jerkass to suggest something and then cause a disaster because of it ?
Velorien might still be willing to punish us. Especially if you suggested it instead of him.
This explains why Itachi's seals have Sasori's symbol on them: He's genuinely emotional enough his control is slipping a tiny bit, and he's adding details that shouldn't be there as they are abnormal. Hazou is too frazzled and scared to realize what it means.
On the other hand, Jiraiya had an ego slightly larger than the average passenger aircraft, and even he didn't mark his seals.It's more sensible that Itachi's seal have Sasori's symbol on them: He's a S-Ranker sealmaster and part of the Akatsuki, it make sense he would make seals for the rest of them and it also make sense he would put a symbol of them, as the one of the best sealmasters in the world.
[meme][The Sayonara plan] is the only current plan that has a chance at passing
I doubt very strongly that any core member of Team Uplift character will die. Haru might; he's not a core member, and Jiraiya did get knocked off the playing field.
Yes, I know that the QMs have repeatedly stated that there is no plot armor. I also know that no core member of Team Uplift has ever died, despite repeatedly facing the longest of odds.
Hazo, Noburi, and Akane will live.
Of course past performance is an indicator of future performance. It's not a guarantee, but it's the only source of data that we have, and it's a good one. As for Jiraiya, I am very surprised that you consider him a core member of Team Uplift, and I strongly disagree with you.Past performance is not indicator of future performance. Beside, Jiraiya did die, and I considered him a core member of the team.
Generally speaking I don't try to privilege hypotheses that require 'the QMs have been big fat liars this entire quest about something they've said is very important to them' as a prerequisite, or broadcast them to everyone and therefore announce that I think the QMs are big fat liars only pretending to care, but you do you I suppose.I doubt very strongly that any core member of Team Uplift character will die. Haru might; he's not a core member, and Jiraiya did get knocked off the playing field.
Yes, I know that the QMs have repeatedly stated that there is no plot armor. I also know that no core member of Team Uplift has ever died, despite repeatedly facing the longest of odds.
Hazo, Noburi, and Akane will live.
Just fucking ignore him.Generally speaking I don't try to privilege hypotheses that require 'the QMs have been big fat liars this entire quest about something they've said is very important to them' as a prerequisite, or broadcast them to everyone and therefore announcing that I think the QMs are big fat liars only pretending to care, but you do you I suppose.
I'm afraid an advance sacrifice to those who feast on player suffering won't save Hazō this time, but good thought.Omake: Sooner or Later
Kagome was enjoying a relaxing hour of scribing explosive seals when a feeling washed over him. A feeling that heralded nothing good, but was all too familiar to him. A Shift.
The surprise almost caused Kagome's hand to jerk and ruin the seal, but he carefully finished the stroke and let his mind race. What was missing? Usually he would get a certain intuition about what was affected, and then a little investigation could confirm it (if the change wasn't obvious in some way).
This time his intuition was hazy, and Kagome quickly ran through a checklist of things most important to him, including his family and the parts of reality necessary for their continued survival. Nothing seemed to stand out. This wouldn't be the Shift that eliminated air or (Kagome shuddered at the thought) explosions, it seemed. But what was it taking away?
The pressure kept building, which wasn't a good sign. Normally this feeling only happened after the Shift had taken place, and it always faded away instead of growing. Kagome could scarcely fathom how big the Shift would have to be to cause such pressure before landing.
Unless…
As realization struck, a sad smile spread across Kagome's face. "I sort of figured, sooner or later I'd be the unlucky one." He looked upwards and relaxed. "I guess it's finally time."
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Goketsu Hazou, self-taught sealmaster extraordinaire and inventor of the Skywalker, strolled back home for a nice cup of hot chocolate. Privately, he reflected for what felt like the hundredth time on his extraordinary sealing success. Learning sealing by himself from some hidden notes in the woods was accomplishment enough, but it was nothing short of a miracle that he could invent the Skywalker seal without extradimensional monsters biting his face off along the way. It was enough to feel inadequate sometimes, like he'd soon be outed as a talentless fraud. As always, though, there was only one solution: get good fast enough to live up to his name.
A few minutes later and Hazou was contentedly sipping his chocolate and making notes for his next session with Honoka (it was his week, after all). Fifi, lounging in the corner, yawned with a loud piercing sound that would send anyone not used to it scrambling for a weapon, and then approached Hazou to demand attention. Serving Fifi and tutoring Honoka were both team efforts, but they were worth it all the same.
Hazou turned his attention to the sealing toolkit he had left out. His backup kit, rather. It was good practice to make sure it was comfortable to work with before you needed it, but it was a little negligent to forget to put it away afterwards. No matter, it was a matter of moments to switch it out for his main set, and then everything was back to normal.
Eaglejarl: You guys really want to be the inventor of skywalkers, don't you?Omake: Sooner or Later
Kagome was enjoying a relaxing hour of scribing explosive seals when a feeling washed over him. A feeling that heralded nothing good, but was all too familiar to him. A Shift.
The surprise almost caused Kagome's hand to jerk and ruin the seal, but he carefully finished the stroke and let his mind race. What was missing? Usually he would get a certain intuition about what was affected, and then a little investigation could confirm it (if the change wasn't obvious in some way).
This time his intuition was hazy, and Kagome quickly ran through a checklist of things most important to him, including his family and the parts of reality necessary for their continued survival. Nothing seemed to stand out. This wouldn't be the Shift that eliminated air or (Kagome shuddered at the thought) explosions, it seemed. But what was it taking away?
The pressure kept building, which wasn't a good sign. Normally this feeling only happened after the Shift had taken place, and it always faded away instead of growing. Kagome could scarcely fathom how big the Shift would have to be to cause such pressure before landing.
Unless…
As realization struck, a sad smile spread across Kagome's face. "I sort of figured, sooner or later I'd be the unlucky one." He looked upwards and relaxed. "I guess it's finally time."
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Goketsu Hazou, self-taught sealmaster extraordinaire and inventor of the Skywalker, strolled back home for a nice cup of hot chocolate. Privately, he reflected for what felt like the hundredth time on his extraordinary sealing success. Learning sealing by himself from some hidden notes in the woods was accomplishment enough, but it was nothing short of a miracle that he could invent the Skywalker seal without extradimensional monsters biting his face off along the way. It was enough to feel inadequate sometimes, like he'd soon be outed as a talentless fraud. As always, though, there was only one solution: get good fast enough to live up to his name.
A few minutes later and Hazou was contentedly sipping his chocolate and making notes for his next session with Honoka (it was his week, after all). Fifi, lounging in the corner, yawned with a loud piercing sound that would send anyone not used to it scrambling for a weapon, and then approached Hazou to demand attention. Serving Fifi and tutoring Honoka were both team efforts, but they were worth it all the same.
Hazou turned his attention to the sealing toolkit he had left out. His backup kit, rather. It was good practice to make sure it was comfortable to work with before you needed it, but it was a little negligent to forget to put it away afterwards. No matter, it was a matter of moments to switch it out for his main set, and then everything was back to normal.