ArchAIngel
Sorcerer Supreme.
- Location
- Right behind you.
Bring ALL your cannonry.
Panopticon: A Game of Posthumans, Perniciousness, Paranoia, Politics, and Plasmaguns
- Location
- in the trash
How to Kill a Cyberdragon, First Edition (Major-General John Kessler, published 2031)
Cornuthaum
Be kind to each other.
- Location
- Austria
- Pronouns
- He/Him
It said >common< enemies. By the mid- to late 17th century, Dragons were already mostly extinct.
The most important question; How can Jamelia to piss of the rest of the Evil!Space!Ghost!Conventions before the end of the quest?
ckk185
Crazy Bunny Girl Scientist
- Location
- Port city
Kill their dogs.
notanautomaton
I've got 99 quests, I've finished one
I don't know about you, but I don't want to go within a light-year of the Progenitors dogs. I heard that once, one ate a star.
Chloe Sullivan
Subdefective
- Location
- 1630 Revello Drive, Sunnydale CA
You do realize that saying things like that is tempting the GM to make it canon, right?
... now we just need someone to go animate the whole thing as a golem...
notanautomaton
I've got 99 quests, I've finished one
Unfortunately, the plan to animate Mt Rushmore as four giant presidential war-machines lost its funding soon after the Syndicate read through it. It was called "A ridiculous waste of money by an ItX Comptroller who should have known better."
FunkyEntropy
Occasionally insightful, possibly grumpy
- Location
- Los Angeles
I'm Helping!
Donald:
[X] Entropy to 2, Mind to 2
[X] Allies 2, Manipulation to 5, Resources to 7
[X] Ties with Project INVICTUS
Serafina:
[X] Influence (Progenitors) to 3, Requisitions to 6
[X] Correspondence to 3, Time to 1
Rose:
[X] Mind to 3, Time to 1
You can't go wrong with having better control over your mind if you're based on vampires and Time is amazingly useful (especially if you get it up higher).
[X] Primal Utility to 3
In Death Ground...
"Look at all these requisitions. Where the hell are the things I actually requested.
[X] A pair of 20kt primium-jacketed micronukes
Let's just hope that we don't have to, say, do an emergency-jump into Phase Space only to be set upon by a 20kt micronuke. That'd be awful.
[X] An AAMV-1998 Armored Assault Multiped Vehicle
Yeeeeeessssssssssss Spidertank Spidertank. I am voting for this because we haven't had a proper regular sized Mech battle in the quest so far. Only giant robot fights.
[X] Autochthonian Aspect, Void Engineer designation "Anathema."
[X] Control has dispatched Special Agent Tinker to assist.
[X] A Subjugation Corps Khmer Rouge-class Assault/Suppression Vessel
[X] Entropy to 2, Mind to 2
[X] Allies 2, Manipulation to 5, Resources to 7
[X] Ties with Project INVICTUS
Serafina:
[X] Influence (Progenitors) to 3, Requisitions to 6
[X] Correspondence to 3, Time to 1
Rose:
[X] Mind to 3, Time to 1
You can't go wrong with having better control over your mind if you're based on vampires and Time is amazingly useful (especially if you get it up higher).
[X] Primal Utility to 3
In Death Ground...
"Look at all these requisitions. Where the hell are the things I actually requested.
[X] A pair of 20kt primium-jacketed micronukes
Let's just hope that we don't have to, say, do an emergency-jump into Phase Space only to be set upon by a 20kt micronuke. That'd be awful.
[X] An AAMV-1998 Armored Assault Multiped Vehicle
Yeeeeeessssssssssss Spidertank Spidertank. I am voting for this because we haven't had a proper regular sized Mech battle in the quest so far. Only giant robot fights.
[X] Autochthonian Aspect, Void Engineer designation "Anathema."
[X] Control has dispatched Special Agent Tinker to assist.
[X] A Subjugation Corps Khmer Rouge-class Assault/Suppression Vessel
FunkyEntropy
Occasionally insightful, possibly grumpy
- Location
- Los Angeles
...I just had an idea for working in the date and the progenitor constructs. I'll try taking a crack at it later when I'm not on my phone.
Synopsis - Donald and Rose have romantic date at the beach. Blanket, a nice bottle of (expensive) wine, food basket. All very warm fuzzies. Donald is unfortunately distracted by some of the very pretty figures also with them on the beach. He becomes a little worried as he realizes they're ALL very pretty. And...they all look really similar, now that he thinks about it. Reminds him of some very high-end constructs that he's seen other Executives have on retainer.
Synopsis - Donald and Rose have romantic date at the beach. Blanket, a nice bottle of (expensive) wine, food basket. All very warm fuzzies. Donald is unfortunately distracted by some of the very pretty figures also with them on the beach. He becomes a little worried as he realizes they're ALL very pretty. And...they all look really similar, now that he thinks about it. Reminds him of some very high-end constructs that he's seen other Executives have on retainer.
He's probably the authority on killing dragons.
The Invisible Eschequers, and later the Syndicate always ruin everybody's fun. Thankfully, the Ivory Tower can be counted on to provide alternative solutions.
Donald:
[x] Entropy to 2, Mind to 2
[x] Time to 4
Time stop seems like it could be incredibly useful.
Serafina:
[x] Influence (Progenitors) to 3, Requisitions to 6
[x] Correspondence to 3, Time to 1
Influence is more of a long term option, but we will need to work on defusing the progenitors progromite faction at some point. Correspondence seems too useful not to take.
Rose:
[x] Mind to 3, Time to 1
[x] Primal Utility to 3
Would extra mind give Rose any defenses against Ms Clock just pulling information out of her head? Even if it doesn't better control over her mind is never bad.
I'm not sure about the In Death Ground vote, so I'll leave that for now.
[x] Entropy to 2, Mind to 2
[x] Time to 4
Time stop seems like it could be incredibly useful.
Serafina:
[x] Influence (Progenitors) to 3, Requisitions to 6
[x] Correspondence to 3, Time to 1
Influence is more of a long term option, but we will need to work on defusing the progenitors progromite faction at some point. Correspondence seems too useful not to take.
Rose:
[x] Mind to 3, Time to 1
[x] Primal Utility to 3
Would extra mind give Rose any defenses against Ms Clock just pulling information out of her head? Even if it doesn't better control over her mind is never bad.
I'm not sure about the In Death Ground vote, so I'll leave that for now.
She can't. The Subjugation Corps are always pissed off to the maximum level about everything involving traitors, so she can't make them even madder, and the Transhumans never get pissed off. The more she attacks them the more she's clearly a lonely tortured soul, so she just needs more snuggle hugs.
Da Boyz
The Cutest Apocalypse.
They aren't pissed off at the VE's that decapitated their high command?She can't. The Subjugation Corps are always pissed off to the maximum level about everything involving traitors, so she can't make them even madder, and the Transhumans never get pissed off. The more she attacks them the more she's clearly a lonely tortured soul, so she just needs more snuggle hugs.
Quantumboost
Now with 50% more dots in Dimensional Science
- Location
- Ensemble Space
The Earthside Void Engineers are clearly just misguided and afraid, it's so sad they've stuck themselves like that for now and feel like they need to lash out at everyone. They just need to be shown all the love, and they'll definitely come around! Just like everyone else Transhumanity has rescued.
Said love may involve neural enhancements, pharmaceutical saturation, and immersion in the hivemind. Because the emotional basis of love is physiological just like all other emotions, after all, so that's the best way.
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Oh, but the Computer realizes the problem there was that the giant robot it sent was too large for the more critical task of eliminating Jamelia Belltower (the NWO is right-she is a much higher priority than the Computer had originally given her). Perhaps this time it should 'only' send a Type-2029 light assault construct hosting an aspect of itself. Certainly, due to its small size (less than 4 meters tall) it might 'only' have the ability to survive the weapons of modern main battle tanks, self-repair from them, and may not be capable of surviving a conventional nuclear weapon without active intervention by an Aspect of the Computer, but it is likely sufficient. Especially when armed with an anti-materiel plasma cannon capable of demolishing large buildings in single shots and multiple morphic weapons for less-paradoxical use. And best of all, it merely stomping around is coincidental with all the giant robots in fiction nowadays!
After all, Belltower's construct has been severely challenged before by mere shapeshifters. A Type-2029 wouldn't even need to use the puissance of the limited Computer Aspect it holds to crush her Construct!
Rose:
[X] Mind to 3, Time to 1
[X] Primal Utility to 3
The cruel cold bites at her flesh. The grace of God illuminates and fills her - and so far this snowstorm has spared her life - but He has chosen to test her. All around her white winter howls, hungry. Her hands are thrust deep into her heavy woollen clothing and she peeks out at the world through frost-painted lashes, swaddling cloth tied over her mouth and nose. She tries to keep on the leeward side of the snow-laden trees, but she has to press on.
She knows she is weak. She knows she is fallible. But she has faith.
One foot in front of the other. She has to keep moving. Warmth might fill her veins, but only as long as she trusts in God. Should she falter, she will fall and freeze. It is a test.
Reina picks her way through the snowstorm high in the Pyranees. She walks in the footsteps of angels, the light of heaven leading her way. Behind her is a world of sin and death. A world where she buried her family and recovered what she could from the fire. But it was all part of God's plan. He told her that. That is why he sent the angel Gabriel to watch over her.
The monastery is ahead, looming in the snow-darkness. She cannot fall. She will not fall.
Weak, shaking, she manages the last few steps over the threshold. She half-falls against the door, and wearily brings her fist against it. She has found the place that the angels told her to seek out. What happens now is in God's hands. Her pilgrimage is complete.
The door opens and she slithers to the ground. Through fading eyes, she stars up at the man in the white robe, a red cross stitched over his breast. She opens her mouth and says;
"I-"
Rose blinks, half-waking from her doze. She rubs her eyes and yawns, looking out through the car window at the LA traffic. Her head is hurting. Another Reina memory.
Maybe she was thinking-remembering about snow because it's nearly Christmas! She hopes the others will be back before Christmas! She's got them presents! She wants everyone to be together for the festival! It's all about friends and family and... Rose frowns, a momentary cloud flashing over her face. It feels... oddly empty when she puts it like that. There should be something more. Something more meaningful. Something more numinous.
She must be tired. She never normally thinks of words like 'numinous'. She's been working late at the lab last night. Or possibly working early. At some point working late had become working early. Either way, she really wasn't operating on much sleep. Or any sleep.
Poor Sera! She used to work late at the lab all the time when Rose was younger and she was living with her. No wonder she'd come back late smelling of sex. She must have gone out and had a one-night stand to de-stress after finishing her work. Of course, Rose isn't quite sure why she didn't just take a shot to de-stress instead, but presumably her mother had her reasons.
The thought that Serafina didn't know she knew doesn't even occur to her. Her mother knows she has a nose which makes a bloodhound look inattentive. How could she not know?
Rose looks down at the phone in her hand. What was she doing with that before she dozed off? She doesn't remember. She looks. Checking her emails, yes. Yawning, she rubs her eyes again and purges the fatigue toxins from her system. Why didn't she do that earlier? Even if she's being chauffeured around by a Bob, that's no reason to be a sleepy-cat!
[X] Mind to 3, Time to 1
[X] Primal Utility to 3
The cruel cold bites at her flesh. The grace of God illuminates and fills her - and so far this snowstorm has spared her life - but He has chosen to test her. All around her white winter howls, hungry. Her hands are thrust deep into her heavy woollen clothing and she peeks out at the world through frost-painted lashes, swaddling cloth tied over her mouth and nose. She tries to keep on the leeward side of the snow-laden trees, but she has to press on.
She knows she is weak. She knows she is fallible. But she has faith.
One foot in front of the other. She has to keep moving. Warmth might fill her veins, but only as long as she trusts in God. Should she falter, she will fall and freeze. It is a test.
Reina picks her way through the snowstorm high in the Pyranees. She walks in the footsteps of angels, the light of heaven leading her way. Behind her is a world of sin and death. A world where she buried her family and recovered what she could from the fire. But it was all part of God's plan. He told her that. That is why he sent the angel Gabriel to watch over her.
The monastery is ahead, looming in the snow-darkness. She cannot fall. She will not fall.
Weak, shaking, she manages the last few steps over the threshold. She half-falls against the door, and wearily brings her fist against it. She has found the place that the angels told her to seek out. What happens now is in God's hands. Her pilgrimage is complete.
The door opens and she slithers to the ground. Through fading eyes, she stars up at the man in the white robe, a red cross stitched over his breast. She opens her mouth and says;
"I-"
Rose blinks, half-waking from her doze. She rubs her eyes and yawns, looking out through the car window at the LA traffic. Her head is hurting. Another Reina memory.
Maybe she was thinking-remembering about snow because it's nearly Christmas! She hopes the others will be back before Christmas! She's got them presents! She wants everyone to be together for the festival! It's all about friends and family and... Rose frowns, a momentary cloud flashing over her face. It feels... oddly empty when she puts it like that. There should be something more. Something more meaningful. Something more numinous.
She must be tired. She never normally thinks of words like 'numinous'. She's been working late at the lab last night. Or possibly working early. At some point working late had become working early. Either way, she really wasn't operating on much sleep. Or any sleep.
Poor Sera! She used to work late at the lab all the time when Rose was younger and she was living with her. No wonder she'd come back late smelling of sex. She must have gone out and had a one-night stand to de-stress after finishing her work. Of course, Rose isn't quite sure why she didn't just take a shot to de-stress instead, but presumably her mother had her reasons.
The thought that Serafina didn't know she knew doesn't even occur to her. Her mother knows she has a nose which makes a bloodhound look inattentive. How could she not know?
Rose looks down at the phone in her hand. What was she doing with that before she dozed off? She doesn't remember. She looks. Checking her emails, yes. Yawning, she rubs her eyes again and purges the fatigue toxins from her system. Why didn't she do that earlier? Even if she's being chauffeured around by a Bob, that's no reason to be a sleepy-cat!
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This bit just cuts off here.
Rose is cutest sleepy-cat. Except maybe for her kitten, if they take advantage of the synergy bonus of being sleepy-cats together.
Winged Knight
Still just a crazy man with a wolf on his head
- Location
- Texas
I don't believe the world is ready for moe levels of that magnitude. Certainly not in an uncontrolled setting outside of the lab, at least.
- Location
- in the trash
We need to out-moe Transhumanity if we want to win. And the most effective way to go about doing that is to take advantage of the synergy between sleepy-cat Rose and sleepy-kitten. They will be so moe that Transhumanity will suffer from a moe-overload from the sheer levels of adorableness.
13th Bee
Worker
- Location
- Tennessee, USA.
This isn't a war ordinary humans can win.