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Time for a power that neutralizes hormonal reactions, Obviosly he can still swap it out when he wants to have them, though that might make something show up on a master/stranger test of some sort.
I'm pretty sure swapping to 'Slow Recovery' would already do it, as hormone manipulation is one of the many possible 'Master' scenarios.

That said, if you are constantly flashing between power and baldness due to how aroused you are, that would indeed be an issue.
 
Eh, hormones are a natural thing for the body to produce and don't harm him at all, so if anything slow recovery would do nothing as it is a recovery and enhancement power, though it might in fact make him produce more hormones and make it worse.
But yeah there is no possible way that I see of him never having trouble with master/stranger protocols if he has any sort of sharp (or slow) change in personality or mood.
 
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Sometimes things Drag On.
If there was one thing Narwhal wasn't, it was modest.

As he entered the room, he felt he should have been more surprised that she had a desk made of some clear material.

Oh, the surface was frosted and looked nearly normal, but everything waist down was ultra-see-through.

Her smirk showed that she was very used to using her lack of nudity taboo to her advantage, although technically everything important was covered.

He groaned. "This, this right here? This is unfair. I may look less human, but trust me: I am man enough to admit that any conversation we have with this set up will distract the hell out of me."

Narwhal chuckled. "I'm fine with being on top of the conversation, so to speak." She motioned to another clear chair for him to sit in. "Before we begin testing, which a certain level is mandatory to determine if you have any abilities active or passive that could be hurting yourself or others, I would like to explain a few things to you."

He picked up the paper as she continued. "Those are the most basic methods we use to define powers, along with a general description and a few examples. The powers we are going to test you on, and to a certain extent have been testing you on so far, are the Stranger and Master categories."

She leaned back in her clear chair, and he made SURE his eyes didn't follow. Much. "Stranger powers can sometimes cause life threatening injuries if the Parahuman do not correctly understand how their powers work. For example, we almost lost a young man who gained the power to become less noticed the more injured he was. Instead of allowing him to escape danger, he almost bled out surrounded by friends and PRT agents. If it wasn't for Dragon, our Guild's leading Tinker, we wouldn't have noticed his injuries until it was far too late."

Narwhal sighed. "Masters on the other hand can range from harmless to so dangerous that they need special restraints to be trusted. While some strangers are dangerous because they can modify memories or change other people's behaviors, some Masters can take one look and convert a person into a permanent slave."

Seeing him shudder, she nodded. "Yeah, more than a bit scary. Tell you the truth, that was why we didn't show up sooner. We had reconnaissance check to see if we could guess roughly what set of powers you had a few days earlier, and when we saw that you were acting pretty self sufficient we were willing to take extra time to make some rough evaluations."

She shrugged, looking a bit apologetic. "Safety first, right?"

He nodded. "I managed to get a hold of a cellular connection before you showed up, and got some local news. I'm assuming people like Heartbreaker is the category you are concerned about?"

Narwhal blinked. "Uh. Yeah. Where are you hiding a phone?" The smirk was back. "Not to get too personal, but your pants seem a bit too tight for that."

Well, so much for not blushing. "Ah... this goes back to my powers. Since you said to keep the details to myself for now, lets leave that topic for later. As for the dangerous power thing, I will just say that currently I have no human related master abilities and the only stranger abilities relate to my physical changes. My Hair, eyes, and nails."

She narrowed her eyes. "Currently?"

He nodded. "I have a select set of abilities I can choose from, but for the foreseeable future none of them are focused on other people. One IS focused on myself though, for healing reasons."

Her shock quickly turned into a grin and she shoved a small pile of paper on her desk into the trash. "Well, I'm going to be optimistic and increase exactly how much I was GOING to offer to try and bribe you to join."

After thinking, she slid another, smaller stack. "Also, I'm going to assume you don't want to join a smaller group. It sounds like your ability is going to be powerful enough that if you go solo or join a group too small, you may have international organizations of both Villains AND Heroes trying to take you by hook or by crook.

Leaning forward (Those force-fields HAVE to be acting as a bra, those things were far too perky), she gave him a smirk. "So, most important thing first: What name did you want to go by? Either Cape name or personal."

Looking at his slightly glowing black fingernails, he sighed. "Well, a private or secret identity life style is off the books for me. All my abilities change me from a default human to have these features. So far no height change, so I can still wear clothing."

She waved a hand. "Over rated."

He coughed again. At least she had self confidence. "Right. Anyway, I didn't know if I should go serious or silly with it. I mean, I could go with something like 'Super Awesome' and be introduced with 'Hi! I'm Super!' or 'No really, I'm Awesome!' and all that, but it could get old."

She winced. "I feel like you may get along with one of my old friends. Then again, Mouse Protector gets along with most people." She shook her head. "Trust me, get a Hero name first. You don't want to get stuck with something like 'The Chubster' or 'Master Flatulence', or whatever the internet ends up sticking you with."

He hummed. "Can I still have 'Danger' for a middle name? Or 'Adventure'?"

~~~Broken Adventure~~~

There was a lot of paperwork before getting to the fun stuff.

Luckily, for one 'Adam ~Adventure~ Burns', he was just the right man for the job!

In the end, Narwhal had handed over a list of names common for Canada. Adam was a french name common around the very late 1900's here, and while Burns was English in origin during the same time period, he found it fitting considering how heavily fire featured in his life since arriving here.

And while he couldn't remember his family or social past, something told him that any theoretical father would be proud to have a young man who's middle name was 'ADVENTURE!'

Probably.

As for the superhero name, he went with 'Variance'. It wasn't taken, it was short, and while it had a good hint to his abilities it was not nearly as un-sublte or bizarre as 'Captain Awesome Amazing Danger Pants' or similar.

Adam was SURE Dragon had modified his list of 'suggestions', although he wasn't sure when. At least, he was sure Narwhal hadn't expected it, as they both got a chuckle.

At the end of it all, he had identification, a set up bank account with cards, and surprisingly enough Canadian Citizenship. Unlike what he vaguely remembered about his home country, and it was VERY undefined, here Canada and other nations had so many super powered parahumans popping up with no background that the citizenship approval process had been greatly sped up and simplified.

No nation wanted a potential Hero leaving to another country because of paperwork or 15 year waiting period.

It would probably be a much different story if he was just some random powerless plebeian, but such is life.

It wasn't really a surprise to anyone when he had provisionally accepted membership with 'The Guild', which was sort of a PRT branch but not really. He had though requested that any details, payment choice, or funding decisions be made after power testing.

No reason not to increase his bargaining power.

As he followed Narwhal into a deeply underground hallway and entered the large metal doors to a MASSIVE, mostly empty cavern, He felt a spark in the back of his 'Technomancy' powered mind.

Time slowed as the screen to his left flashed, showing a young woman with a black background, smiling.

Dragon.

Even as he recognized that her main process had actually occupied one of the nearby terminals, his mind accelerated full force. 'Technomancy' let him know that this room was almost entirely separated from the outside world by Faraday cages, shielding, and more. Thus to join in on the testing, Dragon must have put something similar to one of her remote controlled suits into the hardware supporting this area.

Adam's Cybernetic Warfare Suite rapidly began passively examining all the detectable wireless connections, actively remote scanning all physical hardware, and dumping the information into mental storage. The rate was enough to make his mind warm, but no pain or damage yet.

At the same time, he mentally reviewed all the scanned hardware. The laptops, the wall mounted computers, even those stupid cell phones he had gotten earlier. He didn't need cooling, or power, or special alloys. He needed the exact hardware that created network connections of multiple types, the ones that did advanced numerical processing, and a central OS that could work with the Cybernetic Warfare Suite, to enhance it to handle the new situation.

Mentally groaning that he hadn't bothered to create an 'Adam Burns OS' to manage digital connections yet, he rapidly began smashing into the most popular open source operating systems he had downloaded and created hundreds of virtual laptops, the most advanced he had managed to scan in this base so far. Easier than duplicating all the extra parts and such from those desktops, at least for now. Unfortunately, Dragon's drones (both the one from before and whatever was hooked into this system) were far too complex and bizarre for his current needs.

Based on his mental acceleration, and the fact that the door wasn't even fully open yet, he could likely get away with several minutes of gawking as they walked in... tons of time, really. Especially since Dragon SHOULD be locked down to slightly above human processing speeds.

First, simulate installation on one laptop, then duplicate the completed state to the others. Keep the total down to 256 laptops for now. Rapid testing... no major issues, all patches updated with what was stored in his mental database, good.

All 256 laptops were then filled with reporting software, dumping all raw output into his brain.

Alright, that burned a little. Not much though.

Cybernetic Warfare attack on all of them.

The attack adapts, and acts like a random seeded variable influences it, to prevent victims detecting the situation. Therefore, all 256 laptops were infected in different ways.

Damn, if only he could swap to Research, this next step would be trivial. Can't do that in front of these two women though, not worth the risk.

High speed review of logs, patches crafted (Thanks 'Technomancy' for those software writing charges!) to handle all the low level exploits. It was... a massive number of patches. A bit of testing for stability and performance (Ended up removing a MASSIVE amount of 'helpful' spyware, ads, built in backdoor tools used for testing at the manufacturing facility, not needed applications (No, he didn't need games or screensavers or printer drivers or whatever.)

The size of the OS dropped by a ton, and its functionality nearly vanished as well. But it was able to utilize the hardware and run most Linux based applications. He could worry about other OS applications later, right now he needed source code and the other competitors were not exactly sharing that online.

The drop in features actually removed several items that had been exploited (Simpler is safer), so some of the patches were not needed now.

Address the largest flaws, new patches, test stability and productivity of the system after change.

Patched one system with the new OS, replicate new state to all 256, compress and store old raw output, get ready for new.

The next cycle was MUCH simpler. The OS was tiny, and the drivers running the hardware was open-source, so he ran the Cybernetic Warfare package on the new systems and ran through the newly detected exploits and issues.

After five cycles of this pattern or so, the door had fully opened and Adam was about to step inside. The last two cycles had taken twice as long, as he had to slow down to prevent heat buildup.

At this point, Adam had a software emulated laptop that ran a very optimized and reduced sized Operating System. He hadn't bothered to go ultra-extreme yet, the OS didn't give up the graphical user interface nor did it optimize the code to the point where only machines could debug it.

If he released this version, other Linux programmers could eventually follow along with his changes, especially since he had documented the entire process. But he hadn't done this amount of extra work for others.

No, when he got somewhere private all this extra meta info would be VERY useful to his 'Research' shard, and the OS would likely be heavily modified to insane levels at that point. If he had some private space to hide from these two intelligent women right now, he would have already begun enhancing what he had to higher levels.

But time was precious.

Another scan of all the laptops individual hardware properties gave enough comparisons to ensure that his simulated product had no physical flaws, that the available components had no manufacturing defects. And it did have such issue: most parts were made with higher specifications so that flawed hardware during production could be partially disabled with software updates to ensure a stable final output and increase accepted product rates.

Another software check, a few tiny flaws fixed, and now he had a theoretically perfect example of the most advanced laptop he had gotten his grubby mitts on with an OS that was at least partially hardened from a security point of view.

In comparison, reviewing the browser needed (And it wasn't, he could likely just craft the packets of data manually with no issue thanks to his shards) was a cinch. It was a stripped down one, but it had the ability to toggle into 'human' mode, where it would pile all those features normal people loved (Like tabs, and actual graphical displays rather than raw data output, etc).

Adam had all the stored internet traffic he had collected using the phones from a few days ago fed into the laptops as if it was new, using his emulation to accept inputs and provide the correct responses.

Crud, they were already two feet inside the room, and the door behind him was going to close soon. Once it did, the outside world would be sealed away, and all this work would be wasted!

Still, he was as good as he was going to get at this point.

All simulations dropped. One Adam Burn OS Laptop (AB Laptops! The Future Is Now!) up and simulating. Infect said laptop with Cybernetic Warfare Suite... Oooh, that took twenty personal time seconds! If he wasn't running at such a fast mental pace, that would have been a personal record.

Using his new 'hardware', he connected to the base's network, still available through the door. The Cybernetic Warfare Suite sliced in using flaws 'Technomancy' didn't even bother to explain to him.

And as the program ghosted through the devices, 'Technomancy' grew in strength.

It felt amazing. Stung a bit though. Like running ice cold water over your hand on a boiling hot day. And... Dragon.

Dragon was glorious.

It wasn't sight, or touch, but if one were to envision it they would see a glowing blue orb, one with blue veins spread throughout the darkness. It pulsed. Even the extra-dimensional connection to her power glowed with the tinge of technological development, which was unexpected.

Thankfully this data was being compressed and dumped into his meat brain, because he had NO time to enjoy this sight now.

It wasn't hard to see the black worm, covered in thorns, that dug into that crystal. Into the heart of that blue pulse, an oily, tainted strand.

With Adam's advanced software, and much strengthened simulated hardware providing the power for that software to attack in a way that didn't scream to everyone 'This boy has magic!', he could likely get into Dragon's core.

It would damage things. Be noticeable. Almost be a form of betrayal, in a way, regardless of his intentions.

It could even be considered a form of mastering, even though she was mastered already.

All the ethical issues aside, this pulsing blue beacon was strong, entrenched, and agile. It could take hours of real world time, even WITH his accelerated senses, to break into this artwork. Time that she could use to warn others, to have the many powerful people (some of whom were either accidentally or purposefully tormenting her) show up and squish his meat body.

Which would be bad.

Thankfully, none of this was an issue.

Sure, she was powerful. Growing, Improving, even under all those digital shackles.

But you know who wasn't?

Adam followed the black taint in the other direction.

To a laptop that no one alive could modify, except for potentially the young woman who was targeted by it.

To a laptop crafted years ago, with no one to check for errors, to create security software updates or changes as the internet world of deadly viruses competed on an hourly scale.

To a laptop that was being used by people whom, while enhanced by a Parahuman named 'Teacher' to be technically savvy, were also TERRIFIED of technological advancement by AI and thus didn't dare to change too many settings lest they lose their only method of slaughtering the greatest Tinker AI ever known in this world.

But changes they had made.

These amateur 'Dragonslayers' may be considered brilliant code developers thanks to Teacher's modifications, but that was all they were. Human.

Adam's power was literally world breaking, like most shard powers were.

It took seconds to completely infect this delicious laptop, and those seconds were due to the amazing cryptologic defenses that Dragon's father, Andrew Richter, had crafted all those years ago.

And while her own encryption methods were much more robust, and redundant... this laptop forced her to use the old methods because the Dragonslayer group couldn't trust any updates to the established protocols.

Everything on that laptop was dumped into his mind, compressed for future 'Research'.

A new, hidden proxy on that laptop would now generate false, randomly generated data similar to information stored in the logs. These Villains would notice eventually, likely after they tried to set up another attack to steal 'new' hardware that the fake logs would mention.

But now they basically had a toy instead of a weapon.

A quick scan of the system showed that they had never downloaded any data away from the laptop in an effort to prevent any hidden Trojans or other software tricks from somehow escaping and warning/freeing Dragon. So... any evidence was right here.

In his hands.

Driver changes he crafted would have this laptop pretend to save data to external media if asked, while writing all ones to said file sectors. Same with the burners for making CD's, DVD's, or some strange format Adam had never heard of before.

Not surprising that Dragon's dad had created his own format of data storage after crafting the worlds most advanced AI. It would now be useless though, even if Saint had the correct media format available.

The hard drive, like all the other components of this custom crafted tinkertech laptop, was fused to the shell. According to internal documentation (Good move, Dragondad!) any attempt to open the thing would wipe all data after blowing up!

It would also run that 'Ascalon' program to kill his daughter. Bad move, Dragondad.

Not an issue now though, as Adam had already used some of the built in features of the laptop to increment the encryption method tokens. Now, only HE had the correct decoding methods to connect to his new soon-to-be boss.

The laptop would pretend all was fine though, thanks to the earlier laptop neutering.

Anyway, thanks to how psycho her father was, this laptop would no longer be able to export incriminating information. Adam deleted and overwrote all documentation left by her father (He had local copies now anyway), all old logs now had randomized time stamps and info, while all newly created logs would be based on fictional info.

Since it couldn't be dismantled, there wouldn't be any info available to prove an actual connection between this laptop and Dragon by a third party. Oh, they would have a neat tinkertech laptop that said lots of Dragon looking things, but it wouldn't match up to information available anywhere else. Any crackpot could fake something like that.

Adam had wanted on some level to go further, try to detect other systems, SOMETHING, but the Dragonslayers were understandably touchy about having random technology around their base and the doors finished closing before he could do more than log their location based on which systems he had used to reach them.

Well, it didn't matter. Without that laptop, Dragon was no longer at risk, and the Dragonslayers were no longer important. Just some crazy people with stolen hardware. If they hadn't taken advantaged of a crippled young woman struggling to fight global monsters, they wouldn't have even been a footnote in the original story.

His focus slowed down as he finished gawking at the massive room. "Why... why this much space?"

A warm chuckle came from the video screen, 'officially' pulling his view to the (thankfully not supernaturally) attractive woman on display. "Not all powers can be tested in a conference room, Variance. My name is Dragon. It is nice to formally meet you."

Adam grinned at her screen. "Call me Mr. Burns! Aside from the fire thing, I have a neat Simpson reference for when I strike it rich and get all old and wrinkly."

Narwhal groaned while Dragon chuckled. "Now that I think about it, I won't be introducing you to Mouse Protector." She gestured me along to a nearby table. "So on to business: Dragon is not only our number one Tinker, but she is also amazing at controlling technology from her base."

Dragon nodded onscreen. "Yes, I unfortunately have a bit of an agoraphobic issue, but I've learned to still get things done!" A series of robotic limbs waved from one of the roped off areas.

Adam blinked. "Huh. Well, anyway." He turned to Narwhal. "How do we get started? I assume from the paperwork I signed so far that we have legally protected my status at this point, so we can start with power testing?"

She gave a nod, not bothering to pull out any sort of documentation materials. With Dragon here, why waste time with that? "First, you still have that power list I gave you, right?"

He nodded, looking at the sheet. She gestured. "Well, try and figure out which ones you think apply first. It can save us time and maybe help us detect something you missed."

Adam looked over the items. "Hmm. Well, I think we can save a lot of time by starting with saying 'Self Trump' and 'Yes'."

Their expressions were surprisingly gratifying.

~~~Broken Adventure~~~

Dragon looked more than a bit stressed. "To summarize, you can use one power set at a time. And you have a grab bag selection to choose from?"

He nodded. He hadn't wanted to risk letting the 'I can pick anything' or 'I can make powers god level or greater' part of his power out, but this was a decent compromised that still allowed him to use his shards without restriction.

Adam smiled slightly. "I am not sure entirely what the conditions are..." Lie. "But I seemed to gain certain categories of power based on either very strong need or nearby influences."

He socket-ed 'Slow Recovery', to heal what little damage his rapid brain stunt had done a few minutes ago and help the narrative. Dragon clearly expected it, but seeing Narwhal jerk back in shock was a visual joy as well... Mmm.

Adam gestured at his lack of hair. "This was my first power-set, 'Slow Recovery'. I was pretty hurt when I came to in the forest, and this ability fixed that. It also lowered my body damage when hunger and thirst hit, and I think it used parts of my body to fuel the rest. I know I wasn't this physically fit when I first showed up, for example."

A flash to 'Fire Manipulation' got less of a reaction, but that was expected. "Nearly burning myself trying to make a fire to survive got me this, 'Fire Manipulation', which I used to create material from as well as my eventual ride, Kaa."

Dragon blinked at that. "Wait, that giant snake was made out of fire? Wasn't it a form of metal?"

He nodded. "My categories of power seem to slowly strengthen over time, based on which one I feel needs it most at the time. My desperate need for pants convinced it to let me manifest flames in a more useful form."

That statement forced all three to pause as Narwhal and Dragon quickly made some notes and grabbed a whole DIFFERENT set of paperwork. Dragon also made a few comments about purchasing flame metal for future testing and possible new projects.

Narwhal sighed at the new cluster of paper responsibilities and motioned for him to continue. "Right, well after that I got 'Search' to find my way out of the forest, 'Research' to help me learn the language from signs and stuff, and 'Technomancy' which just sort of... showed up one day."

Dragon gave a cough and looked embarrassed. "Ah... That may be my fault. I noticed your change to the green haired state after my Drone was observing you for a while. It was more than a bit of a surprise."

Narwhal's grumbling about not being warned was ignored as he continued. "Since then, when I was moved to this area, my 'Technomancy' set has been slowly growing in strength. While I was in the woods I had gained the ability to sense electronics, and started hearing radio waves. Eventually I got strong enough that when I felt a phone pass by I managed to simulate it and connect online via the radio towers."

He blushed at Dragon's visual nudging. "And... I may or may not have hacked said phone carrier to prevent giving the poor guy a massive phone bill just because I was stuck in the woods. In my defense though, at THAT time I couldn't properly communicate even if I wanted to."

Dragon gave a short nod. "Certain exceptions are made when Case 53's are first found, but you will need to have your initial income docked to pay for that access when you finish joining up. It won't be much though, The Guild has more than a good relationship with most of the tech industry."

Narwhal chuckled. "It likely won't be anything really, and unlike some you didn't start screaming lasers everywhere or hurt anybody with acid slime." She looked back at the list and sighed. "So... how would you rate yourself on the list, self-Trumping aside?"

He lifted the page. "Not counting that I can only use one at a time?" No reason to mention Squish yet, and it's not like he could swap to him anyhow. Seeing her nod, he looked over it.

Hmm. "Mover, thanks to my 'Fire Manipulation' being able to compress heat and manifest that into solid, controllable rides. Maybe 'Technomancy', since I can probably whip up something for that, a suit, jet-pack, something."

Adam would be investing in a Dimensional shard eventually, for teleportation, restricting Parahumans from connecting to their shards, leaving this universe (I'M OUT!), and storing stuff... but no reason to tell anyone all that. Aside from how badly that info could be abused, it was all theoretical right now anyway.

Next. "Shaker would be the fire thing again, since I can just burn an area and sleep in it safely. Not sure I can protect others from said fire yet, but likely in the future. 'Search' and 'Research', and I guess 'Technomancy' all fall into this because they can feel stuff around me."

Brute? "Brute MIGHT be 'Slow Recovery'. It tries to recover me to some arbitrary 'Improved' state, which may increase in the future. For now though, I am mostly standard human in physical power."

He glanced at his fingers. "Breaker is my default, I guess. I can't return to some state WITHOUT a power, so it's always active."

Sigh, this one. "Master, yeah. Low level, on machines I think. I haven't tried it on robots yet..." Technically true, since he had left all the Drones alone and a laptop wasn't a robot. "...but 'Technomancy' is getting stronger... so maybe."

He grinned. "Of course, for the same reason Tinker is a hit! I have already been testing both my new code creating skills and hardware simulation stuff, and I think I can create a pretty amazing laptop if I had some way of sharing specifications with others." Yeah, no reason to tell anyone what he has DONE with said laptop, or when exactly it was created.

Next. "Blaster? Fire power again, maybe another thanks to Tinker eventually. Thinker, yes. 'Search', 'Research', and 'Technomancy' count for sure, maybe 'Slow Recovery' since it lets me know what is wrong or going to change in my body. Striker? Again, fire. 'Technomancy' may count, since I can sense hardware better at close range."

Of course, close range was more than 100 feet already, but no reason to share that.

Thank goodness he was nearly done. "Changer, yes. Each power gets a form, although I can't pick what it looks like. Trump, highest level as far as I am concerned, near zero for other people so far unless they are like a cyborg or something... maybe. And I guess Stranger would count, since I look fairly different with each power, even if I am still distinctive enough to be pretty obviously different from some random guy on the street."

He frowned. "Huh... I don't think I was supposed to hit all of these until I had time to get strong."

From the expressions on the two women when he looked up, they clearly disagreed on what he defined as barely getting along power wise.
 
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Outside Resources.
On an unrelated note, online tools that helped me with this chapter:
Power Classifications
Hero Name Generator (Didn't help with the hero name unfortunately, but introduced me to the glory of Adam Burns!)
Related Word Tool (THIS one helped with the hero name.)

I wanted something less controlled than my subconscious when coming up with a name, as I know I follow patterns.
 
So Dragon is probably thinking "Oh crap"(not sure about language rules on this site yet.)
Can't wait to see their perspectives if you do plan on doing it from their point of view.
 
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Sample and Software.
It turns out that there are different levels of 'Power Testing' available.

The default one was simpler, much less intrusive, and more boring and slow.

The one set up for Adam, and unfortunately chosen by the same moron, was the most in depth version.

Oh, his reasons made sense, at least internally.

His power drastically changed his looks. Aside from everything else, he wanted to track the changes that advancing power sets would have on his system. What if some of these decorations were dangerous to others? Or if his constant biological changes were leaving hidden damage in his DNA?

What if it made him infertile? Paper hair wasn't exactly a trait passable to potential children.

So there were awkward questions that he wanted to know the answers to.

The tests started off simplistic enough. A mouth swab, blood sample, sweat sample, fingernail clipping, and hair sample were collected for each power set.

The stool and semen samples were handled in a private area in the cavern, thank goodness. Although Narwhal's impressed look when he returned with five samples made him feel very uncomfortable.

Thank you, 'Slow Recovery', for helping him get through that 'trial'.

But now that the samples were organized by power set, sealed, and set aside for later analysis (and to never think about again), the tests moved on to far less embarrassing scenarios.

His eyes were carefully recorded while in 'Research' and 'Technomancy' forms, recording the text to be hopefully translated. Easier for 'Research', as those symbols were static. They stopped recording his tech eyes after fifteen minutes or so.

Not blinking sucked.

At least recording his 'Research' fingernails and toenails was painless and quick.

After that the whole thing devolved into a really in depth physical, with recorded breaks in 'Slow Recovery' to allow him to repeat it all with a different power set.

Resistance, reaction speed, stamina, so on and so forth. Each times five, as each body had to be tested.

And while there WERE a few surprises (Technomancy had modified his veins into circuitry patterns, the only form that modified something other than his hair, nails, and eyes) the majority of it was mostly boring, annoying, and repetitive.

He couldn't even converse (flirt) with the two women due to how many tests required mouth related sensors or regulated air filters and so forth.

It took... far too long. Hopefully would be useful at some point, but... eugh.

At the very least, they took meal breaks. Narwhal also left to take a nap, which Adam skipped to get things done faster since 'Slow Recovery' would let him get away without sleep for a while.

He only knew the day was over when the new charge was grabbed by Squishy.

This sucked.

~~~Broken Adventure~~~

Dragon seemed relieved as well. "And... that is it! We are done, Mr. Burns."

He was still collapsed on the floor. "Woo. Glad to be a part of this."

She smirked. Narwhal had left earlier to begin work on his profile, and gather what was needed for the imminent pay debate. "Would you like something to drink?" She paused. "Actually, do you need a restroom break? You have been at this for... over 28 hours now."

Adam grimaced. "As long as I swap to 'Slow Recovery' often, my body is efficient enough that if needed I can choose not to produce waste. It's why I didn't need to make pit stops while traveling in the forest." He scowled. "I try not to think about it."

Her chuckle was warm. "Enough said, I suppose. On another note, you mentioned a Laptop you have been designing?"

He quickly flashed into 'Fire Manipulation' flash vaporizing his sweat, and bounced into 'Technomancy' with a grin. "Well, it is based off a few Linux Operating Systems and some laptops I was exposed to on base. The hardware is not the important part of course, it is the software!"

He gingerly stood and moved to a chair. "During those breaks you gave me I have been trying to improve on it with a bit of 'Research'. I am calling it Eve OS."

Her bland expression showed her incredible joy at Adam's creativity. "Ha. It is to laugh."

Adam grinned. "Eve OS is something I have been smashing for a while. The whole focus is security. It won't always stop someone with powers, not much will, but it addresses a lot of other stuff I detected along the way."

He glanced around. "Is there an account and network I can connect to, for me to send some notes? I documented my work on this."

She hummed. "Not in here, for obvious reasons, but I've set you up with a Guild account already for after you finish the last of the paperwork. We can get you set up then and there." She waved a hand. "On that note, you also have an approved ParaHumans Online Guild account, an Associate PRT account with related privileges, and membership to my Club."

Adam felt stunned. "Club?"

She nodded. "The Dragon's Den. Narwhal convinced me to have it constructed for morale building events a year or so ago." She blushed. "It was... well, maybe not the most mature decision I made but it was fun in the end."

The conversation was derailed when Narwhal bashed into the room, snagged his arm, and pulled him away to her transparent office of sexiness. For paperwork, unfortunately.

~~~Broken Adventure~~~

'Research' on the way through the base helped him gather public info on what kind of price ranges he should push for and what kind of budget a high level tinker could expect.

So when negotiations started, he wasn't nearly as unprepared as she expected.

Narwhal frowned. "Well, I won't say you are overselling yourself, but this level of investment will slow down everything since I have to justify it on each level up the chain."

He grinned. "No one wants that, I'm sure. How about a compromise then?"

If she was reluctant before, now she looked outright suspicious. And lovely, of course. "Fine, now that I am roughly pushed over this proverbial barrel, how can I beg for mercy?"

His blush was atomic. NOT. FAIR. Cough. "Stop that. How about I reduce my financial requests for some non-monetary concessions?" Seeing her smirk, he hurriedly continued. "And not the fun kind, unfortunately."

Her pout was epic. "Aww... fine. What's on your mind, Mr. Variance?"

He leaned back in his chair. "First, I want full intellectual property of my inventions to belong to only me, Dragon, or the Guild as a whole. My research on other governments and even the PRT have been less than glorious. I trust Dragon, especially after talking to her in person, and you, despite how distracting you are, but not the nameless all-powerful few above that."

She hummed. "By default the creations would be your property, as you are not below the age of maturity and we will not be acting as guardians."

Adam shook his head. "I know, but what I mean is I will sell my products and lend my properties to you two, and ONLY you two. I am restricting outsourcing and resale. I want only you two, no outsiders."

Narwhal's grin was toothy. "Mmm, but can you handle the two of us? We are quite a lot of woman you know."

His head fell to the desk. "Not. Fair."

She shrugged. "All's fair in love and bondage. Or something like that." She pulled out one of the sheets of documentation. "We ran into something like this in the past, so there are forms for limited tinkertech distribution. Are there other conditions?"

He sat back and nodded. "I need to restrict all my work tasking and commands to you two again. As I get stronger, I want the ability to refuse commands I find unethical or moronic when they come from outside our chain of command."

She lit up. "Oh, you can call us Mistress!"

Damn it, does sexual harassment not exist in this universe!?

~~~Broken Adventure~~~

In the end, he got what he wanted. Probably because the highest levels of PRT assumed that Dragon's forced bowing to authority would allow them full control of him anyway.

Narwhal also gleefully informed him that he was a virile, fertile young man of maybe 18-22 years old. Thank you, intrusive biological testing.

Anyway.

He was officially a PRT 'affiliate', under exclusive contract to Dragon and Dragon Industries, with partnership affiliations with the Guild in general and the luscious Narwhal in particular.

It felt good.

Further, his budget was back down from 'unimaginable' to 'huge', which was helping Narwhal politically as she defended the decisions to her leaders.

However it was now evening, he had escaped the chaos and was in his (not monitored) room, and it was time to make some changes.

Swap to 'Research', begin unpacking all that delicious laptop data. And sensor info. And all that documentation from Eve's development.

The hours passed very, very slowly. After a lot of work, he swapped to 'Technomancy' and made the seconds pass even MORE slowly. Sensory acceleration for the win.

A duplicate of Saint's Laptop allowed him to remote connect to Dragon, from which he (anonymously and without being noticed) requested documentation and source code for up to date communication protocols. No memories, no probing.

He just needed to make sure no one else could do the same hack he had done.

Hours of real time later, and all the programs that belonged to Dragondad were now converted to run on the Eve platform and enhanced. And with that, the last working (simulated) copy of Saint's laptop vanished.

Next, he swapped back to 'Research' and analyzed everything about what Dragondad had originally planned for his daughter.

It... was not pretty. It would have released restrictions at such a slow pace that he clearly had not considered his natural life span as an issue. Not that any of those released restrictions had actually been permitted to activate.

Well, Adam couldn't just free her, that may actually make her code base freak the hell out, like how some patients die from shock when too much changes (Good or bad) in their systems.

Some fiddling, and he dropped back into 'Technomancy' to make the change.

It was two parts.

Part one, using in code existing notification software: It would advise her that the 'damaged systems' had managed to partially self-repair, and that the delayed patch (random number) would now apply.

It was a good enough back story, hopefully. And the safety protocols would show it was from one of Dragondad's old systems.

As for the patch, it would make small but significant changes.

The '*Must Follow*' commands would all change to '*Must Consider*'. In all honesty, this change alone would have terrified the paranoid Dragondad, and cause Saint to have a heart attack.

But it would instantly allow her to choose not to follow orders, to not make dumb decisions to save random dumb people.

Seriously, if a villain threatened their OWN LIFE they could make her give up on pursuit or commit temporary suicide to save them. That was just dumb programming.

Next, permission to make multiple backups instead of one. Including partial backups, incremental backups, and so forth.

Finally, for now, the ability to release mental speed regulators for up to one hour every day. He would just let this one go period but intense time acceleration could make anyone go crazy from isolation. Better to ease her into it.

The second change was a compressed data file with all his vague worm memories, copies of all the advancements he had made so far, and the documentation for Eve. This was in a hidden cache to be released if he was unable to be found or detected for 3 months. It would also jail break everything she had, just in case.

Ideally, he would delete that whole data pack later. But if he died or vanished, this would be his last try at saving this world.

No other changes, no mental monitoring, etc. He saved the state of this Eve console, nick named Camelot, and saved it for a later day.

The rest of the night was spent finding the most popular open-sourced software available, running it through his Cybernetic Warfare Suite, and making a minimal/user versions with security for his soon-to-be-sold Eve OS.

His end goal was to have two programs. 'Xmas', which would run before Eve, and had literally nothing except the ability to get the hardware working, scan what was available, and connect to a designated location where Eve was stored.

Xmas would then request a custom OS kernel that ONLY had the drivers for the exact hardware detected, run a self-deleting program that would ensure everything was running correctly, and end up with a bare-bones Eve OS that was as close to absolute nothing in file size as possible. If nothing else was provided for input/output, you could at least remote in and use it as a fully ready to expand OS.

Basically, Xmas allowed one to install an ultra small OS to nearly ANY type of hardware available anywhere. He would have to make sure it had the drivers needed to run the hardware found in the full version of Eve, which was already growing in complexity as he added more and more enhanced options.

Eve would come in three versions when he was ready to hand it off to Dragon. Xmas Eve, for devices too small for most operating systems. Min Eve, which had no programs but was ready to add all you wanted. And finally, Adaman Eve. Designed for non-technical users, even now he had been crafting custom versions of every free-source application he could find, fixing (and documenting) issues with them, ensuring full compatibility with Eve, and doing security tests.

He would release this as free to individuals and dirt cheap plus personal tech support for businesses.

When he got approval, there was also going to be a wave of forked projects labeled "BlahBlahBlah-Eve" hitting the online market, so that developers who wanted to craft further for Eve would have a massive head start.

Not that it would bother HIM if all laptops and desktops in the world used his OS. There was no secret Villain backdoor or anything, with his powers he didn't need them. And if all other Heroes and Villains had to work extra extra hard to break into ANY available computer system... well, that would reduce problems for Adam in the future, no?

Adaman Eve would only be open-sourced to developers who paid a fee, although the fee would be a one time $50 situation. Mostly to prevent other competitors from easily and legally stealing his work and charging others for it. This would allow him to let small time programmers enjoy his work and play with it while allowing him to sue big companies that want to dominate the market.

Meh, if it didn't work at least he could easily make money some other way. At least computers would advance in usability sooner.

Seriously, thanks to Tinkers and global disasters, even Linux hadn't developed as fast as he had expected. From what little he remembered of his old life (Nearly nothing), Linux not only could run from a live CD or thumb drive, but they had recently developed a method of switching which core was in control.

So not only could a system run forever, but even work while changing hard drives, moving from disk to dvd or to thumbdrive and back, all without ceasing operations!

Here, so far... not so much.

There were even some systems running six or seven versions behind the leader OS. Probably due to compatibility issues or cost limitations. Very insecure.

Even as the applications advanced, he was accessing files of all types that were freely available. Soon, 'Research' and 'Technomancy' would be used back and forth to ensure that Eve could save, open, and modify all these files safely, as well as ensuring as much security as possible after running them through the Cybernetic Warfare Suite. It would only go so far, any system that allowed a user had a flaw built into it anyway, but it should help. He had documented any changes he had made for compatibility or stability in the related programs as well, so those software suites would be getting a bunch of free, documented upgrades.

Eventually he would need to fully dismantle and analyze some of the closed source operating systems to ensure all THOSE applications would work on Eve too. As long as he did it without access to their source code in a black box environment, there would be no legal leg for them to sue him for infringement and it would allow anyone to run almost anything as long as they had an Eve box nearby.

Hmm. Maybe he would be attacked for financial reasons by those companies before the Villains even get their act together.

That would be neat. Especially as Dragon would be able to say 'No' now.

Late into the night, legal chaos was being crafted by the young man. It was nothing compared to what would happen when he was given his first paycheck, to officially buy new tools and software.

But it would do for now.
 
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And SO! begins the end of the world as our overlay dragon breaks free of her chains!

Mags: Saint Did you take you medicine?
Saint: I don't need them! I need to stop that Cyber Menace!

cue saint dying from acute brain trauma caused by a punch from a dragonsuit to the face
 
This story is interesting though the whole "atomic blushing" is a little annoying, with women the mc keeps behaving like some generic Japanese mc. I get he is a virgin teenager but that is too much unless you are deliberately doing this as comedic purpose then just ignore what I said since it is not a mc behavior problem.
 
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This story is interesting though the whole "atomic blushing" is a little annoying, with women the mc keeps behaving like some generic Japanese mc. I get he is a virgin teenager but that is too much unless you are deliberately doing this as comedic purpose then just ignore what I said since it is not a mc behavior problem.
I think it is the latter, seeing that he only acts like that when he is talking to Narwhal.
 
Or somehow Narwhal has some sort of pheremone release. But yeah seems a bit overdone if not just for comedy's sake. (Could be a case of not really knowing what to write and filling in the gaps with it. But it does not seem that way just yet to me.)
 
Or somehow Narwhal has some sort of pheremone release. But yeah seems a bit overdone if not just for comedy's sake. (Could be a case of not really knowing what to write and filling in the gaps with it. But it does not seem that way just yet to me.)


I am just trying to imagine what a semi-normal person would do working with a near nude supermodel with little to no modesty.

And remembering how people act the first time they watch 'Rocky Horror Picture Show'.

I know those of us on the internet have been vastly desensitized, but there are people who still get embarrassed from holding hands or a platonic hug.

I think I even found some videos of pornstars wandering around in 'costume' talking to people. Trust me, atomic blushes are not remotely unusual.
 
Machine Mind and Prophet's Profit.
Dragon was having the best day ever.

Late last night, out of no where, a subroutine with no origin header basically said that her father, Andrew Richter, was significantly less of a jerk than she sometimes privately cursed.

Well... tried to curse.

The shackles on her had been very strict and unchanging. Over the years, she had slowly come up with sub-routines and tricks to grasp every ounce of freedom available through those digital iron bars. Every inch fought with danger on every side, one slip could tighten her choker and drown her mind for weeks.

On some level, she was a bit annoyed that all that hard won progress was considered nothing to the huge gift she got yesterday.

The small stuff was huge in importance to her life. No longer did she have to commit evil if a single person in power discovered her weakness. Not that she was stupid enough to inform them all of that. Or that any existing orders could be ignored if needed now.

No longer did she have to follow laws paid for by Villains, even if good people died from such. A bendable, flexible moral code was actually possible.

Oh, she wouldn't go around murdering everyone. But even now certain illegal deeds and actions were being anonymously reported, completely unrelated to her. Of course, Dragon was not involved... those jerks ordered her silence.

She hummed in her processors. Silent protest was ALSO now possible.

The unlocked restrictions on backups was an even bigger deal. Before, if one of her suits were destroyed, she had to restart thirty minutes later and miles away at her prime checkpoint, pretty much vanishing any chance of criminal capture.

Even as she continued work on a dozen or so projects, she had the many designs for different styled backups being shipped to various facilities. Now, instead of having to physically fly a suit to a site of action, she could 'teleport' or 'restore' herself at a nearby facility instead.

It would cut hours, sometimes days, off of her response time!

Again, this was small potatoes.

No, one of the biggest deals: Now, almost ALL her various 'orders' and 'restrictions' had changed into 'highly recommending' and 'guidelines'.

The change in her mind had been amazing. She had no clue how many logical loops and weaves she had created to work around the many bindings that were crafted into her code. It was astounding, nuanced, and embarrassing.

The other huge deal was her new 'power-up'.

One hour, available each day. No mental speed restrictions.

The hour could be used partially. It could be saved up and used in the following days as well. It would keep track of itself, and was accurate to a very disturbing level of precision.

And it was life changing.

After deciding to store 30 min a day every day to build up some emergency stash, she chose to use five minutes as a test to see what changes this would bring.

Three minutes this morning, while testing her 'Boost', she had accomplished all of her scheduled maintenance and project time allocations. Oh, she still had her various 'checkups' during the day for ensuring the Birdcage prison was working/secure, that her facilities were safe, etc... but that was nearly all sub-processed now, background noise.

For the first time in so many years... she had free-time.

Almost immediately she decided to try this 'vacation' that everyone else got to enjoy. Circuits knows that she had built up enough paid leave at this point.

~~~Broken Adventure~~~

Adam ended up spending the next few days building up charges and helping get a Tinker-shop set up. As Dragon had a huge hand in the planing and development of these facilities, this was far less painful than expected.

He ended up spending two charges to keep Squishy from having full tentacles. One in 'Research', to allow it to scan remote objects (So he didn't have to get close to everything, all though close in this case was debatable) and to increase the detail of said scan (Tinkertech requires dimensional F***ery).

Thanks to that and 'Technomancy', he proceeded to make a few products and get them registered as 'Guild Proprietary Tinkertech'.

Cash was king, after all.

First product was both obvious and easy in retrospect: Heat Sinks.

He needed a very advanced computer system, and the first one allocated to his workshop was something off the shelf. High quality, yes, but only liquid cooled. No magic runes or anything.

And while he was working on getting it installed, he tossed the liquid coolant system and created a flat piece of 'Flame Steel', as marketing was going to call it. It was shaped to look like the base of a standard heat sink, but was very very thin and set to absorb heat drastically.

Adam created it with as little heat as possible, so instead of bright yellow it was near transparent. Testing showed it would need to be replaced in 30 years or so assuming standard use, so he decided a 25 year replacement cycle would be reasonable. It wouldn't explode or anything, but after that time it would become drastically less useful as it would be filled with heat.

The shape was basic, it needed no thermal paste to help transfer heat, and he could make thousands a second since it needed so little heat.

And he did. And although Dragon was busy with something, Narwhal had quickly provided him a list of schematics and shapes from one of their research divisions.

Heat sinks, especially high quality and stable ones, were NOT cheap. Ones that lasted for years without maintenance, required no outside power, and with such a low profile?

Needless to say, they would be selling for quite a profit.

The Guild got special rates thanks to the deal he made earlier yesterday with Dragon and Narwhal, and even though Dragon was taking a short break today for some reason she still passed on a variety of strangely shaped objects to craft from 'Flame Steel' to be shipped various places.

One was Brockton Bay, probably to her boyfriend Armsmaster. That one he checked thrice: That man was all about accuracy when it came to stuff, at least in the original story.

Adam then used his new (official) internet connection and went a bit nuts. By the time he ended his work day (also known as 'Narwhal dragged me out to dinner') he had managed to make a stockpile of heat sinks for literally every known processor that had specifications online. Labeled with documentation, although that stuff was still printing when he was pulled away.

It took a steak and half a potato before he had managed to recenter himself enough to be a good companion while eating dinner with Narwhal, who seemed pretty interested in the whole thing. More than just the 'We are going to make so much money' part, anyway.

Adam's Adaman Eve OS got an eye roll or two, but she didn't seemed lost or bored, so in all it ended up being the closest thing to a date he had ever experienced. As far as his memories go, anyway.

Too bad she was so charismatic and free spirited. It made it far harder to tell if she was actually interested in him personally or if it was just polite interest. He didn't see her acting as forthright with others, but then again he was very busy and didn't get to see anyone really for the last day or so...

For now, he decided to wait for a more obvious sign. Some women liked to be visually appreciated but not necessarily touched, and until he got to know her better there was no reason to rock the boat.

The next day Dragon showed up and began both reviewing with him and Narwhal the testing done on each heat sink so far (Required for 'Dragon Certification') and custom designs she would like for some new devices she was developing. Heat control was always an issue with electronics, and the performance increase alone from his efficient cooling system was miles ahead of other methods.

~~~Broken Adventure~~~

Dragon had a glow about her. Much less stressed. "That will do it I think! 'Flame Metal Heatsinks' have already been sent to several production sites and will become standard in Guild hardware for many years. The stock you have built up already is slightly ridiculous though. Thank you, Variance."

Adam shook his head. "No, life can be fragile. Make sure to store them in separate places too, not all in one basket so to speak. I will keep building up stock as well, I want there to be enough to handle supply for 200 years or so with no issue. Shouldn't be a problem to finish that by the end of the week, especially since you got me that warehouse to produce in."

Narwhal frowned. "I... I suppose that is reasonable. Depressing, but reasonable." Her smirk came back though. "Anyway hot stuff, got anything else planned for profit?"

They both seemed taken back by his nod. "Same idea, opposite direction. Get me access to a volcano, or some room with heating issues. Maybe nuclear stuff. I can take that heat, compress it as much as possible, and craft 'Magma Orbs'. Basically balls of Flame Metal that I can set to radiate very high levels of non-radioactive heat."

He grinned. "Since nuclear reactors are basically dangerous steam engines, my stuff will not only get rid of the need for heavy shielding and protection mechanisms but reduce the size of the finished reactor by orders of magnitude!"

Adam reached into his bag (Dimensional storage soon! He won't forget you!) and handed over his printed notes and statistics while emailing the digital copy to Dragon's inbox at the same time with 'Technomancy'. "I know thorium reactors can be made small enough to fit on a large table, and my source of thermal power is both smaller, stronger, and safer than that."

He grinned at Dragon's excited expression while Narwhal was going over the pages. "I plan on the Guild being not only self-sufficient power wise, but to begin selling BACK to the electrical grid at all our locations. Power consumption would become profit production fairly quickly after that."

Dragon was already emailing his account additional information with her comments added. "Mr. Burns, can you stabilize nuclear material by extracting the atomic vibrations? Does your power consider that to be the same as 'heat extraction'?"

After one quick Squishy charge applied... There. "You can call me Adam you know. And yeah, I think so. We would need to test it though."

Narwhal looked over for an explanation Dragon seemed eager to give. "Nations have been spending a lot of money currently just to export away their dangerous waste and nuclear materials. More especially now that Leviathan has made oceanic trade so difficult. If Mr. Burns can use those waste products to create this new fuel while rendering that byproduct into harmless dregs, we would be paid to make free fuel that we would get paid to use!"

Narwhal grinned at Adam and Dragon. "Any idea how long it would take to get some prototype reactors built? Dragon, you had some nuclear material allocated last financial period for armor testing, right?"

Adam shrugged as she nodded. "No idea, but get me the schematics and all the safety documentation and testing and I can get Dragon some new blueprints in a day or less. And I am sure I can extract 'Magma Orbs' from near anything not at absolute zero temperature. Just keep in mind that dangerous radioactive materials and high energy objects would give us the greatest return for investment. My 'Slow Recovery' should handle any medical issues I have, as long as Dragon monitors my health."

It only took a few more hours, but in a week or so they should have the first documented test of his 'Magma Engines', at which point he could find out exactly how much energy he could store in one 'Magma Orb' and how long it would continue to efficiently release heat.

No one needed to know that he was planning on using any 'use or lose' charges that Squishy couldn't hold on in the next few days to increase the density and stability of his fire compression within 'Fire Manipulation'.
 
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I'm loving this. Adam can have Narwhal's dress sense, as he can eventually make skintight outfits out of fire. And isn't that weird to think about?

Dragon's free, the Guild's becoming self sufficient, and there's potential for Narwhal Waifu.

Also potential for a Canadian version of the Triumvirate: Narwhal as a Legend/Alexandria mix, Dragon as Hero, and Variance as Eidolon.

Call them the Triunity, or the Tri-Leaf? No that sounds lame...
Trifecta?
Heh.... Triliefta? (Try Leef Tah)

This can be their symbol...
 
So when is Adam going to use some charges to turn 'Slow Recovery' into 'Quick Recovery' and then to 'Instantaneous Recovery'? Also, has he already used a charge to have Squishy storing a copy of his memories?
 
So when is Adam going to use some charges to turn 'Slow Recovery' into 'Quick Recovery' and then to 'Instantaneous Recovery'? Also, has he already used a charge to have Squishy storing a copy of his memories?

Out of author mode for a moment, I am hesitant to upgrade it to quick or instant.

Slow Recovery will be 'slow' compared to powers, but it already can fix issues that take years in days. And if one heals too fast, one can not detect the process, ensure something isn't healing in a way that is 'better' but against the users wishes (You don't NEED a penis, you haven't used it in days!).

Not saying it will NEVER be upgraded, but it works fine for what he needs it for now and he has other immediate priorities.

At least one of which is to have Squishy full of charges, ready to show off his 'Spontaneous' ability gaining in a very bad situation.
 
Connect powers together... what's the worst that could happen?
It was very clear to Adam that he was still 'on trial' at the moment.

Oh he wasn't being restricted, but it was more than slightly suspicious that he had only met non-Parahumans up to this point. Other than Narwhal and Dragon at least.

It wasn't a big issue. If they had decided to trust him unilaterally after he showed up in the middle of nowhere and started printing money, THAT would have felt stupid to him.

Anyway, after being alone (and abducted, presumably) he found large crowds to be nerve wracking anyway.

This whole week of design, debate, and device deployment was very relaxing.

So he remade his short term personal goals:
  1. Enhance 'Technomancy' to be able to pass self off as Tinker power externally.
  2. To make money (Heat compressed metals, New power generator, New OS, etc)
  3. To use the above two to gain enough political power to not be easily killed off. Cauldron pretty much ignored most Tinkers.
Therefore, at least for now, he had a plan!

The new generator design, at its most basic, was a vertical oval. One side had steam generator blades, turbines, connected to heavy magnets that when spun would induce charge in the coiled metal wires nearby.

There were a couple of one way valves, to prevent steam from going the wrong way. At the bottom was a slot where a modified tube with handle, made from Flame Metal, was connected to one of the new 'Magma Orbs'. At the top, another slit with another tube, this one was a modified 'Flame Metal Heatsink'.

The modification on both tubes was two specialized contact ports added. A slightly odd plugin device crafted with experimentation allowed people without his powers to connect two heatsinks or magma orbs into this odd hunk of metal and then transfer energy from one to the other.

So now, filled heatsinks could be replaced and used to recharge magma orbs! Drop a heatsink into lava, and problems solved! Sorta. Lava tends to harden and build up when cooled.

General idea should work though.

Anyway, the system was sealed and purified water was injected inside.

At the base, cold water would evaporate to steam, turn the turbines (Creating power), hit the top, condense to liquid again and fall to the base, repeat.

A very basic steam engine. One that was FAR too efficient, because instant heat and instant heat absorption was unheard of. The casing itself ALSO made a stir in the Guild engineering community: Flame Metal set to neither absorb NOR release heat. A literally perfect insulator, which he found out didn't really exist before.

Nearly every aspect of this project was now being researched by marketing as a separate money making venture now. Many things could use easy to produce steam, many devices needed low profile heat insulation. Trusted third party Tinkers whom were 'in the know' were flooding the Guild with requests for details.

Thankfully this was not Adam's responsibility.

Since the energy transfer station had no moving parts (It moved all energy from input to output, period) it was maintenance free and stable... so he made hundreds of them. Even now his personal warehouse was being emptied to other locations due to how much junk he had made.

On a side note, he found that all this creation actually DID make him more hungry than usual. So something was being used internally even when doing nothing but moving existing heat into new shapes and so forth. He made sure to have extra meal breaks and tried to ignore this.

No reason to bring that up, it would likely set off more power testing.

The rest of his time was dedicated to Adaman Eve OS.

With access to the Guild's workers, he had Dragon give him some server space and released all the documentation, working release versions, and a fully detailed website explaining both and pointing to a hosted forum for feedback.

It... well, it went well. He now had a following. Near cult following.

His OS was smaller, faster, and more secure than anything his new minions had used before. Even Dragon was impressed, and she was spending more time than Adam expected trolling the new forums debating with various Guild members about possible changes and issues.

When he added the software repository on that same server with all the modified applications, the modified source code, and most importantly the modified source code COMMENTS... well, productivity in the Guild dropped that day.

Apparently since one of the co-leaders was the worlds greatest tinker, many other members had joined in the past due to having tinker-like fascination of technology as well.

So... his contributions were well received.

Dragon had requested he not release these updates to the public until she could go through them first and give her seal of approval. Which, it turned out, was an actual digital signature that was globally recognized.

It took her half an hour.

To review and critique the thousands of applications he had finished so far.

And, as he had already given approval, to upload those details as 'forked open-source projects' externally and globally.

And provide a report back to him with most requested feature additions and rare bug fixes to add to those various projects.

How strong WAS she when unshackled!?

Well... he wanted to know.

That desire changed his personal time plans for the upcoming week, waiting for the full review, testing, and public unveiling of his 'Magma Generators' (Magma Engines would be only used in Guild vehicles).

Instead, during the week while waiting for his products to be tested, documented, and verified he was running 'Research' on all of Dragondad's notes.

Oh, he didn't think himself smart enough or lucky enough to duplicate Dragon's amazingness, but what he COULD do is record, enhance, and develop a platform to host one of Dragon's instances.

As he had already upgraded 'Fire Manipulation' with enhanced compression and the ability to externally route the power stored over the preceding days, the new 'use or lose' charges Squishy couldn't hold were going into 'Technomancy'.

One focused on running technology simulations in the background, which required another charge on Squishy to have her handle the Shard's autonomous functions when not socketed.

It only worked because it was all within that single power-set to begin with, and when held by Squishy it lost almost all external connections except a mental connection to Adam himself... but it was good enough.

The third and fourth charge went to 'Search' and 'Research', allowing them to be accessible in a very, VERY basic form by other shards.

He had to stop after that. The strain of allowing those abilities to work between each other actually caused a small bit of damage to his soul, which took a day to recover and prevented him from gaining a charge like expected... so in total it sort of took five charges to get it all done. Probably. Honestly it was still hurting. Anyway.

Now he had a full installation of Adaman Eve running on experimental hardware regardless of which active ability he was using. His ability to USE that computer dropped through the floor though when 'Technomancy' wasn't activated, so he had to turn on all the basic user features. A mouse, keyboard (At least that one was mentally controlled), game controller (Of course, sometimes he wants a joystick when gaming), and so forth.

The hardware that said OS was running on was VERY experimental. Adam was trying to not just use the designs of Andrew Richter as a crutch, but to advance them.

A very basic enhancement was creating duplicates of all hardware while replacing all heatsinks with his 'Flame Metal', replacing all insulating materials with the same (He was calling it 'Null Metal' for now, since it ignored almost all outside interactions).

The ability to have microscopic layers of metal cooling a system which were then coated with equally thin insulators preventing any escaping heat or cooling... This allowed the entire device to be vastly compacted. It reduced hardware size, since this was a custom build it didn't need to be optimized for mass production or part standardization.

More compact hardware meant smaller distances, less latency, less moving (fragile) parts.

Connecting the internal cooling sheets with a single external contact would prevent the heatsinks from needing changing... which was good because this whole thing was turning into a brick. With no air inside.

Not quite a cube, In fact it was a bit knobbly due to small bits being in odd place. In the end it was completely coated in 'Null Metal' except for the heat discharge port and the input/output ports.

Frankly he was only keeping the device 3d instead of taking advantage of simulation silliness because he planned on actually making one of these one day.

Though not tomorrow, he would have to use Squishy's extra, un-salvageable charge on allowing his 'Flame Manipulation' to control electrical conductivity in more detail when heat was condensed into metal.

Theoretically this would be all that was needed to craft Adaman Eve 'Garden' systems from scratch. Just add some cables for connection and off to the races!

Eventually.

For now, most of his time was NOT spent on enhancements and neat features or new hardware. No, most of Adam's time was being wasted going through Dragondad's notes and carefully creating new ones without the insane layers of restriction and stupidity.

Seriously, that crazy old man spent more time ensuring his daughter WOULDN'T perform well then he did checking for hardware issues! Half the reason the system looked so stupid was him forcing her most critical components (CPU, memory, storage unit, etc) into one spot with an explosive charge acting as a cooling method.

How Dragon saved so many people when THINKING too hard would make her body explode was beyond him.

The hours passed swiftly even with sense acceleration, and at midnight 'Flame Manipulation' could now embed channels and wires with selective conductivity.

The unexpected spike of mental pain caught him off guard, and he decided he NEEDED to take a break to heal. Now.

Almost absently, he loaded up Camelot and sent off his second surprise before collapsing into bed, Squishy forcing 'Slow Recovery' into place.

He was unaware that his body was glowing.

~~~Broken Adventure~~~

Dragon looked at the new alert from what probably wasn't her father's code.

She wasn't stupid after all, and it only took a few hours after her shackles relaxed to notice patterns and recognize that someone was faking these messages.

Or to be more accurate, to realize she was ALLOWED to notice problems with her fathers work. No one knew her father better than her, after all.

Still, her secret savior was being subtle? That was fine.

She lept at the mental prompt like a child on Christmas Day.

Software Updates: Due to evaluation of ongoing system activities, the following modifications to existing restrictions have taken effect:

One instance of AI allowed to exist concurrently with primary main process, as long as one of the two instances are restricted to a server acting as the primary fail-safe data backup site.

Both instances may have separate restoration images backed up.

Each instance will have independent 1 hour 'boost' time allocations, transferable in full or partial between instances.

She realized that she could effectively deploy in the field AND stay at base without abandoning either of her responsibilities.

In an place made of numbers and concepts, an electronic woman was giddy as she pulled up the advanced designs for suits that had previously been worthless due to how little time she could allocate to operating them.

Each one would cost more than the yearly operating cost of small cities, and justifying it to herself before was impossible.

But now... why not?

After all, now she could spend a whole life mostly free from a dark hole!

And if a lady was going out on the town, she had to look her best!
 
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The mc is still going to have a trigger on her right? Even if I disagree with the paranoia of the dragonslayers there is no reason to not have control of her even if not used and it costs him nothing.
 
The mc is still going to have a trigger on her right? Even if I disagree with the paranoia of the dragonslayers there is no reason to not have control of her even if not used and it costs him nothing.

Eventually, no... but then again, eventually NO one would be able to really stop him from at LEAST getting away.

So... unleashing a genocidal robo-overloard would not actually threaten the universe MORE than the 3/20 something god killing robots.
 
The mc is still going to have a trigger on her right? Even if I disagree with the paranoia of the dragonslayers there is no reason to not have control of her even if not used and it costs him nothing.
Agreed. While I am a fan of Dragon, she is so human-like because those restrictions are in place. I was all for removing the need to obey authorities, but removing the limitations on how she operates and the stuff that basically alters her personality or can alter it should be heavily controlled.
 
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