Infinite Stratos Character Creation and Fanfiction Discussion

[blitz1/2]

@Zero: i sent u a PM.

[Eratas123]

Have the foldout armor be disabled For longer than one minute when it does the sphere blast. Make it at least 5-15 minutes so it's not just a minor inconvinience when it's disabled.

[ZeroXSEED]

Originally Posted by Eratas123

Have the foldout armor be disabled For longer than one minute when it does the sphere blast. Make it at least 5-15 minutes so it's not just a minor inconvinience when it's disabled.

I'll make it 5 minutes, Eratas and blitz, thank you.

[Eratas123]

Originally Posted by ZeroXSEED

I'll make it 5 minutes, Eratas and blitz, thank you.

No problem You and Box-kun helped me out earlier

[ZeroXSEED]

If Yachiyo was here, he/she would say 'OPed'

Spoiler for Cameo:

An unmanned Military grade I.S., I actually heard rumour about development of such thing was started in America, with the rest of the world followed shortly. An I.S. that truly dependant on Artificial Intelligence is rather strange, its way too advanced, at the very least five years above what the world has achieved…

Even now, the whole world had yet solved this problem, why human was needed in order to activate I.S. core. Even if it’s scientifically doubted, most I.S. engineers believed that it’s because I.S. can see human’s hearts and connect with it.
The belief is borderline supernatural, and made some physicist laughed. Those fools just don’t know the truth.

The truth of what actually Tabane and Schenberg wanted by creating the I.S. in the first place.

"The IS analysis is complete."

"Ah, so how is it?"

"Yes, it's--an unmanned drone."

"The core?"

"...It's not registered."

As a matter of safety, all those 467 core spread to 21 countries are identified by core numbers, because of that, one can easily identify any I.S. via their core registration number.

"Is that so? As expected…”

"Have you thought of something?"

"No, nothing. Nothing--yet."

This is just my guess, and I’m not the one to guess without at least some legitimate clues and proof, I’ll just leave it at that.

We left the underground facility, 50m located under the academy; this place is the most secured bunker in the world, unless certain crazy genius was bored or multi megaton-class fusion bomb successfully passed the line of defense, it’ll be safe.

*Tulalalala-tulalala*

It’s him, in a time like this?

“Orimura’s here”

“Good morning…or should I say, good Evening, Orimura-san”

“It’s evening here, Schenberg”

“From the tone of your speaking, you’re quite busy…so, I’m going straight to the matters”

He knew the deal; he’s really our childhood friend huh? I smirked.

“The factory had contacted me few hours ago, asked me if I have some idea to improve the white one…”

“How foolish they are…”

If anything, he’s the one that even TABANE of all people, could consider as rival. If Tabane is crazy and bored genius, then this person is sane and lazy genius, that’s how it is.

And since only other genius can understand what a genius think, the have such level of chemistry that they fell in love with each other…since they’re 10 years old.

I’m not making this up, really. Even now, Tabane still ‘registered’ as Tabane S. Shinonono. The S. in the middle is indeed, Schenberg. However, most people in the world, especially the younger ones, ESPECIALLY in Japan, never heard of him.

Add to the fact that feminist part of the government is fierce enough and able to conceal his very presence, because of such stupid things as pride. For them, Tabane is something in the line of a God.

Because Schenberg is too lazy to attend press conference, for that matter.

“They asked you if you have some idea for improvement. That’s really an understatement of atmospheric level” I repeated his line in a mocking tone, and he laughed in response.

“I knew, that in Japan my position is far overshadowed by her, even then…they specifically asked me, so I’m flattered no matter what”

As always, he’s been polite and charismatic, and to think that we’re talking using a cell phone…

“I plan to use Solar Furnace technology on ByakuShiki, using it as test bed platform”

Solar Furnace…

“Solar Furnace…that would be useful to counter ByakuShiki’s low power generation. Why do you ask me?”

”I though I’ll inform you this first, since your brother is the pilot”

“If the factory approved it, then it would be just fine. It's not the matter of my or Ichika's choice, it's up to the top brass' decision”

“Also, Yuki No Nanatou”

My eyes widened in surprise…Yuki-series of sword weren’t directly related to his research, why he should bother using it?

“…Yuki no Nanatou”

“ByakuShiki’s only weakness is that it has only one slot module, and that was occupied by Yukihira Nigata, and Hanger System is designed to compensate it”

It was the same, Koyuki was not stored in the slot bus…it was stored with Yukihira in combined form. The combined sword then stored in the slot bus and recognized by I.S. core as single unit.

If one can put it, Yukihira Nigata and Koyuki Ittoshiki was extracted form a single archive, [Yukihira Sanshiki].

Nanatou (Seven Sword) Module; as the name implies, is a weapon archiving system capable of storing seven swords in a single slot bus.

The downside is that the more weapons stored on a module, the harder and longer it would take to extract them. Because the archiving system became much more complex, and much more energy is needed to materialize them.

“But even with Solar Furnace, ByakuShiki would be too powerless to extract it quickly…and using 'Gemini' might put too much strain on its frame. That’s not including my stupid brother’s half-assed skill. At best, he can only do partial extraction, so seven swords might be too much”

“I’ll be patient, until the day he and ByakuShiki can be strong enough to wield Nanatou and Gemini at their full capabilities and beyond, I can goof around or rest”

“You always goof around and being lazy all the time” I chuckled in response.

“Well then, I wish you a good night, Chifuyu-san… anyway, do you have someone you like?”

“Why? You’re interested of having two wives?”

“I’m sorry if you think it that way; I just thought when you’ll invite me and Tabane-san to your marriage party-”

“-Iori-kun! I want to talk to Chi-chan too!”

“You can just contact her yourself, Tabane-san”

“Oh, are you having affair with her? An affair! Netorare! Mou!”

“Of course not, Tabane-san…”

“If-If you’re with other woman, I’ll sic a MOAB on you, Chi-chan is not an exception”

“Promise, there’s no affair or something like that, especially with Orimura-san”

Why are they having a quarrel during a phone conversation with their childhood friend is really beyond my understanding…geniuses are really-really weird.

“Ah…sorry for that, Orimura-san…there’s some…’family matters’ I shall work out”

“Aie~! Iori-kun no ecchi! Chi-chan, save me form the wolf-”

*Beep-beep-beep*

…I see that even she can feel jealous huh? Good thing Schenberg can keep her in check without losing his calmness.

Ah, Yoshio, if only you’re still here with us…

“Yoshio…”

Ah damn, forget him…forget him…forget him, I need a drink or two. I NEED A FREAKING DRINK! QUICK!

I rushed to the teacher’s lounge and approached Yamada’s desk.

*BLAM*

“Yamada-sensei”

Startled by my action, she shivered.

“Y-y-yes?”

“Let’s have a drink”

“HAA?!”

Thanks to MeisterBabylon for his irresponsible comment about Tabane creating VEDA by the time she's 10...

Now we knew what exactly Ichika will have in the future, then again, it's in the future, current Ichika wouldn't be able to access it even though it was there (in the slot bus) all along.

[Eratas123]

Whats VEDA anyway, I've been hearing about since a few days ago and I'm starting to wonder.

Fic update-4000 words and still in prologue. Think I should post it now?

[ZeroXSEED]

Originally Posted by Eratas123

Whats VEDA anyway, I've been hearing about since a few days ago and I'm starting to wonder.

Fic update-4000 words and still in prologue. Think I should post it now?

VEDA. Yes, Cracky cameo is crazy.

4000 words? Dunno, it's depend on your chapter standard, standard of Sacred twins is more than 6000 and less than 9000, the reason I cut part from chapter 7 to be added to chapter 8.

[Eratas123]

THAT'S VEDA! Tabane must've been smoking whatever MeisterBabylon is cause thats f**king crazy. Then again this is Tabane we're talking about.

Chapter standard is about 4000-6000 words per chapter.The reason I don't know if I should post it or not is I don't know how long the first conflict scenes are.

[ZeroXSEED]

Originally Posted by Eratas123

THAT'S VEDA! Tabane must've been smoking whatever MeisterBabylon is cause thats f**king crazy. Then again this is Tabane we're talking about.

Chapter standard is about 4000-6000 words per chapter.The reason I don't know if I should post it or not is I don't know how long the first conflict scenes are.

It's me who smokes the crack MeisterBabylon offered.

VEDA is lovechild of Tabane and Iori, Tabane then develop it further and creating the first I.S. Core while Iori designed White Knight, the first I.S. Frame

Yes, A. "Iori" Schenberg is based on this person, except mine is (slightly) more handsome and younger.

[Eratas123]

@ZeroXSEED- Think I should put the Chifuyu gets drunk and goes to Ichika's bed scene or leave it out?

[ZeroXSEED]

Originally Posted by Eratas123

@ZeroXSEED- Think I should put the Chifuyu gets drunk and goes to Ichika's bed scene or leave it out?

Leave it as it is, stirring some jelly all the way is good for lighthearted comedy, but you cannot overuse it since your fic is serious type.

[Eratas123]

I guess I can't have Infinite Stratos without "Ichika and the Jelly factory"

[wavehawk]

nyuu huu huu huu huu

In spite of the summer weather, the old factory felt cold. The men within wore grim looks, hinting at the violence they could unleash if asked. A day's rest was all they needed, not one of them was weary any longer from the long flight across the world.

The men silently checked their weaponry--all imported, as Japan restricted the import of firearms. Each weapon was chosen more for their appearance rather than their utility. The mission, if done right, would involve not a shot fired.

Cousseran smiled as he reviewed the floor plans on his notepad. The tiny digital assistant projected a skeleton image of IS Academy into the dark, dank air for the assembled team of men to see. The information was, to Roland's knowledge, accurate.
He'd already gone through the plan
repeatedly, drilled it into the silent heads of his 24 men. Speed, shock and awe were his allies in this operation.

Roland was no idiot. If any of the teachers or students managed to get hold of an IS, his men were done for. This plan all hinged on getting to Charlotte Dunois first, and basically getting her to come witht hem willingly.

She would never refuse, he smiled. The plot was audacious, but would work. In the period of time he waited for his men to fly in, three separate times he'd verified which dorm room his target would be. She was alone, as the revelation of her true gender caused her to be moved to a room separate to Orimura Ichika. In a few days, she would be paired with another roommate--a complication Roland did not want or need. Then, the time is now.

"Have you all reviewed the plan?"

"This is a lot of firepower for one little girl, sir." The stone-chiseled face of the team's leader spoke in the thick, blunt accent of the germans.

The scoffs and laughter from the others were clear and crisp.

"Erich, always a joker." Roland did not seem offended by the laughter in the least. "Don't forget that IS Academy has a large concentration of pilots for the IS system. The teachers are highly trained and proficient in IS combat tactics."

"IS combat tactics." The harsh voice of another, punctuated by a Russian accent. "Not close quarters urban combat."

"Correct, Mischa." Cousseran then regarded the russian security man. "We move into their weak spot. If we catch them with their panties down, be in there and out, there should be no problems."

"Any more questions?"

"Ayuh." The speaker had a slow country american accent, made all the more striking for his unkempt beard and Harley-Davidson tattoos. Clearly much older than the rest of the team, he had a self-satisfied smirk across his large face. "Can we take a couple of the other girls home?"

Laughter erupted.

A middle-eastern looking man then spoke up louder than the rest. "Only if you have extra space in your gun case, Bubba my friend!" Even more laughter.

"Go frag yourself, Malaak. I'll cut her arms and legs off. I don't want them to struggle much when I take them to bed." The man nicknamed Bubba drew out a wicked-looking bowie knife, and casually scratched his chin with it. "Damn this day and age. Women don't know their place anymore!"

The other team members nodded.

"One of the times I actually agree with our stateside friend," said another with a british cockney accent. "Reason for my bloody divorce, it was."

"Screw divorce, Neville!" A spanish man in the far end, youngest of the group. "It's everywhere. Everything. All of a sudden we men don't get no respect anymore. I say: Screw the IS. Screw the Academy. Let's just take whatever we want in that place and go!"

"Bubba. Malaak. Fernando. No." Cousseran shook his head. "If we take anyone other than our target, every nation in the world will hunt us down all the way back to France. "

"Yes sir," chastised, Malaak apologised profusely. "We were just speaking our mind."

Bubba simply crossed his arms and spat.

"Yah. I get it. I get it." Fernando sat down in the back. He made a small sneezing noise, then remained silent.

The team was silent. Not in shock, but the truth that they were all thinking this same thought. They were old-school men, who prided themselves on being men in professions of violence. In olden times, they would be feared, valued, respected. In times even older than that, they could live like kings.

It was the Infinite Stratos exoskeleton, and only the existence of it, that made them a dying breed. Ever since the introduction of the women-only IS, their status had been reduced. A young woman in an armored suit could do what took whole armies to accomplish. There simply was little need for male brute force and muscle.

None of them took this well.

Certainly, IS pilots were highly trained and physically adept. But without the IS itself, most of the pilots couldn't hold a candle to Roland's mercenaries in sheer strength and combat proficiency. All that strength, prowess, and firepower was solely due to the IS technology.

Men still made up th bulk of armies, but it was the women who led, and fought. All other things being fair, the men were still better than women in combat. If not for the existence of IS.

The mission was all business, but the act of invading such a stronghold was personal.

"We stick with our plan. This is far too risky an operation for us to take it casually like Bosnia and Somalia." Cousseran fixed a glare at his men. "At the very least, take pride in knowing: you invaded IS Academy and left scot-free. That should something worth bragging about."

"It'll do for now," Neville the english shrugged.

"Good." Roland folded his laptop closed. "Are we ready to move?"

All twenty-three men nodded in unison.

Wait. Cousseran frowned. Twenty-three?

"Where'd Fernando go off to?"

<--------------->

<Ren> quietly shut the lid on the large oil drum. In almost every group, there would be a straggler. One so far from the main team that he was easily dealt with without the rest of that group being alerted. Usually less disciplined and alert than the rest. The hotheaded spanish man had been her first target, and <Ren> had no trouble knocking him unconscious and dragging the body away.

A voice from inside the building seemed to call the missing man's name. <Ren> smiled. They were at least more alert than most opponents she had faced. A challenge, for once.

Doing the math in her head, <Ren> figured he would have to cut the numbers down a bit before confronting them openly. IF she whittled them down to six, there would be no trouble.

Melting away from the drum, she snuck back inside. A girl with a slim body had no trouble moving through gaps that grown men would not imagine passing. There was a mild tinkle of metal on metal as the jacket brushed againt the edges of the wall, but <Ren> was unconcerned. The noise of all the security men stomping about easily masked the sounds of her passing.

Though it would have been easier had she not been wearing he jacket, her chosen clothing had more merits than faults. One of them being the main reason she wore jackets.

Lots of comfortable places to carry blades in.

<--------------->

Their guns were drawn, fully-customized assault rifles and submachineguns in hand.

Pistol in hand, Cousseran stood in the centre of a wall made up of his best men. Fernando's gear and weapons were untouched where he sat down, but the outspoken spaniard was nowhere to be found.

It couldn't be that woman, could it? Roland grit his teeth in denial. And yet his spine tensed, hairs on the back of his neck standing on end in white-hot fear. Yet it could not be the police--Japanese cops were ridiculously unarmed and sticklers for procedure. There was no way the local or even national police could simply creep up on them unnoticed. Still, it can't possibly be.

For three agonizing minutes, the only movement and sound was of the troops warily looking for targets.

"Maybe it was nothing?" Mischa was the first to speak.

"Maybe Fernando's just being quiet?" Malaak responded.

"Really. Fernando and quiet?" Bubba responded. "Heads on a swivel."

---CLINK

Every weapon swiveled to aim at the sound, but did not fire.

[Eratas123]

Another great chapter for the Ren-Chan Chronicles.
Hope this finishes soon so I can find out why she's not a badass normal

[wavehawk]

Badass = Yes.

Normal? Questionable.

[Eratas123]

Originally Posted by wavehawk

Badass = Yes.

Normal? Questionable.

What I meant by normal is a person who only fight's using skills, intelligence or some gadgets and still able to be a badass. The IS pilots are badass abnormal's since they're suits are capable of flight, firing lasers, and having an energy shield which no normal human is capable of doing while a person who is proficient with knives and/or trained hard to get their skills are badass normals since their capabilities are things normal human beings are capable of doing under the right circumstances.

[HasuMasu]

Tsk tsk, not a troper, eh wavehawk?

[wavehawk]

Let me finish the part. I'm just not sure <Ren>'s lineage could ever be remotely considered as 'normal'...

[Eratas123]

Originally Posted by wavehawk

Let me finish the part. I'm just not sure <Ren>'s lineage could ever be remotely considered as 'normal'...

As long as she's not half-demon or her blood has special powers then she's still considered a badass normal. Did she get her knife proficiency through hard training or is she just naturally good at it for some reason? If its the former then she's a normal and if its the latter then she's abnormal. The way they act is irrelevant since the batman is considered a normal and he acts like anything but.

[MeisterBabylon]

Originally Posted by ZeroXSEED

If Yachiyo was here, he/she would say 'OPed'

Spoiler for Cameo:

An unmanned Military grade I.S., I actually heard rumour about development of such thing was started in America, with the rest of the world followed shortly. An I.S. that truly dependant on Artificial Intelligence is rather strange, its way too advanced, at the very least five years above what the world has achieved…

Even now, the whole world had yet solved this problem, why human was needed in order to activate I.S. core. Even if it’s scientifically doubted, most I.S. engineers believed that it’s because I.S. can see human’s hearts and connect with it.
The belief is borderline supernatural, and made some physicist laughed. Those fools just don’t know the truth.

The truth of what actually Tabane and Schenberg wanted by creating the I.S. in the first place.

"The IS analysis is complete."

"Ah, so how is it?"

"Yes, it's--an unmanned drone."

"The core?"

"...It's not registered."

As a matter of safety, all those 467 core spread to 21 countries are identified by core numbers, because of that, one can easily identify any I.S. via their core registration number.

"Is that so? As expected…”

"Have you thought of something?"

"No, nothing. Nothing--yet."

This is just my guess, and I’m not the one to guess without at least some legitimate clues and proof, I’ll just leave it at that.

We left the underground facility, 50m located under the academy; this place is the most secured bunker in the world, unless certain crazy genius was bored or multi megaton-class fusion bomb successfully passed the line of defense, it’ll be safe.

*Tulalalala-tulalala*

It’s him, in a time like this?

“Orimura’s here”

“Good morning…or should I say, good Evening, Orimura-san”

“It’s evening here, Schenberg”

“From the tone of your speaking, you’re quite busy…so, I’m going straight to the matters”

He knew the deal; he’s really our childhood friend huh? I smirked.

“The factory had contacted me few hours ago, asked me if I have some idea to improve the white one…”

“How foolish they are…”

If anything, he’s the one that even TABANE of all people, could consider as rival. If Tabane is crazy and bored genius, then this person is sane and lazy genius, that’s how it is.

And since only other genius can understand what a genius think, the have such level of chemistry that they fell in love with each other…since they’re 10 years old.

I’m not making this up, really. Even now, Tabane still ‘registered’ as Tabane S. Shinonono. The S. in the middle is indeed, Schenberg. However, most people in the world, especially the younger ones, ESPECIALLY in Japan, never heard of him.

Add to the fact that feminist part of the government is fierce enough and able to conceal his very presence, because of such stupid things as pride. For them, Tabane is something in the line of a God.

Because Schenberg is too lazy to attend press conference, for that matter.

“They asked you if you have some idea for improvement. That’s really an understatement of atmospheric level” I repeated his line in a mocking tone, and he laughed in response.

“I knew, that in Japan my position is far overshadowed by her, even then…they specifically asked me, so I’m flattered no matter what”

As always, he’s been polite and charismatic, and to think that we’re talking using a cell phone…

“I plan to use Solar Furnace technology on ByakuShiki, using it as test bed platform”

Solar Furnace…

“Solar Furnace…that would be useful to counter ByakuShiki’s low power generation. Why do you ask me?”

”I though I’ll inform you this first, since your brother is the pilot”

“If the factory approved it, then it would be just fine. It's not the matter of my or Ichika's choice, it's up to the top brass' decision”

“Also, Yuki No Nanatou”

My eyes widened in surprise…Yuki-series of sword weren’t directly related to his research, why he should bother using it?

“…Yuki no Nanatou”

“ByakuShiki’s only weakness is that it has only one slot module, and that was occupied by Yukihira Nigata, and Hanger System is designed to compensate it”

It was the same, Koyuki was not stored in the slot bus…it was stored with Yukihira in combined form. The combined sword then stored in the slot bus and recognized by I.S. core as single unit.

If one can put it, Yukihira Nigata and Koyuki Ittoshiki was extracted form a single archive, [Yukihira Sanshiki].

Nanatou (Seven Sword) Module; as the name implies, is a weapon archiving system capable of storing seven swords in a single slot bus.

The downside is that the more weapons stored on a module, the harder and longer it would take to extract them. Because the archiving system became much more complex, and much more energy is needed to materialize them.

“But even with Solar Furnace, ByakuShiki would be too powerless to extract it quickly…and using 'Gemini' might put too much strain on its frame. That’s not including my stupid brother’s half-assed skill. At best, he can only do partial extraction, so seven swords might be too much”

“I’ll be patient, until the day he and ByakuShiki can be strong enough to wield Nanatou and Gemini at their full capabilities and beyond, I can goof around or rest”

“You always goof around and being lazy all the time” I chuckled in response.

“Well then, I wish you a good night, Chifuyu-san… anyway, do you have someone you like?”

“Why? You’re interested of having two wives?”

“I’m sorry if you think it that way; I just thought when you’ll invite me and Tabane-san to your marriage party-”

“-Iori-kun! I want to talk to Chi-chan too!”

“You can just contact her yourself, Tabane-san”

“Oh, are you having affair with her? An affair! Netorare! Mou!”

“Of course not, Tabane-san…”

“If-If you’re with other woman, I’ll sic a MOAB on you, Chi-chan is not an exception”

“Promise, there’s no affair or something like that, especially with Orimura-san”

Why are they having a quarrel during a phone conversation with their childhood friend is really beyond my understanding…geniuses are really-really weird.

“Ah…sorry for that, Orimura-san…there’s some…’family matters’ I shall work out”

“Aie~! Iori-kun no ecchi! Chi-chan, save me form the wolf-”

*Beep-beep-beep*

…I see that even she can feel jealous huh? Good thing Schenberg can keep her in check without losing his calmness.

Ah, Yoshio, if only you’re still here with us…

“Yoshio…”

Ah damn, forget him…forget him…forget him, I need a drink or two. I NEED A FREAKING DRINK! QUICK!

I rushed to the teacher’s lounge and approached Yamada’s desk.

*BLAM*

“Yamada-sensei”

Startled by my action, she shivered.

“Y-y-yes?”

“Let’s have a drink”

“HAA?!”

Thanks to MeisterBabylon for his irresponsible comment about Tabane creating VEDA by the time she's 10...

Now we knew what exactly Ichika will have in the future, then again, it's in the future, current Ichika wouldn't be able to access it even though it was there (in the slot bus) all along.

...osananananananajimi...what?!

But it works--

*static*

[You Know Too Much.]




In other news, I've figured out how everything fits together. Though it demands that I go rework Karon's character. She's now 100% crazy gungho genki without yan, instead of the hidden yan as originally stated.