Sinsystems
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Also all in favor of putting headless in our device?
Flandre's Quest (Touhou) World - (Madness Quest)
- Thread starter Entropy Judge
- Start date
False Xteeler
False smile :D
- Location
- Somewhere
[X] Ask Headless
I'm curious on what Headless will say.
Besides, what could possible go wrong?
I'm curious on what Headless will say.
Besides, what could possible go wrong?
- Location
- California Conservation Corps
- Pronouns
- She/Her
[X] Attempt to resist it.*
-[X] Complain to Schach about it.
--[X] Ask for blood, type O whole blood. Flandre will use it in private.
-[X] Complain to Schach about it.
--[X] Ask for blood, type O whole blood. Flandre will use it in private.
Entropy Judge
Recurring Bouts of Misanthropy
@WorldSlayer why Type O?
[X] Ask Headless
[X] Attempt to resist it.*
-[X] Complain to Schach about it.
--[X] Ask for blood, type O whole blood. Flandre will use it in private.
Pretty sure the type O request is to imply that it's a medical need without outright stating it.
-[X] Complain to Schach about it.
--[X] Ask for blood, type O whole blood. Flandre will use it in private.
Pretty sure the type O request is to imply that it's a medical need without outright stating it.
Well, its not lying.
NSMS
Probably evil, unfortunately.
- Location
- A rapidly widening tear in the fabric of reality
Either that, or it just tastes better.
Entropy Judge
Recurring Bouts of Misanthropy
Hmm ... votes are not locked.
[x] Ask Headless.
4
[X] Attempt to resist it.*
-[X] Complain to Schach about it.
1
[X] Attempt to resist it.*
-[X] Complain to Schach about it.
--[X] Ask for blood, type O whole blood. Flandre will use it in private.
4
4
[X] Attempt to resist it.*
-[X] Complain to Schach about it.
1
[X] Attempt to resist it.*
-[X] Complain to Schach about it.
--[X] Ask for blood, type O whole blood. Flandre will use it in private.
4
NSMS
Probably evil, unfortunately.
- Location
- A rapidly widening tear in the fabric of reality
[X] Attempt to resist it.*
-[X] Complain to Schach about it.
--[X] Ask for blood, type O whole blood. Flandre will use it in private.
Whilst this isn't my preferred option, I don't want to associate with Headless any more than necessary.
-[X] Complain to Schach about it.
--[X] Ask for blood, type O whole blood. Flandre will use it in private.
Whilst this isn't my preferred option, I don't want to associate with Headless any more than necessary.
It implies that the blood is for a medical needs due to the fact that type O is a universal donor type (that's not strictly true due to how antibodies work but it's accurate enough), by not including the Rh(D) type it implies she's Rh(D) positive. Essentially it's just a distraction to misdirect people into not thinking she's a vampire which will put off having everyone find out she's a vampire until she gets access to a device.
Chartreuse32
Writing from the Birdcage
But it also raises the question how a little girl knows enough about blood to apparently want to get a transfusion.
Because anyone who listens to thaty little voice in the back of their head known as instinct would know we aren't a little girl and that they should really start running.
... Oh, wait:
That might actually be a problem.
God these people are fuckwads.
Entropy Judge
Recurring Bouts of Misanthropy
Votes will close in a few hours.
[x] Ask Headless.
4
[X] Attempt to resist it.*
-[X] Complain to Schach about it.
1
[X] Attempt to resist it.*
-[X] Complain to Schach about it.
--[X] Ask for blood, type O whole blood. Flandre will use it in private.
6
4
[X] Attempt to resist it.*
-[X] Complain to Schach about it.
1
[X] Attempt to resist it.*
-[X] Complain to Schach about it.
--[X] Ask for blood, type O whole blood. Flandre will use it in private.
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Entropy Judge
Recurring Bouts of Misanthropy
Voting is closed, and ...
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DON'T SCARY
Hope is the road to disappointment....
How about hunter x hunter and/or akira for Flandre's next otherworldly visits
A Game of Tag
Entropy Judge
Recurring Bouts of Misanthropy
[X] Attempt to resist it.*
-[X] Complain to Schach about it.
--[X] Ask for blood, type O whole blood. Flandre will use it in private.
*Roll Succeeded*
You whine and thrash as you roll around, knees drawn up and wings curled around your shoulders. Then you wrap the blanket tightly around you and roll off the bed, hands pressed against your head. You are Flandre Scarlet! You are a vampire, one of the strongest! You are a Scarlet, and you will not let yourself be ruled by some pain! You concentrate on the pain, trying to will it away, push it down inside you where it won't hurt. You aren't successful ... but eventually, the pain fades, and you relax, deflating as you let your guard down just a little. Now you feel the blood streaming down the sides of your head where your claws were pressed, notice the cracked floor beneath you ... notice that you are no longer alone. You can hear the heartbeat, smell the blood ... just a meter away ....
"Miss Scarlet?" She sounds wary, you think. You wonder what Schach is doing here, at this time of night. She seems to blur, and the next thing you notice is that she's right beside you, touching your head. "Are you alright?"
"I'm ... it hurt. I don't know what it was, or why. It hurt. My head." You can speak clearly, but getting the words from your brain to your mouth seems so hard, much harder than it should be. "What did ... why ... how?" You try not to whine, but you feel another stab of pain, and you shiver and roll away from Schach.
"We didn't do anything, Miss Scarlet - we haven't done anything to you, and we didn't detect anything coming in." You curl up again and wedge yourself half-under the bed. "... Is there anything we can get you? We have a nurse coming, but if there's anything you would normally take for something like this ...." Like this? You wouldn't know about that, since you've never experienced anything like this, and you know that most medicine doesn't work on vampires anyway ... but one thing does help.
"... Blood," you whisper. Is that what's wrong? You haven't ever had this pain before when you needed more blood, and you haven't felt hungry, but maybe it had something to do with the way you came here. "Some blood." You rack your brain - Remilia said something once about different types and why they tasted different, and you couldn't mix certain kinds ....
"Blood?" You feel someone else come into the room and Schach turns away from you.
"It's ...." You feel the memory bubbling up as someone starts unwrapping the blanket, and you cringe away from the light. "Type O. Just get me some ... not much, just a cup should do ... and I can take care it myself." You open your eyes to slits, and you see a strange woman leaning over you, with a puzzled expression on her face, and Schach is behind her, frowning. The stranger gently tries to pull you out, but you push yourself deeper, and Schach closes her eyes, her fist clenching. Almost a minute passes, with the stranger looking nervously between you and Schach, then Schach turns slightly and looks at you, eyes narrow. Eventually she sighs.
"Will you be alright alone for a moment? We'll be right back." You nod and put your head to your chin. The stranger looks reproachfully at Schach.
"Sister Schach! We can't leave her -" Schach grabs her by the shoulder and pulls her away from you, drags her out the door. Several minutes pass, and you almost start to feel better; not like you hadn't just had your had scrambled by mind-shattering pain, but well enough to act normally. You wonder if maybe you don't need the blood - and then it hits you. Warm blood, fresh blood, within lunging distance even! You can practically taste it ... and the stranger walks in, nervously carrying a cup in both hands, face pale. You uncoil yourself and stare at the cup, and she stumbles, but catches herself, doesn't spill any of it. She sets the cup on the ground in front of you and turns, runs out of the room and away from you. You don't care, the blood is right in front of you and you snatch it, bring it to your lips, and as the warm liquid washes down your throat the pain recedes.
After a minute of leaning against the bed, no longer suffering from the pain, Schach walks to the door and looks at you, and you smile back at her. She sighs and shakes her head. "Nanoha and Vita are coming here soon; I hope you appreciate what kind of trouble you've caused by not being honest about things." Your eyes gleam and your wings jingle.
"Vita's coming? Here? Soon?" You giggle and jump to your feet, then start spinning in place. Then you stop, and you stare hard at Schach, a grin spreading on your face. "Hey, Schach, you don't like me, do you? I can tell, I'm smart! But I know how to tell if you like me - we just have to play a game! Will you play a game with me, Schach?" She leans against the doorframe and sighs again. She looks tired, and she doesn't look like she wants to play. What a bad playmate.
"Alright, just for a little bit. So it has to be a short game," she says, and your grin widens.
"That's perfect, because we're going to play a really short game! We're gonna play tag!" You hurl yourself forward as you finish speaking, but Schach somehow manages to dodge your swipe, which takes out part of the wall - and you go flying through the wall into the next room. You laugh. "You dodged! Wow, you must be great at this!" When you turn around, she's standing again, and she has two metal sticks - then she hurls herself toward you! You catch the sticks in your hands and stick your tongue out at her. "Silly Schach! Don't you know how to play tag? I'm it, so I have to tag you - you don't try to tag me, not until you're it. Now, let's try this again~" You spin around in the air, still holding her, then hurl her away from you, through the window in your room so she lands far away. You fly to your window - slowly, so she has time to get back up - and then clap your hands. You can't see her! She's so good at this!
You jump out, hovering a few meters from the window, and look for where she could have gone. She's nowhere to be seen, though, and you start pouting. You're playing tag, not hide-and-seek! Then you spot movement behind one of the trees, and you charge it - but it's not Schach behind it. She is still alive after going through three more trees, though ... maybe she'll play with you, too? You shake her until she focuses her red eyes on you. "Haha! You must be fun to play with, but I'm playing with Schach right now, at least until Vita comes, so I can't play with you. I'll play with you another day, okay?" You don't even let her respond before you hurl the redhead away and go back to looking for Schach. Rising above the treeline, you see her standing in the middle of the field. "Schach!" She's already looking at you, but you want to make sure she knows you're coming - and then you charge at her again.
You could have sworn you were going to tag her this time, but she somehow manages to skip out of the way, and by the time you finish picking yourself out of the ground she's managed to put some distance between you. You laugh again - you haven't had this much fun in years, Remilia hardly ever plays fun games with you. It's not until the third pass that you finally figure out just how Schach is managing to dodge you. You turn and glare at her.
"That's cheating, Schach!"
"You can fly," she says between breaths. "I don't." Your glare turns to a pout. Then you stop flying - just in time for something you weren't expecting to smash into your ribcage and send you flying back. You groggily pick yourself up off the ground. Playing isn't supposed to hurt ... but then you look back at Schach, and Vita's there! You hop back into the air, and as you start moving toward her, something on the hammer explodes, and she spins for a moment before flying toward you. The hammer slams into your chest, and then you sink into a pool of blood ....
You wake up in a metal room. There's almost nothing in here ... just the bed, the door, some screens.
What do you do?
[ ] Talk to Headless?
- [ ] Physically.
- [ ] Mentally.
[ ] Break out.
[ ] Wait for someone to come see you.
-[X] Complain to Schach about it.
--[X] Ask for blood, type O whole blood. Flandre will use it in private.
*Roll Succeeded*
You whine and thrash as you roll around, knees drawn up and wings curled around your shoulders. Then you wrap the blanket tightly around you and roll off the bed, hands pressed against your head. You are Flandre Scarlet! You are a vampire, one of the strongest! You are a Scarlet, and you will not let yourself be ruled by some pain! You concentrate on the pain, trying to will it away, push it down inside you where it won't hurt. You aren't successful ... but eventually, the pain fades, and you relax, deflating as you let your guard down just a little. Now you feel the blood streaming down the sides of your head where your claws were pressed, notice the cracked floor beneath you ... notice that you are no longer alone. You can hear the heartbeat, smell the blood ... just a meter away ....
"Miss Scarlet?" She sounds wary, you think. You wonder what Schach is doing here, at this time of night. She seems to blur, and the next thing you notice is that she's right beside you, touching your head. "Are you alright?"
"I'm ... it hurt. I don't know what it was, or why. It hurt. My head." You can speak clearly, but getting the words from your brain to your mouth seems so hard, much harder than it should be. "What did ... why ... how?" You try not to whine, but you feel another stab of pain, and you shiver and roll away from Schach.
"We didn't do anything, Miss Scarlet - we haven't done anything to you, and we didn't detect anything coming in." You curl up again and wedge yourself half-under the bed. "... Is there anything we can get you? We have a nurse coming, but if there's anything you would normally take for something like this ...." Like this? You wouldn't know about that, since you've never experienced anything like this, and you know that most medicine doesn't work on vampires anyway ... but one thing does help.
"... Blood," you whisper. Is that what's wrong? You haven't ever had this pain before when you needed more blood, and you haven't felt hungry, but maybe it had something to do with the way you came here. "Some blood." You rack your brain - Remilia said something once about different types and why they tasted different, and you couldn't mix certain kinds ....
"Blood?" You feel someone else come into the room and Schach turns away from you.
"It's ...." You feel the memory bubbling up as someone starts unwrapping the blanket, and you cringe away from the light. "Type O. Just get me some ... not much, just a cup should do ... and I can take care it myself." You open your eyes to slits, and you see a strange woman leaning over you, with a puzzled expression on her face, and Schach is behind her, frowning. The stranger gently tries to pull you out, but you push yourself deeper, and Schach closes her eyes, her fist clenching. Almost a minute passes, with the stranger looking nervously between you and Schach, then Schach turns slightly and looks at you, eyes narrow. Eventually she sighs.
"Will you be alright alone for a moment? We'll be right back." You nod and put your head to your chin. The stranger looks reproachfully at Schach.
"Sister Schach! We can't leave her -" Schach grabs her by the shoulder and pulls her away from you, drags her out the door. Several minutes pass, and you almost start to feel better; not like you hadn't just had your had scrambled by mind-shattering pain, but well enough to act normally. You wonder if maybe you don't need the blood - and then it hits you. Warm blood, fresh blood, within lunging distance even! You can practically taste it ... and the stranger walks in, nervously carrying a cup in both hands, face pale. You uncoil yourself and stare at the cup, and she stumbles, but catches herself, doesn't spill any of it. She sets the cup on the ground in front of you and turns, runs out of the room and away from you. You don't care, the blood is right in front of you and you snatch it, bring it to your lips, and as the warm liquid washes down your throat the pain recedes.
After a minute of leaning against the bed, no longer suffering from the pain, Schach walks to the door and looks at you, and you smile back at her. She sighs and shakes her head. "Nanoha and Vita are coming here soon; I hope you appreciate what kind of trouble you've caused by not being honest about things." Your eyes gleam and your wings jingle.
"Vita's coming? Here? Soon?" You giggle and jump to your feet, then start spinning in place. Then you stop, and you stare hard at Schach, a grin spreading on your face. "Hey, Schach, you don't like me, do you? I can tell, I'm smart! But I know how to tell if you like me - we just have to play a game! Will you play a game with me, Schach?" She leans against the doorframe and sighs again. She looks tired, and she doesn't look like she wants to play. What a bad playmate.
"Alright, just for a little bit. So it has to be a short game," she says, and your grin widens.
"That's perfect, because we're going to play a really short game! We're gonna play tag!" You hurl yourself forward as you finish speaking, but Schach somehow manages to dodge your swipe, which takes out part of the wall - and you go flying through the wall into the next room. You laugh. "You dodged! Wow, you must be great at this!" When you turn around, she's standing again, and she has two metal sticks - then she hurls herself toward you! You catch the sticks in your hands and stick your tongue out at her. "Silly Schach! Don't you know how to play tag? I'm it, so I have to tag you - you don't try to tag me, not until you're it. Now, let's try this again~" You spin around in the air, still holding her, then hurl her away from you, through the window in your room so she lands far away. You fly to your window - slowly, so she has time to get back up - and then clap your hands. You can't see her! She's so good at this!
You jump out, hovering a few meters from the window, and look for where she could have gone. She's nowhere to be seen, though, and you start pouting. You're playing tag, not hide-and-seek! Then you spot movement behind one of the trees, and you charge it - but it's not Schach behind it. She is still alive after going through three more trees, though ... maybe she'll play with you, too? You shake her until she focuses her red eyes on you. "Haha! You must be fun to play with, but I'm playing with Schach right now, at least until Vita comes, so I can't play with you. I'll play with you another day, okay?" You don't even let her respond before you hurl the redhead away and go back to looking for Schach. Rising above the treeline, you see her standing in the middle of the field. "Schach!" She's already looking at you, but you want to make sure she knows you're coming - and then you charge at her again.
You could have sworn you were going to tag her this time, but she somehow manages to skip out of the way, and by the time you finish picking yourself out of the ground she's managed to put some distance between you. You laugh again - you haven't had this much fun in years, Remilia hardly ever plays fun games with you. It's not until the third pass that you finally figure out just how Schach is managing to dodge you. You turn and glare at her.
"That's cheating, Schach!"
"You can fly," she says between breaths. "I don't." Your glare turns to a pout. Then you stop flying - just in time for something you weren't expecting to smash into your ribcage and send you flying back. You groggily pick yourself up off the ground. Playing isn't supposed to hurt ... but then you look back at Schach, and Vita's there! You hop back into the air, and as you start moving toward her, something on the hammer explodes, and she spins for a moment before flying toward you. The hammer slams into your chest, and then you sink into a pool of blood ....
You wake up in a metal room. There's almost nothing in here ... just the bed, the door, some screens.
What do you do?
[ ] Talk to Headless?
- [ ] Physically.
- [ ] Mentally.
[ ] Break out.
[ ] Wait for someone to come see you.
Apparently, Flandre wanted to play some to pass the time. Unfortunately, Flandre puts a lot of...enthusiasm behind her playing, causing them to apparently misinterpret that as hostile action, thus they moved to take Flandre down. And it just so happens that Vita has enough power to pose a legit threat to Flandre, and knocked her out.
So, I guess now we are in a holding cell until they can figure out what the heck just happened.
I guess what to do now depends on how Flandre is feeling. Is she just confused, or is she starting to feel pissed off about what just happened?
If it's the former, then we should be amiable to questioning. And then we can explain that we weren't up-front about our nature because we had unfortunate reactions in the past when we have, and so on.
The TSAB tends to be very understanding and cooperative so long as you show the same to them; they are likely hoping that this was just a big misunderstanding and communication failure instead of actual hostile action.
If it is the latter, well...yea, It's going to be a lot more difficult to recover from this.
And keep in mind, this is the TSAB, packed to the brim with military trained mages, including those of completely bullshit DPS like Nanoha and Vita. We can't win against all of that. If we go "murder-hobo" here, we WILL either bad-end or be kicked out of this reality (depending on how legit deaths in a "foreign" universe is handled).
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Chartreuse32
Writing from the Birdcage
We're now in the situation we feared we were in when we passed out the first time. Great.
Poor Flandre.
First stumbled into a setting where being up-front about our Vampire-ness will lead to bad reactions from people. And them, "learning" from that, she then goes to a setting where being up front Vampire-ness is for the best (they would be understanding if we say so, and rightfully suspicious if we didn't).
Social is so complicated.
First stumbled into a setting where being up-front about our Vampire-ness will lead to bad reactions from people. And them, "learning" from that, she then goes to a setting where being up front Vampire-ness is for the best (they would be understanding if we say so, and rightfully suspicious if we didn't).
Social is so complicated.