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Magical Girl Escalation Taylor (Worm/Nanoha)

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Just got caught up. I'm fairly satisfied with the vote I missed (by only a day, lol), but I really wish I could've chimed in on scanning Vista. More scans == better. Seriously. Free info is rarely bad, and Vista could gain something like Petty Cure.

Edit: Also, I see some serious synergy between basic spatial warps and flight. Speed away down a warp corridor for faster escape?
 
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Maskless 6.15
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    • [] Abandonment Issues
    -[] Cutest little cyborg


    Maskless 6.15

    Sunday, May 8
    The phone rings three, four times before its owner picks up. "Hello?"

    "Hey, Vista, it's Calamity."

    "About time!" You grimace at that, quite glad the younger heroine cannot see your expression. "Why are you calling on a private number?"

    You flick a glance at Perfect Storm's head. Private number? Is that how your Device managed to keep a phone number without you strictly speaking paying for a phone plan? "Keeps people from being able to call me unless I give them my number. Anyway, that's not what I called about. I was wondering if you wanted to meet up with me somewhere. We have a few things to talk about, and this feels like it should be a face-to-face kind of conversation."

    "Sure! I mean, yeah, alright. Where do you want to meet up?"

    You look around you with a faint smile. "I'm only a few blocks away from the Protectorate office, on the Commerce Square. It's nice and private."

    "Commerce… Calamity Witch, are you standing on top of a skyscraper?!"

    "I'm not not standing on a skyscraper."

    "Fliers, I swear," the girl mutters. "How about a compromise? You come down to the building across the street, and I'll meet you there, okay?"

    You give her a theatrical sigh. "If you want to take all the fun out of it, fine. I'll see you in a bit." Breaking the connection, you give your hat a firm tug and tip over backwards. The wind whips around, and you enjoy the feeling of free fall for just a little bit. Vista might have a point about fliers, you decide; jumping off the top of a building is not something you ever would have considered doing before finding Perfect Storm. Now that you can fly with all the freedom of a bird or even more, there is something relaxing about falling nine hundred feet without anything attaching you to the world around you.

    All too soon you reach the ground. A quick flip sends you straight back up before you cruise over to a nearby building. Vista did not say exactly where she wanted you to go, but perhaps she was more worried about not going up as high as you were. You did not realize she was afraid of heights; you'll have to keep that in mind. Now it's just a matter of waiting for the other heroine.

    Space twists a few minutes later and spits out the green-garbed girl. She eyes you and then the building behind you for a moment, almost as if she knows what you did, but rather than hurl out any accusations she just props her right hand against her hip and waits.

    She might have to wait for a while. You can't help but stare at the left sleeve that has been cut short and folded over all that remains of her other arm. You knew the doctors working for the PRT had been forced to amputate after the fight with Cadejo, but the intellectual knowledge did not prepare you for the sight of the real thing. This was your fault. It was all on you.

    "—mity! Calamity!" You jerk at her yelling your name and stare at her. Her expression softens at the sight of your own. "I'd ask what's wrong, but I have a pretty good idea."

    "It… doesn't hurt still, does it?"

    She shakes her head and waves the stump around. "Nah, not really. It was never really the pain that was a problem, anyway, more the fact I'll reach out to catch something or pick something up only to remember I don't have that hand anymore. Phantom limb sucks."

    "I'm sorry."

    You voice was small and weak, but Vista hears it nonetheless. "What are you sorry about? We ran into trouble, and we weren't equipped to deal with it. That's not your fault or my fault or anybody's fault. It just is. The only person I'm pissed off with is Cadejo, and if we had something that could let us beat him, I'd shove it up his butt without a second thought. Besides," she adds with a nonchalant shrug that is obviously faked, "even if you were responsible, you made up for it in spades. I don't remember much after Cadejo… got me, but from what Cherry Bomb and Director Paulson told me afterwards, you flying me back to base is the only reason I didn't, you know, bleed to death out there. So thanks, Calamity Witch. Thank you."

    "Not Calamity Witch. Taylor." She blushes at the mention of your real name, and she actually gasps when you take your hat off followed by your mask. Vista starts to reach for her mask in return, but she hesitates, and then she stops completely once you put your hand over hers. "This isn't a tit-for-tat, Missy. But I cost you your public identity. It's only fair that I return the favor, at least to you."

    "It… it hasn't been too bad. I don't have to go to school anymore, so that's a plus. I just get tutoring and online classes. I wasn't going to hang up my cape when I turned eighteen, either. The Protectorate was always going to be a full-time thing for me. I can handle losing my secret identity for that. It isn't like I have anyone who knows me from my old life anyway," she trails off.

    The last part you have no idea how to answer, and refuse to touch it with a ten-foot pole. The rest, on the other hand, you have a response to, even if it means paraphrasing Samantha and your dad. "It isn't about full-time heroing being what you want or don't want. It's about having options. Now that you look so 'distinctive', for lack of a better word, that option has been taken away from you."

    This is the perfect segue for the surprise you and Tim have been planning, but you can't help but feel embarrassed about the offer. Instead you ask, "What about going to Panacea? I know she's in Boston, but wouldn't the Protectorate be able to ask her to make time to fix your arm."

    "Have you not paid attention to the news?" Vista asks with wide eyes. "Glory Girl and Panacea were both arrested over a month ago. Somebody recorded Glory Girl beating a mugger almost to death and then calling Panacea to undo all the damage. That would have been bad enough, but then she threatened the guy to try to keep it quiet. It was all over PHO; how did you possibly miss it?!"

    You shrug helplessly. "I've been busy."

    "Busy. Okay, alright. Anyway, the golden girl of New Wave caught on video stomping all over their moral high ground, and then admitting that this wasn't the first time they did something like that? That was the end for them. The entire group got rolled up in the Boston Protectorate, and Glory Girl and Panacea are on probation in exchange for not going to juvie."

    That's all well and good, but you don't see what that has to do with having the Northeast's best healer fix her.

    "Because Panacea isn't really a healer," she explains when you voice your confusion. "They tested her power and found out she's a full-on biokinetic. Normally that wouldn't be a problem, but between no one ever saying anything about these beatings and Glory Girl's inability to control her fear–awe aura? The higher-ups are worried that Panacea might be Mastering people involuntarily. From what Gallant told me, she's limited to life-and-death cases only." She shrugs at you. "They had already been arrested when I was hurt, and by the time they let her do any healing, I wasn't anything close to critical."

    That's one other option off the table. You take a deep breath and let it out. Okay, Taylor, time to woman up. "You wouldn't mind getting healing, though, would you?"

    "No, I'm perfectly happy as an amputee. It's everything I ever dreamed of," she cuts back sarcastically. "Of course I want my arm back!"

    "Well, we might be able to help you with that." Vista blinks rapidly in confusion, and you stand up and put your mask and hat back on. Holding out your hand, you ask, "Do you trust me?"

    She needs only a moment's hesitation before she slips her hand in yours.

    The triangular sigil spin into existence below you, and a curtain of orange sparks rises to wash the world away. Vista looks around the warehouse that is revealed with a curious gaze. "Where are we?"

    "Shipwright's workshop. He's the Privateers' fourth empowered member, specifically a Tinker." Which is stretching the truth just a little bit, but now probably isn't the best time to open the can of worms that is magic. You haven't even told your own father the whole truth, which… Okay, that's going on your to-do list.

    This week. You'll tell him sometime this week.

    "We haven't heard of him before. What's his specialty?"

    «Samantha, tell Tim to mask up. We have a guest.» Warning given, you pull Vista along behind you. "That's a good question. I don't really know how to put a nice, simple label on him. What's important for you is that he dabbles in bio-Tinkery."

    The door in front of you opens, and Samantha pokes her head out. "Oh, good. You brought her."

    Vista stares at the sight in front of her. In her defense, you are a little awe-struck, too. When Tim talked about preparing for her surgery, you imagined a tower or drone-looking thing. Instead there is a glass door, and behind it is a full surgical suite ripped right off the television. Taking another glance at Vista's expression, you decide selling her on the idea of letting a strange man cut on her won't be quite as hard as you expected.

    And there is the man of the hour himself. "You must be Vista," he says in greeting, giving her a wave as he approaches. "I'm Shipwright, the Tinker for this band of misfits."

    "Nice to meet you. Is that…?" She trails off and points at the covered cart standing next to him.

    Samantha whips off the sheet, and both of you look down at the prosthetic. The hand and forearm are complete, though they look like something out of a sci-fi movie. The upper arm, on the other hand, is only half-done. "It doesn't look its best," Tim admitted with a sheepish smile, "but I didn't want to make the skin-cover and finish the connections until I had measurements. If I'm going to make a prosthetic, I want it to be right the first time."

    "How long would it take to finish?"

    "Hm, a couple of days, probably." Vista's eager expression faded only for him to continue, "Thankfully, there's plenty of time for that. The power source runs off the sugar in your blood, so that would need to be implanted in your body. Probably underneath the deltoid muscle, just so there is a good blood supply. Then there is the connection plate at the end of your stump and the recovery from that procedure before it's safe to put that much weight on you. That should all take a couple of days, but so long as you swing by so I can check on it and give your natural healing process a boost, I think you'd be able to have everything hooked up soon afterwards."

    The eager gleam is back in her eye, you are glad to see. "So when can we get started?" she asks with all the eagerness of a little girl demanding a pony.

    His smile matches hers. "If you can arrange to take a 'personal day', as early as tomorrow. Come in in the morning, we'll do the surgery, let you recover from the anesthesia, then you're out by early afternoon. Check-ups the next three days, and the arm will be ready and waiting for you on Friday."

    "I'll be here, too," Samantha adds. "I'm not so good at putting people back together, but I can pass instruments and hold things while he works."

    "And you can try talking her into being your personal taxi too," adds Tim in a stage whisper. Ignoring the tongue said raccoon-woman sticks out at him, he pulls his goggles up from around his neck to fasten them around his eyes. "But first, let's get some photos. By the time I'm done, nobody's gonna be able to tell which arm's the real one."


    Blitz Action learned.

    +1 training to Blitz Action (1/2 Adept).
    +1 training to Shell Barrier (4/4 Master).

    +20 cartridges (total 33).

    I had to choose between proofreading this chapter and getting it out this weekend, so please tell me about any spelling or grammar errors.

    This isn't technically mid-week, but now is still the time to think about what projects Tim should work on for the next week starting on Wednesday. Since he's finishing Vista's arm, he only has time for TWO build slots. Discuss the matter amongst yourselves for the next 24 hours.
     
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    • Hmm...so we finally know what happened with New Wave, details-wise I mean. Yeah, I can see why they'd be arrested.

    Vista's accepted the offer of a new arm, so that's a good thing. What with her telling us about New Wave, we could probably bring that up after we're done with the arm installation if we're asked about motivations.

    As for Tim's actions, we've got two slots. @Silently Watches, can Tim make those advanced printers and microfoundries yet?

    If he can't, then I think he should build another power armor. If he can, I think he should do that, then build some advanced medical kits so as to both get a fourth build slot for Tim, and contribute to the Privateers.
     
    Most ironic thing about this is that it's still better then Canon for Panacea and she may actually get the help she needs.

    Also, we should scan Vista next time we get the chance.
     
    If Tim had more build points, I would have suggested learning Integration, as it would fit theme wise with installing Vista's arms.

    Instead I think Tim should learn Carbon Fiber Plating and make some Armor with it. An Endbringer should be coming soon and more protection is always a good thing when dealing with those.
     
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    Wolkenritter were a basis for Extinction Knight template?
    Infamous Defense Program, that turned Tome of the Night Sky into Book of Darkness was actually Galean malware?
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    Hmmm, at the time it was still the Tome, no eldritch abominations involved. The question would be if the IAE at some point got into contact with the Wolkenritter or the Tome's host, because Extinction Knight is starting to look a hell of a lot like Signum and we know the original for the Template was a Belkan Knight, and Hayate demonstrated two abilities we have on separate Templates.

    * Reads chapter *

    That went well! Better than I hoped, actually. I was kinda expecting her to be a bit more bitter about the distancing and civilian identity, but looking at her backstory it makes sense that she'd be actually more comfortable with her cape identity.

    So! Planning ahoy! I propose:

    Plan: Better to be prepared...
    Buy/Acquire: Guardian Beast of the Shield. (Siberian Dog).
    Buy: Carbon Fiber.
    Repair/Communicate: Recovered Storage Device.
    Build: Power Armor.

    The Guardian Beast is the obvious choice. The QM already confirmed it wouldn't use a time slot and with an EB in the horizon we could do with a Brute level familiar and a fourth to cast Recursion Field on said Endbringer. If we get, say, Leviathan doing so would work to nullify it's point of damage. It'll probably make it focus on us, but it's a nice trump card if we need it.

    We could go for Advanced Devices in order to empower Lacey or to feed Perfect Storm in order to make a Template. However, I think at this point the Privateers need a nice power multiplier, and while we could wait until we get Infinite Enhancement buying Carbon Fiber seems both cheaper and quicker to produce.

    @Silently Watches, I feel I may be overextending a bit. Can you confirm if this is doable?
     
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    Maskless 6.15

    Sunday, May 8
    The phone rings three, four times before its owner picks up. "Hello?"

    "Hey, Vista, it's Calamity."

    "About time!" You grimace at that, quite glad the younger heroine cannot see your expression. "Why are you calling on a private number?"

    You flick a glance at Perfect Storm's head. Private number? Is that how your Device managed to keep a phone number without you, strictly speaking, paying for a phone plan? "Keeps people from being able to call me unless I give them my number. Anyway, that's not what I called about. I was wondering if you wanted to meet up with me somewhere. We have a few things to talk about, and this feels like it should be a face-to-face kind of conversation."

    "Sure! I mean, yeah, alright. Where do you want to meet up?"

    You look around you with a faint smile. "I'm only a few blocks away from the Protectorate office, on the Commerce Square. It's nice and private."

    "Commerce… Calamity Witch, are you standing on top of a skyscraper?!"

    "I'm not not standing on a skyscraper."

    "Fliers, I swear," the girl mutters. "How about a compromise? You come down to the building across the street, and I'll meet you there, okay?"

    You give her a theatrical sigh. "If you want to take all the fun out of it, fine. I'll see you in a bit." Breaking the connection, you give your hat a firm tug and tip over backwards. The wind whips around, and you enjoy the feeling of free fall for just a little bit. Vista might have a point about fliers, you decide; jumping off the top of a building is not something you ever would have considered doing before finding Perfect Storm. Now that you can fly with all the freedom of a bird, or even more, there is something relaxing about falling nine hundred feet without anything attaching you to the world around you.

    All too soon, you reach the ground. A quick flip sends you straight back up before you cruise over to a nearby building. Vista did not say exactly where she wanted you to go, but perhaps she was more worried about not going up as high as you were. You did not realize she was afraid of heights, you'll have to keep that in mind. Now, it's just a matter of waiting for the other heroine.

    Space twists a few minutes later and spits out the green-garbed girl. She eyes you and then the building behind you for a moment, almost as if she knows what you did, but rather than hurl out any accusations she just props her right hand against her hip and waits.

    She might have to wait for a while. You can't help but stare at the left sleeve that has been cut short and folded over all that remains of her other arm. You knew the doctors working for the PRT had been forced to amputate after the fight with Cadejo, but the intellectual knowledge did not prepare you for the sight of the real thing. This was your fault. It was all on you.

    "—mity! Calamity!" You jerk at her yelling your name and stare at her. Her expression softens at the sight of your own. "I'd ask what's wrong, but I have a pretty good idea."

    "It… doesn't hurt still, does it?"

    She shakes her head and waves the stump around. "Nah, not really. It was never really the pain that was a problem anyway. It's more the fact I'll reach out to catch something or pick something, up only to remember I don't have that hand anymore. Phantom limb sucks."

    "I'm sorry."

    You voice was small and weak, but Vista hears it nonetheless. "What are you sorry about? We ran into trouble, and we weren't equipped to deal with it. That's not your fault or my fault or anybody's fault. It just happened. The only person I'm pissed off with is Cadejo, and if we had something that could let us beat him, I'd shove it up his butt without a second thought. Besides," she adds with a nonchalant shrug that is obviously faked, "even if you were responsible, you made up for it in spades. I don't remember much after Cadejo… got me, but from what Cherry Bomb and Director Paulson told me afterwards, you flying me back to base is the only reason I didn't, you know, bleed to death out there. So thanks, Calamity Witch. Thank you."

    "Not Calamity Witch. Taylor." She blushes at the mention of your real name, and she actually gasps when you take your hat off followed by your mask. Vista starts to reach for her mask in return, but she hesitates, and then she stops completely once you put your hand over hers. "This isn't a tit-for-tat, Missy. But I cost you your public identity. It's only fair that I return the favor, at least to you."

    "It… it hasn't been too bad. I don't have to go to school anymore, so that's a plus. I just get tutoring and online classes. I wasn't going to hang up my cape when I turned eighteen, either. The Protectorate was always going to be a full-time thing for me. I can handle losing my secret identity for that. It isn't like I have anyone who knows me from my old life anyway." she trails off.

    The last part you have no idea how to answer, and refuse to touch it with a ten-foot pole. The rest, on the other hand, you have a response to, even if it means paraphrasing Samantha and your dad. "It isn't about full-time heroing being what you want or don't want. It's about having options. Now that you look so 'distinctive', for lack of a better word, that option has been taken away from you."

    This is the perfect segue for the surprise you and Tim have been planning, but you can't help but feel embarrassed about the offer. Instead you ask, "What about going to Panacea? I know she's in Boston, but wouldn't the Protectorate be able to ask her to make time to fix your arm."

    "Have you not paid attention to the news?" Vista asks with wide eyes. "Glory Girl and Panacea were both arrested over a month ago. Somebody recorded Glory Girl beating a mugger almost to death and then calling Panacea to undo all the damage. That would have been bad enough, but then she threatened the guy to try to keep it quiet. It was all over PHO; how did you possibly miss it?!"

    You shrug helplessly. "I've been busy."

    "Busy. Okay, alright. Anyway, the golden girl of New Wave caught on video stomping all over their moral high ground, and then admitting that this wasn't the first time they did something like that? That was the end for them. The entire group got rolled up in the Boston Protectorate, and Glory Girl and Panacea are on probation in exchange for not going to juvie."

    That's all well and good, but you don't see what that has to do with having the Northeast's best healer fix her.

    "Because Panacea was never actually a healer," she explains when you voice your confusion. "They tested her power and found out she's a full-on biokinetic. Normally that wouldn't be a problem, but between no one ever saying anything about these beatings and Glory Girl's inability to control her fear–awe aura? The higher-ups are worried that Panacea might be Mastering people involuntarily. From what Gallant told me, she's limited to life-and-death cases only." She shrugs at you. "They had already been arrested when I was hurt, and by the time they let her do any healing, I wasn't anything close to critical."

    That's one other option off the table. You take a deep breath and let it out. Okay, Taylor, time to woman up. "You wouldn't mind getting healing, though, would you?"

    "No, I'm perfectly happy as an amputee. It's everything I ever dreamed of," she cuts back sarcastically. "Of course I want my arm back!"

    "Well, we might be able to help you with that." Vista blinks rapidly in confusion, and you stand up and put your mask and hat back on. Holding out your hand, you ask, "Do you trust me?"

    She needs only a moment's hesitation before she slips her hand in yours.

    The triangular sigil spin into existence below you, and a curtain of orange sparks rises to wash the world away. Vista looks around the warehouse that is revealed with a curious gaze. "Where are we?"

    "Shipwright's workshop. He's the Privateers' fourth empowered member, specifically a Tinker." Which is stretching the truth just a little bit, but now probably isn't the best time to open the can of worms that is 'Space Techno-Magic'. You haven't even told your own father the whole truth, which… Okay, that's going on your to-do list.

    This week. You'll tell him sometime this week.

    "We haven't heard of him before. What's his specialty?"

    «Samantha, tell Tim to mask up. Our guest is here.» Warning given, you pull Vista along behind you. "That's a good question. I don't really know how to put a nice, simple label on him. What's important for you, is that he dabbles in bio-Tinkery."

    The door in front of you opens, and Samantha pokes her head out. "Oh, good. You brought her."

    Vista stares at the sight in front of her. In her defense, you are a little awe-struck, too. When Tim talked about preparing for her surgery, you imagined a tower or drone-looking thing. Instead there is a glass door, and behind it is a full surgical suite ripped right off the television. Taking another glance at Vista's expression, you decide selling her on the idea of letting a strange man cut on her won't be quite as hard as you expected.

    And there is the man of the hour himself. "You must be Vista," he says in greeting, giving her a wave as he approaches. "I'm Shipwright, the Tinker for this band of misfits."

    "Nice to meet you. Is that…?" She trails off and points at the covered cart standing next to him.

    Samantha whips off the sheet, and both of you look down at the prosthetic. The hand and forearm are complete, though they look like something out of a sci-fi movie. The upper arm, on the other hand, no pun intended, is only half-done. "It doesn't look its best," Tim admitted with a sheepish smile, "but I didn't want to make the skin-cover and finish the connections until I had measurements. If I'm going to make a prosthetic, I want it to fit right the first time."

    "How long would it take to finish?"

    "Hm, a couple of days, probably." Vista's eager expression faded only for him to continue, "Thankfully, there's plenty of time for that. The power source runs off the sugar in your blood, so that would need to be implanted in your body. Probably underneath the deltoid muscle, just so there is a good blood supply. Then there is the connection plate at the end of your stump, and the recovery from that procedure, before it's safe to put that much weight on you. That should all take a couple of days, but so long as you swing by so I can check on it and give your natural healing processes a boost, I think you'd be able to have everything hooked up soon afterwards."

    The eager gleam is back in her eye, you are glad to see. "So when can we get started?" she asks with all the eagerness of a little girl demanding a pony.

    His smile matches hers. "If you can arrange to take a 'personal day', as early as tomorrow. Come in in the morning, we'll do the surgery, let you recover from the anesthesia, then you're out by early afternoon. Check-ups the next three days, and the arm will be ready and waiting for you on Friday."

    "I'll be here, too," Samantha adds. "I'm not so good at putting people back together, but I can pass instruments and hold things while he works."

    "And you can try talking her into being your personal taxi too," adds Tim in a stage whisper. Ignoring the tongue said raccoon-woman sticks out at him, he pulls his goggles up from around his neck to fasten them around his eyes. "But first, I'll need some photos of your arm. By the time I'm done, nobody's gonna be able to tell which one's the real one."
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    "Busy. Okay, alright. Anyway, the golden girl of New Wave caught on video stomping all over their moral high ground, and then admitting that this wasn't the first time they did something like that? That was the end for them. The entire group got rolled up in the Boston Protectorate, and Glory Girl and Panacea are on probation in exchange for not going to juvie."
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    So the government accountability movement's well and truly disgraced. Wonder how many capes and troopers they have assigned keeping the family from murdering each other? Or how many anti-depressant drugs Sarah Pellham's chugging?
     
    Silently Watches said:
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    Heh. I wonder if this would annoy Vista...

    Silently Watches said:
    This is the perfect segue for the surprise you and Tim have been planning, but you can't help but feel embarrassed about the offer. Instead you ask, "What about going to Panacea? I know she's in Boston, but wouldn't the Protectorate be able to ask her to make time to fix your arm."

    "Have you not paid attention to the news?" Vista asks with wide eyes. "Glory Girl and Panacea were both arrested over a month ago. Somebody recorded Glory Girl beating a mugger almost to death and then calling Panacea to undo all the damage. That would have been bad enough, but then she threatened the guy to try to keep it quiet. It was all over PHO; how did you possibly miss it?!"

    You shrug helplessly. "I've been busy."
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    And now we know about the New Wave situation in story. Kind of sucks for the elder members, but their dream was dead for years, they were only made aware of it finally.

    Silently Watches said:
    The eager gleam is back in her eye, you are glad to see. "So when can we get started?" she asks with all the eagerness of a little girl demanding a pony.
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    I would say Vista's about to become Adam Jensen-lite, but she totally asked for this.

    I liked how we caught Vista off-guard by unmasking to her as well.

    edale said:
    To Carol's shame, it wasn't Amy that dragged her daughter into villainy like she feared... It was Vicky that dragged Amy into it... Publicly!
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    Irony was quite the bitch here, wasn't it?

    Always Late said:
    Or how many anti-depressant drugs Sarah Pellham's chugging?
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    I'd say more like her intake of booze would need to be monitored instead.
     
    landcollector said:
    Irony was quite the bitch here, wasn't it?
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    Years ago:"I can only trust my Husband because his depression makes him predictable, and our biological daughter because she's of my flesh and won't betray me."
    Months ago:"AAHAHAAHA! HOW'S IT FEEL, DUMBASS! SAY MY NAME! SAY MY NAME, YOU CRIMINAL SCUM! Ah, Amy. Time to fix this one up andf move on! Beating up criminals and never getting caught feels great."
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    Also, Land? I'm surprised you missed the pun.:ogles:
     
    ReaperofInterest said:
    Alright then. Oh, by the way, does installing Vista's arm get a tech point?
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    No. I already gave you the full points for building it. Installing it is part and parcel of building a prosthetic.
    LancerisDead said:
    Hmmm, at the time it was still the Tome, no eldritch abominations involved. The question would be if the IAE at some point got into contact with the Wolkenritter or the Tome's host, because Extinction Knight is starting to look a hell of a lot like Signum and we know the original for the Template was a Belkan Knight, and Hayate demonstrated two abilities we have on separate Templates.
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    I won't answer these kinds of questions OOC. If you want to know, you need to spend an activity period chatting with PS.
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    @Silently Watches, I feel I may be overextending a bit. Can you confirm if this is doable?
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    You are overextending. If you look at Tim's skill sheet, you'll see that power armor takes two build slots. That doesn't leave time to do anything with the Device. Not that I have any idea what you actually plan to do with that Device from your description.
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    I fixed the actual mistakes, but some of your corrections, particularly what's in dialogue, were intentional on my part and not wrong. Keep in mind that not all people speak with perfect grammar.
     
    I almost forgot about the salvage we collected with Dragon. The only thing we know for sure that we found in the crash sight was the storage device. Was there anything that we salvaged that Tim might be able to repair? Sure we might not know what it is until Tim works on it, but it could be interesting to have a few randomized Trinket we could have Tim try our luck on by repairing.

    Like for example do we have 3 unknown damaged, but repairable magitech equipment?

    Maybe we would get lucky and find out one of them was the core part of a point defense gun, or we could get unlucky and basically have a magitech equivalent of a wind-up toy.

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    By the way, these don't appear to be in the Privateer's Inventory on the first page. Just F.Y.I.
    Silently Watches said:
    Added Storage Device x1 to Privateers' Inventory.
    Added Partially converted magitech drone x1 to Privateers' Inventory.
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    Silently Watches said:
    I won't answer these kinds of questions OOC. If you want to know, you need to spend an activity period chatting with PS.
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    Never intended you to answer! Just speculating for fun, though if it's coming across as trying to press information or just annoying I can't stop no problem.

    You are overextending. If you look at Tim's skill sheet, you'll see that power armor takes two build slots. That doesn't leave time to do anything with the Device. Not that I have any idea what you actually plan to do with that Device from your description.
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    Hmmmm. I got the impression that either the Storage Device was damaged or we could get intel out of it, though we may have to take a Hanging Out for that, now that I think of it.

    On what skills to buy, I'm torn between Mass Weapons, Carbon Fiber and Advanced Device on a distant third. The first two would be an immediate benefit to the unpowered Privateers and I assume quicker to make.

    And on what we use the time slots to build I have no idea. Would two timeslots be enough for building and Advanced Device?

    @Always Late, @landcollector, @ReaperofInterest, @Shaseyu, what do you guys think?
     
    Question: How advanced are the AIs in a Storage Device? I'm just wondering if it might be possible to communicate with the AI of the salvaged Storage Device and see if it's previous user stored any data files on it. That way we might be able to get some info on what happened to the ship. We could also make a backup of the data logs to hand over to the TSAB if we decide to do something with the Storage Device.
     
    Silently Watches said:
    No. I already gave you the full points for building it. Installing it is part and parcel of building a prosthetic.
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    Alright, that's fair enough. I just wanted to make sure.
    LancerisDead said:
    @Always Late, @landcollector, @ReaperofInterest, @Shaseyu, what do you guys think?
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    Personally, I'd prefer to just purchase Dimensional Transfer for Tim, then save the points. I'd like to get Off-Site Power before we can give another Template, to avoid the whole "missing three days" thing. As for building things, another power armor sounds like a good idea to me.
     
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