#Rainet

[wandapinkay]

OK SOO in the meantime, I was working on a little project that I thought of bringing to a local con.. meet the Daru Upa, or just Darupa!! Since I discovered that there's official merch of the main Steins;Gate characters as the lil' mascots of the fictional anime RaiNet, including Daru, of course I wanted to try and make one out in paper machè! It's not the first time I make something in this tecnique for a cosplay (I forgot to post them here whoops) but it was still challenging to make.. especially the hair.. this whole critter took me 5 days to make but at least from now on I'll have a small friend that will keep me company on my desk while I work!

Keep reading for bonus progress and reference pics!

Here's some progress pics + concept and turnaround!

And here's some pics I used as reference!

[rainet00]

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[mylittlelenci]

Edith The Lonely Doll. My Little Lenci Doll by Cathy Peterson.

I sold it on eBay, a fun look back at items from our collection. -- Visit my store please. I'm a collector of interesting and good stuff. -- Max Rainet.

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[max-rainet]

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[redrawthecolorlessworld]

also i never really mentioned which ships are Actually canon/to be canon eventually. so here i guess lol:

• rhymix:

- ad astra/moonlight

- amazing mighty/felys

- ringed genesis/trap crow

• epistel:

- naoki sakaguchi/koshiro nakano

• rainetic:

- rana iori/inari koime

- arya aruneo/koyuki nanase

- sota sosuke/rin yuki

THAT'S ALL I THINK OH GOD.

[scribbly-artist]

Noisy Times in the Lab

Author’s Notes: Back with a little fic! I saw these really great scientist-based tickle prompts from @anxious-lee (I’m not sure how to tag people on Tumblr - hopefully this works!) that sparked some inspiration for me. I’ve read the VN recently after procrastinating on it for a long while, so I feel like I could write for the characters easily enough without them sounding OOC. Apologies for any spelling errors as I am very tired. :,) I may even do some clean up in the morning if I find any obvious glaring issues. let me know what you think!!

Word count: ~1,600

It was a typical day at the residence of the Future Gadget Lab. Progress was running smoothly on the microwave-turned time machine and its mechanisms. Experiments were being run, new information was being discovered. Okabe Rintaro and Makise Kurisu had been running tests all night on their machine to determine how far back their D-Mails could go into the past and whether it had any lasting effects.

As one does when pulling an all nighter, fatigue started to set in. Having their friend, Shiina Mayuri, come over in the afternoon with snacks and replenishing refreshments was a god send, but Kurisu in particular hardly had a break. Okabe had a nap on the couch for a couple hours in the day, but Kurisu hadn’t had a wink of sleep. It was starting to get to her, but that was in her nature: to work as hard as she could to sate her growing curiosity to develop this time machine.

Rubbing her tired eyes with her hands, she got up from her seat in front of the time machine, letting out a yawn. She dragged her feet over to see what Mayuri was doing, walking past Okabe who was sitting on the couch, downing a cold Dr P while he was looking at this phone screen, assuming he was on @channel or sending emails.

Mayuri was standing at her makeshift cosplay bench, working on a new outfit for ComiMa. She fed the pink fabric through the sewing machine with expert precision. Kurisu was absorbed in watching her work. On closer observation, it seemed to be a pink mini dress, with off the shoulder sleeves. Adorned on the chest was a big, red, puffy bow. The dress came out of the other end of the sewing machine as Mayuri grabbed it, holding it out in front of her to see if there were any errors in her work.

Kurisu’s eyes moved up and down the length of the dress. “It’s a very nice cosplay, Mayuri. What’s it from, again?” She questioned, shifting her weight to look at Mayuri’s face behind the dress.

“It’s Kirari’s outfit from RaiNet Kakeru! I’ve put a lot of hard work into making this dress accurate to the show,” She beamed, lowering the dress to smile at Kurisu. “I don’t know who’s going to wear it yet, though.”

“What do you mean - didn’t you make it so you could wear it?” Kurisu tilted her head with curiosity.

“No, I never wear my cosplays,” Mayuri set the dress down onto the table. “Besides, my body wouldn’t fit into this. I was hoping Luka might try it, but I don’t think I can convince him. Even though it’d suit him perfectly.” Mayuri pouted.

“Aww, that’s a shame. He’d look super cute in it.”

“Don’t be fooled by the idea, he’s still a dude.” Okabe piped up from the couch, his gaze not leaving his phone.

“But you should totally try it on Chris-chan - I think you could pull it off!” Excitement bubbled in Mayuri’s voice, reaching over to grab Kurisu’s hands. The red head’s gaze whipped over to Mayuri’s face, eyes widening.

“Oh no - I’d never be able to wear something like that. It’s too revealing.” She spoke, shaking her head as she politely declined.

“Sure you could! Your body’s pretty similar to Lukako’s anyway, I think it’d fit you perfectly.” Mayuri emphasised her point by reaching to Kurisu’s sides, giving her a squeeze. Kurisu buckled, choking out a giggle.

“M-Mayuri— where are you grahahabing??” Her words sputtered out as Mayuri grabbed her a little more, now with more intent.

Okabe’s head whipped up to see what all the commotion was. He grinned as he put the pieces together in his mind, standing up from the couch. “Mayuri - have you perhaps discovered the Zombie’s weakness?” They both looked at Kurisu.

“No you haven’t! Don’t even try anything, Okabe!” Kurisu attempted to back away from Okabe, who now was standing up from the couch with renewed interest. Mayuri simply giggled, turning back to her cosplay work. A wicked grin was being cast upon Kurisu’s worried face as laughter erupted from him.

“My foolish Assistant - have you forgotten? I am a mad scientist, and what kind of a mad scientist would I be if I didn’t investigate this little discovery further?” The lab coat-wearing predator gazed down at his target, making her back into a corner of the lab. He stepped closer, making his prey shutter nervously. His hands were outstretched, wiggling his fingers. “What’s wrong, Christina? Cat got your tongue?”

“Y-You’re being stupid, Okabe! This is childish! You just want to put your hands a-all over me, pervert!” Starting to sweat, she tried to say anything she could to dissuade him from what he was very eager to try out.

“If you truely are a super serious Assistant, then surely a little childish tickling wouldn’t affect you, right?” He smirked as he closed in, his wiggling fingers touching down on her sides. The red head immediately burst into giggles, trying to swat his hands away.

“Ahaha— Okabe!! Quit it!” She tried to push him away, but Okabe was a fair bit taller than her, so her attempts were futile. An involuntary smile stretched across her face as she danced about.

“Thank you for making such a grand scientific discovery Mayuri - scientists everywhere shall give you praise for discovering our dear Assistant’s weakness. You will be known in the history books forever. It’ll also knock our dear Christina down a few pegs.” He remarked, letting out a chuckle at Kurisu’s expense.

“Mahahayuri, help me— pleahahase!!” Kurisu cried out, trying to get Mayuri’s attention.

“You need a fun break Chris-chan, and I’ve never seen you smile and laugh like this! You gotta let loose sometimes.” The short hair girl responded with a beaming smile, getting back to her cosplay work.

“I have done well with controlling my hostage, Assistant. She shall not be swayed by your pleas. I won’t be finished with you until I am completely satisfied.” The self-proclaimed mad scientist let out an evil cackle, moving his annoying tickling fingers up to Kurisu’s ribs, drawing more sweet laughter from her. “Now, let’s see. What would happen if I tweak… right, here?” He pondered allowed, his fingers pinching at her lower ribs.

The red head doubled over in laughter, her knees starting to give way, her back sliding down the wall. “Stop being an— stahahap being an idiot!!” Protesting, she squirmed to try to free herself from him. He started to crouch down himself so he could have better access to her.

He was very persistent, moving his hands from her ribs to her sides to keep her guessing. He needed to gather more information for his experiment. “Now, Christina. On a scale of one to ten, how much-“

Okabe was interrupted by a loud round of laughter escaping his assistant’s lips, tears starting to well up in her eyes as she laughed herself silly. He tutted, shaking his head.

“Quit interrupting me with your laughter, I’m asking a question! - how much does this tickle?” He teased as his fingers continued to pinch and scribble, grinning as her cheeks burned red.

She couldn’t think straight to form a response. She just shook her head, her long hair flying in all directions. Okabe figured that if she couldn’t verbally protest anymore, that she was reaching her limit. He pulled his hands away, standing up tall to signify he was done messing with her. Kurisu let herself sink to the floor, sucking in big breaths now that she had the opportunity.

“You’re… you’re SO going to regret that… O-Okabe…” She threatened, glaring up at him. Okabe couldn’t take her seriously after seeing her being reduced to a girly giggly mess, which was way different from her usual cool-headed, mature demeanour.

“You should hold your tongue now that I know your little weakness, Christina. I may exploit this quirk of yours more often if you’re not careful, haha!” He laughed, too caught up in his act to concentrate on Kurisu sneaking away from him towards the coffee table near the couch.

“Now that your weakness is known to the world, I, Hououin Kyouma, brilliant mad scientist, shall use this forbidden information to my advan— HEY!” The mad scientist cried out as his shoulder was slammed with one of Kurisu’s big, heavy science text books. Kurisu was panting and red in the face.

“Do it again… and I’ll hit you even harder…” Her threat was serious, but her voice didn’t sound as scary as it usually would when she would make such claims. Okabe filed this information in the back of his mind, noting that even her swing wasn’t as hard as it has been previously, and his consequence was not as dire as he thought it would be. Maybe she wasn’t all that angry about this.

“Lesson learned. But watch yourself, Zombie.” Even in pain he grinned at her, making her squint her eyes to try to look menacing.

“You should buy me a fresh pudding after all you put me through. Actually, make it two.” She plopped herself down on the green couch, crossing her arms.

“Very well. That’s the least I can do after your sacrifice to science. Mayuri, care to join me?” He asked as his gazed turned to his ‘hostage’. Mayuri smiled and nodded, walking to Okabe.

“Tuturuuu~! Operation: Pudding for Chris-chan!” Mayuri let out her happy little tune as she and Okabe walked out the apartment’s front door, closing it on their way out. Kurisu let out a long sigh as they left, filling her lungs back up with air that they were deprived of a few moments before.

“Okarin, you should be nicer to Chris-chan. She’s helping you so much with all this science-y stuff, it’s the least you can do.” Her gaze moved up to Okabe’s face as she spoke, both of them walking down the stairs.

“She won’t admit it, but I think she enjoyed that little exchange more than she’s letting on.” Chuckling, Okabe and Mayuri went out to pick the most perfect pudding they could find for their dear Kurisu.

[luckyashes-art]

Guys I have the sudden urge to show off the models I made for my main 12 Homestuck OCs' Dancestors hol up

Sticking them all under the Read More for obvious reasons ‼️🗣️

ALSO credits to Xamag for their Fantroll Creator !!!!

Like look how PRETTY they all are (redesigned them all I think when I made these so they look better)

Hatori Distex

Rustblood | Arra (Prospit + Mind) | (he/they)

Bannet Vezrit

Bronzeblood | Taursces (Derse + Life) | (he/him)

Natali Traket

Goldblood | Gemun (Derse + Breath) | (she/her)

Calvun Crelak

Limeblood | Canries (Derse + Time) | (they/it)

Palloh Dregut

Oliveblood | Lenius (Prospit + Hope) | (he/him)

Anafae Astagi

Jadeblood | Vircen (Derse + Blood) | (she/her)

Cirrod Hozlet

Tealblood | Lipia (Derse + Light) | (he/him)

Kavara Ekneer

Ceruleanblood | Scoriborn (Derse + Rage) | (she/her)

Raevai Krovet

Indigoblood | Sagigo (Prospit + Space) | (she/he/they)

Areleo Sekram

Purpleblood | Caprilo (Prospit + Heart) | (he/they)

Lutrin Narkim

Violetblood | Aquamino (Prospit + Doom) | (he/him)

Vinova Rainet

Fuchsiablood | Pittanius (Prospit + Void) | (he/him)

[wrecking-man]

Starks;Gate Chapter 1 - Fullmetal & Alchemist

Click here to read on AO3.

One September day, on the second floor of the Brawn Workshop.

The Brawn Workshop was a traditional blacksmith shop in the Kingdom of Marvel, on the continent of Omorika... It specialized in, of all things, extremely heavy weapons and armor.

Armor several centimeters thick... Swords too big, too thick, too heavy, and too rough—you get the idea...

In contrast, the second floor was catered to anything but...

It was a sanctuary for intellectuals! The world’s greatest minds were gathered together there!

...Or so the man renting the place would like to believe.

It was known as the Future Artifact Laboratorium.

The air was hot and heavy in this makeshift lab in an apartment room, though the forge on the floor below had long been extinguished in anticipation of this meeting of the minds.

The atmosphere was tense as two young men sat hunched over a small, rectangular wooden table...

One was sitting on a cheap green sofa, clad in form-fitting red and gold armor... On the seat next to him was a plushie that vaguely resembled a panda with short, stubby legs.

The other was sitting on a metal folding chair on the opposing side, wearing a much more casual outfit... and on top of that, a white lab coat.

There were two clear glass bottles on the floor nearby, corked shut. One of them was empty, while the other was nearly so. Inside was once a carbonated beverage by the name of Doktor Pepper—or Dk Pepper for short.

The man in iron* delicately slid a card forward on the table with the tip of his forefinger, then overturned a small hourglass that had been sitting on the edge of the table.

“You seem nervous.”

It was a plain statement of fact. The gentleman before him was sweating bullets—uncontrollably so.

The younger man forced out a stifled laugh.

He had short black hair that he kept swept back. In a word, he was lanky... For the uninitiated, this man’s name was Okabe Rintaro.

That was his legal name... his birth name... but he would always insist upon Hououin Kyouma as his true name... In full disclosure, in his past life, it was.

“I must admit, Your Majesty, that your visit has me a touch perplexed,” Okabe responded. “It can’t be that you chose me at random to play a game of RaiNet against...”

He had wondered why Makise Kurisu, his girlfriend (provisional basis), returned earlier that day with so many snacks and drinks as if they were having a party today... Now he understood.

Questions still remained, however.

Had somebody sent a d-mail...?

Though the PhoneWave (name subject to change) had been disassembled for scrap, he could not at all discount that possibility... A message from the future would easily cause the sort of confusing circumstances he had been thrust headlong into.

D-mail... It was short for ‘Dorian mail’, which in turn was short for ‘the mail of Dorian Gray’.

Its name was a reference to the famous novel ‘The Picture of Dorian Gray’, since no one could perceive the changes resulting from a d-mail—save for Okabe, of course, due to an ability of his he dubbed ‘Reading Steiner’.

...There was a catch, however.

That ability of his only triggered at the time d-mails were originally sent... and even then, given the overwhelming nature of Attractor Fields, sometimes the changes were too subtle for even him to notice.

Attractor Fields, in simple terms, are like bundles of timelines... Or world lines, rather.

Think of them as cables that have been zip-tied together for convenience, or like individual threads of a rope tightly wound together.

Though only one world line is active at any given time, and there are an infinite number of variations between them, all world lines within the same Attractor Field heavily influence one another and drive the active world line towards an event they all share in common—that is known as Convergence.

It was easy for Okabe to lose track of his life whenever world lines happened to shift... whether by his doing or otherwise.

His ability had gaps... Literally...

While he retained memories from previously-active world lines he had personally experienced, he gained none at all from the new ones on his arrival... As a result, it was possible he would forget this meeting ever took place.

‘When’ was anyone’s guess. It depended on when the d-mail was sent.

If one was even sent.

It was a useful, but often frustrating ability. In some sense, you could also call it a disability... It was like being gaslit by the universe itself, except the universe does not lie.

...He tried not to think about it.

Getting back to the game, Okabe moved one of his own cards on the table two squares over, sideways, leaving it two squares shy of the one Tony Stark had just moved... Two line-boosted cards facing off—a sacrificial play if ever there was one.

With haste, he flipped the hourglass back over, because time was not on his side in this battle of wits.

“You know, this game is remarkably similar to one back in my old world,” Tony said, dodging Okabe’s comment. “It was called Ghosts.”

Taking the mention of ‘ghosts’ as an indirect and subtle threat somehow, Okabe’s anxiety flared up even more... Unknowingly, he began clenching his teeth. It took everything in him to not have a panic attack right on the spot.

His mind could not help but conjure up scenarios wherein the king had become his mortal enemy, through no fault of his own.

“Do you believe in ghosts?” Tony asked as he calmly made his next move, then flipped the hourglass over again.

Okabe stared at the grains of sand as they slowly fell. Was he being toyed with here? That surely had to be the case... He could feel a righteous anger swelling within his gut... Had he not already been put through enough?!

In his mind, Okabe had already shot up from his seat and thrown his metal folding chair back towards the wall in indignation.

He then flung Tony’s Super Limited Edition RaiNet AccessBattlers board off the table, off to their sides—cards and all—and demanded to know what the great King of Marvel, Iron Man, wanted from him... all while slamming his hands on the table—again, this was only in his mind...

In reality, he was far too timid of a man to do something like that. At least to someone of such high and noble status... Further dampening his hostilities was the fact that his opponent seemed all too prepared for physical conflict, casually sitting there on his sofa in fullmetal...

Alchemist and arcanist by trade, Okabe scarcely stood a chance against him if a fight were to break out between them... So if there was any possibility of appeasement, then that would no doubt be Okabe’s first choice. And if not, then running away was also an enticing option.

Okabe anxiously tapped his feet on the floor, trying to somehow ground himself back to reality. If only he were not alone in this time of tribulation, he could somehow puzzle out the answer to his quandary.

But he was alone—his adversary notwithstanding.

“How about time travel...?” Tony changed the question after receiving no answer, carefully gauging all of Okabe’s reactions. “With that, I think you must have some idea why I’m here...”

As its CEO, Tony was coming off the heels of a thorough purge of the research organization known as SORN (Society for Omorikans Researching Nature) after it had gone rogue, and had yet to discern whether the young man in front of him was friend or foe.

The leader of the Rounders, a man by the name of Tennouji Yugo—the man who happened to own this very building, as a matter of fact—had already vouched for Okabe during questioning, stating that he was ‘too damned honest for his own good.’

Tony had received similar testimony from another Rounder, one Kiryu Moeka, whom said that Okabe ‘is a little rude, and acts delusional sometimes, but he is a good person.’

The Rounders were an elite team of ruthless mercenaries under the employ of SORN, however. As such, they carried out all manner of tasks for them... up to and including assassinations, as Tony had found out first hand.

To his great fortune, Tony had been blessed by one of this world’s many gods to never forget anything. So on that ‘promised day where time intersected’, well...

Tony took SORN’s betrayal personally, as one might imagine. Dragons would be jealous of the fury wrought upon them on his revival in this new, Iota Attractor Field...

Considering the Rounders had already killed him once, Tony would be forgiven for having a suspicious mind regarding anything they had to say now.

In this moment, however, he could only see himself as the villain. Or, perhaps more accurately, he was a schoolyard bully... Okabe was seemingly on the verge of tears—his eyes were red, anyways...

Playing dumb here was never truly an option for Okabe. That had become painfully obvious.

He made his next move without really thinking it over. He was going to lose this game of RaiNet anyway... At this point, he simply did not want to see the sand in his half of the hourglass run out.

“Time travel is possible,” Okabe said gravely, “...but time must never be manipulated. Never.” He summoned up what little foolhardy courage he could and stared Tony down as he overturned the hourglass again.

His skin felt like it was on fire. He was no doubt the world’s greatest hypocrite for saying that... He knew full well he had no right to make such a declaration. Not after having desperately jumped from world line to world line countless times trying to find one in which both his girlfriend (provisional basis) and his hostage (childhood friend), Shiina Mayuri, remained alive...

But it was precisely because he knew the consequences of messing with the flow of time that he could say it.

Tony leaned into the sofa and rested his arms on its back, ignoring the fact that it was now his turn. He then crossed one leg flat over the other.

Okabe’s answer was not bad, in Tony’s view. It at least let Tony know that Okabe had little to no intention of abusing the power he so clearly held.

“Spoken like a man cursed with knowledge... and experience,” Tony said after some thought, “But are you sure about that? Only the Smiths deal in absolutes...”

Tony decided to defuse the situation. It had come to a low boil, which admittedly was his intention until now, but Okabe was not among the ranks of his enemies. That was the conclusion he’d just arrived at.

Okabe was speechless. Just what was this guy’s objective here? One minute he’s putting the screws to his head, and the next he’s offering an olive branch?

Not that he was complaining about the latter, mind you... but Okabe was so taken aback by the mood whiplash that he couldn’t hide the growing confusion on his face.

“A Spark Wars quote...? Really?” Okabe couldn’t help but point out the glaringly obvious.

“You a fan?” Tony asked while making his next RaiNet move. He did so without moving, and instead ‘used the force’... That is to say, he used telekinesis.

If there was one thing he loved about this world he was reincarnated into, it was that magic was far more accessible. He somewhat regretted never trying his hand at it back on Earth, because he probably could have given his ‘old friend’ Stephen a run for his money.

And what about Okabe?

Was he a fan?

As if Tony even needed to ask!

Okabe wanted to let out one of his unhinged, top-of-his-lungs laughs at the absurdity of it... If only he didn’t feel that his neck was still on the line, he might well have done.

...Because he fucking loved Spark Wars!

He closed his eyes and extended his arm out to the side, then flexed open his hand.

Something mounted up on the far wall by the window lightly vibrated until it finally came loose from its display rack. It then promptly shot into Okabe’s waiting hand in a fraction of a second, reminding Tony of another old friend of his.

Okabe snapped open his eyes, and with dramatic flare, he held the item aloft in front of him to reveal it to his waiting audience.

It was one of Okabe’s most prized possessions, as it had been integral in paving the way to Steins Gate.

Future Artifact No.6: Cyalume Saber!

It had five major components:

A standard reinforced glass tube, about 30cm long.

A solution of cyalume—in other words, a ‘potion of illumination’. (Do not drink!)

A sturdy-enough cylindrical hilt, fashioned from aluminum.

An interspatial storage ring at the tip.

Fake blood concealed within said storage ring to make mock battles more realistic!

It was the perfect prop to reenact all your favorite scenes from Spark Wars!

“Does this answer your question?” Okabe asked seriously, without breaking eye contact—and without so much as a hint of shame.

Under pressure, but adapting to this new development, Okabe quickly concocted a new plan.

It was a simple plan, really.

Simply put, he would humbly seize upon the lifeline Tony had graciously offered him... He would call this ‘Operation A New Hope’!

“...Oh, it’s my turn,” Okabe quickly mumbled to himself before hunching over and taking his turn.

Tony couldn’t help but smirk to himself behind his helmet, and exhale through his nose in amusement. He could see now what the two Rounders had meant.

“You got two...?”

...

Somewhat startled by the question, Okabe’s heart fluttered and chills shot down his spine. His eyes went wide as he slowly sat back upright, and he took a moment to fully process the question.

...He was touched by its implications.

If he had two... If only he had two... The two of them could, in theory, have had a Spark Wars duel... right then and there!

Argh...! That genuinely sounded like so much fun! Okabe found himself gritting his teeth again, just for a different reason this time...

Of course, the singular nature of the relic in his hand was not the only obstacle preventing such merriment from taking place.

There was one other crucial detail that could not be overlooked... The one he did have had immense sentimental value, and thus he could never risk breaking it...

He mentally kicked himself for never producing more. Doubly so given it could have appeased his overlord.

Okabe looked down in disappointment, and shook his head. “Alas, I have but one...”

“Shame,” Tony responded. It was a fun thought. “...So. Favorite character?”

“...Duke Skywalker,” Okabe answered. Unequivocally. He crossed his arms, because apparently the RaiNet game was over.

Tony nodded. He hunched forward slightly, and clasped his hands over his leg. “I’m more of a Hanz Ollo guy, but I respect it.”

“...Who shot first?” (With a crossbow.)

“Hanz,” Tony answered as if by reflex, like he knew the question was coming, “...You know, we had Spark Wars back on Earth as well. Except a number of key details are different.”

Okabe sat more at attention, though ironically enough, he also found himself more relaxed. “Such as?” he asked while stroking his chin.

“We called it Star Wars... And it took place in space. With aliens.”

“You’re kidding...”

“I’m serious,” Tony assured him, “And Darth Spider was called Darth Vader.” The bottom half of Darth Spider’s helmet had an eerie resemblance to Spider-Man’s mask... It hit him rather close to home when that particular character died...

Tony finally decided to finish his drink, so he reached down and grabbed it. “Oh, and see this...?” he held up his bottle to show Okabe the label. “It’s still Doktor Pepper where I’m from, but with a ‘c’ instead of a ‘k’, and it’s shortened to ‘Dr’, not ‘Dk’.”

As an exercise in futility, he tried to ignore that the beverage had his ex-wife’s nickname in its name by pure coincidence... Predictably, he failed.

He sighed through his nose, and drank it down.

“Intriguing,” Okabe responded, as if he had learned some closely-guarded secret of the multiverse.

“Oh, yeah. I mean, I could do this all day,” Tony said. After all, there were seemingly infinite subtle differences between their universes that he could list off... And some that were not-so-subtle. “...but getting back to the topic at hand—”

Okabe’s stomach tightened, and he fought the urge to curse, even under his breath... For a brief moment he had thought he was in the clear after their conversation strayed into safer territory... but he quickly realized just how premature of a judgment that was after Tony went right back to it.

A fresh bead of sweat dripped from his forehead down the left side of his face. It held steady at the bottom of his chin for a few seconds, and then finally landed on one of the folds of his lab coat.

Of course he wouldn’t be let off so easily... Not when the secrets of time travel were at stake!

He tried to keep his breathing steady. He had to remain calm...

Was it getting even hotter? Was it just his imagination? How was his adversary not sweating his ass off in that thick suit of armor...?

Were it not for their chronic lack of funds, Okabe would have offered from the start to activate another of his lab’s ‘Future Artifacts’ to cool the room... but now was hardly the time to think about that... Besides, he would have to go digging for another mana crystal to replace the last one that had been fully drained, and he didn’t know how many they had left in the appropriate size—if they still had any left at all.

Tony nearly broke into a laugh.

Okabe really was too honest for his own good. He truly wore his heart on his sleeve.

Aside from the very noticeable souring of his expression, Okabe had also tightened his hands into fists. If he were to squeeze any tighter, the hilt of his mana saber toy would buckle and break.

“You’re too tense,” Tony said, “It’s bad for your health.”

“...How bad?” Okabe asked... tensely... As if he didn’t already know that. He figured he must have forgotten to take his anxiety medication again, though even if he had taken it, that would have only improved this situation so much.

“Look. Rintaro...” Tony started off, which made Okabe cringe, “We all want our happy ending... It may not always work out that way—prime example being me—but despite what you might be thinking right now, I’m not out here to ruin your life... I thought you would have realized that by now.”

Tony sat back and folded his arms. If he wanted to, he could have killed Okabe in over seven hundred ways—and that's just with his bare hands... But that wasn’t why he was there. That much should have been obvious, he thought.

Okabe groaned under his breath in a mixture of annoyance and relief as he thought about how to respond to that... After the fact, he prayed that his liege did not notice—or at least that he did not care. He didn’t mean to do it! It was purely a knee-jerk reaction!

“...What?” Tony asked in defense of himself, because from his perspective he had done nothing wrong... At least not within the last couple of minutes.

It was common practice in most places in Omorika for people to refer to one another by their given names... but to be frank, Okabe loathed the name Rintaro, and so he could never get used to that custom...

No... In truth, he refused to get used to it.

The name was too ‘old-fashioned’... To him, the name even sounded downright stupid—though his vague memories of Ancient Chuunibya may have been more responsible for that... Hououin Kyouma was much more fitting a name for someone of his high stature any day of the week.

Okabe was vexed. Even if he were to tell Tony about his past life, Tony would most likely not believe him. He might even think it was a joke...

Neither of those outcomes appealed to him. As such, asking to be called Hououin Kyouma was simply out of the question.

And as for why he didn’t want to be called Rintaro... He would prefer not to get into it. It would be too tedious to explain, not to mention humiliating for him.

“It’s... It’s nothing...” Okabe said, defeated. He buried his frustration to the best of his ability. In the first place, this wasn’t the first time he had tolerated an authority figure calling him Rintaro.

He told himself to just suck it up, because in the end, it didn’t even matter. Not as long as he could get out of this in one piece.

...It had never even occurred to him to simply suggest his family name.

“No, I get you. Tell me. What is it you prefer?” Tony asked in a moment of clarity.

It didn’t take him very long to figure out Okabe’s most likely grievance when calling Okabe by his name. What else would it be?

While this world had no Japan, there was a large segment of the population that shared a striking number of similarities with its culture. Mainly in the Kingdom of Itan, as well as its surrounding regions—there were even some within his own kingdom that followed such customs... In this very city, as a matter of fact.

Tony really should have known... Even setting aside Okabe’s clearly Japanese features, with a name like Okabe Rintaro there was never any room for doubt anyways—he was Itanese, without question.

“Okabe-san? Okabe-kun?” Tony spoke again, without really giving Okabe much of a chance to speak for himself.

As a prolific businessman (and king), between his previous life and his current one, he had a lot of experience in this field. Using honorifics always felt a bit out of place for him, but appeasing his potential business partners always took priority... Well, second priority—after profit.

...

Okay, so it was his third priority... But you get the point!

“J-just Okabe is fine...”

Somehow, things had become even more awkward for Okabe after hearing Tony use Itanese honorifics. It was unexpected, to say the least...

“Noted.”

Okabe sighed... After getting a better idea of Tony’s character, he wanted to help him. Really. He did... but... “I’m sorry, Your Majesty-”

“Tony.”

“I’m sorry, Tony...” Okabe mended, “I wish I could help you change your past... but I refuse. I will not go down that road again...”

Tony snapped his fingers and pointed at Okabe in a back and forth motion. “So that’s it,” he said as the main cause of their disconnect dawned on him, “We’re not even on the same page here.”

“...Huh?”

“Dude, I solved time travel years ago,” Tony revealed casually, “The second time was an accident... So relax. That’s not even what I’m here for.”

“It’s... It’s not...?” Okabe asked, half-croaking the words out.

“Yeah. If anything, you’d better not go changing the past,” Tony said, “You’ll make me relive it... You do that, and we’re gonna have a real big problem...”

“O-oh...” Okabe said, “Sorry. I-I just assumed...” His confusion was palpable.

“I’ve got an idea though,” Tony said while slowly getting up from his seat. He started walking around the somewhat cluttered lounge area of the apartment to get a good look at the state of Okabe’s ‘lab’... “Tell me what you think about this.”

“...Go on?” Okabe said while worriedly following Tony around with his eyes.

He felt incredibly exposed as Tony strutted about like he owned the place... especially since Tony was now pushing into his friend Daru’s domain...

Although it greatly concerned him what sort of... things... Tony might find in Daru’s habitat, at least with his life seemingly no longer under threat he could feel himself starting to relax again... In fact, his body was beginning to go limp in his chair as most of his tension evaporated away.

While he was now more at ease, this exchange was still giving Okabe a headache... His concept of reality had just been shattered around him with that last revelation, and he was struggling to put the pieces back together... Very much like Tony to drop a bomb and then walk away like it was nothing...

Okabe’s confusion was more than justified. Until now, almost all knowledge of time travel had been tied in some way to the genius that was his girlfriend (provisional basis).

On top of that, the other thing Tony just said also caught his attention... He said it so casually that Okabe almost glossed over it.

He would make Tony ‘relive the past’ if he changed it...? Did Tony also have a high degree of Reading Steiner?

But that couldn’t be it... The way Tony described it was way off... It sounded more like the result of a time leap, if anything.

“I see you’re a bit of an arcanist,” Tony said as he picked up a pink ceramic band that was sitting on Daru’s small metal desk. It vaguely resembled a wrist watch...

As his suit scanned and analyzed it, Tony started to smile again.

On the same desk, there was also something called a ‘communer’, among other... things...

Tony almost pointed out they had a far more advanced, technological equivalent on Earth called a ‘computer’, but they were already past that topic so he didn’t bother... because now... Now they were going to talk business.

“Y-yes...?” Okabe answered.

“Looks to me like all you need is funding,” Tony said as he placed the artifact back down on the desk, and turned around to face Okabe again.

He saw potential in Okabe...

Who’s to say how far he could take this little operation of his if he just had an extra push?

“Funding...” Okabe said in an uncertain tone.

“Yeah,” Tony said, “Let’s talk shop... I'm guessing this is where the magic happens?"

He sauntered over to a set of closed, off-white curtains as wide as the room and stepped through where they connected in the middle.

Okabe nervously got up from his seat and followed him, making sure to maintain a respectful one meter of space between them after catching up to him.

"Ah, y-yes... That is correct," he said, then cleared his throat. "However, as you duly noted, we are not very liquid right now."

"...I'm sorry. Is that a mahowave?" Tony asked while pointing to the magical artifact that looked very much like... you guessed it... a microwave. It was sitting atop a wide metal desk, right next to another communer of a different make.

"A man's gotta eat," Okabe dared to joke. "It is perhaps the world's greatest cooking-related artifact."

"Right..." Tony said with a smirk, "Clearly you don't own an air fryer."

“Sir,” called a voice from within his suit, “Look out the window...” The voice was feminine, but sounded somewhat artificial.

“Hold that thought,” Tony said to Okabe as he made his way over to the set of large windows back in the main room. They were the type that slid open sideways... “Got something for me, Sage?”

“You should see them now,” Sage responded as 'she' highlighted, on his heads-up display, a horse-drawn carriage that had just rounded a corner. She had been tasked with keeping an eye out for any potential threats in the area. “My scans indicate five individuals... Four men, one woman.”

Okabe also made for the window to see what the commotion was, but unlike Tony who was standing at the far right side and only peeking out, Okabe stood right in front of it in full view.

Tony briefly glanced at him and considered criticizing him for doing so, but it was too late to cry about it so he didn’t bother... “These guys yours?” he asked as three men got out of the carriage. They, as well as the coachman, started running towards the Brawn Workshop.

The men were all dressed head to toe in 'black olive'-green armor made out of the highly durable silk of the makumo—a powerful species of demonic spider native to the Demon Continent of Mellon. They were also wearing helmets of the same color to conceal their identities as if they were nothing more than second rate villains in some kind of movie or manavision series.

“I can hardly pay rent. Do you think I can afford guys?!” Okabe asked pointedly as his attention shifted to the door.

This was supposed to be over, he thought, but the more things change, the more they seemed to stay the same...

His eyes darted around the room as he searched for ideas. He was not content to be raided helplessly yet again. Especially since this time he did not have the benefit of the PhoneWave (name subject to change)—let alone its extension, the Time Leap Circlet...

There would be no redo. No time reset... He either had to take a stand here, or possibly die like a dog while on the run.

He couldn’t even couch his bets on Convergence to save his hide anymore. That was only in the Alpha and Beta Attractor Fields...

With Tony there, he at least stood a fighting chance, however... Or so he hoped.

He looked at the relic still in his hand, and shook his head in frustration before clumsily placing the Cyalume Saber back on its display rack.

“You good with steam blocking your view?” Okabe asked quickly and quietly as he ran back towards the development room.

“Go. Show me what you got,” Tony said as he prepared for the door to fly open any second.

Okabe cursed under his breath as he urgently dug through a pile of Future Artifacts until— “Aha...!” Found it! Future Artifact No.4: Moad Snake!

It resembled a claymore mine from Earth, though strangely enough there was no such equivalent in Taazokaan... Its design had been carefully devised by Okabe after receiving inspiration from a popular in-universe novel called Metal Moa Solid: Rising—the author of which was from Earth... just a different one than Tony’s.

With haste, Okabe pulled its pin and slid it face up into the main room just as the entrance was kicked in.

Not even a full two seconds after removing the magical device’s seal, there was an explosion of catastrophe...! Extra thick steam sprayed forth in every direction in an instant, blocking the intruders’ visions in full!

“Huh,” Tony said to himself as his suit also received a free rinse.

His vision was somewhat dampened by the steam as well, but his suit had automatically switched to its thermal imaging mode.

He found it to be a bit jarring, but it was nothing he couldn’t handle. He was in a far better state than the men complaining about it in front of him, in any case. He could at least see them to varying degrees... Literally... You know, because of their body heat...

Rather than risk blowing the steam away with some of his fancier parlor tricks, he ran into the thick of them to engage in hand to hand combat.

To their credit, these intruders were of an especially sturdy sort, and hardly took any damage at all from Tony’s assorted magic-augmented melee attacks.

That was, of course, mainly due to the fact that he was holding back... a lot... He had no intention of making donuts today. Just think of the mess...!

He needed only to subdue them, anyways, not kill them... Dead men tell no tales and all that.

...

Okabe, meanwhile... understood his limitations...

As he concealed himself in the development room behind the wide metal desk, and amongst shelves of miscellaneous books and other items, he deeply inhaled as large and deep of a breath as he could under the circumstances to prepare a spell he referred to as his ‘Stealth Field’.

It was a spell of his own creation that required crouching low to the ground... It helped to remain as still as possible, though movement was permitted to a degree.

It made him nigh impossible to notice, though it did not operate via the reflection of light a la some kind of invisibility barrier. Nor did it induce some other method of optical camouflage... It was merely a spell that made him... ‘somebody else’s problem’.

The intruders would simply overlook him... because he was no longer their problem, but rather somebody else’s...

The idea came to him after having read The Hitchhiker’s Guide to Gal City.

He was 'safe' like this... He felt guilty, though. Not to mention cowardly.

Squatting on the floor in relative safety while Tony was left to fend for himself left a bitter taste in his mouth... But he was a lover, not a fighter, damn it... Surely, Tony understood...

He had every confidence in Tony’s combat prowess... If anything, he would be in Tony’s way... right?

He shut his eyes tight to maintain his Stealth Field, and felt his entire body growing tense again. Proper visualization was the key.

...

The stream of steam lasted for half a minute at best. It was far more short-lived than Tony had anticipated... Not that he was really banking on it in the first place.

He had only knocked out two of the large men at this point. Their strength and endurance-based builds made them even more durable than they appeared at a glance.

The third man was a bit different...

He seemed to anticipate each of Tony’s swings, and even a surprise kick after feinting with a right hook. It was some sort of sixth sense, Tony figured... The man kept shifting his body out of harm’s way with minimal wasted movement.

The fourth intruder, meanwhile, had been waiting out the steam in the narrow stairway leading up to the room.

“Sir...!” Sage called out urgently, just as a giant hole was torn out of the development room’s front wall.

Tony couldn’t tell what happened, exactly. But whatever it was, it shook the entire building.

He immediately turned to the development room in worry... Had he known something like this was going to happen, he wouldn’t have gone so easy on the mooks that came through the door like civilized criminals, and would have instead prioritized Okabe's safety, one way or another...

No longer having the privilege of taking his time, Tony shot ice magic out through the palms of his armored hands. He started at the third guy’s feet, then quickly worked his way up until the man’s entire body was encased in several centimeters of ice.

He exhaled sharply and watched as the fourth man shook his head no and ran back down the stairs.

Tony then ran towards the development room without wasting another second, and as soon as he saw her, he shot a linear blast of concentrated light magic (a laser beam) at the woman whom he hadn’t even considered an active threat until now.

She was dressed head to toe in a black leather outfit, and wore a thick black metal helmet to top it off. Not a single millimeter of her skin nor hair was exposed.

She blocked the light magic attack (laser beam) as easily as she breathed by waving her hand in front of her to erect a powerful barrier.

It would normally be invisible to the naked eye, though Tony could still see it thanks to one of the numerous enchantments inscribed on the inside of his helmet.

The barrier took the shape of a stone brick wall, though it was still largely transparent. Only the outlines of the edges and cracks could be seen.

Seeing it meant nothing, however, since Tony couldn’t exactly penetrate it.

Tony looked around the room for Okabe, and quickly noticed that he was unconscious at the woman’s feet, behind the desk.

He breathed, somewhat relieved... At the very least, he could tell that Okabe was still alive.

“Come with me if you want to live,” the woman demanded.

“Uhhh. Not today, Terminator,” Tony declared sarcastically. “Sage. Give me an hour, would you?”

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i have rhymix as my top priority on this blog (obviously), epistel and rainetic is still not forgotten, and yet i still haven't done anything else for those two yet, to find a reason is basically nonexistent now because idk where to go from there, and now a new thing is bugging my mind today.

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