ltmauve
"Excuse me?"
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Exporting error, I guess. Fixing it.
Limit Theory [PA Multicross SI]
Beyogi
and a fairy
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The problem is that this sums up into 100 points of accidential genocide. What do you think is going to happen if you cut the sunlight from a planet? It's going to have freezing temperatures within a very short time. Certainly not enough time for the Ashen government that you've just killed the fuck out of to create enough heating modules (and power generators to fuel them) to heat their planetopolis.
If the Ashen homeworld is coruscant light you've just killed orders of magnitude more people than the Ashen ever did with their aggressive farm aquisition. (Though how that worked anyway with the limited throughput of a stargate I'm not sure)
IIRC in canon the Ashen didn't even use plagues on subverted populations, their anti-aging meds just had the side effect of reducing fertility.
ltmauve
"Excuse me?"
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Ah. Writer didn't do the research here. Well, I guess I'm going to change that. Gimme a bit, and I'll get something done.
Bzzt. Wrong.
They started the plague, then ended it with a vaccine that destroyed those people.
It's not a side effect. It's genocide.
Beyogi
and a fairy
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- She/Her
Ah... okay, in that case it was probably the Earth episode where SG1 sends a warning via solar flare where they were starting to reduce humanity via anti-aging meds.
The Ashen still don't really make sense, especially considering how they've been displayed in SG1. I mean if they were just space Nazis their behavior would make sense. The problem is they're apparently doing this for economic reasons. When stuff like hydroponic farming is a thing and the throughput of stargates is limited. I mean if they actually had any other FTL they wouldn't need stargate addresses that desperately. (Not that this is a problem with your story)
ltmauve
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Yeah, well I've also been trying to fix the holes in canon while I'm at it, but... no, they really don't make sense, considering they apparently have spaceships. Though that doesn't make sense to me, given...
The throughput through a Stargate would probably be... well, they'd want a 38-minute call, and they'd want to accelerate all their cargo before they dial the stargate so that they can maximize throughput, and then synchronizing their time down to the second would be needed. Honestly, ugh. It makes more sense if they don't have spacecraft, but... *screams* they have practical anti-gravity, that's all that's needed for insane amounts of growing area in space. So basically, they're dumb as rocks.
Okay, this is going to be a "well apparently something weird is up." moment that I'm not going to bother dealing with. Because augh! whenever I try to think about it.
Also updated part of the story to keep the Aschen thawed: Just before Chrono's section.
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Of course, that would be faster if I just left the planet alone to freeze, but that wasn't giving them a chance to change. So I was going to provide heating. In the form of a rain of 15-gigaton nuclear warheads going off in high orbit. They were wrapped up in a jacket of ice, so that way most of the radiation and blast energy would get converted to heat. The water would start raising the sea levels, but that would be slow enough that hopefully they could adapt. They weren't in for a fun time, but when you claim racial superiority gives you the right to commit effective genocide, you don't deserve that."
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Jackercracks
In a British accent
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- England
So the new less objectionable plan is to poison an entire species with radiation (mostly gamma but also particulate matter containing alpha and beta) while also slowly flooding their world. Are you sure you're not just fucking with me? Because this seems more cruel, not less.
ltmauve
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Well, the point of using the ice is to absorb all the radiation and release it as heat.
But I should reduce the yield, just so its Rachel using a cleaner reaction rather than her "light half the continent on fire, no survivors" standard battle line warhead. It's also scary as heck if they start looking up.
Jackercracks
In a British accent
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- England
I was more worried about the chunks of radioactive material mixed in with the water, created during the nuclear reaction as well as from un-fissioned uranium. In normal nukes it's not so bad, but I'm assuming that if you're detonating enough of the things for it to count as terraforming then there'll be rather a lot of radioactive material falling from the skies.
Maybe burn hydrogen and oxygen in massive storm clouds of fire? That way you could literally set the sky on fire, get the whole apocalyptic look going on.
ltmauve
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Hydrogen doesn't burn that brightly, so that wouldn't work. And I'm not sure how much I would need to burn continuously.
I feel like involving the Aschen was a mistake. This is going to be the "Threshold"* for this story, isn't it?
*For those of you who don't know, "Threshold" is an episode of Star Trek: Voyager about how going infinitely fast turns you into a newt. Or something. Oh, and you can be fixed if antimatter is injected into your body.
The summary can be thus:
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- Australia
Progenitor nukes could well be pure fusion warheads via quantum trickery. Or they might be flat-out 
"nukes" via Progenitor BS.
As far as thresholds go, it might just be easier/better to skip the whole "keep them blanketed in darkness forever" thing. You've already scared the living daylights (ha hah) out of them and guaranteed what's left of their government is going to fall on its sword and/or the swords of its citizens, mission accomplished.
"nukes" via Progenitor BS.As far as thresholds go, it might just be easier/better to skip the whole "keep them blanketed in darkness forever" thing. You've already scared the living daylights (ha hah) out of them and guaranteed what's left of their government is going to fall on its sword and/or the swords of its citizens, mission accomplished.
ltmauve
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They're nuclear weapons. But because fusion is a thing in scifi, we can assume that nuclear physics is different in Limit Theory versus this world. (I mean, quarks don't form stable crystals in our universe, but they do in Limit Theory.) So Rachel probably has a warhead setup that can be used around squishies without poisoning them. I mean, having a few of those to drop on an invading SSC is probably standard practice for inhabited Progenitor worlds.Progenitor nukes could well be pure fusion warheads via quantum trickery. Or they might be flat-out
Rachel might change her mind. But given that she went "I'm gonna troll them." and then decided to do something that'll probably result in 50%+ casualties says she's not a forgiving mood re: the Aschen.
Chapter 48
ltmauve
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Well, I've had the Stargate arc pretty much finished for a while, so now guess what? You guys get daily updates for the next couple of weeks. Because otherwise this will take forever.
My adorable little loose canon, what are you doing?
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Rachel
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5 September 2000
"Hey, welcome back." I greeted SG-7 as they walked through the Stargate, getting up off the MALP.
"Hello again." Bowman said, her bored expression and tense stance telling me she wanted to get this over as quickly as humanly possible.
"Here." Seras tossed over a clipboard with the trade agreement on it. I flipped through it. They hadn't changed anything, so I signed it. In Progenitor symbols, of course. Wouldn't want them to notice anything.
"Well, this was fast." I said, handing back the clipboard. "Anything else?"
"About Egeria." Teldy said. I raised an eyebrow. "Apparently she used to be Ra's queen, but she betrayed him and became the queen of the Tok'ra."
"What?" I pretended to be shocked. "I…. I need to do something about that." I said, returning to calmness.
"Right." Bowman said. "Now, the General ordered us to ask you for a tour of one of your gardens."
"Ah!" I brightened up. "There's one that I'm particularly proud of."
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The Sparrow drifted gently above the branches, pushing through another line of mist.
"And that one is from a planet in the galactic southwest, that has a three-month day. I'm surprised at how well it's been holding up with the 84-hour light cycle I've got in here." I rambled on as SG-7 watched out the front bubble of the gateship. Teldy and Seras were strapped into the "pilots' seats," even though I had locked the controls. Ackerman and Bowman were sitting in the seats behind them, and the Major had her eyes closed, looking a bit green.
"What was that?" Seras asked, pointing out the window. I checked the area.
"That-" I responded, bringing up a holographic display in front of everyone, "-is a Matlen shark, from a world called Hydropolios. It's a filter-feeder that travels in pods. The local fishermen consider them good luck."
"I could see it's some sort of shark." Seras responded. "What I want to know-" she turned around to look at me, "-is what the shark is doing flying around here." She finished angrily, almost whacking Teldy with her gestures.
"It's an experiment in zero gravity." I said, as the Sparrow maneuvered around a column of plants that were bending towards the circular light rings I had set up in the massive zero-g environment. "Apparently, without gravity to crush the gills, sharks can survive in the air just fine."
"WHY WOULD YOU ADD SHARKS TO YOUR GARDEN?" Seras screamed at me.
"I dunno, I think they're kinda cute." I shrugged. Seras stared at me a moment before she turned back around and shrugged hard, throwing up her hands and rolling her eyes.
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Chrono
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5 September 2000
A single hyperspace signature. Interesting. Chrono thought as she looked over her sensors. She swung ARKYDs and S-type Auduxes towards the direction she had noticed the window coming from. She wasn't sure where the new ship was, and she wasn't sure it was a Replicator-controlled vessel.
And there it was. 2.2 kilometers instead of the 1.8 of a Bilskirnir. It was also alone and not launching bugs all over the place. Chrono opened a channel to it on tightbeam.
"Salutations! I am Chrono Ezros of the Exiles. Am I correct in assuming that your ship is an O'Neill class, and you are an Asgard and not a bug?"
There was a moment of stunned silence. Then another. Then about a minute of the channel opening for a second and then closing, as if someone was trying to say something but thinking something better of it.
"You are correct. I am Freyar, of the Asgard." Came the eventual response. "And what Exiles are you from?"
"The ones currently causing a kurfluffle in Avalon." Chrono shrugged. "So what lead you to this barely-developed system of mine?"
"You are constructing multiple planets, a solar sphere, and orbital structures. And you consider this 'barely developed?'" The Asgard asked incredulously.
"Yeah?" Chrono looked confused. "250 Planets, all with Snowstorms, and no spare matter is the definition of a citadel system. And right now I barely have two dozen Planets and I've barely gotten through half the asteroid belt and I've barely dented the two gas giants, so it's really a stretch to call this system developed."
There was an awkward silence.
"Oh!" Chrono realized. "You still haven't answered my question! Why are you here?"
There was more awkward silence.
"Uh, dude, you still haven't answered my question." Chrono prodded.
"Right." The grey alien sighed. "We noticed an incredibly large hyperspace wake heading towards this system, followed by multiple Replicator-controlled systems sending several ships here."
"Hmmm." Chrono pondered. "So you don't have some sort of FTL gravity sensor?"
"We do not possess that technology." Freyar said. "So what are your plans?"
"Well, I was planning on finishing up my new assimilation macros for dealing with the Replicators, and then setting my fleets loose on this galaxy."
"You are just as bad as the Replicators." Stated Freyar.
"Hey!" Chrono said. "I'm way better than the Replicators. I have ex-nihilo mass generators so I don't need to rely solely on the available mass of a system, and I have a Resource Network so I don't have to ferry mass all over the place, and my macros are good enough to leave inhabited planets alone. I'm a much better eater of worlds than the Replicators!" Chrono huffled.
Freyar immediately took off into a suddenly-opened hyperspace window.
"Hmm?" Puzzled Chrono.
My adorable little loose canon, what are you doing?
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Chapter 48
---------------------------------Rachel
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5 September 2000
"Hey, welcome back." I greeted SG-7 as they walked through the Stargate, getting up off the MALP.
"Hello again." Bowman said, her bored expression and tense stance telling me she wanted to get this over as quickly as humanly possible.
"Here." Seras tossed over a clipboard with the trade agreement on it. I flipped through it. They hadn't changed anything, so I signed it. In Progenitor symbols, of course. Wouldn't want them to notice anything.
"Well, this was fast." I said, handing back the clipboard. "Anything else?"
"About Egeria." Teldy said. I raised an eyebrow. "Apparently she used to be Ra's queen, but she betrayed him and became the queen of the Tok'ra."
"What?" I pretended to be shocked. "I…. I need to do something about that." I said, returning to calmness.
"Right." Bowman said. "Now, the General ordered us to ask you for a tour of one of your gardens."
"Ah!" I brightened up. "There's one that I'm particularly proud of."
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The Sparrow drifted gently above the branches, pushing through another line of mist.
"And that one is from a planet in the galactic southwest, that has a three-month day. I'm surprised at how well it's been holding up with the 84-hour light cycle I've got in here." I rambled on as SG-7 watched out the front bubble of the gateship. Teldy and Seras were strapped into the "pilots' seats," even though I had locked the controls. Ackerman and Bowman were sitting in the seats behind them, and the Major had her eyes closed, looking a bit green.
"What was that?" Seras asked, pointing out the window. I checked the area.
"That-" I responded, bringing up a holographic display in front of everyone, "-is a Matlen shark, from a world called Hydropolios. It's a filter-feeder that travels in pods. The local fishermen consider them good luck."
"I could see it's some sort of shark." Seras responded. "What I want to know-" she turned around to look at me, "-is what the shark is doing flying around here." She finished angrily, almost whacking Teldy with her gestures.
"It's an experiment in zero gravity." I said, as the Sparrow maneuvered around a column of plants that were bending towards the circular light rings I had set up in the massive zero-g environment. "Apparently, without gravity to crush the gills, sharks can survive in the air just fine."
"WHY WOULD YOU ADD SHARKS TO YOUR GARDEN?" Seras screamed at me.
"I dunno, I think they're kinda cute." I shrugged. Seras stared at me a moment before she turned back around and shrugged hard, throwing up her hands and rolling her eyes.
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Chrono
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5 September 2000
A single hyperspace signature. Interesting. Chrono thought as she looked over her sensors. She swung ARKYDs and S-type Auduxes towards the direction she had noticed the window coming from. She wasn't sure where the new ship was, and she wasn't sure it was a Replicator-controlled vessel.
And there it was. 2.2 kilometers instead of the 1.8 of a Bilskirnir. It was also alone and not launching bugs all over the place. Chrono opened a channel to it on tightbeam.
"Salutations! I am Chrono Ezros of the Exiles. Am I correct in assuming that your ship is an O'Neill class, and you are an Asgard and not a bug?"
There was a moment of stunned silence. Then another. Then about a minute of the channel opening for a second and then closing, as if someone was trying to say something but thinking something better of it.
"You are correct. I am Freyar, of the Asgard." Came the eventual response. "And what Exiles are you from?"
"The ones currently causing a kurfluffle in Avalon." Chrono shrugged. "So what lead you to this barely-developed system of mine?"
"You are constructing multiple planets, a solar sphere, and orbital structures. And you consider this 'barely developed?'" The Asgard asked incredulously.
"Yeah?" Chrono looked confused. "250 Planets, all with Snowstorms, and no spare matter is the definition of a citadel system. And right now I barely have two dozen Planets and I've barely gotten through half the asteroid belt and I've barely dented the two gas giants, so it's really a stretch to call this system developed."
There was an awkward silence.
"Oh!" Chrono realized. "You still haven't answered my question! Why are you here?"
There was more awkward silence.
"Uh, dude, you still haven't answered my question." Chrono prodded.
"Right." The grey alien sighed. "We noticed an incredibly large hyperspace wake heading towards this system, followed by multiple Replicator-controlled systems sending several ships here."
"Hmmm." Chrono pondered. "So you don't have some sort of FTL gravity sensor?"
"We do not possess that technology." Freyar said. "So what are your plans?"
"Well, I was planning on finishing up my new assimilation macros for dealing with the Replicators, and then setting my fleets loose on this galaxy."
"You are just as bad as the Replicators." Stated Freyar.
"Hey!" Chrono said. "I'm way better than the Replicators. I have ex-nihilo mass generators so I don't need to rely solely on the available mass of a system, and I have a Resource Network so I don't have to ferry mass all over the place, and my macros are good enough to leave inhabited planets alone. I'm a much better eater of worlds than the Replicators!" Chrono huffled.
Freyar immediately took off into a suddenly-opened hyperspace window.
"Hmm?" Puzzled Chrono.
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- USA
This is why people use baby monitors. To prevent your children from talking to, and thus terrifying, the neighbors.
Clearly you mean better than them.
Better at taking over galaxies, better at replicating themselves, and better at devouring worlds.
Also better neighbors, but that's hard to get people to believe due to also being better at terrifying people.
Beyogi
and a fairy
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- She/Her
Giving them the chance to change is destroying their infrastructure via flooding the entire planet with radioactive water... *sigh* I hope this'll have the consequence that the Nox tell you to fuck yourself, but I have my doubts.
Are you going to do similar massacres to Earth? I mean you can count the nations that don't have done similar genocides in the past with about one hand, so it would only be fair to spread the punishment, wouldn't it? The Ashen are actually pretty nice about it. I mean they actually provide sterilising cures for their plagues instead of letting them run the course and just resettling the ground afterwards.
It's more like this story has jumped the shark. You've found a seemingly deserving target and decided to do worse to them than they'd ever done themselves for trolling reasons.
It would actually be good if this had consequences as in absolute power corrupts absolutely.
Jackercracks
In a British accent
- Location
- England
As long as it's intentional. I just didn't want you to be doing accidental genocide. If this is partly a story about absolute power leading to a person doing whatever the hell they want, well I have no problems with that whatsoever.
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I assumed she was fucking with them, and it's actually heavily modified.
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- Pale Blue Dot
It should be noted that this is probably completely and utterly unnecessary. If you have a literal carpet of engines running in a shell around a planet, the engineering problem would probably be 'how to avoid overheating the planet'.
ltmauve
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Maybe if the gills were covered with some kind of mucus (to prevent infections, but also keeps the gills from sticking to each other?)
Also some fish can breath air (those that live in low-oxygen water.)
So *shrug*
Chrono: No, we're better than- mmph!
Rachel: *has her hand over Chrono's mouth.* Haha, ignore her, you know how kids are.
Oh good. I'll just remove the part about the nukes and then maybe people will stop bugging me about this. *sighs*
Doubt it. You're basically genociding a species. Or it was going to end up that way at first anyway. Retconning (if that is what you're doing?) is showing a lack of foresight that honestly would be better to explore IC. Even if it means you kill a whole bunch of people. Character development... even if it wasn't what you had planned/already written out. *Shrug*
Seylerius
Verified Sionnach Tobar
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- Washington
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Are there two people named Seras?
ltmauve
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Seras is the one sitting up front, Ackerman is the one sitting in the back.
Fixing now.
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- Arizona
Haha, oh boy.
Hey, I've got a question about Stargate canon. Does anyone know if the Replicators ever made their own ships prior to having the Human Form Replicators? Or is Itmauve right, and they used Asgard hulls as the base of their ships?
If the HF-Replicators allowed the Replicators access to the ability to make their own ships, that makes the HF-Replis a serious game changer, beyond just the increase in intelligence and ambition.
Hey, I've got a question about Stargate canon. Does anyone know if the Replicators ever made their own ships prior to having the Human Form Replicators? Or is Itmauve right, and they used Asgard hulls as the base of their ships?
If the HF-Replicators allowed the Replicators access to the ability to make their own ships, that makes the HF-Replis a serious game changer, beyond just the increase in intelligence and ambition.
ltmauve
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Thor says that it's unprecedented. They do launch chunks of replicators at their target to try and board other ships.
Quotes, from "New order, part 1"
CARTER
Have you ever seen anything like it?
THOR
No, and it is doubtful my ship's weapons will be effective against it.
(re: The replicators forming into a ship. So no reactionless drive even though they're capable of it, and no hyperdrive even though they can also do that apparently, capable of matching Asgard specs.)
THOR
The damage is minimal. The projectile was likely composed of replicators. They are not visible to my ship's scanners. This is how they have boarded Asgard ships in the past.
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