year kinda pulled me back in again to be a huge socialite on the internet. So, I decided to pull away from the fear and embrace being a crazy internet spammer socialite once again. And Fuwanovel forums made me feel right at home. Every member has been nice to me, like a typical VN protagonist being sincere to his virgin lover's first time experience. No negative experience that I can think of so far.   
 
It's awesome when I have a work-at-home job because I can fool around and play VNs more than someone who has to drag their ass to the office and listen to their boss nag at them all day. All of a sudden, I found myself making fuwanovel one of my official homepage tabs because it's an awesome resource for a recreational activity that I spend almost the same time as I do with work and replying/posting at least 10 times a day. Anyways, I will make the obligatory thank you, appreciate, kudos, "whatever the fuck you call it" thread for the people who helped me get here and made my fuwanovel experience much more lively. If I forgot to mention you, please don't hurt me. I love you with all my heart! 
 
@Tay: For putting up this site together and also not nuking our precious hangout spot to oblivion for too long during maintenance. 
 
@Zenophilious: Very helpful mod plus we have one thing in common. I reread Fate Stay Night/Hollow Ataraxia more times than I could count with my fingers.  
 
@Nosebleed: Thank you for Lilium x Triangle. For some reason I end up playing the entire thing again after you guys did the English patch. Also for keeping us people who gave up on Nisekoi long time ago updated with the whole “ordeal”. 
 
@Kaguya: Shikkoku no Sharnoth was a great read. Thanks for posting an info thread about it.
 
@KosakiFag: Thanks for keeping us updated with Alicesoft translations and games.
 
@Palas: My official "favorite member" of Fuwanovel. That's all that needs to be said.  
 
@Deep Blue: If I had to name another favorite member in this forum. It would be you, no doubt about it.  
 
@Funyarinpa: Sora is the best girl. This is the only time I will say it. Hope you are happy now! 
 
@Fred the Barber: I see you like a senpai in these forums. Please, take care of me senpai!
 
@TexasDice: Stay classy cowboy! 
 
@Jade: Almost always present whenever I visit Fuwa chat. Not sure if you’re stalking me…or is it the other way around?  
 
@Ceris and @The Striker: Hard to find our kind here as Hyperdimension Neptunia fans. Glad there are you guys!
 
@Nashetania: For owning me so hard as a Princess Evangile fan. Kudos to you. 
 
@DarkZedge: When you see someone with a Comyu sig, you know the guy is already fucking awesome.  
 
@VirginSmasher: Everywhere I go, you're there. We have an inseparable bond in these forums as if you're my little brother. You are free to call me Onee-sama.   
 
@XReaper: For recommending me a couple NTR games that I end up putting #1 on my list especially those done by Elf.  
 
@Jun Inoue: I didn’t know one of my favorite side characters in Majikoi would actually exist in Fuwanovel. Also an avid follower like me in the Majikoi A series progress. 
 
@OriginalRen: Every time you post something hilarious in the forum, it puts me in a really good mood. Thank you for bringing rainbows and sunshine during my stressful days.  
 
@Kiriririri: Your moege passion is contagious... it's like the common cold. Now I need some insulin for too much vanilla goodness intake. 
 
@Flutterz: I found myself clicking through your entire Moe Repository blogs because I was mesmerized by them. 
 
@Eclipsed: One of my top 3 favorite board mods. No, I will not disclose the rankings. Sorry.  
 
@Clephas: For constantly recommending untranslated visual novels and giving me a push to learn Japanese.  
 
@sanahtlig: I always found you on many forums I visited and your reviews have been helpful. 
 
@Canicheslayer: You liked my posts more than anybody in this forum. I think more than a 1/3 of my likes came from you? I guess we agree on many things and for that I thank you. 
 
@Kawasumi: You like my posts almost as much as Canicheslayer. Both of you combine make up almost half my likes. I don’t know what’s to like about me? I’m just a spammer.  Also PM me if you need some more NTR doujin recommendations.
 
@mitchhamilton: Is this your name in real life? Btw you’re awesome!  
 
@Stormwolf: I agree with many things you say in this forum. You are very critical with your preferences and sometimes it’s hard for people to express that, yet you do it with ease. 
 
@Decay and @Rooke: I like it when there’s at least one person who disagrees with me and present valid arguments and making me see the other side of it. Sometimes, it’s hard to find people like you guys because all they do is just troll and spout nonsense but on the other hand, you both are very calm and respectful. 
 
@Valmore: Your posts are top quality. Keep me entertained, now and forever.
 
@Satsuki and @MiKandi Japan: For delivering the news and keeping us updated with Kyuuketsu Hime no Libra. Really, I am excited with this whole thing! Now if only that Iris route would be implemented...
 
@Rose: Seeing your Wanderer sig makes me want to play Ragnarok Online again. I played a Wanderer during War of the Emperium a lot.
 
@Chronopolis: First person to ever message me about having an interest with NTR. Hopefully I converted you to the dark side.
 
@EcchiOujisama Your Eiyuu Senki tips were helpful and it’s nice that I have someone to talk to about the game I really enjoyed.
 
@Kurisu-Chan: You will always be my #1 waifu no matter what you say, Darling! 
 
@Ryechu, @Down, and @solidbatman: Thank you for all the amazing FuwaReviews!
 
@Tyrael: I will read all your reviews from now on word for word. Please don't be mad at me again. 
 
@Dergonu: All of a sudden, I end up liking you a lot. All this heartfelt feelings… what should I do with them? Ahh! What are you making me say! You idiot! Pervert! Stop! Do I need to confess in front of all of Fuwanovel that I have a crush on you? It's embarrassing! /tsundere  
 
And for the rest of you Fuwanovelians: Thank you for keeping this whole place fun and friendly place to be in!

Oh boy I have been waiting all of my life for this thread.  
 
Now on a more serious note, never assume that we will never meet, it just so happens that me and @Nosebleed became class colleagues in university after we met on fuwa.

However I don't really think that we should be /that/ afraid of sharing things, or rather fetishes, that we have. I mean I did give nosebleed a lot of tracks from my ear licking asmr folder(which is uploaded in case that anyone wants to venture into it (´・ω・`)), it's not like we got weird with each other because of it. 'Tis but an example, so take it for what it is.
 
Now for fetishes that I have or something of the like, as deducted in general I have a big mouth fixation and I'm kinda sensitive to sound, maybe even more so than visually, I also prefer "semi-clothed" women just like OP, especially regarding to legs, knee socks, stockings and the like, although feet don't do anything at all for me. One of the things that could also be considered a fetish for me in a way on the sound department is the heartbeat, I just love listening to another person's heartbeat for whatever reason.
 
 
Says the guy always talking about man ass. 

Hype hype hype hype hype hype hype hype!!!
Really excited to get my hands on this one.  
I would post every single Fortissimo OP here, but that is just way too much of a bother.
But for now: Dekinai Watashi Ga, Kurikaesu.
Sends chills down my spine every time I watch and just listen to this one.
Let's see, there is also: Bradyon Veda
I remember spending a VERY long time looking for the full version of this one, before finally concluding that it just doesn't exist. Hurts my feels, because I really love this song.
 
I'm too tired to think of others, but I am sure I will post again in here.  

Confession: I need to find some form of consistency with my visits to the Skype group. xD I come on for like four days as a fairly active member, and then I disappear for like a week, only to come back for another like three or four. xD
No wonder everyone keeps thinking I am dead.

@LinovaA So I was browsing YouTube and found this (It's not the normal OP)... 
 
 

What... You think you can just load a save and start over in case the teacher(s) won't like it?

I want the 30 seconds of my life I spent reading Kiriririri's and LinovaA's posts back.

Petition to change the name back, anyone? 

Petition to change the name back, anyone? 

Petition to change the name back, anyone? 

I remember our small conversation about NTR on Skype. I kinda shut it down before it could go anywhere, but I suppose now that I have a moment to collect my thoughts I can give my own opinion.
I am also drawn to extreme negative emotions. I love despair. I love raw anger. I like watching as characters have their very being striped down to the core, and then fundamentally dismantled. However, I just can't get into NTR. Jealously will never be an emotion I will just be okay with. I've had a hard time enough mastering my own feelings of jealousy in the past, so I would just rather not go near something that has the potential of having me slip into old mental habits.
Plus, you know, past events suck and all of that jazz.  
 
I had this weird thought the other day that maybe I should just read an NTR visual novel and see if I just randomly get over it. Wouldn't be the first time that the medium helped me change the way I think about something. ^^''

Actually, now I have a solution... The game exe is just a launcher for the main engine (which is the dll file), so I wrote my own little launcher as an alternative. Surprise, the game can run on both 32 and 64 bit Windows!
Get this file and put it in the game's folder. This has only been tested for the DVD edition, so I wouldn't know if it works for other versions of the game.

Watching Seikai no Senki. My addiction to the character interactions is unhealthy.

Sakura Swim Club was a heartwarming masterpiece. 

I don't know when this happened, but at some point the the aspect:ratio of avatars subtly changed on Fuwa. Which wouldn't effect most people, but for my (previous) 16-bit avatar, it zoomed it. Which made the pixels even more pronounced, which is not good for 16 bit art. However, I managed to find an image (somewhere) of a completely revamped version of the same exact picture. Not only is it the same character, but he is in the same exact position as well, just in higher picture quality. 
In Eclipsed's blog post: Avatar: The Last Fuwabender, it says, "Eternals are the most powerful class of avatar users. Their very existence is so great, that if one were to ever somehow undergo an avatar change, the resulting shockwave can very well destroy the forums (an example being the fateful Taypocalypse of '14)." Some may argue that this past Fuwapocalypse was simply the site predicting beforehand of this massive disruption, and trying to revert back in time (by losing data) to prevent it. But I argue, that my Eternal status still stands. I merely adapted to the times to look more aesthetically pleasing to people who have to see my avatar on forum posts. I changed, out of consideration for other Fuwan users. I am the modern equivalent of who I always was. But I decided, I would allow the Fuwa community to decide. So that is what this poll is about. Am I still an Eternal, or this site doomed to destruction with my fall? While casting your vote, please remember to have mercy. Voting ends a week from today, which will be Saturday the 16th at 4:00 EST.  
To give some reference, here is a before after of my avatars.
Before:

After:

Wait a second...

395 - 68 = 327
3 + 2 + 7 = 12
1 + 2 = 3
HALF LIFE 3 CONFIRMED
YOU CAN'T FOOL ME

You. I like you. Almost as much as I like getting absolutely wrecked by sad/feelsy things. 
Actually, no, that was a lie. Nothing can compare to that.  
 
Anyway, here are two more recommendations:
Planetarian ~Chiisana Hoshi no Yume~ -- Short, but has the potential to cut the legs right out from underneath you
Clannad -- My personal favorite (well, it holds the title of favorite with one other title, but I digress). Unlike the last one, it is extremely long and there is a lot more comedy than you might like. However, when it decides to pull out some soul crushing... it doesn't pull any punches.
Also, I am going to second nohman and Kawasumi on their recommendations, as those are also solid picks for that feeling of catharsis. Any others I have either don't fit the bill of having to guess things, or just aren't translated yet.

Hey guys! I am new to the site, and I found it after some searching for the translation of Innocent Bullet. It seemed like a great NV but sadly there is no translation. 
I haven't read much NVs but those I did I remember vividly. I only read NVs if they can make me cry, break my heart, or leave a huge impact on me. I usually pass up on things that are only for jokes and "bullshit" however some nice titles I do read. And those that are full serious, and have no emotions put into them, I avoid. So enough talk, I wanted to ask you amazing guys to give me a few names of Translated NVs that will make cry under the blanket with a bar of chocolate (but please no Stein's gate bullshit with you having to guess what happened)
Really thanks guys, appreciate it even now, before putting it up

Reposting because I can. 
Roughly 6 months ago, a man, who I will name OriginalRun for identity protection purposes, put up an interesting ad offering part of his figurine collection. Initially I did not think much of this, but after a couple of scrolls, a particular piece caught my gaze. Little did I know the second I laid eyes upon that PVC lavender haired girl I had just begun laying down the path of one of the worst journeys I have ever went on. Who was this girl, you ask? Well that was none other than Sasasasasasasegawa Salami, otherwise known as the best Little Busters girls and the rightful owner of what is clearly the true Little Busters route.
After this I decided to contact OriginalRun as soon as possible in order to secure myself the Salami figure, and luckily enough, OriginalRun managed to secure it for me. A few months pass and OriginalRun returns to his home country, Freedom Lands, where he was keeping the figure and we begin the currency exchange of what will be one of the worst scams in my life. After giving OriginalRun the amount we had agreed upon for the figure, he guaranteed he'd ship the figure to me when he was able to send out all the packages at home. OriginalRun is a pretty big slob though, so it took about another month before that happened. Once it did happen, I asked OriginalRun to do something that set my terrible fate in motion, I asked him to mark the value of the figure in the package as 20 dollarydoos.
You may think at this point I'm attempting to evade some shady laws since I live in Socialist Dystopia, but the truth is because this figure was merely a gift from a friend, I thought valueing it at a common value such as 20 dollarydoos wouldn't hurt anybody and I would still pay the taxes for it regardless. I was naive.
About a week passes, and the mail tracking service updating the status on my Salami figure, telling me it has entered Socialist Dystopia. I am joyous, thrilled I will finally be united with the purple goddess, but the heavens had other plans for me, because a couple days after Salami arrived, I recieved a notice from the evil syndicate known as "customs office". They were holding Salami as hostage and demanding a ransom, that ransom was proof of the Salami's value that had been assigned on the package.
My heart stops, I scratch my head and wonder what I am supposed to do. I pick up the phone and dial the evil syndicate. 2 x x 6 9 6 9 x x, I press on my cellphone's keys. No answer. I call another time, and another one, and another one, and another one, and at last a connection is made. I explain to the man on the line that Salami was just a gift from a friend, and thus I had no kind of receipt that showed I paid the amount written on the package. The man instructed me to send an e-mail explaining the situation to customs, with screenshots of the bank transactions and other documents. I do as I am told.
3 days later, a reply comes back, the information is apparently not sufficient to release Salami. Sweat drips down my forehead, what will I do if I can not have Salami? I explain the story to them once again, re-iterating that it's impossible for me to have a receipt since the god damn package is a gift from a friend why the fuck are you so persistent with this shit it was merely a gift. They ask me to send in a declaration, swearing on my name and honor that the value on the package is 100% true and I do not intend to sell Salami in Socialist Dystopia or any other country inside the Kool Kids Kontinent. Confused on how to fill this form, I call customs asking for assistance in order to make sure I do not commit any mistake. It was a trap.
The man on the other side of the speaker tells me the total value I'm supposed to indicate on the declaration is simply the shipping value, not the value of the figure and the shipping combined. I find this very jarring, so I ask again to make sure this is the right thing to do. The man on the phone insists this is the right thing to do. Thinking customs wouldn't lie to me, I fill the declaration the way I am told to and send it to them. And here begins the countdown to doomsday.
2 weeks pass and I get a second warning from customs, telling me I need to send them documents I had already previously sent and that because 30 days had passed since the initial warning, I would now be paying a 40 cent p/day fee. I am appalled. Why was I not warned of this beforehand, and why was I getting a second warning  when I already sent them the documents? I send a new e-mail to customs, asking about the fees and why I got a second warning, to which they reply with "the documents you sent were not valid". I am speechless, they tricked me!
I contact OriginalRun again and tell him the situation, he's just as in awe as I was and decides to call customs himself from Freedom Land, but the evil organization was one step ahead, as OriginalRun's call was blocked. I knew at that time that I was all by myself during this peril. I dial customs once more, something I thought I would never do, and they confirm my worst fears, I had declared the incorrect information on the initial form, even though I simply filled it just like the customs' man told me to. Angered, I decide there is only one way to solve this, and e-mails simply won't do, I will go there in person and rescue Salami!
The holiday festivities are over and the customs office will be open on the following Monday. My fees keep increasing with each day that passes, 40 cents at a time, but I put up with the pain, slowly stroking my wallet and assuring it everything will be fine. This is when fate decides to throw me out of the loop again, as I am reminded that on monday I also have a final college exam to take. Not only that, but I was reminded of this on the Sunday before the exam! I dodged a bullet and set up an alarm to wake up and take the exam, but due to the unforeseen circumstances, I can not properly get a good night of sleep, and that is only the beginning of what will likely be the most tiring day I will experience in 2016.
After sleeping roughly 3 hours, my alarm rings. I unwillingly get up, my limbs barely move, but I prepare to head for college, knowing that after my exam, I will also have to visit customs. I get to college, and hoping to wake myself up a little more, I buy a coffee. I sit down on a table, place the coffee in front of me, and decide to do what I typically do, browse dank memes on Reddit. I take out my tablet and lay it on the table. I'm about to take a sip of my coffee when suddenly, my sluggish arm can't control its motion very well and knocks down the cup. Dark brown liquid spreads across the table and onto my new shoes which were given to me on Christmas. I am disheartened as everything and it's only 9AM, the day looks gloom.
After what has likely been a botched literature exam, I go into the subway and head to the customs office. Not being familiar with the area, I have a map on my tablet in case I get lost. I reach the designated station and exit out the nearest stairway. Looking out at the buildings, things don't look like the map, but the road looks similar enough for me to believe I came out through the correct exit. I start going down a road. About 15 minutes pass and I realize this might not have been the correct place after all. I head back to the subway and realize my fears came true and it was the wrong exit. I look at my clock, 12:40PM, 20 minutes before the customs office closes their doors.
I begin the biggest dash I could muster, climbing up sets of stairs and then down a large avenue that matches the one on my map, and I soon confirm it by reading the name on a plaque. I can do it, I just need to keep going. I see the bright red colors of the office, they feel like home. I pray to god the doors are still open, that I managed to get here in time, that I didn't just waste about 4,30€ in subway tickets, that Salami won't have to wait for me another day, and the heavens gratiously granted me this wish, as I arrive there 5 minutes before they stop giving out tickets.
"Now you're just making this way overdramatic" you say. Well, you'd normally think so, but that's why I kept my ticket which has the time and date on it, recording this historical feat:
C0095, yes, that is the number that was assigned to me in this line. I look at the current number, C0061. Some minutes go by and the counter goes to C0062. My stomach grumbles, I realize it's 1PM and I haven't had anything to eat since 9AM. I'm starting to think I have just made the worst mistake of my life. My bladder suddenly kicks in. No bathrooms in sight. WhyDidIDoThis.png. The policemen who were guarding the doors close them and tell us nobody else can come in, only go out once they have finished whatever business they have. I've come this far with my own strength, there's no way I'm backing out now!
Some more minutes pass by. I'm reading manga on my tablet in hopes of forgetting my bladder's cries for help. The stench of human sweat in this tiny enclosed space is excruciating. C0069 gets called. I internally chuckle and wonder why am I laughing at this when I'm 20 years old already. The ladies at the counter start speeding up, I guess everyone wants to have lunch. The numbers climb faster and faster, and as if a light descended upon me by the heavens, my number gets called.
I am nervous, what if they reject my documents like the e-mails did? What if they start asking questions I can't answer? What if Salami just gets sent back after all this? The old lady who's talking to me asks to see the customs warning. I explain the situation once more, looking directly at her in hopes she will understand I merely want to get my figure and return to my normal life. 
"Ah okay. Well just fill out that declaration with the values you want and give it to me, kthnx". And not a single fuck was musttered by that office lady that day.
I hand the declaration to her and she prints out the customs invoice so I can pick up my package. I can sense tears swelling up in the corners of my eyes. I will finally be able to touch her, after all this time everything will finally be worth it. I wait for the invoice line to go down and my turn is up once more, I hand out the invoice and get asked to pay about 23€ in fees. I barely even listen, I just nod and agree. I don't want to fight, I merely want to return from this hellhole and appreciate the life I've been given. The payment is complete, I wait for the lady to get my box. I see the box slowly approaching. I feel the cardboard with my fingertips, it's the sweetest sensation my fingers have felt this year. I forget everything that's happened up to that point in my life and open the exit door. It starts raining.
I assure myself the world is just testing me, that this is just to see if I am worthy of having Salami. I bend down in order to cover the box as wel as I can and I run up the avenue in the pouring rain. The water drops feel like needles stabbing the back of my head, but I must stay strong in order to protect Salami. I see the subway up ahead. I don't stop to look at the red signs and cross the road, heading down the subway stairs. My coat is drenched and my feet are cold, but I keep going. The subway entrance feels like the entrace to the garden of eden, once I enter I can put everything behind me.
This is what I initially thought, but I was soon brought back to the harsh reality of the fact this day just absolutely hates me, as I enter the subway to encounter a man playing the accordion. I don't use the subway a lot, but this never happened before. Today, the sole day I just want to get some rest after all the ordeals I've been through, there's a guy playing the accordion as loud as he possibly can next side me in the subway. My head feels like it's about to implode, I want to throw him out of the carriage, but I keep my calm as much as possible.
The subway finally reaches the final station. I leave and feel my head ringing, but just a few more steps and I'll be able to get on a bus and head home. The bus comes, I think I might have actually teared a little. I sit Salami down on the seat next side me. I call my father and ask him if he can pick me up when I get home. Turns out today is the day my father starts his new job so there's nobody home to pick me up. My feet feel an itch, they've been walking for hours, yet the day is still not over.
I get off the bus, my house is finally at a walking distance. I keep my pace up, holding Salami tight under my arm. The sunset looks beautiful, it's almost like everything that occured earlier never happened and I'm just able to enjoy this moment with the Salami I've been waiting for so much. I see my house in the distance. I can't feel my feet, but I keep going, those 3 hours of sleep are going to have to be enough to get me home, I won't fall down on a place like this.
I reach the door and twist the key, I have never liked the scent of a building as much as I did at that moment. My body musters to bring out its leftover strength to reach my bedroom and open the package. The feelings rising up inside me are indiscribable. I remove all the foam peanuts, each one revealing more and more of the purple twintailed goddess.
My body collapses on the bed, foam all around it. All of my body extremeties are numb, as is my mind. I can't think back on all the crazy stuff that has happened today. The blood, sweat and tears I have shed over this past month. The endless yelling at the customs office to get a brain and realize people can send gifts to each other without actually doing purchases you fucking dimwits.
These insufferable 6 months of waiting feel like an instant as I lift my chin up and can, at last, lay my teary eyes upon my Salami.
"Truly a best girl. 5/7" - IGN

What did you do for your waifu today, fuwans?
PS: Yes, this did happen today (on the 4th because fuwanovel.rip)
PSS: That includes the accordion guy.
PSSS: Yes, Portugal's customs office is that shitty.

Always look on the bright side of life!

MLG cancer you mean, and that's what makes it valuable.