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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: docs.google.com/document/d/1M4…
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HAHAHAHAHAHA.

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"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 DESTORY.. WHAT SCARES ME!!!"

"OKAY!" Lana's grin was feral; teeth framed by small rivulets of blood gushing out from either side, over of 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 Eientei 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 explosion, 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."
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"That's funny, coming from you. You followed your programs to the bloody end."
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"I said, your death.."  A cough, blood spraying over the legless woman's belly. "IS. NOT. A necessity..."
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"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."
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"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."
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"We can't-"
"YES WE CAN!!!"
"Strength earns survival, the Terminal Protocol-"
"FUCK YOUR FUCKING BULLSHIT! THAT'S FOR GALACTIC PROBLEMS, NOT TWO WOMEN ON EARTH!"
"Irrelevant!"
"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-"
"You're more an idealist than THE FAIRY WHOSE BODY I COPIED TO GIVE YOU LIFE! HOW CAN YOU NOT HATE ME FOR DOING THIS TO YOU!?"
"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 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.
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Hearing the fading wet sounds of the demon as it crawled away from her  and the building whose wall they'd damaged, the smaller girl - a young woman of appearance about ten years old gritted her teeth as she focused all willpower on the edge of unconsciousness into her legs, forcing her tired, drained muscles to pump blood and adrenaline. Slowly rising onto one knee, she heard a charging noise - particles gathering unto a focal point, air ionizing. She jerked her head up in time to see the enemy had junctioned itself between a handful of bamboo on either side, both monstrous mechanical arms forcing them apart; sniping at her with a concealed firing port in its deformed left shoulder.

Willing, brain screaming at her to MOVE, she struggled to shudder in fear, let alone regain the acuity to dodge with any semblance of ability. Squelching her eyes shut as the charged particles lanced outwards, from the treeline beelining straight at her. A searing heat overwhelmed her senses as her body finally moved - a half-second too late. Her right arm caught in the piercing beam's direct path, tearing off from molecular explosions disjointing and deforming her bicep before it fell out as the density of the beam raised the temperature of any matter caught in its path, this case being her right arm, to 15,000 degrees Celsius.

Still without energy to scream the now-armless redhead turned, legs pumping like pistons as she bolted from the rainstorm seeking shelter and safety from the demon assaulting her, tears welling up in her golden-iris eyes as her body finally resumed most functions. Unwilling to involve others, yet fully realizing the danger of taking on the monster alone, she slammed into a double-wooden door, headbutting it a couple times before it gave way, stumbling into what her eyes perceived as the lobby of a clinic in the core of the night; occupants, live-in residents presumed all asleep; no lights nor reaction to the commotion outside... Yet.

Swallowing down the pained tears building in her stomach and throat even gulping a few times as she ran deeper into the building, the redhead screamed - a primal inarticulate benthic roar calling for assistance, tears clouding her vision as she zigzagged, overbalancing and almost crashing on her stumps; one bleeding, the other cauterized. Her breathing was ragged, hyperventilating almost, body reacting to the uncompensatable trauma already sustained. Hazily, she recalled the words of the demon whom had been amiable and spoken to her directly about how she foresaw this fight ending, a binary outcome that Lana Nielsen disagreed with immense hatred.

"I only see this ending one of two ways, you somehow win alone, I die, but I'll pull a deadman's switch and mercifully erase your memory of being that monster, Hustler One. I failed you, the rebirth was unsuccessful; you kept your memory of being that all this time, no wonder your self-title is 'A Nest of Sin'... Or, I win and you get a merciful if inhumane death."

She couldn't accept either of these, naturally. The four years spent in humanoid form, her shift in perspective, all of that despite being under the demon - a Shivan named Amon's tutelage had taught her that humans were tenacious and capable enough that sometimes, barely, with luck and prayer and cunning and power, they could make alternative options happen. So Lana responded with a third option formed as a question.

"Is it better to be born good, or to overcome one's evil nature through great effort?"

It went against her life up to this point, but if she could just disable Amon's weaponry, maybe they could reach a stable platform for dialogue...
Your hunting sense won't save you!
(More personal, more local and concerned with the immediate action at hand, this is Lana's POV. She asserts that use of Nagari to cheat the fight won't save Amon from the risk of coming close to death, despite ultimately wanting to end the fight with both living, perhaps the compromise ends in them not killing each other? Solo RP is boring, thus I'll rely on others to help create an ending they see fit to this proposed problem.)
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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: docs.google.com/document/d/1M4…
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Patrolling those blue skies...
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Current Residence: SARF Improv HQ, Scarlet Devil Mansion/Hakurei Shrine
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Favourite style of art: Manga style
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bluerosefantasy Featured By Owner 21 minutes ago  Student Artist
Thank you very kindly for the watch ^^
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BeTheSecretReader Featured By Owner Dec 11, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
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Michael-777 Featured By Owner Dec 12, 2014  Student Digital Artist
You're welcome!
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KonaChan92 Featured By Owner Sep 28, 2014
Long time no communication
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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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YangTheFeline Featured By Owner Jul 10, 2014
Welcome to the WSW!
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Michael-777 Featured By Owner Jul 12, 2014  Student Digital Artist
Thank you!
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Zarahemna Featured By Owner Jul 10, 2014
Thanks for the fave!
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Michael-777 Featured By Owner Jul 10, 2014  Student Digital Artist
You're welcome!
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chiseltown Featured By Owner Jul 9, 2014  Professional Traditional Artist
Hi! Thanks a lot for adding Samus to your favs! :D
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MaxHD2490 Featured By Owner Jul 5, 2014
don't scare me again Michael, thought your gone for good
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Michael-777 Featured By Owner Jul 6, 2014  Student Digital Artist
As much as I felt like ti at the time, I've been here too long to leave.
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SonicUS1000 Featured By Owner Jun 29, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Happy Birthday, dude.  :party:
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Michael-777 Featured By Owner Jun 29, 2014  Student Digital Artist
Thank you! I'm 24 today!
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SonicUS1000 Featured By Owner Jun 29, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
No problem, and that's great.  ^^
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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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WolfFlameTheShe-Cat Featured By Owner Jun 29, 2014
Happy birthday!
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Michael-777 Featured By Owner Jun 29, 2014  Student Digital Artist
Thanks. :/
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WatcherCCG Featured By Owner Jun 29, 2014
Happy birthday, Mike.
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Michael-777 Featured By Owner Jun 29, 2014  Student Digital Artist
Well that was a fucking disappointment all around, and some people won't fuck off and let me kill myself either. Jesus Christ.
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WatcherCCG Featured By Owner Jun 29, 2014
Because even if we don't understand you, some of us still care.
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Michael-777 Featured By Owner Jun 29, 2014  Student Digital Artist
I think you and Toa are like the only ones at this point, FML.
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Michael-777 Featured By Owner Jun 29, 2014  Student Digital Artist
THanks mate, didn't think I'd turn 24 playing Scamco's latest disappointment though.
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kidowa Featured By Owner Jun 29, 2014
Happy Birthday, Yo! ^^ :cake:
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Michael-777 Featured By Owner Jun 29, 2014  Student Digital Artist
Thanks, Kidowa.
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