Magical Girl Lyrical Nanoha Character Creation and Discussion (second reincarnation)

[Keroko]

Originally Posted by AdmiralTigerclaw

I still work at a Taco Bell Keroko. As such, I've been at home all week twidling my thumbs.
I'm trying to jump start my company, which will be a combination of Pay per hour pay per job kind of thing. (Music Production is like that.)

But I guess the downtime was good since I finished redesigning my SF-36 design.

To answer what I plan to do with it... well, I don't plan to do anything with it right now since it doesn't have a place in my story.

But if you guys want to use it, permission is an ask away.

Plus, I'd rather people know what exactly I'm going on about when I *jump into my fighter and rip out of the IRC channel* or other such nonsense. ^_^;

Right, I'll wait and see how Force is going to flow before I decide to let Tesla pound on them.

Originally Posted by AtomicoX

Lutecia was my Nanoverse inspiration for it, among other similar concepts. Those tiny bugs intercepting the drones etc, it works in the same way... although without the bugs. I'm playing with the idea of hi-jacking vehicles and machines with a driver already controlling them, in a combo featuring his Machine Control and Sarah's Digital Spirit. Might prove interesting later on.

I remember giving Tesla a similar power once... though that was more electronic warfare of the defensive kind, jamming and stuff. Maybe I should revisit this, though not as direct as yours of course. Tesla would be more "I'M IN UR BASE, STEALING UR DATAS!" kind of thing.

Originally Posted by synaesthetic

... Teana truly is ordinary and still kicks copious amounts of ass, firmly earning her status as a Badass Normal.

*cough* Teana is capable of using the rare illusion magic. Granted, its no lost logia, but she's not exactly ordinary either...

Originally Posted by Saint X

technically yes, they can erase a human with one pass of the baton.

but then again, if they do that they need to do a load of work to keep the dissonance from spreading, and that at a furious pace.

and the scale of tuning is also dependent on the capabilities of the tuner- so yeah no mere human can tune a galaxy in one mere sweep, even if he/she did the power needed is soo great that the cosmos will just probably collapse under itself.

they are more suited for the local and immidiate level.

What if a bad guy gets his hand on that magic though? They might not care as much about balance...

Originally Posted by Saint X

I said Poem

now imagine a Shakesperian Necron

Done. That's even easier than a singing one.

Originally Posted by Saint X

"Peace theu power" and all of that jazz...

Now which of my OC's can I best send on a Kane binge...

Originally Posted by Saint X

your character type is becoming popular once again :3

Explain. Now.

Originally Posted by Wild Goose

*A black HEV pod slams into the thread. As the dust settles, Goose steps out*

I'm back. Didn't end up getting sacked or eventually doing suicide by car.

Welcome back, your seat's still warm.

Originally Posted by Wild Goose

Ivan: "Dude, your mom was hot."
Barrett: *headdesks*
Smith: "Mai waifu is love."
Mio: *eyes outfit speculatively*

Hooh? And is she actually going to wear it in public?

Originally Posted by Wild Goose

Speak for yourself Tempest is making her fanon in his verse, as am I.

Kerokanon, not Goosekanon. You are more than welcome to continue with Mio, I very much enjoyed that last snippet.

Eagerly waiting on one emphasizing the difference between 'think before act' mommy and 'embarrassed at everything' daughter.

Originally Posted by Wild Goose

And it's Reiniger.

You know that up till that point, I've always read it as Reigner? Guess my mind auto-translates it to that for some reason...

Originally Posted by MeisterBabylon

Could you imagine the Sinon's fright when they first met the Lunarians millenia ago? They had been commemorating the day that one of their own who fled to that star system to prevent her husband from gaining God powers, and found that not only had she made landfall, she flourished and nurtured an entire race of human bunnies with that serum she stole!

The dilution of the Hero serum meant that the entire race skipped many rugs of evolution, but did not attain Godhood, thus saving the multiverse from the wrath of her warmongering husband.

*inspired by a Chinese myth btw. Sinon are magic Chinese. For example, Kia and Karlheim are Belka-born Sinon, like say Lingo is an Australian Born Chinese.*

Erm... no, the Lunarian evolution was a natural one.

Originally Posted by MeisterBabylon

Unless Keroko watches the History Channel... did she?

History Channel has Dogfights. Keroko loves dogfights. Mio was an excellent dogfighter. Do the math.

Originally Posted by synaesthetic

Erio isn't a terribly powerful mage either. He's above average, especially for his age, and definitely more powerful than the standard redshirt of the TSAB forces.

He's a AA ranked mage, making him pretty much equal to Teana, Subaru, Quint and Megane among others. That's pretty hard to call anything less than 'elite.'

Originally Posted by LoweGear

Tesla will have to prove she can handle the stress of true EXCOM work... and also prove herself to actually have control over herself

Define 'stress.'

And she's very good at hiding her desire to abuse the system. >:3

Originally Posted by LoweGear

Actually, while the description does make EXCOM sound like an ultrapowerful force that can get away with anything, in reality even they have their limits under which they must work in (otherwise the brass wouldn't even consider creating them), like the "No Operating Within Midchild Space" policy I mentioned a few posts up. These, and a logic loophole regarding the nature of their mission will be explained in another intel update.

Ché. Yeah, that's a major kicker.

Originally Posted by LoweGear

Yes, and he broke much ears in the process

Awesome it was though.

[NorthernFallout]

Originally Posted by Keroko

I remember giving Tesla a similar power once... though that was more electronic warfare of the defensive kind, jamming and stuff. Maybe I should revisit this, though not as direct as yours of course. Tesla would be more "I'M IN UR BASE, STEALING UR DATAS!" kind of thing.

*nods* Sarah will be more the hacking type. If she just controls or destroys, time will decide but extracting comes with controlling a system so.. we'll see. The interesting thing here is if one manages to infiltrate them onto a spacecraft or similar. Might wreck some havoc within the fleet.

[synaesthetic]

Originally Posted by Keroko

*cough* Teana is capable of using the rare illusion magic. Granted, its no lost logia, but she's not exactly ordinary either...

Hmm. That doesn't jive with how the plot of StrikerS paints her as the "ordinary girl" of Section Six, surrounded by artificial mages, artificial humans, walking computer programs, combat cyborgs, child prodigies and a little girl who can summon a fifty-story tall dragon-mecha-thing.

Illusion magic may be rare, but that doesn't mean she's not the most normal out of all the Section Six members.

Nanoha may just be an ordinary human, but the power she had at age 9 marks her as a freakish anomaly. Hayate took the Matrix route and downloaded massive magical power from the Tome of Night Sky.

Everyone else is more (or less, depending on how you look at it) than human. Teana is the most normal protagonist throughout the entire Nanohaverse. While the true definition of a Badass Normal is someone who is just an ordinary human matching up against supernatural forces, Nanohaverse is so rife with people who have incredible world-destroying powers.

Teana's the closest there is. ^^;

He's a AA ranked mage, making him pretty much equal to Teana, Subaru, Quint and Megane among others. That's pretty hard to call anything less than 'elite.'

Oh he's good, extremely good for his age--though that is probably to be expected as a product of the artificial mage creation system, Project Fate. He's not quite top-tier when the old cast is running around with massive Rank Inflation, though.

Nena's magic resistance can be pierced through either precision or Nanoha-style maximum power. Fate, despite her epic Big Damn Heroes moment in 2nd phase, would have to change up her style (probably going Zanber Form) since she's the death-of-a-thousand-cuts type, and Nena can't be 1hp/hit dinged to death.

[DezoPenguin]

Originally Posted by synaesthetic

Nena's magic resistance can be pierced through either precision or Nanoha-style maximum power. Fate, despite her epic Big Damn Heroes moment in 2nd phase, would have to change up her style (probably going Zanber Form) since she's the death-of-a-thousand-cuts type, and Nena can't be 1hp/hit dinged to death.

So the correct strategy could be:

1. Fate switches to Sonic Drive and, having used this ability to accelerate the actual speed of her movements, nails Nena in the skull with Bardiche in Assault Form (i.e. no energy blades). Preferably the movie version.

2. Fate nails her with a Riot Zanber (gah! I always, always want to misspell that "Zamber") swing; anything that can make Tre hit the floor and bounce has to pack some level of enhanced power.

3. Fate bombs her from orbit with either a Jet Zanber or Plasma Zanber Breaker.

4. Fate, being the TSAB's #1 close-combat expert, gets to hand-to-hand range and beats the crap out of Nena with her fists. Or throws off some high place.

5. Teana demonstrates that she's been paying attention to Nanoha in class and makes a new friend! (though this story is, I believe, pre-SSX, since it's got Shari and Tia still as Fate's associates, so that one may not yet be possible).

I'm glad to see, though, that there are pre-designed weaknesses in Nena's ability. One thing I was worried about with her character description is that she sounded like an overkill machine (in that she has a defensive ability that makes her superficially impossible to hurt and an offensive ability that's equally impossible to stop), and those aren't any fun even when they're in canon.

[LoweGear]

Originally Posted by Keroko

History Channel has Dogfights. Keroko loves dogfights. Mio was an excellent dogfighter. Do the math.

Oooooh Dogfights, my favorite History Channel show

Originally Posted by Keroko

Define 'stress.'

Well, stress from being in a situation where metaphysics reign, which leads to the laws of physics being very arbitrary and where logic and reason no longer hold sway. Imagine the kind of stress you get from watching/playing a very scary horror title... except magnify that by 1000%, and that you're living it.

Granted there are more lulls in EXCOM life than such stress due to the need to find such disturbances in the first place, but when the shit hits the fan, be ready to find yourself cut off from all help and sanity.

Originally Posted by Keroko

And she's very good at hiding her desire to abuse the system. >:3

Nice

Originally Posted by Keroko

Ché. Yeah, that's a major kicker.

Yes it is... the primary limitation of EXCOM's powers is that they're limited to using them only in "confirmed extraparanormal events"... which is rather hard to pin down under normal circumstances. But once they have conveyed such confirmation, having the full power of the TSAB at your disposal with a snap of your finger is a most satisfying thing to have

The one thing EXCOM doesn't have such limitations on is on experimental hardware: they're given free access to the latest toys and gadgets just to give them an edge against the threats they're facing, and so one can find just about anything from magic bazookas to Orca-style heavy support gunships. And unlike with their "special administrative powers", EXCOM has free reign to use said hardware anyway they please.

[Saint X]

Originally Posted by Keroko

What if a bad guy gets his hand on that magic though? They might not care as much about balance...

Tuning is first of all, a calling, yes the kind that suddenly dawns upon you and makes your life miserable for the first few days (or as long as the organization does not find you to help) when you wake up- esp if you start hearing music in a silent place and see notes all over things.

Tuning also requires a degree of finesse, as well as certain learned skills to actually tune- aka the fundamentals of music (playing an instrument, singing or conducting optional).

So a bad guy tuner (dissonator) is also a very refined villain, the type that will slap enemies in the face with a hankerchief/glove and then ask them for a duel at 30 paces. that is why like Tuners, Dissonators are few and far between, and the engagements between them are even fewer.

But then when they fight it's usually a surreal and unexplainable event.

Originally Posted by Keroko

Done. That's even easier than a singing one.

That was quick.

Originally Posted by Keroko

Now which of my OC's can I best send on a Kane binge...

*parks a commander unit some distance away and readies for marking*

Originally Posted by Keroko

Explain. Now.

what, you don't know what character type you are?

tsk tsk tsk

:3

[synaesthetic]

Originally Posted by DezoPenguin

I'm glad to see, though, that there are pre-designed weaknesses in Nena's ability. One thing I was worried about with her character description is that she sounded like an overkill machine (in that she has a defensive ability that makes her superficially impossible to hurt and an offensive ability that's equally impossible to stop), and those aren't any fun even when they're in canon.

In close range, which is where most of the protagonist mages other than Nanoha and Hayate excel, Nena is at a marked disadvantage. She's not bad, she's just not great and not up to that level.

That's why she avoids combat--if she finds herself in a protracted melee, she'll do whatever she can, pull whatever dirty trick she has, to escape.

Her offensive ability is strategic in nature, not tactical. An assassin is not necessarily a combat expert, but she isn't too shabby. However, "not too shabby" is probably--well, definitely--not good enough to beat Fate in hand-to-hand combat.

For some specific examples of Nena's magic resistance:

Any type of "cherry tapping" attack that shoots rapid-fire small-yield magic projectiles, she'll resist fully. Those won't do a whole lot to her--from the series, they don't do all that much to a mage wearing a Barrier Jacket either.

Most moderately powerful directed nukes won't land with full effect. She may not die from them, but she'll get hurt or possibly even knocked out, especially if flying shrapnel and debris knocks her in the head. She isn't immune to heavy pieces of concrete and steel, after all.

Divine Buster, the original, Extension or Subaru's point-blank variant... she'd definitely feel that one. It might not knock her out, but she would not be laughing it off. It'd hurt like hell for sure!

Special types of spells that don't explicitly deal regular physical damage, such as Hayate's Diabolic Emission, would simply fail. Offensive uses of transfer spells, like Yuuno used on Arf in the first season, would fail. Standard barriers don't stop her; she can walk right through them. The quarantine-type barriers that were widely used in the first and second seasons would reject her and leave her in reality outside the barrier but within its boundaries.

Binds completely fail, except when cast by a master of barrier/capture magic like Yuuno or Zafira.

Her resistance to magic is impressive, and is definitely better than defensive magics and Barrier Jackets when it comes to low-level attacks. The spell simply has no effect, without explosions or knockback. However, lacking a Barrier Jacket, any of the "ultimate attacks" would likely kill her if they were to hit. Nena doesn't have the "critical hit immunity" that mages seem to have.

When it comes to fighting someone with her ability, the hard and fast rules are, "keep things simple" and "there's no kill like overkill." Mages like Nanoha have no problem with this kind of strategy, but it may be slightly harder for the more finesse fighters Teana and Fate. ^^;

Edit: Before anyone asks/wonders, it is possible for Fate to dodge Nena's rifle if she were to fire it without the element of surprise, thanks to a new ability integrated into her New Sonic Form. The previous version increased her speed to such a degree that her reaction times and perception, while top-notch, could not keep up with the speed of her body. Which pretty much limited her to attack, attack, attack and think/observe/formulate strategy later.

The reworked Sonic Form now gives her accelerated perception; from her point of view, everything seems to slow down, ala bullet time or Force Speed. Now she can adjust her tactics while moving at inhumanly fast speeds, making the "new" New Sonic Form even more potent than ever. It puts a strain on her though--making all those crazy high-gee maneuvers without any form of protection other than a minimal Barrier Jacket can't be good for her.

[LoweGear]

Hmm Missed One...

Originally Posted by Keroko

Hooh? And is she actually going to wear it in public?

Not really, though despite her plea, there's still images of her in that outfit circulating around... which has resulted in broken bones and black eyes for any person unfortunate enough to lay their hands and eyes on it. Starting with.... me...

*packs up and RUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNZ!!!!!*

Originally Posted by Saint X

what, you don't know what character type you are?

tsk tsk tsk

:3

Kekekekekekekekeke

:3

[MeisterBabylon]

Originally Posted by Keroko

Erm... no, the Lunarian evolution was a natural one.

Hey I was kidding.

Originally Posted by Keroko

History Channel has Dogfights. Keroko loves dogfights. Mio was an excellent dogfighter. Do the math.

I kinda figured that towards the end...

...hmm... a dragonkin named Mio might not be too bad... and she catches fire if she's very embarrassed too...

[Mekhatron]yes... yesss...[/Mekhatron]

*is breathed on!!!*

Originally Posted by LoweGear

Oooooh Dogfights, my favorite History Channel show

They took it off the air over here!!!

I'll just have to watch the Midchilda one. They are releasing Dogfights: Strike Witches 2 this season I heard yeah?

*FLEEEEEEEEEZ*

Originally Posted by LoweGear

Well, stress from being in a situation where metaphysics reign, which leads to the laws of physics being very arbitrary and where logic and reason no longer hold sway. Imagine the kind of stress you get from watching/playing a very scary horror title... except magnify that by 1000%, and that you're living it.

Granted there are more lulls in EXCOM life than such stress due to the need to find such disturbances in the first place, but when the shit hits the fan, be ready to find yourself cut off from all help and sanity.

The members of the Order of the Hammer can certainly relate to that. There's one group that is (in)famous for sitting around doing nothing but having long afternoon tea breaks until the proverbial fan-shitting...

Originally Posted by LoweGear

Yes it is... the primary limitation of EXCOM's powers is that they're limited to using them only in "confirmed extraparanormal events"... which is rather hard to pin down under normal circumstances. But once they have conveyed such confirmation, having the full power of the TSAB at your disposal with a snap of your finger is a most satisfying thing to have

The one thing EXCOM doesn't have such limitations on is on experimental hardware: they're given free access to the latest toys and gadgets just to give them an edge against the threats they're facing, and so one can find just about anything from magic bazookas to Orca-style heavy support gunships. And unlike with their "special administrative powers", EXCOM has free reign to use said hardware anyway they please.

As with many of Saint Church's old units, the Order of the Hammer has this special rule:

"You may upgrade a character in command with a Conventional Weapons Licence for 3 points. This character may now draw from the Conventional Weapons Armory."

This is because many of the weapons adapted to anti-extranormal affairs (or xenomorphs) are old and conventional. So I guess a difference btw EXCOM and Order is that the age of the special weapons, where most of the Order's date back centuries. They do have some innovation going on, but not much; partly because of the belief that "Ancient is Better", and that they have an established track record of performance.

When in situations where certainty itself is uncertainty, it's comforting to know that your weapon has slayed daemons before you were born and will not come around and bite off your head. Of course, for sensibilities (and the rarity of these artefacts!), it's not possible to give everyone one, so the I/C is entrusted with this responsibility.

Vita: As another saying goes, "You never own a daemonhammer, but merely keep it for the next generation."
Zaffy: That sounds like a slogan for a watchmaker.
Vita: Urusai! Baka-inu!

[LoweGear]

Originally Posted by MeisterBabylon

They took it off the air over here!!!

I'll just have to watch the Midchilda one. They are releasing Dogfights: Strike Witches 2 this season I heard yeah?

*FLEEEEEEEEEZ*

I don't even have it at home, though I do have here at our quarters in the northern provinces

And Dogfights Strike Witches do want with lots of pan-

*is SHOT*

Originally Posted by MeisterBabylon

The members of the Order of the Hammer can certainly relate to that. There's one group that is (in)famous for sitting around doing nothing but having long afternoon tea breaks until the proverbial fan-shitting...

Ah, but you see that's where EXCOM and the Order differ. Since EXCOM has to proactively keep tabs on lots of worlds, and then investigate any suspected extraparanormal activity they're deployed a whole lot more times in many worlds. And the FEAR teams get the most activities on the ground since they're the ones tasked with gathering intelligence and ascertaining the nature of the incidents: If it's an extraparanormal incident, then they can use their authority to intervene and call in whatever reinforcements they need, if it isn't then being TSAB they also have to act on it if said incident is a threat to life and property.

There's a reason why EXCOM tours are twice the length of standard naval deployments, which adds to the stress for all involved - twice the time away from home, twice the homesickness, twice the pressure - with most of the crew not expected to be able to visit back for a couple of years at least, not helped by the fact that EXCOM operates mostly on areas far away from Midchild Space.

Originally Posted by MeisterBabylon

As with many of Saint Church's old units, the Order of the Hammer has this special rule:

"You may upgrade a character in command with a Conventional Weapons Licence for 3 points. This character may now draw from the Conventional Weapons Armory."

This is because many of the weapons adapted to anti-extranormal affairs (or xenomorphs) are old and conventional. So I guess a difference btw EXCOM and Order is that the age of the special weapons, where most of the Order's date back centuries. They do have some innovation going on, but not much; partly because of the belief that "Ancient is Better", and that they have an established track record of performance.

When in situations where certainty itself is uncertainty, it's comforting to know that your weapon has slayed daemons before you were born and will not come around and bite off your head. Of course, for sensibilities (and the rarity of these artefacts!), it's not possible to give everyone one, so the I/C is entrusted with this responsibility.

As another saying goes, "You never own a daemonhammer, but merely keep it for the next generation."

Old, Proven Artifacts vs New-Fangled Gadgets eh?

Although that is one advantage of EXCOM's powers: if ever they run into a situation where they can't solve the problem with the technology they have on hand, they'll just pull in a special... Order for some hawt cleric ladies wielding kick ass ancient weapons

*FLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZ!!!!*

[MeisterBabylon]

Originally Posted by LoweGear

Ah, but you see that's where EXCOM and the Order differ. Since EXCOM has to proactively keep tabs on lots of worlds, and then investigate any suspected extraparanormal activity they're deployed a whole lot more times in many worlds. And the FEAR teams get the most activities on the ground since they're the ones tasked with gathering intelligence and ascertaining the nature of the incidents: If it's an extraparanormal incident, then they can use their authority to intervene and call in whatever reinforcements they need, if it isn't then being TSAB they also have to act on it if said incident is a threat to life and property.

There's a reason why EXCOM tours are twice the length of standard naval deployments, which adds to the stress for all involved - twice the time away from home, twice the homesickness, twice the pressure - with most of the crew not expected to be able to visit back for a couple of years at least, not helped by the fact that EXCOM operates mostly on areas far away from Midchild Space.

Granted those “slackers” only exist in the Inner Sphere, where is relatively calmer and hence nothing much to do. For example, Midchilda doesn’t even have an active branch of the Order of the Hammer (Extraparanormal events) or the Hunter (alien infestations) save liasons to the Hexagon and the Monarch Church Command; elsewhere in the Inner Sphere you’d find a district office overseeing many dimensions at once, with the Church Council thinking of scaling down operations even further;

Contrast that to the Outer Rim where you find an active company attached to TSAB Navy fleets every few dimensions, with small cells of operatives working the ground round the clock together with TSAB joint special forces and expeditionaries. They are subjected to all the stresses of the EXCOM there being so far from home, as much as the Church tries to recruit from the locals in such postings.

Since EXCOM really needs more people, and the Order needs more jobs (sometimes)... match made in heaven?

Before I forget, there are planets under constant assault from the unknown. A certain planet named Outer Cadia comes to mind, and their armed forces have become almost completely specialized to repelling such threats despite not being part of the Order of the Hammer.

Originally Posted by LoweGear

Old, Proven Artifacts vs New-Fangled Gadgets eh?

Although that is one advantage of EXCOM's powers: if ever they run into a situation where they can't solve the problem with the technology they have on hand, they'll just pull in a special... Order for some hawt cleric ladies wielding kick ass ancient weapons

*FLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZ!!!!*

Don’t call everything the knights have ancient; it may be in accordance to age-old tradition where their personal arms were forged when they joined the Corps, but they are young nubile women still.

I’m refering more to the Inquisitor Lords, their familiars, and lesser officers that make up the bulk of the Order who have no such arm but draw from the armory.

Even so, where Hell had come to the battlefield, there’s nothing more comforting than when nemesis force weapons slice effortlessly through daemonic incursions as Sisters glowing with blinding Light charge forth from teleport.

[LoweGear]

Originally Posted by MeisterBabylon

Granted those “slackers” only exist in the Inner Sphere, where is relatively calmer and hence nothing much to do. For example, Midchilda doesn’t even have an active branch of the Order of the Hammer (Extraparanormal events) or the Hunter (alien infestations) save liasons to the Hexagon and the Monarch Church Command; elsewhere in the Inner Sphere you’d find a district office overseeing many dimensions at once, with the Church Council thinking of scaling down operations even further;

Contrast that to the Outer Rim where you find an active company attached to TSAB Navy fleets every few dimensions, with small cells of operatives working the ground round the clock together with TSAB joint special forces and expeditionaries. They are subjected to all the stresses of the EXCOM there being so far from home, as much as the Church tries to recruit from the locals in such postings.

Since EXCOM really needs more people, and the Order needs more jobs (sometimes)... match made in heaven?

No wonder they seek each other out quite often when working on jobs in the fringe worlds: EXCOM can provide the Order some experience, while the Order provides much needed manpower...

Don’t call everything the knights have ancient; it may be in accordance to age-old tradition where their personal arms were forged when they joined the Corps, but they are young nubile women still.

...And eyecandy ladies for the lonely men to look at weapons and arms.

Even so, where Hell had come to the battlefield, there’s nothing more comforting than when nemesis force weapons slice effortlessly through daemonic incursions as Sisters glowing with blinding Light charge forth from teleport.

"IT'S WHITE!"
"IT'S PINK!"
"NO THE LIGHT IS STRIPE-"

*is blasted*

[MeisterBabylon]

Originally Posted by LoweGear

No wonder they seek each other out quite often when working on jobs in the fringe worlds: EXCOM can provide the Order some experience, while the Order provides much needed manpower...



...And eyecandy ladies for the lonely men to look at weapons and arms.

A sight for sore eyes?

Originally Posted by LoweGear

"IT'S WHITE!"
"IT'S PINK!"
"NO THE LIGHT IS STRIPE-"

*is blasted*

Sein:
Octavia: ...
Mai: ...may I?
Cornelia: Join the fun.

*CHAINSAW REVS*

Mai must find it all too familiar...

[Tk3997]

Had relatives visiting so of course you guys spammed up the thread while I was away, thanks a ton. Anyway I hope to get to all this crap later today, but for now this caught my eye.

Originally Posted by Keroko

History Channel has Dogfights. Keroko loves dogfights. Mio was an excellent dogfighter. Do the math.

Did someone say dogfight?!

Well of course she loves dogfights! Who doesn't love them! Certainly not me!

Originally Posted by LoweGear

Oooooh Dogfights, my favorite History Channel show

Yeah that show was sweet only sin was that they never had a P-38 episode! Booo!

*Flies off in his P-38 to do some pwning*

Originally Posted by MeisterBabylon

They took it off the air over here!!!

Well they might have just run out of episodes the last one aired a bit over a year ago now and I've not heard much since. It’s not been cancelled, but no word of further seasons either.

I'll just have to watch the Midchilda one. They are releasing Dogfights: Strike Witches 2 this season I heard yeah?

*FLEEEEEEEEEZ*

I suddenly recall a half finished (well more like a fifth) fic in my crossover verse staring Cipher (the other one that flies a jet) on an episode of that show about the time he shot two 22 enemy fighters in a single day in an action during the early part of the Pan-Universal War. I think it was the one right after the ep about the battle of Tokyo Bay on Earth 12.

Originally Posted by LoweGear

I don't even have it at home, though I do have here at our quarters in the northern provinces

And Dogfights Strike Witches do want with lots of pan-

*is SHOT*

*Zooms past in his P-38 after strafing Lowe*

[Keroko]

Originally Posted by AtomicoX

*nods* Sarah will be more the hacking type. If she just controls or destroys, time will decide but extracting comes with controlling a system so.. we'll see. The interesting thing here is if one manages to infiltrate them onto a spacecraft or similar. Might wreck some havoc within the fleet.

*nod nod* Chaos when the communication shuts down, targeting goes screwy, IFF gets flipped around...

Originally Posted by synaesthetic

Hmm. That doesn't jive with how the plot of StrikerS paints her as the "ordinary girl" of Section Six, surrounded by artificial mages, artificial humans, walking computer programs, combat cyborgs, child prodigies and a little girl who can summon a fifty-story tall dragon-mecha-thing.

Illusion magic may be rare, but that doesn't mean she's not the most normal out of all the Section Six members.

Hmyeah, true, she is the 'most' normal of the group. Emphasis on most though.

Originally Posted by synaesthetic

Oh he's good, extremely good for his age--though that is probably to be expected as a product of the artificial mage creation system, Project Fate. He's not quite top-tier when the old cast is running around with massive Rank Inflation, though.

Details, he's on the same powerlevel as Subaru and Teana and several years younger than them to boot. Saying that he "isn't a terribly powerful mage" at this point is rather silly.

Originally Posted by synaesthetic

Nena's magic resistance can be pierced through either precision or Nanoha-style maximum power. Fate, despite her epic Big Damn Heroes moment in 2nd phase, would have to change up her style (probably going Zanber Form) since she's the death-of-a-thousand-cuts type, and Nena can't be 1hp/hit dinged to death.

And Erio uses a spear, which stabs, which is precision style magic.

Sounds like Erio would be a more fierce opponent than you portray him to be.

Originally Posted by LoweGear

Well, stress from being in a situation where metaphysics reign, which leads to the laws of physics being very arbitrary and where logic and reason no longer hold sway. Imagine the kind of stress you get from watching/playing a very scary horror title... except magnify that by 1000%, and that you're living it.

Granted there are more lulls in EXCOM life than such stress due to the need to find such disturbances in the first place, but when the shit hits the fan, be ready to find yourself cut off from all help and sanity.

You're talking about the girl who has been a guardian program for a book that has seen countless of worlds, countless of magics, and countless occasions of untold destruction for centuries.

I think she can handle it.

Originally Posted by LoweGear

Yes it is... the primary limitation of EXCOM's powers is that they're limited to using them only in "confirmed extraparanormal events"... which is rather hard to pin down under normal circumstances. But once they have conveyed such confirmation, having the full power of the TSAB at your disposal with a snap of your finger is a most satisfying thing to have

The one thing EXCOM doesn't have such limitations on is on experimental hardware: they're given free access to the latest toys and gadgets just to give them an edge against the threats they're facing, and so one can find just about anything from magic bazookas to Orca-style heavy support gunships. And unlike with their "special administrative powers", EXCOM has free reign to use said hardware anyway they please.

Hmm, that actually sounds more like Keroko's area.

Keroko: You mean I can use any of these!?

Originally Posted by Saint X

Tuning is first of all, a calling, yes the kind that suddenly dawns upon you and makes your life miserable for the first few days (or as long as the organization does not find you to help) when you wake up- esp if you start hearing music in a silent place and see notes all over things.

Tuning also requires a degree of finesse, as well as certain learned skills to actually tune- aka the fundamentals of music (playing an instrument, singing or conducting optional).

So a bad guy tuner (dissonator) is also a very refined villain, the type that will slap enemies in the face with a hankerchief/glove and then ask them for a duel at 30 paces. that is why like Tuners, Dissonators are few and far between, and the engagements between them are even fewer.

But then when they fight it's usually a surreal and unexplainable event.

That sounds a bit... shaky, to be honest. To say that all dissonators are refined villains merely because usage of the magic requires finesse.

Originally Posted by Saint X

was quick.

Seeing a Necron Lord with a Necron skull in his hand and in a gravely voice go "To be... or not to be. That, is the question." is a very natural image.

Originally Posted by Saint X

*parks a commander unit some distance away and readies for marking*

Still thinking. Keroko doesn't have the foresight to go on a Kane binge... I might see Tesla do it, though is more a strategist, less a visionary...

Maybe Rita?

Originally Posted by Saint X

what, you don't know what character type you are?

tsk tsk tsk

:3

Less gloating, more answering.

Originally Posted by MeisterBabylon

Hey I was kidding.

Just checking.

Originally Posted by Tk3997

Had relatives visiting so of course you guys spammed up the thread while I was away, thanks a ton.

We aim to please.

Originally Posted by Tk3997

Well of course she loves dogfights! Who doesn't love them! Certainly not me!

Maybe I should give that game a try...

[NorthernFallout]

Thanks to Nya~n for sending me a very inspirational pic, and due to that this short was born. Yet again another Blood Maiden case. Music included for those who wants.

A word of warning; I felt uncomfortable writing it and my beta mentioned the same. Reader discretion is advised.

Spoiler for I Have No Tongue But I Must Scream:

Spoiler for Music:

The naked girl sat on an old wooden chair in front of a table. Her hands were tied to the armrests by sturdy ropes and a blindfold over her small eyes made her blind. She had cried for hours now, ever since she had awoken from her painful sleep. She had heard stories circulating in school, about a crazy killer who knocked his victims out and then did unspeakable things to them. Even the police was quiet about the details. The situation she was in now was surreal and so full of horror that she just wanted to go home, to embrace her mother.

Her head still ached from the object hitting her and the rope had begun to carve into the wrists, drawing a small speck of blood. She squirmed to try and make it less painful but they were tied too hard. She could barely move at all and made the feeling of claustrophobia even stronger. Not being able to see, not being able to move… it was like a coffin enclosing her further.

“I hear they talk a lot about me now. Outside. In schools. At the shops,” a young soft voice said behind her.

Invisible to the girl on the chair, Wallachia walked around to the other side of the table wearing the attire she always wore; a simple white dress with cute, tiny shoes fitting together perfectly. Her big white hat she had placed in a corner, to avoid getting it dirty when she began the ritual.

“Please… let me go. I’ll do anything,” the girl uttered weakly.

“They always say that. They will always do anything. However, I don’t give them anything to do. They don’t have to do anything after I’m finished,” Wallachia said in a voice smeared with irritation. It had been going on for years now and it always repeated itself. She had started to become bored.

“I love blood, you see. I want to drink it, I want to consume it. I want it to flow down my throat and I want to feel that cold, metallic taste hitting my tongue. But recently even that doesn’t give me satisfaction. First I just killed anyone and drank, enjoyed it as I should. Now though, other thoughts have been appearing in front of me. I have nightmares sometimes. So scary I just want to cry. But I found a cure for it.”

Wallachia took another rope from the table and approached the girl on the chair. The girl winced at the feet shuffling towards her.

“The cure is to have fun. The problem is I don’t know what fun is. I tried things people have proposed. I only felt boredom from it all,” Wallachia said, walked behind the chair and stopped. “But, I noticed not too long ago I really liked chopping, tearing and slicing. Not in a brutal way, but in a more delicate form. You will be the first one to experience my new… entertainment and it will be great fun for both of us. I’m sure of it.”

Just as she made a move to tie the rope around the girl, she stopped and asked; “Right. What is your name?”

“Helena. Komachi,” the girl stuttered.

With a satisfied nod, Wallachia wrapped the rope around the girl’s mouth and tied it down hard. Unable to even talk now, Helena squirmed in the chair to try and call for help. Only a high-pitched scream erupted from the small airways left around her mouth. It rang out into the room, bouncing off the walls until it came back to her.

“No one can hear you, Helena. We are in a basement, far away from the city centre,” Wallachia said and picked up a scissor from the equipment littering the table. She observed it in the light shining from the roof lamp.

“Rust-free metal, recently sharpened. It can cut through a lot of things if you just got enough strength.”

She placed the opened scissor on Helena’s right ear, the two blades resting on each side of it.

“Hearing. I don’t want to know how it would to be without it. I couldn’t get my blood if I was deaf; it would be horrible to chase people down. But I don’t know how you would react. I want to know.”

Before Helena realized what was going to happen, as her already scared and panicked state of mind refused to let her think clearly, the feeling of sharp metal cutting into her flesh was the next thing that spiked into her consciousness. A scream of pain erupted from her throat but was again stopped by the rope. She trashed wildly which only made the scissor miss its intended target and stuck her through the cheek. Blood flushed into her mouth and down her throat. The scissor was pulled back with haste.

“I would advise you to not move; otherwise I might hit an eye the next time. Oh well, at least I got your ear.”

At that moment Helena realized the extreme and unbearable pain that came from her mentioned right ear. She couldn’t hear anything from that side either. A sucking noise made her think of horror.

“Mmm… delicious. It’s just like sucking the meat from a crab’s claw. Now onto the next one,” Wallachia said and moved over to Helena’s other side. Smears of blood were on her mouth and cheek, and numerous stains on the dress made it dirty.

Helena didn’t want to lose an eye or anything else and so resorted to praying. She was glad she believed in the almighty God. Perhaps he would offer her peace and salvation.

She focused on one single thing, the one thing who made her happy, to try to endure the rest. Her hearing went deaf on the left side too and another spike of unbearable pain flooded her senses.

“Wops. Now you can’t hear me talk… I didn’t think of that,” Wallachia said and looked disappointed. She drank from the other ear and tossed it aside when nothing more would come out of it.

“I feel it… yes, it’s coming to me now. The combined euphoria of blood and having this thing called fun. I can’t let it stop now.”

She threw the scissor on the floor and picked up another tool from the table. It was equipment used to forcibly open the mouth, in case the subject refused or needed help opening it.

“And one and two and…”

With a sudden move she removed the rope tied across Helena’s mouth and quickly inserted the device as soon as Helena tried to draw a big grasp of air. Yet again she couldn’t scream, the metal wires cutting into the edge of her jaw. The strain of it pulled the wound in her cheek further apart.

“I guess this will take a while,” Wallachia said and shuddered. “I’m so excited! This is my first time and it’s going so well!”

The new tool she held in her hand was a simple and tiny plier. She shoved it into Helena’s mouth and grabbed hold of the first teeth that was closest. She stopped there and observed Helena’s fast breathing, her lungs heaving quickly.

“Aaaand so!” she said and dragged the plier out. The tooth and the root it was attached to followed with it, letting blood pour into Helena’s mouth. Again she uttered a wail of intense pain.

Wallachia took the tooth and placed it in her mouth. She threw it around with her tongue, mixing it with her saliva and tasted it. After a few seconds she spit it out and cheered.

“Fun! You can’t imagine how good it tastes!”

The task was repeated again. The wail that came out again, Helena’s soul screaming for mercy, eventually subsided until she couldn’t gather anymore strength. Each pull with the plier further tearing a new wound in her being.

“Aaand that’s the last!” Wallachia said and pulled out the last tooth remaining. Helena’s mouth was a black space now, only her tongue left with slabs of meat hanging down where her teeth ahd once been. The pain she went through was beyond this realm, the taste of blood unbearable. She had already gagged on it several times.

“So what now? Maybe I should do… Yes! Yay! I know!”

Wallachia dropped the plier, letting it clatter on the stone floor, and unraveled the blindfold Helena had been wearing. Bright light shone into her retinas but she didn’t have the strength to look away. The light burned with the intensity of the sun.

“Sight. Another of a human’s senses. Again, without it I couldn’t enjoy this emotion. I want to see how you can handle it,” Wallachia said with a smile on her face and picked up a spoon from the table. It was very sharp for being a spoon, specially manufactured for a single purpose, and was of the same material as the scissor.

“Here I come~ “

As Helena watched, Wallachia stuck the spoon into Helena’s right eye. The pain she had felt so many times refused to leave her, each move with the spoon tormenting her inner mind. She cursed herself for still being alive.

“Hmm… squishy.” Wallachia poked the eye on the spoon and held it close to Helena’s face. “See, this is you. You can stare at yourself now. Hahaaha, this is so fun!”

Helena vomited again as she had done countless of times already. Stomach acid with nothing left in it, any substance left already regurgitated, left her mouth and landed on the stone floor close to Wallachia’s feet. She briskly avoided it and stood a few meters away.

“I don’t want anything on my shoes, you hear me? No wait, you don’t.” Wallchia giggled and eyed Helena with enjoyment. “This is great fun. This euphoria I can feel, it’s great. Everything is great. And we are not even done yet!”

Another take with the spoon and Helena’s world plunged into a dark void. The only thing she could feel was pain. Her hearing was gone, an eerie silence filling her head. Her vision, the one she had watched her mother with, gone. All the colors and light painted black and thrown away.

“Now the question is,” Wallachia murmured to herself while placing the spoon back on the table,” what I should do next. Let’s see; hearing, sight… Ah!”

She clapped her hands together and scrounged around on the table. The tool she was looking for lay in the middle, the light from the rooflamp shining down onto it. It looked majestic, almost like a trophy.

Wallachia grabbed it and approached Helena again.

“Taste. Speech. I want to know,” she said and used the large, white plier to grab a hold of Helena’s tongue. She held it there for a few seconds, waiting, thinking.

“This is the final test, and after this you can tell me all about it. Heave ho!”

The tongue came off with a flesh tearing sound. Blood flooded into Helena’s mouth and blocked her airways. She coughed and spat, but the device still holding her mouth open made the effort fruitless.

“Yes... Wonderful,” Wallachia whispered and bent down. Her lips met Helena’s and they met in an improvised deep kiss. Wallachia let her tongue wander around the blood-filled mouth, Helena unable to do anything. Her strength was gone since long, her mind was numbed and nothing was left of her soul. Only touch remained, and that was being occupied by the girl who had done all the unspeakable, painful and horrible things to her. She couldn’t speak and she couldn’t cry. Everything had been taken away.

Wallachia kept the kiss going, letting more blood flow into her own mouth. She sucked and drank from Helena’s mouth as much as she could before finally letting go. She breathed heavily and looked into the black void that had once inhibited dark blue eyes. Helena gasped for air and began to gag again.

“Wonderful. Splendid. Delicious. I love it,” Wallachia said and stood up straight. She licked her lips to catch any blood left then let her fingers dance on her cheeks. Any blood remaining latched onto her fingertips and she sucked them dry.

“Now, as I said, tell me all about it. How is it… to be blind, deaf and mute?”

Helena uttered a gurgle as that was the only thing she could do and winced. She hadn’t heard Wallachia, nor could she have answered if she had.

Wallachia’s face turned white as a sudden revelation hit her mind and she started to back away from Helena. She hit the table behind her and fell onto the floor with tools falling down over her. She sulked and tears began to run down her cheeks.

“Why… why am I so stupid!? Why!? Why can’t I see it before it’s too late?! Stupid, stupid, stupid!”

She sank down on her knees and put her hands on the floor. She let her tears drop down without any attempt to stop it.

“I failed you again, didn’t I? Again. Again,” she whispered. She stayed on the floor, bent over with tears dripping down. After a minute of silence she rose up with legs shaking and her hands clamped into fists.

“Master, can you forgive me? Again I have disappointed you. I know I have,” she said and looked at Helena. “It’s your fault. It most certainly is. It has to be! I almost fell in love with you, your blood! You tried to take me away from my master! I’ll leave you here because of that!”

Wallachia stopped shouting suddenly and kept silent. She picked her white hat up from the corner where she had thrown it and opened the blast door leading into the complex. It shut with a loud metal clang, leaving behind a deaf, mute and blind girl, bleeding from every possible orifice on her head, tied to an old wooden chair.

Spoiler for Notes:

- Helena's last name does not have any connections. Since I heard the surname before it popped up randomly and I inserted it.

- Everything concerning these Wallachia shorts is connected to KoE and helps developing her character. It is not an alternate timeline or universe... she just deserves her own shorts.

[LoweGear]

Originally Posted by Keroko

You're talking about the girl who has been a guardian program for a book that has seen countless of worlds, countless of magics, and countless occasions of untold destruction for centuries.

I think she can handle it.

She's got a good chance of going then If she's interested in a position as helmsman or gunner, maybe there's some slots available...

Originally Posted by Keroko

Hmm, that actually sounds more like Keroko's area.

Keroko: You mean I can use any of these!?

Very much so An EXCOM license gives the bearer access to any TSAB-Affiliated Tech Lab in Ordered Space, where one can... requisition top-secret experimental gear with the minimum of paperwork. This privilege is underused in EXCOM though due to the limited knowledge of most members about said top-secret weapons (they wouldn't be called such if they weren't so ), and also because few members really have the time to actually have said equipment brought over.

Both can be recitified by a few calls and some favors of course, but then again the choice of equipment should be taken into consideration... in a ship where you barely have enough space for a single shuttle, where are you supposed to dock a Firehawk Stratofighter into?

Originally Posted by Keroko

Less gloating, more answering.

In the immortal words of Admiral Ackbar,

"IT'S A-"

*STATIC*

[Nya~n]

Originally Posted by AtomicoX

Thanks to Nya~n for sending me a very inspirational pic, and due to that this short was born. Yet again another Blood Maiden case. Music included for those who wants.

A word of warning; I felt uncomfortable writing it and my beta mentioned the same. Reader discretion is advised.

Spoiler for I Have No Tongue But I Must Scream:

Spoiler for Music:

The naked girl sat on an old wooden chair in front of a table. Her hands were tied to the armrests by sturdy ropes and a blindfold over her small eyes made her blind. She had cried for hours now, ever since she had awoken from her painful sleep. She had heard stories circulating in school, about a crazy killer who knocked his victims out and then did unspeakable things to them. Even the police was quiet about the details. The situation she was in now was surreal and so full of horror that she just wanted to go home, to embrace her mother.

Her head still ached from the object hitting her and the rope had begun to carve into the wrists, drawing a small speck of blood. She squirmed to try and make it less painful but they were tied too hard. She could barely move at all and made the feeling of claustrophobia even stronger. Not being able to see, not being able to move… it was like a coffin enclosing her further.

“I hear they talk a lot about me now. Outside. In schools. At the shops,” a young soft voice said behind her.

Invisible to the girl on the chair, Wallachia walked around to the other side of the table wearing the attire she always wore; a simple white dress with cute, tiny shoes fitting together perfectly. Her big white hat she had placed in a corner, to avoid getting it dirty when she began the ritual.

“Please… let me go. I’ll do anything,” the girl uttered weakly.

“They always say that. They will always do anything. However, I don’t give them anything to do. They don’t have to do anything after I’m finished,” Wallachia said in a voice smeared with irritation. It had been going on for years now and it always repeated itself. She had started to become bored.

“I love blood, you see. I want to drink it, I want to consume it. I want it to flow down my throat and I want to feel that cold, metallic taste hitting my tongue. But recently even that doesn’t give me satisfaction. First I just killed anyone and drank, enjoyed it as I should. Now though, other thoughts have been appearing in front of me. I have nightmares sometimes. So scary I just want to cry. But I found a cure for it.”

Wallachia took another rope from the table and approached the girl on the chair. The girl winced at the feet shuffling towards her.

“The cure is to have fun. The problem is I don’t know what fun is. I tried things people have proposed. I only felt boredom from it all,” Wallachia said, walked behind the chair and stopped. “But, I noticed not too long ago I really liked chopping, tearing and slicing. Not in a brutal way, but in a more delicate form. You will be the first one to experience my new… entertainment and it will be great fun for both of us. I’m sure of it.”

Just as she made a move to tie the rope around the girl, she stopped and asked; “Right. What is your name?”

“Helena. Komachi,” the girl stuttered.

With a satisfied nod, Wallachia wrapped the rope around the girl’s mouth and tied it down hard. Unable to even talk now, Helena squirmed in the chair to try and call for help. Only a high-pitched scream erupted from the small airways left around her mouth. It rang out into the room, bouncing off the walls until it came back to her.

“No one can hear you, Helena. We are in a basement, far away from the city centre,” Wallachia said and picked up a scissor from the equipment littering the table. She observed it in the light shining from the roof lamp.

“Rust-free metal, recently sharpened. It can cut through a lot of things if you just got enough strength.”

She placed the opened scissor on Helena’s right ear, the two blades resting on each side of it.

“Hearing. I don’t want to know how it would to be without it. I couldn’t get my blood if I was deaf; it would be horrible to chase people down. But I don’t know how you would react. I want to know.”

Before Helena realized what was going to happen, as her already scared and panicked state of mind refused to let her think clearly, the feeling of sharp metal cutting into her flesh was the next thing that spiked into her consciousness. A scream of pain erupted from her throat but was again stopped by the rope. She trashed wildly which only made the scissor miss its intended target and stuck her through the cheek. Blood flushed into her mouth and down her throat. The scissor was pulled back with haste.

“I would advise you to not move; otherwise I might hit an eye the next time. Oh well, at least I got your ear.”

At that moment Helena realized the extreme and unbearable pain that came from her mentioned right ear. She couldn’t hear anything from that side either. A sucking noise made her think of horror.

“Mmm… delicious. It’s just like sucking the meat from a crab’s claw. Now onto the next one,” Wallachia said and moved over to Helena’s other side. Smears of blood were on her mouth and cheek, and numerous stains on the dress made it dirty.

Helena didn’t want to lose an eye or anything else and so resorted to praying. She was glad she believed in the almighty God. Perhaps he would offer her peace and salvation.

She focused on one single thing, the one thing who made her happy, to try to endure the rest. Her hearing went deaf on the left side too and another spike of unbearable pain flooded her senses.

“Wops. Now you can’t hear me talk… I didn’t think of that,” Wallachia said and looked disappointed. She drank from the other ear and tossed it aside when nothing more would come out of it.

“I feel it… yes, it’s coming to me now. The combined euphoria of blood and having this thing called fun. I can’t let it stop now.”

She threw the scissor on the floor and picked up another tool from the table. It was equipment used to forcibly open the mouth, in case the subject refused or needed help opening it.

“And one and two and…”

With a sudden move she removed the rope tied across Helena’s mouth and quickly inserted the device as soon as Helena tried to draw a big grasp of air. Yet again she couldn’t scream, the metal wires cutting into the edge of her jaw. The strain of it pulled the wound in her cheek further apart.

“I guess this will take a while,” Wallachia said and shuddered. “I’m so excited! This is my first time and it’s going so well!”

The new tool she held in her hand was a simple and tiny plier. She shoved it into Helena’s mouth and grabbed hold of the first teeth that was closest. She stopped there and observed Helena’s fast breathing, her lungs heaving quickly.

“Aaaand so!” she said and dragged the plier out. The tooth and the root it was attached to followed with it, letting blood pour into Helena’s mouth. Again she uttered a wail of intense pain.

Wallachia took the tooth and placed it in her mouth. She threw it around with her tongue, mixing it with her saliva and tasted it. After a few seconds she spit it out and cheered.

“Fun! You can’t imagine how good it tastes!”

The task was repeated again. The wail that came out again, Helena’s soul screaming for mercy, eventually subsided until she couldn’t gather anymore strength. Each pull with the plier further tearing a new wound in her being.

“Aaand that’s the last!” Wallachia said and pulled out the last tooth remaining. Helena’s mouth was a black space now, only her tongue left with slabs of meat hanging down where her teeth ahd once been. The pain she went through was beyond this realm, the taste of blood unbearable. She had already gagged on it several times.

“So what now? Maybe I should do… Yes! Yay! I know!”

Wallachia dropped the plier, letting it clatter on the stone floor, and unraveled the blindfold Helena had been wearing. Bright light shone into her retinas but she didn’t have the strength to look away. The light burned with the intensity of the sun.

“Sight. Another of a human’s senses. Again, without it I couldn’t enjoy this emotion. I want to see how you can handle it,” Wallachia said with a smile on her face and picked up a spoon from the table. It was very sharp for being a spoon, specially manufactured for a single purpose, and was of the same material as the scissor.

“Here I come~ “

As Helena watched, Wallachia stuck the spoon into Helena’s right eye. The pain she had felt so many times refused to leave her, each move with the spoon tormenting her inner mind. She cursed herself for still being alive.

“Hmm… squishy.” Wallachia poked the eye on the spoon and held it close to Helena’s face. “See, this is you. You can stare at yourself now. Hahaaha, this is so fun!”

Helena vomited again as she had done countless of times already. Stomach acid with nothing left in it, any substance left already regurgitated, left her mouth and landed on the stone floor close to Wallachia’s feet. She briskly avoided it and stood a few meters away.

“I don’t want anything on my shoes, you hear me? No wait, you don’t.” Wallchia giggled and eyed Helena with enjoyment. “This is great fun. This euphoria I can feel, it’s great. Everything is great. And we are not even done yet!”

Another take with the spoon and Helena’s world plunged into a dark void. The only thing she could feel was pain. Her hearing was gone, an eerie silence filling her head. Her vision, the one she had watched her mother with, gone. All the colors and light painted black and thrown away.

“Now the question is,” Wallachia murmured to herself while placing the spoon back on the table,” what I should do next. Let’s see; hearing, sight… Ah!”

She clapped her hands together and scrounged around on the table. The tool she was looking for lay in the middle, the light from the rooflamp shining down onto it. It looked majestic, almost like a trophy.

Wallachia grabbed it and approached Helena again.

“Taste. Speech. I want to know,” she said and used the large, white plier to grab a hold of Helena’s tongue. She held it there for a few seconds, waiting, thinking.

“This is the final test, and after this you can tell me all about it. Heave ho!”

The tongue came off with a flesh tearing sound. Blood flooded into Helena’s mouth and blocked her airways. She coughed and spat, but the device still holding her mouth open made the effort fruitless.

“Yes... Wonderful,” Wallachia whispered and bent down. Her lips met Helena’s and they met in an improvised deep kiss. Wallachia let her tongue wander around the blood-filled mouth, Helena unable to do anything. Her strength was gone since long, her mind was numbed and nothing was left of her soul. Only touch remained, and that was being occupied by the girl who had done all the unspeakable, painful and horrible things to her. She couldn’t speak and she couldn’t cry. Everything had been taken away.

Wallachia kept the kiss going, letting more blood flow into her own mouth. She sucked and drank from Helena’s mouth as much as she could before finally letting go. She breathed heavily and looked into the black void that had once inhibited dark blue eyes. Helena gasped for air and began to gag again.

“Wonderful. Splendid. Delicious. I love it,” Wallachia said and stood up straight. She licked her lips to catch any blood left then let her fingers dance on her cheeks. Any blood remaining latched onto her fingertips and she sucked them dry.

“Now, as I said, tell me all about it. How is it… to be blind, deaf and mute?”

Helena uttered a gurgle as that was the only thing she could do and winced. She hadn’t heard Wallachia, nor could she have answered if she had.

Wallachia’s face turned white as a sudden revelation hit her mind and she started to back away from Helena. She hit the table behind her and fell onto the floor with tools falling down over her. She sulked and tears began to run down her cheeks.

“Why… why am I so stupid!? Why!? Why can’t I see it before it’s too late?! Stupid, stupid, stupid!”

She sank down on her knees and put her hands on the floor. She let her tears drop down without any attempt to stop it.

“I failed you again, didn’t I? Again. Again,” she whispered. She stayed on the floor, bent over with tears dripping down. After a minute of silence she rose up with legs shaking and her hands clamped into fists.

“Master, can you forgive me? Again I have disappointed you. I know I have,” she said and looked at Helena. “It’s your fault. It most certainly is. It has to be! I almost fell in love with you, your blood! You tried to take me away from my master! I’ll leave you here because of that!”

Wallachia stopped shouting suddenly and kept silent. She picked her white hat up from the corner where she had thrown it and opened the blast door leading into the complex. It shut with a loud metal clang, leaving behind a deaf, mute and blind girl, bleeding from every possible orifice on her head, tied to an old wooden chair.

Spoiler for Notes:

- Helena's last name does not have any connections. Since I heard the surname before it popped up randomly and I inserted it.

- Everything concerning these Wallachia shorts is connected to KoE and helps developing her character. It is not an alternate timeline or universe... she just deserves her own shorts.

*tosses a cookie* You'll have to blame my bassist for being such a fan of guro. Amazing what picspams in MSN can do~ ufufufufufu

I'm surprised it took Walla-tan this long to make this (slight) change in her psych though. I'm either too dazed to realise what it's about, but I do wonder what was it that Wallachia was saying in that monologue to His memory.

Originally Posted by LoweGear

In the immortal words of Admiral Ackbar,

"IT'S A-"

*STATIC*

:3

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Originally Posted by Keroko

Hmyeah, true, she is the 'most' normal of the group. Emphasis on most though.

Well, Nena is hardly normal in the strictest sense of the word either. But compared to their contemporaries--the rest of Section Six for Teana and the various other villains of the Nanohaverse for Nena (though she doesn't qualify as a Mad Scientist, of course)... they are both significantly less than "over nine thousand." =p

Details, he's on the same powerlevel as Subaru and Teana and several years younger than them to boot. Saying that he "isn't a terribly powerful mage" at this point is rather silly.

And Erio uses a spear, which stabs, which is precision style magic.

Sounds like Erio would be a more fierce opponent than you portray him to be.

Erio is a bad example since he's a Belkan-type and thus prone to beating the crap out of stuff with his Device. I don't recall ever seeing him use a purely ranged attack in the entirety of StrikerS. Nena would certainly have problems with him, just as she would against Subaru, Signum or Vita.

His magic power notwithstanding, his close combat power would be the deciding factor in such an encounter. ^^; But since Erio and Caro are off doing whatever it is they do in the Green Corps, Nena does not encounter them. She predominately tussles with Teana and Fate, but there's a bit of Subaru, Nanoha and Yuuno in there as well. Hayate and her groupies are off getting into trouble somewhere.

Yes, I'm bringing the ferret boy back. Yes, I like the ferret boy. No, just because I like the ferret boy doesn't mean I am against Nanoha/Fate shipping. Let's hope that disclaimer clears up any confusion. ^^;

I was pissed that StrikerS basically wrote him out as a character when he got a lot of good screen time kicking ass in A's. The whole of StrikerS was conducted without a good defensive support mage. Caro's more offensive support with her power boosting magic and Continuous Summon spells.