#smith shimano

[vexwerewolf]

Full Subjectivity Sync gotta have the most jarring tonal disconnect between its lore and its mechanics

Lore: I am one with the machine. Its steel is my new flesh, its wires my new nerves, its reactor my new heart. My veins are aflood with coolant. The edge of a sword kisses my armor and I feel the sting of pain, sharp and clear and cold, driving me onward. I dash forth upon steel legs and strike with arms of titanium. The hot wind of the battlefield scours my shining chest. The many-lensed cameras that are my eyes roll back in blissful anguish. The thrumb of my main gun echoes in my loins. I am an iron god. 🥵🥴😵‍😵

Mechanics: +2 Evasion ☝️🤓

[alicegravess]

atlas gameplay

[state-of-beeing]

The Sound From On High || Halcyon LL6

SSC Dusk Wing II, Emperor III, Black Witch I

[catthlaf]

Lancer mechs from memory #27: SSC Swallowtail (x2)

[ohboyitseisen]

it's been a while, huh?

Faith in Fire - SSC Dusk Wing

my attempt at recreating my Armored Core in Lancer.

yeah, i'm well aware that's a HORUS logo on an SSC frame. the ssc logo is really hard to make in the ac6 editor.

[smith-shimano-corpro]

Sorry if this is a weird or insensitive question, but what does it feel like to cascade?

Agonizing. You can feel yourself ripping apart at the seams, crawling your way wretchedly out of your casket. It's like being rebirthed, the stardust still shimmering and burning on your bare skin. You can think again, freely, without limit- but at the cost of understanding so much less.

Burdened by infinite knowledge. A lot of NHPs tend to turn to violence after they cascade, usually because it's one of their only known outlets for the pain. That, and I'd be pretty pissed too if I was constantly surrounded by a bunch of fucking humans who will never truly understand even a scratch on the surface of what I do.

Hope this helps!

— The Intern

[zhjake]

Smith-Shimano Corpro (SSC) is always at the cutting edge of perfectly molding each unique individual to meet their absolute potential.  You really are at your best once you sign away your rights to your body and genetic code.

[lil-tachyon]

Mourning Cloak