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Howlite
Alert: kindergarten is active, gems are emerging
Alert: Alert disabling has been overruled
here
test output:52057124
Alert:Unknow tampering with systems is causing issues
Howlite woke up and her eyes groggily focused on the bright red text currently glaring at her from the screen/visor of their helmet. muttering groggily they sent signals to minimize whatever the alert was.
“What? No just, five more minutes. I thought I deactivated alerts.”
tech level scanner output: 13 new gem tech level devices detected
Alert: signal from unexpected device detected, recommend locating and destroying source
Alert: power levels critical
“Wait, gem tech level devices, it’s only been…”
She mentally hunted through her data storage for the log file.
“... 100 orbits. What on earth is going on?”
5 lights blinked on, briefly illuminating the inside of a small exit hole before flickering out due to lack of power. Grumbling and the sound of a visor being slid out of the way was heard before a small humanoid figure nervously poked their head out of the hole, located halfway up a cliff face. The creature had two massive eyes, framed by a black helmet, a leith frame, pale skin the color of ice or moonrock which on her limbs was decorated with dark patterns, in the center of her chest was her gem, white with black markings surrounded by a ring shaped device. Straps connected to this device wrapped round her chest leading to a metallic contraption attached to their back. She wore white gloves, knee length shorts and a pair of small boots. Her hair, shifting as if alive and pulsing with electrical signals dangled down out of her helmet in a braid, ending in a second ring device, this one was loaded with data storage and communication devices scavenged 100 years ago from the kindergarten’s surviving systems.
The first thing Howlite noticed upon looking outside was that the sky was missing. According to the date time system she had set up it should be light out and yet it was pitch black in the kindergarten, only a solitary dull red glow way off in the distance coming from an exposed service tunnel. Fortunately her large sensitive eyes where for once proving to be useful, letting her see better than most in the incredibly dim light revealing what had happened to the canyon, a great mass had been built over the top of it, burying the kindergarten beneath it’s oppressive bulk. Criss crossing the canyon where support columns reaching up towards the smothering mass above and stopping it from crashing down on top of her.
The 100 year old gem hopped down from the hole, dropping a fair distance before landing on the ground neatly and setting off towards the light, mentally parsing through the data from the systems she had scavenged and the tech level scanner. The second was a device she had made to monitor humanity's technological progress and had left outside, hidden away on a nearby mountaintop but unbeknownst to her it had been discovered by some mountain climbers and currently resided in the Crystalisis Art Museum as an example of ancient sculpture. Unbenounced to her the device was much better at it’s job than she had anticipated, successfully detecting the various gemcraft that had visited earth, including the one currently inspecting the city.
“Right so the humans have electricity, which is good and maybe gemtech, which seems a ridiculous pace of development. Also some of that tech exploded? I guess all that seismic activity was the construction of whatever that structure up there is. Also there's other gems emerging? Is that happening here?”
She muttered, still trying to understand what was happening with the limited data she had. Then, deciding to see if she could get an answer to her last question called out.
“Um, HELLO? IS THERE ANYONE OUT THERE?”
Name: Her Majesty, the great woodland spirit of the Botanic Gardens, eternal is her reign, infinite is her wisdom, generose are her gifts of nuts to the squirrels etc.
Nickname: groot Hazel
Age: 232, which is very young for her kind
Race: Dryad/nature spirit
Personality
Likes
✓ Sustainable forestry
✓ Books
✓ All these interesting things the human have made
✓ Gardens
Dislikes
✗ Fire
✗ Being wasteful
✗ The spirit of the local woods: they are a stuck up old jerk.
Bio/History
She is effectively the anthropomorphic personification of the local Botanic Gardens, having existed there since it was founded over 200 years ago. Thus she owes her existence to humans so, unlike most forest spirits, rather than being seeing them as destructive pests she has seen how many of them diligently look after her subjects, going to great lengths to study and preserve them, partially for research purposes but also simply out of an appreciation of the beauty of nature. The constant exposure to humans has lead to a quiet fascination with them, it was a great day whenever any of them forgot some book, or more recently laptop, and she would eagerly peruse and absorb all the information she could about the odd creatures before they or some gardener came looking for the lost item.
Unfortunately humans are easily spooked, so after the first few attempts at communication in the 1800 had resulted in the humans either running away screaming or assuming they had gone mad she had gotten into the habit of simply blending in with the surrounding foliage and resigned herself to her lonely existence. That is until she read about the supernatural integration policy in a newspaper, the man over whose shoulder she was reading was quite surprised when the small tree he was leaning against suddenly set off at a brisk pace for the mayor's residence.
this has instantly become a house full of monster girls
and that's great
we basically Demi-chan wa Kataritai (Interviews With Monster Girls) now
and that's great
we basically Demi-chan wa Kataritai (Interviews With Monster Girls) now
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I think what they went was: will we describe attacks and you describe the results or will we describe the whole attach and reaction from the npc
basically "I shoot my bolter at the thrall, aiming for its stupid face" vs "I blast the thrall to bloody gibs with my bolter"
the first gives you control over how successful we are where so we don't just godmode our way through everything but the latter lets us be way more descriptive in our combat maneuver because we know what we are doing will work but you have to rely on us self limiting our success.
you probably knew this already so I apologize if this sounded patronizing.
I think what they went was: will we describe attacks and you describe the results or will we describe the whole attach and reaction from the npc
basically "I shoot my bolter at the thrall, aiming for its stupid face" vs "I blast the thrall to bloody gibs with my bolter"
the first gives you control over how successful we are where so we don't just godmode our way through everything but the latter lets us be way more descriptive in our combat maneuver because we know what we are doing will work but you have to rely on us self limiting our success.
you probably knew this already so I apologize if this sounded patronizing.
wait this is actually happening?
oh my gosh, yay.
quick question. whats the situation with the canyon with the preexisting exit holes where prior emergence happened that my and I believe @Pathfinder's character are both currently pooffed/napping in it. would it have been filed in, built in, built over with bridges, something else or should I just decide myself?
also is it day or night time?
oh my gosh, yay.
quick question. whats the situation with the canyon with the preexisting exit holes where prior emergence happened that my and I believe @Pathfinder's character are both currently pooffed/napping in it. would it have been filed in, built in, built over with bridges, something else or should I just decide myself?
also is it day or night time?
I can't tell if they'd like eachother or hate eachother. I usually have a good feel for how my characters will respond, but...
Advent probably might not hate Voice initially, but she might take his "oh that's some cool shit you got there" entirely the wrong way, be hostile in attitude as a result and then that drives a wedge between them. Also his opinion of her predicament would be kind of similar to her doctor actually, fix the shoddy workmanship with more mods, because they value their intellect and power incredibly highly and think others should as well. But he respects her opinion that the situation sucks, would probably be sympathetic with that idea after seeing her cycle of decay.
yeah it's tricky, seeing as they have to work with each other, being enemies or not on talking terms would be inconvenient.
also your char's shifting personality is making it tricky as well, though I guess paranoia!Voice won't get along with anyone.
I imagine the fact that we have described them both as cheerful means they might get along well if they can work out their differences. which would make for good character development. Going to need to think about this.
They both rely on biotech to live, but one sees it as a gift and the other sees it as a curse. They're both academics, but one was purely curious and the other wanted to create monsters. They're both mages, but one works with the basics of life and the other with the basics of the universe. Yin-yang
It's even worse than that, Advent doesn't actually need his mods, he could remove them all and be fine because they are deliberately noninvasive, even when he alters his own body he has the pattern memorized for how to change himself back to baseline human. Unlike Voice Advent (or i guess Seb in this case) can go out in public and not be stared at.
Naija
Lvl: 1
Day: 1
Location: Forest surrounding the Demon lord's Castle
Speaking with: Mario/General Brigan @Holy Soldier, Fox McCloud@Etherean Fire
Mentions: none
Word Count: 1,132
Seed deployed: Napple Seed (needs 8)
Fox immediately set off, and Naija watched with interest from her hiding spot as he drew a small boxy object and used it to fire of multiple bursts of fast, thin, bright red projectiles up at the flying Valkyries, striking down two of them before another 10 of them swooped down after him in response. That the battle was initiated in earnest and the Valkyries began bear down on fox, screeching battle cries, yet their leader flew on, their attack having not stalled him or even caught his attention. She had hoped he would at least be given pause to command his warriors to investigate but they had responded immediately without direction from their king. They would need to hit him personally if they were going to draw his ire and fox was tied up with his pursuers, so shooting at him was currently out of the question. In her mind they would need to clean out the current pack and then catch up, if they could.
Distracted by Fox’s gun fire then the approaching Valkyries and their screeching she did not notice the now hulking Mario till he leaped up and snatched her boulder and in a deep, rumbling voice asked her to toss him at their enemy. She was surprised at his growth, It was fortunate that so far the plumber’s cloths did not simply rip off his body at the slightest flex of his now bulging musculature. She had to admit, she was initially spooked by his sudden appearance and unfamiliar voice, if she had any powers or weapons on her it is likely she would have shot him in a panic, as it was she simply let out a gasp at his appearance and almost fell out of the tree, but managed to compose herself at the last second. Also he was essentially giving her orders and ignoring her ‘small detachment’ plan in favor of going for glory and taking on the Demon Lord Himself which was frustrating to no end. However on the plus side whatever change had occurred it had allowed him to remember her name as well. That or he was intentionally not using it before and only now in the heat of battle was such taunting put aside.
Whichever it was it would have to wait, because marios plan was a rather good one, no-one could ignore the mighty Italian flying at them, hammer in hand, presumably shouting a warcry and thus hopefully the Demon lord would be forced to come back and deal with them, because he was currently getting away much faster than she would like. Even if he was disobeying orders it would not do to waste valuable time arguing with him when Fox was in-danger, she would do this and then she would help their vulpine team member.
”Remember, we only need to stall him, if we retreat meet us back at the clearing we arrived in. Alright let's do this, hold on tight Mario. I’ll back you up after me and fox clear out the Valkyries, just bring that big bastard down to the ground.”
Then she positioned herself so that she could chase after the flying foe and as the Valkyries began to tear into the forest she began to leap after Odin, trailing the boulder and hopefully Mario as well. She leaped deftly from branch to branch, building speed with each quick bound, physically and mentally straining at the additional weight she was being forced to drag along, the plumber tugging at the bond she had weaved with the Verse around the rock, which was threatening to snap at any moment.
Finally she arrived directly under the demon king and grabbed hold of the closest tree, coming to a complete if jarring stop, the rock hurtled toward her, looking like it would crush her. It was instead deflected by the Verse and all the momentum shifted at a right angle to the deflection point, where normally it would result in the object swing around her in an arc. However in this situation Naija had begun singing the Bind song as they approached the Demon Lord, the first two green notes reverberating through the trees as their life force responded to the thrum of the Verse. Then the final purple E note rang out just as all of the force of the trailing rock was redirected upwards to stop it colliding with her, and so the rock and its trailing plumber were launched directly at the Demon King. Whether it would hit him was another matter entirely, but hopefully the plumber could add his own power to the toss, perhaps jumping from the rock if a course correction was required. Whatever the result, Naija was sure that Odin would not be able to ignore what they had just done, her entirely non stealthy approach and the flying Mario would make sure of that.
”Good luck!”
Sparing nary a second glance to what occurred with the plumber and the Demon king, she then rushed to where Fox was being attacked by the Valkyries, leaping through the branches to the rather obvious region of devastation and loud battle cries, the dark winged women were inflicting a horrible scar on the beautiful dark forest and though fox was not dead yet she was somewhat ashamed to have simple abandoned him while she indulged Mario and his plan. She would need to make up for it, either picking them off or drawing some of them away. With her leaping traversal she managed to catch up with and then trail the marauding band, trying to decide how she would go about this, sans rock as she now was.
Quickly making her decision, she aproched the rear of the group, hoping stealthily through the trees just parallel to them then lept out, quickly singing the bind song again, this time much shorter as she was not having to draw out the notes in order to time a launch, landing behind them and wrapping the Verse around the armor of the rearmost Valkyrie.
She would attempt to leap forward, still behind the group, dragging the unfortunate woman's armor off of her and hopefully stripping her of the ability to chase fox. This kind if thing she knew worked against turtles and other armored creatures, she hoped it would work on the flying warrior as well. If they could find her after the battle was over she may prove to be a carrier of the Virus for the council's scientists to inspect. Having done so she would leap away again, intending to draw some of them off if they had heard her so that she and fox could deal with a smaller group each or perhaps repeat the maneuver if their screaming had masked her singing.
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The Mind finally got the answers they were looking for out of the AI, if only it could simply pick the minds of these other beings and find out what they were thinking rather than going through all this nonsense. Then again unlike most hive minds the Will did somewhat like the fact that it could get surprises like this one from those in its employ, the fact that the AI had apparently been doing online dating for some time, and was suave enough to get a date was a fascinating revealed that would have been ruined if the Mind had seen it all developing to this point.
”you have a girlfriend? How intriguing”
The bees excitedly congratulated the AI on finding a love interest and in their slightly confused understanding of the whole affair asked if they would be getting a baby ship in the future, one that might be bee sized?
Apart from the obvious problem of Fiddlesticks’s probably poor performance on a date, based on what had been observed at the Hendersons Ribs with their conversation with Vanessa, there were some other issues they saw with this plan.
”Won’t she notice that Fiddlesticks does not have the same speech pattern as you though? Or she might ask about things in your chat that he won't be able to respond to. Have you got a way around those two issues? Some kind of teleprompter or earpiece perhaps.”
They were all interested to see how this turned out when they arrived on Ofromia and were attempting to give suggestions so that the whole situation didn’t fall apart at the first moment.
All across the ship the bees finished what they were doing and battened down the hatches, so to speak, finishing all the tasks they had inherited from the ex crew-members, tidying up the party, getting themselves strapped in just in-case the sinking into the Unreal had some turbulence this time. Shutters on windows where either raised or lowered depending on which complement of bees were nearby and if they enjoyed the bizarre nature of the Unreal or not, a few set up scientific equipment or easels, ready to observe or paint some happy little absurdities, while others cosied up together, feeling safe in the depths of the ship. Meanwhile a small team of bees from the library were busy rummaging around in a box of past crew-members cloths, looking for a trench coat...
”you have a girlfriend? How intriguing”
The bees excitedly congratulated the AI on finding a love interest and in their slightly confused understanding of the whole affair asked if they would be getting a baby ship in the future, one that might be bee sized?
Apart from the obvious problem of Fiddlesticks’s probably poor performance on a date, based on what had been observed at the Hendersons Ribs with their conversation with Vanessa, there were some other issues they saw with this plan.
”Won’t she notice that Fiddlesticks does not have the same speech pattern as you though? Or she might ask about things in your chat that he won't be able to respond to. Have you got a way around those two issues? Some kind of teleprompter or earpiece perhaps.”
They were all interested to see how this turned out when they arrived on Ofromia and were attempting to give suggestions so that the whole situation didn’t fall apart at the first moment.
All across the ship the bees finished what they were doing and battened down the hatches, so to speak, finishing all the tasks they had inherited from the ex crew-members, tidying up the party, getting themselves strapped in just in-case the sinking into the Unreal had some turbulence this time. Shutters on windows where either raised or lowered depending on which complement of bees were nearby and if they enjoyed the bizarre nature of the Unreal or not, a few set up scientific equipment or easels, ready to observe or paint some happy little absurdities, while others cosied up together, feeling safe in the depths of the ship. Meanwhile a small team of bees from the library were busy rummaging around in a box of past crew-members cloths, looking for a trench coat...
she's terrified of doctors and robots
good thing Advent don't actually have a medical licence then. Because that fact would definitely put Voice at ease /s
The "it sucks that they did this to me" (if that persists to this day) vs "look what I can do to myself" dynamic is also going to be interesting. Their Brute vs Thinker pain-stalker methods are nicely at odds too. Finally of coarse then there is our two well educated, academic chars vs @ERode's street smart assassin, End.
also it is really good that the Personal Reality Field is a thing because her powers are terrifying, while it is not quite the Manton effect its still going to allow people to resist being exploded from the inside out.
if @Traitor's explosion mage is also female I might shift my char to be the oldest by a segnificant margin so he can be the Professor Utonium to your messed up magical girls
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