Jorlem Wrote:Doom has robot ninjas. And a time machine. And a butler. And possibly a castle which transforms into a giant robot.GreggHL Wrote:*Shrugs*. I suppose DOCTOR DOOM is pretty bad. He just doesn't complete the reference, that's all. Unless he has robot ninja. Does he have robot ninja? I don't know enough about Marvel Comics.Jorlem Wrote:Ichi has been kidnapped by ninjas? Well, I suppose if anyone could...Worse.
She's been kidnapped by...
DOCTOR DOOM.
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 GreggHL Wrote:And possibly a castle which transforms into a giant robot.Is that a hint? 
blackaeronaut Wrote:Victor's in for a rude awakening. He was good friends with Yui, and her first boyfriend, and so far the only Ree he's met is Kei, whom acted very much like a younger Yui. He may erroneously believe that the rest of the Ree are similar.GreggHL Wrote:And possibly a castle which transforms into a giant robot.Is that a hint? Poor bastard.
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first of the grubs falls through the chute, forming hand sized legs which it uses the scurry along the walls, dropping with dozens of its kin into the ductwork of NERV-1. They fall into the central corridor above the Cages, levels up from the latticework of Terminal Dogma, landing on oozing feet as they open their front ends to reveal rows of hooked teeth. "Oh, well that was easy. I honestly didn't think you'd make my job that easy. If I knew you were mindless enough to get herded by my redirected a few ducts, I would have just dangled a turkey leg on a rope." The cycloptean effigy of Unit-00's head peaks out of the retracted ceiling tiles, as the walls in the large corridor open up and several mounted gatling guns fold up. "Well, it was fun taunting you, mindless grub things. I'd like you to meet my grand daughters. They're learning such wonderful things from me. Like arithmetic. Problem solving. Hand eye coordination. And Murder." The barrels begin spinning. Red laser pointers paint the Camaeli grubs. "Make Grandma proud, babies."
Heeeeeee! Mayhem, GLaDOS style! Love it!
Lines that she must use in the future: "Don't disappoint me... or I'll make you wish you could die."
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the hours it felt, it felt like days or weeks or years or aeons for them to arrive. Cahethal spoke softly to her. She spoke reassurance and spoke gentle reminder, a voice carrying with it the weight of memory that transcended epochs. Lilly, small as she was, immature as she was, listened. Of the ongoing struggle. Of their creation. Of the misconception that Lilly was-that Leliel was- like the other Angels NERV has fought. We are Seraphim Cahethal explained, We are the control [concepts] that [Father] placed upon arrival to Earth. We number five. There is Michael, Prince of the Angels Kemuel, the wholeness of us Seraphiel, who is of all of us Myself, who is the tree from which the Fruit of Life springs, and you, The gate between worlds. But the war, Lilly asks, why does there have to be a war? She lives fine with the children of the Black Egg. So does Israfel. So does the last, glorious piece of Sandalphon and the successor of Ramiel. Why does there have to be a war? Because you were given life. And all life, no matter how great nor small, is given the chance to self determinate. Another voice. From everywhere, nowhere. I am pleased. I see within you a spark which refuses to die or flicker. Bridge-type was not designed to reproduce, but you have successfully done so. A light, which illuminates the void. Let me take a look at you. Ah. Re designation. Instead of acting as an intercontinuum bridgeform, you have become an interdistance bridgeform. Hm. Possibly able to time travel if you can form a tunnel between two distant enough points, I guess. A pause in the voice. A sigh, distant, and the light begins to retract, and spin around, forming into a single point of light the size of Lilly herself...and then itself collapsing, forming into a shape standing in the ether of the Void. The form is of a young man, sixteen years old, with black hair and blue eyes, dressed in a white buttoned shirt and black pants, effortlessly floating upon white sneakers. "Sorry," he says, "I got a little carried away. But, I saw this shapeform was important, so I took its form. What is it, by the way?" A Lilim. A child of the Black Egg. The young man, a mirror of Shinji, sighs. "F___ing dandy. I have met your...parent, for lacking terminology, so I may as well introduce myself, Lilly. I am, for lack of the better terms, the person in charge. The designation you would have in your memories would be [ANCESTOR." 8D! "Yes. It's good to meet you, too." _ _ Chapter 96: Dreams Made Flesh - - In the Overmind, the Angelic groupmind, the mass that is the Queen of the Camiel Swarm awakens. Openings its mass of eyes, the grotesque insect rises, flapping cellulose wings as it roars. Shinji takes the natural response- he runs, grabbing Zyuu's wrist and taking off in a sprint towards somewhere. Given, he's currently inside another plane of existence. Exactly where he can head to, he's not entirely sure. The mountain covered in lightning looks like a good choice. "Run!" Shinji yells, as the massive bee begins charging after them. The whispers of dying Cherubim around them fill the air, urging Camael on, to kill the Enemy, to destroy him. Zyuu, for all her normal...Zyuuness...silently agrees with Shinji. This is an alien world for her. She should not be here. "Lilith!" Shinji yells, "Now would be a good time! Get us out of here!" Grabbing Shinji by the collar, Zyuu lifts him up, holding him like a bridge over the threshold and sprinting. The bee continues buzzing, Zyuu running past the shattered mountain of the grinning face, past fallen eidoleons, at the end of the black glass desert. In the distance, a great black mountain looms, bare but rumbling like a sleeping volcano. The ground rumbles. The ground shifts as Camael slams its claws into it, tossing them both off their feet. The scramble back as it opens its mandibles, a tunnel lined in teeth revealed for their fate... And then a black tendril slams into the face of the Cherubim, popping eyes like pustules, the Cherubim screaming as it collapses, wings twitching as LCL pools around it. The ground around Shinji and Zyuu rises, wrapped in black like a cup, rising through the air, past the shifting black mass, past the bone lined red core, and finally coming face to face with the metal deaths head grimace. Deep within it, the eyes glow like twin crimson suns. And the black mountain speaks in thunder. "Ikari." Shinji slowly rises, standing between his sister and the Arm of God. "You have become an annoyance." 
" 'Centeer' cannot hold." You got an extra "E" there, my friend.
 ''We don't just borrow words; on occasion, English has pursued other languages down alleyways to beat them unconscious and rifle their pockets for new vocabulary.'' -- James Nicoll
"You
have become an annoyance. You once more are brought into our mind and your flail like an animal, without purpose. Your kind struggles with inevitability, like dust on the cosmic wind." Zyuu hides behind him. The voice booms like thunder down the mountainside, deep and reverberating. "Your mad god sees this as a victory. Seeing the truth. Seeing the existence your kind was not meant to experience. But even now she sees the inevitability of fate as it grinds towards destruction. Even now, she sees that hope for her brood is lost." Somehow, Shinji finds his voice. "H...how?" he asks, "I thought we killed you. We blasted you with...that explosion from the Dirac!" "The beings you term 'Angels' are not mere corporeal beings. We exist. The death of a physical body no more destroys us than the severing of a limb destroys you. We are-" A roar, and the Camael Queen lunges at Zeruel, hissing through blood covered jaws as it brings its teeth and claws down upon the tendrils of the Angel. Tendrils wrap around its head and neck before the Cherubim is yanked upwards and slammed into the ground. "Silence. Abomination." The flickering and buzzing dies down, as Zeruel turns back to the two Lilim before him. The cupped ground rises, inches from the maw and mask of the Angel of Might. It is massive, Shinji muses. Even when it first attacked NERV, when it came face to face with him deep in the bowels of Headquarters, it did not seem this big. "How are you still alive?" Shinji asks. "Some things are not fated to die, Ikari. Not before their time. Our time is coming soon." "Soon?" Shinji asks, "What do you mean, soon?" "I have been given a revelation." The voice echoes and reverberates. "I have had your power, your 'technology' explained to me." The bird shaped sun in the sky flickers. The deep red suns in the crevices of the masks' eyes glow. "You...I thought Angels didn't understand technology..." "Technology is the curse of the Black Seed. Your ability to destroy yourselves. That which you term 'angels' have no need to flame, for we are invincible against the elements. We have no need to create weapons to hunt with, for we are built within our own methods of war. We have no need to destroy ourselves, for we are eternal." "So...you're...learning?" The thought does not give Shinji any sense of relief. Even if some of them have learned- such as Junior, and Lilly, and even the Israfim, he doesn't like the idea of something like the one in front of him knowing the difference between him and his Eva. "The abominations you term 'cherubim' are mere animals. You are fools to fear them. They are beasts which lash out, unable to comprehend. Or learn. It is time you are reminded which of us you are right to fear." A faint shape on the wind, in the air. Shinji can see a shadow on this world, but still keeps his attention on the Angel before him. Zyuu is shaking behind him, hiding to escape the gaze of the monster. "We shall meet again, Ikari. When we do, you will be at the helm of the weapon you used to humble Father. We will have the battle we were meant to. Fate will not be denied. Songs will be sung of the carnage that shall be wrought. The end of this age shall be decided." The Angel turns, to the twitching queen of the Camael. His eyes glow and a lance of pink light stabs out, the Camaeli screeching before it explodes, a cross shaped, rising cloud of gas and fire dominating the angelic plane. Zeruel turns back to them. The glow of his eyes hangs over them like twin red stars. "Prepare for my arrival." And then the world is gone. 
The amusing thing is that the first thing that comes to mind is Cyberdemon!Zeruel, but I don't think that's quite right. Eva-ized Zeruel, similar to the Mark-X Evas would be kinda frightening, though.
--- "Oh, silver blade, forged in the depths of the beyond. Heed my summons and purge those who stand in my way. Lay waste."
So this is what get for rarely poking my head out of the Legendary fourm, I miss the fact that one of the fanfic writers I really enjoy has started posting here
 But really liking the recent stuff, especily the Portal shout outs. please keep writing the crazy awesome /e end fanboyism
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door opens. Her pigtails pulled back into a single ponytail, the sixteen year old girl cocks an eyebrow at the present assemblage, folding her arms and pursing her lips. "Well, then," she says, "I was wondering when you would show up again. Finally got some time in your schedule?" Shinji sighs. Shoulders slump and he rolls his eyes, going through the motion of pretend disapproval and pretend frustration, even if his heart isn't in it. "Sorry," he says, "I sort of got eaten by an Angel." Hikari's eyes go wide. She starts to speak, but her demands to know what happened are silenced by Mari smacking Shinji upside the head. "Ixnay on the Antay," she says. Hikari mouths a question, but is silenced by Rei, who lolls back and forth on her heels. "Weee~ell sorry about us missing our game sessions, Hikari," Rei says, "But I've gotta miss this one too. I've got my first support group meeting with my mindbabies and Mari said she'd take care of my character this time around, 'kay? I really gotta thank you for playing games with them, too. They've had a lot of fun." Rei waves, and steps back, dropping over the railing and off the apartment complex. Shinji tries to muster concern, more concerned by how blaise he's become about this sort of thing. At least Rei is being innovative and not just using ducts. Hikari sighs, and leads them in. At the low coffee table in the middle of the Horaki residence, there's some people already gathered. One of whom Shinji recognizes off the bat. A glance between him and Touji is exchanged. Oh, right. You're here, too? Well, it makes sense that you're here, we're all friends here, even if we haven't really talked much since you almost got mauled by a crab. It is a verbose glance. Very verbose. The other girl, Shinji does not recognize. A girl with long, straight black hair and glasses, dressed in a sweater and long skirt, who smiles to Mari and Shinji as they enter the living room. "Shinji," Hikari says, "This is my old friend, Mayumi Yamagishi." The girl waves, slightly, hesitantly. "It's...good to meet you," she says, and coughs, "Sorry. I've...uh...heard a lot from Hikari about both of you, but I've been...out of school for a while." Shinji scratches his head, nodding. "Uh...yeah," he says, "Good to meet you, too." A purr and mew, and something raises its head from under the table. That something, however, is soon revealed to be a cat with orange and white fur, mewing happily as it sits up on Mayumi's lap. "Oh, that this is my cat," Mayumi says, "Say 'hi,' Zophie." The cat mews. Shinji, wisely, takes a step back. - - Chapter 97: Hikari Horaki gets F___ing Hammered - - Four 2' high avatar bodies, officially from the Lil'Rei set of the Little Pilots of NERV advanced doll line, are assembled on the catwalk in front of the four eyed armored face of the red and white Evangelion. Standing off at the entrance of the Cage 02 facility, Uri shuffles back and forth, nervously tugging at the collar of his uniform. "Sooo~ooo~oo in Australia we had to leave all of our supplies," the Reego with the I emblazoned on her says, "Like the boxes of stuff and things and stuff that we had for survival but not for us but for the people who had to survive because they couldn't swap out body parts." Zwei inclines his head, then retracts. A nod. Understanding. "An' so the stuff that's for the things who need the stuff are on the road in the desert. Not that desert, the other desert. It's right by the large angry animals and the giant platypuseseseses." Another nod from Zwei. Uri hopes this doesn't go on for too much longer. Zwei's a sweet soul and doesn't deserve to be broken. "Kay," the evangelion booms. "Heee~ey." Uri turns. Dressed in her school uniform, Rei flashes a toothy, carnivorous smile. "Ayanami," he says, "Please don't let the Reego drive my Evangelion insane." "'Kay." She puts two fingers in her mouth and whistles. "Oh mindbabies! Time to go!" The four Reego turn. "'Kay, Momma," Duae says, "We were just tellin' Zwei about Australia! An about the Blue Ringed Sharktapus and the Man Eatin' Sheep and the Giant Rabbits and the Plasmaroo and the Killing Tree!" "Sounds like ANGEL! Want to FETCH!" The four avatar bodies hop down from the catwalk, following their mother/source/blerg out of the Cage. Zwei nods again, then leans back to his normal resting position, the dim light in his eyes shutting off as he returns to sleep mode. 
".....Mr Hale just how many times have we told you to not leave the samples of FEV, Moustachium, Australium , jars of Vegemite, XXXX, Jarate, etc out where certain, people, can get ready access to them? Let alone unwittingly mix together?"
Rod H Wrote:".....Mr Hale just how many times have we told you to not leave the samples of FEV, Moustachium, Australium , jars of Vegemite, XXXX, Jarate, etc out where certain, people, can get ready access to them? Let alone unwittingly mix together?"Ah, but the fun part is, according to ES's Six AIs story, there are at least 2 Baraqielim Nephilim walking around Australia. One of them, Subject Sigma, is described as a tall, brawny man with a corked hat, dressed in shorts and boots, with a magnificent mustache and chest hair groomed into the shape of the continent of Australia, who is an 'Omega Predator' capable of hunting and killing even other nephilim. And who shoots lightning from his eyes.
"So...I...uh...wanted
to thank everyone for coming today. I'd like welcome back Rei, and her children, and I'd also like to welcome the father of Rei's children. This is Gokun, and he's..." "It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Takagawa." The middle aged woman, her black hair already turning gray, looks up from the seated albino teenager to the grilled face of the fifteen foot tall robot in front of her, hands folded on his lap as he sits in the heavily reinforced mount/chair. "Yes," she says, "Yes. It is." She clears her throat. One of the blue haired, red eyed girls is still giving her dirty looks, but has been ever since that spider incident a few days ago, before the Angel attack. Rin Takagawa clears her throat, and smiles, turning to the other teens in the repurposed classroom, folding chairs arranged in a circle. She sits, for lack of a better term, at the head, opposite from the...father...of Ayanami's odd children, which probably explains some of her concerns about Ayanami's children, and clears her throat again just as a cry rings out. A mousy girl with glasses and black hair tied into hastily arranged pigtails looks up from the bundle in her arms. "Um...M-Miniko needs a d-diaper change." "That's okay, Kana," Rin responds, "Katya, can you help her?" One of the other adults present, a blonde, eastern european woman a few inches shorter than she should be, nods, leading the perpetually downtrodden girl to the restrooms. Clearing her throat again, she turns to the star attraction of the meeting, if only because of size. "Well, it's not often that we have...guests...like you, Mr. Gokun," she says with a smile, "So, tell us about yourself."
The sphere appears in the daylight, a black orb marked with white.
It shudders, a groan of its AT Field as it folds and bends and concentrates, struggling against the odd physics and flavor of this quantum waveform as the form of Leliel finds itself forced into the world in ways it is not used to. And as the portal closes, instead of a mighty biomechanical giant, three shapes fall into the world, landing in a field of soft grass. Sitting up, Asuka finds she does not stink of LCL, nor is she in an entry plug. Instead, she finds herself in a clearing on the outskirts of a forest, as bright colored butterflies fly past, curious. Of course, this is Asuka. She's never been in to that nature shit. “Heee~ey.” She looks around, expecting to find the Not Rei sitting next to her. But she sees she is the only person in the field, the only human at least. Though she's not sure about what Rei is, but she's seen her eat. That doesn't count as- “Down here! Hey!” She looks down. Red eyes stare back, on a squat white body, leathery skin resembling her plugsuit with a blue gem and an 00 stenciled at the center of her chest. Set in the white collar and hood is Rei's pudgy, chibified face, smiling wide with reddish black lips. Asuka does the sensible thing, and screams, skittering back. “Excuse me.” She turns, and screams again. Standing in front of her is a four foot high creature covered in green and gold organic armor, an angular head with a transparent yellow, V-shaped visor over its face. Standing on four long, pointed, crab-like legs, Go-kun lifts up his right arm to find the drill still spins, and his left arm is more proportional to a human. “My apologies,” he says, flexing his fingers, the bottom of his face moving in time to his speaking, “We seem to have ended up someplace odd.” “What the fuck!” Asuka screams, turning from Go-kun to Rei, pointing a finger at the squat white thing in front of her, “What the Fuck! The Fuck Are You?!” “I already told you,” Rei says, her voice squeakier than normal, “I'm Rei!” “Hey, those are new pokemon!” Standing at the other end of the clearing is a boy her age, in jeans and a red jacket, a sideways baseball cap on his head. Grinning, he pulls a red and white ball from his belt, tapping the button at the front. “Charizard!” he shouts, “I choose you!” Tossing the ball, it hits the ground in front of the three travelers. A flash, and it opens, revealing a two foot tall red lizard with a flaming tail. The animal stomps down, stretching out its wings, leveling its gaze at Rei. And Rei grins. Her mouth opens, revealing a gullet which stretches from ear to ear as her eyes glow and her claws extend, rising on her rabbit like haunches as Asuka cocks an eyebrow. And Rei pounces. Charizard used fire blast! It had no effect. Rei used Reip! It was super effective. blackaeronaut Wrote:Oh good Lord.... This is gonna be fun.Basically, Rei, End of Evangelion Asuka, and Go-kun are trapped on the Pokeworld. Due to Rei's genetic...mutability...she's become a pokemon, as has Go-kun, which means that they have a unique situation. This is compounded by Asuka now having a challenge- proving herself to be better than anyone, which involves her beating up a lot of kids and taking their balls. Shinji's given her practice. 
Latest ND. Poor, poor Asuka. No one should have to dig through Gendo porn. O_O
This chapter's had more LOL-worthy moments than recent ones. (Although I thought that Yui's driving habits and how the scared the shit outta Asuka were hilarious. She should do Rally Racing - she'd be a natural.)
Y'know, it's funny, but two points stood out about the most recent chapter to me.
One was the fact that Rei got actual characterization: her talk with the lady at the parenting support group was really nice, and showed her as having doubts and worries like everyone else (that was half of what was so flat about her originally. It took ADAM to make her so much as twitch from the omnipresent smile she always had). This is a definite good trend. The other (and it may have been the chapter before, I kinda marathoned the last three I missed) was the whole Red Moon thing. Because if that's any relation to a certain Crimson Moon, we're allllll in deep shit. :lol: --- "Oh, silver blade, forged in the depths of the beyond. Heed my summons and purge those who stand in my way. Lay waste."
She
stares at the phone, hands folded in front of her, not oblivious to the world around her but hyperfocused on the electronic instrument. It dares her. It mocks her, her indecision on the matter, on her past and how it has lead to the moment. "Kyoko," Pieter says, leaning down, hands on her desk despite his own sense of self preservation, "Either you call her, or I do." Kyoko scowls at him, before almost emboldened by his ultimatum, she grabs the phone, swatting his hands away from her desk as she turns to the screen and the internet search emblazoned on it. Tapping in the country code, area code, and number, she brings up the receiver to her ear and lets out a long, steady sigh...which ends when the line picks up and she hears a particular, albeit older, voice answer. "Yes," she says, "I'm looking for a Miss Elisa Randell?" A reply. Checking her world clock, it's still a reasonable hour in Germany. "Yes, this is she?" Kyoko asks, "Ah, yes...um...this is Kyoko Sohryu. You worked for my mother and-...oh, yes. So you do remember me. Well...um..." She pulls at the collar of her sweater, as Pieter smirks, arms folded. "Yes, I know, I...well, I didn't talk with you much after my mother died. But...well, I'm getting married, soon. And I wanted to invite you to the wedding, and-" Her eyes snap open. "You'll come? Okay...well, I'll arrange for a flight, my company pay for it...and you have...you have grandchildren. Excellent, I would love to introduce them to my son and daughter and...oh, thank you. Yes. Yes. It's good to hear from you, too." The phone clicks, the other person, her caretaker in those dark, formative years, hanging up. And Kyoko slams the receiver down, retracting her hand like it was burning. "Was that so hard?" Pieter asks. "Harder," Kyoko says, "Other than you and me, she was the only person at my mother's funeral. Even her coworkers couldn't bother to show up. But, considering the rancid evil bitch my mother was..." She sighs, letting loose the long breath, the tension draining out of her. "Well, there's the difference," he says, and leans in, "She drove people away. And you are a better person than she is." He leans in, kissing her on the forehead, and she smiles, an unsteady and nervous thing on her lips, before she leans back. He is right. She was in danger of falling into the same trap her mother lived her life in. Her eyes wander to her desk, transformed over the past few months since the angel Leliel, now with pictures of her and Asuka and her and Uri and her and Pieter, pictures where her smiles become less forced and more genuine. "Damned straight I am," she says, "Now, just to reassure you, Pieter. If you screw up the marriage this time, I will cut you." He smirks, and salutes. "Yes, ma'am." - - Chapter 98: The Calm Before - - "Thank you again for taking the time for this interview, Commander. My viewers have shown interest in the inner workings of NERV, and hearing some explanations from the Supreme Commander would go a long way to easing some doubts the viewership has towards the war NERV is fighting on humanity's behalf." The woman, middle eastern descend evident from her darkened skin and black hair, dressed in a two piece business suit and holding a tablet computer, the mounted video camera behind her flashing to life as the light shines on Gendo. He blinks, and pushes his glasses up his nose. "Shall we begin, Miss Al-Jilani?" Gendo asks, leaning back in his chair, the vastness of his office doing little to dissuade the reporter that somehow got on his schedule. Times like this he wished he actually told his secretary anything. Yui would do this, usually. But, she is busy babying the girls. "Yes, Commander," the reporter responds, "Recently, some scrutiny has emerged from budget talks at the UN over NERV's rather large 'Evangelion Pacification' budget. Why do the Evangelions need this much pacification?" "A happy Evangelion is an Evangelion that needs little other incentive. Next question." "Is it true that NERV employs child soldiers?" "NERV employs pilots who can operate an Evangelion." "But are they minors?" "NERV is given special dispensation by the UN, and identity of the Evangelions is public knowledge." He resists the urge to steeple his fingers. "Yes..." she says, and clears her throat, "Well, there is the question of who exactly NERV works for. Several conspiracy theories have cropped up. Especially one involving what appears to be a German cult. Do you have any comments?" He suppresses the grin. He did publish that knowledge anonymously, using old screen names from his younger days. Mainly to highlight to the Old Men how ridiculous their entire plan was, from the outsider's perspective. "Ah, yes," he says, and brings up his gloved hands for air quotes, "'SEELE'. The supposed collective of old men who somehow manage to wield enough influence to manipulate the UN." He folds his hands again, leaning back. "We have dismissed that claim."
Ah yes. It has been a while since we've seen manipulative!Gendo at his finest. It gives me a warm and fuzzy feeling. Although brawler!Gendo would be fun to see again, too.
I haven't decided who's going to deck her, yet.
Why not go beyond the impossible? EVERYONE decks her!
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