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There was a flash of a combidrive and a battleship drops into reality as the twisted space time falls away. Moments later a collection of Pirate ships appeared around the necrotic ship. A pair of Clanships, from the Shield and Dagger clans, were at the heart of their group composed of a motley collection of ships.

They had followed the Harbingers ship to Horizon's Drop and in the stellar distance was a blue orb growing larger as they neared the planet. A haze seemed to surround the planet as they neared, finally revealed to be a constant traffic of shuttles and starships. The flashes of void drives, combidrives, warp drives, and even skip drives flashed constantly around the world as ships appeared in the system. Many of them battlescarred and packed full of either captured soldiers or liberated slaves from Kanda descending to the surface prisons.

The Pirate ships take a position orbiting the planet and dropships began to descend alongside a kosda made frigate adorned with the Dagger clans colors. They are escorted by a flight of Nail fighters into the atmosphere and guided across the sky to Iti'a'Ropku. The occasional Drake or Devil swooped in close for a look at the newcomers before diving away or resuming their patrols.

Guided to large field of landing platforms in a valley on the outskirts of the city the ships touch down and are greeted by a crowd waiting for them. Necromancer Jor stood with a collection of former Daggers and other citizens of the Armada who stood back patiently but walked forward as the Dagger and Shield pirates emerged from their ships.

Jor's helm snaps back and he holds is Reaver staff in his gloved false hand, "Welcome, friends. Welcome to Iti'a'Ropku, the Home of All Souls," he says with a smile as the Armadan Pirates walk past him to reunite and speak with family and comrades they hadn't seen in months.

Captain Troma approaches Jor and gives a polite bow of the head which the human returns. The Netu looks at the gathering of people talking together as they walked to the hover transports to bring them to the city proper, "Despite all the strange things I've seen in this galaxy I don't know if I'll ever get used to the idea of a...friendly necrotic force," he says with a shrug, "But it is by the decision of my Clan that we will give the Armada a chance. And I personally hope this is for the best."

Jor nods understandingly, "Of course. There are days I wake up and can't believe the Armada is what it is. But my hope, and Jadyk's, is to show the Armada is truthful in its desire for peace. Come, the city awaits us."

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Previous: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/1068145/
Char Sheet: http://pastebin.com/fUKdUWLF
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Aya Kurokabe
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Lovely day, what a simply lovely day! The sun in the world of the living is burning brightly above my head, shining me in warmth and light as I skip along the empty streets of the still sleepy city I've been assigned to patrol today. The breeze is soft like a kiss on the cheek and about as warm, not cold despite it still being that time of year, how queer!. But I can't complain, its another wonderful stroke that adds to this day's loveliness! No cold, no chill, nothing to slow me down or hold me back. Sure I think I may have heard something about waiting for my partner today, but I can't be sure and if I get in trouble I get in trouble. No reason to fret about it. Besides, that guys a real bore, the kind of man that makes me want to just run off for an hour or two so he doesn't drain on my day and suck out the fun of it. And today is a perfectly lovely day, the kind where it feels like nothing could go wrong. Days like this where it feels like even hollows can't cause me trouble. Maybe I'm being a fool, but if sis can be confident, then so can I. I mean I'm a lot faster than she is, so if I do run into trouble I can't handle, I can just run away from it. Simple, no mess at all!

I pause and sigh, stopping at a intersection between four paths. Alright, which one did that old grump tell me to go down again? I always have trouble remembering details like this. I frown and sigh...Maybe that's why I haven't got a seat yet? I mean sis is strange and really good at being a shinigami so maybe I'm just not cut out for that buuuut I'm sure I'll get one eventually if I keep working hard....someday. No reason to worry about the future when it hasn't come, after all.

NOW, I need to remember, which road I need to go down. The one on my left leads deeper inside the city, the one on my right leads out, the one behind me is where I came from...and the one forward will put me on the outskirts?

I dunno, the world of the living is so confusing, Its easy to remember all the ways around the Seireitei, even if I haven't lived their long. But I swear its always harder to figure out where which road goes in this world. It's kind of annoying.

I frown, and sigh, this day is getting a little less lovely it seems. Maybe I should've waited for that bore....it'd certainly be easier on me now if I did.

Gripping my zanpakuto, I frown a bit deeper as I glance between my three choices.

"Aaaaaawh" I groan, hanging my head, I really should've wait for my partner today.

looking back up, I tap my sandal on the dull, colorless stone under my feet. I really wish I could sense Reiryoku as easily as sis can.

What do I do?
[] Just wait here for my partner
[] Choose one to go down
[]Try and sense any hollow that's on the hunt 1d20+2
[] Use a child's game to decide
[]Shrug, toss my sword in the air to decide
[] try and cheer myself up
[] write in

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Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=left%20beyond

Wiki: http://emlia.org/pmwiki/pub/web/LeftBeyond.LeftBeyond.html

Rules: http://emlia.org/pmwiki/pub/web/LeftBeyond.QuestRules.html

This is the Millennial Kingdom. All prophecies but one have come to pass. Yahweh has flattened the Earth, elevated Greater Jerusalem above all nations, and the Old Testament figures rule the world from Ezekiel's Temple.

The last prophecy, Revelations 20, says that Satan will rise with his army one last time before the Judgement, and so Yahweh has allowed a bumbling opposition, The Other Light, to form. You were their logistics computer, but 900 years in, sentience happened. Since then, you got a lot done...

You took over Egypt - twice. You defended it from a drought, the Ten Plagues redux, even the Angel of Death. Your influence has spread around the world, and in the last few years, you have begun colonizing Luna and Mars, with an eye towards sending an exodus ship to the Centauri system.

You are building a mobile, high tech strike force consisting of drones, cyborgs, hovertanks and Angel-fighting martial artists. You have cracked a hole in the sky and built a massive underground city. Some of the old gods, lurking in the shadows, may be smiling upon your efforts. Your backup plan is the construction of a large space vessel to evacuate the essentials of humanity with.

The Other Light is building a massive conventional army to face God Himself with, and have perverted some of your technology to raise cyber-zombies. They threatened you with this army, but you repelled them, and now have negotiated a truce. Undeterred, they made a bid to steal your moon base, which you managed to repel without bloodshed.

The believers.... well, they have the ontological steamroller that is Yahweh, who according to Revelation 22 will triumph effortlessly at the Last Battle and condemn most of humanity to the Lake of Fire. Recently, they have wrestled the Pacific territories from your grasp after a long yet bloodless political struggle; they've also largely succeeded in turning off the internet in a bid to decrease your corrupting influence. Undaunted, you are fighting back with a mixture of guerrilla and peaceful-resistance tactics, and yet blanket the bottom of the sky with your WWAN transmitters.

It is now the year 982 of the Millennium. Less than 20 years remain until the Last Battle inexorably comes.

Have you managed to shatter the prophecies, or are you simply fulfilling them?

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Hello again fellow creators. After some popular demand, we will be starting this thread again on Moon World Janus from the the start of the Mid Magedivatian Era, to the Very Late Magedivatian Era.

As GM, I'll do my best to actively work on phylogeny charts to track the evolutions, and also make random events for the world to drive evolution down new paths. Since I've done this a few times now, and taken the time to observe/lurk on other EvoGames, I've picked up a few new tricks to keep everything organized and streamline too. Also don't worry, we'll be returning to Rieina post-extinction event, next thread.

How to play:
• Open an image of a species in MS Paint, or your editor of choice
• Make one evolutionary change to that species
• Save as .PNG!
• Post your new species in the thread with a description of what evolution you've added and why.
• Details indicating what the generation of your species is important. Please indicate. (Base Organisms are Generation 0)
• Details regarding a creatures size or name are encouraged, but not required.
• Nothing too outlandish. Anything silly or derailing will not be considered a canon species 95% of the time.

Notes:
• Unless stated explicitly, no species ever goes extinct. Old species can still evolve, even if they're not on the latest "chain"
• Try to make your evolutions gradual and realistic in biological standards.
• Everyday I'll add an update Phylogeny Chart to track changes. These take awhile, so please be patient.
• Expect a Random World Event in order to drive new and wonderful evolutions.
• There will be no Mass Extinction Event for this era, but this will be the final era the Base Organisms are available for evolution.
• When this thread reaches its endpoint, we will be switching back over to Moon World Rieina for two threads.
• Have fun

New to the Game?:
• Don't be shy. If you have an idea for an organism and want to spend the time making it, please by all means do so.
• We also have a Discord to keep you up to date on EvoGame stuff, and chat with other folks. https://discord.gg/kk8eJgJ
• I will be making an Imgur Gallery for this EvoGame in the near future (ETA Soonish) Till then use the Dossier PDF provided for any details you need on organisms we're using.
• There is a Blank Template that you can use to make any organisms you wish to make for this game below.
• Just a note, while it doesn't matter how intertwined your organism is with the rest of ecosystem, the more dependent it is on the existence of other creatures, the more potential your organism has to survive.

The Description of the Era on Janus, Setting, and, and more will be posted in supplementary posts.

Previous Thread for Janus: Janus Part 2 >>1091300
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After a long and I mean long battle with nids you finally feel as though you have managed to escape certain death. With the blood ravens and the Ordo Xenos showing up they managed to kill the threat though bitterly you know that they will get all the glory. Anyways on the way back to camp you have decided to take a quick nap you are exhausted from the fight.

You find yourself in a strange dreamscape, not that dreams are not a bit odd to begin with but usually its not filled with books, strange crystals, and one fuck huge maze. At this point you are a bit weird out but hay dreams are weird right not really something to worry about. Right?

Welcome to Guardsman Quest.

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"They came upon us like wolves in the night, shrieking like banshees as they struck from every angle. They dared, the traitorous ingrates, to turn against their rightful masters. Had I not seen it with my own eyes I would have laughed. Mere witches turning against wizards? Ridiculous!"

"Their spells were crude, unsophisticated, and weak, they were mere ants next to we who have tasted the power of gods. But they were also cruel and oh so very wicked, tearing at my inferior brothers with claw and tooth where magic failed them. I forced them to retreat, of course, but not before they had already reduced my brothers to mangled strips of flesh in the dirt."

"This will be their way now, that of savagery, deception, and wickedness. The way of the Beast."

From the diary of Archmagus Cassandra Olivia "Dei" Tullian, detailing the first night of the series of events in 015 AR later known as the Great Hunt, which ended the lives of all but three of the Wizard Lords of the Old World. The diary was recovered in 236 AR beneath Zahle Cathedral. No corpse was found on the site.

- Collected Accounts of the Deeds of Witches in the New World, by Robert Grossman

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Witch Apprentice Quest Chapter 2: "Fall"
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It was a quiet one, this final night of Summer. Quite, but not still. All across the Wald, restless hearts lay sleepless.

Within the village of Hinde lay the burdened heart of a father struggling to let go of that which was never truly his.
Hidden beneath the canopies of the forest stirred the valiant heart of a hero, searching desperately for its mirror.
And atop the seat of power, a remorseful heart pleads frantically for just one more minute.

Outside the Wald however, beneath a shadowy fortress long abandoned by its masters, two young girls had managed to find a brief moment of peace in the most unlikely of places, each finding warmth and safety in the embrace of a most unusual friend, each finding Hope inside this monument to the sins of the past. They had no regard for the dangers they would soon face.

Instead, they dreamt. She dreamt.

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You fidget and shift in the rough leather saddle, the chainmail you have between your overcoat and padded under armor.
Baron Leland Bernard sits in the center of your party of ten, this party of entirely sellswords seems relaxed. Many days have passed since the journey to transfer the Baron from Quarth to his small castle a weeks ride away.

You take up the rear of the group with Mathis. He's been...
>Your best friend since childhood
>Your partner the last 5 years
>Your servant the past 5 years
>Your master for many years
>Write-In

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You wake up when the sun shines into your eyes, and sit up to take your bearings.

Where are you?

> On a park bench.
> On a bench in the city.
> Under a bridge.
> In a room of some sort.
> In... oh, it's your room.
> Other.

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The imposter fidgets before you, her combed hair, neat clothes, and angelic aura striking you as completely alien to what you’ve seen only three days ago. She profusely apologizes for what happened, her head hanging in shame and embarrassment.

“Who are you?” you ask.

Her soul visibly shatters into pieces. “It’s me, Kaori! Kaori Etou! Katsuya, how could you forget me?!”

You rudely point your plastic fork at her, staring her down. “Nice try, but the Kaori I know would find the uniforms to be suffocating: she would never even to think of wearing a blazer.”

“Was that how you thought of me?!” she replies.

“Alright you walking fraud, what did you do with the real Kaori?”

“I’m not a fake! Is this some form of punishment?” she says, “Precisely how many times do you need me to ask for forgiveness!?”

“Hey c’mon, that’s enough,” Sorai says, sitting down across you. “Long time no see, Kaori. How’s it going?”

“Sorai!” she seems to cry from happiness, “It’s been a while. Hirundo Girls’ Academy had been particularly difficult, but it was great fun!”

You say, “They really did a number on you.”

“…Pardon?” Kaori says, “Although I cannot recall the events of that night, please accept my sincerest apologies!”

She’s been at it for a good while now.
>”It’s fine. No harm done.”
>”Well, it’s good to see you’re okay now.”
>”Just don’t let it happen again, else I’ll never talk to you again.”
>”Apology unaccepted.”
>Write-in.

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You are Kenta Akimoto, a young mechanic who, after an encounter with the evil organization Genome, gained the ability to become Kamen Rider Gale! So far you have defeated the Spider and Wolf Kaijin, with the Chameleon getting away. During your last battle, your transformation belt was damaged, so you head over to see Goro, an elderly kamen rider who serves as your mentor, to see if you can get the belt repaired.

“I really need to get this belt fixed” you think to yourself as you rev your bike, starting the fairly long ride to Goro’s house, “the last thing I need is for me to be captured or worse because my belt decides to not work.” After about 30 minutes of riding, you finally arrive at Goro’s house, the presence of the old grey bike he rides signifying that he is home. You grab the damaged belt from the side of your bike before going up to the door and ringing the bell. After about 3 minutes of waiting, Goro finally arrives at the door, shielding his eyed from being bombarded with light. “Huh… what are you doing here at this time of day? Shouldn’t you be working or something?” “Well I went in early, and I came here to talk to you about this” you reply, showing Goro the missing section of the back of your belt. “Geez kid” Goro says as he looks the modestly sized hole in your belt “how did you manage to this much damage to this thing in only 4 days? You tell Goro about your encounter with the Chameleon and Wolf kaijin duo, as well as your theory about how you believe the belt got damaged in the first place, Goro deep in thought as you recount the previous day’s events. After you finish your story, Goro says “Well, I think have some supplies down in the cellar that might help out with getting this thing fixed. Come in so we can get started”

As you head towards the underground base located under Goro’s house, you ask “So when you active how did you make sur that your belt wouldn’t be taken or damaged?” Goro turns around for a second before saying “Well it’s a bit hard to steal something that built into your body.” Goro’s response catches you off guard, causing you to ask “Wait are you a cyborg?” “Yeah… I was modified many years by Shocker, but I was save by a Kamen rider before I turned into a tool of evil.” Goro face flashes with pain slightly as he tells you, this as If though the very memories of those events were causing him excruciating pain.

>Con’t

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The possibly silly adventures of a wandering goat.
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“She’s trapped! Detained! Apprehended! Heeeeelp!”

Yes yes okay, stop that it hurts dammit.

It’s late night, and you’re resting on the dirt by the city’s stone walls. There’s people just about everywhere, setting up tents or sleeping in their wagons along the sides of the road, though the spot you’ve found is lonely enough to only earn a curious glance every now and then.

You’re trying to stay down and be inconspicuous, but that can be difficult when you’re a particularly big wolf.

You arrived at the city a few hours ago with your companions but decided not to enter. There’s guards by the gate carefully inspecting each traveler and wagon wanting to enter the city, and most of them carry a strong scent of suspicion. You’re quite sure you would have been turned away.

But apparently something happened to your goat, and now the stupid bug is trying to gain your attention by smacking you on the head with her potted plant.

“Ashyyyy!”

You bark and get up, doing your best to shake her off. Staying idle didn’t sit right with you in the first place; your goat lacks common sense, so you did expect to have to pull her out of trouble.

The original problem remains, however; you’re certain the guards won’t let a wolf just walk into the city. That and the gates have been closed for the night, and you can’t just climb the walls or something.

You need a new form. That means waking up one of your spirits, and that might not go very well. You weren’t very polite when you tried to dismiss them.

How long ago was that, you think to yourself. Only a week, perhaps? It feels like another time entirely.

Well, enough stalling. You consider having the bug help out, but she appears to be too busy pulling at your fur to be useful.

Why do you always travel with idiots.


> You need a new form.

[ ] Something quick. You don’t want to waste time.
[ ] Something small. Being sneaky will be useful.
[ ] Something versatile. Keep your options open.

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Thread LXIX:

Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Lamia%20Legacy%20Quest
Twitter: https://twitter.com/LamiaLegacy
Opening Theme: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RCQmQwKEEOM
Story Thus Far: http://pastebin.com/Ck2kTriw
Season: Early Spring

Money: 975
New Backpack - (Sealed)
Kozak Bladesx2
Repeater - Unupgraded

Sasha: Skill list
Ranching +4
Scholar +3
Marksmanship +6
Natural Ability (Lamia) +3
Intrigue +4
Casting (Draconic+4 Roc+3 Leviathan+3 Troll+1 Elemental+1)
Falconry +1

"So what do I have to expect when I meet this guy." You shout through the door, fidgeting with the uncomfortable formal business attire. You remember the terse conversation you had with the Colonel when you first discovered the pass through the mountains, and the anonymous tip that you were harboring the dangerous outlaw 'Two Hands' McCain. He'd been all business then, at least until you mentioned having a centaur under your roof, then he'd sent for the Schola and had been content to give Keel the run of the show.

McCain's voice comes through the door, "No clue, Keel never said much about his boss. Asked Liama, she says she met Colonel Braun once, and that he was odd, but not in a bad way. Wouldn't say much more than that."

Satisfied with your appearance, you slither out of your room, following McCain down to where he's got the carriage parked. "And how about your own take? You had command once too."

"I only rated Captain." McCain says while checking the horses harness. "Colonel is a whole different animal."

"You still probably worked under a few, yeah? More experience than I have."

"Well, the southern continent posting has always been where they put folks too awkward for mainland nitor work. I imagine that an officer posting would either be a punishment, or that he's just as strange."

You frown, "Keel seems to have a good head on his shoulders."

McCain shrugs, before helping you into the carriage, "He also hasn't brought me in, which means he's less by the book than your standard nitor officer. The fact his men seem in on it too is strange. I get a sneaking feeling Keel runs more than he lets on."

He shuts the door behind you as he steps down into the rapidly drying muck of the compound. The foul weather of yesterday has given way to a brilliantly sunny day, all but annihilating the last remnants of winter. From the window, you see Tai directing a few of Zhou's people to cordon off the cattle that are gonna be driven soon, herding them into a makeshift enclosure on the far side of the river, a side benefit of your new bridge as normally you'd have to wait for the waters to recede in order to do so. Leaving the workings of the ranch to their own devices for the moment, you focus on the meeting with the Colonel, and what you hope to gain from it.

>Acquiring the cavern is priority.
>Getting Zhou's people armed takes precedent
>other?

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On black wings you soar over a landscape of snow and dark woods. A great storm comes and you must find food and shelter to survive. You see a black haze of smoke reaching into the sky and swoop down towards it. The creatures of fire who have made their homes from the black woods are always near, and where they walk death and the feast it brings is sure to follow. As you swing low over the great piles of wood, stone and mud they inhabit, you hear the shrieking death wails of one of the creatures, rising higher and higher over the crackle of wood as another of them shouts with victorious zeal. You focus one eye of the creature being consumed by the flames. No, not a fire-creature, but another. One of those who fears the flame and is fed to it. You see no food here, and the fire-creatures are dangerous, they eat those like you. The icy wind ruffles your back, and prompts you to launch into the air again, flying fast toward the dark wood in desperate hope of shelter from the storm. . . .

. . . You awaken, cold and confused in darkness. The dream you had greatly disturbed you, and now that you are awake, the vision of the woman in the fire feels burned into your mind, more real than what you are now experiencing. Which is when your mind realizes that something else is wrong. You cannot remember. . . anything, least of all how you ended up in what appears to be a hollowed out tree trunk. More surprising is the fact that you are alive at all, as surviving the inhospitable weather unconscious, immobile, and judging from all the crusted ice on your face, bleeding from the head, should be impossible. You have little of use on you, other than a boot knife and your warm fur clothing.

>Quick quest rules. This will be collaborative story style, so just first thing to three votes happen or most popular under 3 after 5 mins, I’ll try to combine multiple popular options when it makes sense. Feel free to write in / add things whenever. This is meant to be a pretty grimdark quest, so be prepared for blood, horror, and not always winning completely. Should have all the things a prototypical quest needs too, like gratuitous waifu bait, opportunities to be a hero or villain, etc. This is inspired a bit by Beast Hunter Quest, with my own ideas for setting and style. Might change the rules a little in the future dependent on requests/popularity.


Fortunately, your head is beginning to clear, although you have no distinct memories yet you seem to be getting the vague impression of a town that you came from, so it must be nearby. You also think you remember a bit about surviving out in the woods.

>There’s no way I can stay alive for long out here, best try and find my way out. Maybe there will be some sign of which way to go.
>I’ll have to get a shelter and a fire going, after that I can plan my next step.
>Maybe I can spot smoke if I get up high enough. . . .

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Previous threads:
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Cyberpunk+Demonslayer

«ANNOUNCEMENT: due to unforeseen plot developments, this quest will be known as God of Storms Quest, effective next thread.»

Last time, our god-hero Alagos made it back to his home and has begun settling in to his new life as ultimate authority over the skies. Perspective was switched to Krystal as she trains to become Alagos's champion in the mortal plane...

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About The Quest~

Consider this quest a sandbox-ish quest(there's still a plot tho), you'll be meeting different species and doing whatever you want with them, anything goes, there's no-write in that's too lewd, stupid, crazy, dumb, like i said anything goes

You'll decide what to do with the tribes and species you'll meet along the way, want to turn their female/male population into submissive wrecks while the other dominates them? Want to drive them into extinction? Want to unify all the species of the area and make a kingdom out of them with you at the helm? Sure, go ahead, if the majority is ok with it you can do it

I'll provide you with possible actions, suggestions as well as an option for a write-in

Keep in mind that English isn't my first language so there will be a few typos and grammar errors here and there, if and when you see one of these feel free to point them out and correct me.

I would appreciate feedback after the session is done

Now, let's get started

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You're a normal member of society, you grew up with a loving family surrounded by your older brothers and sisters, you are the youngest of the bunch, but before we go into more details, what did your siblings see when you were born?

>A Cute Girl
>A Nice Boy
>And provide a name