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I just can't. This is too much. Berserk was so influential on so many things that I love. Goodbye, Miura. You'll be missed by many.
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6 yrs ago
Migraines ew
7 yrs ago
Welp apparently discord servers are having some pretty bad Latency issues.
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7 yrs ago
Well I just got my mitts on the Links Awakening remake. Excus eme while I disappear for a weak while I relive my childhood
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7 yrs ago
Migraine killed me today. Posts tomorrow.
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Bio
Hello! Welcome to my little bio.
Not much to say, really. Just a horror game protag that likes writing and playing vidya games when I'm not being chased by the cosmic forces of darkness. (I'm a security guard that works night shifts usually).
"Servitor custom model CH-71A. Designation Primalia. How may I assist you?"
Former Title: 'The First'
Nickname/Alias: Primalia/Lia
Name: PR-71A
Age: Ten years of uninterrupted operation.
Pronouns: Female
Race: Clockwork Automaton
Personality: Once upon a music box's chime, a bright and playful tune.
Recent events have turned her into a mildly morose being. While some of her old personality is still buried under a face and mask of melancholy, Lia has become a more reserved and sullen person. Losing your friends, and being helpless to stop it tends to take something from a person, be it their soul or spirit. Whatever a person calls it. After all, she wasn't even supposed to be a hero. She was just a maid. Why did she live? Why? She would have gladly given her short life for those of her friends.
Now all that is played, is a soft clockwork elegy.
Appearance: A surprisingly human looking Automaton.
Where others might have an entire body with gears and cogs showing, spinning and ticking away, Lia has a surprisingly human build. She could likely even pass for a heavily modified cyborg of sorts, if she wanted too.
Made mostly of highly magnetic Cobalt alloy, Lia's frame takes a blue, silver, and gold finish and is always cold to the tough unless having recently been under high or intense functions (When of which, she becomes a walking heater). The only non-metal part of her, would be her silken dress and artificial hair. A gift from Master Baylock which she holds dearly.
A large windup key can be seen sticking out of her back, though its function seems to be just decoration.
Abilities/Powers: Not a combat model, rather a servant robot Lia doesn't have much in the way of fighting capabilities. Even so, she still has some formidable fighting ability compared to your average human. Perhaps additional abilities could be gained over time with a few upgrades. She is of average strength when compared to a human, though she can lock her frame and body making her have quite the gripping strength.
Magnetic Body: A powerful magnetic force is generated by Lia's core, and flows through most of her body. It can be turned on so her entire body becomes magnetic, and thus capable of pulling all items to her or drawing herself towards something, or it can be used in a more directed manner.
This ability alone affords her many different uses and abilities. Levitating metal objects, flight via magnetism, disrupting electronics. She can even detach certain parts of her body and control them at a limited range. Most often used with her arms and legs for easy repair.
However, some interference seems to be messing with her power output making it less powerful than what it once was.
Coilgun: A powerful high powered magnetic rifle is build into Lia's right arm. Though currently she has no ammo for it, its a basic function of her construction and it should still function as soon as she figures out this interference which is messing with her power output.
Manufacturing: An ability all Automatons have on some level in order to maintain themselves like a human would brush their teeth or wash their hair. She can manufacture some metal objects with the right components. She knows the rough specs and sizes of certain things, and could fairly easily pick up the dimensions of other items.
Equipment: N/A - Once upon a time she had a multi-tooled blade armament used primarily for construction and repair work, but also doubled as a rather effective fighting mechanism. Was taken whens she was captured.
Inventory: N/A
Origin:
The former largest city of the Ivory Empire. An Empire that is now nothing more than rubble, picked clean by Kazzok's forces and left to rot, and with its fall - the rest of the civilized world of this realm.
The Ivory Empire, a once shining metropolis. A veritable utopia where man and machine could live without worry and the land Lia once called home. Many humans and their robotic companions lived in this once sprawling metropolis, going about their day to day and lives without a care in the world. A land of science, steam and magnets. The only strife that could be seen was in the outer lands, in the untamed wilds where the barbarians who clung to the old ways lived.
The Ivory Empire was but one of many sprawling empires, but it was by far the most influential with its advances in technology and science. The most notable of which, was the introduction of technology based entirely around magnets, steering away from their traditional steam-based technology. Trams moved at lightning fast speeds, hovering above metal tracks. Firearms used electromagnetism to fire a projectile. This sort of technology permeated every aspect of the Empire. Nowhere was it more so evident, than the Automatons that were created here.
Automatons were nothing new - they have been around for as long as anyone could remember. Some say humans even came after them. Some old societies there's evidence they were even worshiped as gods. Built traditionally with steam, cogs, gears, and a little electricity and an intricate core made of a special highly electrically reactant metal. Many might think them simple machines, but they were treated no differently than humans and lived alongside them as companions and friends.
Backstory:
The Ivory Empire was a peaceful place. A place of learning, education, peace, and understanding. Where robots and humans lived in relative harmony, aside from the occasional scuffle with the outland barbarians and conflict with a neighboring country. It was indeed, an unprecedented time of peace for the people who lived in Ivorthain. And perhaps this complacency, is why it fell so easily.
It was unprepared for the tide of malevolent machines, led by a creature simply calling itself 'The Second'. It was an old machine calling itself a god, and wielding one of its worlds legendary powers it quickly subjugated the nearly half the empire over a few short weeks. It's goal? Nothing more than the enslavement of humanity.
Where does Lia fit in, in all of this?
She wasn't a hero. At least, she wasn't supposed to be. She was a simple pile of scrap. A non-functioning automaton that had been rusting and decaying for an unknown length of time. It wasn't until one of her worlds actual heroes, a man by the name of 'Baylock Glass' found her in that forgotten scrap heap did she regain any semblance of consciousness.
Baylock was an inventor. Sailor. Explorer. Liked to gallivant off to unknown parts of the world inhabited by the barbarians with his 'crew' of merry misfits. To be clear, when she was repaired whoever she was before - the automaton she was before, was killed. She may have the same materials and construction pieces, but whoever they were died ages ago. Baylock fixed her, repaired her and gave new life to an old dead machine. Some might have said it was simply him wanting old technology for himself, but he treated her just as a friend, or perhaps one might their daughter.
For ten years she traveled with him as his caretaker and attendant.
When The Second made his appearance, Baylock and his crew was asked to form an army and deal with it. Gladly, he went, fully believing they could handle it. At least, Primalia herself had faith that they could.
It went so horribly wrong.
Perhaps in an act of desperation, or familiarity she picked up an old weapon. She, an automaton with almost no offensive capabilities compared to the rest of her more battle ready kin was the last to stand against the machine. A machine who wasn't likely to be remembered by the rest of the world.
"Nnnnoooot helping!" The human shouted in reply, ducking rather comically under another fireball. Oh dear. This was quite bad, but all she could feel was excitement. A chance to learn, after all. She couldn't even blame or disagree with Dirka's methods. Practical application was always best, was it not? She had to think of something. She couldn't keep up this dodging. She was not physically capable of such a drawn out physical confrontation. Perhaps something to work on. A quick mental checklist.
Normally they threw dirt on fire to make sure the embers didn't spread, or water from the shoreline. So obviously...water? But there was no water here. Hm. Maybe she could create some? How could she do that? More importantly...an important person? To her? Oh, now that was a funny joke! Everyone she knew wanted her dead. The Lloi's, Kadisht's...even Bryyre would have at some point. Obviously. Perhaps her parents? But they died, and she only had vague memories of them. The only thing left, was the Library and Lord Iva. Somehow he felt far more familiar and trustworthy than any human she had ever met. Weird, but the thought passed quickly.
"Ack!" Oh that last one singed her hair a bit. "Come on, think think...!" What if thinking was he problem? What if she was thinking too hard about this? That would be a thing. "Gah! Fine!" Holding out her left hand, Lazhira focused on the symbol branded onto her hand. Something stirred whenever she did that. Focus on the library. On Iva. Breath in. Breathe out. The mark on her hand began to glow.
It was making fireballs, right? All she had to do was make a ball of water then.
"Wahaha, kisses for me?" Iva laughed. "Do remember the feeling! This might be the last time you see the Library for awhile, hehehe!" Iva cackled, watched Dirka leave, before walking over to Lazhira's now unconscious form. "Up we go." He giggled, hefting the humans, carrying her with long slow steps to the guest rooms in the library. "Bed time for you, little La-Zha." He began humming, a soft dark tune, leaving the other gods to whatever they would normally do.
"Oh what a wonderful time we're show the world, little La-Zha..." He chuckled darkly, laying the human on a bed before tapping her forehead. "I wonder what you'll do, little Child of the Library...Order or Chaos? I can't decide which would be more fun!" Leaving the room, he headed back to the experiment halls.
So many things to do, so little time. So much preparation. He still needed to meet with Anu! Ah, he was starting to feel mildly overworked. Tsk.
You have not recovered enough Stamina. You are experiencing HP Drain.
Well that wasn't good.
Ash winced internally. Today was just getting better and better, wasn't it?
"I think I can agree to that, Mourningstar." Ash replied. "I'd dislike leaving potential help behind, and for the moment I trust you so I don't see any reason why I couldn't." A thought for later though. Silencing herself as they approached, Ash continued to check her surroundings for anything laying in wait. It was going to be tough considering her current HP drain, but she could handle it. Probably. A few goblins could be seen in the distance, obviously more than a little fearful.
Thankfully it seemed like these were the goblins Orchid knew.
"I'll...try." Ash replied, mildly uncertain. She didn't mention her current state further, at least to Orchid. No need to needlessly worry her at the moment. Waiting to see what happened might be a good moment to rest, if a little. "Everyone, stay low and quiet." Quietly she kept her body low to the ground, guiding the others far enough away from the Goblins so they wouldn't easily be found but close enough to make sure she could still see what was going on. Once they were far enough away out of whispering earshot, Ash continued.
"...I'm not going to be very useful if this goes south." She told the others. "HP drain from not sleeping for awhile. Anything I do causes it me to lose some." Resting her body on the ground, Ash exhaled. "Mourningstar, I'm unsure of what you can do but if I give the signal, I want you to prioritize supporting Orchid. Reoth, if needed slip in and try and bite their ankles. It's what I've been doing. Works well enough, especially if they get poisoned. I'll try and help wherever else I can."
"Cranky? Me? Perish the thought! I'm a barrel of laughs!" Iva replied in a mildly irritable tone before turning his attention to the human. "Haha, you think a mortal couldn't stand against a god?" Waving one hand dramatically through the air, Iva twirling the staff in his hand once before placing his hand on the haft, leaning most of his body weight on it. "How droll! You should know very soon a little mortal will be striking fear into the hearts of gods, hahaha!" A pause. "...oh, silly me going and spilling information like that, heh! Oh well! It'll make it more interesting! Go on little mortal, White Dawn shall be very welcoming! But don't stay for long, tee-hee! I am going to be having some fun with them soon." Swiftly turning and locking his staff under his arm, Iva began to walk.
"A little catch-up for you." He began. "Sister Dirka is also here. As is Hayim! Did I mention Gammaton was also here already? Brother Nerpalagius has also agreed to come to our little assembly. So busy busy and not enough time for myself. Gah! Do these imbeciles not realize how busy I am!?" He shouted in a mildly angry manner, before turning on his heels, waving the staff in his hands. "Here we are! One way ticket to the library!"
The portal behind him opened swiftly at his command, waiting for the god of cold to walk through before he followed suit. The large halls of the library were as oddly oppressive and grand as usual, though Iva certainly didn't seem to mind.
"Do be careful! Wipe your feet on the way in! The Library doesn't like those who track in mud. Hmm...?" There was a sharp screech, as one of the Aho'Nohg landed on the floor nearby. "...Expected! Wonderfully boring, ha! Seems Hyperion and Apolios will also be attending. Ah, no fun those two." He grunted, doing another pirouette, casting off his human guise as he past Dirka and Lazhira once more.
"Don't bother them, they're busy doing...rompy things, hee!" He laughed, waving a hand dismissively to the Aho'Nohg. "Go tell Gammaton who's all attending this get together. We'll need to set a specific date. Feel free to use this floor as you please. One of the Aho'Nohg or little Zavhitri will show you to a guest room if you want. I have...things to do in the experiment halls."
"...eh?" Lahzria stared at the doll. "Attack?!" Before she could contemplate it, the wooden construct locked onto her. Somehow, it tossed a fireball right in her direction. "Eeep!" With a shout of fright, Lahzria somehow managed to dive to the side. Quickly rolling, she pushed herself back to a kneeling position as she got ready to dodge again if it lobbed another. "Hahah...guess I shouldn't have expected anything else." She grumbled. Well now this was quite the predicament. Using her knife would just be a bad show, even if it was the logical thing for her to do. On the other hand...she had no idea how magic worked. At all. She had never used it before in her life.
"Haha, I don't suppose a small lesson would be a good idea?"
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Hello! Welcome to my little bio.
Not much to say, really. Just a horror game protag that likes writing and playing vidya games when I'm not being chased by the cosmic forces of darkness. (I'm a security guard that works night shifts usually).
Have some dancing medjed.
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<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;"><div class="bb-center"><img src="https://i.imgur.com/jjKSxTj.png" /></div><br><br>Hello! Welcome to my little bio.<br><br>Not much to say, really. Just a horror game protag that likes writing and playing vidya games when I'm not being chased by the cosmic forces of darkness. (I'm a security guard that works night shifts usually).<br><br>Have some dancing medjed.<br><br><img src="https://i.redd.it/q95hk1tobbv11.gif" /></div>