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Hi Huinesoron,

For convenience, I've used a template that is optimized to display on E-book readers and mobile devices. This meant using a small page size with an oversized typeface, as well as a font that offered generous spacing between characters to avoid the characters intersecting when viewed on small or dimly lit screens. I also was generous with the whitespace for pagebreaks and headers to allow for easier navigation within the document file. As a result, each page only has a relatively small amount of text, compared to what you would find on a letter sized page with a more efficient typeface. I also felt that using PDF would be the best choice rather than .epub, since the NextCloud server that I use offers an integrated PDF viewer. This would also ensure that what I saw on my preview would be true to what anyone else saw on theirs.

Some of the content as well has to do with the background of why I made the choices I did when designing the characters, as well as the historical basis in which I made the selections for them. This is because of the genre and aesthetic I've been trying to achieve, since Watanabe & Smith is designed to be a homage to a few of the "Buddy Cop" TV shows of the 1970s to the 1980s. This is not essential to the story itself, and is more for future reference and understanding where I plan to go with the series in the future.
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Both her hands were now full of food (both on a paper plate and not), and she was chipmunking some more, but quickly swallowed and pushed the stuff she had in her hands onto Matt.

"For safekeeping," she said, taking a brief glance at the amount of food in her partner's hands. She then casually strolled towards the pair.

"Hiya! Whoa, that is a sweet Phantom costume!" She grinned widely.

The Aviator pushed back her wide-brimmed witch's hat with a sigh. "Been a while, hasn't it?" She raised her eyebrows and cast a subtle warning glance at a happily oblivious Zeb.

"What's your costume supposed to be?" Zeb asked the Detective. "Are you a stunt rider for a motorcycle?"

. . . said the Detective, removing his mask and tucking it under one arm and smiling slightly at the assembled agents, "It's good to see you all again. It's been a while."

"Hey, Zeb! Ave! Ellie!" called Jack over the crowd, making his way through to see them.

He's after a revenue stream he can control. That's why we're still waiting for a halfway decent biography of Tolkien, btw - the estate won't let go of his papers until they've been milked absolutely dry, and even then it'll be with a fairly heavy heart.

And... hat isn't on, but mate, I think you should also stick around a bit longer so people get to know you beyond "That guy who shows off with his PCP signatures".

Given that it's very heavily implied that O'Shovah's big shiny Dawn Blade was actually a Necron artifact... and that they've fought Necrons on a few occasions, mostly by accidentally colonising tomb worlds as part of the Third Sphere Expansion. However, Necrons... Necrons aren't robots. They're really more akin to Cybermen than anything else - and not the wimpy ones with an allergic reaction to one of the least reactive metals in the periodic table, either.

However, it massively depends on the individual Phaeron running the show. If you get a diplomat, brilliant. If you get someone who wants to end the curse of biotransference via GFFA cloning tech, even better! If you don't... well then. Time to break out the battlesuits.

Can you please explain why you think a Permission request requires a /58 page/ PDF? It should come in at under 2000 words! What have you /got/ in there?

I'm aware that I could look. But I'm not terribly inclined to just open up an oversized file from someone who's obviously tech-savvy. It just rings all manner of alarm bells.

hS

Charlotte tugged Ix to a stop and pointed. "And... I dunno who the other guy is."

"I think he's from World of Warcraft," Ix muttered so only Charlotte could hear.

"Oh! Warcraft guy, got it! Hi!" Charlotte waved.

Agent Matt adjusted his kasa straw hat and looked at the very thin figure in front of him wearing a Batman costume that seemed a little bit too big.

"Of all the superheroes, you've decided to go with... Batman?" He asked.

"Yep." Izzy nodded, making the cowl slightly waddle. She then cleared her throat and added in a very raspy voice, "I'm Batman!"

"Are you sure you wouldn't be perfect as somebody else?" Matt added, waving his papier-mâché staff with a Chinese lantern hanging from the tip.

"Nope!" Izzy grinned and grabbed her partner's sleeve. "Come on, let's go get the food. Being the vengeance and the night really makes you hungry!"

Zeb paused, sniffing as he inspected the masked figure. "It's the Detective!"

"Ahaha, I think you must be mistaken," the Aviator said, putting a green hand on Zeb's mane and trying to steer him away.

"Your pheromones just spiked, so I know it's him!" Zeb said happily. "Hi, Dee! How're you doing?"

"Dee, Dee," Elanor said, waggling her silver slippered feet as she tried to get down from the Aviator's arms.

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Hello everyone,

I'd like to make my permission request with the PPC.

My Permission Request is linked here:
https://tripledes.ocloud.de/index.php/s/1euBDMyNyca9Hev

Information on my intentions and purpose behind the spinoff series is on page 9 of the PDF.
Information on my characters is on page 12 of the PDF.
Information on how they will be incorporated into the PPC Continuity is on Page 31 of the PDF.
A sample of my writing starts on Page 35 of the PDF, under the section "Sue-Pernatural."
My contact information is included on page 58 of the PDF.

The detached PGP signature for the PDF is linked here, or you can copy and paste the text below to verify the signature. You will need GnuPG4Windows 3.0, or GnuPGTools for Macintosh or GnuPG for Linux 2.1 to verify the signatures. (Or you'll just have to trust that I wrote it and not someone else posing as me.)

https://tripledes.ocloud.de/index.php/s/YD8IKl9mD6WgwpB

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My public key may be found on the PGP key server:
pgp.key-server.io/0x1AFDB5CF1ED9B926

And should match the following fingerprint:
F509 6084 6B00 56D7 3D17 96AC 1AFD B5CF 1ED9 B926

Any follow up, or commentary that may help improve is appreciated.

~3DES.
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...Although perhaps calling an 8-foot-tall bioengineered supersoldier a "man" is a bit misleading.

"Remind me, again, how I allowed myself to be convinced to do this," said Thoth. His helmet was off, as usual, revealing a pale face and, surprisingly, a long beard. "It will take an eternity to strip this coat of paint from my armor, and growing this beard was... an unwise decision."

Tom grinned, taking a swig of Coke. "You're the one who can read minds. I just thought it would be funny. Which it is. Maybe you have more of a sense of humor than you say you do."

Thoth's face darkened. "Had you been there, you would perhaps not think it so funny. However, I allowed myself to be convinced: Perhaps you have a point. I shall reflect upon it after the end of this... ceremony."

Tom frowned, adjusting his costume - red robes, the Mechanicum symbol, and a frankly excessive number of prosthetics. "Thoth, I am sorry for your loss. If it helps... don't think of this as a ceremony. Think of it as an opportunity to mock your greatest enemies and longstanding rivals.'

The edges of Thoth's lips twitched upwards, forming the beginnings of a smile. "Once again, you make a good point." He adjusted the fur cloak hung over his armour, making visible the wolf icon inscribed on his pauldron, which was now grey-blue and yellow in contrast with its usual bright blue and gold. "Drinking contest, anyone?"

I just so happen to have dug up the perfect response to the 'money-grubbing Christopher Tolkien' notion.

Mercenary CT: An Alternate Timeline

"1981: Concurrent with the release of 'John Boorman's The Lord of the Rings', 'The Lord of the Rings II: The Dark Tide' is published. It is critically derided as Puerile Adolescent Wish Fulfilment, though some publications praise it as a guilty pleasure, but is a resounding commercial success, topping the New York Times Bestsellers list for several weeks. Reaction from Tolkien fans is split, mostly between those who want Middle-earth to be considered Tolkien's creation alone with no extraneous work from other authors, and those who believe Middle-earth should be shared with everyone. The most common criticism is that the story is almost identical in construction to The Lord of the Rings, including two Hobbit heroes and a quest to destroy an artifact of terrible power."

"1995: 'Disney's The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King' is released. Not as successful as its predecessors critically or commercially, though still a hit, here the divergences from the book are most profound: the Witch-King fights Legolas to add further angst to the Aragorn-Legolas romance, Sauron personally leads the army at Minas Tirith before being defeated by Aragorn when the ring's destruction leaves him vulnerable, and Gollum becomes a fully-fledged hero by saving Sam from Shelob and finally destroying the ring himself. The story ends with Frodo crowned King of the Shire, Aragorn & Legolas founding the United Kingdom of Men and Elves, and everyone lives happily ever after. No Scouring, no Grey Havens, no passing of magic, and the inversion of Tolkien's world is complete."

Yeah.

hS

Raynar Thul accidentally launched a Killik invasion fleet, because Jedi Joiners exert a very powerful influence on the Killik.

The Necrons... where are they at this point in time? Lexicanum reckons they're just sort of bobbing about helping people out occasionally (including fighting the Tyranids quite a bit).

Actually, they're probably more significant by their shadow: their very existence will give the entire Milky Way a pretty big phobia of droids. (I mean, the Imperium already has one, since 'AI goes bad' is one of their big hereditary fears.) While Artoo can probably get by, I think Threepio is going to be the subject of a lot of hate and fear.

On the other hand, the GFFA has a recent war when they fought armies of droids. Clone troopers were quite literally built for the job. So the Necron may get a nasty surprise if they try to attack the Alliance.

The big problem here is that 40K has a lot of factions, while the GFFA only has two. There's only so thin we can stretch those before the enemies start turning into 'and then we fought some different folks'.

How do the Necron think? Are they going to ally? Take advantage of one of our distractions? Try to claim some key tech for themselves? Or just keep on killing?

(I need to put together a summary of The Story So Far, don't I? Not for any serious purpose, but just for kicks...)

hS

We know the ending of Round Two was a bit disappointing; rest assured that the Borg will not be invited back. But the Space Battleship Tournament is still here!

From your name, we're guessing you're a Culture ship. Do you have a rundown of your stats and specs that we can look over? It'll help us to actually write you present you accurately to our viewers.

And to any other prospective contestants - come on in! We've already had a message of interest from a Mr. Ronan the Accuser, with a ship named... Dork Easter or something? Transmissions can get a bit glitchy out here, I'm sure we'll get it straightened out.

((But seriously, people, who should come along to Round Three? Given this thread, I think the Tau and the Tyranids should sign up; and of course our apparent champions will be returning. Who else has a Space Battleship?))

((hS))

Did my invitation get lost somehow? This tournament sounds fun.

Were you worried I'd stomp? Because I'd totally stomp.

... wait, there was an entrant with a time machine? Uh ... disregard this message, please.

[stream ends]

(( - Tomash ))

Man, that's pretty Sueish. The ones from my fanfics don't seem so bad now... If you can get through the cringe enough, I'd love to see the illustrations. Huh, maybe I can help you learn to cope with the cringe. I currently can cope with every bad thing I've written (except for this one robot that I don't like to talk about.)

Of course, mine weren't that over the top but were still Sues nonetheless, because everything came so easy to them. They never had any real conflicts or consequences. It was stupid. I'm trying to think of any specific examples that were obvious Sues, but I can't really. Oh jeez.

...Wait, it seems that my Sues actually became more Sueish over time up until the point where I started actually trying to improve my writing. I had the idea for a story once about a friend and I getting stuck in a fandom and taken in by main characters. I still have a few guilty pleasures and personal tropes I indulge in in my current works that could be Sueish if taken too far, or at least very bad writing. (For one thing, I love being the center of attention, and lots of my stories are inspired by my own personal experiences, so in most of my stories, either the #1 protagonist or a prominent antagonist starts off being based on me. Not only does it open up a potential for wish fulfillment when I think of my creation as myself, but it's also generally very annoying to see a character based on the author play a major part in a story that isn't literally about the author and isn't a fanfiction with the author's 'sona. Especially if the author proudly calls the character not just an insert but an avatar, which is another way of saying "ATTENTION EVERYONE! THIS WHOLE STORY IS A WISH FULFILLMENT AND I SE NOTHING WRONG WITH THAT!". I usually solve this issue by making the former insert much different from me in appearance and personality. I also tend to create another character that is meant to be literally me, and have her sort of hang around in the background or be an Easter egg. There are a few exceptions to this rule, although over time I might become sick of them and turn the inserts into regular non-insert characters. But anyway, enough of that rambling.) Every time I think about a piece of writing I'm working on, I think to myself: Do I need to remove my personal tropes from this work, or would it be okay to leave them in in this situation? If I need to take them out, how can I do it? That's helped me a lot with improving my stories, and as a result, I do believe I've stopped writing Sues... at least, they aren't Sues in the final drafts.

I proofread and revised that last paragraph like 25 times, wow.

-Twistey

Silhouetted against the suffused orange light of the pumpkin speaker, his masked eyes scanned the patrons, noting what each of them was wearing, how far they'd gone toward screen accuracy, what they were eating, how they were acting around the other patrons, and a multitude of other details, including where anyone could be hiding, others who kept to the back like himself, where the exits were and possible obstacles in an emergency.

"Hey, Zero," said Jack, clad in the green fatigues and black tactical jacket of Stargate Command, looking over at the Detective's theatrically-caped figure, "Maybe you'd have more fun if you stopped brooding in the corner like a sulky teenager."

"I only want to know who's in attendance and how to get out of here if I have to," said the Detective patiently, "After that, I'll talk to anyone you want me to."

"Or maybe talk to anyone you want to? It's a party-- you've gotta learn when to relax," said Jack, stepping beside him and taking a sip of the ice cold apple cider behind the unmoving Detective.

"Give me a few minutes, and I'll join you," he promised, pressing a button at the back of the mask so that the carefully crafted back pieces slid up into the transparent faceplate and cleared the helmet for removal. He messed his now dampened and scruffy hair up off his forehead and offered a small smile of reassurance to his partner.

Jack nodded, and left to go and mingle among the guests, and the Detective replaced his mask behind him.

Closest thing that the 'nids have to that is the Genestealers and their cults. Almost the same kind of idea--except then when you reproduce, you have baby 'stealers.

Bring out your best costumes and get ready to pig out on candy! That's right, ladies, gentlemen, and variations thereof, it's time for the 2017 Halloween costume party!

Come join us on the Other Board!

Richard Legard was wearing a black trench coat with a gray collared shirt, black trousers, dark brown Cuban heeled boots, and a pair of red gloves. He also had a white bird-shaped mask with a black design around the eyes. The ensemble was pretty much out of a Disguise Generator. Marina Nicodelli had traded her black coat for a brown trenchcoat, the silver crucifix around her neck for a silver pentagram, and was holding a carved staff, with some cavity at the top of it.

"That's a rather easy disguise, you know Marina?" Richard said quitely.

"You were the one who gave me the idea, Richard," the dark-haired wizard said with a small smirk. "And a good one actually. And you can talk, with your DORKS."

"I couldn't find the right clothes, and... I don't think I'd have any chances of making something myself."

"Yeah. let's see if we can meet someone interesting".

Without further ado, the two of them splitted up, Richard wandering around while Marina went to the bar.

It had taken a lot of coaxing and pleading, but Ix finally agreed to sew them matching costumes. Now, Charlotte was clad in an elegant, pale yellow gown, her hair curled in ringlets. Ix was wearing a black cape and had a white mask on the left side of her face, and she was clutching a rose in her sweaty hands.

"Hey! Nice costumes, you two!" an agent said when she spotted them. "But isn't your mask on the wrong side for the Phantom?"

Ix's cheeks flushed.

"Come on, let's go find someone to talk to," Charlotte muttered, putting a hand on Ix's back and steering her away.

The PPC Halloween party was just beginning to get underway. Agents mingled here and there, some sitting at tables and chatting over food, others milling around the room, dancing and admiring each other's costumes. A long table full of sweets and snacks was set up along the back wall of the ballroom, and in the corner was a tub of apples floating in cold water. A cloud of live bats fluttered about the ceiling, à la Hogwarts, and spooky music oozed softly from speakers disguised as Jack-o'-lanterns set around the room.

Namely something from the Legends continuum. Killiks, an insectoid species coming from Alderaan, but the bulk of the species had left the planet long before the fireworks for DS-1's inauguration went off the reservation.

Killiks could, and can submit other sentients to their hive-mind, up to modifying the brains' chemical, creating people called Affiliated, if I remember that term right.

In the New Jedi Order story arc involving them, the idea was that Jedis... were both more (the Force make them more receptive to the changes to Affiliated) and less (if they know about that, they can use the Force to guard against the changes) vulnerable to that.

Of course, for that arc, things went predictably on the 'more' side for a while, given the fact Alderaan had blown up, Jedi had went extinct for a few decades, and even before that there were not so many Killiks lefft on Alderaan... Any possibility of something similar with the Tyranids' Hive Mind?

And while the Eldar got a passing mention earlier... What about the favorite people of idiosyncratic sentient droids of W40k, the Necrons?