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The only correlation between civilization and war, is the way we learned to kill better XD
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(AU) Evangelion: Sovereignty
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The only correlation between civilization and war, is the way we learned to kill better XD
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Could explain why everyone was surprised when first angel showed signs of honor?
Scrolls described them as monsters razing cities as they were always known as enemies, no trading or other relations?
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Guys, I got a review on fanfic.net today...
"Your Fic is well written but I refuse to read anythung with the US as bad guys"
I...I...I don't know what to say...
The next segment shall soon be ready. Patience.
"Your Fic is well written but I refuse to read anythung with the US as bad guys"
I...I...I don't know what to say...
The next segment shall soon be ready. Patience.
The Fourth Monado
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but the major theme about them is that they aren't the US anymore
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If USA was good here, wouldn't we have clashing themes?
USA saves world as it is only good nation? But this is based on anime, and in animes it is not USA who saves world, but Japan! It is common even for USA to be enemy in some way?
USA is good in crapsack world? Lord Sovereign... Considering your avatar... how are Tau seen currently in W40k? For every person that likes them as someone who is hopefully not pure black, there are 100+ that say they are not that different with (open) secret mind control and extermination camps, surely they can't be that naive in this world? And Tau at first glance look as humans in start trek and other SF fiction? Cooperation with other species and visual style?
USA saves world as it is only good nation? But this is based on anime, and in animes it is not USA who saves world, but Japan! It is common even for USA to be enemy in some way?
USA is good in crapsack world? Lord Sovereign... Considering your avatar... how are Tau seen currently in W40k? For every person that likes them as someone who is hopefully not pure black, there are 100+ that say they are not that different with (open) secret mind control and extermination camps, surely they can't be that naive in this world? And Tau at first glance look as humans in start trek and other SF fiction? Cooperation with other species and visual style?
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What US of A is in this story? Alll I see is North American Federation which Is clearly not America, after all it gets shit done
(I mean it only gets shit done but still).
Chapter 9.2
Lord Sovereign
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It's been something of a wait, but it's here at last. Another 4700 or so words for your consumption...seriously if I got a penny for every letter I type...
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All four plugs were aligned and half submerged in LCL, for conductive reasons and for the purposes of a more accurate simulation. Every single Pilot NERV currently had, were already seated in their respective plugs, some completely at peace, others shifting uncomfortably.
Shinji among them.
Although he did not scratch, his plugsuit irritated him to no end.
Why couldn't they have made them with a nicer fabric? He regretfully mused, letting his body completely relax into his seat. The usual stream of colour cascaded over him, and a computer generated map of Tokyo-3 now filled his vision. A vid link opened up in the corner, displaying the faces of Sub Commander Akagi, Lieutenant Ibuki, and Misato.
"Good afternoon, Ikari-san. I assume you are keeping well?" Maya offered in that sweet voice of hers, whilst her superiors bustled around in the background.
Over time, Shinji had found himself warming to the woman some ten years his elder, yet appeared every bit as "soft" as he.
"Yes, Ibuki-san. Can't say I'm looking forward to this...but it could be worse." He shrugged his shoulders.
Maya smiled.
"It's one of the only ways to get through life isn't it? We're going to run a few synch tests whilst we set up vid links with your colleagues. That may take a few minutes."
"I understand."
A few moments later, another window popped up, an image of Rei lying into her seat with her eyes closed.
Already synchronising...damn we might have a chance.
Soon enough, two more faces flickered into existence, those of Samuel and Asuka. The redhead looked remarkably comfortable, as if this were her preferred and natural environment. The Imperial on the other hand, looked as if he wanted to shrink out of existence...
Shinji knew full well why, and he loved it to death. And as it turned out, so did Asuka.
She blinked for a couple of seconds, peering in further at the image of her British colleague and friend, an utterly amazed and dreamlike grin spreading on her lips.
"No..." She said, before roaring with laughter, clutching her stomach whilst desperately trying to suppress her mirth. Samuel didn't take it well.
"Bugger off." He muttered.
"They-they-they actually got you in a fucking plugsuit! Stahp, turn it off before I pee myself.."
The Japanese boy himself couldn't help but stifle a few sniggers, which was exactly what the control staff were doing, whilst Rei merely opened a single eye, appraised the Imperial's predicament, raised her eyebrow microscopically, in something akin to slight amusement, then returned to focus on her Pilot Link.
"Ah, Meadow-san. I do hope your plug suit is up to scratch." Ritsuko pressed her lips into a smirk, Samuel's huffing grew in intensity.
"Oh shut up...for the record, this is entirely against my will." He blustered whilst Asuka continued to expire from laughter.
"It's NERV policy and it affects your Pilot Link. Just accept it." Misato had to force down a chuckle at the incensed aristocrat's fury and embarrassment. On another screen, Shinji had now closed his eyes and began linking, but a content smile had crossed his lips.
The other boy had made no end of fuss over being forced into a plugsuit. His initial protests of "I'm not NERV personnel" had been shot down as it was clearly explained to him, that he was on NERV property and working with it. Therefore, for Eva related activities, he had to abide by their chain of command and rules. Shinji had half expected him to refuse to do anything, but as it turned out even a child of the Empire wasn't that petty. And to be frank, the suit wasn't that bad.
It was the standard NERV male design, with the top section being dyed navy blue, legs black, hands white, and piped in gold. From what he'd seen of them, it did seem to be quite an Imperial colour scheme. The A-10 headset wasn't that bad to look at either, being white with blue piping. But even then, Samuel had nearly thrown his dolls out of the pram, decrying them as "bloody cat ears."
Ultimately however, he complied, and now sat in his plug fuming away. Most likely to take out said frustration on them in the coming simulation.
The Pilot of Unit 01 resolutely refused to let that be a dampener on his amusement.
Over the next few minutes, the synch tests were completed and the four children were ready for a taste of computer generated battle.
"Alright, before we have you engage one another in combat, we're going to pit you against some scenarios resembling previous engagements with Seraphim. Just to get you into the swing of things." Misato relayed, watching the simulations of the individual Evas begin to play out.
A chorus of "understood" soon met her ears.
The first scenario was against the 4th Seraph, which none of them failed.
Shinji kept out of its blade's range, eventually tricking it into bringing down a skyscraper on itself, before he crushed its broken core with his foot.
Rei darted in and out of its strikes, eventually landing that single deadly blow on the core.
Samuel matched it in sword play, eventually wearing his heavier opponent down before running it through.
Asuka simply tackled the monstrosity to the ground and viciously stabbed it to death.
The following simulation with the 5th Seraph, followed a roughly similar pattern.
Misato noted with some pride how Shinji, a boy who through nothing but guts and damn good luck had defeated the foe, now moved as if he anticipated the enemy's every move, and reacted accordingly. The child had completed his first lessons in the art of war.
Now, for the next step.
With Shamshel's poor corpse lying battered, broken, and ripped to shreds across multiple screens, the time had finally come for the Pilots to settle whatever scores they had against one another. Deep down, Misato had a sneaking suspicion that Shinji and Rei, the old hands, wouldn't perform as well as their European counterparts in such a situation.
In actual combat though...experience out ranks everything. And in that way, Shinji-kun and Ayanami-san are leagues ahead.
"I think that'll do. How about we give them a team match and a free for all?" The purplehead cast her gaze at her colleague.
Ritsuko scratched the back of her head, and nodded.
"That sounds good. Lieutenant Ibuki, get to work...load up graveyard."
"Hai!"
The simulation faded away into blackness, Misato's face appearing on the vid link.
"Listen up, Pilots, you're about to engage in two separate simulations. The first will be a team match, where we shall pair you off against each other. The victory conditions are total destruction of the opposing team. Similar conditions apply for the second simulation, free for all. Pain receptors will be at 1%, it won't hurt but you'll feel something. Good luck to you all."
The new map loaded up, and it took Shinji's breath away.
A ruined city, most likely abandoned for hundreds of years, with swirling grey clouds in the heavens being pierced by still mighty skyscrapers. Everything was dead, not even weeds grew through the ruined pavement.
"Welcome to graveyard, kids. It's an urban combat map, so use the ruins for cover and to attack. Surprise is everything here. There are two teams, team one will be Pilots Ikari and Ayanami. Team two, will be Pilots Meadow and Soryu. Prog knives and blades only. Defensive A-T fields are off. Engage at your discretion." The link to control, and Asuka and Samuel, were swiftly cut, leaving only himself and Rei.
"We must decide who is to take charge of our team." The blue haired girl said, fixing her red gaze upon him. Her newly materialized Eva doing the same with its single eye.
Unit 00's new paint job was most impressive. The white and the red somehow blended together perfectly, and he could tell this was a far sturdier beast compared to the prototype nearly destroyed by the 6th Seraph.
"I don't know...what about you?" Shinji shifted uncomfortably, the mere concept of command being alien to him. Mostly because of his refusal to believe he was up to the task.
"I am not versed in military strategy." Rei said.
"Neither am I!" He yelled.
"But you are more imaginative than me. Therefore, you are better for the role."
"But you don't freak out, or get scared really easily. I do-"
"I am apt for the role of a soldier, not of a general. From what I can gather, a Commander's courage does not determine the course of a battle. His ability to adapt to the situation however, is a far more important factor." Rei put plainly and bluntly, as was her way.
Shinji's eyebrows rose, then he chuckled slightly.
"You've been talking to Kensuke-san, haven't you?" His smile broadened when she nodded.
"Indeed. Aida-san has been most..." Her eyebrows knitted together. "...informative on the matter."
He nodded reluctantly in acceptance of his role.
"I'll do it. We stick together, and we find a good spot to defend. Is that okay with you?" He offered.
She tilted her head at this.
"You are team leader, my opinion is irrelevant."
Shinji had to stop himself from hissing and wincing in metaphorical pain.
"Alright then, first order. Your opinion is relevant to me, Ayanami-chan, don't be afraid to voice it."
Something akin to shock crossed her pale expression, until she regained control and nodded.
"I take no issue with your plan." She confirmed.
"Good, because I do..." Shinji sighed.
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Meanwhile, on the other team...
"No no no no, I'm in command here, Asuka. I went to bloody Sandhurst remember!" Samuel exclaimed.
"Jah, an Imperial military school. Your strategies don't extend much further than blow scheisse up, and be as over-dramatic as possible." Asuka said stubbornly, as the two continued to butt heads.
"At least I went to a military school! Besides, my father conquered France! I think I know what I'm doing-"
"Really, Sam? We're bringing genetics and breeding into this now? I thought you hated the Federation?"
"That's different!"
"Is it really? Besides, I graduated from the Konig Friedrich college by the time I was twelve-"
"Yes, in science stuff! You are a person who believes you can win anything by running at it and stabbing it in the face!"
"It's always worked for me before!"
"That's when I don't keep you at range!"
"But...ugh...gah, this is just going round in circles..." Asuka pinched the top of her nose and groaned before continuing.
"Look, why don't we just split up? Whoever finds them first calls in the other. Will that do, your Lordship?" She snarked at her Imperial counterpart, who winced.
"Oh god that's cringey...I can't believe I ever insisted on being called that...fine fine, we'll do it that way. Only because I was going to suggest it myself mind you!" Samuel added with zeal.
"Oh really..." Asuka said sardonically.
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The purple and white Evas moved cautiously through the dead city. Slowly peaking around corners, ready to duck out of sight should the "enemy" be there.
"Clear." Rei relayed, as the two continued to move.
The city was clearly not of an ordinary design, with most of the buildings being of the same height of the Evas, or even exceeding them. But this was not meant to be a realistic portrayal of urban combat for an Eva. It was meant to teach the Pilots the importance of surprise and minding their surroundings.
Shinji, clearly heeding what the simulation was trying to do, felt a twinge of satisfaction as they came out onto the open street.
It was a crossroad of sorts, where two lanes intersected, one running across the top of the other. From here, there was a clear line of sight to three ends of the road. A perfect point to control and lay an ambush. There was one further thing however, that made him choose this place.
"Ayanami-chan?" He said quietly and thoughtfully.
"Yes, Ikari-kun?" Was the quick response.
"Do you think it's impossible that they've split up?"
Shinji's reasoning for thinking this, was due to his interpretation of his western colleagues actions against the 7th Seraph. They both seemed desperate for glory, for the credit of bringing down the enemy to be theirs, and theirs alone.
Rei cast her memory back to peeking into the thoughts of Asuka and Samuel, and found herself agreeing with her brother's assumption.
"I think it highly likely. Both are very achievement driven, so I doubt they'd let one command the other. Could that be to our advantage?" She said as curiously, as whilst she could hear other people's thoughts, she couldn't necessarily translate them into "understanding."
Shinji nodded.
"Yes, I think it might be. Let's stay here and wait for one to show up. We take them out, and that only leaves one of them left. Two on one odds sound pretty good..."
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Divide and conquer? Nice one, Shinji-kun. Misato smiled, approving of her charge's decision. They'd been monitoring comms between the Units, many a chuckle elicited from the constant arguing of team two.
Shinji and Rei had somehow managed to judge the character's of their foes, and turned it against them. In fact, on the map which showed the teams movements by little white dots, the one designating Samuel was moving closer and closer to the ambush point.
How ironic she mused, these so called "Eva Pilot elites" were playing directly into the hands of someone they deemed wimpy. They'd given no thought to enemy strategy, instead only pursuing a plan of search and destroy. Whilst that was all well and good, it only worked when one had number superiority. And considering both teams had two Evas a piece, well, Misato couldn't help but smirk as Unit 03 walked into the trap.
"Hail Britain..." She muttered sarcastically.
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Samuel Meadow was not a patient individual. Not that he had a raging or violent temper, but he was an easily frustrated person. And right now, as he swung around, furiously looking for his foe, he couldn't help but curse.
"Bollocks! Where are you!?" He snarled.
"Gah, nothing my end either! Verdammt cowards..." Asuka growled.
Come on...I like a straight up fight...
The blonde Imperial continued to fume, until, out of the corner of his eye, as he rounded the street corner, he spotted something that immensely alleviated his frustration. Directly ahead of him, stood Unit 01. It stared at him for a moment, as if in utter surprise, before bringing out its prog knife and slowly backing away.
"Gotcha!" Samuel roared as he charged, prog blade held at his side, swishing through the air with a sadistic glee. It begged for its master to give it blood, and he would not deny it.
Unit 01 stumbled backwards, as if stuck between fear and courage.
How weak...what on earth is a soft bugger like you doing here?
"Gott verdammut, Sam, you better leave something for me!" Asuka bellowed, thundering in his direction, being but a minute's sprint from his location.
More than enough time for team one to put it's plan into action.
He was almost on his foe now, Samuel actually being semi-impressed by Shinji's recently found courage. Not that it would avail him in anyway, as he curled both hands around his blade, and motioned to strike. A straight blow to the head, which Shinji had no way to block. His small knife would most likely shatter against his cutlass, and he hadn't moved back quick enough.
And the Empire wins another victory
Then Unit 00, hidden around the corner of the cross roads, collided with him.
With a slight "ah!" he was tackled to the ground, his blade clattering out of his hands. Slamming his fist into his assailant's face, Samuel produced a satisfied snarl as Rei's head snapped back. The snarl vanished in a flash when Shinji's progressive blade descended upon his throat.
Now the Imperial had no way to defend himself.
The knife cut straight through computer generated armour, flesh and bone, almost taking Unit 03's head off. Total blackness enveloped his hud, leaving the Imperial gaping.
"What?" He said, aghast.
"It's called an ambush, Meadow-san. And you fell for it hook line and sinker." Misato chuckled slightly, joined by a few other bridge crew, whilst Ritsuko simply tutted.
"If we had to repair that, then we'd have been set back by about a billion yen. And considering that Unit 03 is the Empire's Eva, you'd be forwarding the bill. As you Imperials say, His Majesty is not made of money."
Her words caused Samuel to seethe with resentment and rage at being beaten, his subconscious quietly chastising him for not seeing the obvious ambush laid before him.
I'm an officer of His Imperial Britannic Majesty's army. I am better than this...I have to be...
He bowed his head in resignation, sighing as he did it.
"Well now what do I do?" He moaned.
"We're setting up a link for you to watch the rest of the battle. Better luck next time!" Maya responded, his hud coming back to life, giving a bird's eye view of the battlefield. He saw Asuka thundering towards the location of his corpse, Shinji and Rei disappearing back into cover as quickly as they had come.
Good luck, Asuka. They're smarter than you think...
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The redhead arrived on the scene some thirty seconds too late, finding only the still slightly warm body of Unit 03.
"Scheisse!" She roared, giving the Imperial Eva a kick.
Got your arse handed to you by two out of date Units? Gott, I'll never let you hear the end of this!
Cautiously scanning the area, the freckled girl backed off slowly, despite her subconscious screaming at her to put these glory hogs in their place. But, as she reminded it, she couldn't do that if she were beaten. And thus Asuka decided to use her not inconsiderable intellect to deal with this situation. Long ago, she'd never have been capable of doing this, but after years of being around Imperial military officers, Samuel in particular, that cool sense of snobbish intelligence had worn off on her.
Not to mention, after the blonde aristocrat had convinced her to listen to her lecturers in college, she'd picked up a lot.
When the board isn't in your favour, throw it on its side.
Drawing out two progressive knives, she ran at one of the especially tall buildings and thrust them into it, using them as supports. She began to climb, jamming her feet through crumbling plaster and steel beams. Asuka knew she had to be quick, or else she'd be spotted before reaching the top.
But no such thing occurred.
Arriving at the top of the skyscraper, she crouched, only just fitting on the top of it, and got a proper look at her surroundings. To her surprise, she saw nothing. No sign of them hiding down some road or alleyway, waiting to ambush her. Nothing at all.
Now that was truly concerning.
They know I'm up here...they must do. So where are they?
She suddenly found herself losing balance. Grasping onto the edge of the building, Asuka realised it wasn't of her own doing that she felt her grip slip. For the sky scraper was literally collapsing after two great vibrations rumbled through it.
Clever bastards! Going to bury me alive are you? Her subconscious snarled, throwing herself up onto the building's side, the one which was now facing skywards. Running along it, back down towards the centre, she spotted Unit 00 and Unit 01 standing at the bottom, a collapsing sky scraper standing between them.
They're separated...now's my chance.
Asuka jumped, with at least two hundred metres between her and the ground. Both knives held in hand, she sailed through the air and landed on an unfortunate Unit 00.
Rei had seen her coming, but was not able to react quick enough. Parrying aside the thrust out prog knife with one of its own, the black behemoth crashed into the white titan, the other blade stabbing down into its chest.
As someone who'd piloted Evas for years, the redhead knew a great deal about her chosen profession, especially all the weak spots of them. And she knew, that if you destroyed the core, the Unit died completely. Hence, once her prog knife descended into Unit 00's chest, the enemy Eva stopped functioning. The light in its eyes died.
One down...one to go...
Throwing herself back, she evaded the grasp of Unit 01 as it smashed through the collapsed ruin, charging directly at her. Shinji held his knife with both hands, the sign of someone who knew what they were doing, but not one who was professional.
Experienced militia...nicely put, Sam.
Never one to back down from a fight, she counter charged the purple monster, attempting to repeat her previous strategy. But instead, Shinji grasped her other hand before it could stab his core, and almost knocked her off her feet. Barely holding her balance, Asuka struggled with him, lashing out at his legs with her own, and sweeping them out from underneath him.
Shinji, not fighting his fall, put all his weight forward much to her surprise, and pushed her to the ground, taking advantage of her own temporary imbalance. The redhead cursed her momentary lapse of judgement, attempting to wrestle with the mere idea of being beaten.
I can't be...I can't be...I have to be the best!
For a second, Unit 01 froze, knife held in hand and ready to stab her eyes out. Asuka, not at all wondering why he was doing that, slashed out with her free hand, her prog knife cutting straight through her foe's throat. Blue blood splattered on her hud as she violently pushed him off, unleashing her fury in a heartbeat.
She hadn't pinned him to the ground, like he'd done with her, but the great Asuka Zeppelin Soryu needed no such advantage. Before he could respond or even think of any new strategies to make her day more difficult, she sank her knives into the purple helmet again and again, until there was nothing left but mangled blood, flesh, and steel. Breathing heavily, she made Unit 02 rise to a standing position, triumphant and unbowed. A position she hoped to maintain no matter what. Looking down upon the ruined corpses of her foe, she was impressed with both herself and them, as they'd come so close to victory, yet her capability had won it back.
It was a lesson life had taught her long ago. Nothing was yours in this world, you had to fight, struggle, and endure to even get a scrap of whatever you thought you deserved. You had to earn something to gain it.
It was the law of the jungle, and the law of many modern societies. And Asuka held to that law in her own way.
The simulation faded away, leaving her back inside the metal plug. Leaning back into her seat with a contented smile, the freckled girl didn't say anything as the vid link to her fellow Pilots and control was re-established, impressed looking staff on the other end.
Misato had her arms folded, as always in such situations. Not that it was difficult to gain praise from the purplehead, as Asuka well knew, having been her charge for a few months. It was just...in military terms it was difficult to gain such things from the hardened soldier. And it was that sort of praise the fifteen year old girl was so desperate for.
Piloting was her life, and she sought some validation from it.
"That could have gone wrong in so many ways...but not bad at all, Soryu-san. Although to be fair, team one really should have pulled that off..." Misato proceeded to quietly laugh, earning a tilt of the head from Asuka.
"What?" She said, totally oblivious to the command crew's joke.
"I know it must have been embarrassing for you, Shinji-kun, but you shouldn't hesitate." Their commanding officer said gently, the boy in question turnein bright red.
"What's she talking about, someone answer me!" The redhead barked, as on the other vid links, Shinji squirmed, Rei didn't seem bothered, and Samuel nervously twiddled his thumbs.
"Now you're going to laugh about this in years to come-" The Imperial said, slight desperation in his tone, as control decided to put the German pilot out of her misery. Upon her hud, a recording flickered into existence. It was some footage from their "sparring", as she would call it, specifically the moment when they'd toppled to the ground, and her opponent had paused, sealing his fate.
Asuka now saw the reason for this, and it incensed her beyond imagination. For the purple Eva had fallen upon the black monster in such a manner, that it occupied the space between her legs quite nicely...
Shinji remarkably turned from bright red to white as a ghost in a heartbeat.
"I'm so sorry, Soryu-san, I didn't mean to it, was an accident-" He raised his hands in an attempt to placate his comrade. For what good it did, as she began screaming at him.
"I bet you enjoyed that, didn't you, Third!? Well just you wait, when we're done here I will rip your tiny manhood off and sew it into your mouth! If you even have one!"
Massaging his eyebrows, Samuel shook his head.
"If any of you are wondering, yes, she is usually like this."
The rage and the laughter would have lasted for a long time, where Shinji not metaphorically saved by the bell. A bell he didn't really want to hear at that moment.
A siren echoed throughout the facility as Caspar boomed "Code blue, I repeat Code blue. Seraphim signature detected!"
There was a slight freeze on the control deck, all eyes turning to Misato. Aside from Ritsuko, who did her usual thing of tutting and continuing to look through her files.
"I suppose we're going to have to postpone that free for all. Pilots, get to your Evas and prepare to sortie." She barked, stalking out the room along with the other combat essential staff, making for the command bridge.
The plug hatches were opened, and the children got out as quickly as possible, with only two of them truly grasping the severity of the situation. As for the German and the Imperial, they were practically buoyant.
"No stupid sea to get in my way this time. Finally you two will see how real Eva Pilot elites get things done." Asuka said proudly, LCL dripping from her plugsuit and long hair, her delight at the certainty of combat taking her mind off her previous, embarrassing, situation.
Shinji and Rei stayed behind them, the boy being semi-taken aback as to how fearless they were towards the situation, and, in a way...unprofessional.
Seriously, the world is on the brink of oblivion and you're worrying about your pride? Even after that last one nearly killed us both!?
"Of course, we'll make sure you both have a nice, safe, seat to watch it all from. Don't worry, Shinji, we'll protect you." Samuel added with a cocky grin as they entered the cages, which actually made the boy in question sigh in slight annoyance.
"Overconfidence like that will get you killed." Shinji's cerulean eyes narrowed, even when the redhead whirled around on him, wagging a playful yet threatening finger.
"Hah, don't worry, Third, I can take care of myself. I am going to make a debut that'll ring down through history, and you get to watch it. And if you mess it up, in any way, you'll wish you'd never been born, boy."
After a few moments of silence, the room resounded with a low whistle, produced by a non-human voice.
For NERV's AI found herself highly entertained.
"Do I need to turn the fans on? Because all that hot air just put the temperature up to dangerous levels..."
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All four plugs were aligned and half submerged in LCL, for conductive reasons and for the purposes of a more accurate simulation. Every single Pilot NERV currently had, were already seated in their respective plugs, some completely at peace, others shifting uncomfortably.
Shinji among them.
Although he did not scratch, his plugsuit irritated him to no end.
Why couldn't they have made them with a nicer fabric? He regretfully mused, letting his body completely relax into his seat. The usual stream of colour cascaded over him, and a computer generated map of Tokyo-3 now filled his vision. A vid link opened up in the corner, displaying the faces of Sub Commander Akagi, Lieutenant Ibuki, and Misato.
"Good afternoon, Ikari-san. I assume you are keeping well?" Maya offered in that sweet voice of hers, whilst her superiors bustled around in the background.
Over time, Shinji had found himself warming to the woman some ten years his elder, yet appeared every bit as "soft" as he.
"Yes, Ibuki-san. Can't say I'm looking forward to this...but it could be worse." He shrugged his shoulders.
Maya smiled.
"It's one of the only ways to get through life isn't it? We're going to run a few synch tests whilst we set up vid links with your colleagues. That may take a few minutes."
"I understand."
A few moments later, another window popped up, an image of Rei lying into her seat with her eyes closed.
Already synchronising...damn we might have a chance.
Soon enough, two more faces flickered into existence, those of Samuel and Asuka. The redhead looked remarkably comfortable, as if this were her preferred and natural environment. The Imperial on the other hand, looked as if he wanted to shrink out of existence...
Shinji knew full well why, and he loved it to death. And as it turned out, so did Asuka.
She blinked for a couple of seconds, peering in further at the image of her British colleague and friend, an utterly amazed and dreamlike grin spreading on her lips.
"No..." She said, before roaring with laughter, clutching her stomach whilst desperately trying to suppress her mirth. Samuel didn't take it well.
"Bugger off." He muttered.
"They-they-they actually got you in a fucking plugsuit! Stahp, turn it off before I pee myself.."
The Japanese boy himself couldn't help but stifle a few sniggers, which was exactly what the control staff were doing, whilst Rei merely opened a single eye, appraised the Imperial's predicament, raised her eyebrow microscopically, in something akin to slight amusement, then returned to focus on her Pilot Link.
"Ah, Meadow-san. I do hope your plug suit is up to scratch." Ritsuko pressed her lips into a smirk, Samuel's huffing grew in intensity.
"Oh shut up...for the record, this is entirely against my will." He blustered whilst Asuka continued to expire from laughter.
"It's NERV policy and it affects your Pilot Link. Just accept it." Misato had to force down a chuckle at the incensed aristocrat's fury and embarrassment. On another screen, Shinji had now closed his eyes and began linking, but a content smile had crossed his lips.
The other boy had made no end of fuss over being forced into a plugsuit. His initial protests of "I'm not NERV personnel" had been shot down as it was clearly explained to him, that he was on NERV property and working with it. Therefore, for Eva related activities, he had to abide by their chain of command and rules. Shinji had half expected him to refuse to do anything, but as it turned out even a child of the Empire wasn't that petty. And to be frank, the suit wasn't that bad.
It was the standard NERV male design, with the top section being dyed navy blue, legs black, hands white, and piped in gold. From what he'd seen of them, it did seem to be quite an Imperial colour scheme. The A-10 headset wasn't that bad to look at either, being white with blue piping. But even then, Samuel had nearly thrown his dolls out of the pram, decrying them as "bloody cat ears."
Ultimately however, he complied, and now sat in his plug fuming away. Most likely to take out said frustration on them in the coming simulation.
The Pilot of Unit 01 resolutely refused to let that be a dampener on his amusement.
Over the next few minutes, the synch tests were completed and the four children were ready for a taste of computer generated battle.
"Alright, before we have you engage one another in combat, we're going to pit you against some scenarios resembling previous engagements with Seraphim. Just to get you into the swing of things." Misato relayed, watching the simulations of the individual Evas begin to play out.
A chorus of "understood" soon met her ears.
The first scenario was against the 4th Seraph, which none of them failed.
Shinji kept out of its blade's range, eventually tricking it into bringing down a skyscraper on itself, before he crushed its broken core with his foot.
Rei darted in and out of its strikes, eventually landing that single deadly blow on the core.
Samuel matched it in sword play, eventually wearing his heavier opponent down before running it through.
Asuka simply tackled the monstrosity to the ground and viciously stabbed it to death.
The following simulation with the 5th Seraph, followed a roughly similar pattern.
Misato noted with some pride how Shinji, a boy who through nothing but guts and damn good luck had defeated the foe, now moved as if he anticipated the enemy's every move, and reacted accordingly. The child had completed his first lessons in the art of war.
Now, for the next step.
With Shamshel's poor corpse lying battered, broken, and ripped to shreds across multiple screens, the time had finally come for the Pilots to settle whatever scores they had against one another. Deep down, Misato had a sneaking suspicion that Shinji and Rei, the old hands, wouldn't perform as well as their European counterparts in such a situation.
In actual combat though...experience out ranks everything. And in that way, Shinji-kun and Ayanami-san are leagues ahead.
"I think that'll do. How about we give them a team match and a free for all?" The purplehead cast her gaze at her colleague.
Ritsuko scratched the back of her head, and nodded.
"That sounds good. Lieutenant Ibuki, get to work...load up graveyard."
"Hai!"
The simulation faded away into blackness, Misato's face appearing on the vid link.
"Listen up, Pilots, you're about to engage in two separate simulations. The first will be a team match, where we shall pair you off against each other. The victory conditions are total destruction of the opposing team. Similar conditions apply for the second simulation, free for all. Pain receptors will be at 1%, it won't hurt but you'll feel something. Good luck to you all."
The new map loaded up, and it took Shinji's breath away.
A ruined city, most likely abandoned for hundreds of years, with swirling grey clouds in the heavens being pierced by still mighty skyscrapers. Everything was dead, not even weeds grew through the ruined pavement.
"Welcome to graveyard, kids. It's an urban combat map, so use the ruins for cover and to attack. Surprise is everything here. There are two teams, team one will be Pilots Ikari and Ayanami. Team two, will be Pilots Meadow and Soryu. Prog knives and blades only. Defensive A-T fields are off. Engage at your discretion." The link to control, and Asuka and Samuel, were swiftly cut, leaving only himself and Rei.
"We must decide who is to take charge of our team." The blue haired girl said, fixing her red gaze upon him. Her newly materialized Eva doing the same with its single eye.
Unit 00's new paint job was most impressive. The white and the red somehow blended together perfectly, and he could tell this was a far sturdier beast compared to the prototype nearly destroyed by the 6th Seraph.
"I don't know...what about you?" Shinji shifted uncomfortably, the mere concept of command being alien to him. Mostly because of his refusal to believe he was up to the task.
"I am not versed in military strategy." Rei said.
"Neither am I!" He yelled.
"But you are more imaginative than me. Therefore, you are better for the role."
"But you don't freak out, or get scared really easily. I do-"
"I am apt for the role of a soldier, not of a general. From what I can gather, a Commander's courage does not determine the course of a battle. His ability to adapt to the situation however, is a far more important factor." Rei put plainly and bluntly, as was her way.
Shinji's eyebrows rose, then he chuckled slightly.
"You've been talking to Kensuke-san, haven't you?" His smile broadened when she nodded.
"Indeed. Aida-san has been most..." Her eyebrows knitted together. "...informative on the matter."
He nodded reluctantly in acceptance of his role.
"I'll do it. We stick together, and we find a good spot to defend. Is that okay with you?" He offered.
She tilted her head at this.
"You are team leader, my opinion is irrelevant."
Shinji had to stop himself from hissing and wincing in metaphorical pain.
"Alright then, first order. Your opinion is relevant to me, Ayanami-chan, don't be afraid to voice it."
Something akin to shock crossed her pale expression, until she regained control and nodded.
"I take no issue with your plan." She confirmed.
"Good, because I do..." Shinji sighed.
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Meanwhile, on the other team...
"No no no no, I'm in command here, Asuka. I went to bloody Sandhurst remember!" Samuel exclaimed.
"Jah, an Imperial military school. Your strategies don't extend much further than blow scheisse up, and be as over-dramatic as possible." Asuka said stubbornly, as the two continued to butt heads.
"At least I went to a military school! Besides, my father conquered France! I think I know what I'm doing-"
"Really, Sam? We're bringing genetics and breeding into this now? I thought you hated the Federation?"
"That's different!"
"Is it really? Besides, I graduated from the Konig Friedrich college by the time I was twelve-"
"Yes, in science stuff! You are a person who believes you can win anything by running at it and stabbing it in the face!"
"It's always worked for me before!"
"That's when I don't keep you at range!"
"But...ugh...gah, this is just going round in circles..." Asuka pinched the top of her nose and groaned before continuing.
"Look, why don't we just split up? Whoever finds them first calls in the other. Will that do, your Lordship?" She snarked at her Imperial counterpart, who winced.
"Oh god that's cringey...I can't believe I ever insisted on being called that...fine fine, we'll do it that way. Only because I was going to suggest it myself mind you!" Samuel added with zeal.
"Oh really..." Asuka said sardonically.
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The purple and white Evas moved cautiously through the dead city. Slowly peaking around corners, ready to duck out of sight should the "enemy" be there.
"Clear." Rei relayed, as the two continued to move.
The city was clearly not of an ordinary design, with most of the buildings being of the same height of the Evas, or even exceeding them. But this was not meant to be a realistic portrayal of urban combat for an Eva. It was meant to teach the Pilots the importance of surprise and minding their surroundings.
Shinji, clearly heeding what the simulation was trying to do, felt a twinge of satisfaction as they came out onto the open street.
It was a crossroad of sorts, where two lanes intersected, one running across the top of the other. From here, there was a clear line of sight to three ends of the road. A perfect point to control and lay an ambush. There was one further thing however, that made him choose this place.
"Ayanami-chan?" He said quietly and thoughtfully.
"Yes, Ikari-kun?" Was the quick response.
"Do you think it's impossible that they've split up?"
Shinji's reasoning for thinking this, was due to his interpretation of his western colleagues actions against the 7th Seraph. They both seemed desperate for glory, for the credit of bringing down the enemy to be theirs, and theirs alone.
Rei cast her memory back to peeking into the thoughts of Asuka and Samuel, and found herself agreeing with her brother's assumption.
"I think it highly likely. Both are very achievement driven, so I doubt they'd let one command the other. Could that be to our advantage?" She said as curiously, as whilst she could hear other people's thoughts, she couldn't necessarily translate them into "understanding."
Shinji nodded.
"Yes, I think it might be. Let's stay here and wait for one to show up. We take them out, and that only leaves one of them left. Two on one odds sound pretty good..."
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Divide and conquer? Nice one, Shinji-kun. Misato smiled, approving of her charge's decision. They'd been monitoring comms between the Units, many a chuckle elicited from the constant arguing of team two.
Shinji and Rei had somehow managed to judge the character's of their foes, and turned it against them. In fact, on the map which showed the teams movements by little white dots, the one designating Samuel was moving closer and closer to the ambush point.
How ironic she mused, these so called "Eva Pilot elites" were playing directly into the hands of someone they deemed wimpy. They'd given no thought to enemy strategy, instead only pursuing a plan of search and destroy. Whilst that was all well and good, it only worked when one had number superiority. And considering both teams had two Evas a piece, well, Misato couldn't help but smirk as Unit 03 walked into the trap.
"Hail Britain..." She muttered sarcastically.
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Samuel Meadow was not a patient individual. Not that he had a raging or violent temper, but he was an easily frustrated person. And right now, as he swung around, furiously looking for his foe, he couldn't help but curse.
"Bollocks! Where are you!?" He snarled.
"Gah, nothing my end either! Verdammt cowards..." Asuka growled.
Come on...I like a straight up fight...
The blonde Imperial continued to fume, until, out of the corner of his eye, as he rounded the street corner, he spotted something that immensely alleviated his frustration. Directly ahead of him, stood Unit 01. It stared at him for a moment, as if in utter surprise, before bringing out its prog knife and slowly backing away.
"Gotcha!" Samuel roared as he charged, prog blade held at his side, swishing through the air with a sadistic glee. It begged for its master to give it blood, and he would not deny it.
Unit 01 stumbled backwards, as if stuck between fear and courage.
How weak...what on earth is a soft bugger like you doing here?
"Gott verdammut, Sam, you better leave something for me!" Asuka bellowed, thundering in his direction, being but a minute's sprint from his location.
More than enough time for team one to put it's plan into action.
He was almost on his foe now, Samuel actually being semi-impressed by Shinji's recently found courage. Not that it would avail him in anyway, as he curled both hands around his blade, and motioned to strike. A straight blow to the head, which Shinji had no way to block. His small knife would most likely shatter against his cutlass, and he hadn't moved back quick enough.
And the Empire wins another victory
Then Unit 00, hidden around the corner of the cross roads, collided with him.
With a slight "ah!" he was tackled to the ground, his blade clattering out of his hands. Slamming his fist into his assailant's face, Samuel produced a satisfied snarl as Rei's head snapped back. The snarl vanished in a flash when Shinji's progressive blade descended upon his throat.
Now the Imperial had no way to defend himself.
The knife cut straight through computer generated armour, flesh and bone, almost taking Unit 03's head off. Total blackness enveloped his hud, leaving the Imperial gaping.
"What?" He said, aghast.
"It's called an ambush, Meadow-san. And you fell for it hook line and sinker." Misato chuckled slightly, joined by a few other bridge crew, whilst Ritsuko simply tutted.
"If we had to repair that, then we'd have been set back by about a billion yen. And considering that Unit 03 is the Empire's Eva, you'd be forwarding the bill. As you Imperials say, His Majesty is not made of money."
Her words caused Samuel to seethe with resentment and rage at being beaten, his subconscious quietly chastising him for not seeing the obvious ambush laid before him.
I'm an officer of His Imperial Britannic Majesty's army. I am better than this...I have to be...
He bowed his head in resignation, sighing as he did it.
"Well now what do I do?" He moaned.
"We're setting up a link for you to watch the rest of the battle. Better luck next time!" Maya responded, his hud coming back to life, giving a bird's eye view of the battlefield. He saw Asuka thundering towards the location of his corpse, Shinji and Rei disappearing back into cover as quickly as they had come.
Good luck, Asuka. They're smarter than you think...
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The redhead arrived on the scene some thirty seconds too late, finding only the still slightly warm body of Unit 03.
"Scheisse!" She roared, giving the Imperial Eva a kick.
Got your arse handed to you by two out of date Units? Gott, I'll never let you hear the end of this!
Cautiously scanning the area, the freckled girl backed off slowly, despite her subconscious screaming at her to put these glory hogs in their place. But, as she reminded it, she couldn't do that if she were beaten. And thus Asuka decided to use her not inconsiderable intellect to deal with this situation. Long ago, she'd never have been capable of doing this, but after years of being around Imperial military officers, Samuel in particular, that cool sense of snobbish intelligence had worn off on her.
Not to mention, after the blonde aristocrat had convinced her to listen to her lecturers in college, she'd picked up a lot.
When the board isn't in your favour, throw it on its side.
Drawing out two progressive knives, she ran at one of the especially tall buildings and thrust them into it, using them as supports. She began to climb, jamming her feet through crumbling plaster and steel beams. Asuka knew she had to be quick, or else she'd be spotted before reaching the top.
But no such thing occurred.
Arriving at the top of the skyscraper, she crouched, only just fitting on the top of it, and got a proper look at her surroundings. To her surprise, she saw nothing. No sign of them hiding down some road or alleyway, waiting to ambush her. Nothing at all.
Now that was truly concerning.
They know I'm up here...they must do. So where are they?
She suddenly found herself losing balance. Grasping onto the edge of the building, Asuka realised it wasn't of her own doing that she felt her grip slip. For the sky scraper was literally collapsing after two great vibrations rumbled through it.
Clever bastards! Going to bury me alive are you? Her subconscious snarled, throwing herself up onto the building's side, the one which was now facing skywards. Running along it, back down towards the centre, she spotted Unit 00 and Unit 01 standing at the bottom, a collapsing sky scraper standing between them.
They're separated...now's my chance.
Asuka jumped, with at least two hundred metres between her and the ground. Both knives held in hand, she sailed through the air and landed on an unfortunate Unit 00.
Rei had seen her coming, but was not able to react quick enough. Parrying aside the thrust out prog knife with one of its own, the black behemoth crashed into the white titan, the other blade stabbing down into its chest.
As someone who'd piloted Evas for years, the redhead knew a great deal about her chosen profession, especially all the weak spots of them. And she knew, that if you destroyed the core, the Unit died completely. Hence, once her prog knife descended into Unit 00's chest, the enemy Eva stopped functioning. The light in its eyes died.
One down...one to go...
Throwing herself back, she evaded the grasp of Unit 01 as it smashed through the collapsed ruin, charging directly at her. Shinji held his knife with both hands, the sign of someone who knew what they were doing, but not one who was professional.
Experienced militia...nicely put, Sam.
Never one to back down from a fight, she counter charged the purple monster, attempting to repeat her previous strategy. But instead, Shinji grasped her other hand before it could stab his core, and almost knocked her off her feet. Barely holding her balance, Asuka struggled with him, lashing out at his legs with her own, and sweeping them out from underneath him.
Shinji, not fighting his fall, put all his weight forward much to her surprise, and pushed her to the ground, taking advantage of her own temporary imbalance. The redhead cursed her momentary lapse of judgement, attempting to wrestle with the mere idea of being beaten.
I can't be...I can't be...I have to be the best!
For a second, Unit 01 froze, knife held in hand and ready to stab her eyes out. Asuka, not at all wondering why he was doing that, slashed out with her free hand, her prog knife cutting straight through her foe's throat. Blue blood splattered on her hud as she violently pushed him off, unleashing her fury in a heartbeat.
She hadn't pinned him to the ground, like he'd done with her, but the great Asuka Zeppelin Soryu needed no such advantage. Before he could respond or even think of any new strategies to make her day more difficult, she sank her knives into the purple helmet again and again, until there was nothing left but mangled blood, flesh, and steel. Breathing heavily, she made Unit 02 rise to a standing position, triumphant and unbowed. A position she hoped to maintain no matter what. Looking down upon the ruined corpses of her foe, she was impressed with both herself and them, as they'd come so close to victory, yet her capability had won it back.
It was a lesson life had taught her long ago. Nothing was yours in this world, you had to fight, struggle, and endure to even get a scrap of whatever you thought you deserved. You had to earn something to gain it.
It was the law of the jungle, and the law of many modern societies. And Asuka held to that law in her own way.
The simulation faded away, leaving her back inside the metal plug. Leaning back into her seat with a contented smile, the freckled girl didn't say anything as the vid link to her fellow Pilots and control was re-established, impressed looking staff on the other end.
Misato had her arms folded, as always in such situations. Not that it was difficult to gain praise from the purplehead, as Asuka well knew, having been her charge for a few months. It was just...in military terms it was difficult to gain such things from the hardened soldier. And it was that sort of praise the fifteen year old girl was so desperate for.
Piloting was her life, and she sought some validation from it.
"That could have gone wrong in so many ways...but not bad at all, Soryu-san. Although to be fair, team one really should have pulled that off..." Misato proceeded to quietly laugh, earning a tilt of the head from Asuka.
"What?" She said, totally oblivious to the command crew's joke.
"I know it must have been embarrassing for you, Shinji-kun, but you shouldn't hesitate." Their commanding officer said gently, the boy in question turnein bright red.
"What's she talking about, someone answer me!" The redhead barked, as on the other vid links, Shinji squirmed, Rei didn't seem bothered, and Samuel nervously twiddled his thumbs.
"Now you're going to laugh about this in years to come-" The Imperial said, slight desperation in his tone, as control decided to put the German pilot out of her misery. Upon her hud, a recording flickered into existence. It was some footage from their "sparring", as she would call it, specifically the moment when they'd toppled to the ground, and her opponent had paused, sealing his fate.
Asuka now saw the reason for this, and it incensed her beyond imagination. For the purple Eva had fallen upon the black monster in such a manner, that it occupied the space between her legs quite nicely...
Shinji remarkably turned from bright red to white as a ghost in a heartbeat.
"I'm so sorry, Soryu-san, I didn't mean to it, was an accident-" He raised his hands in an attempt to placate his comrade. For what good it did, as she began screaming at him.
"I bet you enjoyed that, didn't you, Third!? Well just you wait, when we're done here I will rip your tiny manhood off and sew it into your mouth! If you even have one!"
Massaging his eyebrows, Samuel shook his head.
"If any of you are wondering, yes, she is usually like this."
The rage and the laughter would have lasted for a long time, where Shinji not metaphorically saved by the bell. A bell he didn't really want to hear at that moment.
A siren echoed throughout the facility as Caspar boomed "Code blue, I repeat Code blue. Seraphim signature detected!"
There was a slight freeze on the control deck, all eyes turning to Misato. Aside from Ritsuko, who did her usual thing of tutting and continuing to look through her files.
"I suppose we're going to have to postpone that free for all. Pilots, get to your Evas and prepare to sortie." She barked, stalking out the room along with the other combat essential staff, making for the command bridge.
The plug hatches were opened, and the children got out as quickly as possible, with only two of them truly grasping the severity of the situation. As for the German and the Imperial, they were practically buoyant.
"No stupid sea to get in my way this time. Finally you two will see how real Eva Pilot elites get things done." Asuka said proudly, LCL dripping from her plugsuit and long hair, her delight at the certainty of combat taking her mind off her previous, embarrassing, situation.
Shinji and Rei stayed behind them, the boy being semi-taken aback as to how fearless they were towards the situation, and, in a way...unprofessional.
Seriously, the world is on the brink of oblivion and you're worrying about your pride? Even after that last one nearly killed us both!?
"Of course, we'll make sure you both have a nice, safe, seat to watch it all from. Don't worry, Shinji, we'll protect you." Samuel added with a cocky grin as they entered the cages, which actually made the boy in question sigh in slight annoyance.
"Overconfidence like that will get you killed." Shinji's cerulean eyes narrowed, even when the redhead whirled around on him, wagging a playful yet threatening finger.
"Hah, don't worry, Third, I can take care of myself. I am going to make a debut that'll ring down through history, and you get to watch it. And if you mess it up, in any way, you'll wish you'd never been born, boy."
After a few moments of silence, the room resounded with a low whistle, produced by a non-human voice.
For NERV's AI found herself highly entertained.
"Do I need to turn the fans on? Because all that hot air just put the temperature up to dangerous levels..."
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I scared Setsuna with my bad decisions.
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- Between Hither and Yon.
When Caspar feels the need to make a snarky comment, the situation is usually such that anyone would feel the need to make a snarky comment.
[applauds]
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- Can't read map
Origin of purple prose was when author was paid by word... so instead of him saying sun is yellow, he writes 3 pages of text trying to describe it... and readers forget what was story about, while trying to make sense of all purple text?
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And Shinji and Rei sooooo close to victory.... pity...
UberNimrod
I scared Setsuna with my bad decisions.
- Location
- Between Hither and Yon.
One is forced to wonder how much Tolkien got paid. After all, it took one hundred pages for everyone to leave the Shire to start the adventure.
No, that is not my count. That is from everyone else that has told me about it. Apparently, the whole series starts of a little slow for some people.
Lord Sovereign
The Emperor of shitty fanfic
- Location
- England
As much as I love Lord of the Rings, and routinely make sacrifices to our Lord and saviour J.R.R Tolkein, the god of world building, I can't hack the book. I managed to get through fellowship, before giving up due to how the prose just rolled on, and on, and on. Granted, it was not a case of wishing to throw my computer screen through the window when watching a certain movie and hearing the line "But you're not me! You don't know what I have to go through!" but it was significant nonetheless.
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- Can't read map
Makes me think of "DM of rings" webcomic:
http://www.shamusyoung.com/twentysidedtale/?p=612
Lord of the Rings is more or less the foundation of modern D&D. The latter rose from the former, although the two are now so estranged that to reunite them would be an act of savage madness. Imagine a gaggle of modern hack-n-slash roleplayers who had somehow never been exposed to the original Tolkien mythos, and then imagine taking those players and trying to introduce them to Tolkien via a D&D campaign
And after player surviving trough lot, with no reword/loot, lots of backstory (they can't follow and forgot) and so on:
http://www.shamusyoung.com/twentysidedtale/?p=1165
UberNimrod
I scared Setsuna with my bad decisions.
- Location
- Between Hither and Yon.
Trying to emulate LOTR is sure-fire way to piss off experienced D&D/Pathfinder players. Very little loot and all you're really doing is just making the players grind through random patrols or scouts of the advancing army.
But there are worse things to do in otherwise decent games. The Fallout series of computer games for example.
I say this because of a special case in the game. There is a merchant that sells books that raise certain skills around the midpoint of the second game, IIRC. Normally, you can buy the books from her and sell her some things so you can buy more books if you need them. If you are stupid and try attacking her, she pulls out a gun and commences shooting at you. If you kill her, you only get limited loot.
Sadly though, I discovered an Infinite Loop of Looting with this merchant.
There is a Pickpocketing skill in the game. Obviously the more you use it, the more experience you get, but there is obviously an increased chance of getting caught. Especially if you are trying to steal multiple items at the same time.
But I would literally steal all of her inventory off her person, sell her the gun and bullets that I just stole from her back to her, before reading the skill books. Repeat until those skills are maxed or boredom sets in.
Seriously.
"Oh I am so glad you have that gun and bullets. I just misplaced mine a moment ago."
"Well, let me sell you these then."
Repeat a moment later. Because you can't steal their money. But you can loot everything else.
I just sat there and giggled like a maniac the entire time.
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- Can't read map
Eh? I barely played fallout series, never finished any game, and that is not case? Or so I thought, that skills only rise at level up when you split skill points?
Haven't tried, but Fallout is famous for reverse pickpocketing? Put primed grenade or bomb into someone's pocket and run away, doesn't affect Karma?
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And now those talks on stealing... Samuel's uniform.... disappeared, so he has to go into school with real school uniform?
Or he jumps straight out of plug suit into his uniform and see everything is in order, nothing is missing.... and there is lit firecracker in his hand?
Samuel: THAT is why I never get out of uniform! Technician's always play tricks with it!
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Lord Sovereign
The Emperor of shitty fanfic
- Location
- England
Wow, a lot of people really hate Samuel. I mean...that could be hinting to a catastrophic failure in the writing department on my part, but I honestly find him a good deal more bearable than our heroes in the original series. He's a prideful glory hog to be sure, but he is motivated a great deal by duty, instead of pride or daddy issues...
Oh dear, there I go again. I must remember, this is a story thread, not an Evangelion roasting thread (need to get that set up one day...)
Oh dear, there I go again. I must remember, this is a story thread, not an Evangelion roasting thread (need to get that set up one day...)
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Maybe because we haven't seen yet really bad pilots, so we don't have good characters to compare? Like Federation pilot?
But yeah, he seems more interesting then cannon characters.
But yeah, he seems more interesting then cannon characters.
Lord Sovereign
The Emperor of shitty fanfic
- Location
- England
Got another review today!
"Congratulations, you managed to make the Angels seem boring and trite."
I have a horrible feeling that many here would agree with that...
Edit: Aaaannnd now it's gone. What, he just put up a negative review then took it down!? The fuck!?
"Congratulations, you managed to make the Angels seem boring and trite."
I have a horrible feeling that many here would agree with that...
Edit: Aaaannnd now it's gone. What, he just put up a negative review then took it down!? The fuck!?
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- Huezil
Turing Decidable
𝕘𝕒𝕣𝕗
- Location
- Belgium
- Pronouns
- He/Him
Rei is taking military advice from Kensuke.
God help us all.
Don't listen to them. In all honesty, I like what you're doing with them a lot more than what GreggL did in Nobody Dies.Got another review today!
"Congratulations, you managed to make the Angels seem boring and trite."
I have a horrible feeling that many here would agree with that...
Edit: Aaaannnd now it's gone. What, he just put up a negative review then took it down!? The fuck!?
Lord Sovereign
The Emperor of shitty fanfic
- Location
- England
Umm...that's quite an honour...to be favorably compared to one of the big boys...just...holy shit...I'm blushing guys...
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- Huezil
We already compare you with the big guys, with who do you think i use to criticize you, by my side is only Rommel and Earth Scorpion.
Lord Sovereign
The Emperor of shitty fanfic
- Location
- England
I swear to god, if I end up as one of Eva fanfics big boys...all I did was try and make something I hate into something I like...
- Location
- Huezil
We all know you're a Tsundere to Eva, says you hate it, but deep in your heart you love it...