Joe ends up getting the most disruptive Perk possible due to gushing over how cute the kittens are.
Brockton's Celestial Forge (Worm/Jumpchain)
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BarbaCoPut
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I think that a Rhapsody is needed, a series of musical extravaganza, tuned for each one. You begin with something Tranquil but inspiring, some sort of ballad, when Metaloid Chimpanzee enters, moving to a soft techno with classical music undertones for the Mistress of Information, giving way to an energetic rock riff, perhaps some sort of Guitar solo for the Master of the road. Then a moving soft piece, with energy, modern but with some soft side, more importantly, it's a piece that clearly has missing notes; missing notes which can be felt through their absence, this piece is for... for... Nevermind... NOW, A primal and strong beat, striking the fires of the heart, for the perfectly normal cat, followed by folk metal violin solo for the Terror in Red . And finally a fully electronic hymn, an irrefrenable crescendo of order and mathematical precision for the Transformer in Disguise
You want CASTLE, because that's how you get CASTLE, springing traps on intruders and having fun with interlopers and careless sophonts
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This is what I think Tybalt's reaction would be to the cucumber he would eat it to gain its power he is a Greek demigod after all
Gosh Diddly Darn It, Matrix (AmberSlime)
Gosh Diddly Darn It, Matrix -or- A Smugger-than-Smugbug Gestalt Intelligence Has a Mental Breakdown because of Dirt
Matrix was built out of perfection. A major percentage of the nanites making up their gestalt intellect was made up of the best their progenitor had to offer, (although, given the frustration that was coming up with a design for the Generation Four nanites, they would probably have to accept the fact that they would regularly receive upgrades) they could prepare similarly acceptable nanites on their own, and everything they constructed was built to standard. Every molecule in place, everything in tip-top shape.
That one sojourn around three to four days ago introduced Matrix to the perfection that was the form of the Gun-EZ. Why was it perfect? Because they had graced it with their presence. It was... suitable. Barely. Maybe to the more primitive beings that their progenitor interacted with, it would be considered a monumental achievement. Of course, their nanites infusing the form had made it infinitely better, and suitably to be the form they would take for this supposedly important meeting.
Matrix was accepting of this fact, up until they caught sight of the facade of the building this meeting would be taking place in. This? THIS?! That sign was barely attached! Those walls were coated in grime! THAT WINDOW WAS BROKEN!!
So horrified were they by this sight that they were the last one to enter this... bar. Upon stepping inside, Matrix was assaulted by utter filth. The lighting was not properly maintained, the tablecloths were grody, and BY THE OMEGA NANITE THAT WINDOWSILL HAD DUST ON IT! Did these heathens not know how to properly maintain their dwelling spaces to at least the barest minimum? Clearly, action was needed in order to save these fools from themselves. Every nanite making up their being, even those horrid Tier Fives, shuddered in protest as Matrix dragged a digit across the windowsill, planting around five nanites. That was as much as they were willing to spare, and even as they lifted their finger, they were converting the dust particles into something that might one day be graced with the honor of being useful to them.
Matrix felt disgusted. Their progenitor expected them to put up with this? This simply cannot stand!
Later, about three-quarters of the way through the meeting...
"Matrix?" Everyone seemed to pipe down at the tone of my voice. Matrix turned their head towards me, an almost defiant look on the stony, metallic visage of the miniature Gun-EZ.
"What is that?" I point to a section of the wall by the door. Where there was once yellowed plaster and general signs of the owners of Somer's Rock either being financially incapable of or just not caring enough to repair their establishment, there was now a perfectly rectangular patch of a silvery, metal-like substance. Matrix began snappishly transmitting data to my implant even as they feverishly gesticulated their body. The rest of the bar's inhabitants gasp in shock as they catch sight of the changed surface.
I bang my fists against the table. "Dagnabbit, Matrix, you can't just convert the entire bar into nanites because you found it filthy!" More furious gesturing and data-transmitting. "I don't care if they won't ever have to pay for repairs again! This just isn't something you do!"
"Don't you use that tone of voice with me, young gestalt intelligence!"
Wait, why did Tattletale just faint? And why is everyone else staring at me like that?
Matrix was built out of perfection. A major percentage of the nanites making up their gestalt intellect was made up of the best their progenitor had to offer, (although, given the frustration that was coming up with a design for the Generation Four nanites, they would probably have to accept the fact that they would regularly receive upgrades) they could prepare similarly acceptable nanites on their own, and everything they constructed was built to standard. Every molecule in place, everything in tip-top shape.
That one sojourn around three to four days ago introduced Matrix to the perfection that was the form of the Gun-EZ. Why was it perfect? Because they had graced it with their presence. It was... suitable. Barely. Maybe to the more primitive beings that their progenitor interacted with, it would be considered a monumental achievement. Of course, their nanites infusing the form had made it infinitely better, and suitably to be the form they would take for this supposedly important meeting.
Matrix was accepting of this fact, up until they caught sight of the facade of the building this meeting would be taking place in. This? THIS?! That sign was barely attached! Those walls were coated in grime! THAT WINDOW WAS BROKEN!!
So horrified were they by this sight that they were the last one to enter this... bar. Upon stepping inside, Matrix was assaulted by utter filth. The lighting was not properly maintained, the tablecloths were grody, and BY THE OMEGA NANITE THAT WINDOWSILL HAD DUST ON IT! Did these heathens not know how to properly maintain their dwelling spaces to at least the barest minimum? Clearly, action was needed in order to save these fools from themselves. Every nanite making up their being, even those horrid Tier Fives, shuddered in protest as Matrix dragged a digit across the windowsill, planting around five nanites. That was as much as they were willing to spare, and even as they lifted their finger, they were converting the dust particles into something that might one day be graced with the honor of being useful to them.
Matrix felt disgusted. Their progenitor expected them to put up with this? This simply cannot stand!
Later, about three-quarters of the way through the meeting...
"Matrix?" Everyone seemed to pipe down at the tone of my voice. Matrix turned their head towards me, an almost defiant look on the stony, metallic visage of the miniature Gun-EZ.
"What is that?" I point to a section of the wall by the door. Where there was once yellowed plaster and general signs of the owners of Somer's Rock either being financially incapable of or just not caring enough to repair their establishment, there was now a perfectly rectangular patch of a silvery, metal-like substance. Matrix began snappishly transmitting data to my implant even as they feverishly gesticulated their body. The rest of the bar's inhabitants gasp in shock as they catch sight of the changed surface.
I bang my fists against the table. "Dagnabbit, Matrix, you can't just convert the entire bar into nanites because you found it filthy!" More furious gesturing and data-transmitting. "I don't care if they won't ever have to pay for repairs again! This just isn't something you do!"
"Don't you use that tone of voice with me, young gestalt intelligence!"
Wait, why did Tattletale just faint? And why is everyone else staring at me like that?
There's no way that Joe is getting through this meeting without at least one major Perk coming up, the only question is which one.
It would be kind of funny if he gets Miniturization/Effeciency and it's additional Perk Blank as soon as he calls out some Thinker trying to read him.
Suddenly nobody seems to be able to get any information via Thinker power the moment he noticed someone trying and went into one of his trances.
It would be kind of funny if he gets Miniturization/Effeciency and it's additional Perk Blank as soon as he calls out some Thinker trying to read him.
Suddenly nobody seems to be able to get any information via Thinker power the moment he noticed someone trying and went into one of his trances.
I mean, Damsel is known to be unstable in her power use, so bringing an annihilator to a peaceful cape meet is a bad choice. If she was there as a member of the Empire, and her power went off accidently, even if it didn't hurt anyone, it could be considered a provocation. It's more likely Kaiser will remark about their new partner and mention her by name in order to establish her, but I don't think he'd willingly bring her at this point.
Ashley on the other hand, might insist, for her own ego, but it'll likely depend on Victor/Rune/whoever else to pacify her by making a point as keeping her as a trump card or something like that.
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While I can't speak for a Nazi, if I was Kaiser, I wouldn't bring her. Just the threat of her should be enough, considering he is going to try and compare her to March. How others react to that is another issue.
I'm also curious how people like Blasto, the Travelers, and the Dragonslayers are going to be received. There was a lot less chaos in canon when the Travelers first showed themselves in Brockton, at least comparatively. I mean, Bakuda was still being Bakuda, but the city hadn't had a giant Kaiju fight against a super-tinker, masterminded by a timing thinker. What will be amusing is if Tattletale puts things together about Saint and his crew and just points out to the room that they're here because they're March's errand boys. Which is something she would definitely do.
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I can't wait until this meeting finally starts!
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I mean... they brought on an unstable cape who needs to act like a cartoony villain in the first place. I think the E88 would be dumb enough to bring her to what's meant to be a peaceful meeting.
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i want miniturisation/efficiency so bad. Just so joe can realize just how wasteful he was being. Also to once make Accord-sempai fall for him even more.
Damsel... doesn't act like a cartoony villain, iirc. She was mostly an isolated hermit because her powers were too unstable. The PRT had basically abandoned a section of the city where she lived, and made sure no one bothered her. Unless I'm mixing fanon/canon. She really doesn't get a lot of mention before Jack recruits her for his new 9, post Brockton Bay.
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I GOT IT COMPLETELY WRONG with my little silly Apocrypha! It wasn't Garment, of course she would know that dirt and lack of maintenance are things that happen! Fashion has to be aware of them! It had to be the sheltered gestalt intelligence, the infinite perfectionist, the one that discards models as fast as they can make new ones... it had to be it, the one that can't fathom such a pathetic location...
Here's a WoG and citations on it
Here's more on it in this link By Wildbow on Reddit. There's still probably more but for now these should be enough
Well considering normal Palicoes have superb knife skills already...
View: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rwsDcELshjQ
you poor trusting soul, we'll have barely covered the seating arrangements by then, much less the initial tactical dining.
LR goes for the whole J R R Martin pacing, or rather the legend of it, you see
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LordRoustabout does give me the vibes of being able to write 5000 words just gushing about the adorableness of kittens and puppies.
.... did you *have* to challenge him?
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No, that was a statement of fact. This is a challenge: "I'm sure LordRoustabout won't take until New Year before the end of the meeting!"
Given that new year is only five weeks away, and is the part of the year generously labeled the silly session, i would categorize that less as a challenge, and more a goading
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I feel it would be more likely for Matrix to turn the dust and random shit into teir-fives, and then scrap them later to fill in gaps, seeing as dust is mostly carbon (dead skin cells, IIRC). Those five t1g4 nanobots stay outside, slowly cleaning the city through this method. Rubble from all the attacks inexplicably makes it's way back to buildings, and the word starts spreading about the mysterious cape dubbed "Handyman" who has been secretly repairing damage all over the city.
Joe still has to have a conversation with them.
that feels like it leads to Aperion having a rant/lecture on how nanomachines are no more hazardous that biology in general, complete with the need to mitigate limitations on temperature, pH, etc, since few nanomachines can survive outside narrow ranges of each...given that biochemistry is basically a study of naturally occurring nanomachine clusters.
This rant only makes things worse
This rant only makes things worse
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He could give her the perfect meal (so many supporting perks!) and a once over with the GR Nanites to fix the malnutrition and other damage to her body and she'll be devoted to him...outside her Passengers Conflict Drive and assholishness affecting her.
But Joe can handle that.
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Matrix converts matter and 'blackout zone' did not decay after 2 days. Besides that I doubt people will try to take above Lung-level changer/brute/blaster (that's bordering disbelief by itself) and add permanent matter-creating shaker on top.
I'm curious if people will 'find' Garment while looking for the shaker and what conclusions people will do from her 'partial' matter-creating package.
On the other hand having more teammates makes you easier to reach, which is an improvement from Uppercrust's or Fultline's point of view. Example: Apeiron might be not accepting contracts, but Tybalt is certainly more willing to lend an ear and it's almost easy to catch enough oh Survey's attention.
Kaiser will no doubt plot to poach members.
Reminder: Forge is a Troll!
P.S. In this particular case, capstone constellation just unlocked. And there are almost no 'cheap' perks left, a lot of landmines, some of those nuclear, and at least one 'False vacuum decay' mine.
He is more likely to do that with Burnscar. A demigod of fire that is always slightly on fire and fire-resistant vs fire-fascinated pyrokinetic? If Joe's inner fire and raised temperature counts as being on fire, Burscar effectively found her permanent anti-depression drug. But Master accusations are going for another round in such case.
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What do you mean by false vacuum decay perk?
I mean we at least have to cover the C53 reactions and the gangs input on Apeiron's "new team." And that's probably gonna be before the meeting actually starts.
I mean that's what it looks on the outside, the Undersider's confidence is pretty low at this point.
It also doesn't help that Apeiron's payment has been rather vague and doesn't make sense from a cape viewpoint. So Uppercrust would probably try to go for the high end of things.
On the plus side it would probably prevent people from approaching Joe directly and Survey could do most of the filtering.