Stern Algorithm

Overlord: Momento Mori

Salem Vicarious, Lord of Lost Things

@Lugubrious @Archmage MC

Salem looked on in enraptured curiosity as Graft handled and ultimately revealed Penn's third creation. Graft's request seemed unusual to Salem, whose eyes ran over the bruised and battered form before them, finding nothing unusual about it. Creators built, used, abused, and abandoned their creations; this was an axiom of existence, Graft's denial of which surprised Salem. But the doll remained quiet, silently agreeing to Graft's oath of secrecy. But if Salem were in Graft's shoes, Salem would immediately act to dispose of the Nightgaunt. After all, due to the level of abuse and being locked in a private room, it was clear to Salem that this one had been Penn's favorite, and Salem couldn't abide anyone or anything challenging their position as the favorite. In Salem's eyes, this creature had the potential to usurp Graft, especially if Rodias was overcome with a desire to preserve and uplift things that were particularly close to the other Sable Lords. Salem said nothing, seeing the level of care Graft poured into his newfound 'sibling', but Salem felt that this foolish sentimentality was unbecoming of the crafty and business-minded director.

Salem's eyes widened as Graft launched into a soliloquy on the infinite possibilities of progress, realizing that Graft was actually excited about the idea of uplifting this creature to equal himself and the other Chapter Keepers. At first, Salem approved of the idea of Graft tearing into his sibling, finding out her secrets, and improving his own knowledge-base, but balked when he stated his desire to apply that knowledge to help her grow. Even Graft's final statement of using that knowledge to help himself and the others to develop wasn't enough to offset the fact that Graft was willing to enable his potential usurper. Of course, Light's proximity was definitely making the more insecure and paranoid voices in Salem's head particularly loud.

But when Graft asked for a name and clothes, Salem spoke up, "That's not exactly fair. You've already asked us both for the favor of keeping mum, and now you're asking for free clothes and a name? As a businessman and an engineer, don't you think you should offer something for compensation? After all, 'something for nothing' is not exactly a very good economic, nor scientific principle. You wouldn't want Light or I to 'accidentally' spill the beans would you?" Salem giggled at the obvious attempt at blackmail. "I'm joking of course, but I think that you could at least offer Light one of the things she requested earlier at no cost, in return for the favor of silence, and for a name. Whereas I have no short supply of dresses, if you think Gothic Lolita is her style. In fact, I can grant you and her access to my entire wardrobe if you can't decide whether you want to dress her up as a boy or a girl, or something in between." Salem smirked at the idea of Graft using the Nightgaunt as a plaything and humiliating her with embarrassing outfits. Perhaps doing so would move him away from any thoughts of developing her. "As for compensation for me... I can't think of anything right now, so we'll just compound favor on top of favor. Perhaps I'll cash it in at a later date..." Salem floated into a reclining position and yawned nonchalantly, while inside, the doll was enjoying the possibility of indenturing Graft, not because Salem wanted or needed anything in particular from the director, but merely because Salem enjoyed exerting power.

A Guild Adventure: An RP with Monster Girls! (ENDED)

Vivian & Sylvia Altissima

@Restalaan @PaulHaynek @13org @ShwiggityShwah

When Ditzy offered to push the sisters' cart, a look of exasperated disdain crossed Sylvia's face, before she promptly got an elbow in the ribs from Vivian. The big, muscular Ditzy totally wasn't Sylvia's type, especially since she was currently infatuated with Neil and wanted him to push the cart. Fortunately, Neil declined Ditzy's help, and the journey passed, with Sylvia in muted bliss. Arriving at their worksite, the sisters listened as the ratty Forde explained his job for them. Sylvia rolled her eyes at the fact that Forde thought any amount of riches could make him like Neil.

"Sounds simple enough," Vivian replied, the liliraune extended her roots through the drainage holes at the bottom of her clay pot to push against the ground and navigate her cart over to a spot between two gravesite. With Vivian looking at one grave, and Sylvia at the other, they focused the roots and vines on the respective sides to burrow into the soft earth, and began digging with an almost magical efficiency. A loud hollow thump was immediately followed by Vivian saying, "What the...? Oh... these are those... coffin things." The liliraune couldn't understand the point of coffins as they only slowed the process of the body returning to the earth and becoming fertilizer, which the sisters thought was the whole point of burial in the first place. But at this point, the sisters recognized that there was something sacred to graves, and decided against using their roots to smash open the coffins. "How about we dig, and the rest of you can check the coffins? Of course, we can move the dirt back in at the end too." Sylvia suggested, assuming that there was a 'proper' way to open a coffin, allowing it to be easily re-closed. It was probably better to let the meatsacks deal with this part of the extraction, while the sisters focused on the soil. Sylvia and Vivian moved their cart between the next pair of graves and continued their work.

Overlord: Momento Mori

@Enkryption

Oh no...

1. Chuunitrixx gets a horse
2. Chuunitrixx learns horseback archery
3. Chuunitrixx unlocks the hidden class: horseback sniper

If you thought the Mongols were scary...

Legends of Runeterra

Still here

Overlord: Momento Mori

@Lugubrious

You mentioned Brushen Penn's third creation; I assume Graft and the Factory are one and two?

Cosmic Tales (Robot Girl/Mecha Musume RP) [ENDED]

MillAgros-TR-17 Hyouka

@PaulHaynek

After the initial shock of ambush, once the violence had commenced, it was like a switch had been turned on in Hyouka. Was it discipline, or merely a subroutine being mechanically rerouted? The friendly, cheery Hyouka took on a serious and stern demeanor. She was about to report that she and Camille were fine before her response was cut short by Gordian being impaled. Hyouka barely flinched, but turned on her comms and reported, "Medic! Hospitaller Gordian is down..." and gave their position relative to the caravan and their downed transport. As much as she wanted to help Gordian receive medical attention, she knew that if every soldier turned to help their downed brethren, there would be no one to fight off their attackers and prevent further harm. Hyouka had built herself to fight, and that was what she was going to do, and let those equipped to help perform the functions they were trusted with. But Hyouka had another matter to address. "Camille! Pull yourself together. Can you fight? If you can, fight! If you can't...get Gordian to the medics. But whatever you do, don't do nothing!" Hyouka regretted the fact that Camille had to be thrust into this situation, though the sight of her weapon indicated that she must have had some degree of training. Hyouka also felt the irony that she had just said how humans and robots weren't that much different, when one of their biggest differences, their mortality, was staring Camille in the face at this very moment.

It was also unfortunate that Camille had just said that she was not mission critical, because it meant that Hyouka had to de-prioritize Camille's safety for the collective safety of the caravan, and could not waste any more time babying Camille. Leaving Camille to her own devices, Hyouka activated her defense field, climbed on top of the flipped transport, and attached her main cannon to the generator in her chest. As the weapon warmed up, the cannons on her shoulders swiveled about, firing searing magenta beams at the enemy's backline in an effort to disrupt whatever support they provided, while thinning out reinforcements to the front. When her heavy particle beam bazooka had fully warmed up, she would fire it at anything that looked like a command center or command group. If none could be found, she would draw a swath of devastation along the enemy's rear lines.

Overlord: Momento Mori

Salem Vicarious, Lord of Lost Things

@Lugubrious @Archmage MC

Salem perked up upon hearing that their destination was "Lady Penn's special and forbidden door". Because of Dr.Drd and Brushen Penn's rivalry, Salem jumped at the opportunity to see some of Lady Penn's secrets, and to be shown them by Graft himself! After a few moments of waiting impatiently for the door to open, whatever was inside was quickly obscured by Graft's limbs. Peering, Salem attempted to hover around for a better vantage point, but the area covered by Graft's tentacles combined with the narrow doorway made the attempt a futile one. "Hey! Heeey~! What is it? I wanna seee~!" Salem whined, but Graft refused even to answer Papillary, his subordinate, and Salem knew better than to get close to Graft when he revealed his inhuman parts. Still Salem continued to try to get a glimpse, but to no avail, until Graft offered Salem and Light a few choices. Salem assumed Graft offering to let them see him work in the Laboratory had something to do with the thing he was carrying in his arms, so Salem really didn't have much of a choice, as far as the doll's curiosity was concerned. "The Laboratory it is!" Salem remarked, "Lead the way, Papillary!"

It seems that for now, Salem was along for the ride. The abandoned mannequin couldn't pass up an opportunity to learn some of their esteemed Sable Lords' secrets.

Legends of Runeterra

Where are the posts at? Don't make me report you for being AFK:



Just kidding, I get that most of y'all are busy with holidays and stuff.

Cosmic Tales (Robot Girl/Mecha Musume RP) [ENDED]

MillAgros-TR-17 Hyouka

@PaulHaynek

Hyouka smiled to see Camille opening up. "Actually, my parents are robots; big, agricultural tractors. Their model number is actually my surname. But when robots were granted to same rights and privileges as humans, my parents believed that coexistence was something that needed to be nurtured; it wasn't something that was just going to happen overnight. So they built me to look as human as possible, and made sure that I grew up around humans. But for the most part, humans and robots are pretty similar. Sure, they're organic and need to eat and sleep and such, but they based our sentience on their own, so we have similar thought patterns...emotions."

Hyouka pondered on the possibility that robotic minds would deviate from human minds over time, especially if robots transcended biological issues such as mortality. Technically they already did with technologies like the memory banks, but even those had limits. Or the possibility of a single, networked collective consciousness, what to a biological would be the impossible to achieve telepathic hive-mind, but to a machine entirely possible. Hyouka hoped that all robots were wired to have as much a desire for individuality as humans that such a horror never came to pass.

"I am curious though, is your becoming accustomed to humans mission-critical? Are you...mission-critical?" Hyouka asked, somewhat teasingly, wondering if Camille held a greater importance to this mission than had been revealed. Perhaps this escort mission was not merely to escort supplies.

A Guild Adventure: An RP with Monster Girls! (ENDED)

Vivian & Sylvia Altissima

@Restalaan @PaulHaynek @13org @ShwiggityShwah

The sister's listened as Haley explained Ravager's Rest to them. Sylvia wondered if converting the place into an emergency or humanitarian aid camp might be a better alternative to removing it altogether, but she doubted anyone was willing to put in the resources to achieve such a thing. When Neil offered to push their cart, Vivian gave Neil a hearty slap on the the back, "Thanks, man! You're so dependable!" in an effort to distract all present from the sight of Sylvia being shy and flustered.

"Thanks, Talia," Sylvia said to the cyclops upon regaining her composure, "We won't need anything else. More than anything, we just need to wait for the herbs to take the the soil and begin growing."

The sisters were surprised to see so many people joining the quest, but it made sense after last night's conversation. Though the members of the guild felt that they were currently too weak to oppose Varjo directly, solving the problem at Ravager's Rest at least would help to mitigate the problems caused by Varjo, which the guildmembers seemed passionate about. When Ditzy brought up the controversial nature of robbing graves, Vivian pointed out, "But is grave-robbing worse than pulling vegetables out of the ground? And it's not like anybody's planning on eating the bodies, at least I hope not. Anyways, time's a'wastin'! Let's go!" Vivian pointed forward, even though Neil was going to be doing all of the work of transporting the sisters.