You take a stick from the proferred pack, murmuring thanks the very same moment you light up with a metallic snap of your inventory-drawn zippo. The calming effect of the nicotine immediately helping to settle your nerves, wracked as they've become after your encounter with Pinky. ...Christ, she really did a number on you there, didn't she. You won't be sleeping well tonight, that much you know."You needed that, huh? I can tell." Vintage remarks as she takes a pull from her own cigarette, her lips pursing delicately over the mouthpiece of her slim black pipette. Her dainty fingers holding the fragile-looking stalk of ebony between them with an almost mesmerizing grace. "Abysmally filthy habit, really, but one that all Warmasters pick up sooner or later, considering how stressful it is being chosen to wear the hat. It's stressful enough that people just...well, go crazy. Or Witch Out. Or both." She turns to the side to blow the smoke away from you - a gesture that you would've probably called her out on for being unnecessarily polite, if you hadn't recognized it first as one made out of pure reflex. Most likely borne from smoking in the company of militant non-smokers, the sort that would wrinkle their nose or press a handkerchief to their face the moment you lit up. The very picture of sphincter-clenching, white-knuckled, squinty-eyed passive-aggression.
>>34645041...That's actually sad, when you think about it. The Equerry of the most powerful Officio in the world, powerful enough to warrant an actual fucking moonbase - and she can't even smoke without having to care where the smoke ends up? You'd think she'd be able to at least indulge herself freely without being guilted into being considerate....Jesus. Is that what's going to happen to you? Christ, not like you didn't have enough reasons to hate this job already."Alcohol's a nice enough poison to kill your sorrows with, I'll grant you." Vintage inhales another mouthful of smoke, before gesturing towards you with the willowy stalk of her cigarette holder. "But seeing as you need to keep up appearances for the rest of your Officio, and that never stops even when you're behind closed doors, well..." The Equerry shakes her head. "You dry out sooner than later. And then you'll really wish that you never got that promotion."...Vintage opens her mouth to talk again, before seemingly coming to the realization that she'd been the only one talking ever since she offered you a cigarette. "...Listen to me, will you?" She shakes her head mournfully, the motion dislodging Reginald from its perch on her scalp, the nearly-spherical raptor squawking in derision. "We haven't even finished sharing a single cigarette together and already I'm bending your ear with things you probably already know, or just about to." An apologetic smile curls the Equerry's lips as she takes yet another deep pull. "I apologize. It's the whole...being away from actual human company for too long, again. It takes me a few days to relearn everything."The shorter Magical Girl lets out the smoke she'd inhaled in a sigh, before looking up at you again. The smile returning to her face. "...Everything, including the bit where I realize that you've been patiently waiting for me to get to the point. Why I called you out here, tearing you away from your party."[1/2]
>>34645069You nod, confirming her suspicions. ...Yeah, you've been waiting for her, sure."Well, we'll get to that soon enough. Just give me a bit more time to savor this moment...feel the old stomping ground underneath my feet again." Another smile, this time much more genuine than her last one. "There's nothing like it, you know. Nothing like it at all."Like what?"Being home." ...Ah. Well, Sayaka did say she was a former Warmaster, so...yeah. The nostalgia's probably getting to her. That's understandable, you suppose.You wonder if you'll ever live long enough to be able to do the same thing.And then, apropos of nothing, she tugs on your sleeve, once - before hobbling forward on her cane. Making her way towards the elevators in a slow, leisurely walk. "Come on. Show me around, Warmaster. I want to see what's changed from the last time I dropped by." ...What? So you're a tour guide now? But your ratification--"We'll be back in time for everything that should occur TO occur, Warmaster, I promise you that. Takane-san has a special talent of being able to keep everyone occupied for hours." She continues to hobble down the corridor, leaving you behind. "She does a very rousing beatbox, you know."Beatboxing? What? Since when did idols beatboxed? ...Wait, you're getting left behind!What do you do?Play along. ...Maybe you'll learn something from her on the way.I don't really have time for this. Can't we cut this short?
>>34645107Best_time_of_day.jpg![x] Play along. Let's learn something.
>>34645107>[x]Play along. ...Maybe you'll learn something from her on the way.
>>34645107>[x]Play along. ...Maybe you'll learn something from her on the way.Fine, fine!
>>34645107Oh boy! Its time for Magical Girl Persona Quest!
>>34645153Wow how rude. Mai angel is hard as hell.
>>34645107>Play along. ...Maybe you'll learn something from her on the way.Let's go, Mr Driver.
>>34645107>[X]Play along. ...Maybe you'll learn something from her on the way.
>>34645107>[X]Play along. ...Maybe you'll learn something from her on the way.Time for PLOT
>>34645107[X]Play along. ...Maybe you'll learn something from her on the way.keep a certain level of guard up though, Heed Sayaka's warning.
>>34645107>[X]Play along. ...Maybe you'll learn something from her on the way.The most exciting time of the day!
>>34645166>midori>hardshe's pleasantly squishy
>>34645153The Hat will not be amused with you bashing his waifu.
>>34645153Goddamn that gaze. So alluring. I'm saying I'm harder than neutrium>>34645107Ha! Now I want to know the description for other modo.
>>34645041> The very picture of sphincter-clenching, white-knuckled, squinty-eyed passive-aggression REMOVE SMOKERSREMOVE SMOKERS[x] play along
>>34645041[X]Play along. Let's learn something.(Image courtesy of Trash)
>>34645197Think you fucked up there Anon.
>>34645107[x]Play along. ...Maybe you'll learn something from her on the way.Maybe we can get some Warmastering advice. She used to be Warmaster of the Ninth, and was good enough to be promoted to Equerry of the First. Christ, is being a member of any Earthbound Officio like being a viola player to the First's violinist section?
>>34645107>[x]Play along. ...Maybe you'll learn something from her on the way.a
>>34645107[X]Play along. ...Maybe you'll learn something from her on the way.
>[x]Play along. ...Maybe you'll learn something from her on the way.
>>34645107>Play along. ...Maybe you'll learn something from her on the way.
I like Vintage's design, it's really nifty. But what's the deal with that flower/purity seal she wears on her hair?
>>34645107>Play along. ...Maybe you'll learn something from her on the way.When the Equerry with the fucking MOONBASE asks you for a moment of your time, you can put the tedious idol/ceremony business on hold.
>>34645107>>34645197Midori ModeWendy ModeIori ModePinky ModeMumi ModeRuri Mode
>ping Midori"Having a friendly private chart with the First. If I'm not back in an hour, tell Kyuubey to nuke the moon"
>>34645290It's a Japanese hair comb/pin. Part of the fancy kimono ensemble, but Decu added a purity seal instead of beads. If someone has Enishi's design sketch handy, I used a similar pin in her concept design
>>34645238>>34645197>>34645193>>34645166Technically, it is true. Waifuing Midorin didn't take much effort at all. Don't get me wrong. I like Midori. I just like poking fun at her too. She's squishy like that.
>>34645317What about NECO Mode, cat?
>>34645317>>34645197>Midori Mode>Wendy Mode>Iori Mode>Pinky Mode>Mumi ModeI have no argument with this assessment.
>>34645345Harder than Ruri mode - you have to get her to respect you first.
>>34645341Waifuing Midori took two years of butting heads with Decu. And we get Wendy shoved in our face at every opportunity. I think you got it backwards
>>34645345That's MGNQ:Golden. NECO would be Marie. Shoe horned into everything. Fatlus' Lightning.
>>34645361Bull, I remember the scene where you were disappointed when Chiaki didn't want to punish you beneath the sheets.
>>34645317Mumi confirmed for BBEG. REMOVE MUMI
>>34645380There's more to a route than sleeping with someone, nya~
>>34645380She's a hack, nyanon. She would do anything for a scoop.
>>34645361Cat. Shoot yourself. Some good might come out of it.
>>34645385If Decuddly reads these comments, even occasionally, he'd know that a lot of the following think this or something similar.I don't think he'll be that obvious.
>>34645317Dammit now I want to go on the Idol modes>>34645375In MGNQ:Golden can we get the option to becomes friends with the dolls and/or the Transcendent one?
>>34645413I dunnyo, anyan. The last time someone tried to shoot me it turned into a big cheesy guilt trip speech. That's nyot my style.
>>34645367...Are you high?Midori had a crush on us before we even met her. She followed us around like a puppy pretty much instantly.
>>34645469Yes, but Decu wanted us with Wendy Oldbag
>>34645469>infatuation = relationshipWell done there stalkernon.
>>34645497>implying there's a real difference in the grand scheme of things
>>34645442Do it cat. Witch out. I dare you. Do it faggit.
>>34645469And it's taken us two years to get anywhere with Midori while we get Wendy shoved in our face every other scene. What's your point?
>>34645523She needs to be a magical girl to do that. Sofar, her only connection to Magical Girls is being infatuated with Malal.
>>34645529>Not liking Midori until she put outFor shame, anon.
>>34645529To be fair, it's taken years to do a lot of stuff. I love this quest but the pacing is slow.
>>34645578How will Midori die?
>>34645675Quality takes longer.
>>34645688Autoerotic kneecappingShe'll bleed out
>>34645069>...already know, or just about to.">Since when did idols beatboxed?Slow down a bit, sempai. You're slipping up more than usual today!
i missed the last two drawthread, can someone post mgnq related stuff please
>>34645675>Yuma was a year agoit's like we'rereally on a boat
>>34646020Better off not doing that, we'd reach 300 posts too quickly.But this is my favourite.
>>34646055Isn't it wonderful
>>34646020I did a banchou Chiaki which I thought turned out pretty nicely if anybody wants to post it
>>34646161I'd actually love to see a set of these, with delinquent Midori and gangbanger Wendy or something.
>>34646195Why would Chiaki needs a chest-binder?What's there to bind?
>>34646195Wendy gets gangbanged enough already.
>>34646195Souji with a white suit, pink shirt with massive lapels, doing a bump of coke off of Kharns ass
>>34646195O-oh. Oh my.Excellent work, Hat-chan.
>>34646195I should have some time this weekend. Remind me on Sunday. >>34646214Chiaki is small, not flat. Well, kinda flat. Rea is super flat, though
>>34646261I'll try to remember!
>>34646261That's cause Rea and the other Imoutos are Imouto-tier. If they were any flatter, they'd be concave. Chiaki have no such excuses!
>>34646284Rea is like seventeen, anon. She's older than Kumatora and around the same age as Midori. She's just tiny.
>>34646308Why is she so tiny? Did it have something to do with Kirika?
>>34646308she's small for the same reasons Midori is tall and Chiaki is noodly.
I made a thing two weeks ago because I thought it would be useful.Then I realized it wasn't very useful.Oh well.
>>34646420Didn't Midori wish for her family's business to be successful?
>>34645131 >>34645139 >>34645169 >>34645180...Fine. You decide to play along for now. After all, it's not everyday that you get to play tour guide for someone who's not only a former Warmaster of your own Officio, but also someone who managed a high-ranking position in The First. Who knows, maybe you'll even learn something along the way, a cheap trick or two to make it easier on you, and the Officio you're going to try your best not to run into the fucking ground.And so, with the Warmaster's Hat on your head and a half-spent cigarette on your lips, you give The Equerry of the First, Karasawa Vintage, a tour of the Ninth Officio Assassinorum Headquarters. Due to your ratification ceremony, the place is thankfully deserted, which meant that no one had to hear you mumble and stumble around some places that you've forgotten about, and places that you never even realized existed until Vintage herself directed you to them. Despite your obvious lackluster performance as an impromptu tour guide, the Equerry seems to be having fun, with affectionate sighs and gleeful giggling coming from her in equal measure whenever the both of you passed by something that sparked her interest. And you learned why, too. She made sure you did. Like how one of the Silent Rooms - particularly the Silent Room beside the one where Midori had been held captive - was where Vintage had tortured her own share of prisoners, breaking them to the point of Witching Out and murdering them before they could complete the transformation. Or how a particular equipment storage room in the Eversor Wing had been a popular makeout spot, not only for amorous Eversors, but for ALL ranks. This was because the storage itself had been a Silent Room previously - and while the machinery involved had been deactivated and stripped away from the room, it somehow obtained a few...peculiarities. [1/2]
>>34646420I thought Midori wished to be loved.
>>34646439I thought she was doing MG work to support it?Though it does sound like Hanegawa's is rather popular...
>>34646439I have no idea. If people think the chart would actually be useful I can update it easily, but I do not know all the wishes.
>>34646454 One of which was the ability to make anyone inside to effectively 'disappear' from hawk-eyed Rank Leaders eager to prevent any flagrant instance of fraternization."We even organized a schedule for it, for those of us in the know. To eliminate any chances of bursting in on someone unexpectedly and all that." Vintage smiles wistfully, her dainty fingers brushing upon the storage room's doorknob. "We got away with it for three years before a Vanus ratted us out. Three months of menial duty for that one."...And what happened to the Vanus? You found yourself asking, after you scribble down the storage room's location on your journal. The one that ratted them out?Vintage's only answer here is another smile, her eyes glittering darkly behind her glasses, before hobbling onward. You shake your head at this, before following suit, shoving your journal back into your inventory.You could probably guess, anyway. From what you can remember from Mami and Kharn, the Officio wasn't as...clean-cut back then, when the system itself was still young. Not as regulated. Not as disciplined. Not as safe."I may as well ask, since I'm all but dragging you along this trip down memory lane." The Equerry of the First suddenly pipes up, acting as if she hadn't just left you hanging a moment earlier. "How are you holding up so far, as Warmaster? I realize it hasn't been long since you assumed the rank, but are you acclimatizing well to your duties?"How do you respond?I'm taking it one day at a time. I'm...not really sure I'm cut out for this, but I'm trying.It's a bum rap, I've been framed.I can't wait to do more paperwork. It's all I do now.
>>34646439We don't know the exact wording, but Midori's seemed to be something along the lines of "to be loved".
>>34646420It could be very handy if it's more comprehensive, anon! Just need to scour old writefags' answers and such for their meguca's wishes.>Wendy's wish>Become best girl>She should demand a refund from her cat, it's a fraud.
>>34646483>[X]I'm taking it one day at a time. I'm...not really sure I'm cut out for this, but I'm trying.
>>34646483>[x]I'm taking it one day at a time. I'm...not really sure I'm cut out for this, but I'm trying.
>>34646483[X]I'm taking it one day at a time. I'm...not really sure I'm cut out for this, but I'm trying.I'm fine with the other too.
>>34646483>[x]It's a bum rap, I've been framed.>Max Payne referencemfw
>>34646483>[X]I can't wait to do more paperwork. It's all I do now.Maybe she'll give some sort of advice..?
>>34646483>[x]I can't wait to do more paperwork. It's all I do now.a
>>34646483[x]It's a bum rap, I've been framed.FRAMED BY MAMIREMOVE MAMI
>>34646483>[X]I can't wait to do more paperwork. It's all I do now.we are a watch wearing dildo
>>34646483>[X]I can't wait to do more paperwork. It's all I do now.
>>34646483>[x]I can't wait to do more paperwork. It's all I do now.deadpan
>>34646465>>34646439>>34646420During the interrogation in the Silent Room Midori claimed that she was in an accident and her wish was to heal her legs or something. But she also lied about her Family-name back then so it might have been a lie as well.Especially since in the Siberia arc she implied that her wish was silly and that she would never tell Chiaki because she is afraid Chiaki would make fun of her.
>>34646483>It's a bum rap, I've been framed.I'm actually amazed that I've just about made it to ratification.
>>34646483>[x]I can't wait to do more paperwork. It's all I do now.
>>34646483>[X]I'm taking it one day at a time. I'm...not really sure I'm cut out for this, but I'm trying.>[X]Kneecapping idiots is fun though.
>>34646483>I can't wait to do more paperwork. It's all I do now.
>>34646483>[X]It's a bum rap, I've been framed.
>>34646483>[x]It's a bum rap, I've been framed.
>>34646483[x]I can't wait to do more paperwork. It's all I do now.I do hope we will do a better job of protecting whistleblowers who bring security lapses to light, instead of letting them get raped to death by their former friends.
>>34646483[x] It's a bum rap, I've been framed.
>>34646483>>[x]It's a bum rap, I've been framed.
>>34646483[x] I can't WAIT to do more paperwork. It's ALL I do now. It LITERALLY brings me to throes of PASSION. I just LOVE the feeling of stationery in my hands and properly signing EACH and EVERY form feels practically ORGASMIC.With sarcasm dialed to 9001.
>>34646483>It's a bum rap, I've been framed.Claim your revenge! Start with the king who seduced your mother and cuckolded he who should have been your father. The aunt who neglected you and then feared you when you came into power. The friends who turned on you. The village that cast you out, the bandits who tried to kill you, the informants who framed you, the camp commandant who blackmailed you, the refugees who tried to make you what you weren't, the petty officials who forced you into outlawry, the authorities who hunted you like an animal, the lovers who betrayed you, the followers who deserted you, the nobles who thought you beneath their contempt, the mediocrities who ordered you about, the aristocrats who wanted you for what you were not, the elf-lady who dared not love you, the populace who all against your will made you king! What do you owe any of them but pain to match your own? They all - all! - made you suffer when the power was theirs. Why should you retrain from responding in kind now that you have the upper hand? What have you ever known in this world but ugliness and wickedness and violence? You tried kindness, and what did that get you? The world responds to nothing but the whip. Lay on, then, with all your might, and make it bleed!
>>34646697What. I'm an uncultured pleb, anon, is that supposed to reference anything?
>>34646483>>It's a bum rap, I've been framed.
>>34646717Quick google search says page 311 of a book called 'The Dragons of Babel'.I have no idea what it is.
>>34646717machiavellian truth. With a dash of nietzschean bullshit.it's all a lie anyways.
[X] Somebody's ambushing the Polecats.
[X] It's a bum rap, I've been framed.>>34646562Could you find sauce on that? Don't thing I remember anything of the sort.From what barrier arc hints at, Midori's wish seems to have been in the lines of "I want to be special (like someone)"
>>34646483>[X]I can't wait to do more paperwork. It's all I do now.Maximum Sincerity Mode
>>34646844Midori's wish was something bullshit like *i wish to live* or something. iirc she was in a traffic accident and was about to die.
>>34646866That was Mami's, you doink.
>>34646866That was Canon Mami.
>>34646882Midori's Midoris are comparable to Mami's Mamis, so I think it's understandable to get them confused.
>>34646866Either you confused Midori and Mami or Kyuubey is organizing traffic accidents to boost recruitment rates.
>>34646912Except that Kyuubey wasn't Midori's original Incubator
>>34646924I wouldn't put it past Jyuubey, though.
Here's how we win MGNQ:We kill Vintage. The First will declare war on us, then we declare war on them. We make it look like an act of self-defense, leading to a schism between the Officios, leading to Officio War One. Chaos ensues around the world, and all the renegade meguca factions come out of hiding to take revenge while they can. War also ensures that every Officio will use their most powerful asset in order to win, bringing all the Golden Weapons out of hiding. If non-Officio megucas/non-megucas have some, then they'll be found and taken because they're powerful. Using Chiaki's ability/Pinky's help, we win, and we kill Pinky.NOTHING CAN GO WRONG
Actually, this anon is right >>34646866Midori said she was hit by a truck while out on delivery. She was in the hospital when Jyubey offered her a wish.
>>34646912>Aaaanndd let's make all the traffic lights in this part of town green.
>>34646912>>34646924I wouldn't put it past Dicbutt.
>>34646952This assumes we survive long enough to make this happen. I strongly suspect that the 20 girls in the First are entirely capable of crushing the Ninth before the schism has an opportunity to finish forming in the first place. This is not an engagement we can with with power.
>>34646985Hell, it's debateable whether we could kill Vintage. Given that her bird has already demonstrated it's capable of ridiculous speeds, that's two on one odds.One doesn't get to be as old a Meguca as Mami or Vintage without knowing a few tricks. Even with time stop, I honestly wouldn't want to try and predict an outcome to this.
>>34646985Its always been a bit unclear to me how they can be so powerfull that just one or two can kill entire officios.If Chiaki activates her time stop now, pulls out that mini-nuke and shoots Vintage with it at point blank range, how will Vintage survive?
>>34647077Because Deculture loves hyperbole.
>>34647077She doesn't, but in that case, the Officio is already dead.
>>34647077how u know that's really vintage?
>>34647077If it wasn't for Pinky, the power to stop time would by First-tier.And the user is a useless good for nothing.
>>34647077As long as her soul gem survives, she'll live.So, if one had the means to recall the soul gem in times of crisis, for example (and bearing in mind the 1st is has incredible tech, including teleportation, then there's no reason she couldn't be reconsituted somewhere else.Just off the top of my head.A better question is, how would WE survive it?
>>34647123Valid point. Chiaki pre-Pinky could singlehandedly take out entire squads easily as shown in the Kharn flashback.I guess it might make sense if all in the first have powers equally hax as timestop. I wonder what Vintages power is.
>>34647119could be fake, double or illusion
>>34647119She knows the Officio better than we do, that she's an ex-ninther, and is recognised by half the Warmaster's Office, and that we have several adept Callidus.Aside from all that? We don't, really.
>>34647077The obvious counter to time stop that everyone as accomplished as Vintage is aware of is that you don't let her use the time stop.It requires a fairly blatant gesture to use, giving anyone plenty of time, especially if you have already seen it once. That's not even touching on how Mami had dealt with it in Rebellion.
>>34647139If that were the case, then the meguca in the First would not be in any way special, and it would only be the supertech of the first that would always save them.The implication I have is that the warmaster of the first could just walk inside the ninth officio, and singlehandedly kill everyone, with nothing but her own skills.But then, Homura could indeed have done just that when her timestop was fully working so I guess its plausible.
>>34647077If it gives you a better scale to their power, Nanoha is in the 1st. If she wanted to, she could wipe out a city EASY. But she only does that when the city has been evacuated and all the paperwork filled out.Granted, time stop is crazy strong. But just being able to stop time isn't enough for some of the more broken magical girls. Or other reality warpers.
>>34647228That's just an example, not a fact. It is ONE way in which they might be significantly more powerful than the average officio.There could be others. They could be using several at once.>>34647228>The implication I have is that the warmaster of the first could just walk inside the ninth officio, and singlehandedly kill everyone, with nothing but her own skills.Many MG's have bullshit hax. The first gets first dibs on pretty much everyone that powerful, and has arguably the best tech-base to back it up.
You know, even not, I'm not sure Mami's approach of "kill all meguca" back in Timeline 3 was actually the wrong one.
>>34647378"kill all meguca" might be plausible approach under some twisted way of thinking, but that was just an emotional overreaction starting with her friends. It only means anything if you try to kill ALL of them, and starting there makes that an unlikely goal.
So, question since I have to go to work. If we wanted to submit a write-up, who/where would we send it to?
>>34647535I can think of one person trying something like that...
>>34647539I guess DMs require mutual following. Probably just mention him on there and work it out that way, or I guess his email at yak.deculture.no.future at gmail dot com.
>>34646697I formatted it, gave it context, and found a more appropriate picture.Claim your revenge! Start with the Goddess who scorned you and detested you after you saved her - again!The mentor who claimed to love you, yet betrayed you for her own purposes. The friends who lied you. The churches that cast you out, the bastards who tried to kill you, the informants who flout you, the idols who loved you, and disgraced you when you loved them not, the authorities who hunted you like an animal, the lovers who were too weak to come after you, the followers who deserted you, the nobles who thought you beneath their contempt, the mediocrities who ordered you about, the lady who dared not love you, the populace who all against your will made you king! What do you owe any of them but pain to match your own? They all - all! - made you suffer when the power was theirs. Why should you retrain from responding in kind now that you have the upper hand? What have you ever known in this world but ugliness and wickedness and violence? You tried kindness, and what did that get you? The world responds to nothing but the whip. Lay on, then, with all your might, and MAKE. IT. BLEED!
>>34647653Thanks, much appreciated.
Initiate Decu summoning procedure. Posting Legs.
It's worth noting that the writer considered Homura's power the Least Powerful of the original 5. Consider this, if you will.
>>34648017I would suppose that based on Homura being forced to use modern weapons and equipment, with all the limitations that imposes, whereas the other girls have magical weapons, suited to killing witches.
>>34648127That and Urobuchi can be a bit of an idiot when it comes to the potential applications of powers that don't directly affect his HEALING WRITING.
>>34648017It's a force multiplier, really. Homura's power will make a huge difference when combined with any other magical girls power set, but in and of itself Time Stop isn't inherentlty an offensive power.However, Homu had all the time in the world to "git gud" with it.
>>34648017Pretty much this;>>34648127Homura was suited to killing Megucas who were unaware of her abilities more than Witches. Least offensively powerful, but I'd still take her ability over any of the others.Not as it is in MGNQ mind.
>>34648017her time-stop hax allows unlimited potentials though
>>34648127We could compare her time stop to other time stops. Specifically the fact that it can be trumped by a length of string.Other time manipulators I can think of have far more control over who and what is being manipulated. Or can cause spatial anomalies by halfway dragging things into the time warp.
>>34648242To be fair, the Bag of Holding side effect is very nice, though.
>>34646020I saved some more.
>>34648017You know nothing, Anon-kun.Homuhomu confirmed for best girl.
>>34648316I wonder why Homura does not just store a huge battleship or something else weighing thousands of tons in the hammerspace, and then basically pull it out so it crushes the target, then put it back in, then pull it out again, and repeat as needed.Basically use the eiffel tower or something as a club or something.
>>34648316>>34648351Yeah, she really does have a nice bag o holding. But it's not something time warpers usually need. As they can just take their time and recycle the knives they were throwing or some shit like that. The bag is there to help deal with the fact that her time stop is really fucking unstable. To mitigate the limited time she can use it before witching out.
>>34646535 >>34646543 >>34646550 >>34646552Acclimatizing well to your duties? You consider the question as you echo it quietly. Well, if she's talking about paperwork, then sure. You're acclimatizing the fuck out of your duties then. It's all you do, now. In fact, you can't wait for the ceremony to conclude, so you can get back to your office, sit your ass back down on your chair and do some more paperwork. Read, sign, stamp. Read, sign, stamp. Ad fucking nauseam. Paperwork, all day, every day. Until the sun goes out, until the stars themselves wink out of fucking existence--"Alright, alright, you've made your point." Vintage chuckles. "Dear me, I never thought I'd find someone who hates paperwork as much as I do. Maybe even more, from the way you were snarling." She shakes her head as the both of you continue to make your way down one of the headquarters' many corridors.There's a brief silence here, one filled with the sound of footsteps and the tap, tap, tap of a walking cane - before the Equerry of the First speaks again. "Paperwork is...well, I won't lie, it's one of the most distasteful things you'll ever do as Warmaster. It's tedious, it's boring, and when you get up off your seat at the end of the day you'll hear cracks and pops from places in your body that you never thought could crack and pop in such a manner." She makes a face. "...But it's not unimportant work. It's as vital to the Officio as a good sword hand for an Eversor, or a clear line of sight for a Vindicare. Any Warmaster who forgets that quickly learns the hard way - and it's usually with their entire Officio ripped clean away from underneath them, before being folded into other, more well-managed Officios."Vintage nods here. "Sometimes, paperwork can win wars just as easily as a well-placed shot from a vantage point a mile away."[1/2]
>>34648344Who's that on the left?
>>34648401...Huh. Really? Paperwork is THAT important? You figured it was, but not to that extent--"No, of course it isn't." The kimono-clad Karasawa laughs. "That was an exaggeration."You frown here. Then why the fuck--"To make sure you're listening. You are, so that's good." Perched upon her shoulder, the fat raven - or crow, you forget which - named Reginald turns its head to stare at you with its beady crimson eyes. "Now, seriously this time, paperwork is important to the Officio. It's important that the Warmaster knows how to deal with it in some capacity. But at the same time, the Warmaster doesn't need to always be swamped in it. She doesn't need to suffer it every day, as she has more important things to do than push bits of paper around."...So what is she saying, then? That you get someone to handle the paperwork for you? Because Mami already handles most of the bulk of it, you only get around five percent or something--"A small amount, but nevertheless a small amount of the entire thing. Which means you had to deal with a substantial pile that you didn't necessarily have to look at." Vintage nods. "Have Tomoe Mami give you the most important ones, and let her handle the rest. Then, have her report to you at the end of every day for anything that needs to be brought to your attention - be it a problematic client, or supplies not coming in as fast as they should be. Anything that needs your authorization."If this is done regularly enough, you'll establish a routine where all the important decisions you need to make will be on your table in the morning, and all the other, less important ones you can mull over later - when you're relaxed enough to think clearly, and in the presence of someone who has all the figures you need to make a decision."...Huh. That...well, that doesn't sound so bad.[2/3]
>>34648440"It took me half my tour of duty as Warmaster to figure that out on my own." Vintage makes another face, this one eerily similar to Noriko's own expression of extreme distaste. "Of course, now I'M the one having to deal with the bulk of the paperwork, so it's not as fun for me when I taught her the same thing, but..." She shrugs again, the epaulettes of her own greatcoat tinkling with the movement. "You'll be able to perform your other, more important duties much easier if you don't have the threat of paperwork looming over you all the time, like some sort of guillotine."Yeah, that makes sense.Wait. What other duties? Does she mean like, missions and such? Because you don't have a problem with those--"Oh, no, not just those." Vintage blinks at you. "Other duties, like visiting other Officios to remake alliances or forge new ones. Handling social responsibilities of your Officio's home country and city. Ensuring the morale of each and every member of the Officio. Accompanying the Incubator whenever he sets out on an official trip to...wherever he's needed. Meting out judgement on sanctioned trials, and carrying out sentences." She blinks again. "...Hasn't anyone told you about these things?"No! Well, some of those you've got an idea about, but the others...!"..." Vintage matches your own sullen, panicked silence, before shaking her head. "W-well, I'm sure you'll learn quickly. It's not the most glamorous life, being a Warmaster, but you will be in the spotlight and there'll be so much to do. Even when all you want is to be is a Magical Girl again." She smiles brightly, most likely in an attempt to cheer you up. "Anyway! Is there anything you'd like to ask me, then?"...Did you ever regret becoming Warmaster? Or becoming a member of the First Officio?What's it like up there in the moon? Is it...out of this world?Shake your head, no. You're still trying to wrap your mind around everything. Let her continue on her nostalgia trip.Other.
>>34648440My paranoia is increasing.
>>34648440>...Huh. That...well, that doesn't sound so bad.sounds like what we already do, in point of fact. We just haven't made any judgement calls of the value of the paperwor, yet, mstly deferring to Mami's judgement. But then, thats also what Vintage is suggesting with >>34648440>Have Tomoe Mami give you the most important ones
>>34648490>[X]What's it like up there in the moon? Is it...out of this world?I wish I were unscrupulous enough to vote multiple times, because I want this pretty bad.
>>34648490>Shake your head, no. You're still trying to wrap your mind around everything. Let her continue on her nostalgia trip.must be nice, to have nostalgia
>>34648490>[X]...Did you ever regret becoming Warmaster? Or becoming a member of the First Officio?
>>34648490>...Did you ever regret becoming Warmaster? Or becoming a member of the First Officio?>What's it like up there in the moon? Is it...out of this world?>Is it... out of this world?Yes, Chiaki, let the Attarou consume you
>>34648490>What's it like up there in the moon? Is it...out of this world?
>>34648316By the way, every magical girl in MGNQ has doraemon inventory. If I ever gather the leverage and guts to make some sort of a difficulty chart of learning individual new things with magic, bag of holding effect would be the first thing anyone learns. Even Kharn could do it. It ust mostly has joke value. Common sense says that normal inventories can be accessed by other people, though.And of course, Chiaki is the only person we've seen that can asspull tanks.
>>34648490>...Did you ever regret becoming Warmaster? Or becoming a member of the First Officio?>What's it like up there in the moon? Is it...out of this world?
>>34648490>[X]What's it like up there in the moon? Is it...out of this world?
>>34648490[X]...Did you ever regret becoming Warmaster? Or becoming a member of the First Officio?[X]What's it like up there in the moon? Is it...out of this world?>What's it like living so close to the largest single witch in recorded history?>Don't actually ask that.
>>34648490>[x]What's it like up there in the moon? Is it...out of this world?I want to know more about the 1st.
>>34648490Other.So then what does the first want then?
>>34648490>Other."What other advice can you give me about being a Warmaster abroad?"
>>34648490>[X]Shake your head, no. You're still trying to wrap your mind around everything. Let her continue on her nostalgia trip.
>>34648553>Let's bang.For a moment I thought you meant that as, "Lets go shoot someone."I'm still not 100% sure.
>>34648490[X]...Did you ever regret becoming Warmaster? Or becoming a member of the First Officio?
>>34648536We've never pulled out a tank though, or have we?
>>34648490>[X]Other.>How do you balance being a warmaster with, well, your private life? Can you even have one?
>>34648644We stuffed a bunch of MiGs in the shield and pulled Tiny Pete out of it too. A tank, or several tanks, is feasible
>>34648644There's no way there aren't several in there. You don't fill the warehouse three times with just fireworks.
>>34648710Doesn't Homura pull a submarine out of her shield in the anime?
>>34648644>>34648710To add, I doubt that battleship that she was riding in the anime while fighting WPN got into the Mitakihara Bay area on its own.
>>34648490>like visiting other Officios to remake alliancesThis, we really need to establish relations with other officios as the new Warmaster. The 2nd seems obvious choice if we can talk about it with Kyoko and Sayaka.
>>34648764A frigate or a cruiser. Russian, I'd guess, because of the launch tubes.Give that Russian a launch tube, Russians love launch tubes.
>>34648795>Chiaki visits the Thirteenth>sticks the Rafflesia in her shield
>>34648490Well, it looks like Chiaki is going to have to beg Dildoes for a crash course on social etiquette. Poor girl.
>>34648883>Sticks the space witch in her shield>all problems solved
>>34648972I don't remember seeing this one beforeHaruka a cute
>>34648861I have a feeling that might not be smart.
>>34648795I seem to recall Deculture put that as the limit for this quest. So Chiaki can store objects the weight and size of a battleship in her shield, but she unfortunately cannot store the entire moon there (that would certainly be a way to defeat the First Officio).However it does seem like it could work as an effective weapon. I think it was even mentioned that when Chiaki pulled out the container with Tiny Pete, she crushed a car in the process.So it seems that Chiaki really could bludgeon things by summoning absurdly huge objects from her hammerspace and dropping them on people. Especially since we recently got that bonus from Braids when it comes to pulling items from the shield.Granted, summoning a battleship in say an office building would not exactly be subtle. And QB might get rather upset at the rebuilding costs of this type of fighting.
>>34649015High altitude battleship bombing when?
I don't have anything for today, I just wanted to post this from the last drawthread.
>>34649015I don't remember a limit being mentioned at all, but that sounds like common sense. Could ask Decu after the thread is over
>>34649050And this one.Have a nice thread, see you again.
>>34649015thanks anon now I'm imagining Chiaki dropping a piano on someone
>>34649050>>34649075no one will be safe if Heather gives in to the lewd.
>>34649086We have to do this Loonie Toons shit! We have to!
>>34649086>tfw Chiaki is now Jerry from Tom & Jerry
>>34649086>just a pianoThere are way better things to use.
>>34648913Good idea for next time we meet Pinky
>>34649086>dropping a pianoNot a single Homu agrees with this distasteful waste of Pianos.Use a safe or something;
>>34649132Why haven't we thought of it before?
>>34649064Pretty sure he put a battleship in some Q&A but I might be wrong. But yeah, its common sense for it to have some limit, or Chiaki really could win battles by just putting buildings, mountains, moons, suns and so on into her hammerspace.Pretty sure the battleship was the biggest Homura summons in anime, so thats what Decu said was the biggest here (I am pretty sure).Ofcourse, he might have changed his mind. I admit Chiaki putting the entire moon in her shield has a certain appeal to it.
>>34649030>battleshipOr just rocks. A huge battleship-sized rock falling to the ground from a thousand miles away would do a lot of damage. So just board a high-altitude balloon and drop huge boulders while laughing maniacally and twirling your moustache.
>>34649127>>34649130so we test this toon stuff on sayaka before using it on battle?>>34649165so a anvil then
>>34649165Anvils are traditional.
>>34649212>an anvilA battleship-sized anvil? But it must be from a balloon, while wearing a monocle and a fake moustache that we twirl.
>>34649212That conversation is going to be fun.Four minutes of Sayaka shouting "What the FUCK?"
>>34649108Heather was always lewd. Just like Attarou
>>34649212anvils are too unreliable.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VgD6E-LT9dg
Guys why aren't we carrying food with all this spaceHell, why haven't we stored more nuclear missiles in there?WHY HAVENT WE STUFFED MIDORI IN THERE SO SHE DOESNT KNOW WHEN WE FUCK WENDY
If items inside the shield are kept in stasis I'm sure there are many useful applications.What if you sucked a RPG-7 warhead in flight into the shield?I wonder if it would keep its momentum.
>>34649273Because putting people in the shield isn't a thing.
>>34649298>Set the nuke off in our shield>Time freeze it>Hail of RPG fire>Time freeze it>Storm of bullets>Time freeze itWe now hold the ultimate weapon to killing anyone
>>34649343>using conventional firearmsDid you learn NOTHING from Godzilla?
>>34649369I-I haven't watched it
We absolutely have to try out all this shit as soon as we have 5 minutes for ourselves.
>>34649306You could probably put their bodies there, so long as you kept the soulgem out. Could be a handy way to smuggle in a squad of meguca. For example, put the bodies of Kyoko and Sayaka into the shield and pocket their soul gems.Then go somewhere clearly alone.Then suddenly pull their bodies out and touch them with the soulgems and instant reinforcements.
>>34649369Put Godzilla in the shield?
>>34649393Technically this stuff is all possible, and it would actually be rather fitting of Chiaki did try some shield hammerspace shenanigans considering Deculture gave us the shield-use bonus from letting Braids play the piano.And I admit I do really want to drop an anvil ontop of Sayaka. I really really want to.
>>34649456I want to drop a giant blueberry pie on her. Because
>>34649456We should also make sure to pull the "bucket of water on top of a door" prank on her in that case.Hell, we don't even need a door.
>>34649267Heather denies her lewd its purpose.
>>34649501We don't even need the bucket.Wait, how would that work? Water is a thing. Things can be put into the shield.
>>34649489I support these reasons.>>34649501Actually, we should do it as a follow up to the pie gag, so she can clean up afterwards
>>34649456>And I admit I do really want to drop an anvil ontop of Sayaka. I really really want to.for some strange reason I want to also want to see this happening! It would be hilarious!>>34649547the bucket is a clasic anon we have to use it
>>34649547Could Chiaki drain the oceans?
>>34649108stick her in the shield
>>34649456>I admit I do really want to drop an anvil ontop of SayakaHey, we should do it with Mami first to test if it's too heavy or something. And make sure she's transformed and wearing her soulgem on her cap like always. I really want her heading the list of "people whose heads we've anvilled"
>>34649690>Heading the list>Heading
>>34649729Well she already passed on her chance of being the head of a major corporation.
Of course, the most important thing to do once we start killing people by pulling shit out of our shield is:We need to come up with sweet pre-mortem and/or post-mortem one liners when we do it.>Unleash a torrent of ocean water from our shield>"They were a bunch of wash-outs anyway.">Moment before dropping an anvil on someone>"Heads up.">Kill someone after disabling them by dropping a pail onto their head>"What a shame, she really kicked the bucket this time.">Hit them with a live RPG round>"Catch.">Summon battleship>"Time for you to...ship out."
>>34649896>Summon battleship>"I ship that."
>>34649896>Summon torrent of vibrators>"Get fucked."
>>34649896>Unleash a storm of McRibs onto someone>Read a haiku>Nature slowly dies>Children starve in Africa>The McRib is back
>>34649896>douse them in liquid nitrogen so they turn solidICE to meet you
>>34648344Here is another one he signed.
>>34649967That would only be funny if it was two battleships and once, and both Kancolles.
>>34650013Might as well steal a few from that shitty Batman movie...>"Let's kick some ice.">"Hell of an icebreaker.">"It's very ice to meet you."And some others:>"Guess she got cold feet.">"Chill out, girl."
>>34650013" chill out"
>>34650070>>34650013These would be perfect for Odette.Maybe for when the Hooks finally get to her.
>>34650038>>34650136>C'mon, don't get upset. That's not cool.
>>34650136what's the problem anon Chiaki has to break the ice somehow
I regret only drawing two angry Odettes
>store bolts of lightning>"What a shocking turn of events."
>>34650198Quickly, we need more Odettes getting angry at ice puns!
>>34650198You're still cool, Hat-chan!
What we do is steal a loaded oil tanker. And then we drop the sucker on a bitch.Then light it and walk away.
>>34648515 >>34648523Still reeling from the list of watch-wearing dildo duties that Vintage had just rattled off, you're barely able to nod at her question. Y-yeah. Yeah, you have a few questions to ask her. While you'd much rather curl up into a ball in a corner somewhere and scream your lungs out from the hand that Fate had cruelly dealt you, you have enough wits about you to realize that this was indeed a rare opportunity. A rare chance to ask what you've always wanted to know about the First, ever since you heard them being talked about in hushed tones."Well, ask away, then!" Vintage grins. "I'll answer to the best of my ability!"Right. Well. Here goes nothing.You take a deep breath."What's it like up there? On the moon?"The Equerry's smile fades somewhat, but only a little. "Oh, hah! I get this question all the time! Well, it's--""--Is it out of this world?"Silence. Stark, cold silence, as the eldest Karasawa sister works her jaw up and down in stunned silence, before finally closing it."...""...""...I see." Vintage narrows her eyes at you. "You've been holding that back for the longest time, haven't you? Waited all your life to ask that?"No. ...Yes.The Equerry of the most powerful Officio in the world lets out a sigh, before shaking her head, snorting softly. "Yes, well. I don't blame you. I'd probably have done the same, in your place. Still, it kind of feels..."Lame?"Kind of. Anyway." She shrugs. "It's not really all that fun, after the novelty of low gravity wears thin. It's climate controlled, for one, but they never really get it right so sometimes it's too cold, other times it's too hot." Another face of distaste. "And there's literally nothing to see other than a few rocks, some craters, and...well, that thing hovering in the dark side of the moon. Which we often have to go out and inspect from time to time, and it's never as exciting as it sounds."[1/2]
>>34650407Really? But you thought, well, a moon base would be more fun than that, more entertaining--"It's a facility, not an amusement park." Vintage cuts you off now, the huffy tone in her voice reminding you of a particularly healthy Callidus. "There is literally nothing to do except to watch, and observe, and ocassionally be called down to provide assistance. In which case, everyone PRAYS they'll get picked for planetfall. Anything to get off that fucking rock for an entire day, or even an hour - and actually have the company of other people than fucking vegans or uppity nudists or even annoying sadomasochists who grovel at your feet and beg you to spank them with some sort of spiked ping-pong racket!"...Well. Sounds like the First is just a ticking time bomb waiting to happen, huh?Vintage looks blearily at you, before shaking her head. "...No, no. Nothing like that. No matter what I say, we are still the First. The chosen of the Incubators' progenitor. The universe's only hope of salvation. We're just..." A sigh escapes her lips as her shoulders droop. "...it just doesn't help, being cooped up with each other like that. It's driving me crazy. Probably already did."...Does she regret it then? Being a Warmaster? Being accepted into the First?"No, and no." The Equerry smiles, but it's a lonely, tired smile. Older. "Yes, it's hard. More often than not, it's as thankless as it is violent, and dangerous, and harrowing. But I wouldn't dream of trading away those bloody, tiresome years wearing the hat for anything." She reaches up with a tiny hand to adjust your own hat, centering its brim - and you could feel her run a thumb over the stitching. "You find out who you truly are, wearing that hat. You find your limits, and if you're willing to do whatever it takes to exceed them.[2/3]
>>34650439"As for being in the First..." It's here that she chuckles. "Well, no comment. But I will say that it's nice to be able to eat real food - the ones that come in plates and bowls, not the sort you squeeze out of tubes."...That sounds horrible."More than you know, I assure you." Vintage murmurs darkly. "Replacing my tube of miso with speckled beige acryclic...you'll have your just desserts, Tenko, and no mistake."The both of you continue your tour in relative silence, with Vintage considerably a bit less talkative with teaching you how this particular room was relevant to her, or how this particular bathroom stall was infamous for a certain Incident that apparently involved an oversized mail-order back massager, some peanut butter, and someone's trained Caucasian Shepherd. Instead, she simply stopped by these places, staring at them in cold silence, before nodding at you and moving on.It took the both of you thirty minutes to reach Kyuubey's Office - Vintage did mention that she wanted to check it out - and as soon as you spy the white-painted double doors leading to the mutant cat's habitat is when you also see the Incubator himself, sitting right in the middle of your path."Ah, Karasawa. Right on the dot, as you promised." Kyuubey gets up off of his haunches, stretching briefly before padding closer to the both of you. "Thank you for bringing Matsuda here. I couldn't exactly pull her out of there without attracting undue suspicion."What? What the hell's going on?"Don't mention it, Kyuubey. Needs must, and all that." Vintage waves a hand. "Sorry. I'm sure you noticed, but I took the time to look around. The Warmaster here was kind enough to lend me her ear while I reminisced." She smiles at you, then down at the mutant cat. "Everyone's busy downstairs of course, no doubt listening to Takane-san doing a whole lot of damage to her throat with those beastly death metal songs." [3/4]
>>34650460Kyuubey nods. "I see. Well, we don't have much time, then." The doors to Kyuubey's Office swings open, completely on their own accord. "Now, Matsuda, if you'll step this way--"Wait! What the fuck is this?! What's this cloak and dagger shit, in your own fucking Officio?!+ Someone's been following you. Hiding in the shadows. + Dildoes' voice, a pained whisper, brushes against your mind. Weak and feeble. + Be careful. +How do you react?Pull out your Desert Eagle, aim it at one of them. Start demanding answers.Calm down, and force yourself to ask these two what fucking game they're playing.Ask for whoever it is to reveal themselves first. You're not going to be fucking shadowed in your own goddamn building.
>>34650525>Calm down, and force yourself to ask these two what fucking game they're playing.Aiming guns is not wise right now.
>>34650525>Pull out your Desert Eagle, aim it at one of them. Start demanding answers.
>>34650525>[X]Ask for whoever it is to reveal themselves first. You're not going to be fucking shadowed in your own goddamn building.
>>34650525>[X]Ask for whoever it is to reveal themselves first. You're not going to be fucking shadowed in your own goddamn building.>"--Is it out of this world?"Attarou what did you do to decultureWHAT DID YOU DO
>>34650525>[X]Calm down, and force yourself to ask these two what fucking game they're playing.>[X]Be ready to defend yourself at a moment's notice.
>>34650525>[X]Calm down, and force yourself to ask these two what fucking game they're playing.
>>34650525[x]Pull out your Desert Eagle. Fire a warning shot towards the general direction of the creeping shadow.
>>34650525[x]Calm down, and force yourself to ask these two what fucking game they're playing.I hope getting your lame joke in was worth missing out on more funny stories.
>>34650525>[x]Calm down, and force yourself to ask these two what fucking game they're playing.>[x]Ask for whoever it is to reveal themselves first. You're not going to be fucking shadowed in your own goddamn building.
>>34650525[X]Ask for whoever it is to reveal themselves first. You're not going to be fucking shadowed in your own goddamn building.
>>34650525>Ask for whoever it is to reveal themselves first. You're not going to be fucking shadowed in your own goddamn building.blunt instrument, as always
>>34650622I would have asked her about Malal, but I wasn't here to suggest it.
>>34650525>[X]Calm down, and force yourself to ask these two what fucking game they're playing.let's not pull a gun on your boss's office
>>34650525>Calm down, and force yourself to ask these two what fucking game they're playing.
>>34650525[X]Calm down, and force yourself to ask these two what fucking game they're playing.[X]Ask for whoever it is to reveal themselves first. You're not going to be fucking shadowed in your own goddamn building.Find out what this is about first.
>>34650525>Calm down, and force yourself to ask these two what fucking game they're playing.>Ask for whoever it is to reveal themselves first. You're not going to be fucking shadowed in your own goddamn building.
>>34650525>[x]Calm down, and force yourself to ask these two what fucking game they're playing.
>>34650525Should we perhaps covertly check who it is first?
>>34650724we have no idea. Only reason we have any idea at all is Dildoes told us.I thought about pulsing Midori, but if it's not her, it'll probably just worry her.
>>34650525>>[x]Calm down, and force yourself to ask these two what fucking game they're playing.>>[x]Ask for whoever it is to reveal themselves first. You're not going to be fucking shadowed in your own goddamn building.
>>34650525[x]Check for Callidus bullshit. Again.
>>34650525>[X]Ask for whoever it is to reveal themselves first. You're not going to be fucking shadowed in your own goddamn building.Why does it even have so many shadows? We should install more lamps.
>>34650838I'd rather not get into the habit of exposing our soul gem every time we suspect callidus bullshit.Being aware that it could be in play is often as effective as confirming it.
I wonder if it's Enishi who's stalking us? Trying to listen in on us talking with her big sister?
It's probably Midori.
>>34650900Or it's the fucking bird.Or it could be Karasawa herself and the one we've been talking to is the bird who is also a callidus and QB is an illusion and this is a test.
>>34650896and frankly there's little scope for basic callidus bullshit there. I am reasonably convinced that Vintage is who she claims, and I have zero reason to suspect fucking Kyubey, since this is completely in character for him.
>>34650940That's what I'm thinking. She seemed uneasy at Chiaki's departure during the ceremony.
>>34650525>Ask for whoever it is to reveal themselves first. You're not going to be fucking shadowed in your own goddamn building.
>>34650940Wendy would have been my first guess.Midori isn't a good ninja, by her own admission.
>>34651004To be fair, a good ninja wouldn't have been detected so easily.
>>34650940>>34650977Bet it's Wendy
>>34651051No, it's Homura.
>>34651048On the other hand, it was Dildoes who detected it. Dildoes seems to be the "knowledge" aspect of the three stooges, so its possible he/she is highly skilled and it required centuries of experience to detect.
>>34651004>>34651048A good ninja wouldn't admit to being a good ninja either.
>>34650525>I bet it's Midori>I bet it's Wendy>I bet it's EnishiYou're all wrong. IT WAS ME, DIO!
>>34651095no it was me
>>34651095>>34651106Wendio and MidoWRYYY
>>34651095>>34651051>>34650977>>34650940>Everyones faces when its Wendy disguised as Midori
Whoa, wait a minute, when did Iri get from this >>34651221 to Pic related?Did her breast-size increase permanently after she became a mother?
Considering that representatives and unspecified high ranked megucas from all over are in the building, it could be basically any calidus in the world.
>>34651048I don't think avoiding being detected by a part of the soul of a previous life is the kind of thing they reach people at ninja school.Also...Dildoes didn't sound good. We need to check on those guys soon.
>>34651408Pinky wasn't kind enough to patch them up as well. I'm mostly concerned about Braids. she seems like the most fragile of the three.Maybe the fourth shard felt that too?
>>34651471>Maybe the fourth shard felt that too?not if it's Homucifer; We've kinda got a not-sharing arrangement with her, judging by the fact that she can't find us easily.
>>34651397Well it's not like there are that many that we know of anyway.
>>34651471I am more worried about Braids emotional state. Seeing the monster Madoka has become was probably horrific to her. Well, all of them, but Braids is the most "gentle" of the bunch.
>>34651536Braids is still Homura. She's not that fragile
>>34651508Can't be Homucifer based on what the three stooges said. Its more likely that its the winged fragment Midori encountered in the Siberia barrier.Who knows, maybe this will have caused her to appear, if only to complain.
>>34651508>>34651605It's not that easy, there isn't a necessary conection between the three stooges and the fragments.If there is, though, then B raids is of course Moemure, what Chiaki now calls Murderface is the armored fragment(whose circumastances are weird to the point where it may have been just a projection of Chiaki's fear, what with the last timeline thing), Ribbon homu is dildoes, and the last mirror is empty because it's for the barrier Murderface, who won, and is the current Chiaki's base.
>>34650645Your first instinct is to draw the weapon closest at hand, aim it at someone, and loudly demand answers before you blow someone's fucking kneecaps out. And you very nearly did it, too - had it not been for your second instinct of standing absolutely still and making no movement before you do something stupid catching up with the first, punching THAT instinct right in the kidneys, and then beating it to the parts of your brain that decides what your body actually does in that split second.Of course, it doesn't completely stop you from verbally lashing out at the Incubator and Equerry in front of you, your questions spat with equal amounts of incredulity and disbelieving hatred.WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON? What is their game? In your own fucking Officio? Just after your official ratification?What the hell is this? So, was the fucking tour earlier just a distraction, or what? What's this about attracting undue attention? WHAT THE FUCK IS IN KYUUBEY'S OFFICE?AND WHO THE FUCK IS SHADOWING YOU, RIGHT IN YOUR OWN FUCKING BUILDING?"..." Both Kyuubey and Vintage glance at each other for a long moment, before the Equerry herself smiles and steps back, both hands raised in the universal symbol of 'this has nothing to do with me'. Kyuubey meanwhile steps forward, shaking his own head. Stepping towards you, near enough that you could conceivably lift your leg and stomp the little bastard's brains out with your heel."Before anything else, Matsuda, let me say that I'm very proud to see you being able to rein in your temper when it comes to surprises like this. Granted, your language still needs work, but I believe--"ANSWERS. YOU WANT THEM. NOW.[1/2]
>>34651917Actually, Decu mentioned in an earlier thread that dildoes is not Ribbonhomu.
>>34651917We only know for sure that its not Homucifer because Dildoes claimed that Homucifer was somehow "blocked" from interfering.Dildoes even gets alarmed when Chiaki mentions Homucifer, and only calms when she hears it was just during a seeing an in a recording.So the one in the 4th mirror cannot be Homucifer. Who is it then? We have no idea, but the winged fragment is the obvious answer given that its the one Chiaki-type that has not made an appearance.However it could well be that the 4th mirror represents something else. Heck, it might be that the 4th mirror is somehow Chiaki herself or something and it will get an image when Chiaki regains her memories or whatever.Right now, we can just speculate.
>>34652093"...I believe that you are well on your way to developing the necessary skills of diplomacy that your role requires." Kyuubey finishes, as if you hadn't just cut him off with a snarl. "Now, before we answer your questions, I want you to take a couple of deep breaths, alright? And unclench your hands, please. No one is your enemy here. Not me, not Karasawa, and certainly not Hanegawa over there, in the shadows."...What? What the fuck is he talking about? Midori? But you left Midori back at the hall, with Kyoko and Sayaka! Whoever's in the shadows, it's probably one of Kyuubey's flunkies, or--"Matsuda." Now Kyuubey's voice is cold and sharp, a blade of ice. "Deep breaths. Now."You glare down at the white furry creature, before taking a deep breath. Then another. And another....Alright, now what?"Now we explain why we went through all this trouble bringing you here, while everyone's enjoying themselves downstairs." Vintage smiles. "For the record, I did want you to take me on that tour, Warmaster. And it would've been perfect, had it not been for your...joke, earlier." She chuckles. "Well, it was still a nice trip down memory lane. Besides that, though, Kyuubey wanted an opportunity to share something with you - something that only Incubators and their most trusted Warmasters know.""Something that needs to be divulged right after the formal ceremony itself," Kyuubey cuts in. "I apologize for the short notice, Matsuda, but there really was no other opportunity. Better now, while everyone else is preoccupied for the time being. Otherwise, we risk this getting out, and we're not quite ready for that yet."...Fine. Okay. Sure. It's...something super important. You get that.And you'll probably play along with that too. Not without argument, but yeah.Now, as for the tail they pinned on you earlier--[2/3]
>>34652125"It wasn't us, Matsuda." Kyuubey blinks at you. "Why would I want my own Warmaster followed in my own building?" He shakes his head. "Call her out yourself, if you don't believe me." He nods towards the corridor. "See the third pillar on the left? She's hiding behind it.""I nearly didn't catch her myself," Vintage remarks, pulling out what looks like a peanut from some inner pocket in her sleeve and carefully feeding it to Reginald. "I was waiting for you to catch on, actually."What? There? But you don't see anythi--........."Midori?" You couldn't help but say her name as she slowly moves out from behind the pillar, arms raised in surrender. A look of embarrassed, absolute guilt on her face."H-Hi, sempai." Midori smiles weakly, a single drop of sweat making its way down her cheek. "I...um. I'm sorry."How do you react?
>>34652180deadpan>Midorin, please don't go yandere on me now.
>>34652180"Get better at hiding."
>>34652180Oh Midori, you cad.Let us punish her later, for her...indiscretion.In bed.
>>34652180We need some really awesome oneliner here!...Nothing comes to mind. HELP!
>>34652180"Do you want to get your legs blown off again?"
>>34652180"This part is apparently for Warmasters only. Why don't you go hang out with Kyoko and the gang? I'll be back soon."
>>34652180[x] Take off our glasses, pinch the bridge of our nose, sigh in long-suffering frustration. "Midori. Putting aside stalking me in the halls of my own Officio. Get better. You were doing so well until we stopped here."
>>34652180[x] Obligatory Callidus Check.[x] "...We really need to have that talk, soon."
>>34652180Total deadpan : "I need my space."
>>34652180[x] SpankingBut seriously, lets not overreact. This protective initiative can really save our ass later as long as she learns some boundaries. Just start with a "why are you here?"
>>34652180I'll back this:>>34652304She might have been a big help if this was something sinister.
>>34652180[x]Walk over[x]Hug the shit out of her.I told you not to worry, didnt I?
>>34652180"This is a Warmaster party, cool people only""Some Callidus you are"
>>34652222Something like this.
>>34652304Yeah. Voting for this. Lets just ask her straight on, and decide based on that.
>>34652180"If you're going to do this, don't get caught."
>>34652180Walk up to her, put hands on cheeks[X]"You almost got away with it, work on that. I'm going to do official warmaster stuff now, I'll be back before the show finishes. Feel free to wait for me here. Understand?"
>>34652180Honestly I going to vote for Chaki just facepalming then laughing.
>>34652180Midori, what do you have against your knees?Why do you hate them so?
>>34652222This. With a motivation:"Tonight we'll play hide and seek. You hide and I lick your soulgem and stop when I find you."
>>34652510T-too lewd anon-kun!!
>>34652180I wanted her to come along because of Vintage's MMxMM pin. I'm kinda happy to see that she came along on her own. [X] Wave her over and pinch the bridge of your nose. "Next time, don't get caught. I'll hear your apologies later. Why did you feel the need to tail me, Midori? "
[X] You're pretty good. Get even beter.
>>34652349Or she might have been a massive liability.But I think pulsing to ascertain Midori's location might be smart. Its tough when you have two yandere stalkers who can weae each others faces
>>34652510I am almost tempted to change my vote for this, if only to see the reactions of Vintage and QB.
[X] Why are you here
>>34652565Chaki actually probably should do a soul gem check just due to raw paranoia.
>>34652510I need some lewds regarding this. Immediately.
Changing my vote to this>>34652388to this>>34652555Basically same, but I like the fact Hat mentions the part about not getting caught.
>>34652569I honestly doubt Cubes would care and Vintage seems the type that's seen it all.
>>34652564I want to throw this in too!
>>34652533>>34652585Wait, better idea!"You and Wendy hide and the first one I find gets tied up and watches me being lewd with the other."
>>34652510Probably not a wise thing to say in present company but it should make for a somewhat effective training method.
>>34652658STOP WE'RE GOING TO FAR
>>34652658I'm going to go with "no" on this one. For now. Keep it in the back of your mind for when we warm them up to the idea of a threesome.
Aren't we going very easy on Midori?Shouldn't we be IDK pissed at her?
>>34652402>"If you're going to do this, don't get caught."This is what we say>>34652510>"Tonight we'll play hide and seek. You hide and I lick your soulgem and stop when I find you."This is what we pulse
>>34652555I'mma vote this-
>>34652714Yes. Pissed should be our motivation.Her knees offend us!
>>34652714Waifufags gonna waifu
>>34652180I don't think this is what she meant.
>>34652714Naah, I think its pretty understandable.Remember that Midori figured out that Pinky visited and tortured Chiaki. Makes sense she would be more worried, since Chiaki was obviously very weakened.If she had just started spying randomly with no valid motive, then I could see more reason to be upset.
>>34652772Sempai noticed, with a little help.
Alright, pausing the thread for tonight! We'll continue tomorrow night as usual! Thank you for everyone's participation, feedback is always great!We have three writeups tonight, so questions answered after they're done posting!
>>34652714Honestly Chaki probably is. On the other hand Callidus going to Callidus and she didn't order her to stay behind or anything.
>>34652701>StopHaha. It's 23 o'clock here and I'm high on tea, no way can I stop.Who do you think will hide badly on purpose? I vote Wendy.
>>34652714As this anon pointed out, >>34652773 her actions are understandable given what happened barely a few minutes ago. It's a ceremony and a party, it's not like she broke regulations or dropped a mission to stalk her girlfriend.
Prose Magica: The Ballad of the Seventeenth Part 20"What - exactly - is the Ymir Protocol?" Odette asked the question clear and blunt, locking eye with the incubator. For the first time in many years, she saw Fubey's eyes go wide with... something she couldn't quite place. Surprise? Shock? Fear, even?"I'm afraid that is classified informa-"At the sound of rustling paper, Fubey stopped. From her pocket, Odette pulled out a crumpled piece of paper, flattened it, then placed it on the incubator's desk. It was a standard termination order, neatly filled out in the incubator's own hand and stamped with the seal of the Seventeenth Officio. The order had been given to a one Fennel Vance, its target being none other than Odette Brighton. The only cause given was 'Protocol 81 - Ymir'."Fubey, I've been contracted for seven years now, don't pull that shit on me," the Eversor growled, her finger tapping the form. "I'm giving you a chance to explain yourself before we have another incident on our hands. What is the Ymir Protocol?" The incubator refrained from answering her directly - instead he let out a short, exasperated sigh and pointed to one of the two sofa chairs in front of his desk. "Please have a seat," he directed her, before opening a desk drawer with his moustache-hand. "Would you care for a drink?""I- What? No," Odette shook her head in confusion after taking her seat. "Listen-""Are you sure?" The incubator asked, brandishing a bottle of Harrison's whiskey and a pair of tumblers. "It's quite good.""Fubey."Fubey shrugged - or as close as he could get to a shrug with his tiny, chubby shoulders - as he poured himself a glass. "Suit yourself."
>>34652773Fun way to check for a Callidus illusion:Its based on what we expect to see, right?So if we visuslise, say, naked Midori...
Odette stared, stunned by the sight of her employer indulging himself. She had never seen him drink, but at the same time, she had to admit it wasn't entirely unexpected. Fubey had always been the type to fall into depressed slumps rather easily."Didn't know you drank," she remarked."I believe we've known each other long enough to stop keeping secrets," the chubby cat said, before taking his first sip. He let out a heavy breath, then asked again, "You're quite sure that you don't want any?""I'm sure."Odette swore she heard a muted "Hrmph" come from the incubator as he set the glass down. "Where to begin," he murmured, trying desperately not to make eye contact with his charge. "The Ymir Protocol, to put it simply, is a contingency plan. Should your mental state, ah, deteriorate to the point where witch transformation is imminent, well, ah...""You kill me," Odette filled in the blank.Fubey nodded silently -almost sheepishly- as he took another sip. "To put it bluntly, yes. In its current state, we-... I believed that our Officio would suffer immense losses in the case that you, as they say, 'Witch Out'. The loss of life would far outweigh any potential gain.""So you retire me," she said, choosing her words a bit more carefully, "before I reach that point.""Precisely."Odette's composure slipped for a moment, lacing her next words with venom. "But I never did, did I?""I- No. No you did not," the Fubey answered. He couldn't bring himself to look anywhere but into his drink. "The order was rash and I wish with every fibre of my being that I could erase my moment of thoughtlessness. The day after Miss Vance was given the assignment, I tried contacting her to repeal the order. However, by that time she had vanished. Now that we know you were her primary target... I suppose I gave her exactly what she wanted."
Odette wanted to say something. She wanted to tell him how much of a load of bullshit that was, how she would quit the Officio forever, and yet... She knew he had a point. The Seventeenth wasn't exactly the toughest on the block, and she knew it. It was exactly the kind of decision she had been trained to make. She didn't want to admit it, but she knew she would have done the same thing in Fubey's position.The silver-haired girl closed her eye and pressed her palm against her face as an exasperated sigh escaped her lips. "You fucking idiot...""Yes, thank you," the incubator muttered. "I apologize and am prepared to take whatever measures necessary to make amends, if possible.""I- Fubey, listen-" Odette stammered, trying to sort out her emotions and speak at the same time. Slowly, she stood and reached out, clenching her fist, then relaxing it, as if about to retract it at any moment. Finally, she let out a long breath and held her hand out-stretched. "Call us even?"Fubey looked at the hand, then back up at Odette. "Two years of poor Warmastering against one assassination attempt?" He asked, a hint of amusement colouring his words. With one of his moustache-appendages, he took Odette's hand and shook it lightly. "One of us is getting a bargain, but I can not for the life of me tell whom..."Odette smirked and sunk back into her seat. "I'll take that drink now," she said. "But just one. I, uh, I'm going out with Lotte in a few hours."Fubey laughed softly to himself and did as she asked, handing her a glass. "I must say, I am rather surprised. Pleased," he said, "but surprised. I did not expect you to take this so well." "Turns out spending nine days hanging from a tree gives you a lot of time to think," the Eversor replied. "The last thing we need around here is more bullshit from either of us. I was serious when I said I wanted to make things right this time. No more grudges. No more secrets."
"I dare say, that almost sounds too good to be true," Fubey mused. "But if that is the case, there is one more thing I wished to speak to you about. A proposition.""Shoot," Odette said, before taking a noisy sip of the whiskey. It burned her throat, forcing her to let out a wet hack. "Nope, still can't stand it...""Should the Warmaster decline your offer to become her Equerry or if you were to rethink it, I would ask you to consider becoming my personal aide," he said, bowing his head slightly - a gesture that only served to show off his multiple chins in place of a neck. "I would be honoured to have someone of your skill acting as my hand."'I thought Holly and Molly were your aides.""To a degree, yes," the incubator replied, taking another sip. "But I could certainly use someone who could act directly when necessary. There are a number of matters that could already use your attention."Odette let out a long breath, leaning her head back against the chair as she thought. Though, as she did, she couldn't help but realize that there wasn't much to think about. Being Equerry could only let her do so much, but to be the incubator's personal aide? Odette had heard the position referred to as a 'Hatless Warmaster' before, and she couldn't exactly disagree with the term. "I'll think about it," Odette finally answered. "After my vacation, of course. I mean, assuming the offer will still be open when I get back.""Of course."The former Warmaster couldn't help but smile and quietly giggle to herself . "I guess that's that then," she said, bringing her glass to her lips again and drank... then promptly spat it all back into the glass. "Nope. Can't do it."***
>>34652714Midori is our Robin. Robin is usually a great help to batman but sometimes he gets in the way. I honestly have no idea how to deal with her, which is why I just wanted to ask Midori to explain herself.We wont be able to make her choices or judgements for her so I want Midori to evaluate her own thought process.
"Joe baby, trust me. I know what I'm doing here."The green-haired woman spoke into the phone with a tone just on the edge of frantic. She leaned back in her recliner, twirling her black sunhat around her finger again and again. She was called Prime; the first, the original, the leader of a leaderless organization. "-no, sorry, bad choice of words," she said, giggling slightly. She spoke her words at rapid-fire speed with a light Southern accent, never stammering or tripping over herself. "I know you don't trust me, Joe. I don't trust you either! That's why we have a good business relationship! Mutual mistrust makes the world go round, sweetie. But, listen, hun, this ain't my first rodeo, alright? You gotta understand-"The apartment around her was a cluttered, disorganized mess. Another green-haired girl wearing hot pants and stockings with a black waistcoat over a striped dress shirt sat on a sofa to one side of the Prime, anxiously shuffling and reshuffling a deck of cards. Curiously, a pair of short black devil horns jutted out from beneath her hair, like a pair of tiny mountains emerging from a forest canopy. The name given to her was Mathilda Herzog, but everyone had come to call her simply Tilly."Fine, finefinefine, we'll speed things up," said Prime after being interrupted. "You want two weeks, I'll give you two weeks, but I'm tellin' you right now, it's gon' be messy. Someone traces things back to you... or - heaven forbid - the little princess... Well, that ain't gonna be my fault, now. We understand each other, hon?"To Tilly's right sat a third, taller girl, fiddling with her phone in one hand and dropping a slice of pizza into her mouth with the other. She looked nearly identical to Prime, save for a fedora and necktie in place of Prime's sunhat and ribbon.
>>34652821Thanks for running Deculture
>>34652821How powerful is AI YO Midori?
A rustling and hissing exuded from her bosom before a small, scaly head slipped out from between her shirt buttons. The snake darted out, snatched a dangling piece of pepperoni, then disappeared beneath her top again. The snake charmer's current name was Ingrid Pech, an arbitrary designation given for convenience, same as the rest. The Black Mamba hiding in her cleavage, on the other hand, was called Lenny, and that was its true name because snakes have no use for pseudonyms."Thing's gonna get fat," Tilly muttered, leering at the girl beside her.Ingrid grinned and shook her head at the girl, hissing playfully."Well it ain't gonna go as well as the last time, but we barely had to do anything there," Prime continued, shooting a glare at the two girls to her right. "I mean, we already lost one of our big girls inside, and the one left is dumb as a bag o' rocks. Dedicated, sure. Passionate, even! But stupid, so she's only gonna get us so far. Not everyone can play the game like Elly... Yeah. I understand. So how's the princess doin', anyways?"Across the coffee table from Tilly and Ingrid, a fourth girl sat cross-legged directly in front of the enormous television, her eyes blood-shot and transfixed to the screen as she flipped through a channel every second. Unlike the others, she wore a traditional two-piece business suit with a checkered tie and thick-rimmed glasses. Her unkempt hair was a darker shade of green than the other three, decorated with a pair of pink streaks framing her face. If one paid close enough attention to the rapidly changing channels, they would notice that a fair number looked suspiciously like security camera feeds and private communications. Her name was Shion Ranko, the house communications and information expert.
"Aw, that's adorable!" Prime laughed. "Call me if that little slut wants to start taking her job a little more seriously, m'kay? Tell her I said hi! Alright, gotta go, sweetie! Talk to you later! Buh-bye~"Prime let out a long, heavy groan as she hung up the phone and squeezed the bridge of her nose. By the time her hand dropped from her face, Prime's good humour returned and she began to address the other girls in the room. "Alright, ladies, you all heard! As of now, we're officially in crunch mode, so put on your big girl pants, and- Oh for god's sake," she said, gesturing toward Shion, "one of you wake her up."With two fingers, Tilly picked a card out of her deck and threw it with a practised hand. The card spun through the air before a corner lodged itself firmly in the back of the spellbound girl's head. For the first time in hours, Shion blinked, then slowly turned to face the other girls with bleary, distant eyes."Hrm?" She groaned, still half in a trance. A beat passed, then, "OW, FFFUCK!" She screeched, yanking the lightly bloodied card out of her scalp. "UNNECESSARY.""But funny," Ingrid remarked, snickering.Tilly, on the other hand, opted to remain silent, instead giggling with an impossibly smug grin plastered to her face while Shion fumed.
>>34652866Actually, how does that work with the three stooges.>>34652821Question!If someone puts Chiaki into an illusion where she sees what she wants to see, can the three stooges tell her she is in an illusion? Presumably they would still see what Chiaki REALLY sees, rather than the illusion.Or if they are also caught in the illusion, they would see different things surely, and since they have a sort of mind-web going on, they could tell things are screwy?Basically, do the three stooges looking through Chiakis eyes offer some degree of illusion protection?
"Ladies, please," Prime said with a hollow, chilling smile on her face, "can we just - for a moment - please focus?" The three girls promptly settled down at the sight of their senior's expression. Ingrid gave a slight nod and Prime continued, "Thank you. Ladies, we have been planning this job for months. We have two weeks ahead of us that will make or break this entire operation. Everything's already in place, all we need now is a spark to set off the fireworks. “I would have liked a little build-up,' Prime continued,” bit of 'dramatic escalation' if you will - but old Joe's gettin' cold feet and wants the show to start before the new Warmaster's official inauguration. From this point on, there will be no screw ups, no procrastination, and absolutely no FUCKING AROUND on the job. Each of you has a reason for being here, and I have a reason for KEEPING each of you here. If I stop having a reason to keep you, then I start having a reason to put you out of service. Am I clear?"The three girls in front of her each nodded in unison."Good," Prime said, before she began to bark out orders of each of the other magical girls, pointing to them as she did. "Ingrid, we already talked about your next job. I want that done tomorrow. Understand?""Consider it done~""Mathilda, I need you to make the plant as soon as you possibly can. I want the Warmaster in our pocket before the week is done.""Yes, ma'am.""Shion, contact Vance and give her a status update, then sit tight and keep monitoring things until further orders."Shion adjusted her glasses and nodded without a word.
>>34652821Thanks for running Decu!Was Vintage involved in trying recruit Malal to the First when they offered Malal the chance? Did she recommend Malal
>>34652977Which vote won anyway?
"And me?" Asked a fifth voice from behind Prime's chair. Another girl, at least as tall as Prime and Ingrid stepped forward from the corner of the room, placing her hand on Prime's shoulder. Her face was unnaturally shadowed beneath the hood of long, bright orange, short-sleeved coat - Surrey Reid, the closest any of them came to Prime's second-in-command. None of the others - save for Prime herself - seemed to notice that the fifth girl had been in the room the entire time. The gambler's poker face momentarily slipped into shocked surprise, the snake-charmer smirked and laughed to herself, and the technician glanced at the others, trying to make sure that she wasn't the only one caught off-guard. "You, my dear," the senior said, patting the newcomer's hand, "have the dubious honour of keeping this ship afloat while I step away for a few days to meet with some of our friends.""Elly?"Prime murmured a quiet affirmative, then said, "Can't exactly pull this off in two weeks without her help.""Well then," Surrey said, looking up at the others, "let's kill us an Officio. Hydra dominatus."In perfect synchronization, each of them clasped a fist to their chest and echoed her in perfect, unearthly harmony."Hydra dominatus."***And that's it for this chapter! I hope everyone enjoyed it!After more than a year and a half, twenty chapters of Ballad of the Seventeenth are finished and our main villain has been introduced. I don't say it nearly enough, so I'd like to thank Deculture for everything he's done for me. Letting me write in his setting, always being their to help me when I stumble, and generally being the best friend a guy could ask for. Love ya, bro. This one's dedicated to you.
>>34653107I really dislike these girls already and I hope their plans fail spectacularly.Please?Thanks for writing!
The Iron CircleChapter V: MurderersMany found the sounds of machinery to be crude and noisome. Loud, irascible, grating on the ears. Noise pollution, something to block out with a good pair of earmuffs.For Petra, there was no sound more melodious than the high-pitched whine of a drill-bit.She carefully guided the bit in a smooth, looping pattern, letting the diamond-tip bite into the polished metal of the rifle barrel. Her work was nearly finished—all that was left was a bit of gilding to apply here and there. She pulled the drill back back and revealed a line of flowing script etched into the weapon, written in Latin:EXITUS ACTA PROBAT 'The Outcome Justifies The Deed'. The words—and the rifle they were carved onto—seemed appropriate for the intended recipient: a tool of murder for a murderer, who led a pack of murderers.Like the rest of the Magical Girl world, Petra had heard much but ultimately knew little about the Ninth's new Warmaster. Her most famous epithet fit the rumors, in any case. Already the Amanuros Order's data-sifters had picked up rumors about an incident at the Big Shell facility: how the infamous Murderface butchered some of the Sixteenth's best agents, and took apart a combat robot so advanced it made Fiona grumble with jealousy. How the Shell was a smoking ruin after the Murderers had done their work.The Sixteenth guarding the Big Shell had been wearing Mk. I 'Cadre' powered armor, too, mused Petra. State-of-the-art stealth-capable powered armor, made right in the Olympia's own factories. Yet the Sixteenth's reinforcements found most of them lying in pieces, their heavy support robot somehow bisected down the middle, and an important asset from the premises stolen. No losses reported from the Ninth, either.Sobering to think about, these Murderers.(1/10)
(2/10)Fiona had questioned the decision to offer the 'Exitus' rifle as a gift. “Makes us look weak, Petra,” she'd said. “Make us look like we're submitting. Offering tribute, like some sort of weaker country buying off a stronger one.” Her temper and paranoia aside, the Fabricator-Genreral had a point: play the game wrong, and it really would look like Petra was begging favors from one of the most unlikely Warmasters in Officio history. But, reasoned Petra, no doubt Matsuda herself felt vulnerable. She'd need help from the diplomatic corps to spin it right, but Petra decided to strike while the iron was hot; a new Warmaster with a clean slate was a chance for the Fourth to make friends, build alliances. Fiona had questioned that, too: the strongest are strongest alone, she'd said, and no one was mightier than the Machines. But then, Petra had tired of this debate a long time ago.At last satisfied with her work, Petra raised the rifle into the workshop's light. The rifle was a somewhat blocky weapon, taking the form of a long-barreled marksman's gun, complete with a long-range scope. Various modular weapon parts rested on the table nearby. A bulky cylinder that could render the rifle whisper-silent, a shortened barrel and extended magazine that could turn it into an assault weapon, even a slew of specialized rounds designed to deliver anything from a tank-killing anti-armor shot to a localized napalm blast; the tools of the rifle's bloody trade gazed back from where the sat, and were Petra the superstitious sort, she might have felt their anger and their unwholesome desire to be used.It was one of her better works, felt Petra. She felt that warm, pleasant buzz of satisfaction so familiar to a craftsman after a job well done, and hoped its intended recipient would put it to good use.Something chimed. A message icon appeared in the corner of her vision.
>>34653181Hahaha! You might find a hint later on during Chiaki's inauguration!
(3/10)<New message received. Sender: Fiona Mac Manus. Subject: You're not going to fucking believe this>Petra paused and set the rifle back down as she read the message.As Warmaster of an Officio unlike any other, one both unique and isolated from the rest of the world, Petra found that very few things surprised her. What she found in the message was one of those things.-“Well, I guess it solves -that- mystery.”The two of them were walking down the halls of the Olympia: Petra on the left, Fiona on the right. Their pace was hurried, as the curious news they had received could wait for nothing.“All this time, we were wondering where the hell the 'Indomitus' pattern Tactical Dreadnought suit went,” said Fiona, snorting. “And it turns out the bitches in the Ninth had stolen it.” Petra remained silent. The gears in her head, both literal and figurative, turned as she mulled over the situation.Just a few minutes ago, she had received a message from the Ninth Officio Assassinorum. A request, it seemed, to send someone from the Fourth to repair the 'Terminator' armor in question, to be completed as soon as possible. Petra wasn't sure what the Ninth had been doing with the thing—if the pictures they had sent were accurate, it looked as though they had tossed it into an active volcano and fished it back out. For the Fourth, the normal response was retribution. Demands to have the armor returned, an additional fee penalizing the theft; refusal would beget an arms embargo, perhaps even the threat of force, or threaten to have the Olympia turn their Officio's worthless holdings to glass. In an earlier age this was precisely what Petra would have done, without hesitation or mercy. You do not simply steal Fourth Officio property, break it, and then have the temerity to ask for help in fixing it—without the hammer of the Fourth breaking your bones.But, as they say, times have changed.
>>34653107It was very nice, but>>34653019>Elly>>34653045>crunch modeThis isn't intentional, right?
(4/10)Fiona let out a growl. “I know I'm due in Britain in a few hours, but give me a squad and I'll get the 'Indomitus' back. With interest. Whether it's paid in cash or blood is up to them.” Petra answered with silence. “Warsmith?” said Fiona, nonplussed. “Oi, Warsmith. Petra!”“I heard you,” said Petra. “And I'm not sending you. I'm sending Speaker Falko.”That made Fiona come to a dead halt. “What? Did your vox just glitch out, or did you just tell me you're sending that two-faced little snake to get our property back from the Murderers?”“That wasn't a vox glitch. I'm sending Barbara Falko to get the 'Indomitus' back. If at all.”It took Fiona a moment for the last part to sink in. “'If at all'?” she said, incredulous. “You can't mean to...” The Fabricator-General grabbed Petra by the upper arm. “Dammit, Petra, we're the Fourth, not a goddamn charity! You know how many months we spent researching and developing that armor? How much money we put into it? Now you're just going to give it all away to the people who stole it? What the hell is wrong with you?”She leaned her visored head forward. “The more of our secrets you sell off in trying to make 'friends', the less important we are to the rest of the world. You keep forgetting that. We don't have numbers like the Ninth, we don't have local popular support like the Sixth. We don't have the Fourteenth's influence, and we're not low-profile like the Seventeenth. We lose our technology and we're scrap, because technology is what we are.” Her silver arms trembled as spat the words out. “And knowing all that, you want us to just give away the one thing that'll give us back our edge? Are you insane?”
>>34653232... They're targeting OUR officio?![Scowling intensifies]
>>34653276Haha, nah, just a coincidence. Eliphas and Eleanor are two different people, and 'crunch mode' is just a normal saying.
(5/10)Petra grasped Fiona's offending limb by the forearm. “You're jumping to conclusions, Fiona. First: I'm not necessarily going to give it to them for free, that will depend on how negotiations go. Second: if I do let them keep it, there will be a point to it. It'll be a good way to build relations between us and a fresh Warmaster of the largest and one of the most powerful Officios in existence. Because you're right, we're not a charity. Third: it's just a prototype. All else fails, we can build a new one if we really need to, and the R&D was almost finished anyway. I also doubt the Ninth can reverse-engineer it that quickly. Fourth:”There was a creak, a groan of metal protest, as Petra's grip tightened. “If you take that tone with me again, Fabricator-General, I will consider that insubordination and I will punish you without mercy. I don't care if we're friends, I don't care if you're one of my Triarchs: I am Warmaster, and my word is law.” With a flick, she threw aside the dented silver arm.“Insubordination?” said Fiona as she checked over her arm. Her tone was tense, but lacked even a modicum of fear. “Thought you made me a Triarch because I spoke the truth. Even if it hurt.”“I made you a Triarch to tell me the truth, Fiona, not whine at me like a yappy little dog.”Fiona glared at Petra for a moment, before letting out a harsh chuckle. “Ha ha! True. But I'll say it again.” She resumed striding forwards. “Handing out shiny trinkets won't do anything except maybe get you a smile or two. A good way to by gratitude, but not respect.”Petra hesitated for a moment, before following after the Fabricator-General.“Hmph. I'll keep that in mind—hmm?” <New message received. Sender: Fabricator Gamal Jazerant. Subject: Re: Message from the Ninth> Fiona turned back towards Petra. The Warmaster had come to a full stop, gazing off into nothing as she read the new missive. “Eh? What's wrong?"
(6/10)“Hmm,” murmured the Warsmith. “Just got a note from Fabricator Jazerant. I think this will make you rethink taking back the 'Indomitus' from the Murderers.”“That'll be the day,” said Fiona with a snort. “What's it say?”“Looks like 'Indomitus' was being taken care of by one of their technicians while they were holding onto it. Improved upon it, even.”“Hnh. Well, with a technician like that, dunno why they're calling us.” Fiona idly checked her dented vambrace again. “Who is it? Think we should throw an invite their way? This one might be more promising than that Iwakura girl.”Petra made a sound not unlike whisper-purr of a moving servo. It took Fiona a second to realize the Warmaster had chuckled. “Even if we do invite her, I doubt she'll come back.”That made Fiona pause. 'Come back'? The Fabricator-General couldn't think off the top of her head of anyone the mystery person could be. And did Petra just laugh? This, she thought, was a day of surprises.Fiona let out a chuckle herself. “Alright, and who's this genius who decided to leave us and never come back?”Before them, the engraved doors of the Mechanicus facilities groaned open, bringing the Warmaster and her Fabricator-General to the familiar sight of heavy industry. Already, a pair of Fabricators were scurrying about, preparing tools, drones, and supplies for the journey to Japan, while others looked to their own duties.As she observed her girls at work, Petra answered the Fabricator-General. There was a rare twinge of amusement in her voice.“Do you remember little Misaka? Russian girl, had a brother—”“—who was a reedy little shit, kept whining about stuff he found on the internet? I remember them. Why do you...wait.” Realization struck like a hammer blow.“...no. No way,” she muttered, shaking her head. “Really? No jokes? Little Misaka's the one who's been taking care of the 'Indomitus'?”“Really,” said the Warmaster.
>>34653311what do we keep saying about greenyou should have listenedyou could have stopped thisBut no, a different kind of hint.
(7/10)“...really?”“...yes.”“Huh.”Fiona stared at the hulking silhouette that sat at the back of the chamber. The 'Cataphract' suit gazed back, like a stern, vigilant god made of beaten and hammered metal. Then the Fabricator-General looked back at Petra.“Well...maybe we -could- just build another one...”- Barbara Falko had been in her quarters, tending to a bit of her leg where the paint had come off. The thin brush in her hand dripped with blue paint as she read and reread the missive.'The Warsmith wants me to do -what-?' She paused, then reread the message from the beginning.'Mission objectives: coordinate between Fabricators Feist and Stein, and the Ninth Officio Assassinorum during repairs of 'Indomitus' Tactical Dreadnought armor system; deliver package to Chiaki Matsuda. Whether or not we demand the 'Indomitus' back is left to your discretion.” Oh? So that's where that thing ended up. She hauled herself off of her chair and began putting away her paint supplies. 'And “left to my discretion”...'Ah, the Ninth, thought Barbara as she packed her things and made her way down to the hangar bays. She had already been assigned to represent the Fourth during the new Warmaster's ratification ceremony, which she figured was just going to be a milk run. This, however, made things a little more interesting.The diplomacy game with them was never dull. None of the overly-stiff formality of the Second, or the coarse bluntness of the Sixth: professional, subtle, and sharp as knives, those Murderers. She'd never had the chance to meet the great Malal—that infamous Equerry and Culexus Rank leader—which she regretted. She would rather have liked to meet the genius behind the Animus Speculum, but cataclysmic incursions into reality by abominations that had no right to exist had a way of ending one's dreams.
(8/10)And there, of course, was the infamous “Golden Goddess”. By virtue of not living under the rock, Barbara had heard much about Mami Tomoe and her immaculate qualities. How she was perfect, how she the pinnacle of being a Magical Girl, how legions of girls around the world wanted to be -just like her-. Barbara wondered if this at last was her chance to see what lay beneath that flawless mask.Digging through the honeyed words and the posturing and the body language to uncover the hidden agenda lying beneath was a requisite skill for any good diplomat, as it revealed precisely what the other party was trying to do. Any general worth the title had to know the enemy's intentions in order to formulate a plan to defeat it, and the negotiation table was just as much a battlefield as any. Barbara also refused to believe any human could be so perfect the way Tomoe purportedly was. Not without keeping a skeleton or two locked away. After all, only a machine could be so perfect, and last time she checked, the blonde Vindicare was still only human.So what was Mami Tomoe's agenda? What secrets was she hiding? Why would a someone, one so unrivaled in all aspects of being a Magical Girl, set aside becoming the Warmaster of the largest and one of the most powerful Officios in the world, letting a surly, sub-optimal drunk take her place? After having been Warmaster-in-training for so long, no less. Yet, when the time came, she obediently stepped down from her seat, and, if rumor were to believed, even openly supported her successor.Oh yes. The upcoming Ratification ceremony in Japan was going to be interesting.
(9/10)Barbara let out a sigh as she opened the doors to the Olympia's aircraft hangers. One of the gunships—similar to the one that brought Honoka to the Fourth—was being prepped for takeoff, maintenance crew and repair drones swarming around and atop of it like so many ants. One of the mechanics informed her that they still needed a few minutes before the plane was ready for take off, so Barbara opted to while away the time by reading up on the Ninth Officio. “Fabricators Stein and Feist are on their way, Barbara,” said one of the mechanics. “Bring me back something cool, alright?”A polite smile—optimized by human interaction software for maximum politeness—was Barbara's response.As she skimmed her way through some intel files on the Ninth, nagging little voice gnawed away at her heart. She wondered if she was being too suspicious, too eager to dig up the old, rotting bones lying inside everyone's wardrobe. The Executor Fetial, Djara Crusius, often criticized her for that; a degree of vigilance is always good for a diplomat, she'd said, but paranoia is not. A degree of trust is needed, or communication is impossible. Perhaps her boss and the head of the Emmeles diplomatic corps had a point. Or, perhaps, Crusius was just naïve. The Executor Fetial liked to say—shout from the rooftops, even—that the Fourth needed to open up to the outside world. Shed its long-standing image of being crazy hermits obsessed with tinkering. No wonder the Warsmith made her one of the Triarchs, what with her new policy of trying to make friends with the outside world. Heh. Fiona Mac Manus was grouchy for -days- after -that- promotion ceremony.
(10/10)The sound of approaching footsteps broke her out of her reverie. “Speaker Falko?” It was Fabricator Stein, one of the top members of the Mechanicus. Her ivory-on-red paint scheme reflected the floodlights in the hangar bay. “We're ready to set out.”Oh well, thought Barbara as she rose and made to follow. Officio politics weren't really to Barbara's tastes. Let the Fabricator-General and the Executor Fetial fight their petty squabbles; her job, as far as she was concerned, was to make sure the Fourth came out ahead in any deal or negotiation, and nothing else.As she stepped up into the plane's cabin, Barbara idly wondered what sort of festivities the Ninth had planned.-CHAPTER V END-As always, many thanks to deculture for letting me write and post this.Pastebin: http://pastebin.com/WQvyJPM0And a VERY big thank you to deculture for the drawings of Barbara! Attached above is an alternate version that questions your level of mad.
>>34652821Thanks for running!http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Magical%20Girl%20Noir%20QuestThread has been archived and updated, including writeups!I hope we don't get any nasty surprises during the remainder of our ceremony!
>>34653677>I hope we don't get any nasty surprises during the remainder of our ceremony!Of course there will. Why wouldn't there be?
>>34652821Thanks for the thread.
The Riddle of Witch Flesh - Part 4*** It's time to continue with this story. There is still much to record, and so much more I should rather be thinking of instead. Let's see: Where I've last left off, a Vanus of the Twelfth, whose name I've had yet to learn, was staring at the abyss. With a commendable presence of mind, one of the Vindicare girls around had managed to raise her gun the moment she understood what's happening. I saw her fire off the hip earlier, and it was because she now took a split second to properly aim at the crumbling Gem, that she was too late. We could have saved ourselves a lot of trouble right there. The newly formed Grief Seed vanished into thin air, and her shot had passed through an already dead body. As fast as Barbara's storm went by, the wind had started picking up again. The sky took on an increasingly darker tone, and it was obvious a Barrier was being set up. But, aside from another dead body we now had on our hands, the Witch herself was nowhere around. Strange. If they Witch out right before you, you normally appear at the center, or at least very close near her. This seemed like there would be a whole Labyrinth to go through.[1/9]
>>34648972Can we get a Lucca with The Future Refused To Change? Not exactly a magical girl but shut up.
>>34653935Ahahaha, Haruka's banner was my awkward reference to CT, yes. One of my favorite games ever, but I don't think I'll be making any CT banners any time soon
In place of an antenna on the rooftop shack stood a telephone pole. Where you could earlier see roof bracing were now high walls of barbed wire. Instead of a field of laundry poles, there was a whole load of semaphores and traffic signs - the incomprehensible, long kind, with a ton of different colors, that you normally see on railways. And indeed, rather then a plastic tube for wires smelted into the roof ground, we suddenly had a pair of rails under our feet. In addition to dust and dirt, ground was now littered with gravel, the sun had turned into a blood tinted moon, and sooner than you could blink, we were in a brand new world yet again.A lot of Barriers take on the properties of the place where the girl had Witched out, but this one was pretty particular about exactly how it wanted to look. This reality bending power doesn't come from the mind. According to Panna, the power of a Witch depends less on the personal competency of the girl, and more on her karma. The research of karma is something Librarians are fascinated by - it's apparently the magical equivalent of rocket science, but simply put, it's metaphysical weight, or objective importance. It seems to be difficult to judge and measure. This raises the question I'd ask a lot later: Was this pale, lanky druggie important somehow? Even if that was so, she is now a statistic in the Archive. Sometimes this job makes me and our other Eversors feel like a daybreak garbage squad of the magical girl world. Waking up almost every day, knowing that you'll have to clean up other people's mess again, never knowing how much of it will be actual feces. I am the boss, so I've even got the incineration part down. [2/9]
>>34654037We're not on the end of page 10 yet, I have faith in you.
This time, though, things were different. "So, Popelka, this one is on you." I've told her, moving on the track's side, but still keeping the sudden high ground of the rail embankment, since it was so demonstrative. "Do you want to have your girls taking her out too? You know you're done with the first hunt now, so you can really just kind of heel turn and go home, if you want." She turned to the recovering squad. "Yeah, I'm definitely going to take the overtime here, myself. Not like I've got anything better to do. You others, though, bail if you feel like it." She raised both her hands, and made gestures to illustrate both choices, which made her look all the more like an instructor. "Being proactive is good, but judging your capabilities right matters a lot more. With Barbara, you've just seen some of the most insane stuff that Witches can do. It's all downhill from here. This is a fresh Barrier and I hear the train coming from this side of the rail, so you've probably just got to go in the other, and you're out. But don't actually go into the tracks, pretty sure they are the worst place to be here." As a matter of fact, there was only one pair of those. Clearly, the train could only go one way. They've all seemed to be deeply considering it. Screw all that "Ma'm, best of the best ma'm!" garbage you'd hear elsewhere, but still. I may never have managed to fully accept that for all their quirky talents, the Twelfth is still a bunch of wimps. There are so many tomboys, too! These costumes the Vindicare are wearing are spiffy, but you can still mostly recognize the Twelfth's dressing theme. It's much more striking with Eversors. Uniforms, sportswear, work clothes, casual clothes, even Kamile's costume was a frilly tracksuit.[3/9]
I mean, what kind of a girl fulfills her childhood hopes by putting on pants? I'd hate to step on thin ice here by bringing sexuality into it all, maybe they just happen to get costumes like that. Each seems to have their own explanation for it. It sort of creates a romantic image of gentlemen that guard the princesses, those being Vanus. If only they could follow the image through with strength of character, or at least a basic sense of responsibility. In the end, two of them left, proposing they'd stay nearby anyway, guarding the entrance against any Familiars that would spill out. Well, that was one problem solved. I appreciated having nine girls do my work for me, since I'd have to rely on magic much more with only one hand. Another concern to deal with - that my arm was wrecked, and few of the girls had gotten some cuts in Barbara's barrier as well. And aside from cleaning the wound with flames, I suck at healing. If Panna was more lax with her Venenum students, we could have those battle auxiliary Venenum, but no such luck. My normal approach would be toughing it out and using the limb like nothing's wrong. But nine girls were looking at me now, and that would set a terrible example. Can't expect that from everyone. Fortunately, there was an option I had just for this situation, even though it felt tempting to ignore it again.Panna's potions are indeed something I try to not think about. Like, well, a lot of things. The sight of a Warmaster riding the Love Potion, working off her four months, and becoming more and more of a wreck, until she can't hold it together anymore and expands the list of high profile Witches, that really burns itself into your mind. I think we never actually were supposed to see any of them, not us Rank Leaders, not even most of the Librarians, but damn, I did. That's how I found out that Panna can screw up like every other person.[4/9]
I did have a makeup case with some of her stuff in it, but it still felt completely reprehensible. You would kind of expect Panna to put some contingency mind control drugs in it, or use the normals-can't-see-this excuse, due to which you have to always carry it around if you're ever going to use it, to put some kind of a tracking device inside. See the back of the case below. Now tell me, am I paranoid? Vászon's alchemical mending cream- Apply onto and into the wound. Enhances blood, skin, and basic tissue recovery. Effective within a minute, so do it fast.- Intended for use on: skin cuts, nicked veins and arteries, cleanly cut muscles.- Not intended to be used on: torn muscle fiber, severed tendons, or wounds that reach internal organs.- NEVER use on broken bones. If the wound is so nasty that you can't avoid touching it, the cream absolutely must not get into the marrow.- Uses next to none of your energy, but is set to lose magical properties if no Gem is nearby. Always carry on your person upon receiving.- Side effects: Immediate hunger, fat loss, muscle mass loss, weight loss, heavy sweating. Leaves scar tissue. After use, eat a big meal, and visit the medical bay or consult the nearest Venenum to have the wound checked. I've figured it should be alright to use, bone wasn't sticking out, though it was hurting like fractured at least. The bruised and torn skin bled a lot in one spot, probably opened a vein there, that could have been a problem. Then again, making sure you won't bleed out seemed to be the point of this. It's kind of a mixed blessing, but sustaining the same wound many times can really help your kinesthetic sense. You don't know pleasure until you've had your soul caressed, and much like that, you can hardly call yourself a masochist if you don't even know the pain of having your brain cut.[5/9]
Having known the extremes also makes you duller to the mundane. Rubbing it in hurt too, but like I am saying, pain is something that gets old. It almost put me off when I've given the case to the wounded squaddies, and they were still making all those silly grimaces and moans when all they had to do was touching a bit of their own flesh. Finally, the drag was done with. "Let's get a move on. It's your turn to shine now. Can't suffer a Witch to live. You've already been baptized(?) sub utraque specie there, so to say, through both water and fire. I am sure you can handle this. If anything, it will be much easier the second time". If only I could be this charismatic without the costume on. It really makes it easier to say what I want in an impressive way. It's probably all psychological, I just feel much more confident like this. Which, in the end, may have to with my wish. "Will those tracks on the ground move, or can she leave them? Damn." Popelka seemed really worried about positioning, and complained that the rail hill was too high to see over, forcing us to keep somebody on the top, which ended up being her. In the distance, we soon saw her first Familiars, who took a convenient while to appear. Apparently a bunch of winged wheels. They couldn't have been any strong now, and couldn't really beat the group's firepower. Coming from only one place, the tracks, before they've realized they can fly, that didn't help them either.Good, wouldn't like to be on the front line, there. Blocking attacks that are based on centrifugal force sucks. It's why I use a flail. The wheels would have played rough if they ever got close enough.[6/9]
Wheels. I was reminded of High Marshal Raleigh. Now, we basically see the Blessed Lady as a grim reaper, because she appears around divinations regarding death. They have a whole, fairly pointless, advanced mythology relating to her, and long story short, one of her saints is associated with wheels. The thing is, they approach it in a really naive fashion. Shouldn't religious people know that wheels are martyrdom, and loss of man against fate? I am the ignorant savage of the Twelfth, and even I know this one. You see wheels on the art in churches, basically all the time. I didn't manage to get a hit in very often. They only ever came from one direction even further in, seeing that the rest was walled off with wires, the corridor around the tracks slowly narrowing. So, they got drowned in curtain fire, and I eventually just kind of withdrew back, so I wouldn't stand in their way. They've managed to progress economically, blasters stepping in when a group would try to break through. It was a bloody hallway, really. With time, maybe, the Barrier could accumulate switches, and turn into a proper Labyrinth, but all the way until we hit the station, it was fairly straightforward. The station not only had quite a few of the winged wheels waiting, but also had steep concrete walls right around the still only one-way rail, which was worrying. There was barely enough space for half the squad to form a line. In the distance behind it, the sky had carried a small trail of witch letters, that I think were supposed to be the train's hooting. Soon enough, we could also see her outline, and that's when the weapon users had understood just how massive she is, and started worrying whether they really did well by coming along. "She looks so fast. I don't think my throwing stars will do anything here, ma'm. What do we do when she gets here? Just hit it with everything we've got?"[7/9]
Popelka spared the girl no look, instead gesturing the blasters to come forward. "Yeah. This is pretty much exactly why I've recommended you that grenade training. Grenades are good. Now get back." Curious. My complaint about blasters not knowing how to shoot guns now stood on its head. Popelka is clearly really trying, so it's strange her squad can get away with being that impractical. Can't she just, like, order them to learn certain stuff and bring certain equipment? Martina is quite the iron lady as well, at least with subordinates. Could it be the Librarians filling their heads with bullshit about personal development? The train Witch had approached soundlessly, but with an overwhelming amount of Witch text all around it. One of the blasters almost fell, and another had to catch and support her, from the sheer volume of letters and wind pressed against us, before it was even in range. There was no earthly way of knowing whether in this station, it was stopping. The first gunshots and bolts had next to no visible effect on it, but an explosion of pink petals from the blaster with best range had visibly managed to tilt it. "That's it! More on that side!" Pure green light, followed by a pair of fireballs and a bolt of golden lightning smashed into her, her locomotive head already completely fallen to the side, but unable to stop anymore. The rest of her body kept pushing her forward. She was vomiting Witch letters everywhere now, the sky and even the rail corridor's walls being almost lost to sight. I've wanted to yell that she's sliding to the right and to get on the other side, but there was no time to do even that, so I've just grabbed the girl farthest(?) in the danger zone, and jerked her out of the trainwreck's way. Immediately after, the letters overwhelmed us completely, and once they were gone, the whole Barrier was, like it never existed.[8/9]
>>34652981>>34653019>>34653045>>34653071>>34653107Green hair is the danger.
I have been scared that we'd get hit by the tail, and wanted to jump, but that wasn't even necessary in the end. No wounds on anyone else, either. Her Grief Seed had kept the momentum she had, though, and flied quite far into the distance. We had to search for it for solid half an hour, and then we had to fish it from a rain pipe as well.Who was she, and why did this happen? It boggled my mind all the way through. It may have been the tedious task of scanning every inch of the bordering apartment complex from the rooftop that emptied my mind, and let suspicion seep in like it never did before. I've had it with hypocrisy and being always left in the dark. I was really drawn to the idea of finding out just what her story was. Basically, she was a good example of all that I hate about the Twelfth. The amount of recruits and transferees, and the 70% witch-out rate. You almost never see anybody being pressed into losing the fight, though, like with bullying or such. I even try to stomp that right out when it turns up, despite it generally being the victim's fault for letting it happen. There obviously was another way this was carried out, and Panna knows why she keeps it out of our sights and minds. Having stayed in the business for years made it feel almost natural, that girls come and go, but for some reason this one was the straw that broke the camel's back, and resulted in me eventually taking action.[9/10]
For the rest of the day, and since then even until now, I'd be melancholic and contemplative. And emotional, and quite a bit more honest than usual. After five years of having to steel my mind and guilt tripping myself into trying ever harder, something broke. It broke subtly, and without me noticing. She really did make a good martyr after all.[10/10]
I am forever in your debt, TwiceAlso this is the show-to-decu-for -probing version so there are notes in it and shit but alas.Let this be a lesson to you all:Do NOT attempt to post writeups from phone.
>>34654715You got it though!2 threads before falling off the board.Finished updating the archive, goodnight gents!
>>34654715I feel you. I posted one of my write ups from phone once.Wasn't the nightmare you had to go through, but it sure wasn't pleasant!
I guess I'll throw the actual real version in my pastebin. http://pastebin.com/u/RatmanThis is going to be a series from me, by the way, since I had quite a lot stocked up. It took a while to clean it up, so starting off like this is just dishonorable. Decu's patience is amazing. This show is now on the road.