Amuro - Van, Kitchen
Amuro was kind of flat-footed by Tenko's sudden change in attitude, he wasn't really sure how to respond to being accused of being a male like it was a crime. The 'feathers' on his wings twitched a bit as the only physical sign of stress and confusion.
"I'm sorry?"
The apology was the only thing he could get out before his confusion was compounded further by Gwen giving a name for his current condition.
"Alphonse Elric Syndrome? Have you encountered someone in my current situation before?"
Tenko Chabashira - Kitchen
The japanese teenager blinked at Miss Maria's comment. Even if that was just a question, she somehow felt as if she was given a lecture, tough the martial artist didn't know why. She thus opted to answer. "Well, that's because I tought Amuro was always a robot. I didn't knew he used to be a degenerate male." She said the former as if it was the most natural thing in the world.
She then tought over the old lady's words about Amuro's nature. "I guess you're right. He's not even a human anymore, so it's not like he can have any perverted toughts now that his dirty parts are gone." Tenko perked up after the realization that she didn't to be wary of a haunted robot. She thus answered Amuro with a smile. "Don't be sorry. It's my fault for holding your past against you. Sorry."
Vampire Hunter
Carmilla & Sypha, Van's Kitchen
"...Are you a lesbian?" Carmilla said as she and Sypha looked over at Tenko, deciding to just ask Tenko about it. "Regardless of what that dim-witted harlequin thinks, you did call men degenerate males, and you blushed when you saw Gwen's face, so was what that harlequin saying true?"
edited 19th Jun '18 7:42:33 PM by GameGuruGG
Wizard Needs Food Badly
Calamity is a housewife
Jack-O', Val Habar Street Vendor - Mommy and Daddy are arguing and I shall abscond
Things started... devolving, and Jack hurriedly stood up at the first sight of trouble.
"So, Griff! Our sword's probably ready! Let's get a move on."
She'd tap him on the arm, but then resort to pulling him away from the table before he responded to Lady and Puru. Successful or not, her grin as she did so would seem more than a little forced.
Ragna, Streets to Van - I'm sure we can find a way to make this sound dirty
While her surroundings blurred, she only focused ever harder on those ears. Those adorable, floppy ears. With her hair wrapped around them like some sort of fashion statement, they seemed all the more endearing, and she bet to herself that they were real soft, too. She just wanted to pet 'em, and nuzzle 'em, and flop 'em around in her hands (but perish the thought on that last one, that would be terribly rude of her).
Lucina's worried smile escaping her notice, and without thinking on her actions any more, Ragna reached out and slowly pet the taguel along the ears, caressing them surprisingly gently for someone so intoxicated.
"Shake the dust." - Anis Mojgani
Priscilla, Streets w/ Tiki
"Ah, hello Miss Tiki," Priscilla said as she noticed her fellow dragon girl. "Yes, the tavern attracted some... strange company, shall we say. I figured my time might best be spent elsewhere. Hm... dost thou wish to do anything in the meantime?"
Lucha Libre goddess
Morrigan— Ship—The search for Scott
After whatever form of transportation Max, Flowey, and Morrigan used, the succubus would be flying just in front of the group, towards the last spot she had seen Scott sleeping.
“We all have a side of ourselves we aren’t proud of. Appearances can be deceiving, ” she said to Max about Scott. ” Scott has a gentler side he seldomly shares, I’m not as bad as I look... I’m a lot worse. As for you, Max, I can see you’re more than the bitter man you are so desperately trying to look as. ”
She then quickly glanced at their sociopath companion.
“So, a talking flower, ” she said about Flowey who, presumably, had also come along. “Wish I could say I’m surprised, but I’m not. ”
Harley—Paty’s Gathering Hall—Trolling the troll
While Dooplis, Tira, and Meta knight, were philosophizing and doing things they would regret after the Hangover, just behind Magilou, a certain clown was seen leaning forward, just behind certain blond.
“Hey! whatcha doing? What are you laughing about? Is it a joke? You can tell me! I love jokes. ” Harley would say to Magilou as if she were whispering, but it was actually very audible. “You aren’t trying to steal my style, are you? Being a clown is kinda my thing, ya know.”
edited 21st Jun '18 12:31:45 AM by FallenLegend
Make your hearth shine through the darkest night; let it transform hate into kindness, evil into justice, and loneliness into love.
Renaissance III: The Search for Scott
When Morrigan and her companions reached the last place they had seen Scott, he was... nowhere to be found.All that could be found was a series of drag marks trailing from off the ship, onto the dock, and deeper into the city's slums....
Three Fast Three Furious: Tiki Drift
"How do you fare, my lady?" Tiki greeted Priscilla. "Bored of the merriment already? There's nothing I had in mind to do, aside from returning to our point of origin and making sure Lucina and her friend made it back safely, though at this rate I think I'll wind up halfway through the desert."
Stop Killing My Titles
Griffith, Being Dragged Away w/ Jack-O
"...yes, I suppose I can't expect much more from you." He said in response to her summation of what she thought Susan was, face impassive. If Lady thought she could intimidate him with a sour glare, she had another thing coming. Before he could reply to Puru and offer his opinion on the matter, he was already being dragged away, resigning himself to this fate.
Once they were out of earshot, he gently wrestled his arm free and rubbed his wrist. "I understand that serving your dead is a skeevy practice either way, but we shouldn't allow Lady to threaten the integrity of the mission by rousing others against Susan." He said, looking back to where they came from.
Max, Where Scott Is Not
Somehow, they've managed to procure a ride to the destroyed hunter base. Their third passenger they've found long before Max could ask him to leave. He wasn't familiar with Flowey yet, so time would tell if he'd like to make an acquaintance. "There's nothing desperate about it. I'm just after a few pints." He grumbled in response to Morrigan's summation of him. Apparently the nun-succubus was a lot worse than she sold herself as. What are the odds? "I'm just tired, and worried, and slightly angry that we have to look for Scott in the first place."
He offered no comment about Flowey - it was a talking flower. Hopefully it would not talk shit. "And he's not here. Of course he's not here." Max grumbled, looking over the ship wreckage that Scott was left in. "I guess all that's left is to follow the marks."
Maria, Kitchen
The old crone listened curiously to Gwen's ramblings. It seemed she was more aware about certain things than most of them, but what these things were, Maria wasn't sure if she could figure out. For now she had to figure out Tenko's deal. "Lassie, what happened that you think males are degenerate?" She asked, tilting her head slightly. It was pretty obvious that the schoolgirl fancied the fair sex, so there was no point in discussing that. "Surely it cannot be just because they have a snake in their trousers."
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"Indeed, Sir Tucker. As this Azura said... Royalty or not, we are most definitely not anywhere that such titles would have any use or sway over anyone. Rather, I'd prefer to be able to talk to everyone as equals if we're being frank and personal." Giving the space marine a courtly half curtsy, the dragonblooded ruler turned over to the more sociopathic of the two blue-haired songstresses with a wrinkled brow.
"Personally I would like to believe that was a dream myself but the experience was much too vivid to be such. I believe my clothes still has holes from where the talking owl has gripped me even. And I'll have you know that my questionable choices of literature are more akin to cheesy romantic novels where the two star-crossed lovers overcome their various obstacles to get their happily ever after, thank you very much." A slight flush made its way onto her face as she talked about such an embarrassing thing, but it would do to be frank in situations like this.
It was a shame that the floofy goddess had chosen to leave too, especially considering how pent up her urges had become after being enticed with such a pettable target that just managed to flit out of range. Glancing down at her twitching hand and inhaling, Corrin's eyes blazed with the great conviction... before she went on her tip-toes to try to pat the nicer Azura on the head. "I-it's been a while, I'm very sorry about this..."
Tenko - Kitchen
Again with the lesbian talk ! Why did everyone sounded so interested in Tenko's sexuality? It was thus with another heavy blush that she responded. "It's not like that! It's my duty to help cute girls, and my admiration of their adorableness is purely platonic !"
She was far more comfortable with answering Maria's query. "It's my master who taught me all about them and their despicable nature! He also told me that having too much contact with them would keep me from mastering Neo-Aikido, like getting too excited over Christmas or Valentines and not keeping a clean environment. She expositioned about her cherished training with master's teaching with a cheery enthusiasm.
It was at this moment that Tira switched personalities.
Oh, sure, sure, Gaty! We can be friends, I love going out to have fun killing people with others, but I don't get to meet all that many people that like doing that.
She frowned for a moment, before turning to Doof.
Oh, you're still alive? What's a, er, Waifu? Is that like Kungfu, where you learn how to punch people in the face really really hard?
Then she turned to Magilou. Oh, and I love the outfit! It looks really good! Did you make it yourself?
Lady gave the back of Griffith's head a hard glare as he was dragged away, before turning back to Puru.
"Sadly, no. An unfortunate truth about this so called "team" is that there's plenty of people willing to spring to the defense of literally anyone. Now, I will admit, most of the team hasn't done anything wrong, beyond maybe be a bit of an asshole. But when everyone gets all pissy and up in arms because I want to shoot the woman who was serving people human meat and telling them it was beef, I start doubting their survival instincts. When we start defending the woman who freely started a worldwide business to serve humans human flesh, which she claims is 100 percent beef, with the sole intention of reclaiming her lost powers as a god of cannibals, I start questioning if I'm the only goddamned sane person on this team."
She sighed, more depressed then angry now.
"Bartender! Get me a beer! Fuck it, I don't care anymore about being ready for a fucking attack at any moment, if no one else is going to give a shit, maybe I should just stop caring. Let the demons slaughter them all, not my fucking problem!"
Stop Killing My Titles
Maria, Kitchen
Predictably, Tenko's response to all the lesbian accusations was to dig herself even deeper. "Cute girls?" "Admiration of their adorableness?" A furious blush? She was not fooling anyone, but this felt like a lost battle from the get go. Maria was willing to let that go for now.
What she wasn't willing to let go was Tenko's explanation for her hatred of males. The old crone took a moment to finish her glass of water, idly considering something stronger as more and more was revealed. Her smile vanished and her brows furrowed. By Jove, this girl was being bred for wifedom. It all made sense now, too. Between her "fighting style" that looked to Maria more like a display of glorified violence, her reflex reaction to finding out Amuro was once a man (despite identifying as a man all that time and having talked with him pleasantly before), now this?
It reminded her of what Healing Church did. And she had a history of cold hatred as far as Healing Church was concerned. "You're being played, Tenko." She said. This time there was no joking, not a light tone. It seemed something had finally roused the old crone's ire. "The way I see it, the way I've heard it, this Master of yours is manipulating you." Deep breath. "Just like only a pure maiden can ride atop a one-horned steed, and only a pure maiden can break the curse upon the kingdom, you too are playing the role of such a maiden... but I fear to find the purpose, the end of your training and what it implies at his hands."
For once, Maria was concerned.
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Mahou Shoujo Lyrical Fist
Mordred - Party All Night
"Nice to meetcha. Name's Mordred, that's 21. " She said to Velvet noting inwardly how she outright ignored 21. This lady was something, usually Mordred could get a read on a person just by looking at them but it seemed from the way she was dressed and her general body language that this one almost didn't wanna be a person. "So what's with the creepy arm?" Mordred asked for lack of any thing else she wanted to say to her, might as well go ahead and be blunt like she always is.
PM box is Closed, Indefinitely Friend Code: 3368-4181-6850
Velvet turned to look at 21, the non-name earning a raised eyebrow for a moment, before Velvet shrugged it off. What did she care what someone decided to call themselves? She turned back as Mordred bluntly asked about the arm.
"It's an arm." Velvet responded just as bluntly, and with a lack of emotion, as if she was just stating facts. "Got it when I became a demon. Use it to eat things."
She held it up, showing off the sharp claws. "Comes in handy when I need to rip my enemies apart."
Oh hey, there was some young Mongol girl. No idea who she was, or why she'd say "Hey!" to them, but considering her outfit didn't look like anything anyone else was wearing, this Noire was probably someone from the group.
"...Yes, get in, child," Santa said, scooting over so there was just enough room between her and Tessa on the sleigh. "I take it you want something for Christmas?"
"Yearrhh...thanks, boy," Susan said to the little guy, slowly sliding off of his urn. "B-Blessings of...Xilo-*hic*-necho and all that..."
And then she left without paying. What a sterling example for humanity to follow.
Speaking of poor role models, just fresh of being upbraided by Lady on how awful Susan was came Jack-O' and Griffith! She hadn't seen them in...minutes! They must've been here for that sword thing.
"...Heeeeeey~" she said, waving her big ol' arms wide at the two, "how's it going? Did the...the Van leave her without me yet?"
Breath of the Sun
Galacta, Gathering Hall
As Tira shifted to her happy-voice yet again Galacta Knight briefly wondered how it would work if only one of her personalities agreed to it. Or if she switched personalities halfway through. Questions for later, he supposed. He'd promised Gloomy that he'd take care of Jolly, after all.
"Actually I think 'waifu' is just a stupid way of saying 'wife' - er." He turned and glared at Doopliss a moment. "Ignore him. I was just saying that I too will enjoy having a companion who loves fighting. Especially with a weapon as interesting-looking as yours. No need to be talking about silly things like marriage."
Despite that, he pictured Tira in a white dress (stained with blood) and himself in a tailored suit, grasping her hand while they stood over the shapeshifting ghost's fallen corpse. It was a pleasant thought.
What is so amusing about this? Why do you take lives? How can you forget?
Doopliss, Gathering Hall
It seemed the clown girl didn't know what a waifu was. Excellent, an opportunity to teach the unwashed masses- oh son of a fuck, Galactaboi is at it again! Disrespecting GLORIOUS NIPPON CULTURE like the ignorant gaijin that he is.
"Stupid? Excuse me?" The Doop asked Galacta Knight incredulously. "Listen Slick, maybe I'm a foreigner who uses different terminology than you do in Knightland or whatever, but that's no reason to be rude. We all got our quirks. I mean, I don't make fun of you for that weird mask you wear."
"..."
"But yes, it is essentially another word for wife."
Hopefully we will one day live in a society where the ignorance of people like Galacta Knight is replaced by the ignorance of people like Doopliss instead.
Priscilla, Street
"Well, I suppose I will join you then. I really have little else to do at the moment."
edited 23rd Jun '18 3:00:43 PM by HilarityEnsues
Kawakaze - Kitchen
After hearing of the replicator, the fluffy girl wasted no time in setting out to look for it, nodding to Alicia and Maria as she left. And while it took her a little bit of time to figure it out, she eventualy returned with a strange drink
◊ in her hands.
She didn't know what she missed in the meantime, but even with her not caring much for social graces, she knew what she walked back into was... an awkward topic.... "her master was manipulating her?" what did Maria mean by this, well no better way to find out then listen.
Kawakaze just kind of took a sip of her drink and waited over to the side.
Amuro - Kitchen
Amuro began to calmly remove himself from the conversation between Maria and Tenko, backing up until his back was against the wall near the kitchen entrance. This tour had taken a weird turn he didn't really want to be a part of.
He ended up looking over at Kawakaze while she took a sip of her mystery drink.
"So uh, what's your opinion of this place?"
edited 23rd Jun '18 5:01:17 PM by Bcom
A dogged fellow, aren't we?
Alicia - Kitchen
Alicia leaned against the kitchen counter, one hand absently cupping her chin as she digested what she'd just heard. The girl in the sailor-style uniform - Tenko? Not the first girl she'd run across with such an aversion to men. She was a little more extreme than Dallas back home, but that was... manageable, if a little baffling.
(Her obviously-closeted preferences were also easy enough to see, but that was none of this sargeant's business.)
This stuff about her "Master" was... potentially more unusual.
"I think that Maria might be putting a bit of a dramatic spin on it," She began, looking between the older woman and the girl. "But in principle, I think I agree. It's like your guardians telling you, uh, 'stay a way from those city boys, Alicia, they're nothing but trouble.'" She put on a slightly deeper, mock-authoritative voice, before clearing her throat and blushing faintly. "It sounds like your master is being over-protective, or he's trying to make sure you study instead of, well, you know..."
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Lucina - Streets, outside van
Ah. Oh dear.
Lucina was unable to keep a blush from her cheeks or a bristle from her fur as Ragna's hand crept over and started stroking her ears. She could not understand why taguel ears fascinated humans so! Still... it wasn't exactly unpleasant, and Ragna was hardly thinking straight...
"T-thank you, Ragna." She said after letting her continue for a moment, gently reaching up and pressing her hand back down to her shoulder, patting it there affectionately. "Oh, look, the Van is up ahead. How are you feeling?"
Lucha Libre goddess
Morrigan—Ship— The search for Scott
“You know I am not talking about that. You’re not fooling me. I didn’t just meet you today, remember?” The nun said to Max after he talked about drinking too much. “ You’re so worried about looking about others, that you don’t ask yourself about your own happyness. Playing babysitter will only make you feel miserable. ”
Then when they noticed Scott wasn’t there, she shrugged.
“Maybe this search won’t be boring after all,” the succubus said with a grin, as she followed Scott’s trail with Max towards the shady part of the city
Good Azura—Van—Gatcha hell is real
Twice in a row, Azura had missed her chance to greet Ammy, she looked down in shame. Was she becoming so rude and above it all by seeing herself as a princess? She needed to make it up to the goddess.
“No need to do that, brave knight, sir Tucker,” Azura said in agreement to Corrin. “When I look at you, I don’t see a subject, I see a potential friend. We’re all in this together, and whenever you’re free I would like to learn more about that futuristic world of yours. ”
Then to the other Azura, she said. “Yes, I even managed to watch him from a distance. I wasn’t brave enough to go talk to him. But he grew to become a handsome young man. He even has our hair and our good voice.”
After Corrin shared her experiences, she nodded, “I’m afraid it’s true. I wish it was a dream. It was a castle and there were so at least one hundred healers called Wrys, and Kiran couldn't stop complaining about being “pity broken” and this mage Reinhard made even the mighty manaketes, like Tiki, tremble in fear.”
When Corrin patted her on the head, Azura closed her eyes with a wide smile, “Don’t be. I missed you, my friend,” she told the queen. “For a moment I thought I would never see you again. ”
Then to her counterpart she said, “I’m sorry your Corrin isn’t here,—-Wait you said he?” She said with her eyes wide open. She giggled at herself.
“I’m sure you would be a very handsome man, Corrin. —Don’t forget about the other Azura, I’m sure she must miss those pats just as I do.”
Mary—Desert— Instant Shower just say SHAZAM.
“Don’t think, you’ve won. Mary would say to Armani after he had poured the whole bottle of lotion on her. “I clean that like this,” she said while snapping her fingers.
She simply said her magic word twice, and after two consecutive lightning bolts, she was clean. “Better than a shower,” she shrugged. “Guess you will need to clean yourself the old fashioned way.” Mary told Armani.
“I think that must be all of it,” She told Elesis, after she finished putting everything in a pile, while putting her hands on her hips. “Guess you will need to invite me a drink for all this hard work,” she would say to Elesis in a joking tone.
“I guess that gives us some extra time. So what do you guys want to do next?” She would tell Elesis and Armani.
Harley—Party—Shipper on board
As the clown woman waited on Magilou’s response, she looked at both Tira and Galacta Knight.
“Ah the power of love. Aren’t they adorable? I totally ship you two.
To Dooplis she said,“What do you think. What about Galactic clown for the name of this ship?”
She would then walk closer to Tira. “Finally you found a guy crazy enough to look over about your...uh charming double personality and genocide hobby. If I were you, I wouldn’t let him go, Tira. Your other choice is becoming single, and crazy cat lady and that isn’t fun” the clown woman would say to Tira in an audible “whispering” tone.
edited 23rd Jun '18 11:15:29 PM by FallenLegend
Make your hearth shine through the darkest night; let it transform hate into kindness, evil into justice, and loneliness into love.
Flowey - Searching for Scott
Flowey looked up toward Morrigan and cheerily introduced himself. "Nice to meet you too. I'm Flowey, Flowey the flower! And I have to agree I'm one of a kind." He then turned over to the massive cyborg. "And excuse me, but I have noticed you sure don't like that Scott fellow. What kind of guy is he?" The diminutive plant was interested about this, because it means that Scott was either an idiot or was not what most people would call a good person, which would either ways make him potential fun.
He followed the two in following the trail. He couldn't help but make a comment. "So, I hope you two can handle yourself in a rumble. Because your buddy has either been turned into a giant worm or he has been kidnaped. And kidnapers don't tend to let go of their guests easily."
Tenko Chabashira - Kitchen
Tenko just stared in confusion at Maria even as the old lady spoke her warning. She even continued for a few seconds after before fully registering what the bewheelchaired woman suggested. She couldn't help but gasp in shock at what was possibly the biggest and most horrific misunderstanding she ever encountered in her life.
Hurrying to fix this, she protested in a very fast and frantic manner. "Okay, no. You're wrong. A hundred percent wrong. This is not what's going on, at all. First off, my training is officialy over as it is. Me and master haven't even sparred together in years. He told me one day that I needed to develop Neo-Aikido on my own. So there's no hidden sinister purpose whatsoever. And he's happily married, never looked at women in a dirty way and always shouted at the temple novices when they looked at dirty magazine so he'd never do what you'll think he'd do. Never. No way. So can we please never speak about this again?"
She then turned toward Alicia, desperate to talk about other things. Thankfully, her suggestion was more reasonable and less traumatizing. Still, Tenko was still a bit nervous from Maria's comment. "Overprotective? Well, my parents did send me to a temple to calm down, but I don't think they ever had that problem with me and boys..." She was actually considering the opinion and not fully rejecting it, but she was still doubtful about. "Beside, it's not overprotectiveness when they're right."
edited 24th Jun '18 10:10:48 AM by Alecoene
Stop Killing My Titles
Max, Looking For Scott
"I'm fine. How many times do I have to say that?" He replied with a question before shaking his head. "It's my job to look for others and you don't do a job that you hate, innit?" Max looked over to the flower with an incredibly lame name. "Max Caxton. And no, I doubt somebody would bother to kidnap him. He's got nothing valuable on him, and this place doesn't look like the kind where they chop people up for body parts." God knew he had to handle such groups already.
"As for Scott himself, he's a lecher, a brat, doesn't listen to anyone, gets uppity about kill rights, sees the whole affair like a vidcon..." The cyborg counted a few ways in which Scott set him off.
Maria, Kitchen - Well That's A Relief
"This better be the truth, sergeant, or so help me the Great Ones, I'll fashion his face into a belt buckle." The old crone replied tersely when Alicia came in to defuse the situation. Fortunately, the young military proved right as Tenko hasted with an explanation. As she spoke, Maria slowly relaxed, letting out an audible sigh of relief.
"...I can see you speak the truth. Good, good. Do forgive the old woman and her tendency to seek the worst in people. I've seen plenty who had lied and manipulated back when I was younger, and it would always end in tears and tragedy." She bowed her head down shamefully.
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Kawakaze Kitchen
"Why would it matter that he was married?" The fox wondered aloud, still not quite sure what was happening, but also not sure how that would relate to well... much of any thing. After asking though she looked over to Amuro "A bit too early to form an opinion, and even if I had it.... wouldn't exactly mater much.... just a waste of time" she responded to him, maintaining her facade of attempting a cold exterior even if it was clear she was starting to form some...
edited 24th Jun '18 3:02:09 AM by Imca
Gwen - Should We Try Human Transmutation?; Van, Kitchen
They do have medals for almost, and they're called silver!"This is my second abduction, but my first was to take part in a deadly live-action Dungeons and Dragons game." Gwen replied. "And depending on how you count it, this is my fourth time jumping to a different universe. Second if you don't count pocket universes."
Gwen shrugged as Kawakaze explained that she did run on oil, or at least oil made tasty, but perked up when the others mention food fabricators.
Oooh, replicators! Gotta ask for 'Tea, Earl Grey, Hot' later.
Amuro admitted that he was a human soul inside a robot, and Tenko took offense to that. Either the girl was supposed to be a parody of radical feminists, and Gwen much preferred her stories without politics, thank you very much; or something really bad had happened in her backstory. Admittedly, both signs pointed at bad writers, but as this was a crossover fanfic, could she really blame the current author?
Doofenschmirtz (Evil Incorporated!~) came back, referencing his show, though the mention of 70s crime dramas threw her off. Then again, Gundams were giant robots, weren't they? And the Exiles were all about alternate versions of characters? That explained why he was hanging out with his arch-enemy.
"Depends on how serious you think a case of Alphonse Elric Syndrome is." Gwen replied. "We can probably find something to fix that somewhere in the multiverse."