IRL Alert: Another earthquake
Stay safe, Filipino gang. Personally safe but South Philippines got ganked. Stay safe, yall
2025-10-10 03:49:52 +0000 UTC View Post
Stay safe, Filipino gang. Personally safe but South Philippines got ganked. Stay safe, yall
2025-10-10 03:49:52 +0000 UTC View Post+++
"And here we have stunning images from the SDC Headquarters!" The ANN News Caster spoke rapidly, his voice brimming with disbelief. "Jacques Schnee, the titan who has steered SDC policies for decades, has been voted out of his seat by a majority vote of his board! Replacing him is his wife, Willow Schnee..."
General Ironwood leaned back in his chair, his eyes fixed on the news playing across his computer screen. He exhaled a deep sigh of relief. Atlas was fra...
2025-10-10 03:01:27 +0000 UTC View Post+++
Osmond thought his problems were over. But no, things were only getting started.
First, there was the hill. Hills didn't just explode without reason, but this one certainly had. He'd sent his best investigators to uncover the cause, only for them to return empty-handed. Now the Academy had a smoking crater where one of its best vantage points used to be. The spot had offered breathtaking views of the countryside; now it offered nothing but ash and regret.
Second, there w...
2025-10-09 02:42:36 +0000 UTC View PostRome.
Glorious. Majestic. Grandiose.
Roma.
Worn. Faded. Dark.
The city that had birthed an empire, the city of Caesar, Augustus, and Trajan, had long since fallen into ruin. Its population, now a mere shadow of its former self, huddled close to the remnants of greatness. Thirty thousand lives clinging to the ruins of an eternal dream. Crumbling marble colonnades loomed over vegetable gardens, goats wandered aimlessly through the Forum, and the Tiber carried with it the...
2025-10-08 04:19:41 +0000 UTC View Post+++
"Hey, 2B?"
His voice pulled her out of her thoughts. "Yes?"
"You've been quiet ever since we left," 9S pointed out. "Is something wrong?"
Yes. Everything was wrong. The one android who shouldn't be anywhere near a human now found herself meeting one. 2B didn't know what lies the deserter had fed him, but she could only imagine. And now Adonis was off doing who-knew-what with that information, leaving her helpless to stop it. Worry filled her like water rushing into...
2025-10-07 03:59:15 +0000 UTC View Post+++
The snow fell in thick, heavy flakes, blanketing the streets in a embrace of cold. In normal circumstances, most would be at home or at work, not standing out to experience Solitas's winter. But most weren't. People clogged the avenue, their voices echoing in unison, their signs thrust high into the air, and flags flying against the wind. Ahead of them, steel-faced soldiers stood, riot shields in place, and barricades set up. Through it all, a lone woman walked. Her arms strained un...
2025-10-06 05:05:40 +0000 UTC View Post+++
The blacksmith's fingers drummed impatiently on the counter, tension gripping his every bone. His eyes remained fixed on the door, watching, waiting. He was a proud Tristainian, a good one, and he wanted nothing more than to serve his homeland. His duty was clear: forge weapons for the army. A storm was brewing over Halkeginia, and he would not allow Tristain to be caught unprepared.
Through letters exchanged with cousins and contacts, he had learned of the worsening situation...
2025-10-05 05:25:15 +0000 UTC View Post+++
HistoryMarche - Makedonian Renaissance - 2-Hour Documentary
With the recapture of Jerusalem, shockwaves reverberated not only across the Empire but throughout the entire oikumene. The Emperor dispatched messengers across the realm, proclaiming the joyous news that Jerusalem had been reclaimed. Church bells rang in triumph across the great cities such as Antioch, Nicaea, Constantinople with cries of victory echoing through the streets. The Symbasileus, Constant...
2025-10-02 02:38:28 +0000 UTC View Post+++
"What on earth did you fight?" the technician complained.
"Some YoRHa deserter," Adonis replied.
"No shit?" The technician blinked.
"Yeah. Parrot's in medical right now because of her," Adonis said. Parrot had been blasted off to SS13 for rest and recovery. His Gotterdamerung, on the other hand, required extensive repairs before it could see the field again. As for Adonis, he had returned to the Resistance Camp. Once, the camp was little more than a refugee settlem...
2025-10-01 11:39:10 +0000 UTC View PostStrong ass earthquake in my area. Personally fine and family fine but no power.
Fellow Filipinos, stay safe
2025-09-30 14:39:40 +0000 UTC View Post+++
The roar of engines echoed through the crisp morning air.
Atop her truck, SDC Officer Karin zipped up her coat, bracing against the chill that seeped into her bones. The convoy crawled forward, painstakingly slow, the uneven dirt road a constant torment. She cursed under her breath as the truck jolted violently, the wheels slamming into yet another pothole, the seventh one today.
"Bloody Mistral," she muttered bitterly.
She should have known this country was cursed...
2025-09-30 02:39:07 +0000 UTC View Post+++
"Let me begin this meeting, on the understanding, that emotions were high and both sides rightfully deserved compensation," Osmond began.
They were in his office, Loungeville once more dutifully taking the minutes of the exchange whilst Colbert agreed to function as an arbiter and witness. On one side, Guiche Gramont, dressed to impress once more but his usual enthusiasm was muted, barely contained fear in his eyes. The only thing that stopped him from losing it utter...
2025-09-29 05:17:17 +0000 UTC View Post+++
HistoryMarche - Makedonian Renaissance - 2-Hour Documentary
It is rare for a ruler and heir to work so well together. Rarer still in the Roman Empire, a state long plagued by infighting, paranoia, and distrust. Yet there are exceptions to this rule: the Flavian dynasty, the Nerva-Antonine dynasty. Now, in this two-hour documentary, we explore the birth of one such great dynasty: the Makedonians. A period of expansion, consolidation, and socio-economic reforms ...
2025-09-26 04:50:23 +0000 UTC View Post+++
She was on him in an instant, moving at speeds only YoRHa units could achieve. Adonis barely managed to hurl his Gotterdämmerung backward, the deserter's blade slicing through the air inches from his mech's frame. He retaliated immediately, hoisting his minigun and unleashing a hailstorm of bullets. The throne room burned. Dust and debris filled the air. Stone shattered and the remnants of broken machines scattered like shrapnel. A2 vanished into cover behind a fallen pillar, evadi...
2025-09-25 03:44:00 +0000 UTC View Post+++
Atop his wagon, the farmer pulled his coat tighter around his shoulders, shivering. Under him, wooden wheels creaking as they rolled along the fog-shrouded road. He was not alone. A dozen wagons were with him, trailing behind him. Travel was dangerous especially in these dangerous times and the more people travelled as one, the safer they would be. He was not one for politics. The specifics of who and where confused him. That did not mean he didn't listen to the news every now and t...
2025-09-24 05:12:52 +0000 UTC View Post+++
"State your name."
"The Good Hunter."
Osmond and Colbert exchanged uneasy glances. In the corner, Loungeville stopped writing, his quill poised midair. The room they occupied was rarely used, its purpose more ceremonial than practical. Crimes committed within the Academy were almost always dealt with in the Headmaster's office. But when such rare events required external arbitration, the local magistrate would be summoned from the nearest town, and this storage room wou...
2025-09-23 04:10:57 +0000 UTC View Post+++
Pietro watched, his face serene but his thoughts tense, as Suronja was led out of the tent. What was Constantine planning for him? A chastisement, perhaps? Yet, if that were the case, why send Suronja away? Would it not be more effective to humiliate him in front of the Croat, to drive home whatever point the Emperor wished to make?
Constantine's gaze remained steady, his expression unreadable. At last, he spoke.
"The Emperor is displeased with Venice, Doge Pietro."
<... 2025-09-21 03:06:04 +0000 UTC View Post+++
The missiles slammed down, orange-red light flashing across Adonis's HUD.
"Area denied," Adonis declared. "Confirm, Rez?"
"Kills confirmed, sir. Moving to advance," came the voice from the ground. "Thanks for the support."
Adonis nodded. "No problem, Rez. Parrot and I will be in the AO before we gotta bug out. Adonis, over and out."
He cut the connection and sighed. The Resistance was advancing quickly, reclaiming what had once been machine-dominated territo...
2025-09-19 04:43:01 +0000 UTC View Post+++
Mistral burned.
Not its settlements, but those places that hosted the SDC.
Restraint was a thing of the past. Why should we hold back when our enemies never did?
A small part of me wished we could remain moderate. Extremes are dangerous. Once the genie is out of the bottle, stuffing it back in becomes impossible. But moderation, it seemed, was no longer an option. Atlas had made its choice. And so, I made mine.
I ordered an all-out push. Feelers were sent far...
2025-09-17 10:40:07 +0000 UTC View Post+++
Guiche Chevalier de Gramont shivered, his breath shallow and uneven as he stared at the headless forms of his Valkyries strewn across the earth. His summoned creations, his pride and joys, symbols of the Gramont talent, lay split in twain, twitching twice before going still right before his eyes. His heart pounded so loudly in his chest that it drowned out every other sound around him. The courtyard filled with muffled sobs and the cries of his peers watching in horror. His beloved ...
2025-09-15 05:27:54 +0000 UTC View Post+++
The leaders agreed to meet on a small sandbank not far from their fleets. Pietro the Second refused to leave the safety of his ships, while Svetoslav Suronja would not set foot on a Venetian vessel. An invitation to get on Xiphias's ships was politely refused. Neither trusted the neutrality of Xiphias's fleet enough. Pietro feared arrest, Suronja insisted on negotiating on Croatian land.
An open pavilion had been set up in the middle of the island, Chi-Rho banners fluttering i...
2025-09-12 10:16:57 +0000 UTC View Post+++
With Serbia forced to submit, the Western Army pressed onward. As they marched, Constantine immersed himself in understanding the quirks and dynamics of his forces. Every army had its own distinct personality, shaped by the composition and culture of its many units. The Western Army was no exception, a microcosm of the Empire itself. At its core were professional soldiers, supplemented by provincial militia. This composition, like much in the Empire, was an inheritance of layered tr...
2025-09-05 07:13:39 +0000 UTC View Post+++
"What are they doing?" Constantine demanded.
The Purple-born had ridden to the front, standing atop his saddle, surveying the Serbian army ahead.
"Well, they clearly don't want us to pass," Dalassenos muttered. He turned to Constantine. "Should we attack?"
Constantine hesitated, weighing the suggestion.
"If the Serbs intended to ambush us, they wouldn't have made their presence known," Taronites interjected. "I advise we send a messenger to ask their intentio...
2025-09-03 05:02:34 +0000 UTC View Post+++
Siesta yawned as she trudged through the quiet corridors of the Academy. For a place as grand and sprawling as the Academy of Magic, a small army of staff was needed to keep everything running smoothly. After all, the students here weren't just any ordinary children, they were the flower of nobility not just from Tristain but from neighboring nations as well. Expectations were high, and the staff had to be alert, attentive, and diligent at all hours. Siesta wasn't alone as she made ...
2025-09-01 11:01:59 +0000 UTC View Post+++
The sliver of the moon forced through the windows of her room.
Louise Françoise Le Blanc de La Vallière groggily collapsed onto her bed. The room around her was a masterpiece of luxury: wooden furnishings carved by the hands of master craftsmen, soft feather pillows designed to cradle even the most restless soul into peaceful slumber. Yet, none of it brought her solace. The weight of her thoughts was far heavier than the exhaustion pulling at her limbs. For a fleeting, treac...
2025-08-31 04:18:45 +0000 UTC View PostI am feeling the need to start something new (again) and I would like your input.
Some ideas:
Team Fortress/RWBY crossover:
The Mercenaries get into a Teleportation accident that sends them to Remnant. This is going to be utterly cracked and brain-rotted. Comic/Game logic Mercs will be utilized versus Remnant's logic. It will start in Vol 1.
Bloodborne/Familiar of Zero:
Endgame Good Hunter gets made into a Familiar by Louise. (Her eyes get to be opened)
<... 2025-08-29 02:03:29 +0000 UTC View Post+++
The Western Army marched north, purple Chi-Rho banners fluttering under the morning sun. The column was like a snake of glittering metal and flesh, alive and slithering along roads both ancient and new. Giorgios shivered as he adjusted the weapon against his shoulder, still trying to get used to its length. He was a skoutatoi, the backbone infantryman of the Empire, so named for the long conical shield they had carried. "Had" was the key word, for he no longer bore that shield. Inst...
2025-08-28 05:54:17 +0000 UTC View Post+++
The day began with the fluttering of banners. Messengers had been dispatched to all corners of Bulgaria, summoning forces to assemble, while officers scrambled to organize their men. Chief among them was Damian Dalassenos. As the premier Strategos who had previously marched west under Gregory Taronites, he had earned the soldiers' trust. They were eager to move, restless after spending a year in Bulgaria with little action aside from quelling the occasional failed uprising by Bulgar...
2025-08-25 05:40:29 +0000 UTC View Post+++
The march south began with an army besieging Tripoli. With its flanks secured through diplomacy and the Emperor's presence, there was no fear of surprises to the rear. The supply trains meticulously prepared by Ouranos had proven their worth, ensuring the army suffered neither thirst nor hunger. Meanwhile, the Roman fleet sailed south from Antioch. One arm moved to engage and relieve Tyre from the Fatimid naval blockade, while the other hugged the coastline, ready to supply the army...
2025-08-21 01:04:39 +0000 UTC View Post