Discussion in 'The Index' started by dan-heron, Oct 6, 2011.
Naota from FLCL, and of course Haruko is going to showup eventually.
She tries to bind Taiga, and gets Illya instead (she's probably better off for it). Of course, whichever one she manages to bind and drag back, the other one is going to try to get her back into the Dojo, or at least get out of the dojo as well, to get a chance of getting her own route.
By the time Louise figures out what they mean by "route", she's going to banish them both back to the dojo, and possibly a way to figure out how to banish others into it as well.
Louise summons Space Station 13.
I'm really surprised that the God of Conquest Keima Katsuragi from The World God Only Knows hasn't been mentioned yet.
He'd take one good look at the world around him and probably realize in an instant that he's in a fantasy setting due to his godlike mastery of date sims.
the top panel is relevant
Then he would weep for the lack of electricity and batteries.
And then Colbert invents them. Cue Brofist.
Link please to sekirei /Znt work,please.
ah... that guy from The World Only God Knows has been suggested dozens of times through all the threads. Only one or two people have bothered to even consider an idea outside of "No videogame"
Then again, the guy bores me to tears so I really don't have room to complain about him
Have you read the later chapters? He's shown to be a surprisingly competent planner and tactician.
doesn't deter of the fact I can't stand reading over two minutes about him without getting distracted by a mote of dust. At least he doesnt' give me a headache as certain blackhole of blandness that removes any kind of character from anybody around him
The Touhou Loli thing is rather odd, if you actually count the characters..sure some are loli, but some are older, and most are teenaged girls.
Yeah, that's mostly ZUN's fault. Great programmer, great designer, great artist in the sense of creative potential... but absolutely horribly drawer. Zombie Reimu~.
It's mostly that ZUN tends to draw them as lolis in his official works, I think.
EDIT: Dammit. Ninja'd.
Are you referring to a specific character?
I think he's talking about Touma...yes I find him rather bland what with his ability to turn every girl into a damsel in distress.
Wait what? Yeah Touma isn't exactly the greatest character ever made but I thought we decided way back in the first thread that he couldn't be summoned anyway. Wait are you talking about the guy from The World Only God Knows?
Oh, it's not a "you'd want him back" thing. It's just an acknowledgement that, yes, by having him around, some bad things don't happen.
... on the other hand, if he had been around, he'd have already been having problems with the higher lethality setting, so it's probably a no-win thing.
Well, if your superpower is the ability to a) make people boring by cancelling their abilities, and b) remove the agency of others so you can solve, and c) not be shot by magic in anywhere but the fucking hand and d) give long speeches in the time it takes to swing your fist...
... I was probably going somewhere with this. Oh well.
Yeah, he's talking about Sir Blandness of the Invincible Weaponized Plot Armor. And it is impossible to summon him on account of said plot armor.
There isn't any. He was talking about how GB's latest work is a FSN/Sekirei crossover, and how he's the father of the modern ZnT fic, so... Full circle, natch?
That's ungodly boring.
So if his hand is LOL HAX? why not shoot him... with a gun (or does his plot armor draw the bullets to his hax hand)
Everyone dies. Maybe Officer Beepsky survives and lives on because IT IS THE LAW
Nobody tries to shoot him. Though Acqua did skip stones with him. With Touma as the stone. Into a boat. With a mace. Off a bridge. Acqua is a total badass and if he wouldn't break the setting into so many tiny pieces I'd suggest him for this.
If Accelerator had actually used his brain during their fight he would have torn Touma to bits off by lieu of lobbing shipment containers - instead of I-beams - at his head, then kick Mikoto's ass to the nearest hospital and then gone his merry way.
I mean, who's going to stop him after that?
Aleister Crowley, Fiamma of the Right, Aiwass, Kihara, and maybe Kuroyoru if she uses Kihara's values.
Void Mage Henrietta with Gandalfficer Beepsky?
This is... I don't know. But I have more than a few ideas should I feel the urge to continue this. In the meanwhile, I'd like your opinion on whether or not it could be done, how and my writing itself.
Destiny, Fate, many are the forces that guide the Universe. Powerful, yet subtle, ensuring the life of all individuals follows their rough guidelines, ensuring the rise and fall of many worlds, ensuring the continued existence of the Cosmos.
But, even Destiny and Fate are fallible. For They ensure only the existence of one Cosmos.
So when one marked by Them called upon a servant from across the Void between worlds, the one that should have answered, the one that would have answered, did not.
No one answered for there was nothing but an Ocean of Blood.
The call went unanswered. But not unheard.
Something had called upon one of the souls SHE guarded. Something had called upon one of souls of HER creation.
SHE was wary but curious. Such was HER nature. The great MOTHER that wished for nothing more than the well being of HER children. The reckless FOOL that had only questions. Conflict. SHE had to protect HER children, to guide them through their trials. But the need for answers gnawed at HER, the deadly curiosity that defined HER being as much as being a mother urged HER to know, to understand, to discover.
Conflict had always been an integral part of all Lilium too.
Biting back tears of frustration, and of despair, she steadied her hand and looked one last time at the professor, seeking confirmation. The balding teacher nodded. This was her last chance, she knew it so. Few were allowed to repeat their summon not for the second but for the third time. Of course, they rarely needed it so.
All around her, her peers braced themselves for another explosive result. The first two times had been bad enough, with unrivalled explosions shaking even the earth under their feet. Silently, the petite Tabitha cast a wall of air in front of her and Kirche.
Louise de La Vallière raised her chin high and her wand to the blue sky above and called. Desperately she called and called and begged for the one soul that matched hers.
The call sounded again. But the soul of a boy did not heed it. He was one with all the others of his race, the barriers of the soul no longer limiting the contact between all of HER. He didn’t wish to leave; he had found comfort in the embrace of the MOTHER and his equals.
The Doors of the Chamber of Gauf were open for his soul. But it didn’t cross them.
Conflict brewed in the MOTHER once more. The chosen soul had not answered the call. The MOTHER did not think ill of HER child but once more dreaded curiosity stirred within.
How would SHE know what the call meant, how would SHE know who called, how would SHE know why? The answers would be veiled from HER, perhaps forever lost.
But SHE was nothing if not resourceful, another trait HER children had inherited. If the chosen soul would not answer, perhaps another could? Another soul, closer to HER, that would possess HER traits, capable of summoning the Light of her Soul, the Light of HER soul, the Lights of ThEiR soul.
A circle of green light floated above the Ocean of Blood. Waiting for the call to be answered.
And from the red depths below emerged something.
Underneath the surface, bubbles appeared. First pale fingers were formed and the remaining hand soon followed. The wrist had barely come into existence and already the hand moved, pulled upwards by an unseen force, reaching of it’s own will over the tenuous limit of the blood’s water skin above. Faster than before an arm appeared in the red liquid, followed by the rest of the body.
The hand broke the surface, pale white drenched in vermillion. A head full of blue hair did the same not long after and she breathed air for a first time that was not novel.
A human being. Born in blood, born from blood.
Her fingers touched the light that did not await her and she grasped a destiny that was not hers.
For the third and final time, waves of smoke, dust and soot covered the centre of the courtyard. A minor quake shook the second year students and a strong wind whipped their face. Thankfully, they had already prepared for the inevitable result.
Obscured by the same smoke, Louise clenched her wand with all her might. She had felt something different from before. She did not know what but she knew it meant her success. She had managed to summon a familiar. What was it? What kind of powerful magical creature had she called? Eager, she waited for the smoke to clear, nearly shaking in anticipation.
Colbert, senior professor of fire magic and true academic amongst other less savoury titles, moved his staff to the side, murmurs of a spell leaving his lips. A strong wind swept the area in an instant, clearing the smoke immediately. He regretted it immediately, but not completely.
There was a girl standing in front of the class. Said girl was naked.
For a moment longer than necessary, everybody stared. Realizing it, the girls averted their gaze and most boys soon followed. Most. Montmorency kicked her boyfriend’s shin. Tabitha merely blinked and returned to her book. Kirche actually leaned in to get a better look.
Colbert cleared his throat. “Miss Vallière, please proceed with the r-ritual.” He kept his eyes above the girl’s shoulders and not on her- above her shoulders, definitively above shoulders.
“But…” She stammered.
“Now. Please.” He reinforced.
She quickly lifted her head to look into the girl’s face and had to pause. Deep eyes the colour of freshly spilled blood returned her gaze impassive, unblinking. A shiver ran through her frame unbidden. There was something missing in those eyes. Or was it something that should not be there, watching?
“O-oh Pentagon of the Five Elemental Powers, grant thy blessing unto this humble creature and mark it as a familiar of mine!” She proclaimed and covered the distance between them in five quick steps.
Only the most important part of the ritual remained to complete. The most important and decisive part. Ironically maybe, also the simplest part, like in tales of evil dragons and princesses. A kiss would end the story that had been told.
Lips pressed tightly against the girl’s, eyes closed, she felt nothing neither like a knight nor like a princess. She felt only the strangely warm lips touching hers and the pungent smell of blood all around her. Almost too fast, she withdrew. Licking her lips absently, she tasted copper. She felt sick. Something felt wrong.
The runes that should have marked the girl as her familiar were not appearing. A weight formed in her gut, like a stone had been dropped there. Had she failed? Agonizing despair pulsed anew in her heart and she felt her eyes get wet. Had she managed to actually summon a familiar just to fail here? She drew a shuddering breath to calm herself, it would not do t-
The girl blinked. Somehow, that minor, reflexive act that all humans did unconsciously was turned immensely important when done by that girl. She brought her left hand up and examined the back of it. Faint curls of smoke rose gently in air, tracing patterns not meant to be analyzed.
Louise had done it. Contract Servant was finished, the ritual complete. The girl was her familiar.
Something was wrong. Something was completely and utterly wrong.
The call had been answered, but not when it should. The call had been answered, but not by whom it should. Something had come unto this world, something alien yet so familiar. And it had been enough. The Shield of the Prophet had been accepted.
The being’s mere existence in the world was a red steel rod forced into the Mechanism of the Cosmos. The Cogs of Destiny whined in protest, screeched and finally creaked slowly into stillness. But the Pendulum of Time did not still and the Wheels of Life and Death did not stop turning.
And the Fate of one world was cast upon unknowing nothingness, left to treacherous Luck.
[spoiler]Rei Ayanami from Neon Genesis Evangelion[/spoiler]
It's how many elements a mage can use at a time. All mages in theory can use any of the four elements, just their disposition make them better at certain elements that others.
For example, Colbert's a Fire mage yet he can combine Earth into his Fire spells to form a alchemy effect that transmutate the air around a opponent into flammable gas. And any mage can cast levitate even if they're not a Wind mage (though no other spells can be cast if Levitate is active; even Karin can't cast other spells while levitating. Not that she needs to cast spells when flying anyway, the speedboost from flying and her swordskill with her wand let her held off 20 other Knights once)
@MinuSeven: Interesting snippet there
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