So much for "easy", eh? Bugger. On one hand, more recources. On the other, Warframes are the opposite of PR friendly and absolutely not designed to subdue anything -making them walking violations of those very same "unspoken rules" Parahuman affairs are handled under. Also team mates you can´t just walk away from should things not work out.
[X] "I'd rather not share right now, if that's alright with you."
 
[X] It'd be easier to show you. I have something to show you.
 
Vote Tally 4
Votes closed. Yeah, I'm just going to go ahead and tell you check Update 4 for invisitext.
Adhoc vote count started by Cryptix on Jan 16, 2018 at 11:33 PM, finished with 8 posts and 5 votes.

  • [X] It'd be easier to show you. I have something to show you.
    [X] "I'd rather not share right now, if that's alright with you."

Adhoc vote count started by Cryptix on Jan 16, 2018 at 11:34 PM, finished with 8 posts and 5 votes.

  • [X] It'd be easier to show you. I have something to show you.
    [X] "I'd rather not share right now, if that's alright with you."
 
Update 5, Part 1
Ms. Militia walks around your workshop, carefully skirting the partially disassembled Scourge - you were working on modding it yesterday. It's harmless right now, but it never hurts to be careful in a tinker's playground. She takes particular interest in your foundry. "Taylor, is this what you use to create your Warframes?" You nod, explaining, "Among other things. I prefer to do final assembly on the Warframes myself, but the foundry assembles their parts and weapons, and maintains them for me automatically."
Ms. Militia blinks at your last sentence. "You mean you don't have to maintain your weapons yourself? Taylor, do you realize what that means?" When you tilt your head in confusion, she hurriedly explains. "Taylor, your work can be mass produced! All that stops tinker tech from entering the global market is the fact that the creator has to be around to maintain it. If what you're saying is true, then this is a gamechanger." She turns back to the Scourge, gently examining it. "You created this right? It's good, even if it shouldn't work at all. Is this the only weapon you can create?" You shake your head. "There are others, but they're pretty basic designs. I didn't even create this intentionally - it came with Harrow, made from leftover materials."
She tilts her head, asking "Harrow? What's that." You sigh - time for the moment of truth. "Not what, who. You can come out now." From the shadows, he steps out, towering over Ms. Milita. She backs up - why does everyone have that reaction towards him? Is it the face? - and accidentally touches the foundry's scanner with her bare hands. She jumps away as if she was shocked. "Taylor, did your foundry just...bite me?" She raises her hand, showing a small puncture mark. You move over to your computer and check the output of the apparent blood sample the foundry took…

Can someone please roll me a D20 to see what happens?
 
I'll roll for this.

Edit: Not quite the best roll we could have gotten.
Vanestus threw 1 20-faced dice. Reason: Foundry Bite? Total: 6
6 6
 
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Update 5, Part 2
Your computer now has the neuroptics blueprint of a warframe you've never seen before. You tap the button to use your codex scanner, but the moment you do, everything goes dark.

***​

You are on an arid planet - you know for a fact that this isn't Earth somehow. You are surrounded by humanoids in some kind of bulbous armor, holding crude weapons. You hit the ground to avoid getting shot at, but you realize they can't see you when one passes through you in order to get to a crowd of its brethren.

You get up again and run forward to see what's going on. You get startled when a body hits the floor right in front of you. A Warframe runs past you, and you see her unleash gunshots wildly with some kind of hand-held machine gun, an aura glowing brighter and brighter as she kills more of the strange enemy. Finally, she unleashes the aura in one single bullet, set alight and targeted at what is seemingly the enemy commander. They explode, causing the troops to scramble.

She pulls out a whip of energy, hitting and disarming the troops around her before curling around the Warframe's weapons, seemingly increasing her damage. A heavily armored enemy, armed with a primitive rocket launcher, begins firing at the Warframe but she envelops herself in a shield that reflects the projective back at the attacker.

An incoming troop transports disgorges a horde of the enemy soldiers, surrounding her completely. She holsters her primary weapon and instead whips out a pair of built in pistols concealed under her arms. She quickly and efficiently eliminates the enemies with pinpointed shots straight in the weak points of the armor.

She soon stands alone in the alien desert, her task completed. With the spectacle now finished, she holsters her pistols and heads towards extraction. Now you know the name of this warframe. The vagabond, the outcast, the reckless, the gunslinger. Mesa.

***​

You awaken in your bed, with your father sitting beside you holding your hand. When he realizes you're awake, he draws you into a bear hug before lecturing you. "Never do that again! You scared me when you collapsed in the workshop! Ha-Ms. Militia told me to give you her contact number when you wake up, she wants you to contact her later on to finish your conversation."


What will you do now?

[] Talk to Ms. Militia right now.
[] Tell your father about the dream.

[X] Begin work on those Mesa Neuroptics - try to figure out why the foundry needed Ms. Militia's blood for it.
[] Write in?
 
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[X] Begin work on those Mesa Neuroptics - try to figure out why the foundry needed Ms. Militia's blood for it.
 
[X] Begin work on those Mesa Neuroptics - try to figure out why the foundry needed Ms. Militia's blood for it.

A new Warframe is always a new Warframe -but the Foundry just did something I´m pretty sure we didn´t design it to do. We need answerd -now, lest it pull another fast one on us when we can least afford it. If Miss Militia or our father presses the issue, we can in full honesty say we´re trying to figure out what went wrong.
 
[X] Begin work on those Mesa Neuroptics - try to figure out why the foundry needed Ms. Militia's blood for it.
 
Vote Tally 5
Votes closed.
Adhoc vote count started by Cryptix on Jan 17, 2018 at 4:27 PM, finished with 18 posts and 6 votes.

  • [X] Begin work on those Mesa Neuroptics - try to figure out why the foundry needed Ms. Militia's blood for it.
    [X] It'd be easier to show you. I have something to show you.
    [X] "I'd rather not share right now, if that's alright with you."

Adhoc vote count started by Cryptix on Jan 17, 2018 at 4:28 PM, finished with 4 posts and 3 votes.

  • [X] Begin work on those Mesa Neuroptics - try to figure out why the foundry needed Ms. Militia's blood for it.
 
Update 6
You sit in your workshop, increasingly worried about the current situation. You wanted to see what feature had been enabled to allow the foundry to take a blood sample, so you checked the control panel, to no avail. Next, you go into the machine itself, and you begin to notice as you go deeper in that things are beginning to not make sense.
You know that the foundry was one of your first creations, and was done when you didn't know a lot about your powers, but this was ridiculous. Multiple redundant parts, wiring that ends up going nowhere, layers upon layers of covers that have to be removed at several different to reach points, and more features make it seem more and more like the machine doesn't want to be taken apart.
Finally, you reach its core, a small orb with a symbol that looks like a stylized flower. Below it, there is the final covering before you can reach the inner workings of the machine. You move to remove the orb but the moment you touch it, several visions flash through your mind in a manner similar to your dream earlier with Mesa. A broken spaceship floating adrift in the void, a room full of torn apart bodies surrounding an unfamiliar warframe, a horde of monsters invading a once pristine palace. The last of these images is an inverted and corrupted version of the symbol on the orb accompanied by one message from a computerized and corrupted voice.
"All is silent and calm. Hushed and empty is the womb of the sky. Do not attempt to interfere, demon."
The visions over, you are returned to your body. Will you listen to the warnings of the mysterious presence?
[] Continue, despite the risks (Check my posts for invisitext from now on until I say "He is no longer watching)
[X] Leave this alone for today - you need more information.
(Sorry for the short update but this introduces an important mechanic)
 
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[X] Continue, despite the risks (Check my posts for invisitext from now on until I say "He is no longer watching)
 
[X] Leave this alone for today - you need more information.
 
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