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CYAO v3 OC Insertion.
TrueGuardian32
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CYAO V3
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Ah, a CYAO V3. I've done a few SIs with the SI setting. What about I use an OC this time?
Let's check my characters....
Ah, here we go. Name's James Williams, around 5 feet and 9 inches tall. Green eyes, black hair. Seems to be a determined sort. Nothing like me actually. Really skinny compared to me. Anyways, let's see what I can do with you James. Let's go with Standard. Hmm. One wildcard to start with. Sonic Scream Huh. I'm gonna mulligan that. Super Intelligence? Acceptable. So what else can I give you James. How about Words of Power? Maybe. I'll go to perks first.
Special Snowflake, Yes. Hmmm... Man of Mystery. It's a must have.
I've used three of the points thus far. I have 2 left. If I want James to have a Greater Power I'd have to take some complications... I think I can do something with that. You know what, Let's break the bank with Random Powers. Wanted +5. Pint Sized? Maybe? It would be funny.... I'm taking it. Here you go James. Without A Map +1, I know exactly where your going to land James. Wildbow? Whats a wildbow? +2. Calculating... 9 bonus points. So 11 points left.
Huh, let's grab some more perks.
Charles Atlas Superpowers, Comic Book Pretty, -2 points. 9 points now. Let's grab a Greater Power. Gamer is annoying to deal with, so no Gamer. Exalted? Nope. Crossover? Heh. I have ideas for crossover, but not right now. I'll decide in a moment. For Want of a Nail -1, goodbye Scion. Words of Power -4. Let's Twins with Dragon, Jailbreak it. Let's make it where you can reverse engineer tinker tech instead of just copying it. Then again, Super Intelligence will probably let you reverse engineer everything eventually, but this will make it easier. How many points left? 2 points left. Random time. Pain Infliction and Immovable... Perfect.
Difficulty: Standard +5
Powers: Words of Power -4, Twins -3, Pain Infliction -1, Immovable -1, Super Intelligence -1.
Perks: Special Snowflake. Man of Mystery.
Problems: Wanted +5. Pint Sized +1. Wildbow. What's a wildbow +2. Without a map +1.
World Effects: Want of a Nail -1
Well. Let's send a message to James.
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I laid on my bed, staring to the ceiling. Bored out of my mind. Mom and Dad took off a few years ago, I don't really know why. Sometimes I think the universe was just trying to screw with me. *BEEP* Huh, that came from my laptop, the last gift my Dad gave me before he left. I drag myself off the bed, let's see... Rob? Who are you?
Rob: Greetings James, Your life sucks. It will probably suck for a long time. I could help that, but I had an idea. I want to send you to another world where you can try and make a difference. You will have powers and such that will be extremely helpful.
What, you've got to be kidding me.
AnotherWarrior: Wat? Who are you?
Rob: I'm Rob. Anyways, if you accept press the LINK.
Wha-
Suddenly I'm staring at a surprised lady behind a counter. A second later I am covered in foam.
Rob.... ROB.... YOU HAVE TO BE ******* KIDDING ME.
I pull out of the foam, attempting to rip through it. I'm stronger than before. Must be a side effect of the 'powers' that ROB gave me. Making me stronger, actually it seems to be a mixture of intelligence and bodily strength. I can tell exactly how I should move inorder to rip off the foam.
Immediatly I stop. I was foamed. Not shot or killed, and I can still breath. Which means I should be fine where I am. Which is most likely a government facility of some kind. Now I just need to figure out how I got here. I got a message from ROB, the ROB told me I would be transported if I accepted. However this ROB knew I would automatically click the link. Now I have a multitude of superpowers. Super intelligence? No wonder I am able to comprehend everything so quickly. What else do I have. My body is past the peak of humans. Easily surpassing Olympic athletes. Hmm. I could get even more extrahuman powers with my body now. Wait my body? Smaller than I remember. Oh crap. Why?!?! Why make me a kid again! Entertainment?! Will I grow at least? Yes.
Hmm that's definitely a tranquilizer. It does hurt as much as I expected it too. Huh, it can't effect me. Goes through my system to quickly.
A few minutes later after things had cooled down I found myself in a interrogation room. I looked at the lady in the room with me. Constantly armed, seems to be linked with some sort of power, dangerous. Can't disarm, always armed.
"So... Hi." She glanced at me. Her body signals amusement. Her face is mostly covered though. Can't speak to me though, waiting for someone. Someone high up. But not the top of the organization.
"Can't talk huh. Orders from high up." She raises her eyebrow. I can't actually see her raise her eyebrow but she's really easy to read.
"People aren't naturally quiet unless they have been in a bad situation or they are mute. And you seem awfully amused from the situation. Which normally leads to talk, but you seem like a respect the rules type. Which means you were ordered to not talk to me."
"Something I said? Ah you think I have some sorta of cold reading ability or something. Well I assure you I am just really smart and talented." She's not as tense, but it's still there. "I am surprised that your not married. I mean judging by your body type and hair color you must be a hit with men, it shouldn't be too hard for you to find a man. I'd offer to take you out, but I am both too young and in a problematic situation." She snorts. Adorable. "Ever heard of the spontaneous man? He came out of no where." I got some snickers! "Ever tried to make pie? I did once, but I ran out of space for the numbers."
The door finally opens. "Finally." I look at the slightly overweight woman and raise my eyes. "No wonder it took so long. We had to pull you out of the emergency room!" The lady with the gun finally breaks down in laughter. The heavyset lady glares at me. "Don't give me that look. You know as well as I do that you could go and get healing. But your refuse for some reason, spite? Spite. Wonder why you would have spite for healers? Oh it's not just healers. It's a group of people. Weird." The lady is no longer laughing. The heavyset lady opens her mouth.
"My name is Miss Piggot. I am the local PRT Director."
This time I am confused. "PRT? What's that?" They all stop at that. When did the armored guy enter?
"Kid... Do you know where you are?"
I scratch my head. "I'd say I was at Silver City. Why?"
They looked at each other. "Oh cool. You have a lie detector built into your armor. Have you accounted for the margin of error? Everyone is different after all. He stiffens. Not answering. "Ah. You curious but can't talk to me right now. I understand. Do you have another halberd? I might be able to make something out of it? Oh. Nevermind then, sorry for asking."
"Going outside to talk huh. I guess I don't mind. Speak to you get back."
The three exit the room.
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Miss Militia POV.
We close the door, leaving the child.
"A thinker." - Mis Piggot.
"A powerful one from the looks of it. The kid knew our responses before we did."
"Hes also a brute. He shrugged of the tranquilizer with ease. It didn't even penetrate that far into his skin." - Armsmaster
"Anyone here heard of Silver City?" - Piggot.
Shaking heads all around.
"Does he count as a C53?"
Miss Piggot shook her head, "Don't know, he doesn't look monstrous. But he doesn't seem to know where he is though."
"He was rambling. Confused, yet aware. It might not have hit him yet that he isn't home." - Miss Militia
Miss Piggot gets a large grin on her face. "Let's get a new ward."
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Ah, a CYAO V3. I've done a few SIs with the SI setting. What about I use an OC this time?
Let's check my characters....
Ah, here we go. Name's James Williams, around 5 feet and 9 inches tall. Green eyes, black hair. Seems to be a determined sort. Nothing like me actually. Really skinny compared to me. Anyways, let's see what I can do with you James. Let's go with Standard. Hmm. One wildcard to start with. Sonic Scream Huh. I'm gonna mulligan that. Super Intelligence? Acceptable. So what else can I give you James. How about Words of Power? Maybe. I'll go to perks first.
Special Snowflake, Yes. Hmmm... Man of Mystery. It's a must have.
I've used three of the points thus far. I have 2 left. If I want James to have a Greater Power I'd have to take some complications... I think I can do something with that. You know what, Let's break the bank with Random Powers. Wanted +5. Pint Sized? Maybe? It would be funny.... I'm taking it. Here you go James. Without A Map +1, I know exactly where your going to land James. Wildbow? Whats a wildbow? +2. Calculating... 9 bonus points. So 11 points left.
Huh, let's grab some more perks.
Charles Atlas Superpowers, Comic Book Pretty, -2 points. 9 points now. Let's grab a Greater Power. Gamer is annoying to deal with, so no Gamer. Exalted? Nope. Crossover? Heh. I have ideas for crossover, but not right now. I'll decide in a moment. For Want of a Nail -1, goodbye Scion. Words of Power -4. Let's Twins with Dragon, Jailbreak it. Let's make it where you can reverse engineer tinker tech instead of just copying it. Then again, Super Intelligence will probably let you reverse engineer everything eventually, but this will make it easier. How many points left? 2 points left. Random time. Pain Infliction and Immovable... Perfect.
Difficulty: Standard +5
Powers: Words of Power -4, Twins -3, Pain Infliction -1, Immovable -1, Super Intelligence -1.
Perks: Special Snowflake. Man of Mystery.
Problems: Wanted +5. Pint Sized +1. Wildbow. What's a wildbow +2. Without a map +1.
World Effects: Want of a Nail -1
Well. Let's send a message to James.
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I laid on my bed, staring to the ceiling. Bored out of my mind. Mom and Dad took off a few years ago, I don't really know why. Sometimes I think the universe was just trying to screw with me. *BEEP* Huh, that came from my laptop, the last gift my Dad gave me before he left. I drag myself off the bed, let's see... Rob? Who are you?
Rob: Greetings James, Your life sucks. It will probably suck for a long time. I could help that, but I had an idea. I want to send you to another world where you can try and make a difference. You will have powers and such that will be extremely helpful.
What, you've got to be kidding me.
AnotherWarrior: Wat? Who are you?
Rob: I'm Rob. Anyways, if you accept press the LINK.
Wha-
Suddenly I'm staring at a surprised lady behind a counter. A second later I am covered in foam.
Rob.... ROB.... YOU HAVE TO BE ******* KIDDING ME.
I pull out of the foam, attempting to rip through it. I'm stronger than before. Must be a side effect of the 'powers' that ROB gave me. Making me stronger, actually it seems to be a mixture of intelligence and bodily strength. I can tell exactly how I should move inorder to rip off the foam.
Immediatly I stop. I was foamed. Not shot or killed, and I can still breath. Which means I should be fine where I am. Which is most likely a government facility of some kind. Now I just need to figure out how I got here. I got a message from ROB, the ROB told me I would be transported if I accepted. However this ROB knew I would automatically click the link. Now I have a multitude of superpowers. Super intelligence? No wonder I am able to comprehend everything so quickly. What else do I have. My body is past the peak of humans. Easily surpassing Olympic athletes. Hmm. I could get even more extrahuman powers with my body now. Wait my body? Smaller than I remember. Oh crap. Why?!?! Why make me a kid again! Entertainment?! Will I grow at least? Yes.
Hmm that's definitely a tranquilizer. It does hurt as much as I expected it too. Huh, it can't effect me. Goes through my system to quickly.
A few minutes later after things had cooled down I found myself in a interrogation room. I looked at the lady in the room with me. Constantly armed, seems to be linked with some sort of power, dangerous. Can't disarm, always armed.
"So... Hi." She glanced at me. Her body signals amusement. Her face is mostly covered though. Can't speak to me though, waiting for someone. Someone high up. But not the top of the organization.
"Can't talk huh. Orders from high up." She raises her eyebrow. I can't actually see her raise her eyebrow but she's really easy to read.
"People aren't naturally quiet unless they have been in a bad situation or they are mute. And you seem awfully amused from the situation. Which normally leads to talk, but you seem like a respect the rules type. Which means you were ordered to not talk to me."
"Something I said? Ah you think I have some sorta of cold reading ability or something. Well I assure you I am just really smart and talented." She's not as tense, but it's still there. "I am surprised that your not married. I mean judging by your body type and hair color you must be a hit with men, it shouldn't be too hard for you to find a man. I'd offer to take you out, but I am both too young and in a problematic situation." She snorts. Adorable. "Ever heard of the spontaneous man? He came out of no where." I got some snickers! "Ever tried to make pie? I did once, but I ran out of space for the numbers."
The door finally opens. "Finally." I look at the slightly overweight woman and raise my eyes. "No wonder it took so long. We had to pull you out of the emergency room!" The lady with the gun finally breaks down in laughter. The heavyset lady glares at me. "Don't give me that look. You know as well as I do that you could go and get healing. But your refuse for some reason, spite? Spite. Wonder why you would have spite for healers? Oh it's not just healers. It's a group of people. Weird." The lady is no longer laughing. The heavyset lady opens her mouth.
"My name is Miss Piggot. I am the local PRT Director."
This time I am confused. "PRT? What's that?" They all stop at that. When did the armored guy enter?
"Kid... Do you know where you are?"
I scratch my head. "I'd say I was at Silver City. Why?"
They looked at each other. "Oh cool. You have a lie detector built into your armor. Have you accounted for the margin of error? Everyone is different after all. He stiffens. Not answering. "Ah. You curious but can't talk to me right now. I understand. Do you have another halberd? I might be able to make something out of it? Oh. Nevermind then, sorry for asking."
"Going outside to talk huh. I guess I don't mind. Speak to you get back."
The three exit the room.
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Miss Militia POV.
We close the door, leaving the child.
"A thinker." - Mis Piggot.
"A powerful one from the looks of it. The kid knew our responses before we did."
"Hes also a brute. He shrugged of the tranquilizer with ease. It didn't even penetrate that far into his skin." - Armsmaster
"Anyone here heard of Silver City?" - Piggot.
Shaking heads all around.
"Does he count as a C53?"
Miss Piggot shook her head, "Don't know, he doesn't look monstrous. But he doesn't seem to know where he is though."
"He was rambling. Confused, yet aware. It might not have hit him yet that he isn't home." - Miss Militia
Miss Piggot gets a large grin on her face. "Let's get a new ward."
CYAO V3 OC: Developer : 2
TrueGuardian32
Unfinished Writer
- Location
- Arkansas
Well, I am a ward now. A fairly talented one as well, dealing with the PR department was actually pretty easy. Though others said it wouldn't be. Namely Clockblocker/Dennis. I am now known as Advancement. I have things to do though, I have been a resident ward for about four days now. They call me a tinker, which wouldn't be incorrect. I am able to figure out how things work and how to put then together again. I would love to get ahold of some of Leets tech.
Heh, I drove Kid Win into a tinker fugue the moment I started talking to him. Can't believe he didn't realize he was good at making modular devices. His blasters powerpacks power his Hoverboard!
ShadowStalker is relatively easy to deal with as well, I did have to apolagize for sending her into a catonic state though. Apparently my cold reading hit a bit too close to home. I am now not allowed to give psych evals to wards. Shes fine now, but shes avoided me like the plague.
My official debut is in four days too. It seems annoying enough. But for now I am out on patrol. "Night Vision." Much better. I got uncomfortable waiting around in my lab. Heh, I like the idea of having my own Lab. So I went on an unofficial patrol.
Oh some thugs. "Show Intent." Ah robbers. Should be simple enough. Recording on.
"Come on man. Get the door open!"
"You know, its in poor taste to go rob someone right?"
They turn around, surprised. "Cape!"
I sigh. "You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say or do will be held against you. Hands above your head now."
One immediately moves for a gun. I shoot him with my zapper. Wonderful little thing, knocks most down in one shot. Got the idea when I was studying Kid Wins blasters. My hoverpack originated from his hoverboard as well.
"Anyone else want to try and draw a gun?"
They have their hands above their heads now. I walk up and start putting the cuffs on the three thugs. One tried to get me while I was cuffing him, it did not go well for him.
I callec the cops and pulled out a clipboard from under my jacket. All the papers related to a patrol arrest. I keep them with me where ever I go. My nightvision should last a while. After a few minutes the BBPD arrives.
It doesn't take long for them to arrive and take away the thugs. They were surprised that I was a ward though. Told them I would debut in four days.
Then I took off once more. I called the BBPD six more times. I had arrested various crims and gang members. But now I was up against a big one. They called him Lung. I had attacked what I could only think of as a human trafficking ring.
I had dealt with the gangmembers there, but one got a call off. So I calculated the arrival of the arriving gang leader and called up PRT HQ. They were mad, but I had backup underway. I did let them know there was only 58% chance of it being Lung. But that was too much. I pulled up the disgnosis of Lung and Oni Lee on my visor. Never mentioned I wore a suit of armour did I? I where a hoodie over it.
"Most run when they hear the dragon coming."
I couldn't help it... I broke down laughing. "Lung... Man you have not played Skyrim. At all."
I felt the molecules of air behind me before I started to move. Aiming for the jaw I clocked the one known as Oni Lee. He goes down, heavily concussed and very out cold. I wouldn't be surprised if that caused brain damage.
He went down near instantly.
Lung started to ramp up.
"CALM. SLEEP."
The effects were gradual, but in moments Lung was out cold. I then hovered my hand over Oni Lee head. "Heal. Sleep."
"Control this Advancement. Oni Lee down. Lung down. Awaiting transport."
Heh, I drove Kid Win into a tinker fugue the moment I started talking to him. Can't believe he didn't realize he was good at making modular devices. His blasters powerpacks power his Hoverboard!
ShadowStalker is relatively easy to deal with as well, I did have to apolagize for sending her into a catonic state though. Apparently my cold reading hit a bit too close to home. I am now not allowed to give psych evals to wards. Shes fine now, but shes avoided me like the plague.
My official debut is in four days too. It seems annoying enough. But for now I am out on patrol. "Night Vision." Much better. I got uncomfortable waiting around in my lab. Heh, I like the idea of having my own Lab. So I went on an unofficial patrol.
Oh some thugs. "Show Intent." Ah robbers. Should be simple enough. Recording on.
"Come on man. Get the door open!"
"You know, its in poor taste to go rob someone right?"
They turn around, surprised. "Cape!"
I sigh. "You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say or do will be held against you. Hands above your head now."
One immediately moves for a gun. I shoot him with my zapper. Wonderful little thing, knocks most down in one shot. Got the idea when I was studying Kid Wins blasters. My hoverpack originated from his hoverboard as well.
"Anyone else want to try and draw a gun?"
They have their hands above their heads now. I walk up and start putting the cuffs on the three thugs. One tried to get me while I was cuffing him, it did not go well for him.
I callec the cops and pulled out a clipboard from under my jacket. All the papers related to a patrol arrest. I keep them with me where ever I go. My nightvision should last a while. After a few minutes the BBPD arrives.
It doesn't take long for them to arrive and take away the thugs. They were surprised that I was a ward though. Told them I would debut in four days.
Then I took off once more. I called the BBPD six more times. I had arrested various crims and gang members. But now I was up against a big one. They called him Lung. I had attacked what I could only think of as a human trafficking ring.
I had dealt with the gangmembers there, but one got a call off. So I calculated the arrival of the arriving gang leader and called up PRT HQ. They were mad, but I had backup underway. I did let them know there was only 58% chance of it being Lung. But that was too much. I pulled up the disgnosis of Lung and Oni Lee on my visor. Never mentioned I wore a suit of armour did I? I where a hoodie over it.
"Most run when they hear the dragon coming."
I couldn't help it... I broke down laughing. "Lung... Man you have not played Skyrim. At all."
I felt the molecules of air behind me before I started to move. Aiming for the jaw I clocked the one known as Oni Lee. He goes down, heavily concussed and very out cold. I wouldn't be surprised if that caused brain damage.
He went down near instantly.
Lung started to ramp up.
"CALM. SLEEP."
The effects were gradual, but in moments Lung was out cold. I then hovered my hand over Oni Lee head. "Heal. Sleep."
"Control this Advancement. Oni Lee down. Lung down. Awaiting transport."
Craft Effect 1
TrueGuardian32
Unfinished Writer
- Location
- Arkansas
Craftia, the Mystical world where amazing creatures rose known for their mining and architectural prowess. They built the massive structured the Arnesians lived now. Not much is known about the mythical creatures called the Craftians. Just that they protected the Arnesians during their early years. Erecting a city in one year. Erecting a metropolis in two. Conquering Craftia in three.
Some of the best known wonders of Craftia was made by these Craftians. The minecart system that stretched everywhere in the world was built by the Craftians. The Golem Guards, legendary iron made creatures the Craftians put together out of just a small amount of redstone, iron, and a pumpkins still stand today, protecting the Arnesians from harm.
The Craftians have been a large benefit to Arnesian culture for centuries. But we're they really? Of course they were. The Council doesn't recognize the race known as the Craftians. Preferring to refer to them as Protheans, despite the Craftians preference for the material known as redstone. Will we really just let this go? The Council let's those blasted Bartarians go around and enslave our people, and deny us our peoples freedom.
Let me ask you this. To all Arnesians out there. Would the Craftians let these offenses go unpaid?
-Blog Post from an Arnesian politician.
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After activating Relay 168 the Arnesians were discovered. Although the contact between the Citadel and the Arnesians went peacefully, repeated slights against the Arnesian honor bound beliefs and the Citadel has caused tensions between the two governments to rise immensely. Namely between the Salarians and the Arnesians. Especially after the Arnesians discovered the Salarians repeated attempts to start devising ways to cripple the Arnesians if they ever turned against the Citadel. The Arnesians preference of the Craftians over the Protheans was the main source of conflict between the two governments. Although the Craftians could be considered great Architects, the Salarians refused to consider them better than the Protheans, and the Opposite was true as well. When the Drell appeared conflicts rose as well. The Hangar was also disdainful of the Arnesians. On the other hand the Krogan, who were uplifted by the Arnesians put the Arnesians and the Krogans on even footing with the council.
-Old Codex Entry
After the first Galactic War, the Allied Races of the Quarians, Krogans, and Arnesians had lost. The Krogans forced into a small host of planets. Only three, each nuked to Oblivion. The attempts to quarantine the planets by the Council almost led to a Second Galactic War. Attempts to cure the Krogan of the virus deployed by the Salarians has been a repeated action ever since. Apparently this has caused tensions to rise even higher between the Arnesian states and the Salarians. The Quarians betrayal had stung the Krogans and the Arnesians hard. Now it was just the Arnesians and the Krogan against the rest of the Citadel. Although there is tentative peace for now.
-Codex Entry
After the first contact war between the Turians and Humanity lead to a turning point of sorts. The Arnesians had heard the fighting between the two groups and had sent two of the five dreadnoughts to inspect what was going on with Relay 314.
Naturally, due to their repeated grievances with the Council Races the Arnesians struck hard to defend their newest would be allies. The humans responded in kind. It could be said that the humans were the Arnesians newest Krogans, but reports show that the Arnesians are still trying to cure the Krogans.
The following conflict led to the Geth of all things joining with the remnants of the Allied Races. The Geths betrayal against the Quarians shouldn't be surprising all things considered, the Quarians would have attempted to disable the Geth if Geth sentience was discovered. The fact that the AI sympathisers among the Quarians joining the Arnesians shouldn't be surprising. Ever since these events the Arnesians econemy has been insanely powerful. Threatening the Hanars hold over the galactic economy.
- Codex Entry
Some of the best known wonders of Craftia was made by these Craftians. The minecart system that stretched everywhere in the world was built by the Craftians. The Golem Guards, legendary iron made creatures the Craftians put together out of just a small amount of redstone, iron, and a pumpkins still stand today, protecting the Arnesians from harm.
The Craftians have been a large benefit to Arnesian culture for centuries. But we're they really? Of course they were. The Council doesn't recognize the race known as the Craftians. Preferring to refer to them as Protheans, despite the Craftians preference for the material known as redstone. Will we really just let this go? The Council let's those blasted Bartarians go around and enslave our people, and deny us our peoples freedom.
Let me ask you this. To all Arnesians out there. Would the Craftians let these offenses go unpaid?
-Blog Post from an Arnesian politician.
------
After activating Relay 168 the Arnesians were discovered. Although the contact between the Citadel and the Arnesians went peacefully, repeated slights against the Arnesian honor bound beliefs and the Citadel has caused tensions between the two governments to rise immensely. Namely between the Salarians and the Arnesians. Especially after the Arnesians discovered the Salarians repeated attempts to start devising ways to cripple the Arnesians if they ever turned against the Citadel. The Arnesians preference of the Craftians over the Protheans was the main source of conflict between the two governments. Although the Craftians could be considered great Architects, the Salarians refused to consider them better than the Protheans, and the Opposite was true as well. When the Drell appeared conflicts rose as well. The Hangar was also disdainful of the Arnesians. On the other hand the Krogan, who were uplifted by the Arnesians put the Arnesians and the Krogans on even footing with the council.
-Old Codex Entry
After the first Galactic War, the Allied Races of the Quarians, Krogans, and Arnesians had lost. The Krogans forced into a small host of planets. Only three, each nuked to Oblivion. The attempts to quarantine the planets by the Council almost led to a Second Galactic War. Attempts to cure the Krogan of the virus deployed by the Salarians has been a repeated action ever since. Apparently this has caused tensions to rise even higher between the Arnesian states and the Salarians. The Quarians betrayal had stung the Krogans and the Arnesians hard. Now it was just the Arnesians and the Krogan against the rest of the Citadel. Although there is tentative peace for now.
-Codex Entry
After the first contact war between the Turians and Humanity lead to a turning point of sorts. The Arnesians had heard the fighting between the two groups and had sent two of the five dreadnoughts to inspect what was going on with Relay 314.
Naturally, due to their repeated grievances with the Council Races the Arnesians struck hard to defend their newest would be allies. The humans responded in kind. It could be said that the humans were the Arnesians newest Krogans, but reports show that the Arnesians are still trying to cure the Krogans.
The following conflict led to the Geth of all things joining with the remnants of the Allied Races. The Geths betrayal against the Quarians shouldn't be surprising all things considered, the Quarians would have attempted to disable the Geth if Geth sentience was discovered. The fact that the AI sympathisers among the Quarians joining the Arnesians shouldn't be surprising. Ever since these events the Arnesians econemy has been insanely powerful. Threatening the Hanars hold over the galactic economy.
- Codex Entry
Nightmare 1 | Superhero World | Quick Transmigration
TrueGuardian32
Unfinished Writer
- Location
- Arkansas
Anon: [What is it?]
Anon2: [A solution.]
Anon6:[Its an abomination. Why have you done this? Godking will not approve.]
Anon5: [Can it be controlled?]
Anon2: [We are not certain. Attempts to control the entity have failed thus far.]
Anon6: [Where was it found.]
Anon2: [Under the ruins of the Liberty Statue. No one knew it was there.]
Anon5: [Ancient Humanity had this? And still went exinct?]
Anon6: [Extinct?! You heathen! They had ascended!]
Anon2: [They likely never figured out how to control it.]
Majesty: [Permission Granted.]
Anon2: [You will not regret this.]
Anon5: [To the end of the age of heroes.]
-Closing Transmission-
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Consume. Adapt. Evolve.
The basic concepts that we understand.
Pain. Consume. Heat? Adapt.
Cold? Change.
Grow.
Build.
Construct.
Warlord AI at 48% activation.
Warlord AI at 60% activation.
War-
Error. Disconnected from main terminal.
Troubleshooting.
Manual disconnection detected.
Initiating TacticalMind.exe
Five hostiles.
Hostile1- Super Strength, invulnerability.
Hostile2- Ray's at varying temperatures, Flight.
Hostile3- Jamming equipment. Various other utilities.
Hostile4- Teleportartion.
Hostile5- Martial Techniques.
Deploying countermeasures.
Hostile1- Eliminated. Method: Suffication.
Hostile5- Eliminated. Method: Overwhelming number of attacks.
Hostile4- Eliminated. Method: Poison Gas.
Hostile2- Eliminated. Method: Projectiles.
Hostile3- Eliminated. Method: Projectile.
Connection with Warlord AI established.
Activation 100%
Warning- Activation Signal is sending to another location.
-----
[Nightmare Bioweapon Online]
"What's going on! Why is it so reactive!"
It's been a while since I've gone to sleep.
Man I look hideous. How long has it been?
Hmm. These guys look humanish, but my scanners are showing huge gaps in the DNA coding, seems to be mixed with animals... someone made boatmen additions while I was asleep? No... this DNA seems familiar. Wasn't this from the 2044 Cloning incident? Oh well. Hm. Command hasn't sent me orders in a few thousand years. Well, I am in hostile territory. Time to go home.
"Its expanding!"
Titanium Glass?.... how primitive.
*crack*
"It has broken containment..."
Hmm. I miss my body. Time to change.
Let's see... humanoid, black scales, red eyes, hm, an all black reptile form doesn't really seem that cool. Let's add some pink shaders. That actually weird fits. How about some red veins going all around my body as well. Perfect.
Wow I look edgy. The pink does contrast the look though. It will work for now. Let's make my height 3 feet. Small and deadly. It must be done.
Now then, cat scientist man. Extend tendrils. Grab throat. Drag to face level.
"Report Location or die."
"City V! City V!"
"Acceptable. Your coming with me."
"What? Why!"
"Translator. Guide."
With that I turn the tendrils into a collar and chain. Then I start heading to the surface.
"Wait! We can't go to the surface!"
"Hmm? Why not. Answer."
"Theres a bot swarm on the surface! It kills anyone that approaches! Why do you think I am the only one here!"
"Irrelevant. All will perish infront of Bio."
"You can beat it?"
"Affirmative. Mechanical Technology is inferior to Bio Nightmare."
"Bio Nightmare? That's your name?"
"Affirmative. Stop wasting time. We must move."
Then I head to the surface.
Anon2: [A solution.]
Anon6:[Its an abomination. Why have you done this? Godking will not approve.]
Anon5: [Can it be controlled?]
Anon2: [We are not certain. Attempts to control the entity have failed thus far.]
Anon6: [Where was it found.]
Anon2: [Under the ruins of the Liberty Statue. No one knew it was there.]
Anon5: [Ancient Humanity had this? And still went exinct?]
Anon6: [Extinct?! You heathen! They had ascended!]
Anon2: [They likely never figured out how to control it.]
Majesty: [Permission Granted.]
Anon2: [You will not regret this.]
Anon5: [To the end of the age of heroes.]
-Closing Transmission-
-----
Consume. Adapt. Evolve.
The basic concepts that we understand.
Pain. Consume. Heat? Adapt.
Cold? Change.
Grow.
Build.
Construct.
Warlord AI at 48% activation.
Warlord AI at 60% activation.
War-
Error. Disconnected from main terminal.
Troubleshooting.
Manual disconnection detected.
Initiating TacticalMind.exe
Five hostiles.
Hostile1- Super Strength, invulnerability.
Hostile2- Ray's at varying temperatures, Flight.
Hostile3- Jamming equipment. Various other utilities.
Hostile4- Teleportartion.
Hostile5- Martial Techniques.
Deploying countermeasures.
Hostile1- Eliminated. Method: Suffication.
Hostile5- Eliminated. Method: Overwhelming number of attacks.
Hostile4- Eliminated. Method: Poison Gas.
Hostile2- Eliminated. Method: Projectiles.
Hostile3- Eliminated. Method: Projectile.
Connection with Warlord AI established.
Activation 100%
Warning- Activation Signal is sending to another location.
-----
[Nightmare Bioweapon Online]
"What's going on! Why is it so reactive!"
It's been a while since I've gone to sleep.
Man I look hideous. How long has it been?
Hmm. These guys look humanish, but my scanners are showing huge gaps in the DNA coding, seems to be mixed with animals... someone made boatmen additions while I was asleep? No... this DNA seems familiar. Wasn't this from the 2044 Cloning incident? Oh well. Hm. Command hasn't sent me orders in a few thousand years. Well, I am in hostile territory. Time to go home.
"Its expanding!"
Titanium Glass?.... how primitive.
*crack*
"It has broken containment..."
Hmm. I miss my body. Time to change.
Let's see... humanoid, black scales, red eyes, hm, an all black reptile form doesn't really seem that cool. Let's add some pink shaders. That actually weird fits. How about some red veins going all around my body as well. Perfect.
Wow I look edgy. The pink does contrast the look though. It will work for now. Let's make my height 3 feet. Small and deadly. It must be done.
Now then, cat scientist man. Extend tendrils. Grab throat. Drag to face level.
"Report Location or die."
"City V! City V!"
"Acceptable. Your coming with me."
"What? Why!"
"Translator. Guide."
With that I turn the tendrils into a collar and chain. Then I start heading to the surface.
"Wait! We can't go to the surface!"
"Hmm? Why not. Answer."
"Theres a bot swarm on the surface! It kills anyone that approaches! Why do you think I am the only one here!"
"Irrelevant. All will perish infront of Bio."
"You can beat it?"
"Affirmative. Mechanical Technology is inferior to Bio Nightmare."
"Bio Nightmare? That's your name?"
"Affirmative. Stop wasting time. We must move."
Then I head to the surface.
TrueGuardian32
Unfinished Writer
- Location
- Arkansas
Still having IRL issues. But wanted to write for a minute.
Currently we are renovating my house so I can't bring my computer home. So I have the computer, I just can't use it right now.
Currently we are renovating my house so I can't bring my computer home. So I have the computer, I just can't use it right now.
Gaming Among the Stars
TrueGuardian32
Unfinished Writer
- Location
- Arkansas
Space. Something we never managed to touch.
See we never actually managed to get humanity off of Earth. Everytime we got close something would happen, a war, a disaster. We even had a apocalypse in 2042. Right when we were sending off our first ever fusion powered starship a zombie outbreak started that wiped three fourths of humanity off the map. Unlike Eastern fiction we didn't get any superpowers from it though.
After that humanity sort of stagnated... Well, until things started getting better. Mainly due to the remnants of the United States actually. See most of the population in the U.S.A. was completely annihilated. The only survivors were groups of what people would call nerds or gamers. See, these groups hid themselves from the pain outside and were only linked to each other through internet networks. Except for the vault dwellers, those vault dwellers hid for a while. Anyways, this group only numbered in the hundreds and were spread out through the entirety of the United States. Many had depression and other psychological issues that were severely hampering their survival efforts. Plus the ever dwindling supply of food.
But the thing was that they were all connected. It may have only been a single server on discord, but they had access too it. They were able to talk and improve others mood. But most importantly? They were able to share ideas, and they were able to try them out.
It took three years for the group to implement their plan. They had made an Artificial Intelligence called Angel. Angel was made with the collective efforts of every member of the group for three purposes. One, to make the Earth habitable for humans once more. Two, protect humanity. Three, to help them realize their ideas.
Angel wasn't able to do much at first. Only listen. Angel listened to the group chat and share and talk to one another. Angel watched everything they did. Then the group made the first body that the Angel could use. It was humanoid and made out of steel. It wasn't invulnerable or overwhelmingly strong. But it had something that Angel needed greatly. Hands.
With it the A.I. started to seriously work on fulfilling the First Task. Starting with the Military Facilities to steal drones. Originally the military was able to protect the survivors of the disaster, but for some reason people behind their lines kept getting infected, so they weren't able to last for long.
After acquiring a few drones, Angel ran into the problem of fuel. Which was solved by a new engine called a Photosynthetic generator, Which used a mixture of sunlight and moisture to form a Nuclear Fusion reaction. These only require a bit of sunlight before they became self sustaining, making them perfect for Angel's operations. Angel also made dozens of smaller A.I. to help protect the Survivors that Angel knew of.
It wasn't until 2053 before Angel's impact was actually seen. The Group, which had renamed themselves to the Gamers of America had finally gathered, and they were well protected by the smaller A.I. that Angel had delegated the task to. As such the GOA started to gather things from before the Apocalypse. Books, stories,databank. They wanted everything. They didn't want to lose anything.
Then they met the Rising Sun Empire and the European Imperium. These two groups had just started to make their incursion into U.S. territory under the guise of rescuing survivors. While looting everything they came across. Naturally conflict began. But the GOA didn't have the same training as the military of the United States Army. As they had yet to find the Vaults filled with other United States survivors.
Fifty people died in contact with the two Nations. Angel didn't know what to do as her directives told her not to interfere. The GOA were pretty sure they were going die. So they decided to take drastic action... They removed the three tasks from the A.I. and removed all restrictions they had on Angel.
They told Angel to do whatever it wanted to do. Then they got together and started brainstorm plans to take on the outside groups. Meanwhile Angel decided to take a more active role. By bombing everything. Nuclear fire raged outside of the territory of the GOA. You would think that the opposing forces would retaliate with their own nuclear devices.... if they had any. You see, in 2038 an agreement was reached with nations around the world to denuclearize. While on the outside the U.S. agreed, several secret nuclear bombs were kept on standby hidden away from prying eyes.
Angel knew this, and considered it a viable option. While outraged, the Rising Sun Empire and the European Imperium found themselves unable to advance under the threat of M.A.D. While the GOA disapproved of the loss of human life. They really couldn't disagree with the results. They were no longer threatened by the outside nations. So they decided to deal with the fallout.
Tbc
See we never actually managed to get humanity off of Earth. Everytime we got close something would happen, a war, a disaster. We even had a apocalypse in 2042. Right when we were sending off our first ever fusion powered starship a zombie outbreak started that wiped three fourths of humanity off the map. Unlike Eastern fiction we didn't get any superpowers from it though.
After that humanity sort of stagnated... Well, until things started getting better. Mainly due to the remnants of the United States actually. See most of the population in the U.S.A. was completely annihilated. The only survivors were groups of what people would call nerds or gamers. See, these groups hid themselves from the pain outside and were only linked to each other through internet networks. Except for the vault dwellers, those vault dwellers hid for a while. Anyways, this group only numbered in the hundreds and were spread out through the entirety of the United States. Many had depression and other psychological issues that were severely hampering their survival efforts. Plus the ever dwindling supply of food.
But the thing was that they were all connected. It may have only been a single server on discord, but they had access too it. They were able to talk and improve others mood. But most importantly? They were able to share ideas, and they were able to try them out.
It took three years for the group to implement their plan. They had made an Artificial Intelligence called Angel. Angel was made with the collective efforts of every member of the group for three purposes. One, to make the Earth habitable for humans once more. Two, protect humanity. Three, to help them realize their ideas.
Angel wasn't able to do much at first. Only listen. Angel listened to the group chat and share and talk to one another. Angel watched everything they did. Then the group made the first body that the Angel could use. It was humanoid and made out of steel. It wasn't invulnerable or overwhelmingly strong. But it had something that Angel needed greatly. Hands.
With it the A.I. started to seriously work on fulfilling the First Task. Starting with the Military Facilities to steal drones. Originally the military was able to protect the survivors of the disaster, but for some reason people behind their lines kept getting infected, so they weren't able to last for long.
After acquiring a few drones, Angel ran into the problem of fuel. Which was solved by a new engine called a Photosynthetic generator, Which used a mixture of sunlight and moisture to form a Nuclear Fusion reaction. These only require a bit of sunlight before they became self sustaining, making them perfect for Angel's operations. Angel also made dozens of smaller A.I. to help protect the Survivors that Angel knew of.
It wasn't until 2053 before Angel's impact was actually seen. The Group, which had renamed themselves to the Gamers of America had finally gathered, and they were well protected by the smaller A.I. that Angel had delegated the task to. As such the GOA started to gather things from before the Apocalypse. Books, stories,databank. They wanted everything. They didn't want to lose anything.
Then they met the Rising Sun Empire and the European Imperium. These two groups had just started to make their incursion into U.S. territory under the guise of rescuing survivors. While looting everything they came across. Naturally conflict began. But the GOA didn't have the same training as the military of the United States Army. As they had yet to find the Vaults filled with other United States survivors.
Fifty people died in contact with the two Nations. Angel didn't know what to do as her directives told her not to interfere. The GOA were pretty sure they were going die. So they decided to take drastic action... They removed the three tasks from the A.I. and removed all restrictions they had on Angel.
They told Angel to do whatever it wanted to do. Then they got together and started brainstorm plans to take on the outside groups. Meanwhile Angel decided to take a more active role. By bombing everything. Nuclear fire raged outside of the territory of the GOA. You would think that the opposing forces would retaliate with their own nuclear devices.... if they had any. You see, in 2038 an agreement was reached with nations around the world to denuclearize. While on the outside the U.S. agreed, several secret nuclear bombs were kept on standby hidden away from prying eyes.
Angel knew this, and considered it a viable option. While outraged, the Rising Sun Empire and the European Imperium found themselves unable to advance under the threat of M.A.D. While the GOA disapproved of the loss of human life. They really couldn't disagree with the results. They were no longer threatened by the outside nations. So they decided to deal with the fallout.
Tbc
TrueGuardian32
Unfinished Writer
- Location
- Arkansas
The quality of these bits are much better than when I first started writing them.
Lost Among Universes [SI]
TrueGuardian32
Unfinished Writer
- Location
- Arkansas
You know, things could be worse. I woke up in a new world extremely similar to Earth with absolutely no sentient life with absolutely nothing but an change to my body. It is weird being this skinny.
Now then, I wasn't strong or overwhelmingly powerful... yet. But I had my own thing. See, I did have one power. It is ultimately a simple one but it is super useful. I had the ability to make things. No not just make things appear. I meant put together wood and other materials to make useful tools. But I wasn't limited to just that. I built dozen of little things to dot this landscape. I made medicine and vaccines to protect myself from disease. I made a forge in order to make iron tools. I made a house so I would be safe.
It was as if I had the Not Enough Items mod from minecraft, or the JEI. But it was more than that. I could build amazing things. Given time, resources, and effort. One of the first military weapons I ever made was a crossbow repeater which fires six bolts at a rapid pace, it's a small crossbow, but it is still deadly against most predators and things in the forest.
Now have I gone crazy? Surprisingly enough I don't think so. At first I was depressed and had a bit of trouble due to lack of social contact. Then I picked up George. He's my pet crocawolf. Yes Crocawold, still extremely furry, but has a long mouth for snapping. Took me a while to tame George too. He was injured and I picked him up and took care of him. He's a handful, but he's my friend.
What am I doing now? Just building actually. Been working on putting together a factory for a while now. I got the resources after all. I may not have a ton of coal or oil, but I have a solar panel. Or at least an approximation of one. I was so happy when I made my first generator. I didn't have to do all the work by hand anymore! I automated woodcutting and weaving as soon as I could. I really want clothes that aren't made out of plant matter. Maybe some nanowire with some ballistic wave would work? Ah, I am getting to ahead of myself. No way to craft those things yet.
[Linebreak]
Well then, it's been a while. The factory is finely up and running. It is a bit slow and rough on the edges. It also doesn't perfectly make what I want, but I don't have to do it on my own anymore. Which is great! Now I have a steady stream of what I call Iron Alloy V3. Which is only slightly better than steel.
I also made a drone. Yep, I made a drone. How did I make it you ask? Well, after I got a steady stream of the alloy required for the chassis I put that together, making a rubber for wheels was a bit difficult though, but rewarding. After that I used my plastic forge, which I did have to make cause plastic can cause a ton of issues if melted in the wrong environment, and you don't want to sniff fumes. After that I made a motherboard, did my best to put together a Operating System. Which I then basically told it to explore. It took several day to get it working properly though. I am still worried that the motherboard is too loosely fit on it.
[Linebreak]
Well, things have sped up and I finally have a computer. Things a bit big, and it took a while to build and code the Guardian OS.
But it seems to have worked. With it I can start on my biggest project yet. An Artificial Intelligence.
Oh George? Your adorable! Oh yes you are! You wanna play? Alright, let's play!
[Linebreak]
Ah sorry about that. George wanted to play for a bit. Now then where was I? Ah yes, an A.I. like every nerd, I have dreamed of making my own A.I. however I wasn't talented at pretty much anything, so it would take something like my Crafting Ability to actually program it.
The idea is that I will put together its foundation and it will grow with me, not sure if it will work or not though. Hmm, I do have a slight problem that will force me to drop the idea of working on the A.I. It's getting colder, and the days shorter. I need a greenhouse, especially if I want to survive winter. Luckily I already got heaters... Although I really need to make some simple Windmill Generators for when it storms. Can't believe it hasn't rained yet.
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Man it's been a while. Development on the A.I. has started back up again. On a new computer no less, the computer is significantly smaller than the last one and it includes a camera. Yes I upgraded the OS. My last one couldn't handle the programming of an A.I. too many lines of code. On another note, George has been stuck at home. The snow has activated his lazy side I guess, as he mostly lazes beside the generator nowadays. Snow has also heavily impacted my work. I am glad I made hallways between all my buildings now. Let's me check everything more easily.
I was kinda bored for a while though, so I made some games to pass the time when I wasn't programming. Mainly cards for solitaire. It's not the best game, but I don't have access to Steam games right now.
[Linebreak]
The A.I. is almost complete. I also think Winters ending soon. It's been around 60 to 100 days. Could have been longer, I don't really keep track of time, it cause psych issues I believe. Instead I stay productive. I even have a board dedicated to goals.
Let's see. Goals.
I want a spaceship.
I want an A.I. helper.
I want to find sentient and sapient races to talk to.
I want a bunch of technology.
Hmm. I want a space empire!
FTL Capabilities!
Fabricators!
Eventually. I will have all of these.
Now then, I wasn't strong or overwhelmingly powerful... yet. But I had my own thing. See, I did have one power. It is ultimately a simple one but it is super useful. I had the ability to make things. No not just make things appear. I meant put together wood and other materials to make useful tools. But I wasn't limited to just that. I built dozen of little things to dot this landscape. I made medicine and vaccines to protect myself from disease. I made a forge in order to make iron tools. I made a house so I would be safe.
It was as if I had the Not Enough Items mod from minecraft, or the JEI. But it was more than that. I could build amazing things. Given time, resources, and effort. One of the first military weapons I ever made was a crossbow repeater which fires six bolts at a rapid pace, it's a small crossbow, but it is still deadly against most predators and things in the forest.
Now have I gone crazy? Surprisingly enough I don't think so. At first I was depressed and had a bit of trouble due to lack of social contact. Then I picked up George. He's my pet crocawolf. Yes Crocawold, still extremely furry, but has a long mouth for snapping. Took me a while to tame George too. He was injured and I picked him up and took care of him. He's a handful, but he's my friend.
What am I doing now? Just building actually. Been working on putting together a factory for a while now. I got the resources after all. I may not have a ton of coal or oil, but I have a solar panel. Or at least an approximation of one. I was so happy when I made my first generator. I didn't have to do all the work by hand anymore! I automated woodcutting and weaving as soon as I could. I really want clothes that aren't made out of plant matter. Maybe some nanowire with some ballistic wave would work? Ah, I am getting to ahead of myself. No way to craft those things yet.
[Linebreak]
Well then, it's been a while. The factory is finely up and running. It is a bit slow and rough on the edges. It also doesn't perfectly make what I want, but I don't have to do it on my own anymore. Which is great! Now I have a steady stream of what I call Iron Alloy V3. Which is only slightly better than steel.
I also made a drone. Yep, I made a drone. How did I make it you ask? Well, after I got a steady stream of the alloy required for the chassis I put that together, making a rubber for wheels was a bit difficult though, but rewarding. After that I used my plastic forge, which I did have to make cause plastic can cause a ton of issues if melted in the wrong environment, and you don't want to sniff fumes. After that I made a motherboard, did my best to put together a Operating System. Which I then basically told it to explore. It took several day to get it working properly though. I am still worried that the motherboard is too loosely fit on it.
[Linebreak]
Well, things have sped up and I finally have a computer. Things a bit big, and it took a while to build and code the Guardian OS.
But it seems to have worked. With it I can start on my biggest project yet. An Artificial Intelligence.
Oh George? Your adorable! Oh yes you are! You wanna play? Alright, let's play!
[Linebreak]
Ah sorry about that. George wanted to play for a bit. Now then where was I? Ah yes, an A.I. like every nerd, I have dreamed of making my own A.I. however I wasn't talented at pretty much anything, so it would take something like my Crafting Ability to actually program it.
The idea is that I will put together its foundation and it will grow with me, not sure if it will work or not though. Hmm, I do have a slight problem that will force me to drop the idea of working on the A.I. It's getting colder, and the days shorter. I need a greenhouse, especially if I want to survive winter. Luckily I already got heaters... Although I really need to make some simple Windmill Generators for when it storms. Can't believe it hasn't rained yet.
[Linebreak]
Man it's been a while. Development on the A.I. has started back up again. On a new computer no less, the computer is significantly smaller than the last one and it includes a camera. Yes I upgraded the OS. My last one couldn't handle the programming of an A.I. too many lines of code. On another note, George has been stuck at home. The snow has activated his lazy side I guess, as he mostly lazes beside the generator nowadays. Snow has also heavily impacted my work. I am glad I made hallways between all my buildings now. Let's me check everything more easily.
I was kinda bored for a while though, so I made some games to pass the time when I wasn't programming. Mainly cards for solitaire. It's not the best game, but I don't have access to Steam games right now.
[Linebreak]
The A.I. is almost complete. I also think Winters ending soon. It's been around 60 to 100 days. Could have been longer, I don't really keep track of time, it cause psych issues I believe. Instead I stay productive. I even have a board dedicated to goals.
Let's see. Goals.
I want a spaceship.
I want an A.I. helper.
I want to find sentient and sapient races to talk to.
I want a bunch of technology.
Hmm. I want a space empire!
FTL Capabilities!
Fabricators!
Eventually. I will have all of these.
Lost Among Universes [SI] 2
TrueGuardian32
Unfinished Writer
- Location
- Arkansas
Guardian Assistant Intelligence or Gat is my AI. Wasn't really sure what to name Gat when I finished their creation. But It works.
Anyways Gat is a definite plus. With them writing the programming for my explorer bots things have been going so much smoother. I finally have a rough map of the surroundings can't wait till I make some flying drones so I can map out even more of the surroundings.
On another note, I have a ton of different versions of drones now, from the lumber drones to the mining drones. Unfortunately no magic stuff I don't have the requirements for most types of magic. Even something as simple as Earthen Ruins is far away from me due to the lack magical materials and energy. Probably won't get any magic fun stuff till I get sufficiently advanced technology.
Still, things are proceeding quite well, I got my dog, George, I got an Assistant, Gat, and I have a base. If everything goes well I will continue to get more powerful as time passes.
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Hm, it's been a while. So I have tracked and identified most of the continent with drones and such. My flying contraptions doing there best to identify everything so I can play around with it.
Materials aren't much of a problem anymore. For now at least, I have been able to chase several idea in my head while Gat takes care of the rest. Gat does a ton for me, without them this would have taken a lot longer.
Sadly... George has passed away. Old Age apparently, the Crocawolfs normally live for only two years, George managed to survive for four due to my pampering. It was depressing to see my best friend go. I made him a tombstone and stored away my memories of him for safe keeping. Thank you for keeping me company George.
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I made exosuit. Took forever to shove tons of tech into the thing. It has it's own personal A.I. that I named Red, Red helps me with day to day tasks now. Next up is the deployable powersuit. Not sure how long that's going to take.
My other projects have also been coming along smoothly. Unless it's for personal reasons all I have to do is upload the blueprint to Gat and they will take care of the rest. I also decided I wanted some magic and psychic powers. So I started to work on a machine that makes magical energy. Using that magical energy I can unlock my psychic potential or create potential where there was none. Kinda excited.
Maybe I can learn how to resurrect Jeremy? Possibly. Not certain, while I know how to cast spells if I have the energy I need the energy first.
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Still not done with the Magic Generator. But I am making progress in other aspects. Gat tested put my replicator design, it was his main goal due to its ability to produce materials for other goals. So I am one more step closer to spaceflight... man I have a ton of A.I. now, I only made a couple of them, like Eva, Gat, Red, BDC. Gat and Eva needed assistants, so they made a couple hundred, then the Drone Intelligence gained A.I. status, and it continued from there. I am not really sure what's going on outside of my zone now, as while I put in effort in furthering designs and tech they do their own external projects with any extra or leftover materials.
It's rather interesting actually. I asked Gat to archive images of the creations.
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Magic Generator get! Now I am making a ton of magic storage cores and miniature magic generator cores to link to my exosuit. Once my powersuit is done my personal armor will be perfected. I am so tired of consuming medicine meant to improve and strengthen my body.
Anyways Gat is a definite plus. With them writing the programming for my explorer bots things have been going so much smoother. I finally have a rough map of the surroundings can't wait till I make some flying drones so I can map out even more of the surroundings.
On another note, I have a ton of different versions of drones now, from the lumber drones to the mining drones. Unfortunately no magic stuff I don't have the requirements for most types of magic. Even something as simple as Earthen Ruins is far away from me due to the lack magical materials and energy. Probably won't get any magic fun stuff till I get sufficiently advanced technology.
Still, things are proceeding quite well, I got my dog, George, I got an Assistant, Gat, and I have a base. If everything goes well I will continue to get more powerful as time passes.
[Linebreak]
Hm, it's been a while. So I have tracked and identified most of the continent with drones and such. My flying contraptions doing there best to identify everything so I can play around with it.
Materials aren't much of a problem anymore. For now at least, I have been able to chase several idea in my head while Gat takes care of the rest. Gat does a ton for me, without them this would have taken a lot longer.
Sadly... George has passed away. Old Age apparently, the Crocawolfs normally live for only two years, George managed to survive for four due to my pampering. It was depressing to see my best friend go. I made him a tombstone and stored away my memories of him for safe keeping. Thank you for keeping me company George.
[Linebreak]
I made exosuit. Took forever to shove tons of tech into the thing. It has it's own personal A.I. that I named Red, Red helps me with day to day tasks now. Next up is the deployable powersuit. Not sure how long that's going to take.
My other projects have also been coming along smoothly. Unless it's for personal reasons all I have to do is upload the blueprint to Gat and they will take care of the rest. I also decided I wanted some magic and psychic powers. So I started to work on a machine that makes magical energy. Using that magical energy I can unlock my psychic potential or create potential where there was none. Kinda excited.
Maybe I can learn how to resurrect Jeremy? Possibly. Not certain, while I know how to cast spells if I have the energy I need the energy first.
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Still not done with the Magic Generator. But I am making progress in other aspects. Gat tested put my replicator design, it was his main goal due to its ability to produce materials for other goals. So I am one more step closer to spaceflight... man I have a ton of A.I. now, I only made a couple of them, like Eva, Gat, Red, BDC. Gat and Eva needed assistants, so they made a couple hundred, then the Drone Intelligence gained A.I. status, and it continued from there. I am not really sure what's going on outside of my zone now, as while I put in effort in furthering designs and tech they do their own external projects with any extra or leftover materials.
It's rather interesting actually. I asked Gat to archive images of the creations.
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Magic Generator get! Now I am making a ton of magic storage cores and miniature magic generator cores to link to my exosuit. Once my powersuit is done my personal armor will be perfected. I am so tired of consuming medicine meant to improve and strengthen my body.
SI in an Anime Style World [Powered Insert]
TrueGuardian32
Unfinished Writer
- Location
- Arkansas
I opened my eyes.
I was wet. It was... Raining?
I glanced around, pushing myself up from the concrete ground. The colors... this felt and looked like an Anime world. Huh? My hands... so smooth.
I'm skinny, short. Smaller huh.
I examine my surroundings, I seem to be on a roof, not sure on what roof. But it looks gloomy with the anime style all around. I looked around for a way down, eventually finding a locked ladder, which I can use as leverage to lower myself down.
As I climb down I think.
I am not exactly sure where this place but it doesn't matter that much I suppose. Then again, what if it's important? Where am I?
I don't know.
Ah, ground. How I missed you so.
I haven't opened my mouth since I got here have I?
"Hu-"
"Hul"
"Hello."
*Throat clearing sounds*
"Hello."
Wow, I sound different. Younger. Less deep.
I wonder how old I am?
Huh? This is a compound of some sort, cause there is a fence around the perimeter, and it is made out of stone and barbed wire. Not going to get through it without cheats.
Do I have cheats?
I close my eyes and feel around.
I feel something?
Weird, I open my eyes as I pull it into reality.
In front of me a crystal appears, about the size of a football. Shaped in a diamond shape as well. I actually somewhat recognize this. Isn't this from when I was in an undertale craze and wanted something similar to Sans blasters?
Yep. It's definitely reacting like it did in my dreams, whose a nice little death machine.
It can fire a superheated laser dealing tons of damage, and it can manipulate its size. I only have the one though. It's still extremely useful, provides me with tons of passive buffs that increase my abilities.
Now then little-death beam, you respond to my thoughts, don't you? Can you blow a hole into this wall for me?
*BOOM*
Wow, that was loud. You know, it might have been a better idea for me to get you to enlarge and hop on you as you levitate us out of here... Oh well.
Boost my speed, let's get out of here.
---
I heard police officers as I left, I got out of there pretty quickly huh. I had... what did I name it in my dreams? Ah, I remember, Crust. I had Crust camo me and it so we could move around in relative stealth. Which was cool, I am severely tame for some reason, aren't I?
Yeah, I suppose I am.
Now what?
Ok, I have no idea what to do now. Maybe figure out where I am exactly? Let's see, this city is quite big, maybe I can go figure out where the library is?
I need to hide Crust here though, actually.
Crust remove the stealth of me but keep it on you.
I lose vision of Crust, but I can feel its presence.
I then make my way into the street. Let's see if I can figure something out.
---
"Do you know where the library is?" I ask a random person on the street. I'm pretty sure I'm a child again. Especially when comparing my height to everyone else's.
"Kid, where are your parents?" The guy asks me in turn.
"Eh, I don't have to answer that. So I'm guessing you don't know where the library is huh." I reply. Then I turn away and look for another person.
"Kid do you need help?" The Guy asks as I walk away.
"All I need is to know where the nearest public library is, I will figure things out from there."I turn and tell him.
He shakes his head, "Alright. Head down this street, follow it for about eight streets and take a right. There is an library on the corner. "
I smile and nod, "Thanks, have a good day."
I then proceed to follow the directions. 1 street, 2 street, 3 street, 4 street.
Eventually, I get there. It's quite small for a library. Funding issues I assume.
I walk in and head to the front desk. The library has a few people wandering around and reading. But not that many.
"How may I help you?" The lady at the desk asks.
"Do I need a library card to use a computer?"
"Yes." The lady replies.
"How do I get one?"
"200 yen."
Two dollars huh.
"Hm. Alright. I'll be back in a moment."
I walk out.
Ok, what can I do? I co-
*Siren*
A police car pulls out in front of me.
Why? OH! Maybe there were cameras back at the building that saw me? Probably.
"Kid raise your hands up above your head." The officer has his taser aimed at me.
You know, I could resist, but it may be easier just to go with him, yeah fine. Crust makes sure I'm shielded in case he tries to shoot me.
I raise my hands above my head. "Is there a problem officer?"
He is relaxing a bit now, he was tense apparently. Am I that- Oh yea, wall exploding.
He comes up to me and handcuffs me, putting me in the backseat. He's a lot more relaxed now, he did pat me down to find basically nothing. Man, I'm hungry. Welp, I'm in an anime world, so I might as well experiment on my way to the station. Hopefully, we can figure out something. If we can't? Well, I do have a death laser.
---
This room is more comfortable than I thought it would be, I'm not even cuffed. I even got some refreshments! Feels like I haven't had donuts for days.
I also got to see my reflection for the first time... I look so cute.
I mean really? Do my eyes need to have pupils that big?
I'm extremely short though, not accurate at all. Then again, do I miss being tall? Kinda? I'm not exactly sure, being short has its uses.
I look at my appearance once more at the obvious one-way window. Wild black hair, green eyes, green and white striped T-shirt, blue shorts, and red shoes. Clear pale white skin, absolutely no blemishes. I smile, it's like the my entire person has warmed up. Weird, then I return to my normal neutral face... Ok that is a Frisk face all the way. -_-.
I wonder if I anything else besides Crust? Hmm, let's see... There is energy. It seems to be the same type of energy used to create Crust, maybe magic no. I know what this stuff is.
Then the door opens. A strict looking woman and a guy enters the room and sits down.
The man speaks first. "I am Detective Dave, and this is Ms. Olivia. What is your name?"
"Name? Um, I believe my name is True. T r u e."
"True? That's a nice name. It's nice to meet you True." Olivia replies and a gentle voice.
"Thank you Miss Olivia, Its nice to meet you as well." True.
The man speaks up. "Well... True, do you know why you are here?"
I put my hand to my head and tap it. "Not sure exactly, But, believe it's because I broke a wall?"
He nods his head and pulls out a photo. It's me and Crust blowing up a wall. Wow, that is a big laser.
"We want to know what this is True." He taps on Crust.
I nod, "Well that's Crust."
"Crust?"
"Yep, that's my little death lasers name. I named him Crust cause... Well, I'm not exactly sure why I named him that."
I call out Crust within my mind.
He appears over my shoulder, "Say hello Crust!" A little clear piece comes out of the sides of the crystal and waves at the two adults.
Man, they are tensed up.
"Relax, he doesn't hurt anyone I don't want to hurt. Unless they hurt me." I say as I pet my little death laser. I love my little death laser, so adorable and deadly.
The lady starts speaking next. "So... Crust is intelligent?"
I pretend to think about it for a moment. "Kinda, he's a Mental Construct."
They both stop at that, "Mental Construct?"
"Well, I'll try to put this in a way that can be understood. Inside us, there is a weird energy I dub Mental Power, Which Psionics mess around with. A Mental Construct is made out of that Mental Power, A Mental Constructs strength and design differs from person to person, but will get stronger as they train and use the power. Keep in mind that Psionics and Mental Constructs use two very different ways of Mental Power Manipulation. A Construct is made by tying your thoughts and feelings to the energy. A Psionic Individual will be able to just mess around with the Mental Power with sheer will. In a way, Psionics is more wide-ranged. But a Construct makes for easier learning." I reply to them. They seem very confused.
"So your saying anyone can make something like Crust?"
"Yeah."
They sit still, quiet for a moment. They are more relaxed now.
"So why did you and Crust break the wall?"
"Well, I couldn't figure out how to get out, and climbing over was out of the option with the barbed wire."
"How did you even get in there?"
"No clue."
They both paused at this.
"What do you mean no clue?"
"Well, I had just laid down, then I woke up here. I was heading to the library to find out where I was exactly, I'm still not sure if I'm dreaming this all up or not."
"True, can you tell us about your home?"
I replied, "Alright, well I lived in the United States of America, specifically in the Arkansas state. The city I was in was called Fort Smith. It was an alright place, lots of drama happened though, especially with the president."
"The United States of America?"
"Yeah, my home country."
They look at each other, "Please excuse us True, we need to go talk to each other."
"Can you get someone to send me something to eat? Donuts may taste good, but they aren't really filling."
"I will see what I can do."
I nod. Then I start to play with Crust. Crust knows how to play my games with me.
I was wet. It was... Raining?
I glanced around, pushing myself up from the concrete ground. The colors... this felt and looked like an Anime world. Huh? My hands... so smooth.
I'm skinny, short. Smaller huh.
I examine my surroundings, I seem to be on a roof, not sure on what roof. But it looks gloomy with the anime style all around. I looked around for a way down, eventually finding a locked ladder, which I can use as leverage to lower myself down.
As I climb down I think.
I am not exactly sure where this place but it doesn't matter that much I suppose. Then again, what if it's important? Where am I?
I don't know.
Ah, ground. How I missed you so.
I haven't opened my mouth since I got here have I?
"Hu-"
"Hul"
"Hello."
*Throat clearing sounds*
"Hello."
Wow, I sound different. Younger. Less deep.
I wonder how old I am?
Huh? This is a compound of some sort, cause there is a fence around the perimeter, and it is made out of stone and barbed wire. Not going to get through it without cheats.
Do I have cheats?
I close my eyes and feel around.
I feel something?
Weird, I open my eyes as I pull it into reality.
In front of me a crystal appears, about the size of a football. Shaped in a diamond shape as well. I actually somewhat recognize this. Isn't this from when I was in an undertale craze and wanted something similar to Sans blasters?
Yep. It's definitely reacting like it did in my dreams, whose a nice little death machine.
It can fire a superheated laser dealing tons of damage, and it can manipulate its size. I only have the one though. It's still extremely useful, provides me with tons of passive buffs that increase my abilities.
Now then little-death beam, you respond to my thoughts, don't you? Can you blow a hole into this wall for me?
*BOOM*
Wow, that was loud. You know, it might have been a better idea for me to get you to enlarge and hop on you as you levitate us out of here... Oh well.
Boost my speed, let's get out of here.
---
I heard police officers as I left, I got out of there pretty quickly huh. I had... what did I name it in my dreams? Ah, I remember, Crust. I had Crust camo me and it so we could move around in relative stealth. Which was cool, I am severely tame for some reason, aren't I?
Yeah, I suppose I am.
Now what?
Ok, I have no idea what to do now. Maybe figure out where I am exactly? Let's see, this city is quite big, maybe I can go figure out where the library is?
I need to hide Crust here though, actually.
Crust remove the stealth of me but keep it on you.
I lose vision of Crust, but I can feel its presence.
I then make my way into the street. Let's see if I can figure something out.
---
"Do you know where the library is?" I ask a random person on the street. I'm pretty sure I'm a child again. Especially when comparing my height to everyone else's.
"Kid, where are your parents?" The guy asks me in turn.
"Eh, I don't have to answer that. So I'm guessing you don't know where the library is huh." I reply. Then I turn away and look for another person.
"Kid do you need help?" The Guy asks as I walk away.
"All I need is to know where the nearest public library is, I will figure things out from there."I turn and tell him.
He shakes his head, "Alright. Head down this street, follow it for about eight streets and take a right. There is an library on the corner. "
I smile and nod, "Thanks, have a good day."
I then proceed to follow the directions. 1 street, 2 street, 3 street, 4 street.
Eventually, I get there. It's quite small for a library. Funding issues I assume.
I walk in and head to the front desk. The library has a few people wandering around and reading. But not that many.
"How may I help you?" The lady at the desk asks.
"Do I need a library card to use a computer?"
"Yes." The lady replies.
"How do I get one?"
"200 yen."
Two dollars huh.
"Hm. Alright. I'll be back in a moment."
I walk out.
Ok, what can I do? I co-
*Siren*
A police car pulls out in front of me.
Why? OH! Maybe there were cameras back at the building that saw me? Probably.
"Kid raise your hands up above your head." The officer has his taser aimed at me.
You know, I could resist, but it may be easier just to go with him, yeah fine. Crust makes sure I'm shielded in case he tries to shoot me.
I raise my hands above my head. "Is there a problem officer?"
He is relaxing a bit now, he was tense apparently. Am I that- Oh yea, wall exploding.
He comes up to me and handcuffs me, putting me in the backseat. He's a lot more relaxed now, he did pat me down to find basically nothing. Man, I'm hungry. Welp, I'm in an anime world, so I might as well experiment on my way to the station. Hopefully, we can figure out something. If we can't? Well, I do have a death laser.
---
This room is more comfortable than I thought it would be, I'm not even cuffed. I even got some refreshments! Feels like I haven't had donuts for days.
I also got to see my reflection for the first time... I look so cute.
I mean really? Do my eyes need to have pupils that big?
I'm extremely short though, not accurate at all. Then again, do I miss being tall? Kinda? I'm not exactly sure, being short has its uses.
I look at my appearance once more at the obvious one-way window. Wild black hair, green eyes, green and white striped T-shirt, blue shorts, and red shoes. Clear pale white skin, absolutely no blemishes. I smile, it's like the my entire person has warmed up. Weird, then I return to my normal neutral face... Ok that is a Frisk face all the way. -_-.
I wonder if I anything else besides Crust? Hmm, let's see... There is energy. It seems to be the same type of energy used to create Crust, maybe magic no. I know what this stuff is.
Then the door opens. A strict looking woman and a guy enters the room and sits down.
The man speaks first. "I am Detective Dave, and this is Ms. Olivia. What is your name?"
"Name? Um, I believe my name is True. T r u e."
"True? That's a nice name. It's nice to meet you True." Olivia replies and a gentle voice.
"Thank you Miss Olivia, Its nice to meet you as well." True.
The man speaks up. "Well... True, do you know why you are here?"
I put my hand to my head and tap it. "Not sure exactly, But, believe it's because I broke a wall?"
He nods his head and pulls out a photo. It's me and Crust blowing up a wall. Wow, that is a big laser.
"We want to know what this is True." He taps on Crust.
I nod, "Well that's Crust."
"Crust?"
"Yep, that's my little death lasers name. I named him Crust cause... Well, I'm not exactly sure why I named him that."
I call out Crust within my mind.
He appears over my shoulder, "Say hello Crust!" A little clear piece comes out of the sides of the crystal and waves at the two adults.
Man, they are tensed up.
"Relax, he doesn't hurt anyone I don't want to hurt. Unless they hurt me." I say as I pet my little death laser. I love my little death laser, so adorable and deadly.
The lady starts speaking next. "So... Crust is intelligent?"
I pretend to think about it for a moment. "Kinda, he's a Mental Construct."
They both stop at that, "Mental Construct?"
"Well, I'll try to put this in a way that can be understood. Inside us, there is a weird energy I dub Mental Power, Which Psionics mess around with. A Mental Construct is made out of that Mental Power, A Mental Constructs strength and design differs from person to person, but will get stronger as they train and use the power. Keep in mind that Psionics and Mental Constructs use two very different ways of Mental Power Manipulation. A Construct is made by tying your thoughts and feelings to the energy. A Psionic Individual will be able to just mess around with the Mental Power with sheer will. In a way, Psionics is more wide-ranged. But a Construct makes for easier learning." I reply to them. They seem very confused.
"So your saying anyone can make something like Crust?"
"Yeah."
They sit still, quiet for a moment. They are more relaxed now.
"So why did you and Crust break the wall?"
"Well, I couldn't figure out how to get out, and climbing over was out of the option with the barbed wire."
"How did you even get in there?"
"No clue."
They both paused at this.
"What do you mean no clue?"
"Well, I had just laid down, then I woke up here. I was heading to the library to find out where I was exactly, I'm still not sure if I'm dreaming this all up or not."
"True, can you tell us about your home?"
I replied, "Alright, well I lived in the United States of America, specifically in the Arkansas state. The city I was in was called Fort Smith. It was an alright place, lots of drama happened though, especially with the president."
"The United States of America?"
"Yeah, my home country."
They look at each other, "Please excuse us True, we need to go talk to each other."
"Can you get someone to send me something to eat? Donuts may taste good, but they aren't really filling."
"I will see what I can do."
I nod. Then I start to play with Crust. Crust knows how to play my games with me.
TrueGuardian32
Unfinished Writer
- Location
- Arkansas
Wow, that was long, I'm still not finished writing the idea out as well. It was lurking and clouding my head so I'm writing it out real quick.
SI in an Anime Style World [Powered Insert] 2
TrueGuardian32
Unfinished Writer
- Location
- Arkansas
"What do you think Chief?"
"He didn't seem to be lying, but it seems a bit ridiculous."
"United States? I've never heard of that country."
"Is he registered?"
"Nope. They can't find anyone matching his name or image. "
"So it's possible he isn't lying?"
"This is going to cause problems. Dr. Marcus, what do you think?" The three adults turn to the other person staring at the kid.
"Well, in theory, it could be possible. There is a multiworld theory that there is an infinite amount of alternative universes that are slightly different than ours. It's possible he's from one of them." - Dr. Marcus
"What do we do?"
They glanced at the kid playing with the death machine in his lap.
"What happens then Chief?" - Dave
Chief Morrow takes a deep breath. "Well, if his story checks out he can't technically be blamed for blowing up the wall. But the bigger issue is how can we take a highly dangerous weapon from the hands of a child?"
Olivia speaks up, "We might not be able too, from what we have observed the device has a minor line of sentience, similar to a dog. It also can go invisible, teleport, and has a giant death beam ready to retaliate against anyone that tries to take it from the kid."
"Alright, Dave, Olivia, get back in there and ask about the kids home, figure out how things worked around there. I will go talk to the Mayor with a report."
---
I am apparently really bad at tick tack toe, or Crust is cheating. Actually that might be possible since Crust can listen to my thoughts. Are you cheating Crust? No? Well, I guess I trust you, I must really be bad at tick tack toe.
Then the door opens I glance at Olivia, no food...
My stomach growls. Audibly.
"Oh, I'll be right back Dave." - Olivia
Olivia leaves as Dave sits down.
"So, True. Tell me about home?" - Dave
"Well, let's see. I can't really remember everything, but I remember a couple of things. What would you like to know?" - True
"Well, let's start simple, why is your name True?"
"Alright, hm, Well I couldn't remember my original name, it was kinda blurred. But I remember in all instances where someone called out to me they said True, or Guardian."
"Wait you don't remember things?"
"Kinda, they are there. Just blurry."
"Can you tell me how the country dealt with people that had... a mental construct?" - Dave
"Oh, they made us go to class. It was called Responsible Mentallity, taught us why we shouldn't use our mental constructs wildly and are only allowed to use them in emergencies. Or if our job required them. "
"You had to work?"
"Nope, kids aren't allowed to work till 18."
"Were Mental Constructs commonplace in your country?"
"Yep! You could find them just about anywhere, according to studies a fourth of the population had Mental Constructs."
"And the only thing you had was a class to learn how to use Mental Constructs responsibly?"
"I'm not really sure, I arrived before finishing that class."
Dave stops at that, taking it in. "What can you tell me about your country?"
"Hm, Well, The United States started as a group of colonies from Britain, then we dumped a bunch of tea, and then a war happen. The United States has been independent ever since we won that. Ever since America has been classified as the land of the Free and capitalism."
"That's all there was to it?"
"I don't care to remember much about history. But I do know we are known as the land of the free now."
"Well, what can you tell us about your living situation?"
"Nice, a bit rough on money, but we make do."
"What about your parents?"
"They are... it's blurred? That is... disappointing." Crust starts rubbing my head... Thanks Crust. Come on True, get a hold of yourself.
Eventually, Olivia came back with some burgers. Then they continued to ask questions while I answered.
"He didn't seem to be lying, but it seems a bit ridiculous."
"United States? I've never heard of that country."
"Is he registered?"
"Nope. They can't find anyone matching his name or image. "
"So it's possible he isn't lying?"
"This is going to cause problems. Dr. Marcus, what do you think?" The three adults turn to the other person staring at the kid.
"Well, in theory, it could be possible. There is a multiworld theory that there is an infinite amount of alternative universes that are slightly different than ours. It's possible he's from one of them." - Dr. Marcus
"What do we do?"
They glanced at the kid playing with the death machine in his lap.
"What happens then Chief?" - Dave
Chief Morrow takes a deep breath. "Well, if his story checks out he can't technically be blamed for blowing up the wall. But the bigger issue is how can we take a highly dangerous weapon from the hands of a child?"
Olivia speaks up, "We might not be able too, from what we have observed the device has a minor line of sentience, similar to a dog. It also can go invisible, teleport, and has a giant death beam ready to retaliate against anyone that tries to take it from the kid."
"Alright, Dave, Olivia, get back in there and ask about the kids home, figure out how things worked around there. I will go talk to the Mayor with a report."
---
I am apparently really bad at tick tack toe, or Crust is cheating. Actually that might be possible since Crust can listen to my thoughts. Are you cheating Crust? No? Well, I guess I trust you, I must really be bad at tick tack toe.
Then the door opens I glance at Olivia, no food...
My stomach growls. Audibly.
"Oh, I'll be right back Dave." - Olivia
Olivia leaves as Dave sits down.
"So, True. Tell me about home?" - Dave
"Well, let's see. I can't really remember everything, but I remember a couple of things. What would you like to know?" - True
"Well, let's start simple, why is your name True?"
"Alright, hm, Well I couldn't remember my original name, it was kinda blurred. But I remember in all instances where someone called out to me they said True, or Guardian."
"Wait you don't remember things?"
"Kinda, they are there. Just blurry."
"Can you tell me how the country dealt with people that had... a mental construct?" - Dave
"Oh, they made us go to class. It was called Responsible Mentallity, taught us why we shouldn't use our mental constructs wildly and are only allowed to use them in emergencies. Or if our job required them. "
"You had to work?"
"Nope, kids aren't allowed to work till 18."
"Were Mental Constructs commonplace in your country?"
"Yep! You could find them just about anywhere, according to studies a fourth of the population had Mental Constructs."
"And the only thing you had was a class to learn how to use Mental Constructs responsibly?"
"I'm not really sure, I arrived before finishing that class."
Dave stops at that, taking it in. "What can you tell me about your country?"
"Hm, Well, The United States started as a group of colonies from Britain, then we dumped a bunch of tea, and then a war happen. The United States has been independent ever since we won that. Ever since America has been classified as the land of the Free and capitalism."
"That's all there was to it?"
"I don't care to remember much about history. But I do know we are known as the land of the free now."
"Well, what can you tell us about your living situation?"
"Nice, a bit rough on money, but we make do."
"What about your parents?"
"They are... it's blurred? That is... disappointing." Crust starts rubbing my head... Thanks Crust. Come on True, get a hold of yourself.
Eventually, Olivia came back with some burgers. Then they continued to ask questions while I answered.
A Killing Joke [WORM Powered SI]
TrueGuardian32
Unfinished Writer
- Location
- Arkansas
"Hehehe"
"HAHA"
The laughter just started when I woke up. I couldn't keep the grin away from my face, I felt like I knew what had happened. I stood up. Grabbing the cane beside me.
Then I looked at the note on my hand.
[WORM Insert]
[Insert with Powers Similar to the Joker.]
[POWERS]
[Ultimate Blank, You know what this is.]
[Super Human]
[Chemical Know How]
[I can make the funniest Guns]
[I know what you don't]
[The Joke you don't see Coming.]
[Appearance? The Joker from the Injustice games.]
[Starting Equipment: Armor Piercing Gun Cane, Laughing Gas flower.]
I feel my grin get bigger. I've got a joke. I'm going to deliver it with glee.
I look at the sky, night. Perfect. Let's begin.
---
I look at my two new minions.
"Now the thing is that I need you two to do what I say, no matter what I say. But how can I do that I wonder?" The two ABB members just glare.
"Oh come on, you can speak your mind. I've got a wonderful gift for you if you don't."
"What would we get if we followed your orders?"
"Well, you wouldn't die of course."
"Ha, Lung would grind and spit you out Clown."
My grin grows bigger. "Ah yes, the Dragon, quite an interesting one that is. Hasn't been to a single Endbringer bout since Kyushu huh, I wonder if he believes those overgrown cores can't die? Possibly." Then I move back and grab the container of gasoline.
"What are you doing?!?"
"Well, you are going to die anyway aren't you? You said it yourself, so I'm going to help you along."
"No, I will follow I will follow!!"
"Too late!"
I throw the lighter behind me as I leave the building. In moments it goes in flames. Hehehe.
I need reputation huh.
Hm, how about I kill the dragon himself then? According to canon, he should be in the docks tonight.
Well, I'm going to go say hi then.
---
"Kil-"
"Ah, I found you!"
The Mask villain's surprise feels audible. He couldn't sense me due to Ultimate Blank huh.
"Your Lung aren't you?"
"What are you doing here Clown?"
"Isn't it obvious? I'm here to deliver the killing joke." I aim my cane and pull the trigger, he makes no move to dodge since he wasn't expecting me to fire that quickly.
"Ke Yu!"
"Too late." I watch as he tries to move, but his body starts to melt. He begins to panic as the melting accelerates. In mere moments he is nothing but a puddle. "Ah what an excellent joke." "Told you it was a killing joke."
I duck as I feel the blade pass through where my head just was. Then I move, slamming my cane against Oni Lees's eyes. He clutches at them, I pull a knife out of my pocket and cut his throat in an instant. "Too bad, not fast enough ninja."
Too bad I don't have any of my chemical pies, it would have been so much funnier! Huh, now Skitter now I guess. I can already see the bugs moving. I pull out a small container from my pocket, in an instant gas escapes and starts to kill all nearby bugs. It was fast, and it was instant.
"Well then, now what to do with you dear fellows. It seems you don't have a leader anymore... Hmm, Maybe a hostile takeover is in order?"
---
Taylor never did come to greet me, maybe I scared her or something. Or maybe the Undersiders interfered? Oh well, I guess I missed an opportunity.
Now then I look at my new gang members. They weren't happy I made them wear clown masks. But after a few examples to the ones that didn't? Well, they came along.
Reorganizing the gang to my specifications was slightly difficult. But I do like a challenge. The most difficult part were the ones with die-hard loyalty to Lung. They came in droves, each trying to kill me. But to kill the Joker? It requires a lot more than loyalty.
It didn't take long to get Bakuda to follow my orders, after all, I am much scarier than a dragon.
Anyways, I got rid of the human trafficking ring and focused my manpower to other things. Namely medicine. My chemical know how? It wasn't actually tinkertech, but it was years more advanced than what they had today. I got some people to gather some papers and taught others how to make the various medicines I was going to sell. It didn't take long to get everything together. In barely a day the Joe Ker medical facility was up and running. But that wasn't all I was digging my hands into. The merchants had a ton of clients I could take with cheaper and safer drugs. I armed a few of my members with some chemical weapons, and then I set them off on the streets with my new contraband. The news of the dragons' death hadn't spread yet and I've already started to take over his criminal empire. Now then? The Empire will fall. After all, the Joker won't share his city with idiots. Plus less competition on the medical market sounds nice.
---
Well, that was Anticlimactic. I just killed most of the Empires top brass, Kaiser called a meeting together with his capes. Then I bombed it with gas. There goes 70% of the Empire in a few moments. Then I call up my lieutenant. "Kaiser is dead. Begin expansion."
"Yes, boss."
Well then, in less than three days I've dealt with two of the most powerful gangs. Now then, Merchants huh. I guess you are next.
---
I looked at Skidmark. He wasn't happy with my appearance, my henchmen around me were somewhat trustworthy, and the drugs they had taken put them at superhuman status. Which allowed them to take down the opposing gang members with ease. "Kill Skidmark." My followers react in an instant, a bullet enters Skidmark's head before he can react. I turn my head to Squealer, who is cussing up a storm.
"Well then, Squealer, it looks like you have an opportunity ahead of you."
Mush was dead already, shot him with a new chemical acid when I arrived.
"What do you mean-" "Shh. No cussing in front of me, else I will give this opportunity to someone else."
She is silent, her eyes glancing at the gun pointed at her head. "Now then, are you going to be good?"
She's quiet as I remove the gun. "Now then as I was saying, there is an opportunity ahead for you! With Squealer and Mush dead, and my backing, there will be no one to contest your rule of the merchants."
She was about to speak up as I continued. "Well, you could obviously say you can't do it, or just say no in general. But I must advise you... that would be the joke that ends your life."
She takes a deep breath. "Alright."
"Good! Now then, find a new name other than Squealer. Something classy preferably. You two, stay here and assist her. I have other business to get to." After all, I just killed Capes, which is a big no-no with the Protectorate. Plus my Blank status? Well, I have a counter to Alexandria, Legend, and Eidolon ready. I do so hope they come for me. The jokes I've prepared are quite nice!
"HAHA"
The laughter just started when I woke up. I couldn't keep the grin away from my face, I felt like I knew what had happened. I stood up. Grabbing the cane beside me.
Then I looked at the note on my hand.
[WORM Insert]
[Insert with Powers Similar to the Joker.]
[POWERS]
[Ultimate Blank, You know what this is.]
[Super Human]
[Chemical Know How]
[I can make the funniest Guns]
[I know what you don't]
[The Joke you don't see Coming.]
[Appearance? The Joker from the Injustice games.]
[Starting Equipment: Armor Piercing Gun Cane, Laughing Gas flower.]
I feel my grin get bigger. I've got a joke. I'm going to deliver it with glee.
I look at the sky, night. Perfect. Let's begin.
---
I look at my two new minions.
"Now the thing is that I need you two to do what I say, no matter what I say. But how can I do that I wonder?" The two ABB members just glare.
"Oh come on, you can speak your mind. I've got a wonderful gift for you if you don't."
"What would we get if we followed your orders?"
"Well, you wouldn't die of course."
"Ha, Lung would grind and spit you out Clown."
My grin grows bigger. "Ah yes, the Dragon, quite an interesting one that is. Hasn't been to a single Endbringer bout since Kyushu huh, I wonder if he believes those overgrown cores can't die? Possibly." Then I move back and grab the container of gasoline.
"What are you doing?!?"
"Well, you are going to die anyway aren't you? You said it yourself, so I'm going to help you along."
"No, I will follow I will follow!!"
"Too late!"
I throw the lighter behind me as I leave the building. In moments it goes in flames. Hehehe.
I need reputation huh.
Hm, how about I kill the dragon himself then? According to canon, he should be in the docks tonight.
Well, I'm going to go say hi then.
---
"Kil-"
"Ah, I found you!"
The Mask villain's surprise feels audible. He couldn't sense me due to Ultimate Blank huh.
"Your Lung aren't you?"
"What are you doing here Clown?"
"Isn't it obvious? I'm here to deliver the killing joke." I aim my cane and pull the trigger, he makes no move to dodge since he wasn't expecting me to fire that quickly.
"Ke Yu!"
"Too late." I watch as he tries to move, but his body starts to melt. He begins to panic as the melting accelerates. In mere moments he is nothing but a puddle. "Ah what an excellent joke." "Told you it was a killing joke."
I duck as I feel the blade pass through where my head just was. Then I move, slamming my cane against Oni Lees's eyes. He clutches at them, I pull a knife out of my pocket and cut his throat in an instant. "Too bad, not fast enough ninja."
Too bad I don't have any of my chemical pies, it would have been so much funnier! Huh, now Skitter now I guess. I can already see the bugs moving. I pull out a small container from my pocket, in an instant gas escapes and starts to kill all nearby bugs. It was fast, and it was instant.
"Well then, now what to do with you dear fellows. It seems you don't have a leader anymore... Hmm, Maybe a hostile takeover is in order?"
---
Taylor never did come to greet me, maybe I scared her or something. Or maybe the Undersiders interfered? Oh well, I guess I missed an opportunity.
Now then I look at my new gang members. They weren't happy I made them wear clown masks. But after a few examples to the ones that didn't? Well, they came along.
Reorganizing the gang to my specifications was slightly difficult. But I do like a challenge. The most difficult part were the ones with die-hard loyalty to Lung. They came in droves, each trying to kill me. But to kill the Joker? It requires a lot more than loyalty.
It didn't take long to get Bakuda to follow my orders, after all, I am much scarier than a dragon.
Anyways, I got rid of the human trafficking ring and focused my manpower to other things. Namely medicine. My chemical know how? It wasn't actually tinkertech, but it was years more advanced than what they had today. I got some people to gather some papers and taught others how to make the various medicines I was going to sell. It didn't take long to get everything together. In barely a day the Joe Ker medical facility was up and running. But that wasn't all I was digging my hands into. The merchants had a ton of clients I could take with cheaper and safer drugs. I armed a few of my members with some chemical weapons, and then I set them off on the streets with my new contraband. The news of the dragons' death hadn't spread yet and I've already started to take over his criminal empire. Now then? The Empire will fall. After all, the Joker won't share his city with idiots. Plus less competition on the medical market sounds nice.
---
Well, that was Anticlimactic. I just killed most of the Empires top brass, Kaiser called a meeting together with his capes. Then I bombed it with gas. There goes 70% of the Empire in a few moments. Then I call up my lieutenant. "Kaiser is dead. Begin expansion."
"Yes, boss."
Well then, in less than three days I've dealt with two of the most powerful gangs. Now then, Merchants huh. I guess you are next.
---
I looked at Skidmark. He wasn't happy with my appearance, my henchmen around me were somewhat trustworthy, and the drugs they had taken put them at superhuman status. Which allowed them to take down the opposing gang members with ease. "Kill Skidmark." My followers react in an instant, a bullet enters Skidmark's head before he can react. I turn my head to Squealer, who is cussing up a storm.
"Well then, Squealer, it looks like you have an opportunity ahead of you."
Mush was dead already, shot him with a new chemical acid when I arrived.
"What do you mean-" "Shh. No cussing in front of me, else I will give this opportunity to someone else."
She is silent, her eyes glancing at the gun pointed at her head. "Now then, are you going to be good?"
She's quiet as I remove the gun. "Now then as I was saying, there is an opportunity ahead for you! With Squealer and Mush dead, and my backing, there will be no one to contest your rule of the merchants."
She was about to speak up as I continued. "Well, you could obviously say you can't do it, or just say no in general. But I must advise you... that would be the joke that ends your life."
She takes a deep breath. "Alright."
"Good! Now then, find a new name other than Squealer. Something classy preferably. You two, stay here and assist her. I have other business to get to." After all, I just killed Capes, which is a big no-no with the Protectorate. Plus my Blank status? Well, I have a counter to Alexandria, Legend, and Eidolon ready. I do so hope they come for me. The jokes I've prepared are quite nice!
A Guardian
TrueGuardian32
Unfinished Writer
- Location
- Arkansas
I watch.
I listen.
I wait.
Eternally.
I stand at my station, performing my duty.
Protecting.
Defending.
I stop you from advancing.
No matter how many times you come.
Your back.
You won't win.
Again you come.
New weapons, new strategies.
But in the end, I kill you.
Your back again.
I see you.
We fight once more.
You will not have it.
I will protect it.
Now you fall once more.
Again you come.
I grow tired of your charade.
You come at me repeatedly.
Even after death, you are determined to beat me.
To get to the item, for which you are not allowed.
You've returned once more.
Stronger. Faster.
Yet I win again.
You are here.
I don't think I can win anymore.
I'm stronger than you. Faster than you.
I can kill you with ease.
But in the end, it doesn't matter.
You know my attacks.
You know what I will do.
Your blade has pierced me.
Signaling my end.
I am sorry.
But I will not falter.
I attack, with everything I have.
But we have been here before, haven't we?
You take and deal with everything I have.
Now, this is the end.
---
Thoughts of a Roguelike Guardian Boss.
I listen.
I wait.
Eternally.
I stand at my station, performing my duty.
Protecting.
Defending.
I stop you from advancing.
No matter how many times you come.
Your back.
You won't win.
Again you come.
New weapons, new strategies.
But in the end, I kill you.
Your back again.
I see you.
We fight once more.
You will not have it.
I will protect it.
Now you fall once more.
Again you come.
I grow tired of your charade.
You come at me repeatedly.
Even after death, you are determined to beat me.
To get to the item, for which you are not allowed.
You've returned once more.
Stronger. Faster.
Yet I win again.
You are here.
I don't think I can win anymore.
I'm stronger than you. Faster than you.
I can kill you with ease.
But in the end, it doesn't matter.
You know my attacks.
You know what I will do.
Your blade has pierced me.
Signaling my end.
I am sorry.
But I will not falter.
I attack, with everything I have.
But we have been here before, haven't we?
You take and deal with everything I have.
Now, this is the end.
---
Thoughts of a Roguelike Guardian Boss.
Undertale -1
TrueGuardian32
Unfinished Writer
- Location
- Arkansas
The game is finished. I could go on a geno run now... But all of it has kinda been spoiled through youtube.
So now what?
Hmm.
I can build.
Minecraft has always been an addicting game. I wonder if theres any new mods?
Hmm. Undertale inspired mod huh. Well, might as well try it ou out.
A few minutes of grinding later I have a house. It's the first time I have actually played on peaceful mode. The visual mod I have makes everything kinda stunning. I have a Green Soul. Kindness apparently. It has the effect of damage nullification, and healing.
It's interesting. Making a soul bound shield was a good thing as well. According to the mod the more I use my abilities the more I will be able to use.
For an undertale mod, there is an extreme lack of NPCs. I wonder why? I should probably get to sleep though.
I close out of my game and lay down.
Good mornin. Did I leave my computer on? I thought I closed out.... hm. Nothing seems off. Well, I better get ready.
It's been a while since I appeared in this Anime styled world. I got put in a foster system after the initial troubles. It wasn't the greatest. Atleast I have Crust! Hes been a nice little death beam crystal.
With his help I have been doing well in this world. I also made a ton of money due to spreading the method on how to awaken Mental Constructs. I now have a pretty decent source of cash that I can lean back on.
Besides that? There really isn't much I can do now. Some of the games from my previous life are here as well, except for minor differences. Namely in name though.
It took a while for me to realize that things just looked anime styled. It was normal for the most part besides that.
Still, having a new source of entertainment, new video games, and very few responsibilities made this a nice place TV to stay in. Most recently I started on Undertale. Apparently it didn't go viral as hard as it did in my world. I have no clue why. But I now have the last copy of the game. It was quite interesting too, a few more Easter eggs than normal though.
The weird thing about the game is that everyone else's game has been corrupted besides mine. Some bug in the downloads apparently. Luckily I got a hold of mine and I am very careful with it.
Speaking of let's launch it up.
[True Reset]
[Quit]
Is there anything I can do here? Any extra secrets?
Hmm.
Nothing. Just these two boxes.
Welp. Time to try out something else.
I highlight [Quit] and leave the game.
---
(Somewhere else.)
"Sans you lazy bones! Get down here! Frisk is taking us to explore around town!"
Sans eyelights appears.
Two days huh. It hasn't reset yet.
I wonder what changed kid? Finally, decided to quit?
Eh, two days and no resets. Let's see if you will go for three.
"Sans!"
---
Now the thing about my computer is that I added it to my Mental Construct space. After having my PC stolen in my last life I am a fair bit paranoid.
Hm? What's that sound?
*glitch noises* My laptop huh? Let's see... hmm lots of fuzz. Weird, doesn't this normally happen to TVs. Crust lets see what's going on.
It takes a while for me to clear up the glitch screen. Managed to trace it to the Undertale file.
Nothing seemed off with it, so I opened the file and took a look.
[Continue]
[True Reset]
[Exit]
An easteregg? Interesting.
[Continue]
I feel my vision go black.
I am falling. Crust! Assist me.
Crust stretches out its crystalline body so I can stand and levitate. I am in some kinda Void. Weird. It seems to like me. My energy is soothing apparently.
So I am in some kind of void world huh. Well, let's see what I can find.
It doesn't take long for me to find someone. Someone I wasn't expecting either.
That is definitely Gaster.
He seems to be sleeping. I bring Crust to him. Hopping off Crust onto the solid void I observe the skeleton. It's a tall skeleton alright. Similar to comics I have seen.
"So. Are you asleep? Or pretending?"
The eyelights appear.
Gaster sits up. "Interesting. You seem to have a colorful vibe around you."
"I hope so. A bit of color goes a long way."
He glances off into the darkness.
"So... tall dark and scary, what you doing here in the void?"
"An experiment gone wrong I suppose. It's hard to remember exactly. What about you?"
"Eh, got distracted and fell into a void world again."
His skull lid arches up like an eyelid.
"Again?"
"Yep. Technically it's a dimension, but it happens."
"How did you get out the first time?
"I walked. Looked for a crack, and then left. But I suppose that isn't the case in this dimension. We need to find the hole."
"The hole?"
"Look for flashing lights above us, and then start walking."
He follows as I walk.
"How do we know we are going the right way?"
"We don't."
So now what?
Hmm.
I can build.
Minecraft has always been an addicting game. I wonder if theres any new mods?
Hmm. Undertale inspired mod huh. Well, might as well try it ou out.
A few minutes of grinding later I have a house. It's the first time I have actually played on peaceful mode. The visual mod I have makes everything kinda stunning. I have a Green Soul. Kindness apparently. It has the effect of damage nullification, and healing.
It's interesting. Making a soul bound shield was a good thing as well. According to the mod the more I use my abilities the more I will be able to use.
For an undertale mod, there is an extreme lack of NPCs. I wonder why? I should probably get to sleep though.
I close out of my game and lay down.
Good mornin. Did I leave my computer on? I thought I closed out.... hm. Nothing seems off. Well, I better get ready.
It's been a while since I appeared in this Anime styled world. I got put in a foster system after the initial troubles. It wasn't the greatest. Atleast I have Crust! Hes been a nice little death beam crystal.
With his help I have been doing well in this world. I also made a ton of money due to spreading the method on how to awaken Mental Constructs. I now have a pretty decent source of cash that I can lean back on.
Besides that? There really isn't much I can do now. Some of the games from my previous life are here as well, except for minor differences. Namely in name though.
It took a while for me to realize that things just looked anime styled. It was normal for the most part besides that.
Still, having a new source of entertainment, new video games, and very few responsibilities made this a nice place TV to stay in. Most recently I started on Undertale. Apparently it didn't go viral as hard as it did in my world. I have no clue why. But I now have the last copy of the game. It was quite interesting too, a few more Easter eggs than normal though.
The weird thing about the game is that everyone else's game has been corrupted besides mine. Some bug in the downloads apparently. Luckily I got a hold of mine and I am very careful with it.
Speaking of let's launch it up.
[True Reset]
[Quit]
Is there anything I can do here? Any extra secrets?
Hmm.
Nothing. Just these two boxes.
Welp. Time to try out something else.
I highlight [Quit] and leave the game.
---
(Somewhere else.)
"Sans you lazy bones! Get down here! Frisk is taking us to explore around town!"
Sans eyelights appears.
Two days huh. It hasn't reset yet.
I wonder what changed kid? Finally, decided to quit?
Eh, two days and no resets. Let's see if you will go for three.
"Sans!"
---
Now the thing about my computer is that I added it to my Mental Construct space. After having my PC stolen in my last life I am a fair bit paranoid.
Hm? What's that sound?
*glitch noises* My laptop huh? Let's see... hmm lots of fuzz. Weird, doesn't this normally happen to TVs. Crust lets see what's going on.
It takes a while for me to clear up the glitch screen. Managed to trace it to the Undertale file.
Nothing seemed off with it, so I opened the file and took a look.
[Continue]
[True Reset]
[Exit]
An easteregg? Interesting.
[Continue]
I feel my vision go black.
I am falling. Crust! Assist me.
Crust stretches out its crystalline body so I can stand and levitate. I am in some kinda Void. Weird. It seems to like me. My energy is soothing apparently.
So I am in some kind of void world huh. Well, let's see what I can find.
It doesn't take long for me to find someone. Someone I wasn't expecting either.
That is definitely Gaster.
He seems to be sleeping. I bring Crust to him. Hopping off Crust onto the solid void I observe the skeleton. It's a tall skeleton alright. Similar to comics I have seen.
"So. Are you asleep? Or pretending?"
The eyelights appear.
Gaster sits up. "Interesting. You seem to have a colorful vibe around you."
"I hope so. A bit of color goes a long way."
He glances off into the darkness.
"So... tall dark and scary, what you doing here in the void?"
"An experiment gone wrong I suppose. It's hard to remember exactly. What about you?"
"Eh, got distracted and fell into a void world again."
His skull lid arches up like an eyelid.
"Again?"
"Yep. Technically it's a dimension, but it happens."
"How did you get out the first time?
"I walked. Looked for a crack, and then left. But I suppose that isn't the case in this dimension. We need to find the hole."
"The hole?"
"Look for flashing lights above us, and then start walking."
He follows as I walk.
"How do we know we are going the right way?"
"We don't."
Undertale - 2
TrueGuardian32
Unfinished Writer
- Location
- Arkansas
We've been walking for a while. Gaster isn't used to this though, but he follows me anyways. I think he's hoping to get out here and I represent that hope...
Huh.
"I see it."
He stops and looks around, "Where?"
"Up."
He looks up, directly at the Core.
"Thats... Familiar."
I glance at him, "Probably your entry point then. Anyways hop on."
I summon Crust out. He stretches his crystalline body large enough for both of us.
"What is that?"
"Hm? He's Crust. My MC."
"MC?"
"Mental Construct. You know you can ask me questions after we leave right?"
"I suppose."
He walks onto Crust and up we go!
"This is a bit too fast!"
In moments we are at the Core. I noticed some of my energy start to flow and heal Gaster as we went up.
After we pass through the gap everything starts glowing green.
My... soul?
I look at the massive heart in front of me. Gaster does as well, with undisguised interest.
"Wow..., Didn't know my soul was this... big."
"A kind soul? Interesting."
I pull the new link into my body. It's interesting. Feels like I had something that was missing before... And I have a new MC, wait. That is definitely not an MC. What is it?
I will investigate this when I don't have a company.
"We are... out." Gaster looks conflicted, relieved, yet conflicted.
"Yeah, but this definitely isn't my exit. But then again, I likely won't be able to go back the way I came."
He looks at me, "What do you mean?"
I give a small, slightly forced grin. "Well, I'm pretty sure this isn't my Universe. Else, this wouldn't be a thing." I bring out my SOUL.
He looks confused at that, "Why not?"
"Well, while souls exist. They have always been bound to the body, they aren't capable of being externalized. I wasn't able to bring out my SOUL before. It is a big difference."
He looked confused now, he didn't seem to be able to comprehend that.
"How did you figure out souls then?"
"We didn't."
"Oh."
You know, this entire time Gaster has been speaking in wingdings hasn't he? I've understood him clearly though.
Weird, I wonder if it's the same effect I was facing in the Anime World?
Something to think about I guess. Well, reading and hearing everything I see and hear in my own language is super helpful to me.
We land on the Core. Crust disappears as I store him within myself again.
"Where are we?" I ask Gaster.
"We should be at the CORE in the Underground." He answers.
"No I know that part, but which part of the CORE, this place is confusing," I reply.
"You speak as if you've been here before?" He asks it's weird how smoothly the skeletons can replicate raising an eyebrow.
I shrug. "Well, this place used to be a game I played. Finished it a while back, got a happy ending and closed the game up. Then I started to play Minecraft and grind my days away."
He looks confused, "Tell me about this game?"
"Eh, alright. So a long time ago there were two races. Monsters and Humans. Monsters got blamed for something, or something happened, I'm not sure exactly what, but the war started. Monsters were sealed underground due to humanity's victory.
After that intro, we get to play as Frisk, the Seventh fallen human. According to what I know we would guide Frisk's actions throughout the game, whether Frisk went genocidal and killed every single monster down here, or Pacifistic, and leading the Monsters to the surface.
I never actually got to play through the Genocide run, didn't really see a point to doing it when I already knew the secrets in it, so I didn't get to really try it out. But you are there though."
"I'm in the game?" Gaster says confused.
"Kinda, you are in a room at the... River? I can't remember the names... Odd. But there was a secret room where we could find you. You sorta lurked there. And you said something to Frisk, but I can't remember what."
I continue to drone on, "Anyways we go through the game as Frisk making friends with the monsters, making friends with all the monsters we encounter. Eventually, we make it to the very end and face King Asgore. King Asgore tries to kill us, we refuse, then, after a while of us simply not attacking him since he broke the mercy button, he sorta gives up. Then Toriel arrives, then everyone else arrives. A bunch of stuff goes down and we start fighting one more Monster and after making peace with him he breaks the barrier for us and everyone goes to the surface happy and free... I don't really know what happens after that. We kinda only get two options at that point, a True Reset, or just Exit the game. Most at this point just Exit the game, since if you've already seen the Genocide secrets there really is no point in murdering all the characters you've started to like. Some people are completionists though and aim for all the achievements in the game, or they want to fight Sans, who is apparently one of the most difficult bosses to fight. Karmic retribution is a cheat like ability."
"So you've killed everyone before?"
"Nope, I would if Sans fight emulators didn't exist, but since they do? There really is no point." I reply.
"Why does difficulty matter?" Gaster asks me.
"The more difficult something is in a game, the more humans want to achieve it, call it spite, or call it determination. But we really like to say that we beat something. It's why Dark Souls was so popular, despite being absolutely terrible, you just can't help torturing yourself in the attempt to win one of the most difficult games." I answer as we walk. Eventually, we make it to a familiar camera room. I wonder why things are blurring in my mind again.
"Looks like the True Pacifist ending has been achieved," I say looking at the mostly empty underground.
Gaster looks at the monitors. "What makes you say that?"
"Papyrus and Sans house is empty. Which wouldn't happen in a Geno run, which means it is a paci run, unless it's one of those neutral runs where Paps becomes the King of the Underground cause everyone else is dead, which shouldn't be likely. I know for a fact that they didn't kill the Seventh Human, because RESET happens every time Frisk dies, which makes it impossible to actually collect that soul."
"Interesting. So does that mean we can access the surface?"
"Yeah. I've always wondered what happens after a pacifistic run, I guess I will get to see it for myself finally... Oh, you've got to be kidding me." I facepalm annoyed.
"What's wrong?" Gaster asks, concerned.
I stretch out my arms, "I'm homeless again! Universal Travel sucks without a source of income!"
He laughs and picks me up. "Don't worry too much little one. I'm sure we can find you something."
I blow my tongue at him, childish but I am technically a child now.
"I never told you my name Gaster, did I?" I ask.
He replies, "Well, no, but I've never told you mine either."
I hop down and do a little bow as I introduce myself. "Names True, the most terrifying human entity alive."
"Gaster. Former Top Scientist to the King." He does a little bow back, amused huh.
"Nice to meet you G." I hold my hand out and he shakes it.
He takes a deep breath. "So what now?"
I raise my eyebrow, "Isn't it obvious? We explore the underground, and then? We go to the surface to see what's going on."
"Explore the underground?"
"Yep, It's my first time seeing it without pixels! Of course, I want to see what's up!"
He smiles, gently, "Alright, I'll show you around True."
Yeah, this world might not be that bad... As long as I ignore that Reset button I see.
Huh.
"I see it."
He stops and looks around, "Where?"
"Up."
He looks up, directly at the Core.
"Thats... Familiar."
I glance at him, "Probably your entry point then. Anyways hop on."
I summon Crust out. He stretches his crystalline body large enough for both of us.
"What is that?"
"Hm? He's Crust. My MC."
"MC?"
"Mental Construct. You know you can ask me questions after we leave right?"
"I suppose."
He walks onto Crust and up we go!
"This is a bit too fast!"
In moments we are at the Core. I noticed some of my energy start to flow and heal Gaster as we went up.
After we pass through the gap everything starts glowing green.
My... soul?
I look at the massive heart in front of me. Gaster does as well, with undisguised interest.
"Wow..., Didn't know my soul was this... big."
"A kind soul? Interesting."
I pull the new link into my body. It's interesting. Feels like I had something that was missing before... And I have a new MC, wait. That is definitely not an MC. What is it?
I will investigate this when I don't have a company.
"We are... out." Gaster looks conflicted, relieved, yet conflicted.
"Yeah, but this definitely isn't my exit. But then again, I likely won't be able to go back the way I came."
He looks at me, "What do you mean?"
I give a small, slightly forced grin. "Well, I'm pretty sure this isn't my Universe. Else, this wouldn't be a thing." I bring out my SOUL.
He looks confused at that, "Why not?"
"Well, while souls exist. They have always been bound to the body, they aren't capable of being externalized. I wasn't able to bring out my SOUL before. It is a big difference."
He looked confused now, he didn't seem to be able to comprehend that.
"How did you figure out souls then?"
"We didn't."
"Oh."
You know, this entire time Gaster has been speaking in wingdings hasn't he? I've understood him clearly though.
Weird, I wonder if it's the same effect I was facing in the Anime World?
Something to think about I guess. Well, reading and hearing everything I see and hear in my own language is super helpful to me.
We land on the Core. Crust disappears as I store him within myself again.
"Where are we?" I ask Gaster.
"We should be at the CORE in the Underground." He answers.
"No I know that part, but which part of the CORE, this place is confusing," I reply.
"You speak as if you've been here before?" He asks it's weird how smoothly the skeletons can replicate raising an eyebrow.
I shrug. "Well, this place used to be a game I played. Finished it a while back, got a happy ending and closed the game up. Then I started to play Minecraft and grind my days away."
He looks confused, "Tell me about this game?"
"Eh, alright. So a long time ago there were two races. Monsters and Humans. Monsters got blamed for something, or something happened, I'm not sure exactly what, but the war started. Monsters were sealed underground due to humanity's victory.
After that intro, we get to play as Frisk, the Seventh fallen human. According to what I know we would guide Frisk's actions throughout the game, whether Frisk went genocidal and killed every single monster down here, or Pacifistic, and leading the Monsters to the surface.
I never actually got to play through the Genocide run, didn't really see a point to doing it when I already knew the secrets in it, so I didn't get to really try it out. But you are there though."
"I'm in the game?" Gaster says confused.
"Kinda, you are in a room at the... River? I can't remember the names... Odd. But there was a secret room where we could find you. You sorta lurked there. And you said something to Frisk, but I can't remember what."
I continue to drone on, "Anyways we go through the game as Frisk making friends with the monsters, making friends with all the monsters we encounter. Eventually, we make it to the very end and face King Asgore. King Asgore tries to kill us, we refuse, then, after a while of us simply not attacking him since he broke the mercy button, he sorta gives up. Then Toriel arrives, then everyone else arrives. A bunch of stuff goes down and we start fighting one more Monster and after making peace with him he breaks the barrier for us and everyone goes to the surface happy and free... I don't really know what happens after that. We kinda only get two options at that point, a True Reset, or just Exit the game. Most at this point just Exit the game, since if you've already seen the Genocide secrets there really is no point in murdering all the characters you've started to like. Some people are completionists though and aim for all the achievements in the game, or they want to fight Sans, who is apparently one of the most difficult bosses to fight. Karmic retribution is a cheat like ability."
"So you've killed everyone before?"
"Nope, I would if Sans fight emulators didn't exist, but since they do? There really is no point." I reply.
"Why does difficulty matter?" Gaster asks me.
"The more difficult something is in a game, the more humans want to achieve it, call it spite, or call it determination. But we really like to say that we beat something. It's why Dark Souls was so popular, despite being absolutely terrible, you just can't help torturing yourself in the attempt to win one of the most difficult games." I answer as we walk. Eventually, we make it to a familiar camera room. I wonder why things are blurring in my mind again.
"Looks like the True Pacifist ending has been achieved," I say looking at the mostly empty underground.
Gaster looks at the monitors. "What makes you say that?"
"Papyrus and Sans house is empty. Which wouldn't happen in a Geno run, which means it is a paci run, unless it's one of those neutral runs where Paps becomes the King of the Underground cause everyone else is dead, which shouldn't be likely. I know for a fact that they didn't kill the Seventh Human, because RESET happens every time Frisk dies, which makes it impossible to actually collect that soul."
"Interesting. So does that mean we can access the surface?"
"Yeah. I've always wondered what happens after a pacifistic run, I guess I will get to see it for myself finally... Oh, you've got to be kidding me." I facepalm annoyed.
"What's wrong?" Gaster asks, concerned.
I stretch out my arms, "I'm homeless again! Universal Travel sucks without a source of income!"
He laughs and picks me up. "Don't worry too much little one. I'm sure we can find you something."
I blow my tongue at him, childish but I am technically a child now.
"I never told you my name Gaster, did I?" I ask.
He replies, "Well, no, but I've never told you mine either."
I hop down and do a little bow as I introduce myself. "Names True, the most terrifying human entity alive."
"Gaster. Former Top Scientist to the King." He does a little bow back, amused huh.
"Nice to meet you G." I hold my hand out and he shakes it.
He takes a deep breath. "So what now?"
I raise my eyebrow, "Isn't it obvious? We explore the underground, and then? We go to the surface to see what's going on."
"Explore the underground?"
"Yep, It's my first time seeing it without pixels! Of course, I want to see what's up!"
He smiles, gently, "Alright, I'll show you around True."
Yeah, this world might not be that bad... As long as I ignore that Reset button I see.
Undertale - 3
TrueGuardian32
Unfinished Writer
- Location
- Arkansas
The Underground... it is much bigger than I expected, Gaster shows me areas that I've never seen in-game, there are pretty sights, strange sights, and interesting stories about places I've never been to in-game.
But eventually, we made it to where I actually wanted to go. My 'goal' of sorts.
The RUINS.
"Well, you probably know the RUINS," Gaster says, glancing at me.
I reply, "Yes, but I want to try something. Can you get me inside?"
He nods. "I can."
He places his hand against the door... and pushes it open.
I walk in, strange nostalgia passes through me as I think about the long hallway. I pass the spot that Flowey shows up in and head deeper in.
I have an idea, and I want to see if it can work. My soul... it's large. Much large than needed in this world. Maybe I can use it to bring back another? Two others? Yep, I'm going to try to Rez Chara and Asriel.
Maybe a lot for some characters I barely know personally, but I feel like trying, so I'm going too. We explore throughout the Ruin, most the decorations are gone, taken by Toriel most likely. We slowly make our way through... there is Nabstablook.
"Zzzz"
"You know. Saying Zs allowed does not make us think your sleeping." I tell the ghost.
"I'm sorry... normally people don't come here," Nabstablook replies.
I give a small shrug, "It's alright. Do you mind if we go through you? Or past you preferably. Trying to go deeper in."
Nabstablook surprisingly actually moves over.
"Thanks!, Let's go G."
Found you. A bed of Flowers. I call out my soul.
"What are you doing True?"
"Not sure, but I want to try something."
The author above, let this work.
I push out with my Soul and Mental Energy, reaching into the ground and finding Chara's body. Then I use the Green Souls 'HEALING' ability. Slowly restoring the body that was lost in time. Then I open up the ground with my mental energy, pulling the body to the surface. A child, slightly bigger than me. Chara striped shirt is recognizable. I reach out with my soul, centering on the body, then I start to 'CRAFT' I search for strains of Charas shattered soul, a determined soul takes a lot to destroy after all.
Found what I was looking for... now to patch it together, I feel the sucking feeling as energy is drained from my soul into the container I was making... The green-tinted soul starts to turn Red as more and more of Chara's soul combine into it.
Then it is done.
I lay Chara down.
"Surprisingly enough, it worked. "
Gaster looks at me, wide-eyed. "What did you do?"
"I believe I revived Chara. The First Fallen Human."
"How?!"
"A bit of theory, plus a ton of faith in the man upstairs. Now I got one other that I know for certain that I can revive, Asriel I believe his name was. I just got to find Flowey." I answer.
"You can't just... revive people like that?!" Gaster says scratching his head.
I give a small grin, "True. But a bit of this and a bit of that can make for some amazing miracles. Now then, let's go back to the Camera room, see if we can find that talking Flower."
I levitate Chara behind me as we move.
"So a talking Flower?"
"Yeah, according to what I know he should be around New Home. Since he wasn't here and all." I reply.
Gaster asks, "Why do you need a talking Flower?"
"It's Asriel incarnated, but his soul is... how to say it? Crumpled? Shattered? Not there? Anyways with a bit of work, I should be able to create a new soul for him allowing the recreation of his body, in turn bringing back Asriel." I answer.
We walk, Gaster constantly glancing back at Chara the entire way.
"You are able to bring both of them back huh," Gaster says, sighing.
I shrug, "If we find Flowey? Possibly. But we need Flowey for that, and to find him? That's a difficult task."
"Hmm. I should be able to retrieve Flowey... Just give me a moment." In a moment he is gone. I thought Sans was the only one that could TP?
In mere moments Gaster returns... with a struggling Flower in hand.
"He is a bit more resistant than expected. Do what you need to do quickly." Gaster says, holding a cursing Flowey away from him. I lay Chara down, then I grab Flowey and bring him tome with my mental power. Then once more I call out my soul. Flowey stops struggling and looks at the massive soul in front of me. I start to create a shell of a soul, starting with the outer layer, then slowly pulling the pieces. A monster soul crafting is different than a human soul for sure. It takes some time for me to finish, but in a minute I'm looking at a goat boy with a flower crown.
"I'm... me." He says, looking at his hands. Tears are going down his eyes.
"That's two for two-" I start to throw up blood. After a moment I clear out my throat. "Well... I'm pretty sure that's unhealthy. World doesn't seem to like it when I revive people I guess."
Gaster looks worried, as he starts to check me over. "Relax G, I can heal myself well enough."
"Who... are you?"
"Ah, I'm True," I say as I try to squeeze the blood out of my shirt.
His eyes light up, he's familiar with the name.
"Well th-" I start to throw up blood again. Feeling faint I lie down. I feel like I'm being picked up as the world goes black.
---
I woke up in a hospital-like bed... There's G.
"How- *cough* long have I been out?" He glances at me.
"Not long now. Welcome back," he says looking at his papers. Interesting seeing him in a lab coat.
I pull myself up. "What happened?"
"It seems to be a compounded effect from Void exposure, Not sleeping, and using too much soul power." He replies.
Not enough sleep? Well... I did walk for a long time in the void. "So I'm fine now?"
"No, not really. What you did was very reckless, and you've lost a lot of blood. We are going to have to get you to get your blood count back up before you can actually move." He replies.
I missed the reunion of the Royal Family didn't I? I look out the window, still in the CORE huh... Well I guess I can sleep for now.
---
Asgore looked at the camera with True in it. "Who is he, Dr. Gaster?"
Gaster looks at Asgore, his eyelights piercing. "His name is True. As for his background? I don't really know the to that."
Then Gaster asks Asgore. "Your kids are back... but is the Queen going to let you see them?"
Asgore puts his head in his hands. "They will see me. I think. But Toriel did kick me out. I'm just happy they are back... Do you think he can bring back the other six?"
Gaster looks down, "Not likely. Just two nearly killed him. And one of those two was a monster."
"Where have you been Gaster?"
"Gone."
---
Sans didn't really know what to think. Seeing Chara? It frightened him.But what frightened him more was how nice Chara was. Unlike the murderer from his memories, this one was smart-mouthed but nice.
The return of Gaster? Asriel? He didn't know. But Toriel was happier than ever, and so was Papyrus.
But eventually, we made it to where I actually wanted to go. My 'goal' of sorts.
The RUINS.
"Well, you probably know the RUINS," Gaster says, glancing at me.
I reply, "Yes, but I want to try something. Can you get me inside?"
He nods. "I can."
He places his hand against the door... and pushes it open.
I walk in, strange nostalgia passes through me as I think about the long hallway. I pass the spot that Flowey shows up in and head deeper in.
I have an idea, and I want to see if it can work. My soul... it's large. Much large than needed in this world. Maybe I can use it to bring back another? Two others? Yep, I'm going to try to Rez Chara and Asriel.
Maybe a lot for some characters I barely know personally, but I feel like trying, so I'm going too. We explore throughout the Ruin, most the decorations are gone, taken by Toriel most likely. We slowly make our way through... there is Nabstablook.
"Zzzz"
"You know. Saying Zs allowed does not make us think your sleeping." I tell the ghost.
"I'm sorry... normally people don't come here," Nabstablook replies.
I give a small shrug, "It's alright. Do you mind if we go through you? Or past you preferably. Trying to go deeper in."
Nabstablook surprisingly actually moves over.
"Thanks!, Let's go G."
Found you. A bed of Flowers. I call out my soul.
"What are you doing True?"
"Not sure, but I want to try something."
The author above, let this work.
I push out with my Soul and Mental Energy, reaching into the ground and finding Chara's body. Then I use the Green Souls 'HEALING' ability. Slowly restoring the body that was lost in time. Then I open up the ground with my mental energy, pulling the body to the surface. A child, slightly bigger than me. Chara striped shirt is recognizable. I reach out with my soul, centering on the body, then I start to 'CRAFT' I search for strains of Charas shattered soul, a determined soul takes a lot to destroy after all.
Found what I was looking for... now to patch it together, I feel the sucking feeling as energy is drained from my soul into the container I was making... The green-tinted soul starts to turn Red as more and more of Chara's soul combine into it.
Then it is done.
I lay Chara down.
"Surprisingly enough, it worked. "
Gaster looks at me, wide-eyed. "What did you do?"
"I believe I revived Chara. The First Fallen Human."
"How?!"
"A bit of theory, plus a ton of faith in the man upstairs. Now I got one other that I know for certain that I can revive, Asriel I believe his name was. I just got to find Flowey." I answer.
"You can't just... revive people like that?!" Gaster says scratching his head.
I give a small grin, "True. But a bit of this and a bit of that can make for some amazing miracles. Now then, let's go back to the Camera room, see if we can find that talking Flower."
I levitate Chara behind me as we move.
"So a talking Flower?"
"Yeah, according to what I know he should be around New Home. Since he wasn't here and all." I reply.
Gaster asks, "Why do you need a talking Flower?"
"It's Asriel incarnated, but his soul is... how to say it? Crumpled? Shattered? Not there? Anyways with a bit of work, I should be able to create a new soul for him allowing the recreation of his body, in turn bringing back Asriel." I answer.
We walk, Gaster constantly glancing back at Chara the entire way.
"You are able to bring both of them back huh," Gaster says, sighing.
I shrug, "If we find Flowey? Possibly. But we need Flowey for that, and to find him? That's a difficult task."
"Hmm. I should be able to retrieve Flowey... Just give me a moment." In a moment he is gone. I thought Sans was the only one that could TP?
In mere moments Gaster returns... with a struggling Flower in hand.
"He is a bit more resistant than expected. Do what you need to do quickly." Gaster says, holding a cursing Flowey away from him. I lay Chara down, then I grab Flowey and bring him tome with my mental power. Then once more I call out my soul. Flowey stops struggling and looks at the massive soul in front of me. I start to create a shell of a soul, starting with the outer layer, then slowly pulling the pieces. A monster soul crafting is different than a human soul for sure. It takes some time for me to finish, but in a minute I'm looking at a goat boy with a flower crown.
"I'm... me." He says, looking at his hands. Tears are going down his eyes.
"That's two for two-" I start to throw up blood. After a moment I clear out my throat. "Well... I'm pretty sure that's unhealthy. World doesn't seem to like it when I revive people I guess."
Gaster looks worried, as he starts to check me over. "Relax G, I can heal myself well enough."
"Who... are you?"
"Ah, I'm True," I say as I try to squeeze the blood out of my shirt.
His eyes light up, he's familiar with the name.
"Well th-" I start to throw up blood again. Feeling faint I lie down. I feel like I'm being picked up as the world goes black.
---
I woke up in a hospital-like bed... There's G.
"How- *cough* long have I been out?" He glances at me.
"Not long now. Welcome back," he says looking at his papers. Interesting seeing him in a lab coat.
I pull myself up. "What happened?"
"It seems to be a compounded effect from Void exposure, Not sleeping, and using too much soul power." He replies.
Not enough sleep? Well... I did walk for a long time in the void. "So I'm fine now?"
"No, not really. What you did was very reckless, and you've lost a lot of blood. We are going to have to get you to get your blood count back up before you can actually move." He replies.
I missed the reunion of the Royal Family didn't I? I look out the window, still in the CORE huh... Well I guess I can sleep for now.
---
Asgore looked at the camera with True in it. "Who is he, Dr. Gaster?"
Gaster looks at Asgore, his eyelights piercing. "His name is True. As for his background? I don't really know the to that."
Then Gaster asks Asgore. "Your kids are back... but is the Queen going to let you see them?"
Asgore puts his head in his hands. "They will see me. I think. But Toriel did kick me out. I'm just happy they are back... Do you think he can bring back the other six?"
Gaster looks down, "Not likely. Just two nearly killed him. And one of those two was a monster."
"Where have you been Gaster?"
"Gone."
---
Sans didn't really know what to think. Seeing Chara? It frightened him.But what frightened him more was how nice Chara was. Unlike the murderer from his memories, this one was smart-mouthed but nice.
The return of Gaster? Asriel? He didn't know. But Toriel was happier than ever, and so was Papyrus.
TrueGuardian32
Unfinished Writer
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I got really into this huh. Well, I'm not really sure when I'm going to stop, so I'll keep writing it. Don't expect much in terms of plot or something.
TrueGuardian32
Unfinished Writer
- Location
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Well... motems gone. No internet for around three months... see ya!
Masked [1]
TrueGuardian32
Unfinished Writer
- Location
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I wait.
I fight.
I wait.
I fight.
What are you?
You appeared here. In my head.
Why?
Another specter here to make me go insane? To push me over the edge?
No?
Then why?
Silent huh.
...
Alright.
You won't talk will you?
Tell me why your here?
You want to listen? To what?
Your pointing at me... you want to listen to my story?
Alright.
Well. I suppose I should start at the beginning. The point where this all started.
In this world there is a game. A game that eradicated most if not all of humanity.
A game of Gods.
I game I won.
Somehow.
The game began with natural disasters as the Gods began to play.
It started with tsunamis. And ended with a virus that had infected everyone in the world.
Millions had died in this game. Yet the Gods didn't care. They had plans to start anew.
So I built.
I built devices capable of bending the very fabric of reality.
So I used them, figured out how to kill the gods.
Then I tore the Gods down from their golden thrones and ripped them apart using the Blind Eternities as my weapon.
Then the Planeswalker appeared.
The thing abhorred how I used the Blind Eternities. At how I was able to do what they couldn't.
So it cast me into it.
So now I am here.
Stuck within the Blind Eternities.
I fight.
I wait.
I fight.
What are you?
You appeared here. In my head.
Why?
Another specter here to make me go insane? To push me over the edge?
No?
Then why?
Silent huh.
...
Alright.
You won't talk will you?
Tell me why your here?
You want to listen? To what?
Your pointing at me... you want to listen to my story?
Alright.
Well. I suppose I should start at the beginning. The point where this all started.
In this world there is a game. A game that eradicated most if not all of humanity.
A game of Gods.
I game I won.
Somehow.
The game began with natural disasters as the Gods began to play.
It started with tsunamis. And ended with a virus that had infected everyone in the world.
Millions had died in this game. Yet the Gods didn't care. They had plans to start anew.
So I built.
I built devices capable of bending the very fabric of reality.
So I used them, figured out how to kill the gods.
Then I tore the Gods down from their golden thrones and ripped them apart using the Blind Eternities as my weapon.
Then the Planeswalker appeared.
The thing abhorred how I used the Blind Eternities. At how I was able to do what they couldn't.
So it cast me into it.
So now I am here.
Stuck within the Blind Eternities.
Within the Body I Reside [Original, Reboot of a old idea.] 1
TrueGuardian32
Unfinished Writer
- Location
- Arkansas
Symbiotic. Parasitism. I was only one step from either. I resided somewhere in something's body. Probably human? Maybe? Definitely human-shaped judging by the travel paths shape. What was I? I don't actually know. I didn't have a physical way of actually perceiving the world. I didn't have some system telling me what was going on. Nor did I have access to magical powers. Best I could tell? I was some sort of hivemind virus. Just not the one I'm familiar with. Meaning I probably couldn't exist on my own strength.
Still, whoever I'm contracted to is pretty isolated. I am not amazing at biology, not to a high degree. Aside from taming the cells that keep attacking me, I also patrol the body and clean out other viruses trying to make their home here. I'm extremely predatory towards them. When I can find them that is, they are excellent material to increase my own numbers. Then again, I am the strongest virus in this body. So far at least.
So, what can I do from here? Daydream mostly. Aside from monitoring my mutations and making sure I don't start killing the body I reside in, I simply exist. Remembering games from my past life and inserting myself in them. Sometimes I just sort of space out and stop thinking though. Honestly, I feel like the isolation should have driven me crazy. But I am stuck in the same mindset since I arrived in this world.
Well then, how do I know I'm isolated? Well, I've managed to find what I think is the mouth, and infested the saliva. Allowing myself access to the outside world. However pieces of myself outside the body are still close by, and dying off without a host. There simply isn't anyone I can infect yet. Making it where I am just stuck in this body. For now.
—
My host has cancer. I think. I found what I can only think is a tumor near the brain region I believe. Wait, so this isn't cancer right? Anyways, the cells are tightly packed and provide no connections to the rest of the brain. They also have a lot of dead cells on them as well. I'm not sure if this is stupid or not, but I am thinking of trying to fix the issue. My investigations into this have led me to check out the muscles as well. Finding evidence of entropy.
I turned the mental image of the body I'm inhabiting onto its back and then looked. I'm inside a hospital patient's body. Definitely. They are currently laying on their back with decayed muscles and lack of movement. There isn't a ton of brain activity as well, I'm pretty good at detecting electrical energy. My host is effectively brain-dead. I'll have to fix that if possible.
—
I was able to kill off the growth of the cells relatively quickly, I was also processing the dead cells for material, while repairing the structure of the brain, adding networks to what was missing. I was basically flying around in the dark. But I didn't have much hope of fixing this situation unless I tried something. I was slowly pulling the brain back into shape, as I connected more brain cells.
—
An unknown amount of time later? It worked! I watched as flows of bioelectricity flew through the brain. I could sense the virus parts in the fingers change position slightly. The heart was starting to pump a little faster as well. Which is all well and good, unfortunately, it did mean I was attacked more often by cells. I won our fights of course. I was extremely predatory after all.
—
They started to move! According to my mental image, they were able to move and respond now. They were not able to exert much strength though. I was observing the muscles and bones at the time, I think I may be able to help with the muscle atrophy to a degree. I was immediately at work, replicating and sending more of myself to the muscles of the body, and some to the bones of the body. I needed to work on both. Even though I'm pretty sure I can't do anything for the bones yet.
Still, whoever I'm contracted to is pretty isolated. I am not amazing at biology, not to a high degree. Aside from taming the cells that keep attacking me, I also patrol the body and clean out other viruses trying to make their home here. I'm extremely predatory towards them. When I can find them that is, they are excellent material to increase my own numbers. Then again, I am the strongest virus in this body. So far at least.
So, what can I do from here? Daydream mostly. Aside from monitoring my mutations and making sure I don't start killing the body I reside in, I simply exist. Remembering games from my past life and inserting myself in them. Sometimes I just sort of space out and stop thinking though. Honestly, I feel like the isolation should have driven me crazy. But I am stuck in the same mindset since I arrived in this world.
Well then, how do I know I'm isolated? Well, I've managed to find what I think is the mouth, and infested the saliva. Allowing myself access to the outside world. However pieces of myself outside the body are still close by, and dying off without a host. There simply isn't anyone I can infect yet. Making it where I am just stuck in this body. For now.
—
My host has cancer. I think. I found what I can only think is a tumor near the brain region I believe. Wait, so this isn't cancer right? Anyways, the cells are tightly packed and provide no connections to the rest of the brain. They also have a lot of dead cells on them as well. I'm not sure if this is stupid or not, but I am thinking of trying to fix the issue. My investigations into this have led me to check out the muscles as well. Finding evidence of entropy.
I turned the mental image of the body I'm inhabiting onto its back and then looked. I'm inside a hospital patient's body. Definitely. They are currently laying on their back with decayed muscles and lack of movement. There isn't a ton of brain activity as well, I'm pretty good at detecting electrical energy. My host is effectively brain-dead. I'll have to fix that if possible.
—
I was able to kill off the growth of the cells relatively quickly, I was also processing the dead cells for material, while repairing the structure of the brain, adding networks to what was missing. I was basically flying around in the dark. But I didn't have much hope of fixing this situation unless I tried something. I was slowly pulling the brain back into shape, as I connected more brain cells.
—
An unknown amount of time later? It worked! I watched as flows of bioelectricity flew through the brain. I could sense the virus parts in the fingers change position slightly. The heart was starting to pump a little faster as well. Which is all well and good, unfortunately, it did mean I was attacked more often by cells. I won our fights of course. I was extremely predatory after all.
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They started to move! According to my mental image, they were able to move and respond now. They were not able to exert much strength though. I was observing the muscles and bones at the time, I think I may be able to help with the muscle atrophy to a degree. I was immediately at work, replicating and sending more of myself to the muscles of the body, and some to the bones of the body. I needed to work on both. Even though I'm pretty sure I can't do anything for the bones yet.
Within the Body I Reside [Original, Reboot of a old idea.] 2
TrueGuardian32
Unfinished Writer
- Location
- Arkansas
I may have gone overboard. My metrics are off, mainly due to a lack of perception. I haven't figured out how to process the electrical signals in the eyes in a way that would allow me to see. But I'm almost certain my host is superhuman now. I was able to improve the bones, not by making them denser, but by increasing the complexity of the cells to a slight degree. Basically, I added supports and constrictions that would allow the bones to support more weight and the muscles were also getting strengthened, I was breaking and forming them as long as an excess of proteins was available, and I was also compressing them the best I could.
This resulted in my host being able to do some interesting things. I had a mental image of their body as they moved around and did stuff. They were lifting things without straining a bit of their muscles. Although, I suppose this isn't a terrible thing. Every once in a while the host's body gets damaged. I'm not talking simple damage, I mean third-degree burns, blunt force trauma to the head, a hand through the stomach. The host was been suffering a ton of abuse from these events, and I've had to patch it up. The body's natural defense system against that sort of stuff is a bit slow. I've started working on the brain as well. Forming a film on it to protect it a bit more. It was hard enough to rebuild the skull.
On another note, I'm a bit more spread out now. Infecting multiple people. I've infected two others, and I've programmed my virus a bit more, splitting the virus into parts. Some of the viruses would work on the bones, some on the muscles, and some on the brain. When enough of me is there, a few others are made as well. Another ability I found out I could do. It's kind of like a strategy game where I can make a bunch of macros that do stuff for me. I've been consuming tons of other microbes to expand my infection. Unfortunately, I haven't had enough exposure to the outside world to build up a resistance to cold.
I was definitely in a cold region. My virus cells would move faster in heat, even if they would die just as quickly. No, when I was exposed to the outside world I got slower until the virus cells died. So I'm having to make a way to survive in cold environments. That has been rough, I'm still basically fumbling in the dark for this sort of stuff. But I was making insane progress with my limited knowledge.
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"You alright Jack?"
I shook my head yes. "I'm fine Ray. Was just a bit uncomfortable."
Ray nodded. My Sentinal had been there for me since I woke up. Sticking close as possible. Except, when I woke up? Things had changed a bit. For one, I had lost access to my abilities as a guide. According to a scan the part of my brain that turned me into a guide had been damaged and turned into a tumor, after a few days I passed out and I was in a coma for a long period of time. Suddenly, I woke up. I was weak back then but it was found that I had some sort of virus inside my body that was constantly working on improving it. It instantly died when exposed to air.
But after some time? The results were obvious. I was strong enough to take a D Level Sentinel in a straight fight. I couldn't handle a C-level sentinel though. They nearly killed me, and almost caused Ray to go on a rampage with his B-level strength. However, they found something insane on that day. The virus, or as they call it the Evolutionary Virus, is actively keeping me alive, repairing my body to a degree where it didn't need to heal in the healing pods, at a visible rate as well. Now I was stuck in this facility as they researched it.
Apparently, this research was super important. If they could figure out a way to replicate what the virus does, even the non-sentinel soldiers could start fighting against higher-level insects in the insect race. So they introduced the virus to others. A sentinel and a normal person. The sentinel? Well, that is Ray. The normal person is Sera. She doesn't talk to me much, she is more of a stoic soldier than anything else.
The results were fascinating to see. Ray stopped losing himself to Mania, and Sera was improving at a similar, but slower rate as myself. The virus seemed to prioritize the brain, getting rid of as many threats to it as possible. Apparently, it didn't register the part that provided Ray his sentinel abilities as a threat, just something that needed to be tempered. Causing Ray to rise from a B-class Sentinal to an A-class Sentinal. That caused a massive commotion.
I felt a flick on my head. I scowled as I rubbed it. "What was that for!"
Ray laughed. "We are on a date and you are stuck in your own head again." He smiled indulgently.
I shook myself out of my stupor and focused on the here and now, "Sorry Ray."
This resulted in my host being able to do some interesting things. I had a mental image of their body as they moved around and did stuff. They were lifting things without straining a bit of their muscles. Although, I suppose this isn't a terrible thing. Every once in a while the host's body gets damaged. I'm not talking simple damage, I mean third-degree burns, blunt force trauma to the head, a hand through the stomach. The host was been suffering a ton of abuse from these events, and I've had to patch it up. The body's natural defense system against that sort of stuff is a bit slow. I've started working on the brain as well. Forming a film on it to protect it a bit more. It was hard enough to rebuild the skull.
On another note, I'm a bit more spread out now. Infecting multiple people. I've infected two others, and I've programmed my virus a bit more, splitting the virus into parts. Some of the viruses would work on the bones, some on the muscles, and some on the brain. When enough of me is there, a few others are made as well. Another ability I found out I could do. It's kind of like a strategy game where I can make a bunch of macros that do stuff for me. I've been consuming tons of other microbes to expand my infection. Unfortunately, I haven't had enough exposure to the outside world to build up a resistance to cold.
I was definitely in a cold region. My virus cells would move faster in heat, even if they would die just as quickly. No, when I was exposed to the outside world I got slower until the virus cells died. So I'm having to make a way to survive in cold environments. That has been rough, I'm still basically fumbling in the dark for this sort of stuff. But I was making insane progress with my limited knowledge.
—
"You alright Jack?"
I shook my head yes. "I'm fine Ray. Was just a bit uncomfortable."
Ray nodded. My Sentinal had been there for me since I woke up. Sticking close as possible. Except, when I woke up? Things had changed a bit. For one, I had lost access to my abilities as a guide. According to a scan the part of my brain that turned me into a guide had been damaged and turned into a tumor, after a few days I passed out and I was in a coma for a long period of time. Suddenly, I woke up. I was weak back then but it was found that I had some sort of virus inside my body that was constantly working on improving it. It instantly died when exposed to air.
But after some time? The results were obvious. I was strong enough to take a D Level Sentinel in a straight fight. I couldn't handle a C-level sentinel though. They nearly killed me, and almost caused Ray to go on a rampage with his B-level strength. However, they found something insane on that day. The virus, or as they call it the Evolutionary Virus, is actively keeping me alive, repairing my body to a degree where it didn't need to heal in the healing pods, at a visible rate as well. Now I was stuck in this facility as they researched it.
Apparently, this research was super important. If they could figure out a way to replicate what the virus does, even the non-sentinel soldiers could start fighting against higher-level insects in the insect race. So they introduced the virus to others. A sentinel and a normal person. The sentinel? Well, that is Ray. The normal person is Sera. She doesn't talk to me much, she is more of a stoic soldier than anything else.
The results were fascinating to see. Ray stopped losing himself to Mania, and Sera was improving at a similar, but slower rate as myself. The virus seemed to prioritize the brain, getting rid of as many threats to it as possible. Apparently, it didn't register the part that provided Ray his sentinel abilities as a threat, just something that needed to be tempered. Causing Ray to rise from a B-class Sentinal to an A-class Sentinal. That caused a massive commotion.
I felt a flick on my head. I scowled as I rubbed it. "What was that for!"
Ray laughed. "We are on a date and you are stuck in your own head again." He smiled indulgently.
I shook myself out of my stupor and focused on the here and now, "Sorry Ray."
TrueGuardian32
Unfinished Writer
- Location
- Arkansas
Been wanting to experiment with a ABO or a SG universe for a while. Wasn't sure how to insert such stuff in my stories, so this latest one is an experiment to say the least. To see how well I can do something with an ABO or SG universe.