@Ariamis I can't tell if you're agreeing me, or saying that the true and pure love between a boy and a girl is heresy.
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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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*reads latest IC post*
*sets sail on the ElisexIzumi ship*
The Porrima System was one of many across a large swath of space that made up the current border against the TEC Loyalists. It was a relatively new creation, as a result of the breakdown in the TEC itself and the separation into dual, competing factions. Admittedly the Rebels, as they were so called, were more focused on fighting the Vasari and the Advent, but that did not prevent the occasional flare up of violence. There was no full scale war yet, but no one wanted to be caught with their pants down and allow the other to get a decisive advantage. Not yet anyway.
And that was why they were here, Erich Villaneuva mused to himself as he looked out on the sea of stars from one of the observation rooms aboard the Percheron class Light Carrier, as part of the local battlegroup. Beyond could be seen Garda flak Frigates, some Cobalts, and an Arcova, though this particular grouping didn't have any capital ships in it.
But that was understandable, really. They were just a frontline reaction force, while the capital ships were kept more in reserve in case a full scale fight broke out, in which case they could sweep in and clean everything up. At least, as far as he understood it anyway. He was just a hotshot pilot after all, not a commander.
"Man, this is boring," he said with a sigh aloud. Hardly any action, lots of drills, he wondered who he had pissed off in the chain of command to warrant this. Sure, he was a bit of a loose cannon, but in combat you had to think on your feet. Was that really such a problem? As far as he was concerned, the TEC could use all the talent they had if they planned to win this war.
Ah well, it wasn't his problem. For now he relaxed, waiting for their next drill or something else to pop up. One had to enjoy their off time while they got it, and he definitely would.
And that was why they were here, Erich Villaneuva mused to himself as he looked out on the sea of stars from one of the observation rooms aboard the Percheron class Light Carrier, as part of the local battlegroup. Beyond could be seen Garda flak Frigates, some Cobalts, and an Arcova, though this particular grouping didn't have any capital ships in it.
But that was understandable, really. They were just a frontline reaction force, while the capital ships were kept more in reserve in case a full scale fight broke out, in which case they could sweep in and clean everything up. At least, as far as he understood it anyway. He was just a hotshot pilot after all, not a commander.
"Man, this is boring," he said with a sigh aloud. Hardly any action, lots of drills, he wondered who he had pissed off in the chain of command to warrant this. Sure, he was a bit of a loose cannon, but in combat you had to think on your feet. Was that really such a problem? As far as he was concerned, the TEC could use all the talent they had if they planned to win this war.
Ah well, it wasn't his problem. For now he relaxed, waiting for their next drill or something else to pop up. One had to enjoy their off time while they got it, and he definitely would.
Glancing over from his current position, Alex could see others going about their own vacations, taking pictures and admiring the seashore. There was the potential to talk to them, that he would admit, but that could perhaps wait. At least for the moment anyway. Once he found someone that seemed worth talking to then he would. Part of this sort of thing was patience, and that he would employ in spades.
Another look saw the woman next to him taking a picture using her phone, which wouldn't normally have been a problem if it wasn't for one detail he noticed at the same time. Admittedly, photography had never been his strong suit, but that was no deterrent to something as basic as this. At least, so he hoped.
"You know, I don't think you're supposed to use a flash in the daytime, and directly in the sunlight no less," he pointed out nonchalantly as he shifted towards her, somewhat. Only enough to indicate that he was talking to her before adding to that, extending a hand to her. "Alex Daniels." This was as good a time to start as any.
Another look saw the woman next to him taking a picture using her phone, which wouldn't normally have been a problem if it wasn't for one detail he noticed at the same time. Admittedly, photography had never been his strong suit, but that was no deterrent to something as basic as this. At least, so he hoped.
"You know, I don't think you're supposed to use a flash in the daytime, and directly in the sunlight no less," he pointed out nonchalantly as he shifted towards her, somewhat. Only enough to indicate that he was talking to her before adding to that, extending a hand to her. "Alex Daniels." This was as good a time to start as any.
Er, no? He says that line at least 8 times in the anime, if not more...don't ask how I know this.
Yeah, but it's a twelve episode anime, and that's still hardly every scene he's in.
Neither of the above? He doesn't say it that often in PMMM, so I figured it was just a thing for this RP.
I'm going to put a reminder at this point that it's hard to tell when something written on the internet is a joke when it's not blatantly obvious, or there's some sort of emoticon to indicate as such.
You know what I have to just make a hypothectical, what if she had an impact on the whole world ? and felt depressed enough to kill herself and the world and made the entire world not exist ?
According to the sheet she can only affect events she was involved in or things in a small radius. So she can only remove the event she was involved with happening, and the universe carried on as if it never happened.
Hell, thinking about it, wouldn't erasing memories of her be an automatic thing she couldn't have control over? I mean, removing herself from existence was a part of her wish, and that's without getting into any tricky issues from wishing to not exist and yet patently still existing.
Misaka 10,032, Academy City
Misaka was unaware of the occurrence which Touma was currently being subjected to, the sudden collapse of a pocket dimension in a hat that sent everything punching into Touma himself. She might have found it funny, but for the moment she was focused on the task at hand, as one might expect.
She glanced over as the new instruction was delivered to her and Kakine, a new dimensional insertion that they had to take care of, perhaps as a result of the weakening of the barrier as a result of their own portal. It was only a theory though, and it would be more for them to pick up the pieces.
"'Understood,' Misaka replies as she shifts in the direction of the given coordinates," Misaka said as she did just that, once the goggles had given them directions towards the apparent new arrival. At least this time it was close, closer than Marisa currently was, and as a result more easily handled.
Soon enough they arrive, and their target wasn't hard to locate. She certainly stood out from the rest of the crowd in dress, if not how confused she was at the moment. At least she had yet to cause any problems, unlike the currently rogue witch that had escaped into the city.
Misaka came up behind Kakine then, standing to the side as she held on to her weapon, though she didn't aim it at anything, least of all the woman there. And she was still indifferent to her own appearance, with the gun, the bag slung over her back, and the goggles atop her head. "'My name is Misaka Mikoto. And he is Kakine Teitoku,' Misaka says as she looks the strangely dressed woman over to determine if she is a threat," Misaka said as she did just that, though it did not seem that there was a problem in that regard. Hopefully that would provide her partner with some ground to get them off the street. And if not, she could think of a way herself, though it might not be the easiest.
Misaka was unaware of the occurrence which Touma was currently being subjected to, the sudden collapse of a pocket dimension in a hat that sent everything punching into Touma himself. She might have found it funny, but for the moment she was focused on the task at hand, as one might expect.
She glanced over as the new instruction was delivered to her and Kakine, a new dimensional insertion that they had to take care of, perhaps as a result of the weakening of the barrier as a result of their own portal. It was only a theory though, and it would be more for them to pick up the pieces.
"'Understood,' Misaka replies as she shifts in the direction of the given coordinates," Misaka said as she did just that, once the goggles had given them directions towards the apparent new arrival. At least this time it was close, closer than Marisa currently was, and as a result more easily handled.
Soon enough they arrive, and their target wasn't hard to locate. She certainly stood out from the rest of the crowd in dress, if not how confused she was at the moment. At least she had yet to cause any problems, unlike the currently rogue witch that had escaped into the city.
Misaka came up behind Kakine then, standing to the side as she held on to her weapon, though she didn't aim it at anything, least of all the woman there. And she was still indifferent to her own appearance, with the gun, the bag slung over her back, and the goggles atop her head. "'My name is Misaka Mikoto. And he is Kakine Teitoku,' Misaka says as she looks the strangely dressed woman over to determine if she is a threat," Misaka said as she did just that, though it did not seem that there was a problem in that regard. Hopefully that would provide her partner with some ground to get them off the street. And if not, she could think of a way herself, though it might not be the easiest.
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