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On a Backwater Planet, a Metal Extractor is Built [PA/Multicross SI]

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Lord Platypus said:
Can I use that to describe the plot device I use for an SI I may or may not post at some point?
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Knock your self out.


Just some musing below this, in case of the theoretical Commander versus commander. Feel free to ignore
Really, I can't yet reach the point Fusou or Drich are at, mainly because Fusou has that hax time dilation and the Cathedral which Shitlist won't be able to deal with without either perfect angles or vastly overwhelming numbers, and Drich is less commander and more space magic abomination of crystal and metal, and has ludicrous production speeds, and there are are her children to deal with as well.

But the rest I think that my eventual assimilation of the weakened Hero version of the Golden Fuckoff Beam will mop the floor with if I can get within range, which Scion had at planetary if not farther, would one shot more or less anything not proofed against it. Faith's SAFE laser spam would probably be awful to deal with though. Depending on some rolls I have decided to make, for all of the tinkers that don't exist in canon, I'll see what utterly game breaking tech, if any, I get, and this could pontentially put me as the top as time travel is one though it's like a natural 100 or two to get it.)
 
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Make sure that you only fight Mouse Protector and Dragon, just ignore what the other heroes do when dealing with you.

Edit ^ the post above me. All the yes
 
Awww. It's less fun if the dancers arn't dangerously armoured death bringers with shades of The Empty Child.

Dancing nazis is easy to understand, it's just taking the piss out of nazis. On the other hand your avatar sounds like he would fit right in with the Kreig death korps from 40k. Watching them dance ballet would be creepy and mind bending as fuck.

Oh maybe have swan lake be their version of Hakka? I could just see it now, a bunch of creepy death corpsman doing a terrorfyingly good ballet performance before they stop dancing and start butchering.
 
Wabberjack said:
Awww. It's less fun if the dancers arn't dangerously armoured death bringers with shades of The Empty Child.

Dancing nazis is easy to understand, it's just taking the piss out of nazis. On the other hand your avatar sounds like he would fit right in with the Kreig death korps from 40k. Watching them dance ballet would be creepy and mind bending as fuck.

Oh maybe have swan lake be their version of Hakka? I could just see it now, a bunch of creepy death corpsman doing a terrorfyingly good ballet performance before they stop dancing and start butchering.
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Besides the hoses connected to my mask, how did you get the Empty Child from that description?
 
I said shades of "The Empty Child" bu basiclly:
The gas mask facelessness.
The general unstopability
And the nano tech bullshit.
 
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Chapter Twenty Three: And thus begins the true demise of the stations of canon
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    • Since I don't have anything really planned for the next few hours, besides chuckling at the hacked camera feed of the Protectorate as they ran around trying to find me and failing utterly, I decided to really get into the tinkertech I looted.

    To start, I looked over some of Hero's prototypes. His power was apparently a variation on the Golden Fuckoff Beam (now abbreviated GFB), and thus he could have created some obscenely powerful weapons had he not been Siberian'd before we started building the theoretical "big guns."

    However, there was still quite a bit of his stuff that was intact, and Dragon had access to it. Through my interference, I did as well. And since one of the least complete prototypes worked along the same principles, I could, in theory, after a few subjective months or years, replicate Scion's "Destroy Britain from Los Angeles," attack, though from what the preliminary data suggested, required a monstrous amount of power, similar to what an actual, full sized annihilaser used per shot, for a drastically less powerful attack.

    The GFB seemed to work through modulating quantum states like spin and quark charge (somehow) to a neutral variety that didn't exist anywhere else in nature or physics (somehow), and was yet obedient to some of the highest physical laws known to the Progenitors, with what it didn't probably having some exception by some math thing or another that would give me even more difficulty explaining, since said laws that it was violating would already take years to explain and leave Hawking staring at me in confusion. Well, more than he already is, without the ability to move his muscles at all.

    Anyway, the modulation thing just reduced whatever was in its way to a little puff of quantum strings or whatever made up matter, thus rendering it destroyed. The only issues with this that would prevent me from replacing all of my annihilaser based tech was the absurd power investment, comparatively limited range, and the fact you could "only" destroy small continents with it. At smaller scales, the power usage was much lower, and it doesn't effect the emitter through another set of technology (somehow), so using it as a personal weapon wasn't out of the question if I could change the color to a nice indigo or something.

    Entities were such bullshit. When you can make a Genre-Savvy Commander go "wait, what?" you deserve that title.

    I sifted through tons over other technology, most of which was relatively uninteresting or boring, with the teleportation stuff being an exception. Give it a few dozen runs through the old commander upgrade cycle and I could have a working Alcubierre Drive with the space folding versions. Other than that and some thermodynamics stuff (beams dozens of degrees kelvin below absolute zero I don't even), I had everything so far that was useful. Actual assimilation can occur once I have Dascides' massive processing power to use to reduce it to what I need and add it into existing stuff for the fun that would occur if I could fuse the annihilaser and the GFB.

    Oh, Taylor was stirring. Seems her dad's incessant calling had woken her up. It had been about a week or two. I hadn't been paying attention, merely looking over my loot and checking up on the cape scene. And she was falling back asleep. Huh. Seemed like the calming meds hadn't let her wake up yet. She certainly would need them after that ordeal.

    Now to shitpost PHO, like all good people who end up in Worm should.
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    ♦Topic: New Cape in the Bay Injures Three, Kidnaps One
    In: Boards ► America ► Brockton Bay ► News
    bagrat     (Original Poster) (The Guy In The Know) (Veteran Member)
    Posted on January 4, 2011:
    So some cape, who I would like to point out matches no known capes anywhere, and possesses what seemed to be high quality tinker armor, broke three seemingly random girls' bones in various parts of their body, and apparantly kidnapped a fourth while spouting lines about justice or something.

    Frankly, I think Brockton has gone of the deep end now.
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    ► nuclear
    Replied on January 4, 2011:
    So to sum up the thread for those just joining us, nobody has any idea what the fuck is going on, why this bastard attacked, what in theory their powers are, and @XxVoid CowboyxX is continuing his streak of contributing almost nothing to the boards.

    ► Plebeian
    Replied on January 4, 2011:
    So I just found out the girl Plague doctor guy kidnapped was my bosses' daughter, and calls himself Commander. And that he is an "asshole of astronomical proportions."

    Have at this PHO

    ► AllYourBase (totally not suspicious)
    Replied on January 4, 2011:
    I happen to think he sounds golly swell, and probably had every right and reason to beat up those girls. I also heard for a fact the girl "kidnapped was covered in biological waste.
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    [LOL NEVER MIND]

    ► Tin Mother
    Replied on January 4, 2011:
    While the girls may or may not have deserved it is irrelevant, a cape commited a seemingly unprovoked attack against civilians. Have an infraction

    edit: What the fuck.

    ► AllYourBase (SMUG INTENSIFIES)
    Replied on January 4, 2011:
    All Your Bases Are Belong To Me.

    ► WakkaWakkaWakka (Veteran Member)
    Replied on January 4, 2011:
    I actually have no idea what the fuck that was. Someone apparently is now able to do what nobody else has done and beaten a mod. I'm going to go consider implications for a bit.
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    I could tell this whole universe was going to be hilarious for me.

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    And there she goes with the waking up. I think that she's good to speak, but I'll give her some time to orient herself first.

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    The first thing Taylor noticed when she returned to lucidity was how her throat felt like something made of sandpaper had used it as a freeway. It was most certainly not the most pleasant feeling she had ever felt.

    The next thing she noticed was that she wasn't in the locker. The locker wasn't this soft, and didn't smell of freshly washed sheets and fragrance. She didn't particularly want to think about what it smelled like.

    The third thing was a voice.

    "Ah. You are awake. About time."

    Groaning, she pushed herself off the bed a little bit, and opened her eyes to the sight of a glass filled with water being offered. She grabbed it, and brought it to her lips and slumped as the cool liquid relieved the horrible feeling in her throat. The voice waited for her to finish, and as she looked over, she nearly spit out the water remaining in her mouth as she saw someone who was very obviously a cape.

    "You've been out for a bit now. Only a little over a week since I rescued you, which in all honesty isn't that bad for what happened. Since I've had you here long enough, as soon as you are fit to travel I'll be sending you home."

    He apparently didn't notice her freakout. Which honestly wasn't all that surprising. Afterall, none of her teachers seemed to notice that she was being bullied constantly, did they? And that had been going on for years, what were the chances a cape who obviously had better things to be doing than talking to someone like her would be paying attention?

    "Well, you seem to take being effectively kidnapped well. Also you have powers now."

    This time she actually did spit out her drink. She couldn't tell what the man was thinking behind the mask.

    Then he started to laugh. It wasn't a normal laugh. Taylor didn't know what she could describe it, except maybe a hyena or a horror movie villain. He stopped a few minutes later.

    "Yeah, that must be fairly surprising isn't it? Yeah, you are a cape. I can tell by how I saw you moving bugs earlier. Try it out when you get home. But first, you have to change, since your old clothing was pretty gross. So I burned it. The replacement is on the bed. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go burn down a drug house or something. I trust you to not mess with anything, since most of the stuff I leave around can and will reduce you to a small pile of ashes. Later!"


    And then he left the room. And Taylor was very confused.

    Shrugging, she went to put on the clothes.

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    Well that's taken care of. I'll send her back home soon, I've sat on my ass enough over the past few decades. It's time to do something stupid. Which I can get away with because I'm at the point where only a small percentage of what exists can threaten me.

    A drug house will be a good place to start, ROB knows that there are enough of them. I'll try to find one run by the shitlers, since the ABB doesn't offend me on the same level as the Empire does, and the Merchants quite honestly seemed like a lesser evil in comparison.

    I also wanted them to already in disarray before I cut them off from their funds, since all I had done previously was transfer them to me.

    Now to go hunting for skinheads. I'll need weapons though. Should try to go for less advanced stuff to maintain the "new tinker" masquerade. A maser should do quite nicely for the crudeness aspect, with enough power behind it that it works for my needs. What else...a set of plasma pistols for my sidearms, in both senses of the term, a gladius-esque sword with a means of electrifying the edge will do for any capes getting in my face, and a bunch of grenades to blow it up. This seems like enough weaponry for now, though adding more later on to further the image of me improving my techbase will be a thing that happens.

    This also helps me get a recruitment offer for Coil, because at this point I've managed to narrow it down to a good forty places around the city that he could be hiding, and I don't want to tip any hands yet.

    Speaking of Coil, I'll need to figure out if I can get a Locust sized nanobot through the wormhole or whatever that connects the shard to the brain. Gives me a way to deal with most capes, especially Echidna and Crawler, though I'm tempted to just through the latter into the sun and see what happens. Or annihilasers. Or GFB. Or something else. Simply depriving him of his powers is much less satisfying than seeing him try and fail to adapt to things that would give the non-ripoff 682 pause until it used it to breakout and kill a few dozen researches.

    Speaking of 682, I really don't want to go to the SCP verse. Ever. That place scares me.

    And back to depriving Nazis of their drugs. I got pretty sidetracked there.

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    I've found one. It isn't that hard when you can detect single molecules of cocaine, heroin, LSD, or any of the half dozen other illegal substances being bandied around. And what do you know, weed does have a really distinctive scent. Guess all of those people back in high school weren't lying.

    In actuality, while it was somewhat easy to find the area where a storehouse or production facility was, finding a specific building was fairly difficult, given the sheer amount of drugs being moved around in this city. I guess I'll have to fix that when I take it over.

    And now to enter the building. Dynamically. And what do you know, a skylight! This is much easier with a skylight. I don't have to weaken a half ton of concrete and risk flatting some dude.

    Allez-Oup!

    And stick the landing, in the middle of a bunch of wide-eyed skinheads holding bags of powder.

    "Criminal scum, halt this illicit activity at once, or I will be forced to remove you from existance. You have five seconds to comply."

    They ran. None of them seemed willing to try to shoot the cape in very obvious armor. I could practically hear the Scooby-Doo noises.

    That was a lot better than I thought it would be. Now to burn it to the ground.

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    Thirty minutes later, and I'm sitting in a lawn chair across the street, sipping lemonade through a straw that connects to the end of my beak, all while watching the blazing inferno right in front of me.

    It was beautiful to say the least, as months or years of work keeping this place concealed went up in the acrid smoke pouring into the winter sky. I can hear the sirens of approaching firefighters, who are coming for a pretty obvious reason, namely the fact that the drug house is on fire.

    I should probably get going, Taylor's had an hour to get ready and I think that that is long enough for her to get dressed and everything.

    Shame, it is a really nice fire. Sad they have to put it out instead of just letting it burn to ashes. I made sure enough evidence of this being a drug house around for the police to get involved remains, in addition to my careful fire building so it wouldn't burn down any other buildings.

    Time to go.

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    "Taylor, I'm back, time for you to get out of here."

    She jumped, likely not expecting me to teleport behind her to tell her that. She was dressed, luckily, and seemed to be brushing her hair.

    I never understood the appeal of really long hair. I had had it halfway down my neck and it was a pain to take care of, I can't imagine what kind of effort goes into hair that you can sit on.

    As she turned, I teleported her to right outside her house with some stuff, like money and terrariums full of spiders I had prepared outside her range and stuff.

    Now that the Taylor situation is taken care of, preferably with a bit less angst than canon, I can get back to tech experimentation and making life a living hell for the gangs.

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    The first thing Taylor thought once she had gotten the weird feeling of having several hundred other sensory inputs inserted into her brain, and knocking on the door to let her dad know she was fine and home, was pretty simple, and expectable for someone in her situation.

    "What the hell is my life right now?"
     
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    • glitchrrr36 said:
    ==Nuts?==


    ++Idiom. Means that you may do what you see fit. Also seeds on some kinds of plants.++


    ==Why not just refer to it as such?==


    ++Humans are weird. And bad at saying what they mean.++
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    Actually, if you follow the logic train, it almost makes sense!

    "Go nuts" is, as far as I'm aware, the only point that the logic actually breaks down, because I don't know what connection nuts have to craziness/insanity. But, nonetheless, it still tracks back to "go crazy".

    "Go crazy", in turn, is a reference to how insane people don't always act in a conventional manner for whatever reason applies to them. To anyone who isn't afflicted with the same difficulties, the crazy person seems to just be doing whatever they want without thought for how a person "should" act. So the implication is "do whatever you want".

    "Do whatever you want" is potentially a bad term, but human convention includes a situational implication of "within reason" or "within the bounds of this project"

    And of course, "Do whatever you want within the bounds of this project" includes the implication that your actions should advance the given goals, and is therefore synonymous with "do as you see fit"!

    HOOMEN LOJIK!

    ... But yeah. For anyone who doesn't want to spend several paragraphs explaining a pointless logic train, "Humans are weird" is a totally acceptable answer.
     
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