Sousuke - Out of the Frying Pan...
"U-understood, Miss Chidori, your efforts are admirable, but also dangerous," Sousuke replied. He accepted the bento, holding it in one hand, but made no move to open it."It is important to me that your safety is always prioritized, even if I am being held here against my will," he continued. As for the Captain, I suppose it would have been preferable to have someone such as her come here instead, so that you would not be forced into such a predicament. Your being involved in this now puts you at a greater risk than usual and we are dealing with enemies with both incalculable capabilities and unknown motivations for employing them against their foes."
He shifted uncomfortably on his feet, looking down at the bento. "Thank you for this gift," he said. "There is a dining room just up that hallway."
Azura's Feh Channel
"Hooo, wow," Feh constantly said to herself as Azura sang - quietly, of course. It would be incredibly impolite for her to say anything loudly and interfere with the performance, so she controlled herself as best she could, only letting out barely-contained adulation while she waited for the singer to finish.
"Toko"- Entrance Hall, Pre-Challenge
"Huh? Oh, those answers are a yes, yep, and indubitably." The totally-innocent girl said to another girl in twintails, asking her about Monokuma. She also heard something about "Murder Buddies", so she was at least with her own people.
She was about to add something along the lines of "I'm surprised you didn't recognize me", but then the girl hosting whatever this was went up to speak. Which normally wouldn't bother her expect for what came after.
"Multiverse? Across time? This place is crazier than I am!"
The girl laughed a bit inside the confessional room.
"... Oh, wait, you're serious?"
"Toko"- Entrance Hall, Challenge Open, All (of one) Rise!
"A fan Q&A?"
Of all the questions the girl could ask, about the girl with a pad or floating cameras or the... abomination (seriously, that suit?) that declared the challenge, she decided on that one.
"Well, I don't think I'm getting out of it yet, so bring it on!" If there was one thing she was okay with, at least compared to Ms. Doom and Gloom, it was rolling along with most things.
"Most" may or may not include the next several moments, but Multiverses are funny like that.
"Oh, Master Byakuya!" She was a little skeptic, sure, but of all the faces she could see here, this was a nice one. Of course, it was Master Byakuya's after all.
"Even the stars can't seem to break us apart. Why, with the sweepstakes you won, it must be fate!"
She did notice a few miscues though "Although, I never took you for one who'd enter contests..."
Calamity is a housewife
Vegeta, Meeting Rifregereta - Feels like your son has left on an indefinite military campaign or something
Vegeta made a sort of awkward cringe-laugh at Rifregereta's promise of 'surprises' to come in his future, his thousand-yard stare and folded arms, with his fingers clawing at his own elbows, made him look not unlike a crumpled sheet of sandpaper, rough texture and all. That tension left him, however, when he was handed a photograph. Grasping it firmly and taking a look, he found the very image he'd been expecting; his own timeline-displaced son, looking no different from last time.
Rifregereta's descriptions were taken in with a clear head, unlike how he was before. And at the mention of Trunks' desire to see him again, Vegeta's face hardened. His reaction wasn't easy to read, and inside, while his feelings were clear, a part of him wanted to avoid outwardly showing them.
The video recorder was met with much the same, as he took a few seconds to think on what he wanted to say, then gestured for Rifregereta to start recording. He kept his arms folded in front of him, his trademark pose of haughtiness.
"So... I hear you've climbed the ranks in this 'Time Patrol' organization, as you call it. Head of the Time Patrol operatives, personal assistant to the Supreme Kai of Time... frankly those titles don't tell me much. What I'd like to know is how strong you've gotten through your endeavors, but asking your subordinate for an estimate would be utterly pointless.
"I'm recording this to make sure you don't slack off on your training. If you're as important as these titles say you are, then you should be training whenever you can. And I don't want you seeing me or anyone else as some sort of standard you'd like to meet. No. I want you to push further, go beyond, be so strong that you can protect what you cherish from anything. And do. Not. Stop! You are a son of Prince Vegeta, and that demands your dedication!
"... There's something else I need to say to you.
"I hear you're finding success in your new position, and that you work hard at it. I have to say... that I'm glad you've found a worthwhile cause to fight for. And no matter how difficult the fights you face are, know that your father is proud of you and that he believes in your power. The pride you feel, of being my son, or of being a part of this 'Time Patrol'... do not ever give it up."
Sighing after his last words for Trunks, Vegeta fought to hold back the emotions welling up inside of him. It wasn't necessary to let those show. He told his son all he needed to hear.
"Shake the dust." - Anis Mojgani
Lucha Libre goddess
Sousuke's tsundere fan corner—Counter troll squad.
“Are you serious, Sousuke? No chance! You know how clumsy Tessa is. Outside of her submarine she is not very good.” She pointed at herself with a smile. “ Why do you think she made me run back at the submarine when everything went all crazy?”
Kaname took a deep breath, while giving a death glare to Sousuke. “Oh yeah? I doubt the people in that kitchen made that food thinking about you. You are always so inconsiderate!”
Chidori closed her fist as she was almost about to punch Sousuke in the face. But she stopped herself at the last second.
“Look. Stop. You’ve always cared for me. I know you are worried for my safety. But this is a fan greeting, isn’t it? This isn’t about me anymore. There is no Mithril. No whispered. Just this time, let me be the one that looks out for you, Ok?”
Kaname walked slowly towards Sousuke. As she moved, she kept staring at Sousuke in the eyes, opening her mouth slightly.
Do you understand what I mean, Sousuke?
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Make your hearth shine through the darkest night; let it transform hate into kindness, evil into justice, and loneliness into love.
Quietly recording Vegeta's surprisingly heart-touching speech, the lizard man from outerspace couldn't help but tear up ever so slightly as he was moved by the Prince of All Saiyans that he dearly idolized. And then promptly used his ki powers to evaporate the moisture in his eyes since he knew that the man before him didn't acknowledge weakness being shown.
"I will make sure that your message makes it to Leader safe and sound, sir." Closing the camcorder a few seconds after those final words were stated, the Time Patrol operative looked at the royal with no subjects with an even greater glimmer of respect in his gaze before promptly performing a salute. "Time Patrol is proud to know someone as great as you."
"And yeah, I've totally killed lots of people! 'Cause I'm YOU! You're killed lots of people together, right?!"
She clicked it on. "Can you say that one more time, for the record? I need to prove this is really going down. Not everyone believes what they see on TV nowadays."
To our floaty blue friend, this was almost an impossibility. Didn't she carry several pounds of industrially produced survival rations on her person at all times? Wouldn't she have a government-applied barcode somewhere around her sternum like all humans? The distress emanating from this crystal was just palpable, or it would be if anyone around these parts are able to receive radio transmissions. This was going to be considerably more difficult if he didn't have any other human interests to indulge in...
"WELL. YES. THIS IS. UHH," ߹߶߷ enunciated, "I WAS NOT PREPARED FOR THIS OCCASION. PLEASE DO NOT TAKE THIS THE WRONG WAY BUT I MOSTLY AM HERE BECAUSE I FIND YOU UNUSUALLY ATTRACTIVE AND WANTED TO MEET YOU IN PERSON."
He withdrew the little barcode-reading doohickey back into his mass, and added a little "UNENDINGLY SORRY."
Sidling over to the owl, trying to not draw the ire of Azura just yet, Rhajat leaned in with an evil, leering glare, and asked "Just how many Corrins are we talking, bird?"
"...K-K-K-Kill? You m-mean...like...a living person...?"
The ghost floated there in front of her for a moment, undulating in a needlessly menacing way, before reaching back with its claw-like hands and scratching the back of where its head should be. "...GoooOOOSSSHHHhhhh...Eeeeyyyyeeeee diiidn't think Iiiiii'd scaaaare the liiiiikessss of yyyoooooOOOOUUUU. SSSsSSSSSsssSSSSSSooooorrrrrryyyy...my name's Aooooookoooooo..."
She trailed off, before adding "Say...you know what would be really nice for you to do? Go kill one of these guys while I watch."
He stood up, and then from nothing more than memories of repeating these for all of his earthly life, recited the following in a clear, concise manner:
The Life you have been given is the only one of its kind. Cherish it, Devote it, so that it may not be seen as wasteful.4 The Cold of The World is not to be shunned, but embraced. Though it claws at your hem, do not forsake it, for it is the earthly manifestation of the Frozen Mother.5 The Frozen Mother cast mankind into disparate forms for our enjoyment; do not forsake one for their goddess-given differences.6 Honor thy Mother, Father, Sister, Brother, and All Else as if they were your own. They are, as you are, irreplaceable.7 The False Words spread by heathens, the tongues of madmen, harlots and soothesayers, are a blight on the Frozen Mother's pure white world.8 Do not suffer their blasphemy: rebuke them, drive them out, and do not listen to a word of those who claim the Godhead is Two, not One.9
—The First Book of the Elsites, Chapter 17
"Is it not music in your ears, my goddess Elsa?"
A little bit of an awkward pause. Sure, Bartz was cool...but...
"...So, what's Boko like in your universe, huh?"
"...I must ask, if you don't mind sharing. What exactly is that...round, multi-colored, flying thing that's associated with you?"
"I will be getting paid for this, right? If I'm going to be a real living thing now, that means I need to get paid, right?" After a brief pause, looking at something unseen and unheard off-camera, Ionia stood up, and started to walk out of the frame. "You get one of your leaders out here, or so help m—"
—so a bank account would be necessary, right? That's what humans did.
"Of course I'll...follow you. I'm sure that means just following each other's progress," Ionia said, continuing to power through the fact that she had no idea what she was talking about. "It's nothing to repay someone who could introduce me to such a great idea."
"Now then," Ionia firmly said. "I happen to have been coming up with a little something inspired by all of this mess. Yes, in just a few minutes' time, I've drafted the first movement of a suite, and—"
Well, one, Ionia realized with everyone talking it would've led to her getting shot quite a lot if she played out the bombastic, 31 piece brass orchestral opening.
Two...someone asked a question that Ionia could quickly use to show how intelligent she was!
Turning around to the aging man and the finely aging dungeon fighter, Ionia said "Hmm? Ask what?"
"Well, er, missy, this young lady's dolled up in a costume for...that one girl in the game that I play," Woo replied, adjusting his glasses to see a girl who also seemed to be dressed up like some salaciously-dressed cartoon character. "She doesn't seen to have figured out that, though. Can you explain what a computer game is?"
Sadly, Ionia had never played a computer game.
Happily, Ionia knew that the one girl whose dreams she haunted knew a guy who happened to have played a computer game at least once!
"It's a kind of game you play on a machine," Ionia explained in the smuggest fashion possible, "there's characters and levels and something called a grind. You must do the grind quite a lot in it. Maybe he thinks you're dressed like someone from the game, Ms. Computer Girl."
Ionia quickly turned back to Nosgaloth Something or Otherer, The Guy Who Did Things, and said "By the way...don't you think games the lowest form of entertainment available?"
Slowly, Kenji turned around and took off his backpack, which interestingly enough did not have any graven imagery of Valkyrie on it. Reaching inside, he took out a rolled of fabric of some sort, and a pen. Holding them both out, he politely said "Please sign this." Valkyrie might be able to see her own face on this fabric if she looked past his fingers.
Her own human face, not her own sword face.
Carl turned his head at this; as with all dogs his mental process required him to shift the gears in his head to make them work right, but he was able to understand it well enough. "Thanks and thanks, not even mother mine spake this in me. Dogs is not using the tongue. Ahh...okay, if-ing I know of the right, back to day you step on the Orochi and make him humble? That was of the great!"
"ONLY Through zzeVERal zzzzzucczzezzive GENERATionz of iteratiONz," the copy machine replied, which is a strange sentence to type out. "BUT I WILL TAKE GOOD CARE OF IT! WOW! PrePARing to zzend to all otHER terMINALz." And just like that, the machine scanned the shit out of that autograph, a loud *whhiiiirrrr* as a light passed over the paper.
"tHEY WILL ENJOY thizz. do YOU have any FAMILY YOURZELF?"
Oh, pranking! Okay, that was something he could do a little better! He totally loved pranks! "...H-Heh, that's easy. Let's...let's make these people take things a little less seriously, shall we?"
The question became who here didn't look like they could beat him up. Harley was great and all, she could even fight Batman for a little longer than most humans, but still. Of all the weirdoes around, he looked at the posh, rich-looking teenager and the weird schoolgirl with the long tongue who seemed to like him. A lot. "Hey, how about those two?" He pointed, furtively, at them.
"So, then your goal here should be clear. Either Fukawa or you, Genocider...you must win this. For everyone. For me."
Ionia's Fan Corner
"Maybe you'll be able to play uninterrupted if we go to a different room?" Nosgaloth the Denier of Light, He Who Causes Babes to Weep and Maidens to Lament, helpfully suggested to Ionia. Naturally, by being the fan of the best girl - nay, the best person - in the entire show, Nosgaloth the Denier of Light, He Who Causes Babes to Weep and Maidens to Lament, was concerned that maybe too many people would try to interrupt her while she was playing, and then that would really just sour the whole experience.And wow, did it sure seem like other people realized Ionia was the best too, since they came to her for advice and trusted that she would be the one to give them the correct answer to their questions. The old man and the girl who really needed a sweater didn't hold her attention for long, though, as Ionia was already asking him something.
"Oh uh... well I guess that's true sometimes... but sometimes it's... well you know..." Nosgaloth tried to think of an explanation. "Well it's just that, you know, games can be pretty goo- err, pretty alright. I play Minecraft with the kids sometimes. I think the oldest wants to get into Engineering because of it. So I definitely appreciate what they've done for my family."
Azura's Best Owl Pal
"Oh there's a lot of Corrins!" Feh helpfully replied to Rhajat. "We have Princess Corrin, Prince Corrin, then we have summertime Corrin, she's very cheerful and has the cutest swimsuit, and then New Year's Corrin, he has the most beautiful kimono I've ever seen. There's a lot of everyone! We have a Christmas Rhajat... oh, my mistake, I'm thinking of Tharja, you probably don't know her."Sousuke
"Affirmative," Sousuke agreed with Kaname, speaking softly. "I understand you completely. I was simply... unsure... if you were ready for the next stage of our relationship."He pulled a SIG Sauer P226 out of his pants and held the handgun out for her.
"But you have displayed excellent reasoning, Miss Chidori, and I must therefore agree completely. If I am going to eat your gift, then my hands will be occupied with my chopsticks, so you will need to be ready to shoot anyone who attacks."
Valkyrie
"Okay! Wow it looks just like me!" Valkyrie agreed, happily signing her name to the fabric Kenji offered. "Is this like a blanket? A small... thin blanket... is this cut?" She She started feeling around the backside of her mystery fabric, she could swear it had some sort of opening in the back, as if there were a zipper at the bottom, but she wasn't quite sure.edited 22nd Apr '18 12:06:02 AM by nman
As the fake continued to speak, Tira suddenly started smiling in the most evil way possible, and if this woman knew anything about her, she might start getting really worried. Below the table, she would feel Tira's submachine gun bumping into her leg.
Is that so? If that's the case, let's have a bit of fun.
She leaned in closer, whispering.
I want you to take the gun, and shoot the woman a few tables over, the one who's talking to the music obsessed skeleton. Ionia, her name is. Shoot her and kill her, and I'll accept what you're saying as true. It should be an easy shot for me, right?
edited 22nd Apr '18 1:59:36 AM by Meanken
Did you know this section has a character limit?
Elsa - In Which An Atheist Playing A Presumed Catholic Tries To Make In-Character Points About Religion; Main Hall
It was going relatively well. Love everybody, no matter their differences. Embracing the cold could potentially lead to hypothermia, but as long as it was done in moderation there wasn't much harm to it.
And then came the "Shun the non-believers" part.
Elsa wasn't the most knowledgeable of scripture (she was pretty sure that the Bible required women with magic be put to death, which wasn't comforting during her childhood), but she could tell when something had the capability of inciting a religious war. If she, as their goddess (I hate my life) was to affect any worthwhile change, she'd need to know the full situation before pulling out arguments about the infallibility of scripture.
This might have been the weirdest moment of her entire life.
"So, what is the Godhead?" Elsa asked with a nervous chuckle. "And what sort of false words are spread? After all, you must know what words are false in order to separate them from valid interpretations of your scripture?"
She would rather take a twenty-strong group of suitors vying for her hand than this. At least she could brush that off as somewhat close to normality.
Fear me
Wulfrik
Kill them? Bah. They return as soon as they're killed, leaving not even a corpse to defile in the Dark Gods' name. There is no glory to be had , nothing to sacrifice in thanks.
Rachel
-Cloning me. Right. For what purposes I could guess, so I looked the creep up and down, wondering which morph would best be suited for expressing my opinion of him.-
Clones? Well that's too bad, because I happen to like being the only me around. You can tell your bosses they'll just have to find someone else to copy.
-Grizzly bear, Hork-Bajir or elephant? Hadn't done wolf in a while.-
Flowey - Having fun with his fan
It took all of Flowey's willpower to not roll his eyes at the sorry sight before him. That guy was already so previsible. He was just another loser whose words were bigger than him. Did he seriously expect someone who could kil their parents without blinking to offer kind words to him?
The poor bastard's idol looked at him with pure disdain. "No, I want you to kill a corpse, what else?" He then raised his voice and showed an angry expression. He played up his anger just to freak out the wimp even more. If that pathethic geek could only give fear and meekness, he might as well show it all. "Of course I mean a living person, you idiot! Do you really know who I am? I killed everyone in my world hundreds of time! I have stole the lives of those who called themselves my friends just to see how that felt! One more person dead or alive mean nothing to me."
He then calmed down a bit. When began to speak again, he was less angry and more bitter in tone. "Did you really think I would care about your pet, your stories or your drawings? That's not love. That can't even be called devotion. If you really live only for one person, then you should do everything in your power to make them happy. You should be willing to even sacrifice your short-sighted morals if they order you to do so. If you can't do that," for a moment, Flowey then remembered something that made him felt geniune sadness for a split second, "then why should they even bother with you?" There. If his self-proclaimed biggest fan truly knew his past, he should get the message.
Then, he faked empathy. He gave a superficially friendly smile. "And hey, I'm even giving you the choice. It doesn't have to be human. I know you guys have an easier time killing what doesn't look like you. Anything at least as big as rabbit would do. You just gotta show me proof when you do the deed." The evil plant then gave a meaningful shrug toward the dog and the printer that were talking with Ammy and Issun respectively.
Tenko Chabashira - Encounter with the supernatural
Somehow, the ghost's awkward introduction was enough to dispel some of Tenko's fears. Then again, she has met more than a few odd person since she came here. Even if she was till a bit freaked out, she realized she was being very rude to a fellow girl. She waved her arms in apology.
"No no no, you don't need to apologize! I was the insensivitive one here! Really, it's fine!" She then rubbed her fingers together and gave an awkward smile. "N-Nice to meet you, Aoko. So, how did you learn about me? I can only guess you don't come from my world." The aikido master was pretty sure there weren't any ghosts in her homeworld, even if Kiyo could do a pretty convincing impression of one.
Lucha Libre goddess
Kashin's Tsundere fan corner.
“Oh yeah...sure,” Kaname snapped back to reality. “I wasn’t trying to kiss you or anything... I just saw a fly on your hair. Yeah, that’s it, that’s my story and I am sticking to it.” Sweat would be seen on her forehead.
“Next step?” Kaname blushed. “Oh you mean your gun.” She frowned.
Then when Sousuke handed his gun, she said, “Where did you hide that g–– Nevermind. I should be getting used to it by now.”
She sighed deeply. “You are pushing your luck Sousuke,” Kaname said while raising an eyebrow. The whispered took the gun from him while pressing her lips to her side. “That meal is not going to be wasted. You are going to like it. I’m especially proud of the spicy rice cake.”
“For your information, I managed to practice with that stun gun you gave me.” As she held the gun Kaname only put her index finger inside the opening. ”And then she tried to make it go in circles around her finger like a cowboy would in a movie.
Three shots would be heard as a bullet would go just next to Tira’s head barely missing being lethal. The other two would go near Juri’s and Flowey’s bodies.” Also missing, by a hair of distance, of being lethal shots.
”Please tell me those are your friends...“ Kaname said to Sousuke while trying to grab the gun with her two hands.
Azura––OWL you need is music in your life.
As Azura finished singing she closed her eyes and then blinked twice as if she suddenly remembered she was not alone.
“Thank you for being my audience, Feh ” She leaned slightly to the owl to thank her. “ Singing sets my soul free in a way words never could. ”
Then when FEH explained to Rhajat how there were specific variants of her and Corrin, she said “You mean? They are other people like us and the only difference are the clothes?
Harley––The classic heart attack prank.
“Me Gusta! Ole! ” Harley said to her fan after he said he was from Toledo. “Dennis! I like that. ”Of course we do have Wal–Mart’s silly. They are everywhere!”
Then when Dennis chose their targets she said to him with a grin. ”Excellent choice!” She would then grab Dennis and whisper in his ear her plan. “Ok so we approach them like normal and greet them and then out of nowhere you feign a heart attack, and then you play death. And after they get all worried we show them it was all a joke! Got it?”
Harley would then walk towards Genocider Shou waving at her.
“Hey lady! What’s with the tongue, lady? Are you a half frog or something?” Harley asked Genocider. She glanced at her clothes “ Geez those depressive colors don’t suit you.”
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Make your hearth shine through the darkest night; let it transform hate into kindness, evil into justice, and loneliness into love.
Bartz, Birdcon 2018
"Boko is the best, man," Bartz began. "Did you know he can run around the world without getting tired? I just don't know how he does it. But more than that, he was an important part of the team, and my best friend. We grew up together, and it's kinda weird to even imagine what it'd be like without him. He wasn't really into the whole fighting thing quite as much as it sounds like your version of Boko was, but that doesn't mean he's not awesome. To really sum it up, he's basically the best bro a guy could ask for. Definitely miss that guy right now."
Nue, Insert Appropriate Touhou Reference Here
"Very interesting. To think that my reputation extends to such distant lands, and that Gensokyo is being studied so closely... and own statue, eh? That's flattering, truly!" She grinned.
"Flying thing, you say...?" Nue mused. "Oh, that's right. You must mean my UF Os. God ol' unidentified flying objects. They're a staple of science fiction and they represent... well, the unknown, obviously. Pretty fitting given that I'm the youkai of the unknown, I'm sure you'll agree."
"As for being good and evil... eh, youkai don't really think in those terms," she chuckled. "I mean, I kind of just do what I want to, when I want to. That's always been how I do things."
Calamity is a housewife
Vegeta - AKA, "What the hell else do you want me to say to you?"
The prince of all Saiyans tensed up again at Rifregereta ruining his moment of introspection.
"You'd better, you gaudy lizard! And you make sure he sticks to his guns and never gives up his pride! Understand?"
He hated, truly, having to entrust his son to one of Frieza's kin, but who else could he have told that to?
"Now, is that all? Or am I expected to humor you more?"
He seemed to have regained enough confidence to be his old, arrogant self again.
"Shake the dust." - Anis Mojgani
Vampire Hunter
Chun-Li, Meeting Anna
Chun-Li leaned into tape recorder, looking at Anna as if she was rethinking about considering Anna to be a sane choice. "Um, I enjoyed the time I had with Aria."
Juri, Meeting— Getting Shot At! What The Hell?
"Well. we could get some cere—" Juri was about to say to ߹߶߷ when someone just barely missed shooting her, which led to her standing up and looking around for whoever tried to shoot her. "WHAT THE HELL?!?! WHO DID THAT?!?!"
Wizard Needs Food Badly
"I'll be sure to have your son get this safe and sound, sir!" Snapping a brisk salute with a straightened back, the golden lizard man continued to stare at Vegeta with determination for a few more moments before sheepishly responding with a reply that the Prince probably wouldn't like. "Well, I can't actually go anywhere until the whole event is done so I'll just continue to etch your glorious visage into my memories and take advantage of this moment while I can."
"Wait so you summon multiple versions of the same me as well as other people and the only differences are that they come with different clothes and weapons? And I come in a swimsuit..." Pausing for a moment for her brain to parse a few statements, the girl tilted her head slightly to the side in abject confusion as she heard something that was probably a mistake. "Wait hold on... PRINCE Corrin? There's a version of myself as a... man? With all the... details that entails?"
"I know exactly what a computer is. I just never heard of anyone playing games on them before." Huffing at the fact that she was now being tagteamed by a smug girl and a decrepit geezer that lost a few marbles, the woman placed her hands on her hips while showing off the combat outfit that didn't really look like it could take much field action but actually could. Though at the very the very least from a more meta perspective she wasn't wearing her old outfit. Or came from another Korean MMO. By all accounts, DFO was rather more on the tamer side of that particular subset of game genres.
"I do know what grinding is though. All Adventurers have to know how to grind really good to be in their best condition- or failing that know someone that can grind for them. Weapons maintenance is a must in environments that are inherently hostile after all and a know how of grinding is necessary even if it is just the basics." Mistaking their gamer lingo (that they don't even know much about) with something else, the woman nodded. "You also have to know how to grind if you pick a Profession that deals a lot with herbs and such like an Alchemist."
Breath of the Sun
Ammy and Issun
Amaterasu barked back.
"Yes, Orochi was quite the formidable foe. In fact, I had to slay him thrice - twice upon the mortal plain, and once upon the Ark of Yamato - but in the end, A demon shall always fall." Her serene smile didn't waver, even as she spoke of her trials. Then her head tilted. "You know much of my exploits, then. I am curious... do they still tell the legends of Susano and Nagi as well? After all, they both landed a fatal blow against Orochi."
Issun heard the trainwreck that was the doggy communication, but found it too hilarious to step in. So instead he sat down on the copy machine, and pondered the question.
"...yeah." He said at last. "My gramps, Old Man Ishaku. He was the Celestial Envoy before me. He told me, once, that I was a better Envoy than he could ever be. Y'know, I didn't even want this job at first? Heh. How things change..."
What is so amusing about this? Why do you take lives? How can you forget?
Calamity is a housewife
Vegeta - Being stared at
The Saiyan scoffed, now having returned to being one-hundred percent a haughty prince, and mumbled angrily.
When he finally faced Rifregereta, he was giving him his best stink eye. If his aura were any fiercer, his body language any more intense, he'd go Super Saiyan in an instant.
"Fine then. We'll wait it out."
"Shake the dust." - Anis Mojgani
Fehnomenal
"Oh it's not just their clothes! They have different histories, sometimes they're older or younger, and a lot of the time they wind up using different weapons!" Feh excitedly explained to Azura (and Corrin). "Some Azuras have axes... a lot of Azuras have axes. There's one with a pretty Pegasus. They're all great, I love all Azuras!""Oh yeah! Prince Corrin is soooo dreamy," Feh added to Corrin. "When he has those cute sandals, his Hama Ya, and his mother's Kimono, it's almost like I can see the fireworks in my head! And I just met his daughter last week, little Kana is such a cute dragon. But that water breath of hers is a real scary attack." Feh raised her wings up to her eyes as if spooked. "Oh! When I saw her, I saw another Shigure, he had a really big Naginata and a beautiful Pegasus. I guess he spent too much time with his aunt Hinoka too, otherwise he'd sing just like you, Azura."
Sousuke
"Miss Chidori!" Sousuke exclaimed, trying to wrestle the gun out of Kaname's grasp."My apologies, Miss Han," he replied when Juri started being all... Juri. "It was merely a... training incident."
Lucha Libre goddess
Sosuke’s Mithril sponsored Fan corner .
“It’s not my fault. I thought you had left the safety on!” Kaname shouted with a frown as she let Sosuke take the gun from her. “And now you don’t trust me?”
Kaname looked at Juri giving her an innocent smile as she was sweating from her brow. “Yeah, please forgive him. You know how Sousuke likes to solve everything by using guns and explosions. ”
The whispered crossed her arms. “I wouldn’t have so much trouble if you hadn’t left, Sousuke. —“So aren’t you going to eat the food I made for you?”
Kaname took a paper fan she had hanging on her waist. The teenager then used the fan to hit her other hand, as if she was a police man about to hit an angry mob with her club. “I had to stay all night baking it, so you better enjoy it or else—”
Azura— Not enough orbs for OWL alts.
“I hope these other versions of me are better and not worse than me.” She looked down at the floor. “What if there was someone like me, but didn’t have the hope you inspired on me, Corrin?” Azura asked. “I was in a dark place before I met you. I wouldn’t be able to see myself trying to hurt you or others.”
Then when FEH mentioned male Corrin Azura blushed, “I think you would look handsome as a man, Corrin.”
“Shigure? I don’t think I‘ve met him. But that is a lovely name. If I ever had a son, I would name him just li—”. Wait you don’t mean the Shigure you met is my... No, it couldn’t be!“ Azura opened her eyes wide open while putting her right hand on her mouth.
edited 4th May '18 8:28:04 PM by FallenLegend
Make your hearth shine through the darkest night; let it transform hate into kindness, evil into justice, and loneliness into love.
Really, if they were going to enjoy music, they probably should do it in private. "Then, let's go upstairs. Nobody is around there right now, and—"
And someone shot at her. Great.
She roughly grabbed the gun from Tira Prime's hands, and said "No sweat! I could kill skimpy orchestral weirdoes all day! Now watch this!"
While cackling loudly, she pulled the trigger and didn't let go until the boom booms stopped coming out of the shoot-pipe. Most of the bullets hit the ceiling, a few hit the balconies, one passed near Ionia's head and one came really close, but ended up getting lost somewhere within her voluminous curls.
Ionia reached up to the side of her head, and grasped at her now badly damaged hairdo. Skipping surprise and going straight to anger, Ionia looked at Tira and...Tira, and scowled deeply. "Nosgaloth, my friend...do you mind going back to work for a little bit? I see two babes who need to weep some more."
Not-Tira looked happy with the result, but as two more bullets came towards Tira from the Japanese girl over there, she looked over at Yes-Tira and said "Hey, got more bullets for this thing? Lemme shoot at that other girl, too!"
Think about it. Four Corrins.
That's as many as two pairs of Corrins. Each one the same wonderful person, except all slightly different. Even a Corrin that's a guy was the same special thing.
Wait...those were just the ones Feh knew.
Oh my god.
Five Corrins.
One of them was even wearing a swimsuit.
Rhajat's mind was simply gone by then. There was only a fatty organ in her head that existed to process and refine Corrins.
Her dark grimace remained as dark as ever, but she seemed oddly still to the outside observer for a while there. Eventually, she sidled up to the owl once again, and asked "Say...what works must I do to come back with you? As a mere hypothetical. I'm sure you understand."
Kenji didn't try to take it away from her or anything, he just did something close to a smile and said "Th-thanks, you too..."
"...No, you must know the Holy War we have been fighting against the so-called True Elsites of the Twin Divinities," he said, his tongue practically recoiling in disgust as he named his foe. "They have been fighting us and we fighting them for much longer than I have been a disciple of Your church, my goddess. The first, and largest claim, is that your goodness is divided between two...yourself, and the Holy Sister, Anna, also as a goddess."
"They say you are two beings of the same soul, sisters, mother and daughter, lovers...all forms of bond, but truly, mentioning this mere fact is making my stomach curl. Elsa...in my infinite weakness, I must ask of you: why haven't you sent these heretics to their final deaths yet?"
"Well, Wulfy...I'm sure there's...something else we can do to pass the time."
However, when Flowey's life was in danger, as a couple bullets almost turned him into a fresh salad...something broke on the inside of this impressionable young kid's head.
He looked over at Kaname, and said "Does that one count?"
".......WwwweeeeEEEEEeeeEELLL, I thiiiink that I heeeaaaaarrrrd aaaabboooouuuut YOOOOUUUU baaaack then 'caaaauuuusee of the kiiiillliiiiing gaaaaaaaameeeessss..." Aoko produced something like a shrug. "Yooooouuurrrsssss waaaaaaas reeaaaaaalllyyyy coooooooooool..."
"...Thaaaaaaaat'sssssss why I entereeeeeed miiiiiiiiiiiine, 'caaaaauuuuuse yooooouuuuurs was thaaaaat coool."
"...I looooooooooosssst by the waaaaaayyyy..."
oh god this girl's name was genocider, Dennis thought to himself, but he was going to be steadfast! For Harley's sake. Before this rich snob could issue the kill order, he butted in. "Hey! Genocider? I 'ardly know her!" Dennis would've spun his bowtie if it had that feature, as he looked at the now baffled rich guy and the undoubtedly angry tongue girl. "I'm just getting started! I'm..."
And then he started to dramatically clutch at the right side of his chest. His eyes bulged out as much as they could, and he started grunting "Oh...my...my heart...I think I'm having a heart attack, ouch..."
Byakuya looked at the man, and in a voice that was completely foreign to Jack-Jill-Shou-Syo, said "Oh my god, dude, are you alright?"
He almost couldn't believe it, and he really couldn't believe it when it felt like everyone started shooting each other in this room. Unlike the average nutjob of a fan, Chocobilly could turn himself away from hero worship and dementia long enough to ask Bartz "Hey...uhh, should we be here? It's getting kind of hectic..."
She seemed content with this revelation for all of a moment, before she looked confused. "...Hold. If they're symbols of the unknown, but you just told me what they are...are they truly unknown anymore?"
"We've got this problem with these asshole trolls who keep saying "nuh uh thats not canon" and "dude they just kissed once," she said with a deep, mocking tone, "but now I've got proof! And they're gonna see it on TV too, so, thank you!"
"WHOM DARE," the crystal said, his text-to-speech becoming garbled and glitchy. "I SEE TWO INDIVIDUALS WITH POWDER-BASED FIREARMS WHO DID IT WAS IT THE GIRL OR THE CLOWN GIRL." ߹߶߷ then projected two beams of light, one at Not-Tira and one at Kaname.
What exactly did this woman mean by grinding? What did he mean by modern times? What was...oh no. Dong Woo looked away from Ranka, and towards...well, pretty much everything. Flaming skeletons! Giant birds! Talking flowers! All of this chaos struck him like a smooth criminal, and he looked at Ranka, trembling slightly.
"...Where am I, Miss?"
"WHAAAAT a coinZIDENCE," CopyPro said, "I HAD the zzzzame FEELingzzz about being a coPY MACHINE. I WANTED TO BE A 3D PRINTER WHEN I GRew up...but...it'ZZ OKAY? WE BOTH DO OUR joBZZZ well?"
edited 6th May '18 1:00:18 PM by wikkit
Flowey - Finally found the breaking point
Inwardly, the evil flower scoffed at the whimper let out by the kid he was trying to pressure into murder. Seems like he was just as spineless as he tought. The small plant was about to speak out his disdain when he was rudely interrupted by a bullet nearly putting a nice hjole trough him. Needless to say, he was startled. After a second regaining his bearing, he scowled toward the source. If anything, he was made even angrier by the fact that the one who almost killed him was just another dumb teen playing around with a weapon. Then the idiot he was talking to finally said something interesting.
He was volunteering. He wanted to kill the girl who couldn't be older than him. All because she almost accidentaly hurt his idol. A manic grin appeared on Flowey's face. "Heh," he barely was hiding his joy as he spoke, "she's a good start. Tell you what, I'm even going to lend you my help on this. Knock her dead, kiddo." He then sent out his vines, still hidden underground, toward the direction of the girl and her boyfriend so he could intercept any attempt to protect herself. After all, the only forbidden action was hitting the fans directly, wasn't it?
Tenko Chabashira - Reaching the truth
Meanwhile, another teenage girl was managing to mostly calm down as she waited for an explanation. She figured that after all, getting scared by a ghost was pretty silly at this point. After all, she just escaped from a murder game led by a killer teddy bear. Surely nothing could be more terrifying than that, right?
However, she took her opinion back when she listened to Aoko's reason for liking the aikido master. Once again, she became horrified, tough it was a more potent fear than the simple state of shock she had upon meeting the paranormal. She wasn't sure she got the full meaning behind the specter's words but she surely didn't like anything she understood. Mainly the implications about the killing game and what it mean to a .
"Wha..." She fearfully stammered. A large part of her didn't want to ask anymore questions. Somehow, she knew that she would regret learning about whatever awful truth was behind the Ultimates's torment. But she remembered what those torments where for. What she and the rest of her comrades swore when Keede united them. That they would learn the truth about the mastermind and defeat them. For everyone's sake, she had to do this. So the Ultimate Aikido aster mustered all of her courage and interogated the ghostly girl. "The killing game is cool? You entered? You lost? Wha-What do you mean?" Inwardly, she prayed that the answer would not be the horrifying revelation she dreaded.
edited 7th May '18 2:33:04 AM by Alecoene
Fear me
Wulfrik
-Wulfrik looks the girl over. Her desires are becoming increasingly transparent, but the gods saw fit to remove such pulsions from their champion when they gifted him with fully enclosing armor, all the better to concentrate on fighting and killing. And were it possible, his nethers would belong to Nurgle rather than Slaanesh by now.-
Yes. Drinking. The gild on the cage.
Rachel
-I stood up, growing taller by the second as I focused on the bear. Rough brown hair erupted from my lengthening arms and shoulders, spreading down my back while my jaws elongated into a muzzle. Then came my favorite part, my teeth growing and sharpening while my fingernails grew into claws that could disembowel an elk. The creep fuzzied as my eyes changed, and I had to bend my head down to keep him in sight. Then I put two grizzly paws on either of his shoulders.-
<Bob? The answer is still no.>
"..." Seeing just how much off the rails her event had become as of this point in time due to her stalker fan now in a fantasy that was probably not safe for most to even think about thanks to a talking owl, Corrin did the only thing she could do in this situation. Hold her hands in her palms and let out a long drawn-out groan as the sheer embarrassment caused her hidden face to flush.
"You are in... well, I don't know where we are exactly but you're in a large dwelling compound that can breach the walls of space-time to imprison people from different worlds so they can participate in a strange game for the entertainment of invisible audiences. It's like gladiatorial fighting, save for the fact we can't die permanently so our suffering is prolonged."
Due to being raised in the literal mountains by an old man for most of her young life up until the cusp of young adulthood had been reached, the woman was rather blunt with her words considering the fact she had spent the majority of her time learning how to be a superhuman freak of nature so as to punish the monsters from rampaging among the land. She had power above most mortals yes, but as a result tact was something the fighter was sorely lacking in. That and feminine modesty.
"Ah, so that is where this current you is on the timeline. You have many good surprises to look forward to then, Vegeta-san." A certain sort of cheerfulness could be felt despite the fact the facial expressions never changed on the clansman's face, even as he ruffled around what appeared to be an album titled Time Patrol Memories. Taking out another picture, he handed over what appeared to be a photograph of Trunks with great respect.
"Your son is doing rather well as the head of Time Patrol operatives and personal assistant to Chronoa, the Supreme Kai of Time. He sorely wishes to be able to meet up with you once more but such actions would affect the timeline a lot more than if his other versions would do so he is rather saddened by this fact." The golden alien responded quite humbly, even as he took out a video camera from his person. "If you could give him a message, he'd be rather delighted. Leader is hard working but too stubborn sometimes."