Mother Nyx
Mother of Elpis
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- The Kei Klub
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- She/Her
Is she... is she mastered or something because??
A CYOA in Worm or I think my name is No No
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Just taking Sophia's behavior to it's logical extreme.
Granted, she is also taking a firm grasp of the idiot ball, but bullies never want to admit that their torturing an innocent is wrong, and never want to give up a Target. The Target always deserves it, and any consequences coming their way is something the Target needs to pay for since they should have knuckled under and taken it without complaint.
Again, this is taking it to the point of absurdity, but makes some sense if she's grasping the idiot ball.
Every parahuman is to some degree or another.
- Location
- In My Parlour like a Good Arachne
- Pronouns
- She, her
Yea that kind of makes sense. How long has it been since Sophia got to use her powers for conflict? Nevermind she does not quite seem to understand reality.
Rajvik_wolfboy
Wolf amongst the stars.
- Location
- Florida
in my mind Sopha never understood reality after her trigger. Yes she is going to extreme, yes she is grabbing the idiot ball, but she always struck me as that bully that never knew when to stop. and i have personally dealt with enough of those over my life.
Jonn Wolfe
(Verified Sarcastic) (Not a Wolf)
- Location
- Beyond Sanity Since 1971
Well, she just doubled down on the crazy.
Chapter 8
Rajvik_wolfboy
Wolf amongst the stars.
- Location
- Florida
8.1
**Taylor**
"One of the things you have to understand about the English Language is that it is about as pure as a dockside lady of negotiable virtue when the Seventh Fleet is in port," our AP-English teacher, Mr. Basset, said as he went through his lecture portion for the class. "Another philosopher of languages is quoted as saying that the English language has a habit of following other languages down dark alleyways and riffling their pockets for various words and phrases." This caused the entire class to chuckle slightly and the teacher smiled before continuing, "Because of this many words have changed their meaning or use since their inclusion in the English language. Could someone, anyone, give me an example of such a word." As he said the last bit he turned back to the white board behind his desk and took up his dry erase marker."
"Fuck!" a male voice called out from the opposite side of the classroom and my head snapped around to see Michael Herren stuffing his phone inside his jacket and looking around in a near panic.
Mr. Basset, however, took the word in a nonplussed manner. "While not quite the word I was expecting Mister Herren, it does fit the criteria," the teacher commented. "Now, what does the word Fuck actually mean, Mister Montrose, Webster's definition?"
A lanky black teen stood up from the front row, a large unabridged dictionary on his desk. "According to Webster there are two definitions, one, an act of sexual intercourse, and the second the destruction of an item."
Mr. Basset nodded writing these things on the board. "However, we do know that the use of the word is larger than that. I want everyone to try and think of a way that uses the word fuck that isn't sexual." The class looked at each other in astonishment at that. "Be sure to give the context for the use and remember that the word can be used as almost every word in a sentence."
"How is that sir?" someone I didn't know in the back asked.
"Well while everyone tries to think of a use for the word that isn't sexual why don't I give a few examples," the teacher said turning around. "Most uses are as a noun or a verb, however it can be used as an adjective, such as in the sentence, John is doing all the fucking work. As part of an adverb like Shirley talks to fucking much. As an adverb enhancing an adjective as in Shirley is fucking beautiful. Honestly it can, as I said, be used as almost every word in a sentence."
"An example of that sir?" I heard myself ask.
The teacher smirked, "Well, as some of you have surely said about various groups; Fuck the fucking fuckers!" The teacher saying that broke the class, everyone laughed, and it took a few minutes for everyone to get it under control. "Now that you have managed to get that out of your systems. What uses do you have for me?" he picked a girl and pointed at her.
"Describing Fraud sir," the girl replied. The teacher nodded for her to continue, so she did. "I got fucked at the used car lot."
Mr. Basset nodded to this before pointing to another student who had also had their hand raised, "Trouble, I guess I'm really fucked now." The boy answered.
"Good, good," Mr. Basset replied, both past tense verbs, but different uses. Miss Marshall?"
"Difficulty," the girl he had picked out answered, "I don't understand this fucking question." That earned a chuckle from everyone, even the teacher who nodded and pointed to another student.
"Inquiry," the boy said only for someone else to pipe up, "Who the fuck is that?" which also earned a chuckle as well as a glare from the first boy. "Fine then, I'll go with dissatisfaction." The teacher nodded so the boy continued, "I don't like what the fuck is going on here."
Another nod and another student was chosen "Dismissal," the girl said before getting a nod at which point she turned to the boy next to her and said, "Why don't you go outside and play hide and go fuck yourself."
That earned laughter and comments of "burn" as the boy, who had been slowly edging closer to the cheerleader quickly backed off. "That one probably edges a bit too close to the sexual miss Baxter, however I would suggest that mister Bronson take your advice, or else listen to the use of the word regarding anger and not fuck with you." The class chuckled at that and the student held up his hands in surrender. "Next," Mr. Bassett said, pointing at another student.
We spent the next five minutes discussing the use of the word Fuck, its meaning and etymology as well what types of word each use was before the class ended and I had to go to Study Hall, but it had made English class fun for the first time in a long while.
**
Akane:
I sighed as Study Hall drug on toward the end of the school day. I was frustrated by the pace today had set compared to the speed that yesterday had passed at. The fashion show had been a whirlwind event in of itself, and then the events at the diner had played out. Meeting Uncle Kenta, my cousins, finding out that I was related to elder Xian Pu, all had come at me like lightning. And then Taylor taking down those asshats like she did. I smiled at the thought and glanced over at her as she seemed to be working on her homework. She had killed it on the runway during the fashion show according to my cousins, and aunt Hikari who was definitely wanting the both of us to do some other work that a model had apparently flaked out on. Taylor was considering doing it but wanted to talk to me later today or tomorrow about it. I also thought back to the text conversation that Mayumi and I had had in the aftermath of the restaurant incident.
**
By ten that night I was back at the PRT building and about to bed down for school the next day when my phone trilled with a text alert. So how did the fashion show go? Mayumi asked.
Good, I answered with a smile. Taylor was the shit out on the runway, completely cool demeanor and absolutely no wobble on her heels. Was a might pissed at me for the music though.
Why? she texted back, followed by a sudden flurry of WHAT DID YOU DO??? three or four times, getting "louder" each time.
Nothing bad, I texted back initially to which she replied with a questioning emoji. I just timed certain songs to start as she came on stage.
What songs and what does she look like? Mayumi asked and I could practically hear her voice in a deadpan tone.
I sent a smilie emoji and then answered, She looks like a Caucasian version of you but without the confidence, though I'm working on that part, and the first song she came out to was ZZTop's Legs while wearing a sundress that might have been considered a bit short and showed her legs off quite nicely. Her second outfit was a nice suit/skirt combo and gave her a "hot teacher" look so I had Van Halen play for that one. Her last outfit was a LBD, so Long Cool Woman was a must.
It apparently took a minute for her to figure out how she wanted to respond, but when it came through, it didn't really surprise me. I want pictures, she texted me and I sighed because of course she did. Then, as I was typing out my response she texted a new question, So how did opening night at Uncle Kenta's restaurant go? and like that the fact that I had been so close to him and yet so far away at the same time struck me.
I'll see what I can do about pics of Taylor, both in and out of the outfits, as to dinner, apparently no one realized that he was also MY uncle. We thought he had died during Kyushu and he had thought the same about us. The fact that you and I knew each other is "Small World" kinda bullshit right there and I bet if I had ever intruded to meet your Uncle Kenta, then the bandaid would have been ripped off ages ago.
My text must have either surprised the hell out of her or else she had been at lunch and the break had ended because I didn't get find a response until I got up the next morning, Mom and I are so going to have a talk when she gets home!
**
Ran looked at Mayumi as she pinned the elder Saotome with a glare as she came in the apartment door from her job, "What's wrong Mayumi?"
"How long have we known Uncle Kenta?" the teen asked. "I don't remember much from before I started school, I know that dad disappeared going to fight Leviathan at Kyushu and that Daisuke was born not long after that, but I don't actually remember any of that, just that Aunt Hikari was there for you while Uncle Kenta was off in China at the time for some reason."
"Why do you ask?" Ran asked as she walked into the apartment's kitchen and set down her bag. Turning she watched her daughter use a foot to push out a chair so that the older woman could sit down.
"Because I was texting with Akane today and she found out that our uncle Kenta is actually HER uncle Kenta," Mayumi answered. "That the man they had thought was dead since Kyushu was at times only a few miles away whenever we would have a family get together that she could have crashed at any time."
"Yeah," Ran sighed, sitting down at the table. "I was going to try and talk to her once you got around to discussing things with her and working things out." Mayumi lifted an eyebrow at her mother and the woman continued. "I didn't know until I talked to Kenta the day after you told me why you and Akane broke up. I've noticed your sleeping better," she continued, "did you talk things out with her?"
"Last weekend," Mayumi mumbled looking away. "She was playing with the band when we got to aunt Nabiki's."
"So that's why you spent the entire visit either talking or texting on your phone," Ran said smugly. "Are you back together?"
"Somewhat," Mayumi answered, waggling her hand in a so-so gesture. "We're going to take it slow and see if this time apart is a good thing or not. We'll revisit it during summer break."
Ran smiled at her daughter. "We've known Kenta Horaki since just after Kyushu when he brought the bodies of your uncles back to us."
"Why didn't he bring Dad's body back as well?" Mayumi asked.
Ran smiled, "Because the dumbass disappeared," she answered.
**
Katie
Finally! I thought as the bell rang and the three of us headed out of class. I made a quick trip to my locker to change out some of the books I had in my bag and then I was meeting up with the others at the bus stop.
"If I doze off on the bus downtown, you two will wake me up when we get there right?" Akane asked.
"Of course we will Akane," Taylor said even as I nodded. "Why wouldn't we?" In the short time I had known her I knew that "Butter won't melt in my mouth" tone coming from Taylor. It was the one she used on Dennis when he misbehaved.
Because of that I had to ask as we sat down on the bus. "What did you do to Taylor, Akane?"
Akane sighed and let her head fall forward into the back of the empty seat in front of us even as Taylor patted her on the back. "Not much really," Taylor answered in Akane's place. "Did you get to watch the fashion show yesterday? I know they televised it."
I shook my head, "Not really into the fashion circles," I answered. "What happened."
"She made me the center of attention at the fashion show," Taylor answered in a deadpan tone. "Every time I came out on stage for my walk, there would be a new song to call attention to me and my look."
I raised an eyebrow at Akane, who was still resting her head against the seat in front of us. "You didn't?" I half asked, half said.
"She did," Taylor replied. "Legs, Hot for Teacher, and Long Cool Woman."
"And what was the reaction?" I heard myself ask, the curiosity getting to me.
Taylor sat back with a huff, "According to Akane's Aunt Hikari there are a dozen or more modeling offers for me as of lunch today. I don't even want to know what has arrived since then."
I felt my jaw drop, "You're kidding me," Taylor looked at me and shook her head. "Holy shit," I muttered. "What does our bosses have to say about that?"
"Glen apparently had a meltdown over it and the fact that he can't use us himself," Akane muttered out from her spot. "Aunt Em was particularly amused by that when she was told. She told me that nobody could really force the issue, so we're golden there. Just be prepared for a bit of pressure from PR."
"What kind of pressure?" I asked.
"Offers to change cities and be more public," Akane muttered, "Do a full make-over on you and make you a famous cover girl for the Wards and Protectorate. Makes things more a PR job than what we're meant to do."
Both Taylor and I nodded, "They can suck it," I said just as softly, "I'm not leaving, not when I have real friends."
"And a boyfriend," Taylor pointed out, causing me to blush. "Any idea on foster parents yet?"
I sighed, "No," I answered. "Not yet."
**
**Taylor**
"One of the things you have to understand about the English Language is that it is about as pure as a dockside lady of negotiable virtue when the Seventh Fleet is in port," our AP-English teacher, Mr. Basset, said as he went through his lecture portion for the class. "Another philosopher of languages is quoted as saying that the English language has a habit of following other languages down dark alleyways and riffling their pockets for various words and phrases." This caused the entire class to chuckle slightly and the teacher smiled before continuing, "Because of this many words have changed their meaning or use since their inclusion in the English language. Could someone, anyone, give me an example of such a word." As he said the last bit he turned back to the white board behind his desk and took up his dry erase marker."
"Fuck!" a male voice called out from the opposite side of the classroom and my head snapped around to see Michael Herren stuffing his phone inside his jacket and looking around in a near panic.
Mr. Basset, however, took the word in a nonplussed manner. "While not quite the word I was expecting Mister Herren, it does fit the criteria," the teacher commented. "Now, what does the word Fuck actually mean, Mister Montrose, Webster's definition?"
A lanky black teen stood up from the front row, a large unabridged dictionary on his desk. "According to Webster there are two definitions, one, an act of sexual intercourse, and the second the destruction of an item."
Mr. Basset nodded writing these things on the board. "However, we do know that the use of the word is larger than that. I want everyone to try and think of a way that uses the word fuck that isn't sexual." The class looked at each other in astonishment at that. "Be sure to give the context for the use and remember that the word can be used as almost every word in a sentence."
"How is that sir?" someone I didn't know in the back asked.
"Well while everyone tries to think of a use for the word that isn't sexual why don't I give a few examples," the teacher said turning around. "Most uses are as a noun or a verb, however it can be used as an adjective, such as in the sentence, John is doing all the fucking work. As part of an adverb like Shirley talks to fucking much. As an adverb enhancing an adjective as in Shirley is fucking beautiful. Honestly it can, as I said, be used as almost every word in a sentence."
"An example of that sir?" I heard myself ask.
The teacher smirked, "Well, as some of you have surely said about various groups; Fuck the fucking fuckers!" The teacher saying that broke the class, everyone laughed, and it took a few minutes for everyone to get it under control. "Now that you have managed to get that out of your systems. What uses do you have for me?" he picked a girl and pointed at her.
"Describing Fraud sir," the girl replied. The teacher nodded for her to continue, so she did. "I got fucked at the used car lot."
Mr. Basset nodded to this before pointing to another student who had also had their hand raised, "Trouble, I guess I'm really fucked now." The boy answered.
"Good, good," Mr. Basset replied, both past tense verbs, but different uses. Miss Marshall?"
"Difficulty," the girl he had picked out answered, "I don't understand this fucking question." That earned a chuckle from everyone, even the teacher who nodded and pointed to another student.
"Inquiry," the boy said only for someone else to pipe up, "Who the fuck is that?" which also earned a chuckle as well as a glare from the first boy. "Fine then, I'll go with dissatisfaction." The teacher nodded so the boy continued, "I don't like what the fuck is going on here."
Another nod and another student was chosen "Dismissal," the girl said before getting a nod at which point she turned to the boy next to her and said, "Why don't you go outside and play hide and go fuck yourself."
That earned laughter and comments of "burn" as the boy, who had been slowly edging closer to the cheerleader quickly backed off. "That one probably edges a bit too close to the sexual miss Baxter, however I would suggest that mister Bronson take your advice, or else listen to the use of the word regarding anger and not fuck with you." The class chuckled at that and the student held up his hands in surrender. "Next," Mr. Bassett said, pointing at another student.
We spent the next five minutes discussing the use of the word Fuck, its meaning and etymology as well what types of word each use was before the class ended and I had to go to Study Hall, but it had made English class fun for the first time in a long while.
**
Akane:
I sighed as Study Hall drug on toward the end of the school day. I was frustrated by the pace today had set compared to the speed that yesterday had passed at. The fashion show had been a whirlwind event in of itself, and then the events at the diner had played out. Meeting Uncle Kenta, my cousins, finding out that I was related to elder Xian Pu, all had come at me like lightning. And then Taylor taking down those asshats like she did. I smiled at the thought and glanced over at her as she seemed to be working on her homework. She had killed it on the runway during the fashion show according to my cousins, and aunt Hikari who was definitely wanting the both of us to do some other work that a model had apparently flaked out on. Taylor was considering doing it but wanted to talk to me later today or tomorrow about it. I also thought back to the text conversation that Mayumi and I had had in the aftermath of the restaurant incident.
**
By ten that night I was back at the PRT building and about to bed down for school the next day when my phone trilled with a text alert. So how did the fashion show go? Mayumi asked.
Good, I answered with a smile. Taylor was the shit out on the runway, completely cool demeanor and absolutely no wobble on her heels. Was a might pissed at me for the music though.
Why? she texted back, followed by a sudden flurry of WHAT DID YOU DO??? three or four times, getting "louder" each time.
Nothing bad, I texted back initially to which she replied with a questioning emoji. I just timed certain songs to start as she came on stage.
What songs and what does she look like? Mayumi asked and I could practically hear her voice in a deadpan tone.
I sent a smilie emoji and then answered, She looks like a Caucasian version of you but without the confidence, though I'm working on that part, and the first song she came out to was ZZTop's Legs while wearing a sundress that might have been considered a bit short and showed her legs off quite nicely. Her second outfit was a nice suit/skirt combo and gave her a "hot teacher" look so I had Van Halen play for that one. Her last outfit was a LBD, so Long Cool Woman was a must.
It apparently took a minute for her to figure out how she wanted to respond, but when it came through, it didn't really surprise me. I want pictures, she texted me and I sighed because of course she did. Then, as I was typing out my response she texted a new question, So how did opening night at Uncle Kenta's restaurant go? and like that the fact that I had been so close to him and yet so far away at the same time struck me.
I'll see what I can do about pics of Taylor, both in and out of the outfits, as to dinner, apparently no one realized that he was also MY uncle. We thought he had died during Kyushu and he had thought the same about us. The fact that you and I knew each other is "Small World" kinda bullshit right there and I bet if I had ever intruded to meet your Uncle Kenta, then the bandaid would have been ripped off ages ago.
My text must have either surprised the hell out of her or else she had been at lunch and the break had ended because I didn't get find a response until I got up the next morning, Mom and I are so going to have a talk when she gets home!
**
Ran looked at Mayumi as she pinned the elder Saotome with a glare as she came in the apartment door from her job, "What's wrong Mayumi?"
"How long have we known Uncle Kenta?" the teen asked. "I don't remember much from before I started school, I know that dad disappeared going to fight Leviathan at Kyushu and that Daisuke was born not long after that, but I don't actually remember any of that, just that Aunt Hikari was there for you while Uncle Kenta was off in China at the time for some reason."
"Why do you ask?" Ran asked as she walked into the apartment's kitchen and set down her bag. Turning she watched her daughter use a foot to push out a chair so that the older woman could sit down.
"Because I was texting with Akane today and she found out that our uncle Kenta is actually HER uncle Kenta," Mayumi answered. "That the man they had thought was dead since Kyushu was at times only a few miles away whenever we would have a family get together that she could have crashed at any time."
"Yeah," Ran sighed, sitting down at the table. "I was going to try and talk to her once you got around to discussing things with her and working things out." Mayumi lifted an eyebrow at her mother and the woman continued. "I didn't know until I talked to Kenta the day after you told me why you and Akane broke up. I've noticed your sleeping better," she continued, "did you talk things out with her?"
"Last weekend," Mayumi mumbled looking away. "She was playing with the band when we got to aunt Nabiki's."
"So that's why you spent the entire visit either talking or texting on your phone," Ran said smugly. "Are you back together?"
"Somewhat," Mayumi answered, waggling her hand in a so-so gesture. "We're going to take it slow and see if this time apart is a good thing or not. We'll revisit it during summer break."
Ran smiled at her daughter. "We've known Kenta Horaki since just after Kyushu when he brought the bodies of your uncles back to us."
"Why didn't he bring Dad's body back as well?" Mayumi asked.
Ran smiled, "Because the dumbass disappeared," she answered.
**
Katie
Finally! I thought as the bell rang and the three of us headed out of class. I made a quick trip to my locker to change out some of the books I had in my bag and then I was meeting up with the others at the bus stop.
"If I doze off on the bus downtown, you two will wake me up when we get there right?" Akane asked.
"Of course we will Akane," Taylor said even as I nodded. "Why wouldn't we?" In the short time I had known her I knew that "Butter won't melt in my mouth" tone coming from Taylor. It was the one she used on Dennis when he misbehaved.
Because of that I had to ask as we sat down on the bus. "What did you do to Taylor, Akane?"
Akane sighed and let her head fall forward into the back of the empty seat in front of us even as Taylor patted her on the back. "Not much really," Taylor answered in Akane's place. "Did you get to watch the fashion show yesterday? I know they televised it."
I shook my head, "Not really into the fashion circles," I answered. "What happened."
"She made me the center of attention at the fashion show," Taylor answered in a deadpan tone. "Every time I came out on stage for my walk, there would be a new song to call attention to me and my look."
I raised an eyebrow at Akane, who was still resting her head against the seat in front of us. "You didn't?" I half asked, half said.
"She did," Taylor replied. "Legs, Hot for Teacher, and Long Cool Woman."
"And what was the reaction?" I heard myself ask, the curiosity getting to me.
Taylor sat back with a huff, "According to Akane's Aunt Hikari there are a dozen or more modeling offers for me as of lunch today. I don't even want to know what has arrived since then."
I felt my jaw drop, "You're kidding me," Taylor looked at me and shook her head. "Holy shit," I muttered. "What does our bosses have to say about that?"
"Glen apparently had a meltdown over it and the fact that he can't use us himself," Akane muttered out from her spot. "Aunt Em was particularly amused by that when she was told. She told me that nobody could really force the issue, so we're golden there. Just be prepared for a bit of pressure from PR."
"What kind of pressure?" I asked.
"Offers to change cities and be more public," Akane muttered, "Do a full make-over on you and make you a famous cover girl for the Wards and Protectorate. Makes things more a PR job than what we're meant to do."
Both Taylor and I nodded, "They can suck it," I said just as softly, "I'm not leaving, not when I have real friends."
"And a boyfriend," Taylor pointed out, causing me to blush. "Any idea on foster parents yet?"
I sighed, "No," I answered. "Not yet."
**
- Location
- Illinois
Huh. I don't think I've seen a chapter with such a reason for such active use of a particular swear word before....
Jonn Wolfe
(Verified Sarcastic) (Not a Wolf)
- Location
- Beyond Sanity Since 1971
Sounds more like a certain perpetually lost boy, than being caught by CUI's parahuman slavers. Though I could easily be wrong.
Ashkari
(Verified Ink-slinger)
- Location
- United States
Well there was the sequence in Mauling Snarks where Taylor stumps her English teacher as to which famous classical author had once written "Fuck literature" as part of an official published work
I'm liking this, but you're pretty sloppy with quotation marks, someone will be talking and suddenly we're in narration but there was no closing ". Or there will be a closing " in the middle of someone's dialog, so they'll still be talking when you've just indicated we should be reading narration.
Please pay more attention to this, it's a bit jarring.
Please pay more attention to this, it's a bit jarring.
James Nicoll, after making that post, penned another stating that it was a common misspelling of rifle, so presumably rifle's the word he intended.
Mr Nicoll is still alive; he was born in 1961 (younger than me) and, hooray, is Canadian.
Ashkari
(Verified Ink-slinger)
- Location
- United States
So, seeing as this had an update recently, I was doing a reread and thought I might reply to your ancient comment in the hopes that maybe you can go back and edit in an answer for others, since there wasn't one given between that chapter and the next.
If you care at all, maybe copy/paste this in an edit
If not, well... maybe someone rereading will find it useful.———————
To answer, the 4 phrases No No was muttering in Japanese at the start of Chapter 5 were apparently a fragment of inherited knowledge from her pre-CYOA existence. (Or from whatever created her / gave her abilities, etc.)
While I don't have a complete, literal translation, they are as follows:
1. Pretty sure this is Taylor's trigger date and time. I don't know I've ever heard it actually spoken that way, but my experience with the language amounts to only a year's worth in college. However, 'Tsuki' in a date (which is usually expressed as a symbol following a numeral when written) means 'month #X'. Alongside the other words I do recognize, I'm confident that the first part at least could be almost literally translated as 'Month 1, Day 3, Hour 7, Minute 45'.
So, January 3rd, 7:45am. Taylor's trigger, obviously.
2. The second one I actually don't recognize any of the words for, except for 'February', and in context 'Kyanbera' is obviously Canberra.
3. '5 Tsuki' would be May, and Burokkuton is 'Brockton' as a transliteration. Further to that, 'burokkuton o osoimasu' is definitely 'will attack Brockton'. Pretty major giveaway what the rest of the sentence is about, ne?
4. 'Indo' would be India, and I think one of those words makes it 'capital of India'. The verb at the end is also about arrival, and the '8 tsuki' would be 'August'.
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Obviously, in conclusion this would be information about Taylor's trigger event and the upcoming canon Endbringer attacks.
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Rajvik_wolfboy
Wolf amongst the stars.
- Location
- Florida
Congratulations, you translated this accurately now the question is, does her existence change things?So, seeing as this had an update recently, I was doing a reread and thought I might reply to your ancient comment in the hopes that maybe you can go back and edit in an answer for others, since there wasn't one given between that chapter and the next.
If you care at all, maybe copy/paste this in an edit
———————
To answer, the 4 phrases No No was muttering in Japanese at the start of Chapter 5 were apparently a fragment of inherited knowledge from her pre-CYOA existence. (Or from whatever created her / gave her abilities, etc.)
While I don't have a complete, literal translation, they are as follows:
1. Pretty sure this is Taylor's trigger date and time. I don't know I've ever heard it actually spoken that way, but my experience with the language amounts to only a year's worth in college. However, 'Tsuki' in a date (which is usually expressed as a symbol following a numeral when written) means 'month #X'. Alongside the other words I do recognize, I'm confident that the first part at least could be almost literally translated as 'Month 1, Day 3, Hour 7, Minute 45'.
So, January 3rd, 7:45am. Taylor's trigger, obviously.
2. The second one I actually don't recognize any of the words for, except for 'February', and in context 'Kyanbera' is obviously Canberra.
3. '5 Tsuki' would be May, and Burokkuton is 'Brockton' as a transliteration. Further to that, 'burokkuton o osoimasu' is definitely 'will attack Brockton'. Pretty major giveaway what the rest of the sentence is about, ne?
4. 'Indo' would be India, and I think one of those words makes it 'capital of India'. The verb at the end is also about arrival, and the '8 tsuki' would be 'August'.
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Obviously, in conclusion this would be information about Taylor's trigger event and the upcoming canon Endbringer attacks.
Ashkari
(Verified Ink-slinger)
- Location
- United States
I'm actually a bit on the fence about that, actually, though I'm really leaning 'not really'.
While the existence of the groups from various animes
(I'm assuming we've got... what? At least Ranma 1/2 and MGLN or something like it? I vaguely remember an offhand comment about Nanoha being a blaster 12 or something, but I'm actually not familiar at all with most of the anime stuff referenced here)
would suggest that there should be major changes, it doesn't seem like that's been the case for past events, such as when some of the Ranma cast died fighting Leviathan. And Akane's power isn't necessarily a huge force multiplier by default. I don't see, for example, her power having a huge impact on a fight against the S9, as it's unlikely she'd have a chance to shut down any of their powers, and she lacks defenses that would seriously impede their ability to take her out.
So I suspect that while canon events are liable to be well-derailed by basic AU elements like her relationship with Lung, I don't actually think she's guaranteed to play a huge role unless she actually remembers those details well enough to act on them. (Even unconsciously)
LostArchivist
Sane, unfortunately.
- Location
- The State of Confusion
This is great. I am of course waiting for all the setup to pay off and all the ridiculously high-end groups to show up and give the Bay a good scrubbing, but even just hearing about the connections to the cast of MGLN, possible PMMM, Ranma, and all the rest is hilarious. Plus apparently Lung's being civilized and actually treating his part of town well and the Travelers found a clue.
So, yes, I'm gleefully watching the chaos and looking forward to more.
There were quite a few places where it could use some editing (I may go back for that at some point, but for now just know that you have a number of places where you used "to" instead of "too" and some of the other usual suspects. Missing words or commas, duplicated phrasing from an editing pass, etc). It's not too bad, though it is noticeable if you're looking.
So, yes, I'm gleefully watching the chaos and looking forward to more.
There were quite a few places where it could use some editing (I may go back for that at some point, but for now just know that you have a number of places where you used "to" instead of "too" and some of the other usual suspects. Missing words or commas, duplicated phrasing from an editing pass, etc). It's not too bad, though it is noticeable if you're looking.
Chapter 8.2
Rajvik_wolfboy
Wolf amongst the stars.
- Location
- Florida
**Ukyo Kuonji**
"I'm sorry, but we're closed for the immediate… oh. Danny?" I said, as the frown that had been on my face as I opened the door became a smile. "What brings you here? We're actually closed due to last night."
"I understand," Danny answered. "But, I figured I might be able to help, so I found some guys who knew how to lay flooring. Or, in this case, pull it and replace it, and brought them with me." I craned my neck out of the doorway and peered at the parking area. Three pickups and a sedan sat in it as well as three older, and six younger men. "If Kenta can get the materials," Danny said, smiling. "We can have the floor work done in a day to three, depending on whether or not he wants to change from that short pile carpet you have, to full tile or not."
My eyes widened. "I don't know what is available as far as budgeting for this is concerned, Danny," I said, pushing the door completely open. "But, I'll text Kenta to see what he wants to do. In the meanwhile, the least I can do is fix some coffee. That is, if you gentlemen would like to join me for a cup?" While I had raised my voice so that they could all hear, my eyes were solely on Danny.
He smiled at me, and I smiled back, "We would love some coffee, Ukyo," he answered, taking the door and holding it open, allowing me to step back and let the other men in. "Let's see what we have to do."
**
**Kenta**
"Mister and Mrs. Horaki, so nice to see you again," the doctor said as he stepped into the exam room and smiled at them. "How are you today?"
I nodded to the doctor, leaving Hikari to carry the conversation, "Honestly doctor Honeycutt," Hikari said, giving me a glare, "I'm feeling a bit, off. Not sick per say, but not quite right."
"Alright," the doctor said with a nod. "Let me look at your bloodwork here and we'll see what there is to see." Picking up the medical chart from beside the exam table he started to look over the information and asked, "How, in particular, have you been feeling off?" he asked.
"Nausea, bloating, weird tastes and scents hitting me at odd moments," Hikari answered as the doctor squinted at the medical file. "Occasional dizziness as well, but not that often, and I have usually attributed it to standing up too fast."
The doctor hummed at that before half stepping out into the hall and pulling in a nurse. "Joanne, could you get a small blood draw and run this test on it real quick, someone didn't think to do it with her general work-up?"
"Yes doctor," the nurse answered, taking the file as the doctor finished writing in it. A quick blood draw and the nurse was heading out. "It should only take a few minutes, Mrs. Horaki." She said as she left the room.
"Now," the doctor said, sitting on the second chair. "In all honesty Mrs. Horaki, this could simply be menopause settling in, however, that is not the only thing, only the most benign option. I don't think it's an inner ear infection, you show no signs of fever and your white blood cell count is, if anything, a little low for that. Comparatively," I let the conversation between Hikari and Doctor Honeycutt wash into the background for me. All things were possible, I would deal with realities and only realities, much like the damage at the restaurant from last night. Ukyo had sent me notice that Daniel Hebert had showed up with workmen to help deal with the carpet and was able to offer a very fair price on replacing the carpet with tile. Doing so would shut the venue down for a week, but honesty compelled me to note that we would need to do a brand-new annual re-opening regardless. So being shut down for another week would not hurt anything. I texted Ukyo to get the supplies that Danny suggested and go ahead with the tiling. By the time that was done I looked up and the nurse was walking back in with the medical file, handing it to the doctor before leaving.
The doctor took up the file and looked at the results of the test he had ordered and blinked. "Well," he said. "You're not the oldest person I've had this conversation with, and more importantly this isn't your first time, but at least here is an answer for your issues. Congratulations."
"Congratulations?" I asked in a low rumble while giving him a lifted eyebrow.
"Yes," the doctor replied smiling. "Or did you not want another child?"
**
**Akane**
Walking into the PRT building through the front door was sometimes the funniest part of my situation. Being a Ward let you into the building whenever you wanted outside a lockdown, but being the director's niece, or one of her friends allowed you to walk in the front door without being in costume because you have to go somewhere after school, why not go hang with the Wards. Of course, being known to hang with the Wards you get the inevitable question of, "What is, (insert Ward identity here) really like?" all the damn time, but what could you do?"
"Akane," I heard my name ring out and found myself being struck by a moderate sized blonde missile named Dinah.
"What the…" Katie and I asked almost in sync even as Taylor sighed. "Dinah, where are your parents?" she asked.
"They still don't believe me," she said into my chest and I sighed as I pulsed my power through her, shutting her own down. I felt her shudder against me as I was sure the pain passed.
"Come with us then," Taylor said with a soft smile. "We have to go talk to some people, but then we can see about getting some proof for you." Dinah looked over at Taylor and smiled shyly before allowing us to lead her to the elevator. Once the doors closed behind us Taylor handed around domino masks, Always prepared, even with extras, I thought as she handed Dinah one and helped her put it into place. "Your identity is your most valued possession," my friend said. "Protect it no matter what, because other than the director, no one in this room has a reason to know who you really are."
Dinah nodded, "What about my family?" she asked quietly.
"By protecting your identity, you protect them," Katie answered. "If no one knows who you are, then they can't threaten them. The question is, what do we call you?"
"How about Viewpoint," I suggested with a shrug. "She's a thinker but I don't know how her power works to suggest a more appropriate name. Besides," I added, "it's only a holding name so that we have something to call her during the meeting."
"It works," Dinah said with a smile.
**
Three familiar faces looked at the conference room door as the four of us walked in, "Who is this?" Aunt Emily asked, lifting an eyebrow at Dinah.
"This is Viewpoint," I answered with a smile and an intentionally thicker accent. "She is having problems getting her parents to believe that she triggered because she is a thinker."
"Mrs. Burns, Ms. Smithers," Taylor said in greeting. "I hope what was said last weekend has been thought on, and discussed?"
"It has," Smithers said, her discomfort apparent on her face. "And the only reason I am here today is to observe and offer my apologies for what I said last week."
"Really?" I let slip out with a bit more venom than I should have.
"No No," Aunt Emily said, a note of warning in her voice and I nodded.
"Yes ma'am," I said to her before turning to Ms. Smithers. "Ms. Smithers, I apologize for that comment, it was uncalled for and antagonistic. If you are here to apologize, then consider it accepted. But please, let us never speak of it again."
"Agreed," Smithers said with a nod.
"Well then," Mrs. Burns said with a nod, "Let us get this debriefing handled so that you can handle this other business Director."
"Quite," Aunt Emily said, giving three out of the four of us a bland look of irritation. "No No, why don't you give us your view of what happened last night."
**
"I'm sorry, but we're closed for the immediate… oh. Danny?" I said, as the frown that had been on my face as I opened the door became a smile. "What brings you here? We're actually closed due to last night."
"I understand," Danny answered. "But, I figured I might be able to help, so I found some guys who knew how to lay flooring. Or, in this case, pull it and replace it, and brought them with me." I craned my neck out of the doorway and peered at the parking area. Three pickups and a sedan sat in it as well as three older, and six younger men. "If Kenta can get the materials," Danny said, smiling. "We can have the floor work done in a day to three, depending on whether or not he wants to change from that short pile carpet you have, to full tile or not."
My eyes widened. "I don't know what is available as far as budgeting for this is concerned, Danny," I said, pushing the door completely open. "But, I'll text Kenta to see what he wants to do. In the meanwhile, the least I can do is fix some coffee. That is, if you gentlemen would like to join me for a cup?" While I had raised my voice so that they could all hear, my eyes were solely on Danny.
He smiled at me, and I smiled back, "We would love some coffee, Ukyo," he answered, taking the door and holding it open, allowing me to step back and let the other men in. "Let's see what we have to do."
**
**Kenta**
"Mister and Mrs. Horaki, so nice to see you again," the doctor said as he stepped into the exam room and smiled at them. "How are you today?"
I nodded to the doctor, leaving Hikari to carry the conversation, "Honestly doctor Honeycutt," Hikari said, giving me a glare, "I'm feeling a bit, off. Not sick per say, but not quite right."
"Alright," the doctor said with a nod. "Let me look at your bloodwork here and we'll see what there is to see." Picking up the medical chart from beside the exam table he started to look over the information and asked, "How, in particular, have you been feeling off?" he asked.
"Nausea, bloating, weird tastes and scents hitting me at odd moments," Hikari answered as the doctor squinted at the medical file. "Occasional dizziness as well, but not that often, and I have usually attributed it to standing up too fast."
The doctor hummed at that before half stepping out into the hall and pulling in a nurse. "Joanne, could you get a small blood draw and run this test on it real quick, someone didn't think to do it with her general work-up?"
"Yes doctor," the nurse answered, taking the file as the doctor finished writing in it. A quick blood draw and the nurse was heading out. "It should only take a few minutes, Mrs. Horaki." She said as she left the room.
"Now," the doctor said, sitting on the second chair. "In all honesty Mrs. Horaki, this could simply be menopause settling in, however, that is not the only thing, only the most benign option. I don't think it's an inner ear infection, you show no signs of fever and your white blood cell count is, if anything, a little low for that. Comparatively," I let the conversation between Hikari and Doctor Honeycutt wash into the background for me. All things were possible, I would deal with realities and only realities, much like the damage at the restaurant from last night. Ukyo had sent me notice that Daniel Hebert had showed up with workmen to help deal with the carpet and was able to offer a very fair price on replacing the carpet with tile. Doing so would shut the venue down for a week, but honesty compelled me to note that we would need to do a brand-new annual re-opening regardless. So being shut down for another week would not hurt anything. I texted Ukyo to get the supplies that Danny suggested and go ahead with the tiling. By the time that was done I looked up and the nurse was walking back in with the medical file, handing it to the doctor before leaving.
The doctor took up the file and looked at the results of the test he had ordered and blinked. "Well," he said. "You're not the oldest person I've had this conversation with, and more importantly this isn't your first time, but at least here is an answer for your issues. Congratulations."
"Congratulations?" I asked in a low rumble while giving him a lifted eyebrow.
"Yes," the doctor replied smiling. "Or did you not want another child?"
**
**Akane**
Walking into the PRT building through the front door was sometimes the funniest part of my situation. Being a Ward let you into the building whenever you wanted outside a lockdown, but being the director's niece, or one of her friends allowed you to walk in the front door without being in costume because you have to go somewhere after school, why not go hang with the Wards. Of course, being known to hang with the Wards you get the inevitable question of, "What is, (insert Ward identity here) really like?" all the damn time, but what could you do?"
"Akane," I heard my name ring out and found myself being struck by a moderate sized blonde missile named Dinah.
"What the…" Katie and I asked almost in sync even as Taylor sighed. "Dinah, where are your parents?" she asked.
"They still don't believe me," she said into my chest and I sighed as I pulsed my power through her, shutting her own down. I felt her shudder against me as I was sure the pain passed.
"Come with us then," Taylor said with a soft smile. "We have to go talk to some people, but then we can see about getting some proof for you." Dinah looked over at Taylor and smiled shyly before allowing us to lead her to the elevator. Once the doors closed behind us Taylor handed around domino masks, Always prepared, even with extras, I thought as she handed Dinah one and helped her put it into place. "Your identity is your most valued possession," my friend said. "Protect it no matter what, because other than the director, no one in this room has a reason to know who you really are."
Dinah nodded, "What about my family?" she asked quietly.
"By protecting your identity, you protect them," Katie answered. "If no one knows who you are, then they can't threaten them. The question is, what do we call you?"
"How about Viewpoint," I suggested with a shrug. "She's a thinker but I don't know how her power works to suggest a more appropriate name. Besides," I added, "it's only a holding name so that we have something to call her during the meeting."
"It works," Dinah said with a smile.
**
Three familiar faces looked at the conference room door as the four of us walked in, "Who is this?" Aunt Emily asked, lifting an eyebrow at Dinah.
"This is Viewpoint," I answered with a smile and an intentionally thicker accent. "She is having problems getting her parents to believe that she triggered because she is a thinker."
"Mrs. Burns, Ms. Smithers," Taylor said in greeting. "I hope what was said last weekend has been thought on, and discussed?"
"It has," Smithers said, her discomfort apparent on her face. "And the only reason I am here today is to observe and offer my apologies for what I said last week."
"Really?" I let slip out with a bit more venom than I should have.
"No No," Aunt Emily said, a note of warning in her voice and I nodded.
"Yes ma'am," I said to her before turning to Ms. Smithers. "Ms. Smithers, I apologize for that comment, it was uncalled for and antagonistic. If you are here to apologize, then consider it accepted. But please, let us never speak of it again."
"Agreed," Smithers said with a nod.
"Well then," Mrs. Burns said with a nod, "Let us get this debriefing handled so that you can handle this other business Director."
"Quite," Aunt Emily said, giving three out of the four of us a bland look of irritation. "No No, why don't you give us your view of what happened last night."
**
- Location
- Here
"Yes Yes, Let me start at the beginning."
//Sorry, couldn't help it!
Ursine
Concerned Citizen
- Location
- Home, Sweet Home
Nor should you have.
nmWarden
Webcomic Glutton
- Location
- Texas
So this is sort of a nitpick I have with English, but I think the point is worth making. I dislike it when someone says they are apologizing or they intend to apologize, but they don't actually say "sorry" or "I was wrong." Saying you intend to apologize should be followed by an actual apology, an intent to correct for one's action, and/or an acknowledgement that the mistake was made willingly rather than "forced by circumstances."
I suppose in this case we could say that No No cut Smithers off to speed up the conversation... but this quirk of the resolution still makes me... scoff? Certainly frown.
Thanks for the new chapter!