Stern Algorithm

Jigokuraku Academy

I will get a post up tonight for Mari. There might be some reconciliation?

Tabrasa\- Born of Chaos.

I'm planning a collab with Jetipster between Gammaton and Svieand. Will return to the modern timeline and interact with other characters when that is finished.

The Crystal Gems

Sorry to hear that you've lost motivation. Thank you for having been our GM though.

Magech: Brynhildr (Season 1) [Still Open]

Sartorius woke up in a cold sweat, having had the same dream he had every night since he joined Valhalla, that of being trapped in a tiny mahogany chest, cushioned in velvet. Then, like every other morning, he realized why he had this dream. He looked over at the nightstand, where a tiny mahogany chest stood. Opening it, he found his phylactery, sitting in velvet cushioning. Closing the tiny chest, he changed, washed up, and exited his quarters.

At the Magecha training field, her saw Rana's half of their Lovers unit practicing. Upon noticing Sartorius, the unit stopped training, straightened up, turned to face him, and saluted in traditional Westerian fashion. Sartorius nodded in approval. "Training? Good. When did you start?"

"0500 hours, Professor," came the monotone, amplified voice of Rana.

"Good. Stop. There's a mission soon. Can't have you exhausted before that."

"Understood."

Sartorius walked to the hangar to look at his Valkyr. The suit was in shambles, as Sartorius immediately dismantled it upon acquisition in order to study the power systems involving the monster heart. He would, of course, reassemble it at a future date, but with his choice of Monster Heart(s) and with many modifications of his own. For the time being, his Simyalaymis served Valhalla well enough. Rana came up behind him, standing at attention.

"You know, I just had an idea, and I'd hate to have this moment of inspiration leave me." Sartorius proclaimed.

"Sir?" Rana asked, her even tone masking a slight worry.

"Yes, my creator's spirit has taken me, I must work on this machine. You. You will take your half of Simyalaymis on today's mission. Without me. Report to the Einherjar for more details on the mission, I simply must get started on this idea. And of course, if you find that the enemy has any interesting new technology, you simply must procure a piece of it for me. Report back to me with news of your success, tata!"

Rana gave a quick nod, shaking slightly, and left the hangar to find her superiors in Valhalla.

World of Light

@Lugubrious

I updated my kindred spirits.

I decided to bring in the boss creature Koloktos from Skyward Sword as a striker for some tanking.

I also thought it would be cool if Din acquired Storm Eagle as a power, granting her metal bird wings, and a tornado blasting gun arm, which will amplify her seasonal/weather attacks.

And finally, I noticed we had a dearth of mages, so I'm bringing in Popoi (AKA Sprite) from Secret of Mana as a potential second character.

NCQuest - A Mecha RP: The Defense of Darwin (BeeNCQuest)

Zahra Mazghuuri

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Zahra's eyes narrowed at the announcement as the weighty responsibility of leadership fell on her shoulders. "Alright everyone! Get to your NC's and we'll meet on the field. Take cover and do not engage the enemy until they've been scouted for exploits. Thin ksmart, play it safe, and we'll all make it home in one piece...inshaa Allah." Zahra whispered the last part, 'by the Will of God', quietly to herself, an Islamic expression when one hoped or wished for a positive outcome. She headed quickly to her quarters first to change into her combat gear, which was a similar getup, but made with coarser, tougher cloth better suited to the jostling she would likely receive in the cockpit of her NC. It also came with a facemask/helmet built-in to her head covering that allowed the base of her neck to connect to her NC while still maintaining her modesty. The metallic visor covering her eyes not only shielded her face in the event something inside the cockpit exploded, but also connected visually to the NC's cameras, allowing her to see outside even if her screen malfunctioned. At her waist she wore a pack with emergency rations and medical supplies.

As Zahra arrived at the hangar, she vocally thanked every mechanic she passed by, going so far as to invoke God to bless them for their work. She arrived at Hisn-ul-Ghayma, and looked the white machine up and down, before hopping into the cockpit. As she settled in and the hatch closed, the neural connection was made and she was confronted with a security measure, a cryptic prompt, "Iqra", the Arabic word for "Read", the first word that the Angel Gabriel transmitted to the Prophet Muhammad (may peace and blessings be upon him). This word prompted Zahra's response by reciting the first eight verses of the 96th chapter of the Quran, The Embryo.

Iqra bismi rabbika allathee khalaq
Khalaqa al-insana min 'alaq
Iqra warabbuka al-akram
Allathee 'allama bilqalam
'Allama al-insana ma lamya'alam
Kalla inna al-insana layatgha
Arraahu istaghna
Inna ila rabbika arruj'a

Which translates as:

Recite in the name of your Lord who created -
Created man from an embryo.
Recite, and your Lord is the most Generous -
Who taught by the pen -
Taught man that which he knew not.
No! But indeed, man transgresses
Because he sees himself self-sufficient.
Indeed, to your Lord is the return.

Upon accepting Zahra's response, Hisn-ul-Ghayma fired up, and Zahra's mind went into 'hafidh' mode, a state of heightened concentration and memory access to the scriptures that she knew by heart: all 114 chapters, all 6,236 verses, all 157,935 words. She did a quick status check of her drones before walking Hisn-ul-Ghayma out of the Hangar.

Standing on the battle lines, Hisn-ul-Ghayma surveyed the incoming enemy forces. This would not be an easy battle. She thought back to the time they had spent on the cafe, and one thing became obvious; Red Star broke their NC pilots down and amplified whatever traits they felt made the pilots the best combatants. This meant a few possibilities for Zahra. The pilots could be reckless, either eager to prove themselves to their superiors like beaten dogs, or because they were overconfident, seeing themselves as so physically and mentally superior to other humans. They might also be unstable, a factor that Zahra had to account for in her own squad. As she looked at the enemy forces penetrating the kinetic barrier, she kept a close eye on the enemy NC's, noticing one shimmering out of existence. Cloaking technology.

"We have a cloaker!" Zahra called out, opening Hisn-ul-Ghayma's wing binders and powering on her thrusters. The force was not enough to lift Hisn-ul-Ghayma off the ground by any means, but was enough to create a thin fog of dust around her NC. "Kick up dirt as much as you can. I'm sure that thing is invisible to radar as well, so keep an eye out for shapes in the dust. Stay together, cloaked units tend to infiltrate enemy lines to assassinate targets, so he's coming to us, alone. Watch each other's backs, form groups of two or three." Hisn-ul-Ghayma's wing binders opened some more to allow 12 of her 24 drones leave their docking stations. These zipped around through the streets between the buildings, low to the ground, throwing up dust clouds. She sent another 6 up high to survey the urban battlefield to keep an eye out for silhouettes and to take out any air support the enemy might send their way, while keeping 6 drones in the binders in case she was attacked. The game of hide-and-seek had begun.

Tabrasa\- Born of Chaos.

@jetipster

Cool. I'm thinking about doing a flashback where, after being kicked out of the Library, pre-timeskip, he follows Sveiand home to discuss matters? We could do a collab if you prefer.

World of Light

Din

Level 1 - (3/10) EXP
Location: 1-1, Central Road
Word Count: 225

As combat commenced, Din hid behind the shadow of Bowser's shell to avoid getting hit by the flying bricks and shells. Cowering, Din merely watched as the other started fighting back. Even Blazermate, who was occupied with healing Kirby, contributed by hitting the goombas and koopas that made it around Bowser. In fact, Din noticed Blazermate hitting the creatures on the tops of their heads, which seemed unusually effective. Overcome with a sense of guilt and powerlessness, Din didn't want to be a damsel in distress any longer. Summoning up her courage, she tried striking a goomba on the top of its head with her rod, and the same thing happened: the creature flattened instantly. Realizing that she could contribute in a meaningful way, she continued helping by striking the encroaching creatures.

Suddenly, Din felt a strange, warm, inspiring glow deep in her chest, reminding her of her artistic craft. Despite the idea seeming absurd, Din put her arms over her head and arched her back. Suddenly, she stamped her feet and clapped her hands, causing the golden rings she wore on her limbs to jingle. She began dancing behind Bowser, making sure to dodge any incoming shells and bricks. A golden-red energy emanated from her, filling her allies with strength and vigor, and providing some minor healing. This was what she was meant for.

Music

NCQuest - A Mecha RP: The Defense of Darwin (BeeNCQuest)

Zahra Mazghuuri

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"I apologize, but I am a woman pushing on forty, so you can imagine it comes as a bit of a surprise to be asked to call you 'mother'." Zahra replied to Madam Trudeau. While Zahra had called Kxeyun 'my child' when consoling her, that was intended as a term of endearment for someone who seemed to be struggling with abandonment issues. What this woman was doing felt...creepy to Zahra, especially given the woman's apparent age. For example, Zahra would never call someone like Cassius 'my child' as it could be perceived as rude. Zahra stood up and addressed the cafe.

"It has become quickly apparent that many of us come from very different backgrounds. We may hold different ranks in our respective parts of the world, but I see no sense in comparing titles, not while we are here in the service of Haven. While I feel that this time together has been very productive, I am sure that military structure will, at some point, be enforced, and we must be ready to fall in line when the time comes. To work together efficiently, there are certain sacrifices of autonomy that must be made. As soldiers, this an unopposable truth. I am sure that General Commander Narra knows this, and already has one of us assigned as battalion leader. I do not know who that individual is, but once they have been announced, I will not question the decision, no matter how much I may disagree with it. I hope all of you can carry the same resolve when the time comes."

@Selvariabell

Jigokuraku Academy

Haruishi Mari

Getting out of Hiroki's way to reassess the situation, Zone 2

@ERode @Scribe of Thoth @ShwiggityShwah

After the villain bus driver hurled Shun at Mari, she toppled back and out of the bus. She wasn't prepared for Shun's next action as he teleported, first directly at the Overlord, and secondly, out of the bus, taking the gun with him. "Amazing, Datari-san!" Mari called out without thinking. Still sitting on the ground, and before she could think of a good way to take on this villain, the blue boy with the turbine arms showed up and began creating a suction force directed at the villain. The force of the wind was intense, and in an effort not to get in Hiroki's way, Mari, curled up and rolled to the side, before standing up. Her foot injury was starting to take its toll on her in the form of exhaustion. She couldn't believe how tired she already was, and the exam had just started, or so she thought, having lost track of time. Her mind raced as she tried to come up with a way to assist Hiroki, but her tired mind drew a blank.