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8 mos ago
Just shout to the heavens "UWOH SEGGS" and wait for divine inspiration. Or your family's disapproval. Whichever gets there first.
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I love when I shovel myself out, drive through a snowstorm to get to work on time... and then my boss calls me 5 minutes after when I was supposed to arrive that he's not coming in and to go home...
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Don't forget how rough it is


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Wolf did not protest as Alex led him away, though her need for privacy was... curious.

However, when she finally spoke, he had little to say in response. He couldn't quite form the words. Every time he tried, he seemed to get tripped up as his mind further processed all she'd just told him. Alex had clearly been awake for some time. Time enough that she felt comfortable seeking out fights. Vera had seen her, and she'd told him nothing. Alex had joined a tournament before coming to see him. Vera hadn't told him.


Well, why would they?

"OK." Wolf finally said softly, looking at Alex, yet his gaze seeming to pass right through her. "So, you want me to help you calm Vera down? That can be a little tricky, but I'll do my best." He gave her what was supposed to be a reassuring smile, and while to all the rest of the world it would have looked completely normal, it felt so wrong. "I'm just glad you're OK."


Wolf paused with his thumb over Vera's contact in his phone. It was an unfortunate truth that he'd gotten good at reading faces in order to survive his relationship with Vera. It didn't actually help him that much on a daily basis, as he was really only attuned to Vera herself... but Alex wasn't doing a very good job of hiding her feelings right now.

He could no longer ignore that something was off.

"She... has good days and bad days? Why do you ask?" Wolf tilted his head. It was such an oddly specific question to ask about somebody you hadn't seen in years... unless. "You did talk to her, didn't you? Did she do something?"

But if that was true, why wouldn't Alex just tell him? What was scaring her? Why... why didn't Vera tell him? It made sense though, didn't it? Alex had tried to change her story, but she'd still admitted to it. Her behavior made no sense otherwise, and yet what would drive her to hide it? He felt... dizzy, thinking about it? He felt an overwhelming rushing sensation in his head, as if he was drowning beneath unrelenting waves in the ocean.

He tried to keep it from showing, but it hurt. He wanted her to just tell him what was going on. He wanted her to trust him... but he had no right to ask for that.
Hi, I'm very interested in this & working on a character (assuming it's still open!) - I just have a questions character creation wise.

For the grades you mention points, and say about starting with an average of enough to have D in each but that this can be adjusted as we like. For adjustment, is it a case of having to reduce one to increase another? (Say I reduce endurance to E and increase honkai to C) or is at adjust as you'd like within reason?

Yep. So it works like this:
P: D
E: D
A: D
I: D
H: D
B: D

Then you can shuffle points around (to a max of C, and a minimum of E [or F, but only in one stat and that's risky]). For example:

P: E
E: E
A: C
I: C
H: D
B: D

Then, you'd add/remove bonus points based off of whether you have Artificial or Natural Stigma or SWARA. These points can allow you to go up to B. So say you took Artificial, which is the most common:

P: E
E: F (-1)
A: B (+1)
I: C
H: C (+1)
B: D

The + or - 1 just shows that the stat in question is at that grade because of a bonus (or penalty) point. It does NOT mean it's B + 1 = A or anything like that. I say that because I was a little confused when I first saw it. I hope I explained things well.


Wolf was a little confused by how flustered Alex appeared after the question. It wasn't like he had room to talk, but it seemed to have thrown her off quite a bit. She could hardly keep her story straight, literally changing her story outright from one sentence to the next.

"Yeah. We see each other every day, almost," Wolf told her. That... hardly explained things. He wasn't sure how to explain things. What was the nicest way to say: "we're dating, but I think she hates me almost as much as I hate myself?" He couldn't think of a good way to say it, especially not within the first ten minutes of seeing Alex again. "I know she missed you just as much as I did. I-I can tell her you're here. I'm sure she'd come right over."

Of course he had no idea of Alex and Vera's prior meeting. No one had told him a thing, even now, and so one could only imagine what he might have done or thought had he known -- if he'd been told how angry Vera had gotten, or that she'd withheld that fact that she'd seen Alex from him.

"I-I should tell her..." Wolf began fumbling to find his phone. "Um, if you're OK with that." He couldn't shake how strange her answer had been. Had she talked to Vera or not? If not, and she'd seen her, why avoid her? She'd seemed to feel guilty about her absence from their lives. Was it that simple?

But why did she feel guilty? She was the victim...


No, of course it wasn't, but how could ever think of burdening her with any of that?

"Yeah, I, uhh... I'm just tired. I got caught up with an... incident at the school last night is all. I took care of it, but it took a lot out of me. I'll be fine once I can get a proper night of sleep." Which he doubted he'd be getting tonight. How could he sleep after this? Speaking of things that would keep him up at night. "Have you talked to Vera yet?"

Vera certainly hadn't said anything to him yet. In many ways, Vera wasn't the same person she'd been before Alex's coma. How would she react to this? Her animosity wasn't directed at Alex, so he shouldn't have been too worried, but... He wasn't sure he was ready to have to put himself between the two in the worst case scenario.

Of fucking course you would.


Wolf was honestly taken aback by Alex's behavior. He couldn't believe what she was saying.

"Why... are you apologizing? It's-" My fault. "-not your fault, right?" He was surprised she hadn't wanted forever away from him, honestly. "U-um, well, you found me..."

It was so painfully awkward. He didn't want to bring up the guilt he felt if that wasn't what she wanted to talk about. There was no need to burden her with that... but why had she come looking for him? Did she really not resent him?

What did she think happened?

"Are, uh, are you OK now?" You know, aside from being short one eye...
Kelan & Echo


"Don't you worry, boss. I'm like a well armed homing pigeon. I always find my way back." A moment later, warning klaxons accompanied by flashing, yellow lights went off throughout the ship indicating a depressurization warning. Specifically, in the ship's cargo hold.

Kelan had opened the cargo door at the rear of the ship. As the doors slid open, the enemy ship came into view for Kelan.

"Just know that I still protest this course of action," Echo told him.

"We've done worse."

"I protested then as well."

"'Least you're consistent." With that "settled," Kelan hit the door control once more and then broke into a thundering jog. He leapt out the rear of the ship, the cargo door closing behind him. He wasn't planning on coming back that way.

As he careened silently through the void, he saw one of the enemy fighters streak past. Those needed to be dealt with or else he might not have a ship to come back to. With a quick burst of the suits maneuvering thrusters he spun around so he was flying backwards. He gauged the small ship's trajectory as he cycled the Belial's cannon to grenades.

With a subdued thump, the cannon fired, and a moment later he was rewarded with the sight of a fighter's feeble shields flaring up from the impact, the pilot immediately veering off in panic. A second later, sparks and smoke began to pour from a caved in armor panel on the side of the fighter. It was still flying, but its shields hadn't been able to stop the grenade's concussive force.

Hopefully it'd slow it down and the rest of the crew could take it out.

He couldn't worry about the fighters anymore anyway. He spun back around to see the pirate salvage ship looming ahead. With one more burst from his thrusters, he shot himself toward the bridge.

He slammed into the main viewport, the Belial's feet immediately magnetizing to the hull. He saw the pirate crew inside collectively flinch at the sight of him. They looked between each other, unsure of how to respond. Well, it was time to give them something else to worry about.

He cocked a fist back and slammed it against the viewport. Again, the pirate's flinched.


This time cracks began to form.


The pirate's began to panic as the cracks spiderwebbed outward.


Warning lights began to come on as the ship detected an air leak.


The viewport shattered, a blast of pressurized air hitting him, but he barely flinched. Warning alarms hit his ears and a moment later emergency shutters tried to block off the shattered window. He stepped forward and caught it, servos whining in protest as he held back the shutter. The pirates scrambled to grab onto anything they could as air continued to pour out of the ship.

Kelan stepped forward, jumping into the ship and finally letting the emergency shutters slam down behind him.

"Howdy there," Kelan greeted them. "Oh, don't all y'all look so surprised. You were attemptin' a similar boarding action yourself, weren't ya? Figured I'd return the favor."

Sparks flew off his armor as a pirate drew a pistol and immediately opened fire. The shots plinked off harmlessly, even as the pirate stormed forth, perhaps hoping at close range his shots would finally penetrate. Kelan turned and backhanded the pistol out of the man's hand, then ramming his fist into the pirate's chest, sending the man flying across the bridge to slam into a wall where he collapsed with a caved in chest cavity.

The roar alerted him to the attack of another pirate. He turned to see one charging at him with some sort of axe. Kelan reached out and grabbed the weapon, stopping it dead.

"Now, if the gun didn't work..." Kelan stomped down on the pirate's foot, crushing it flat before headbutting him and dropping him to the ground, skull shattered. Kelan whipped around, finding the next pirate daring to try something and hurled the axe with fatal accuracy, taking him down in kind.

The remaining bridge crew having seen the armored goliath that was Kelan burst into the bridge and casually slay three of their mates froze at their stations.

"Which one of you idjits is the pilot?" Kelan asked, slowly scanning the room. He saw a man at a station that looked like the ship's helm flinch as Kelan's gaze passed over him. Kelan stomped over, clamping his hand over the man's head. "I think you're a smart fella. I think you know what'll happen to ya if I decide to make a fist right now. So, smart fella, do me a solid and untether that ship over yonder and let my pals go."

Shakily and on the verge of hyperventilating, the pilot fumbled with the ship's controls until the tether retracted itself from the Guernica and began to reel itself back in, no doubt much to the dismay of whatever pirates were left behind that hadn't been turned to swiss cheese by Maxima.

"Good boy." Kelan then yanked the man out of his chair and tossed him aside. "OK, smart fella, you guys got a life raft on this boat?" The man nodded. "Good. Now gather up everyone and get yourselves off my new ship."

"Th-they won't just-"

Kelan stomped over to the man, leaning down, "Buddy, if y'all are still here in five minutes, I'm comin' after ya. So you best get to convincin', hear me?" The Belial's main cannon twitched to life and swiveled to point at the man, the suit's visor flashing red to indicate a target lock.

With a frantic whimper, the pirate scrambled to his feet, the surviving bridge crew flying from their chairs to follow him off the bridge. A few seconds later he could hear screaming echoing back as they no doubt began to try and convince the rest of the crew to abandon ship.

"I would have killed them," Echo chimed in.


"If they do resolve to abandon ship, they may try to overload the reactor on their way out," Echo said. "It's what I would do."

"Nah, they're too dumb and scared to try somethin' like that. If they weren't, they wouldn't be pirates," Kelan assured the alien. "But, you make a good point. How's about you go keep the reactor loaded the way it should be, while I steer the ship?"

"And if they shoot at me?"

"Step on 'em. They ain't got nothin' that can hurt ya." With that, Kelan exited the Belial and made his way to the helm.

"I still think this was an unnecessary risk."

"Well, you know what they say-"


"If it's stupid-"

"It was."

"-and it works, it ain't stupid."

The only response was Echo's stomping footsteps retreating deeper into the pirate ship.

"Now, let's see here..." Kelan muttered as he scanned the console. "Ah, old fashioned and analog. You love to see it. Now where's that dang tether gun..."

Anyone on the Geurnica would see the pirate salvager begin to move, reorienting itself to follow on of the fighter craft. Suddenly the tether launcher would fire, skewering the fighter. The salvager then accelerated while simultaneously reeling the ship in, splattering what was left of the craft against its hull... and likely disabling the tether launcher in the process.

A moment later, the radio on the Guernica's bridge would crackle with an incoming call, "Welp, that's probably gonna lower the resale value..." Kelan's voice would speak over the radio. "Howdy there cap'n. Would you be so kind as to relay to the boss man that we have commandeered this ship and are in the process of evicting its current tenants? Also, we have various item's of questionable legality to peruse, so feel free to pick up a souvenir when the battle is over. Err, over."
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