PlatinumSkink

The Young Devils [Teenage Super Villains roleplay]

If someone spoke to me and I missed it as I lazily skimmed through the new posts, my apologies, though I'm pretty sure that's not the case. Haha. Metallia will keep listening.

The Young Devils [Teenage Super Villains roleplay]

Metallia placed her chair among the other chairs when they came in, slightly behind the rest of the line if possible. After that, she has been sitting silently, watching over the rest and intentionally not involved herself.

... Hm. The Presence seemed to have quite the amount of control over them. Metallia pondered about the means which it gathered information, and as such also what means she could use to do things that the Presence wouldn't be able to sense. ... More on that later. She dispelled the line of thought immediately with the after-thought of "it might be able to read minds".

This post is also just a general "I exist" post, Metallia just watching silently on the side.

The Young Devils [Teenage Super Villains roleplay]

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"Metallia places her own chair reasonably close to the other chairs and then stares, waiting for more words."

Should I post that? XD

The Young Devils [Teenage Super Villains roleplay]

... TitanPad was pretty useful for random bantering, assuming participants are present. Heh.

The Twelve Labours: General Discussion

Response to RomanAria

Er. Someone who fights because of the main character. The Ruwdans are only fighting on Earth because Kurt fled there. How exactly is that not ”fighting because of them”? ... Oh, well.

I'm happy you found things about my entry worthy of being described as ”beautiful” and ”lovely”, haha. … Yeah, now that you point that out, that one sentence is very odd. My apologies for that. And, er... I naturally structure my paragraphs as I find them the most readable. Which, er, ends up being like that. Hm. Not sure what I can do about that. Oh, well.

Thank you for your review.

Response to Terminal

... Ignore my last post, that's not what I was thinking at all. I did not get the memo that it had to be allies that destroyed everything. Because, the enemy is entirely driven by want. They want nothing more than to hunt down Kurt Fortitude. The degree they want him is enough to hunt him across the galaxy and declare wars on worlds just because he landed upon them. That was my reasoning. And then, on top of that, the world would not have been destroyed had not humanity been inspired by Kurt to fight with him to take back their planet. Essentially this results in Earth being destroyed in a war about who gets Kurt Fortitude. And that's what I saw as that it would pass the criteria. … Oh, well. Oh, well. OH, WELL.

Yeah, the detail about that Ruwdan limbs detaching when injured was something I came up with during the planning-phase, but somehow it never ended up in the story until way back then because my own failure to actually make use of it before then... XD

In any case, yeah. I do believe I see what you're saying. Hm. I shall see what I can do next time I write an action-scene.

Tihi. I really liked my odds-thing. It was inspired by that, in the scenario, the odds are heavily, HEAVILY stacked against him. It became annoying after a while, huh? Somehow, this does not make me regret it at all. My apologies. Haha.

Thank you very much for the review!

The Young Devils [Teenage Super Villains roleplay]

... It would appear that this group had a fair share of those that would entice conflict. Metallia silently confirmed that she could be one of them. This… was a competitive bunch. All of them looked like low-lives to Metallia’s eyes. This… could be dangerous. Then again, as the voice reminded them after the doors opened, this was going to be dangerous regardless if they didn’t act as it pleased.

Metallia kept seated and let her chair lift from the ground and carry her inwards along the hallway. Unless someone directly involves her, she’d completely ignore the conversations and theatrics displayed by the rest of them on the way. She did not want to expand unnecessary energy.

…

Her weakness was “puns”? Metallia frowned in slight annoyance, remembering those words she had heard from a distance. She was fairly sure she had ample grasp over the English language to the degree where she could understand such crude jokes. Had she missed any puns on the way? … The thought of her having missed a pun somewhere bothered her mind something awful as she ran their conversation through her head as she drifted along… It had to have been something with that “Metallica” word he had said. What was that? Metallia had no idea of the meaning of that word…

The Twelve Labours: General Discussion

... Well. My official explanation in my head was that, because Kurt had inspired Earth to take over the world with him, that had made Earth a large enough threat to be eliminated. That's why, because they idolized Kurt, they made themselves a large enough presence that the Ruwdans felt the need to blast them all to pieces, and that's how Kurt was responsible for humanity destroying themselves through being inspired to fight by him...

But eh. Suppose that didn't do it. Hah.

I'll make a more proper reaction to the reviews a little later.

The Young Devils [Teenage Super Villains roleplay]

[Earlier]

‘...’ Metallia stared at the email she had received. She was sitting in front of her computer inside a hidden lab which she had designed underneath the building where she lived her normal life as Angelica Wilder. In the background, multiple injured robots were being repaired by her android. She had recently suffered another loss against heroes of the world. Meanwhile, the contents of this email…

… Oh, okay. She wasn’t any longer her own commander. Should she fail to comply, the consequences would be… unacceptable. It would appear that she had been taken command of. Not the most comfortable of thoughts, but eh. It did fine. It wasn’t as if she was making much progress on her own, anyway.

‘Tia. Continue work on the robots while I’m out.’ Metallia stood up and walked to her chair, which was currently in its charging station.

‘Yes.’ Tia acknowledged in a robotic fashion with a feminine voice, continuing to weld together pieces of metal and circuitry while Metallia got seated and flew out of a hatch and into the world using her magnetism. She went only by herself, this time. Her robots were in no condition to get there in time, after all. Now, she just had a long journey to make, and a conversation to join...

[Then she made that trip, and exposition was now out of the way]

The Twelve Labours: General Discussion

@Terminal Lllllllllllllllllet's not be too hasty there... Whatever you're referring to...

The Young Devils [Teenage Super Villains roleplay]

And now I'm confused as to what to do with my post. Do I post it in the IC? Do I post it in the TitanPad somehow? It feels too big for TitanPad, but that one person told not to post in the IC. Eh. It looks like this, anyway.

The Post

‘...’ Metallia stared at the email she had received. She was sitting in front of her computer inside a hidden lab which she had designed underneath the building where she lived her normal life as Angelica Wilder. In the background, multiple injured robots were being repaired by her android. She had recently suffered another loss against heroes of the world. Meanwhile, the contents of this email…

… Oh, okay. She wasn’t any longer her own commander. Should she fail to comply, the consequences would be… unacceptable. It would appear that she had been taken command of. Not the most comfortable of thoughts, but eh. It did fine. It wasn’t as if she was making much progress on her own, anyway.

‘Tia. Continue work on the robots while I’m out.’ Metallia stood up and walked to her chair, which was currently in its charging station.

‘Yes.’ Tia acknowledged in a robotic fashion with a feminine voice, continuing to weld together pieces of metal and circuitry while Metallia got seated and flew out of a hatch and into the world using her magnetism. She went only by herself, this time. Her robots were in no condition to get there in time, after all.

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Later, at the warehouse, Metallia would simply be drifting down slowly from the sky all of a sudden. Her white hair strangely visible in the evening, her expression devoid of impression, her posture straight and head held high, her dress fitting gracefully on her body. And then, of course, she was sitting on a robotic chair that was seemingly flying with no apparent means to do so, and then there were those two large robot arms on the back of it that had not detached yet. She’d land a little bit away from the others, turned towards them, just gazing at them without much of a word. Before she engaged in any kind of communication, she wanted to know what kind of people she was dealing with.