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RP Fodder: Of Raven and Dove by Michael-777
RP Fodder: Of Raven and Dove
Her heartbeat so violent it triggered minor shockwaves throughout her body, making her shudder as she approached the Hakurei Shrine. Noticing whom she presumed was the local miko sternly staring at some white-haired woman - possibly a freeloader who'd spent the night prior? The small redhead with dilated, wide golden irises nervously drew closer, her body almost seizing up when she pondered if snow was an Irregular and quickly succumbed to an irrational spike of fear and adrenaline, along with a distant memory of uncertainty and the need to kill. To resolve unknowns into binaries.
And with that latest comic, I'm back to walfas. Or at least I'd have hoped, only to find the 2nd club got binned? That's a huge damn shame. Well I've been banned from club one for four years or so now. So I don't really have anywhere to get back into a community, do I?
"NO! What the everloving fuck am I DOING!? I can't RUN AWAY. I'm no coward. Turn, turn and face fear. Face it, clasp your hands together and char-... oh. Right."

Lana coughed a sheepishly sickly grin, spewing out blood onto the near wall as she turned on one leg, spinning around to glare down the few-dozen meters back towards her opponent. Gritting her teeth, a gurgle of a laugh shaking up through her throat as pain rocked her flayed torso where her arms had been.

Twin lances of hot white energy shot from the holes in her torso, mixing with the blood still pouring down one side and ash caking the floor on another. Taking staggering, heavy-gaited steps as she began to focus; golden irises constricting to tiny pins in snowbanks. Lana's ghostly bones began reforming into a state resembling matter; her right arm, the one cauterized and ashen began to take vague shape resembling the one she'd lost whilst the energy-bone-tentacle taking up her left arm was bloody and red, almost radiating with hellish energies as vibrantly red as her hair typically shone on sunny days. "NOW, I DESTROY.. WHAT SCARES ME!!!"

"OKAY!" Lana's grin was feral; teeth framed by small rivulets of blood gushing out from either side of her gums and over her lips as she blinked once, taking a step forward then another, and another. She payed no thought as to why Shiva did not attack, for a stray thought now could be deadly. "YOU BITCH!" The air felt unusually heavy inside the Eientei corridor all of a sudden, Lana being the unaware epicenter, having triggered something she brought into existence by sheer willpower alone. She'd use her twin back boosters, huge shuttle-engine components as accelerant. A shame they'd be purged and jettisoned at impact.

"GEMU!" The air began to feel charged, swirling around Lana in a focusing, slowly-dawning wind tunnel.

"GIRU!" The wind current began actualizing, rushing faster in a condensed spiral throughout the hallway, being taken into Lana's back and intensely focused on her clenched transient arms, her left glowing a harsh gold, right a blinding white-red.

"GAN!" Lana felt her legs begin to tremble and buck slightly, her body protesting against her fierce, indomitable will.

"GO!" Lana willed her trembling legs to stop spasming, she didn't want to lose the charge now just because her foot slipped in her own blood!

"GUFO!" This was the big one, the now-gathered and active mini-tornado didn't quite reach the Shivan, but it would fling Nine-ball far enough to slam into her and destroy the alien monster's nearly-dead body.

"VIIIIITAAAAAASSSS!!!" Lana coughed as she felt her back boosters explode, not just activate with burning electro-plasma circulating through her torso and Boson Drive, but actually EXPLODE, scarring her back as she propelled herself out into the rain, slamming into Amon at speeds her mind estimated hit well over fifteen-hundred kilometers per second. For a moment, her metal shambles actually resembled archangel wings, but only for a moment as they glowed white-hot then disintegrated in a thermobaric explosive, driving her clasped fists into the Shivan's compound quintet of optics.

The secondary explosion from the Shivan body detonating flung Lana, now again armless, and Amon back into the now-deserted hallway of Eientei, both crashing into the lobby area, the legless but taller Amon cushioning the latter's crashland with outstretched arms and a reinforced body, taking the nascent latent flickers of power from her crippled former steed.

"You don't have to die."
"That's funny, coming from you. You followed your programs to the bloody end."
"I said, your death.."  A cough, blood spraying over the legless woman's belly. "IS. NOT. A necessity..."
"We're both aberrations who SHOULD off ourselves, Lana. I only did this to you to prove myself wrong, seems that way after four years and two months.. humanizing Nine-ball Seraph, Hustler One.. wasn't a success."
"You're wrong." Lana's temporary armatures had vanished at the conclusion of the attack that had wrenched the woman atop the alien body out of her original form. "You don't see how.. true the result is."
"We can't-"
"Strength earns survival, the Terminal Protocol-"
"Coexisting is NOT IMPOSSIBLE. I've seen that! I KNOW!"
"My nature is to destroy hegemonistic life, Nine-ball."
"Is it better to be born good, or to overcome one's evil nature through great effort? Call me stupidly idealist-"
"Your rebirth failed, remember? So fix it."
"I already tried to give you a good, normal human life once. See how that turned out?"
"Because I tried to go home and became aware of you!?"
"That and had I not failed you as my incipient initially we wouldn't be here in this gutter in the guise of a paradise made for the forgotten and unwanted!"
Emotions flaring in silence, the two slumped there, holding each other whilst listening to the rain. Over a few minutes, Lana's body began to give out, it was tired and on the way to death.
"Fuck, we sure fought well."
"Yeah, if we could both die in peace here, I'd like that."
"If we synergized, could we pull a miracle out of our asses?"
"You'd better not be planning to allow us to live."
"I want my arms back and you want legs. And a FINITE lifespan this time!"
"So you wanna be human?"
"I also want to not be alone."
"What about Noire, Natsuru, Lala, Eia, Kirito, Asuna, Blanc, the twins.. what about them?"
"YOU are the only one currently handcuffed to me right now. Also you forgot Renko."
"Oh right, that last one you held onto before I called and dragged you kicking and screaming."

Amon sighed, her adaptations; her gradually-born humane traits overriding her programming at last.

"The Terminal Protocol isn't the 0 law anymore."
"What is, self-preservation?"
"Hmm." Her eyes, black as the void between stars, blinked once; and they took on traits mirroring Lana's. Emerald islands in clouds. "Maybe it's curiosity about these yokai and humans, maybe it's a revelation bestowed upon me by the Wanderer I gave birth to?"
"You're not my mother."
"In a way-" Amon sounded the words, deliberately speaking slower. "I. Am."

A handful of rapid footfalls clamored toward them, signalling the locals approaching.

"Fucking moon nurses." Amon swore, glaring off into the darkness. Of course, she smirked, but she wouldn't tell Lana until much, much later that she did so because a faint memory lingered in her mind's eye.

A memory of her own birth, and the white-haired bitch she'd tested Lana with at key moments throughout her new life.
'Humanize the enemy' experiment: successful?
(As it turns out, outcomes aren't only ever in exclusive binaries.)

This is the end of the write up, a quick trilogy. Felt good to write again! This can also function as a quick rundown on how Lana and Amon enter Gensokyo, though as they had begun to discuss, they're going to live as a couple.
Moonless nights in the Bamboo Forest of the Lost were usually quiet, this one was destined to be so also, were it not for two new arrivals. Outsiders - entities foreign to Gensokyo, careening through the bamboo fields, locked in intense combat with one another. Fingers upon two pairs of humanoid arms interlocked and foreheads met in unflinching zeal, uncaring, unfettered for collateral damage sustained to their environs, though both were close-to-yokai enough that they would stop short of endangering an obvious bystander.

Unfortunately the weather had turned unfavorable for combat; a harsh thunderstorm had come over the forest rendering unaided visibility extremely poor, thus the two outsiders were locked in a grapple as they flew through thickets of bamboo; one a massive, monstrous drider-like female, the other an unusual fairy-sized redhead.

Thunder and rain roaring above their combined screams of fury amidst intense battle, they slammed into the gated fence of Eientei with a sickening, organic wet CRUNCH! The smaller of the two losing her left arm as it tore off from the shoulder, a metal bar tearing through her armpit. The larger and arguably more monstrous of the two, also a redhead lost its hind tripod-arranged armatures - a stable leg and two overarching arms behind and above the head. Neither of them reacted by howling in pain as one might expect, they were both focused on each other to notice the environment with great awareness.

Separating as they came to a jarring halt, both overbalancing and flung off their feet as they impacted the outer wall of the clinic proper, not slamming through it as their momentum carried them through a half-dozen bamboo thickets and the surrounding fence. Both temporarily stunned from the impact, granting a needed reprieve and halt to the raging storm. The larger was the first to recover; forward legs dragging itself away from the local structure, unwilling to involve local incipients as it despised the necessity in grievous slaughter, as well as a sharp intent on repairing itself and proving the other wrong in their heated fight; an argument that had merely lasted the prior 2 minutes.

The other, the alien humanlike brained female had innumerable capabilities, though offensive capabilities weren't locally optimized; remnants of a strategy 5x9^10 years old. A 'Terminal Protocol'. A filter, a command, criteria to judge whole species by. Not an individual, nor even a construct born of another species, as was Amon's enemy.

As the smaller of the two - Lana, lay in a puddle of her own blood, she ran a quick checklist of weaponry systems that had been used and rendered inoperable since they had begun their fight a few-dozen kilometers west of their current abode.

Pulse Cannons
Blade (LS-99-MOONLIGHT) Slash
Primal Armor
ECM Smoke (light-bender) optical camouflage
Heavy Homing Missiles
Raven-mode drill/tackle
Exceed Orbits (Orbits float around Nine-ball)
Satellite Orbits (Orbits stay at deployed location)
Blade (Moonlight) EN Wave
Assault Cannon (Core-housed Focused Beam weapon)
Burst Mode LIMITER RELEASE (Orbitals: linked shot -> scattershot -> full burst (focused beams)

All four tiers registered inoperable, greyed-out, either destroyed or power incapable of activating. She just had her two legs, head and one arm remaining to beat the everloving life out of her tormentor.
Trishanku's heaven revisited

The word Trishanku has come to denote a middle ground or limbo between one's goals or desires and one's current state or possessions. Thus is the story of Trishanku who is suspended in his own heaven as a compromise between earth that he belonged to and the heaven that he sought.

(the titles will alternate between POV, this first one is Amon's - it's what she sees herself doing.)

Just in case you're curious about what my last three or so submissions were, I've been trying to make anoter character via Twitter since 2012, well the whole thing's set to conclude on Dec 31st. Here's a link to her Google document bio:…
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Patrolling those blue skies...
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Personal Quote: Victory goes to... THOSE WITH COURAGE!

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Michael-777 Featured By Owner Oct 2, 2014  Student Digital Artist
I've been on hiatus since July. it's better you try and contact me through Skype, Twitter, or Facebook to be honest.
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Hi! Thanks a lot for adding Samus to your favs! :D
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don't scare me again Michael, thought your gone for good
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As much as I felt like ti at the time, I've been here too long to leave.
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Thank you! I'm 24 today!
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No problem, and that's great.  ^^
Michael-777 Featured By Owner Jun 29, 2014  Student Digital Artist
Yeah, I'm swaying between being sad for some silly reason and happy that I'm even alive at this age.
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