Mystical Mechanistics Of Outrageous Fortune [Mili-Moe Magical Mechagirl Yuri Quest]
- Thread starter ColdGoldLazarus
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ARBITRACOM
Sic transit gloria mundi
Awesome.
[X] Look for the others. And try to stayaway from the edge, if at all possible..
[X] Look for the others. And try to stayaway from the edge, if at all possible..
ColdGoldLazarus
Contrary Quester, Spreadsheet Queen, Pink Flamingo
- Location
- Challenger Deep
- Pronouns
- She/Her
The combat sequences won't all be huge-scale battles like this, and will be relatively varied and require different approaches. Somehow this feels ironic, but I'll probably be taking the most inspiration from Girls Und Panzer in terms of how I'll construct the fighting scenarios. (Orrr maybe not; that's a bridge I'll cross when I come to it.)
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- Location
- The Garden
Sooo drifting all day?
[X] Grab whoever bumped into you and pull back out of the smoke and off the ridgeline until things clear up more.
ColdGoldLazarus
Contrary Quester, Spreadsheet Queen, Pink Flamingo
- Location
- Challenger Deep
- Pronouns
- She/Her
Something along those lines, sure. XDSooo drifting all day?
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NaanContributor
Provider of delicious flatbread, and nothing else.
- Location
- Hawaii
[X] Grab whoever bumped into you and pull back out of the smoke and off the ridgeline until things clear up more.
Same thing as smoke, but also guarantees someone else is safe.
Same thing as smoke, but also guarantees someone else is safe.
obssesednuker
Commander of 10 Million Men
- Location
- In the Kremlin, activating Perimtr.
[X] Grab whoever bumped into you and pull back out of the smoke and off the ridgeline until things clear up more.
Raiseth
I Find Your Lack of Memes Disturbing
- Location
- Russia
And threadmarked.
Haha, this should be interesting.
You do realize that Anastasia Svetlana is just two Russian-Greek names strung together, right?
Kinda like saying John Constantine. :lol
As opposed to John Carpenter, for example.
Don't worry, anything goes in a fantasy mecha setting.
... Huh, now that I'm looking, it seems like a standard naming convention in your universe.
Ah, and for anyone curious, but too lazy to google, "Anastasia Svetlana" could be roughly translated as "Resurrection of Light". Make of that what you will.
Ooh, shiny.
Haha, this should be interesting.
You do realize that Anastasia Svetlana is just two Russian-Greek names strung together, right?
Kinda like saying John Constantine. :lol
As opposed to John Carpenter, for example.
Don't worry, anything goes in a fantasy mecha setting.
... Huh, now that I'm looking, it seems like a standard naming convention in your universe.
Ah, and for anyone curious, but too lazy to google, "Anastasia Svetlana" could be roughly translated as "Resurrection of Light". Make of that what you will.
Ooh, shiny.
ColdGoldLazarus
Contrary Quester, Spreadsheet Queen, Pink Flamingo
- Location
- Challenger Deep
- Pronouns
- She/Her
Well, I looked it up just to double check, but multiple sources say Svetlana is also a surname
Hmm?
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The Fireworks Show (2/2)
ColdGoldLazarus
Contrary Quester, Spreadsheet Queen, Pink Flamingo
- Location
- Challenger Deep
- Pronouns
- She/Her
There's a music link with a timestamp (4:12 if it doesn't work) in this update. Listen along as you read for best effect.
Grabbing the person who bumped into you, you dive through the smoke in the general direction of the car, or at least away from the cliff edge. It takes a few frantic moments to escape the worst of the cloud, but you finally emerge not too far from the vehicle, where Victoria is unsuccessfully trying to reassure a hyperventilating Yelena, while Lynx is herself just stumbling out of the thicker smoke. Glancing down you find Hatice is the one under your arm, glaring up at you with an unamused expression. Who are you missing?
Turning back to the cloud, which is only just starting to dissolve and waft away, you think you see the dim figure of Elaine still near the top of the ridge, wandering and hesitant and still blind. The earth shudders, and a huge chunk of rock collapses right where she was just standing a moment before, causing her to jump in surprise. Fortunately, that seems to give her the orientation she needs, and she charges down the slope towards the rest of you and emerges from the dust.
"Are you alright?" Lynx immediately asks, and Elaine nods gratefully before realizing who was talking to her.
While the five of you catch your breath after the sudden terror, Victoria (evidently largely unaffected) is already leaning over the front driver-side door to fiddle with the radio, which seems to have knocked askew by the closer blast. The battle reports return, just in time for a new and distinctly frigid voice to cut in. "I'm coming in. Engage herding strategies; I will be using the Trumpets."
"Hard to engage herding when they've got one up on u-"
"We'll do it!"
Cautiously returning to the ridgetop, (and giving a wide berth to the now-missing section) you find the infantry starting to try to push the enemy forces closer together (with the aid of the graceful mech catching strays) while the sphinx-tank is running circles around the three opposing titans despite still being fired upon, gradually forcing them closer in together. Soon enough, the smaller enemies have been gathered into a few bigger clusters and forced under their taller cousins' umbrella, now surrounded on all sides. It's at that same moment that something massive goes whoosh overhead, covering you briefly in shadow. "I'm here. Stay back from the target area." Comes from the radio down the slope.
Looking up, you see a dragon turning upward in the air, climbing a ways up until it almost threatens to disappear in the clouds. It stops just as suddenly as it appeared, held aloft by the large rotors in its otherwise bat-like wings, then flaps to create a sudden downdraft that clears some of the haze away. You can't see much in detail from this distance, but something strange is happening with the head, as it angles down and appears to grow longer, a white light glowing in the center...
"Plug your ears," Victoria orders belatedly and you all rush to comply, "if you still want your hearing after this."
SCRRREEEEEEEEEE! Deafeningly loud even through your hastily-jammed-in fingers, a white burning light stabs down from the dragon, piercing straight through the central strider and then into the ground. A moment later comes the shock, the ground itself rippling outward from the point of impact as you feel as much as hear a bone-rattling BOOM. But there's more, another screech, and another... SCRRREEEEEEEE! BOOM. SCRRREEEEEEEE! BOOM. SCRRREEEEEEEE! BOOM. SCRRREEEEEEEE! BOOM. It goes on and on and on, a relentless percussion of ruthless rage accompanied by eye-searing flashes of magnesium white, even through the thick black clouds that have built up around the impact. You know you should look away, but the raw primal terror of it has you transfixed. Time loses meaning, concepts of past and future blotted out by the endless trauma and quaking.
And then it's over. The ring of robots standing a healthy distance from the impact site tense in preparation for any survivors, but nothing emerges from the cloud. Then the dragon itself suddenly slams into the ground, entering a low crouch as it uses its wings to clear the smoke; where once stood a respectable army of sizable robots, there is now nothing but an alarmingly wide and deep crater to mark their obliteration. Only then do you remember to unplug your ears, and your fingers come away slightly sticky with blood.
Oh.
To your side, Victoria cracks a wry grin, though even her smile is somewhat shaky. "Always got to be the show-off, huh?" Her tone is strangely bitter, even though she tries to play it off with a laugh.
As if it could hear her, even though you know it couldn't have, the metal dragon twists its neck around to look at the six of you laying at the lip of the ridge, a single glowing cyclopic eye surrounded by metal fins; the gaze seems to bore into you with the same harshness as its terrifying attack. From the radio crackles the same cold voice, with all the investment of someone discussing a dry text or a mildly distasteful weather pattern; "Victoria. I know you're up there. With the recruits. I will say nothing, but Nasira will be displeased when she learns of this."
(Victoria) Where do you take the newbies?
> In for a closer look. Nasira likely already knows based on your absence, so you may as well show them more now that the danger's passed.
> Back to base, ASAP. Maybe you can sneak in and pretend you were showing them the storage sheds or something.
> Back to base, but leisurely. Claim to have taken the scenic route and shown them the entrance to the pass and the ruins of old Cauterets.
> Other/Write-In
(Alexandra) What.
> What the fuck just happened
> Who the fuck is that
> Why is there a fucking dragon
> My fucking ears, ow
> Buh... fucking... crater!
> You sure you're fit to be our CO?
> Other/Write-In
Grabbing the person who bumped into you, you dive through the smoke in the general direction of the car, or at least away from the cliff edge. It takes a few frantic moments to escape the worst of the cloud, but you finally emerge not too far from the vehicle, where Victoria is unsuccessfully trying to reassure a hyperventilating Yelena, while Lynx is herself just stumbling out of the thicker smoke. Glancing down you find Hatice is the one under your arm, glaring up at you with an unamused expression. Who are you missing?
Turning back to the cloud, which is only just starting to dissolve and waft away, you think you see the dim figure of Elaine still near the top of the ridge, wandering and hesitant and still blind. The earth shudders, and a huge chunk of rock collapses right where she was just standing a moment before, causing her to jump in surprise. Fortunately, that seems to give her the orientation she needs, and she charges down the slope towards the rest of you and emerges from the dust.
"Are you alright?" Lynx immediately asks, and Elaine nods gratefully before realizing who was talking to her.
While the five of you catch your breath after the sudden terror, Victoria (evidently largely unaffected) is already leaning over the front driver-side door to fiddle with the radio, which seems to have knocked askew by the closer blast. The battle reports return, just in time for a new and distinctly frigid voice to cut in. "I'm coming in. Engage herding strategies; I will be using the Trumpets."
"Hard to engage herding when they've got one up on u-"
"We'll do it!"
Cautiously returning to the ridgetop, (and giving a wide berth to the now-missing section) you find the infantry starting to try to push the enemy forces closer together (with the aid of the graceful mech catching strays) while the sphinx-tank is running circles around the three opposing titans despite still being fired upon, gradually forcing them closer in together. Soon enough, the smaller enemies have been gathered into a few bigger clusters and forced under their taller cousins' umbrella, now surrounded on all sides. It's at that same moment that something massive goes whoosh overhead, covering you briefly in shadow. "I'm here. Stay back from the target area." Comes from the radio down the slope.
Looking up, you see a dragon turning upward in the air, climbing a ways up until it almost threatens to disappear in the clouds. It stops just as suddenly as it appeared, held aloft by the large rotors in its otherwise bat-like wings, then flaps to create a sudden downdraft that clears some of the haze away. You can't see much in detail from this distance, but something strange is happening with the head, as it angles down and appears to grow longer, a white light glowing in the center...
"Plug your ears," Victoria orders belatedly and you all rush to comply, "if you still want your hearing after this."
SCRRREEEEEEEEEE! Deafeningly loud even through your hastily-jammed-in fingers, a white burning light stabs down from the dragon, piercing straight through the central strider and then into the ground. A moment later comes the shock, the ground itself rippling outward from the point of impact as you feel as much as hear a bone-rattling BOOM. But there's more, another screech, and another... SCRRREEEEEEEE! BOOM. SCRRREEEEEEEE! BOOM. SCRRREEEEEEEE! BOOM. SCRRREEEEEEEE! BOOM. It goes on and on and on, a relentless percussion of ruthless rage accompanied by eye-searing flashes of magnesium white, even through the thick black clouds that have built up around the impact. You know you should look away, but the raw primal terror of it has you transfixed. Time loses meaning, concepts of past and future blotted out by the endless trauma and quaking.
And then it's over. The ring of robots standing a healthy distance from the impact site tense in preparation for any survivors, but nothing emerges from the cloud. Then the dragon itself suddenly slams into the ground, entering a low crouch as it uses its wings to clear the smoke; where once stood a respectable army of sizable robots, there is now nothing but an alarmingly wide and deep crater to mark their obliteration. Only then do you remember to unplug your ears, and your fingers come away slightly sticky with blood.
Oh.
To your side, Victoria cracks a wry grin, though even her smile is somewhat shaky. "Always got to be the show-off, huh?" Her tone is strangely bitter, even though she tries to play it off with a laugh.
As if it could hear her, even though you know it couldn't have, the metal dragon twists its neck around to look at the six of you laying at the lip of the ridge, a single glowing cyclopic eye surrounded by metal fins; the gaze seems to bore into you with the same harshness as its terrifying attack. From the radio crackles the same cold voice, with all the investment of someone discussing a dry text or a mildly distasteful weather pattern; "Victoria. I know you're up there. With the recruits. I will say nothing, but Nasira will be displeased when she learns of this."
(Victoria) Where do you take the newbies?
> In for a closer look. Nasira likely already knows based on your absence, so you may as well show them more now that the danger's passed.
> Back to base, ASAP. Maybe you can sneak in and pretend you were showing them the storage sheds or something.
> Back to base, but leisurely. Claim to have taken the scenic route and shown them the entrance to the pass and the ruins of old Cauterets.
> Other/Write-In
(Alexandra) What.
> What the fuck just happened
> Who the fuck is that
> Why is there a fucking dragon
> My fucking ears, ow
> Buh... fucking... crater!
> You sure you're fit to be our CO?
> Other/Write-In
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Raiseth
I Find Your Lack of Memes Disturbing
- Location
- Russia
Really? Huh.
Yes, it is.
How does one figure that out? "Cool name, think I'd probably change my last name to Svetlana."
I mean, I'd get it if it was "Svetlova", for example.
Weird.
Well, whatever. As I said, anything goes in the original setting. It would be slightly unusual in real world anywhere outside of, apparently, Serbia, but there isn't a "Russia" in your world to have Russians who'd be weirded out.
Ah, about "shiny", I just know a girl with that name. She's studying at the same university as me.
I don't know why I even quoted it. I may or may not have been slightly underslept at the time.
Well, at least I didn't earn myself an infraction this time...
Edit: ninja'd by an update.
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Raiseth
I Find Your Lack of Memes Disturbing
- Location
- Russia
Victoria
> Back to base, but leisurely. No need to get rookies more damaged than they already are. And you know, a front seat to an ongoing ( or recently finished, as the case may be ) battle is never a good idea.
Alexandra
> All of them. ( except maybe CO bit, she is your CO, after all. )
> Back to base, but leisurely. No need to get rookies more damaged than they already are. And you know, a front seat to an ongoing ( or recently finished, as the case may be ) battle is never a good idea.
Alexandra
> All of them. ( except maybe CO bit, she is your CO, after all. )
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ARBITRACOM
Sic transit gloria mundi
[X] In for a closer look. Nasira likely already knows based on your absence, so you may as well show them more now that the danger's passed.
[X] What the fuck just happened
[X] What the fuck just happened
obssesednuker
Commander of 10 Million Men
- Location
- In the Kremlin, activating Perimtr.
[X] Back to base, but leisurely. No need to get rookies more damaged than they already are. And you know, a front seat to an ongoing (or recently finished, as the case may be) battle is never a good idea.
[X] All of them. (except maybe the CO bit, she is your CO, after all.)
[X] All of them. (except maybe the CO bit, she is your CO, after all.)
ColdGoldLazarus
Contrary Quester, Spreadsheet Queen, Pink Flamingo
- Location
- Challenger Deep
- Pronouns
- She/Her
Just as an FYI on this vote
Alexandra's still pretty rattled and not in a state to string together more than one or two coherent sentences.
This will affect the flow of exposition, so be sure to choose what you want to know about first and foremost.
Alexandra's still pretty rattled and not in a state to string together more than one or two coherent sentences.
This will affect the flow of exposition, so be sure to choose what you want to know about first and foremost.
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obssesednuker
Commander of 10 Million Men
- Location
- In the Kremlin, activating Perimtr.
[X] Back to base, but leisurely. No need to get rookies more damaged than they already are. And you know, a front seat to an ongoing (or recently finished, as the case may be) battle is never a good idea.
[X] What the fuck just happened
[X] What the fuck just happened
Spectrum
Tell me a secret~
- Location
- Behind you~
leisurely
[X] Back to base, but leisurely. No need to get rookies more damaged than they already are. And you know, a front seat to an ongoing (or recently finished, as the case may be) battle is never a good idea.
[X] My fucking ears, ow
Taking the point of view that everything still hurts too much to even reach the stage of wonderment and confusion :3