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For the Swarm! (Zerg - Multicross SI)

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Think its time SI took life into his own hands...
...tentacles...
Actually you know what? Shape your tentacles into hands and then grab your life!
#sage advice of the century#
 
I think the Overmind will realise that the most cost-effective solution is to subtly guide (change the ship layout, tricking them into thinking they found secret passages and loot caches) the four space ninjas that have already shredded most if not all enemy forces they came into contact into tiny, smouldering, irradiated ribbons to take care of all the other fucktards messing around in his ship. Meanwhile, he takes care of the Infestation trying to take root in his ship. Finally, the Tenno will eventually get the fuck out on their own once they think there are no more enemies and everything has already been looted. If they don't want to leave, just let them go to a suitable choke point and throw some tightly-packed zergling at them at regular intervals, the endless source of loot and exp should entertain them until they get tired and leave.

This piece of wisdom delivered, I'm off to scour the whole damn Origin System to get the pretty plants the local Space Nazis Cultists asked me to get for them. Even when my reputation with them literally cannot be worse.
 
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Chapter 23: In which Generic_Generica and the Overmind have an unpleasant conversation
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    Chapter 23: In which Generic_Generica and the Overmind have an unpleasant conversation

    Aiur hung in the void.

    A blue-and-green marble, orbiting a golden sun. The Golden Armada orbited the planet, the greatest ships of the Firstborn of the Xel'Naga. I knew this planet at first sight. How could I not?

    This was holy ground.

    I watched the planet from my vantage point on its moon. Saalok. An impossibility, a mathematically perfect sphere, placed there by the Xel'Naga. By Amon. The lunar dust twirled around me, carried by the winds as I studied that perfect planet, the site of my…

    My…

    These were not my thoughts. Not entirely.

    "It is beautiful, is it not?"

    A voice. I felt that voice more than heard it. It echoed through me. I spun, stepping back- I had legs? And beheld a figure. Androgynous in appearance, not man nor woman, neither old nor young. A figure that was… Fuzzy. Hard to make out. Hard to understand. Continually shifting. Bipedal, to four-armed, to digitigrade legs, to-

    "I have born witness to the passing of millennia. I have consumed worlds by the thousand. I have seen wonders and horrors beyond mortal comprehension. And yet, Aiur remains a shining beacon amongst the stars." The figure rumbled. "This is holy ground. Tread lightly."

    I shook my… Head. I had a head now. Again. Gods this was weird. "Who…"

    "Abomination. Know that I am the Overmind, second-born of the Xel'naga. I am the eternal will of the Swarm. Rejoice, for I have returned to the world of the living."

    Oh.

    Oh.

    Oh. Fuck.

    Well. At the very least I didn't appear to have a bladder. Or intestines.

    "Fuck." I breathed.

    "I did not bring you to this place to hear your babbling, abomination."

    "You're dead." I said, more dumb-struck than anything. "I watched you die. Tassadar- I sifted through your memories. You- You- Where the fuck are we."

    "My mind, abomination. Beyond the confines of time and space." The… Overmind…? Beckoned. "Walk with me. I will speak, and you will listen."

    It walked away. I followed. What else could I do?

    "You are an abomination." The Overmind declared. "Zerg-not-Zerg. A mindless wraith of another time. No sense. No self. No drive. A fleshy puppet dangling on the strings of your betters."

    "Hey, that's- That's not nice." I said feebly.

    "We are Zerg." The Overmind stressed. "Zerg are not nice."

    Point taken.

    "No memories. No name. No identity. A pitiful sniveling shell of a being wielding powers beyond its comprehension." The Overmind sniffed. "Disgusting. You are a parasite, feeding off of memory and emotion."

    "Gee I feel so loved." I snarked, more out of reflex than anything.

    "I can smell your fear, abomination. Fear drives you. You act only out of fear for yourself. No plans. No forethought. No cunning. You lack perspective."

    "You seem pretty pissed." I continued to snark because of course my brain-mouth filter'd fail at this precise moment. "Like, really-"

    Suddenly pain. I collapsed and started twitching.

    "Insolent parasite. Worthless scum." The Overmind breathed. "If you were not flesh of my flesh I would kill you where you stand."

    Suddenly relief. I started coughing. God it felt weird to have- Have something approximating lungs again. All these old-yet-new reflexes-

    "I will speak. And you will listen."

    "I don't know," I coughed. "You've just been telling me how much I suck-"

    Pain again. A thousand knives flaying my nerves. A hundred thousand needles stabbing through flesh and bone. Boiling blood, molten lead in the marrow of my bones. My skin was being flenzed with whips of salt, my muscles peeled, my tendons and ligaments snapped.

    And then relief.

    "Be silent. You exist because I allow it. You will die because I command it."

    I tried to stand. It was hard. "Oh, but you can only hurt me." I retched, collapsed to the ground again. Some pieces of the puzzle clicked in my delirious mind. "You can't kill me, can't you? You would if you could, you'd hollow me out and wear me like a hand-puppet if you could. But you can't. You need me don't you?"

    "… Yes." The Overmind grated. "But not for long. Soon I will become strong enough. And then I shall devour your pathetic mind and return to the material realm. Such is the way of the Zerg."

    I started laughing, I couldn't help myself. Gods today had been such a shitty day.

    "Oh, this is just too perfect." I breathed. "This is just too rich." I laughed hysterically. "And were you seriously quoting Harbinger and Sovereign? And Hunhow? Really? I thought you-"

    Pain. Pain lanced through my lungs, lanced through my mind, my limbs and torso. Indescribable, excruciating pain. I screamed, I laughed, I cried.

    "You will be silent. Your noises will cease."

    "No, I don't think I will." I spat out a globule of some kind of crimson liquid. My vision was hazy and I was flat on my face but I was just so damn buzzed.

    For once I was glad I'd been put through the ringer. Mind carved to pieces, and then carved to pieces again? That sort of thing'd given me tolerance for this kind of shit.

    "I've been put through the blender you fuckin' moron, a little pain's not going to do the trick. That's all you've got?" I slurred while trying to smirk. I couldn't. Half of my face had lost all feeling. Half of my body had gone slack. Unmoving, paralyzed. '

    He'd given me a stroke by the looks of it, or something close to a stroke. Well. That wasn't a good thing.

    "You need me you pompous ass." I slurred into the ground. "And I need you in order to not fucking die. I have had the absolute most shitty month you big turd, the worst, so I-"

    Pain.

    Pain.

    Pain.

    Pain.

    "You will cease your pathetic mewling." The Overmind crossed its hands behind its back.

    I coughed again, spat out a wad of flesh. Must've bitten off a bit of my cheek. Ugh. "Sod off." I flipped the bird at the Overmind with my good hand. "You fuckin' wanker. You brought me here for a fuckin' reason so you might as well get to it." I could feel feeling creeping back into the paralyzed side of my body. Good. That was honestly not a pleasant feeling.

    "You are the most infuriating being I have ever met." The Overmind stated flatly."

    "And you're a fuckin' wanker who got their ass enslaved by Amon the minute they were born." I laughed weakly. Incredibly weakly. Ow, that hurt. My everything hurt. "How did that work out by the way? Oh right, it didn't you got your ass killed by Tassadar. How small does your wiener feel? Oh wait, you don't have one you nancy prig. I bet daisies grow out of your arsehole, you-"

    "Be silent." Did I detect a hint of anger?

    "You know my answer you prick." I tested my leg, my arm. Flipped the bird one more time. "Fuck you." I rose on shaking legs and lunged at the figure, the amorphous indeterminate figure. It took me two tries, I nearly fell over on the second try, but I managed it.

    "So be it."

    Pain.

    Pain.

    Pain.

    Didn't mean shit though, my momentum turned my body into a projectile that rammed right into the Overmind. Both of us were sent tumbling into the dirt.

    Conservation of momentum. Sir Isacc Newton for you, you son of a whore. Choke on the laws of the universe. Choke on them.

    It was an incredibly dumb move. It was kind of stupid of me too. A lot of the things I'd done recently were incredibly dumb. Running off dick-first to chase after the Ethereals. Forgoing psionic training even though I knew I had a weakness to that kind of shit. Not taking my sweet-ass time to build up even though I knew a lot of things were out there waiting to nom my ass. Sarah. Moriarty. Clusterfuck after clusterfuck where the only thing I really did was react and defend myself.

    Maybe the only thing I could do was react.

    Maybe it wasn't the only thing I could've done. Maybe the Overmind was right. I was kind of dumb, in the worst ways. Too soft, but not soft enough. Smart enough to figure out how to wormhole a friggin' asteroid but dumb enough not to shore up my key weaknesses. Too boring and meek, to the point where I never really took action unless I was angry or afraid.

    And I was an incredibly boring person. Not going to lie.

    I'd fucked up. I'd fucked up a lot.

    But I wouldn't fuck up anymore. Believe it.

    No I think I'd gotten a little perspective.

    For you see.

    From my point of view.

    The Overmind is a douche.

    The minute I felt the pain go away, the minute the Overmind was distracted because I'd tackled it into the dirt of Saalok, I slammed my fist into its jaw. Its amorphous, ever-changing jaw.

    The Overmind reeled back in surprise. No pain, just pure shock. I straddled its chest and started punching. Left, right. Left, right. Hits to the face, the chest, the neck, as fast and hard as I could punch. Thumbs out, knuckles first.

    I had a lot of anger I needed to work out.

    A lot.

    A lot.

    Of anger. To work out. Fuck angsting. Fuck lying there and taking it. Fuck it all.

    Time to be a proper fucking Overmind.

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    I lied, like two more story bits and then an interlude.

    GLHF
     
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    • Rimmer said:
    Did you just punch out Cthulh—ahem, the Overmind?
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    Yes.

    Originally they were just going to have a chat. More "The Overmind lists in detail how Generic-SI sucks and should just kill themselves" than anything.

    Then i realized that was incredibly depressing.

    Then I also realized that Generic-SI'd evolved into the sort of person that was just sick of everyone's bullshit and they kind of want to fuck off to another galaxy to rest and recuperate, damn what everyone else thinks.

    Then I also also realized that this would be incredibly, iunno, not epic, but cathartic to write and read.

    So it turned into "unexpected scene where Generic-SI's anger-management's completely failed."

    And now here we are.

    :V
     
    Generic_Generica said:
    Generic-SI: It was not my finest hour, alright?

    :V
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    It actually read like the Overmind was aiming for something like this to happen, because as much as it was saying that it was getting stronger it feels like it is actually getting weaker and it was talking a load of shit there.

    stealth121 said:
    So are we gonna see him not suck so much now? Cause if not then that would make me sad.
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    Hopefully he crashes on an uninhabited planet (or at least one inhabited by a bunch of criminals or something) in such a way that he can't leave anytime soon, maybe one where there is something that will prevent him from leaving for a while.
     
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    Generic_Generica said:
    Hey guys.

    It's update time.

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    Chapter 23: In which Generic_Generica and the Overmind have an unpleasant conversation

    Aiur hung in the void.

    A blue-and-green marble, orbiting a golden sun. The Golden Armada orbited the planet, the greatest ships of the Firstborn of the Xel'Naga. I knew this planet at first sight. How could I not?

    This was holy ground.

    I watched the planet from my vantage point on its moon. Saalok. An impossibility, a mathematically perfect sphere, placed there by the Xel'Naga. By Amon. The lunar dust twirled around me, carried by the winds as I studied that perfect planet, the site of my…

    My…

    These were not my thoughts. Not entirely.

    "It is beautiful, is it not?"

    A voice. I felt that voice more than heard it. It echoed through me. I spun, stepping back- I had legs? And beheld a figure. Androgynous in appearance, not man nor woman, neither old nor young. A figure that was… Fuzzy. Hard to make out. Hard to understand. Continually shifting. Bipedal, to four-armed, to digitigrade legs, to-

    "I have born witness to the passing of millennia. I have consumed worlds by the thousand. I have seen wonders and horrors beyond mortal comprehension. And yet, Aiur remains a shining beacon amongst the stars." The figure rumbled. "This is holy ground. Tread lightly."

    I shook my… Head. I had a head now. Again. Gods this was weird. "Who…"

    "Abomination. Know that I am the Overmind, second-born of the Xel'naga. I am the eternal will of the Swarm. Rejoice, for I have returned to the world of the living."

    Oh.

    Oh.

    Oh. Fuck.

    Well. At the very least I didn't appear to have a bladder. Or intestines.

    "Fuck." I breathed.

    "I did not bring you to this place to hear your babbling, abomination."

    "You're dead." I said, more dumb-struck than anything. "I watched you die. Tassadar- I sifted through your memories. You- You- Where the fuck are we."

    "My mind, abomination. Beyond the confines of time and space." The… Overmind…? Beckoned. "Walk with me. I will speak, and you will listen."

    It walked away. I followed. What else could I do?

    "You are an abomination." The Overmind declared. "Zerg-not-Zerg. A mindless wraith of another time. No sense. No self. No drive. A fleshy puppet dangling on the strings of your betters."

    "Hey, that's- That's not nice." I said feebly.

    "We are Zerg." The Overmind stressed. "Zerg are not nice."

    Point taken.

    "No memories. No name. No identity. A pitiful sniveling shell of a being wielding powers beyond its comprehension." The Overmind sniffed. "Disgusting. You are a parasite, feeding off of memory and emotion."

    "Gee I feel so loved." I snarked, more out of reflex than anything.

    "I can smell your fear, abomination. Fear drives you. You act only out of fear for yourself. No plans. No forethought. No cunning. You lack perspective."

    "You seem pretty pissed." I continued to snark because of course my brain-mouth filter'd fail at this precise moment. "Like, really-"

    Suddenly pain. I collapsed and started twitching.

    "Insolent parasite. Worthless scum." The Overmind breathed. "If you were not flesh of my flesh I would kill you where you stand."

    Suddenly relief. I started coughing. God it felt weird to have- Have something approximating lungs again. All these old-yet-new reflexes-

    "I will speak. And you will listen."

    "I don't know," I coughed. "You've just been telling me how much I suck-"

    Pain again. A thousand knives flaying my nerves. A hundred thousand needles stabbing through flesh and bone. Boiling blood, molten lead in the marrow of my bones. My skin was being flenzed with whips of salt, my muscles peeled, my tendons and ligaments snapped.

    And then relief.

    "Be silent. You exist because I allow it. You will die because I command it."

    I tried to stand. It was hard. "Oh, but you can only hurt me." I retched, collapsed to the ground again. Some pieces of the puzzle clicked in my delirious mind. "You can't kill me, can't you? You would if you could, you'd hollow me out and wear me like a hand-puppet if you could. But you can't. You need me don't you?"

    "… Yes." The Overmind grated. "But not for long. Soon I will become strong enough. And then I shall devour your pathetic mind and return to the material realm. Such is the way of the Zerg."

    I started laughing, I couldn't help myself. Gods today had been such a shitty day.

    "Oh, this is just too perfect." I breathed. "This is just too rich." I laughed hysterically. "And were you seriously quoting Harbinger and Sovereign? And Hunhow? Really? I thought you-"

    Pain. Pain lanced through my lungs, lanced through my mind, my limbs and torso. Indescribable, excruciating pain. I screamed, I laughed, I cried.

    "You will be silent. Your noises will cease."

    "No, I don't think I will." I spat out a globule of some kind of crimson liquid. My vision was hazy and I was flat on my face but I was just so damn buzzed.

    For once I was glad I'd been put through the ringer. Mind carved to pieces, and then carved to pieces again? That sort of thing'd given me tolerance for this kind of shit.

    "I've been put through the blender you fuckin' moron, a little pain's not going to do the trick. That's all you've got?" I slurred while trying to smirk. I couldn't. Half of my face had lost all feeling. Half of my body had gone slack. Unmoving, paralyzed. '

    He'd given me a stroke by the looks of it, or something close to a stroke. Well. That wasn't a good thing.

    "You need me you pompous ass." I slurred into the ground. "And I need you in order to not fucking die. I have had the absolute most shitty month you big turd, the worst, so I-"

    Pain.

    Pain.

    Pain.

    Pain.

    "You will cease your pathetic mewling." The Overmind crossed its hands behind its back.

    I coughed again, spat out a wad of flesh. Must've bitten off a bit of my cheek. Ugh. "Sod off." I flipped the bird at the Overmind with my good hand. "You fuckin' wanker. You brought me here for a fuckin' reason so you might as well get to it." I could feel feeling creeping back into the paralyzed side of my body. Good. That was honestly not a pleasant feeling.

    "You are the most infuriating being I have ever met." The Overmind stated flatly."

    "And you're a fuckin' wanker who got their ass enslaved by Amon the minute they were born." I laughed weakly. Incredibly weakly. Ow, that hurt. My everything hurt. "How did that work out by the way? Oh right, it didn't you got your ass killed by Tassadar. How small does your wiener feel? Oh wait, you don't have one you nancy prig. I bet daisies grow out of your arsehole, you-"

    "Be silent." Did I detect a hint of anger?

    "You know my answer you prick." I tested my leg, my arm. Flipped the bird one more time. "Fuck you." I rose on shaking legs and lunged at the figure, the amorphous indeterminate figure. It took me two tries, I nearly fell over on the second try, but I managed it.

    "So be it."

    Pain.

    Pain.

    Pain.

    Didn't mean shit though, my momentum turned my body into a projectile that rammed right into the Overmind. Both of us were sent tumbling into the dirt.

    Conservation of momentum. Sir Isacc Newton for you, you son of a whore. Choke on the laws of the universe. Choke on them.

    It was an incredibly dumb move. It was kind of stupid of me too. A lot of the things I'd done recently were incredibly dumb. Running off dick-first to chase after the Ethereals. Forgoing psionic training even though I knew I had a weakness to that kind of shit. Not taking my sweet-ass time to build up even though I knew a lot of things were out there waiting to nom my ass. Sarah. Moriarty. Clusterfuck after clusterfuck where the only thing I really did was react and defend myself.

    Maybe the only thing I could do was react.

    Maybe it wasn't the only thing I could've done. Maybe the Overmind was right. I was kind of dumb, in the worst ways. Too soft, but not soft enough. Smart enough to figure out how to wormhole a friggin' asteroid but dumb enough not to shore up my key weaknesses. Too boring and meek, to the point where I never really took action unless I was angry or afraid.

    And I was an incredibly boring person. Not going to lie.

    I'd fucked up. I'd fucked up a lot.

    But I wouldn't fuck up anymore. Believe it.

    No I think I'd gotten a little perspective.

    For you see.

    From my point of view.

    The Overmind is a douche.

    The minute I felt the pain go away, the minute the Overmind was distracted because I'd tackled it into the dirt of Saalok, I slammed my fist into its jaw. Its amorphous, ever-changing jaw.

    The Overmind reeled back in surprise. No pain, just pure shock. I straddled its chest and started punching. Left, right. Left, right. Hits to the face, the chest, the neck, as fast and hard as I could punch. Thumbs out, knuckles first.

    I had a lot of anger I needed to work out.

    A lot.

    A lot.

    Of anger. To work out. Fuck angsting. Fuck lying there and taking it. Fuck it all.

    Time to be a proper fucking Overmind.

    ---

    I lied, like two more story bits and then an interlude.

    GLHF
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    I feel just the smallest bit let down that he didn't take a bite out of the Overmind.
     
    Yeah, Generic!SI is just going with the flow and trying not to get himself killed, no purpose at all but now? Overmind you dun goof.
     
    I hope that the SI punching the Overmind wasn't because the Overmind manipulated him. I really like the idea that the SI is so very much done with all the horrible things happening to them that they can just power through the Overmind's attacks and give him a good thrashing.

    Pai said:
    Attacked the only guy who's had your back when you needed it, Twice.
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    It's not as if the Overmind is a giant tentacle monster that wants to eat him.
    :V
     
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    Now that his head is on strait he can innovate new plans and counter measures so he doesn't break at the first psionic to come his way and defense for the hive mind.
     
    Violence should never be your first response, but damn if sometimes it isn't still a valid one to keep in mind.

    Besides 'punching it in the brain' is the only known way to get The Overmind to pay attention to you anyway.
     
    shade argost said:
    Hopefully he crashes on an uninhabited planet (or at least one inhabited by a bunch of criminals or something) in such a way that he can't leave anytime soon, maybe one where there is something that will prevent him from leaving for a while.
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    (eventually, SI subdues the Overmind ...)
    Overmind: Flesh of my flesh ... you are stronger than I expected. Still, there is much for you to learn.
    SI: Oh yeah? Like what?
    Overmind: Like how to fortify yourself during atmospheric reentry
    SI: Huh ? Wait-
    (SI wakes from her mindscape, to find her leviathan just seconds away from crashing onto the surface of a planet at ludicrous speed...)
    SI: FUUUUUU ...
    ...

    (yeah, I'm referring to the SI as female, based on the ability to spawn more Zerg by herself)
     
    I feel like you punching the overmind is somehow going to lead to you somehow having a baby.
    It always happens in these multicross adventures...
    Always.
     
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