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- Rotting in port
What's this 8 ball thing people keep referencing?
Distance Learning for fun and profit...
- Thread starter mp3.1415player
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Crescent Glaive
Knight Of The Blood Moon
- Location
- The Blood Moon Keep, Planet Noxum IV
Now i wanna see an omake where she's actually using a custom made 8-Ball in full view of the Cauldron crew XD
In a previous chapter, there's a view of a Cauldron meeting where Alexandria wants to go investigate and everybody else is telling her to cool her jets. At the end, Contessa gets up and walks off, tossing a small black and white ball in the air. Legend tells Eidolon that it was a bad idea to give it to her.
With that pattern, at some point, we'll have an agent that can answer "Eh, I'm easy. ... Agent Easy, FBI."
- Location
- England
Technically, that would stop it from being legally enforceable. It's a basic part of contract law that they can't be made under coercion. If someone puts a bit of paper in front of you, holds a gun to your head and says "Sign or I shoot" it becomes legally meaningless (while still, for example, being quite handy for removing money from a bank account as your dead body slowly cools on the floor surrounded by blood).
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- Here
I suspect the true consequences of them signing is that the Severe Redhead that Scared Kaiser Straight will be paying close attention to them now, and deal with any loose lips issues in a quiet and efficient manor. No legal proceedings needed...
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For those in cultures without magic 8 balls, they're roughly spherical objects, mostly black, with a transparent panel on one side. Within the ball is a liquid, and in the liquid is a less dense polyhedron that has numerous 'precognitive' answers on it. The idea is to ask a question and get an answer, every time.
That assumes it's an NDA at all. Far more likely is that it is a statement requesting acknowledgement that the reader understands that releasing top secret information may be punishable by X years in prison or, if done to aid enemies of the state, treason/sedition charges.
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Honorguard Ra
(Verified Lizard Dude)
Does Vicky know how overworked her sister is?Also, just imagined QA and Shaper working together to extend the lifespan and overhaul the senses of Amy's dragonfly. Nata is their organic surveyor, meant to look after her. Praise be to Nata, Emerald Dragonfly of Life.
Okibruez
(Verified Mid-Boss)
- Location
- Dreams
Assuming 56 hours are spent sleeping (8 hours a night), she only has 10 hours free. If you include an hour for homework each night, that comes down to a meager 5 hours a week in which to bathe and dine.
I think the @mp3.1415player may have gone a little high on that, or, more likely, Amy gets 4 to 6 hours most nights.
- Location
- England
No, it applies to anything that requires a signature.
That would have been entirely reasonable, but was not what was written.
Now what they probably could have done would be to have them sign the first page before allowing them to see the second page. "The NDA is confidential, so you have to sign a pre-NDA NDA."
YuffieK
(Verified Ninja Princess)
Vicky was sitting... well, hovering Indian style and listening with rapture as Taylor talked about stuff. She didn't understand a quarter of it with all the technical jargon, but finding out that her friend was probably the smartest person on the planet was exciting to say the least.
Taylor paused in her monologue long enough for Amy to speak up. "Okay, I know you're not a cape, but... do you mind if I double check just to be sure? I mean, this is sort of unbelievable that you're not a Tinker or a Thinker or something."
Taylor grinned and stuck out her hand. "Go ahead, but you won't find anything. I had an MRI just the other day and no Pollentia or Gemma up here." pointing at her head.
"Did you go to Boston or something? Brockton General's MRI has been down for a week. Something about the helium seals?"
"Hadn't heard about that. Guess I know where we can offer the first production model Gravtech is making."
"You make MRI's there?" Vicky asked. Amy seemed to be concentrating very hard as she held Taylor's hand.
"We make ALL KINDS of cool stuff there. The portable units are going to be about a thousand dollars, but they're only big enough to scan your head or a limb. Let me pull up a copy of my scan here.... Amy, you can let go now."
"Wha? Oh, sorry... I just... Okay. Taylor, do you know your brain looks like it's in the middle of a grand mal seizure? Your head should be on fire from all the neural activity going on up there."
"Yeah, I figure if anyone else had seen this they'd be making sure I didn't go Scanners or something, but it's not like I'm flopping around or anything. I feel fine." Taylor calmly noted as she pulled up a 3-D false color image of her brain, the image almost entirely red with activity. "I figure I'm using somewhere around 80% of my cortex."
"So I guess we can start calling you Wile E. Coyote, then?" Vicky said with a sly grin.
Taylor rolled her eyes. "Please. If he really was a supergenius the first thing he'd do is stop ordering that worse-than-Tinkertech crap from ACME." Taylor gave Vicky a thoughtful look. "Vicky, you like flying right?"
"Duh! Flying's awesome!"
"How about we join you?"
"Wait, what?"
Taylor got up and started rummaging around in one of the larger drawers that covered the walls, before pulling out two sets of what looked like a belt and suspenders. "Been working on integrating a few of the cooler gadgets. Haven't had a chance to test them all out together yet, but..."
Taylor quickly put on one set and snapped one of her ubiquitous phones into a socket on the right shoulder. "Okay, power is good, reference frame stable, shear field online. Neural handshake complete and..." Taylor floated up about half a foot and grinned.
"Care to join us, Amy?"
"Won't somebody see us? Considering what we just signed, it seems like a bad idea!"
"Got that covered too." Taylor suddenly vanished, then reappeared. "Integrated optical diversion field. We'll be able to see each other, but nobody else will. I don't have a third belt built yet, but Vicky just needs a cloak. Here you go." Taylor handed over another phone. "Just push the ODF icon."
"You have an invisibility phone." Vicky stated, utterly deadpan.
"I have LOTS of phones."
Amy considered being the voice of reason then. "This is a stupid idea. You're completely mad and I'm just as insane for considering it. But I'm still pissed at Carol and I still need to blow off some steam and GODDAMN I have to wanted to able to fly like Vicky for so fucking long. Hook me up."
<Five minutes later>
"WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Taylor paused in her monologue long enough for Amy to speak up. "Okay, I know you're not a cape, but... do you mind if I double check just to be sure? I mean, this is sort of unbelievable that you're not a Tinker or a Thinker or something."
Taylor grinned and stuck out her hand. "Go ahead, but you won't find anything. I had an MRI just the other day and no Pollentia or Gemma up here." pointing at her head.
"Did you go to Boston or something? Brockton General's MRI has been down for a week. Something about the helium seals?"
"Hadn't heard about that. Guess I know where we can offer the first production model Gravtech is making."
"You make MRI's there?" Vicky asked. Amy seemed to be concentrating very hard as she held Taylor's hand.
"We make ALL KINDS of cool stuff there. The portable units are going to be about a thousand dollars, but they're only big enough to scan your head or a limb. Let me pull up a copy of my scan here.... Amy, you can let go now."
"Wha? Oh, sorry... I just... Okay. Taylor, do you know your brain looks like it's in the middle of a grand mal seizure? Your head should be on fire from all the neural activity going on up there."
"Yeah, I figure if anyone else had seen this they'd be making sure I didn't go Scanners or something, but it's not like I'm flopping around or anything. I feel fine." Taylor calmly noted as she pulled up a 3-D false color image of her brain, the image almost entirely red with activity. "I figure I'm using somewhere around 80% of my cortex."
"So I guess we can start calling you Wile E. Coyote, then?" Vicky said with a sly grin.
Taylor rolled her eyes. "Please. If he really was a supergenius the first thing he'd do is stop ordering that worse-than-Tinkertech crap from ACME." Taylor gave Vicky a thoughtful look. "Vicky, you like flying right?"
"Duh! Flying's awesome!"
"How about we join you?"
"Wait, what?"
Taylor got up and started rummaging around in one of the larger drawers that covered the walls, before pulling out two sets of what looked like a belt and suspenders. "Been working on integrating a few of the cooler gadgets. Haven't had a chance to test them all out together yet, but..."
Taylor quickly put on one set and snapped one of her ubiquitous phones into a socket on the right shoulder. "Okay, power is good, reference frame stable, shear field online. Neural handshake complete and..." Taylor floated up about half a foot and grinned.
"Care to join us, Amy?"
"Won't somebody see us? Considering what we just signed, it seems like a bad idea!"
"Got that covered too." Taylor suddenly vanished, then reappeared. "Integrated optical diversion field. We'll be able to see each other, but nobody else will. I don't have a third belt built yet, but Vicky just needs a cloak. Here you go." Taylor handed over another phone. "Just push the ODF icon."
"You have an invisibility phone." Vicky stated, utterly deadpan.
"I have LOTS of phones."
Amy considered being the voice of reason then. "This is a stupid idea. You're completely mad and I'm just as insane for considering it. But I'm still pissed at Carol and I still need to blow off some steam and GODDAMN I have to wanted to able to fly like Vicky for so fucking long. Hook me up."
<Five minutes later>
"WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
michaelb958
(Verified Michael)
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- Wherever I am, there I am
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- He/Him/His
I think that's an overreaction. Remember, the story text reads, in entirety:
Note the wording "in essence". The narrator is leaving out a fair bit of detail about those warnings; we don't actually know what was written.
In a very literal Blaze of Glory!
An interesting chapter. I also think that is probably the most straight forward legal documents anyone every designed and signed. Government also know their own little legal tricks if they were needed.
Now all that's left is to see how much hysteria Vicky has to fight through because Amy looks like she's just going to chuck it all into "Taylor being Taylor."
You're misreading it. It's not "Sign or I shoot." It's "If you read the next page without signing the NDA first, I shoot."
They have the option of backing out and doing nothing if they choose.
Way back in Chapter 16; Eidolon (aka David) gave it to her.
Eidolon with a sense of humor is an unusual thing to see in a fanfic, now that I think about it. Even Contessa and Alexandria are more often shown with one.
Ahhh, Fortuna, the Trolling Troll whom Trolls. Have a like, if just for that little snippet there, if not for the whole thing!
And thanks for the Update mp3.1415player, it made me laugh!
Hidden One
Not the Boss, possibly a Playa
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- Sol;Terra;EU;D;NRW
Wordz. Yay. Wordz. Yay. Wordz. ... [LOOP DETECTED]
*cough* Thanks for the update, it is a very nice collection of them wordz, I see.
It does seem like today is a good day for SCIENCE! also possibly kinda sorta snooker jokes. Possibly. Mebbe.
*cough* Thanks for the update, it is a very nice collection of them wordz, I see.
It does seem like today is a good day for SCIENCE! also possibly kinda sorta snooker jokes. Possibly. Mebbe.
- Location
- Germany
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- He/Him
She also got one communication relay on hot standby.
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- USA
- Pronouns
- He/Him
Yeah and odds are that 62 hours on average isn't stable. It probably fluctuates week to week, given what we see of Amy and Carol's interactions and the yoyo-ing nature of Carol's admonishments. So on a busy week with 72 hours of work, every single hour of time she spends doing anything but existing in school and work is coming at the cost of a sleep deficit. Which means when she's busy Amy is probably running on the memory of fumes.
And of course when she's less busy (a meagre 92 hours + homework of combined work and school that week), either Carol is hounding her about being not-busy or Amy is tense as can be waiting for the possibility of Carol hounding her.
No wonder those agents referred to this situation as abusive. The more I think about it the worse it gets. If a kid was made to do that much cleaning a week I'd call it abusive, let alone something as high-stakes and morally overwhelming as life-saving medical treatment.
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- Germany
- Pronouns
- He/Him
There are countries in which children work is regulated (like, forbidden below a certain age and restricted to a certain number of maximum hours per day/week/month). If these laws were in effect in BB, the hospital would be sued, and Amy's guardians (ie, parents), too.
Hmm, pretty boring chapter, especially after the much more exciting omake. Your stories do have a tendency to degenerate into Taylor being smug at people as everything goes perfectly with no difficulties or challenges or even anything really unexpected.
The original premise of the story was really interesting, and it started of very well, but it looks like this is as far as the plot is actually going to go so I'm losing interest. To bad you didn't continue the omake, that could have been fun as at least stuff was happening.
Pro tip: if someone can skip 10 chapters and pick up the story again with absolutely no confusion or feeling of having missed anything, the plot is not progressing. Please don't let that happen to this story too!
The original premise of the story was really interesting, and it started of very well, but it looks like this is as far as the plot is actually going to go so I'm losing interest. To bad you didn't continue the omake, that could have been fun as at least stuff was happening.
Pro tip: if someone can skip 10 chapters and pick up the story again with absolutely no confusion or feeling of having missed anything, the plot is not progressing. Please don't let that happen to this story too!
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- Phoenix, AZ, USA
So 99.9% of movies, comic books, books,TV shows, news, infotainment, politics, life in general is bad writing?
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- Location
- Somewhere, Maybe
You and I clearly have different ideas of what "stuff" is, in that context. Amy and Vicky are being read into the secret of Taylor Hebert, Supergenius, which -is- progress. Just remember that MPPi tends to write stories that aren't explicitly about Taylor herself, but about those who interact with her. As evidence: The reason you most likely thought the Omake was interesting because it was Tali interacting with Taylor, with Tali the one 'doing things'.
General consensus on Pi's threads tend to be "This fic is about making Taylor the Motive Force in the story, and seeing how everyone else reacts to -her-."
Most action movie protagonists are reactive, not active. Wanna know who -is- the active force in those sorts of movies?
The Villain.
Yes, MPpi seems to be writing Villain Protagonist Taylor, who has heroic motivations, forcing everyone to deal with -her- on -her- terms, while snickering up a storm. ^^ Literally in the case of Varga!
EDIT: Wow, apparently I am the most insightful when I'm still waiting for the morning recaf to hit my bloodstream. who'da thunk it?
EDIT 2 (Eclectic Boogaloo): O,o Are you people ok? I mean, yeah, I was kinda sleepderp when I wrote the above, and probably had less than my usual amount of filter, but -still-!
EDIT 3 (Tokyo Derp): o,O People, seriously, it's been four days. Give it a rest already! This isn't insightful, it's just plain farkin' stoopid braindribblings from too-bloody-early o'clock!
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kelgar04
Knight Watcher
- Location
- Here and no were
Well Carol is in desperate need of psychological help but well already knew that. Still nice to see people sticking up for Amy also anyone bet Piggot is going to hear about this visit at some point.
Ah Costa yes we heard about that unfortunately they walked onto a recently acquired experimental test range so we thought we'd kill two birds with a single boulder.
Ah Costa yes we heard about that unfortunately they walked onto a recently acquired experimental test range so we thought we'd kill two birds with a single boulder.