Voted best in category in the Users' Choice awards.
Really, he's just taking vengeance for all the times we tried to steal his shtick. With our emotionless mask and HSR and Descorrer.

It's a fair complaint at this point.

Right! There's only so many times we can rain on SadBat's parade and make him feel [definitelynotfrustration]. He's a dynamic character who can be petty make important, logical decisions too, you know!
 
Okay @Omicron here's all the fanworks I could find posted between now and the last collection. As usual I apologise if I missed anything.

I had to divide it into two posts due to the number of images.

Somewhere in the What If, somewhere with more time, more options, Nemo wraps her uniform around a small, shivering form. Even in the stifling heat of the Ukrainian countryside, it is unused to existence without a nuclear inferno devouring it from within.

As its father receives treatment for the horrid wounds it inflicted upon him, it looks up into its mother's kindly brown eyes. It tries to say "thank you" and "I'm sorry" at the same time, only for both phrases to lodge in its unused throat and emerge as hacking coughs. Nemo holds it close, steady as a rock despite her exhaustion and battered frame, and tells it everything is okay. Everything is over. There is water if it wants, and food is just a quick jaunt away. It shakes its head, burying its horned head as deep into Nemo's chest as it can without aggravating her injuries.

She asks it if it has a name, and it sifts through memories of hellfire to pluck out the two words slowly cooling into shape in its mind: Chernobog for the rough-hewn lump of iron at its side and Vasilisa for itself.

Herself.

She follows Nemo through the hole in the world to Hueco Mundo, where she stares at her feet while Nemo explains the situation to her lover. The Thunder Witch's eyes are sharp, and Vasilisa's shallow sea of souls imagines her atop a chicken-legged hut. Soon enough, however, Cirucci sighs and asks Nemo to bring a hot meal and a fresh set of clothes for their newest guest.

Parenting doesn't come easy to the Quinta. She has to stop herself from raising her voice, from disciplining the child as she would a servant, and Vasilisa's sun of a heart chills with fear that Cirucci will never accept her. Despite her worries, she soon finds that the cause is inexperience rather than malice, and discovers in her other mother the embrace of a thunderhead, soft and comforting and willing to rain apocalyptic fury on those that would threaten its beloved.

Nemo, on the other hand, takes to her new role with aplomb, savoring her every interaction with her child as she passes on her arts. Vasilisa delights in sewing, in cooking, in the joy of creation after so many years as a burning tombstone. They are inseparable, Vasilisa absorbing her mother's boundless love and curiosity even as her uncle Luppi desperately tries to corrupt her.

When she makes her first garment, a speckled black-and-purple dress that swirls and shines like the night sky, her mothers take her to meet Alphonse and spend a good half hour bragging about her while she melts in embarrassment. When she bakes her first cake, her uncle Jackelton sends his Exequias far and wide with slices for the denizens of Las Noches, each bearing a handwritten note from her mothers explaining who made it.

Somehow, she is certain that Uncle Luppi is involved.

War all-too-quickly lumbers into her life, and her family raises its banner and marches away. Before they go, her mothers embrace her, promising to return before long. Vasilisa's faith in them is ironclad, but when she finds the note with the address of a convenience store, left behind just in case, she sobs.

Only Ren remains to keep her company, his customary causticness neutered by the gravity of the situation. His stories, edited for younger audiences, pass the time, though it takes the surprise arrival of the Coro Nocturno for her spirits to end their freefall. They teach her to sing, to dance, and together they create a whole new opera to welcome the conquering heroes.

As Lacallas, metamorphosed from student to teacher, gently moves Vasilisa's feet apart, the world yawns, disgorging two battered forms. Vasilisa sees only their smiles, the joy in their eyes before she rushes into their embrace, They sink to the stage floor, their pain and worry pooling beneath them and slipping through the cracks never to be seen again. They are together, and they are whole.



They had planned on saving this for her birthday, but their experiences have taught them not to put things off. They bid Vasilisa close her eyes as they lead her through the Garganta. She feels her father's hand on her shoulder as the light hits her face, and he tells her he is so proud of what she's become. Her mothers tell her to open her eyes and see.

Green fields untouched by calamity, clear rivers unpolluted by the follies of men, the sounds and smells and sights of life untainted. She stares, tears in her eyes, at the beautiful world before her filled to bursting with potential. It's only through the greatest of efforts that she pulls her eyes away and looks back at the ones who gave this to her.

The gift of home.

-A moth flaps her wings, part 1.2-

Esmeralda stares at you for a long, awkward moment, before she turns away to place a hand on some of the exposed portions of her head. "Do I want to know how this even happened?" she asks. She doesn't wait for the reply before looking back at you, not at all amused, but resigned still. "We're not even supposed to be going to the living world right now! We're supposed to be making sure that there isn't any reason for the Shinigami to wonder if there's something unusual going on with us. And you... need me to help fix some humans who got attacked by a hollow before you could save them."

You fidget, feet sliding on the floor, one lifting and then setting back down. Yes, well, it sounds worse when she puts it like that. You were ultimately just... looking for things to bring back as little bits of color, and you got a bit distracted by things... and may have possibly somehow ended up dressed as a Shinigami while saving some plus souls from mindless hollows. It's really not your fault, even if you'd need a lot longer than you have right at the moment to explain why it's completely logical that things happened like this.

For the moment though, she really, really needs to come before the humans start dying or whatever else hollow reiatsu can do to them when they're injured by it. You managed to get lucky enough that it's only a couple minutes running back to the garganta, and you left it open so that it won't leave you risking being dropped too far away again-

"You left it open!?" she shouts, and you cower a bit away from Las Noches's medic. "What if someone runs across it?" She throws her hands in the air, before grabbing a box in one hand, and then yanking at your tattered cloak in the other, pushing you forward towards the door with it. You stumble, looking back at her for a moment. "Well? What are you waiting for?"

Your eyes widen, and you quickly thank her for her help with this. You don't really know how you can make it up to her, but you're sure that you will- oh, right. Leading her to the garganta. You chuckle softly in embarrassment at the look she's giving you, before quickly starting to move towards it.

She's not as fast as you, carrying her medical supply case at her side, but even so, it won't take long to get to the hallway that you left it. She grumbles a bit, of course, but you're rather distracted by the thought that you might not completely ruin things, thanks to her help.

"So," she comments after a minute, "you mind telling me anything about who I'm treating? Because I'm really not sure how much good I'll do, but any details could help."

Right. You quickly explain how the human you found was able to see you, and apparently has a lot of spiritual energy to him. Enough that it nearly becomes a background noise around his living area, and the walls of his house are basically solid to ghosts. A lot of Karakura town is nearly solid due to the amount of spiritual energy there, which is probably part of why it's so easy to end up there, or near to it, when traveling to the human world. But his house is especially bad, barely allowing you to go through a window without breaking it.

Naturally, a couple hollows got the scent of him and started trying to eat him. You got the first one without much incident, but the second attacked at his house, and he ran downstairs while you were... trying to go through the wall. You're pretty sure you heard something crack when it hit him, and his family looked to be a bit unconscious? You really don't know enough about medicine to say more than that it looked bad.

The explanation has Esmeralda mostly just looking even more exasperated as you reach the ragged tear between dimensions, slipping through into the darkness and pulling it closed behind her.

Quick steps on shining platforms of spiritual energy cross through the echoing emptiness that extends all around the two of you, while Esmeralda herself seems to be moving extra slow, glancing around nervously. Is she not really used to traveling to the human world?

"Of course not," she mutters back, glaring slightly before speeding up. Each step has only a tiny platform of light under her, using only the bare minimum energy required to walk the void. "There's the whole 'against the rules' bit, after all. Not to mention the complaints I'll get if I'm not somewhere they can find me if one of the Espada actually needs any medical attention."

Ah. That sounds rough, you admit. You suppose that it's better for someone like you. You're too weak for them to ever really need you for anything, and you don't have any skills that would make up for it. It leaves living in Las Noches a bit of a rough prospect as often as not, but at the same time, no one really notices if you leave. Or they just don't care, as long as you come back. You doubt they'd really care all that much, even if you didn't return.

"...Then why do you?" she asks, sounding a bit confused. "If it's so miserable, and you won't even be missed... why not just go?"

You... tried that once, admittedly. Ran into a Shinigami and nearly died. For all that Los Noches is a land of terrifying giants that you cower in the shadows of, it at the very least is safe from that. And as long as you don't draw attention, you're probably safer than out in the sands. To normal hollow, you might be a decent meal. To Arrancar, you're just furniture at best, for those stronger than you. Furniture that they might break in a fit if it's in the wrong place at the wrong time, but you've gotten fairly good at scurrying out of the way of the Espada and their Fraccion, if nothing else.

Still... if it was a choice between staying hidden where it was mostly safe and never doing anything, or risking going out into the living world and then darting back to sleep somewhere mostly safe, the second option just holds more appeal.

Esmeralda seems to accept that, at least, looking like she understands something a bit better as she nods. "So... the fake Shinigami robes?" she asks a moment later.

You stumble, nearly missing a step and dropping a foot through the shadows all around you, before climbing back up on stairs of spiritual energy. You turn to give her a small pout. It... makes you feel a bit less like yourself. You can hunt base hollows like a Shinigami, and send souls on like one. So... like that, you're someone a bit more special, at least to a few plus souls and all, rather than one of the weakest of the weak, dashing about to avoid being trampled under foot. It's little more than a game of make believe, but it's something that is yours, and you enjoy it.

The silence you get in response feels almost physical, and you glance back to see Esmeralda's expression. It's pensive, but as she meets your eyes, she looks like she kind of understands the feeling, at least.

You reach out as you touch the ragged tear of soft light waiting for you, pulling it back to look down onto the scene. The Kurosaki clinic stands just below you, your Descorrer having opened the tear on the roof when you left. Leaving it open is something of a risk, always, but it doesn't look like any Shinigami found it while it was there, likely hidden under the spiritual pressure that lingers on this place.

Below, red and blue lights flash, and looking down, it seems that there are a number of humans in odd outfits, vehicles parked all around. Well. Apparently, having the building's front entrance collapsed inward by a hollow draws some attention. Carefully, you jump down to start looking around for the humans that you're... well, kind of responsible for their condition. You had moved them inside before bolting to bring back Esmeralda, and looking in, they're at least still present.

A burly man with dark hair and stubble is off at the side, bawling to a giant poster of a woman while paramedics attempt to get him to stay laying down and resting after his collapse. Two girls are swaddled in blankets, one still unconscious and the other looking to be softly crying. And the boy from earlier is being loaded slowly onto a stretcher, the human medics talking about cracked bones that will take a while to heal right.

Your fault, you can't help but think at that, before pointing him out to Esmeralda. She moves over to the side of the stretcher, starting to look him over, before pulling out a phial of something and loading it into needle. When you ask what she's giving her, she doesn't pause in gripping his hand to push the needle in.

"Just something of a booster shot, of sorts. When some of the numeros end up accidentally exposed to an Espada's power, it will be suffocating enough that they can barely pull themselves up, and they'll heal slower. This should help his spirit push off any lingering injuries and excite his energy towards helping heal faster. His physical wounds, the hospital will deal with just fine as long as a hollow's energy isn't clinging to them to prevent them from healing." She pulls the needle back shortly before the men lift the stretcher, and you tug her over towards the unconscious sister.

The conscious one, oddly, seems to tense and glance through you both as you approach. Then again, if one of them is such a powerful medium, the others may share his gift. The darker haired of the sisters seems to have been hurt as well though, and though the paramedics have apparently stated that they can't see anything wrong with her other than shock, having Esmeralda look over her seems to be a good idea. She hums softly as she starts touching the girl's flesh, pulling out an oddly hooked tool. She fits it under the girl's arm, before pulling gently, and a slightly more translucent arm pulls up from the flesh, showing claw marks deep into it and oozing blood.

She clicks her tongue, pulling out a needle and thread, and you watch on as she sews up the woulds before wrapping a bit of cloth around them, pushing the arm back into... well, her arm, before moving to the other. You have to admit that you're a bit curious as to the injuries there, where the boy got a cracked bone somewhere.

"Spiritual attacks don't normally leave much in the way of physical damage compared to how hard they hit, when it comes to the living," she absently explains. "If a hollow wasn't strong enough, though most are, an attack from one might actually not do more than make the human stumble. But then the lingering energy will fester and weaken them if they can't fight it off, causing unusual sicknesses that the doctor's can't seem to diagnose. Though it's different if you get thrown into a wall, like you mentioned your friend was. The hit that sent him flying? Most of the damage would be on his spirit, with his body buffering it some and taking a bit of the hit. But the wall is strictly physical, and he was still hitting it pretty hard. Probably, that strong spiritual energy of his you mentioned kept him from hitting harder, too. The interactions are weird, and you don't really notice the difference after you get into attacks from gillians and adjucas level hollows. At that point, a fraction of the damage hitting their soft, squishy physical bodies is still deadly outright."

You wince slightly. So your attacks... well, you already were avoiding just outright hitting humans, but it's still a bit different to be reminded of what you'd do if you ever caught one in your attacks by accident. You're week, but still stronger than an average gillian, you're sure.

She finishes up her work after checking the girl over in a few more places, tugging just gently at the chain of fate as she pulls her soul partly free, before putting it back and wrapping a thin bit of tape around her. Standing, Esmeralda steps back and glances over at you. "Alright, she should be fine, now. The others look fine, and this one looked like she was going to probably heal on her own, but she might have been a bit miserable doing it. Was that all you needed? No injuries of your own?"

You smile to her shyly, before flicking your skin hard enough for the Hierro to momentarily harden, ringing with a slight sound like metal being struck. Even as weak as you are, you have a Hierro strong enough that most base hollows wouldn't hurt you as long as you were careful. You're sure that her's would hold up fine against them, too, though you don't tend to trust it so much yourself. Better not to be hit in the first place, than to find out some hollow has an unusually strong armor penetrating power or something, right? Either way, you didn't give it a chance to hit you. You're just beating yourself up over being dumb enough and slow enough to get someone uninvolved hurt like that when you really could have stopped it.

Not to mention, of course, that having someone able to hide your spiritual presence from the Shinigami would be a very nice security blanket, even if you'll apparently need to pay more attention so you're not blind around him, too. Though again, not mentioning that bit. It feels mean, being concerned with him being useful at letting you continue your games without being caught, but all the same, it also assures a panicky voice in your head a bit to have him around, having seen the effect.

"Well, alright, if you're sure," Esmeralda replies, packing up her tools. She turns towards the door, pointing up. "Did you leave the Garganta open again?"

You... may have let it close after you were through it from Los Noches, this time. In your defense, even if you're flaunting the rules, you don't have to do something like leaving an open portal right to you for just anyone who comes across it and decides they're curious. You guess that she wants to get back immediately, then?

She pauses, looking out at the parametics with an odd look on her face. Her gaze moves to the town, the huge buildings all around, the greenery. "...Well, maybe not right this moment, but soon. Can't have someone need medical attention and not even be able to find me. I'd probably get killed for sure."

You frown for a moment, considering. If you do stay, you'd have the options of exploring the town some, but having to keep a close eye on the local shinigami and be ready to run at any moment, or staying near to Ichigo. Or you can take Esmeralda back to Los Noches and... try to find something to do for the bit that it will take before Ichigo is getting out of the hospital. You can tell that Esmeralda would probably enjoy it to stay a bit longer, but to stay safe, you'd have to keep to a likely boring and restricted spot...

-- -- --

[No actual votes, of course, but if anyone wants to chime in on where they'd like to see this go a bit, I'll be reading stuff.]

I have no impulse control

Nemo on her way to steal your girl Art

As you can see I'm partial to the Loki style mask
will prbly put my 50 into HSR although i can be convinced otherwise if someone has a better plan?


This is a painting by Mikhail Vrubel 1904 currently in St. Petersburg. The painting is said to be inspired by Alexander Pushkin's poem "The Prophet". Honestly it just gives off a decadent killer vibe that I think Cirucci would appreciate. Plus this line
"And with his sword he cleft my chest
And ripped my quaking heart out whole,
And in my sundered breast he cast
A blazing shard of living coal.
There in the desert I lay dead
Until the voice from heaven said:

"Arise O Prophet! Work My will,"
Really reminded me of the Aizen memories we just got.




How much xp for it?


@Jen drew some stuff. :)




Heartache

You slept. You were. You were not, untill the lingering thoughts, hate, fear, were drawn back to where they ended, you started.

You dreamt. The terrible Radiance twisted those echoes untill they melted and melded, oil and oil and oil... Sickening colours of not-quite-people given thought.

You dreamt. Screaming of people you kneware and hatedloved. Monsters, melting flesh, brightening minds, dancing, chanting, screaming, prayingpleading. Light, ripples of colour never seen playing over the world, changing real to unreal, unreal to wrongwrongTruthwrongwrong moulding the world and the beyond-the-world to accept the Radiance and to grow and flourish with flowerseyesmouths and insectsmanyhands that glow with Light. You screamdream.

You sleepawake. light has reached you and Light has changed it to be yours, you have gained more echoesshadowfeathers. The monstersworshippers beyond are freedying and the light has grown stronger, you have grown stronger. You move.

You sleepsoclose. Your cocoonmother has been broken. You move, you move ,you moPain! Your eye is not an eye, your eye sees no Light, only Darknessthankyou. The Shadows seek to devour the Light. You Wake.

You Wakewhat. You fallam. You landi. You standWHat. You screamroarAm. You seeI. You are boundWHAT. You are freeAM. There is something where your eye should beI. WHAT AM I

There is only darkness. There is always Light

Just something short, because I suck at making anything long.

Potential New Mask II
[Earthscorpion's design, Full Body]



it wasn't supposed to be as pixel-y as it is, but it's still pretty good. at least, I think so.
scanner...! why do you hate me so....


Potential New Mask III
[CasualCircle's Design, Full Body]


Potential New Mask IIII

Potential New Mask V
[Antenna Design]
 
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Skipping 20 pages of thread catch-up to post this WIP drawing. This is the first piece of art I have created in approximately eight years.







Apparently, hands are Satan. Or, uh, Baraggan? Aizen?


idea for this came after finished the others so here



Nemo may have gone abit overboard looking for Ruccis gift...



Quincy Nemo

*disclaimer*
This was done with no references or any actual knowledge of archery, to for stall talk of improper shooting form and the like.

Gonna stop you all there with this revised version, fixing her pose a bit according to discord commentary.

So i did a thing. Im sorry im not sorry.

Now you feel like number Fluff - Featuring Science-MoffBirbChild.

EDIT: It occurs to me that i may have accidentally created an Animal Crossing crossover with this quick artstyle.


Yhwach has no idea what he's doing!


The world ended not in bang or a whimper, but with an exasperated sigh because Yhwach won. Yhwach, the son of the Soul King, succeeded in replacing his father, and that's when the universe started to melt like a piece of cheese in the microwave. You see he had no idea what he was doing or how to fix what the Shinigami had done to the world, because Yhwach was not a person, he was a plot device created by the Soul King to kill him. The Ultimate Keikaku.

So it was to no one's surprise when the universe exploded, and everyone died. Their souls, and copy upon copy of them, scattered across the multiverse.

In one world a Soul Reaper was reborn with his memory intact, his name was Tite Kubo and he wanted to write a better ending. But that's not what we're here for, because everyone knows how that ends and it was rushed.

X-Szayelaporro Granz (Worm)-X

This was the height of stupidity that he knew, but for some reason he couldn't get it to stick in [HOST]'s brain. Even his brother knew that if you were going to watch something you needed to watch it in its original language! Subs were always better than dubs! Yet, his [HOST], decided that he wanted to watch Wild Wild West in French! Why?!

He of course broadcasted his [DISTRESS] to everyone nearby, and of course the only reply he got was of course from Grimmjow.

[SHUT UP YOU NERD]

Szayelaporro only ever got replies from Grimmjow, because they were the only [SHARDS] with [HOSTS] in this town/village/suburbs. Everyone else was miles away in New York! Even Nemo and Cirucci were over there causing storms, and [TINKERING] respectively.

Speaking of [TINKERING], he really wished his [HOST] would take off the kid gloves already and murder Grimmjow's [HOST] so that they could build things in peace, and by things he of course meant food clones!

He still wasn't sure why [HOST] didn't want to make them, why just make regular medicine when you can make medicine that can do meaningless tasks for you!

Of course when he was lost in thought did Grimmjow's [HOST] burst through the wall.

[FIGHT ME!]

"The Hero of Justice, Panther-Man! Is! Here!"

"Goddamnit Panther-Man! You're paying for that wall!"

"Ahaha! Whatever you say my Nemesis!"


X-Nemo Elcorbuzier (DC)-X

"So your saying this bullet made of magical thread can kill Superman?"

What?! No! Why did Luppi ways want to kill Superman? Just because he's as weak to magic as most people doesn't mean that you're making Superman killing bullets!

"But didn't Lex want Superman killing bullets?"

Lex is a horrible student, and if he wants you to do his job for him he should pay you! Probably in priceless artifacts, so that you can make them into better priceless artifacts. Bruce Wayne was a better student of La Marana, and he only wanted to figure out how to make costumes!

"You know, you've gotten a lot crankier since we were reborn."

Of course you're cranky, you are Nemo, the Thread and/or Clothe Witch! You invented sewing in this world, and been around since… You actually have no idea what year you were born, let's just say the dawn of time. The point is you have somehow in your long immortal life become a teacher, and no one wanted to actually learn the full art of La Marana. Well except for Killer Moth, but he has no magical talent! Everyone else wants to learn new-fangled crafts like blood magic, and demon summoning.

"Those are pretty old schools of magic oh magical moth."

Is he calling me old?!

"Yes."

You really should send Luppi to Gotham, or Central city on the Cero Express.

X-Don Kanonji (Power Rangers)-X


It was almost time! Time for the great Don Kanonji to return to the spotlight!... Of being a mentor to powerful youths! But more importantly Cirucci Thunderwitch's prison was getting weaker every day! All the other evils trapped in there were bad too, but she made fun of your outfit when you battled her a millenia ago!

"Kon!"

A crash reverberates through the control room as the vaguely lion shaped robot fell onto the floor from he's sleeping position in one of those comfy control room chairs.

"What do you want?!"

Well it looks like he can still scream at you from the floor, meaning he's okay!

"Great reflexes as always Kon-Bot 24XX! Bwahahahahaha!"

He really wished he could cross his arms, but his hologram head only had a head! Really should have bought those tube upgrades when he had the chance!

"No, seriously! What do you want?!"

"It's time Kon!"

"You mean?..."

"That's right! Kon, find me five teenagers with attitude so they can fight evil while I stay safe in my tube! Bwahahahahahahaha!"

-Elsewhere-​

The jar sitting in the middle of the desert that was right outside of Karakura Town, for some reason, exploded! Well lightning bolt actually shot out of it, but it looked like it exploded!

"After five thousand years I'm free! Ahahahahahaha!"

"Has it really been only five thousand years? Felt like longer."

"Shut up Luppi, we had no way of actually telling time in there."

"We can finally have our revenge on Don Kanonji, and those pesky rangers…"

"You really think he's already got knew rangers, Ulquiorra?"

Ulquiorra planted his staff with a giant U on top, because he is filling in for Lord Zedd, and opened a Garganta to their old moon castle.

"Of course, he may be an idiot, but he is a charismatic idiot."



AN: Now I want Lord Zedd to be an espada. Anyway, I hope you all enjoy this.

Aizen: Isn't it wonderful, Ulquiorra? Thanks to the efforts of that one Arrancar whose name I can't quite remember, you can improve your Resurreccion.

Ulquiorra: Yes, Lord Aizen.

Aizen: Yes. You, too, can learn the Thunderwitch's special transformation. The special transformation pioneered by Thunderwitch. Thunderwitch, creator of the special evolution of the Resurreccion. You know. The Fifth Espada? The Espada who is officially ranked as being slightly weaker than you? But not so weak that she couldn't catch up?

Ulquiorra: ...I am aware, Lord Aizen.

Aizen: I think I will call it, "Cirucci Thunderwitch's Segunda Etapa." That's its name now. What do you think, Ulquiorra?

Ulquiorra: *grits teeth* That name sounds serviceable, Lord Aizen.

Aizen: But yes. If you work hard you can be the third Arrancar to learn her technique. When future Arrancar study history books they will see your name in third place.

Tousen: Lord Aizen, I have returned.

Aizen: Former Captain Tousen. We were just discussing how Ulquiorra could be the third Arrancar to learn Cirucci Thunderwitch's Segunda Etapa. That's the advanced form of Resurreccion created by Cirucci Thunderwitch, the Fifth Espada.

Tousen: ...I see. As expected of Lord Aizen, you have already learned of Nemo Elcorbuzier's ascendance. Her new Resurreccion will be a humble but significant asset to your plans.

Aizen: Oh my. Make that the fourth Arrancar. You'd best hurry up, Ulquiorra.

Ulquiorra: I miss nonexistence

In celebration of the upcoming Veteran Combat Arts perk vote, Nemo decided to go on a two month sabbatical in Thailand to improve her skills.

I now present to you the results of her training!

Behold, 'Flying Kneemo'!



I am not sorry for the title.

Nemo Asks Cirucci for Combat Arts Training, by @Jen


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Experimenting with makeup post having most of a face.

My only creative contributions are that I like the idea of the horns being more spiney to be a little like the fuzzy moth antenna and that her mask should give her Hikimayu eyebrows, for maximum nobility.

Doesn't really hold a candle to Trob's above this, but...



experimenting in a different style to what I usually do

 
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@Omicron I'd also consider this post an omake
Skoda Works světlo Nový typ 3 Magnetický Urychlovač (N-3MU) Coilgun

Originally developed as the Czech Republic's response to the Forte Italiano Nuovo Distruttore Oggetto Rivisto Modelo 24 (FINDOR), the N-3MU coilgun had a very prolonged and extremely drawn out development cycle, one of the most infamous setbacks being a Praying Mantis trapped inside of the cannon during firing causing the projectile to swerve violently to the right inside of the barrel, nearly destroying the first prototype. While the second prototype was vastly more resilient to any such potential mishaps with maintenance and firing conditions, the projectile energy remained distinctly mediocre in comparison to magnetic accelerator based weapons that were entering service at the time with the French and British armed forces.

The typ 3 is generally considered to be the first defining variant of the N-MU series of coilguns, as several breakthroughs in battery technology and metallurgy allowed for a barrel life that remains the golden standard to the modern day.

When trials began for a new magnetic based weapon for the Croation Army, the FINDOR was generally considered to be the favorite to win the contract, however the surprise entry of the recently finished typ 3 drew out the competition for an additional 2 weeks. To the dismay of the Italian government, the N-3MU was found to be the superior option for the Croation Armed Forces with the N-3MU proving to be approaching, if not matching the remarkably low power consumption of the FINDOR as well as vastly exceeding its abilities to fire submunitions and with a much greater rate of fire.

The N-MU series of coilguns currently is on its sixth iteration with the typ 6 entering service with the Czech Army earlier this year, with an even further improved capacity to make use of smaller projectiles, along with an inbuilt fire control package to better its use in close quarters and at long range. In it's price range, the N-MU series remains the most energy efficient of all magnetic weaponry in the world.
 
i think we should level up reiatsu control next because i enjoy the concept of being able to play hide and seek legitimately with luppi and cirucci as none of us will have a high enough reiatsu perception to find each other
 
i think we should level up reiatsu control next because i enjoy the concept of being able to play hide and seek legitimately with luppi and cirucci as none of us will have a high enough reiatsu perception to find each other

Cirucci's probably not competitive at the hiding. Nemo and Luppi have both dropped perk choices into being stealthy, but I doubt Cirucci has. She spent her control perks on making people pay MORE attention to her.

Hmmm. Interesting to consider how Luppi's stealth would be different from Nemo's. He probably doesn't have the psychic "don't notice me" aura, since people keep noticing him based on smell or air currents or whatever. He's probably more focused on traditional stealth, rather than clouding men's minds. Being totally silent, etc.
 
Fanwork Collection 14/08
All right, I'm not going to do this as a multiquote because SV prevents nested quoting so I would spend a literal hour clicking on each quote box to the link to the actual post and adding it to my multiquote, and then would have to split it into two posts anyway.

@Tricia I don't understand Core Baby. It was never my intent. You people are weird. And of course you would be writing an omake that is sweet and makes me wish this could have actually happened. But it never could. Have 25xp.

@RandomNPC The Return of the AU Overload. This is fun. Poor Esmeralda, so easily forgotten, yet so useful in an early-quest type of situation. Have 25xp.

@CausalityCircle Our first of two pieces about Nemo looting museums, uh :p And a nice crown-like variant. I like both these pictures. Have 50xp.

@Andres110 I see you're basically just subsidizing Jen now

Core Baby is cute even if that definitely would not be any character's actual design. And hat Cirucci picture is fearsome. Have 100xp.

@Coshiua A neat rundown of some of the mask designs suggested, I like. Have 50xp.

@Ramarok I am extremely confused.

@Evilness42 For your first art in nearly a decade this is isn't bad but uploaded pictures of still creased paper? Format is important :p Have 25xp.

@Solacen I like Nemo's belated embarrassment at having stolen so many masterpieces for. And what is it with you people and the nuclear abomination?! Still, I can't deny the extreme adorableness of her design. Have 75xp.

@Argidoll This Nemo looks pretty cool. And the bow theme of the Quincies even fits her ranged focus! Have 25xp.

@Zilla the madness returns. Have 25xp. This reminded me that I actually saw the Power Rangers reboot movie. Why? Why.

@Xepheria I like both of these pieces of art, but especially "Flying Kneemo," as terrible as the pun is; the dynamism of the piece really helps it compared to the static portrait of Nemo, though I like both. Yes, these two pieces of artwork are good; the one, and the other. If there had been more artworks, they might also have been good, but there are two, and they are neat. For these two artworks, you get 50xp, which is 25xp for one, and 25xp for the other. Totalled, this makes 25+25, which is 50xp, for two artworks.

Two.

@trob030490 I really like this piece. Given how anime tends to be relatively stylized, it always feels a bit weird to have a more realistic portrait of a character, but it's a good kind of weird. I like it. It's very regal.

@Krekalie These giraffe necks are a crime against mankind. Other than that all these versions of Nemo are really cute.

(krek and trob have both asked not to get xp, but I still wanted to comment)

@EarthScorpion wasn't listed in the round-up, probably because his art was an edit rather than an original piece, but his idea for Nemo's mask is neat, the effort to mock-up a version of it was appreciated, and so he gets 25xp.

@toxinvictory gets 25xp for his much appreciated help.

Also, it is possible that I may have missed some people's fanwork xp spendings in the last omake round and may not have put them in the log. The unearthly growth in page count around the Master Res vote kind of obscured a bunch of posts. If I missed your work, please tag me, preferably with a link to the piece I forgot to reward.
 
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"And who among the Espada," she asked, "is a known shapeshifter, who could trick his way into your fortress while you're away? Who could somehow acquire your Fraccion's knowledge?"

"Aaroniero," Szayel whispered, a look of understanding dawning on his face. "He's the Noveno, sitting just below me. He's always been resentful of my position, always been hungry for the knowledge I have, for the special abilities of my clones."

"And he was just emboldened by acquiring the power of a Captain," Cirucci said, her eyes shining in the shadows cast by dying flames, the beating rain giving her words a dark echo.
Well well, Cirucci weaved quite the tale to guide Szayel as she wanted. I like it.
 
Because sometimes we like to punish ourselves, and by the time we actually think about what we are doing it's too late.

My XP to High-Speed Regeneration please.

I am shocked. Shocked I tell you. Why? Because you didn't put your points towards Descorrer. :o

P.S.: Where is your omake? I missed it.
 
the irony of Cirucci's opinion on regeneration aside, her shadow games against Aizen is amazingly well done and interestingly done
 
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