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Join Date: Jul 2007
Location: Gaf's Room
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Originally Posted by Ryand-Smith
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I think your post made me want to shout " GIGA DRILL BREAKER!" out of the blue. 
Lord help me, lest I fall to this terminal infection. Amen.
*runs*
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Originally Posted by tshouryuu
I would like to run an idea of mine by you guys for a while before I truly get started on it. Lowe never replied so I decided to ask every one instead.
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Viral-type Unity Device - Partial Notes
A vast corruption of the ideology of a Unison Device. Unlike most unison devices, viral devices do not possess their own wills, only possessing that of their creator. They have limited sentience and a form which normally looks like a glowing spark. Like normal unison devices, these devices can “unite” with users to provide Mana control in great volume and speed but without the mage even being aware of it. One other function of this device is that it accesses memories of the infected person and "records" them while the person is sleeping. A person might experience a dream consisting of those memories when they're being accessed
However, that is just the infection stage. At a certain time, the device will forcefully cause loss of consciousness to the infected and “take over” the user and operate autonomously based on the will of the creator. When the viral device is successful in "taking over" the infected, an effect, similar to that of a user loosing control of a Unison device will occur. However, instead of taking on the appearance of the device like normal Unity-type devices, the infected will be mutated via transformation magics into a more terrifying form based on certain conditions.
All those that are infected have chances to fight off the "taking over". This is done by combating the VUD within Internal Space. While this battle for control is going on, the VUD has control of the body and access to whatever abilities/ equipment the infected has. Usually, only those that have extraordinary wills or power can suppress the VUD taking over attempts.
Its a fairly crazy idea but is it viable or should I shut down my delusions of grandeur?  |
Other than its engineered purpose, it does sound like something a rogue element of TSAB tried to revive the UDs into the modern era but got this instead. Still not a bad thing. The creating army-part should probably extend to beyond TSAB people. Greater choice of 'infection' and greater freedom to roam free while doing it inside the TSAB would have alot of problems, like set-up and organization.
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Originally Posted by Wild Goose
As part of Prelude to Alpha, I present Last One Standing.
It is canon as regards to Alpha. Yes, that's who it yes. Yes, there's hot blood.
Spoiler for Last One Standing:
Prelude to Alpha: Last One Standing
MC 078
Southern continent, Mid-Childa
"C'mon you! You guys wanna live forever?"
Training ground 1A, Order of Freelance Mages base complex
"I bet two hundred that Master Chief's gonna get the flag!"
The OFM Assault Company soldier gritted his teeth as he heard the taunting yells and ducked as a savage salvo of beams slammed into the ground right in front of him; he missed being hit by the magical discharges only because he ducked into the trench and hit the dirt. Rolling onto his back and bringing up his BR55 battle rifle, he tracked the pair of Air Wing mages who flew above, banking and manuvering like human-shaped fighters.
"Alpha 1-4, Alpha 2-1, report your squad's status, over," called a voice on his radio - the Platoon Sergeant, the 2nd in command of Alpha platoon.
"The Lieutenant's down," reported 1-4, his voice shaky yet determined. "I think I'm the only survivor."
"Understood, 1-4. We're trying to get back to the hill to reinforce you, but there's heavy resistance. Hold the flag as long as you can."
"C-copy."
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Two years earlier, the Assault Company had been a mere Assault Platoon, only ten men strong, before its expansion to 15 men. As the Order's workload increased, and as its mages began encountering the Spawn more and more, Colonel Erick von Long managed to secure approval to expand his unit. The Assault Platoon, under 2nd Lieutenant Franz Jaeger, were the primary beneficiaries of this expansion: from 15 men in three squads of five men, the Platoon expanded to 36 men in three "Platoons" of twelve, forming the Assault Company.
The rapid expansion had proven to be tricky, however. The new recruits all needed time to settle into the Order and to learn to do things the OFM way (or their own platoon way, each platoon bearing the fingerprints of its leader). Bravo Platoon, lead by the Master Chief, the Jolly Green Demon of the TSAB (though the only person who'd called him that to his face had been Command Sergant Major Ivanovich, and NOBODY fucked with Ivanovich - mentioning his name to veterans of the War of Subjugation was the surest way to send a TSAB Enforcer into apopoleptic fits) were disciplined attackers who melded sniping attacks with flanking and rush tactics; snipers pinning down enemies while their comrades flanked and rushed them. Delta Platoon, 2nd Lieutenant Leo "Veri" Kozlov's unit, were the stealth and ranged combat specialists, fighting at range with battle rifles and sniper rifles, while sneaking up to the enemy and knifing them in their sleep. And Alpha Platoon?
"Is that all you got?!" roared a hot blooded voice - the only OFM mage who was not wearing a helmet. His short black hair was developing streaks of gray, but his aim was sure and his hands were steady as he fired his MA5C, eliciting a yelled curse as he nailed another two mages from Bravo Platoon.
2nd Lieutenant Franz Jaeger, Assault Company Commander and Alpha Platoon Leader, had taken care to staff his platoon with like-minded men, all of whom had a penchant for extreme (what they and Erick called "hot blooded") moments. Franz was proving that now as he became a one-man bullet delivery machine, firing bullets and tossing grenades like they were going out of fashion, charging across the pock-marked hill and diving into the trench beside 1-4, just as an icy blast of magic slammed into the ground behind him.
"Having fun yet, 1-4?" he yelled cheerfully and fiercely, and 1-4 merely sat there, stunned, his mind going over the objectives of the day. Alpha was supposed to defend a hill and their flag from Bravo and Lance Flight, who would be working together to destroy them. Franz hadn't filled his platoon with confidence when he calmly stated that they'd be safer far away from him, as Lance Flight's XO "...really has it in for me. She hates me."
For an instant, 1-4 wished that Franz had gone somewhere else.
"How's your ammo?" asked Franz, slapping a fresh clip into his MA5C assault rifle, lovingly running a gloved hand over his well-used rifle, a rifle that had been with him for 16 years. "You good?"
"Yes sir," replied 1-4, reloading his rifle the way he was taught. "You, sir?"
"Sunglasses," replied Franz, grinning, tapping the side of his sunglasses. "Infinite ammo."
"...huh?"
"I'll explain later," he laughed, becoming serious as he pulled out a mirror from a pocket and raised it above the lip of the trench, taking a quick peek around. "Alright, we've got 4 Air Wing girls coming in from the west. Get ready. When they appear, nail them."
"That's going to be hard..." said 1-4. "And I'm not sure I can bind them at this range."
"Just do your best," said Franz, patting him on the shoulder. "No soldier can do too wrong if he shoots at the enemy. Here they come."
1-4 had heard stories of how Franz Jaeger wasn't really a master mage. He had been supposed to finish his training 20 years ago, but had never gotten around to doing so. He'd been a 2nd Lieutenant for 17 years and A-ranked for an equal amount of time, never bothering about his career or mage rank progression. He'd also heard about how the older man had apparently been more hotblooded and reckless in his youth, supposedly challenging an un-Limited Takamachi Nanoha with nothing more than the barest of skills, hot blood and determination; how both his devices had been broken by Subaru Nakajima and Vita Yagami. But looking at him now...
As Franz peered through the MA5C's intergrated reflex sight/HUD, it was like a change had come over him. His eye tracked the four mages as they appeared in a wedge formation, his hands moving his rifle in perfect coordination, as if the weapon were a part of his body, his breathing steady and time seemingly slowing...
"Contact."
Repeated crisp squeezes of the trigger, three steady sharp barks - BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! - and the appearance of a gout of flame as three 7.62mm Tranquilizer Training Rounds fired and flew forth, impacting the leftmost mage, forming splotches of red over the front of her Ghost Armor; he didn't need to be omniscient to know that she was cursing him. He aimed and sighted in, squeezing the trigger in a controlled burst, nailing another mage with a headshot, as 1-4's battle rifle rounds ran home into another mage, leaving only Lance Flight's XO as the survivor of her element.
Oh yeah, she's pissed he thought wryly. "Not bad for a couple of groundpounders, but we won't be able to pull it off again for a few months. 1-4, I'll go and draw that last girl's fire. You're to stay here and hold the flag until 2-1 gets here with Second Squad. Damn, I made a mistake of dispersing us," he said. "Good luck, 1-4. You're gonna need it."
1-4 had watched, wide-eyed, as Franz took off running, scrambling acros the hill, narrowly avoiding magical blasts and SMG fire, ducking and weaving as he ran, rolling forward and coming up in a crouch, firing his MA5C as Lance Flight's XO went wild on her attack run.
When the dust settled, Lance 5 was down on one knee, covered in red splotches, breathing heavily, while Franz was nonchalantly lying back on the ground, looking at the sky. It was apparent that both had "neutarlized" the other.
1-4 peeked out of his trench and looked at the rapidly advancing Bravo Platoon members, sighted his battle rifle and opened fire, trading fire with Bravo Platoon... and becoming frantic at the ease with which Master Chief merely sidestepped each and every shot.
"Alpha 1-4, Alpha 2-1, report your squad's status, over," called a voice on his radio - the Platoon Sergeant, the 2nd in command of Alpha platoon.
"The Lieutenant's down," reported 1-4, his voice shaky yet determined. "I think I'm the only survivor."
"Understood, 1-4. We're trying to get back to the hill to reinforce you, but there's heavy resistance. Hold the flag as long as you can."
Not two minutes later was another transmission: "Sorry, 1-4. They got us. You're on your own."
1-4's eyes nearly bugged out as he heard the news and looked at the Bravo Platoon remnants advanced uphill onto the flag, Master Chief in the lead, as one of them yelled, "Alpha Platoon! Give us your flag!"
At that moment, inside 1-4, something snapped.
"COME AND TAKE IT!" he yelled wildly, popping up and firing his battle rifle, tossing simulation grenades like they were going out of style, managing to take out a pair of Bravo designated marksmen with battle rifles. "Who do you think I am? This is not madness! THIS! IS! ALPHA PLATOOOOOOOOOOOOONN!!!!!!!!!"
For a moment, it was as if Bravo Platoon's advance faltered under the sudden onslaught of hot blood...and then Master Chief surged forward, sprinting at full speed, weaving left and right. 1-4 yelled wordlessly and fired with his right had, thrusting a Chain Bind from his left hand, using it it as an improvised whip. Against anyone else, the novel usage of a bog-standard binding spell would have taken them offguard. Unfortunately, Chief had spent his entire life being unfazed by anything, and approached the attack in a straightforward, rational manner.
He jumped above 1-4, activating his AMF as he soared, aligning his body as the last Alpha man stood his ground. "WHO DO YOU THINK I AM?!" yelled Alpha 1-4, and John sighed mentally, tuning out Cortana's annoyed ranting. He landed on the ground in a crouch, darting forward and ducking under Alpha 1-4's gunfire as the latter tried to draw a bead on Master Chief, both bringing their weapons up at the same time... before Chief dropped in a spin kick that sent Alpha 1-4 flying back to hit the wall of the trench; completing his spin, without even bothering to aim, Chief squeezed the trigger of his rifle.
BLAM!
His shot was true and Alpha 1-4 slumped to the ground weakly, gazing at the red splotch on his barrier jacket in disbelief... and then a siren rang and a computerised voice announced, "Excercise complete. Bravo Platoon Victory." Alpha 1-4 took off his helmet and wiped the sweat away from his forehead and his glasses, running a shaking hand through his blonde hair as a smiling Franz aproached him, flanked by Remington Smith and Colt Wesson. Chief helped 1-4 to his feet, and Franz smiled and shook 1-4's hand, clapping him on the shoulder, as the hot blooded men of Alpha Platoon welcomed their newest member.
"Welcome to Alpha Platoon," grinned Franz. "You're gonna fit in real well with us."
With the effects of his adrenalin and hot blood receeding, Yuuno Scrya, Alpha 1-4, began to wonder if it was too late to ask for a transfer.
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LOL. Yuuno joins the OFM full-time with this then. 
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Originally Posted by Keroko
If, by chance, you see a red Ion Cannon, that's her.
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Red Ion particles? 
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Worse... Kane has the Ion Canon.
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UHOH.
The initial response would be that Hayate was serious about her claim. Now that it's thought of being a 'joke', wouldn't it be that she was intentionally undermining herself for a joke? Well it does make me worst for me at least.
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Originally Posted by Reiji Tabibito
Dere-dere Signum?
DOES NOT COMPUTE! DOES NOT COMPUTE! DOES NOT COMPUTE! DOES NOT-
<BOOM!>
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Damn it doesn't? *thinks* Well not entirely.
Oh well at least we get splattered brains for breakfast.
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Originally Posted by Kagerou
I'm getting this harem vibe from that little bit, but not matter, it was a good write XD. Nice 20k post.
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Harem vibe was unexpected. Thanks for the compliment. 
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That was not Low Key  . But it's fitting.
Lowe: It's not time to go home yet, is it? I'm still a little to red in the face.
Kagerou: That's alright, we'll just say you were shot down and are missing in action.
USB: *laughs* That's pretty harsh, Kagerou.
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Creator-san interaction moments. 
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...WHAT ARE YOU INSINUATING ABOUT MY- *hammer'd*
Vita (blushing): "U-Urusai! A-and I haven't d-done anything like that!"
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"MY-?"  
lol Shana vibe from the urusai. This makes you Yuji?
*runs*
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Originally Posted by LoweGear
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Erio is a suitable catalyst in this case but I'll wait till I'm done with other stuff to explore about young/chibi/loli Signum.
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Yep, that's Kino from Kino's Journey (Kino to Tabi), a gunslinging traveller who tours the world with her bike Hermes and only visits a country for 3 days.
*points to her appearance in Nighty's story *
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Now I see why Kino is such a favorite reverse-trap.
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Originally Posted by Nightengale
Hmm...
Now that I think about it... an amazoness Lutecia with a White Tiger summon would've been a sight to see. 
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I see it happening with Mommy-Raida but with loli-Raida..
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Night: Doesn't it help that the melee-specialist you face are mostly young girls?
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Gen: Melee specialists do have a easier time restraining their opponents under binds. If his opponents are young girls, well, didn't know Aurion developed a thing for them after so long. *turns and walks off*
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After the Bears that happened a few weeks ago, I'd say this is a nice pace for a while.
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And I know just the resident Cadian to be the Bear of Russia. The guy likes his bears as well.
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Vita: What's a virgin?
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Jag: A virgin? *points to walking-by Gen* That's one.
Vita: What's a non-virgin?
Jag: Oh non-virgin? *points to Katrina* That's one.
Vita: So what's the difference?
Jag: Well for that we need a couple for demonstration. Your meister and her boyfriend will do nicely. 
Vita : All right.
Vita: Hayate. Could you bring Grandis along? The two of you are needed for a demonstration.
Hayate: Okay.
Hayate: So what is this demonstration about?
Grandis: I would like to know for one as well.
Jag: *wriggling fingers* Let the demonstration begin.. *whacked on the head from behind*
Jat: Up to your usual tricks again.  *shoulders her rifle* Sorry for the trouble he's caused. *walks off dragging Jag behind her*
Jag: Demo..stration..urgh
Jat: DEMONSTRATE THIS!  *kicks Jag up and whacks him in the head again*
Jag: Oooooo.
Grandis: What was that all about.
Vita: Hayate what's a virgin?
Hayate: Eeep! 
* RUNS OFF-PLANET*
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Originally Posted by Aaron008R
Aurion: Why me...? Gah, fine... but don't expect me to perform at all like you'd expect. -__- (Maybe if I just let them beat me easily...)
Me: Hate flaunting your true combat capability, huh?
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Hmm. Strangely, reading this gives me the idea of porting The Pudding Earl over as a scientist for the Prize.
And this makes things a whole lot clearer.
Well at least there's some love for the CCs lately now, with ReBuilt and others.
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Nanoha novel. it might show if Fate does indeed use some finesse into her melee...
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Interesting interesting. Any raw floating around even?
Thank you.
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I know. And I understand that. However, even though not specializing is no problem, at all; having no capability and practice just in case is not. More so since 'Aurion' is the one who'll be charging her head-on. And besides, I've already mapped-out a list of rationales for Hayate's further improvement, both personal and professional. It's not like I'm trying to make her adapt to everything, oh no. But I'm just injecting some practicality and a bit of my own flair for the sake of my story. Well, she DID decide for back-support because that's where she fits best. And I accept that. BUT being back-support while being helpless on her own, i.e. the battle's lost when her guardians are down, that I CANNOT accept! She is a back-attacker and always will be, but that doesn't mean she has to be limited to the basic idea for the rest of her life!(Note: GenerationS is 2 years after StrikerS) It may sound a bit too personal, but I believe that one shouldn't waste potential just like that. This isn't an RPG where the amount of stats are limited so you can only specialize in one or at most two factors while being essentially zero in others factors. And she'll more than hell need oit for my story, since there WILL be more than one occations that she'll be forced to fend for herself without Rein. The very first example is the mock battle against Aurion. you think he'll go easy with her just becasue of their closeness or her lack of specialization? Oh no, he'll maul her down if she can't hold out. She's NOT practicing for forward offense. She's practicing for off-chance defense in closer engagements in order to gain distance and do what she does best, nuking.
Whew...
And besides, I'm using a bit of author-freedom as well...
Is it okay? Is it fine?
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Aaron shows time and again he's the number one Hayate fan on the Internet.
Inevitably author-freedom will come up so everything in moderation should be fine.
Instant mana-replenishment techniques on the fly?
*runs yet again*
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