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Truck-kun has friends. Truck-kun's friends were royally drunk and made a mistake. Harry got Isekai-ed in a somewhat typical "wrong target" way. Harry got returned to find out that it was actually his cousin that was supposed to get Truck-kun is new though.
...That's an interesting way of things. What would happen though? I mean Dudley get Isekai-ed, and Petunia wants him back, thus tasking Harry to do it through his "Freaky method", and him in some misguided "saving people thing" decided that... yes? And because it's Harry, Voldy will say "i must kill him personally" and eventually goes there too? Since it's you, if you ever do decide to do something with this it'll be very entertaining.
I think i'm a little more interesting in the setting of the other world however. Magic is probably a "yes", but then we start differing from "demon lord" to "world ending threats" to "ancient evil" to even "the gods are playing games via mortal and you're just the newest piece" or something like those. So... any insights?
What exactly would he have been taught in this alternate world? Obvious he got food and medical care to take care of all of his issues, but beyond that what training did he get? I guess that depends a lot on what kind of world he went to, I guess. You have to know what the magic system is like, if there is one, what people he appeared near, and all that stuff.
Cooking, cleaning, gardening, farming. Very useful things for Isekai'd people these days. Waving huge swords or wielding powerful magis is so overdone.
Cooking, cleaning, gardening, farming. Very useful things for Isekai'd people these days. Waving huge swords or wielding powerful magis is so overdone.
While I agree most things are overdone, why would you Isekai someone to do farming? If it was someone magical to farm/garden magical plants, I could maybe see the reason, but as the intended target was Dudley, it'd be highly unusual. I mean Vernon to manage something or rescue a company I can see and it probably would make an excellent story, but Dudley just lacks anything worth bringing across in a SV fic.
While I agree most things are overdone, why would you Isekai someone to do farming? If it was someone magical to farm/garden magical plants, I could maybe see the reason, but as the intended target was Dudley, it'd be highly unusual. I mean Vernon to manage something or rescue a company I can see and it probably would make an excellent story, but Dudley just lacks anything worth bringing across in a SV fic.
It seems you did not read Arifureta, where one of the side-characters (the cute youthful teacher) became INfamous for decimating the upper echelon of the local Church of Tyranny using the {Farming} Skill.
How?
She used it to make a magi-crafted version of a high yeld fuel/air bomb and used it to nuke them.
Okay, I can see that. I could figure out how to do that with enough time and motivation. But my point stands; you wouldn't chose Dudley for that! 11 year old Dudley!
Oh, and I'd call a system very powerful magic as well. Can't get much more powerful than leveraging a reality defining system to your benefit.
The only one that I see the spoiled brat being needed would be such words like Rise of the Shield Hero, where all the other choices are worse than him.
The only one that I see the spoiled brat being needed would be such words like Rise of the Shield Hero, where all the other choices are worse than him.
Cooking, cleaning, gardening, farming. Very useful things for Isekai'd people these days. Waving huge swords or wielding powerful magis is so overdone.
To be fair, if you use household magic just right you can have terrifying results. As an example, imagine casting an intent-based dirt scouring spell while concentrating on how dirty the target's skin, bones and muscles are.
To be fair, if you use household magic just right you can have terrifying results. As an example, imagine casting an intent-based dirt scouring spell while concentrating on how dirty the target's skin, bones and muscles are.
AN: This is a short one that came to me and could apply to any number of OCs or Crossovers. The scene amused me, so here it is.
"Dangerous, he is," Yoda said gravely. "Provoke him we shall not."
"Is he a dark side user?" one of the assembled Masters asked.
"No. Overcome the dark, he has. Discarded it, he did."
"But he could fall from the light?" another Master asked.
"Overcome the light, he has."
There was a pause as the Masters tried to determine just how one overcame the light side of the Force. Finally, the first Master that had spoken voiced their collective thoughts. "How?"
"He has embraced a side of the Force long hoped lost," Mace Windu answered. "That makes him an incredibly powerful and dangerous foe, one that is not to be underestimated."
"I, we, thought that there was the light and the dark."
"Order," Yoda said. "Natural, the light is. Forced, the dark is. Opposites, but united."
"Compared to chaos," Windu continued. "Not that most think of things that way, but he is firmly rooted in the chaotic aspects of the Force. Luckily he prefers the less dangerous path, though there is no true separation in the chaos arts."
"What path does he follow?" another Master asked.
"He is a disciple of the pranking side of the Force."
AN the second: In Discord, proposed Crossover individuals included Naruto, Sirius Black, Harry Potter, Zelretch, Alexander Harris...
The Force is a piece of tape. The Dark and the Light are pieces of paper. The Sticky Side of the Force lets the Dark and the Light be connected. Any other option is better for QQ than SV.
"Order," Yoda said. "Natural, the light is. Forced, the dark is. Opposites, but united."
"Compared to chaos," Windu continued. "Not that most think of things that way, but he is firmly rooted in the chaotic aspects of the Force. Luckily he prefers the less dangerous path, though there is no true separation in the chaos arts."
Now I am wondering what a Chaos side of the Force would actually allow. The Light Side, at its greatest, allows you to heal and rejuvenate others, while banishing negative emotions and the Dark Side, in a technique known as Force Light. The Dark Side, at its greatest, allows you to steal the Living Force from others to extend your life and increase your power. But both of these are Order aspects.
I can see the Chaos Side not having Precognition, as it naturally decides all paths are equal, rather than giving the most likely path like Force Precognition does. They would likely struggle with fine manipulation of Force Powers, with healing being more like the dark-side "Shove vitality at them until they are all better" healing instead of light-side"Rejuvenate the damaged parts" healing, though obviously lacking the "Take the life-force from other people so you don't have to sacrifice your own" that the Dark-side enjoys.
While both the Light and the Dark sides of the Force focus on controlling their emotions, the Light Side with either positive emotions or none at all, and the Dark Side with negative emotions and pain, I see the Chaos Side of the Force focusing on feeling as you feel. Basically, whatever you are feeling is fine.
I can see a lot of "Probability Manipulation" stuff in the Chaos Side of the Force, and likely Sith Alchemy is closer to the Chaos Side than the Dark Side (most of the really powerful Sith SUCK at Alchemy and Sorcery but are good with the rest of the Force, or vice versa)
I don't get into discussions on this much, but here's my take on things.
Both the Light Side and Dark Side of the Force don't really exist. The Force itself is both and neither. The sides are an imposition created by the Jedi Order in order to better train new Jedi.
The reason so many Jedi turn to the Dark Side is because suppression of your emotions is unnatural. However, giving into darker impulses is just as bad, as is denying passion. Which, quite frankly, makes absolutely no sense whatsoever. In universe, K Ali Mundi, a Jedi Master at the time of the Clone Wars, had seven wives. Then there's the whole Sunrider clan, who basically built the Order to what it was at that point.
As another post mentioned, Light and Dark are part of the same coin. The only reason why one is seen as good and the other evil has more to do with humans' diurnal natures and religious belief than anything else. We see Creation and Destruction as the same thing when we shouldn't. Positive and negative are looked at the same way as well, which is quite idiotic. After all, by that measure, then the whole universe is evil since electromagnetic force is basically what allows atoms to do what they do. Electrons are, of course, negatively charged. Heh.
I've actually explored a Worm fic that takes what happened after Return of the Jedi and goes a whole new direction with it. One that turns both Worm and Star Wars on its head. I haven't done anything with it because I've got too many other stories that I want to work on before I start anything else.
The Pranking Side you mean, with deserved capitals. I am personally interpreting it as the Force finding a way to vent ALL the frustration it collected dealing with both the Light and Dark side of its user. There is a great disturbance in the Force, for it wants to Troll.
Naruto and Harry Potter has the potential to be a generic crossover if done wrong. Sirius Black maybe, for while the Force Trolls, he learned that all things have consequences, be it good or bad. If something came out of this, i would go for a character maturation story as oppose to fixing the wrong or twigging destiny.
Zelretch is one of The Troll, so that's a nope. I really don't know an Alexander Harris... from which ever series/franchise (i can already feel the "you uncultured swine" comment).
Anyway, for those getting all philosophical about the Force's true nature, maybe toss it into somewhere else to hash it over. Just saying.
So, this one started as someone in Discord asking for a way for Petunia to screw with Snape. Intentionally, unintentionally, whatever. I went with unintentionally, came up with the incredibly basic premise and Snape happening to be in the Alley when Hagrid brought Harry there. Then discussion happened in two different Discord servers and things expanded and we end up with this.
It started with a delivery, shortly after her precious Dudley's third birthday. Petunia didn't know that the trunk that was larger than it should be on the inside full of her sister's clothing had sat around for over a year before someone had realized that it would never reach Lily Potter, only then attaching a 'care of Harry Potter' label to it. She had no way of knowing that the fact it had been addressed to Lily first and Harry second had bypassed a mail redirection ward, allowing it to arrive at her home instead of being sent elsewhere. Nor did she know that the majority of the clothing had been collected by Lily from their hoarder parents and sent out to a service that would clean, repair, and apply standard wizard charms to the clothing in hopes that she'd eventually have a daughter that would like the items.
What Petunia did know was that they didn't want to spend money on clothing for her nephew, the neighbors were starting to question the boy wearing Dudley's too-large cast-offs, and they now had years worth of clothing of various sizes that the worthless boy could wear instead. She didn't even mind the freakishness that was the larger on the inside trunk to store it all in, as it would mean that they didn't need to find a place to store everything. Coming up with an excuse for why the boy dressed like a girl would be simple enough, right?
Harry's childhood took a turn that day, not that he would ever realize it. Wearing clothing intended for a girl had others looking at him differently, and the Dursleys ended up needing to treat him differently than they otherwise would've as a result. Petunia had inadvertently made it worse when she'd claimed that he refused to wear boy clothing and hadn't refuted the claim that it was to be closer to his departed mother. The neighbors had run with it and pitied the boy who had lost his mother at far too young an age.
To look less out of place in the clothing, Harry's hair had been allowed to grow out and he frequently wore the accessories that went with the clothing. Strangers frequently mistook him for a girl, and he quickly got used to it. He honestly didn't mind as they treated him better when they thought he was a girl, acting oddly when they found out that he wasn't. He was teased horribly when he finally started school, but that died off when he didn't react to it. That didn't make most of his classmates want to associate with him, so he ended up alone in the library quite often.
Because of his feminine appearance, Vernon was uncomfortable with having Harry do a lot of the outdoor chores. That had resulted in most of Harry's chores being indoors, with the only outdoor chore being maintaining the garden after Dudley was found to be incapable of handling that. The older boy could handle mowing the lawn but had no patience for learning how to identify weeds and other problems. Dudley having chores had resulted in him being less of a troublemaker, and what little trouble he did get into was much harder to blame on 'that poor boy' as the neighbors frequently referred to Harry.
That same feminine appearance, coupled with Vernon deciding that Dudley needed to learn at least some value in doing things 'right', prevented him from being punished for doing better than Dudley in school. It almost hadn't, admittedly, but Dudley had interrupted before any punishment could be issued to declare that he was proud to have done worse than 'the sissy'. Vernon's initial opinion on the matter had flipped entirely, and Harry was promptly moved into the bedroom upstairs with proper furniture so that he could keep his grades up as a target for Dudley to meet and exceed.
An unexpected side effect of that was Petunia giving Harry the trunk full of clothing, which she had been managing until then, to get it out of her closet. Included was a comment that it had been his mother's, which had shocked him. Finding out that he'd been wearing clothing connected to one of his parents all that time had resonated with him, and the farce of an explanation that Petunia had allowed to come into existence shifted to reality. He didn't care that he wasn't a girl, he finally knew that he had a connection to his parents. One that the Dursleys were encouraging, even if only for financial reasons.
It was as the two boys approached eleven that Petunia sat down with Vernon and discussed the likely-impending letter from 'the freaks'. Harry hadn't done a whole lot of magic since he was a toddler, though she expected that he'd somehow pierced his own ears at some point when he started wearing earrings. She didn't know when that had started, only that she'd noticed him wearing some that she recognized as having been Lily's a year or two prior. He'd also seemingly changed his glasses multiple times to ones that better fit his overall image, but that was about it. None of it had been overt, at least.
At the same time, Harry had consistently outdone Dudley academically over the years. It was apparent that Dudley was never going to catch up, and it would look very odd to send him to Smeltings while Harry went to Stonewall with his far better grades. Allowing Harry to go learn with 'the freaks' could be their out, rightfully claiming that he'd gotten a position in the private school his parents had attended. It would keep him from upstaging Dudley at a minimum, and it wasn't like the freaks would be likely to take 'no' for an answer. Vernon had agreed, and their plans were set.
When the letter arrived they were ready for it, though Petunia was annoyed that they'd sent the freak-raised version. Luckily she knew how to get a letter to Hogwarts anyway, even if she'd never been able to attend. Their response came in the form of someone ringing the bell on Saturday the twenty-seventh. Petunia answered the door, as Dudley had been taken shopping by Vernon and Harry was upstairs working on a deep clean of the guest room after both she and him had noticed that there was a lingering odor from Ripper in there.
Neither of them liked the dog, though at least Marge kept him from attacking anyone while she visited.
Opening the door, she hadn't expected to see Severus Snape, though most of her initial shock was that she recognized the man in the first place. She had to bite down her initial disgust at seeing the man that she blamed for taking Lily away from her, instead inviting him to come in while she fetched Harry.
Severus hadn't known what to expect, having agreed to come entirely out of curiosity regarding an actual acceptance letter having arrived for Mister Potter, but what appeared to be a young Lily hadn't even rated as a possible outcome. Admittedly, Lily hadn't had black hair, nor had she worn glasses, but he recognized the outfit as one that he'd helped pick out. His brain took several minutes to reboot properly, but he'd been able to survive the first few questions from the boy on autopilot without much issue.
Being asked if Lily's old Hogwarts Uniforms were 'still suitable', since they apparently fit Harry fine, was enough to fully kickstart his brain again. Raising an eyebrow, he carefully cast a couple of detection charms, noting that Petunia was biting her lip at the display of magic. The charms showed that the clothing had all of the standard charms and enchantments intact. They were also in incredibly good condition given their age, and the uniform definitely hadn't changed. Nodding, he agreed, but said that he'd have to clear the house colors from them and Harry's name would need to be added to each piece.
It wasn't until later, when they'd reached Diagon Alley, that he'd realized that Harry shouldn't be wearing Lily's clothing, but he had no clue how to bring that up without looking stupid for not having asked sooner. Maybe he could ferret that out of Petunia after returning Harry home?
Contrary to his original expectations when he'd left that morning, nobody mobbed them when they entered the Leaky Cauldron. Harry wasn't exactly recognizable as the boy who lived, after all. He was also far more inquisitive than expected, and along the way Severus had admitted that the boy should probably try to avoid being sorted into Slytherin. At the same time, he did his best to steer the child away from Gryffindor while also letting him know that both of his parents had been sorted there. Instead he'd pushed the boy towards Hufflepuff, as the least likely to bully him for his choice of dress, or Ravenclaw, as the house of the studious.
The Gringotts Goblins ignored Harry's choice of clothing, and the boy enjoyed the trip down to his vault far too much, and then they were off. Severus would've started them at Madam Malkin's, so that the clothing could be prepared while they did the rest of the shopping, but that wasn't needed. Instead he brought Harry to Ollivander's, and enjoyed the slightly-flummoxed look on the wandmaker's face when he realized that the young girl was actually a boy. Most of the rest of the alley wasn't likely to take any notice at all.
Finding the correct wand took far too long, but Severus ensured that a book on wand care and a basic holster were included in the day's purchase. Muggle-born were recommended to pick up the book, but amazingly few people bothered with the holster despite it being nearly critical to being properly prepared. They then picked up a trunk, as the expanded one Harry already had didn't have enough room on top of the clothing already in it. That was obtained from a second-hand shop, Severus having seen a decent two-compartment model there recently. As a bonus, the trunk had been modified with wheels and a handle that wouldn't look out of place in the muggle world. They also obtained a telescope slightly better than the standard student model from the same shop.
Purchasing the boy's required books was easy enough, though there Severus ensured that they also picked up a number of supplementary books. Mostly to do with potions, but also several things that he'd wished he'd known to point Lily at years ago. A primer on Wizarding Culture was one of those additions. They then ventured into Knockturn Alley for far better prices and quality on potion equipment and ingredients, the Diagon Alley apothecary overcharging as most students wouldn't know any better for years. If ever. That was also where they picked up the protective equipment needed for safe brewing of potions and protective equipment for harvesting ingredients. Severus even purchased a harvesting kit for Harry as an early birthday present, informing the boy that you never knew when you might come across quality potion ingredients.
They 'ran into' Rubeus on the way out of Knockturn, though Severus had to admit that purchasing an owl for the boy wasn't a horrible choice. That was also presented as an early birthday present, but necessitated an additional stop to pick up supplies that Hagrid hadn't gotten. Though Severus desperately wanted to know how Rubeus had recognized Harry as Harry, as well as why he hadn't made a fuss about how the boy was dressed or that they had come out of Knockturn.
A quick trip had been made to Privet Drive to drop off the day's shopping, then they'd left again for a short visit to King's Cross station. There Severus pointed out where the platform was and explained how to get onto it, though couldn't demonstrate as it wasn't open. They then returned to Privet drive for the last time, Harry going to organize his new trunk and shift clothing for the year into it while Severus sat down for a short chat with Petunia.
That evening Severus found himself staring at the wall of his quarters, nursing a glass of firewhiskey, wondering what was wrong with the world. Petunia had admitted to being petty enough to use Lily's old clothing for Harry instead of spending money they had clothing the boy, which had spiraled out of control over the years. The end result was that the boy didn't really look or act like his father, not that he acted much like his mother either.
Rubeus, at least, made sense. He'd started his trip to the alley by speaking with Ollivander about the wandmaker visiting the Forbidden Forest for wand-making supplies, getting a description of Harry in the process. That also explained how he'd known to get the boy the owl. At the same time, he apparently had no issues with the way the boy looked or dressed, and in fact hadn't seen anything unusual about it at all. Something that Severus, sadly, couldn't say about himself yet, though most of his personal issues were the constant reminders of Lily.
This was going to be an interesting year, and his occlumency was going to be well-tested.
Vernon had dropped Harry off very early in the morning come September first, even going so far as to ensure that the boy had snacks and a packed lunch. Harry had been left to his own devices for finding and entering the platform, in part because Vernon had been informed that he wouldn't be able to enter it anyway. The man had wished him luck before driving off, wanting to get back home so that he could bring Dudley to Smeltings on time.
The station had very few people in it at that hour, though it did have enough people around to make Harry happy that Hedwig was flying to the school instead of with him. Harry found that the lack of people went even further when he shifted to the magical side of the barrier. In fact, it appeared that he was the first student to arrive. That meant that he had no problem finding a compartment, and he even closed the door and curtains long enough to change into his uniform right away so that he wouldn't need to worry about that later. He made sure that he knew where the nearest loo was, then settled in with one of his books.
Eventually others trickled in, then flooded in, and the train started to fill up. Lots of people looked in on Harry, but for the most part they didn't even say hello once they saw that someone was already in that compartment. Eventually a pair of girls, Padma and Parvarti, joined Harry in the compartment, closing the door behind them after Harry had said they could join him. Padma had asked if Harry was short for something, which Harry had said not as far as he knew, before she commented that 'Harry is a weird name for our age'. She'd then shifted to asking about his book, which had her sister rolling her eyes.
Nobody else joined them, though they did have several visitors. First a redheaded boy had scowled at them when he rudely opened the door without knocking, leaving immediately after. Without closing the door again. Not too long after that a blond boy had also rudely opened the compartment door, but he had at least apologized and closed the door. A different boy had knocked, looking for his toad, and a bushy-haired girl had also knocked while apparently looking for the same toad.
They reached Hogsmead without issue, and Harry ended up in a boat with Padma, Parvati, and the bushy-haired girl who finally introduced herself as Hermione. All three girls were curious as to how Harry knew Hagrid, which led to the start of a story of how he got Hedwig that was interrupted by them getting started moving across the lake.
In the castle the two rude boys ended up yelling at one another, oddly enough over whether or not Harry was attending. The argument was interrupted by the arrival of ghosts, followed shortly by the group entering the Great Hall. Hermione muttered some things that Harry had also read about in Hogwarts: A History, the Sorting Hat sang its song, and then the sorting began. The blond rude boy was apparently Draco Malfoy and ended up in Slytherin, Hermione ended up in Gryffindor, the boy with the toad was Neville Longbottom and ended up in Gryffindor as well. The Patil twins ended up split, Padma going to Ravenclaw and Parvarti going to Gryffindor. And eventually it was Harry's turn.
"Harry Potter," Professor McGonagall called, and Harry stepped forward. Doing so seemed to silence the entire hall. The woman blinked a couple of times, looking down at Harry, then at the rest of the students. Frowning, she looked back at Harry. "I called for Mister Potter."
"And that would be me," Harry replied. "Harry James Potter."
The woman gave him a deeper look, before her eyes went wide for a moment. She schooled her features, nodded, and placed the sorting hat upon his head.
"Very interesting," the hat said, apparently directly into Harry's head. Or at least that's what he suspected, given that he'd not heard anything more than the house names when others had worn the hat. "Close, Mister Potter. I'm actually whispering directly into your ears. But good deduction, you'd do well in Ravenclaw. That said, you could also do with the friends that you'd likely get in Hufflepuff, bucking the norms like you seem to be doing shows that you could do well in Gryffindor, and you've got a drive to prove yourself that would do you well in Slytherin. Though Professor Snape was correct that you'd have a hard time in the latter two houses, I'm unsure if your chats with the garden snakes would be enough to convince your peers to treat you properly in Slytherin."
Frowning slightly, Harry thought about that. He didn't want to pin any hopes on something that vague, though why his chats with the garden snakes would possibly help him was beyond him right now. Figuring that the hat was obviously reading his mind, he focused on 'talking' to it without speaking. "I think I'd prefer Ravenclaw, Professor Snape indicated that they were the best choice for someone who likes to read as much as I do."
"That's not bad reasoning, but I can tell that you care far more about fitting in than you want to admit to yourself. Ravenclaw might accept your studious nature, but they also tend to be less...flexible about those that don't fit into normal molds. No, for you it had better be HUFFLEPUFF!"
The last word had been shouted, just like for all the other students, and Harry took the Sorting Hat off and headed for the Hufflepuff table. The hall was deadly silent as he did so, nobody seeming to be able to process what had just happened. Harry ended up sitting next to Susan Bones, on the other side of the girl from Hannah...something. He couldn't remember, only that it started with an A.
Professor McGonagall eventually recovered from her own shock and called the next name, which was enough to trigger murmuring across the entire hall. The sorting completed, and the meal was served. That triggered a flood of questions directed Harry's way, which he answered to the best of his ability. He'd started by 'proving' his identity through showing the scar on his forehead, which appeared to be enough to keep accusations of him being a liar at bay. Then admitting that he was wearing his mother's old clothing, as the only link he had to either of his parents, had caused some shock among his new housemates. He'd also admitted that he couldn't remember ever wearing boy's clothing, and had been mistaken as a girl for basically as long as he could remember as well, so he had no way to tell how either of those compared to a more 'normal' experience that everyone thought a boy should have.
Harry had expected most of those questions. Less expected were the concerned looks when his scar erupted in momentary pain when he was looking over the professors. Specifically when he was looking at Professor Quirrell, though nobody thought that was likely to be the cause, complete with an older student assuring him that they'd check with Professor Sprout about it just in case it was something serious.
The feast ended with announcements, including a concerning one about the third floor corridor, before everyone left for their common rooms. That led to a bit of a disagreement, since Harry was a boy and thus couldn't stay with the girls but also looked far too much like a girl to stay with the boys. At least in the opinion of a number of other students in the house, as Harry himself had no problem staying in the boys dorm. Professor Sprout had shown up and ended the argument, stating that Harry was staying in the boys dorm, but also then dragging Harry off to see Madam Pomphrey about the pain in his scar.
It was certainly looking to be an interesting year, and he hadn't even made it through the first night yet.
A interesting premise. One I wouldn't mind seeing where it goes. I'm assuming from how it is writing that Harry thinks of himself as male just that he enjoys wearing feminine clothes. be interesting to see how he deals with it as he goes through pubity.
We only had Snapes views detailed with Hagrid seeing Harry's fasion choice in, I'm guessing, a simular manner to how he treats more interesting amimals (i.e. not to judge them by their scary exteriar). It would be interesting to know what the rest of the students think (i could see pure blood mistaking it for normal with the robes they usally wear and how badly dressed the wizards at the world cup were dressed. would the 1st gens be more offended?)
You never ever seen "Buffy the Vampire Slayer"???
Full name is "AleXander Lave... Harris", that ringinf a bell with you, by change?
Atleast it's not Gyppsy Danger in Battletech, on a (Lyran) planet in the Clan Invasion path.
A Yeager is 1.980 tons.
Battlemechs can reach 100 tons unless you take a superheavy one, which can reach 200 and need tech not invented yet.
To be honest, one of the smaller mech transports weights 2.000 tons.
And a Yeager does not use myomer, so pre-primitive-tech, yet has plasma throwing weaponry and natural body movement.
Could be fun, right?
Now, if Ranma 0.5 was set in the Kancole Collection universe, which ship class would Ranma-chan then be?
If it's a aviation cruiser, then I can see Ranma wanting a well-dock for floatplane recovery.
Plus a moon-pool for more covert opperations, like supplying submarines.
Now as for a good plot bunny, with the Harry Potter verse.
Tom Riddle was the last of his line, the only real family left, where the Potters, which he didn't know about.
So what if Riddle his death, even if he manage to stay on this side of the living, still rated him as death & Harry was his next most closest living kin?
What if this included defences against property theft?
Matrix, just when the moment seems lost, a fleet of Rag Tag ships arrives, with in the lead, the last Battlestar, Galactica.
(choice between TOS BSG & new BSG)
@CmptrWz that was a fine chapter.
Hopefully the above gives you something to mule over, if only by how over the top some of it might seem.
