Honestly, I have a similar idea, but just as one of many things my potential civ would have; Artificial Wombs require electricity, which means Nuclear if you don't want to use coal.
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Flashback
Marit went straight from one queue to another, from lining up for ten lashes to lining up for disinfection and verbal lashing from Doc Yuri. All for want of a shower, which was still on the schedule and now with an increased priority. She hung back in the queue a little bit as her previous position would place her behind her roommate, an astech Marit didn’t remember which ‘Mech she was assigned to, but she vividly remembered decking the smaller woman. Best let her cool off first. Her new place put her directly behind another victim of splash damage. ”You too, huh?” She asked Family Man in the same tone someone casually comments on the weather.
Raven Rivers nodded at that, having already put his shirt back on after disinfection, carefully looking away from Marit because he was a married man, damnit. He then responded, “Probably what I needed to clear my head.”
Leveraging the fact that he was the older person here, he would request, “I should probably wait till you shower for us to talk; practical reasons. That said, the Colonel called me out on my skewed priorities earlier; we agreed that once this is over, retiring is an option for me.”
He smiled faintly, even though Marit would not be able to see it, “Let’s talk in the cafeteria in an hour and fifteen minutes; I need to gather my thoughts in my quarters. Assuming you want to, of course.”
”Works for me. Win like this calls for a celebration anyway.” Just not like this. Whatever Ziska thought, this was not the way to go about it.
Present time
Marit sat down with a cup in front of her, looking at it like a holy relic. Coffee. It was terrible, but it was available. Beggars can’t be choosers. Improvement or not, they were still squatting in a junkyard. ”That was needed to clear your head? Ever heard of hobbies?” She joked, taking a sip of the life-giving liquid and burning her tongue. Probably a blessing, given the coffee’s taste.
Raven mused as he sipped his own cup, “I cook when I have supplies and Katrina isn’t the one doing it; I love cooking but… We’re currently in a crisis - I can’t spend my time cooking when we have a campaign to win and a people to rescue from liars and bullshitmongers who dared to wear our face and use my voice without my consent.”
As quickly as the anger spiked, it faded to be replaced by relaxation, a breath that signaled that he was letting go, and he spoke, “But to be honest, I do need hobbies; I can’t think of war all the time.”
Tilting his head slightly towards her, Raven asked, “So, what about you? What do you do to pass the time? With me, it was doing household chores with Katrina together and listening to Andrew boast about his ambitions and how he was going to earn us all a Noble’s landhold…”
Marit choked back her coffee. ”Gotta start small, right?” Not that her family and entire mercenary company’s generational dream of free Rasalhague wasn’t the exact same one-in-trillion pipe dream. ”These days it’s mostly cards. Not much else you can do with what we have available, certainly haven’t seen any backgammon boards laying around. I’ve started pestering my techs about Archie a while before the shitshow really kicked off. Might as well know what’s under me.
But you’re right, can’t think about work all the time. Blessed be us rookies, I just go where the Colonel tells me and do what Ingrid says while there.” On the other hand, keeping his mind on the job could be a good distraction if not taken too far. That was how radio outbursts happen. ”That, and I like to imagine the Fists' faces when they get the news about our recent stunt. Would love to be a fly on that wall.
Wondering what’s next. Feels like we’re coming out of the shadows a little with ComStar clearing us.”
Raven smiled, one of the first times he had done so since this entire crisis started and said, “Greatness or death or both; not to sound like Andrew, but we’ve got something good here - A story that has reached a point where even total and complete failure would be so epic, people will be talking about it as far as, well, Rasalhague for at least a decade. The Captain is a fanboy of the Eridani Light Horse; there’s a non-zero chance they’d be reading about what we do today in Espia… If we do things right.”
He grinned, showing his teeth, “And if we do things super-right and win, then keep fighting, then the sky is the limit.”
”You and I have vastly different definitions of ‘good’. ‘Better than before’ we can talk about.” She returned the smile, ”I suppose if one has to die, it’s better to burn out than to fizzle away, just in case mom’s right.” Hel sounded like a boring afterlife.
”But we’ve got a good hand on the big-picture controls, or hand-and-a-half, and minor character defects aside, if Ingrid told me she had a plan to walk across the sea, I’d at least hear her out. I’m not worried about us.” The Colonel hasn’t put a foot wrong yet, and despite some setbacks, a very good backer just fell into their lap on her own. Add on top the fact that they’ve just reduced the expected Crimson Fists strength by a third and marit was feeling pretty confident if their sole goal was to get their people, liberate a ship and get the fuck off Espia. It was that which worried her. The folks in Tie Shan and biting off more than they could chew.
A nod as Raven’s smile held, as he responded, “We technically don’t have any responsibility towards the people here. Technically. After all, we’re not friends, maybe even less than that. One wrong step and we’d even be enemies. Nor is it our job to ensure that every petty tyrant and inhumane despot gets their just deserts.”
The implications of that statement, his specific phrasing, were given a few seconds to settle before the middle-aged soldier said, “Nevertheless, I feel uncomfortable leaving an enemy behind our rear and a people who’d resent us as catspaws of the Capellans who added to our offense by being cowards who left them to be crushed by someone who is our enemy anyway. Add that to the fact that the Crimson Fists and Heavenly Sword are backed by forces from outside that we do not know the full details of, and could potentially give those assholes reach beyond this planet, so I think it’s best we don’t leave any loose ends.”
He then mused, “That, and I want to make sure no one uses my voice for a frame-up ever again…”
”Do we want to piss off mysterious puppeteers by messing with their evil plans more than we need to?” Marit countered with the opposite viewpoint, ”As far as I know, their problem with us - before we embarrassed them, that is - was that we were in the way. And the Heavenly Sword hates us because we understand economics and they don’t, but they’re a non-concern. If we don’t put them in the dirt, whoever is pulling the strings behind this will as soon as they don’t need them.” People like that were not a good thing to have on a planet you have plans for. ”As for the locals? They already hate us. Not that I can blame them. But they want our ‘Mechs, not us. If there are any FPA left alive and able to resist after Portveyn went up in flames. Lesson in decentralizing I guess. So does it matter how much they don’t like us?” She shrugged.
Raven closed his eyes and pursed his lips, as if to give it deep thought. He then opened them and said, “I know this won’t earn me any fans from you or them, but it does to me. I know they probably hate my guts because my voice was used by the people who killed their kin, as well as other offenses, but we’re not the sort of mercs without a conscience; the Colonel won’t be proud of us if we were. We’re not saving them out of affection or pity or because we don’t hate back - I don’t yet, but it’s a possibility - we’re saving them because it’s the right thing to do, it leaves us with a secure rear and one less dedicated foe who is petty enough to pursue us to the death because we embarrassed them, and because I do not envision the Colonel as someone who wants a guilty conscience or loose ends.”
He then sighed, “I was a founding member of the Green Knights, and before that, I fought beside the Colonel as part of the FedSuns during the Third Succession War. We decided to be mercs not for the money but because the Kell Hounds were better and more honorable warriors than even our own professional troops. Our Colonel has earned his reputation by being the very opposite of an opportunistic coward or someone who does not clean up after himself. So if one argument does not appeal, the other, more pragmatic one should.”
”There’s some good arguments there, I’ll give you that.” She concurred. Yes, the main reason she was there was because the Colonel took a chance on someone with a blank CV, but the main reason she approached the Green Knights was their reputation. ”On the other hand, I was raised to look after my own people first. Everyone else is just a welcome bonus. Would it be nice if we could help? Of course it would. After our people have been taken care of.” Marit was one of the lucky ones, ‘only’ having friends in Tie Shan, not family, but that didn’t change the fact that if something happened to them while the free Knights were off solving other peoples’ problems, that would be a hard one to live with. Not that she was about to bring that up directly, Raven needed everything but being reminded of that.
”Either way we’ll need to clean up around here at least a little bit, whether for us or for them.” She shrugged. The time to be allowed to leave, if there ever was one, was three missions and a few weeks gone. ”Good thing we got some new gear, even if the salvage is going to cost us an arm and a leg. You thinking of any upgrades?”
Raven smiled again, responding with, “A PPC; retooling my Shadow Hawk into that sniper model.”
Then he followed up with, “As for what you said earlier, how else can we bust open Fort Tie Shan and get our friends and families out if not by getting help? As it is, it’s local help that’s already getting us our upgrades, isn’t it?”
A pause before he continued, “Confession to make, I actually complained to the Colonel about how the rest of you seemed to be callous about the locals and their plight. He told me to have faith in you guys, that he recruited you all because he recruits people who are not sociopaths. To be honest… You convinced me he’s right and that I should have faith in you all. More to the point, I should have talked it over instead of assuming.”
”We have our moments.” Marit smiled before turning back to look where Tarak’s Phoenix Hawk was towering above the scrap piles, ”Ignore that.” They had those moments, too. ”Don’t suppose the Colonel shared any plans for the future while you were there, did he?”
Raven grinned at the memory as he shared what he remembered, “We’re ‘seeing this through to the end’, he said. And putting the Crimson Fists, Federov, and the Heavenly Sword’s remnants in the dirt, too. Also getting our people back. Quite frankly, I’ll do my best to do all three. And once we’ve done it… Want to continue to talk once I retire to civilian life and before the Colonel gets us a landhold?”
His smile held as he sipped his coffee.
”Depends on the ComStar prices.” She joked, ”Looks like they like us so far, there’s hope yet.”
END
Flashback
Marit went straight from one queue to another, from lining up for ten lashes to lining up for disinfection and verbal lashing from Doc Yuri. All for want of a shower, which was still on the schedule and now with an increased priority. She hung back in the queue a little bit as her previous position would place her behind her roommate, an astech Marit didn’t remember which ‘Mech she was assigned to, but she vividly remembered decking the smaller woman. Best let her cool off first. Her new place put her directly behind another victim of splash damage. ”You too, huh?” She asked Family Man in the same tone someone casually comments on the weather.
Raven Rivers nodded at that, having already put his shirt back on after disinfection, carefully looking away from Marit because he was a married man, damnit. He then responded, “Probably what I needed to clear my head.”
Leveraging the fact that he was the older person here, he would request, “I should probably wait till you shower for us to talk; practical reasons. That said, the Colonel called me out on my skewed priorities earlier; we agreed that once this is over, retiring is an option for me.”
He smiled faintly, even though Marit would not be able to see it, “Let’s talk in the cafeteria in an hour and fifteen minutes; I need to gather my thoughts in my quarters. Assuming you want to, of course.”
”Works for me. Win like this calls for a celebration anyway.” Just not like this. Whatever Ziska thought, this was not the way to go about it.
Present time
Marit sat down with a cup in front of her, looking at it like a holy relic. Coffee. It was terrible, but it was available. Beggars can’t be choosers. Improvement or not, they were still squatting in a junkyard. ”That was needed to clear your head? Ever heard of hobbies?” She joked, taking a sip of the life-giving liquid and burning her tongue. Probably a blessing, given the coffee’s taste.
Raven mused as he sipped his own cup, “I cook when I have supplies and Katrina isn’t the one doing it; I love cooking but… We’re currently in a crisis - I can’t spend my time cooking when we have a campaign to win and a people to rescue from liars and bullshitmongers who dared to wear our face and use my voice without my consent.”
As quickly as the anger spiked, it faded to be replaced by relaxation, a breath that signaled that he was letting go, and he spoke, “But to be honest, I do need hobbies; I can’t think of war all the time.”
Tilting his head slightly towards her, Raven asked, “So, what about you? What do you do to pass the time? With me, it was doing household chores with Katrina together and listening to Andrew boast about his ambitions and how he was going to earn us all a Noble’s landhold…”
Marit choked back her coffee. ”Gotta start small, right?” Not that her family and entire mercenary company’s generational dream of free Rasalhague wasn’t the exact same one-in-trillion pipe dream. ”These days it’s mostly cards. Not much else you can do with what we have available, certainly haven’t seen any backgammon boards laying around. I’ve started pestering my techs about Archie a while before the shitshow really kicked off. Might as well know what’s under me.
But you’re right, can’t think about work all the time. Blessed be us rookies, I just go where the Colonel tells me and do what Ingrid says while there.” On the other hand, keeping his mind on the job could be a good distraction if not taken too far. That was how radio outbursts happen. ”That, and I like to imagine the Fists' faces when they get the news about our recent stunt. Would love to be a fly on that wall.
Wondering what’s next. Feels like we’re coming out of the shadows a little with ComStar clearing us.”
Raven smiled, one of the first times he had done so since this entire crisis started and said, “Greatness or death or both; not to sound like Andrew, but we’ve got something good here - A story that has reached a point where even total and complete failure would be so epic, people will be talking about it as far as, well, Rasalhague for at least a decade. The Captain is a fanboy of the Eridani Light Horse; there’s a non-zero chance they’d be reading about what we do today in Espia… If we do things right.”
He grinned, showing his teeth, “And if we do things super-right and win, then keep fighting, then the sky is the limit.”
”You and I have vastly different definitions of ‘good’. ‘Better than before’ we can talk about.” She returned the smile, ”I suppose if one has to die, it’s better to burn out than to fizzle away, just in case mom’s right.” Hel sounded like a boring afterlife.
”But we’ve got a good hand on the big-picture controls, or hand-and-a-half, and minor character defects aside, if Ingrid told me she had a plan to walk across the sea, I’d at least hear her out. I’m not worried about us.” The Colonel hasn’t put a foot wrong yet, and despite some setbacks, a very good backer just fell into their lap on her own. Add on top the fact that they’ve just reduced the expected Crimson Fists strength by a third and marit was feeling pretty confident if their sole goal was to get their people, liberate a ship and get the fuck off Espia. It was that which worried her. The folks in Tie Shan and biting off more than they could chew.
A nod as Raven’s smile held, as he responded, “We technically don’t have any responsibility towards the people here. Technically. After all, we’re not friends, maybe even less than that. One wrong step and we’d even be enemies. Nor is it our job to ensure that every petty tyrant and inhumane despot gets their just deserts.”
The implications of that statement, his specific phrasing, were given a few seconds to settle before the middle-aged soldier said, “Nevertheless, I feel uncomfortable leaving an enemy behind our rear and a people who’d resent us as catspaws of the Capellans who added to our offense by being cowards who left them to be crushed by someone who is our enemy anyway. Add that to the fact that the Crimson Fists and Heavenly Sword are backed by forces from outside that we do not know the full details of, and could potentially give those assholes reach beyond this planet, so I think it’s best we don’t leave any loose ends.”
He then mused, “That, and I want to make sure no one uses my voice for a frame-up ever again…”
”Do we want to piss off mysterious puppeteers by messing with their evil plans more than we need to?” Marit countered with the opposite viewpoint, ”As far as I know, their problem with us - before we embarrassed them, that is - was that we were in the way. And the Heavenly Sword hates us because we understand economics and they don’t, but they’re a non-concern. If we don’t put them in the dirt, whoever is pulling the strings behind this will as soon as they don’t need them.” People like that were not a good thing to have on a planet you have plans for. ”As for the locals? They already hate us. Not that I can blame them. But they want our ‘Mechs, not us. If there are any FPA left alive and able to resist after Portveyn went up in flames. Lesson in decentralizing I guess. So does it matter how much they don’t like us?” She shrugged.
Raven closed his eyes and pursed his lips, as if to give it deep thought. He then opened them and said, “I know this won’t earn me any fans from you or them, but it does to me. I know they probably hate my guts because my voice was used by the people who killed their kin, as well as other offenses, but we’re not the sort of mercs without a conscience; the Colonel won’t be proud of us if we were. We’re not saving them out of affection or pity or because we don’t hate back - I don’t yet, but it’s a possibility - we’re saving them because it’s the right thing to do, it leaves us with a secure rear and one less dedicated foe who is petty enough to pursue us to the death because we embarrassed them, and because I do not envision the Colonel as someone who wants a guilty conscience or loose ends.”
He then sighed, “I was a founding member of the Green Knights, and before that, I fought beside the Colonel as part of the FedSuns during the Third Succession War. We decided to be mercs not for the money but because the Kell Hounds were better and more honorable warriors than even our own professional troops. Our Colonel has earned his reputation by being the very opposite of an opportunistic coward or someone who does not clean up after himself. So if one argument does not appeal, the other, more pragmatic one should.”
”There’s some good arguments there, I’ll give you that.” She concurred. Yes, the main reason she was there was because the Colonel took a chance on someone with a blank CV, but the main reason she approached the Green Knights was their reputation. ”On the other hand, I was raised to look after my own people first. Everyone else is just a welcome bonus. Would it be nice if we could help? Of course it would. After our people have been taken care of.” Marit was one of the lucky ones, ‘only’ having friends in Tie Shan, not family, but that didn’t change the fact that if something happened to them while the free Knights were off solving other peoples’ problems, that would be a hard one to live with. Not that she was about to bring that up directly, Raven needed everything but being reminded of that.
”Either way we’ll need to clean up around here at least a little bit, whether for us or for them.” She shrugged. The time to be allowed to leave, if there ever was one, was three missions and a few weeks gone. ”Good thing we got some new gear, even if the salvage is going to cost us an arm and a leg. You thinking of any upgrades?”
Raven smiled again, responding with, “A PPC; retooling my Shadow Hawk into that sniper model.”
Then he followed up with, “As for what you said earlier, how else can we bust open Fort Tie Shan and get our friends and families out if not by getting help? As it is, it’s local help that’s already getting us our upgrades, isn’t it?”
A pause before he continued, “Confession to make, I actually complained to the Colonel about how the rest of you seemed to be callous about the locals and their plight. He told me to have faith in you guys, that he recruited you all because he recruits people who are not sociopaths. To be honest… You convinced me he’s right and that I should have faith in you all. More to the point, I should have talked it over instead of assuming.”
”We have our moments.” Marit smiled before turning back to look where Tarak’s Phoenix Hawk was towering above the scrap piles, ”Ignore that.” They had those moments, too. ”Don’t suppose the Colonel shared any plans for the future while you were there, did he?”
Raven grinned at the memory as he shared what he remembered, “We’re ‘seeing this through to the end’, he said. And putting the Crimson Fists, Federov, and the Heavenly Sword’s remnants in the dirt, too. Also getting our people back. Quite frankly, I’ll do my best to do all three. And once we’ve done it… Want to continue to talk once I retire to civilian life and before the Colonel gets us a landhold?”
His smile held as he sipped his coffee.
”Depends on the ComStar prices.” She joked, ”Looks like they like us so far, there’s hope yet.”
END
@Kaylajone3, Welcome!
Hi,there please don't step on Snek.
I have been role-playing for about two years now on forums but have been a Gamemaster for DND 5e and the occasional World of Darkness session, for about fivr years now. Before that I had some roleplay esque activities with some friends over messenger apps.
I love history and mythology, leading to me being a history student. I also love fantasy and used be a giant sci-fi fan but that has retreated a bit over the years but I still love space adventures and space operas. Other than RPGs I love to swimm, play videogames, ramble on and on about the Roman Empire and antiquity in general (my brain thinks Antiquity is just ancient Egypt, Babylon and Rome at times hehe).
I decided to have a fresh start after some time of stress and crisis so thats why this Snek has slithered onto this site. Looking forward to rping
I love World of Darkness (sometimes); here's hoping we can RP together soon.
Do tell me if you're interested in the roleplay linked in my signature, btw? :P
Lorenzo Calungsod Emiya
Lorenzo turned towards Caster as she left and said, "I know who you are, and to be honest with you, you did legitimately beat Athena herself and her behavior was unbecoming of someone of her 'Wisdom'. I admire you for that greatly, but not enough to refrain from outing you."
He then gripped the hilt of his sword and said, "Now, please stay away from my Saber."
Oleg-Marie Animusphere
Give me a bit, Oleg said to Puss before he spoke to Kayneth's Familiar, "So, umm, giving your Rider any orders, Lord-El Melloi?"
Then he heard Lorenzo call Saber 'my Saber'. and jealousy flared inside him as he exclaimed, in his head, Puss! Make sure they don't get together - Wait, what am I saying, she'll just get desummoned - Make sure she does not wish for anything that would allow her to linger in this world or romance anyone from beyond her grave!
@GOATPlumber@ManyThings@Digmata
Constantine XI Shielder Lily
Constantine went back to his motorbike, waiting for the signal to go, scrupulously ignoring the confrontation between Lorenzo and Caster. Why can't things be simple...
@GubGar@Randomguy@Double D
Lorenzo turned towards Caster as she left and said, "I know who you are, and to be honest with you, you did legitimately beat Athena herself and her behavior was unbecoming of someone of her 'Wisdom'. I admire you for that greatly, but not enough to refrain from outing you."
He then gripped the hilt of his sword and said, "Now, please stay away from my Saber."
Oleg-Marie Animusphere
Give me a bit, Oleg said to Puss before he spoke to Kayneth's Familiar, "So, umm, giving your Rider any orders, Lord-El Melloi?"
Then he heard Lorenzo call Saber 'my Saber'. and jealousy flared inside him as he exclaimed, in his head, Puss! Make sure they don't get together - Wait, what am I saying, she'll just get desummoned - Make sure she does not wish for anything that would allow her to linger in this world or romance anyone from beyond her grave!
@GOATPlumber@ManyThings@Digmata
Constantine XI Shielder Lily
Constantine went back to his motorbike, waiting for the signal to go, scrupulously ignoring the confrontation between Lorenzo and Caster. Why can't things be simple...
@GubGar@Randomguy@Double D
<Snipped quote by Letter Bee>
Heyo and thanks for the interest! I can safely say that we are not nuclear unfriendly, but as with any mode of energy production, it has its costs and benefits. We would love to see those explored in the RP. As for the community, we are happy to discuss anything, really. I am sorry if we gave the impression of otherwise.
If you remain interested in the topic, you are still very much welcome to join! Please let me know if you have any further questions.
That's fine; thanks for the courteous answer.
No promises that I might stay interested, but I definitely wish to support this concept; I find it novel.
Would it be taboo, OOC as well as IC, to discuss Nuclear Power and its use in the game?
Edit: Ah; from the looks of things on the server, it might be, so I'll just look for something else.
Edit: Ah; from the looks of things on the server, it might be, so I'll just look for something else.
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Tri-Mon Crossover (Shin Megami Tensei, Digimon, and Pokemon in a Shared Universe).
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Forum: Casual Roleplay
Name: Shinyahito–ōji (Of the House of Yamato).
Age: 16
Appearance:
Powers:
Bloodline of Amaterasu - Shinyahito is the Imperial Prince, of the House of Yamato, and Amaterasu's divine heritage burns bright in him. This gives him the power of Magic, allowing him a weaker version of the Sun Goddess' power over light, healing, and spiritual purification. He can cast Agi/Fire spells, Kou/Light spells, and Healing, and maybe a few spells that inflict Almighty damage (damage that cannot be blocked, resisted, or absorbed/drained).
This uses up 4 Magic Points, the remaining 2 are spent on his Digimon.
The Crown Prince - Shinyahito also has the prestige and respect that comes from being heir to the Throne of Japan, even though he has no power over the Japanese Government and the Imperial Army as long as his father is still alive.
Weaknesses:
Financially Constrained - Shinyahito's father is angry at his decision to run off, and so has cut off most of Shinyahito's allowance, hoping that he'd rather come back than work for a living. Sadly, that's exactly what Shinyahito was going to do.
Sibling Rivalry - Shinyahito has siblings who want his position for themselves and will do anything to get it, including having him killed.
Naive Confidence - He's sixteen. Of course, he'd think he's invincible, considering that Amaterasu kept blessing him even after he rejected being a Demon Summoner...
Bio: When Oda Nobunaga unified Japan with the power of Pokemon, he was unable to become Shogun due to not having the right bloodline (descent from the Minamoto Clan, itself a branch of the Imperial Family), and instead became Imperial Regent, a title with all the powers of the Shogunate and just as limiting to the Emperors. This was made even worse by Nobunaga's successors taking full control of the Imperial Army and promoting the use of Pokemon; this meant that even though the Imperial Dynasty had actual powers, the Imperial Army was even more powerful and the House of Yamato was kept in place mostly due to their ceremonial and cultural value.
In this timeline, there was no period of isolation from the rest of the world, so there was no Meiji Restoration, either, and the Emperors (and the occasional Empress) stayed powerless for much longer. It also did not help that the Imperial Family shunned Pokemon, and when they came into being during the Second World War, Digimon. Nevertheless, change came to the Imperial House as the decades passed, with them eventually learning to use modern technology and media.
Shinyahito was born in the year 2008, in a Japan already fragmented between the Cities and the Countryside. The former were held by the Zaibatsus, the Imperial Army (more out of control than ever), and the Nagasaki Fleet. At the same time, the Countryside was held by various warlords (and more Zaibatsus), the Ring of Gaea, and the so-called 'Divine Powers'. The powers given to him by his bloodline were the most powerful in several generations, a potential sign that it was time for the Imperial Family to try and take back power over Japan. And so, the newly-dubbed Crown Prince was given the best upbringing possible, with hopes that he would become a Demon Summoner.
He didn't question it until a lone Salamon crawled into the Imperial Gardens to steal food, but he began questioning it after he handed her some sushi out of pity. This Digimon had several tales of the world outside, which sometimes confirmed and contradicted the reports and stories of his tutors. And that's how he saw that the world was larger than he knew.
His next choice was to hide the Salamon for several weeks. Then he partnered with her just before she was found, and hid her in a Digivice that he wheeled and begged a Servant to smuggle in. Then to stand with her when that was found out, even against his father. Then he ran away when locked in his chambers.
Having snuck off, escaping the confines of Kyoto, Crown Prince Shinyahito now wanders Japan incognito, disguised as an ordinary boy, albeit with a 'Mon companion. Salamon is with him, a living symbol of his unconventionality. He seeks to learn about his people, and what exactly is the role of his Family in this brave new world...
Faction: Technically Imperial Army, but is at odds with them in practice.
Theme Song: youtube.com/watch?v=OLV1HPCBf24
Team of Mons: Salamon (or Plotmon), who can in turn digivolve to Gatomon, Angewomon, then Holydramon.
Age: 16
Appearance:
Powers:
Bloodline of Amaterasu - Shinyahito is the Imperial Prince, of the House of Yamato, and Amaterasu's divine heritage burns bright in him. This gives him the power of Magic, allowing him a weaker version of the Sun Goddess' power over light, healing, and spiritual purification. He can cast Agi/Fire spells, Kou/Light spells, and Healing, and maybe a few spells that inflict Almighty damage (damage that cannot be blocked, resisted, or absorbed/drained).
This uses up 4 Magic Points, the remaining 2 are spent on his Digimon.
The Crown Prince - Shinyahito also has the prestige and respect that comes from being heir to the Throne of Japan, even though he has no power over the Japanese Government and the Imperial Army as long as his father is still alive.
Weaknesses:
Financially Constrained - Shinyahito's father is angry at his decision to run off, and so has cut off most of Shinyahito's allowance, hoping that he'd rather come back than work for a living. Sadly, that's exactly what Shinyahito was going to do.
Sibling Rivalry - Shinyahito has siblings who want his position for themselves and will do anything to get it, including having him killed.
Naive Confidence - He's sixteen. Of course, he'd think he's invincible, considering that Amaterasu kept blessing him even after he rejected being a Demon Summoner...
Bio: When Oda Nobunaga unified Japan with the power of Pokemon, he was unable to become Shogun due to not having the right bloodline (descent from the Minamoto Clan, itself a branch of the Imperial Family), and instead became Imperial Regent, a title with all the powers of the Shogunate and just as limiting to the Emperors. This was made even worse by Nobunaga's successors taking full control of the Imperial Army and promoting the use of Pokemon; this meant that even though the Imperial Dynasty had actual powers, the Imperial Army was even more powerful and the House of Yamato was kept in place mostly due to their ceremonial and cultural value.
In this timeline, there was no period of isolation from the rest of the world, so there was no Meiji Restoration, either, and the Emperors (and the occasional Empress) stayed powerless for much longer. It also did not help that the Imperial Family shunned Pokemon, and when they came into being during the Second World War, Digimon. Nevertheless, change came to the Imperial House as the decades passed, with them eventually learning to use modern technology and media.
Shinyahito was born in the year 2008, in a Japan already fragmented between the Cities and the Countryside. The former were held by the Zaibatsus, the Imperial Army (more out of control than ever), and the Nagasaki Fleet. At the same time, the Countryside was held by various warlords (and more Zaibatsus), the Ring of Gaea, and the so-called 'Divine Powers'. The powers given to him by his bloodline were the most powerful in several generations, a potential sign that it was time for the Imperial Family to try and take back power over Japan. And so, the newly-dubbed Crown Prince was given the best upbringing possible, with hopes that he would become a Demon Summoner.
He didn't question it until a lone Salamon crawled into the Imperial Gardens to steal food, but he began questioning it after he handed her some sushi out of pity. This Digimon had several tales of the world outside, which sometimes confirmed and contradicted the reports and stories of his tutors. And that's how he saw that the world was larger than he knew.
His next choice was to hide the Salamon for several weeks. Then he partnered with her just before she was found, and hid her in a Digivice that he wheeled and begged a Servant to smuggle in. Then to stand with her when that was found out, even against his father. Then he ran away when locked in his chambers.
Having snuck off, escaping the confines of Kyoto, Crown Prince Shinyahito now wanders Japan incognito, disguised as an ordinary boy, albeit with a 'Mon companion. Salamon is with him, a living symbol of his unconventionality. He seeks to learn about his people, and what exactly is the role of his Family in this brave new world...
Faction: Technically Imperial Army, but is at odds with them in practice.
Theme Song: youtube.com/watch?v=OLV1HPCBf24
Team of Mons: Salamon (or Plotmon), who can in turn digivolve to Gatomon, Angewomon, then Holydramon.
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Revised Faction List
The Japanese Government (Lawful-Good) - The Central Government of Japan, overwhelmed by the monster infestation tearing the country apart, turned to YHVH and his Angels to aid in the protection of the realm. However, Their focus is not on worshipping YHVH, but rather the protection and reestablishment of order and people across Japan. To that end, they are working to form shelters and protection for innocents against any and all monsters and monster tamers.
The Nagasaki Fleet (Lawful-Neutral) - A Military unit serving YHVH in their divine takeover of the world, while trying to slowly change the creator god into a more benevolent and gentle god, and are willing to work with the more extreme Messians and shed blood for that.
The Order of Messians (Lawful-Evil) - Extremist disciples of YHVH who follows and serves him and his angels without question or remorse. They aim to smite whoever they deem wicked and blasphemous in the name of the lord, so that a new peaceful world under his light may overtake the imperfect one they live in today.
The Imperial Army (Neutral-Good) - Japan's military might led officially by the Imperial Royal Family, with the goal of bringing back peace and stability to the country by destroying all the monsters rampaging across the realm.
The Zaibatsu (True Neutral) - An Enigmatic corporation that's shown itself in the beginning of the monster infestation. Possessing every means to aid all monsters and make deals, they side with no one exclusively, and instead deals with and lends services to everyone equally. Their domains are deemed hallow grounds where violence is not allowed.
Divine Powers (Neutral-Evil) - A group of Scientists and enforcers who research and conduct live experiments on a variety of different monsters to create new divinities and potentially obtain divine power themselves, creating amalgamations, mutants, and abominations in the name of deific evolution.
Ronin (Chaotic-Good) - Wandering modern-day Samurai (or just wandering swordsmen without a formal Samurai rank) who go around righting wrongs and protecting the innocent, but are not particularly committed to any single agenda. Sometimes overlaps with the Anarchists.
Anarchists (Chaotic-Neutral) - Not really an organization, but rather, anyone who hedonistically embraces the chaos of the world to do what they want for any reason they desire, and who may or may not work with other like-minded anarchists for those goals.
Ring of Gaea (Chaotic-Evil) - An Ancient organization of Demon Summoners and heretics often seen as followers of the likes of Lilith or Lucifer. They are extremists of a might-makes-right philosophy, believing that the world should be led and populated by the strong, while the weak will be used, enslaved, and/or ultimately purged.
The Japanese Government (Lawful-Good) - The Central Government of Japan, overwhelmed by the monster infestation tearing the country apart, turned to YHVH and his Angels to aid in the protection of the realm. However, Their focus is not on worshipping YHVH, but rather the protection and reestablishment of order and people across Japan. To that end, they are working to form shelters and protection for innocents against any and all monsters and monster tamers.
The Nagasaki Fleet (Lawful-Neutral) - A Military unit serving YHVH in their divine takeover of the world, while trying to slowly change the creator god into a more benevolent and gentle god, and are willing to work with the more extreme Messians and shed blood for that.
The Order of Messians (Lawful-Evil) - Extremist disciples of YHVH who follows and serves him and his angels without question or remorse. They aim to smite whoever they deem wicked and blasphemous in the name of the lord, so that a new peaceful world under his light may overtake the imperfect one they live in today.
The Imperial Army (Neutral-Good) - Japan's military might led officially by the Imperial Royal Family, with the goal of bringing back peace and stability to the country by destroying all the monsters rampaging across the realm.
The Zaibatsu (True Neutral) - An Enigmatic corporation that's shown itself in the beginning of the monster infestation. Possessing every means to aid all monsters and make deals, they side with no one exclusively, and instead deals with and lends services to everyone equally. Their domains are deemed hallow grounds where violence is not allowed.
Divine Powers (Neutral-Evil) - A group of Scientists and enforcers who research and conduct live experiments on a variety of different monsters to create new divinities and potentially obtain divine power themselves, creating amalgamations, mutants, and abominations in the name of deific evolution.
Ronin (Chaotic-Good) - Wandering modern-day Samurai (or just wandering swordsmen without a formal Samurai rank) who go around righting wrongs and protecting the innocent, but are not particularly committed to any single agenda. Sometimes overlaps with the Anarchists.
Anarchists (Chaotic-Neutral) - Not really an organization, but rather, anyone who hedonistically embraces the chaos of the world to do what they want for any reason they desire, and who may or may not work with other like-minded anarchists for those goals.
Ring of Gaea (Chaotic-Evil) - An Ancient organization of Demon Summoners and heretics often seen as followers of the likes of Lilith or Lucifer. They are extremists of a might-makes-right philosophy, believing that the world should be led and populated by the strong, while the weak will be used, enslaved, and/or ultimately purged.
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