@Alivaril I demand and implore you to canonize the genius musings of @TacitSoliloquy posthaste!!!
Some of the speculation and analysis is mutually exclusive. That'd make for one confusing story. :p



Man, the chapel of Hell's Hand is turning out really dark. I'd probably skip it if people hadn't been looking forward to it; it's not at all funny. >_>

(I blame the spotlight-illuminated stained windows.)
 
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Man, the chapel of Hell's Hand is turning out really dark. I'd probably skip it if people hadn't been looking forward to it; it's not at all funny. >_>

(I blame the spotlight-illuminated stained windows.)

Ooh. I love comedy, but I'm fond of angst too. This sounds like it's going to be spectacular.
 
Man, the chapel of Hell's Hand is turning out really dark. I'd probably skip it if people hadn't been looking forward to it; it's not at all funny. >_>

(I blame the spotlight-illuminated stained windows.)
It's not necessarily a bad thing. If you have too much of the same thing, it just becomes the new average. Some contrast helps with that, among other things.

(though you surely know all this better than I do)
 
Some of the speculation and analysis is mutually exclusive. That'd make for one confusing story. :p



Man, the chapel of Hell's Hand is turning out really dark. I'd probably skip it if people hadn't been looking forward to it; it's not at all funny. >_>

(I blame the spotlight-illuminated stained windows.)
Well, that just heightens the comedy of the scene. It's like watching idiots stumble through a LP of a horror game, the horror and scares add spice to the comedy.
 
I would not be surprised if high-end Valkspeak is indistinguishable from shardspeak. It has the same effects!

...QA is going to start thinking that this Cycle is about what happens if you turn the host species into shards

As was pointed out earlier by Decimator, Shard speak done properly needs a transmission array that takes up a lot more space than any Valk (or the UN for that matter) is likely willing to dedicate for communications only. It's the same concept but most Valks are probably closer to natural than Shard speak on both size and compression of information.
 
A thing to rember is that shardspeak is intended for beings that deal with so much information it is nigh impossible for humans to comprehend how much it is. The communication between the [Warrior] and [Thinker] had as much energy as a goddamn super nova. Shards themselves probably don't use that much energy for each communication, but that should give you an idea of how much larger the order of magnitude the information contained within shardspeak is then what humans, and perhaps even Valkyries, use.

TLDR shardspeak is really, really dense information wise.
 
Man, the chapel of Hell's Hand is turning out really dark. I'd probably skip it if people hadn't been looking forward to it; it's not at all funny.

Go whole hog. Make it so ridiculous nobody can take it seriously. If it crosses the line, go further until it crosses the line a second time.

Well, that just heightens the comedy of the scene. It's like watching idiots stumble through a LP of a horror game, the horror and scares add spice to the comedy.

Or this.
 
There was a jokey comment where Symbie sent a query to Taylor regarding her flower eating, but in lowercase. Maybe that could be a representation of a more Valkyrie compatible shardspeak.

When I first read it I thought, oh it's a tiny baby so of course it uses lowercase.
 
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Well, that just heightens the comedy of the scene. It's like watching idiots stumble through a LP of a horror game, the horror and scares add spice to the comedy.

Alternatively, maybe it's so tragic because it's talking about the real trauma QA suffered going through the Cycles. Taylor doesn't actually need to exaggerate much when it comes to how terrible the Thinker was.
 
A thing to rember is that shardspeak is intended for beings that deal with so much information it is nigh impossible for humans to comprehend how much it is. The communication between the [Warrior] and [Thinker] had as much energy as a goddamn super nova. Shards themselves probably don't use that much energy for each communication, but that should give you an idea of how much larger the order of magnitude the information contained within shardspeak is then what humans, and perhaps even Valkyries, use.

TLDR shardspeak is really, really dense information wise.
And if you're an asshole* you can pump up the energy used to transmit your message so that it's an attack all by itself.

*Broadcast
 
Man, the chapel of Hell's Hand is turning out really dark. I'd probably skip it if people hadn't been looking forward to it; it's not at all funny. >_>

(I blame the spotlight-illuminated stained windows.)

Oh no, no. Go full ham! I don't know how you're writing the tone but I want to see this place in it's full eldritch glory. We either get to laugh at how traumatized the poor girls get or we get to be traumatized ourselves. I'm pumped for both.

A thing to rember is that shardspeak is intended for beings that deal with so much information it is nigh impossible for humans to comprehend how much it is. The communication between the [Warrior] and [Thinker] had as much energy as a goddamn super nova. Shards themselves probably don't use that much energy for each communication, but that should give you an idea of how much larger the order of magnitude the information contained within shardspeak is then what humans, and perhaps even Valkyries, use.

TLDR shardspeak is really, really dense information wise.

Maybe they wouldn't have such a problem with entropy if they didn't waste so much energy. Of course, if they could have figured out conservationism they probably could have figured out birth control.
 
...QA is going to start thinking that this Cycle is about what happens if you turn the host species into shards
This seems counterproductive when Entities already have overpopulation problems.
A thing to rember is that shardspeak is intended for beings that deal with so much information it is nigh impossible for humans to comprehend how much it is. The communication between the [Warrior] and [Thinker] had as much energy as a goddamn super nova.
And if you're an asshole* you can pump up the energy used to transmit your message so that it's an attack all by itself.
*Broadcast
Actually Sting, since since IIRC the Entities' original method of communication could be summed up as "stab the information into your brain".
So Broadcast is probably a more specialized descendant/derivative of Sting.
 
Huh, apparently we have actual omakes now. When did this happen and why was I not aware?

The therapy ones were just hilarious, and the 'Greater Good' one I suspect actually has or will happen soon...
(I blame the spotlight-illuminated stained windows.)
Given the subject and the phrasing, I get the impression that they are most definitely what you describe. They aren't stained glass, just stained...
With what is the next question...

But really, go ahead unless it's something that'll attract the mods. It's all fabricated, so it never actually happened even in-story, and it's funny to watch the exploration team's reactions.
We must add to her legend. :D
A thing to rember is that shardspeak is intended for beings that deal with so much information it is nigh impossible for humans to comprehend how much it is. The communication between the [Warrior] and [Thinker] had as much energy as a goddamn super nova.
There's also some evidence that Wildbow likes messing with people who try to figure out actual facts from his story. In part because some of it doesn't actually rely on science in the first place. Endbringer mass and Shardspeak are two such places.

(Edit: By that, I mean that the two listed examples are things it's fairly certain that WB didn't really research (there are actually a lot of those) and instead picked because they sounded good, but the numbers are actually pretty ludicrous because the mind can't really comprehend how much that actually is. But then you realize that he also has a known tendency to purposely give wrong answers to people asking questions, and that EB mass was from one of those. So there's also a chance he was spitballing and made up a large number again because it sounded good (but didn't know how ludicrous it was) or because it would mess with theorycrafters. This may also be the reason that headcanon sneaking into the setting isn't necessarily bad--it can't always make less sense!

That said, it still does a better job at explaining superheroes than a radioactive spider or "they're all aliens and sun color somehow matters.")

An alternative theory, assuming that it's actually true, though:

If you assume that noise and signal are Gaussian, you can improve the legibility of a message by improving its signal-to-noise ration (i.e. making it louder). What do you bet that the Entities never bothered to learn ECC or Shannon's theory, and just figured that yelling louder made it harder to misunderstand what they're saying... and then decided to just do that until the error rate was essentially zero? (Cue the Dilbert strip and all the Harry Potter fanfics that feature an attempt to communicate with foreigners just by talking louder...)

Really, a whole lot of what they do is "take a very simple abstraction and turn it up to 11 until it actually works for general cases."
 
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Science? Bah, we don't need that when we have shard magic! What, you thought that this would be consistant? No, we here at undomesticated boar Inc. pride ourselves upon our systems not needing such paltry things as logic to induce suffering and failure of authority in the widest possible scale. Call now to get this special offer on magical antiauthoritarian suffer juice at 1-800-suffering! Terms and conditions apply*
 
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Version 1 was beta-read by @Vebyast.

AN: Elise was accidentally misnamed as "Emily" in a few past chapters. They were fixed a week or two ago. EDIT: I'm told that not everyone knows about the non-canon bloopers under Sidestory. Omakes are kept under Apocrypha.

EDIT 2: Minor-ish revisions to chapter made; it's about 20% larger. Thanks for the feedback!




Liz and Elise looked out at what was probably the largest room to date. Probably. It was hard to tell; the whole thing seemed to be endlessly folding and unfolding on itself in a complete mockery of the word theoretical. At least Antagonists had the common decency to stick to three dimensions. Mostly. Even when they didn't, such sidestepping generally involved constant energy input and liberal use of Higgs particles. Liz wasn't detecting any of that. Hells, the room might not even be sticking with just four dimensions.

>> "Command, we've got eyes on a—a thing down here. Sensory data is attached. No Higgs emissions detected; please advise." <<

>>
"ABRAHAM-One, be advised that you shouldn't stick your d–" <<


There was a conspicuous lull in the transmissions. Liz sighed and wish she were surprised. UNOMI members often used humor to cope with a lot of the horrifying crap they saw, but that sometimes made the vanguard role even more unpleasant. STRATNET's cold ruthlessness was often less uncomfortable to deal with. Sure, it was sometimes funny, but Liz didn't feel as though humor belonged in this bloody tomb. Even the alleged interruption had been a joke; speaking aloud was glacial by Valkyrie standards, so messages were composed and sent as discrete packets. Depending on their method of generating a message, a Valkyrie might keep stuttering or hesitate, but nothing should stop them from finishing a message after an interruption.

>> "ABRAHAM-One, this is UNOMI-Thirteen-O. We recommend sending at least four drones to allow triangulation. We can analyze the readings for you upon their return." <<

>>
"Acknowledged, Thirteen. Deploying recon units." <<


Elise and Liz each took a quartet of recon drones out of storage. No reason not to be thorough when they might need to step foot in that mess soon enough. It took a few extra seconds to modify the drones' programming with extra contingencies before the sacrificial scouts were sent floating on their merry way.

The drones vanished into a mind-numbing mess of reflections and alien geometries. Their signal didn't. There were some repeating and/or delayed wavelengths, but the signals were still present.

>> "Thirteen, we're still receiving live feeds. Sending them along now." <<

Six seconds came and went before a response arrived. Liz wouldn't be surprised if the analysts had collaboratively written a whole research paper in that time.

>> "ABRAHAM-One, readings suggest that the exotic distortion is actively maintained by an Impeller Field. Deliberately contesting spacial control should render the area traversable." <<

>>
"Thirteen, are you suggesting we have an Impeller-wrestling match with an Arcology?" <<
Elise incredulously demanded.

>> "ABRAHAM-Two, your sensory data has yet to acknowledge any significant Impeller clashes. We believe that Hell's Hand is likely attempting to avoid confrontation." <<

Liz rolled her eyes and extended her Impeller before Elise could get into a full-fledged argument. Sure enough, space began returning to normal shortly... before her Impeller reached a given point, actually. By the time she had control of any given area, there was nothing there save normal three-dimensional space. Liz couldn't decide if she was unhappy about the loss of data or pleased by the lack of high-density gibberish.

The room became a lot smaller, but only a little less creepy, as the metaphorical cobwebs were brushed away. Spotlights provided illumination to the stained glass windows dotting what was proving to be some manner of chapel.

The closest window seemed to depict two humanoid figures—one silver and one gold—literally cracking the Earth with some manner of lance or spear. Or at least, the orb was probably supposed to be Earth; the general outline was right and the moon was present. Rather than the blue and green so often used for such art pieces, landmasses were a dreary grey and the oceans dull brown.

The moon was also an eye, so that was a thing.

The layered window opposite it wasn't much better. If not for the humanoids of silver and gold, it could have been some manner of family tree with nine crown-wearing individuals branching off into four times their number. In turn, those thirty-six stood over a field of corpses, because of course they did. It wasn't like this place seemed to have a stigma against leaving bodies laying around.

Credit where it was due, only most of the living appeared happy about this state of affairs. Three lower-level members had black trails falling from their eyes, and one upper-tier individual with physical features similar to Cadet Hebert looked down at hands stained with blood. The art style made it hard to compare faces, but the eye and hair color both seemed right. A possible twin with no 'offspring' sat against the maybe-Hebert, curled up and hugging her knees in a puddle of blood. Little drops of red dotted every part of maybe-Hebert's twin save her hands, which were left conspicuously clean. Aside from the figures of silver and gold, maybe-Hebert's twin was the only person to have such a contrast. Even the corpses had blood on their hands.

...Goddammit, who was Liz fooling? One of the two was clearly going to be Hebert. The kid's therapist was going to have their hands full.

No, no, stay positive.

Creepily long silver fingers lead to the heads of each upper-level figure save probably-Hebert's possibly-dead twin. Most of those simply faded into an upper-tier's skull (or possibly crown), but the finger allotted to probably-Hebert split into two black tendrils that pinched her head between them. The layered circles on the tendrils were probably supposed to be eyes, too. In fact, there seemed to be a constant pattern of eyes inscribed on the entire back of the window.

No wonder Hebert hadn't seemed at all bothered by the surveillance team.

Liz knew she should really stop paying so much attention to the decorations. It was not unlike picking at a fingernail; she knew with every moment that it would bring her grief, yet she couldn't make herself stop.

Fortunately, she wasn't the only person dealing with this mess.

>> "ABRAHAM-One, avoid uncovering the windows and head for the stairwell behind the altar. Interpret that as an order if necessary; it's clearly not helping you focus on the task at hand." <<

Elizabeth shook her head and tried to focus on managing her Impeller rather than what it was still uncovering. Like several malnourished corpses sitting in the pews, each of them dead of either starvation or simple dehydration. Great alternative, that. Definitely better for her sanity than the windows.

Elise pointedly grabbed Liz's arm and hurried behind the boxy altar. Sure enough, a half-hidden spiral stairwell led downward. Unusual, that; the three prior staircases had been metal. Judging by the thin red stains, someone had clearly been killed atop the altar and their blood allowed to drain down. Was it wrong to think that it might've been a cleaner death than many of the others? Starvation wasn't anything approaching a quick way to go. They'd worried about how Hebert had protected her food, and now they seemingly had confirmation of their fears. Few Valkyries enjoyed learning that their nightmares were accurate.

The narrow stairway forced Liz to store most of her weapons to enter. Still, a Valkyrie was never unarmed and she could probably extrude them before any traps could hurt her. The only part of her in danger was her sanity.

Liz's foot landed atop the first step.

"With cat-like tread!" A speaker shouted at them.

"Gods-dammed fucking–" Elise yelped. >> "Seriously, what is with this place? Is this where torturers go to retire?" <<

Liz couldn't agree. As far as she was concerned, the distraction was a godsend even if it had started as a jumpscare.

"Upon our prey we steal!"

>> "ABRAHAM, stay alert and watch for possible ambushers." <<

~ ~ ~

Mom-Taylor blinked at the borderless monitor before her.

"I don't remember including a soundtrack anywhere. I guess that doesn't mean much, but it still doesn't fit the theme. Symbie?"

<mine!>

"Huh? Why do you need a theme so–"

The dream-sim went silent and still as sleep.

~ ~ ~

"Come, friends, who plough the sea!"

"This song isn't actually half bad, actually," Elise mused. "You know, now that it isn't scaring me half to death."

Liz was Elise's superior officer. However, she was also Elise's best friend. She couldn't just pass up an opportunity like that.

>> "Command, I'm about to initiate some personal stress relief. Please ignore any signs of alarm for the next few seconds." <<

Liz twisted around and screamed in Elise's face. Elise flinched and screamed in turn.
 
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So Anna is Ruby but with Trama? Makes sense.
Honestly, I think Anna is worse. Anna has some pretty severely stunted social development that quite possibly even outright regressed and misdeveloped. Getting Durga at eight years old and falling heavily into the role of an unwanted protector of an isolated outcast as much self-imposed as not didn't do her any favours on that front. Too, everything that she knows about Valkyrie-ing is experience that she picked up in the field, with absolutely nothing in the way of any sort of relatable basis of a common foundation shared by most other Valkyries or even natural aptitude, forming something analogous to a language barrier separating other Valks from a girl who doesn't even know what language they're using. When her explanation for how to do something with an Impeller Field is the likes of "Well you sort of... wiggle it, y'know? Right when it feels right?" ...well that's because that's as clear as she can get. That's her legitimately trying her best and just having no freaking clue how to get her point across. She may not even really get the perspective of a questioning Valkyrie in the first place. How does she do the thing? She... does the thing. The way that it's done? Bit too circular for clarity, that.

Basically, Ruby is a genius who gets excited easily and happens to be awkward and shy at times, whereas Anna is a bumbling moron who died and went to hell only to somehow keep on going long enough to stumble her way into accidentally becoming Doomguy.

That brings to bear the question: Could Valkyries learn shardspeak?

It's generally portrayed as basically an infodump of concepts so dense and thorough that confusion is impossible. Valkyries have superhuman data storage and processing power and would probably enjoy a language that cuts down on misunderstandings. Maybe a shard-lite version? I could see it being an interesting gift (intentional or otherwise).
Well, Decimator was able to parse QA's dialogue well enough after she gave him a <SUPPLEMENT> to alter his communication protocols, and Decimator was able to pick up that QA had made some kind of communication attempt even beforehand and make a reply of his own, so I should think it within the realm of possibility. That said, there may not be much point to it regardless.

Decimator outclasses basically any Valkyrie at all by an enormous margin. Anna managed to solo a Type Zero, sure, but Sekhmet still outclassed her regardless per Avalanche's word and she herself doesn't have any actual peers anyway; given the difficulties that Decimator had in communicating with QA, shardspeak may simply be impractical outside of niche circumstances. Decimator took comparative ages to formulate a reply that by QA's standards didn't actually have much in the way of content, and that's further supplemented by Decimator's own perspective in which Decimator came to the unknown truth of needing drastically greater resources in order to make his discoveries fit QA's own performance levels. That practicality issue stems from shardspeak being indeed for shards. Most of the time, Valkyries simply aren't going to have the same needs.

Entities can communicate with one another in a way that is useful for them. In the exchange between Eden and Abaddon, there was a vast gulf of alien perspective. Eden had no concept at all of philosophy, essentially being very good at being very basic in term of thinking. All the same, though, with a freaking bajillion voices all shouting their own versions of the same message, it offers a comprehensive context approaching the literal definition of the very concept so intended to be conveyed. Too, Entities also just use a lot of information; tracking every single particle's activity in a region significant by astronomical standards for years into the future involves a hell of a lot of data, for instance, and so shards need communication methods that can indeed convey that exorbitant amount of content, especially when similar things may be being done so many times over in parallel as to warrant significant use of scientific notation.

Valkyries, by contrast, already have a good idea how to make themselves intelligible to one another and know more or less what they're talking about already too, even if the particular specifics are unclear, and thus can afford more limited communications that in their case is actually more refined in that aspect. They also simply don't care about a lot of extraneous details. "Good enough" means something different to them even if they do like precise communication, because getting too precise and including additional details like a reference point relative to everything when they have already figured it out with far less context is an unnecessary waste of effort. Something like a query about an enemy's activities don't necessarily need to be answered with an in-depth report on how all the particles composing said enemy have come to be as they are since they came to be a part of the compositional pattern with tangential reports about the origins of every particle prior to becoming part of that enemy, especially not if processing that takes so long as to obviate the very point in asking in the first place. Distance of communication is also much more convenient here, too, so Valkyries don't need to worry about sending a signal that can be read clearly across a galaxy or twelve with all the interference thereof, or such. It's just not practical most of the time.

...QA is going to start thinking that this Cycle is about what happens if you turn the host species into shards
Seems a reasonable possibility. QA is probably going to be doing a lot of theory-crafting about everything going on here. She "knows" that there has to be some kind of purpose to it all, even if she can't figure it out, so just what is that? As far as she's concerned, :MOTHER: has a reason to be figured out if she can just find it. Given the incident that she already had with Host and the fact that it had to have been part of :MOTHER:'s plan, there is some sense to the idea, and it appears to be perhaps supported by more on account of the Valkyrie Cores present in this Cycle blurring the distinctions. All the more, it's something that QA may very well simply want to believe; QA has serious issues when it comes to having to say goodbye to the things she's grown attached to, so if she thinks that she has a possible explanation that she likes, confirmation bias on her part might influence her perceptions considerably.

Some of the speculation and analysis is mutually exclusive. That'd make for one confusing story. :p
Well, I did frame it in largely conditional tense and statements about possibilities and what I personally thought, so... strictly speaking from a logic standpoint, I suppose it could technically be canon pretty much no matter how it turns out!

Alternatively, sim-ception! ...those simulation rooms really do have a lot of mindscrew potential. True things can be false without being false.

Man, the chapel of Hell's Hand is turning out really dark. I'd probably skip it if people hadn't been looking forward to it; it's not at all funny. >_>

(I blame the spotlight-illuminated stained windows.)
You know, for some reason, I get the feeling that the term "stained windows" may not necessarily be being used the usual way here...

This seems counterproductive when Entities already have overpopulation problems.
There could be a logic behind a rapid buildup of growth on :MOTHER:'s part to allow her to in turn better curb overpopulation stemming from other Entities, though. There is indeed a long-term overpopulation concern, so if there are fewer Entities around, that concern gets mitigated, but actually enabling that reduction by way of successfully hunting down and eliminating the resource competition—and stealing their stuff—raises its own concerns. This (false) Cycle does have some considerable support for the notion of delving into research on how to combat shards, so perhaps this is :MOTHER:'s effort to basically level grind in preparation, bulking up with more shards and specifically shards adept at killing counterparts.
 
You know, I'm really enjoying the whole exploring Hell's Hand parts...I wonder how they would react to coming across the undead or for some reason a sleeping Endbringer?
 
The layered window opposite it wasn't much better. If not for the humanoids of silver and gold, it could have been some manner of family tree with nine crown-wearing individuals branching off into four times their number. In turn, those thirty-six stood over a field of corpses, because of course they did. It wasn't like this place seemed to have a stigma against leaving bodies laying around.

Credit where it was due, only most of the living appeared happy about this state of affairs. Three lower-level members had black trails falling from their eyes, and one upper-tier individual with physical features similar to Cadet Hebert looked down at hands stained with blood. The art style made it hard to compare faces, but the eye and hair color both seemed right.

A possible twin with no 'offspring' sat against the maybe-Hebert, curled up and hugging her knees in a puddle of blood. Little drops of red dotted every part of maybe-Hebert's twin save her hands, which were left conspicuously clean.

Creepily long silver fingers lead to the heads of each upper-level figure save probably-Hebert's possibly-dead twin. Most of those simply faded into an upper-tier's skull (or possibly crown), but the finger allotted to probably-Hebert split into two black tendrils that pinched her head between them. The layered circles on the tendrils were probably supposed to be eyes, too. In fact, there seemed to be a constant pattern of eyes inscribed on the entire back of the window.

Now this is where it gets really interesting. Taylor Dreamer gets to tell a story! Obviously Entities, QA and Taylor. Obviously a relationship between host and shard... Maybe the triumvirate in there? Very much liking the 'monster is already among you' vibes being sent that probably won't be picked up. I'm not sure where thirty six is coming from, but I'm very much looking forward to seeing what intel/psychs make of this.

It's a profoundly honest sort of message, probably telling more than Dreamer/Symbie meant to. They'd make fantastic vague oracles in any fantasy.
 
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You know, I'm really enjoying the whole exploring Hell's Hand parts...I wonder how they would react to coming across the undead or for some reason a sleeping Endbringer?
They don't get the implications of Endbringers. To them, it would be just another Antagonist.

Yeah, so basically a drugged up view on the cycle. Seems about right.
Hey! While technically true, Taylor worked hard on humanizing all those! It's not easy to make humans feel sympathy for even a coerced killer, you know!

(There are another seven windows, but those were dragging the mood down too far. I figured this would work as a compromise.)

EDIT: ((But yes, Taylor being drugged did lead to some interesting easter eggs for UNOMI to scratch their heads over.))

EDIT 2: The contents of other windows will probably be revealed indirectly and piecemeal. I wouldn't just say "Hey, there are more of those," and then never bring it up ever again.
 
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They don't get the implications of Endbringers. To them, it would be just another Antagonist.
"So take a Type Zero and stretch it out to a few dozen floors in height, with appropriate sizing up for everything else."
*Raises eyebrow* "Alright."
"Now they only attack once every three months and only one at a time."
"I'm just waiting for the catch at this point, I mean its bad, but-"
"You only have access to one weapon system from your frame and only that weapon. No impeller or anything else."
"... How the flying fuck were you supposed to survive those scenarios?"
"Oh, we weren't, but they usually had something they were after aside from just killing all of us, so..."
 
But wouldn't a "Super Antagonist", dormant Antagonist, captured Antagonist, or full horror-show test subjects becoming a Antagonist be a big deal?
Sorry still plowing through the original story.
 
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