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If people had told Jackass that she would be participating in a offensive against the machines with a bunch of human pilots who flew around in death-defying mecha suits with the fire power of a thousand suns as well as YoRHa in its entirety, she would think that said android had overdo...
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Anxiety wasn't something new to White.
Her mentor had once told her that being nervous before a mission showed a degree of care towards the outcome. It meant that she still gave a fig about the lives of her androids, the resources that they spent on that mission, and the d...
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"Where am I?" A2 demanded, the grip on her sword telling of her intention should Damian give her an answer that reeked of lies. He held his hand out placatingly, both to show A2 that he meant no harm and as a non-verbal signal to the others not to escalate any further ...
As that YoRHa unit, a boy to Smith's surprise, went to work on 2B and that other YoRHa android, the Colonel gave a sigh of relief. He placed a hand on Damian's shoulder, now clad in more casual clothes and seated in between the two sleeping YoRHa androids.
"They'll be alright, Sergeant. You...
2023-10-19 03:25:59 +0000 UTC View Post+++
Perched atop a walkway, a lone white-haired android watched a fascinating scene below him.
"Brother...Brother," the little stubbie cried, its arms vainly shaking the fallen biped below it. No matter how much the it did it, the biped would not budge. From his pe...
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Her bed never felt more comfortable.
Commander White glanced at the stark ceiling of her own private quarters, having long since returned to the Bunker. She was bare and naked, very much like how she was first manufactured oh so many years ago. Her clothes were in a pile at the c...
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Damian's suit launched the opening salvo, the arm-mounted minigun fired, whirring its ominous song. Such was its power that the air would have burnt if they weren't already in the desert. The maso bullets were thrust and cratered the machine's thick armored plates. A2 and 2B rushed forw...
2023-10-16 02:32:32 +0000 UTC View Post+++
A2 felt strange.
Following around a Resistance truck carrying boar meat was the most strangest thing she had done. Yet, she still did it regardless. A certain curiosity had gripped her. The Resistance barely went to the Desert and the goods it carried was perishable. Perha...
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The skies roared with the fury of jet engines thrusting man and machine forward. 2B took the speed rather well, nestled comfortably on Damian's Yggdrasil, eyes scanning the horizon and the sands below.
"The desert. I love it." Damian remarked, his voice distorted by his su...
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Loud hissing woke her up.
Dr. Naoka Fujiwara awoke with a gasp as bright light and filtered air rushed through her nostrils. Her lungs went into overdrive as consciousness rush...
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Smith's eye slowly opened. He was on his bed, yet he wasn't alone. He felt bodies intertwined with his. A tuft of blonde, red, and black hair.
"Good morning," Devola greeted him, her body and breasts resting against his chest. Smith sniffed and took in the scent of musk an...
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The sun was high above the clouds, illuminating the husks and ruins of former Tokyo in warm, golden light.
It was a welcome comfort especially for the flora that gripped the grey remains of what was once a thriving metropolis. The grey choked by the earthy brown of the tre...
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//UNIT DESTROYED//
Silence settled as data streamed back from the last unit. The final images of its existence that of being in a desert, trying to attack a android, when something heavy arrived from above and crushed it underneath its armored boot. Audio caught servo wine...
Nights in Liyue tended to be peaceful. After the hustle and bustle of the morning and afternoon markets, night was the moment where the most intense trading and dealing of the Nation of Commerce would rest. Liyue worked hard, yes. But they rewarded that hard work with rest and relaxation.
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The energy of the mess hall eventually settled as the pilots finished their meal and slowly began to drift away with their android hanger-ons, leaving the Mess Hall empty save for the Colonel and his entourage. Popola had dragged Jackass away to help wash the plates and the explosive o...
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The setup of the Mess Hall was that of your typical canteen. The tables and chairs were utilitarian and grey, the logistics of war not allowing for personalized luxuries. On the far end was a food counter with plates and utensils for the hungry pilots to eat at. When Damian heard that ...
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Sweat dripped down Devola's brow. Sweat she wiped away with a cloth. A look of intense concentration was in her eyes as...she chopped vegetables with quickly and efficiently with a clean knife.
"Popola, how's the carrots coming along?" Devola asked, looking over her shoulde...
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Striding across the battlefield, Damian's suit whirred and whined as it took tentative steps on the sand, scanning the ruined sands. Whatever OPFOR wanted to throw at them, it seemingly ran out of bots to send. While this was supposed to be a time for respite, Damian knew that it was o...
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[spoiler=Suggested OST: BFG DIVISION]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QHRuTYtSbJQ[/spoiler]
Sergeant Damian did not know what was happening or what the state of the world was. All he knew...
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"Light them up!" Anemone yelled out.
At her prodding, the full arsenal that the Resistance brought to bear opened up in its terrible salvo like the start of the armament orchestra. Mortar pieces erected and pre-sighted lobbed their high-explosive payload, its shells screaming in...
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It was then 313 began to ring loudly.
Alarmed, White pulled away from the embrace first. The stern image she had cultivated since her ascension returned. "Pod. What is it?"
313 opened up, projecting a screen. The face of 2B appeared. "Commander, this is 2B. We...
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White didn't know for what reason Smith would ask her to stay behind but experience had told her that when a superior officer would ask a subordinate to stay behind, it was either to give them a verbal tongue-lashing that would make them regret ever being activated or they were going to...
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Back in the Overseer's room, plans were being made and drawn. But not just that.
"Sir? Are you alright?" White asked again, noticing the far off look on Smith's face. Androids, from the average grunt to the highest ranked officer in the Army of Humanity all shared on singu...
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Outside the Overseer's office, androids of both Resistance and YoRHa stood guard either outside in the desert, making sure that not a single machine even came close to the bunker or inside the facility itself and keeping a careful and close watch to the hundred or so humans currently f...
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Colonel Smith was still seated and enjoying Devola's soup when the doors of the mess hall opened and in strode Anemone, eyes glinting in the light under her ethnic head-dress. She wasn't alone however as Smith's eyes fell upon a blonde woman with stern features clad in a flattering and...
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High above the planet, a massive installation of silver and glass floated amidst the empitness of space. In front of it, a planet that was once home to seven billion humans, now reduced to a paltry 500 all locked away underneath the yellow-gold sands of the desert. A chorus of voices s...
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"Is there anything that you need, sir?"
Smith had found his daily schedule, every waking moment, bereft of anytime for himself when every single android in the bunker immediately tried to make themselves present and useful to him.
The news that he had been tha...
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Windhelm
The air was thick with snow.
Ulfric sat seated by his window in the Palace of Kings, his eyes glazed over his city. Windhelm was waking up, the light of cooking fires and its smoke rising as well as the distinct smell of bread being carried by the w...
2023-09-07 02:59:55 +0000 UTC View Post+++
Balgruuf
And sure enough, Irileth was true to her word and arrived the following morning.
The prisoner had been sent down into the depths of my dungeons alongside his companion. I met my housecarl in the Main Hall. I stood up, seeing her and her fellow ho...
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Balgruuf
Light laughter echoed throughout the air.
"Higher, papa! Higher!" Little Gustav giggled. Booming and zooming noises left my lips as I lifted up my little boy as high as I could.
The schedule of a High King is always hectic and demanding, from ...
2023-08-22 02:26:43 +0000 UTC View Post