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[chaoticas-hell]

Todays useless thought that gives me great joy is Andrew, high off his ass, pacing Wymack's living room at 3 am ranting about the new guy he has a crush on and Wymack being forced to listen to it

[steelbonded]

Meet Calvin, a 22-year-old police officer from Ottendorf, a small town of The People's Republic of Harmonia. He grew up in the sketcher part of town and witnessed countless crimes in his childhood. His sense of justice and servicing his community and order drew him to enlist as an officer.

When he graduated from the academy at 19, the radical leftist government of Harmonia "reallocated" funds away from the police. First, they "demilitarize" the police. Abolishing the SWAT teams, removing semi-automatic. Then they "disarmed" them. Handing back their pistol. They then shortly "decriminalized" all drug use.

Calvin saw firsthand how Ottendorf and Harmonia spiralled out of control and he had no resources nor power to prevent it.

The Steelbonded Republic was created to break away from Harmonia to defend the law, obey authority and reestablish order throughout what was Harmonia and beyond.

It was only two days ago when troops from the Steelbonded Republic liberated the town of Ottendorf. Calvin accepted them with open arms as order and authority needed to be established quickly.

The republic senses Calvin's desire for order and offers Calvin a new chance, to be remodelled into Steelbonded's police officer. To join in their mission, to spread order and conquer misery. "

"You have chosen peace and order," said CPO-103-0A94, his new commanding officer as he went to Ottendorf's Town hall to enlist in Steelbonded's forces.

"This will be uniform, wear it and soon you will be integrated into us"

Calvin marveled at the new uniform, jet black equipped with advanced technology that he will never have access to in Harmonia. It would be stupid to not serve Steelbonded, after all the values of Steelbonded are why he signed up for the police forces in the first place. Calvin nodded and donned the uniform, with the flag of Steelbonded and his new tag APR-093-202D proudly displayed on his left chest.

"Wear the helmet and your integration will be complete." CPO-103-0A94 gave him a jet-black helmet with a thick visor. The helmet is heavier than it appears, at least 7 kg but nether less, Kevin manually adjusts the helmet, positioning it securely onto his head.

Calvin was drowned in darkness as the visor fitted snuggly on his face. How are you supposed to see anything Calvin wondered. Little did Calvin know was the helmet is equipped with advanced neural technology, and is designed to interface seamlessly with his brain, mapping out neural pathways and preparing to inject The Steelbonded Republic values.

The helmet activated as soon as it was able to identify key neurological points that response to resistance and areas susceptible to suggestion. Flashing lights and discordant sounds play within the helmet to weaken Calvin and prepare the brain for the inauguration.

Panicked, Calvin immediately tried to grab the shell of the helmet to desperately pull the helmet off. The helmet refused to budge. He tried to peel the helmet off, desperately trying to find the seams between the helmet and his combat shirt. As he didn't know, his helmet and his uniform had been sealed together to form one complete piece, trapping him inside.

Noticing his struggles, CPO-103-0A94 approached Calvin.

"Just relax, Calvin and surrender control. Individuality is harmful. Join the conformity. Resistance is meaningless. Empty your mind and accept your new identity APR-093-202D. You crave order. You crave structure. You crave discipline. You are APR-093-202D. Let the NEW COUNTRY in you and you will be a vessel to serve The Steelbonded Republic."

The familiar but authoritative voice of a CPO-103-0A94 washes him in calamity, supplemented by the helmet's hijacking of his higher conative reasoning reducing his mental resistance.

An endless loop of images, videos and symbols of the The Steelbonded Republic then bombards Calvin APR-093-202D. Scenes depicting the glory and might of the police force and military are regularly shown. Whenever order and law are enforced, the helmet releases a splurge of dopamine to signal conformity and order is pleasurable. “Unity is strength,” “Obedience is protection,” and “The state is supreme” echo in an unending loop.

After endless hours of conditioning, CPO-103-0A94 orders APR-093-202D. "Identify yourself."

"I am APR-093-202D, sir! I serve The Steelbonded Republic and its laws must be enforced. Order must be established!"

202D is ready, CPO-103-0A94 determined. He will be the property of the republic and be integrated with republic forces. Acting as a nod, CPO-103-0A94 connects 202D to republic's server and integrating 202D within the vast forces of The Steelbonded Republic. For 0A94, this is the ultimate glory, expanding The Steelbonded Republic's empire. 202D was the first but not last Ottendorf officers to be indoctrinated into the republic.

APR-093-202D stands among the rest of his Ottendorf officers APR-093-202E, F and G and among the Apprentice Police Reserve (APR) with the same uniform. Each officer is visually identical, with identical body armour, tactical boots, and a helmet that completely obscures the upper part of the face. The only hint of their individuality is their identification number tag plastered on the front and back of their chest. They are after all, one vessel. To establish law and order within The Steelbonded Republic.

[region-of-uks]

[saengart]

after battle fiachna and arturi

quick update on our cos Progress we just finished our first boss fight according to our dm, arturi almost got hit to 0 by the enemy's final strike and i was so scared screaming my lungs out asdfgaf

[csphire]

This is some exciting news:

[riomarks]

Camp jupiter has 1 demigod for every 15 legacies

Thats not to say that the roman gods are having fewer children than the greeks but that the camp is much bigger

So if the legion is 400 strong there are only 27 in the legion that are demigods, plus most of the legacies are the great and great-great grandchildren of the gods, some prestigious families even going back 6 generations ie octavian

Its rare that a legacy has significantly magical based powers, they're mostly blessed and gifted in certain areas but cant manipulate reality and the elements like demigods can

This means that even though camp jupiter as a whole has 3.5x more campers than camp halfblood, camp halfblood is more of a force to be reckoned with because they are 100% 50% god and they actively train their powers

Because there are so few demigods and so little connection to the gods themselves, camp jupiter literally does not have the knowledge or resources to train each demigod individually and so the idea of visible powers is ostracised and feared. Most roman demigods never find out the true extent of what they can do as an individual

Theres a hospital in new rome but it has a very low stock of ambrosia or nector, its worth more than gold. Its hard to obtain godly food when the gods dont want to interact with you and the average legionnaire would burst into flames if they had a nibble. Instead its diluted and administered intravenously

Imperial gold is rare, again its hard to create godly metals without the gods present, so their stock is preciously guarded, passed down from when rome used to mean something. Now, only centurions are allowed to have their own golden weapons, most legionnaires train with steel that they leaves in communal armouries - they only need it when training, its not like anyone will fight a monster any time soon when they can't even leave the camp. The only monsters they do fight are in the amphitheatre where they can rent a sword for the match.

Most people speak latin as their first language, having grown up in the city of new rome, going to school there. Most legacies of old families have only seen the mortal world once or twice on quests so the language has lasted in an isolated community through the millenia. In fact, the idea of mortal world has become like a boogeyman to the more traditional families or is looked down upon as a savage world. Why would they ever want to leave?

Godly parentage is important, obviously, but no one introduces themselves by it. Its treated more like an icebreaker, interesting fact than a tenet of people's personalities. A lot of families are descended from mulitple gods over the decades, so the attatchment to one particular god is rare unless youve been blessed by them or are called to become a priest of theirs. They treat cohorts like they're hogwarts house personality test though and it remains a social marker way after you retire from the legion.

Romans dont have dyslexia because it's the latin script. They do have dyscalculia though

[the-multiversal-malevolence-blog]

Translation: Hello everyone, you all know me, after my defeat with Jerkules. I gotten ill after I got out of the River of Souls, boy it took 2 hours for me to get out, and I found out about the Multiverses and there’s a lot of heroes and villains. So I thought, why not unite some baddies to conquer our worlds and the Multiverses, and have REVENGE? So…. I need you all to decide which 6 villains should be invited? First I need a second in command, and while I am hatching for my new conquering plan, you all go decide one of these candidates and the one with the most votes shall be my second in command.

[sotiredmostnights]

The thing is the Valm arc has Chrom and Robin kill over a thousand of Walhart's troops by sinking 1000 transport ships filled to the brim during chapter 14, but the game glosses over this and acts like Walhart's army is untouched aftewards.

Also Chrom teaming up with Walhart, really undermined Chrom not being his father.

it's been a hot minute since i've played awakening all the way through (just about to hit the emmeryn chapter in my gay mod run) so i don't remember the exact number of troops chrom and crew wiped out before reaching the shores of valm, but to me, i would say that walhart's army being basically untouched by it just serves to show how insurmountable a foe walhart is. chrom and crew put what they believed to be a sizable dent in walhart's navy but in the end it was like a scratch on a boulder. and tbh the effects on the navy wouldn't really be felt by the infantry/calvary that walhart kept ashore. walhart was STACKED with troops lmao

i'm sure i'll get some flak for saying this, but i don't count walhart or any of the spotpass recruits as canon. awakening was going to be the last game in the franchise, so they took a no-holds-barred approach to a lot of aspects of the game, including the spotpass units which were most definitely added as a "sure, why not :)" feature that disregards the main plot entirely lmao

[witchrose13]

Farja

Art: えんのした くろこ

[danika-redgrave124]

Djensnwnw love Villains recruiters it's so silly.

Maybe this is the wrong name please forgive me-

It's either Disney Villian Recruiters or Twisted Wonderland. One of the two

[randomnameless]

Hi I was was wondering do you have any thoughts on Sylvain interest towards Shez wepon definitely when compared to Linhardt and possibly Hanneman lack of interest.

Oh!

As opposed to the GD shaft, Nopes really explored more on the BL gang!

It's very interesting and in character with his "evolution" tbh, Sylvain resents his position as the crested heir and the importance of his crest - but also understands his crest (and his ability to use it!) is needed in Gautier because Gautier is a march and it needs protection from the Srengese raids.

So him being interested in Barney's weapons - apparently super powerful like relics (which raises the question of wtf agarthans slaughtered lizards to make weapons if they could make weapons as powerful as lizard-made weapons??) - goes in his general arc, if people can become as powerful as crested people with a relic by using Barney's weapons, it would alleviate the burden placed on crest bearers!

IIRC Sylvain also expresses interest in a firearm protoype iirc?

It's again relative to his mindset of developing weapons that don't need crests to use, and would be as efficient as Relics -

And we could link this to Rhea's ban of "black water" extraction - for sure it gives everyone an access to "powerful" weapons, but is it really a good thing if you want a peaceful land?

(Which is also why I like the Nopes mention that fwiw, the Gautier "tried" to foster peace with Leif, the Srengese grandson of the guy Macul yeeted away, but in the end it doesn't work that well and Clout adds Almyran oil on the fire)

Of course we will never know because Agartha is never developped what Barney's weapons are, and if anyone, bar Barney, can use them or if they are "as strong" as relics lore-wise...

But it was a fun idea the writers gave us (and obviously never developed)!

Hanneman and Linhardt's interest in crests is... not as practical, Lin wants to study for Science ! and Hanneman, despite his backstory (even if his endings mention progress and development of tech not needing crests?) is very elusive on the question - he is supposed to be the head honcho on crestology, but the one who was getting closer to "the truth" is a random monk who stopped researching and left a note in the Abyss rather than said head honcho...

[steelbonded]

Forced Integration (2)

Stewart lay helplessly on the street, pinned down by the boots of four officers from the New Republic. The soft rumble of an engine broke the early morning silence, growing louder until it screeched to a halt at Stewart’s position. It was a military truck, still in its original olive-green color but with the flag of the New Republic hastily stickered over the flag of the country Stewart had pledged his allegiance to. He used to drive these trucks in and out of the base, but this time, he knew he would be transported into the base and would never leave.

The ignition was turned off, and a soldier, garmented in the standard jet-black uniform of the Steelbound Republic, stepped out of the vehicle and saluted the lieutenant in charge of the operation.

“Private AO 9323 reporting, sir! The truck to transport the deserter back to base for re-education, sir!”

“Very well,” said the lieutenant. “Prep the pest for transport.”

Stewart felt two boots release from his knee and neck. With precise coordination, the two officers stood beside him, their rifles pointed directly at Stewart to ensure any questionable movement would be met with lead.

“Secured,” one of them reported.

The third officer released his boot and proceeded to secure Stewart’s hands behind his back with zip ties. Finally, the last boot pinning him down was released, and the two officers grabbed his shoulders and roughly pulled him to his feet, their grip on his arms firm and unyielding. Stewart winced in pain as he was forced to stand, his legs shaky from exhaustion. He glanced around, his eyes finally able to see his captors clearly for the first time.

His captors exuded an aura of menace and authority, their jet-black uniforms accentuating their muscular frames. Every piece of their gear was meticulously maintained, from the advanced helmets with reflective visors that obscured their eyes to the tactical vests bristling with ammunition and weapons. Their sleek, blackened body armor added to their intimidating presence, giving them an almost robotic appearance. Each one of them was nearly identical, except for their numbered name tags.

Their faces were partially hidden by black balaclava, with only their cold, calculating eyes visible, staring down at Stewart. These eyes, devoid of empathy, were all that remained of their humanity. The soldiers' postures were rigid and controlled, every movement deliberate, as if they had been trained for years to perfection. They exuded an air of ruthlessness, ready to follow orders without question, no matter how brutal.

Stewart kept staring at one of the officers, DF 9203. His eyes looked like those of someone he knew in his previous life. The distinctive scar on the top left corner of his eyelid could not conceal his true identity, even underneath the balaclava. It was Sergeant Fischer, his officer before the fall of his nation. Only his voice would serve as confirmation of his former identity. How could he betray his country and serve in the enemy’s forces?

A forceful hit to his back by the butt of a gun from DF 9203 snapped Stewart back to reality. “What the fuck are you looking at, pest?” he barked, his voice carrying the same unremarkable low octave pitch as the lieutenant's. Stewart couldn’t be sure if it was Sergeant Fischer.

“Sorry, sergeant,” Stewart accidentally blurted out.

Another blow to his back followed. “Respect fucken authority, maggot. I am a fucken sergeant, and you are a piece of uneducated pest. Speak only when spoken to.”

“Be fucken grateful the Republic is offering you a second chance,” barked another officer with a similar voice.

“Gentlemen!” came a voice from the other end. It was the lieutenant, and all the officers stood at attention. “He hasn’t seen our ways yet. He will soon be an unwavering defender of the Republic like yourselves, gentlemen.” He made a faint smile toward Stewart. “Order has been established, gents.”

The military truck rumbled back to life, its engine settling into a menacing growl. The back of the truck was open, revealing a steel cage-like structure. Stewart was pushed forward, stumbling slightly as the officers guided him toward the truck.

“DF 9203 and NC 9326, secure the asset back to base.”

“Yes, sir,” both replied immediately.

With that, the cage door was closed, and the truck began to move. Stewart’s fate was sealed as he was sent back to the base for re-education.

[whotookmysenbon]

Psst. Tanuki-fukutaicho.

Down here!

So, I know you're technically not the supervising officer today, but I was thinking about those deathcaps from our session and got to wondering: is there anything foragable in this training ground, aside from the lemongrass?

You’re playing with fire, recruit. Good work on your sensory skills, most of the others haven’t noticed I changed location. But if Hound-Taichou sees you talking with me you’ll have to run laps again.

It would take weeks for me to teach you everything, so if you make it into ANBU proper, come find me and I’ll show you a thing or two. Aside from the lemongrass, there’s also pine and cedar, bamboo shoots, Shiitake mushrooms, and the flesh of pretty much any mammal or bird is edible. Now hurry and get back to whatever Hound has you doing before he makes you join the Yamanaka over there doing pushups until you puke.

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[m1lkt00th]

thinking about nightmare and reaper having a close-ish relationship to the point where reaper can just come over and bother nightmare whenever they want to.

theyre both still keeping each other at an arm's length emotionally because well, they both have dealt with losing things suddenly and/or by their own hands so. better to not get (too) attached.