Mechanized Mayham (PA, SI, multi-cross)

[The J_Man]

You all know the story; on a backwater planet, in a backwater solar system, a Commander builds a metal extractor.

My take on the classic: "ROB takes a random SV user, crams them in a PA commander, and throws them halfway across the multiverse."

This is my first fic so constructive criticism is welcome.

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[BOOT SEQUENCE INITIALIZED]
[RUNING SYSTEM DIAGNOSTIC]
[MAIN REACTOR: OFFLINE]
[SECONDARY REACTOR: OFFLINE]
[TERTIARY REACTOR: OFFLINE]
[BACKUP POWER-CELLS: 34% CAPACITY]
[EMERGENCY POWER RESERVES: 78% CHARGE]
[QUANTUM PROCESSOR CORE: STABLE]
[MEMORY FRAGMENTATION: 12%[ACEPTABLE]]
[DIAGNOSTIC: CLEAR]
[INITALIZING TERTIARY REACTOR... ONLINE]
[INITALIZING SECONDARY REACTOR... ONLINE]
[INITALIZING MAIN REACTOR... ONLINE]
[UNPACKING DATABACE... DONE]
[UNPACKING DRIVERS..... DONE]
[BOOT SEQUENCE COMPLETE]
[INITALIZING "CMDR_PERSONALITY.SYS"... DONE]

Awareness hits me like a freight train, none of the grogginess of waking-up; first nothing then, well, everything. And when I say everything I mean EVERYTHING. the entire EM spectrum, microwave, radio, thermal, UV, you name it I can see it. and to tie that up in a nice little bow; its in 360. panorama can't quite compare to seeing in all directions simultaneously.

I'm pretty sure my brain should be exploding from the shear info overload but that train of thought is ended by my next observation; my HUD. Specifically that I have one. Less specifically what it was showing me, more specifically that I was 20 miles in the air and falling at terminal velocity. And it is at that point I began TO PANI-[FATAL ERROR: CODE 1963-G726-910-THETA-31: MAIN STACK OVERLOAD EMERGENCY REBOT INITIATED]

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Hope you liked I know it's short but my schedule is a little full and I will write more later.

 

[The J_Man]

[REBOOT COMPLETE, NOW RUNING IN SAFE MODE]
[ENGAGING PERSONALITY STABILIZER SUBROUTINES... DONE]
[INITALIZING "CMDR_PERSONALITY.SYS"... DONE]

… Is it me or did the whole universe just blink. well either way I'm not falling anymore, the 132 foot 11.28472 inch crater I'm standing in giving a good indication as to how that happened. …How do I know the radius to that many decimal places? and why does it look like I'm on the moon? Without a helmet? and that doesn't look like earth. Heck it barely looks like Jupiter.

Ok, first things first; who am I? My name is Sam [ERORR FILE CORUPTED]… Ok we'll come back to that. Anyway, I'm Sam, a human from the Seattle metro area, USA, Earth. Or at least I should be, something feels... off. I mean, besides the 360 full spectrum vision with HUD, my body seams, different. ugh I wish my sight would return to normal, then I could make sense of what was happening... And just like that I'm back to six colors and 70 degrees FOV. Weird.

Glossing over that for now, I look down to see... A gamma commander from planetary annihilation? What th- oh, oooohhhh, oh no, oh great, just great. Oh yea? Well up yours too ROB!

I'd sigh if I had lungs right now. Ok sam, you've been around the internet a few times, you've read fanfiction about this exact situation, so long as you aren't in 40K you should be fine. Ok step one; check your Progenitor data-base to see what you have. HUD seams pretty intuitive, just think and- there we go full unit and building directory. Score. huh looks like the Progenitors had a lot more tech then the game showed. makes sense really, some of this stuff would be game-breaking, in some cases literally. Shield generators, stealth fields (both sensor and visual), DYSON RINGS, SINGULARITY GENERATORS!?

Wow. To say I'm impressed would be an understatement. Now step two; Build. Lets see. Ah ha, sensor ping. Set that to metal deposit and, jackpot, five of 'em right over there. Huh walking in this body is just as instinctual as in my old one.

You know I'm taking this awfully well all things considered. Oh, that explains it, my HUDs indicating the "PERSONALITY STABILIZER SUBROTINES" are on. I probably crashed when I panicked on reentry and the system took steps towards preventing it happening again. Well suppressing emotions has been proven to cause psychological problems. I'd rather be cynical than crazy so I'll just ramp up my clock speed, turn these stabilizers off and get back to it in about 10 years me time, about 0.000000281 seconds real time.

And I'm back. I'll spare you the boring and extremally personal details of my decade long soul searching introspection and just say that I've decided to make the best of my situation, by that I mean conquering entire galaxies and fixing (to my satisfaction) some of my favorite fictional universes.

So back to those extractors. The first step on my path to domination of the multiverse.

Ok extractors online, add in some generators, now for the eternal struggle all commanders go through; bots, vehicles, or air. Thank you random number generators... Vehicles it is.

Ok factory building, que up some fabers while I wait, five should do it... It's always a waiting game at the start... Okay first unit! Set it to build extractors on all the deposits, and second one done, have it build some more generators. Now we're coking with gas.

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I know this chapter is a little slow but it's all building up for the good stuff next time. The creative juices just need time to flow, so stay tuned.