And if we take into consderation the three OC Aces...
Keroko-chan = Holds a fragment of Neltharion's powers. And given time and some edits by Keroko-kun and others, she could go around X in output temporarily.
Hikki = son of Nagalintar. Strongest Ace at normal circumstances. ZA WARUDO! and has a completely HAXXed berserk mode.
Kha = Kor Fuzion w/ Fate
The most important thing to me is balance. If Keroko`s h4xx are needed to keep balance, then its okay with me.
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It's not really that bad. Tesla still definitely can go neck and neck with Aurion in combat tactics. But Aurion trumps her in the sick humor department, which is also included in the scoreboard. The main reason why Aurion has such a lead is because of his not too normal mind tricks/jokes. So Tesla's ego won't be really damaged as much as your claiming.
Oooh, now I see. Still, poor Tesla-chan.
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Attention!
Well, I got some bad news here.
The OC List has reached its size limit. I cannot add any more links.
Any suggestions?
Here is mine:
Each of you make a post and organize all of your characters' links and information, and I will link to these posts. I will still keep information such as character and squad names. (In other words, the list will be the same, just without individual character links) I can PM you what I have done so far (the raw code) so you wont have to work on the old links. The OC List right now has all the links up till page 268.
Urk... that will require some time.... though maybe not as much as others. Do you mind if I do this last, when I get home?
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Mini-update! In my manga gathering spree, I finally decided on the identity of the last Rogue.
For those of you who may know her: Unit type M.A.M.E.T.
For those of you who don`t:
Spoiler for heavy spoiler, but nobody cares, right?:
She`s an android originating from a manga called `Junk Force` and the best way to describe her would be a combination of Nakajima level awesomeness and Vivio level moeness. Including a certain mommy program. Shell help explaining why Keroko is so comfortable being a mama.
Oh yeah, I hope you guys dont mind if I continue to use that OC List to organize my links... at least for now.
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Hmm, that's also good. Still PM me the links you have so far and I'll edit the posts so that each character and/or story would have a single post.
PM on the way... sorry, I had to finish some work stuff.
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Urk... that will require some time.... though maybe not as much as others. Do you mind if I do this last, when I get home?
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Mini-update! In my manga gathering spree, I finally decided on the identity of the last Rogue.
For those of you who may know her: Unit type M.A.M.E.T.
For those of you who don`t:
Spoiler for heavy spoiler, but nobody cares, right?:
She`s an android originating from a manga called `Junk Force` and the best way to describe her would be a combination of Nakajima level awesomeness and Vivio level moeness. Including a certain mommy program. Shell help mexplaining why Keroko is so comfortable being a mama.
Well, I dont see need to organize your stuff, as you dont have 30 or more parts like other people.
Mini-update! In my manga gathering spree, I finally decided on the identity of the last Rogue.
For those of you who may know her: Unit type M.A.M.E.T.
For those of you who don`t:
Spoiler for heavy spoiler, but nobody cares, right?:
She`s an android originating from a manga called `Junk Force` and the best way to describe her would be a combination of Nakajima level awesomeness and Vivio level moeness. Including a certain mommy program. Shell help mexplaining why Keroko is so comfortable being a mama.
Not a spoiler for me as I hear about said manga for the first time Shall I go wiki it I wonder
For some reason, I felt compelled to comment on the Caro-powah thing, but it didn't feel as immersing as your cliche, yet exciting Mel-Arcas parts.
And yeah, I believe you...
Really I do. I had zero intention of Astra being so tsun-tsun towards Shamal, or even Isdera having the warrior's admiration of Signum... It just came about. Which was why there wasn't really anything substantial on Wira on his-rivalry lol.
I'll be interested to see where this will be going.
Thanks for your review... and your belief!
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Hurray for "Oniichan... dame?" killer word! You win!
<freezes> NO!! NOT AGAIN!!! THIS ISN'T WHO I AM!!!
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*Standing Ovation* BRAVO!
Truly Epic Arcas/Mel moments here! At last, those two FINALLY got together And a heartwarming moment those two had Although mistaking Arcas for cheating with Shamal was
And... Caro's ONII-CHAN BREAKER FTW!!
Thanks! Please continue to read my work!
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NICE!
That sums it up nicely.
Indeed.
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Awesome So while I was correct in thinking that he proposing, it not's quite the ring that I was expecting...
A nice end to their stay on Earth
So they'll be heading back to where ever they normally stay then, should be interesting.
Onni-chan dame....... the next version of the onichan breaker...........
It's not a formal proposal... that comes MUCH later - but it essentially is a marriage promise.
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[Satty][/Satty]
EPIC WIN!!!
Finally! The lurve!
Let's see...
Caro's Onii-chan Breaker =
Mel and Arcas ploy to embarrass the Aces =
The ribbon... leading to the SMOOCH! =
WHOOOHOOO! Extremely good work!
By the way, Shamal and Arcas seem like extremely close cousins by how they interact...
Well, EPIC was what I was going for... glad to know I did it!
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@Reiji: Let me think about it... Do you want a powerful enemy? I can make a Faust or a Mephisto ala-Nexus if you'd like. Though I'm not sure about the speed or even if I could make one.
I'm looking for something like that... these'll be the Dunamist opponents in LegendS, so feel free.
And as to time, I won't start writing LegendS until StrikerS is over, and even then it'll take some time to get to the Dunamists - you've probably got 7-10 weeks to come up with one.
AND I NEED THE GENDER!!!
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Hmm, I'm having my hands full with creating the villains for OutcastS, but as you don't need the history to be included I can come up with a design today evening. (I need to put some of the pictures in my collection to use after all )
Great chapter and epic finale for Seven Days (is this the end or there's going to be some kind of epilogue btw?)
Sorry that I'm not good in commenting on touching stuff like this
Thanks for volunteering on char #2! Be glad to have a pic up...
This is not the end of Seven Days... there's an epilogue that'll be up in the next few.
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Epic indeed ^^ a complete Win
Wish I had more time to comment but i don't
i look forward to reading more tomorrow... if i have time ><
Thanks!
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OK let's do this democratically. Please vote for the option that you feel is most appropiate :
Spoiler for Spoiler!:
The Psycannon Armed Device named Magnus is a weapon created specifically to combat daemons.
It's family of devices are more powerful versions of the Sacred Bolter, utilizing high-calibre Light-charged ritually-inscribed silver-tipped cartridges. The divine charge and ritual inscription on every cartridge empowers the Bolt spell to better penetrate defensive shielding, and is especially effective against Daemons and their Invulnerable Barriers. The weapon has a suspensor to offset the weight and allows it to be fired on the move although at a cost of reduced effective range.
It resembles Cross Mirage as Magnus uses the Metal Storm cartridge loading system. This allows it to use the same cartridges that TK loads.
Magnus is a bolt-gun version of the Psycannon. High-ranking members of the Licht von Belka may use such lighter versions which fire downsized version of the psycannon ammunition as their Nemesis Force devices are their main weapon. These are less effective than the standard bolter version of the Psycannons but are more powerful than the Sacred Bolters of the same calibre.
Kha found this weapon on Meggido. This and several other mysterious artefacts were found on "Massacre Plain", where it seemed that an entire unit of Cleric-knights and Raumritter had perished violently fighting off the Necron. The plot thickens as Sakura felt that she had seen Magnus before...
Are you for or against this device? [Magneto]Choose now.[/Magneto]
AH dam you pointed it out. I saw the Ah-Kami-sama! and DNAngel refs before reading the author's notes.
Nicely done. And as usually, girls really gotta stop jumping to conclusions.
???: ...
*Creator-san disappears in a flash of light*
The new Device isn't bad... just don't abuse it too much.
And thanks for your review!
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OK I'll send you guys PMs shortly.
And I actually thought of a better idea, though very similar to the above. I can keep all the individual character links, EXCEPT for biography update links. As for stories related to these characters, I can also link to the first parts of these stories only. Links to other parts you can include in your character's and/or story's original post, to which I will be linking on the list.
Here's an example:
Created by An Hero in Disguise
TSAB Intelligence Department Special Section D Commanding Unit "Vanguard"
Thanks for volunteering on char #2! Be glad to have a pic up...
This is not the end of Seven Days... there's an epilogue that'll be up in the next few.
I was busy reorganizing my posts for Erio (I had some troubles with it due to the fact that some parts of Dance of the Demons were posted by Kha and I couldn't edit them ), so the character will have to wait for tomorrow. BTW any specific wishes? Like approximate power level, wanted/unwanted range of abilities etc?
Well, I'm confused by your request a tad...I don't really see anything in the original bio that clashes with Kha's progression up to StrikerS, but if there is, I'll change it for what you're doing.
And, come to think of it, Alaeith does kinda look like Otto in my mind...
And the Stahlritter, eh? Nice name for the group, good sir.
I never really envisioned nor accidentally intended for Alaeith to be classified as the first Guardian, but maybe that ain't so bad- but since Sakura was around before...it might work, though, but I'll have to hear what you say about it.
About his last, rather destructive spell- hey, everyone's gotta have one, right?
1. No I see nothing wrong either. I said that paragraph about the updated profile just in case you had other things in mind based on the one still on the 2nd thread post.
Well you did say Alaeith was the Guardian of the Libram, and there was never another until about 3 years b4 StrikerS, when Kha awakened Sakura's consciousness inside the Libram. And since Sakura became the Guardian long after the book was written, it's not too farfetched to think that there might've been other guardians in the past. And so... chance to introduce another time paradox.
It could be better. Stahlritter comes from the line of assets Kha has that have Stahl in them, the most famous one being the "super robot" DaiStahlMut.
Now if the Stahlritter were to regroup, I suppose another super robot combination has been unlocked... I think Aaron's gonna pounce on me for thinking the above.
/agree @ last point. I just recalled Erio had the same reaction at Kha's Chaosform.
Eh, the idea for sorting out the list sounds alright...even though I've already done what you've asked, Erio...hopefully so.
And now, more Lettermen:
Spoiler for Letters (F-I):
F.
Age: 8 years, after activation.
Eye color: Silver.
Hair color: Midnight blue.
Height: Around Sein's.
Weight: Around Sein's.
IS Skill: (...)
Bio: Sixth of the Letters/Lettermen, and sixth to be activated. Designated as a Spec Ops member of the team, and, much like Sein, is rather amiable and willing to talk to others. His constant chatty nature tends to grind the nerves of a few, short-fused members of the team, and also some of the Numbers, going so far as being labeled as a "motormouth" by others.
G.
Age: 3 years, after activation.
Hair color: Olive.
Eye color: Silver.
Height: Around Sette's.
Weight: Around Sette's.
IS Skill: (...)
Bio: Seventh of the Letters, and the 10th to be activated. Another Lettermen specialized in the area of close combat, he is the "mute" of the group, never saying a word unless it is absolutely necessary. His behavior confuses some of the other Lettermen, but C says that his near-perpetual silence is a "distinguished character trait", despite it unnerving some.
H.
Age: 4 years, after activation.
Hair color: Mahogany.
Eye color: Silver.
Height: Around Otto's.
Weight: Around Otto's.
IS Skill: (...)
Bio: The eighth of the Letters, and the 9th to be activated. Loyal, but with a short temper, he is a determined follower of Scaglietti. He has been subjected to jokes from his older comrades in arms for being too dutiful, and E has given him the nickname of "Time Bomb" due to his short temper. Despite this, he is protecting of his allies, even if his attitude does get on the nerves of some.
I.
Age: 6 years, after activation.
Hair color: Cardinal red.
Eye color: Silver.
Height: Around Nove's.
Weight: Around Nove's.
IS Skill: (...)
Bio: The ninth of the Lettermen, and the seventh to be activated. He is a sharp contrast to Nove, having a calm, controlled temper and seeing everything he does simply as another errand to perform. He chides Nove often for her outbursts, which usually results in him receiving a dosage of pain. He also specialized in the area of close combat.
I could re-do H's bio...and IS Skill names are still hard to come by. Of course, I'll make bigger versions of these like I'm doing with A to E. Expect J to L tomorrow. Feedback is appreciated.
Whew!! I gotta say, whenever I come up with a story to write I have no problem starting it off or ending it. It's the middle that always gets me. Here's the next part of Minea's diaries for everyone to enjoy. Heh, I realized that right now there is only one male character in my stories... And he doesn't say much. I have considered add ZERO male characters except for Judas but I realized that alienating main male characters might push the moe agenda too much. The main villain for the first and second section is male. I'll have his character profile up soon once I introduce him and finish thinking over his mind set.
Something to look forward to will be Alexandria's five chosen for her unit. Their uniforms match exactly to Alexandria's uniform. Each of them, once their wills and minds were broken by Alexandria's training, went separately to meet with Celesti for special implants and preparation for using their Devices.
One last note, the Device Attachment that Minea designed is both an alternative to the cartridge unit or an addition. Three to five Magnifying glass shape lens disperse from the user's weapon acting in one of three functions, binds, barriers, or enhancing a spell. This allows the user to cast one normal spell, and a low level spell at the same time.
Spoiler for Minea's Diaries #4 Part 2:
[Minea]
On the morning after the event at the Diner, Minea awoke in her bed a mess. She felt chills rushing over her body, she felt hot in her head, but at the same time her heart couldn’t stop pounding. She sat up pressing her right hand to her cheeks. They were inflamed and dark. Was she sick? Did some terrible flu over come her body? No, she was feeling these symptoms from a dream she just awoke from. “God, I never had a dream like that before… And with someone I just met too…” The young girl sighed shaking away the images of Constance from her brain. Over one night she was love struck, and love struck hard.
After taking her morning shower, Minea got dressed to go to the diner. It was Saturday so she didn’t have to work, but with Alexandria and Celesti not needing her, she spent her days off at her place of employment. She sat on her bed while she slid the thigh high, white socks up to their place inches below her waist. Her tail lying limp behind her freed from having to deal with any pants hole since today she decided to wear a skirt. Despite the cold, she had the thigh high socks to keep her legs warm. A dazzling attraction for the eyes, thigh high white socks, a black mini skirt, a red sweater, her clip on earrings in her ears, and her hair set to a high angle pony tail. Minea’s felt amazing today despite the attack yesterday.
Leaving the condominium building she lived at, Minea felt the first chill of the 7:30 AM air brush against her body. Her hands rose folding together over her torso hugging her petite little body to stop the shivers. It was just a five minute walk and she would be in the warmth of the diner eating hot breakfast made by her favorite cook.
Arriving at the Diner, Minea glanced at a watch she wore on her wrist to check the time; 7:35 AM on the dot. Both hands pushed against the glass doors leading into her home away from home. The first thing to hit her nose was the smell of freshly prepared food. Each Saturday and Sunday was a new dish served for her. Ethel waiting on the other side of the counter in front of Minea’s usual stool waiting with a bright smile, her usual uniform, dark sunglasses, and thick makeup. It was amusing to Minea, out of everyone who worked or usually came here, only she could tell the four Ethels apart. “Mornin, Ethel. What do you have for me this morning?” She grinned waving her hand in a form of greeting to the elderly woman.
“The Old Man wanted to try out a new omelet. Decided that he’d use his kitten for the taste tester.” Ethel replied moving from her usual spot grabbing the coffee pot from its heater. She circled around the opened place of the counter moving to a few of the tables with occupants. Most of those who were eating here were couples either passing through the town or coming here for their weekly breakfast out.
Minea stepped lightly towards her favorite booth, set right next to the area that split the L counter letting waitresses move from behind the counter to the diner and back to the kitchen. This gave her the most optimal place to be able to chat with the crew in the kitchen or the Ethels and if she had too… Vanissa. Minea suddenly felt a chill run up and down her spine. Her body stiffening to prepare her muscles for what was going to come. A breeze touched at Minea’s back side… her body twisting in one swift motion. Her ears rested back onto chestnut hair, her tail lashed out battle ready, the back of her right hand swung around to strike right behind her. “Got you this time, Vanissa!”
“No you didn’t. Ooo, pink panties. Still not wearing the thong I got you, huh?” To Minea’s surprise, Vanissa was behind her where she was once facing. Vanissa had reached down pulling the top of Minea’s skirt up revealing her panties underneath, the other hand gently stroking the end of Minea’s tail. Vanissa was off today to spend time with her sister. Since she knew that Minea would be there at the diner, she insisted that they stop by for breakfast with her ‘Future Wife’. Tight fitting, leather pants adorned her legs, a plain t-shirt rested on her torso beneath the snazzy leather jacket. Black biker boots clicked the ground as she tapped with her toe. “It would look so good on yo…” Her words were cut off.
Minea again swung around to hit Vanissa for the perverted act but found her boss already on her knees clutching her head. To her surprise Constance stood towering over her younger sibling, right hand curled into a tight fist. “People are going to arrest you for sexual harassment or even pedophilia if you keep that up.” Constance was behind her elder sibling, fingerless gloved hand coming back resting opposite of its pair at her side. Perfect fit cargo pants, four pockets per leg, a leather belt with a holster containing her mother’s Glock, flight jacket, combat boots black, and a wife beater shirt. She moved back around the counter’s open area to pass Vanissa taking a seat next to where Minea would be sitting. The soldier shrugged her shoulders, right hand coming up from its rested place waving for Ethel to bring her a cup of coffee. “Didn’t get any sleep last night.”
Minea looked on confused by how the two sisters acted. This was nothing like Alexandria and her self acted between one another. Her hands came down pushing against the bar stool lifting her self up, over, down onto the smooth, leather cushion. Her tail twitched freely behind her swaying twice then coming down to dangle behind her; her hands moving there after to tug her skirt down. Glancing to her side at Constance, Minea felt the heat rise back to her cheeks. The normally talkative girl became quiet as a mouse when seated besides Constance. The memories of her previous night’s dream came flourishing back to her mind in vivid bursts of colors and sensations. Her soft hands came up pressing against her face blocking away the utter embarrassment she was feeling.
“That’s my seat!!” Vanissa shrieked at Constance rushing over tugging at her sister’s shoulder with both her hands. “I get to sit next to Minea!” She whined in a child’s voice. Blue hair brushed down over her face and shoulders as she frantically bounced and jumped up and down. “I want to sit there!” A sudden glare from Constance, when she turned her head, brought Vanissa sulking as she sat down on the opposite side of her younger sister. “Let me just get some cereal and coffee, Ethel…”
“Vanissa, you need to calm your self down. Minea is Fourteen years old. You don’t need to be chasing around someone that age. If I didn’t know that you were harmless I would have had you arrested for the skirt pulling stunt a moment ago. Thank you, Ma’am.” Constance nodded to Ethel when the mug of steaming, black coffee came to rest in front of her. Right hand came up along the side of the mug letting slender fingers curl around the crescent handle. “You also kept me up all night with your infernal typing. I swear, a grown woman doesn’t need to spend all her time on forum sights discussing cosplay outfits.”
“Those outfits are important for Minea’s future!” Vanissa shot back glancing sidelong at her sister.
“Those outfits would break obscenity laws.” Constance murmured sipping a long drink from the warmth of her mug.
Minea felt her self begin to shake lightly. Why was she having these embarrassing thoughts and feelings? This wasn’t like her at all. The fresh omelet soon served in front of her, the girl thought of only one thing and drowning away any thoughts or conversations away in the delight of a Diner cooked meal.
Vanissa and Constance glanced over at Minea at the same time, their eye brows rising with confused looks painting over each of their faces. The sister’s looked at one another then back to the cat girl. “Slow down, you’re going to make your self sick.” Constance pointed out waving a hand in front of her own mouth to try and calm the agitated feline girl.
“I’m fine.” Satisfied, she sighed gaining the courage had before now that she had a belly full of food. Her ears twitched alive, her hands resting onto her lap once they cleaned her face with a napkin. She twisted her torso just a bit to face Constance. “Thank you for your help yesterday. If you hadn’t come along at the right time I’m sure I would have been a bit hurt.” The charming smile she flashed was the same that she gave the usual customers who came in, but this time it had a certain amount of warmth to it that it normally didn’t have. “I’m Minea Damuel. It’s a pleasure.”
Constance finally gave up her will power and looked at Minea. Around the girl’s head there seemed to be birds fluttering and light pouring in giving her an almost angelic appearance. Constance felt a jerking from with in her belly while every fiber of her body was screaming that something was both wrong yet right with this scenario. “I know your name.” She murmured pulling her eyes away from Minea. “Vanissa won’t stop talking about you. Of course, she also looks at her check book at the same time.” Constance shot a side way glance at Vanissa who was seething at the way her sibling was acting towards her. “I could just tell you some stories about her.”
“Wait, how do you know, Vanissa?” Minea asked glancing between the two women. Up until now she had assumed that perhaps they were lovers or once were, but now she wasn’t so sure.
“Constance and I are step sisters.” Vanissa chimed in. She was getting annoyed not being a part of this conversation. During the time watching her sister “flirt” with Minea (Vanissa believed she was doing so), she had poured half a container of sugar into her cereal turning it into a disaster of cavity filled proportions. “Her mother married my father.”
“And her father didn’t realize what it would be like being married to a Navy Seal who deserted her country and occupation to be with her love.” Constance took another long sip of her coffee when a wicked thought went through her mind. She let the thought go though, it wasn’t like her to begin to spread stories around.
[Alexandria]
Alexandria rested in the confines of her office on the fourth floor of the ten story administrational building of the TSAB Facility. All training had been put on hold for the past week when orders came for a new trainer to arrive. Alexandria adorned her black uniform, seated behind her desk. A new training program was flashed in front of her on a holographic screen detailing the function of the new Trainer. The trainer would act in conjunction with the Enforcer Trainer giving a 4 week preliminary course to weed out any possible rejects before the Enforcer trainer gets their hands on them. This would help in eliminating the hot heads, illusions of grandeur, and those who passed the tests through either money or who they know.
The Ice Queen smiled at the possibilities this new idea would bring. The trainer wouldn’t be stepping on her toes, and she could weed out some of the rejections early without having to cause injuries; though she did like causing the injuries to begin with. Alexandria lifted her head when the voices outside her office in the main room caught her attention. The various cubical officers were talking about events at the local Diner. Many of them knew of the relationship between Minea and Alexandria so they remained hushed on the subject.
“Yeah. I tell you, that little s$%# was just asking for someone to do that to her. I don’t care if she dresses that way for her job or not. I hear her sister works here too. I betcha I could get the little tramp in the sack if I hold her sister’s job over her head, huh?” The voice began to laugh obnoxiously, but he laughed alone. No one else wanted to join in to back up his comments for fear of Alexandria and their love for Minea.
“Krist, you shouldn’t say such things about Minea or about Enforcer Alexandria…” An officer would chime in but fell silent soon after.
“Shut your mouth!” Krist shouted out loud. “I’m not afraid of some enforcer who thinks she’s the big shot of this facility. Now that I’m here she wont be the one calling the shots like I hear. First her, then that d#$@ b%#%^ Lantus will be begging me to have mercy on them.” Krist glanced at his coworkers as they began to turn away from him, walking back to their individual cubicle desks. The shaggy haired delinquent was about to question their actions… when he heard a voice behind him.
“So, it was you who tried to harm my younger sibling. Hm? And now you also threaten me.” Her arms were folded over her chest as she stared down the foolish man. Krist was seated in a chair, his right arm was molded into a cast and his right shoulder braced with a special device. He looked on with terror in his eyes at the Ice Queen standing over him. “You thought what happened to you was bad, perhaps you should reconsider who is before you. Judas, turn off the security feeds on this area. I know that everyone here understands what they are about to see.”
Her voice spoke to her unseen familiar. The tall, voiceless dragonic man stepped out from the office where he was knelt hidden behind the cabinets in Alexandria’s office. He wore something different today. A tight fitting piece of chain mail armor over his torso with leather pants along his legs. His right arm came against his waist when he bowed to Alexandria; massive wings extending out behind him. Right hand came upwards with two fingers pointed forward a circle of magic forming beneath him. In a whisper of magic that did not come from his mouth but from around him; the area would become dark to any electronic recordings of this future incident.
“Now my friend, you will see what happens when you touch my beloved younger sister.”
Dear Diary March 25th,
What am I going to do, Diary? I promised that I would save my heart for when I met Signum but… Today I got to further meet someone else. The woman who came to my aid yesterday was at the diner again. I feel bad for her the moment I learned that she’s sisters with Vanissa. I have to wonder about the different things that Vanissa must have put her through. I know with me she has a habit of walking in on me, slapping my bottom hard when she’s in a good mood, and even taking photographs of me while I’m serving. If she wasn’t so nice to me and finally gave everyone money for their health insurance I’d probably have reported her.
I asked Constance about what she had on her belt. She told me it was a pistol her mother was given by her father when she first became a Navy Seal. Constance got it from her mother when she became an Enforcer here. The technology is a bit backwards; it doesn’t use magic to be used but a kind of alchemy instead. She seemed really confident using the weapon rather then using a Device; again, I found this odd to find out.
Vanissa insisted I go with her and Constance during their errands that day. I think she just wanted to look up my skirt more… I was right. We went to a variety of stores for food, clothing for Constance, and a furniture gallery. Constance was moving from the dormitories they have at her old facility and into a Condominium above Vanissa so she didn’t have any furniture. Constance is a very conservative shopper picking out only the very basic needs without many luxuries to go with them. I have to admire someone who thinks practical while Vanissa tried to go straight to the lingerie section with me… I swear if I kept getting strange looks from everyone I am going to find some way to black mail her…
I got home late tonight, and Alexandria was waiting for me. I felt terrified that she was upset with me for staying out too late but… she wasn’t. She came over to me and patted my head. She told me that the “man who tried to hurt me” would no longer be able to hurt me. She said “Only I am allowed to discipline you. Remember this.” I asked her what she meant, of course, and she told me that the man who tried to hit me had an accident. He fell out the window of her office floor. The look in her eyes told me that it wasn’t an accident. She told me the doctors have told her the damage to the man’s brain is so severe that he will never be able to move or think on his own again.
Alexandria hugged me before I went to bed. This was the first time she ever did this, and I never felt more terrified in my life but… I also felt happy. She whispered to me that, “No one would ever hurt me.” Then told me to go to bed. I’m so confused right now. I thought that what her and mother did was for the best of me but… this confirms that they love me, doesn’t it?
That's pretty much all, still some things to add (like that Jail & Lutecia gig I did )
Gonna look for it...
Wow That's one massive list
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Originally Posted by AImost Pure
Whew!! I gotta say, whenever I come up with a story to write I have no problem starting it off or ending it. It's the middle that always gets me. Here's the next part of Minea's diaries for everyone to enjoy. Heh, I realized that right now there is only one male character in my stories... And he doesn't say much. I have considered add ZERO male characters except for Judas but I realized that alienating main male characters might push the moe agenda too much. The main villain for the first and second section is male. I'll have his character profile up soon once I introduce him and finish thinking over his mind set.
Something to look forward to will be Alexandria's five chosen for her unit. Their uniforms match exactly to Alexandria's uniform. Each of them, once their wills and minds were broken by Alexandria's training, went separately to meet with Celesti for special implants and preparation for using their Devices.
One last note, the Device Attachment that Minea designed is both an alternative to the cartridge unit or an addition. Three to five Magnifying glass shape lens disperse from the user's weapon acting in one of three functions, binds, barriers, or enhancing a spell. This allows the user to cast one normal spell, and a low level spell at the same time.
Spoiler for Minea's Diaries #4 Part 2:
[Minea]
On the morning after the event at the Diner, Minea awoke in her bed a mess. She felt chills rushing over her body, she felt hot in her head, but at the same time her heart couldn’t stop pounding. She sat up pressing her right hand to her cheeks. They were inflamed and dark. Was she sick? Did some terrible flu over come her body? No, she was feeling these symptoms from a dream she just awoke from. “God, I never had a dream like that before… And with someone I just met too…” The young girl sighed shaking away the images of Constance from her brain. Over one night she was love struck, and love struck hard.
After taking her morning shower, Minea got dressed to go to the diner. It was Saturday so she didn’t have to work, but with Alexandria and Celesti not needing her, she spent her days off at her place of employment. She sat on her bed while she slid the thigh high, white socks up to their place inches below her waist. Her tail lying limp behind her freed from having to deal with any pants hole since today she decided to wear a skirt. Despite the cold, she had the thigh high socks to keep her legs warm. A dazzling attraction for the eyes, thigh high white socks, a black mini skirt, a red sweater, her clip on earrings in her ears, and her hair set to a high angle pony tail. Minea’s felt amazing today despite the attack yesterday.
Leaving the condominium building she lived at, Minea felt the first chill of the 7:30 AM air brush against her body. Her hands rose folding together over her torso hugging her petite little body to stop the shivers. It was just a five minute walk and she would be in the warmth of the diner eating hot breakfast made by her favorite cook.
Arriving at the Diner, Minea glanced at a watch she wore on her wrist to check the time; 7:35 AM on the dot. Both hands pushed against the glass doors leading into her home away from home. The first thing to hit her nose was the smell of freshly prepared food. Each Saturday and Sunday was a new dish served for her. Ethel waiting on the other side of the counter in front of Minea’s usual stool waiting with a bright smile, her usual uniform, dark sunglasses, and thick makeup. It was amusing to Minea, out of everyone who worked or usually came here, only she could tell the four Ethels apart. “Mornin, Ethel. What do you have for me this morning?” She grinned waving her hand in a form of greeting to the elderly woman.
“The Old Man wanted to try out a new omelet. Decided that he’d use his kitten for the taste tester.” Ethel replied moving from her usual spot grabbing the coffee pot from its heater. She circled around the opened place of the counter moving to a few of the tables with occupants. Most of those who were eating here were couples either passing through the town or coming here for their weekly breakfast out.
Minea stepped lightly towards her favorite booth, set right next to the area that split the L counter letting waitresses move from behind the counter to the diner and back to the kitchen. This gave her the most optimal place to be able to chat with the crew in the kitchen or the Ethels and if she had too… Vanissa. Minea suddenly felt a chill run up and down her spine. Her body stiffening to prepare her muscles for what was going to come. A breeze touched at Minea’s back side… her body twisting in one swift motion. Her ears rested back onto chestnut hair, her tail lashed out battle ready, the back of her right hand swung around to strike right behind her. “Got you this time, Vanissa!”
“No you didn’t. Ooo, pink panties. Still not wearing the thong I got you, huh?” To Minea’s surprise, Vanissa was behind her where she was once facing. Vanissa had reached down pulling the top of Minea’s skirt up revealing her panties underneath, the other hand gently stroking the end of Minea’s tail. Vanissa was off today to spend time with her sister. Since she knew that Minea would be there at the diner, she insisted that they stop by for breakfast with her ‘Future Wife’. Tight fitting, leather pants adorned her legs, a plain t-shirt rested on her torso beneath the snazzy leather jacket. Black biker boots clicked the ground as she tapped with her toe. “It would look so good on yo…” Her words were cut off.
Minea again swung around to hit Vanissa for the perverted act but found her boss already on her knees clutching her head. To her surprise Constance stood towering over her younger sibling, right hand curled into a tight fist. “People are going to arrest you for sexual harassment or even pedophilia if you keep that up.” Constance was behind her elder sibling, fingerless gloved hand coming back resting opposite of its pair at her side. Perfect fit cargo pants, four pockets per leg, a leather belt with a holster containing her mother’s Glock, flight jacket, combat boots black, and a wife beater shirt. She moved back around the counter’s open area to pass Vanissa taking a seat next to where Minea would be sitting. The soldier shrugged her shoulders, right hand coming up from its rested place waving for Ethel to bring her a cup of coffee. “Didn’t get any sleep last night.”
Minea looked on confused by how the two sisters acted. This was nothing like Alexandria and her self acted between one another. Her hands came down pushing against the bar stool lifting her self up, over, down onto the smooth, leather cushion. Her tail twitched freely behind her swaying twice then coming down to dangle behind her; her hands moving there after to tug her skirt down. Glancing to her side at Constance, Minea felt the heat rise back to her cheeks. The normally talkative girl became quiet as a mouse when seated besides Constance. The memories of her previous night’s dream came flourishing back to her mind in vivid bursts of colors and sensations. Her soft hands came up pressing against her face blocking away the utter embarrassment she was feeling.
“That’s my seat!!” Vanissa shrieked at Constance rushing over tugging at her sister’s shoulder with both her hands. “I get to sit next to Minea!” She whined in a child’s voice. Blue hair brushed down over her face and shoulders as she frantically bounced and jumped up and down. “I want to sit there!” A sudden glare from Constance, when she turned her head, brought Vanissa sulking as she sat down on the opposite side of her younger sister. “Let me just get some cereal and coffee, Ethel…”
“Vanissa, you need to calm your self down. Minea is Fourteen years old. You don’t need to be chasing around someone that age. If I didn’t know that you were harmless I would have had you arrested for the skirt pulling stunt a moment ago. Thank you, Ma’am.” Constance nodded to Ethel when the mug of steaming, black coffee came to rest in front of her. Right hand came up along the side of the mug letting slender fingers curl around the crescent handle. “You also kept me up all night with your infernal typing. I swear, a grown woman doesn’t need to spend all her time on forum sights discussing cosplay outfits.”
“Those outfits are important for Minea’s future!” Vanissa shot back glancing sidelong at her sister.
“Those outfits would break obscenity laws.” Constance murmured sipping a long drink from the warmth of her mug.
Minea felt her self begin to shake lightly. Why was she having these embarrassing thoughts and feelings? This wasn’t like her at all. The fresh omelet soon served in front of her, the girl thought of only one thing and drowning away any thoughts or conversations away in the delight of a Diner cooked meal.
Vanissa and Constance glanced over at Minea at the same time, their eye brows rising with confused looks painting over each of their faces. The sister’s looked at one another then back to the cat girl. “Slow down, you’re going to make your self sick.” Constance pointed out waving a hand in front of her own mouth to try and calm the agitated feline girl.
“I’m fine.” Satisfied, she sighed gaining the courage had before now that she had a belly full of food. Her ears twitched alive, her hands resting onto her lap once they cleaned her face with a napkin. She twisted her torso just a bit to face Constance. “Thank you for your help yesterday. If you hadn’t come along at the right time I’m sure I would have been a bit hurt.” The charming smile she flashed was the same that she gave the usual customers who came in, but this time it had a certain amount of warmth to it that it normally didn’t have. “I’m Minea Damuel. It’s a pleasure.”
Constance finally gave up her will power and looked at Minea. Around the girl’s head there seemed to be birds fluttering and light pouring in giving her an almost angelic appearance. Constance felt a jerking from with in her belly while every fiber of her body was screaming that something was both wrong yet right with this scenario. “I know your name.” She murmured pulling her eyes away from Minea. “Vanissa won’t stop talking about you. Of course, she also looks at her check book at the same time.” Constance shot a side way glance at Vanissa who was seething at the way her sibling was acting towards her. “I could just tell you some stories about her.”
“Wait, how do you know, Vanissa?” Minea asked glancing between the two women. Up until now she had assumed that perhaps they were lovers or once were, but now she wasn’t so sure.
“Constance and I are step sisters.” Vanissa chimed in. She was getting annoyed not being a part of this conversation. During the time watching her sister “flirt” with Minea (Vanissa believed she was doing so), she had poured half a container of sugar into her cereal turning it into a disaster of cavity filled proportions. “Her mother married my father.”
“And her father didn’t realize what it would be like being married to a Navy Seal who deserted her country and occupation to be with her love.” Constance took another long sip of her coffee when a wicked thought went through her mind. She let the thought go though, it wasn’t like her to begin to spread stories around.
[Alexandria]
Alexandria rested in the confines of her office on the fourth floor of the ten story administrational building of the TSAB Facility. All training had been put on hold for the past week when orders came for a new trainer to arrive. Alexandria adorned her black uniform, seated behind her desk. A new training program was flashed in front of her on a holographic screen detailing the function of the new Trainer. The trainer would act in conjunction with the Enforcer Trainer giving a 4 week preliminary course to weed out any possible rejects before the Enforcer trainer gets their hands on them. This would help in eliminating the hot heads, illusions of grandeur, and those who passed the tests through either money or who they know.
The Ice Queen smiled at the possibilities this new idea would bring. The trainer wouldn’t be stepping on her toes, and she could weed out some of the rejections early without having to cause injuries; though she did like causing the injuries to begin with. Alexandria lifted her head when the voices outside her office in the main room caught her attention. The various cubical officers were talking about events at the local Diner. Many of them knew of the relationship between Minea and Alexandria so they remained hushed on the subject.
“Yeah. I tell you, that little s$%# was just asking for someone to do that to her. I don’t care if she dresses that way for her job or not. I hear her sister works here too. I betcha I could get the little tramp in the sack if I hold her sister’s job over her head, huh?” The voice began to laugh obnoxiously, but he laughed alone. No one else wanted to join in to back up his comments for fear of Alexandria and their love for Minea.
“Krist, you shouldn’t say such things about Minea or about Enforcer Alexandria…” An officer would chime in but fell silent soon after.
“Shut your mouth!” Krist shouted out loud. “I’m not afraid of some enforcer who thinks she’s the big shot of this facility. Now that I’m here she wont be the one calling the shots like I hear. First her, then that d#$@ b%#%^ Lantus will be begging me to have mercy on them.” Krist glanced at his coworkers as they began to turn away from him, walking back to their individual cubicle desks. The shaggy haired delinquent was about to question their actions… when he heard a voice behind him.
“So, it was you who tried to harm my younger sibling. Hm? And now you also threaten me.” Her arms were folded over her chest as she stared down the foolish man. Krist was seated in a chair, his right arm was molded into a cast and his right shoulder braced with a special device. He looked on with terror in his eyes at the Ice Queen standing over him. “You thought what happened to you was bad, perhaps you should reconsider who is before you. Judas, turn off the security feeds on this area. I know that everyone here understands what they are about to see.”
Her voice spoke to her unseen familiar. The tall, voiceless dragonic man stepped out from the office where he was knelt hidden behind the cabinets in Alexandria’s office. He wore something different today. A tight fitting piece of chain mail armor over his torso with leather pants along his legs. His right arm came against his waist when he bowed to Alexandria; massive wings extending out behind him. Right hand came upwards with two fingers pointed forward a circle of magic forming beneath him. In a whisper of magic that did not come from his mouth but from around him; the area would become dark to any electronic recordings of this future incident.
“Now my friend, you will see what happens when you touch my beloved younger sister.”
Dear Diary March 25th,
What am I going to do, Diary? I promised that I would save my heart for when I met Signum but… Today I got to further meet someone else. The woman who came to my aid yesterday was at the diner again. I feel bad for her the moment I learned that she’s sisters with Vanissa. I have to wonder about the different things that Vanissa must have put her through. I know with me she has a habit of walking in on me, slapping my bottom hard when she’s in a good mood, and even taking photographs of me while I’m serving. If she wasn’t so nice to me and finally gave everyone money for their health insurance I’d probably have reported her.
I asked Constance about what she had on her belt. She told me it was a pistol her mother was given by her father when she first became a Navy Seal. Constance got it from her mother when she became an Enforcer here. The technology is a bit backwards; it doesn’t use magic to be used but a kind of alchemy instead. She seemed really confident using the weapon rather then using a Device; again, I found this odd to find out.
Vanissa insisted I go with her and Constance during their errands that day. I think she just wanted to look up my skirt more… I was right. We went to a variety of stores for food, clothing for Constance, and a furniture gallery. Constance was moving from the dormitories they have at her old facility and into a Condominium above Vanissa so she didn’t have any furniture. Constance is a very conservative shopper picking out only the very basic needs without many luxuries to go with them. I have to admire someone who thinks practical while Vanissa tried to go straight to the lingerie section with me… I swear if I kept getting strange looks from everyone I am going to find some way to black mail her…
I got home late tonight, and Alexandria was waiting for me. I felt terrified that she was upset with me for staying out too late but… she wasn’t. She came over to me and patted my head. She told me that the “man who tried to hurt me” would no longer be able to hurt me. She said “Only I am allowed to discipline you. Remember this.” I asked her what she meant, of course, and she told me that the man who tried to hit me had an accident. He fell out the window of her office floor. The look in her eyes told me that it wasn’t an accident. She told me the doctors have told her the damage to the man’s brain is so severe that he will never be able to move or think on his own again.
Alexandria hugged me before I went to bed. This was the first time she ever did this, and I never felt more terrified in my life but… I also felt happy. She whispered to me that, “No one would ever hurt me.” Then told me to go to bed. I’m so confused right now. I thought that what her and mother did was for the best of me but… this confirms that they love me, doesn’t it?
Question 1: "Sei-Oh's bleh bleh", what do those do?
You mean Vessel of Sei-Oh and Cradle of Sei-Oh, right? What are these good for, CO?
Cradle of Sei-Oh is a huge battle ship. When positioned at orbital track, it can draw magic power from two moons and able to perform some ridiculously dangerous attack to surface.
It's a powerful weapon even capable of combat inside dimensional space, and Vessel of Sei-Oh = Vivio is the key of this weapon. These informations are from Yuuno-kun, so I'm sure of it.
Vivio seems to have more secret, but I'd like not to talk on speculation for sake of Nanoha-chan. Anyway, both of them are VERY dangerious objects that require extreme caution when we deal with them.
T... that sounds really dangerous. Don't even dream of using it, little girls and boys.
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Question 2: That Geek Scaglietti must be up to something terrible. It's scary.
Yeah, indeed. He's been up to something quite dangerous like Genetic Manipulation. CO, your opinion please?
Surely, he's a serious criminal and has been up to bad stuffs.
However, he only wants to study on something he's interested in; mainly biological researches... It's not that he wish to destroy or dominate worlds, or willing to eradicate anyone on his path.
According to Fate-chan's investigation note, his obsession to biology somehow relates to his origin... Maybe we can see more about this matter as we investigate more, or from their side's talks.
...Boys and Girls, be well prepared for video recording!
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Question 3: RF6, GC, and High Councils... it's so confusing! Who's the top!?
She seems to be confused by the complicated organization structure. Let's do her a favor, CO.
Well, organizations are by nature complicated, so it can't be helped.
First, High Councils are the people who established TSAB.
Ground Center is a part of TSAB, and Mr. Regius is the big man of there.
RF6 is... in rather unique position in TSAB, that it doesn't have many restriction but will be in more danger instead.
Of course, RF6 is not a higher-rank, and the CO is as young as 19 years old (it's me).
About the High Councils... I think we'll see more about them soon.
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Question 4: So, Nanoha or Hayate, which is stronger?
...Why Fate-chan's not included? Anyway, how's it, CO?
Me, fight against Nanoha-chan? Nanoha-chan will win, hands down(0 second answer).
Among the Forwards of RF6, only one I'd win against in serious fight would be Caro (w/o her dragons, it is), I suppose. Well, Fate-chan will kill me for that though, heh.
My fighting style requires either co-working with Wolkens, else I'd better off providing support from back-line. In other words, at the point of me getting into serious 1 on 1, we're already lost.
Like how it is in Shogi or Chess, "Able to take strong opponent at 1 on 1" is merely one of many choices in tactical point of view.
Mind you, it's not my sour grape, it's just that people have different role.
Was that a good lesson?
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Question 5: Are Nanoha-chan and Fate-chan possibily in love-love!?
Good point there. They are girls of good age, yet both of them never had any rumor of romance.
On top of that, they now share the room... well, CO?
Ah, these two. Well, they've been togather since 10 years ago anyway.
It's funny to see that in front of Vivio, Nanoha-chan plays the role of strict but kind mother, while Fate-chan does the father going all so sweet to daughter.
Weather they're love-love or not aside, they complement each other very well.
However, in our next action, they'll be taking separate route... so you'd better watch their friendship while you still can.
...You good boys and girls out there, make a good friend like them.
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Question 6: How dare you let such a little kids to fight! You ARE sure they'll be alright till the end!?
RF6 members are getting to their last mission.
How battles will turn out? Let us ask about that to our CO.
Once we leave Athra for mission, we won't be able to come back until everything settled down... it'll be the serious battle.
Forwards are descending to surface, Fate-chan will be going after Scaglietti, and Nanoha-chan and us are heading toward the Cradle... There will be fights in different place, at the same time.
Each of us will be questioning ourselves "Why and for what I fight" as we fight with memory of our precious daily life.
Maybe it's good idea for you to revise the record of our days in RF6, before it starts once and for all.
...Got it, everybody?
...No, I'm not smoking
It's slightly liberal translation, but I tried to stick with original texts as much as possible.
That reminds me: what happens to Raising Heart in this AU?
Nice second part. Is Hikki dreaming or something?
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Those segments of yours, USB, rather...foreboding, might I say. Dark times lie ahead for Solo Wing Zero, I must say...
And on another note, before the Lettermen, and even before Marc, I had this character drawn out:
Spoiler for Alaeith:
ALAEITH KORZAUN
Age: Looks to be 15 (creation date unknown.)
Hair colour: Blonde
Eye colour: Celadon
Birthday: Unknown
Height: 165cm
Weight: 51kg
Affiliation: Knightly Order of the Holy Belkan Empire
Home world: 3rd Administered World -- Ristio
Device: Libelle (Dragonfly)
Device appearance: rapier
Magic System: Neo Belka
Magic symbol: triangle
Magic element: ice
Magic colour: aquamarine
Partner: none
Appearance: Alaeith wears a yellow and black barrier jacket on almost all occasions- when seen in civilian wear, he is usually wearing a long sleeved shirt with navy blue trousers.
Personality: he has a ‘slacker’ attitude, but will get the job done when needed. He also has something of a liking towards Vita, and has a habit of treating her like a ‘little sister’, so to speak.
BACKGROUND
"So I come from a world different from yours...does that really matter?"
Alaeith originated from the world of Ristio, created as a guardian of the Libram of Devotion, the Book of Darkness' counterpart. Having the appearance of a fifteen year old boy, he abandoned his duties as a guardian to explore the worlds beyond his, much to the chagrin of his comrades.
On his travels across the multiverse, he came across Belka, home of the Knightly Order of the Holy Velkan Empire, coming across this world not too long after the Book of Darkness incident, after visting Mid-Childa and a selection of other worlds.
He was enthralled by the Knightly Order, and had an aim to set for himself- to become a member of it. In his time in Velka, he honed his swordsmanship and speed, gaining the nickname of Schneewespe, due to both his speed and the color of his barrier jacket- yellow and white. (Yup, slight color change.)
He has a liking to the Wolkenritter, and respects them to a high degree. He has a certain liking towards Vita, who he treats very much like a sister.
He has no familiar, but operates alongside Ratiel and her group. Even so, he tends to be something of a loose cannon, and sometimes goes it alone. He is protective of his allies, however.
He does, however, despite his calm nature, hold a grudge with someone, namely Kha der Kleriker, who looks upon him with scrutiny for casting his duties aside. Alaeith just bears with it.
In his induction into the Knightly Order, he was also looked down upon by some other knights, namely those who had suspicion of warriors from Ristio- Alaeith soldiered on, nonetheless.
He is a B rank mage, his Linker Core holding a good amount of power. This, combined with his speed in battle, makes him stand out in combat. It has been his speed and skill in wielding his rapier Device, Libelle, that has gotten him out of many a bad situation and defeated others in the process.
Personality:
"We're all fighting for one thing, pal- a brighter future for this world and others. And that's a goal I've been wanting to fulfill for some time now."
Alaeith is loyal to his allies, and will carry out his duties with due course. However, he is also something of a loose canon at times, going it alone on certain operations and also risking his life, much to the worry of Ratiel and the others. He has a habit for coming out of said situations rather unscathed, but he still chooses to take one too many risks.
He understands that he, and others, must do what they can, and fight for their own beliefs. He sees battles as something that he has to do, and views them as part of his protocol- he does, however, respect the skill of certain foes he faces.
Due to his grudge with Kha, he finds it hard to converse with him, despite encouragement from others to make amends.
Barrier Jacket:
Alaeith's barrier jacket is white and yellow in color, taking the form of a white trench coat with yellow trim on the lower section and on the sleeves and collar. A yellow Belkan Cross is also emblazoned on the back of the coat. He wears a black gauntlet glove on his right hand, to enable him to wield Libelle as quickly as he usually does, though, without the glove, he is rather fast in strikes, nonetheless. His boots match the color of his trenchcoat, and are half yellow, half white in color.
Device:
"Libelle...Dragonfly. The winds of battle in rapier form."
Libelle takes the form of a rapier. Alaeith has honed his skills with it over the years, and his agility in using it is second to none. The Device itself is rather light, allowing Alaeith to perform quick flurries of strikes or single quick movements and attacks in combat. Libelle became quickly liked when Alaeith first used it years ago, and the Device is still well-liked by him to this day. To put it simply, Libelle is, as Alaeith himself says, "the perfect weapon to suit my style."
ABILITIES
Alaeith has a rather distinctive style of fighting, primarily due to the form of his device. He opts for speed, preferring several or single quick strikes in place of heavy attacks. His agility in battle is superb, and it is this that has gotten him out of many a tricky situation.
* Knight Armour: a yellow and black trench coat, with matching boots of the same colour and a gauntlet glove for Alaeith’s right hand.
* Triangle Shield: blocks all magical attacks coming from one direction with a triangular barrier, much like Fate’s or Nanoha’s Round Shields.
* Nachladen: this is not an attack, but refers to Libelle’s procedure of reloading a cartridge.
* Explosion: also not an attack; Libelle says this when using cartridges, similar to the English-speaking devices’ “Load Cartridge”.
* Panzer Hindernis: creates a domed shield that protects against everything in Alaeith’s field of vision, but fails to protect against attacks coming from behind. Translated as “Tank Barrier”.
* Pferd: briefly boosts Alaeith’s speed by summoning up a localized wind effect focused on his feet. Translated as “Horse Speed”.
* Schmutzvogel: Alaeith’s first attack. Translated as “Dirty Bird”.
* Eis Welle: Alaeith swings Libelle in a horizontal or vertical arc, forming an ice projectile in the form of a wave which is then hurled at any foe. Translates to “Ice Wave”.
* Gletscher Zorn: an instant cast, variably ranged spell that can be fired off in rapid bursts at instant speed or charged for a narrower, defence-piercing and highly accurate shot. Rune circles like Nanoha’s shooting mode appears along the sword when the spell is activated. Alaeith points Libelle forward, a circle of runes forming around the tip of the blade and firing off a series of shots imbued with the power of ice. The usage of more cartridges amplifies the power of blast. Translated as “Glacier Fury”.
* Licht Schwert: this spell, at its lowest level of power usage, requires no cartridges to keep it active. It transforms Libelle’s blade into a beam of light, thereby forming it into a thinner but more potent blade. With an increase in power level, more cartridges must be used for Alaeith to maintain the spell. (@Kha- since I did plan with him to be with Kha for some time, although this might require yours/USB's consent, same with his background, I did think of him "learning" this spell of of him as a derivative thing, but...)
* Aurora: Alaeith summons all magic residue left over from attacks previously used into his sword, and grants it with the power of the blizzards themselves, delivering either one or a series of rending slashes imbued with the blizzard’s strength, able to rend foes limb from limb, and distort the area-of-effect radius. He also names this skill Aurora for the coloured trail Libelle leaves behind after swings. This technique is very taxing on his magic power, and he himself has vowed to only use it in situations that are most dire.
Quotes by Alaeith added in, too.
Nice character.
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For a moment, I thought Libelle was literally a dragonfly (til I reread) Though why does the Schmutzvogel spell sound so familiar...
I think someone used it before....
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Time for PREVIEW TIME! On the rare occasions I do post previews, here's one of my upcoming profile histories, which will be required to understand one of the concepts of the chapter after it, continuing the Linebacker's story.
Spoiler for Data Log:
-Entry Log X105, Logged by Kaylin Mathis, 8-10-0074-
In the history of warfare, the advancement of the defense has always been developed in reaction to, or side by side to the advancement of offensive weapons and weapon systems. It is the second major element in the technological escalation of power: the need to defend against attack creates the need for superior offense to break the defense, which in turn results in the creation of superior defensive systems to counter the threat, and so on in a never-ending circle to achieve military parity.
There have been times when the development of a weapon system was spurred by the perceived inevitability of a future and yet non-existent threat. This logical, if rash foresight results in experimental armament systems that possessed incredible powers and combat abilities years, decades – or in the case of Type-X class Ancient Magic Civilizations – even centuries or millennia ahead of their time, and yet prove ineffective, due to rapid change in direction of geopolitical and military climates which renders the system redundantly costly, unnecessary, or plain useless. On the other hand, there are also systems so effective that their very existence threatens the tactical and strategic balance of power. At best, their powers are sealed away where they cannot be used irresponsibly, and at worse the civilizations possessing such technology commit planetary genocide and extinction through mutually assured destruction between opposing parties (A most famous example being the “First Fallout” incident that destroyed the legendary world of Alhazred several millennia ago.)
While such types of advanced research and development have always focused on the aspect of offense, development of defensive technologies have managed to be on par, and on some worlds, even surpass that of any attack system. Recently unearthed data from various storage mediums found in locked armed vaults throughout the Ordered Worlds have revealed several such systems, one of the most interesting so far being an ancient Belka technology called “Unison Armor”.
Interesting....
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Well, here goes, (Ex)Treize's profile...
Spoiler for Numbers: Ex-Treize:
Name: Treize, because it was how she was called by Sein, the first 'sister' she met. Age: 13 (physically) Height: 145cm Gender: Female Hair Color: Jet Black Eye Color: Blood Red Mage Rank: Unknown (Flight-capable) Magic Color: Jet Black/Purple Homeworld: Mid-Childa, Scaglietti's laboratory Fighting Style: Mimic the adversary and assimilate its style. After analysis of skills is complete, disable the target with a tactic that explores its weakness.
Seiyuu: Mikako Takahashi (Ren (Reveric Metherlence) of Erementar Gerad / Machi of Nagasarete Airantou) (I think it's the same VA )
Personality: Quiet, stoic, empty and lacks ability to express emotions. Curious too...
Appearance: Check the picture
Inherent Skill: Absolute Emulator
Allows her to copy and possibly improve spells and other IS' she sees or experiences (as in, being casted on her or taking damage from it).
If the said spell/attack requires a specific equipment to use, she can temporarily replicate that item (and maintain as long as she wants) in order to use it.
Every skill she 'learns' is then memorized and stored for future use.
Though her IS is amazing, some things she can't replicate, magics that require a deep insight and a connection with the that magic.
Summon magic and Rare Skills, like Carim's and Acous', as well as Hayate's Knight system are good examples of what she can't replicate.
Equipment: Scanner Circlet: A circlet she wears on her forehead that Scaglietti prepared for her when she would wake up.
It increases the effectiveness of her IS' analytic abilities.
Story:
Unlike other the Numbers, she was created from combined DNA, creating a new life.
Her growth was accelerated and then implanted with Sentoukijin technology, basic knowledge, speech capabilities and her Inherent Skill.
Much like her IS, she's empty at the beginning, copying whatever she sees and learning it for future application.
Due to having such a complex IS, her body had a hard time assimilating it, requiring constant monitoring inside a Life Pod.
Everytime she woke up, she would only stay conscious for a few minutes, falling back to sleep afterwards.
Her project was made isolated from the other Numbers, to prevent premature activation of her IS.
But Sein, was so curious about that 'Forbidden Room' that she entered it, becoming the first person who Treize met, and also the first IS Treize learned, Deep Diver.
As time passed, Treize wouldn't wake up, and also because his 'dream' was about to begin, Scaglietti decided to stop this project until further notice.
So, Treize was stripped of her name and number (reassigned to Ginga, whom the captured) and sealed away in that room.
But, unknown to them, she was functioning within the acceptable parameters, and with a strong will to see her sister, she phased through the Life Pod and breathed for the first time.
Using whatever she had as support to stand up, she headed to the door, only to find out it was sealed, she tried to phase through it, but couldn't, as there was a barrier in the way.
Seeing that she couldn't get out, she used that time to learn to stand up on her own, to walk and run, and her body quickly memorized anything she would learn.
Realizing how fast she was doing things, she assimilated whatever she found in that room, whether it was information or objects.
Finding the armor that was intended for her, she put it on and became aware of her abilities as they now activated whenever she wanted to.
Practicing on phasing through things, she quickly mastered it, and saw that barrier that kept her away from her sister as her next challenge...
You've seen her picture already, but here it is again Ex-Treize
Now...I also would like to explain a few things about Koji and Yui:
Who taught them and what did they teach!
Spoiler for Koji's Case:
Signum:
Kendo
Belka fencing style
Belka magic style
Fate:
Cerimonial magic
Magical melee/ranged fighting
Elemental magic
Nanoha:
Flying (with help of Yui's Falcon Wing)
Shooting arts
Buster-like spells
Shamal:
Healing and Restoring magic
Detect magic
Hayate:
Bombardment magic - Fimbulvetr (combination magic with Yui)
Self:
Wind-based Neo Belka style
Spoiler for Yui's Case:
Nanoha:
Mid-childa magic style
Flying
Shooting arts
Buster-like spells
Fate:
Cerimonial magic
Weather control magic
Elemental magic
Shamal:
Healing and Restoring magic
Support magic
Hayate:
Bombardment magic - Fimbulvetr (combination magic with Koji)
That was how things went for them (excluding TSAB training)
I don't think I missed anything... If I did, I'll add later...
Nice profile on Treize, and how Koji and Yui learned thier spells.
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Attention!
Well, I got some bad news here.
The OC List has reached its size limit. I cannot add any more links.
EDIT:Suggestion: I can keep all the individual character links, EXCEPT for biography update links. As for stories related to these characters, I can also link to the first parts of these stories only. You guys can include links to other parts in your character's and/or story's original post, to which I will be linking on the list.
Here's an example:
Created by An Hero in Disguise
TSAB Intelligence Department Special Section D Commanding Unit "Vanguard"
And I actually thought of a better idea, though very similar to the above. I can keep all the individual character links, EXCEPT for biography update links. As for stories related to these characters, I can also link to the first parts of these stories only. Links to other parts you can include in your character's and/or story's original post, to which I will be linking on the list.
Additional Biography and Story parts can be organized in those first posts.
I guess this will also help the list look a lot better.
Comments?
Good idea. PM me as well, and I'll move on towards editing some stuff.
Btw, have you read my "Alternate MC 075 : Last Reflection?"
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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.
Whew!! I gotta say, whenever I come up with a story to write I have no problem starting it off or ending it. It's the middle that always gets me. Here's the next part of Minea's diaries for everyone to enjoy. Heh, I realized that right now there is only one male character in my stories... And he doesn't say much. I have considered add ZERO male characters except for Judas but I realized that alienating main male characters might push the moe agenda too much. The main villain for the first and second section is male. I'll have his character profile up soon once I introduce him and finish thinking over his mind set.
Something to look forward to will be Alexandria's five chosen for her unit. Their uniforms match exactly to Alexandria's uniform. Each of them, once their wills and minds were broken by Alexandria's training, went separately to meet with Celesti for special implants and preparation for using their Devices.
One last note, the Device Attachment that Minea designed is both an alternative to the cartridge unit or an addition. Three to five Magnifying glass shape lens disperse from the user's weapon acting in one of three functions, binds, barriers, or enhancing a spell. This allows the user to cast one normal spell, and a low level spell at the same time.
Spoiler for Minea's Diaries #4 Part 2:
[Minea]
On the morning after the event at the Diner, Minea awoke in her bed a mess. She felt chills rushing over her body, she felt hot in her head, but at the same time her heart couldn’t stop pounding. She sat up pressing her right hand to her cheeks. They were inflamed and dark. Was she sick? Did some terrible flu over come her body? No, she was feeling these symptoms from a dream she just awoke from. “God, I never had a dream like that before… And with someone I just met too…” The young girl sighed shaking away the images of Constance from her brain. Over one night she was love struck, and love struck hard.
After taking her morning shower, Minea got dressed to go to the diner. It was Saturday so she didn’t have to work, but with Alexandria and Celesti not needing her, she spent her days off at her place of employment. She sat on her bed while she slid the thigh high, white socks up to their place inches below her waist. Her tail lying limp behind her freed from having to deal with any pants hole since today she decided to wear a skirt. Despite the cold, she had the thigh high socks to keep her legs warm. A dazzling attraction for the eyes, thigh high white socks, a black mini skirt, a red sweater, her clip on earrings in her ears, and her hair set to a high angle pony tail. Minea’s felt amazing today despite the attack yesterday.
Leaving the condominium building she lived at, Minea felt the first chill of the 7:30 AM air brush against her body. Her hands rose folding together over her torso hugging her petite little body to stop the shivers. It was just a five minute walk and she would be in the warmth of the diner eating hot breakfast made by her favorite cook.
Arriving at the Diner, Minea glanced at a watch she wore on her wrist to check the time; 7:35 AM on the dot. Both hands pushed against the glass doors leading into her home away from home. The first thing to hit her nose was the smell of freshly prepared food. Each Saturday and Sunday was a new dish served for her. Ethel waiting on the other side of the counter in front of Minea’s usual stool waiting with a bright smile, her usual uniform, dark sunglasses, and thick makeup. It was amusing to Minea, out of everyone who worked or usually came here, only she could tell the four Ethels apart. “Mornin, Ethel. What do you have for me this morning?” She grinned waving her hand in a form of greeting to the elderly woman.
“The Old Man wanted to try out a new omelet. Decided that he’d use his kitten for the taste tester.” Ethel replied moving from her usual spot grabbing the coffee pot from its heater. She circled around the opened place of the counter moving to a few of the tables with occupants. Most of those who were eating here were couples either passing through the town or coming here for their weekly breakfast out.
Minea stepped lightly towards her favorite booth, set right next to the area that split the L counter letting waitresses move from behind the counter to the diner and back to the kitchen. This gave her the most optimal place to be able to chat with the crew in the kitchen or the Ethels and if she had too… Vanissa. Minea suddenly felt a chill run up and down her spine. Her body stiffening to prepare her muscles for what was going to come. A breeze touched at Minea’s back side… her body twisting in one swift motion. Her ears rested back onto chestnut hair, her tail lashed out battle ready, the back of her right hand swung around to strike right behind her. “Got you this time, Vanissa!”
“No you didn’t. Ooo, pink panties. Still not wearing the thong I got you, huh?” To Minea’s surprise, Vanissa was behind her where she was once facing. Vanissa had reached down pulling the top of Minea’s skirt up revealing her panties underneath, the other hand gently stroking the end of Minea’s tail. Vanissa was off today to spend time with her sister. Since she knew that Minea would be there at the diner, she insisted that they stop by for breakfast with her ‘Future Wife’. Tight fitting, leather pants adorned her legs, a plain t-shirt rested on her torso beneath the snazzy leather jacket. Black biker boots clicked the ground as she tapped with her toe. “It would look so good on yo…” Her words were cut off.
Minea again swung around to hit Vanissa for the perverted act but found her boss already on her knees clutching her head. To her surprise Constance stood towering over her younger sibling, right hand curled into a tight fist. “People are going to arrest you for sexual harassment or even pedophilia if you keep that up.” Constance was behind her elder sibling, fingerless gloved hand coming back resting opposite of its pair at her side. Perfect fit cargo pants, four pockets per leg, a leather belt with a holster containing her mother’s Glock, flight jacket, combat boots black, and a wife beater shirt. She moved back around the counter’s open area to pass Vanissa taking a seat next to where Minea would be sitting. The soldier shrugged her shoulders, right hand coming up from its rested place waving for Ethel to bring her a cup of coffee. “Didn’t get any sleep last night.”
Minea looked on confused by how the two sisters acted. This was nothing like Alexandria and her self acted between one another. Her hands came down pushing against the bar stool lifting her self up, over, down onto the smooth, leather cushion. Her tail twitched freely behind her swaying twice then coming down to dangle behind her; her hands moving there after to tug her skirt down. Glancing to her side at Constance, Minea felt the heat rise back to her cheeks. The normally talkative girl became quiet as a mouse when seated besides Constance. The memories of her previous night’s dream came flourishing back to her mind in vivid bursts of colors and sensations. Her soft hands came up pressing against her face blocking away the utter embarrassment she was feeling.
“That’s my seat!!” Vanissa shrieked at Constance rushing over tugging at her sister’s shoulder with both her hands. “I get to sit next to Minea!” She whined in a child’s voice. Blue hair brushed down over her face and shoulders as she frantically bounced and jumped up and down. “I want to sit there!” A sudden glare from Constance, when she turned her head, brought Vanissa sulking as she sat down on the opposite side of her younger sister. “Let me just get some cereal and coffee, Ethel…”
“Vanissa, you need to calm your self down. Minea is Fourteen years old. You don’t need to be chasing around someone that age. If I didn’t know that you were harmless I would have had you arrested for the skirt pulling stunt a moment ago. Thank you, Ma’am.” Constance nodded to Ethel when the mug of steaming, black coffee came to rest in front of her. Right hand came up along the side of the mug letting slender fingers curl around the crescent handle. “You also kept me up all night with your infernal typing. I swear, a grown woman doesn’t need to spend all her time on forum sights discussing cosplay outfits.”
“Those outfits are important for Minea’s future!” Vanissa shot back glancing sidelong at her sister.
“Those outfits would break obscenity laws.” Constance murmured sipping a long drink from the warmth of her mug.
Minea felt her self begin to shake lightly. Why was she having these embarrassing thoughts and feelings? This wasn’t like her at all. The fresh omelet soon served in front of her, the girl thought of only one thing and drowning away any thoughts or conversations away in the delight of a Diner cooked meal.
Vanissa and Constance glanced over at Minea at the same time, their eye brows rising with confused looks painting over each of their faces. The sister’s looked at one another then back to the cat girl. “Slow down, you’re going to make your self sick.” Constance pointed out waving a hand in front of her own mouth to try and calm the agitated feline girl.
“I’m fine.” Satisfied, she sighed gaining the courage had before now that she had a belly full of food. Her ears twitched alive, her hands resting onto her lap once they cleaned her face with a napkin. She twisted her torso just a bit to face Constance. “Thank you for your help yesterday. If you hadn’t come along at the right time I’m sure I would have been a bit hurt.” The charming smile she flashed was the same that she gave the usual customers who came in, but this time it had a certain amount of warmth to it that it normally didn’t have. “I’m Minea Damuel. It’s a pleasure.”
Constance finally gave up her will power and looked at Minea. Around the girl’s head there seemed to be birds fluttering and light pouring in giving her an almost angelic appearance. Constance felt a jerking from with in her belly while every fiber of her body was screaming that something was both wrong yet right with this scenario. “I know your name.” She murmured pulling her eyes away from Minea. “Vanissa won’t stop talking about you. Of course, she also looks at her check book at the same time.” Constance shot a side way glance at Vanissa who was seething at the way her sibling was acting towards her. “I could just tell you some stories about her.”
“Wait, how do you know, Vanissa?” Minea asked glancing between the two women. Up until now she had assumed that perhaps they were lovers or once were, but now she wasn’t so sure.
“Constance and I are step sisters.” Vanissa chimed in. She was getting annoyed not being a part of this conversation. During the time watching her sister “flirt” with Minea (Vanissa believed she was doing so), she had poured half a container of sugar into her cereal turning it into a disaster of cavity filled proportions. “Her mother married my father.”
“And her father didn’t realize what it would be like being married to a Navy Seal who deserted her country and occupation to be with her love.” Constance took another long sip of her coffee when a wicked thought went through her mind. She let the thought go though, it wasn’t like her to begin to spread stories around.
[Alexandria]
Alexandria rested in the confines of her office on the fourth floor of the ten story administrational building of the TSAB Facility. All training had been put on hold for the past week when orders came for a new trainer to arrive. Alexandria adorned her black uniform, seated behind her desk. A new training program was flashed in front of her on a holographic screen detailing the function of the new Trainer. The trainer would act in conjunction with the Enforcer Trainer giving a 4 week preliminary course to weed out any possible rejects before the Enforcer trainer gets their hands on them. This would help in eliminating the hot heads, illusions of grandeur, and those who passed the tests through either money or who they know.
The Ice Queen smiled at the possibilities this new idea would bring. The trainer wouldn’t be stepping on her toes, and she could weed out some of the rejections early without having to cause injuries; though she did like causing the injuries to begin with. Alexandria lifted her head when the voices outside her office in the main room caught her attention. The various cubical officers were talking about events at the local Diner. Many of them knew of the relationship between Minea and Alexandria so they remained hushed on the subject.
“Yeah. I tell you, that little s$%# was just asking for someone to do that to her. I don’t care if she dresses that way for her job or not. I hear her sister works here too. I betcha I could get the little tramp in the sack if I hold her sister’s job over her head, huh?” The voice began to laugh obnoxiously, but he laughed alone. No one else wanted to join in to back up his comments for fear of Alexandria and their love for Minea.
“Krist, you shouldn’t say such things about Minea or about Enforcer Alexandria…” An officer would chime in but fell silent soon after.
“Shut your mouth!” Krist shouted out loud. “I’m not afraid of some enforcer who thinks she’s the big shot of this facility. Now that I’m here she wont be the one calling the shots like I hear. First her, then that d#$@ b%#%^ Lantus will be begging me to have mercy on them.” Krist glanced at his coworkers as they began to turn away from him, walking back to their individual cubicle desks. The shaggy haired delinquent was about to question their actions… when he heard a voice behind him.
“So, it was you who tried to harm my younger sibling. Hm? And now you also threaten me.” Her arms were folded over her chest as she stared down the foolish man. Krist was seated in a chair, his right arm was molded into a cast and his right shoulder braced with a special device. He looked on with terror in his eyes at the Ice Queen standing over him. “You thought what happened to you was bad, perhaps you should reconsider who is before you. Judas, turn off the security feeds on this area. I know that everyone here understands what they are about to see.”
Her voice spoke to her unseen familiar. The tall, voiceless dragonic man stepped out from the office where he was knelt hidden behind the cabinets in Alexandria’s office. He wore something different today. A tight fitting piece of chain mail armor over his torso with leather pants along his legs. His right arm came against his waist when he bowed to Alexandria; massive wings extending out behind him. Right hand came upwards with two fingers pointed forward a circle of magic forming beneath him. In a whisper of magic that did not come from his mouth but from around him; the area would become dark to any electronic recordings of this future incident.
“Now my friend, you will see what happens when you touch my beloved younger sister.”
Dear Diary March 25th,
What am I going to do, Diary? I promised that I would save my heart for when I met Signum but… Today I got to further meet someone else. The woman who came to my aid yesterday was at the diner again. I feel bad for her the moment I learned that she’s sisters with Vanissa. I have to wonder about the different things that Vanissa must have put her through. I know with me she has a habit of walking in on me, slapping my bottom hard when she’s in a good mood, and even taking photographs of me while I’m serving. If she wasn’t so nice to me and finally gave everyone money for their health insurance I’d probably have reported her.
I asked Constance about what she had on her belt. She told me it was a pistol her mother was given by her father when she first became a Navy Seal. Constance got it from her mother when she became an Enforcer here. The technology is a bit backwards; it doesn’t use magic to be used but a kind of alchemy instead. She seemed really confident using the weapon rather then using a Device; again, I found this odd to find out.
Vanissa insisted I go with her and Constance during their errands that day. I think she just wanted to look up my skirt more… I was right. We went to a variety of stores for food, clothing for Constance, and a furniture gallery. Constance was moving from the dormitories they have at her old facility and into a Condominium above Vanissa so she didn’t have any furniture. Constance is a very conservative shopper picking out only the very basic needs without many luxuries to go with them. I have to admire someone who thinks practical while Vanissa tried to go straight to the lingerie section with me… I swear if I kept getting strange looks from everyone I am going to find some way to black mail her…
I got home late tonight, and Alexandria was waiting for me. I felt terrified that she was upset with me for staying out too late but… she wasn’t. She came over to me and patted my head. She told me that the “man who tried to hurt me” would no longer be able to hurt me. She said “Only I am allowed to discipline you. Remember this.” I asked her what she meant, of course, and she told me that the man who tried to hit me had an accident. He fell out the window of her office floor. The look in her eyes told me that it wasn’t an accident. She told me the doctors have told her the damage to the man’s brain is so severe that he will never be able to move or think on his own again.
Alexandria hugged me before I went to bed. This was the first time she ever did this, and I never felt more terrified in my life but… I also felt happy. She whispered to me that, “No one would ever hurt me.” Then told me to go to bed. I’m so confused right now. I thought that what her and mother did was for the best of me but… this confirms that they love me, doesn’t it?
Nice chapter
Minea is going doki-doki over Constance, and Vanissa is the same as always
Alexandria really did a number on that guy ...oh no, wait...it was an 'accident'
@FlameSparkZ Nice list. What shall I call your story? BreakerS?
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Sounds interesting
About Hayate, I'm not too surprised. I guess the way I created her for NanoHammer was right on target.
If this stuff is true, then Scaglietti is not inside the Cradle? That's weird.
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I see...mind if I do it later? I can't right now.
Haha, you dont really need to do anything right now. You only have 1 multi-part story. If that story gets big, I'll let you know.
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Good idea. PM me as well, and I'll move on towards editing some stuff.
Btw, have you read my "Alternate MC 075 : Last Reflection?"
OK.
Regarding Last Reflection, no, I havent yet... been busy all day. I just got back from work and I gotta go out soon again... I'll have to tackle the backlog when I get back later tonight.
song ATM: Blaze of Life (Unlimited Blade Works) (403 Forbiddena)
Alright, time for some post replying
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Woah. Very well done here, same going for the first part. I wonder what the eventual outcome will be?
Works on the way, as usual.
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Evil teasers are evil. What exactly did Hikki do in the first one?
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[An Hero in Disguise]What exactly did Hikki do in the first one?[/An Hero in Disguise]
It's all because of Nightengale's following scenario:
Spoiler for there's some editing, but oh well:
A hallway of burning flames. Mountains of machines, demolished, destroyed into crumbling pieces as sparks expel themselves.
One step, as an arm was being gushed out, mechanical parts bleeding a blood of red, from within the flesh, as the lifeless eyes of a young girl, reflected in her death, dropping to the ground as the man simply took another step forward, further and further, as he saw the purpose of his slaughter…
The man who was behind the death of the one he loved… the one he loved more than anything, but because of his own weakness, his own fears, his own rationale… he abandoned it all… until it was too late.
His eyes, bloodshot, enraged only looked down as the other man, sat there fearless on his seat, his deranged gold eyes looked coldly… not at him, but at the corpses that stood behind him.
“Tre, Quattro, Cinque, Sette, Nove, Wendi… did killing them please you? Did their screams, pain and suffering ease your broken heart,” and here the person grinned. “Hikki?”
Well, ask him for further explanation. I'm too twisted to say anything further.
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Wha.... I thought Nanohaverse Widuri looked like a younger version of the Yanmama Widuri that Takeru meets in your Animax Fanfic entry! But look at this! And I'm assuming that dream Widuri and Unison Widuri looks exactly alike! Hikki is a LOLICON!
That Widuri is different person.
Hikki is indeed Big Daddy Yo's son, remember?
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Hikki ended up as the WORST possible character attitude-wise!
Mah, wait until he reveals more of his dark persona.
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2. EMO Kha doesn't look like that. He's the silent, still but vicious kind of emo, not the screaming kind. Other than that it's goo.
It's just a predicted scenario (which, of course, is not finalized). I just posted it so that I can get responds from people.
Anyway, regarding the TIME PARADOX situation, I'm glad I know the actual event. So this means I can go and edit the future scenarios for convenience. Many thanks.
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More good dreaming on the part of Hikki there concerning Widuri, and like Hawt Chika Mama said, maybe it's his deepest desire
*dodges sniper fire*
Anyways, at least Hikki gets some touching quality time with his mother Though the pain and conflict he'll be facing once he wakes up just multiplied
For records, Hikki is technically an orphan. He never has a family in its true sense, so it's somewhat a good situation for him to have a family he has wanted.
Even though it's only a dream.
*cue music of It's Only The Fairy Tale*
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You don't say... I wish I could dream irresponsibly LIKE THA-
*dodges more sniper fire*
*face-palms*
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Did Hikki just dematerialize and compact the Numbers into his pendant? To form his own portable harem
*runs*
NOT THAT KIND OF THING!
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What was this for then? “It’s been five months,” Armstrong spoke.
Meh it's all good regardless.
It's been five months since (in the scenario, anyway) Hikki was admitted into ICU ward, and he hasn't shown any sign of waking up. Yet. It will be another 5 months before he returns from his vegetative -- only to face a harsh, cruel reality.
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So Solo Wing is Kha?
But these are really evil..... They don't give me anything....(well except for angst, but that's not good for me..)
[kha] [/kha]
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Spoiler for Alaeith:
ALAEITH KORZAUN
Age: Looks to be 15 (creation date unknown.)
Hair colour: Blonde
Eye colour: Celadon
Birthday: Unknown
Height: 165cm
Weight: 51kg
Affiliation: Knightly Order of the Holy Belkan Empire
Home world: 3rd Administered World -- Ristio
Device: Libelle (Dragonfly)
Device appearance: rapier
Magic System: Neo Belka
Magic symbol: triangle
Magic element: ice
Magic colour: aquamarine
Partner: none
Appearance: Alaeith wears a yellow and black barrier jacket on almost all occasions- when seen in civilian wear, he is usually wearing a long sleeved shirt with navy blue trousers.
Personality: he has a ‘slacker’ attitude, but will get the job done when needed. He also has something of a liking towards Vita, and has a habit of treating her like a ‘little sister’, so to speak.
BACKGROUND
"So I come from a world different from yours...does that really matter?"
Alaeith originated from the world of Ristio, created as a guardian of the Libram of Devotion, the Book of Darkness' counterpart. Having the appearance of a fifteen year old boy, he abandoned his duties as a guardian to explore the worlds beyond his, much to the chagrin of his comrades.
On his travels across the multiverse, he came across Belka, home of the Knightly Order of the Holy Velkan Empire, coming across this world not too long after the Book of Darkness incident, after visting Mid-Childa and a selection of other worlds.
He was enthralled by the Knightly Order, and had an aim to set for himself- to become a member of it. In his time in Velka, he honed his swordsmanship and speed, gaining the nickname of Schneewespe, due to both his speed and the color of his barrier jacket- yellow and white. (Yup, slight color change.)
He has a liking to the Wolkenritter, and respects them to a high degree. He has a certain liking towards Vita, who he treats very much like a sister.
He has no familiar, but operates alongside Ratiel and her group. Even so, he tends to be something of a loose cannon, and sometimes goes it alone. He is protective of his allies, however.
He does, however, despite his calm nature, hold a grudge with someone, namely Kha der Kleriker, who looks upon him with scrutiny for casting his duties aside. Alaeith just bears with it.
In his induction into the Knightly Order, he was also looked down upon by some other knights, namely those who had suspicion of warriors from Ristio- Alaeith soldiered on, nonetheless.
He is a B rank mage, his Linker Core holding a good amount of power. This, combined with his speed in battle, makes him stand out in combat. It has been his speed and skill in wielding his rapier Device, Libelle, that has gotten him out of many a bad situation and defeated others in the process.
Personality:
"We're all fighting for one thing, pal- a brighter future for this world and others. And that's a goal I've been wanting to fulfill for some time now."
Alaeith is loyal to his allies, and will carry out his duties with due course. However, he is also something of a loose canon at times, going it alone on certain operations and also risking his life, much to the worry of Ratiel and the others. He has a habit for coming out of said situations rather unscathed, but he still chooses to take one too many risks.
He understands that he, and others, must do what they can, and fight for their own beliefs. He sees battles as something that he has to do, and views them as part of his protocol- he does, however, respect the skill of certain foes he faces.
Due to his grudge with Kha, he finds it hard to converse with him, despite encouragement from others to make amends.
Barrier Jacket:
Alaeith's barrier jacket is white and yellow in color, taking the form of a white trench coat with yellow trim on the lower section and on the sleeves and collar. A yellow Belkan Cross is also emblazoned on the back of the coat. He wears a black gauntlet glove on his right hand, to enable him to wield Libelle as quickly as he usually does, though, without the glove, he is rather fast in strikes, nonetheless. His boots match the color of his trenchcoat, and are half yellow, half white in color.
Device:
"Libelle...Dragonfly. The winds of battle in rapier form."
Libelle takes the form of a rapier. Alaeith has honed his skills with it over the years, and his agility in using it is second to none. The Device itself is rather light, allowing Alaeith to perform quick flurries of strikes or single quick movements and attacks in combat. Libelle became quickly liked when Alaeith first used it years ago, and the Device is still well-liked by him to this day. To put it simply, Libelle is, as Alaeith himself says, "the perfect weapon to suit my style."
ABILITIES
Alaeith has a rather distinctive style of fighting, primarily due to the form of his device. He opts for speed, preferring several or single quick strikes in place of heavy attacks. His agility in battle is superb, and it is this that has gotten him out of many a tricky situation.
* Knight Armour: a yellow and black trench coat, with matching boots of the same colour and a gauntlet glove for Alaeith’s right hand.
* Triangle Shield: blocks all magical attacks coming from one direction with a triangular barrier, much like Fate’s or Nanoha’s Round Shields.
* Nachladen: this is not an attack, but refers to Libelle’s procedure of reloading a cartridge.
* Explosion: also not an attack; Libelle says this when using cartridges, similar to the English-speaking devices’ “Load Cartridge”.
* Panzer Hindernis: creates a domed shield that protects against everything in Alaeith’s field of vision, but fails to protect against attacks coming from behind. Translated as “Tank Barrier”.
* Pferd: briefly boosts Alaeith’s speed by summoning up a localized wind effect focused on his feet. Translated as “Horse Speed”.
* Schmutzvogel: Alaeith’s first attack. Translated as “Dirty Bird”.
* Eis Welle: Alaeith swings Libelle in a horizontal or vertical arc, forming an ice projectile in the form of a wave which is then hurled at any foe. Translates to “Ice Wave”.
* Gletscher Zorn: an instant cast, variably ranged spell that can be fired off in rapid bursts at instant speed or charged for a narrower, defence-piercing and highly accurate shot. Rune circles like Nanoha’s shooting mode appears along the sword when the spell is activated. Alaeith points Libelle forward, a circle of runes forming around the tip of the blade and firing off a series of shots imbued with the power of ice. The usage of more cartridges amplifies the power of blast. Translated as “Glacier Fury”.
* Licht Schwert: this spell, at its lowest level of power usage, requires no cartridges to keep it active. It transforms Libelle’s blade into a beam of light, thereby forming it into a thinner but more potent blade. With an increase in power level, more cartridges must be used for Alaeith to maintain the spell. (@Kha- since I did plan with him to be with Kha for some time, although this might require yours/USB's consent, same with his background, I did think of him "learning" this spell of of him as a derivative thing, but...)
* Aurora: Alaeith summons all magic residue left over from attacks previously used into his sword, and grants it with the power of the blizzards themselves, delivering either one or a series of rending slashes imbued with the blizzard’s strength, able to rend foes limb from limb, and distort the area-of-effect radius. He also names this skill Aurora for the coloured trail Libelle leaves behind after swings. This technique is very taxing on his magic power, and he himself has vowed to only use it in situations that are most dire.
Quotes by Alaeith added in, too.
Spoiler for Lettermen (A-E):
A.
Age after activation: 10 years. (This could be set in a post-StrikerS thing where the Numbers are still around...or not, maybe they could be made around the same time as the senior Numbers were.)
Height: Around Uno's.
Weight: (I might as well put this in, although I don't think it matters since I think the weight of all the Numbers is the same) Around Uno's.
Hair color: Jet black.
Eye color: Silver.
IS Skill: (As for these fields, I'm not sure- coming up with IS names is something of a challenge.)
Bio: Leader of the Letters/Lettermen, and first to be activated. Like his "sister", he has a rather stoic personality, and is also respectful of his other younger brothers. However, he does have a well hidden secret side to him- and even Uno is puzzled as to what it is.
Mischief!
B.
Age: 10 years, after activation.
Height: Around Due's. (Whatever that might be.)
Weight: Around Due's. (Again, whatever it might be.)
Hair color: Auburn.
Eye color: Silver.
IS Skill: (...)
Bio: Second in command of the Letters/Lettermen, and second to be activated. Unlike Due, he tends to stay around the other Letters often. A typical enigmatic one, he tends to act dramatic, often to the chagrin of others. His profession is that of espionage.
C.
Age: 10 years after activation.
Height: Around Tre's.
Weight: Around Tre's.
Hair color: Blond.
Eye color: Silver.
IS Skill: (...)
Bio: Fourth in command, being the fourth to be activated despite being built earlier, because of tweaks to his system. One of the Letters/Lettermen being more suited for combat duty, he has a lighter attitude than that of Tre, and actually enjoys fighting to a degree, even spurring on his opponents at times. This brawling attitude of his has made him stand out amongst his allies.
D.
Age: 10 years, since activation.
Height: Around Quattro's.
Weight: Around Quattro's.
Hair color: Alabaster.
Eye color: Silver.
IS Skill: (...)
Bio: Third in command, and third to be activated despite being fourth in line. He has a similar attitude to that of Quattro, yet is a tad less brazen, and one of the few Letters that is less talkative. He does, however, question methods of others if he finds them to be a notch over the top.
E.
Age: 10 years, after activation.
Height: Around Cinque's.
Weight: Around Cinque's.
Hair color: Bistre.
Eye color: Silver.
IS Skill: (...)
Bio: Fifth in command of the Letters/Lettermen, and fifth to be activated. Despite his young appearance, he has something of a city slicker attitude to himself. Like Cinque, he, too wears an eye patch, covering his left eye instead of his right. He makes comparisons between Cinque and a certain other spy at times, much to her chagrin. (Cookie for who it is. ) He is also eager to be in combat, but not so much so as C.
And:
Spoiler for Marc:
AU Character:
Marcellus Kai Edelmann
Nicknames/Legendary Names/Aliases:
- “The Destroyer of Sanity”
- “Silent Death”
- “Nachtigall” (Nightingale)
- “The Sniper”
- “Fernes Auge” (far eye)
Age:
Unknown. Appearance leads to 20-22, but records state he is much older than he seems.
Hair color: Eye color:
dark brown mocha
Birth Date: Place of Birth:
August, 2nd Volkan, Belka
Position/Rank in TSAB: Registered Domicile:
Formerly none (Mercenary), now: Air Major Currently: Mid-Childa.
Present Address:
Mid-Childa Southfort A73 GAS-LPRF6 Member dormitory /
Later: Mid-Childa western outskirts, O31 Wellington Road 67
Qualification:
Mid-Childa Wizard Rank: SA+ / Sniper Tactics / Round-based Magical Fighting Tactics Supreme Aggressor / Ballistic Combat and Tactics Teacher/Examiner / Commander of Commandos and Special Operation Forces Small Teams.
Affiliation:
formerly allied with Nicholas VanDeamon and Alicia T. VanDeamon, now TSAB member
Call Sign:
Fareye
Combat Uniform:
Pale grey robes, long sleeved, with a beige cape. He has no other “form” of an in-battle uniform, and also isn’t for wearing anything overly elaborate,
Device Name: Main Form:
Radiant Exmortis Sniper Rifle
Alternative Forms:
- Kugelform (2x Desert Eagle XIX)
- Heckenschützenform (Denel NTW-20)
- Heckenschützenform kompakt (Standard Sniper Rifle “Alex”)
- Gewehrform (Heckler and Koch HK416)
- Raketenform (RPG-7)
- Mehrzweckform (Steyr AUG)
- Granatenform (DP-64)
- Schrotflintenform (DAO-12 Stryker)
- Maschinengewehrform (Steyr TMP)
- „Brecher“ Form (no real relevance, see Killzone’s Squad Cannon)
Biography:
--- The First Step ---
Marcellus Kai Edelmann was born in the city of Volkan in the south of Belka. His family was comparatively wealthy, though Marcellus did not live a life of luxury - rather, from a young age, he was taught the founding rules of the Belkan Mage Corps, which he joined under compulsory orders a bit of time later.
For his young age, Marcellus showed surprising talents, especially with any device that took the form of a firearm. His instructors took note of this, and over time Marcellus’ skill grew further, to the point that, a few years later, his skills with wielding firearm devices were second to none.
Whilst he had been training, tensions between Belka and another nation, Astoria, heightened to breaking point, with the final straw being pulled when Astorian mages led an attack on the second largest city in Belka, Eiferstern. Marcellus’ father had been called up to fight in the fledgling conflict as an auxiliary soldier. It was not too long after the war began that he was ultimately killed in action during an Astorian surprise attack on the city of Tressen.
Hearing of his father’s death, Marcellus, despite his young age, decided to take it upon himself to join the conflict in lieu of his father’s passing. He proved himself to be skilled indeed, he was responsible for the death of half an Astorian company in a battle in the ruined city of Delorsa, near Evigkeit, Belka’s capital.
Despite taking heavy losses, the Belkan forces managed to push the Astorian troops back and eventually out of the nation. Wandering through the ruins of the nation, Marcellus came across two things - his home, which had been all but destroyed by Astorian shelling, and his father’s corpse, still lying in Tressen. He buried him near Eisenbaum, his place of birth.
Seeing the horrors of war first hand, Marc became adapted to it. Which was good news for him - since a war would come some time later that would give omens of far more death and bloodshed to come.
--- THE SECOND CONFLICT ---
Marcellus was 17 when the war ended, and just 15 when it commenced. The second war and the most bloodiest that he and most of Belka recalls, would begin only three years later.
Having seen the death of so many allies in the previous war, Marc swore that he would attempt to protect his allies by his own methods, no matter what the cost. He honed his skills further in the three year gap, and also took a visit to Belka’s closest ally at the time, Mid-Childa. He was interested by the world, and how it and Belka were rather similar in quite a few aspects.
Meanwhile, Belka’s long time enemy, Galatia, had been planning to invade the nation to seize it as a vantage point for striking Mid-Childa, and also for revenge - the Galatians were cast out by Belka, giving them something of a reason for their hatred of the nation. Three years after the Belka-Astoria War, the forces of Galatia, trained to be the literal crème de la crème of any mage force present, struck with deadly efficiency, first attacking the weakly protected outskirts of Belka, then moving inwards towards the capital at a shockingly rapid pace.
Marcellus once again took arms, but, unlike in the previous conflict, felt hatred towards his commanders for their decisions in the war, the most notable blunder being at an abandoned cathedral in which recruits, no older than 18 or 19, fresh out of training who barely knew how to use their devices fully, were slaughtered by the far superior Galatian forces in an attempt to bide time for forces to gather at the capital. There was only one survivor. Marcellus was horrified by this, but nevertheless fought on.
Fighting his way to the capital, Marcellus killed any and all who stood in way on his journey. Killing had become commonplace in his mind and heart, and he had no problems about killing others to ensure that he and his allies survived.
Marcellus’ prime moment in the war came in the eventual Galatian assault on the capital, Evigkeit. Taking up a firing position in a derelict 5-storey building, he killed a number of Galatians trying to break through the consolidated Belkan lines, and he himself was not spotted once, with him constantly changing firing position - one of the key rules of a sniper.
After a few more months, the Galatians were defeated, but at a cost. Thousands of lives were lost, many cities, including Evigkeit, were wrecked, and the nation itself was thrown into crisis. Marcellus, seeing what had befallen Belka, decided to leave for his own purposes.
--- NEUE STÄRKE ---
New Strength
Marcellus traveled many worlds, carrying his old device resembling a Mosin-Nagant, simply named “Blut”, acting as a soldier for hire. He found business, be it protecting others against renegade mages or Lost Logia, or whatever else he got himself into.
It was not until he undertook a voyage to a far-flung world, however, that he met his future partner, or at least one of them - Nicholas VanDeamon. After conversing with him, he found that Nicholas was the sole survivor of the bloodbath at the cathedral in the Galatian War. Also, he discovered that he decimated an entire battalion of backup Galatian troops in what seemed to be an outburst of rage. Intrigued by this, Marcellus asked him how he obtained such power. Nicholas told him, and also granted him the offer of bestowing him with it, to some degree, after telling him about the possible dangers and side-effects. Nevertheless, Marcellus accepted it.
The pair also found a new device for Marcellus to use, Radiant Exmortis. Finding it very much to his liking, Marc practiced with the device, accessing new forms with it over the years - going with his roots, however, he primarily focused on his sniping skills. The duo traveled together, and it was not until one engagement in which Marc used Exmortis that he found out what his power was - an ability to see into the minds and souls of others, and also to detect where they were headed to if they attempted to escape, and also enhanced his vision further. His vision perfected, he earned the moniker of Fareye.
His second ability was to generate a null-field, in which all magic is unusable. This is not a problem for Marc, however, as, unlike standard Belkan devices, his is bullet fed, not cartridge fed, therefore still allowing him to fire normally.
Nicholas also helped him to forge the shells required for his most powerful ability – The so-called ”Pandora Geschoss”.
Also, as with Nicholas, his new power granted him a far longer life than most - he still looks 22, the age he was when he received it, but in actuality is far older than he seems.
Many years passed, and nothing much happened, even though the duo was a prominent mercenary group. However, their moment came when they went on a mission to rescue one Alicia Testarossa from the Garden of Time. Marcellus, wearing a mask along with Nicholas, first saw Nanoha and Fate, but knew not who they were at the time. Taking the girl in as a member of their unit, training her over the years, the mercenary unit of Amok and Fareye was now fully formed.
--- NEW ALLEGIANCES ---
After the Garden of Time incident, and having taken Alicia in as one of their own, it would be several years before Marcellus saw Nanoha and Fate again. 10 years later, him, Nicholas and Alicia chose to aid the Time Space Administration Bureau, in both training and combating the new threat of one Dr. Jail Scaglietti, one that was of high concern to TSAB Command.
Marcellus’ attitude hasn’t changed over all the years past. Even now, he holds true to his vow in the Belka-Astoria War; to see that his allies survive and to protect them by any means at all costs. He also looks upon Teana Lanster, one of the privates in the TSAB, as a student of his in a sense.
It is unknown where this new allegiance between the mercenaries and Nanoha and co. will go - but with the coming crisis, the TSAB will need all the help they can get.
Personality:
Marc is often quiet, but does have a talkative side to him. He is loyally protective of who he serves with, and will do anything possible to see that his allies survive. In combat, his level of focus is unmatched, and he fills his primary role as a sniper perfectly. He also has a tendency to crack jokes on rare occasions. Unlike any member of the TSAB, he sees killing merely as another job to do, and has become so suited to it that he regards it as part of the protocol. He tries to tell others this, yet some members of the Bureau are stunned at how easily he can kill any opponent without a hint of remorse or hesitation.
He is not inclined for people, sometimes even close friends, to touch in on his past, and he doesn’t like his own methods being restricted, or being forced to do something against his will, since he says that it needlessly prevents him from protecting his allies, and he has been known to fly into an unprecedented rage if his methods of protecting his comrades in arms are indeed restricted.
Notes:
· Marc’s personal motto is “Expect the unexpected”.
· He has also been known to quote phrases suiting him from Sun Tzu’s Art of War.
· He has a liking for classical and jazz music, preferably anything by Vivaldi, Tchaikovsky, Beethoven, Sinatra, or the Rat Pack.
· Marc acts as an uncle to Vivio.
· He is also sometimes seen with a copy of “The Ultimate Sniper: an Advanced Training Manual for Military and Police Snipers” every now and then.
· He has a liking towards Pocky.
· He is also a master at interrogation.
If this is what you mean, then that's good. If not, tell me.
Ah, yes, I remember Alaeith. Very good to see him reposted in a good way here.
But the Letterman? That's new to me.
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Quote:
Originally Posted by Keroko
Mini-update! In my manga gathering spree, I finally decided on the identity of the last Rogue.
For those of you who may know her: Unit type M.A.M.E.T.
For those of you who don`t:
Spoiler for heavy spoiler, but nobody cares, right?:
She`s an android originating from a manga called `Junk Force` and the best way to describe her would be a combination of Nakajima level awesomeness and Vivio level moeness. Including a certain mommy program. Shell help explaining why Keroko is so comfortable being a mama.
OMFG! Once my mind ran a simulation that saw the Twist's Fate timeline blowing up and sending debris crashing into other timelines, several Time Paradoxes are happening at an alarming rate!
Firstly, the Stahlritter:
Spoiler for AAAAAH!!!:
Alaeith - The Original, but looks like Otto having undergone recoloring. (Possibly? ) Cindy - Looks remarkably like Cinque Sei - Looks remarkably like Sein Reiner - Looks remarkably like Wendi Dlaucia - Looks remarkbly like Dieci
I see a few more things appearing, and includes sending the older Caro carrying Signum's Laevantine back to be discovered, permanently amnesiac, by Tiara.
Of course Vivio gets sent back in time to become the Seat of the Cradle. But that's not right, she appears in the Twist's Fate timeline prior to destruction...
AAAAAAH!!! TIME SPACE IS FALLING APART!!!
More Pime Taradoxes? This timeline's getting more convoluted than a Gordian Knot
Quote:
Originally Posted by FlameSparkZ
Well, here goes, (Ex)Treize's profile...
Spoiler for Numbers: Ex-Treize:
Name: Treize, because it was how she was called by Sein, the first 'sister' she met. Age: 13 (physically) Height: 145cm Gender: Female Hair Color: Jet Black Eye Color: Blood Red Mage Rank: Unknown (Flight-capable) Magic Color: Jet Black/Purple Homeworld: Mid-Childa, Scaglietti's laboratory Fighting Style: Mimic the adversary and assimilate its style. After analysis of skills is complete, disable the target with a tactic that explores its weakness.
Seiyuu: Mikako Takahashi (Ren (Reveric Metherlence) of Erementar Gerad / Machi of Nagasarete Airantou) (I think it's the same VA )
Personality: Quiet, stoic, empty and lacks ability to express emotions. Curious too...
Appearance: Check the picture
Inherent Skill: Absolute Emulator
Allows her to copy and possibly improve spells and other IS' she sees or experiences (as in, being casted on her or taking damage from it).
If the said spell/attack requires a specific equipment to use, she can temporarily replicate that item (and maintain as long as she wants) in order to use it.
Every skill she 'learns' is then memorized and stored for future use.
Though her IS is amazing, some things she can't replicate, magics that require a deep insight and a connection with the that magic.
Summon magic and Rare Skills, like Carim's and Acous', as well as Hayate's Knight system are good examples of what she can't replicate.
Equipment: Scanner Circlet: A circlet she wears on her forehead that Scaglietti prepared for her when she would wake up.
It increases the effectiveness of her IS' analytic abilities.
Story:
Unlike other the Numbers, she was created from combined DNA, creating a new life.
Her growth was accelerated and then implanted with Sentoukijin technology, basic knowledge, speech capabilities and her Inherent Skill.
Much like her IS, she's empty at the beginning, copying whatever she sees and learning it for future application.
Due to having such a complex IS, her body had a hard time assimilating it, requiring constant monitoring inside a Life Pod.
Everytime she woke up, she would only stay conscious for a few minutes, falling back to sleep afterwards.
Her project was made isolated from the other Numbers, to prevent premature activation of her IS.
But Sein, was so curious about that 'Forbidden Room' that she entered it, becoming the first person who Treize met, and also the first IS Treize learned, Deep Diver.
As time passed, Treize wouldn't wake up, and also because his 'dream' was about to begin, Scaglietti decided to stop this project until further notice.
So, Treize was stripped of her name and number (reassigned to Ginga, whom the captured) and sealed away in that room.
But, unknown to them, she was functioning within the acceptable parameters, and with a strong will to see her sister, she phased through the Life Pod and breathed for the first time.
Using whatever she had as support to stand up, she headed to the door, only to find out it was sealed, she tried to phase through it, but couldn't, as there was a barrier in the way.
Seeing that she couldn't get out, she used that time to learn to stand up on her own, to walk and run, and her body quickly memorized anything she would learn.
Realizing how fast she was doing things, she assimilated whatever she found in that room, whether it was information or objects.
Finding the armor that was intended for her, she put it on and became aware of her abilities as they now activated whenever she wanted to.
Practicing on phasing through things, she quickly mastered it, and saw that barrier that kept her away from her sister as her next challenge...
You've seen her picture already, but here it is again Ex-Treize
Now...I also would like to explain a few things about Koji and Yui:
Who taught them and what did they teach!
Spoiler for Koji's Case:
Signum:
Kendo
Belka fencing style
Belka magic style
Fate:
Cerimonial magic
Magical melee/ranged fighting
Elemental magic
Nanoha:
Flying (with help of Yui's Falcon Wing)
Shooting arts
Buster-like spells
Shamal:
Healing and Restoring magic
Detect magic
Hayate:
Bombardment magic - Fimbulvetr (combination magic with Yui)
Self:
Wind-based Neo Belka style
Spoiler for Yui's Case:
Nanoha:
Mid-childa magic style
Flying
Shooting arts
Buster-like spells
Fate:
Cerimonial magic
Weather control magic
Elemental magic
Shamal:
Healing and Restoring magic
Support magic
Hayate:
Bombardment magic - Fimbulvetr (combination magic with Koji)
That was how things went for them (excluding TSAB training)
I don't think I missed anything... If I did, I'll add later...
Nice, Ex-Treize has the same VA as Caro! And so Treize has more in common with the Nakajima's than the Numbers in their origin
On Koji and Yui... "Shooting Arts" ? I'm sorry to have to do this , but...
Spoiler for *places ION CANON targetting beacon*:
Repost from Generic Discussion:
シューティングアーツ - Shooting Arts
Melee combat techniques focused on using magic-powered rollers. Used by Subaru.
The main feature of Shooting Arts is that the user can maintain their balance freely while on rollers, by controlling the advance, acceleration, and braking of the rollers. Therefore, this allows the entire body's force to be used in assaulting or offensive maneuvers.
The basics of Shooting Arts includes a combination with the Belka magic style, a style used by front-liners interested in weapons, body-enhancement, and direct combat.
*runs from blast wave*
Quote:
Originally Posted by Erio
Attention!
Well, I got some bad news here.
The OC List has reached its size limit. I cannot add any more links.
EDIT:Suggestion: I can keep all the individual character links, EXCEPT for biography update links. As for stories related to these characters, I can also link to the first parts of these stories only. You guys can include links to other parts in your character's and/or story's original post, to which I will be linking on the list.
Man, OC thread's growing waaaaay too large waaaay too fast
Anyways, PM me as well, so I can get organizing
Quote:
Originally Posted by Keroko
Mini-update! In my manga gathering spree, I finally decided on the identity of the last Rogue.
For those of you who may know her: Unit type M.A.M.E.T.
For those of you who don`t:
Spoiler for heavy spoiler, but nobody cares, right?:
She`s an android originating from a manga called `Junk Force` and the best way to describe her would be a combination of Nakajima level awesomeness and Vivio level moeness. Including a certain mommy program. Shell help explaining why Keroko is so comfortable being a mama.
Junk Force huh? Sounds interesting, but I'll wait to see the upcoming anime Still... *wikis*
Quote:
Originally Posted by AImost Pure
Whew!! I gotta say, whenever I come up with a story to write I have no problem starting it off or ending it. It's the middle that always gets me. Here's the next part of Minea's diaries for everyone to enjoy. Heh, I realized that right now there is only one male character in my stories... And he doesn't say much. I have considered add ZERO male characters except for Judas but I realized that alienating main male characters might push the moe agenda too much. The main villain for the first and second section is male. I'll have his character profile up soon once I introduce him and finish thinking over his mind set.
Something to look forward to will be Alexandria's five chosen for her unit. Their uniforms match exactly to Alexandria's uniform. Each of them, once their wills and minds were broken by Alexandria's training, went separately to meet with Celesti for special implants and preparation for using their Devices.
One last note, the Device Attachment that Minea designed is both an alternative to the cartridge unit or an addition. Three to five Magnifying glass shape lens disperse from the user's weapon acting in one of three functions, binds, barriers, or enhancing a spell. This allows the user to cast one normal spell, and a low level spell at the same time.
Spoiler for Minea's Diaries #4 Part 2:
[Minea]
On the morning after the event at the Diner, Minea awoke in her bed a mess. She felt chills rushing over her body, she felt hot in her head, but at the same time her heart couldn’t stop pounding. She sat up pressing her right hand to her cheeks. They were inflamed and dark. Was she sick? Did some terrible flu over come her body? No, she was feeling these symptoms from a dream she just awoke from. “God, I never had a dream like that before… And with someone I just met too…” The young girl sighed shaking away the images of Constance from her brain. Over one night she was love struck, and love struck hard.
After taking her morning shower, Minea got dressed to go to the diner. It was Saturday so she didn’t have to work, but with Alexandria and Celesti not needing her, she spent her days off at her place of employment. She sat on her bed while she slid the thigh high, white socks up to their place inches below her waist. Her tail lying limp behind her freed from having to deal with any pants hole since today she decided to wear a skirt. Despite the cold, she had the thigh high socks to keep her legs warm. A dazzling attraction for the eyes, thigh high white socks, a black mini skirt, a red sweater, her clip on earrings in her ears, and her hair set to a high angle pony tail. Minea’s felt amazing today despite the attack yesterday.
Leaving the condominium building she lived at, Minea felt the first chill of the 7:30 AM air brush against her body. Her hands rose folding together over her torso hugging her petite little body to stop the shivers. It was just a five minute walk and she would be in the warmth of the diner eating hot breakfast made by her favorite cook.
Arriving at the Diner, Minea glanced at a watch she wore on her wrist to check the time; 7:35 AM on the dot. Both hands pushed against the glass doors leading into her home away from home. The first thing to hit her nose was the smell of freshly prepared food. Each Saturday and Sunday was a new dish served for her. Ethel waiting on the other side of the counter in front of Minea’s usual stool waiting with a bright smile, her usual uniform, dark sunglasses, and thick makeup. It was amusing to Minea, out of everyone who worked or usually came here, only she could tell the four Ethels apart. “Mornin, Ethel. What do you have for me this morning?” She grinned waving her hand in a form of greeting to the elderly woman.
“The Old Man wanted to try out a new omelet. Decided that he’d use his kitten for the taste tester.” Ethel replied moving from her usual spot grabbing the coffee pot from its heater. She circled around the opened place of the counter moving to a few of the tables with occupants. Most of those who were eating here were couples either passing through the town or coming here for their weekly breakfast out.
Minea stepped lightly towards her favorite booth, set right next to the area that split the L counter letting waitresses move from behind the counter to the diner and back to the kitchen. This gave her the most optimal place to be able to chat with the crew in the kitchen or the Ethels and if she had too… Vanissa. Minea suddenly felt a chill run up and down her spine. Her body stiffening to prepare her muscles for what was going to come. A breeze touched at Minea’s back side… her body twisting in one swift motion. Her ears rested back onto chestnut hair, her tail lashed out battle ready, the back of her right hand swung around to strike right behind her. “Got you this time, Vanissa!”
“No you didn’t. Ooo, pink panties. Still not wearing the thong I got you, huh?” To Minea’s surprise, Vanissa was behind her where she was once facing. Vanissa had reached down pulling the top of Minea’s skirt up revealing her panties underneath, the other hand gently stroking the end of Minea’s tail. Vanissa was off today to spend time with her sister. Since she knew that Minea would be there at the diner, she insisted that they stop by for breakfast with her ‘Future Wife’. Tight fitting, leather pants adorned her legs, a plain t-shirt rested on her torso beneath the snazzy leather jacket. Black biker boots clicked the ground as she tapped with her toe. “It would look so good on yo…” Her words were cut off.
Minea again swung around to hit Vanissa for the perverted act but found her boss already on her knees clutching her head. To her surprise Constance stood towering over her younger sibling, right hand curled into a tight fist. “People are going to arrest you for sexual harassment or even pedophilia if you keep that up.” Constance was behind her elder sibling, fingerless gloved hand coming back resting opposite of its pair at her side. Perfect fit cargo pants, four pockets per leg, a leather belt with a holster containing her mother’s Glock, flight jacket, combat boots black, and a wife beater shirt. She moved back around the counter’s open area to pass Vanissa taking a seat next to where Minea would be sitting. The soldier shrugged her shoulders, right hand coming up from its rested place waving for Ethel to bring her a cup of coffee. “Didn’t get any sleep last night.”
Minea looked on confused by how the two sisters acted. This was nothing like Alexandria and her self acted between one another. Her hands came down pushing against the bar stool lifting her self up, over, down onto the smooth, leather cushion. Her tail twitched freely behind her swaying twice then coming down to dangle behind her; her hands moving there after to tug her skirt down. Glancing to her side at Constance, Minea felt the heat rise back to her cheeks. The normally talkative girl became quiet as a mouse when seated besides Constance. The memories of her previous night’s dream came flourishing back to her mind in vivid bursts of colors and sensations. Her soft hands came up pressing against her face blocking away the utter embarrassment she was feeling.
“That’s my seat!!” Vanissa shrieked at Constance rushing over tugging at her sister’s shoulder with both her hands. “I get to sit next to Minea!” She whined in a child’s voice. Blue hair brushed down over her face and shoulders as she frantically bounced and jumped up and down. “I want to sit there!” A sudden glare from Constance, when she turned her head, brought Vanissa sulking as she sat down on the opposite side of her younger sister. “Let me just get some cereal and coffee, Ethel…”
“Vanissa, you need to calm your self down. Minea is Fourteen years old. You don’t need to be chasing around someone that age. If I didn’t know that you were harmless I would have had you arrested for the skirt pulling stunt a moment ago. Thank you, Ma’am.” Constance nodded to Ethel when the mug of steaming, black coffee came to rest in front of her. Right hand came up along the side of the mug letting slender fingers curl around the crescent handle. “You also kept me up all night with your infernal typing. I swear, a grown woman doesn’t need to spend all her time on forum sights discussing cosplay outfits.”
“Those outfits are important for Minea’s future!” Vanissa shot back glancing sidelong at her sister.
“Those outfits would break obscenity laws.” Constance murmured sipping a long drink from the warmth of her mug.
Minea felt her self begin to shake lightly. Why was she having these embarrassing thoughts and feelings? This wasn’t like her at all. The fresh omelet soon served in front of her, the girl thought of only one thing and drowning away any thoughts or conversations away in the delight of a Diner cooked meal.
Vanissa and Constance glanced over at Minea at the same time, their eye brows rising with confused looks painting over each of their faces. The sister’s looked at one another then back to the cat girl. “Slow down, you’re going to make your self sick.” Constance pointed out waving a hand in front of her own mouth to try and calm the agitated feline girl.
“I’m fine.” Satisfied, she sighed gaining the courage had before now that she had a belly full of food. Her ears twitched alive, her hands resting onto her lap once they cleaned her face with a napkin. She twisted her torso just a bit to face Constance. “Thank you for your help yesterday. If you hadn’t come along at the right time I’m sure I would have been a bit hurt.” The charming smile she flashed was the same that she gave the usual customers who came in, but this time it had a certain amount of warmth to it that it normally didn’t have. “I’m Minea Damuel. It’s a pleasure.”
Constance finally gave up her will power and looked at Minea. Around the girl’s head there seemed to be birds fluttering and light pouring in giving her an almost angelic appearance. Constance felt a jerking from with in her belly while every fiber of her body was screaming that something was both wrong yet right with this scenario. “I know your name.” She murmured pulling her eyes away from Minea. “Vanissa won’t stop talking about you. Of course, she also looks at her check book at the same time.” Constance shot a side way glance at Vanissa who was seething at the way her sibling was acting towards her. “I could just tell you some stories about her.”
“Wait, how do you know, Vanissa?” Minea asked glancing between the two women. Up until now she had assumed that perhaps they were lovers or once were, but now she wasn’t so sure.
“Constance and I are step sisters.” Vanissa chimed in. She was getting annoyed not being a part of this conversation. During the time watching her sister “flirt” with Minea (Vanissa believed she was doing so), she had poured half a container of sugar into her cereal turning it into a disaster of cavity filled proportions. “Her mother married my father.”
“And her father didn’t realize what it would be like being married to a Navy Seal who deserted her country and occupation to be with her love.” Constance took another long sip of her coffee when a wicked thought went through her mind. She let the thought go though, it wasn’t like her to begin to spread stories around.
[Alexandria]
Alexandria rested in the confines of her office on the fourth floor of the ten story administrational building of the TSAB Facility. All training had been put on hold for the past week when orders came for a new trainer to arrive. Alexandria adorned her black uniform, seated behind her desk. A new training program was flashed in front of her on a holographic screen detailing the function of the new Trainer. The trainer would act in conjunction with the Enforcer Trainer giving a 4 week preliminary course to weed out any possible rejects before the Enforcer trainer gets their hands on them. This would help in eliminating the hot heads, illusions of grandeur, and those who passed the tests through either money or who they know.
The Ice Queen smiled at the possibilities this new idea would bring. The trainer wouldn’t be stepping on her toes, and she could weed out some of the rejections early without having to cause injuries; though she did like causing the injuries to begin with. Alexandria lifted her head when the voices outside her office in the main room caught her attention. The various cubical officers were talking about events at the local Diner. Many of them knew of the relationship between Minea and Alexandria so they remained hushed on the subject.
“Yeah. I tell you, that little s$%# was just asking for someone to do that to her. I don’t care if she dresses that way for her job or not. I hear her sister works here too. I betcha I could get the little tramp in the sack if I hold her sister’s job over her head, huh?” The voice began to laugh obnoxiously, but he laughed alone. No one else wanted to join in to back up his comments for fear of Alexandria and their love for Minea.
“Krist, you shouldn’t say such things about Minea or about Enforcer Alexandria…” An officer would chime in but fell silent soon after.
“Shut your mouth!” Krist shouted out loud. “I’m not afraid of some enforcer who thinks she’s the big shot of this facility. Now that I’m here she wont be the one calling the shots like I hear. First her, then that d#$@ b%#%^ Lantus will be begging me to have mercy on them.” Krist glanced at his coworkers as they began to turn away from him, walking back to their individual cubicle desks. The shaggy haired delinquent was about to question their actions… when he heard a voice behind him.
“So, it was you who tried to harm my younger sibling. Hm? And now you also threaten me.” Her arms were folded over her chest as she stared down the foolish man. Krist was seated in a chair, his right arm was molded into a cast and his right shoulder braced with a special device. He looked on with terror in his eyes at the Ice Queen standing over him. “You thought what happened to you was bad, perhaps you should reconsider who is before you. Judas, turn off the security feeds on this area. I know that everyone here understands what they are about to see.”
Her voice spoke to her unseen familiar. The tall, voiceless dragonic man stepped out from the office where he was knelt hidden behind the cabinets in Alexandria’s office. He wore something different today. A tight fitting piece of chain mail armor over his torso with leather pants along his legs. His right arm came against his waist when he bowed to Alexandria; massive wings extending out behind him. Right hand came upwards with two fingers pointed forward a circle of magic forming beneath him. In a whisper of magic that did not come from his mouth but from around him; the area would become dark to any electronic recordings of this future incident.
“Now my friend, you will see what happens when you touch my beloved younger sister.”
Dear Diary March 25th,
What am I going to do, Diary? I promised that I would save my heart for when I met Signum but… Today I got to further meet someone else. The woman who came to my aid yesterday was at the diner again. I feel bad for her the moment I learned that she’s sisters with Vanissa. I have to wonder about the different things that Vanissa must have put her through. I know with me she has a habit of walking in on me, slapping my bottom hard when she’s in a good mood, and even taking photographs of me while I’m serving. If she wasn’t so nice to me and finally gave everyone money for their health insurance I’d probably have reported her.
I asked Constance about what she had on her belt. She told me it was a pistol her mother was given by her father when she first became a Navy Seal. Constance got it from her mother when she became an Enforcer here. The technology is a bit backwards; it doesn’t use magic to be used but a kind of alchemy instead. She seemed really confident using the weapon rather then using a Device; again, I found this odd to find out.
Vanissa insisted I go with her and Constance during their errands that day. I think she just wanted to look up my skirt more… I was right. We went to a variety of stores for food, clothing for Constance, and a furniture gallery. Constance was moving from the dormitories they have at her old facility and into a Condominium above Vanissa so she didn’t have any furniture. Constance is a very conservative shopper picking out only the very basic needs without many luxuries to go with them. I have to admire someone who thinks practical while Vanissa tried to go straight to the lingerie section with me… I swear if I kept getting strange looks from everyone I am going to find some way to black mail her…
I got home late tonight, and Alexandria was waiting for me. I felt terrified that she was upset with me for staying out too late but… she wasn’t. She came over to me and patted my head. She told me that the “man who tried to hurt me” would no longer be able to hurt me. She said “Only I am allowed to discipline you. Remember this.” I asked her what she meant, of course, and she told me that the man who tried to hit me had an accident. He fell out the window of her office floor. The look in her eyes told me that it wasn’t an accident. She told me the doctors have told her the damage to the man’s brain is so severe that he will never be able to move or think on his own again.
Alexandria hugged me before I went to bed. This was the first time she ever did this, and I never felt more terrified in my life but… I also felt happy. She whispered to me that, “No one would ever hurt me.” Then told me to go to bed. I’m so confused right now. I thought that what her and mother did was for the best of me but… this confirms that they love me, doesn’t it?
So... dirty dreams we have do we Minea? And Constance is feeling the heat as well
As for slimeball Officer Krist - JUSTICE BE DONE!!! Though that was some EXTREME Justice from Alexandria there Seems Alexandria really does care for Minea, if only she'd show it more often
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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.
Yeah, the Lettermen are male counterparts to the Numbers. I'll expand on their bios soonish.
About Alaeith...I wonder how he could be somehow intertwined into the scenario depicted by you/Nightengale. From what I've read, Kha's also using him for the Stahlritter, but you can use Alaeith too, if you so wish...despite that fact you said you would some time ago.
And, of that scenario...damn, that's dark and foreboding. Makes me want to see what happens, but, from what I gather, Hikki loses his sanity and does what he does...or so.
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Yeah, the Lettermen are male counterparts to the Numbers. I'll expand on their bios soonish.
About Alaeith...I wonder how he could be somehow intertwined into the scenario depicted by you/Nightengale. From what I've read, Kha's also using him for the Stahritter, but you can use Alaeith too, if you so wish...despite that fact you said you would some time ago.
And, of that scenario...damn, that's dark and foreboding. Makes me want to see what happens, but, from what I gather, Hikki loses his sanity and does what he does...or so.
Would like to see their full biography.
Yes, in the AU (at least) Hikki loses his sanity and he... simply does what he wants to do.
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Attention!
Well, I got some bad news here.
The OC List has reached its size limit. I cannot add any more links.
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Still, poor Tesla-chan.
I think Aaron's gonna pounce on me for thinking the above. 
...oh no, wait...it was an 'accident' 
NOT THAT KIND OF THING! 
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Shell help explaining why Keroko is so comfortable being a mama. 
