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>That awkward moment when you learn the religious revival movement you were headin was actually a vehicle for a Lovecraftian Abomination masquerading as a God to jack your body and take over the world
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>That moment when you realize that you can only do fandom RPs because you're bad at original characters. This is what I get for never playing DnD
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I prefer to go with the philosophy of 'live to fight another day'. It kinda goes along with that Patton quote about making the other poor bastard die for his country.
Yay, it's back. Hooray.
On an aside, I am currently writing my own, heavily AU fic over on FF.Net called 'A Game of Shadows', check it out if you want.
Now then, the new episode.
Huzzah for improved animation. Things look better, and no more shadow people walking around in the background. This is always a plus
Villainous character development is good. Still no clue as to motivations for things, but now we have some actual dialogue to work with. For example, I now know that with the fic i have, I need to give Roman more sarcasm in his speech and such. also, White Fang characters, though it seems Cinder is in charge of the White Fang? More questions that will be answered later I suppose.
And, the centerpiece, the food fight. Very much over the top, but enjoyable none the less, so the liberties taken can be excused (For example, that bread much have been pretty stale. And where did the swordfish come from?) Complete with shameless White Rose tease. Then we've got the use of Semblance, with Ruby's speed, Pyrrha's magnetism, and the like (though I bet Blake could have benefited from making a few shadow clones during that) And apparently Glynda's magic can put everything back the way it was, even in spite of being broken. Like the smashed tables that didn't fall apart afterwards.
All in all, not an amazing episode, but for a season opener it was alright.
On an aside, I am currently writing my own, heavily AU fic over on FF.Net called 'A Game of Shadows', check it out if you want.
Now then, the new episode.
Huzzah for improved animation. Things look better, and no more shadow people walking around in the background. This is always a plus
Villainous character development is good. Still no clue as to motivations for things, but now we have some actual dialogue to work with. For example, I now know that with the fic i have, I need to give Roman more sarcasm in his speech and such. also, White Fang characters, though it seems Cinder is in charge of the White Fang? More questions that will be answered later I suppose.
And, the centerpiece, the food fight. Very much over the top, but enjoyable none the less, so the liberties taken can be excused (For example, that bread much have been pretty stale. And where did the swordfish come from?) Complete with shameless White Rose tease. Then we've got the use of Semblance, with Ruby's speed, Pyrrha's magnetism, and the like (though I bet Blake could have benefited from making a few shadow clones during that) And apparently Glynda's magic can put everything back the way it was, even in spite of being broken. Like the smashed tables that didn't fall apart afterwards.
All in all, not an amazing episode, but for a season opener it was alright.
Well, I enjoyed it. For a season opener, not bad. Also, huzzah for improved animation.
Welp, Episode 1 of RWBY Volume 2 goes public in an hour and 20 minutes or so. *Anticipation intensifies*
Okay, I can do that. I haven't seen SBY 2199 myself, which I really need to do at some point.
That movie came out already :p
For Matt's benefit in my next post or so, this is what Warp in Space Battleship Yamato is like. Well, minus everyone being unconscious at the end. That doesn't really pop up again, iirc.
I know, it's more like a minute long LSD trip through the fourth dimension, not Warp that WH40K folks would be used to.
I know, it's more like a minute long LSD trip through the fourth dimension, not Warp that WH40K folks would be used to.
"Right," Thomas called back in agreement as he moved. The support from the Sergeant buoyed him up, providing incentive to add force and ferocity to his attacks. Surely the few small Heartless or Cy-bugs that got past could be handled by the others. There was a significantly larger foe to focus on after all. Calhoun shot at it, shattering the ice he laid up and damaging its tentacles i the process, but he couldn't tell if they were doing damage fast enough, or rapidly enough.
Thomas paused in his assault, taking a few steps back out of range and a few deep breathes as well, raising his Keyblade as he thought back, remembering those recent, painful lessons with Serin. He forced past the pain, the embarrassment, the emotions, and to the lesson itself. Feel the sword as part of himself, feel the magic flowing through him, focus on it, expand it, trap it, contain it. Well, something like that anyway. His face twitched as he thought, releasing the magical power into the sword as he used Fire, also working at the same time to ignore the differentiations between the various levels of Fire.
And Serin was right, he could feel the difference between using the iron weapon and his Keyblade, how much easier it was. The sword burst alight with flames from the Fire spell and his eyes flew open, a smirk returning as he ran back in, leaping slashes aimed at chopping tentacles and cauterizing the wounds w ith Fire at the same time. Yet another showing off of power that no one would be around to really see. Man, he had to work on his timing.
Thomas paused in his assault, taking a few steps back out of range and a few deep breathes as well, raising his Keyblade as he thought back, remembering those recent, painful lessons with Serin. He forced past the pain, the embarrassment, the emotions, and to the lesson itself. Feel the sword as part of himself, feel the magic flowing through him, focus on it, expand it, trap it, contain it. Well, something like that anyway. His face twitched as he thought, releasing the magical power into the sword as he used Fire, also working at the same time to ignore the differentiations between the various levels of Fire.
And Serin was right, he could feel the difference between using the iron weapon and his Keyblade, how much easier it was. The sword burst alight with flames from the Fire spell and his eyes flew open, a smirk returning as he ran back in, leaping slashes aimed at chopping tentacles and cauterizing the wounds w ith Fire at the same time. Yet another showing off of power that no one would be around to really see. Man, he had to work on his timing.
No 4D chess (which was only a past time that Time Lords partook in, for reasons one could easily guess), and no meditation, the Doctor went off to go find that massage of his. He weaved through the smallish crowds that littered the area of the resort, headed towards a spa or anything that indicated a spa, such as a signpost (helpfully translated by the Tardis). He was soon on his way, slipping in and through with next to no difficulty, as was his specialty. Besides, no one was running in terror or screaming in panic, so it was all fine.
To be honest, his mind was already filled with enough depressing thoughts that he didn't need to add to them by dwelling too much on what Rose had done. Yeah, it was bad, and wrecking time was never a good thing, and she was lucky he hadn't thrown her out for that. But again, she seemed like she felt bad about it, and she had kept him from murdering the last Dalek, and all that other stuff that he was too busy to remember right now, so he decided that he would focus on his massage and the accumulated hundreds of years of stress he had to work out.
He soon found it, a simple structure of light pastel browns and blues, separated from the general commons by a gate and an entrance way, all set up to look very hospitable. The Doctor stepped through and up to the person working up front, the attendant who didn't seem all too busy. "Hello there," he said with a smile. "I'm the Doctor, and I was staying at this very fine hotel and thinking that I could use a massage. Think you could oblige?"
The attendant hadn't been all that interested, but perked to attention as he approached and began speaking. "Alright. ID please." A quick flash of psychic paper, and he wa sin. "Now then, and special medical conditions or other difficulties we should be worried about?"
The Doctor shook his head as the attendant stepped away from her desk. "Well, I've got two hearts, but other than that I'm about as regular as any other humanoid out there."
"Two hearts, alright." He was led by the attendant to another room, closed with an opening in the ceiling, incense candles burning nearby, and one of those massage tables sitting in the middle of the room. All efforts had been made so that the room exuded calm and relaxation, with even the sound of trickling water from one of those nearby fountains.
"Your masseur will be with you shortly," the attendant said, leaving the Doctor in the room and closing the door behind him. In preparation, he shed his leather jacket, leaving only the low cut purple shirt on as he sat to wait. This was going to be...interesting, to say the least.
To be honest, his mind was already filled with enough depressing thoughts that he didn't need to add to them by dwelling too much on what Rose had done. Yeah, it was bad, and wrecking time was never a good thing, and she was lucky he hadn't thrown her out for that. But again, she seemed like she felt bad about it, and she had kept him from murdering the last Dalek, and all that other stuff that he was too busy to remember right now, so he decided that he would focus on his massage and the accumulated hundreds of years of stress he had to work out.
He soon found it, a simple structure of light pastel browns and blues, separated from the general commons by a gate and an entrance way, all set up to look very hospitable. The Doctor stepped through and up to the person working up front, the attendant who didn't seem all too busy. "Hello there," he said with a smile. "I'm the Doctor, and I was staying at this very fine hotel and thinking that I could use a massage. Think you could oblige?"
The attendant hadn't been all that interested, but perked to attention as he approached and began speaking. "Alright. ID please." A quick flash of psychic paper, and he wa sin. "Now then, and special medical conditions or other difficulties we should be worried about?"
The Doctor shook his head as the attendant stepped away from her desk. "Well, I've got two hearts, but other than that I'm about as regular as any other humanoid out there."
"Two hearts, alright." He was led by the attendant to another room, closed with an opening in the ceiling, incense candles burning nearby, and one of those massage tables sitting in the middle of the room. All efforts had been made so that the room exuded calm and relaxation, with even the sound of trickling water from one of those nearby fountains.
"Your masseur will be with you shortly," the attendant said, leaving the Doctor in the room and closing the door behind him. In preparation, he shed his leather jacket, leaving only the low cut purple shirt on as he sat to wait. This was going to be...interesting, to say the least.
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Hm, so closest I'm getting is "Warsaw Pact without an opposing NATO or USA". I'm gonna stop analogies now since I doubt there's one that will fit well anyway, and just say that I understand.
Alrighty on tech. So nitty gritty, kinetics and missiles for weapons, with maybe lasers for point defense purposes (Like what they had on the Boeing YAL-1 before the project was scrapped) Not too effective cause space is big, and you couldn't kill a ship with it. Prosthetics exist but are bulky, not smooth streamlined and nearly indistinguishable from flesh and blood. Maybe drone fighters, if those are effective at the kind of combat distances that would be involved.
Great minds think alike apparently, I was going to mention the Alcubierre Drive myself. Besides, perhaps, nBSG point to point travel, however that might work, the alternative I can think of is a 'Mass Effect' type system. Namely, FTL exists, but it isn't particularly fast. So to travel, say, across the galaxy, you have to use these structures we'll call 'Stargates', for lack of a better term. These stargates are large structures with the power and capability to create wormholes between itself and other gates. They're generally guarded by space stations or automated turrets too. It provides choke points that the Nexus could theoretically use to keep sway over chunks of the galaxy. I dunno
Anyway, still interested, either as the espionage specialist (I have good ideas for this), or the engineer.
Alrighty on tech. So nitty gritty, kinetics and missiles for weapons, with maybe lasers for point defense purposes (Like what they had on the Boeing YAL-1 before the project was scrapped) Not too effective cause space is big, and you couldn't kill a ship with it. Prosthetics exist but are bulky, not smooth streamlined and nearly indistinguishable from flesh and blood. Maybe drone fighters, if those are effective at the kind of combat distances that would be involved.
Great minds think alike apparently, I was going to mention the Alcubierre Drive myself. Besides, perhaps, nBSG point to point travel, however that might work, the alternative I can think of is a 'Mass Effect' type system. Namely, FTL exists, but it isn't particularly fast. So to travel, say, across the galaxy, you have to use these structures we'll call 'Stargates', for lack of a better term. These stargates are large structures with the power and capability to create wormholes between itself and other gates. They're generally guarded by space stations or automated turrets too. It provides choke points that the Nexus could theoretically use to keep sway over chunks of the galaxy. I dunno
Anyway, still interested, either as the espionage specialist (I have good ideas for this), or the engineer.
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