Honestly, if you watch RWBY, the only people who Roman and Neo seem to actually enjoy interacting with is each other. Since Intimacies are based on Willpower + Compassion, I'd bet the only positive intimacies those two have are towards each other.
And Compassion 1 means you don't care too much about people you don't know or like. It doesn't mean you don't care at all.
Roman brought up his cane and parried the baton. Opposite him, Neo was surrounded by three policemen, each one hitting her when the others were blocked by her nightstick. Even as Roman watched, she slowed down, the fighting injuring her too much to go on. He elbowed the officer at his side and slammed his cane into the others neck, incapacitating him.
As Roman slammed his foot into the stomach of his last attacker, he turned to face Neo, who had taken down one of her assailants, but at the apparent cost of her arm, now cradled protectively at her side. He steps behind the bald officer and slams his elbow into the policeman's head. He goes down like so many potatoes. At the same time, the other officer pulls his tazer, and Neo slumps to the floor.
"Sweet mother of..." Roman exclaims, even as he start duelling with the remaining officer, cane matching baton strike for strike, his reactions dulled by the bruises forming all along his side. It took another half minute of swift exchanges amidst the sirens before the moustachioed officer was on the floor. Roman bent over to catch his breath, before walking over to where Neo was lying, still struggling to stand up.
"You alright Neo? Gimme your hand, I'll pull you up."
She shook her head, gesturing at the road.
"What! No! I won't leave you here Neo."
She poked my leg with her night stick, and gestured again down the road. The sirens were getting louder now, only two or three minutes away. Roman was glancing down the road and back to her.
"I'll get you out, Neo. I'll get away, and I'll come back to you, ok? I promise."
Roman bent down and kissed her forehead, before picking up the bag of stolen money and running down the road, looking back at Neo at every opportunity. He rounded the corner and was gone.
The flashing lights rounded the other end of the road, and two patrol cars parked next to Neo. She got up on shaky legs, her nightstick still in hand, even as four officers stepped out of the car. As they approached her she swung her weapon at one with all the force she had left. Which was then caught. And torn out of her hand. Her arms were wrenched behind her, and as she was forced against the car bonnet she heard the words she had hoped she would never hear except on TV.
"You are under arrest. You have the right to remain silent. Anything...."
Two Months Later
Roman scrambled over the wall, reaching the top and jumping onto the dumpster on the other side, and picking up his cane.
"Bloody police. Bloody tenacious police. It's been two months! Two months and you still bloody care about some couple million." He swung his cane into the dumpster, before starting to walk down the alley towards the other end.
"It's not like I even have it anymore! I left it behind when you broke into my hotel! The hell do you even care. Ugly son of –"
As Roman rounded the corner his torrent of words stopped short. Glowing in the dull light of the overcast sky was a Silver man, his belly swollen in pregency.
"Hello, Roman. The gods look upon the world. And in doing so, we find those who are beyond. Who, when all others would fail, endure. Who are worthy. I am Luna, Goddess of the moon. Now rise up, Roman. Rise above all mortal men. In my name and by my power, become Exalted."
The god/ess's arms reached out and held Roman's, both suffusing with a Silver light.
Three Weeks Later
The cell was lonely. It was perhaps five paces by six. And these were Neo's paces, so not very large at all. Opposite the door sat on the thin mattress, was Neo her hair tangled and her eyes shadowed. She was currently humming, the sound echoing throughout the concrete cell.
"Is this all your life has come too? Sat in an empty cell, humming away the time until your death?"
Neo's head turned towards the voice, and from the corner of the cell stepped out a blue ichthyoid creature, faintly smiling. She shrugged, one of the few actions she could do in her straitjacket.
"What a poor, miserable existence." The creatures tail whipped through the air, tracing a line around Neo. With a flurry of motion, Neo spun round, her legs kicking out into the air, grabbing the tail and pinning it beneath her. The creature laughed, a cool liquid sound that flowed through the air.
"Or perhaps not. Still, no matter what you do to me you can't escape. And you would like to escape, wouldn't you?"
The look Neo gave the monster was rather explicit in what she thought of its intelligence.
"Fair enough, fair enough. So what would you say if I could give you the power to escape? You saw that I entered without that door opening. But, there is a caveat. My masters, the Yozi, are trapped in a prison. If you accept this you have to help them escape their prision. So, what do you say?"
Neo looked at her, her expression inscrutable. Then, in a burst of motion she flicked her legs, pulling the creature towards her by it's tail. She looked into it's persimmon hued eyes and grinned, a mad bearing of teeth.
Then the creature unravelled and all was quiet.
Next Thursday
Roman flicked out his stolen cane, which smashed into the armoured foes face with a crack, before whipping it to another opponent and pulling the trigger. This left him completely open to an attack from the left, and yet another opponent took the opportunity, swinging a giant sword at him which he only just managed to dodge.
"Die Anathema! Die!" Screamed the last one, wreathed in flames, before he charged at Roman, who only just brought up his new cane to parry the lance.
Smashing the cane down over the opponents head, he took the opportunity of a gap in the fight to do something he does quite well. Gripe.
"For the third," he dodged a swipe from the left and emptied another round into the armoured figures chest, "time this night," this time was a duck, the smaller blade passing over his head even as he tripped up the lance bearing, "what in the name of Luna," punctuating the goddesses name with a shot to his falled foes throat, "is a Anathema?"
This complex series of swipe and counter swipe continued for another few minutes, even as the light patterns surrounding Roman extended from a silvery mark on the forehead to a giant sea of lies. Eventually there was only Roman and the two sword wielders remaining. He panted as the larger one charged again, dodging out of the way.
Trying to dodge out of the way and failing, the sword scraping along his collar bone.
"Oh well, this is where it ends." He smiled ruefully even as the other lined his sword up for a strike. "I'm sorry Neo. I never managed to get you out."
The sword swung.
And was parried by an umbrella, before that same umbrella smashed into the gut of the opponent. The other armoured figure took his sword out of Roman to try and attack Neo, who wasn't there, having skipped out of distance in the few seconds. She opened up the umbrella, rested it on her shoulder and dipped into a mocking bow, a red circle evident on her forehead.
"Anathema! More of you demon scum!" The warrior charged at Neo, who nimbly dodged out of the way, her umbrella smashing into the pelvis of the opponent, before an explosion rattled out of her umbrella and blew a hole straight through helmet.
Roman stood up from where he was leaning against the wall and just looked at Neo.
"Neo? Is.. is that actually you?"
The look she gave him was scathing, condensation dripping from every muscle in her frown.
"Alright, alright, alright. It's you. I'm sorry. I'm sorry I couldn't get you out earlier."
The half shrug she gave him dismissed his concerns in the nicest way she could. Utter apathy.
"Well, that's excellent. Um. Just wondering, where did you get that umbrella?"
She gestured towards the pillar of smoke that was rising from the nobles estate he had robbed.
"I thought I recognised it. So you found out where I was, and instead of coming to meet me, you decided to go rob somewhere."
The grin she gave him was infectious, and Romans mouth twitched into a smile in response.
"Yes, I really should know you better. So, I have some ill gotten gains in the bank, and I don't think we're wanted here. Any idea where we should go next?"
She skectched out a few letters into the air before Roman caught on.
"Japan, eh? Well, I've never been abroad."
The person who had been first attacked by Neo moaned slightly. Roman looked down at them, and spun his cane through the air before brining it through his neck.
Neo skipped over to him and he put his arm around her, before they walked off, leaving a battle ground in their wake.
Name: Neopolitan
Alias: Neo
Concept: Psychopathic Assassin-Thief
Caste: Scourge
Patron Yozi: Adorjan
Favoured Yozi: The Ebon Dragon
Anima Banner: A flower made of thousands of white, pink and brown petals.
Motivation: To be powerful enough to do what she wants without repercussions
Urge: Bring Dorothea Ernst to Malfeas. (Adorjani)
Mute [Cost: 2pts; Keywords: Physical, Mental, Negative]
Perhaps the creature lacks a mouth, or its throat is deformed, or parts of its mind are simply undeveloped; whatever the case, it cannot speak any language, verbally or telepathically. Instead, she must remain silent or produce nothing but meaningless groans.
Cosmetic [Cost: 0pts; Keywords: Physical, Stackable]
Has tri coloured hair in white, pink and brown.
Éclair: Speed 4, Accuracy +5, Damage 6B, Defence +4, Rate 4, Artifact Rating=3
Description- The umbrella is elaborately decorated in lace fabric of multiple colours; these being mostly pink and white (in the middle) as well as red and brown (at the edges). The umbrella is transparent enough to make out the shape and colour of the wielder as they stand behind it. It also contains an integrated pistol in the shaft, which can be flurried with no penalty.
-Speed 4, Accuracy +2, Damage 6L, Rate 4, Range 25, Ammo 6, Minimums Str 2 Cost -/-
Trait from the Unwoven Coadjutor: Occasionally her eyes flash persimmon [-0]
Charms: Adorjan First Excellency
Second Adorjan Excellency
Wind-borne stride [x2]
Who Strikes the Wind
Running to Forever
Unimpeded Perfection of Exertion
Joy in Violence Approach
Threat Monitoring Excitement
First Ebon Dragon Excellency
Witness to Darkness
Seeing is Blindness
Name: Roman Torchwick
Concept: Gentleman Thief
Motivation: To become a world renowned thief
Caste: Changing moon
Spirit Shape: A fox
Tell: Silver eyes and nails.
Anima Banner: A rolling sea comprised of all the lies that Roman has ever spoken and all the items he has ever stole.
Attributes: Strength 2, Dexterity 4, Stamina 2; Charisma 4; Manipulation 5; Appearance 4; Perception 3; Intelligence 3; Wits 3
Virtues: Compassion 1, Conviction 3, Temperance 3, Valor 2
Abilities: Larceny 5 (Housebreaking 2); Melee 4 (Canes 2); Stealth 4; Lore 2; Linguistics 0 (Native: English); Survival 2; Presence 2; Performance 3; Dodge 3; Awareness 2; Occult 1
Backgrounds: Resources 3 (Ill-gotten gains), Contacts 1 (Criminals), Ally 3 (Neopolitan), Artifact 3 (Melodic Cudgel)
Essence: 2
Willpower: 6
Melodic Cudgel: Speed 5, Accuracy +3, Damage 10B, Defence +4, Rate 4, Artifact Rating=3
Description- Melodic Cudgel initially appears to be a normal cane; however, when used for combat, the base of the cane raises a reticule for aiming, while also uncovering the muzzle.
-Speed 5, Accuracy +2, Damage 8L, Rate 4, Range 15, Ammo 15, Minimums Str 2 Cost -/1
Charms:
Second Dexterity Excellency
Boxing with Shadows
Umbral Ink Vanish Technique
Cloud Obscures Moon Method
First Manipulation Excellency
Everyone's Price Leverage
Smuggler's Dream Sanctification
Second Appearance Excellency
Hostile Streets Outsider
Beauty in the Blinded Eye
Second Perception Excellency
Uncanny Sight Practice
...I see. If Dorothea is ever caught by one of us, she might as well kill herself. A quick death would be a mercy compared to what Adorjan might do to her. Remember, it's because of Adorjan that demons in Malfeas are convinced there is no love without pain.
...I see. If Dorothea is ever caught by one of us, she might as well kill herself. A quick death would be a mercy compared to what Adorjan might do to her. Remember, it's because of Adorjan that demons in Malfeas are convinced there is no love without pain.
Lelouch: "I am really sorry Miss Ernst. As much as I understand your plight, I can't really afford to disappoint my mighty Yozi Overlords. It would be like you telling the Emperor to go stuff it. You understand, do you? And no, I am not doing this because you serve directly under him and I greatly hate the bastard. Why would you think that?"
Lelouch: "I am really sorry Miss Ernst. As much as I understand your plight, I can't really afford to disappoint my mighty Yozi Overlords. It would be like you telling the Emperor to go stuff it. You understand, do you? And no, I am not doing this because you serve directly under him and I greatly hate the bastard. Why would you think that?"
What will be our general policy for prisoners, anyway?
I mean the grunts aren't guilty of more than having grown up in a very shitty place to live, so surely Lelouch isn't planning a general slaughter of absolutely everyone we might capture in the future?
What will be our general policy for prisoners, anyway?
I mean the grunts aren't guilty of more than having grown up in a very shitty place to live, so surely Lelouch isn't planning a general slaughter of absolutely everyone we might capture in the future?
What will be our general policy for prisoners, anyway?
I mean the grunts aren't guilty of more than having grown up in a very shitty place to live, so surely Lelouch isn't planning a general slaughter of absolutely everyone we might capture in the future?
Generally speaking we'd probably use imprisonment, some basic reeducation, and regular feedings of Locust Mana to erode their loyalties to Britannia and build up reverence to one of the GSPs.
Hey Guys, I was writing up some ideas for other exalteds when I just thought of something, when Creation became the CG world, what happened to the following,
1) The Beastmen, and if Lunars have been around since the world changed [only way that Lunar could know about Ma-Ha-Suchi] have new tribes been 'born'?
2) Again about the Beastmen thing, but what about Admiral Leviathan the city of Luthe?
3) What happened to Autochthon when Creation changed, is he in System, one of the Planets or in the Asteroid Belt?
Hey Guys, I was writing up some ideas for other exalteds when I just thought of something, when Creation became the CG world, what happened to the following,
1) The Beastmen, and if Lunars have been around since the world changed [only way that Lunar could know about Ma-Ha-Suchi] have new tribes been 'born'?
2) Again about the Beastmen thing, but what about Admiral Leviathan the city of Luthe?
3) What happened to Autochthon when Creation changed, is he in System, one of the Planets or in the Asteroid Belt?
1)A few new ones have probably been born, but more have probably died, what with less Wyld to hide in.
2)Probably all died when the world broke. Given that was at least 3000 years ago, even if they hadn't Levi would be dead, being at least 6000 y/o now, which is older than lunas natural life span without Sorcery and stuff.
3)If the seal of eight divinities allowed him to exist in our universe at all, it would make him as physically far away from Earth and Yu-shan as it could.
Hey Guys, I was writing up some ideas for other exalteds when I just thought of something, when Creation became the CG world, what happened to the following,
1) The Beastmen, and if Lunars have been around since the world changed [only way that Lunar could know about Ma-Ha-Suchi] have new tribes been 'born'?
2) Again about the Beastmen thing, but what about Admiral Leviathan the city of Luthe?
This was discussed a while back, and given the changes in the world and how the Wyld is no longer surrounding all of Creation on all sides there's less beastmen, but some Elder Lunars still make them:
Regarding any cities from the First Age, they are all likely long destroyed and are at best ancient ruins. Remember that it's been thousands of years since the Usurpation, rather than mere centuries.
It's also confirmed no Exalts from before the time Creation changed are alive.
3) What happened to Autochthon when Creation changed, is he in System, one of the Planets or in the Asteroid Belt?
Should still be in Elsewhere so long as the Seal of Eight Divinities is intact. He left before the Usurpation, because he already saw the signs of the Solars going bug fuck nuts and didn't want to end up a Neverborn or shoved into Hell.
Should still be in Elsewhere so long as the Seal of Eight Divinities is intact. He left before the Usurpation, because he already saw the signs of the Solars going bug fuck nuts and didn't want to end up a Neverborn or shoved into Hell.
but if the cities are Ruins now, wouldn't the seal have been destroyed, and if he's in system his people could harvest the elements needed from other planets
but if the cities are Ruins now, wouldn't the seal have been destroyed, and if he's in system his people could harvest the elements needed from other planets
The seal is within him, not creation. Well, more between him an creation, but what happens to creation doesn't effect the seal. Still E10 to break through.
It is definitely not out of the question imo. Autochthonia was already experiencing a resource crunch just 1500 years post-Usurpation. Add another few thousand to that, and they're likely becoming rather desperate.
but if the cities are Ruins now, wouldn't the seal have been destroyed, and if he's in system his people could harvest the elements needed from other planets
It is definitely not out of the question imo. Autochthonia was already experiencing a resource crunch just 1500 years post-Usurpation. Add another few thousand to that, and they're likely becoming rather desperate.
As was said, the Seal of Eight Divinities is on his side, not on the Creation side. (as if he'd leave it there where the Solars could fuck with it) Also remember that this is an AU. Creation changing forms due to the hive-mind Lethe isn't the only difference. All 300 Solar Exalts were killed in the Usurpation, and all of their Exaltations captured, instead of having 15 escapees. Mardukth and Ta'akozoka are both alive instead of dead, indicating two other Primordials died and became Neverborn instead.
Butterflies may have changed things for Autobot - maybe he prepared better and lasted a lot longer. Maybe he figured out something self-sustaining and doesn't need to leave. Maybe he's opened up the Seal and sent his Exalts into the world to gather resources already and closed the Seal when they were done, because maybe he didn't prepare any better than in canon Exalted, and won't need to again. Or any number of things.
