What's the stunt for?
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What's the stunt for?
Massive remorse plus withdrawing seems like the absolute worst of all possible combinations to me. We proclaim ourselves incompetent and then slink off from the tournament like a loser? Not at all a fan. If we're leaving then it should because we're about to start a battle for control of the realm, not because we couldn't deal with the consequences of our own actions and had to bail because the pressure got to high. Though I still think there's a great deal to be gained from staying.
From what i Read in the wiki posts He seems like a cool and forgiving Guy
You know what happened to the last guy to upset the Sun? He threw him out of existence. Like, not into the Wyld but past its infiniteness and into unReality.
And Odyssial directly offends the Sun's motivation and permanently crippled him and his ability to fulfil that motivation.
Guile
Having a really great time right now
I think the issue is the vote is titled 'Massive and Total Remorse', when the actual content is more like 'remorse, then ruthlessly use own feelings as buffer to prevent fallout to self.'
I do think we need to rework the Counter-infiltration vote for something like this.
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Rihaku
The Internet
UCS looks at Ulyssian.
Holds up all three of his arms calmly, in a placating gesture.
"Odyssial. I don't want any trouble."
It's not as if any crippling would have been permanent. And there is a huge, huge disparity between crippling and death.
edit: sorry for that, I posted the beginning of a stunt by mistake. I'm not even sure I will be able to write it all.
Edit: I shouldn't even try man, I have a test tomorrow, I need to work
Don't worry about it dude, you've done more than your fair share.
Guile
Having a really great time right now
About that... How the heck does this tournament only see one death in the last six years when people are throwing eternally-burning black lava around? Did everyone else get a charm to make their attacks selectively nonlethal when we weren't looking?
Oh you'll take our worship and like it, old man.
Blink.
When Odyissial took out the Godapear he also permanently destroyed the arm that was holding it!?
Odyissial just keeps surprising with how hardcore he was in the Usurpation.
Deadly Snark
Tryhard As Fuck
As has been said before. Massive Remorse is to do damage control over what the Cathak are going to do and Withdrawing is too prevent Nilul, one of our most valuable ally, getting found out by Infernals and also ourselves from being outed as an Anathema. Currently, the two options works well together. Massive Remorse makes us leaving seems much more believable, insuring that people won't get suspicious of our true nature. Withdrawing right now, also preserves the incredibly reputation we just build right now, making us seem incredibly dangerous, as I remind you Rihaku has said multiple times that the other contestants have judged that they can take us. But of course, they won't be stupid about it and go really overkill, which means that our chances of losing are higher and if we lose, then we lose the aura of power we just build, making any political gains we got from killing a Great Hero of the Realm meaningless. We already got the most important things we wanted in this tournament there is no reason to stay.
Also, once again the argument that are are proclaiming ourselves incompetent and then running off like a Loser is a ludicrous and stupid argument. Because again, it is an political decision to mitigate political shitstorms. And, no one here is going to be stupid enough to think that the man who crushed both a Perfect Immaculate Brotherhood and Polegamos is going to be weak and incompetent.
We are not bailing because we are scared, we are bailing because this is a good opportunity and because we don't want a Civil War right now. Having Ulyssian being able to recognize his mistakes is a good thing.
Rihaku
The Internet
No, people can pull their attacks at will. They're supernaturally skilled Hypercompetent combat monsters, after all.
Maybe that was necessary to destroy it.
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Alectai
Speaks Words of Wisdom... On occasion
Joy, which means that Ulyssian didn't because Polemgaos was so hyped up as being immortal that he thought he needed to go all in to get the victory, not knowing that it was just a clever ruse to appear immortal, but a sufficienly powerful blow was enough to one-shot him.
kinglugia
Hora hora~
Won't be surprised that it was one of the reasons the Wracking happened in the first place.
Rihaku
The Internet
Joy, which means that Ulyssian didn't because Polemgaos was so hyped up as being immortal that he thought he needed to go all in to get the victory, not knowing that it was just a clever ruse to appear immortal, but a sufficienly powerful blow was enough to one-shot him.
Yup! That's why this situation was so hilarious. But it was partly his hubris talking - he was so sure that he had full control of the situation, because tactically speaking, he did!
53 Initiative.
And yet...
The Wracking occurred in the Odyssey too, where UCS was fine.
It's for "I meant to do that".
Another reason in favour of demonstrating Remorse is that failing to do so doesn't look very good to anyone who actually cares about the stability of the Realm. We just killed one of the greatest heroes of the Realm, an individual who was an invaluable asset against any encroaching threats, during the Realm's greatest period of decline. During a time when they would need all the experienced leadership they can get. This alone might turn Dynasts who might have been otherwise neutral towards us against us, if we're seen acting disrespectfully afterwards or just shrugging off the death. Being seen to express regret helps minimise that. Swaggering around and shrugging off Polemgaos' death most certainly does not.
This is on top of previous conflict with the Immaculate Order, also. This kind of puts us in a pretty difficult position, because we're accruing a significant amount of powerful enemies here before we've even yet made our play for our post-graduate position. This trend isn't a good thing, whatever amount of fame we may gain from our participation in the tournament itself is offset if we create new enemies and galvanise them into opposing us wherever we go. Mention was made previously of how we're not really eliminating threats to Creation as much as potential allies (at least in theory).
This is on top of previous conflict with the Immaculate Order, also. This kind of puts us in a pretty difficult position, because we're accruing a significant amount of powerful enemies here before we've even yet made our play for our post-graduate position. This trend isn't a good thing, whatever amount of fame we may gain from our participation in the tournament itself is offset if we create new enemies and galvanise them into opposing us wherever we go. Mention was made previously of how we're not really eliminating threats to Creation as much as potential allies (at least in theory).
[X] Demonstrate Massive and Total Remorse.
[X] Forbearance
[X] Forbearance
Separate Fanworks only thread, perhaps? Like a version of the Story-Only, but for stuff that you didn't personally create?
You can post them in both though, just as you do with your entries.
It's just that with a thread this big, there's no effective way to hunt them down.
You could do a direct parallel of the Story-Only thread: have them post stuff here and then post it in the Fanwork thread for archival purposes.
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[X] Demonstrate Massive and Total Remorse.
[X] Withdraw from the Tournament.
So I'm not for staying and going with counter intelligence, but those are the ones needing more stunts so I wrote one anyway. It's more xp at least. This one address more the intelligence part than the networking, not enough time to do that. See ya later people.
Fanwork##
802 words
Fei Ling knew the meaning of stealth, how to fade from sight without shadows to blend in, how to walk unnoticed under the light. He knew when one had to insert himself in a scene so as to remain unseen while in plain view and when one had to remain out of sight, dissimulated in that particular corner from which to sprung at the right time, completely unexpected.
Indeed he knew his craft, its many tools and its work, which is why Ayala couldn't walk in the chamber they had relocated to before he made a thorough sweep of it. Worse than that, she had to waste precious space in her memory-full of esoteric knowledge crying for more room in which to spread-for the variety of traps and contingencies he had in place. Forgetting where one of those would be quite inconvenient. Still, she knew the value and the worth of his precautions; especially where they were right now and she didn't begrudge him any of the time he passed "working" for their sake.
Which is why she was utterly confounded to find herself face to face with Sesus Ulyssian, once she entered her room. The catch in her breath made Ling rocket back in the room he had just left, sure it was clear for her, and settle into a wary stance beside her. As if to add to the unreality of the scene, two graceful arms suddenly sprouted out of nowhere from Ulyssian's back, immediately coiling around his neck, the amused face of Tepet Nihul emerging from its hiding place to lean on his shoulder. Till now, she had been utterly concealed behind the broad form of the armored Sesus, which had managed even in his reclined position, sat on her bed, to hide from view his consort figure.
But she was the least of her concerns now. What kept her rooted to the spots and left Fei Ling a coiled spring ready to spring at a moment notice at her side, was the naked blade angled between the Sesus's knees. A veritable bar of light, it was akin to a sun shyly rising its face out at dawn, ready to bloom into full radiance at a moment's notice.
Unbidden words of powers rose in among the jumble of her thoughts, dazzling configurations of essences weaves danced in their wakes, ready to-
"I cut a pillar of the Realm for necessity sake this day. Do not doubt the strength of my conviction-to your ilk; I would do far worse if given reason. Answer me and live."
She should have felt some anger at this, incredulity perhaps. How anyone could sounds threatening with someone else wrapped around them like that? She would have before she saw a tiger took flight to cut dawn one of the most terrible dragon of the age. The utter confidence that had led to these two to such an audacious move as breaking into one of the contestant room and actually staying there to meet them, announcing their presence so lightly was unfortunately well founded.
She had stood under the glare of a Green Sun, faced the starless night of the Dragon's shadow, danced and sang to keep the Silent Wind at bay as many others of her kind. And yet, looking through these eyes, she felt as if something greater than a Titan's wrath was suspended to the next words she would pronounces.
The simple fact Fei Ling was still beside there, as immobile as a statute was proof enough than even him, adept at judging threats of all kinds for the sake of his usual activities did not know how to react. Or inaction was his answer, she couldn't say, her thoughts were getting away from her, the cast of those impassible features seemed to fill her vision, almost bloating out everything else. The sibylline expression of the Tepet seemed to indicate that they were not in control of anything here and that seeking to assert them would prove at best…an entertaining sight. The foreboding expression of her paramour didn't leave much hope, that they would be left enough of them to appreciate the joke at the end.
"What do you want to know?"
The voice of Ling failed to provoke the slightest jolt of surprise in her when it echoed through the room, his tenseness had eased in a familiar way; she could almost see him shrugging as if to say "no choice there". Knowing to fold was a staple of the game he played after all, and the odds seemed very bad indeed. Survival was the golden rule for their kind; they were not so numerous to fight when there was no need to. In the end, she was relieved to not have been the one throwing the cards on the table.
[X] Withdraw from the Tournament.
So I'm not for staying and going with counter intelligence, but those are the ones needing more stunts so I wrote one anyway. It's more xp at least. This one address more the intelligence part than the networking, not enough time to do that. See ya later people.
Fanwork##
802 words
Fei Ling knew the meaning of stealth, how to fade from sight without shadows to blend in, how to walk unnoticed under the light. He knew when one had to insert himself in a scene so as to remain unseen while in plain view and when one had to remain out of sight, dissimulated in that particular corner from which to sprung at the right time, completely unexpected.
Indeed he knew his craft, its many tools and its work, which is why Ayala couldn't walk in the chamber they had relocated to before he made a thorough sweep of it. Worse than that, she had to waste precious space in her memory-full of esoteric knowledge crying for more room in which to spread-for the variety of traps and contingencies he had in place. Forgetting where one of those would be quite inconvenient. Still, she knew the value and the worth of his precautions; especially where they were right now and she didn't begrudge him any of the time he passed "working" for their sake.
Which is why she was utterly confounded to find herself face to face with Sesus Ulyssian, once she entered her room. The catch in her breath made Ling rocket back in the room he had just left, sure it was clear for her, and settle into a wary stance beside her. As if to add to the unreality of the scene, two graceful arms suddenly sprouted out of nowhere from Ulyssian's back, immediately coiling around his neck, the amused face of Tepet Nihul emerging from its hiding place to lean on his shoulder. Till now, she had been utterly concealed behind the broad form of the armored Sesus, which had managed even in his reclined position, sat on her bed, to hide from view his consort figure.
But she was the least of her concerns now. What kept her rooted to the spots and left Fei Ling a coiled spring ready to spring at a moment notice at her side, was the naked blade angled between the Sesus's knees. A veritable bar of light, it was akin to a sun shyly rising its face out at dawn, ready to bloom into full radiance at a moment's notice.
Unbidden words of powers rose in among the jumble of her thoughts, dazzling configurations of essences weaves danced in their wakes, ready to-
"I cut a pillar of the Realm for necessity sake this day. Do not doubt the strength of my conviction-to your ilk; I would do far worse if given reason. Answer me and live."
She should have felt some anger at this, incredulity perhaps. How anyone could sounds threatening with someone else wrapped around them like that? She would have before she saw a tiger took flight to cut dawn one of the most terrible dragon of the age. The utter confidence that had led to these two to such an audacious move as breaking into one of the contestant room and actually staying there to meet them, announcing their presence so lightly was unfortunately well founded.
She had stood under the glare of a Green Sun, faced the starless night of the Dragon's shadow, danced and sang to keep the Silent Wind at bay as many others of her kind. And yet, looking through these eyes, she felt as if something greater than a Titan's wrath was suspended to the next words she would pronounces.
The simple fact Fei Ling was still beside there, as immobile as a statute was proof enough than even him, adept at judging threats of all kinds for the sake of his usual activities did not know how to react. Or inaction was his answer, she couldn't say, her thoughts were getting away from her, the cast of those impassible features seemed to fill her vision, almost bloating out everything else. The sibylline expression of the Tepet seemed to indicate that they were not in control of anything here and that seeking to assert them would prove at best…an entertaining sight. The foreboding expression of her paramour didn't leave much hope, that they would be left enough of them to appreciate the joke at the end.
"What do you want to know?"
The voice of Ling failed to provoke the slightest jolt of surprise in her when it echoed through the room, his tenseness had eased in a familiar way; she could almost see him shrugging as if to say "no choice there". Knowing to fold was a staple of the game he played after all, and the odds seemed very bad indeed. Survival was the golden rule for their kind; they were not so numerous to fight when there was no need to. In the end, she was relieved to not have been the one throwing the cards on the table.
[X] Demonstrate Massive and Total Remorse.
[X] Forbearance
[X] Forbearance
