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[X] The Lost Scientists
Between the Darkstars (NO SV, TRY AND CONQUER THE GALAXY!)
- Thread starter Cyberphilosipher
- Start date
- Original Sci-Fi
- Location
- California,USA
Calling the vote in 48 hours.
- Location
- California,USA
Calling the Vote [X] The Lost Scientists wins.
Tech Expedition Mini-Turn Part 2
- Location
- California,USA
Tech Expedition Mini-Turn Part 2
The Sundancer shot to orbit as you unstrapped yourself from the seat. "Well shit I don't expect this to be too rocky Ambrose?"
"Not particularly...Its in a more quiet trip." She said. "How are you feeling?"
"Not that bad I'm just wondering what madness we'll find there." You said.
"Come now its going to be abandoned and loaded with goodies for us to steal and we'll be back before we know it."
Travel Roll 1 (Leaving Your Territory) : D100 => 94+15 (Danger sense) +5 (Ambrose Pilot Trait) +20 (Map from Reacher)=134
Sundancer took a moment before asking, "You sure you trust this map, though? I know what a smuggler's route looks like, and that path they've laid out on that map is a smuggler's route that could have us running into every single pirate and-"
"I trust him. He's never let me down before, and he certainly wouldn't now. Anyways, you say its a smuggler's route, but you know as well as I do why we need to take it. It'll shave weeks off of our travel time. Anyways, I have a feeling we won't see a single pirate on our way out."
"And how are you so confident on that one, captain?"
"Let's just say I have a feeling"
"Well damn I knew you were good at your job of killing Pirates but really you don't have to boast." Ambrose said.
"I'm not boasting...I KNOW we're not going to be dealing with them." You said. "So...what is it like as a Primarch Acolyte?"
"A lot of Science...a lot of food training and well, dealing with planning bloodlines and the like." She said.
"You almost make it sound like you are not loving every second of it. I can literally feel the glow of excitement you have from here."
"Alright, you caught me. You've somehow given me the largest surprise of the millennia, and told me that not only would I be involved, but that I should go wild. I honestly can't believe that this is really happening"
You can only shake your head at her. She had been giddy ever since she had analyzed your child, and you could tell that this had been the most exciting project of her career.
So...anything coming up on the matter of my child?" You said.
"Its going to be a bit heavy...as in a slightly above average size in terms of comparing it other children I've helped deliver." She said.
"You've done this before?" You said.
"Oh more times then I care to admit...but your the first Important person I've helped with this even if its going to be a few months before I can see the results." She said.
"I know...hell I'm going to be scared..." You said.
"Remain calm...it will only be temporary...the Real hell is child rearing." She said.
You both laughed at that.
Travel Roll 2 (Crossing the Void): D100 => 73+15 (Danger sense) +5 (Ambrose Pilot Trait) +20 (Map from Reacher)=123
You look outside, spotting.... absolutely nothing, but the empty ruined wrecks of an ancient Terran fleet.
Ambrose eyes followed yours, and after a moment, she continued, "You know, you are right again. This path is completely safe. A bloody battleship graveyard, a place pirates and smugglers are always supposed to inhabit, and this whole space is clear. I must say, dear, your map is amazing"
"I wouldn't have guessed it either, but it looks like this path was recently cleared."
"What?"
"You can tell, right over there, by the frigate, there are a bunch of holes. Those were made by modern naval lasers. if we were to swing to the other side, we would see the scorch marks."
"Wait, then how can your map show this as a safe zone if this place was only cleared out recently?"
"I did say I knew it was safe"
"Lucky Bastard." She said.
"I know how its going to work out... somehow." You said.
"Inborn Psionics?" She said.
"You already know?" You said.
"I know but I want to hear it from you?" She said.
"Danger sense from my psionics." You said.
"My guess it causes bouts of insomnia and Paranoia?" She said.
"I've learned to manage it." You said.
Her whole body tenses, and her eyes lock onto yours.
It takes a second for you to respond, "Uh, Ambrose, you OK-"
"After this trip is over, I'll take a second look at everything. I've heard too many people with psionics say they've got things handled, and trust me when I say things can go terribly wrong when you let it go unchecked"
"You make it sound like I will go insane tomorrow"
"No, I make it sound like you have one of the most stressful jobs once could have, and have every reason to ignore any actual issues you have until the last second"
"Now come on, I am not that reckless"
"How many times have you actually put things off to the last second, and then escaped some terrible danger at the last second? How many times have you put off rest or relaxation? How many times was your version of relaxation a high intensity activity?"
You take a second to mull over her words and try to remember a counterex-
"Just..... please, take some time to assuage my fears, alright?"
"alright, but I also am a military officer and go to mandatory therapy sessions." You said.
"that's not making me feel better Ellera!" she said.
"You overreact." You said.
Travel Roll 3 (Avoiding the Black Hole): D100 => 75+15 (Danger sense) +5 (Ambrose Pilot Trait) +20 (Map from Reacher)=115
Well it was a black hole...with a station seemingly using it to stay in place...
How odd?
"Be careful." You said.
"This isn't the first Black Hole I've Navigated... I'm a professional." She said.
You shake your head as you can feel her overconfidence. Yet your approach is right on target, as your nose seems to be latched onto the flight path and you are speeding-
"Ambrose, how about we slow it down a tad"
"What?"
"It says on the map to try and take it slow, so let's do that"
"Didn't you want me to run, captain?"
"I didn't say a damn word Ambrose. Are you sure we should be so concerned about me?"
"Sorry... not sure what came over me.... but I had this feeling that I should hurry and run. I thought you had given me a command, honestly"
.... You really didn't know what to make of that, but you were still on course, and would be able to dock just fine.
Speaking of which you could see a few places where you could enter. You took a second while you considered where you really wanted to dock your ship.
[]The Hanger Bay: Alright its time to Hail them...because being polite and call.
[]The Side Access Hatch: We don't need to be SO open-handed... let's find somewhere secure.
[]The Emergency Access Hatch: You don't feel comfortable with this... lets do things quietly... you want a quiet and speedy operation.
AN: Thank you Anon, Now we're gonna have some fun.
The Sundancer shot to orbit as you unstrapped yourself from the seat. "Well shit I don't expect this to be too rocky Ambrose?"
"Not particularly...Its in a more quiet trip." She said. "How are you feeling?"
"Not that bad I'm just wondering what madness we'll find there." You said.
"Come now its going to be abandoned and loaded with goodies for us to steal and we'll be back before we know it."
Travel Roll 1 (Leaving Your Territory) : D100 => 94+15 (Danger sense) +5 (Ambrose Pilot Trait) +20 (Map from Reacher)=134
Sundancer took a moment before asking, "You sure you trust this map, though? I know what a smuggler's route looks like, and that path they've laid out on that map is a smuggler's route that could have us running into every single pirate and-"
"I trust him. He's never let me down before, and he certainly wouldn't now. Anyways, you say its a smuggler's route, but you know as well as I do why we need to take it. It'll shave weeks off of our travel time. Anyways, I have a feeling we won't see a single pirate on our way out."
"And how are you so confident on that one, captain?"
"Let's just say I have a feeling"
"Well damn I knew you were good at your job of killing Pirates but really you don't have to boast." Ambrose said.
"I'm not boasting...I KNOW we're not going to be dealing with them." You said. "So...what is it like as a Primarch Acolyte?"
"A lot of Science...a lot of food training and well, dealing with planning bloodlines and the like." She said.
"You almost make it sound like you are not loving every second of it. I can literally feel the glow of excitement you have from here."
"Alright, you caught me. You've somehow given me the largest surprise of the millennia, and told me that not only would I be involved, but that I should go wild. I honestly can't believe that this is really happening"
You can only shake your head at her. She had been giddy ever since she had analyzed your child, and you could tell that this had been the most exciting project of her career.
So...anything coming up on the matter of my child?" You said.
"Its going to be a bit heavy...as in a slightly above average size in terms of comparing it other children I've helped deliver." She said.
"You've done this before?" You said.
"Oh more times then I care to admit...but your the first Important person I've helped with this even if its going to be a few months before I can see the results." She said.
"I know...hell I'm going to be scared..." You said.
"Remain calm...it will only be temporary...the Real hell is child rearing." She said.
You both laughed at that.
Travel Roll 2 (Crossing the Void): D100 => 73+15 (Danger sense) +5 (Ambrose Pilot Trait) +20 (Map from Reacher)=123
You look outside, spotting.... absolutely nothing, but the empty ruined wrecks of an ancient Terran fleet.
Ambrose eyes followed yours, and after a moment, she continued, "You know, you are right again. This path is completely safe. A bloody battleship graveyard, a place pirates and smugglers are always supposed to inhabit, and this whole space is clear. I must say, dear, your map is amazing"
"I wouldn't have guessed it either, but it looks like this path was recently cleared."
"What?"
"You can tell, right over there, by the frigate, there are a bunch of holes. Those were made by modern naval lasers. if we were to swing to the other side, we would see the scorch marks."
"Wait, then how can your map show this as a safe zone if this place was only cleared out recently?"
"I did say I knew it was safe"
"Lucky Bastard." She said.
"I know how its going to work out... somehow." You said.
"Inborn Psionics?" She said.
"You already know?" You said.
"I know but I want to hear it from you?" She said.
"Danger sense from my psionics." You said.
"My guess it causes bouts of insomnia and Paranoia?" She said.
"I've learned to manage it." You said.
Her whole body tenses, and her eyes lock onto yours.
It takes a second for you to respond, "Uh, Ambrose, you OK-"
"After this trip is over, I'll take a second look at everything. I've heard too many people with psionics say they've got things handled, and trust me when I say things can go terribly wrong when you let it go unchecked"
"You make it sound like I will go insane tomorrow"
"No, I make it sound like you have one of the most stressful jobs once could have, and have every reason to ignore any actual issues you have until the last second"
"Now come on, I am not that reckless"
"How many times have you actually put things off to the last second, and then escaped some terrible danger at the last second? How many times have you put off rest or relaxation? How many times was your version of relaxation a high intensity activity?"
You take a second to mull over her words and try to remember a counterex-
"Just..... please, take some time to assuage my fears, alright?"
"alright, but I also am a military officer and go to mandatory therapy sessions." You said.
"that's not making me feel better Ellera!" she said.
"You overreact." You said.
Travel Roll 3 (Avoiding the Black Hole): D100 => 75+15 (Danger sense) +5 (Ambrose Pilot Trait) +20 (Map from Reacher)=115
Well it was a black hole...with a station seemingly using it to stay in place...
How odd?
"Be careful." You said.
"This isn't the first Black Hole I've Navigated... I'm a professional." She said.
You shake your head as you can feel her overconfidence. Yet your approach is right on target, as your nose seems to be latched onto the flight path and you are speeding-
"Ambrose, how about we slow it down a tad"
"What?"
"It says on the map to try and take it slow, so let's do that"
"Didn't you want me to run, captain?"
"I didn't say a damn word Ambrose. Are you sure we should be so concerned about me?"
"Sorry... not sure what came over me.... but I had this feeling that I should hurry and run. I thought you had given me a command, honestly"
.... You really didn't know what to make of that, but you were still on course, and would be able to dock just fine.
Speaking of which you could see a few places where you could enter. You took a second while you considered where you really wanted to dock your ship.
[]The Hanger Bay: Alright its time to Hail them...because being polite and call.
[]The Side Access Hatch: We don't need to be SO open-handed... let's find somewhere secure.
[]The Emergency Access Hatch: You don't feel comfortable with this... lets do things quietly... you want a quiet and speedy operation.
AN: Thank you Anon, Now we're gonna have some fun.
- Location
- Texas
[X]The Hanger Bay: Alright its time to Hail them...because being polite and call.
Anyone else getting Disney's The Black Hole vibes from this?
Anyone else getting Disney's The Black Hole vibes from this?
Well. Looks like good news is the dice decided we would be one of the very early groups to arrive. Which leaves the mystery group that dealt with the forces we ran into, and the locals running said station. And the choice is sliding scale of overt/covert?
- Location
- California,USA
That's kinda the point, I watched the film and LOVED IT!
You are correct.
Its implied that either the person that gave you the map had cleared this path right before meeting you, or that he had found it cleared right before he returned to you.
But even otherwise, your psionics would've helped you out.
[X]The Hanger Bay: Alright its time to Hail them...because being polite and call.
- Location
- parker colorado
[X]The Hanger Bay: Alright its time to Hail them...because being polite and call.
Lets use diplomacy it is higher than our intrigue.
Lets use diplomacy it is higher than our intrigue.
- Location
- California,USA
Calling the vote in 24 hours.
- Location
- California,USA
Calling the Vote
[X]The Hanger Bay: Alright its time to Hail them...because being polite and call.
wins.
[X]The Hanger Bay: Alright its time to Hail them...because being polite and call.
wins.
- Location
- California,USA
Alright...while I plot out the next miniturn...anyone wanna just relax and ask some questions?
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- He/Him/His
Some questions regarding cloning. Is consent required by an individual to be cloned? Could dead celebrities be revived with cloning tech, could ancient heroes or legends? Are clones required to be registered like birth certificates. Do clones have any memory bleed from originals? And can clones mutate and gain powers different then an original (i.e. original has mutant power of telekinises, clone has power of super speed)?
- Location
- California,USA
Nope... its a big reason why clones are unpopular.
They are given a number and its basically all their info on it.
Let me put it to you this way:
Two Mental illnesses are related to Cloning.
Ghost Mind Syndrome and Phantom Life flashs.
Tech Expedition Mini-Turn Part 3
- Location
- California,USA
Tech Expedition Mini-Turn Part 3
(Ellera POV)
Hailing and Landing (Diplomacy): D100 => 43+28+5=76
Ambrose barely paid attention to the comm chatter as Ellera hailed the station, making an extremely diplomatic request for access to the station.
"Station Myrmekes, this is Ellera Sigmondotter of the Highhold Hegemony hailing on all frequencies…we've heard rumors of your distress call and are operating to get information for our government, we are a research and scouting vessel, and are unarmed…but any and all actions taken will be taken as an act of war." You said calmly.
"Best not piss off the Locals darling…" Ambrose said.
"Oh you worry too much I can take them." You said.
"With a bun in the Oven…you are far too violent for your own good." She said,
You could almost hear the tension rise, when the other side seemed to hesitate to respond. You can hear their faint voices, but it's hard to make out what they are saying, and it's clear they are still discussing their response. After about 2 minutes, An old man seemed to cut through the chatter and respond.
"You are not authorized to be here. This is a Terran Hegemony research facility, and you should be shot and destroyed for trespassing. Normally, we wouldn't be able to afford the mere knowledge of this facility to get out." It was a threat.
Quietly Ambrose prepared the afterburner, too ram it as the aftermarket Q Guns would take a moment to charge.
What the hell? Did he really say-
"Unfortunately, it seems things have changed significantly since the last time we connected with the outer world properly. We have been severely concerned with our inability to communicate with anyone on the outside. I am willing to allow you aboard, and trade information about our work, if you can tell us a little bit about what is going on outside. As long as you stick to the public access areas we lay out, and don't try to steal any of our research data, I believe we can accommodate you and your crew for a little public tour."
"A Public Tour?" You said.
"Oh….where are my manners on the subject, we normally have public tours every 8 months back in the day, mostly public bureaucrats and colleagues asking for updates, our last visit was…less than pleasant on the matter." He said.
His nametag read Dr. Ryker.
Ahh, it must have been the Early Interregnum before they fell into the black hole….yeah that sounded terrifying.
Ambrose can already tell that you are planning on how to breach their secret access areas and see some of the research they are hiding.
Ambrose would like to too, but-
"You are such generous hosts. All this for some information?" You asked.
"Of course! You are a fool if you underestimate the value of information. My engineers have just sent you a flight path for docking. We can continue our discussion after you have docked your vessel" He said.
You looked at Ambrose.
Well, that sealed it. This man was a consummate scientist. Only scientists really had such a dedication to knowledge anymore. As the ship began to approach the facility, all you could think about was the fact that you may be about to meet a pre-interregnum researcher. The things you could learn.
...
First Impressions (Diplomacy): D100 => 84+28+5=117
Ambrose had barely stepped away from the ship, before she let herself be wowed by her surroundings.
She had seen quite a few ruins of old pre-interregnum facilities, and you could see the wear and tear on them.
Panels would be damaged, and almost fall off the walls. The very color of the room would be reduced to a moldy drab brown, as dust reclaimed the machined hallways. Even the security systems would often be damaged, either having serious malfunctions or just plain not working at all.
This dock was also used, although only for lots of storage. However, it was obvious everything here was in tip-top shape.
She could see the sensors picking up everything, and the weapon emplacements subtly adjusting themselves so that they could respond quickly to the 'uninvited guests' if necessary.
As you and Ambrose walked up to the welcoming committee, Ambrose could feel their leader's eyes practically slurp up Ellera's figure. You had, out of bravado or appreciation, seemed to bask in the attention for a second, and flirtily introduced yourself.
For a second, the man didn't even seem to notice, before finally snapping out of his reverie.
"Ellera Sigmadohtor, huh. You call yourself a leader, yet you have all the fashionings of a military warlord. It is unfortunate that military leaders like you must exist nowadays." You said.
"Well the world can't exactly remain in a state of decadence and desire for love and companionship forever…and well we are always violent." You said.
"Unfortunate…that our time…and the one we find it." He said. "Shit…"
The leader once again took in your figure, before asking, "My dear, can we interest you in some of our finest entertainment. We have many specimens and machines that could satisfy your appetite"
You almost have to do a double take at his words. Did this fossil really just proposition you?! What did he actually think?
Before anyone could blow up, a middle-aged woman intervened, Her Nametag read Dr. Anders, "My apologies, he didn't phrase that properly. Our scans have noticed-"
"You've been scanning us this whole time!" Ambrose responded. Did they really think they could get away with-
"Of course, my dear. We scan all individuals in the facility for health reasons. Moreover, it's a necessity for us to scan our leader, due to his history of heart problems. And if we are scanning him, well, we all are standing too close for the scans to miss scanning us too."
"My dear, are you going to tell this complete stranger that I have heart problems? I am completely fine" He said
"Perhaps you should be more concerned with our guests. One of them is even pregnant!" He said with a laugh.
The woman doesn't even respond, continuing, "Please accept my dearest apologies about all of this."
Ambrose hesitated, but after seeing your lackadaisical attitude about the whole thing, you dropped it. And yet you can't help but feel, somewhere in the lady's demeanor, she revealed something deeply unsettling.
She continues, "To continue, our scans have noticed that Ms. Sigma Doctor has higher base levels of several hormones, suggesting high libido and metabolism. Since it seems like we are already boring her, we were wondering if she wouldn't enjoy using some of the sexual innovations we have invented. At the very least, she could provide us with some very important market research information. And it would be very enjoyable, for a woman like her."
Before you could respond, the female researcher continued, "And don't worry. Nothing we will do to you should harm the baby. Both of your bodies will be in perfect condition after this."
Ambrose knew your answer even before the Doctor responded.
You have been flagging this entire time, and now it seems your boredom has caught up with you after the deadly opening of the mission.
"Ambrose…can I." You pouted.
Ambrose rolled her eyes. "Alright…you can play with the scientists…but nothing that will hurt you or the baby."
You smiled. "I hope you have some fun stuff."
(Ambrose POV)
Observations (Ambrose Intrigue Check): D100 => 96+19=115
As Dr. Anders led you away from the public tour, you could feel your curiosity burning.
"So, Dr. Anders, I understand this is a research facility. However, I never would've believed a top secret Terran Hegemony Research facility would've dedicated itself to researching mass black hole dark energy…and dildos." You said.
Unfortunately, the question doesn't even phase Dr. Anders, "'Dildos' and other sexual satisfaction research has been necessary for a long time, primarily to pay for the dark energy research. If we're being honest, it has been necessary ever since the blackout, but we only really started public funded research years after the blackout started. We started out with a much narrower focus on Atomic Strong Force wave theory, its deterministic effects on Dark energy fluctuation, and then the further downstream effects and connections to psionic phenomena and hot spots, with special emphasis sensory data from FTL Electromagnetic interactions."
She stopped and looked at you. "Is something wrong?"
...
Wait, what... You thought you understood what she was saying, but-
"-but I suddenly threw in a lot of words and concepts you didn't know and you turned into a complete bimbo... I did say I specialized in sexual satisfaction, my dear, and the clueless look on your face was too irresistible to pass up" She said.
"Huh, I realized that few could resist my charm, but I didn't realize that you-" She then looked at you.
"My dear, you are going to deny me my fun after trying to figure out what this facility is 'really researching?' I offered you a good time in good faith and you immediately asked me for my secrets, my dear. I think a lesson is more than called for"
And this is why you hated some scientists. Every time you tried to be diplomatic and learn something while leaving a person with some leeway and not forcing them... scientists just took it all as a challenge to their ego.
"So you're telling me that this station does esoteric research, with some fun stuff on the side?" You said trying to juggle what information you had about the station proper.
Dr. Anders smirked, believing she had 'won' the battle, "My dear, what you must understand is that knowledge is not a straight line. knowledge from one field can provide an immense boost in another. You can be doing research for air defense, and come up with the radar, but that same research can lead to massive improvements in cooking as you also have come up with all the necessary knowledge for the microwave. We don't study other fields because they are a distraction, but because they can be immensely beneficial, as findings in those fields help boost knowledge in our favorite research fields.
Of course, normally, a society would specialize more, but since the black out happened, we have had to rely on our own ingenuity."
"You said you were a top secret facility. But just now, you made it sound like you closely worked with others before the 'blackout'" You asked, ever diplomatic about it.
"Yes, we used to work closely with the planet of Gnosis. I'm not sure if an unlearned periphery-woman like you will understand the significance, but Gnosis was one of the premier University planets of the Terran Hegemony. It handled so much knowledge. It even had the Grand Library City of Athena, which is supposed to handle the entirety of human knowledge, although it is always at least 5 years behind current events." Anders said.
Gnosis…THE GREAT LIBRARY WORLD! YOUR HOMEWORLD!!
"So then, what other public research do you mind telling me about? Obviously, it's not all dildos' ' You said keeping cool.
"My dear, I would be willing to tell you almost anything, but we are already at the lab."
That was a lie, but you weren't going to call her on it yet. Something about the way she talked to you felt... off.
So you gave it your best shot regardless. "Black Hole Dark Energy and its relation to the wider Psionic phenomena?"
"You are a quick study…" Anders said. "What gave it away?"
You smirked feeling the endorphins from the Ego boost. "Dark energy scanners, I've only seen them in Pre-Interregnum Comm Stations and FTL Comms…mostly to fix the reception."
"Impressive…most impressive, most can't identify them by sight." Anders said.
(Ellera's POV)
Learning the Reasoning (Learning): D100 => 84+32=116
As you followed Dr. Ryker, you couldn't help but feel a little excited. You knew that meeting scientists who had researched continuously from the Pre-Interregnum period was a huge deal, but you honestly were hoping for something more exciting. This was perhaps much more valuable than another ruin, but it just couldn't maintain your interest.
As you continued to walk down the hallway, you couldn't help but ask, "Why have you stayed here this whole time? Surely-"
"When the blackout happened, and we fell into the black hole's ... shroud field, we were surprised. We have been researching the effects of how the black hole affects FTL, both comms and travel, but the lack of any response suggested any solution we thought we had was wrong."
Damn, you were horny. You hoped you would arrive at the lab soon. Regardless of your impatience, you responded to the Dr. Ryker, "And then we arrived, following one of your distress beacons"
"Yes, you did. I believe the particular pattern of interference the black hole is giving off now is not too disruptive, and actually allows for FTL use. The only question is why we didn't see any response earlier. After all, the Terran Hegemony should've-"
"Wait, you said the black hole shifted patterns. Are my people going to be trapped here?"
You felt far calmer than you normally would, but you could also tell Ryker wasn't worried in the least. Perhaps-
"No, Ms. Sigmadohtor, we believe that this pattern should hold for the next month, barring some large psionic disturbance, or dark matter interference. And trust me when I say that neither should happen naturally"
Thank goodness. You could fuck in piece. You wouldn't have to hurry.
"That's good. So you really don't know anything that happened after the blackout?"
"No we don't. Thankfully, we will have a couple of days to talk to Dr. Ambrose, you, and your men about these matters. It will be a great boon to reconnect to the universe"
You stopped in front of a large set of doors, demarcating the separated biological hazards wing. You could tell that somewhere in this wing would be the research lab with the magic dildos they had.
However, before entering, Dr. Ryker's eyes seemed to skim over your entire body again. This was the third time since you had landed, and you weren't entirely sure what to think of it.
Honestly, part of you felt like a teenager who was being looked at by her crush, and part of you felt like it was just a tad bit creepy.
"Hmmm, it seems as if you may be suffering some temporary hormonal imbalances due to your pregnancy"
Maybe that was why you were feeling so weird. Your pregnancy was definitely teaching you many new things about yourself.
"It's definitely a relief you all have something more fun to show my"
"Well, yes. We do have plenty of military research, but unfortunately, a military governor like you isn't high up the chain of command to have access to those experiments. I imagine if we didn't have these toys to entertain you, you would find some way to play with the guns we have been testing"
"You know, on any other day, I would be more interested in the guns I could never access again, but I think I'll take the super dildos today. Or one of those...special stuff."
Man, you were really horny. You hadn't been able to stop yourself from thinking about fucking this whole time. Honestly, it was kind of embarrassing the lack of focus you had today. You just needed a particularly good session today, and then you could focus on the mission.
Ryker did nothing as you looked at the assortment of things to use on yourself.
"Just a question General? How much do you actually weigh?" He said.
"258 pounds?" You said, "Why?"
"Are you lying to me about that?" He said.
You looked down to your feet and sighed. "Yes....I'm actually 308 pounds."
"And you are in your second trimester?" He said.
You shrugged, more or less confirming it.
"May I recommend the Anti-Gravity Falling Bed...it's what we use for muscle relaxation and easing back pain." He said.
"Oh thank The Terran Lords…My back is killing me." You said.
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(Ambrose POV)
Observation 2 (Ambrose Intrigue Check) d100 => 92 +19=111
You walked into the Command and Control center with a flurry of motion. "You're lucky it's on Down time…otherwise I couldn't have shown you anything."
"Wow…an actual functioning Nervecenter in a Station like this ..I've only seen automation at work." You said.
Anders smiled "I'm glad you're enjoying this work Doctor, it's good to get another opinion on the matters of our work…and the practicality of Dark energy."
"So…dildo's are just to get money to pay for Dark Energy research?" You said.
"Among other things, we've had to diversify into many different fields of study for contract work." Anders said.
"Such as the Bioweapon lab…I saw part way through? I understand this is from the age before most of us banned it but still it seems a bit excessive." You said.
"I know but we have contracts that give us legal immunity from the consequences of their use." She said.
Wow, these people have no real idea how bad it is…the Interregnum States banned them for a reason.
"That's a bit harsh, I mean I've seen Biolabs before, just not ones so advanced as to disintegrate most forms of flesh." You said.
"That was a direct commission…now uhh, I'm gonna need to check in on a few things before we can continue…I'll be back in a few minutes…DON'T touch anything." She said.
You were going to touch everything…it was SCIENCE!!
"I'm sure they won't mind." You said opening a service file, hoping to get some form of information.
Pheromone Levels in Falling Anti Grav Room at 75% potency…Governor will be incapacitated in three hours.
OH OH SHIT! Better lower that, no wonder Ellera was so horny she was being gassed by Pheromones and other narcotics, it can't have been good for her or her baby.
"Let's just send out Purifier…and get her focused up." You said as the levels dropped and Ellera's bio scan showed her body acting normally again.
"Huh, they were right about the higher hormone and libido levels." You mused as you looked at your handwork.
Problem solved…now to read to your heart's content and enjoy some food when you get the chance.
THE EXPERIMENT (Ambrose Learning Check): D100 => 89+61+20=170
You opened a File and gasped.
Project Dark Sumer…
As the High Committee notes the overpopulation of the Perseus Arm has been a detriment to the overall productivity of Economy, and the Prediction of the many successive Boom or Bust Cycles to come are a testament of Mismanagement.
It can be said that allocating resources for long term sustainability of their economy is a waste of time, and our Backer agrees with this sentiment. He has already made preparations for our response to the situation to be authorized under code TF.E.03.14 for defensive actions to protect against the vandalism of Terran Hegemony property, and to protect against the defamation of Class AA (and above) Personages or Brands.
In order to carry out our duties in accordance with this emergency situation, The Use of a Drakenguard V Bioweapons is authorized. The bioweapon we design will need to at least be able to perform to a code onyx-mind standard, with at least a 90% casualty rate, with cognitive function being reduced to 30% normal capacity in any survivors. Further performance specs and safeguards will be detailed in the BWP documentation.
Our backer is relying on our bioweapon to ultimately clear out the planets of the arm, and reduce any survivors to subsistence farming, which should reduce the Economic drain caused by these colonies to negligible levels. Moreover, a parallel project, Claymaker, will be initiated soon in order to help take advantage of the aftermath of this operation. Our backer has already promised an exciting new business opportunity for one the Bioweapon has been unleashed:
Playing God to a Lesser Civilization.
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"Oh god…" You said.
EMERGENCY EMERGENCY UNAUTHORIZED ACCESS REPEAT UNAUTHORIZED ACCESS!"
"Shit…an actual working security lockdown! Haven't dealt with you in a while…" You said.
"Alright Darling…lets kick your ass." You finished.
Ambrose vs Station Lockdown and Security (Learning): D100 => 48 +61+20=129 vs D100 => 2+50(Pre Interregnum Security) +12 (Robots) +5 (Out of shape security)=69
After a few seconds of examining the safeguards the system has started to implement, you've already determined the easy zero-day exploit you can use to disable the alert. Within a minute of everything starting, you have disabled the Lockdown have free reign on the Station.
"Ellera we have a problem." You shouted over the Intercom.
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Ellera Chain Reaction: D100 => 100 +15 (Danger sense) +2+30(MIND TRAIT and Training)=147
(Ellera POV)
Wow, this felt.... incredible. Her back hadn't felt this good in years. She took back everything she had ever said demeaning scientists and researchers. They were the most incredible thing in the world.
It was so liberating just floating here. She knew that Dr. Ryker had more entertainment planned after her body had acclimated to the low-stress, zero-g environment, but at this point, she had actually forgotten all about everything that was to come afterwards. It was nice to just... Relax, for once.
She could just lay down and let all her worries go. Let the void surround her, and the world falls away, and enjoy the emptiness of everything for a moment. Just let her worldly stresses and concerns leave her, and take comfort in the fact that-
"You never apologized for making me fail my high school exams, you know"
What the hell! Who the Fucking!
Oh...
"AZ?!?!?" You shouted
"All that heart to heart we had last time. We even talked about your issues... And you didn't even remember to apologize! For shame, Ellara." He said with a flurry of a bow.
"I thought you were supposed to be my therapist Az? Actually, nevermind that, how the hell am I back here. Where is here, anyways? This looks like an office cubicle" You said noting the mindscape of what appeared to be an office.
"First, today I'm not here as a therapist, but as a friend. And second, you put yourself by the black hole, and then opened your mind to the void and made a connection that is supposed to drive you mad half the time. If I wasn't already trying to call you, you would've connected to somebody else. And third, you don't deserve a massage chair, so I picked a truly appropriate space" He said very much annoyed at the danger of the universe he was seemingly trying to make you see.
"Listen, I just wanted to relax for once in my life. Shit has been tough, and the baby has been something else, and I just wanted to relax. This place is pretty nice, and it's not like they can hurt me. So can you blame a girl for taking the day off." You said pouting as your hat floated between the two of you.
It must have been a sign from god...
"Considering what actually happened here, I don't exactly blame you for the current course of events. I know exactly who to blame for this stupidity"
"Wow, I never thought some frivolous girl time would be considered stupidity by Mr. I failed high school."
He then shrugged and pointed at your belly and stuck his tongue out. She doesn't know shit.
It was easy to read him even if you didn't have psychic abilities...and was he talking to your baby!
That was so weird...you should try that later?
"Hey, I passed... Eventually. And no, that was not what I was referring to when I mentioned stupidity. I meant coming to a site that was formerly obscured by a black hole but just 'happened' to reveal itself, just as soon as you became available. You didn't think that was suspicious, Ms. Military Leader? Didn't you spend an entire semester just using ambushes against that one teacher you didn't like in military school, Sergeant Gottier?"
"Seriously, you bring him up? I was enjoying myself here" You said feeling the weightlessness return in full.
It felt so much better feeling the blood rush upward into your heart, fill your face and you could see the bird legs effect from micro-gravity affect your toned legs.
"But now, you feel yourself waking up from the dream? You starting to remember that in order for this chair to work you need to be strapped in, like a prisoner maybe? Are you actually are starting to think about what I said, especially the bit about why a station near a black hole would suddenly unveil itself to you?" He said.
"Listen, don't beat around the bush. Just tell me why you are here" You demanded as you floated closer.
"You know, you're still too unbalanced right now. The drugs are working themselves out, but-"
Fucking Drugs.... What the hell is happening to you, Is-
"Is... is my baby ..... is my baby alive?" Your hand went to your stomach instinctively.
"Yes, nothing has happened yet, thankfully, no side effects even, but-" He stopped and counted to three on his hands.
"Tell me what is going on. I am not sacrificing-"
"Whoa, whoa... I knew you'd be like this, I was just giving you the mandated warning bit before you use the product and-"
"Just stop. Something is wrong. Tell me" Your voice echoed in the void.
"See, you shouldn't be able to do that. Psionics aren't supposed to work right in places like these, unless the person is psionically strong, and a void connection is formed... and often, you need to sacrifice your mind for the connection"
"GET ON WITH IT!"
"The audience has no patience for build up, of course! Anyways, you and your baby are... valuable for your psionic strength. Your baby is all but being a bloody beacon, psionically speaking. Also, I want to note you better be making me the godfather for this, and be coming back with your kid to visit me when you can, and"
"I OWE YOU A FAVOR, GOT IT. WILL VISIT. TELL ME WHAT IS GOING ON. "
"Look, psionic powerful, and pregnant, and baby is psionically powerful. That, for some people, is a useful ingredient"
"WHAT! IS! HAP-"
"So, you're useful, right here, right now. Do you really think you were just being given a tour, and then got to have sexy fun times, wasting the precious time of top-secret high-level Terran Hegemony researchers for your own sexy fun times. Or do you think you were the experiment... Or do you think that you were bringing the experiment"
MY BABY-
"When you are outside, and you try to connect, you sometimes can leech galactic scales of power. A useful ingredient, Ellara, Not like the participants need to survive. What are the useful ingredients Ellara! Where is your rage! YOU NEED TO LET YOURSELF BE CONSUMED BY IT! ELLARA, THEY ARE AFTER YOUR BABY AND-"
THEY WERE GOING TO KILL YOUR BABY AND YOU COULDN'T LET THEM AND YOU MUST NOT LET THEM AND NO ONE WILL EVER HARM YOUR BABY AND-
The world seemed to scream and shatter. The stars warped and stretched and nothing seemed to work right anymore, but you couldn't stop. As the world itself seemed to coil around you in impossible objects, you took in all in, and focused on your mission to SAVE! YOUR! CHILD!
And as you lost the world, you heard the faint tinkle of a voice that you wouldn't understand until much later.
"I am sorry Ellara, for holding things back for so long, but I needed you focused and undrugged.. and truly angry. And you've always been one to try to hide your heart, than really face your fears. So, I am sorry for not giving you the truth straight. I am sorry for stringing you along and for furthering your rage.
I am sorry for strengthening your connection to the void and whatever harm that might do to your mind to draw upon such power.
But I know if you were given a choice, between this and your child, this is what you would've wanted. and If I did this right, you will still be sane and focused enough for this not to break you."
...
You floated in the Gee Room and felt the anger bubble as the floating items stopped.
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How Does Ellera Respond:
[]Sacrifice: You can't fight. You mustn't fight. You just need to relax.
[]RIP THEM APART!!: THEY ARE A THREAT. THEY NEED TO BE TORN APART, UNTIL THEY AREN'T ANYMORE
[]FRY THEIR MINDS AND MAKE THEM SCREAM: THEY THINK THEY CAN TAKE YOUR BABY AWAY! THEY DON'T DESERVE DEATH. THEY DESERVE PAIN! THEY DESERVE ENDLESS PAIN!
[]WARCRIMES ONLY EXIST IF YOU LOSE IT: YOU... you.. you need to be calm about this. justice can't be rushed. You practically have a manual for something like this. The Athenian war conventions lists a series of war crimes to never be enacted. That seems like the perfect list of thigns to do to these scientists.
Yes.. You are CALM. YOU ARE CALM BECAUSE YOU KNOW THEY WILL KNOW ETERNAL SUFFERING! YOU ARE ABSOLUTELY ... CALM. ̶̟͌̓ ̶̥̭̏͑H̷̭͘ͅÁ̵̬̚H̴̓͜A̸̠̻͛̔H̷̝̗͂̉Á̶̧̝͊Ḥ̷̢͋̔A̶̞͗̔H̴̤́̊A̶̜̯̽H̵͇̭̉A̵̖̗̅̽H̵̱͝A̴̹̰̎́Ḥ̵͋A̸̯͊͊
How Does Ambrose Respond:
[]Just Shoot them: Simple plans don't have many failure points. Ellara has told you this many times. Perhaps you should follow that advice, and just use a gun like a normal person. Fewer points of failure. You know how to use a gun. They don't. The equation is fairly simple
[]Turn the Station against them: They've made this whole station 'secure' for its owner.... so you just need to become the 'owner' and label these scientists as 'trespassers'. I can't imagine they're ready for anything like this. And you would really like to see the fireworks they've prepared in the defenses.
[]CUT LOOSE: Well...Darling, I guess its time to cut loose and use my Mutation...how bothersome.
AN: In which we have some fun...and we realize they are Evil and Cut loose.
Also, you see how insane Ellera is under her mask of Sanity.
Yeah the Old world isn't that nice.
(Ellera POV)
Hailing and Landing (Diplomacy): D100 => 43+28+5=76
Ambrose barely paid attention to the comm chatter as Ellera hailed the station, making an extremely diplomatic request for access to the station.
"Station Myrmekes, this is Ellera Sigmondotter of the Highhold Hegemony hailing on all frequencies…we've heard rumors of your distress call and are operating to get information for our government, we are a research and scouting vessel, and are unarmed…but any and all actions taken will be taken as an act of war." You said calmly.
"Best not piss off the Locals darling…" Ambrose said.
"Oh you worry too much I can take them." You said.
"With a bun in the Oven…you are far too violent for your own good." She said,
You could almost hear the tension rise, when the other side seemed to hesitate to respond. You can hear their faint voices, but it's hard to make out what they are saying, and it's clear they are still discussing their response. After about 2 minutes, An old man seemed to cut through the chatter and respond.
"You are not authorized to be here. This is a Terran Hegemony research facility, and you should be shot and destroyed for trespassing. Normally, we wouldn't be able to afford the mere knowledge of this facility to get out." It was a threat.
Quietly Ambrose prepared the afterburner, too ram it as the aftermarket Q Guns would take a moment to charge.
What the hell? Did he really say-
"Unfortunately, it seems things have changed significantly since the last time we connected with the outer world properly. We have been severely concerned with our inability to communicate with anyone on the outside. I am willing to allow you aboard, and trade information about our work, if you can tell us a little bit about what is going on outside. As long as you stick to the public access areas we lay out, and don't try to steal any of our research data, I believe we can accommodate you and your crew for a little public tour."
"A Public Tour?" You said.
"Oh….where are my manners on the subject, we normally have public tours every 8 months back in the day, mostly public bureaucrats and colleagues asking for updates, our last visit was…less than pleasant on the matter." He said.
His nametag read Dr. Ryker.
Ahh, it must have been the Early Interregnum before they fell into the black hole….yeah that sounded terrifying.
Ambrose can already tell that you are planning on how to breach their secret access areas and see some of the research they are hiding.
Ambrose would like to too, but-
"You are such generous hosts. All this for some information?" You asked.
"Of course! You are a fool if you underestimate the value of information. My engineers have just sent you a flight path for docking. We can continue our discussion after you have docked your vessel" He said.
You looked at Ambrose.
Well, that sealed it. This man was a consummate scientist. Only scientists really had such a dedication to knowledge anymore. As the ship began to approach the facility, all you could think about was the fact that you may be about to meet a pre-interregnum researcher. The things you could learn.
...
First Impressions (Diplomacy): D100 => 84+28+5=117
Ambrose had barely stepped away from the ship, before she let herself be wowed by her surroundings.
She had seen quite a few ruins of old pre-interregnum facilities, and you could see the wear and tear on them.
Panels would be damaged, and almost fall off the walls. The very color of the room would be reduced to a moldy drab brown, as dust reclaimed the machined hallways. Even the security systems would often be damaged, either having serious malfunctions or just plain not working at all.
This dock was also used, although only for lots of storage. However, it was obvious everything here was in tip-top shape.
She could see the sensors picking up everything, and the weapon emplacements subtly adjusting themselves so that they could respond quickly to the 'uninvited guests' if necessary.
As you and Ambrose walked up to the welcoming committee, Ambrose could feel their leader's eyes practically slurp up Ellera's figure. You had, out of bravado or appreciation, seemed to bask in the attention for a second, and flirtily introduced yourself.
For a second, the man didn't even seem to notice, before finally snapping out of his reverie.
"Ellera Sigmadohtor, huh. You call yourself a leader, yet you have all the fashionings of a military warlord. It is unfortunate that military leaders like you must exist nowadays." You said.
"Well the world can't exactly remain in a state of decadence and desire for love and companionship forever…and well we are always violent." You said.
"Unfortunate…that our time…and the one we find it." He said. "Shit…"
The leader once again took in your figure, before asking, "My dear, can we interest you in some of our finest entertainment. We have many specimens and machines that could satisfy your appetite"
You almost have to do a double take at his words. Did this fossil really just proposition you?! What did he actually think?
Before anyone could blow up, a middle-aged woman intervened, Her Nametag read Dr. Anders, "My apologies, he didn't phrase that properly. Our scans have noticed-"
"You've been scanning us this whole time!" Ambrose responded. Did they really think they could get away with-
"Of course, my dear. We scan all individuals in the facility for health reasons. Moreover, it's a necessity for us to scan our leader, due to his history of heart problems. And if we are scanning him, well, we all are standing too close for the scans to miss scanning us too."
"My dear, are you going to tell this complete stranger that I have heart problems? I am completely fine" He said
"Perhaps you should be more concerned with our guests. One of them is even pregnant!" He said with a laugh.
The woman doesn't even respond, continuing, "Please accept my dearest apologies about all of this."
Ambrose hesitated, but after seeing your lackadaisical attitude about the whole thing, you dropped it. And yet you can't help but feel, somewhere in the lady's demeanor, she revealed something deeply unsettling.
She continues, "To continue, our scans have noticed that Ms. Sigma Doctor has higher base levels of several hormones, suggesting high libido and metabolism. Since it seems like we are already boring her, we were wondering if she wouldn't enjoy using some of the sexual innovations we have invented. At the very least, she could provide us with some very important market research information. And it would be very enjoyable, for a woman like her."
Before you could respond, the female researcher continued, "And don't worry. Nothing we will do to you should harm the baby. Both of your bodies will be in perfect condition after this."
Ambrose knew your answer even before the Doctor responded.
You have been flagging this entire time, and now it seems your boredom has caught up with you after the deadly opening of the mission.
"Ambrose…can I." You pouted.
Ambrose rolled her eyes. "Alright…you can play with the scientists…but nothing that will hurt you or the baby."
You smiled. "I hope you have some fun stuff."
(Ambrose POV)
Observations (Ambrose Intrigue Check): D100 => 96+19=115
As Dr. Anders led you away from the public tour, you could feel your curiosity burning.
"So, Dr. Anders, I understand this is a research facility. However, I never would've believed a top secret Terran Hegemony Research facility would've dedicated itself to researching mass black hole dark energy…and dildos." You said.
Unfortunately, the question doesn't even phase Dr. Anders, "'Dildos' and other sexual satisfaction research has been necessary for a long time, primarily to pay for the dark energy research. If we're being honest, it has been necessary ever since the blackout, but we only really started public funded research years after the blackout started. We started out with a much narrower focus on Atomic Strong Force wave theory, its deterministic effects on Dark energy fluctuation, and then the further downstream effects and connections to psionic phenomena and hot spots, with special emphasis sensory data from FTL Electromagnetic interactions."
She stopped and looked at you. "Is something wrong?"
...
Wait, what... You thought you understood what she was saying, but-
"-but I suddenly threw in a lot of words and concepts you didn't know and you turned into a complete bimbo... I did say I specialized in sexual satisfaction, my dear, and the clueless look on your face was too irresistible to pass up" She said.
"Huh, I realized that few could resist my charm, but I didn't realize that you-" She then looked at you.
"My dear, you are going to deny me my fun after trying to figure out what this facility is 'really researching?' I offered you a good time in good faith and you immediately asked me for my secrets, my dear. I think a lesson is more than called for"
And this is why you hated some scientists. Every time you tried to be diplomatic and learn something while leaving a person with some leeway and not forcing them... scientists just took it all as a challenge to their ego.
"So you're telling me that this station does esoteric research, with some fun stuff on the side?" You said trying to juggle what information you had about the station proper.
Dr. Anders smirked, believing she had 'won' the battle, "My dear, what you must understand is that knowledge is not a straight line. knowledge from one field can provide an immense boost in another. You can be doing research for air defense, and come up with the radar, but that same research can lead to massive improvements in cooking as you also have come up with all the necessary knowledge for the microwave. We don't study other fields because they are a distraction, but because they can be immensely beneficial, as findings in those fields help boost knowledge in our favorite research fields.
Of course, normally, a society would specialize more, but since the black out happened, we have had to rely on our own ingenuity."
"You said you were a top secret facility. But just now, you made it sound like you closely worked with others before the 'blackout'" You asked, ever diplomatic about it.
"Yes, we used to work closely with the planet of Gnosis. I'm not sure if an unlearned periphery-woman like you will understand the significance, but Gnosis was one of the premier University planets of the Terran Hegemony. It handled so much knowledge. It even had the Grand Library City of Athena, which is supposed to handle the entirety of human knowledge, although it is always at least 5 years behind current events." Anders said.
Gnosis…THE GREAT LIBRARY WORLD! YOUR HOMEWORLD!!
"So then, what other public research do you mind telling me about? Obviously, it's not all dildos' ' You said keeping cool.
"My dear, I would be willing to tell you almost anything, but we are already at the lab."
That was a lie, but you weren't going to call her on it yet. Something about the way she talked to you felt... off.
So you gave it your best shot regardless. "Black Hole Dark Energy and its relation to the wider Psionic phenomena?"
"You are a quick study…" Anders said. "What gave it away?"
You smirked feeling the endorphins from the Ego boost. "Dark energy scanners, I've only seen them in Pre-Interregnum Comm Stations and FTL Comms…mostly to fix the reception."
"Impressive…most impressive, most can't identify them by sight." Anders said.
(Ellera's POV)
Learning the Reasoning (Learning): D100 => 84+32=116
As you followed Dr. Ryker, you couldn't help but feel a little excited. You knew that meeting scientists who had researched continuously from the Pre-Interregnum period was a huge deal, but you honestly were hoping for something more exciting. This was perhaps much more valuable than another ruin, but it just couldn't maintain your interest.
As you continued to walk down the hallway, you couldn't help but ask, "Why have you stayed here this whole time? Surely-"
"When the blackout happened, and we fell into the black hole's ... shroud field, we were surprised. We have been researching the effects of how the black hole affects FTL, both comms and travel, but the lack of any response suggested any solution we thought we had was wrong."
Damn, you were horny. You hoped you would arrive at the lab soon. Regardless of your impatience, you responded to the Dr. Ryker, "And then we arrived, following one of your distress beacons"
"Yes, you did. I believe the particular pattern of interference the black hole is giving off now is not too disruptive, and actually allows for FTL use. The only question is why we didn't see any response earlier. After all, the Terran Hegemony should've-"
"Wait, you said the black hole shifted patterns. Are my people going to be trapped here?"
You felt far calmer than you normally would, but you could also tell Ryker wasn't worried in the least. Perhaps-
"No, Ms. Sigmadohtor, we believe that this pattern should hold for the next month, barring some large psionic disturbance, or dark matter interference. And trust me when I say that neither should happen naturally"
Thank goodness. You could fuck in piece. You wouldn't have to hurry.
"That's good. So you really don't know anything that happened after the blackout?"
"No we don't. Thankfully, we will have a couple of days to talk to Dr. Ambrose, you, and your men about these matters. It will be a great boon to reconnect to the universe"
You stopped in front of a large set of doors, demarcating the separated biological hazards wing. You could tell that somewhere in this wing would be the research lab with the magic dildos they had.
However, before entering, Dr. Ryker's eyes seemed to skim over your entire body again. This was the third time since you had landed, and you weren't entirely sure what to think of it.
Honestly, part of you felt like a teenager who was being looked at by her crush, and part of you felt like it was just a tad bit creepy.
"Hmmm, it seems as if you may be suffering some temporary hormonal imbalances due to your pregnancy"
Maybe that was why you were feeling so weird. Your pregnancy was definitely teaching you many new things about yourself.
"It's definitely a relief you all have something more fun to show my"
"Well, yes. We do have plenty of military research, but unfortunately, a military governor like you isn't high up the chain of command to have access to those experiments. I imagine if we didn't have these toys to entertain you, you would find some way to play with the guns we have been testing"
"You know, on any other day, I would be more interested in the guns I could never access again, but I think I'll take the super dildos today. Or one of those...special stuff."
Man, you were really horny. You hadn't been able to stop yourself from thinking about fucking this whole time. Honestly, it was kind of embarrassing the lack of focus you had today. You just needed a particularly good session today, and then you could focus on the mission.
Ryker did nothing as you looked at the assortment of things to use on yourself.
"Just a question General? How much do you actually weigh?" He said.
"258 pounds?" You said, "Why?"
"Are you lying to me about that?" He said.
You looked down to your feet and sighed. "Yes....I'm actually 308 pounds."
"And you are in your second trimester?" He said.
You shrugged, more or less confirming it.
"May I recommend the Anti-Gravity Falling Bed...it's what we use for muscle relaxation and easing back pain." He said.
"Oh thank The Terran Lords…My back is killing me." You said.
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(Ambrose POV)
Observation 2 (Ambrose Intrigue Check) d100 => 92 +19=111
You walked into the Command and Control center with a flurry of motion. "You're lucky it's on Down time…otherwise I couldn't have shown you anything."
"Wow…an actual functioning Nervecenter in a Station like this ..I've only seen automation at work." You said.
Anders smiled "I'm glad you're enjoying this work Doctor, it's good to get another opinion on the matters of our work…and the practicality of Dark energy."
"So…dildo's are just to get money to pay for Dark Energy research?" You said.
"Among other things, we've had to diversify into many different fields of study for contract work." Anders said.
"Such as the Bioweapon lab…I saw part way through? I understand this is from the age before most of us banned it but still it seems a bit excessive." You said.
"I know but we have contracts that give us legal immunity from the consequences of their use." She said.
Wow, these people have no real idea how bad it is…the Interregnum States banned them for a reason.
"That's a bit harsh, I mean I've seen Biolabs before, just not ones so advanced as to disintegrate most forms of flesh." You said.
"That was a direct commission…now uhh, I'm gonna need to check in on a few things before we can continue…I'll be back in a few minutes…DON'T touch anything." She said.
You were going to touch everything…it was SCIENCE!!
"I'm sure they won't mind." You said opening a service file, hoping to get some form of information.
Pheromone Levels in Falling Anti Grav Room at 75% potency…Governor will be incapacitated in three hours.
OH OH SHIT! Better lower that, no wonder Ellera was so horny she was being gassed by Pheromones and other narcotics, it can't have been good for her or her baby.
"Let's just send out Purifier…and get her focused up." You said as the levels dropped and Ellera's bio scan showed her body acting normally again.
"Huh, they were right about the higher hormone and libido levels." You mused as you looked at your handwork.
Problem solved…now to read to your heart's content and enjoy some food when you get the chance.
THE EXPERIMENT (Ambrose Learning Check): D100 => 89+61+20=170
You opened a File and gasped.
Project Dark Sumer…
As the High Committee notes the overpopulation of the Perseus Arm has been a detriment to the overall productivity of Economy, and the Prediction of the many successive Boom or Bust Cycles to come are a testament of Mismanagement.
It can be said that allocating resources for long term sustainability of their economy is a waste of time, and our Backer agrees with this sentiment. He has already made preparations for our response to the situation to be authorized under code TF.E.03.14 for defensive actions to protect against the vandalism of Terran Hegemony property, and to protect against the defamation of Class AA (and above) Personages or Brands.
In order to carry out our duties in accordance with this emergency situation, The Use of a Drakenguard V Bioweapons is authorized. The bioweapon we design will need to at least be able to perform to a code onyx-mind standard, with at least a 90% casualty rate, with cognitive function being reduced to 30% normal capacity in any survivors. Further performance specs and safeguards will be detailed in the BWP documentation.
Our backer is relying on our bioweapon to ultimately clear out the planets of the arm, and reduce any survivors to subsistence farming, which should reduce the Economic drain caused by these colonies to negligible levels. Moreover, a parallel project, Claymaker, will be initiated soon in order to help take advantage of the aftermath of this operation. Our backer has already promised an exciting new business opportunity for one the Bioweapon has been unleashed:
Playing God to a Lesser Civilization.
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"Oh god…" You said.
EMERGENCY EMERGENCY UNAUTHORIZED ACCESS REPEAT UNAUTHORIZED ACCESS!"
"Shit…an actual working security lockdown! Haven't dealt with you in a while…" You said.
"Alright Darling…lets kick your ass." You finished.
Ambrose vs Station Lockdown and Security (Learning): D100 => 48 +61+20=129 vs D100 => 2+50(Pre Interregnum Security) +12 (Robots) +5 (Out of shape security)=69
After a few seconds of examining the safeguards the system has started to implement, you've already determined the easy zero-day exploit you can use to disable the alert. Within a minute of everything starting, you have disabled the Lockdown have free reign on the Station.
"Ellera we have a problem." You shouted over the Intercom.
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Ellera Chain Reaction: D100 => 100 +15 (Danger sense) +2+30(MIND TRAIT and Training)=147
(Ellera POV)
Wow, this felt.... incredible. Her back hadn't felt this good in years. She took back everything she had ever said demeaning scientists and researchers. They were the most incredible thing in the world.
It was so liberating just floating here. She knew that Dr. Ryker had more entertainment planned after her body had acclimated to the low-stress, zero-g environment, but at this point, she had actually forgotten all about everything that was to come afterwards. It was nice to just... Relax, for once.
She could just lay down and let all her worries go. Let the void surround her, and the world falls away, and enjoy the emptiness of everything for a moment. Just let her worldly stresses and concerns leave her, and take comfort in the fact that-
"You never apologized for making me fail my high school exams, you know"
What the hell! Who the Fucking!
Oh...
"AZ?!?!?" You shouted
"All that heart to heart we had last time. We even talked about your issues... And you didn't even remember to apologize! For shame, Ellara." He said with a flurry of a bow.
"I thought you were supposed to be my therapist Az? Actually, nevermind that, how the hell am I back here. Where is here, anyways? This looks like an office cubicle" You said noting the mindscape of what appeared to be an office.
"First, today I'm not here as a therapist, but as a friend. And second, you put yourself by the black hole, and then opened your mind to the void and made a connection that is supposed to drive you mad half the time. If I wasn't already trying to call you, you would've connected to somebody else. And third, you don't deserve a massage chair, so I picked a truly appropriate space" He said very much annoyed at the danger of the universe he was seemingly trying to make you see.
"Listen, I just wanted to relax for once in my life. Shit has been tough, and the baby has been something else, and I just wanted to relax. This place is pretty nice, and it's not like they can hurt me. So can you blame a girl for taking the day off." You said pouting as your hat floated between the two of you.
It must have been a sign from god...
"Considering what actually happened here, I don't exactly blame you for the current course of events. I know exactly who to blame for this stupidity"
"Wow, I never thought some frivolous girl time would be considered stupidity by Mr. I failed high school."
He then shrugged and pointed at your belly and stuck his tongue out. She doesn't know shit.
It was easy to read him even if you didn't have psychic abilities...and was he talking to your baby!
That was so weird...you should try that later?
"Hey, I passed... Eventually. And no, that was not what I was referring to when I mentioned stupidity. I meant coming to a site that was formerly obscured by a black hole but just 'happened' to reveal itself, just as soon as you became available. You didn't think that was suspicious, Ms. Military Leader? Didn't you spend an entire semester just using ambushes against that one teacher you didn't like in military school, Sergeant Gottier?"
"Seriously, you bring him up? I was enjoying myself here" You said feeling the weightlessness return in full.
It felt so much better feeling the blood rush upward into your heart, fill your face and you could see the bird legs effect from micro-gravity affect your toned legs.
"But now, you feel yourself waking up from the dream? You starting to remember that in order for this chair to work you need to be strapped in, like a prisoner maybe? Are you actually are starting to think about what I said, especially the bit about why a station near a black hole would suddenly unveil itself to you?" He said.
"Listen, don't beat around the bush. Just tell me why you are here" You demanded as you floated closer.
"You know, you're still too unbalanced right now. The drugs are working themselves out, but-"
Fucking Drugs.... What the hell is happening to you, Is-
"Is... is my baby ..... is my baby alive?" Your hand went to your stomach instinctively.
"Yes, nothing has happened yet, thankfully, no side effects even, but-" He stopped and counted to three on his hands.
"Tell me what is going on. I am not sacrificing-"
"Whoa, whoa... I knew you'd be like this, I was just giving you the mandated warning bit before you use the product and-"
"Just stop. Something is wrong. Tell me" Your voice echoed in the void.
"See, you shouldn't be able to do that. Psionics aren't supposed to work right in places like these, unless the person is psionically strong, and a void connection is formed... and often, you need to sacrifice your mind for the connection"
"GET ON WITH IT!"
"The audience has no patience for build up, of course! Anyways, you and your baby are... valuable for your psionic strength. Your baby is all but being a bloody beacon, psionically speaking. Also, I want to note you better be making me the godfather for this, and be coming back with your kid to visit me when you can, and"
"I OWE YOU A FAVOR, GOT IT. WILL VISIT. TELL ME WHAT IS GOING ON. "
"Look, psionic powerful, and pregnant, and baby is psionically powerful. That, for some people, is a useful ingredient"
"WHAT! IS! HAP-"
"So, you're useful, right here, right now. Do you really think you were just being given a tour, and then got to have sexy fun times, wasting the precious time of top-secret high-level Terran Hegemony researchers for your own sexy fun times. Or do you think you were the experiment... Or do you think that you were bringing the experiment"
MY BABY-
"When you are outside, and you try to connect, you sometimes can leech galactic scales of power. A useful ingredient, Ellara, Not like the participants need to survive. What are the useful ingredients Ellara! Where is your rage! YOU NEED TO LET YOURSELF BE CONSUMED BY IT! ELLARA, THEY ARE AFTER YOUR BABY AND-"
THEY WERE GOING TO KILL YOUR BABY AND YOU COULDN'T LET THEM AND YOU MUST NOT LET THEM AND NO ONE WILL EVER HARM YOUR BABY AND-
The world seemed to scream and shatter. The stars warped and stretched and nothing seemed to work right anymore, but you couldn't stop. As the world itself seemed to coil around you in impossible objects, you took in all in, and focused on your mission to SAVE! YOUR! CHILD!
And as you lost the world, you heard the faint tinkle of a voice that you wouldn't understand until much later.
"I am sorry Ellara, for holding things back for so long, but I needed you focused and undrugged.. and truly angry. And you've always been one to try to hide your heart, than really face your fears. So, I am sorry for not giving you the truth straight. I am sorry for stringing you along and for furthering your rage.
I am sorry for strengthening your connection to the void and whatever harm that might do to your mind to draw upon such power.
But I know if you were given a choice, between this and your child, this is what you would've wanted. and If I did this right, you will still be sane and focused enough for this not to break you."
...
You floated in the Gee Room and felt the anger bubble as the floating items stopped.
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How Does Ellera Respond:
[]RIP THEM APART!!: THEY ARE A THREAT. THEY NEED TO BE TORN APART, UNTIL THEY AREN'T ANYMORE
[]FRY THEIR MINDS AND MAKE THEM SCREAM: THEY THINK THEY CAN TAKE YOUR BABY AWAY! THEY DON'T DESERVE DEATH. THEY DESERVE PAIN! THEY DESERVE ENDLESS PAIN!
[]WARCRIMES ONLY EXIST IF YOU LOSE IT: YOU... you.. you need to be calm about this. justice can't be rushed. You practically have a manual for something like this. The Athenian war conventions lists a series of war crimes to never be enacted. That seems like the perfect list of thigns to do to these scientists.
Yes.. You are CALM. YOU ARE CALM BECAUSE YOU KNOW THEY WILL KNOW ETERNAL SUFFERING! YOU ARE ABSOLUTELY ... CALM. ̶̟͌̓ ̶̥̭̏͑H̷̭͘ͅÁ̵̬̚H̴̓͜A̸̠̻͛̔H̷̝̗͂̉Á̶̧̝͊Ḥ̷̢͋̔A̶̞͗̔H̴̤́̊A̶̜̯̽H̵͇̭̉A̵̖̗̅̽H̵̱͝A̴̹̰̎́Ḥ̵͋A̸̯͊͊
How Does Ambrose Respond:
[]Just Shoot them: Simple plans don't have many failure points. Ellara has told you this many times. Perhaps you should follow that advice, and just use a gun like a normal person. Fewer points of failure. You know how to use a gun. They don't. The equation is fairly simple
[]Turn the Station against them: They've made this whole station 'secure' for its owner.... so you just need to become the 'owner' and label these scientists as 'trespassers'. I can't imagine they're ready for anything like this. And you would really like to see the fireworks they've prepared in the defenses.
[]CUT LOOSE: Well...Darling, I guess its time to cut loose and use my Mutation...how bothersome.
AN: In which we have some fun...and we realize they are Evil and Cut loose.
Also, you see how insane Ellera is under her mask of Sanity.
Yeah the Old world isn't that nice.
[X]WARCRIMES ONLY EXIST IF YOU LOSE IT: YOU... you.. you need to be calm about this. justice can't be rushed. You practically have a manual for something like this. The Athenian war conventions lists a series of war crimes to never be enacted. That seems like the perfect list of thigns to do to these scientists.
ALL THE CRITS...
We just kept getting crits and completely mucked up their trap in the process...
We just kept getting crits and completely mucked up their trap in the process...
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