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- United States
[X] Analyze the cavern. How did it form, and why hasn't it collapsed?
Yeah my best guess is Steve is a combo of Minecraft's Steve and Bob The Builder, though I'm more confident about Bob.I am just assuming Minecraft logic and many materials just don't move unless acted upon by an intelligent agent.
Admittedly I am basing this on the assumption that Steve is one of the creators of this world and that further more than Steve is inspired by Minecraft which is a lot of assumptions to rest on the name of God we have never met.
@JayTar: Boisterously.
Hmm. So, working backwards, Roux's ideal is not just about the taste of food, or how efficiently it provides nutrients, but how it provides a new experiences? Pure speculation, really."How could this be?" The people said.
And so the avatar spoke:
"True food nourishes both the body and the soul"
"Come partake, and understand."
-Excerpt from The Word of Roux
...Get back to the academy, Leviathan.Wow these chefs sure love to share their whole life's story before they get to the recipes. Can't they just get to the point? Are there even any schematics in here?
As Kutkh is our very important second pair of eyes I'd disagree. They've kind of saved our butt already.However, regardless of the exact nature of Roux, "nourishing living beings" should be synergistic with a pokemon build. After all, every good trainer also needs to provide the right food, yes? ...Not that we have any critters worth boosting yet, but the god seems to fit our current Biology trajectory more than Steve or the other gods.
That's what we have our running ability for!As Kutkh is our very important second pair of eyes I'd disagree. They've kind of saved our butt already.
Personally I think scanning it has the potential to detect any biological entities, and we do not have enough combat ability to be the first to encounter any hostile entities.
The running ability is so things can't get close in the first place. If something is lying in wait we are le-screwed.
See:
Chapter 1 Turn 4.3, The Expedition – Unidentified Falling Object (Week 18):
Hey @JayTar is Leviathan aware of whether non-standard contracts exist, or will we need to do more god research?
(Nothing more then idle speculation at this point. You do only have 1 in Academics (Gods))"Custom contracts? I've never heard of such a thing. You would have be incredibly important for a god to make a whole new contract just for you. Though maybe... (rambles off into paranoid muttering.)"
Thank you, fixed.
I'm just going to quote this here for absolutely no reason at all.[X] Ask questions? (Write in)
-[X] Will there be anyone competing with us on this site, or do the other expeditions have separate interests and specialities?
I believe the traditional response is 🐀I love all the great thinking! I'm avoiding commenting on every bit of speculation, but I appreciate the thought people are giving things.
Would that fill our contracted science requirements?[] Run an experiment. Specify subject: (Elevite, something else) (Write in procedure) (1 AP for short experiments)
To be available on future turns? The idea being to net you more information, and possibly inspire new uses for what you have.
For example, I don't personally believe elevite can be used to make a perpetual motion machine, but it is very possible you all will figure out something I never thought of.
Experimenting is explicitly one of the things we can use an action on to fulfill the contractual requirements, and experimenting is in the description of the action. It's one of the most clear examples of meeting our contract requirement there could possibly be.
Regarding elevite I'm glad to see people are interested in it. Would people be interested in an action like so:
[] Run an experiment. Specify subject: (Elevite, something else) (Write in procedure) (1 AP for short experiments)
To be available on future turns? The idea being to net you more information, and possibly inspire new uses for what you have.
For example, I don't personally believe elevite can be used to make a perpetual motion machine, but it is very possible you all will figure out something I never thought of.
You do find a collection of curious puff balls about the size of your hand perched on the edges of the island. Your initial intuition is that they are harvesting something from the air. Perhaps moisture, or nitrogen.
This turns out to be partially correct. As you observe a stray plume of dust reaches up for the island like a grasping tendril. It falls well short of the island's base, you doubt the island could have lasted as long if the clouds could so easily reach it.
But by some invisible mechanism, the puff balls detach from the island. Perhaps air pressure, or dust micro particle concentration?
Collecting samples however, proves difficult. The most egregious case being a series of large geometric wireframes which remind you of spiderwebs. Examination indicates some form of microorganism colony, but any samples instantly dissolve into undifferentiated goo.
That it happens regardless of how carefully your sample jars mimic the local environment produces significant frustration. It is as if the very act of movement causes them to self destruct.
Observation three: You hold the shard as still as biology allows. When you move it again there is a nearly imperceptible hitch. Static friction your brain whispers. But static friction on what? The shard isn't touching anything but your fingers and the air.
"This place. It would make an excellent location for a lair."
You suppress a jump at Nathan's sudden proximity. Wait what did he just say. Was that a threat? A warning?
Heedless of your thoughts he continues. "To build this. It would be a feat worthy of the director. A nucleus for a new dominion. Presently unclaimed."
Okay so we have a gun, a tactical retreat injector, a crowbar, expanding foam, and a breach charge. This means we can probably take a blind shot at Angela, hopefully getting her to take cover. Then we sprint for the decided upon door. If necessary we can pry it open, close it, and seal it. When we need to get out we can simply use a breaching charge to destroy the foam seal.
I mean, we wouldn't be trying to hit her, but that is a valid concern.Huh. I like the plan overall, but I don't want to be the first one to introduce "discharging firearms with malicious intent" into our relationship with Angela. I fell like that's a direction we don't want to push things in.
Note: upstairs is the place we're least likely to be followed.- Upstairs is just rolling the bones. We don't actually know what we might find up there, or where specifically to go to find it. Better to leverage what little info we have.
I'm leaning AI having control over this UFO, and that's a counter to it turning hostile.*Clang*
Where did I put i͋̃͒̓ẗ́̐?Just as you turn to leave you hear an orb roll off the table and fall to the floor. You glance down to the trailing edges of your lab coat and back to the table.
You hastily scoop up the orb and place it back in line. You are going to pretend that didn't happen.
There i͋̃͒̓ẗ́̐ is.You are sure it is just your imagination, but some tiny fraction of invisible tension relaxes.
-1 ???
???: 0/100
Because nothing biological was meant to be in here.Unfortunately, you don't see anything relating to your preferred specialty. Something about that niggles in the back of your head, but whatever it is, it remains frustratingly out of reach. Something about the seamless curves and angles.Science 3 + Biology 5 = 8 dice
8d7 = [5,2,6,7,1,1,4,3] = 29
DC = 30
...we come from Mad Science city."Oh it's highly unlikely." Professor Sinter waves the question off. "Reaching these conclusions required a non-trivial amount of work on my part. Following my conclusions in lockstep while ignoring any other promising target would be a prerequisite. The odds are barely worth considering."
A hatch opens on it's side and a staircase scissors out. The first person who emerges is a familiar expedition leader with cybernetic eyes.
The second is Angela Bright. Your eyes lock.
"You!" A pair of voices intermingle in a hateful shout. It takes a second to process they were not yours.