First and foremost, because I feel the need to bring this up whenever someone talks about Gold Morning or it's morality or what have you--Taylor did pretty goddamn phenomenally during Gold Morning. Whatever else you think about the situation, this remains true. Humanity was already crumbing with Scion devastating the stragglers and alternate Earths the longer the fighting went on and the Parahuman population had already been reduced to a hundreth of what it was before, and was getting lower all the time. On the flight back from the Cauldron Base, Taylor watches Scion devastate one of their armies, and like Taylor mentions at one point, the heroes aren't really gaining anything from these exchanges. Nobody had a plan that had so much as a chance of working, because anything that seems to work, Scion adapts to and then kills, or else if it's something like Sting it just doesn't seem to work in the first place, prompting defenses and counterattacks*. The only thing that changes with each skirmish with Scion is that in the end, they're less than they were before, losing major heroes and players all the time, losing ground, losing tinker resources that can't be easily remade, etc., and the longer you wait, the less you have to work with, because you're on the clock here. A drive by from Scion to Teacher or the Birdcage or the CUI could have easily wiped out hundreds or thousands of potential fighters
When Taylor gained the ability to do something, acting fast was the correct choice. In the big picture, where all life on every Earth was on the line and at least millions were dying whenever Scion so much as drove by a planet, Scion needed to be put down then and there. It's the kind of situation that far exceeds the Godzilla Threshold, where it's not that you need to put him down quickly, you need to put him down
now. The longer you wait, the more chances you give Scion to wipe out something critical.
And from the smaller picture, she
also did phenomenally, is the thing. Less than a hundred people died under her command, despite the fact that she was actively losing her mind the whole time, and even accounting for the worst part of the fight, between when Doormaker went down and Taylor regained strategic control via Canary, two-thirds of the army walked away from a battle with
Scion intact. Shit went
remarkably well,
miraculously well, especially given what Taylor had to juggle and figure out all the while, when even that army proved completely incapable of directly hurting Scion. She had to go through a whole mystery thriller while playing 4D Knife Monopoly across the Multiverse with a fucking God and she Sherlock Tzu'd that shit. God-killing game
immaculate.
And from that perspective, anyone who complains about how things went, in story, is kind of a whiny fucking bitch. Things went spectacularly well. There were multiple, individual fights against Scion that went worse than this without accomplishing anything. The claptrap in Ward where the heroes take credit for what Taylor did and frame it as some victory of the human spirit and cooperation is kind of gross for how bullshit it is.
But being upset about how Taylor stopped Scion is like being upset when someone blows up a three hundred kilometer asteroid that's hurtling towards Earth because when they blew it up, one of the pieces of rubble hit your car.
My guy. Priorities.
Having said that, on the other side, there's a second truth that needs to be remembered, which is that from a personal perspective, Taylor was maybe kind of a little rough about things.
Like, let's get some stuff out of the way. When you say 'she didn't permanently consume the other humans'--let's put an asterisk on that, because it's more like she didn't consume
most of them. Because there were for sure a couple groups of the Yangban that got sent to oppose their new Mad Goddess, to which Taylor naturally went 'Resisting arrest? That's a paddling.'
And by paddling, I mean that everyone who resisted got eaten alive in seconds by a biblical plague worth of bugs.
Now, to be fair, it wasn't a lot of people. Most of the group saw the first few guys die in a nightmarishly horrible way and decided to reconsider their course of action, during which time they got captured instead. But when you say she didn't permanently consume them--well, she permanently consumed some of them. And it's like, the CUI was deliberately fucking with refuges and making things worse for everyone else, so fuck them, and while the Yangban were victims of the CUI as much as anyone else, they were still the tool being used to do so, so like, okay. Fair enough.
And when you say 'she treated them with care'--that's sort of true? She treated them
carefully, is perhaps a better way of saying it, doing her best to keep as many people alive as she could through some wild and wacky circumstances, and she did
well. But like, you know. Treating them with care did not preclude sacrificing them or putting them in danger, it's just that she did those things with forethought and strategy, and responded quickly to changing circumstances. There were definitely times when, say, GU had a weird shield up and Taylor wanted GU, but when she had a gravity manipulator test it, they promptly imploded, so Taylor thought she needed someone who broke the rules, but wasn't willing to risk any of her own tools, so she used Scion instead; again, she was careful. And when she wanted to trap Scion in a reality while she dropped every bomb in two hundred Earths on him, but she needed someone who could both stall for time and someone who could push the button to trap him, she was careful and deliberate in deciding who was going to be torn limb from limb by Scion and who was going to be at ground zero of the biggest nuclear bombardment in the history of probably all the Earth.
But like, let's not pretend. People were dying from having strokes from the sheer terror and stress of being under her control, of sometimes being sent to fist fight Scion. They were breaking and losing their minds under her control:
And Moord Nag promptly had a stroke. I watched as Scavenger dissipated into smoke.
Wha- what? Why?
I reached out to Moord Nag, and I could feel the damage being done. I moved her back just as I'd moved her forward, shifting more capes onto the battlefield to deliver some ranged fire.
Why? I was stunned, and putting my thoughts together in regards to this was like trying to swim in molasses.
Had to act, instead of thinking. Investigate.
I used my ability to read the physical states of the creatures I controlled, reading my swarm much as I'd check a spider's level of hunger, its health, fertility or the amount of venom available.
Almost across my entire swarm, people were threatening to lose their minds. Literally.
It was stress, a factor I hadn't taken into account. I controlled their bodies, but I didn't control their minds. They were bystanders, watching this all unfold, and even though I regulated their heartbeats, kept their breathing level, the mental stress accumulated.
There were exceptions in every category, but I could assess my gathered army with broad strokes of the brush. The thinkers were coping best, the tinkers nearly as well. The masters struggled the most, followed by the shakers and breakers. The rest fell in some middle ground. Moord Nag… my control over her had apparently tapped into some kind of trauma or phobia she had, so she'd been the first to reach some kind of fever pitch in terms of the buildup of stress-induced chemicals and reactions.
I was killing my own minions.
I moved quickly, scrambling to get measures in place before I lost any more.
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And she deployed countermeasures to keep them from going completely insane, namely with more mind control, so that was nice, I guess. And she saved countless lives in the end, to be sure. And she let them go, that much is true--Doormaker failing released most of them, but Taylor also released the people still under Khepri's control in the end.
But let's not pretend, either**.
*It's perhaps a sign of how screwed everyone was that one of the few people with
any kind of plan for fighting Scion was Chevalier, who was going to merge his sword with some of the torn off limbs of Endbringers they'd collected, which is all well and good, but, uh, there's this interesting piece of trivia about the Endbringers and Scion and how they stack up, which is that they fucking don't. And one of the limbs was
Behemoth's.
As Legend departed, Chevalier's eyes didn't leave the objects.
One of the Simurgh's severed wings. The largest wing, since regrown.
Behemoth's severed leg.
They warped space for optimal density, were unbreakable with conventional means. Scion had taken seconds to obliterate Behemoth.
Hopefully he could assign the same properties to his sword and armor.
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This does not sound like a plan, my boy, but legitimately, I think it made top three plans during Gold Morning. From least to greatest, Chevalier's super gear (gave Scion pause for a few seconds), Cauldron's army (took Scion a few seconds to minutes to exterminate off screen), and Khepri (who fucking won). The discrepancy in performance was
marked.