Mass Effect: Glorious Shotgun Princess (ME/Exalted)

What do you mean she isn't fighting a magical commie robot? I mean, sure it's a magical commie robot the size of a city, but still a freaking robot.

I think the main distinction is between "you're fighting that large-ish robot" and "you're fighting that larger-than-the-Citadel one"

That and the fact that Alchemicals aren't quite AI but closer to cyborgs, what with the whole 'having a soul' and all that.

Their minds work like an organic's, except it's in a machine and clarity interferes.
The relativistic slag-beam parry? Par for the course with exalts If the attack is not unblockable, it can be parried with no consequence to the parrier (at most he has to stunt, and Jane did)

Even unblockable attacks can be blocked. Perfect Defense > Perfect Attack, IIRC.

It does help that Jane is using Adamant Skin Technique, too. Given, the next attack is probably going to burn off her clothes.

You'd think the solars would have figured out an Adamant Clothes Technique after a while or just go "F*ck this! Imma wear a hologram!"

This is more a job for artifact armor than anything.

Again.

Also, considering how Auto, Deus and company work, you've got to work in a refernce to Mogo after the fracas is over. Even if the reference is just a simple "X doesn't socialize."

And when Artifact Armor is not at hand at all? Really. In the thousands of years of Creation they could have developed at least some charm to alleviate this problem.

They totally did this. Infinite Resplendence Amulet: Dreams of the First Age: Lords of Creation, page 97. Also eternally fashionable.

EDIT:

If it's not artifact armor, it wasn't protecting you much anyway. Besides, in the first age, there was plenty of artifact armor to go around.

We posed this problem to a selection of First Age Exalts, to get possible reasons. The results were enlightening.

Cherry Blossom: "I have my Celestial Battle Lance for exactly that reason. One of the integrated functions is a combat-type Infinite Resplendence Amulet."

Merela: "Wear proper armour, you wuss. And if you don't, learn Glorious Solar Plate. And if you do neither, don't come whining to the Deliberative about things."

Ma Ha Suchi: "I'm sorry?" *bishie sparkles* "When was public nudity ever a problem?"

I got the message..but I don't get what *bishie sparkles* means.

Ah so That's how this M!Shep does it.

Yeah, basically if you want clothing from nothing learn Glorious Solar Plate. Either that or Impenetrable Disguise Technique, which won't actually give you clothes but you could disguise yourself as "me, but with clothes on" and it would be impossible for anyone to notice you are naked.

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Even other Exalted, Incarnae or Primordials, uh?

I just had a thought. If Indoctrination has a poster of Mind Spider Crush on its ceiling wall and wants to be MSC when it grows up, I suspect that the full oh-shit-you-heard-her-name bit would result in Indoctrination sucking its thumb and crying that it can never be that good.

Or furiously masturbating while fantasizing about getting its attention.

That is an image that mind bleach can't get out.

I'm laughing and vomiting and I can't stop doing either.

Ack. Mental images!

Brain bleach. Need some.

Yickyickyickyickyick!

that's hot and sad.

GreggHL always comes up with the best brainbreakers.

Generally speaking, in anime, a bishonen (a slightly-effeminate, highly-attractive man) will cause the air to sparkle when he's feeling particularly pretty. Also the spontaneous generation of rose and cherry blossom petals.

In the First Age, this described Ma-Ha-Suchi perfectly, to the point of a literally superhuman Appearance score. Today though this...still describes him perfectly, he's just as handsome as humanly possible now, being what is essentially a wolf-satyr.

Unfortunately, he is the only person who hasn't realized this. Both for him and the rest of the world. Man's a bit vain. As in "Snow White's Mother, Destroy-Everything-Beautiful-Out-Of-Spite-While-Claiming-I'm-Being-True-To-The-Lunar-Creed" vain.