Qwaar
Jesus Christ how horrifying
Thanks, sorry, didn't see how that could be taken.
Hm, I was kind of hoping she'd have a chance to grow up a bit more first. Ah well, trauma ho!
I'm just amused at the moment at your impression of your avatar.
Puru Quest (Gundam UC/Mass Effect)
- Thread starter Qwaar
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- gundam mass effect
I'm just amused at the moment at your impression of your avatar.
I have to wonder if you people actually think that's a good write-in or if you're just bandwagoning.
grommile
nasty-minded old cynic
- Location
- NERV-Mercia
- Pronouns
- Traditional/Animate
[X] Master is confused? But Master is Master. Explain to Master that Master is Master because Master feels like Master. If Master is not Master, then who is Master? Master can't not be Master!
This is adorable, unsettling, and provides a hook for interaction. Much more interesting than going beep-boop meat robot on him.
This is adorable, unsettling, and provides a hook for interaction. Much more interesting than going beep-boop meat robot on him.
Darik29
Verified Delicious
[X] Master is confused? But Master is Master. Explain to Master that Master is Master because Master feels like Master. If Master is not Master, then who is Master? Master can't not be Master!
Cant think of a better write in to explain our unsettled state, going with acting like the ten year old heavily conditioned receptive empathy that we are.
Mordin should be able to get all pertinent into out of us.
Cant think of a better write in to explain our unsettled state, going with acting like the ten year old heavily conditioned receptive empathy that we are.
Mordin should be able to get all pertinent into out of us.
Darik29
Verified Delicious
Just realized how to word what is missing
[X] Master is confused? But Master is Master. Explain to Master that Master is Master because Master feels like Master. If Master is not Master, then who is Master? Master can't not be Master!
-[X] Realize your not making sense and babbling. Stop it. Take a breath, and then calmly and concisely explain whatever you Master wishes to know. And whatever he Needs to know about us. You are Not a child, not really, maturity is a necessity of your nature. You will Not fail Master!
Basically, were a kid, but we're also a brainwashed child soldier. We start off witht to the cute, then realize our being a babbling idiot, then start over while making more sense.
[X] Master is confused? But Master is Master. Explain to Master that Master is Master because Master feels like Master. If Master is not Master, then who is Master? Master can't not be Master!
-[X] Realize your not making sense and babbling. Stop it. Take a breath, and then calmly and concisely explain whatever you Master wishes to know. And whatever he Needs to know about us. You are Not a child, not really, maturity is a necessity of your nature. You will Not fail Master!
Basically, were a kid, but we're also a brainwashed child soldier. We start off witht to the cute, then realize our being a babbling idiot, then start over while making more sense.
[X]Darik29
Now we're talking. Vote Changed.
BlindJustice15
Legally Blind Gamer
[X]Dark29's write-in.
Vote changed.
Vote changed.
Qwaar
Jesus Christ how horrifying
Vote tally:
##### 3.17
[X] Master is confused? But Master is Master. Explain to Master that Master is Master because Master feels like Master. If Master is not Master, then who is Master? Master can't not be Master!
No. of votes: 3
Lunatic350, Luminariss, grommile
[X] PLE # requesting orders
No. of votes: 3
Silversun17, Chloe Sullivan, Helios
[X] Master is confused? But Master is Master. Explain to Master that Master is Master because Master feels like Master. If Master is not Master, then who is Master? Master can't not be Master!
-[X] Realize your not making sense and babbling. Stop it. Take a breath, and then calmly and concisely explain whatever you Master wishes to know. And whatever he Needs to know about us. You are Not a child, not really, maturity is a necessity of your nature. You will Not fail Master!
No. of votes: 12
Darik29, NephyrisX, Bigger9, Forsythe, Jedarol, Blasterbot, Z000, Koden, chriswriter90, BlindJustice15, al103, 1986ctcel
Edit: Damn that group up function on the tally is really hit or miss, most of you guys doing the support user thing had to be edited in manually. al103 is the only one I didn't have to do that for.
##### 3.17
[X] Master is confused? But Master is Master. Explain to Master that Master is Master because Master feels like Master. If Master is not Master, then who is Master? Master can't not be Master!
No. of votes: 3
Lunatic350, Luminariss, grommile
[X] PLE # requesting orders
No. of votes: 3
Silversun17, Chloe Sullivan, Helios
[X] Master is confused? But Master is Master. Explain to Master that Master is Master because Master feels like Master. If Master is not Master, then who is Master? Master can't not be Master!
-[X] Realize your not making sense and babbling. Stop it. Take a breath, and then calmly and concisely explain whatever you Master wishes to know. And whatever he Needs to know about us. You are Not a child, not really, maturity is a necessity of your nature. You will Not fail Master!
No. of votes: 12
Darik29, NephyrisX, Bigger9, Forsythe, Jedarol, Blasterbot, Z000, Koden, chriswriter90, BlindJustice15, al103, 1986ctcel
Edit: Damn that group up function on the tally is really hit or miss, most of you guys doing the support user thing had to be edited in manually. al103 is the only one I didn't have to do that for.
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- Location
- Fabulously Rainbow Ireland
[X] Master is confused? But Master is Master. Explain to Master that Master is Master because Master feels like Master. If Master is not Master, then who is Master? Master can't not be Master!
-[X] Realize your not making sense and babbling. Stop it. Take a breath, and then calmly and concisely explain whatever you Master wishes to know. And whatever he Needs to know about us. You are Not a child, not really, maturity is a necessity of your nature. You will Not fail Master!
-[X] Realize your not making sense and babbling. Stop it. Take a breath, and then calmly and concisely explain whatever you Master wishes to know. And whatever he Needs to know about us. You are Not a child, not really, maturity is a necessity of your nature. You will Not fail Master!
Puru 101
Qwaar
Jesus Christ how horrifying
Not very pleased with the way this one came out, will likely have a slight restructuring when I make a story only thread.
[X] Master is confused? But Master is Master. Explain to Master that Master is Master because Master feels like Master. If Master is not Master, then who is Master? Master can't not be Master!
-[X] Realize you're not making sense and babbling. Stop it. Take a breath, and then calmly and concisely explain whatever you Master wishes to know. And whatever he Needs to know about us. You are Not a child, not really, maturity is a necessity of your nature. You will Not fail Master!
Your Master appears to be perplexed with his title, but you do not understand how this could be. That purity of soul that you felt should have meant he could understand you right? There is no way he could not understand. "Does Master not know they are my Master? If you aren't my Master though, who is?!" You press a hand to your head, your headache flaring, a part of you reflexively rejecting the possibilities of this revelation. "You must be Master! Only Master has that light, Master can't not be Master!"
STRESS 7/30
Were you simply delusional, were you grasping on to a thread of hope that had already been severed? The questions and worries fall away though as you feel your Master has closed the distance, and is gently grasping your shoulders, as if to move to embrace. The hardened portions of his attire presumably prevent a proper embrace, and you are thankful for the gesture as it is. Calming yourself, and taking a few deep breaths, you feel your headache subside… for now.
"I am sorry Master, I expected too much too quickly." You calmly state, tolerating the feeling of uncomfortable tension as best you are able.
The doctor appears deep in thought, and his assistant stands near the bed, unsure of what he should do, or what is happening. He jolts slightly when your Master begins speaking again, letting go of your shoulders and standing now that it appears you have calmed, "Heavily dependent on Master figure. Shouldn't have been a surprise. The extent of her gene therapy was not medicinal, perhaps service related. Slave? Military application? Accelerated growth profile halted prior to adulthood. Curious." He rapidly taps a finger to his chin while he thinks, before launching into another bit of thought aloud, "Master role apparently tied to an imprinting type behavior, like some child rearing species. Not aware of humans ever developing such a trait."
Daniel seems to finally chose this moment to come out of his stupor to voice his own thoughts, "I was the one she probably saw first when she woke up though, and before that there were the mercenaries, and any other people she passed on the way here, why not imprint on them?" Turning towards you he seems to decide finally asking the primary source to be a decent idea, "Why are you so sure that Dr. Mordin is your Master?"
"Because he feels like Master." You answer clearly.
"How so? As caregiver? Again, interactions brief, seems unfit for deciding factor." He says skeptically.
"As a Newtype, even an replication, I can feel you. All of us could. Not as something like touch, but you. I can feel what makes you, you. You reached out for me, just as I was reaching out for you. You are Master." You calmly explain, your… new… Master is not human after all, he can't be expected to know all of the oddities of your race.
Your proclamation brings about an extended pause in the room, and the others minds are a flurry of activity you cannot hope to interpret. "You're implying that you possess telepathy?" the assistant asks, skeptical.
You are only partly successful at restraining your glare at the assistant, "Did I not already explain that my sisters and I were Newtypes? The Flanagan Institute produced Cyber Newtypes and their weapons as part of the Enhanced Human Program. We trusted each other implicitly, and understood without misconceptions." At least you thought you did… where did things with Ple-2 go so wrong?
"Ah, empathy? If true, tremendous implications, would explain unknown genetic tampering. Would provide unparalleled battlefield awareness. Still, inexcusable. Using children as soldiers. Ineffective combatants, unethical."
You tilt your head, confused, but otherwise do not change your expression, "I don't understand, where is the issue? This is what we were made for. Our Mobile Suits were also designed for our specific use."
The assistant seems to believe this a good time to begin sputtering, providing an unnecessary distraction to your explanation. Your Master feels as if he is similarly distressed, though he doesn't hesitate in asking his next question. "Made for? Engineered from birth then. Given repeated reference to siblings. Clones?"
"Yes, Elpeo Ple was the original, Ple One. Ple Two was a proof of concept, and each of us is an attempt at improvement. As Eight, I have a reduced dependency on medications for ensuring mental stability and reduction of nerve disorders. Twelve marked the end of the project and the greatest perceived success."
"So there are Eleven more of you on the station? Do they have 'Masters'?" Daniel asks, putting the title in as almost a derisive after though. You glare at him again, significantly more harshly this time, your fist clenching under the covers.
'Disgusting excuses for people, taking adv-' You briefly pull some actual words from his thoughts, but cannot continue concentrating. "My Master was not, 'disgusting', he was pure, as our Master should be!" You angrily shout at him. "There was only one master for us, and Two rejected that! Two rejected the one who we were there for, in the worst moment." Your eyes sting. The spineless wimp shrinks back in terror.
Your Master chooses to interject at this time, barely pushing down some element of shock. "Daniel said nothing of the sort. Better assistant than that. Please, erm, 'Eight.'"
Your clenched fist trembles with rage under the sheet, but you relent, your Master's orders are absolute, you trust him implicitly, but you know what you felt. Letting the anger bleed away as you face returns to an impassive calm, you regard your Master's face again and look him in the eyes. "Yes Master. I… apologize for my outburst. It was unprofessional. I've… been stressed, in the hours leading up to our meeting."
Your Master's relief is coming off of him in waves, and he pulls a stool up from near the computer consoles to sit next to you, having apparently tired of squatting. "I take it there was conflict? Falling out?"
He doesn't seem to comprehend the situation yet. A falling out in Mobile Suits? Did that just escape his focus somehow? Your Master may feel like a soldier, but he is heading a hospital apparently. Perhaps that is to blame for the misconceptions. A doctor is inherently more inclined towards helping people.
Is that a problem though…
[] There is no reason to bring up the scope of it, it would trouble your Master, and there is nothing that can be done.
[] Ple Two was supposed to be supporting our Master in combat, and she abandoned him. His death shocked all of us. You felt two of your sisters die, and should have died yourself. That betrayal may have left you alone had you not found your Master. He needs to know what that means to you.
[] Write-in
[X] Master is confused? But Master is Master. Explain to Master that Master is Master because Master feels like Master. If Master is not Master, then who is Master? Master can't not be Master!
-[X] Realize you're not making sense and babbling. Stop it. Take a breath, and then calmly and concisely explain whatever you Master wishes to know. And whatever he Needs to know about us. You are Not a child, not really, maturity is a necessity of your nature. You will Not fail Master!
Your Master appears to be perplexed with his title, but you do not understand how this could be. That purity of soul that you felt should have meant he could understand you right? There is no way he could not understand. "Does Master not know they are my Master? If you aren't my Master though, who is?!" You press a hand to your head, your headache flaring, a part of you reflexively rejecting the possibilities of this revelation. "You must be Master! Only Master has that light, Master can't not be Master!"
STRESS 7/30
Were you simply delusional, were you grasping on to a thread of hope that had already been severed? The questions and worries fall away though as you feel your Master has closed the distance, and is gently grasping your shoulders, as if to move to embrace. The hardened portions of his attire presumably prevent a proper embrace, and you are thankful for the gesture as it is. Calming yourself, and taking a few deep breaths, you feel your headache subside… for now.
"I am sorry Master, I expected too much too quickly." You calmly state, tolerating the feeling of uncomfortable tension as best you are able.
The doctor appears deep in thought, and his assistant stands near the bed, unsure of what he should do, or what is happening. He jolts slightly when your Master begins speaking again, letting go of your shoulders and standing now that it appears you have calmed, "Heavily dependent on Master figure. Shouldn't have been a surprise. The extent of her gene therapy was not medicinal, perhaps service related. Slave? Military application? Accelerated growth profile halted prior to adulthood. Curious." He rapidly taps a finger to his chin while he thinks, before launching into another bit of thought aloud, "Master role apparently tied to an imprinting type behavior, like some child rearing species. Not aware of humans ever developing such a trait."
Daniel seems to finally chose this moment to come out of his stupor to voice his own thoughts, "I was the one she probably saw first when she woke up though, and before that there were the mercenaries, and any other people she passed on the way here, why not imprint on them?" Turning towards you he seems to decide finally asking the primary source to be a decent idea, "Why are you so sure that Dr. Mordin is your Master?"
"Because he feels like Master." You answer clearly.
"How so? As caregiver? Again, interactions brief, seems unfit for deciding factor." He says skeptically.
"As a Newtype, even an replication, I can feel you. All of us could. Not as something like touch, but you. I can feel what makes you, you. You reached out for me, just as I was reaching out for you. You are Master." You calmly explain, your… new… Master is not human after all, he can't be expected to know all of the oddities of your race.
Your proclamation brings about an extended pause in the room, and the others minds are a flurry of activity you cannot hope to interpret. "You're implying that you possess telepathy?" the assistant asks, skeptical.
You are only partly successful at restraining your glare at the assistant, "Did I not already explain that my sisters and I were Newtypes? The Flanagan Institute produced Cyber Newtypes and their weapons as part of the Enhanced Human Program. We trusted each other implicitly, and understood without misconceptions." At least you thought you did… where did things with Ple-2 go so wrong?
"Ah, empathy? If true, tremendous implications, would explain unknown genetic tampering. Would provide unparalleled battlefield awareness. Still, inexcusable. Using children as soldiers. Ineffective combatants, unethical."
You tilt your head, confused, but otherwise do not change your expression, "I don't understand, where is the issue? This is what we were made for. Our Mobile Suits were also designed for our specific use."
The assistant seems to believe this a good time to begin sputtering, providing an unnecessary distraction to your explanation. Your Master feels as if he is similarly distressed, though he doesn't hesitate in asking his next question. "Made for? Engineered from birth then. Given repeated reference to siblings. Clones?"
"Yes, Elpeo Ple was the original, Ple One. Ple Two was a proof of concept, and each of us is an attempt at improvement. As Eight, I have a reduced dependency on medications for ensuring mental stability and reduction of nerve disorders. Twelve marked the end of the project and the greatest perceived success."
"So there are Eleven more of you on the station? Do they have 'Masters'?" Daniel asks, putting the title in as almost a derisive after though. You glare at him again, significantly more harshly this time, your fist clenching under the covers.
'Disgusting excuses for people, taking adv-' You briefly pull some actual words from his thoughts, but cannot continue concentrating. "My Master was not, 'disgusting', he was pure, as our Master should be!" You angrily shout at him. "There was only one master for us, and Two rejected that! Two rejected the one who we were there for, in the worst moment." Your eyes sting. The spineless wimp shrinks back in terror.
Your Master chooses to interject at this time, barely pushing down some element of shock. "Daniel said nothing of the sort. Better assistant than that. Please, erm, 'Eight.'"
Your clenched fist trembles with rage under the sheet, but you relent, your Master's orders are absolute, you trust him implicitly, but you know what you felt. Letting the anger bleed away as you face returns to an impassive calm, you regard your Master's face again and look him in the eyes. "Yes Master. I… apologize for my outburst. It was unprofessional. I've… been stressed, in the hours leading up to our meeting."
Your Master's relief is coming off of him in waves, and he pulls a stool up from near the computer consoles to sit next to you, having apparently tired of squatting. "I take it there was conflict? Falling out?"
He doesn't seem to comprehend the situation yet. A falling out in Mobile Suits? Did that just escape his focus somehow? Your Master may feel like a soldier, but he is heading a hospital apparently. Perhaps that is to blame for the misconceptions. A doctor is inherently more inclined towards helping people.
Is that a problem though…
[] There is no reason to bring up the scope of it, it would trouble your Master, and there is nothing that can be done.
[] Ple Two was supposed to be supporting our Master in combat, and she abandoned him. His death shocked all of us. You felt two of your sisters die, and should have died yourself. That betrayal may have left you alone had you not found your Master. He needs to know what that means to you.
[] Write-in
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BlindJustice15
Legally Blind Gamer
[X] Ple Two was supposed to be supporting our Master in combat, and she abandoned him. His death shocked all of us. You felt two of your sisters die, and should have died yourself. That betrayal may have left you alone had you not found your Master. He needs to know what that means to you.
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Qwaar
Jesus Christ how horrifying
Who? Ple has never heard of any 'Alliance.'
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opps got the gundam franchises mixed up.