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8/10 Not my usual taste, but I appreciate the simple aesthetic.

Anyone else around?

sound still has an absolute magnitude, and the rest of your power works pretty well. I would suggest keeping the multiplier idea, but implement it as Lexi said; a sound can be shifted X number of dB, probably a fairly low number seeing as the scale works on orders of magnitude. edit: any issues with Haruki?

3x higher as in magnitude, or 3x higher on the decibel scale? Remember that the decibel scale is logarithmic; if you had a 30 dB scale and moved it up to 90 dB, it'd be a million times louder.

I'm just gonna leave this here. https://einstein.stanford.edu/content/relativity/q388.html

guess who got shinji from a summoning ticket

7/10, +1 for Arkh quote, so 8/10

[00:05:07] @Jerichø: what the fuck is a jojoke? ._.

8/10

7/10 Works nice with the title.

8/10 Just works, idk. I like it.

welp, looks like i'll be using a command spell... ...tomorrow. it's 1 AM.

Okay, since Hiss appears to have gone to bed, I'll give you a few pieces of advice on your character. 1. It seems like you've not put in a lot of effort into the character overall. Your backstory is far too short (I consider a paragraph to be an absolute minimum, personally), and your descriptions in general follow a similar trend. The backstory doesn't seem to mesh all that well with the 'verse at all, for that matter. 2. Your personality is a bit contradictory. While it's perfectly feasible for someone to have a case of resting bitch face and be generally mistrustful while still being happy, the two aspects don't seem to mesh well without further elaboration. 3. Your additional skills are pretty sue-ish, even for someone who's an assassin. It doesn't make sense for your character to have this throwing ability when he can create something that can be swung with enough force to slice steel, and being very agile isn't a skill. 4. On the topic of your ability, what does it actually do? Does your character manipulate graphene he has on hand? If so, how does he keep this very brittle material in usable shape and in large enough quantity to use? If not, what does he use to form it? What do you mean by "attaching a string?" Why is it invisible? Graphene is quite transparent but it's literally notable in part because you can see it. How does he control it? What scientific property or law of physics is being manipulated here? How does it display all of the properties you detail? Graphene is quite elastic for what it is, but it's also one of the stiffest substances known to man and is certainly not malleable under normal conditions.

Shou's mouth twisted in obvious displeasure, further accentuated by a sigh. "As if I'm going to impale myself or some such." He glanced down at the sealed form of his device for a moment, then turned to the older boy next to him. "Um, do you want the top or bottom bunk?" he asked. If he was totally honest with himself, both of his roommates intimidated him to an extent, which could likely be heard in his voice if one listened carefully. The other guy is big, yeah, but Himura isn't fat. I hope they don't reasonably expect us all to do well in CQC... If that was indeed the expectation, then each of them would probably have to spar with the others; something that simply wouldn't go well for someone of Shou's stature.

Er, I know I'm not exactly the best judge of this, but having what amounts to a telekinetically controlled black hole sounds massively overpowered, especially given that it has so many special conditions attached and doesn't really seem to work off of a scientific principle of any sort.

Siegfried is depicted as quiet but passionate, so I wouldn't imagine he'd say much.

Protector HQ, time unknown "I see." Kaito's face looked conflicted in the low light of his office as he spoke into the cellphone. "Doesn't that contradict our previous intelligence? This individual didn't seem to pose a threat previously. "Previous intelligence is old and inaccurate. What we have now shows a clear and present danger. Act on it, before it's too late." The voice on the other end of the line sounded somewhat gravelly, even considering the distortion caused by the cheap device's speaker. Orders are orders, the man thought. "I'll send a retrieval team. I already dispatched an operative that will be making contact; they'll be double-timed to compensate." "Good. The stability of the city is our greatest concern. We cannot let this individual continue unhindered." Nagi and Kindle Hikaru nodded at the suggestion. "That sounds excellent. I believe certain conditions are in order, as to ensure our relative safety and, at least for myself, to avoid-" They stopped abruptly. The androgynous mage looked for a moment as if they were listening for something. "Did you feel that? A power spike, almost like-" This time, they were cut off again by a buzzing object, almost appearing to be some sort of metal feather. It still buzzed faintly with electricity, sticking into the flooring after shattering the window that looked out over the city. Hikaru reacted immediately, coming to their feet and transforming in one motion. From head to toe, their clothing was replaced with something that looked like it might have belonged in a historical painting, if not for its unnaturally brilliant shade of white. The outfit resembled the traditional wear of samurai when they weren't in armor, though only a foolish observer would assume they were unprotected due to this. An equally traditional looking katana appeared in their left hand, matching the blade of the newcomer who flew in the breached glass on a gust of wind, singular wing carrying him into the suite. He was followed shortly thereafter by two other magi: one holding a modern submachine gun and dressed in a black trenchcoat that seemed to flow near the edges and within, not having a definite border, and the other with a similar outfit, though he held a rifle. A glint of recognition shined in his eye for a moment when he glanced at Kindle and Nagi, but it was replaced with nothing but purpose when his gaze returned to the Preserver lieutenant before him. He started forward with a powerful diagonal slash aimed at their torso, which was met with a parry at almost blinding speed by Hikaru. As the two blades clashed, unnatural steel ringing on unnatural steel, a strange effect propagated from around Hikaru's feet, a sheet of blank white space spreading around the room and climbing up the walls, eventually replacing everything in sight with the same. Hikaru sliced horizontally and leapt backward, using the recovery to proper themselves away from their opponent. The white samurai set themselves in a solid, two handed guard, then rushed forward into the group. The two gunners took aim, but couldn't keep up with Hikaru's agility; they were already on top of the one-winged mage, their much smaller frame unleashing a series of three powerful blows at blistering speed, forcing the receiver back as he barely managed to guard himself from the attack. Each strike sent out a shower of sparks, chipping away at the weapon of the electromancer. The last strike was powerful enough to send the German reeling. By now, the two gunmen had taken aim. Hikaru released half of their grip on the blade to make a gesture; a hand rising upward, balling into a fist, and pulling downward. For each of the pair, three thick lines of black light seemed to spring out of the ground - as difficult as it was to determine exactly what or where that was, given the environment of undifferentiated white space - and wrapped around their weapons, pulling them and their surprised holders to the floor. Hikaru's free hand then made another gesture, a sweeping one beginning behind and sweeping in an arc through the air and toward the ground in front, ending with their flat palm leveled at Faust. To match, another series of lines, these red, blue, and green, rose from the floor and arched toward the Peacekeeper, crashing into a wing thrown up in their patch and charged, impacting with a great deal of force before fading from sight. Hikaru took a passing second to glance back and confirm the safety of Kindle before launching themselves at Faust once more. All six of the people in the apartment had been pulled into this strange space of Hikaru's making; the question was what they would do now that they were here. Dexter "I suppose I should take a moment to tell you about Takeshi's past, or at least what matters to this occasion and the state he's in. All his life he's had very few people close to him; I've never once heard him speak of a relative, even before I recognized the potential within him, and during that time I didn't see him speaking with many. I suppose that's the fate of a mage, after all; there's something about the power that drives those with it to the edges of society, or perhaps being on the edge of society causes it to manifest. Which it is is regardless; that is a question for the Diviners to ponder, when they're not fretting over local fluctuations in the background energy field or what have you. To get back to the point, the only people that the boy seemed to consider friends were the three boys in the car with him on the day I contracted with him; I've never been able to pry exactly what happened out of him. I found the dissipating energy of a magical beast and a car in ruins, crashed into the wall of one of the buildings off the street; or, at least, that's what it looked like. I won't regale you with the details, but it was messy. Takeshi was relatively unharmed, or so he claimed, though I distinctly remembering him favoring one leg for several weeks on top of the cuts and bruises he received. The others as you might have gathered were in lesser condition. After that, I took him to the Protectors. They showed him a bit of their stuff, but he couldn't stand the idea of somebody telling him what to do, so he left. Since then he's helped train up some other mages like yourself, but the Preservers started chasing them off before he could really befriend them. In essence, he's been almost entirely alone for most of his life, and I think what he sees as a failure to protect someone he was beginning to get to know has cut deeply into his psyche." Astros left his other concerns unvoiced; namely the fact that seeing Dexter again might cause him to react somewhat unpredictably, whether due to the boy's lack of action toward the beast or the fact that Takeshi was entirely convinced that Dexter wasn't ready to survive on his own. Vixen It was a couple hours before the lone hunter was greeted with what appeared to be a familiar face. From his reaction - brief surprise at her presence, then a brief word to an unseen listener behind him - it could be gathered that this was, in fact, still Ihdrelic. The procession that followed him would have seemed incredibly strange by the standards of most people: a diverse mixture of about twenty people, some appearing to be homeless or at least extremely poor like Ihdrelic, a few that looked like businessmen, and three pigeons. The group filed into the room, each shooting a look of confusion or concern at Vixen, but saying nothing. "Pay no mind to the magus in the corner. I've had a conversation with her previously; she is simply interested in discovering more information about one of the beasts in the area that has proven particularly elusive." One of the other (presumably) mediators spoke up, in a gravelly voice that didn't seem to quite fit the appearance he had chosen; a fairly nondescript businessman, clean-shaven with hair that looked to be fading from black to gray. "You know very well that this is not permitted. The very existence of this meeting is not to be widely known." "Perhaps we should change that," a female voice chimed in. A ragged-looking homeless woman, a bit skinnier than looked healthy underneath a baggy set of clothes. It seemed to be a common theme; her voice alone sounded like it belonged to a different person, with a strong, yet refined note to it. "Hmph. At the very least, we should not be letting magi sit in on meetings where the dissemination of information to them is being discussed." The gravelly businessman had selected a seat and sat down, a suitably irritable expression on his face. "Normally I would agree, but I believe that discussion has a foregone conclusion. All of us know what we've read, what we've sensed. Izalym, even you have to see this. However, there are preliminary matters that need attending." Ihdrelic gestured at the group, indicating that they should all sit if they had not done so already. "Now, any problems with any of the currently active aliases?" Another businessman raised a hand, then spoke. "I'm afraid Mr. Ishida has been voted off the board." He showed a faint expression of embarrassment. "No matter, we can likely find a way to monitor the company in the meantime. For now, continue posing as him. Anyone else?" When nobody spoke, he clapped once. "Ah, excellent. Now, before we get into our discussion, what is your question for the Diviners, magus? I assume that is why you are here."

Siegfried went up ten levels and 2 stages today. Now to grind 8 Saber monuments and 24 Hero's Proof...

It's kind of tough to figure out what a reasonable calculation time is to me, mostly due to lack of context in the series. I was more thinking of the fact that making the kind of minuscule, precise changes needed to turn a plain mirror or lens into a surface that will reflect a clear image would take a certain amount of time rather than the actual utility of the power. I suppose it'd be better to ask you: what is a good calculation time for a totally new image, without any sort of shortcut? (If it could be composed of multiple, simpler images that had already been calculated and used, or something along those lines, then it could cut the time by as much as half.) EDIT: Simpler stuff like the aforementioned paper mirror or using an object as an impromptu lens would be basically instant, though.

I know. The literal meaning of the words is "color writing," which is why I still used it. I can probably come up with a better name, though. Calculation time would vary with the complexity of the image. Thinking of it, I'm not entirely sure what would be reasonable for say, an image with the same resolution as my monitor (1366x768.) I'd say probably 10-20 minutes for a totally new image, but that time could be shortened by taking shortcuts or using previous calculations?

The mall is going to become a massive clusterfuck, lol. Three people there and a fourth on the way.

Lancer The girl didn't respond until they were fully inside the store and deep in the women's clothing section. She browsed through the clothes for a moment, then began to speak while continuing the action. "Don't panic, but I can sense at least one other Servant in the area." Her voice was pitched low enough that it was barely audible to Janus, who was right next to her. Damnit, I should have detected them earlier! Slipping so badly this earlier in the war. . . She shook her head violently, trying to clear her mind. "There may be another. I believe I can fend off two Servants at once, but that would leave you exposed to any assaults from their Masters. I recommend that we find a way out of here without arousing suspicion, unless you want to fight. In that case, we should set a fire or call in some sort of bomb threat to clear the building." She had always hated working in malls, an aspect she had tried to ignore when they came here. It was always messy and cut the timing far too close; it was difficult to contain and eliminate a beast before it started taking lives, and before the local police arrived.

Speaking of those, I just remembered a clarification I should make: This does still follow the rules of the normal Fate canon. Divine Spirits cannot be summoned; when you summon one of the gods, what you're really doing is summoning the human aspect that appears in legend, since that portion can be considered a Heroic Spirit. If you attempted to summon one, well, anything could happen. You could get a saint (a normally impossible outcome,) you could get nothing at all, you could get a Very Bad Thing...

It occurs to me that we never came up with "long names" for NPs. Like how Excalibur's full name is Excalibur: Sword of Promised Victory or Knight of Honor: A Knight Does Not Die with Empty Hands. Anyone interested in doing so?