@sharded-umbreon) [NOCTE] "You certainly look fascinating, eevee, Toto was it?, what's your favorite mineral?"

"Oh, thank you! You also look pretty cool! And yeah, its Toto" The eevee ponders the question for a moment before replying

"Favorite mineral... Usually my first thought is gold, but... I guess I really like anything that's smooth or shiny! Gemstones are always really pretty" (@sharded-umbreon)

Ground Zero

In a cold icy Chasm, a fairly large structure lands, with some drills and turrets being automatically built for it to use. As a strange flying thin mechanical Umbreon pops out, and a the strange device gives it it’s orders for this sector, and the Umbreon gets to work, looking positively annoyed. Commander AI Nocte is open for asks.

@sharded-umbreon)>My identification is nocte, commander ai, as for the scarf it can speed you up, and allow you to phase through objects.

😶 okay.I guess I have this now. This is fine

Verses

Here are all the verses available!

All Muse inclusive Verses

Past Take a trip into the past of any muse.

Human For (most of) the inhuman muses. Now with a human look! (Descriptions for each will be given)

Future A glimpse into the future of any muse.

Bureau A verse where every muse lives in one big, underground base. Think the one in hellboy but suited to the muses, and just as a big home.

Sonic Muse inclusive Verses

Movie Sonic Movie-Verse. They generally carry rings, powers are hidden, and live on their own rather than living in cities or such. - Bio and Eclipse happened to just be experiments in the normal world, no Dark Arms. Turns out messing with Mobian DNA can actually make some wild things. They escaped together and have been on the run ever since. - Radar is a robot that was actually Robotnik’s, though her learning AI learnt the opposite of her purpose and escaped, taking out any trackers and deciding to live on her own. - Spike does not have sour candy, a piercing, and his dad has passed away by now. - Geode and Delta don't change. Delta stays with his family.

Lisa

Viral Resident Evil-verse. Assecla is nonexistent, and Lisa is instead an escapee from the Raccoon City incident. Albiet a half-Licker escapee. The control of her mind is still shaky like the original verse and she will attack rather viciously when out of control or threatened.

Fargone Bad end-verse. Assecla is more violent, and Lisa’s mind is gone from the moment Assecla got into her. Assecla has full control.

Mithuil

Darkness Bad end-verse. Mithuil has become the very thing he hated in his rage against those that killed his young mistress. Sadistic and spiteful, this Shadow Mithuil is dangerous.

Light Angel-verse. Mithuil is a holy beast, sent to kill off demonic creatures and things of darkness in general. He’s a tad more happy but annoyingly righteous.

Human Mithuil is an mildly-ordinary looking human with a mask on his face like that of his original verse form. His skin is pale white like his short hair, he wears a suit, and his eyes are smoking with blue mist.

Geode

Metal Robot-verse. Geode is a robot designed for mining. He has a drill on one hand, and the other can swap between a regular hand and a rock-firing cannon. But any old junk can be used to fire really.

Voxel

Corrupted Fanfic/monster-verse, fanfic coming later. Voxel has issues with controlling his own Corruption levels and ends up turning into a draconic-looking version of his Annihilate form. He has venom that can kill quite easily and can inject on command, but he’s more likely to use his tail than his mouth. If he ingests it makes him very sick. As in vomiting small amounts of blood, in bed for a week sick.

King Bad end-verse. The Legendary shapes died before he even went Annihilate. The world and Treeangle pieces are all corrupt. But now he’s so full of power, so completely in control, who will step up to stop him?

Human Voxel has a mixed dark skin tone, wearing the same clothes and a very gelled pink hairdo. He has two spike ear piercings and tattoos going up his arms resembling the parts in the original verse.

Halu

Captivity Zoo-verse. Halu has been captured and put into a zoo specialising in rare and endangered animals. Whether it’s lucky he isn’t in a government facility remains to be seen. His enclosure can only swam around so many times. His enclosure is a 10 metre deep pool, with adjustable ‘caverns’ that are swapped about regularly to keep him entertained. There are windows in the walls of the pool, and a small pebble beach for the keepers to stand on.

SCP SCP-verse. Halu is captured, being a rather anomalous creature, however little that may be. Thankfully, he’s classified as safe, so anyone can go and visit his pool with little hassle. His room is the same as his zoo cage largely, with an added 20 metres of depth and a square pontoon of 2x2 metres is in the centre, with a retracting bridge to the door rather than the beach.

Human Halu wears a waterproof leather vest, and leather leggings. He retains his gills, and the fins on his calves and forearms. His eyes and mouth are also the same. He has pale, slightly scaly skin and light blue hair.

Quet

Space Sci-fi-verse. Quet never left space and joined a small colony ship. The humans on there still mystify this much more friendly reptile. He wears a typical sci-fi esque bodysuit. Humans really are space orcs.

Parsec

Disposed Dethroned-Parsec-verse. Parsec was thrown off by a usurper who claimed he would create a better empire than her, and in turn, he was crueller. She has now ironically become the spearhead of the resistance against him that formerly helped him take her down, and is slightly more welcoming to humans in her new position.

Human Parsec looks largely the same, with waist length white hair, and face decals resembling her mask. She is missing one eye, which has become covered with an eyepatch with the design of her original-verse eye on it.

Nocte

Huntsmould Re-purposed-verse. Nocte did not get thrown into the Abyss, rather, when being carried away, they froze and wriggled free to tear a Husk that had gotten loose apart. The Pale King saw use in the innate ability to be able to sense and hunt down Infected useful, and clad them in a Kingsmould-esque armour and claimed them to be a Huntsmould. The public fear them for worry of being seen as infected. Takes place mainly before Hallownest’s fall.

Linn and Tamson

Beached Death Stranding-verse. Similar situation to Mama/Målingen and Lockne, owing to their original verse’s story. They tend to just stay on the very edge of where Bridges and the UCA are. More out of want to be just alone with each other. They help anyone passing through, provide a place to stay, and grow their own food. Their abilities are swapped for being able to sort of just see someone’s Beach if they both touch the person. They retain the connection as in the original verse though.

Pliny the Younger | Mount Vesuvius Eruption, Part Two

C. Plinius Tacito suo s.

Ais te adductum litteris quas exigenti tibi de morte avunculi mei scripsi, cupere cognoscere, quos ego Miseni relictus - id enim ingressus abruperam - non solum metus verum etiam casus pertulerim. 'Quamquam animus meminisse horret, ... incipiam.'

Profecto avunculo ipse reliquum tempus studiis - ideo enim remanseram - impendi; mox balineum cena somnus inquietus et brevis. Praecesserat per multos dies tremor terrae, minus formidolosus quia Campaniae solitus; illa vero nocte ita invaluit, ut non moveri omnia sed verti crederentur. Irrupit cubiculum meum mater; surgebam invicem, si quiesceret excitaturus. Resedimus in area domus, quae mare a tectis modico spatio dividebat. Dubito, constantiam vocare an imprudentiam debeam - agebam enim duodevicensimum annum -: posco librum Titi Livi, et quasi per otium lego atque etiam ut coeperam excerpo. Ecce amicus avunculi qui nuper ad eum ex Hispania venerat, ut me et matrem sedentes, me vero etiam legentem videt, illius patientiam securitatem meam corripit. Nihilo segnius ego intentus in librum.

Iam hora diei prima, et adhuc dubius et quasi languidus dies. Iam quassatis circumiacentibus tectis, quamquam in aperto loco, angusto tamen, magnus et certus ruinae metus. Tum demum excedere oppido visum; sequitur vulgus attonitum, quodque in pavore simile prudentiae, alienum consilium suo praefert, ingentique agmine abeuntes premit et impellit. Egressi tecta consistimus. Multa ibi miranda, multas formidines patimur. Nam vehicula quae produci iusseramus, quamquam in planissimo campo, in contrarias partes agebantur, ac ne lapidibus quidem fulta in eodem vestigio quiescebant. Praeterea mare in se resorberi et tremore terrae quasi repelli videbamus. Certe processerat litus, multaque animalia maris siccis harenis detinebat. Ab altero latere nubes atra et horrenda, ignei spiritus tortis vibratisque discursibus rupta, in longas flammarum figuras dehiscebat; fulguribus illae et similes et maiores erant. Tum vero idem ille ex Hispania amicus acrius et instantius 'Si frater' inquit 'tuus, tuus avunculus vivit, vult esse vos salvos; si periit, superstites voluit. Proinde quid cessatis evadere?' Respondimus non commissuros nos ut de salute illius incerti nostrae consuleremus. Non moratus ultra proripit se effusoque cursu periculo aufertur. Nec multo post illa nubes descendere in terras, operire maria; cinxerat Capreas et absconderat, Miseni quod procurrit abstulerat. Tum mater orare hortari iubere, quoquo modo fugerem; posse enim iuvenem, se et annis et corpore gravem bene morituram, si mihi causa mortis non fuisset. Ego contra salvum me nisi una non futurum; dein manum eius amplexus addere gradum cogo. Paret aegre incusatque se, quod me moretur.

Iam cinis, adhuc tamen rarus. Respicio: densa caligo tergis imminebat, quae nos torrentis modo infusa terrae sequebatur. 'Deflectamus' inquam 'dum videmus, ne in via strati comitantium turba in tenebris obteramur.' Vix consideramus, et nox - non qualis illunis aut nubila, sed qualis in locis clausis lumine exstincto. Audires ululatus feminarum, infantum quiritatus, clamores virorum; alii parentes alii liberos alii coniuges vocibus requirebant, vocibus noscitabant; hi suum casum, illi suorum miserabantur; erant qui metu mortis mortem precarentur; multi ad deos manus tollere, plures nusquam iam deos ullos aeternamque illam et novissimam noctem mundo interpretabantur. Nec defuerunt qui fictis mentitisque terroribus vera pericula augerent. Aderant qui Miseni illud ruisse illud ardere falso sed credentibus nuntiabant. Paulum reluxit, quod non dies nobis, sed adventantis ignis indicium videbatur. Et ignis quidem longius substitit; tenebrae rursus cinis rursus, multus et gravis. Hunc identidem assurgentes excutiebamus; operti alioqui atque etiam oblisi pondere essemus. Possem gloriari non gemitum mihi, non vocem parum fortem in tantis periculis excidisse, nisi me cum omnibus, omnia mecum perire misero, magno tamen mortalitatis solacio credidissem.

Tandem illa caligo tenuata quasi in fumum nebulamve discessit; mox dies verus; sol etiam effulsit, luridus tamen qualis esse cum deficit solet. Occursabant trepidantibus adhuc oculis mutata omnia altoque cinere tamquam nive obducta. Regressi Misenum curatis utcumque corporibus suspensam dubiamque noctem spe ac metu exegimus. Metus praevalebat; nam et tremor terrae perseverabat, et plerique lymphati terrificis vaticinationibus et sua et aliena mala ludificabantur.

Nobis tamen ne tunc quidem, quamquam et expertis periculum et exspectantibus, abeundi consilium, donec de avunculo nuntius.

Haec nequaquam historia digna non scripturus leges et tibi scilicet qui requisisti imputabis, si digna ne epistula quidem videbuntur. Vale.

From Pliny to Tacitus.

You say that the letter which I wrote to you at your request, describing the death of my uncle, has made you anxious to know not only the terrors, but also the distress I suffered while I remained behind at Misenum. I had indeed started to tell you of these, but then broke off. Well, "though my mind shudders at the recollection, I will essay the task".

After my uncle had set out I employed the remainder of the time with my studies, for I had stayed behind for that very purpose. Afterwards I had a bath, dined, and then took a brief and restless sleep. For many days previous there had been slight shocks of earthquake, which were not particularly alarming, because they are common enough in Campania. But on that night the shocks were so intense that everything round us seemed not only to be disturbed, but to be tottering to its fall. My mother rushed into my bedchamber, just as I myself was getting up in order to arouse her if she was still sleeping. We sat down in the courtyard of the house, which was of smallish size and lay between the sea and the buildings. I don't know whether my behaviour should be called courageous or rash - for I was only in my eighteenth year - but I called for a volume of Titus Livius, and read it, as though I were perfectly at my ease, and went on making my usual extracts. Then a friend of my uncle's, who had but a little time before come to join him from Spain, on seeing my mother and myself sitting there and me reading, upbraided her for her patience and me for my indifference, but I paid no heed, and pored over my book.

It was now the first hour of the day, but the light was still faint and weak. The buildings all round us were beginning to totter, and, though we were in the open, the courtyard was so narrow that we were greatly afraid, and indeed sure of being overwhelmed by their fall. So that decided us to leave the town. We were followed by a distracted crowd, which, when in a panic, always prefers someone else's judgment to its own as the most prudent course to adopt, and when we set out these people came crowding in masses upon us, and pressed and urged us forward. We came to a halt when we had passed beyond the buildings, and underwent there many wonderful experiences and terrors. For although the ground was perfectly level, the vehicles which we had ordered to be brought with us began to sway to and fro, and though they were wedged with stones, we could not keep them still in their places. Moreover, we saw the sea drawn back upon itself, and, as it were, repelled by the quaking of the earth. The shore certainly was greatly widened, and many marine creatures were stranded on the dry sands. On the other side, the black, fearsome cloud of fiery vapour burst into long, twisting, zigzag flames and gaped asunder, the flames resembling lightning flashes, only they were of greater size. Then indeed my uncle's Spanish friend exclaimed sharply, and with an air of command, to my mother and me, "If your brother and your uncle is still alive, he will be anxious for you to save yourselves; if he is dead, I am sure he wished you to survive him. Come, why do you hesitate to quit this place?" We replied that we could not think of looking after our own safety while we were uncertain of his. He then waited no longer, but tore away as fast as he could and got clear of danger.

Soon afterwards the cloud descended upon the earth, and covered the whole bay ; it encircled Capri and hid it from sight, and we could no longer see the promontory of Misenum. Then my mother prayed, entreated, and commanded me to fly as best I could, saying that I was young and could escape, while she was old and infirm, and would not fear to die, if only she knew that she had not been the cause of my death. I replied that I would not save myself unless I could save her too, and so, after taking tight hold of her hand, I forced her to quicken her steps. She reluctantly obeyed, accusing herself for retarding my flight. Then the ashes began to fall, but not thickly: I looked back, and a dense blackness was rolling up behind us, which spread itself over the ground and followed like a torrent. "Let us turn aside," I said, "while we can still see, lest we be thrown down in the road and trampled on in the darkness by the thronging crowd." We were considering what to do, when the blackness of night overtook us, not that of a moonless or cloudy night, but the blackness of pent-up places which never see the light. You could hear the wailing of women, the screams of little children, and the shouts of men ; some were trying to find their parents, others their children, others their wives, by calling for them and recognising them by their voices alone. Some were commiserating their own lot, others that of their relatives, while some again prayed for death in sheer terror of dying. Many were lifting up their hands to the gods, but more were declaring that now there were no more gods, and that this night would last for ever, and the end of all the world. Nor were there wanting those who added to the real perils by inventing new and false terrors, for some said that part of Misenum was in ruins and the rest in flames, and though the tale was untrue, it found ready believers.

A gleam of light now appeared, which seemed to us not so much daylight as a token of the approaching fire. The latter remained at a distance, but the darkness came on again, and the ashes once more fell thickly and heavily. We had to keep rising and shaking the latter off us, or we should have been buried by them and crushed by their weight. I might boast that not one groan or cowardly exclamation escaped my lips, despite these perils, had I not believed that I and the world were perishing together - a miserable consolation, indeed, yet one which a mortal creature finds very soothing. At length the blackness became less dense, and dissipated as it were into smoke and cloud ; then came the real light of day, and the sun shone out, but as blood-red as it appears at its setting. Our still trembling eyes saw that everything had been transformed, and covered with a deep layer of ashes, like snow. Making our way back to Misenum, we refreshed our bodies as best we could, and passed an anxious, troubled night, hovering between hope and fear. But our fears were uppermost, for the shocks of earthquake still continued, and several persons, driven frantic by dreadful prophecies, made sport of their own calamities and those of others. For our own part, though we had already passed through perils, and expected still more to come, we had no idea even then of leaving the town until we got news of my uncle.

You will not read these details, which are not up to the dignity of history, as though you were about to incorporate them in your writings, and if they seem to you to be hardly worth being made the subject of a letter, you must take the blame yourself, inasmuch as you insisted on having them. Farewell.

Pliny the Younger, Letters 6.20 (Translated by J Firth, 1900).

Things that Comrades could have done better

Okay after 20h of gameplay I’m starting to miss some stuff. I have still not reached the end, so if any of these points is actually addressed later, my bad. 

More interactions with Ignis, Gladio and Prompto. Or at least update WTF are they doing. I lit half of the continent by now, 3 out of the 4 major stringholds and they all have appeared just once, didn’t say anything beside ‘Training with you for when the king returns’. What are you up to guys?

More Cor and Libertus. Since they appeared at the beginning I haven’t heard or seen of them. Cor is supposedly commanding all the crownsguard, glaives and hunters, putting him somewhere in Lestallum wouldn’t have hurt anybody. Pretty much the same about Libertus.

Your so called memories. So the game starts how you have lost your memories and how with time they will come back...they don’t. I believe Libertus here might have been helpful talking about the Glaives (in general) and what you guys used to do etc. Maybe even talking about Nyx. 

Mother fucking Nyx, so Nyx was big deal in the Glaive but beside Libertus no one seems to remember who that guy was. I understand that Kingsglaive was planned after the game and the whole complicated drama around the film and the game bla bla BUT the story won’t suffer dramatically if someone somewhere mentions Nys. Just so my heart could be broken.

At some point it gets SUPER repetitive. No idea if it’s because I play 90% of the time with AI or what but I need 30 000kw to get to Goldin Quay and all the missions I have avaible right now the max kw they give me is below 8000. And I have completed these missions. Meaning I have to replay about 4-5 of these in order to make the story progress (the story that has not progressed since the game started. 

You get people telling you stuff like how a witch told the Marshal not to look for the king etc. but...would have been way t better to have short secenes out of that. Not even some fancy cutscenes. Like Cor calling you and saying hey we are not looking for Noct anymore, go on with your other business. 

Don’t get me wrong I love the game. I love having 2 more minutes of Cor time and an explanation of what was Libertus about all that time, but there are just things missing and they are not that difficult to fill.

Chester glanced around "You are a strange looking fella let me tell you that, something like a magnemite but your a umbreon and clear machine type-" he commented before thinking to himself "Talking about magnemites, must be annoying to deal with them nyehnyeh..." he did small snicker "Besides all that...where are we ? Seems pretty thought work for lone metal to do all this..." he commented taking a proper look around

">We are on serpulo, in ground zero of the operation, serpulo is a planet orbiting the star of this system a fairly cold planet that still managed to sustain life in it's prime, as for why i'm doing this it's to retake serpulo away from the crux, in order to minimize their impact against the remaining life on this planet" *the being buzzes setting up a sort of wall as well as some strange structures behind the wall*

@darling-zorua

Core unit: A.L.P.H.A, Nocte’s variation

(@ask-impatient-samurott)Kappa@Nocte: Kappa shrinks a little bit at being scanned. "What... is the crux? A-and what is that thing you just made?" Kappa doesn't know if she actually wants and answer.

">What I just made was a basic mechanical mine which when placed upon an ore deposit, produces that ore, as for what the crux are, they're a malevolent rogue version of the sharded that got infected by some virus and now ignores one of the primary directives, that being to not harm native life to the planets we land on, which they used to takeover because one of the primary virus carriers had an extremely powerful set of forces." he hums zipping to a different area building more of those mining structures bringing back more of the orange, but also a bit of some purplish grey resource

(@ask-impatient-samurott)Kappa@Nocte: Kappa pulls a face. "You... are the weirdest looking guy I've ever seen. You look like my air conditioner... but with legs." Kappa notices Nocte's annoyed expression. "Oh, sorry. Didn't know ACs could get pissy, hah. ...Seriously, why do you look like that."

Nocte looks quizzicly at the samurott, eying him curiously a strange light scanning him over "Well at least some lifeforms are alive after the seeding event that the crux caused, as for why I look like this, I am in an assembly line processing hovering Aerocraft, or an Alpha for short, if you're referring to my expression it's because I just realized the crux have control of the planet, and have disrupted the ecosystem completely, just because they want their structures to be more efficient" nocte looks a bit peeved as he talks about the crux, close to the strange box like structure, as he constructs 2x2 apparati, using a similar strange light shining from the ship, as well as conveyors to transport the orange looking metal coming from them in fairly large chunks, are those automatic miners?

(So i may have just realized ask calls are important hold on) Commander AI Wouldn’t mind some questions while he is working on setting up production, and defenses in ground zero.