>> Previous quests can be found at: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=NearFuture%20Cyborg%20Quest>Fate Points: 0>Nano-meta: 5800 Units. Not a typo.>Credits 46,250The year is 2025.You couldn't give a fuck about your name.They have Amy. They also have Abel, Grayson, Karin, and even your cat.You don't know what they are, or even how they sent everyone except for Lucca and Lucas to sleep, but you are going to find them.And you are going to make them wish they never crawled out of whatever primordial goop on whatever backwater planet they came from.As the Future Van Co workers load up the Sleipnir with all of the atomic goop you had bargained for, Azure simply leans on the wall, looking down the window."This form is strange." She said, turning to you. She raised an arm, and monomolecular claws shunted out, sending sparks to the ground. "I'll have to spend more time to acclimate to it."
<The translation software for the 'Others' is complete.> Cyan says. <They call themselves the Tothraknid. And they call their enemies 'the Emperors'. Also, among the data the Asurians gave us, and our own data, I've found that the signals are coming from the accretion disk around Proxima Corbenik, their star.>"Good news." Azure says. "Then we can go there, and presumably, they still live."
>>19923806IT'S ALIUM ASS KICKING(Do aliums even have ass's to kick?) TIME!
"It's alium ass kicking time." You say, as the workers finish loading up the Sleipnir. "Everyone ready?""Ready." Lucca says, slipping the helmet of her power suit on. Lucas slips on his own blue goggles, and Sigma nods.Azure rolls her shoulders, and the six red power shields in her back glimmer. "I am prepared." She says, the sensor suite in her head clicking on.<Onyx.> You say. <Take us to Proxima Corbenik.><Calculating...> Onyx says. <Charging...>The Sleipnir simply *appears* above the asteroid field, space warping around it as the exotic matter does its work. You coil your smaller 'drites, keeping your largest out, just in case, and get into the captain's chair.You sail above the asteroid field, looking down- and there are long, steel lattices, covering small parts of the asteroids, binding them together. Smoke belches out of some of them, and small red lights emanate from others. All of the 'constructed' asteroids have solar panels pointing inwards, to the red, old sun.<I'm getting signals.> Cyan says. <It's sparse, but they say 'Extrasolar entity detected. Awaken the relevant ancestors.'>
>>19923922Open hailing frequencies?
>>19923922"We come in peace, or something very similar."
"Open hailing frequencies, and tell them this; We come in peace, or something very similar." You say.<Message sent.> Cyan says. <They seem to be deliberating. Stalling for time.>Soon enough, you get a message back.<<Peace? Hah.>> The message comes. <<Tell me the truth.>>
>>19924074"Your ancient enemies have kidnapped part of my crew, my cat, and my girlfriend.I would like to find the aliums responsible and make them pay for even daring to touch any of these."
"Your ancient anemies have kidnapped part of my crew, my cat, and my girlfriend. I would like to find the Aliums responsible and make them pay for even daring to touch any of these." You say.<<Ancient? If you say so.>> The response comes. <<If you're looking for the emperors, it will not be easy. They destroyed our planet because they could not tame us.>>
>>19924214Yep, those are the guys we're looking for.
>>19924214Easy or not, they will be destroyed for their transgressions against Dave the Techpriest God of War and Destruction ...and friends.
>>19924276that is an awesome truelly fitting title for dave
"Easy or not, they will be destroyed for their transgressions against me." You say.<<If you can find them.>> The response comes."What do you mean?"<<We have been seeking them.>> The response says. <<For hundreds of years, since they tore our planet apart. More and more ancestors are lost every decade. We're running out of supplies, and we don't have any more supplies for computing power. We're close, very close... but we're dying.>>
>>19924323Well, we could help them out. What kind of planet do they need, exactly? I'm sure there's one in this universe that should at least be an improvment to slowly dying on an asteroid.
>>19924323>all that nano-meta we haveOOC:Well guys, what do you think of helping them out? We certainly have the meansIC:"A moment please." mute communication line Debate whether or not to attempt to help them with nano-meta or by ferrying some purchased supplies from earth with our AI first, companions after. If everyone thinks we should "Perhaps I can bring some supplies from my home planet, what is it you need?
"Perhaps I could help you out." You say. "What kind of planet do you need? I'm sure there's one in this universe that should at least be an improvment to slowly dying on an asteroid."<<No.>> He said. <<We sent our young off to every place we could find. I don't trust you. If they can take your kind, then they can take you, and learn your knowledge. If you know what kind of planet we had, you'll know where we sent our young. They're likely still sleeping. Helpless...>>There's a delay, and a second voice starts speaking.<<You're on the hunt, are you? Come back in ten years- we'll know where they are in ten years. Go slumber or something.>>
im afraid that is not an option.
ten years is too long for our companions who were taken could u perhaps send the data of what u do have?
"I'm afraid that is not an option." You say. "Ten years is much too long. Could you perhaps send the data of what you do have?"<<Hmph. Very well. We will waste the supplies to send it to you.>>A moment later, one of the asteroids shudder... and a small cargo ship barrels out, black smoke belching out from behind it, as it rockets toward the Sleipnir. You guide the Sleipnir's eight mechandrites to catch the shuttle, tugging it to a stop.Lucca checks the screen. "Should I send my drones out to cut it open?" She asks.
Offer to repay them using the atomic goo.
>black smoke>not using power cells>2025Lets send the thing back with some power cells to help alleviate their dependance on non-renewable fuel.
>>19924609Hm, not sure. Let's just ask the aliens how to access the stuff on the ship.
"How do you access the stuff on the ship you sent us?"<<One moment.>> He says. <***---..--***.> He sends, and the shuttle clicks open.Lucca's back thrums, and starts to glow blue. Drones swarm up and around the shuttle, climbing inside. Inside are simply large tanks of... goo, you suppose, twisting and writhing like a multi-colored lavalamp.<<There is our data.>> Lucca's drones see a large beetle on the inside of the shuttle- one with two strange, cybernetic pumps in the shell, as well as some kind of machine on the front. <<I presume the flying machines are yours.>>"I'm not seeing anything with an info-port." Lucca said.
How do we access it?
>>19924721Pick it out, stay paranoid, send them a power core. I suppose they'll make use of it.
>>19924754We should send at least two. One to study and the other to use.
>>19924721"I guess we're having a bit of technological incompatability going on here, sorry... but how am I supposed to access the data you've sent us?"
rolled 15 = 15rolling for bullshit tech magic understanding
>>19924787That is worse roll than the usual mine, son.
>>19924795I call bullshit because of noko+dice.
"I guess we're having a bit of technological incompatability going on here. How do we access it?"<<Simple.>> It says.<One moment.> Cyan says. <It's speaking very quickly. It seems that we need some kind of.. material sniffer. It appears as if their technology is based on six distinct chemicals- a more primitive version of nanometa- instead of electronic data.>"I see." Azure says. "We still have extra space in our nano-meta storage, so I'm retrofitting that to carry their data."She takes a cable from the back of her head, and connects it to the computer. Azure's body goes limp.<<Additionally.>> the voice says. <<When you leave... Take me with you.>>
rolled 28 = 28>>19924787Aw come on, you can do better than that.Request of the Others if they'd be willing to help you bridge the gap so you can understand their technology so as to disassemble their data. Offer knowledge of humans in return so they may know what their enemies know.
>>19924833Why do you want to go?
>>19924833Why? Are You the only one of Your kind?
rolled 29 = 29>>19924834Well, that's a little better. Best to get all the bad rolls outta the way first, huh?Also, ask the voice what sort of elements, literal and figural, it would need to survive in our sort of atmosphere. And what it would like to be called. Probably start an exchange of humanity's knowledge with theirs if possible.
>>19924833We should be polite and ask what they're exactly lacking. Maybe we can help?
"Why do you want to go?"<<I watched them.>> He said. <<I studied them. I know more than any other ancestors about them, and I slumbered for many decades, letting my computer systems do what I cannot.>>"What kind of elements would you need to survive in our sort of atmosphere?"<<As long as it is not very caustic, and as long as the gravity is not too intense, I can survive.>> It says. <<We would have died immedieately if we had more requirements.>><The gravity it is used to encountering is likely stronger than our own.> Azure says. <The accretion disk is closer to their sun, and it is stronger than earth's gravity from this distance.>"What exactly are your people lacking?"<<Everything.>> it says. <<Computer supplies, food, power, and we've all but used up the last of our coal. Water would be more useful, but we have enough to last another hundred years. It is a slow death, but certain, as it is for everything.>>
>>19924952We need to help them. And after that, they can help us.
>>19924973We can give them power.
>>19924985In spades, I suspect.
>>19924952We have powercores which give unlimited energy as far as I know. A few supply runs with water (or a recycling machine) would be simple as well. Computer supplies should not be much of a problem either.Too bad we don't have time for much right now.
>>19925013They're not exactly dying right now. If we have 100 years time, it should be easy to help them if we survive our mission.
"We can give you power." You say.<<How much?>>"As much as you want. Our technology allows for endless power, if not used improperly." You say.<<... That would be helpful. Very helpful.>>"Lucca. Send down some power cores.""How many?" She asked.Azure lifted her head. "According to mine and the Sleipnir's scans, they require, at maximum... a thousand units of Nano-meta, converted into power cores." She said. "Of course, you could give them less than that."She lowered her head again.<The retrofitted tanks are done. I'm now piping the chemicals from the shuttle to here.>
Well if what they use is similar to atomic goop, then we might be able to figure out a way to convert their chemicals into atomic goop.That should help them quite a bit, with minimal uplifting.
>>19925037>The problem is, you don't know the exact mechanics behind atomic goop, nor how to make it. You doubt even Future Van Co. does as well, because you somehow made exotic matter with it.
>>19925035I'd say we give them full 1000. And we can take You on board, but there are rules.
>>19925068We might as well send them 1000.We did get a lot free.
>>19925091Yep. We can't forget of our little unlucky brothers, can we?
"Send it to them. All they need." You say, and Azure nods. "We can take you on board, but there are rules.">Nanometa remaining: 4800 units.<<What sort of rules?>> It asks. <<And if you take me, you may as well take my shuttle- I require most of it to survive any longer than another twenty years.>>
>>19925134I think we need to compare our *years*.
"I.. think we need to compare our years."<I'm already doing so.> Cyan said. <Whenever I translate a unit of time, I convert it into our unit of year, usually rounded. He's actually speaking about two decades.>
>>19925134Well, I am the capitain of this ship. This is Lucca and Lucas, they were mostly unaffected by your ancient enemies. That is Azure. The missing crew is Amy, Ishelda and ******(? - don't care checking). Until on my ship, you are about to follow my orders. And, tell us about Yourself?
>>19925197<Thank you, Cyan, you are doing so well, recently>
"Well, I am the captain of this ship. While you're on my ship, you are to follow my orders, and not harm my allies."<<I understand, and concede to those rules.>>"And can you tell us about yourself?"<<My name is Phi.>> The response comes. <<I am a mother\father of six, and I watched our world torn apart. They tore open wormholes, and shot enormous spears down, pulled by momentum and gravity. Hundreds of thousands of spears, each incredibly heavy. I escaped with my eggs, and in the aftermath, we ended up living on the shards of our broken world. Eventually, me and my kind sent away all of our young, and set our computers to find our enemies. Then we slumbered, and awoke rarely.>><The power cores are sent and most of them installed.> Azure said. <Returning to my shell.>Her body twists up, and the sensor suite clicks on.
>>19925314Well, here you go, Free Energy you got on your planet. Now tell me, where shall we go now?
Hey Exabyte was that you that said 'they're looking for you' a few threads ago? It was oddly prophetic of the next thread and I don't think anon would have had access to that info.>Although it would have been the logical step into the rise of an arc.
>>19925383wut?has anyone really been far even as decided to use even go want to do look more like?
>>19925433>has anyone really been far even as decided to use even go want to do look more likeI'm sorry, could you repeat that in a Terrestrial language?
>>19925383>Wink.<The others in the asteroid belt are now exclaiming about having significant additional power.> Cyan says."I'm moving the alium shuttle inside the Sleipnir, now." Azure said. "And then disinfecting it. It appears as if most of the machinery is valves and pipes, complete with water and chemical canisters. The only organic creature in there is that small, cybernetic beetle. I believe it is Phi.""Now tell me, where shall we go now?" You ask.<<You have the data.>> Phi responds. <<You tell me.>><I'm still deciphering it.> Cyan says. <I'm.. getting a lot of work on my plate. Azure, can you translate for me?>"Yes." Azure says. Her sensor suite clicks off, and she reconnects to the computers again.
>>19925466Come on man, that meme's over a year old.The direct translation is: "Has any video game company really taken such measure to make a game so realistic?"
>>19925471Do a chit chat with Phi, lear about him more.Ask about the enemies.
>>19925471"The AIs are working on it. Maybe we should fab some fresh hardware for 'em..."
>>19925491And I haven't encountered it before. Thus, to me, it is not a meme but a random collection of what the fuck.>>19925507Good idea. Give Cyan time to process and get to know Phi a bit before making a decision.
>>19925507Agreed. Ask how they managed to get the Emperors to destroy their planet.
>>19925548Especially for you. I decided to use even go want to do look more like before it was cool to use even go want to do look more like. I have even really been far even as decided to use even go want to do look more like, that I stopped doing look more like a long time ago, and now I just use even go want to do look more like. Sage for offtop.
As you wait, you see a drone lead the beetle onto the bridge- It was much larger than you'd initially thought- around the size of a small dog, or a large cat. Six legs carry it's bulky shell, and where you suppose the beetle's head is, you see a thick helmet. On the beetle's shell were two strange pumps, both closed."What do you know about your.. enemies?" You ask.The bug chitters....<Oh, right, sorry.> Azure says, and then makes your helmet chitter in response.<<We call them the emperors. It is not their own name for themselves.>> Phi says, slowly twisting in circles and looking at everything. "How did they come to destroy your planet?"<<The first time we saw them appear, we cheered. We were not alone, we thought. Then they took some of us, without a word, and left. When they came back, they attacked. After a long time, I figured out why they did. They could not control us. And I know why. I know their weakness.>>
>>19925592"That sounds quite useful to know."
>>19925592I am very interested in their weakness. Given that I am considering performing genocide on them it would be helpful.
>>19925592Tell me about their weakness.Also, I am curious, were you always looking like that, or that is a sign of adaptation?
>>19925635NOOOOOOOOOO - don't use that word near to Phi - he's genocided, you fool.He won't help anyone genocidal.
>>19925592That would be some spec-fucking-tacular information to have. Invite him to continue.>>19925566>[Transmission Garbled: Unreadable]I assume that can be translated into something intelligible, but I just don't give enough of a fuck to find out what.
"That sounds quite useful to know. I'm very interested in their weakness."<<Steel is their weakness. Cybernetics. The less flesh you have, the less they can affect you. All of our kind carried cybernetics within ourselves, so they could not control us. I hardly know how it works- they send some pulse that effects one's brain and nervous system- but a measure of cybernetics will deflect, block, or disseminate the pulse.>>"I'm curious- were you always looking like that, or is that a sign of adaptation?"<<Our young have the six legs and the shells. We implant them with the slumbering pumps when their shell is thick enough.>>
Exabyte, we still have the wormhole generator data, right? Could we (have) dropped that off with Talos to reverse engineer, perhaps figure out a defense/denial area generator?
>>19925683"Tell me, how much resistance should being technically braindead get me?"
>>19925697That's a suprisingly well tasted idea. I like it. Prevents sheanigans and DC80 Escape Artist.
>>19925683We're technically braindead, our flesh brain is just for processing, our consciousness is in the Bullfrog, which is metal. We also can control our armor completely through the Bullfrog which means even if he shuts down the nervous system we don't give a damn.
>>19925697>You could have, but reverse-engineering the alien tech, for the most part, requires some kind of lateral thought- something that AI are incapable of."Tell me, how much resistance should being technically braindead get me?"<<Little.>> He said. <<If your mind is completely cybernetic, then your nervous system would still deactivate. You would be paralyzed, and your senses would vanish. That is among the data I sent you.>><This should take less time than I originally thought.> Cyan said. <Their computer systems use the exact same language as they do. This is a very significant amount of data, though.><Dave.> Azure says. <If what Phi is saying is true, then I know how they deactivated you. Your nervous system's oddity- whatever it is- allows them to send you to sleep. Your bullshit magic hacking is the reason they can manipulate you. We need to see Jun.>
>>19925759Oh snap. Let's teleport Jun up to us and have a little talk.
>>19925787It's already been established the teleporting doesn't work that.
>>19925759We don't need our nervous system to be up. We set up a hardwired connection from the suit's sensors to the bullfrog and route everything through there. Have a secondary purely cybernetic nervous system from the Bullfrom to our Powered Armor. We can cover sight, sound and touch through the various sensors we have and we'll live without smell for a bit.We route direct control of the suit to the Bullfrog, much like when we're robobutlering, who cares if your arms and legs are paralyzed, the suit is still moving.
>>19925566You've got to be kidding me. I've been further even more decided to use even go need to do look more as anyone can. Can you really be far even as decided half as much to use go look for that? My guess is that when one really been far even as decided to use go want, it is then that he has really far even as decided once to use even go want to do look more like.>It's just common sense.
>>19925796Well, considering the fork on earth, it's possible, but on second thought, we don't wan't Van Co to know it can teleport anywhere else.
>>19925829Transmission received. Status : Acknowledged.Good job.
"I don't need my nervous system to be up. All I need to do is to connect the bullfrog to my armor."<That's not what I mean.> Azure says. <Your nervous system is manipulating the bullfrog, not just the other way around. I believe Jun should implant a toggle-able disconnect between your nervous system and your bullfrog.>
>>19925885"That, or we could outright reverse the feed. My consciousness has been receding into the Bullfrog for ages now. The question is, would that be worth it? I'll still be Dave, but the meat-sack of my body will just be an extension of myself rather than... Well, myself."
rolled 14 = 14>>19925885I thought the bullfrog was our 'brain' or at least the thinking part of it. The (organic) brain controls the nervous system, so why does the nervous system control the brain (inorganic)?>see >>19925829 my previous post for how I feel about this new turn of events.Also, can we open a wormhole to earth and send just a tramsmission through? I would think at least that much would be simple, to at least warn Jun of some impending talk and questions about the bullfrog.
>>19925885Well I guess we'll just have to fix that. I figured since my consciousness was in there that's how it worked. Shouldn't be that hard, one switch for fuck your mind magic another for Bullshit Magic Hacking.
>>19925952Magic : The Bullshit Hacking sounds better.
rolled 48 = 48>>19925946Well, with only 5% brain matter that one time dave was still fully conscious, I'd say that his entire conscience is in the bullfrog. That pretty much leaves a bit of brain stem. Whatever 5% was left was not enough to think functional thoughts, much less enough to keep dave alive. The brain is used for other things besides thinking nd moving limbs. If Dave hadn't been fully using his brain during that time he surely would have died.>Sorry for the digress.
"I guess we'll have to fix that. I figured since my consciousness was in there, that's how it worked. Shouldn't be that hard. One switch for fuck your mind magic, another for bullshit magic hacking." You say.<That is what I thought.> Azure said."Onyx. Take us... to earth."<Calculating... Charging...>The Sleipnir suddenly appears above Valhalla, space warping, and you're sailing through the sky. You can communicate with Talos and Daedalus, now.<There's a message from Verne.> Talos says.
Play it.
>>19926038Patch it through Talos. After that we'll have a quick talk with Jun.
rolled 47 = 47>>19926038>>19926048Main screen turn on.
<Patch it through.> You say.<Hey, Amy.> Verne's voice says, just as eloquently as verne usually speaks. He sounds rather... forlorn. <Heard about that trip to space. Call me when you get back. We have some things to talk about.><It cuts off there.> Talos says.
rolled 73 = 73>>19926085Slap that fucker. Teleport to right in front of him and slap him. Then ask why he wants to talk to Amy.>Or a better suggestion from somebody that read more than 10 of the NFCQ.
>>19926116Why the fuck would you slap him?I'm tempted to just ignore it for now because he will wreck our shit once he finds out what happened so we probably need Amy there to calm him down at that point. Go see Jun and get out again, pronto. We were never here.
rolled 89 = 89>>19926142Why the fuck not?You must be some kind of pussy irl.>He talked to our girl.
>>19926085"... I am fucked. By God, I am completely and utterly fucked.">>19926116Anonydrunk, stop being silly.
>>19926157He's pretty much Amy's Uncle. It makes sense for him to talk to her. >>19926085Well, fuck fuck fuck. I think that according to all on planet records I should not be here. I'll talk to Jun and hopefully Verne won't know I'm home.
>>19926157He's her uncle, they live together, he's allowed to talk to her.
No slapping. Ignore the message for the time being.
rolled 63 = 63>>19926116So that people stop being piss, I'll repost this part of my post:>Or a better suggestion from somebody that read more than 10 of the NFCQ.That means that I don't have a good suggestion right now and don't know the history properly.>>19926192Like I said, I don't know the history worth shit.>Thanks for the info, though.>>19926196>The slap thing was a joke.>I don't think Exabyte will actually do that.
"I am fucked." You say. "By god, I am completely and utterly fucked.""What? Why?" Sigma asked.Verne is many things. Amy's uncle. A hardened cop, before he was kicked off of the force for brutality, and then he became a hardened vigilante. A man with an augmented arm, and each and every one of his internal organs replaced with implanted versions, after a car bomb shoved shrapnel through his body. That was the same incident Amy lost her legs, if you remember properly. You just remember him saying 'I will *break* you', the time you took Amy to a bar. You don't know much about him, and he hardly ever talks, but the few things he has said is.. rather terrifying. You don't want to get on his bad side."Verne's going to wreck my shit. We were never here, got it?""Right." Sigma says. "We were never here."<Onyx. Take us to EE.><Understood. Calculating...>You shimmer into existence above Nearfuture city, floating above the building. As you watch, and as the ship descends closer to the roof, Jun steps out, wind blowing through her hair. You think you notice a few more grey stripes than was there last time."Dave!" She said, waving. "How was your trip?"
>>19926246A bit of an utter clusterfuck. I need your help with the bullfrog, I need to be able to toggle a disconnect between the Bullfrog and my nervous system. Also make sure I can run my Powered Armor entirely from the bullfrom even if my nervous system and what's left of my brain are paralyzed.
>>19926246"Badly. The artifact we used to create a wormhole belongs to a race of reality-fucking demigods who can bullshit magic hack brains the way I bullshit magic hack technology. They wanted it back. Most everyone got taken away to become some sort of... 'Pet.' They took Amy, Jun. I need you to give me a killswitch, so I can temporarily override my nervous system and transfer all control to the part of my consciousness within the Bullfrog. I need you to make me a monster."
>>19926246We've met three different kinds of aliums already!Unfortunately one of the kinds isn't very nice so I kind of need some help quickly.
>>19926321How does this make us a monster? I think that after our brain turned into goop and we were still the same we got over the issues of silicon vs fleshie brain. Dave is Dave no matter what.
>>19926355Oh, yes. I didn't mean 'make us a monster' in that sense. I mean that we need to up our cybernetic game and we need Jun's help to do it. We thought we were a tentacled god of war. We were wrong. Now we need to really become one in order to save Amy.
>>19926355>It's always been questionable how much of you were you, and nothing was set in stone. This surgery will make it definite."Badly." You say. "The artifact we used to create a wormhole belongs to a race of reality-fucking demigods who can bullshit magic hack brains the way I bullshit magic hack technology. They wanted it back. Most everyone got taken away to become some sort of... 'Pet'. They took Amy, Jun. I need you to give me a killswitch, so I can temporarily cut my nervous system and transfer all control to the part of my consciousness within the Bullfrog.""I- I can do that, but-" She says."I need you to make me a monster." You say, and remove your power suit's helmet.She gulps, then nods. She puts on her own headset. "Get the medical team ready. Do you want anything else implanted, Dave? We have all of KI's technology, too, because the merger is complete. No cost- I'll pay for everything out of my own pocket."
need new cybernetics asap
What other upgrades are available?
>>19926386What else can we throw in here?If it means saving Amy we'll become a monster. We'll burn their world to ash then throw RKVs at them until there is no trace of them left in the universe.
I need the ALL newest n best cybernetics its the only way to counter them...........verne I need u to make me a monster a true unholy combination of flesh and steel I need to become a techpriest god of war I need to become something more I need........Project Mars
"What do you have?""We can implant and replace organic muscle with synthetic, we can give you a strengthened, thick mesh underneath your skin, subdermal implants. Replace your synthetic organs, tear out bone and replace it with strengthened material made out of atomic goop... I can implant you with internal power shields, internal cloaking.. I can't give you any neural implants, because of the bullfrog and your own peculiarities..." She said. "And anything else you can think of."
>>19926458Project Mars shall be its code name of the project to turn me into that.
>>19926475Make it so. No matter what happens to this body, flesh or metal I'm still Dave fucking Davidson. Improve me in every way you can.
"I need all of them." You say."All of them?""The synthetic muscle, the mesh, the bone, subdermal plating.. Everything you can do.""...What about Project Immortal?" She asks, in a small voice. "Since you're braindead, it won't be hard..."
rolled 61 = 61>>19926475"I NEED ALL THE CHANGES"
>>19926542What's that one again?
rolled 7 = 7>>19926542"I SAID ALL"
>>19926542Go for it. I need everything I can get. I'll worry about the implications to my humanity when I'm done.
>>19926475Question is, if we want to. Stay human or not?Personally, I would choose bones, muscles and cloaking.
>>19926475>>19926386"Good. Replace my flesh, beneath the skin, with synthetic materials. All of it. Give me a refined Project Immortal treatment; instead of amorphous cables, a static yet regenerative body of steel and plastic. If it's human and can be synthetically enhanced or replaced with a better equivalent, do it. Outwardly, leave me a man, and leave the brain intact. But the rest has to go; it's weak. I'll also need Mark's research on androids, because I need more than the skilled skeleton crew I have, and have a plan for how to get it. If you can get some cadavers to serve as a base for some of what I'm planning, that would be fantastic."The flesh is weak. The flesh is impure. Hail the machine! Hail the Omnissiah!Toll the Great Bell Once!Pull the Lever forward to engage thePiston and Pump...Toll the Great Bell Twice!With push of Button fire the EngineAnd spark Turbine into life...Toll the Great Bell Thrice!Sing Praise to theGod of All Machines
let me put it this way verne I no longer need to be human just make sure I can acquire later upgrades thats all I need.
>>19926542Well, what of the stuff could you take out afterwards?We would miss out on a lot of stuff if we end up like Sigma.
>>19926542NOOOOOOOOOOO - what about Amy?
No, seriously, what's Project Immortal?
rolled 43 = 43>>19926555Oh wait. Leave the reproductive systems. Make some kind of protection system for it though. That is verily needed.
I think we should take a few moments about the consequences of changing Dave so... extremely.
Project Immortal.You first knew him as Kell. A normal, asshole of an IT technician, who worked for Cadmium Dynamics. Then, on a mission, you killed him... and he came back as Project Immortal. Stronger, every time. Underneath his skin hid writhing cables, and atomic goop repaired every wound he had, eventually, even repairing limbs that had been ripped off. You finally had to resort to using an orbital laser cannon to finally take him down. Lucas has the same implantation, albeit a weaker, more minor version, and it was a lot of trouble for him, as the cables didn't act as he wanted.All in all, Project Immortal was the most perverse, unholy, *wrong* implant you'd found. Invasive. Uncomfortable, and uncontrollable, for the most part."How much can you remove afterward?"".. I should be able to get rid of everything but the bone and muscle." She said. "Even Project Immortal."
rolled 67 = 67No on project immortal
verne upgrade the bullfrog while your at it build a super computer that entrenches n surrounds my brain but still giving it room to regenerate.
>>19926636Yeah, let's not do that. Maybe it would help, maybe not. Let's just not do it.>>19926648Verne's not here, Ernest.
>>19926636"I don't know if I'll even want it removed. But it's good to know I have the option."Followed by >>19926577
>>19926641Support. I guess there is a chance that it is from ALIUMS - emperors, to be correct.
>>19926636Let's not push our luck. I'd say giving Project Immortal a miss is indicated.
>>19926636Yeah... let's not do project immotal.
include project immortal but I have one request verne leave my reproductive system or if neccessary leave something equivelent n adjustable just make sure to leave some sperm in a sperm bank just in case.
>>19926636If I can't control it I don't know if I want it. But it could be the difference between winning and losing.Implant everything but Project Immortal. Maybe you can tie Immortal into my armor and not me, let the armor have all of the self repair stuff.
>>19926636Let's not do project immortal.
No to project immortal.
>>19926698Actually, Project Immortal in armor makes sense.Voting for this.
rolled 61 = 61>>19926636ALL OF THE THINGS.
do project immortal replace muscle with synth muscle bone with a stronger equivelent organs with gen 3 equivelents would perfer to avoid poisens.
Actually guys we CAN control project immortal we did it to help a freind remember so yes.
>>19926730I agree. If we can get that thing working without actually having it in our body, why not?
>>19926735One more word and NONE OF THEM. All, but project Immortal.
>>19926730IMMORTAL ON THE ARMOUR.MAKE IT SO
"Everything but Project Immortal." You growl. "I'm done with being human, if that's what it takes. They took Amy."Jun bites her lip, then nods. "Medical team, hurry up. We have a lot of work to do."Jun puts you under the knife.. and gets to work.The bones come first. She weaves around them with thick cable, supplementing them with a dense, strong material. The synthetic muscles come second- she tears out your organic ones as you watch, replacing them with well-crafted synthetic versions. Stronger. More efficient.The mesh comes third, weaving around the underneath of your skin. Slashing weapons should do nothing, now- even monomolecular edged weapons should have trouble cutting through.The Flesh Is Weak, you think.She slides you under a machine you hadn't seen before- Long, thick cables climb down onto you, reparing whatever damage the surgery had done, and then she pulls you back up."How are you feeling?" She asks.In response, you clench your fist. It creaks, and sparks shoot from it- It seems she upgraded the one implant you had before.
let us do two project immortals onevin armor in one in us. if I remember correctly we actually can control it due to our bullshit hacking. Since wasn't there a guy we helped doing so?
>>19926828>He still can't control it- you just modified it to keep it from trying to integrate everything he touches.
>>19926828But the bullshit hacking let's aliums put us to sleep.
>>19926812"Like I could take on the damned galaxy, if that's what it takes. Where's Mark? I need to make some servitors and acolytes."
rolled 92 = 92>>19926812Please explain the fist thing further. Good imagery, I just dont know the history.>I should really read that NFCQ RAR I downloaded...
>>19926812"Strange. Really, really strange. I hope Amy won't mind this too much."
>>19926812Groovy. Keep my bits in storage, just in case I want them later.Stretch, get a handle on our new stuff, make sure we can flip the switch to disconnect everything from the nervous system.
>>19926812Welp, we don't have a penis anymore. Goodbye kinky Amy shenanigans.
"Strange. Really, really strange. I hope Amy won't mind this too much.""I knew that would be important." Jun said. "So I kept a lot of you intact. Mostly the parts you... need. Other than being more muscled, you should seem perfectly normal. Except for the bullfrog."You clench your fist again, and lightning sparks from it. You remember the time Jun gave you this implant- it was just supposed to be a bullshit-hacking relay, so you could bullshit-hack things through Faraday shields.. but you screwed it up, so now you can also shoot lightning out of it."Where's Mark?" You say."He's... gone." She said. "On vacation. And I forgot to say- After Amy stopped working here, when we emptied her lab, we found something." She said.She picked up a green case, and slid it over to you.You open it, and see...The Javelin. Part anti-materiel rifle, part rocket launcher, all plasma- you could only use it once every few minutes, do to the heat it generated. This one was different, however. It looked like it had some kind of heat sink chamber in the back- with six heat sinks- each looked like you could tug it out and replace it easily. Experimentally, you pull one out. It hisses. You slide it back in.Six shots before you have to let it cool down. Groovy.
>>19927013Sorry that I can't stay Jun, but I have to go kick some Alium's teeth in.
>>19927013"Jun, what do you know about robotics?"Pull up an image of some Tech-Priests and Servitors on our much-neglected PDA. If we can't play our bullshit plastic miniatures game anymore, then we'll just have to get bigger, shootier miniatures and MAKE people play with us. Namely, the Emperors.
Uh, I think while we're here, we should spend more of our money on some atomic goop. We could be gone for quite some time.
>>19927067Did I not propose it in one of prev threads?You mean, like scale 1:1 AdMech?
rolled 100 = 100>>19927013"thank you Jun, do you have a backup armorer? I think I need some more holsters..."have you got any material upgrades on armor? new materials? stronger auged' muscles? more power? I need more power...and more monomolecular bolts for my crossbow...more efficacious coils for my gauss weapons. more power for my blades, an improved EM hammer. EVERYTHING I NEED MORE
"Sorry that I can't stay, Jun," You say, shouldering the Javelin and putting back on your power armor. It seems a bit more snug, now. "But I have to go kick some alium's teeth in.""And if the alien doesn't have teeth?""Then I'll give him teeth just to kick them in." You growl, and climb aboard the Sleipnir.<The data we've deciphered isn't very useful.> Cyan said. <But between Onyx, his teleporter, and Phi's data and I, we can find out when an Emperor opens a wormhole, and where it goes to.>
rolled 16 = 16>>19927109>>19927107damn, too late...ah well...
>>19927088With the 5 tons we got from the teleporter trade I don't think it's worth it. A very significant chunk of our cash will only get us a small proportion more goop.
>>19927107Well, we all can see it's noko'ed, but it's also nat 100.
<Is there anything yet?> You ask Cyan. <No, not yet.>You stop.You turn around, and you face Jun once more."... I need more." You say. "More power, more materiels, more auged muscles.""But.. I don't think there's anything else I can...""I can help." Azure says, walking into Jun's office. "I built my own body, after all."Jun nodded, and wiped her brow. "Time for round two, then," She said."You don't need to help." Azure said, looking up to the machine Jun had used to heal you up after surgery. "I can do it."The cables dig into your flesh, and get to work.---You sit up, and it seems... easier to breathe. Easier to move. Easier to do.. everything."Among other things," Azure said. "I lined the inside of your skull with extra CPU. You should be able to have augmented bullet-time, now."
rolled 84 = 84>>19927151yeah, but then that's never stopped Exabyte when he feels like using my rolls. always noko'd because I cannot for the life of me get any of the damn quick-reply settings/apps to ever work...
>>19927205I LOVE YOU EXABYTE!Now it's time to kick ass.
>>19927091Yes. Just one, to start. A techpriest.We have a number of AI constructs. Very smart ones, and a sapient one, as opposed to Amy's many, many bootlegs that were used to haphazardly construct Azure. With their powers combined, he will be CAPTAIN OMNISSIAH.>>19927109"Fantastic. Now. Azure. Cyan. Onyx. Magenta. Daedalus. Talos. I need you- all of you- to do something for me, before we set off from Earth again. I need you to construct a new AI, sharing attributes of yourselves to make him whole. Cyan, lend your technical skill. Magenta, your killing capacity. Onyx, your knowledge of technological obscura. Daedalus, your sheer bombastic personality and wide-reaching control capacity. Talos, your ability to orchestrate warfare. And Azure... I need you to give him a spark of life and wisdom. You all alright with this plan?"I didn't forget any AI's, did I? Don't think I did.
>>19927205You're the best Azure. You are the best AI in the whole world. Give Azure a hug.
>>19927205"Neat."
>>19927205Is our brain still there?And can't we give you more CPU space? I think it'd make it easier to do stuff on the fly.
>>19927234All is allright but the Daedalus personality. Seal of approval.
"Is my brain still there?""It's still burned out," Azure said, "But I've been scanning your brain long enough and well enough to estimate how much it'll grow. There won't be any adverse side effects, and your brain should regrow naturally.""You're the best, Azure." You say, and hug her. She doesn't react."Now." You say, slipping on a long, red robe over your power suit- it's only appropriate, now that you're this augmented. "It's time to kick ass.""Dave." Jun says. "Good luck."
>>19927205"thank you Azure. I do have a question for you, would you mind making for me more weapons like yourself?""nothing but rudimentary AI programming for them, you lead them in the fighting till we get Amy back? call them machine spirits...""we will lead even the men of Iron in this battle."
>>19927295I don't need luck, I've got the Omnissiah with me. May his holy drite guide you.
>>19927295"Thanks Jun."
>>19927313Let's not seem crazy.
rolled 68 = 68>>19927299GODDAMN 4CHAN REMEMBER MY NAME AND E-MAIL FIELDS.
"I don't need luck." you say, and climb into the Sleipnir."I do have a question for you, Azure, would you mind making me more weapons like yourself? Nothing but rudimentary AI programming for them..""They wouldn't function properly." Azure said. "I don't have nearly the time to create an AI with the skills to use a body similar to mine- and I will not copy myself, for reasons I've mentioned previously.""Dave." Lucca says, waving. "I've been talking with Phi a bit, and what he says about the emperors are pretty interesting. He says that their bodies aren't what they were born with. They change themselves, but not with augments or implants."
"Genetic modifications?"
>>19927354How do they do that? Fleshwarping and so on?
>>19927354Oh shit, Amy's mind is going to be replaced by an evil alium?
rolled 71 = 71>>19927354>aww no minions? :("their magic can meet my steel"cyan have you translated the data? you have? good. Onyx, take us to the edge of their system or indeed take us to just outside it. I want to see how they tick.
>>19927273No proper Adeptus Mechanicus member can get by without some hamminess. "I HEAR THE MACHINE SPIRIT'S VOICE!" and such.>>19927354"Something of a catch 22, that. The answer to the conundrum of time taken to design it- since I'm certainly not going try to make you copy yourself- is that you need a little help making it.">>19927234
<Cyan, have you translated the data?> You ask.<Yes, but it's hardly helpful.> Cyan said. <We do know that they have no system, and we know how to detect the wormholes within a certain distance, but that's it. We don't know->Onyx blares.<Wormhole, approximately ten light-years away.> Onyx says.
>>19927467Let's do this. We've got some Aliums to interrogate the living fuck out of.
>>19927467"Shit. Azure & co, can you at least make a seed for the AI, to expand on later? I wanted to have him up and running and the ship retooled before the Emperors started anything, but we'll have to get by without either."
rolled 22 = 22>>19927467>query:::is everyone aboard the slepnir?>if yes; then"Onyx, take us there ASAP">if no; then "GET YOUR ASSES TO THE SHIP ITS TIME FOR A BUG HUNT"
>>19927467Ignore it and go find a taco place. No wait, let's do the other thing. The one where we go there and beat the shit out of them.
"Let's do this." You say. "Onyx, take us there."<Calculating...> Onyx says.A ship is drifting in the void. Large, brightly-colored, with two crystals on each end. Burning glyphs sit on the side of the ship, broadcasting who the ship belongs to- An Emperor. The Emperors. Whichever. It seems to have no visible weapons.And then the Sleipnir appears there, alongside it, eight mechandrites sticking to the bottom.You disconnect your nervous system- good thing Jun connected your synthetic muscles directly to your bullfrog, so you can use your body without it."What's the plan?" Lucca asked, biting her lip. she cocked her rifle. "I can try to cut them open."
>>19927569"The plan is that we rend their ship apart. No mercy for this scum. Charge the disintegration cannon!"<Scan for a brig. Make sure not to target it. They might have slaves on board.>While we're waiting for the cannon to come online, tear the hull apart in passes with our uber-mechandrites and pop anything coming at us from the ship with the gauss weaponry.
>>19927569Can we get any details on the interior of the their ship? If Amy, or any of our friends are on there, just blowing the ship up could be quite bad.
>>19927569I want some answers. Cut them open, grappled them to keep them from going anywhere. If the crystals start doing anything weird CRUSH THEM. I'll go inside for answers.
>>19927643I think it may be smarter to board the ship before destroying it, to be honest.
Wow, I can't believe I have to explain this, but here goes.We can't actually directly destroy any of their ships until we're sure where the hostages are. Once we are sure, and I mean 100% sure, we can disintegrate every single one of the motherfuckers until none remain.But until then, we have to assume Amy is potentially on every ship.
rolled 35 = 35>>19927569"all shields to maximum, disintegration canon on standby, Magenta ping them with all sensors, and use geometry to determine weak points in case they use non-standard or unknown materials""cyan hail them, tell them we'd like a word with them.""azure, untill you're ripping your way through the ship lend a hand and man the drites" Onyx, prepare the calculations that would take us to a different relative position at zero-zero relative velocity and directly perpendicular to them so as to give them the most wonderful view down the barrel of our disintegration canon. can you hold the capacitors charged? if you can then do it.
>>19927668The theoretical brig and its occupants will be able to survive long enough separated from the ship for us to rescue the prisoners. Bulkheads will seal against the vacuum. The rest of the ship? No reason to give a shit. And no reason to try getting into a fistfight with the Emperors if we don't have to.>>19927673Seconded. This is why I've made a note of "look for brig, don't shoot brig."
>>19927700I'm glad you know how their ships are designed. What if the Emperors don't have any problems with the vacuum?
>>19927655>if the crystals start doing anything weird, DISINTEGRATE THEMFTFY
"Can we get any details on the interior of their ship?"<I'm trying.> Cyan said. <And Phi is trying with his own, strange computer, but we can't get much.>"Grapple them with the mechandrites." You say, and the Sleipnir starts reaching for the ship. "Crush the crystals if they do anything weird. I want some answers. Lucca, cut them open.""Magenta, find weak points. Cyan, hail the, tell them we'd like a word. Azure, lend a hand and man the drites." You say. "Onyx, can you hold the capacitors charged? If you can, do it."<Seeking.> Magenta said.<Hailing frequencies open.><Right.><Charging...>Lucca nods, and out of the belly of your ship, swarms of drones spew out, mining lasers at the ready, as they climb down to dig into the ship.And they try.Try being the operative word. A shield comes up, smashing the drones against it... and then individual shields spring up around each and every drone, slowly getting smaller and crushing them.
rolled 44 = 44>>19927569Bind to it with the mechandrites, smash any weapons it has, send in a boarding party.
FUCK YES GRAPPLING STARSHIPS
rolled 91 = 91>>19927726Start crushing their ship with the mechandrites.
rolled 57 = 57>>19927688"Gemini, we're on GQ for now, be ready with vac-protection less than 7 seconds to hand. ready weapons, and drones but do not deploy.""Phi is there anything you might be able to tell me that might help" "good, then lets be about this then"
>>19927760As an addendum to this, until that shit stops.
rolled 33 = 33>>19927717Then we'll have to sear the hull around the brig shut and use atomic goo to create a breathable atmosphere to pump inside.>>19927726Punch the Emperor ship in its faggot face with a mechandrite fist."Hello. I believe you might have something of mine or know where she is. I'd very much like her back. If you don't, I'm afraid I'm going to have to vaporize you."
rolled 41 = 41>>19927726(over the hailing feq)"your people have taken my comrades and my pet, I demand their return, tell me or I will destroy you, WHERE ARE THEY"
"Start crushing the ship." You say.<With pleasure.> Magenta says, luxuriously, and the eight massive cables start slowly crushing the ship. <More resistance than I expected, but the shields aren't acting against me.>"My drones are gone!" Lucca says."Gemini, sigma, we're on battle-stations for now. Get vacuum protection.""On it." Lucas responds."Phi, is there anything you might be able to tell me that might help?"<<It cannot wormhole away while you cling to it- the wormhole generators have a minimum speed requirement, and I doubt it can accelerate to that speed with you dragging it back.>>The crystals start glimmering, and glyphs burn into your head. With Onyx's help, you translate them.<<Thing this do you do why.>> It says, tonelessly.
>>19927841<<My crew you stole because. Back I want them.>>I thought Yoda was meant to be a good guy?
rolled 96 = 96>>19927841cyan, can we broadcast on that wavelength? send them a reply.<<BECAUSE YOU HAVE TAKEN WHAT IS MINE>>
>>19927841<<Because you done did diddly to me I did not dat done like. And this hurts you.>>
>>19927867This pleeease.
>>19927841You took someone I care about. There is a saying you ought to hear. Demons run when a good man goes to war, I am this good man and this is a declaration of war.
<<stop stop anymore fun isn't this stop stop.>> It continues.<Cyan, broadcast on that wavelength.><.. On what wavelength?> Cyan asks.<I can.> Onyx says. <Capacitors charged.><<BECAUSE YOU HAVE TAKEN WHAT IS MINE!>> You cry back.The crystals go dark, as the mechandrites tear into them... and they shatter.<Their shields are down.> Magenta says. <And the crushing has opened up weak points.>
>>19927916Send a boarding party in!
>>19927926We are the boarding party. I want answers, I want them to know fear and I shall show it to them.
>>19927916"Keep disabling the ship. Leave it intact for now. Make sure none of them get in while I go get some answers."Port in. Laugh as they shit their pants, since they're basically Psykers, and we're a Pariah.
rolled 38 = 38>>19927926SECONDED>>19927916Luccas, Azure, we're going over to say hello; Phi, if you wish it you may come as well. Lucca, stay here. (she isn't a CQC expert IIRC)<<a boarding party we are sending over; die you will if they are harmed. a word with you I wish to speak>>
"Let's send in a boarding party." You say."Hell yes." Sigma says. The hover-plates built into his armor glimmer with light.Lucas' goggles shine blue, and the Project Immortal that hides within him writhes unnaturally. With a knife, he cuts open his own hand. Cables writh out, and cling to his rifle, binding it to his hand. "Ready." He says."I'll stay here." Azure says. "In case something goes wrong."Lucca shakes, then closes her eyes, and her Prototype IDW thrums."Unlimited drone works." She says serenely, eyes closed. "Get to the airlock. I'll cut you guys a door."The mining drones went forth once more, and started carving through the enemy ship's hull.---The three of you rush through the Sleipnir's hall, fully armored, and run through the airlock- no time for decontamination procedures. No need, either.You tear your way through the hull...And find a pile of large, angry, four-legged beasts, reptilian in nature and with very large teeth. They don't seem to care about the vacuum.<<Kill.>> the glyph burns, and the beasts charge forward.
rolled 98 = 98>>19928026Kill them, open up with the autocannons, grab one with two big drites and rip it in half.
rolled 8 = 8>>19927916Time to become their bogeyman.Walk over to their ship, keep the personal teleporter on standby incase they try anything fancy.He sounds like a spoilt brat.
>>19928026KILLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!
>>19928050HAHA! Mince meat!
rolled 83 = 83>>19928026Fry their brains with sith lightning. They're probably hardened against conventional weaponry and might keep going after being partially melted by plasma. We're going to take a page from the glyph's book and just fuck the brain up. March on the Glyph and grab its semi-corporeal form, and simply hold it, screaming into its mind over the radio.<<I am the God from the machine. I am he who broke the Dragon's back and slew the Kraken. I am the march of progress. I am that which you most fear. I am the psykic void. I am wholly machine and man at the same time. I am no pet, monster. I am your doom. I AM DAVE.>>
rolled 48 = 48>>19928112it's a pity we cannot just broadcast that to their entire race via their bullshit communication machine/magic
"Kill." You say.You stand there, bracing yourself with your lightest 'drites, and open fire.The bolts of plasma tear down the alium 'pets', melting them. On either side of you, Lucas and Sigma are doing the same. Sigma's standing there, rifle raised, firing as rapidly as possible- for each shot, you see a power core meltdown inside one of the aliums.The one that enters CQC first, surprisingly, is Lucas.He dives forward, sliding around an alium, monomolecular blade at the ready.And then he vanishes, his stealth module activating, and slashing the aliums to ribbons.At the end... there's little but small piles of minced meat, slagged corpses, and still-warm, twitching bits of sliced limbs.You storm through the halls, stepping over the bodies, your hands sparking. At a computer covered with glyphs, sitting in a chair much too large...Is a woman. A woman you know. Alli Templar. A woman you killed. A woman who once went mad. Her brother was Grayson's best friend- his partner in the military... and then he died when he was implanted with the Bullfrog. Because of that, she hated you, and she hated Jun... She ended up with an arm replaced with monomolecular claws, so you killed her with a bomb. But she's here, and her arm seems intact. And at her side, sitting in another seat, is Grayson. The implants in his wrists are gone, replaced with perfect, unblemished flesh.>>End of thread! WHEEEE>>My twitter is @futureexabyte>>And I'll stick around to answer questions!
>>19928206MIND FUCKERY! Oh, wait, shit, I bet they were both captured. She is probably a construct, Grayson is being controlled, crap.
>>19928206Well fuck. Alli might be in it for revenge, but Grayson is probably being controlled. Unless they're fake copies.
rolled 75 = 75>>19928206Damn you Exabyte.Stab them both anyway, it's clearly some sort of trick. This will be fun...
>>19928206what
rolled 21 = 21>>19928206aww no awesome communication either?
>>19928336>Well, seeing a girl that you killed stopped you in your tracks, Just a little.
>>19928351Can we at least reserve the roll for Sith lightning and the speech for next thread's start or another later, fitting moment?
They're probably copies. I'd like to know where they got Alli from though. Grayson's memories?
rolled 7 = 7>>19928351Alli was the brother of the previous bullfrog, wasn't she? The one who went mad and we vaporised?
>>19928368>Yeah, I have no problem with that. Just tell me when.
>>19928432>Yeah, she was.
rolled 40 = 40>>19928351Good thread, the cliffhanger is a bit lacking though. I thought you said that was your specialty.>If good roll, BE AWESOME in next thread.
>>19928472I think it'd be better if we'd been around for/had read up on NFCQ.
>>19928472>>19928497You know the entirety of Nearfuture Cyborg Quest is on sup/tg/, right?
>>19928497Yep. Do Your Homework.
>>19928511And is hanging somewhere as rar.
>>19928521That is far too much effort.
>>19928531Here's the link to the rar I set up.I should really make an archive rar for SORQ, too...http://www.mediafire.com/?7cj4sxxbh98we80
>>19928564Well, then just ask E. He's doing his best to explain everything.
>>19928582Yep- Although I admit that my explanations are probably way worse than the threads themselves, because in the threads, events happened organically, while my explanation is just 'This happened and then this guy said this and then this other thing happened.'
>>19928686They're good enough, generally
rolled 17 = 17>>19928686>Something happened>Somebody said something>Something else happenedPerfect explanation Exabyte. I understand everything completely now.>Like I said, I actually have the rar of NFCQ, I've just been way too lazy to read it.>Or even unzip it.
rolled 26 = 26>>19929024Whelp that sounds more mean than I meant it to. I was just joking about Exabyte not trying to explain anything in that post, except the way his explanations works, and succeeded.>You're doing a good job exabyte.>Cheers.
Okay Exabyte, your resident photoshopfag is here with too much free time.Any requests?
>>19929286Mind eater quest: Slime thing diving out of a guy's mouth.
>>19929314If I can get a description of what the slime thing actually looks like beyond just slimy, sure.Like, does it have a general shape it prefers or is it completely amorphous? Color? Size?
>>19929404Black amorphous I believe. Probably about brain size.
Nope, not particularly. I always envision the Mind Eater as an amorphous blob of tar. With tentacles, I guess. Black, eyeless, about the size of a softball, and PULSING WITH RAW PSIONIC POWER
>>19929571YES.This is a lot better than the intro pic for MEQ that I made before. I'll use this from now on.
>>19929571Where do you even get these source images from? That's really good.
>>19929696Google images.I searched for 'tar' and used this picture:http://www.goodhousekeeping.com/cm/goodhousekeeping/images/77/ghk-stainbuster-tar-mdn.jpgErased the blue part, removed the background, messed around with the shape until it looked less like a hand and more like a blob, then added a purple outer glow.Then I googled 'head exploding' and found this picture:http://blastr.com/assets_c/2009/10/ExplodingHeadScanners-thumb-550x287-26341.jpgPut the tar blob on that, rotated and resized.
rolled 10 = 10>>19929571Beautiful.Exabyte, about your twit, Don't focus on making the aliens something related to earth. If a race is made of plasma or tiny super dense metal blobs, or like my suggestion you seemed to use, bugs or crustaceans, which i just assumed from the clicks, don't worry too much. An alium is an alium. It's even reasonable for an Alium race to be more similar to our own than those you have already shown.A good place to look for alium creatures is ocean (especially deep ocean) creatures, bugs, microscopic organisms, and of course a monster manual from any fantasy or sci-fi game of your choosing.
Hey Exabyte, I have a suggestion for you.You are, to the best of my knowledge, the best writer currently active on /tg/, and thus the person most likely to be able to pull this off.Would you consider running something similar to Envy Quest, once one of your ongoing quests has concluded? It only lasted a few threads, but it was one of the most intriguing concepts I've ever seen.In case you aren't familiar with them, here are the threads:http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/14863367/http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Envy%20Quest
>>19929848I'm actually preferring to keep the aliums (this arc, anyway) organic, for the most part. And in the tweet, I was actually referencing making them act alium- as in, with entirely foreign methods of thought, technology, and goals in life, not choosing an earth creature to make them parallel to. I actually already know most of that- I'd planned it back when I was doing SORQ. Except the Asurians were blue, rather than gray, but then I decided to make them 4-armed Sectoids.
>>19929955It does seem kind of intriguing, but if I do run something like that, it'll be months from now, after I finish Space Cyborg and then SORQ: Part Deux. And I also kind of have a thousand different ideas constantly, so at the time I might consider running something completely different.
>>19930022I assumed it wouldn't be for at least several months. But I hope you at least keep in it mind when you get that far.
>>19929955God Envy Quest was fun back in the day. Corrupting the hell out of the countryside by preying on that one noble's insecurities. Jolly good time.
>>19930113I really liked that too, but my favorite part was simply the idea of playing the personification of an abstract concept that gained power by spreading that concept.
rolled 80 = 80>>19929960Yeah. I said nothing about them being inorganic, although that is canon according to this thread (they at least partially inorganc) I was just giving suggestions about future aliums. 'Crustacean' just means something like crab or lobster. When the Asurians were introduced I got the feeling they were very humanoid but with four arms instead of two. Interesting, but I think probably four legs two arms would be more common. A complete and very detailed description of all three would be wonderful. VERY detailed.>As drunk as I am, and proclaim to be, I am much more clear-headed than many people.>I just care much, much less.
>>19930699Humans: Two arms, two legs, mildly hairy, slightly greasy, with longer hair on one's head and face.Asurians: Roughly humanoid- Four arms, two legs, long, spindly limbs, wrinkled skin, a thick, bulging head, and thicker, more stout legs than average. Perfectly hairless, and their arms are double-jointed.Tothraknid: Large, cat-sized brown beetles, with six legs- each leg has three, clawed appendages- and the shell in the back is fused together, and the inside sloshes, as if full of water. Their neck is long, and extends out from the main body quite a bit, and their heads are smaller, perportionately than the rest of their body. Four eyes, feather-like antennae, but no pincers to speak of. Normally, the shell is augmented with pumps, and the head is augmented with armor- it's their version of a pressure suit, because their shell and legs don't need it.Emperors: Wouldn't you like to know?Emperor's Pets: Four bulky legs with the torso set on top, with two small arms coming out of the front shoulders. A thick, elongated, crocodile-like head, complete with sharp teeth.>If you want me to specify, just ask, and I can make crappy MSPAINT diagrams
rolled 75 = 75>>19930963Your text descriptions are sufficient.>I would very much like to see your mspaint pics.>HURRY HURRY
>>19932110god no.I was joking about the MSpaint thingI'm- I'm not good at that.TRUST ME
