One of the advantages of being a government funded organization is that we don't have to worry about our finances so much. And several other very nice benefits of being a government program.
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- Three feet to the left
- Pronouns
- He/They
See if he'll do a picture of the Valiant, or some kaiju!
Erika at least knows about Ichiro, so it's possible that one is already out of the bag or soon will be.By the way. We didn't reveal the whole AI pilots thing didn't we.
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Time to introduce a third!
...though I think we'll want the Valiant team to have a Treasurer/Secretary/not!AllMind to help out with their finances? At least I think MMI should help with Erika and the Valiant but otherwise I think they need someone handling their contracts which they gain money from until they're back by the government: something which might not happen if I'm reading the not!Big Boss personality of wanting to be independent.
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- USA
Just remember - you get to provide the technologies, but it's up to Mander, Dinym and the MSS to decide how they're actually employed.
You'll all get to see how they make use of it and how they develop independently as the turns progress - though you are certainly free to provide ideas and advice to them on how they might be best employed in their circumstances!
Beginning work on the next post. Maybe this time a month won't take a whole year!
You'll all get to see how they make use of it and how they develop independently as the turns progress - though you are certainly free to provide ideas and advice to them on how they might be best employed in their circumstances!
Beginning work on the next post. Maybe this time a month won't take a whole year!
- Location
- west
I think an AI based on DR. Ignatov would be fun.
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- USA
- Location
- USA
So I'm working on the interlude owed to you all about Galbinus's reaction to the news that Adrianna brought him.
In the meantime, however, I'd like some clarity on the previous vote (which it has been a hot enough since we went over it):
-- Dr. Maximiliane Brand
-- SCAI-01 'Ivana'
--- Experimentation - K-Lung 'Supercharge' Fuel
---- Try to see how it works when Combine with with Arc Blade/Cannon Tech to upgrade our Arc Weapons.
--- Pterawing-class Wing Sample
--- Effects on Constructing a Seeker Robot with it Particularly the Seeker Super Robot Core
Can anyone clarify what you all were aiming to do with this?
In the meantime, however, I'd like some clarity on the previous vote (which it has been a hot enough since we went over it):
-- Dr. Maximiliane Brand
-- SCAI-01 'Ivana'
--- Experimentation - K-Lung 'Supercharge' Fuel
---- Try to see how it works when Combine with with Arc Blade/Cannon Tech to upgrade our Arc Weapons.
--- Pterawing-class Wing Sample
--- Effects on Constructing a Seeker Robot with it Particularly the Seeker Super Robot Core
Can anyone clarify what you all were aiming to do with this?
Hm, for the second one I think we were just trying to see if there was any ways to use the wing sample to enhance the seeker or for use in a flying machine,
The first was also seeing if we could use the K-Lung as a method to empower all our electrical weapons unlocking a special move or something. Maybe something the lines of unlocking a lightning breath gun using the old shock cannon or something.
It's been a while so that might not be right
The first was also seeing if we could use the K-Lung as a method to empower all our electrical weapons unlocking a special move or something. Maybe something the lines of unlocking a lightning breath gun using the old shock cannon or something.
It's been a while so that might not be right
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I don't remember much of that discussion since I wasn't part of the planning for that but I do remember some stuff.
The Supercharge fuel is one of the steps toward upgrading the Arc Blade/Cannon into several options IIRC, including my Wave motion gun/MoonStone Cannon superweapon for my Space Battleship plan.
Pretty sure the Pterawing sample is one of the steps toward getting a flying type Seeker Super Robot which will be one of the components of the greater Megazord/Voltron expy.
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So this question caused me to do... a fair bit of re-reading and uh...
Did we ever actually have this discussion with Galbinus? Can't seem to find it if so and I suspect it might be quite amusing if it happens before a certain visitor inspects developments in person.
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- USA
That helps, thanks!
Additionally, I would also ask if you all had something specific for Max to focus on, as it just skips straight to Ivanna - otherwise, dealer's choice!
Nope, you haven't just yet!
Additionally, I would also ask if you all had something specific for Max to focus on, as it just skips straight to Ivanna - otherwise, dealer's choice!
Nope, you haven't just yet!
Yeh cause it needed an action from Sam and Max
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Also as the one who made the plan
K-Lung
-I wanted to experiemnt if using the Lungs could make Arc Weapons more powerful in term of helping the Electrictiy in the weapons reach higher levels and maybe see if like with Elemental Pilebunker it can switch between Fire and Lightning.
Pterawing
-Analysis showed the Wings needed to added from the start of construction if we wanted it to have an Effect. So I wanted to test what effects id have on a Seeker especially for the SR core the Duo are building.
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- Location
- Singapore
- Location
- USA
To this day, the naming choices (and theme choices for that matter) that made sense to Takara for the Japan continuity still makes us tilt our heads.
Though as the video above shows, the originals are not immune to questionable naming choices by any means.
Interlude - Well this is awkward...
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- USA
"...Sasaki. I'd like to have a word with Galbinus before we initiate operations. I think he should probably know about this..."
"Of course, sir. We can send Adrianna to convey the message."
"It'll be a cinch, boss! I'm sure they're not too busy right now!"
The alarm klaxons blared loudly in the enclave. "Legion ready crew, report to stations." Herald's dispassionate, monotone voice boomed across sensors, the sound seemingly shaking along the surfaces of the purple walls and flooring rather than through the air like traditional sound. "This is a priority alert. Legion ready crew, report to stations. This is a priority alert-"
The alarms were soon joined by the swearing voices of mechs roused from their downtime cycles, some far more cohesive than others. The ungainly black-clad bulk of Nailhead stumbled out of his massive berth, tripping over the ledge and falling flat faced with a shuddering impact. The floor continued to shake and groan from the additional impacts of his massive fists slamming onto the floor as he forced himself back up to his feet – only for him to slam his head against the ceiling. "Ow!"
"Cmoncmoncmonwegottogogogogogo-!" A silver and grey sequence of moving still-shots was already dashing through the halls. The kinetic module was already warming up, the circular drive inside of the manic mech's back spinning faster and faster. Nailhead soon found that his trusty rivet hammer was already propped up next to his berth along with an energy shard, as Breakneck was already up and ahead of everymech else as per usual.
"Thanks, kid." An arm had held up an empty palm, only for the silvery brush of air to pass by, and an ancient long rifle lovingly maintained through constant laser scrubbing as his hand gripped firmly on the stock. The dull red weathered form of Tracker, with the provided shard clenched between his teeth, shouldered the long rifle and pulled back the charger handle with slow, practiced ease, making sure the chamber was empty before releasing, and then racking the lever forward with a satisfying clack. "Alright, you sparkheads! Galbinus needs us! And the Legion's damned well gonna answer!"
"…that might be a bit awkward right now."
Adrianna's eyes twitched slightly, even as a bright smile was plastered across her avatar's face. "Why's that?"
Delphi's avatar buzzed slightly. She seemed to have taken a page from Herald's refusal to take on a Configuration – she still remained as a featureless circle that shifted colors slightly. Adrianna had always found that a bit weird, but she never said anything about it either – honestly, it was her choice to take on a more fanciful form or not.
"The Free Brothers just made a rather sizable incursion." The Oracle Matrix transferred a feed showing live footage, along with geographic data tucked away in the corner. "Something just prompted a pretty sizable incursion against a communications tower of all things."
"Why do you suppose that is?" Well, Adrianna had a pretty good idea why – she found the big space box thing after all! – but she wanted to know if Delphi or the Legion had already caught on.
"Unknown." Well, nevermind. "But they almost never move in with this much force. Highway, Throughput, Smelter, Quarry, Cross…even Rangefinder is on the field leading. But there's no significant energy source in the area, that tower is only rated for burst transmissions…"
"Well…" Delphi's avatar turned to face Adrianna's as a sheepish grin crossed her face, both of her fingertips poking against their opposing hand's digits. "…we detected something on long range scanners and we wanted to talk to Galbinus about it…?"
"Adri." Adrianna's sheepish grin widened as she heard the familiar tone of someone who recognized Adrianna was making their day much more complicated. "What did you find?"
"Funny story, that! You see, what happened was…"
The glass framing the outside portcullises of the human buildings shuddered a moment before impact. Galbinus could detect it – the microcycles between the point of impact, and the moment the vibrations rippled through them.
Said moment later, as his massive form landed into the embattled zone, he could feel his feet – incredibly massive compared to the scale the humans built to suit their smaller forms – slam into the reinforced and refined igneous liquistone, before raw weight and kinetic trauma ripped through, leaving giant gouges where he stood. As his right fist collided with that of Throughput's faceplate, the millions of vibrations that rippled outwards from the kinetic strike struck the surrounding buildings, and tore directly into the structural integrity of the 'windows' – and glass exploded outwards, thousands upon thousands of glittering shrapnel catching the light of Solaris's primary star as physical force and gravity forced Throughput down onto the concrete pavement, creating a Kaus-shaped crater as the ground shook with even more structure-shaking force.
Without pausing, with his cannon forearm leading, Galbinus swung his left arm in a wide arc, as if he were making to attack something or someone. There was no one there – and yet a moment later, reality seemed to shudder and crack in a concentrated space where he felt something impact against the swung cannon. The blue and red form of Highway ragdolled into multiple impacts along the ground as the young mech's speed literally ran ahead of his decision-making processes.
Yet the next moment, Galbinus pivoted on his foot, slamming his free leg onto Throughput's prone form as he readied the energy cannon mounted on his forearm. The air was already starting to shimmer and waver from the stress of the Constable-class baton blaster that had become his primary method of attempted law enforcement on this planet. A moment later, his arm recoiled backwards, his elbow bending backwards the absorb the impact as a condensed ball of energy tore across the battlefield, the air screeching as if horrified by the application of physics on display.
Galbinus was already striding forward, his foot driving Throughput's faceplate even deeper into the rubble as he stepped off. The distant building closer to the communications tower momentarily disappeared in a flash of light, followed by an explosion of dust and debris as Quarry's body unceremoniously somersaulted from his sniping position.
"Rangefinder!" he called out, a slight halo of energy still shimmering slightly around the barrel of his weapon. "Enough of this! Cease and desist immediately!"
"Not a fat chance, law-mech." Galbinus only had a moment to turn before the wall next to him erupted, pelting his own faceplate with debris impacts and forcing him to raise his arms up to guard.
Which left his legs open as an enormous green vehicle slammed into his knees, sending him tumbling over the vehicle and forcing him to Reconfigure into the armored combat vehicle Devin's engineers had provided. Rangefinder's large, bulky form appeared to be that of some sort of treaded self-propelled artillery cannon, its unwieldy gun attempting to swing around with its limited traverse. Galbinus's blaster, now the main weapon of the armored vehicle, fired a snap shot directly beneath Rangefinder's treads.
The impact sent Rangefinder spinning about, forcing him to Reconfigure as well and giving Galbinus time to do so in turn. "Wasn't expectin' you to find us so quickly," Tyrannous's Second grunted. Two massive metal manipulators slammed together knuckles-first, as the gun slid solidly over his left shoulder, a round already slotting inside the chamber. "Not that I'm gonna let ya stop us. Tyrannous's got plans."
"He always does," Galbinus growled. "I'll find out what they are, even if I have to beat them out of you!"
"Don't threaten a mech with a good time. Show me what ya got!"
"So…was this a bad time to ask?"
Galbinus stared back at the sheepish looking Oracle Matrix scratching the back of her head as the firefight around them intensified. He barely noticed the blastwave billowing around them, or how Hotwire's hardlight barrier cut it off abruptly.
"Um…you…okay in there?"
"Adri." Delphi's avatar appeared beside Galbinus's head as two digits rose to pinch the bridge of his nose, his optics dimming as he held off what the humans might call a 'head ache.' "This might have been an awkward time for it, yeah."
Galbinu sighed. "It would explain why the Free Brothers seemed so interested in that communications tower."
All of them were standing at the base of the communications tower that Rangefinder's crew had seemed so deadset on before just moments before. Much of the tower was forged from steel and layered in pylon-like structures criss-crossing each other – there were some gouges in the structure, but it was still standing strong enough to support the massive dish apparatus at the top.
"We would not even have known they were making such an attempt if you hadn't already been sharing your data with us," Galbinus mused. "And now a Mekaen vessel on approach? Here? Now?"
Off in the distance, the Free Brothers were engaged in a fighting retreat. Breaker's laughter cut through the distance, seemingly uncaring of all of the damage being leveled against him as he closed again and again to land just one more strike on whomever he could get hold of, before going for one more regardless. Tracker's voice snapped across the communications channels, with Nailhead loudly complaining all the way as Breakneck's form sped through the rubble, trying to find any human survivors to extract them to safety if he could.
"How would they know to come here?" Adrianna asked. "Does anyone know you're here?"
"Not specifically," Galbinus continued to process. "All Inspectors have a tracking beacon – mine has been broadcasting and attempting to reconnect with the wider Dominion for some time now, but any vessel would have had to manually search for some time unless they already knew Earth's location…" His optic narrowed at the still-image – he would have to get his other optic fixed, as cracked and flickering as it was – but for now he could ignore it. "And the Dominion hardly sends just one vessel. That won't hold more than five or so Kaus, unless they were looking to simply extract our processors…"
…wait.
"…this is law enforcement." It finally dawned on him. "And that narrows down who that could be, at least a little bit…" His optic then looked up at the communications tower. "…Adrianna. Would it cause any difficulties if we were to make use of this?"
"Uh…I don't…think so?" The young Oracle Matrix seemed a little uncertain. "What are you using it for, Galbinus?"
"Easy, Adri," Delphi replied. "We're going to directly ask who is on there."
"…uh." Prow's optics blinked as the Defiant's terminals began to initiate an alert.
"'Uh?'" Quantum turned to stare at him dourly. "Please, a little more substance to your navigation reports, Prow?"
"We're getting…a communications request from the surface of Solaris-3."
"…what?"
"Yeah, that's what I'm saying. And it even has ident codes."
"What's going on?" Both Kaus turned around as best they could in the Defiant's cramped bridge space. Percivax was hunched over, his larger purple frame struggling to squeeze in as he looked at the both of them.
"We, ah-" It was clearly Quantum's turn to lack eloquence, Prow noted slightly smugly.
"-we're getting hailed from Solaris-3, sir," Prow finished.
"What!?" Prow immediately brought the alert notification to the main screen to head off any cries of 'that's impossible!' from his boss. "And that's-"
"Ident codes confirmed," Victoria said slowly, the incredulity in her voice evident. "And-"
Immediately, a circular image appeared, appearing somewhat incoherent as it materialized on screen. "-ot sure if I'm doing this right? Hotwire, are you sure-?"
"For the last time, Delphi, I'm sure!" Prow's optics flashed in astonishment. There was no mistaking that voice for anything but Kaus. "They're definitely receiving, and if they haven't already said anything they're all slack-jawed and looking like crocillators or whatever those weird lizard swamp things are!"
"Um, if you say so-?"
"Unidentified Oracle Matrix, this is Victoria of the MDS Defiant. Identify yourself." Victoria had found her runtime processes again, and was desperately trying to regain some semblance of normality.
"Oh-? Oh, hello, miss Victoria!" Whatever response any of them were expecting, Prow was sure this wasn't it. "My name is Delphi, and I'm the acting Oracle Matrix for Legio-Galbinus! It's so lovely to meet you all!"
Behind him, Prow could sense Percivax placing a hand onto his forehead. They weren't even in orbit yet, and he was already certain this was going to be a long assignment...
"Of course, sir. We can send Adrianna to convey the message."
"It'll be a cinch, boss! I'm sure they're not too busy right now!"
The alarm klaxons blared loudly in the enclave. "Legion ready crew, report to stations." Herald's dispassionate, monotone voice boomed across sensors, the sound seemingly shaking along the surfaces of the purple walls and flooring rather than through the air like traditional sound. "This is a priority alert. Legion ready crew, report to stations. This is a priority alert-"
The alarms were soon joined by the swearing voices of mechs roused from their downtime cycles, some far more cohesive than others. The ungainly black-clad bulk of Nailhead stumbled out of his massive berth, tripping over the ledge and falling flat faced with a shuddering impact. The floor continued to shake and groan from the additional impacts of his massive fists slamming onto the floor as he forced himself back up to his feet – only for him to slam his head against the ceiling. "Ow!"
"Cmoncmoncmonwegottogogogogogo-!" A silver and grey sequence of moving still-shots was already dashing through the halls. The kinetic module was already warming up, the circular drive inside of the manic mech's back spinning faster and faster. Nailhead soon found that his trusty rivet hammer was already propped up next to his berth along with an energy shard, as Breakneck was already up and ahead of everymech else as per usual.
"Thanks, kid." An arm had held up an empty palm, only for the silvery brush of air to pass by, and an ancient long rifle lovingly maintained through constant laser scrubbing as his hand gripped firmly on the stock. The dull red weathered form of Tracker, with the provided shard clenched between his teeth, shouldered the long rifle and pulled back the charger handle with slow, practiced ease, making sure the chamber was empty before releasing, and then racking the lever forward with a satisfying clack. "Alright, you sparkheads! Galbinus needs us! And the Legion's damned well gonna answer!"
"…that might be a bit awkward right now."
Adrianna's eyes twitched slightly, even as a bright smile was plastered across her avatar's face. "Why's that?"
Delphi's avatar buzzed slightly. She seemed to have taken a page from Herald's refusal to take on a Configuration – she still remained as a featureless circle that shifted colors slightly. Adrianna had always found that a bit weird, but she never said anything about it either – honestly, it was her choice to take on a more fanciful form or not.
"The Free Brothers just made a rather sizable incursion." The Oracle Matrix transferred a feed showing live footage, along with geographic data tucked away in the corner. "Something just prompted a pretty sizable incursion against a communications tower of all things."
"Why do you suppose that is?" Well, Adrianna had a pretty good idea why – she found the big space box thing after all! – but she wanted to know if Delphi or the Legion had already caught on.
"Unknown." Well, nevermind. "But they almost never move in with this much force. Highway, Throughput, Smelter, Quarry, Cross…even Rangefinder is on the field leading. But there's no significant energy source in the area, that tower is only rated for burst transmissions…"
"Well…" Delphi's avatar turned to face Adrianna's as a sheepish grin crossed her face, both of her fingertips poking against their opposing hand's digits. "…we detected something on long range scanners and we wanted to talk to Galbinus about it…?"
"Adri." Adrianna's sheepish grin widened as she heard the familiar tone of someone who recognized Adrianna was making their day much more complicated. "What did you find?"
"Funny story, that! You see, what happened was…"
The glass framing the outside portcullises of the human buildings shuddered a moment before impact. Galbinus could detect it – the microcycles between the point of impact, and the moment the vibrations rippled through them.
Said moment later, as his massive form landed into the embattled zone, he could feel his feet – incredibly massive compared to the scale the humans built to suit their smaller forms – slam into the reinforced and refined igneous liquistone, before raw weight and kinetic trauma ripped through, leaving giant gouges where he stood. As his right fist collided with that of Throughput's faceplate, the millions of vibrations that rippled outwards from the kinetic strike struck the surrounding buildings, and tore directly into the structural integrity of the 'windows' – and glass exploded outwards, thousands upon thousands of glittering shrapnel catching the light of Solaris's primary star as physical force and gravity forced Throughput down onto the concrete pavement, creating a Kaus-shaped crater as the ground shook with even more structure-shaking force.
Without pausing, with his cannon forearm leading, Galbinus swung his left arm in a wide arc, as if he were making to attack something or someone. There was no one there – and yet a moment later, reality seemed to shudder and crack in a concentrated space where he felt something impact against the swung cannon. The blue and red form of Highway ragdolled into multiple impacts along the ground as the young mech's speed literally ran ahead of his decision-making processes.
Yet the next moment, Galbinus pivoted on his foot, slamming his free leg onto Throughput's prone form as he readied the energy cannon mounted on his forearm. The air was already starting to shimmer and waver from the stress of the Constable-class baton blaster that had become his primary method of attempted law enforcement on this planet. A moment later, his arm recoiled backwards, his elbow bending backwards the absorb the impact as a condensed ball of energy tore across the battlefield, the air screeching as if horrified by the application of physics on display.
Galbinus was already striding forward, his foot driving Throughput's faceplate even deeper into the rubble as he stepped off. The distant building closer to the communications tower momentarily disappeared in a flash of light, followed by an explosion of dust and debris as Quarry's body unceremoniously somersaulted from his sniping position.
"Rangefinder!" he called out, a slight halo of energy still shimmering slightly around the barrel of his weapon. "Enough of this! Cease and desist immediately!"
"Not a fat chance, law-mech." Galbinus only had a moment to turn before the wall next to him erupted, pelting his own faceplate with debris impacts and forcing him to raise his arms up to guard.
Which left his legs open as an enormous green vehicle slammed into his knees, sending him tumbling over the vehicle and forcing him to Reconfigure into the armored combat vehicle Devin's engineers had provided. Rangefinder's large, bulky form appeared to be that of some sort of treaded self-propelled artillery cannon, its unwieldy gun attempting to swing around with its limited traverse. Galbinus's blaster, now the main weapon of the armored vehicle, fired a snap shot directly beneath Rangefinder's treads.
The impact sent Rangefinder spinning about, forcing him to Reconfigure as well and giving Galbinus time to do so in turn. "Wasn't expectin' you to find us so quickly," Tyrannous's Second grunted. Two massive metal manipulators slammed together knuckles-first, as the gun slid solidly over his left shoulder, a round already slotting inside the chamber. "Not that I'm gonna let ya stop us. Tyrannous's got plans."
"He always does," Galbinus growled. "I'll find out what they are, even if I have to beat them out of you!"
"Don't threaten a mech with a good time. Show me what ya got!"
"So…was this a bad time to ask?"
Galbinus stared back at the sheepish looking Oracle Matrix scratching the back of her head as the firefight around them intensified. He barely noticed the blastwave billowing around them, or how Hotwire's hardlight barrier cut it off abruptly.
"Um…you…okay in there?"
"Adri." Delphi's avatar appeared beside Galbinus's head as two digits rose to pinch the bridge of his nose, his optics dimming as he held off what the humans might call a 'head ache.' "This might have been an awkward time for it, yeah."
Galbinu sighed. "It would explain why the Free Brothers seemed so interested in that communications tower."
All of them were standing at the base of the communications tower that Rangefinder's crew had seemed so deadset on before just moments before. Much of the tower was forged from steel and layered in pylon-like structures criss-crossing each other – there were some gouges in the structure, but it was still standing strong enough to support the massive dish apparatus at the top.
"We would not even have known they were making such an attempt if you hadn't already been sharing your data with us," Galbinus mused. "And now a Mekaen vessel on approach? Here? Now?"
Off in the distance, the Free Brothers were engaged in a fighting retreat. Breaker's laughter cut through the distance, seemingly uncaring of all of the damage being leveled against him as he closed again and again to land just one more strike on whomever he could get hold of, before going for one more regardless. Tracker's voice snapped across the communications channels, with Nailhead loudly complaining all the way as Breakneck's form sped through the rubble, trying to find any human survivors to extract them to safety if he could.
"How would they know to come here?" Adrianna asked. "Does anyone know you're here?"
"Not specifically," Galbinus continued to process. "All Inspectors have a tracking beacon – mine has been broadcasting and attempting to reconnect with the wider Dominion for some time now, but any vessel would have had to manually search for some time unless they already knew Earth's location…" His optic narrowed at the still-image – he would have to get his other optic fixed, as cracked and flickering as it was – but for now he could ignore it. "And the Dominion hardly sends just one vessel. That won't hold more than five or so Kaus, unless they were looking to simply extract our processors…"
…wait.
"…this is law enforcement." It finally dawned on him. "And that narrows down who that could be, at least a little bit…" His optic then looked up at the communications tower. "…Adrianna. Would it cause any difficulties if we were to make use of this?"
"Uh…I don't…think so?" The young Oracle Matrix seemed a little uncertain. "What are you using it for, Galbinus?"
"Easy, Adri," Delphi replied. "We're going to directly ask who is on there."
"…uh." Prow's optics blinked as the Defiant's terminals began to initiate an alert.
"'Uh?'" Quantum turned to stare at him dourly. "Please, a little more substance to your navigation reports, Prow?"
"We're getting…a communications request from the surface of Solaris-3."
"…what?"
"Yeah, that's what I'm saying. And it even has ident codes."
"What's going on?" Both Kaus turned around as best they could in the Defiant's cramped bridge space. Percivax was hunched over, his larger purple frame struggling to squeeze in as he looked at the both of them.
"We, ah-" It was clearly Quantum's turn to lack eloquence, Prow noted slightly smugly.
"-we're getting hailed from Solaris-3, sir," Prow finished.
"What!?" Prow immediately brought the alert notification to the main screen to head off any cries of 'that's impossible!' from his boss. "And that's-"
"Ident codes confirmed," Victoria said slowly, the incredulity in her voice evident. "And-"
Immediately, a circular image appeared, appearing somewhat incoherent as it materialized on screen. "-ot sure if I'm doing this right? Hotwire, are you sure-?"
"For the last time, Delphi, I'm sure!" Prow's optics flashed in astonishment. There was no mistaking that voice for anything but Kaus. "They're definitely receiving, and if they haven't already said anything they're all slack-jawed and looking like crocillators or whatever those weird lizard swamp things are!"
"Um, if you say so-?"
"Unidentified Oracle Matrix, this is Victoria of the MDS Defiant. Identify yourself." Victoria had found her runtime processes again, and was desperately trying to regain some semblance of normality.
"Oh-? Oh, hello, miss Victoria!" Whatever response any of them were expecting, Prow was sure this wasn't it. "My name is Delphi, and I'm the acting Oracle Matrix for Legio-Galbinus! It's so lovely to meet you all!"
Behind him, Prow could sense Percivax placing a hand onto his forehead. They weren't even in orbit yet, and he was already certain this was going to be a long assignment...
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Well, that's going to be one awkward conversation.
...wait, it ended up in a cliffhanger though. D:
Thanks for the update anyway!
...wait, it ended up in a cliffhanger though. D:
Thanks for the update anyway!
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- USA
Sorry it took so long to get out! I've had this draft in several different forms before I was happy with it, in addition to stuff IRL I'm juggling 😵💫Well, that's going to be one awkward conversation.
...wait, it ended up in a cliffhanger though. D:
Thanks for the update anyway!
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- Singapore
"dead set" typo.
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Proud member of Thors Class VII from Liberl
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- Liberl Zemuria.
heh heh heh, this is going to be fun. awkward too. Hopefully the free brothers are sweating a bit more now that there is a Makean law enforcement ship in orbit. The Enclave now has reinforcements such as they are while the Free Brothers are probably already sweating a bit
It seems like Tyrannous wanted to cry wolf and put the blame on Galbinus and the others if we didn't get Adrianna's thing. Which makes me the Oracle for the Free Brothers scary as no doubt she has a hand on this. He (Tyrannous) did find out about the Golems and the Sol-forged so he could spun a credible story to defame things not to mention having the only (known previously ) Oracle Matrix on his side. With the Legion doing so first not to mention Delphi's appearance? Well, the Free Brothers is running out of time on doing whatever objective they have at the moment.
One funny note.It seems like Tyrannous wanted to cry wolf and put the blame on Galbinus and the others if we didn't get Adrianna's thing. Which makes me the Oracle for the Free Brothers scary as no doubt she has a hand on this. He (Tyrannous) did find out about the Golems and the Sol-forged so he could spun a credible story to defame things not to mention having the only (known previously ) Oracle Matrix on his side. With the Legion doing so first not to mention Delphi's appearance? Well, the Free Brothers is running out of time on doing whatever objective they have at the moment.
We got the Interlude where it sounds like someone tried to pull something with the dissappeared crew, whoever Councilmech Secundus is, someone wanted to remove dear Galbinus from his position. And he's gonna be so hopelessly out of his element when he finds out just how crazy things are over here, what with the 'once common criminal' finding him/herself in a tough arms race between three separate local factions.
