Stern Algorithm

Evolution of Conflict: A Sci-Fi Mecha 1x1 FaithfulMuse and Stern Algorithm

If I started a large group RP (8-10 players) with original superheroes as the theme, would you be interested? Of course, we'd keep this RP going, but I want to recruit people that I have a good feeling for first, and then fill in the vacancies with strangers.

Evolution of Conflict: A Sci-Fi Mecha 1x1 FaithfulMuse and Stern Algorithm

Solomon was a bit taken aback by Blythe's compliment, "O-of course I did well, excellence is the Lear tradition." That last statement was something of a lie; his family had been among those that expected special treatment for being members of the founding race, so when that special treatment didn't come, they simply let go of themselves and slipped into obscurity, refusing to even try. Solomon strove to turn that around and earn nobility for himself; he would make excellence the Lear tradition. Solomon thought back to wha the had said previously, and decided to ask, "You have a lot of complaints about the Ascendancy. I'm not questioning your loyalty or anything, but I'm assuming your parents, or however many generations your family's been here, came to the Ascendancy for a reason?"

"T-thanks," Israfil replied, glad that things had slightly simmered down. "You really think I did ok?" he said, rubbing the back of his head, unused to praise. "Of course, it's nothing like what you pulled off, there's more glory being in the front," israfil added with a slight mix of admiration and envy. Though he intended to compliment, he was quite unaware of the potential to hurt that his statement had.

Demeter's Resurrection: A Harvest Moon RP (Huge WIP, No prior knowledge of HM needed~)

^ I will take you up on that offer if this doesn't go forward.

Evolution of Conflict: A Sci-Fi Mecha 1x1 FaithfulMuse and Stern Algorithm

Solomon launched into a smug tirade, refusing to let his good mood be fouled, "FAS is doomed to fail because it is governed by the people of old Earth, the same people responsible for mankind's long history of repeating the same mistakes over and over again. Whereas the Quantum ruling Horizon seek vengeance against all life; a pointless but dangerous genocide. Though it may seem so to you, Ascendeds do not hold a majority in the Ascendancy. What makes the Ascendancy great is that individuals are rewarded for their contributions, so everyone has a fair opportunity. Granted, some contribute more than others, but 'He who does not work, neither shall he eat', and 'to each according to his contribution'. It's not really my fault if some people are either too lazy to contribute, or are incapable of doing so. Ascendeds may hold more power in the Ascendancy, but that's a result of their contribution; I'm not saying anything against Wildtypes or Quantums, but you can't argue with results. Neither FAS nor Horizon have such a simple but fair system, they're stuck trying to establish some artificial form of racial supremacy, we're the ones giving everyone an equal chance. But don't worry, your contributions on the field today are commendable, as Wildtypes, I'd say you sisters have proven yourselves." This was probably the closest thing to gratitude either of the sisters had ever seen from Solomon.

During this tirade, Israfil was becoming increasingly uncomfortable. He looked over at Claire who had greeted him, and with a weary look on his face, said, "Hi...good job out there today."

Evolution of Conflict: A Sci-Fi Mecha 1x1 FaithfulMuse and Stern Algorithm

Hey, I don't think I'll be able to get a post up today. Probably tomorrow. Sorry for the delay.

Evolution of Conflict: A Sci-Fi Mecha 1x1 FaithfulMuse and Stern Algorithm

"...I mean, of course skill is involved, but in the end, we really owe it to the Ascendancy's unmatched technology," Claire and Blythe could hear Solomon boasting as they entered the cafeteria. Instead of standing on a table and bragging about his heroism, he was 'playing it cool', and pretending to be humble, as he talked about the battle to a group of engineers and point defense gunners who happened to be on break. "Still, not everyone can pilot a cog, there are only seven of us in the universe, and we were handpicked to fight for the ideals of the Ascendancy, isn't that right, Israfil?" he said while giving Israfil, who was sitting next to him, a hearty slap on the back, causing him to choke on his drink slightly.

The amount of people crowded together in such close proximity and the attention he was receiving made Israfil feel very uncomfortable and awkward, but he stayed because of the social pressure and up and leaving would only be more awkward. "Yeah," Israfil agreed weakly, wiping his chin with a napkin.

"But now that we've demonstrated what cogs are capable of, I really hope High Command gives us the order to take the fight to FAS," Solomon continued, "I mean, we all know, as much as FAS officials deny it, that Homeworld is being funded by FAS. I wouldn't be surprised if Horizon was in on it too. As much as we conceded to them in the treaties, they still wallow in their inferiority, using their resources inefficiently, no doubt they crave more, while we've been sustainable, excelling even, despite our limited resources. I don't know why we even agreed to the treaties, we should have known that they'd never be satisfied until they'd fulfilled their hatred towards us and wiped us from the galaxy."

Evolution of Conflict: A Sci-Fi Mecha 1x1 FaithfulMuse and Stern Algorithm

The email sent to Claire is just sort of FYI, she doesn't need to respond to it now.

Evolution of Conflict: A Sci-Fi Mecha 1x1 FaithfulMuse and Stern Algorithm

"Either way, Blythe is right," Tera added, "The organization known as Homeworld are responsible for much violence and suffering in this sector. To think that we were able to take down their main base, and capture some of their leaders. We might even figure out what other organizations they were acting in concert with." Seeing that Claire had calmed down a bit, Tera decided to leave the rest to Blythe. "I'll see you two later, I'm headed back to our room for a bit.

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Claire was sent an email from the system that manages cloud data storage, notifying her of unauthorized access to her personal drive by an unknown device. The message stated that if Claire is aware what device it was, then she should disregard this message, but that if she wasn't, she should change her security settings.

Twisted Light - A Dystopic Magical Girl RP

Eponine was sorely disappointed that the collapsing ice did not hit Byrea head on; still, a hit was a hit. Again, she had to dodge the witch's ice attacks, activating her shield every time she knew she would not be able to dodge an icicle. Eponine noticed her soul gem getting awfully dark, so at this point she had to make a gambit: keep fighting at this pace, risking the witch outlasting her and becoming a witch herself, or use the last of her magic save a tiny fraction in a powerful burst with the hope of ending this fight once and for all? As Byrea began collapsing the ice in an effort to crush Eponine as Eponine had tried to do to the witch, Eponine decided upon the latter. Summoning eight hammers, she placed them, head on the ground with the shaft pointing up, in an octagonal circle around herself, activating her hemispherical area force field. She looked up and activated 'reject' so that every object that touched the field would be sent flying away in the opposite direction and at the same speed that it impacted, which would make the inside of the ice sphere something like a cross between a grenade and a pinball machine. The world above her became a white and blue cacophony of clashing ice shards, bouncing pillars and bridges pulverizing into snow. Eponine's breathing became labored and a sickening sensation crawled through her, which she assumed was magical in nature as she normally couldn't feel such discomfort, or perhaps it was just that painful that she could actually feel it this time. She held out for as long as she could while the violent crashing continued but started to die down as the larger chunks had mostly broken into smaller pieces. When just a sliver of her magic remained, when just a tiny part of her soul gem remained unblemished, Eponine deactivated her shield and, in fact, left her magical girl form completely, returning to the clothes she was wearing before she set out on this mission and quickly crouched down and covered her head with her hands, getting into a duck-and-cover position in preparation for what remained of the ice to come crashing down on her, resigned to let whatever would happen happen, hoping beyond hope that the witch had died.

Steven Universe: Second Gem War

"I...I see..." Amber replied, remembering distinctly that Halite had attacked Citrine first, but maybe to him, that one didn't count. Amber stepped out from behind Citrine, feeling that if she showed that she was afraid of Halite, it might make him trust her less. If she showed she trusted him, maybe he could trust her back. "I-if..." Amber started, looking over at Steven and Garnet, hoping that she wasn't over-stepping her authority, "If you don't want to be ordered around...if you don't want to fight, maybe you can just stay here for the time being. You won't have to take any orders, you won't have to fight..."