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7 mos ago
Current Back on my "pining for fictional women" shtick!
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8 yrs ago
If I owe you a post, it's coming! Been a very busy week but finally settling down!
8 yrs ago
The adult in me says sleep, the kid in me wants to play NieR. The kid's winning D:
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8 yrs ago
youtube.com/watch?v=7RzA_Oom.. All of my yes. Love this theme <3
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8 yrs ago
If you've not had a chance to watch "Your Name" yet, highly recommend!

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I'll PM you a summary of whats going on, and a brief overview. In the meantime can you post that in the Characters tab? Just makes it easier to keep track of :)
By the by that CS looks good now Chukkle!
"All I can do at this point is try to improve the future for you. The past is said and done, it's out of my hands. Regrets, indecision, mistakes, regardless of what happened nothing I do now can change those. All we can do is look forward." It was all he could do to make this up to Viral. It wasn't simply guilt that propelled Vegeta forward either, though it certainly existed; for all Viral did, for all he'd endured, he deserved better treatment. They spoke one way and acted another, praising him yet treating him like some fragile being. In some ways he had been as of late with his degrading health and yet now that he was healing he deserved to be treated better, given more liberties. "So you beat some soldiers, including an Elite, and yet you say you're weak? That seems to be the exact opposite," Vegeta mused, pushing himself up from the table, "I know Yumi is concerned about you, but I'd never assume she pities you. She knows perhaps better than I do what you're capable of, and she knows you can handle yourself in battle. Perhaps I should take notes from her for a change..." With that thought he left to prepare a meal, hoping Viral could sit long enough to wait.

"T-This isn't even a fight anyways! You're just tackling me!" Takeshi retorted, laughing as Shu commented on his losing his clothes. "I'm not stripping you, you know! Don't get any ideas!" Last thing he needed was this little kid running around in his underpants, he'd have some serious explaining to do! Finally managing to turn the tables a bit Takeshi rolled himself over, pinning down Shu and smirking triumphantly. Not knowing what more to do, and still trying to break free, he began to tickle at his brother's sides, hoping it might loosen his grip. "What's wrong squirt? You didn't want me getting away!" he taunted, keeping a grip on Shu's shirt as he went on, "Now you want to get away?" This was fun, they really never just clowned around like this did they? Taking pity perhaps on his sibling's plight the older boy finally released his brother, watching him as he rolled away and crouched, sticking out his tongue childishly. "It's all fair in a fight! You want to hold onto me? Then I'm gonna do what I can to get away!"




Saving a bunch of Beastmen had been one of the more recent highlights of her life. Yumi still felt proud for what they had done, and even if the transition was proving to be difficult for them she felt they had a better life now. Free from the Saiyans, and free from Korian's rule, much to his chagrin, the Beastmen were being allowed to decide for themselves where they went. Some of them settled down and were adjusting to their new lives while others opted to continue fighting. The latter group was off with Kai, Choi and Kabocha right about now taking on some mission, something light for them to get their feet wet. She'd have gone if she could have yet she'd been volunteered for a more local job. Was it fending off invaders? Fighting some vicious local monster? Nope. Something was making the reservoir by the city dirty and they had been asked to go and clean it up. Or Aito had, and she and Viral were volunteered to accompany him for some reason. Not that she minded doing this, but given her last job this was awfully boring by comparison.

"I hope they're going to be okay on their mission. That's a lot of people to have to watch out for," Yumi thought aloud, glancing out the window of their vehicle as it rolled along the streets. That Eris woman had gone along with their friends along with 4 other Beastmen. While all of them were keen on fighting they had no idea how capable any of them were, all the more reason they'd gone to take on a relatively easy job. Leaning back into her seat she let out a soft sigh, folding her arms and one leg over the other. "Why do you need help running tests on water again? I don't even know the first thing about this sort of work," she asked with a look to Aito, "Wouldn't Vegeta be a better assistant here? It's not that I don't mind helping, we're happy to help. But... I don't get why us?" Viral was intelligent too but she'd never known him to be terribly scientific. She could look at water and probably even smell what was wrong with it, but that didn't mean she'd know what it was or how to fix it. That sort of work was well beyond her ability.

"I figured it's not a bad idea to expose you two to a bit of science. Knowledge is a good thing," Aito answered, smiling knowingly as he eased the vehicle down a maintenance road, "And the work is quite simple really. We just put the water into some tubes, add chemicals and, if the water changes colors, we know whats in it." They had the same process back on Earth actually though the chemicals the Uuonians used were a bit different. Pollution aside he had brought Yumi and Viral along for a wholly different reason altogether, one he'd yet to tell them. When studying the samples brought to him he'd noticed some irregularities, traces of what almost appeared to be bacteria. When examined however the cells began to join together, becoming a noticeable blotch on the petri dish and even beginning to grow. Had he not sent a current through it to kill whatever it was he'd have had a potential problem on his hands. Simply put something more than simple pollution was taking place here, and bringing along a few extra bodies to potentially deal with a threat wasn't such a bad idea. That and he'd rather have company, working along could be so dull.

Warped metal, it just so happened he had precisely the tool for the job. Having to fix numerous dents on both the hull of the ship and on the deck he'd brought along a magnetized clamp, and such a device was precisely what Cecil needed right now. Digging through the bags on the back of his vehicle Norman looked down at Amuné when she came over. He expected something when she adopted an uneasy stance yet not her claiming guilt for the Machina's condition. Wyth had done it then? He supposed that was probable, a moorcat had an awful lot of power behind its paws. "Of course I can fix him. I've fixed Machina in far worse condition than he is, he'll be fine. All of his wounds are on the outside it seems, plus he's a bit shaken. Things will be just fine, don't you worry."

"Yes, though... Maybe saying you'll feel a pinch is wrong. Pinch means skin... Come to think of it this is difficult to explain what you'll feel," Norman mused, tilting his head to the side in thought, seemingly deeply trouble by that. "A warping sensation? That makes no sense. Perhaps a tugging sensation? I suppose that works, though I'm not certain if your sensors react to that kind of feeling. Hm... I suppose we'll find out. All you need to know is it's painless and it'll fix that dent of yours in seconds." Adjusting the clamp itself to properly fit his skull Norman eased it over Cecil's hair, letting the pads settle down before starting to lower the magnet itself. Easing it into the dent he felt it snap to the piece of the Machina, slowly starting to turn the handle again to fix him.

Just like that Cecil's head was fixed, the metal of his skull popping back into place with a soft snap and settling right back as it was. Satisfied that it was finished Norman brushed a fingertip over it just once to check for any more damage, giving Cecil a pat on the shoulder. "See my friend? Good as new! Just a small dent, it seems it wasn't deep enough to come in contact with anything, just superficial as I said." Folding the clamp up he slipped the handle beneath the band of his tool belt, dusting off his hands on his already sodden shirt. "Something to show me? Well then let's see it, in just a second though." Amuné was back, and she looked like she was awfully nervous again. So she wanted to go over in detail what had brought this about, that was fair enough. It was best he hear about it anyways so he could figure out if Cecil needed further attention or not.

"Strange... So he seemed to just... Go blank, as you said? And he attacked those men?" That was unusual, and a very rare occurrence. It did happen, occasionally a Machina's programmed personality would shut down leaving a 'blank state' as Amuné had described it. Generally speaking though they went about their task regardless, rarely did they lash out as Cecil supposedly had. Considering he was a combat Machina it wasn't unreasonable to assume that was his job, yet something still tickled him the wrong way. "I can certainly try. Thank you Amuné, I'll be sure to do my best." He wasn't expected back in Orosi for a little while yet anyways, in fact he wasn't even expected at the ship for a few more hours. What was 20 minutes checking up on an old friend?

"So then Cecil, now that we both know everything that happened, why don't we try figuring out why it happened. Amuné said you went blank for a moment there, and in a way it almost sounds similar to how we lose consciousness." Sometimes a warrior on the battlefield could fight on despite that, running purely on adrenaline. Yet Cecil was a Machina, he didn't possess that quality. So what had brought it about? Taking a seat on the back of the cart beside Cecil, the engineer placed his hands in his lap and slouched down slightly. "My initial guess is you defaulted to your original programming. You're a combat model, so you did exactly what you were designed to do. Normally I'd like to leave it at that, but something doesn't quite add up." Norman frowned as he sat upright, looking up towards the sky as he rubbed at the back of his head. "Typically a Machina has to be shut down completely and rebooted to reinitialize their personality properly. By the sounds of it though you just kind of... Faded, which suggests there may have been a glitch. Can you recall what you experienced then? Describe it to me as best you can."

Nymira was glad to have her daggers back, it meant going on she'd be able to defend herself. And she supposed in some small way it was nice running into Norman again, even if his droning on about his toys bored her to tears. Pleasant as it all was she would prefer to keep moving however and only remained silent on the matter since Cecil required attention. She hardly hid her displeasure though, frowning as her fingers drummed on her arm rhythmically. Getting further away from town would be ideal, especially if guards were already coming after them. Seeing as Cecil and Norman were quite busy however she knew they had some time yet before they began moving, meaning sitting still was their only option. Considering their guide Geoffrey was waiting as well she couldn't quite forge ahead on her own.

"Geoffrey was it...? I still don't quite understand why you agreed to take us to our destination, but I suppose I should thank you," the Dimuran said, glancing over at him and Zander, "Name your price once we arrive and its yours. Considering my retainers' navigation leaves a lot to be desired there's something invaluable about someone who knows their way around." He'd already proven himself more capable than Zander, and far less bothersome even with that accent of his. If not perhaps for the healer's saving grace being just that, his ability to heal, she'd have argued to leave him be. Perhaps they still could leave him in the next town, that should keep him safe from vindictive guards. "I have to ask as well, that bow... You're a marksman? I've not seen any of your people wielding one yet," Nymira said thoughtfully as she looked down at her hand, listing off with fingers as she recalled, "I've seen swords, lances, spears. The strange weapons those men earlier used. But no bows. I was beginning to think Murans were incapable."
My turn again then xD
"Better late than never?" Vegeta offered lamely, sighing as he rubbed at his head, "I was wrong and I was ignorant. Nothing I do or say now will make up for that or change how you feel. All I'm doing is acknowledging it, hoping I can improve for you." It was a sorry excuse and it sounded like he was only trying to defend himself with that, he knew that much. Offering anything more now would only be excuses and making promises would fall on empty ears, the only way to make amends was through his actions. He could at least start with a hot meal for Viral, he figured, help replenish his brother's strength after the battle. "I'll see what her take is on this, after you eat. You know as well as I do that she'll probably say you did most of it," Vegeta retorted, smiling slightly, "If you don't wake then I'll refrigerate the food until later, that's all. For now though rest up." With that he went off to the kitchen to prepare the meal, figuring Viral might enjoy some kebabs for a change.

"F-Fight? You call this fighting?" Takeshi asked between laughs, rolling to try and get Shu off of him, "You're crazy buddy if you think this is fighting, you know!" Unable to just get Shu away outright he did the only thing he could at this point, grab him by the shirt and try to pry him off. While he managed to partially separate his brother his tail had a vice-like grip on his foot, and after some clambering he grabbed an arm again. "You don't wear shoes, so why wear shirts?" Takeshi teased, finding himself unable to free himself like this. Giving up promptly on that he rolled again and tried to pin Shu under him, using his free hand to try and tickle at his brother's sides. "I'm gonna make you regret holding onto me! You're gonna pee your pants!"
Also I need to clarify something else. Kedo is the Air Saint, while Edos is the Luminous Saint, or the one associated with healing.

This is why we don't write/discuss ideas at 3 am children :P
I hate to be a stickler chukkle, but I slept on it and I think you do need to find a new image, if you're going to play a Divined. The description for them has them far different from that image, that looks more Muran or Ydran even.
Sure can! All I ask is that you make a CS, and take a brief look at some stuff on the front page, so you know how things work. Feel free to ask me any questions :)
There, a second Adelon post today xD Suddenly we're chugging along!

And the next town we'll be stopping at is Warren :3
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