You suddenly gain access to some advanced as all hell genetics/cloning labs, allowing you to create any creature that is /tg/ related.
For example, if you want to cook up a DnD dragon with science, you can do it.
However, the catch is that you have to create /tg/ monsters for a zoo.
You can not clone gods or goddesses, but other than that go wild.
Whatever you clone can be contained and shown no matter what it is or how strong.
But remember, your making a zoo. What do you make for it? The name of it?
>>43745803
>clone a genie
>it is necessarily captive and has to grant my wish
>"I wish I could clone a god"
>clone a god
>upload my mind to the god while in embryonic stage
>rule the universe
</thread>
>>43745803
Dragon zoo. One of every color.
Only do Chromatics I guess. They're evil anyway and they would absolutely fucking hate being in a zoo. Shit would be sadistically hilarious.
Start expanding to other creatures as time goes on. Or maybe start with boring stuff and then make dragons when ticket sales slump.
>>43745945
Why don't you just wish yourself into a god? Cut out the bullshit.
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You are Commander Sonali Vasusena, N7, Spectre, and Commanding Officer of the SSV Nakshatra. At the moment, you’re contemplating if Biotically slapping your Second-In-Command’s Ass counts as sexual harassment. Admittedly, Leo wouldn’t press charges, but all that means is that he’s going to get you back in an equivalent manner. But that’s a matter for another time. At the moment, you’re simply waiting for your crew to finish settling in the Nakshatra so the ship can begin its journey to Noveria, where you plan on assaulting a suspected Cerberus Research Facility in order to uncover more info on the terrorist organization.
Second Day as a Spectre and you’re pretty damn busy.
You give Leo a hand in climbing out of the CIC’s main holo-projector, the look in his eyes promising retribution. You smile sweetly in response; you regret nothing.
As soon as Leo is out of the console, it immediately flickers back to life, displaying the Galaxy and the routes of the various Mass Relays.
>[CONT.]
>>43745406
“Ha!” Navigator Guilford says from his console. “Looks like you fixed it when you fell on it Lieutenant.”
Leo chuckles sheepishly and rubs the back of his head, “Yeah, sure looks like it. Guess it just needed a good whack.”
Chuckling to yourself, you begin planning your next course of action.
>Action?
>Check in with Engineering
>Check in with the Ship’s Doctor
>Check your mail
>Talk to one of your Squadmates (Who?)
>Wander around [Roll a 1d10 in this case]
>[Write-in]
Rolled 7 (1d10)
>>43745427
Check mail while wandering around.
>>43745427
>>Check in with Engineering
>What is Exalted?
An epic high-flying role-playing game about reborn god-heroes in a world that turned on them.
Start here: http://theonyxpath.com/category/worlds/exalted/
>That sounds cool, how can I get into it?
Read the 3e core book (link below). For mechanics of the old edition, play this tutorial: http://jyenicolson.net/exalted/. It'll get you familiar with most of the mechanics.
>Gosh that was fun. How do I find a group?
Roll20 and the Game Finder General here on /tg/. With the new edition, though, chances are more games will crop up.
Resources for Third Edition
>3E Backer Core https://mega.nz/#!E1dRBBIa!ZbQG4IasYCJRli2bhgE2MOdWeFAeV3N1rqL9kAIGbNE
>Character Sheet & Init tracker: https://drive.google.com/open?id=0ByD2BL6J89Nick41YUk0RUt3YlU
>Online charsheet:
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>General Homebrew dumping folder: https://drive.google.com/folderview?id=0ByD2BL6J89NiQzdCWWFaY0c5Mkk&usp=sharing
>Collection of old 3e Materials, including comics and fiction anthologies https://www.mediafire.com/folder/t2arqtqtyyt28/Exalted_3Leak
>Charm Trees:
>Solar Charms: https://imgur.com/a/q6Vbc
>Martial Arts: https://imgur.com/a/mnQDe
>Evocations: https://imgur.com/a/TYKE4
Resources for 2.5 Edition:
>All books with embedded errata notes, as well as some extras: https://www.mediafire.com/folder/253ulzik1j9s5/Exalted
>Chargen software: http://anathema.github.io/
>Anathema homebrew charm files: https://www.mediafire.com/folder/pka3nz3vqbqda/Anathema_Files
>MA form weapon guide: http://www.brilliantdisaster.net/dif/ExaltedMA.html
>http://www.mediafire.com/view/ua7tanepy2jfkdp/Exalted_2nd_Ed_-_Return_of_the_Scarlet_Empress.pdf
Resources for 1e:
>https://www.mediafire.com/folder/9vp0e9id3by6m/Exalted_1e
The Rules are Still Bad Edition
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>>43745310
Remember Morke and Holden are liars.
>>43745310
imho the rules are good for the most part.
Winter Ball is today! Come on in, play some music and hang out.
https://www.dubtrack.fm/join/4chan-winter-ball-2015
Please stop.
This is awful.
>>43745199
adding some stuff the the music queue.
Blast from the past, /tg/. Where should I settle?
>>43745142
Find somewhere temperate, with trees, flux, and both deep and shallow metals for something straightforward.
Deserts, mangrove swamps, mountains and colder regions are more challenging.
>>43745360
Well what do you guys feel like playing? I know how to play the game.
>>43745142
The patch of haunted land in the middle of the regional map.
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You stand back and watch as Jessica and Abigail continue reassembling the strange machine out of parts Jessica has lying around the warehouse. You got told to stand back and watch, since you clearly had no idea what was going on.
Apparently taking tech class in high school a couple times doesn't prepare you for working on complex magical machinery. Who knew?
So here you are, standing at a safe distance and trying your damnedest not to stare at Abigail's butt as she does something underneath the machine.
It sounds like she's hitting something with a wrench under there..
"There!" Abigail says, as she stands up, wipes her brow, shakes her hair back, and adjusts her glasses.
Yes, it turns out that Abigail wears glasses. Her vision is good enough that she only needs them for finer work like writing, or working on complex magical machines. She wears a light, fashionable pair of thin, half rimmed glasses that are in desperate need of some adjusting, as they are constantly sliding down her nose.
Abigail skips over to you, and hugs your arm.
"So... now what?" You ask.
"Now we use it" Abigail says, practically bouncing with excitement.
"You mean... quantify someone?" You ask. "Are you sure that's a good idea?"
"We switched it up" Jessica says. "I don't have the parts around here to rebuild the machine, so we altered it"
"What does it do now?" You ask.
"Turns magic into code" Jessica says. "Wanna give it a go?"
>I'll pass
>I'll let someone else go first
>Try it out with something basic
>Try it out with time magic
>Other
>>43745129
>>Try it out with time magic
In for a penny, in for a pound.
>>43745129
>Try it out with time magic
>>43745129
>Try it out with time magic
What He said! >>43745223
>Infinity is a 28mm skirmish game by Corvus Belli where Islamists crash infidel internets.
>Official site:
http://www.infinitythegame.com/
>All the rules are for free. Buying the books is only relevant for fluff:
http://www.infinitythegame.com/archive.php
>Provisional Catalog where you can look at pretty pictures of the miniatures you're thinking of getting:
http://www.infinitythegame.com/catalogue/
>Rules wiki:
http://wiki.infinitythegame.com/en/Main_Page
>Official Army Builder:
http://www.infinitythegame.com/army
>N3 Hacker Helper:
http://www.captainspud.com/n3hacking/
>Batreps:
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>Terrain:
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>Faction Rundown:
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>All Consolidated Rules:
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>Latest news is the Economically Questionable RPG Kickstarter
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>The Actual Faction Poll
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>>43690116
>>43745077
His thighs are damn tiny. I think that's why his legs look so fucked up.
>>43745077
To infinity ... and beyond!
>tfw canonhttp://i.imgur.com/7C8xckt.png
Halp, I'm on the verge of starting a third army. Damn you Scottish ladies!
What do evil, uncontrolled unintelligent undead do? Like if the necromancer General dies, what does his skeleton army get up to?
Depends on the setting.jpg
>>43744769
I imagine they just amble around, not really going after anyone or anything. Maybe they'll be hostile towards anyone showing up in their patch of the Spooky Forest, but that could depend on the overall malevolence of their masters.
If there are ghouls/zombies, maybe they'll go feral and start hunting people to eat, but I still don't understand why something that's dead needs to eat. A wood full of feral ghouls might be kind of creepy and a good setting for a side-adventure.
Of course, if we go by Warcraft rules, then the necromancer's minions actually become significantly more dangerous and menacing after he jobs it. For some reason.
They immediately swarm into formation and dance-walk to an open area where they can perform large-scale choreographed movements.
A core of skeletons form up in the centre and connect their bodies to make a raised platform while the main host spins, dances, circles and chants around it.
After their requisite song and dance number, they clear a path for the intelligent undead to make their way to the platform, where the new warchief will be decided by danceoff and/or rap battle
Adventurers are of course invited to view the spectacle as guests of honour, and if their rhymes are sufficiently fire then they will be granted the chance to throw shade on stage
Welcome to Banished Quest!
You take the role of a young mage labeled a criminal by his people and cast out into the wider world. In the last thread you returned to your meatsack and terrified a slave.
It is currently the 24th of Svarthi, in the year 936 NH.
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As you advance on the gawping slave, fire dancing at your fingertips, Mortia emerges from a door to your left. You couldn't have timed it better if you'd planned it. She's dressed in elaborate robes dyed a rich blue and trimmed with gold thread. Silver beads sewn into the fabric glitter at her neckline, drawing attention to a enormous ruby sitting at her throat. The dress is composed of three or four layers of silk, accompanied by a thin veil which does little to actually hide her face but is covered in a floral patterning. The clothes she's wearing probably cost more than most commoners could ever dream of possessing.
She twirls around once slowly, the dress flaring out like the petals of a flower. Only once she's completed her turn does she notice Bhaskar lying terrified on the floor in his wine stained robes, and Chrys standing over him menacingly. Not to mention Darzi faking unconsciousness.
Her expression sours, and irritated she snaps out. “Would you five quit wasting time and get ready? We're supposed to get called up in front of the crowd for some sort of ceremony and I'd rather not look like an idiot in front of a bunch of nobles.”
You refrain from pointing out that most nobles are probably going to think she's an idiot by default, humans aren't exactly held in high esteem, as she sweeps past you and past the slave. Seeing his chance he leaps around Chryssa and practically attaches himself to Mortia at the hip, trailing out of the room behind her but never taking his eyes off you and your companions.
You're sure he'll be telling the other slaves all about how you and your friends are secretly abominations from the void masquerading in mortal skin. You wonder if you'll hear them whispering about you behind your back, or about how Bhaskar's lost his mind?
(1/3)
As soon as he's out of earshot Profectus starts laughing, which prompts Darzi to cease pretending to be a corpse. She stands up, adjusting her clothes where Ricky's tentacles had set them askew. “That went well.” She casually remarks. “I'm surprised he didn't scream though.”
You shrug your shoulders, watching the doorway through which Mortia and the slave left. The festivities seem to be dying down, at least the music's stopped. “I think he was trying to. He mostly just laid there with his mouth hanging open but didn't make a sound. I'm not sure what in Pani's name he was thinking, if that's his strategy when confronted with an actual void entity he'll be dead before he even realizes what's ripping out his soul.”
Chrys carefully removes her mask, slipping it inside her bag while wandering over to join you and your other companions gathered in a loose circle. “If it is any consolation, I believe he may have wet himself. At least it smells like he did.”
You hadn't noticed, but then again Chryssa was closer to the man than you were. “We should get more wine.” Profectus announces once he's stopped laughing. “Since he spilled ours all over himself when he fell. I'm not sitting through some boring ceremony sober.”
“How would being drunk make the ceremony more tolerable?” Darzi ask. “You'd just be more likely to make an ass of yourself and regret it once you've sobered up.”
You cut in. “You just don't get it, Darzi. You don't understand the pain of sobriety to an elf. Every moment spent not soaked in alcohol is a moment wasted to them.”
Profectus adopts an overly serious expression, nodding his head somberly. “He's right, you know. Even now my existence is one of constant suffering without the soothing haze of alcohol to help me forget the pain.”
(2/3)
Changing the subject, you decide to find out a little more about this ceremony. “So before we decided to mentally scar that arrogant little bastard for the rest of his life, what was he saying about the ceremony? What's all this going to entail?”
Fulvia speaks up, summarizing what they were told in a dull monotone. “Zaahir is to call for a momentary halt to the celebration at which point he will name both you and Mortia to come stand before him. You shall both be given glass crowns fashioned from the sand of the battlefield and hailed as Matha, at which point the assembly will expect both you and Mortia to offer up some sort of thanks to your god Surya. Bhaskar explained that two captured bandits will be brought up from the cells to serve as your sacrifices.”
You're expected to kill a captive in honor of Surya? You knew that sacrificing captives used to be commonplace but you haven't heard about it being practiced since several centuries ago. It's generally seen as barbaric, at least among Vatis.
>You don't know if you're okay with that. You need to find your brother and clarify this.
>Eh, they were going to be executed anyway. If you make their death quick, you're doing them a favor.
>You'll go along with it, but you have trouble believing that Mortia is okay with it. Make sure she understands what will be expected.
>Write-in
AWWWWWE YISS!
>>43744184
>Zombie Shogunate Japanese minis.
Okay, shill aside, I'm intrigued.
Connecting to Shadowlands BBS...
>Verifying Biometrics...
>Identity Verified...
>Opening /srg/...
Books:
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Threadly Question: Tell us about your run-ins with corp security. We all know about Knight Errant and the Red Samurai, but maybe some lesser-known groups?
Has anyone made good use of any of the ranged exotic weapons? The dart guns seem to be about the only useful ones.
>>43744130
PhysAd in my last group using shuriken coated with basilisk venom.
>>43744130
Super Squirt Wars, but that's an old story.
Age: 732
Location: Planet Vegeta
Information: Daikon's mission to Planet Echa nearly ended in disaster on multiple occasions. He and his team nearly perished, and none escaped without injury. However, Daikon not only managed to conquer the world, but he convinced its surviving people to pledge allegiance to Frieza, and provide the galactic overlord with technological wonders. In addition, he secured a battle enhancing drug for the Saiyans, which he delivered in secret to the Saiyan scientist Kamatsuna. Now, he has been summoned by Lord Frieza himself.
Welcome to Saiyan Quest. This takes place shortly after the war against the Tuffles, as the Saiyans look for more foes to battle in the absence of their old enemies.
Voting will operate on a first to five system, at least for the time being.
Dialogue is allowed to be added to votes, as are actions (though I'll ignore what I consider shitposting)
During battles, options will usually have a number assigned to them. After that vote has won, players will roll a d100, and have three chances to match or beat that number.
If a 100 is rolled, it is considered a crit success (unless 100 was the number you had to match).
If a 1 is rolled, it is a crit failure, regardless of whether or not the other two rolls are high enough to succeed.
If, during a battle, players want to attempt a writein action, that is allowed, but I am the one who will assign the number to it, so use caution
You're a young male Saiyan who fought in the war with the Tuffles. You are an average fighter for now, but have the potential of one of the greatest warrior races to roam the universe flowing through your veins. There is no limit to what you can accomplish through blood, sweat, and tears.
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My Life for King and Country
HAIL VEGETA
So who here read any of these books as a kid? I remember I used to go to the park and hunt for dragons because of that Dragonology book, was part of what got me interested in fantasy when I was young.
>>43743454
I read Dragonology and Wizardology. Fun times.
>>43743454
I still have my copies on my shelf op!
>>43743454
Damn, it's been a long time since I saw these.
I had Wizardology, and my friend had Dragonology. Good times.
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Charlie the mook
....
"Faaaack"I sigh heavily as I slowly breath out a stream of smoke from my over sized nose "Of course she'd pull something like this...kind of worthless though"
"And why is that you dirty pauper?" Lady petals asks, kicking her feet back and forth as her cat like ears twitch and swivel "Nightmare is the clone of eli, so surely it wouldn't be worthless at all, right?"
"Fear of a shadow belonging to a cow" Sparkwitz yawns, I can feel his breath on the back of my neck "Using a pistol instead of canon, the little girl cries out in fear over nothing at all"
"Well, I fackin hope you were agreeing with me" I sigh shaking my head "Well, lets pray our girl wins this one...eh?"
"Of course" petal's says bowing
"Does winter give way to spring?" the giant fucking cat bagder thing giggles. I rub my forehead, staring towards the vast amount of chaos magic as
Judy Mors, Grey ghost
...
"So, why are you helping?" My friend asks, leaning against the railing of her apartment's balcony as I stare out at...whatever my locket is sensing
"Why aren't you?" I ask flatly as I tap my fingers on the cold metal with a sigh "You're a magical girl to aren't you?"
"I retired judy, and so should you, you don't need to fight anymore, our generation is gone, leave it to the newbies" She sighs "and if this is as bad as I think it is..we may want to stay inside"
"Well you still have your locket...I'll be in a second, I want to see how it starts at least" I sigh with a grin, before I hear the door slide shut behind me and frown...I can't quit, I don't have anything else in my life.
Luke
...
I smile happily as I walk down the street, tossing my sports bag back and forth.
"New episode today" I say as I look up at the sky "Can't wait to see how Charlotte chan does in...Dream?"
cont
>>43743409
I see Charlotte's girl walking towards me down the empty street and...why is no one out...I could've sworn I was just in the middle of a crowd
She glares up at me, her messy black hair hanging over her face as she stops for a moment, saying nothing as she stares at me, making my heart go cold.
She starts walking again and I reach out to see if she's all right.
"Hey, Eli chan is something wrong, you look pretty pissed off?" I ask as she grabs my hand and squeezes it, I hear something crack and gasp in pain as she lets it go and keeps walking
"Luke, if you know what's good for you right now, you should just go home and fuck off" She sighs angrily "I'm not in a pleasant mood and if you stick around I can't guarantee you'll be alright, understand"
I nod slowly, she snorts and chuckles
"Good, don't need more trouble on my mind...stay safe and if you run into charlotte...tell her not to follow me, alright?" She says turning back to me with a small smile
"I will" I say as start to walk away "just be careful okay, I don't want to cry this episode"
"Oh trust me..you won't" She says sternly as I hear concrete crack behind me.
Min
...
"Heeeey" I call out to the not Eli as I sit on a street light above her "Why are you doing all of this, you know both of them are...well Amanda's a sweet girl at least, no reason to hurt her"
"She was trying to kill and eat me" The not eli says flatly as she looks up at me, looking confused "surely a fellow monster like yourself can understand that at least...didn't feel good though, but she was in the way of my duty"
"Well, no I can't" I say shrugging as she sighs and smiles happily "I'm not a monster like you, I'm home grown in this world after all...what are you any ways"
"Well, I'd like to hope I'm a good monster" She says staring out at the street "But...well, of course I am..I was made to serve my queen, and I'm doing so...so I have to be a good monster right?"
Cont
>>43743416
"Well you're certainly a strange one, just like me" I chuckle, before my smile turns into a frown "But you're going to hurt my friend, so I can't really agree with you there"
"She's just as much of a monster as me" The not eli growls angrily, pulling her sword whip out straight "at least I don't hunt others for sport, and as I understand...she's even stolen the power of my kin"
"That'd be my fault, well it may be rude, but I hope you die today...for hurting my friend, but if you live..well I don't care" I sigh angrily, barely resisting my urge to smack her skull in.
A wave of red sand washes up to me, but I'm already through the door by time it crashes into where I was standing seconds before
Katlin Walter's
...
Sis hasn't come back yet...and she seemed really angry when she got her phone call...and Amanda hasn't been back in awhile either, and Charlotte just ran out of the door after her.
I mean I'm not scared of being alone it's just that...everyone else in here is gone to and I don't want to walk home, because Eli would get in trouble and...and
"Hey, don't facking cry" Charlie says as he appears in the seat next to me, blowing out a fog of smoke as he grins widely "Ol charlie's here to keep you occupied"
"And he brought some friends with him...I don't imagine you've changed your mind about my offer?" Lady petals asks as she appears in a cloud of cherry blossoms.
I stare at her as I feel Sparkwitz walk into the store, giggling loudly as the lights flicker and burst, making me shiver in shock.
"War oh what a lovely poem, but such a sad song, choices weigh like anvils in the sea, such a tempting poisoned apple?" it sighs as it curls up under my legs. I stare at the weird flower cat thing and...
Foolish
...
Master...master in danger. I pant as I stop er jogging? down the raised road thing.
I look around nervously, whimpering as I pull at my human fake body. No scents...can't find master.
>>43743442
I whimper louder before I take a deep breath, growling as I clench my hands into...fists! Yes, foolish smart dog, I remembered what they were called.
cont
I chuckle as I run down the street, my arms held out as I get renewed meaning to find Elizabeth
...
Marisa Walter's
...
"It's okay darling" Alfred says as he hugs me from behind, running his hand through my hair as I stare at the locket in my hand "You know our little elizabeth is strong, she'll bounce back even if she loses, and she has friends to help her out now... you don't need to do this love...if one of us has to go to keep her safe...let it be me instead"
"You wouldn't be safe either" I groan as I clench my old locket, sparks of red light flying from between the gaps in my fingers "You'd get hurt or"
"Oh please, I survived fighting with the old king, I'm sure I could stand a normal monster" He laughs...but I can tell he's just doing it to stop me from going out there myself. He hugs me tighter, and doesn't let go
...
The cogs of fate turn...tick tock...tick tock
Choose who you play in the meeting of destiny
[] CRIMSON DREAM, the red mage of the comet
[] CRIMSON NIGHTMARE, the red warlock of the endless sands
Your name is Takashi Wakui. You are a sixteen-year old, Japanese high school student living in a world where half of humanity possesses Personas—manifestations of inner souls as demons, spirits or deities. In the past, you had been one of the unlucky ordinaries lacking a Persona. Then a game called AETHER was forcibly installed on your smartphone. Initially it appeared to be little more than a piece of nasty spyware, extremely persistent and impossible to remove.
Then it sucked you into to a realm called the Blackened Void, where you fought Shadows and gained your first Persona--Ippon-Datara of the Fool Arcana, the degraded blacksmith demon god. Now you are the Wild Card of the 22nd Century, capable of wielding Personas of each Major Arcana. Turns out AETHER is more than a simple, reality-immersive game; it is an accursed phenomenon superimposing itself over an otherworldly realm, consisting of vicious monsters, decrepit ruins and glamorous treasures. And to make matters worse, you and several others have been condemned as its chosen Players.
For what purpose does the game exist, what mysteries lie within and how will you Players achieve victory?
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[7:30 am, 28-Apr-2129 (THURSDAY)]
Today didn’t start out so well. You woke up to the shrill beeps of traffic and the rabble of the city, with a pounding ache in the base of your skull and stiffness in your arms. The pair in the Velvet Room had struck again. Whenever they cared to ‘converse’ with you, you always woke up feeling like a tank had just ran over you. That’s not even getting into what they did a few weeks ago. The blood spewing from our mouth, along with the searing pain in your heart, had been all too real.
Their words imply that someone else used to reside in the Velvet Room. Someone who was a lot nicer and didn’t crush the hearts of children like nuts in a vice. What you wouldn’t give to have that mysterious stranger replace that pair of giggling shitheads. Though he or she would probably be just as cryptic.
When brushing your teeth, you remembered exams would be commencing in less than two weeks. It alone sent your mood into a nosedive. Then you forgot to concentrate and stubbed your toe on the washing machine. You attempted to focus Ippon-Datara’s endurance into your foot to stem the pain. It didn’t work. After that had been cleared up, you opened the fridge and found that Shizuka had drank the last bit of orange juice.
“You don’t look too good, Takashi.” Shizuka commented. “Did you not sleep well?”
“Something like that.” You mumbled. “Pass the salt, nee-san.”
Right after you finished chewing the first mouthful of crispy bacon, your phone rang.
“Is that one of your friends?” Shizuka asked.
“Only Celeste would message me at this time of the day.” You replied. “Before you get any funny ideas nee-san, she’s probably stuck on another maths problem and needs my help.”
Reality was far crueler. If your morning had been bad before, it was about to reach the level of the biblical apocalypse.
>>Takashi: Read AETHER’s notification.
>[MAX PRIORITY] On 6-May-2129 at 8:00 am, the corpse of Fumika Shibuya will be found in the Grey Ward of Akumachi City. Her mutilated limbs and torso will be strewn around a local scrapyard. Analysis will reveal signs of intense mechanical augmentation, far beyond the limit of what humans can tolerate. Further inspection by the other Players will reveal she has been murdered by the Denizens residing in Sector 3 of the Blackened Void—Area 019. 9 days, 0 hours, 30 minutes and 0 seconds remaining.
A chill, as cold as the blizzard on a stormy winter night, sweeps through your body. The hair on the back of your neck stands on end. The world shrinks until the greyish blue interface of AETHER is left, as if you are staring it down from the end of a long tunnel. Twin black eyes bug out of your sockets. You barely manage to hold your phone through your suddenly clammy, shaking hands.
Someone is speaking to you. You ignore her.
You grit your teeth. You lower your phone back into your pocket. It slumps to the bottom like a concrete block dropped in the middle of the Shinano river. Your hands balls into fists with a mixture of rage, trepidation and resignation.
“Takashi.”
Why now, of all times? Why did it have to occur right when exams were knocking at the front door? Why was the deadline the final day of Golden Week? Did whatever malevolent force that was manipulating AETHER seriously expect you to spend the following nine days trying to rescue Fumika instead of studying like a normal person?
The obvious answer is ‘yes, of course it does’. The truth is undeniable. Anger gives way to despair. You lower your head in misery and moan. You had just been getting your life back on something resembling on track, too…
Today is going to be a real bad day.
“Takashi! Otouto!”
The sharp crack of a finger snapping drags you back to reality. Shizuka is staring from across from the table, frowning and arms crossed. “What’s with you, today?” she asks, “You’re making me worried.”
You raise your head and blink. Upon seeing the concern etched on your older sister’s expression, you give her a smile. It is awkward and feeble, but you try nonetheless. “It’s nothing, nee-san. I’m perfectly fine today.”
“For a boy who says those words, you don’t look the part, Takashi.” Shizuka replies. Her eyelids raise by the tiniest of fractions. A hint of jade peeks out. You breath catches in your throat. If Shizuka fully opens her eyes…well, you don’t want to think about it. At all. “I saw your mood flicker between rage, misery, confusion and acceptance. That’s more like what Daisuke typically feels at the bar on a Saturday night. Something is up, I know it.”
“I’m really am okay, nee-san! Honest!” You blurt out. Shizuka remains impassive. You smile falters an inch. “Look, I did receive a message from my friend. Except it wasn’t Celeste.”
“Who, then?” Shizuka asks.
“Takauji! You know, the guy I meet up with in martial arts club. I trained with him yesterday. He showed me how to dodge. He’s a secretly a fan of really depressing stories and showed me this clip from a movie he watched. It’s, uh, about a pair of star-crossed lovers, one awakened and the other not. It’s when the boy tries to use his magic to save the ordinary girl, but his family drags him off. It’s really emotional, nee-san!”
For clarification, you don’t know if such a movie exists. It probably does, though. Some hack director or two has likely taken hold of such a generic idea in the eighty or so years of magic’s history. You also don’t know if Takauji has tastes for those kinds of movies. He’s the kind of guy who would enjoy reading shonen manga or watching action flicks instead.
