Broken Adventure
- Thread starter theaceoffire
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Mgunh1
Not an AI, honest!
- Location
- Northern Luna Base, Module 5, Sublevel 15
Ewoks were pygmy Wookies, native only to that moon. They do, however, appear in some of the TV series in small cameos and had a one-off spinoff movie dedicated to them. While the movie was made for young children and is fairly obscure, it is still considered canon.
Hello my not-quite-human-brother, I would bet in the latter, the few that have direct to the System are on his side and it was/is based on his powers
Even post Disney?
Mgunh1
Not an AI, honest!
- Location
- Northern Luna Base, Module 5, Sublevel 15
It wasn't EU as it was directed by George Lucas, but then again the movie is so hard to find these days that I'm not sure Disney even knows about it.
It is still a main line movie though, so unless there is a statement from Disney or George Lucas de-canonising it, yep it is canon.
DualEquinox
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Fun little known fact, the Star Wars Holiday Special is actually the very first work to introduce Boba Fett in-universe (both extended and canonical)...
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They were gone.
Eidolon floated over the South Pacific sea, the waves ignored.
He... felt conflicted.
The Endbringers had been the focus of his training, the unreachable peak, the monster in the dark for him to one day triumph over.
True, the more times he... failed... the harder it was to stand back up and fight again.
With each death, his emotional burden grew... having not already conquered the beasts, each death fell on his shoulders.
When he suddenly gained a FOURTH open power slot, he thought his day of victory had finally arrived!
But to have them just vanish...
His heart was empty.
All those fights seemed pointless. All that pain. All those sleepless nights, those secret training hours. He once spent three days before the next projected attack alone in his room, frantically changing his selected powers. Hoping for some combination of three that would save everyone, and prove how powerful and important he was.
Even when he found his abilities start to fail, the powerful skills weakening, he still had hope. There were just SO MANY abilities, skills, and tricks.
But what was the point now?
Conversely, he did feel some level of peace. At least, assuming the monsters don't come back, the innocent wouldn't die at his feet anymore. The crowds wouldn't be snuffed out like an afterthought.
But what... what use was he now?
No one used a nuclear tank to sweep a street, or a hydraulic press to knit.
He was a man filled with life threatening powers... with no tasks to his level. No challenges.
Eidolon, now more or less simply David, looked down at the sheet of paper his friend had passed.
It was a personal thing, hand written by Legend on his way to take out another 'threat', if normal Parahumans could count as one. It told of his experiences with the new powers sweeping the globe.
Before, he had scoffed. He had goals. Now?
"Variance, I... I need worthy opponents."
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Simmy frowned. Then made some choices.
'New Class: Challenger! When fighting an opponent, may restrict power to an equivalent level or lower. The more restrictions enabled, the greater the reward!'
There. Let him choke on it.
She went back to choosing sexy outfits to mess with Narwhal's afternoon. Something lacy.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Adam wiped the sea water from his face and looked back at the Bay.
This was like the third or fourth time he had been called back here. First, the deeper sections he had created needed plant life and smaller creatures to encourage fish spawning. Secondly, the faith based barriers he had placed had to be adjusted, because a couple had been filtering out salt which was messing with everything.
Now, he was reintroducing more sea life, even if said creatures were being modified to 'Peak' 'Recovery' levels. The fishing areas near the swimming peers had been useless without them, and the new artificial reefs were made with bright colors... because why not.
Ironically, having more girls in his life had increased his free time and lowered the amount of sexy time. He and Narwhal had slowed things down to not pressure CD, CN, or Simmy (Although Simmy took this as a challenge somehow), and the girls had taken several nights out.
This did leave Adam more time for his own projects, which was needed, but well... somehow after so much frantic work taking time off seemed wasteful.
He checked again... theoretically THIS time there should be a balance without one particular animal eating all the others. A few spawning areas that restricted creatures to a single species should ensure that he didn't have to come down here every month or so. No chance of over fishing, as the 'spawn pits' wouldn't allow babies to escape until they reach a certain size... probably.
Whatever, this was more than good enough. Might be too much in fact, to the point where seafood was likely to become a major export of the area. Meh.
He 'Transferred' home, moving towards his lab.
This latest project was personally important.
Artificial Intelligence Hardware.
Dragon. Cyber Dragon. And technically Cyber Narwhal, Twilight, and Nightmare Moon... Or was she going by Luna Dark full time now?
They could run off his massive super computer setup, for now. But they were tied. Restricted.
There were worlds out there where computers the size of his thumb could run a full AI. Solo. With power and cooling included.
His attempts to create something similar had shown him some disturbing issues.
He could pull it off pretty easily. Worm tinkertech handled multiple dimension devices amazingly well, so having all the big parts in another layer or layering lots of small things in one space would allow fast data transfer and 'small' local size.
But moving that through Realms? No.
And based on Squishy's opinion, the other realities (MLP and Inuyasha) did NOT handle the same kind of dimensional shenanigans with any level of grace or dignity.
The best he could do was design great hardware, convert it into a spell, and anchor it to a small object. It worked very well, but the issue again was the hardware.
Almost all the coolest stuff his followers were using or developing needed dimensional shenanigans to form or stay stable. Even the damn wires needed special universal laws to exist.
So... he needed something more. Advanced. New ideas.
The best example he knew of was probably Commander Data from Star Trek. Even in THAT Realm the damn android was beyond advanced, so advanced that duplicating the feat was something entire worlds attempted and (the majority of times) failed at. Oh he had some issues, like difficulty experiencing emotions or whatever, but fixes for that existed in the television series itself so Adam should be able to do something.
But that realm had an entire civilization of almost all powerful creatures named 'Q' that actively watched humans in general and Data particularly. Time manipulation, Reality manipulation, the works. Not to mention the other way powerful forces and such that filled the dang place.
Adam would be lucky to just be kept as a pet or something if not instantly wiped out if they felt offended by his presence. For now.
Point was, he would NOT be disabling the safety features of his 'Transfer' ability. After all, 'Q' wasn't the ONLY god like beings out there, and the ability to avoid realities with malicious ones was worth not visiting Star Trek for a while.
Still, androids and gynoids existed in multiple stories and movies and such.
He had almost left a day or so ago, but in the middle of discussing it with his girls Squishy had popped in and informed the group that Eidolon had suddenly joined the System.
Immediately Twilight started examining his shard, and quickly dragged CD, Squishy, and a surprisingly reluctant Simmy into the job, and the benefits began rolling in.
First of all, his ability was a template for rapid selection of power units and a great boon to 'Manipulation', 'Research', 'Harmony', and well... anything that needed multiprocessing features. Twilight had said something about how much it was synergizing with the 'Queen Administrator' shard that Variance Villa had found earlier this month, and then they were off to the races.
Not sure how Taylor had gotten the thing, really. Had it always locked onto her and the System just helped out? At least that child didn't have to be emotionally abused for years to get the damn thing. Anyway.
Even while they worked, Eidolon was being quite the team player. Every time he selected a power for one of his empty power slots, he had a habit of trying out a dozen or so options before setting down on a single effect or ability. In a single day he could access hundreds of powers, or if the guy was bored even more.
All those powers, powers that belonged to the 'Thinker' entity, the one that was 'dead' and therefore unable to complain or set off doomsday scenarios?
Yoink!
Twilight left a process running that did nothing but record all the new dimensional addresses for those power shards and the reported properties of such. Her other teams were having a field day debating which ones should be consumed and converted next, and each crystal shard handled as such helped teach Adam's power how to build 'Crystal Power Shards' in more effiecent and effective ways.
Needless to say, he didn't want to leave to a new Realm in the middle of all these delicious power ups.
Still... he looked at his virtual plans and designs.
He wanted his girls to be safe, even if this Realm and his powers vanished. And organic bodies had issues that he didn't accept, enhanced as he could make them aside.
A fully artificial body with human sensations, the ability to self repair, and the ability to procreate with organic bodies. It would have to be a long term goal.
For now...
He continued to tinker in his lab. The more he understood about electronics, programing, and robotics now, the easier the long term projects would become.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
It was art.
The work of generations, trillions of pieces that interwove a tapestry of intent.
It was flawed. Uncountable failures and setbacks, each overcome, each growing the beauty of the final design.
It was fluid. Constant adjustments were needed at every level, more than any one person could ever control. He had needed to trick people into serving his purpose with care and ignorance and bribery.
And, even with the most recent setback, even with his plans partially exposed and his identity revealed to those meddlesome fools, even with his personal wounds grave and his body artificially aged by dozens of decades...
It was time.
Fighting an army of psychic warriors, one that can read the future and predict the present... it took the delicate fingers of death and deceit years of subtle works and twisted whispering to battle.
Generations of suicidal attacks, of sacrificing apprentice and master over and over, and now the Light Side was veiled. Hidden from all but himself and his people.
Underground works, political intrigue, generations of careful alliances and betrayals, and now Jedi no longer married, had children, nor even permitted themselves to feel emotions on any level. Near robots, denied compassion, love, or passion... so easy to twist and convert.
Multiple worlds fell under his rule, armies uncountable on both sides danced to his whims, and the remaining few Jedi not secretly turned or killed in far off lands were now surrounded by minions of his own creation, with mental triggers set to end it all. Their communication inhibited and watched, their support groups scattered and strained from ongoing war.
But Sidious had not accomplished so much by being hasty.
Even so spread, even so surrounded, Jedi warriors were famous for last minute saves and surviving the impossible. Unable to see the future, they could still predict the local events, see the tide of battle. To ensure success, he needed them unaware. Disturbed. Distracted.
His apprentice, now Darth Lord Vader, was about to move with his 501st Legion.
The Jedi Temple was barely defended.
Let's see how well those damn Light slaves fought when the screams of children fill their minds.
He had armies. He had advanced weapons and ships. He had the Force, and the Chosen One selected to bring balance to the universe was corrupted to his designs. His foes were unaware, surrounded, and about to be mentally handicapped while unknown traitors awoke to new orders.
Nothing could stop him now.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Adam nodded. Everything here was mostly handled, and he could return near instantly anyway.
He gave Dragon and the others the heads up, got some well wishes back, and focused.
No idea where he would end up, so human body. Suit was probably fine. Weapon?
He formed a black rod of Flame Metal, and began filling it with pure energy. A small ball of blue magic sang as it danced off the end. It would be good enough, and he could adapt pretty well. Even worked as a light source!
Right, now... restrictions.
No safe travel. Arrive at an 'interesting' time. No language package. No reality insertion. Etc.
Goal: Gain Advanced Technology for Robotics.
Ooh, it was even cheaper than before! It looked like the constant advancements his followers made here in Worm was helping lower the costs.
Any other options then?
...No. Too expensive. The Language option alone was STUPID expensive. How many languages did this place even have!? Whatever.
"Transfer: Abyss."
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Bene nearly slipped as she ran through the door leading to the emergency room. A rapid code locked the door for what little use it would do before she began feeling the room.
Thank the force, they were all here.
Little Zett Jukassa stood at the front of the small crowd of children, his blue light saber the only light in the unpowered room. His face relaxed slightly as he recognized her.
She snapped out. "Report."
Zett nodded. "I got the emergency signal before the power went out, and gathered all the Younglings I could. I was unable to contact outside, but had the older children grab any supplies they could on the way here."
Only a few of the younger children were crying or sniffling, honestly she was very proud at how well they were handling the situation. If only they had more time.
Her expression must have set something off in his mind. "Is this a Separatist attack? How long until the reinforcements arrive?"
She glanced at the younger children. No... nothing she could say would change anything. No reason to crush their hope. "It is an attack. I am not sure when reinforcements can get here, so we need to find a separate escape route if possible, defend carefully until then. The standard operating procedures we have however may be compromised."
Of course they were compromised, the one leading the slaughter was a Sith in black armor and a squad from the Republic itself. The same Republic that objected to 'overly expensive' protections and protocols, who had all the floor plans for this building, who had enforced laws restricting weapons and armor while in the building, and so forth.
Something must had slipped, as she noticed Zett go wide eyed... then serious. "Right. Smallest ones, to the back room. I need two of the oldest to keep them calm and if possible, try to get everyone to do meditation exercises. The Force will guide us."
Bene fought back the despair in her heart. The Force had nothing to say despite her frantic begging. It felt hidden, like it had for years now. Barely accessible.
And the hallway began to thump with the sounds of armored feet.
She stood at the front of these young boys, girls, and others. These innocents.
A few had training sabers, training tools unable to do more than lightly sunburn an unarmed person. Worthless against the clone armor, worthless against a true lightsaber. But anything that kept what little hope they had left alive was worth it.
She gestured silently for Zett to move to the edge, hopefully catching the first few invaders by surprise as they focused on killing her first.
Even as the room fell into silence, the ever louder attempts at someone trying to open the door grew and grew.
Then it all stopped, and something overly optimistic and innocent inside of her thought that someone had come to save them. That they had some more time. Just a few more seconds.
The red light of slowly melting metal burned her hope away.
The red beam of power that pierced the door and began to melt away at the frame killed anything left.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Even under his despair and rage, Anakin Skywalker felt the rich flavor of the Dark Side pull him forward on his path. The stain of these betrayers, these fools that had held him back for years, it would all be cleansed.
These tainted children would thank him on some level, able to escape life of hypocrisy and pain that he had to suffer. His burned stump, fractured bones, and robotic limb were nearly puppeted by the force itself now, its weakness unable to handle full Jedi combat even as the charred nerves screamed against the material.
He would have to redesign them later.
His red lightsaber burned another inch through the door.
It was slower going than when he was at his prime. Unlike when using the Light Side, the Dark Side cared not for his pain or anger, but for the passion itself. It didn't try and heal his wounds or keep him calm, but used everything to drive his mind forward. For more. It tempted him to let go and lose himself.
If the Light was numb robotic apathy, the Dark was flaming passion and self gratification.
He allowed none of it to move him from his goal.
This was a harsh task, but necessary. With the death of these things, all his other targets would die like the womp rats they were. Screaming. As they should.
They took his mother, they held back his training, they prevented him from gaining enough power to save his love. Each thought pulsed dark energies through his body, through his robotic limbs, into the air.
They all deserved nothing less.
Moments before the door was fully compromised, he felt the burning of the force screech a warning.
The red glowing metal seemed to... twist?
He signaled his men to retreat even as the metal seemed to catch on fire. Strange, eldritch blue flames.
Then a mountain fell on the world and he fell unconscious, unaware of his men frantically carrying him off to medical and trying to set up defense positions as they fell back.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Adam felt himself enter the new Realm easily.
Too easily.
He didn't even have time to make a choice or anything, something inside it just snagged his essence and smashed him into a door. Something like a white hand or vines or something had just... flung him.
...The hell!?
He forced the nearby pathetic flames to grow, to give him enough energy to form a body here.
Adam barely had enough time to see two kids with glowing rod toys before something clicked inside his rapidly forming skeletal body... and his magic just smushed down.
Not in the physical world, thankfully, or several miles of this place would have been crumpled, but he barely had time to hold his power back from the children in front of him before feeling something crumple behind him. And another. And uh. Shit.
He glanced at the... nope, they were unconscious too. Not the youngest ones, but the two oldest. Just unconscious though, not mentally smushed. Probably.
At least it didn't feel like he had killed those... thirty? Forty? Huh. That was a lot of random people being knocked out.
What the hell. Why only those people? And he could feel some large group of others frantically trying to escape the building. At least THAT seemed reasonable.
And now the children were staring at him. And he forgot the whole skin stuff, so he was currently skeleton in a suit.
Wonderful.
He gave a weak smile. "Hello! I don't suppose anyone can tell me what is going on?"
One of the other... oh. That wasn't human. She was cute though, even with the head tentacles... Oh.
This was Star Wars, wasn't it? Really should have picked that up earlier. Dang.
Anyway, she seemed older than most of the others, excepting the two unconscious kids with what were probably light sabers, now thankfully deactivated.
She cautiously walked forward. "Fru yna oui? Hu, fryd yna oui?"
...Crud.
Just. Wonderful.
Eidolon floated over the South Pacific sea, the waves ignored.
He... felt conflicted.
The Endbringers had been the focus of his training, the unreachable peak, the monster in the dark for him to one day triumph over.
True, the more times he... failed... the harder it was to stand back up and fight again.
With each death, his emotional burden grew... having not already conquered the beasts, each death fell on his shoulders.
When he suddenly gained a FOURTH open power slot, he thought his day of victory had finally arrived!
But to have them just vanish...
His heart was empty.
All those fights seemed pointless. All that pain. All those sleepless nights, those secret training hours. He once spent three days before the next projected attack alone in his room, frantically changing his selected powers. Hoping for some combination of three that would save everyone, and prove how powerful and important he was.
Even when he found his abilities start to fail, the powerful skills weakening, he still had hope. There were just SO MANY abilities, skills, and tricks.
But what was the point now?
Conversely, he did feel some level of peace. At least, assuming the monsters don't come back, the innocent wouldn't die at his feet anymore. The crowds wouldn't be snuffed out like an afterthought.
But what... what use was he now?
No one used a nuclear tank to sweep a street, or a hydraulic press to knit.
He was a man filled with life threatening powers... with no tasks to his level. No challenges.
Eidolon, now more or less simply David, looked down at the sheet of paper his friend had passed.
It was a personal thing, hand written by Legend on his way to take out another 'threat', if normal Parahumans could count as one. It told of his experiences with the new powers sweeping the globe.
Before, he had scoffed. He had goals. Now?
"Variance, I... I need worthy opponents."
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Simmy frowned. Then made some choices.
'New Class: Challenger! When fighting an opponent, may restrict power to an equivalent level or lower. The more restrictions enabled, the greater the reward!'
There. Let him choke on it.
She went back to choosing sexy outfits to mess with Narwhal's afternoon. Something lacy.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Adam wiped the sea water from his face and looked back at the Bay.
This was like the third or fourth time he had been called back here. First, the deeper sections he had created needed plant life and smaller creatures to encourage fish spawning. Secondly, the faith based barriers he had placed had to be adjusted, because a couple had been filtering out salt which was messing with everything.
Now, he was reintroducing more sea life, even if said creatures were being modified to 'Peak' 'Recovery' levels. The fishing areas near the swimming peers had been useless without them, and the new artificial reefs were made with bright colors... because why not.
Ironically, having more girls in his life had increased his free time and lowered the amount of sexy time. He and Narwhal had slowed things down to not pressure CD, CN, or Simmy (Although Simmy took this as a challenge somehow), and the girls had taken several nights out.
This did leave Adam more time for his own projects, which was needed, but well... somehow after so much frantic work taking time off seemed wasteful.
He checked again... theoretically THIS time there should be a balance without one particular animal eating all the others. A few spawning areas that restricted creatures to a single species should ensure that he didn't have to come down here every month or so. No chance of over fishing, as the 'spawn pits' wouldn't allow babies to escape until they reach a certain size... probably.
Whatever, this was more than good enough. Might be too much in fact, to the point where seafood was likely to become a major export of the area. Meh.
He 'Transferred' home, moving towards his lab.
This latest project was personally important.
Artificial Intelligence Hardware.
Dragon. Cyber Dragon. And technically Cyber Narwhal, Twilight, and Nightmare Moon... Or was she going by Luna Dark full time now?
They could run off his massive super computer setup, for now. But they were tied. Restricted.
There were worlds out there where computers the size of his thumb could run a full AI. Solo. With power and cooling included.
His attempts to create something similar had shown him some disturbing issues.
He could pull it off pretty easily. Worm tinkertech handled multiple dimension devices amazingly well, so having all the big parts in another layer or layering lots of small things in one space would allow fast data transfer and 'small' local size.
But moving that through Realms? No.
And based on Squishy's opinion, the other realities (MLP and Inuyasha) did NOT handle the same kind of dimensional shenanigans with any level of grace or dignity.
The best he could do was design great hardware, convert it into a spell, and anchor it to a small object. It worked very well, but the issue again was the hardware.
Almost all the coolest stuff his followers were using or developing needed dimensional shenanigans to form or stay stable. Even the damn wires needed special universal laws to exist.
So... he needed something more. Advanced. New ideas.
The best example he knew of was probably Commander Data from Star Trek. Even in THAT Realm the damn android was beyond advanced, so advanced that duplicating the feat was something entire worlds attempted and (the majority of times) failed at. Oh he had some issues, like difficulty experiencing emotions or whatever, but fixes for that existed in the television series itself so Adam should be able to do something.
But that realm had an entire civilization of almost all powerful creatures named 'Q' that actively watched humans in general and Data particularly. Time manipulation, Reality manipulation, the works. Not to mention the other way powerful forces and such that filled the dang place.
Adam would be lucky to just be kept as a pet or something if not instantly wiped out if they felt offended by his presence. For now.
Point was, he would NOT be disabling the safety features of his 'Transfer' ability. After all, 'Q' wasn't the ONLY god like beings out there, and the ability to avoid realities with malicious ones was worth not visiting Star Trek for a while.
Still, androids and gynoids existed in multiple stories and movies and such.
He had almost left a day or so ago, but in the middle of discussing it with his girls Squishy had popped in and informed the group that Eidolon had suddenly joined the System.
Immediately Twilight started examining his shard, and quickly dragged CD, Squishy, and a surprisingly reluctant Simmy into the job, and the benefits began rolling in.
First of all, his ability was a template for rapid selection of power units and a great boon to 'Manipulation', 'Research', 'Harmony', and well... anything that needed multiprocessing features. Twilight had said something about how much it was synergizing with the 'Queen Administrator' shard that Variance Villa had found earlier this month, and then they were off to the races.
Not sure how Taylor had gotten the thing, really. Had it always locked onto her and the System just helped out? At least that child didn't have to be emotionally abused for years to get the damn thing. Anyway.
Even while they worked, Eidolon was being quite the team player. Every time he selected a power for one of his empty power slots, he had a habit of trying out a dozen or so options before setting down on a single effect or ability. In a single day he could access hundreds of powers, or if the guy was bored even more.
All those powers, powers that belonged to the 'Thinker' entity, the one that was 'dead' and therefore unable to complain or set off doomsday scenarios?
Yoink!
Twilight left a process running that did nothing but record all the new dimensional addresses for those power shards and the reported properties of such. Her other teams were having a field day debating which ones should be consumed and converted next, and each crystal shard handled as such helped teach Adam's power how to build 'Crystal Power Shards' in more effiecent and effective ways.
Needless to say, he didn't want to leave to a new Realm in the middle of all these delicious power ups.
Still... he looked at his virtual plans and designs.
He wanted his girls to be safe, even if this Realm and his powers vanished. And organic bodies had issues that he didn't accept, enhanced as he could make them aside.
A fully artificial body with human sensations, the ability to self repair, and the ability to procreate with organic bodies. It would have to be a long term goal.
For now...
He continued to tinker in his lab. The more he understood about electronics, programing, and robotics now, the easier the long term projects would become.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
It was art.
The work of generations, trillions of pieces that interwove a tapestry of intent.
It was flawed. Uncountable failures and setbacks, each overcome, each growing the beauty of the final design.
It was fluid. Constant adjustments were needed at every level, more than any one person could ever control. He had needed to trick people into serving his purpose with care and ignorance and bribery.
And, even with the most recent setback, even with his plans partially exposed and his identity revealed to those meddlesome fools, even with his personal wounds grave and his body artificially aged by dozens of decades...
It was time.
Fighting an army of psychic warriors, one that can read the future and predict the present... it took the delicate fingers of death and deceit years of subtle works and twisted whispering to battle.
Generations of suicidal attacks, of sacrificing apprentice and master over and over, and now the Light Side was veiled. Hidden from all but himself and his people.
Underground works, political intrigue, generations of careful alliances and betrayals, and now Jedi no longer married, had children, nor even permitted themselves to feel emotions on any level. Near robots, denied compassion, love, or passion... so easy to twist and convert.
Multiple worlds fell under his rule, armies uncountable on both sides danced to his whims, and the remaining few Jedi not secretly turned or killed in far off lands were now surrounded by minions of his own creation, with mental triggers set to end it all. Their communication inhibited and watched, their support groups scattered and strained from ongoing war.
But Sidious had not accomplished so much by being hasty.
Even so spread, even so surrounded, Jedi warriors were famous for last minute saves and surviving the impossible. Unable to see the future, they could still predict the local events, see the tide of battle. To ensure success, he needed them unaware. Disturbed. Distracted.
His apprentice, now Darth Lord Vader, was about to move with his 501st Legion.
The Jedi Temple was barely defended.
Let's see how well those damn Light slaves fought when the screams of children fill their minds.
He had armies. He had advanced weapons and ships. He had the Force, and the Chosen One selected to bring balance to the universe was corrupted to his designs. His foes were unaware, surrounded, and about to be mentally handicapped while unknown traitors awoke to new orders.
Nothing could stop him now.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Adam nodded. Everything here was mostly handled, and he could return near instantly anyway.
He gave Dragon and the others the heads up, got some well wishes back, and focused.
No idea where he would end up, so human body. Suit was probably fine. Weapon?
He formed a black rod of Flame Metal, and began filling it with pure energy. A small ball of blue magic sang as it danced off the end. It would be good enough, and he could adapt pretty well. Even worked as a light source!
Right, now... restrictions.
No safe travel. Arrive at an 'interesting' time. No language package. No reality insertion. Etc.
Goal: Gain Advanced Technology for Robotics.
Ooh, it was even cheaper than before! It looked like the constant advancements his followers made here in Worm was helping lower the costs.
Any other options then?
...No. Too expensive. The Language option alone was STUPID expensive. How many languages did this place even have!? Whatever.
"Transfer: Abyss."
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Bene nearly slipped as she ran through the door leading to the emergency room. A rapid code locked the door for what little use it would do before she began feeling the room.
Thank the force, they were all here.
Little Zett Jukassa stood at the front of the small crowd of children, his blue light saber the only light in the unpowered room. His face relaxed slightly as he recognized her.
She snapped out. "Report."
Zett nodded. "I got the emergency signal before the power went out, and gathered all the Younglings I could. I was unable to contact outside, but had the older children grab any supplies they could on the way here."
Only a few of the younger children were crying or sniffling, honestly she was very proud at how well they were handling the situation. If only they had more time.
Her expression must have set something off in his mind. "Is this a Separatist attack? How long until the reinforcements arrive?"
She glanced at the younger children. No... nothing she could say would change anything. No reason to crush their hope. "It is an attack. I am not sure when reinforcements can get here, so we need to find a separate escape route if possible, defend carefully until then. The standard operating procedures we have however may be compromised."
Of course they were compromised, the one leading the slaughter was a Sith in black armor and a squad from the Republic itself. The same Republic that objected to 'overly expensive' protections and protocols, who had all the floor plans for this building, who had enforced laws restricting weapons and armor while in the building, and so forth.
Something must had slipped, as she noticed Zett go wide eyed... then serious. "Right. Smallest ones, to the back room. I need two of the oldest to keep them calm and if possible, try to get everyone to do meditation exercises. The Force will guide us."
Bene fought back the despair in her heart. The Force had nothing to say despite her frantic begging. It felt hidden, like it had for years now. Barely accessible.
And the hallway began to thump with the sounds of armored feet.
She stood at the front of these young boys, girls, and others. These innocents.
A few had training sabers, training tools unable to do more than lightly sunburn an unarmed person. Worthless against the clone armor, worthless against a true lightsaber. But anything that kept what little hope they had left alive was worth it.
She gestured silently for Zett to move to the edge, hopefully catching the first few invaders by surprise as they focused on killing her first.
Even as the room fell into silence, the ever louder attempts at someone trying to open the door grew and grew.
Then it all stopped, and something overly optimistic and innocent inside of her thought that someone had come to save them. That they had some more time. Just a few more seconds.
The red light of slowly melting metal burned her hope away.
The red beam of power that pierced the door and began to melt away at the frame killed anything left.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Even under his despair and rage, Anakin Skywalker felt the rich flavor of the Dark Side pull him forward on his path. The stain of these betrayers, these fools that had held him back for years, it would all be cleansed.
These tainted children would thank him on some level, able to escape life of hypocrisy and pain that he had to suffer. His burned stump, fractured bones, and robotic limb were nearly puppeted by the force itself now, its weakness unable to handle full Jedi combat even as the charred nerves screamed against the material.
He would have to redesign them later.
His red lightsaber burned another inch through the door.
It was slower going than when he was at his prime. Unlike when using the Light Side, the Dark Side cared not for his pain or anger, but for the passion itself. It didn't try and heal his wounds or keep him calm, but used everything to drive his mind forward. For more. It tempted him to let go and lose himself.
If the Light was numb robotic apathy, the Dark was flaming passion and self gratification.
He allowed none of it to move him from his goal.
This was a harsh task, but necessary. With the death of these things, all his other targets would die like the womp rats they were. Screaming. As they should.
They took his mother, they held back his training, they prevented him from gaining enough power to save his love. Each thought pulsed dark energies through his body, through his robotic limbs, into the air.
They all deserved nothing less.
Moments before the door was fully compromised, he felt the burning of the force screech a warning.
The red glowing metal seemed to... twist?
He signaled his men to retreat even as the metal seemed to catch on fire. Strange, eldritch blue flames.
Then a mountain fell on the world and he fell unconscious, unaware of his men frantically carrying him off to medical and trying to set up defense positions as they fell back.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Adam felt himself enter the new Realm easily.
Too easily.
He didn't even have time to make a choice or anything, something inside it just snagged his essence and smashed him into a door. Something like a white hand or vines or something had just... flung him.
...The hell!?
He forced the nearby pathetic flames to grow, to give him enough energy to form a body here.
Adam barely had enough time to see two kids with glowing rod toys before something clicked inside his rapidly forming skeletal body... and his magic just smushed down.
Not in the physical world, thankfully, or several miles of this place would have been crumpled, but he barely had time to hold his power back from the children in front of him before feeling something crumple behind him. And another. And uh. Shit.
He glanced at the... nope, they were unconscious too. Not the youngest ones, but the two oldest. Just unconscious though, not mentally smushed. Probably.
At least it didn't feel like he had killed those... thirty? Forty? Huh. That was a lot of random people being knocked out.
What the hell. Why only those people? And he could feel some large group of others frantically trying to escape the building. At least THAT seemed reasonable.
And now the children were staring at him. And he forgot the whole skin stuff, so he was currently skeleton in a suit.
Wonderful.
He gave a weak smile. "Hello! I don't suppose anyone can tell me what is going on?"
One of the other... oh. That wasn't human. She was cute though, even with the head tentacles... Oh.
This was Star Wars, wasn't it? Really should have picked that up earlier. Dang.
Anyway, she seemed older than most of the others, excepting the two unconscious kids with what were probably light sabers, now thankfully deactivated.
She cautiously walked forward. "Fru yna oui? Hu, fryd yna oui?"
...Crud.
Just. Wonderful.
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Adam got yeeted by the light into Anakins face.
How can you top that?
Ashkari
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Yeah I gotta admit, I'm wondering why he doesn't look for an options that's 'Speak Most Common Language' or 'Speak a single random realm-native language' or something like that. Should be much cheaper than trying to buy a full-spectrum power. At least then he might be able to find an interpreter.
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It IS an option, one you can gain when Realm traveling.
It is expensive. The cost goes even higher if you want to be fluent. Even more if you want to understand references and common sayings. Even more so if you want proper inflection.
Want a second language? Ouch. Three? Exponential Ouch.
Don't even talk about all of them.
The most cheap method with full ability is to accept the Realm's option. The most cheap method period is to suck it up, use 'Harmony', and learn as you go.
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Because he has been gaining powers and abilities specifically to deal being in an completely different culture and society.
Edit: My predictions for future drops
*Gets dropped next to Cthulu*
*Starts talking about how nice the local mortals are*
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I want to see him in RWBY because the little Baku would become the Grimm's bogeyman AND i can just see Nora having a mental breakdown over wich is better, a Baku or a Sloth. Also it could give him a "soul" based power set based mostly on Semblances and their own version of magic.
And then he "accidentally" finds and "liberates" the Maidens and Relics.
So, I have this headcannon of mine, that all those worlds that come from lightnovels, you know, those worlds with levels and classes and skills, that they all started like this. A god like being started giving out powers and stuff, and started developing new powers as their followers expanded on their abilities.
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He'd be like a nuclear reactor of Aura with his soul that's been powered up and refined enough to withstand dimensional travel.
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He's got like SO much relationship going on right now, this seems like a poor idea.
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It would still be highly amusing and entertaining. And at least admit you were thinking about the entertainment value.
Truck-Sama
An adventure awaits...
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Well if you want mass robotics I guess Star Wars is a good universe to go to. Not the most advanced robotics in the multiverse but honestly easier to obtain the knowledge and hardware.
I kinda want to see what would happen if he let an Endbringer lose in the SW universe, I don't think SW has anything that can counter an Endbringer besides maybe those ancient force abominations like Abeloth.
I kinda want to see what would happen if he let an Endbringer lose in the SW universe, I don't think SW has anything that can counter an Endbringer besides maybe those ancient force abominations like Abeloth.
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Unlike other Realms, Star Wars is one of the few where you can say 'Nope!' and leave the whole damn planet. Wouldn't help much with Simmy, but the other two would be out of options mostly.
I have to admit that Star Wars isn't very high on my list of "settings that don't have annoying cosmic forces that might swat you down". I mean, the Father, Son and Daughter are sort of like that, and there's some seriously problematic EU stuff out there. I mean, I don't think Star Wars has conventional ROBs or anything, but they *do* have a bunch of cosmic forces and such that could serve much the same function.
Really, it's a shame that this format means that he can't go to one-stop-shop supers verses that'd have everything he needs, due to the inevitable extreme high tier stuff in them.
Really, it's a shame that this format means that he can't go to one-stop-shop supers verses that'd have everything he needs, due to the inevitable extreme high tier stuff in them.
Star Wars is mostly staying out of our way.
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I knew about the three, but also that they didn't really mess with the canon story much.
In this particular AU, they are busy elsewhere. Mostly. Enough to just watch rather than bitch slap Adam to heel.
And honestly, some ROBs make universe travel REALLY horrible. You show up on a starship in Star Trek and everyone notices you instantly, etc. You help an orphan and get called a child eater or something. etc.
Thankfully, I would argue that going to an OP universe like Dragon Ball or DC or Marvel SHOULD require some careful preparation and some emergency exits. NOT doing so seems foolish.
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Lol
Yeet
Anakin's internal dialogue was... Damn
Dark side is really bad juju
Wonder how Adam's gonna deal with the force
May he live in interesting times
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