u/Shield_hero-11

Three new bounties appear on the board of Ms. Rena's bounty board in her tavern.

WARLORD'S RUIN (DUNGEON): DANGEROUS

Ascend the forsaken keep and quell the Dragon's Vengeance...

Rewards: Vengeful Whisper (Bow,) Dragoncult Sickle (Sword,) BURIED BLOODLINE (Crossbow, Void, EXOTIC,) Gold, MAJOR EXP

THE HOLLOWED LAIR (STRIKE): INTERMEDIATE

Delve into the undead burrow, and put an end to their master's scheme.

Rewards: No Turning Back (Bow, Lightning,) Trinity Ghoul (Chance, Bow, Lightning, EXOTIC,) Gold, EXP

PRESAGE (RESCUE/???): ???

Follow the last known footsteps of a fellow adventurer into a strange ship...

Rewards: EXP, Gold, ???

Which quest shall you choose?

A normal day... Umamusume run, people walk and talk and buy and eat.

The news channels are all talking about the results from the last race, and giving their predictions for the next...

Then, one by one, each and every news station changes, going from regular day-to-day events...

To breaking news.

Reporter: "This just in, astrologists all across the globe have discovered; and confirmed the existence of what their experts have deemed 'A Pyramid Fleet' that is enroute to our solar system. Current estimates put the fleet's arrive within the month, with global military forces scrambling to get ready."

The reporter receives a message to her earpiece.

Reporter: "We will be keeping you up to date on further developments, this is Porter Re, signing off."

Flauros had rushed ahead, following the bloody trail left by Bael to its end, a desert oasis...

"R.D., Buena, A.J... im at the signal location, blood trail ends here too. Gonna see if I can find Bael..."

'Or anything that might point me too her...'

Her search leads her to an abandoned hilt, one of Bael's Swords, broken, yet emitting a blinking blue light... she comms the search team once more.

"Guys, found the hilt of one of her swords... I'll check the rest of the area for more clu-"

A glint catches her eye, you hear her gasp just before-

"BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ-"

THE LINE GOES DEAD, YOU HEAR A SUDDEN BURST OF GUNFIRE IN THE DISTANCE BEFORE THE AIR GOES QUIET.

//private rp on this one.

It was quiet, in the Pegasus class landing ship...

The Exiled Witch, and the Lonely Devil... sat across from each other as they ate.

Their worlds were... gone.

Their friends... Their families...

Gone.

Suletta stared at her spoon mid-raise... staring at the tomato soup...

Mikazuki poked at a piece of potato that floated in his soup...

They had been 'fortunate' enough to have been saved from the end of their worlds by the admin of G-Universe... they had been 'lucky' enough to be given a ship and a lifetime's worth of supplies...

Then, automated systems beyond Ms. Sakura Slash's control exiled them, ship and all... to where they now drifted...

Gundam Calibarn... Gundam Barbatos Lupus Rex... both rested in their respective hangers...

Then proximity alarms began going off, and on instinct alone they both made for the hangar, the Witch pushing the Devil's wheelchair...

And launched.

After meeting with the fox-like person Crimson-1 had introduced, Ayre decided to let her stay at her apartment until she could find a place of her own...

Its nothing much to write home about, aside from a small shrine in a corner of the room, it seems like a normal, cheap apartment near Tracen.

Dottore waits for the PMC army under his new employ to arrive at the Seraph Launch Facility. A number of EB-06 Graze-Standard Mobile Suits stand as statues against the walls, giving the ultra-large hangar/garage bay a more regal look.

He smiles as they arrive one-by-one.

"Well then, gentlemen, shall we get started?"

u/URA-pmc

The data Dottore had pulled from the mobile armor Hashmal was the final piece of a project that had started with the casualties of the Evil Rice Shower Massacre.

Seventy Two Gundam Frames, Seventy Two chimeric clones, enhanced and augmented with DNA and technology from other worlds. Dottore would combine them, and create something new.

A living weapon, The Type-G Uma. Sure the DNA splicing diluted the viltrumite and sayain DNA abilities sure, but they were still present enough to make his weapons into threats.

Alas, in the case of some of his new weapons, it seems bad-luck and a lack of true experience has left them... abandoned.

Current Active Type-G Uma:

Bael: Active/Rogue

Barbatos: MIA post 2nd Impact

Gusion: Incap post Sachiel attack

Murmur: MIA

Astaroth: Incap post Project PUa conclusion

Gremory: Active/Dottore

Flauros: Comatose at Tracen Infirmary

After bidding Flauros farewell for the day, Bael decided to find a certain Rubiconian for aid.

Afterall, she had recieved a message that her damaged wing was finally repaired.

Yet in doing so, she would miss another of her siblings, Gusion Rebake, being brought into the infirmary missing an arm and a leg from the Angel Attack by Sachiel...

The two meet outside one of Tracen's many workshops. And the two speak.

Ayre: "it took a while, but I was able to replace the parts that the fire destroyed. All I need to do now is re-attach it to your mount and you should be clear to fly again. Was there anything else you needed?"

Bael: "Yeah, you remember mermaid right?"

Ayre: "How could I not? She's the one behind those death games is she not?"

Bael's voice gets quiet to avoid any eavesdroppers, "I listened in on today's Security department roll call, TSD is supposedly working WITH Mermaid to go after a group called Uma-X. I've given them warning via a burner, but im not sure if it'll be enough. It seems to be a personal grudge that TSD's leader is acting on, multiple members did voice objection, but I wouldnt trust TSD."

Ayre's brow furrows at the information, "I see... I'll put some Coral by one of their computers, see what i cam dig up. Now turn around so I can put this wing back on you okay?"

Bael does turn so that her wing can be reinstalled. And soon begins hovering in place to test it out.

Bael: "Gyroscopes are working, no faults in any of my sensors either... You do good work Ayre... thank you."

With that, Bael takes off. Leaving Ayre to continue on her day.

AND NOBODY CAN STOP ME!!!

*It had awakened at the detection of of Ahab Waves Iok's Reginlaze emitted, swiftly freeing itself from its stony prison via Beam Weapon fire. But before it could do anything else an instability in space-time itself whisked it away in a singularity, depositing it on this empty Earth beneath a starry sky.*

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*It looks into the sky as the fabricator within it hums to life, and begins wandering the earth, its Ahab Reactors emitting a wave-like signal visible from orbit*

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`Astrological and Atmospheric scans complete... stars and Atmospheric content match TARGET: EARTH... No sign of TARGET: HUMAN detected... initiating PLUMA construction, initiating patrol subroutine.`

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*with aid from the odd Rubiconian Ayre, Dottore was able to pull a set of photos from the late Dantsu's phone; one of Evil Rice pulling a blade, another with her swinging the blade down at Dantsu with red eyes instead of blue, and a final photo of tendrils spilling from Evil Rice's Nose and Mouth as she is splashed with Dantsu's blood.*

*He recognizes the tendrils from stolen testimonies from Ribbon Carol, Apple Jack, and Bizkit, and now seeks them out for questioning.*

I'm not sure if the Graze survived...

*A lady in red and white enters Tracen Academy, and travels its halls with a memorized ease! Yet you dont remember having seen her before... her voice is like a soft echo as she speaks.*

"Everything is so big now... Raven, if only you were here with me..."

//Ayre's mission to retrieve the Prime Core of Amalgamous Prime has proven successfull in the most blessed of ways! The Coral Lady of Rubicon now has a human form!!!

*Dottore walks through the halls of the space-bound infirmary, seeking a specific patient of his before he finds and enters the patient's room.*

"I have a progress report for you, Ms. Broly..."

<<Dont you see! A mere million lives to save 10 times the number!>>