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Dorothy
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Do not worry, your grace. I will grant you victory. I am, after all, the Goddess of Victory.

[Adult writer. 30 years RP experience. SFW]

#Nikke #GoddessSquad #RP #mvrp
*Dorothy smirk, giving him a fist bump and then tossing her hair.*

I'm glad you were awake for it. Not quite what I had intended, but it was interesting nonetheless. Perhaps I've had enough fun for one day.

*She turns to address the crew and mech.*

It was a pleasure meeting you all.
November 19, 2025 at 12:48 AM
The weapon then alters it's output, drawing from my own core, to deal a little extra "oomf" to the shot. Your shield is gonna feel this one.
November 18, 2025 at 11:31 PM
*Dorothy yelps, a rare drop in composure, as she careens off wildly. Her muscle memory still dependent on gravity. Her rifle firing unsteadily at the passing missiles.*

I feel like you're enjoying this too much...!
November 18, 2025 at 5:03 PM
Hold please.

*She tests her maneuvers. Up, down, left, right, A, B, start. Growing gradually more comfortable with her movements, and starting to do simple loops and rolls*

It certainly doesn't take much effort to move out here, that's for sure. Very well, I am ready to engage.
November 18, 2025 at 4:46 PM
I got close once... On our mission to assault the queen. Unfortunately we got side tracked by the first Heretic outside the orbital elevator...

*Dorothy floats helplessly, still unfamiliar with her suit.*

But even still that would have been on a space station.
November 17, 2025 at 7:08 PM
with her movement. She was used to flying, but this presented some interesting challenges. For one, there were few land marks aside from the huge ship. Two: The ship could leave at any second...*

You know this is all very unsettling.
November 17, 2025 at 5:56 PM
*Drops her rocks with a shrieking wail.*

This... I didn't want this! Rapi, what have I done?!
November 13, 2025 at 4:42 PM
... I... we...

*Dorothy stares at her rocks.*

Liliweiss-
I-Its... Fine...
November 13, 2025 at 4:33 PM
*Dorothy laughs hysterically.*

Oh Johan, don't be so rude! *She swats the Johan rock*

Everything is fine! It's all so fine and... And...

We're... All just so fine!

*Gasps/sobs* Isabel! Behave yourself! I don't care what you've seen Rapi doing to the Commander! We're guests!
November 13, 2025 at 4:25 PM
.... I've brought everyone with me... Say "hello" everyone! We're just doing a tour, you see.
November 13, 2025 at 4:12 PM
I sure can't wait to get back to Eden where everything is fine and dandy. And to see all my friends who are absolutely fine and probably bored without me.
November 13, 2025 at 3:02 PM
Oh, Lep! You were so peacefully sleeping. I didn't want to bother you. Figured I would walk around and make friends. We were just making a friendly wager amongst friends! Me and this... eye... brain.
November 13, 2025 at 3:00 AM
I believe you proposed a contest? So eagar to collect more data, aren't you? I suppose I could be persuaded. In exchange, I would like something. Data for data. I'm still not fully convinced that my secrets are the only things keeping me alive.
Nothing personal.
November 12, 2025 at 10:02 PM
November 12, 2025 at 6:18 PM
Subject: Dorothy

Affiliations: Goddess Squad, Inherit Squad, Eden

Notes: An original Grimms model. Evidence suggests she has updated herself with unknown technology.

Her alliance with the Ark is questionable at best.

Approach with extreme caution, and log all conversations.

#MVRP
November 12, 2025 at 4:02 PM
Call it vanity, or ego... My results speak for themselves. If you have any concerns, you are more than welcome to address the Ark directly. In fact, you'll want to speak to Syuen, CEO of Missilis with any concerns.
November 12, 2025 at 3:48 PM
The process also allows for a sufficiently strong mind to form their ideal body in the conversation process. Each of the specialized Nikkes can be more or less revived in their exact state, as long as the human brain inside remains intact.

I, personally, see no reason to compromise my image.
November 12, 2025 at 3:48 PM
*Dorothy stands around. It's all perfectly normal. Nothing to see here.*
November 12, 2025 at 2:22 AM
And I'm a Nikke, not a cyborg. You may address me as Dorothy.

*She tosses her hair, heels clacking, perusing the hanger like some kind of inspector.*

Your power outputs seem rather quaint for a machine of this size. But I'm sure that's a safety thing, and not a lack of care and maintenance.
November 11, 2025 at 5:04 PM
For that matter, who makes these 'rules'? I've only just been introduced to this big, scary multiverse. I certainly want to avoid any faux pas. A rule is easy to follow if I understand it.

*She gives a coy smile, batting her eyes, arms behind her back and cutely twisting side to side.*
November 11, 2025 at 2:04 PM
*She breathes a relieved sigh, seating herself on the cot.*

Anyway... Let's get back to the subject at hand. You're about to be asleep for a whole month. Are you prepared? How does that all work? Tell me all about it.

*She neatly crosses her legs, smoothing out her dress.*
November 10, 2025 at 2:47 AM
No... *Genuine fear in her eyes*
Nothing... can control them. Nothing... can stop them. Abolish any idea of using them. Never think it again... Please tell me there are none on this ship?
November 9, 2025 at 11:36 PM
*In a flash, she reverts to her dress. Her eyes lingering for just a moment too long as they pass the mech. Stepping into the room, she nods slightly, folding her arms.*

A month you say? I'm sure I can find myself something to do for a month. I'm a light eater.

You'll not be far, I presume?
November 8, 2025 at 11:42 PM
*Drops down gracefully with a soft clack of her heels.*

Hm. I may be persuaded... I'll have to see more, though.

*She struts confidently over and gives her body a good, long stretch.*

It needs to be a cause I trust and can get behind. I'll be my own judge of that.

*Smiling she pokes his lips.*
November 8, 2025 at 8:48 PM
Lay all my cards on the table? Aren't you just precious.

*She flourishes a twirl, her elegant dress becoming powered armor. Looking over the horizon at the army gathered, she points her finger, quietly counting heads.*

I'll do this without my weapon.
November 7, 2025 at 6:40 PM