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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 see," Haman replied calmly, glancing about while aware of Mashymre hovering nearby should she need him, or he need to take a bullet or some sort of attack for her. He was the kind of subordinate she liked, devoted, skilled, willing to do whatever he asked no matter how unethical it might be. He might object, of course, but once he heard that she had given the order he would go for it, Compared to Chara Soon or someone like Rakan, that kind of blind devotion was very welcome.

Well, no one else was approaching the trio to speak, which perhaps spoke on their low opinion of Zeon, that they didn't feel them worth talking with. A mistaken opinion that they would soon find to be wrong, but for the moment there was little she could do about it. "Well then, ask away. We seem to have some time."

Before Jazz could begin with any questions though, Mineva stepped forward, looking up at him and her head cocked. "Um, so where's your cockpit," she asked curiously. "I'd really like to speak to you in person, Mr. Pilot." A silly question perhaps, but one couldn't fault her for not quite getting that Jazz didn't have a human inside piloting him. Artificial Intelligence was pretty much nonexistent in the Earthsphere, so the concept of a 'sentient robot' was a bit difficult for her to grasp.
With as low grunt, Tai braced himself as Robert grabbed a hold of the bottom of his weapon that hung down, and pulled. It was somewhat slow going, sure, but eventually he managed to hoist his partner up and over the edge of the cliff. As Robert brushed himself off or whatever, Tai reconnected his weapon and put it back in travel mode, taking some deep breathes as he stretched his arms. "Sure," he replied succinctly. It wasn't any skin off his back after all.

So together they headed towards the ship, moving past Greyson who was getting his leg treated, and Tai was glad that his Aura was still fully functioning at this point. Did it say something that he was the only one to come out of this relatively uninjured? Well, if he was the only conservative fighter in the group, then there might be issues in terms of cooperation. He looked as Robert commented on his own injuries, and continued on for the airship, trusting him when he said he didn't need medical attention.

And then entering the ship, Tai was there to watch Robert trip and face plant on the deck, though fortunately Priscilla came over and helped him up. Yep, Tai had a feeling that he had a partner with some of the worst luck ever. He'd have to watch out for that if he didn't want to get caught in the general radius of effect as well. Otherwise he could predict all sorts of problems for the next four years.

He sat down with a sigh, glad to have the chance to relax his legs. "I'm fine," he confirmed with a small wave to Priscilla, even though he knew the question hadn't been directed at him, but rather his clumsy partner. Other than that, he sat where he was and waited for the other teams to arrive, and just listened. It was what he was good at after all.
Haman watched the other delegates with interest as more and more world heads arrived. they certainly seemed to be an interesting bunch, from a variety of nations, some similar to Zeon, and some not so much. In turn, she gave each her own appraisal, both the member states in the alliance they were currently a part of, as well as opposing nations. After all, Zeon was willing to play fast and loose with her own political allegiances should it benefit her end interests, so it was worth making these sorts of judgements.

It was in the course of this though that the trio found themselves being approached by one of the giant robots, the 'Autobots', if memory served correctly. Haman stepped forward, Mashymre at her side, while Mineva looked up at Jazz with wide eyes, natural curiosity and awe tempered by years of training in royalty. Naturally, the blue haired man was ready to intervene should he need to, though what he could actually do in this situation was minimal at best.

"Yes, would you like something," asked Haman calmly, no betrayal of annoyance or negative emotions, but much rather preferring to converse with someone who had actual authority. But still, small beginnings, and any ties that could be built up between Zeon and other countries would be useful, even if they couldn't directly aid them.
Tatsua Aiisen said I don't understand.


I know that at some point I want to have a meeting between Zeon and the 501st, outside this world conference, where I can be less diplomatic and such. Mostly because I want the expected hilarity of Elpeo Ple, among other people, interacting with them and the relationships that might spring up with Haman, Mashymre, maybe Chara, since those three are late teens, early 20's age wise (Chara is 22, so she's the oldest)

EDIT: Alright, there's an opening for Jazz to start asking about culture stuffs.
I have the feeling Tatsua may be highly requested. I mean, I know stuff I want to do with the Strike Witches.
HM, well, time to pull out my randomize and see which lucky person I get to interact with first
Thomas rolled his eyes, resisting the urge to point out that insulting him by saying how insignificant he was wasn't likely to get him to go along with anything this guy was suggesting. If he was so irrelevant, why where they even having this conversation right now? But at this point Thomas had begun to accept that this mystery man wasn't planning on giving him a straight answer for anything, apparently. Because that would obviously be too easy for whatever kind of whacked out supervillain he was. After all, it wasn't like Thomas had the magic to strike him down or control him by knowing his name. But nope, apparently he preferred to stay anonymous.

Then he presented his offer, and Thomas struggled to say 'no'. He wanted to say it, knew he should, knew he should try to bash the guys face in or go off and find the others and tell them so there could be a communal ass kicking, but he just couldn't. Because as it was, for whatever mysterious end goal he had in mind, this guy was offering to help Thomas get stronger. Sure, there was more likely than not a hidden agenda in there, because mysterious cloaked figures didn't just come up and offer to help you out of the blue and for nothing in return, but he was confident he could handle that. After all, once he was stronger he'd be able to beat this guy too, right?

"Fine," he huffed, lowering his keyblade a bit. "Stop dancing around like you're some kind of fairy and say what you plan on saying already." If he stopped with that, then things would get ten percent better immediately in terms of his headache.
They walked along, Tai falling silent as Greyson explained how it was he aimed to get up the cliff. He accepted it, but he wondered how well that would actually work in practice. Still, the only way to find that out was to actually get there so he could put his skill in display. And fortunately for them that didn't take long.

Priscilla and Greyson did just as they had said, using their weapons to boost their momentum against gravity and blast their way to the top. Meanwhile, Robert began climbing, made it a bit of the way up, and then decided that that would be a good time to ask him if he had a better way up the cliff. Tai almost rolled his eyes, getting a feeling that this lack of thought before action was going to be very typical of his partner. He'd have to keep a better eye out than before.

So he got to work, extending his weapons and swinging one of the heads around, faster and faster in a vertical arc until it had built up sufficient speed, at which point he threw it up, the head slamming into the mountainside and acting as an anchor. Tai then charged forward, slinging the other spiked ball ahead of him higher up, ripping the first out with chunks of rock as he fairly ran up the cliff. It was a process he repeated until he was at the top, at which point he stopped to get a few breaths before turning back and dropping his weapons down to Robert, the extended ball and chain, so he could grab on and be pulled up.
Renose said
I watched Diebuster recently.


Diebuster. Good anime. Very crazy, but good.
I could always bring in Accelerator. Give him a minute tops. Of course, he may be somewhat OP compared to everyone else here.
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