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I like edgy bullshit and wholesome content in equal spades. Characters are people, and should be treated with the same thought you'd treat a person in real life with. I like magical girls, fighter jets, and magical girls that are fighter jets, and also vampires.

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Esaka, the Tiered City

Yayama Yama
Status: youtube.com/watch?v=OCj8pqVqa1M
LV: 6, EXP: 41/60
Word Count: 330 (+1)


Yayama headed down to the pools for her next match, meeting up with Charlotta once she arrived. Thankfully for the other knight's image, the Warrior of Darkness elected to refrain from seeking out some more refreshments that reminded her of home to try. She wondered if she should be endeavoring to free her Kameo partner; Charlotta seemed like the forthright sort, even if she had a sight more courage than experience, and it seemed like their numbers could use any bolstering they could get. Yayama resolved to run the idea past the other Seekers at their next meetup.

Her opponent today was, evidently, a scientifically-crafted super soldier. Not exactly something she was unfamiliar with, at this point, given the stature of your average Garlean officer or any of the Empire's less savory magitek creations, though his partner mixed things up a bit. Water manipulation gave an opponent a lot of flexibility, and this Ci-Ci was no different. Unfortunately for him, however, this too was covered by Yayama's extensive experience. What she lacked in practice with Esaka's brand of regulated prize fighting and overall speed, she more than made up for with a breadth of battles and the tactics that had won them. She'd never fought a super soldier and an elemental water construct working in tandem like this, but she'd fought pairs of super soldiers, water constructs, and groups of elementals before. Yayama was pressured in her first round, but she continued what was quickly becoming a pattern: learning her opponent's moves and capabilities, then getting a clean victory in the next round after surviving the first.

After the match (and patching up her opponent, as she'd also begun making a habit of), she headed on over to where she'd been told about, bringing Charlotta along with her. These Power Stone Games sounded more her speed, really, and Yayama figured she'd use the spare time she had. I suppose it spares you from talking to me, doesn't it.



"No more singing along."




The magical power Hizuki put out continued to ratchet up by the moment, as if her armor were a limiter on it rather than an amplifier. She couldn't stop pushing to consider the rather horrific spectacle before her; the fact remained that she needed to keep this thing away from the school as long as possible. Her time was starting to run out, though; the warmth inside the cockpit of her personal mech had grown to an uncomfortable heat, and she could feel the strain of maintaining this form on her very soul. This wasn't going to solve the problem, just delay it. Hopefully she could hold on long enough to let Tsubomi finish her work below, picking off the last of Michi's minions and evacuating the students before the vengeful wrath of a scorned child quite literally fell on them.

Tsubomi. . .

That's it!


Four drones detached themselves from her wings, flying in formation under their own power. Their loss would technically speed up Michi's descent, but not enough to matter. Not if this idea worked, anyway. They flitted down, into what little remained of the school. It didn't take them long to find their objective; after all, there was only one conscious human being in the building. Three of them broke off to provide covering fire, small beams harrying the apes assailing Tsubomi, while the third split open to reveal a sort of projector.

"Tsubomi!" Hizuki's voice, echoing through a tinny speaker, called out to the dark girl. "There's still a part of Black Gate in there that wants friends. I felt it. If I can get you close, do you think you could use your powers to amplify that feeling?"

Up above, Hizuki fought with a renewed determination. That glimmer of a chance was all she'd needed to rally her resolve. "Black Gate!" she shouted. "I know you're lonely! You don't have to be!" She said this last through teeth gritted with effort, tripling her efforts to push the descending ball of doom away from its intended target. "I'll free you from this hate that's consumed you! You can trust me!"



"No one knows what it's like

To be mistreated

To be defeated

Behind gold eyes."




"You idiot!" Her armor once more blazed lika a minature sun, as every jet on it activated at once. The twin cannons on her shoulders opened up, blasting their way further into Mr. Banana's hands - but rather than shooting her way free, Hizuki was boosting her way further and further in, making it harder to disengage with her. "I didn't call you a friend because you were useful! You're a huge pain in my ass!" The reason for her forward pressure became apparent quickly; her push was angled upward, trying to lift them both into the air while she still had the horsepower to attempt such a maneuver. "I don't care who wanted or didn't want you, I wanted to get to know you better! I liked hanging out with you! So stop spewing bullshit! If you want to be my enemy, just say so! And if not, then give up on this stupid stunt!" This last was shouted as she put even more focus into getting them both into the air, her boosters scorching the ground beneath Hizuki.
Esaka, the Tiered City

Yayama Yama
Status: Ruminating
LV: 6, EXP: 40/60
Word Count: 185 (+1)


"I'm interested to hear, too," Yayama chimed in, walking up to the table. She'd slept. . . well enough. . . despite everything, but this morning she'd much prefer the company of others to that offered by her own thoughts. "Not that it's catching up for me, per se, but it's always good to know where a group has been." The clatter of dishes announced her "sitting" at the table, a process that consisted of sliding her dinnerware onto the surface and then clambering up to stand on what would be a seat for anyone else.

Unlike her ironclad friend, she'd had no trouble ordering her own breakfast. Like him, however, was that her meal was, as always, seemingly disproportionate to her size (if in the opposite direction.) Having spent as long as she had in Doma and Higashi (not to mention having gone native more or less immediately after arriving in the latter), she ordered like someone who'd been born in Esaka. "Anyone have any theories on what 'medium news' is? I'm assuming he isn't about to tell us all about a psychic that took all his money."
The only thing preventing Fey from openly criticizing Veep's panicked, unprofessional cluttering of comms was a distinct awareness that she would be equally unprofessional in doing so. She took a less direct route than Jacobin on her way forwards, sweeping across a seemingly-empty stretch of terrain not far from the downed IFV with an extended burst from her rifle. A distinct spike in chatter from the enemy indicated that a squad of line troops had moved up quietly into the rubble, attempting to close on the sniper with man-portable anti-armor weaponry.

"Someone hit that position with a heavy weapon," Feanulde said over comms, before finding her own bit of obliterated armor to duck behind. "I need to focus." She disengaged the controls on the suit's right arm, slaving it to the motions of the left while the elf used her now-free hand to manipulate switches and punch in commands on an internal console. "Switch to narrowband comms, jamming active in three." Precisely three seconds after her announcements, a wave of static and garbage signals washed over the local communication frequencies. Jamming, when interacting with the Totality, could be more complex than one might initially assume; the ever-adaptive hyperintelligence often shifted its precise methods of communication and was quick to discover tricks unless all units observing them were annihilated. It would take her a few moments to narrow down which ones were currently in use and focus on those. In the meantime. . . "Working on sensors now."



"No one knows what it's like

To feel these feelings

Like I do

And I blame you."




The cannons on Hizuki's shoulders swung around without the light girl so much as glancing backward. They blazed to life, a fusillade of beams blasting the falling rubble (and vehicles) to pieces. Those were, in turn, blown apart by the eight drones which had left their idle positions in the meantime. It wouldn't make the falling debris completely harmless - she'd basically converted the trucks into shrapnel instead - but it would avoid smashing apart the building with students inside.

"You don't need to be strong!" she shouted. Her spear reappeared, folding out from a compartment in her mech's arm once again. She grasped the weapon in both hands and lowered it at Mr. Banana. "You have friends!" Hizuki's declaration held a slight quaver of sorrow. "You don't need to protect yourself from your friends!" The irony of the statement didn't pass her by as her wings began to glow, preparing to launch her point-first. "And I'll protect everyone from everyone else, until we find new ways to grow."

The whine of thrusters heralded Hizuki's own charge, using her superior speed to preempt a further assault and crashing into the gigantic simian. "And that includes Kouki, who helped me with my trigonometry homework." She pulled back, spinning in place to score a number of slashes with her wings. "And Emika, so she can take care of her sick cat." The spear shifted into a blade that would have been oversized on someone not currently in a ten foot tall mech suit. "And Saki, and Akito, and Kousei!" She finished off her blistering assault with a trio of sword strikes, each name punctuating a hit. She could feel her magic burning off by the second, but Hizuki still had a few minutes of full power. Hopefully, she could end this before that ran out. If not. . .



"If nothing else, I can at least offer this."




The impact hurt; this armor wasn't actually meant for close combat. She could hear the conjured metal screeching even before the titanic primate closed a fist around her. It wasn't really possible to get a solid grip on something doing its best to be fighter jet-shaped without crushing it a little, and this hadn't exactly been a careful capture.

Still, she ignored it. Or maybe she felt like she deserved it. It didn't really matter.

As she was hurled at Nyxia, she dimly picked up a flare of desires from Tsubomi. That didn't really matter right now, either.

She let her crumpled armor fall away and dissipate. This particular suit wasn't very important for what had to happen next. The entire club couldn't defeat Michi and the approaching giga miseria at once. Their ability to deal with one or another was dubious, but she could contribute something useful to them, this time. If there wasn't enough firepower in one club to fight both threats, then Hizuki would simply have to add an entire club's worth of firepower.

Hizuki turned her tumble through the air into a controlled spin, something she then converted into a hover - a less clumsy one than the unsteady floating Evil Eye had seen when they first encountered one another in a shady club. "I'll take care of her," she called out toward the rest of the detention club. "Protect the students and the town." Without waiting for a response, she flew toward Black Gate and her one and only friend.

One of her blue, hexagonal gates shimmered into existence ahead of her. Then, another, and another, until six floated in her path. "Engage: ZERO!" Hizuki flew through all of them in sequence, shining like her self-given title with each one. As a streak of light, she slammed into the ground ahead of the dark girl who had declared the club her foes.

The silhouette that stood in the path of the gargantuan stuffed animal was easily twice the height of the girl that had gone in. Twin rotary cannons rose from its shoulders, with powerful mechanized arms terminating in robotic fists. One held an oversized version of Hizuki's Sweet Arm. Eight bladelike wings fanned out from its back, each with a sleek drone hovering just past the tip. Powerful legs supported a sturdy torso, each with its own set of jets that still glowed with barely-restrained energy. As the dust cleared, the spear folded itself up and retracted into the mech's arm, allowing it to take up a braced position not unlike a sumo wrestler preparing for their opponent.

"This ends now, one way or another." Hizuki's voice rang out from within the armor, a tinny note to it as it came through a speaker. She could only manage this for about five minutes, but during those five minutes, Hizuki the Daybreak was free of her own limits. All the strength, all the speed, and all the ferocity she could muster at any time, brought to bear all at once in the face of a foe that seemed overwhelming.



"I tried."




The light girl watched in horror as, in response to their various reactions, Black Gate chose the most extreme reaction. All of her attempts at kindness, all of her efforts to befriend the girl, to stave off and resolve conflicts before they came to violence, and this, it seemed, was to be the result. The school in far worse shape than it had been in the dream, people possibly dying as she watched the scene unfold in what felt like slow motion in front of her, because she'd refrained from prying, because she'd trusted this girl who acted like her friend to tell her eventually why she felt the way she did.

A part of her wished that she'd been crushed just now. It'd probably hurt less.

Haruna held her weapon out to her side, perpendicular to the ground. Then, suddenly, she was airborne, the speed of her motion sending a wave of force from where she'd just stood. There was an instant where one could see her THUNDER CRACK armor forming about her, the bulky thrusters augmenting her already impressive speed, before she rammed Black Gate's conjured companion. "I won't let you do this," she said quietly as she channeled more power into trying to force herself forward, aiming to shove the colossal monkey off course and away from the school.
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