She's Fine Too, Thanks

[way_of_vengeance]

[As Willis walks up and about, resuming his usual behavior, the other person who made a miraculous recovery is quietly sipping tea.
...Oh, she had a bit of squirming metal stabbed straight through her ankle, and somehow teleported twice during the battle. Nothing, really.]

Well Mistress, I would say that went well. No-one seems to have noticed your...indiscretion.



Y-yes, indeed...nobody at all...



...You can't seriously be upset...


But I tried so hard! I even let some of my many secrets slip, and dropped hints about my dark and mysterious past!
*sniff*
...I'm never going to be cool...

[She continues sobbing quietly into the tea.]

Striking the same place twice

[caressthedarkness]

1. (Right after Dance of Death)

Thank you, everyone...

If not for your encouragement, I would not have managed to perform the summoning completely.

[She does frown harder, though.]

I know this might seem like I am asking too much of the situation, but I only wish I could have done it sooner, without anyone being placed in harm's way...

So, I apologize as well...and I will visit Willis to tell him this as soon as I'm allowed to.

[Granted, she has no idea what kind of state the guy is in...]

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2. (Semi-locked - Frontdated by about half a day or so.)



( Cut for length )

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((OOC: I will most likely be slow on tags due to the slowatus mentioned on OOC. Please bear with me, and thanks in advance.))

Ripping off the veil

[abugslife]

[1 - more of a react post than anything]
[Right after the battle with the AEP, the giant dragon and the mysterious crystal creatures, Hetepheres is nowhere to be found. Why? Turning on the TV, pretty much any channel, will provide the answer. She is at a public ESUN conference, impromptu but still crowded as hell, giving a statement - an explanation of matters regarding Gebians, the hostile Anti-Earthling Party and the allied Pro-Earthling Party. The speech is long and covers topics most people in UG know about already, so it's honestly kinda boring if you already heard about it. But the majority of the population didnt; journalists are besieging the Gebian general, asking questions ranging from reasonable to ridiculous. She answers them all stoically, but the more perceptive can notice her patience is starting to grow thin.]

[2 - the actual prompt, default]
[Some time after that Hetepheres returns to Alhambra, via Scaraber - and the mech has its new shiny upgrade, in the form of golden scarab-like armor with wings and four arms. Now it looks even more beetletastic! The general leaves her machine, several Gebian mechanics already swarming in for maintenance.]

...Politics are tiring. They might be a part of my role as ambassador, but I prefer fighting on the physical battlefield. It felt nostalgic to have the proper number of limbs again.

Day of the 'Jack

[tillallareone]

[With everything that's been happening and the continuously escalating threats, the Autobots are moving about as best as they could to assist. However while most Autobots are out of Sakihama, a few have moved over to Alhambra for the day... the reason?]



Okay! Energon Pump is installed, and the recalibration for the power feed should be alright...

[Wheeljack has decided to.... experiment. Specifically in the testing of adapting Energon for usage in Earth Based Machines to amplify their combat capability. Admittedly only a small amount was used for the test but it was regarded as enough. A trio of modified mooks (Genoace, Bushnell and a Destroid Tomahawk stand proudly for usage - admittedly with far more cabling across their bodies than they should normally have.]

... Ratchet, is all that really necessary?



Yes. Yes it is Wheeljack. We all know how your experiments go, better safe than sorry - especially since we have humans getting involved.

[Ratchet is standing close by with an emergency team on standby, looking nonplussed. Wheeljack looked rather sheepish despite a lack of visible facial expression.]



You never know though, this might be the next big breakthrough!

[Wheeljack sounded pretty pumped for the test runs.]

I even got Rewind over here to record everything for posterity.



[The Cassette-bot waved at Ratchet and let out a burst of odd, distinctly mechanical noise... was that their language? Either way, Ratchet sighs.]



Lets just get this over with. Pilot, you may go when ready.

After "The War of Myths"

[no99]

Not long after returning from the mission, Suma is in a lounge, with a bottle of wine in one hand. She said that she would tell her story, so here she is. She takes a long, deep drink straight from the bottle before she begins.

"Once upon a time, there was a fool and a pharaoh. The pharaoh made a wager with the universe that mankind's nature was to wage eternal war, with peace naught but a passing distraction. With his power, he raised an army of ninety-nine gods of war, cursed to a life of unending warfare. The fool murdered the last, and became a war god herself."

"Whenever a war god dies in battle, the pharaoh replaced them. Whenever a war god chose a life of peace, their gifts vanished, and upon their death they could not be replaced. However, such was their ferocity that none turned away from the path of bloodshed for centuries. The fool was among the worst of them, killing for the joy of it for many years."

"Then, one day, the fool realized that, for all her enjoyment, the war gods brought with them nothing but misery wherever they went, a plague upon the world. So, she decided to get rid of them. One by one, she fought them, defeated them, and forced them to forsake war or die. Over thousands of years, she thinned the ranks of the war gods. Many chose death over peace. They were replaced, and their replacements met the same fate. Four thousand years after the journey began, five war gods remained - the fool, the pharaoh, and three in between."

"I am Suma. I lost this eye killing the original War God No. 99. It is now my title. I will continue to fight until none remain."

Another long drink. Until none remain - she counted herself among them, too.

"Njall, will you tell your tale as well, or shall it wait for another day?"