LeThiAnh Posted February 27, 2013 Share Posted February 27, 2013 this has probably already been answered somewhere in this huge thread, but are all the parent-child convos the same? it looks like all the father, lucina/morgan mother and father, and morgan/lucina sibling convos are basically the same, which is kind of disappointing but understandable. are there exceptions? They are literally the same save for a very small number of lines. Inigo, for example, changed one line from his dialogue with Chrom as his father. I compared it with Lon'qu. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
shadowofchaos Posted February 27, 2013 Share Posted February 27, 2013 (edited) BTW, I've finished the main support conversation page on the wiki, as well as both Avatar's support pages. I'll try and add another male and female page soon. Glad to see those default classes sprites I gave you were finally implemented. XD Let me guess, you're gonna ask me for map sprite animations next: Edit: You little crap. You finished MaleMU's support with Olivia first. XD Edited February 27, 2013 by shadowofchaos Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lumino Posted February 28, 2013 Share Posted February 28, 2013 (edited) I am not the person who resverved this support. But the main post said it wasn't posted yet, and it is one of my favorites. So I registered just to post it for you. Here's hoping you enjoy. EDIT: Should have looked harder it seems. It got put up a few days ago and I totally missed it. OH WELL. [spoiler=Morgan(M) x Nah (2nd Gen. Romantic][spoiler=C Support]Morgan: Hmm? Hey, that's Nah...Why is she all hunched over...? Nah: ..... Morgan: Nah! Are you all right? Nah: Um, yes? Should I not be? Morgan: You were hunched over! Are you sick? Nah: ...No, I was praying. Morgan: Praying? Nah: Yeah. Like this. You close your eyes, see? ...Well, keep yours open to watch. Nah: "Great and wise Naga, heed my prayer!" Nah: And then you offer up your prayer. Nah: Naga is an incredibly important deity to the manaketes. Nah: If you pray to her, she'll guide you to happiness. Morgan: Wow, sounds impressive! She must be awfully busy. Nah: Yes! But she still takes time to speak to my kind every so often. Morgan: Really? That's amazing! Nah: She spoke to me just now, actually. Morgan: Wow! What did she say? Nah: "Kids your age shouldn't stay up so late." Morgan: Ha ha! Your god is a real mother hen! Morgan: So, um, can I ask what you were praying for? Nah: I wished for happiness and peace in the world. Morgan: And did she respond? Nah: No. She never does when I ask for that. Morgan: Hmm, I see... Morgan: Maybe that's her way of saying we shouldn't rely on divine intervention. Morgan: We need to build happiness and peace with our own hands! Nah: Hmm... Maybe so. That's certainly a very Morgan-like interpretation. Nah: You're always so gung ho and optomistic. Morgan: Better to have more hope then less, I always say! Nah: No arguments there! [spoiler=B Support] Nah: O great and wise Naga... Morgan: Oh hey, it's Nah... Nah: ..... Morgan: She's hard at prayer again today. Nah: ..... Nah: ...That should do it. Nah: Oh! Hello, Morgan. Morgan: Hey there. Any responses from Naga today? Nah: Yes, but not exactly the revelation I was hoping for. Nah: She asked me for more offerings! Morgan: Oh? Hey, what do you offer a jealous god anyway? Fatted calves and such? Nah: Naga is not a jealous god! Nah: ...And I was told to bring a flower. Morgan: Oh? Any particular kind? Nah: Naga's bell. It blooms once every 200 years, and only beneath a full moon. Nah: ...That's what the legends say, at least. I've never seen one for myself. Nah: They only grow in remote, craggy terrain far removed from human settlement. Morgan: Wow. That's a pretty tall order. Very specific too. Nah: It's supposed to be near impossible to find. Nah: I'm afraid Naga's given me a doozy this time... Nah: But you can't exactly ignore a direct request from a deity, right? Morgan: Say, do you want help looking for it? Nah: That would be great, Morgan. Nah: But at the moment...I don't even know where to start looking. Nah: Give me a little time to come up with an idea, all right? Morgan: Hey, yeah! And I'll find some dusty old tomes to read. ...Just in case. [spoiler=A Support] Morgan: Hey, Nah! I was looking for you. Nah: Er, sorry, Morgan. Nah: I stopped to pray a while ago, and Naga told me not to move from this spot. Morgan: Hmm. Interesting. Morgan: ...Maybe that was because she saw THIS coming! Nah: Huh? Morgan: Ta-dah! Nah: Oh my gosh! That's the Naga's bell I was ordered to find as an offering! Morgan: Ding ding ding! Correct! You win a meat pie! Morgan: ...Oh, and the flower. Here. Nah: Morgan, where...? How did you...? I...I'm absolutely stunned! Nah: How did you know where to find one? They're legendarily impossible to find. Nah: And even then, they're supposed to grow only along high crags and cliffs! Morgan: I guess I just got lucky. I found it entirely by accident, really. Morgan: Just walking down the road, minding my own business, and there it was. Morgan: I plucked it up on the off chance this was your flower, and what do you know? Morgan: I guess sometimes they take pity on us and sprout up right under our noses! Nah: ...Do they? Morgan: Yup! Pretty fortunate thing, huh? Maybe Naga sent us a bit of good luck. Nah: Well, thank you for doing this, Morgan. I'm sure she'll be pleased, I know I am! Morgan: Well, if you're happy, I'm happy! Morgan: Let's hope Naga will decide to grant that prayer of yours now! Nah: I'm sure the message will get through with this! Morgan: ...Anyway, I should get back to work. So long, Nah! Nah: Good-bye, and thanks again! *Morgan Leaves* Nah: Oh Morgan, you generous fool. Don't think I didn't notice those cuts and bruises... [spoiler=S Support]Nah: Morgan! Morgan: Heya, Nah! Still chattin' up the big lady upstairs? Nah: No. I got what I was asking for. Morgan: Oh! Well, congratulations! That's wonderful! Morgan: Er, wait. You were asking for world peace and happiness, weren't you? Morgan: ...Did I miss something? Cause I'm pretty sure the bad guys are still trying to kill us. Nah: ...Oh no. I meant my other request. Morgan: You had a second wish? What was it? Nah: ...For the person I love to love me back. Nah: But now there's no need to ask Naga, because he cared for me all along. Morgan: Oh, that's... That's great, Nah. Morgan: But, hey I don't think I can... Er, it would be rude to pry any further. Nah: No! I want you to hear this! Nah: ...I Nah: I'm in love with you, Morgan! Morgan: ...What?! Nah: When I saw how you'd risked your life to find the Naga's bell for me, I... Nah: I was overjoyed to know you cared! Nah: Even Naga is happy! ...She told me the flower was delicious. Morgan: Really? That's great news! Morgan: And I'm really, really happy to hear you saying all this to me, Nah. Morgan: ...Still feels a little ticklish coming out and saying I love you, though. Nah: But you've said it through so much more then just words, Morgan. Nah: When you handed me that flower, I could feel it rushing through me like a wave! Morgan: Good... I'm glad. Morgan: B-but words are still important, too, so lemme try those too: I love you, Nah! Nah: I love you, too! Morgan: ...Yeah, that's gonna take a while to get used to. But it feels good! Morgan: So, um, did Naga have anything to say about all this? Nah: Hold on, I'll ask. Nah: ..... Nah: ...She said to get a room. Morgan: Ha! I'd say that counts as giving us her blessing! Nah: I would say so! Edited February 28, 2013 by Lumino Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
LeThiAnh Posted February 28, 2013 Share Posted February 28, 2013 Edit: You little crap. You finished MaleMU's support with Olivia first. XD Shouldn't you be jumping over joy over that? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RedStar Posted February 28, 2013 Share Posted February 28, 2013 Next Support Coming up. Nothing better than a support between two people with completely different objectives. The Sweet Lover, and always-ready scientist/mage. Gaius x Miriel [spoiler=Gaius and Miriel] [spoiler= c ] G:Hey, a pack of cards! Don't tell me there was a game on and I didn't get invited. Crivens, I haven't dealt in quite some time. *Shuffle* Heh heh, I guess old Gaius Nimble Fingers can still tickle the deck when he wants. M:What was that? G:Wargh! Don't sneak up on folk like that! Cripes, I darn near bit my tongue... Anyway, I was just fiddling with these cards. Used to be quite the player back in the day. That is, until one fateful evening... The evening I wagered and lost the finest crowberry tart I ever saw. The horrific memory haunts me to this day, and ever since, I've sworn off gamb- M:I was not inquiring about your own personal failings. I wanted to know how you made that card vanish into the ether. G:What card? M:That card that was in your hand a moment ago. The one with a regent's image. I saw it clearly, but now it is notwhere to be found. G:Oh, that? Heh heh? Just a little trick I learned on my travels. See? That card's in my right hand... Then I flip it like so... Presto! It's in my left! M:Fascinating! Yuo seem to have mastered the legendary art of teleportation. G:What? Er, no, it just sleight of hand. Anyone can do it with enough practice. M:...Sleight of hand? I am not familiar with that particular discipline. G:It's all about deceiving the eye and fooling the senses. For example... Ta-daaaaa! I just made a card appear out of nowhere. ...OR so it seems.But I was actuall just hiding it in my sleeve. M:Ah, I see. What an amusing hobby. Do you have any other oricks? I would be interested to see more. G:Interested enough to give me, say, three peach pastries in exchange? [spoiler= b ] M:Gaius, I would like to observe more of this sleight of hand of yours. G:Sorry, Specs. You saw every trick I know. Besides, I don't want to do more, anyway. M:...Spects? Ah yes, a reference to my eyewear. How very amusing. But why do you not wish to demonstrate more of your talen? It is quite singular. G:Because you see right throught my tricks. It spoils the fun! "Ah, Gaius! You hav eplaced the card inside your codpiece!" "I say, Gaius! That coin can be located behind your third knuckle!" It's seriously demotivating. M:I admit that I would be a difficult person to fool in this regard. Years of training have honed my powers of observation into a sharply pointed rapier. G:Er, wait! You actually practice looking at stuff? M:Of course, It is an invaluable tool for any serious practitioner of science. The first lesson of observation is that you cannot trust your perceptions. Sensory impressions are mere constructs and easily distorted by preconceptions. G:Sooooo, folks see whay they want to see, but you taught yourself not to? M:The human mind can accomlish anything if one is sufficiently diligent. G:Got it. That explains why I can't fool you. Well then, maybe it's time to get serious. M:Please explain. G;Well, I've been holding this one back. In fact, I wasn't going to show you... But as you've won every round so far, I reckon it's time to play my trump card. M:I did not realized we were engaged in a competition. G:Look, Specs, whenever you figure out one of my tricks, that means I lose. And if I lose, I have to give your pastries back. That just honorable. But this trick is veeey special. So if you can't figure it out... You have to buy me a treacle pie from the best baker in town. Deal? All right, here goes! M:It had not occurred to me that you might conside the pastries some form of wager... But very well, then. I accept. Show me your trick. [spoiler= a ] M:Dear me, Gaius. You look very low today. G:If you're here to gloat, get on with it and then leave me alone. I'm out of tricks, SPecs. I got nothing. Zero. Zilch. Nada. Ix-nay. I don't even have anymore sweets to wager. M:Truly? You are completely out? I'd thought you to have a secret stash. G:Raided it last night. Cleaned it out in an eyeblink, I did. I've never been this long without sugar! I think I'm having heart palpitations. M:You misunderstand. I was speaking not of sweets, but of card tricks. G:Oh. Well, you bled me dry on those, too. M:Interesting. Perhaps then yoju could think up some new ones. G:Oh, yeah, sure. I'll just reach down and pull'em out of my... Look, why are you so interested in my card tricks, anyway? It's not like I ever mangage to fool you. M:It is a difficult reason to put into words, but I shall atempt it. I found our competition to be stimulating. Almost thrilling, in point of fact. MY senses were heightened like never before. It was a truly zesty experience! G:Oh? You seemed pretty bored to me. M:I assure you, I was not. Your enthusiasm for the game was quite infectious. My skin tingled, my heart raced, and I noted a dozen other signs of excitement besides. G:So there IS a bit of passion behind that logical exterior of yours. M:That would be fair proposition, yes. G:Oh, yeah. That passionjust comes shining through... Tell you what, Specs... If you like playing that much, I'll try to conjure up some more tricks. All right? I may just have a couple of ideas... [spoiler= S ] G:Hey, Specs. I've got one. ...A new trick, that is. Care to play? M:There is nothing I would rather do at this moment. G:So, I have a white handkerchief here, yes? Just a normal, everyday item. Now if you would be so kind, please drape it over your hand. M:Like this? G:Good. Now I'll just lift it off and... M:Interesting. You have caused a ring to appear in the palm of my hand. G:Do you know why it's there? N:Because a ring is small and easy to conceal, thus lending the rick credence? G:Uh, no. That' s not what I- I don't mean HOW it got there. I mean WHY. M:Ah. I think I understand your meaning now. G:Well, let me tell you the "why" first. Because...there last few weeks have been the most fun I've ever had. I'm serious, Miriel. Even when I lost pastries, I was just happy to be near you. Maybe it's the competition, or maybe it's just that you're beautiful. I'm not sure. But anyway, I was thinking maybe you might feel the same way, and so... M:You need not explain more. G:But I haven't finished my speech yet. M:I am most fascinated by this zest for competition you claim to have developed. ...And the comment about beauty did not hurt your cause either. At any rate, I believ ours to be a relationship worthy of further study. A marriage contract would suit my purposes very much indeed. G:Th-that's great. I mean, really! Fantastic! M:Now, Gaius... G:Yes, dear? M:Will you show me how you managed to place the ring on the palm of my hand? G:This better not be the only reason you said yes... Gambling in the name of science! 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TheGreatOld Posted February 28, 2013 Share Posted February 28, 2013 I got the next part for Gaius x Owain(son). I'll post it tomorrow. Sorry if I've been slow. Life problems. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
pichupal Posted February 28, 2013 Author Share Posted February 28, 2013 Updated. Going slow. Still need to post my supports. Sorry for being rudely blunt. Don't forget to read the first post for procedures on posting claimed conversations - PM the original claimer and wait. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
LeThiAnh Posted February 28, 2013 Share Posted February 28, 2013 By the way, is anyone going to finish Inigo's support with Olivia? I noticed that it's unfinished and...remained unfinished. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
VizTheShiz Posted February 28, 2013 Share Posted February 28, 2013 Got some more generic family stuff involving Morgan(F), Inigo, and Avatar(M). [spoiler=Morgan(F) x Inigo (Sibling Support)][spoiler=Support C]Morgan Let's see here... Birthday? May 5th... Favorite colors? Blue and purple... Favorite food? Probably bear meat... Inigo What are you mumbling about over there, Morgan? Morgan Least favorite food? Veggies, apparently. Don't seem to mind them now, though... Inigo Morgan! Morgan Oh! Inigo?! Guess I was pretty out of it to miss my own brother paying a visit! Did you need something? Inigo Just wondering what you were chanting over there... You practicing some new magic incantations or something? Morgan Nope! Just going back over my notes on what you told me about myself I was hoping they'd hold some clue that might help spark my memory. Heh. It's kind of crazy how much you know about me, huh? Like, I really once got five nosebleeds in the same day? I have no memory of that at all. AT ALL! Ha ha ha! I can just imagine... Inigo Well, you're still as cheerful, that's for sure. And as talkative as ever... Morgan I am? I mean, I was?! Hmm, now that you mention it, that does sound...right, somehow. ...Heh. Everything still feels funny. Even you being my brother hasn't really clicked. Inigo If you think it's strange for you, imagine how I feel... My kid sister starts talking to me like a stranger, asking questions about herself... I had no idea how to even interact with you. It was pretty rough, but I got used to it. Morgan Heh, yeah... Sorry about that. But that's just another reason why I'm working hard to get my memories back. Once I do, nobody will have to feel weird or awkward around me again. Pretty noble, huh? I'm such a sweet, selfless girl! Inigo Heh, and so humble as well... In any case, I'm happy to try and help you get those memories back however I can. Someday soon I bet we'll be able to laugh about all the old times--now included! Morgan Heh, right! [spoiler=Support B]Inigo Whew! Another long day of combat... I'm bushed. Think I'll hit the hay ear...ly? Is someone passed out over there? Wait, is that Morgan?! Morgan Nn...nngh... Inigo Morgan! Morgan, are you all right?! What happened?! Morgan ...Wha--?! Inigo! Wh-what am I doing here? Was I asleep?! I don't even remember feeling tired... Oh right! I was bashing that huge tome against my head when I blacked out. That explains why my face hurts so bad... Inigo Bashing your... Morgan, why in the WORLD would you do that?! Wait, were you trying to get your memories back? Morgan Well, yeah! Obviously. If you ever saw me bludgeoning myself just for fun, I hope you'd put a stop to it... Inigo I'll stop you even if it's NOT just for fun, you nitwit! Look, I know you want your memories back, but please... Don't do anything reckless. Morgan ...But I want to be able to talk with you about old times again. Inigo I know, Morgan, and I want that, too. But more than that, I want you safe. I may just be another stranger to you, but to me, you're family. In the future, with Mother and Father gone, it was just the two of us. You're all I had, Morgan... I don't know what I'd do if anything happened to you. Morgan All right. I'm sorry, Inigo. Inigo Just as long as you understand. Morgan ...Heh, that felt really siblingy just now. Don't you think? Me messing up and you scolding me felt... I don't know, it felt really plausible! Maybe if you keep it up, I'll remember something! Inigo You... really think so? Morgan Yeah! Oh yeah, this will totally work! So go on, keep yelling! C'mon, scream at your amnesiac sister, Inigo! Inigo I... I'm not really comfortable with- Morgan Hey, why don't you use the tome, too? Come on, don't hold back. Really wallop me with that thing! Maybe the simultaneous physical and mental shock will jar some memories loose! It's gotta be twice as effective as either one by itself, right? That's just basic science. Inigo Good night, Morgan... [spoiler=Support A]Inigo Hey, Morgan. I'm headed into town. Want to come along? Morgan I'd love to! Is there something in particular you need? Inigo I might pick up a couple of things, yeah. But mostly I think there's something YOU need. Morgan It doesn't have to do with getting my memories back, does it? Inigo The opposite, really. Maybe there's no need to worry about your memories. Morgan That...makes no sense. Inigo I'll be honest--it does hurt to know you've forgotten me. But...maybe it's better to build new memories than to worry about old ones. Morgan What do you mean? Inigo I've been thinking about this a lot. Why you might have lost your memories, I mean. And I'm wondering if you didn't have some awful memory you couldn't bear to keep. .... I know I've got a few. I see a lot of faces, you know? People we couldn't save... Morgan ...... I'm sorry you have to bear those dreadful memories, Inigo... Inigo Look, this is just a theory, and even if it's true, it's not like you did it consciously. But I do think that getting your memories back might not necessarily be a good thing. Morgan Hmm... I understand, and believe me, I appreciate the thought... But I want to remember things, no matter how painful they are. Because I'm sure there'll be plenty of great memories mixed in with the bad ones. And the truth, whatever it is... I really want to have that back, you know? Inigo Well, if you're sure, then I'm happy to help. Morgan That's really kind of you, Inigo, but do you truly realize what you're saying? I mean, it could be years before I remember anything. Or decades. Heck, there's a decent chance I may never get my memories back at all. I don't want to drag you into something that could last forever. Inigo I'm already stuck with you forever, you goof. I'm your brother! We're family--memories or no. You couldn't keep me away. Morgan Inigo, I... *sniff* Thank you! I'll do everything I can! Inigo Then start by coming with me into town. Morgan Huh? But you said that doesn't have to do with getting my memories back. Inigo Hey, there's no rule that says you can't have a little fun while you try. And there's certainly no rule against making happy new memories, either. You're young! Live a little! There'll be plenty of time to worry later. Morgan Right... You're right! Thanks, Brother! [spoiler=Avatar(M) x Inigo (Parent Support)][spoiler=Support C]Inigo Ugh, Father! That gorgeous girl was just about to say yes to a date! JUST about to! Did you really have to drag me off like that?! Avatar We have a battle to prepare for, Inigo. Everyone else is ready to march. If you're mad, be mad at yourself for losing track of time. Inigo Oh, heh heh heh... Whoops... All right, time to go trounce some enemies and find a village lass to reward my efforts! Avatar ...... Inigo You're staring, Father. Is there something on my face? Avatar No. I just... I was wondering if you were like this in the future as well. Inigo Depends on what you mean by "like this," I suppose. Avatar For someone who came from an apocalyptic hellscape, you're awfully carefree. Seems like you haven't a care in the world past whose bed you'll be sharing tonight. Lucina's so driven and serious... It's strange you don't have any of that purpose. Inigo No purpose?! I'll have you know I'm EXTREMELY driven! Avatar Is that so? Inigo Indeed! I will not rest until every woman in the realm swoons at just hearing my name! Avatar ...Your purpose in life is to be popular with girls? You literally traveled across time...to be popular with girls?! Inigo To be popular with ALL girls. Genius, I know. But stop, Father. You're making me blush. Avatar I... I don't even know what to say. Inigo What? It never bothered you when Mother would blush in front of you! Avatar No, that's not what... Where do I even begin? Suddenly I'm feeling very tired... I'm going on ahead. Inigo ...... ...Not a care in the world, huh? Not a thought in my head, he means! For being such a softy with everyone else, he sure doesn't pull any punches with me... [spoiler=Support B]Inigo Ow! This one's pretty bad. I can't go back to camp like this... Avatar Something wrong, Inigo? Everyone else has already headed back. Inigo F-Father?! Er, I just...though I saw a cute milkmaid at the edge of the battlefield! Avatar ...You're a worse liar than your mother. It's obvious your leg is wounded. Inigo It's fine, it's-GYAAAH! Ow! Ow, ow ow! No, don't touch it! Don't touch it! Avatar This is a serious injury, Inigo! Why didn't you say something? Inigo What, and ruin my reputation? The ladies want Inigo the Invincible. Avatar Gods, ENOUGH, Inigo! Inigo ...Father? Avatar You can barely walk, and you're still thinking about girls?! Be serious for once! Really, why did you travel back from the future? Lucina fights so hard, but you... Honestly, I'm disappointed. You have no idea what it means to be at war. Inigo ...... You don't know a damned thing! You're the one who's clueless, Father! Avatar Wh-what? Inigo Do you think I'd be out here if I were ONLY after girls? Out here fighting every day, wondering if this is the time I don't make it home?! Avatar Inigo, I didn't- Inigo You may think me a dandy and a fool, but a lot of people depended on me in the future. Every day, I was out there fighting Risen and risking my life. With everyone looking to me to be strong, I had no choice. I HAD to be invincible. I couldn't complain or show any weakness. Not with everyone else struggling in that damn war-torn wasteland... Even with you and Mother gone, I had to pretend I was fine. That I wasn't hurting. I had to fight every day of my sorry life and wear a smile while I did it! Avatar ...... Inigo ...You said I looked like I didn't have a care in the world? Well, sorry to tell you, but that's not all the case at all. I smile and joke around because I don't want to show the world any weakness... If that disappoints you...then I guess you'll just have to be disappointed. Avatar Inigo, listen... Inigo That said, I do appreciate the concern... I'll get the leg looked at. Avatar ...... I... I had no idea... [spoiler=Support A]Avatar Inigo? I wanted to speak with you. Inigo Hey, Father! Here, have a look! My leg's all healed, see? Avatar That's good, Son. Inigo Thanks for making me get it looked at. ...And...I'm sorry to have worried you. Avatar No, I'M sorry. For what I said. It was...insensitive.... You've been fighting with all you've got. I had no right to criticize you. Inigo Pfft, you still thinking about that? Ancient history. Plus...it was my fault, too. Avatar Still... Inigo Seriously, it's fine! Cheer up! Avatar Huh? Inigo You always seem so gloomy lately. Let's see a smile for once! Avatar Ah ha ha! Stop that! S-stop! It really tickles! Ha ha ha! Inigo Ha ha, there it is! That's better! I didn't come all this way to see you mope around, you know? Avatar ...That was why you came back? To make me happy? Inigo Well..yeah. You, and me, and everybody. The whole world, I guess. Anyway, I suppose I'm okay telling you that now. Avatar You can tell me anything. Inigo You say that now, but I don't want to hear any complaints once I get going! I may be all smiles on the outside, but I'm actually pretty sensitive. And pessimistic. ...Oh, and I cry at the drop of a hat. Whenever a girl turns me down, I'm a complete mess for days. Avatar Ha! You can stop kidding now, Inigo. I'm already smiling. Inigo Oh, I'm not kidding... All the stuff about the girls-it was never a part of the act. Avatar Well, that's fine...in moderation, of course. You're a strong man, Inigo, and I couldn't be prouder of you. But no one is invincible, and you shouldn't pretend to be. If something's wrong, come to me. We'll figure it out together. Inigo Father... I knew you loved me, but... Oh, thank you! Avatar Waugh! N-neck! Inigo, my neck! Too tight! C-can't breathe! Inigo I-it's your own fault! I don't think you've ever said anything like that to me before! And listen-the same goes for you. Whatever the problem, I'll help. I'll be damned if I'm going to lose you twice. Avatar And I'll be damned if I'm ever going to lose such a wonderful son. The differences are tiny as always, but they're there nonetheless. I swear. I really wish they had made unique dialogue for each and every situation, but MAN that would have been a lot of dialogue. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ike of Paris Posted February 28, 2013 Share Posted February 28, 2013 (edited) I have to finish posting Noire x Morgan (Sister) But here is Donny x Brady and Mariebell x Donny [spoiler= Maribelle x Brady] [spoiler=Maribelle x Brady C] M: Now, repeat after me: "My name is Brady. Pleased to meet your acquaintance." B: .... M: Did you hear me? "My name is Brady. Pleased to meet your acquaintance." B:.. The name's Brady. Pleased to make your acquaintance. M: "My name IS," Brady. Not "The name's." Now, "My mother's name is Maribelle." Go ahead, darling. Try it. B: My ma... Er, my mother. Aw, nuts Ma! Yer crazy if you think I'm puttin' up with this crap! M: Don't you dare walk out on me, young man! B: Ma, we're at war here. Ya know? With killin' and all that malarkey? If you want to teach me something, teach me some tricks with a staff. M: I'll teach nothing of the sort to a boor who scoffs at the value of proper language! B: Why not? M: A person's words reflect their character. B: So anyone who speaks a little rough is some kinda knuckle dragger? Ain't that a little simplistic? M: Unrefined language shows a lack of concern for how one comes across to others. It demonstrates a lack of respect and is ample cause to judge someone. B: Why ya always gotta be so hardheaded about everything? M: Better a hard head than a brain full of mush!I'd sooner choose my words carefully than speak rashly and regret it. B: Sounds like somebody screwed up in the past, yeah? Who'd ya piss off? M: Really, must your EVERY phrase be vulgar. It should be "WHOM did you piss off," Brady. ...Go on, repeat it for yourself. B: Uh, something tells me that still ain't entirely proper speech... [spoiler= Maribelle x Brady B] B: Huh... Never knew that... M: Good day, Brady. What are you reading? B: Oh! N-nothing, Ma. M: Don't tell me it's something salacious! B: What?! No! I don't even know what that word means! M: Give that here this minute! Let me see... "Proper Diction: A Beginners Guide" ? B:... Happy now? I was gonna surprise ya after I learned how to talk all pretty. M: Brady, you... B: Anyway, what of it?! I'm only doin' it what to get ya off my case! M: Brady, this book is designed for seven years or younger... B: WHAT?! But it's so tough! M: I never imagined things were this grim... B: L-look, I just wanted to review the basics, yeah? You're always harpin' on the basics! M: Yes, they're paramount, naturally. But still... Chapter one: "Your Friend, the Noun!"... This is honestly where you're starting? B: H-hey, get off my case! I don't need this ! I talk just fine anyway, yeah? Forget all this! I'm'a make like pants and split! M: Goodness. Just what manner of education did my future self offer that boy? [spoiler= Maribelle x Brady A] B: Indeed, I discussed the matter a fortnight past with Robin. Was I remiss in notifying you? M: Brady!? The voice is yours, but the words... B: I completed my reading of "Proper Diction: A Master's Guide" yesterday evening. M: Yes. I heard from many people... Frankly, the entire camp is terrified. B: I can only hope my more eloquent locution better conforms to your ideal son, Mother. Now, in further news of the day, I feel that we must allow for... *Gaaaaaaasp* M: Are you all right?! What is it?! B: How do you breathe, Ma?! Talkin' like that damn near suffocated me! I seriously thought I might pass out. M: .... B: I mean, uh, speaking in that manner nearly caused me to be overcome?... From lack of respiration? M: Nice try, darling. B: Aw, horse apples! Ain't no good, Ma. The words just don't fit into my mouth. I feel like I'm gonna chomp my own tongue off here. M: Brady, I'm just so very pleased you even bothered to make the effort. But it's time I stopped forcing my ideals on other people. You can think and act responsibly without thinking and acting like me. B: You're creepin' me out here, Ma. Why the sudden about-face? M: That's just it: Your sudden about-face creeped ME out. B: Right?! ...Wait, hey! Did you just call me creepy? M: Hmm, did I? B: I only did all that speakin' junk cause ya kept telling me to. M: I know, sweetheart. And I'm so very proud of my little honey bear. B: Gah, okay, stop! You're welcome, so just stop! M: Ah! Seems I've discovered another way to motivate you... Boo-Boo-Bear. B: No more, Ma! I'm beggin' ya! Brady x Donnel [spoiler= Brady x Donnell] [spoiler= Brady x Donnell A] B: Tea's ready. It's the, uh... The whatsit kind. From that place. You know, the expensive junk. D: Um... B: Well...? Whaddya waitin' for? A royal invitation? It's all set and ready to go- just the way you ya like it. D: Uh, Brady? B: Let's step it up, old-timer! Tea ain't gettin' any hotter! D: Oh, right. S-sorry... *sip* ...But, Brady? B: Yeah? D: Why'd ya say "just the way I like it" ? I hardly ever drink tea. B: Whaddya mean? You drink it every day. You never miss teatime. D: Shucks, I've had the odd cup here'n there, but I ain't never had "teatime" in m'life. B: ...WHAT?! Ma told me to join ya in your daily tea ritual! Even gave detailed instructions! Wait... Did she make it all up? D: Welp, I recokon she must've 'cause I don't even know what a "tea ritual" is. B: That dirty... I bet she's laughing her head off right now! D: Er, what exactly did she tell ya? B: Oh, don't you worry. I'm gonna have me a nice, long chat with dear ol' Ma! You just sit there and drink your damn tea. So long, old-timer! ...Oh, and set this on top of the pot. It keeps the tea warm. D: ...Since when did my life get so strange? Edited March 2, 2013 by Ike of Paris Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fayt Posted February 28, 2013 Share Posted February 28, 2013 [spoiler=Cynthia x Brady (2nd Gen. Romantic][spoiler=C Support]Cynthia: Hmm... No, that can't be it... Brady: You all right there, Cynthia? Cynthia: Hmm? Oh! Yes, sorry, Brady. It's just that the strangest thing's been happening lately. Brady: Oh yeah? Cynthia: Someone keeps coming to my aid in battle. Brady: That don't sound so strange. We all help each other out, yeah? Cynthia: Yes, but this is... different. If I'm hurt, a vulnerary will drop out of the sky in front of me! Or an enemy will be thundering toward me and get knocked off their horse by a rock! Brady: Y-yeah, that's...strange, all right. Never heard that one before... Cynthia: I know, right?! I'm going to track down whoever is doing it during the next battle. Brady: No, don't! ........ I mean, uh, don't you think that's kind of unnecessary? They're helping you, right? Maybe they just wanna be... I dunno? All anonymous-like? Cynthia: Hmm... You're right in that many heroes prefer to operate in secret... Brady: Don't do it... Don't do it... Cynthia: Sorry, what? I can't quite make out what you're mumbling over there. Brady: Me? H-heck, I ain't sayin' nothin'! .... I'm just tired. ... That was a yawn. 'Sides, how are you going to track down your hero with no clues? And even if you find 'em, what then? You know what they say about gift horses. Cynthia: But I've always wanted to discover a hero's secret identity! Hmm... Perhaps I can narrow it dow a bit... It has to be someone in camp, right? Brady: Oh, I dunno. Could be anyone, really. Either way, fretting over it ain't gonna give you answers. You oughta just say boo to the whole thing and be done with it. [spoiler=B Support]Brady: Heya, Cynthia. Cynthia: Oh. Hello. Brady: Something wrong? You're usually...louder. Cynthia: Remember what I told you before? About my secret protector? Brady: Er, someone's been helping you out in combat and whatnot, right? Cynthia: Well, ever since then, they've been awfully clever about covering their tracks. Brady: Y-yeah? How do you mean? Cynthia: Well, they always show up just when I'm in danger, right? And I figured that was the perfect time to catch a glimpse! So lately, whenever I was in trouble, I started looking around wildly! Brady: That seems like a really terrible idea... Cynthia: So in the last battler, I look over my shoulder and see a huge wall of smoke... And then, while I'm watching, a stone comes flying out and hits my enemy! My protector is using smoke screens! That is SO COOL! Brady: Yeah, that's... That's wild. Ha ha...ha. Cynthia: It's like they're just hell-bent on remaining anonymous. Brady: Certainly sounds like it... Cynthia: But why the need for the secrecy if we're both fighting for the same side? Honestly, the more they hide, the more I want to discover who it is! Brady: Like I said, as long as they're helpin', it don't really matter, right? Cynthia: Of course it matters, silly. I need to know who to thank! Brady: But what if they ain't lookin' to be thanked? Cynthia: Every hero should be recognized for outstanding heroic deeds! That's item four of the Justice Cabal code. Brady: I, uh... I ain't familiar with that one. Cynthia: All right then. Next time I see smoke, I'm going to charge right into it! Brady: You got rocks in your head! What if it's just a fire?! [spoiler=A Support]Cynthia: Ooh, Brady! Brady: Wh-what? Didja find somethin' out? Cynthia: Yes! ... Wait, how did you know? And why do you look so suspicious? Brady: H-hey! I can't help it! I was born with this ugly mug, all right? Cynthia: Ha ha! Sorry, I didn't mean any offense. Brady: So, what did you find out? Cynthia: Oh, right! Remember my phantom helper out on the battlefield? Brady: The one with the smoke screen? Cynthia: It was Lissa! Brady: .... Oh. Really? Cynthia: ... That's it? I thought you'd be shocked. I mean, she's not exactly a likely suspect. Brady: No, I... I guess she's not. Cynthia: I asked her why, and she said it was because I'm a danger to myself! Can you believe that? Talk about rude! And who is she to talk? She's so spacey, she could outstare a statue! Brady: You're kind of a matched pair that way. Makes sense you'd help each other out. Cynthia: Hey! Don't you start, too! Brady: Sorry! Sorry... Cynthia: Mostly I'm just glad the mystery is solved. It's been plaguing me for ages! Brady: Er, but it's only been happening for a week or two at mo-- Cynthia: Oh, shoot! I forgot I promised to help with the supply run! Gotta dash! Bye! Brady: Er, see you later! ... Cynthia. And she thinks Lissa's the spacey one? Oh man, that's fresh! ... Well, at least she bought the ruse. Looks like I owe Lissa a dinner. [spoiler=S Support]Cynthia: Brady? Brady: What's wrong, Cynthia? Cynthia: I owe you an apology. Brady: What? Why? Cynthia: Lissa told me. ... The truth, I mean. Brady: ... She did what?! Th-then you-- Cynthia: Know that it was really you helping me all those times? Yes, I know. Brady: I told her not to say anything! Why'd she have to open her big yap?! Cynthia: It's not her fault, really! I started quizzing her about all her secret hero moves, and she just cracked. Brady: Ya see? She did open her yapper, then! Ooh, I'm gonna have me a few wrods with that stool pigeon! Cynthia: Honestly, it's your fault for picking her. I mean, she's not exactly the type to take secrets to the grave, is she? Brady: ... Yeah...maybe not. Cynthia: So I just want to know why, Brady. Why be my anonymous savior? Brady: Aw, horse pucky. I ain't nobody's savior. I just couldn't stand to watch you chargin' around all reckless and stuff. You were bound to get hurt, and I couldn't bear to see it. You're like a little sister to me, Cynthia. Ya know? Cynthia: A sister? Oh, that's unfortunate. See, because... I don't think of you as a brother. Brady: Um... Yeah, well, ya know what? Just forget I ever said-- Cynthia: I was glad when I heard it was you. I like you, Brady...a lot. Like...a lot a lot. Knowing that the man I like had been watching over me made me... Well, it made me really happy. Brady: I'm sorry, Cynthia. I... Cynthia: No, I'M sorry! I didn't mean to... I dunno. Say all that, I guess. Brady: Ah, nuts, Cynthia! All that sister stuff was a bunch of hooey! I'm crazy for ya. Always have been! That's why I shadowed ya. I mean, sure, I wanted to keep you safe... But mostly I just wanted to be near ya, and I didn't have the guts to say it. Cynthia: Oh, this is the best day ever! I get the real answer to the mystery, PLUS the guy I like! Brady: Heh, it's a pretty good day for me, too. [spoiler=Morgan(M) x Noire (2nd Gen. Romantic][spoiler=C Support]Noire: Aah!Aiiieee! N-no, stop! STOP! STAY AWAY! Morgan: What?! ... That's Noire! Noire, hold on! Noire: Morgan, hurry! Heeeelp! Morgan: What's wrong?! Are we under attack?! Are you all right?! And, uh... Why are you squirming around like that? Noire: Buh... B-b-b-buh... Morgan: ... Buh? Noire: BUG! BACK! BUG ON MY BACK! Morgan: Hmm? Oh, will you look at that! It's a little red guy with black spots. Noire: J-just get it off me! Morgan: Aaaand... got it! Aww, up close it's so adorable! Noire: Augh, stop! Go! Get it out of here! It's crawling all over your hand! Morgan: All right, all right, it's outside now. Geez, Noire. I didn't think anyone could be scared of a little ol' ladybug. Noire: It doesn't scare you? It was ON you! Morgan: Oh, I don't mind. I love bugs! Noire: ... All bugs? Morgan: Hmm, I suppose there are probably some exceptions. Roaches and other creepy-crawlies that scuttle about in the dark are a bit gross. ... And giant fire-breathing scorpions aren't fun to be around. Noire: Even the tiniest bugs terrify me... Pathetic, isn't it? We're trying to win a war, and I can't even face down a bug. Morgan: I wouldn't call it pathetic, but I guess it's better not to be scared if you can help it. Noire: I know, right? Morgan, If I... If I asked you to help me get over my fear, would you do it? Morgan: You mean your bug phobia? Sure, why not? I'll go collect up a bunch of my favorites and show them to you. Once you've seen a whole mess of 'em, you'll be used to it. Problem solved! (Morgan leaves) Noire: M-maybe not...too many of them... Er, Morgan? Wait, Morgan, I... Hello? [spoiler=B Support]Morgan:Oh, Noire! Noire: Mmm? Hello, Morgan... Wh-what's in the big cage? Morgan: It's for you. Come here and take a nice, close look... Noire: Hmm? Why, what's in-- ... Hurrk! (Faints) Morgan: Noire? Noire, answer me! ... Oh no, you're frothing from the mouth! Gotta elevate your head... Noire: ... Nguh?! M-Morgan?! Wh-what happened? How long was I out? Morgan: A few minutes. You took one look at the insects I brought you and passed out. Noire: Insects...? Augh, the insects! I remember now! *shudder* W-wait. You brought them for me? Morgan: That was the plan, right? You wanted help getting used to the sight of them? I guess I set the bar a little high for our first attempt. Noire: I was expecting... I don't know, butterflies or something. Definitely not those black horned monstrosities! Morgan: Aren't they awesome?! I've got beetles with horns, other guys with pincers... Anybody who was ever a little boy knows these are the best bugs ever! So... Did you want another look? Noire: NO! No, that... won't be necessary, thank you. Morgan: No? These are some prime specimens. I'm pretty proud of 'em, but... Noire: I'm sorry, Morgan. I know you went to a lot of effort to catch these for me. But I don't know if I can get used to something I can't even look at. Morgan: No, no, I'm the one who should apologize. I think my selections were a bit off, given the audience. I should've started smaller. I'll come back once I've tracked down some cuter critters. Noire: Um, thank you? Morgan: Sure thing! I'll get started right away! But, hmm... Cute insects... Maybe start with butterflies and go from there? Just have to make sure I don't accicentally grab an Ylissean screeching moth! Ha ha! (Morgan leaves) Noire: Screeching... moth? They screech?! Wait a minute, why would a moth ever need to screech?! [spoiler=A Support]Morgan: Hey, Noire. Noire: Oh, hello, Morg--Wait. Why do you have a cage? ... What's in the cage, Morgan?! Morgan: Only the cutest of the most nonthreatening of bugs! ... Promise! Noire: And... How many of them? Hopefully not dozens like you brought last time... Morgan: Nope, I learned my lesson. I think there are maybe four or something? Didn't want you going all frothy and unconscious on me again. Anyway... Here you go! Noire: ...... Ah! They glow! Morgan: Yeah! The males of that species flash in the dark to attract mates. Noire: It's beautiful... I've never seen anything like it. Morgan: Good! I'd hoped you'd be all right with something like this. Noire: Oh my gosh... I could watch these little guys for hours! Morgan: That's great! Mission accomplished! (Buzzing sound) Morgan: ... Muh? What's that? Noire: ... That buzzing. What's making that sound? Morgan: Probably--and don't panic--but probably a gnat or fly or some tiny thing. Noire: It's very... Very, very, very, very, very, very... Morgan: Hmm? (Inner Demon Noire) Noire: Very, very IRRITATING! INSOLENT CREATURE! YOU PUNY GALLING FOOL OF AN INSECT! YOU DARE INVITE MY WRATH?! Morgan: Er... Noire?! Noire: Show yourself! Where is this hateful beast with the hubris to vex my ears?! Morgan: It's, uh... Ooh, there! Noire: NOW FACE YOUR IMPLACABLE FATE! Morgan: Ack! Good gods, watch out! (Back to normal) Noire: ... Ahhhhh. ... Huh? What did... Oh, YEARGH! Eeeeeeeeeew! What have I dooooooooooone?! Morgan: Ah ha ha ha ha! That was amazing! You just snatched it from the air and crushed it with your bare hand! I'd say that proves you've gotten over your bug troubles, Noire. Noire: No, I... I wasn't even thinking! My hand just shot out! Morgan: That proves your instinctive fear is gone! Noire: It... does? Morgan: Absolutely! Looks like you've got an iron constitution now when it comes to bugs. Noire: I... I do? M-maybe you're right, I... I do feel stronger! Morgan: Just keep acclimitizing yourself bit by bit, and you'll have no trouble at all. Don't even think about it. Just take it one encounter at a time! Noire: Oh, thank you, Morgan! [spoiler=S Support]Noire: Eeeeek, I take it back! I can't do it! Morgan: S-sorry! Okay, taking it away now! I guess it's still a little early for the big guys, huh? Noire: I'm sorry... I'm hopeless, I know. I haven't cured my insect phobia at all. Morgan: ... Maybe you should view this as one facet of a bigger process. It'd be great if you could easily grow less scared in general, and not just by bugs. So, um, yeah. Maybe you really don't have to stop disliking bugs at all. .... You know? ...... Noire: Are you all right, Morgan? You seem quiet today. Morgan: N-no, I'm fine! Noire: Are you sure? Even your encouragement has an oddly defeatist undertone. Morgan: Does it? I'm sorry. I guess I just... Noire, let's stop doing this. Noire: ... So you think it's hopeless, too? Morgan: What? No, that's not what I meant. Noire: Please, Morgan. If you think I'm a lost cause, feel free to say so. I've already accepted that about myself for years now... Morgan: But that's not true! You are not a lost cause! Noire: ... Really? Morgan: I just... I don't want you to change! You're perfect. Even your fear of bugs is... Well, it's adorable. Plus this way I get to feel like you have a use for me! Noire: What?! Th-then you... You're... I mean... Morgan: I'm head over heels for youZ! If I had one wish, it'd be to stay with you forever. To keep you safe from everything that scares you... I want to be the one you shout for when you need help, Noire! Noire: Morgan, I... Thank you. I'm flattered. And really, really happy... Morgan: Then does that mean...? Noire: How could I not love you, after all the times you've given me courage and support? Look, I don't want you to feel like you have to guard me from the world. But I hope you'll continue to help me grow into a better, braver woman. Morgan: I'll be your one-man cheering section! But, um.... If you still want to shriek when you see a bug, it really is cute! Noire: E-enough talk about bugs! You'll ruin the moment! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Arieta Posted February 28, 2013 Share Posted February 28, 2013 Emergeeeeeeeerrrd my hands hurt from typing this up. Its cold too @_@ But anyways, jumped straight into the Walhart bandwagon and got his support. Here ya go! -Suport C- Robin: Ah, Walhart. So this is where you've been hiding. Walhart: ..... Robin: I was actually hoping to ask for your advice. Is now a good time? Walhart: Goveling ill suits you. Remember that you are my superior in this army. Now state your business, tactician. What advice do you seek? Robin: We're expecting tough battles ahead, as you know. So I was wondering what your approach would be if you were in charge. Walhart: I cannot help you in this. I had little need for battle plans and plots. Little need for the cunning trickery of the tactician... I won battles on the mettle of my soldiers and the strength of our beliefs. Robin: So you rejected strategy entirely? Walhart: I was the Conqueror! Master of all men. My domain stretched from sea to sea! I held no disdain for your strategy. I simply had no need of it. Robin: So all was decided on the battlefield? Man-to-man and steel to steel? Walhart: Yes. But clearly mine was the wrong way. For it is I who stand here as your servant- I who am tarred forever with the ignominy and shame of ultimate defeat. Robin: Though we question your motives, there is no shame in losing a war. You fought bravely and well. Nobody thinks less of you in defeat. Walhart: Fool! Of course they do! They think me weak, and they are correct. If a man demands respect at the end of a sword, he has none left when it shatters. Robin: Walhart, you lost a single battle. That hardly makes you weak. Walhart: It does in my world. But I know that Chrom believes differently, and he is the victor. The vanquished have no right to their own convictions--they must follow their masters. Robin: But it's a healthy thing to have a mix of different beliefs, new ways of doing things... Even if we dont' agree with them, learning about other ideas only makes us stronger. You must promise not to forsake your views. I could learn something from your ways. Walhart: You speak as a child that has captured a particularly interesting insect... But no matter. I shall induldge your whim. There are worse ways to pass the time. -Support B- Robin: There you are, Walhart. I was hoping we might talk more. Walhart: Come again to shake the jar of your captive insect, have you? Robin: Your words, not mine. I'm simply hoping you can tell me more about yoru views. Walhart: I don't know what fascination they hold, but you should remember this... Chrom was the victor, and together you have the power to vanquish all. You don't need the delusions of the defeated to make you stronger. Robin: That's where you're wrong, Walhart. It was a miracle that we prevailed. The slightest nudge of the scales, and the outcome would've been far different. Walhart: Pah! There's no such thing as miracles. You won by cunning and might alone. And I lost because of my own weakness. A weakness exposed by you! Robin: So you believe all victors to be powerful, and all defeated weak. Is this accurate? Walhart: You have the right of it. Robin: Furthermore, you assert that the weak are obliged to obey the powerful. Is this so? Walhart: That, too, is my belief. Robin: Then change it. Walhart: ...Explain. Robin: Where there's life, there's a will. And where there's will, there is the power to change. And that is what I want you to do. Walhart: Your words are wind. They mean nothing. Robin: To live is to make mistakes. We all sipped the bitter cup of defeat, but we live to drink another day. What matters is not how often we fail, but what we learn from those failures. Walhart: Learn from FAILURE? The very idea... Yet, as it comes from my victorious rival, I am obliged to consider it. Very well, tactician. I shall meditate upon your words, and we will speak again. Robin: That's all I ask. -Support A- Walhart: Robin. What are you doing here? Robin: It's time I sorted my old tomes, so I've unpacked the entire library. I didn't 'realize how many books I've collected! Goodness me. Maybe I...shouldn't have...picked up so many... S-starting to...lose...balance! Walhart: ...Idiocy. Here. Robin: Walhart: What are you doing? Walhart: You were struggling under the load. I decided to assist. Robin: Riight. But you're holding me, not the books...? Walhart: It seemed the quickest way to help. But if it displeases you... ...There. Safely on your own two feet again. Robin: *cough* er, thank you. Walhart: Why do you carry your own tomes? Surely such menial work could be assigned to the grunts. Or prisoners of war. Robin: We do NOT enslave prisoners of war in this army, Walhart! And for that matter, we don't refer to any of our soldiers as "grunts." Everyone is on equal terms here. Menial tasks are shared by all. Walhart: Why am I not surprised at such a sickening display of misguided democracy? Very well, then. ORDER me to carry your books. Robin: Er...I don't think I"m comfortable with that. Walhart: You are an army of equals, yes? Menial tasks are shared by all? Then even the great Walhart should not be above such things! Or do you pay lip service to "equality" while the hierarchy is alive and well? Robin: Fine. You win. ...Walhart, I order you to carry my books. Walhart: Gladly. ...Hmm? This trunk is hardly heavy at all! Bah. The tactician who brought down my army has the strength of a mewling kitten! 'Tis amusing to think such a brilliant warmonger can barely lift a box of papers. Robin: It wasn't me who brought you down. It was the combined strength of our army. Measured one against one, I'd barely come up to your ankle. ...Figuratively speaking. Walhart: Yet you have the power to marshal the collective strength of your fellow men. The people of this world could do far worse than to have you as supreme ruler. I wager you could bring the prosperity and peace they've long yearned for. Robin: I didn't realize you cared so much about the lives of the smallfolk. Walhart: It was my methods that were wrong, not my motives. ...It all fell apart once I began to worship might for its own sake. That wicked Grimleal fanatic whispering lies in my ear didn't help matters. The responsibility was all mine, but I can't help but think... What if I'd met you instead of Excellus? Perhaps I'd have seen the errors of my ways. Perhaps I'd have become the benevolent monarch I first set out to be... Robin: Its not too late. You still have the power to put things right. To improve the lives of all. Walhart: I can scarce believe such folly. Robin: Remember what I told you before? When there's life, there's a will. And where there's a will, there is the power to change. Walhart: ...Very well. As you have spoken truth to me before. I shall trust you and your words. Robin: It's all true. You'll see... -Support S- Walhart: Ah, here you are. Robin: Walhart. What can I do for you? Walhart: It's about what you said the other day. About live and will...and power to change. Robin: Yes, I remember. Walhart: I've been thnking about how I might change. About how I SHOULD change. Robin: Go on... Walhart: Since you and Chrom defeated me, I've learned a great deal. For example, about Emmeryn's vision for the world... It is a vision I would very much like to see come true. Robin: That is...very surprising. Walhart: I don't know rightly if this is what you meant by "change." But I know what my mission is now. I'm going to work for a future where Emmeryn's dream is a reality. Robin: Why, that's wonderful, Walhart! It truly is. Walhart: Then I know it is the right decision. Robin: You know, Walhart, you used to be so intimidating and angry, but now look at you! Walhart: Yes, I did come across that way... Robin: Beneath all the bluster and menace, you have...dare I say it? A soft heart? ...Even as you were setting out on a path of conquest and subjugation. Walhart: I sought to unite the world under my rule and thereby foster peace and happiness. But I chose the wrong path--one which led only to destuction and despair. Robin: So start anew. Take what you've learned, and try again, but do it differently. Your goal hasnt changed. You just need to follow a new road to reach it. Walhart: When there's live, there's a will. And where there's a will... Robin: Exactly! Walhart: When I walk this new road, I would have you at my side to lend me strength. Robin: You mean...as a tactician? Walhart: No. As a partner in life. ...As my wife. Robin: Your wife?! Walhart: It can only be you. You must guide me on this new road, lest I stray from it again. And, more importantly , I've grown... very fond of you. Robin: Oh. Walhart: You do not have to give an answer right away. Think upon it. I'm willing to wait for as long as it takes. Robin: Actually, I don't need any time at all. We can walk that road together. Walhart: Then the future is bright, indeed. For both of us, and all the world! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Faye Posted February 28, 2013 Share Posted February 28, 2013 Wow...dude, surprisingly, I liked that conversation. I wouldn't marry him, but the supports are quite nice. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
LeThiAnh Posted February 28, 2013 Share Posted February 28, 2013 Emergeeeeeeeerrrd my hands hurt from typing this up. Its cold too @_@ But anyways, jumped straight into the Walhart bandwagon and got his support. Here ya go! -Suport C- Robin: Ah, Walhart. So this is where you've been hiding. Walhart: ..... Robin: I was actually hoping to ask for your advice. Is now a good time? Walhart: Goveling ill suits you. Remember that you are my superior in this army. Now state your business, tactician. What advice do you seek? Robin: We're expecting tough battles ahead, as you know. So I was wondering what your approach would be if you were in charge. Walhart: I cannot help you in this. I had little need for battle plans and plots. Little need for the cunning trickery of the tactician... I won battles on the mettle of my soldiers and the strength of our beliefs. Robin: So you rejected strategy entirely? Walhart: I was the Conqueror! Master of all men. My domain stretched from sea to sea! I held no disdain for your strategy. I simply had no need of it. Robin: So all was decided on the battlefield? Man-to-man and steel to steel? Walhart: Yes. But clearly mine was the wrong way. For it is I who stand here as your servant- I who am tarred forever with the ignominy and shame of ultimate defeat. Robin: Though we question your motives, there is no shame in losing a war. You fought bravely and well. Nobody thinks less of you in defeat. Walhart: Fool! Of course they do! They think me weak, and they are correct. If a man demands respect at the end of a sword, he has none left when it shatters. Robin: Walhart, you lost a single battle. That hardly makes you weak. Walhart: It does in my world. But I know that Chrom believes differently, and he is the victor. The vanquished have no right to their own convictions--they must follow their masters. Robin: But it's a healthy thing to have a mix of different beliefs, new ways of doing things... Even if we dont' agree with them, learning about other ideas only makes us stronger. You must promise not to forsake your views. I could learn something from your ways. Walhart: You speak as a child that has captured a particularly interesting insect... But no matter. I shall induldge your whim. There are worse ways to pass the time. -Support B- Robin: There you are, Walhart. I was hoping we might talk more. Walhart: Come again to shake the jar of your captive insect, have you? Robin: Your words, not mine. I'm simply hoping you can tell me more about yoru views. Walhart: I don't know what fascination they hold, but you should remember this... Chrom was the victor, and together you have the power to vanquish all. You don't need the delusions of the defeated to make you stronger. Robin: That's where you're wrong, Walhart. It was a miracle that we prevailed. The slightest nudge of the scales, and the outcome would've been far different. Walhart: Pah! There's no such thing as miracles. You won by cunning and might alone. And I lost because of my own weakness. A weakness exposed by you! Robin: So you believe all victors to be powerful, and all defeated weak. Is this accurate? Walhart: You have the right of it. Robin: Furthermore, you assert that the weak are obliged to obey the powerful. Is this so? Walhart: That, too, is my belief. Robin: Then change it. Walhart: ...Explain. Robin: Where there's life, there's a will. And where there's will, there is the power to change. And that is what I want you to do. Walhart: Your words are wind. They mean nothing. Robin: To live is to make mistakes. We all sipped the bitter cup of defeat, but we live to drink another day. What matters is not how often we fail, but what we learn from those failures. Walhart: Learn from FAILURE? The very idea... Yet, as it comes from my victorious rival, I am obliged to consider it. Very well, tactician. I shall meditate upon your words, and we will speak again. Robin: That's all I ask. -Support A- Walhart: Robin. What are you doing here? Robin: It's time I sorted my old tomes, so I've unpacked the entire library. I didn't 'realize how many books I've collected! Goodness me. Maybe I...shouldn't have...picked up so many... S-starting to...lose...balance! Walhart: ...Idiocy. Here. Robin: Walhart: What are you doing? Walhart: You were struggling under the load. I decided to assist. Robin: Riight. But you're holding me, not the books...? Walhart: It seemed the quickest way to help. But if it displeases you... ...There. Safely on your own two feet again. Robin: *cough* er, thank you. Walhart: Why do you carry your own tomes? Surely such menial work could be assigned to the grunts. Or prisoners of war. Robin: We do NOT enslave prisoners of war in this army, Walhart! And for that matter, we don't refer to any of our soldiers as "grunts." Everyone is on equal terms here. Menial tasks are shared by all. Walhart: Why am I not surprised at such a sickening display of misguided democracy? Very well, then. ORDER me to carry your books. Robin: Er...I don't think I"m comfortable with that. Walhart: You are an army of equals, yes? Menial tasks are shared by all? Then even the great Walhart should not be above such things! Or do you pay lip service to "equality" while the hierarchy is alive and well? Robin: Fine. You win. ...Walhart, I order you to carry my books. Walhart: Gladly. ...Hmm? This trunk is hardly heavy at all! Bah. The tactician who brought down my army has the strength of a mewling kitten! 'Tis amusing to think such a brilliant warmonger can barely lift a box of papers. Robin: It wasn't me who brought you down. It was the combined strength of our army. Measured one against one, I'd barely come up to your ankle. ...Figuratively speaking. Walhart: Yet you have the power to marshal the collective strength of your fellow men. The people of this world could do far worse than to have you as supreme ruler. I wager you could bring the prosperity and peace they've long yearned for. Robin: I didn't realize you cared so much about the lives of the smallfolk. Walhart: It was my methods that were wrong, not my motives. ...It all fell apart once I began to worship might for its own sake. That wicked Grimleal fanatic whispering lies in my ear didn't help matters. The responsibility was all mine, but I can't help but think... What if I'd met you instead of Excellus? Perhaps I'd have seen the errors of my ways. Perhaps I'd have become the benevolent monarch I first set out to be... Robin: Its not too late. You still have the power to put things right. To improve the lives of all. Walhart: I can scarce believe such folly. Robin: Remember what I told you before? When there's life, there's a will. And where there's a will, there is the power to change. Walhart: ...Very well. As you have spoken truth to me before. I shall trust you and your words. Robin: It's all true. You'll see... -Support S- Walhart: Ah, here you are. Robin: Walhart. What can I do for you? Walhart: It's about what you said the other day. About live and will...and power to change. Robin: Yes, I remember. Walhart: I've been thnking about how I might change. About how I SHOULD change. Robin: Go on... Walhart: Since you and Chrom defeated me, I've learned a great deal. For example, about Emmeryn's vision for the world... It is a vision I would very much like to see come true. Robin: That is...very surprising. Walhart: I don't know rightly if this is what you meant by "change." But I know what my mission is now. I'm going to work for a future where Emmeryn's dream is a reality. Robin: Why, that's wonderful, Walhart! It truly is. Walhart: Then I know it is the right decision. Robin: You know, Walhart, you used to be so intimidating and angry, but now look at you! Walhart: Yes, I did come across that way... Robin: Beneath all the bluster and menace, you have...dare I say it? A soft heart? ...Even as you were setting out on a path of conquest and subjugation. Walhart: I sought to unite the world under my rule and thereby foster peace and happiness. But I chose the wrong path--one which led only to destuction and despair. Robin: So start anew. Take what you've learned, and try again, but do it differently. Your goal hasnt changed. You just need to follow a new road to reach it. Walhart: When there's live, there's a will. And where there's a will... Robin: Exactly! Walhart: When I walk this new road, I would have you at my side to lend me strength. Robin: You mean...as a tactician? Walhart: No. As a partner in life. ...As my wife. Robin: Your wife?! Walhart: It can only be you. You must guide me on this new road, lest I stray from it again. And, more importantly , I've grown... very fond of you. Robin: Oh. Walhart: You do not have to give an answer right away. Think upon it. I'm willing to wait for as long as it takes. Robin: Actually, I don't need any time at all. We can walk that road together. Walhart: Then the future is bright, indeed. For both of us, and all the world! This is how I saw the A support: Walhart: Order me. Robin: No, I'd rather not. Walhart: ORDER ME! Robin: ;_; ....kay... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fayt Posted March 1, 2013 Share Posted March 1, 2013 [spoiler=Gaia x Libra (Friendship][spoiler=C Support]Gaius: Hmm? What's this fancy little doll doing here? Libra: Excuse me, sir. I believe that is mine. I must have dropped it earlier. Gaius: Righto, then. Here you go! So what is that little doodad, anyway? A graven image of one of your gods? Libra: Oh, no. It's just a toy doll, really. The children at the orphanage have been asking me for toys. They wanted something they could hold at night--to help them sleep, you see. Gaius: You sewed a doll for a pack of whelps you barely know? I think there's a special place for you in heave, Padre! Libra: Oh, it's not so bad. It only takes me a few hours to construct each one. And to be frank, such honest labor scarcely feels like work at all. Gaius: Some days, just getting out of bed is labor enough for me... Say, though. You ever considered giving the little moppets sweets as well? Libra: Sweets? Gaius: You know, sugary stuff. Pastries and whatnot? kids love 'em. Libra: Oh, I see. No, I had no such plans. The thought never occured to me. But perhaps it is something to keep in mind for the next visit. Thank you, Gaius. I'm glad this chat wasn't a complete waste of time. Gaius: Er... Me, too? Although... Hmm... Libra: Yes? Something on your mind? Gaius: Well, I'm just thinking... I mean, let's say you make enough sweets for an entire orphanage. That's going to be a LOT of sweets, right? Massive piles of 'em. So maybe you might put aside a couple for, say, the man who gave you the idea? I mean, it's only fair, right? Libra: ... You're asking me to steal sweets from orphans? [spoiler=B Support]Libra: O gods, hear my plea and partake-- Gaius: Hey there, Padre. Having little chat with the management, are we? Libra: I was praying, if that's what you mean. Perhaps you would care to join me? A good soul cleansing can do wonders for one's mood. Gaius: I've never been much for talking to the blokes upstairs, you know? Still, what can it hurt just this once? So, uh, how's this work? I can ask for anything I want, or what? Libra: Well, it is true that many people pray to receive things for themselves. But originally, prayers were not used to beseech the gods for favors. Rather, they were used to give thanks for blessings already received. Gaius: Blessings, eh? So I could say thanks for candied figs and honey cakes? Oh, and fruit pies, too? Libra: Er, yes. I suppose so. If they are something you feel profoundly grateful for. Gaius: Profoundly doesn't begin to cover it. ... So, er, do I kneel or what? Is there a bench involved somehow? Libra: It is customary to bend the knee in supplication, yes. Now then... Gaius: ....... Libra: ....... Gaius: O ye gods, thanks a billion for all thine abundantly sweet and tasty goodness... Libra: Dear gods, thank you for watching over us, and protecting our friends and comrades. Gaius: What? Thou art jealous, O mighty gods? Jealous and angry, you say? Then send thou's terrible fruit pies to me, that I might use them to smite thine foes! Libra: ...? Gaius: I also love jellied pears, O vengeful ones! And those biscuits with goo in the middle! Libra: Gaius, your demands for sweets hover ever close to blasphemy... Gaius: O furious and insane gods! Send me ten--nay, TWENTY of your finest cakes! Libra: He's not listening to a word I say. Gaius? GAIUS! Gaius: ... Huh? Hey there, Padre. What's with the shouting? Libra: I was shouting because you were completely ignoring me! That wasn't a prayer--it was a market list! The gods are not scullery maids who deliver treacle tarts on demand! Gaius: Oh. Right, yeah... sure. Soryy. Got carried away. I'll start over, then. *Ahem* O most horrifying and flattened gods, thou art most tricksy in thine ways... Libra: D-dear gods, please send not lightning to strike down this heretic... He knows not what he does! Gaius: I will deliver unto thee my first-born son, if only you make donuts rain down upon-- Libra: GAAAIUS! Gaius: ... Whoops. Sorry. [spoiler=A Support]Libra: O gods, I thank you for this blessed of days. Gaius: ...... Libra: You're desperately trying not to think of sweets, aren't you? Gaius: ... Maybe. Libra: Your trembling lip, your sweaty brow, your uncontrollable drooling... These are all the signs of a man fighting great temptation. Gaius: Not so, Padre. Ha ha! Who's religious now? I was just praying that I'd be unharmed in the next battle. Libra: Oh? That's actually quite sensible. Perhaps I was being unfair. I thought for sure you were dreaming about swimming in syrup or some nonsense. But why now, if I may? You usually have such a cavalier attitude toward battle. Gaius: Well, in that last battle we fought, I had me a pretty close shave. If I'd been a split-second slower, my head would have been bouncing across the field. It made me think. You never know when your number's going to be up, you know? Anyway, I figured maybe I should take these prayers a bit more seriously. Libra: Coming face-to-face with one's own mortality can have that effect. Gaius: But why should the gods pay an old sinner like me any mind? It's not like I've ever done anything to earn their appreciation. Libra: In the eyes of the gods, we are all innocent, if only we open our hearts to them. Gaius: Yeah, that's easy for you to say, Padre. I bet you've never once strayed from the straight and narrow. Libra: Oh, if it were only so... I am as much a sinner as anyone. Gaius: You? Lord Squeaky Clean? I find that hard to believe. Libra: Think about how many people have died because of me. Gaius: Huh? Libra: Every time I survive a battle, it means others have died in my place. And when I pray for safety in a fight, it is the same as praying for my foe's death. Gaius: Wow. Never thought of that. ... Wait, so I've been praying for other people to die, too?! Crivens! I'm a terrible person! Libra: Not terrible. Just human. Every soldier who prays for deliverance has done the same. Gaius: This religion stuff is complicated. Libra: Yet, we should still pray. We shall pray for ourselves, and each other, and for our allies and comrades. Even though in doing so, we are praying for the death of strangers. Gaius: ....... O gods... [spoiler=Laurent x Yarne (Friendship][spoiler=C Support]Yarne: Ugh. I reeeeally don't want to fight today. Laurent: What are you doing here, Yarne? Yarne: Ack! L-Laurent?! Laurent: Preparations for the coming battle are underway. The others are waiting. Yarne: Yeaah, I'd love to go, but my, uh... My stomach is just killing me! Laurent: Then why are you clutching your head? Yarne: I meant head! Laurent: If you're going to manlinger, put some effort into it. Now come along. Yarne: I'm not! It's the change of the seasons! Us taguel get migration headaches! Laurent: *Sigh* I'm disappointed in you, Yarne. I know you abhor fighting, but I thought you above juvenile antics and feigned illness. Yarne: I'm not faking anything! I just really don't feel well today, all right?! I'll have you know I'm a great fighter! I could beat anybody if I wanted to! Laurent: Judging by the fervor of your shouting, your headache is in remission. Shall we join the others, then? Yarne: What?! I... No, I think I...I pulled my spleen in that outburst! I've got a trick liver! Runner's elbow! The grippe! Sleeping sickness! ... Ugh, fine. Wait up. [spoiler=B Support]Laurent: Yarne? We need to speak. Yarne: Well, that doesn't sound foreboding at all... Laurent: Halfway through the last battle, you elected to disregard orders and flee. Yarne: I, er... I can see how it would look that way, but there was a really good reason for-- Laurent: I have not interest in your excuse. Are you aware that your actions bear repercussions for the rest of us? Yarne: Sure, but I, uh... I twisted my septum! I'd have only gotten in the way. Laurent: You sprained your nose? ... Really? Yarne: ... Yes? Laurent: Chrom gave you orders with the expectation you would carry them out. He trusted you. Are you content to blithely betray others' faith in you? Yarne: ....... Laurent: I fear I've passed disappointment and find myself between astonishment and disgust. Yarne: Hey, who do you think you are to judge me, anyway?! You're not Chrom, so don't go speaking for him! You make it sound like you know best for everybody, but you don't know a thing! Laurent: ....... Yarne: And you definitely don't know what it's like to be me! Sure, I'm not the bravest guy around, but did you ever stop to wonder why that is? If I go charging out into combat and make one mistake, an entire race goes extinct! I hold back because I have to, all right?! So stop presuming and just back off! Laurent: There we are. Excellent. Yarne: ... What's excellent? Laurent: I hypothesized there was fire in you, so I stoked it. You've proven me correct. If you nurture that fire and preserve it, you need never lack for courage in battle. Yarne: What?! Laurent: Your enemy isn't cowardice so much as inertia. Your legitimate drive for self-preservation has become a habit. An obstacle. Yarne: Wait, so all that stuff you said... You were trying to make me mad? Laurent: A regretable necessity. But I think the results speak for themselves. You aren't wrong to approach battle with trepidation, of course. The risks are real. But given your fire and connate combat prowess as a taguel, you will manage. Yarne: You make it sound so simple. But war isn't so cut and dryin-- Laurent: I'm afraid it's time we joined the others. Battle calls! Fight bravely, Yarne. I have utmost faith in you. Yarne: Maybe I'll... Hey, Laurent, why are you grabbing my--Ow! Quit tugging! My race needs that arm! [spoiler=A Support]Yarne: Ugh, I'm sore... Guess I went a little overboard out there. Laurent: Yarne! Yarne: G-go easy, Laurent! I actually tried my-- Laurent: You were superb! Yarne: ... What, that's it? No lecture? Laurent: What's to lecture about? Your performance was beyond reproach. You were unanimously pronounced the hero of yesterday's battle. Yarne: Hey, all I did was play decoy. Everyone else did the real work. Laurent: You're too modest! Yours was the most critical role, and the most dangerous. And you saw it through brilliantly. Truly, an impressive performance. Yarne: Well hey, if you say so! It feels pretty good to hear that from you. Laurent: I knew that you could manage any challenge if you shed your habit of running. Yarne: And I said I was a great fighter when I really got serious! Laurent: I'm pleased that day has finally come. Now you need only to preserve this momentum for future battles! Yarne: Future... battles? Laurent: Just so. Anyone able to execute orders as exacting as yesterday's is a great asset. I'm certain Chrom will be making extensive use of your skills in the days to come. Yarne: Er, but... what about days when my stomach's acting up? Laurent: Worry not. I've already given word to everyone on the cooking rotation. You'll be served a special gruel specially prepared for maximum ease of digestion. Yarne: Bleagh... Wh-what about my insomnia? My migration headaches?! Laurent: I'll be by your tent each night to put to bed. By magic or blunt trauma, as needed. Also, "migration headaches" aren't a thing. Yarne: My trick liver! Laurent: ... Can be removed. Yarne: Eek! Laurent: Now, now. Cheer up, Yarne. And walk while you do it or we'll be late for today's battle. Yarne: I get the feeling staying angry won't be hard with you around, Laurent... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Galenforcer Posted March 1, 2013 Share Posted March 1, 2013 Me and Tiki are birthday buddies, so here's our support together. [spoiler=FeAvatar x Tiki] [spoiler=C] Tiki: Zzzzzz... Avatar: (Is that Tiki? Looks like she's asleep; I better keep my voice down. What is she thing anyway, taking a nap out here?) Tiki: Phzzzzzzth... Avatar: (She's going to catch her death of cold. If only I had a cloak to put over her...) Tiki: Zzzzzzzzz... Avatar: (When she's all curled up asleep like that, she almost looks like a normal human girl.) Tiki: Zzzzzz... Oh, Bantu... This is... the first time... I've ever seen a town... Zzzzzz... Thank you... Avatar: (Ah, listen to that. She's talking in her sleep. Dreaming about ancient times, no doubt. Hmm. I wonder how old she is, exactly. Thousands of years at least, if she remembers the age of legends...) Tiki: Zzzzzz... That is... a secret... Zzzzzzzzz... Avatar: (Did she just answer me in her sleep? ... Heh. No. A coincidence, surely. But there's an easy way to make sure... Tiki, where did you used to live?) Tiki: Zzz... Long ago, I lived with a great mage... in a secret, hidden house... Then I was laid down to sleep... in the temple of the ice dragon... Avatar: (Gracious, I do believe she's actually answering my questions! Hmm. It's odd how little we actually know about our friend Tiki here. This might be a golden opportunity to find out more...) Tiki: Zzzzzz... *snort* Avatar: (Heh heh, this should be VERY interesting indeed...) Tiki: Zzzzzz... I sense... danger... Zzzzzzzzzzzz... [spoiler=B] Tiki: Zzzzzz... Avatar: (Well, hello there... Tiki is snoozing again, eh? Perhaps you need to nap more than normal people when you're thousands of years old. Anyway, nap time for Tiki means question time for me! Now then... Tiki, what happened after you slept at the ice dragon's temple?) Tiki: Zzzzzz... N-no! Avatar: Hmm? Tiki: P-please... don't seal me away... I want... to be free... Zzzzzz... Avatar: What's going on? Tiki: ... I... will not... allow this... You're making... me... ANGRY! Avatar: T-Tiki?! What's happening? Are you all right? Tiki: ..... Zzzzzz... Avatar: Gracious, she sounded truly terrified... Tiki, are you all right? Tiki: ... Yes... I'm all right... Mar-Mar... Avatar: ... Mar-Mar? (Oh wait. She must be talking about the ancient hero Marth. Something terrible happened to her long ago, but King Marth came to the rescue?) Tiki: Mar-Mar... Avatar: (Aw, look. Her face is lighting up like a child on her birthday! So cute! She must have loved the ancient king very much...) Tiki: Mar-Mar... please don't... go. Don't... leave me. Avatar: (... Oh, dear. Another sad time. I guess I assumed that living as long as Tiki would be all fun and games. All that time to do and see the things you desire? To learn whatever you want? But she must have experienced countless hardships as well... She would've watched the people she loved the most age and die... How terrible. I hope her dreams have some happy memories as well.) Tiki: Zzz... Thank you... Avatar... Avatar: You're welcome, Tiki. [spoiler=A] Tiki: Zzzzzz... Avatar: (Snoozing again? I'll keep quiet, but maybe I could ask just one more question...) Tiki: Zzzzzz... Avatar: (After all, there is something I've been DYING to find out... It sounds like Tiki really liked the King Marth of long ago... But did she LIKE him, like him? Curious minds must know!) Tiki: Zzzzzz... Avatar: ..... (I mean, it would be a shame to let such a chance go to waste...) Tiki: *Snort* Zzzzzz? Avatar: (Er, Tiki? Hello, can you hear me? I want you to listen very carefully. Remember when you told me about ancient King Marth and how he saved you? Well, I was wondering... Did you love him?) Tiki: ..... Avatar: Hello? (This is odd. Usually she answeres right away.) Hey, Tiki? Can you hear me? I'm asking you a question. Were you in love with King Marth? Did you want to marry him? Come on, spit it out! Tiki: Tiki... is not home. Avatar: Hey! What kind of dreamspeak is that?! You're supposed to answer my question! Tiki: *Snort* H-huh?! Wooza wozza?! What's going on?! Avatar: Aw, nuts. I woke her up. Tiki: Avatar? Is there an emergency? Is the camp under attack? Avatar: Er, well... I mean, that is to say... You were... moaning! Yes, that's it. Moaning unhappily in your sleep. I thought you were having some terrible nightmare and decided to wake you up. Tiki: Really? Thanks, Avatar. ... I think it was a nightmare. I vaguely remember being hounded by some awful hag. She wouldn't stop pestering me with personal questions. Avatar: O-oh? F-f-fancy that! What a funny dream! Heh hah! Tiki: Yaaawn* But I'm still pretty sleepy. You don't mind if I doze off again, do you? Avatar: Oh. No. Of course not. Be my guest. Tiki: Just another fourty winks and I'll... be ready... for action... ..... Zzzzzz... Avatar: (Whw! I dodged an arrow there! I couldn't very well tell her I was asking such private questions in her sleep...) Tiki: Zzz... *mumble* Avatar: (She's talking in her sleep again! Let me just bend down here so I can get a good-) Tiki: Avatar... mind your own business... or else. Avatar: WAAAAAAAAARGH! Tiki: Zzzzzz... Oh, and before you leave... fetch me a cloak to... lay over me... It's a bit chilly... down here... Zzzzzzzzzzzz... Avatar: Oh! Uh, right. Of course! Whatever you say, Tiki! Tiki: Hee hee... Zzzzzz... I've finished all the 1st generation pairs in my game, so I can feel free to fill in for anyone. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Naui Posted March 1, 2013 Share Posted March 1, 2013 (edited) Oh someone did Avatar (M) x Gangrel for me...even though they didn't PM me. Â Anyways Avatar (M) X Walhart is just about finished Edited March 1, 2013 by Naui Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Carilhelol Posted March 1, 2013 Share Posted March 1, 2013 (edited) Ok, so I spoke to Tarquin who had the claim on the Lucina and Inigo siblings support and offered to transcribe it since I have it already. As such, here it is; [spoiler=Lucina x Inigo (Sibling)] C Rank Inigo: This place is a mess! I should straighten up more...often... Is that a...AAAAAAAAAUGH! Lucina: Gods. I've never seen Inigo run so fast! Are we under attack! Inigo! What happened back there? ...Are you all right?! Inigo: L-Lucinaaa! Lucina: Breathe, Inigo. Calm down and tell me what happened. You have nothing to fear now that I'm here. Inigo: B-b-bug! A bug! Lucina: ...A bug? ...As in...an insect? Inigo: As in a huge, freakish nightmare, with gross, hairy legs... It's HORRIBLE! Lucina: You're telling me all of your screaming and flailing was over an Insect? *sigh* I thought the Risen had come. You could have sent the camp into a panic. Inigo: AAAAAH! It's back! And it can fly?! S-stay away! Don't come near meee! Lucina: Come now, I don't see what all the fuss i—EEEEEEK! Inigo: See? SEE?! It's the stuff of nightmares! Now hurry up and kill it! Kill it with fire magic or something! Lucina: Oh, no—I'm not going near that thing! It's HUGE! Inigo: What?! What happened to having nothing to fear now that you're here? How are you gonna save the future if you can't even smoosh one stupid bug? Lucina: Those two things are not related in the slightest. And how do YOU plan to impress girls if you're scared of a bug? Inigo: I'd sooner die loveless and alone then touch that thing! Look, you're the older one! You do it! Father told you to protect your little brother, didn't he? Lucina: Er, well, I suppose he did... *sigh* All right, I'll...do something about it. Inigo: I knew I could depend on you, Luce! Three cheers for the once and future exalt! Lucina: ...You're a royal, too, you know? It wouldn't kill you to show a bit more spine. Inigo: Hey, now's your chance! It just crawled into a corner behind that shelf! Lucina: It's too dark. I can't see it... Inigo: You should light up Falchion. The one you spot it, ker-STAB! Lucina: Falchion isn't some common pitchfork, Inigo! It's a blade of legend! Inigo: Ah ha ha, all right, all right, I'm sorry I... AHHHHH! It's flying again! It's flying! Lucina: As formidable a foe as it may be, I won't allow it to set a single hairy leg on you! Inigo: Go, Lucina, go! GET HIM! Chrom: What in the name of...? What are you two doing in here?! Lucina: F-Father? Inigo: Father! Chrom: Honestly, you two. All that commotion over a silly insect? What were you thinking?! Inigo: Sorry... Lucina: I'm sorry, Father... Chrom: Just see that it never happens again. Inigo: Figures he would be the one to get it. He's unshakable. Lucina: It's true. Although he was a lot less calm when it came to scolding us... Inigo: Aw, are you still down about that? I actually had a lot of fun. I can't remember the two of us ever getting in trouble like that before. It felt like... I don't know, like we were a normal family for a second there. Lucina: Heh. I confess, it did have its moment... B Rank Lucina: ...Inigo. Inigo: Mmm? Lucina: You know what I'm about to say, don't you? Inigo: Um... Be sure to wash the Falchion after I'm done cutting this apple? Lucina: DON'T use Falchion to cut apples in the first, you dolt! Inigo: Eep! S-sorry! I'm sorry! Lucina: You had best be more than just sorry... That sword is national treasure of Ylisse and a final memento of my father. Would you use the last earthly remembrance of your dead father to cut FRUIT?! You've shamed the weapon that built your very homeland! Inigo: Well, you've seen for yourself how big the apple is. And with no other knives around... B-besides, I've barely ever touched the thing before. I dunno, I...I got curious. Lucina: ...... Inigo: So, um, a-are... Yeah, you're mad. Lucina: You've never held Falchion before? Inigo: Not really, no. In the future, you always kept it by your side. And since we've been back here, I've maybe moved it from tent to tent once or twice. Lucina: Then we don't know if you have the potential to weld it. Inigo: Wait, it takes a special person to use it. Lucina: I see there is much you do not know. This blade was forged with Naga's power and steeped in the exalt's bloodline. Only a select few are able to wield it, even among the Ylissean royal house. Inigo: Yeesh, talk about picky. Er, though I'm not surprised you're one of them, Lucina. Lucina: You may well be another, Inigo. I'm mortified we've come this far without ever putting it to the test. Inigo: That'd be pretty amazing if I really could wield it. Cutting down foes with a mystical sword? You couldn't KEEP the girls away! Lucina: Mostly I'm ashamed I never stopped to consider it. If you are, in fact, among Falchion's chosen, that is knowledge we need. There may come a time when it proves necessary for you to take it up. Inigo: What, like if you're busy? Lucina: Like if I'm dead, Inigo. having someone able to wield it even after I'm gone would be considerable asset. We must use any means at our disposal to ensure the future is saved. Now let's go put it to the test. Inigo: ...... Lucina: Inigo? Inigo: Aw, forget it. There's no way the sword would choose someone like me. Lucina: You don't know that until you try. You yourself just said you wished you were able to wield it. So let's- Inigo: I said NO! I'm not doing it! Don't make me.... Don't make practice for your death, Lucina! Lucina: ...I understand how you feel, but we must be practical about this. We cannot afford to lose this war. No matter what happens or who dies. Inigo: You think I don't know that?! But it's not... It's just not that simple for me, all right? What, are you planning to leave me, too? First my parents and now you? Lucina: Not by choice, Inigo. Never by choice. ...But there are no guarantees in war. Inigo: And that's supposed to make me feel better?! If it means you dying, I don't want anything to do with Falchion! And if you make me try, I'll only use it to chop more apples, so there! This is pointless. I'm leaving. Lucina: Inigo... He sure is stuck on this whole apple business... A Rank Inigo: Lucina, is this, uh... Do you have a minute? Lucina: What's wrong, Inigo? Why the serious face? Inigo: I want you to help me see whether or not I can wield the Falchion. Lucina: Huh? You were so dead set against it. What changed? Inigo: I did, I suppose. I thought about everything you said... About how we need to win this war be any means necessary. I was running away from that truth and from my duty as a child of the exalted bloodline. But like you said, we need to be practical about this. ...So will help me? Lucina: Of course. I'll make the necessary preparations immediately. All right. I want you to strike at that log as if it were the enemy. If you lack the potential to wield Falchion, its blade will be dull as a stone. You will scarce knock the bark off your target. However, if you are among the blade's chosen, the log will be cleft in two. Inigo: ...... Lucina: Here. Take Falchion. Inigo: All right... Here we go... Hey, wait. What am I going do if this DOES work? ...No. I'll worry about that later. No more doubts. This a part of my duty... Here I go! RrrAAAGH! ...... ...Huh? I didn't feel anything. Lucina: ...The log is unscathed. I'm sorry, Inigo. It seems you've not been chosen to wield Falchion. Inigo: ...... Lucina: Don't take it too hard. This doesn't change who you are. You're still my brother, a son of Chrom, and a prince of Ylisse. Don't let this— Inigo: ...Pffft. Heh heh ha ha ha! Lucina: Inigo?! Inigo: Ah ha ha ha, s-sorry, it's just... I was so worked up, I... I totally missed! I missed the log! Ah ha ha, hilarious! Lucina: ...Heh. Heh heh. *ahem* Do not try to be serious, Brother. You're making me laugh... *Sigh* I suppose we both got a little it too wrapped up in this whole Falchion matter. It wound up souring the air between us, almost as if we'd been quarreling. I far preferred that night we got in trouble for the giant bug.... Inigo: Oh, me too! ...Though at lest this helped me firm up my resolve. Not doing what I can out of fear that the people I love might die is just...cowardice. If something should happen to you, I swear to keep fighting to the bitter end. But I still have no intention of letting that happen. The pain is too much to imagine. So let me protect you. It's the least you brother can do! Lucina: I fear I, too, was running. I was afraid to make you a promise. But no more. I swear to you, here and now, that this war will not claim me. I refuse to you all alone, Brother, nor allow any harm to come to you. We will survive this together. We will forge a future of our own making. Inigo: It's a promise! Lucina: So it is sworn on Falchion. ...Oh, blast! I completely forget that I'm cooking duty tonight. Sorry, but I must be going. Inigo: Ah, wait! Lucina, you forgot Falchion! ...So mush for not leaving me all alone. Guess it's just you and me, Fachy. How's about one more swing for the road, seeing as I'll likely never touch you again? Hrrngh... YAAAAH! ...... ...Yup. Not a scratch. You just better do a damned good job of looking after my sister, you got that? If Lucina dies, you're getting demoted to royal fruit knife. Don't think I won't do it! ...All right, well, better get back to her. Chrom: ...Hmm? What's this log? Was someone training? Hmm, split perfectly in two. I've never seen such a clean cut before... On another note, I have completed just about every first generation S rank support in my game, however I have only played a male avatar so far... but if someone who has a claim wants me to transcribe one or two I wouldn't mind. Send me a PM if you have the claim and want me to work on it. However, I don't have the Olivia ones... I keep pairing her up with Chrom because I enjoy Inigo being Chrom's son so much. After all it gives my favorite quote in the game when Chrom recruits him: "Oh Gods, I raised a philanderer!" Edited March 1, 2013 by Carilhelol Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Naui Posted March 1, 2013 Share Posted March 1, 2013 (edited) The Male Tactician and the Conqueror. Avatar (M) x Walhart C-Support Avatar Are you here all by yourself, Walhart? Walhart Hmph. Avatar ...*Cough* *Ahem* Well, since we're allies now, I was thinking we might talk... ...Um, yes. Of course, if it is too much trouble, I could just leave you be... Walhart We shall talk if you wish it, tactician. Let us discuss military matters. In your opinion, what is the key element needed to secure victory? Avatar Oh! I wasn't expecting a quiz! Ha ha ha... Er, ha. Walhart I will have your answer now. A strategist should already have an opinion on such a fundamental question. Avatar Yes, you're right, of course... Well, I'd say fostering the bonds between soldiers is the most important. Walhart A tepid answer more suited to mewling babes than men of combat! The key to victory is power, tactician. Overwhelming power. Avatar I see. Walhart Power to smash your enemies. Power to subjugate their people. Or, if necessary, the power to wipe them both out entirely. Avatar But victory gained through might alone often brings insurrection in its wake. It sows discontent and discord, which become the seeds of a new war. Walhart If discord arises, it only means you had insufficient power in the first place. With truly overwhelming might, such trivial obstacles can be brushed aside. But then you think "bonds" matter. I do not expect you to understand such things. Avatar To a man such as yourself, my method seems ludicrous. I understand that. But you will soon see for yourself the importance of unit cohesion, of bonds. You are one of use now--a member of the Shepherds and a comrade-in-arms. Walhart I am none of these things. I am a wraith set loose to destroy all who block the path. ...But I admit, your thinking intrigues me. We will meet again and continue this. Avatar That didn't sound like a question, but sure, I'd like that. B-Support Walhart Greetings, tactician. Avatar Hello, Walhart. Walhart Have you though about our discussion? Do you see now the error of your thinking? Surely you know now that bonds of friendship are irrelevant to victory. Avatar No. I believe in them more than ever. Walhart Hmph. Then I am wasting my breath. Overwhelming power is the only thing that will enable men to build true power! Avatar True peace? Walhart One that is unshakable and invulnerable. One that lasts for all eternity. If we are to eradicate war, we must destroy all borders. Tear down the nation-state. Eradicate all notion of religion. Bring everything under one rule, and we can stamp out the strife that fuels war. Avatar Hmm... Perhaps your vision has merit. Walhart Of course it does. Think of the possibilities! With my might and your tactical mind, we could conquer this world. Though sheer strength of mind, steel, and will, we would make it whole. Avatar War on that scale would inflict death and suffering on uncountable innocents. I could not be party to such horror, no matter how noble the goal. Walhart Think bigger! If we were to succeed, we would eliminate all future wars! What is the sacrifice of even a million people if it builds a golden eternal future? What are they when weighed against peace and safety for future generations to come? Avatar But war is not a matter of numbers and balances! Walhart And I say it is! You do not display the same distaste for war when it comes to slaying your enemies. Your cunning killed many of my men. Where were your qualms then? ...Yes, exactly. You had no qualms, for you valued those lives less than others. THAT is the matter of numbers and balances, tactician! THAT is war! We are the same, you and I, even if you would pretend otherwise. Avatar N-no, that's not... Walhart Think, tactician! Look at what you do. You cannot save everyone. No man can! So you place every life on the balance, and like a god, you decide. "This man here shall live..." "This man here shall die..." Someday, you will learn this truth: might rules, or nothing does. ...We shall talk of this again. Until then, farewell. (Walhart leaves the screen) Avatar B-but, it's not like that... ...Is it? A-Support Avatar Walhart. Walhart Tactician. Avatar I wonder if we might talk. Walhart Something troubles you. I can see it in your mien. Do your hand-wringing on your own time. Do not waste mine with it. Avatar I am trying to determine what is the right thing to do, and what I should believe in. If that is hand-wringing in your eyes, then so be it. I came only to seek advice. Walhart You hem and haw like an old maid. I thought you were more decisive than this! Avatar I have considered your arguments carefully, and they have a compelling logic. Nevertheless, I cannot agree. The world you paint leaves no room for human compassion or feeling. People are merely values arrayed on a playing field. Walhart You speak of my willingness to sacrifice the few for the greater good. I concede my approach is ruthless and calculating. But so is the battlefield. Avatar We cannot allow ourselves the luxury of denying our own humanity! Yes, it would be easy to treat deaths like so many numbers on a balance... But the loss of even one life is a terrible tragedy--an enormity beyond reckoning. We are meant to save people, and that is what we must do. We fight alongside friends. Stout allies. Stalwart comrades. A world without such friendship is no world I want, no matter how safe it may be. ...I am sorry. But on this matter, I will not change my mind. Walhart Well well. A rousing speech indeed... We shall do it your way. Avatar You changed your mind, just like that? Walhart YOU defeated ME, tactician! Remember? Clearly, yours is the truer path. You have proven yourself the mightier, and therefore I must bend to your will. It is a simple matter. Avatar But...then why did you argue? Walhart Because I wanted to test the strength of your convictions. As long as your belief is firm, I will follow the path you set. But those convictions waver? If your beliefs are beset with doubt? Then Walhart will again rise up and demand his voice be heard! Avatar The code you hold is shocking in its intensity, Walhart. But in time, I truly believe you will come to accept the wisdom of my way. Walhart I will march by your side and grant my all to your cause. Let us see if you have the strength to change my mind! Avatar I plan to do exactly that. Edited March 1, 2013 by Naui Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Vazul Posted March 1, 2013 Share Posted March 1, 2013 Donnel and Maribelle, by permission of the original claimant! [spoiler=Support C]Maribelle: What careless lout elected to leave their belongings here?! Donnel: Gosh, I'm sorry! That's my pack! Maribelle: Well, I ask that you be more careful in the future! In cases of emergency, this corridor is the escape route for the entire camp. Donnel: I didn't know that, Maribelle. I'm real sorry. We didn't have anythin' like that back on the farm. Maribelle: Very well, then. I shall take it upon myself to instruct you. Donnel: Huh? Maribelle: We shall begin with the laws of Ylisse and the code of organizational regulations. You may borrow this book for now. I expect you to learn its contents front to back! Donnel: Th-that's an awful thick tome, ain't it? Maribelle: Justice is a weighty matter. Donnel: And you want I should memorize this whole thing, ma'am? Maribelle: Diligence is the noblest of the virtues, Donnel! Education elevates us. It separates us from the beasts of the field. Oh, and that volume was a gift from my father. I ask that you handle it with utmost care. Donnel: O-oh, yes, ma'am! I'll be real careful! [spoiler=Support B]Maribelle: Good day, Donnel. How fare your pursuits in the learned arts? Donnel: Great! In fact, I got it all good'n learned, so you can have this here book back. Maribelle: Preposterous! Even I haven't yet committed the entire code to memory! Donnel: I wouldn't lie to ya, ma'am! I just always been good at memorizin' stuff. Ma used to say it was 'cause my head was so empty, there was plenty'a room. Maribelle: Then I suppose you won't object to my asking you a few questions… First, from chapter one: Which crimes fall under the auspices of Article IV, Section 3? [brief fade to black] Donnel: …And he shall be sentenced to no fewer'n one or greater'n ten years' imprisonment. …'Lessun he give the goat back, that is. Maribelle: Correct AND verbatim! …Well, except for the awkward grammar. Have you really got the entire legal code memorized? Donnel: Yes, ma'am! Spent every bit of free time I had on it, I did! Maribelle: All on this one book? Donnel: You said it was important to ya, so it'd be rude for me to sit on it! 'Sides, it's mighty nice of ya to teach me, so I owe it to ya to do my part. Maribelle: I must confess, Donnel, I did not expect you to take to the task with such zeal. I fear I have underestimated you, and for that I apologize. I see now that you are a diamond in the rough. …Very rough, it's true, but a diamond nonetheless! I shall make it my cause to see you polished into a sparkling paragon of a gentleman! Donnel: Oh, I dunno, ma'am. I ain't never been one for fancy clothes and silverware. Plus don't gentlemen all wear masks and dance in circles and stuff? Maribelle: This is not up for discussion! Now come with me! [spoiler=Support A]Maribelle: Hold the waist firm. Now, one step right and two steps left. Ouch! Donnel: Gosh, I'm real sorry, ma'am! I don't mean to keep doin' that. Maribelle: It seems that your good memory does not extend past books. Much to the chagrin of my aching foot. Donnel: It ain't just that I don't know the moves. But when I'm dancin' with you, Maribelle, I get…flustered, I guess. Maribelle: Have you no decency, Donnel? A true gentleman must keep his feelings in check! Now you have me feeling self-conscious as well… Donnel: I'm tryin' just as hard as I can, but I think any fella'd get distracted. You're all pretty 'n' lovely 'n' beautiful, Maribelle, and I'm just a smelly old— Maribelle: That is quite enough! Donnel: I don't mean to be inappropriate or nothin', Maribelle. But I know you don't want to hear junk like that from a pig slopper like me. Maribelle: That's not true. …Well, not precisely. You're earnest and dedicated in all that you undertake, Donnel, and I respect that. Donnel: You do? Maribelle: Yes. And now that we're finished praising one another, shall we return to our lesson? Donnel: Oh. So you sayin' all that was just another part of "high society learnin'"? Maribelle: No, I spoke sincerely. But now, for whatever reason, I no longer feel self-conscious. Donnel: Me neither! Maribelle: I suppose frankly airing one's thoughts and feelings can be a…liberating thing. Donnel: Now that's the real lesson! Maribelle: Oh, no. You're not finished yet! With me, now, Donnel! One, two, three… One, two, three… [spoiler=Support S]Donnel: S-say, Miss Maribelle? I reckon I want ya to have this. Donnel (standing opposite): If you think a ring with a fake stone will win me over, you're outta yer… Er, yer mad! Donnel: The stone ain't real, but there's nothin' fake 'bout the way I love ya! Donnel (standing opposite): Try again when you ain't suck a hick… Er, once ya make somethin' of yerself! Donnel: …… Aw, horsefeathers! What'n the heck am I doin' here?Maribelle'd never say yes to a darn pig slopper like me. Maribelle: *Ahem* Donnel: M-M-Maribelle?! How long have… Did ya…? Maribelle: Your portrayal of me is quite the princess. I can't say I'm flattered Donnel: N-no, that… I didn't… Maribelle: Let me see that ring. Donnel: H-here, ma'am. Maribelle: …It's truly lovely. And you would give this to me? Donnel: The stone ain't… I mean, it's a fake. Maribelle: I'm not the sort to base her reply to a proposal on the ring's worth, Donny. Donnel: Then does that mean yer gonna accept it? Maribelle: Will you ask me again? Properly, and to my face? Donnel: Course I will! *ahem* Miss Maribelle, will you do me the honor of bein' my wife? Maribelle: Master Donnel, I would be delighted. Donnel: Aw, shucks! Marribelle: Donnel? One does not end a proposal by saying, "aw, shucks." Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Naui Posted March 1, 2013 Share Posted March 1, 2013 (edited) And here's a few more with consent from the original claimer. Anyways enjoy some family supports (mainly an Avatar x Cordelia family oriented one)Severa x Cordelia C-Support CordeliaSo, tell me about the future, Severa.SeveraWhy do you care? It's a different future. None of it will even happen here.CordeliaWell, maybe not exactly, but parts of it might. ...Right?SeveraHow should I know? Gawds!Cordelia...Are you upset about something?SeveraNo, I'm NOT upset. Stop prying, Mother.CordeliaI suppose it was the frown and furrowed brow that threw me off...SeveraIt's your fault for dredging up memories of the future.I don't want any of it to happen again, and I don't want to think about it!Is that ALL RIGHT with you?Cordelia...I'm sorry, dear. I never stopped to think about how hard it must have been for you.It was thoughtless of me....Forgive me?SeveraFine. As long as you learned your lesson...CordeliaWell then, let's talk about something else, shall we?SeveraI don't have anything to say to you...CordeliaNo? well, I have a mountain of questions for you!Come now. Indulge your mother, just for a little while?SeveraUgh. All right, all right.CordeliaWonderful. Thank you, dear.SeveraThough if you REALLY want to thank me, you'd give me your dessert at dinner...Cordelia...All right, it's a deal. B-Support CordeliaHere you are, then. My dessert is yours once again.Severa...Thanks. So, what do you want to know today?CordeliaHmm, I know there was something I wanted to ask you...Ah, that's it. Why didn't you choose to be a pegasus knight?SeveraUgh, because I'd sooner drink boiling tar than follow in your footsteps...Cordelia...That's just a bit harsh, isn't it?SeveraIf you want harsh, try living in the shadow of someone who's perfect at everything.Trust me, it's a NIGHTMARE.Everyone loves you and respects you and thinks you're pretty and smart and strong.I'm just a pile of dog food...CordeliaAh ha ha, that's quite a list of complements! I'm flattered, SeveraSeveraHey, I'm just repeating what everybody ELSE says. I never said any of that!CordeliaOh? ...Then what DO you think of me? What sort of mother was i?SeveraPerfect, of cour-- Er... *AHEM*I mean, you were a coldhearted, selfish brute who abandoned your only daughter!CordeliaSevera, I...I'm so sorry. *sniff*SeveraH-hey... No fair crying... I didn't mean it. Of course I didn't mean it...You were kind and pretty and strong and perfect... All right?!Are you happy now...?CordeliaAh... I'm sorry, dear, but yes, I am. It warms my heart to hear you say that.SeveraWhatever. We're done here!(Severa leaves the screen)Cordelia...My, she is quick when she wants to be. Quicker than me, that's for certain.But she doesn't need to know I became a pegasus knight because I'm a lousy runner... A-Support CordeliaOh, darn the luck... No dessert with today's rations, I'm afraid.SeveraNone?CordeliaLooks like I don't get my Severa time today.SeveraWell...I SUPPOSE I could make an exception. Just for today....If you insist.CordeliaOh, I insist.Severa*Sigh* Fiiiiiiiine. What do we have to talk about this time?CordeliaHow about today we make a promise?SeveraBoooring...CordeliaA promise for the two of us as we build a new future together...A promise that, no matter what, we'll never part with another sad farewell.Severa...What if you break your promise?CordeliaNo "ifs" this time. This one is absolute.Severa...Absolutely absolute?CordeliaAbsolutely.Severa......Well, I guess that's okay. ...I guess I can trust you now...CordeliaOf course you can, dear! ...Er but you didn't trust me before?SeveraI've WANTED to for, like, ever! ...I wanted to tell you everything.But then I thought about losing you again and it...I can't do it... I can't be alone again! I WON'T!CordeliaAnd so you kept your distance. Aw, my poor girl...SeveraI'm sorry, Mother... I'm so sorry!I didn't want to be cold, but I knew once I let you in, there was no going back.CordeliaI'm so very glad you have. Thank you, Severa.You followed your feelings, but there's nothing to fear now.You can trust me with anything, and I'll do the same in return. Deal?SeveraOh, Mom! I love you so much! Severa x Avatar (M) (Parent-Child) C-Support SeveraHey! I think it's time for Daddy-Daughter Day!AvatarEr...what? Why?SeveraDoes a daughter NEED a reason to spend a little time with her father?!Most fathers would be beside themselves with joy at even being asked! Gawds!AvatarYou're right--I should count my blessings. Well, then? Where shall we go?SeveraInto town! I spotted a whole line of shops with the CUTEST dresses...AvatarDresses, huh? Well I suppose you're at that age...SeveraAge? Hee hee! In this timeline, you're not much older than I am, Daddy!AvatarHmm... No, I suppose I'm not.SeveraI bet most people seeing us side by side would think we were brother and sister.AvatarHmm, indeed... An odd thought, now that you mention it.SeveraOdd? Is there something wrong with that? Are you embarrassed to be seen with me?!You'd rather be with Mother, wouldn't you?AvatarWha--?! N-not at all! You're adorable, honey!SeveraAw, you mean it? Yay! That's so sweet!So okay! In town, there's this one dress I really, reeeally want!Would you hate me if I asked you to get it for me? Would Mother be mad?AvatarI could never hate you, Severa. And I'm sure your mother won't mind.You're our daughter, you know? You can have anything you'd like.SeveraOh, thank you. Daddy! I love you so much!AvatarHeh heh! I love you too, Severa.Severa(...Pffft. Too easy.) B-Support SeveraThanks again for all the shopping, Daddy!I felt like a total princess when you bought everything I asked for!AvatarMost royal houses couldn't afford to shop the way you just did...SeveraDaddy, are you listening?AvatarWhat? Y-yes, dear. I'm listeningSeveraGood, good. So! I'd just looove to go an another shopping spree with you!I spotted the most precious little accessory shop in a town near here the other day!AvatarSorry, pumpkin, but no.SeveraHuh? Why not? Did I do something wrong? Daddy, are you... Are you mad at me?AvatarSpare me the wounded treatment, Severa. No means no.We just bought you plenty.SeveraFINE, then! FINE! I guess I'll just wear RAGS! ...GAWDS!AvatarYeesh, talk about an attitude change.Now, look. I'm not saying I won't buy you anything ever...SeveraOoooooh, you're not?!AvatarI'm just saying you'll have to earn it.If you help out around camp with chores and such. I'll treat you to something nice.SeveraEXCUSE me? What is this--my allowance?! I'm not a child!AvatarNo? Then stop acting like one.This is for your own good, Severa. A little hardship in one's youth builds character.SeveraI dealt with a LOT more hardship back in the future, thank you!AvatarWell my decision is final. I won't continue to just buy you whatever you like.If there's something you want, you'll have to work for it.SeveraFINE! Whatever! ...I'll do your stupid chores.But I expect some SERIOUS returns, is that clear?!Avatar*Sigh* I sure hope that character starts building soon... A-Support SeveraApply the whetstone to the blade at an angle, and then... Gah, not again!That's the fifth one that broke! Nothing EVER goes right for me!AvatarEr, Severa? What are you doing?SeveraI'm sharpening these stupid weapons that won't stay sharp! Gawds!You told me to help out, right? So I'm helping.Avatar...And that pile of broken swords behind you?SeveraIt's not my fault they're defective! They all, like, fell apart and stuff!Sorry I'm not PERFECT at everything like Mother. Sorry I'm SO STUPID!I get it-- I'm useless! You should just drown me in a sack...AvatarSevera, I think you're overreact--SeveraI burn everything I try to cook... I just about beheaded a horse while chopping wood...I'm no help to anyone! I'm just a bunch of lame deadweight.You must've had high hopes, too, given Mother's history.I'm such a disappointment.Avatar......Severa...Well? If you have something to say, just say it!AvatarI'm not disappointed, Severa. I couldn't be happier that you came back to us.SeveraOh, please. Are you mocking me? Do you really think I'm that stupid?All my life, every time I mess something up, people compare me to Mother!And you're closer to her than anyone! I KNOW you think I don't measure up.AvatarYou're your own woman, Severa. I wouldn't compare you to anyoneYou're my daughter and my treasure, and I know your mother feels the same.SeveraWha--?!AvatarI love you, honey, and I'm behind you no matter what happens.So no more talk about being disappointed! It makes me feel like I failed you as a father.SeveraWhat? No!Daddy, you didn't! *sniff* I'm sorry! I... I didn't...WAAAAAAAAAAH...AvatarDon't cry. You've been through a lot, I know, but it's all right now.I'm sorry for saying you need more hardship before. I know it's been hard...But I'll do all that I can to keep you from ever suffering again.And hey--you HAVE been doing your chores. So how about that reward now?SeveraNo. I don't need it. I don't need anything but you, Daddy!But if you die on me again, I'll never forgive you!AvatarI'm not going anywhere this time, honey. I promise. Morgan (F) x Severa (sibling) C-Support MorganLet's see here... Birthday? May 5th... Favorite colors? Blue and purple...Favorite food? Probably bear meat...SeveraWhat are you mumbling about over there, Morgan?MorganLeast favorite food? Veggies, apparently. Don't seem to mind them now, though...SeveraMorgan!MorganOh! Severa?!Guess I was pretty out of it to miss my own sister paying a visit!Did you need something?SeveraWhy are you standing there muttering like a madwoman?Are you practicing some new magic incantations or something?MorganNope! Just going back over my notes on what you told me about myself.I was hoping they'd hold some clue that might help spark my memory.Heh. It's kind of crazy how much you know about me, huh?Like, I really once got five nosebleeds in the same day?I have no memory of that at all. AT ALL! Ha ha ha! I can just imagine...SeveraWell, you're still as cheerful, that's for sure. And as talkative as ever...MorganI am? I mean, I was?!Hmm, now that you mention it, that does sound...right, somehow....Heh. Everything still feels funny. Even you being my sister hasn't really clicked.SeveraIf you think it's strange for you, imagine how I feel...My kid sister starts talking to me like a stranger, asking questions about herself...I had no idea how to even interact with you. It was pretty rough, but I got used to it.MorganHeh, yeah... Sorry about that.But that's just another reason why I'm working hard to get my memories back.Once I do, nobody will have to feel weird or awkward around me again.Pretty noble, huh? I'm such a sweet, selfless girl!SeveraHeh, and so humble as well...In any case, I'm glad to help you get those memories back however I can.Someday soon I bet we'll be able to laugh about the old times--now included!MorganHeh, right! B-Support SeveraWhew! Another long day of combat... I'm spent. Think I'll hit the hay ear...ly?Is someone passed out over there? Wait, is that Morgan?!MorganNn...nngh...SeveraMorgan! Morgan, are you all right?! What happened?!Morgan...Wha--?! Severa!Wh-what am I doing here? Was I asleep?!I don't even remember feeling tired...Oh, right! I was bashing that huge tome against my head when I blacked out.That explains why my face hurts so bad...SeveraBashing your... Are you an IDIOT?! Why would you do that?!Wait, are you trying to get your memories back?MorganWell, yeah! Obviously.If you ever saw me bludgeoning myself just for fun, I hope you'd put a stop to it...SeveraI'll stop you even if it's NOT just for fun, you moron!Getting your memories back doesn't do you any good if you're dead. Okay?!Morgan...But I want to be able to talk with you about old times again.SeveraYeah, I know, Morgan, and I want that, too. But more than that, I want you ALIVE.I may just be another stranger to you, but to me you're family.In the future, with Mother and Father gone, it was just the two of us.You're all I had, Morgan... I don't know what I'd do if anything happened to you.MorganAll right. I'm sorry, Severa.SeveraSheesh. What a nightmare...Morgan...Heh, that felt really siblingy just now. Don't you think?Me messing up and you scolding me felt... I don't know, it felt really plausible!Maybe if you keep it up, I'll remember something!SeveraUm, I guess?MorganYeah! Oh yeah, this will totally work!So go on, keep on yelling! C'mon, scream at you amnesiac sister, Severa!SeveraThat is the stupidest--MorganHey, why don't you use the tome, too?Come one, don't hold back. Really wallop me with that thing!Maybe the simultaneous physical and mental shock will jar some memories loose!It's gotta be twice as effective as either one by itself, right? That's just basic science.SeveraGawds, you idiot... A-Support SeveraHey, Morgan. I'm headed into town. Want to come with?MorganI'd love to! Is there something in particular you need?SeveraI might pick up a couple of things, yeah.But mostly I think there's something YOU need.MorganIt doesn't have to do with getting my memories back, does it?SeveraThe opposite, really.Maybe there's no need to worry about your memories.MorganThat...makes no sense.SeveraI'll be honest--it does hurt to know you've forgotten me.But I still think it's better to build new memories than worry about the old ones.MorganWhat do you mean?SeveraI've been thinking about this a lot. Why you might have lost your memories, I mean.And I'm wondering if you didn't have some awful memory you couldn't bear to keep....I know I've got a few.I see a lot of faces, you know? People we couldn't save...Morgan......I'm sorry you have to bear those dreadful memories, Severa...SeveraLook, this is just a theory, and even if it is true, it's not like you did it on purpose.But I do think that getting your memories back might not necessarily be a good thing.MorganHmm... I understand, and believe me, I appreciate the thought...But I want to remember things, no matter how painful they are.Because I'm sure there'll be plenty of great memories mixed with the bad ones.And the truth, whatever it is... I really want to have that back, you know?SeveraWell, if you're sure, then I gueeess I can help.MorganThat's really kind of you, Severa, but do you truly realize what you're saying?I mean, it could be years before I remember anything. Or decades.Heck, there's a decent chance I may never get my memories back at all.I don't want to drag you into something that could last forever.SeveraI'm already stuck with you forever, idiot. I'm your sister!We're family--memories or no. You couldn't keep me away.MorganSevera, I... *sniff* Thank you!I'll do everything I can!SeveraThen start by coming with me into town.MorganHuh? But you said that doesn't have to do with getting my memories back.SeveraHey, there's no rule that says you can't have a little fun while you try.And there's certainly no rule against making some new memories, either.You're young! Live a little! There'll be plenty of time to worry later.MorganRight... You're right! Thanks, sis! Edited April 24, 2013 by Naui Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Naui Posted March 1, 2013 Share Posted March 1, 2013 (edited) I got consent to do these supports for Acacia Sgat as well. Decided to separate this from the Avatar x Cordelia family posts...so these are some Ricken x Manakete wife/daughter supports... Nowi x Ricken C-Support Chrom Fortunately no one got hurt, but you MUST be more careful in the future. Ricken I'm so sorry! It wont happen again--I promise! I just didn't think the flames would spread so fast. Chrom Now is not the time to discuss it. Come to my tent first thing in the morning and you can explain yourself then. Ricken Y-yes, sir. (Chrom leaves the screen) *Sigh* (Nowi appears on the screen) Nowi I'm sorry, Ricken. I didn't mean to fall asleep, honest. But I couldn't keep my eyes open. Ricken Geez, Nowi! You have to promise to stop taking that dragonstone to bed! I don't want to wake up to the smell of burning tents again. Nowi B-but, I can't get to sleep if I'm not holding on to it... Ricken Look, what if I read you a book instead? Would that help you sleep? Nowi Oh, sure! That ought to work! Ricken Fine. ...Now let's keep this dragonstone accident our little secret, okay? Nowi Okay! Thanks, Ricken! B-Support Nowi Ricken, are you still angry? Ricken No. I guess not. Nowi Oh, that's good. Because I've never seen you so angry! ...It was kind of scary. Ricken Yeah. I'm sorry I shouted like that. I just sort of. ...snapped. Nowi What did those townspeople do to set you off like that? Ricken They were saying bad things about Chrom. It really made my blood boil! Don't they realize how much he's sacrificed and risked so they can live in peace? Nowi It's not very fair, is it? Ricken No. But I was wrong to be so angry. There are ungrateful fools everywhere. I can't afford to lose my temper whenever someone says something dumb. Nowi I don't blame you one bit! Especially when I think how much you admire Chrom. If someone said bad things about a person I liked, I'd probably just eat 'em Ricken You think so? Nowi Definitely! You're the kind of person who wants to protect people. ...Just like me. Ricken I do my best! Nowi Well, anyway. It looks like we have another secret, don't we? Ricken Er, right. If you can avoid telling anyone about this, I'd be really grateful. Nowi Hee hee! No problem. After all, you're holding on to a secret for me, too! Ricken Geez! Let's hope we won't need to keep any more! A-Support Ricken That wedding was so fun! I'm glad we got to go. Nowi Yep. It seemed like the whole village was celebrating! Ricken Even though they didn't really know who we were, they gave us so much food. It was like a harvest festival. Nowi A harvest festival? I haven't been to one in ages! Oh, I love festivals! People are laughing, and dancing, and eating tasty food! Ricken You like it when you're surrounded by lots of people, don't you? Nowi When I was young, which is a REALLY long time ago, I had no one to talk to. Sometimes, it got so lonely I thought I was the only person in the world. That's why whenever I see a party going on, I just HAVE to join in. Ricken You don't get lonely now, though, do you? Nowi Oh, no! Now I have lots of friends, and there's always someone to talk to! Like you! And Robin! And all the other nice people in the army! (I'm using Robin here since that's the default name for the Avatar) But... Ricken But what? Nowi But someday, everyone is going to leave and go their separate ways, aren't they? And when that happens, I'll be alone again, just like before. Ricken No way! I'm not going to let that happen! In fact, when the war finishes, why don't we go on a tour of all the festivals we can find? Nowi Like, all around the whole world? Ricken Yeah! We'll invite the others and travel to every last corner of the map! Every single day would be a new festival with music and candied apples for all! Nowi Oh my gosh! We could try to see every festival in the world! Promise me, Ricken! Promise you'll take me on this tour! Ricken It's a promise! S-Support Nowi Hey, Ricken. Let's play a game! Ricken Sure! How about a guessing game? For example, see if you can tell what I have for you in this bag. Nowi I love guessing games! Ricken Here, then. You can put your hand inside, but you're not allowed to peek! Nowi Hmm... It's hard...and round...and small... Is it a dragonstone? Ricken Nope. Besides, you have one of those. Can you tell anything else about it? Nowi Wait, yes! It's got a hole in the middle... Oh! It's a donut! I love donuts! No, wait. It's not a donut. It's metal... Um, is it a ring? Ricken That's right! Here, you can look now. Nowi Hey, I know what this is! It's just like the one the lady was wearing at the wedding! Ricken This is my most treasured heirloom See this here? It's my family crest. And the reason I brought this today is because I wanted to...give it to you. Nowi A-are you asking me to marry you? Ricken Yes! I really like you, Nowi, and I want you to be my wife. Nowi B-but, you're going to get older and older and I'll hardly change! And then-- Ricken It doesn't matter how we look! It's what's in our hearts that counts. Do you think you could still love me when I'm a wizened old man? Nowi Of course I could! I promise I will! I'll never stop loving you, ever! Ricken Good! Because I certainly won't stop loving you! Nowi Yaaaaay! I'm never going to be lonely again! Nah x Ricken (Parent-child) C-Support Nah *Sigh* Dealing with Mother is just so exasperating! All she ever does is play, play, play, as if she hasn't a care in the world! Ricken What's wrong, Nah? You seem like you're in a bad mood. Nah Oh, hello, Father. I was just thinking about Mother again... How do you stand her? Don't you find her incredibly childish? Annoying, even? She spends almost all of her time running around camp playing games. Ricken Hah! I was JUST thinking how the two of you are so alike in many ways... But no, I don't find her annoying. It's who she is--I wouldn't want her to change. Nah Tsk! Father, you're MUCH too kind. If you're always this tolerant, she'll never learn to act her age! Ricken Well, I... Nah What do you like about her, anyway? You're so serious and responsible, and she runs around like a headless chicken! I have no idea what you see in her... Unless...you rushed into marriage for some reason? Like you got her-- Ricken What?! D-don't be ridiculous! I knew exactly what I was getting into! Nah Oh? That's quite a protest there... I guessed right, didn't I? Ricken No, no... I was well aware of her...frivolous side. I find it charming. Yeah, that's it. Charming. Nah You know what, Father? I don't believe you one bit. Come now, spit it out. Why DID you marry her? Ricken Enough! You shouldn't be talking about your mother like this. (Ricken leaves the screen) Nah Hey, stop! Don't run away from me! WAAAAAAIT! B-Support Nah Father! Cornered you at last! It's time we finished our conversation. Ricken Nah, you're awfully persistent, but that discussion is over. I'm not getting into any more detail about why I chose your mother, and that's final! Nah AWWWWWW. Why not?! A daughter MUST know how her parents fell in love! You don't understand how a woman's heart works. You're so CRUEL! Ricken Hey, you're a little young to understand about a "woman's heart," yourself. Nah ...Did you just mention my AGE?! Gods, forget what I said. It's a wonder any woman deigned to choose YOU... Ricken Nah, I know what you're trying to do here. But don't forget, I AM your father. If you keep this up, I WILL get upset, and I WILL punish you! Nah Eep! S-sorry, Father. I didn't mean to make you angry... I swear. Ricken All right... I appreciate the apology. Nah I've been selfish and unreasonable. Please find it in yourself to forgive me. Ricken Yes, of course. But-- Nah I guess I've wasted enough of your time. I'll just be...going now. (Nah leaves the screen) Ricken H-hold on! (Nah reappears on the screen) Nah Yes? Ricken You seem so crestfallen... Are you all right? Nah *Sigh* I suppose I'll just have to deal with the crushing disappointment, won't I? I mean, if my father is going to become so angry over a simple, innocent question... Ricken Um, yeah, well... See, it's just-- Nah No, no. You don't have to explain. I'm used to dealing with hardship. Being spurned by my own father is just another drop in my bucket of torment. Hardly worth mentioning at all. Truly! ...Anyway, have a nice day. (Nah leaves the screen) Ricken B-b-but... ...Is this really what I have to look forward to for the next decade? A-Support Ricken Nah... Nah Why, hello, Father. What can I do for you? Ricken About the other day, when you said you were used to disappointment... What exactly did you mean by that? Nah Oh, that... I was talking about growing up in my foster home. Ricken Wait, you mean Nowi wasn't around to raise you? Nah No. I never knew either of my parents. I was sent to live with the family of one of my father's soldier friends. But my new family wasn't very welcoming of their semihuman-mongrel foster child. Ricken Don't say that... Nah I soon learned that I'd have to work hard to fit in and survive in my new home. I did chores before I was asked. I helped defend the house from marauding Risen. I thought that if I could make myself useful they would stop...hating me. I mean, how could the resent a child that always helped and never asked for anything? But they never accepted me... I just learned to deal with disappointment. I had no friends. No one to talk to. ...I was utterly alone. And I never once mentioned how much I missed my father and mother. *Sniff* I...I didn't even ask...when...when they would come back for me... Ricken ...Nah, I... Nah Wh-when I arrived here, I wanted to find out everything I could about them. *sniff* Th-that's why I keep asking so many questions and making you angry... Ricken I'm sorry, Nah. I've been blind this whole time... I'll tell you anything you want to know---even the story of why I chose your mother... And if you're ever feeling lost or sad, I'll be right here for you. As long as I'm around, you won't ever be lonely again. Nah T-truly? Do you really mean it?! Oh, thank you, Father! Ricken Not at all, Nah. Now, tell me, what do you want to know? Nah Let's start with how you proposed to Mother! What'd you say? What'd you do?! I want to know EVERYTHING, and don't leave out even the smallest detail! Ricken *Sigh* All right, well...as you know, you mother's always looked very young, and... Nowi x Ricken is so cute...then Nah comes along and makes her child conversation with Ricken very strange...until the feels of the A-Support. 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blizzara Posted March 1, 2013 Share Posted March 1, 2013 (edited) I hope it's okay to ask this here, since the topic is Supports. Didn't want to post a new thread and clutter up if I might be able to figure it out this way. Google's not giving me anything to compare with, so here goes. I've been Support-grinding for some hours today, more than usual, and I noticed something on the character images used for Supports. Having never noted or seen them before, I'm questioning if they were there all along or not. On Miriel, Owain, Brady, and Laurent, I've noticed some green pixellation on the black/dark parts of their clothing. I was pretty sure everything was smooth and without blemishes like that before, but I've tried resetting the 3DS/removing and replacing the cartridge/powering off and back on, and those bunches of green pixels remain. It seems limited to those characters alone. I've tested every other character, the cutscenes, and general gameplay and all that looks dandy. Does anybody else observe the same? Edited March 2, 2013 by blizzara Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ace Tactician Posted March 2, 2013 Share Posted March 2, 2013 Here is, with Acacia Sgt's permission, Owain and Lissa's parent-child support. Almost done with Kjelle/Gaius so that will come next. [spoiler=OwainXLissa(parent-child)] [spoiler=C] Owain: There's something I need to know, Mother. Lissa: And what's that? Owain: The name of your weapon. Lissa: My weapon? Why? Owain: What manner of son would I be not to know the name which guards his mother?! Teach me so I may whisper its sobriquet in prayer and keep you ever safe. Lissa: Oh, you meant THAT sort of name. Owain:...Hmm? Lissa: That Holy Slayer, Saintly Dragon blah blah kinda stuff you're always talking about. I was wondering if you really didn't know the word "staff"! Hee hee! Owain: ...I'm pretty sure I should be offended by both of those statements. But yes, that sort of name! What is it? Lissa: It doesn't have one. Owain: You've granted it no name?! Lissa: Right. I mean, why bother? Owain: MOTHER! A name confers a soul unto an inanimate object and grants it power! It transforms a mere tool into a divine instrument possessed of limitless potential! Lissa: See? There's the blah blah stuff I was talking about... *Sigh* I'll give it some thought, all right? But right now I've got to be going. Bye! (Lissa leaves) Owain: W-wait, Mother. I'd braced for an insufficiently astonishing name, but this is worse than I'd feared! This may require drastic measures for her own good... [spoiler=B] Owain: Ah, there you are! Lissa: Were you looking for me, honey? Owain: Here, have a look at these. Lissa: Wowzers! This is quite a list! Okay, lemme see... "Gryphonsbane Edge." "Fell Ballista." "Staff of Deep Hurting." ...Owain, this list goes on for 20 pages! Owain: Twenty-six. And if you don't find one you like, I can always whip up more. Lissa: Choose them for what? What am I even looking at here? Owain: Names! ...Er, for your armament. Lissa: What? Don't you think these are a little overblown for a run-of-the-mill weapon?! Owain: There's nothing run of the mill about it! At the point that it's YOU wielding it, a weapon deserves a name no less grand! Lissa: Hmm, yeah, I think I'll pass. These just aren't me. Owain: But without a name, your weapon will forever remain some mundane object! How can I rely on a mere tool to keep you safe in the heat of battle? Lissa: AWWW! Owain: Wh-what? What did I say? Lissa: Oh, Owain, you sweet boy! Let Mama give you a hug! Owain: Waugh! L-let go! You're choking me! Lissa: Aww, I had it wrong this whole time. You were just worried about me, weren't you? That's my boy! You are just the sweetest son in the world! *smooch* Owain: S-still...choking... Lissa: All right, Owain, I'll do it! I'll think up a name! Owain: But I've already come up with a whole list here... Lissa: Whoops! I almost forgot that Chrom asked me to come see him. You be good now, honey! And thanks again! (Lissa leaves) Owain: Mother, wait! Honestly, she never listens. It's like she's off in her own little fantasy world! Hard to believe we're related... [spoiler=A] Lissa: Owain! Owain: Yes, Mother? Lissa: I've got it! I picked one! Owain: One...what? Lissa: A name! For my weapon! Owain: Ah, right! Well, let's hear it! No doubt it joins your quiet grace with your fiery strength and iron resolve! Lissa: Owain! Owain: Yes? Lissa: No, that's the name. ...Owain. Owain: Mother, that's MY name. Lissa: I know, silly! It's the name of that which I value most in the whole wide world! What better name could there be? Owain: Yes, but won't that get a little...I don't know, confusing? I just don't think it's a good idea. Lissa: Awww... Owain: If you would draw out your weapon's full potential, its name needs more...oomph. Lissa: I think Owain has PLENTY of oomph! It's got oomph up to HERE! It's... Wait a minute! Are you saying you don't like your name?! Owain: No, no, I'm not saying that at all... Lissa: *Sniff* F-fine, then! Fine! Just tear my heart out and stomp on it, why don't you? Imagine, a son rejecting the name his mom poured her heart and soul into choosing! Owain: No, Mother, would you PLEASE just listen? Lissa: Well, fine, then. Call yourself whatever you like. I'll get THIS Owain to protect me. THIS Owain will never turn on me. THIS Owain will never leave my side! Even if it snaps in half! Owain: AUGH, STOP! Don't even TALK about a weapon named after me breaking! Look, I'll protect you, okay? I promise. Now just, PLEASE stop! Lissa: You will?! Oh, that's so sweet, honey! C'mere, you! Owain: Gah, p-please stop...hugging too tight...C-can't...breathe... Lissa: All right, well, if you insist, I'll stop trying to name my weapon, then. Tee hee. There's no need, now that I have you to protect me! Isn't that right, dear? Owain: Why do I feel like I've just been had...? Lissa: I would never dream of it, sweetheart. And I promise I'll be right there to rescue you when you're in trouble, too. We don't need fancy names or divine power, Son, we just need each other. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
LeThiAnh Posted March 2, 2013 Share Posted March 2, 2013 Hahaa Lissa and Owain reminds me of Peony and Jade. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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