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Temptation hummed as she lay in John's lap. "Why aren't you guys done yet, Master?"
Her sister snorted, but he hummed and ran his fingers through her hair. "Because of Soul resonance, or something similar to it."
Mmm, that felt nice.
Unfortunately, he kept talking. "The network of Soul backups in my Pocket, despite only being bound together and NOT directly interacting with OUR Souls in any obvious way, reinforce each other on a Conceptual level. Even new backup copies of our Souls experience this effect, despite being stored separately and isolated. It's why I can't just expose our 'main' Souls directly to fix the 'can not open cards' issue in the first place, ALL versions of us get enhanced in some way by our backups."
Boring. "Can't you just get Grace to do some of her techy stuff and fix it all while we cuddle?" A MUCH better plan, honestly.
Her sister snorted. "Our Lord is not that irresponsible… And I have to confess, I am running out of ideas. Soul backups, exposing the originals, attempting to 'distance' either of those via Dimensional warping or actual distance, all tested 'partial defense lowering' techniques… None of them weaken our 'signal' enough to safely interact with this Realm's card game."
John hummed as those wonderful fingers brushed her hair. "Which I should probably be annoyed at, but the benefits are actually pretty great over all."
Mmm. "Hmm?"
He probably nodded. "Even if you girls are lost somewhere, or lose access to my Pocket somehow, or decide to leave me one day…" Wait, what!? "...Your enhanced Souls would resist alteration from outside sources, actively ignore influence from anyone with LESS resonance than yourselves, and passively bypass most attempts to torture or search via Soul manipulation techniques. Overall, while annoying, I'm quite happy with the setbacks we've been experiencing so far."
She rolled over, pulling her face into his stomach and gripping him tightly. "You are my MASTER. I follow my Master, no one can make me abandon my Master. That is not how having a Master works." Not if SHE had anything to say about it!
Grace snorted. "Our Lord will eventually realize his own worth, and stop attempting to cast us aside 'for our own good'. As if our worship and adoration was so shallow as to be discarded like some bauble…" She huffed. "We followed you, our Lord, beyond reality itself. And we do not regret doing so."
Damn straight. "Also, you are super comfy and my pillow isn't allowed to say stuff like that ever again. In fact: I revoke your 'pillow talking' privileges. Now get back to scratching my head again, it felt amazing."
Her pillow hugged her head a bit. "Mmm Hmm."
Good Master.
Grace sighed. "Well, fragmenting a Soul backup is obviously out. Aside from not being a long term solution, as our Souls will only be enhanced MORE over time, just the theoretical thought of it actually makes me feel sick."
Eugh, yeah. "It would probably produce some sort of twisted tortured fragment of our psyche Soul component too, and somehow try to kill and replace us to recover the bits of itself it lost… ALL the chunks would do that, we'd basically generate an army of powerful and insane monsters that were constantly in pain and torment, attempting to murder us all."
Not to mention what it would do to her Master…
Temptation shuddered.
John leaned down and kissed her hair. "I'd keep them all the same, as well as any part of you girls should something like that happen. But yes, let's avoid mutilating copies of the people we care for, even if it would let me play a neat card game."
Temptation couldn't hold back her grin at the warm fuzzies. "So are we done then? Problem solved: Can't play the local games, let's go cuddle?"
John chuckled. "Oh I'm sure we'll work SOMETHING out to handle this. And it isn't just so I can play Duel Monsters." Liar! It totally was! "This is also going to improve our Soul defenses. After all, having an undetectable Soul or one so powerful that reality starts warping? BOTH happen to stand out quite a bit and could cause annoyances as we travel. Being able to fake a 'normal' Soul to outsiders would make us safer."
She squinted up at him. "And let us play that game."
He looked away. "A lucky side effect, really."
Grace sighed. "I simply want more options than 'Undefended' and 'Max Turtle' for the Pocket Settings! My ability to server you, Lord, is predicated on the options I have available?"
Damn it, that made sense. "What happens when you shut everything down anyway? To people HERE I mean."
John shrugged, scratching her scalp once more as he played with her black hair. "Well for one thing I'd block everyone ELSE'S ability to interact with the Soul Fragments. Not quite sure about what range we'd be talking about here, considering that my ability to test this stuff without getting Jessica mad at me is a bit limited, but half the planet at least."
…And that would expose a lot of unsuspecting card players to opening dangerous cards that resonated with someone as powerful as her Master.
That would probably kill a LOT of kids. "But like… HOW exactly? Would our Souls squish them?" Wait! "Do we have fat Souls!? Is my Soul FAT!? How do I FIX that!?" SHIT!
John blinked at her sudden concern, then chuckled. "Temptation, you have a beautiful and healthy Soul. It is not fat."
Uh.
Her mind went blank as she blushed. "Oh."
Thankfully Grace came in, half distracted as she set up some other boring experiment. "Powerful Soul's have this sort of energy effect as they interact with the local Magical, Conceptual, and Mythological environment. Sort of an unconscious reverberation that propagates through the higher layers of the Realm. For 'normal' Souls that kind of thing doesn't matter much, it all blends together and becomes ambient energy that waxes and wanes and affects various prophecies and all that mess, but for us?"
She sighed as something she was testing apparently failed. "Well, OUR Souls would just smash all that stuff out of the way. Like dropping a train into a kiddy pool. It wouldn't go well for everyone else, even ignoring the Soul Fragment issues."
Meh, nerd. "So you can measure that propo-whatzit stuff?"
Grace blinked. "Yes?"
Temptation gave her a look. "Can you duplicate it?"
John stalled as Grace seemed to blank out.
Ha! "Then just take a sample of what this place looks like WITHOUT our influence, expose the sample to our Souls in the Pocket, and dilute the new pattern generated down to something close to 'normal'. Release copies of said watered down pattern at some rate, maybe clean out any excess junk that slipped in there or whatever, and use THAT to pretend we have 'normal' Souls. Yes?"
Grace stared at her like she had onions growing out of her eyes.
Whatever. "Now, get rid of all that nerdy stuff and get over here! I need some sister 'skinship' and Master needs some sweet sweet cuddling."
After all, having ONE pillow was already sweet… Let's double up!
John gave a solemn nod. "Temptation has spoken: It must be so."
As it should be!
~~~Pocket System~~~
Jessica walked back into the game shop. "Alright, I'm ready for the next bags!"
The kind old man was shocked! "You've already secured all those boxes already!? That was very fast indeed!" Solomon then looked at the remaining boxes of booster packs, concerned. "Are you sure your car can fit all the rest of these too though? I still say you should have let the nice delivery crew help you pack these away instead of moving it all yourself. They've always been happy to help me when they bring in my usual shipments, and I've used them for years!"
Considering she was just walking outside, Pocketing the boxes, then waiting until she was 'done loading up her car' before coming back in?
Well, having locals help would kind of ruin the whole point of this subterfuge. "Relax, I'm quite a strong little lady if I do say so myself!"
Jessica flexed her arm and… Oh, right, she actually had noticeable muscles now with the new Body. Like, she was well toned and trained with her ORIGINAL one, sure… But THIS one with enhanced Borg muscles and designed with the assistance of a demoness and a perverted angel?
Her arm had definition by definition!
The grandfather's eyes went wide. "Oh my… Very impressive indeed!"
Might as well go for a larger load this time, after showing off like that. Two arms full instead of one shouldn't look THAT impossible, right? She casually lifted a massive armload of product. "Eugh, there."
Super easy, felt weightless. Although, uhh… "Sorry, could you open the door for me? I don't want to drop anything trying to go through it backwards."
He blinked and quickly nodded, moving to do as mentioned. "Of course, it is the least I could do!"
Eugh, now she'd have to pretend she parked around the back or something so he'd not notice her 'vanishing' all this stuff as soon as she got outside, wouldn't she?
Well, whatever. Still faster than doing this a single armful at a time. "Right, let's do this!"
~~~Pocket System~~~
John blinked at his sister. "You bought the store."
Jessica crossed her arms! "NOPE! I bought all the Duel Monster stuff only!"
Okay, that was fair. "You bought the majority of the stuff in the store."
She nodded. "Yes. Yes I did. Then I convinced them to contact their suppliers and get the weekly shipment brought over early. And I bought most of that too."
He looked at the stacks of boxes, each filled with smaller boxes, each filled with booster packs stuffed with cards. "I only needed like, one sample pack to work with." Or theoretically, a single unopened card.
This seemed a tad excessive.
Jessica grinned! "Ah, but are you SURE about that? What if different Soul Fragments interact with the different booster packs in unknown ways? Plus, the nice grandpa over there made these things out of already opened cards, and I thought you could learn some stuff with more data samples."
True.
Plus most of this money came from some real assholes on this planet, so who cared anyway? "Right, I'm going to start scanning all this stuff. You go over and sit in that awesome chair so Grace can calibrate your Body settings for the newly modified Soul Defense modules. Then we can open up some cards!"
She blinked, glanced to the side… And paled. "...John?"
Hmm? "Yes?"
Jessica pointed. "Why does that look like an electric chair?"
John blinked. "What do you mean?"
They both focused on the metallic throne covered in wires and sensors and… Oh, the skull clamp. "That bit examines your brain so we can be sure nothing goes wrong while we calibrate your new configuration settings to better falsify your Soul signature and stuff. Your Soul isn't like, IN your brain or anything, but watching the Mind does give us useful information to make sure you don't accidentally melt or something."
She held up a finger. "I like not being melted, but that looks like a literal death trap. No, not a trap: It's too obvious. It looks like a death machine."
Huh, really? It had seemed pretty awesome so far. "Which part?"
Jessica pointed.
Oh. "The skull clamp?" Well, that was sort of reasonable. "For the record, it doesn't actually clamp onto your skull or drill into the brain anymore, the new sensors and stuff get the job done easily enough. I mostly kept the older design because it seemed aesthetically pleasing really."
She did not seem amused. "Why does it still HAVE a bone drill then?"
Well doi. "Because the Borg conversion chairs didn't always know how dense the skull would be, and some species resist nanite injections and it was more efficient to just drill in and… You know what, it doesn't matter. Like I said, it's not required."
Ms. Buzzkill The Lame crossed her arms. "How much of ALL of that IS required? The straps and tubes and spikes and the injection port clamps, all that stuff."
John tried not to grumble. "I mean, if you want to be SUPER pedantic, I guess technically I could just have my Pocket scan you now using the existing data feeds connecting your secured self to this Body avatar."
Temptation stepped up like the badass awesome girl that she was! "But wouldn't it be AWESOME to sit in the 'Soul Configulizer' instead? Look at what Master added to it! These bits spin, those sections light up, the fog machine is in the back and most of the robotic limbs have been programmed to…"
Jessica gave all THREE of them an unimpressed look. "Give one good reason."
Grace awkwardly raised a hand. "I ask them to include an automated back massage feature? And the metallic spike stuff is actually heated leather, so it won't actually hurt you to sit on it."
Was she contemplating it? She was, right!?
Heck yeah, the 'Soul Configulizer' throne of awesomeness WAS A GO!
John grinned madly and tried to covertly send Grace a sweet thumbs up! Good job!
Then the whole world had to be a jerk when something popped, the entire chair SPARKED with electricity, black and green smoke oozed out of one of the metallic skulls on the upper left side, and a third of the twitching claw manipulators began to attack each other.
All four of them watched the entire device slowly destroy itself before Temptation slumped a bit. "You were right sister, the secondary empowerment matrix was too overloaded to handle all the extra effects. But the extra pneumatic blades and electric metal spines were just so awesome with the whole aesthetic!"
Grace gently rubbed his back, while moving away from the slowly melting chair of awesomeness. "Don't worry, my Lord… It will be easy enough for us to fix this right up if we adjust the psionic distribution network to…"
Jessica sent the entire thing into the Pocket, marked for recycling. "Nope."
Daw! "I was so sure this one wouldn't break down so quickly…"
Temptation was scowling at the missing chair of doom. "I know, right? It seemed mathematically sound in theory… At least, before I added those last few parts and stuff."
Oh well. "At least we have Grace's backup option."
Jessica jerked back! "Grace! You didn't make one of those monstrosities TOO, did you!?"
His angel puffed up! "Yep! Though… My version got rejected because it wasn't 'cool' enough…"
Temptation growled! "THAT abomination didn't even have an acid fountain! What's the POINT of makinging cool shit while having easily replaceable Bodies if we only design boring junk!"
Grace pouted. "It's NOT boring, it's just safer! Safety is cool too! My Lord, tell her how cool being safe is!"
John didn't know how to address that… Uh. Move on? Yeah. "So like I said: Let's go with Grace's backup option."
His sister seemed LESS than enthused. "You guys are NOT going to get me to sit in any sort of death trap, metal masher, carnage carriage, torture tank…"
Then she went silent as the new chair was placed in the hotel room.
The bright pink, soft squishy version of the 'Soul Configulizer'.
Grace had tried, she really did… Even copied most of the final design schematics to the 'Soul Configulizer' too, even if she ended up altering most of what the thing was made out of and got rid of the vast majority of the features.
Bless her little heart.
He couldn't look into her eyes and even attempt to bad mouth the brightly cushy scanning device. Although… "I still don't know why you added in the seatbelts."
She huffed! "So you won't fall out of it and hurt yourself, silly!"
John glanced at her. "More than one though seems a bit excessive."
Grace pouted! "You let Temptation add extra meat hooks to HERS!"
Jessica interrupted the potential issue by cautiously poked the VERY PINK attempt.
It squeaked.
His sister hesitated… then nodded. "I am willing to give this one a shot."
Temptation groaned as Grace blossomed in joy! "Oh, let me help you get strapped in!"
…Welp, at least ONE of the two chairs got approval. Good enough!
Oh, right: Before he forgot! "Temptation, make sure to start the sample resonance analysis with the LOWEST concentrations first this time! We can always go the boring slow way to tune it in while we calibrate this mess. If we melt Grace's chair, she'll cry."
The demoness huffed, but nodded. "Fine… Hey Sis, let me help too. This should be the last requirement before fully adopting the new Soul security measures, right?"
Heck yeah it does! Almost time to open up some awesome Duel Monster cards! Woo!
Her sister snorted, but he hummed and ran his fingers through her hair. "Because of Soul resonance, or something similar to it."
Mmm, that felt nice.
Unfortunately, he kept talking. "The network of Soul backups in my Pocket, despite only being bound together and NOT directly interacting with OUR Souls in any obvious way, reinforce each other on a Conceptual level. Even new backup copies of our Souls experience this effect, despite being stored separately and isolated. It's why I can't just expose our 'main' Souls directly to fix the 'can not open cards' issue in the first place, ALL versions of us get enhanced in some way by our backups."
Boring. "Can't you just get Grace to do some of her techy stuff and fix it all while we cuddle?" A MUCH better plan, honestly.
Her sister snorted. "Our Lord is not that irresponsible… And I have to confess, I am running out of ideas. Soul backups, exposing the originals, attempting to 'distance' either of those via Dimensional warping or actual distance, all tested 'partial defense lowering' techniques… None of them weaken our 'signal' enough to safely interact with this Realm's card game."
John hummed as those wonderful fingers brushed her hair. "Which I should probably be annoyed at, but the benefits are actually pretty great over all."
Mmm. "Hmm?"
He probably nodded. "Even if you girls are lost somewhere, or lose access to my Pocket somehow, or decide to leave me one day…" Wait, what!? "...Your enhanced Souls would resist alteration from outside sources, actively ignore influence from anyone with LESS resonance than yourselves, and passively bypass most attempts to torture or search via Soul manipulation techniques. Overall, while annoying, I'm quite happy with the setbacks we've been experiencing so far."
She rolled over, pulling her face into his stomach and gripping him tightly. "You are my MASTER. I follow my Master, no one can make me abandon my Master. That is not how having a Master works." Not if SHE had anything to say about it!
Grace snorted. "Our Lord will eventually realize his own worth, and stop attempting to cast us aside 'for our own good'. As if our worship and adoration was so shallow as to be discarded like some bauble…" She huffed. "We followed you, our Lord, beyond reality itself. And we do not regret doing so."
Damn straight. "Also, you are super comfy and my pillow isn't allowed to say stuff like that ever again. In fact: I revoke your 'pillow talking' privileges. Now get back to scratching my head again, it felt amazing."
Her pillow hugged her head a bit. "Mmm Hmm."
Good Master.
Grace sighed. "Well, fragmenting a Soul backup is obviously out. Aside from not being a long term solution, as our Souls will only be enhanced MORE over time, just the theoretical thought of it actually makes me feel sick."
Eugh, yeah. "It would probably produce some sort of twisted tortured fragment of our psyche Soul component too, and somehow try to kill and replace us to recover the bits of itself it lost… ALL the chunks would do that, we'd basically generate an army of powerful and insane monsters that were constantly in pain and torment, attempting to murder us all."
Not to mention what it would do to her Master…
Temptation shuddered.
John leaned down and kissed her hair. "I'd keep them all the same, as well as any part of you girls should something like that happen. But yes, let's avoid mutilating copies of the people we care for, even if it would let me play a neat card game."
Temptation couldn't hold back her grin at the warm fuzzies. "So are we done then? Problem solved: Can't play the local games, let's go cuddle?"
John chuckled. "Oh I'm sure we'll work SOMETHING out to handle this. And it isn't just so I can play Duel Monsters." Liar! It totally was! "This is also going to improve our Soul defenses. After all, having an undetectable Soul or one so powerful that reality starts warping? BOTH happen to stand out quite a bit and could cause annoyances as we travel. Being able to fake a 'normal' Soul to outsiders would make us safer."
She squinted up at him. "And let us play that game."
He looked away. "A lucky side effect, really."
Grace sighed. "I simply want more options than 'Undefended' and 'Max Turtle' for the Pocket Settings! My ability to server you, Lord, is predicated on the options I have available?"
Damn it, that made sense. "What happens when you shut everything down anyway? To people HERE I mean."
John shrugged, scratching her scalp once more as he played with her black hair. "Well for one thing I'd block everyone ELSE'S ability to interact with the Soul Fragments. Not quite sure about what range we'd be talking about here, considering that my ability to test this stuff without getting Jessica mad at me is a bit limited, but half the planet at least."
…And that would expose a lot of unsuspecting card players to opening dangerous cards that resonated with someone as powerful as her Master.
That would probably kill a LOT of kids. "But like… HOW exactly? Would our Souls squish them?" Wait! "Do we have fat Souls!? Is my Soul FAT!? How do I FIX that!?" SHIT!
John blinked at her sudden concern, then chuckled. "Temptation, you have a beautiful and healthy Soul. It is not fat."
Uh.
Her mind went blank as she blushed. "Oh."
Thankfully Grace came in, half distracted as she set up some other boring experiment. "Powerful Soul's have this sort of energy effect as they interact with the local Magical, Conceptual, and Mythological environment. Sort of an unconscious reverberation that propagates through the higher layers of the Realm. For 'normal' Souls that kind of thing doesn't matter much, it all blends together and becomes ambient energy that waxes and wanes and affects various prophecies and all that mess, but for us?"
She sighed as something she was testing apparently failed. "Well, OUR Souls would just smash all that stuff out of the way. Like dropping a train into a kiddy pool. It wouldn't go well for everyone else, even ignoring the Soul Fragment issues."
Meh, nerd. "So you can measure that propo-whatzit stuff?"
Grace blinked. "Yes?"
Temptation gave her a look. "Can you duplicate it?"
John stalled as Grace seemed to blank out.
Ha! "Then just take a sample of what this place looks like WITHOUT our influence, expose the sample to our Souls in the Pocket, and dilute the new pattern generated down to something close to 'normal'. Release copies of said watered down pattern at some rate, maybe clean out any excess junk that slipped in there or whatever, and use THAT to pretend we have 'normal' Souls. Yes?"
Grace stared at her like she had onions growing out of her eyes.
Whatever. "Now, get rid of all that nerdy stuff and get over here! I need some sister 'skinship' and Master needs some sweet sweet cuddling."
After all, having ONE pillow was already sweet… Let's double up!
John gave a solemn nod. "Temptation has spoken: It must be so."
As it should be!
~~~Pocket System~~~
Jessica walked back into the game shop. "Alright, I'm ready for the next bags!"
The kind old man was shocked! "You've already secured all those boxes already!? That was very fast indeed!" Solomon then looked at the remaining boxes of booster packs, concerned. "Are you sure your car can fit all the rest of these too though? I still say you should have let the nice delivery crew help you pack these away instead of moving it all yourself. They've always been happy to help me when they bring in my usual shipments, and I've used them for years!"
Considering she was just walking outside, Pocketing the boxes, then waiting until she was 'done loading up her car' before coming back in?
Well, having locals help would kind of ruin the whole point of this subterfuge. "Relax, I'm quite a strong little lady if I do say so myself!"
Jessica flexed her arm and… Oh, right, she actually had noticeable muscles now with the new Body. Like, she was well toned and trained with her ORIGINAL one, sure… But THIS one with enhanced Borg muscles and designed with the assistance of a demoness and a perverted angel?
Her arm had definition by definition!
The grandfather's eyes went wide. "Oh my… Very impressive indeed!"
Might as well go for a larger load this time, after showing off like that. Two arms full instead of one shouldn't look THAT impossible, right? She casually lifted a massive armload of product. "Eugh, there."
Super easy, felt weightless. Although, uhh… "Sorry, could you open the door for me? I don't want to drop anything trying to go through it backwards."
He blinked and quickly nodded, moving to do as mentioned. "Of course, it is the least I could do!"
Eugh, now she'd have to pretend she parked around the back or something so he'd not notice her 'vanishing' all this stuff as soon as she got outside, wouldn't she?
Well, whatever. Still faster than doing this a single armful at a time. "Right, let's do this!"
~~~Pocket System~~~
John blinked at his sister. "You bought the store."
Jessica crossed her arms! "NOPE! I bought all the Duel Monster stuff only!"
Okay, that was fair. "You bought the majority of the stuff in the store."
She nodded. "Yes. Yes I did. Then I convinced them to contact their suppliers and get the weekly shipment brought over early. And I bought most of that too."
He looked at the stacks of boxes, each filled with smaller boxes, each filled with booster packs stuffed with cards. "I only needed like, one sample pack to work with." Or theoretically, a single unopened card.
This seemed a tad excessive.
Jessica grinned! "Ah, but are you SURE about that? What if different Soul Fragments interact with the different booster packs in unknown ways? Plus, the nice grandpa over there made these things out of already opened cards, and I thought you could learn some stuff with more data samples."
True.
Plus most of this money came from some real assholes on this planet, so who cared anyway? "Right, I'm going to start scanning all this stuff. You go over and sit in that awesome chair so Grace can calibrate your Body settings for the newly modified Soul Defense modules. Then we can open up some cards!"
She blinked, glanced to the side… And paled. "...John?"
Hmm? "Yes?"
Jessica pointed. "Why does that look like an electric chair?"
John blinked. "What do you mean?"
They both focused on the metallic throne covered in wires and sensors and… Oh, the skull clamp. "That bit examines your brain so we can be sure nothing goes wrong while we calibrate your new configuration settings to better falsify your Soul signature and stuff. Your Soul isn't like, IN your brain or anything, but watching the Mind does give us useful information to make sure you don't accidentally melt or something."
She held up a finger. "I like not being melted, but that looks like a literal death trap. No, not a trap: It's too obvious. It looks like a death machine."
Huh, really? It had seemed pretty awesome so far. "Which part?"
Jessica pointed.
Oh. "The skull clamp?" Well, that was sort of reasonable. "For the record, it doesn't actually clamp onto your skull or drill into the brain anymore, the new sensors and stuff get the job done easily enough. I mostly kept the older design because it seemed aesthetically pleasing really."
She did not seem amused. "Why does it still HAVE a bone drill then?"
Well doi. "Because the Borg conversion chairs didn't always know how dense the skull would be, and some species resist nanite injections and it was more efficient to just drill in and… You know what, it doesn't matter. Like I said, it's not required."
Ms. Buzzkill The Lame crossed her arms. "How much of ALL of that IS required? The straps and tubes and spikes and the injection port clamps, all that stuff."
John tried not to grumble. "I mean, if you want to be SUPER pedantic, I guess technically I could just have my Pocket scan you now using the existing data feeds connecting your secured self to this Body avatar."
Temptation stepped up like the badass awesome girl that she was! "But wouldn't it be AWESOME to sit in the 'Soul Configulizer' instead? Look at what Master added to it! These bits spin, those sections light up, the fog machine is in the back and most of the robotic limbs have been programmed to…"
Jessica gave all THREE of them an unimpressed look. "Give one good reason."
Grace awkwardly raised a hand. "I ask them to include an automated back massage feature? And the metallic spike stuff is actually heated leather, so it won't actually hurt you to sit on it."
Was she contemplating it? She was, right!?
Heck yeah, the 'Soul Configulizer' throne of awesomeness WAS A GO!
John grinned madly and tried to covertly send Grace a sweet thumbs up! Good job!
Then the whole world had to be a jerk when something popped, the entire chair SPARKED with electricity, black and green smoke oozed out of one of the metallic skulls on the upper left side, and a third of the twitching claw manipulators began to attack each other.
All four of them watched the entire device slowly destroy itself before Temptation slumped a bit. "You were right sister, the secondary empowerment matrix was too overloaded to handle all the extra effects. But the extra pneumatic blades and electric metal spines were just so awesome with the whole aesthetic!"
Grace gently rubbed his back, while moving away from the slowly melting chair of awesomeness. "Don't worry, my Lord… It will be easy enough for us to fix this right up if we adjust the psionic distribution network to…"
Jessica sent the entire thing into the Pocket, marked for recycling. "Nope."
Daw! "I was so sure this one wouldn't break down so quickly…"
Temptation was scowling at the missing chair of doom. "I know, right? It seemed mathematically sound in theory… At least, before I added those last few parts and stuff."
Oh well. "At least we have Grace's backup option."
Jessica jerked back! "Grace! You didn't make one of those monstrosities TOO, did you!?"
His angel puffed up! "Yep! Though… My version got rejected because it wasn't 'cool' enough…"
Temptation growled! "THAT abomination didn't even have an acid fountain! What's the POINT of makinging cool shit while having easily replaceable Bodies if we only design boring junk!"
Grace pouted. "It's NOT boring, it's just safer! Safety is cool too! My Lord, tell her how cool being safe is!"
John didn't know how to address that… Uh. Move on? Yeah. "So like I said: Let's go with Grace's backup option."
His sister seemed LESS than enthused. "You guys are NOT going to get me to sit in any sort of death trap, metal masher, carnage carriage, torture tank…"
Then she went silent as the new chair was placed in the hotel room.
The bright pink, soft squishy version of the 'Soul Configulizer'.
Grace had tried, she really did… Even copied most of the final design schematics to the 'Soul Configulizer' too, even if she ended up altering most of what the thing was made out of and got rid of the vast majority of the features.
Bless her little heart.
He couldn't look into her eyes and even attempt to bad mouth the brightly cushy scanning device. Although… "I still don't know why you added in the seatbelts."
She huffed! "So you won't fall out of it and hurt yourself, silly!"
John glanced at her. "More than one though seems a bit excessive."
Grace pouted! "You let Temptation add extra meat hooks to HERS!"
Jessica interrupted the potential issue by cautiously poked the VERY PINK attempt.
It squeaked.
His sister hesitated… then nodded. "I am willing to give this one a shot."
Temptation groaned as Grace blossomed in joy! "Oh, let me help you get strapped in!"
…Welp, at least ONE of the two chairs got approval. Good enough!
Oh, right: Before he forgot! "Temptation, make sure to start the sample resonance analysis with the LOWEST concentrations first this time! We can always go the boring slow way to tune it in while we calibrate this mess. If we melt Grace's chair, she'll cry."
The demoness huffed, but nodded. "Fine… Hey Sis, let me help too. This should be the last requirement before fully adopting the new Soul security measures, right?"
Heck yeah it does! Almost time to open up some awesome Duel Monster cards! Woo!
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