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So...what's everyone going to be up from here on out?

I ask, because Eibon and I have a bit of work lined up for the Hadou Princess-Demonbane's gone, but since Innsmouth and Arkham are still here, evil gods and mad sorcerers are going to be a problem going forward. It's not going to be easy work, and there's going to be some horrible, insane stuff, but...I think it's safe to that after fighting Therion and Primeval Force and the Anticross, you're all more than capable of doing it. That, and It'd be nice to have some old friends along. Gonna see if I can't get the TSAB to help out some too, they could use Miskatonic's expertise and Miskatonic could use their resources...

[He smiles.]

But hey, that's just the boring stuff. We did good today.



Indeed. I am pleased to have been acquainted with the crew of the White Chalice. And...should you wish to tell me the story of your life, that it may be recorded forever in my memory, I shall be glad to listen. You are noteworthy people. [It's said with her usual deadpan, but yes, she did just compliment everyone-without qualifiers, even!]


2. [Locked to ???]
Later on, Roads is at a bar-the white chalice's is gone now-celebrating with a drink.
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[The world has been saved, hopefully for the last time in a long time. The celebrations - and the mourning - have started, and in a lot of places are still continuing. But the victory isn't the only thing to celebrate - and with a lot of help, and a lot of favours, Laura and Lily have extended an invitation to the Chalice crew, past and present, to join them. If you were nearby, chances are the invitation was hand-delivered by a dutiful Servbot.]

1. The setup
[With the looming deadline of the closing portals, things move quickly! Invitations are sent, travel is arranged, a venue is prepared. What had been the White Chalice's Arboretum - now an open-air grove in what's set to become a lush forest - is the site of the ceremony itself, while the celebrations afterwards will take place in Gucun. There's a lot to be done to make ready. Are you helping, or seeking out one of the brides beforehand?]

2. The ceremony
[It's only fitting that Captain Smith should officiate. He's waiting at an arch set up by the flowerbeds of the Arboretum, where the happy couple met, where Laura's tended her memorial to her friends from before the Chalice and to those who've passed on since. Between the Kwan daughters, Epimetheus, and a brace of Servbots you shouldn't have any trouble finding your seat, even if Xue Yi is a little preoccupied ensuring Prometheus behaves. There's some time before the wedding party arrive, to talk amongst yourselves - or with some of the other guests present, who include Laura's overwhelmed-looking parents!]

3. The reception
[Of course, the real point of a wedding is the party afterwards! There's food, drink, and music - Miki pulled some strings, and Pit's showing how Skyworld does catering. After the recent battle, perhaps this is a chance to see some long-absent faces in more peaceful circumstances, or to say goodbye. Or are you just here for the embarrassing speeches?]

[This is a joint mingle post, open to dropped and retired characters as well! For all prompts, please specify whether it's Laura/Lily you want to talk reply, or others!]

The Firm

Feb. 18th, 2014 09:09 pm
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1. *In the middle of the hustle-bustle of White Chalice's abrupt remodelling, suddenly a huge airship approaches and docks. But rather than a warship, it's a construction ship, bristling with cranes and mechanical arms.

As the ship closes in, Herb looks VERY panicked. He throws random things from his room to his bindle, before tying it up.*



Oh crap. The Firm. It finally caught on my location! If anyone's asking, I'm not here! I'm...  eaten by the primeval force!


2. From the ship, a swarm of grim-looking men in black suits and sunglasses descends.

The leader of the grim-looking gang is a young man in business suit and ponytail. He walks forward and opens his sunglasses and grins.*



"So this is White Chalice..." He politely greets you. "Excuse me sir/madam. Can you kindly direct me to Mr. Herbert Montgomery?"


3*. ...and the ship's cargo door opens. From it descends a horde of workers and construction robots bringing supplies, ammunitions, and whatnot. The ponytailed young man points with his hand and yell.*

"Spare nothing! Supply every mechs and ships you can see here. And after that, help with the reconstruction of White Chalice. Use every available workers and mechs we have! Show the pride of Montgomery Construction!"

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[The battle for Gucun didn't end too long ago, and White Chalice is already being refitted for its last desperate mission. There's only one small problem though... well, except for the whole "a giant avatar of a force of nature will destroy us all" thing. The problem being - where will you go if Captain Smith is kicking everyone off the Chalice?

How about taking advantage of an invitation?]

Come. The State of Gucun is your ally, and that will not change. More importantly - I am your friend, and will be so forever. The Chairman General's... no. My and Cheng's home is your own.

Rest. Recuperate. Regain your strength. You are going to need it.

We are launching a counterstrike. No matter what, I assure you: humanity will prevail.
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 [Whatever happened on the other side of the gate, a few things are known. Roads was injured; he's got orders to take it easy for a while and quite a few stitches in his side, along with a truly impressive medication regime.  The Zweilicht was lost, replaced now with a massive blue Deus Machina. And...Kurou and Al did not return.]

I can't believe I'm seriously considering doing this...

[He's in front of that memorial wall, sitting down. He takes out a bottle of pills and downs one, rubbing his temples.]

Stupid headache...urgh, I should have brought a heavier suit...
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(Locked to Roads)

*Suddenly out of nowhere, no matter what you're doing, you're ambushed by a certain young girl.*

Mr. Roads, you're late!
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[1]

[Needless to say, Kurou is kind of kicking himself right now after what happened. Thanks to his 'kindness' Master Therion was able to come back to life and summon Yog-Sothoth. On top of all of that, someone he cared about was now dead. Yeah, he's kind of having a bad day.

He sits on the deck of the Chalice just firing round after round from both of his pistols rather absent-mindedly.]

Why did you even give me these Ennea?

[2 A bit later]



[Al appears on the comm, looking a bit better than Eibon was doing. She still looks pretty worried though.]

I know it's pointless to say anything about how tough this will be. I've seen for myself what you all can do; however, that is not my main concern.




If you do not know yet, Yog-Sothoth is connected to all points in time and space. Which means it will be impossible for us to know where it will lead us one we enter the gate. Once we pass through it we will travel throughout the entirety of every universe that exists.

[Al pauses for a moment.]

We will likely never be able to return to this universe.


[3 After Al's Announcement]



[After hearing the announcement Kurou only has one thing to say.]

...Just leave dealing with Master Therion to me.
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[Dated sometime after the TTGL finale]

1. Simon and Rossiu's world is fascinating! To think that technology evolved around faces and drills...and that there are humans with animal characteristics, Tesla would have a field day with them...And to think that Simon's the President of Earth! I had no idea...


2. [The following is a shipwide transmission to all those "scientifically gifted" on the ship. I'll leave it up to you to decide if that applies to your character or not, but keep in mind that this is Yuu. He views Tesla and West as "gifted", just as much as actual smart, sciency people. Dan himself will also get it, as his resources are needed.]

Something that the Anti-Spiral said during the battle...about the potential of Spiral Energy synergizing with other energy sources. It's been bugging me. Something in my gut tells me that this is somehow related to Primeval Force...so I propose a series of tests, in the name of SCIENCE! I humbly request a proper list of all the unique and foreign energy sources that we've seen so far, such as Getter Rays, Photonic Power, Plasma-X, GN Particles, etc. There's got to be some kind of common resonance between them, and Spiral Power is likely the key to figuring it out...I just know it!
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[1]

[Cora remains in her armor - seated upon a pile of boxes with both fists pressed against the front of her helmet. Dice was still laid up in the infirmary and had lost a lot of blood but he'd recover. Dagger was making a report to Ulysses about the whole situation in Cora's stead and Scythe was holed up somewhere. Probably beating herself up about not being able to keep from being locked down by Isaac.]

...Just what the hell happened....Mongrel... Oxide... Appletree...

[The Sinclair family sword laid close by, still stained thoroughly from Last Stage's blood. Cora herself had more than a few injuries. Yet she still hadn't relinquished her armor for repairs nor attended to her own wounds.]

And now those bastards are on Mars.... goddamnit... what am I even doing...

[But at least the populace remained unharmed... god only knows what could have happened and-]



Mum!

Lucas-?

[She was startled, didn't they drop everyone off just before the mission once they were sure it was safe? She didn't really have much time to think as there was a light clunk against her armor as her son hugged her tightly.]

Mum, they just said you got back and I saw one of your friends get pulled away on one of those hospital cart things and I tried looking for you there but they didn't say you were there and I tried to find you all over the place and-

[Lucas was just belting out the words in a frantic manner, getting exceedingly more out of breath, Cora's helmet pulled open and she gave her son a comforting smile.]

Lucas... Lucas... calm down... breath... its okay. I'm alright... I just got scratched a few times... its not so bad.

But Mum, you're bleeding! You got holes in your fancy space suit thing... We need to find the ships nurse!

[Everyone will be treated to the sight of a young boy barely in his teens trying his damndest to tug a grown woman in power armor off her seat to find someone to help with her wounds. Cora doesn't even look embarrassed at all.]

[2]



[Cora's bandaged up after finally relenting to Lucas' frantic attempts to get her into the infirmary and downright exhausting himself with his futile tugs. Now out of her armor, she and her son were relaxing in front of a TV, watching some old television show from what you could tell and enjoying some sandwiches. Peanut butter and Jam from the looks of it, there was an entire plate full of them off to the side too. Despite the horrific stress and losses taken during the mission, Cora seemed surprisingly at peace - and Lucas just looked quite happy to be by his mother's side.]

Hey... do you want to join us? I think after the day we all had, you could use the rest too.

[She motions lightly with her mechanical arm to the empty space next to her.]

[3a] [Locked to Roads]

[After a while Cora  found someone to look after Lucas for a while. For her own reasons she was going to look for someone on the ship to talk to.]

Roads?... Could you spare a while for me?

[3b] [Babysitting] [Anyone who isn't Cynthia.]

[Whoever you are, you've been tasked by Cora to look after her son while she handles some private business. He's been pretty energetic and was asking you questions non-stop and often looking around wherever you're with him with much excitement. Hm... maybe he had too many of those sandwiches.]

[4] [The Squad]

[Dice, Dagger, Scythe. Along with Cora they're all that's left of the team. Dagger remained silent as he looked over the post battle report he was going to send to HQ, Scythe was cradling her gun... and Dice?]

Mongrel... that idiot... I can't believe it... he just... why did he.... god... what are we gonna tell his mother? I heard she was just starting to get lucid again!

[Dice was agonizing over the loss of his friend. He may have been an jerk, but Mongrel was their jerk.]

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[Right after the mission and the craziness with the dimensional diver.... there's just one question on Lynn's mind.]

Just... how much of a difference is there between proper science and... "SCI-ENCE"?

[Yeah, that word comes out awkwardly.]

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[The morning after Texotic's death, Werter is sitting in some dark corner, looking absolutely like shit. It's been obvious that he hasn't slept at all during the night. And there's something in his hand - the silver bracelet he bought for Texotic, not so long ago.]

...They were the most innocent adults I knew. Both of them.

Farewell

Jan. 4th, 2014 02:26 am
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[1]
Everyone... I remember everything. It's over. We've won.

[Post-mission, Pilhua is destroyed. But so is the Over Being Father. And now there is a blue-ish aura around Texotic. Like a flame, tiny and barely visible at first but growing in time.]

There is something you need to know.
During their "games", Over Being met resistance. Rarely did their play go as smoothly as they hoped for. Their supposed prey fought - fought hard, tooth and nail. As we did just now.
The universe is full of humanity's brethren. Of heroes.

The threat of Over Being is over. What Teootl said is true. Just as Conetzin and Pilhua are creations of Over Being and cannot exist without them, so can Over Being not exist without Teootl.

This includes me. In a few hours, I too will be... gone...

Please do not cry for me. I...

[And she almost did it. Almost said it with composure and a calm face.

But no. Tears start to well in Texotic's eyes as she cries out.]

I will miss you all so much! I... I really wanted to stay with you for longer!

[2]
The inevitable )
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1. [The mission ended on a bittersweet note. And afterwards, you might run into a certain white-clad mage - now decked out in heavy looking gear - as she touches down on the deck. There's a serious look on her face.]

I'm sorry; inter-dimensional space has been rough lately, but I hurried back here as soon as I could.

I'm glad that everyone seems to be holding up since the last time we met, and while we're at it...I do have some good news to share...

---


2. [A while later in the hangar, Nanoha is holding a small holographic clipboard as she inspects the equipment she used in the mission: The Fortress and Strike Cannon. The individual parts are floating - occupying one of the mecha stations, and Raising Heart in its standby form is hovering just above her left shoulder.

If some of you couldn't tell already, this stuff is new even to Nanoha. That's also why she's inspecting it: to make sure it won't do anything she doesn't want it to. Her first impression?]

Mm...maybe they would have overdone it if they'd kept at this...

[And those are not words she just throws around. If you're curious, now's a good time to ask.]
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[1] [Open To All]

A Mother's Cry )

[2] [Long after the above prompt.]


A desperate request )

[3] [The Craziest Plan - Preparations]

OKAY. WHAT. )

[4] [The Craziest Plan In Action]


HOW IS THIS GOING TO EVEN WORK )


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[The other person on the ship that just arrived on White Chalice? Yup, it's Lily.]

Is this on...? Right! Hello again, everyone. I bring good news! The increase in Chaos activity back at Cosmic Ark was stopped, and the council decided it's time to aid Earth! In a few months, our warriors and scientists should arrive, to help you fight both normal enemies and environmental problems. I'm sure they will help find a cure for the Ruin, among other things.

In the meantime, my mission is to survey the current situation. We know very little about Kairos Aspida, after all, especially their stance towards non-human sentient life. I hope they didn't give you too much trouble in the meantime...

It's good to be back. I keep going away from White Chalice and returning, and every time, I feel the same way.
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[1]

[During the middle of the day Kurou suddenly appears on the comms looking extremely worried.]

Alright you guys, we might have a small problem. Al's bed disappeared and it might be walking around the ship. She's kicking me out of our room until I find it so I need some help.

[Wait what?]

[2]

[Completely unrelated to Kurou's problems, there seems to be a strange creature wandering the the Chalice. It's pretty small and looks like a completely normal orange slime. It approaches anything that looks remotely interesting and beings to prod it with a tentacle.]



Tekeli-Li?
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[Cora and what remained of her team were on the deck of the Chalice - it was to be noted that they put up caution signs everywhere.]

Alright boys! PULL!

[What was going on would you ask? Weapons testing. The how? Hurling things at Cora... to which.]

RAAAAAAAAH!

[The new equipment on one of the Dullahan's forearms would unfold a set of boosters, prepare what is more or less a piledriver and smash the object thrown at to a considerable distance. There was a sharp whistle from Dice as he watched a large chunk of more or less useless large chunk of scrap metal bounce a few times across the deck before Dagger moved over to where it stopped and marked it down.]

Heh... this ought to give those Exvoritam Filios bastards a nasty surprise.

[Along the way one could see: a double thick brick wall with sheet metal plating (or more appropriately a picture of one, and the actual remains after testing), The aforementioned scrap metal (Actually upon closer inspection and checking the hangar it was pulled off the Super West Type 28 Destroyer Robot. Despite not being used, West was crying about the fact some unknown fiend had violated it. As always he blames Kurou), What looked to be a car - it seemed to be a mostly extinguished fiery wreck (brought over in the same shipment as the weapon being tested, Ulysses said it was a donation and denies any involvement of Lord Athelstane's most favored automobile going missing and it was merely a coincidence that they look the same and have the same license plate) and lastly, a thoroughly devastated game console and all accessories (Closer observation reveals that it looks like something pierced through it before the massive impact sent it careening across the deck and into several pieces.)]

[Comment on this? Want to give it a try? Or for the more suicidal... try to spar against Cora as she has her new weapon?]

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[After the last mission, Tobia is covered in soot - when the fighting was over, he helped the locals that didn't evacuate (or die) contain the fire. And he's in a pretty bad mood.]

Why did the corporations think reactivating Nineball is a good idea? Why did Zinovie think the best way to destroy it is to set fire to the city? And was Nineball a thinking creature or just a very complex machine?

Either way, they're a bunch of assholes! No wonder they keep resolving everything by shooting at each other - because they're such jerks they can't stand each other!
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[Late at night, Werter watches the stars in the clear sky. He actually has a real telescope now! Prometheus, on the other hand, only has binoculars, but doesn't seem to mind.]

As I suspected, no signs of the seal of despair remain. Just normal, serene sky, if the Auryn star and the ring of Rinne flowers count as normal.

Doctor Bian... Thank you. You won't be forgotten.
sexygodofscienceandwar: (Lookin' good baby)
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1. [Oh look, there's an announcement from Roads.]

Heya! It's approaching the...fourth, fifth thursday in november, and we're not all dead, so I figure we should have a small little thanksgiving party! Small being the operative word-we still gotta keep all the state of the art death machines running-but a bit of a larger meal than normal would be nice. There's plenty to be thankful for, after all!

Anyways, I call making the mashed potatoes. Eibon said she'd make...something weird and ancient, I'm sure.


2. [Much later, the actual party comes! Roads has indeed made mashed potatoes, with the help of some industrial equipment-the end result is a pile of warm pulverized potatoes larger than some people. It's meant for everyone on the ship, but still...

Eibon, for her part, has made some sort of stew and a thick, brown drink. Dare ye try the cooking of the ancients??]

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[1]

[Cora and the others came back... but their return was not a happy one. A member of the team was going back to Britannia... and not in the way one would hope. The transport to take the remains of Joanne Royston - 'Sleuth' - the Dullahan Team's scout to be interred in Britannian soil - with her biological parents. Its funny... the Roystons' terrible parenting ended up pushing Joanne into a life like the one her real parents led... then...]

You really deserved better than this.

[Cora shook her head, her hand pressed to the top of the coffin that had the flag of the motherland draped over it as the machinery in her replacement whined as it formed a fist. She let out a held breath.]

Brett's taken it pretty hard believe it or not... guess you rated higher than Mal in his eyes. Lewis's being himself - tinkering with his bombs for the next run... he's probably going to get your name written on it somewhere - give you a chance to bring more of those Filios berks down.... Eliott is trying to play it off - He'd lose even more with the crap poker face he has now, George's filling in for me in getting the reports through... and Isaac's just moping. Annette doesn't know just yet... but... it probably won't be pretty...

[Codenames, it felt a little bad to wear those 'masks' in front of a dead person.]

Never figured it'd be you next... maybe you were a little quick to run ahead, but you always managed to luck out... I guess maybe... our luck's running dry then huh? I'm probably just talking out of my ass here... heh... just rest easy Jo... Mama Bear's going to take care of the rest. Keep a chair warm for me at the bar up there alright?

[Cora slowly turns to look at you.]

Hey...

[2] [Arrival of the Britannian Transport]

OH SNAP! COMMANDER ON DECK! )

[2a] [Some time during the meeting with Ulysses] [Keep it to a single set of tags.]

Why weren't warning signs left on them?! )

sexygodofscienceandwar: (ONORE)
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Alright, you moldy old tome! It's on!



If you really want to lose that badly, so be it.


[Roads and Eibon sit across a small table from each other, dozens and dozens of shots of vodka prepared for the two of them.]

Come on! I've got, like, three times the body mass you do, and a liver that's seen hell itself!

That may be. But I've been drinking alcohol almost as long as there's been alcohol.

Bullshit! You're like, five thousand years too young! Let's go!

[The game starts! Do you referee? Spectate? Offer thrilling sideline commentary? Clean up the mess afterwards? Regardless, this is going to be a sight to behold, with a rough and tumble man going up against an inhuman.]
sexygodofscienceandwar: (uhhh)
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[Mail time! And Roads has a very special letter-from Ruri Hadou herself! And when the Hadous send you a letter, not opening it tends to end with your kidneys in an ice chest somewhere, so Roads is gonna tear it up right away, the beautifully embossed envelope ravaged quite throughly.]

Hm, so let's see...'Mr. Blackwell, amongst my grandfather's estate, this item was found, along with specific instructions to deliver it to you upon this date, and the following message...'

[Roads holds up the item in question, an ornate golden key, while he reads the note aloud.]

'I hope you enjoyed your vacation, but now the tutorial level's over.'

[His eyes fall on the book that Kouzou left him.]

...That...wait...

[Eyes narrow.]

Son of a...

2. [Later, and places totally not related to tag #1, a weird girl can be found wandering the ship. Anachronistic clothes, a collar with a heavy padlock-If this sort of thing didn't happen all the time over here she'd deserve some serious scrutiny.]



...What a boring building.

[Tag 1 is mostly talking about the key, but the second is for meeting Eibon.]
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 [It's been a good day. Nicolai's defeated, Gucun is back to the Kwan's control, and it turns out Han Zhi was a bigger dick than anyone thought. The vampire army was beaten back from  the city of Xiaofang Shou with minimal civilian casualties thanks to the team up of the White Chalice forces and the local guard. Turns out even when you're wanted as foreign terrorists, monsters from the pits of hell still take precedence.

RIght now, there's a small celebration for pilots at a base on the outskirts of the city. There's rubble to be cleared, salvage to reclaim, all the dirty work of cleaning up after a battle-but hey, we just killed an evil god. So people on break from cleanup duty are hanging about, enjoying shared food, splitting small amounts of coffee and tea, so on and so forth. The White Chalice crew aren't the only guys there as well; the local military division's got plenty of representatives hanging out to chat with.

There's talk of a memorial. It's just a whisper on the wind now, though it will eventually be made by the city early the next year. The winning design for it will be a model of the White Chalice, flying with a stylized version of the sun at its back, while Zilongs are arranged in formation on the ground below.

...But that won't be for a while yet. Instead, it's time to take a break and celebrate the good work everyone's done today. Roads is there, getting ready before he relieves some of the Zilong pilots. And while everyone else is having fun and partying and whatnot, he's sort of off on his own, looking out at the morning sky.]
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1) [Close CR only]

[So it seems that Cheng's split second decision to save Wang Ding Bang and choice to the inclusion of the Thaumata remnants into his forces has paid off greatly. he was looking over the information the Loyalists had provided. The details of the base itself looked most grim indeed. The construction for it began well before the first civil war before Gucun was rent asunder - but the plans for it had been ceased as discontent stirred in the state. Han Zhi had managed to snatch the facility up for his own usage behind Cheng's back... much of the original plans were completely out of date, and there was just barely enough information to work off to figure out where the data that would completely collapse Han Zhi's support structure around his ears.]

And to make matters worse the Vampire has decided to return to mock us all once again...

[He takes a sharp breath and shuts his eyes... a two front battle... with one force going into the fortress to retrieve the data, going up against practically anything that could have been looted from the old caches ... and the other caught between Han Zhi's forces as well as that of Nicolai's hordes. He actually chuckles as he regards all the information... placing it down at the desk.]

We have faced worse odds...

[Interrupt the Chairman General's musings?]

2)

[Cheng seems to be pondering something on a piece of paper... with the battle coming soon he figured he should have a speech prepared...something to rouse people to victory... but...]

[He just glares at the paper, crushing it and tossing it aside with a look of disgust. If one picks it up and reads it...]

'Everyone. My friends and comrades. My countrymen, my allies

It is time to take the battle to our foes. Not just Han Zhi, whose manipulations and lies will lead Gucun to another inevitable collapse - but the inhuman forces of the vampire Nicolai - who was responsible for countless deaths... the devastation of Jiang Jing city.

They cannot run nor hide. They believe their secrets are safe, that their fortresses are unbreakable. They believe themselves to be an unbeatable force - both of them. They believe they have power. They believe they have the advantage.

And they are wrong on all accounts. We have the knowledge we need to fell them both.

No fortress is invincible. All gates can crumble. All walls can shatter. An army of ravening beasts and men manipulated into control stand no chance against those who fight for a cause. For something to believe in.

We have the power to grind their armies into the dust. Not just in ourselves, but in the comrades who stand by our side - our brothers and sisters in arms. We have brotherhood. Solidiarity. Trust. We have the might of our convictions - a force that turns the weak into the mighty - that drives armies onwards to victory.

Everyone!

Fight well! Fight on until we see the light of day! When the sun is upon us once more the heavens themselves will shake with our victory cry!

To victory!
'

[He rests his fists on the table, a grimace on his face.]

I... am not like that madman...

[Given the speech made by one Red Comet... clearly anything remotely similar....]


3) [Broadcast/General Reaction Post.]

[A broadcast rings out... across the Chalice and to Cheng's supporters - however few there are. Cheng's face is set in a look of determination.]

I won't waste time on speeches. We're taking Gucun back. We're bringing Nicolai's fortress down on his head.

I will see you all after the battle. Don't die. Not to either of our enemies.



sexygodofscienceandwar: (I have no face)
[personal profile] sexygodofscienceandwar
 Alright.

[It's been a solid week or so since Roads went REAL crazy and was consequently holed up in a small cell for his own good. With nothing to do but work out and sleep, the resident mad scientist did both of those things-and without access to ludicrous amounts of stimulants, most of it was sleeping. So 12 days later, he's looking more in control of himself, and got let out with the stipulation that he not go "full Luthor" on anyone.

Right now, he's looking over the work he did over that month-long desperation and drug-induced haze, making a few edits here and there.]

I think I'm ready to begin prototyping now...Can't think of much more research being helpful now.

[He'll be working at various tools in the machine shop later, and taking the occasional break practicing sword work in the gym or shooting at the firing range. What could possibly be up?]

((OOC note: People going on the mission "Those Who Follow The Sun, read this.))
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1.[So Roads has been having a busy month, working on new ways to try to beat Nicolai and his vampire hordes, save the girl, etc. He's been pretty hard to get ahold of, working at odd hours, eating whenever the fancy catches him. But hey, today he's working during the sunlight hours for a change!

So in his workspace in the hangar, there's five or so large whiteboards, each covered with equations while Roads mutters to himself working on them. He looks like a wreck-bags under the eyes, more stubble than usual, and a sort of fevered pace to his work, the markers squeaking loudly as he writes. Whether or not you make your presence known, he's talking to himself. And then, all of a sudden, he turns to yell at the empty air next to him.]

For god's sake, shut up already! I didn't kill you, you hung yourself, you stupid bitch!

[He turns back to his work, but keeps grumbling.]

Ugh, and can you stop crying too...

[The room is silent.]

2. [Later, Roads can be found pillaging the fridge for food. He's got a plate with him too, piled high with nuts, energy bars, butter, and at least three bottles of Dr.Peper next to it.]

Encounter

Sep. 5th, 2013 04:58 pm
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[1]
Look! Look at this!

[Whatever you were doing, Texotic suddenly bursts into the room and turns a screen on. It seems she learnt to do this, at least.

The monitor shows a commercial broadcast sent over a publically available line - something usually reserved for advertisements and similar foolishness.]

"Apocalypse is upon us! The end of world is nigh! Every day brings portents of humanity's doom."

"Only the chosen few will be saved. Those chosen by the Friend, whose messengers spread love and kindness to everyone! What does it take to be chosen by the Friend? You only have to accept him - be a friend of the Friend, and the Friend will be your friend!"

[The message is full of obvious cultist drivel that only desperate people could fall for. But then it shows the face of the cult's leader, the so called Friend - a young boy with bright eyes and a friendly smile.]


This is Camopaltic, one of the Over Being! I am sure of it!


[2]
[Locked to NPCs.]

I'm sorry. It's something I have to do all by myself.

[Texotic left White Chalice without letting anyone know. She knew where to go - the shuttle takes her straight to the cultists' compound. Now she stands in front of the gates, her perfect disguise (hat and dress from before, as well as sunglasses) assembled. What could go wrong?]
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 [Late night in the Chalice. Most of the personnel is already asleep hours ago, the place is calm and silent, and the lights are a bit more dim. It's quite peaceful compared to the hustle and bustle and noise coming from the hangars that are the norm during the day.

For whatever reason, however, you are going around the corridors, be it because you have business somewhere, needed to go to the bathroom, simply to enjoy the quiet, or any of a myriad other reasons... 

...but despite the apparent peace, if you're in any way observant you'll probably soon feel stalked. Something is observing around the empty, long corridors this particular night. Every now and then there's very quiet, metallic pitter-patter sounds that stop whenever anyone looks around. And sometimes, a low, quiet creak like that of an ungreased old door hinges' opening can be heard, sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right. And overall, a definite feeling of observation

Definitely unnerving stuff.

How do you react?]
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1)

[Cora's return to the Chalice was not a pleasant one. Not. At. All. Two KIA teammates, multiple civilian and allied casualties, a rampaging RE and a sociopathic scientist with advanced technology.... and to top it off...]

Heh... you should've seen the other guy.

[Cora gives you a wan smile. Between the injury her arm recieved and the additional stress she put on herself trying to chase after Typhon, there was really no saving it - and so Cora joins Raynor in the ranks of those that have one actual human arm.]

You know... I had a tattoo on that arm. The Dullahan Team's insignia. Was hell to get onto it with how complicated it was... - didn't help my arm had a few scars on it too. Back when I first enlisted... I never got the chance to get inked. When Ulysses formed Dullahan... I figured... hey, why not? And the entire team got them too... heh....

[She looked rather nostalgic now. Its clear that the hurt she's feeling is less her arm... more from the deaths of her teammates.]

2) [Locked to Isaac and Joanne]

Hey... I was wondering when you'd stop by.

[Cora tries to smile, but it fails within seconds as her fingers brush over her bandages. She winces as she leans back tiredly.]

... I haven't been doing my job good enough ever since that mission in the labs.

I've been tearing at everyone because I was so wound up about Idris - and it bit us hard today.

I...

[Guilt washes over her face as she lowers her head. Everything went to hell in a handbag. Two of her teammates. Practically family. And the fact that Dozer was Jo's best friend on the team...]

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.


3) [Locked to Lynn]

[Lynn. You'll find that Cora has sent you a message to meet her at the bar on the Chalice. Cora only has one drink at hand. Only one glass. Nothing else - and she was swirling its glass with her good hand - the Major's hair shadowing her eyes.]

Idris... we need to talk.

[She motions to the chair next to her.]

Its... important... it really is.

[She looks supremely tired - but what's surprising is that she's not even attempting to be hostile.]


4)

[Cora had already sent a debrief as well as ensured that samples of the cadavers from the Tunnel Stalkers and the Ascended would make their way to Britannian Command... Dozer and Chips... would be sent back home. They deserve that much at the very least. Their suits would go with them - though more for studies on the damage they recieved. Now comes the hard part...]

'To Miss Janice Young

I knew your brother Malcolm-'


[She picked the paper up and tore it apart - partly with her teeth and tossed it aside. Decorating the area around her gurney were several more shreds of paper.]

... Damnit....

[Commander Ulysses could handle this. But Cora wouldn't palm it off to him. No. She was personally responsible for Chips and Dozer. So this was her responsibility. She takes a deep breath and sighs - pressing the heel of her hand to her forehead... after so many missions together... she took it for granted she'd never have to do something like this... more fool her. She takes a sharp breath... then tries again, plowing through both letters and doing her best to remain as detatched as possible.]


5)[Other members of the team.]

So Dozer and Chips finally bought it huh... guess the Major isn't as good as we thought she was...

[This earned Mongrel some rather dark looks. Dice being the only one to speak up.]

Mongrel. Don't.

Then again, the meathead was as dumb as a post. Course being smart didn't help our 'Expert Hacker' much did it-

I said SHUT UP!

[Looks like an arguement was about to break out - one that may lead into a brawl - with Cora still in recovery - will you attempt to sort her team out?]
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[1]

[Sam's in the arboretum, just taking a walk through it - sword at his side and looking calmly at the plants around him. Looking satisfied as he came to a particular area, he drew his sword and set himself into stance with a deep breath. The leaves of the trees in this part of the arboretum were falling. He figured it would be a good time to get his training down.]

[Within moments he was putting several precise cuts through the leaves - splitting them into halves - and then even more. One would think, oh Sam's just slashing leaves like a stereotypical samurai, what's the interest in that?]

[Then if you took a better look you'd notice he was specifically carving them up through the mid-ribs - making clean splits, then slashing through the veins of the leaves - trying to get the cuts as exact and clean as possible!]

[When Sam stopped he picked up one of the sliced leaves, he looked a little dissapointed actually.]


[2]

Now, I wouldn't say that I'm much of a teacher - but I suppose it wouldn't hurt to pass on a few things to those of you who want to learn.

[Sam grins, leaning on his knee as he sat crosslegged in the middle of the room he has appropriated as a makeshift dojo. It was pretty sparse really. A few mats, multiple practice sword and several other things that wouldn't be out of place.]

Try to keep this in mind though, I won't go easy on you.

[Sam gets to his feet and looks quite serious indeed now.]

I'll be teaching you the same way I learned from my father. The Rodrigues New Shadow School... is quite painful indeed.

So if you're having second thoughts, I suggest you leave and save yourself the bruises.

Transience

Jul. 5th, 2013 06:05 pm
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[1]
[Careless people who don't lock their rooms, beware! Upon return, you may find your food eaten - or worse, your bed occupied by a sleeping person! The perp is still here, taking a nap for the latter, standing around and doing nothing for the former.]


[2]
[There is only so much invasion of other peoples' privacy that Texotic can do while waiting for other Over Being to somehow pop on the radar. So even though there were quite dramatic events happening not too long ago, for the time being she seems to be occupied with...]

I'm bored.

[Just wasting time, really. What a show of sloth, especially when others are so busy with one thing or another!]
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If you remember, Herb's club room was just newly erected, but apparently there's already a new sign replacing the old sign haphazardly.

"Gentlemen Adventurer's Defensive Comparative Theology Club"

A sign saying "accepting new members" is hung underneath.

The door is open. Inside, hanging on the wall there are two big brass panels. One is saying.

"Membership:

President: Herb Montgomery.
Vice President 1: Werter Wolf"
Vice President 2: Roads Blackwell"

The other sign is carved with.

"Evil Gods Thwarted:

-Baphomet
-Dagon"
-...

1.Herb is cleaning some sort of vaguely disturbing tribal wooden statue. He notices you. "Welcome! Are you here to join or something else?" Greet him back? Ask him something?

2.Mingle Thread! Feel free to mingle and discuss stuffs with each others here. After all, that's what a club is for, right?
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[1]

[Cheng was, for a lack of better term... furious. Jiang Jing city. Wiped out. Its people? Dead. The troops sent to defend it? Dead.]

[And he could do nothing to prevent it. Instead all he could do was inform Han Zhi that he was going to be gone a little longer - if only to deal with a few more criminals against the State.]

We need more. We need something to give us an edge. We need something to prevent this from ever happening again....

[Being close to Arkham did not help things at all. Not this time. A new solution would be needed. And Cheng is frustrated beyond measure trying to hammer something out.]

[2] (Locked to Roads)


We need to talk. Now. Whatever else you're doing is unimportant.

[Cheng's voice was more or less ice. It seems whatever goodwill and camraderie he felt towards you was all but nonexistent here.]

So I suggest you pay close attention to what I have to say.

[3]

[Xue Yi and Nuan Chun were...avoiding their father for a lack of better term. He just looked so angry, so utterly hateful that he scared them. This caused another round of frustration and worry all around as he collapsed onto a chair and held his head.]

Perhaps Han Zhi would make a better Chairman General than I.

[And now doubt begins to set in...]



sexygodofscienceandwar: (ONORE)
[personal profile] sexygodofscienceandwar
"FUCK!"

 Roads is not having a good day. When he returns, the first thing he does is throw absolutely everything off of his desk, sweeping it to the side. Stacks of papers, pencils, drawings, Kouzou's gift, and his computer all get thrown to the floor. Roads then sits down with his heads in his hands at the now-clear desk.

He stays still for quite some time. Occasionally, he will shift a bit, folding his hands in front of him like something is trying his patience, or he will glare at that ancient tome he's cast aside.

"...Fuck."

The second curse is quiet and subdued.
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[White Chalice was not too far away, so it's time to restock and resupply in Gucun. And who other meets you but Han Zhi himself.]

Welcome! I am glad you could make it here safely. Never forget that White Chalice will always find an ally in the State of Gucun - our doors are always open, even in those uneasy, difficult times.

[And some meeting this is. There is a whole parade going on, with soldiers and Combat Frames alike marching, patriotic music blaring and giant flags of the State flapping in the wind as far as the eye can see.]

But as you can see, the situation of the State is under control. Its citizens feel safe and secure - thanks to Chairman General's dedication to hunting down the treacherous Wang Ding Bang.
Now, let us not talk about the hardships of the world. Enjoy your hero's welcome, relax, and be merry! The State will always help you any way it can.

[1]
[This prompt is for talking to Han Zhi himself. He has a lot of time for everyone.]

[2]
[General hanging around Gucun/mingle prompt. Unless military parades aren't your thing, there's... not a lot to do, really. But at least you can enjoy some peace and quiet in friendly territory, for a change.]
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[personal profile] sexygodofscienceandwar
[There's Roads at his desk, typing away at a computer. Who knows what he's working on now.]

Another day, another supernatural creature of possibly deific scale decides to kill us all. It's getting a bit old how the universe wants to destroy us all...

[Roads leans back in his chair, thinking. His eyes fall on that massive book left to him by Kouzou, an ancient tome wrapped up with a surprisingly durable lock. Roads leans over and picks it up, looking the book over every which way.]

Jeez Kouzou, you couldn't be bothered to leave a friggin' key, could you...

...I wonder how man's gonna protect himself against all these gods. Maybe I should like, make some sort of club...
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1) Words with HQ
Read more... )

2)[Gym] A good old fashioned Spar
Read more... )

3) [Hangar] Playing with fire (SHENANIGANS)
Read more... )

4) [Bar] Because sometimes there's something comrades CAN'T do.
Read more... )
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[It's a quiet night, and Roads is in the hangar, working alongside some kind of giant, robot-scale sword. There are tons of computers lying around, and everyone's favorite mad scientist is dashing back and forth between them, muttering to himself. ]

Yes...yes, just a little bit more...

Red to red, blue to blue, yellow to yellow...

[Finally, he takes a deep breath, and walks over to where two extension cords are lying on the ground.]

Alright...With this, WE STEP FORWARD INTO HISTORY!

[He slams the two cords together! Sparks ignite, and the sword gains a new, golden edge around its normal form. Somewhere in the distance, there's a flash of lightning.]

It worked...it worked! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! NOW, NOTHING CAN STOP ME!!

Departure

Feb. 27th, 2013 06:09 am
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[On White Chalice's deck, Lily's five friends from Angel Force are loading a stasis pod on board of their ship. Inside the pod, behind a big round glass, there is Lily Rain EVE, or rather what's left of her. Even though her whole body is badly damaged, most of her left side is missing and there is a huge hole in her chest, the expression on her face is almost serene.]


Lily... No... I can't believe this is happening...


All we can do at this point is take her back to Cosmic Ark... And hope it's not too late...

[Mark your response as 1 if you want to talk to Angel Force, 2 for reactions/mingle.]
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[Video, from inside Gurren's cockpit]

Hey guys, remember the recall point we found stored in this thing's computer? We're getting really close to it. I bet it's some kinda beastman base and that we could steal all kinds of cool stuff from them if we raided them!

[Action, deck of the Chalice]

Early in the morning before the Chalice reached the recall point, before the sun had even risen, Kamina stood, staring into the distance while eating his breakfast. Microwaved leftover meat of some kind. Somewhere over that ridge of hills was some kind of Beastman base, and Kamina was going there soon to raise some hell.

Just as he was finishing eating, one of the mountains in the distance exploded! A volcano, belching smoke and magma into the predawn sky! Kamina took a step back in surprise at first, but then he grinned.

"A whole mountain exploding with fire? I like it! The perfect scene for this fight!"
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[Hey look, the G-Saviour is back in the hangar! Complete with Tobia.]

I'm just here for resupply. Tron and her brothers are free again, so I need to return to Mother Vanguard very soon!

But oh boy, I heard what happened on Earth since I left. It's only been a few weeks, and stuff got really crazy already! What's next, an enemy bigger than Earth?
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[1]-Roads, General Announcement-

GOOD NEWS EVERYONE! I finally cracked the last of Dr. Reinhardt's data, so I know where the last of the upgrades he had planned for the Zweilicht is. Not only is it near us, it's a doozy-he managed to find and sequester away the original tool that Zoroaster used to seal away Angra Mainyu and....it's all rather complicated. But the important thing is there's a super-powerful weapon I can use, and Nicolai probably won't know about it for months.
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(1)
[It's a bright, sunny day. And where's Roads? Shut up inside the hangar, tapping away at a computer, pouring over printouts in the dark. Typical.]

Hmm...


(2)
[Newtypes of the ship-Roads has asked for a series of practice 1v1 mecha duels with you all. And so now it's the Zweilicht, loaded up with all its equipment, standing off against your unit of choice.]

Ah, thanks for doing this. It should be a big help.

(3)
[Outside the gym, there's a sign that reads: "DARE YE CHALLENGE THE MASTER?!!!!", with a small picture of Roads below it. Inside, he's practicing punching a bag. There's some intense concentration going into each and every punch-it's a solid thirty seconds between each hit.]
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[1//pre-mission]

Resnick can be found bent over the displays in the comm room, grinning excitedly, eager as a pup of his Clan's namesake. Battle-lust flares his nostrils and quickens his heartbeat.

"White Chalice, multiple galaxies of Jade Falcons have been detected burning for earth. We will be heading out to face the enemy's Third Talon, a cluster attached to Peregrine Galaxy. Any who wish to experience the Clan way of warfare should meet us in the hangar."

[2//post-mission]

Resnick staggers from the heap that his Timber Wolf has been reduced to, stumbling as he dismounts. He's as bruised as a fallen fruit, with several angry red abrasions. His normal arrogant confidence is gone, replaced with a distant look. It's an unsettling thing to experience if you know him at all, like watching your cocky older brother get his ass handed to him in a cage fight.

He says only one thing in a flat voice: "Tynall..."

[3//post-mission]

Your local news station is showing one of their broadcasters making one of the frowny faces they reserve for moderately tragic events.

"The Earth Sphere once again became a battlefield as warring tribes named after animals battled it out. Several regiments of what's become known as the 'Green Eagle Tribe' landed today, and announced their seizure of several population centers. They were opposed in their claim by mobile suits bearing the insignia of a snarling dog's head, leading to speculation that they may be called something like the 'Rabid Dog Tribe'." A map appears on the screen showing the Jade Falcon landing zones. "At these sites, they clashed. Though many mobile suits were destroyed, damage to civilian infrastructure was low. And now joining us is Professor Nimrod Pennyroyal, who believes the whole thing to be a hoax. Professor?"

[4//post-mission]

Resnick is sitting in his room, eating Terran junk food and watching sad operas on the holo. Break him out of this ridiculous funk?

[5//post-mission//locked to those on the mission]

The former Wolf, former Jade Falcon, and Wolf once again bondswoman has Resnick's strong jaw and choppy blonde curls. Tynall Vickers was his sibkin, raised in the same sibko as him, one of the strongest bonds a Clan Warrior is permitted to make. Yet it's obvious that she considers that bond null and void with him. She spits whenever he walks past. Wherever you find her, she'll expound on her hatred for him, or any other question you might have. It's a bondsman's duty, after all.
[identity profile] punches-vamps.livejournal.com
[It's All Hallow's Eve, which means it's time for a Blackwell Family Tradition: Staying up all night and watching tons of horror movies! Everyone's invited! Zombies, vampires, serial killers, aliens, giant monsters-the classic lineup of horror films is here in full force.]


2.[Later on in the night, Roads can be found hiding behind the couch, cautiously peeking over at the more extreme spats of violence and gore.]

Ugh...stupid Anthony Hopkins...

(OOC: The first is just general movie madness for anyone who wants to get involved. The second is more for people who want to deal with Roads specifically.)
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[Cheng was surprisingly stoic despite the declaration from the insurgents. Despite having his wife kidnapped he was keeping everything together while he formed an action plan with his advisers. Clearly a small and elite force was required to foil them, but the fact that his choice was the White Chalice and not an entirely Gucun Contingent as the Nationalists would prefer had earned him some ire.]

-We had spilled enough of our own countrymen's blood during the civil war, and during our isolation. There will be no arguements on this decision-

[He took a deep breath as he remembered the flurry of arguments that exploded soon after.]

[Talk to the beleaguered leader?]
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[After defeating the insurgent attack, White Chalice was escorted by the Gucun Border Patrol to the capital. And something has changed... where there was rubble, now stand buildings. The place is definitely less ruined, and looks even modern and quite advanced in some areas! You are treated like respectable guests, and there is a honor guard waiting as the ship docks, Combat Frames and soldiers on foot, looking proud to have you there.

Unknown soldiers are one thing though. Familiar faces wait for you at the docks...]

[1]
An old friend #1 )

[2]
An old friend #2 )

[3]
Streets of the State )

[4]
Friendly encounter )

[5]
Unfriendly encounter )
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[After what felt like hours of negotiation with Hadou Ruri Kurou was able to talk her (With the help of a few Chalice members and her butler.) into letting him serve as the pilot of Demonbane. As much as the Princess disliked it their situation had gotten dire, although she was able to convince everyone that keeping Demonbane in Arkham was a smarter idea in case the Black Lodge did make another attack on the city. Kurou would be able to summon the Deus Machina when he needed it. This also meant that Kurou would be working with the Chalice thanks to now officially being a drone in the Hadou Group.]

1. [Introduction]

Figured I should introduce myself at the very least, I'm Daijuuji Kurou apparently I'm to work with all of you while looking for the Black Lodge. Apparently I'm also supposed to be the pilot of Demonbane and the Master of Necronomicon.

2. [Al Azif prompt.]



[The pink haired grimoire was now back on the Chalice she seemed to be making herself at home staring at whatever new mechs might have joined the ship since she left.]

This won't do at all.

[She wasn't exactly impressed.]
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1. [Roads has been helping out around the ship, fixing up things, working on the Zweilicht's upgrade in his spare time...for now he's on an off shift, and is busy trying to open a large, ancient tome. It's locked, so Roads is going about this with as much finesse as he can. Which is to say, he's trying to pry the lock open with a crowbar.]

Come on, you stupid little shit!


2. [Later on, same day. Roads is now pointing a shotgun at the book. He seems to have picked up some bruises, too...]

Alright...easy now...


3.

[Roads is now piling explosives on top of a book. He's got some small cuts, scrapes, and a black eye.]

Truly you have been a worthy opponent! But tonight, foul monster, YOU DINE IN HELL! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

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