Okay, so we put that under possible bloodbaths then. Probably one of the potentially messier match-ups for this game theory- I mean death battle- I mean- ah fuck it. You know what I mean.
I just read the 'what if' since I hadn't caught up on those and I've not had the pleasure of reading Zombie Knight. Still it would be... interesting.
If Aberration won, you would be playing a serial killer. Bar Lee himself, Aberration!Jaune would easily be one of the more prolific serial killers in Vale, and part of why he got away with it so easily is because most of the possible powers he could have gotten were very good at evidence removal.
Lee wouldn't be a monster in that crossover, he'd be competition.
Anyway, voting is now closed, and @Sivantic's plan is the winner.
Adhoc vote count started by Ashmaker on Sep 2, 2018 at 5:23 PM, finished with 2738 posts and 16 votes.
[X] Plan Sivantic
-[X] Put forth what Jaune thinks she is doing in the air, no hiding: She wants to leave because of Boriah Lee, right?
-[X] Remind Ada that Beacon has Glynda in it, Glynda is terrifying.
-[X] Show her the Process. If possible, offer her a companion Process regardless of where she goes. Tell her about Cell, and his plans for it.
-[X] Tell her we want to stay a team, because we are friends, and we like being friends. And that means watching out for each other.
[X] Plan: Keep Calm and Carry on
-[X] Hold out your hand and offer it for her to take. Something as simple as reaching out to another person is a good start.
-[X] For now, play along by trying to 'convince' her to go to Beacon. Use the presence of veteran Huntsmen like Ozpin and Glynda as examples for why she should go to Beacon instead of Haven.
-[X] Introduce her to Blue, Bracket, and Cell. Tell her a little about the Process.
-[X] Ask if she'd like to meet your family. Tell her a little about what they do, such as Juniper working for the DPD.
[X] Plan: Appeal to logic because we suck at emotions
- [x] Double check nonthreatening body language: be close without crowding her, be available for hand holding or hugs without looking like she has to do anything: arms near sides at slight angle, palms out, fingers loose but not splayed, right hand slightly ahead of left.
- [x] Remind Ada that Beacon has Glynda in it, Glynda is terrifying.
- [x] Show her the Process. If possible, offer her a companion Process regardless of where she goes. They're independent, right?
- [x] FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT IS HOLY DONT MAKE ANY GRANDOISE "I WILL PROTECT YOU" PROMISES THEY'LL FREAK HER OUT.
- [x] Remind her that she has friends heading to Beacon. Joke about Creme and Lumen going all axe murderer on people like they did in the maze: "These guys are so terrifying anyone would think twice about getting near them."
I'm going to assume 'Mob' Jaune. Lee is someone he'd have minimal compunction killing, and is liable to bring him up to 100% with ease.
Jaune dealing with being a killer afterwards/people seeing how easily he can kill someone really nasty would be the Conflict there I imagine. Although Boriah does have those basilisk hacks that could be really what the hell to deal with even then.
Tossup between 100% Jaune and Jaune Ten Meti for the end of the power scale considering a student is meant to surpass the master and Meti is, how you say, ridiculous.
Tossup between 100% Jaune and Jaune Ten Meti for the end of the power scale considering a student is meant to surpass the master and Meti is, how you say, ridiculous.
Prok has previously stated that the crossover choices on the front page were arranged in escalating orders of strength. Or in other words, the lower down you go, the more powerful the choice is. Ten Meti is just below 100% in that regard, but the clinching factor there is probably how Jaune 100% has a nearly limitless amount of aura, while Jaune Ten Meti has none.
If Aberration won, you would be playing a serial killer. Bar Lee himself, Aberration!Jaune would easily be one of the more prolific serial killers in Vale, and part of why he got away with it so easily is because most of the possible powers he could have gotten were very good at evidence removal.
Lee wouldn't be a monster in that crossover, he'd be competition.
Tossup between 100% Jaune and Jaune Ten Meti for the end of the power scale considering a student is meant to surpass the master and Meti is, how you say, ridiculous.
Prok has previously stated that the crossover choices on the front page were arranged in escalating orders of strength. Or in other words, the lower down you go, the more powerful the choice is. Ten Meti is just below 100% in that regard, but the clinching factor there is probably how Jaune 100% has a nearly limitless amount of aura, while Jaune Ten Meti has none.
I imagine that part of it is how Ten Meti-trained!Jaune still hasn't grown into his full potential, while Mob!Jaune has access to his potential, just behind a ton of neuroses and trauma.
...
I imagine that part of it is how Ten Meti-trained!Jaune still hasn't grown into his full potential, while Mob!Jaune has access to his potential, just behind a ton of neuroses and trauma.
Ten Meti means "student of Meti" so you just pulled a "PIN Number". Which isn't bad but it is kinda funny.
But yeah, that's what I mean. End of the curve, I think Ten Meti could scale above 100%, because Meti is one of the strongest people in KSBD, and that's not a low power setting. If nothing else, if he follows his quest to its logical conclusion, he'll be able to "kill God, should I meet him on the road."
Which is really barely a step down from Maya "Murder the Gods and Topple Their Thrones" Mantra, who is Meti's failed apprentice and still never actually gets touched in a fight, conquered 20,000 worlds, and still technically holds the epithet "The Destroyer".
Prok has previously stated that the crossover choices on the front page were arranged in escalating orders of strength. Or in other words, the lower down you go, the more powerful the choice is. Ten Meti is just below 100% in that regard, but the clinching factor there is probably how Jaune 100% has a nearly limitless amount of aura, while Jaune Ten Meti has none.
I am about 50% sure that Preacher is Genesis and that in Vertigo comics that means that the guy literally has potential/destiny to become more powerful than God himself. No idea how that works since G is already omnipotent but whatever. I mean, sure, he only has talky talky powers in the beginning, but well.
I am about 50% sure that Preacher is Genesis and that in Vertigo comics that means that the guy literally has potential/destiny to become more powerful than God himself. No idea how that works since G is already omnipotent but whatever. I mean, sure, he only has talky talky powers in the beginning, but well.
Maybe not Genesis, but rather Custer.
Actually, more likely Genesis gets planted in Jaune's head and he becomes the next Custer, which means The Voice of Command, a.k.a. talky-talky go-fuck-yourself-quite-literally powers.
As far as powers with greatest beginning potential for abuse and cutting right through the bullshit that the universe throws at him, this is probably up there. The Voice of Command does have severe limitations though. The language barrier is very much a thing since it isn't spoken in tongues, meaning that either Jaune would need to cycle through multiple languages when it fails on foreign hunters or... well, yeah, that's about it. It's useless on Grimm and animals unless they speaky the human and while some Grimm have been hinted to be intelligent, that's not the same as sentient or lingual. Epic monster fights will have to be left to the monster trio- I mean RWBY.
Also, earplugs are a thing and will more than likely be employed once the advantage of surprise is lost. Guess that just means that no witnesses can be left.
It would be hilarious however for Jaune to be absolutely useless as a hunter, with everyone looking down on him, only for everyone to come up against Torchwick, Cinder, Adam, Raven and eventually Salem, only to tell them to reach into their ribcages and give their hearts a 180 degree rotation. And in Boriah's case, to turn himself into a diluted slurry and stay that way until his last breath.
The looks on people's faces would be priceless.
What is and where can I read KSBD? Because everytime it gets brought up here (like that one "what-if" omake) it sounds awesome and hilariously overpowered.
What is and where can I read KSBD? Because everytime it gets brought up here (like that one "what-if" omake) it sounds awesome and hilariously overpowered.
Kill Six Billion Demons.
It's a webcomic with a heavy focus on philosophy. I only read very little of it myself, but Meti is a side character (something like that, at least).
Read on a high resolution screen too, if you can help it. The artwork is so damn detailed, it deserves to be viewed in its full glory.
May we reach heaven through violence.
I could see him being a rival to Jaune Ten Meti, maybe a fellow student or a student under a different master with a rival philosophy. Maybe one that emphasizes the importance of the blade rather than scorning it. Whatever the case, it would be fitting the Adam, seeing as he's a quintessential iaido edgelord who may or may not have twin personalities according to the many Jeckal and Hyde hints surrounding him.
Putting aside the fact that I absolutely loath him as a character, I could see it happening. If he managed to work up KSBD levels of power though it would mean lots of very bad things for basically everyone, further necessitating Jaune to shank a bitch.
I've been kinda curious about this, so humour me- how... ignorance-friendly, would you say this story is? Like, if you were somebody who'd never actually watched RWBY or played Transistor, could you follow along fairly well?
Mob Jaune, sufficiently prodded, would curbstomp everything between him and Salem, then Salem. The difficulty there would have come from actually trying to get him over his own neuroses surrounding his powers and the apathy that comes from being literally untouchable to the point where he just beats people down with his bare hands for the illusion of a challenge- to give him a genuine, personal motivation to use that power in the service of the greater good.
I mean... 73 decillion Aura points, man. Ozpin would die of old age trying to break that. Then Oscar.
Basically, Arc Psycho would have been this vote, over and over and over again, directed at yourself to try and figure out how to be a normal, mentally healthy person who doesn't drive himself into a psychic berserker state every few weeks.
Who then rips a Grimm dragon in half with his mind.
I could see him being a rival to Jaune Ten Meti, maybe a fellow student or a student under a different master with a rival philosophy. Maybe one that emphasizes the importance of the blade rather than scorning it. Whatever the case, it would be fitting the Adam, seeing as he's a quintessential iaido edgelord who may or may not have twin personalities according to the many Jeckal and Hyde hints surrounding him.
Putting aside the fact that I absolutely loathe him as a character, I could see it happening. If he managed to work up KSBD levels of power though it would mean lots of very bad things for basically everyone, further necessitating Jaune to shank a bitch.
He was a failure as Meti's student the moment he chose Wilt and Blush over a simple straight sword, five and a half kret long.
To follow neither fool on their paths to learn of Cutting, nor enough of a fool himself to carve his own path. To desire Royalty so desperately that he cannot even hold a single part of the Septagrammaton. To not allow himself the patience to learn the Art Of Lying To The Face Of God. In the end, he's left somewhere... inbetween it all. Not quite untouched by the ripples of Throne, powerful enough in his own rights to earn his right to live in a world claimed by a Demiurge, but neither beholden to the new order, nor powerful enough to truly affect anything beyond Remnant.
Imagine. So much anger, so much fire, so much blood on your hands... just to find out that you've been fighting over one miniscule spoke of a burning wheel, which has been claimed by something so far above you that the only reason you're not dead is that they find you mildly amusing.
I almost feel bad for him. Almost.
Anyway, update, and I'll deal with editing this tomorrow after college.
It takes less time to decide, now. Maybe it's the fact she's right there, afraid, and confused, and like a little girl who needs somebody's help- No. No, that's not fair.
{... She does need your help, though.}
She does. But you're not going to patronise her by walking on eggshells around her about it.
The tiny hitch in Ada's breath when you mention his name is like the sound of a bull slamming into a china shop at full speed to you. She clutches the bench, her knuckles turning white and pink as her Aura flickers, the wood creaking under her grip.
Gingerly, almost deciding against it before figuring you can't make things worse, you place your hand on top of hers, feeling a little more confident in your actions when she doesn't flinch away from the contact. With more deliberate intent, you grasp her hand, lacing your fingers between hers, feeling the warmth in her palm as she squeezes it for some small comfort.
Ada looks over and only nods, not trusting herself with words.
You push down the anger before it becomes white noise in your ears, a haze over your eyes.
All it takes is a single sniffle to make that anger seem so, so far away.
Tears run down one side of her face, the others presumably soaking her bandage. You squeeze her hand ever so slightly, not trusting the instincts screaming at you to hug her close and never let go.
"I j- I just- I know, it's not fair, on you, or, or Cr-hic-Creme, or Lumen, or my boss or Mrs Pearl or-"
Whatever she was about to say is cut off by her making the decision for you, as she clings to you and pulls her head into your chest. You can't help but freeze at the sudden contact, but eventually, once you feel the warmth of her tears through your hoodie, you wrap an arm around her shoulder, holding her tight and trying to comfort her the best you can.
"It's ok. You're gonna be ok."
|||
Eventually, she tuckers herself out crying, and you're left holding an emotionally drained girl close because you're honestly so hilariously out of your comfort zone right now that doing literally anything feels like it's going to break the fragile peace you've cobbled together out of physical contact and whispered reassurances.
"... 'm sorry," Ada mumbles after a while.
Haha oh god why-
"You've got nothing to be sorry about. Just..."
You have no idea how to approach this, now. Obviously, the bull in a china shop method got you somewhere, but you're not fond of wielding the same hammer twice if you can help it at all.
"You want to try and convince me not to leave. Is that it?"
This girl is scarily observant, you're beginning to realise.
"... Of course I do."
"... Why?"
You blink, trying to figure out what exactly she's asking of you. Why don't you want her to leave? Why are you trying to convince her not to leave?
… Bit of column A, bit of column B.
"It's just, I feel, that, you may not be… thinking about this situation as, logically, as you could be. Er, sorry, no, that's, I didn't-" You sigh quietly, giving up on trying to recover from that. "I just… think you may have overlooked a few things about Vale that, might make the prospect of staying… more appealing."
Ada doesn't look at you, nor does she say anything. She doesn't pull away from you either.
The lack of a reaction is just making this so much worse, honestly.
"Like… the city alone is almost 2 million square kilometres. The chances of him finding you, or anybody related to you, is… close to nil."
Nothing.
"... O-or, the fact that, er, Beacon has Glynda Goodwitch. And Ozpin. They're… terrifying."
Nothing.
"A-and, I'm-I'm working on something, that's gonna, gonna help a lot of people, and once it gets going Lee's not going to be a problem-"
Your throat tightens as you realise you're running out of things to say fast, and the words die in your throat.
"... I'm sorry. You don't- you don't want to hear any of that stuff right now, I'm an idiot-"
"No, it's not that, I'm just…" She looks down at her feet for a moment. "... I feel weird."
You leap on the opportunity to keep her talking.
"Weird? Weird how?"
She looks around, looking for anything to focus on that isn't your face as it crinkles with confusion and concern in equal measure.
"... I just... sometimes, I feel like... everything I do is being felt by somebody else, and I'm just kind of, getting all those emotions second-hand. And it just... gets ten times worse whenever I use my Semblance. It's like... I'm watching myself, from outside my body, like I'm not even real, but even when I'm not using it, it feels like everything's just, on the other side of a glass wall, trying to get in, and I'm just sat there, watching everything pass by me and feeling numb to it-" her voice begins to crack, and she stops to take a breath. A deep, shaky breath, but a breath nonetheless.
"... I'm just sick of not knowing who the girl in the mirror is."
Even if you had anything you could say to that, Ada continues before you get the chance.
"... When I found out that, that Lee might be coming to Vale... I felt everything there firsthand, no, no glass wall, no being outside of my body, and all I felt was like the past seven years were just crumbling around me-"
Whatever she says next is cut off, first by a little snuffling hiccup, then a squeak of surprise as you draw her into a crushing hug. Whether it's because she needed it, or because you couldn't bear to listen to her say one more word before you punched a hole in a tree, you've no idea.
"I'm going to kill him. I'm going to kill Lee, and I'm going to put his head on a fucking stick because there are no words to describe how furious he makes me." You whisper in her ear, all the rage that's been slowly building up over the past week boiling in your voice. You feel tears begin to burn in the corner of your eyes, and some unendingly logical part of your mind wonders if you might be due some crying yourself.
You feel her tense in your grip, and it brings you out of your haze for just a moment long enough to become absolutely mortified at what you've done. The feeling only intensifies as you feel her begin to tremble against your chest. Letting go with some urgency, you launch into a hasty apology before you hear her stifling herself.
Just as horror begins to completely seize you, Ada bursts out laughing, a genuinely joyous thing sprinkled with snorts and attempts to calm down that only drag her back into her giggling fit.
... Er.
"I- pffthahaha- holy fuck, dude, you can't just do something like that out of nowhere!"
You... genuinely have no idea how to respond to this. Honestly, it's kinda taken the wind out of your sails.
"I-I mean, honest-ly, I was starting to th-think you, you couldn't swear, like..." her laughter turns a little wheezy as she blinks back tears again, her smile being tugged down into a grimace she tries to fight against. "... I can't stop you, can I? Y-you're really... you're really going to try and kill him?"
"... Yeah. Not personally, but... yeah," you tell her, as plainly and honestly as you possibly can. "I'm gonna make sure he dies in a goddamn fire."
Ada makes a sound somewhere between a sigh of relief, and a shudder of terror.
"... Why?"
"Well, I'd say the homicidal rage is a good start-"
"No, I mean... why do you care so much? About, me? Why do you care if I leave Vale or not?"
You blink.
… Why… you care so much about her.
Um.
This feels like one of those questions where the answer is so basic, that it somehow loops back around into… being really, really hard to answer properly.
"Well… because you're my friend, and I'd really not mind ending up on a team with you, Lumen, and Creme when we all go to Beacon?"
Now it's her turn to blink at you.
"I mean- look, I'm not going to act like I don't want you to stay for selfish reasons. I want you to stay because you're one of my very, very few friends, and I don't want you to try and change schools this close to admission time, because it's really difficult to, and it's just…"
You take a breath, just to try and clear your head.
"… I just want you to know, that… you said it wasn't fair. To me, or Creme, or Lumen, or Mrs Pearl, or your boss, but… it isn't fair on you, either, because… he doesn't deserve that kind of power over you. Not now. Not ever."
Ada snuffles some more as she wipes her eye with a sleeve.
"You're gonna make me cry again, you shithead." She tells you, something in her voice taking the sting out of it.
It's at that point that you realise she still hasn't pulled away from you after your impromptu bear hug, and after a bit of shifting, your arm finds its way around her shoulder, something more comfortable than her pinning it to your side, and something she seems to appreciate anyway.
When you realise you're pretty much exactly back where you started, it almost makes you laugh.
{I mean, square one wasn't exactly a bad place to be, though.}
True.
"...What did you want to tell me?"
Huh?
"You said you were working on something that would help people. What was it?"
Oh!
Do we get to show her now?
Yeah you do lil guy
The Cell hops up on Ada's lap with a beep of exertion and a little synthesised ta-da, drawing a noise of surprise from her.
She stares at it with her single muddy brown eye.
It stares back with its single glassy red one.
Almost on cue, her heart melts.
"Um… I-I mean, it's cute," she starts, a little smile creeping up her face as the Cell cheeps away at her, butting its head under her free hand to beg for scritches. "But… what is it?"
"Process!"
Wait what
You stare at the Cell as Ada jumps in her seat, the tiny robot shifting so it isn't thrown off by the sudden movement.
"What the- did it just fucking talk?!" She squawks, looking between you and the Cell.
"That's… new."
{... No it isn't. The Cell's been vocalising this entire time.}
… Well yeah, but… that's not…
Shit, you're an idiot. Of course it's capable of speech.
"Process speech capabilities new- analysed ~3.7 terabytes of audio data scraped from CCT Network to create comprehensive phonetic alphabet that covers all known methods of communication, alongside upgrades to default speaker for higher sound quality."
"... Uh."
Ada, rather understandably, has no fucking clue what the hell is going on.
She just kind of stares at you for a moment, mouth hanging open in confusion, and you realise you might be leaving out some key context.
"Uh… have I, ever actually explained what my Semblance is? I know I've told you about its downsides, but have I ever talked about what it does?"
"Not… that I know of? You mentioned it helped you make your sword, but that's about it."
Ah. That explains it.
You start to tell her about the power your soul decided was yours. How, since you were ten years old, you've had a grasp of pure mathematics and its translation into computer code several centuries beyond even the most advanced institution on Remnant. You tell her how through the code your Semblance gave you, you created the Transistor, and the many Functions you've come to accept as granted, made possible simply because your sword is made of pure math, just the result of looping equations creating power from nothing to power the computation of those equations.
You tell her exactly how many people are in this park. You separate them out by men, women, nationality, human, Faunus, how many are playing with pets, how many are having picnics, how many are sitting, reading, talking, pointing out a couple who've barely even glanced at each other, but they've already fallen in love at first sight...
By the time you finish, Ada's confusion is at least somewhat replaced with mild awe.
"I… God, I figured it was something like that, but… fuck, man, how… how do you deal with knowing all of that?"
"I just filter most of it out. Ignorance is bliss."
She gives a snorting laugh, quickly putting a hand over her mouth to stop another giggling fit short.
"Ok, fine, fine, so you're a genius, fucking, centuries beyond your time, I get that, but… what does that have to do with this thing?" She asks, gesturing to the Cell, which as far as you can tell, she didn't stop scratching through that entire explanation.
Not that it minds.
"The Process is a swarm of claytronic particles, controlled by a higher-dimensional AI, capable of taking on any configuration it needs and using the materials around it to replicate, though it is capable of energy-to-matter reactions if needed. Given free reign, it would gain complete control of Vale in…" You do some quick mental arithmetic to figure out the exact time frame it would take for the Process to give Vale the once-over. "... Two weeks?"
Her jaw involuntarily drops a little at that.
"... Wh… what do you mean 'control?'"
"Exactly what I say. Complete, molecular control of all matter between the seas and the mountains. Maybe further."
You rock your head back, staring at a man playing fetch with his dog in the distance as that sinks in.
The Process, having achieved your first major goal, would… have complete sight and control of the entirety of Vale. Omniscience. Omnipotence. A sentient city, whose sole purpose is to support humanity.
And you're in charge of it.
That's… jeez.
"... Why are you telling me all this?" Ada asks you, snapping you out of your thoughts.
If ever there has been a question you felt no guilt over laughing a little at, it's definitely that one.
"Because I, in a fit of anger, created something that's going to grow into the closest thing to a god Remnant's seen in recorded history, and I'm also the one responsible for raising it into something that's going to benefit humanity at large. Not gonna lie, that's a lot of pressure for one person to handle."
"... Oh. Yeah, when you put it like that…" She trails off. "But, you said two weeks, right? You're not, actually gonna let it do that, are you?"
You don't miss the tinge of concern in her voice, nor do you hold it against her. You basically just admitted that you could become a physical god in 14 days, you'd be concerned too.
"And get executed by the council for instigating an invasion of a foreign power? No thank you. No, I'll… I dunno, figure out how to sell it as a personal assistant or something, then go from there."
... Say... that's... not a bad idea...
{You've thought of something.}
You've thought of how to kill two- no, three birds with one stone.
"... Want one?"
Ada blinks, not entirely sure what she's being asked.
"Uh, what?"
"Exactly what I said. Do you want one? I mean, now that I think about it, the Cell is actually a really good personal assistant- it's small, self-portable, cute, and has about the same mental flexibility as a human."
You might need to find and insulate its learning processes so people can't... taint it, the same way they tainted the chatbots and the other personal assistant-type gadgets.
Like Project Indigo.
... Poor, poor Project Indigo.
Actually, maybe you should hold off on that until it's older. But, for now... Ada's probably not enough to fuck it up.
{She's going to teach it how to curse.}
Of course she is, who wouldn't? At least you can control the information coming from one person.
She looks down at the Cell, and you watch genuine conflict work its way across her face as she weighs the question in her head.
"... I couldn't. It's yours, and, I don't, I couldn't ask you to make one just for me-"
You snap your fingers, and a small twinge in the back of your head precedes the creation of another Cell, voiping into existence above your palm and forcing your friend's refusal to die in her throat.
"I didn't say I was giving you that Cell. I've had him for a week, he's like family now."
The Cell in your palm hups down onto your lap, then over to Ada's, pushing the Cell she still hasn't stopped stroking out of the way, taking its place. When your Cell- this is getting ridiculous- when 01 starts to whine, you gently pick him up, and start petting the needy little sod yourself.
"Wh... I..." A moment of clarity seems to flash before her eye which leads her to frown and pinch the bridge of her nose. "... Of course you can do that, you're bullshit."
She's right, you know.
"Well, now that you know I can literally snap them into existence, how do you feel about taking one off my hands?"
Her laugh is as good as yes to you.
|||
You say your goodbyes after a while, Ada thanking you for being so willing to help her through so much stuff, you telling her it's not a problem, and making your separate ways.
Blue silently Reboot()'s her groceries, freezing her frozens for the first time again, and you reflect on how that went.
Thankfully, you have the composure to not break until she's definitely out of sight and out of earshot. You let out a breath, and with it all the tension you didn't realise you were holding, leaning against a tree as you do so.
{Well, I think it went well, all things considered. You did good, Jaune.}
Salient point discussed- how exactly are we going to spread the Process if we're not going to let it spread autonomously or go the personal assistant route?
Agh...
You know what, no, that's future Jaune's problem. That asshole can deal with it. Right now, you just want to go get a milkshake or something and relax.
About ten minutes later, when you're doing exactly that, you get a text.
-hey uh
I just wanted to say thank you one more time, because I really feel a lot better, and I'm happy I bumped into you today
and I just wanted to say that-
-maybe Mistral isn't a great idea-
-Really?-
-fuck off-
-Sorry.-
-no sorry that comes off a lot harsher over text
anyway yes, fine, MAYBE I was overreacting a tiny bit
it's not even about the process tbh it's more-
-idk how to say it-
-You didn't realise you had such a great friend and how much he cared about you, and such a show of empathy comforted you so much that you decided to stay after all?-
-... see you JOKE but honestly kinda yeah-
-I just feel a lot better now, and you did point out a lot of stuff about Vale that, when I think about it, does actually make me feel a little safer-
-I mean if Lee can get into Beacon, I'm fucked no matter where I go, you know, so why put myself through the 73rd circle of hell that is application forms you know-
-Pfft
I'm glad you're feeling better. And, that you're choosing to stay.-
-you're actually really good at helping people you know that
like don't take this the wrong way but I honestly didn't think you were the kind of person who could sit down and just help somebody like that-
-again don't take this the wrong way I'm really glad you can, it's just super surprising to me-
-I have seven sisters. It's amazing how quickly you learn empathy when every other week a bad breakup or mental breakdown over exam stress is what's happening.-
-... fair enough I guess-
-anyway uh one more thing-
-you got me thinking about uh
the whole THING with Lee, and-
-I don't want to make friends with anybody and leave them completely unaware, in case he IS actually after me, so-
-I want to at least tell Lumen and Creme-
-My boss probably isn't close enough to me to really be a target, and I'm moving out of my apartment for obvious reasons, so my next door neighbour isn't going to be somebody to be concerned about, I don't think, so...-
-You think, as people who are going to be close to you, hopefully, that they're going to end up being targets for him.-
-yeah.-
-When are you gonna tell them?-
-...-
-fuck I can't just drop something like that on them that's like a
Dust-factory going up in flames kind of bomb-
You won't lie, you laugh a little at that.
-I'll be there as moral support. For what it's worth, I don't think they're gonna call you a liar, they kind of made the connection between you disappearing and the announcement on Saturday.-
-shit really-
-Kinda. Not anything definite, just a theory on whether or not it was connected.-
-oh aight-
-uh
tonight then?-
-As good a time as any.-
-fair
thanks, man, for like, the twentieth time today-
-No problem.-
You close the mental messaging app and mull on that while you finish your drink.
{... Wow. I gotta say, I'm impressed. With you and her.}
Hm?
{Her, for getting to the point of opening up to other people so damn fast, and you for getting her there.}
Honestly, you're not sure how much of this is on you. If her first idea was to just move to Mistral, as much as she complains about being penniless and treating Mistrali as a single language rather than seven dialects in a kimono, you... You get the feeling she doesn't do things by halves.
Still, you have to wonder, as you sip on the remnants of your milkshake, if maybe you should- ow, ow, brainfreeze, brainfreeze- SOCIAL LINK UP: I DON'T DO SOCIAL LINKS/I DON'T DO SOCIAL LINKS
Er, anyway, where was I? Ah, right!
You have to wonder, as you rub your tongue against the roof of your mouth for some mild relief, if you should join her, and tell them about... well, you. And the Transistor. And the Process.
Or at least you and the Process.
... Or at least the Process.
No moratorium, I learned my lesson from last time.
[]Well?
-[] Tell Lumen and Creme about yourself and the Process.
--[] Tell Lumen and Creme about the Process, but leave as little about yourself in as possible.
-[] Don't tell Lumen and Creme about yourself or the Process, just verify Ada's story.
-[] (write-in)
I had never heard of transistor before this story, and I found it fairly easy to follow. Did I understand why you putting () after some move names? No. I didn't need to though. I understood your description of the power and understood it came from the transistor. I also understood this power was somehow programmable. That's all I really needed to enjoy everything you wrote.
I've been kinda curious about this, so humour me- how... ignorance-friendly, would you say this story is? Like, if you were somebody who'd never actually watched RWBY or played Transistor, could you follow along fairly well?
I watched the trailer of Transistor but didn't know anything beyond that...but i didn't need to, since anything important gets explained in the story.
The only thing i had a problem with was the battle commands. Took a while and a visit to the wiki to figure out how those worked.
Other than that i would say the story is REALLY ignorance friendly.
Lets say we give Lumen and Creme a Cell each, thereby giveing the four of use instant secure communcations. Now lets say Ozpin doesn't know the details but realizes the effect: These four can talk securely over any distance. What does he do from there?
on one hand this creates a chance to produce what will reliably be a good team, not great but a solid one.
on the other he could split the group up over 2 to 4 teams and create a platoon of hunters who can coordinate no mater what happens.
Salient point discussed- how exactly are we going to spread the Process if we're not going to let it spread autonomously or go the personal assistant route?
what is the goal of spreading the Process? Or rather, is it all one Process with lots of bodies, or would each instance be a seperate mind? Does adding bodies give it more processing power? Do they each learn autonomously?
And perhaps most importantly, can Processes be disguised as something else or change their avatar's physical properties? Because depending on the answers to the previous questions, I'm wondering if the best move might be to have Process just start instantiating bodies that imitate all the properties of a random objects. Dress Processes, steel girder Processes, rock Processes, grass Processes ... etc. And of course especially bunker/fortress/wall reinforcement Processes.
Alternatively digging down and forming a underground "bedrock" layer of Processes. Or just underground colony.
Actually, come to think of it, making them into clothes for children would help expose them to the natural way people learn how to be people.
Do Process units trigger Grimm aggression? If not they could just get dumped out into the ocean.
I can say with 100% certainty that RWBY knowledge is a periferal need at the most due to the lack of canon characters as of yet. Maybe the knowledge of Semblance and Aura is important, but not overly so.
Transistor though, i would have said is a more heavily required knowledge (which i have none of) except that the last 3-4 chapters kinda gave me the answers i was looking for at the start. And the witholding of such info (imo) gave me a better enjoyment of the story, although I lacked the background knowledge to appreciate the scope, potential, ingenuity, or otherwise how good a decision Jaune is making.
I knew nothing about Transistor except that it involved a sword and apparently has a great soundtrack (That I've never listened to). Even so, I was able to enjoy and follow this story.
[X]Well?
-[X] Tell Lumen and Creme about yourself and the Process.
This might be the one and only chance whwre we can tell someone our Semblance and have them brush it off for later, because otherwise they will feel like insensitive dicks if they ignored Ada.
I knew nothing about Transistor except that it involved a sword and apparently has a great soundtrack (That I've never listened to). Even so, I was able to enjoy and follow this story.
