Twitter: https://twitter.com/MercCommand/tg/ Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Infinite+Stars+Quest/qst/ Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Infinite%20Stars%20QuestOther Quests: http://pastebin.com/sYpqmWZgYou are Captain SAMANTHA WELLINGS, a newly minted captain of the Centauri Accord!Currently, you were resting in the ship's infirmary after having a bit of an... accident? Well, something happened to your armor which fried its systems. As a precaution, you were brought here for a checkup. Thankfully, there didn't appear to be anything wrong with you, but Natalia wanted you to stay the night regardless.You awaken to find yourself completely alone. The dimmed lights indicated to you that it was late Sol time, where the ship was running a minimum capacity. You're actually not sure how long you were out. Not to mention, you had no idea what was going on outside of this room. Maybe you need an update...>Head for the bridge to get some info.>Talk to Scott about your armor.>Just stay in bed and wait for Nat to return.>Other
>>899547>Head for the bridge to get some info.
>>899547>>Head for the bridge to get some info.Maybe grab a drink of water on our way.
>>899547>>Head for the bridge to get some info.
>>899547>OtherAsk someone to bring you a tablet or something so you can read updates and stuff.
>>899547>Head for the bridge to get some info.I swear if this is some weird Guillermo Del Toro/Kojima dream with babies and fish...
Omg, what is it turns out we're pregnant with face huggers or a cute daughterfu?
>>899596Probably not, since we handled crystals that turned to dust. I'd take my bet of having an alien living in our head that takes over every now and then.
>>899547You decide to head over to the bridge to get a handle on things. You yawn as you slip out of the bed. Your uniform is sitting neatly folded on a table next to your bed, so it's a simple thing to get changed back in. . You shuffle back to the bridge, still a bit drowsy and dizzy. But you reach your destination, entering the bridge as casually as you can. And as expected, the bridge was practically empty, the main crew having gone off to sleep and letting the automated system take over. And, as expected, Bradford is there, dutifully keeping watch. He's not even sitting your chair, which he technically could if you weren't present."Captain." Bradford nods to you. "You're up awfully late.""Yeah, well, I got a lot of sleep already." You shrug as you settle into your command chair. "I could say the same for you.""I don't trust leaving duties like this to automation." Bradford grumbles. "Always need to have a man in the loop.""I suppose." You agree with Bradford's cautiousness."So what's the situation?" You ask."We managed to disengage from the Hegemony, but the Longclaw did take some moderate damage in the exchange." Bradford reports. "We've taken refuge in an uninhabited system until field repairs can be effected.""Huh, and Carly?""She's fine, though she really did want to come over to see you when she heard what happened, but she has to see to her own ship first.">Wow, I didn't expect her to be so... responsible.>...that's because of you, isn't it?>Other
>>899711>Wow, I didn't expect her to be so... responsible.
>>899711>>Wow, I didn't expect her to be so... responsible.
>>899711>>...that's because of you, isn't it?
>>899711...That's because of you, isn't it?
>>899711>>...that's because of you, isn't it?Good Job!
>>899589Dark ship.Not even a Nurse in the Military vessel's Medbay.Not checking time, only able to guess. ...YEP, crazy Kojima dream-esce real fuckery fun time!P.S. Eff you Arkansas region mobile signal!
>>899711>...that's because of you, isn't it?
So where do we explore now? Not sure if we got any clues from that gas Giant.Desert planet, ice world, feral world?
>>899711>>Wow, I didn't expect her to be so... responsible.>>...that's because of you, isn't it?
>>899711"I suppose I got you to thank for that, right?" You grin."I may have put a word or two in her ear." Bradford shrugs. "More like entire rants." You chuckle. "Well, either way, she's focusing on getting her ship fixed up." Bradford explains. "Otherwise, everything's been quiet.""And my armor?""We sent it to Engineering for analysis." Bradford explains and then frowns. "But now that you mention it, I haven't heard from Scott in quite a while...""He might be asleep." You point out."Scott? Sleeping?" Bradford raises an eyebrow."Yeah, you're right. That was a dumb though." You concede. "But, well, you know him. He gets caught up in his work real easy...">Maybe you should go check up on Scott.>Nah, he's probably fine.>Other
>>899805>>Maybe you should go check up on Scott.Bring Tank.
>>899805>Maybe you should go check up on Scott.
>>899805>>Maybe you should go check up on Scott.Panic? Is it time to panic?
>>899805>>Maybe you should go check up on Scott.
>>899805>Maybe you should go check up on Scott.>>899823One of two possibilities: we have psionic infused equipment, or the armor is now hostile
>>899805>OtherDrones first in case it's a biological agentOr the armor became alive and is currently fucking him
>>899805Awww. No trippy questionable dream with more questions than answers. Darn.Well, that leaves us losing our Heavy suit to a gestalt conciousness that's taken over our Heavy armor, and is currently holding Scot hostage.So:>Check on Scott, bring tank Inb4 Scott finds the AI, and downloads it into his MechWaifu
>>899866Who says we won't dream when we sleep?
>>899879Ehhh. Possible, but not probable. Merc didn't state any troubled dreams, and as far as we're aware, we slept like a rock.Which would typically mean if there WAS an invader in our mind, it's in for the long con, which isn't usually how an invader works. Doesn't hurt to be careful, but Merc didn't seemingly make the right framework for it. Nausea and dizziness are usually reserved for physical damage, not mental intrusion.
>>899805"Maybe we should go check up on Scott." You frown. "With the current situation, I don't like leaving him on his own like this.""As you wish, Captain." Bradford nods. "Should we call for Tank's assistance as well?>Sure, the more the merrier.>We're checking up on him, not breaching his room!>Other
>>899943>>We're checking up on him, not breaching his room!Tank does many things. Deescalate things is not one of them.
>>899943>OtherJust send a drone in first.
>>899943>>Sure, the more the merrier.
>>899943>We're checking up on him, not breaching his room!
>>899943>Sure The more, the merrier!
>>899943>>Sure, the more the merrier.Hahaha, yes.
>>899915Or possibly, we just freed an ancient evil.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q0YkXmebAGM
>>899943>Sure, the more the merrier.
>>899943"We're just checking up on him, not breaching his room!" You scoff."Just a suggestion, Captain." Bradford explains. "I'll remain on the bridge. If anything happens just call.""Of course." You nod as you get out of your command chair and head off to Engineering. Again, the halls were as empty and desolate as you expected at this hour. However, occasionally, you'd see the odd maintenance drone rolling, floating, or trudging through the halls. Finally, you reach the rear engine compartment of the ship, where Engineering is located. You notice the door is locked and hit the comms key."Hey, Scott, sorry for coming by so late, but I just wanted to check up on you.""W-what? Oh! C-C-Captain!" Scott stammers, uncharacteristically nervous. "Um, I didn't expect you to come by!""Yeah, well, I was hoping you could give me an update on my armor." You remark. "Oh, um, it's fine! Everything's fine!" Scott says a bit too quickly. "But um, I'm still running some final tuneups, so it won't ready for a bit!""Well can I come in to see-""ACTUALLY, it's pretty dangerous in here right now!" Scott says even quicker. "You know, some gas leaks and cracked flux capacitor! Certainly nothing I want our captain getting near!"Okay, something was definitely up here.>Pull rank and bully Scott into opening the door. >Open the door yourself.>Call in the Tank.>Other
>>900052>Pull rank and bully Scott into opening the door. So he is claiming that he fucked up and didn't tell the captain about it?
>>900052>>Pull rank and bully Scott into opening the door.>Call Tank for overwatch
>>900052>>Open the door yourself.SURPRISE!
>>900052>>Pull rank and bully Scott into opening the door.
>>900052>Pull rank and bully Scott into opening the door.
>>900052>Open the door yourself.
>>900052>OtherDon't we have security cams in there or something?
>>900052>>Open the door yourself.
>>900052>OtherAsk if he's "playing" with his MechWaifu
>>900052>>Other>>"Now Scott, you are a highly-skilled engineer and thus have my undeniable respect for you as a member of this crew and as someone I can consider a friend, so I would very much appreciate it if you would not give me a reason to a) pull rank on you, or b) call Tank on you. What's in the room?
Rolled 14 (1d20)>>900052"Scott, I am and your Captain, and you will follow my order and OPEN THE DOOR." You scowl. "I'm going to come in there one way or another, and god help me if it's because you're 'playing' with your little hobby project I will personally shove it out the airlock! IS THAT CLEAR, SOLDIER?!">Roll 1d20
>>900052>Pull rank and bully Scott into opening the door.Hello Artya, what are you doing onboard?
>>900139Alternatively:>>"You realize that I can just call Tank to bust down the door, right?"
>>900052>OtherYou're fucking your robot waifu aren't you?
>>900062>>900139>Other (Changing my vote to the diplomance/threaten option)
Rolled 5 (1d20)>>900142GUNNERY SERGEANT HARTMAN
Rolled 5 (1d20)>>900142
Rolled 20 (1d20)>>900142
Rolled 4 (1d20)>>900142
>>900161Doing the lords work son.
>>900161So we scare the shit out of him and his project?
>>900161Hello Artya. Would you kindly explain why Carly is here as well?
Shit, what do we get for a 20?
>>900168It better be an Uhlan
Rolled 10 (1d20)>>900142ERE WE GO
>>900176She's bullying them of course
>>900188Well Scott, I didn't know you were into that sort of thing.
>>900177Unlock the door by mind controlling/possessing/astral projecting into Scott?
>>900142You barely even finish your sentence when the door slides open, a very haggard and terrified looking Scott greeting you. "I'msorryit'stotallynotmyfaultIdidn'tknowwhatelsetodo!" He says faaaar too quickly for you to understand. "Whoa, whoa." Calm the fuck down, Scott." You blink. "What the hell happened?""Well, I brought your armor in and I was putting it through a system scan and then then then- It's better if I show you!" Scott then grabs your arm and pulls you in. He guides you through his workshop and over to his worktable. There, you see something very, VERY odd. You see a girl that you don't recognize at all, encased in YOUR armor! Meanwhile, Artya was kneeling at the armor's feet, checking some readings, She sees you approach and gives a cheerful, casual wave. "Scoooooott." You glower at him. "If this is one of your weird fetish things-""It's not!" Scott squeaks. "Your armor, it just... came alive! And then it took my infiltrator prototype and it's been like this for the past hour!""My armor cannot move on its own." You say skeptically. "Normally yes but.... now stay with me here... I think there's something IN it." Scott tries to explain. "In the programming! And now it's downloading itself into my bot!"...what?>Is it... dangerous?>SHUT IT DOWN>Other
>>900225>Is it... dangerous?
>>900225>OtherIs it a cute AI?
>>900225>OtherWait a minute, are you saying we're have an AI?
>>900225>>Is it... dangerous?Huehuehue! daughteru time!
>>900225>Other"Does Artya know what that bot was for?"
>>900225>>Is it... dangerous?At least it isn't in our head.
>>900225Disable servos and motor functions. Disable wireless features and establish a wireless dead zone so it cannot escape.
>>900225>>Is it... dangerous?
>>900225>Is it... dangerous?daughteru time.
>>900225>>Other (Restrain the armour and see if we can shut down all wireless transmissions in this room)I mean if it's sapient when the infiltrator will be the best communication medium we are getting I think. Hope for EDI and prepare for Terminator.
>>900225>>Other>>"Congratulations Scott. Your freaky robo-waifu AI fetish is finally coming to life. That armor and I ave been through a lot together. We've been through thick and thin. I know you're capable of pushing her buttons the right way, so you have my blessing....I better be the maid of honor, got it?!"
First roll of the day and the not!psionic powers activate.>Is it... dangerous?>>900240Could be an AI or an alien uploading their conscious when they should be doing that to a clone.
>>900225>OtherPut the armor and infiltrator unit into a faraday cage and disable all network uplinks and nodes in Engineering.
>>900225"Is it... dangerous?" You ask, eying the armor-encased bot warily. "Um... that's the thing. We have absolutely no idea." Scott admits.Artya nods in agreement. "So what DO you know?" You narrow your eyes."That there's a HUGE amount of data being passed from the armor into my -er- the bot." Scott shows you a display on his holotablet. "So much, it was actually frying your suit's systems.""And your bot can handle it?" You blink."I only use the best of the best for her." Scott puffs up with a bit of pride. "I got the newest cutting edge processors, so she's got exponentially more processing power than your armor!""...huh." You frown again. This was... certainly something. "Can we talk to it?""Um, neither of us have tried waking her up..." Scott mumbles.Artya raps her knuckle on your armor, showing that it would take a bit more to wake... whatever it is you were looking at. >Secure it for now and wait till something changes.>Try to talk to it.>Other
>>900366>>Try to talk to it.
>>900366>Try to talk to it.
>>900366>OtherWheel the armor and bot into a faraday cage so it can't access the ship once it finishes downloading.
>>900366>Try to talk to it.Well, we did bring the damn thing into the ship.
>>900366>>>Try to talk to it.
>>900366>>Secure it for now and wait till something changes.Let it finish downloading and processing first.
>>900366"Well, we can try giving it a shot to talk to it." You say. "How can we do it?""Well, right now, the... entity can only draw upon the armor's built in power source, so the actual amount of power it can use is extremely limited, especially since most of it is being focused on the upload." Scott explains. "If we add in just a bit more power, I think we can get it to wake up.""You're sure about this?" You ask.Artya just shrugs noncommittally. "What she's saying is that we're uh, not sure." Scott admits. "But we can lock it down as a precaution.""Do it, then." You instruct.It takes a few minutes for Scott and Artya to set your armor onto a work table and strap it down. Scott then plugs an external power cable into the armor. "Are you ready, Captain?" He asks."As ready as I'll ever be." You sigh. "Artya, give her a 20% boost."Artya nods and hits a key on her datapad. Suddenly, the armor spasms, and the bot's eyes shoot open, glowing an electronic blue. "Systems at 3% operation." The bot drones. "Analyzing surroundings.""You can speak Terran?" You blink in surprise."This platform was installed with a comprehensive database of your language. It was a simple matter to cross reference it with my own." The bot replies. "And... do you have a name?" You continue the line of questioning. "I am the Cartographer." The bot's eyes peer at you. "That is my designation.">Okay... Cartographer. >You could use a different name...>Other
>>900447>>Okay... Cartographer.I'm getting Halo vibes from this...
>>900447>>You could use a different name...
>>900447>Other"Then I'll call you Carty."
>>900466Too similar to Carly
>>900470What about Carta?
>>900447>>You could use a different name...YOU ARE NOW ANNA
>>900447>OtherWould you like a nickname, or a call sign?
>>900447>You could use a different name...You are now Scott's Wife
>>900506This is probably the name of scott and Artya daughter.I like it.
Keep it simple. New callsign is waifu.
>>900447Okay, so it seems like there's some consensus to call her Katya? Unless there are any other suggestions?>Y>N (specify)
>>900522>>N (specify)I vote for Anna. Or Waifu.
I'm sort of hoping that this thing can give us more than coordinates like schematics for tools, weapons, and armour.
>>900522"Hmmm, how about we call you Katya?" You grin. "Katya?" Scott blinks."Yeah, well, she might as well be your and Artya's kid, so I kinda just squished your names together." You shrug. "No way. You can't be buying this, right, Artya?" Scott turns.Artya, however, is clapping her hands together enthusiastically. She's totally for the idea. "Not you too..." Scott groans. YOU CAN BE HER AUNTIE. Artya writes."But that makes me sound ooooold." You glower.HOW ABOUT GODMOTHER? Artya scribbles in response. "That works.""This unit will accept the designation 'Katya.'" The bot responds. "Initiating handshake protocols. Please provide relevant data so I may determine your level of system access."You look at Scott and Scott looks back at you. "Well, we could partition the ship's database and allow her to access it..." Scott suggests. >No way in hell are we connecting her to anything.>Do it.>I need to think on this.>Other
>>900576>>I need to think on this.We should be asking a few questions.
>>900576>I need to think on this.
>>900576>>I need to think on this.
>>900576>OtherGive her a sandboxed network with VM copies of the ship database.
>>900576>Do it.What could go wrong?
>>900558>TAGS, Psiblades, Psionic focuses when
>>900576>>Do it.And call Tank in case the ship (or Bradford) goes ballistic
>>900576"I need to think on this." You mutter. "Keep Katya on ice and under watch, and DO NOT connect her to anything else unless I say so, clear?""Crystal." Scott nods. Artya salutes in agreement. Christ, this situation escalated real damn fast. Just what the hell were you going to do? Wake the crew and get an emergency meeting going?Or maybe be a bit more discreet about it and try to has things out with Elizabeth? She probably knows something about this. Or maybe you can confide in this with Tank. You feel you could trust him for a second opinion.Or fuck, you could just go get sloshed with Carly right now. God knows you need a drink.>Arrange a crew meeting.>Consult privately with Elizabeth.>Consult privately with Tank.>Get drunk with Carly.>Other
>>900653>>OtherSummon the bridge crews and ask their opinion.
>>900653>>Arrange a crew meeting.Welp, we found evidence of alien life.
>>900653>Arrange a crew meeting.
>>900653>>Consult privately with Tank.We have to make sure he knows that the new chick in armor is strictly off limits and that he is Sam's exclusive property.
>>900653>Arrange a crew meeting.This is a discovery of a lifetime
>>900653>OtherHow about talk with Nat? Admitted, she's the mad scientist...
>>900653>Consult privately with Elizabeth.
>>900653>Consult privately with Elizabeth.>OtherAsk her about the ramifications this information would have in the political balance of power
>>900653>>Arrange a crew meeting.derp, i didn't see this option before. deleting old vote.
>>900653>>Arrange a crew meeting.
>>900653Well, this wasn't something you could exactly hide from your crew, so you immediately send out an emergency action message to your senior crew, and you send off a private message to Carly as well, telling them all to drop whatever they were doing and meet you in the conference room ASAP. The only exceptions were Scott and Artya, who you tasked to stay behind and keep an eye on Katya.And a scant half hour later, the whole crew was present and accounted for. Amy, Lida, and Elsa naturally looked like they had just been roused from bed, though Amy and Lida looked worse off. Always staying up late, those two. Bradford was... Bradford, standing dutifully in the corner. Next to him was Tank, still clad in his armor because he probably slept in that, too. Nat was also there, looking pretty chill at the odd situation.Rounding things out was the person you were most wary of, Elizabeth, your resident spy. Oh, right, and Carly too, who just now bursts into the room, out of breath."The fuck happened, Sis?" Carly pants. "Ya finally got knocked up or something?"Godamnit, Carly. "No, it's nothing like that." You facepalm. "Well then what's this all about?" Amy asks grumpily. >Play this smooth. You should ease them into it.>Play it blunt. You're too fucking tired for finesse.>Other
>>900701>Play this smooth. You should ease them into it.>ACQ2Merc please, I can only handle so much AC news in one day.
>>900701>>Play it blunt. You're too fucking tired for finesse.Don't worry, it's not hostile, and we haven't done anything to piss it off.....yet.
>>900701>>Play it blunt. You're too fucking tired for finesse.
>>900701>Play this smooth. You should ease them into it.
>>900701>>Play this smooth. You should ease them into it.
>>900701>>Other(The Engineers had a child)
>>900701You decide to try and ease them into the idea that you had kinda inadvertently brought an alien AI on board the ship. "So yeah, remember that crystal we found on that island?" You speak up, "and how my armor went all wonky when I touched it?"Everybody nods or at least shows some sign of acknowledgement. "Well..." You sigh as you lean back in your seat. "Apparently, some kind of entity downloaded itself into my armor, and subsequently into that fembot Scott totally wasn't building in secret."There's an awkward silence, as if everybody wasn't sure where you were going with this."Basically, Scott and Artya had a kid and that kid happens to be an alien AI thing that we named Katya.""What." Amy says flatly. Nat looks like her interest is suddenly piqued, while Bradford and Tank put on their super frowny faces. Lida and Elsa look kind of shocked. Carly looks absolutely floored. "YOU FOUND AN HONEST TO GOD ALIEN!? HOW COME YOU FIND ALL THE COOL SHIT?!" Carly whines.And Elizabeth keeps that grinning pokerface of hers. You're not sure if she's caught by surprise like everybody else or if she really did know more than she was letting on. "And now it wants to acquire more data on us. Apparently it's some kind of data repository itself, so if we can, er, earn it's trust, it could help us greatly.""I'm all for it!" Nat smiles. "Think of the possibilities, the secrets it may hold!""DO IT! FUCKING DO IT!" Carly encourages."I dunno, that seems pretty fishy." Amy narrows her eyes. "I already don't trust the AI HUMANS make.""Dunno, could be cool." Elsa shrugs."I want to see it..." Lida looks like she's about to drool."I don't like it at all." Bradford cross his arms. "I say we lock it down and ship it back to a more secure research environment."Tank crosses his arms in agreement with Bradford. "Hm, what shall you do?" Elizabeth chuckles noncommittally. "Out here in uncharted space, we're effectively on our own...">Plug in Katya.>Put Katya on ice for the moment.>Take Katya back to the Accord.>Other
>>900768>Plug in Katya.
>>900768>OtherPut it in an artificial space separate from the ship's systems and then feed data to it, see what it does
>>900768>Take Katya back to the Accord.
>>900768>>Plug in Katya.Well, we don't exactly have a lot of options out here.Maybe we can transfer over her to a synth body later?
>>900768>Plug in Katya.We're still in a race with the Hegemony and the Confederacy. Do we want to fall behind?
>>900768>>Plug in Katya.Do eet
>>900780She's already in a robot body
>>900768>Plug in Katya.>OtherBetter to do it here rather than more populated space. We'll disable communication equipment, and only have the most essential personnel onboard. Everyone else goes onto Carly's ship until we declare it safe after we connected it, or we're all dead and Carley blows our ship to keep it from escaping.
>>900768if >>900777possible then this.
>>900783>>900783I meant a body with a more 'organic' feel to it. Maybe get Nat and Scott to cook up some synthetic flesh.
>>900792I'm sure Nat has some hot and heavy research, especially with the data she's been gathering with us.
>>900794I'm pretty sure that's the whole point of Scott's robowaifu, that it looks kinda human.
>>900768>>Plug in Katya.Into a virtual machine
>>900768>>Plug in Katya.>>"Scott, Artya, I know this will be sudden, but this is a phase that every parent must go through eventually. You've seen her take her fist steps, you've heard her first words, you rbought her into this world by hooking her up to a power cell, but now... It's time to let your daughter go."
>>900768>hook it upBut as others have stated. Keep it in a seperate network, one put together with the sum of human (civilian) knowledge, but in its own physicality seperate network. ... A... closed shell, if you will
>>900768>>Plug in Katya.What's the worst that could happen?
>>900813She hacks Tank's armor and steals him away.
>>900813Okay, cursed phrase already spoken, now we sit and wait for doom.
>>900814>Implying Tank's armour is actually power armour>Implying he doesn't move it using his own strength, and the only powered bits aren't just the helmet and wrist computer.
>>900813Hack into our mind and plant the idea that she's our daughter to make sure we always protect her no matter what?
>>900768"Well, we can't afford to go back, and it would be a waste to just ice her now, so we're going to allow her access to our ship's database. Maybe that could get her to trust us. "Limited or full access?" Lida asks as she taps away at her datapad. "I get the feeling this AI- I mean - Katya wouldn't appreciate being kept out of the loop."Hmmm, that was a consideration, but.. .well... Gullinbursti had a lot of sensitive files stored in her databanks that weren't supposed to be given out to just anybody. Hell, there was shit in there that not even you yourself were totally privy to. Unlocking all of that to an alien AI...You glance at Elizabeth, who still has that poker face of hers going on.>We'll give her limited access.>We'll give her full access.>Privately consult with Elizabeth.>Other
>>900820>>We'll give her limited access.
>>900820>>Privately consult with Elizabeth.
>>900820>We'll give her limited access.
>>900820>Privately consult with Elizabeth.Could there be infomation that would be especially bad for an AI?
>>900816What if it's like SPARTAN project MJOLNIR armor? An AI interfacing with the armor could up Tank's combat capabilities--and maybe give the dude some more characterization beyond "faceless, non-speaking enforcer".>>900820>We'll give her full access.UNLIIIIMITEEED POWAAAAAAAAH
>>900820>>Privately consult with Elizabeth
>>900820>>Privately consult with Elizabeth."what lies beneath that cute poker face, Elizabeth~?"
>>900820Actually, fuck it, changing from>>900825to>We'll give her full access.
>>900820>We'll give her full access.
>>900820>>We'll give her full access....eh whatevs
>>900826How do you know Tank is not a full SPARTAN already? And that's why he's never out of his suit?
>>900820>Privately consult with Elizabeth.Never go full retard
>>900838I'm sorry, how many concoctions from Nat did we take?
Rolled 3 (1d20)>>900841We at least don't compromise the rest of the Accord and our entire careerAnd let's see if the dice gods will be generous with Nat's next concoction
>>900820>Privately consult with Elizabeth.
>>900837Then that would mean that the Terran government has a couple things to answer for.And that it wouldn't come as a surprise if Elizabeth was an ONI double agent sent to keep tabs on an independent SPARTAN
>>900841Way too many and counting.
>>900820Maybe it would be best to discuss things with Elizabeth first before you proceeded further. However, knowing her penchant for keeping things close to the chest, you knew that she would only reveal her secrets to you privately, if she even felt like it at all. "All right, that's all. Everybody is dismissed." You say. "Except you, Elizabeth. I'm not done with you yet.""Oh my how scary." Elizabeth chuckles."Don't make a mess or anything." Amy grumbles as she shuffles out of the room, presumably to get some sleep. "Aw, can't I-" Carly begin to complain."You still have your own ship to look after, little lady." Bradford tuts as she pushes your little sister out. Tank lingers for a second, but a confident nod from you convinces him to leave as well. So now it's just you and the spy. >Press for answers.>Try to charm answers out of her.>Other
>>900857>Press for answers.
>>900857>>Press for answers.
>>900857>OtherWe're thinking of giving it full access, unless you know about any potential information that you would especially want to keep from an AI.
>>900857>Try to charm answers out of her.
>>900857>>Try to charm answers out of her
Rolled 12 (1d20)>>900857>>Try to charm answers out of her.
Rolled 17, 10, 15 = 42 (3d20)>>900857"Elizabeth, I expect you to tell me what you know about all this shit." You grunt as you eye your spy suspiciously. "Know? I'm afraid there's quite a lot I don't know, Captain!" Elizabeth chuckles.>Roll 1d20
Rolled 9 (1d20)>>900884
Rolled 4 (1d20)>>900884"Tell us what you know."
Rolled 16 (1d20)>>900884
Rolled 6 (1d20)>>900884Mind Trick!
>>900884"Quit playing games, Elizabeth." You growl. "I'm in no mood to play games right now."And neither am I." Elizabeth's smile takes a sinister twist. "I'd like to be present the next time you talk to Kayta, would that be fine? In return I'll let you know what I know. Deal?">Deal>No deal>Other
>>900915>OtherNo tricks or hidden devices, but otherwise>Deal
>>900915>OtherDeal, but no hidden EMP devices, weaponized infovore, or anything that would be a weapon against an AI.
>>900915Ugh, you were reluctant to so readily agree, but... well... you didn't really have much of a choice. "All right, it's a deal." You sigh. "But you better have something good.""Oh, it will be. I guarantee it!" Elizabeth winks. "I'll see you, then!"Great, first you discover the existence of aliens, and now you're signing a deal with the intelligence demoness. Just what else did this day have in store for you...?>And that's it for tonight! As always, next thread is next week! Don't forget KanColle on Friday!
Thanks for running, Merc!
>>900958Thanks for running Merc. >The top left drawing of Parker.L-lewd.
>>900958>>900958See you next week, Merc!