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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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Tatiana Lorenz

The worst part about dying, after dying itself, was waking up from being dead. Barely had consciousness returned for her than did Tatiana collapse to the metal floor, coughing and resisting the urge to throw up right there. She felt like crap, her limbs hurt, and it definitely could have been a better time for her right now.

Such was life. She had died, and then they had stuffed her backed up consciousness in a new body, one with most of the memories she had had before. There might have been a few missing, but most of those involved exploding in one form or another and she wasn't too distraught about that. This clone body had been prepared with her own DNA< and was for all intents and purposes her, even if her last self was very much dead at this point.

Her muscles still burned, a result of being actually used rather than dosed up with all their needed nutrients and then held in stasis, but she found past it to rise to her feet. She was in a large room, rows after rows of tubes stacked on top of each other, most of which had a body floating inside. Motorized cranes rested nearby for retrieval, along with the equipment to remove a person from inside the tube and wake them up. Everyone here was a human, but she imagined that the other members of the Machina had their own facilities elsewhere.

At least she had clothes, though it was basically a white medical gown. That was first on her list of priorities, but following on that was the pangs of hunger that were starting to make themselves known with the pain she felt fading away. It probably had to do with only getting liquid nutrients or something, though she was used to it by this point. Once you died enough times, you started to adjust to the process.

"Stupid suicide bomb," Tatiana huffed as she started on her way out of the room, wincing against the cold metal of the floor. Really, why would the Angels have something like that, much less set it off inside their own base? Sure, she was only complaining because it was a pain to be reborn after dying but she figured it was a justified complaint. It wasn't like she had done much else in this battle that was worth complaining about. At least they had won the fight.

Regardless, priorities. First she'd get some clothes and then move on to the nearest cafeteria. She was going to load up a tray with as much food as she could fit on there and then eat until she couldn't eat anymore. She felt like she deserved that much.



Tartys

Tartys sat with an inner turmoil in her heart, masked to those who would look at her by a calm exterior as she sat in one of the many pavilions of Heaven tuning a guitar. it was a hobby of hers, and one that she was fairly good at. Not a virtuoso, but she could certainly be worse off in that regard.

With the outcome of the previous battle, she sorely needed the time to recover and to reflect. It was strange, that they had done so well in the fight to the point where the Demonic faction had been effectively eviscerated, yet somehow it was still a loss for them/ Even Alt Signia itself had fallen after the battle was over, a crippling blow even if it could not be seized by one of the other factions.

At least they had Miyu back, so that was a positive. Even with the whole trial bit following on that.

A soft sigh escaped as she strummed the strings, letting the sound ring out before reaching over to twist one of the many knobs at the end. With how it had ended, she could only reflect on her own role in the battle. She had fought well, but it felt like she had underperformed. Perhaps if she had done more, if she had fought harder, they would not have lost as badly as they had. Against the Machina there was always going to be a limit to how well they did, but it would be silly to argue that it was the demons who had won this battle. There was no reason they should have came out of this as well as they did.

After a few more minutes the guitar was tuned to her satisfaction, and a smile graced her lips as she strummed it and began to play. It was a slow melody, melancholic and full of the emotions that she felt right now. Sadness, her personal failings, and perhaps something to console if someone needed it.

"I saw the light, fade from the sky. On the wind I heard a sigh....."
Well, seems like it could be interesting to run with an idea like this. I'm on board
Tatiana Lorenz

While Tatiana had originally thought that the angel was unconscious or something, at a second glance it appeared she was actually dead after all. Really it was something of a miracle that she had gotten this far with such a bad head wound, but she supposed that if anyone would have access to miracles it would be Heaven. That was sort of their providence after all.

But it seemed that her companion had something else in mind, and Tatiana kept guard as Shizuka went about some sort of ritual on their now dead captive. There was some sort of haze at the edge of her sensor range, and she wasn't quite certain what it was, which left her on edge. Sure there was the truce in effect, but if they were discovered inside the Angelic stronghold who knew what would happen. There might just be an 'accident' or something like that, which she would prefer to avoid if she could. Now that they had come this far.

And then the mech exploded, some sort of suicide mechanism in the machine that was tied to her vital signs perhaps? It didn't seem that unreasonable. Unfortunately she didn't exactly have time to think about it. "Fuck."

Then she couldn't say anything else. Because she was dead. From standing next to an exploding fusion reactor.

@The 42nd Gecko@Ryonara@LHudson
Alexander Nevsky

Listening carefully, it seemed that his Master had an interesting plan in mind, and at least it didn't involve replacing him. Nevsky couldn't speak to the value of individual cooperation like this, but it certainly couldn't hurt given what they were supposed to be doing, from his own knowledge. Of course it'd be a waste if they weren't traveling together, but that wasn't really his problem. Walgrave would have to be the one concerned by all of that.

For the moment though he kept silent, more engrossed in his food even if he kept an ear out on the conversation. It seemed that his Master had things well in hand, and he did not want to speak up for fear of ruining whatever his plan was. When it seemed like Walgrave needed his aid then he would do so, but until then he saw no reason to intervene. Eventually they seemed to settle things amicably, leaving Nevsky to go off with his Master on whatever they were going to do next.

Rising from his seat, he nodded to the duo that he had met previously. "Until next time," he said respectfully before following after his master, heeding the mental command. It was a pity to leave what was left of his food behind, but he would get back to it if he had the opportunity, and he had the feeling that this facility had more than enough to cope with the loss, given the amount of Servants present.

Coming to a rest, he surveyed the room as Walgrave issued his next commands, specifically to go and interact with the others, so he could give assessments of them. "Ah, very well my Lord. That seems like a wise course of action. I will do what I can," he reassured Walgrave without hesitation or worry. If his Master had a problem, they always had their command seals to use.

With that said he took his leave, moving away from him and towards the other servants who remained here at the moment. Some had left in the meanwhile but it wouldn't be a serious problem for him. It seemed things had gone along while he was distracted, but he couldn't complain too much about it. It wasn't like they had been waiting for him, and he had been distracted. But now that had changed, and he was more than ready to entreat with these other legendary heroes. Admittedly the Einzbern was involved, but there were plenty of other servants nearby as well.

"I appear to have missed the argument," he noted as he surveyed the scene. There had been one, yet it appeared that it had been resolved by the Masters present already. So much the better really, since a fight was the last thing they needed. "A pity I cannot suggest a contest that would treat us all equally." Because as it stood some Servants would obviously have an advantage in certain contests than others? That was just the nature of the divisions that had been created for them in their current Classes. Without knowing what was fully available in this facility, he couldn't really propose alternatives beyond reciting epic verse, and he had the feeling many here would not go along with that as a competition.

"But I shall have a go regardless," he said, looking towards Kintoki. He had no doubts as to his chances in this regard, but he was willing to try anyways. Stranger things had happened, and when else would he get the opportunity but in a festival such as this? Perhaps there was some way beyond mere applied strength to gain the victory.

@Beloss@KoL@ShadowKingman@Raineh Daze@PKMNB0Y
@Flamelord

We have tried to be understanding and supportive of you, but this apathy of yours is infecting every post we see from you in every RP. You clearly do not care and it is harming everyone you interact with.

What is going on, Flame?


I think you are reading too much into it, in that I have not noticed such apathy in tone from my posting. But if I am proving to be such a damage to the enjoyment of the other players then I am more than willing to drop out for the greater good of everyone else.
Alex didn't bother sticking around to explain what he had meant, since the bartender had somehow missed the sarcasm o arrive at the exact opposite of the conclusion that he was trying to explain. If the Imperator had really wanted it done quickly, then perhaps she shouldn't have opened it up to the public rather than relying on her own assets. He knew enough about people to understand that the public didn't really do 'quick'. But hey, that wasn't his problem now was it? He could stay concerned with his own fortunes as he returned home for the day.

Making it back home, he unlocked the door of his apartment and stepped inside, putting down some of the stuff that he had brought back wit him from Arcadia. No riches or what have you, but mostly the stuff he had brought with that he hadn't lost at some point. Losing the airship hadn't made that feat easy though, so it was much diminished from what he had brought with him on the way out.

Yet he had barely done that when he heard the knock on the door. Turning to face it, the robotic voice caused a bit of confusion, but Alex took a second to straighten himself up before stepping over to the door and opening it. "If my kindly government had looked they would see that I was in Arcadia, and I can't really pay taxes while on a trip. Now how can I help you, Mr...."

@TheWindel
Will try to get a post up soonish.
Masae Kanegawa

With all her stuff left in her locker, Masae could finally get on with actually enjoying the festival. Since Aderyn would be busy it meant she didn't have to wait around and could instead enjoy herself in the various attractions that the festival had to offer. Hopefully it would be worth the time to look into. She had some time before responsibility called once again.

Immediately present was the cafe being run by the Ivory Masks, and she made some note to check it out later. Because of her late morning she didn't really feel hungry at this point, and she wasn't friends with that many in the guild so didn't see the point in swinging around there before she had a need to eat. She had the feeling that they wouldn't really notice her absence, much less care. It wasn't as if she was a massive socialite or something. The same could be said for most of the food stalls around the school, though she might change her mind if she caught something interesting. But until now she had no intention of eating just yet.

So what else was going on? Well, there was the sports tournament in the gym, but that wasn't really her thing. There was the dunk tank, and she considered going by that at some point. It could be fun, even if she wasn't that confident in her aim. Nonetheless she got underway, wandering the halls of the school to see what there was to do around here. How bad could it be?

Indeed she had a fairly good time when it came down to it, exploring the various stalls. There were a lot of cultural stands that she enjoyed, both in terms of the music they played, the samples they offered, and the small crafts that were otherwise available to try out. She couldn't help but get a bit nostalgic, remembering her home country because of it, and she made sure to get a small memento if she could. She liked Japan and had settled in, but it would never be her original home. For now she perused the stands that lined the various halls and enjoyed herself. All in all, a fairly good day.
Tatiana Lorenz

It seemed that her suggestion was unneeded, but she wasn't surprised by that. That was why Shizuka was a commander after ll, and she just had to follow orders. Without some idea of the tactical situation beyond this mountain, she didn't need to go screwing this up for their faction.

At last Shizuka had some more instructions for her as she wandered about the teleporter room, making sure that it was secure from any potential trick. Here in enemy territory they couldn't take any chances, regardless of developments outside the mountain. Their attention turned to the mech present, and she joined the commander as they went about liberating the pilot from the robot that she was trapped in. That was certainly interesting, but at the moment they had other things to be concerned about.

"My name is Tatiana," she corrected for what it was worth as Shizuka instructed her to help secure their new prisoner. She had the feeling it wouldn't be very difficult though, and nudged the angel to see if she was still alive. With her unconscious and practically dead it looked like their equipment wouldn't be in much danger from her. Nonetheless she went about applying handcuffs to keep her in place, before adding a med pack to try and stabilize her. It'd ruin the point if she died while in their custody.

Glancing between Shizuka and their prisoner, she kept a rifle at the ready as she spoke. "So what are we using her for," she asked, just wondering what the commander was thinking. It wasn't like they were obligated to take prisoners at this point.

@Ryonara@TheWindel@KoL
Tatiana Lorenz

A huff of annoyance escaped as the demon emerged relatively unscathed from her initial strike, but she didn't worry about it too much. He might have managed that but he was outnumbered and outgunned. There was no way that they would lose to him that easy, she knew that for a fact.

Yet she was caught off guard by the demon not fighting back, and instead raising his hands in defeat and then having the gall to complain at her for something she couldn't have known in the heat of the moment. At least he was offering to leave, though that didn't stop her from halting in midair and training both rifles upon him in case of deception. He was a demon after all, so they had no reason to simply trust his good word that he was actually going to do what he claimed and retreat. If you simply trusted the word of a demon you were liable to get burned, and she didn't. Not for a single second.

Yet ultimately it wasn't up to her, and Shizuka held back the attack so she did the same. She could only grumble as the demon was taken up on his offer and left the teleporter room unmolested, so the two Machina could get back doing what they needed to do without having to worry about being attacked. That just left them here, with a volcano that was feeling more and more unstable every second.

Holstering her rifles, Tatiana dropped to the ground before looking to Shizuka. "I think we need to get out of here, sooner rather than later. Hibiki had better hurry up before we all get roasted." She had no desire to experience that, at least today.

@floodtalon@Ryonara
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