Generalissimo
Generalissimo of SufficientVelocity
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Jeremiah Gottwald x LOYALTY
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Fog in my Windshield [CANCELED]
- Thread starter Einsig
- Start date
Jeremiah Gottwald x LOYALTY
Anything else is redundant
Interlude 1, Part 1
- Location
- EXA_PICO
- Pronouns
- He/Him
Area 11 Tokyo Settlement
Administrative Headquarters
Viceroy Cornelia Li Britannia detested brown-nosing bureaucrats. She dealt with them in her line of work regularly. It was one of the few things she hated about her position. Such as it was, the office of the late Clovis was infested with them. Ever since she'd arrived to take over her brother's post, dealing with these sycophants had been a daily test of her mental fortitude.
Especially now, after such a humiliating fiasco as Narita, they were skittering about trying to cover their own asses from her wrath. So far she'd allowed Guilford to tear into them verbally during the morning meeting of her administrative cabinet. It was quite cathartic. Euphy didn't seem to be enjoying the hostility of the atmosphere nearly so much, but that was what she expected of her little sister.
After enduring the meeting to its conclusion, Cornelia, Euphemia, Guilford and General Darlton retreated to the Viceroy's office. There were military matters to discuss.
"Narita was a disaster." General Darlton began. "The terrorist leader Zero's surprise attack created an opening which allowed the Japan Liberation Front to slip out with a significant remainder of their forces intact. Of great concern is that he seemed to know we were coming."
"We suspect a traitor as the most likely source of the leak, but investigation is still pending the army's reorganization following our losses." Guilford added.
"We estimate that JLF will have established a new stronghold in three to five weeks. Several of their officers were captured and we now know of 5 different hideouts they could have retreated to. The army will be ready to move on them as soon as we've found which one they are using. They won't be prepared by then. This time, they'll be finished."
"Assuming that thing doesn't interfere again." Cornelia said. "Do we have any clues as to where it came from?"
Sub-Viceroy Euphemia looked at her older sister with concern. Cornelia had been a smoldering bonfire since returning from the field. Every time she'd seen her, she'd been pouring over battle reports for information on the mysterious machine known only by the name of its operator, Morgan. Pronounced bags under the Viceroy's eyes showed that she had not slept a moment the previous night, though it was concealed from casual notice by a good deal of makeup.
"I'm... afraid we have nothing, Your Highness. Royal Army Intelligence has found no information that there is any group out there, official or otherwise, that has developed or is even planning to develop a tank matching the characteristics of the one we faced yesterday. The fact that someone even spent that much effort creating a 'super tank' in the era of Knightmare Frames is almost laughable."
"I don't see the 3 dozen soldiers it killed laughing, do you General?"
Darlton cleared his throat, sweating under his princess' withering gaze.
"N-no, Your Highness. At any rate, we don't even know of anyone in the world with the technology needed to build a machine like that. RAI's best guess was the Chinese Federation scientist Rakshata Chawla, but it doesn't match her... style."
"And I personally encountered a machine at that battle which matches all of her hallmarks. It wasn't anywhere near as powerful as this... 'Morgan'." Cornelia noted, recalling the red Knightmare which nearly defeated her. "I've seen the recording provided by the Science Division. The most advanced KMF ever built was losing to it. In fact, it looks a great deal like Morgan was toying with it."
"Does Morgan really work for Zero?" Euphemia asked, not having watched the battle recordings herself. She stayed away from such violent things.
"It appeared that way at first, Your Highness, but given what little we heard of her speaking to the terrorist it seems they are more like rivals than collaborators." Darlton replied. "Their conversation implied she interfered with whatever Zero's initial plan was in order to upstage him, or perhaps because she disagrees with his methods."
"All conjecture based on extremely limited evidence." Cornelia said, frustration clear in her tone. "However, we do have some physical traces to follow, do we not?"
"Indeed, Viceroy. Unfortunately the first item recovered didn't divulge anything of real value."
Darlton brought up his personal tablet and pulled the report on the fog machines found throughout the battlefield.
"After extensive examination, we didn't find anything ground-breaking about the fog machines. They were constructed with aluminium and ran off a simple capacitor with a maximum running period of 15 minutes. Small samples of the fog itself contained various highly reflective and insulative compounds which are not anything that doesn't already exist in common chaff smoke. The only thing especially impressive was their output volume. Considering the spacing of the ones we found so far, we've estimated anywhere from 20 to 30 machines were in use."
"And what of the other recovered evidence?"
"For that, I direct you to your tablet. Earl Asplund, if you please."
"Hello, hello! How are we all today?" came the jubilant voice of Earl Lloyd Asplund, head of the Royal Army Science and Technology Division. Cornelia's eyebrow twitched slightly as she saw his face on her pad. She found the man thoroughly unlikable.
"What do you have for us, then, Professor?"
"Would you believe me if I said," Lloyd began as he held up a jar to the camera. Inside was a sparkling silver sand. "I have no idea?"
Cornelia grit her teeth and clenched her right fist, trying to hold back a flurry of various curses.
"Then why, exactly, do you sound so happy?"
"Because not knowing what you're looking at is the greatest joy in any true scientist's life, Your Highness. I thought all intelligent people knew that."
A woman's hand reached out from the edge of the screen and slapped him in the head.
Administrative Headquarters
Viceroy Cornelia Li Britannia detested brown-nosing bureaucrats. She dealt with them in her line of work regularly. It was one of the few things she hated about her position. Such as it was, the office of the late Clovis was infested with them. Ever since she'd arrived to take over her brother's post, dealing with these sycophants had been a daily test of her mental fortitude.
Especially now, after such a humiliating fiasco as Narita, they were skittering about trying to cover their own asses from her wrath. So far she'd allowed Guilford to tear into them verbally during the morning meeting of her administrative cabinet. It was quite cathartic. Euphy didn't seem to be enjoying the hostility of the atmosphere nearly so much, but that was what she expected of her little sister.
After enduring the meeting to its conclusion, Cornelia, Euphemia, Guilford and General Darlton retreated to the Viceroy's office. There were military matters to discuss.
"Narita was a disaster." General Darlton began. "The terrorist leader Zero's surprise attack created an opening which allowed the Japan Liberation Front to slip out with a significant remainder of their forces intact. Of great concern is that he seemed to know we were coming."
"We suspect a traitor as the most likely source of the leak, but investigation is still pending the army's reorganization following our losses." Guilford added.
"We estimate that JLF will have established a new stronghold in three to five weeks. Several of their officers were captured and we now know of 5 different hideouts they could have retreated to. The army will be ready to move on them as soon as we've found which one they are using. They won't be prepared by then. This time, they'll be finished."
"Assuming that thing doesn't interfere again." Cornelia said. "Do we have any clues as to where it came from?"
Sub-Viceroy Euphemia looked at her older sister with concern. Cornelia had been a smoldering bonfire since returning from the field. Every time she'd seen her, she'd been pouring over battle reports for information on the mysterious machine known only by the name of its operator, Morgan. Pronounced bags under the Viceroy's eyes showed that she had not slept a moment the previous night, though it was concealed from casual notice by a good deal of makeup.
"I'm... afraid we have nothing, Your Highness. Royal Army Intelligence has found no information that there is any group out there, official or otherwise, that has developed or is even planning to develop a tank matching the characteristics of the one we faced yesterday. The fact that someone even spent that much effort creating a 'super tank' in the era of Knightmare Frames is almost laughable."
"I don't see the 3 dozen soldiers it killed laughing, do you General?"
Darlton cleared his throat, sweating under his princess' withering gaze.
"N-no, Your Highness. At any rate, we don't even know of anyone in the world with the technology needed to build a machine like that. RAI's best guess was the Chinese Federation scientist Rakshata Chawla, but it doesn't match her... style."
"And I personally encountered a machine at that battle which matches all of her hallmarks. It wasn't anywhere near as powerful as this... 'Morgan'." Cornelia noted, recalling the red Knightmare which nearly defeated her. "I've seen the recording provided by the Science Division. The most advanced KMF ever built was losing to it. In fact, it looks a great deal like Morgan was toying with it."
"Does Morgan really work for Zero?" Euphemia asked, not having watched the battle recordings herself. She stayed away from such violent things.
"It appeared that way at first, Your Highness, but given what little we heard of her speaking to the terrorist it seems they are more like rivals than collaborators." Darlton replied. "Their conversation implied she interfered with whatever Zero's initial plan was in order to upstage him, or perhaps because she disagrees with his methods."
"All conjecture based on extremely limited evidence." Cornelia said, frustration clear in her tone. "However, we do have some physical traces to follow, do we not?"
"Indeed, Viceroy. Unfortunately the first item recovered didn't divulge anything of real value."
Darlton brought up his personal tablet and pulled the report on the fog machines found throughout the battlefield.
"After extensive examination, we didn't find anything ground-breaking about the fog machines. They were constructed with aluminium and ran off a simple capacitor with a maximum running period of 15 minutes. Small samples of the fog itself contained various highly reflective and insulative compounds which are not anything that doesn't already exist in common chaff smoke. The only thing especially impressive was their output volume. Considering the spacing of the ones we found so far, we've estimated anywhere from 20 to 30 machines were in use."
"And what of the other recovered evidence?"
"For that, I direct you to your tablet. Earl Asplund, if you please."
"Hello, hello! How are we all today?" came the jubilant voice of Earl Lloyd Asplund, head of the Royal Army Science and Technology Division. Cornelia's eyebrow twitched slightly as she saw his face on her pad. She found the man thoroughly unlikable.
"What do you have for us, then, Professor?"
"Would you believe me if I said," Lloyd began as he held up a jar to the camera. Inside was a sparkling silver sand. "I have no idea?"
Cornelia grit her teeth and clenched her right fist, trying to hold back a flurry of various curses.
"Then why, exactly, do you sound so happy?"
"Because not knowing what you're looking at is the greatest joy in any true scientist's life, Your Highness. I thought all intelligent people knew that."
A woman's hand reached out from the edge of the screen and slapped him in the head.
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Well now. Target acquired (if it's in any quantity).
Shouldn't it still be reusable? Failing that, used as replication fodder for more nanoparticles?
KlinkerKing
Man bites dog?
- Location
- The Lion's Den
Oh. Dear.
- Location
- EXA_PICO
- Pronouns
- He/Him
Just gonna be posting these alternate perspective snips piecemeal for a day or so.
All indications are that nanomaterial is fundamentally useless after it dies.
Or at the least, nobody but the Fog has the means to reuse it.
All indications are that nanomaterial is fundamentally useless after it dies.
Or at the least, nobody but the Fog has the means to reuse it.
KlinkerKing
Man bites dog?
- Location
- The Lion's Den
Imo, you're going to need to keep it this way. The absolute ridiculousness of the tech advancement during Lelouch's Rebellion is already bs, claiming that they can figure out Fog superawesomesauce in that short of a timespan when earth in Arpeggio knew roughly nil even after massive battles and several years of embargo is... yeah.
Edit: Great work by the way
- Location
- The Milky Way
Should be 'it'
Personally, I prefer "Such as it was" but your iteration is fine just as well
Baughn
Healing-type writer
- Location
- Dublin
The Fog nanomachines can't self-replicate, most likely to ensure game balance. The situation would be quite different if they could.
My gods, this is glorious. Two of my favorite things shows combined.
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- Location
- EXA_PICO
- Pronouns
- He/Him
What would those two things be?
I'm actually having trouble wrapping my brain around what exactly Morgan's words would make Suzaku question about himself. So, I'm thinking I need to mess with it to give a stronger message that actually means something to him.
The gist of what she said originally is "You don't belong on the battlefield. You're not a soldier."
Except, that's not really Suzaku's delusion is it? Morgan (me) forgot that at the time, so that's the direction she approached the conversation from in the first place. However, pushing Suzaku's buttons would probably open up what his actual problem is.
I need Morgan to hit a nerve, without actually appearing to know his secret.
Once again, I blame after-midnight writing on how weird that snip turned out.
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jwolfe_beta
Semi Genre-Savvy Overlord
- Location
- Canada
Maybe have it based on his delusion that he can somehow change Brittania from within?
Nanao-kun
Klaxosaur Princess
- Location
- EST
Cute girls and tanks I bet.
Ha, edited for clarity - Code Geass and Blue Steel are among my favorite anime.
- Location
- EXA_PICO
- Pronouns
- He/Him
Eh. Changed a bit. Hopefully it makes more sense now.
Kinda disappointed that I can't seem to find a place to fit the original "War doesn't care for fools who think they're heroes." parting line.
But it's not really effective in this context. Oh well.
Gideon020
Really in the mood for ribs.
Save it for the second meeting.
Interlude 1, Part 2
- Location
- EXA_PICO
- Pronouns
- He/Him
Lelouch Vi Britannia brooded.
He had been upstaged. He'd been scolded like a child. He'd failed to meet his objectives. Most infuriatingly, the conditions he had planned for no longer existed.
So he brooded. His plans had hinged on the Japan Liberation Front falling apart, forcing those he suspected of being their backers to come to the Black Knights. Now he would either have to orchestrate their downfall himself, or wait for the Royal Army to track them down and finish them off. In either scenario, Zero would have to appear as though he made an earnest effort to rescue them.
However, perhaps there was a third option? Today he would meet with Kirihara Taizo, who Lelouch knew in his childhood days living at the Kururugi Shrine. Taizo would absolutely support him once he knew who Zero was. Perhaps he could even rope the JLF into his movement with the blessing of Kyoto? They would have to be cut up and reorganized within his new command structure.
General Katase would be an issue, though...
But there was still the new variable which had put all his schemes in jeopardy.
'Morgan. Who are you and where do you come from? What are your goals?'
Morgan could not be working alone. Not with technology like that at her disposal. She had to be an agent of some secret organization, or possibly the leader. Why had she appeared when she did? What was important about Narita?
"You've yet to learn that war is not a game."
And how did she come to that conclusion? Did he accidentally give away something about himself in his previous acts as Zero? Did he really appear so inexperienced? Did Morgan, or whoever she served... did they know Zero's identity?
'I know so little, I cannot discount any possibility. And that is what infuriates me most. However... she did show a sign of weakness.'
"I do now."
'You accuse me of being the child who isn't prepared for the harsh reality of war, and then you reveal how it has scarred you personally. Very well. You will see my resolve. I killed Clovis with my own hands! After that, there should be nothing holding me back!'
"Brood much harder Lelouch, and you'll gravitationally attract every little fangirl in this school right through the walls." C.C. said between bites of her morning steak and egg pizza. "That pretty orange-head girl will be devastated."
"I have no idea what you're talking about."
"She looked so happy when she gave you that ticket, too. Heartbreaker."
"Stop speaking of such ridiculous things."
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Kallen Kozuki sulked.
She'd almost cost herself and her comrades their lives with her moment of tunnel vision. She became absorbed with the fight, then froze up when she'd been surprised by the consequences of that mistake. The only reason they even survived her blunder was because that strange person called Morgan decided to cover for her.
The Black Knights relied on her. She was their best pilot. She had the strongest machine. If she messed up, everything else failed. She was the greatest potential point of failure for every operation. There wasn't anyone else to bear the same load. No one who could really back her up. Now it was clear to her. As things stood... she was pretty much alone out there in the field. When a machine like the White Knightmare showed up, there wouldn't be anyone else who could stand up to it.
After what happened at Narita... could she really continue to bear all that responsibility herself?
"Ohgi..." Kallen called upon her oldest friend and former leader. The older revolutionary looked up from the computer in the Black Knights' trailer lounge.
"What is it Kallen?"
"I... I don't think we can keep relying on just my piloting. If I mess up..."
Ohgi sighed and ran a hand through his fluffy hair. He'd figured it was something like this. They'd known each other since they were kids, so it wasn't hard for him to figure out why she was so upset.
"I get that, Kallen. To be honest, I agree with you. But right now we don't have anyone else who can do what you do. And that was the first time you deployed in the Gurren. You won't make the same mistake again, will you?"
"Of course not!"
"Then it's no problem. You learned. You have a chance to do better next time. I don't want you to have to bear all of us on your shoulders yourself, but until there's someone else who can carry the load with you, I trust you to be strong enough to handle it. Zero should feel the same way."
"Yeah... I guess so."
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Tamaki Shinichiro... did absolutely nothing useful.
"NANI SORE?!"
"You heard me, Tamaki! Stop wasting our money on useless shit!"
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Suzaku Kururugi endured.
He'd been reviewed like this more than once. It wasn't anything new for him. His superiors loved to find every reason possible to grill him on every little thing. Why didn't you kill these Elevens, Warrant Officer? Why did Zero get away, Warrant Officer? Who are you really loyal to, Warrant Officer? Are you just a coward, Warrant Officer?
He respectfully answered every scathing, manipulative, malicious question to the best of his ability. He endured, because he had to. For if he wished to accomplish what he had set out to do with his life...
"You cannot change those that don't want to be changed, boy."
No. He couldn't accept that. If he didn't try, then who would? If he gave up, there really would be no hope. War wasn't the answer.
"You're blinded by your frankly insane and naive ideals to the point that all other perspectives are meaningless to you."
'I understand those perspectives! I understand why! I just don't believe that's the right way! Isn't my way at least worth trying for?'
Yes, that was right. Someone had to try. Someone had to be an example to make Britannia see that its policies were unjust. Someone had to make the commitment to changing Britannia's views. One person at a time, mission by mission, he could make it happen.
Suzaku would endure. Morgan would see. Zero would see.
He would make them all see.
He had been upstaged. He'd been scolded like a child. He'd failed to meet his objectives. Most infuriatingly, the conditions he had planned for no longer existed.
So he brooded. His plans had hinged on the Japan Liberation Front falling apart, forcing those he suspected of being their backers to come to the Black Knights. Now he would either have to orchestrate their downfall himself, or wait for the Royal Army to track them down and finish them off. In either scenario, Zero would have to appear as though he made an earnest effort to rescue them.
However, perhaps there was a third option? Today he would meet with Kirihara Taizo, who Lelouch knew in his childhood days living at the Kururugi Shrine. Taizo would absolutely support him once he knew who Zero was. Perhaps he could even rope the JLF into his movement with the blessing of Kyoto? They would have to be cut up and reorganized within his new command structure.
General Katase would be an issue, though...
But there was still the new variable which had put all his schemes in jeopardy.
'Morgan. Who are you and where do you come from? What are your goals?'
Morgan could not be working alone. Not with technology like that at her disposal. She had to be an agent of some secret organization, or possibly the leader. Why had she appeared when she did? What was important about Narita?
"You've yet to learn that war is not a game."
And how did she come to that conclusion? Did he accidentally give away something about himself in his previous acts as Zero? Did he really appear so inexperienced? Did Morgan, or whoever she served... did they know Zero's identity?
'I know so little, I cannot discount any possibility. And that is what infuriates me most. However... she did show a sign of weakness.'
"I do now."
'You accuse me of being the child who isn't prepared for the harsh reality of war, and then you reveal how it has scarred you personally. Very well. You will see my resolve. I killed Clovis with my own hands! After that, there should be nothing holding me back!'
"Brood much harder Lelouch, and you'll gravitationally attract every little fangirl in this school right through the walls." C.C. said between bites of her morning steak and egg pizza. "That pretty orange-head girl will be devastated."
"I have no idea what you're talking about."
"She looked so happy when she gave you that ticket, too. Heartbreaker."
"Stop speaking of such ridiculous things."
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Kallen Kozuki sulked.
She'd almost cost herself and her comrades their lives with her moment of tunnel vision. She became absorbed with the fight, then froze up when she'd been surprised by the consequences of that mistake. The only reason they even survived her blunder was because that strange person called Morgan decided to cover for her.
The Black Knights relied on her. She was their best pilot. She had the strongest machine. If she messed up, everything else failed. She was the greatest potential point of failure for every operation. There wasn't anyone else to bear the same load. No one who could really back her up. Now it was clear to her. As things stood... she was pretty much alone out there in the field. When a machine like the White Knightmare showed up, there wouldn't be anyone else who could stand up to it.
After what happened at Narita... could she really continue to bear all that responsibility herself?
"Ohgi..." Kallen called upon her oldest friend and former leader. The older revolutionary looked up from the computer in the Black Knights' trailer lounge.
"What is it Kallen?"
"I... I don't think we can keep relying on just my piloting. If I mess up..."
Ohgi sighed and ran a hand through his fluffy hair. He'd figured it was something like this. They'd known each other since they were kids, so it wasn't hard for him to figure out why she was so upset.
"I get that, Kallen. To be honest, I agree with you. But right now we don't have anyone else who can do what you do. And that was the first time you deployed in the Gurren. You won't make the same mistake again, will you?"
"Of course not!"
"Then it's no problem. You learned. You have a chance to do better next time. I don't want you to have to bear all of us on your shoulders yourself, but until there's someone else who can carry the load with you, I trust you to be strong enough to handle it. Zero should feel the same way."
"Yeah... I guess so."
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Tamaki Shinichiro... did absolutely nothing useful.
"NANI SORE?!"
"You heard me, Tamaki! Stop wasting our money on useless shit!"
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Suzaku Kururugi endured.
He'd been reviewed like this more than once. It wasn't anything new for him. His superiors loved to find every reason possible to grill him on every little thing. Why didn't you kill these Elevens, Warrant Officer? Why did Zero get away, Warrant Officer? Who are you really loyal to, Warrant Officer? Are you just a coward, Warrant Officer?
He respectfully answered every scathing, manipulative, malicious question to the best of his ability. He endured, because he had to. For if he wished to accomplish what he had set out to do with his life...
"You cannot change those that don't want to be changed, boy."
No. He couldn't accept that. If he didn't try, then who would? If he gave up, there really would be no hope. War wasn't the answer.
"You're blinded by your frankly insane and naive ideals to the point that all other perspectives are meaningless to you."
'I understand those perspectives! I understand why! I just don't believe that's the right way! Isn't my way at least worth trying for?'
Yes, that was right. Someone had to try. Someone had to be an example to make Britannia see that its policies were unjust. Someone had to make the commitment to changing Britannia's views. One person at a time, mission by mission, he could make it happen.
Suzaku would endure. Morgan would see. Zero would see.
He would make them all see.
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- Location
- The Milky Way
Oh, yes. Forgot to put this up last time.
For those who think Joseph Fenette was a harmless civilian:
http://codegeass.wikia.com/wiki/Joseph_Fenette
edit: do wish they had expanded on his role in it. Now I'm gonna have to look things up. Bah. Research.
For those who think Joseph Fenette was a harmless civilian:
http://codegeass.wikia.com/wiki/Joseph_Fenette
edit: do wish they had expanded on his role in it. Now I'm gonna have to look things up. Bah. Research.
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jwolfe_beta
Semi Genre-Savvy Overlord
- Location
- Canada
Wait a minute, Lelouch is deeply brooding. A anime character with pale features, dark hair and and bullshit-HAXX eye powers...
Oh dear god in heaven, he's turning into Sasuke Uchiha!
Maya, we need an intervention stat!
Well not quite what I was thinking of but better safe then sorry in this situation.
Oh dear god in heaven, he's turning into Sasuke Uchiha!
Maya, we need an intervention stat!
Well not quite what I was thinking of but better safe then sorry in this situation.
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Generalissimo
Generalissimo of SufficientVelocity
- Location
- Tropico, Tropico
It was a fantastic line.
Gideon020 has a solid answer.
Just because it's not a something you want uttered to Suzaku in the Narita battle doesn't mean you can't use it later.
Plenty of encounters between them coming up.
You could always recycle it eventually.
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