The Internet

Log In or Register

Write (with AI)

"From NetNavi Battles to Jingle Bells: Lan Hikari's Unexpected Transformation"

Bookmark
1 Points

On the crisp, icy sheet of the North Pole, Lan Hikari's roller blades glided across the glittering snow. Lan had been thrust to this distant, magical land by his latest battle with a rogue NetNavi, but now he stood mesmerized by the sights around him—the glowing aurora borealis dancing in the sky above and the twinkle of fairy lights illuminating a quaint village.

"How did I even end up here?" Lan muttered, adjusting his blue bandana to keep his unruly brown hair out of his eyes.

The North Pole village had a mysterious, beckoning warmth. Curious, Lan ventured forth, skating his way towards the most brilliantly lit structure—a grand workshop bustling with tiny figures. The elves, garbed in festive attire, were hard at work, paying no mind to the strange little boy who had wandered into their midst.

"Hey! Where am I, and why does everything look so... festive?" he asked aloud, gazing around with wide eyes.

One elf, balancing a tower of brightly wrapped gifts, chuckled and replied, "Welcome to Santa's Workshop, kiddo! What brings you here on this fine Christmas Eve?"

"Santa's Workshop...?" Lan echoed, his voice trailing off as his eyes spotted a grand sleigh parked majestically at the edge of the village. The sleigh sparkled as though kissed by stardust, and curiosity tugged at his heartstrings.

Unable to resist, Lan made his way to the sleigh and climbed inside. The moment he settled into the plush seat, an odd, electrifying sensation prickled through his body.

"What's happening to me?" Lan exclaimed. He tried to stand up, but a wave of numbness—and an ethereal glow surrounding him—affixed him to the seat.

His body began to change almost instantly. His lanky frame started to swell, following a pattern of considerable weight gain, his vest and shorts stretching until they seamlessly turned into the red and white garb of Santa Claus. His youthful face aged, wrinkles forming as his brown hair lightened into a snowy white. Lan's hands grasped futilely at his changing form.

"No! I can't be Santa Claus! I'm Lan Hikari!" he protested. But even as he resisted, his memories started fading. Playtimes with MegaMan, battles fought, and school pranks—all blurred into abstractions, replaced with scenes of making toys, guiding reindeer, and delivering presents. His mind resisted valiantly, but the overwhelming tide of Santa's identity washed away his boyhood memories.

*"Ho, ho, ho!"* The newly transformed Santa let out a hearty laugh, rubbing his now substantial belly. He adjusted his spectacles and gazed around the workshop, seeing it as he always had—a place of joy and creation, where elves worked tirelessly to bring happiness to children across the globe.

"Is it time to deliver the presents already?" Santa Claus wondered, stepping out of the sleigh and admiring its readiness.

An elf approached him, grinning up at Santa. "Yes, Santa, it’s Christmas Eve! Time to spread joy to all the good kids."

Santa nodded, the essence of Lan entirely eclipsed. "Of course, my dear elf. Let’s hitch up the reindeer and get going."

As Santa Claus climbed into the sleigh, the reins shimmering in his grasp, he looked out at the North Pole once more and then up at the twinkling winter sky.

"Ho, ho, ho! Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!" Santa announced, giving the order to dash through the snow, pulled by his dependable reindeer.

And so, with a sweeping stroke of magic, the sleigh took to the sky, leaving Lan Hikari as nothing more than a whisper of the past, fully immersed in his new life as the benevolent Saint Nick. The North Pole workshop bustled behind him, unaware of the extraordinary transformation that had just unfolded, for to them, Santa had always been Santa—and always would be.

This story was generated by user LanHikari with assistance by one of OpenAI’s large-scale language-generation model; prompts used to help generate the story are shown below.

Images were generated with OpenAI's AI system, DALL·E 2, or uploaded by the user.

AI Prompts

Prompt: Write a transformation story of Lan Hikari (from the Megaman Battle Network video game/anime series) turning into Santa Claus (from Christmas myths and stories), complete with weight gain (making him very fat/obese), height progression, age progression, supernatural powers gain, instant clothes change (just after his body fully transformed), and mind/mental change (with Lan's personality and memories being completely replaced with Santa's personality and memories, despite Lan's best efforts on fighting them off, making him completely forget that he was a little boy, completely oblivious to his previous self and the physical and mental transformation that had just happened a moment ago, and only remember being Santa Claus and remembered that he had always brought gifts to the good children during the late evening and overnight hours on every Christmas Eve). For Lan Hikari's appearance, he is an 11 year old boy who stands at 142.8 centimeters tall and has brown eyes and untidy brown hair, which he keeps out of his face with a bandana bearing the Hikari family mark. His upper-body attire consists of a white long-sleeved shirt with black squares on the elbows under an orange vest. From the waist down, he wears black shorts with yellow stripes on the sides, black ankle-socks, and orange shoes with black stripes. He carries detachable roller blades that allow him to instantly modify his shoes. He will often be seen with his backpack. He almost always carries his PET with him, and the later versions usually come with a pouch or a strap to carry it with. For Lan Hikari's personality, he is outgoing, headstrong, and has a strong sense of justice, though he is often lazy, often sleeping in causing him being late to prior engagements (even if he is the one who set them up), and is a poor student in school, much to Ms. Mari's frustration and despite MegaMan's nagging, though he has the highest grades in Virus Busting. Lan enjoys sports such as soccer and inline skating, which is shown in his preference to skate wherever he goes. He is shown to have a large appetite, often indulging when food is around. As an operator, Lan is able to concentrate in a way he cannot bring himself to do in other situations, and is quick to jump into action to save the day while others panic, even at his own risk. He has a keen sense of deduction, though he often has a simplistic way of looking at things. Despite his aptitude for Net Battling, Lan's ego and arrogance often lead to him making careless mistakes which sometimes put people he cares about in danger. His simple outlook on life also leads to several other problems, such as his emotional vulnerability, which has been exploited. Late in the third game, his vanity and then his trust are both abused in succession, and he is left believing that he is guilty for putting thousands of lives in danger, including his father's, causing him to fall into depression. When he finally arises, his worldview is tempered with a better understanding of evil. For Santa Claus's appearance (after Lan turned into him), he is a portly, jolly, white-bearded man, often with spectacles, wearing a red coat with white fur collar and cuffs, white-fur-cuffed red trousers, a red hat trimmed with white fur, a black leather belt and boots. During Christmas Eve, he carries a bag full of gifts for children. He is popularly associated with a deep, hearty laugh, frequently rendered in Christmas literature as "ho, ho, ho!". He is said to accomplish this with the aid of Christmas elves, who make the toys in his workshop, and with the aid of flying reindeer who pull his sleigh through the air. For Santa Claus's personality, he is naturally accepting of others, despite how the world sees or treats them, as evidenced by his friendship with Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer. Santa saw through the initial shock of a glowing red nose and befriended Rudolph. He did something more powerful than just telling the other reindeer to “knock it off”: He asked Rudolph to lead the most important flight of every year and led to his immortalization in the history books of modern Christmas-tale. He’s social and outgoing. If he weren’t, how would he be able to put up with so many elves? Some reports estimate there are more than 85,000 elves. Who’s in charge of it all? Santa. While there’s surely some sort of hierarchy within the elf workforce, ultimately, Santa is the one who has to socialize with them all day, on top of his own responsibilities. When December rolls around, Santa has to carry on conversations with kids all around the world at virtually every moment of the day, which wouldn’t be possible without his extroverted qualities. He’s an idealistic dreamer, which is easily shown in his promise to visit all the children of the world in one night. That’s over 2 billion children in 195 countries… Santa is a radical optimist with a big heart. He sets his sights in the biggest dream and trusts that it will all work out. His idealism is matched by his unstoppable energy. When he’s not flying around the world, popping in and out of houses with gifts, he’s helping come up with new ideas for next year, meeting with elves to discuss logistics, and socializing with the reindeer. He’s been doing this for quite some time, and yet, his energy doesn’t seem to be faltering. Though, it is also possible that the sugar in all those cookies he eats on the night of Christmas Eve helps provide him with the buzzing vitality he needs for the next year. He is encouraging and supportive of children’s wishes. While the looming threat of a coal-stained stocking is likely enough to get children to behave, Santa accompanies it with love and encouragement, which is likely how he stays in their good graces, even while there’s an undertone of possible punishment (a system set up by the elves, of course). The story is that Lan Hikari somehow got sent to the North Pole, and he found a legendary sleigh owned by the legendary Santa Claus. Out of curiosity, Lan walks into the sleigh and sits in it, but strangely, as he gets comfortable in the sleigh, he starts to feel tingly as he suddenly (while still sitting) transforms into Saint Nick (Santa Claus) himself, even his personality and memories got completely replaced in a process (so he doesn't remember ever being Lan Hikari and he realizes that he was sleeping in the sleigh), making him knew that he was and always had been Santa Claus. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking.

Response: On the crisp, icy sheet of the North Pole, Lan Hikari's roller blades glided across the glittering snow. Lan had been thrust to this distant, magical land by his latest battle with a rogue NetNavi, but now he stood mesmerized by the sights around him—the glowing aurora borealis dancing in the sky above and the twinkle of fairy lights illuminating a quaint village. "How did I even end up here?" Lan muttered, adjusting his blue bandana to keep his unruly brown hair out of his eyes. The North Pole village had a mysterious, beckoning warmth. Curious, Lan ventured forth, skating his way towards the most brilliantly lit structure—a grand workshop bustling with tiny figures. The elves, garbed in festive attire, were hard at work, paying no mind to the strange little boy who had wandered into their midst. "Hey! Where am I, and why does everything look so... festive?" he asked aloud, gazing around with wide eyes. One elf, balancing a tower of brightly wrapped gifts, chuckled and replied, "Welcome to Santa's Workshop, kiddo! What brings you here on this fine Christmas Eve?" "Santa's Workshop...?" Lan echoed, his voice trailing off as his eyes spotted a grand sleigh parked majestically at the edge of the village. The sleigh sparkled as though kissed by stardust, and curiosity tugged at his heartstrings. Unable to resist, Lan made his way to the sleigh and climbed inside. The moment he settled into the plush seat, an odd, electrifying sensation prickled through his body. "What's happening to me?" Lan exclaimed. He tried to stand up, but a wave of numbness—and an ethereal glow surrounding him—affixed him to the seat. His body began to change almost instantly. His lanky frame started to swell, following a pattern of considerable weight gain, his vest and shorts stretching until they seamlessly turned into the red and white garb of Santa Claus. His youthful face aged, wrinkles forming as his brown hair lightened into a snowy white. Lan's hands grasped futilely at his changing form. "No! I can't be Santa Claus! I'm Lan Hikari!" he protested. But even as he resisted, his memories started fading. Playtimes with MegaMan, battles fought, and school pranks—all blurred into abstractions, replaced with scenes of making toys, guiding reindeer, and delivering presents. His mind resisted valiantly, but the overwhelming tide of Santa's identity washed away his boyhood memories. *"Ho, ho, ho!"* The newly transformed Santa let out a hearty laugh, rubbing his now substantial belly. He adjusted his spectacles and gazed around the workshop, seeing it as he always had—a place of joy and creation, where elves worked tirelessly to bring happiness to children across the globe. "Is it time to deliver the presents already?" Santa Claus wondered, stepping out of the sleigh and admiring its readiness. An elf approached him, grinning up at Santa. "Yes, Santa, it’s Christmas Eve! Time to spread joy to all the good kids." Santa nodded, the essence of Lan entirely eclipsed. "Of course, my dear elf. Let’s hitch up the reindeer and get going." As Santa Claus climbed into the sleigh, the reins shimmering in his grasp, he looked out at the North Pole once more and then up at the twinkling winter sky. "Ho, ho, ho! Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!" Santa announced, giving the order to dash through the snow, pulled by his dependable reindeer. And so, with a sweeping stroke of magic, the sleigh took to the sky, leaving Lan Hikari as nothing more than a whisper of the past, fully immersed in his new life as the benevolent Saint Nick. The North Pole workshop bustled behind him, unaware of the extraordinary transformation that had just unfolded, for to them, Santa had always been Santa—and always would be.

Comment Section

Post your own comment: