Magical Girl Lyrical Nanoha Character Creation and Discussion

[Kha]

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The Rebellion was meant to be a joke in itself... I mean... I never thought you could take a catgirl army seriously!

I merely wanted to be a voice of our earlier days, when everyone were equally insane and always having fun... Every post had at least one fire-from-the-hip OC interaction. I had Sak-chan and Kha doing tsukikomi and uke almost all the way through...

I miss those days... I miss the times when Lowe and I'd scream "OMG WE THOUGHT OF THE SAME THING!!!" at each other, when we were really waiting for stories that were updated within a few days, when Nighty first built his reputation with Saga der Saga, when Aurion was the fun Oji-chan of everyone's OCs, when An Hero's dark heroes conflicted with Kha's retinue over tactics...

I wish I didn't lack time so much; one of the things we remembered in the IRC was to Stop Talking, Start Writing. Our obsessions with long posts (at least my obsession) might be keeping us from posting frequently, and really bouncing off ideas via story rather that cold hard debate.

Remember the Catgirls. For they only live on to please us if we don't stop writing.

Originally Posted by Wibbles

It's been a while. School's a pain. Anyways, here's a snippet:

Spoiler for Training:

"It's over, son. You've just walked into my trap," Lucius said from his perch on the tires.
Spada blinked. "What? What trap? The metal scraps? If I don't touch them, I'll be fine. Are you going senile, Dad?"
Lucius smirked. "Actually... you'll be fine if they don't touch you. Fulgardio... Magnete Form!"
The halberd began to shift forms. "YES SIR." The change finished, and Lucius held the two-pronged spear in the air. Spada tensed, and sunk into a defensive stance.
"Fulgardio... if you would, please."
"SWEEPER." A weak wave of magic spread across the junkyard, and faded into nothingness. Spada smirked at his father.
"That all, Dad?"
Lucius smirked back. "Of course not. Fulgardio! PULL!"
"MAGNET RISE."
Spada blinked. And then threw himself to the ground to avoid a microwave that had flown at him from behind. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Subaru cling on to Teana, a look of slight panic on the formers face. And then he looked up, and blanched. His father was still holding Fulgardio in the air, but a massive sphere of junk had congregated above the sphere. Lucius's smirk grew wider.
"Dio... Level One."
"CHARGING." As the device spoke, streams of electricity arced about the junk orb. Spada closed his mouth, and put up the strongest barrier he could manage. Lucius swung his spear down, and the sphere flew at the boy.

Snippet is snippety. Tough love much? :3

Originally Posted by Evangelion Xgouki

...what does this mean again?

Just as planned.

Originally Posted by Evangelion Xgouki

*peers in*

I also have the same thing going on with NERV. They're integrated into canon without actually causing any changes. Heck, if Kha ever gets ReBuild made they'll help to explain some things in canon...

...

Gome... I've been busy...

Originally Posted by Keroko

Fate's origin is classified, you know. And yes, the Aces were put on a pedestal, but do you know why they're put on a pedestal? Because they're the best of the best. Heck, Nanoha even has the title 'Ace of Aces' if there are people out there that could chuck that title around, being two full ranks higher then her, don't you think people would, you know, talk about them?

Like you said, 'mass media' the crowd loves news from the front. And reports, heck even rumours, of everyone's favourite SSS ranked mage would be very high on the list.

There is no canon indication whatsoever that there are SSS ranked mages out there, much less that there are SSS ranked mages commanding entire batalions of S ranked mages. That's basically screwing over everything StrikerS was about: The fact that our Ace trio are the best of the best.

I was thinking of rumors and tabloids spouting half-truths that come very close to the truth, but meh.

I am not denying that the Ace trio are the best of the best, I'm saying that they are NOT the ONLY Best of the Best, for otherwise I believe the TSAB shouldn't be as big as we make it to be.

An elite thousand strong battalion to me is headed by an SS, with some S++, more S+, even more S, and a larger number of S-, and the rest staffed by As. (Ranks corrected after dropping the X rank limit) I don't see how else can TSAB defend its rim borders with cadres of lesser strength.

Then again, this is the thing: Most of us go with what canon has provided, I went with what I think works as that was what Rebuilt is about. I'm working from the standpoint that there is a sheer amount of villains, flesh-hungry races and daemons wanting to scour all life from the materium that I've thrown into the Nanohaverse. That its a Alien-Eat-Dog world outside the comfortable Blue Zones of the TSAB.

By weakening the good guys, then the TSAB is only able to administrate a much smaller space. And only take on weaker opponents. That's not epic material to work with...

And to me, S-rank grunts are like Gespenst. Powerful massproduction units that can compare to a hero unit. I prefer these kinds over the Redshirts we see everywhere...

...actually, this just hit me. Scores of normal mages fighting in an abnormal multiverse? Imperial Guardism? Actually this sounds very believable, just tell me now if I pack thousands and thousands of mages into one battalion it's not going out of canon again. :/

Originally Posted by Keroko

AMF is a huge tactical boon if the oposition doesn't know how to counter it. It would be like taking away the army's ships, tanks, planes and guns. Jail was by no means a 'moderate' threat. In the beginning, yes. And you'll notice that all that was put in his chase was the -still limited- RF6. As soon as the attack happened, Jail's threat level rose from 'moderate' to 'high' pretty fast.

But we accepted that anti-AMF tactic is mostly conserve mana then burn it all when you have to to overcome the delinking. I believe that orbital ships can deliver strong enough precision attacks that the AMF would not be so concentrated, making targets softer for the mages on the ground to take.

Originally Posted by Keroko

Not that I disagree with how the presence of one Carrier could alter the outcome (with the presence of AMF trained mages onboard -the Navy doesn't shun anti-AMF tactics the way Regius did- they would have made a difference) but they'd probably be prime targets of the Numbers as well.

But... how does this equate to armies of S-ranked mages lead by SSS mages?

I'd like to see Numbers get into space. Some ships in a full battle group, the "Dreadnaught", "Mobile Platform" and "Doomstar" classes, haven't worked out the canon ranks for these ships are yet, are so huge that they can't land on a planet without damaging themselves, and so such a group would just stay in orbit.

Then again, yeah Jail'd think of something. I know he would.

And in reply to your third point, context. I have a much more brutal context than the My Little Pony of canon.

Originally Posted by Tk3997

My issue is that frankly the elements we see in canon are small and ambiguous and yet Kha has basiclly blown them up into a full blown pantheon with a god damn church militant devoted to them and an OC supposedly (well basiclly from my understandings) given birth to by GOD. There are hints and elements and then there's bashing you over the head with a sledge hammer. I could totally see some somewhat ambiguous religious elements in Nanoha like is the saint king really or not really divine is there a god, etc. But allot of the time with Kha it seems like we're just one step shy of avenging angles descending from the sky on horse back to smite the wicked. Nanoha is ultimately a pretty sci-fi'ish setting IMO (what with the bloody spaceships and killer robots) and allot of this heavy religious stuff just seems to clash unnaturally with it.

Even so I basiclly let him be, but I'm not going to take shit from him over me giving my stuff or advocating a militant bent of rambling about that aspect of it after I let him get away with all that.

I don't recall ever being party to anything like that I’d be all for adding OC in Strikers and having major effects in fact that would seem to be the only real point to doing it; to stir the pot and sees what comes out. Plus adding them and not having and effect is just not possible IMO.

Which is what I'd have gone with to start with again I don't recall disagreeing with the basic idea of adding OCs and seeing where it goes.

I think you’re thinking is DEEPLY irrevocably flawed.


No this isn't how it works we have canon ranks the Aces are hovering around S+ and people are like "holy shit there strong!" that gives us a baseline and SSS is WAY the fuck above that baseline!

Then really you probably shouldn't have added religious elements to start with, but once you do people are going to talk about them.

Actually, oops I made a mistake. It wasn't you; It was Goose and his talk about Rebuilt disrupting continuity, and that made me want to change nothing. :/

That was when I cared anyway. I'll Rebuilt Alpha as well if I need to, since I'm Rebuilding everything already.

Because I ran a full thought experiment of how some OCs will affect some others and the CCs, and that caused things change irrevocably. Also, my take to Rebuilt is this:

StrikerS was a watered down version of the original conflict that shifted away from grittiness just to focus on the Three Aces. What Rebuilt is, is equivalent to Peter Jackson taking the helm and making a documentary, with epicness. In other words, I'm saying StrikerS was based on a series of meta-actual events, but changed things to suit a certain audience. Hollywood-butchering if you will, hence the TSAB appearing more dysfunctional than one would expect, because said director did not think things through.

Rebuilt is the whole nine yards, with grunts, guys and great expository thrown in to flesh out the story even more, but the actual events don't change because this is also based on the same material as StrikerS. Heck it was supposed to be the original source material from which StrikerS was made but never told.

Originally Posted by Keroko

After a bit of history digging, I think one thing we need to get clear was that it wasn't so much the idea of altering the plot in Rebuilt that was frowned upon, but the amount of non-cannonical, and blatantly universe altering things that were put in, like the Mecha, Caro/Voltaire mechaunision, frames and so on and so on. Sticking with what we have and stirring the pot would have worked just fine.

Yeah I know. It was me and my obsession with Alpha continuity at fault. :s

Originally Posted by Tk3997

Edit:
Also all this nonsense has gotten me fired up and distracted now my pizza is cold… thanks allot Kha. =/

Honestly though this entire thing started out friendly and mostly for amusement, but it's gotten way the hell out of hand somehow I don't apologize for starting all this, but I do regret it seems to become a bit of a shit storm. *rubs his temples* I think I'm probably just going to try and lay out a bit for a day or two and try to let things cool. Maybe I can actually get my fic rolling again... (stalled at about 8k words with a TON to do).

Yup, Stop Talking, Start Writing...

Originally Posted by Kagerou

Seriously? I want you to have fun.
I don't care what you do, I want you to enjoy it, because this is what you want to do. This isn't in the best interests of anyone else but you, and you alone. So what if a couple of people don't like it? Hell, TK hates the premise of Alpha, but he doesn't complain (much ), and if he did, I'd just tell him that we'd agree to disagree (actually, I think me and TK had that conversation already).

It's all about fun in doses. Yeah, debating is fun, in doses. Throwing back and forth the ideas for the OFM way back in the day with TK's haxxbusting was fun, and helped me build a better OC group. But there's a time where you have to draw the line and say, "No, I'm doing things my way now."

Like I said before, I'm too obsessed with consensus yet also want to make my own ideas known.

With the Rebellion, I've thrown the former out the window. And I feel liberated having to not conform to Alpha. I'll just Rebuild Alpha if I want to. :3


~~~New intelligence data updated~~~

To force myself to keep writing, I'll throw the next micro segment of Rebuilt into the works:

Spoiler for SECRET AMBITION:

"Dear Passengers, this is your captain speaking..."

Erio almost balked at the way a completely alien voice lanced into his ears and oxymoronically smashed his dream gently. The boy roused and stretched, then slowly cracked his eyelids open, a little disoriented from being suddenly returned to the real world. The cabin was still dark from the long flight through voidspace, and due to his small stature, the young Mondial could not see anything past his rotund co-passenger seated beside him, or over the seat in front of him. He had shut the window shades as after watching them for a long time the auroras of the void started intruding in his sleep.

Erio tugged the sleeve of his coat back and peered at Strada. The device lighted up in sync, and told the boy silently that it was now 4pm Midchilda Standard Time. The captain continued cheerily about the weather at Crenagan Starport, what to see and do in the Heart of the Administration and other well-rehearsed lines, but Erio found looking back at that mental image he work up with.

"And so he came, upon wings of glittering starlight..." Erio recited again absent-mindedly, sepia-color memories flickering at every syllable.

That was a line from a story his then would-be Meister told to him after he and Miss Testarossa rescued Null and Erio from the culling enacted by the Brotherhood of Nod. The two boys were experiments, artefacts and tools of the ruthless organization that claimed to fight for a greater cause. And like broken tools the Brotherhood threw them aside to save their skins. Had it not been for Kha and Fate that day...

"Sir? Excuse me, Sir?"

Erio peered over the mountain of fat at the space hostess with an outstretched hand.

"Could you raise the window shade please? We'll be landing shortly."

With a small 'Oh!' Erio turned to his right and threw the cover open hastily, and for a moment or two, all he could do was squint through the blinding whiteness...

If not for them, and the Aces, and the many friends they had, he would not have been here, waiting for his vision to clear. Slowly, the sleek metals of Crenagan City's skyline faded into view, and the boy pressed himself excited at the scene.

Ever since that day, he was always looking forward to the next step. And here it was, the City of Dreams.

[Cue music: SECRET AMBITION ~Rebuilt Mix 2008~ by Fate Testarossa ()]

Mune ni yadoru atsuki suisei wa hajimari no kodou he
The hot comet dwelling within my heart beats toward a new beginning

"Meister, Fate-san, see you soon."

Having breeched the atmosphere, the craft cruises over the city and out to sea angled for the floating starport, leaving us to admire the Central District, with the Ground Force Headquaters "Quadrangle" and its 4 guardian towers taking center-stage. As the electric guitars and hard techno rock kicks in, fade in the title:

Mahou Shoujo Lyrical Nanoha
Rebuilt of
StrikerS

Furueru yubi nigirishimete shizuka ni negai wo komete
My shaking fingers, grasping upon the silent wish

Speeding down a highway, we see a man in green tones on a bike of burning red. He turns to take a glance at a distant structure known as Southfort Base, the headquarters of his new assignment. And due to his leaning forward, his ID tags were hanging out. They read Vice Granscenic.

Usukumatte nigerarenai kako kara tobi dashitaiyo
Cowering, wanting to flee from the inescapable past

A truck, a trailer and a bus pull into the porch of Southfort and troopers bearing duffel bags and odds and ends filed out and fell into columns of three, chit-chattering amongst themselves. They turn silent and at attention as their Officer in Command Cpt Gard Redel walked up. He scans them in two sweeps then stops. A pregnant pause later, he smirks and shrugs a "What the hell are you guys waiting for?"

The platoon scatters into disorder and enter the building.

Tatoe kiesou na wazuka na hikari datte
Even if it is merely a fading, faint light

Shari is going ga-ga from the second floor at the sheer amount of equipment that the Troopers brought with them. Kai is grinning with expectation, but Aurion is just facepalming at the enthusiatic youths.

Mikhail Dornitz and Griffith are walking around the loading bay checking stock and making sure the storemen have it all accounted for. The younger officer waves to Alto and Lucino as they come to claim some stores for the flight department.

Oikaketai ano hoshi no you ni
I want to chase after it, just like that star

Inside Southfort is a flurry of activity. Carpenters putting finishing touches to the decor, cleaners running automops over the tiled floors, cooks checking the freezer and stoves. Even in the dorms, the new personel are settling in a noisy rabble as friends from different units are suddenly united and even more were being made between neighbours.

Genya and Ginga at Ground Central are discussing matters along the glass aisles when they are joined by Aura and Tais, or which the latter starts stuttering nervously at the sudden meeting, so much that he accidently drips some hot coffee on his wrist. He yelps and jumps, spray hot brown lava in Ginga's direction who react with a directed shield, allowing the substance to splash harmlessly on the floor. Aura turns to Tais and starts scolding him, Ginga sticks her tongue at Tais, Tais is throttled-apologising, and Genya shakes his head while laughing in deep mirth.

Subete ukeire sou, dokomademo takaku
Accepting everything, no matter how high it is

Carym, Acous and Schach are enjoying a spot of tea in the Church gardens when a lone Thunderhawk transport rumbles over. Their attention follows it as it lands a tarmac. Another person then joins them, and all three seated Knights stand to greet her. Canoness Maria accepts it and Schach proceeds to pour her some of her special brew.

[Chorus]

Ginga wo mau tenshi no sasayaki
Dancing throughout the galaxy, is the angel's whispers

Teana rains covering fire on several training bots and Subaru skies in next to lacerates the few that remain. Serena springs several drones on her own by throwing some Icy Daggers. Several drones turn to face her; She elborately flicks the long blade of Siegerlion onto its head and commences further intervention.

Tashikana kioku wo tadotte
Persuing these certain memories

Nanoha clicks around her panel, Tesla, Signum and Vita huddled around her, Keroko flies overhead and surveys the training ground, while Fate and Hayate watch from within their chopper. Zafira is there, sleeping on the floor, as usual.

Korekara kitto umareteku shinjitsu he no tobira
The door to truth which will definitely be born now

Sophia squats and with her gloved hand pick up a piece of wrecked Gadget while her fellow Inquisitors mill about the kill zone. Allison asks Sophia something about the piece, and she explains. Elsewhere, Artei is kicking back his legs and sipping lemonade under the warm afternoon sun. He gazes widely at a pair of hot bodes walking by, but is quickly hammered into place by a raging Arisa and watched by a chuckling Suzuka.

Donna tsumetai kurayami ni shibarate itemo
No matter what kind of cold darkness binds me

On a different world, Caro feels the wind in her hair, and looks up. Friediche landing on her shoulder. Wang Liu Meng had been sunbathing nearby raises her sunglasses in the little girl's direction of gaze. A petal flits pass a translucent silouette of Voltaire and his consort Ampere.

Boku wa shiritai kara kesshite tomaranai
Because I want to know, even death won't stop me

Gimmy and Hiro linger in front of the pew discussing tactics, when they are joined by Foy and Taiyo. Gimmy playfully punches Foy, who frowns in return at the joke cracked. Taiyo then points behind them, they turn just Kha accompanied by Sumire and the rest of the crew of the Archangel.

[Closing instrumental]

Nanoha and Keroko meets the Forwards in training with Fate, Hayate and Rein. Zafira plops himself down beside Hayate. They are disturbed by an aircraft roaring past. Genya, Ginga, Tais, Aura do the same. The Belka tea party also stops for the loud contrail.

A step forward, and Erio emerges from the cabin.

The time, was now.

Not much.

[Aaron008R]

Originally Posted by LimitedEternal

I get the distinct feeling I missed something big, given the amount of deleted posts and angry responses.

Goose blew up and started cursing a lot of people.

I blew up on Goose. Without the harsh language.

And then I held the OC Thread at gunpoint with the warning that I WILL see to it myself that have this place locked if needed.

For some reason, I'm glad I did.

Getting in a massive fight isn't gonna solve anything. I agree one hundred percent that it's been getting very hostile lately, and if the cinders remaining are any indication, something big exploded.

I wasn't fighting. I was relating my long-running irritation with all the hostility. My post was deleted because it quoted other deleted posts.

If it's gotten to the point where we're scaring people off - hell, I didn't want to post until things cooled off - something needs done. Ever since we had that massive blowout a while back, seeing the mods step in (no offense to ya, mods!) has made me nervous. It feels lately like we've lost sight of this community's purpose, and it makes me feel...ambivalent.

Sadly, yeah...

So, I'm making a board-wide appeal to please reel it in, especially to those of us who tend to be short-tempered. I wouldn't be saying this if I didn't think it needed to be said, and maybe I'm not the person to say it, but...this is supposed to be a place to have fun and share ideas. Flamewars...aren't what we do.

LE, I am not going to back down lightly this time. A line has been crossed. And I am determined to fix it. Depending on the results some time later, I WILL take action, I WILL contact moderators,

I WILL HAVE THIS THREAD LOCKED IF NEED BE.

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@OUTER-CADIA:


As I've been talking with a few people before. One of the pride of the OC was being able to thrive without the surveillance of moderators. We were all intelligent and civil enough not to let our emotions get the best of us and end up with our pride on our mouths. We were all friends that could patch up after a squabble.

And what are we now? According to some people I've talked with, they said that there are:

There are those who do excessive technobabble; including an honestly excessive obsession for HAXXbusting and those who wouldn't recognize restraint even if it danced naked in front of them

Given the current situation, here are some of the lines from several people that I won't name.

~~~

"I can't even post anything properly without splicing since they would nitpick to no end!"

~~~

"If you don't learn restraint, then you don't belong here!"

~~~

"I can't even be bothered to appease them anymore..."

~~~

"If there was no restraint, then people would be GODMODDING left and right!"

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"They take everything TOO seriously that it's more constrictive than fun."

~~~

Etc, etc, etc.

And you know what? I AGREE WITH ALL OF THESE TO A CERTAIN EXTENT.

It's already bad that we usually have extreme rightist or extreme leftist. But all the negative vibes is multiplied a MILLION times by gratuitous hostility!

In the end, it's no longer about who's right or wrong. It ends up being a vendetta against a person or a group of people trying to stab each other EVERY POSSIBLE WAY!

And as such, I cannot let this kind of development go on any further. I tend to be one of the most soft-spoken people here. But this is no longer an issue I can let pass. I pray that EVERYONE do a collective reprise and reflection on just what is happening now.

I'm not doing this in favor of either party. Since this is a unilateral self-righteous action of my own. And as such, my side is my own. I am not influenced by other people to do this. People may hate me or whatever. I don't care.

I DEMAND THAT THIS BE A TURNING POINT FOR OC!


On what direction? I don't know. But I hope it's better than this rut right now.


I DEMAND THAT IF THERE SHOULD BE ANY MORE EGOTISTIC SQUABBLES, THAT IT BE TAKEN TO PM'S INSTEAD OF DEFACING YOUR HATED PERSON OUT IN THE OPEN!


I've been monitoring BOTH OC and IRC. And I can attest to this fact.


I DEMAND THAT PEOPLE FROM ALL SIDES OF THE SPECTRUM LEARN TO BE MORE CONSIDERATE AND LESS HOSTILE TO EACH OTHER!


Yes. Make amends if you can. Be more open to ideas. Be more open-minded. If you don't want to. Then please don't go violent! Please try talking to each other with a mellower perspective!


I DEMAND THAT THERE BE RESULTS ARISING FROM THIS POST INSTEAD OF EMPTY PRAISES OF 'QUOTED FOR TRUTH', ETC!


~~~~~~~~~

OC IS BECOMING A PLACE FOR BREEDING CONFLICT ALREADY!!!
I. WILL. NOT. LET. THIS. HAPPEN.

I'd rather shut down this thread for good rather than let it be a factory of spite! And no, I am not joking. If this is a type of evil that can't be stopped by rules, then I'll just have to be the grim reaper who can call down the thread's fall if the time ever comes. But believe me, I don't want that time to come. And again, I don't care what people would think of me now. Nor am I siding with anyone else. I am my own ally in this. And I have no regrets.


I believe that's all. Thank you for you time.


EDIT: I guess I'll have to lower the fonts. Can't have too much trouble running after my skin.
I did say that I have no regrets in doing this. But a number of clear-headed people helped me out a bit. I am saying sorry in advance if I offended people. But I will not retract my statements because these are what I felt. Oh, and sorry for sounding like a tyrant. I know I sounded so resolute. But I suppose my soft-spoken side really is the stronger of the two halves.

[PhoenixG]

What more can I say.....

[Keroko]

In my opinion yelling isn't going to solve anything except start another argument. Best thing we can do is re-focuss on what made this thread so great in the first place:

Having fun.

Yes, that means the H4XXbusters need to calm down, yes that means that techbabblers should take it to the apropriate threads, (and yes that includes me, I'll be minding where I post from now on).

But really? Let's just return to the way we used to be, have fun. I'll be nitpicking a lot less (since that is where part of the blame lies too) and we can go back to having craaazy ideas, and make em fit. Just like we used to.

Having said that, I'm returning to fun!

Originally Posted by Kha

Spoiler for SECRET AMBITION:

"Dear Passengers, this is your captain speaking..."

Erio almost balked at the way a completely alien voice lanced into his ears and oxymoronically smashed his dream gently. The boy roused and stretched, then slowly cracked his eyelids open, a little disoriented from being suddenly returned to the real world. The cabin was still dark from the long flight through voidspace, and due to his small stature, the young Mondial could not see anything past his rotund co-passenger seated beside him, or over the seat in front of him. He had shut the window shades as after watching them for a long time the auroras of the void started intruding in his sleep.

Erio tugged the sleeve of his coat back and peered at Strada. The device lighted up in sync, and told the boy silently that it was now 4pm Midchilda Standard Time. The captain continued cheerily about the weather at Crenagan Starport, what to see and do in the Heart of the Administration and other well-rehearsed lines, but Erio found looking back at that mental image he work up with.

"And so he came, upon wings of glittering starlight..." Erio recited again absent-mindedly, sepia-color memories flickering at every syllable.

That was a line from a story his then would-be Meister told to him after he and Miss Testarossa rescued Null and Erio from the culling enacted by the Brotherhood of Nod. The two boys were experiments, artefacts and tools of the ruthless organization that claimed to fight for a greater cause. And like broken tools the Brotherhood threw them aside to save their skins. Had it not been for Kha and Fate that day...

"Sir? Excuse me, Sir?"

Erio peered over the mountain of fat at the space hostess with an outstretched hand.

"Could you raise the window shade please? We'll be landing shortly."

With a small 'Oh!' Erio turned to his right and threw the cover open hastily, and for a moment or two, all he could do was squint through the blinding whiteness...

If not for them, and the Aces, and the many friends they had, he would not have been here, waiting for his vision to clear. Slowly, the sleek metals of Crenagan City's skyline faded into view, and the boy pressed himself excited at the scene.

Ever since that day, he was always looking forward to the next step. And here it was, the City of Dreams.

[Cue music: SECRET AMBITION ~Rebuilt Mix 2008~ by Fate Testarossa ()]

Mune ni yadoru atsuki suisei wa hajimari no kodou he
The hot comet dwelling within my heart beats toward a new beginning

"Meister, Fate-san, see you soon."

Having breeched the atmosphere, the craft cruises over the city and out to sea angled for the floating starport, leaving us to admire the Central District, with the Ground Force Headquaters "Quadrangle" and its 4 guardian towers taking center-stage. As the electric guitars and hard techno rock kicks in, fade in the title:

Mahou Shoujo Lyrical Nanoha
Rebuilt of
StrikerS

Furueru yubi nigirishimete shizuka ni negai wo komete
My shaking fingers, grasping upon the silent wish

Speeding down a highway, we see a man in green tones on a bike of burning red. He turns to take a glance at a distant structure known as Southfort Base, the headquarters of his new assignment. And due to his leaning forward, his ID tags were hanging out. They read Vice Granscenic.

Usukumatte nigerarenai kako kara tobi dashitaiyo
Cowering, wanting to flee from the inescapable past

A truck, a trailer and a bus pull into the porch of Southfort and troopers bearing duffel bags and odds and ends filed out and fell into columns of three, chit-chattering amongst themselves. They turn silent and at attention as their Officer in Command Cpt Gard Redel walked up. He scans them in two sweeps then stops. A pregnant pause later, he smirks and shrugs a "What the hell are you guys waiting for?"

The platoon scatters into disorder and enter the building.

Tatoe kiesou na wazuka na hikari datte
Even if it is merely a fading, faint light

Shari is going ga-ga from the second floor at the sheer amount of equipment that the Troopers brought with them. Kai is grinning with expectation, but Aurion is just facepalming at the enthusiatic youths.

Ivanovich and Griffith are walking around the loading bay checking stock and making sure the storemen have it all accounted for. The younger officer waves to Alto and Lucino as they come to claim some stores for the flight department.

Oikaketai ano hoshi no you ni
I want to chase after it, just like that star

Inside Southfort is a flurry of activity. Carpenters putting finishing touches to the decor, cleaners running automops over the tiled floors, cooks checking the freezer and stoves. Even in the dorms, the new personel are settling in a noisy rabble as friends from different units are suddenly united and even more were being made between neighbours.

Genya and Ginga at Ground Central are discussing matters along the glass aisles when they are joined by Aura and Tais, or which the latter starts stuttering nervously at the sudden meeting, so much that he accidently drips some hot coffee on his wrist. He yelps and jumps, spray hot brown lava in Ginga's direction who react with a directed shield, allowing the substance to splash harmlessly on the floor. Aura turns to Tais and starts scolding him, Ginga sticks her tongue at Tais, Tais is throttled-apologising, and Genya shakes his head while laughing in deep mirth.

Subete ukeire sou, dokomademo takaku
Accepting everything, no matter how high it is

Carym, Acous and Schach are enjoying a spot of tea in the Church gardens when a lone Thunderhawk transport rumbles over. Their attention follows it as it lands a tarmac. Another person then joins them, and all three seated Knights stand to greet her. Canoness Maria accepts it and Schach proceeds to pour her some of her special brew.

[Chorus]

Ginga wo mau tenshi no sasayaki
Dancing throughout the galaxy, is the angel's whispers

Teana rains covering fire on several training bots and Subaru skies in next to lacerates the few that remain. Serena springs several drones on her own by throwing some Icy Daggers. Several drones turn to face her; She elborately flicks the long blade of Siegerlion onto its head and commences further intervention.

Tashikana kioku wo tadotte
Persuing these certain memories

Nanoha clicks around her panel, Tesla, Signum and Vita huddled around her, Keroko flies overhead and surveys the training ground, while Fate and Hayate watch from within their chopper. Zafira is there, sleeping on the floor, as usual.

Korekara kitto umareteku shinjitsu he no tobira
The door to truth which will definitely be born now

Sophia squats and with her gloved hand pick up a piece of wrecked Gadget while her fellow Inquisitors mill about the kill zone. Allison asks Sophia something about the piece, and she explains. Elsewhere, Artei is kicking back his legs and sipping lemonade under the warm afternoon sun. He gazes widely at a pair of hot bodes walking by, but is quickly hammered into place by a raging Arisa and watched by a chuckling Suzuka.

Donna tsumetai kurayami ni shibarate itemo
No matter what kind of cold darkness binds me

On a different world, Caro feels the wind in her hair, and looks up. Friediche landing on her shoulder. Wang Liu Meng had been sunbathing nearby raises her sunglasses in the little girl's direction of gaze. A petal flits pass a translucent silouette of Voltaire and his consort Ampere.

Boku wa shiritai kara kesshite tomaranai
Because I want to know, even death won't stop me

Gimmy and Hiro linger in front of the pew discussing tactics, when they are joined by Foy and Taiyo. Gimmy playfully punches Foy, who frowns in return at the joke cracked. Taiyo then points behind them, they turn just Kha accompanied by Sumire and the rest of the crew of the Archangel.

[Closing instrumental]

Nanoha and Keroko meets the Forwards in training with Fate, Hayate and Rein. Zafira plops himself down beside Hayate. They are disturbed by an aircraft roaring past. Genya, Ginga, Tais, Aura do the same. The Belka tea party also stops for the loud contrail.

A step forward, and Erio emerges from the cabin.

The time, was now.

Not much.

Erio is taking center stage in Rebuilt, huh?

And you shafted Zafira! Though at least you mentioned him.

[AdmiralTigerclaw]

Since we seem to be in a demanding mood...

I DEMAND THAT WE BE GIVEN CAKE!


(And don't give me lies. I'll know if you do.)

[PhoenixFlare]

Originally Posted by AdmiralTigerclaw

Since we seem to be in a demanding mood...

I DEMAND THAT WE BE GIVEN CAKE!


(And don't give me lies. I'll know if you do.)

*smacks ATC and hands him the Cake of Lies*

Lower thy font size, please.

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Getting my next Chapter done is a little taxing, but it'll probably be released by Friday.

[Kyral]

It would be truly sad to see this thread locked.

All what Aaron said about the good points of the OC was also something that appealed to me.

As I started posting here, I felt pretty nervous. But you guys where all nice and constructive in your critism and I really grew to like you all and this thread.

Yeah I know, I'm not posting here that often.
Mostly I comment a few things and correct some german without being asked.
Maybe that why I miss often importent stuff like now.
But maybe that's good to, as I am unable to point my finger on someone and say "He/she started it".

But anyway, I say it now pretty cleary:

I DON'T WANT THIS THREAD TO BE LOCKED!

You could say it is my "base" for posting in this board. Yeah, I post sometimes here and thier, but mostly I hang around in this thread.

I understand if people are getting pissed, we are humans, we have emotions.
But I would like for all you people to take a deep breath and think what you are doing.

As Aaron said; Boards don't have a PM system for nothing. If you have trouble try to solve it via PM, but don't destroy the thread I like so much!
The same for me. If I do something what offendes you, please feel free to PM me.
I hope we can stay civilized and be proud of being part of Outer Cadia again.

[ghazghkull]

Originally Posted by AdmiralTigerclaw

Since we seem to be in a demanding mood...

I DEMAND THAT WE BE GIVEN CAKE!


(And don't give me lies. I'll know if you do.)

*Smacks ATC with a trout*

Quiet you.

*Hands ATC a slice of cake*

[Keroko]

Oh, everyone rembers that little Syn/Vivio bit that I posted? Satashi had a reply to that which sparked my creativity again.

Originally Posted by Satashi

And then the eraser on Vivio's mechanical pencil pops off and all the lead sticks falling into her mouth. And then a big scene as she coughs and spits them out. before long she'd be standing in the hall holding a small bucket of water thinking "Why meeeeeeeee?"

And of course Nanoha visits that day for some reason and sees her outside in the hall being punished....

And Vivio gets grounded T_T

Poor Vivio! Keroko, how could you do that to her!? T_T!!!

Stuff like that happens:

Spoiler for and then some:

“Boring boring boring boring booooooring” was the line of thought going through Vivio’s mind as she casually flipped the mechanical penclip up again with her lips. Why did math teacher have to insist on making their explanations so long anyway?

Most of the class around her was in the same state of boredom, some even half-asleep. With a sigh Vivio flipped the pencil up again.

Unfortunately this time the eraser on top of the pencil fell off, and since the tip of the pencil was currently up in the air, the top, which was where all the lead sticks are loaded, was facing downwards. And gravity being gravity, all the lead sticks of her pencil fell down into her mouth. Her eyes widened as her tongue registered the graphite taste and she immediately shoved her chair backwards and spat out the pen and everything else.

“Ew ew ew” she yelled in frustration as the taste refused to leave. It took a moment before she was calm enough to realize just where she was, and turned her head to see the entire class staring at her.

“Uhm…” she nervously said as her eyes scanned the confused, or amused faces of her classmates. To her left, her blue-haired friend Syn obviously had seen what had happened, as she was struggling to keep her lips neutral and her visible right eye was trembling in an attempt not to burst into laughter.

“Takamachi-san, are my lessons that revolting?” The teacher said with a raised eyebrow.

“I… no… I’m…” Vivio stammered, too embarrassed to get out a proper sentence.

“Then perhaps you could gather your thoughts in the hall. You seem to need a bit of time too yourself.”

“Isn’t that a bit harsh? All that happened was her pen breaking on her while holding it in her mouth.” Syn spoke up from her place.

“Then perhaps she should have been using it to copy notes instead of keeping it in her mouth. As she should have” The teacher returned.

“You sound like an evil overlord now.” Syn grumbled.

“I’ll take that as a compliment Virage-san, now I believe we have a volunteer to keep you company, Takamachi-san.”

Syn glared at their teacher. “That’s abuse of power.” She growled.

“I’m an evil overlord, remember?” the teacher returned smugly as Vivio began pulling Syn by her sleeve.

“This isn’t over yet, dark lord! Your evil reign over this classroom will end, I will return, and with greater numbers! We will overthrow you! The age of freedom will come! Your days are numbered!” The proclamations began to fade as Vivio pulled her friend out of the door, leaving behind a laughing class.

The teacher sighed. That Virage girl was almost as much trouble as she was worth. Sure she managed to keep order in the class and keep the class entertained at times, like this one, but did she have to do it in such a tiring way? Oh well, as long as the Takamachi girl kept her out of problems it would be fine. With the class more amused like this it would be easier to finish lessons.

Meanwhile in the hall, Vivio was giving her friend an embarrassed look. “Did you have to do that?” she asked.

“Hey, I’m not the only one who was bored.” Syn answered as she stuck out her tongue.

“Yes, but now you’re stuck here with me holding these buckets.” Vivio said, gesturing to the buckets they were holding.

Syn shrugged. “It was boring in there as well anyway, now we have something to do anyway.”

“Yes, but holding buckets isn’t any more ‘fun’ either.” Vivio returned.

“True, but getting there sure was.” Syn grinned.

Vivio sighed. “How do you manage to get into these situations?”

“Having an irresistible urge to backtalk teachers? Being a smartass? Trying to relieve the boredom?” Syn provided.

“…This doesn’t bother you at all, does it?”

“Eh, its just holding buckets. Knowing our teacher no official complaint is going to be made of it. And it’s only fifteen more minutes until the end of class anyway. What could possibly happen?”

Vivio was about to reply, until two voices reached her ears.

“… So nice of you to come visit your daughter, Takamachi-san.”

“Nyahaha, I’ve been busy with work lately, so I haven’t had time to come and see her at school and I wanted to know how she’s doing.”

Vivio’s eyes tripled in size. Syn blinked.

“Huh. Note to self: Murphy’s Law works just fine.”

Vivio looked around panicky for any cover before her mother could spot her. In the end, she dove behind Syn, right before her mother rounded the corner.

“Are? Syn? Did you do something to get send to the hall again?” The escort, who turned out to be Lady Schach, said in a reproving voice. Syn merely grinned in response. “How do you manage to be here so often?”

“Boredom, mostly. Konnichiwa Takamachi-san.” She said with a small bow towards Nanoha.

“Konnichiwa, Syn. How are things?”

“Just fine, thank you. We were just having a very… ‘educational’ math class, and most of us were resting our eyes contemplating all the information so generously given to us before hell broke loose.”

Vivio sighed in relief behind her friend. Lucky that Syn was a good half head taller then her. Now if only her mother wouldn’t spot her…

“And how did Vivio get there with you?” Her mother’s voice reached her ears.

Dammit Murphy!

“Ehehehe…” Vivio chuckled nervously.

“Well?” Nanoha said.

“I was… sort of bored in class… and I was chewing on my pencil and it kind off… opened in my mouth.”

…

A moment of silence.

“That’s all?” Nanoha said.

“Oh that’s not half of it.” Syn said with a grin. “As soon as she realized what was happening she did a massive spit take just in the middle of Sousou-sensei’s lecture of how important it was to remember to take the result into the further calculation. It sounded like she was disagreeing with him rather violently.”

“Syn!” Vivio protested with a beaming red head.

Nanoha sighed. “Sister Schach, I think I will take you on on that offer of tea. Maybe after we finish I can watch my daughter in class properly.”

Vivio hung her head as Nanoha and sister Schach walked on.

“…I’m dead.” She mumbled. “I’m going to get grounded for sure.”

Syn turned back to Vivio. “Grounded? With that big smile on her face as she was walking on?”

“Huh?” Vivio blinked.

“Yup. She probably did something like that herself, or knew someone who did. I wouldn’t worry about it too much. Oh hey, only two minutes remaining, lets get rid of these buckets and have lunch.”

Vivio sighed in relief as Syn took her bucket and walked to the drain. “Thanks Syn.”

“Anytime V.”

Vivio smiled. She hadn’t just thanked Syn for taking care of her bucket. Vivio knew why Syn had taunted the teacher. She knew Vivio hated being alone, so she tagged along to keep her company.

She smiled. Syn always knew what to say to make her feel better when she was feeling down.

And that’s why she loved her.

[tshouryuu]

I'm not going to get involve in this but seriously, you guys need to chill. Perhaps a nice trip to the North Pole should be enough to cool you guys off, Although I'm scared that the amount of heat from you guys will melt the pole instead :P

Anyway, Kha, while i appreciate you adding Tais in, why is Aura (USB500's OC) with Tais (my OC) in your Secret Ambition Remix? It does not seem to compute...

[ghazghkull]

Originally Posted by Keroko

Oh, everyone rembers that little Syn/Vivio bit that I posted? Satashi had a reply to that which sparked my creativity again.



Stuff like that happens:

Spoiler for and then some:

*snips*

If you want Syn/Vivio, then get ready for when I release chapter 12 of my story then :3

Plans are in the works :3

P.S. Chapter 11 should be out in the next couple of days :3

[Keroko]

I can't wait to read it, then.

[Sheba]

I am not too sure on what side I am standing. I echo the feelings of some people who do NOT like 40k poured everywhere and shoved straight into people's face. I do not have to like it, magical girls + BIG shoulderpads will never compute for me, when I read Saint Church I do have other references to come in mind, namely Dune and Fading Suns but it's likely too obscure for the younguns.
But when I think that there are too much of 40k, I'll let you know.

Too much miltech babble rubs me the wrong way too. A rant in IRC that happened yesterday over the TSAB's team rocket level of military competence made me question why are we designing OCs if all we can do is "LOLOLOLOL 7Arcs and TSAB are eeedeeots!" As far as I am concerned, I find it ironic and fun that one season of Nanoha that added military flavor has spawned tenfold more hate and rants than Gundam, one that always pretended to talk about war and military and its horrors, would have hoped in the whole history of the franchise.

As I see it now, OC cant find a middle ground. It's either too much of this or that, and there are those who have the temptation to godmod their OCs at the point it stop being, well, you know, fun and enjoyable. I have come here to see how I can create with my own references and influences while staying within the limits laid by the nanohaverse. But now I can see why some people who doesn't come here anymore have ragequit.

[Keroko]

Uhm... guys, I know everyone is going to want their say in this, but can't we just drop it at this point and go on with OC-ing?

[ghazghkull]

Originally Posted by Keroko

I can't wait to read it, then.

LOL Well you will have to. *Inserts insane evil laughter*



Oh and chpt 11 is complete, and will be uploaded for all you readers to enjoy tomorrow :3

Just need to do a bit of nitpicking and stuff :3

[Aaron008R]

@Keroko: You're right. So instead of shouting, I just reduced it to loud talking.
I had my passion completely override me for a bit. but my Bruce Banner side is way stronger, so I toned down my speech as per customary Aaron-style. >:3 Thank you for helping me regain some sense.

BTW, love that piece! SynXVivio is moving closer and closer to yuri, and I don't mind at all! Poor Vivio had to go thru a lot.>< And Syn completely WINS for standing up to the evil overlord!XD

And yes! BACK TO OC-ing!!!

Snippet time!!!!

In anticipation of PF's GuardianS: Chapter 8!!!

Spoiler for GuardianS: From the Edge chapter 2 snippet:

[Crusader, Escutcheon, Cranagan City] [January 22nd, MC 081] [2024 hours]

The pressure was intense… every single personnel, be it from Chrono to the rest of the admin staff inside Crusader. They were paying rapt attention to their screens… Waiting, searching, hoping that this first mission would provide desirable results.

If one were to ask more than half of the staff in Escutcheon, they were still vastly unprepared for this sudden call to arms. But for the sake of their objective, they had no choice but to proceed with as much care as they can afford without sacrificing efficiency.

Zeroing in on one person, his current opinion of the matter can be summarized in three words.

“This is troublesome…” Aurion muttered under his breath as he briskly walked away from the room where he delivered the ailing Leona earlier. He had suggested that she see the doctors, but she insisted otherwise. Aurion, despite himself decided to relent to the azure-haired intelligence officer’s request. His left arm reverted into its natural form, a robotic prosthetic appendage. Almaria was attached to its slot above the elbow.

Almaria’s symbol on her surface glowed, [Chief.]

“Yes?” Aurion quickly pressed a button on his left arm, triggering his capability to hold conversation with his device telepathically.

{Detected scrambling signal from the AI-enabled Device, Wyrd. I have already activated anti-tracking countermeasure equivalent to Stormnet Level 4.}

Aurion smiled amusedly, ‘As to be expected from a member of Intelligence…’ He turned to his second device on his arm, ‘Almaria. Set the data-gathering program from Setting X356-728 to X367-458. The keywords are Viper and Chameleon.’

{Understood.} Several lights blipped on her interface, {I have set the specifications as requested.}

‘Thanks.’

He quickly made it to Crusader, the command room of Escutcheon. As the door opened, a sight of intense pressure from everyone in the room greeted him. Everyone observed they’re assigned viewing screens with rapt attention. As he strode him, Chrono spared him a glance before turning back to his own set of viewing screens.

Aurion looked up at Chrono, sending one message telepathically, ‘Admiral Harlaown.’

‘Yes?’ Chrono answered in the same manner, not taking his eyes of his monitors.

‘I’ve been meaning to file a request today, but it seems like the enemy got to us first.’

‘I know. I’ve anticipated you would.’ Chrono replied, ‘Permission granted.’ A hint of a smirk crossed his face before reverting back to his pensive expression, ‘It’s not like you’ll stop if I told you to, anyway.’

‘Thank you.’ Aurion then proceeded down to one of the terminals; the one manned by a bespectacled brown-haired young woman, Shario Finieno, the head of the Communications Division. “Shario.” He called her, “Can I request an interface to the Commu?”

“Dauer-hakase!” Shari exclaimed softly as she turned around. She immediately turned her head further towards Chrono, who just looked at her, nodded once, and focused his attention once again to his terminal.

“Uhm... Roger.” She looked confused, but otherwise made a data-screen appear and secured a connection with Almaria to the Communications Interface of Crusader.

[Connection, acquired. Processing data.] hummed Almaria’s sweet tone in her slot.

“Thanks.” Aurion gave Shari an appreciative nod before walking back beside and a little below Chrono’s post. He waved his left arm sideways, prompting several data screen to surround him in a 180 degree frontal and peripheral orientation.

‘I just need an accurate outline of the current situation…’ he pressed several keys over the 2D keypads that appeared in front of him as well, quickly prompting the screens to browse thru the several area mapping data and straight into direct video-feed information from some of the devices of the deployed troops. A small overhead map appeared, pinpointing the current position of the troops deployed. ‘You indeed have caught us by surprise.’ His eyes narrowed, ‘Then as retaliation, I won’t let anything get by my sight.’

Comments for this?><

And comments later.


P.S. We're on a roll!

[USB500]

*me is overwhelmed by Aaron's statement on Outer Cadia*

Truer words have never been spoken in this manner. I salute you, buddy.

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No updates, though I've planned to post a "what if..." story where Yuuno stumbles across a DVD with the number 3--

*radio static*

Damn. Somebody always likes tempering with the jammer.

[Kha]

Aaron, if I am Simon, then you are Rossiu. You have a way with words that I don't. I can only work by action. Arigatou, abayo! :3

And yes Keroko said the same thing, let's put this behind us; the Thread's having a Mid Life Crisis, and we all intend to pull through! Stop Talking, Start Writing!

The Jesus+Mohamed+Buddha Chou-Seinen Gattai that was shot with an Arrow into Requiem mode said, let there be Cheese! And there was Cheese!

Altogether, we can do this, like we've done before. PEACE THROUGH PIZZA!

I'll just lead by example from now on. Hopefully, the next scene will be up tomorrow.

Originally Posted by Keroko

She ended up buying it too...

I guessed so.

Though I >.> at the thought of making Arisa a mangaka with a complex humor...

...then again, all over her characters (Shana/Zero/Neena) have pretty much the same character... <.<

Originally Posted by Keroko

Too much copy/paste for my tastes. But recently I've been thinking of re-visiting the days of the Rogues, and writing the creation of Rogue Squadron.

Which reminds me to ask who are the "main character" Rogues? They'd be making an appearance in either Episode 1 or 2.

Originally Posted by Keroko

So Hayate needs Frost Nova + Frost Bolt + Blink?

In WoW, yes. But in Nanohaverse, Binds. Lots of Binds. Time Delayed Binds that proc at the same time as she launches her attack, allowing her to bind her opponent even when launching an attack causes the first to fade.

Tactics taken from her father figure of course. :3

Originally Posted by Keroko

*tilts head with an innocent look of confusion* Doushite?

Originally Posted by Keroko

I know, and I agree. One of the reasons I'm dreading S4 is because they might insert a canon yuri pairing for Vivio. Though this doesn't affect me too much, since I'll just have to switch Syn from 'blatant yuri' back to 'sugestive yuri'

But we'll see.

I'm happy as long as they don't do YAOI, cos while I don't anything against it, YAOI have a much bigger chance to proc my Disgust than YURI.

Originally Posted by Keroko

Originally Posted by Keroko

*shrug* Unless you count me as a divine being-

Keroko-chan: Which we don't.

*pouts*

Kha is a Light Planetouched (Yay Neverwind! ) So with Keroko's darker magics, Dark Planetouched much? :3

But of course, this is just pushing it. ><

Originally Posted by Keroko

Angelic Layer is a tough anime for insertion. The anime is so focused on Misaki that it becomes hard to make your character shine throughout the series. A couple of 'aditional episodes' do the trick though.

Indeed, I never bothered to do an insert, just sideline charas. Most of my work end up in fanon extensions, which is what I specialize in. Nanoha is one learning experience in that I started doing things I'd never would've done.

Originally Posted by Keroko

Oh, wow. Kha is going to have a field day with this. This makes a crapload of his ideas canon!

Thanks, but I already have. Remember back in General Discussion, when Selkirk posted the translations? I practically went nuts at the total degree of my vindication (though I believe its because both the Sankt Kaiser Movement and my eagerness to push for liberal religion are the same in principle) but no less was the stretch of Belka religion. Which is why I turned the SAR into the Vatican, and modelled many things off of them. Thus I have Saint Guard. :3

The Remnant Belka Church is Orthodox Protestant. The Brotherhood of Nod would then be Unorthodox Protestant, otherwise known as Ancient Belka. We can certainly spawn more, like the 7 Day Adventist strain of Belka...

Just whether we can be bothered.

It was in that article where Selkirk also posted the translation for Sankt Kaiser, and that was the one he admitted the Kaiser's gender was noticibly left vague.

Originally Posted by Keroko

Erio is taking center stage in Rebuilt, huh?

And you shafted Zafira! Though at least you mentioned him.

Erio's the focus at the beginning of StrikerS because Subaru and Teana got a lot of love, and I don't want to go and rehash everything, so I covered the events that occured when he was off screen for Episode 1 and 2.

Zaffie's just sleeping And no words were actually said in the Opening Sequence, just that Rebuilt Mix, so it is kinda fair. Zafira will have a more prominent role once Riot 6 gets off the ground.

Originally Posted by tshouryuu

I'm not going to get involve in this but seriously, you guys need to chill. Perhaps a nice trip to the North Pole should be enough to cool you guys off, Although I'm scared that the amount of heat from you guys will melt the pole instead :P

Anyway, Kha, while i appreciate you adding Tais in, why is Aura (USB500's OC) with Tais (my OC) in your Secret Ambition Remix? It does not seem to compute...

Ah yeah, its exactly what the Anti-Spirals predicted about how Hotbloodedness can destroy itself.

And once again, like I said in the IRC, Aura here isn't USB's, she is a sentokijin by Ryand-Smith, and in the original work she joins the OC cast after StrikerS. I modified her to be part of Ginga's Trinity, and is speared by Tais taking Point. I did promise to include someone from everyone at least.

KBTKaiser's are proving a little problematic though... >.>

Oh I forgot to mention David Brown! He was also assigned to Riot 6 as a Combat Medic.

[Kyral]

W00t! Stuff posting time!!

It's been a while!


First things first!

Thanks to the nice people of the Image Thread I was finally able to change the TSAB Logo on Rinya's ID Card to the AAS one.

Spoiler for Rinya's new ID Card:

I already replaced it in her profile.


I'm also glad I decided to take a break from my main story (I pretty much stuck) and wrote something for my Dark Setting.

Spoiler for 'Chapter' 3:

‘Lock on’ flashed on the side of the crosshair, shortly before she pulled the trigger and a green flash of light smashed into the targets head, decapitating it.
She watched the target through the scope, as it still stood upright, only swaying back and forth a little from the impact of the magical bullet.


“Pretty good, Granscenic…” The man besides her said, still looking through his binoculars.

“…all targets clear. You’re getting better, looks like this eye of yours is no hindrance at all.”

“Thank you, Iskan-jichan!” Laguna gave the older man a smile. “But I hope I’m soon able to shoot other things than buckets on sticks.”

Iskan laughed as he stood up. “Don’t worry about that, on the next raid you will have plenty of real targets to shoot at.”

Laguna also stood up and sealed her rifle. She let her eyes wander around the run down training hall and felt proud that she didn’t missed a target once.

“Looks like you have visitor, Granscenic.” The man chuckled. “Well, I’m off. Come over anytime you think you need to hone your skills.” He waved her goodbye as he walked over to the first fallen target dummy.
Laguna waved at his back and turned around with a big smile.

“Laguna.” The man said smiling and nodded his gray brown haired head as a greeting.

Laguna jumped forward and hugged him. Vice laughed returned the hug with his remaining arm.

“Onii-chan, where have you been?” Laguna asked as she stepped backwards again. “You said you would over watch my shooting practice today.”

Vice scratched his head. “I’m sorry, Schach and Signum just didn’t wanted to let me go until the meeting was finished.”

“Oh…” Laguna looked down. “How is she…? Signum?”

A slightly painful expression showed on Vice’s face. “She is still at loss. But concentrating on other things helps her getting better. Agito and I try our best to cheer her up too. Damn… it’s already five years since…” he stopped his sentence.

Laguna nodded slightly. “I know, Onii-chan. Don’t worry.” She decided to change the topic. “Well? What about our next raid?”

Vice shrugged. “Well, nothing special. We decided that it would be best if we replenish our supplies. Especially food and medication, we are starting to run low on these.”

“Anything else?”
“Nothing much. Looks like the eastern base was nearly discovered and they had to seal two entrances, but they are fine now.”

“And anything from the Outer Fleet?”

“No… nothing since they had to destroy the inter-dimensional HQ.”
Vice and Laguna fell both silence.

“I see…” Laguna said after a while just to say something.

“Do you really want to go with the next raid?” Vice asked suddenly.

“Yes, of course.” His sister answered without hesitation. “The team needs good sniping support.”

Vice nodded slowly. “Yeah, of course.” He laid his hand on Laguna’s shoulder. “I’m just worried, that’s all.”

“Don’t worry, Onii-chan. I will come back.” Laguna said as she grabbed his hand with hers before she added; “I and Storm Raider, we both will come back.”

With a smile, Vice drew his hand back. “I know. While I don’t like the thought of you fighting in a war, I know that you’re nearly as good as I was, back then as I could still shoot.”

“Yeah, don’t worry. None of the Lost will get me.” Laguna said with a smile.

“It’s not the Lost I’m worried about.”

“And if I see one of the Dark Generals I will do as you said. I run like hell!”

Now Vice smiled. “Good girl. Oh, I nearly forgot. Schach wants to brief all the volunteers for the next raid up in the old water distribution facility.”

“Onii-chan! You should have told me earlier!” Laguna said with played anger.

“Sorry, sorry.” Vice chuckled.

“Any volunteers I know?” Laguna asked while packing her backpack.

“I think Harold Mully and Vivio Takamichi.”

Laguna froze mid movement for while after hearing Vivio’s name. Something that Vice couldn’t fail to notice.

“What? You don’t like Vivio-chan?”

Laguna shoulder her backpack and stood up. “No, that’s not it. I like Vivio. It’s just this stupid talk. You heard that she left her last patrol after she heard another one was attack by a Dark General, right? They say she started to take unnecessary risks and even endangers her teammates.”

Vice scratched his head. “Yeah, but the patrol came back without any losses, even if they had to hide from one of the Generals for some time.” He shook his head. “Remember that Vivio has a pretty hard time. Her mother was killed, her aunt became the very Dark General that hunted her just the day before yesterday, her godmother disappeared without a trace and her best friend is off planet with the same Outer Fleet we lost contact with quite a while ago.” He let out a sigh.

“You don’t have to tell me that.” Laguna said slightly offended and looked to the side. “I’m not a child you know.”

Vice bursted out in laughter.

“What now!?”

“Ah, nothing… sorry, just remembered something. Shouldn’t you go to the briefing or something? Otherwise they’ll go without you.” Vice still chuckled.

“Onii-chan you are strange sometimes…” Laguna shrugged. “Ah, well. I’m going now. Take care, Onii-chan!” with these words she turned and ran through the next door.

“Take care…” Vice said silently.

“And there she goes.” Iskan‘s voice let Vice spin around in surprise.

“Iskan! You startled me! Don’t sneak up on me like that.”

“Let an old man have his hobbies. How about it, Vice? Want to try your luck on the firing range?”

Vice lifted his hand in refuse. “No thanks, maybe another time.” He said sadly.

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The black tower of the old Armed Forces HQ in Midchilda Capital was one of the few buildings that was able to withstand the assault on Midchilda. While the upper floors where no longer existent. The lower floors to the middle had little to no damage at all. But even with the upper floors gone, the old Armed Forces HQ was still an impressive building that rose into the dark sky of Midchilda.

On the now topmost floor, the Dark Lord of the Shadow, Carnage, kicked an office chair out of the way, before he continued walking impatiently back and forth. The chair slithered to the edge of the platform and tumbled, now that no wall could stop it, down to the deep ground below.

“Looks like we run out of chairs…” a voice said with an amused undertone.

Carnage snarled at the speaker. “Cut your freaking sarcasm, Iru!”

Ireul, the Dark Lord of the Vortex, who was sitting on a chair of the same kind of the one that just went down a moment ago shrugged and gave Carnage a bored look from his purple glowing eyes. “Just wanted to say that your impatience don’t help either.”

“She’s late!” Carnage shouted, turned around and boxed a nearby piece of wall.

“Erm… you are listening to me?” Ireul waved at Carnage.

“Yeah, I heard you…” Carnage stopped and tried to calm down. “But can you tell me what the hell she’s taking so long?”

“Depends on who you mean;” Ireul answered with a wicked smile. “Neltharion or Hel?”

“Tch… would be surprising if the latter one would show up. Good thing she is still occupied with hunting the Fleet.”

“Well… at least the first one is here now.” Ireul pointed to the sky and Carnages red glowing eyes followed upwards.

With grace, the Dark Lady of the Black Aspect, floated down on her ethereal dragon like wings and landed softly on her feet.

“I’m back!” she announced, folding her wings behind her back and turning to the other Dark Generals. “How are... Whoa!”

Bringing up her axe like Device, Neltharion stopped Carnages claws with its shaft just in time. “Nel-chan! Where have you been!?” he hissed.

“Hot-headed like always I see.” She said, pressing against the attack.

“Don’t give me that crap!” Carnage was pressing harder. “This time you’re gonna get it”

Netharion’s eyes widened a bit and then she chuckled. “Wait! Don’t tell me you are still pissed about the day before yesterday!”

“Pretty much, yes!” He answered, his eyes burning with fury. “You think you can make a fool out of me!? ‘Raid’ my ass! By the time I’ve got there everything was over!”

Ireul cleared his throat and tried to gain their attention, without success.

The Dark Lady of the Black Aspect also pressed harder now. “Then maybe you should be faster next time! Not everyone is slowpoke as you!”

“Err… Guys?” Ireul tried again.

“I swear!” Carnage growled. “If you wouldn’t be my little sister, I would rip you to shreds!”

Neltharion showed Carnage a big grin and mocked. “If you can fly high enough you are welcome to try, Carn-niichan!”

“Guys!” Ireul shouted.

“What!?” both Generals asked and turned to their youngest sibling at the same time.

Ireul had jumped from his chair and was now nervously stepping from one foot to another. The other Dark Generals were staring shocked at the place beside him, where a dark figure was standing.

”I see you are very lively today.” he said.

Neltharion now seemed to watch the sky, while Carnage found something interesting at his feet only he could see.

”This senseless fighting between to two of you is meaningless. Carnage.” the Dark Lord of the Shadow raised his head a bit and looked at his master. ”Your sister is right; it was not her fault that the raid was over before you could approach the enemy. But that is not all you are angry with, isn’t it?”

Carnage nodded. “I should have fought Vivio…” he began slowly. “I found her first! Nel had no right to …” he stopped as he felt the gaze of his master, even if his face was completely covert by the mirror mask.

”Neltharion was right to stop you. You would have broken her body and this is something I cannot allow.”

“Yes, father…” Carnage lowered his eyes again.

”And you Neltharion. You know of the short temper of your brother and yet you tease him at every possible moment. But that aside, you haven’t tested the girl as I had instructed.”

Neltharion was twitching her wings in uneasiness. “I tried, but she was not willing to fight and used a diversion to escape. I looked for her and the patrol she was with, but they are sneaky little bastards.”

“There is no need to worry then. Her time will come.”

“So… what we are going to do next?” Carnage asked and raised his head again.

“Maybe we should call Hel over here so she can help.” Ireul suggested and smiled as Carnage and Neltharion gave each other a worried look. They could fight as much as they want, but their similar reaction showed Ireul again that they where family too.

"This won’t be necessary." the Master from the Great Beyond said. "Hel will return as soon she destroyed the Fleet and this so called ‘Last Admiral’ that is commanding it."

“Chrono-kun is sneaky too” Neltharion said. “I don’t know many Commanders that are able to evade us with a whole fleet for so long.”

“I’m honestly glad he is. As long he can occupy Hel-neesama he can command his fleet as long as he wishes.” Carnage shrugged.

“Yeah. I like Onee-sama, but I must admit; she’s nuts.” Neltharion chuckled.

"Then we have nothing more to say. The both of you will return to your duties."

“Yes father.” both Neltharion and Carnage said and bowed. Then Neltharion spread her wings and shot herself into the air and Carnage teleported away using the shadows he commanded.

Ireul watched Neltharion fly away and couldn’t help to feel left out.

”You don’t have to worry, my son."

Ireul turned and watched his face in the reflection of the mirror mask. “I know father. It’s just that it’s been a while since I was able to hunt with the others. Somehow I feel lonely…” He paused a moment. “Well I guess the others would laugh if they hear me talking like this.”

”Maybe they would… But don’t think of you as weak just because you feel the way you do. You know how you became one of my children.”

“Yes. I was weak and unable to protect anything when I was still Shamsel Nagisa. You came and showed me how pathetic I was, but you didn’t shun me for my weakness, instead you gave me the power to protect my new siblings.” Ireul looked at his hands.

”It was your wish to become stronger that made me show you the truth. You are a protector, in your heart burns the righteous fury that will destroy anyone who wishes to do us harm. But in the same time your heart still knows kindness. I won’t lie to you; it is this kindness that may hurt you the most. But at the same time it makes you stronger and valuable. As your oldest Sister; Hel, the Dark Lady of the Nocturnal Glacier, found and freed me, I was not completely by my senses. Confused I took too much of her essence. Now her heart is as cold as the abyss she freed me from.
Carnage lusts for battle and blood and he is too easily distracted from things that are more important.
Neltharion is the same. While she don’t seem that way, I can sense clearly that the proud and madness of her Aspect slumbers in her soul.
You can succeed where your siblings can not. Remember this. Your time will come…”

And with these words he vanished, like he never was there in the first place. Ireul starred at the spot he vanished for a moment and then looked down to the ruins of Midchilda capital. “Yes father…”

It's the longest Dark Setting Chapter so far.

Thanks to Keroko and Xgouki for letting me use thier OCs!
I hope I got them right.
Sorry if not! I'm unworthy!


And we have another picture!

I always wanted to draw something for my Dark Future Setting and I decided on a name for it and wanted to make some kind of 'Poster'.

Thanks again to Keroko and Xgouki who gave thier input for the fanpictures I draw of thier OCs. (Yes guys I finally finished it!)

So here it is:
Showing both main heros and all Dark Generals! :3

Spoiler for Dark Future Poster:

[Wild Goose]

What really annoys me is that I had some very good points. Oh well, nevermind, I'll just restore them in flameless version...

"Welcome to Domino's Call Center, this is Goose speaking, how may I help you?"

...fuck I can't remember what I posted so that I can make a flameless version. Well I guess it was a mistake to have curry and hot spicy indian pickle for breakfast.

Now, harsh words have been said. I still wish to say Foxtrot Uniform to Kha, TK, ark and Keroko for dragging us all into this whole mess (though more of a fire a shot into the air, honor has been satisfied gesture). Though admittedly I went abare on the thread.

Now, Kha, you wanna write your stuff, that's fine. I don't give you any shit over your timelines nor insist on Rebuilding them. I'd expect the same courtesy towards other works from you. Also, who are you to dictate what is canon or not? This is the OC fanon. Stop acting like Reiji.

Now, on the issue of compromise, since this got deleted (I personally edit out posts on the other boards where I mod, but that's my style and AS evidently follows burn it with fire so we deal with it and move on), if a writer is going to play in the shared OC sandbox, he'll have to learn to give and take with the other writers. Take Aaron and PF, who ended up merging GuardianS and GenerationS together. If you don't want to play in the OC shared sandbox, well, then, there's Kha's route: Unlimited Timeline Works ~ Infinite Creation of Krack.

Alpha follows the Shared OC fanon up to a certain point. Once that point happens, however, it's made clear that Alpha is in a seperate canon of its own - think of it as a Kerokanon branching off point. Or like how Fate and Unlimited Blade Works branch off from each other.

....jesus, I just realised: This morning, I wasn't AbareGoose. I was AbareReijiGoose.

...setsuboushita... T______________________________________T