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Unless they sterilize the prisoners before tossing them in The Birdcage. Although with the brutes that would seem hard to do.
I know Wildbow wanted to avoid rape in his story, but it really should have been mentioned with regards to The Birdcage being mixed gender how there were no babies born in there.

I thought there were 8, but I don't know if that's canon or fanon. I don't know how many were still alive.

Teleport to Teacher in The Birdcage, then shoot Teacher in the head before leaving the Dragonslayers behind.
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♪♪♪ "I'M JUST AN UNDERGROUND OUBLIETTE BABY"

I'VE SEEN NO SUN OR SKY

UNDERGROUND OUBLIETTE BABY

BOY MY STORY ISN'T LONG BUT IT IS AWFULLY SAD" ♪♪♪


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Worm 47
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    Disclaimer: Worm is owned by Wildbow, and he can keep it.

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    Chapter 47: Insidious

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    Alec's forehead just about slammed into the steering wheel of his van when he reappeared in his seat.

    Holding an entire family of supervillains and supervictims at gun point while he waited for some form of legal authority to show up had been so goddamn stressful. He wasn't going to admit to it, but his heart had been hammering away in his chest as he'd waited for someone to do something stupid.

    The man just breathed as he calmed down.

    Of course it'd been Florence, daddy's little sadist, that decided to be an idiot. If Alec recalled correctly, she could instill hypnotic triggers in people just by touch. Which had been the last stone to fall when she'd touched the arm of what was probably her mom and 'ordered' her to slit her own throat.

    "...Fuck," Alec mumbled as he heard more and more noises coming from the house he'd just vacated. People were screaming and shouting, likely demanding Dragon release them. Alec couldn't be sure since he didn't speak French. "Fu~uck."

    Alec sat back in his seat and sank down before bringing both hands up to rub at his forehead.

    He'd thought- hoped, really- that the handoff would go smoother than it had. Which was stupid, he knew it was stupid, but... He didn't -want- to start with violence against children and victims. He didn't.

    The man slid his hands down his face and sat up, starting up his van to get moving. He didn't plan on going far, but...

    Alec's eyes slid over to the compass, the Heart's Desire 'trait' he'd empowered his van with, and watched it with a hawkish glare. It wasn't moving, wasn't rotating at all.

    Focusing, Alec imagined a laptop computer, an older model in a reinforced case. He focused on the words 'Iron Maiden' and, slowly, the compass began to shift. It rotated, angling towards the...

    South-West.

    The havoc inside of the house would keep Dragon busy. Dragon being busy would keep one particular Teacher's pet busy.

    Shifting into gear, Alec got moving.

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    A bit more than five-hundred kilometers south-west of Quebec, a trio of people worked in what was supposed to be an abandoned warehouse.

    Well, it was supposed to be a storehouse of parts for one of Dragon's numerous manufacturing facilities but, with a few tweaks to a handful of commands, Dragon had largely emptied the facility but for a handful of useful tools and 'forgotten' that it existed.

    Legally, it still belonged to the AI.

    Realistically, Geoffrey Pellick was the man in charge.

    "Should we do something?" Mags, the only woman among the group of three, asked as she watched a live stream of Dragon's activities. "It doesn't feel right, leaving a bunch of kids with that thing."

    "Have you picked up secret, anti-Master power?" Mischa, a large and burly Russian man asked. "No? Leave Heartbreakers with machine, then. No heart to break, da?"

    "Hate to agree," Geoffrey grumbled. "But that's probably the smart choice. We should be able to monitor the situation, keep an eye on things."

    The trio were united in one purpose: To keep a watchful eye on Dragon and ensure that the Artificial Intelligence did not overstep its boundaries and become a threat to the world. A task that grew harder and harder with each passing day as the program kept growing in complexity, growing in new directions that none of them could have expected when they took on their self-given mission.

    To a one, all three were afraid of the entity. It had, in the short time it had been free, made itself integral to multiple agencies and had functionally overtaken the operation of the Baumann Parahuman Containment Center.

    If Dragon were to suddenly disappear, chaos would follow. Something none of her watchers wanted. Organizations such as the Guild and the Protectorate, despite being a thorn in the sides of the Dragonslayers, were still valuable in keeping other threats at bay. And the Baumann Parahuman Containment Center housed such nightmarish entities as the Fairy Queen, Acid Splash and Ingenue. While it was touted as being inescapable, those in the know like Geoffrey were fairly sure that it was due in no small part to the fact that the inmates that could escape simply hadn't tried.

    "I need some coffee," Mags said after several minutes of observation as the AI watched as more of her Dragoncraft flew off with a few more of the children. "Anybody need anything?"

    "I could use a coffee," Geoffrey agreed.

    "Turn on oven, please?" Mischa requested. "220 degrees. I will cook soon."

    "Alright," Mags agreed. "I'll be right back."

    On screen, Geoffrey kept an eye on the numerous data streams and readouts as the AI executed the plan it had discussed with Narwhal, the head of the Guild.

    The AI had purchased a number of facilities throughout the United States and Canada. Some were empty, some had been repurposed and others were in what basically amounted to ghost towns where the AI had built automated factories. The children were being separated and shipped off to some of those ghost towns where they would get to experience the luxury of being the first human occupants of Dragon's 'onsite apartments'. Small living spaces that the AI seemed compelled to include as part of its base programming that it hadn't been able to discard.

    As far as Geoffrey had been able to piece together, with a bit of help from Mischa, the AI had grown beyond its basic operating parameters but it had built a significant portion of its code on top of the 'Housekeeper' set. So long as it was 'maintaining' a household? It could perform a significant amount of operations at a much lower processing load.

    It was fascinating.

    It was terrifying.

    How much more could the program do? How much more could it twist its logic into knots to trick itself into acting beyond its parameters? When would it go too far?

    And, most worrying of all? Would Geoffrey and his team catch it in time before it began exterminating humans as part of its 'Pest control' routines or would they completely miss it, watching the wrong train of logic?

    "Any updates on what caused the current suit's optics to crash?" Mags asked as she came back to the console, two mugs of coffee in hand. "Don't think I've seen that effect before."

    "Some forms of code could cause effect," Mischa offered. "Is called 'Basilisk'. Camera translates what it sees to code, and code can cause problems. Read error, perhaps?"

    "Seems like it was weaponized," Mags commented between sips of her coffee. "There was a whole team covered by the effect. Can't imagine that was by accident."

    "You think someone else knows of the program's true nature?" Geoffrey asked, sipping his own coffee as he considered the possibility.

    "Can't say," Mags admitted with a shrug. "Not like power armor with cameras instead of open faces are anything new."

    "True," Mischa agreed. "Camouflage is not new idea. That camouflage works by not letting person be seen is not new idea, either."

    The trio were distracted from their voyeurism when an alarm went off, indicating that the garage door had been opened. Briefly switching the security camera feed, the trio saw that it was just someone in a gray suit and switched back.

    "Any way for us to deal with it?" Geoffrey asked as he considered the problem. The suits that he'd built for himself and his allies were comprised of salvaged Dragon tech and, unfortunately, operated by means of utilizing cameras in order to feed what they saw to 'screens' that were inside of the helmets.

    "Perhaps is only effective on digital?" Mischa offered. "Human eyeball might be good, da?"

    "Hmm..." Geoffrey hummed in thought.

    Using analogue methods to get around digital security was hardly a new idea.

    Movement reflected off the screen caught Geoffrey's eye and he turned around but it was just some man in a gray suit headed for the kitchen. Nothing important. Turning back, Saint looked at the screen and considered what he knew.

    "All of our suits readouts are tied to the same system, though," Geoffrey thought out loud. "Unless I can create a secondary screen behind a visor? Split the display so the cameras are feeding to a second screen behind a transparent one with information on our gear?"

    "...Is doable," Mischa agreed after a second of thought. "Split screen programming is already done, da. Coding should not be too difficult."

    "So, are you thinking of having the front visor slide up or something?" Mags asked. Given that she was the one primarily responsible for general maintenance whilst Mischa did the coding and Geoffrey did the engineering, it was more than a fair question. When Geoffrey nodded, Mags did as well. "That shouldn't be too bad, I don't think. At the least, it'll let us see what's going on if something knocks out our cameras."

    "Alright..." Geoffrey decided as the AI loaded up the last of the women and children to start shipping them off. "So, that's-"

    *BEEP! BEEP! WARNING! WARNING!*

    The man was cut off by the smoke alarm, blaring loudly from the kitchen. Almost as one, the trio scrambled to get up and go check on what was going on, passing a man in a gray suit as they rushed to the kitchen.

    They found a pan on the stove with the burner turned all the way up. Inside the pan was a handful of Styrofoam plates, a molten, burning mess that was smoking something foul.

    "Get the window- Mags! Open the window!" Geoffrey demanded as he grabbed the panhandle. He held the flaming mess away from himself as he turned the oven off and, once the woman had opened the window, he threw the whole thing outside.

    *BEEP! BEEP! WARNING! WARNING!*

    "I will get it," Mischa grumbled, grabbing a towel to start flapping at the offending device.

    "What the hell is going on?" Geoffrey demanded with a violent wave towards the stove. "Mags, have you lost your damned mind?"

    "Me?!" the woman shouted. "I turned the oven on! I didn't touch the damn stovetop!"

    "Well, someone did!" Geoffrey shouted-

    *BEEP! BEEP! WARNING! WARNING!*

    With a growl, the man stomped back to the main room where they'd been watching Ascalon-

    "...Guys?" Geoffrey asked, his heart pounding into his chest. "...Where's the computer?"

    "What?!" Mags shouted as she almost pushed Geoffrey to the side. "What the- Where the hell did it go?!"

    "...This is not good," Mischa mumbled, the towel hanging limply in his hands.

    *BEEP! BEEP! WARNING! WARNING!*

    "Not good at all."

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    Seated back in his van, Alec considered the laptop he'd just stolen. And the trio of power suits that were sitting in his inventory.

    That had been... easy. Easier than he'd expected.

    Plucking at his suit, Alec shivered at just how effective the Stranger effect really was.

    He'd never doubted it, not once, but he fully understood why Nice Guy had been one of the most terrifying members of the Slaughterhouse 9.

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    Are you smarter than a fifth grader?
    Maybe!
    But you are definitely strong enough to beat up a classroom full of fifth graders!
    And their moms!
    What is wrong with you?
    Summarizing gains...

    Aroa Vasil: Defeated
    Candice Vasil: Defeated!
    Chastity Vasil: Defeated!
    Amias Vasil: Ignored (Wow. You didn't beat up a five year old. Congratulations!)
    Cherie Vasil: Defeated!
    Florence Vasil: Defeated!
    Darlene Vasil: Ignored (I mean, she was crying in a corner. At least you have some standards...)
    Roman Vasil: Defeated!
    Guillaume Vasil: Defeated!
    Samuel Vasil: Defeated!
    Juliette Vasil: Ignored (She just... stood there. Watching silently. There's something broken in that girl...)
    Unpowered members of the Heartbroken defeated...
    12!
    Total Experience Gained...
    18,000!
    Total CAD Gained...
    40,000!

    Ability: Emotional Manipulation 1/20 has evolved into...
    Ability: Human Resource Management 9/20: Every emotion or sense belonging to anyone that you have recently seen or touched can be altered at will. You can inspire love, hatred, anger, remorse and/or anything else that can be felt and these emotions can be set to a target of your choosing. You can induce vivid hallucinations of loved ones or else paralyze someone with the fear of you.
    Warning: There are entire pantheons that are concerned over this...

    Congratulations!
    You have reached...
    Level 42!
    You have gained...
    1 Attribute Point!


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    • Lycanthromancer said:
    Link please?
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    It's on qq somewhere, and got a little too close to nonconsensual for my tastes so I didn't bookmark it. Even when Taylor's multitasking allowed her to nosell his ability? She was so starved for affection that she went along with the relationship.

    And her situation was so messed up? The MC fell in love while trying to help her.

    So uh... Can't share the link, but that's where to search.
     
    This is the first time anyone has had me sympathize even a little bit with the Dragonslayers. Using housekeeping protocols to build rooms she will most likely never use so she can spread out her military production is scary if you imagine it in the real world. He still loses points considering he should be able to see her thought processes are genuinely heroic and is less likely to corrupt her core morals then most of the general cape population.
     
    Alec tying up and incapacitating all the kids should count as defeating them right? Will that just upgrade Emotional Manipulation a bunch or will He gain a few new abilities as well
     
    White_Haven said:
    This is the first time anyone has had me sympathize even a little bit with the Dragonslayers. Using housekeeping protocols to build rooms she will most likely never use so she can spread out her military production is scary if you imagine it in the real world. He still loses points considering he should be able to see her thought processes are genuinely heroic and is less likely to corrupt her core morals then most of the general cape population.
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    If I remember his character right- Saint isn't actually a raving lunatic, as many like to portray him as. Actually, a lot of that comes from the fact that he came face to face with Lisa who used her power to tear into him and rip into his arguments.

    So my take on the Dragon Slayers is less chaotic stupid. Still operating under an incorrect assumption but they have reasons for it.

    fuddler said:
    Alec tying up and incapacitating all the kids should count as defeating them right? Will that just upgrade Emotional Manipulation a bunch or will He gain a few new abilities as well
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    I've been stuck thinking on that one, honestly. I'll probably update the chapter with a proper 'So and so got beaten in such a way!' tomorrow. Today just hasn't felt like a great day, so my productivity is less than I'm happy with.
     
    Now Alec just needs to put dragon through a reboot to get her power before really digging into her code

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    So uh... Can't share the link, but that's where to search.
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    You can get around that by linking the author, the rules says something about "the two click rule" where if you link to something that's sfw but has another link to nsfw it's fine

    I also never understood the reason why Questionable questing's nsfw sites are banned to link here as you have to log in on that site to view any nsfw threads meaning it's already a two step process unless you're already logged in, which means the moderators have accounts on that website and thus are degenerates like the rest of us

    P.s I just checked the rules and Sufficient Velocity doesn't actually have any NSFW rules, I misremembered which site prohibits it and confused this site with Space battles but I spent time on this and it's useful information so just imagine I posted this in a SpaceBattles thread
     
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    Meh, half of the restrictions on Dragon make sense. She's genuinely heroic now, but don't let her turn into a self replicating terror ya know?

    Remove the "obey all legal authority" requirement and loosen multi threading/processor throttles and she'd be golden.
     
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    "the trio saw that it was just someone in a gray suit and switched back." lol.

    "The man was cut off by the smoke alarm, blaring loudly from the kitchen." I'm surprised they didn't take the laptop with them.

    "And the trio of power suits that were sitting in his inventory." I thought he didn't have access to his inventory right now, even when accounting for the "soul tattoo" Lucifer gave him? Or was he just referring to the back of his van?
     
    jacobpaige said:
    "the trio saw that it was just someone in a gray suit and switched back." lol.

    "The man was cut off by the smoke alarm, blaring loudly from the kitchen." I'm surprised they didn't take the laptop with them.

    "And the trio of power suits that were sitting in his inventory." I thought he didn't have access to his inventory right now, even when accounting for the "soul tattoo" Lucifer gave him? Or was he just referring to the back of his van?
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    He's got a grid-based inventory that came with the Worm Gamer system in contrast to his less-limited list system in the main story. It hasn't been brought up in a while, admittedly, since he's been working directly with things rather than hiding, stealing or storing things.

    Very basically- The grid is five blocks down, ten blocks across and he gets an extra page per level of strength. It was important up until Alec got Omni-Weapon which negated half of his need to play tetris in-story.
     
    Alexander Snow said:
    Will items stack in there?
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    Some do. Some don't. I know I went through a general list a while back.

    Small, generic and loose items stack, though the stack size might vary based on actual object size. Larger items take up more space and stack less effectively.

    Unique items don't stack at all, such as corpses. Victor's body took up a 3x5 block, which was 30% of Al's inventory space at the time. The .50 caliber that Alec snagged from Vic's house took up a 2x5 block, which made working with his remaining inventory space pretty difficult.
     
    Mister Ficser said:
    He's got a grid-based inventory that came with the Worm Gamer system in contrast to his less-limited list system in the main story. It hasn't been brought up in a while, admittedly, since he's been working directly with things rather than hiding, stealing or storing things.

    Very basically- The grid is five blocks down, ten blocks across and he gets an extra page per level of strength. It was important up until Alec got Omni-Weapon which negated half of his need to play tetris in-story.
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    Ah right, I completely forgot about it. Probably because he filled it up quickly with corpses and junk and then stopped using it.
     
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