JNewbold54
Asexual Gallifreyan
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[X] Let it sniff your hands. And tentacles. And so on and so forth. You know, just like a dog or a cat, no matter how friendly it is, don't pet the nanoswarm without its permission.
The Arachne System (SPIDERLIV 3)
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Situations like this are why you need to include snacks in your equipment.
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[X] Let it sniff your hands. And tentacles. And so on and so forth. You know, just like a dog or a cat, no matter how friendly it is, don't pet the nanoswarm without its permission.
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Vote Dark as Silver to resolve this obvious oversight:
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My mother does mycology and yeah, taste testing mushrooms to confirm they're the right (non edible) kind you predicted is a thing. As is smelling. Lots of smelling.
That definitely fits with what I've heard of them.
Anyway, I think the obvious question this vote is asking is how we interact with the Symbiote. Does it bond with our bite-enhanced biology? Our prosthesis? Our spider-limbs? What sort of partnership are we offering it, from the perspective we can guess at OOC?
I want to offer both hands. Partly because I don't want it to feel like it'll be no more than a tool to us, and partly because I want to minimize the chance of it mistaking our contact for consent/request to heal our damaged arm.
(Not because I don't want Liv's arm healed/upgraded! But it would be way better to plan for it.)
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had a silly thought now that zoomers and Gen A have taken up the torch of netizenry does Loss still lurk the dark halls of the internet with some frequency or is it so devoid of context and baseless having degenerated into a relic of a bygone age known only for the outrage it is supposed to generate but now hollow and nearly meaningless just like The Game
also do kids still draw Stussies or Super S's in their notebooks? I would hate to be the last generation to practice that genuine meme.
also do kids still draw Stussies or Super S's in their notebooks? I would hate to be the last generation to practice that genuine meme.
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jesus is this what my grandparents felt like when I described AOL message boards?
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As earlier established one of the horrors of 2030 is that many old memes have made a comeback because of nostalgic millennials. The current era considered the Good Old Days is the Obama administration so 2008-2016 memes are all back, tragically.
The nostalgia cycle is usually a bit longer but the Bush administration already got their rerun when Trump sank America into two even worse wars on even shakier grounds.
The nostalgia cycle is usually a bit longer but the Bush administration already got their rerun when Trump sank America into two even worse wars on even shakier grounds.
Yeah, but what if it gets the wrong impression? Offer it both!
"Loss" is a meme that originated in the webcomic Ctrl-Alt-Del. "The Game" is a mind game slash mind virus where you lose when you remember that "The Game" exists and a new round starts once you forget about it once more, unless you choose to opt out. "Super S" is that strange geometric S that everyone draws in middle school and nobody really knows where it came from; it even has a documentary about it.
Remember, there's no shame in not knowing things, the only shame comes if you don't try to learn new things.
Alivaril
On a magically-deficient journey of self-discovery
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If voting isn't yet locked:
[X] Let it sniff your hands. And tentacles. And so on and so forth. You know, just like a dog or a cat, no matter how friendly it is, don't pet the nanoswarm without its permission.
[X] Let it sniff your hands. And tentacles. And so on and so forth. You know, just like a dog or a cat, no matter how friendly it is, don't pet the nanoswarm without its permission.
Then you might enjoy Go The F**k To Sleep, narrated by Samuel L. Jackson.
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Arachne is a pretty cool gal who doesn't afraid of anything except for the things she afraids of.
ThatGazzer
Minds Eye Bind
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oh hey, welcome!
yes, yes she is. And that's why she should touch the goo
Introjection
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You reached out with your hand, and very gently, the goo reached out and touched back, forming almost a sort of mitten, like it was imitating you. That was cute!
It withdrew for a moment, and you started looking around the room for... something. Not sure what. A jar, maybe.
"Athena, what do we do?"
"I'm not sure, but whatever we do, we shouldn't del-"
You never heard the rest of her sentence, because the goo suddenly leapt from the wall at you, without warning, not even your tech sense. It landed heavy against your chest with a thud that sent you reeling, you felt it crawling at you and you felt a hideous pain in your chest and then it was just gone, leaving you sagging against the wall and wheezing.
"Liv! Liv, what happened? Where is it?"
You tried to answer, but instead you felt an awful wave of nausea wash over you, and you only just managed to pull your mask up before throwing up.
"Athena, I don't feel so good..." was about all you managed as you slumped down onto the floor with a groan.
"... okay. Liv, focus on the sound of my voice. We have to leave, right now. Okay? We will leave and then you can lie down."
"O-okay." you groaned, staggering to your feet. Like she was guiding a small child, Athena walked you through cleaning up and pouring bleach onto the floor to destroy any potential DNA evidence. You mumbled through speculation that the creature wasn't and had never been real, because you saw no trace of it now anywhere, and maybe what you saw was something else. Athena told you about Loki's illusions and said she was trying to call her, but right now your priority was getting out of here.
You made it out the same way you came in, dismissed your costume back to null space with a thought once you were in the alley, and then you almost threw up again in the alley but fortunately managed not to. You spent about a minute leaning against the wall, mostly just focused on keeping upright, when a car pulled up to the side of the road and the door opened.
"LYFT FOR: TEST NAME" a speaker chimed, and you stumbled into the back seat and collapsed over onto the bench seat. The door closed and you felt the car start moving, coming to a stop just a few blocks away.
"Athena?"
"I booked you a hotel room. You are not going to the hospital because whatever is happening to you might be incriminating. I'm looking into other options." she explained, "Urgh, let me up front, I'll get us upstairs, okay?"
"N-no, Athena, I got this." you mumbled, rolling out of the car and through the front doors. This was clearly the nearest hotel rather than the cheapest, and when you arrived at the front desk the woman working there was clearly waiting for you. Well, waiting for one Elly Tolliver, at any rate. "Elly" had paid ahead of time, and you were pretty sure the lady was under the impression you were drunk and rich and older than you looked. You made it to the elevator and to a hotel room and-
The next thing you remember was waking up on the floor of the bathroom with sunlight streaming in through the windows, your glasses placed on the floor so the camera could look at you. There was somebody knocking on the door to your room.
"Athena?" you muttered weakly.
"I'm here, Liv." she whispered, "How are you feeling?"
"Like shit." you whispered back, "Hungry. What's happening?"
"Open the door, it's Clint and Nat. I called them." she explained. Right, yes, you could just feel the outline of Nat's cybernetics through the wall. It'd been over a year and you'd still never seen anything like it. With a thought, you unlocked the door to your room, and you saw two sets of boots enter. Looking up, the two of them had pulled on gas masks and rubber gloves.
"Hey guys..."
Together, the two of them picked you up and slung you onto the bed, and started asking questions while Nat ran through some tests. Heart rate, blood pressure, shining a flashlight in your eyes. That one might just be to be a dick.
"Am I still alive?" you asked.
"Technically." Nat said simply, before drawing out a big needle, "Right, next thing. Blood sample."
"That doesn't seem like a good idea." Athena said, "It might compromise your identity." You repeated her concern: they didn't know about her, and that should remain the case.
"It's not leaving this room. We have a testing kit, doctor at the SSR is going to walk us through it." Nat explained, "Got it?"
"O-okay." you said, "Um, can you give me a second? I'm..."
"Right, you aren't good at needles." Athena said in your ear, "Okay, let me in, I got this, alright?"
You took a deep breath and tried to relinquish control, and-
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- THE NEEDLE MOVED CLOSER TO THE FLESH OF YOUR HOST, TOWARD YOU, LURKING IN HER VEINS. YOU DIDN'T UNDERSTAND ALL THE WORDS THEY USED YET, YOU HADN'T YET FOUND YOUR WAY THROUGH THAT PART OF HER MIND, BUT THIS WORD YOU COULD MANAGE.
"NO!" YOU CRIED, PUTTING A HAND TO HER CHEST AND PUSHING. SHE SPRAWLED OVER, END OVER END, AND THE OTHER ONE, THE MALE, STOOD, HIS HAND GOING TO HIS SIDE. THE BRAIN OF YOUR HOST REGISTERED THE MOTION AS GOING FOR A WEAPON, AND YOU RETRIEVED A MUSCLE MEMORY FROM YOUR HOST, POINTING YOUR HAND AND PRESSING TWO FINGERS AGAINST YOUR PALM. A GLOB OF SILK DISCHARGED FROM THE BRACELET AT HER WRIST, AND THE MAN SHUDDERED AND CRASHED TO THE FLOOR, CONVULSING.
"Oliva, what is happening?" THE WOMAN ASKED, SPRINGING TO HER FEET IN A SINGLE DEFT MOTION. THREATENING. YOU PUSHED YOURSELF TO YOUR FEET AND PULLED AN ARM BACK TO STRIKE, AND SHE FLICKERED AND VANISHED, THOUGH THE SCENT OF FAKE FLESH AND MACHINERY REMAINED. THE HOST'S SENSES WERE NOWHERE NEAR GOOD ENOUGH TO TRACK HER BY THAT ALONE.
"I don't know!" A VOICE CRIED FROM THE SMALL BOX ON THE BED. HER PHONE. "Athena, what are you doing? This isn't me, Liv, one of us has to get up front-"
THERE WAS A BUZZING, NOT IN YOUR EARS BUT AT THE BACK OF YOUR BRAIN, HER BRAIN, THE INFURIATINGLY ENDLESS MAZE YOU'D FOUND YOURSELF TRAPPED IN. NOT ONLY A BROKEN HOST WITH AN INCOMPLETE BODY, BUT ONE WITH A MIND LIKE NONE YOU'D EVER SEEN, PULLED APART, SPLIT THREE WAYS. FOUR, NOW.
YOU HEARD MOVEMENT. CLOSE. FAST. YOU HAD TO GET OUT.
YOU HAD TO GET OUT.
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It withdrew for a moment, and you started looking around the room for... something. Not sure what. A jar, maybe.
"Athena, what do we do?"
"I'm not sure, but whatever we do, we shouldn't del-"
You never heard the rest of her sentence, because the goo suddenly leapt from the wall at you, without warning, not even your tech sense. It landed heavy against your chest with a thud that sent you reeling, you felt it crawling at you and you felt a hideous pain in your chest and then it was just gone, leaving you sagging against the wall and wheezing.
"Liv! Liv, what happened? Where is it?"
You tried to answer, but instead you felt an awful wave of nausea wash over you, and you only just managed to pull your mask up before throwing up.
"Athena, I don't feel so good..." was about all you managed as you slumped down onto the floor with a groan.
"... okay. Liv, focus on the sound of my voice. We have to leave, right now. Okay? We will leave and then you can lie down."
"O-okay." you groaned, staggering to your feet. Like she was guiding a small child, Athena walked you through cleaning up and pouring bleach onto the floor to destroy any potential DNA evidence. You mumbled through speculation that the creature wasn't and had never been real, because you saw no trace of it now anywhere, and maybe what you saw was something else. Athena told you about Loki's illusions and said she was trying to call her, but right now your priority was getting out of here.
You made it out the same way you came in, dismissed your costume back to null space with a thought once you were in the alley, and then you almost threw up again in the alley but fortunately managed not to. You spent about a minute leaning against the wall, mostly just focused on keeping upright, when a car pulled up to the side of the road and the door opened.
"LYFT FOR: TEST NAME" a speaker chimed, and you stumbled into the back seat and collapsed over onto the bench seat. The door closed and you felt the car start moving, coming to a stop just a few blocks away.
"Athena?"
"I booked you a hotel room. You are not going to the hospital because whatever is happening to you might be incriminating. I'm looking into other options." she explained, "Urgh, let me up front, I'll get us upstairs, okay?"
"N-no, Athena, I got this." you mumbled, rolling out of the car and through the front doors. This was clearly the nearest hotel rather than the cheapest, and when you arrived at the front desk the woman working there was clearly waiting for you. Well, waiting for one Elly Tolliver, at any rate. "Elly" had paid ahead of time, and you were pretty sure the lady was under the impression you were drunk and rich and older than you looked. You made it to the elevator and to a hotel room and-
The next thing you remember was waking up on the floor of the bathroom with sunlight streaming in through the windows, your glasses placed on the floor so the camera could look at you. There was somebody knocking on the door to your room.
"Athena?" you muttered weakly.
"I'm here, Liv." she whispered, "How are you feeling?"
"Like shit." you whispered back, "Hungry. What's happening?"
"Open the door, it's Clint and Nat. I called them." she explained. Right, yes, you could just feel the outline of Nat's cybernetics through the wall. It'd been over a year and you'd still never seen anything like it. With a thought, you unlocked the door to your room, and you saw two sets of boots enter. Looking up, the two of them had pulled on gas masks and rubber gloves.
"Hey guys..."
Together, the two of them picked you up and slung you onto the bed, and started asking questions while Nat ran through some tests. Heart rate, blood pressure, shining a flashlight in your eyes. That one might just be to be a dick.
"Am I still alive?" you asked.
"Technically." Nat said simply, before drawing out a big needle, "Right, next thing. Blood sample."
"That doesn't seem like a good idea." Athena said, "It might compromise your identity." You repeated her concern: they didn't know about her, and that should remain the case.
"It's not leaving this room. We have a testing kit, doctor at the SSR is going to walk us through it." Nat explained, "Got it?"
"O-okay." you said, "Um, can you give me a second? I'm..."
"Right, you aren't good at needles." Athena said in your ear, "Okay, let me in, I got this, alright?"
You took a deep breath and tried to relinquish control, and-
---
- THE NEEDLE MOVED CLOSER TO THE FLESH OF YOUR HOST, TOWARD YOU, LURKING IN HER VEINS. YOU DIDN'T UNDERSTAND ALL THE WORDS THEY USED YET, YOU HADN'T YET FOUND YOUR WAY THROUGH THAT PART OF HER MIND, BUT THIS WORD YOU COULD MANAGE.
"NO!" YOU CRIED, PUTTING A HAND TO HER CHEST AND PUSHING. SHE SPRAWLED OVER, END OVER END, AND THE OTHER ONE, THE MALE, STOOD, HIS HAND GOING TO HIS SIDE. THE BRAIN OF YOUR HOST REGISTERED THE MOTION AS GOING FOR A WEAPON, AND YOU RETRIEVED A MUSCLE MEMORY FROM YOUR HOST, POINTING YOUR HAND AND PRESSING TWO FINGERS AGAINST YOUR PALM. A GLOB OF SILK DISCHARGED FROM THE BRACELET AT HER WRIST, AND THE MAN SHUDDERED AND CRASHED TO THE FLOOR, CONVULSING.
"Oliva, what is happening?" THE WOMAN ASKED, SPRINGING TO HER FEET IN A SINGLE DEFT MOTION. THREATENING. YOU PUSHED YOURSELF TO YOUR FEET AND PULLED AN ARM BACK TO STRIKE, AND SHE FLICKERED AND VANISHED, THOUGH THE SCENT OF FAKE FLESH AND MACHINERY REMAINED. THE HOST'S SENSES WERE NOWHERE NEAR GOOD ENOUGH TO TRACK HER BY THAT ALONE.
"I don't know!" A VOICE CRIED FROM THE SMALL BOX ON THE BED. HER PHONE. "Athena, what are you doing? This isn't me, Liv, one of us has to get up front-"
THERE WAS A BUZZING, NOT IN YOUR EARS BUT AT THE BACK OF YOUR BRAIN, HER BRAIN, THE INFURIATINGLY ENDLESS MAZE YOU'D FOUND YOURSELF TRAPPED IN. NOT ONLY A BROKEN HOST WITH AN INCOMPLETE BODY, BUT ONE WITH A MIND LIKE NONE YOU'D EVER SEEN, PULLED APART, SPLIT THREE WAYS. FOUR, NOW.
YOU HEARD MOVEMENT. CLOSE. FAST. YOU HAD TO GET OUT.
YOU HAD TO GET OUT.
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[ ] THROUGH THE WINDOW. YOU'D FIGURE OUT HOW TO SURVIVE THE FALL ON THE WAY DOWN.
[ ] THROUGH THE DOOR. AND THE INVISIBLE WOMAN IN THE WAY.
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So, I think this might be a choice between injuring Ruth, and injuring Olivia (or at least risking her identity since it probably won't know to use a mask).
Also might affect the Symbiote's characterization? (Running rather than hurting someone).
[X] THROUGH THE WINDOW. YOU'D FIGURE OUT HOW TO SURVIVE THE FALL ON THE WAY DOWN.
Also might affect the Symbiote's characterization? (Running rather than hurting someone).
[X] THROUGH THE WINDOW. YOU'D FIGURE OUT HOW TO SURVIVE THE FALL ON THE WAY DOWN.
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Seems like a risky thing to work out on the way down.
This got cut off I think.
Oh, interesting. Is that hardware or software? There's the Symbiote, the Brain, the Computer Bank, and the Extradimensional Processors, but it could also be the Symbiote, Liv, Athena, and someone else.
Given the transgenderism/plurality/superpower theming here, I kind of think that 'someone else' is Otto. Or rather, the remnants of him that Liv hasn't dealt with, dovetailing with the Hyperspider's mysterious programming.
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[X] THROUGH THE WINDOW. YOU'D FIGURE OUT HOW TO SURVIVE THE FALL ON THE WAY DOWN.
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Huh, that's worrying. I have no idea who or what the third 'split' could be. Unless... Is it her power itself? Like, maybe the source of Liv's tech sense and super science powers reads as separate entity to the symbiote?
[X] THROUGH THE DOOR. AND THE INVISIBLE WOMAN IN THE WAY.
I'm betting Nat will be able to stop the symbiote long enough for someone to retake control.
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[X] THROUGH THE WINDOW. YOU'D FIGURE OUT HOW TO SURVIVE THE FALL ON THE WAY DOWN.
Let's spare Nat combat - symbioted up spider people might be above her weight class if they're not pulling punches.
Let's spare Nat combat - symbioted up spider people might be above her weight class if they're not pulling punches.