Broken Adventure
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...Do Jedi Watch Porn?
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//Watches the Younglings continue to chase Kaa with training sabers.
...I am pretty sure they are occupied.
Especially with unlimited HoloNet access and a library filling up with forbidden knowledge and stolen info.
And whatever Shirley had access to media wise before hand.
And whatever Simmy thought would be fun to add in.
...I bet there is a ton of porn if you aren't careful while browsing that Library. The Dark side would love it.
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You known never thought of all the porn star wars would have. Like with just humans we already have so much that you could never watch it all. But a galaxy filled with so many species/worlds Would have an insane amount.
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Let the porn flow through you.
LostArchivist
Sane, unfortunately.
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Oh dear. Yeah, that's going to freak people out. It sounds like their current tech is alarmingly like that of Warhammer 40K, in terms of powerful-but-really-stupid.
Let's hope the third time's the charm? There's been multiple major Droid rebellions.
To be fair, between Eldar induced AI rebellion and technology outside vetted and consecrated STCs being randomly infestable by C̪͔̯̯̖̎͆ͧ͆hͭ̓̂̆ạ̲̻̿ͤͭ̾o̱̗̗͌s͕̩̫ they don't have much agency options or choice there. In this case if it's looks stupid but works? It's better then having somethig posessing your tank, cyberlimb, power armor or lasrifle seemingly at random.
And I hadn't considered the droid beeing essentially slaves in star wars was due to everyone having some basic level of force empathy. I always figured it was just the weird acceptance of slavery prevalent in Star Wars.
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In lore droids have a nasty habit of going Skynet from time to time because Droid intelligence is as stable as the Dr Who timeline. The general prevalence of slavery doesn't help much either. Or the Sith occasionally rolling through and trying to inspire a new branch of horror film....Damn, Some days Star Wars can make 40k seem not so bad.
Tinker Time!
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Another batch of hardware reviewed, and Adam was whistling levels of happy.
Racist bastards those developers must have been, but hardware designs? Beautiful.
Yeah, it was bad to make something like a word editor into a hardware chip, and the idea of program patching was pretty much non-existent. Everyone had to replace physical boards and junk for each upgrade or new version.
But the benefit? Especially because every single designer worked from scratch and had to basically reinvent and re-optimize the wheel?
He had THOUSANDS of designs for each potential component to include in his new General Purpose Cognitive Module (GPC Modules!) now.
Random access memory (RAM)? Some were faster to refresh, some faster to access info, some faster for storing such, some faster for transferring from one section to another, some used less power, some used less components, and so on and so forth.
Heck, he had begun developing whole classes of new memory designs at this point! Some that were best for rapid calculation work, some best for long term storage, some best for preloading programs... the possibilities were pretty vast. And that was just memory!
As it was he aimed to give his GPC three types of RAM. One for standard use, one for high speed work (It was amazing, but degraded physically and needed to be repaired before continued use), and one for low power use (Emergency stuff).
Every part he worked on was given similar design choices.
That said, the processing units for 'standard use' were (of course) far beyond what was on the market. Heck, it was beyond the black market as well. It was only to be expected, since the public stuff actively used very poor connections, weak hardware, and non-optimized design choices.
The fact that droids could somehow achieve sentience with all those setbacks really implied that the Force was attempting to help in some way.
He didn't bother with all the multi-core or multi-processor designs from Earth, the single processor (even when under heavy load) could use software alone to dynamically allocate sections of its own hardware to act as a separate processor if needed. So one processor could reconfigure itself to act as a 512 core processor, or as 1028 individual processors with lower hardware specifications, or what was needed based on the programs being run.
And this universe had whole industries about adding outside hardware to existing systems, so if for some reason the over powered GPC module wasn't enough to handle the job a second 'brain' could be added and the software Simmy was helping with would make the two act as a single unit with extra resources, rather than a group of arguing individuals. Probably another safeguard to prevent anything from becoming complicated enough to become 'alive', and likely kept to reduce how many system wipes had to be applied.
Honestly, it was a joy to work with so many well developed and tested schematics. It may only be due to the large number of power charges dedicated to 'Research' and 'Technomancy', but each new test and experiment felt fresh and exciting!
Right now they were ignoring hardware costs or complexity to create a basic template to work towards, but later they would design the standard 'Lowest components needed', 'Local supplies only', 'Best available', and 'Magic/Prayer/Soul/Etc enhanced' versions.
That said, even with the 'recovery mode' and the 'overdrive mode' options included the GPC module was only the size of a baseball or so. And that was without the optimization options that were planned... After surrounding this thing with a ring of Ember Generators for power, stability, and outside safety, the new droid brain would be powerful AND secured for further designs.
Simmy had drifted off to design some 'hardware to software' conversion tools, both to help the software library grow if he wasn't in this Realm and to allow existing Droids to easily convert into forms compatible with the GPC modules being developed. Her actions had drawn the attention of the Temple, and they had discovered that Shirley found the entire exercise fascinating.
So uh. Shirley was handling the module conversions into software now. And had been ordering all kinds of stuff to scan in, to see if the actual products in use were modified from the digital schematics Adam and Simmy were working off of. Which he hadn't considered, and was probably a good idea.
Well, whatever made HIS work load easier.
Adam held up the GPC module, parts pulled open by his many limbs and tools and reconfigured, simplified.
It was a bit pretty. Layers of durasteel in very fine mesh supported the three dimensional calculation boards. In a technological base that allowed fine control of gravity, magnetism, and something close to pure telekinesis, along with sensors and such, the need to print entire batches of processors and hope that at least one didn't fail or be damaged or have design flaws was no longer a conscern.
Indeed, Earth's standard printing practices tended to make hardware with extra components, so if one or two areas were damaged the chip as a whole could still be used by disabling those sections with software or hardware flags. It prevented loss in profit without expensive or impossible improvements in factory hardware.
Not an issue here though. The level of control, of quality assurance, even for basic production was staggering.
So each component was just enough, barely capable, to work as designed. The only reason that the sparkling structure in his hand had duplicate sections at all was to include the parts needed for emergency operation and overdrive activation. The orb twinkled like a snow globe, but would require equipment worth billions if Earth tried to construct one with available tools and programs.
Inside the orb was thin hair like structures, that looked like rainbows twisted into wires.. but each wire was actually the equivilant of a circuit board itself. The processors that those wires connected to were intersected each other, each component calculated to be as close as possible as those needed to help them run. The few lights used for emergency communication and debugging sparkled, tiny flecks of gold beneath silver wires and black mesh.
In a real measurable fashion, the more compressed and small the finished module was the more powerful the final product became. If he was willing to include dimensional shenanigans in this particular version, it would reach silly levels of ability. Well, if the product stayed in the Worm Realm, at least.
Satisfied, he pulled it all apart and began designing a new version that would use as little valuable components as possible.
The first version using only substandard materials was going to be the size of a truck, but he could fix that with some more finagling.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Bene watched from one of the new towers, now the highest points of the Jedi Temple. Or Shirley Temple. Whichever.
The facilities, previously larger than most cities on less developed worlds, had undergone continuous mutation now. One could watch walls rise and fall, rooms move and shift, and towers reach to the stars and sink into the depths. Something massive was slowly forming on one side close to the walls, while the other edges would twist into more complexity or flex into simple patterns and shapes.
It actually helped her a bit with meditation.
But still, the crowds of soldiers outside these walls stayed watching. The pointless assaults of energy fell from the sky like rain.
On the other hand, now that she wasn't so gripped with fear and concern... Watching the sky drip energy was very beautiful. Especially as the ground wasn't boiling into plasma as expected.
Still, she could see very large land based vehicles and mobile artillery moving in... and even if the defenses had been beyond her expectations so far, she felt that the strange robot downstairs should be informed.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Simmy had kicked him out of his own damn project.
Apparently, she LOVED working with stuff that only had very minor differences for testing purposes. Some hold back maybe from manipulating entire planets of sentient beings and such.
Still, she had given him a task that was very intriguing.
Tractor Beams, Smelting Pods, Atomic Furnaces, Implosion Wrecking Balls, Collector Trowels, Debris Nets, Electrical Claws, even the Molecular Furnace itself...
They ALL had components designed to gather, manipulate, and restructure materials. Either to disassemble them or to reconstruct them into patterns.
This would help fix the major issue he had with his droid designs: Resource Gathering, Resource Storage, Resource Reconstruction... and Self repair.
In the end, he had to separate the devices, as together the parts needed caused conflicts and extra magnetic fields and all kinds of messes. The safety components alone tripled the size, not to mention the danger of explosion or worse, cascade core collapse. Also, when clumped into one block of junk, it was bigger than a few houses. And ugly.
Thus he now had three new devices.
The first was a disassembler, able to decay material and collect it into a more compact, stable form. With a lack of a better idea, he named it the 'Gather Beam', although Simmy was pushing for 'Resource Reclamation Laser' and 'Extractor Cannon' for some reason. Ignoring her was becoming something like an art form.
The second was a storage/collection design, and by its very nature it was massive. It used some very advanced hardware to calculate optimized storage solutions, keeping some elements as gasses, liquids, solids, or near plasma conditions based on how they would react to other materials gathered and already stored. Gravity, temperature, magnetic fields, electrical fields, and more were generated and modified to ensure the stability and compactness of the elements gathered.
The increased armor layers and manipulation tools therefore included would ensure the safe compression and storage of all kinds of stuff, even the strange energy that Energy Capacitors held in this Realm. It also had components to ensure rapid and safe material insertion and extraction, even when passing through some flexible tubing designed to handle the stress and odd conditions.
Useful, easy to build, and boring... he just called them 'Storage Units' and moved on.
The last was mostly based on the Molecular Furnace output components. The majority of the furnace's large parts and unstable pieces were focused on safely converting materials as efficiently as possible into the requested material, but the gadgets on the output side were much smaller and VERY good at taking the materials at hand and outputting them into the final designs. Again, Adam went with 'Constructor Beam' and ignored Simmy's list of odd names.
Shirley didn't even pop in to visit before she basically started filling a level with a scaled up version of the Storage Units, and her lab replaced all Adam's hard work with those assembly arms with a Gather and Constructor Beam emitter. Her lab was almost empty now with all those tools gone.
Not that he was annoyed that three hours of work and forty robotic construction arm designs got replaced by two devices the size of his finger bones. No appreciation. Meh.
It did make him feel better that Shirley was going to USE those same building limb designs in the new ship yard replacing the north quadrants of the upper Temple, even if the warm feeling cooled a bit when he realized several of the limbs had been modified to have Constructor Beam emitters attached at the end.
HE still thought a forest of robotic limbs building stuff the old way was cool. Where were the sparks, the smell of chemicals, the glow of creation? The new beams were basically red and green light shows (Chosen on purpose, both would be clear otherwise and both would be dangerous to stumble into), and barely moved as they silently constructed junk.
Stupid things didn't even make those cool gasket noises or anything. Waste of coolness. Waste of time. Waste of TiMe.
Right. Focus. Calm.
Now he was trying to focus on finding some material that the Gather beam could use as a storage medium, to allow the Constructor beam maximum variation of materials to build with using only a single substance.
Not only would it simply the Storage Units, but it would increase their capacity and allow a very tiny one to be included in his droid designs, allowing a single unit to (Very slowly) use the two attached beams to gather resources and hopefully fix itself when damaged.
Progress... was slow. Frustrating.
He was also fighting the designs to create some schematics so that if he was stranded in a strange world (Basically guaranteed) he could make some cheap version of both beams to then make a crappy Molecular Furnace... to then get good parts and replace the mess with good copies of all three and make something from there on meeting his level of quality assurance. Stuff simplified so that Dragon or CD could get it off the ground.
Each one of those objectives was hard. He had expected this. He had also expected the power charges already invested in 'Research' and 'Technomancy' to have helped solve the issue already. Because once he had a working concept using basic materials, however flawed, he could cheat with his warfare software to find more efficient and simpler options.
It was taking a while, compared to his other objectives. Unlike THOSE works, he DIDN'T have loads of tested and optimized blueprints that he could adapt and plug into his tools and just whip out an answer.
The temptation to just start a fire and use Flame Metal to fix all his issues was VERY dAMn HigH, because this was JuST NoT wOrKInG, and he was this close to just UsINg HIs BONES aS CLAWs And RiPPInG THE WHOLE...
Oh a guest.
He smiled as best as a skull could. "Can I help you, Padawan Bene?"
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
She shivered as she watched the skeletal man stalk through a hole in the wall that just opened up.
Bene wasn't sure exactly what had been bothering Variance, but the black empty eye sockets, the empty jaw, and the bone like skeletal limbs that arched from his white suit, each with long knives or teeth acting like fingers...
Yeah, better to let him go address the outside forces.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Escaping the temple, Adam breathed deeply. The air was crisp, and the smell of old flame and smoke drifted from the continuing noises as these people assaulted the Temple.
It was... calmer out here.
Huh. Looks like a Magic/Psychic/Empathic Temple, growing rapidly into a young woman-thing, was not a health place for a unicorn bone skeleton mage to spend a ton of time in.
This wasn't even an attack from the Dark or corruption by the Light, it was just peer pressure from all the emotions being compressed into the structure that had been surrounding him.
No wonder Shirley didn't stop by for a chat, he had been getting more than a bit wound up.
A quick poke by Squishy and the black 'Binding' vines that gripped his soul flexed, blue runes covering the surfaces... 'Purification' and 'Conversion' ensured external emotion or other influences couldn't duplicate that act again. Not unconsciously and without his notice, at least.
Still... He took a deep breath.
And out.
Blue fire smog filled the alley he stood in for a moment, his slender and lengthy spider like bone limbs receding into his fine suit, which crisped and seemed to glow a bit before settling.
He tugged his cuffs, then gripped the surrounding flames as they collapsed back into his cane.
Right.
The first step outside the now overly cleaned alley clicked in the night. His cane clacked right back, as white peanuts began to form behind his steps.
This whole region had been evacuated many hours ago, to ensure no one reported the presence of so many soldiers if nothing else. Adam still had almost half a day or longer before the detected machines reached the Temple, less than that before they were in firing range.
Each step left peanuts that shifted into white runes... that began to glow white and black with the Force, the energy most common in the area. Tiny blue embers of fire drifted in the night, listening to the words of the soldiers.
Just in case.
Nothing complicated. Nothing large enough to attract even more troubles, hopefully... then again, he and his place of temporary residence was already an open target.
Hmm. Well, Shirley would soon need significant amounts of energy for raw matter construction at some point anyway. And if they didn't want to wait for literal years for her existing generators to output enough power to get things done, well... why not take further advantage of these lovely aggressive guests?
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
The attacking forces were following orders, unaware that the Emperor was very busy. They continued to swap out in shifts, to try out new, or at least interesting, forms of attack over time.
Unfortunately, they did NOT really keep a watch on the area AROUND the Temple. Not on the outer edges, where a white robot in a white suit meandered with a black cane.
So no one was ready to warn the incoming forces and arriving military vehicles and weapon platforms about the pulsing marks that were slowly forming a ring around the area.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Bene almost jumped when the terrifying robot joined her at the top of the tower. "Mr. Variance... are you feeling better now?"
He seemed FAR more relaxed. And less 'underworld demon come to collect souls', which was good.
Variance chuckled. "Yes, turns out that the many emotions flooding the temple right now were causing some odd reactions in me. Fixed the issue, so no worries."
She felt the Force... seem to be apologetic? Well, it wasn't concerned at least. "Past issues, if it is handled that is good. Were you able to gather some intel on the incoming forces?"
Variance nodded. "A bit. I didn't get too close, but you would be surprised at how easy it is to overhear things with certain abilities." He pointed. "That is the command center, I think. From what I can tell the forces here were given a set of orders... and then forgotten. Lots of stuff is going on elsewhere, and upper levels of their command structure is struggling. Confusion, doubt, you name it."
She frowned. That sounded... fairly incompetent. How busy could their leadership be that they would just leave so many resources attacking a civilian target, 'Traitor' or no? It was bad optics at the very least.
Her thoughts were disrupted looking back at the action. "Is that a 'HAVw A6' Turbo Tank!? How did they even get that onto this planet without everyone freaking out!? They aren't even constructed or stored here!"
The skeleton robot blinked. "Uh... I guess? I'll be honest, I collected a ton of information about all kinds of stuff, but I am ignoring most of it cause it hurts my head to fill it with junk." His gaze watched the incoming weapon platform with fascination. "Oh, this should be humorous."
She blinked. "What?"
Before he could respond, she saw all the forces on the ground just... go dark. The sky was still full of attacks, but every patrol, emergency light station, and light emitter on the ground just went black.
Behind them, a glowing white line with black wriggles acted like a boundary marker, on one side life was carrying on like normal... on the other, all light had vanished.
An odd silence filled the region.
Now, only the soft glow of flames consuming incoming attack fire kept the area lit. Well, that and the cheerful and bright windows of the Jedi Temple itself.
She felt Variance move, but was too stunned to turn.
He hummed. "Well, that worked wonderfully!" He pointed at the white line. "Thought I would have to use my own energy to activate the runes, but it looks like the Force wanted to help out. Very useful."
If it wasn't for the white armored bodies wandering around in confusion, the silent city would have felt like a dead world. So much of her life had been surrounded by at least SOME tiny light sources, this may have been the first time she had ever seen such a massive section of a city go dark. It was almost felt like watching the darkness of space during a trip between worlds.
She weakly gestured. "What... what happened?"
Variance chuckled. "Well, we've been gathering energy from the attacks ever since they started, no? I just enlarged the area being gathered and the efficiency of collection."
His bony hand waved at the confused and alarmed army. "All their electronics still theoretically work, all their engines are still running, all the power couplings are connected. But the results, the charges in their energy capacitors, the power converter output, even reserve charges and so forth..."
Padawan Bene watched more and more vehicles cross that glowing line with no issue... only to slow as they entered the dark region, losing useful power and becoming stranded in ever larger groups.
The frantic motions at the 'headquarters' camp heavily implied that their leadership found out that all communication tools needed SOME energy to work.
Variance's glowing blue eye sockets grinned into the night. "That power is ours."
She watched him turn and vanish into the building, likely to construct more impossible things, before going back to watch the ever growing mess outside these walls.
She sighed. "I'm in charge. Yeah. Sure."
In a way, this was probably the appropriate official Jedi response. No one was dying, technically this was a method to deescalate the situation, and every attempt by the enemy to increase their attack forces was actively lowering the overall attack hardware available on the planet AND benefiting the Temple as a whole.
It was the snickering from the Force however that made all of this feel like a prank.
Racist bastards those developers must have been, but hardware designs? Beautiful.
Yeah, it was bad to make something like a word editor into a hardware chip, and the idea of program patching was pretty much non-existent. Everyone had to replace physical boards and junk for each upgrade or new version.
But the benefit? Especially because every single designer worked from scratch and had to basically reinvent and re-optimize the wheel?
He had THOUSANDS of designs for each potential component to include in his new General Purpose Cognitive Module (GPC Modules!) now.
Random access memory (RAM)? Some were faster to refresh, some faster to access info, some faster for storing such, some faster for transferring from one section to another, some used less power, some used less components, and so on and so forth.
Heck, he had begun developing whole classes of new memory designs at this point! Some that were best for rapid calculation work, some best for long term storage, some best for preloading programs... the possibilities were pretty vast. And that was just memory!
As it was he aimed to give his GPC three types of RAM. One for standard use, one for high speed work (It was amazing, but degraded physically and needed to be repaired before continued use), and one for low power use (Emergency stuff).
Every part he worked on was given similar design choices.
That said, the processing units for 'standard use' were (of course) far beyond what was on the market. Heck, it was beyond the black market as well. It was only to be expected, since the public stuff actively used very poor connections, weak hardware, and non-optimized design choices.
The fact that droids could somehow achieve sentience with all those setbacks really implied that the Force was attempting to help in some way.
He didn't bother with all the multi-core or multi-processor designs from Earth, the single processor (even when under heavy load) could use software alone to dynamically allocate sections of its own hardware to act as a separate processor if needed. So one processor could reconfigure itself to act as a 512 core processor, or as 1028 individual processors with lower hardware specifications, or what was needed based on the programs being run.
And this universe had whole industries about adding outside hardware to existing systems, so if for some reason the over powered GPC module wasn't enough to handle the job a second 'brain' could be added and the software Simmy was helping with would make the two act as a single unit with extra resources, rather than a group of arguing individuals. Probably another safeguard to prevent anything from becoming complicated enough to become 'alive', and likely kept to reduce how many system wipes had to be applied.
Honestly, it was a joy to work with so many well developed and tested schematics. It may only be due to the large number of power charges dedicated to 'Research' and 'Technomancy', but each new test and experiment felt fresh and exciting!
Right now they were ignoring hardware costs or complexity to create a basic template to work towards, but later they would design the standard 'Lowest components needed', 'Local supplies only', 'Best available', and 'Magic/Prayer/Soul/Etc enhanced' versions.
That said, even with the 'recovery mode' and the 'overdrive mode' options included the GPC module was only the size of a baseball or so. And that was without the optimization options that were planned... After surrounding this thing with a ring of Ember Generators for power, stability, and outside safety, the new droid brain would be powerful AND secured for further designs.
Simmy had drifted off to design some 'hardware to software' conversion tools, both to help the software library grow if he wasn't in this Realm and to allow existing Droids to easily convert into forms compatible with the GPC modules being developed. Her actions had drawn the attention of the Temple, and they had discovered that Shirley found the entire exercise fascinating.
So uh. Shirley was handling the module conversions into software now. And had been ordering all kinds of stuff to scan in, to see if the actual products in use were modified from the digital schematics Adam and Simmy were working off of. Which he hadn't considered, and was probably a good idea.
Well, whatever made HIS work load easier.
Adam held up the GPC module, parts pulled open by his many limbs and tools and reconfigured, simplified.
It was a bit pretty. Layers of durasteel in very fine mesh supported the three dimensional calculation boards. In a technological base that allowed fine control of gravity, magnetism, and something close to pure telekinesis, along with sensors and such, the need to print entire batches of processors and hope that at least one didn't fail or be damaged or have design flaws was no longer a conscern.
Indeed, Earth's standard printing practices tended to make hardware with extra components, so if one or two areas were damaged the chip as a whole could still be used by disabling those sections with software or hardware flags. It prevented loss in profit without expensive or impossible improvements in factory hardware.
Not an issue here though. The level of control, of quality assurance, even for basic production was staggering.
So each component was just enough, barely capable, to work as designed. The only reason that the sparkling structure in his hand had duplicate sections at all was to include the parts needed for emergency operation and overdrive activation. The orb twinkled like a snow globe, but would require equipment worth billions if Earth tried to construct one with available tools and programs.
Inside the orb was thin hair like structures, that looked like rainbows twisted into wires.. but each wire was actually the equivilant of a circuit board itself. The processors that those wires connected to were intersected each other, each component calculated to be as close as possible as those needed to help them run. The few lights used for emergency communication and debugging sparkled, tiny flecks of gold beneath silver wires and black mesh.
In a real measurable fashion, the more compressed and small the finished module was the more powerful the final product became. If he was willing to include dimensional shenanigans in this particular version, it would reach silly levels of ability. Well, if the product stayed in the Worm Realm, at least.
Satisfied, he pulled it all apart and began designing a new version that would use as little valuable components as possible.
The first version using only substandard materials was going to be the size of a truck, but he could fix that with some more finagling.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Bene watched from one of the new towers, now the highest points of the Jedi Temple. Or Shirley Temple. Whichever.
The facilities, previously larger than most cities on less developed worlds, had undergone continuous mutation now. One could watch walls rise and fall, rooms move and shift, and towers reach to the stars and sink into the depths. Something massive was slowly forming on one side close to the walls, while the other edges would twist into more complexity or flex into simple patterns and shapes.
It actually helped her a bit with meditation.
But still, the crowds of soldiers outside these walls stayed watching. The pointless assaults of energy fell from the sky like rain.
On the other hand, now that she wasn't so gripped with fear and concern... Watching the sky drip energy was very beautiful. Especially as the ground wasn't boiling into plasma as expected.
Still, she could see very large land based vehicles and mobile artillery moving in... and even if the defenses had been beyond her expectations so far, she felt that the strange robot downstairs should be informed.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Simmy had kicked him out of his own damn project.
Apparently, she LOVED working with stuff that only had very minor differences for testing purposes. Some hold back maybe from manipulating entire planets of sentient beings and such.
Still, she had given him a task that was very intriguing.
Tractor Beams, Smelting Pods, Atomic Furnaces, Implosion Wrecking Balls, Collector Trowels, Debris Nets, Electrical Claws, even the Molecular Furnace itself...
They ALL had components designed to gather, manipulate, and restructure materials. Either to disassemble them or to reconstruct them into patterns.
This would help fix the major issue he had with his droid designs: Resource Gathering, Resource Storage, Resource Reconstruction... and Self repair.
In the end, he had to separate the devices, as together the parts needed caused conflicts and extra magnetic fields and all kinds of messes. The safety components alone tripled the size, not to mention the danger of explosion or worse, cascade core collapse. Also, when clumped into one block of junk, it was bigger than a few houses. And ugly.
Thus he now had three new devices.
The first was a disassembler, able to decay material and collect it into a more compact, stable form. With a lack of a better idea, he named it the 'Gather Beam', although Simmy was pushing for 'Resource Reclamation Laser' and 'Extractor Cannon' for some reason. Ignoring her was becoming something like an art form.
The second was a storage/collection design, and by its very nature it was massive. It used some very advanced hardware to calculate optimized storage solutions, keeping some elements as gasses, liquids, solids, or near plasma conditions based on how they would react to other materials gathered and already stored. Gravity, temperature, magnetic fields, electrical fields, and more were generated and modified to ensure the stability and compactness of the elements gathered.
The increased armor layers and manipulation tools therefore included would ensure the safe compression and storage of all kinds of stuff, even the strange energy that Energy Capacitors held in this Realm. It also had components to ensure rapid and safe material insertion and extraction, even when passing through some flexible tubing designed to handle the stress and odd conditions.
Useful, easy to build, and boring... he just called them 'Storage Units' and moved on.
The last was mostly based on the Molecular Furnace output components. The majority of the furnace's large parts and unstable pieces were focused on safely converting materials as efficiently as possible into the requested material, but the gadgets on the output side were much smaller and VERY good at taking the materials at hand and outputting them into the final designs. Again, Adam went with 'Constructor Beam' and ignored Simmy's list of odd names.
Shirley didn't even pop in to visit before she basically started filling a level with a scaled up version of the Storage Units, and her lab replaced all Adam's hard work with those assembly arms with a Gather and Constructor Beam emitter. Her lab was almost empty now with all those tools gone.
Not that he was annoyed that three hours of work and forty robotic construction arm designs got replaced by two devices the size of his finger bones. No appreciation. Meh.
It did make him feel better that Shirley was going to USE those same building limb designs in the new ship yard replacing the north quadrants of the upper Temple, even if the warm feeling cooled a bit when he realized several of the limbs had been modified to have Constructor Beam emitters attached at the end.
HE still thought a forest of robotic limbs building stuff the old way was cool. Where were the sparks, the smell of chemicals, the glow of creation? The new beams were basically red and green light shows (Chosen on purpose, both would be clear otherwise and both would be dangerous to stumble into), and barely moved as they silently constructed junk.
Stupid things didn't even make those cool gasket noises or anything. Waste of coolness. Waste of time. Waste of TiMe.
Right. Focus. Calm.
Now he was trying to focus on finding some material that the Gather beam could use as a storage medium, to allow the Constructor beam maximum variation of materials to build with using only a single substance.
Not only would it simply the Storage Units, but it would increase their capacity and allow a very tiny one to be included in his droid designs, allowing a single unit to (Very slowly) use the two attached beams to gather resources and hopefully fix itself when damaged.
Progress... was slow. Frustrating.
He was also fighting the designs to create some schematics so that if he was stranded in a strange world (Basically guaranteed) he could make some cheap version of both beams to then make a crappy Molecular Furnace... to then get good parts and replace the mess with good copies of all three and make something from there on meeting his level of quality assurance. Stuff simplified so that Dragon or CD could get it off the ground.
Each one of those objectives was hard. He had expected this. He had also expected the power charges already invested in 'Research' and 'Technomancy' to have helped solve the issue already. Because once he had a working concept using basic materials, however flawed, he could cheat with his warfare software to find more efficient and simpler options.
It was taking a while, compared to his other objectives. Unlike THOSE works, he DIDN'T have loads of tested and optimized blueprints that he could adapt and plug into his tools and just whip out an answer.
The temptation to just start a fire and use Flame Metal to fix all his issues was VERY dAMn HigH, because this was JuST NoT wOrKInG, and he was this close to just UsINg HIs BONES aS CLAWs And RiPPInG THE WHOLE...
Oh a guest.
He smiled as best as a skull could. "Can I help you, Padawan Bene?"
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
She shivered as she watched the skeletal man stalk through a hole in the wall that just opened up.
Bene wasn't sure exactly what had been bothering Variance, but the black empty eye sockets, the empty jaw, and the bone like skeletal limbs that arched from his white suit, each with long knives or teeth acting like fingers...
Yeah, better to let him go address the outside forces.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Escaping the temple, Adam breathed deeply. The air was crisp, and the smell of old flame and smoke drifted from the continuing noises as these people assaulted the Temple.
It was... calmer out here.
Huh. Looks like a Magic/Psychic/Empathic Temple, growing rapidly into a young woman-thing, was not a health place for a unicorn bone skeleton mage to spend a ton of time in.
This wasn't even an attack from the Dark or corruption by the Light, it was just peer pressure from all the emotions being compressed into the structure that had been surrounding him.
No wonder Shirley didn't stop by for a chat, he had been getting more than a bit wound up.
A quick poke by Squishy and the black 'Binding' vines that gripped his soul flexed, blue runes covering the surfaces... 'Purification' and 'Conversion' ensured external emotion or other influences couldn't duplicate that act again. Not unconsciously and without his notice, at least.
Still... He took a deep breath.
And out.
Blue fire smog filled the alley he stood in for a moment, his slender and lengthy spider like bone limbs receding into his fine suit, which crisped and seemed to glow a bit before settling.
He tugged his cuffs, then gripped the surrounding flames as they collapsed back into his cane.
Right.
The first step outside the now overly cleaned alley clicked in the night. His cane clacked right back, as white peanuts began to form behind his steps.
This whole region had been evacuated many hours ago, to ensure no one reported the presence of so many soldiers if nothing else. Adam still had almost half a day or longer before the detected machines reached the Temple, less than that before they were in firing range.
Each step left peanuts that shifted into white runes... that began to glow white and black with the Force, the energy most common in the area. Tiny blue embers of fire drifted in the night, listening to the words of the soldiers.
Just in case.
Nothing complicated. Nothing large enough to attract even more troubles, hopefully... then again, he and his place of temporary residence was already an open target.
Hmm. Well, Shirley would soon need significant amounts of energy for raw matter construction at some point anyway. And if they didn't want to wait for literal years for her existing generators to output enough power to get things done, well... why not take further advantage of these lovely aggressive guests?
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
The attacking forces were following orders, unaware that the Emperor was very busy. They continued to swap out in shifts, to try out new, or at least interesting, forms of attack over time.
Unfortunately, they did NOT really keep a watch on the area AROUND the Temple. Not on the outer edges, where a white robot in a white suit meandered with a black cane.
So no one was ready to warn the incoming forces and arriving military vehicles and weapon platforms about the pulsing marks that were slowly forming a ring around the area.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Bene almost jumped when the terrifying robot joined her at the top of the tower. "Mr. Variance... are you feeling better now?"
He seemed FAR more relaxed. And less 'underworld demon come to collect souls', which was good.
Variance chuckled. "Yes, turns out that the many emotions flooding the temple right now were causing some odd reactions in me. Fixed the issue, so no worries."
She felt the Force... seem to be apologetic? Well, it wasn't concerned at least. "Past issues, if it is handled that is good. Were you able to gather some intel on the incoming forces?"
Variance nodded. "A bit. I didn't get too close, but you would be surprised at how easy it is to overhear things with certain abilities." He pointed. "That is the command center, I think. From what I can tell the forces here were given a set of orders... and then forgotten. Lots of stuff is going on elsewhere, and upper levels of their command structure is struggling. Confusion, doubt, you name it."
She frowned. That sounded... fairly incompetent. How busy could their leadership be that they would just leave so many resources attacking a civilian target, 'Traitor' or no? It was bad optics at the very least.
Her thoughts were disrupted looking back at the action. "Is that a 'HAVw A6' Turbo Tank!? How did they even get that onto this planet without everyone freaking out!? They aren't even constructed or stored here!"
The skeleton robot blinked. "Uh... I guess? I'll be honest, I collected a ton of information about all kinds of stuff, but I am ignoring most of it cause it hurts my head to fill it with junk." His gaze watched the incoming weapon platform with fascination. "Oh, this should be humorous."
She blinked. "What?"
Before he could respond, she saw all the forces on the ground just... go dark. The sky was still full of attacks, but every patrol, emergency light station, and light emitter on the ground just went black.
Behind them, a glowing white line with black wriggles acted like a boundary marker, on one side life was carrying on like normal... on the other, all light had vanished.
An odd silence filled the region.
Now, only the soft glow of flames consuming incoming attack fire kept the area lit. Well, that and the cheerful and bright windows of the Jedi Temple itself.
She felt Variance move, but was too stunned to turn.
He hummed. "Well, that worked wonderfully!" He pointed at the white line. "Thought I would have to use my own energy to activate the runes, but it looks like the Force wanted to help out. Very useful."
If it wasn't for the white armored bodies wandering around in confusion, the silent city would have felt like a dead world. So much of her life had been surrounded by at least SOME tiny light sources, this may have been the first time she had ever seen such a massive section of a city go dark. It was almost felt like watching the darkness of space during a trip between worlds.
She weakly gestured. "What... what happened?"
Variance chuckled. "Well, we've been gathering energy from the attacks ever since they started, no? I just enlarged the area being gathered and the efficiency of collection."
His bony hand waved at the confused and alarmed army. "All their electronics still theoretically work, all their engines are still running, all the power couplings are connected. But the results, the charges in their energy capacitors, the power converter output, even reserve charges and so forth..."
Padawan Bene watched more and more vehicles cross that glowing line with no issue... only to slow as they entered the dark region, losing useful power and becoming stranded in ever larger groups.
The frantic motions at the 'headquarters' camp heavily implied that their leadership found out that all communication tools needed SOME energy to work.
Variance's glowing blue eye sockets grinned into the night. "That power is ours."
She watched him turn and vanish into the building, likely to construct more impossible things, before going back to watch the ever growing mess outside these walls.
She sighed. "I'm in charge. Yeah. Sure."
In a way, this was probably the appropriate official Jedi response. No one was dying, technically this was a method to deescalate the situation, and every attempt by the enemy to increase their attack forces was actively lowering the overall attack hardware available on the planet AND benefiting the Temple as a whole.
It was the snickering from the Force however that made all of this feel like a prank.
Yeah, I'm sure it is one soul. Mostly.
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Technically I am not sure what he has now IS a soul, but it is currently in a single form.
That said, souls are NOT supposed to be this sturdy, to have living things bumbling around, etc. Not unless you are in the Bleach realm.
So uh... I am going to answer with a solid 'Probably one soul' and hope for the best.
No Planetary Annihilation Just Yet!
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Constructor beam? Resource Reclamation Laser/ Gather Beam?
Are you prepearing to go into Supreme Commander universe or, Force forbid, Planetary Annihilation?
If I treated those worlds as legit, real realities... the entire fight between two armies of robots would end in like minutes.
Poor Adam would have like a few minutes of terror and confusion as nuclear bombs rained like sand from the heavens.
...But yeah, it would be some AWESOME tech.
However, their world has advanced cyber warfare and defense programs/hardware/tricks. Not like in Star Wars, where an entire race of electronic beings barely get mentioned or are used like comic relief.
I guess I should point out that the ideal droid platforms will have the ability to destroy, store, and create using local materials... but the Molecular Furnace needs to be built to change what those materials are, and the thing is stupid big and has some fiddly bits and expensive parts.
Still, convert local matter to power source is pretty OP. And at least the droids could theoretically heal themselves...
Dang I want safe nanotechnology.
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If you visit Stargateverse and figure out how Reese controlled her toys then you might be able to replicate it. Just beware of them going out of control and going the route of the Asurans or Replicators.
But the way the Replicators and Asurans can take over ships and construct new things that look like normal but aren't (both in terms of ships but also Human-form Replicators and Asurans) might be useful. Not entirely sure if their constructions are nanites taking the shape (and texture, color, etc) of other materials or if they are able to build such materials.
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But didn't he get power slots based on how many souls he had? Or did that change and I forgot about it?
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If you want to see something really insane and useful try combining the Death Star with Asgard beaming technology from Stargate, configure it to separate materials on the molecular level, and suddenly you have the worlds biggest Quarry/Harvester tool, capable of converting entire worlds into their base materials. Honestly, Im also a bit curious if maybe he will visit the worlds of Stargate SG-1 or Mass Effect world eventually. Stargate isnt too bad since devices exist that CAN kill Ascended beings...among many other devices in that universe. Meanwhile Mass Effect has an element infamous for negating a few laws of physics as well as very old technology. Although I suppose for more interesting results, Macross would be a better choice than Mass Effect.
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Well... the easiest would be to go into Terminator: Genisys before the Judgement day itself. There was like a little lake of nanobots where old Arny fell at the end and came back all brand new and shiny. There is NOTHING there that would pose you a threat.
Also, there is a nanotech in Crysis games as well as some other games/movies/anime.
And don't you forget the Marvel universe and Pim Particles as well as Tony's latest armor which is made of nanites.
You have loooots of options here)
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I think it's a bit closer to having different modes that enable certain powers be a lot cheaper to create and upgrade.
But he's fucked with his soul so often that it's a bit confusing.
Edit: he got additional power slots by getting different modes, which he gets from going to different dimensions, which usually involve a different body... and then soul fuckery occurs for a little while as he learns what he needs and halping out the locals, before leaving to a different dimension and repeating the process but with more power/knowledge than before. And adding members to his 'sexy exhibitionist friends that aren't my girlfriend' group as he goes.
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Safe Nanotech is usually just the domain of high-end supers stuff and *occasionally* magitech anime stuff and the really high end sci-fi stuff.
(Though the technical point that we already have nanotech in the real world is true, it's not *proper* sci-fi nanotech or anything).
He could probably spend a few power charges on Transfer to let people in the wormverse emulate the dimensional conditions in say, Inuysha and have them try to work on making things that work there, or maybe see if they can improvise something that gets around that, like messing with the nature of local spacetime or using 'binding' to mirror dimensional physics conditions. It's probably not an *insoluble* problem, though it likely isn't going to work super well ever.
Honestly, Adam's probably already ready to go to some low-end supers verses, like the MCU (post-destruction of the 'infinity stones') or Young Justice assuming that the multiversal guardians of Marvel and DC don't try to stop him or anything like that.
There's probably a good number of say, GURPS or d20 future products that he could get nanotech from relatively safely as well.
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Besides the Gray Death Nanite Plague and the Nanite Disassembly Bombs, the Deus Ex Invisible War Nanites are safe to use.
EDIT: Unless you mean in the real world, in which case I totally agree!
EDIT: Unless you mean in the real world, in which case I totally agree!
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So does he or doesn't he have a fourth power slot that he's going to spend on animism?
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He does have a fourth power slot, not sure what you mean by animism tho.
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