FelOnyx
Love and Peace!
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- Gunsmoke
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- He/Him
Even Mami can't delude herself into thinking we're particularly good in melee. Given how we fight the hammer may well have slipped her mind.
Puella Magi Adfligo Systema
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- Bowling Green
It is less about Sabrina being better at melee, and more about Mami taking a shot at Oriko.
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We decide based on Mami's input and our own judgement whether or not to keep the chibis going while we work on Repeating Tiro Finale.
If we do, then we'll probably limit ourselves to just planning it out, and maybe a few scale model alterations of the musket loading mechanism (if chibi Mami can "fight quite well", she's obviously capable of concentrating on it and forming muskets simultaneously, but I dunno if that includes Tiro Finale - also, we don't know how much effort piloting a chibi will take Sabrina).
If our testing reaches the point where Mami can't maintain concentration on both, then we'll probably ditch the chibis.
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It's not very finale if it repeats. I propose Cannone di Picchio [woodpecker cannon].
Onmur
Archangel of Nutella.
I propose Cannone di Pinocchio [hilarious mispelling].
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UbeOne
Daydreaming CPU
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- Philippines
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- She/Her
Yay, you're White Hat Girl again!
Slith10
Back from the dead and ready to party!
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- New Zealand
I am Kyouko and I approve of this message.
Onmur
Archangel of Nutella.
Well, Redshirt Army's got quite a detailed vote, but he's being beaten handily by RedshirtArmy.Gee. I wonder what is winning
There's probably a lot of things that should've been told that weren't. My bad.
"And now for out interview with the winners."
Oriko opens her arms just in time to catch a Kirika missile, "ORIKO I WOOOOOOOOOOOOON!" yells the glomping Kirika.
"What did I tell you about being in public?" chides Oriko.
"Aw..." laments Kirika, letting go, "but I won..."
Oriko sighs and pats Kirika's head, to which she answers with a happy smile. "Keep the hugs for later, unders-"
"MAMI I WOOOOOOOOOOON!" Sabrina glomps Mami lifting her off her feet and giving her a couple of spins.
"Congratulations! I knew you would win, Sabrina," she says, fully embracing Sabrina.
After a few seconds of hug time, Mami looks up to give Oriko a smug look.
Then Sabrina turns around while still holding the hug, just to grin at Oriko and Kirika.
Kirika glares at the hugging girls; her arm twitches towards Oriko's waist, and she looks at her Ojou pleadingly.
Oriko sighs, but shakes her head. She turns her nose up at the clearly indiscreet girls and returns to her seat, Kirika quickly taking the spot beside her.
"Time to interview the winners. Kirika, can you tell me how you felt throughout the match?"
"I knew I would win! I couldn't lose with you watching me, Oriko!"
Oriko clears her throat and whispers, "act professional, Kirika," to which the citrine eyed girl nods repeatedly. "How did you feel about your opponents? It wasn't your first time fighting them, anybody you were looking forward to fight, or anyone you were wary of?"
"Oh, oh! That Kuvira girl is so cool-!"
"Kuvira?"
"Akiyama."
"Akiyama, Kirika."
"She can make herself a giant monster, like a kaiju! It's so awesome, like a bad guy in a Sentai show, well, a bad girl in a Sentai show, you know how it's-"
"Focus."
"Uh- yeah, a-hem, Kuv- Akiyama... Um... she's OK. Ramiel- I mean Koizumi didn't really do much, uh... Oh! Moe got wrecked!"
"Kirika-"
"First she got pawnched off the arena, then smash! Ate the ground, then I got some nice hits in and then whoosh! I totally set her up to eat rebar to face! Did you see that Oriko? You were watching, right? I was so cool, wasn't I?"
"Thank you, Kirika, for your enlightened view of the fight. Now with Tomoe, who's with Sabrina and Hamasaki."
Oriko drags Kirika away... which Kirika seems to interpret as permission for hugs, as she immediately latches onto her.
"Wait, Hamasaki's here?"
"Yup."
Akiko stands staring at a wall... or beyond the wall, eyes unfocused.
"Hm, I thought she was still down there- anyway, Sabrina, if you can let go for a moment...?"
"Oh, right!"
Sabrina and Mami separate and take seat in Oriko's and Kirika's places.
"Any thoughts on the match?"
Sabrina shrugs. "Not much, just that I thought I was a goner for a second there. Nishimura Moe can pack quite the punch when she gets you, you know?"
"Yes, I think we're all glad this time didn't go like that time."
"Specially Moe."
"Specially Moe."
"FUCK YOUUUUUUU!" shouts Moe.
"Well, if that's all, I guess it's time to interview our last victor... Hamasaki?" Mami looks at Akiko, then back at Sabrina and whispers, "do I have to?"
"Rules are rules, Mami," answers Sabrina, crossing her arms.
"OK... can you bring her here?"
"Sure!" Sabrina gets up.
"I meant with your Grief like during the match..." Mami trails off as Sabrina physically drags Akiko by the arm, forcing her to sit down.
Not that Akiko protests in any way. Or does anything, really.
"Well, Hamasaki, any thoughts on the match?"
Akiko stares at nothing.
"... You've worked with the girls from Fukushima before, haven't you?"
Sabrina covers her mouth.
"This isn't going to work-"
Sabrina giggles.
Mami turns to give her a look, but then-
vwoop!
Tachibana Sakura pops up out of the blue, grabs Akiko, glares at Sabrina, says "Fuck you," and-
vwoop.
-vanishes alongside the bleunette.
Sabrina hums. "... That went well. Well, I think it's time for the next match, so-"
"Not yet!" interrupts Kirika as she runs in, dragging Atsuko behind herself, "Kuvira wanted an interview, too!"
"My name..." grunts Atsuko as they come to a stop, "is Akiyama Atsuko, you crazy bitch," she snaps and wrenches her arm from Kirika's grip.
Behind the both of them, Oriko walks back inside with a pleased smile.
"Very well, any comments, Kuvira?" asks Mami.
"F..." Atsuko clenches her teeth, visibly restraining herself from snapping. "What do we get out of this?" she asks instead.
Mami and Sabrina look at each other.
"I mean," adds the metal controller, "last time you beat us up, you gave us Grief Seeds. What do we get for this beat up?"
Kirika nods thoughtfully, "makes sense. Sabrina?"
"... You... get free cleanses?" she answers dubiously.
"... And food," adds Mami, "there's a banquet for the participants."
Atsuko looks at Sabrina, then at Mami. Both of them stare back, not knowing what else to say.
Slowly, Atsuko starts nodding. "Yeah, sounds good."
"Yeah?" asks Sabrina awkwardly, nodding along with the other girl.
"Yeah," she gives a final nod before asking, "when's the next time?"
"Next time?"
"You want to get beat up?"
The metal controller shrugs. "If you're gonna give me free stuff..."
Sabrina's head tilts to a side.
"Anyway," interrupts Oriko, "thank you for your time, miss Akiyama," she dismisses her, to which Atsuko shrugs and leaves. Oriko addresses the stadium, "it's about time we start the next match, so we'll leave you in the... capable hands of your original commentators now that they're not in the arena. Thank you all for your patience. Past and future."
Mami gives Sabrina a last hug, and Kirika does likewise with Oriko, before Mami and Oriko leave the commentator booth, leaving Sabrina and Kirika in charge.
"Very well, the audience is getting restless and the teams are ready to go, so it's Team Green-"
"Holy shit, those girls are gonna get wrecked. They look like a bunch of pussies. Green- it's like even in their name! Where do you find these girl? Bet five thousand on the other team, now they look like winners, whoever they are."
Sabrina closes her eyes at Kirika's completely tactless interruption.
Somewhere not very far away, Oriko palms her forehead.
"... Ten thousand," answers Sabrina.
"You're on!"
Mami joins the facepalm club.
Oriko opens her arms just in time to catch a Kirika missile, "ORIKO I WOOOOOOOOOOOOON!" yells the glomping Kirika.
"What did I tell you about being in public?" chides Oriko.
"Aw..." laments Kirika, letting go, "but I won..."
Oriko sighs and pats Kirika's head, to which she answers with a happy smile. "Keep the hugs for later, unders-"
"MAMI I WOOOOOOOOOOON!" Sabrina glomps Mami lifting her off her feet and giving her a couple of spins.
"Congratulations! I knew you would win, Sabrina," she says, fully embracing Sabrina.
After a few seconds of hug time, Mami looks up to give Oriko a smug look.
Then Sabrina turns around while still holding the hug, just to grin at Oriko and Kirika.
Kirika glares at the hugging girls; her arm twitches towards Oriko's waist, and she looks at her Ojou pleadingly.
Oriko sighs, but shakes her head. She turns her nose up at the clearly indiscreet girls and returns to her seat, Kirika quickly taking the spot beside her.
"Time to interview the winners. Kirika, can you tell me how you felt throughout the match?"
"I knew I would win! I couldn't lose with you watching me, Oriko!"
Oriko clears her throat and whispers, "act professional, Kirika," to which the citrine eyed girl nods repeatedly. "How did you feel about your opponents? It wasn't your first time fighting them, anybody you were looking forward to fight, or anyone you were wary of?"
"Oh, oh! That Kuvira girl is so cool-!"
"Kuvira?"
"Akiyama."
"Akiyama, Kirika."
"She can make herself a giant monster, like a kaiju! It's so awesome, like a bad guy in a Sentai show, well, a bad girl in a Sentai show, you know how it's-"
"Focus."
"Uh- yeah, a-hem, Kuv- Akiyama... Um... she's OK. Ramiel- I mean Koizumi didn't really do much, uh... Oh! Moe got wrecked!"
"Kirika-"
"First she got pawnched off the arena, then smash! Ate the ground, then I got some nice hits in and then whoosh! I totally set her up to eat rebar to face! Did you see that Oriko? You were watching, right? I was so cool, wasn't I?"
"Thank you, Kirika, for your enlightened view of the fight. Now with Tomoe, who's with Sabrina and Hamasaki."
Oriko drags Kirika away... which Kirika seems to interpret as permission for hugs, as she immediately latches onto her.
"Wait, Hamasaki's here?"
"Yup."
Akiko stands staring at a wall... or beyond the wall, eyes unfocused.
"Hm, I thought she was still down there- anyway, Sabrina, if you can let go for a moment...?"
"Oh, right!"
Sabrina and Mami separate and take seat in Oriko's and Kirika's places.
"Any thoughts on the match?"
Sabrina shrugs. "Not much, just that I thought I was a goner for a second there. Nishimura Moe can pack quite the punch when she gets you, you know?"
"Yes, I think we're all glad this time didn't go like that time."
"Specially Moe."
"Specially Moe."
"FUCK YOUUUUUUU!" shouts Moe.
"Well, if that's all, I guess it's time to interview our last victor... Hamasaki?" Mami looks at Akiko, then back at Sabrina and whispers, "do I have to?"
"Rules are rules, Mami," answers Sabrina, crossing her arms.
"OK... can you bring her here?"
"Sure!" Sabrina gets up.
"I meant with your Grief like during the match..." Mami trails off as Sabrina physically drags Akiko by the arm, forcing her to sit down.
Not that Akiko protests in any way. Or does anything, really.
"Well, Hamasaki, any thoughts on the match?"
Akiko stares at nothing.
"... You've worked with the girls from Fukushima before, haven't you?"
Sabrina covers her mouth.
"This isn't going to work-"
Sabrina giggles.
Mami turns to give her a look, but then-
vwoop!
Tachibana Sakura pops up out of the blue, grabs Akiko, glares at Sabrina, says "Fuck you," and-
vwoop.
-vanishes alongside the bleunette.
Sabrina hums. "... That went well. Well, I think it's time for the next match, so-"
"Not yet!" interrupts Kirika as she runs in, dragging Atsuko behind herself, "Kuvira wanted an interview, too!"
"My name..." grunts Atsuko as they come to a stop, "is Akiyama Atsuko, you crazy bitch," she snaps and wrenches her arm from Kirika's grip.
Behind the both of them, Oriko walks back inside with a pleased smile.
"Very well, any comments, Kuvira?" asks Mami.
"F..." Atsuko clenches her teeth, visibly restraining herself from snapping. "What do we get out of this?" she asks instead.
Mami and Sabrina look at each other.
"I mean," adds the metal controller, "last time you beat us up, you gave us Grief Seeds. What do we get for this beat up?"
Kirika nods thoughtfully, "makes sense. Sabrina?"
"... You... get free cleanses?" she answers dubiously.
"... And food," adds Mami, "there's a banquet for the participants."
Atsuko looks at Sabrina, then at Mami. Both of them stare back, not knowing what else to say.
Slowly, Atsuko starts nodding. "Yeah, sounds good."
"Yeah?" asks Sabrina awkwardly, nodding along with the other girl.
"Yeah," she gives a final nod before asking, "when's the next time?"
"Next time?"
"You want to get beat up?"
The metal controller shrugs. "If you're gonna give me free stuff..."
Sabrina's head tilts to a side.
"Anyway," interrupts Oriko, "thank you for your time, miss Akiyama," she dismisses her, to which Atsuko shrugs and leaves. Oriko addresses the stadium, "it's about time we start the next match, so we'll leave you in the... capable hands of your original commentators now that they're not in the arena. Thank you all for your patience. Past and future."
Mami gives Sabrina a last hug, and Kirika does likewise with Oriko, before Mami and Oriko leave the commentator booth, leaving Sabrina and Kirika in charge.
"Very well, the audience is getting restless and the teams are ready to go, so it's Team Green-"
"Holy shit, those girls are gonna get wrecked. They look like a bunch of pussies. Green- it's like even in their name! Where do you find these girl? Bet five thousand on the other team, now they look like winners, whoever they are."
Sabrina closes her eyes at Kirika's completely tactless interruption.
Somewhere not very far away, Oriko palms her forehead.
"... Ten thousand," answers Sabrina.
"You're on!"
Mami joins the facepalm club.
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- The Surface Of A Hostile Planet
Sure. Better placeholder name then I had, anyway. The vote gives Mami ultimate naming rights anyway, though, so it's really her decision what to call it.
Redshirt Army said:
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- Here
As it should be. Don't mind my (dubious) contributions to Sabrina's train of thought.
bird_poison
Knowing their wrath, unfettered and raw
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- margarita
Huh, curious.
And now I'm imagining an enormous tide of lurkers, being draw towards the light. Slighly closer are the faceless, those lurkers that learned how to speak. And then there are the ones who transitioned into one stable personality and crafted a face for themselves.
Or maybe I need to let my mind go out a little less.
Onmur
Archangel of Nutella.
Some of us have shiny eyes we can turn on.
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- The Surface Of A Hostile Planet
Madou Sutegobana
Autocorrupt has been disabled.
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- Twin Realms Mandala
Would Kyuubey be as tolerant had Sabrina wished to have the ability to destroy grief, instead of moving it around?
Also thought I'd give the generator a go. Does anyone know of a quiz based one?
Also thought I'd give the generator a go. Does anyone know of a quiz based one?
Article: Matou Sutegobana is Keiko . Your soul gem color is White, and you wear it on your headware. You have Green hair and…
Madoka Magica Magical Girl Generator
On a Rail pt. 10
You huff in amusement, arms still draped around Mami from behind. She bumps her head gently against your cheek. The smile on your face matches hers, really.
"So, a chibi-me," you muse. "Iiiiiit might be kind of Witchy."
Mami's smile fades for a moment, but only a moment. "It's alright, Sabrina," she reassures you. "I'm getting used to it. It's... if I concentrate on how it feels, I know it's you, not a Witch, so it's alright."
A tiny pair of arms hug you around your calf. You giggle, releasing Mami for a moment to pick up the chibi and put it on your head. It wobbles a little before managing to balance properly, both arms stuck out to help.
Mami giggles as you pull her back into a hug. From the feel of the shifting weight on your head, the chibi her is looking around. "It's so high up here~" she observes.
You snort in amusement. "Well, here we go," you breathe. "Unleash... the chibi." Your eyes fall shut, half meditative as you reach for your power.
What you want is... simple. A miniature version of yourself. You think of Mami's chibi, an adorable little version of her, possibly the predecessor to her full body duplicate. Your power stretches, moulding and twisting and sculpting a whirlpool of Grief.
You open your eyes.
You open two sets of eyes, even as the sensation of Witch, Witch, Witch! presses on your mind. And you look at Mami from two points of view - one barely knee high, and another at the usual height. An identical smile spreads across both your faces.
Mami blinks down at you, eyes going huge.
And then she squeals, and reaches for you, two giant arms sweeping down from the sky to grab you even as you laugh and release Mami from your own hug so that she can grab you and cuddle you to herself.
"So cuuuuuuuuuteeeeeee!" Mami squeals, delightedly squeezing the life out of you. The miniature you. It's a good thing that you -well, your chibi- doesn't actually need to breathe. Instead, you bump your tiny head under her chin.
You laugh, throwing your arms around both Mami and yourself, the Mami on your head pitching forward with to hug your head from the top. You -the chibi you- squirm out of Mami's hug and clamber onto her head, opening your arms to the chibi-Mami in invitation.
Mami blinks at you in surprise, turning in your arms to face you, and then she laughs. The chibi-her throws her arms around you too.
"Oh, Sabrina," Mami gasps through her chibi, grin wide on her flushed face. "That's amazing."
"No," you respond in the same way, grinning at her. You kick your feet gently, trousered legs ruffling Mami's hair. "You know what's amazing? You did it all the hard way. I have to cheat, and I just copied what you did."
Mami shakes her head in quiet disagreement, nearly dislodging you from your perch atop her head. So you naturally take the opportunity to cling tighter to her chibi, giggling happily. And just to be fair, you hug Mami closer, too.
A quiet cough interrupts you.
You twitch, arms tightening around Mami as you flinch from the sudden presence beside you.
Homura raises one eyebrow at you.
You cough, and point to your head. "Chibis."
"... I see," Homura says.
"... they're cute?" Mami offers, looking a little sheepish.
Homura gives the chibi Mami balancing on your head a considering look. "... I see," she says.
You cough awkwardly. "Anyway, yes," you say, releasing Mami and stepping back. You keep ahold of chibi-Mami, though, making yourself comfortable on Mami's head and cuddling her chibi. "So, uh, I was going to say before I got distracted, that Homura was coming. But, uh." You rub your nose with an abashed grin at Mami. "You can see that."
Homura sighs, eyeing the chibis with a curious eye. She steps closer to Mami, poking your face with a finger. You swat her hand away with one stubby arm. "Hey, I can feel that."
Mami shakes her head, smiling. "I won't complain," she says, happily nuzzling against you with her chibi.
"How far can the chibis go from you?" Homura asks, meeting your eyes.
"Uh, I'm pretty sure mine's subject to the same hundred meter limit," you admit. "Mami?"
"I haven't tested that properly, but I easily made it a kilometer last time I used the chibi to scout?" Mami offers. "I just have to keep extending the ribbon."
Homura nods, settling back. "I see. When is Miki Sayaka coming?"
"I'll be, um, calling her in a bit," you say. "Though I wanted to discuss what we could train her on first?" That's not the only thing you want to do, but you'd missed your opportunity to greet Homura as a pair of chibis tinkering on a giant automaton. Then again, the option to do that to Sayaka's still open.
Homura nods slowly in agreement. "You said we were going to work on ranged training for Miki Sayaka," she notes.
"Right," you agree. "She was too eager to rush into melee yesterday. And with you here, we could do a two on two, and cover some teamwork too? What do you think, Mami? Homura?"
"That sounds good," Mami says, flashing you a smile.
Homura nods, face impassive.
You grin. "Then it's time to wake everyone up," you declare, and extend your telepathy. "Goooooood morning, Mitakihara!"
"Your radio station stinks!" Sayaka responds immediately. Homura visibly bites back a sigh, stalking over to a somewhat less rusty car. After giving the hood a prim once-over, she sits down clearly willing to wait.
"Sayaka!" Madoka says reprovingly.
"I'm entitled to be grumpy about being woken up at six on a Saturday," Sayaka says.
Mami smiles, patting you on the shoulder. Her chibi, still perched on top of her head, gives you a hug. "Sabrina's very sorry about it," she says. "She worked very hard to make cupcakes to apologise!"
You give your bag a surreptitious pat to make sure the cupcakes are still safe within. Thankfully, they are.
"I did," you affirm.
A lazy yawn filters into the chat. "Good morning, everyone," Hitomi says. She sounds sleepily rumpled, somehow.
"Good morning, Hitomi!" Madoka says.
"Ah, right, 'morning, everyone," you add, to a chorus of hasty greetings from your friends. Even Sayaka.
Heh.
Ingrained manners.
"Everyone good for the picnic, by the way?" you ask. "And Sayaka, you're good for the training?"
"Yeah, yeah," Sayaka grumbles. "Eating breakfast right now."
"Cool," you say. Listening with half a metaphysical ear to the morning chatter, you open up a channel to Sayaka. "Hey, Sayaka, sorry about the early wakeup. I just kind of screwed up and panicked a bit."
Sayaka groans. "Yeah, yeah, I'm just grouchy," she grumps back at you.
"Yeah, but uh, just to make sure - Clear Seeds can dump the Grief inside them into normal ones on contact," you explain. "And, uh, that's not normally an issue, but a normal Grief Seed can overfill and rehatch the Witch. I'm very, very, very sorry about not mentioning it earlier."
Sayaka's silent for a moment. "Ugh, fine, I see why you were worried," she says.
Mami's chibi tugs your sleeve, pointing at the ground, and hops off Mami's head. You leap after her, landing carefully on your stubby little feet and following the miniature -Mamiature? Nah, too awkward- over to your own legs. The chibi sits down and hugs your calf. You promptly hug the mini-Mami from behind.
"Yeah," you say. "So, yeah. Sorry."
"Meh," she says. "Let me sleep in tomorrow and we're good."
"Heh, right," you say. "Anyway, see you soon?"
She makes an inarticulate noise, and dips back into the main conversation. "Madoka, are we meeting up for homework before the meeting?"
"Ah, yes," Madoka agrees.
You flash a smile at Mami, still only half paying attention to Mami. "Hey, Mami? I need to make a phone call - see if we can invite Nagisa along as well?"
Mami tilts her head, smiling at you. "Alright," she says.
You pull your phone out of your pocket, taking a step away and dialling Shin's number. Mami's chibi follows you, still hugging your calf, and of course, you follow.
"Hello, this is Momoe Shin." Nagisa's uncle picks up a few minutes later.
"Good morning, Mr. Momoe," you say. "This is Sabrina."
"Ah, Sabrina!" the man responds. "How can I help you today?"
"Well, I was wondering if Nagisa could come to the picnic later today," you say.
"Hm... Ah, yes, you mentioned it," the man says. "Who's going? Where and when is it?"
"Uh, my friends - you met us all the other day, right? Myself, Mami, Madoka, Homura, Sayaka, Hitomi," you say. Mami catches your eye and gives you an encouraging smile. "Possibly Kyousuke as well - he's a friend of ours. We're going to that big park, Gokai Park? Four thirty today."
"Hmm..." Shin says. "I'm double-check with Nagisa, though I'm sure she'd be happy to. I'll message you later?"
"Sounds good," you agree, watching as Mami approaches Homura and seems to ask her a question. "Thank you!"
"No problem, Sabrina," the man says, a hint of warmth in his voice. "You were a friend to Nagisa when she needed it."
"I was glad to," you say.
"Nevertheless," he says. "Is there anything else?"
"Nah, that's it," you say. "Later!"
"Goodbye, Sabrina," Shin responds, and hangs up.
You glance down at the mini-Mami, reaching down to ruffle her hair, and then pick her up. You scramble up your arms, so that you're cradling yourself and the chibi-Mami in your arms as you rejoin Homura and Mami.
Homura has what looks like an old revolver laid out on the hood of the car, half disassembled as she shows Mami the insides.
Mami looks up at your approach, beaming at you. "Hi," she says.
"Hi!" you respond. "What's happening?"
"Ah... well, I was thinking, it might be easier for you to replicate the mechanism if you had something to work off?" Mami says, pointing at the disassembled gun. "Do you think a revolver would work? Or would something automatic work better?"
"Eh... I think I could work with a recoil mechanism," you say. "Like an M1911 or similar. But I think that at the kind of masses we're working with, something like naval artillery might be best."
There's an interested gleam in Mami's eyes. "Battleship artillery?"
"Yeah, a powered loader," you say.
Homura frowns. "Before that," she says. "We are doing teamwork practice, right? Two versus two?"
"Yep, that's what I was thinking," you agree.
She nods. "I volunteer to team up with Mami."
[] Write-in
OK, so, actually working on the cannon is getting pushed back to the next update. Sayaka'll be arriving soon, too, so vote accordingly.
"So, a chibi-me," you muse. "Iiiiiit might be kind of Witchy."
Mami's smile fades for a moment, but only a moment. "It's alright, Sabrina," she reassures you. "I'm getting used to it. It's... if I concentrate on how it feels, I know it's you, not a Witch, so it's alright."
A tiny pair of arms hug you around your calf. You giggle, releasing Mami for a moment to pick up the chibi and put it on your head. It wobbles a little before managing to balance properly, both arms stuck out to help.
Mami giggles as you pull her back into a hug. From the feel of the shifting weight on your head, the chibi her is looking around. "It's so high up here~" she observes.
You snort in amusement. "Well, here we go," you breathe. "Unleash... the chibi." Your eyes fall shut, half meditative as you reach for your power.
What you want is... simple. A miniature version of yourself. You think of Mami's chibi, an adorable little version of her, possibly the predecessor to her full body duplicate. Your power stretches, moulding and twisting and sculpting a whirlpool of Grief.
You open your eyes.
You open two sets of eyes, even as the sensation of Witch, Witch, Witch! presses on your mind. And you look at Mami from two points of view - one barely knee high, and another at the usual height. An identical smile spreads across both your faces.
Mami blinks down at you, eyes going huge.
And then she squeals, and reaches for you, two giant arms sweeping down from the sky to grab you even as you laugh and release Mami from your own hug so that she can grab you and cuddle you to herself.
"So cuuuuuuuuuteeeeeee!" Mami squeals, delightedly squeezing the life out of you. The miniature you. It's a good thing that you -well, your chibi- doesn't actually need to breathe. Instead, you bump your tiny head under her chin.
You laugh, throwing your arms around both Mami and yourself, the Mami on your head pitching forward with to hug your head from the top. You -the chibi you- squirm out of Mami's hug and clamber onto her head, opening your arms to the chibi-Mami in invitation.
Mami blinks at you in surprise, turning in your arms to face you, and then she laughs. The chibi-her throws her arms around you too.
"Oh, Sabrina," Mami gasps through her chibi, grin wide on her flushed face. "That's amazing."
"No," you respond in the same way, grinning at her. You kick your feet gently, trousered legs ruffling Mami's hair. "You know what's amazing? You did it all the hard way. I have to cheat, and I just copied what you did."
Mami shakes her head in quiet disagreement, nearly dislodging you from your perch atop her head. So you naturally take the opportunity to cling tighter to her chibi, giggling happily. And just to be fair, you hug Mami closer, too.
A quiet cough interrupts you.
You twitch, arms tightening around Mami as you flinch from the sudden presence beside you.
Homura raises one eyebrow at you.
You cough, and point to your head. "Chibis."
"... I see," Homura says.
"... they're cute?" Mami offers, looking a little sheepish.
Homura gives the chibi Mami balancing on your head a considering look. "... I see," she says.
You cough awkwardly. "Anyway, yes," you say, releasing Mami and stepping back. You keep ahold of chibi-Mami, though, making yourself comfortable on Mami's head and cuddling her chibi. "So, uh, I was going to say before I got distracted, that Homura was coming. But, uh." You rub your nose with an abashed grin at Mami. "You can see that."
Homura sighs, eyeing the chibis with a curious eye. She steps closer to Mami, poking your face with a finger. You swat her hand away with one stubby arm. "Hey, I can feel that."
Mami shakes her head, smiling. "I won't complain," she says, happily nuzzling against you with her chibi.
"How far can the chibis go from you?" Homura asks, meeting your eyes.
"Uh, I'm pretty sure mine's subject to the same hundred meter limit," you admit. "Mami?"
"I haven't tested that properly, but I easily made it a kilometer last time I used the chibi to scout?" Mami offers. "I just have to keep extending the ribbon."
Homura nods, settling back. "I see. When is Miki Sayaka coming?"
"I'll be, um, calling her in a bit," you say. "Though I wanted to discuss what we could train her on first?" That's not the only thing you want to do, but you'd missed your opportunity to greet Homura as a pair of chibis tinkering on a giant automaton. Then again, the option to do that to Sayaka's still open.
Homura nods slowly in agreement. "You said we were going to work on ranged training for Miki Sayaka," she notes.
"Right," you agree. "She was too eager to rush into melee yesterday. And with you here, we could do a two on two, and cover some teamwork too? What do you think, Mami? Homura?"
"That sounds good," Mami says, flashing you a smile.
Homura nods, face impassive.
You grin. "Then it's time to wake everyone up," you declare, and extend your telepathy. "Goooooood morning, Mitakihara!"
"Your radio station stinks!" Sayaka responds immediately. Homura visibly bites back a sigh, stalking over to a somewhat less rusty car. After giving the hood a prim once-over, she sits down clearly willing to wait.
"Sayaka!" Madoka says reprovingly.
"I'm entitled to be grumpy about being woken up at six on a Saturday," Sayaka says.
Mami smiles, patting you on the shoulder. Her chibi, still perched on top of her head, gives you a hug. "Sabrina's very sorry about it," she says. "She worked very hard to make cupcakes to apologise!"
You give your bag a surreptitious pat to make sure the cupcakes are still safe within. Thankfully, they are.
"I did," you affirm.
A lazy yawn filters into the chat. "Good morning, everyone," Hitomi says. She sounds sleepily rumpled, somehow.
"Good morning, Hitomi!" Madoka says.
"Ah, right, 'morning, everyone," you add, to a chorus of hasty greetings from your friends. Even Sayaka.
Heh.
Ingrained manners.
"Everyone good for the picnic, by the way?" you ask. "And Sayaka, you're good for the training?"
"Yeah, yeah," Sayaka grumbles. "Eating breakfast right now."
"Cool," you say. Listening with half a metaphysical ear to the morning chatter, you open up a channel to Sayaka. "Hey, Sayaka, sorry about the early wakeup. I just kind of screwed up and panicked a bit."
Sayaka groans. "Yeah, yeah, I'm just grouchy," she grumps back at you.
"Yeah, but uh, just to make sure - Clear Seeds can dump the Grief inside them into normal ones on contact," you explain. "And, uh, that's not normally an issue, but a normal Grief Seed can overfill and rehatch the Witch. I'm very, very, very sorry about not mentioning it earlier."
Sayaka's silent for a moment. "Ugh, fine, I see why you were worried," she says.
Mami's chibi tugs your sleeve, pointing at the ground, and hops off Mami's head. You leap after her, landing carefully on your stubby little feet and following the miniature -Mamiature? Nah, too awkward- over to your own legs. The chibi sits down and hugs your calf. You promptly hug the mini-Mami from behind.
"Yeah," you say. "So, yeah. Sorry."
"Meh," she says. "Let me sleep in tomorrow and we're good."
"Heh, right," you say. "Anyway, see you soon?"
She makes an inarticulate noise, and dips back into the main conversation. "Madoka, are we meeting up for homework before the meeting?"
"Ah, yes," Madoka agrees.
You flash a smile at Mami, still only half paying attention to Mami. "Hey, Mami? I need to make a phone call - see if we can invite Nagisa along as well?"
Mami tilts her head, smiling at you. "Alright," she says.
You pull your phone out of your pocket, taking a step away and dialling Shin's number. Mami's chibi follows you, still hugging your calf, and of course, you follow.
"Hello, this is Momoe Shin." Nagisa's uncle picks up a few minutes later.
"Good morning, Mr. Momoe," you say. "This is Sabrina."
"Ah, Sabrina!" the man responds. "How can I help you today?"
"Well, I was wondering if Nagisa could come to the picnic later today," you say.
"Hm... Ah, yes, you mentioned it," the man says. "Who's going? Where and when is it?"
"Uh, my friends - you met us all the other day, right? Myself, Mami, Madoka, Homura, Sayaka, Hitomi," you say. Mami catches your eye and gives you an encouraging smile. "Possibly Kyousuke as well - he's a friend of ours. We're going to that big park, Gokai Park? Four thirty today."
"Hmm..." Shin says. "I'm double-check with Nagisa, though I'm sure she'd be happy to. I'll message you later?"
"Sounds good," you agree, watching as Mami approaches Homura and seems to ask her a question. "Thank you!"
"No problem, Sabrina," the man says, a hint of warmth in his voice. "You were a friend to Nagisa when she needed it."
"I was glad to," you say.
"Nevertheless," he says. "Is there anything else?"
"Nah, that's it," you say. "Later!"
"Goodbye, Sabrina," Shin responds, and hangs up.
You glance down at the mini-Mami, reaching down to ruffle her hair, and then pick her up. You scramble up your arms, so that you're cradling yourself and the chibi-Mami in your arms as you rejoin Homura and Mami.
Homura has what looks like an old revolver laid out on the hood of the car, half disassembled as she shows Mami the insides.
Mami looks up at your approach, beaming at you. "Hi," she says.
"Hi!" you respond. "What's happening?"
"Ah... well, I was thinking, it might be easier for you to replicate the mechanism if you had something to work off?" Mami says, pointing at the disassembled gun. "Do you think a revolver would work? Or would something automatic work better?"
"Eh... I think I could work with a recoil mechanism," you say. "Like an M1911 or similar. But I think that at the kind of masses we're working with, something like naval artillery might be best."
There's an interested gleam in Mami's eyes. "Battleship artillery?"
"Yeah, a powered loader," you say.
Homura frowns. "Before that," she says. "We are doing teamwork practice, right? Two versus two?"
"Yep, that's what I was thinking," you agree.
She nods. "I volunteer to team up with Mami."
[] Write-in
[x] Offer to try working on a tandem attack with Mami. Start by seeing if you can cooperate to make a automatic firing mechanism compatible with Mami's muskets. Look into what she actually uses for propellant, and how she wants to feed the ammunition.
-[x] If it works, try with a scale model of Tiro Finale, to work out placement of various components, before scaling it up to full Tiro Finale size. Keep in mind the fine control you have over grief, and abuse it liberally to avoid issues common to big guns.
-[x] Confer with Mami on other possible things that can be improved with a combination design. Applying additional electromagnetic acceleration, maybe, if she can make her projectiles conductive, or with a conductive sabot?
--[x] If you do fire it, aim downward, because the ground is pretty much the only backstop that can withstand this thing. Take appropriate safety precautions.
--[x] Let Mami name it.
-[x] If it works, try with a scale model of Tiro Finale, to work out placement of various components, before scaling it up to full Tiro Finale size. Keep in mind the fine control you have over grief, and abuse it liberally to avoid issues common to big guns.
-[x] Confer with Mami on other possible things that can be improved with a combination design. Applying additional electromagnetic acceleration, maybe, if she can make her projectiles conductive, or with a conductive sabot?
--[x] If you do fire it, aim downward, because the ground is pretty much the only backstop that can withstand this thing. Take appropriate safety precautions.
--[x] Let Mami name it.
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OK, so, actually working on the cannon is getting pushed back to the next update. Sayaka'll be arriving soon, too, so vote accordingly.
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CompassJimbo
Where’s Your North?
- Location
- The former Rubber Capital of the World
Must… not… make anachronistic reference…
Dirtnap
Kanmusu Affecionado
Based JiJi.
For those that don't know the artist of the shipgirl in question is a bit of a fan of Mumi. That's okay though, since Mumi is kind of a big deal.
UbeOne
Daydreaming CPU
- Location
- Philippines
- Pronouns
- She/Her
Which one, Kancolle?
LucidProp
Pocky Eating MafiaDoka
No, Arpeggio, the show with the Best Ship Girls.
More seriously, it's probably Victory Belles or something similar.
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