Infinite Stratos Character Creation and Fanfiction Discussion

[ZeroXSEED]

Had these four never involved in a shitstorm like I.S. and stuff, this would be the actual future....

(Yes that dwarf is Iori, he hit growth spurt at the age of 16)

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I'm concerned more about Dog Days, so many material dumped on audience, asking to be processed as fanfic

[agetreme]

Originally Posted by ZeroXSEED

Had these four never involved in a shitstorm like I.S. and stuff, this would be the actual future....

(Yes that dwarf is Iori, he hit growth spurt at the age of 16)

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I'm concerned more about Dog Days, so many material dumped on audience, asking to be processed as fanfic

No good....

Dog Days is (at the very worst) moe sport game....

Kind of similar to Infinite Stratos but replace high-tech with magic and no limitation on gender....

[ZeroXSEED]

In it's defense, recent episodes is less about sport battles and uncover the world bit by bit, that's why I said there's lots of fanfic material.

But whatever, it's off topic anyway.

[Eratas123]

@ Hawke - Oh, I'm going there:/ Charlotte x Ichika x Charles love triangle FTW!

[agetreme]

Back to Topic:
Crack Idea:
Ichika awaken.... and decide that he wanted a harem and start enslaving women..... Because he can.

Because I seriously have no idea how to write Ichika IS....

The theme is all over the place..... Jack of all trade is bad if you don't know what you are doing...
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Originally Posted by ZeroXSEED

In it's defense, recent episodes is less about sport battles and uncover the world bit by bit, that's why I said there's lots of fanfic material.

But whatever, it's off topic anyway.

.... It is still a moe anime (slice of life kind with fantasy theme in it), I don't really have much expectation for it.... (Does help by the fact that I don't find cat girls moe.....)

My reaction to the second season is a flat "Oh. second season." rather than "HELL YEAH!!!!"

[ZeroXSEED]

^ Not funded, go ahead if you want.

[StratoSpear]

Thinking of having one of the major battles in Athena's re-write to turn out like this:

Yay? Nay? Dunn-nay?

[ZeroXSEED]

... Enemy Mine?

EDIT: Oh I see, versus copycats!

[Eratas123]

Dialogue only draft. Please read and say what you think.

Spoiler:

"So, how do we get him out in the open? After last night's show, I doubt he'll show up again just because we asked him to."

"Simple enough. That friend of his from earlier is in love with him, or at least she thinks she is, and he can't resist the urge to see someone confess to him. People with these types of complexes tend to love the idea of being wanted and being in control." We'll use that to catch him.

"That could work- Hold on, how do you know she's in love with him?"

"Signs are easy enough to tell. She blushes and her face turns red when she's near him, she looks his way whenever she thinks he's not looking, and breathing hikes up as a sign of nervousness and/or arousal whenever they spend a long amount of time in contact with each other. She probably fell for a mask he put up; God knows she wouldn't fall in love with him if she knew who he really was."

"....You can tell all that, and you're still so clueless when it comes to your group admirers."

"They're not admirers, they're my friends. And I think I know them well enough, thanks."

"Really, then why don't you do your little analysis on me?"

"What about you? I don't see- Oh, I get it. Sorry, I probably shouldn't be asking you for help here. Your face has been red the past week since we've been working together and your breathing's been pretty fast lately. You must've gotten sick and I didn't realize it, sorry."

"........You're an idiot, you know that?"

"Huh?"

[StratoSpear]

Originally Posted by ZeroXSEED

... Enemy Mine?

EDIT: Oh I see, versus copycats!

Seems quite fitting since the opposing organization resorts to mass-producing copies of the CC's IS units.

What powers them is another matter though...

Originally Posted by Eratas123

Dialogue only draft. Please read and say what you think.

-snip-

Reversing views/logic... The nerves, man.

[Eratas123]

He's got a one track mind. He may have gotten his intelligence from his mother, but Ichika is still his dad, and that denseness runs deep. Trying to capture a rapist while he gets no help at all certainly isnt\'t helping his mood.

[ZeroXSEED]

Selective Obliviousness indeed.....

[Eratas123]

No, he's genuinely confused. He tends to look at things from an objective point of view, hence his clinical discussion on romance and emotions.

Side note - Going to make another draft. Can you please read it?

[ZeroXSEED]

And yet he could spot romance away. the irony.

Sure why not?

[Eratas123]

Not as detailed, since I'm kinda rushing.

Spoiler:

She sat there, staring at him. Her demeanor hadn't changed at all, not even when she saw him look at her with hatred in his eyes.

"So, you made it out alive after all?" Her smile was patronizing, looking down at him as if she was superior in every way, "Well then, I suppose you're going to arrest me now? I suppose that's what your family does, capture the lawless criminals so they can face justice." She held out both her hands, as if waiting to be handcuffed. Even when she was cornered, when she had nothing left to fight with, her smug sense of betterment hadn't left her.

Saito looked at the scene around him, with some difficulty. His vision was blurred, blood stained everything that he saw. Dead bodies, their faces locked into anguished screams, stared at him with their soulless eyes. He couldn't stomach to look at them. Their eyes were gouged out, rendering them permanently blind. The remains of burnt skin surrounded their eyes, as if showing that they had seen the depths of hell. Even their body's were decayed, being abnormally thin and looking like they hadn't been fed for days or even weeks at a time. The blood around their lips and molars said it all.

This woman, Justine, she had been responsible for everything. Using her beauty and riches to entice men to her. When they were desperate enough to give everything they had, to give up anything they ever possibly had to make her theirs, that's when she would strike. She would play her sick games, torture them for long periods of time for her own amusement, play her perverse games for whatever her reason was. She would make them fight against each other, try to survive brutal conditions, all while they were barely alive themselves and had nothing else to give. No food came for them, so they turned on each other.

And all the while she watched them, intrigued and amused.

This was the only time she felt something. When she played her games, when she toyed with their lives, it was the only time emotion would finally come out. Happiness, sadness, anger, none of these were familiar to her. It was only when she did these that emotions finally came: Happiness, a perverse pleasure when she saw them struggle, and a curiosity as she watched their actions. There was no remorse, no sadness, only that.

Saito himself had nearly been another victim. He had been caught like a mouse in a trap. He wasn't one of her intended victims, far from it. But he had found out the truth about her and he survived. He saw others die with nothing he could do to save them, he watched the base evil of humanity, but he survived.

And now he finally met her.

Justine looked at him with a smile, eyes urging him to move forward and get it over with. She was beautiful, he couldn't doubt that, but she was the most cruel and monstrous individual he had ever met. Her long back hair and white dress were pristine, an exact opposite of the mangled room and bodies. She looked like an oasis in the middle of a dessert.

But she held no promises of salvation.

Swallowing his blood, he made his way forward, tightening his grip on the makeshift knife he had made. Blood dripped from the tip; some of it his, some from others. She knew he wouldn't kill her. She knew the Sarashiki's, they were old friends of her family. None of them knew her secret, only he, the unfavored son.

"Come now, must we play this game?" She sighed, as if scolding a child, "I know who you are. Your family, your life. The Sarashiki's have always upheld life and equality, no matter a person's deeds. Do your duty and finish it. We shall see if your heroism shall get you the results you desire."

She would be out of jail in a few months. Her family and connections guaranteed it. She...her family was important. Nothing could touch them.

Saito halted in front of her, looking at her with an expressionless gaze. His eyes looked at hers before making their way to her outstretched hands. She wasn't resisting, she felt she had no need to. It wasn't like this was the first time this kind of thing happened. Without a hint of hesitation, he raised his hands up and held hers.

"......No."

She didn't get the chance to ask what he meant. His hands went past her own and slid to her elbow. The knife pierced her elbow, scattering her blood and staining the immaculate attire. She didn't scream, didn't get a chance to. His grip on her elbow tightened and he pulled it in the opposite direction, using the knife as a sort of makeshift winch. The bone was exposed, stained with the same blood she had been bleeding.

For the first time in her life, she felt something else. Something other than the perverse pleasure and happiness she felt when she watched her toys play her games. As she continued to stare at her exposed injury, she finally understood.

Fear.

He did the same with her right elbow, albeit slightly quicker this time. She still didn't scream, her voice was caught in her throat. The pain was unbearable. She couldn't move her arms anymore, any amount of movement at all sent spasms of pain to shoot up her mangled limbs. They weren't amputated, but maybe it would have been a mercy to her if they were.

"...I'm not a hero..." His voice came out in a breathless whisper, barely audible from the sound of her own rapid heartbeat, "Did you really think that you would get away? That you would be free so soon?" He gave a soft, dry laugh, "I'm not my sister, or my mother. I'm not like them."

She didn't reply. Tears went down the sides of her face, but she didn't reply. Part of her was fascinated why she was acting this way, but it was drowned out by the sinking feeling and dizziness she kept getting. She was afraid of him, afraid that her own self confidence had doomed her.

"You'll be alive, but you'll feel as if you were on of them," He gestured to the numerous corpses that were strewn across the floor, "You'll know what you've put them through, what you've put all of us through." He grabbed the back of of her long hair and pulled down, making her face look up. Her eyes stared at him, in fear of what he might do.

He looked at the corpses one more time before raising the knife to her eyes.

What do you think? Not sure if it's good enough.

[ZeroXSEED]

HOLY SHIT

That's quite frightening draft.

[Eratas123]

So on the scale, what kind of anti-hero is he? Anyway, it ain't that freaky. Hawke's done worse.

[ZeroXSEED]

I don't know, probably still around III or IV.

[Eratas123]

Is it too weird? This is a snippet of the dark Future for Future Imperfect. Saito takes jobs to find out things and stop them. Aria's (His twin) the new soon to be Tatenashi, so no one notices his absence or injuries. Despite being 15, he's incredibly pragmatic and anti-heroic.

[ZeroXSEED]

Considering the insane circumstances? Nay.