Mr_Crocodile Wrote:Amongst the seared corpses of a burned city, a mountain stands.

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Notes:
Hello! Those of you who saw me rewrite the first chapter of this story may have seen this update coming (and if you didn't, I heavily recommend reading the improved Part I), but I am indeed revisiting what -in my opinion- is the best of the Monsterverse Kaiju designs!

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So, yeah, I felt like I had to give Methuselah at least one kickass action scene, which also served to expand of the "War of Ragnarok" section of this anthology's timeline. Batragon, for those who may not known, is an obscure dragon-like Kaiju from the old Godzilla comics by MARVEL, and I felt it fits pretty well with the rest of the draconic Daughters of Ragnarok.
Tell me, what do you thik of this bird's eye view Kaiju battle chapter?

Yrsillar Wrote:"But please, Madam Diao, Su Ling, help yourself to the wine and tea. I hope everything is well in the north?"

"It is. There is nothing urgent, so please go ahead and speak of personal matters before we come to my small requests." Diao Hualing elegantly took her seat and accepted one of the cups of wine on the tray atop the table.

"That does raise a question. I did expect you both, but until your last letter, I was not expecting you to come south together."

"Just made sense. No point in taking separate trips," Su Ling grumbled.

"It was efficient. I have been working with Miss Su on some subjects," Diao Hualing followed up. "She is quite the spirit hunter."

"You got a lotta towns and villages infected with nasty shit," Su Ling muttered. "... At least you're doing something about it, I guess. Anyway, how is Gan Guangli doing?"

"Quite well, last I heard," Ling Qi replied. "Why, with the palisade going up at Snowblossom, he might even be on his way."

She glanced between the two of them as she spoke, and Su Ling sputtered. Despite that, Su Ling was satisfied ; her spirit was serene, a sheathed blade, embers burning low. Diao Hualing was more reserved, but she showed no sign of upset with how casual Su Ling was being.

Prime Minister Diao Linqin had described the woman as an opportunist, Ling Qi remembered. What was she truly gaining here? Cultivating an asset, her instincts whispered. More than one asset, she considered, meeting Diao Hualing's pleasant expression with a smile.

(10-02-2024, 01:33 AM)Norgarth Wrote: Beware of Chicken (original)
https://forums.spacebattles.com/threads/beware-of-chicken-xianxia.910799/page-2063#post-105365924

tealruby Wrote:So whatever happened to a certain rock after the war? Harry said he left it in the Forest, lost amidst countless stray stones. Only four people alive know it even exists anymore. Now, however, there may be a fifth. And she’s not going to let a prissy little British ‘superhero’ get in her way of finding out for sure. Time for woodland wandering, spectral seekings, and unpleasant utterings as Hermione goes hunting.
And she’s not alone.

Yrsillar Wrote:There was a dichotomy, Ling Qi thought, in her foundations. It was not a cultivation-ruining flaw though, or at least, she did not think so. It came down to the way her secondary patrons could appear to clash. Dreaming and Hidden. Art and Secrets. Expression and Mystery.

The Duchess had honed herself into a merciless truth, where no contradiction could exist. She could not and would not hold any of herself back, and she could not allow any shadow of doubt to exist. And so Cai Renxiang was broken, like a child's doll cast down on the stones.

The Hui, the former ducal clan, had been the Duchess’ opposites. They had been masters of lies who thrived in doubts.

The merciless, all-scouring light of Cai Shenhua had been necessary to break them. It had been needed to dig the rot of ages out of Xiangmen's halls and ministries, so that something untainted could begin to grow.

But humans could not endure living under such a light forever, neither would the Duchess last forever. Nor could Renxiang be such a light. Renxiang's light was not as harsh as her mother’s, but it was still not a thing which left people at ease. Her intent was good, humblingly so, but it did nothing to make her light warm.

What Ling Qi could be, though, was the one who stood between the light and the people. There was more to clearly communicating than baldly stating facts. It included softening words, adjusting tones, or speaking in words and metaphors which would not slide off of a person's preconceptions like water from a duck’s feathers. If the truth was that burning, pitiless light, her mists should be that which softened its rays into something which men and women could endure.

BHS Wrote:In the distant past, Usagi meets Queen Serenity in the flesh, and makes a difficult decision.

TheInkredibleKaptainKaiju Wrote:In the wake of Falcon Squadron's battle, more problems rise for BAINE.

(10-05-2024, 09:54 PM)Norgarth Wrote: Beware of Chicken (original)
https://forums.spacebattles.com/threads/beware-of-chicken-xianxia.910799/page-2073#post-105475787

Quote:“Ullr Eight flight controllers, this is Flight Command. Give me a go/no go for launch. Booster.”

“Go.”

“Retro.”

“Go.”

“Dynamics.”

“We are go.”

“Nav.”

“Go.”

“Medical.”

“We’re go.”

“Systems.”

“Go.”

“RCS.”

“We are go.”

“Power.”

“Go, Flight.”

“Telem.”

“Go.”

“Org.”

“Go.”

“Network.”

“Go.”

“Org.”

“Go.”

“Proceeds.”

“Go, Flight.”

“Recovery.”

“Go.”

“CapCom.”

“We’re Go, Flight.”

“Launch Control, this is Suthamton. We are Go for launch.”

“Confirmed, Suthamton. Pad Control, status?”

“We are Go for launch. T-minus sixty seconds and counting.”

“Confirmed. Captain Haddock, how are you and your crew doing?”

“Ready to go, Control.”

“Confirmed. Prepare for launch. T-minus forty seconds. Fueling, Status?”

“Complete, Control. We are go.”

“T-minus thirty. Twenty-five. Twenty. Fifteen. Fourteen. Thirteen. Twelve. Eleven. Ten. Nine. Eight. Ignition Sequence Start. Five. Four. Three. Two. One. We have Ignition. Suthamton, we have liftoff!”

“Mission Control, we have cleared the tower. Altitude, velocity and vector on mark!”
—Mission Logs for Ullr 8, First Manned Mission to the Moon, May 23, 1772, Captain Hiccup Haddock IX Commanding, Command Module Pilot Issac ben Dovid, Lunar Module Pilot Peter “Peet” mac Padraig, System Engineer Assistant Terrible Terror Cleverclaw “Wrenchie” (TT-000398173-b)

(10-06-2024, 11:29 PM)classicdrogn Wrote: Wait, I thought that was set around the turn of the first millennium. How are the gang still around and in condition for a moon shot seven hundred-ish years later?