>Current objectives:
-Stay alive.
-Keep the skeleton-key safe
-Liberate Earth
-Put an end to the war.
-Put an end to the Corruption
-Find out what the “Key” is
-Find out why how the “First Tale” is wrong

>Current inventory
-KV-09 Combination assault blade/energy pistol. Modified with the Void Knight Shield
-1 Screwdriver
-1 Adjustable wrench
-Various spare parts
-A pouch of gold coins
-Another pouch with 17 "Calling Crystals"
-5/10 light travel rations
-5/10 full oil can
-5/10 bandages
-A skeleton-key

>Current energy stored
-0 Aether tanks
-0 Void tanks
-9 Apotropeia tanks
-0 empty tanks
-Support tank-Apotropeia (12/12 full)
-Weapon-Apotropeia
-12 EP per tank

>Calling Crystal contacts
-Jodo, chief of Yujun village (Palia)
-Rose, interplanetary drifter (Currently on Dergrume)
-Jax, Hecatun Way Knight (Currently on The Crossroads)
-Parin, Hecatun Way Knight Trainee (Currently on The Crossroads)
-Winnow, Veeka Spirit Singer (Bray)

>Current known techniques
-Blade Wave (cost:5 EP)
-Charge Shot (cost:3 EP)
-Scatter Shot (cost:3 EP)
-Close Lesser wound (cost:1 EP)
-Close Moderate wound (cost:3 EP)
-Repulse (cost:2 EP)
-Repulsor Blast (cost:3 EP
-Reflection Field (cost: 7 EP)
-Jets (cost: 1 EP/5s)

The gatling guns mounted on the oversized metal suit pepper the ground with heavy fire, hitting just about everything but their intended target. The energy shots go wide or ricochet off or your armor and shield.

Running as fast as your legs will let you, you circle the huge machine, firing as you go. You have Vicky scan it for weak spots as you test its armor with your shots, all the while the gears turn in your head as you try to work out a good way to get in close.

“You cannot hope to defeat this machine, Logan Drey. It was designed and built to eliminate the last obstacle to humanity’s future.” The machine’s loudspeaker blares.

Ducking behind cover, you shout back. “Is that so?”

<Vicky, I need something.
>Information on this machine is not readily available, scanning will take time.

You hear the heavy footfalls of the Metal suit approaching your cover spot. “Yes.” It says.

You aren’t in the best position right now; there must be some way to get an edge on this thing…

>[ ] Call for backup

>[ ] Retreat for now

>[ ] Engage.

>[ ] Other.

>>33086021
>Engage
We can pull some rift-shit to get around this guy.
No running. We finish this NOW

>>33086021
>call for backup

Call parin and ask her to go to the inn on dergrume where oz is. They'll know what to do from there.

Then
>Engage

>>33086021
Dodge and engage, if scans come back with bad news than break off and retreat.

>>33086021
Actually, I change my vote to >>33086109

I'm >>33086128

>>33086128
This.
Let's not call backup until it's absolutely necessary.

>>33086128
This.
We need more info before we make a real decision.

>>33086128
This.

>>33086156
>>33086187
>>33086195
Oh hey. I guess my idea was agreeable after all. Alrighty then.

>writing

>I’m reading a fairly large energy charge coming from the metal suit.

Charging up? Well then…
You put your hand on the KV’s charge port.

<Load Charge Shot, two can play this game.

“Designed to destroy humanity’s last enemy? Tell me then…” You shout from behind cover.

>I would move if I were you.

You jump to the side, powering your leap with the jets on your feet. Rolling as you reach the ground, you come up into a crouch and home your weapon on what appears to be the suit’s head.

“Where’s the self-destruct button?” You say with a wicked smile as you release your shot.

The AI’s suit quickly raises its shield to deflect your shot, but instead of deflecting the shot it buckles and cracks. After a few seconds, your shot runs out of juice and fizzles out. It never hit its intended target, but it wrecked the shield that got in its way.

“Not possible.” The AI says flatly. “I have gone through every possible upgrade you could have applied to that weapon; none of them would be capable of this. Where could you possibly have gone to obtain such powerful weaponry?”

It sounds… confused? Of course it would be. Good, let it stew in that.

>Interesting. If it has calculated all possible upgrades to the KV-09, that information would be sitting around on the net. I could connect to it and apply such upgrade as needed, if you’d like.

>[ ] Do it.

>[ ] Best not…

>>33086505

>How confident are you at not getting captured by AI if you do?

>>33086522

(samefag here)
>if you have any doubts, don't do it.

>>33086505
>[ ] Do it.

>>33086505
Do it
and rape a machine to death.
with a chainsaw.
like a truck.
BERZERKEEEER!

>>33086505
DO IT
The ability to subvert AIs was patched right? In one of the early threads? Whatevs, if it couldn't take our VK gun, it can't take our VK... Vicky

>>33086505
>Do it
Just tell her not to incorporate them at the moment or if she feels any uncertainties wait on it for now.

>writing

<Think you could do it without letting the AI in?
>I understand your fears, Logan. But I do not believe that the AI could even access this vessel. The internal structure is far too different for its systems to comprehend. In all honesty, you could get a CBSC implant forced into your head and it probably wouldn’t work.
>Alright, do it. Let me know what you come up with.

“Not going to answer?” The AI says over its loudspeaker.

You laugh. “Oh, here and there. I’ve done some travelling.” You say, walking calmly towards the huge machine.

“Impossible. You never left Franklin City. I have had watchers on all possible exits.” It says.

You smile. “You assume that I left through the front door. Not your first mistake, but I’m gonna make damn sure it’s your last.” You say, breaking into a run. You move forward more quickly than the AI expects, and when you’re in range you swing your sword forward and slash.

“YOU CANNOT DEFEAT THIS MACHINE!” It says loudly. It sounds mad, can an AI get mad? In response to your proximity, the machine reveals a pair of large blades and moves to counter your attack.

>roll 1d20

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>>33086778

Take evasive action.

Rolled 10

>>33086778
I BELIEVE IN A THING CALLED LOVE
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sRYNYb30nxU

Rolled 9

>>33086778
rolling for revenge

Rolled 7

>>33086778

>writing

Rolled 15

>>33086778

Rolled 10

>>33086778
anal
rape

>>33086802
>>33086851
>>33086852

Well shit. We gonna get cut up.

The twin blades bear down on you and you bring up your own to guard. The three blades meet and you’re immediately forced downward. Your mechanical legs struggle to keep you standing, and your sword is slowly pushed back.

“This machine has more strength in one arm than you do in your whole body. This struggle is pointless, give in and save us both the trouble, Logan Drey.” The AI says.

Shit shit shit… You didn’t quite see this coming.

As you struggle against the huge blades bearing down on you from above, another pair of arms emerge from the torso. Each one holding a small cylinder, which both project a blade of light forward in the shape of a blade… Energy blades? Those weren’t a thing when you left…

That doesn’t change the fact that they’re right in front of you, and your sword is currently occupied..

>roll 1d20

Rolled 7

>>33087084
Ohfucklightsabers

Rolled 13

>>33087084

Rolled 16

>>33087084
I BELIEVE IN A THING CALLED LOVE

>writing

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>>33087084

OP, you would not get us killed by RNG, would you...?

Although we did get pretty close in the past...

>>33087084
Repulse blast!!

<Load repulsor blast

“Like…” You squeeze the trigger and hear your blade hum as energy fills it with a strange, invisible glow.

“Fucking…” You angle your blade upward and point your left hand at one of the arms.

“HELL!” You blast one of the small arms off, stepping into its guard and thrusting upwards at the machine’s chest.

The machine backs off a step to avoid your strike, and immediately bears down on you with its blades again. You dodge one blade and knock the other one off course as you duck down and grab what you really wanted out of that exchange.

Picking up the energy blade emitter that was in the arm you blasted off, you prompt Vicky.

<Can I use this thing?
>Scanning…

As Vicky scans, you continue to dodge and parry the machine’s strikes. It hits like a hammer, but you meet it like an anvil, waiting for your chance to start striking back.

“This is not possible. Your blade should have broken 5 strikes ago. Even the most reinforced version of the KV-09 would have broken by now.” It says.

“The most reinforced version you know of.” You say, smacking away another one of his stabs.

As you duck under a swing aimed for your chest, the energy blade emitter in your left hand turns black and gold. Then, your left arm glows from within and your hand opens up, allowing the emitter to enter your left arm where your support tank is housed.

>Yes.
<Thank you.

“What was that? What did you just do? You should not have been capable of such actions.” The AI says.

“And yet, I am. Shows how much you know.” You say.

The AI screams then, rushing towards you with more force than before. It’s definitely mad.

>[ ] Use the new blade

>[ ] Continue with just the KV

>[ ] Other.

>>33087491

>[x] Continue with KV

let's leave a trump up our sleeve unless called for

Rolled 18

>>33087491
>[X] Use the new blade

>>33087491
>new blade

We jedi now

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>>33087491

>writing

>>33087491

I don't like the idea of giving the AI time to pore over its findings for too long. Depending on what sensors it has installed and how smart it is, it might figure out magic.

Maybe we should message our friends to get ready and end it.

It seems the AI has no knowledge of Aether, and magic seems to work alright (at least until we run out of juice), meaning that our allies should be fine, unless...

>Hecatun apparently don't need magic to live an function as far as we can tell, but what about dragons? Wouldn't they drop out of sky in absence of Aether, the stuff of life?

>>33087724
From what we've seen, it seems to only grasp things the way humans do, using human knowledge of the universe... which is VERY off.

>>33087819

Well at first I was worried that the AI rebellion itself might have been connected to the encroaching influence of Aether or one of its agents (what was the deal with Kema and their Forger anyway?). But now I suspect that it might be the case that AI is in fact some sort of transhumanist enterprise.

In either case, it will be completely unprepared for our little big friends.

You meet its heavy blade with your own, letting it slide off into the path of its second blade. Effectively causing it to block its own swing. As it winds up its remaining smaller arm, you extend your left hand and hear a few clicks as your own energy sword comes out of your forearm and you grasp it. Energy pours out of either side of the emitter, and you quickly step in and strike off the smaller arm before it can hit you.

The machine thrusts down at your chest with both of its huge blades. You side step and parry them, following up by slashing into its right arm with your new blade.

Once it realises that it’s been hit, the machine backs off. “This should not be possible. You should not be capable of combat on this level. I should have killed you five times already. There is no possible place you could have gone where you could have received such power. There is no way you could have left Franklin. HOW ARE YOU STILL ALIVE?” The AI says.

“That’s your limit then.” You say, welcoming this moment to catch your breath. “No matter how many humans you assimilate, you will always be nothing more than a machine. I’ve seen things that you couldn’t even imagine, and I need my people. As they are meant to be, not as you’ve made them.”

“I’ve made them what they are meant to be! Under me, humanity is perfect. Free from strife, free from hunger and war. Free to seek perfection in all things.” It says.

You laugh under your breath. This guy reminds you of someone else…

>[ ] No such thing as perfection.

>[ ] False freedom is not freedom at all.

>[ ] Attack.

>[ ] Other.

>>33088064
>Freedom and perfection

Wax philosophical with him while we call for backup

>>33088064
>No such thing as perfection.
>False freedom is not freedom at all.
>Attack.

>>33088064
>[X] False freedom is not freedom at all.

>>33088128
This.
We got this guy on the ropes. Backup ain't necessary, yet.

>>33088064
All of that and call for back up to finish her.

>writing

“A glass cage is still a cage. They only think they’re free because you told them so. You forced them to be a part of you, and I intend to really free them.” You say.

“THEY ARE FREE. I HAVE MADE THEM PERFECT!” It shouts.

“No such thing as perfect.” You say.

“And that is your limit, Logan Alexander Drey. Your feeble half-mind is incapable of grasping perfection, so it scoffs at it. Humanity has chosen me as their savior, and I will guard them from you.” It says. You hear movement coming from its back. “Even if I have to annihilate this entire city.”

It suddenly starts to rise, carried by several rockets on its back. It crashes through the ceiling, causing the building to start coming down around you. You dash to the exit to escape the rubble, as a beam of light lances through the collapsing ceiling, crashing through the ground behind you and sending you flying out of the building.

Outside, you look up at the huge machine. It’s flying alright, and it has several large beam cannons that went unused earlier trained on your position.

Shit…

>roll 1d20

Rolled 16

>>33088586

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Rolled 16

>>33088586
This is what we are now, and WE MUST LIVE UP TO IT

Rolled 20

>>33088586
Shit, knew we should've fugged it's weapon systems while it was on the ground. Return fire while dodging! Cover might not do it.

>writing

>>33088677
Heh, first time rolling ever. Forth rape train!

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>>33088596
>>33088671
>>33088677

At long last /tg/ dice consented to play by the rule of cool.

You hit the ground running as blast after blast hits the ground behind you, feeling the rush of air as the pavement melts.

>Guard

You don’t question Vicky’s judgment, and immediately bring up and activate your shield as a blast hits you right on.

>He seems to have gotten the hang of this.
<You think?

You know the perfect way to throw him off your scent, though. You blade glows gold and you rift to another location within the city. Moving like this, there are few places in the city that you can’t go. But you can’t get up to the machine with this method.

Given a moment to plan while the AI searches for your new location, you prompt Vicky.

<Got anything for this Vicky?
>Possibly. I believe I have located an armor piece within the city.
<What could an armor piece do for me?
>I believe that it is your missing back piece. That piece has a sigil on it that becomes what you need or desire most. When the previous Void Knight donned it, she received another shield as her desire was to protect. What do you desire or need most right now?

>[ ] I need to fly.

>[ ] I need to kill this son of a bitch.

>[ ] Other.

>[ ] All.

>>33088919
>[x] I need to kill this son of a bitch.

>>33088919
>I need to fly
+
>Kill this motherfucker
Are... are we getting a jetpack?

>>33088919
>[x] All.

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>>33088919

You know it's tempting to pick [x] all, but at the moment I'd settle for power of LOV- I mean flight.

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>>33089145

Also how hard would it be to use our rift creation capacity to turn his beams back at him?

>writing

<I need to fly.
>I’ll mark the waypoint for you. Also, it appears as though we’ve been found.

Let the AI blast this place to bits, you’ll be long gone. The waypoint seems to be in a lab near the outskirts of the city. You’ve never been in there, but the front door should be fine. You open a rift and go in as the building you’re in is blasted to pieces.

In front of the lab, you can see the lights from the sky blowing the skyscraper you were hiding in to pieces. Turning your back to the destruction, you enter the lab.

<Why would an armor piece be here?
>It was found in the under city where Thitu died. They brought it here to study it, but it was left here when they abandoned the city.
<Why leave it?
>It appears as though it didn’t seem as important as combing the city for you. They figured they would be back before long.

It doesn’t really look like it was abandoned in a hurry, but looks can be deceiving. You move quickly through the lab towards the waypoint.

Sure enough, the armor piece is sitting on a pedestal, surrounded by all manner of tools. It looks like they’ve been experimenting on it.

>I would hurry this up, it appears as though we’ve been found again.

You pick up the piece and place it on your back, and you can see the glow reflected off the metal equipment around the room.

>While we’re doing this, we should apply other upgrades I’ve found. I just need to know what kind of equipment you want.

>[ ] Light

>[ ] Heavy

>[ ] What I have now, just better.

>[ ] Other.

>>33089592
>[x] Light

Seems to fit his combat style better

>>33089592
Same but better

>>33089592
>[x] What I have now, just better.

>writing

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<Just improve on what I have. Quickly though, please.
>Confirmed.

All at once all of your equipment glows like the piece on your back. Gaps and weak points in your armor fill in, your blade and your body feel lighter, your gun barrel extends, and you feel a new weight on your back.

>Upgrades complete. Would you like to view your new specs?
<Forget that, what the hell is on my back.
>Initially it was going to be a simple jetpack. But I felt this was more appropriate. Extend them so you can get a better look.

Extend… what?

>They’re hooked into your nerves the same way your arm and legs are, you should be able to control them like limbs.

Thinking of them the way Vicky said, you stretch them. Feeling parts respond where there didn’t used to be parts. You extend the new piece on your back, and bring it forward to see it. “Wings?” You say out loud.

No, not wings. They’re set up almost like mechanical wings, but you can see jets within similar to the ones on your feet.

>If you’re done examining, I would move to another location now…

Yeah, you could do that…

>[ ] Fly through the ceiling

>[ ] Rift away.

>Pic related. Best depiction of the wings I could find.

>>33089938
>[X] Rift away.

>>33089938
Fly up.

Then fly into the AI's face.

>>33089938
>Rift
THEN
>Fly while he's focused on the current location.

>>33089938
Rift away but close enough to get the jump (fly) on the AI. Press the surprise while we can and damage some of it's more powerful weapons.

>writing

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>>33089938

>Damn Vicky. I love you, you know that, right? In a platonic, natural way.

Once more, you rift away. Not far, just a few streets away from the lab.

In the sky you can see the metal suit raining destruction on the lab, believing that you’re inside.

Isn’t it in for a surprise?

You get a running start, feeling how light your once bulky legs are. Then you jump and extend your new wings, firing up the jets inside them along with the jets in your feet. Instead of hitting the ground like you’re used to, the jets take you upwards. It takes you a few seconds to get used to the handling, being much easier than you expected.

>I’ll handle the control of the wings. You just think about where you want to go or what you want to do.
<Thanks again.

Hovering several feet off the ground, you set your sights on the flying metal suit. You turn each jet to its maximum and fly at break neck speeds towards your target.

>roll 1d20

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Rolled 11

>>33090299

Let's give the evil robobrain some avenging angel treatment

Rolled 14

>>33090299
We're here to kick ass and chew bubble gum

And I'm not even sure if bubble gum is a thing in the future.

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>>33090363

I'm pretty sure it has been and, God willing, will be again!

We still have to find a rose for Rose, and chocolate for Parin (after making sure it's compatible with her metabolism of course).

Rolled 10

>>33090299
ROCK THE CASBAH

Rolled 20

>>33090299

>writing

>>33090465
late

You fly as fast as your wings will let you, which is pretty damn fast. The wind on your face forces your right eye shut, but your left stays open and locks targets. You put a bead on his large weapons, as well as his arms and his jets. You prioritize the jets, as forcing him back to the ground would swing things heavily in your favour.

As you bring your weapon up and begin to fire, the machine finally notices your presence and quickly returns fire. You twist, duck and turn around its blasts. Its fire puts you off course, and you fly past it. Working with this you circle around to its backside and fire your jets, approaching its back faster than it can turn to face you.

“HOW?” It shouts as you plant your blade firmly into one of its jets. As you pull it out to attack another one, the machine turns and attempts to hit you with one of its blades. You block it with your shield, but it knocks you away.

You fully extend the wings and the jets flare, stopping you. “Magic.” You say flatly, powering forward blade-first. It blocks your strike but you vault over its guard and pull out your energy sword, twirling in the air and slashing into one of its energy weapons. It jabs upwards at you, but you flip out of the way and over its body, raking its back with both of your blades. In the process destroying 2 more of its jets.

The machine starts to lose altitude, the remaining jets unable to keep it up. Now’s your chance.

>roll 1d20

Rolled 1

>>33090845
Time for some more aerial "fuck his shit"

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>>33090845

Liberation day!

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>>33090943

Anon, I...

Rolled 9

>>33090845
for the save

Rolled 19

>>33090845
ROCK IT

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>>33090943
>>33090944
>>33091018

Well fuck. Just when we were getting awesome.

>writing

You rocket downwards in a high speed dive, hoping to take out the rest of the machine’s jets so it’ll hit the ground as hard as possible.

Then it turns. It turns and opens fire. You weren’t expecting that…

You flare your wings out and attempt to change your course to avoid getting turned to mash, and it almost works. You veer heavily to the right, but it isn’t enough. One of the larger beams engulfs your left shoulder. The armor of your shoulder can handle the heat, but the more fragile pieces within can’t. You can smell the oils and other liquids within your shoulder, as well as the smell of your plastic face melting.

You dodge the rest of the blasts, as well as the peppering of machine gun fire. But the AI manages to keep you at a safe distance so it can land.

Once it stops firing, you test your arm. Things still move within, but the shoulder itself remains motionless…

You can still do this.

You have to do this.

>roll 1d20

Rolled 13

>>33091415
We can do it!

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Rolled 19

>>33091415

You have something that is mine, machine devil.

Give it back.

Rolled 13

>>33091415

Rolled 5

>>33091415
Out of the frying pan, and into the dot dot dot, eh?

>writing

You glare down at where the machine landed. You aren’t about to let something like this stop you.

You bring your KV over to where your left hand hangs and place it against the charge port, and then you dive once more. This time you hold your shield in front of you, ready to activate it as soon as you see signs of fire.

And the fire does come, blast after blast bounces uselessly off of your shield. You ram straight into the machine, and continue to bear down on it. It guards itself from your charge with its blades, but the roof it landed on can’t handle its weight and the weight you’re putting on it.

The roof below you crumbles, and the machine loses its footing as it falls through. You keep pressing, and it crashes through floor after floor until it reaches the ground. You skip back and use your remaining energy to carve its chest open before landing a few feet away.

Through the gash in its chest you can see the blue glow of the core, your goal, once more in reach. You charge the KV again, and approach the AI.

“Not… possible.” It says. “I am… humanity’s champion.”

“You’re no one’s champion but your own.” You say coldly, slicing off the machine’s leg as it struggles to get up.

“Let’s see what humanity has to say about that…” It says. Suddenly, holographic displays pop up all over the ruined room. In each one there’s a huge crowd of people of all different colours. “I have revealed you to them, Logan Drey. You think you’re a hero? You think you’re saving these people? You’re a sociopath, a maniac bent on destroying paradise simply because you cannot fathom perfection!”

The shouts coming from the crowds become audible, and you can pick out words like “Murderer”, “Devil”, and “Destroyer”. The consensus seems to be that you should be killed.

“This is humanity’s will, Logan Drey.” The AI says.

>What say/do?

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>>33091857

Sleepytime over, fellow humans, we have human shit to do.

Rolled 13

>>33091857
Remind him that whatever we are now is what we had to become thanks to him.

Then shank his bitch ass

>>33091929

Alternately:

>No God that doesn't let his subjects out of the paradise is worthy of faith.

>writing

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I wonder how shit Earth will be after the AI's gone though.

There's no discussion that AI needs to go, of course. But just how will people react to the wakeup call? There will be confusion, chaos, anarchy...how much will they remember from the enthrallment/virtual reality? Will they require immediate medical assistance? Will they wake up at all?

I suppose we shall see.

>Do not let their words bother you, Logan. Remember who talks through them. We’ll see what they have to say about you after the AI is gone.

You smirk. Since when did you need an AI to tell you not to worry? “Call me whatever the fuck you want, you piece of trash. I was none of those things before you came along. I wasn’t a killer until my parents tried to plug me. I wasn’t a sociopath until I had to get used to killing. I may not be a Hero, but at least I’m alive.” You say, cutting off the AI’s arms when they get between you and the core. As you approach the core, you fold the blade back and charge up a shot to destroy it.

The machine laughs. It’s an uncharacteristic noise coming from a computer. “You may kill me Logan, but I am humanity’s future, their paradise. How long will it be until I am reborn, to take humanity under my wing again? I will always be a memory, they will work to replace me. But if I am to be a memory, Logan Drey, then you will be nothing. I will erase you from this world. And the people will spit on this place as your grave, and sanctify it as mine.” It says cryptically.

>Get away from it Logan!

Alerts appear all over your vision, and you immediately jump back.

>roll 1d20

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Rolled 7

>>33092373

Emergency jump!

Rolled 8

>>33092373

Rolled 16

>>33092373
There's the self-destruct button...

Rolled 7

>>33092373

>writing

>>33092473
>I chuckled

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>>33092473

phew.

>>33092373

Cheers and Goodnight, guys! Carry forth the torch of humanity!

You activate your jets and fly backwards away from the machine, holding your shield up to guard against whatever is coming.

Then it explodes. You activate the shield and attempt to fight the force of the blast with your wings, to no avail. The blast sends you back up through the floor and out of the building through the walls. You hit your head hard as you exit the building, and continue to fly away from the blast.

Through your quickly darkening vision, you see a mushroom cloud engulfing Franklin.

Then everything goes dark…

>continued.

You squeeze the trigger and a dull thud erupts from the barrel. The body falls limply to the ground.

That wasn’t the noise you were expecting though, nor were you expecting this lack of blood…

You look down at the gun in your hand and understand why: this isn’t a gun for killing…

You rifle through your drawers, you know you left it in here somewhere… Finally you come out with a knife. Not a gun, generally useless in actual combat, but it’ll do the trick here. You turn the body over and kneel over it.

Not it… her…

Asleep like this, it’s easy to forget what she’s become. Easy to think that life could just go on as is…

There’s no question. No choice.

You-

>[ ] Have to do it…

>[ ] Can’t do it…

>>33092737
Oh, geez...

>Have to do it...

Rolled 11

>>33092737
>[ ] Have to do it…

>>33092737
>>[ ] Can’t do it…

>>33092737
>can't do it

>>33092624
This nigga gets knocked out wayyyy too much. Also
>>33092737
>Can't do it

>>33092737
HAVE to do it
Let this help us go forward. We can NEVER forget what was taken from us.

>>33092737
That ain't Hannah, but we AVENGED her.
>Have to

>writing

“I’m so sorry” You say, leaning down and kissing Hannah on the lips. Sleeping like this, it’s just her…

But when she-… it wakes up it’ll just be another puppet. You don’t want her to suffer through that. Nor will you suffer the AI using her like that.

You bring the knife quickly across its throat, watching numbly as its blood sprays and flows away.

You stand up and grit your teeth to the point where your real ones hurt. “I’ll have you for this, you son of a bitch.” You say, before you drop the knife and run out of the room.

The base is bound to be in chaos, and you can definitely help.

>continued

You awaken in the desert beyond Franklin, hurting everywhere you can feel pain.

>Welcome back Logan.
<How am I doing Vicky?
>Not optimal. A few things are cracked and bleeding, but you’ll live.
<What about the rest of the world? How are they taking the AI disappearing?
>General confusion thus far, from what I can tell. Those who have been plugged longer have not taken this as well as those who were just plugged recently.
<Anything I can do?
>Processing…

You sit up with some effort and take stock of yourself. Your legs are still there, which is good news. Your left shoulder is still limp, which is bad news. You’ll have to replace most of the internal machinery, which will be a right pain in the ass…

>I believe I can hook you into the old CBSC network so you can relay a message to all of the remaining humans.
<Sounds good, hook me up.

>what say?

>>33093276
Tell them not to be afraid, that you've removed the ai and they can live freely again.

Not sure if now is a good time to tell them about magic aliens.

>>33093276
"You're all free now. Free to make you're own choices and ideas once again without the overbearing AI crushing down any thoughts. But I must ask the help of all able body people. Things have changed. More than just the change that's happened here. The world at large is at risk of corruption. And it looks like it falls to humans to save it."

Something along these lines but more Logany? Also needs some expanding.

>>33093276
Can Vicky show them images of what we've seen?

>writing

>>33093276
I came back to get humanity on it's feet again, but I didn't do it alone. There's more out there then anyone of you can imagine... more at risk then you can imagine... and it looks like it'll take some good old fashioned human ingenuity to help put things right. We have a chance to step up, and prove we can do some good.

>Opening a channel.
<By the way, before we start, what time is it?
>Currently 7:46 AM
<Awesome.
>That’s the time here. We’re connected all around the world.
<Not so awesome…

There goes your opener…

>Connection established, just speak out loud what you want them to hear.

You take a moment to organize your thoughts before taking a deep breath, and speaking to all of mankind.

“Good morning, afternoon, evening and night people of Earth. My name is Logan Drey, you all probably know me as what the AI said I am. I would like to say that those things are all mostly true. While we were fighting against the AI, I crossed some lines that a man shouldn’t cross.” You think of Hannah and clench your fist. “Lines that you can’t go back over once you’ve crossed them.” You say.

You let that sink in for a moment before you continue. “The AI has spent the last month searching for me in the City of Franklin, but I haven’t been there. In fact, he could have scoured this entire planet and come up with nothing. I haven’t been here. One month ago when I disappeared I went out into space, to other worlds that we’ve only ever dreamed of.”

<Can I send them images?
>Yes, if you’d like I have some suitable ones.
<Send them out please.

“We may not be alone in the universe, but we are unique. Every place I’ve been to and every alien I’ve seen owes its existence to an energy known as ‘Aether’. These aliens use Aether to perform fantastic feats, which to us can only be described as magic. But there is a threat to this universe, a Corruption that is slowly spreading across the stars.”

<Show them images of the Corruption.

>continued

“Through my travels I have learned that Humans are immune to this corruption. It’s for this reason that I’ve returned, to return humanity to itself, and to ask that you help me fight this Corruption. To bring humanity to the stars and let them show these aliens what we can do. Ladies and gentlemen, I want you to help me save the universe. What say you?”

You wait a few seconds, and then Vicky pops up.

>There’s a lot of responses.
<Can you get a general feel for what the consensus is?
>Processing.

You stand there, alone in the vast desert. To the west you can just make out the mountains, to the east you see nothing…

>Many people want to know more, some don’t seem to trust you, many are asking about missing loved ones. But the general consensus to your request appears to be positive.

You sigh in relief. You were worried that they’d think you were crazy.

>Would you like to reply?
<Tell them that I’ll give them more information in a bit. I need to rest for now. Can you show me where the Franklin evacuees are living?
>Certainly.

A waypoint appears in your eye, and you spread your wings and take flight.

The desert stretches for miles around you, and in the distance you see the smoking ruins of the city you once called home.

The place where your brother and sister, your parents and your love all died, you’ll always remember it as their grave.

The AI died there as well, but you’ll never see it as its grave. It doesn’t deserve to share one with those you loved.

>End of Chapter 30

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>that's all for tonight ladies and gentlemen!

>Hope you enjoyed this thread, next thread will be up on twitter an hour before it starts!

>As always, CWK and I will be sticking around to answer questions.

>>33093121
somewhat upset by this turn of events and I suspect iit was the cause of the...hiatus

>>33094356

>Correct, we were on opposite sides of the 'whether hannah is alive or dead' argument.

>In the end I decided to leave it up to you guys.

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>>33094356
I remember you stating Hannah became a, "Sick freak of an AI using her as a corpse puppet", lol

>>33094117
First thread I participated in, was catching up. Anyways, see you next them! Have a good night.

>>33094514
no I stated she had a sick freak of an ai using her as a corpse puppet
only slight difference though it is true

though it is good to have that done and not something to worry about.....

s on an unrelated note we are going to have to apologize to the dragon matron for wasting her time

>>33093276
"I hope you all had a good nap, because the world to woke up in is a lot bigger then any of us thought."

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>>33094755
>Hey, if humanity saves the Universe, I think she can forgive you guys jumping the gun a bit :)

>>33094117

I do not say it a lot or near enough but I am really enjoying this quest. am liking that is can make me feel

>>33094990
am still slightly upset that the dragon matron is not going to tear tokyo apart but you make a good point

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>>33095223
>I've said it before, and I'll say it again. YOU guys make this come alive. Truly. Dizzy, and I, had the major bits, but you guys shaped Logan into what he is. Look how far we've come now!

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>You all have a great night, everybody. See you next time!

>>33085993

>it turns out he did kill her
that's sad. Then again, it's understandable given circumstances.

Also why is vicky so awesome?

anyhow, cheers for the thread OP!

I wonder what scientists of Terra will have to say about the whole new magical realm we've opened for them...

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Well now we have to *just* figure out what exactly the corruption problem is, how to solve it and how to ensure that meeting of two completely alien civilisations goes smoothly.

Corruption might be the main threat, but either warring factions might prove to be a problem as well.

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We need a feast.

There is huge danger looming ahead, of course, but surely receiving another chance as a species deserves some brief levity and celebration.

It can be rushed and spontaneous and not too organized, but a taste of what triumph tastes like - and a reminder what we will be fighting for.

(on more practical note, there have to be reawakened scientists that could use a few samples of 'apotropeia' and whatever Vicky can spare from its databanks)