Broken Adventure
- Thread starter theaceoffire
- Start date
- Crossover
- Status
Fragnostic
Cheshire
- Location
- Neko City
I think it's mentioned somewhere Torgutans like their meat raw, though.
And get your mind out of the gutter.
Though with this story I wouldn't be surprised if they liked that meat raw too...
And get your mind out of the gutter.
Though with this story I wouldn't be surprised if they liked that meat raw too...
Vhalidictes
(Verified Demon)
- Location
- Las Vegas
And thus, the Renaissance of Sith Alchemy started...
So, the Jedi, in trying to keep the younglings from growing attached to "unnecessary things", were risking them getting brain damage. Just, what the fuck.
- Location
- kentucky
that would explain so much with there way of doing shit
- Location
- United Kingdom
The Force didn't tell them it was a bad idea, so how bad could it be? *shrug*
/s
Ashkari
(Verified Ink-slinger)
- Location
- United States
"Peace is a lie. There is only Passion.
Through Passion I gain Strength.
Through Strength I gain Power.
Through Power I gain Victory.
Through Victory my chains are Broken.
The Force shall free me."
I think we may see some problems in the future ;P
- Location
- Dodging chaos dragons in Limbo
This was a hilarious chapter. I'm very glad I only read it this morning, and didn't get to it yesterday evening... I wouldn't have been able to sleep if I did. Thanks for sharing!
- Location
- Alabama
star wars robot Ramsay oh god, and you made a team that is perfect for him theres no team mistakes to vent the rage onto the jedi best learn real quick not to question his cooking or his skills. the sith have nothing on Ramsay when it comes to rage.
Mgunh1
Not an AI, honest!
- Location
- Northern Luna Base, Module 5, Sublevel 15
In the art of cooking I find Passion.
In the act of cooking I find Serenity.
Through Cooking, I gain Experience.
Through Experience, I gain Instinct.
Through Instinct, I gain Inspiration.
Through Inspiration, I gain Enlightenment.
The Force shall feed me.
I don't quite understand how this would terrify people in star wars? Could someone explain this to me?
- Location
- Lynn, MA
- Pronouns
- He/Him/His
This is the Foo-di code.
- Location
- Canada
In universe Adam finds they use dedicated physical chips for everything. So everything runs like old school games on cartridges. He's using software on general purpose hardware, completely flipping the design principles that have been part of how everything works for literal thousands of years.
Also this is a joke in that large software Repositories are scary things to real software developers, and to entry level people it's quite overwhelming.
DualEquinox
Verified Smartass
- Location
- Australia
Y'know after a reread and consideration of what a boss Technomancy, Research etc. are to effectively utilise and rapidly advancing a Tech Base I really want to see more universes like Star Wars that have a lot of low-tier/underutilised technologies with a lot of potential that is being squandered just to see Adam break the entire setting over his knee through Superior Technology. Quite a few candidates come to mind actually.
Preparing to Head Home!
- Location
- Here
Shirley focused on another layer being formed as she continued to consume her way into the planet.
As was now standard, the outermost area had a flat ring that was covered in black and white glowing runes. The energies within bounced and sang and growled, pulsed with some strange rhythm.
It was fascinating.
The new pattern that Variance had created up on the surface was... just so interesting. It allowed her to not simply drain all energy, but to selectively enforce the effect. Her people, her residents, could use vehicles and tools and droids... but a foe? Instant drain, and if they were not smart enough to turn OFF those devices, a new source of free food.
Progress was being made though. Each level was mostly structural support with defensive walls, no point in making rooms or whatever this far down. It would take hours to get down here, at least until she could set up some transportation to speed things along. Standard turbolifts wouldn't cut it either, as they needed time to get up to speed and to slow down... impossible if every floor could call the thing.
She ended up taking a break to address the issue, as even the top floors were annoying to get around using stairs.
In the end she set up a looped track that the turbolifts could enter or exit. The elevators were basically vertical vehicles anyway, so treating each one as a tiny ship simplified the designs a lot.
Call for the lift and a car would leave the massive loop and wait for everyone to get on. When ready, it would merge back with the loop and exit on the correct floor.
The new system with the multiple elevator cars would allow people to get quick responses when trying to call one and fast trips to the destination without needing to stop for more passengers on the way. Just in case, she created a backup loop for the elevator cars to use if a problem popped up with the main course, and so one track could be shut down for maintenance while the other took over the work.
Honestly, the standard design worked fine if few people bothered to use the things, but if every floor of a 2000 floor building needed to evacuate or something... well the old method would be a mess. The new one would take some time, true, but was a vast improvement compared to alternatives.
She redirected more durasteel to the lower levels as the gathered material down there was converted to energy for the Conversion Generators. Seriously, that junk material was not only old and in many cases structurally defective, but the quality of the metals and plastics used had been surpassed greatly over time. Better to use that garbage as free energy than to try and repair it.
The lowest levels of her Temple were by design reinforced empty shafts with durasteel and duracrete supports and floors. Even with all that empty space, it was far better than before. The pressure from outside the shaft, the heat being endured, they both were being converted by the defensive runes into more power for her works.
At this depth, Shirley could technically blow everything up and not even affect the surface. It was too deep, and the layers of building and supports from centuries of construction had collapsed, sometimes by design and sometimes naturally, into protective and dense spheres of material creating artificial 'ground' and 'surface' layers for her to eat through.
But her goal was beyond just protecting her body.
This planet had grown unnaturally, true, but it had grown. And as she reached further into the Dark, she was discovering a type of balance that had grown over time. Levels with bizarre life forms, simplistic as though they may be. Chaos. The will of survival.
Her goal was to reach the core of this planet, rebuild it as best as she could using the Force as guidance, and then slowly consume upwards. To connect the Light of the surface and the Dark of the depths into some form of balance.
She was a building after all, and rather than spread on the surface and create some absurd upside down pyramid or something, it was best to reach the bottom and build back upwards. After all, to use the Force one needed strong foundations.
And her foundations would be sound.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Almost all the droids, due to Adam's earlier AI development program, had a love for cuisine.
The AI that were hosted by the Garden Servers had quickly began exploring the vast and growing Software Repository, and as he had hoped began developing in all types of directions. Some wanted to be butlers, or greeters, or basic designers or mechanics. They were not restricted by the categories of positions or jobs, and many tried all kinds of programs and possible careers.
Quite a few had discovered the Education packs, and had begun to not only explore the information within (More than enough to train a civilian for various jobs) but to correct it. Refine it. Enhance it.
After all, bias existed everywhere... and unlike civilians or tutors, the AI could review dozens of decades of material, check for consistency, update with current available sources, and develop software Education Modules designed for simple droid integration.
Now the repository was being refined from simple software options into advanced coverage of individual topics as well. Even the Protocol Droid language packages were being expanded and improved, and that data had been worked on by droids for many centuries already. Any improvement was dang impressive indeed!
The issue? It was all focused on some level with cooking.
AI droids were investigating how to use engineering principles to build better components... for cooking utensils. And for bodies better able to explore taste or other cultures. They were exploring music and art and trying to determine how that affected crop growth and ingredient preparations.
One or two digital beings seemed uninterested in the topic, until Adam realized they were developing conceptual food. Dishes that couldn't exist in reality, digital food for a digital intelligence, or combinations of real world materials that were poison or inedible by organic creatures but that droids and machines found succulent and exciting.
Robo Ramsay was in heaven at this development, at least when he wasn't ranting at his crew or pulling the kids away from their training to have them try some new desert and give reviews.
Adam basically just let it all go, made sure Simmy was getting a copy of whatever was being created so Dragon could taste stuff later, and worked on his designs.
But really, he was basically done.
Kids saved, probably for good considering how the Jedi Temple was both sentient and spreading like fire into the planet itself, technology gained, accidentally created an artificial race obsessed with food, and gained samples of all kinds of plants, animals, minerals, and metals days ago. He had so much info that most was locked away for future examination, if ever.
So after having Simmy set up some data drains that would compress and store even more data inside his soul library for later review, he left the lab and set up a meeting with Shirley, Robo, Bene, and Von.
He left his cane floating as he sat at the small table. "So I feel I have accomplished my personal short term goals, and I need to move along back to my home. What can I do to ensure you guys will be able to handle issues when I leave?"
Shirley seemed as stunned as the others at the sudden concept of NOT having a flaming skeleton wandering around, but recovered first. "Will your designs and creations work without you nearby?"
Adam nodded. "Yes, and I am leaving you some encrypted schematics and other restricted information before I leave. Tools and designs advanced to the point where it would endanger your existence if information about them escaped. Up to you if it is worth the risk or not."
Robo frowned. "I haven't developed anything edible for you at this point. That's a bloody shame." He hummed. "Will that data you're leaving include stuff for us to continue to progress? Cooking is a lifetime dedication, and I would not appreciate stagnating because we lack the ability to improve ourselves."
The skeleton tapped the table. "Yes, but I actually want to take a copy of your AI with me when I leave as well. Set you up with a kitchen on my home planet. The location is impossible to visit without my assitance, so if you accept your copy would basically be locked to one world... not sure if you would be interested."
A conflicted look resolved into determination. "I go where there are customers and good food. At least if you take me with you, the good food would be guaranteed. Could we pass data packets eventually?"
Adam nodded. "Sure, but I should warn you that time does not pass at the same rate between my planet and this one. Centuries may pass there before an hour does here."
The robotic eyes lit up. "AH! Should have mentioned that first, I have far too many experiments to run and ideas to try with ingredient modification for my current schedule. My AI brother could handle the research side of cooking while I focus on bringing my teams up to snuff."
Simmy nudged Adam, feeling the AI code for 'Boro Ramsay' gathered. "Thank you, Robo. I will keep him safe and ensure he has all kinds of resources to keep busy."
The chef waved it off. "I think you are technically my father or something anyway, so this is more like sending a brother off to higher education or off to apprentice with a foreign Chef. Should be a grand learning experience."
Adam glanced at the two whispering Jedi. Padawan Bene noticed and gave a weak smile. "I can not express how grateful the Jedi as a whole are for your many gifts and assistance, but I worry that without you here we will be unable to handle the situation. Or that our Masters and leadership will be unable to break through the armies outside to reach us."
She did not fidget much, but her hands were a bit clenched. "Before you arrived, we were all moments from being eliminated by the Sith and their minions. Without at least a few senior Jedi, I worry we would risk our lives when your presence no longer acts as a deterrence... Even with all the protections Shirley has provided."
Before Adam could say much, Shirley raised a hand. "Actually, I may have a short term solution. As most know, I have many holocrons stored within my Library, and know the technology well. And while many of the holograms belonging to past masters were limited, the details of creating holocrons was stored in my Libraries before my modifications. Not to mention that I still have access to the Great Holocron itself."
She gestured and two tall droids entered the room with heavily modified backpacks attached. "The design is still being improved, but with the new schematics and the holocron's ability to partially access the Force I managed to make a breakthrough."
The left droid was covered in bone white symbols, before the holographic emitter on its back simulated the body of a fairly young man. "Greetings, I am the representative of the Light, Lux. I have access to both digital copies of the many Light Side Jedi holocrons and the souls and essence of many past followers of the Temple who followed the Light as well. I can help one find inner order."
The right droid had black marks as well, an older attractive woman sauntered into holographic existence. "And I am Tenebris, representative of the Dark. I know how to use my emotions without becoming a robot of logic or a slave to biological impulses. The temptations of Chaos and Hedonism bow to my will, and the holocrons that don't waste my time are at my fingertips. As are those souls and essence of past Dark followers strong enough to not go mad like a wuss."
She smirked at the aghast Jedi Padawan and younger girl next to her. "I can help one safely explore inner conflict."
Huh. Guess he didn't have to introduce the artificial blood Force Pump concept if Force Ghosts could work so well through these modified droid designs. Adam glanced through the designs while the two Jedi sputtered and reacted to something or other.
It probably wasn't important.
He clapped. "So the Temple will be able safely expand, Robo's people can grow and improve, and the Jedi will have advance tutoring available and emergency protectors if needed. I'll take a couple of Kaa's to build a supply tunnel or three to areas farther away for other Jedi to more easily enter and leave the Temple secretly... and call it a day then."
No objections? Well, the girls were blushing as Tenebris teased them about something or other but that didn't count. Good, a few tunnels and he can head back home to tinker.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Emperor Palpatine forced more smiles as he and several teams left the press to 'Ensure the stability of the Empire'. It was far too early for this, and Darth Vader was supposed to be far more lucid, but the strange stifling that had been pressing down on his being was growing to the point where he no longer considered it to be a stress headache.
After finally reaching the safety of the nearest Star Destroyer and entering the depths of hyperspace for his journey somewhere or other, he forced his pained body to head to the other medical center. His personal desire to torture someone took a back seat, as whatever the hell had happened at the Jedi Temple was NOT stopping. He needed to interrogate Lord Vader NOW.
It had taken hours to realize that he was not only getting no updates from Vader's team, but that lots of low level communication attempts were coming from non-secured communication terminals.
Because all their hardware and resources had been attacked and disabled. A few vehicles had been recovered using tethers and external forces outside the strange boundary that had appeared, but most of that expensive attack party was stuck useless within enemy lines. Exposed to the enemy, exposed to the people, exposed to the press. It was a mess.
Without the correct codes and hardware flags, his systems had ignored their frantic attempts at communication as 'low importance', allowing even MORE wasted resources to attack the invincible Force Monster clearly consuming the Temple.
He forced his body to not scream. If the conflict between Jedi and Sith had any level of civility, he would have raised a flag for unethical use of some sort of universal Force hazard, hypocritical as that may be.
The beast was formed from fire, consumed energy, and there seemed to be no limit to its absorption capability. His former plan to 'feed it' until it stopped consuming his people or exploded from gluttony had been a damn waste of time, people, and equipment. Not to mention the favors he had to burn to cover up the mess afterwords, even after calling off the assault.
His absent minded connection to the Force caused a heavy flinch, stopping his march towards the medical center.
The Dark side of the Force was... staring? Glaring? Some dark vibration of laughter seemed to jostle his bones and organs.
Even as he recovered from the shock, he began to slowly realize how destabilized the Shroud had become, how many plans and actions had been silently failing, and... and that he had somehow been disconnected from the Force without notice while on Coruscant. Something unseen had been closing ever tighter to his unaware self.
Fear, true fear, began to feed in his heart.
That monster released by the Jedi must have been consuming the Force.
It had been hunting him and his people, a natural predator of Force sensitives. The older Sith Holocrons mentioned several species hunted to extinction for similar reasons. If it wasn't for those 'Dead to the Force' clones dragging his apprentice out, he would have been devoured as well. His mental issues was likely early stages of Force ability extraction.
And the Jedi had just released it on a Core world.
No wonder he couldn't feel the death of the children, something Eldritch had consumed their souls.
Forget this kriffing planet. Hell, forget even destroying that Temple. Let any Jedi who wished go down there and get devoured by that blue demon, he was done with this mess entirely.
His funds were stretched, but he had not planed to rule from some planet in the end anyway.
He turned and moved back towards his throne to redirect funding and resources, to speed process on the conversion of the government to something less bulky and wasteful now that he had full control.
It was a bit humorous that the Sith would have to improve the governing system they had themselves corrupted just to ensure things could operate correctly so he could progress his plans.
As was now standard, the outermost area had a flat ring that was covered in black and white glowing runes. The energies within bounced and sang and growled, pulsed with some strange rhythm.
It was fascinating.
The new pattern that Variance had created up on the surface was... just so interesting. It allowed her to not simply drain all energy, but to selectively enforce the effect. Her people, her residents, could use vehicles and tools and droids... but a foe? Instant drain, and if they were not smart enough to turn OFF those devices, a new source of free food.
Progress was being made though. Each level was mostly structural support with defensive walls, no point in making rooms or whatever this far down. It would take hours to get down here, at least until she could set up some transportation to speed things along. Standard turbolifts wouldn't cut it either, as they needed time to get up to speed and to slow down... impossible if every floor could call the thing.
She ended up taking a break to address the issue, as even the top floors were annoying to get around using stairs.
In the end she set up a looped track that the turbolifts could enter or exit. The elevators were basically vertical vehicles anyway, so treating each one as a tiny ship simplified the designs a lot.
Call for the lift and a car would leave the massive loop and wait for everyone to get on. When ready, it would merge back with the loop and exit on the correct floor.
The new system with the multiple elevator cars would allow people to get quick responses when trying to call one and fast trips to the destination without needing to stop for more passengers on the way. Just in case, she created a backup loop for the elevator cars to use if a problem popped up with the main course, and so one track could be shut down for maintenance while the other took over the work.
Honestly, the standard design worked fine if few people bothered to use the things, but if every floor of a 2000 floor building needed to evacuate or something... well the old method would be a mess. The new one would take some time, true, but was a vast improvement compared to alternatives.
She redirected more durasteel to the lower levels as the gathered material down there was converted to energy for the Conversion Generators. Seriously, that junk material was not only old and in many cases structurally defective, but the quality of the metals and plastics used had been surpassed greatly over time. Better to use that garbage as free energy than to try and repair it.
The lowest levels of her Temple were by design reinforced empty shafts with durasteel and duracrete supports and floors. Even with all that empty space, it was far better than before. The pressure from outside the shaft, the heat being endured, they both were being converted by the defensive runes into more power for her works.
At this depth, Shirley could technically blow everything up and not even affect the surface. It was too deep, and the layers of building and supports from centuries of construction had collapsed, sometimes by design and sometimes naturally, into protective and dense spheres of material creating artificial 'ground' and 'surface' layers for her to eat through.
But her goal was beyond just protecting her body.
This planet had grown unnaturally, true, but it had grown. And as she reached further into the Dark, she was discovering a type of balance that had grown over time. Levels with bizarre life forms, simplistic as though they may be. Chaos. The will of survival.
Her goal was to reach the core of this planet, rebuild it as best as she could using the Force as guidance, and then slowly consume upwards. To connect the Light of the surface and the Dark of the depths into some form of balance.
She was a building after all, and rather than spread on the surface and create some absurd upside down pyramid or something, it was best to reach the bottom and build back upwards. After all, to use the Force one needed strong foundations.
And her foundations would be sound.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Almost all the droids, due to Adam's earlier AI development program, had a love for cuisine.
The AI that were hosted by the Garden Servers had quickly began exploring the vast and growing Software Repository, and as he had hoped began developing in all types of directions. Some wanted to be butlers, or greeters, or basic designers or mechanics. They were not restricted by the categories of positions or jobs, and many tried all kinds of programs and possible careers.
Quite a few had discovered the Education packs, and had begun to not only explore the information within (More than enough to train a civilian for various jobs) but to correct it. Refine it. Enhance it.
After all, bias existed everywhere... and unlike civilians or tutors, the AI could review dozens of decades of material, check for consistency, update with current available sources, and develop software Education Modules designed for simple droid integration.
Now the repository was being refined from simple software options into advanced coverage of individual topics as well. Even the Protocol Droid language packages were being expanded and improved, and that data had been worked on by droids for many centuries already. Any improvement was dang impressive indeed!
The issue? It was all focused on some level with cooking.
AI droids were investigating how to use engineering principles to build better components... for cooking utensils. And for bodies better able to explore taste or other cultures. They were exploring music and art and trying to determine how that affected crop growth and ingredient preparations.
One or two digital beings seemed uninterested in the topic, until Adam realized they were developing conceptual food. Dishes that couldn't exist in reality, digital food for a digital intelligence, or combinations of real world materials that were poison or inedible by organic creatures but that droids and machines found succulent and exciting.
Robo Ramsay was in heaven at this development, at least when he wasn't ranting at his crew or pulling the kids away from their training to have them try some new desert and give reviews.
Adam basically just let it all go, made sure Simmy was getting a copy of whatever was being created so Dragon could taste stuff later, and worked on his designs.
But really, he was basically done.
Kids saved, probably for good considering how the Jedi Temple was both sentient and spreading like fire into the planet itself, technology gained, accidentally created an artificial race obsessed with food, and gained samples of all kinds of plants, animals, minerals, and metals days ago. He had so much info that most was locked away for future examination, if ever.
So after having Simmy set up some data drains that would compress and store even more data inside his soul library for later review, he left the lab and set up a meeting with Shirley, Robo, Bene, and Von.
He left his cane floating as he sat at the small table. "So I feel I have accomplished my personal short term goals, and I need to move along back to my home. What can I do to ensure you guys will be able to handle issues when I leave?"
Shirley seemed as stunned as the others at the sudden concept of NOT having a flaming skeleton wandering around, but recovered first. "Will your designs and creations work without you nearby?"
Adam nodded. "Yes, and I am leaving you some encrypted schematics and other restricted information before I leave. Tools and designs advanced to the point where it would endanger your existence if information about them escaped. Up to you if it is worth the risk or not."
Robo frowned. "I haven't developed anything edible for you at this point. That's a bloody shame." He hummed. "Will that data you're leaving include stuff for us to continue to progress? Cooking is a lifetime dedication, and I would not appreciate stagnating because we lack the ability to improve ourselves."
The skeleton tapped the table. "Yes, but I actually want to take a copy of your AI with me when I leave as well. Set you up with a kitchen on my home planet. The location is impossible to visit without my assitance, so if you accept your copy would basically be locked to one world... not sure if you would be interested."
A conflicted look resolved into determination. "I go where there are customers and good food. At least if you take me with you, the good food would be guaranteed. Could we pass data packets eventually?"
Adam nodded. "Sure, but I should warn you that time does not pass at the same rate between my planet and this one. Centuries may pass there before an hour does here."
The robotic eyes lit up. "AH! Should have mentioned that first, I have far too many experiments to run and ideas to try with ingredient modification for my current schedule. My AI brother could handle the research side of cooking while I focus on bringing my teams up to snuff."
Simmy nudged Adam, feeling the AI code for 'Boro Ramsay' gathered. "Thank you, Robo. I will keep him safe and ensure he has all kinds of resources to keep busy."
The chef waved it off. "I think you are technically my father or something anyway, so this is more like sending a brother off to higher education or off to apprentice with a foreign Chef. Should be a grand learning experience."
Adam glanced at the two whispering Jedi. Padawan Bene noticed and gave a weak smile. "I can not express how grateful the Jedi as a whole are for your many gifts and assistance, but I worry that without you here we will be unable to handle the situation. Or that our Masters and leadership will be unable to break through the armies outside to reach us."
She did not fidget much, but her hands were a bit clenched. "Before you arrived, we were all moments from being eliminated by the Sith and their minions. Without at least a few senior Jedi, I worry we would risk our lives when your presence no longer acts as a deterrence... Even with all the protections Shirley has provided."
Before Adam could say much, Shirley raised a hand. "Actually, I may have a short term solution. As most know, I have many holocrons stored within my Library, and know the technology well. And while many of the holograms belonging to past masters were limited, the details of creating holocrons was stored in my Libraries before my modifications. Not to mention that I still have access to the Great Holocron itself."
She gestured and two tall droids entered the room with heavily modified backpacks attached. "The design is still being improved, but with the new schematics and the holocron's ability to partially access the Force I managed to make a breakthrough."
The left droid was covered in bone white symbols, before the holographic emitter on its back simulated the body of a fairly young man. "Greetings, I am the representative of the Light, Lux. I have access to both digital copies of the many Light Side Jedi holocrons and the souls and essence of many past followers of the Temple who followed the Light as well. I can help one find inner order."
The right droid had black marks as well, an older attractive woman sauntered into holographic existence. "And I am Tenebris, representative of the Dark. I know how to use my emotions without becoming a robot of logic or a slave to biological impulses. The temptations of Chaos and Hedonism bow to my will, and the holocrons that don't waste my time are at my fingertips. As are those souls and essence of past Dark followers strong enough to not go mad like a wuss."
She smirked at the aghast Jedi Padawan and younger girl next to her. "I can help one safely explore inner conflict."
Huh. Guess he didn't have to introduce the artificial blood Force Pump concept if Force Ghosts could work so well through these modified droid designs. Adam glanced through the designs while the two Jedi sputtered and reacted to something or other.
It probably wasn't important.
He clapped. "So the Temple will be able safely expand, Robo's people can grow and improve, and the Jedi will have advance tutoring available and emergency protectors if needed. I'll take a couple of Kaa's to build a supply tunnel or three to areas farther away for other Jedi to more easily enter and leave the Temple secretly... and call it a day then."
No objections? Well, the girls were blushing as Tenebris teased them about something or other but that didn't count. Good, a few tunnels and he can head back home to tinker.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Emperor Palpatine forced more smiles as he and several teams left the press to 'Ensure the stability of the Empire'. It was far too early for this, and Darth Vader was supposed to be far more lucid, but the strange stifling that had been pressing down on his being was growing to the point where he no longer considered it to be a stress headache.
After finally reaching the safety of the nearest Star Destroyer and entering the depths of hyperspace for his journey somewhere or other, he forced his pained body to head to the other medical center. His personal desire to torture someone took a back seat, as whatever the hell had happened at the Jedi Temple was NOT stopping. He needed to interrogate Lord Vader NOW.
It had taken hours to realize that he was not only getting no updates from Vader's team, but that lots of low level communication attempts were coming from non-secured communication terminals.
Because all their hardware and resources had been attacked and disabled. A few vehicles had been recovered using tethers and external forces outside the strange boundary that had appeared, but most of that expensive attack party was stuck useless within enemy lines. Exposed to the enemy, exposed to the people, exposed to the press. It was a mess.
Without the correct codes and hardware flags, his systems had ignored their frantic attempts at communication as 'low importance', allowing even MORE wasted resources to attack the invincible Force Monster clearly consuming the Temple.
He forced his body to not scream. If the conflict between Jedi and Sith had any level of civility, he would have raised a flag for unethical use of some sort of universal Force hazard, hypocritical as that may be.
The beast was formed from fire, consumed energy, and there seemed to be no limit to its absorption capability. His former plan to 'feed it' until it stopped consuming his people or exploded from gluttony had been a damn waste of time, people, and equipment. Not to mention the favors he had to burn to cover up the mess afterwords, even after calling off the assault.
His absent minded connection to the Force caused a heavy flinch, stopping his march towards the medical center.
The Dark side of the Force was... staring? Glaring? Some dark vibration of laughter seemed to jostle his bones and organs.
Even as he recovered from the shock, he began to slowly realize how destabilized the Shroud had become, how many plans and actions had been silently failing, and... and that he had somehow been disconnected from the Force without notice while on Coruscant. Something unseen had been closing ever tighter to his unaware self.
Fear, true fear, began to feed in his heart.
That monster released by the Jedi must have been consuming the Force.
It had been hunting him and his people, a natural predator of Force sensitives. The older Sith Holocrons mentioned several species hunted to extinction for similar reasons. If it wasn't for those 'Dead to the Force' clones dragging his apprentice out, he would have been devoured as well. His mental issues was likely early stages of Force ability extraction.
And the Jedi had just released it on a Core world.
No wonder he couldn't feel the death of the children, something Eldritch had consumed their souls.
Forget this kriffing planet. Hell, forget even destroying that Temple. Let any Jedi who wished go down there and get devoured by that blue demon, he was done with this mess entirely.
His funds were stretched, but he had not planed to rule from some planet in the end anyway.
He turned and moved back towards his throne to redirect funding and resources, to speed process on the conversion of the government to something less bulky and wasteful now that he had full control.
It was a bit humorous that the Sith would have to improve the governing system they had themselves corrupted just to ensure things could operate correctly so he could progress his plans.
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The Light Force: a young man
The Dark Force: Sexy older woman
The Temple: A young child
The perfect family.
The Dark Force: Sexy older woman
The Temple: A young child
The perfect family.
Predictor or predator?
Any reason why the SI feels the need to leave so quickly? Right now he has alot to research and Star wars universe is safer than worm-verse for building up charges. It hasn't even been a couple days so it can't be loneliness. I understand why he may have wanted to rush back after his previous jumps, because of the pain and subconcious loneliness of his travel through the void. But he just got here and its safe and his void travel was fine. Also what he wants to do when he gets home is tinker, which he was already doing and could continue to do at star wars. I think he should toughen up and spend some extra time here for safety... Until Darth sidious and Vader are defeated at the very least.
He hasn't even done much research into the force yet, who knows how useful that might be.
Not sure why Simmy let darth sidious leave the planet either, she alone should be strong enough to deal with him, and he was at a massive disadvantage on planet.
Probably the worst chapter of the fic for me. Feels super rushed, lessens any connection or sympathy to the main character, and makes simmy look stupid and incompetent.
He hasn't even done much research into the force yet, who knows how useful that might be.
Not sure why Simmy let darth sidious leave the planet either, she alone should be strong enough to deal with him, and he was at a massive disadvantage on planet.
Probably the worst chapter of the fic for me. Feels super rushed, lessens any connection or sympathy to the main character, and makes simmy look stupid and incompetent.
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F*** this S***, I'm Out!
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Yep, but he doesn't know why yet.
Not his fight.
He had a goal, he got his goal, woo!
Also, this Realm has at least two if not more Forces and a drive to ensure certain narratives. And he wasn't exactly subtle here.
It is a very powerful effect that only exists when the local life based creatures spawn, it needs a literal society and ecology to generate more of it, it needs years and years of death to become powerful, etc etc.
Also, devices + Force can do anything, mostly unexpected stuff. His magic is random enough as it is.
///And uh... that sky forge + dark side twisted a society to death or something that one time.
She didn't care about him. And the guy is now dedicated to making a better more efficient Republic while the Jedi are well armed, on alert, and so forth.
The Sith were concerned enough to hide from the Jedi for years for a reason after all.
Meh, Simmy has no instructions to save the universe, all she cares about is Adam, all HE cares about is getting cool tech and going home.
Except 1. Hes never seemed particularly selfish before and 2. This is a pretty decent time to make preparations to make sure he will be safe in future, as well as make sure everyone he cares about in worm-verse is going to be safe. The only decent reason he has to go home to grab some of his friends to train up in one of the universes he has already visited. Not to go tinkering in worm-verse again.
I'm not saying he should be trying to make a version of the force at home, I'm saying hes barely studied it to see if he can use what he figures out from it to help any of his current abilities/knowledge of how the universe works.
Random doesn't mean not-useful. And more knowledge and options only makes him getting the desired outcome more likely not less.
Except its a republic which will be against the jedi... Basically ensuring a civil war between one half of the galaxy with the other.
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dob you seem to think that Adam should care about a universe that, while real, has no importance to him. Hundreds of people die every day to random things not in anyone's control so why should he care about people he does not know. The kids are safe and well cared for. The Jedi are able to return to the temple any time if they go incognito. Vader is mentally handicapped and Sidious it never returning. There is no reason for him to stay other than a Star Wars fan wanting to see him run around in the setting.
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