Magical Girl Lyrical Nanoha Character Creation and Discussion

[Dream_Traveller]

@Lowe: A very touching piece, I must say. Shinji's departure was well-described, along with Kay's emotions, but, as said before- what will happen now? I am intrigued, good sir, and I await more.

If any of you recall the scene in which V assaults a group of Numbers and guards, I've also done another version...much more...ehm, how should I say this...vicious. This is what would happen if V got cheesed before he faced Scag...or, in the least, a snippet of it.

Spoiler for Bloody Masquerade:

The smoke cleared, slowly, dissipating.

The shadowed, kneeling figure of V was still visible. Nove cursed behind gritted teeth, but couldn't help viewing the scene in mortification as he rose.

He rose.

Painfully, inch by biting inch, the man summoned within himself the strength to rise upwards, propping himself up on one leg in a crouching position and using it as leverage. Blood trickled down his face and stained his garments, and his breathing was irregular, erratic, coming forth from his lungs in gasps at random intervals. The very sound of it was almost bone-chilling. His robes were torn, as was his tunic, and his appearance was that of a disheveled character.

But he had lived.

Taking just one step forward, watching as the Numbers and guards paced back, behind his exterior visage he gave the hostile congregation a look that spoke cold daggers, one that was the embodiment of evil, and spoke in a raspy, harsh tone that was the epitome of nightmarish.

"You are loyal, aren't you..."

He outstretched his right hand- in a brief flash, Fawkes materialized. Its blade glistened demoniacally, as if it was wordlessly informing its owner of its lust for blood.

"Even to the end, even in death..." This made the Numbers bolt upwards, listening attentively but without belief. "Semper fidelis...as they say", the masked figure uttered, in a voice that was bordering on sounding melancholy. He shook his head. "Alas...I am a gardener...and it is my duty to defoliate this tree of malice that I witness before me..." His words a soft, deadly whisper, he glared at the redhead.

"That aside, it's...irritating that your loyalties still bind you." He tittered, menacingly, then stated warningly: "For if you knew better and had a proper mindset inside yourself, my dear," he said, directing his speech at Nove. "Then you would have had the knowledge, set in stone...

To STAY OUT OF MY WAY!"

In an outburst of energy, blood-red in color, the Numbers were sent further backwards along the hall. V surged forward, yelling a cry of rage, and not even caring for the soldiers that vainly attempted to obstruct his path as he cut them in twain like a cleaver through meat.

Rocketing towards the red-haired cyborg, another pair of guards assaulted him with projectiles of light- despite the speed at which the enraged attacker was progressing, he still managed to fish out a pair of knives from beneath that darkness of his cloak, and hurl them at the resolute defenders. The first spiraled, cutting through the air and slicing across the guard's throat, extinguishing his life in a split second. The second embedded itself in the other man's neck, red liquid flowing out freshly from the wound as the corpse collapsed, devoid of movement.

V turned his head back to Nove, just in time to notice that the girl was launching another salvo of spherical objects from around her gauntlet. He didn't bother to raise a shield as some cut into him, leaving new injuries behind. Charging on through the storm, he shifted Fawkes over to his left hand and swung his right fist back just after Nove prepared a strike.

The fists met, one gloved, one gauntleted, and it seemed that there was an equal distribution of power in both blows. The combatants broke off, and Nove aimed to swipe again, but V struck first, his arm streaking forward with practically inhuman agility. Once more, he struck the Number's gauntlet-covered fist, but with purpose. Strengthening his attack, V's fist forced her arm back until it ultimately snapped inwards, flopping afterwards limply.

Nove screamed in pain, and looked down at her once operational arm, now sparking uselessly at the elbow joint. She had distracted herself long enough for the masked assailant to fist her in the gut, knocking the wind out of her, then grab her throat like a vice and slam her into a wall. During this scuffle, V had switched Fawkes back to his right hand.

The remaining soldiers shook in terror and fled soon after, enthralled and in fear of this man's power, this infuriated killing machine. Tre and Cinque could only watch on in horror and desperation.

"You've been a pain to me, haven't you, little pretty?", he sneered, darkly. "Well, there comes a time where all must be put in their place." He raised the jet-black spear, and, without remorse, thrust it forward.

Nove felt her breath catch in her throat as the weapon pierced her torso. She lowered her head weakly to look at her nemesis, and the man noticed something else other than shock in her eyes.

(Pleading...?)

"Fawkes."

That was what came forth coldly from the black-clothed one. His device responded instantly, and ejected a quartet of cartridges.

"...November 5th."

At once, an ominous dark red glow surrounded the spear's end, and a beam of condensed magic power was sent outwards from it. Fawkes released two more cartridges to increase the potency of the attack. Nove's expression of fright was the last V saw of her as an explosion culminated, the blast being so powerful that it pierced through the side of the vessel to the complete surprise of all outside, Hayate included.


Somewhere elsewhere, I felt a dagger penetrate his mind. G glanced at him, concernedly.

"What is it?", he inquired.

I, at first, couldn't muster up the power to speak. When he did, his voice was a hollow, shaking murmur.

"Nove...

Nove is...!"


The deed was done.

V lowered his spear, and quarter-turned to the duo of Numbers before him. Both of them couldn't believe their eyes, and Cinque was left almost wordless.

"N...Nove...sou na..." The eye-patched girl's voice was a meek whisper, and her tone rose in fury and sorrow.

"Nove...Nove...

NOVE!"

V watched mirthlessly as she sobbed weakly, tears forming in her one eye, and watched as, still wracked by loss, she stood, bearing a set of knives and leering at V vengefully.

V readied a stance. "Now you have something else to fight for...revenge. Just like me."

He raised his head.

"Let's begin in earnest, shall we...my adversaries?"

This is only alternate, but...

Don't mess with V.

I found writing this to be somewhat hard, and, as with the former piece off of which I based this, partly painful, too. But...do tell me what you all think of this.

[LoweGear]

Originally Posted by Keroko

My opinion on messing with the space-time continuüm is the same as Janeway, I don't try to understand it. I merely use it.

Ah, wise words from Captain Janeway, for one who's been through a lot of space-time bending situations herself

Unfortunately, space-time is actually one of field I'm rather interested in. Theoretical applications of course. And I do try to understand it. Like the possible solutions to the causality paradox mentioned above (which there are two, that form the basis of the solution for most time-travel situations: parallel alternate timelines or predetermination).

Originally Posted by Keroko

I usually mess around with speeds differently. I have one character that keeps apearing in the Star Wars universe. He's fought with the mandalorians, helped Revan, seen the clone wars, witnessed the rise and fall of the empire, looked on as the jedi were re-established, was a major pain-in-the-ass for the Vong, and yet didn't even live in the same dimension. The reason why he kept apearing in the history pages was because the time in the Star Wars dimension flew far faster then any other.

So basically he just lives his life normally, but a few days living in his own dimension translates to centuries in the SW-verse... strange way to make a name out of yourself

Originally Posted by Keroko

Most of us here are familiar with creating things and finding them back in Nanoha later on.

Exactly why the setting for the Nanohaverse is almost perfect for breeding creativity-spawning EPIC BLUECHEESIUM

Originally Posted by Dream_Traveller

If any of you recall the scene in which V assaults a group of Numbers and guards, I've also done another version...much more...ehm, how should I say this...vicious. This is what would happen if V got cheesed before he faced Scag...or, in the least, a snippet of it.

Spoiler for Bloody Masquerade:

The smoke cleared, slowly, dissipating.

The shadowed, kneeling figure of V was still visible. Nove cursed behind gritted teeth, but couldn't help viewing the scene in mortification as he rose.

He rose.

Painfully, inch by biting inch, the man summoned within himself the strength to rise upwards, propping himself up on one leg in a crouching position and using it as leverage. Blood trickled down his face and stained his garments, and his breathing was irregular, erratic, coming forth from his lungs in gasps at random intervals. The very sound of it was almost bone-chilling. His robes were torn, as was his tunic, and his appearance was that of a disheveled character.

But he had lived.

Taking just one step forward, watching as the Numbers and guards paced back, behind his exterior visage he gave the hostile congregation a look that spoke cold daggers, one that was the embodiment of evil, and spoke in a raspy, harsh tone that was the epitome of nightmarish.

"You are loyal, aren't you..."

He outstretched his right hand- in a brief flash, Fawkes materialized. Its blade glistened demoniacally, as if it was wordlessly informing its owner of its lust for blood.

"Even to the end, even in death..." This made the Numbers bolt upwards, listening attentively but without belief. "Semper fi...as they say", the masked figure uttered, in a voice that was bordering on sounding melancholy. He shook his head. "Alas...I am a gardener...and it is my duty to defoliate this tree of malice that I witness before me..." His words a soft, deadly whisper, he glared at the redhead.

"That aside, it's...irritating that your loyalties still bind you." He tittered, menacingly, then stated warningly: "For if you knew better and had a proper mindset inside yourself, my dear," he said, directing his speech at Nove. "Then you would have had the knowledge, set in stone...

To STAY OUT OF MY WAY!"

In an outburst of energy, blood-red in color, the Numbers were sent further backwards along the hall. V surged forward, yelling a cry of rage, and not even caring for the soldiers that vainly attempted to obstruct his path as he cut them in twain like a cleaver through meat.

Rocketing towards the red-haired cyborg, another pair of guards assaulting him with projectiles of light- despite the speed at which the enraged attacker was progressing, he still managed to fish out a pair of knives from beneath that darkness of his cloak, and hurl them at the resolute defenders. The first spiraled, cutting through the air and slicing across the guard's throat, extinguishing his life in a split second. The second embedded itself in the other man's neck, red liquid flowing out freshly from the wound as the corpse collapsed, devoid of movement.

V turned his head back to Nove, just in time to notice that the girl was launching another salvo of spherical objects from around her gauntlet. He didn't bother to raise a shield as some cut into him, leaving new injuries behind. Charging on through the storm, he shifted Fawkes over to his left hand and swung his right fist back just after Nove prepared a strike.

The fists met, one gloved, one gauntleted, and it seemed that there was an equal distribution of power in both blows. The combatants broke off, and Nove aimed to swipe again, but V struck first, his arm streaking forward with practically inhuman agility. Once more, he struck the Number's gauntlet-covered fist, but with purpose. Strengthening his attack, V's fist forced her arm back until it ultimately snapped inwards, flopping afterwards limply.

Nove screamed in pain, and looked down at her once operational arm, now sparking uselessly at the elbow joint. She had distracted herself long enough for the masked assailant to fist her in the gut, knocking the wind out of her, then grab her throat like a vice and slam her into a wall. During this scuffle, V had switched Fawkes back to his right hand.

The remaining soldiers shook in terror and fled soon after, enthralled and in fear of this man's power, this infuriated killing machine. Tre and Cinque could only watch on in horror and desperation.

"You've been a pain to me, haven't you, little pretty?", he sneered, darkly. "Well, there comes a time where all must be put in their place." He raised the jet-black spear, and, without remorse, thrust it forward.

Nove felt her breath catch in her throat as the weapon pierced her torso. She lowered her head weakly to look at her nemesis, and the man noticed something else other than shock in her eyes.

(Pleading...?)

"Fawkes."

That was what came forth coldly from the black-clothed one. His device responded instantly, and ejected a quartet of cartridges.

"...November 5th."

At once, an ominous dark red glow surrounded the spear's end, and a beam of condensed magic power was sent outwards from it. Fawkes released two more cartridges to increase the potency of the attack. Nove's expression of fright was the last V saw of her as an explosion culminated, the blast being so powerful that it pierced through the side of the vessel to the complete surprise of all outside, Hayate included.


Somewhere elsewhere, I felt a dagger penetrate his mind. G glanced at him, concernedly.

"What is it?", he inquired.

I, at first, couldn't muster up the power to speak. When he did, his voice was a hollow, shaking murmur.

"Nove...

Nove is...!"


The deed was done.

V lowered his spear, and quarter-turned to the duo of Numbers before him. Both of them couldn't believe their eyes, and Cinque was left almost wordless.

"N...Nove...sou na..." The eye-patched girl's voice was a meek whisper, and her tone rose in fury and sorrow.

"Nove...Nove...

NOVE!"

V watched mirthlessly as she sobbed weakly, tears forming in her one eye, and watched as, still wracked by loss, she stood, bearing a set of knives and leering at V vengefully.

V readied a stance. "Now you have something else to fight for...revenge. Just like me."

He raised his head.

"Let's begin in earnest, shall we...my adversaries?"

This is only alternate, but...

Don't mess with V.

I found writing this to be somewhat hard, and, as with the former piece off of which I based this, partly painful, too. But...do tell me what you all think of this.

OH S***

Nove wasn't just knocked out this time around... she truly got wasted!!! And now Cinque is much angrier than ever

[stormturmoil]

The trouble with doing something like this is...

It gets Cinque angry. Angry enough not to hold back...

Angry enough to explode V from the inside out merely by touching him, and rumble detonating the metal in his body...the calcium in his bones, the iron in his blood, the potassium and sodium in his nerves.

After this, her IS may well end up nicknamed 'Rumble Blender', because that's what will look like happened to V...

( tip to all OC's: do not get Cinque angry enough to stop her holding back...)

[Keroko]

Originally Posted by Dream_Traveller

@Lowe: A very touching piece, I must say. Shinji's departure was well-described, along with Kay's emotions, but, as said before- what will happen now? I am intrigued, good sir, and I await more.

If any of you recall the scene in which V assaults a group of Numbers and guards, I've also done another version...much more...ehm, how should I say this...vicious. This is what would happen if V got cheesed before he faced Scag...or, in the least, a snippet of it.

Spoiler for Bloody Masquerade:

The smoke cleared, slowly, dissipating.

The shadowed, kneeling figure of V was still visible. Nove cursed behind gritted teeth, but couldn't help viewing the scene in mortification as he rose.

He rose.

Painfully, inch by biting inch, the man summoned within himself the strength to rise upwards, propping himself up on one leg in a crouching position and using it as leverage. Blood trickled down his face and stained his garments, and his breathing was irregular, erratic, coming forth from his lungs in gasps at random intervals. The very sound of it was almost bone-chilling. His robes were torn, as was his tunic, and his appearance was that of a disheveled character.

But he had lived.

Taking just one step forward, watching as the Numbers and guards paced back, behind his exterior visage he gave the hostile congregation a look that spoke cold daggers, one that was the embodiment of evil, and spoke in a raspy, harsh tone that was the epitome of nightmarish.

"You are loyal, aren't you..."

He outstretched his right hand- in a brief flash, Fawkes materialized. Its blade glistened demoniacally, as if it was wordlessly informing its owner of its lust for blood.

"Even to the end, even in death..." This made the Numbers bolt upwards, listening attentively but without belief. "Semper fi...as they say", the masked figure uttered, in a voice that was bordering on sounding melancholy. He shook his head. "Alas...I am a gardener...and it is my duty to defoliate this tree of malice that I witness before me..." His words a soft, deadly whisper, he glared at the redhead.

"That aside, it's...irritating that your loyalties still bind you." He tittered, menacingly, then stated warningly: "For if you knew better and had a proper mindset inside yourself, my dear," he said, directing his speech at Nove. "Then you would have had the knowledge, set in stone...

To STAY OUT OF MY WAY!"

In an outburst of energy, blood-red in color, the Numbers were sent further backwards along the hall. V surged forward, yelling a cry of rage, and not even caring for the soldiers that vainly attempted to obstruct his path as he cut them in twain like a cleaver through meat.

Rocketing towards the red-haired cyborg, another pair of guards assaulting him with projectiles of light- despite the speed at which the enraged attacker was progressing, he still managed to fish out a pair of knives from beneath that darkness of his cloak, and hurl them at the resolute defenders. The first spiraled, cutting through the air and slicing across the guard's throat, extinguishing his life in a split second. The second embedded itself in the other man's neck, red liquid flowing out freshly from the wound as the corpse collapsed, devoid of movement.

V turned his head back to Nove, just in time to notice that the girl was launching another salvo of spherical objects from around her gauntlet. He didn't bother to raise a shield as some cut into him, leaving new injuries behind. Charging on through the storm, he shifted Fawkes over to his left hand and swung his right fist back just after Nove prepared a strike.

The fists met, one gloved, one gauntleted, and it seemed that there was an equal distribution of power in both blows. The combatants broke off, and Nove aimed to swipe again, but V struck first, his arm streaking forward with practically inhuman agility. Once more, he struck the Number's gauntlet-covered fist, but with purpose. Strengthening his attack, V's fist forced her arm back until it ultimately snapped inwards, flopping afterwards limply.

Nove screamed in pain, and looked down at her once operational arm, now sparking uselessly at the elbow joint. She had distracted herself long enough for the masked assailant to fist her in the gut, knocking the wind out of her, then grab her throat like a vice and slam her into a wall. During this scuffle, V had switched Fawkes back to his right hand.

The remaining soldiers shook in terror and fled soon after, enthralled and in fear of this man's power, this infuriated killing machine. Tre and Cinque could only watch on in horror and desperation.

"You've been a pain to me, haven't you, little pretty?", he sneered, darkly. "Well, there comes a time where all must be put in their place." He raised the jet-black spear, and, without remorse, thrust it forward.

Nove felt her breath catch in her throat as the weapon pierced her torso. She lowered her head weakly to look at her nemesis, and the man noticed something else other than shock in her eyes.

(Pleading...?)

"Fawkes."

That was what came forth coldly from the black-clothed one. His device responded instantly, and ejected a quartet of cartridges.

"...November 5th."

At once, an ominous dark red glow surrounded the spear's end, and a beam of condensed magic power was sent outwards from it. Fawkes released two more cartridges to increase the potency of the attack. Nove's expression of fright was the last V saw of her as an explosion culminated, the blast being so powerful that it pierced through the side of the vessel to the complete surprise of all outside, Hayate included.


Somewhere elsewhere, I felt a dagger penetrate his mind. G glanced at him, concernedly.

"What is it?", he inquired.

I, at first, couldn't muster up the power to speak. When he did, his voice was a hollow, shaking murmur.

"Nove...

Nove is...!"


The deed was done.

V lowered his spear, and quarter-turned to the duo of Numbers before him. Both of them couldn't believe their eyes, and Cinque was left almost wordless.

"N...Nove...sou na..." The eye-patched girl's voice was a meek whisper, and her tone rose in fury and sorrow.

"Nove...Nove...

NOVE!"

V watched mirthlessly as she sobbed weakly, tears forming in her one eye, and watched as, still wracked by loss, she stood, bearing a set of knives and leering at V vengefully.

V readied a stance. "Now you have something else to fight for...revenge. Just like me."

He raised his head.

"Let's begin in earnest, shall we...my adversaries?"

This is only alternate, but...

Don't mess with V.

I found writing this to be somewhat hard, and, as with the former piece off of which I based this, partly painful, too. But...do tell me what you all think of this.

I've been thinking, what if V were to fight an 'awakened' Keroko? Where her corruption did not destroy, but instead took over?

Spoiler for I'd say you were looking at something like this:

"Why must you stand in my way?" V asked the girl in front of her. Something was wrong, this was not the girl he had met previously.

"Because you are standing in mine." The girl answered, eyes closed.

"Perhaps, but it would be a good idea to get out of mine before proceeding on yours."

"Oh, and how so?"

"It is never a wise idea to get in the way of revenge."

The girl snorted. "Revenge. Revenge is nothing but a product, flowing forth from hate, which itself flows forth from anger."

V nodded, this girl was definetely not the one he had met previously "I see, there is always a bigger fish. May I inquire as to the name of the one standing in the path of vengeance?"

"A mortal like you needs not know my name, but I shall entertain you. I am the Aspect of the Black Dragonflight. I am the ruler of this world and the others. I am the one who will decide the fate of your insignifficant mortal life." The girls eyes snapped open, revealing orbs that seemed like molten magma. Black leathery wings seemingly made of ash and smoke erupted from her back, her voice grew lower, and deeper. "I am Neltharion. I AM HATRED!"

*wanders off the play with the awakened Keroko scenario some more*

Originally Posted by LoweGear

Ah, wise words from Captain Janeway, for one who's been through a lot of space-time bending situations herself

Unfortunately, space-time is actually one of field I'm rather interested in. Theoretical applications of course. And I do try to understand it. Like the possible solutions to the causality paradox mentioned above (which there are two, that form the basis of the solution for most time-travel situations: parallel alternate timelines or predetermination).

I love the general paradox idea of "If you went back in time and killed your father." Enough to drive many a scientist mad.

Originally Posted by LoweGear

So basically he just lives his life normally, but a few days living in his own dimension translates to centuries in the SW-verse... strange way to make a name out of yourself

It becomes even more fun when he's talking about the mandalorian wars as if they happened yesterday. Or when anakin comes around in discussions.

"Anakin? Yeah, I remember him. Squirt could race, won the Boonta to get us the parts we need, then flew his fighter in a droid ship and blew it up a few weeks later, freeing an opressed planet. He couldn't stand being ruffled, though. Why do you ask?"
Jake Tyrell to a now bug-eyed Luke Skywalker

Originally Posted by LoweGear

Exactly why the setting for the Nanohaverse is almost perfect for breeding creativity-spawning EPIC BLUECHEESIUM

One more for the biggest thread in Animesuki!

[Dream_Traveller]

Originally Posted by stormturmoil

The trouble with doing something like this is...

It gets Cinque angry. Angry enough not to hold back...

Angry enough to explode V from the inside out merely by touching him, and rumble detonating the metal in his body...the calcium in his bones, the iron in his blood, the potassium and sodium in his nerves.

After this, her IS may well end up nicknamed 'Rumble Blender', because that's what will look like happened to V...

( tip to all OC's: do not get Cinque angry enough to stop her holding back...)

Well, V will just have to be careful if that's the case. To quote a certain play:

"Though this be madness, there is method in 't."

V is in...well, something of a partly-controlled rage. He can notice what's going on around him, obviously, and, despite him being infuriated, he...well, knows what he's doing. It's only really when he faces Scag that he loses every shred of self-control...and, if what you said about Rumble Detonator is true, V will have to keep his guard up, but, as said, there is a method to his madness.

And to you Keroko...that scenario is WIN! More, I beseech you!

[LoweGear]

Originally Posted by stormturmoil

The trouble with doing something like this is...

It gets Cinque angry. Angry enough not to hold back...

Angry enough to explode V from the inside out merely by touching him, and rumble detonating the metal in his body...the calcium in his bones, the iron in his blood, the potassium and sodium in his nerves.

After this, her IS may well end up nicknamed 'Rumble Blender', because that's what will look like happened to V...

( tip to all OC's: do not get Cinque angry enough to stop her holding back...)

Much noted

Originally Posted by Keroko

I've been thinking, what if V were to fight an 'awakened' Keroko? Where her corruption did not destroy, but instead took over?

Spoiler for I'd say you were looking at something like this:

"Why must you stand in my way?" V asked the girl in front of her. Something was wrong, this was not the girl he had met previously.

"Because you are standing in mine." The girl answered, eyes closed.

"Perhaps, but it would be a good idea to get out of mine before proceeding on yours."

"Oh, and how so?"

"It is never a wise idea to get in the way of revenge."

The girl snorted. "Revenge. Revenge is nothing but a product, flowing forth from hate, which itself flows forth from anger."

V nodded, this girl was definetely not the one he had met previously "I see, there is always a bigger fish. May I inquire as to the name of the one standing in the path of vengeance?"

"A mortal like you needs not know my name, but I shall entertain you. I am the Aspect of the Black Dragonflight. I am the ruler of this world and the others. I am the one who will decide the fate of your insignifficant mortal life." The girls eyes snapped open, revealing orbs that seemed like molten magma. Black leathery wings seemingly made of ash and smoke erupted from her back, her voice grew lower, and deeper. "I am Neltharion. I AM HATRED!"

*wanders off the play with the awakened Keroko scenario some more*

Is it strange that I find this scene unintentionally funny? I mean here we have V, badass extraordinaire, acting his awesome self, only to find that his opponent is a one of the most powerful dark Dragons in existence

Originally Posted by Keroko

I love the general paradox idea of "If you went back in time and killed your father." Enough to drive many a scientist mad.

Not every scientist though, or else they wouldn't be able to write books on the subject, especially my favorite book on it, "The Fabric of the Cosmos" by Brian Greene Recommended reading

Originally Posted by Keroko

It becomes even more fun when he's talking about the mandalorian wars as if they happened yesterday. Or when anakin comes around in discussions.

"Anakin? Yeah, I remember him. Squirt could race, won the Boonta to get us the parts we need, then flew his fighter in a droid ship and blew it up a few weeks later, freeing an opressed planet. He couldn't stand being ruffled, though. Why do you ask?"
Jake Tyrell to a now bug-eyed Luke Skywalker

In Luke's mind, the image probably DOES NOT COMPUTE He'd be a historian's dream though, since events in their distant past are relatively fresh in his mind

Originally Posted by Keroko

One more for the biggest thread in Animesuki!

Indeed

[Tk3997]

Originally Posted by LoweGear

Hmm somewhat unusual multiverse there, since with time supposed to be relative I find it strange for multiple universes independent of each other to have "multiversal" time so to speak I more rather like the idea of several universes within the multiverse having relative times... so while one universe is just being born, another is already dying out, and even then that dying universe may have died out BEFORE the first one was born in a relativistic sense, due to the unstable nature of so called "inter-universal" "space-time"

But see in my story the "universe" aren’t really “independent” at all they’re all part of a larger overarching multi-verse, “universes” in my story are somewhat like galaxies in our own universes (not quite as they can have some minor differences in certain physical laws but close). Also the entire thing was created at once by the big bang so the starting point is the same for all universes, how they evolved from their can vary, but they are all precisely the same age, to the tinniest unit of time and time is one of the few things they all share. Unless effected by certain types of magic or tech(and those are almost always very small scale, planetary AT MOST) time flows at the same rate and in the same way across them all.

It is odd I admit, but it was crafted that way to prevent rampant time travel abuse. Under allot of methods for this kind of thing you ought to be able to pick a time to enter the other universe, which opens up rampant time travel and all sorts of issues like in the novel “Forever War” novel where in you have ships coming back into from a battle a thousand years in the future while another next it came back from a thousand years in the past, etc, etc. This way though since all universes are on a linked timeline anyone traveling between them isn’t time traveling but is merely changing location.

So to avoid the above issues I basiclly said “all universes are linked by a single timeline, so you can travel between them, but only to one universal “present” no flying into another universe 10,000 years in the past or anything. Now the “present” for one place could be the stone age and it could be the Culture for another, but still spatially speaking all universes are on the same clock. It also just so happens that the “present” of a universe often seems to coincide with an era depicted in the relevant fiction… funny that.

Bizarrely though time travel WITHIN a universe is possible, to an extent (it was too rampant in source materials for shows I wanted to include to totally disallow), but it’s difficult and fraught with risk. The universe also enforces consistency control, basiclly anything you do while going back in time is because you were supposed to go back and do it to begin with! So history is basiclly set anything that has happened was supposed to happen and will happen, and even if someone goes back and seemingly “alters” something that has happened, they really haven’t cause acutally even THAT was supposed to happen. The future though is anything but set, until something has happened it isn’t protected so you’re still shaping the future, but once the future becomes the present and then past, it’s protected from tampering.

Or something like that, this stuff makes my head hurt, basiclly I just didn’t want to deal with time travel and shit and just said “everyone’s on the same damn time end of story.” Why? Because I’m the fucking god of this place and I said so.

And using SG1 for base of operations? Nice, especially with the Stargate network able to not only travel through space but time as well under the right circumstances, definitely useful for multiverse travel

Acutally it can go between universes in canon too. In the ninth season for instance they end up with like a dozen SG-1 from other universes coming through the Stargate. It later revealed the first team through acutally planned this by routing the wormhole near a black hole in order to steal a ZPM, Carter gets zapped into still another in the tenth, and let’s not forget the Dimensional mirror in the first season! SG-1 is just rampant with this stuff.

But I never did see that episode of SG1... Jack O Neill should write the field manual on what to do in a timeloop

Jack could write a manual on damn near anything:
Being standard on a primitive world? Check.
Surviving long periods of brutal torture. You bet.
Single Ship suicide run on enemy super weapon. No problem.
Sent back in time to the 1960s? Easy as pie.
Weird alien knowledge stuck in your brain! No sweat!

But it's strange... reading your description of your "multiverse organization" sounds like an similar idea of mine a long time ago, in fact I mentioned it before in this post. And my initial idea sounds much like yours, an all-tech organization, although my base of Ops was the Starcraft-verse

It seems like a kind of natural thing, once you start getting sort of similar groups together it only makes sense they'd ally and grow closer over time into perhaps even a quasi government.

Wondering how your multiverse adventures would've panned out

I'll still write stuff in it, but it is as I said rather disjointed and probably won't be published anytime soon.

[Erio]

Wow Lowe, you're still awake?

Just some backlog smashing... Still a bit out of the loop as far as current discussions are concerned, but I gotta say, Tk3997, that's some pretty interesting stuff you got there. I like your idea of people who go back in time are really doing it because they are supposed to.

Originally Posted by LoweGear

Snippet Time!!!!!

For the first time, I finally introduce a character of mine that I've mentioned only twice in all of my scenarios, yet one who has appeared so early in this thread. Formal intro later, but here's a snippet from upcoming chapter:

Spoiler for Evening:

The loud, sharp crack of palm against cheek echoed through the air.

Kay stood there with her outstretched hand, watching Matsuri lying on the ground, struggling to get up. She looked at the helpless girl pitifully, angrily, painfully.

“Do you know what you’ve done?

Do you have any idea, what you have just done?!”

The young girl in front of her couldn’t utter a reply, still holding her swollen cheek, looking at the ground with her empty eyes, paralyzed by shock.

“Listen Matsuri! Beyond your small selfish world, there is a universe full of incomprehensible and unimaginable marvels beyond the reach of your precious science, of unbelievable and outrageous events that defy logic.

And for my poor Shinji to have fallen for an ignorant girl like you, is one of them.”

Slowly, Matsuri turned to look at Kay, to receive the glare of a woman scorned. Kay asserted herself with her soft, yet firm voice, to convey the anger that seethed underneath.

“It is true, I created them, with my own hands and effort. Shinji is not made of flesh and blood like the rest of us, his new body a construct composed of energies you can’t begin to fathom. His actions and impulses are controlled by bytes of 1’s and 0’s…

Yes, my children are not technically human. In your seemingly shallow mind they are but mere programs to be manipulated and discarded.

But he has emotions, and feelings that can savor the joys of living, wince at pain and sympathize with sorrow. He has his own will, his own desires, his own dreams. I did not run software that will make him help others selflessly. I did not type in parameters to make him care for people. I did not program him to love you!"

A barely audible gasp.

"I raised them so they can choose their own direction in life, pursue their own personalities, just like any parent would to any child. I don’t reprogram them when they’re actions don’t suit my expectations, because I do not have lofty expectations of them. I expect them to be themselves, the best they can be, with their own strength. Shinji, Asuka, and Rey are as real as we who call ourselves ‘humans’.”

Kay’s voice grew ever more pained, ever sadder.

“He chose to love you Matsuri. He chose to care for you. HIS choices, without my knowledge or consent. Because he knew what you had been through, a life filled with loneliness, pain and sorrow. He thought he could comfort you, raise you from your problems, and stick by your side through thick or thin! And despite his fears, HIS fears, of only being a program, he still believed in your understanding, on the chance that you might just see him as he is, as someone who can love, and be loved in return.”

Matsuri acted defiantly at Kay’s words, yet each word made her cringe…

“He trusted you! He gave you his attention, his time, his devotion, his loyalty, and most of all his love! And you crushed him mercilessly, because of your stubborn ignorance!”

… as Kay’s voice grew ever louder, ever angrier.

“Did the time you spent together with him simply a lie? Do you truly want to drag him through the mud for what he is not? Call him whatever you want, but don’t you ever call him JUST a program!”

Her last words delivered undeniably loud and ruthlessly clear, Kay finally rested her stance, turning her back towards Matsuri.

“You know what?” Kay spoke once more, her words unrelentingly harsh. “Shinji is too kind and too gentle a man for you. He deserves better than to be hurt like this.”

Slowly, she walked away from the scene, to leave behind a young girl, seemingly unrepentant and resolute, yet undeniably shocked. The night slowly inched towards her, blanketing her sullied face in the darkness.

Only a single word escaped her lips.

"Shinji..."

Originally Posted by LoweGear

Hmmm...

Seems I've been making a habit of posting "previews" lately

Anyways, more Snippet Time, with another short piece, which continues from this snippet, concerning a certain AI.

Spoiler for Searcher:

I watched Kay walk towards me, obviously angry. In these situations, it is unwise to speak of anything unnecessary. If you have nothing to contribute, you keep your thoughts to yourself, unless you intend to provoke an unfavorable reaction.

Somewhere beyond the line of trees and bushes along the park trail, barely visible in the darkness of the canopy, Matsuri stayed, kneeling on all fours, struggling to get up. When at last she stood up, she walked back on the trail, heading away from here. Limping like a defeated wounded dog.

At any case, I’d better keep a watch on Matsuri. Walking out on the streets alone at this time is dangerous, but at the same time I couldn’t leave this cottage unguarded.

Luckily I had some Searchers available. I took out five from my pocket, and cast the spell to activate them lighting it up into floating bright, blue balls.

Kay noticed the balls as she walked up to my right. “Glock?” she asked, her strained voice barely above an exasperated whisper.

I gently threw the balls up into the air, which then flew off to their predestined coordinates.

“I’m leaving the Searchers for additional perimeter surveillance. I’ll just accompany Matsuri back to her place. It’s not safe out at this hour.”

“Okay…” Kay replied, sounding distant. I patted her shoulder.

“It’ll work out… somehow. You better tend to Shinji now.”

Kay only nodded in reply, as I turned to catch up to Matsuri…

“I’ll do it.”

A weak voice made me pause in my tracks. I turned left to see Shinji standing nearby. “I’ll go.” Weakly he asked, the voice of someone nearing desperation. I turned to face him. Why Shinji, why do you-

“Why do you want to?”

Kay beat me to it voicing the question, her arms crossed, looking sternly at him. “Why do you want to accompany her Shinji? Tell me.”

“Because...” Shinji answered, pausing in mid reply, looking sullen. “…I have to say goodbye… for the last time.”

Looking at Shinji obviously pained as he replied, visibly shaking… at that very point I wished I could help to at least ease his pain. But I knew nothing I could say would help.

Kay walked to him, maintaining her stern composure. Several moments passed with neither saying a word. What was she thinking of? Kay, what are your intentions?

...

"Are you sure?" Kay asked, breaking the silence.

"I am." Shinji answered, shaken, but unhesitant.

Kay then laid both her hands on his shoulders.

“Be back after you’re done alright?”

Shinji simply nodded in reply. Then slowly, he turned and walked towards the trail. Watching him walk down the now moonlit trail, standing upright despite the confusion he must be going through right now, up until he disappeared along the line of trees. Truly, his new body gave him freedom. The freedom to do what he must.

“Do what you have to do Shinji.”

Kay looked on with concern, her whispered words echoing my own.

“What are you planning to do now Kay?”

She leaned back on the cottage wall, a sigh escaping her lips.

“I’ll wait for him to return. And trust in his judgement.”

“You sound like you’re expecting something major out of this.”

“Shouldn’t I? Whether he continues to remain broken, or whether he can mend his feelings, depends on what happens next.”

I leaned back next to her. “We can find out which of those outcomes will occur today.” I opened a holodisplay, showing a birds-eye-view of Shinji walking on the trail, relayed by one of my Searchers.

Kay’s wan smile meant her approval, watching the image in front of her intently.

“What will you do now Shinji?”

I found myself asking the same thing, as we watched him together.

Now you have me wondering what's going to happen. I'm surprised, though, that you're taking Shinji, Asuka and Rei to this level... I wasnt expecting that. Also, Kay seems so much more mature now... I guess that's because she's a mother now, huh? Way to go Glock!!!

[Erio]

EDIT: Oops! I clicked the wrong button... sorry for the double post.

Originally Posted by Dream_Traveller

@Lowe: A very touching piece, I must say. Shinji's departure was well-described, along with Kay's emotions, but, as said before- what will happen now? I am intrigued, good sir, and I await more.

If any of you recall the scene in which V assaults a group of Numbers and guards, I've also done another version...much more...ehm, how should I say this...vicious. This is what would happen if V got cheesed before he faced Scag...or, in the least, a snippet of it.

Spoiler for Bloody Masquerade:

The smoke cleared, slowly, dissipating.

The shadowed, kneeling figure of V was still visible. Nove cursed behind gritted teeth, but couldn't help viewing the scene in mortification as he rose.

He rose.

Painfully, inch by biting inch, the man summoned within himself the strength to rise upwards, propping himself up on one leg in a crouching position and using it as leverage. Blood trickled down his face and stained his garments, and his breathing was irregular, erratic, coming forth from his lungs in gasps at random intervals. The very sound of it was almost bone-chilling. His robes were torn, as was his tunic, and his appearance was that of a disheveled character.

But he had lived.

Taking just one step forward, watching as the Numbers and guards paced back, behind his exterior visage he gave the hostile congregation a look that spoke cold daggers, one that was the embodiment of evil, and spoke in a raspy, harsh tone that was the epitome of nightmarish.

"You are loyal, aren't you..."

He outstretched his right hand- in a brief flash, Fawkes materialized. Its blade glistened demoniacally, as if it was wordlessly informing its owner of its lust for blood.

"Even to the end, even in death..." This made the Numbers bolt upwards, listening attentively but without belief. "Semper fidelis...as they say", the masked figure uttered, in a voice that was bordering on sounding melancholy. He shook his head. "Alas...I am a gardener...and it is my duty to defoliate this tree of malice that I witness before me..." His words a soft, deadly whisper, he glared at the redhead.

"That aside, it's...irritating that your loyalties still bind you." He tittered, menacingly, then stated warningly: "For if you knew better and had a proper mindset inside yourself, my dear," he said, directing his speech at Nove. "Then you would have had the knowledge, set in stone...

To STAY OUT OF MY WAY!"

In an outburst of energy, blood-red in color, the Numbers were sent further backwards along the hall. V surged forward, yelling a cry of rage, and not even caring for the soldiers that vainly attempted to obstruct his path as he cut them in twain like a cleaver through meat.

Rocketing towards the red-haired cyborg, another pair of guards assaulted him with projectiles of light- despite the speed at which the enraged attacker was progressing, he still managed to fish out a pair of knives from beneath that darkness of his cloak, and hurl them at the resolute defenders. The first spiraled, cutting through the air and slicing across the guard's throat, extinguishing his life in a split second. The second embedded itself in the other man's neck, red liquid flowing out freshly from the wound as the corpse collapsed, devoid of movement.

V turned his head back to Nove, just in time to notice that the girl was launching another salvo of spherical objects from around her gauntlet. He didn't bother to raise a shield as some cut into him, leaving new injuries behind. Charging on through the storm, he shifted Fawkes over to his left hand and swung his right fist back just after Nove prepared a strike.

The fists met, one gloved, one gauntleted, and it seemed that there was an equal distribution of power in both blows. The combatants broke off, and Nove aimed to swipe again, but V struck first, his arm streaking forward with practically inhuman agility. Once more, he struck the Number's gauntlet-covered fist, but with purpose. Strengthening his attack, V's fist forced her arm back until it ultimately snapped inwards, flopping afterwards limply.

Nove screamed in pain, and looked down at her once operational arm, now sparking uselessly at the elbow joint. She had distracted herself long enough for the masked assailant to fist her in the gut, knocking the wind out of her, then grab her throat like a vice and slam her into a wall. During this scuffle, V had switched Fawkes back to his right hand.

The remaining soldiers shook in terror and fled soon after, enthralled and in fear of this man's power, this infuriated killing machine. Tre and Cinque could only watch on in horror and desperation.

"You've been a pain to me, haven't you, little pretty?", he sneered, darkly. "Well, there comes a time where all must be put in their place." He raised the jet-black spear, and, without remorse, thrust it forward.

Nove felt her breath catch in her throat as the weapon pierced her torso. She lowered her head weakly to look at her nemesis, and the man noticed something else other than shock in her eyes.

(Pleading...?)

"Fawkes."

That was what came forth coldly from the black-clothed one. His device responded instantly, and ejected a quartet of cartridges.

"...November 5th."

At once, an ominous dark red glow surrounded the spear's end, and a beam of condensed magic power was sent outwards from it. Fawkes released two more cartridges to increase the potency of the attack. Nove's expression of fright was the last V saw of her as an explosion culminated, the blast being so powerful that it pierced through the side of the vessel to the complete surprise of all outside, Hayate included.


Somewhere elsewhere, I felt a dagger penetrate his mind. G glanced at him, concernedly.

"What is it?", he inquired.

I, at first, couldn't muster up the power to speak. When he did, his voice was a hollow, shaking murmur.

"Nove...

Nove is...!"


The deed was done.

V lowered his spear, and quarter-turned to the duo of Numbers before him. Both of them couldn't believe their eyes, and Cinque was left almost wordless.

"N...Nove...sou na..." The eye-patched girl's voice was a meek whisper, and her tone rose in fury and sorrow.

"Nove...Nove...

NOVE!"

V watched mirthlessly as she sobbed weakly, tears forming in her one eye, and watched as, still wracked by loss, she stood, bearing a set of knives and leering at V vengefully.

V readied a stance. "Now you have something else to fight for...revenge. Just like me."

He raised his head.

"Let's begin in earnest, shall we...my adversaries?"

This is only alternate, but...

Don't mess with V.

I found writing this to be somewhat hard, and, as with the former piece off of which I based this, partly painful, too. But...do tell me what you all think of this.

Nove!! You sure have something against poor Nove, huh?

And Cinque... Will there be a second part, sir? Or does this link to their fight you've already posted?

Originally Posted by Reiji Tabibito

NOOOOOOOOOOO!! Aaron-kun is our pure-minded MODERATOR!!! NOOOOOOOOO!!

I lol'ed at this.

[LoweGear]

Originally Posted by Tk3997

But see in my story the universe aren’t really “independent” at all they’re all part of a larger overarching multi-verse, “universes” in my story are somewhat like galaxies in our own universes (not quite as they can have some minor differences in certain physical laws but close). Also the entire thing was created at once by the big bang so the starting point is the same for all universes, how they evolved from their can vary, but they are all precisely the same age, to the tinniest unit of time and time is one of the few things they all share. Unless effected by certain types of magic or tech(and those are almost always very small scale, planetary AT MOST) time flows at the same rate and in the same way across them all.

It is odd I admit, but it was crafted that way to prevent rampant time travel abuse, this way since all universes are on a linked timeline anyone traveling between them isn’t time traveling but is merely changing location.

Under allot of methods for this kind of thing you ought to be able to pick a time to enter the other universe, which opens up rampant time travel and all sorts of issues like in the novel “Forever War” novel where in you have ships coming back into from a battle a thousand years in the future while another next it came back from a thousand years in the past, etc, etc

So to avoid that I basiclly said “all universes are linked by a single timeline, so you can travel between them, but only to one universal “present” no flying into another universe 10,000 years in the past or anything. Now the “present” for one place could be the stone age and it could be the Culture for another, but still spatially speaking all universes are on the same clock. It also just so happens that the “present” of a universe often seems to coincide with an era depicted in the relevant fiction… funny that.

Bizarrely though time travel WITHIN a universe is possible, to an extent (it was too rampant in source materials for shows I wanted to include to totally disallow), but it’s difficult and fraught with risk. The universe also enforces consistency control, basiclly anything you do while going back in time is because you were supposed to go back and do it to begin with! So history is basiclly set anything that has happened was supposed to happen and will happen, and even if someone goes back and seemingly “alters” something that has happened, they really haven’t cause acutally even THAT was supposed to happen. The future though is anything but set, until something has happened it isn’t protected so you’re still shaping the future, but once the future becomes the present and then past, it’s protected from tampering.

[fiction]

It's probably because I do believe in the big bang being the origin of just ONE universe, and not a multiverse that I find this concept refreshing, but odd

That linear interpretation of Predetermination though is a bit harder to swallow for me. While we all talk about time in terms of "past" "present" and "future" in normal conversation, as an enthusiast of relativity I believe that time does not flow like a river where you move from one point of time into the next, and the "future becomes the present then becomes the past" in a linear fashion, and that you create a "timeline" like how you'd lay a red carpet. I see a much more elegant, yet somewhat confusing timeline where past, present and future only hold meaning to the beholder experiencing the event. For a time traveller, saying that he just travelled into the past isn't quite accurate: Past compared to his "previous" temporal location, but "currently", his "past" is the "present". And that even though the "future" is set, one can still "choose" which "future" he can choose due to the uncertainty principle.

In fact, I can go so far and basically violate the dictum that "one cannot travel back any further into the past than the first time machine" and actually justify it by offering a grandiose looping "time", where time, as a WHOLE, not just the universe, or the multiverse, but literally EVERYTHING, loops around itself. Which means that, if you wait patiently enough (an eternity in our mere human comprehension), you'll end up right back where you started in the this "present", which was the "past" that you reached waiting for the "future" So in fact, you can go back in time further back than when your time machine was built, because as far as the long-term, your "future" would lead to your past anyway I can actually explain the same thing about SPACE itself, basing on an unusual concept I read about regarding string theory,but in layman understanding, "the large is the small, and the small is the large".

(Considering storytelling, my central character finds herself in a dilemna: Why try and maintain order in space-time, and in different universes, when in the long-term it wouldn't make any difference, if the same thing will inevitably occur again, no matter the intervention?)

If only I have more accurate words to describe the relationships between the past, the present and the future that work in relativistic terms while being absolute in definition.

[/fiction]

Originally Posted by Tk3997

Or something like that, this stuff makes my head hurt, basiclly I just didn’t want to deal with time travel and shit and just said “everyone’s on the same damn time end of story.” Why? Because I’m the fucking god of this place and I said so.

QUOTED FOR TRUTH

The Laws of Physics bend to the will of the Writer's Pen and the Human Imagination

Originally Posted by Tk3997

Acutally it can go between universes in canon too. In the ninth season for instance they end up with like a dozen SG-1 from other universes coming through the Stargate. It later revealed the first team through acutally planned this by routing the wormhole near a black hole in order to steal a ZPM, Carter gets zapped into still another in the tenth, and let’s not forget the Dimensional mirror in the first season! SG-1 is just rampant with this stuff.

I've yet to see the 9th season (stupid local channels), but yep, SG-1 likes to mess with the space-time continuum in wierder ways than even Trek

Originally Posted by Tk3997

Jack could write a manual on damn near anything:
Being standard on a primitive world? Check.
Surviving long periods of brutal torture. You bet.
Single Ship suicide run on enemy super weapon. No problem.
Sent back in time to the 1960s? Easy as pie.
Weird alien knowledge stuck in your brain! No sweat!

To misquote from Babylon 5:

O'Niell is God

Originally Posted by Tk3997

I'll still write stuff in it, but it is as I said rather disjointed and probably won't be published anytime soon.

Considering the nature of the setting, I think a disjointed story would be more appropriate methinks

Originally Posted by Erio

Wow Lowe, you're still awake?

For some reason, I can't sleep today... and yet I feel wide awake (and all I ingested today was Iced Tea)

Originally Posted by Erio

Now you have me wondering what's going to happen. I'm surprised, though, that you're taking Shinji, Asuka and Rei to this level... I wasnt expecting that. Also, Kay seems so much more mature now... I guess that's because she's a mother now, huh? Way to go Glock!!!

Well timeline-wise, this part takes place before the Zubaida Arc, so this'll be her first time having the AI's out with their own bodies. She's been a mother to her "children" before, but now with physical bodies that maternal instinct's gonna snowball, as seen in the Zubaida Arc

At least Glock knows that to expect when their children truly are human...

[Dream_Traveller]

I don't hold any animosity towards Nove, good sir- it's just I see her as one of the Numbers more susceptible to death. I highly doubt any of the Numbers will die in StrikerS, but Nove just seems to me like one of those characters who faces death in some senses. I like her, yes, but it's just my own attitude towards this.

[Erio]

Originally Posted by LoweGear

[fiction]

It's probably because I do believe in the big bang being the origin of just ONE universe, and not a multiverse that I find this concept refreshing, but odd

That linear interpretation of Predetermination though is a bit harder to swallow for me. While we all talk about time in terms of "past" "present" and "future" in normal conversation, as an enthusiast of relativity I believe that time does not flow like a river where you move from one point of time into the next, and the "future becomes the present then becomes the past" in a linear fashion, and that you create a "timeline" like how you'd lay a red carpet. I see a much more elegant, yet somewhat confusing timeline where past, present and future only hold meaning to the beholder experiencing the event. For a time traveller, saying that he just travelled into the past isn't quite accurate: Past compared to his "previous" temporal location, but "currently", his "past" is the "present". And that even though the "future" is set, one can still "choose" which "future" he can choose due to the uncertainty principle.

In fact, I can go so far and basically violate the dictum that "one cannot travel back any further into the past than the first time machine" and actually justify it by offering a grandiose looping "time", where time, as a WHOLE, not just the universe, or the multiverse, but literally EVERYTHING, loops around itself. Which means that, if you wait patiently enough (an eternity in our mere human comprehension), you'll end up right back where you started in the this "present", which was the "past" that you reached waiting for the "future" So in fact, you can go back in time further back than when your time machine was built, because as far as the long-term, your "future" would lead to your past anyway I can actually explain the same thing about SPACE itself, basing on an unusual concept I read about regarding string theory,but in layman understanding, "the large is the small, and the small is the large".

(Considering storytelling, my central character finds herself in a dilemna: Why try and maintain order in space-time, and in different universes, when in the long-term it wouldn't make any difference, if the same thing will inevitably occur again, no matter the intervention?)

If only I have more accurate words to describe the relationships between the past, the present and the future that work in relativistic terms while being absolute in definition.

[/fiction]

Lowe, you have just canceled the Tylenol I just swallowed.



I do get what you're trying to say... That second paragraph, though, is pure (literally lol)

Well timeline-wise, this part takes place before the Zubaida Arc, so this'll be her first time having the AI's out with their own bodies. She's been a mother to her "children" before, but now with physical bodies that maternal instinct's gonna snowball, as seen in the Zubaida Arc

At least Glock knows that to expect when their children truly are human...

Before Zubaida, huh? I see.

And did Glock just get a hold of that glowing scrying ball? I wonder if he saw a similar scene...

Originally Posted by Dream_Traveller

I don't hold any animosity towards Nove, good sir- it's just I see her as one of the Numbers more susceptible to death. I highly doubt any of the Numbers will die in StrikerS, but Nove just seems to me like one of those characters who faces death in some senses. I like her, yes, but it's just my own attitude towards the whole situation.

Good point. She is indeed the most hotblooded one. And yeah, no Numbers will die in StrikerS apparently. Personally I dont want them to die, but still it is pretty anticlimatic...

[LoweGear]

Originally Posted by Erio

Lowe, you have just canceled the Tylenol I just swallowed.



I do get what you're trying to say... That second paragraph, though, is pure (literally lol)

Oh, it took a while for me to reach this stage where I can think of such things and not get a headache

Originally Posted by Erio

Before Zubaida, huh? I see.

And did Glock just get a hold of that glowing scrying ball? I wonder if he saw a similar scene...

You must not speak of that sacred objectyet!!!

()

If he ever did, he'd be a bit more embarrased with Kay then he is now

*continues scrying*

Originally Posted by Erio

Good point. She is indeed the most hotblooded one. And yeah, no Numbers will die in StrikerS apparently. Personally I dont want them to die, but still it is pretty anticlimatic...

But at least they become available for all the machinations we might plan for them... especially Cinque, Wendi, Nove and Sei

[Tk3997]

Originally Posted by LoweGear

Spoiler for Less Clutter:

[fiction]

It's probably because I do believe in the big bang being the origin of just ONE universe, and not a multiverse that I find this concept refreshing, but odd

That linear interpretation of Predetermination though is a bit harder to swallow for me. While we all talk about time in terms of "past" "present" and "future" in normal conversation, as an enthusiast of relativity I believe that time does not flow like a river where you move from one point of time into the next, and the "future becomes the present then becomes the past" in a linear fashion, and that you create a "timeline" like how you'd lay a red carpet. I see a much more elegant, yet somewhat confusing timeline where past, present and future only hold meaning to the beholder experiencing the event. For a time traveller, saying that he just travelled into the past isn't quite accurate: Past compared to his "previous" temporal location, but "currently", his "past" is the "present". And that even though the "future" is set, one can still "choose" which "future" he can choose due to the uncertainty principle.

In fact, I can go so far and basically violate the dictum that "one cannot travel back any further into the past than the first time machine" and actually justify it by offering a grandiose looping "time", where time, as a WHOLE, not just the universe, or the multiverse, but literally EVERYTHING, loops around itself. Which means that, if you wait patiently enough (an eternity in our mere human comprehension), you'll end up right back where you started in the this "present", which was the "past" that you reached waiting for the "future" So in fact, you can go back in time further back than when your time machine was built, because as far as the long-term, your "future" would lead to your past anyway I can actually explain the same thing about SPACE itself, basing on an unusual concept I read about regarding string theory,but in layman understanding, "the large is the small, and the small is the large".

(Considering storytelling, my central character finds herself in a dilemna: Why try and maintain order in space-time, and in different universes, when in the long-term it wouldn't make any difference, if the same thing will inevitably occur again, no matter the intervention?)

If only I have more accurate words to describe the relationships between the past, the present and the future that work in relativistic terms while being absolute in definition.

[/fiction]

Different strokes see me I just don’t like time travel and such as a plot element all that much, often comes off as either corny or as a “deux ex machine” for some problem. So for me past-present-future works fine since I don’t intend to be messing with space time in any serious way to begin with. All I’m interested in is explaining away the few instances of time travel that happen in various universes before my story begins and preventing it’s large scale use in the future. I’m really not interested in a “War that spans time” or anything.

I find some theoretical physics interesting (my sister is majoring in physics) and intriguing, but when writing I prefer the KISS principle. I really don’t want to have people diving for Wiki’s to try and figure out how the hell space time works in my universe. People get past-present-future, and it works in my setting so I’m not going to for any more grandiose then that.

Anyway I got to get to class (Substance Abuse tonight fun, fun) so I'll see you all later.

[Dream_Traveller]

@Tk: I haven't commented on your typing...since it's pretty massive, I'll keep it brief. Nevertheless, it is intriguing...and I see you're willing to apply Stargate principles to Nanoha, hm? Sounds intriguing...though I wonder how the Bureau will go about decimating hostile planets...Arc-en-Ciel rain? You're not particularly lenient towards the whole time travel aspect, however...

And, I decided to write up a short piece to continue Keroko's in a way.

Spoiler for Segment:

The masked man glanced at the transformed, winged girl before him with an air of curiosity.

"Neltharion, eh?", he said, somewhat bemusedly and tilting his head. "I get the feeling that name isn't really what you're called by..." A pause. "Nevertheless!"

A spear formed out of thin air in his right hand, jet-black in color. The girl ahead of him scoffed. "You're willing to face me?"

"Very much so", the man replied. "As long as it gets you out of my way."

An eerie red glow illuminated the spear, and V himself. It was of a blood-red tint, and a magic circle, Mid-Childan in nature, materialized under his feet, giving out an odd ethereal sound as it appeared. The masked character delved his free hand into his robes, and withdrew a knife, a foot long blade and gleamed dimly with a faint shade of red. V finished his preparations, and issued his ultimatum to the figure facing him.

"Now we shall find out who holds the higher conviction, won't we?"

Heh, shortest work I've ever written so far. Apologies, Keroko, if you had other plans...I just had to conjure up a continuation of that fine work of yours.

[Wibbles]

I just did a massive update on Katsuhito's profile. Tell me what you think!

[USB500]

Originally Posted by LoweGear

WANT

0

Originally Posted by LoweGear

[That's somewhat...

*notes down*

Interesting?

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Originally Posted by Keroko

And Marciano's made me go

Twelve sisters are always win. to bad it was such a short anime...

Of course Twelve sisters are always win!

Is that show good?

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Originally Posted by Keroko

So Knight Armor = Barrier Jacket and the field and barrier spell that comes with it?

Originally Posted by LoweGear

I think USB was just being thorough, canonically there is no functional difference between Knight Armor and Barrier Jackets. The only difference would be whether a Knight or a Mage uses it.

What he said.

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Originally Posted by Kha

Sou ka... Lamia and Signum have the same VA, ne? .

Yes. Too bad Lamia's loads are bigger than Signum's

*dodges Phantom Phoenix & Hiryuu Issen*

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Originally Posted by Dream_Traveller

@USB: Ah, I expected the Calendar Sisters to be as depicted. Good work, good sir, and I'm looking forward to seeing more info on those twelve- will a short snippet involving them be up any time soon? And will Marciano be referenced in any fashion?

And, as for that Hikki/Nove/Cinque/Nanoha scenario....

WANT.

1: well, I just outlined the Gale Sisters Saga's story, but can't reveal it here yet.

2: am working on it ASAP

Originally Posted by Dream_Traveller

Spoiler for Sir Monday:

Spoiler for Lord Wednesday:

Spoiler for Duchess Friday:

Spoiler for Count Sunday:

I recognize Sunday & Friday. But the other twos?

BTW, where's Thursday?

[Erio]

Originally Posted by USB500

I recognize Sunday & Friday. But the other twos?

BTW, where's Thursday?

Monday is a guy from Negima; Wednesday is Jin Kariya from Bleach.

Originally Posted by LoweGear

Oh, it took a while for me to reach this stage where I can think of such things and not get a headache

You're immune to must of the stuff I go about... As expected from ANIKI!!!!

You must not speak of that sacred objectyet!!!

()

If he ever did, he'd be a bit more embarrased with Kay then he is now

*continues scrying*

Forgive me, aniki.

And lol at that... I can already imagine it...

But at least they become available for all the machinations we might plan for them... especially Cinque, Wendi, Nove and Sei

Very true. Just need to see the end of StrikerS so I can make preparations for Prison Break.

[Tals]

Originally Posted by LoweGear

Yup, Entropy is quite the unusual looking device there (though now that I think about it... why is he called "Entropy" ? )

And an OC named "Guy"? That's like instant WIN points for name alone And with his personality and passion for magitech would make him him get along with with Aurion, Kha or Keroko

No age for him though?

Why "Entropy?" Well, aside from just being a cool name, I plan on abusing the aforementioned "lingering mental effects" of it's proto-Unison abilities to have a whole mess of wacky psychological hijinks, and the scientific term for chaos seems like a good name for a device that is infused with the remnants of countless other people's minds.

Glad you like his name, I've always felt like anytime someone is named Guy in an anime he's doomed to be a secondary character who supports the protagonist, and perhaps takes a bullet/sword for him. So I'm setting out to change that with a Guy who's a little less "self-sacrificing support character" a little more "maniacally overconfident protagonist."

And he has an age, I just plan on writing starting from the beginning, and if his profile started there it'd be sorta boring.
Device: None
Abilities: Worthless
Specialization: Doesn't like working
etc, would be a bit of a letdown don't you think. This way everyone can see what direction I plan on taking him, but still leave enough leeway to write in new stuff as it comes up.

Originally Posted by haiz123321

For the redirecting part, does this take alot of energy?

Well that bit came from an idea I had when they were discussing the different types of barriers(hey, a perfect excuse to go watch a bunch of Nanoha, it's for Research!) It seemed to me that every time someone used a barrier it was to block an incoming attack, so what would happen if you angled it slightly and instead tried to deflect it. Then I got to thinking, can't they shape barriers, why not use cone shaped ones to deflect beam attacks around yourself, or use them like mirrors to ricochet long range attacks back at an enemy. Seems they've got a lot of uses to me, some of them perhaps requiring a lot of extra energy, some just requiring a little basic geometry.

Originally Posted by Wibbles

I just did a massive update on Katsuhito's profile. Tell me what you think!

Where is it, I keep getting this feeling that theres an easier way to find this stuff that doesn't involve trekking through 400 pages of unrelated discussion just to find one character's profile.



As for all this discussion about multiverses and other such shenanigan's, I prefer to think of it as a bunch of smaller alternate universes that all follow the same temporal path, that way you don't get into any trouble with time travel paradoxes and dimensional paradoxes both running amok making everything impossible to understand. Though to get technical, I'm pretty sure time is constant throughout all universes, since it's for the most part arbitrary, the difference would be in the direction that it seems to flow. Ours goes from low entropy to high (egg is whole, egg is dropped on floor, egg is now shattered into a random assortment of pieces), but others could have no flow or one that goes in some other direction. But enough armchair physics, I'll leave those things to the professionals, they all probably like doing calculus, unlike me.

Moving on, I've got more of Entropy's abilities written up, and is it just me or is the hardest part coming up with names that don't sound goofy as hell.

Spoiler for Entropy: Abilities:

Abilities:
Limit Release 0
Grav Step - Using Entropy’s gravity manipulation functions, the mage is able to propel himself along all 3 axes. This ability is notably different from most magic based flight because of both its high speed, and relative lack of control. The mage must plan out his trajectory before moving, lest he end up miles off course from a small error in the calculations, because of this, Grav Step has only limited combat applications, mostly short bursts of movement in a straight line.

Matter Manipulation 0 - With all limits active, Entropy is able to propel objects through space by manipulating the forces acting on it. Limits must be released before it can deform or change an object’s state of matter.

Mass Guard - The mage simultaneously creates a barrier and a gravity anomaly in the same space. This compresses nearby matter into a dense physical shield that overlaps the magical barrier. The addition of a matter based defense greatly increases its resistance to projectile attacks and physical strikes.

Limit Release 1
Blade Manipulation: Sonic - When Entropy is in Assault Mode the mage changes the blades default properties so that they send out pulses of force. This creates shockwaves that travel through the air whenever the blade is swung.

Blade Manipulation: Adamantium - Matter around the blade is compressed into an extremely dense metal. This form is useful when facing AMF equipped enemies as magical power is only needed to create the blade, not to hold its form.

Mass Shot - The mage creates bullets from compressed matter and fires them. This ability confers a great deal of control over the bullets, allowing them to change course mid-flight.

Matter Manipulation 1 - When one limit is released Entropy is able to compress and shape matter.

Limit Release 2
Grav Buster - Inspired by Nanoha’s supremely powerful energy focusing attacks. The mage fires off a beam with a barrier formed over its contours. Inside which, is a constantly shifting gravitational field. Any objects caught inside will be torn apart by forces from all directions.

Matter Manipulation 2 - When 2 limits are released Entropy is able to cause a shift in an object’s state of matter. This is accomplished by either compressing or decompressing the area around an object until it changes state.

Entropic Needles - This ability requires the cartridge system to be active, as well as requiring specialized ammunition. The mage decompresses specially created, ultra dense needles until they enter a highly energetic plasma state. These are then fired at opponents from long range.

Limit Release 3
Anarchic Barrage - The mage rapidly compresses and decompresses the space in a wide circle. This creates a massive wall of air moving at extremely high speed. These are generally shot in rapid succession, hence the name “Barrage.”

And to tie it all off, I've gotten started on some actual writing, just to make sure I can still form coherent thoughts and write dialog. Here's hoping.

Spoiler for Introductions::

"Good evening", a soothing voice emanated from around him, "I hope I'm not interrupting anything, but I just had to talk to you."

"Who is it?", He peered into the endless night ahead of him, trying to discern where the voice was coming from, "It's not polite to speak when people can't see you"

"Ha ha, that's true, but I can't do any better than this, it's your mind afterall"

He stopped looking around, "Well even if that's the case, the least you could do is introduce yourself, I'm not in the habit of speaking to nameless, ethereal voices." It may have said this was his mind, but it sure didn't feel like it.

The voice piped up, "You're a funny one. My name's Entropy, the pleasure's all yours I'm sure.", The voice giggled, obviously pleased by its own wit, "So what's your name, that is sort of what I came all the way out here to find out."

"Me? I'm Guy, Guy Laine." Were dreams supposed to be able to ask you questions like that? He'd have to do a little research when he woke up. " It's good to meet you, I guess, is there something else you wanted, Entropy?"

"Oh nothing in particular, I just wanted to see who I'd be hanging out with next", the voice laughed to itself ,"Oh, and I'm not a dream, you'd better remember that."

"Hey how'd you-" Color flooded his vision, blinding him momentarily. He sat up straight and rubbed his eyes. "Wow, that was the wierdest dream I've had in ages", He looked over at the clock by his bed, he had one hour before he needed to catch his train. "Crazy voice made me late, guess I'll just have to skip breakfast." He tossed the covers aside and got out of bed. Outside, the streets buzzed with the sounds of city life; car horns, shouts from streetlevel, the sounds he was comfortable with. It helped him get his mind off the dream and the enigmatic woman who spoke to him. He didn't have time for that nonsense anyway, he had a train to catch and that was a much more pressing issue than any dream, it would just have to wait.

[Keroko]

Originally Posted by Tals

Where is it, I keep getting this feeling that theres an easier way to find this stuff that doesn't involve trekking through 400 pages of unrelated discussion just to find one character's profile.

There is.