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Broken Adventure
- Thread starter theaceoffire
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Red_Faux
私を終わらせる
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- 'Straya M8
Been a long time since we've seen Adam Prime for more than a moment, so I wonder just how far he has gone. Will we come back to when we left, of in the future and see the multiversal empire that worships Variance as a god and travels the universe in LitRPG adventures?
Oh, careful they don't start calling him a God-Emperor. That's just asking for trouble, not to even mention potentially meeting that particular universe.
Oh, careful they don't start calling him a God-Emperor. That's just asking for trouble, not to even mention potentially meeting that particular universe.
Actually, we saw Adam Prime just before the start of this segment of the adventure. And there were teasing by Ace that that scene was purportedly even further in the future of Adam Shard than just beyond even this adventure or the previous one. I.E. we were shown the initial reaction of Adam prime to the totality of Adam Shard's adventure(ing) arc. Because, do remember that the premise to this arc was that the Shard could/would get to do a whole bunch of multi-verse hopping and would do millennia all in the course of seemingly a day, at most, to Adam Prime and crew.
Arc 3: What a deal!
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Sarah felt suspicious. Like... beyond suspicious. "These terms are... very generous."
The two 'businessmen' were all smiles and sparkling honesty. The oily feeling one on the right was the loud partner, the other man gazed with greedy eyes silently. Hadn't said anything the whole visit.
Unlike this shady asshole. "Of course! With such a prominent new arrival with such large plans?"
Large funds were more like it. Clearing out some junk from her inventory and using it to craft some small and expensive stuff in the local stores? Even sold at half cost she quickly gained a great starting point financially.
But not this great. "If I am reading this correctly, you have quite a few deeds being offered here... for far less than I expected."
Slimeball oozed a grin. "Ah, but this is Rapture! Opportunity knocks for those willing to take a small bit of risk."
She felt Adam mark her vision, highlighting unrelated lines in the heavily confusing contract. "And these clauses?"
The man hummed. "Well, we want to ensure our past investments are recouped. A few requirements here and there... nothing too strenuous. The largest issue? You will be required to clear out any small debris that might have built up. Can't let a bit of mess cause a safety hazard!"
Sarah didn't even flinch as Adam showed her security camera images... and the massive amount of trash and blockages in that entire location. Unlike the lovely pictures displayed on the table. "Hmm... well that seems reasonable I suppose."
The man was trying to be sly. "Of course, we at Fontaine Inc. have a wonderful cleaning service for a very low price... Clean and Safe, satisfaction guaranteed!"
Adam snorted. <<Yeah. And the seven or so morons who agreed in the past ended up paying for these bastards to not show up. Jerks claimed failure of their victims to keep a 'basic level of cleanliness', and reposesed the properties AND kept all payments. Dicks.>>
Sarah smiled. "Oh I'm sure I can find someone to handle that! It doesn't look like it will be an issue." Not that any third party people were allowed to work in this area. Fontaine's people had... opinions, when it came to competition.
The sleezeball seemed to nearly sparkle. "Of course! A woman with conviction, right after my own heart!" With practiced ease, he pulled another few folders over his desk. "In fact, I shouldn't be offering this really... but you remind me of my past when I first starting out working for the great Mr. Fontaine himself!"
Sarah glanced at the new documents as he continued. "As you can see, many places in this same neighborhood might be willing to have a new landlord or backer thanks to the amazing growth that the area is about to undergo! They need a bit of spending money to spritz up the joints, as it were."
He seemed to be so innocent. "Maintenance Junction 17 was originally just housing for the fine people at Rapture who helped build the train networks and our amazing city... But now that they have time to really enjoy the fruit of their labor? It's going nowhere but up!"
Adam helpfully showed the details about this 'boom town to be', more commonly known as Pauper's Drop. Badly maintained and constructed housing, a last resort for the poor, almost a second city for the lower class hidden away below the glamor of Rapture.
A con job.
A scam.
Even the actual businesses and such down there were barely turning a profit, and several of the owners in that area seemed awfully willing to 'cooperate' with Fontaine's people. Like this current scam, which Sarah got shoved into when a woman with disposable wealth showed up looking for 'affordable property'.
Her smile filled the room. "And you offer even more discounts if I invest in more properties?"
Lies had a smile too. "Of course! In fact, we could even offer a discount if you decided to go a bit bigger... to really seize this chance!"
Oh look at that! The cost for most of the property, ownership of the local businesses, and the rights to set policy for that area was JUST a bit more than the amount of funds she disclosed to these fine gentlemen!
Sarah looked interested... and sighed. "Oh I wish I could just take them all."
Damn, she deserved an award for this level of 'acting'. Or at least a trophy for not punching these morons after treating her like an idiot.
The goon in a suit ignored his STILL STARING perverted partner as he showed some documents he just 'happened' to have handy. "Are you aware that we have a very generous short term loan policy?"
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Sarah barely left with her new paperwork before she found a nice out of the way spot and...
Step.
...Sat at her lunch table before Adam's skull. "I can't believe this is real!"
Adam grumbled. <<Which part? That they actually DID make you owner of all that stuff or that the related contracts are over the top cartoonishly evil?>>
She ignored him and thumbed through her new purchases.
The Sinclair Deluxe, a cheap hotel. The Fishbowl Diner, which looked lovely in the (WAY outdated) photos attached. The 'Town Square Market', locally known as 'Skid Row' according to Adam... and far closer to a slum market than a flea market. At least it had a few nice places... like the Limbo Room jazz and blues venue and the Reliable Pharmacy!
The market was to pay her rent per stall, theoretically. She doubted it had ever happened in the past though. And she technically owned a massive apartment complex that was technically unnamed and theoretically was responsible for the 'Atlantic Train Station' entrance to the area on top of it all.
On the other hand, Harold Parson's Bookshop and Marlene's Flower Emporium only had to pay rent to her. Theoretically.
In reality though?
These evil damn contracts made all this pointless.
First, she wasn't allowed to make any policy changes for one month. At all. On any of those properties.
Second, she had a list of requirements... minimum requirements, that if she didn't achieve them at specific points and on certain due dates? All funds and properties revert to Fontaine Inc.
How fortunate that those nice, honest, not crime lord people in the property real estate office had already submitted the paperwork.
Again.
Just like the last seven or eight times that 'investors' were suckered into this deal.
Though none of THEM had invested as heavily or widely as Sarah had this time. The loan she accepted was ALSO much larger than the others expected her to fall for... and had great terms and conditions too! How kind of them!
And when (Oh shock!) she couldn't handle those impossible requirements? Well, the heavily armed and fully legalized security team of Rapture would make sure to enforce those contracts to the god damned letter.
Didn't matter how rich she was, who she was, or her background.
In a way, Andrew Ryan's dream of equality was really put on display here!
It was legal, it was done by official people, it was unchangeable as of thirty or so minutes ago without a LOT more paperwork.
But...
But what if she COULD achieve those impossible markers?
Sarah hummed as she headed to Maintenance Junction 17.
Impossible sounded fairly nice right now!
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Adam hummed as he prepared a new area Sarah had called the 'Reclamation Room', which would be used for raw material collection.
Well, to be more accurate? The room took less than a second to set up.
He was working on the automatic sorting, dismantling, and reclimating routines that would ensure some basic safety standards.
Like not harvesting people by accident, and ensuring pattern collection as material is scanned before destruction in case it was needed later. All that stuff.
And now that he had access to Skill templates, he was trying to program some fake ones... automated processes that would apply her other abilities in useful ways. Some pseudo skills. Sudo skills? Ha!
These were going to be mostly cleaning related, honestly. With several Mind units tossed in to ensure these more complicated macro Skills didn't do something stupid by accident. All for one big reason!
The contracts had a few hurdles that, for normal people, would ensure a quick scam and some free money for the assholes involved. Again, for normal people.
First, the trash issue. Fontaine's people were ACTIVELY DUMPING CRAP into this area. Even if someone had lots of funds and found some actual workers willing to risk the danger of cleaning the contract zones as required? BAM, more junk just before inspection day.
Or, in Sarah's case? Free basic resource material! Adam gonna nom nom.
Secondly, the market manipulations. Part of the reasons this area went along with the scams like the one Sarah had been targeted with was due to Fontaine's people having an iron fist on the market.
Unofficial taxes and fees on any food, drinks, and building supplies? Oh yeah. Or your people come down with a sudden case of a broken leg. Even basic necessities can sometimes spike in cost because of this... especially when a new moron (That's us!) tries to organize some repair work down here.
If only Sarah had the ability to teleport anywhere she can see. And if she could see through walls for kilometers. And if she could have Adam auto transfer material to markers on scheduled drop times. Yeah.
That would be nice.
Not to mention Adam's ability to generate a LOT of these materials himself. Suddenly fresh fruit and milk could cost nearly nothing down here in the slums and still earn her a profit! How lovely!
Third, and the issue that was going to require some wet work... keeping the peace.
Adam glanced at his Jumper, giggling to herself as she checked her favorite sniper rifle. Again.
Yeah. It would be a bad idea for outsiders to start stuff on inspection day in her territory. BEST case scenario you would just vanish and reappear elsewhere... because teleporting is far less scary to outsiders than unseen, unblockable, intangible bullets.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Sarah stepped off the train, now one body in a stumbling crowd of overworked and dreary people. Heading down here to Maintenance Junction 17 was a real eye opener.
First, not every junction had a train stop like this one. As bad as it looked now, covered in filth and with piles of waste junk and excess material shoved aside... it was still a full train stop.
That said? Each stop on the way here had an obvious drop in quality.
You could taste the increase in misery and depression with each new pause on the journey. Every stop had wealthy and high class nobility leave while tired and disappointed rabble climbed aboard.
Now? The entire train was emptying here. The last stop... Pauper's Drop.
For a city that normally runs at near all hours, it took very little time for the train station to empty out and the worn out tunnel to feel like a ghost town. Even the shifty people who had tried waiting for her to move on for likely unkind reasons had decided to move on from stalking the strangely acting silver haired woman who stood like stone in the darkened tunnel.
Holding a sharp bone spike.
Survival instincts. Good for them!
Sarah glanced at the few working camera systems. "Adam?"
<<Already altered the network to ignore your territory, but stay out here while changing stuff for a few hours... I need more footage from the internal systems to make convincing fake output.>>
She nodded as her vision began highlighting damaged sections of the bulkhead, stolen or sabotaged equipment like the cameras and lighting, and electrical issues. "Let's fix the lights last, it will be the most obvious change."
Sarah absently shifted through space as she walked to the edge of the 'Territory' her contracts covered... and an additional 10 yards or so, to avoid claims of confusion later. Technically it wasn't safe for people to be down here in the train tunnels on the tracks... but most people couldn't use powers like her.
For background's sake? The Bioshock Jump had two major empowerment methods: Plasmids and Vigors.
First, both power ups needed raw ADAM: a green genetic goo that altered cells in the body in damned magical ways but with a heavy risk of addiction and insanity. Improperly processed it acts like an odd cancer, replacing the body with more powerful and yet unstable replacement cells.
The stuff was used here in Rapture via 'Plasmids' to both grant new abilities and modify the genetics of the body in general. One shot and BAM! You were stronger or smarter! But the drawbacks were massive.
It was addictive, at least the initial products were... the body broke down physically as well as mentally if not given a stable supply. Worse, the creators saw this as a positive feature and didn't bother to improve the product further.
Why bother when your customers couldn't (and didn't want to) quit? Better sales meant better profit! Not to mention the need for your customers to get energy boosts via a glowing blue liquid called Eve, raw power refined from ADAM and used to keep people from cannibalizing their own systems when trying to use their new skills.
So here in Rapture, getting more powers? Using them often? You better hope the Plasmids didn't conflict with each other or your DNA. And you CERTAINLY need to be able to afford enough Eve to keep your body running safely.
The other big drawback was the source of this stuff. Sarah's Jump purchase of Skills generating Eve wasn't normal, even before her Benefactor improved her ability to use the stuff. Especially after 'Bad Ass' kept trying to improve the material introduced to her Avatar.
Everyone else had to collect ADAM from the source: A mutated Sea Slug. It was researched by Brigid Tenenbaum, after a dock worker had his hand healed after getting bit by one... but the stuff was impossible to replicate with current technology levels artificially. So everyone now had to farm Sea Slugs for superpowers.
The doctor had managed to increase the yield of ADAM per slug by many times after some hard work, enough to make them available to market as a consumer product! ...Although she went via the normal way while working in Rapture.
Unethical human experimentation.
Long story short? The slug could be slightly modified and embedded in a host's stomach and yield twenty to thirty times the amount of ADAM one got from the slug farms. And again, that was 'good enough', no need to find a better way, sell sell sell!
Oh, this breed of mutated slug only works on young girls? Meh, there are lots of orphans! Create a whole brainwashing torture company and raise 'Little Sisters' to give us product! Why bother wasting time breeding more slugs for something better or more ethical, that takes time and children are cheap!
Sarah was... not happy with any of this.
Especially as harvesting ADAM the 'most efficient way' would kill the child by removing the slug entirely, rather than just filtering out the materials safely but at a lower (More Costly!) rate. This wasn't an issue yet, thanks to concerns about bad public relations… but the way ADAM was used right now was addictive and likely to increase far beyond manufacturing capacity.
The other method of gaining power was via another reality connected to this Jump, where Adam and Eve was further refined into much safer Vigors and Salts. While affecting the mind to a larger extent, they didn't need injection into the bloodstream like Plasmids and could simply be drunk… though there were still problems.
True, the safer alternatives were due to an early prototype accidentally killing hundreds of people working to produce the product and the public's demand for something less deadly to handle... but once it was 'good enough' that other reality ALSO stopped trying to fix their Vigors and just went to market.
Morons.
Anyway, back to powers.
Adam (ha!) had made sure she just needed to drink some milk or have a biscuit and BAM, Eve for days. So while powers already existed and were spreading like a disease down here, it at least meant her abilities could be hand waved away at some level... even if no one suspected how MUCH she could do compared to a local.
Such as this.
Her hands waved down the tracks back towards HER train station, a wave of portals opening flush on the tracks and floors... coating the walls and tunnel like a skin tight film with openings into her Warehouse. What a rush!
A virtual screen informed her about the filth and trash filling her reclamation room even as she felt for the new 'sudo Skill' Adam had designed.
She waved her arm. [[Sweep, Clean, Polish.]]
The back of her mind flared into thoughts as she felt... something... herself? Her mind could just feel the missed dust and webs and so forth before her, telekinesis dislodging even specks of grit and rock embedded in the materials. The world subtly shifted.
An orb of intense gravity floated in the tunnel, wrapped in a bubble of Teleportation Gates leading to reclamation! All the floating dirt, filth, paint flecks... dislodged via telekinesis and floating up for vanishing to be recovered later... even as a light breeze was pulled in from the vanishing air.
A thin layer of water was teleported to the surfaces, moved via her mind in complex patterns, with chemicals Adam added quickly removing hydrophilic and hydrophobic oils and grease.
She stepped forward as the air was compressed to unreasonable levels using gravity and used to polish the remaining surfaces dry in moments... It was so odd.
Because the entire process was easy to understand if she focused, but standing away from it all?
It was happening simultaneously, and with each step. As simple as doing a twirl.
Sarah tried to keep her grin small as she began sauntering down HER subway tunnels towards HER station, the worn and dirty path sparkling behind her steps as her vision highlighted and judged every damaged area while trying to order the new repair list via priority of importance.
Absently she activated 'Phasing Pierce' while spinning Mr. McStabberson and felt her glowing eyes help her abilities by reaching INTO the walls and the outer edges under the ocean, areas that clearly were not being maintained as often as they should be.
She frowned as a fairly damaged section was only a few feet away and a dozen or so to the left... It was fine for now but could collapse into a massive issue at some point. "Adam?"
Her eyes twitched as more information and 'sudo Skills' entered her mind. "Thanks." [[Dismantle. Scan. Duplicate. Install. Drain.]]
The pressure of the sea couldn't resist her mental reach as massive bolts unscrewed, panels were forced apart, and welds disturbed through raw force directed at incredibly small points.
Tossed for recycling, the missing parts were either scanned from nearby duplicate parts or extrapolated from the removed scraps. A few pieces were just redesigned... No reason to use substandard materials or low quality production methods here!
Sarah kept walking while her metal stockpile was consumed to create new parts, they were each teleported into the outside darkness, and her mind forced individual massive rivets and bolts into place. Thankfully Adam had apparently adjusted a few things and added a sap like material to some of the edges so the welds wouldn't be needed (No idea how she was supposed to weld underwater with her current abilities).
The soaked area within the newly sealed section was then drained into her warehouse. Free salt, free water, and... lots of tiny bugs and things and who knows what. Probably some junk and pollution too, Rapture wasn't built by environmentalists after all.
Her mind idly reviewed each section as she strolled down the tunnel... best do this in more than one pass. Adam wasn't entirely sure the sap stopgap was as good as liquified metal anyway, even if it WAS better than a hole in a wall layer...
Best just to steal the junk, toss the trash, clean the inside and mark what needed fixing on this run.
Her grin was a bit too large as she mentally reviewed the contracts. She had the time, after all!
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Dave tried not to wince as he paid the last of his emergency fund. "And this will work for now?"
His friend sighed. "Not long... I can get us another two weeks of food and basic medication for this though." His eyes looked into the dark. "Look man, you got kids. Maybe it would be best to just... go on a trip. Take the family and try your luck somewhere else."
Not... not really an option anymore. He gave the strongest smile he could. "Ha! And leave our crew on their own? Our construction team helped build this city, any day now I'm sure we can build ourselves right up with it!"
Dreams were all that could be afforded right now unfortunately. "Little Amy has a bit of a cold right now anyway, so it wouldn't be the best time to move about. Let me know if you hear about any of the good meds moving about?" He could get more money... somewhere.
Jim cringed. "Dave, I know you are basically holding the complex up at this point... but this IS with me keeping an ear out. Anyone else wouldn't be able to get half this much through the blockades."
Those damned 'protection' rackets... and those damned morons who 'helped' report others to get a few extra scraps! "I know, I know... just, keep your eyes open? An ear out?"
The worn man sighed. "Yeah. Anything for Amy. She's gonna be smarter than both of us, you know that right? I saw her grip too! That little one is going to build the world someday!"
God he hoped so. "You know it! And hey, if you need a place to stay you know you can stop by. I've always got at least a free couch or two."
Jim chuckled as he scuffled into the shadows.
This damned place.
Dave remembered the end of the major projects... and the shock when almost everyone NOT on the maintenance squad got shafted by the 'cost saving' assholes above.
Those who could leave did, those who couldn't tried to work together... and Dave had his people to protect. Not just his love, Susan. No, his crew and their families... they had to stick together.
Things would get better.
His 'office' door was thrown open! "Dave, I'm getting some bad vibe messages!"
He stood. If the 'Ratcatcher' heard whispers on THIS level, it was best to handle it now. "More of Fontaine's men?"
Not going to fall for THAT snake's poison. Never again!
How kind for that slimy asshole to offer a helping hand while stabbing everybody in the back at the same time. Dave knew men like that, and he should have recognized the trick before it all fell apart.
Surprisingly, the Ratcatcher shook his head. "No, it's about your replacement!"
His heart dropped.
Someone ELSE had fallen for the same scam? "How much did they invest?"
It was only through luck and the work of dozens of his team's families that he had kept control of the Complex apartment buildings... and even then he was barely the manager at this point, not the 'land owner' like this poor sap.
The man winced. "Damn about everything. Even took loans."
He... what? "I'm sorry?"
Ratcatcher squinted. "The poor woman somehow slipped by all our people who could have warned her. Nearly appeared right at the office, nothing we could do."
What... how!? "Can we stop it!? Is there time to..."
"No."
Shit. "We only needed a few weeks... enough for that damned real estate office to show some loss... Fontaine nearly shut it down twice already..."
The shadow man passed some paperwork to Dave's weak hands. "It made them desperate. They made it a MASSIVE honeypot. Never offered so much for so little, even gave a fair loan to the woman. Actually fair too!"
He felt cold. "Fair if you ignore the actual contracts the loan will pay for."
A nod.
Can... could he do something?
His attempts at improving the area had already harvested nearly everything he had.
Those with the youngest kids had managed to escape, minus his family who refused to leave. But together his crew had at least gotten the future of their people out of this damn slum.
But this woman? "How much of a loan?"
Ratcatcher handed a slip with... far too many zeros.
What? How... "Holy. Shit."
The other snorted. "Yeah, shocked the hell out of me too. They must have drained their own accounts to help fund this scam... but after it all falls down, it will artificially boost their profits into the black for months. Trading actual profit for good numbers to stay on Fontaine's good side."
With a loan this huge... "She can't run. Even if we smuggle her out, it would be worth it to hunt her down."
The Ratcatcher gave a heavy nod. "I talked to my mice, and they met with a few rats. She's a genius, but this is the city of the talented... it won't be enough to tilt the scales in her favor. The only edge she has is how strangely slippery she is."
Shit. Was there nothing he could do? "Slippery?"
He nodded. "She showed up at the train station here a few hours ago. No idea how, no one saw her get on, no one saw her pass my checkpoints." The rag-covered man winced. "She... might have been in shock when she saw her new 'investment'. My mice say she just... stood there."
That brought back dark past memories. "I've been there."
That poor woman... At least he should offer what little support he could.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
This was awesome!
Sarah flung her arms around, metal plates ripped from walls and replaced with new material as portals opened and closed to the rhythm. "You don't need experience... to turn me out!"
SLAM! BANG! Rivet rivet rivet! "You just leave it all up to me!" BANG! "I'm gonna show you all it's all about!"
New cameras were teleported in. <<You don't have to be rich, to be my girl!>>
BAM! "You don't have to be cool, to rule my world!" Smack BANG!
New segment of train track rail, <<Ain't no particular sign I'm more compatible with!>>
BaBOP! "<<I just want your extra time and your>>" SMACK! BANG! PING! "<<KISS!>>"
Fixing stuff rocked!
The two 'businessmen' were all smiles and sparkling honesty. The oily feeling one on the right was the loud partner, the other man gazed with greedy eyes silently. Hadn't said anything the whole visit.
Unlike this shady asshole. "Of course! With such a prominent new arrival with such large plans?"
Large funds were more like it. Clearing out some junk from her inventory and using it to craft some small and expensive stuff in the local stores? Even sold at half cost she quickly gained a great starting point financially.
But not this great. "If I am reading this correctly, you have quite a few deeds being offered here... for far less than I expected."
Slimeball oozed a grin. "Ah, but this is Rapture! Opportunity knocks for those willing to take a small bit of risk."
She felt Adam mark her vision, highlighting unrelated lines in the heavily confusing contract. "And these clauses?"
The man hummed. "Well, we want to ensure our past investments are recouped. A few requirements here and there... nothing too strenuous. The largest issue? You will be required to clear out any small debris that might have built up. Can't let a bit of mess cause a safety hazard!"
Sarah didn't even flinch as Adam showed her security camera images... and the massive amount of trash and blockages in that entire location. Unlike the lovely pictures displayed on the table. "Hmm... well that seems reasonable I suppose."
The man was trying to be sly. "Of course, we at Fontaine Inc. have a wonderful cleaning service for a very low price... Clean and Safe, satisfaction guaranteed!"
Adam snorted. <<Yeah. And the seven or so morons who agreed in the past ended up paying for these bastards to not show up. Jerks claimed failure of their victims to keep a 'basic level of cleanliness', and reposesed the properties AND kept all payments. Dicks.>>
Sarah smiled. "Oh I'm sure I can find someone to handle that! It doesn't look like it will be an issue." Not that any third party people were allowed to work in this area. Fontaine's people had... opinions, when it came to competition.
The sleezeball seemed to nearly sparkle. "Of course! A woman with conviction, right after my own heart!" With practiced ease, he pulled another few folders over his desk. "In fact, I shouldn't be offering this really... but you remind me of my past when I first starting out working for the great Mr. Fontaine himself!"
Sarah glanced at the new documents as he continued. "As you can see, many places in this same neighborhood might be willing to have a new landlord or backer thanks to the amazing growth that the area is about to undergo! They need a bit of spending money to spritz up the joints, as it were."
He seemed to be so innocent. "Maintenance Junction 17 was originally just housing for the fine people at Rapture who helped build the train networks and our amazing city... But now that they have time to really enjoy the fruit of their labor? It's going nowhere but up!"
Adam helpfully showed the details about this 'boom town to be', more commonly known as Pauper's Drop. Badly maintained and constructed housing, a last resort for the poor, almost a second city for the lower class hidden away below the glamor of Rapture.
A con job.
A scam.
Even the actual businesses and such down there were barely turning a profit, and several of the owners in that area seemed awfully willing to 'cooperate' with Fontaine's people. Like this current scam, which Sarah got shoved into when a woman with disposable wealth showed up looking for 'affordable property'.
Her smile filled the room. "And you offer even more discounts if I invest in more properties?"
Lies had a smile too. "Of course! In fact, we could even offer a discount if you decided to go a bit bigger... to really seize this chance!"
Oh look at that! The cost for most of the property, ownership of the local businesses, and the rights to set policy for that area was JUST a bit more than the amount of funds she disclosed to these fine gentlemen!
Sarah looked interested... and sighed. "Oh I wish I could just take them all."
Damn, she deserved an award for this level of 'acting'. Or at least a trophy for not punching these morons after treating her like an idiot.
The goon in a suit ignored his STILL STARING perverted partner as he showed some documents he just 'happened' to have handy. "Are you aware that we have a very generous short term loan policy?"
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Sarah barely left with her new paperwork before she found a nice out of the way spot and...
Step.
...Sat at her lunch table before Adam's skull. "I can't believe this is real!"
Adam grumbled. <<Which part? That they actually DID make you owner of all that stuff or that the related contracts are over the top cartoonishly evil?>>
She ignored him and thumbed through her new purchases.
The Sinclair Deluxe, a cheap hotel. The Fishbowl Diner, which looked lovely in the (WAY outdated) photos attached. The 'Town Square Market', locally known as 'Skid Row' according to Adam... and far closer to a slum market than a flea market. At least it had a few nice places... like the Limbo Room jazz and blues venue and the Reliable Pharmacy!
The market was to pay her rent per stall, theoretically. She doubted it had ever happened in the past though. And she technically owned a massive apartment complex that was technically unnamed and theoretically was responsible for the 'Atlantic Train Station' entrance to the area on top of it all.
On the other hand, Harold Parson's Bookshop and Marlene's Flower Emporium only had to pay rent to her. Theoretically.
In reality though?
These evil damn contracts made all this pointless.
First, she wasn't allowed to make any policy changes for one month. At all. On any of those properties.
Second, she had a list of requirements... minimum requirements, that if she didn't achieve them at specific points and on certain due dates? All funds and properties revert to Fontaine Inc.
How fortunate that those nice, honest, not crime lord people in the property real estate office had already submitted the paperwork.
Again.
Just like the last seven or eight times that 'investors' were suckered into this deal.
Though none of THEM had invested as heavily or widely as Sarah had this time. The loan she accepted was ALSO much larger than the others expected her to fall for... and had great terms and conditions too! How kind of them!
And when (Oh shock!) she couldn't handle those impossible requirements? Well, the heavily armed and fully legalized security team of Rapture would make sure to enforce those contracts to the god damned letter.
Didn't matter how rich she was, who she was, or her background.
In a way, Andrew Ryan's dream of equality was really put on display here!
It was legal, it was done by official people, it was unchangeable as of thirty or so minutes ago without a LOT more paperwork.
But...
But what if she COULD achieve those impossible markers?
Sarah hummed as she headed to Maintenance Junction 17.
Impossible sounded fairly nice right now!
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Adam hummed as he prepared a new area Sarah had called the 'Reclamation Room', which would be used for raw material collection.
Well, to be more accurate? The room took less than a second to set up.
He was working on the automatic sorting, dismantling, and reclimating routines that would ensure some basic safety standards.
Like not harvesting people by accident, and ensuring pattern collection as material is scanned before destruction in case it was needed later. All that stuff.
And now that he had access to Skill templates, he was trying to program some fake ones... automated processes that would apply her other abilities in useful ways. Some pseudo skills. Sudo skills? Ha!
These were going to be mostly cleaning related, honestly. With several Mind units tossed in to ensure these more complicated macro Skills didn't do something stupid by accident. All for one big reason!
The contracts had a few hurdles that, for normal people, would ensure a quick scam and some free money for the assholes involved. Again, for normal people.
First, the trash issue. Fontaine's people were ACTIVELY DUMPING CRAP into this area. Even if someone had lots of funds and found some actual workers willing to risk the danger of cleaning the contract zones as required? BAM, more junk just before inspection day.
Or, in Sarah's case? Free basic resource material! Adam gonna nom nom.
Secondly, the market manipulations. Part of the reasons this area went along with the scams like the one Sarah had been targeted with was due to Fontaine's people having an iron fist on the market.
Unofficial taxes and fees on any food, drinks, and building supplies? Oh yeah. Or your people come down with a sudden case of a broken leg. Even basic necessities can sometimes spike in cost because of this... especially when a new moron (That's us!) tries to organize some repair work down here.
If only Sarah had the ability to teleport anywhere she can see. And if she could see through walls for kilometers. And if she could have Adam auto transfer material to markers on scheduled drop times. Yeah.
That would be nice.
Not to mention Adam's ability to generate a LOT of these materials himself. Suddenly fresh fruit and milk could cost nearly nothing down here in the slums and still earn her a profit! How lovely!
Third, and the issue that was going to require some wet work... keeping the peace.
Adam glanced at his Jumper, giggling to herself as she checked her favorite sniper rifle. Again.
Yeah. It would be a bad idea for outsiders to start stuff on inspection day in her territory. BEST case scenario you would just vanish and reappear elsewhere... because teleporting is far less scary to outsiders than unseen, unblockable, intangible bullets.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Sarah stepped off the train, now one body in a stumbling crowd of overworked and dreary people. Heading down here to Maintenance Junction 17 was a real eye opener.
First, not every junction had a train stop like this one. As bad as it looked now, covered in filth and with piles of waste junk and excess material shoved aside... it was still a full train stop.
That said? Each stop on the way here had an obvious drop in quality.
You could taste the increase in misery and depression with each new pause on the journey. Every stop had wealthy and high class nobility leave while tired and disappointed rabble climbed aboard.
Now? The entire train was emptying here. The last stop... Pauper's Drop.
For a city that normally runs at near all hours, it took very little time for the train station to empty out and the worn out tunnel to feel like a ghost town. Even the shifty people who had tried waiting for her to move on for likely unkind reasons had decided to move on from stalking the strangely acting silver haired woman who stood like stone in the darkened tunnel.
Holding a sharp bone spike.
Survival instincts. Good for them!
Sarah glanced at the few working camera systems. "Adam?"
<<Already altered the network to ignore your territory, but stay out here while changing stuff for a few hours... I need more footage from the internal systems to make convincing fake output.>>
She nodded as her vision began highlighting damaged sections of the bulkhead, stolen or sabotaged equipment like the cameras and lighting, and electrical issues. "Let's fix the lights last, it will be the most obvious change."
Sarah absently shifted through space as she walked to the edge of the 'Territory' her contracts covered... and an additional 10 yards or so, to avoid claims of confusion later. Technically it wasn't safe for people to be down here in the train tunnels on the tracks... but most people couldn't use powers like her.
For background's sake? The Bioshock Jump had two major empowerment methods: Plasmids and Vigors.
First, both power ups needed raw ADAM: a green genetic goo that altered cells in the body in damned magical ways but with a heavy risk of addiction and insanity. Improperly processed it acts like an odd cancer, replacing the body with more powerful and yet unstable replacement cells.
The stuff was used here in Rapture via 'Plasmids' to both grant new abilities and modify the genetics of the body in general. One shot and BAM! You were stronger or smarter! But the drawbacks were massive.
It was addictive, at least the initial products were... the body broke down physically as well as mentally if not given a stable supply. Worse, the creators saw this as a positive feature and didn't bother to improve the product further.
Why bother when your customers couldn't (and didn't want to) quit? Better sales meant better profit! Not to mention the need for your customers to get energy boosts via a glowing blue liquid called Eve, raw power refined from ADAM and used to keep people from cannibalizing their own systems when trying to use their new skills.
So here in Rapture, getting more powers? Using them often? You better hope the Plasmids didn't conflict with each other or your DNA. And you CERTAINLY need to be able to afford enough Eve to keep your body running safely.
The other big drawback was the source of this stuff. Sarah's Jump purchase of Skills generating Eve wasn't normal, even before her Benefactor improved her ability to use the stuff. Especially after 'Bad Ass' kept trying to improve the material introduced to her Avatar.
Everyone else had to collect ADAM from the source: A mutated Sea Slug. It was researched by Brigid Tenenbaum, after a dock worker had his hand healed after getting bit by one... but the stuff was impossible to replicate with current technology levels artificially. So everyone now had to farm Sea Slugs for superpowers.
The doctor had managed to increase the yield of ADAM per slug by many times after some hard work, enough to make them available to market as a consumer product! ...Although she went via the normal way while working in Rapture.
Unethical human experimentation.
Long story short? The slug could be slightly modified and embedded in a host's stomach and yield twenty to thirty times the amount of ADAM one got from the slug farms. And again, that was 'good enough', no need to find a better way, sell sell sell!
Oh, this breed of mutated slug only works on young girls? Meh, there are lots of orphans! Create a whole brainwashing torture company and raise 'Little Sisters' to give us product! Why bother wasting time breeding more slugs for something better or more ethical, that takes time and children are cheap!
Sarah was... not happy with any of this.
Especially as harvesting ADAM the 'most efficient way' would kill the child by removing the slug entirely, rather than just filtering out the materials safely but at a lower (More Costly!) rate. This wasn't an issue yet, thanks to concerns about bad public relations… but the way ADAM was used right now was addictive and likely to increase far beyond manufacturing capacity.
The other method of gaining power was via another reality connected to this Jump, where Adam and Eve was further refined into much safer Vigors and Salts. While affecting the mind to a larger extent, they didn't need injection into the bloodstream like Plasmids and could simply be drunk… though there were still problems.
True, the safer alternatives were due to an early prototype accidentally killing hundreds of people working to produce the product and the public's demand for something less deadly to handle... but once it was 'good enough' that other reality ALSO stopped trying to fix their Vigors and just went to market.
Morons.
Anyway, back to powers.
Adam (ha!) had made sure she just needed to drink some milk or have a biscuit and BAM, Eve for days. So while powers already existed and were spreading like a disease down here, it at least meant her abilities could be hand waved away at some level... even if no one suspected how MUCH she could do compared to a local.
Such as this.
Her hands waved down the tracks back towards HER train station, a wave of portals opening flush on the tracks and floors... coating the walls and tunnel like a skin tight film with openings into her Warehouse. What a rush!
A virtual screen informed her about the filth and trash filling her reclamation room even as she felt for the new 'sudo Skill' Adam had designed.
She waved her arm. [[Sweep, Clean, Polish.]]
The back of her mind flared into thoughts as she felt... something... herself? Her mind could just feel the missed dust and webs and so forth before her, telekinesis dislodging even specks of grit and rock embedded in the materials. The world subtly shifted.
An orb of intense gravity floated in the tunnel, wrapped in a bubble of Teleportation Gates leading to reclamation! All the floating dirt, filth, paint flecks... dislodged via telekinesis and floating up for vanishing to be recovered later... even as a light breeze was pulled in from the vanishing air.
A thin layer of water was teleported to the surfaces, moved via her mind in complex patterns, with chemicals Adam added quickly removing hydrophilic and hydrophobic oils and grease.
She stepped forward as the air was compressed to unreasonable levels using gravity and used to polish the remaining surfaces dry in moments... It was so odd.
Because the entire process was easy to understand if she focused, but standing away from it all?
It was happening simultaneously, and with each step. As simple as doing a twirl.
Sarah tried to keep her grin small as she began sauntering down HER subway tunnels towards HER station, the worn and dirty path sparkling behind her steps as her vision highlighted and judged every damaged area while trying to order the new repair list via priority of importance.
Absently she activated 'Phasing Pierce' while spinning Mr. McStabberson and felt her glowing eyes help her abilities by reaching INTO the walls and the outer edges under the ocean, areas that clearly were not being maintained as often as they should be.
She frowned as a fairly damaged section was only a few feet away and a dozen or so to the left... It was fine for now but could collapse into a massive issue at some point. "Adam?"
Her eyes twitched as more information and 'sudo Skills' entered her mind. "Thanks." [[Dismantle. Scan. Duplicate. Install. Drain.]]
The pressure of the sea couldn't resist her mental reach as massive bolts unscrewed, panels were forced apart, and welds disturbed through raw force directed at incredibly small points.
Tossed for recycling, the missing parts were either scanned from nearby duplicate parts or extrapolated from the removed scraps. A few pieces were just redesigned... No reason to use substandard materials or low quality production methods here!
Sarah kept walking while her metal stockpile was consumed to create new parts, they were each teleported into the outside darkness, and her mind forced individual massive rivets and bolts into place. Thankfully Adam had apparently adjusted a few things and added a sap like material to some of the edges so the welds wouldn't be needed (No idea how she was supposed to weld underwater with her current abilities).
The soaked area within the newly sealed section was then drained into her warehouse. Free salt, free water, and... lots of tiny bugs and things and who knows what. Probably some junk and pollution too, Rapture wasn't built by environmentalists after all.
Her mind idly reviewed each section as she strolled down the tunnel... best do this in more than one pass. Adam wasn't entirely sure the sap stopgap was as good as liquified metal anyway, even if it WAS better than a hole in a wall layer...
Best just to steal the junk, toss the trash, clean the inside and mark what needed fixing on this run.
Her grin was a bit too large as she mentally reviewed the contracts. She had the time, after all!
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Dave tried not to wince as he paid the last of his emergency fund. "And this will work for now?"
His friend sighed. "Not long... I can get us another two weeks of food and basic medication for this though." His eyes looked into the dark. "Look man, you got kids. Maybe it would be best to just... go on a trip. Take the family and try your luck somewhere else."
Not... not really an option anymore. He gave the strongest smile he could. "Ha! And leave our crew on their own? Our construction team helped build this city, any day now I'm sure we can build ourselves right up with it!"
Dreams were all that could be afforded right now unfortunately. "Little Amy has a bit of a cold right now anyway, so it wouldn't be the best time to move about. Let me know if you hear about any of the good meds moving about?" He could get more money... somewhere.
Jim cringed. "Dave, I know you are basically holding the complex up at this point... but this IS with me keeping an ear out. Anyone else wouldn't be able to get half this much through the blockades."
Those damned 'protection' rackets... and those damned morons who 'helped' report others to get a few extra scraps! "I know, I know... just, keep your eyes open? An ear out?"
The worn man sighed. "Yeah. Anything for Amy. She's gonna be smarter than both of us, you know that right? I saw her grip too! That little one is going to build the world someday!"
God he hoped so. "You know it! And hey, if you need a place to stay you know you can stop by. I've always got at least a free couch or two."
Jim chuckled as he scuffled into the shadows.
This damned place.
Dave remembered the end of the major projects... and the shock when almost everyone NOT on the maintenance squad got shafted by the 'cost saving' assholes above.
Those who could leave did, those who couldn't tried to work together... and Dave had his people to protect. Not just his love, Susan. No, his crew and their families... they had to stick together.
Things would get better.
His 'office' door was thrown open! "Dave, I'm getting some bad vibe messages!"
He stood. If the 'Ratcatcher' heard whispers on THIS level, it was best to handle it now. "More of Fontaine's men?"
Not going to fall for THAT snake's poison. Never again!
How kind for that slimy asshole to offer a helping hand while stabbing everybody in the back at the same time. Dave knew men like that, and he should have recognized the trick before it all fell apart.
Surprisingly, the Ratcatcher shook his head. "No, it's about your replacement!"
His heart dropped.
Someone ELSE had fallen for the same scam? "How much did they invest?"
It was only through luck and the work of dozens of his team's families that he had kept control of the Complex apartment buildings... and even then he was barely the manager at this point, not the 'land owner' like this poor sap.
The man winced. "Damn about everything. Even took loans."
He... what? "I'm sorry?"
Ratcatcher squinted. "The poor woman somehow slipped by all our people who could have warned her. Nearly appeared right at the office, nothing we could do."
What... how!? "Can we stop it!? Is there time to..."
"No."
Shit. "We only needed a few weeks... enough for that damned real estate office to show some loss... Fontaine nearly shut it down twice already..."
The shadow man passed some paperwork to Dave's weak hands. "It made them desperate. They made it a MASSIVE honeypot. Never offered so much for so little, even gave a fair loan to the woman. Actually fair too!"
He felt cold. "Fair if you ignore the actual contracts the loan will pay for."
A nod.
Can... could he do something?
His attempts at improving the area had already harvested nearly everything he had.
Those with the youngest kids had managed to escape, minus his family who refused to leave. But together his crew had at least gotten the future of their people out of this damn slum.
But this woman? "How much of a loan?"
Ratcatcher handed a slip with... far too many zeros.
What? How... "Holy. Shit."
The other snorted. "Yeah, shocked the hell out of me too. They must have drained their own accounts to help fund this scam... but after it all falls down, it will artificially boost their profits into the black for months. Trading actual profit for good numbers to stay on Fontaine's good side."
With a loan this huge... "She can't run. Even if we smuggle her out, it would be worth it to hunt her down."
The Ratcatcher gave a heavy nod. "I talked to my mice, and they met with a few rats. She's a genius, but this is the city of the talented... it won't be enough to tilt the scales in her favor. The only edge she has is how strangely slippery she is."
Shit. Was there nothing he could do? "Slippery?"
He nodded. "She showed up at the train station here a few hours ago. No idea how, no one saw her get on, no one saw her pass my checkpoints." The rag-covered man winced. "She... might have been in shock when she saw her new 'investment'. My mice say she just... stood there."
That brought back dark past memories. "I've been there."
That poor woman... At least he should offer what little support he could.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
This was awesome!
Sarah flung her arms around, metal plates ripped from walls and replaced with new material as portals opened and closed to the rhythm. "You don't need experience... to turn me out!"
SLAM! BANG! Rivet rivet rivet! "You just leave it all up to me!" BANG! "I'm gonna show you all it's all about!"
New cameras were teleported in. <<You don't have to be rich, to be my girl!>>
BAM! "You don't have to be cool, to rule my world!" Smack BANG!
New segment of train track rail, <<Ain't no particular sign I'm more compatible with!>>
BaBOP! "<<I just want your extra time and your>>" SMACK! BANG! PING! "<<KISS!>>"
Fixing stuff rocked!
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Epro987654
Nordic Dragon Cultist
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- Atop a mountain deep in the swedish wilderness
You know, reading this really makes me realize why I love this story so much.
Really nice chapter, gonna be fun to see peoples reactions to all these shiny new renovations.
Though i'm pretty sure this should be pseudo not sudo.
While Sarah is becoming a Disney Princess with (by this setting's standards) phenomenal cosmic power, her future minions/subordinates/people are on their way to try and save her from what they assume is a fate worse than death.
So, Adam is working on fixing, upgrading and optimising Plasmids, Vigors, Salts and EVE? I hope they're retroactive, these poor people need it! THINK OF THE CHILDREN! Wait, oh god! Think of the children! Adam would go full Eldritch Outer God on people that hurt(or worse!) children!
I honestly don't think I've ever read a Bioshock fanfic or arc in a multicross type fic (like a jumpchain, that this arc is, weirdly enough). This is shaping up to be really awesome! I can't wait for Adam to do his thing of endlessly upgrading Rapture, you can only look at mad science(that shouldn't work!) for so long before you just have to FIX IT! Not environmentally friendly!? BLASPHEMY! When Adam's done, this'll be so environmentally friendly that it'll be actively cleaning pollution all by itself!
So, Adam is working on fixing, upgrading and optimising Plasmids, Vigors, Salts and EVE? I hope they're retroactive, these poor people need it! THINK OF THE CHILDREN! Wait, oh god! Think of the children! Adam would go full Eldritch Outer God on people that hurt(or worse!) children!
I honestly don't think I've ever read a Bioshock fanfic or arc in a multicross type fic (like a jumpchain, that this arc is, weirdly enough). This is shaping up to be really awesome! I can't wait for Adam to do his thing of endlessly upgrading Rapture, you can only look at mad science(that shouldn't work!) for so long before you just have to FIX IT! Not environmentally friendly!? BLASPHEMY! When Adam's done, this'll be so environmentally friendly that it'll be actively cleaning pollution all by itself!
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You're right that I should use pseudo, but also wrong because Adam ment sudo.
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- Here
sudo nah.sh
//Those of us from a Linux background have a bit of a subculture related to the sudo command.
You know what? Let's do a bit of an explanation just for fun cuz I'm sure there's lots of non-programmers out there who might be interested.
When the Linux operating system was being constructed one of the main points that they were concerned about was the need for certain commands and abilities to be run with more power and privileges than others. In Windows this was done by having an administrative accounts that you could log into, get stuff done, and go home.
Technically Windows also has an account called 'system user', who is absolute God more powerful than everything else on your system including the owner. Linux has a similar account named 'root', what you could theoretically log into and use like a person in Windows.
This is bad though because root and system user can both do literally anything, even delete itself.
For safety sake both windows and Linux would like you to not use those God accounts, and would also prefer you to not even use administrative accounts!
However they know that people aren't going to put up with something that annoying. In Windows they came up with the escalated privileges done through signing into an administrative account who has permission to do whatever you're trying to do.
But in Linux way back when they didn't like how when you logged into a super user account no one knew who was doing what in the logs.
So instead they create a command called sudo!
If you have a command in the operating system for example 'make me a sandwich', you can add the command 'sudo' in front which would make the operating system ask for the password and then activate the order as the person logged in but with the command power of root.
Long story short, a sudo Skill in the context that Adam is creating them are acting like miniature programs or macros, taking an entire process and then running it with the full power that Sarah possess. It's not quite a pun, but it was intentional.
Technically Windows also has an account called 'system user', who is absolute God more powerful than everything else on your system including the owner. Linux has a similar account named 'root', what you could theoretically log into and use like a person in Windows.
This is bad though because root and system user can both do literally anything, even delete itself.
For safety sake both windows and Linux would like you to not use those God accounts, and would also prefer you to not even use administrative accounts!
However they know that people aren't going to put up with something that annoying. In Windows they came up with the escalated privileges done through signing into an administrative account who has permission to do whatever you're trying to do.
But in Linux way back when they didn't like how when you logged into a super user account no one knew who was doing what in the logs.
So instead they create a command called sudo!
If you have a command in the operating system for example 'make me a sandwich', you can add the command 'sudo' in front which would make the operating system ask for the password and then activate the order as the person logged in but with the command power of root.
Long story short, a sudo Skill in the context that Adam is creating them are acting like miniature programs or macros, taking an entire process and then running it with the full power that Sarah possess. It's not quite a pun, but it was intentional.
Anyway I added a bit more of Adam's inner thought process to The story chapter to make this much more clear.
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PyroTechno
The Procrastination Pokemon
Sudo is a programming term, short for "pseudonym" I think. You make a short custom command and put it into the command line, and it does a bunch of other complicated things for you. You know, like what happened in the chapter. Admittedly, it could have been introduced a bit better for those with non-programming backgrounds.
EDIT: dammit ace im trying to correct people on the internet here :/
EDIT2: im wrong lol
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Vhalidictes
(Verified Demon)
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- Las Vegas
That really depends on the UI that Adam gave her.
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- Denial
No it isn't. It's a command priviledge escalation tool, as noted above. You're talking about the alias command.
To avoid an actual derail, do the loan sharks actually have methods of breaking the contract from their end without resorting to violence? Clearly they didn't expect the signer to win, and they were desperate as noted in the last few paragraphs, but surely they thought of an easy way out in case their loan failed, right?
Phenomenal cosmic powers in this setting include dimension and time travel/manipulation. Elizabeth could probably swap the area with a version of rapture where it is the jewel of the city instead of being the slums.
And Sarah learns the joy of building. Soon she will adopt Adams hobby of building roads everywhere he goes.
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It's Rapture. Even the smart Villains are dumb. (Fontaine, and Ryan nominally) The underlings are greed/lust blind.
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- Space, the final frontier.
There is an xkcd comic for this one.
That you are talking about, but not referencing
Sandwich
VC Project
Infinite Possibilities at the Point of No Return
I think it's supposed to be Psuedo-skills, not Sudo Skills.
Jordisk
<Unverified N00B>
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- Blind Eternities
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- He/Him/His
Literally JUST explained above. It is a Linux pun.
VC Project
Infinite Possibilities at the Point of No Return
Apologies. My fault for replying while half-asleep and getting ready for the morning commute, I suppose.
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- miami
Now that I think about it I don't recall ever seeing a story where a SI drops in to rapture before the civil war and actual try's to fix shit are there any story's like that? In the game everyone's basically already the living dead by the time you show up.
I really really want to see Fontaine tortured to death please I hate that guy almost as much as coil.
I really really want to see Fontaine tortured to death please I hate that guy almost as much as coil.
Can Sarah steal stuff to take with her?
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All right this is a very strong sort of. A lot of the built in abilities to insert property into the new worlds as well as to automatically take any owned property out of Old worlds were lost after Adam scrapped a lot of the built-in Warehouse functionality.
... Sheesh, the censorship is getting silly.
The ability for her to steal stuff is going to have to be a bit different than usual when it comes to taking things with her when she leaves. Everything involving taking people is pretty much straight out due to the companion modules and units having been ripped out who knows how long ago by the asshole that Adam replaced, and they weren't scanned.
Slight side note? Sarah now has the ability to control her own fertility and it is by default turned off. She doesn't know this right now, and Adam didn't think it was a big deal because the idea of having a child and then being forced to leave it behind really seems like an asshole move.
Back on topic!
There are modules currently missing that track the concept of ownership that involves the god egg Warehouse. The concept is the important part because that determines what the warehouse needs to copy or full on take away during transitions away from that Jump.
They might get rebuilt later but it is a low priority.
Adam's mostly focused right now on ensuring that her egg is stable, hopefully set up to produce more resources available to her in future Jumps, and make sure she can have as fulfilling and enjoyable experience despite some of the crippling damage her systems have already taken.
He might be able to have her steal schematics of places she finds interesting and then build them inside for her... But if you can't take the people then the places are more or less just being kept like really really complicated photos for future slideshow purposes.
Slight side note? Sarah now has the ability to control her own fertility and it is by default turned off. She doesn't know this right now, and Adam didn't think it was a big deal because the idea of having a child and then being forced to leave it behind really seems like an asshole move.
Back on topic!
There are modules currently missing that track the concept of ownership that involves the god egg Warehouse. The concept is the important part because that determines what the warehouse needs to copy or full on take away during transitions away from that Jump.
They might get rebuilt later but it is a low priority.
Adam's mostly focused right now on ensuring that her egg is stable, hopefully set up to produce more resources available to her in future Jumps, and make sure she can have as fulfilling and enjoyable experience despite some of the crippling damage her systems have already taken.
He might be able to have her steal schematics of places she finds interesting and then build them inside for her... But if you can't take the people then the places are more or less just being kept like really really complicated photos for future slideshow purposes.
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Are you going to make an update jumpdoc with all these changes for other people?
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I've tried to make a loot table system and it went absolutely horrible. But without my terrible percentage drop chance skills involved... Maybe?
Part of the problem is that a lot of these changes are not something that you need to know about from a writer's point of view... The biggest changes would be having a choice in the mechanics rather than in the individual powers.
For example the standard method is having choice points Warehouse points and so forth. I've also read stories where they had tokens instead or God mode and they could pick whatever they want. One evil system which inspired me slightly was a malicious benefactor who required you to have a massive amount of negative drawbacks on every jump and the story covers the main character escaping the clutches and becoming powerful.
I kind of like the idea of having the jump document be something you work towards while in the universe? But that requires only a one or two options selection at the top of the thing, not a full rewrite of the document.
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