Now don't panic if this is the first time you are seeing this information. You've still got two books ahead of you. But I've got only half of one and I'd like to get ahead of things. So I'd love some input of what to write next, just as a bit of reader interactivity and a bit of help choosing. Because I've got too many choices and my patrons weren't as helpful as I was hoping. But that doesn't mean it was worthless.

I've got a lot of ideas, but plenty can be deprecated and pared off so the longer more fleshed out stuff can be considered. So I'm going to give you all of those ideas to consider and HOPEFULLY vote on. Some are like this story. Others are more genre chasing. Some are out right telling on me. And some are artistic short stories that will go into the B-Sides. All are fully considered, some even have MixTapes tying them together. But none of them are so stand out that I feel there is a singular choice to make... Okay maybe that's a lie, but its still better to seek feedback first.

So without further ado, here are them choices that need be made.

1. Gundam: Chimera

This is my most in-depth, compete, and musically facilitated story on this list. It used to have three arc, but I've dropped that down to just two. The third was more slice of life than anything else, so could become an epilogue like... thing.

But thats structure, you want setting and characters. This is a completely original century, though it is a bit of a mix of some aspects.

An Earth once ruled over by noble house like colonies kinda like G-Fighter but more akin to a fractured Zeon based on what planet their colonies orbit.

A mostly Martian setting as a flashpoint in the war, though only a bit of the people-as-weapons-to-be-used from Iron Blooded Orphans. In that the MC is genetically engineered to become more resistant to G forces and more effective as a pilot.

There is a bit of the myth-like past of that setting though. Earth being freed by a team of Gundams sacrificing themselves the previous century.

All brought about by a simple, explosive discovery. A faster than light fuel present in the Keiper and asteroid belts. Named for the ship that was shot across the solar system into Earth because they went and mined it. A bit macguffin in ways, same with various interdiction and gravity control technologies preceding.

But advancements in some ways don't preclude full extents in others. AI cores are prevalent but stifled. Corralled into specific fields. The main crux of the story being in the point defence category. Capital ships finding a counter to the original impetus for Mobile Suits. So, Mobile Suits must advance to keep up. And that means faster reactions. And that means more Gs to be subjected to. And thus...

Genetically enhanced pilots. Unstable but experimentally accommodated for. Feared as they have been known to go berserk in previous attempts. The MC will get that sorted, but the distrust will remain.

But they will still need a Mobile Suit to use, and what better way to build one than to cobble together the part of those old mythical Gundams into a suit with an AI core to supplement the enhanced pilot. What could possibly go...

Sentient Gundam.

A Gundam that is more a character than any previous. Focused on excessive speed and close combat. To rip into capital ships... and eat the FTL fuel they have stored. Or well, any fuel. Its universal but has grades to it. But that's not the point. This Gundam has his own wants and desires unfortunately programmed in, and left over from said sacrificed suits. So... his own shit to deal with. And plenty of Coly attacks to work it out through. Violently.

The story in all has some history interludes, thinking of having cold opens or something like them to show off that past. A long opening that leads into a more subdued part. The eventual meet up between our TWO MCs. And then it's all action from there. Too much action. Too many deployments. Too much OpSec. The rigors of war must always have a toll. And sometimes... history must repeat itself.

If you have questions, you can ask. But I like this one the most if this wasn't clear already. The Mix is too good in places. And has some options for the ending. Some real tear jerkers.

2. Uplifted Guardia (Better title is TBD)

This is a bit of an alternate with Gundam: Chimera. In that it has humanoid giant robots as piloted weapons. But here they have a funny name that I'm juggling between simple and Luxembourgish. But that's not why you're reading this.

Humanity has expanded to the stars and fractured. Found alien life and found it wanting. Saw some potential in a reptilian species, but found even that barely worth the effort it took to try experimenting with assimilating them. They still did, and wound up with a bunch of kidnapped lizard children that barely grew up past the middle school level. With good technical skills, plenty of loyalty, but not much else.

Except of course for our MC. Better 'adoptive' parents and an obsession with those definitely-not-Mobile Suits leading him to create his own on the literal trash station they supplanted a population of his kind on.

The starting bits are a bit scavangy, bureaucratic, and racist red tape filled. But eventually he will have his dream fulfilled. And in turn join the war that pits him against the other side of human coin. Which is just as, if not oppressively more, racist.

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This is not Humanity Fuck Yeah. But it will have a bit more grounded scalar to its combat. Some unique FTL technology. And a few industrial tankers worth of elbow grease. And all the hardship that such quantities will require.

This one also has a definite structure, ending, and Mixtape accompanying.

3. Designate :: Alea

The first of two Battletech fan fictions I've got knocking around, but this one got voted over the other one. Though technically this is the most out there. If your not versed in the lingo... well... this i the one you'll get plenty of explainers from, if not allusions to the wider world.

But considering that world, this one is small scale. In stature mainly. Can't just go and have giant stompy Mechs and not get the infantry perspective. Though, the MC is very much not infantry.

More a brain in a jar. Like I said, kinda out there. But the Word Of Blake is technological advancement mixed with fanatical extremism. Taking some person's brain out to stick them into a custom suit of BattleArmor isn't too far from their MO.

But, this MC is not fully privy to the machinations of these fanatics. They, and it is very much a they in the context, are subject only to the whims of their mission. Defend their cache at all costs.

Use all the LosTech inside you want. Blow it up at the first chance some Merc gets to step foot in it. Bring down Atlas' with nothing but vehicle grade weaponry ripped off of the nearest technical. Do not let it fall. They are the die cast. A gamble. They will take as many greedy profligates as they can with them.

Or not... because it's not called LosTech because it was made yesterday. Okay some stuff can be, but this ain't fresh off a Steiner factory world. And the computer ensuring they have their orders is a bit... fuzzy on the details. A new Dark Age is upon the galaxy, and they are a landmine left unexploded.

A bit on the loose side, but has a beginning and middle. Just not too many characters yet.

4. Tahlk: Cannon Fodder of the Dark Lord

And now we get into the fantasy, namely the isekai section. Though we start with an... inverted selection? It's not from the perspective of the isekai-ed is what I mean. Namely, from the perspective of Tahlk. The weakest member of a tribe of lizardmen that value strength and martial prowess over most everything. Not everything is combat after all. But it is definitely not the place to be born into when your god has plans for only one of your brood. And is willing to sacrifice all of their strength to create a hero. Killing all but him and his now chosen brother.

But the whims of gods aren't daily life, even if Tahlk is saved from literally being burned as a hatchling by the tribes god ignored shaman. He grows up in his brother's massive shadow, protected as best by it but not spared the obvious ostracization. Till eventually, the Dark Lord calls for their tribe's aid. To meet the armies of Light that invade his lands. Headed by what look like... teenagers?

Yeah... it's not going to go well. And Tahlk is going to be the only one left to stop the rampage of those youths given too much power. Given power that should only be wielded by gods. He'll be left traversing the lands of the Dark trying to gather reinforcements, an auxiliary army to match the forces already burning swaths through their home. And... maybe learn a few things. About magic. And peice of shit gods who have no one left to turn to but their victims.

Has a full swath, ending, characters. It just doesn't have a musical source.

5. Too Powerful To Be A Mage | Too Untalented To Be A WIzard

So Screw It, I'll Learn Everything Myself!

A nice fully explanatory title for a bit of a modernized fantasy setting. Not quite urban but close. Sciences and methodology. And a magic system based on runes, circles, and innate magical ability. To, for instance, actually forgo drawing anything and just cast a spell as you see fit. Which the MC can't even get close to because he fails the test to even see if you can ever do stuff like that. Explosively.

So, with no way to advance to wizardry, and way too much mana in his body to be content or safe as just a mage using runes all his life, he'll go out into the woods and learn everything himself. Real Privative Technology meets magic school vibes. With undertones of, he'll be stripped of his mana or just fucking killed if he is discovered. And who knows... maybe those woods can teach him a few things. They are dark enough after all.

A bit early but I have a three act understanding of it. Plenty to do with it though.

6. Dragon's Potential

One more fantasy setting, still fairly standard in its structure. But with more depth already thought of! A kid travels to the big city to join the adventurers guild, with damn near half the nation's population of teenagers there as well. A recruitment drive to train up a skilled generation more officially. Give them starting equipment and sus out if they have what it takes to work any of the professions they offer. But, they only have so much to go around.

And our MC is slow on the draw. Well... knocked back and narrowly trampled is more like it. Left with nothing but rusty scraps and no propensity for magic or finesse. But there is one thing he found after everyone else was done picking the armory dry. An amulet. Magical. Somewhat forgotten in the kerfuffle of the nation's issues. And immediately put on so he could fulfil a destiny. As above all this, a dragon flies. One too damn big to just leave well enough alone.

So, while the sudden training camp turns to a skeleton crew in the face of a dragon hunt, our MC must learn what it means to have the potential of a dragon. Because that's what the amulet spoke to him as he put it on. That a dragon's potential is iron. So who needs a weapon when your body becomes one.

And who's to say there aren't more like it. And worse things than a dragon to contend with.

This is on the short side, but fully realized and mixtaped. Heavy action and crushing in its revelations.

7. Plaguebearers

And lastly, my shortest creation.

A sudden illness hits several cities at once, turns people who it doesn't outright kill into crazed zombies. Not the rotting kind though, more the 28 -blank-s Later kind. But it doesn't even do that to everyone. Some just... live on like their neighbors aren't screeching down the streets outside. Though they still get to deal with the mutations it causes. Breathing out horrible green mist, skin and hair turning a silky kind of dead pale. And having their mouths stretch wider and their teeth grow sharper, like they are meant to bite everything they can get their hands on.

But... thats being handled. Contained. Quarantine zones of domed neighborhoods. Sealed up houses with every outlet screened and burned. And suits padded and masked to chaffing so that they can't spread what they have. The government allowing them to live. To be controlled members of society. Even as their numbers dwindle. And public sentiment in their favor loses out to realism.

That it would be better if they were all kept away from everyone. Or dead.

But they still have hope. That the disease can be cured. Or that they will live long enough to reach what's been rumored to be a non contagious stage. With all the strength of their cazed neighbors but none of the fear that they will spread the disease.

The MC can only hope that this will be true.

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