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post Feb 27 2017, 05:19 PM
I’m taking a bit of a break from my main mocking project, so let’s see what other kinds of crazy there is to find out there. Now, Steven Universe is one of my favorite shows, and I’m not above poking fun at it, unlike certain parts of the fandom, so hopefully this fanfic here should provide some entertaining mocking. This is The human with a gem, by chimchar14. As far as I’ve gleaned, it’s about an OC who slips into the show’s plot by getting rocks implanted in his body. It doesn’t help that the writing is trying to be grittier than sandpaper, so I think I’m going to have fun with this one. Let’s just get to it. Enjoy.
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Chapter 1: A beginning

This is a story of becoming more.

Should I check off weight gain fetish on my list, or am I being too hasty?

A boy wished to be more than just a simple human, he strived toward being something greater. His young mind though could not understand the limits of his body.

Well, what kid hasn’t tried eating two pounds of gummy worms in one sitting?

Every day he would try to become stronger, smarter, faster, an attempt to become beyond what is natural.

Okay, fine, so the kid is trying to become super human. Why? What is his motivation? Is it to eat gummy worms?

Unfortunately, his efforts were futile, the words of the doubters corrupted his mind, and forced him to relinquish his plan and just become a part of the regular human cycle. He did his work with no passion, his heart beating at a slow rhythm as he wished for more than just a dull world to live in.

I don’t usually recommend this but, holy shit, kid, you need to do some drugs.

At the age of 18 he finally abandoned his home and went to explore the world, hoping to find grand adventures...yet all he find was a world of despair and sickness. With his own two eyes he saw the horrific truth of what the world truly is, a barren wasteland filled with pain and suffering.

Oh, come now, Jersey isn’t that bad.

He contemplated about his life, standing on the edge of a cliff, looking at the blue ocean, hearing the waves crash against the cliffside. Just before he could take one more step to end it all...he heard someone yell at him to stop.

He had better stop – the amount of angst is starting to annoy me.

The young man looked behind him yet saw nobody. He believed what he heard was a work of his dulled imagination, but no matter what it was, it convinced him to step away, and try to return home.

Oh. Okay. Trapped in existential despair, realizing he’ll never achieve his dream of being more than he is, he stands at the precipice of ending his life. But a random voice on the wind tells him not to, so, nah, maybe he shouldn’t kill himself. Your complete lack of understanding for suicidal depression is both relieving and insulting, author.

Once at the land he called home, he had heard news of strange phenomenons in a small town not far from where he is.

Are there more inhabitants in the “land of home” other than this unnamed edgelord, or are we just going to assume his family is already out of the picture?

He thought it would just be some false rumours, but a spark in his heart told him to go. It was as if the innocence of his youth was leading him as he went to investigate. He finally found the mundane looking area callted "Beach City" and felt a warmth spread slowly through his body.

If that’s all he wanted to feel, maybe he should have started drinking.

He could not understand it, but something about the place screamed "adventure" to him.

I don’t know; a small, quiet tourist town doesn’t really seem that adventurous to me. Now, that whole “barren wasteland filled with pain and suffering” mentioned earlier, that would be more like it.

He scoured the town carefully, talking to the citizens and mayor too, yet found nothing. Of course, the place seemed surprisingly peaceful and happy. Everyone seemed to know each other and had happy bonds. Yet this wasn't what the young man yearned for.

Then why are you starring in a Steven Universe fanfic?

The waves of depression started to crash into his mind yet again, distorted voices of the past discouraging once again, and making his view of the world slowly turn gray again. He thought it was all over...until a bright flash of light snapped him out of it.

A couple of tourists had decided to snap photos of the sadsack standing in the middle of who-the-fuck-knows-where.

He searched around until he saw a strange area, a large fence covering the mouth of a cave, seemingly separate from the citizens of Beach City.

Don’t you mean a fence cutting off part of the beach, which leads to a giant statue, which has said cave in it? I’m starting to think scene establishment isn’t your forte.

Every logical nerve in his brain told him to stay away, for fear that he would be either hurt by unsavory people, or disappointed once again. Hqe was just about to turn away until he saw a bright light glow from within the cave.

You could jiggle your keys, and it would stop this kid from heading back to the Suicide Cliff TM.

With a pit of fear in his gut, yet adrenalin coursing through his veins, he finally climbed over the fence and toward the cave. He didn't know what would happen, would there be something undiscovered, pirate's treasure, alien life, an infinity stone that alters continuity?

I hope so, because I want to change it already.

His ideas became more ridiculous as he went closer, he felt as if his child like wonder was coming back. What he found though…is a mystery for now. The tale of this young boy will continue next time.

Oh boy, I can’t wait. Who knows, maybe he finds a name in that cave we can know him by.

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So vague, so mysterious, so try-hard. Yeah, I can tell I’m going to have fun here. Thirty-three chapters so far, but chapter length seems on the light side – it should provide for easy amusement while I recharge for more of my main project.


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post Feb 27 2017, 11:54 PM
This fic has all the hallmarks of a Human in Equestria fic, except with sentient gemstones, instead of pastel-colored ponies. I wonder if it will carry all the cliches of the H.I.E fics, be it piles of angst, fervent masturbation, the main characters doing nothing but sucking the self-inserts penis, et cetera, et cetera.

The mock's starting off good. Here's hoping you make it out of this one alive.


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post Feb 28 2017, 01:41 PM
You’re right, GorillaGamer, it does have the unmistakable fragrance of escapist fantasy that we see from those fanfics. And I bet the comparison will only become more clear as we move along.

Last time, we got introduced to our main character. That is, we were made aware of him. We don’t know anything about him, other than he’s an adventurous emo kid with a short attention span. Let’s see if this chapter improves on this. Enjoy.


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Chapter 2: Gems

The young man looks and is surprised by his discovery. He believed that there was something more magical with the world, but he never thought he would find it.

Has he tried searching at Disney Land?

When he first walked into the cavern, all he saw at first was a strange white door, and a slightly elevated circle on the floor. To say he was confused was an understatement, but he was not deterred.

It sounds like an alien describing a front door and a welcome mat. You could at least say the circle is made of crystal.

He searched around the area in hopes to find something or someone. The whole cave seemed ancient, like it existed for a millennia, yet it seemed lived in as well.

Yeah, the presence of a door usually indicates that. Have you ever been in an actual cave before?

Just when he was about to head home, he accidently collided face first into something. When he fell down, he heard a voice of concern over his well being. He opens his eyes and sees that he didn't bump into something, but somebody.

Again, yes, a voice would usually indicate that. What reality are you from, dude?

In front of him was a large woman, with a mountain of pink hair and a kind face. When he got up, he could clearly see that the woman must have been 8 feet tall. She strangely seemed to have a gem where her navel was. He was of course nervous, and started rambling apologies to her, but she just smiled and pet his head softly.

Don’t you just love dialogue without actual dialogue?

He was about to try and say something coherent, but then jumped in surprise as he sees the elevated circle glow brightly, and another woman comes out, this one very large as well, with red skin, shades, and a haircut that makes her head look like a square.

You just made Garnet out to be a boring-looking Native American. How hard is it to describe box-shaped hair?

She had two gems in the palms of her hands but they were different shapes.. Two others would come out, a slightly smaller girl that resembled a bird, around his height, yet was built like an elegant ballerina, a thin body yet still looking strong.

You really aren’t good at descriptions, are you, author? Pointy nose, match-stick limbs, and how could you forget the leg warmers? For shame.

Her oval like gem resided directly on her forehead. Behind her was an incredibly short and young purple girl with white hair and an energetic gem residing just above her heart. Were these gems a symbol of a gang? The boy was unsure.

You find four women wearing jewelry, and your immediate thought is ‘gang signal’ and not ‘fashion statement’? Boy, that wasteland of pain and suffering sure has jaded you.

The first large woman smiled and invited them over to look over him. She referred to them with strange names. The red one was Garnet, the ballerina Pearl, and the short one Amethyst. The tall woman was apparently Rose, as Pearl yelled her name in surprise and stood defensively in front of her, seeming to see the young man as a possible threat.

Pearl doesn’t even consider humans as equals – and rightly so. What does this blank slate of a character look like for this reaction to be warranted?

Garnet seemed indifferent, yet Amethyst looked extremely curious. With some time, the boy finally introduced himself and explained why he was in their home in the first place. They all seem genuinely interested by his tale, albeit Pearl still extremely cautious.

“See, I was about to kill myself, but then I didn’t. Then I found this town, but I almost left before I saw this light. Then I found your cave, and then I was about to go home… I’m a very indecisive person.”

Once the boy's tale was done, Rose smiled down at him and took his hand, leading him to the elevated circle. The other three came as well onto it. Rose referred to the circle as a warp pad, and promised to show the young man the magic and adventure he always wanted.

Oh boy, will there be ponies too? This really is just another My Little Pony fanfic expy.

His felt like he was seeing stars as the pad glowed and they appeared in this strange land, where the fields were filled with strawberry plants and weapons of many shapes and sizes. The boy was astounded as he looked around with a wide smile on his face. The gem bearers spoke to each other behind him, yet he could not listen as he was too busy exploring the area.

You know, his amazement is fine and all. The problem is that they’re all still on Earth; Norway to be exact. Did this kid just watch Mad Max and assume that’s how the rest of the world was?

Thoughts raced through his mind, that maybe with these four women, he can have the adventure he wanted. Before he could go too far though, Garnet stops him in his tracks before he could fall down a deep ravine. The boy thanks Garnet and she smiled softly at him, telling him to be more careful.

I bet she watched the dumb kid fall down the ravine fifty times with her future vision, and she did nothing to stop it.

The others come and explain that this land was where a massive battle took place, one not known in the history of mankind. The boy had so many questions, but before he could speak, he saw a small shadow sneak onto Amethyst. Without thinking twice, he pushed the small girl out of the way, and his eyes locked on to see a beast he could hardly describe.

Descriptions are tough for you already, don’t strain yourself now.

It's body seemed to exist, yet wasn't physical. It seemed made directly of volcanic ash, but that was impossible. The beast changed shape with the gas, sometimes resembling monstrous figures, and rarely looking like a frightened girl.

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Female smoke monster? Sure, let’s pretend that makes sense and move on.

The young man was conflicted on how to act, but the gem bearers did not hesitate to attack. They each seemed to summon weapons out of their gems, Garnet with large intimidating fists, Pearl with a lance, Amethyst a whip, and Rose with a mighty shield and sword. They all attacked the wispy creature, showing little mercy.

They don’t really need to. Poofing a gem monster is entirely non-permanent; best to get it over with quick for both your own and the monster’s sake. Prolonging the struggle would only be worse.

The young man did not know what to do, should he help or run? The answer seems to have come for him as the wisp blasted away the gem bearers with a fiery shockwave. It seemed more intent on escaping instead of fighting, yet the gems would not let it.

In a panic, the wisp charges toward the boy. He was too stunned to do anything but put his hands out in a last second attempt to stop it. The wisp though flew over his arms and into his open mouth. He could taste the warm smoky yet asphyxiating being as it seemed to go through the innards of his body.

I knew the dude was just a hollow shell, but I didn’t think something would actually fill it up.

He desperately tried to grab it by the tail and pull it out, but as he struggled, Rose rushed to help by slaying it. She raised her sword to attack it, but was too late as the beast fully escaped into the boy's body, leaving him to be the victim of the sword. Rose was unable to stop as she swung her sword, effectively slicing off his right hand.

How clumsy of her, she was clearly trying to stick her four-foot blade down his throat in order to kill the beast. Why must you portray Rose Quartz as an incompetent swordswoman in order for you to have more angst material?

Rose and the other gem bearers were shocked as they saw the damage they have done. The boy seemed disconnected from the world though, his mind unable to comprehend his surroundings. He couldn't hear the screams of fear and regret, unable to feel the smoke and fire in his heart, and could not feel the blood rushing out of his hand and onto the dirt next to him.

Oh, so I have to suffer through this edgy tripe, but he doesn’t? How’s that fair?

His eyes rolled back as he staggered backwards, falling into the ravine behind him. Before he could hit the ground or water, his eyes slowly closed. His fate….

Cliffhanger, huh? With the main character’s life in danger? The entire future of this story hinging on whether he lives or dies? Yeah, I’m sooooo uncertain of how this turns out.

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Still no name on the author’s sock puppet, but I’m sure we’ll get one soon. In the mean time, I’ll be scratching my head at how inhaling a gem monster should even be possible, let alone survivable. Sounds more like a good excuse for sounding like a fifty-year-old chain smoker with lung cancer, in my opinion.

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post Mar 2 2017, 03:27 PM
When last we left off, our protagonist was falling to his fake-out death after inhaling a gem monster that was somehow made out of smoke. He also got his hand cut off, because despite having existed for more than five thousand years Rose Quartz still hasn’t mastered the art of swordsmanship. Let’s see how he deals with that. Enjoy.

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Chapter 3: A new ally?

Darkness...there is nothing else. There is just a black void...yet he is not alone.

What a shallow attempt at being profound. It’s like saying, “I was completely alone. Oh, and Bob was there.” It’s not deep, it’s just contradictory.

A whimper can be heard. The human swims through the darkness toward the sound. He finds a young woman, unable to stop the tears from rolling down her face. He did not think, for some reason, he knew what he had to do.

A fedora appeared on his head, and he proceeded to tip it.

He floated behind her and hugged her close, sharing the warmth of his body with her. She seems to stop crying, but holds close to him, in desperate need of him. He slowly nods… promising to never let go. The darkness seems comforting now, like a blanket that keeps them close together.

They don’t know jack shit about each other, but the author’s sock puppet gets to cuddle, so it’s all good.

….He awakens. Once his eyesight adjusts, he sees Rose, crying on...what appears to be a stump where his right hand used to be. He thought he would feel pain, but surprisingly...he felt nothing.

Not even distress at his loss of limb? Even with the vapor waif inside him, he’s still an emotionless shell.

His open eyes catch Rose's attention and she tells the others to come and see that he is okay. Rose explains that he fell directly in the river in the ravine during the battle once the beast snaked into his body and Rose accidentally cut off his hand.

I imagine Rose had a long talk with Garnet about how precognition should have prevented this sort of thing. But then again, would you try to stop an eight-foot woman swinging a sabre the size of your leg?

They brought him back to their home and attempted to heal him. Rose said her tears had healing abilities, which sounded farfetched, but his wound was not bleeding, but was now just a useless stump. Rose rambled off apologies, but he just shushed her and accepted her apology. Despite the loss of his favorite hand, he seemed content.

I guess it was too much to ask, that he should act in any way like a regular person.

The gem bearers promised to let him stay until he felt he could do things on his own again. It was definitely difficult trying to do things with only one arm, but he wouldn't give up. Every night though, his dreams would bring him back to that dark void, where he silently spent time with the girl.

Yeah, about that, did the Gems just forget that he now plays host to a vapor-based parasite? They all saw him swallow the damn thing, don’t they want to get it out of him?

At night he would ask her name, but when he woke up the next morning, he could never remember it. He wanted to talk to the gem about it, but feared they would try to take her away.

Have you ever considered that she might not want to be inside of him, that all of this was an accident? In Pinocchio, Geppetto didn’t want to live inside a whale, but that’s what happened anyway.

So he went to the library for information, not realising he was being followed. He searched through many books, trying to figure out what the girl in the shadows was. Each of the girls he met had gems, so he believed that there may be a similar case with this girl. He still remembers her in her beast form...her mind was broken, corrupted and unable to do anything but act on a animal instinct, yet in his body, she was safe.

Yeah, and the fact that he’s being possessive of a girl in such a state of mind is rather discomforting.

Before he could search any farther though, Garnet revealed herself. He wanted to explain himself, but Garnet just put a hand up, pulled out a chair, and started helping him. It seems there may be more than meets the eye when it comes to her, but that was a question for another day. He tried to remember as much as he can, the beast looking like ash, the smoke and fire. He then thought maybe volcanos would be a link, and he would find himself to be right. There is a particular gemstone that grows in volcanos. He spoke the name slowly, "Obsidian" and felt his body convulse, and feel himself slowly pass out once again.

Obsidian? I should have figured. As edgy as this author is, it was either that or Onyx.

Garnet panicked and went to take him to the gems. As they tried to figure out what happened to him, his mind was currently in the void again. "Your name...it's Obsidian...I like it." He smiled happily at her, and she felt her eyes water as a smile grew on her face. "Me?...My name is…" Suddenly a light flashes and he wakes up.

Oh, those darn, random flashes and their propensity for teasing with information that we want. Just tell us the kid’s name already, author – you’re just being coy now.

The gems look at him in astonishment, unable to believe their eyes. He didn't know what was so surprising as he gently scratched his head...but realised the arm he was using was his right arm. He looked to see that obsidian replaced where his right hand once was.

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Obsidian as in the actual rock? He has a rock hand now?

He carefully flexed his knew fingers, and saw that they moved as if they were there ever since he was a baby. Despite obsidian being so sharp though, it was smooth and warm, and felt like it could pass off as a regular body part.

Yeah, no, I have to stop you right there. I don’t care if the show is about magic alien rocks, you can’t just pass this off as acceptable logic, author. Pearl’s body isn’t made of calcium carbonate, and Amethyst’s body isn’t made of silicon dioxide; they are hard-light constructs projected from their gems – their actual bodies. I would have accepted that Obsidian would have manifested a hand for him in that way, but to grow a malleable gemstone in the shape of his hand is just dumb.

The gems smiled at him, but were worried about Obsidian existing in his body. He assured them, that everything would be fine, he knew there bond together would make them better than ever, and a better person too.

And so the little lost boy’s dream of becoming more was fulfilled. Story over?

He soon packed his belongings as he began to leave.

What belongings? I don’t even know if he owns clothes.

He enjoyed his times with the gems but he knew he had more of the world to explore now. With Obsidian with him, he felt ready to take on the whole world. He looked at Beach City one more time, with a shout he yelled "My name is Maxwell Ignitus! And I am the person who shapes my own path in life!" Max smiled wide before running off, ready to explore and truly carve a name into history about who he is.

Maxwell Ignitus? Gee, what a happy coincidence he merged with a volcanic-based gemstone with a last name like that. Had he been named something like, say, Waterman, it would just have been silly. Why can’t fanfic authors just pick a common name instead of picking contrived and pointlessly meaningful ones?

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I guess the real story begins now, with our now named main character setting out with a gem inside of him and a rock prosthesis for a hand. He proclaims himself as a person that “shapes his own path in life”, despite his current situation being of no decision of his own. Rose took him to the strawberry field, Obsidian crawled inside him, Garnet acted as his nursemaid, and all he’s ever done is to roll with it.


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post Mar 5 2017, 12:54 PM
So, now that the author avatar, Topgood Burnout, has become something more than human, and left out to explore the world, what better way to continue the story than to do a time skip to where he returns to Beach City? Just when I thought we could finally see that desolate wasteland that made him want to kill himself in the first place. Oh well, let’s see how second impact with the show’s plot turns out. Enjoy.

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Chapter 4: The return

So, there is my backstory. 50 years ago, I was just a traveler, and suddenly got an obsidian gem taking host in my body.

You know what, I want to give props to the author. This is the first time I’ve seen a fanfic introduce backstory as something else than a flashback or a “prologue” that pretends to stand outside the regular chapter count. Good on you, author.

Yes I said 50 years, apparently I can't age though, stuck in a the same body, and yes I used "I" because the third person mystery protagonist thing was just to get things ready for my big entrance...plus it got tedious.

And then you ruin it all by now switching over to a first person narrative, and have the protagonist address the audience and tell us that it was simply the means to being pretentious. Oh, and nice to see you handing your protagonist the ‘eternal life’ card so early; your Marty Stu deck is building up nicely.

Anyways, during those 50 years I've gone to new heights in my exploration, seas, lands, and sky, I had no limits.

Your limit is Earth. A limit that, for comparison, Pearl finds rather restrictive.

I also trained my body and mind in ways that helped me adapt more to my new gem abilities, and let me tell you this, it was not easy learning how to keep myself from breaking doors when I open them too fast.

Cursed with super strength, oh bother.

In fact, none of it was easy, but Obsidian cheered me on the entire way. Now I felt ready.

For what? We can’t understand your motivation if you don’t tell us, you know.

In my reliable little truck, I drove to beach city, excited to show the gems how much I have grown. Once at the city limits, I looked to my right hand, the sun making the sharp gemstone shine eerily. I flexed the pseudo fingers and sighed softly, putting on my gloves to hide it, you'd be surprised how many people get scared from it.

Scared by some dude’s off-color hand? I think they’d sooner tell him to have a medical check-up.

Gently putting my foot on the gas, I made my way to the beach.

What I saw...was interesting to say the least. I thought the gems would still be in that cave...but now they have a house? I guess it didn't really bug me, but didn't the gems have their own rooms or something….whatever, thinking about it too much will distract me.

Yeah, curiosity is for chumps!

Time to put my eyes on the prize! I went up the stairs carefully, and knocked on the wood next to the screen door. I was beyond excited to see them again, the doofiest grin on my face. The door slowly opened and I saw….some potato child?

You know, when I see people describe Steven like that, it’s usually meant in an affectionate way. Can’t quite say I get the same feeling here.

"Um...hello. Do some multicolored women live here?" After saying that, I slapped my forehead, reminding myself to be more careful with my word choices.

I don’t get it. Is this a racism joke? It’s a pretty accurate description.

"Oh you mean Garnet, Amethyst, and Pearl?"

"YES! You know them?"

"Of course I do, come on in sir."

Steven, what have the gems told you about letting strangers into the house? Nothing, apparently. Just like everything else.

I chuckled at being called sir, this kid seemed nice. Were the gems running a daycare for some money? Now that I think about it, where do they get their money? No, wait, focus!

It’s nice to see that at least some part of the last five decades was spent combating his crippling ADD.

"Well aren't you a gentleman." I say in the most fake fancy voice I can do.

"Well of course." He replies in the same goofy voice.

With a smile I walk in and sit on the nearby couch.

No, please, help yourself – take off your shoes too and dig into the fridge while you’re at it.

"My name is Maxwell Ignitus. But you can call me Max."

"Nice to meet you! I'm Steven, uh, Steven Quartz Universe."

My first clue should have been when he said "Quartz" but it didn't seem to hit me at the time.

The narration, however, is hitting me over the head. I can’t quite put my finger on it, but this kind of hind-sight retelling just breaks any and all immersion.

"So, not to be rude, but where are the gems?"

"Oh they're a bit busy on a mission. I wanted to come along, but Garnet said I would meet someone important if I stay here...oh hey! Maybe it's you!"

Important? Sure, let’s use that descriptor for now. I mean, receiving your mail can be considered important too.

"Hehehe, well I don't know about important, but I did want to spring a surprise on them...wait how did Garnet know I would be here?"

"Well because of Garnet's future vision, it's awesome!"

"...future vision? Hmm, I guess you learn something new everyday."

“And I’ve been learning constantly for the last fifty years. Like how strong I am, how much people are afraid of black hands, how strong I am, that masturbating with a rock hand is very uncomfortable, how strong I am… I learn a lot.”

"Wait so how do you know the gems?" he asks as he squints and looks at me curiously.

"I could ask you the same question. Well, let's just say we've crossed paths before."

"Sounds a little…..suspicious….hehehe, well you seem nice. As for me, well I-"

“I am not related to Rose Quartz in any way, so pleasedonottrytokidnaporkillme.”

Before he could continue, the familiar light of the warp pad shined as I looked to see them once again. Garnet, Amethyst, Pearl, and….no Rose? I was confused sure, but more happy to actually see 3 out of 4 of them after so long.

Unless they’re fusing, I don’t think they need to be joined at the hip.

"Well I say that was a job well done." It seems Amethyst has...grown? Well gems don't necessarily have a body, maybe she wanted to look a bit older.

I’m pretty sure all she grew was her hair. It’s more likely the fact she no longer has an eight-foot tall woman to look small next to.

"Job well done? The whole temple was destroyed!" And there was Pearl, with a nice new hair do too.

"What matters is that we stopped the gem." Garnet had a small bubble floating above her hand before she tapped on the top and it vanished.

"Well I guess, but it would have been nice to-" Pearl stared aghast right at me, while I just had a smile on my face.

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Now, we didn’t see how well the gems bonded with Maxwell before he left, but I doubt this reunion is something Pearl was looking forward to.

"Huh? Did you break Pearl?" Amethyst looked at her confused before following her eyes and looked at me with her own wide eyes.

"Welcome back Maxwell." Garnet had this knowing smile as she looked at me. I'd have to ask about that future vision later.

"Hehehe, Max is just fine, no need for formalities. And it's great to be back!"

Oh, yeah, you have so many great memories from here. You know. Like that time you and the gems, uhm, did that thing. Actually, what did you do at the temple other than crashing on their doorstep and ditching with an alien trapped inside your body?

"M-max! I-it's great to see you b-but-"

"What Pearl? After 50 years, I'm not allowed to come by for a visit?" I Just chuckle softly but was not ready for the tackle hug Amethyst gave me.

“No, I just hoped- I mean, thought that given the average human life span, plus the untold damage of having a corrupted gem crawl down your esophagus, that you’d, you know, not show up again.”

"Wow dude! It's been forever, you haven't grown at all."

"Says the purple shortstack hugging me." I pet her head a bit until she finally let go.

"So what brings you back?"

"Well I thought now would be a good time to show off my progress with my training."

Training? What are you trying to accomplish? It likely has nothing to do with what the Crystal Gems are trying to do, i.e. protect humanity, because you never seemed interested in what the gems were doing.

As the four were conversing, Steven just sat there awkwardly, not knowing what to do.

"Oh, where are my manners, sorry for leaving you out Steven." I rub the back of my neck embarrassed.

"It's okay, It's nice to see everyone so happy."

“I’m not ruling you out for potential kidnapper and attempted murderer yet, though. Last time I did that, guess what happened.”

"Which reminds me, Pearl, when did you guys start taking care of kids?"

Pearl just froze up, the others with uneasy looks on their face.

"...no need to keep me in suspense."

"It's just…" Then Pearl began to explain explain, with the others interjecting at times to help.

“You see, when a gem loves a human very, very much, they ditch their millennia old crush for some two-bit musician – shattering your heart like a diamond during the rebellion – then give up their physical form to become an inferior and flawed being. Which we love very much and call Steven.”

Apparently Rose and a human, wanted to have a baby together, but it would cause her to lose her physical form so he can be born.

"...wow...just...damn. Pardon my language, but I never thought Rose was so...just the thought of giving up your being to create another, it's….amazing." Was I sad to not be able to see Rose? Sure. But seeing that her love created this kid….it was wonderful.

What, had you hoped she could help you chop off the other hand so you could restore symmetry?

"You're not mad or anything?" Steven asked nervously

"Why would I be mad? This is fantastic. Mazaltov! I may not be jewish but whatever!" I pick Steven and carry him on my shoulder.

"Congratulations to Rose and her lucky man who made this cool kid."

“In fact, I want to shake the guy’s hand. Banging an alien chick, and having her kid – dude has accomplished many a man’s dream.”

Steven laughed heartily as I carried him around. The others seemed happy that I was taking the news well, but I knew I had more to say.

Setting Steven down I looked at the gems with a determined look in my eyes.

"So, enough beating around the bush. The main reason I came back was to show off my training with Obsidian." I pull of my gloves, putting my right hand on full view.

For no other reason than to impress the kid in the room, because the gems already know about it. I had hoped you’d use Steven for more than just standing in awe of you, you know.

Steven gasped as he saw my arm. "Wait, you're half gem like me?"

"Not exactly, it's a bit of a long story. To keep it simple, Obsidian was a corrupted gem, but when she took residence in my body, I was able to help her, and we grew a bond so that I can grow stronger than any human, and now I want to test my abilities against the gems. I want a no holds barred battle, between me and the Crystal Gems!"

Why, though? What do you have to prove? You already know you’re stronger than any human. Also, if Obsidian is no longer corrupted as a result of Maxwell ingesting her, shouldn’t the Crystal Gems just feed corrupted gems to human volunteers?

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And the chapter ends abruptly, so we’ll get to see the author’s OC flex his fighting abilities next chapter. And the two chapters following it also, as apparently he takes the gems on individually, and the author couldn’t be bothered having it all take place within the same chapter. I doubt the quality is going to keep up with the quantity – when has it ever?


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post Mar 5 2017, 08:29 PM
"Maxwell Ignitus." What a fucking nerd. I bet the reason he hated life so much was because he got wedgies all throughout high school and his super secret karate training didn't stop Ryan the Linebacker from sharing his deviantArt with the rest of the locker room.

Had this been "dipshit goes on an adventure with gem powers and never interacts with with the other gems ever again," maybe it could've been salvageable. But seeing as the author refuses to let quality slide into this, I shouldn't be surprised that this chapter killed that idea. Nope. It needs to be a human-in-Steven Universe fic.

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post Mar 7 2017, 07:14 AM
The protagonist has challenged the gems to a fight, so that’s what is going to happen in this chapter. It’s Maxwell’s time to shine, in all his overpowered and nonsensical glory. Enjoy.

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Chapter 5: Vs Amethyst

"...AAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Amethyst was just cracking up as soon as she heard Max, leaving him to blush a bit.

Did he crack a joke in-between chapters or something?

"Amethyst, there is no need to be rude." Despite saying this, Pearl looked amused too.

"No offense Maxwell, but while you may have training, it unfortunately is not anything that can compare to a gem's training." Garnet was trying to be kind, but it didn't seem to do anything for Max.

"So my training means nothing huh? Then how about you three put your money where your mouth is?"

Oh, I see. We have the gems patronize the protagonist, so that their coming contrived losses to him will be somewhat justified. Again, why does he feel the need to pick a fight with them at all? Does he want to be a contender for Best Gem, or something?

"I tried eating that money stuff, it's not bad but I've had better."

"It's a figure of speech Amethyst, I mean that, if you three are so confident, then you won't have any trouble beating me in a fight."

Amethyst just snickered and took a step forward.

I’d imagine it was to leave the fool alone, but unfortunately the act of being “in character” is something people will be frequently denied in fanfics.

"Wait Amethyst, we still shouldn't hurt a human."

"Don't worry Pearl, I'll be gentle with him."

Max just glared at her, but then smiled. "Well, so you wouldn't mind if I used my weapons?"

"Nothing you got can beat me." She smirks as she pulls out her whip from the gem on her chest.

“I mean, unless the rules of the universe somehow bends in your favor, so that nothing makes sense and nothing I attempt will have any sort of impact. But what are the odds of that?”

"We'll see about that." Max looked at his Obsidian hand, willing it to glow and materialize a black cloak. He learned long ago that gems can keep items in their gem, so he taught himself to do so as well. Unfortunately he can only store a small amount of items in his hand...but that's what the cloak is for. He puts on the dark cloak and smirks as he gets into a fighting stance.

I’m not following. He says he can’t store that much in his hand-gem, so he pulls out a cloak and puts it on, which somehow solves his storage space problem? Also, are they about to start fighting in Steven’s living room?

"Here it comes!" Amethyst yelled it out as she swung her whip toward Max...only for him to stay still and take the attack.

"Wow, I knew humans were bad but you didn't even move." She tried to pull back her whip, but sees that Max has an iron grip on it.

"It's not that, I just wanted to see how strong you are...I must say I'm not disappointed." He looks at her with a fierce look in his eyes and a wide smirk.

Then please show us that Amethyst’s attack did something, otherwise this will be nothing but the author masturbating to his gemsona.

He pulls at her whip, surprisingly strong enough to pull her toward him, giving him the perfect chance to give a devastating kick straight to her stomach, making her grunt in pain and fall onto the ground.

"Still think I'm weak?~" He smiles condescendingly but his small victory was short lived as Amethyst curled into a ball and dashed straight at him, launching him backwards. "Well that's the spirit!" He just laughs as he lands on the sandy beach, then easily gets up and dusts himself off.

Oh, so they are outside. When the fuck did they get there? The gems arrived by warp pad last chapter, which is inside Steven’s house.

"No more Nice Gem!" She growls as she glows and shape shifts into this hairy muscular wrestler type body.

Max just chuckles and rushes toward her, a trail of dust following him as he reaches into his cloak as he closes the distance between the two of them.

Amethyst runs toward Max, then jumps high, ready to body slam. But Max pulls out a combat shotgun straight out of his cloak and fires directly at her.

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Okay, first off, I guess it’s a good thing Maxwell is wearing that cloak, because it obviously covers up how he pulled that thing straight out of his ass. Second of all, WHAT THE FUCK?!

A shot like that would kill a human, but after some…"careful testing" Max learned that bullets can't kill a gem, but do a ton of damage. So while the shotgun blast didn't kill Amethyst, it sure knocked the wind out of her and blasted her away.

Okay, Brainiac, I’ve got some questions. How did you test this? “Careful testing” obviously means blowing buckshot at some gem’s physical form, and since you’re barely half of one, it had to be some unfortunate corrupt gem that you came across. Also, a shotgun can’t kill a gem? A gem is killed, or shattered rather, if their gem takes a breaking blow; something I’m sure bullets should be able to do. You just fired a combat shotgun point blank at Amethyst. Have you forgotten where her fucking gem is located, you complete lunatic?!

"Ow!" She reverted back to her regular form and glares at him. "What was that!?"

"What? I thought it was okay for me to use any weapon, so I'll use every weapon." He smirks and puts away the shotgun only to pull out a baseball bat.

"Whoa! How does that work?!" Steven was at first to surprised by seeing Max was half gem, and the fight to really speak up at first, but now felt like a good time to interject.

"Well simple, while studying theoretical physics and with help from Obsidian, I made myself a nice inter dimensional portal to my arsenal of weapons."

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This is too much. This asshole, this pretentious, pompous prick is out of fucking line. I’m not even talking about Maxwell, I’m talking about the author. He wants us to believe, to be so gullible to even imagine, that Maxwel, somewhere in the past fifty years, simply sat down and studied theoretical physics and took advantage of having an alien intelligence within him, and then he somehow invented technology beyond anything the show has shown us thus far. I had hoped that what he was doing was something akin to the Tardis effect that the Roaming Eye ship had, where it was bigger on the inside. But no, instead Maxwell is pulling from a possibly unlimited arsenal of physical weapons that is stored somewhere else.

My complaint about this is manifold, but I’ll sum up the worst offenders. Firstly, this cloak is now a Deus ex Machina dispenser; any and all items could be stored in its subspace to be retrieved at Maxwell’s leisure. Secondly, just chalking this up to theoretical physics and a corrupt gem helping him does not a satisfactory explanation make – it should have been pulled from his ass rather than his hand. Thirdly, Max is a selfish asshat, because instead of sharing this unimaginable invention with the world, a marvel that would revolutionize any and all forms of transportation, even the fucking gem warp pads, this prick stuck it on the inside of a cloak and called it a day. Fuck this thing!


Max looked so happy explaining it to Steven, unfortunately that made him too distracted to realize that Amethyst pulled out her second whip and lashed them furiously at Max.

"Gah!" He shielded his body as best as he can while Amethyst continued her onslaught. *This is bad, unless I do something...I got it!*

With a smirk he grabs something from his cloak and rolls it through her whips and at her feet.

Amethyst looked confused as she saw the small object, revealing it to be a small smoke bomb, which immediately spewed white has and clouded her vision

If this becomes a trend, I’m going to start a counter for how many times this “cloak of convenience” gets used. I know Steven technically has the same thing with Lion, but at least he can’t carry the animal around with him.

"Hey! Quit hiding and fight!" She searches around desperately, not realizing Max was right behind her.

"Here comes the GRAND SLAM!" Amethyst looks behind herself, but it was too late as Max swings, breaking his wooden bat in the process as he smashed her into the air. She was barely conscious as she flew through the air, only for Garnet to catch her.

"Amethyst! Is she okay?" Pearl looks over Amethyst, fortunately seeing no cracks in her gem or anything.

It’s a good thing they have Rose’s spring or Steven’s spit in case something like that happened, and it infuriates me that Max has no reason to know that.

"She's fine, but I believe we underestimated our opponent." Garnet was about to lay her down, but Amethyst struggled to get up.

"N-no, I can still fight."

"No Amethyst, you fought well, but you need to rest." Garnet said in a slightly concerned voice.

"But…" Before she could say anything else, Steven and Max come by and they give her some donuts.

I wasn’t aware the Big Donut did delivery.

"Max wanted to give you these as thanks for the fight!" Steven happily eats one as he sits with Amethyst to watch over her.

"Yeah, sorry Amethyst. I needed to prove I was strong. If I could beat you, then that means my training really was worth it! But I'm not done yet." Max looks to Garnet and Pearl. "I swore to beat all of you. So who will be my next opponent?"

Why?! That’s all I’m asking! Give us a reason for this dickwad to have this much of a need to prove himself. Right now, it’s just the author wanting to show off how much cooler his self-insert is than the gems.

Authors note: sorry for switching to third person, I didn't realize till after I finished the chapter.

Oh, so your whole pretentious intro to the previous chapter was just to cover up that you’re an absentminded writer, who doesn’t consider even glancing twice at his work before uploading it? How nice.

I'm sorry if I continue to be inconsistent, this is my first time doing anything like this. Thanks so much for the few of you who have favorited my story, I can't wait to make more chapters!

And I can’t wait to tear into them. I can only imagine they’re going to be more infuriating after the shit you pulled in this one.

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A combat shogun, a smoke bomb, and a baseball bat. I bet he’s got a bazooka in there too, it’s just a matter of time before he finds and excuse for it. I fear this won’t end at just a fancy cloak – we still haven’t seen any of these “gem abilities” he supposedly has.


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post Mar 10 2017, 05:41 AM
One gem down, two to go. Let’s get through the author’s obligatory dick measuring contest, so we can see how else he plans on making this story interesting. Enjoy.

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Chapter 6: Vs Pearl

The gems felt the need to be cautious, after seeing Maxwell and his skill, they knew that they needed to be more careful. So Pearl felt she was the perfect choice.

After all, nothing says careful like a five-foot corkscrew spear to the sternum.

"I will be your opponent Mr. Ignitus."

"Excellent, I'll be sure not to disappoint you." Max smiles as he backs up, giving them room for the battle to begin.

Disappoint her? Bitch, you’re the one who’s gung-ho about fighting here, not them.

Pearl focused her hands above the gem on her head, summoning her spear and getting into her stance for battle.

"Alright let's do it!" Max pulls out dual pistols and fires at Pearl relentlessly.

I still can’t get over the whole “bullets can’t kill gems” logic of this author. A head-shot would be just as effective against Pearl as any human.

Despite this, Pearl seemed able to dodge and deflect the bullets with a grace that only she was able to master.

"I am of a different level of strength, you cannot win!" Pearl aims her spear and fires a powerful bolt of energy at Max. His eyes widen as he tries to dodge it but the energy bolt damages his leg.

So, indeterminate damage somewhere between a slight rash and complete disintegration – got it.

"Gah! Damn." He made a mental note to be more careful with cursing around Steven, but he had to shift his weight to one leg to try and stay stable.

Bad language is just about the last thing on the list of things Steven needs to be protected from.

"You're too weak now you lose." Despite her words, Max just grins and starts hopping on his good leg with his arms up. "You kidding me? I'm just getting started!"

Pearl was confused, but then Max's leg catches flame.

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So, this is clearly one of Max’s new super powers. What’s he going to do with it? Use it to kick Pearl, like he’s copying Sanji from One Piece?

Pearl was about to go and help, but Max then stood firm on both legs, the flames dissipating, his leg perfectly fine, albeit a bit covered in soot.

"H-how?"

"It took time to perfect it, but I call it my Phoenix burn. With it I can heal any of my wounds." He looked triumphant, but he was visibly tired. It seems using that ability left him drained.

Healing fire?! Are you kidding me? Say what you will about the magic of Steven’s healing spit, at least it’s delivered through a non-volatile and non-exothermic agent. How the hell does this make sense, and how can he be any part human at this point?

"I-I better finish this fast." Max returns his pistols, and pulls out his sniper rifle. Taking aim and firing at Pearl.

"You can't beat me!" Pearl dashes at Max, putting the trident adjustments to her spear as she thrusts at Max.

Okay, at least this puts the timeline somewhere after Bismuth. Which means Peridot and Lapis are also among the candidates to play “Fuck, Fuse, Shatter” with the author avatar.

Maxwell swings the rifle as if it were a club, parrying her attacks, then pulling out a pistol to fire at her at close range, doing some vital damage.

"You may have had the advantage at long range, but close quarters are my ally." He sweeps her legs and pounds her gut with the end of his gun. Once she was on the ground, he pulled his shotgun and aimed it directly at her forehead.

Oh, so you don’t want to swear around Steven, but threaten his surrogate mother’s life right in front of him, that you are fine with.

"Checkmate."

"...this isn't chess." She says in a salty manner before sighing.

Max smiles and puts his weapons away, putting his hand out to help her up. She smiles slightly and gladly takes his hand.

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Oh, don’t I wish.

"I will admit, you proved yourself to be a worthy adversary. You have trained yourself well."

"Thanks Pearl, that means a lot to hear from you." He helps her back to the other gems.

Trained himself? All he’s got is superior firepower. That has nothing to do with the kind of dexterity and diligence that Pearl adheres to.

"Man I was sure you would win." Amethyst pouts a bit but smiles at the two of them.

"You both did well."

"Thanks Garnet, but I'm not done." Everyone looks at Max, not sure if he was serious. He already fought Amethyst and Pearl, he looked tired, yet he still wanted to fight Garnet?

Well, of course he would, because it would please the author’s ego that much more by winning at a disadvantage.

"You can't be serious...Maxwell, you already proved yourself, there is no need to continue."

"That's where you're wrong Garnet...I need to show all of my progress. I'm okay if I lose to you, but I won't be satisfied until we battle!"

And that sums up the author’s reasons for writing this story. For his own satisfaction. I hate it when the only ones fanfic authors are trying to entertain are themselves.

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I don’t feel like placing any bets on the upcoming fight. On one hand, having the protagonist go up against the fusion powerhouse that is Garnet when exhausted should be a sure loss. On the other, the ego of these kind of fanfic authors knows no bounds, so there’s likely some kind of ace up Maxwell’s sleeve – because when did self-insert protagonists not have those?


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post Mar 10 2017, 08:44 AM
Already weakened, exhausted, and about to face someone who is actually two lesbians in a trench coat.

Sounds like the writer's expy has some odds to overcome...


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post Mar 14 2017, 03:05 PM
Now that half of the Crystal Gems have fallen to the protagonist’s incessant need to show off, let’s see if Garnet has what it takes to take him down a peg. Enjoy.

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Chapter 7: Vs Garnet

"...fine." The others looked at Garnet with surprise.

"Thank you Garnet." Max gets in position, Garnet summoning her large powerful fists.

They’re called gauntlets, you ignoramus. I know you are aware of the concept of gloves, so why is this a problem?

Before Max could pull out a weapon though, Garnet rushed at Max, and delivered a powerful punch to his chest, sending him flying several meters until he hit the ground,

"I'm sorry Maxwell, but I will have to finish this fast for your own good."

I’m not even sure the author knows that conflict can be solved through non-violent means by this point.

She took a few steps forward before hearing a chuckle from Max. He slowly stood up, clutching his chest but smiling wide.

"I knew something like this would happen. I'm too exhausted in this form...I need to stop relying on my human body...I am to be superhuman."

Alright, we all knew this was coming. Give us your worst, you wannabe shonen protagonist.

The Crystal gems look to Max as he puts his hands together, one flesh and blood, and one a superheated volcanic rock. As he holds them together, the link between Max and Obsidian grows more. His cloak vanishes back into his hand and his body goes on fire. His skin becomes covered soot as fire surrounds him.

"This form relies on both my skills as a human, and the fiery power of Obsidian. You can't beat me now!"

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Let me get this straight, author. You took a blank slate character, made him your self-insert focus point, force-fed him a corrupted gem, and now you want us to believe this somehow enables him to turn into the Human Torch – relying on both his human and “gem partner” for this. This is just blatant wish fulfillment here, and it’s poorly done at that.

First off, the whole gem-human symbiosis is something that’s entirely pulled out of thin air for this character. We are told of powers, bonds, knowledge, and abilities, which Maxwell gains from having Obsidian residing inside of him, and we’re just supposed to accept that’s how it is. I don’t accept that. Gems and humans are two entirely different species, meant to function as individuals. Implanting a gem in a human body should probably have the same effect as stitching a Tamagotchi to your forearm – biology and geology shouldn’t mix that easily, magic or no magic. On top of this, you have the symbiosis be something that empowers Maxwell, not just beyond human standards, but clearly beyond gems as well. Steven is a literal hybrid, and he doesn’t have these uber-mega-fancy-schmancy powers that Max gets handed to him.

However, there is one thing that could fix all of this. One word that could explain all of this away, however vague the term would become by doing so. The word is ‘fusion’. Tell us that Max is the first human-gem fusion, an accidental, forced fusion that combines the abilities of a gem with the physical form of a human. Do that, and all the shit you’re pulling, sans your bullshit cloak-of-many-things, will make sense – because Max is doing things that no human should be able to do, and therefore shouldn’t be classified as human at all.


"We'll have to see about that." Garnet runs at him at full speed, throwing a powerful punch at Max, only for him to grab it with with his crystallized hand. The obsidian seems to have grown bigger. With his free hand his gives his own devastating punch, making Garnet launch into the ocean with a massive splash.

Max stays in the lookout, knowing Garnet wouldn't be bested so easily. Suddenly out of the ocean a seashell is thrown at his head, but his heat destroys the shell before it can hit him.

If that is to be the case, Maxwell should currently be knee deep in a pool of molten sand – that’s how much heat there’s needed to destroy calcite via indirect heat.

"Hehehe, is that your best?" Just after he says that, Garnet comes flying out of the water and punches him incredibly hard in the face, then throwing punch after punch, just a barrage attacking Maxwell. It looked like it would defeat Max, but then his eyes widen as his body heats up more. With a yell, the area around him explodes, ash everywhere.

I wonder how many times the gems can tear up the beach before Mayor Dewey has to pay for restoring it.

The whole fight was impossible to see from all of the ash. Steven looks around as best as he can, but then the ash clears, showing that only Garnet was standing and Max was in the floor.

It seemed like Garnet was the victor, but then she falls forward, face planting into the sand. Max gets up, slightly scratched but overall victorious.

I’ve seen more convincing falls in rigged boxing matches. What did Max bribe Garnet with while the ash was obscuring them?

"H-he won?" Pearl was absolutely astonished, Amethyst had her mouth agape, and Steven had stars in his eyes.

"That was awesome!" He goes to congratulate Max, but first checks on Garnet.

"D-don't worry Steven, I'm fine." She adjusts her position, sitting up and smiling at Steven as she fixes her visor.

“Had I won, he would only have stuck around until he could get a rematch. Now it’s over, and we can get on with our lives.”

"I have to say, even with the flame form, that was not easy. I need to train some more." Max chuckles as he struggled to stay standing, his body exhausted.

"Well before that, let's get inside. You all rest, I'll make some food and some ice packs." Steven smiles as he helps everyone into the house.

"Gotta say, you three really helped raise this kid into a model good citizen."

Don’t get too excited, Max. The kid barely cooks anything but junk food and microwave meals.

"Well I don't like to brag." Amethyst acts as if she did all the work, just for Garnet to lightly bop her head.

"We always had Steven's best interests at heart." Pearl almost went to memory lane as she thought of Steven growing up into such a kind young man.

I’m chalking that one up to Greg, really. If Steven had learnt kindness from the gems, he’d just have let Maxwell crash on his doorstep.

"...how has his training been going?"

"He's really progressing well, gaining so much more control, and discovering more abilities as he grows." Garnet smiled as she looked to Steven as he tried to subtly eat some of the whip cream he put on his pancakes.

"Hehehe…"

"Dude please don't tell me you wanna fight him."

Yes, please don’t. We haven’t established if bullets can hurt hybrids yet. We don’t even know if they can hurt Maxwell, but for some reason I suspect that they don’t.

"No it's not that...but I'd kind of like to train with him" The gems looked at him confused.

"Um, may I ask why?" Pearl asked concerned.

"Well, I know you three trained him well..but you gave him training as a gem...I was thinking maybe showing him the human side of combat can help him progress more. I may not of known Rose well, but she helped me become a better being...so the least I can do is help be there for her precious kid."

Human side of combat? Steven’s human side is about empathy and change – not everything has to be about violent conflict, you sociopath.

The gems considered his offer together until Garnet spoke to him. "We'll think about it."

"Hehehe, good enough for me." He smiled as Steven came back with plates of his...creative dishes. He smiled as he looked at the four, thinking that maybe this was the start of something amazing.

Oh, it’ll amaze me alright. Amaze me at how such a self-indulgent and non-developed character like Maxwell should have any place in Steven Universe.

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Could there be a more dumb and uninteresting character than the author’s OC at this point? A smug, self-centered blowhard utterly focused on achieving his own goals. Aside from giving him an unlimited supply of weapons, the author has now firmly established Max as being stronger than any of the Crystal Gems – because fifty years of “training” and using guns is apparently enough to become better than millennia old rebel soldiers. This isn’t Steven Universe anymore, it’s now the Maxwell Ignitus Show.


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post Mar 19 2017, 08:25 AM
With the author now basking in the afterglow of his OC’s dominance establishment over characters who weren’t interested in fighting him in the first place, let’s see what he intends to maintain reader interest with. Enjoy.

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Chapter 8: Who is Steven Universe?

The next morning everyone was in better shape. Max was doing his daily routine of stretches and exercises. Unfortunately it was earlier in the morning than Steven was used to. So the poor kid was woken up by Max's exercising.

The dude has an entire beach to work out on, and I doubt he’d complain about the cold. He’s just doing this for attention, isn’t he?

"Max? What are you doing? The sun isn't up yet."

"Oh sorry Steven, I'm trying to get back into my training schedule. I need to get stronger if I wanna do my next fight."

There are other things in life, Max. Get a hobby.

"What do you mean?"

"...well~ don't tell the gems yet, but next time I fight them, I want them all to fuse."

Should Maxwell even be aware of the concept? I guess Obsidian could have told him, but why would he then just assume that the Crystal Gems fuse with each other. I doubt he stuck around them long enough to learn that.

"You mean you wanna fight Alexandrite!?"

"Shh! Not so loud dude, what if they hear you?"

"Oh sorry...but that's just crazy...cool, but crazy."

"Well I need to get as strong as I can...who's Alexandrite?"

"Huh? That's Garnet, Amethyst, and Pearl fused together."

"Oh so they have a name? Sorry, Obsidian and I don't know much about fusion, except that it's a relatively new thing for different gems to fuse."

In other words, you wanted to demand that the gems fuse for your sake, not knowing if they ever tried it, just so you could have a stronger sparring partner. There’s being inappropriate, and then there’s being completely unaware that other people have fucking feelings, dude.

"I see, but yeah! When the gems fuse, they don't just become two people squished together, but someone new!"

"Interesting...tell me more."

If he knew nothing about fusion before, why did he pick it as his next go-to solution to his ever raging violence boner?

"Gladly! Well there is Ruby and Sapphire who make Garnet-" He covers his mouth after saying that.

"...wait, Garnet is a fusion? That explains a lot. But why is she fused?"

"Well...it's because they love each other. Ruby and Sapphire love each other so much that they hate being apart, so they would fuse and be Garnet."

"...wow, that's beautiful to hear."

I can’t trace a single genuine emotion in any line delivery from this dweeb. “Wow, that’s beautiful,” or, “that’s… amazing,” does not convey any sort of emotional impact, because it’s all just words spoken by someone barely affiliated with the situations. It feels like all Max is doing, is nodding his head and saying whatever he needs to say in order to get his next adrenaline fix.

For the rest of the morning the two talk to each other, exchanging stories and knowledge of gems. Max even learns of two other gems who live in a barn not too far from Beach City.

"Lapis Lazuli and Peridot?"

"Yeah! I can't wait to introduce you to them."

Given Lapis’ water abilities and Peridot’s ability to move metal, they would seem like great candidates to ruin Maxwell’s fire and guns combo. But I’d also rather not have a protagonist that challenges everybody he sees to a fight, because that would make him a selfish sociopath, and whoops, I think that’s already the case.

Max chuckles, enjoying Steven's happy nature...it reminded him a lot of when he was little. Before they could continue, the doorway to the gems' room opens and Amethyst comes out, in a very sleepy state.

"Uh, hey there Amethyst, you okay?" He waves his hand I. amethyst face and she just keeps walking in a trance like state. She goes to the fridge and takes out an abundance of food.

Her kind of food or Steven’s kind of food? She’d eat the lightbulb in the fridge if she bothered screwing it out.

"Oh not again!"

"What's going on?"

"She's sleep eating, last time she did this, she ate all of my waffles."

Doesn’t really sound like something a gem should be capable off, what with lacking the need for sleeping. But then again, this totally sounds like something Amethyst would pretend to do, just to binge eat without blame.

Max snaps his fingers in Amethyst's face, trying to help her wake up.

"We gotta stop her, but how?"

Steven looks around worriedly, but Max gets an idea. He puts Amethyst's arm between two slices of bread.

We’re doing Tom & Jerry gags now? I guess now that Maxwell is done with them, all he’s going to use them for will be comedy relief.

"Wait what are you doing?"

"Just a solution to our problem that also doubles as a prank." He chuckles as Amethyst takes a bite out of her hand/sandwich.

"Yow!" Amethyst looks at her hand, finally awake. Max and Steven were laughing their butts off at her reaction.

Ha ha, much laugh, very lolz, can we get a fucking plot now?

"Sorry Amethyst, but it was the the only idea I had that involved you waking up, and making us laugh."

"Hehehe, you were sleep eating again Amethyst."

"Really? Well sorry, but no need to make me eat myself." She looks at her own hand curiously.

“I mean, I’ve tried it before, and it’s not that great. Vidalia says I need to be more flexible for it to feel good. I don’t get it, though.”

"Don't even think about it. I will body slam you."

"I have no idea what you're talking about." Amethyst begrudgingly puts away the food.

"So what were you two talking about?"

"Oh nothing much, just trying to know my fellow half gem."

Dude, you’re not a half-gem. You’re a whole human plus a gem. There’s a difference.

"Hehehe, yeah! We're the half bros!" Steven said this with one of the happiest grins on his face. Max blushed a little, not expecting to be called a brother, but smiles and looks at Amethyst. "Yeah, half bros."

Please tell me you actually knows what a half-brother is, author, otherwise there’s a few things about family relations you should be aware of.

"Hehehe, more like the dork bros."

"You're just jealous~"

"Oh no, we don't wanna make Amethyst jealous! Come half bro, let us explore Beach City together!" Steven jumps happily, accidentally floating in the air a bit before landing.

Yeah, let’s ignore the potential emotional conflicts, which the show builds its plot around, and instead go and find more people the author avatar can woo with his awesomeness.

Max follows behind, happy to learn more about Steven. For the rest of the day they had fun going around, talking to the many citizens of Beach City, going to Steven's favorite places, and sharing more stories together. Soon they decided to relax on the beach, looking at the sunset together.

"...Sunsets are so weird."

I… what?

"Why? They're pretty."

"That's exactly why, they shine all of the colors in your eyes that help your mind feel better and overall happier."

"Wow...you really know a lot."

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I don’t know what wisdom the author thinks he has achieved, but the thoughts that Maxwell just spouted are about as vast and as deep as a bottle cap. We recognize the beauty of a sunset for the aesthetics of its colors, the fluidity of its repeated and daily movement, the sheer acknowledgement that we are gnats on a spinning sphere observing a burning ball of gas as it all hurdles through space. People throughout history have used poetry, similes, metaphors, and science to capture just how moving and pleasing the setting sun is, and how we both recognize its beauty and take it for granted. Yet all Max has to say about it is, “the light pleases my brain” – what a complete and utter waste of words.

"Well, when you're almost 70 years old, you learn a lot."

"I wish I was older, so then I could know a lot...then maybe I can make better choices."

Steven, last time you got older, you almost died and the gems were powerless to help you. No one wants another episode like that.

"You don't have to be in a hurry to grow up...you're plenty smart Steven. There are times I wished I stayed young, still so happy and seeing the beauty in the world...but at my age, I can only see the bad things. Yet with Obsidian… I remember there is still so much more, and many beautiful things in life still exist."

In other words, kids don’t know the world is shit, you thought it was shit, but now you don’t think it is shit. Is the world a wasteland or a wonderland – you can’t have fucking both.

"Yeah...my mom saw the beauty in everything...Rose Quartz was someone amazing…"

"...You can tell me what's wrong. I'd like you to think you can tell me anything. I'm not the gems or your dad...but I can be a friend, or brother...half bros."

You met yesterday! I know Steven is quick to bond with people, but we’ve learned that entire weeks can pass between scene transitions in a single episode. Give it some more time, dude.

"The thing is...I've learned that she did so much, some amazing things, and some...questionable things….she shattered Pink Diamond."

"...keep going, it's okay."

“I have no idea what you’re talking about, but keep going – I’m just killing time until I can have another fight.”

"I understand she did it for the good of the people...but it's still so strange to me...and it's not just that. I know everyone says how they love me...but I feel like…" He slowly starts to cry. "...I feel like, if Rose stayed and I never existed….everyone would be so much happier."

"...I know that feeling….in my home, no one liked me, calling me a mistake, everyone hated my existence. There are still times I question why I keep living...but then I remember that there are plenty of reasons for you and me."

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Oh boy, a tragic background story of coming from a reasonless unloving family, as if we never saw that coming. Much like every other way our protagonist has abused the show’s plot thus far, this delivery is once again entirely selfish. Let me break down the above exchange for you.

Steven: “I feel as though my surrogate mothers resent me for existing, as my mother, their leader and friend, gave up her existence, so that I would have a chance at life.”

Maxwell: “Yeah, dude, I know what you mean. My family totally hated me – it’s basically the same thing.”

Max piggybacks on Steven’s insecurities to exposit on how his life has been oh so miserable – and not once does he consider to console Steven and explain to him that his family loves him and doesn’t feel that way. Employ some fucking empathy, you twat!


"What do you mean?"

"Well let's start with you. You may think everyone would be happier, but what about Connie? You were her first friend. And what about Lapis and Peridot? You told me how you helped them change their alliance to protect you and Earth. And while your dad and the gems may have grief inside them, you always brighten everything up. Your smile helps them get better everyday. If given the choice...they would happily keep you instead of getting Rose back."

The sentiment is nice, but it’s still basically like saying, “So what if your mothers hate you, you mean a lot to someone else.”

Steven was sniffling as he was crying hard, his words helping him feel a lot better.

"You do not have to define your existence as, Rose Quartz. You are Steven Quartz Universe, your life is your own."

This wasn’t about Steven living up to Rose, this was about how the gems feel about him existing instead of her. Were you not a part of your own conversation?!

He decided to hug Steven and let him cry. Soon the poor boy, falls asleep, too emotionally exhausted. He smiles and carries Steven back home, tucking him into bed.

"Is Steven okay?" Pearl comes over and checks Steven seeing the leftover dry tears under his eyes.

"We just had a big talk… I was just doing my job as a big brother." Pearl looks at him confused while Max walks to the couch to rest.

Because of course, he must establish himself as a pretend family member. How else will he not appear like the freeloading mooch that he so obviously is?

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The author’s skin-suit is digging himself in for the long haul, it seems. Not only does he want to fight fusions of the Crystal Gems, he wants to wedge himself into Steven’s life as an older sibling figure. Hopefully, he’ll at least earn his keep and lend a hand to the main cast, as they go about trying to not have the planet be destroyed by an alien empire. But then again, everything so far has been just about him, his needs, his issues, his powers, so even that will probably be turned into a bore.


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