A Touhou/Armored Core crossover...
Armored Core: Snow of Cosmo Fantasy
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AnonymousRabbit
Rabbit Faced
It was the year GR 1 when the Eastern Cosmos were locked out and the Great Barrier was raised. A split occurred between the stars and the Galaxy was split in twain to prevent the encroachment of the creeping vestiges of war from reaching the valued regions of space by the corporations.
GR meant 'Great Raising' and was enacted by the Yakumo Foundation and its many subsidiaries. Pumping credits by the billion to save what's left of humanity after one devastating war that shattered nature itself. Mankind delved in the use and experimentation of a newfound element known as 'Psyche', which led to it's weaponization and loss of control at the hands of the corporation.
Mankind's hubris led to the collapse and spread known as 'Decay' in its battles, spreading an irreversible malfunction in the bodies of bio organism into fully shutting down. This is what the Great Barrier Project was designed to ward off.
Psyche Weapons have been banned by the Yakumo Foundation following the erection of the Great Barrier and thus war waged anew among the survivors, taking what scraps they could as they tore into each others' flesh just to survive. World after world either descended into chaos... Or revolution...
Under the banners of corporation, pilots of massive war machines known as Armored Cores emerged. They became the backbone of would be space bandits or corporation making a living in this new enclosed side of the galaxy.
This story in particular will focus on one part of this new world. On a planet known as 66-G, multiple parties have vested interest on the planet due to its proximity to the Great Barrier. Rumors say due to this closeness, it's possible to siphon and harvest Psyche putting it right in the sights of the Yakumo Foundation's watchful eyes.
Your story begins here... In a transport ship in 66-G's polluted landscape acting as hidden security for your client.
You sat in your cockpit, mind in a slurry as your brain subconsciously ran through simulations during the downtime. You can feel yourself breathe, you can feel yourself move, but you couldn't control your own body. You were company owned after all, a faceless expendable body like the rest of your colleagues.
But it didn't change that you should still be ready...
Now... What machine did you operate, Pilot?
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[] Fast Lightweight AC (Key Equipment: Assault Armour: Overload your core and unleash a devastating explosive force that will destroy smaller foes and damage stronger ones.)
[] Medium weight Gunner AC (Key Equipment: Pulse Protection: A static dome shaped Barrier on your position impervious to enemy gunfire and most energy weaponry.)
[] Heavyweight Tank Type AC (Key Equipment: Terminal Armour: Upon taking severe damage, coat yourself in a powerful barrier which will render you invincible to most attacks upon being struck. Lasts for a few seconds.)
[] Heavyweight Quad Leg Airborne Type AC (Key Equipment: Pulse Armour: Create a barrier to surround oneself and defend against enemy fire from afar. Provides decent close range defenses as well.)
GR meant 'Great Raising' and was enacted by the Yakumo Foundation and its many subsidiaries. Pumping credits by the billion to save what's left of humanity after one devastating war that shattered nature itself. Mankind delved in the use and experimentation of a newfound element known as 'Psyche', which led to it's weaponization and loss of control at the hands of the corporation.
Mankind's hubris led to the collapse and spread known as 'Decay' in its battles, spreading an irreversible malfunction in the bodies of bio organism into fully shutting down. This is what the Great Barrier Project was designed to ward off.
Psyche Weapons have been banned by the Yakumo Foundation following the erection of the Great Barrier and thus war waged anew among the survivors, taking what scraps they could as they tore into each others' flesh just to survive. World after world either descended into chaos... Or revolution...
Under the banners of corporation, pilots of massive war machines known as Armored Cores emerged. They became the backbone of would be space bandits or corporation making a living in this new enclosed side of the galaxy.
This story in particular will focus on one part of this new world. On a planet known as 66-G, multiple parties have vested interest on the planet due to its proximity to the Great Barrier. Rumors say due to this closeness, it's possible to siphon and harvest Psyche putting it right in the sights of the Yakumo Foundation's watchful eyes.
Your story begins here... In a transport ship in 66-G's polluted landscape acting as hidden security for your client.
You sat in your cockpit, mind in a slurry as your brain subconsciously ran through simulations during the downtime. You can feel yourself breathe, you can feel yourself move, but you couldn't control your own body. You were company owned after all, a faceless expendable body like the rest of your colleagues.
But it didn't change that you should still be ready...
Now... What machine did you operate, Pilot?
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....
...
[] Fast Lightweight AC (Key Equipment: Assault Armour: Overload your core and unleash a devastating explosive force that will destroy smaller foes and damage stronger ones.)
[] Medium weight Gunner AC (Key Equipment: Pulse Protection: A static dome shaped Barrier on your position impervious to enemy gunfire and most energy weaponry.)
[] Heavyweight Tank Type AC (Key Equipment: Terminal Armour: Upon taking severe damage, coat yourself in a powerful barrier which will render you invincible to most attacks upon being struck. Lasts for a few seconds.)
[] Heavyweight Quad Leg Airborne Type AC (Key Equipment: Pulse Armour: Create a barrier to surround oneself and defend against enemy fire from afar. Provides decent close range defenses as well.)
BlackHadou
Bunny-Sensei
[X] Medium weight Gunner AC (Key Equipment: Pulse Protection: A static dome shaped Barrier on your position impervious to enemy gunfire and most energy weaponry.)
Spreadbazookaspreadbazookaspreadbazooka!
Spreadbazookaspreadbazookaspreadbazooka!
Nottheunmaker
Altman be praised
- Location
- USG Ishimura
[X] Heavyweight Tank Type AC (Key Equipment: Terminal Armour: Upon taking severe damage, coat yourself in a powerful barrier which will render you invincible to most attacks upon being struck. Lasts for a few seconds.)
Gotta love the feeling of crushing light wweaponsamd lesser machines 'neth thy mighty treads!
Gotta love the feeling of crushing light wweaponsamd lesser machines 'neth thy mighty treads!
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- Location
- The End of Glory
[X] Heavyweight Tank Type AC (Key Equipment: Terminal Armour: Upon taking severe damage, coat yourself in a powerful barrier which will render you invincible to most attacks upon being struck. Lasts for a few seconds.)
Tank Treaded mechs are *the* unique selling point of AC
Tank Treaded mechs are *the* unique selling point of AC
Spectral Waltz
Scatterbrained Writer
- Location
- Walking the Endless Corridors
[X] Fast Lightweight AC (Key Equipment: Assault Armour: Overload your core and unleash a devastating explosive force that will destroy smaller foes and damage stronger ones.)
I'm a sucker for zippy bois
I'm a sucker for zippy bois
You should probably copy the whole vote, jussayin.
Lone Courier 6
Devilish Fool
- Location
- United States of Quests
[x] Medium weight Gunner AC (Key Equipment: Pulse Protection: A static dome shaped Barrier on your position impervious to enemy gunfire and most energy weaponry.)
Jack of all trades master of none but better than a master of one.
Jack of all trades master of none but better than a master of one.
Walker of the Yellow Path
Ho There!
- Location
- The Land of Memes
[X] Fast Lightweight AC (Key Equipment: Assault Armour: Overload your core and unleash a devastating explosive force that will destroy smaller foes and damage stronger ones.)
Look to the Left
Back from the Void
- Location
- OH CANADA!!!
[X] Heavyweight Tank Type AC (Key Equipment: Terminal Armour: Upon taking severe damage, coat yourself in a powerful barrier which will render you invincible to most attacks upon being struck. Lasts for a few seconds.)
TANK TREAD SUPREMACY.
TANK TREAD SUPREMACY.
Nottheunmaker
Altman be praised
- Location
- USG Ishimura
[X] Medium weight Gunner AC (Key Equipment: Pulse Protection: A static dome shaped Barrier on your position impervious to enemy gunfire and most energy weaponry.)
While I'm sad to missout on a tank build, I'd rather not leave the vote tied.
While I'm sad to missout on a tank build, I'd rather not leave the vote tied.
AnonymousRabbit
Rabbit Faced
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AnonymousRabbit
Rabbit Faced
Name: ICE FAIRY
AC: Freezer Burn
AP: 100%
Frame: Mediumweight Frame {Standard}
Key Equipment: Assault Armour: (Overload your core and unleash a devastating explosive force that will destroy smaller foes and damage stronger ones.)
Location: Planet 66-G
COAM: 500,000
AC: Freezer Burn
AP: 100%
Frame: Mediumweight Frame {Standard}
Key Equipment: Assault Armour: (Overload your core and unleash a devastating explosive force that will destroy smaller foes and damage stronger ones.)
Right Arm Weapon Ammunition: 404 Machine Pistol {Kinetic} {Standard} [Developed by Crossnaught Industries, this Machine Pistol is capable of rapid fire shooting from close to medium range. While it may lose effectiveness in long range battles, its burst fire mode can build up ACS instability.]
Left Arm Weapon Ammunition: ARMA Pulse Sword {Laser} {Standard} [Developed by ARMA, this is a Short Range Projection Light Blade, colloquially known as 'Pulse Sword' for close range engagements. It draws power from the AC's power generator meaning it costs little to no ammo but carries the risk of bringing its user within close quarters combat.]
Right Shoulder Weapon Ammunition: B200 Spread Bazooka {Explosive} {Standard} [The B200 is a standard issue cluster cannon capable of launching several explosives at once within a wide area. Normally used for heavy artillery firing, within close range, it can split apart armored vehicles with ease.]
Left Shoulder Weapon Ammunition: Pillbox-835 Vertical Missile {Explosive} {Standard} [The Pillbox was developed by ARMA, a shoulder mounted Vertical Missile launcher that fires off 6x Tracking Missiles.]
Left Arm Weapon Ammunition: ARMA Pulse Sword {Laser} {Standard} [Developed by ARMA, this is a Short Range Projection Light Blade, colloquially known as 'Pulse Sword' for close range engagements. It draws power from the AC's power generator meaning it costs little to no ammo but carries the risk of bringing its user within close quarters combat.]
Right Shoulder Weapon Ammunition: B200 Spread Bazooka {Explosive} {Standard} [The B200 is a standard issue cluster cannon capable of launching several explosives at once within a wide area. Normally used for heavy artillery firing, within close range, it can split apart armored vehicles with ease.]
Left Shoulder Weapon Ammunition: Pillbox-835 Vertical Missile {Explosive} {Standard} [The Pillbox was developed by ARMA, a shoulder mounted Vertical Missile launcher that fires off 6x Tracking Missiles.]
Location: Planet 66-G
COAM: 500,000
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Field Trip 1.0
AnonymousRabbit
Rabbit Faced
[] Medium weight Gunner AC (Key Equipment: Pulse Protection: A static dome shaped Barrier on your position impervious to enemy gunfire and most energy weaponry.)
That's right. You were within a Bipedal weapons platform armed to the teeth with guns and munitions. Shoulder mounted Spread Bazookas were on your frame's shoulders while both arms were loaded with two heavy duty kinetic machine guns. The frame was rooted to the ground and held steady by a pair of thick bipedal legs and a stout upper frame, allowing precision movements in high speed battles.
Your AC was mass produced however, a far cry what the upper elites had access to. You didn't have the cutting edge Tech or OS installed into your machine to give you that extra advantage on the field. You were after all expendable. The bottom ranked Fairy of the whole platoon with the shittiest gear imaginable.
When a Fairy dies, they just get replaced. It was the biggest selling point of the Forest of Magic, producing peons and soldiers en mass and throwing them into the meat grinder for corporate elites to slaughter. That was what the Forest was good at and they've been good at it for nearly eight decades now.
They specialized in allowing the mass production of augmented humans, integrating anyone, man, woman or child into an AC's OS and letting them fight. You were among those pushed into becoming an Augmented Human in order to pilot these war machines. You weren't particularly smart or skilled but you were a proponent of sheer brute force. It was probably why you opted for direct means of attack, after all, not many could survive open bombardment from all of your guns at once.
Well not if they were smart... Which you weren't.... But that's besides the point.
Even through your AC's cockpit you could feel the rumbling of the transport going through the wastes of 66-G. You turned your eyes upwards, letting your neural link direct commands from your brain for you to access the mission briefing. This was supposed to be a transport mission for a bigshot client, Kourindou Trading Co. They specialized in Psyche Tech Salvage and had come into contact with a particularly volatile salvage, requiring special tools to be delivered on site for their work to continue.
Unfortunately, said tools were also Psyche Tech which means the Yakumo have vested interest in the likelihood of it being spotted being smuggled under their noses. That's only the Yakumo Foundation, there were others too that may take interest in Kourindou's machine, therefore explaining the massive number of security from your faction's side.
This was an operation they cannot afford to mess up that much was plain to see.
[Spacing out again?]
You were pulled further out of your stupor by a voice speaking into your comms.
It was a friend.
[Trip is almost over. I hope you haven't been throwing yourself in the simulation the entire time.]
The kindly voice of an older girl rang in your ears as you whispered her callsign.
"Daiyousei."
[Seems like you have been. Well don't overdo it. Last thing we need is for your brain to get exhausted when it's time for duty. We're three hours out from our destination so we're not out of the woods yet.]
Callsign Greater Fairy, she's the leader of your ragtag group. She's looked out for you ever since you first enlisted and has covered for you the entire time you were under her wing. She was strong and dependable. Every other Fairy looked up to her when the chips were down and here she was mothering you again.
"I'll be fine. I'm just itching for a fight. Staying cramped up here like sardines is not doing me any favors," you replied as you looked down your controls, gripping down hard as you eased your nerves. No need to pump yourself another dose of relaxant, you're a big girl.
[We'll see plenty of action soon. Still, what do you think of this whole operation?]
"I don't think we're paid to chatter, Daiyousei," you pointed out as you shook your head.
[I'm as bored as you are, friend. Consider it as a memory exercise.]
You sighed as you tried to think, "It's not normal for an entire group like this to be deployed on a security mission of this scale. Even with a high value transport like this, you'd think they'd send an elite instead."
[You're correct. Why send a bunch of of us gray paints when the stronger folks can just do the job at half the cost? It smells fishy but not like we can complain. You know what they call 66-G, Fairy? They call it Old Hell. It's one of the last few places where the fighting was happening before the Barrier went up to stop the Decay. Have a look outside through our external cameras, you'll see what I mean.]
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[] Have a peek outside. See the landscape.
[] You'll have to pass. You're more interested in this operation now.
[] You'll do her one better. Piggyback a comm relay and scan the area, see who else is on board this field trip.
That's right. You were within a Bipedal weapons platform armed to the teeth with guns and munitions. Shoulder mounted Spread Bazookas were on your frame's shoulders while both arms were loaded with two heavy duty kinetic machine guns. The frame was rooted to the ground and held steady by a pair of thick bipedal legs and a stout upper frame, allowing precision movements in high speed battles.
Your AC was mass produced however, a far cry what the upper elites had access to. You didn't have the cutting edge Tech or OS installed into your machine to give you that extra advantage on the field. You were after all expendable. The bottom ranked Fairy of the whole platoon with the shittiest gear imaginable.
When a Fairy dies, they just get replaced. It was the biggest selling point of the Forest of Magic, producing peons and soldiers en mass and throwing them into the meat grinder for corporate elites to slaughter. That was what the Forest was good at and they've been good at it for nearly eight decades now.
They specialized in allowing the mass production of augmented humans, integrating anyone, man, woman or child into an AC's OS and letting them fight. You were among those pushed into becoming an Augmented Human in order to pilot these war machines. You weren't particularly smart or skilled but you were a proponent of sheer brute force. It was probably why you opted for direct means of attack, after all, not many could survive open bombardment from all of your guns at once.
Well not if they were smart... Which you weren't.... But that's besides the point.
Even through your AC's cockpit you could feel the rumbling of the transport going through the wastes of 66-G. You turned your eyes upwards, letting your neural link direct commands from your brain for you to access the mission briefing. This was supposed to be a transport mission for a bigshot client, Kourindou Trading Co. They specialized in Psyche Tech Salvage and had come into contact with a particularly volatile salvage, requiring special tools to be delivered on site for their work to continue.
Unfortunately, said tools were also Psyche Tech which means the Yakumo have vested interest in the likelihood of it being spotted being smuggled under their noses. That's only the Yakumo Foundation, there were others too that may take interest in Kourindou's machine, therefore explaining the massive number of security from your faction's side.
This was an operation they cannot afford to mess up that much was plain to see.
[Spacing out again?]
You were pulled further out of your stupor by a voice speaking into your comms.
It was a friend.
[Trip is almost over. I hope you haven't been throwing yourself in the simulation the entire time.]
The kindly voice of an older girl rang in your ears as you whispered her callsign.
"Daiyousei."
[Seems like you have been. Well don't overdo it. Last thing we need is for your brain to get exhausted when it's time for duty. We're three hours out from our destination so we're not out of the woods yet.]
Callsign Greater Fairy, she's the leader of your ragtag group. She's looked out for you ever since you first enlisted and has covered for you the entire time you were under her wing. She was strong and dependable. Every other Fairy looked up to her when the chips were down and here she was mothering you again.
"I'll be fine. I'm just itching for a fight. Staying cramped up here like sardines is not doing me any favors," you replied as you looked down your controls, gripping down hard as you eased your nerves. No need to pump yourself another dose of relaxant, you're a big girl.
[We'll see plenty of action soon. Still, what do you think of this whole operation?]
"I don't think we're paid to chatter, Daiyousei," you pointed out as you shook your head.
[I'm as bored as you are, friend. Consider it as a memory exercise.]
You sighed as you tried to think, "It's not normal for an entire group like this to be deployed on a security mission of this scale. Even with a high value transport like this, you'd think they'd send an elite instead."
[You're correct. Why send a bunch of of us gray paints when the stronger folks can just do the job at half the cost? It smells fishy but not like we can complain. You know what they call 66-G, Fairy? They call it Old Hell. It's one of the last few places where the fighting was happening before the Barrier went up to stop the Decay. Have a look outside through our external cameras, you'll see what I mean.]
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[] Have a peek outside. See the landscape.
[] You'll have to pass. You're more interested in this operation now.
[] You'll do her one better. Piggyback a comm relay and scan the area, see who else is on board this field trip.
Nottheunmaker
Altman be praised
- Location
- USG Ishimura
[X] You'll do her one better. Piggyback a comm relay and scan the area, see who else is on board this field trip.
Might get us some unwanted attention... but a job like this? Trouble is on the way no matter what. Probably better to draw it out early.
Might get us some unwanted attention... but a job like this? Trouble is on the way no matter what. Probably better to draw it out early.
BlackHadou
Bunny-Sensei
[X] You'll do her one better. Piggyback a comm relay and scan the area, see who else is on board this field trip.
Spectral Waltz
Scatterbrained Writer
- Location
- Walking the Endless Corridors
[X] You'll do her one better. Piggyback a comm relay and scan the area, see who else is on board this field trip.
This won't end well
This won't end well
AnonymousRabbit
Rabbit Faced
Votes closed
Field Trip 1.1
AnonymousRabbit
Rabbit Faced
[] You'll do her one better. Piggyback a comm relay and scan the area, see who else is on board this field trip.
Looking outside was well and all but you had an idea of how things were. It was desolate debris stretching all the way to the horizon. 66-G was once a metropolis world, a bustling trade hub before the Great Barrier was raised. Once the Barrier went up, the world was cordoned off from would be salvagers but that only led to smaller scale conflicts to arise as corporations all raced to penetrate it to enact their own experiments with Psyche Weapons and the study of the Decay.
Whoever found a way to reverse the effects of the Decay would become the most powerful faction in the known region. This was the inherent value of 66-G and it was no small surprise war raged on in the region. Fighting in the vacuum of space was rare, but the planets caught in the conflict become the true battlefields where people fell and rose.
The Yakumo Foundation is spread thin but remain the most prominent presence within 66-G. There's never a permanent base for any of the factions present thanks to orbital bombardment from the Iron Sky. The Iron Sky was an orbital installation controlled by the Yakumo Foundation, it was capable of high altitude attacks from above decimating military bases visible from the sky above.
66-G was a planet covered in rotting steel hulks that once acted as cities on their own, the vast expanse covered in the hollow husks of these cities that the soil could never even feel the touch of the System's Sun. It was a battered planet that would take generations to recover from the scars inflicted by humanity. Unfortunately, humanity had no plans of leaving, not until it's drained what it could from the planet's very essence.
You leaned back in your seat and accessed your comms. You then tried accessing a comm relay to bolster your signal from within the transport. You didn't need to look outside your window, you could see plenty from where you were, you weren't exactly interested in the debris outside.
This operation was being spearheaded by two platoons of twelve ACs in total, each with its respective team leader. Daiyousei was one of them but she was accompanied by another for this mission to wrangle your group into something cohesive if push came to shove. From your Platoon you can recognize a few familiar faces, namely the Faeries of Light Trio that always stuck together and came back together no matter the deployment.
There was another that was a part of your little group. They came up as {Clownpiece} according to your IFF. They seemed to be piloting a quad legged AC with thrusters designed for aerial mobility. You looked over your scans and noted that music was coming from an AC in the back, a blitz type Lightweight AC but one with a lot of firepower mounted on it.
You can vaguely hear the music about 'Spring' come from the within the cockpit.
Your scans managed to ping some other ACs in the transport group but you mainly concerned yourself with the ones within your vicinity. Much better to talk with one of your own than to reach out to the others.
You also detected a massive thermal reading approaching from the West.
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[] Poke the Fairy Trio and hail them. You're surprised the three of them were still together.
[] Patch through this 'Clownpiece'. You don't recognize them. Were they transferred recently?
[] Contact the musical AC and tell them their music was going through their machine.
[] Talk to Daiyousei again.
Looking outside was well and all but you had an idea of how things were. It was desolate debris stretching all the way to the horizon. 66-G was once a metropolis world, a bustling trade hub before the Great Barrier was raised. Once the Barrier went up, the world was cordoned off from would be salvagers but that only led to smaller scale conflicts to arise as corporations all raced to penetrate it to enact their own experiments with Psyche Weapons and the study of the Decay.
Whoever found a way to reverse the effects of the Decay would become the most powerful faction in the known region. This was the inherent value of 66-G and it was no small surprise war raged on in the region. Fighting in the vacuum of space was rare, but the planets caught in the conflict become the true battlefields where people fell and rose.
The Yakumo Foundation is spread thin but remain the most prominent presence within 66-G. There's never a permanent base for any of the factions present thanks to orbital bombardment from the Iron Sky. The Iron Sky was an orbital installation controlled by the Yakumo Foundation, it was capable of high altitude attacks from above decimating military bases visible from the sky above.
66-G was a planet covered in rotting steel hulks that once acted as cities on their own, the vast expanse covered in the hollow husks of these cities that the soil could never even feel the touch of the System's Sun. It was a battered planet that would take generations to recover from the scars inflicted by humanity. Unfortunately, humanity had no plans of leaving, not until it's drained what it could from the planet's very essence.
You leaned back in your seat and accessed your comms. You then tried accessing a comm relay to bolster your signal from within the transport. You didn't need to look outside your window, you could see plenty from where you were, you weren't exactly interested in the debris outside.
This operation was being spearheaded by two platoons of twelve ACs in total, each with its respective team leader. Daiyousei was one of them but she was accompanied by another for this mission to wrangle your group into something cohesive if push came to shove. From your Platoon you can recognize a few familiar faces, namely the Faeries of Light Trio that always stuck together and came back together no matter the deployment.
There was another that was a part of your little group. They came up as {Clownpiece} according to your IFF. They seemed to be piloting a quad legged AC with thrusters designed for aerial mobility. You looked over your scans and noted that music was coming from an AC in the back, a blitz type Lightweight AC but one with a lot of firepower mounted on it.
You can vaguely hear the music about 'Spring' come from the within the cockpit.
Your scans managed to ping some other ACs in the transport group but you mainly concerned yourself with the ones within your vicinity. Much better to talk with one of your own than to reach out to the others.
You also detected a massive thermal reading approaching from the West.
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[] Poke the Fairy Trio and hail them. You're surprised the three of them were still together.
[] Patch through this 'Clownpiece'. You don't recognize them. Were they transferred recently?
[] Contact the musical AC and tell them their music was going through their machine.
[] Talk to Daiyousei again.