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4 mos ago
Current Need info, so might as well throw a bottled question into the ocean of statuses... What are some features/ideas/etc. that YOU want to see in a monster taming/raising game? All genuine ideas welcome.
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4 mos ago
@Dane, I need you to talk to a physicist and a psychiatrist, in that order, twice.
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5 mos ago
"The worst thing you can do to a character is to make them aware that they're fictional." Ironically, the character who would say this is from an RP I'm not in anymore... Funny, that.
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5 mos ago
Just like in JJK, explaining the joke makes it funnier. Luckily that's built into this one.
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5 mos ago
Jimbo that's not right. Humans are a social creature, there's not a single one who can truly survive on their own. Even those who seem to be able can only do so because they learned from others.
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"Unfortunately, gods aren't the type that should be believed in."
"No doubt this drought will one day end, but it will be by tears."





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Nyx Nebula


And suddenly they were back in the food court. Immediately the scents of food started to overwhelm her. Something was different. It was as if leaving that "Expanse" place had sharpened her senses immensely. Willing to bet that's Bitey's doing. Nyx listened as the other girl, the goth, told her a plan. Wrong plan. Listen, we were told the old man knows where to look. Don't lose sight of him. Also, don't assume it'll be someone 'important' either, it could be the assassination of a regular person that sets other things in motion. As these thoughts went through her head, Nyx followed the gaze of the other girl to the ceiling. She wasn't confident she'd be able to stop a killing, but at least she was armed, unlike most the people in the convention. Scarlet was talking to a younger girl who seemed to have noticed them reappearing, unlike most people around them. Did that make this girl the problem? Or an ally? Nyx decided to listen to her inner voices and stay close to the old man for now.
"Do I have something on my face?"



This was too perfect a secret on a few levels to not be the one.


Acid Drop wore a smile, because nothing else would work in the moment, as she listened to her partner's most recent shipping fantasies. It was always a new set of reasonings. Maybe if she cared about romance, she'd pay more attention, but as it was, she only did the minimum. It was only when Suki mentioned the arcade game that she started really listening again. Maybe they could beat it, it would certainly be something to look into someday, if only to get in what little practice with aiming that the game could give.

But then they arrived at the meeting place, and the instant Suki walked away, the light in Acid Drop's eyes died, leaving her with a rather blank expression. She wasn't emotionless, in any sense of the word, but she had used up enough effort being interested in things for the day. Plus, the shock from nearly being crushed earlier was taking its toll and making her even more tired, and by extension bored, than usual. The "tension" between Suki and Roche might have interested her otherwise. Then the new girl had to go and ask them to fight for where they'd eat. Wasn't it supposed to be her decision? Did fighting for where to eat fall under that clause? Tsubomi allowed herself to turn back to her mundane form and hunch slightly to her normal stature, ready to eat where the three eventually decided on.

At least she didn't have to pretend to be normal in her "normal" form.
Nyx Nebula


Nyx blinked. "Powers?" "Past lives?"

-Inside-
"Oooooh, that makes so much sense! Except why and how did this mess of things end up being a lineal chain?"
"Much more importantly, why did none of us think to try using our abilities through our current landlord?"
"It's not like we've been busy trying to console a teenager who lost her family instead of training, or anything."
"Touche."
"I don't want to serve these things."
"They're claiming it's not quite 'service,' so you should be fine."
"I don't think we have much choice, Bitey."

-Outside-
Nyx cocked her head to the side. "Okay, well, that seems... plausible, if unlikely. What do we need to do to actually stand a chance?"
Fallen Angel


Stel only had a few precious moments to catch her breath after that misstep before she started hearing everyone launch around her.

"Landing zone clear!" she heard. Already!? It hadn't even been five minutes since they got their team confirmations!

With panic clear on her face, she reached for the switches that would start up a standard Angel, but her hands only brushed against air. Most of her AUG's controls were redundant backups anyway, Adam controlled the vast majority on its own. In fact, the only thing she really needed to know were what was right in front of her... the controls for direct piloting. She reached shaky hands forward to wrap around them, and naturally her body shifted weight to fit the odd manner of sitting that the AUG required.

"Looks like you're ready. Finally."

Stel was not ready, by any means. But she heard the next messages come through. "Watcher in formation, scanning for patrols or other targets." She was slowing everyone down. Maybe that was for the best? Her AUG was flashy, if she launched too soon she'd give them all away in an instant, but if she took too long...

"L-l-laun-" she managed to stammer out before being interrupted.

"Launching." came Adam's voice to nobody but its pilot.

Luckily, nobody else would hear Stel's indecision, though those watching the hangar would probably figure it out anyway. Just after Adam made its proclamation to its pilot, the AUG stood completely from its one-kneed stance and began careening forwards from its regular thrusters firing behind it. Stel didn't feel so much as a lurch in her cockpit, but she felt one in her stomach nonetheless as the sight of the heights she was falling from filled her vision. Maybe this was a bad idea.

She was about to voice a complaint when Adam plagiarized her voice and spoke on the comms for her. "FA, launch complete. Will stay up here to draw fire until we have some targets." And true to its word, the Red Power would stay floating a few dozen kilometers away from it's designated landing zone and just high enough to draw the attention of anyone or anything protecting the comms systems of their target, hopefully giving Watcher enough data to target from.

That was not okay. The instant the comms shut back down she spoke up."Adam, what the hell!? Don't go talking as or for me, I'll tear you a-" she managed before Red Power did a spin that, while not physically affecting her body's equilibrium, did cause her screens to barrel roll and make her nearly puke.

"Then learn to talk for yourself."
Nyx Nebula


As she found herself in the Expanse, the hair on the back of Nyx's neck stood up. The things that surrounded them seemed pleasant, but something about them threw her off. Suddenly there was a commotion in her mind again.

-Mentally-
Far from the usual "bite" command, the voice responsible for the idea growled. It felt something wrong here, and it was likely what was generating Nyx's own feelings of anxiety. It wasn't that it believed that these entities were evil, so much as personally counter to its happiness. Maybe it had experienced relations with a similar group?
Similarly, the calmest voice did not relax either, though did not take an actively hostile stance like the other. "Take care around these," it counseled Nyx. "Even if they have nothing but the best interests of yours at heart, they are powerful, and powerful beings are dangerous by their nature."
Nyx could only agree within her mind. She felt overwhelmed by these entities, but there was no active hostility from them.

-Outside-
The spokesman for the beings told the group of ancient versions of their world and of a threat to their current one. Cthulhu? Elder Gods? None of it made any sense, even for the girl who heard voices.

-Mentally-
"Think. If what we're being told is true, then these are likely the 'current' gods."
"And what, exactly, are we supposed to do about a Great Old One like Cthulhu? We're collectively a teenage girl, there's not a lot of stories of even powerful people beating Old Ones. If we try to fight it, we'll die."
The third voice continued growling, ignoring the other three who could hear it.

-Outside-
"Um..." Nyx spoke aloud. "That's terrible and all, but... what are we supposed to do about it? We're two teenagers and one adult, but you think we can stop something that can destroy the world?" Her demeanor suddenly switched, seemingly out of her control. "And if you want us to 'represent you,' then shouldn't you tell us who you are first?" As soon as the last word was out of her mouth, her attitude returned to its normal, currently distressed and overwhelmed state.

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Nyx Nebula


Well, she was here. Nyx still wasn't sure how she had managed to convince Security that her sword was a replica and part of her "cosplay," consisting of a blue cloak and her usual outfit, but she was glad she did. She would have hated to miss out on the experience of seeing new weapon models for upcoming games. Though she couldn't discount her luck; she only made it to Security itself because another person at her community center had to cancel last minute and gave her his pass. She'd already passed by several of the FPS areas with a bored expression on her face, and was headed towards the fantasy section when she bumped into another girl who seemed to be around her age. The girl knocked her down, and that's when the voices started up again.

As she sat on the ground, held up by her arms, a series of thoughts flashed by quickly.

In a flash, the thoughts passed through and she was back in reality. She looked up at the girl and an elderly man who had nearly bumped into her as well. 'Only three of us?' Nyx looked around. There seemed to only be the three of them there, but why did the man imply a third other than himself? Bite! No, shut up. Nyx shook her head to dislodge the thoughts and spoke up.

"Sorry, are you okay?" she asked the other girl as she adjusted the cloak piece of her "cosplay" to better hide her weapon. "Nice horns, by the way."
I accidently created a 3D effect with my voice color choices.
Fallen Angel


"Well, Stel, welcome to the jungle. They say it gets worse here every day." the teenager said to herself as she did her final check over her controls. Pretty simple to her, but somewhat alien at the same time, her lack of experience with her AUG would probably show itself rather quickly, she imagined.

"It looks like everything's been handled already, so all that's left for me to do before you deploy is to wish you good luck and happy hunting~!"

A few seconds after that final comment the Red Power's comms shut off that particular channel automatically. A feminine voice rang out in Stel's earpiece, "She should really change her voice synthesizer to something less grating." Adam. The AI that ran on the Red Power seemed somehow annoyed at the other of its kind.

"How can you think it's grating? You don't have ears. Is it, like, a bad waveform or something?"

She was met with silence and the light for incoming comms being turned back on in full, just before another too hyper voice came on. But something didn't seem right to Stel about what she said. Ultima MAs...? She didn't get to continue the thought before another voice chimed in, "Banshee" apparently, and the only information gained was that there was another fast AUG onboard. One that was choosing to attack the communication capability of their target. Another voice, this time identifying as "Watcher," expressed similar intentions.

"Probably for the best that we go with them." Stel said under her breath. This was all for the purpose of testing her AUG, and she had a hunch that-

"We are absolutely not playing cleanup here." Of course Adam had a problem with that, why wouldn't the AI have a problem with its pilot's desires?

"Look, I'm not saying we're here to clean up, it's just that I reeeaaalllyyy doubt that there's nothing there but regular Mobile Armors. If the choice is between destroying their stuff and destroying their talky stuff, I think the smart play is to do the talky stuff. If they have an Augment, it'll be guarding their important stuff, right?"

"You think that an Augmented Armor is going to be guarding their communication network and not their mystery package?"

"More that I think they're going to have their network near the most defensible place, which is probably where they'll put the package."

"... That's not a terrible thought, but I can tell you're trying to play to my sensibilities, so I'll respond in kind. It would give us more battle data to target their units than their installations."

Shit. "But we might not get a chance to target a stationary setup again for a while, and we'll probably be fighting a bunch of Armors more often, so the data collection side points to my idea too!"

"Fine, but we're destroying any Armors we come across, even if they're out of the way. I'm not built for slow or quiet, I'm built for quick and loud. Got it?"

Stell sighed. "Alright, deal. You target, I'll pilot. But that does mean we're not going with the arrowhead, right?"

"Correct, we'll launch with the anti-comms. Opening outgoing links, let them know."

Oh, good, she had to do the talking. Stel spoke into her mic, "Uh... heya. 'Fallen Angel' here, we'll be going with the... Banshee? Her and... the guy going with her. Oh, and anyone else with them. Sorry." A few seconds of dead air passed as she had a minor panic. "Hey, cut the comms alrea-" Maybe it would be a good idea to become more familiar with her communication controls...

Name:
Nyx Nebula

Appearance:
A young girl with black hair, always seen in a hoodie of some kind. Fairly unremarkable, nonetheless she is in great physical fitness.

Concept:
A relatively normal girl whose most out of the ordinary feature is that she hears voices in her head. She tends to talk to herself, either in her own mind or out loud, and has a bright mind with a lot of intelligence. She recently bought a katana that she cares for better than she cares for herself, having grown up obsessed with bladed weapons but unable to afford one more impressive than a knife until now. Despite being raised by a rather poor family, she had an impressive collection of knives that she lost alongside her parents in a housefire a year ago. Since then, she's been living in a community center by herself. Ever since she lost her parents, she's been itching to fight anyone and everyone she could, with or without her prized weapon.

RC1: Dorumon [Digimon]
- Vibe: A digimon with a high combat instinct that gets attached to what it fights, creating a sort of "Battle Bond" with them. The main digimon that can perform "Death X Evolution" upon death, turning into a monster beyond life and death.
- Power: {Endless Evolution}. Like all digimon, it can digivolve and degenerate endlessly to gain further and further power. {Death-X-Evolution}. The ability to digivolve into a far more powerful form and revive itself upon death.

RC2: Lelouch vi Brittania [Code Geass]
- Vibe: Smug, overconfident genius who loves his sister more than the entire world, only to finally choose the world over her as he went through his trials. He's the greatest version of the "genius" and "strategist" archetypes.
- Power: {Absurd Intelligence}. Lelouch is a genius through and through, able to win against unbeatable odds with the pieces he has under his control. {Geass of the King}. The ability to activate geass to command a person to follow any order given to them. The requires direct eye contact, (though mirrors count as direct for this purpose) can only be used once per person, and will eventually become unable to be turned on and off at will, remaining activated at all times.

RC3: EMIYA [Type-Moon] {The Abridged Series version, mostly}
- Vibe: Self-Contradictory.
- Power: {Mind's Eye} The power of minor premonitions. {Projection}. The ability to create/summon weapons that he has seen in the past at a slight power decrease of the weapon. {Battle Prowess}. EMIYA is incredibly skilled in sword and bow based battle. {Unlimited Blade Works}. A Reality Marble, ie a closed space dimension, where all of the swords he has ever known or seen even once exist, though weaker than the originals.

Just as a final "making sure it's fully accepted" thing, here's my full CS.

Name:
Nyx Nebula

Appearance:
A young girl with black hair, always seen in a hoodie of some kind. Fairly unremarkable, nonetheless she is in great physical fitness.

Concept:
A relatively normal girl whose most out of the ordinary feature is that she hears voices in her head. She tends to talk to herself, either in her own mind or out loud, and has a bright mind with a lot of intelligence. She recently bought a katana that she cares for better than she cares for herself, having grown up obsessed with bladed weapons but unable to afford one more impressive than a knife until now. Despite being raised by a rather poor family, she had an impressive collection of knives that she lost alongside her parents in a housefire a year ago. Since then, she's been living in a community center by herself. Ever since she lost her parents, she's been itching to fight anyone and everyone she could, with or without her prized weapon.

RC1: Dorumon [Digimon]
- Vibe: A digimon with a high combat instinct that gets attached to what it fights, creating a sort of "Battle Bond" with them. The main digimon that can perform "Death X Evolution" upon death, turning into a monster beyond life and death.
- Power: {Endless Evolution}. Like all digimon, it can digivolve and degenerate endlessly to gain further and further power. {Death-X-Evolution}. The ability to digivolve into a far more powerful form and revive itself upon death.

RC2: Lelouch vi Brittania [Code Geass]
- Vibe: Smug, overconfident genius who loves his sister more than the entire world, only to finally choose the world over her as he went through his trials. He's the greatest version of the "genius" and "strategist" archetypes.
- Power: {Absurd Intelligence}. Lelouch is a genius through and through, able to win against unbeatable odds with the pieces he has under his control. {Geass of the King}. The ability to activate geass to command a person to follow any order given to them. The requires direct eye contact, (though mirrors count as direct for this purpose) can only be used once per person, and will eventually become unable to be turned on and off at will, remaining activated at all times.

RC3: EMIYA [Type-Moon] {The Abridged Series version, mostly}
- Vibe: Self-Contradictory.
- Power: [Mind's Eye} The power of minor premonitions. {Projection}. The ability to create/summon weapons that he has seen in the past at a slight power decrease of the weapon. {Battle Prowess}. EMIYA is incredibly skilled in sword and bow based battle. {Unlimited Blade Works}. A Reality Marble, ie a closed space dimension, where all of the swords he has ever known or seen even once exist, though weaker than the originals.

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