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reblog this chewin minmay immediately

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"I've definitely thought a lot about transformable Silhouette Knights before, though you're right that the technology isn't quite there for it yet."

"Even looking at it just from the perspective of the planning stage, making a transformable robot is gonna be really difficult to pull off. I mean, the strand-type tissue we're working with now is already pretty durable, but making it work under multiple configurations is gonna be a challenge. And then there's the issue of mana expenditure; that always hikes up whenever we make any major changes to the design. And that's not even mentioning how complex it would be to..." Suffice it to say, he's put an inordinate amount of thought into the idea himself. Breaking it down to brass tax: there would be a lot of work he'd need to do before he could even come close to replicating the kind of tech the Universal Century's working with, if it isn't down right impossible.

"...But that being said, I'm still optimistic! After all, even if something like that's not possible with tech from my world alone, I'm sure if I try doing a little kit-bashing with stuff from your world, I'll figure out a way to make it work!" He almost makes it sound easy... but even for someone with all his talent, something like that would be tough, for sure. If nothing else, it could make a good challenge for him—something to really test his skills as a designer!

@ervaurem

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"YOU CAME BACK FOR ME!" PROMPTS *  assorted dialogue, adjust as necessary

[name]? what are you doing here?

nothing could ever take me away from you.

i thought you said you would never return.

i fought to find you again.

what made you change your mind?

it was a mistake to leave your side.

you came back for me. i knew you would.

i can't believe you're here, right in front of me.

[name], in the flesh. i never thought i'd see the day.

i was hoping you'd hear my call.

i never should have left you in the first place.

what took you so long?

i had a feeling you couldn't stay away.

promise me you'll never leave again.

[name]? it can't be.

you shouldn't have to deal with this mess on your own.

i'm real. touch my hands. i'm right here.

you're not dreaming. i came back.

come a little closer. let me see you.

am i dreaming? pinch me.

i should have known you'd end up in some trouble.

it is you! you came back!

i waited and hoped and prayed you'd return.

they told me you'd never come back here.

you showed up just in the nick of time.

i thought you'd never show up!

you actually came back for me.

so you do care after all.

let me get a good look at you.

we've gotta stop meeting like this.

something told me i should go back there and find you.

i'm sorry i keep touching you, i just can't believe you're really here.

this is a dream. you're not real.

i thought you were dead. i saw you die.

how did you know i was in danger?

you're the problem! i just can't stay away!

there's always been something about you that pulls me right back here every time.

i just couldn't get you off my mind.

it was as if i could hear you calling for me.

you visited me in my dreams every night, and that's how i knew.

leaving you was a terrible mistake.

i don't believe it. [name]? really?

will you ever forgive me for leaving you?

you shouldn't have to fight this alone.

i told you not to come back for me.

you're wasting your time coming here to find me.

did you just throw yourself into danger to get me to save you?

now i'm being tortured with visions pretending you're back.

what are you doing here? this is some cruel joke.

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"An admirer of sorts," Graham's voice echoes across the intercom. One of the stars on the horizon of space shifts—but on inspection, one wouldn't find a star at all, but the contrails of Graham's mobile suit streaking into center-view.

"...Of everything you are, Gundam! Or rather, everything that you represent." His mobile suit remains at a distance—visible, weapons and all, though none seem to be trained on her. For now, the sight of them serves as little more than a deterrent.

@wxtchpilot

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( OOC ) Been hashing out details about the main SL/AU (Think I'm just gonna call it an AU for now) I'm planning for this account to follow. I've been working on a synopsis page, and I'll probably add it to the blog site on this account after I'm done. I also updated my info page a bit to fit how I'm gonna handle the AU going forward.

Will try and work on replies soon.

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Cats from Macross Dynamite 7

Today's AniAnimal are these marsupial cats from the planet Zola in "Macross Dynamite 7". 今日のアニアニマルは『マクロスダイナマイト7』に登場する惑星ゾラの有袋類の猫たちです。

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It has now been well around half a week since Maximilian Jenius and the various pilots he'd called together were attacked by a force of unidentified attackers in Earth orbit.

It was at once both entirely unexpected and wholly foreseeable... but it wasn't like they had much choice. With the unrest around the Earth Sphere being what it is, it'd be impossible to make any kind of noise without some faction or other picking up on it.

This time was a bit different, however, more coordinated. The Gigasion hadn't seen them until they were right on top of them. Even Exsedol agreed; this wasn't some random attack. This was planned. Which means it's even more imperative that they don't take their next moves lightly.

"Captain on bridge," an artificial voice chimes, signalling Max's presence to the bridge crew as he walks in and into his chair.

"What's the status of our descent?" He asks.

The ships' navigational officer answers, "We've just hit 31,000 kilometers. We'll be entering Earth's atmosphere soon, sir."

"Understood. Tell all hands to be at the ready for entry," Maximilian says back. The officer nods and follows through while Max turns his attention to other matters. Namely, the Gigasion's next stop: Tokyo harbor.

"I already took the opportunity to radio ahead, Max." From an opening in the bridge's floor adjacent to the captain's chair, the macronized head of Exsedol Folmo, the ship's advisor and one of Max's oldest friends, rises into the room. "...That is what you were just thinking of, no, Captain?"

"Ah..." Max would have been surprised, had it been anyone else. But Exsedol has always had the mind for that kind of thing--always one step ahead. The old archivist certainly knows him well. "Thank you, I was just planning to do that."

Max has had a lot on his mind lately... doubtless, Exsedol could tell. But that's all part of the job, isn't it...? Always thinking, rarely resting. Hardly have time to breathe, except for when he's back in the pilot seat... not many feelings can compare to the rush of nostalgia he feels, setting foot behind a Valkyries control stick. Always feels like... well, like "home."

Atmospheric entry is coarse as always, especially with the amount of debris that's swimming in the upper atmosphere. As soon as they meet cloud cover, a message reaches them over the communicator. An old friend of theirs from a previous operation expresses their eagerness at being their welcoming committee this morning.

"Quite the energetic type, that Commander, isn't he...?" Max comments, an amused smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

"Energetic isn't quite the word I would use, captain..." Exsedol says in response. "In fact, I'd say he reminds me of bit of you when you were younger."

". . . Come again?"

A sudden flash of red cuts through Max's incredulity in an instant, a warning siren sounding from the bridge consoles. Max doesn't even have to read the text that flares up in front of them to know what's coming.

"Captain...!" One of his officers says, swiveling around to look at him in a flurry.

"I see it. Raise our combat alert status and prepare to scramble fighters on my command!" Max responds.

"Aye, sir."

The captain pinches the bridge of his nose, heaving out a sigh under his palm. Exsedol barely needs to look at him to know what he's thinking. "Our pursuers are certainly persistent ones," Exsedol states, parroting Max's thoughts near exactly. "They aren't going to let us to descend so easily."

Max nods. "We've known that from the beginning," an explosion above the Gigasion's deck sends a shockwave ripping across the ship. Max, off-balance but mostly unphased, lifts the brim of his hat to view the battle brewing past the bridge's viewport just over their heads.

"The only uncertain factor was how many of our number they'd shoot down before we'd made it," the captain says, his stalwart expression not betraying even for a second the bitter tang of remorse on his tongue.

His Zentradi advisor saw through him easier than most, however—if he was still miclone-sized—he might have rested his hand on his old friend's shoulder as a sign of support. Instead, he'll have to rely on the tone of reassurance in his voice.

"Quite the challenging conundrum," he says, "But not one we haven't surpassed before."

Max falls silent and the hurried chirping of the bridge's instruments count each wavering second between one thought and the next. Just as he's about to speak again, one of the technicians spins around from their monitor; the only color on their face is the red light from the combat alert warning.

"C... Captain!"

"Report," Max says, regaining his composure in an instant. A skill he's down right mastered over the years.

"It's the radar, sir... the enemy—their number just doubled—no, tripled!"

"An error?" Max asks.

"Checking... negative, sir! The system's coming back clean!"

"Perhaps they're jamming us..." Exsedol councils. "Have we established visual contact?"

Another technician from across the bridge turns back and nods. "Affirmative!"

"Put it up on the monitor," Max orders. In a flash, the image of the blue-rimmed skies above the Gigasion appears. For a few fleeting seconds, the scene seems almost clear, until...

"Is that...?"

"Enemy fighters?"

"Doesn't look like any aircraft I've seen..."

Over the chatter of the bridge crew, Max hears Exsedol utter a name under his breath. Out of the corner of his eye, he notices the Advisor's brows furl as expression turns grim. He's about to call his name when he notices a figure in the topside camera that he didn't before. His eyes widen as the realization of what they're seeing begins to dawn on the entire bridge.

"Captain..." One of them mutters.

"I see it," he says, curling his fingers around his chair's armrest. "So they've even started to deploy them now..."

From the darkened skies above their heads, a dreaded enemy descends—where they saw one, dozens more begin to appear before their eyes, dotting the horizon like a field of stars.

"The Noise..."

——————————————————————————————————————————————————— To Be Continued . . .

Part 1 | Part 2 |

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"Hwuh...?" The distinct sound of Shirabe's trademark stare draws Hibiki's wavering attention to her.

"Ohh, Shirabe-chan!" Finally–an excuse to stop working so hard! "I didn't hear you come in!"

@zabababy

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"You could say that, yes. I have more than my fair share of experience on stage, as well." Maria smiles ever so gently, as though she were briefly recollecting a fond memory or two.

"My name is Maria, by the way. Maria Cadenzavna Eve. A pleasure."

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"Hrmm . . ." Tapping her chin, seemingly deep in thought. Or trying to be, anyhow. Trying... and failing.

"Nope!" Hibiki Tachibana throws her arms up in defeat. "I can't do it. My stomach's empty... now my brain power's all gone!" She'll never get any of her assignments done at this rate...

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🐝  *  ―  𝑭𝑶𝑹𝑻𝒀 𝑹𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑶𝑴 𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑺.

❛  are you always so competitive?  ❜ ❛  are you okay? are you hurt?  ❜ ❛  are you sure you can do this on your own?  ❜ ❛  are you thinking what i'm thinking?  ❜ ❛  can you go take care of this, please?  ❜ ❛  can you show me how to fight?  ❜ ❛  can you tell me more about your adventures?  ❜ ❛  do you believe in ghosts?  ❜ ❛  do you ever think about anyone other than yourself?  ❜ ❛  does it really have to be like this?  ❜ ❛  don't you think you've already done enough damage for one day?  ❜ ❛  has no one ever given you a compliment before?  ❜ ❛  have i ever told you how beautiful you look in the glow of the moonlight?  ❜ ❛  have you noticed anything different about me lately?  ❜ ❛  haven't you ever wondered why i never talk about my childhood?  ❜ ❛  how can you just go to sleep like nothing happened?  ❜ ❛  how many more people have to suffer before you realize your madness?  ❜ ❛  is there anything else i can do for you?  ❜ ❛  is this really how you want this to end?  ❜ ❛  isn't it ironic?  ❜ ❛  what are your plans for today?  ❜ ❛  what else do you want me to say?  ❜ ❛  what else have you hidden from me?  ❜ ❛  what happened here? where is all that smoke coming from?  ❜ ❛  what has happened in your life that made you like this?  ❜ ❛  when were you going to tell me?  ❜ ❛  where are we supposed to go from here?  ❜ ❛  who will be able to stop them now?  ❜ ❛  why can't you just act like a normal person?  ❜ ��  why can't you just leave me alone?  ❜ ❛  why can't you just stay focused?  ❜ ❛  why does everything always have to be so complicated?  ❜ ❛  why should i believe you now when you've told nothing but lies?  ❜ ❛  why won't you just tell me what i did wrong?  ❜ ❛  will it ever stop hurting so much?  ❜ ❛  will you go out on a date with me?  ❜ ❛  will you just shut up and kiss me already?  ❜ ❛  will you please text me when you get home safely?  ❜ ❛  you're completely out of your element here, aren't you?  ❜

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"Ohmygoshohmygoshohmygosh! Is it you?! Are you /the/ Nekki Basara?! I'm such a big fan! All of your songs are so... RADICAL! Whenever I hear your singing it feels like my heart is going to burst out of my chest! It feels like... love! Passion! Heartthrob! Fire!! Bomber!!"

He's seriously off his guard – the rock star nearly trips up in the face of the cheerful raving of the woman in front of him. Where'd she even come from?! Must've swooped in when he wasn't looking... what is she, a bird of prey?

"Wha–oh... thanks?" His response is... severely underpowered, compared to hers. He almost fails to get a word in, even, struggling to find a moment to speak through all her fanatics. His brain needs to catch up to him a second before he can muster a response even half as energetic.

"You've been to our concerts, then?" He's never been all that good at fan meets – it's much easier to let his music to do the talking. Still, something about her overbearing excitement is a little infectious. "Dunno how much of it all you've listened to... but if you keep coming, you'll hear a lot more where that came from!"

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"Sounds like a good time. I'll warn you, though, I'm a difficult woman to keep ahead of!"

"Let's warm up together... follow my lead!"

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Strolling out, Maria Cadenzavna Eve straightens her tie and the cuffs of her suit.

"Good morning! Let's all break in the New Year, shall we?"

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Maria chuckles agreeingly. "So am I. We can never have enough of those, can we? As for me, I'm doing just fine. Even more so now, I think, given how infectious those high spirits of yours can be."

A wild Maria appears! "My, I didn't realize this had come around again so quickly...! Happy birthday, I hope it's one to remember!"

"Thank you so much, Maria-san! It really was, and I hope that you have been doing good on your own as well! Hehe, looking forward to the good times to come!"

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"I'm Shirabe Tsukuyomi. I'm agent of SONG. I wield Shul Shagana one half of The Blade of Zababa.

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