Grue
滅亡迅雷
- Location
- -
I think MCATQuest has a solution to their woes right here, they just need to work out which action movie best covers this subject.
Usagi Quest (CK3/Princess Maker) (Sailor Moon)
Sailor_Skarro
The Lurker
Maybe The Matrix? Or Power Rangers cartoons.I think MCATQuest has a solution to their woes right here, they just need to work out which action movie best covers this subject.
NaanContributor
Provider of delicious flatbread, and nothing else.
- Location
- Hawaii
"Metallia damn it, I'm running a global operation to drain the public of its Life Energy and summon an eldritch demon goddess to destroy the entire solar system! Who do these small time villains think they are, trying to one-up me in the eyes of my fated nemeses with their "atrocities" and "systemic oppression"?! Amateurs, I'm the all-time record holder for genocide in the system, with trillions of innocent lives to my name! Hmph!"
- Beryl, probably
Really, given what canon showed us and the quest has showed us, I very much doubt that the Shitennou will all be in one place until the endgame of the Dark Kingdom arc. Remember, their #1 priority is getting Life Energy for their master, and such efforts need to be maintained globally.
Hmm, more likely we'll have one of the Dark Generals publicly challenge Sailor Moon to a duel, possibly by beating down a Precure villain and making them deliver the message for sheer classiness. Which is another reason I'm glad Usagi is going to be training next event, since her being the leader means she is the most likely to face such a challenge, especially with the Slumber Party likely revealing her true identity to the Dark Kingdom. Although it might be interesting for Usagi to pretend to be Venus while standing next to Sailor V, just to mess with people. Kunzite might start wondering if somehow Sailor V can summon her past self to help her, although he's perceptive enough he can probably see through that.
Hmm, more likely we'll have one of the Dark Generals publicly challenge Sailor Moon to a duel, possibly by beating down a Precure villain and making them deliver the message for sheer classiness. Which is another reason I'm glad Usagi is going to be training next event, since her being the leader means she is the most likely to face such a challenge, especially with the Slumber Party likely revealing her true identity to the Dark Kingdom. Although it might be interesting for Usagi to pretend to be Venus while standing next to Sailor V, just to mess with people. Kunzite might start wondering if somehow Sailor V can summon her past self to help her, although he's perceptive enough he can probably see through that.
- Location
- Vancouver
I'm curious what the other magical communities will do in response. America will almost certainly support MCAT (but might not have a lot of direct aid to lend), while it seems like Russia has hooks in the IMO already and might be willing to send in reinforcements to try and ensure they remain in control.
That is assuming they jump to the conclusion that the princess is the unknown moon senshi. Which isn't a given considering that the moon princess never actually fought in her life, and even Luna didn't connect the dots despite knowing artemis is with venus, thinking she was one of the princess's guard.
It might partially be the identity protection spell at work, but it still means that eliminating Venus as the mysterious moon scout wouldn't give a free identification of said mystery scout.
I was thinking he'd recognize her magic, since it seems to be unique to her, but that's a fair point. Jadeite had more opportunity to see it and didn't clue in until she basically told him. Although a possible reaction to her being a powerful unknown would be to assume she is Queen Selene reborn, which would terrify the Dark Kingdom since the Queen of the Moon Kingdom went head to head with Nehelenia and defeated her.
- Location
- Mid-Atlantic
Heh.
I quite agree. Furthermore, the Dark Kingdom has done things just as horrid as what Oblivion did here, putting people in filthy cages and draining them of that which they need to live. What the Crystal Seminar tried to do to Usagi, personally isn't really any better than what just happened here, for instance. The radio plot put I don't even know how many women into comas; the pet show plot put I don't know how many more people of all ages and sexes into comas. The talent show could well have culminated in the contestants going apeshit and murdering each other en masse given the way it was shaping up, if we hadn't stopped them.
If the Oblivion has managed to set up a plot this nasty, it is in large part because they just haven't faced as much concentrated aggro from us at the same high operational tempo that the Dark Kingdom has.
I mean, yes, and then again no.
See, as long as we're just blowing the fuck out of Dark Kingdom plots specifically within a 100-kilometer radius of Tokyo, the Dark Kingdom has a viable strategy for achieving their endgame in peace.
They have a working Plan B, even if it involves a very, very painful sacrifice for any anime villain faction to make:
Go literally anywhere on the planet that isn't Tokyo.
...
Ahem.
Anyway, if the Senshi are back in action but working entirely around Tokyo, then having the other three Shitennou continue life energy collection as if nothing was wrong is viable.
But if the Senshi are back in action and hopping around the globe, heaving a giant exploding Moon Tiara Brick through the windows of Dark Kingdom operations on entirely different continents... That's different. Then there's no path to victory for them that involves just ignoring us, or hoping that drip-feeding energy to purely local forces like Cendrillion's youma will keep us contained. Because they need, optimistically, many months to gather enough energy, and if we start pulling off an Operation Slumber Party against them every three weeks or so it's really going to put a dent in their plans.
Operation Slumber Party will probably do significant damage to the Dark Kingdom if we play our cards right. But it also represents a major escalation of the overall conflict, making us a global threat to our enemy, one that they cannot reasonably outflank.
We can probably get through Slumber Party without specifically outing Sailor Moon as the Moon Princess, although it will be obvious that she isn't Sailor Venus.
The catch is that Sailor Moon doesn't act very much like the Moon Princess, so the issue is still obscured and people may well be thinking "did Queen Selene somehow make a Sailor Senshi of the Moon and not tell us?"
Honestly, I doubt a reborn Queen Selene would act much like Sailor Moon either.
My money's still on the Dark Kingdom falling back on the conclusion "somehow Queen Selene made a Senshi out of one of her non-Senshi royal guards, and we didn't find out about her before the solar system got blasted at the end of the Fall."
Although at least one of the Shitennou might adopt the "I think that's the Moon Princess after some major personality changes" hypothesis.
Or, of course, Cendrillion might have overheard Sailor Moon all but confess that she was the Moon Princess to Jadeite. Or the Dark Kingdom might stage an operation to recapture Jadeite as a top priority and force the information out of him. Or I don't know what all.
At this point it is plausible that the Dark Kingdom will deduce Sailor Moon's being the reincarnated Moon Princess, but far from certain, I guess.
- Location
- Mobile, Alabama
... this assumes that Beryl would admit defeat to the one girl she hates most in the entire universe.They have a working Plan B, even if it involves a very, very painful sacrifice for any anime villain faction to make:
Go literally anywhere on the planet that isn't Tokyo.
To Forget is Not to Forgive - Part Final - A World of Reactions
Lunaryon
Dual Aurora Wave
- Pronouns
- She/Her
[X][Lotus] Extract
All across Tokyo there are hidden spaces that hold sensors and crystals to keep an eye on the magic of the city. At once they ring, at once they shine. They blare louder and louder until they crack. They flare brighter and stronger till they shatter.
Across all of Japan, Temple bells ring of their own accord, as winds pick up and ancient spirits stir a moment from their slumber, dreams disturbed by memories of another age.
All across the world Seers and Prophets, Oracles and Soothsayers give pause.
In a single temple, not even outside of Tokyo proper, a paper charm is jarred by the shock. It is but a moment that the power holding the charm is place is weakened, but even that is enough to dislodge the Ofuda. The paper falls to the ground. A door opens.
All the way across the world, a young man pauses. He blinks, and he looks up to the sky. Next to him, a tiny two tailed cat does the same.
And, of course, no matter where they are in Tokyo, each of the Sailor Senshi pause for a moment, as one turning their eyes off into the distance. Excuses find themselves falling past lips, no matter how illogical or impossible.
Their Princess Needs them.
The light of the moon shines down through the peaks of metal and glass that are the towers of New York City.
The skies are dark, but there isn't a star to be seen in the expansive sky. Not with the sheer amount of light pouring up from the streets. A door slams open, before a body is thrown full through the door.
The young man hits the ground, rolling over once until he lays there, eyes looking up at the empty sky. "AND STAY OUT! YA BUM!" A voice roars in English.
The young man doesn't answer, instead just laying there and breathing. "Man... this... this just ain't my night." The young man grumbles. His mind is addled with alcohol and drugs, but that's okay. That's the way that he prefers things.
If his mind is addled, if everything is blurred and dulled... Then the pain isn't there. If everything is warped through the lens of drunken fun, then he doesn't have to think. Because if he thinks then...
Then he remembers.
That is the last thing that Bach wants. He doesn't want to remember. He doesn't want to think or feel or anything. The worst part of it all is that he doesn't remember why he doesn't want to remember. He doesn't remember why he doesn't want to think. He doesn't remember why he doesn't want to feel.
All of those things have been sacrificed over his life. Why he sacrificed them, and what he got out of them...
Well, the man isn't sure. Not when his mind is twisted and addled the way that it is. All he knows is that he has to keep putting on foot in front of the other. Finally, after the long moments of just laying there on the sidewalk, Bach gives a long sigh. A flex of muscle and the young man throws himself up into air and rights himself, landing on his feet.
He looks forlornly at the pub which just threw him out. Goddess, what he wants most is to go back in there. It wouldn't be hard to charm the lot of them into giving him even more booze. But... that's the reason they tossed him out.
No cash. No dollars, no yen, no drachmas even. He's... broken.
Ah. No. He's broke. No money. The fact that he managed to get a good few hours and more than a few bottles without paying is... fine.
With a sigh Bach shakes his head and starts to wander through the streets, wobbling back and forth as he goes, but that's just because he's drunk. There's not enough of him left to keep himself stable.
That's a thought that the man has had before, but he can't remember enough of what he's lost to understand what it means for there to not be enough of him left. He is all that's left, and he doesn't have the slightest of ideas how long he's been here. It's hard to say.
Looking down at the olive skin of his arms... Bach can't be any more than twenty... thirty at the oldest right?
Then why is it that sometimes when he is almost sober that he looks at some of these stores, and he remembers the places that once were. The friends that are dead and gone. Just that little thought is enough to send shivers down the man's spine.
No.. No he needs... something. Anything to try and take the edge off his mind again. Oh... This is... This ain't far from Central Park. Was that bridge that could be used to find the Summer Court still there?
Bach pauses as for the first time in the longest time he tries to remember, but everything is so... busy and dizzy in his thoughts.
Wasn't that bridge torn down after that slump back in twenty eight?
That thought is idle, but it brings the young man up short, eyes sharpening. Twenty eight?
Nineteen Twenty Eight?
That... That can't be right?
The man looks down at his hands again. There aren't any wrinkles. No scars. Not that he can ever remember there being any. Nor does he remember forgetting to have any, so he must have not ever had any.
There is something in that thought, but Bach pushes it away. No, here he is, starting to burn through the last of the defenses that keep him safe. If he keeps thinking, then he'll remember.
If he remembers then he'll know what's missing. He'll know why he wants to forget. That is the last thing that the man wants. Searching through his pockets, Bach tries to find something, anything that he might have that could take a bit of the edge off.
Maybe if he's lucky there might be some old brownie with a little extra that he could have lost in his pockets that will make things better. After a few moments of searching deeper and deeper into his pockets, slowly the man pulls out an, half smoked blunt.
It isn't much. But it's enough. At least until Bach can find the next bar, or... better yet, there might be a college near here. A frat would be a great place to hang for a couple of years. A snap of the man's fingers and the tip of the blunt glows a golden orange as it ignites.
The man brings the blunt up to his mouth, getting ready to inhale, but before he has the chance-
A wave hits him, sending a shiver up his back. With a gasp of surprise the oldest man on the planet drops the blunt, eyes snapping up towards the still empty moon. For a long moment the ancient stands there, purple eyes locked on the silver light in the sky, even as his curly brown hair waves in a wind that only catches himself. Just above his brow aches where the horns that once curled free once were.
The moon is empty. There is no castle, there are no gardens. No carefree princess to tell stories of his journeys, no Queen to advise and if the moon is empty... then Jupit- all the rest will still be empty too.
The man is alone. Totally, entirely alone. There is not a soul left for him to speak to as an equal. Not a mind left to debate with. All that remains is the fear of the cold dark that has been waiting for him ever since the day that the skies inverted.
Then, the moment passes. Bach shakes his head. Looking down at the dropped blunt, the man sighs and shakes his head. Sure, he might be a twenty year old, but that doesn't mean that he'll take a blunt that's fallen to the ground.
There is a second where Bach wonders what it was he was thinking a moment ago, but it just sends a shiver down his spine. Whatever it was that he was thinking, it is something that he doesn't want to think about. Something he doesn't want to remember. There's got to be a bar around here that he can go and get something to drink.
Los Angeles is an absolutely beautiful city late at night, Bunny Brown thinks to herself as she looks out over the city towards the coast in the distance.
If only the city was peaceful. The girl stands high atop a sky scraper, taking a moment to carefully adjust the mask that she had made herself. The mask that she can remember from a time before she herself was alive.
It's all really weird, and Bunny doesn't exactly understand all of it, but her friend Amy did a lot to try and explain it to her. Of course, even with Amy explaining everything, Raye still teased her about not understanding.
Raye was so mean, and at times Bunny just couldn't stand it. But... Raye was still a friend, even if they bickered.
How couldn't she be a friend, given the things that the three had gone through together. There is a crackle at Bunny's ear. "Missy Moon, you hear me?" That's the sound of Raye- Ah. Bunny shakes her head, reminding herself that she has to call her friend by her superhero name when they are in costume. It's only been a week since Bunny first went out, and she still struggles to understand just how much her life has changed now. It was actually during that first day out facing off against one of the mutants that they called her Miss Moon. Bunny doesn't have an idea why, but she liked the name and took it as her own. All her friends then took the names of planets and not moons and completely ruined the theme!
"I hear you, Missy Mars." The girl responds, making sure to say the proper name and not Raye's own. There is a snort from the other end of the line, and Bunny can't help but think that the hispanic girl must have know what she was thinking. "What's up?"
"There's a shoot out on Olivia Street." The girl says. It really is lucky for Missy Moon that Missy Mars's father is a police officer, and the seventeen year old superheroine is thankful for it.
"Olivia street?" The girl asks to confirm, getting a grunt of acknowledgment from her friend and ally.
"Yep. There's also been a sighting of the Tuxedo Thief in the area." Missy Mars confirms, and there is a moment where Missy Moon pauses, trying to understand what the thief is doing there.
"There's not anything of ShieldCo in the area..." The girl mutters under her breath, trying to understand what her nemesis is doing there.
"Yeah there is," Amy- Missy Mercury cuts into the line. Bunny and Amy have been best friends for as long as the strawberry blonde superheroine can remember. Amy has always had a head for tech, taking apart things and putting them back together even better than they were before. The girl actually has her own computer, one she built from the smallest of scraps that the team has taken to calling the Mercury Net. It is actually that very computer genius who built the headsets that the team are using now out of parts of some of the damaged cellphones that her father's factory made. Of course, there is the question of if Amy broke the phones while they were on the line so her father would throw them out...
But that is a question that isn't even going to be asked out loud, because Amy hates it when people accuse her of doing illegal things. The girl also always has a very solid alibi when people ask about those things. If they are connected, Bunny very carefully doesn't think about it, because she values her best friend more than she values the law.
After all, if Bunny was a law abiding young woman, she wouldn't be here, getting ready to test out her best friend's newest invention. "ShieldCo held a banquet down near Olivia street not too long ago to celebrate the completion of the new Charity center not far from there. Maybe Tuxedo Thief wants something out of there?"
That's a possibility, but before they can even guess about that, they need to arrive on the scene in order to solve the problem. "...You're sure this thing will work?" Bunny asks, glancing over her shoulder at the long flowing cape that Amy gave her earlier in the day.
"Yes, Missy Moon. I know it will work. I've even tested it myself. Don't be such a baby." Missy Mercury says, and despite the light way that the girl teases, Bunny can hear a bit of hurt from her best friend not trusting her.
"Fine, fine. But if this is like the Spaghetti machine..." Bunny says, before she breaks into a full on sprint, leaping high into the air and off the edge of the towering building. After a moment gravity begins to take hold of the girl, and the solid eight foot tall leap begins to drop down, towards the ground stories and stories below. Reaching back, the girl grabs hold of the edge of the cloak, and with a flick of her wrist and a pulse of the superhuman power inside of her, Missy Moon's cape transforms into a pair of solid wings in the shape of a crescent moon. Now a glider, Missy Moon begins to soar across the sky.
With a holler of joy, Missy Moon can't help but reflect on the last week that the group has been training and working.
For the last week the three girls have been fighting against not only Crime, but a strange group of mutants calling themselves the Dark Agency, as well as trying to stop that crook Tuxedo Thief from stealing form ShieldCo. The girl's aren't entirely sure where their powers come from, but Raye thinks that they have been infused with the DNA of aliens from the rest of the solar system that died out long ago.
Bunny thinks that is a little silly, but it's not impossible. Tilting down, the girl dives closer down to the street level before leaning back and soaring even higher into the air than she was before. There is a moment where she look up, seeing the moon in the distance, before-
A wall of something SLAMS into Missy Moon, knocking the glider out of it's shape as the girl's eyes flash with light. There is a second where Missy Moon knows that the moon is all wrong. It is supposed to look different. It isn't supposed to be empty. That is all that she has time to think, before the screaming of her friends manage to pierce her mind, and Missy Moon realizes what is happening. grabbing hold of the cape, she manages to reform it into its glider form.
"What was that?" Missy Mars asks, trying to understand what it was that they all felt.
"I...I don't know." Missy Mercury responds. "Missy Moon, get down to the ground. That might happen again. I'm sorry... I, I thought it was ready."
Of course, that is the reason that Missy Moon is the boss and not the others. Amy is prone to panicking when things don't happen the way that she expects them to, becoming flustered and wanting to turtle up and start planning and tinkering and just continuing to sit there until she has managed to account for every possible happening, while Raye on the other hand may be loud, and she may like to argue with Bunny... The girl becomes completely frozen by choice paralysis if she is given too many options. "No." Missy Moon says. "There's a shoot out, I'm going to go and help."
The girls may not know where their strange powers come from, and they may not know what their destiny is going to be, but they are going to continue pushing to help the world in the ways that only they can.
Asahi is a completely ordinary young man. He was neither the top of his classes nor the bottom. He isn't rich, and he isn't poor.
the young man is, in nearly every perceivable way completely and totally ordinary. And, that is exactly how he likes it. He likes his boring and ordinary job in the Ministry, watching a network of sensors that only very rarely go off, he likes the fact that he can lean back and read the latest light novel instead of paying attention. He likes the fact that his girlfriend is from a well enough off family that they don't mind that he isn't rich.
He likes the fact that his boss is lazy and never comes down to the Sensor room.
Altogether, the young man isn't someone who stands out. Some might even call him boring. That's really there loss, because he has achieved what he wants in life. Three days a week he comes in and sits down and relaxes, and at the end of that he is paid enough that he has his own home, he has enough money to spend on gifts for his girlfriend, and enough to even go out to eat.
Really, there are only two major problems with the man's life. The first is that work is picking up. He's been hearing from his colleagues how the lights on the sensors have been lighting up more and more. God, all he can hope is that it doesn't happen on his shifts. He wants to relax.
Especially since he has to deal with the other major problem in his life. Asahi glances over across the way to the young woman is supposed to be watching the scannners. Her name is Hikari. Asahi doesn't know her family name, not with the way that the girl acts.
There, laying on her desk is a Hasamidachi. The Yokai aren't uncommon in work places such as this one. A Hasamidachi is a reptilian spirit that has a pair of scissor like cutting blades that grow out of their head like horns. The difference between the ones that Asahi has seen before, and the one on Hikari's desk is the fact that the one she has is unbound.
Normally, the yokai are bound by iron bands that keep them from moving. If someone has something that they need to cut, then they just put it between the blades, and the demon handles the rest. This however... Having a demon unbound inside of the Ministry building. Why... it's scandalous is what it is. How can that girl trust that beast not to try and kill her? It just utterly boggles the mind.
Then again, the girl has mentioned the True Equality Party before. It's enough to make any proper person sneer at the very idea of it. How could anyone actually think of treating those creatures like actual... people.
Of course, then there is the last... lesser issue that has been bothering the young man. There have been a lot of strange things going on of late, and Asahi doesn't know much about them. Entire blocks are being closed off and the Guardians won't let anyone in those areas. There are rumors spreading that there is some kind of Yokai rebellion going on...
Which only makes the existence of the True Equality Party even more ridiculous in the eyes of the man. If the Yokai are attacking people, then it is just... completely obvious that the Yokai are monsters, and they are not worth... anything really.
Hikari has to understand that... right? Asahi takes a moment to try and think of a way to explain this to the girl, and as he finally feels like he has gotten the kinds of words that might be able to explain things to the girl. He pushes his chair back, he stands up.
All hell brakes loose, there is a towering pulse of magic that roars through the room, and as one every single of the sensors come alight as every single magical sensors in Edo comes alive. Asahi stares at the wall that shows the gathered sensors, trying to understand what he is seeing.
He could actually feel the wall of magic that slammed into them, so every sensor trying to alert them before they all exploded. Asahi is near ready to panic, he... he needs to call someone. He needs to say something to someone. The Ministry has to know what is going on here!
Before Asahi has a chance to say anything, the door to the room is slammed open as a trio of Defenders storm into the room. "Everyone stay calm!" The defenders shout, and soon enough the young man who wants nothing more in life is being sent to meet with the Onogoro Emperor to explain what it is that he has seen. This... This was not the way that the man wanted his day to do.
Deep in the depths of the Egyptian Desert, there stands an ancient hut, hewn of stone and capped in steel, the building is barely able to fit two men side by side. If one were to manage to push through the heavy stone door and get inside of the hut, they would find a set of stairs.
The stairs go down, down, down, deep into the bowels of the earth. Deeper and deeper the stairs keep going, until they open up into a massive cavernous room of stone down below the dunes. Off to one side there is a fleeting chirping sounds as a Skyslip begins to charge, readying itself to activate. This is the Middle World, a place between the World of the Living and the Land of the Gods. This is where the Council that rules over Magical Egypt meet with the spell casters of their kingdom.
Sutekh sits upon his throne, looking down at the ant before him. The woman is dressed as one must before their god. Her humility is promising, as is the gift that she bears, but still...
An ant with a gift that raises it above all others is yet an ant. Today a meeting of the Gods has been called, for over the last few months line by line the pieces of a prophecy have been coming to pass. The four Dark are invading each a quarter of the globe. The Rising Sun finds itself enbroiled in turmoil of it's own making, The Far north stirs in it's slumber.
There are few lines left in this most ancient of prophecies, and it is one that the Gods have time and time again pondered. They ponder for they do not worry. They are gods before all. The greatest and most powerful beings in the whole of the world. There is not that can defeat them.
Saosis's Heir is raised in the Shadow of the Moon.
The Gods do not fear the name of their progenitor, nor they fear that fact that one such as Saosis could rise again. No. They fear this not, because they will make sure that it never comes to pass. Sutekh looks to his left, where Isis stares down at the ant before them. "Explain." The Goddess utters the single word, and the sheer force of the magic is enough to push the ant back, even as the weight of the goddess's will brings the ant to it's knees.
"There... There are rumors." The ant says, "Gods, Goddesses... Rumors of a magical warrior calling themselves Sailor Moon oft in the far land of Japan. If... If the Rising Sun embroiled in turmoil is Japan... then it is possible that the figure you seek may not be in Egypt."
That... That is something that Sutekh had not expected. It is... reasonable to assume that if the rest of the prophecy does indeed seek the rest of the world, then... could it be that even the one with the power of the Mother of Monsters could exist outside of Egypt...
The Cosmos Shall be righted, and the undeserving cast from their thrones under the sands
"Go." Sutekh says simply. Causing the ant to look up at the God. "If you believe that the one of the prophecy may be beyond the borders of Japan, then you must send for one to search and see beyond our halls. Now Go, and do not return before you know if your guess be true."
With a low bow, the ant flees the halls of the gods. Slowly, Sutekh looks around the room towards the rest of the gods. There are gaps among the thrones. So many gaps.
Too many gaps. Over the ages the gods have faded, they have weakened, but it is not for the Ants to know that. There is one throne before all others that Sutekh cannot bear himself to look at.
Astarte is gone. Not dead, but the other goddess refused the way that the Gods ruled over Egypt. She fought against him... She defeated him. Defeated the whole of the Pantheon. Even brought Ra low before her... Ra when he was at his peak, unstoppable... Astarte faced him head on, defeated him. Then...
She walked away. The other gods speak of the prophecy, but the King of the Gods barely finds himself caring. So long they have managed to keep control of the world, and this prophecy shall be no different - Just another challenge that is crushed beneath their heels. This is what it means to be atop the world.
Then, as if the very thought was enough to summon forth it... There comes a wave of magic that roils through the Middle World. The Skyslip is disrupted, shattering before the magic. The ants panic, but it is clear from the way that they move that such a wave was too frail for them to sense it.
Yet paradoxically strong enough to shatter the Skyslip... The magic must have been powerful at it's root. Sutekh isn't even sure if he would be able to - No. If such a thing can be achieved, then the King of the Gods can achieve it.
Cute, but not worth worrying about. That is what the King of the God tells himself as he and the other gods of Egypt watch the people try and understand what has happened.
Far, far to the North of Egypt, there is another ancient ruler that sits upon his throne. The Eternal Tsar of the Golden Library has had a very long day. Ivan looks down to the goblet of blood in his hand, as he gives it just the ever so slightest of swirls. It is days like these that make the man once known as Ivan the Terrible long for the eternal rest he was torn from so very, very long ago.
Or... if nothing else, it makes Ivan Vasilyevich long for the taste for... well, anything other than the blood that keeps him... Alive would be the wrong word, for the Eternal Tsar has been dead many times longer than he has been alive, but he is still moving, still ruling.
And... in a strange way, it was death that was kindest of the Lich King. No more was the man bound by the weaknesses of his flesh. No more did he have to fear the whispers of the ghosts that lived inside of his head. Without the blood that run through his veins, no more could it be brought to a boil.
It is days like these that leave the ancient Tsar wondering if he made the correct decision all the ages ago. It would not have been difficult to dislodge the second Romanov Tsar from the throne. He could have claimed all of Russia for himself. He could have carried that burden with the Divine Right that he held...
But... The Eternal Tsar shakes his skull, putting the thought to the side. The past is the past is the past. There is no changing what has happened before, and there is no taking back the actions that have been made. The Romanovs ruled over Russia well for a long time. Those without magic and without that right to rule have done well for themselves.
It is simply... hard to see that given the events of current. The Soviet Union is no more, the people of Russia are struggling beneath the changes coming to the world, even as some of them argue for a return to the past. Such is not possible. Thus it is the nature of great men, and more importantly great leaders to look at the changes that are coming to the world and make the decisions that need to be made.
Between the incursions of the Dark Kingdom and the Dark Agency that are coming into lands of Russia, and the rise of cellular telephones, digital cameras and the internet it is becoming harder and harder to hide away from the non-magical world.
Little by little, the Tsar is beginning to be convinced that the age of the Masquerade is coming to an end. Of course, many of the man's advisors and councilors do not agree. That's fine. The Eternal Tsar has all the time in the world. If his people are not ready to drop the Masquerade, then all he needs to do is begin to introduce the idea to the young of Magical Russia, teach them that it is inevitable that such a thing will happen, and over the following decades change the laws such that they are to his benefit. As they always are.
With a long laugh, Ivan IV raises his goblet high. "Long live the Tsar." He says simply, before taking a long drink. As he places the goblet down, there is a wave of power that runs through the Tsar's home, and Ivan realizes that is not something that people will be able to ignore. That is not something that will not be noticed.
It seems that ancient rulers plans for Russia will have to be accelerated.
All captives have been rescued from the Memory Den
All captives along with those within a 6 block radius appear to be suffering from Mana Doping with the exception of Miku Kenjou
Miku Kenjou's Sickness has been cured
The Mirror of Infinite Reflections has been confiscated by MCAT
A now Magicless Lotus Man has been taken into custody
A MAJOR BLOW HAS BEEN STRUCK AGAINST THE OBLIVION
MULTIPLE MAJOR FACTIONS ACROSS THE WORLD HAVE BEEN MADE AWARE THAT SOMETHING JUST HAPPENED
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Sailor_Skarro
The Lurker
Oh dear. Egypt wants Naru dead.
Well, we know which magical nation just jumped up our hitlist, behind the Dark Kingdom (do they count as a nation?) and Onogoro.
(Also, Onogoro continues to be speciesist and terrible, news at 11)
Well, we know which magical nation just jumped up our hitlist, behind the Dark Kingdom (do they count as a nation?) and Onogoro.
(Also, Onogoro continues to be speciesist and terrible, news at 11)
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FictionPack
Monochromatic Ursine
- Location
- Tennessee
- Pronouns
- He/Him
Bacchus!
God of wine and madness.
- Location
- Mobile, Alabama
And he has had a rough time since the Fall.
…you know, if we had context that would probably have been really interesting.
Excellent results. Odd that it doesn't mention who's custody LM is in.
Slightly annoying that MCAT stole another of our artefacts.
Good for them. By all indications none have any ability to ever work out what, so it is fairly inconsequential.
frozenchicken
Does not have a custom title.
Okay, the fact that American Sailor Moon is a thing is very weird.
I suppose it could be worse though. It could be Saban Moon.
I suppose it could be worse though. It could be Saban Moon.
OverReactionGuy
Verified Sanity
Broke my lurking once again just to say this.
That guy seriously has no sense for cause and effect. My god.
- Location
- Pittsburgh PA
- Pronouns
- He/Him
Time until a puny god moment... I'd guess two months. Should be enough time to handle the IMO before that point.
But anyway wow that was a real rollercoaster of an update.
But anyway wow that was a real rollercoaster of an update.
GoukaRyuu
Shadow Cabal Made Man
- Location
- New Jersey
I am sure Set will be unhappy with the visit from his (reincarnated) mother. Also, interesting that one of the Egyptian Pantheon left. That is a thread I will be interested to see picked up. Perhaps Astarte is already in Japan, and even if she isn't she soon will be.
There were a few grammatical errors I noticed. Do you want them pointed out?
There were a few grammatical errors I noticed. Do you want them pointed out?
Lunaryon
Dual Aurora Wave
- Pronouns
- She/Her
sure, this update was so much longer than I normally post, and it was still like, half the length I wanted but I could feel my writing getting worse as it went so I decided to shut it down
- Location
- Mobile, Alabama
Ok, so Bacchus is currently living a pitiful life as a homeless man; Astarte is AWOL after beating the shit out of the Gods of Egypt, who need a hard smackdown; IMO having a panic attack; American Sailor Moon is a thing? Really?; Undead!Ivan the Terrible is beginning to move in Magic Russia, which is concerning; and a whole lot of other things just got their attention grabbed.
This will be interesting.
This will be interesting.
FictionPack
Monochromatic Ursine
- Location
- Tennessee
- Pronouns
- He/Him
Paradoxically, the Tsar is the greatest threat because he is patient, smart, and manipulative, but also Moon or Kagome just looking at him would kill him sooo...
The Egyptian Gods are just awful, momma needs to come and ground them.
Bach....could use some help.
A major blow huh? How high up was Lotus Man?
The Egyptian Gods are just awful, momma needs to come and ground them.
Bach....could use some help.
A major blow huh? How high up was Lotus Man?
Roadie
A plate full of blins and a cat nearby.
I wonder if there's some Elder Scrolls-style mantling/avatars going on here, with with the Scouts so metaphysically significant that echoes of their roles are spontaneously appearing in other places around the world where some righteous butt-kicking is necessary.