Wow, crazy stuff. I love how you ended with an image of them (even if you didn't draw it yourself). I don't see many fics taking advantage of the forum's abilities that normal stories lack, such as the font colouring and images and stuff. Well done. =D
"And this one is from some girl I help get her balloon back... This one is from also girl who I caught from slipping on wet floor... Then there's this one who I helped find her mother... Oh yeah, and this one I-!"
MINI-MINI BACKLOG SMASHAAAAAAA~!!
@Chaos:
That Erio/Cinque/Lutecia/Caro scenario...
I...no, we need more!
...Can you do so, good sir?
I know, brief be my reply...but it's a good piece, yours, I must say.
@Gale:
Garyuu is officially a WINNER!
He knows what his master wants, I see...
@Lowe:
Very, very nice edit there! I very much like Kay in that form...
What with that outfit and all...
*Runs.*
@Kha:
More FileS work at last, eh? I was wondering when you would continue those projects. Now that you have new ideas, they can be commenced again...hopefully. I'm looking forward to further chapters of them.
And since the majority of the last page has been made up of character stats, and I have...*counts* Letters...Aristocrats...others...
Thirty-six.
Anyway, yeah. Making stats for that many will be...arduous. But I'll try. Speaking of those tables, they're simple yet good- although I seemed to have forgotten or missed the person that has the biggest nuke factor.
MY TANK IS THE TANK THAT PIERCES BACKLOG!!! GO!!! PIERCE THE BACKLOG ABOVE WITH YOUR MIGHTY TANK!!! YOU KNOW NOTHING IS IMPSSIBLE!! THROW AWAY YOUR LOGIC, AND KICK REASON TO THE CURB!!! FORWARD!!! FOR THE OC THREAD!!! UGUUUUUUUUUUUUUU~!!
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Originally Posted by LoweGear
I'm not gonna make Mai an ultra pervert like Slaanesh Satashi-sama, so no sudden quickies or innuendos on a whim all of a sudden (I'm sure there are... those who'd want to see that though ), I'm just showing that she still has THAT side of her present, and that she's not just all gloom, doom and bloody murder.
If the mere... thought of him sends her into hot flashes, would she be able to handle such a sight?
Should I have an ambulance on standby?
You're welcome.
Ahh....
And hold back on the ambulance for now.
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Originally Posted by Wibbles
And so it begins...
Spoiler for Enter Doppleganger!:
Hikaru looked at the pendant that was the deactivated form of his device.
“It kind of looks like two magatama beads fused together…” he muttered, then shook his head. “Alrighty, then. Here goes nothing!” He raised the pendant into the air. “Set… UP!”
The room went pitch black.
“Eep!” That was probably Caro.
“Gah!” That was Teana.
“Eh?” That was most likely Ignatius.
“Nani?” Katsuhito.
“I can’t see…” Subaru.
“…” Erio.
“Oh dear…” Miria, definitely.
“HOLY CRAP!! I CAN’T SEE! MOMMY!! HELP!!” That was… wait, who was that?
The light clicked back on. After a moment, the unidentified voice spoke again.
“Ah… I can see again… wait… WHERE ARE MY ARMS!! I HAVE NO BODY!! WHYYYYYY????!!!”
Hikaru looked at the device (which was the apparent source of the voice) in his right hand. It had taken the form of a gun, which for all intents and purposes, appeared to be crying. Hikaru sighed.
“Oy vey…”
<laughs @ Dopp & new Avatar tag>
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Originally Posted by Aaron008R
Mel's gonna daydream a lot...
It's okay. Good luck.
Re: Mel - as if she doesn't already... wait till you see the next short.
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Originally Posted by Aaron008R
Spoiler for Enter: Sophia:
I let out a rare groan of exasperation as I rubbed my head, “You could have at least shook me instead of that attack on my head… Sophia Alexie.”
“Ah-hahaha!” with her trademark taunting laugh, she moved backward and struck a flamboyantly pretentious pose, “You’re in no position to give me orders, old man.”
Still not moving from my reclined posture, “Heh. I’m more than capable of asserting that authority, little lady.”
Her eyes flashed engagingly as she dove in and pushed me back by the shoulders and made an impressive menacing expression as her face loomed over mine, “Is that a challenge, Oji-san?”
Not backing down, I inched my own face forward for a bit and said, “No challenge at all, Sophia. It would only be too easy.”
She closed her eyes and humphed once before straightening up and reaching for her hair, opening one eye in an annoyed expression, “Mou! You’re no fun at all! Can’t you at least play along?”
“There’s a limit to how much I can play along with your games, Sophia. Besides, you should learn to respect your elders first.”
“Who would give someone like you respect?”
“Well… You?”
“Hmph! As if!”
I smirked and stood up, stretching a bit before laying a hand her on the head, causing her to lighten up her scowl and smile, “It’s been a while. How are my gadgets doing?”
“Hehe~! Fine. But wait, aren’t you going to ask how I’m faring?”
“Seeing how you’re acting right now, it’s enough assurance that you’re fine and I should be worrying about those whom you’ve done in instead.” I winked at her, “Any casualties?”
She returned the wink, “Zero.”
I raised a skeptical eyebrow, “Hoh?”
“Survivors.”
“Ahh… Performing as well as ever, I see.”
“Hmph! When did I perform any less?”
“I can name a few instances right now.”
“Don’t you dare.”
“Who’s stopping me? You?”
“Take your pick, Oji-san. Zine Knuckle, Enzan Excorzans or Raising Heart?”
“How about Schwertkreuz?”
At this question, her expression changed to a more serious one, “I can’t right now… For some reason…”
“That’s why you’re here?”
“A little more than that…”
“Okay… Anyway, I didn’t get notified about your arrival.”
“No need for negotiations!” She puffed herself up airily, “I just let myself in!”
Hayate’s expression brightened up considerably as she ran towards Sophia, “Sofie-chan!”
“Chotto-” Sophia raised her right index finger and intercepted Hayate’s forehead, making her stop, “Hayate~… I heard you were quite a wreck here, huh?”
“A-ah?” Hayate blushed lightly as a slightly embarrassed look appeared on her face, “W-well…”
“As to be expected, the shortest Ace is also the biggest softie…” Sophia continued as she repeatedly poked Hayate’s forehead and matched her backward pace until the smaller girl’s back was against a wall… “You’re so typical… The emotional damsel in distress much, Hayate-chan?”
“Ehehe~… Sofie-chan, but I-”
“Do not ‘but’ me, Hayate… I was told that Oji-san fixed you up in a single go… You’re lucky. If it was me, I’d be smacking some sense into your head the hard way…”
“Oi, oi. Isn’t that-”
Sophia looked back at me with a lofty glare, “Just let me finish first, Oji-san.” She turned back to the smaller girl with a half-lidded stare, “Dou omou? Do you still need some fixing?”
I silently shook my head at Sophia’s antics. Yup, where most of the Aces lack in assertive attitude, you can definitely find in her.
Surprisingly, Hayate made a confident comeback, “Hmm~… There’s no way you would ever do that to me. You know I’m very fragile, ne, Onee-chan?”
“Wha-!”
I was only mildly surprised by the fact that Hayate addressed Sophia as onee-chan, but I was positively taken aback by Sophia’s reaction.
The bespectacled girl leaned backward and blushed brightly, “H-Hayate! I told you to stop calling me that!”
“Mou~… But you’re really like a big sister to me already!” she said cutely as she finally found the opening to hug the taller girl.
“Ku-mou~!” Sophia whined as she tentatively returned the hug, still blushing, “Whatever! Just remember that I’ll definitely pound some sense into your head when you get another emo period like that!”
*giggle* “Hai~!”
Now if you looked at it carefully, you’d almost mistake them for sisters… Hmm… Not that far off…
“Sophia?”
“Sophia-chan?”
“Ahh! Nanoha, Keroko! There you are!”
The girls then went on the usual loud squeals and greetings with each other as I grabbed myself a drink and sat down again. I raised the cup of water to my lips…
“Where’s Kha and Blondie?”
The cup froze in mid-action. Uhoh…
“A-ah?!”
“W-well-”
“Ah, them~”
The cup lowered a bit. Oh dear…
“Ara~? They’re not here?”
This is-
“W-well… you see…”
“See what, Nanoha-chan?”
-not good…
“They’re at the clinic…”
“Ah! K-keroko-chan!”
I went ahead and drank the water. You girls go ahead and handle her. I’m staying clear…
“At the clinic, hmm~? What?! Did they knock each other out during sparring?”
“Err… No… It was more like-err…”
“Like what?”
And people think Keroko and Sophia are alike in attitude. BIG misconception. A stark difference, I tell you. Keroko's still as sweet as her sister, Nanoha. Sophia's... What do they call it? Ah. Tsun-tsun.
“A-anou…”
“Hmph! I guess I’ll have to look for myself. See you later, Oji-san!” She gave me a quick wave and proceeded to head for the said place.
I returned the gesture, “Ahh. Later.”
“Ahhh! Matte!”
“Wait!”
“Sofie-chan!”
The other three gave me hasty parting gestures and followed… Bah, I’ll let them handle the trouble… I still need a nap...
Rather short. But it felt enough...
How's that, Kha? Tsun-tsun enough?
Masaka! The infirmary... is that where Kha-kun and Fate-chan are REALLY going to try to become a mama and papa?!
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Originally Posted by Aaron008R
It's time for my most painstakingly made combat scenario. Aurion versus Signum in a no-holds barred mock battle!()
Spoiler for Tyrfing: The Baptism of Fire: part 1: First Strike:
Signum and I strode to the center of the training room.
“To be honest, I’ve always wanted to try my hand against you in a swordfight, Dauer.”
“Hoh? But I thought someone like me isn’t worthy to try challenging the greatest swordswoman from the Old Belkan Wars.”
Signum let out a small laugh and raised Laevatein. “Ha. Stop trying to commend me. Someone who can fight evenly with Testarossa in close combat can hardly be considered unworthy.” She readied her stance. “I’m not going to hold back, Dauer. So I suggest you do the same. Go ahead and use everything you have.”
“Hmph.”
I raised Tyrfing and assumed my own battle-stance. “I’m not holding back. I’m just concentrating on Tyrfing right now and nothing else.” I gave her an amused smirk. “Please don’t be too worried about my welfare, Signum. Though I never expected you to be ever this concerned for me, I’m touched.”
She gave me a light smile in return. “You assume too much. Who would be overly concerned over a person such as you? Or are you trying to psych me out before the fight?”
“Saa, nandarou?”
Rein’s voiced blared over the speakers of the training room.
[Alright! The set perimeters are set. Reeaadyyy… GO!]
Signum made the first move, charging straight at me. What the-
*CLANG!*
Our swords clashed for the first time, pushing evenly against each other. With a snarl, Signum sent her scabbard straight towards my face. I blocked her strike with my left arm and aimed a kick at her stomach. Just when my kick connected, I felt something strike my face, or rather the protection of my face. She kicked me as well! I was flung away by the force of the blow just as Signum was drove backwards by my attack.
“Che. Not bad for a first exchange, huh, Sig-WHOA!”
Laevatein almost struck my head. Luckily, I was able to dodge her strike and struck out with my own blade. She jumped back and took a stance.
“Sorry. But I have no time to listen to your rants. Take this fight seriously, or I shall…”
She finished her sentence telepathically. ‘cut you down.’
She’s serious? Wait, what’s going on?
“Here I come, Aurion Dauer!”
[Exprozion!]
Should I just consider this as advancement from a headstrong woman? Bah, who am I kidding?!
“Fine then. Tyrfing?”
[Ja! Exprozion!]
Very well, lady. The first song is your pick.
And so it begins...
Spoiler for Tyrfing: The Baptism of Fire: part 2: Fierce Trade of Blows:
Ten minutes in…
"Heh."
Okay, Let me asses the situation… If it’s just plain physical strength, I’m confident that I won’t lose to her. Heck, I bet I can overpower her if necessary.
"HAAA!"
Speed? Not much of a problem.
*CLANG*
But if you take skill and experience with swords into consideration, I’m obviously overmatched.
*CLANG!*
As to be expected from Signum, driving me back this far... I attempted to defend against her relentless assault again, only to be driven back a bit more. Several small cuts already littered my Barrier Jacket; with only two or three cuts in her Knight Armor, in comparison.
“Heh. Aren’t you being-” *CLANG* “too serious-” I ducked one of her blows and struck with Tyrfing, only to be blocked by her scabbard, “Signum?”
“I told you-“ [Schlangenform!]
“I have no time to listen to your rants!”
I jumped back and ran around in circles in order to dodge her chain-whip, “How could you be so cold?!” Laevatein, true to its mode-name, struck out like a snake three times in rapid succession, I dodged the first two strikes and blocked the third, only to find her scabbard headed right at my face once again. This time, I tilted my head to let the scabbard pass my head as my left hand shot up to grab her left wrist. I met her glare with my own, “This is certainly beyond your usual cold treatment. I’d even call it fiery anger.”
She tried to pull back her left wrist but was held in place by the powerful hold of my prosthetic arm, “Why don’t you just-” [Schwertform!]
“Shut up!” She slammed her blade against mine, forcing me to release my hold and driving me backward several meters with the force of the blow.
“Laevatein!” [Exprozion!]
She sheathed her blade, “Hiryu-”
Like I’d let you.
“Tyrfing!”
[Hybrideform!] Tyrfing’s blades split apart to reveal a railgun-like launcher in between. Sorry, Signum, But I don’t take time for dramatics with my style. I pointed Tyrfing’s edge towards her, pulling the trigger to shoot two successive shots with two second intervals in between.
“Issen!”
She hurled the flaming chain-whip towards me, only to be intercepted by my two shots. They didn’t quite succeed in stopping the attack, but they weakened it enough for me to- [Break Impulse]
-charge Reishiki up with energy. I slammed my charged fist against the edge, followed by an explosion.
After the dust cleared, Signum could only gape in shock as I held Laevatein’s edge in my left fist, “H-how?”
I whistled as I looked onto the jagged edge of Laevatein, “Atsui na…” I gave her a wide smile, “How about I go on the offensive now, Signum?” An Acceleration Field appeared in front of me. I released the edge of the chain-whip as I dove right in to the said field, accelerating towards Signum with high speed; she quickly imbued a lot of energy into her scabbard to block my strike.
“HAA-!”
I slammed my blade onto Signum’s scabbard, this time driving her back several meters.
“Hmph!” I shouldered my blade, pointing backwards, letting Tyrfing target and fire one round to intercept the incoming head of the chain-whip heading for me from behind. Signum growled in frustration from her failed attack and reverted Laevatein back into its sword form.
“Kisama, so that’s your weapon’s other form?”
“Ha! Indeed.” I said as I held Tyrfing forward for her to see, “Tyrfing’s Form Zwei, and also his most versatile form; Hybrid Mode. Since I’m not really comfortable about fighting with those with your caliber in a swordfight, I have this in hand for some clear shots.”
“Hmph. Certainly a tactic to be expected from you.” She readied her stance.
I smirked at her, “Thank you. Now, allow me to show you Tyrfing’s Form Drei-”
[Gewehrform!]
Trfing’s opened blades folded downward and joined together as a streamlined barrel appeared in place, the secondary handle flipped up and aligned in a right angle with the primary handle while the upper body twisted to align parallel with the second handle; ending with the appearance of a rifle with wide conjoint blades at the base.
“Gun mode…”
“!!!”
“You should have kept your word about not listening and rushed me.” I said mockingly as I aimed at her, “Were you tantalized by my speech, Ojou-san?”
“Shimmata-” She began to rush me. But, I’m afraid you’re too late.
[Stinger Ray] I fired off an energy bolt and she dodged it.
She smirked at me as she let the shot pass, “Hah, not a problem, Dauer!” she’s really closing in.
That’s what you think… I began charging another shot.
“Sorewa, U-S-O.”
“Nani-?”
The energy bolt was in fact a Stinger Snipe shot and not Stinger Ray. It arced back with great speed towards Signum’s back; she turned just in time to block it-
I rushed in myself and pointed Tyrfing just as she was just turning around, ready to fire a point-blank charged shot. A cartridge shot out.
[Panzergeist!]
Laevatein reacted quickly and enshrouded Signum in a defensive aura as she tried to block the Stinger Snipe with her scabbard and my shot with her sword.
“Bullseye.”
*BANG!*
“Aaargh!” Signum was blasted away by my shot, slamming against a wall.
“Hora, hora. Focus and presence of mind, Blazing Flame General.” I said as I pointed Tyrfing at the spot where she was currently crumpled up on. “You don’t usually fight like this. Are you perhaps a little too frustrated to focus? Or maybe you are flustered when facing me… Either way, I think your letting your emotions get ahead of you…”
“………”
“Hahaha…”
“Hmm?”
Signum placed a hand on her head, laughing lightly, “It’s true, after all…”
“Oh? Mind filling me in on the details? Or maybe it’s true that you’re being shy around me?”
“Haha!” Signum laughed a bit more as she stood up, “Me, shy around you? Do not push your luck, Aurion Dauer.” She once again readied Laevatein and her scabbard, “It’s more like I was just fighting with frustration instead of focus.”
“Aw, that’s rather disappointing.” I said in a fake disappointed tone as I shrugged my shoulders, “Then at least, you aren’t frustrated now?”
[Bogenform!]
“I guess that answers my question…”
“Prepare yourself!” [Sturmfalke!]
A searing arrow shot by and almost hit me.
“Err… Okay?”
[Sturm-]
“Whoa!” [-falke!]
A shooting match this time? Very well!
I and Signum took to the air and began shooting at each other with our respective shooting weapons.
And the real fighting starts!
Spoiler for Tyrfing: The Baptism of Fire: part 3: Shifting Scales:
This time, I have the advantage.
[Sturmfalke!]
“Fall!”
“Hmph.” I backpedaled my flight and dodged the shot; preparing my own. “Tyrfing.”
[Proton Bolt!]
Two cartridges loaded.
“Tempest Shift!”
Roughly a hundred of low-powered bolts of energy surrounded me, lancing out at Signum’s direction once I pulled the trigger.
[Exprozion! Panzergeist! Panzerschild! Schlangenform!]
“HAAAAAHH!!” Signum used a combination of her defenses and Laevatein’s chain-whip to destroy most of my shots.
“Not bad, Signum!” I managed to shout out as the chain whip once again headed towards me.
She didn’t answer, instead continuing her battle-cry as she charged straight at me just behind the chain-whip. Much more focused compared to that from a bit back.
Che-. She obviously noticed my advantage at a range…
[Exprozion!]
“Hiryu Issen!”
Damn! Too fast this time. Can’t be helped- “Form Eins!”
[Breitschwertform!]
“Erweiterung!” [Start!]
A shaft of energy extended from Tyrfing’s edge as I struck at the incoming cyclone of steel and flame. This time, it seems like my offense won’t work.
“Go through!”
This is almost a little too much! She’s charging me even during the flame-chain attack! I was able to block most of the force-“URK!”
Signum’s scabbard found my stomach, knocking a bit of my breath. [Schwertform! Exprozion!]
“Shidden Issen!”
I couldn’t do much other than try to block the flaming sword with Tyrfing. I was forced to load a cartridge to take the force.
“HEAAAH!!”
“Gah!”
I felt something collide with the side of my face as Signum apparently roundhouse-kicked me across the head, sending me spiraling away-
[Bogenform! Sturmfalke!]
“Shit!”
I held out my blade and conjured some hastily-made shields to block the flaming arrow, shot after shot, Signum drove me further back until my back slammed with the wall, still being driven backward by the consecutive shots from her arrow. My arms felt like they were being hammered by a wrecking ball.
“Mada mada!” She then proceeded to charge in, still firing.
“Keh- Saseruka!” A cartridge loaded. [Exprozion! Sturm Schneide!]
I lashed out with Tyrfing, sending out a supercharged energy wave at her direction, destroying her shots. In response, she dislodged her blade and scabbard and blocked with both. At least she was driven back- NOW! [Sword Slave!]
Right now, I can manage only one. One copy of Tyrfing’s blades appeared, rocketing toward Signum. She quickly snapped out of her surprise and smacked the blade away with Laevatein. But that was enough- “HAAAAHH!” [Hybrideform!]
*CLANG!*
“Careful now.” I said mockingly as I forced my blade straighter to aim the edge at Signum, shooting once.
“Heh-” Signum twisted her body to avoid the point-blank shot and retaliated with her scabbard. I grabbed it with Reishiki and went into a power struggle with Signum as I tried to point Tyrfing again at her. We were currently locked in place.
“Have you forgotten something, Signum?”
“Ah-?!”
Her eyes widened as she quickly looked around for the disembodied blade earlier.
“Hybrid Slave.”
“K-kuso-!”
The extra blade, having opened like Tyrfing, fired off its own energy-bolt, clipping Signum’s midsection. Enough distraction for me to-
“Ungh-AGH!”
-to ram her until she collided with a wall, hard. As she slid down, I pulled away and converted Tyrfing to Gun Mode; charging one Blaze Cannon as I dispelled the Slave weapon.
“One shot!”
Signum looked up weakly as I fired the shot, engulfing her in an explosion. I let my arm down and gasped for air- only to dodge on impulse; my cheek still being cut when an arrow went whizzing past my face. She’s dead serious!
Signum was there, slumped against the wall a few feet from where I fired my Blaze Cannon… She was able to dodge most of the force. She was holding her bow, also panting. I flew backwards for a bit and landed on the ground, trying to catch my breath… She’s certainly one of the best in her field alright… If I had a normal arm instead of Reishiki, this would almost certainly be one-sided in her favor.
She staggered upward and loaded two cartridges for a charged-oh give me a break!!!
“Let’s… see… if you… can… take… THIS!” [Exprozion!!!]
FOUR?! She’s kidding! I quickly ejected Tyrfing’s empty cartridge slot and reloaded a new pack, “Tyrfing!”
[Exprozion!] I grit my teeth as four cartridges of my own loaded, making Tyrfing vibrate with energy.
The magenta Belka sigil beneath Signum burst into a small inferno of intense flames as she readied her shot; surrounded by a blaze befitting of her title
I concentrated and aimed Tyrfing forward, a cobalt Neo-Belka symbol forming in front of me, moving closer and eventually getting skewered by Tyrfing’s gun-edge and spewing out an energy phoenix figure. I readied to pull the trigger.
“Soar forth! My Falcon!” [Sturmfalke!!!] “Attack!” [Blitz Phoenix!!!]
Two absurdly powerful shots launched from their respective sources; one, an Azure Phoenix and the other a Crimson Falcon. The collision was satisfyingly explosive. I took one big draft of air as I charged in, obviously the intention of Signum as well. We once again clashed blades, with me using Hybrideform this time.
She was smiling slightly at the clash, “Heh. You’re not half bad, Dauer!”
My smile felt more like a grimace, “Just not bad?! No more points than that?!”
“You’ll have to beat me first!”
“Then I guess I will!”
Let’s see… Only two more cartridges before I’m all out. She has three left… Alright, railgun blade tactics…
A showcase of two unique moves. Blitz Pheonix and Sword/Hybrid Slave.
And the fighting gets more intense!
Spoiler for Tyrfing: The Baptism of Fire: part 4: Forgotten Recollection:
“GAH!”
My backed slammed once again against the wall. Signum started charging in, but I aimed Tyrfing at her to fire off a number of erratic-flight Stinger Snipe. Good… Enough recovery time… “Charge up some energy, Tyrfing. Form Eins.”
[Ja! Breitschwertform]
Signum finally slashed my previous shot, sheathing her sword and facing towards me. I raised Tyrfing just as the blades closed, readying a side-thrust position. Okay, a classic do-or-die standoff. But I have plans…
3…
2…
1…
ZERO!
“HAAAHHH!!!”
“CHEYAAHH!!!”
We both run forward, aiming for-wha?!
“AH!” Signum’s eyes widened in an emotion that I could not discern as she promptly stopped her rush towards me and jumped up, floating high above, still with her stunned expression… Her arm went to her hold her ribs. But I didn’t hit her there as far as I can remember. The hell?
I stopped my run as well and jumped back a few meters, readying Tyrfing just in case as I shouted at her, “What happened, Signum?! Injury? Or maybe you just want a little break?” I may not be an absolute expert in reading Knights, but I’m sure that was no feint….
“I-iie…” She shook her head roughly and set a glare at me, “I’m fine.”
I’m not buying that, I spoke with her telepathically, ‘Recollection… from the past?’
A confused frown formed on her brow ‘…I don’t know… It just felt so… familiar…’
‘Maybe we can go into further detail once this is over. Is that fine with you?’
At this point, she took a deep breath and smiled slightly, ‘Which reminds me… I still have to beat you first.’ She then once again readied her stance
I smiled, ‘I’ll take that as a yes.’ Taking in some much needed air, I floated upward to her level, using Hybrideform again, “Very well.”
[Hybrid Slave.]
Once again, a disembodied copy of Tyrfing appeared and started orbiting around me, “One and three quarters against one. Is that fine with you?”
“Hmph.” She took a new stance, “You’ll be needing more than that.”
“Che-. Confident. Well, it shows, anyway.”
Readers of Nighty's works should instantly know of this!
Spoiler for Tyrfing: The Baptism of Fire: part 5: Countdown to Endgame:
Okay, not bad so far…
“Kuh-”
Signum floated backward, with a few wounds here and there.
“Heh-”
However, I’m in worse shape… My left shoulder has a rather nasty cut, and I have far more bruises compared to her. In any case, Signum has sustained more physical impact damage compared to me, so that should even things up a bit… I was forced to abandon my Slave weapon a few minutes ago… I guess it’s for the best for now. I can’t divide my concentration… And I seriously can’t use it to best effect just yet...
“You’re… definitely better… than I… expected…” Signum panted out.
“Hehe… Who… said that… an old Mage… can’t fight… a Knight… on even ground…?” I replied in the same exhausted fashion.
It happened a bit too sudden, but we were once again crossing blades. I was firing as well as slashing and hacking while she had more dodges.
“HAAH!”
Shit! Tyrfing flew from my grip as she placed a well-timed counter.
“Morata!”
No choice, I shielded my midsection from being struck by her scabbard again as her blade, which was used to fling my own away arced down. I blocked with Reishiki, gaining a nasty scratch on my prosthetic arm. I moved forward my gauntleted right fist, purging it to gain some distance.
“Ah-!”
“My turn!”
I kicked with my left foot, the spell boot discharging and launching a large cone-like energy projectile, a modified acceleration field, she blocked with scabbard crossed over blade, being pushed back.
[Discharge: Break Impulse Kick]
"Laevatein!" [Exprozion!]
I lunge forward, right foot first in a plunging kick, going through and being accelerated into the Accel Field, connecting with Signum’s crossed armaments with an explosion.
“AAGH!”
Signum was went flying away, landing hard and rolling for several meters on the ground before once again slamming against a wall. As my vision recovered, I flew backward to retrieve Tyrfing, who was stuck on a wall. Crap, my right leg is numbed a lot more than expected from that attack. All my spell units are gone now; and I don't have much more energy to spare to reform them...
“Damn!”
Hmm… It looks like the attack was also more effective than I thought. Signum’s scabbard is essentially smashed at the middle, rendering it useless.
I landed on the ground, using Tyrfing as a support as I waited for the numbness on my right leg to fade. I tried to recover as much breath as I can as Signum slowly stood up and threw the remains of her scabbard away, coughing first and then panting almost just as heavily as me.
Looks like a small time out is in order… I gripped Tyrfing’s handle harder, willing it to assume sword form again. Signum inserted her last two cartridges into Laevatein.
‘Looks like the next part is the final dance, Signum…’
‘Aah… And I will be the one to end it…’
‘I beg to differ.’
‘Heh.’
‘Anyway, let’s make it memorable…’
‘Hmph. Very well…’
The next part will decide it!
Spoiler for Tyrfing: The Baptism of Fire: part 6: Conclusion:
This time, we both took our time recuperating and assumed position afterwards.
I’ll end it with this, "Ready."
The last two cartridges loaded inside Tyrfing as it started to accumulate a huge amount of magical energy from my surroundings. Focusing my concentration into the Fusion Core, the gathering and shaping process accelerated. A wide, three meter long energy blade with high magic energy density materialized from Tyrfing’s body. I brandished it forward as it finished forming. Signum’s eyebrow rose in intrigue at my new move.
[Saturation Blade+]
“This is a concept I’ve borrowed from Fate and Kha's Zambers.”
"Hmm? Fighting like Testarossa now, Dauer?!" She charged at me once last time.
I grinned as I took a low stance, "Why not?!" I charged in as well and started to once again engage Signum in a clash of blades. This time, I was able to use the energy blade’s size and relative weightlessness to have a range advantage. Despite these, her focused attack is still as hard as hell to defend against.
“You shouldn’t be too confident on facing a Knight in even grounds.” *CLANG*
“Heh. It’s a good experience.” *CLANG*
“I’m afraid to tell you that you’re already losing.” *CLANG*
“Doukana?” In truth, her strikes are starting to get dangerously close… I guess I can’t go on like as long as desired…
“Very well. Would you mind if-”*CLANG*”I bring some buddies along?”
“Don’t underestimate me.”
“I’m not planning to. Reishiki!”
[Stinger Blades]
I redoubled my efforts in offense as a number of smaller blades helped distract Signum, this time, she was on the defensive.
“How about now?!”
“Not-” [Exprozion! Schlangenform!]
“Good enough!”
She used her second last cartridge in destroying my Stinger Blades and driving me back. She then charged once more with Laevatein back in sword form.
“Che. Not bad…”
“HAAAAAAHHH!”
Signum launched into a final onslaught of uninhibited swings, thrusts and cuts even before Laevatein fully reverted back to sword form. My Saturation Blade is actually starting to chip away little by little in my desperate effort to defend against such a crazy assault, not to mention I’m really starting to get the cuts now… Shit… Looks like I’ll have to-…
Bakusai-
Loading her last cartridge; she charged at me with her blade covered in flames as it fully reverted back to sword form. I focused a majority of my energy into my Barrier Jacket.
“It’s over!”
“That’s my line!”
I swung the three meter energy blade at Signum in a final clash of blades.
-Ken!
*BOOM*
"ARGH!"
My blade exploded upon contact, Signum being blown away from the considerable force of the explosion. My increased defense allowed me to avoid the brunt of the backlashing force.
“Madada!”
[Sonic Move.]
I flashed forward and positioned myself to catch Signum. When her back collided with my chest, I clamped Reishiki around her arms and torso, pinning her arms to her sides. It took her a couple of seconds to recover, but she started struggling against my mechanically-reinforced hold on her. Heh. This got to look so wrong when viewed by others.
"Kisama! Let me go!" Her legs arced forward and bent, intending to drive her boots into my knees.
“Hmph.”
I released the couple of binds I prepared beforehand, stopping her kicks and binding her legs together. Growling, she tried to drive her head backwards into my face, but I simply tilted my head to avoid her reverse headbutt and dropped my chin lightly onto her shoulder. I felt her posture stiffen at the gesture.
“You… Bastard!” She tried harder to release her arms against my hold. But I released a fair bit of my remaining power into Reishiki’s frame to reinforce the grip with a Constrict Bind. I willed the binds to tighten their hold, prompting her grunt softly in pain because of the constriction.
“You’re still as easy to fluster as ever, Signum.” I lightly said to her ear as I reduced the constriction and pointed Tyrfing’s edge at her throat instead, willing my device to glow with energy, “Sorry, but this fight is my victory.”
“S-Shimatta…”
After a few more seconds of futile struggling, her shoulders sagged in defeat. Taking the signal, I released my hold and her binds, letting her float down to the floor. I breathed a big sigh of fatigue as I raised my right hand to try healing the cut at my cheek. Damn, how can Fate handle sparring with Signum every so often?
Signum let out a sigh of her own before turning to face me, a disappointed smile on her lips, “It would seem like I was the overconfident one…” She murmured as she held her right shoulder with her left arm.
“Aww. Don’t be too disappointed with the result, Signum. I was barely holding up to-”
“I am in no need of any words of comfort, Dauer.” She then raised her head in a dignified manner, “Especially if they come from you.”
“Ite-… You’re still as cold as ever…”
‘Thank you.’
“Eh?” I blinked in confusion.
She only replied with a smile and continued on telepathically, ‘For the first time, I feel like I can completely trust you with our Mistress and the others’
‘Huh? Would you care to explain?’
‘You wouldn’t understand.’ Her smile became tinged with light mockery, the way she looks at Fate while teasing her rival, ‘As you are not a Knight…’
I rolled my eyes and shrugged, ‘If you say so…’
“How about a break, Signum?”
“That would be nice…” she then turned and walked towards the exit.
Sighing again, I followed her, eventually stepping in stride. ‘I still think I can still hazard a guess. But won’t you at least try explaining it?’
‘Hmph. I’m sure you can figure it out for yourself. That’s what you’re good at, right?’
‘You got me there… Very well…’ And in fact, I guess I know now… Trust fostered between warriors after fighting… I guess this is a good thing… Still, I find it kinda vague.
I smiled at the Aces with Sophia, Tesla, Vita and Shamal as they rushed towards us; some of them went to Signum while some of them went for me… Vita, in particular started berating Signum because of the loss. Shamal looked extremely distressed at our states, mumbling incessantly about over-enthusiasm and essentially giving the both of us a hysterical scolding; almost crying even. Kha was more composed and managed to calm her down enough so they could start healing our injuries.
Hayate looked almost as upset as Shamal, giving both of us an earful about looking like we were trying to kill each other. It took a bit of convincing to calm her down. To make it worse, the other Aces, Tesla and Sophia were not helping because they were also quite as disturbed as her; Nanoha almost yelling at me about overdoing it; Fate complaining at Signum that she was fighting even more seriously compared to their sparring matches; Keroko and Tesla not too much; with me gaining a good whack from Sophia’s harisen on my head for making everyone worry.
‘Next time, I’d like to fight you in Unison Mode for a more interesting match.’
‘Fine. But next time, I will be the one to win…’
‘Don’t count on it… You haven’t seen me go all out. Almaria’s in next time. And it’ll be over a lot faster’
‘Heh. We’ll see…’
“Oji-chan! What were you doing with Signum back there?”
“Heh?”
“Oji-san~… You sly dog… You were enjoying that hold, weren’t you?”
“You two-”
Geez; first, scolding, now teasing?! Somebody help me. Signum looked unperturbed; which isn’t saying much since I’m the one getting all of the teasing. Ow, my head…
Yaaah~! That was fun!
How was it?
Here's a testament to just how powerful Signum is. Before you people think of simply going through the Wolkies just like that, you should think again. DO NOT TAKE AAA TO SS RANK LIGHTLY!
Honestly, I was able to take more liberalities in literary fighting compared to those seen on tv.
One more thing. There's a SRW and Kamen Rider reference here.
Next part: Tyfing's specifics.
Spoiler for Tyrfing:
blades:
sphere:
handle:
Tyrfing:
Tyrfing is one of the most advanced state-of-the-art Armed Devices to date; having been six years in production. It takes the form of a symmetrical broadsword with one long and one short bladed section before the hilt. It has two handles, the secondary one being attached slightly above the first. Both handles have triggers. It uses a Metal Storm Loader at its lower bladed section. It can load up to six cartridges per cartridge holder. Its portable form is a right-arm bracer with a super-deformed plating of Tyrfing in its normal sword form. Tyrfing has a male AI who can speak Japanese when in portable form and speaks German when in combat form. The AI has shown some violent tendencies in some instances. Aurion usually wields this weapon one-handed. He can cast spells faster when the left hand (Reishiki) is holding the sword. But he usually fights with this weapon right-handed.
It’s most notable feature is diamond-like blue gem directly below its cartridge slots. This stone is called a Fusion Core. <SPOILERS>, aside from being an ample power source for Tyrfing; freeing the strain from Aurion’s Linker Core when he uses it and essentially fixing Aurion’s problem with Tyrfing’s high energy drain.
The Fusion Core aside, Tyrfing is not to be considered a superior device when compared to the likes of Raising Heart, Bardiche, Artherion, Schwertkreuz or Tausend Kreuz. It just so happens to have the Fusion Core incorporated to a limited extent in its system to help Aurion with handling his three devices, energy-wise and tactic-wise. Other than that, it’s still just a specialized Armed Device… Or so it seems…
It has three forms. 1) Form Eins: Breitschwertform (First Form: Broadsword Form.)
- Tyrfing’s appearance is that of a standard broadsword. Ironically, this is also its most dangerous mode, because it has a built in feature called the ‘Maser Vibration Schneider’ or MVS. This is a feature that uses magic energy to create an incredibly high oscillation rate along the bladed edges of the sword. It allows him to cut most types of physical or magical defenses with little to no effort. This feature is kept a secret as it is technically an illegal aspect. The blades glow brightly when this feature is activated. Three cartridges minimum are needed to start the oscillation process quickly. Spell-wise, Aurion uses his melee spells to best effect in this form.
2) Form Zwei: Hybrideform (Second Form: Hybrid Form)
- Tyrfing’s upper blades split open to reveal a railgun-like launcher in between. This allows Aurion to shoot high-velocity energy bolts at two-second intervals per shot. The energy bolts have inflexible power-levels. This is Tyrfing’s most versatile form, allowing for both melee and shooting attacks at the same time. Aurion has yet to master using this mode. Most of his melee and ranged spells can be used in above-average efficiency in this form. When the spell Saturation Blade is used in this form, the extended energy blades are also split at the middle.
3) Form Drei: Gewehrform (Third Form: Gun Form)
- Tyrfing’s opened blades fold down and attach side-by-side to each other, a streamlined laser barrel forming above the conjoint spines of the two blades. The second handle flips up and forms a right angle with the first, with the conjoint blades aligning with the second handle, giving the appearance not unlike that of a Gunblade. This form provides maximum shooting efficiency. It has a wider range of power levels and rate of fire when compared to the shots of Hybrideform. He uses his several shooting spells to best effect in this form.
And that's about it for now. The Fusion Core details shall be revealed in the future.
<whistles> I figured from the get-go that Aurion'd win... but I never though it'd be so close.
PURE, UNADULTERATED EPICSIUM!!!! I MUST HAVE IT!!!
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I'm thinking the main reason O'Neil likes the Rogues is because the Rogues are generally a unit filled with sarcasm themselves. Most of it can be found in Wing 1, though.
Take the former XO, current CO, Wes Janson, for example.
Wes: "I've been reviewing engineering and performance statistics." Tycho: "What, while we've been maneuvering?" Wes: "Yes, restraining myself so that you could keep up with me has left me plenty of time for intellectual pursuits. I also composed a symphony and drafted a plan to bring peace to the galaxy."
Or the Squadron's XO, Tycho Chelchu.
Tycho: "I’m putting in a commendation for Lieutenant Janson for bravery." Keroko: "Do you think he needs another one?" Tycho: "Maybe he can build a little fort out of them."
Or how about the Squadron's medic, Ton Phanan?
Ton: "Everybody always asks about the patient. Nobody ever says, ‘What a mess! I hope the doctor is not emotionally harmed by having to deal with it.’" Jun: "Then why don't you go see a doctor?" Ton: "Oh, no. I’m too important a doctor to see anyone as lowly as myself."
And of course, Keroko:
Wes: "Leader, this is Two. Are you crazy?" Keroko: "Two, this is Leader. That's affirmative."
Keroko-chan: *Goes red again* Mel!
Why is it that girls can alway get away with things guys would get in trouble with?
A LARP group? Nice! Next time I'm going I'm thinking of editting my character. Way more combat stats instead of potions and such.
Re: Rogues - <laughs>
Re: Mel - Isn't her straightforwardness JUST SO ADORABLE? And she didn't get in trouble 'cause of a thing called the DOUBLE STANDARD! Though she WILL start to realize how guys think...
Re: LARP - You play Werewolf?
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NOT SMALL BOSS!!!!! She's too MOE and Innocent!!!
THOSE WHO WISH TO HARM SMALL BOSS WILL SUFFER MY WRATH!
You don't see any h4xx... You don't see any h4xx... You don't see any h4xx... You don't see any h4xx... You don't see any h4xx... You don't see any h4xx...
Kha's h4xx power cannot elude our eyes.
Besides, the powah of harem, abused, leads to bad things... Look what the l33tness of Athrun Zala ended him up in.
I've got to say, getting Akira Ishida to voice 'Shujinko' was genius.
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Night~and~Gale: ~ The Final Mythology of the Man who Defied Destiny.
The sleeping lion shall awaken beyond the depths of time, crossing ten billion lights, come to Terra.
Police vibe? Done well? MELIKES!
That sounded kinda gruesome...
Acutally that was pretty tame you should have heard some of the stories my teacher in Criminal Investigation (Detective Sergeant for the State Police, he was awesome) told us. (had pictures sometimes too) One that sticks out is about a body he had to examine that they found under a bridge over a river it was bloated from having been in the water for god knows how long, it had probably washed up like a week before though so it now stunk unbelievably with a combination of dank river water and rotting flesh, it was almost green/black all over from decomposition, and something had eaten most of the soft tissue off it while it was in the river (animals like the face in particularly)
Hell you should see some of the stuff that was in my texebooks! Debates posting something… Na I don’t think you need to see what it looks like a naked very overweight man puts a shotgun under his chin pulls the trigger and then rots on the floor for a couple days.
Ah the joys and glory of police work, I can’t wait.
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*phew*
Now THIS is truly THE most DIFFICULT piece I've ever written for OC
Someone here said that descriptive writing was more difficult than script-style, and he was right. But, in order to bring this Arc of mine to a conclusion, I felt that the effort was worth it.
Well, it looks like there are more character stat sheets than I thought...
So, to add to the roster, here's a few of mine:
V:
Melee: 8.
Range: 5/6.
Nuke: 2.
Psycho Power: 10. (What?
*Runs*)
Marcellus:
Melee: 1.
Range: 9.
Nuke: 2/3.
Alaeith:
Melee: 7/8.
Range: 5.
Nuke: 2.
Treating Vita like a sister and often getting pummeled: 8.
Eheh... Yeah, my sense of humor is dry.
Edgar:
Melee: 8.
Range: ??? (Undecided)
Nuke: 1.
Those are only a very, very few out of my boudoir of characters...eh...and I fail at making fourth statistic sections like you all do. My humor isn't exactly up to scratch.
@Lowe:
And I can't believe I missed your piece when I last posted...
WIN!
And, alas, through all that has happened, there's a happy ending after all...if that is the ending.
I can understand why it was difficult for you to write, as you said, but you came through with the piece excellently in the end.
Wow, crazy stuff. I love how you ended with an image of them (even if you didn't draw it yourself). I don't see many fics taking advantage of the forum's abilities that normal stories lack, such as the font colouring and images and stuff. Well done. =D
If you have the means to better spruce up your story visually, it helps to actually do so.
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Originally Posted by Nightengale
Kha's h4xx power cannot elude our eyes.
Besides, the powah of harem, abused, leads to bad things... Look what the l33tness of Athrun Zala ended him up in.
I've got to say, getting Akira Ishida to voice 'Shujinko' was genius.
... and the PIMP gets his just desserts From the Tsundere to the Shy girl to the angry woman and even the servant robot
Now THAT was a very bad dream indeed
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Originally Posted by Tk3997
Acutally that was pretty tame you should have heard some of the stories my teacher in Criminal Investigation (Detective Sergeant for the State Police, he was awesome) told us. (had pictures sometimes too) One that sticks out is about a body he had to examine that they found under a bridge over a river it was bloated from having been in the water for god knows how long, it had probably washed up like a week before though so it now stunk unbelievably with a combination of dank river water and rotting flesh, it was almost green/black all over from decomposition, and something had eaten most of the soft tissue off it while it was in the river (animals like the face in particularly)
Hell you should see some of the stuff that was in my texebooks! Debates posting something… Na I don’t think you need to see what it looks like a naked very overweight man puts a shotgun under his chin pulls the trigger and then rots on the floor for a couple days.
Ah the joys and glory of police work, I can’t wait.
Ah, the gory details of murder. From chopped up body parts stored individually in plastic bags in refrigerators to bodies found in sewage tanks to innards splattered all over the place, with pieces of brain, intestine, and other god knows what, to the wonder of nature completely liquiefying a body in a bag (Okay, that one was from CSI, but still...) Lab forensics is one thing, field duty is quite another entirely
Been a fan of forensics long before before the phenomena that is CSI, so yep I can at least understand what you're going to be expecting (Is it bad that I can actually eat while watching a documentary with a graphic autopsy showing all the poor guy's rotten innards and not get sick?).
Just hope you can keep to your stomach out there
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Say it with me now. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh", still nice though we need some love, love to counter balance all the GAR, angst, and ultra-violence.
And all the badass WIN and AWESOME
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Against all the evil that hell can conjure, all wickedness that mankind can produce... We will send unto them, only you.
If you have the means to better spruce up your story visually, it helps to actually do so.
Before I used to use text and colour stuff to make it look like it was an Ace Combat battle or something, but ultimately the strain of typing it out constantly became a hassle. I'm considering going back to that now though.
Now THIS is truly THE most DIFFICULT piece I've ever written for OC
Someone here said that descriptive writing was more difficult than script-style, and he was right. But, in order to bring this Arc of mine to a conclusion, I felt that the effort was worth it.
[Warning: Dangerous levels of sweet and fluffy Cheesium ahead, recommend Insulin Shots beforehand to prevent diabetes]
Spoiler for Sunrise:
The dawn brought with it cold seaborne breezes, blowing gently over the waters of the bay, and permeating the atmosphere with the cool, invigorating scent of the tropical oceans that with each breath penetrated and spread through one’s self, refreshing the body for the still early day. The dim, soft, orange glow of the rising sun crept away at the bluish darkness of the skies.
Amidst the surface of the dark waters yet to receive the sun’s grace of light, stood a long, concrete bridge, lined on its flanks by equally long, wooden catwalks, which appeared to stretch on to the horizon of the west still shrouded by darkness. It is known as the Friendship Trail Bridge, a place that once served as one of three arteries connecting the cities of St. Petersburg to the west, still shrouded by the evening darkness, and Tampa to the east, adorned by the rising sun. Now closed to vehicular traffic, it is a span most frequented by the early morning joggers and bicyclists, performing their warm-up exercises nearby, wishing to fulfill their quota for physical fitness; the fishermen by the catwalks laden with their assortment of gear wishing to snatch the living prizes of the bay; and most of all the average casual early morning person, wishing to behold the early morning wonders of this living estuary, to invigorate and calm the soul, to tackle the day ahead.
But for one soul, nature’s wonders could not grant her peace.
She leaned her elbows forward unto the railings by the catwalk, and bowed her head, looking out at the distant waters by the horizon. The young brunette girl seemed to quietly ponder a thought, whose subject only she was privy to. But the subdued yet visible distress in her expression told of a worry that might soon manifest itself. And with each inch that the golden sun rose over the horizon, her worry grew more and more pronounced.
“Matsuri, what’s wrong?”
Leaning to her left she saw the young boy with whom she had arrived with, stretching his arms and breaking the remnants of his slumber with a yawn. His question seemed to lift her from her quiet reverie, and yet her distress remained.
“It’s been three days now since you’ve arrived here Shinji. Three days.”
Her partner wrapped his arms over her shoulders, pulling her to him. She felt his gentle warmth spreading through her, the morning chill leaving her body. Truly, she was grateful for his simple act of affection, of which she openly savored, and reciprocated by leaning her head on his stern yet accepting shoulder.
Yet she was still troubled, even more so now. And she knew exactly why.
“To think that you’ll be leaving so quickly. After only three days…”
“Yeah.” Her partner answered, his sad sentiment matching her own, as with both hands he took her into his chest.
His lavender scent mingled with the cool, ocean breeze, a scent that subtly blanketed her, a scent that relaxed her nerves. The soft radiant sunrays that bathed them in much need warmth, along with his protective embrace. The slow, delicate stroking of her hair by his gentle fingers. Her heart beating in sync with his own rhythm. And when she looked at him he greeted her with his honest smile, and his fond, tender gaze that he filled with the sight of only her, and filled her soul with indescribable love. Each second she spent with him, each moment in his presence, her heart felt content. Needed. Fulfilled. Their silent bliss. As with all who know of such joy, she wished for time to grant her eternal wish, her selfish desire. To remain in this embrace forever.
But that same contentment was the reason for her distress. As time is unforgiving, stopping for sake of no puny man, no puny woman. Because soon, her short-lived eternity of peace will stop.
And there was also her guilt.
“Three days. I wish I had spent them better. That instead of doubting you, I had spent them understanding you. I wish I hadn’t been so arrogant and stubborn, so I could’ve seen the person that you are, instead of the program that composed you….”
That guilt filled her breaking voice as she buried her face by his neck, her warm tears flowing freely, staining his skin with her sadness.
“…I wish… I wish so badly…”
“Don’t wish Matsuri.”
She looked up at his confidently smiling face, his consoling whisper meek, yet carrying an unexplainable strength.
“Don’t wish for that we cannot have.
I also wished that we had revealed the truth to you in better circumstances. I wished that I had spent with your company, sharing each happiness with you, rather than chasing for your understanding.”
His voice seemed to falter for a second, but melancholy did not reign over his voice.
“But those same circumstances revealed how much you actually mean to me Matsuri. If I never knew the pain of loss, I would never appreciate how much your trust meant to me.”
She tugged on his shirt tighter now, bowing her head. “And I might have never changed...” She added with her own trembling voice, broken by the shame she held, for the weakness she perceived in herself. Quietly she shed her remorseful tears, desiring to let out the guilt that afflicted her that tender moment.
Carefully, she found herself pried from her position by his arms. She felt her face flush with her racing blood as he cupped his right hand by her cheek, and wiping away her tears with a careful stroke of his thumb.
“The past is over now. No matter how much pain we may have gone through in the last few days, we’re here now. All that matters to now, is that you’re here now with me...”
He gently lifted her face by the chin, and once again she found herself gazing at his compassionate eyes.
“…and I’m here for you.”
With those words, the haze of distress that clouded her sight lifted, and for the first time, she truly saw his eyes. In the soft gaze of his dark, caring eyes she felt a force on her soul, unquestioning, unassuming, indiscriminately dissolving the melancholy that held sway to her emotions. What was this force taking over her pitiful soul? This warm acceptance that filled her beating heart with hope? And what was that she saw falling from those tender eyes of his? A tear? But this was not a tear shed for sadness. It was a tear from his own well of emotion that could not be contained any longer. A tear for both of them.
As he had done so gently for her, she slowly raised both her hands to his face, and wiped away the lone tear.
No more was she burdened by the weight of guilt. Gone was the despair that had clouded her mind. Defeated was the pain that only a short while ago suffocated her feelings. There was only a still calmness in her soul. And in that calm, was reflected the image of this very moment of solitude between them.
He had been her source of light in dark times. Her beacon of hope when all seemed lost. Where all had abandoned her, he had persisted, and in his care she had slowly flourished with the kindness that he freely gave to her.
Now, there were words she wished to declare. And for the first time today, her expression was dispelled of all sadness. For the first time today, she smiled. A smile filled with her own compassion, her own tenderness. Most of all, a smile overflowing with gratitude. And with her voice filled with the essence of her warm smile, she spoke to him.
“Thank you Shinji. You don’t know how much your words mean to me. Your kind words have always meant a lot to me, and I cherish them always. But just as you say that you are here for me, I want you to know that I too, will always be here for you.
I made a mistake once, of seeing you by the external parts that composed you, and not the heart of the person inside, and because of that I nearly lost the most precious person in my life. I won’t make that mistake again. No, I cannot make that same mistake again. Because it would pain me greatly to lose you again, you who gave my life so much meaning, you who can make me smile like I do now.
I know that you’ll be leaving for a place that I cannot yet hope to follow. A place filled with many marvelous and dangerous things that I can’t imagine, let alone explain. But no matter where you go Shinji, know that I will always be here, as I have for the last two years, willing to accept you as you are. Let me care for you, as you have cared for me. Let me be kind to you, as your kindness has for me. And let me love you, like the love that you have given me today.”
“Matsuri…” He could only utter her name in reply, an honored name he treasured and called out with much reverence. She blushed to hear him say it so tenderly. And she watched as he too reddened from his words. The smile she wore could not be any more beautiful than at that moment.
It was his turn now to receive. To bask in the radiant warmth that she beamed from her smile, and her sincere pledge. A sight that touched him deeply. It was now his silent tears that fell, his tears that responded to her honest words of love.
“Now Shinji, please allow me to repay the kindness that you have given me. I hope you don’t mind.”
“Don’t mind what?” He asked bewildered, as the girl removed her hands from his face, and laid them on his chest, his curious anticipation building slowly as she stroked his chest.
“Close your eyes for me please?” she whispered to him, complying in kind. Even as she closed her own eyes, his gentle face, so relaxed, as if sleeping. The face of the man to whom she pledged her love to, she will forever engrave in her mind, and her heart.
Hushed now, as she leaned her face towards his.
“Shinji my love, thank you.”
Holy Sweet Cheesium! The Sugar level of that was OVER 9000! I almost used up a box of kleenex reading!
Lowe you've really outdone yourself this time! If only this could be posted on FF.net; I'm sure it'll roll in rave reviews like CRAZY!!!
All holidays come to an end, but as they say, it is the first day of the rest of your life. But for DA MAN here, its the both of YOUR lives! Way to go, Shinji! And well done Lowe!
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Originally Posted by Nightengale
Kha's h4xx power cannot elude our eyes.
Besides, the powah of harem, abused, leads to bad things... Look what the l33tness of Athrun Zala ended him up in.
I've got to say, getting Akira Ishida to voice 'Shujinko' was genius.
I'll keep that in mind. :3
And GUYS! I don't mean to show off, but check out my new Avatar and Sig set! The siggy's a little squashed due to Animesuki rules, regrettably. Here's the unobscured one!
I'm a noob @ Photoshocking, so it's rather amatuerish. I tried to extend Riot Zamber to make it look better, so what I did was draw a few lines, sampled a color, then paintbrushed the thing over. Is that how it's one? How else can I improve?
And I accidentally saved over the original file before resizing to AS rules... So no Infinite Spell Forge chant.
Thanks for the reviews, not sure about posting at FF.net though
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I'll keep that in mind. :3
Der Kleriker better, lest he ends up in the same situation.
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And GUYS! I don't mean to show off, but check out my new Avatar and Sig set! The siggy's a little squashed due to Animesuki rules, regrettably. Here's the unobscured one!
I'm a noob @ Photoshocking, so it's rather amatuerish. I tried to extend Riot Zamber to make it look better, so what I did was draw a few lines, sampled a color, then paintbrushed the thing over. Is that how it's one? How else can I improve?
And I accidentally saved over the original file before resizing to AS rules... So no Infinite Spell Forge chant.
Oooooh Nice Set Like how your ava appears to blur into the background with the inner glow. For your sig, sucks to lose the original and Infinite Spell Forge Although it's a good simple sig. The pairing of Fate and Kluize Archer is definitely unusual, but awesome And the extended Zamber blade looks great
Couldn't you just make space for the chant by lengthening the banner? Or was the background really only that short?
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Against all the evil that hell can conjure, all wickedness that mankind can produce... We will send unto them, only you.
Der Kleriker better, lest he ends up in the same situation.
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Oooooh Nice Set Like how your ava appears to blur into the background with the inner glow. For your sig, sucks to lose the original and Infinite Spell Forge Although it's a good simple sig. The pairing of Fate and Kluize Archer is definitely unusual, but awesome And the extended Zamber blade looks great
Couldn't you just make space for the chant by lengthening the banner? Or was the background really only that short?
"Archer" here is a spoiler actually. This is the form Kha takes once he completes Schneiderform. His hair is white due to Chibi-Sakura being unisoned in to manage the Shadow energies running the system. This also hints that Kha is taking another step closer to becoming Kluize. But at the same time, he has already widely deviated from Kluize's memories now, so what he's going to become is a mystery.
As for the specifics of what makes the completed Schneiderform, I'll leave it for another time.
OK I should try, but it's late. I'll get it done tmr. The only problem I think I'll face is that Riot Zamber is going to have to become even longer, since I can't get the curved end correct.
"Archer" here is a spoiler actually. This is the form Kha takes once he completes Schneiderform. His hair is white due to Chibi-Sakura being unisoned in to manage the Shadow energies running the system. This also hints that Kha is taking another step closer to becoming Kluize.
As for the specifics of what makes the completed Schneiderform, I'll leave it for another time.
And Kha is one step closer to ultimate H4XXOR
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OK I should try, but it's late. I'll get it done tmr. The only problem I think I'll face is that Riot Zamber is going to have to become even longer, since I can't get the curved end correct.
How so? Even though I think that considering it's length, you really shouldn't be able to see Riot Zamber's curved tip in that sig
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Against all the evil that hell can conjure, all wickedness that mankind can produce... We will send unto them, only you.
Ah, the gory details of murder. From chopped up body parts stored individually in plastic bags in refrigerators to bodies found in sewage tanks to innards splattered all over the place, with pieces of brain, intestine, and other god knows what, to the wonder of nature completely liquiefying a body in a bag (Okay, that one was from CSI, but still...) Lab forensics is one thing, field duty is quite another entirely
Well at least you have a trump card if you ever get into a "what's the grossest thing you've ever seen" discussion.
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Been a fan of forensics long before before the phenomena that is CSI, so yep I can at least understand what you're going to be expecting (Is it bad that I can actually eat while watching a documentary with a graphic autopsy showing all the poor guy's rotten innards and not get sick?).
Na we watched an autopsy tape of a guy that ODed and then laid in an alley for a few days in class (dude was one hairy beast), and I was munching on some chips the whole time. The professors comments to listen for the “really unique sound” when they separate the top of the skull from the brain was another highlight, like I said he rocked.
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Just hope you can keep to your stomach out there
Luckily a weak stomach is never something I’ve been afflicted with. I acutally had a chance to attend and autopsy, but something came up.
But as I later added, Kha has almost completely deviated from Kluize's memories, so what Kha will become is a mystery.
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How so? Even though I think that considering it's length, you really shouldn't be able to see Riot Zamber's curved tip in that sig
Quite true. And now I couldn't resist but make the changes. Pretty fast, surprisingly. Added some font effects to the header and footers. As before, the Zamber took the longest and now it looks really really long...
Well at least you have a trump card if you ever get into a "what's the grossest thing you've ever seen" discussion.
Having parents who work in law enforcement and medicine does give you ALOT of access to views of the gory side of the human body
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Na we watched an autopsy tape of a guy that ODed and then laid in an alley for a few days in class (dude was one hairy beast), and I was munching on some chips the whole time. The professors comments to listen for the “really unique sound” when they separate the top of the skull from the brain was another highlight, like I said he rocked.
"Really unique sound"?
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Luckily a weak stomach is never something I’ve been afflicted with. I acutally had a chance to attend and autopsy, but something came up.
I wish I could actually have a chance to attend one
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But as I later added, Kha has almost completely deviated from Kluize's memories, so what Kha will become is a mystery.
Maybe an even greater H4XXOR then?
Or even this dimension's Mega Playboy
*runs*
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Quite true. And now I couldn't resist but make the changes. Pretty fast, surprisingly. Added some font effects to the header and footers. As before, the Zamber took the longest and now it looks really really long...
What do you guys think now?
At least the chant looks better now, although the Riot Zamber become incredibly long, a bit too long infact. Although Fate does expand the Zamber blade against Tre
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Against all the evil that hell can conjure, all wickedness that mankind can produce... We will send unto them, only you.
At least the chant looks better now, although the Riot Zamber become incredibly long, a bit too long infact. Although Fate does expand the Zamber blade against Tre
I dunno, but I like it really long for some reason...
I suppose if its not out of shape, we can overlook the length.
But as I later added, Kha has almost completely deviated from Kluize's memories, so what Kha will become is a mystery.
Quite true. And now I couldn't resist but make the changes. Pretty fast, surprisingly. Added some font effects to the header and footers. As before, the Zamber took the longest and now it looks really really long...
What do you guys think now?
Very nice! After all, what else can be said about Fate in Sonic Form...
*Runs.*
Ah, seriously, it's good work. Now that you've added the USF chant, it looks...snazzier. And we see ol' Kluize again.
Kha will separate from Kluize's memories, eh? To agree with Lowe...
The possibilities of what he might become are ENDLESS!
Hey, it's an honor to have 'Circus' associated with l33tness of aerial dog-fights.
Half of Akira's dogfighting concepts, aside from Freedom/Strike was based off this anyway for me.
I stand corrected.
Still, I find the others a tad cooler.
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W-wait... Does Keroko's attack have trails? (Itano Circus reference...)
Sometimes, depends on how much dramatic effect is needed. Usually they only leave as small trail, making them look like beams.
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It seems like more her style. Since she can both shoot and go melee anytime, but only nuke sometimes (nuking is inderect, right?)... It fits!
Yup, and to add: She only has one nuke. Ion Cannon Breaker. Seismic Charge is about as powerfull as one Hreasvelgr shot, and Dragon Soul... well, look at Fate's one-hit Tre swordswing KO, only black.
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Wouldn't blame you, after everyone kept saying Keroko-chan was tsundere
Don't remind me.
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Don't have a full list yet... but she'll definitely be getting most of the abilities in this example, or at least something similar (ignoring the first awesome 45 seconds ):
Spoiler for Hyakuretsu Ouka Zan!:
Wow, that is awesome.
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I concur Ultimate Dogfighter suits Keroko well
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Since Keroko is an expert in aerial combat, I think Ultimate Dog-Fighter suits her well.
Decisions, decisions.
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*phew*
Now THIS is truly THE most DIFFICULT piece I've ever written for OC
Someone here said that descriptive writing was more difficult than script-style, and he was right. But, in order to bring this Arc of mine to a conclusion, I felt that the effort was worth it.
[Warning: Dangerous levels of sweet and fluffy Cheesium ahead, recommend Insulin Shots beforehand to prevent diabetes]
Spoiler for Sunrise:
The dawn brought with it cold seaborne breezes, blowing gently over the waters of the bay, and permeating the atmosphere with the cool, invigorating scent of the tropical oceans that with each breath penetrated and spread through one’s self, refreshing the body for the still early day. The dim, soft, orange glow of the rising sun crept away at the bluish darkness of the skies.
Amidst the surface of the dark waters yet to receive the sun’s grace of light, stood a long, concrete bridge, lined on its flanks by equally long, wooden catwalks, which appeared to stretch on to the horizon of the west still shrouded by darkness. It is known as the Friendship Trail Bridge, a place that once served as one of three arteries connecting the cities of St. Petersburg to the west, still shrouded by the evening darkness, and Tampa to the east, adorned by the rising sun. Now closed to vehicular traffic, it is a span most frequented by the early morning joggers and bicyclists, performing their warm-up exercises nearby, wishing to fulfill their quota for physical fitness; the fishermen by the catwalks laden with their assortment of gear wishing to snatch the living prizes of the bay; and most of all the average casual early morning person, wishing to behold the early morning wonders of this living estuary, to invigorate and calm the soul, to tackle the day ahead.
But for one soul, nature’s wonders could not grant her peace.
She leaned her elbows forward unto the railings by the catwalk, and bowed her head, looking out at the distant waters by the horizon. The young brunette girl seemed to quietly ponder a thought, whose subject only she was privy to. But the subdued yet visible distress in her expression told of a worry that might soon manifest itself. And with each inch that the golden sun rose over the horizon, her worry grew more and more pronounced.
“Matsuri, what’s wrong?”
Leaning to her left she saw the young boy with whom she had arrived with, stretching his arms and breaking the remnants of his slumber with a yawn. His question seemed to lift her from her quiet reverie, and yet her distress remained.
“It’s been three days now since you’ve arrived here Shinji. Three days.”
Her partner wrapped his arms over her shoulders, pulling her to him. She felt his gentle warmth spreading through her, the morning chill leaving her body. Truly, she was grateful for his simple act of affection, of which she openly savored, and reciprocated by leaning her head on his stern yet accepting shoulder.
Yet she was still troubled, even more so now. And she knew exactly why.
“To think that you’ll be leaving so quickly. After only three days…”
“Yeah.” Her partner answered, his sad sentiment matching her own, as with both hands he took her into his chest.
His lavender scent mingled with the cool, ocean breeze, a scent that subtly blanketed her, a scent that relaxed her nerves. The soft radiant sunrays that bathed them in much need warmth, along with his protective embrace. The slow, delicate stroking of her hair by his gentle fingers. Her heart beating in sync with his own rhythm. And when she looked at him he greeted her with his honest smile, and his fond, tender gaze that he filled with the sight of only her, and filled her soul with indescribable love. Each second she spent with him, each moment in his presence, her heart felt content. Needed. Fulfilled. Their silent bliss. As with all who know of such joy, she wished for time to grant her eternal wish, her selfish desire. To remain in this embrace forever.
But that same contentment was the reason for her distress. As time is unforgiving, stopping for sake of no puny man, no puny woman. Because soon, her short-lived eternity of peace will stop.
And there was also her guilt.
“Three days. I wish I had spent them better. That instead of doubting you, I had spent them understanding you. I wish I hadn’t been so arrogant and stubborn, so I could’ve seen the person that you are, instead of the program that composed you….”
That guilt filled her breaking voice as she buried her face by his neck, her warm tears flowing freely, staining his skin with her sadness.
“…I wish… I wish so badly…”
“Don’t wish Matsuri.”
She looked up at his confidently smiling face, his consoling whisper meek, yet carrying an unexplainable strength.
“Don’t wish for that we cannot have.
I also wished that we had revealed the truth to you in better circumstances. I wished that I had spent with your company, sharing each happiness with you, rather than chasing for your understanding.”
His voice seemed to falter for a second, but melancholy did not reign over his voice.
“But those same circumstances revealed how much you actually mean to me Matsuri. If I never knew the pain of loss, I would never appreciate how much your trust meant to me.”
She tugged on his shirt tighter now, bowing her head. “And I might have never changed...” She added with her own trembling voice, broken by the shame she held, for the weakness she perceived in herself. Quietly she shed her remorseful tears, desiring to let out the guilt that afflicted her that tender moment.
Carefully, she found herself pried from her position by his arms. She felt her face flush with her racing blood as he cupped his right hand by her cheek, and wiping away her tears with a careful stroke of his thumb.
“The past is over now. No matter how much pain we may have gone through in the last few days, we’re here now. All that matters to now, is that you’re here now with me...”
He gently lifted her face by the chin, and once again she found herself gazing at his compassionate eyes.
“…and I’m here for you.”
With those words, the haze of distress that clouded her sight lifted, and for the first time, she truly saw his eyes. In the soft gaze of his dark, caring eyes she felt a force on her soul, unquestioning, unassuming, indiscriminately dissolving the melancholy that held sway to her emotions. What was this force taking over her pitiful soul? This warm acceptance that filled her beating heart with hope? And what was that she saw falling from those tender eyes of his? A tear? But this was not a tear shed for sadness. It was a tear from his own well of emotion that could not be contained any longer. A tear for both of them.
As he had done so gently for her, she slowly raised both her hands to his face, and wiped away the lone tear.
No more was she burdened by the weight of guilt. Gone was the despair that had clouded her mind. Defeated was the pain that only a short while ago suffocated her feelings. There was only a still calmness in her soul. And in that calm, was reflected the image of this very moment of solitude between them.
He had been her source of light in dark times. Her beacon of hope when all seemed lost. Where all had abandoned her, he had persisted, and in his care she had slowly flourished with the kindness that he freely gave to her.
Now, there were words she wished to declare. And for the first time today, her expression was dispelled of all sadness. For the first time today, she smiled. A smile filled with her own compassion, her own tenderness. Most of all, a smile overflowing with gratitude. And with her voice filled with the essence of her warm smile, she spoke to him.
“Thank you Shinji. You don’t know how much your words mean to me. Your kind words have always meant a lot to me, and I cherish them always. But just as you say that you are here for me, I want you to know that I too, will always be here for you.
I made a mistake once, of seeing you by the external parts that composed you, and not the heart of the person inside, and because of that I nearly lost the most precious person in my life. I won’t make that mistake again. No, I cannot make that same mistake again. Because it would pain me greatly to lose you again, you who gave my life so much meaning, you who can make me smile like I do now.
I know that you’ll be leaving for a place that I cannot yet hope to follow. A place filled with many marvelous and dangerous things that I can’t imagine, let alone explain. But no matter where you go Shinji, know that I will always be here, as I have for the last two years, willing to accept you as you are. Let me care for you, as you have cared for me. Let me be kind to you, as your kindness has for me. And let me love you, like the love that you have given me today.”
“Matsuri…” He could only utter her name in reply, an honored name he treasured and called out with much reverence. She blushed to hear him say it so tenderly. And she watched as he too reddened from his words. The smile she wore could not be any more beautiful than at that moment.
It was his turn now to receive. To bask in the radiant warmth that she beamed from her smile, and her sincere pledge. A sight that touched him deeply. It was now his silent tears that fell, his tears that responded to her honest words of love.
“Now Shinji, please allow me to repay the kindness that you have given me. I hope you don’t mind.”
“Don’t mind what?” He asked bewildered, as the girl removed her hands from his face, and laid them on his chest, his curious anticipation building slowly as she stroked his chest.
“Close your eyes for me please?” she whispered to him, complying in kind. Even as she closed her own eyes, his gentle face, so relaxed, as if sleeping. The face of the man to whom she pledged her love to, she will forever engrave in her mind, and her heart.
Hushed now, as she leaned her face towards his.
“Shinji my love, thank you.”
Wow, that was really good. And the image on the end was the perfect ending.
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Re: Mel - Isn't her straightforwardness JUST SO ADORABLE? And she didn't get in trouble 'cause of a thing called the DOUBLE STANDARD! Though she WILL start to realize how guys think...
Ah yes, double standard....
Not fair.
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Re: LARP - You play Werewolf?
Nope, Vortex.
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I've got to say, getting Akira Ishida to voice 'Shujinko' was genius.
My curiosity demands me to ask which anime/game that is.
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And GUYS! I don't mean to show off, but check out my new Avatar and Sig set! The siggy's a little squashed due to Animesuki rules, regrettably. Here's the unobscured one!
I'm a noob @ Photoshocking, so it's rather amatuerish. I tried to extend Riot Zamber to make it look better, so what I did was draw a few lines, sampled a color, then paintbrushed the thing over. Is that how it's one? How else can I improve?
And I accidentally saved over the original file before resizing to AS rules... So no Infinite Spell Forge chant.
Skipping over the ones I missed and straight onto the one that is now: Great job!
Episode 24 crack is slowly leaving my system, letting rational thoght flow back. Your sig didn't help, though.
Which reminds me, Ace rankings according to the new system:
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