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digitaldatacenter2019-09-14 11:45 pm
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The Grand Entrance
[ When you awaken, it's in a bed. But it's not your bed. Someone is hustling and bustling nearby--multiple someones. They seem to be working hard on something. When you awaken, it's in a very clean room, but you're inside. When you finally open your eyes, you're safe in a nice bedroom with five identical girls running around and keeping the place nice and cozy. Yes, that's right, five identical girls running around. For those familiar with it, they could be cosplayers. But they're not. Also, unlike their original design, they have obvious ball joints to make them more puppet-like. What do you guys do? ]
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I find that unusual. You can't go very far even in the other zones and not have heard of us. Where are you from? And why the makeup and false ears?
[ Because clearly that's fake, right? ]
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Honestly, I would question why you would think anyone would try to look half Galra, all things considered.
[He's not saying anything about his supposedly extinct other half the ears came from.]
Apparently I'm from a far enough territory in the Empire to have not heard of your people at all - you know how it goes.
[NOT SAYING WHERE HE'S FROM, BECAUSE, YOU KNOW, LET'S NOT PANIC THE ALREADY ON EDGE RESISTANCE LEADER BY TELLING HIM HE'S SHARING A ROOM WITH THE PRINCE OF THE EMPIRE.]
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It's foreign to him.
Which means... what, exactly? ]
You're some kind of minority, then? I find it curious you can talk about who you are without using numbers. That takes guts.
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... Your civilization has not encountered the Galra Empire?
[He’s tilting his head and studying... well, the Zero uniform.].
That would explain why I failed to recognize your species.
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...So if a fight starts, I'll put money on the purple guy to win. This dramatic show-off's too scrawny to take a punch.
i'll have a paid account this time tomorrow, just pretend any icons are of tiny angry eric
Particularly not from someone overtly not human. He looks like he could dodge, though, I'd put money on him being the first to throw a punch.
I can't get a paid until next month so just deal with life I guess lol
The peanut gallery, not helping. He needs to take stock. How many have seen his face? ... No, it really is better to ask. ]
I'm afraid I've never heard of it, no. The only Empire my home recognizes is the might of Britannia's near-global dominance. ... And I must ask, just how many of you have seen my face?
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Well, if your species has not even left your - homeworld? Solar system? Yet, I don’t think it would matter so much either way, in my case at least.
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[ Wink! He's definitely flirting. ]
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He turns to one of the nuns running this place. ]
Excuse me. Could you bring me something else to wear?
[ Nuns in a town he's never seen... he isn't worried about. But these strangers? He turns to the group. And removes his helmet. ]
... Fódlan? That's not a region I recognize. Even discounting anywhere the Empire has conquered...
[ He turns to Sylvain. All right, well. Sylvain can be his guinea pig, he thinks. But he should try the old fashioned way first. ]
Tell me about this Adrestian Empire.
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[ But one of the Sistermon, who were growing increasingly worried, goes to try and find clothes. The others are whispering. ]
The Adrestian Empire... I'm not part of it. Well, more like Faerghus isn't anymore. But it was founded about forty-one years, I think? After Saint Seiros performed her miracles. Uh... Listen, I'm not the best at school. And history's hard. But basically they're a small empire that takes up part of our continent, and we're in an uneasy alliance with them. Doesn't sound anything like your nightmare.
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[ He might have spent his time gambling, but he did actually have to pass. ]
I am starting to come to a conclusion that seems ridiculous, but I have no other way to rationalize the differences.
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[ And a look over at Lotor and Eric. ]
And you. I'm guessing, despite appearances, Galra isn't a fancy name for "dragon" or "manakete."
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No, not dragons, and I have never heard of the other name. They’re my father’s species, possessed of a Warrior ideal that has been twisted and corrupted beyond recognition by the Empire. I’m actually short and ‘delicate’ by the standards of most full blooded Galra.
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[ Seriously? ]
They're not real. Certainly, the technology named after such things is real. For example, the Knightmare Frame Lancelot, named after one of King Arthur's Knights... but legends of knights and chivalry and dragons are just that: legends.
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Sir, are you implying that leaving one's planet is the usual trajectory for - the usual path of - the way of things if civilization continues upwards?
[His voice may have hit a level of squeaky cracking that would make Michael J. Fox pause and look askance just now, by which the narratrix means it did.]
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[cagey resistance person is not a huge concern, although Lotor knows he should help calm things down.]
Well.... yes? My - both of my peoples had left their home systems and begun exploring outward many decaphoebs before their homeworlds were destroyed, and... right now the Galra have conquered most of the known universe.
[Really it’s NICE to be dealing with people with no concept of that horror show, he almost doesn’t want to explain that part and tarnish it.]
1/3, we're goin' full ecats tonite
2/3 just imagine if i'd gotten ashlee to draw younger icons too... imagine....
3/3
[This is worse than waking up without the weapon that's been an extension of him for an embarrassingly short time. This is so much worse. So much worse.]
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[He takes a deep breath, and lets it out in a sigh that might be shaky laughter strangled into quiet.]
We have our own infestation of such things, I'm afraid. The worst shouldn't be back again for a little under a century, but... my family is dedicated to exterminating such things.
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[there’s definitely some bitterness and a bitey edge to that.]
I doubt the universe can be healed without destroying him.
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