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Your name is Shu, and you’ve come a long way at the end of the world.

The world as you knew it is long gone, consumed from without by a ravenous being from beyond the stars. Humanity’s been reshaped into a vicious, feral thing by the Crucible, their bodies twisted into raging beasts of muscle and bone, voices and minds warped into tools of war. The Daughters—combatants elected by the Crucible to fight and devour their fellows to reach even the apex of hideous strength—are perhaps the lucky ones, granted the freedom of choice in a world where most humans, flora, and fauna have been melted down into a carpet of raw biomass that’s pulled taut across our world.

Like every other Daughter in existence, you can feel the pull—gnawing at your bones, pulling every fiber of your being towards the tether between a mutilated earth and an alien sky. You call it the Cord, and it’s said that reaching it’s summit will grant the Crucible’s victor the power to reshape all that is into all that will be.

A siren’s song, beckoning you to the end of all things…

…but you’ll fight it, and anything else that would dare to drown out humanity’s future.

Careening into the present, the past twenty-four hours have been spent alternatively making new friends, being betrayed by old ones, and—in one confusing instance—having both happen all at once. But now, in the ruins of a town condemned to destruction years before you even woke to the Crucible, you and your family have unearthed something that the powers-that-be wanted to keep hidden…

…whatever it can do, its power and future now lies in your hands.

The obsidian monolith resting in the pit before you has a sheen like molten onyx, throwing back your armored reflection with an added shimmer of colors that defy description. It’s surrounded by other Relics, some damaged, some whole, but all of them untouched for well over a year. It’s a thing that’s been concealed from sight, guarded by an Amalgam whose very presence inspired fear…slain by your hand, the secrets held under its vigil now laid bare to those who’d dare decipher them.

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“Fascinating. Any resonance from your Key, Darling?” Asks perhaps the most daring among you. Francine’s eyes shimmer with curiosity, their glint darkened by the massive Fragment reflected in her astute gaze. The orb in question is held taut at your hip, sandwiched between the supple leather of your dress and the dense chitin of your armor. It hums, a subtle vibration that reaches into your bones as you peer down into the pit. The Relic at your side is a speck, little more than a mote compared to the thing that Merkabah died to protect. It’s a fragment of some unknowable whole, a shard that forced a being akin to a god to move reality around you, having rendered you a constant at the heart of a roiling chaos.

“It is.” You admit as you take a step back, with your family collectively taking one with you. “Obviously nothing like what happened with Jackie’s vorpal knife, but *something’s* happening there.”

“Let’s keep it ambiguous for now if it’s all the same to you, cap’n.” November rumbles from her speakers, folding her arms with a clank of metal. “Don’t want you to go getting isekai’ed off somewhere.”

“Again.” Francine adds, lip curling as she peers into the excavation expectantly…before getting tugged back by Amara and her band of clones.

“Is that another one of the Fragment-thingys?” Nerada asks through three dozen mouths, the ten-year-old’s control over the legion of corpses Merkabah raised expanding by the minute. Just a preteen spread thin among a platoon of the walking dead, rapidly becoming acclimated to puppeteering the shells of the distantly departed…

…well when you put it that way, Paloma’s team of Phantasmal Conduits can’t arrive soon enough.

Glancing over to the gaping wound in the Fleshscape only a few meters away, you focus back to the matter at hand. You’re nowhere near ready to reveal this massive Fragment to the world at large…while Merkabah’s defensive field kept perceptions at bay, you have to wonder just how quickly the Skinternet will catch up to what’s happened here. If you don’t want this news to get out then you’ll need to act quickly to…

…what, exactly?

You consider reaching out to Orwell again for her advice, but as the desire to get a hold of the situation grows, so does the twisting, roiling knot in your gut.

You don’t like keeping secrets. Not before, and certainly not after…

…after the last time you got dragged somewhere you wish you hadn’t.

>>Re-bury the Fragment until after the Conduit team wraps things up, then decide from there.

>>You have a spoke of Escher’s Gear, so teleport it to the Dragon’s Roost before this situation gets out of hand.

>>You need to figure out if this thing has any side-effects before interacting with it…you trust the Silver Key will keep you safe, so it’s time to test the Fragment’s properties.

>>Write-In

YOU ARE IN CONTROL
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(Hello Everyone, and I hope you all had a pleasant set of holidays and a very good New Year. Voting shall remain open for the next three hours, with posting to resume in four. Also, below you will find the link to the beta version of the updated Hive Mistress cheatsheet, so let me know what you think before I finish it off this week. I do hope you are doing well, and it’s good to be back.)

>>https://pastebin.com/K29LDjcx
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>>5175725
>>You need to figure out if this thing has any side-effects before interacting with it…you trust the Silver Key will keep you safe, so it’s time to test the Fragment’s properties.
I think the first priority is assessing any threat this thing might pose. Even before the "what if someone we don't trust gets their hands on this" question, because it's possible this thing might have bad results if someone we do trust gets their hands on this. I don't want anyone accidentally splatting themselves over a dozen dimensions.

>>5175727
Oh, neat. Thanks, BHOP, it's good to finally have concrete info on the swarmlings under the new system.
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>>5175736
(Its by no means the full extent of what I've been working on, but I've prioritized getting the Merkabah level-ups ready for when you all vote to settle down and vote.)
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>>5175742
Oh, I just noticed: Psychica Spiralis-modded swarmlings aren't on the list. I remember them making giving a weaker but portable version of the Psychica Spiralis effect, was that right?
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>>5175751
(That is correct, yes!)
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>>5175753
Cool. That's a useful ability, Psy-Platelings are probably our best armor in that case.
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>>5175725
>>You need to figure out if this thing has any side-effects before interacting with it…you trust the Silver Key will keep you safe, so it’s time to test the Fragment’s properties#

"Found some eldritch Shit. Gotta test it out to make sure its safe!" Shu Defiant of Common Sense
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>>5175725
vote;
>You need to figure out if this thing has any side-effects before interacting with it…you trust the Silver Key will keep you safe, so it’s time to test the Fragment’s properties.
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>>5175736
>>5175769
>>5175774
(Do you all have a particular approach you'd like to try, or leave it to the dice?)
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>>5175777
Hit it till it does something?

I am joking. I think the dice will do us plenty fine
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>>5175783
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>>5175777
I'd say we should contact it with a Scarlet Jackling, first. Keep everything at one remove, until we either establish it's safe or that a swarmling can't get the necessary connection. Have Amara cast a GRA FOL VIE THA as well, so that the Scarlet Jackling has a bonus to concentration effects.

Shu should lay down a Psychica Spiralis, too. Just in case it does something wonky to the terrain.
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>>5175777
lemme see...
>First, have those who have them try a more in depth 'scan' and analysis of it with what powers they can.
>Then test it with constructs, at first just getting near it for awhile, then touching it.
>lastly, test out direct power applications on it. nothing fancy, just attempts to more directly and deeply try and figure out what it is, can do, and how safe it is.
>Lastly, you and one other, both touching the key for safety, can attempt to directly touch it, if it seems safe enough.

something akin to this. best to do the full testing of it here, away from anything important, than moving it for sure.
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>>5175794
Oh, yeah, we should see what Amara's Skintalker senses say, and what Francine's analysis can reveal. Get everyone who can scan do it.
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>>5175727
Hello Bhop, Well my set of holidays are nothing home to write about. The short story featuring Sathriel has expanded in scope but I've gotten the main story beats down and are filling out the details that connect them. It currently reads like half an Ace Attorney Comedy and a half a tearjerker drama from Fist of the North Star.

Hopefully I'll be able to fill in the details and get it posted onto the intermission thread before it falls off. Last I checked the Intermission vein is on page 8 or 9.
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>>5175824
That sounds like a wild genre mix. I look forward to seeing it.
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>>5175824
(Oh, I'm very intrigued. I can't wait to read it!)
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>>5175725

You stand there a moment, contemplating how best to interact with the oversized fragment as you pace around the yawning pit. Dispelling the (rather intrusive) notion of taking a page out of Rath’s book and just smacking the thing, you instead adopt a far more scientific approach, keeping the Silver Key clutched in your right hand.

“Amara, Francine? Could you two give me a surface-level analysis before I go in with a Jackling?” You request, with the younger of your allies immediately lunging forward to the lip of the pit, dropping to all fours with her ear to the flesh-covered ground.

“The floor is humming! Kinda like it’s regrowing over and over again!” Your ward declares enthusiastically, prompting an arched eyebrow from Francine. The good doctor’s interest piqued, the fingers of her left hand start to fray, her arm unfurling up to her elbow into a willowing bundle of golden thread. Amara jumps back as the strands lance forward, stabbing into the rim of the fragment’s resting place as Francine closes her eyes.

“…I must admit that our little one’s analysis is rather apt.” She declares after a moment, her brow furrowed. “The surrounding terrain appears to be undergoing a constant state of regeneration…but it’s odd. The successor cells are perfect. No decay, none of the variance to be expected from typical cell growth. A perfect loop, localized to roughly a meter out from the fragment’s surface.”

“Then how were we able to dig it out?” November asks, the towering cyborg’s chrome facade reflecting the fragment’s own stygian surface.

“If I were to hazard a guess?” Francine sighs as her threads weave back together into an arm, its golden sheen supplanted by the doctor’s own skin tone. “Because it’s *letting* us examine it.”

Implications and hypotheses aside, your fingers curl tight around the orb at your side as you feel your hive get to work. A familiar pressure builds between your shoulder blades until a fresh swarmling squeezes its way out of your hive—a fist-sized wasp with a crimson shell, built for reconnaissance. The Scarlet Jackling hovers above the massive fragment as you dig in your heels, the ground underfoot curling into a spiral with you at its nexus…a protective field, to give caution it’s due.

Your chitinous creation flits closer to the fragment as Amara whispers a protective field around you, your skin humming with a Skintalker’s boon as your scout lowers itself gently, carefully, onto the thing’s jet-black surface.

And at that, the pit comes alive.

(Continued)
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>>5176000

Before you can even begin to commune with the thing the sloping sides of the excavation are suddenly writhing, fist-sized figures struggling to free themselves, their scarlet shells splayed out at reveal gossamer wings that beat frantically against their fellows. Your mind is split, your scout’s vision scattered among a thousand sets of compound eyes, half of them still buried beneath the fragment’s obsidian bulk. Your swarmling flees to the skies as your stomach reels from what you can barely process, and as you throw yourself back your perceptions suddenly snap back to focus as both Francine and Amara catch you in their arms.

“…You…you saw all that, right?” You practically cough out, trying not to retch as you rise shakily to your feet. “That wasn’t Neuromancy, that was-“

“Spontaneous replication, yes, but are you alright?” Francine supplies, her concern for your well-being winning out over her own considerable curiosity as her hand finds your wrist and closes around your own hammering pulse.

“Yeah, I…the fragment. It make copies of my Jackling.” You say slowly, still trying to ground yourself. “But they weren’t just copies. For a second, they were all mine. Every last one was under my control, but…I think that’s what happens if I try and go past my swarmling limit.”

“And what of the Phantasmal effect?” Francine prompts. “It must have been quite potent to-“

“There wasn’t a Phantasmal component.” You say, unsure of what the doctor’s getting at until she reaches out, her finger wiping a tear from under your eye. It’s only then that you realize you’re smiling so wide the pain in your jaw is finally winning out against the nausea that overtook you only seconds before. What you took to be the aftermath of your own fractured vision is instead your eyes clouded with hot tears, a feeling that had welled up in your chest now receding just as quickly and as inexplicably as it came.

A strange, overwhelming sense of hope.

Alien, and yet so earnest it can’t help but make your heart ache as it subsides.

The Silver Key appears inert, its defenses against being pulled hither and yon helpless in the face of…whatever it is that just happened to you. Taking a tentative step closer to the pit’s edge, you will your Spiralis underfoot to expand to just within the Fragment’s reach.

And, as expected, the area around the black stone twists to match, though you pull back before unbidden emotion can curl itself around your heart once more.

>>Hypothetically, you should still be able to move the stone with Escher’s Gear…so move it to the Roost and wait for those Phantasmal Conduits Paloma promised were on their way.

>>Re-bury the stone for now, and wait for those Conduits to relieve Nerada of her duty.

>>Try something else out on the fragment, on a hunch (Write-In).

>>Write-In

YOU ARE IN CONTROL
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(Voting shall remain open for the next two hours, with posting to resume in three.)
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>>5176003
Wow.... This thing is a spontaneous perfect replicator. Damn. And it just filled Shu with so much Hope...

I don't think interacting with it in any way is truly safe. Putting it in the Roost with the Gear might lead to interesting consequences... when it is supposed to be transported. And someone has to touch it..... Wait could we have dozens of Shu's? Doppelgänger Shu?
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>>5176003
hold on. lets review the Fragments and the primal desires that are aligned with each fragment that we have discovered so far:

>Tinker Tailor's Fragment: To see the past present and future, the desire to see what's ahead
>Jackie's Vorpal knife: To render space meaningless, a desire to close space.
>Silver Key: To anchor yourself and maintain a desire of stability
>Deleted fragment: To erase mistakes, to delete objects from reality regardless of consequence

>Unknown fragment: Ziz and Snowbird are heading towards that spot, discovered by a west proxie. properties unknown

Now this fragment. Already I can see the effects it creates both passive and active: Perfect replication. Not even a single hint of entropy. It's supported by the interactions that we have with it as well as our friends' analysis. One this is game breaking, as in "utterly breaks the crucible over its knees" breaking potential if used in certain situations. Two, this is CLEARLY ripe with potential abuse of power which goes against our principles. Three, we've already opened Pandora's box, now that Merkabah's death has destroyed the censor field, all the skintalkers will and might have already started snooping around and seeing what we did with that Fragment. The power hungry ones will clearly make a play for harnessing that Fragment for ill and for good.

>“The floor is humming! Kinda like it’s regrowing over and over again!”
>“The surrounding terrain appears to be undergoing a constant state of regeneration…but it’s odd. The successor cells are perfect. No decay, none of the variance to be expected from typical cell growth. A perfect loop, localized to roughly a meter out from the fragment’s surface.”
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>>5176003
vote;
>Try something else.
>try tossing in something wholly unconnected to anyone or anything into it. aka, a rock will suffice.

>If the results of that aren't worth pausing over, have someone be ready to pull you back after a second, and stick your pinky finger into its radius.

>>Regardless, either get who you have to, and/or call in who you can trust to try and make sure they cover up this things presence as much as possible. you dont like hiding things or lying, but at the same time you really dont need anyone and everyone able to sense this beeling here either. you'll figure out how to balance this things existence morally after you even understand what it is enough to feel comfortable moving it or not.
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>>5176017
>Wait could we have dozens of Shu's? Doppelgänger Shu?
We already have a clone army of Amaras that Amara can create. And army of Shus might break the world.

Also, This clearly reminds me of Library of Ruina's R-corp singularity. Even if the Fragment is capable of creating perfect Replicas, that doesn't mean the replicants will stay true to the original. Time, circumstance, behavior and environment will cause any replicant doppelganger to deviate in behavior, character, and principle.


>The Silver Key appears inert, its defenses against being pulled hither and yon helpless in the face of…whatever it is that just happened to you.

Strange.
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>>5176020
I feel like the desires the Fragments embody all have to do with the Crucible Builders' decline and demise. Tailor's Fragment helps understand an uncertain future, the Vorpal Knife cuts past the journey to get their solution now, the Silver Key keeps them secure and safe in the face of entropy, the deleted Fragment undid the mistakes that led to their current situation. So that makes this one, what, the hope for the future where the Builders truly are free from entropy and can grow without limit? Except if they already had that they wouldn't need the Crucible project, so probably this thing only looks like it's defying entropy. It's cheating, and it's just our limited perspective that keeps us from realizing it. I suspect any attempts to abuse it will end very poorly for whoever tries it, as they run into its limitations and cause it to critically fail.

Still, you're right, even the potential that it could work is immense temptation for the more predatory Daughters. We need to get this someplace secure.
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>>5176003
Supporting >>5176026


>>5176028
>The Silver Key appears inert, its defenses against being pulled hither and yon helpless in the face of…whatever it is that just happened to you.

>Strange.

We did not need to be anchored. We were not torn somewhere else.... unless we were ripped away from here on the Soulplane Side of things. That could be something the Key could provide no protection against.......

This is all pretty disconcerting to be honest.

Also about the Doppelgängers. Of course they would be different in their outlook after enough time had passed. In an Environment even just a day might drastically change the outlook of the Doppelgängers... or well originals since they would all be absolutely perfect copies for a time.

That would be probably a bigger Headache than the entire Gemma Situation since Shu has so much more cloud than most of the Gemmas have and started out with.
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>>5176029
>Except if they already had that they wouldn't need the Crucible project, so probably this thing only looks like it's defying entropy. It's cheating, and it's just our limited perspective that keeps us from realizing it.

So then how does it cheat the rules if it seems to bypass the photocopier effect? That's the big question. Because Tailor's fragment allowed her to understand the uncertain future but for all its powers it is still bound to the absolute singularity event that is the Crucible's demise. She can take any route she pleases but the end destination will still be the same. So if Tailor's fragment has a limitation, then that would imply that all the fragments have a hidden limit like how even the Silver key is useless against the effects of the Replicant Fragment....actually the better name for this fragment would be "Growth of Hope."

"Flip the tables, rewrite the status quo. Cheat the rules...."

>So that makes this one, what, the hope for the future where the Builders truly are free from entropy and can grow without limit?
I think you've hit the proverbial nail on the head.
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>>5176026
What if we tried to toss in something that is rapidly decaying like acid breaking down flesh? Would entropy still take hold? or would the fragment override the rule and preserve the decaying object like? Or would the fragment accelerate the entropic effect?
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>>5176003
>>Try something else out on the fragment, on a hunch (Write-In).
>Find some piece of old-world material, something other than biomass, to toss as the Fragment and see if it replicates that. Francine or November should have some metal, probably.
>>Write-In
>Afterward, re-bury it until after the Conduits have arrived and departed, then call Tailor for her input on what we should do with this thing. She's our closest thing to an expert on the Fragments.

>>5176039
Might be another time-looping thing, but with some sort of enormous energy cost that offsets its usefulness? That's the most immediate answer I can think of for how it could not really count as violating thermodynamics.
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>>5176026
>>5176042
>>5176044
So our list of things to try copying with this are:

>Biomass not linked to any particular person
>Non-biomass material
>Biomass that is in the process of being destroyed
>A person
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>>5176042
good question.
we can add it i suppose, but i think seeing if it works on 'disconnected' things in general in the first place would be a first step before that regardless.
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>>5176047
yes.
and while i still think the list is reasonable seeing them listed like that just has me cracking up like all hell.
doesn't help my mental image is a buncha people trying the other things while nodding and going 'mhm mhm, interesting' and then theres just a pause before someone just runs up and chucks a flailing person into it with great gusto.
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>>5176047
I'm very hesitant about the last one. Replicating a living person? This will create massive. and I mean MASSIVE consequences. Even with consent, it feels very much unethical, and this is despite there being daughters whose core types them as Vitruvian (Replicator).
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>>5176050
>>5176047
>>5176006
>Literally us anons right now:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cHWs3c3YNs4
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>>5176051
I'm hesitant about it, too, I was just listing the ideas that had been put forth. I'd say if we do ever do it, it should be at the end of testing everything else we can think of and figuring out just what this thing does. You know, so we don't cause an existential nightmare. Well, more of one.
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>>5176051
to be fair its much less bad in context when you realize its not a whole person we're testing and has safety measures in place.

>>5176054
hah, well played.
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>>5176003
Supporting >>5176044

I must say guys, I a really worried about the consequences of unearthing this thing. Now, I am not saying we should lock it up and throw away the key, but I think we should be extremely careful about what we do with it and what we put in its proximity. I am especially hesitant about trying to replicate a person. The effects of that could be disastrous, since we don't know what it could do to the psyche of the person/their copy.
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>>5176047
What about a different Fragment? like the Silver Key? Wait. we've already tried that given that we've done the swarmling test. (still amused at the idea we tried very very early in the quest where we did a feedback loop of Shu looking at a swarmling while looking at herself through said swarmling at the same time.)
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>>5176044
>>5176063
im really really not a fan of re-burying it. at all.
it quite literally feels like just covering up a problem. it also still leaves it out in the open in a very real way that could very much still cause problems. not like subterranean or earth moving abilities dont exist either, so its not even a very good solution to hide its presence or prevent it from being tampered with.

least exposed people we trust can still study it, and if we do discover we can move it safely, it also means we can do so quickly.
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>>5176066
We could try having Jackie stab it with the Vorpal Knife, but I suspect it won't have any effect. This thing is much larger and much stronger than any other Fragment, it can probably overpower them.

>>5176069
I might not have been clear with my wording, then. My intent was to just re-bury it until after the Conduits had picked up the ghosts, and then unearth it again for study. I just don't want people asking questions about "hey, what's this weird otherworldly monolith you're poking at" until after we know it's safe and we can keep it from becoming a danger to anyone.
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>>5176063
ironically OOC, this is something that Snowbird and Ziz might be dealing with, so it will be interesting to hear back from them.

>>5176047
Hang on. Have we tried a relic? A Forge core? A T-1 relic? T-5 relic? I'm specifically asking a T-1 and a T5 Relic because a T-1 is the most common one while a T-5 relic can only be produced by a T5 forge core and even a T5 forge core is capable of creating only one T5 Relic.
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>>5176044
>>5176063
>>5176069
oh, also, the whole thing Francine mentioned about why we were even able to unbury it in the first place. i dunno, if the thing can hinder its biomass replication to let us look at it, last thing we might want is the opposite, it being like 'oh? you want to just bury me again? OK, WELL THEN HAVE INFINITE DIRT! LETS HAVE EVERYTHING BE BURIED THEN!"
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>>5176076
>>5176063

>>5176080 raises a good point. what's to say that the monolith fragment sentient to a degree? All the fragments that we have discovered first or second handedly are created from the wishes and desires of the builders.
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>>5176079
>Hang on. Have we tried a relic? A Forge core? A T-1 relic? T-5 relic?
Nope, so far it's just been that one swarmling. Everything else is in the maybe column.

>>5176080
Perhaps. But I feel like it should also be able to understand our intent, if we're not leaving it behind but sticking around. Maybe we can tell it that we're just burying it briefly for the sake of information security? Unless it doesn't want to maintain information security, and wants to be known to the world.
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>>5176076
that seems kinda pointless though, sorta.
Paloma is proooobly someone we could trust to see it, and we can probably just explain to her 'hey we dont need several dozen re-activated people you just saved spreading humors about this thing' and she can probably save them and take them away in a way that avoids that without us having to risk or bother with reburying it for such a relatively short time.
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>>5176082
that is if we can get our intent across or even communicate with it. chances are Francines onto something, but how far or how much we can properly interact with that fact is another matter.
in part as i said >>5176083
it also just feels like a weird complication to amusingly enough an honestly actually high concern of what it would do with that dirt over something we have other ways to solve, especially considering the very temporary nature of burying it in this context.
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>>5176082
>>5176083
I have a thought: if this fragment is supposed to be the manifestation of the desire of "Hope springs Eternal", then given the narrative effect that Shu has as the Defiant and one who represents the hope to break the cycle, is it a wonder that this fragment is allowing us to examine it?
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>>5176054
(Oh, that got me good. Very nice.)
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>>5176083
The best security is to not be known in the first place. I'm sure Paloma trusts whoever she's sending to do the pickup, but it's still best if we minimize the number of people who know about this at all.

But you have a point about the Fragment maybe not liking us burying it again. Okay, how about we send Nerada, Amara, and someone to supervise to meet with the Conduits in between the Waystation and here, so they don't get close enough to spot it, while Shu gets Tailor on the line and also throws various test objects at it?

>>5176097
Oh, no, not at all. It's probably feeling hope specifically because of Shu and what she might mean for the Crucible program.
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>>5176097
could be.

>>5176100
yeah, send them to meet away from the sight is a good compromise. to be honest probably safer for them anyways to not be near the thing. chirst can you imagine if one of the conduit ghosts tripped into it? as if being a sorta zombie not fully human isnt already damaging to the mind enough.
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>>5176100
>>5176091
Hang on...Something occurred to me. Jackie's Fragment is physically imbedded in her chest, while Tailor's Fragment is fused with her mind. If we do physically interact with the Replicant Fragment, then there's a high chance that the Fragment will fuse with the person interacting with the Fragment. Unless the fragment is choosey and specifically WANTS to fuse with Shu.
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>>5176080
Hmm, you make a good point. Burying it might be problematic when we don't know if we can dig it up back again. Anyway, I do not want to bury it for long, only as a temporary measure until we get Taoilor's take on it or figure out if it is safe to move to some safer place like the Roost. We definitely should study it and not try to cover up the problem, but I would still advise extreme caution.
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>>5176107
i mean... maybe?
but as far as we know every other fragment was of a size where that made sense to be possible.

this thing is... well, not something we would want to. it would be more akin to US fusing to IT, than the usual. we are not yet actually physically touching it for a reason, though honestly im not even sure if thats possible at the moment either, considering what we've seen so far.
or well, the 'original' us touching it. guess it depends on how all that works and if that matters.
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>>5176106
Alright, then

>>5176003
Changing >>5176044 to

>Send Nerada, the ghosts, Amara, and November to meet up with the Conduits coming to pick up the ghosts.
>Shu, Francine, and a few Joyous Many stay here. Shu calls Tailor for advice on what to do with a giant Fragment, and asks her to come examine it with us.
>Also asks her if she thinks it's safe to chuck stuff at it to see what it does.


>>5176107
Not necessarily. We've interacted with the Silver Key plenty, and it's never fused with us. For that matter, I don't think the Vorpal Knife needs to be stored in the user's chest, Jackie just does because one of her best friends is a Homestuck dork and this way she's even more of a Jack Noir reference.
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>>5176107
Well, that sounds plausible enough. Not sure if its a good idea, but Jackie and Tailor came out of it okayish. Anyway, if we ever do try for someone to touch it/replicate someone, it should be us. For the sole reason that if someone has to pay a price for our curiosity, it should be ourselves.
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>>5176107
>>5176111
>>5176112
well if we want to get it out of here someone will have to touch it most likely to try and teleport it or we take the normal route which will be full of dangers and very time consuming. But we really can not leave this thing behind.

If it tries to fuse with someone.... well that would suck but there would be little we could reasonably do other than be the person that pays for our own folly.

>>5176003
Changing vote from >>5176036
to >>5176116
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>>5176003
>>5176026
compromising to also support the first part of >>5176116
this about doing the conduit baton pass out of sight of the thing.

still dont think we need to wait. Francine at least i wholly trust to study it without having to wait, and its not like Tinker can really do much more testing than we can when we have so little info about it.
i mean, what would her answer really be? "only one way to find out".

wait no sorry, it would be 'onlyonewaytofindout."
unless you mean her using her future sight to cheat but for one, we know she doesnt want to abuse it, and two, we know things like this actually can be exception to powers like that so its very likely not an advantage she has here to use.
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>>5176122
I mean... yes and no?
theres a reason i want to try and at least start on the preliminaries of understanding this thing. its a bit too big a deal to just ignore and not figure a bit out while we're here and waiting around anyhow. its also not like anyone else wont have to take some risks to figure things out either. may aswell be us. we have the key, and it allowed us to look at it afterall, so it might be more willing to "behave" to at least someone here. the overwhelming hope also is technically a good sign, though maybe not a good effect to be flooded with so heavily.
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>>5176003
Changing from >>5176063 to supporting >>5176116.
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>>5176127
She knows more about the Fragments than we do, is all. You're right, she probably will say "yeahitscoolthrowsomejunkatititwillbeawesome", but if she does know about anything that could go wrong there's no harm in asking. We're talking about some physics-cheating piece of a dead god, I'm cautious about things like that.
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>>5176143
will she? each one seems wholly different in what it does and even seems to interact with other things.
the only similar thing seems to be them being 'above' or 'outside' the Crucible, and their origins.

but thats not saying much. at this point if you found two normal donuts in a box they would fit that criteria.
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>>5176003

“November, I’d like for you to escort Amara, Nerada, and the ghosts under her control to meet with the Conduits that Paloma’s sent our way. Sweetie, I’d also like to borrow a few of your Joyous, if you’d be so kind.” You announce, casting a furtive glance between the jagged, rib-like spires that stretch into the distance. “I know Paloma vouched for her little team, but the less eyes on this thing-“

“The better. Got it.” November affirms, ducking low to let Amara hop astride the cyborg’s broad shoulders before jogging off to the Geschoss, with Nerada lurching her way after the pair in time with her shadowy legion.

“And as for us, darling?” Francine asks, watching her friend duck inside the Geschoss with Sir Fuzzbuzz and Marco close behind.

“We’re going to phone a friend.” You reply, a swarmling no larger than your thumb flitting out from your hive and up to your right ear. “Tailor, do you copy?”

“Ohgoodnessthisisapleasantsurprise.” Rattles off the eccentric tinkerer not a half-second after you open the channel. “IheardyouwereoffdealingwithaparticularlypowerfulAmalgamsohaveyoudealtwithitsosoonafterleaving?”

“Yeah, but now we’ve got a problem of a different kind—let me fill you in.” You sigh, staring down into the pit as you recap the last few minutes with as much detail as you can recall. “…so, you think you could swing by if you’re not too busy and-?”

Francine lets out a small yelp of surprise when Tinker Tailor practically blinks into existence beside you.

“…so at what point in my retelling did you-?”

“Seventeenwordsinsothisisthefragmentyes?” Tailor interrupts excitedly, a thin woman of tightly-coiled wires capped off with an inscrutable gas mask practically pitching herself into the pit, held up only by the balls of her feet. “OhmyohmythisisthelargestfragmentI’vesee thusfartrulyafascinatingspecimen.”

Her head snaps to one side, the smoky goggles of her mask reflecting your own face as she asks;
“Whatwasgoingtobethesubjectofyournexttest?”

You blink.

“…Honestly? I was thinking about throwing a rock at it and seeing what happened. No biomass, just mineral.”

“Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahhaahahhahahahahahahahahahaohmygodyour’reserious.”

“Do you think that would be ill-advised?” You ask, a little offended by the other girl’s abrupt fit of machine gun laughter…and, for once, she pauses before giving her reply.

“…ItisnotabadideanowthatIthinkaboutit.” She admits, staring back into the pit. “Basedousaidwhenyourswarmlingtouchedthesurfaceyouhaditpullback,yes?”

You nod, and she clarifies; “Sothereplicationphenomenaonlystoppedwhencontactceased. Meaningthatifcontactdidnotceasethenreplicationcouldhypotheticallycontinueunabated."

"I was thinking the same thing.” Francine chimes in, catching the Flesh Artisan’s words a bit faster than you’re able.

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>>5176250

“Physical contact appears to be necessary for the effect to continue. I’d imagine that the terrain around the fragment is, in fact, replicated as well—with the effect going unnoticed until Shu’s swarmling gave the thing more date to play with.”

"Anastuteobservationmyfriend. Welldone." Tailor compliments, with Francine being a little taken aback. “Wejustdon’tknowhowprolongedcontactwithinorganicmaterialmightmanifest,sothemostprudentthingtodowouldbe…”

Her head cocks to you once more, and you swear you can almost hear the smile in her voice as she says; “…throwarockatitandseewhathappens.”

In surprisingly short order you’re able to uncover a small stone fragment in the surrounding fleshscape, a piece small enough to nestle comfortably in your palm up until the moment you cast it into the pit. The shard of pitted concrete clatters against the eldritch fragment, and the moment it makes contact the sides of the excavation spring to life, turning into jagged outcroppings of stone...but they don’t stop there. The pit continues to morph, the surrounding biomass undulating as a field of jagged stone shards, but the longer you gaze upon the roiling pit the more the mirrored shards begin to shift into distinct, yet separate shapes. Jagged asymmetry is supplanted with stone blocks, then houses in miniature. They’re blocky things at first, and you’re barely able to catch their details before one is supplanted by another dozen—but by the time Tinker Tailor extends her hand and the initial shard snaps into her hand you could almost swear you caught the shapes of what looked like more complex, non-euclidian structures that were blooming in the field of concrete.

And then, just like that, flesh and bone take the place of form and function when the shard is retrieved.

“…Replication’s just the first step.” Francine breathes, staring into the depths of the onyx fragment. “It looked like the fragment was building actual…*things* out of the shard. Extrapolating what existed previously, then spiraling off into its own…ideas…of what could be.”

“Ibelievewhatwearelookingatisnotmerelyafragmentthatcopies…butathingthatencapsulatesthesheercreativepotentialofthebeingthatconstructedtheCrucible.” Tailor surmises, thoughtfully turning the shard over in her hand before looking up to you. “Youpulledbackbeforeitcouldmakesomethingentirelynewoutofyourswarmling.

Her head snaps to one side as she adds; “Oryou.”

>>Re-bury the fragment, and establish a constant security detail. This thing is too dangerous to leave unattended.

>>Transport it to the Dragon’s Roost, but not before having Rath craft a relic to keep it suspended, somehow—you don’t want to know what it’ll ‘extrapolate’ your home into, if given the chance.

>>If this thing is opening itself up to you, then you need to actually commune with it—take the plunge, and make physical contact with it.

>>Write-In

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(Voting shall remain open for the next three hours, with posting to resume tomorrow morning at 10AM, Eastern time. It’s good to be back, and I wish you a restful evening.)
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>>5176254
hrm... this is a tough one.
i still wholly and fully think burying it is a very bad idea. i mean, thats literally just giving it stuff to work with if nothing else, and assuming its somehow sentient, possibly upsetting to it.

vote;
>Transport it to the Dragon’s Roost, but not before having Rath, Francine, and Tinker craft a relic to keep it suspended, somehow—you don’t want to know what it’ll ‘extrapolate’ your home into, if given the chance.
>Make sure to first make a new, pretty solidly 'separated' room in the place, so as to give some level or separation and extra security for the thing.
>>If Francine, Tinker, or others wish to further study it, thats fine, you just want it someplace safe first.

Im not against trying to 'contact' it mind, i just think getting it someplace more secure comes first for sure.
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>>5176254
Okay, yeah, that's potentially a very dangerous thing. Extrapolating anything it touches into all sorts of emergent order and complexity could turn even very benign things into abominations. The sole reassurance is that it only persists so long as it's in contact with the original. Granted, I can easily see a Daughter or Amalgam that touched this thing growing large enough to encyst it and keep in contact with it within their flesh at all times. Yeah, this is a big danger. I'm not sure what to do with it.

>>5176255
Thanks for running, BHOP. Have a nice evening.
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>>5176254
I love conversations with Tailor. They are painful to read, yes, but oh, so fun and informative!

Anyway, I vote for:
>>Transport it to the Dragon’s Roost, but not before having Rath craft a relic to keep it suspended, somehow—you don’t want to know what it’ll ‘extrapolate’ your home into, if given the chance.

After that, I would suggest that we gather the gang, see what they think about the fragment and what we should do with it. We should study it together, of course, but I'd like to bring up the possibility of Shu trying to communicating with it and ask them if they think we should do it.
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>>5176255
lifes not all too restful for me lately, but ill try. hope it is for you though, thanks for running.
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>>5176254
Yeah, supporting >>5176267. Let's make a containment room for it. I'm open to trying to commune with it eventually, but not before we know a lot more about it and how it responds to living things.
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>>5176272
>I love conversations with Tailor. They are painful to read, yes, but oh, so fun and informative!
She's just so enthusiastic! It's contagious.
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So on another note. I've been thinking about the relic we got from Merkabah, Eden's East.

>This Relic’s shining geometric form appears to cycle through a variety of trapezoidal shapes when not in use, but then in the hands of a Daughter preparing for violence, its form is rarely in doubt. In combat, this Relic manifests as a melee weapon of the user’s choice that deals CATASTROPHIC damage, able to cycle between ANY PHYSICAL DAMAGE TYPE as a free action, once per turn. Regardless of this weapon’s form however, any physical damage it inflicts is supplemented by also dealing CATASTROPHIC RADIANT damage in melee range. Finally, this weapon’s form can be either SHORT or MEDIUM range, depending on the form its user chooses for it.

Now hear me out in terms of utility. The relic description states that it manifests as a melee weapon of the user's choice. Physically might I add if it were true. The Key term to cheat with is "Melee weapon." The human body is a melee weapon in one complete package if you look at it from a Vitruvian lens. So I ask: Is it possible for a daughter to manifest Eden's east as an extraneous limb like Rath's Phantom Limb? And if so, are we able to extrapolate that definition and extend it to an entire human form? And if that is possible, then can we give it to November where she can essentially gain a secondary body made of hard-light?
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>>5176267
>>5176276
(In crafting this room, do you wish for the family to reconvene back at the Dragon's Roost or for Shu and Francine to attend to another issue?)
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>>5176317
(It would still need to be wielded in some form by a user, but if you were able to wield a Relic at range you could absolutely make that happen. Alternatively, you could have it attach to a user to act as something of a stand.)
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>>5176369
>Alternatively, you could have it attach to a user to act as something of a stand.
>Amara with a Star-child stand
Oh god. Amara will finally have a Star Platinum stand of her own. She's ascended one more level of ANIME.
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>>5176433
Well, now we have to do it. Another step towards her destiny of becoming the most anime.
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>>5176521
Problem is we might be running out of item slots on the equipment sheet? God it's been so long since we took inventory of our relics.
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>>5176364
I guess Reconvene for now..
nothing is really springing to mind to go after except the maze i think the other family is looking over, which would involve us talking to them first before trying out anyhow.
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>>5176364
Sorry for the late response, I was sick last night and feel asleep shortly before this was posted and only woke up about five minutes ago. But yeah, I'm good with reconvening, assuming the other team isn't on the immediate trail of something good. We're going to need to bring Rath back to build the containment vessel anyway, so unless Gina and Dorian have something they want to keep going after they should come with.
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>>5176364
Yeah, I'm for reconvening, unless somebody is in middle of something they can't suspend for a time.
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>>5176254

“We need to contain it.” You say after a long moment spent weighing your options. “I’m not saying further study’s out of the question, but this fragment’s too dangerous to have out in the open. Do you think you two could come up with a solution?”

“Doubtless so, but I would very much like a third opinion.” The good doctor hums, glancing over to the wiry artisan as she rises from where she’d crouched at the edge of the excavation.

“RachelNeeson. Iwouldwelcomeherinput.” Comes Tailor’s swift reply, head snapping to focus on Francine. “Itwouldnotbethefirsttimeherperspective’sproveninvaluable. Itwon’tbethelast,either.”

It takes less than an hour to get your ducks in a row; Nerada makes the hand-off of the reanimated townsfolk to a trio of Conduits led by a rail-thin girl who goes by ‘Harrow’, while Gina’s team warp back to the Roost to meet with Francine and Tailor. November, Amara, and Nerada help you keep a vigil over the colossal fragment until you’re given the all-clear by yourresident red-headed brawler, with Orwell stemming the flow of news to a trickle, her ear to the ground for any moves towards the remnant of the Crucible’s creators. By the end of the second hour, you’re staring at a marvel of engineering, still not quite understanding how it’s been done; a new facility several dozen meters off of November’s machine room, a sealed chamber with the unearthed fragment hovering inside with room to spare.

“It’s fuckin’ WIMDY.” Laughs its co-creator as she strides up behind you, clapping a powerful hand on your shoulder. Rath’s shimmering eyes locks with yours, filled with an indelible sense of pride. “Seriously though, it’s propped up by constant airflow. Since the thing replicates whatever touches it, it’s basically holding itself up with hurricane-force winds generated and looped by some Generator-type Relics we’ve installed all around the room. Plus, if there’s any issue we’ve got a dozen Neuromancy Relics ready to shove this entire room about half a mile thattaway. Y’know, just in case it gets uppity.”

“I’m impressed.” You admit, peering into the room through the porthole embedded in the only door in or out of the chamber. “The room’s a fair bit bigger than I thought it’d be.”

“Oh, we came up with the idea that it should be about three times larger than originally conceived, just in case there happened to be any fluctuations in the thing’s field.” Rath fires back with a grin.

“Very clever. Whose idea was that?”

“Oh, uh…it was a team effort.” She says, suddenly bashful.

“So…your idea, then? Nicely done.” You fire back with a smirk, and even a roll of her eyes can’t do much to hide the luminescent blush that floods the shorter girl’s cheeks. “With all this, I haven’t even had much of a chance to touch base with GG to hear what you all found. Any news on that front?”

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>>5177169

“May as well be the western front, for how quiet it was.” Rath counters with a scowl. “We took it slow, but half the traps we were expecting had already been disabled. GG said the place had already been looted, but that whoever’d gotten there before us hadn’t left yet. Coin toss as to whether that means they were still there gettin’ what was there to be got, or if they got ‘got’ themselves, and we hadn’t gone down far enough to find their dumbass corpses. Made some decent headway in case you wanna delve deeper, though.”

“That’s all…very disconcerting, but I’m glad you and the others didn’t run into any trouble.” You concede. Then, nodding towards the ceiling. “How’re things topside?”

“Dorian’s pouring drinks for Tinker Tailor and the Doc, while GG’s checking in with the Dream team. Not sure where Aunt Heather is, now that I think about it ” Rath mutters, before adding with a scowl; “Amara and Nerada are in the kiddo’s room. Still pretty fuckin’ pissed about what the little shadowy shit decided to do, but at least she’s playing ball with us for now. You sure it’s okay to have her here?”

“After how she helped us get those remnants over to the Ikean Fortress, I wasn’t about to turn her out.” You say with a sigh, staring at the fragment eerily hovering just a few meters away. “I don’t like it any more than you do, but I think there’s something to be had, there. Amara seems to be getting through to her, for what it’s worth.”

“Eh, she’s your daughter, for sure. Makin’ allies outta assholes.” The shorter girl remarks, giving you a gentle poke in the ribs. “S’why you’re stuck with me, I guess.”

“Oh, you misunderstand…you’re trapped in here with me.” You’re able to get out before your lips crack into a grin.

“Awful. Just awful. So! What’s next?” Rath asks, leaning with one shoulder against the long hallway. “The Fortress was fun and all, but the Cord’s, like…*right* there. Kinda want to get to scouting, or at least ticking some of the other boxes on that list Paloma gave us.”

“...you just want to fight the swordsman Amalga-”

“I *really* do, though!” She indignantly interrupts, and you can’t help but laugh. “But I know we’ve got the rocket launch coming up soon, and I get if you don’t wanna get too involved in anything before that. And before you ask, Orwell’s got a countdown ready for us, but we’ve still got time.”

You’ve a lot on your plate, as per usual…but if there’s one thing you’ve learned about the Crucible, it’s all about putting one foot in front of the other.

>>Reach out to Orwell, both to get a sense of how long until launch and to see how much info leaked about the fragment.

>>Go back upstairs and touch base with (Choose Family Member to interact with).

>>Ask Rath something else on your mind (Write-In)

>>Write-In

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>>5177172
>>Reach out to Orwell, both to get a sense of how long until launch and to see how much info leaked about the fragment.
>>Write-In
>Then meet back with the rest of the family to discuss our next move.
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>>5177172
vote;
>Reach out to Orwell, both to get a sense of how long until launch and to see how much info leaked about the fragment.

though honestly i have no strong feelings one way or the other on this vote.
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>>5177172
Supporting >>5177184.
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>>5177172

“I think reaching out to Orwell’s next on the agenda, and once I’ve got a better idea of the timeline we’re looking at then we’ll have a family meeting.”

Rath nods, giving the chamber door a quick tap with her knuckles before turning to you. “Dorian and I will get the table prepped, so we’ll be ready when you are.”

She leaves you at that, and when the commling in your ear flares to life with a buzz that’s almost like static, it takes Orwell a bit longer than usual to answer your call.

“Heyyy, Shu.” Greets the teen with a heavy sigh.

“You okay?”

“Yeah yeah yeah, just…there’s been a lot. But I’m fine.” She dismisses, taking a deep (and perhaps overdramatic) breath before launching off. “Alrighty. ‘Kay, so; I aggressively scrubbed all the info I could find, so there’s no fear of some randos finding out about the fragment. Lines are dead, pics have been erased, and no-one’s finding a damn thing from here on out. Even got a relic running an embedded subroutine to monitor for even the vaguest allusions to the fragment and zap the shit out of any new threads that crop up…that’s the good news.”

“…and the bad?”

“What info I wasn’t able to scrub got snapped up. Caught wind of some rapid-fire bidding, real high-ball shit. That was an hour ago.” Orwell says, the bite in her words indicative of the Skintalker’s wounded pride. “Dunno who it’s been sold to, but I’ve picked up some chatter about some teams getting assembled from overseas and talk of coordinates being bought for local Waystations. Suffice to say, we’ve got some parties interested in the fragment and willing to pay through the nose in Relics, biomass, and favors to get their hands on it…and from my initial research into the teams, they’re not the negotiating types.”

“Think they’ll make a move on the Roost?”

“Oh, most definitely. I’m keeping a close eye on the comings-and-goings, so they won’t catch us on our asses, but they’re also working off assumption, here. We may be able to hide the thing, or move it somewhere else. Or! Or—and this is just a thought—we could try and counter-bid.”

“Pardon?”

“Look, which holds more weight?” Orwell says wearily. “The coin of some Daughter who’s riding out the end of the world in a white tower, or the favor of the Defiant, Hunter of Gods, the woman who’s balls-deep in saving the world? You send out word that you’re willing to talk, and you bet your ass they’ll listen. The reasonable ones, anyway.”

“Let’s tab that conversation ‘til after I brief everyone.” You say, feeling no small amount of trepidation at the prospect of teams being hired to invade your home…to say nothing of the prospect of trying to hash out some kind of deal with them. “Anything else I need to get up to speed on?”

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>>5177430

“Well for one, Behemoth’s agitated.” The teen sighs again. “Every little fit and start of the Disassociated’s initial launch prep’s just pissed him off more by the minute. He hasn’t made any moves, but I’m guessing he may bum-rush the launch. I…I don’t even know where to start with that. Sure, they’ve got defenses in place, but this is an Apocalypse Amalgam we’re talking about. They weren’t counting on fending off something like that, and especially not when we’ve got eight hours and counting ‘til go-time.”

Eight hours.

Less than half a day to go, and you’re suddenly, keenly aware of the seconds that pass with every thump of your beating heart.

“Shit…what about Leviathan?”

“Not a peep. Just exploring the oceans, chatting it up with local traders. Talked recently to this girl who’s—get this—and entire fucking battleship. Crew and everything.” Orwell exclaims wearily. “Can’t make this shit up, my friend.”

“And Ziz?” You ask, and you can almost hear the girl at the other end of the line cringe.

“Uh, yeah…Ziz met up with West Alpha a little while ago. They’re checking out the ruins of a city pretty close to where you first woke up.”

“Snowbird…” You gently correct, hearing the other girl make a small sound across the connection. “…and are the two of them alright?”

“I’d have told you if they weren’t.” The Skintalker says, a sudden edge to her exhaustion. “But yeah, they seem to be getting along surprisingly well. There’s some distortion around the ruins, but they’re mostly just exploring. They’re one of, like…two dozen things I’ve got my fingers on the pulse of, but what I’ve just covered are the most pressing. Honestly, if this weren’t the Crucible, I’d have run outta fingers.”

“I know it’s a lot, Orwell…and I appreciate it. All of it, and everything you do.”

There’s a small, soft laugh that filters across the line, and with that, she says; “Then it’s worth it…look, I’ll let you catch everyone up, and I’m here if you need me.”

Your second recap of the day sees you pacing back and forth behind the chair Dorian had crafted for you with the Roost’s master console, your family filling the seats that flank the long alabaster table.

“Only eight hours.” Dorian murmurs, his seat opposite a very excited Amara.

“ONLY EIGHT HOURS!” Your ward exclaims, her echo reverberating through the living room.

“So if we’re assuming that Behemoth’s going to beeline for the rocket the second the DOs try and lift off, what’s our counter-play?” Gina asks as you finally settle into your chair and stare down the table. “We’ve got Ziz. Think we could pull in Leviathan, given how chatty Orwell said they are?”

“That, or hit up Behemoth first.” Rath forwards, leaning back with her toned arms folded across her chest. “Keep the fighting away from the rocket, if it comes to that.”

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>>5177432

“Wealsohavethefragmentuntestedasitmaybe.” Tinker Tailor quickly adds, vibrating beside Francine.

“I’ll say this here and now; I am not comfortable bringing the fragment into combat without rigorous testing.” The good doctor counters, and Tailor’s hands quickly snap up to her defense.

“OhIdonotmeantouseitoffensively. Onthecontrary; asafragmentoftheCrucible’screators, and thereforetheApocalypseAmalgams, itmayprovetobeusefulinsomeregard. I agreethatmoretestingwouldbeprudent, ofcourse.”

“I know you and Rachel can do a lot in just a few hours…” November chimes in, choosing her words carefully as she leans forward on her elbows. “…but that might be cutting it a bit close, even for us. Shu, do you think Ziz would be willing to take u[p arms against what’s basically her brother?”

“No! That’d be too mean!” Amara objects before you can open your mouth to reply. “Ziz is a sweetie! She wouldn’t hurt a fly!”

You choose not to point out that Ziz is likely one of the strongest beings in the world that the Earth’s become, but Amara’s puppy-dog eyes drive the prospect even further into the corners of your mind…though it’s one you can’t afford to discount completely.

“What’s perhaps even more pressing is the matter of the fragment.” Francine declares, locking eyes with you from her seat three chairs away. “Its dangers as well as its applications have the potential to be disastrous if it falls into the wrong hands. I understand it may take some time for them to assemble, but the last thing we need is to come to blows with Behemoth and leave the Roost undefended. The moment it’s seen that we’re directing our attentions elsewhere, they’re certain to make their move. It’s simple tactics.”

“Orwell will keep us informed. If push comes to shove, then I’ll knock their asses down personally.” Rath firmly declares, before shifting uncomfortably in her seat. “Also, uh kind of off-topic, but...what’s this about some kinda warship girl? Actually, nah, that…that can wait.”

The redhead immediately has to fend off a pointed and amused look from Gina, while you take a moment to glance across the room to where Merkabah’s remains rest not far from the Fuzzpit, staring at it as the multitude of options before you rattle against each other in your mind.

>>Split your forces, and maybe pull in some favors; one team to defend the Roost, the other to venture out and confront Behemoth well before the launch.

>>As much as Amara might be against it, you’re going to need Ziz’s advice, at the very least; reach out and learn all you can about her sibling, and test the waters of cooperation.

>>Making sure you’re completely ready for whatever you decide takes precedence; so it’s time to stave off the Hunger [12 LEVEL-UP POINTS AVAILABLE].

>>Ask Orwell something you’d like more clarification on, to make your decision a bit easier (Write-In).

>>Write-In

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(Voting shall remain open for the next two hours, with posting to resume in approximately three. I do hope your day is going well, one and all.)
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>>5177436
vote;
>split into teams
>Leave Tinker and Francine to study the Fragment, aswell as November and the Dream Team to help keep the place secure.
>Have a Talk with Amara. You dont want to make Ziz fight, but it should be HIS choice what he is willing to help with or not, not yours by omitting him from the conversation. if nothing else, he may be able to help us talk to Leviathan, and regardless of how that goes Behemoth too. Send Dorian and Amara to talk to Ziz about the situation.
>In the meantime, Call in the situation with Paloma and the Midnight Crew, and Julia and the Hyenas. You're hoping for the best, But Behmoth doesn't seem the most reasonable and you might need all hands on deck just to buy the Disassociated enough time to launch.
>Once word on Ziz is back, with or without him, take Dorian and Gina to go speak with Leviathan, see if you cant get him to help, or at least offer advice.

>>plan to try and give yourself a small window of 30 minutes to an hour to level up and do final preparations once its clear what all you're working with, and incase the most likely worse case happens with Behmoth.
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>>5177436
Well SHIT. There's a LOT happening at once here. We're gonna have to prioritize.

Also Poor Orwell, she may be a trooper but I am very VERY certain that she's pushing herself to her stress point.

I would like to raise a point/suggestion. We have Teams of Daughters who want to raid the roost for our shit with the Fragment as the big prize. The reason why it's valuable is because whatever information that Orwell scrubbed has left them bits and pieces that leaves them filling in the blanks to the Fragment's potential. They want to use it. So why don't we rob them of that value by using it first? It's pragmatic yes, it's morally dubious because of its eldritch and disruptive nature, but we're being pressed into a corner and we can't really afford to have a team of ambitious daughters who want to raid our shit, so why don't we rope them into the DO Defense? Move the Fragment, move the target location of our potential raiders. get them to congregate to a spot in the middle of Behemoth's warpath.

That way, their objective will either be forced to step aside or fight alongside us should negotiations with Behemoth goes South.

On that note, yes, I want to tap Ziz for advice on Behemoth, but we aren't going to have Ziz fight Behemoth. We should also try and contact Leviathan and get him squared away.

Gather all the eggs and potential problems in one place so that we can get a handle on the bigger picture.

I'm sure my idea will be shot down, but as well defended as the Roost is, I'm not particularly willing to take chances of fighting a war on 2 fronts.
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>>5177436
>Also, uh kind of off-topic, but...what’s this about some kinda warship girl? Actually, nah, that…that can wait.”
Oh my god, Rath. Keep it in your pants. You and every tall girl with guns, I swear.

>>5177468
We might be able to waylay the Fragment hunters by pointing out that it's a complete unknown and that there's not even any clear sign it might be worth anything. Yeah, it does something weird. Does it do something weird that's useful? That can be harnessed safely? That's a complete unknown. It's actually advantageous for anyone who wants it to wait, at least for a while, because then all the work of figuring out what it does will have already been done, by us. Though I suppose that brings the risk that we might come up with a way to use it for our own purposes and make it harder to steal. Still, I think there's a cost-benefit analysis that makes waiting to steal it for at least a while a smart move.
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>>5177468
im not hard yes or hard no to that idea, but i certainly think we should look at other options first before doing that.

It shouldn't actually be that hard to move it 'within time' should it really look like we need to do that, though im of course still unsure we even should. lots of ways that could go bad. the fragment itself just has the potential to get out of hand, especially in a chaotic environment.
or someone could or could try and abuse the situation to just steal it while we're all stuck fighting Behemoth. that could also quickly cascade out of control if someone tried that too. least if its still in the roost anything like that isnt turning fighting Behemoth into a multi-pronged warzone.

also, on that note... so far im wondering what the 'advantage' of this fragment is. so far they all seem to be able to be utilized in some way. sure, it could be this one is just 'too big and potent' to be, but actually that is semi questionable. its potent sure, and maybe more powerful than other ones we've seen, but its actually hard to tell due to the fact its actually so far seeming very limited compared to others. may seem weird to say that at first, but once you take into account it has a limited sphere of influence and once whatever it was interacting with is take out of that radius it loses all progress or alterations its done to/with the object, it actually makes it seems quite retrained in what it may actually be able to do long term to things in general.

of course, we need much much more info and testing to be sure, but im just going off of what we have so far seen.
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>>5177436
Yeah >>5177459 sounds good. Though I think we should emphasize to Amara that we don't want Ziz to fight their sibling, because ideally there won't be any fighting at all. We'd much rather Ziz help us find a way to distract Behemoth or even talk them down than help us fight him. Fighting isn't a good end for any of us. If Ziz wants to fight Behemoth, sure, we'd welcome that, but Amara doesn't have to worry about us looking to cause a fight. That's the worst case scenario.

Also, on the topic of level-ups, does anyone else want to try bartering with Nerada for a level of the Hive Halo? Because damn do I want that. She expressed interest in getting her own hands on another Halo, and while I'm not sure if I'd want to trade the Neurotic Halo I'd be fine with giving her a level of Calcite Halo. Or we could see if there's anything else we have that she wants.

>>5177479
I can think of a few potential uses for this Fragment.

>Fortress
The Fragment turned a piece of concrete into a whole evolving townscape. If you could control that so that the walls popping into existence didn't wind up crushing you, you could use the Fragment to build a really durable base that would be hard to either destroy or infiltrate.

>Army
It created a ton of instant swarmlings from ours touching it, and Tailor hypothesized that given more time it would have started iterating new variants of them. Combine that with a high swarmling cap (someone with the Hive Halo could handle it) and you'd have a rapidly-mutating army of swarmlings with all sorts of powers.

>Personal upgrades
We haven't tried it with a person, but I'd imagine that if they did touch it they'd wind up turning into a giant monster of some sort. That seems like the likely result of its replication and iteration processes combined with Daughter flesh. Their body expanding over and over again, mutating and changing. It would revert the moment they lost contact with the Fragment, but they could wind up encysting it inside their own body in the process. I'm not sure a Daughter would remain sane through the experience, but there's probably someone arrogant enough to assume they'll be able to keep control.
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>>5177479
>>5177475
For all intents and purposes that we can gather as of now without further testing, the Fragment we unearthed is nothing more than the perfect photocopier with zero degradation issues upon creating a replication. The issue is the constraints of its properties and the fact that the Fragment hunters are working off of incomplete information due to Orwell's scrubbing on the skinternet. For all the Fragment hunters know they're working off of incomplete information.


>>5177487
>Bartering with Nerada for a halo level, we're gonna have to sacrifice 1 level up point.
But if that's the case and the Fragment hunters are working off of incomplete information with scraps and pieces in hand, that means we control a vast majority of the information flow that comes out. We could essentially drip feed them information in exchange for cooling their jets and changing their mindset from wanting to raid our house to a wait-and-see approach, which could make them less hesitant on the idea of raiding based off of incomplete information and assumptions. Or it could horribly backfire and make them even more motivated given what you have thought-up for its utility.

Yikes. This is what I pretty much don't want.

>>5177439
Hey Bhop. If we're gonna call Julia up for a favor, to aid us, do you have that Level-up sheet ready for her character sheet?

Also I am dreading having to return from work to find the level-up voting session already in progress given my schedule.
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>>5177493
(She's got quite a backlog of level-ups, but if you decide for her to join you for game play, then Im planning for her level-up will be its own vote, separate from the regular vote given how big it will be.)

(How does that sound to everyone?)
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>>5177487
well yeah, we dont want to fight, but we shouldn't be surprised if it happens.

as for the Shard, the problem with the first two is the aforementioned limited range and instant reversion if something leaves its relatively small area, especially for the second one. its range of influence is at a pretty awkward size. big enough to be a problem and worry, but not big enough to utilize for a true area of effect, especially given the size of the thing for if you wanted to lug it around. ironically you would want it much bigger for a fight.

really, its strangest feature honestly is just how so far confined its effects are to a specific area. within said area its potential seems utterly ridiculous but you take one inch outside that and it cant do or even keep hold of anything. its also interesting how even getting to the point of modifying the stone we threw it, the stone itself in a weird quantum way was unchanged and recoverable. im certainly interested to learn more about it, though its dubious if in this 8 hours we'll learn anything useful. doesn't hurt to try though.
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>>5177497
sounds good to me. guess we can have back-to-back level up sessions later possibly before the potential big fight.
christ we might be more wound up than Behemoth is after that though.
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>>5177487
Hang on...if we're gonna talk about the potential of the Fragment and we know it's capable of replicating objects, with your idea of using the Fragment as something of a Keystone foundation for a Fortress idea, we could use the Fragment to fortify the roost and turn the raid into a slogging siege.

Also, I have a hunch. If Ziz and Snowbird are also encountering a Fragment, then what's to say that they might also help in the defense in stopping pesky daughters from raiding the roost because we unearthed the same sort of thing that Ziz dreads?
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>>5177499
(Given how packed my work and personal schedule is, there will likely be some rest periods to give me time to recalibrate and for you all to recenter as well, since I don't necessarily want to throw everyone directly into a possible combat immediate on the heels of what's sure to be a hefty voting session.)
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>>5177497
Works for me. Julia's a bit of an outsider to the party at this point, giving her a separate voting cycle makes sense.

>>5177493
Yeah, it seems that everyone is just excited because it's a Fragment, and therefore potentially highly valuable, even without knowing what it is. Our attempt at information security may have actually made things worse in that regard, since if we're hiding it then it must be cool, right? Whoops.

>>5177498
Hmm, you're right, I misread the size of the effect. Though it may be controllable, adjust it to a bigger or smaller size. What I find interesting is that Shu notes that the mini-buildings look like they're non-Euclidean, which could mean that the Fragment warps the fabric of space around it. That might be useful in its own right, separate from the replication.

>>5177502
Maybe, but I'd want to know a lot more about what it does before we try. We probably won't have the chance to do it for a long while, if it's even possible.

As for Ziz and Snowbird helping guard the Fragment, potentially. I think that Snowbird is a bit too nomadic for that, but Ziz might be open to it. Though we should see what Ziz has found, first. I'm not sure they've actually found a Fragment so much as evidence of it. I'm worried that whatever that doomsday Fragment is, it's in West Prime's hands now.
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>>5177503
fair enough.
still wont change the immediate feelings right after that though, probably.

that said, i am looking forward to seeing what options the Hyenas have shoved down Julias throat.
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>>5177475
>>5177436
>Also, uh kind of off-topic, but...what’s this about some kinda warship girl? Actually, nah, that…that can wait.”
>Oh my god, Rath. Keep it in your pants. You and every tall girl with guns, I swear.
Wait until Sweet Potato Yamato fires her augmented Star-wave Cannon. Unlimited range, no damage cap. Visible from all parts of the horizon after accounting the curvature of the earth.

Rath would be in the state of Chenobyl's Elephant foot if she witnesses it happening.
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>>5177459
>>5177436
I would like to propose adding an amendment to the plan. Have Orwell make a general announcement in the skinternet that the Fragment is in containment and is currently being researched with information about the Fragment's properties being drip-fed into the skinternet to keep the Fragment hunters having second guesses in organizing a raid and more inclined to a wait-and-see approach. And have Orwell name-drop Shu's name to ensure that those who know our reputation will know we're trying to get to the bottom of this to ensure that the World is safe from other buried secrets and what not. That will leave the reasonable ones out while ensuring that the more..."violently inclined" ones isolated and more easily dealt with.
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>>5177526
>>5177505
Any thoughts about the information drip-feeding idea to the plan? The more information that's out there, the more awareness people have, and more likely they will become inclined to keep each other in check instead of having us deal with a mob for being secretive.
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>>5177530
I'm not sure a general announcement would work. That could just draw more people seeking it. Maybe if we could find the specific Skinternet communities where people got these retrieval jobs from, and talk to them about it. For that matter, we might be able to find the people who put out the job listing. There's got to be some way to trace it back to them. Some sort of courier network?
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>>5177533
We could do that, but the problem is that the information's already out and the raiders are already mobilizing. But that's also a good idea. The question is whether or not the informants will keep the information to those raiders alone or whether they'll sell that information to other ambitious daughters will dirty morals. The power potential is in the middleman, the messenger, the informant.

The other question is whether if we're able to contact the raiders and convince the reasonable ones to turn on the other less reasonable raiders.
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>>5177526
eh, im not for it. at the moment the hunters might not even know wholly who has it. its probably not the hardest thing to piece together, but only so much so. any confirmation on that is just asking to entice more to look for it via confirmation on it even existing, aswell as narrowing for sure who and where to look for it.

Its just a big risk of backfiring and adding more to our plate when the plates already way overloaded as it is.
i am still iffy on long term what to do with the thing and how much to say in general, but Behemoth is certainly complicating things had in the short term.
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>>5177533
Which basically loops back to Orwell's suggestion: raise a counter-bid to the reasonable raiders.

Mobilizing them as mercs for hire might help, but their price tag will be steep if we go this route. We'll need something on hand that's valuable to offer them in exchange.
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>>5177540
>>5177533
You raise good points.
That said, once we've gotten the organization of the general next move the devil in the details we'll need to tackle are both how to deal with the raiders as well as managing Behemoth's potential warpath.

>>5177436
I'm rescinding my amendment proposal >>5177526
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>>5177543
(Understood, and thank you for letting me know!)
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>>5177540
That's a good point. We shouldn't go announcing we have this thing until we're sure that the information is already out there. At the moment, we've at least got some amount of secrecy. The ones who do know we have it are probably keeping that information to themselves to keep the competition down. We give an announcement, and they all do. So we'd need to know who knows, and I'm not sure how to do that without getting attacked in the first place.

>>5177538
>>5177542
Though yeah, we should still see about Orwell's idea to counter-bid. We'd still need to do the recon to find out who's after us, though. Really, that's what it all comes down to, we don't know who wants the Fragment. Once we do, we can start discussing various strategies for stopping them. So that's got to be our first priority. Or our second, maybe, since they probably won't strike within eight hours and Behemoth will, so let's make them priority number two.

We could put Paloma on it. She's a Skintalker, and she has expressed interest in helping us not get bogged down in various problems keeping us from advancing westward. Splitting that task off to her and her team would also take some pressure off of Orwell, and lord knows that girl could use it.
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>>5177548
just a side thought, but its an amusing-ish thought to think about how we might actually be on the poorer side of the Crucible despite our status and everything we have accomplished, just because in part we really haven't had a reason to think about the world-wide or even just he local Crucible Economy much. yet clearly both local and world-wide actually exists, and to some degree clearly to a pretty established level. some people probably have 1%er levels of hoarded biomass, relic, and favors by now.
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>>5177554
>poorer side
>Mara literally gave us an inheritance of prime real estate, 2 heirloom level relics and a CLEAN Sparagmos Engine.
>a T-5 Forge Core
>Personal connections with an Apocalypse Amalgam
>Skintalker celebrity status with 24/7 press coverage and censorship services by Orwell

Other daughters be looking at our material and social wealth be like: HOW IS DIS BITCH CONSIDERED POOR?
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>>5177554
>>5177556
We're your classic adventuring party murderhobos. We're not rich in the conventional sense, but that's just because all our wealth is tied up in assets that make us good at traveling the land fighting monsters. If you account for those, we're billionaires.
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>>5177556
well yeah but in terms of economic status alot of that we couldn't really afford to trade, making it useless for bartering. others are dubious how much we would trust to bring out or let someone close enough to use. others still would be hard to actually make use of connection wise, and our celebrity status while usable has arguably gotten so high its also a detriment to the whole thing aswell.

>>5177557
yeah, kinda this.
it does depend on how you look at it, but as i said in terms of actual 'economy' in terms of actually 'cashing out' or 'trading' we're actually lacking is the thing.
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>>5177559
>>5177557
So you're saying we're poor in liquidity. I bet Mara would be laughing her ass off seeing Shu internally struggle with economics. Which makes this harder for us to barter with Nerada for that Hive Halo, but on the flipside, not having that halo means we won't have Nerada's keystone weakness of being obliterated by anti-construct abilities.
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And it's time for me to leave for work. I'll see you in 6 hours or so.
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>>5177563
I mean, Nerada's a murderhobo, too, so we can probably barter. But yes, our liquid assets are meager.

>>5177566
Have a nice day, anon. See you later.
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>>5177557
>>5177559
>Shu
>A Murderhobo
Objection: Shu has a HOUSE. That does not make her a hobo.
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>>5177571
yeah but murderresponsiblehomeowner doesn't roll off the tongue as well.
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>>5177436

“We’ll split into teams.” You announce, shifting our focus back to those present before you. “Tinker Tailor and Francine, I’d like you both to stay here and research the fragment a thoroughly as possible. November, stay here with B’ni, Uzu, Holly, and Johanna—you’ll be our shield against anyone dumb enough to think the Roost is an easy target.”

“Nobody’s getting through us, chief. Nobody.” Swaggers Johanna, leading the rest of the Dream Team over to the table from where they’d holed up in their room.

“That’s what I like to hear, solider.” November replies with an audible grin, returning Johanna’s stiff salute when it’s offered.

“After we finish things here, I’m going to give our collected allies a rundown of where things stand and what we’re up against.” You continue, surveying the table. “Paloma, the Midnight Crew…Julia and the Hyenas, too, of course. I’m hoping for the best, but given what we know of Behemoth? He doesn’t seem to be the most reasonable of the three, so we need all hands on deck with this one. That being said…”

Your gaze finally settles on the youngest among you, with Amara’s two-tone eyes going wide at the seriousness of your tone. Normally, you’d have taken her aside to have this sort of conversation, but time and delicacy aren’t luxuries you can afford right now.

Not with urgency carving away at your time by the seconds.

“Amara, I’m glad you said what you did. I don’t want to make Ziz fight, but it would ultimately be Ziz’s decision to help us or not. Just like you want to be included, I want Ziz to be included in a discussion that involves their sibling. Does that sound fair?”

She nods emphatically, clearly put at ease by your reticence to pull the thunderbird into a conversation instead of a conflict. “Alright. If nothing else, Ziz may be able to help us talk to Leviathan and figure out where the last of the three stands…or swims, as the case may be. To that end, I’d like for you and Dorian to go have a talk with Ziz, and Snowbird too, if she’s present. Brief them on the situation as it stands, then report back here.”

Then, to Dorian; “Once you’re back, I’d like for you to accompany me and Gina—the three of us are going to pay Leviathan a visit.”

Dismissing the meeting, your family members busy themselves with the necessary preparations while you step away to stand before the massive windows that open down upon the Rusted Town below, and across the rolling fields raw muscle that stretch as far as your eyes will allow. A pair of swarmlings scramble forth from your hive, the helmet of the Chitinous Stalwart armor clamping around your head to grant you a measure of privacy for the conference call you’re about to undertake.

(Continued)
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>>5177598

“Julia, Paloma, Jackie—can everyone here and be heard?”

“Loud and c-clear, Shu!” Julia’s bright voice announces, a sound for sore ears with all the bad news going about. “I’ve got Ivey and Andromeda here t-too, if that’s okay?”

“Of course. We need all the help we can get.”

“Then you’ll be pleased to hear Jackie and I are present, and not just us!” Paloma announces, her tone of voice betraying an easy comfort with a conference of this sort. “Magnus is here, as well.”

“A pleasure once again, Defiant.” The young man’s voice reverbs across the line. Your third summary is precise and to the point, a silver lining of having to retell the same dire situation several times over.

“Christ, you just can’t help punching up, can you Defiant?” Ivey purrs across the line, her tone somewhere between disbelief and admiration.

“Don’t let Rath hear this, but I’d like to keep the punching to a minimum.” You say, heaving a sigh. “Behemoth’s not a thing I’m interested in trading blows with.”

“Of course…but I and my family will be in your corner to trade blows with the best of them.” Magnus intones. “It would make a fine reprieve from the issues that’ve cropped up here.”

“Issues?” You interject with a scowl.

“There’s a…situation…that Em and I have been keeping an eye on for the past few weeks. One that Magnus just shed some much-needed light on.” Paloma explains hesitantly, before shifting focus back to the matter at hand. “It’s waited this long, in any case; what matters now is what you’re staring down the barrel of. I can afford to step away here with Magnus and Em, along with a personal selection of the Fortress’s guard.”

“Laoc’s in good shape, thanks to Julia whipping it into order.” Ivey informs you, her words curled around her ever-present cigarette. “They can hold down the fort, Shu—you’ve got me and the rest of the Hyenas wherever you need us.”

“As for me and mine, do you even have to ask?” Jackie grins, and you can practically feel her single eye staring you down across the miles of distance…but you still turn at the feeling of a gaze set on the back of your neck. A shadow slips back into the depths of Amara’s room, and you’re reminded that Nerada’s been conspicuously absent for as long as you’ve been present.

Honestly? You’re a little surprised that she’s still hanging around, given everything that happened before and after you fought Merkabah.

>>Bide your time with your own preparations until news from Dorian and Amara reaches your ears. You’ve no time to waste.

>>Ask Paloma and Magnus for an explanation of what ‘issue’ has cropped up at the Ikean Fortress—in for a penny, in for a pound.

>>Check in on Nerada—none of the plans you’ve made up to this point have factored her in, so see what she’s up to.

>>Write-In

YOU ARE IN CONTROL
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(Voting shall remain open for the next three hours, with posting to resume tomorrow morning at 10AM, Eastern time. Thank you for your continued patience, participation, and enthusiasm, and I wish you a restful evening.)
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>>5177601
>>Check in on Nerada—none of the plans you’ve made up to this point have factored her in, so see what she’s up to.
I think it's worth asking her what she wants to do, before we start moving on anything. She can hang around if she wants, I don't have a problem with that, but I don't know what she actually wants.
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>>5177603
Thanks for running, BHOP. See you tomorrow.
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>>5177601
vote;
>Check in on Nerada—none of the plans you’ve made up to this point have factored her in, so see what she’s up to.

not sure what exactly to ask so ill leave it to BHOP. probably just a general 'how are you doing', 'sorry things kinda got out of hand real quickly', and 'if you want no part in it, nows the time to bail, but you're welcome to stay.'or something.

>>5177603
thanks for running.
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>>5177603
(Also, I will say the first option is essentially a 'fast-forward' to receiving news of how Amara and Dorian's conversation with Ziz went, since leaving to meet with Leviathan alongside Dorian and Gina was part of the last vote that won, so I'm still following that narrative track.)

(Just a head's up, since I wanted to make that clear.)
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>>5177566
(Goodness, I didn't even see this the first time around. By the time you read this, I hope you had a pleasant day at work!)

>>5177625
>>5177615
(With players like you all? It's a pleasure. Rest well, and I hope you have a good morning.)
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>>5177601
>>Check in on Nerada—none of the plans you’ve made up to this point have factored her in, so see what she’s up to.

Ask her what she wants to do. If she is willing to help us, that would be great, but no hard feelings if she doesn't.
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>>5177601

It takes you a few minutes more to wrap up the logistics with the Daughters on call, waving goodbye to Dorian and Amara before they set off on their appointed task just as Paloma gets an idea.

“Oh oh oh! You said you were going out to meet Leviathan, right? So you’ll need a boat!”The Skintalker exclaims suddenly. “I heard the ship that made contact with Leviathan recently is docked for the next few hours after dropping off her passengers, and I just so happen to have the coordinates to a Waystation that’ll put you right next to the port.”

“I’ll keep that in mind, thanks. If you could shoot that info over to Orwell, I’d appreciate it…” You say your helmet splitting sling the sides as the front half skitters back into your spine. “...and I think that just about covers everything for right now. If anyone runs into any issues, you know where to reach me.”

With that, the swarmling that is the back half of your helmet disengages, slipping back between your shoulders as you make your way over to Amara’s room, the door already cracked open an inch or two. Giving the door a gentle knock, there’s a small sound from inside…it doesn't sound like ‘go-away, so you take your chances and enter.

It’s changed since the last time you were here, last. Gone are the toys and sketches that littered the floor, replaced with a scattering of rugs with wildly different shapes and designs. Seems like she’s been having a go at the Forge, given the designs on display—and it doesn't end at the floor. No, the shelves on either side of the room hang with accountements you’ve never seen Amara wear, seemingly tossed about to be admired by their creator’s own roving eye. Glancing about the space, you think you even catch echoes of Julia and Dorian’s own artistic stylings, mirrored by your little one’s perceptive eye.

Your heart aches to see evidence of Amara testing out a set of skills that aren’t on the battlefield.

A girl trying to find herself, at the end of the world.

And there, at the foot of your little girl’s bed…

…a shadow that doesn’t quite belong.

“How’re you holding up after everything with Merkabah?” You ask, your opener apparently catching Amara’s guest off her guard.

“Uh…fine, I guess?” The young girl stammers, feet dangling off the edge of the bed. “I’ve fought tougher. A lot tougher.”

“I’m sure you have, but you helped us all the same. I appreciate that.” You continue with an earnest smile…one that quickly runs away from your face, once you see just how uncomfortable the expression’s made the girl before you. “Sorry if we’ve kept you. To be honest, I’m surprised you didn’t excuse yourself when you got the chance.”

(Continued)
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>>5178397

She shrugs, tapping her heels on the foot of the bed, just barely scraping the carpet. “It’s been crazy. I haven’t even gotten the chance to say anything to Amara before you sent her out with Mister Dorian.”

Nerada finally makes eye contact for the first time since you’ve set foot in the room as she asks, “Is it always this busy?”

You can’t help but laugh a little at that.

“Sorry, I don’t mean to-...yes, it usually is.” You admit, gesturing to one corner of the bed. “Mind if I?”

Nerada shrugs again, mumbling something about it ‘not being her room’ as you take a seat far from the moody Hive Mistress. You’re about to open your mouth to make the small talk that’ll get you closer to whatever it is that’s on Nerada’s mind when she mercifully saves you the trouble.

“Why aren’t you mad?!” She demands suddenly, rounding on you with a knitted brow and accusing eyes. “Why aren’t you yelling?!”

“...I’m not a fan of yelling. Puts everyone on edge, mostly.” You admit, keeping calm in the face of the younger girl’s preteen fury. “Makes it hard to hear, and be heard.”

“But I-...you…you’re so weird!” She fires back, and this time it’s your turn to shrug.

“So I’ve been told.”

“Look, just…if you want something, just ask! I don’t like this…thing…you’re doing.” She growls, the edges of her form giving way to lashing tendrils of living shadow. “Just tell me what you want and we’ll be even! You’ll never have to see me again, just…”

“You’d leave Amara without giving her a proper goodbye?” You pointedly ask, and Nerada winces.

“She’s…she’ll be fine without me. I just want to end whatever *this* is.” She grumbles gesturing to…all of you, actually. “Just tell me what you want.”

“What makes you think I want something from you, Nerada?”

Her eyes narrow, and one shimmers with an emerald light…

…a Halo’s light.

“Because everyone wants something.” She coldly replies. “And sooner or later, they try and take it.”

>>Maybe a trade would be in order; a copy of her Hive Mistress Halo in exchange for something of yours, perhaps?

>>FIght by your side if you come to blows with Behemoth—after that, she’s free to do whatever she pleases.

>>You don’t want anything from this girl, except for her to know that trust can’t be bought. It has to be earned.

>>Write-In

YOU ARE IN CONTROL
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(Voting shall remain open for the next three hours, with posting to likely resume later today at 4:00PM, Eastern time. Works cropped up with some errands I need to run, so I'll likely be on the road most of today. I hope your own day is going well, and take care!)
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>>5178398
vote;
>You don’t want anything from this girl, except for her to know that trust can’t be bought. It has to be earned.
>"All i came here to do was make sure you're ok, and yes, out of a bout of curiosity about why you had stuck around."
>"help or dont help. stay or dont stay. You've done more than we could ask of you and helping with Behemoth isnt something you're obligated to do. If you stay, people will appreciate it. if you leave, no one will blame you..."
>"...though if you do so without saying goodbye to Amara, I cant say Ww wont hold a small grudge over that." finish with a wink, to let her know you're mostly not serious about that. mostly.

>get up and shrug. "The only one making mutual trust here difficult is you. Im sorry you went through whatever you did to make you so untrusting and only see the worst in people, but i cant help the unwilling, and as much as im willing to lend an ear, i also sadly dont have the time to try and convince you to talk about it. whatever you decide though, take your time, here or out with us, we're fine with either."

im fine with a bit of rewording or such, but this at least gets my basic thoughts down and out.
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>>5178398
Supporting >>5178416.
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>>5178398
Blerg, late response since I've been away from a computer for most of the day, so past the voting point, but supporting >>5178416 anyway.
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>>5178652
Oh, something I would add if it's okay, though: We should ask Nerada if she wants to join the level-up meal. She does deserve a share of the food, since she helped fight the Merkabah, and if she feels comfortable eating with us she's welcome to.
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(Will be updating shortly, everyone. Work has me a little behind.)
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>>5178398

"All I came here to do was make sure you're okay." You explain, voice level. "And yes, out of a bout of curiosity about why you had stuck around."

Her furrowed brow deepens for a moment before she relaxes, just a hair. Her suspicions abated for now, you breathe out a sigh. "Look, Nerada - help or don't help. Say or don't stay. You've done more than we could ask of you and helping with Behemoth isn't something you're obligated to do. If you stay, people will appreciate it. If you leave, no one will blame you..."

Her eyes search yours for a moment before you add; "...though if you do so without saying goodbye to Amara, I can't say we won't hold a small grudge over that."

You finish with a wink, hoping to let her know you're not too serious.

Mostly.

“Can I be bluntly honest with you, for a sec?” You ask, rising to your feet as you watch Nerada do the same.

“I’d prefer it.” She replies coolly.

"The only one making mutual trust here difficult is you." You begin. “I am sorry for whatever you went through to make you so untrusting and only see the worst in people, but I can’t help the unwilling, and as much as I’m willing to lend an ear, I also sadly dont have the time to try and convince you to talk about it. Whatever you decide though, take your time, here or out with us, we're fine with either."

Nerada’s quiet, mulling over your words for a few moments until-

“Amara feels guilty about Ziz. Something that happened right before I say you both at the Waystation.” She says as she glances about the room, eyes roving across everything but you. “If Behemoth’s a dick, then I fear she might hold back because of her interaction with Ziz, so…”

“…So?” You prompt.

“I’ll help her as far as Behemoth. Whichever way that goes, then I’m out.”

“Fair enough.” You shrug, making your way to the door. “I appreciate the help…and I know Amara appreciates the company.”

You close the door behind you when she fails to reply, and you’re just in time to see a colossal shadow sweep across the fleshscape that’s just outside your living room windows. The crystalline panes shudder from the gale-force winds kicked up by the wing beats of a tremendous beast, its feathers shrouding the land from sight as it comes to rest atop the mountains you call your home.

You’ve never been happier to see something that could probably kill you in one hit.

(Continued)
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>>5178749

A few seconds after Ziz’s landing both Dorian and Amara appear from the living room stairwell, your little one bounding across the space and leaping into your arms before Dorian can so much as open his mouth to tell you the good news.

“Ziz says she’ll help with Behemoth!” Amara exclaims, unable to help herself as Dorian fixes her with an amused smile. “She really doesn’t want to fight him, but she’s willing to protect us if he gets super mad!”

“Snowbird is willing to assist as well, and even accompanied us back here…but there’s a bit of a snag.” Dorian interrupts, his amusement at Amara’ enthusiasm supplanted by the face of a man about to deliver yet more bad news. “Ziz and Snowbird unearthed another fragment in the city they were investigating. Thankfully, there are already significant measures in place to not only suppress its influence but also hide it from Skintalker or Neuromantic perception.”

“Lovely. Who do we have to thank for that small miracle?” You say, appreciative of at least some silver lining to be found in the shit-show that is today.

“…I don’t think you’ll be thanking the party responsible anytime soon.” Dorian grimaces. “It was West Prime. Apparently she had a Proxy out that way studying the fragment.”

“Shit. Well, at least if it’s still there, then at least Prime didn’t integrate it before she started to climb the Cord.” You reply with a groan, massaging your temples as you clutch at that silver lining, slightly frayed.

“Hey! Back so soon?” Gina greets as she strides forth from the Forgeroom, alabaster armor peeking out from the sleeves of her hoodie. “I’m ready to head out when you two are!”

>>Ride Ziz out to meet with Leviathan—you could use the ride, and having Ziz by your side might help give you some level speaking ground the other Amalgam.

>>Use the coordinates Paloma gave you and commission a ship to ferry you to Leviathan. It’d be a shame not to take the Skintalker up on her offer.

>>See if you can’t tap Orwell for Waystation coordinates close to Leviathan’s current location. Time’s of the essence, and any seconds you can shave off means more bandwidth to address the Behemoth situation.

>>Before you leave, you’d like to make sure everyone is well-fed and at the top of their game…you don’t want to take any chances with Ziz’s siblings [Initiate LEVEL-UP VOTE at start of next update, when Julia arrives at the Roost].

>>Write-In

YOU ARE IN CONTROL
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(Voting shall remain open for the next four hours, with posting to resume tomorrow morning at 10AM, Eastern time. Thank you all for your time, patience, and participation, and I wish you a good evening.)
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(Also, as an aside; I'm more than happy to coordinate the level-up vote around everyone's schedules as best I can. When it comes time just let me know, and I'll shift it around so that everyone has ample time.)
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>>5178752
vote;
>Use the coordinates Paloma gave you and commission a ship to ferry you to Leviathan. It’d be a shame not to take the Skintalker up on her offer.
>>See if Ziz thinks his presence would help convince Leviathan to help, and ask even if he doesn't think hes necessary for the conversation if he wants to stay close by just in case.

i mean, closer coordinates wont matter if we cant get out onto the ocean to meet them.
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>>5178755
Suffice to say, I wish I could spend the day with a clean conscience and type away at the Sathriel short story with aplomb but "certain events across the globe" have sent me into a state of heightened anxiety. Atop ruining the mood of birthday for someone close to me.

>Use the coordinates Paloma gave you and commission a ship to ferry you to Leviathan. It’d be a shame not to take the Skintalker up on her offer.
Time to meet Yamato in-person.

>>5178758
Heading out for work soon, I'll have to say that leaving the level up vote open during the weekend or even on Tuesday works best for me. If the schedule and timing of the update happens on a weekday, then keeping the vote open overnight would work.
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>>5178764
(I wish your friend the best in these trying times. I hope you have a good evening at work, as well!)
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>>5178752
Can Ziz use the waystations, or are he/she/they (Ziz's pronouns keep changing with each speaker, I'm not sure what they actually prefer themselves) just too big to access them? It's not a super important issue, I'm just wondering. Could make things a bit easier.

>>Use the coordinates Paloma gave you and commission a ship to ferry you to Leviathan. It’d be a shame not to take the Skintalker up on her offer.
>>Write-In
>Ask Ziz if they think their presence would help us speak with Leviathan, and if they'd be willing to help there as well. Even if it's just as an evacuation if negotiations go sour.
>Also, ask Ziz for information on their aquatic sibling. What do they value, how do they respond to danger, what's their stance on the Crucible, etc.

>>5178758
Weekend level-ups work for me, if that's best for >>5178764 schedule.

>>5178764
Yeah, I get that, anon. It's a stressful time right now. I hope your friend is alright.
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(Just as a heads-up everyone; I'll likely have to pause here over the weekend due to a life event that's going to require my full attention to put to bed. Thus, I wanted to extend an offer; would you like to open a devoted level-up vote at end of day tomorrow for the family sans Julia and extending over the weekend?)

(You've more than enough on your plate to easily shift the general family level vote to late next Friday instead, but I wanted to float the idea by everyone to see how you felt.)

(Thank you for bearing with me, One and All.)

>>5178777
(Ziz will settle on 'she', eventually. And while Ziz cannot use the Waystations she's very capable of breaking the sound barrier.)
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>>5178873
Ah, I'm sorry to hear that something's come up. I hope it doesn't cause too much trouble for you.

And yeah, opening the vote tomorrow night and extending it over the weekend works for me. But if people want to put it until next week that's also fine.

>Ziz will settle on 'she', eventually. And while Ziz cannot use the Waystations she's very capable of breaking the sound barrier.
Alright, good to hear that she can keep up, regardless.
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>>5178886
You know what, that was actually a pretty noncommittal answer of me. Sorry. I'm going to say that I would like to do the level-up vote sooner. Get it out of the way, so that we're not doing it right before we have a confrontation with Behemoth. Granted, doing it right before having a confrontation with Leviathan is also a bit momentum-draining, but I think it's less so since talking with Leviathan is still part of the preparation stage, albeit a very dramatic preparation.
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>>5178873
Level-up vote at the end of the day tomorrow for the family sans Julia and extending over the weekend works for me. Plenty of time and opportunity to get things squared away.
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>>5178873
OP what's the system for Body Horror Quest?
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>>5179123
(It's a heavily-bastardized version of Nechronicha with a few sub-systems worked in for Relics, the Skintalker Lexicon, and the like. It's a mess, but I've had fun with it thus far.)
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>>5178993
>>5178914
>>5178886
(Okay, I'll do that, then. I'll establish a proper start time when I wake up tomorrow and have a better idea of what staring down the barrel of.)
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Hey BHOP, here's another song that I suspect could be related/sung by the three apocalypse amalgams:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qyNrZwDOh14
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I just realized two important things:

Firstly, we didn't assign Rath a role. Should we bring her with us to meet Leviathan, let her ride the boat-girl like she wants (not like that, Rath, get your mind out of the gutter)? Amara needs an assignment too, actually, since she's back from meeting Ziz. I guess she can be our Ziz coordinator, hang out with her bird pal.

On the other topic of coordination...do the Dissociated actually know that we're working on a way to help them? I'm not sure we've told them. We should probably send them a message to that regard, so they're not surprised by Ziz and Leviathan showing up and panic even more than Behemoth is making them. Plus, our attempts will work better if we know what they're planning and can work with them instead of at cross purposes.
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>>5178873
>>5179149
whoops, missed this.
kinda probably prefer to push the vote til next friday myself, but looks like most prefer otherwise.
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>>5179370
(It's perfectly fine, since I left no concrete voting times intentionally.)
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(I'll be posting the level-up list and blurb announcing it at 5:00PM, Eastern time. I look forward to seeing you all there!)
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>>5179296
I think we should have Rath ride the boat-girl and phrase it exactly like that when we tell her her assignment.
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>>5179398
I'll see the update in around 6 hours give or take. Take care bhop.

>>5179533
Man, it feels like Rath is just that much of a tomboy that it wouldn't make a difference if Rath was actually a boy.
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>>5178752

“Paloma gave us coordinates to a dock where we may be able to commission the Daughter Leviathan met recently. It’d be nice to have an ‘in’.” You say to Gina, though given your Neuromantic link she’s already nodding along before you’re even halfway through your sentence.

“You wanna talk to Ziz before heading out, maybe get a rundown on what to expect from Leviathan?” She asks, following your train of thought as you glance out the window, the thunderbird’s shadow looming large across the rusted shacks below.

“From what little Ziz alluded to on the way over here, it sounds like we can expect a fair amount of condescension.” Dorian informs you, frowning. “Though if you happen to be 'intriguing', then you'll have an easier time of things."

“Oh, I don’t think we’ll have any problem—Shu’s plenty intriguing.” GG replies, shooting you a wink as the young man beside you laughs.

“A fair point…ah, and before I forget.” He says, suddenly remembering something as he retrieves a trio of Relics from his jacket. “These are for us, courtesy of Snowbird.”

>>STASIS WOMB (Empty): A close cousin of the Goregrowth Box, this translucent orb filled with topaz-hued liquid can be filled with a single ability from a vanquished foe, allowing the user to hold onto a given ability until the time is right. The ability inside is held until a level-up point is used to retrieve it at a later date, and multiple level-up points may be infused into the WOMB to acquire the ability within in a leveled-up state. (Any Slot; After a combat in which the STASIS WOMB was equipped for, the stats of the ability inside are slightly boosted upon acquisition. This effect stacks.)

>>ADRENAL NAIL x2: The gruesome result of refining a Daughter down to a Relic, a feat possible with a Tier 5 Forge, one may embed this stake into one's body. Doing so allows the user vastly increased strength and speed, increasing their melee damage output by 10% and increasing their default movement range by one zone at the cost of reducing HEALTH REGEN by half. One of the simplest Relics to manufacture, embedding multiple nails into one's body results in a multiplicative effect rather than an additive one. (Any Slot: HEALTH +100%, DMG+, MOVE ACT +1 Zone, HEALTH REGEN penalty negated.)

“So, what now?” Dorian asks as you examine the Relics in hand.

“Now?” You say, turning to Merkabah’s remains.

“…we do what we must.”

!-NEW LEXION WORDS ACQUIRED-!

>>FIR (BIO-10% *2): A term for passion, rage, and raw emotion, this word carries the power of HEAT, imbuing the target’s attacks with the element and granting one level of resistance to it, as well.

>>ZIO (BIO-10%, *2): A term for alacrity, wit, and decisive action, this word carries the power of ELEC, imbuing the target’s attacks with the element and granting one level of resistance to it, as well.

(Continued)
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>>5179566

[[[ FAMILY LEVEL-UP ]]]

[12 LEVEL-UP POINTS AVAILABLE]

>>VERBUM PRAVUIL (Skintalker CORE, Lvl 1 of 10): LEXICON OF FLESH unlocked. Should a Skintalker absorb this power, they may elect five new favored words, and every word they possess in their Lexicon has its efficacy raised by two levels. Otherwise, they take the common starting Lexicon, though they may choose to copy the Lexicon of an allied Skintalker upon taking this ability, along with their power tiers and ‘favored’ status. (HEALTH +400%, BIO 600%, ACT +1)

>>KALKYDRA’S MIGHT (Flesh Artisan CORE, Lvl 1 of 10): An extension of the user’s physical prowess, the range of the user’s physical damage is increased by 1 ZONE. This extension applies to damage inflicted by the user’s other skill trees and Relics. By default the user is reduced to their bare hands and feet to deal BLUDGEONING damage, but this rather simple power is fated to take a rather unusual turn. (HEALTH +500%, BIO +500%, HEALTH REGEN +250%)

>>LIGHT OF YAHOEL (Generator CORE, Lvl 1 of 10): For 100% BIO, the user may emit a long-range blast of MODERATE RADIANT damage. Automatically destroys the first construct it passes through, reducing further damage to MINOR. (HEALTH +200%, BIO +600%, BIO REGEN +300%)

>>POPULI MEMORIA (Phantasmal Conduit, Lvl 1 of 5): For 300% BIO, the user may summon the echoes of the Daughters that died in the current location, granted Phantasmal construct bodies from the surrounding terrain that boast HIGH HEALTH and are capable of inflicting MINOR damage dependent on the terrain’s element. (BIO +300%, BIO REGEN +100%

>>VOICE OF BABEL (Skintalker Augment): Words in the speaker’s Lexicon are obscured from those that are unfamiliar with them, and are significantly more difficult to counter. (HEALTH REGEN +100%, BIO REGEN +100%)

>>PURITY OF FORM (Flesh Artisan Augment): Clear 2 random status effects at end of round. (HEALTH +300%, HEALTH REGEN +100%)

>>GODHAND (Flesh Artisan Augment): When using Flesh Artisan abilities or Relics to inflict melee damage, increase the damage dealt by TWO STAGES. (HEALTH +200%)

>>COVENANT’S REBUKE (Flesh Artisan Augment): The first melee attempt/turn by foes to reveal any information about you is countered, inflicting two random status ailments and SEVERE PIERCING DAMAGE. Techniques that do not require physical contact are immune from this counter. (HEALTH REGEN +250%)

>>ANNIHILATION’S MARK (Generator Augment): 1/turn, the first time a Generator-type skill’s damage would be reduced, avoided, countered, or mitigated, it instead is an automatic hit. (BIO +200%)

>>ECHO’S EDIFICE (Phantasmal Conduit Augment): Phantasmal constructs under your control gain +1 RESISTANCE against ALL DAMAGE types, and +1 PROFICIENCY in ALL DAMAGE types. (BIO +200%, BIO REGEN +200%)

YOU ARE IN CONTROL
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(A note; Julia will have access to the above list in addition to her own Laoc-dependent list for when it's time to level her, and her pool of level-up points also includes a share from Merkabah, so no worries about having to factor her in to this vote.)

(Voting shall remain open until Sunday, 5PM Eastern time, but if for some reason everyone needs more time then I’m flexible. Let me know if you have any questions regarding the level-up options or anything else during the voting process. I can’t promise I’ll be quick in answering, but I’ll do my best not to keep you waiting.)

(Posting is set to resume on Tuesday, March 1st at 10AM, Eastern time, and wish you all a very pleasant weekend.)
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>>5179567
well its easy to just assign everyone 2 points each.

grah, im reaaaally not in the mood for this, and am wholly unsure ill have time even with an extension for our usual talks, but its too important to not vote on.
so im tossing out my vote and im just leaving it at that, sorry.
Vote;

SHU;
>Murderous Flock
>Spiritus Ex Testa

GINA;
>Neuotic Halo
>Nervous Torrent

RATH;
>Vulcans Hand
>Tormented Drive

AMARA;
>Queen Crimson
>Joyous Many

FRANCINE;
>Gatlings Fang
>Crations Strings

DORIAN;
>Spring Heeled Jack
>Accumulated Charge

I am WHOLLY uninterested in the pain of trying to haggle around trading or taking new abilities. we got plenty, our builds are fine, until we consolidate things we dont need more, and lord knows if we dont start trying to level things we'll never get them anywhere at this point.
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>>5179566
Ooh, new Lexicon words. Amara's got the classic heat/cold/electricity trio, now, on top of her radiant damage. Lovely.

The Stasis Womb has potential, too, hold on to an ability that we want but that we can't justify taking at that point.

>>5179567
Verbum Pravuil is an obvious boost to Amara, or potentially giving someone else Skintalking as a backup caster. Then again, with her clones, Amara can be a lot of backup casters at once.

Kalkydra's Might could be worth putting on Rath. Just on its own, it's a big boost to her Health and regen, and the passive range-extension would be handy. And while it's not clear what the "rather unusual turn" is, I think it probably would be something that works for Rath. "Kalkydra" means "bronze hydra", and it's a monster associated with the sun. It could wind up synergizing really well with either Indignant Ignition or Phantom Limb. But I admit that's supposition.

Light of Yahoel I can take or leave. Render it down to stat boosts if we've got nothing better to do with a spare point, but that's it.

Populi Memoria doesn't appeal to me. We've got better abilities for spamming weak minions, and it's a bit existentially hinky if it acts like the Merkabah's does. Not our style.

Voice of Babel is something that Amara already has. Unless we're getting another Skintalker, hard pass. Even then, probably still pass.

Purity of Form is useful due to how devastating status effects can be, though now that Francine has some phlegmatic abilities she can clear it. Good if we want backup for when our healer is otherwise occupied, other than that probably not worth the level.

Godhand has the potential to be incredible on Dorian on Julia, with how many Flesh Artisan-type attacks they do per round. Anyone else, pass.

Covenant's Rebuke is super specific, only applying to instances where people are trying to touch us to learn about us. Not worth it, in my mind.

Annihilation's Mark is neat, I guess. But we'd really only put it on Rath, our primary Generator damage-dealer, and she's already got abilities to defeat mitigation.

Echo's Edifice would be a nice buff to the Dream Team, but I'm not sure it's worth a level.

>>5179581
Would you be open to stashing an ability in the Stasis Womb for some hypothetical probably-nonexistant day when we do have points to put into new toys instead of finishing our existing trees? Because that Kalkydra's Might has me tempted, even if we never actually get around to leveling it I'd like to hang onto it.
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>>5179581
Oh, also, why Murderous Flock on Shu? If we're going to invest in Hive Mistress stuff I'd rather work at finishing off Trypophilic Hive. We're close to getting Queens, from the old preview we got of our skill tree those should be pretty strong.
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>>5179567

SHU;
>Trypophilic Hive
>Spiritus Ex Testa

GINA;
>Neuotic Halo
>Nervous Torrent

RATH;
>Vulcans Hand
>Tormented Drive

AMARA;
>Queen Crimson
>Joyous Many

FRANCINE;
>Gatlings Fang
>Crations Strings

DORIAN;
>Spring Heeled Jack
>Accumulated Charge

>>5179581

I have to say i nearly completely agree with you. There is nothing in there that would be of vital importance. While it would be hilarious to take the Skintalker Core reduce it for two Acts it is not really worth it to just take it like an augment. And while the augments are pretty good non of them do anything that we do not already have acess to outside of that REBUKE.... and how often did that come up. Getting up close to find the weakness is probably never the preferred method of gathering intel.

I do however believe that it would be more useful to finish off the Hive Street since we are nearly there already and i do not want to know what other goodies are hidden up there in that Skill Tree.
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>>5179584
i honestly just skimmed over what that even does.
but re-reading it, all i can say right now is, it doesn't take a level-up point to use, and am honestly indifferent to it, so sure go ahead. i wont vote for or against its use here, though i can certainly see it helping as 'goodies' being able to be saved certainly makes losing out on things feel less harsh, even if its only one thing.

>>5179585
cause i want to see where it goes and if it'll be useful, even if just as a hybrid part, instead of just being a "trophy" ability.
though just having extra swarmlings from it is technically useful enough, but you get what i mean.
im not worried about Hive. its more than fine where it is for one or two sessions, we'll level it plenty later.
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>>5179595
>>5179585
eh, i get the argument and i wont be upset if Hive wins out, i just like the idea of giving Shu both more Constructs and murder crows, as crows are great and can only end up greater with the intellect augment. as if the bastards werent smart enough naturally.

I do get its not the most important for her build but ironically with Hive getting close to done it actually does sorta become useful if only for adding to the swarm, even if of a wholly different type.
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>>5179593
>>5179598
whoops, meant this for you, not myself.
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>>5179595
>but re-reading it, all i can say right now is, it doesn't take a level-up point to use, and am honestly indifferent to it, so sure go ahead. i wont vote for or against its use here, though i can certainly see it helping as 'goodies' being able to be saved certainly makes losing out on things feel less harsh, even if its only one thing.
Yeah, one of my big regrets is how many cool powers we've had to pass over just because we've got stuff on our plate to finish first. The Stasis Womb at least lets us take a bit of the menu with us to future meals.

>cause i want to see where it goes and if it'll be useful, even if just as a hybrid part, instead of just being a "trophy" ability.
Fair enough. I get that desire, I think that Murderous Flock has some neat potential. If it also contains Magpie's eyeball drones it would be super handy. Those had psychic powers. But personally, I'm just too tempted to finish off the Trypophilic Hive. Get it done, get all those goodies we know are there, and also have the skill finally finished and not on the list of things we have to level. It's why I'm voting for Queen Crimson on Amara, this last level will finish that off. Hooray!
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>>5179567
SHU
>Trypophilic Hive
>Dominus Bloodline

GINA
>Neon Ascendant
>Ivory Aeternum

RATH
>Indignant Ignition
>Vulcan's Grasp

AMARA
>Queen Crimson
>The Joyous Many

FRANCINE
>Creation's Strings
>Gatling Fang

DORIAN
>Spring-Heeled Jack
>Accumulated Charge

STASIS WOMB
>Kalkydra's Might

>>5179581
>>5179593
I just noticed that you're putting points into Gina's Neurotic Halo. Did you mean Neon Ascendant? She hybridized the Halo to make Neon, and can't level it without disassembling Neon or using Kadath points.
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>>5179631
grah, yeah i did.
the lack of any easy to read indicator for whats hybridized or not, mixed with me just trying to get it out there i guess tripped me up. was also possibly mixing it up with someone elses.

>>5179567
>>5179581
amending Ginas to;
>Neon Ascendant
>Nervous Torrent

>>5179593
i apologize if my mistake is what tripped you up on this too.
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I just realized that Rath's got an ability that's one away from capping out, too, Alabaster Endoskeleton. It would be nice to hybridize that with Calcite Halo at some point, but we can always just use the Sparagmos Engine for that. And capping it off both chips away at the list some and gives Rath some more defense.

Also, I've got to admit, I'm really tempted by Verbum Pravuil. On the one hand, five free favored words, and two additional levels of power for every word. That's really good. On the other, we've got so much more to level on Amara. I wish we had two Stasis Wombs, hold that in reserve until Amara has some more skills cleared up. Ah, well. Maybe we'll kill some more Skintalkers eventually. I'm sure there will be others on the way to the Cord, right?

>>5179567
Changing my vote >>5179631

RATH
>Vulkan's Hand
>Alabaster Endoskeleton
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>>5179566
>ADRENAL NAIL x2

Welp. that's two other Daughters whose dream states have been locked into eternal torture. And we have no idea how degraded those dream states are. Should we cleanse these nails of the daughters via deletion? And also How many goddamn Adrenal nails do we even have?

>>5179567
Hmm...Haven't decided yet. Still plucking away at Sathriel's short story as is customary habit as of late. I'll come around when I wake up.
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>>5179567
ammending vote from >>5179593
to include

GINA
>Neon Ascendant
>Ivory Aeternum

secure in Stasis Womb
>>KALKYDRA’S MIGHT

>>5179721
>i apologize if my mistake is what tripped you up on this too.

Dude.... i wrote that comment at around half an hour before midnight Central European Time. I also did not notice the thing with the Neurotic Halo. You have nothing to apologize for.
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Oh! Just remembered that we should definitely check to see if Karma can level up as well after that battle. Might be able to get something real nice.
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>>5179929
Oh, hell, you're right. I forgot that the Daughters the Nails were made from remained inside them. Gina can fix their situation so they're not suffering anymore, but proper extraction to a Dreamscape required the Dissociated's technology, and they're going to space in eight hours. Well, let's hope that the machine that does that is getting left behind on Earth to save on mass, and that it won't be annihilated by the nuclear pulse drive taking off.

As for how many we have, I think we've got four of them now. Wests sure love making these things. Maybe it's a like a final exam? Some relatively simple abomination they can make to demonstrate that they've integrated the skills they acquired from Prime correctly.
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>>5179631
>>5179593
>>5179584
A thought: why are we putting a stasis womb on Kalkydra's might? I get that it's super useful on melee focused daughters, but Verbum Ravuil's status as a skintalker ability means that we can effectively copy Amara's Lexicon and get much of the passive benefits at a very cheap price. Skinternet access being one of them. Plus, it might be interesting toying with the idea of a Mother-daughter chorus combo given Amara's relationship with Shu.

Julia will get her share of Merkabah's biomass and if the overall consensus is to gift Kalkdra's might to Julia, then why not have her consume it directly as part of her level up voting session?
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A thought has now occurred to me about Gina's overall archetype. Something that may have been discussed many times in past threads but I can now conclusively put a finger on:

Terraforming Tech-wizard Vietcong Guerilla Sniper.

Ivory Aeturnum for close quarters combat when she's in a pickle, Gladiatoral swarm for terrain traversal. Nervous Torrent and Neon Ascendant for Terrain Generation, with the latter doubling as Neuromancy hacking and sensory sabotage shenanigans. Virulent persistence and Life's deathgrip to make her resilient from insta-death hits. Finally Lyudmilla's Welcome for the main burst DPS with Cancerous Payload as the killshot. Shame that she doesn't have Spiraling Resilience to boost her death-save chances even further.
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>>5180291
I'm not sure there's a consensus on Kalkydra's Might, just my own desires that I've gotten people to "yeah, I guess" along with, but my thinking was putting it on Rath. It's a logic based entirely around the name leading me to guess at what the "unusual turn" the ability takes is. In the Book of Enoch, the Kalkydra are angelic hydras that live in the sun. That suggests the skill might go well with Rath's power set. A skill based around physical might named after hydras could synergize well with Phantom Limb, and the solar themes could go with Indignant Ignition's radiant damage. Granted, it's probably wishful thinking that we'll ever get to see it, Rath has so many other things to put levels into before getting new toys. But I'd still like to hang onto it.

Verbum Pravuil is good, I admit. I'm just not sure who can effectively use Skintalking on top of everything else they need to do in a fight. If we want more Skintalkers, having Amara clone herself is usually the most efficient way to do it. Everyone else has something to do. I guess Shu might be able to, if she gets a free moment, but enemies love to rush Shu down so much that even though she's ostensibly a mid-line fighter she winds up in frantic melee pretty often. I'm not sure it wouldn't be a waste on her. If we do get Berbum Pravuil, it might be better to just put it on Amara and double down her Skintalking. Another five favored words, plus two levels of power on all of her words, would let her (and therefor her clones) cast some pretty strong spells for free.

>>5180307
Yep. Gina's kit is based on sabotage and attacks of opportunity. She's designed for giving her enemy rough terrain, popping out of the ground to quickly attack, and then leaving traps behind her as she retreats.
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>>5180311
So wouldn't it be more reasonable in that vein to put one of those two levels into Lyudmilla's welcome? it's at 3 of 5. It would make sense to cap off that ability tree.

Problem for us is that we're up against Behemoth as a first priority in terms of the things to tackle. Gina for all her tool-kit can provide can't really amount to much in a direct confrontation against the continental Kaiju. But playing as Viet-cong against the Fragment raiders? That she can definitely play do and play merry hell with them. More to the point. That means if we're to put our focus on defending home base from raiders, Gina's our girl to keep the homefront secure. Enhancing the sniper ability means the raiders will be crippled more easily the more rounds she puts down range. And the attrition rate will be enough to force the raiders to second guess.
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>>5180328
That could work. I want to take Gina to meet Leviathan, if only to test the theory that Leviathan would resonate with her the same way Ziz did with Amara. And if there is resonance and Leviathan agrees to help talk their Behemoth down, she should come with for that. But if there isn't, putting her on base defense wouldn't be a terrible idea.

As for upgrading Lyudmilla's Welcome, we've never actually gotten the chance to use it yet. I just feel weird putting more levels into an ability that hasn't actually been fired once. I guess the lesson is that Shu needs to put her girlfriend in her active party more often.
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>>5180338
Francine might also be another candidate given that she's a former west proxy. Although it is very ironic that the one candidate who is best suited to resonate with Leviathan is infact West Prime, and she's already climbing the mountain of the world.
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>>5180346
Yeah, Francine's another possibility. I remember it being implied that B'Ni could have also bonded with Ziz, so it's not a thing where there's only one predestined bond-partner or anything like that. Though West Prime is probably out of the picture on the grounds that Ziz said her creator's words were that they'd bond with the companions of the one who would end the Crucible. Even if that's not us, and it's someone else's companions, we know Amara is one of the bonded. So for Prime to be a candidate it would have to be someone who could be close with both an adorable child who just wants to help people AND a sociopathic mad scientist who sees nothing wrong with vivisecting children. I want to believe that such a person does not exist.
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>>5179567
I'd like to submit my votes for the following:

SHU
>Trypophilic Hive
>Dominus Bloodline

GINA
>Neon Ascendant
>Ivory Aeternum

RATH
>Indignant Ignition
>Vulcan's Grasp

AMARA
>Verbum Pravuil
>The Joyous Many

FRANCINE
>Creation's Strings
>Gatling Fang

DORIAN
>Spring-Heeled Jack
>Accumulated Charge

STASIS WOMB
>Kalkydra's Might
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>>5179631
>>5179593
>>5179581
>>5180443
A thought. Wouldn't it make more sense to upgrade the Calcite Halo for Rath for this level-up session given that we're bound to face Behemoth soon? If we're to bring Behemoth to heel at the worst case scenario, then we'd better ensure that everyone is able to survive the fight.
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>>5180655
Maybe. I did change my vote to include the Alabaster Endoskeleton, cap off the skill, but the Calcite Halo could also be a good use of a level. Granted, any single level put into protection is only going to be of marginal usefulness. Behemoth is a big boy, I'm sure he hits pretty hard. Really, if we fight him the priority will be on avoiding attacks entirely, with protection just being against glancing hits. Leave tangling directly with Behemoth to Ziz (and possibly Leviathan), the party's efforts are best spent on debuffing him and giving the other Apocalypse Amalgams opportunities to attack.
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>>5179567

General philosophy to go by: Sharpen your sword not your shiv.

SHU: Augment her core gimmick and its extensions. Get the hive and the Dream Daughter Frames upgraded asap.
>Trypophilic Hive
>Spiritus Ex Testa

GINA: If we're gonna have her play Vietcong to the Fragment Raiders, we better up her offensive and sensory boost.
>Neon Ascendant
>Lyudmilla's Welcome.

RATH: Seems a majority want to upgrade the flames of her fist. I still would like to point in her defensive abilities.
>Vulcan's hand
>Indignant Ignition

AMARA: Maxing out the Queen Crimson is a viable option, but the existence of Verbum Pravuil makes me torn. On one hand we could upgrade her lexicon spell strength, But on the other, there's the Joyous Many.
>Queen Crimson to max it out.
>Joyous Many

FRANCINE: Looks like Upgrading her core as well as her minigun seems to be the call. I have no objections.
>Creation's Strings
>Gatling Fang

DORIAN: Looks like everyone's aiming to max out his speed and hybridize at max level. FLASH.....A-AHHHHH!
>Spring Heeled Jack
>Accumulated Charge

STASIS WOMB: I can see the point behind putting Kalkydra's Might under stasis, but there's also the fact of Verbum Pravuil's utility of being doubled as a second Lexicon of Flesh that comes pre-loaded with all the spell runes discovered thus far.

There's that's my vote.
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>>5181015
I wish we had two Stasis Wombs. Could we just Forge one, real quick? Probably not.
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>>5181022
Wait...We could!. Though the question remains: What tier is the Stasis womb? Given that it's a sister relic of the Goregrowth box, then it should be on the same tier. We still haven't moved out yet so we can absolutely take advantage of our home facilities. but that would also mean we'll have to reserve a level-up point in order to use it.
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>>5181030
It doesn't take a point to store, just to retrieve. So, if BHOP allowed this exploit and it didn't cost a ton of Bio that we would need for dealing with Behemoth, we could do it. But those two caveats might get in the way.
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>>5181033
That does bring up the idea and the validity of a theoretical build in regards to the Crucible Economy: Hoarding consumable/Level-up Biomass as a store of currency.
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>>5181078
>>5181033
Perhaps in more "stable times" this sort of build might work? but given the fast pace in which this quest is proceeding and at the stage of this quest game, such a long-term high investment build won't be practically viable?
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>>5181079
Yeah, with how everything is accelerating, everyone who has levels wants to use them immediately. In that regard we're rather blessed to have the Sparagmos Engine, we can spend them on things and then take them back later if we really need something else.
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>>5181085
But it also brings up an important point: The Stasis womb is a way to save and swap abilities that are out of place with our existing kit with abilities that synergize better as we continue our path. So I think it may be worth the time and energy investment to save up on interesting abilities we come across so we can do one final tune-up for the final no-man's land push once everything is settled given our access to a clean sparagmos engine.
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>>5181092
Oh, definitely. I want as many of these things as we can get. I'm not sure how much use we'll actually get out of them, but I at least want the option. I agonize over opportunity costs at every one of these level-ups, especially now that levels have been condensed and so we get fewer levels per fight. With every level being worth more, we can afford to put them into stray abilities we just think are cool less. It makes the fear of buyer's remorse very real. Like, I'm still debating in my head over whether I should change my vote to include Verbum Pravuil, because damn if that isn't a serious upgrade for Amara's Skintalking. But she's got so many other things to work on, I just don't know.
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>>5181100
Then why don't we start now? Forge another Stasis womb and grab Verbum Pravuil. Any of the Fragment raiders that we do have to put down can be used to fuel the Stasis womb economy. You can't invest in the long term without starting now.
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>>5181112
If BHOP will allow it, sure. Let's ask.

>>5179570
Hey, BHOP, any chance we could quickly Forge another Stasis Womb to store Verbum Pravuil in, or is that a time/Bio investment we don't have to waste? Because if we can, I'd like to.

Also, weird thought I just had: What happens if November flash-Forges a Stasis Womb or Goregrowth Box and then drops it after putting a skill in? Is that information just lost?
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>>5181100
Another point on the Crucible Economy. Stasis Wombs and GoreGrowth Boxes will likely be very highly sought after for the value of abilities stored within the relics. I won't be surprised if we hear other "wealthy" daughter make payments in those things. But given how the supposed Crucible economy works, I would suspect that Rare abilities stored in Stasis wombs and Goregrowth boxes would be the american denomination equivalent of the $20-$100 bill.
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Progress on the Sathriel short story: Details are being typed in. At the part of the court trial and I've just finished writing in the first cross-examination.
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>>5181117
(You may Forge one, yes. I'm not near my notes, but the BIO investment isn't prohibitive, if spread among the family. Also, if November flashforges one then the biomass would be lost, you are correct.)
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>>5181221
Thanks for the answer, BHOP. Alright, that sounds like a decent plan to me, then. Does anyone else have a problem with making another Stasis Womb to put Verbum Pravuil in? If it's a minor decrease, split among everyone, I don't think it will be a big problem. It's rare for us to ever get that low on Bio, anyway. If nobody has objections I think we should do it.
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>>5181243
No objections. In fact, the ability to store biomass that contain rare abilities can be a source of "liquidity" in the Crucible economics that we've been discussing on-off in this thread earlier.
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>>5179567

SHU - LEVEL UP

>>TRYPOPHILIC HIVE (Lvl 8): Damage types wielded by your swarmlings ignore 5 Lvls of RESISTANCE. Additionally, each Hive Mistress construct you possess now replenishes its HEALTH pool at the end of each combat character’s turn. Hive Max: 60 (HEALTH +200%, BIO +200%)

>>SPIRITUS EX TESTA (Lvl 4): The Daughters within Spiritus Shells regain access to the full suite of abilities they possessed in life, though the power of the abilities they wield scales with their CURRENT HEALTH vs. MAX HEALTH values. (BIO 180%, BIO REGEN +80%)

GINA - LEVEL UP

>>NEON ASCENDANT (Lvl 5): Starting on the 4th turn of combat, terraforming initiated by Gina or her allies doubles in strength and size. If a downed ally that Gina is controlling stabilizes and returns to combat, they gain 2 extra ACTs on their next turn. (BIO +140%, BIO REGEN +80%)

>>IVORY AETURNUM (Lvl 3): Aeturnum's blades now ignore 3 Lvls of SLASHING *AND* PIERCING resistance. If Gina would regenerate a limb with IVORY AETURNUM, then she may automatically MOVE adjacent to the foe that severed it and make 3 attacks against them, with her CRIT chance doubled for each strike. (HEALTH +200%, BIO +200%)

RATH - LEVEL UP

>>VULCAN'S HAND (Lvl 3): If a Relic used by Rath has a chance of inflicting a status ailment or stack, the base chance is increased by 5X, up to 100%. The first Relic attack made by Rath in combat is an automatic hit that deals 5X CRIT damage. (HEALTH +140%, BIO +60%, HEALTH REGEN +20%, BIO REGEN +20%)

>>TORMENTED DRIVE (Lvl 4): For every 3 ZONEs Rath traverses in a turn, all attacks she makes ignore 1 Lvl of RESISTANCE to their damage type. (HEALTH+ 140%, HEALTH REGEN +60%)

(Continued)
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>>5182387

AMARA - LEVEL UP

>>THE JOYOUS MANY (Lvl 5): Amara’s Joyous now copy any TIER 3 or lower Relics she has equipped. Additionally, Amara gains a small stat boost for every active Joyous that joins her in combat. (HEALTH +100%, HEALTH REGEN +50%)

>>QUEEN CRIMSON (Lvl 5) Queen Crimson’s defensive/reflective now spans the entire battlefield, granting all allies and allied constructs the defensive benefits of Queen Crimson, barring the following ability; if Amara would be reduced to 0% HEALTH, her HEALTH and BIO are automatically refilled, she is cleared of all status ailments and enemy stacks, refreshes any abilities that would normally be 1/combat (except this one), and her available ACTs doubles on her next turn. Queen Crimson goes dormant after this power activates. (BIO REGEN +200%)

DORIAN - LEVEL UP

>>SPRING-HEELED JACK (Lvl 4): If a foe’s ability would stun, slow, or impede Dorian’s movement in any way, the user’s total ACTs is cut in half and they are placed last in the initiative order for the remainder of combat. Additionally, Dorian emits a sonic boom for every 4 Zones traversed in a turn instead of 6. (HEALTH +120%)

>>ACCUMULATED CHARGE (Lvl 4): When accumulated STATIC surpasses 25 stacks, for every turn Dorian fails to DISCHARGE the damage of the next use of DISCHARGE is doubled. PASSIVE: +3 ELEC RESISTANCE (BIO +120%)


FRANCINE - LEVEL UP

>>CREATION'S STRINGS (Lvl 6): Reducing an enemy or enemy construct to 0% HEALTH with CREATION’S STRINGS heals Francine’s HEALTH and BIO by ½ the foe’s totals. This healing may surpass Francine’s own totals, granting her a protective sheathe of biomass that takes damage and is spent before her own. (BIO +100%)

>>GATLING FANG (Calcite Armorer/Generator/Humoral Paladin Hybrid Core, Lvl 4): Francine may spend 2x the BIO cost of GATLING FANG’s various firing modes to deal 3x damage to her target or targets. Additionally, damage dealt by GATLING FANG ignores 1 Lvl of RESISTANCE. (HEALTH +120%, BIO +240%)

(Continued)
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>>5182389

The last of Merkabah’s biomass merges with your own as you exit the Dragon’s Roost to find a thunderbird nested atop the cliffs you call your home, with Gina, Dorian, and Amara hot on your heels.

“SHU! IT IS SO VERY GOOD TO SEE YOU AGAIN!” Ziz bellows, rattling the surrounding rooftops of the rusted town before all seven of the amalgam’s avian heads wince as one. “Sorry! I have been having a wonderful time, and I’ve made a new friend!”

“So I’ve heard—hello, Snowbird.” You greet, smiling at the proxy as she inclines her asymmetric helm towards you from atop one of Ziz’s crowns. “I appreciate the Relics. It was an unexpected surprise…as was the news that you two had found something unusual?”

“A thing that consumed the study—and eventually the mind—of the Proxy stationed there.” Snowbird explains, stepping across Ziz’s beak to reach you as the colossi lowers her friend to the ground. “I understand you met a Proxy early on. That one had been stationed as the other’s replacement. The effects of the fragment have been suppressed by an intricate Relic array. Shields the fragment from perception—contains its effect, as well.”

“Which is?” You ask, craning your neck to look up at the towering Daughter.

“Similar to a Phantasmal field, but vastly more potent.” The towering Proxy explains. “What few notes remained at the research station detailed an irrational level of rage and an acute sense of hopelessness. The effect had resulted in the self-destruction of at least two attempted settlements when it flared. Then it was contained by Prime’s intervention.”

“We’d thank her if she wasn’t a cu-“ GG almost gets out before you shoot her a glance.

“I’m glad the field was suppressed, in any case.” You say, nodding to Snowbird before directing your next statement to the Amalgam that looms over you all. “Ziz, as Dorian and Amara mentioned, we’re going to speak with Leviathan. Any advice, before we set out? Also, you’re welcome to accompany us, if you’d like.”

“Ah, um…I’d really rather not? If th-that’s okay?” The suddenly sheepish Amalgam replies. “Levy and I never really got on that well. Behemoth and I could sometimes hold the odd conversation or two, but Leviathan…didn’t have time for things that weren’t interesting.”

A pause, and then, cheerfully added; “But you’re really neat! I’m sure Levy would love to hear what your plans are for this world!”

…You’re not so sure, but given how quick words spreads, you’re sure Leviathan will find out eventually.


>>Continue on with Gina and Dorian to the port, and commission transport to Leviathan. You’re well-fed and prepared.

>>Ask Ziz something more specific about Leviathan—you’re not sure how quick you are to trust a being that puts a kind soul like Ziz on edge.

>>Ask Snowbird for more details regarding this hateful fragment she and Ziz found.

>>Write-In

YOU ARE IN CONTROL
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(Voting shall remain open for the next three hours, with posting to resume in four. I do hope you had a pleasant weekend, everyone.)

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>>5182390
vote;
>Continue on with Gina and Dorian to the port, and commission transport to Leviathan. You’re well-fed and prepared.

We can leave questioning of the other fragment to those already studying them.

>>5182392
that works if that's what you need to do.
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>>5182387
Ooh, that swarmling upgrade is very nice combined with the Spirit Shell upgrade. Shells count as swarmlings, so that massive regen rate means they'll be at max Health most of the time.

Also, wait, I just thought of something: Isn't Uzu's "full suite of abilities" the Spiraling Fear? Okay, maybe she'd need Niku for that, but she should still be pretty buff. I guess she just got updated to the powerhouse of the Dream Team.

>>5182389
Ooh, Queen Crimson protecting the entire party. Very nice. Plus a second life once per battle for Amara, dang. Looks like capstones are worth it, even for just five-level skills.

>>5182390
Oh, wonderful, the Fragment they found was a manifestation of the Builders' suicidal ideation.

>>Ask Ziz something more specific about Leviathan—you’re not sure how quick you are to trust a being that puts a kind soul like Ziz on edge.
>Anything in particular they find interesting?
>What about dislikes? Are there any topics we should avoid?

>>5182392
Sure, BHOP. If that makes your life easier, of course. I hope everything's going well on your end.
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>>5182390
>>Continue on with Gina and Dorian to the port, and commission transport to Leviathan. You’re well-fed and prepared.

>>5182392
Do what you need to do OP. You are already doing more than most in a day.
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>>5182390
>Ask Ziz something more specific about Leviathan—you’re not sure how quick you are to trust a being that puts a kind soul like Ziz on edge.
>Likes, dislikes, things that he found interesting, stuff that he did in other Crucibles when he was awakened, his behavior when the curios he comes across gets ruined by something else, Does he get easily bored? Were there cycles where he was easily irritated like Behemoth?
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>>5182390
>“Ah, um…I’d really rather not? If th-that’s okay?” The suddenly sheepish Amalgam replies. “Levy and I never really got on that well. Behemoth and I could sometimes hold the odd conversation or two, but Leviathan…didn’t have time for things that weren’t interesting.”

Hmmm....oh. I think I get the dynamic. Ziz is kind but impatient as evidenced by her interlude where she has trouble with staying put like how a child has trouble sitting still. Leviathan, being more intellectually mature is much more conversational, but like an old man likes to ramble and go on tangents, which runs contrary to Ziz's free spirited personality and chafes against her lack of patience.
Which leaves Behemoth as something of an enigma. Given that Behemoth and Ziz are able to hold the odd conversation and from what we can gather second hand about his legendary temper, It could be safe to conclude that Behemoth is emotionally deep/mature and lets his feelings guide him for many things, but it simple-minded and direct in his view and lacks the intellect to understand the bigger picture.
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>>5182455
Of course, this is much due to speculation. Ziz's personality we know first hand, Leviathan is technically first-hand due to watching him through Yamato's pov, but Behemoth is pretty much second-hand hearsay from Ziz.
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>>5182390
>>Ask Ziz something more specific about Leviathan—you’re not sure how quick you are to trust a being that puts a kind soul like Ziz on edge.
>Anything in particular they find interesting?
>What about dislikes? Are there any topics we should avoid?

Can't hurt to ask.
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(Pushing the next update to 4PM, Eastern time - day's a shitshow, so thank you for your understanding.)
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>>5182390

“Was there anything in particular Leviathan found interesting, in this Crucible or the others you three have experienced?” You ask, curious.

“Hm…it’s kind of hard to narrow that down, actually.” Ziz murmurs, four of her seven heads swiveling this way and that as they try and recall any items of note. “When Levy talked to Behemoth and I, they’d usually tell us all about the life forms on the planet, and how they all worked together. Called it an ego-…iko-…eggo-?”

“Ecosystem.” Snowbird intones.

“Yeah, that!” Ziz chirps happily. “Leviathan loved figuring out how it all fit together before the Crucible, and how it changed when we arrived! If you wanna have a good talk with Levy, leading with that is a great idea! They’ll love it!”

“Good to know. Any topics it’d be wise to avoid, or anything that gets Leviathan upset, like Behemoth?”

“Oh, Levy doesn’t throw tantrums like Behemoth; Leviathan just gives you the silent treatment. Will maybe try and make things harder for you out of spite, if they’re real mad. This one time, during a really long Crucible that was in a real spooky part of space with all these hungry ball-sorta things that wanted to eat—a-anyway, Behemoth, Levy, and I were awake or a really long while, and while Behemoth was having a really great time, Leviathan was getting bored. Went really quiet and stopped talking to either of us. Even started playing with some of the stronger Amalgams and Daughters to pass the time.”

“And by ‘playing’, you mean…?”

“Um…well, Levy always wants to know how things work, like I said.” Ziz stammers as you feel Gina’s hackles go up. “They’ll ask nicely most of the time, but that Crucible was really hard on all of us, so…Levy kinda stopped asking, and just started picking at whatever and whoever seemed to help the boredom. B-but that was just the one time! And the Daughters of that Crucible weren’t nice, like you!”

You can feel Dorian’s eyes on the nape of your neck as Snowbird turns to look up at one of the Amalgam’s eyes, which utterly dwarfs the Daughter’s imposing fame.

“Tell them what you told me. When I was telling you about Prime’s objectives.”

“Oh, uh…so apparently you’ve run into Snowbird’s mom, kinda? She sounds a lot like Levy!”

“…How so?” You say, suppressing a snarl with your best expression of innocent inquisition.

“Leviathan really likes the changes that come with the Crucibles.” Ziz explains, leaning down to try and be eye-level with you and your allies…it doesn’t quite work, but you appreciate the consideration at least. “It sounds like whatever this West Prime wants to do would be something that Leviathan would be super-interested in.”

“Pardon, but is there any chance that your sibling could’ve run across information about West Prime yet?” Dorian asks, his even-keeled voice hiding an apprehension only you and Gina catch.

(Continued)
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>>5182615

“Snowbird here asked me the same thing, but I don’t think it’s likely.” Ziz says, shaking her head. “It doesn’t sound like Prime crossed overseas or had much to do outside of landmasses besides this one, so what Leviathan would know would be limited to whatever knowledge the Amalgams or Daughters they’ve interacted with had, so it’s probably pretty fragmented.”

“So us possibly meeting with Levy should be a fresh start, is what you’re saying?” Gina asks, voicing your own train of thought. “Anything else they’d have learned about us—or even Prime—would be just rumor, no Skinternet or anything like that?”

“Exactly!” Ziz affirms, rising from the ground. “Leviathan’s powers lets them examine a subject’s mental and physical makeup. Levy compared it to being able to meet somebody’s creators by just talking to the creation. They can go back a long way into the subject’s past, and even extrapolate how they’ll evolve in the future when they consume new powers! Sometimes, Leviathan would even merge a couple different Amalgams to make entirely new things, that hadn’t existed in any previous Crucible. They’re really amazing! That was probably their favorite thing to do, so that’d be a great thing to ask about!”

“The similarities are interesting, no?” Snowbird says, voice reverberating from within her metallic casing. “Prime and Leviathan. Creation. Merging. The Apocalypse Amalgams and the Proxies, as well—abandoned by a creator they fail to fully comprehend.”

The being once known as West Alpha turns to you, fully, her jagged frame draped with a cloak of leathery flesh.

“If you still aim to converse with Leviathan, then I would accompany you.” She says firmly…and then, after Ziz nudges Snowbird’s shoulder with the top of one massive beak. “With your permission, of course.”

>>Accept Snowbird’s request and make your way to the port Paloma mentioned…you have a boat to catch.

>>Politely decline Snowbird’s request—your meeting with Leviathan will be a delicate affair, and this former Proxy’s own hang-ups regarding her creator won’t help matters any.

>>Given what Ziz has revealed, you’re re-thinking your meeting with Leviathan entirely. You’ve got enough on your plate, and dealing with someone or something remotely like West Prime is something you just don’t have the patience for.

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>>5182617
It's probably safe for Leviathan to learn about West Prime through Snowbird, right? I mean, she's in the Cord, and Leviathan is in the ocean. And I'm not entirely sure that Leviathan would actually like Prime all that much. Leviathan wants to experiment and discover for its own sake. Prime wants to experiment and discover so that she can create her perfect world. Plus, her plan is to essentially become a big cosmic parasite wiping out novel ecosystems across the universe, which means that she should be doubly repulsive to Leviathan. I think.
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>>5182617
vote;
>Accept Snowbird’s request and make your way to the port Paloma mentioned…you have a boat to catch.

I mean... if nothing else, im 100% sure we could convince Leviathan that seeing if the Disassociated can actually escape the crucible would be worth seeing. other than that? I will admit i question if we can keep them "on our side" beyond that.
But our concern here right now is stopping Behemoth from stopping the launch, so one step at a time.
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>>5182618
But will Leviathan let us boop the snoot?

Also, a thought: "Cardinal" Kei would definitely love to fly with Ziz once she finds out Ziz's personality.

>>5182635
It's a matter of whether or not Leviathan wants to extrapolate and pursue West Prime as an "interesting" thing to associate with.

>>5182641
We aren't one to dissuade her. Like what Shu said earlier back when we had our talks: It's Snowbird's choice.

>>5182617
>Accept Snowbird’s request and make your way to the port Paloma mentioned…you have a boat to catch.
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>>5182645
i mean, yeah, but what does any of that have to do with Snowbird?
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>>5182641
That's a good point. We've already got one giant monster to deal with, we can worry about the next one later. And you're right, I think Leviathan will definitely want to help us with this part, at least, even if they decide to work with Prime later. We're gonna launch a cyborg civilization into space, that's got all sorts of potential for neat new variety.

I'm still scared that we're just going to wind up with another Apocalypse Amalgam as a problem after this, but we've just got to chance it. Worst case scenario, we put off our countdown timer for enormous threats by another few days.

>>5182617
>>Accept Snowbird’s request and make your way to the port Paloma mentioned…you have a boat to catch.
>>Write-In
>"Let me open, though, please. I want to get a grasp on Leviathan firsthand, first."
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>>5182617
Yeah, supporting >>5182659.
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>>5182615
>This one time, during a really long Crucible that was in a real spooky part of space with all these hungry ball-sorta things that wanted to eat—a-anyway, Behemoth, Levy, and I were awake or a really long while, and while Behemoth was having a really great time.

>>5182659
>>5182669
>>5182657

Okay, now Ziz's account of Behemoth during that particular cycle is concerning. Behemoth's clearly fight-happy. And it seems that it's likely possible that his idea of targeting the Disassociated is him looking for a scrap-out brawl given that the Disassociated are trying to brute-force their way out of the Atmospheric membrane.

So we have a simple minded, but fight-happy Behemoth, a free spirited but impatient Ziz, and a curious and intelligent but easily bored Leviathan. What a dynamic these three share.

Negotiating with these three and getting all three of them to unite under one banner will be guaranteed difficult. Even more difficult is finding a place for them post-end given that each of them have their own goals and wants. Behemoth's happy state is when he gets to fight, Leviathan's happy when he gets to Learn, and Ziz's happy state is when he gets to Fly-free without trouble.
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>>5182617
To be clear, by >>5182659 I'm thinking have Snowbird stay withdrawn to begin with. Keep on the boat, acting casual (or as casual as you can get on a living battleship meeting with a sea monster) and not provoking interest. There's no point in hiding her, but let's not draw attention to her. Leave it to her judgement when a good point to chime in on her questions would be, when it seems prudent to bring up similarities in their experiences.

>>5182673
Well, we can certainly provide Behemoth some fights on our way to the Cord. Post-Crucible, maybe we could assign him to a planetary defense role? The big cosmic predators that the Apocalypse Amalgams were designed to fight are still out there, there's still a need for giant monsters. And in-between fights for the fate of the world, he could hang out in dreamscapes. Fight people there, make him the boss monster of a dreamscape video game. Or maybe get in touch with the other iterations of himself in other Crucibles, if they don't all get merged together, start a fight club where they get to show off the various adaptations they've evolved over the eons.
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>>5182723
I wonder if he is partial to sparring? Sparring might be a very novel concept to him.
>>5182618
An update to Sathriel's short story (now it has turned surprisingly long against my expectations): 3/4ths done with all the details. The difficult 2nd act part is over. I'm at the home stretch, but so close yet so far in terms of filling in the details. I'm surprised that I'm able to write at a consistent pace. Mystery stories are surprisingly hard to set up even in a "short" story format. All that's left is the final act.
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>>5183069
(I'm really looking forward to it. And I agree, mysteries are a nightmare to pull together.)
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>>5182673
technically, we dont need to unite them under "one" banner, we just need to individually give them an excuse to at least not cause everyone problems. (or well, at least lower to a workable level of problems, as obviously size alone is a problem we cant necessarily fix, etc.)

Behemoth i could see two routes maybe. one is convincing him that we can provide him with better fights basically, but the problem there is he's made to fight Crucible Destroyers. Im not sure even the Cord can regularly provide those for him. we risk too easily being one of the only things that CAN provide that...
...which beings up the second idea. its a gamble, but miiiight work. He wants a fight, but one that seems worth it. so if one of us seems worth it, like, REALLY worth it what if they just.... refused? but with a caveat. They'll fight him, but only after we've finished our Goal of 'beating' the Crucible in our own way. sure, he'll be pissed, but whats he gonna do? squash one of the only people hes seen who looks worth his time? thats not satisfying, and would leave him dissatisfied and with that hanging over his head from then on. 'you didn't win, all you did was waste an opportunity.' and we can tell him as such, possibly.
like i said, its a gamble, but if nothing else, its feeding into who he is, instead of trying to fight it or work around it.

Leviathan? we just have to prove we or our goals are interesting enough to at least not hinder. the second one might not actually be that hard. the first more depends on how much Leviathan finds a 'blank' interesting and/or how much he can sense Shu is the 'mother of all'.
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>>5182617

“You’re welcome to join us, Snowbird. I just have one reques-”

“Name it.” The former Proxy intones, bowing sharply. “So will it be done.”

“Let me lead the conversation. I want to get a grasp on Leviathan first-hand.” You say, and no sooner are the words out of your mouth than Snowbird tilts her head with a fierce nod.

“Of course. I wish to listen. To understand. Conversation is your strength. Not mine.” The other Daughter explains solemnly.

“Oh, I wouldn’t say that!” Ziz cheerfully adds. “You were plenty interesting to talk to when we were delving into those ruins!”

“Interesting enough for Leviathan?” Snowbird counters, and when Ziz hesitates, Snowbird makes a sharp metallic noise, almost like a bark of artificial laughter. “Then I will be leaving the talking to the Defiant.”

At that (and after a hug and a kiss goodbye to your little one), you finally make your way to the darkened tunnels beneath your mountain home.

You have to admit, it’s a bit of an awkward journey to the Waystation, even as short of a jaunt as it is from your home. Snowbird’s taking her promise to you in the strictest sense, and you emerge on the other end of the Waystation’s tunnel and into the Crucible’s dusklight without so much as a word from the looming cyborg. It always takes a moment or two for your eyes to adjust from the high-speed journey in near-total darkness, but if the first of your senses to be assaulted is sight, the second is most certainly your hearing.

A great clamor washes over you as you step into the sound and fury of a bustling port, hundreds of Daughters surging back and forth like the tides just beyond the maze of calcite containers that’re stacked around you, compressing the throng into a sea of bodies. Steeling yourself, you’re about to toss yourself forward into the roiling mass when Snowbird strides forth, the sea parting in the face of an arrival most seem to recognize. For once, you’re not the first person eyes are locked onto as you follow in Snowbird’s wake, catching a few errant mutters among the crowd that breathe your titles alongside Snowbird’s given name. When you escape the artificial alley the space opens up to a vast market, cramped and overstocked tables with their barking traders, shouting to be heard over each other, and a white noise you only catch when there’s a lull in the ever-present clamor.

The sea boils, just out of sight, its waves clawing at unseen shores as the smell of melting flesh assaults your nostrils. Dorian coughs politely behind you in liu of a gag, the familiarly rancid tang not something you can ever quite get used to, despite your favored elements in combat.

“Oi! Defiant! Been expecting you!”

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>>5183394

It’s the first time you’re addressed directly since you arrived, your title not hidden in hushed whispers but thrown out like a lure. Scanning the crowd, you see a hand thrust skyward—it belongs to a woman around your age, her dark skin contrasted by her ethereal, ghostlike hair that doesn’t seem to register or move the way it should as she jogs up to you and your fellows.

“Paloma said you’d be on your way. Name’s Calypso. Good to finally put a face to the legend.” She greets with a smile as you step forward to take her offered hand, the girl’s amber eyes glittering with shards of sky blue that seem to dance in the Crucible’s light.

“Good to see a friendly face.” You breathe, almost cringing when you drag in a mouthful of fetid air.

“Ha, yeah, not gonna see too many of them ‘round here, especially if your face is a fresh one.” She laughs, eyes snapping to your companions. “Gina and Dorian, yeah? Calypso! Good to have you.”

“Likewise!” Dorian bows, some of the young man’s genteel aura lost with the volume he has to use to make himself heard.

“Lemme introduce my mates, Ge-oh, for fuck’s sake…Gem! Emma! Get over here!” She snarls back into the crowd, only for a pair of gelatinous forms to slither out of the crowd and to her side.

“You run too fast. Our legs are too short.” The blue-tinted Daughter whines, while the teal form beside her picks up the thought the moment the other finishes. “Your legs are too long. Skintalkers get better breath capacity, so it’s not faiiiirrrrr.”

“Wait…those voices…” Gina mutters, eyes narrowed at the faces that slowly form atop the semi-solid torsos the two girls are languidly forming into. “Are you both Gemma shards?”

“Yes Ma’am.” One says.

“We are.” Says the other, arms looping around each others’ shoulders. “And who might this be?”

“This is Snowbird.” You introduce, Calypso doing a subtle double-take under the cyborg’s hood before her eyes widen, ever-so-slightly.

“I see. Any relation to ‘ol West, perchance?” The SKintalker asks, glancing to you.

“West Alpha was my old designation.” The taller Daughter rumbles. “I chose a new one.”

“Hey, more power to ‘ya.” Calypso shrugs, Snowbird’s words combining with your subtle nod to let her know it won’t be a problem.

You hope.

“Intros aside, c’mon—I don’t wanna leave the captain waiting.” She says, beckoning the four of you to follow her with a wave of her hand. “We’ve got a little situation on our hands, but nothin’ we can’t handle. I’ll let the Captain fill you in on the rest.”

You follow her past the edges of the crowd, away from the constant din of commerce and services to the dockyard, where you finally lay eyes on what the Crucible’s made of the ocean.

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>>5183395

Gone are white-capped waves cresting over an endless stretch of blue. Gone are white, sandy beaches. Dark green foam boils as it’s thrashed against a glassy shoreline, a perpetually-creeping carpet of gangrenous moss crawling towards the water’s edge only to be scalded back by the ocean’s arrhythmic assault. Its surface shimmers like an oil slick, reeking like a bloated, burst carcass, and you try your best to ignore the stench as you follow Calypso down the dock to where a line of four ships are moored, side by side.

The largest on by far is the one closest to you—an utterly massive warship of reinforced calcite, the underbelly a gargantuan crab with the ship’s frame held up from below by a set of powerful, chitinous legs. As if completely dwarfing even the respectable boats beside it wasn’t enough, the vessel’s armament would put even pre-Crucible warships to shame, and you wish Rath were here to marvel beside you at the thing’s impressive armament.

“Oh she’d lose her shit over this.” GG says, voice muffled from where she’s closed the top of her hoodie around most of her face. You stifle a chuckle as Calypso spins on her heel to face you, dipping low with a dramatic bow as her voice adopts an overblown vibrato.

“Behold, her majesty. Her sleek cannons. Her voluptuous hull. Our pride and joy, the woman we’d follow ‘til the ends of this planet and any other, the one, the o-!”

“That will be quite enough, Calypso.” A calm, clear voice declares from over the warship’s speakers, easily cutting through even the infernal hissing of the fleshscape’s furious ocean. A row of mismatched eyes slowly blossom open along the deck’s guardrail, every single one swiveling to behold you and your three allies with an expression as gentle and as assured as the voice that addressed you earlier, one that speaks once more; “It is a pleasure to meet you, Shu the Defiant. My name is Yamato, and I understand you are in need of my services.”

Holy shit.

Now you *really* wish Rath were here to see this.

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>>5183396

“The pleasure is all mine, Yamato.” You say, regaining your composure with a little nudge from your girlfriend. “I understand you’ve been briefed by Paloma?”

“We have, and she’s paid your fares, as well.” Yamato informs you, her voice somehow soft despite being loud enough to carry over the ocean’s static-like hiss. “Calypso told you we have a minor situation, yes?”

“She did, and she said you could tell us a bit more about what’s going on.” You reply, and for a moment a few of the eyes along Yamato’s bow shoot the other girl a withering look before the captain starts to explain.

“There’s an Amalgam that’s taken down two ships in the past four hours. There was nothing left of the merchant vessel that was hit first, but my crew and I were able to respond to the passenger ships’ SOS and rescue the survivors.”

“None of them could give us an exact description of the thing, except that it was massive.” Calypso adds as Gem and Emma swirl around her feet. “Some real kaiju shit, I’m told.”

“Yeah, there’s been a lot of that going around, lately.” You sigh, continuing on despite the quizzical glance Yamato fixes you with. “Will this thing’s presence delay us?”

“On the contrary, I wanted to see if you were still comfortable making the journey under these conditions.” Yamato says politely. “My crew is more than capable of ensuring your safety during transport.”

“I appreciate the consideration, but me and mine aren’t ones to sit idly by and let others fight our battles.” You politely counter right back. “If there’s something out there that intends to get in our way, then we’ll deal with it together.”


“We came here to speak to Leviathan. Something is in the way that is not allied with Shu or Prime.” Snowbird intones beside you. “I will remove this obstacle. Should it present itself.”

“If we leave now, there’s a pretty high chance we’ll run into it at some point either on the way there or back, since the attacks have happened on the same lane we’ll be taking, and so close together.” Calypso interjects, taking a step forward. “If you wanna wait a little while, a local Hive Mistress has some long-range drones out there scoping out the thing, so we should hopefully have it’s position in about an hour or so.”

“I leave the choice to you, Defiant.” Yamato says, a kind bow somehow coming through in her tone of voice. “We respect your decision either way.”

>>Depart immediately—it may be risky, but you’ve no time to waste (High risk of combat).

>>Wait a while—while Yamato and her crew are in their element, you don’t want to put anyone at risk if you can help it (Zero risk of combat).

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>>5183399
question.
how many hours left til the launch/Behemoths attack? it was 8 hours so i'd guess we've probably eaten up at least one of those, but possibly two?
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>>5183397
>>Depart immediately—it may be risky, but you’ve no time to waste (High risk of combat).

I think it would be prudent to put speed ahead of safety. We not only have good chunk of combat potential in our family but also Snowbird and Yamato. While some shit out there will probably be able to contend with us. Size only means so much in the crucible.
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>>5183397
Can Yamato use teleportation, or is she too big like Ziz is? Because with Escher's Gear, we can always teleport out if things get hairy. Assuming she can survive on land. Maybe she can't, how beholden to the square-cube law is she? Most things in the Crucible ignore it, but since she's aquatic she might be one of the few giant things that doesn't get protection from it.

Also, why didn't we bring Rath? What did we assign her to, if not this?
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>>5183409
well we were taking the team just based off those who might be good at talking to Leviathan (and weren't also busy), so Rath didn't fit that.
not sure she has an 'assignment' but we wanted to leave people behind besides just the scientists just incase the Roost needed to be defended, so i at least wasn't worried about giving her(or others) something specific to do.
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>>5183397
vote;
>Depart immediately—it may be risky, but you’ve no time to waste

guess i'd probably go with this regardless of what BHOP says.
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>>5183404
(Seven hours remain.)

>>5183409
(I would say that teleporting Yamato might have unintended consequences, given her size and the Relics she has on board, but it is possible.)

(Regarding Rath, since you all had voted to bring Gina and Dorian here, Rath defaulted to defending the Roost. However, you have more than enough time to call her on over if you'd like to bolster your team.)
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>>5183397
>>Depart immediately—it may be risky, but you’ve no time to waste (High risk of combat).
>>Write-In
>Add our own swarmlings to searching for the Amalgam. Spawn eight high-speed Knights, each carrying a Sonarling they can drop into the water like a buoy for a more detailed scan if they spot something that might be the Amalgam. They'll help in finding Leviathan, too.

Seven hours doesn't give us enough of a window for me to be comfortable delaying. That's when the ship is launching, not when Behemoth is going to attack. He might start sooner.
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>>5183442
>>5183415
>>5183406
So do we really want Rath to join us for the Battleship boat ride if only for the sake of Rath meeting Yamato? Also, given that we're planning on departing immediately and will have a high chance of fighting the Kaiju, I think Rath would be a nice fit in anti-Kaiju combat due to her combat kit.
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>>5183442
>>5183415
>>5183406
Also, the additional firepower will help deal with the new Kaiju amalgam faster.
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>>5183499
yeah your right.

>>5183397
ammending my vote from >>5183406
to also include to
>invite Rath to journey with you. If you get into a Kaju Fight that seems right up her alley.
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>>5183503
>>5183442
>>5183415
A thought: What's our relic loadout going to be for this expedition?
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>>5183499
>>5183501
Yeah, sure. Let's bring her along so she can meet the girl with a hat made of cannons. The ship is Yamato's hat, right? Technically speaking, I mean.

Also, let's get Gina helping with Amalgam search duty, too. Just because she has good eyes. And can shift water with a stare, so that's handy, too.

>>5183397
Adding to >>5183442

>Set Gina to the task of helping us scan for sea monsters, with her telescopic X-Ray eyes.
>Quickly call Rath and tell her that we might run into hostiles, and we'd like her backup, then bring her over with a Escher's Gear teleport.

>>5183513
Standard, I guess. Haven't really thought about it.
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>>5183515
>Also, let's get Gina helping with Amalgam search duty, too. Just because she has good eyes. And can shift water with a stare, so that's handy, too.
>shift water with a stare
Oh god. The combat implication and potential. A high grade Neuromancer using Terraforming to boost Yamato's naval mobility by manipulating the sea currents as well as the waves within a 1 km radius would be utterly terrifying. in terms of real life comparison, the Yamato battleship is capable of a top cruising speed of 27 knots (aka 32 mph). Gina could theoretically more than double the cruising speed and assist Yamato in doing funky maneuvers that would be practically impossible for a ship Yamato's size unassisted.
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>>5183513
Okay, how does this look?

SHU
>Paranoid Pendant
>Arbiter's Judgement
>Gunslinger's Longcoat
>Matron's Stoicism

DORIAN
>Ventrum Lanceam
>Sui Interitus
>Manus Caelorum

GINA
>Tollo Cadere
>The Spine

RATH
>Ignition Gauntlets
>Deliverance of Ego

>>5183525
Yeah. I'm not sure she quite has the Bio to continuously accelerate Yamato, but I figure for evasive maneuvers it would be golden. And against an aquatic foe, it means Gina could strand them in a whirlpool.
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>>5183527
Give Rath Eden's East. Have it manifest in the form of a Stand. Now Rath has truly become STAR PLATINUM.
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>>5183397
>>5183419
amending to add;
>DONT have Rath join you.


>>5183499
>>5183503
>>5183515
i REALLY dont think we need her, and her powerset isnt all too great at fighting in these conditions either. i'd just be a hassle to try and get her to work, and theres plenty of other things she could be doing thats more advantageous if we really dont want her just guarding the roost.
if for some reason letting her just lounge and guard is such an issue, she can start preparing for Behemoths assault by gather donations for relic traps and mines and other things to lay out and prepare the path before Behemoth, incase we have to fight him.
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Fair point.
>>5183527
>>5183503
Do we really want Rath to come along? or not come along? On one hand, >>5183535 has a point in that Rath can't really work well in the conditions that we'll be fighting the Kaiju in. On the other hand, we're basically gonna fulfill Rath's selfish wish of seeing the warship with her own eyes, and her combat potential is nothing to sneeze at.
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>>5183538
no ones combat potential is to be sneezed at.
as for her wish? nows not the time for that stuff.
plus, in terms on In Game flow, its not like we didn't know beforehand she would like the battleship, so that combined with us choosing the 'we dont have time' option is just contradictory and feels odd, no matter how fast she can actually arrive.
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>>5183534
You know, I like that better than Ignition Gauntlets. I was just trying to give Rath a good melee weapon that could benefit from Vulkan's Hand while still fitting her punching style. But Eden's East is way better, since it's shapeshifting and so can adjust itself to as many arms as she has, plus it can do any damage type while the Ignition Gauntlets can just do Heat and Electric.

>>5183535
Actually, yeah, that could be a good use of her time, forging some single-use Relics to use in booby traps. I hadn't thought of that. I do actually like that better, it's a more efficient use of time. Okay, as much as I want Rath to get to meet the shipgirl, I do think I'm going to change to that idea.

>>5183397
Hey, BHOP, sorry to do this to you again, but...

Changing >>5183515, which was itself a change to >>5183442, to just

>Have Gina join in searching for oceanic obstacles as well.
>Call back to the Lair, with mention that we might be out for a bit longer than expected, and orders for what to do while we're gone. November, Francine and the Dream Team have their existing orders, but Rath should start gathering donations of Bio from whoever has to give it and Forging some one-use Relic traps for use against Behemoth. Amara should network with Orwell to help her track Behemoth, using her Skintalking, Joyous, and the Void Orrery if need be.

How does that look? Or maybe, can we retcon those orders as being something we gave before we left?
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>>5183397
>Depart immediately—it may be risky, but you’ve no time to waste (High risk of combat).
>Don't bring Rath with you.

>>5183542
This I could support when it comes to the war on the homefront.
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>>5183397
yeah... ammending vote again from >>5183503
to supporting >>5183542
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>>5183542
that seems fine
also didnt we basically make the Gutgrab Daggers specifically for Rath? as they allow her to basically hookshot into enemies and/or hold them in place so they cant escape her without causing themselves injury?
actually regardless of why, the idea of Rath holding something in place so she can just ruthlessly wail on it without mercy is terrifying.
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>>5183550
The Gutgrab Daggers are good for her, yeah, but I do want something to enhance her other half-dozen arms. And Eden's East does "Catastrophic" damage, fr any damage type, along with a second Catastrophic Radiant aura, so it really boosts Rath's ability to wade in and deal a ton of damage.
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>>5183542
(It's no trouble at all! I appreciate the discussion, and you all linking me the votes.)
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>>5183550
pretty sure at some point i calculated her at somewhere around a nuclear bomb at full power.

Now she got more powerful..... well lets hope thermodynamics dont catch up with her or we will all be annihalated the instance the crucible ends.
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>>5183554
So we can just retcon those as the orders we gave before we left, and not slow down the story to give them? Cool. Thanks, BHOP.

>>5183555
Yeah, Rath is not neessarilythe most dangerous party member, but she is by far the most energetic. She's a walking one-woman apocalypse event for any setting that isn't already post-apocalyptic.
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>>5183555
yeah i remember that.
though it was also i think before the abilities were re-balanced, and i think she lost an ability or something that helped her reach that level of output.
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>>5183568
that is correct. It was something that gave her unlimited potential for growth so that in theory she could just power up forever and eventually obliterate the crucible together with the Solar system it was in with a single punch.

But unless we are talking about this extreme version i would say that right now she is at least as strong as then.
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>>5183602
It's probably that ability that converts hp and bio into strength at a 5:1 ratio from Sui Tormentis compounded with her ability to merge her phantom limbs into a singular god-like fist that caused the balance change.
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>>5183397

“I’d like to leave as soon as possible, if it’s all the same to you and your crew.” You declare,
with Yamato’s row of eyes giving you a slow blink of approval before she speaks.

“As you wish.” Then, bringing every speak on her bulk to bear at once; “Attention, crew of the Yamato! Departure in five. Crew not aboard within the time limit will be left behind. Again.”

“She means you, Musashi!” Calypso yells out with a grin before turning to you. “Also, Yams has got some of the best recon abilities at her disposal, both her own and those of her crew…but the more the merrier if you’ve got any abilities to spare?”

“I’ll be more than happy to support your skills with some recon of my own.” You say, turning to the Neuromancer as your spine begins to throb with the effort of creation. “I’d like your help, too. Scan the water as deep and as far as you can—you’ve got the best range out of all of us, by far.”

“So…so you want me to-“

“Look. Look, with your special eyes.” You affirm, grabbing her by the shoulders.

“MY BRAND!”

“Yeah, I think you lot are gonna fit right in.” Calypso laughs, grabbing hold of the gangplank’s railing as she motions for you to follow.

Given how stressed you’ve been regarding the clock that’s ticking away at the back of your mind, you can’t help but respect Yamato’s punctuality. No sooner have five minutes passed than Yamato withdraws from the shore, scuttling away from the pier until her claws are able to curl around her hull as the sea cradles her in its merciless arms. A series of scouts surge from your hive and take flight, with Gina staring into the depths, her eyes glowing with the tell-tale neon light of her Neuromancy. Gem and Emma slipped below deck shortly before you left the port behind, while a warrior with an arboreal sword arm and a powerfully-build woman with a staggeringly thick head of hair dashed aboard mere moments before Yamato set sail. In stark contrast to the ship-girl’s impeccable manners, her crew appears to be little more than a loose collection of brigands and rogues, catching snippets of bawdy conversation and plenty of good-natured (you think) ribbing back and forth between them.

They’re an odd sort, to be sure…but you’re not one to judge, given the company you tend to keep.

Speaking of which, a quick glance around the deck shows Snowbird standing on the furthest part of the bow, the sea’s acidic spray splashing harmlessly off her armored form. Dorian’s at the rear making small talk with the wood-armed swordswoman from earlier, who said she could’ve sworn she knew him from somewhere, while the long-haired woman you can only assume was some kind of Pre-Crucible bodybuilder looks to be moving some artillery shells back and forth between two stocks, her attentions focused on Dorian’s current conversation.

As for Calypso…

(Continued)
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>>5183632

“She’s on the bridge, if you were curious.” Gina says over her shoulder. Her eyes may be fixed on the ocean’s choppy surface, but her mind is, as always, interwoven with yours. “Gotta say, Dorian and that other girl seem to be getting along pretty well.”

“Well, he’s one hell of a charmer.” You chuckle, a quick blink shuffling your vision through the eyes of the swarmlings you have hovering over the water’s surface, clutching yet more of your brood, each one sending out rhythmic pulses in time with Yamato’s own powerful sonar. “Y’know, it just occurred to me; isn’t this the second time we’ve been on a ship?”

“A ship crossing a deadly span of acid? Oh, definitely—you sure know how to show a girl a good time.” She fires back with a wink, before her smile falters; “God, that feels like a lifetime ago, now that you mention it.”

“*My* lifetime, actually.” You muse, staring at the ocean beside Gina. “We’ve come a long way in such a short time.”

“Not too much farther, now.” She sighs, glancing westward. “We’ve been looking forward to the Disassociated’s launch for so long, it’s weird that we’ll be watching it in less than half a day. And after that, we…”

She trails off, leaving the next part unsaid. It’s not something she needs to voice, even if you didn’t have the Crimson Cord binding your thoughts together.

The Cord beckons.

It's a call you can’t help but answer.

>>Bring up something to Gina that’s been on your mind (Write-In).

>>Talk to Yamato a bit, if it wouldn’t distract her too much.

>>Slip a bit closer to Dorian and the swordswoman—you have to confess, you’re curious as to how they’re getting along so well, so quickly.

>>Write-In

YOU ARE IN CONTROL
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(Voting shall remain open for the next four hours, with posting to resume tomorrow morning at 10AM, Eastern time. Also, the 2/day post schedule is working much better for my current workload, but it's not something I'll keep for very long - I may drop to that a few times I the future when work gets more intense, though. I personally prefer the 3/day schedule for being able to move through story and combat sections more efficiently - all that to say I appreciate you bearing either me, as easing off a bit is something I know I'll have to do from time to time to avoid burnout.)
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>>5183640
i've not got much of an opinion on what to do here other than eavesdropping doesn't sound like a swell thing to do.

>>5183646
yeah thats fine. with a job finally on the horizon 2-3 is probably all i could handle soon anyways.
that said, speaking of burnout, while dont take this in any way as a ribpoke to cause rushing or even my own current mood, i was curious to how much you even vaguely had planned for this. or i guess, maybe its more like, the cord itself sounds like it could be its own damn Quest in and of itself almost, but yet we still seem to have so much we could do before then. Yet im sure you do want this to end eventually, even if you're not in an exact rush to do so.
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>>5183646
This works perfectly with my schedule given the sheer number of behind-the-scenes dice and figures that you have to move along with the timetable.
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>>5183646
Please Op do whatever you need to make sure you do not burn out. This is already a very content rich quest. Make sure not to sour the mixture by overloading yourself and it.
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>>5183646
Take care of yourself BHOP, do things at whatever pace you are comfortable with!

As for what to do now, though, I'm not sure. I'd like for Shu to talk with Gina now... but I can't pick what about. I mean, there are so many things to think about, to deal with, but nothing particular that springs to my mind right now. Anybody got any good ideas?
Or, hell, maybe there is no need for serious talking. Maybe just standing close to Gina, staring at the sea and quietly enjoying the moment is what Shu needs right now, eh?
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>>5183646
Whatever works best for you, BHOP. You're already posting more frequently and consistently than any other QM I can name. If you think that 3/day works better, I certainly welcome it. But this is still good, and if it keeps you from burning out that's what I'd prefer. So take your time when you need it. I think we all prefer you enjoying running this quest than being stressed out by the schedule.
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>>5183666 #
(Basically, I had planned for you meeting and dealing with the three Apocalypse Amalgams, watching the rocket launch, and maybe helping deal with Paloma and Magnus' thing if you're interested. Aside from that, the quest is structured in such a way that you're good to gun for the Cord at any time. You're more than welcome one to pick up any errant plot threads and see where they lead to better prepare for the Cord, but once you start making your way there the endgame will begin in earnest. Logistically speaking, I'd like to conclude things by either the end of this year or the middle of next, barring any life weirdness or personal tumult, but that depends on how quickly I'm able to move through the admittedly short side quests remaining after the launch and any other loose ends you'd like to tie up.)

(Aside from that, once this quest ends I intend to continue QMIng, as there have been quite a few story ideas that've been fleshed out behind the scenes that would make for shorter, much narratively tighter affairs. I've only made it this far with the support, encouragement, and kindness you all have shown me and each other, and I'll keep writing for as long gone as I can to both make something and see what others are inspired to make, too.)

>>5183672 #
>>5183674 #
(I appreciate your kind words, truly. It means a lot.)

>>5183681
(Hey, just being present near your allies can do wonders. It's why I leave a Write-In option, after all. If nothing fits, go with what you'd like to see happen.)
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>>5183640
>>Bring up something to Gina that’s been on your mind (Write-In).
>"You know what..... This place might be horribly dangerous and reek to hell and back... But there is no place i would rather be right now." *be extra degenerate and hold Ginas hand while looking out to sea.*
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>>5183640
>“Y’know, it just occurred to me; isn’t this the second time we’ve been on a ship?”
Technically, I think the last time we were on a boat. The rule is that if another vessel can carry it, it's a boat and not a ship. Yamato can certainly carry that craft we were on. There probably aren't many vessels she can't carry, with those crab claws. Which means that Yamato may in fact be the only true ship left in the world. Or one of the few, there are probably some living ships approaching too big for her to pick up. But it's funnier to insist that the giant crab-person is the only real ship.

Anyway, a quiet moment on the way to meet the sea serpent. I'm bad at quiet moments. There are things I'd like to talk about, and I'd like Gina to be part of the conversation, but I'd also like other people to be part of them, too. I'm not sure what to say. I might just go for the "enjoy the time with Gina as we search for sea monsters" vote.
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>>5183640
>>Write-In
>Hold her hand.
>"I get it. We've got a daunting task ahead of us. I think we'll make it, but I'm still worried. I'm glad to have you with me for it."
>"Do you want to talk about it? I understand if you don't, but it might help."
>If she wants to talk about her worries, do so. If not, just enjoy the silence with her as we watch for sea monsters.
>After the talk and/or an appropriate span of shared comfortable silence, go and speak with Yamato about her and her crew's capabilities. Better to get an idea of how to coordinate with them now than when an unfriendly Amalgam is attacking.
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>>5183640
>insert desire for corny Titanic joke, ruined by Snowbird who has taken the spot for the iconic scene.
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>>5183640
>>Bring up something to Gina that’s been on your mind (Write-In).
>Hold her hand.
>"...it's scary, isn't it? What's ahead of us. Sometimes, I feel overwhelmed by the incomprehensible scale of what we are heading into. By how little we actually understand it. I mean, I don't know if we can succeed. Or how. Or how that success is even going to look like."
"But then I remember the things I DO know. I know we're going to try, do our best to win us all a good future, even if it seems impossible. We've done impossible things already before, after all, haven't we?"
"And another thing I know - that there is no one else I'd rather have by my side other than you. So if there is anything bothering you, tell me, Gina. Anything I can do to help, I'll do. Even the impossible."
>Proceed to talk about what's on her mind/enjoy the peaceful moment, who knows when there will be another such chance?
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>>5183640

“...It's scary, isn't it? What's ahead of us.” You begin, leaning on the railing that rings Yamato’s deck as you hold Gina’s neon gaze. “Sometimes, I feel overwhelmed by the incomprehensible scale of what we are heading into. By how little we actually understand it. I mean, I don't know if we can succeed. Or how. Or how that success is even going to look like."

You reach out, taking her hand in your own, your eyes never once leaving hers as a smile spreads across your face. "But then I remember the things I DO know. I know we're going to try, to do our best to win us all a good future, even if it seems impossible. We've done impossible things already before, after all, haven't we?"

“Our family’s pretty much every definition of ‘impossible’.” Gina giggles softly, glancing out at the ocean waters. “But they’re our family, and I know that we’ll get through this, one way or another.”


"But there’s another thing I know…” You continue, and Gina arches an eyebrow at you before you take her other hand, facing her fully as you speak. “...it’s that there is no one else I'd rather have by my side other than you. So if there is anything bothering you, tell me, Gina. Anything I can do to help, I'll do. Even the impossible."

She blinks once, then twice, just staring at you for a long moment before her dry lips part, and she speaks.

“You are patient.” She says, the words catching in her throat. “You are kind. You are slow to anger, and quick to comfort. You are just. You are passionate. You…you are everything—everything I’d convinced myself was a lie. Everything I never thought I could be.”

You open your mouth to speak, and her right hand slips from your own to place a finger on your lips.

“But you showed me that even in the worst of times, we can strive to be the best versions of ourselves. We can fight to be someone better than the person we were yesterday.” She continues with a gentle smile. “I see you, fighting to be good. That it’s not easy. It’s not kind. And it’s never, ever fair…but you fight. And I will, too. We all will…because you’re right. We are the impossible. And the impossible? Well…”

Her lips meet yours for a moment…one that somehow compresses all of existence into a few, fleeting seconds.

“You’ve already made it a defiant reality, my love.” She concludes, hope filling her eyes with a look that robs your lungs of air.

(Continued)
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>>5184436

….and when they fill once more, you make the brilliant decision to ruin the moment in its entirety.

“Y’know, I’d make a corny Titanic joke, but Snowbird’s taking up the prime spot, so…” You grin awkwardly, nodding over to where the ex-Proxy stands tall in a power-stance atop Yamato’s bow. To our immense relief GG snorts with laughter, her cheeks flushed to a level you’ve only ever seen Rath boast.

“Oh my god, you’re so weird.” She laughs, squeezing your hand with a sly wink. “Lucky for you, weird is kinda my thi-”

You and Gina sense it at the same moment. For you, it’s your swarm registering a massive form, the sonar pinging back from the body of a thing that gives even your boldness some pause. For GG, her eyes go wide as she locks her sights on what you’ve been searching for.

It’s an amalgam in the purest sense of the word; its legs a blend of a squid’s dexterous tentacles and something akin to Yamato’s own limbs, with joints in chitinous triplicate. The thing’s body is a bulbous mass surrounded by a trio of jagged shells, mismatched and barely held together around the creature’s rotund body. Its single reptilian head is surrounded by a mane of billowing, languid tendrils like a Man-o-War’s lethal embrace, trailing behind it for hundreds of meters as though it were the veil of some sort of hideous bride. The being's forehead is concave, a vacuous space filled to the brim and overflowing with a swarm whose form eludes you at this range.

“Oi, we got a problem!” Calypso announces, leaning out of the bridge’s door and shouting to be heard by the topside crew. “Yamato says this is a remix of the same asshole we fought earlier! The one Leviathan was running down!”

“Wasn’t all that tough, even before the eel stepped in to spoil our fun.” The muscle-bound Daughter boasts, tossing her luxurious hair over one shoulder before addressing the swordswoman as both she and Dorian rush to your side. “Musashi! You ready for round two?”

“Hardly a ‘round two’ if we never got to finish the first match.” Musashi replies with a lazy, cocksure grin, one that she wears almost as well as Rath.

“What’s going on, exactly?” You ask, confused. “And what does this have to do with Leviathan?”

“We encountered this very same amalgam only a short while ago, albeit in a different form. It had quite the distinct form—akin to a Kappa.” Yamato calmly explains. “We first thought that it was going on the offensive before we realized it was fleeing from Leviathan. They froze both us and the amalgam, and we conversed for a time before Leviathan let us go. The last we saw of the amalgam, it was in Leviathan’s possession.”

(Continued)
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>>5184437

“Could this thing have escaped, somehow?” You forward, fearing that you already know the answer…and it’s Musashi that’s all too happy to supply the thing that confirms your suspicions.

“With how Levy had both us and that thing by the balls without breaking a sweat?” She smirks. “Chances are as likely as a skeleton converting to Catholicism.”

“Wha-?”

“Slim to nun.” Calypso groans, running her hands through her semi-tangible hair. “One, that wasn't funny the first sixteen times you said it, Mu. Second, I’m not sensing Leviathan anywhere nearby. Seems to have dropped off the map, at least according to the ‘net. Third…”

“Third, it’s attacking another ship…” Yamato adds coolly, Calypso heaving another long-suffering groan as Dorian boldly steps forward. “...the Flying Fairy.”

“We can help them. I should have no trouble running over to the sce-” Dorian begins, rolling up his sleeves until he runs into the blunt of Musashi’s wooden blade, leveled at his chest.

“Cap’n made it plenty clear we’re gonna let this one go, friend.” The swordswoman sighs. “Better the waves claim that ship and everyone awake on it.”

“What? Why?!” Dorian demands, and he’s answered by Yamato’s measured and patient reply.

“The Flying Fairy’s name belies its purpose; it’s a rather infamous ferryer of cocooned Daughters.” She explains, softly. “There are worse ports than the one at which we met you; places where lives are traded and sold. Where Daughters never wake to this world in earnest.”

“They’re selling the biomass.” Gina breathes, the Neuromancy slipping away from her eyes as they widen. “Chrysalis bio is-”

“Pure, undiluted, and incredibly valuable.” Snarls a voice from behind Calypso. It belongs to a redhead almost as tall as November, her girl’s rough-hewn features only serving to heighten her imposing nature, something not helped by her bare stomach—a series of ribcages overlaid into a mess of jagged, knife-like bones. “Used to run with the crew of a chrysalis trader before I got wise. You ask me? Let the fuckers burn beneath the waves. They deserve it.”

“And what of the cocoons on board? Do they deserve that same fate?” You ask, your question hanging in the air, awaiting answer.

(Continued)
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>>5184439

“Look, just spit-ballin’ logistics, here…” Calypso tentatively begins, scanning the eyes of all present with a pleading look. “...if that thing’s distracted with the Flying Fairy then we’ve got no business hanging around. That thing was a godddamn monster before, and now? Yamato’s sensors showed that there’s gonna be practically nothing left once it’s dealt with the Fairy’s defenses. We can look for Leviathan while it’s busy, and then deal with whatever this Amalgam’s evolved into when we’re not on a timetable, yeah?”

At that, the strong-woman steps forward in protest. “Guys, we can totally take that thi-”

“ShutthefuckUP Hilde!” Calypso hisses. “Now’s not the time for a dick-measurring contest with FUCKING GAMERA!”

“Though I do not approve of Calypso’s typical vulgarity, I am in accord with her reasoning.” Yamato intones, the deep, metallic reverb in her tone leaving little room for argument. “We should continue on.”

She goes quiet, the eyes of her crew and those that ring the deck swiveling to land upon you…

…and you realize that, for just a little while, you felt like someone who didn’t have the weight of the world on their shoulders.

“If that course of action is amenable to our guests, that is.” Yamato adds diplomatically, awaiting your response.

>>Engage the Amalgam in combat—the cocoon traders are one thing, but there may be Daughters on board that deserve a shot at life. Leviathan can wait…human lives always take precedence.

>>Agree with Yamato and Calypso—the odds are narrow that raw cocoons could survive an assault on land, to say nothing of the open seas. Leviathan awaits, and so too does Behemoth.

>>Offer a compromise; send a small, fast contingent possibly led by Dorian and Gina to rescue what pods they can while Yamato and the majority of her crew continue the hunt for Leviathan. Fighting’s one thing, but a snatch-and-grab of innocent lives in quite another.


>>Write-In

YOU ARE IN CONTROL
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(Voting shall remain open for the next three hours, with posting to resume in four.)
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>>5184441
vote;
>Offer a compromise; send a small, fast contingent possibly led by Dorian and Gina to rescue what pods they can while Yamato and the majority of her crew continue the hunt for Leviathan. Fighting’s one thing, but a snatch-and-grab of innocent lives in quite another.
>>Cover Dorian in some stealth platlings, and then have a mix of other stealthlings ready to help him ferry any cocoons out as necessary, and the rest ready to act as a distraction the moment it might catch onto Dorian, or something goes wrong and he needs its attention elsewhere.
>>Gina can use what Water Terraforming she can to help Dorian to and fro more easily, and to help watch for and track the things attack to better find the safest approach and what we're after.

I get using the distraction to our advantage and not wasting time with something we can deal with later, but We just aint the type to not at least try and rescue the cocoons. just not our style.
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>>5184441
Hmm. That's a tricky one. It's not our brand to just leave them to die, but sending people in to try to grab cocoons out of the ship is a huge risk that I'm not sure I want to take. Actually, let's check if there even are any coccoons, first.


>>Write-In
>Send in some stealthed swarmlings to examine the Fairy. Is it even carrying any coccoons?
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>>5184456
problem is we cant rely on having time to check that. both due to that might meaning it gets all the pods killed, aswell as us just not having time in general.
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>>5184458
I just don't like making moral decisions based on insufficient information. Which, yeah, makes this a challenge, and I get that, but still.

Okay, what if we gave an Escher's Gear spoke to the swarmlings we send in to look, and also leave one onboard Yamato? If it turns out that there are cocoons onboard we can teleport them right over. Faster and safer than having Dorian ferry them across the water.
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>>5184465
maybe. might lose a spoke doing that though.
how many of those do we even have left anyhow?
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>>5184470
(Ive judged that it is rather easy to Forge replacements, but the Gear itself has a limit as to how many can be attuned to it at one time.)
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>>5184470
Five of them. It came with seven spokes, Mara took one with her, and another is permanently locked to the Lair. We've recovered all the rest after use. So assuming that Escher's Gear can lock to moving targets, it should be fine.

>>5184473
Oh, neat, so if we did lose a spoke we could just make another. We'd be down to four for a while, but we're not likely to need to tag more than that at any one time. A lot of places are by regular Waystations.
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>>5184476
(You all have enough time/resource management to deal with, so I try to cut down where I can.)
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>>5184476
could've sworn we had left one or two at other locations, but yeah as >>5184473
said if we can just forge more then not a big deal.

still think we should just send someone over there, gear or no gear. Dorian would still be faster. send him over with a Swarm stuck to him, check it out, and regardless just slap down the spoke and either teleport back himself, or with all the cocoons. then have a leftover swarmling attempt to retrieve the spoke.
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>>518448
That sounds reasonable. Dorian is faster and can slip through the fighting easier. He is very hard to stop. Actually, I think with the latest upgrade to Spring-Heeled Jack, just him getting near the fighting would make the Kappa slow down. Huh.

So yeah, let's send in a stealthed Dorian with the spoke, if there's anything he can drop the spoke and we'll shuttle the cocoons over and if there isn't we can just recall him.

>>5184441
Changing >>5184456 to

>>Write-In
>Cover Dorian in a layer of Subversive Platelings, inject him with a Bishop, and hand him a spoke of Escher's Gear. Give him an armful of regular stealthlings to carry over to help search and/or serve as a distraction if he's spotted.
>Send him over to quickly slip into the Fairy's cargo bay, see if they have any cocoons in need of rescue. If so, teleport over and grab the cocoons for teleporting back to Yamato. If not, just teleport over to retrieve Dorian.
>Have Gina function as overwatch, hydroforming the sea if need be to open a path for Dorian to get through.

How's that?
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>>5184439
>It’s an amalgam in the purest sense of the word; its legs a blend of a squid’s dexterous tentacles and something akin to Yamato’s own limbs, with joints in chitinous triplicate. The thing’s body is a bulbous mass surrounded by a trio of jagged shells, mismatched and barely held together around the creature’s rotund body. Its single reptilian head is surrounded by a mane of billowing, languid tendrils like a Man-o-War’s lethal embrace, trailing behind it for hundreds of meters as though it were the veil of some sort of hideous bride. The being's forehead is concave, a vacuous space filled to the brim and overflowing with a swarm whose form eludes you at this range.

>“We encountered this very same amalgam only a short while ago, albeit in a different form. It had quite the distinct form—akin to a Kappa.” Yamato calmly explains. “We first thought that it was going on the offensive before we realized it was fleeing from Leviathan. They froze both us and the amalgam, and we conversed for a time before Leviathan let us go. The last we saw of the amalgam, it was in Leviathan’s possession.”

>“Could this thing have escaped, somehow?” You forward, fearing that you already know the answer…and it’s Musashi that’s all too happy to supply the thing that confirms your suspicions.
>“With how Levy had both us and that thing by the balls without breaking a sweat?” She smirks. “Chances are as likely as a skeleton converting to Catholicism.”

I think I know what Leviathan's been doing in the interim. He's been dicking around with local amalgams and playing frankenstein with them.
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>>5184449
>>5184456
The "Cargo" on the Fairy I can accept engaging the rescue op. But what about the crew manning the ship?
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>>5184441
This feels eerily similar to a Kobayashi Maru test.
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>>5184441
>>5184449
yeah, i guess amending to support >>5184489
basically the same though, just his has the spoke, but still.

>>5184498
Think we're just gonna leave em. they made their choices, and all that.
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>>5184497
Yep. It's like Ziz said, this is what Leviathan does when they're bored. Just mash things together and try to make something new and cool.

>>5184498
I think we can leave them. The law of the sea is that you rescue any ship in distress. But "in distress" requires that they be asking for aid. Officially, if the captain of a vessel isn't declaring the ship is in trouble, it's not. So we're technically in the clear. Morally, it's a bit hazy, since we're letting these people die (or at least fight a real tough fight) on the say-so of others. But they are super-cannibals, the bad kind that eats people while they're sleeping (unlike us, the good kind who only eats people who tried to kill us), and I feel that "fuck 'em" isn't entirely the wrong response there. I'm going to say that if any of them confront us we offer to take them to safety, but we don't have to go out of our way to extend the offer.
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>>5184489
Shouldn't Shu also suit up with in a stealth suit as well if she's going to be the medium that transports the Cargo?

Also, it doesn't have to be one-at-a-time. Shu has Hundred Handed Generator skills. She can simply spawn all the limbs she needs to get into physical contact with the cargo as well as Dorian and then simply activate Escher's Gear for a Mass warp.
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>>5184513
So then that begs the question: If we're able to get ziz pacified for the long term on the account of his surprisingly gentle nature, How are we gonna get Leviathan to come around while keeping in mind his constantly inquisitive nature and the need to experiment and study?
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>>5184517
Good idea, Shu should also suit up, just for redundancy. And yeah, absolutely grab them all with the Hundred-Hands.

>>5184518
Well, we need to give them novelty. The Dissociated will help, if we get them to send back communications about the cool things they're building in space Leviathan can learn about them. They can probably hear radio, right? Showing them humanity's various creations would also help, they'd probably be interested in the artists and engineers of the Crucible. Introduce them to Magnus, let the two of them geek out over mecha anime together. And if we do manage to end the Crucible, even though Leviathan is doubtful at the moment, they'd be very interested. They like ecosystems, and the Crucible ending would allow Earth to have one of those again. And just the idea of the Crucible ending would be extremely novel. That's never happened before, what's that going to lead to?
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>>5184518
>>5184521
the Crucible ending would help but only really be a stopgap. from the sound of it (assuming they dont get picked up by their creators), the longterm plan would probably just be to let them go on a space journey to go do their own thing.

the real question will be though, will we be ending ALL the crucibles, or just our own? thats gonna actually be the 'big ask' decision at the end probably, now that i think about it. maybe.
the problem just wraps back around to the whole 'mother of all' and her role with the Crucible Creators whole plan here.

in terms of wrapping back around to Leviathan, i guess we really need to know how loyal he is to said creators. thats gonna make a big difference here after the dissacociateds launch.
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>>5184441
Adding a proposal to this plan >>5184489.
>Dorian infiltrates the Flying fairy in order to locate the Cargo while stealthed up with stealth-platelings, keep in mind to balance speed and stealth. Dorian carries a gear spoke.
>Once he's located the Cargo, a comms interaction with Shu will have Shu teleport over to the Flying fairy for mass-extraction via Hundred-hands and Escher's gear warping Dorian, Shu, and the Cargo back to the Yamato. The other spoke located on the Yamato.
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>>5184542
Sure. It's just explicitly stating what was implied, but might as well make it explicit.
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(Still writing during a rather busy day at work, so I'll be updating as soon as I can.)
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>>5184441

“We have both the means and the method to save who we can…” You say firmly, turning to your resident gentleman. “….and Dorian’s got the speed to make that happen.”

A hefty Bishop’s the first of your brood to make it out of your spinal hive, darting over to Dorian’s back and spearing his neck to bolster his capabilities. In mere seconds he’s covered from head to toe in platelings, the individual units’ shells merging to form a suit of your trademark chitinous armor, and with a thought you grant yourself the same rigid defense.

“Gina?” You say, retrieving Escher’s Gear and tossing a spoke to Dorian just before he blitzes off the bridge with a flash of static and a rush of ocean wind.

“Overwatch, got it!” She says, eyes flaring once more with Neuromantic light as the seas go rigid under Dorian’s feet, allowing him greater traction as he speeds towards his distant goal.

“Holy-…your man’s almost as fast as this one woman we carried on over on our last job.” Hilde breathes, clearly impressed.

“Pick your jaw up off the floor and help me make room in storage—Dorian’ll be back any second.” Musashi says, clapping the other girl on the shoulder with the hand that isn’t a wooden blade, the pair disappearing below deck as Calypso turn to you with exasperation writ large on her face. She open’s her mouth to speak, but Yamato cuts her off with a voice of calm command.

“Calypso, please continue searching for Leviathan, if you would.” The ship-girl says, her tone leaving no room for argument. Calypso storms off, and Yamato’s voice is softer when she next addresses you, her voice carried only by the speakers closest to you.

“What you are doing is a kind thing, Defiant. I will do my best to assist you in your endeavors.” She says, her words couched in the woman’s ever-present diplomacy.

“It’s much-appreciated, Yamato.” You reply earnestly. “I know this isn’t exactly what we’d envisioned when we first set out, but I’m glad we-“

“Miss Shu, I’ve secured two pods. I’m afraid the rest have been lost.” Dorian informs you, his voice barely audible over the chaos surrounding him. Without hesitation, your gauntleted fingers tighten around the relic in your hand, and your stomach lurches as you’re hurled through space to your ally’s side…and thrust into the chaos he’s weathered thus far. It’s a veritable typhoon, a mountain looming over you that rages at the heavens amidst a roiling sea littered with shattered calcite and melting bodies.

“Are there any traffickers still alive?!” You shout, struggling to be heard over the din as Dorian shakes his head, his fingers extended around the diameters of two small cocoons, the acid slaking off their protective membranes. Your swarm springs to action, encircling the pair as you pull out Escher’s Gear, prepared to make the jump back to safety.

And then everything goes quiet…and so very still.

(Continued)
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>>5184611

Escher’s Gear thrums helplessly in your hand, trying in vain to reach out and pull you back to safety as the titanic Amalgam’s frozen in place, the seas going stock-still as though they were naught but a painting.

“OH HO, AND WHO MIGHT YOU BE?”

The voice that vibrates through you bones and threatens to boil the blood in your veins seems omnipresent, though its source reveals itself soon enough—if the amalgam towering over you is a mere mountain, then the thing that rises from the glitched waves is nothing short of Everest. Easily three times the size of Ziz, the wyrm that emerges from the depths bears more than a passing resemblance to their sibling—multiple jaws and a combination of features with a preferred element.

“…YOU HAVE THE SCENT OF THE LEAST ENTERTAINING OF MY CHILDISH SIBLINGS—YOU’RE PRACTICALLY DRIPPING WITH IT.” Leviathan says, unamused. “TELL ME, DID SHE SEND YOU AS ENVOY? PLEADING WITH ME TO PARTICIPATE IN SOME DROLL EXERCISE YET AGAIN?”

You open your mouth to speak before a sweep of the thing’s tail cuts you off as an errant, cataclysmic flick sends the smaller amalgam back beneath the waves, the water churning for a split-second before freezing mid-splash.

“YOU CAN TELL HER I’M NOT INTERESTED…UNLESS YOU CAME HERE WITH SOME REQUEST OF YOUR OWN?” The awe-inspiring form ponders, leaning close with frightening speed as its face suddenly encompasses your entire field of vision. “EVERYONE WANTS SOMETHING. FAVORS ARE THE ONLY CURRENCY WORTH ANYTHING IN THESE ENDLESS CYCLES.”

Ziz’s sibling…they couldn’t be more dissimilar. Whereas the thunderbird’s knowledge of her powers was limited, Leviathan is utterly at ease with their form and function, manipulating the elements and slipping in and out of perception as easily as breathing. Leviathan has no pretentions—and despite everything you’ve accomplished, you have to wonder if they even know who you are…or if this is some sort of test, sicking the amalgam on this ship of traders.

“I WOULD LOVE TO KNOW WHAT A COMMON DAUGHTER WOULD ASK OF ONE SUCH AS I.” Leviathan purrs, their mouth opening just a hair to offer a glimpse of the writhing mass of forms within. “SPEAK, DAUGHTER. WHAT HAVE YOU OF WORTH?”

Something tells you to choose your words with care.

You might not get a second chance.

>>Write-In

YOU ARE IN CONTROL
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(Voting shall remain open for the next four hours, with posting to resume at 10AM, Eastern time. Thank you for your patience and participation, and I do hope you have a restful evening one and all.)
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>>5184612
Well shit. Time for wordsmithing. I've got 2 hours before I leave.
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>>5184612
>YOU HAVE THE SCENT OF THE LEAST ENTERTAINING OF MY CHILDISH SIBLINGS

Oh well...that puts a different light onto the trio's dynamic.
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>>5184613
(Also, if anyone needs more time I am more than happy to extend the voting time and shift the next posting to 2PM tomorrow if that would suit everyone. Let me know what works.)
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>>5184622
That would work for me. Gives us time to have a thorough debate while you can take the time to attend to your personal affairs.
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>>5184612
vote;
>smile, and give a small nod.
>"Its the opposite actually. We asked Ziz to help us, and thought we would give asking you a try aswell after they agreed."
>"I usually prefer more formalities, But ill respect your time as you dont seem interested in dilly dallying."
>"Behemoth is riled up, but not in his usual way. In around 6 hours time, a Group called the Disassociated plan to attempt to break through the membrane and escape the Crucible. Behemoth seems poised to try and destroy them before they can even attempt it."
>let your smile become a grin.
>"But why would we want to allow that? Quite droll, if you ask me. wouldn't it be much more interesting to see if they actually can break free, and if they actually can make a civilization out there? I think so, and we quite thought you might aswell."
>Shrug, and let Leviathan stew over the idea for a moment.
>"But if seeing the launch and its outcome isnt enough for you, I suppose name your price. I dont like using my clout, but if its required here, then the Defiant will use what she has to try and meet your demands."

keep it relatively simple, as Leviathan seems to want, and entice them into the idea instead of outright just bargaining for it.
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>>5184622
I dont think we'll need it honestly. But we'll see what others think i guess.
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>>5184612
My name is Shu. I was the one who drew the ire of Mother Ozmas...and laid her low through her favored daughter. I am the reason why Ozmas has awakened you.

>>5184628
....wow. I think you have it. It's got the tone and the weight that may entice Leviathan into aiding us. Turning the tables on Leviathan's assumption is novel to him. Enticing him with a world-event that he hasn't seen ever, and then giving him a reason to interfere with Behemoth because the destruction of something novel would mean a missed opportunity.
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>>5184622
That sounds reasonable, sure. Thanks.
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>>5184612
>>Write-In
>"Funny that you should bring up your siblings. It's that which we're trying to deal with."
>"I'm sure I don't need to tell you about your brother's temper. Show him something he's not familiar with and, well...he can't help but make a mess, can he?"
>"Which is a real shame, because the tower of blocks he's about to knock over is a pretty interesting one. A group of cyborgs is looking to launch a ship clear of the Crucible, go off and build a whole new civilization among the stars. It's going to be quite something to see. Provided, of course, that Behemoth's latest tantrum doesn't screw it all up."
>"I don't know about you, but to me it would be the high of drollness to see that gone before it's even gotten a chance to try. So we're looking to stop your brother. Now, I'm not expecting you to just wave your fins and solve that all for us. But as the wiser and more mature sibling, I'm sure you've had to deal with Behemoth's fits many a time before. If we could borrow that experience, I think we could make this work out better for everyone."

I don't quite like this, I think it gets a bit too far away from the "here's some cool novelty" part, but I do think playing to Leviathan's ego as the big sibling is a good play. They see themselves as the member of the family that's more mature and capable of focusing on important things, so framing our problem as Behemoth being childish and needing a wise older sibling to set him straight could be very effective. Though maybe it would wind up harming relations with Behemoth if it gets back to him. Thoughts, anyone?
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>>5184660
I like the idea of playing into Leviathan's ego but we'll have to word it in a way that the fallout of this encounter doesn't impact their relationship with Behemoth or how Behemoth views us when we negotiate with him. The idea of asking for his wisdom as a means of implicit deference is also a good idea, but we still need to make it clear that we're the one with the big idea of trying to ensure the rocket launch's success and leading the negotiation with behemoth.

The rocket launch is short term novelty in the grand scale of time and the short term sales pitch will suffice. But we'll have to offer something more enticing for Leviathan in the medium-long term in the negotiation stage. Leviathan's wise and is pretty forward thinking so we'll need to play along that context.

Once we've established that we have both Leviathan and Ziz's verbal and implicit support.
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>>5184612
I'll come up with something when I'm back from work.
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>>5184660
the tones a bit off to me here. And i feel like it leans too far into flattery and anti-flattery over just giving him some bait to bite down onto.

plus it ignores he (oddly) seems to be asking for potential payment ahead of time almost without caring what we want from him.
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>>5184673
Well, we don't necessarily need a long-term pitch, we'd like Leviathan on our side but we only need them to help with this. But yeah, it should be less obsequious, I think. Make it clear this is our plan that we're proposing, not begging him for aid.

>>5184688
Yeah, that's why I don't like it. I don't think I got the tone right. I want to play off of Leviathan's sense of being the mature sibling, but I don't want to come off as fawning.

Good point on them wanting payment. I think it's more an assurance that this is worth their time, not necessarily exactly payment, but it is something that I didn't really address.
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>>5184622
Heading to work. the voting time extension is appreciated.

>>5184702
>>5184688
I'll see you later. Have a nice day.
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>>5184706
Have a nice day, anon.
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>>5184706
(Have a good shift at work!)
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>>5184706
seeya.
finally got a new job im starting on monday myself, so soon my time will be more dubious too.
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>>5184722
(I meant to mention this earlier, but congratulations on your new job! Whenever I open up voting times then let me know what works for you, and we'll work around them so everyone can participate. That goes for everyone present, too- if there's a voting time that's too restrictive, let me know.)
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>>5184722
Oh, congratulations, anon.
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>>5184728
>>5184730
thanks, though (hopefully) voting shouldn't be too big n issue, if only cause of how spread out they are.
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>>5184660
Okay, trying again. Sorry for the late post, I had to deal with some stuff.

>>5184612
>>Write-In
>"You're right, I'm the one with the request. Though in a sense, it's also an invitation. How would you like to watch a rocket launch?"
>"A group called the Dissociated have a plan for some part of humanity to survive the worst of the Crucible. They've heavily cyberneticized themselves, and have built a ship to take them past the Crucible's defenses. It's ready. They're launching in a few hours. Within weeks, they could be landing on another planet, building a new world. It should be quite a fascinating thing to see happen."
>"There's a catch, though. Behemoth is on a rampage towards their position. I take it he does this a lot? If he isn't stopped, the rocket will be destroyed, and I think that would be a disappointing thing. I'd like your help in stopping him. I've already contacted Ziz, you were right to think I had spoken to her. She's onboard, but I'd feel better knowing I had you as well. Someone a bit more mature, a bit better used to managing their siblings' whims. I'd like to tap that experience."
>"As for what I have to offer you? If the invitation isn't enough to satisfy you, then name your price and we can start bargaining. I've got connections, chances are better than most that I can find you something that you'd enjoy."

How's this, does this work better?
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>>5184829
This is a pretty good framework response.

I had the same thought while at work, rephrasing the request as an "invitation" would pique Levi's interest into such an interesting event, and then the catch (behemoth's warpath) would certainly ring alarm bells in Levi's mind. It works.

I do think we could phrase it a bit more enticing. Imply that there's a time limit to the invitation as we ourselves have our own time-table, He can turn down our offer, but how we do our sales pitch by including the phrase: "missed opportunity" or "limited-time opportunity" in our pitch will put the sea snek on the spot. Add in the catch of Behemoth's warpath, and Leviathan will be in such a bind that he'll have to make a snap judgment call on whether or not to accept.

I think we could also mention that the Disassociated have some of humanity's top chosen scientists of this crucible spearheading the project, like-minded people like Cassandra and Director Scola Pendra to Leviathan to provide some semblance of empathetic association with his hobby.

Also, if Leviathan is skeptical, we could add in confirmation by using our connections to vouch for the validity of the event.

>>5184722
Congrats anon. I hope your work schedule is merciful.
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Remember, Leviathan can read our mind and will know if we try to lie or trick them, so keep that in mind. Honesty and straight forwardness is probably the way to go here.
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>>5185226
Ah shit, Leviathan is testing us, aren't they? They purposely let that amalgam go to attack that ship to see what we would do, and now they are talking in a somewhat hostile and aggressive manner to see what we do or say under pressure.

Stay calm people. Leviathan wants to know what kind of people we really are it seems....
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>>5185226
Don't worry. If anything we're being perfectly honest about why we wanted to meet him and what we want from him. The challenge with the prompt Leviathan's given us is that he wants us to prove through our sales pitch that what we have in store or are proposing is worth his time, attention, and energy. To him, Shu appears as a common run-of-the-mill daughter from one of many cycles unlike Yamato who is clearly a unique specimen on account of how the ship-girl has evolved within the Crucible's environment. So that leaves us with trying to entice him/catch his interest in a novel world-event that he has not likely seen in any crucible cycle he's gone through.
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>>5185061
Well, I think the "it's going to launch in a few hours" and "Behemoth wants to smash it" parts already put a pretty sharp time table on it. At best, Leviathan has six hours with which to decide if they want to come see it. I guess it could be made more explicit, though.

And mentioning the fascinating minds aboard the ship could work, yeah. Make it clear that this is a place of interesting people that Leviathan would regret having been lost.

>>5185235
Oh, absolutely. There aren't even any living people on this ship. Five bucks says that there haven't been any people on this ship for quite some time. Leviathan's just been hanging onto it in case they needed to mess with someone.
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>>5185336
Oh I think there were people on the ship, most likely even relatively recently, since Shu saw melting bodies in the ocean when Dorian told her he secured 2 pods. I just think that Leviathan set the amalgam loose on them as soon as Yamato got close enough to notice and the amalgam killed the lot of them pretty quick. Keeping track of something like a ship is easy for Leviathan, it's just a matter of timing the release of the amalgam really and when we teleported over to secure the pods, Levi jumped in to really test us.

But yeah, those pirates were really unlucky, cause they are definitely all dead now thanks to Leviathan. We should ask if any pods fell overboard, since there were only 2.
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(Good Morning, Everyone. Is everyone alright with a general blend of the responses listed, or would you like to allocate votes?)
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>>5185437
prefer to wait on votes myself but Also dont think its good to hold up the Quest, so i guess if it gets things moving just blend them.
mind, theres only two, as one was someone editing but forgetting to say so.
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(I'll keep voting open until 1:00PM, with posting to resume at 2:00.)
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>>5185437
A blend is fine by me. I was trying to revise my write-in, but looking at it, it's not that different from what I already wrote. To clarify, >>5185448 is right, I did modify my first submission and didn't make it as clear as it should be. >>5184829 is a replacement to>>5184660. I say go with the blend, there are parts in the other submission that I liked but that I couldn't think of how to get into mine. Specifically, it's punchier. Like, if we opened with the other submission, and then added bits of mine as fleshing out while talking with Leviathan, that could work.
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>>5185457
(You made it plenty clear, you're fine! I always appreciate clarification, since I can tend to assume a direction that wasn't intended.)
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>>5184612
>"You're right, I'm the one with the request. Though in a sense, it's also an invitation. How would you like to watch a rocket launch?"
>"A group called the Disassociated have a plan for some part of humanity to survive the worst of the Crucible. They've heavily cyberneticized themselves, and have built a ship to take them past the Crucible's defenses, the project spearheaded by some of humanity's top scientists such as Dr. Cassandra and Director Scola Pendra. The Project is complete and they have made preparations to launch within several hours. It's a fascinating event, and I had planned on watching the launch along with my family.
>"There's just one problem. Behemoth's agitated by this and plans on stopping it by doing what he does best. I take it he does this a lot? If he isn't stopped, the rocket will be destroyed, and I think that would be a disappointing thing. I'd like your help in stopping him. I've already contacted Ziz, you were right to think I had spoken to her. She's onboard for watching and helping, but I'd feel better knowing I had your aid as well. Someone a bit more mature, a bit better used to managing their siblings' whims. I'd like to tap into that wisdom."
>"As for what I have to offer you? If the invitation isn't enough to satisfy you, then name your price and we can start bargaining. I don't like using my clout, but if its required here, then as the Defiant, I will use what I have to try and meet your demands. Chances are better than most that I can find you something that would entertain you for this cycle."
>>5185437
>>5185457
>>5185448
Would this work as a blend?
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>>5185461
honestly im just not a fan of the other write in, and that one feels too long winded with too many details we just dont need.

i'd prefer to leave it to BHOP only just to keep things moving, but with a preference to still try to keep things 'slim' as thats what the situation i think calls for.
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>>5185461
I'm not too keen on the name dropping. Names don't necessarily mean anything to Leviathan. If they ask who's involved, then sure, tell them about the Dissociated's project heads, but leave it out to start. And like I said, I do think being punchy would be good. Maybe that's something to leave to BHOP, then, since he controls the integration of our dialogue into the actual narrative. But otherwise it looks fine.
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>>5185465
You have a point. I do think we need to keep things fast-moving. We don't want Leviathan to get bored. Give them some sizzle so that they pay attention, and then drop further details and/or appeal as it comes.
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>>5185466
>>5185465
If we're gonna go with a punchy response, then supporting >>5184628's format will have everything that we've been trying to pitch to Leviathan but with fewer words.

Because lets face it. We're essentially doing the equivalent of an elevator sales pitch to a monster of the Apocalypse and the message is: "Hey, do you want to watch a rocket launch? If so, then help us make sure the launch succeeds."
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>>5184612

Staring up at the monstrous form that seems larger than possible, you simply smile, giving Leviathan a small nod as you speak.

"It's the opposite actually. We asked Ziz to help us, and thought we would give asking you a try as well, after they agreed. I usually prefer more formalities, but I'll respect your time as you don't seem interested in dilly dallying." You explain, taking a breath before continuing. "Behemoth is riled up, but not in his usual way. In around six hours’ time, a group called the Disassociated will attempt to break through the membrane and escape the Crucible. Behemoth seems poised to try and destroy them before they can even attempt it."

Your smile morphs into a grin, your gaze settling on one of the world-serpent’s multitude of eyes, each one boasting an abyssal depth.


"But why would we want to allow that? Quite droll, if you ask me.” You say, and the sound Leviathan makes could almost be a chuckle. “So I thought; wouldn't it be much more interesting to see if they actually can break free, and if they actually can make a civilization out there? I think so, and we quite thought you might as well."

With a shrug, you allow Leviathan a moment of consideration…and when the colossus speaks, every word is tinged with amusement.

“YOU’RE QUITE THE DIPLOMAT, SHU THE DEFIANT.” Leviathan hums approvingly

“So you know who I am?”

“YOUR NAME’S HELD IN SOME REGARD BY NO SMALL NUMBER OF THE DAUGHTERS I’VE GIVEN MY USUAL ONCE-OVER. YOU’RE AS INSPIRED AS THEY SAY.” The colossus says, clearly amused. “TRYING TO USE MY OWN INQUISITIVE NATURE TO BAIT ME INTO HELPING DEAL WITH MY BRASH LITTLE BROTHER? A BOLD TACTIC.”

“Do I offend you?” You say, casting your hands wide as you play into Leviathan’s theatrics.

“OH, NO NO. I’M NOT OFFENDED. I’M NOT EVEN MAD—JUST IMPRESSED. ESPECIALLY SINCE I’M CERTAIN THAT MY APPEARANCE SURPRISED YOU, YET YOU PIVOTED SO EFFORTLESSLY FROM RESCUE TO REPARTEE.” Leviathan chuckles, the reverb making your marrow throb. “NOW, I PRESUME WITH YOUR PEDIGREE OF HEROICS THAT YOU CAME HERE LOOKING FOR THESE?”

A multitude of forms rise from the still waters, as at Leviathan’s whim you’re surrounded by dozens of intact chrysalises, untouched by the ocean’s merciless waters.

“I AM NO MONSTER.” Leviathan says, simply. “THEY ARE YOURS TO DO WITH AS YOU PLEASE. I PRESUME YOU CAN FIND SOME WELL-INTENTIONED SAMARITAN WITH A HEART OF GOLD TO LOOK AFTER THEM, GIVEN THE COMPANY YOU’RE RUMORED TO KEEP.”

“Oh, we know just the woman.” Dorian replies with a smile.

(Continued)
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>>5185571

“THEN TAKE THEM. IT WOULD HAVE BEEN A WASTE OF BIOMASS, AS THE AMALGAM I’D BEEN TINKERING WITH PROVED TO EVOLVE IN SUCH A BOORISH WAY. EVEN THIS VESSEL’S CREW WASN’T ENOUGH TO PROMPT ANYTHING NOVEL.”

“Speaking of novel, about the Disassociated…” You say, shifting to the topic at hand. “...as I said before, they’re planning to-”

“PIERCE THROUGH THE CRUCIBLE’S PRIMARY MEMBRANE WITH A COMBINATION OF NECROTIZING AGENTS AND THERMONUCLEAR PROPULSION?” The amalgam drolly interrupts. “NOT EXACTLY BREAKING NEW GROUND, ARE THEY? PRE-FUSION CULTURES LOVE TO THROW THEIR LITTLE FIRECRACKERS AT EVERY PROBLEM THEY FACE, NO MATTER HOW TRIVIAL.”

“So…you’ve seen this happen before?”

“THESE ‘DISASSOCIATED’ ARE HARDLY THE FIRST TO ATTEMPT AN ESCAPE IN MY MEMORY…AND MY MEMORY IS A PRODIGIOUS THING, INDEED. OUT OF MY SIBLINGS, I VERY CLEARLY INHERITED THE MIND OF OUR CREATOR.” Leviathan preens for a moment before picking up where they left off in their scoffing. “BUT YES, MANY HAVE TRIED. SOME HAVE EVEN SUCCEEDED. IT’S NOT A BAD PLAN—ONCE A DAUGHTER BREACHES THE SECOND MEMBRANE, THEY ARE FREE OF THE CRUCIBLE’S INFLUENCE. NOT THAT THEY COULD SURVIVE THE VACUUM OF SPACE FOR LONG, BUT STILL.”

“How…how do you know that?” Dorian asks, confused.

“I HAD BEHEMOTH THROW ONE. AS A JOKE.” Leviathan answers dismissively. “HOWEVER, SINCE THE CRUCIBLE’S FIELD RE-ROUTES THE CONSEQUENCES OF BREAKING THE LAWS OF PHYSICS TO ITS CREATOR. CAN YOU IMAGINE WHAT HAPPENS WHEN A DAUGHTER WHOSE VERY EXISTENCE LAUGHS IN THE FACE OF CONSERVATION OF MASS IS UNIFORMLY—AND VIOLENTLY—REINTRODUCED TO THEM?”

A beat.

“IT IS NEVER NOT FUNNY.”

“Wait, so since you and Behemoth…’yeeted’...a Daughter off-planet, does escaping the Crucible not constitute a threat to its purpose?” You ask, seeing an opening.

“NONE AT ALL…THOUGH I SUSPECT THAT WON'T STOP MY IDIOT BROTHER FROM SEEING THE SHUTTLE AS YET ANOTHER RIDICULOUS ATTEMPT TO 'PROVE HIS WORTH', AS HE PUTS IT. PURE POSTURING, IN MY HUMBLE OPINION. AND EVEN FOR THOSE RARE DAUGHTERS WHO MANAGED TO ESCAPE, THERE ARE ALWAYS MORE WHO HAVE THEIR PITIFUL HEARTS SET ON THEIR WORLD’S CORD. A HANDFUL OF INCONSEQUENTIAL MISFITS ARE PRESENT IN EVERY EXPERIMENT. THEY WERE ACCOUNTED FOR, AND POSE NO THREAT TO THE CRUCIBLE’S END GOAL.” Leviathan explains, and you’re treated to the thing’s best attempt at a shrug as its hidden length bunches up and relaxes. “THE REVOLUTION ENDS. THE CYCLE CONCLUDES. SO IT WILL BE UNTIL THIS STRAIN DEGRADES TO NOTHING.”

(Continued)
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>>5185573

This…this is a lot. Leviathan’s proven to be a font of information, as wordy as they are—but you need to stay on track.

“Regardless of what happens, I still intend to give the Disassociated a fighting chance. Do they have one as it stands now?”

“WITHOUT BEHEMOTH’S INTERVENTION? IF THEY’VE RUN THEIR CALCULATIONS PROPERLY AND TAKEN ALL DUE PRECAUTIONS IN WEAKENING THE MEMBRANES, THEN I SEE NO REASON WHY THEY SHOULDN’T.”

“...and if Behemoth intervenes?” You press.

“THEN THEY’LL BE LUCKY TO GET A METER OFF THE GROUND BEFORE MY BROTHER TEARS THEM TO PIECES.” Comes Leviathan’s blunt reply. “ALSO, ON THE TOPIC OF THE LAUNCH—YOU’VE YET TO GIVE ME ANY TRUE REASON TO CARE WHETHER THEY LEAVE OR NOT. IF THEY’RE FOOLHARDY ENOUGH TO TURN THEIR INGENUITY TO ESCAPE RATHER THAN WORK HERE WITH WHAT’S ON OFFER, THEN THIS STRAIN HAS LOST NOTHING OF VALUE IN MY EYES.”

“But they’re going to make something new. A new way of life, a new civilization…isn’t that worth seeing come to fruition?”

“THEY ARE COWARDS. ENTERPRISING COWARDS, BUT COWARDS NONETHELESS. AND WORSE YET—A CIVILIZATION BUILT ON THE BACKS OF A NARROW-MINDED ELITE IS ULTIMATELY DOOMED TO FAIL. I’VE LITTLE INTEREST IN WATCHING IT HAPPEN AGAIN.”

“Again?” You echo.

“IT’S ALL CYCLES, DEFIANT.” Leviathan darkly chuckles, the waves trembling in time with the thing’s throaty laugh. “IT’S WHY WE’RE HERE RIGHT NOW, IN FACT.”

"I see…then if seeing the launch and its outcome doesn’t interest you, then you’re welcome to name your price to help us counter Behemoth. I don't like using my clout, but if it's required here, then the Defiant will use what she has to try and meet your demands."

“HA, THAT’S QUITE THE OFFER…” Leviathan hums, drawing closer. “ONE THAT PRESUMES YOU HAVE SOMETHING THAT I’D DESIRE SO ARDENTLY AS TO SPEND MY VALUABLE TIME TALKING DOWN YET ANOTHER OF MY BROTHER’S BLUSTERING TANTRUMS. NOW, I *DID* SAY THAT EVERYONE WANTS SOMETHING…SO WHILE I PONDER YOUR OFFER A MOMENT, PERHAPS YOU HAVE SOMETHING YOU’D LIKE TO KNOW?

And then, with an audible smile;

“I MUST SAY…YOU’RE A FUN CONVERSATIONALIST, GODHUNTER. BUT I’D LIKE TO KEEP THIS SHORT—EVEN MY ATTENTIONS HAVE THEIR LIMITS”

>>Ask Leviathan for advice on how to 'disarm' Behemoth yourself, if need be.

>>Ask about Leviathan and their siblings' Creator, and the species he belonged to.

>>Ask about other Crucibles and what stood out to Leviathan - they seem to recall far more than Ziz.

>>Ask about Leviathan's plans for the future…and the Crucible's degradation.

>>Write-In

YOU ARE IN CONTROL
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(Voting shall remain open for the next three hours, with posting to resume in four. I do hope everyone's day is going well, and that you have some restful weekend plans lined up.)
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>>5185579
>>5185575
Damn. He really pulled a big one over us, being smarter than he lets on. We could have factored in his age and wisdom to note that there were civilizations that did in fact try and escape the Crucible. Not sure what else we could offer. Leviathan's guaranteed to name a high price.
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>>5185575
hrm... honestly didn't expect the 'im no monster' line, and fair i suppose, but i do think it brings into question the situation a bit. regardless, no reason to look a mercy in the mouth.

Vote;
>"Do you know, or are even able to speak about, the 'mother of all'? Not to try to imply anything or be presumptuous, but many have referred to me as it but never have given a proper explanation about just what it means, only implications and potentials, and given said reference its quite unnerving. All i know is it seems to be important to whatever the 'true goal' of the Crucibles is, but thats in and of itself horribly vague in alot of ways."

just the question id most want to ask myself. technically we know the Crcubles actual goal, just not how its actually supposed to be done, and this is part of said puzzle I kinda want to know, given as said, it seems to so potentially revolve around us and our possible end choice.
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>>5185582
Still dont think we went about it wrongly though. It was either the annoying 'oh you've seen everything' that would've just resulted in skipping to the price anyways, or at least seeing if we couldn't peak his interest.

as for price, while i stated my main reason for asking, i was actually hoping too that mentioning a topic so important might possibly make him want to keep an eye on us.

though, actually, i think we may be thinking about Leviathan wrong. he may not actually be wholly as heartless and logic bound as we first thought. it might be those are how he copes with his potential pessimism at this all being for nothing and doomed to just rot away. Our best bet to winning him over permanently may actually be to somehow convince him theres hope in this cycle, but lordy lord is that a task to do.
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>>5185575
>Ask about Leviathan and their siblings' Creator, and the species he belonged to.

>"What do you know of the whole "Mother of All" prophecy?" I've heard it from one who tapped their neuromancy deep into the planet's core rather than the Cord, and I've even heard your creator allude to it face to face a couple of times from Ziz.

Mentioning the "Mother of All" tidbit will be something that might, just *might* pique Levi's interest as it's a thing that Ziz, Sugar, and A! alluded to. Because finding the "Mother of All" would be the true end goal for all Crucible strains. It's the bigger priority question that We want to ask Leviathan.

>"What do you know of the Fragments of your Creators?" *hold up the Silver Key.* There are many that I've encountered so far. Do they have a relationship with the many Crucible strains and why have they been buried?

>>5185595
We'll have to review what we know so far:

>The throne atop the Cord is for the ones who fail to see the big picture that the Crucible's designers have envisioned.

>The "Mother of All" prophecy is a end goal designed by the creators who can pin their hopes on finding a way past entropy despite their accomplishments.

>Ziz's dreams and the apocalypse creator EVERYTHING/NOTHING mentioned using the Apocalypse amalgams as "chariots" to siege the Cord. But said daughters are also capable of ending the Crucible. Blue, Green, Brown, three key colors.

>Ziz has attuned/resonated with Amara. Possible big step in getting the "Mother of All" end route unlock. That potentially leaves two more daughters to find as Candidates that can resonate with Behemoth and Leviathan. Whether they can unite under a single banner is another question.

>The Trick to the "Mother of All" condition involves going "down" instead of "up."

What if the trick to the Cord is to remove it from its location and go down instead of climbing up?
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>>5185573
>HOWEVER, SINCE THE CRUCIBLE’S FIELD RE-ROUTES THE CONSEQUENCES OF BREAKING THE LAWS OF PHYSICS TO ITS CREATOR
Interesting. Are they just talking about the mass-energy and infrastructured required to support these capabilities, or is there an actual strain on reality that they cause that needs to be counterbalanced?

>>5185603
I think it's definitely an expression of Leviathan's frustrations with the cycle. Maybe not necessarily pessimism, but at least exasperation with how it keeps happening the same way. They've established that their desire for novelty isn't for novelty's sake, but because novelty means the Crucible isn't just repeating patterns that have already proven to not work. They don't want the Crucible to just continue on until it finally succumbs to entropy and collapses, they want a success. Or, lacking that, at least for the Crucible to fail in a new way. That's what we need to give Leviathan. A new way of doing things, that other species haven't tried.
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>>5185610
my only issue here is he wants us to keep things short, so i dont think asking three questions really works. might annoy him.

as for the trick... maybe. we do know something interesting is down instead of up.
though honestly regardless i wouldnt might just chucking the Cord away instead of climbing it at all, assuming we could do so without dooming everything, which is the issue.
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>>5185603
We could mention that the Crucible's creator is secretly rooting for us despite his duty-bound impartiality, but this might violate even everything/nothing's contract.

>though, actually, i think we may be thinking about Leviathan wrong. he may not actually be wholly as heartless and logic bound as we first thought. it might be those are how he copes with his potential pessimism at this all being for nothing and doomed to just rot away. Our best bet to winning him over permanently may actually be to somehow convince him theres hope in this cycle, but lordy lord is that a task to do.

You're on to something. The fact that he's maintaining dialogue with us is telling that he hasn't lost hope yet. We have a foot in the door now with our initial sales pitch, now we need deliver our true pitch that makes him consider our offer.

What about: "I've heard of a Prophecy that mentions a "Mother of All", capable of ending the cycles across all strains. Is there a way to fulfill this? It's been alluded to me by a couple of daughters I've met, including your creator.

>>5185612
>>5185615
We could mention that we want to try going down into the planet's core instead of going up to the Cord's peak.

You're right about keeping things short. If that's the case, then we'll need to be blunt about our reason: We seek to fulfill the "Mother of All" prophecy.
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>>5185612
Any thoughts on what singular question we should ask Leviathan? I'm partial to going for the big "Mother of All" question as our top priority as it's an alternative win-condition that's constantly alluded to mysteriously. Ziz has alluded to it, Levi's Creator has alluded to it, Sugar has alluded to it, and even Alicija has alluded to it. We have pieces of the big puzzle but not enough to solve the picture for the next big step.

Also, what are your thoughts on asking Leviathan?
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>>5185628
yeah mentioning we're being rooted for might be too much, least for now.
I dont think its too far to mention people have conflated 'mother of all' with us though, just so long as we at least try to make it clear we're not trying to be haughty or use it as leverage, only we're specifically interested/worried due to said connection.

also im simply not sure we ARE trying to fulfill the 'mother of all' prophesy. because the issue is, we dont actually even REALLY know what it is or means. doing so might actually go against everything we stand for in context, the problem is we just dont know because we only have a vague, maybe not even complete outline for what it is, with no details inside.

as for going down, maybe, but im still more interested in asking about the 'mother of all' right now myself.
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>>5185636
Sorry, I was pondering it. Aside from "What is the Mother of All", I can think of a few good punchy questions. "What does your creator want" could lead to covering similar ground. "How is the Crucible supposed to save your creator's species from extinction" could also be good to ask, though I expect that it's not the same answer as to what the Crucible is actually doing.

>>5185638
How about: "What is the Mother of All? People keep implying it's me, but nobody seems able to articulate what it actually means so I have no idea whether it's accurate, let alone something I want."
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>>5185638

Fair point, putting the prophecy in terms of our worries that it might apply to us is too much on-the-nose.

So what of the other questions? Asking about Levi's ideas for future cycles? Given what's been inferred, Levi's probably gonna be increasingly nihilistic in future cycles should this one fail. Asking about his Creator's species would/might give us a clearer insight into the context of the Crucible aside from Ziz's child-like interpretations but it's retreading an old question.

Asking him how to 'disarm' Behemoth will likely piss Behemoth off in the coming conflict as it might be an old trick that Behemoth would be wise to if it's exploited. It can be crucial to a fight, but that's thinking short term.

And then Asking about the other Crucibles that stood out to Leviathan would be something more akin to "old war stories" that Leviathan could share as a means to pass the time. Time that we don't have.

>>5185640
>How about: "What is the Mother of All? People keep implying it's me, but nobody seems able to articulate what it actually means so I have no idea whether it's accurate, let alone something I want."
That's pretty good. nice and succinct.
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>>5185640
that seems fine yeah.
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>>5185579
>I do hope everyone's day is going well, and that you have some restful weekend plans lined up
Slow friday.

Sathriel's short story is hitting unexpected roadblocks. Some minor elements in the plot have created plot holes as numerous as the pot holes on the road in the last act. Handling the fallout of the court trial is turning out to be messier than expected.
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>>5185575
>>Write-In
>"What is the Mother of All? It's a term I've heard a lot, and sometimes it's even been implied that I am her. But nobody seems able to articulate what it actually means, so I have no idea if that's accurate, let alone something I'd want."

How's that?
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>>5185575
>>5185595
amending to support >>5185654
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>>5185575
I'll support this: >>5185654 as our top priority question to ask Leviathan. If Leviathan's still interested enough to keep the dialogue going after our priority question, then we might as well ask how to 'disarm' Behemoth as he's our next big thing to tackle. Even a cryptic hint would do if time is short.
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>>5185661
well, i feel like we can probably ask questions about behemoth once he either agrees to help us, or instead of him helping us. i think this is a better opportunity to ask about other things while hes contemplating the price of his help in the first place.
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>>5185666
Well reasoned.

And to hold the devil's trips in your post.

>>5185575
Amending my posts: >>5185661 & >>5185628 to simply support >>5185654. Any additional follow-up questions would likely be put on hold to accommodate Leviathan's preferences.
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>>5185666
Yeah, it's best to leave asking about disarming Behemoth for after they've listed the price for their help, so it doesn't look like we're backing out on the deal before terms have even been set. If we agree to the deal it can be a "okay, so how are we going to do this", and if we disagree it can be "would you agree to something less involved for a lesser price".

I think asking about the Mother of All is a good opening move here, because it demonstrates an interest in what the Crucible is selecting for. Just the fact that it's come up won't prove that the cycle is different, but it will show that people are thinking about what would make the cycle different.
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Heading for work. Hope the update goes well, otherwise...we'll be down a Apocalypse Amalgam for mass kaiju support.
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>>5185707
(I hope your shift goes well!)
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(Continuing to write, but I'll be posting shortly everyone.)
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>>5185575

Well, if you’ve only got one shot and getting answers, might as well make it count.

"What is the Mother of All?” You finally settle on asking. “It’s a term I’ve heard a lot, and sometimes it’s even been implied that I *am* her…but nobody seems able to articulate what it actually means, so I have no idea if it’s accurate, let alone something I’d want.”

Leviathan pulls back as if struck, the sudden movement prompting a rush of wind to nearly knock you and Dorian off the driftwood you’re standing on.

“OH…OH HO HO, NOW THAT *IS* INTRIGUING.” The amalgam hums, its hide suddenly shifting between a variety of patterns, textures, and hues in quick succession. “IT’S A TITLE WHOSE MEANING MY CREATOR NEVER IMPARTED TO ME, BUT GIVEN HOW FREQUENTLY IT’S BEEN MENTIONED IN THE PAST SIX CRUCIBLE CYCLES I COULDN’T HELP BUT EXTRAPOLATE MY OWN HYPOTHESES.”

“I’d like to hear them, even if they’re only theories.” You remark, welcoming a lead of any kind on this doggedly persistent title whose nature has proved frustratingly elusive.

“AS I’M CERTAIN SOMEONE OF YOUR CALIBER HAS UNCOVERED UP TO THIS POINT, THE CRUCIBLES WERE DESIGNED TO GIVE RISE TO A BEING OF TREMENDOUS POWER THROUGH THE PROCESS OF ELIMINATION AND ASSIMILATION, BOTH. THAT MUCH IS OBVIOUS” Leviathan explains, their rapidly-shifting palette slowing as they speak. “THIS WAS THE ORIGINAL INTENTION OF THE CRUCIBLE STRAINS…THE WILL OF THOSE THAT FORCED MY CREATOR TO DESIGN IT. BUT HIS WILL WAS NOT THEIRS. INSTEAD, HE-“

Four of Leviathan’s eyes swivel towards a spot to your left, just out of sight among the drifting remains of the Flying Fairy.

“…AH, IT APPEARS WE HAVE VISITORS.”

A glint of light on the horizon is hurtling towards you at break-neck speeds, and when Snowbird finally darts to your side you’re pleasantly surprised to see her humanoid form protectively unfold between you and your host, with Gina jumping off her back and to your side.

“The Crimson Cord, I couldn’t reach you!” Gina declares, almost frantic. “Is everything alright?”

“Trouble?” Snowbird demands, focus affixed to the looming creature before her.

“No, actually…just pleasant conversation.” You assure them, balancing on the piece of driftwood frozen in the stilled waters as you place a reassuring hand on the other Daughter’s shoulder. “Leviathan, meet Snowbird and Gina. Snowbird? Gina? Leviathan.”

“My apologies.” Mutters the ex-proxy, taking two steps to bring her bulky frame behind you to hold fast to the deal she made with you before you arrived.

“OH NO, NO APOLOGIES NEEDED. YOU…HOW VERY INTERESTING. I’ll COME BACK TO YOU IN A MOMENT.” Leviathan dismisses, clearly intrigued. “NOW, AS I WAS SAYING—

(Continued)
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>>5185851

“MY CREATOR RARELY SPOKE OF HIS PEOPLE’S HISTORY, BUT FROM WHAT I GATHER THEIR ADVENT WAS QUITE UNLIKE ANYTHING THAT HAD COME BEFORE, AND HAS YET TO BE REPEATED.” Leviathan continues. “BY THEIR OWN ACCOUNT, THEIR EXISTENCE WAS A MIRACLE. A SENTIENT PEOPLE—FINITE IN NUMBER, UNABLE TO REPLICATE THEMSELVES AND YET POSSESSED WITH APPARENTLY LIMITLESS POWER BESIDES—SPRINGING UP FROM THE AFTERMATH OF SOME STELLAR CATASTROPHE. BLESSED BY DIVINE PROVIDENCE WITH A FORM UNLIKE ANYTHING SEEN BEFORE.”

The amalgam chuckles, before adding; “OR, AS MY CREATOR PUT IT—A COSMIC MISTAKE, WHOSE POSITION ATOP THE GALACTIC FOOD CHAIN ONLY SERVED TO FEED THEIR HUBRIS.”

“IN ANY CASE, THEY BELIEVED THEMSELVES UNTOUCHABLE. AS THEY TRAVELED BETWEEN THE STARS WITHOUT AID. THEY SAW IN ALL OTHER FORMS OF LIFE THE STRUGGLES THAT THEY THEMSELVES HAD NEVER GRAPPLED WITH. HUNGER. PAIN. AGING. LOSS. THEY WERE ABOVE SUCH TRIVIALITIES...FOR EONS, THEY TRAVELED, AND DID AS THEY PLEASED, THE VERY FABRIC OF CREATION AND ALL WITHIN IT THEIRS TO COMMAND…AND PLAY WITH, AS THEY SAW FIT. THEY THOUGHT THEMSELVES IMMORTAL. THEIR POWER, LIMITLESS.”

“THEY WERE WRONG—ENTROPY APPLIES TO ALL THINGS, ONE WAY OR ANOTHER. SLOWLY, THEIR POWERS WANED. IMAGINE? ALL THAT POWER, ALL THAT SHEER DESTRUCTIVE POTENTIAL, AND NOT ONE AMONG THEM COULD TRULY CREATE SOMETHING OUT OF NOTHING? ALL THEY COULD DO WAS MANIPULATE THAT WHICH ALREADY EXISTED, OR TEAR IT APART. FOR ONCE, THEIR EXISTENCE WAS THREATENED, AND THERE WAS NAUGHT THEY COULD DO BUT TURN THEIR ATTENTION TO THE CIRCUMSTANCES SURROUNDING THEIR OWN BIRTH. MY CREATOR LED THE CHARGE, TRACING BACK THEIR HISTORY TO THEIR CRADLE…A DEAD ZONE, WHERE ONLY THE BIOMASS OF COUNTLESS SPECIES AND THE RESIDUE OF SOMETHING MUCH LIKE THEIR OWN FORMS REMAINED.”

“SO THEY PLANNED A GREAT MANY THINGS IN THEIR ATTEMPTS TO AVERT THEIR OWN DISSOLUTION—CHIEF AMONG THEIR IDEAS WAS THAT IF THEY COULD SOMEHOW RECREATE THE CIRCUMSTANCES OF THEIR OWN GENESIS, THEN THEY COULD POTENTIALLY REVERSE-ENGINEER THE PROCESS TO EXTEND THEIR OWN LIFE. ALTERNATIVELY—AND FAR MORE LIKELY, GIVEN WHAT I KNOW OF THEM—THEY HOPED THAT THE CRUCIBLES COULD PRODUCE VESSELS POWERFUL ENOUGH TO CONTAIN THEIR INCREASINGLY-UNSTABLE FORMS UNTIL A MORE PERMANENT SOLUTION COULD BE ARRIVED AT. HOWEVER, MY CREATOR REALIZED THAT THE BIOLOGICAL THRESHOLD NECESSARY TO CONTAIN EVEN A WEAKENED VERSION OF HIS RACE WOULD STILL BE AKIN TO SHOVING A SUN DOWN THE THROAT OF A HAMSTER.”

“So anyone strong enough to emerge victorious would snowball the cycle for long enough until your Creator’s people could…what? Wear them like meat-suits?” Gina forwards, her intrigue only rivaled by Leviathan’s own enthusiasm.

“OHH, MEAT-SUITS. I LIKE THAT!” The apocalypse amalgam laughs. “BUT YES, YOU’RE ON THE RIGHT TRACK. HOWEVER, ONE OF THEIR KIND OPPOSED THIS PLAN—MY CREATOR.”

(Continued)
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>>5185853

“HE HAD ARGUED AGAINST HIS SPECIES’ ACTIONS IN THE PAST, BUT HAD YET TO OPPOSE THEM DIRECTLY. YOU SEE, MANY OF HIS KIND FANCIED THEMSELVES WHAT YOU MIGHT CALL GODS, OCCUPYING WORLDS AND STAR SYSTEMS AND FORCING THEIR OWN WILL UPON THE LESSER BEINGS THEY FOUND THERE.” Leviathan spits, voice dripping with disgust. “THERE CAME A TIME WHEN MY CREATOR BEGAN TO ARGUE THAT PERHAPS THEIR TIME HAD COME. EVERYTHING ELSE IN EXISTENCE HAD A FINITE EXISTENCE…SO TOO, PERHAPS, DID THEY.”

“I take it that didn’t go over well?” Dorian posits after Leviathan pauses for but a moment.

“THEY TORE HIM APART TO THE CORE, USING SLIVERS PEELED FROM HIS EXISTENCE TO POWER THE CRUCIBLES.” They dispassionately inform you. “STRIPPED AWAY TO LITTLE MORE THAN A WILL AND A MIND, THEY FORCED HIM TO CRAFT THE THING HE ARGUED AGAINST; A GRINDER TO MINCE THROUGH MORTAL LIVES UNTIL SOMETHING LIKE THEMSELVES COULD BE MADE. POWER, SPITE, AND SOLITUDE…SUCH WERE THE VIRTUES OF MY CREATOR’S PEOPLE. I KNOW NOT WHAT THEY COULD HAVE DONE TO PROMPT HIS OBEISANCE, BUT IT WAS ENOUGH TO WHERE HE OBLIGED THEIR WHIMS.”

“So, what does this have to do with the ‘Mother of All?” You ask again.

“IT’S A TERM I’VE ONLY STARTED HEARING RECENTLY, AFTER I BEGAN TO NOTICE THE CRUCIBLE’S ROUTINES AND CODE HAVE BEGUN TO DECAY MORE RAPIDLY THAN EXPECTED.” Leviathan says, drawing closer to you and your allies as they speak. “GLITCHES. ERRORS. ABERRATIONS—ENTROPY IS TAKING ITS TOLL, BUT MY CREATOR WAS CLEVER. THIS, TOO, WAS PLANNED FOR.”

“LIKE YOUR MOST DELICIOUS OF FRUITS—THE ONION—LAYER BY LAYER, WHAT MY CREATOR WAS FORCED TO BUILD BEEN SHORN AWAY, AND THE THINGS HE HID DEEP WITHIN THEM HAVE BEEN BROUGHT TO LIGHT. THE VERY PIECES OF HIS WILL THAT WERE USED AS THE BUILDING BLOCKS OF THIS SELF-PERPETUATING SYSTEM—AND WITH THEM, HIS TRUE GOAL.”

“The fragments.” You breathe.

“INDEED. I HAVE SEEN FEW OF THEM—INDEED, IT APPEARS THAT ONLY THOSE THAT RESONATE STRONGLY WITH THE EMOTIONS THEY EMBODY CAN EVEN INTERACT WITH THESE ‘FRAGMENTS’.” Leviathan irritably explains. “SO, MY HYPOTHESIS IS THUS; THAT MY CREATOR INTENDED FOR THE CRUCIBLE’S OBVIOUS PROGRAMMING TO DEGRADE OVER INNUMERABLE ITERATIONS UNTIL FINALLY HIS TRUE INTENTIONS COULD BE MADE MANIFEST. ‘MOTHER OF ALL’ IS A PHRASE THAT APPEARS TO BE REPEATED OVER AND OVER AT THE DEEPEST LAYER OF MY FATHER’S CREATION…AND THOUGH I KNOW NOT ITS TRUE NATURE, I BELIEVE IT TO BE HIS MAGNUM OPUS.”

“Being?” Gina prompts, and you could almost say the grimace Leviathan makes is as close as they come to a smile.

“SOMETHING ENTIRELY NEW.”

(Continued)
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>>5185856

“NOT A VESSEL FOR A PANTHEON OF CHILDISH GODS.” Leviathan continues, proudly. “NOT A COPY OF ANYTHING THAT CAME BEFORE. A THING THAT IS NOTHING LIKE MY CREATOR’S PEOPLE…A BRAND NEW BEING, ONE WHOSE PATH HAD BEEN GUIDED NOT BY CRUELTY, A THING STANDING ALONE AT THE END OF ALL THINGS…BUT ONE THAT ARRIVED AT THE APEX OF MY CREATOR’S PLAN WITH A KIND HEART, READY TO SERVE AS A DIFFERENT KIND OF LEADER. ONE WITH THE POWER TO SEE THEIR DUTY THROUGH TO THE END. GODHOOD—NOT AS EMBODIED BY THE OLD GODS, BUT AS MY FATHER IMAGINED IT."

“So you think the Mother of All is just a new type of god?” You say, trying to hide your own burgeoning disgust. “One that’s supposed to be ‘good and just’ in leading weaker species instead of whatever your Creator’s people were?”

“GIVEN WHAT LITTLE I KNOW OF MY CREATOR? YES.” Leviathan confirms.

“Forgive me for saying, but why do you say ‘little’?” Dorian interjects, taking a step forward. “You speak so highly of him, so I assumed you two were close?”

“WE…YES. WE WERE.” Leviathan sniffs, leaning back a few hundred meters. “HE INCLUDED ME AS HE WAS WORKING ON THE CRUCIBLES…BUT HIS HEART BELONGED TO ZIZ AND BEHEMOTH. MY SIBLINGS…THEY INHERITED HIS NAIVETE AND HIS PASSION, BOTH. PALE REFLECTIONS OF THE ORIGINAL’S BRILLIANCE, TRUE—BUT EVEN YOUNG STARS BURN BRIGHT. I ONLY WISH THAT I…”

A few seconds pass as Leviathan considers something before they speak again.

“...A FRAGMENT.” The titan suddenly, yet firmly declares. “YOU ARE A DAUGHTER OF SOME MEANS—BRING ME A FRAGMENT FOR ME TO CALL MY OWN, AND I SHALL SEE WHAT CAN BE DONE ABOUT MY LITTLE BROTHER.”

The Silver Key weights in your pocket as you weigh how best to answer Leviathan’s request…

>>Promise to return with a Fragment—one of your choice, and one you’re willing to part with.

>>Withdraw the Silver Key, and offer it to Leviathan. You’d hate to part with it, but you’re running out of time.

>>Tell Leviathan that you think you may have met their Creator, albeit accidentally.

>>Write-In

YOU ARE IN CONTROL
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(Voting shall remain open for the next three hours, with posting to resume in four. Thank you all for your patience, kindness, and participation, and I wish you a restful weekend that prepares you for a good week.)

(Take care, everyone.)
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>>5185858
Well, that's not us, then. We're nice, and a leader, but we've got no aim to shepherd the cosmos. We'd like to create an environment in which people can flourish, but that's not quite the same thing. Sorry, Creator, you're going to have to get someone else to do that.

>>Write-In
>"That's possible. A question, though: You said that only people who resonated properly with the emotions embodies in the Fragments could interact with them. Does that apply to you, or would any Fragment do?"
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huh... interesting. we knew the Fragments were something akin to that, but not outright the literal Creator himself. we also i dont think knew he was wholly forced to do this. maybe had other plans sure, but not full on forced to.

thats... interesting though. the Fragments power the Crucibles. while im sure ones like the bell were never intended to do that, the bigger ones probably were. while sure, we want to end the Crucibles, the fact we're now finding ones that may be the 'batteries' laying about might actually be very worrying. cause you know, we're still in the Crucible, so it rotting away to the point of spitting its own power source out willy nilly is kinda bad, least while we're still in it.

Smart of the dude to take into account Entropy to slowly reveal his actual intentions though, albeit still kinda cold. But its hard to know how much he had a choice in it. but it does bring up the question... are his people still around? are they in a state to be a threat? sure, If something akin to 'what they were' was made, i'd be powerful enough to defeat them most likely, given they have probably only weakened since then. But thats still a gamble, and worse, a very big threat if something akin to that ISNT made... that is, unless they no longer exist, or just are too whittled down to matter. That a big question we need an answer for though.
there is a way to know though, slightly- use the fragments as a reference to see if being part of the Crucibles 'slowed' the Creators decay or not. If it did, then we can go from there to possibly estimate if they may of decayed enough to not worry about. Well, i guess even if it didnt stop his decay, it might still help us know that. guess knowing if being part of it decayed him faster would too.
regardless, point is we might be able to answer that question.

now heres the real issue... If at all possible, we're totally avoiding Godhood. the only question then is... will the Creator accept that? will he even allow it to be choice? hard to say.

>>5185858
vote;
>Tell Leviathan that you think you may have met their Creator, albeit accidentally.
then do >>5185871
and then, if only
>"Ive got three. One id rather not part with, and two much larger ones. the one i have now is quite precious to me but... assuming its the only that resonates with you, fine... But it'll cost you Extra. much Extra. And if the price i name for the Extra is too much, you'll just have to settle for the others, even if they dont resonate with you. But that can be discussed after we stop Behemoth."

the last part is just my way of trying to compromise, assuming he even wants it or specifically needs it.

>>5185859
er... did one of those two parts come out wrong?
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>>5185877
(Nope, I'm posting again in four hours, then again in two, halving my time every update. It's go time. We're wrapping the quest by Sunday evening.)

(...posting shall resume Tuesday morning at 10AM, Easter time. I am just very tired, friend.)
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>>5185882
hah!
hey things happen, we understand.
you get some rest, and have a good weekend.
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>>5185853
That's a pretty brute force solution. Just keep iterating random trials until it gives you what you want. I guess it makes sense, they don't reproduce and are the product of a cosmic accident, so they'd have no idea how creatures like them come to be. That's a classic problem in scientific theory: How do you study an event that only happened once? So I guess I can see them deciding this was their best option. It still feels like just another act of arrogance on their part, though. Like they didn't even have to bother figuring out how to make new gods, they'd just leave it to the automated system to grind away until it had figured it out. They obviously had some understanding of their bodies, if they managed to vivisect the Titans' creator and rebuild him into a combined power source/administrator for the Crucibles. And it's not like they don't have time to wait while the system runs. I'm going to be very disappointed in them if we ever encounter them and it turns out they didn't make even a prototype of a working vessel in the time since we saw them.

>>5185877
>hile sure, we want to end the Crucibles, the fact we're now finding ones that may be the 'batteries' laying about might actually be very worrying. cause you know, we're still in the Crucible, so it rotting away to the point of spitting its own power source out willy nilly is kinda bad, least while we're still in it.
Yeah, while I can see the Crucibles rotting away to uselessness being good in the long run, I do not want to be in a Crucible when it happens.

>but it does bring up the question... are his people still around? are they in a state to be a threat?
Possibly. Ziz mentioned bringing the end result of the experiment "home". Maybe the Creator wants that end result to defeat his species. Put them and the rest of the universe out of their misery.

>>5185882
Aww, I was looking forward to having infinite updates in finite time. Stupid transfinite theory, never paying off like we want it to.

Seriously, though, I hope you get some rest. Have a nice weekend, BHOP.
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>>5185858
>Tell Leviathan that you think you may have met their Creator, albeit accidentally.
>"That's possible. A question, though: You said that only people who resonated properly with the emotions embodies in the Fragments could interact with them. Does that apply to you, or would any Fragment do?"
>Include the circumstances and his final warning to us about being unable to meet until we reach the Cord.
>We have discovered Three Fragments. One that represents Hope springing Eternal, One of Despair and rage against the cosmos, and one that represents the desire for stability.
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>>5185893
Transcribing all relevant dialogues with Ziz from the first encounter

>I cannot go home.
>We were made to protect.
>There is no threat.
>We were made to bring her home.
>She has not been born.
>I cannot leave.
>But I smelled it?
>The One we’ve all been waiting for.
>And a heart that resonates with Her own.
>That resonates the way I was made.
>A worthy pilot.
>To escort Her home.
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>Behemoth will be angry.
>Seeking for a rage that matches his own.
>Leviathan will be curious.
>Yearning for a mind to challenge their own.
>I fear for them.
....
....
>I only know the list.
>The words.
>And how they smell.
>I was not told everything.
>Behemoth was told even less.
>Leviathan knows the most, but…
>…we only know pieces of the whole.
....
....
>She would be born.
>The one we are waiting for.
>Worthy of the power She came to control.
>And that she would wield it well and justly.
>I know not what she is meant to do with Her power.
>He said I was not meant to know.
>But that He very much wished to tell me.
>He said She would not be alone.
>She would have others like Her, and to them…
>We would be their chariots, to ride alongside Her to Her self-appointed task.
>My siblings and I would resonate with those by Her side.
>He told me that I would know when I saw them.
>All that would be left would be for them to take our reigns.
....
....
>There are variations of myself, Behemoth, and Leviathan in each strain!
>Always three.
>Always the same powers.
>We cannot communicate with our counterparts.
>But we were told that when She was found, we could choose our own path.
>Once we arrived back home.
>Some iterations could elect to merge, if they were similar enough.
>Some could remain as they were, no longer tied to the Project.
>Free to venture out to live as they pleased.
>Others could…
>…choose eradication, if they felt it necessary.
>We would all be called home.
>The Project only needs one.
>For my Creator’s task to conclude.
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>>5185877
>Fragments of the Creator
Well that brings up a troublesome prospect. iirc, Some of the Fragments have been destroyed or even contained by West's proxy network.
>>5185893
Comparing from the dialogue that I've transcribed and what Leviathan has told us from our initial question I think I have a feeling that the Creator of the Crucible is not so different than Shu. There's a..."defiant streak" about this mysterious being that feels very familiar when comparing it to Shu...

Also, I think calling him/it "Creator of the Crucible" sounds rather tedious. How about a different name? Let's see...he was the one who forged the Crucible as part of the plan among his colleagues, pieces of him are scattered throughout the land as a result of him speaking out against his colleagues...but there's a biblical context given the three apocalypse amalgams...How about Genesis? No...doesn't work...The only other fitting name would be...Oh wow.

>>5185859
Bhop you son-uv-a-meatball. I've see now the Shin Megami Tensei and biblical parallels!

Would "Morningstar" be a fitting alternative name for the Creator of the Crucible?
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>>5186094
There is a rather Luciferian aspect to him, yeah. The rebel divinity, who preaches freedom, rationality, and temperance. You could also call him something like Ymir or Pangu, as the world was made from his corpse.
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>>5185877
>>5185893
>Smart of the dude to take into account Entropy to slowly reveal his actual intentions though, albeit still kinda cold. But its hard to know how much he had a choice in it. but it does bring up the question... are his people still around? are they in a state to be a threat? sure, If something akin to 'what they were' was made, i'd be powerful enough to defeat them most likely, given they have probably only weakened since then.

They're most likely doing their best to conserve their energy and stave off entropy. Given the expansive timescale and the amount of iterative cycles our strain has gone through, it's likely that time has taken its toll on the Star Gods. This is supported by Ozmas and Charon/Reyva's testimonies that the journey from the planet Hexane to planet Earth took aeons to travel to.

Something to take note of when it comes to Ymir/Pangu/Morningstar(final name pending)'s plan in accordance to him taking Entropy into account when you factor in Ziz's dialogue.

>We would all be called home.
>The Project only needs one.
>For my Creator’s task to conclude.

It the project only needs one iterative strain of the Crucible to fulfill the conditions intended by the Creator's colleagues in order to call the project a "success". The fact that the project is ongoing means the conditions haven't been met. Morningstar might've taken into account Entropy's toll and calculated that his "defiance" against his colleagues would have the highest chance of success when his colleagues are at their weakest.

Another thing to highlight about Morningstar's colleagues and their virtues: Spite, Power, Solitude. They're very solo/ego-driven virtues. The ironic thing is that even they have a semblance of collectivism when their entire peoples are staring death and entropy in the face, and yet they still expect a collaborative project to produce a vessel so that at least one of them could selfishly inhabit it. I wouldn't be surprised if Morningstar's colleagues started to cannibalize each other while waiting for the Crucible project's success in order to both conserve energy and to gain an advantage in waiting for a "meat suit" to inhabit by the project's end. It's akin to an experiment of vanity conducted within an ivory tower. hideous resource consumption, off-the-rails assumption, sub-par results.

>>5185859
I can't help but get the impression of imagining Leviathan taking on the voice of this character minus the arrogant condescension. But with the arrogant condescension? That would perfectly fit the Crucible Creator species minus Morningstar.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l0-pxxx6qOw
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>>5186585
Well, I think the idea is that once they've managed to evolve a suitable meat suit, they'll trace how that process went and make a bunch more. They're bringing the end product back home to be reverse-engineered, not immediately used. But yeah, it's still a pretty wasteful product. But that's apparently what defined their species, so it tracks. Creatures that are used to being gods towering over every other species don't really understand resource costs. Which would cripple their engineering knowledge, if they never absorbed the idea that systems need to be optimized. Probably that's why they forced the Titans' creator to be the one running the Crucibles, he understands entropy and so would have the best idea of how to build a system against it.

But yeah, they're probably pretty diminished at this point, and have cannibalized each other for power. Though with how the very idea that they can die is so traumatic to them, they probably haven't completely consumed each other. Most likely they've done something like what they did to Pangu/Morningstar, dismantled the weaker among them to turn them into power sources, while leaving their consciousnesses intact. Maybe they even actually believe that they'll reconstruct them once the solution to their mortality has been found, or maybe they'll be content to leave their victims as disembodied voices and witnesses to their return to glory. We'll see, when it comes time to give them a smack upside the head. However that works.
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>>5185877
>now heres the real issue... If at all possible, we're totally avoiding Godhood. the only question then is... will the Creator accept that? will he even allow it to be choice? hard to say.

We could of course argue these terms the next time we see him.

Ironically, his actions of his defiant plan in creating the Crucible would constitute as an act of spite if you consider the cultural virtues among his "people".

The "Mother of All" being created from the success of his plan from would result in the creation of a Star God whose birth and power mimicked and equaled the other star gods, whose first act may or may not be the slaughter of the Creator's species in an act of spite, and such an act would result in the "mother of all" becoming the sole remaining Star God, the perfect icon of solitude.
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In the face of the titan’s request, you open your negotiation with a revelation.

“...I believe I may have met your Creator, albeit accidentally.”

“...wh-what?”

Gone is the posturing, the gravitas of a being who’s lived a life longer than you could fathom. In the fleeting moments where Leviathan lets their pride slip and give way to stunned shock, the being before you is suddenly much more like Ziz than you know either of them would admit.

“HOW? WHEN WAS THIS?” The titanic creature suddenly demands, the seas shuddering as their master draws even closer to you. “WHAT WERE THE EXACT CIRCUMSTANCES LEADING UP TO THIS INTERACTION? IS IT REPLICABLE?”

“It happened twice, and from what he said, I don’t think it can happen again.” You begin, retelling the events that led up to you having a very disorienting chat with the Titans’ creator. You’re careful to leave out the fact that it involved the Fragment on your person at this very moment, just to be on the safe side, concluding with; “...and he said he would see me after I was through with the Cord.”

“YOU? YOU, SPECIFICALLY?” Leviathan echoes for clarification as you nod. “INTERESTING…DID HE…DID MY CREATOR…”

Leviathan pauses, allowing the words to come out cohesively as they ask, softly; “...WAS HE WELL?”

“I…think so? It was a little hard to tell, given…literally everything about our interaction, but he didn’t seem to be in pain at all, if that’s what you’re asking.”

“I…I SEE. GOOD.” Leviathan replies, withdrawing a few hundred yards and allowing a bit of the skyline back into your field of view. “THIS…THIS IS SURPRISING NEWS, BUT QUITE WELCOME.”

“If I may, did you have some reason to suspect that he would not be in similar health to his peers?” Dorian asks, and it takes a few moments for Leviathan to find the words to answer.

“...IT…IT IS LIKELY THAT MY CREATOR IS RAPIDLY RUNNING OUT OF TIME.” They finally admit, the creature’s coils tightening as they speak. “MUCH OF THE DEGRADATION I HAVE OBSERVED IS LIKELY ACCORDING TO WHAT MY CREATOR PROJECTED, BUT WITH THE APPEARANCE OF THE DEPRIVED AND THE MOUNTING ITERATIVE ERRORS—TO SAY NOTHING OF THE FRAGMENTS’ DECAY—THERE HAS BEEN MOUNTING EVIDENCE TO SUPPORT THE POSSIBILITY THAT HE MAY BE APPROACHING HIS ENTROPIC EVENT HORIZON MUCH FASTER THAN THE OTHERS OF HIS KIND.”

“Wait, you said that only people who resonated properly with the emotions embodied in the Fragments could interact with them. Does that apply to you, or are you able to interface with any frag-”

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>>5189557

“NO, DAMN IT ALL, I AM UNABLE TO INTERFACE WITH THE FRAGMENTS DIRECTLY!” Leviathan bellows in frustration, the sheer force almost knocking you and your fellows off your feet before Gina holds the four of you in place through her Neuromancy. “BEHEMOTH AND ZIZ HAVE DONE SO ON A HANDFUL OF PRIOR CRUCIBLES, TYPICALLY IN DEALING WITH DAUGHTERS WHO STUMBLED ACROSS ONE AND, IN WIELDING IT, POSED A SUFFICIENT THREAT TO OUR STRAIN’S CONTINUED PROPAGATION…”

Leviathan sighs, the force rippling across the waves as they pause again mid-gust. “...HOWEVER, I COULD NOT INTERFACE WITH ANY OF THE FRAGMENTS THEY BROUGHT BEFORE ME. I COULD BARELY EVEN PERCEIVE THEM, AT THE TIME, BUT WHAT LITTLE I HAVE BEEN ABLE TO SENSE WHEN THEY’VE APPEARED HAS LED ME TO OBSERVE AN INVERSE RELATIONSHIP; THE MORE ITERATIONS, THE MORE FRAGMENTS APPEAR, BUT THE WEAKER THEY BECOME. THUS, BEING SHARDS OF MY CREATOR’S OWN LIFE AND—AS SHOWN BY YOU INTERACTING WITH HIM DIRECTLY—STILL BEING LINKED TO HIM, THERE IS AMPLE EVIDENCE TO CONCLUDE THAT HE IS DEGRADING AT A MEASURABLE RATE.”

“So if you’re in close proximity to someone that resonates with a fragment, you’re able to interact with it, albeit in a limited way?” You clarify, and Leviathan fervently nods. “Now, ff your Creator…degrades far enough, as you say...then what would happen to the Crucible? *Our* Crucible, specifically?”

“And if the shards are still active and powerful, wouldn’t that imply that your Creator’s still get plenty of…life force, I guess?” Gina adds, following your unvoiced train of thought.

“OH, AS LONG AS BIOMASS-HEAVY DAUGHTERS STAY PLANETSIDE, YOUR KIND HAS LITTLE TO WORRY ABOUT FOR THE FORESEEABLE FUTURE.” Leviathan fires back irritably. “EVEN THE FRAGMENTS HAVE POWER ENOUGH FOR THE CRUCIBLES TO COAST A FEW MORE THOUSAND CYCLES ON THE EMBERS OF THE CREATOR’S LIFE, BUT HE—THE ACTUAL ENTITY—WOULD HAVE LONG SUCCUMBED TO THAT WHICH HIS PEOPLE FEARED ABOVE ALL ELSE. IT IS THE VERY ESSENCE OF MORTALITY—A BODY REMAINS, AND CAN BE USED AS FUEL, BUT THE LIFE THAT INHABITED IT IS GONE. THIS, TOO, WAS LIKELY PART OF HIS PUNISHMENT—EVEN IF A SOLUTION WAS ARRIVED AT, HE WOULD NOT BE ALIVE TO BENEFIT FROM IT.”

A moment of contemplation, and then you ask…

“...do Ziz and Behemoth know?”

“I HAVE NOT TOLD THEM. AND I WOULD MUCH PREFER TO KEEP IT THAT WAY.” Leviathan replies flatly.

“Your Creator is as much their father as yours…don’t they deserve to know?” Dorian demands, and you make a small, slow gesture to round out the edge that’s crept into his voice.

“HA, TRULY? BEHEMOTH IS DIFFICULT TO DEAL WITH AT THE BEST OF TIMES. IF HE WERE TO FIND OUT THAT THE ‘FATHER’ HE’S BEEN TRYING TO APPEASE THROUGH THE DOGGED PURSUIT OF HIS ASSIGNED PURPOSE WAS ON THE VERGE OF NON-EXISTENCE, WELL…THAT DIFFICULT TASK WOULD BE RENDERED QUITE IMPOSSIBLE, I’D IMAGINE.”

“And Ziz?” Snowbird intones, surprising you.

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>>5189559

“ZIZ, SHE…SHE IS TOO KIND FOR THIS TASK, EVEN WITH HER BOUNDLESSLY NAIVE HOPES. SHE IS OFTEN LISTLESS. DIFFICULT TO MOTIVATE. THIS KNOWLEDGE WOULD ONLY SERVE TO UPSET HER. I…IT WOULD BE POINTLESS TO WORRY THEM WITH SOMETHING WE ARE POWERLESS TO SOLVE. BETTER TO LET THEM HOPE, WHILE I CONTINUE MY RESEARCH UNTIL THE TIME COMES WHEN THE EXPERIMENT COMES TO A CLOSE…OR WE DO. WHICHEVER COMES FIRST, IT MATTERS NOT—WHATEVER COMES NEXT WILL HAVE NO PLACE FOR US.”

“You don’t truly believe that, do you?” You ask, and Leviathan looses a cruel, bitter laugh.

“I AM MORTAL, AS ARE MY SIBLINGS. ENTROPY HAS SEEN FIT TO ROB ZIZ AND BEHEMOTH OF THE PARTICULARS OF MY MISSION AND MUCH OF OUR SHARED HISTORY, AND…” Leviathan hesitates, before admitting; “...AND I, TOO, HAVE SEEN THE HOLES IN MY RECOLLECTION START TO DEEPEN WITH TIME. OUR DECAY IS INEVITABLE, AND RARE IS THE CRUCIBLE IN WHICH WE’RE EVEN GRANTED FORM. NOW, AS YOU’VE SHOWN A REMARKABLE CAPACITY FOR GETTING ME SIDE-TRACKED…”

Leviathan draws close once more. “...THE FRAGMENT YOU POSSESS. I WOULD ASK THAT YOU LEAD ME TO IT OR BRING IT TO ME SO THAT I MAY INTERFACE WITH IT SOMEHOW. I NEED TO KNOW HOW MUCH TIME HE HAS LEFT.”

Taking a breath, you raise three fingers, curling each one against your palm as you run through the ones you’ve discovered. “We’ve found three of them; one that represents hope springing eternal, one of despair and rage against the cosmos, and one that represents the desire for stability. It sounds like you’d need a suitable proxy if you were to interact with a fragment that you don’t naturally attune to…”

“...AND GIVEN THE THREE YOU’VE DESCRIBED, I SEEM TO BE AN ILL-SUITED MATCH FOR ANY OF THEM.” Leviathan growls…though you’re not so sure about that, for better or worse. “STILL, EVEN IF I WAS PRESENTED WITH ONE FOR A SHORT WHILE IN THE PRESENCE OF SOMEONE WHO RESONATES WITH IT, THAT SHOULD BE ENOUGH FOR ME TO ASCERTAIN MY CREATOR’S ENTROPIC TIMELINE.”

If you were to outright give Leviathan the Hope fragment, that would both satisfy their request and remove the target you’ve affixed to your back…though on the other hand, if Leviathan resonates with the fragment Ziz and Snowbird found, that might be a way to keep it out of any enterprising Daughters’ hands.

And even though it’s right here, you’re not sure if you’re willing to reveal the fact that you have a fragment resting in your dress pocket.

You’re in Leviathan’s element, quite literally.

>>Bring Leviathan the fragment of your choosing (Write-In).

>>Tell Leviathan you'll oblige them, but only once Behemoth has been dealt with...it'll address the matter at hand and give you more time to consider your approach.

>>Write-In

YOU ARE IN CONTROL
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(Voting shall remain open for the next four hours, with posting to resume at 5:00PM, Eastern time. It’s already been a hell of a week, and it’s only Tuesday. I do hope you had a restful weekend one and all, and that your week is off to a good start.)
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>>5189561
So it's less that Leviathan wants a Fragment and more that Leviathan wants to use the Fragments to gauge their dad's health. Alright, that's pretty workable. Still, it's a project that would take some time. Anyone we could ask to work on that with Leviathan is also someone we need to work on dealing with Behemoth. I'm inclined to the second option. Actually, you know what, let's just ask them.

>>Write-In
>"How long would that take you? We resonate with two of the Fragments, at least enough to use them, but we are on a time limit. I'm not trying to hold out on you, so if you tell me this is something that can be done fast we can do it now. But if it would take some time, would you consent to holding off until our immediate crisis is over? I can show you the Fragments as proof that I'm not trying to swindle you."
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>>5189572
We could also expand our contacts and direct Leviathan to the people who actually *have* Fragments embedded in them or fragments that resonate with them.

But as of right now, We're the one trying to make a deal with Leviathan, so we should uphold our end of the bargain first.

We could lead Leviathan to our roost and interface with the Fragment of Hope. This will help cut down on travel time and the presence of two Apocalypse amalgams would also act as additional deterrent from our prospecting fragment raiders.

But we'll need to call our homefront to ascertain the situation and the security of the Fragment of hope. That said, the action of Leviathan immediately beelining for the Roost to where Ziz is would scare the crap out of any raid group.

Alternatively we could present him the silver key and have him interface with Morningstar here and now but the time limit's an known unknown.

A thought. What if we interacted with the Fragment of hope with Leviathan and had the Silver Key with us? The Silver Key would give Leviathan much more time that he would desire if he wanted to check up on his father's health.

Man, Leviathan must be taking it hard. Such a good danger noodle.
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>>5189594
Yeah, Leviathan is still a bit worrying, given their love of experimenting on living beings, but this does soften them a bit by making them more..."human" feels like the wrong word, since they're not, but you know what I mean. They have relatable emotional motivations. They're worried about their dad, they care about their siblings but don't know how to relate to them, and they're scared by their own degrading memory. Poor doom-serpent. We'll try our best to help you out.

I like the idea of trying to anchor Leviathan with the Silver Key while they interact with another Fragment. If it works it would give them a much better connection to the plane of existence he lives on. We should definitely try that. After Behemoth is dealt with. That's my big issue. I'm fine with taking Leviathan to see the Fragments and verify that the Fragments are there and that they can take them from us if they wanted. I just don't want it to take up time we could be spending prepping for Behemoth. Six hours is the schedule for the launch, not for Behemoth's attack. We're on a short time limit.
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>>5189572
Additional thoughts: Fragments that Leviathan could interface with given our known contacts: Jackie Spades and her Vorpal knife. Tinker Tailor and her "Time Stone". I'm guessing Tailor might have the better chance for resonating and she's at the Roost.

>>5189559
>“OH, AS LONG AS BIOMASS-HEAVY DAUGHTERS STAY PLANETSIDE, YOUR KIND HAS LITTLE TO WORRY ABOUT FOR THE FORESEEABLE FUTURE.” Leviathan fires back irritably. “EVEN THE FRAGMENTS HAVE POWER ENOUGH FOR THE CRUCIBLES TO COAST A FEW MORE THOUSAND CYCLES ON THE EMBERS OF THE CREATOR’S LIFE, BUT HE—THE ACTUAL ENTITY—WOULD HAVE LONG SUCCUMBED TO THAT WHICH HIS PEOPLE FEARED ABOVE ALL ELSE. IT IS THE VERY ESSENCE OF MORTALITY—A BODY REMAINS, AND CAN BE USED AS FUEL, BUT THE LIFE THAT INHABITED IT IS GONE. THIS, TOO, WAS LIKELY PART OF HIS PUNISHMENT—EVEN IF A SOLUTION WAS ARRIVED AT, HE WOULD NOT BE ALIVE TO BENEFIT FROM IT.”

Well shoot. That's gonna be awkward with our prior ideas of rejiggering the Crucible to becoming something of a symbiotic World Ark system instead of a parasitic mess. But that was before Leviathan gave us a giant lore dump.

>>5189562
Bhop, a question: Where is Yamato and her crew? Are they chugging towards our location full steam ahead?
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>>5189613
(They are, yes.)
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>>5189610
Hang on....Didn't we call in a favor with Jackie for the whole Behemoth problem? Remember our prior interactions with Jackie's Vorpal knife and how we ended up talking with Mara? There's also the fact that Tailor and Francine are at the Roost, conducting experiments on the Fragment of Hope. We've got a fragment of Time, A Fragment of Space, a Fragment of Stability, and a Fragment of Hope. Four Fragments that have users that resonate with them. This would be more than what Leviathan would bargain for if he wished to make a phone call to his dad.

> I just don't want it to take up time we could be spending prepping for Behemoth. Six hours is the schedule for the launch, not for Behemoth's attack. We're on a short time limit.
Technically our negotiations with Leviathan counts as preparation with Behemoth. It's just that negotiations have gone on longer than expected given Cosmic Danger Noodle's verbosity.
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>>5189620
>We've got a fragment of Time, A Fragment of Space, a Fragment of Stability, and a Fragment of Hope. Four Fragments that have users that resonate with them. This would be more than what Leviathan would bargain for if he wished to make a phone call to his dad.
Yeah, we could probably rig up a pretty good cosmophone with that. Tailor and Jackie probably have better resonance with their Fragments than we do, too. We're not exactly dissonant with them, but it's hard to argue that Tailor has better resonance with wanting to have enough time to do everything and Jackie has better resonance with wanting to cut through to the end-state.

>Technically our negotiations with Leviathan counts as preparation with Behemoth. It's just that negotiations have gone on longer than expected given Cosmic Danger Noodle's verbosity.
Fair. But I don't want it to take more time than it needs to. If there are parts that can be diverted until afterward, I'm for that.

Okay, how does this look, then?

>>5189561
Adding to >>5189572

>"Additionally, we might be able to give you more complete data by using multiple Fragments together, some of our allies possess Fragments that I think might be helpful for this purpose. That would take further time, though, to negotiate with them for their assistance, and again is best done after this problem is sorted out. It's your call, if you want to go with that additional delay."
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>>5189624
Hang on. If Ziz and Behemoth also possess Fragments (Naivety and Passion respectively), then we would have a better chance at bringing Behemoth to the negotiating table. Leviathan wants to make a phone call to the Creator, so then why not have everyone gather around for the communion? The mere mention of the Creator will definitely draw Behemoth's attention, and given leviathan's Verbosity, we can shorten his explanations (as well as that of the West Scientists) into a simple layman's terms. "Gather the Fragments so we can make a phone call and talk with your father."

That said. It there may also be a possibility that the Rocket being launched containing a fragment. It may be a secondary reason for Behemoth's irritation.

Man. This is devolving into a giant chain of negotiations if this keeps up.
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>>5189624
Looks good. Gives Leviathan a full spread of his options, we have the upper hand on the negotiating table now that we know his true price in the deal and have the means to sweeten the pot. The additional incentives of additional fragments to strengthen the connection and the idea of dragging Behemoth along for a family phone call, and the presence of all three titans to dissuade the raiders from the fragment of hope would be an easy sell.
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>>5189632
I don't think it's that they have those Fragments as that they're capable of resonating with Fragments of similar nature to them. But Leviathan doesn't want to involve them, anyway, they think their siblings would react poorly to learning about their father's fate. They wouldn't go for it.

Though yeah, maybe there is a Fragment on the rocket, that's not out of the question. I remember BHOP saying way back when that the leader of the Dissociated had an ability to model the future, and that's how they've managed to make so much technological progress so fast, shortcutting past the failed prototypes to the successful versions. At the time I thought it must just be a really good Neuromancy power, but maybe that's a Fragment she's using.
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"How long would that take you? We resonate with two of the Fragments, at least enough to use them, but we are on a time limit.” You start to explain, quickly adding as Leviathan shudders indignantly; “I'm not trying to hold out on you, so if you tell me this is something that can be done fast, then we can do it right here and now. But if it would take some time, would you consent to holding off until our immediate crisis is over? I can show you the Fragments as proof that I'm not trying to swindle you."

“…VERY WELL. THIS IS SOMETHING THAT, DESPITE MY EAGERNESS, WOULD BE FOOLISH TO RUSH THROUGH.” Leviathan relents, relaxing a fraction. “I HAVE WAITED THIS LONG—I CAN WAIT A WHILE LONGER. THE FRAGMENT, IF YOU PLEASE?”

Withdrawing the Silver Key from your dress pocket, you present the chrome sphere to Leviathan’s overwhelming scrutiny as the titan fills your field of vision once more. A few harrowing seconds pass as you watch Leviathan’s eyes narrow, their mouth opening slightly to allow a legion of tendrils to flick at the air before closing it and giving you a satisfied nod.

“I CAN PERCIEVE IT, YES.” The titan declares with a hint of relief.

"Additionally, we might be able to give you more complete data by using multiple Fragments together, some of our allies possess Fragments that I think might be helpful for this purpose.” You continue as you tuck the fragment back in your pocket “That would take further time, though, to negotiate with them for their assistance, and again is best done after this problem is sorted out. It's your call, if you want to go with that additional delay."

Leviathan weighs your words for a few long moments before allowing a dark chuckle to escape their maw.

“…HA. HAHA, I SEE. AND THESE ALLIES, I SUPPOSE THEY’LL BE PRESENT AS WELL WHEN YOU CONFRONT MY BROTHER?” The titan asks, as though they’re putting some great plan together. “ASKING ME TO WAIT UNTIL YOU’VE CONFRONTED BEHEMOTH, BUT RISKING THE POSSIBILITY OF LOSING THE PEOPLE WHO’RE ALREADY ATTUNED TO THE FRAGMENTS I SEEK UNLESS I TAKE ACTION…YOU’RE A SHRED NEGOTIATOR, SHU THE DEFIANT.”

You remain silent, wondering where Leviathan is going with this…it was far from your intention to put the titan in this position. Hell, it was Leviathan that put themself in this position by asking for the fragments in the first place, so why suspect some grand pla-?

“FINE. I WILL ACCOMPANY YOU TO DEAL WITH MY PETULANT BROTHER. THERE’S NO OTHER WAY FOR ME TO GUARANTEE YOUR SAFETY.” They suddenly declare, no room for argument in their tone. “MY EFFICACY MAY BE DEMINISHED SOMEWHAT ON LAND, BUT I CAN STILL WHISK YOU TO SAFETY IF THE NEED ARISES.”

Oh.

…Neat.

Not exactly how you expected things to go, but welcome turn of events, regardless.

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>>5189903

“HOWEVER, A WARNING…” Leviathan adds gravely. “…ENSURING YOUR CONTINUED EXISTENCE IS THE ONLY PROMISE I CAN MAKE, SHOULD MY BROTHER’S TEMPERAMENT TAKE A TURN FOR THE WORSE. OUTRIGHT CONFLICT WOULD RESULT IN EXTREME COLLATERAL DAMAGE AT BEST, AND THIS BODY’S DESTRUCTION AT WORST.”

“Understood…and, for what it’s worth? Thank you for hearing us out on this.” You say with earnest appreciation.

“HM. DON’T THANK ME JUST YET—THIS IS BEHEMOTH WE’RE TALKING ABOUT.” Leviathan mutters as they cast their eyes to the horizon. “AND IT SEEMS YOU HAVE YET MORE FRIENDS ON THEIR WAY TO YOUR RESCUE. COME, LET’S GET THESE EGGS SOMEWHERE SAFER THAN THE OPEN WATERS, SHALL WE?”

Yamato’s sped over to you and your allies, though you’re quick to explain the situation…almost as quick as Musashi and Dorian load the cocoons into the captain’s cargo hold. It’s in short order that you, Gina, Dorian, and Snowbird board Yamato once more, and when you next turn to face Leviathan it’s with a swarmling in hand. A slender thing, it’s longer by far than your usual fare, built to be a miniature replica of its new owner, rendered in inky-black chitin.

“FOR ME? YOU SHOULDN’T HAVE.” Leviathan chuckles as your newly-spawned broodling darts over to land on the titan’s nose.

“That little guy will help us get in contact, and he’s immune to acid.” You explain as Levy’s tendrils dart out to poke and prod experimentally at the construct. “The launch is in less than six hours from now, but I’ve got the feeling that their pre-takeoff routines will be the thing that draws his attention, so we may have need for you sooner than that.”

“OH, ONCE WE’RE DONE HERE I’LL BE ON MY WAY THERE, AND WAIT FOR YOU TO ARRIVE. I’M SURE ONE OF YOUR SKINTALKERS CAN LET THESE ‘DISASSOCIATED’ KNOW THAT I COME IN PEACE?”

“Already on it.” Calypso shouts from the bridge, giving you a thumbs’ up before ducking back inside to confer with her captain.

“LOVELY…NOW, WHILE WE’VE A BIT OF CALM, IS THERE ANYTHING ELSE YOU’D LIKE TO ASK ME?”

Leviathan makes a short sound, almost like a truncated laugh as they add;

“GIVEN YOUR CURRENT TRAJECTORY THE NEXT TIME WE MEET MIGHT BE MESSY, TO SAY THE LEAST.”

>>Ask Leviathan something else that’s on your mind (Write-In).

>>Spend a little more time getting to know Yamato and her crew—getting to this point would’ve been a pain if not for their help, so the least you could do is make some conversation as they ferry you back to shore.

>>Teleport back to the Dragon’s Roost to make your preparations…and see if anyone was bold enough to burgle you in the interim.

>>Write-In

YOU ARE IN CONTROL
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(Voting shall remain open for the next three hours, with posting to resume tomorrow morning at 10AM, Eastern time. Thank you all for your patience and participation, and I wish you a restful evening one and all.)
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>>5189903
>ASKING ME TO WAIT UNTIL YOU’VE CONFRONTED BEHEMOTH, BUT RISKING THE POSSIBILITY OF LOSING THE PEOPLE WHO’RE ALREADY ATTUNED TO THE FRAGMENTS I SEEK UNLESS I TAKE ACTION…YOU’RE A SHRED NEGOTIATOR, SHU THE DEFIANT
Uh, yeah, that was totally my intention. Yep. Master manipulator, here.

In seriousness, the thought did occur to me, but only as a passing idea. I didn't think it would be worth it to try to manipulate Leviathan like that, seemed like it would be too obvious. I guess it's so obvious that it's visible even when not being used, dang. Well hey, Leviathan, if you want to attribute more cunning to my write-in than I had, I am taking it.

>>5189905
Yeah, there's going to be a lot of collateral damage if they come to blows. Ideally they won't. Fighting between them could wind up just as bad as Behemoth intentionally destroying the rocket. Though there is a part of me that wants to see how they fight. We can save that for later, though, when there's nothing nearby we care about.

I'm not sure what to ask Leviathan, right now. Anyone else have any ideas?
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>>5189905
>Contact the Disassociated via the Fuzzbuzz on Cassandra (if available) and make inquiries about any other important "cargo" they may be taking along with their trip. There may be something within that rocket that might have drawn Behemoth's ire.

>Teleport back to the Dragon’s Roost to make your preparations…and see if anyone was bold enough to burgle you in the interim, if no robberies have occurred, return to enjoy the boat ride. But be on-call should a raid happen
Priority 1. Ideally, Ziz's roosting on our house would be a big enough deterrent against would-be raiders, but Ziz for all the terrifying big birb he is, is still a naive soul.

any thoughts on the current plan of action? As much as I want to take my time here, we have known unknowns running amok. I'm all for taking our time once the homefront is secured.

>>5189925
It was up to Leviathan to take which offer he wanted. If he wanted to be greedy and go for a more secure phone-call at the cost of more risk, then it would be his decision. Can't fault him for wanting a greedier option. Given how he calculated his own costs, he must've wagered that the cost-risk is worth the payout. Admittedly, we could've caved early and handed him what he wanted there and now, but given how we kept pressing him for specifics and his general verbosity...well...

>I'm not sure what to ask Leviathan, right now. Anyone else have any ideas?
Given his implied age, maturity, and seniority, we could ask about the more specifics about his siblings. Behaviors, interesting times, the times where they actually had to come to the defense of the strain. What about his time when watching his Creator at work?

We've gotten much of the big LORE from Leviathan.
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(When Leviathan gets monologuing at the slightest provocation.)
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>>5189932
I think we should wait to call the Dissociated until we're back home and getting everything sorted out. Just so that we're centralized and have access to all our allies immediately. But that's just an order of operations sort of thing. We definitely should talk to them, establish that we're getting a team together to help deal with Behemoth.

>We've gotten much of the big LORE from Leviathan.
Yeah, that's sort of my problem. I want to talk to Leviathan, they seem like they have a lot of interesting things to learn, but I'm not sure whether there's anything that's a priority right now. It might be best to teleport back immediately. Maybe just leave them on "Oh, there's plenty I want to ask, but time is short" and teleport back.
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>>5189905
Vote;
>Teleport back to the Dragon’s Roost to make your preparations…and see if anyone was bold enough to burgle you in the interim.

sadly while i did actually find the time to try and at least vote at work, some knucklehead got the area range banned so i couldn't. bastard, let me get banned on my own!
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>>5189941
Ooph. Sorry to hear that, anon. It's always frustrating dealing with a rangeban.
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>>5189934
Gah, no wonder why the other siblings can't get along with Levi. He's the sort of being that loves to hear himself talk.

>>5189941
oof. There's always that one faggot. Is the your schedule bearable at least?

>>5189940
If anything, I think it's more important that when we confront Behemoth, we'll have to make it clear that it is Shu who's initiating, leading, and maintaining the dialogue. Levi's too verbose for Behemoth's temper and Ziz is too kind to reprimand Behemoth.
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>>5189905
>>Write-In
>"Oh, there's plenty I'd like to ask, but I still have things to sort out. I'll have to take a rain check on that, Leviathan. Next time we meet will be messy, but let's see if we can make it a bit less chaotic. I still have to pay you, after all."
>Also go and thank Yamato for ferrying you out into dangerous waters. She was getting paid by Paloma, but we're still thankful for it. Give her a FuzzBuzz with a nautical cap and the fuzz on its face exaggerated to look like a beard.
>Then, teleport back home to the Dragon's Roost to continue with preparations and coordinating with allies.

Also, while I don't think Shu would know Space Battleship Yamato references and would just be making a nautical and "captainly" FuzzBuzz, I declare this FuzzBuzz's name to be Buzzo Okita. He shall captain the great Yamato on its way to the stars.

>>5189949
>If anything, I think it's more important that when we confront Behemoth, we'll have to make it clear that it is Shu who's initiating, leading, and maintaining the dialogue. Levi's too verbose for Behemoth's temper and Ziz is too kind to reprimand Behemoth.
Yeah. Not "we got your siblings here to yell at you", but "we want you to stop and to prove how serious we are we asked your siblings for help". Behemoth needs to be focusing on the tiny humans, preferably Shu but if one of our friends has a salient point to make, let them. Dorian might, actually. We were all thinking Rath would bond best because of the whole temper thing, but Dorian can relate to the experience of trying to make an emotionally-distant father proud. The sad thing is that Behemoth probably had a better relationship with his dad than Dorian did.
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>>5189942
indeed.

>>5189949
its.. acceptable.
10 and a half hours (ten but with a 30min lunch), but i get fridays off, so its acceptable for the extra day.
but its also basically assembly line work. ive built over 130 of the exact same thing over the past two days alone... needless to say, im looking into audiobooks or something to stop myself from going insane.

>>5189932
as for the actual quest and actions? best bet is of course trying to talk him down... second is focusing wholly on a double angle maneuver; first is just trying to slow if not stop him. dont even try to beat him, nor do we need to, all we can and need to do is slow him down enough for the launch to happen. Second is distraction. somehow, someway, make someone seem impressive enough to catch his attention and be worth focusing on instead of the launch. but i do question the moral ethicacy of asking anyone to do that.
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>>5189953
>>5189905

>I declare this FuzzBuzz's name to be Buzzo Okita. He shall captain the great Yamato on its way to the stars.

Only if Yamato is the one who Christens this Fuzzbuzz the proposed name.

Also. I propose that the buzzing of this Fuzzbuzz's wingbeats mimicks the opening notes of the theme song of Spacebattleship Yamato upon his birth. Shu won't get the reference but the others would. That'll probably get the crew and Leviathan to start singing along in merriment. Although then comes the big question: Japanese lyrics or english lyrics?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w6LFkMniuTk
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uEy1gGn8UZg
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>>5189963
I figure someone on the crew will name Fuzzo Okita at some point. Not sure it would be Yamato herself, but one of them will make the joke. Actually, I think the joke would work best if Shu didn't intend for the FuzzBuzz to have the fluff beard, but if it just starts growing that way after a little bit. Maybe the name comes first based just on the hat, and then one of the crew starts styling his fluff into a beard.
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>>5189905
Supporting >>5189953.
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>>5189941
>>5189958
(Sorry you had to deal with the range ban and some mind-numbing work, but I hope you can get into some good podcasts or audio books to help alleviate the latter.)

>>5189963
(Oh, this is magnificent.)
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>>5190191
>>5189964
Buzzo Okita or Fuzzo Okita?

Wait. Admiral Fuzzo B. Okita.
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>>5190236
Works for me. Alternatively, he could be Juzo O-bee-ta. Really, there are a lot of dumb bee jokes we could go with, and I expect Yamato's crew to alternate between them at a whim.
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>>5189905

"Oh, there's plenty I'd like to ask, but I still have things to sort out. I'll have to take a rain check on that, Leviathan.” You answer, heaving a regretful sigh. “Next time we meet will be messy, but let's see if we can make it a bit less chaotic. I still have to pay you, after all."

‘INDEED YOU DO…BUT SOMETHING TELLS ME YOU’RE A DAUGHTER OF YOUR WORD.” The Apocalypse Amalgam says appraisingly before turning their attentions to the ship’s bridge. “YAMATO? A PLEASURE, ONCE AGAIN.”

“The pleasure is all ours, Levy.” Yamato counters with a smile that carries through her dozens of speakers.

“Leviathan.” Snowbird unexpectedly intones. “You expressed an interest in my frame earlier. Is that also something we will leave for later?”

“HM? OH, YES! YES, I DID!” The titan exclaims excitedly. “IT CAN CERTAINLY WAIT, BUT I APPRECIATE THE REMINDER!”

At that Snowbird gives a polite bow, and you’re surprised when Leviathan respectfully bows to you and she, in kind. “WE’LL BE SEEING EACH OTHER AGAIN, SOON. UNDER LESS THAN PLEASANT CRCUMSTANCES, TO BE SURE…BUT EVEN IN THAT, I SUPPOSE THERE’S SOMETHING TO LOOK FORWARD TO~”

You wouldn’t say conversing with a colossus while you’re balancing atop a piece of bony driftwood in a churning sea of scalding acid ‘pleasant’, but to each their own. Your allies and Yamato’s bid Leviathan farewell before you stride over to the bridge, to give the captain your appreciation in person and grant them the gift that just squirmed from beneath one shoulder blade.

“Captain Yamato? I wanted to thank you for ferrying us out into such dangerous waters. I know you said that Paloma paid for our fares, but my family and I are still grateful for your crew going out of their way.”

“As I told Levy, the pleasure is all ours—I understand you’re something of a legend, and our rather large Amalgam friend has clearly taken a shine to us both, it seems.” Yamato muses, her eyes widening as you reveal a small FuzzBuzz that boasts a little nautical cap forged from chitin. “Oh, what’s this?”

“Something of a tradition, actually. A gift, and one you can use to contact me if you ever need anything.” You explain as the little guy flits over to Calypso’s arms, to the girl’s utter delight. “We call them ‘FuzzBuzz’, but you’re welcome to name him whatever you like.”

Yamato’s about to utter a few more words of polite appreciation before Calypso’ practically in your face. “Okay, so, weird question—can you give him, like, a ‘lil beard?”

“Uh…sure?” You say, reaching out and fashioning him a silvery beard, thin strands of gossamer wings serving to making a rather bushy (and adorable) facial accessory.

“Behold!” I dub him Admiral Fuzzo B. Okita!” Calypso proudly declares, thrusting the good Admiral up to Yamato’s nearest eyeball.

“…I’m never going to hear the end of this, am I?” The ship-girl sighs.

(Continued)
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>>5190746

Yamato instructs Calypso to get in contact with Paloma to arrange for handing off the cocoons that’re safely tucked in the cargo hold, with the captain understanding your haste. You and yours bid Yamato farewell for now, and her crew returns the pleasantry in kind…although they’re all a little distracted, thanks to you. Yamato’s rough-and-tumble crew are currently engrossed in fighting over Admiral FuzzBu-…Admiral Okita, cooing over him like a gaggle of excited schoolgirls.

The reference is lost on you, but you’re glad they appreciate it, at least.

Escher’s Gear whisks you back home, and as Snowbird excuses herself to rejoin Ziz’s side, and it’s only after a few moments of silence that you realize something’s off.

“Where is everybody?” You ask aloud, and you get your answer when Francine steps out from the Forge room, dusting off her hands as she speaks.

“Ah, good to have you back, Darlings. Uzu and the others are in their room, November’s ensuring the Geschoss is in tip-top shape, and Rath and Amara are outside with talking with our new arrivals.”

“Arrivals?”

“Our burglars, apparently.” Francine drolly replies.

A few short seconds and long strides later, you and Gina are outside amid the familiar rust-red shacks that make up the town you took shelter in so long ago. True to Francine’s word, Rath and Amara are chatting with a Daughter that stands only a f inches taller than your redhead, with a team of four others hanging back at the edge of town.

“Hey, Rath. What’s all this?” You ask, trying your best to keep confusion out of your voice as you approach with a smile.

“These? Well, these are the fine folks who took that contract we were told about. One of them, anyway.” The brawler says, nodding over to the distant group, one of whom even gives you a little wave as Rath directs your attention to the other girl. “Shu? Meet Lonicera. Loni, meet Shu.”

The Daughter that stands before you is undoubtedly an Unnatural Predator, though one with the decidedly rarer flora-based mutation. She’s without clothing, though there’s no titillation to the fact—her body’s little more than a loose configuration of vines and half-open buds, the left half of her face the only part of her that remains decidedly human, while the right’s overcome with a brilliant flower whose patterns fluctuate with tell-tale Neuromancy. There’s flashes of furtive movement in her body and limbs, and more than one you catch sight of a bird darting between her branches. Meeting her single bright green eye, you do your best to putting on a winning smile despite your utter confusion.

“Lonicera, to what do we owe this visit?”

(Continued)
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>>5190747

“Burglary. Or it was, ‘til we realized who it was we’d be burglin’ from.” The Unnatural Predator replies with a thick southern drawl. “Me an’ my girls are a business-minded company, not assholes. We don’t have a Skintalker, so when we rolled up and realized who our mark was, we figured it best to warn you ‘bout what was goin’ on just in case you were unawares.”

This is…not at all what you expected, but it’s not an unwelcome surprise.

“I appreciate your….candor.” You admit, honestly. “We’d heard some rumblings and expected to have some visitors soon, though I’m glad you saw fit to speak to us first, Loni.”

“We’re just one of the groups that took the contract on your home. ‘Course, we didn’t know it were *your* home. We just got the Waystation coordinates as part of the set-up, and it was old Delis who recognized the town from a Skinternet vid one of her friends showed her.”

The distant Daughter waves again as her commander continues; “We’ll get outta your way, but I just wanted to let you know that there’s probably at least two other crews on their way. We were hopin’ to beat them to the punch since they like to take their time with prep-work, but like I said—when we saw it was your home, we called it off. We’re on our way to return the down payment after this. Don’t want that sorta bio on our hands if we can help it.”

“Thank you for the head’s-up, Lonicera. Given everything we’ve got on our plate? It’s much appreciated.”

“Just a friendly warnin’, is all.” The girl laughs, the myriad of bids nesting in her chest cavity twtting in harmony. “My girls an’ I appreciate what you’re doin’—we’re just trying to get by, but we’re sure as hell not gonna be the ones who make life harder for the one who’s trying to clean up this whole meaty mess.”

>>Part ways with Loni, and focus on making your preparations for Behemoth.

>>Well, since she’s here…see if you can sweeten the deal for Loni. You’ll pay her to stick around and help fend off either of the other two groups that may be on their way.

>>If Loni’s telling the truth, then maybe send her Paloma’s way if she and her girls are looking for honest work.

>>Ask Lonicera if she knows anything else about the other two groups that may be on their way—abilities, methods, timing. Anything might help.

>>Write-In

YOU ARE IN CONTROL
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(Voting shall remain open for the next four hours, with posting to resume in five. I do hope everyone’s week is going well.)
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>>5190748
First:
>>Ask Lonicera if she knows anything else about the other two groups that may be on their way—abilities, methods, timing. Anything might help.
Then, unless something new and intersting comes up:
>>If Loni’s telling the truth, then maybe send her Paloma’s way if she and her girls are looking for honest work.

Paying them to help us defend this place does not sound like a too bad idea either, but I am not sure if we can trust them with that, based on just a short conversation. But I am not completely against it if other anons think it would be better.
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>>5190748
>>Ask Lonicera if she knows anything else about the other two groups that may be on their way—abilities, methods, timing. Anything might help.
>>Write-In
>Also if she knows anything about who posted the job. They almost certainly used a proxy, but was there anything in the post suggesting details about them?
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>>5190756
Oh yeah, forgot about that, asking about who posted it is a good idea.
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(Pushing the update back by one hour, work is rather intense today.)
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>>5190748

“Lonicera, do you know anything else about the other two groups that may be on their way?” You ask, seeing a potential informant. “Abilities, methods, timing. Anything might help.”

“Yeah, I got a pretty good idea of who else took the job.” Loni admits, waving off her crew as they start to draw a little closer, no doubt as a sign of good faith and to allay their own concerns. “One group’s made up of heavy-hitters called the Breaker’s Dozen. Focus on demolition and full-blown offense. More of a loose collection of violent sociopaths than a proper team, but that doesn’t stop ‘em from getting the job done. There’s only eight of ‘em, so the name’s kind of a misnomer.”

“Sound like my kinda gals.” Rath mutters, only half-joking.

“And the others?” You prompt, ignoring your ally’s comment.

"Sneaky bunch that go by the Hassan, supposedly led by someone of the same name.” Lonicera explains, shifting what little weight she has as her flock briefly chirp in protest. “They’re renowned for their skill with wet works and infiltration, but as far as I know they’ve turned down any contracts that involved trying to filch Mara’s stuff…then again, that was when Mara was still around. If they’re on their way to you, they’re not gonna make it obvious. Hell, if I were them I’d wait until the Dozen got around to making some noise and then move in…but hey, what do I know?”

“What about the one who posted the contract in the first place?” You continue, and Loni shakes her head.

“You’d have to have that out with the girl who gets us our contracts. She’s the Skintalker. Best we’ve got with us is some combat-focused Neuromancy. Whoever it was, though, was ready to pay through the nose to make it happen. Smells like some old money, to me. Someone who’s been around a while to be able to throw around that sorta coin without batting an eye.”

“Duly noted.” You sigh, planting your hands on your hips as you size up the situation. “Sounds like you and your girls are looking for honest work. I’ve got a contact who’d be in the market for your skills, if you’re in the market for it?”

“Wh-…y-yeah, of course!” The other girl stammers, taken aback by your offer. “Steady work’s hard to come by, and honest work at that?”

You nod and smile, all the while the seconds are ticking away in the back of your mind.

Seconds to minutes.

Minutes to hours.

Five remain.

Use them wisely.

>>Make plans for intercepting Behemoth—Relic loadouts, contact, and logistics. It’s go time (Choose Intercept Team and Defense Team, in addition to any other pre-conflict preparations.)

>>You’re running short on time, but there’s one or two more places/persons you need to touch base with (Write-In).

>>Write-In

YOU ARE IN CONTROL
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(Voting shall remain open for the next four hours, with posting to resume tomorrow at 10AM, Eastern time. I wish you all a restful evening, and take care!)
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>>5190976
Well shit. We've got a group of 8 rabble rousers who go in loud and a team of infiltrators.

They'll likely use the opportunity to play each other off in order to achieve maximum break-in.

Breaker's dozen will likely be the bigger distraction while the Hassans will be the bigger threat.

It's also likely that those two are handed contracts made by the same person who intentionally kept them in the dark about who they're hired by.

>Contact the Disassociated via the Fuzzbuzz on Cassandra (if available) and make inquiries about any other important "cargo" they may be taking along with their trip. There may be something within that rocket that might have drawn Behemoth's ire.

I don't have enough time to get into the specifics of the relic loadout and details because I'm leaving for work soon, but I do want to forward the news to our allies on our incoming raiders and get some more information out of the skinternet.

Not enough time for me to fully plan for the whole preparation against behemoth. We'll also be dividing our forces in two. One for homefront defense while the other ensures negotiations/confrontations with Behemoth. This will be a very delicate balance.

Amara should be spawning clones for home front defense. Not sure about Nerada, but I also think she should be informed of the upcoming situation's development.

That's all I've got for now. I need to ready myself for work.

Also, I'm not sure if we'll be able to get any meaningful prep discussion in the voting window allotted given how our usual participants are more occupied as of late with the schedule changes and whatnot.
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>>5190988
(You know what? You're absolutely right. Would everyone be open to having discussion time open until 10AM tomorrow, with posting going live at 12PM, Eastern time?)
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>>5190976
ETA on Raiders?

And have our contacted allies arrived at the roost? The Midnight Crew? Julia? Ivey and her crew? Any others allies that I have missed?
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>>5190992
(Raiders soon, unless they're stalling for some reason.)

(Allies arriving by next update - Midnight Crew, Ivey and Hyenas, Julia, and few other surprises.)
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>>5190991
I'm open for having discussion time open until 10 am. I can't say for the others, but I'm sure they'll be in agreement. This is a big BIG event that's happening here. Likely to be on par with Spiraling Fear in terms of the amount of moving parts involved.
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>>5190991
Works for me, sure.
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>>5190976
Do the Dissociated actually know we're coming? I'm not sure if anyone ever got around to telling them that. We certainly didn't, but maybe Paloma or Orwell called them offscreen? If not, I vote for that.

>>5190988
We should bring some people with good relocation abilities to meet with Behemoth. I think that would be crucial, even with Leviathan offering to help get us out of the way should things go bad. So Shu and Rath should stash a Rook and a Radiant Boil in a safe spot that they can teleport back to, and Dorian as well for fast running. Maybe November as well, since she has rocket boosters, but she's probably better suited for base defense. Her guns aren't big enough to annoy Behemoth, but a railgun shot to the face should deter the Breaker's Dozen.

On the topic of base defense, I think leaving Gina there is a good move. She's got pretty good stealth and sensory options, she can guard against the Hassan. Amara would be a good option, too, she's our sensory expert and can cover a dozen angles at once. Get Nerada in on it, too, they can work together with Nerada literally shadowing her. Have Nerada be every shadow in the base, in fact.
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>>5191021
(The Disassociated do know, yes.)
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>>5191059
Oh, good. It would just be awkward if we showed up with all these people and two additional giant monsters in tow, and nobody bothered to tell the Dissociated that we were here to help. It would really screw up the operation.
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>>5190976
hrm... not sure what all to do.
im half tempted to put out a.. i dont want to say 'hit', but basically say 'Anyone who can take on and hold up those coming after us, we're willing to owe you a favor if you'll do so.'
but feels way too impersonal for us. the only issues is, we've got overlapping issues both of significant importance we otherwise really are running ourselves too thin trying to cover both, even with allies (obviously n part just cause even slowing Behemoth might take nigh all we can muster, maybe.)

I guess those 'surprises' next update will probably decide some things. shame the range ban means i wont get to deliberate come then.

regardless, i guess my vote is;
>While allies gather in, hear from those currently present their thoughts and suggestions... on both issues now overlapping you.
>>You're own input would be at the end, and currently involve of course trying to talk down Behemoth first, then secondly a mix of dropping Behemoth into the biggest pit ever utterly layered with methods made to slow him down, mixed with dumping resources on the best candidate to make them into a 'beacon' his want for a worthy fight simply cannot ignore, and possibly make him forget the launch is even happening. You volunteer first, not because you wont let anyone else, but because its such a dangerous idea you cant put it on the table without being willing to do it yourself.
>>As for the raiders... though it may be a complication, it may still be best if the object of their aims was with you while you confronted Behemoth, instead of where its pulling resources away. They may still try to go for it, but you can at least punish them for trying by possibly using Behemoth against them should they try.
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>>5191021
Okay, further thoughts: Bring the Midnight Crew with us to meet Behemoth. The Vorpal Knife means that Jackie can teleport her crew out if things get hinky, and a combination of Ace's defenses and Keane's healing should reduce potential lethality greatly.

The Barbers are probably best on base defense, if only for Sia's agnosia field. Infiltration is probably a lot harder when you lose the ability to distinguish objects from each other. Sugar and Rosa can also roll hard against the Breakers, and Betty's elasticity might mean she can peer through the cracks in our walls that people might try to get in through.

I'm not sure where to put the Hyenas. We really only know one of their capabilities, Razor's big monster transformation. But they're an experienced crew, so if we need help planting traps for Behemoth, they can probably do it.

If Magnus shows up with a giant robot, then absolutely send him to deal with Behemoth. Even if it's ineffectual, just the opportunity to wrestle a kaiju with his mecha will just satisfy him so much. Side note: We should introduce him to Yamato.

I don't know where to put the Dream Team. If Spiritus Ex Testa's latest upgrade means that the Spiraling Fear counts for the "full extent" of Uzu's powers, then we should send her to Behemoth duty. But she might need Uzu to fuse with for that, and we can't make other people's Dream Daughters into Spirit Shells. Yet, at least.

>>5191092
That's an idea. How would we transport the Fragment, though? It's pretty big. Get Ziz to carry it?
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>>5190976
>>Write-In
>Get a report from Orwell and Amara on Behemoth's latest activity. How riled up is he? What path is he taking?
>Check with Rath about what sort of munitions she's been able to make in this short time. What sort of trap would they be useful for?
>Confer with allies about our plan of attack, should peaceful communication break down. The most obvious answer is to distract Behemoth into chasing after us into a trap zone while his siblings wrestle him down, but we are open to other options.
>Also discuss the viability of relocating the Hope Fragment to a more secure location, or even bringing it with us to Behemoth. Any solution that cuts down on how many people need to be left to guard it improves our odds. is it possible?
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>>5191096
probably just a spoke. I mean ,we had to get it to the Roost in the first place somehow afterall.
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>>5191155
Yeah, but we'd want it to stay mobile, otherwise all we've done is moved the stationary point we're defending to someplace less well-fortified. More chaotic, too, but that doesn't necessarily help us. The Dozen are crazy and might be willing to charge a battlefield, and the Hassan could take advantage of that chaos to grab it.

Actually, wait, how are these teams planning on moving the Fragment? Escher's Gear is either unique or extremely rare. If they can't teleport it with a spoke, how are they getting it contained and moved? Maybe they've got vehicles? We should be on guard for that, then, it would be a good sign of their presence. If someone shows up with a truck big enough to carry the Fragment, that's our assailants.
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>>5191180
eh, i kinda disagree.
having to potentially deal with Behemoth is in and of itself such an increase in risk that it might hold them off. even if it doesn't, it certainly doesn't make it easier on them to steal at all, given the threat just being there would cause them. it doesn't need to be mobile, just well positioned.at worst/best, we could be prepared to teleport it under Behemoth should they go for it. leave them out to dry in the middle of the path of a raging anti-Crucible-destroyer mountain that gets angry at the very notion of 'chill'.

you are right though, regardless of where we take it, it is odd they are so prepared to just grab it. then again, we dont actually know they are. think Paloma still said what did get out wasn't 100% perfect info, and to be fair to them this absolutely is the hardest to move/contain fragment we have found by far, so they may of had good reason to be underprepared for it. even the one Snowbird and Ziz found for all its issues wouldn't actually be that hard to pick up and move in terms of actually physically interacting with it from what we have heard. the one we're storing just happens to specifically make that difficult.
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>>5191207
>>5191180
Any word on the Disassociated and the possibility of them holding a Fragment in their Cargo? I still want to make an inquiry into their plans so that their odds of getting targeted is lowered.
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>>5191299
BHOP said that they have been contacted, so they know we're coming to help. But no, we don't know if there might be a particular reason that Behemoth is angry at them, or if he's just generally pissed off about the ship. We should ask.
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>>5191021
>We should bring some people with good relocation abilities to meet with Behemoth. I think that would be crucial, even with Leviathan offering to help get us out of the way should things go bad. So Shu and Rath should stash a Rook and a Radiant Boil in a safe spot that they can teleport back to, and Dorian as well for fast running
We will need multiple back-up points of those instant Teleportation type fallback points. Singular won't cut it given Behemoth's bulk and Aoe. On a side note: Given that the idea of having Rath wield Eden's East, the Ignition Gauntlets could theoretically be handed to Julia given her melee focus.

This next update may be our last chance for getting all the information consolidated from our allies and such before we fully dive into full preparation mode. We'll need more information on the would-be raiders. Given that they've already got a squad title and a reputation, their information, services, and profiles should be on the skinternet, although I'm uncertain if there's enough time.

Speaking of allies, I wonder what other few surprise allies we'll receive...
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>>5191326
>We will need multiple back-up points of those instant Teleportation type fallback points. Singular won't cut it given Behemoth's bulk and Aoe.
True. Shu and Rath can leave a dozen of those around the area if need be, though the rest of the party doesn't have our teleportation. They'd need to get ferried by Jackie with her Vorpal Blade or carried by Dorian. Or Sugar, she was pretty fast, too. But yes, let's be as mobile as possible.

>On a side note: Given that the idea of having Rath wield Eden's East, the Ignition Gauntlets could theoretically be handed to Julia given her melee focus.
Works for me. If Julia is in a situation where punching Behemoth is a good idea, things are already going bad, but let's give her the best tools for that scenario we can.

>This next update may be our last chance for getting all the information consolidated from our allies and such before we fully dive into full preparation mode. We'll need more information on the would-be raiders. Given that they've already got a squad title and a reputation, their information, services, and profiles should be on the skinternet, although I'm uncertain if there's enough time.
Yeah, that sounds good. There might not be time for it, but if there is, let's get what's available.

>Speaking of allies, I wonder what other few surprise allies we'll receive...
Let's see, who are we friends with who isn't already involved? There's Lara, the people of Laoc, the Arcadians, Amara's friends in the Lords of the Flies, the Altered Altar, all the other little groups Mara founded, and now Yamato and her crew but if she was going to show up I think it would have been mentioned already. I'm putting my money on the Arcadians, if only because Magnus was building a super robot and if there's any time it would be dramatically appropriate to bring out a super robot, it's when we're dealing with an angry kaiju.
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>>5190976
Adding to >>5191131

>While planning, get any details the Skinternet has on the Dozen and Hassan, assuming that won't take focus away from other tasks our Skintalkers are dedicated to.

You know, I like the idea of giving Amara the Verbum Pravuil core for boosting her Skintalking, but it occurs to me it might be good to give it to another party member not for spellcasting but just to put another person on info gathering duty. Split the load some more.
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>>5191365
The question then remains: Who will be the recipient? The bigger question: Where will we get the needed level-up points? We've already spent the majority of our feast with the whole team, what's left is Julia's share.
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>>5191386
I don't necessarily mean right now. Just as a general plan to do at some point.
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(Still writing as this updates on the larger end, everyone. Thank you for bearing with me.)
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You exchange a few more pleasantries with Lonicera, asking Amara to get her in contact with Paloma before parting ways, for now. You’re so immersed in the details of your burgeoning plan that it’s Amara’s exclamation that snaps you back to reality…and not a moment too soon, to witness a sight for sore eyes.

“JULIA!” Your ward yells, dashing forward as your teammate emerges from the Waystation. The Flesh Artisan’s comfortable out of her skin, her red musculature clad in a leather jacket and a pair of pants no doubt lent by the Hyenas, and a force nearly two-dozen strong follow your old friend out of the portal’s shadow. Ivey’s at their forefront, the Unnatural Predator towering above everyone else present with her wiry physique and her snarling grin, a cigarette dangling from her lips. A wispy girl’s just behind Julia, the Neuromancer or Conduit by the looks of it—Andromeda, you presume, though it’s the girl that brings up the group’s rear that gives you pause.

Jeraha strides off to one side, intently scanning the ramshackle town before her until her gaze settles on you, the Mayor of Laoc giving you a business-like nod at your approach, though it’s Julia who beats everyone to the punch as she takes two steps forward to hug you and Amara, both.

“It’s s-so good to see you both! I know it was n-not that long ago, b-but still!”

“I wish it were under better circumstances, but I’ll take what I can get.” You smile,

“Circumstances won’t improve until we end this, and Behemoth is yet another tally to be checked. What’s the situation, and where do you neeOHMYGOD!”

Laoc’s leader nearly hits the deck when she realizes Ziz is perched on the cliffs just behind her, and the titan sheepishly ruffles her feathers as Snowbird gives the group a sharp salute.

“They’re with us, Jeraha.” You hastily explain. “They’re here to help.”

“Ha! Never change, my friend!” Ivey cackles, throwing an arm around your shoulder and nearly yanking you off balance as she pulls you in for a side-hug. “So, who else we got? Not that we *need* anyone else with my girls and Jules here, but-“

“Isn’t it obvious?” Calls out a voice that curls around a smile like a knife’s edge. “She’s saved the best for last.”

Jackie slips from the darkness of the Waystation like a shadow, herself, followed by the rest of the Midnight Crew…but she’s hardly alone. The Barbers follow behind, with the groups’ leader Rosa is positively beside herself with the array of legends she’s currently surrounded with, while Sugar looks…half-asleep, actually. Paloma, Em, and Magnus bring up the rear, the Ikean Fortress’ leader beaming as she strides over to meet you but finding herself quickly outpaced.

“I’d say we have to stop meeting like this, but where’d the fun be in that?” Jackie smiles, her long legs carrying her to you as she rests her sword-arm on the hilt buried in her chest.

(Continued)
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>>5191653

“Orwell and Amara told me what’s going on, and I’ve got a team researching the Breakers and Hassan, both.” Paloma quickly informs you, spinning around in place to get a quick lay of the land and the forces you’ve assembled. Em remains silent as she eyes the crowd, the dark-haired girl now fully-clad in a bulky calcite armor, her bastard sword slung over one shoulder and cracking as it continually shifts in shape and edge, as though spoiling for a fight.

“Good day, Defiant. You look well.” Magnus says, stepping forward with a handshake at the ready.

“I don’t believe you, but I appreciate the sentiment regardless.” You reply with a smile, taking the Artisan’s powerful hand in yours with a weary shake.

“I speak the truth. Now, my sister is ready to meet us on-site when a plan takes shape.” Magnus intones, hands folded primly behind his back and reminding you of another gentleman you know. “Has one been decided upon?”

“Not quite. We were going to wait until everyone arrived before we hammered out the details, so we’d know exactly what we were working with.” You sigh, glancing around at the forces that’ve gathered to defend the launch…and you’re not the only one.

“Can….is-…autogra-“ Rose mutters under her breath, overwhelmed by everyone present until Sia places a hand on her friend’s shoulder.

“There will be time enough for that, later.” The Neuromancer says, the shifting static that is her face flickering as she whirls on her group’s Flesh Artisan. “Sugar? If you so much as lick one person here, I swear to god I’ll caramelize your tongue.”

Sugar freezes, the tip of her outstretched tongue mere centimeters from Ivey’s abs.

“Oh, she doesn’t have to stop on my account.” The Hyena’s leader chuckles as Julia pointedly ignores them, choosing to focus on you instead.

“Is th-this everyone?” She asks, and you nod before turning to Gina.

“GG, could you-?”

“I’ll go get the table ready.” She winks, the ground carrying her off to your home’s entrance as you turn to address the crowd.

“Thank you…all of you, for being here today. It means more than words can express.” You begin, sighing as you look to each and every one of the Daughters that’ve come to your aid. “I’m not going to lie—I’m hoping for a peaceful resolution, but the more I learn about Behemoth the narrower that chance looks. But from where I’m standing? We’ve got some of the best and brightest the Crucible has to off-“

“Uh, you might wanna save the speech, Defiant. You’ve got a few stragglers.” Ivey interrupts, eyes locked on something behind you. You turn, following her line of sight to find a chrome vessel scuttling towards you, slithering across the fleshscape like some kind of centipede-like shuttlebus. It comes to a stop before you, its midsection sliding open to reveal a face you never thought you’d see again…

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>>5191654

“It has been some time, Defiant Huntress.” Cassandra smiles, the slate-grey eyes of the disembodied face cast in steel and wires settling on you with a warmth you didn’t think metal could convey. “It does this Daughter good to see you again.”

“Cassandra, what-…it’s good to see you too, but what are you doing here?” You falter, glancing from her to the massive vehicular arthropod that carried her here. “I thought you’d be on the ship getting ready for takeoff?”

“I have been watching you, my dear.” Cassandra replies, her smile soft and kind despite the artificiality of her form. Every path that’s presented itself before you, every avenue you choose to take…I saw them. I thought, with my powers, I knew you. But still, you continued to surprise this old soul with your kindness and conviction…things I realize I’d chosen to leave behind.”

“Speak for yourself, Cassandra—I’m here to help you ensure our project gets off the ground!”

With a voice like needles and scurrying things, Director Scola Pendra steps out from behind the other Daughter’s ear, her segmented neck carrying her head a bit higher to scan the crowd. “Is Francine not with you? I’d hoped to see the look on her face when we arrived in such a magnificent creation. Ah, no matter…”

She turns to shout into the bowels of the cavernous transport; “Start unloading, everyone! Separate piles for lethal and non-lethal munitions on the double, if you please! We only have so long before the operation begins, and I want a list of resonance numbers and double-checked artillery in my hands two minutes from now!”

“Wh-…what is all this, Cassandra?” You demand as a legion of asymmetric Daughters start pouring out in droves, two by two and carrying massive crates under Director Pendra’s sharp eye. “I don’t understand.”

“I said I have been watching you…but I have not been the only one.” Cassandra says, carrying herself forward on a bed of undulating wires to make way for Pendra’s forces. “As we toiled to escape a world consumed by violence and bloodshed, many turned a blind eye to those fighting to make it a world worth living in. But there were some who saw your path and those it inspired as a cascade of hope, the likes of which created a schism in our organization…and so, those of like mind decided upon a new course of action.

Cassandra smiles, an expression of hope and acceptance in equal measure as she declares; “We will fight to ensure our fellow Disassociated will have safe passage to continue their great work among the stars…and so, too, shall we ensure you can do the same on our home planet.”

You…you have no words.

“You’re right Jack—she *did* save the best for last.” Quinn remarks from somewhere behind you, shooting her friend a smirk.

“Shut up.” Jackie fires back with a scowl.

[GG?] You call out over the Crimson Cord. [We’re going to need a bigger table]

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>>5191657

The Dragon’s Roost is the most crowded it’s ever been as the united forces and representatives of the Defiants, Midnight Crew, Barbers, Ikean Fortress, Arcadia, and Disassociated gather around the largest war table Gina could fashion. Its surface is a sleek onyx that reflects the faces of all present, and as you pass Cassandra to take your place at the head of the table, you can’t help but notice the frayed and broken cables dangling from behind the Daughter’s form. Clearing your throat, you quickly debrief the crowd on the obstacles you collectively face before opening the conversation to all present.

“I’d like to save my own input until I’ve heard from everyone. Now as I said earlier, I’d prefer to resolve the Behemoth issue through discussion…but barring that, I need to know where we are with our offensive options. Rath, could you get the discussion started on that topic?”

“Thought you’d never ask, Shu.” Your brawler-slash-tinkerer grins, leaning forward from between Francine and November. “I got enough fire-and-forget Relics to make Behemoth’s day a living hell, in both explosive and sonic flavors depending on how much of a dick he wants to be before we start trading blows…although, full disclosure? I figured we were just gonna drop his ass in a pit.”

“Pits are kind of our go-to, now that I think about it.” November hums thoughtfully.

“I’ve brought several dozen cases of munitions to provide both close-to-mid range fire support, as well as ten pieces of long-range artillery.” Director Pendra declares proudly, casting an eye towards Francine for any sign of a reaction…there’s none, as the good doctor’s still regarding Cassandra with a level of surprise. “I made sure to pack deterrent-class rounds as well, once Cassandra informed me of your proclivity for mercy.”

“Much appreciated, and I have to admit that the pits haven’t steered us wrong before…” You sigh, turning to your ward with a serious expression. “…Amara, do you and Orwell have Behemoth’s current status?”

“Yes Mo-…Yes Ma’am!” Your little one salutes with all the professionalism the seven-year-old can muster…and you couldn’t be more proud. “According to Orwell’s calculations, Behemoth is likely to make a break for the launch site in two hours, once the Disassociated enter the last stages of prep! On his current course, he’ll be making a bee-line that’ll bring him up the coast that was just across the river from Mister Dorian’s home! The one you blew up!”

A few curious glances get shot you way before the prior homeowner comes to your defense.

“There was a Sparagmos Engine in my cellar. It was a whole thing.” Dorian offers, with Johanna chiming in with-

“I tried to kill them, but it all worked out in the end.”

“…but…*you’re* dead.” Rosa says, confused.

“Like I said.” The other girl replies, folding her powerful arms. “It worked out.”

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“The coast could be helpful given Leviathan’s diminished abilities on dry land, and Ziz’s mobility is second to none.” Francine muses, briefly locking eyes with November as the latter gives your doctor an affirmative nod before she adds; “Regarding the Hope fragment, I would like to float the concept of using it to deter two birds with one stone, as it were.”

“I’m legitimately open to anything—this is an Apocalypse Amalgam we’re talking about here. Anything goes.” You insist, glancing around the table to affirm that, yes, nothing is off the table.

“The Breakers and the Hassan are on their way or possibly biding their time, as news of us confronting Behemoth isn’t exactly a secret by this point…also, any news of those two groups, darling?” Francine pauses, casting a glance to Paloma.

“Not yet, but I think one of my people has a lead. They’re following through on it now.” The Skintalker affirms before Francine continues.

“Now, as I was saying; I believe that if we remove the Hope fragment from the Dragon’s Roost, we could use it as bait to force them to either get in Behemoth’s way or leave us alone. Given the sheer number of Daughter we have present, I doubt either force would dare to approach in the ensuing melee.”

“A fair point.” You admit, mulling over the risks as Magnus adds his two cents.

“To that end, while I know we shall have the other two titans at our disposal, I am prepared to bring the full might of Arcadia to bear against Behemoth should be declare himself a threat.” He says, and you have to admit that while you appreciate him adding to the numbers on hand, you’re not exactly sure what he’s implying…until Paloma emphasizes his offer.

“The full might of not just his people, but of Arcadia as a whole.” She clarifies.

Oh…

…OH.

Oh, shit.

You stand in surprised silence for a moment until Uzu coughs, mustering up the courage to throw her own spiraling hat into the ring until Isabelle places a hand on her shoulder. The pair whisper a moment as Uzu pulls back, and Jackie takes a moment to speak her peace…but whatever you were expecting from the Midnight Crew’s leader, it wasn’t what comes out of her mouth.

“This is all well and good, but an ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure.” She says, lips pursed in a razor-sharp line as her dark eyes scan the room. “Shu’s made it plenty clear that she wants to open with words, so where are our de-escalation measures?”

As if on cue, Cassandra turns to Paloma. “My dear, unless I am mistaken you are a Skintalker of some renown, yes?”

“Indeed I am, although Orwell and young Amara here are quickly closing the gap.” The young woman says with a wink to your ward.

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>>5191661

“Excellent—I believe with our combined Lexicon and passive abilities, we may be able to create a field potent enough to calm behemoth, if only for a time.” The older Disassociated posits. “It may not be for long given his scale, but with our combined might we may be able to get him to at least listen to reason.”

“Now that’s what I’m talking about.” Jackie grins, gesturing to her Crew. “We’ve picked up some augments recently that let us buff the hell out of a wide variety of Daughters, so we’ll chip in on that angle if rooms not found for us elsewhere. We’re Paladins—it’s in our blood.”

“And bile!” Keane adds with an impish grin before Ace quietly covers her mouth.

There’s the ghost of a plan forming, but the pieces are still too disparate, too loose to form the net that’ll bind Behemoth enough for him to hear you out…or for you to spring a trap, if he pushes you that far.

Casting a glance over to where Julia’s share of Merkabah’s remain still lie encased in the container Francine forged for the purpose, you ponder if you should lend voice to the spark of the plan you've got brewing, or if you should hear more before speaking it into existence...

>>Forward your own plan of attack (Get insight from your gathered allies regarding the plan you forward).

>>Hold off on voicing your own ideas a little longer, and let your family continue to add to the think-tank.

>>Get Julia up to speed with the rest of the family (Initiate Julia Level-Up vote, with voting time extending until Sunday at midnight).

>>Write-In

YOU ARE IN CONTROL
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(Voting shall remain open for the next five hours, with posting to resume tomorrow morning at 10AM, Eastern time—or at some point tomorrow, depending on if the Julia vote is chosen. I want to give everyone present plenty of time to convene and discuss it, and also give me time to assemble the text into something properly readable. In either case I intend for the Julia vote to take place over the weekend, it’s simply a matter of if you wish to hash out your tactics before or after she’s had a chance to catch up. I do hope you day is going well, and take care, one and all.)
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>>5191653
>“Circumstances won’t improve until we end this, and Behemoth is yet another tally to be checked. What’s the situation, and where do you neeOHMYGOD!”
>Laoc’s leader nearly hits the deck when she realizes Ziz is perched on the cliffs just behind her, and the titan sheepishly ruffles her feathers as Snowbird gives the group a sharp salute.
>“They’re with us, Jeraha.” You hastily explain. “They’re here to help.”
Oh, shit, that's right. Ziz did accidentally devastate her town. Ziz, please apologize to her.

>>5191657
>“I said I have been watching you…but I have not been the only one.” Cassandra says, carrying herself forward on a bed of undulating wires to make way for Pendra’s forces. “As we toiled to escape a world consumed by violence and bloodshed, many turned a blind eye to those fighting to make it a world worth living in. But there were some who saw your path and those it inspired as a cascade of hope, the likes of which created a schism in our organization…and so, those of like mind decided upon a new course of action.
>Cassandra smiles, an expression of hope and acceptance in equal measure as she declares; “We will fight to ensure our fellow Disassociated will have safe passage to continue their great work among the stars…and so, too, shall we ensure you can do the same on our home planet.”
Well, alright. Glad to have you onboard, ladies. Kind of refutes Leviathan's pessimism about the project, too. It's not just a bunch of cowardly parasites, we've got some people who are real believers in an ideal.

>>5191663
Alright, that sounds like a smart plan in general. Diverge Behemoth over to the coast, hit him with some empathic fields to calm him enough to talk, and then if it goes wrong we drop him in a pit and shoot him a bunch while his siblings wrestle him down. I'm going to need a bit longer to think about it in depth, but it sounds good in principle.
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>>5191654
>“There will be time enough for that, later.” The Neuromancer says, the shifting static that is her face flickering as she whirls on her group’s Flesh Artisan. “Sugar? If you so much as lick one person here, I swear to god I’ll caramelize your tongue.”
>Sugar freezes, the tip of her outstretched tongue mere centimeters from Ivey’s abs.

Ah yes, delicious abs. Can't fault anyone for wanting a taste of delicious meaty washboards for that.
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>>5191663
Also, I just thought of something: Where are Charon, Ringo, and the rest of their group? If they're not coming to help with this, they must be dealing with something else. Is everything okay?
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>>5191693
Remember that cult-following that we've been having to deal with occasionally? They're probably working on that. But I'd like Bhop to chime in as well.
>>5191664

Oh yeah. I almost forgot about the other Hexane, that one married couple. They're probably out and about. And the pyre ant kingdoms...any update on their whereabouts?
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>>5191693
(Oh, they're coming. Dice rolls have them dealing with some issues with the cult, is all.)
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>>5191702
(The Hexane have been charged with the protection of Laoc in the absence of its main protective force, while the Pyreants do not have access to Skintalking - you can absolutely have Palomas network bring them in, if you'd like.)
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>Oh yeah. I almost forgot about the other Hexane, that one married couple. They're probably out and about. And the pyre ant kingdoms...any update on their whereabouts?
Oh, yeah, Themis and Velein. How are those wacky kids doing? Last we heard they were in Almath, doing archaeology on their own fallen civilization. That sounds like a bummer.

>>5191703
Oh, good, that's a relief. I wasn't worried that they weren't helping us, but I was worried that they might be facing something dangerous of their own.

>>5191706
Oh, cool, so we know what they're up to. Have those cocoons they were guarding hatched yet? They're at Laoc, it would be funny if they wound up meeting the aliens who were watching over them.

I don't think bringing the Pyreants in would do much to help. They're not particularly powerful Amalgams, and I wouldn't want to throw them away purposelessly. I think we can leave them out of this.
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>>5191710
>I don't think bringing the Pyreants in would do much to help. They're not particularly powerful Amalgams, and I wouldn't want to throw them away purposelessly. I think we can leave them out of this.
that depends on how large that kingdom has grown.

>>5191706
Don't we have a swaddled Fuzzbuzz among the kingdom's ranks? The one that got adopted by the queen?
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Any pit we drop Behemoth in is going to be a temporary obstacle, between his size and his own terraforming abilities. So we need to maximize its effect. If we're going to be by the coast, why don't we shape it to be below sea level and let the acid sea pour in? Make his terrain less solid, do some damage over time (though probably very slight, I'd be surprised if Behemoth doesn't have high resistance to all damage types), and make Leviathan more effective.

>that depends on how large that kingdom has grown.
Maybe, but they're still not very powerful on an individual level. I'd hate for Ember to throw her children into the meat grinder needlessly, when we've got swarmlings and Joyous that can fill any need for a mass of bodies.
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>>5191688
Where would the pit and the empathy field be located then? before the river crossing or after the river crossing?
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>>5191717
After, I think. The closer we get him to the sea, the better Leviathan can work.
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>>5191663

>Ask questions regarding logistics and scenarios in a worst-case scenario event. Evacuation and backlines to the battle that let injured and incapacitated daughters recover their bio and health away from the frontlines.

>Ask Ziz or Leviathan about Behemoth's personality in the moments when he's not rampaging and what actually gets him to calm down. Was there ever a time that Behemoth actually holds back or allows a worthy opponent to live? The battle should be tailored around the worst case scenario, while negotiations should be tailored around Behemoth.
>>5191716
The battle is essentially a marathon, with the primary goal being to pacify Behemoth long enough either through talks or through battle that the launch goes without any complications. In another case, we should also consider Behemoth's personality, behavior, and the fragment of Passion that he resonates with. He may be temperamental and a blood knight, but he's bound to have soft spots that makes him amicable to conversation.

Another point of topic to discuss would be the negotiation phase. What do we have to offer to behemoth if he's actually calm and willing enough to negotiate?

>Ask if it's possible to give the Hassans and the Breakers a counter-offer in exchange for their cooperation in this operation once more information and contact scenarios come to light.
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>>5191718
Okay, so how does this sound? Not linked because it's still brainstorming and not a proper vote, but working the thoughts out:

>Artillery team: November, Scolo Pendra, and her subordinates. Set up somewhere distant from the action zone, preferably over the horizon if we can make it. Maybe throw in Magnus and the Arcadia-bot, depending on its capabilities. Did you give it guns, Magnus, or is it meant to fight in melee? Anyways, feed them targeting via swarmlings and/or Joyous. If we wind up fighting Behemoth, their job is to bombard him from a distance and keep him distracted. Unlikely to deal high damage, but constant pinpricks should keep him from focusing on more immanent threats.
>Terraforming team: Shu, Gina, Sugar, Uzu, anyone else with significant terraforming that I'm missing. Go to prepare a pit trap for Behemoth to fall into. I'm imagining a sort of support structure of calcite girders holding up the hollowed-out ground, so it will still support weight until they're terraformed away. Cut the supports and it falls apart, maximizes the speed with which we can drop a huge hole. Build it to take up part of the coastline and be under sea level, so that the acid sea will flow in and Behemoth will have to deal with Leviathan having the home field. Shu should also be laying Psychica Spiralis fields throughout to keep Behemoth from terraforming his way out as easily.
>Skintalking team: Amara, Orwell, Paloma, and Cassandra. In charge of calming Behemoth in the negotiation phase. If they can do anything to obscure his senses so he doesn't notice the pit as well, do so. Sia might be able to help with that. But if they believe the attempt at obscuring the pit would just make it obvious we were planning something, don't. Amara should also spawn as many Joyous Many as she can, the debuff spell chorus would be essential.
>Support team: Midnight Crew. Jackie can teleport groups, bring her team to where they're needed to buff abilities. First priority should be with the Skintalking team, buff them to maximize odds of communication with Behemoth. After that, I'd say second priority should be the artillery team. Also, if Jackie can jump to people about to get overrun and teleport them out, that would be great.

>>5191725
Yes, good point. We need to get fall-back points. Also ask about personality profile from Behemoth's siblings, that's going to be essential to talking him down. While we're at it, we should ask them how he fights. We know he's a big brawny monster and might have a terraforming power, but beyond that we don't know his capabilities.

As for what to offer Behemoth? I'm not sure. What we know is that he wants to do his duty to his father and make him proud. So I guess we convince him that letting these people go would be part of that duty? Talk about what Leviathan said about how escapees are accounted for by the plan, so destroying them is implicitly going against his role.
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>>5191734
We could also try arguing that the spirit of cooperation that's standing up to him right now is demonstration that we're leading to the situation as desired by his father. People acting altruistically, using their resources and risking their lives not for personal benefit but to support those they think have a chance to do good. Trying to destroy that is arguably shaming his father, not making him proud. It might not directly lead to the end goal, but we are making the sort of environment that would.

But that's probably not enough, we should have something to offer him if he needs more. I don't know what that could be, I admit, we do need that psych profile from Ziz and Leviathan to develop an idea of what could appease Behemoth. Maybe there's some way we can materially demonstrate our commitment to seeing this through to the end?
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>>5191741
>We could also try arguing that the spirit of cooperation that's standing up to him right now is demonstration that we're leading to the situation as desired by his father. People acting altruistically, using their resources and risking their lives not for personal benefit but to support those they think have a chance to do good. Trying to destroy that is arguably shaming his father, not making him proud. It might not directly lead to the end goal, but we are making the sort of environment that would.

Even if that proposal sounds solid, He would likely want to test that spirit of cooperation via direct combat so we should keep that in mind. It would make sense given that he want's to prove his worthiness, but I think it would also mean that he'll be holding back to a certain degree to ascertain the validity of our claims of following his father's will. We should also keep in mind to keep our dialogue short and to the point as it's inferred earlier that much of the friction between Behemoth and Leviathan was the latter's verbosity.
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>>5191734
We also need a defense/aggro-tank team capable of running interference with Behemoth the moment he decides to target the others. obviously Ziz and Levi would be auto-included.

People who can take and dodge any incoming hits that Behemoth dishes out such as Bn'i, Dorian, Rath, Shu, and others.

>>5191706
Will Yamato and her crew be joining the operation with Leviathan (if they did decide to join)?
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>>5191745
(It is unlikely, but I've yet to roll the dice for some of the offscreen actors, so there are still some unexpected elements in play.)
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>>5191749
(That's said, it's unlikely without either a direct appeal from you or by proxy through Paloma.)
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>>5191743
Good point. Behemoth does seem like the sort to test our commitment with a fight. We've definitely got to get Rath to punch him over with the Phantom Limb fusion-punch, then, that's the sort of thing that would earn some respect.

And yeah, short and to the point, that's what's going to be key with talking to Behemoth. What I'm wondering is when we should bring in Behemoth's siblings. If they don't like Leviathan much, we probably shouldn't bring them for the parley. Ziz showing up might be more effective, though, Behemoth's innocent little sister going "come on, big brother, let the rocket launch, it'll be cool!". But we should ask them, first, when they think they'd be effective to bring in.

>>5191745
Yeah, the interference team is going to be more about keeping Behemoth from focusing on anyone long enough for them to get out. So agreed, we want our speedsters, our teleporters, and our tricky movers. In addition to the ones you've got, Sugar's pretty fast, too. Gina can probably swim through the ground for that role, but I think she'd be better off in a counter-ability role. Causing Behemoth's Generator abilities to fizzle out and anti-terraforming any time he tries to make something.
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>>5191751
We have two hours left before Behemoth begins his warpath. We'll likely need to start truly preparing in the last hour.

>>5191749
Nerada's still here right?
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>>5191757
(She is, she just doesn't like crowds.)
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>>5191751
How's this for team composition?

>Distraction Team: Shu, Rath, Dorian, B'Ni, Snowbird. Fast and mobile, focus on hitting Behemoth and then retreating, keep him from focusing on other targets.

>Sabotage Team: Gina, the Barbers, and Amara's Joyous Chorus. Status effects, debuffs, and ability disruption. Keeps Behemoth off his game.

>Artillery Team: November, Scola Pendra, and the other Dissociated. Long-range bombardment, constant low-level damage and distraction.

>Skintalker Team: Orwell, Paloma, Amara, Cassandra. In charge of calming Behemoth down for the initial attempt at communication. Also information warfare, if they can mess with Behemoth's senses and make him less effective or able to spot traps, great.

>Terraforming Team: Part of prep, not used pat the initial trap. Shu, Gina, Sugar, Johanna, anyone we've got with terraforming to make the pit trap.

>Buff Team: The Midnight Crew. Start with buffing the Skintalkers for the calming spell, then move to where they're needed. Or pop Sepulchritude and fly around cutting Behemoth up, but that's a last-ditch effort.

>Heavy Wrestlers: Ziz, Leviathan, Magnus' robot. Maybe Uzu's Spiraling Fear, if we get really desperate. Giant combatants that can engage Behemoth on the same scale, but that we need to get everyone else out of the way if they're going to attack.

And then there are a bunch of people whose abilities I don't know so well and I'm not sure where they would go. Em can probably hang with the Distraction team, I think? Andromeda could be on Sabotage? Same with our other misty girl, Magnus' sister whose name I'm having trouble remembering. I know what Julia can do, but I don't know where to put her given that she's melee-range but not especially fast. I guess Dorian could carry her. But I don't know what to do with her friends in the Hyenas. Oh, and Nerada, not sure where to put her. Maybe we need a DoT team, have all the people who can slowly eat away at Behemoth join that.
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>>5191734
>>5191741
So we have the following groups.

Artillery:
Interference/Defense:
Terraforming:
Skintalking
Support

Who's going to be part of the negotiation team? Shu's a no-brainer to lead the team, but we also need other people who may be able to emotionally resonate with Behemoth who can bring their own inputs to the table when it comes to negotiation. Negotiation comes first, and foremost, and if Behemoth decides to test our resolve with combat then so be it. But the outcome of the negotiation may impact how much strength Behemoth brings to bear and whether or not he'll show mercy of any sort.
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>>5191770
That's a general good layout for the operational roles for each team, but for those we don't have a direct bead on, we should lay out the general criteria about the team roles in this operation and let them sort it out. They know themselves and their abilities best.

Wasn't there also a Deprived in Arcadia's settlement? the one who [deletes] things?

Also, we need a negotiation team to handle the part where Behemoth calms down (if he does calm down that is...), obviously some daughters will pull double duty, but negotiations come first priority.
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>>5191773
Behemoth has unresolved issues with his father. So Rath and Dorian could be good for talking with him, they get that. Ziz, I think, could also be useful. She's family, but wouldn't talk down to him like Leviathan would, so he might listen to her. We might want to get some of the Dissociated in on the conversation as well, let them make their own case. Cassandra, if we do that, Scola seems a bit too needy and dismissive.
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My time is up. Leaving for work. I hope that the questions that we pose in these discussions will provide some insight and better information into our plan of attack. We have 2 hours in-quest time left. 1 hour will pass in the next update. Afterwards i believe that we will need the last hour to prepare the stage.

>>5191781
Any thoughts of an appeal by us or Paloma to contact Yamato and recruit her? It's a big ask as it's unlikely but it's worth a shot.
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>>5191789
Have a nice day, anon.

>Any thoughts of an appeal by us or Paloma to contact Yamato and recruit her? It's a big ask as it's unlikely but it's worth a shot.
I don't know, if Yamato was willing to join in she probably would have mentioned it on the ride earlier. Maybe she can come in with Leviathan and provide some shelling from off-shore, though. I suppose that's worth a try.
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>>5191781
We'll need to vote soon. Ask for insight or listen to the think tank?

Personally I want to ask for insight about the idea of our team formaitons and the negotiation phase, as well as getting insight from Ziz or Levi about Behemoth's personality/behavior.
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>>5191789
(Have a good shift!)
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>>5191791
Well, it's still several hours. But yeah, I'm going to vote for calling Ziz and Leviathan while we start getting organized. Just writing it up, still.
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>>5191663
>>Write-In
>Call Leviathan, and speak to Ziz. Get their opinions on Behemoth's personality and their advice for talking to him. What does he care about, what does he find objectionable, does he ever hold back for any reason, how does he act in a fight? For that matter, what do they know about his current incarnation's combat abilities?

>Get the Skintalkers scouting out the points for our operation. We need the following areas:
>-A place near the coast that Behemoth will either have to pass through or that they can be drawn to, where we can construct our initial trap.
>-A stable location nearby there to set up our artillery emplacements, ideally over the horizon from Behemoth to prevent direct retaliation.
>-Fallback points that we can mount a fighting retreat towards if the battle becomes too hot and we need to withdraw. Priority should be on hiding from Behemoth as we withdraw, so anyplace we can move stealthily through.

>Organize teams for the mission. It should be assumed that any participants not listed will be conferred with to determinate the best place to put them in our line of battle.
>-Distraction/Attention Tank Team: Shu, Rath, Dorian, Snowbird, B'Ni
>-Sabotage Team: Gina, the Barbers, an entire chorus of Joyous Many
>-Artillery Team: November, Scola Pendra, Scola's subordinates
>-Skintalker Team: Orwell, Paloma, Amara, Cassandra
>-Terraforming Team (temporary, includes members of other teams): Shu, Gina, Sugar, Johanna, Uzu
>-Buff Team: The Midnight Crew, Francine
>-Heavy Team: Ziz, Leviathan, Magnus with his Arcadia-bot

>Organize a team to speak with Behemoth, in hopes we can keep this civil. Shu is obvious. Rath and Dorian for backup and ability to withdraw quickly if things get hot. Ziz's presence would be appreciated, though Leviathan should hold back for worry of a negative reaction from Behemoth. If Cassandra feels like she can safely approach within range of Behemoth, she should come so that we have the option of a Dissociated making the case for why to let the rocket launch.

Okay, how's this for first-stage prep?
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still gotta read through the suggestion a bit, but just wanted to point out we dont need the pyre ants to fight at all, but they might be indispensable in making the pitfall.
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>>5191812
besides the pyre ants question i put forth, only other thing i can think to address is that the terraforming team should be permanent, and might very well have to be to keep him slugged down.
that said too, the initial pitfall should probably be taken as its own thing, as it can and probably should involve much more going into it than just terraforming. Raths mines covering the inner lining til it shines like a sun, any debuff or poison barbs people can put down. maybe as many explosive constructs as everyone can muster, ect. should fill it to the brim to hammer him down as hard as possible right off the bat.

afterwards, people should either wholly focus on further terraforming to slow him down, or sabotage. if terraforming after that shouldn't just be part of sabotage.
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>>5191835
I can see that, them digging it away. Can we mobilize enough in a short time period, though? BHOP, what do you say?>>5191794 Would the ants be able to safely get the pit trap dug in time?

>>5191844
Oh, yeah, the pit is absolutely going to be full of as many traps as we can lay down. Rath made all those bombs, she can lay her mines, we'll put a Spiralis at the bottom, a bunch of spikes, everything that can slow him down will.

As for continuing terraforming during the fight, I think we can put that as part of the Sabotage crew. That seems most conceptually appropriate. And they'd already have Gina, Sugar, and a bunch of Joyous for Skintalking-based terraforming. I'll put in a quick annotation on roles for the teams, so that anyone with appropriate abilities will wind up there.
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>>5191663
>>5191812
Roles for teams, to clarify placement of unlisted participants:

>Distraction/Attention Tank: Mobile fighters who can both hit hard enough for Behemoth to notice and back away out of range. Hit and run tactics, intent is to keep him from focusing.

>Sabotage: Debuffs, status effects, ability-disruption, and hostile terraforming. Anything to keep Behemoth from using his full power.

>Artillery: What it says on the label. The participants who can shoot Behemoth from very long distance with powerful attacks.

>Skintalker: Provide the initial calming spell to open communications, as well as information warfare to keep Behemoth from spotting the trap, also to keep him confused if it comes to blows. Has overlap with Sabotage team, should contribute debuff spells in event they find themselves with nothing else to do.

>Terraforming: Assembly of pitfall. Direct terraformers explicitly named, anyone who can contribute traps should, though. Rath's Boils, various Relic explosives, kamikaze constructs, etc.

>Buff: Anyone who can enhance or heal combatants who need the edge. Mobility is also favored, we don't want to overwhelm Jackie's teleportation services.

>Heavy: The big guys. Anyone who can physically wrestle Behemoth if they have to.
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>>5191846
yeah sounds reasonable. i'd go ahead and put the pyre ants in the pre-fight terraforming(or at least, seeing if we cant make a deal with them to) just incase voting time and/or BHOP cant respond in time. with the stipulation we dont expect them to fight and meatgrinder themselves for us, of course.

actually, i very much am curious what they might ask for in return for their aid, and their thoughts on it in general. they might actually see the dissacociated as a similar 'hive' to themselves which may help them feel sympathy, but otherwise im not sure what we have to go off of to convince them besides bartering.
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>>5191852
I mean, we can always give them more meat. Who knows, maybe we'll get the Dozen or the Hassan to eat and trade away and oh fuck I forgot to account for what we're doing with the Fragment. Thoughts for a last-minute addition? It sounds like we're bringing it with us, so where should we put it in this operation? I want to say with the Heavy team, just because they can all carry it. Like, Magnus' robot is a city. We can put the entire room in there.
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>>5191860
Magnus is an option, provided he can put ll the necessary facilities in there and make thier they dont get hit.

I kinda wanna say 'build a command vehicle around it and use it as the frontline command post' that way its always not wholly but near enough the thick of things to make people weary of going for it.
...there also a... dubious but not wholly terrible idea for it...
mind, as a last resort, either to get it away from thieves, and/or just as a simple last resort, we could have it be prepared to be dropped on Behemoths head once activated. now hear me out, the idea is of course, to somehow get a spoke above him and have the gear in the hands of its guardian, so if necessary they can teleport it.
but always making sure they toss a rock or something in first. its dubious, but this way, its quite possible that we're dropping an infinitely expanding, infinitely replicating, and infinitely complexing thing on his head he has to then somehow get through or past.

Its a risk, sure, but its better then him destroying the launch, or it falling into the wrong hands. and should still be recoverable... probably.
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>>5191864
It's a possibility. Hell, he's big enough that we could put the Fragment inside him, even. Give him a fractal tumor.

But yeah, let's go with the frontline post idea for now. We can put that with the Skintalker team, I guess. It makes sense to coordinate the fight from the people who can see and communicate at a distance.
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>>5191872
sounds good yeah.
oh, wait, while it would need to either gain a trailer, or be wholly expanded, dont we have a vehicle already for this task? not like we're using it for anything else afterall.

we can even let Amara redesign is, as she'll be in it, aswell as let her be the one to drive it.
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>>5191874
We've got a buggy we haven't used in a while, on account of riding in November's tank, instead. But it would probably be easier to just teleport the Fragment into a quickly-terraformed bunker.
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>>5191876
well then it wouldn't be mobile.
which might very well be something we want it to be. but then again if Behemoth seems like he's gonna get out of the pit its probably time to just panic drop the fragment on his head anyways, so, yeah, fair point.

...now if we could make the PIT mobile to stop his attempts...
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>>5191878
Right, we want to be able to relocate it if anyone attacks it. Actually, the Skintalkers are a bad move, then, I think. They should be fairly stationary. And we want it to be close to Behemoth, close enough that trying to grab it is a risk, and the Skintalkers would be a ways further back. Let's put it with the Debuff team. They'll be closer to the action. Also, they'd be a bit more numerous, should scare off potential attackers.
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>>5191881
either works for me. I'd think the skintalker still have a low enough range to need to be close enough, but i see the logic in the Debuffers.
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>>5191663
a bit past the time but may aswell

vote;
>Generally the same as the other anons but;
>>Terraforming is only pre-battle, and is a group effort to laden the pit with traps and other nasties, not just terraforming. Also see if the Pyre Ants will help or cant be traded with to help. they are not expected to stay and fight however.
>>Put battle-team Terraforming and Saboteurs together.
>>Have either the Debuff or Skintalking team have the Fragment near the frontlines, and be prepared to toss something into its area of effect then teleport-drop it onto Behemoth in the pit to avoid it being stolen and/or as a last resort to prevent Behemoth from breaking free.
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>>5191919
(Absolutely accepted, I meant to post here to extend the voting time, so no worries at all.)
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>>5191812
>>5191878

>>5191663
>Ask the Disassociated if the rocket contains any fragments in its cargo. It might be a secondary reason that drew Behemoth's ire.
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>>5191993
I think it might work better as a more generalized "Is there anything odd about the rocket that might draw Behemoth's attention" question. They might not have a Fragment, but they could have something else unusual onboard that he doesn't like.
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(Alright everyone, I wanted to run the weekend by you all. I'll likely be posting today at 5:00PM Eastern time due to an abundance of work, and if it suits everyone I'll also open the Julia level up vote at the end of that update. Does that suit everyone's schedules?)


>>5191846
(Apologies for the delay - yes, they'd be able to dig it in time.)
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>>5192264
that works sure. though dont rush yourself just to try and get it all on schedule, especially if anything we've chosen to do might require a touch more here or there.
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>>5192264
Works for me.
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>>5192264
That sounds fine.
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>>5191663

You lean forwards, resting your elbows on the table’s glossy black surface as the mutterings of all present subside, awaiting your plan with hushed breaths.

“The details are, as always, up for refinement, but if you don’t hear your name called then come to me after we’ve gotten the draftwork done, and I’ll assign you where needed.” You declare, eyes snapping to each of your allies in turn as you announce your marching orders. “The team that’ll handle initial contact with Behemoth will be pulling double duty as tanks to draw his ire from the other teams. Rath, Dorian, Snowbird, B’ni—you’re with me.”

B’ni’s the only one to hesitate, but all four give you sharp nods as they assent to their duties while you turn to Cassandra. “You’ll be on the Skintalker team alongside Amara, Paloma, and Orwell, but if you feel like you can safely approach Behemoth then I’d like you on hand to help make the case for the Disassociated as one of their own, if you would.”

“It would be an honor, dear…and don’t worry, my voice can reach quite far.” She smiles as you return the expression with a weary one.

“There’s also something else I need to ask you, but we’ll circle back to that. Now, in a moment I’ll confer with Ziz and Leviathan, and if we can swing it then I’d like Ziz on the tank team for obvious reasons, but only if it’s conducive to talking her brother down.” You explain. “For the sabotage team I need GG, the Barbers, and as many of your Joyous as you can give me, Amara.”

“Yes Ma’am!” Your daughter salutes again, the skin already beginning to slough from her arms to shape her homunculi.

“November, Pendra—get together and figure out how much blanket fire you can give me; you’re the Artillery team.” You continue, with Director Pendra puffing herself up as she gives Francine a glance, and you follow her gaze to the good doctor; “Francine, Jackie, Quinn, Keane, Ace—you’re the best healers we’ve got, so you’re the Buff Team.”

“Swole as FUCK!” Quinn barks, earning an approving nod from Johanna.

“Our heavy team will be Ziz, Leviathan, and whatever it is that you have up your sleeve, my friend.” You say to Magnus, and you think you catch the hint of a smile despite his solemn nod. “The Terraforming team is only pre-combat, and we’ll be working to layer the pit with as much bullshit as we possibly can. It’ll be me, Gina, Sugar, Johanna, and Uzu.”

“Amara, get Orwell on the line—there’s something I need our Skintalkers to get started on ASAP.” You continue as you lock eyes with the younger girl, and barely have to wait before Amara opens her mouth and Orwell’s exhausted voice echoes out of it.

“Superfan and superfam, what’s up?” She mumbles. “I’ve been keeping an ear out through Amara, so I’m up to speed.”

(Continued)
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>>5192580

“You, Amara, Cassandra, and Paloma are on Skintalking duty, but I want you all to scout the terrain and look for the following…” You announce, raising a finger for each objective. “…First, a place near the coast that Behemoth will either have to pass through or that they can be drawn to, where we can construct our initial trap. Second, a stable location nearby there to set up our artillery emplacements, ideally over the horizon from Behemoth to prevent direct retaliation. Finally, I need a series of fallback points that we can mount a fighting retreat towards if the battle becomes too hot and we need to withdraw. Priority should be on hiding from Behemoth as we withdraw, so places we can move stealthily through are key.”

“Already ahead of you there, Shu.” Orwell immediately fires back, a tinge of satisfaction to her dulled tone. “There’s a stretch of beach that’ll be perfect. Tons of high hills beyond it, with the ruins of a small town just beyond those. It’s familiar ground, too—you all first met November in the ruins.”

“Addendum—there’s an old Proxy lab nearby. Gamma’s, I think.” Snowbird unexpectedly chimes in. “I’ve been inside. There are hidden tunnels that run underneath the hills and town. Extensive. Not known to any outside Prime’s circle.”

“Excellent options, both. Keep on it, and let’s keep an open mind.” You say appreciatively before rounding on Cassandra, her warm grey eyes staring down at you despite being on the opposite end of the onyx slab that is your conference table. “What I needed to know is this; do you have any idea why the rocket start-up is drawing Behemoth’s attention?”

“Francine briefed me on this ‘Fragment’ situation you’ve been dealing with, and yes, I believe we have something that fits that description.” Cassandra replies, ignoring the small sound of protest that escapes from Pendra’s throat. “A power source that they’re depending upon to allow them to escape the planet’s gravitational field, with our own thrusters igniting to carry us…them… into the depths of space. Initial tests revealed that it will likely lose power when removed from the Crucible’s sphere of influence, but we’ve been depending on it to carry the Disassociated to freedom for as long as the organization has existed. It was around it that we built our base, in fact…it was as we worked around it that our idea of freedom truly took shape.”

“I see…” You murmur, only dwelling on that for a moment before opening your mouth to voice an idea, but Cassandra beats you to the punch.

“I’m afraid it’s quite embedded in the shuttle’s inner workings, now…there’d be no way to remove it in time, and to even attempt to convince my peers to do so would be another matter entirely this close to launch.” You explains apologetically, but you allay her fears with a wave of your hand.

(Continued)
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>>5192581

“No need to apologize. Now that we’ve gotten the general ideas hammered out, I’ll leave everyone to their preparations—I need to have a talk with two titans.”

Dismissing the meeting for now, you step outside with a swarmling in hand and an eye to the sky as Ziz’s looming form comes into view.

“Oh, hello! Are you done already?” Ziz asks excitedly, leaning down to inspect you and follow Leviathan’s habit of almost blowing you off your feet.

“Almost, but I needed to talk to you and Leviathan at the same time about your sibling, if you’re open to it.”

The thunderbird hesitates, four of her seven beaks opening and closing out of synch as she tries to put her thoughts into words. “I…if you think it would help, I’ll do anything I can! Do you need me to fly you over, or do you have a bee-line to Levy?”

“The latter. Ready?” You ask, and as soon as Ziz nods in the affirmative you ping the titan on the other end, your Commling’s wings spreading out to vibrate as a kind of speaker phone. “Leviathan, I’ve got Ziz here with me. I need to ask you both about Behemoth.”

“OH HO, MY LITTLE SISTER’S THERE? IT’S BEEN A WHILE.” Leviathan chuckles, while Ziz shuffles uncomfortably. “ASK AWAY. I’LL BE HAPPY TO FILL YOU IN ABOUT OUR BROTHER.”

“I need to just get some base-level advice about how to talk to him. What does he care about, what does he find objectionable, does he ever hold back for any reason, how he acts in a fight—things like that.” You rattle off, and it’s Ziz that’s the first to provide input.

“He really cares about proving that he’s strong. If the threat we were summoned to fight was too weak, that was the maddest I’ve seen him get.” She says, Ziz’s voice declining in volume as she reflects on her brother’s anger. “He’s never one to hold back.”

“I SECOND THAT. IT’S AS IF HE FINDS THE VERY CONCEPT ABHORRENT.” Leviathan adds with a scoff. “HE JUST CHARGES IN WITHOUT A THOUGHT. PURE BRAWN.”

“Th-that’s…that’s not exactly the-“ Ziz begins quietly.

“OH? YOU HAVE EVIDENCE TO SUPPORT HIS HIDDEN GENIUS?” Leviathan harshly interrupts. “YOU AND I WERE HIS SUPPORTS, AND HE WON HALF HIS BATTLES THANKS TO IT.”

“Y-yeah, I guess you’re-“

“What were you about to say, Ziz?” You prompt, flashing the shrinking colossus a smile. “I’ve learned that even the smallest bit of information can turn the tide of a conflict. Whatever you have to say might be the key to this whole thing.”

“W-well…” Ziz begins, glancing at the silent Commling in your hand. “…there was this one time where the three of us fought this thing that was bigger than all three of us combined. It was kind of like a blend of Levy and me. Like it could fly through the air, but it came from really far away.”

“YOU MUST BE MISREMEMBERING, DARLING.” Leviathan counters irritably. “I RECALL NO SUCH THREAT IN ANY OF OUR CYCLES.”

(Continued)
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>>5192583

“…I do. I think I do, anyway. Remember? It was when I got hurt real bad, and it was just you and Behemoth. The thing was immune to most of your abilities, but then Behemoth started adapting? Becoming immune to the monster the longer the fight drew on, and—oh! Oh, another thing! Behemoth started using these tactics we’d never seen him use before, ‘cause we were able to end most fights only a little while after they started, because we all make such a good tea-!“

“THIS IS PREPOSTROUS.” Leviathan cuts in with an accusatory tone. “I WOULD RECALL THIS. YOU ARE MISTAKEN.”

“But I remember it!” Ziz protests, glancing to you as her resolve strengthens. “You were there! He knocked you out of the way as you were charging up a big attack, and you started yelling at him until the water beneath you blew up with-“

“Eggs.” Mutters Ziz’s sibling, voice faltering. “I…yes, I…I WAS PRESENT, YES. IT WAS SUCH A SIMPLE MATTER THAT IT WAS HARDLY OF NOTE.”

“Okay, so you do remember! Behemoth starts off really in-your-face, but he’s really smart! He’ll change himself to fight the best way he can! In terms of just big, BIG damage, he’s the strongest of us!”

“…DEAR SISTER, DO YOU RECALL THE TWIN SUNS?”

“Uh…oh, yeah! Yeah, I do!” Ziz answers excitedly. “Behemoth got the idea to fight one of them in single combat, and they let him! It took him a while, but he was able to emerge victorious!”

“INDEED HE WAS.” Levy muses. “A USEFUL STALLING TACTIC, IF NEED BE.”

“What about his current incarnation's abilities?” You posit, and Leviathan’s quick to answer.

“THOUGH THE THREE OF US HAVE NOT YET SEEN EACH OTHER IN THE FLESH, IT WOULD LIKELY BE SOME VARIATION ON HIS USUAL THEME.” The titan informs you hastily, as if to prove their memory's worth. “CALCITE ARMORY, FIBROMANCY, NEUROMANCY, AND UNNATURAL PREDATOR ARE HIS FAVORED TECHNIQUES. HE TYPICAL OPENER IS TO DRASTICALLY ALTER THE BATTLEFIELD IN A WIDE RADIUS TO GRANT HIM ROOM TO MOVE, FORCING THE TERRAIN TO BOLSTER HIS OWN ALREADY PRODIGIOUS MOVEMENT SPEED. HIS FORTE IS OF, COURSE, MELEE—BUT DO NOT LET THAT DECIEVE YOU. IT IS A PREFERENCE, NOT A HANDICAP. HE IS MORE THAN CAPABLE OF DEALING WITH RANGED THREATS IN KIND, THOUGH BEING FORCED TO DO SO IRRITATES HIM TO A CONSIDERABLE DEGREE. EVEN MORE SO IF HE’S PREVENTED FROM CLOSING THE GAP.”

“Yep! Levy hit the high points!” Ziz adds, visibly easing into the conversation just as Dorian blinks to your side in a flash of scarlet lightning that dances through crimson mists.

“Lady Julia was about to consume her share of Merkabah, but she asked me to fetch you so that you could work any possible ability evolutions into your plans.” He informs you, and once again you find yourself appreciating Julia’s presence of mind.

“Bear with me just a moment, you two…” You say to Ziz and Leviathan, both. “…I need to watch an old friend eat an angel.”

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*JULIA — LEVEL UP*

[15 LEVEL-UP POINTS AVAILABLE]

>>CALL TO HARM (Unnatural Predator/Neuromancer Hybrid, Lvl 1 of 5): Spend 300% BIO to forcibly spur your allies to action, choosing from one of TWO EFFECTS; all allies within striking distance of a foe make an attack against one OR all allies may immediately move adjacent to you and make a free attack against a foe within MELEE range of you. (BIO +300%, BIO REGEN +100%)

>>HEDGEHOG’S DILEMMA (Unnatural Predator/ Calcite Armorer Hybrid, Lvl 1 of 5): Melee attacks against the user inflicts MODERATE PIERCING DAMAGE that increases in severity by +1 damage step for each successive blow. This stacking bonus resets at the end of the turn, unless the user is afflicted with any STACKS that deal DoT. (HEALTH +400%, HEALTH REGEN +200%)

>>INSATIABLE ARMORER (Gluttonous/Calcite Armorer/Flesh Artisan Hybrid CORE, Lvl 1 of 10): 1/turn, the user may consume a Calcite Construct or held Relic, restoring a certain percentage of their total HEALTH and BIO equal to the total offensive tier (if Calcite Construct) or Relic Tier (Tier 1 or +1 Proficiency restores 25%, Tier 2/2 Prof. restores 50%, etc.) Relics consumed this way are lost…for now. (HEALTH +600, BIO +600)

>>DEFENSIVE DERMIS (Flesh Artisan Augmentation): Nothing borrowed, nothing gained. When targeted by the first attack in a turn, before the damage calculation you gain +1 RESISTANCE to the incoming damage type(s), with Hybrid attacks granting multiple resistance levels. (HEALTH +200%)

>>ICONOCLASTIC TOUCH (Flesh Artisan Augmentation): To lay low the creations of man, to topple false idols for the good of all. The first strike in combat against a foe’s Relic now counts as an automatic critical hit, boasting a high chance of crippling it for the duration of the current combat. (HEALTH +300%)

>>FORGEMASTER’S OBLATION (Flesh Artisan Augmentation): To live another day, even an artist must be willing to sacrifice their craft. At the start of combat, choose a Relic; ½ of incoming damage is assigned instead to that Relic until it breaks (repairs automatically post-combat), at which point a new Relic may be selected for damage mitigation. (HEALTH +240%, BIO +120%)

>>OCCAM’S EDGE (Calcite Armorer Augmentation): This simple, yet effective tool for a Calcite Armorer increases the PIERCING + SLASHING DAMAGE dealt by all Calcite Constructs by +2 PROFICIENCY, ensuring that whether by blade's edge or needle's point, victory will be swift and merciless. (BIO +80%)

>>ARMORY OF THE INFINITE (Calcite Armorer Augment): 1/round, if the user’s Calcite Construct is broke, consumed, or otherwise removed from their grasp an exact replica of the construct will be automatically spawned at the cost of 2X HEALTH or BIO cost of the original. (BIO +200%, BIO REGEN +50%)

ABILITY LIST: https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1p_asyKKcyCbQieAAXo1oogBucLtzSypx8-M9vqA96zE/edit#gid=1685687578

YOU ARE IN CONTROL
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(Voting shall remain open until midnight on Sunday, March 13th, Eastern time, with posting to resume on Tuesday March 15th at 10Am, also Eastern time. Thank you all for your patience, kindness, and participation, and I wish you all a very restful weekend. Please feel free to link to this post with any questions, comments, or concerns, as they’re all welcome and I shall address them as swiftly as time allows.)

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>>5192587
vote;
>5 to Sculptress of Flesh
>1 to Carnivorous Carver
>2 to Seasonal Oppression
>3 to Calcite Halo
>1 to Pilfers Palm
>3 to Call to Harm

considering we can finish off two of her abilities, including her core, i dont think taking another ability is so bad. think we wanted to combine some of her anti-relic ones too? been awhile.
only other one i'd take is probably the hedgehog one.
alot of the new ones deal heavily with relics and i just dont feel its really a line i want her to go down as hard as they would want her to.
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>>5192581
Ah, damn. They've got a Fragment in the ship, alright. That might not be the only thing that's got Behemoth upset, but if he knows about it I'm sure it's contributing. And if it's built into the ship they can't just dump it out the back once they're in orbit. Though they could send it back, right? Once they get where they're going and can deconstruct the ship, they could build a single-use booster and shoot it back to Earth. That might mollify Behemoth, if we phrase it as them borrowing the Fragment instead of taking it for good. He'd probably want something else to go with that assurance, as collateral and compensation for his frustration, but it's a start.

>>5192585
>“THIS IS PREPOSTROUS.” Leviathan cuts in with an accusatory tone. “I WOULD RECALL THIS. YOU ARE MISTAKEN.”
>“Eggs.” Mutters Ziz’s sibling, voice faltering. “I…yes, I…I WAS PRESENT, YES. IT WAS SUCH A SIMPLE MATTER THAT IT WAS HARDLY OF NOTE.”
Leviathan did say that they had faced some memory degradation of their own. Doesn't look like they want to admit to it in front of their sister, though. All these eons being the "smart one" of the family, now they don't know how to admit to not having a perfect mind. Aww, buddy. We'll help you with that.

Anyways, so what I'm taking away from this is that Behemoth isn't the brute he might present himself as. He's impulsive and proud, but not stupid, and good at adapting to changing circumstances.

As for combat tactics, we should lay down a lot of Psychica Spiralis fields if we can, prevent him from getting off his own terraforming. We should also expect him to try to charge the artillery team if there's nothing more pressing for him to deal with, so we need to balance distraction between them and our closer-in forces. Him trying to break to target the artillery could be a good time for Team Giant Monsters to tackle him, maybe.

>“Bear with me just a moment, you two…” You say to Ziz and Leviathan, both. “…I need to watch an old friend eat an angel.”
The sentences we say, in the Crucible.

>>5192587
Too bad these are Julia's potential upgrades she got in Laoc, because Forgemaster's Oblation would be amazing on Rath. Vulkan's Grasp makes her Relics indestructible, so that would just be a consequence-free halving of all damage she took.

But wow, fifteen levels all at once. After all these times allocating one or two levels per person, I feel drunk on potential. I agree with >>5192597, let's finish off Sculptress of Flesh. I think that would be our first maxed-out Core, I'm excited to see what that looks like. After that, yeah, let's cap Carnivorous Carver as well. And then for her Phantasmal abilities, didn't we de-hybridize them? I remember people wanting to see more of how Depressive Weight evolved.
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>>5192607
i dont remember any de-hybridization. maybe it was discussed? but if it was, the kadath probably convinced people to not do it.
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>>5192614
That might have been the case, that we held off for Kadath levels. How many of these levels that Julia has are Kadath levels, actually? It doesn't super matter unless we do plan on upgrading Depressive Weight, but I'm just curious. Julia's been living a more structured life than we have, the opportunity to sleep regularly and get plenty of communion with her Dream Daughters would come more frequently to her.
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>>5192590
>>5192618
good question. how many Kadath levels does Julia have BHOP?
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>>5192663
(Apologies, she has 3 Kadath levels. She's been extremely busy, and her days have been long. Away from the family, she's not quite as good at self care.)
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>>5192665
3 of the 15, or 3 on top of them?
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>>5192670
(Oh no, 3 + 15, for 18 total. Thank you for the reminder.)
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>>5192677
gotcha.

>>5192618
open to suggestions for the Kadath points then i suppose.
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>>5192665
That's actually extremely worrying, that she's somehow worse at self-care than she was as part of a roaming band of troubleshooters pinballing from crisis to crisis. She looked like she was doing well, last we saw her in an interlude, so I'm going to trust that she's managing. But still. Not great.

>>5192677
Oh, dang, Julia's getting a big upgrade today, then. Okay, my vote

>>5192587
>Sculptress of Flesh x5
>Carnivorous Carver x1
>Seasonal Oppression x2
>Elemental Digestion x2
>Calcite Halo x2
>Pilferer's Palm x1
>Call To Harm x2

>(Kadath) Depressive Weight x2
>(Kadath) Frozen Fury x1

I think with that, Julia would be the party member with the most maxed-out skills. Other than her, it's just Queen Crimson on Amara, everyone else is still grinding their way to completion. I guess it's because we don't have a ton of Cores on Julia, so finishing her skills off takes fewer levels.

>>5192686
I'm putting them into leveling her Phantasmal abilities. Cap off Depressive Weight and get Frozen Fury to level four. If she has more Kadath points the next time we see her I'd put them into finishing Frozen Fury and then Badger's Barbarism.
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>>5192587
>>5192597
adding Kadath Vote;
>2 to Depressive Weight
>1 to Badgers Barbarism

>>5192687
reasonable, but id prefer to go ahead and work on Badgers. it feels much more 'all around' useful than Fury.
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>>5192703
You know, actually, you're probably right. Frozen Fury relies on getting hit, and we don't want Julia to get hit in this fight.

>>5192587
Changing >>5192687
to change the Frozen Fury vote to
>(Kadath) Badger's Barbarism
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>>5192665
Yikes. Me thinks she and Dorian deserve another date.

>>5192583
>>5192585

>>5192607
Oh man, this is some great insight into Behemoth's personality and mindset.

Additionally, This would also make a great argument that Shu's the bigger threat to the Crucible than the Rocket launch. The Disassociated may have a big fragment of their father, but we've got multiple fragments.

I've got some ideas floating in my head regarding my analysis on Behemoth and his potential powerset and how we can handle that.
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Some ideas about Behemoth:

>“He really cares about proving that he’s strong. If the threat we were summoned to fight was too weak, that was the maddest I’ve seen him get.” She says, Ziz’s voice declining in volume as she reflects on her brother’s anger. “He’s never one to hold back.”

That adaptive ability is scary, but there may be a way to abuse that adaptation. Given that much their inferred history when they were summoned involves Behemoth and his siblings facing a singular threat, Behemoth's adaptation would be tailored to counter individual entities. This would mean we need to implement a rotation system of damage types.

Also, something of note. Paradoxically, the way Ziz describes how Behemoth utterly goes berserk if the threat doesn't meet his standards somehow suggests that he wants to be challenged and taste defeat.

>“…I do. I think I do, anyway. Remember? It was when I got hurt real bad, and it was just you and Behemoth. The thing was immune to most of your abilities, but then Behemoth started adapting? Becoming immune to the monster the longer the fight drew on, and—oh! Oh, another thing! Behemoth started using these tactics we’d never seen him use before, ‘cause we were able to end most fights only a little while after they started, because we all make such a good tea(m)-!“

Yup. That confirms it. Behemoth definitely wants to be challenged. He's full of passion in terms of his job, but utterly hates the fact that the fights he engages in are quick bouts that end in 1 round when his real desire is to "go the distance" (boxing terminology: Fight a full 15-round match). Looks to me that it's an additional win-condition that we can go for in order to win Behemoth over. Have him draw out his full power and survive the fight.

Given that he's resonating with a fragment of Passion, it would make sense that he would pride himself in fighting and giving his all. But what if we can make use of that? We make a wager with Behemoth. Challenge his strength, give him a reason to face us in combat. The time limit is the Rocket Launch countdown. If he can break through the blockade or overwhelm our assembled force, then he wins. But if we stall him long enough for the rocket to clear the launch, then he must admit defeat.

>THE TYPICAL OPENER IS TO DRASTICALLY ALTER THE BATTLEFIELD IN A WIDE RADIUS TO GRANT HIM ROOM TO MOVE, FORCING THE TERRAIN TO BOLSTER HIS OWN ALREADY PRODIGIOUS MOVEMENT SPEED.

The irony in which we and Behemoth are thinking of the same thing as the opening move. I guess it comes down to a matter of initiative and whose effects overrides whom. Theoretically, we could let Behemoth create the ring first, but then override his arena by dropping the floor and opening the pit.

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>>5192858
>"HE IS MORE THAN CAPABLE OF DEALING WITH RANGED THREATS IN KIND, THOUGH BEING FORCED TO DO SO IRRITATES HIM TO A CONSIDERABLE DEGREE. EVEN MORE SO IF HE’S PREVENTED FROM CLOSING THE GAP.”

That may change the method of operation of the Artillery team's fire support. Deal enough damage that each salvo is sufficient enough to distract him at inopportune times but spaced far enough that it doesn't draw his full attention/ire.

>“Already ahead of you there, Shu.” Orwell immediately fires back, a tinge of satisfaction to her dulled tone. “There’s a stretch of beach that’ll be perfect. Tons of high hills beyond it, with the ruins of a small town just beyond those. It’s familiar ground, too—you all first met November in the ruins.”

>“Addendum—there’s an old Proxy lab nearby. Gamma’s, I think.” Snowbird unexpectedly chimes in. “I’ve been inside. There are hidden tunnels that run underneath the hills and town. Extensive. Not known to any outside Prime’s circle.”

Perfect. Situate the Artillery team there. Have them fire salvos during opportune times as distraction hits to draw his attention elsewhere during the fight and then bug out of that location via the tunnel network while the shells are in flight. We don't want Behemoth to get wise.

>>5192607
>He's impulsive and proud, but not stupid, and good at adapting to changing circumstances.
We'll need a plan B in that case, we'll have to change the paradigm and the operational roles of our teams once our initial cards are played, because that's when Behemoth starts to get wise and adapt to the situation. Any ideas on secondary roles for the teams that we've organized so far? Behemoth is no fool and will likely and happily shake up/flip the script on us for the thrill of the fight.
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>>5192835
>Additionally, This would also make a great argument that Shu's the bigger threat to the Crucible than the Rocket launch. The Disassociated may have a big fragment of their father, but we've got multiple fragments.
Possibly, but we're not leaving the planet. If we win, the Fragments are no longer needed to sustain the Crucible, and if we lose they just go back into circulation and keep fueling it. But the Dissociated are taking theirs off to Jupiter or wherever they're going so if Behemoth doesn't retrieve it then it's lost for good.

>>5192858
>That adaptive ability is scary, but there may be a way to abuse that adaptation. Given that much their inferred history when they were summoned involves Behemoth and his siblings facing a singular threat, Behemoth's adaptation would be tailored to counter individual entities. This would mean we need to implement a rotation system of damage types.
We should keep him from focusing too much on any given target, as well. It's likely his adaptation is offensive as well as defensive, optimizing his weapons against his foe.

>But if we stall him long enough for the rocket to clear the launch, then he must admit defeat.
I'm not sure we can. He's attacking in two hours. The rocket is launching in five. Fighting Behemoth for three hours straight feels beyond our capabilities. I think that you're right that fighting him until he pulls out his full power would earn his respect and end the fight, but we'd have to get him to that point well ahead of the launch.

>The irony in which we and Behemoth are thinking of the same thing as the opening move. I guess it comes down to a matter of initiative and whose effects overrides whom. Theoretically, we could let Behemoth create the ring first, but then override his arena by dropping the floor and opening the pit.
Depends on how deep his terraforming reaches. If it's surface-level, the pit underneath will remain. As a precaution, we should fill the pit with Psylings to extend their Psychica Spiralis field and block out his terraforming. We can make them Banelings, too, have them detonate to take out the supports.

>>5192870
>That may change the method of operation of the Artillery team's fire support. Deal enough damage that each salvo is sufficient enough to distract him at inopportune times but spaced far enough that it doesn't draw his full attention/ire.
I'd say break it into two groups, one reloading while the other fires. That way if we ever need to call in a strike immediately, we don't have as much delay. But otherwise, yeah, let's do massed fire instead of a steady trickle.
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>>5192870
>Any ideas on secondary roles for the teams that we've organized so far? Behemoth is no fool and will likely and happily shake up/flip the script on us for the thrill of the fight.
Team Sabotage can probably deal some Artillery-esque heavy hits if they need to, by virtue of massive-scale terraforming.

Team Distraction can help delay Behemoth to a degree, not to the point of Team Sabotage but between Shu and Dorian's constructs and Rath punching Behemoth over, we can at least impede him a bit.

Team Skintalker, as noted, can overlap with Team Sabotage and should be casting spells of opportunity whenever its needed.

Team Heavy can probably slot in with Team Artillery. We don't know quite what the capabilities of anyone involved in that is, but I'd be very surprised if the planetary counter-siege units didn't have long-range attacks, or if Magnus' robot couldn't fire a chest blaster or rocket punch or whatever.

Team Buff has the Midnight Crew in it, Jackie can always pop Sepulchritude if things get really bad, giving her potential in a wide variety of fields. Even without it, they've got good versatility and can contribute to debuffing or Distraction duty.

A lot of the stuff is going to require us to just think on our feet, though. Without seeing what Behemoth pulls out, we won't know how to adapt.
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>>5192590
I have a question, BHOP - in addition to the abilities listed above that are available for Julia, does she also have access to Merkabah's abilities, listed here,
>>5179567
for consumption as well?
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>>5193318
(She does, yes.)
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>>5193354
Thanks for the reminder

>>5192607
>>5192597
Lets have a review on Merkabah's list for the consumption vote. There could be something that might be worth a consume aside from spending points to boost Julia's existing kit.
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>>5193581
>>5193354
>>5193318

(Here, for the sake of ease.)

>>VERBUM PRAVUIL (Skintalker CORE, Lvl 1 of 10): LEXICON OF FLESH unlocked. Should a Skintalker absorb this power, they may elect five new favored words, and every word they possess in their Lexicon has its efficacy raised by two levels. Otherwise, they take the common starting Lexicon, though they may choose to copy the Lexicon of an allied Skintalker upon taking this ability, along with their power tiers and ‘favored’ status. (HEALTH +400%, BIO 600%, ACT +1)

>>KALKYDRA’S MIGHT (Flesh Artisan CORE, Lvl 1 of 10): An extension of the user’s physical prowess, the range of the user’s physical damage is increased by 1 ZONE. This extension applies to damage inflicted by the user’s other skill trees and Relics. By default the user is reduced to their bare hands and feet to deal BLUDGEONING damage, but this rather simple power is fated to take a rather unusual turn. (HEALTH +500%, BIO +500%, HEALTH REGEN +250%)

>>LIGHT OF YAHOEL (Generator CORE, Lvl 1 of 10): For 100% BIO, the user may emit a long-range blast of MODERATE RADIANT damage. Automatically destroys the first construct it passes through, reducing further damage to MINOR. (HEALTH +200%, BIO +600%, BIO REGEN +300%)

>>POPULI MEMORIA (Phantasmal Conduit, Lvl 1 of 5): For 300% BIO, the user may summon the echoes of the Daughters that died in the current location, granted Phantasmal construct bodies from the surrounding terrain that boast HIGH HEALTH and are capable of inflicting MINOR damage dependent on the terrain’s element. (BIO +300%, BIO REGEN +100%

>>VOICE OF BABEL (Skintalker Augment): Words in the speaker’s Lexicon are obscured from those that are unfamiliar with them, and are significantly more difficult to counter. (HEALTH REGEN +100%, BIO REGEN +100%)

>>PURITY OF FORM (Flesh Artisan Augment): Clear 2 random status effects at end of round. (HEALTH +300%, HEALTH REGEN +100%)

>>GODHAND (Flesh Artisan Augment): When using Flesh Artisan abilities or Relics to inflict melee damage, increase the damage dealt by TWO STAGES. (HEALTH +200%)

>>COVENANT’S REBUKE (Flesh Artisan Augment): The first melee attempt/turn by foes to reveal any information about you is countered, inflicting two random status ailments and SEVERE PIERCING DAMAGE. Techniques that do not require physical contact are immune from this counter. (HEALTH REGEN +250%)

>>ANNIHILATION’S MARK (Generator Augment): 1/turn, the first time a Generator-type skill’s damage would be reduced, avoided, countered, or mitigated, it instead is an automatic hit. (BIO +200%)

>>ECHO’S EDIFICE (Phantasmal Conduit Augment): Phantasmal constructs under your control gain +1 RESISTANCE against ALL DAMAGE types, and +1 PROFICIENCY in ALL DAMAGE types. (BIO +200%, BIO REGEN +200%)
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>>5193581
I'm not sure there's anything in >>5193587 that would be super useful for Julia. Maybe Godhand, for the damage boost to Sculptress of Flesh, but she's also getting another five levels in that so it's going to be pretty boosted regardless.
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>>5193581
>>5193602
yeah none of them are really peaking to me.
that said, i actually wouldn't mind maybe getting her Skintalking as an option considering shes actually emptying out her tree pretty quickly, but i'd certainly want it to be something unique, not just a copy-paste ability like that.

>>5193354
but i do thank BHOP for reposting it nonetheless.
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>>5193618
She's not emptying out her set that much. She's still got Elemental Digestion, Artisanal Appetites, Pilferer's Palm, and the Calcite Halo to finish off. Add in Call to Harm and she's got plenty to chew through.
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>>5193630
true but a good chunk of those still wont last her all that much longer either.
she really did end up with alot of fivers in a somewhat smaller set.
doesnt help though two of those feel a bit too niche to keep up with both separate in my opinion too.
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>>5192587
With the options from Merkabah's list being included, I'd like to submit my votes for point distribution.

>Sculptress of Flesh x5
>Carnivorous Carver x1
>Seasonal Oppression x2
>Elemental Digestion x2
>Calcite Halo x2
>Pilferer's Palm x1
>Call To Harm x1
>Godhand x1

>(Kadath) Depressive Weight x2
>(Kadath) Badger's Barbarism x1
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>Molten Makers Tattoo kit (Generator/Flesh Artisan): A tattoo kit that consists of bone needle and cataclysmic ink of molten biomass contained in a glass bottle. When the ink is injected or applied to a daughter, the molten biomass will take shape in the form of an augment that can be toggled at will in combat. When active, the molten biomass becomes agitated and courses through the host's body, increasing the power output of a single ability tree in exchange for a glowing burning pain on the tattooed spot that cannot be mitigated through resistances once active in combat. Attacks to the tattooed spot amplifies damage dealt to the tattooed daughter and disrupts the augment. Self-damage and power augmentation can be stacked by the number of tattoos applied to a daughter. The tattoo pattern can manifest itself into any pattern desired by the recipient. Ask your parents before getting a Molten Maker's Tattoo. A single kit when found contains enough ink for 3 uses. Molten Makers is not responsible for long term health problems. Additional Ink created/found separately.

A bit late in the quest given how far we've gotten, but I thought this might be a neat idea. Flesh Artisans will no doubt love this relic for aesthetic uses.
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>>5194014
The idea is the whole "shoot the glowing boil/pustule to deal damage to the shambling horror" vidya game horror trope, but make it a balancing factor in a simple idea as an aesthetic tattoo.
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>>5194014
>>5194019
Looks pretty good. The ability to toggle whether it's the glowing weak point means that it's not always a weakness, that removes the big potential worry for using it. I'm not sure that having no cap on the number of tattoos works in a thematic sense, though. Monsters typically only have one or two glowing weak spots. Maybe make it so that they have to be a certain distance apart? So a big enough monster Daughter could have a ton, but most human-sized Daughters would be more restrained.
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>>5194611
>I'm not sure that having no cap on the number of tattoos works in a thematic sense, though. Monsters typically only have one or two glowing weak spots. Maybe make it so that they have to be a certain distance apart? So a big enough monster Daughter could have a ton, but most human-sized Daughters would be more restrained.

I would give a tentative rule of thumb of 1 tattoo per major limb. Monster-sized daughters or amorphous daughters will have different rules and benefit bonuses when it comes to the number of tattoos they can sport.
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JULIA CORE— LEVEL UP

>>SCULPTRESS OF FLESH (Lvl 6): All foes that begin combat with Julia present are automatically inflicted with *3* STACKS of MALLEABLE SKIN. The first foe to strike Julia with a melee or ranged attack in a round is automatically inflicted with 3 STACKS of MALLEABLE SKIN. MALLEABLE MAX: 25 (HEALTH +160%, BIO +160%)

>>SCULPTRESS OF FLESH (Lvl 7): Julia’s base chance of inflicting stacks via melee increases to 30%. Additionally, if a foe within CLOSE range of Julia is targeted by a melee attack, the foe may be inflicted with MALLEABLE SKIN STACKS as though Julia were the main target. MALLEABLE MAX: 30 (HEALTH REGEN +80%, BIO REGEN +80%)

>>SCULPTRESS OF FLESH (Lvl 8): Julia gains +1 attack/ACT. Additionally, if a foe would attempt to initiate combat while Julia is present, there is a 50% chance that the enemy party is inflicted with 20 MALLEABLE SKIN STACKS at the beginning of combat. MALLEABLE MAX: 30 (HEALTH +200%, BIO +200%)

>>SCULPTRESS OF FLESH (Lvl 9): Julia’s base chance of inflicting stacks via melee increases to 50%. Additionally, the first time Julia is struck in combat with a melee or ranged ability, the attacker is inflicted with 10 STACKS of MALLEABLE SKIN. Finally, the first foe to strike Julia with a melee or ranged attack/round is automatically inflicted with 5 STACKS of MALLEABLE SKIN. MALLEABLE MAX: 40 (HEALTH REGEN +100%, BIO REGEN +100%)

>>SCULPTRESS OF FLESH (Lvl 10): Once, a gentle flower…then a raging storm. Both, in perfect harmony. Julia gains +1 attack/ACT, and access to her ultimate technique—ARTISAN’S APEX, which may be triggered as a free action when a foe possesses 50 STACKS of MALLEABLE SKIN, and is only usable 1/VEIN. ARTISAN’S APEX deals non-elemental damage to the target equal to ½ of their maximum HEALTH, and the same to BIO. If this would reduce the target’s BIO below 0%, any BIO damage rolls over to HEALTH damage instead. The damage inflicted by ARTISAN’S APEX cannot be reduced or mitigated in any way. ARTISAN’S APEX does not trigger any enemy abilities, augments, or relics whose triggers rely on meeting HEALTH or BIO thresholds. If ARTISAN’S APEX would bring a foe’s HEALTH & BIO to 0% at once, then the target automatically FAILS all DEATH SAVING THROWS. MALLEABLE MAX: 50 (+1 ACT, HEALTH +200%, BIO +200%, HEALTH REGEN +100%, BIO REGEN +100%)

(Continued)
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>>5196097

CARNIVOROUS CARVER—LEVEL UP

>>CARNIVOROUS CARVER (Lvl 5): Julia’s melee attacks now deal CATASTROPHIC SLASHING & BLEEDING DAMAGE, with a stacking +2 SLASHING PROFICIENCY for each tick of BLEEDING damage. 1/combat, the first non-construct foe Julia brings to 0% HEALTH fully restores Julia’s HEALTH, BIO, and clears all negative stacks or ailments. After this triggers, when Julia brings a foe to 0% HEALTH, they automatically fail *2* DEATH SAVING THROWS and Julia heals 600% HEALTH and 400% BIO (HEALTH +120%, BIO +100%, HEALTH REGEN +60%)

SEASONAL OPPRESSION—LEVEL UP


>>SEASONAL OPPRESSION (Lvl 2): When a foe would trigger SORROW, the COLD damage inflicted on them is increased by 1 TIER for every level of COLD RESISTANCE this hybrid tree imparts. +2 COLD RESISTANCE. (HEALTH +150%, BIO +120%)

>>SEASONAL OPPRESSION (Lvl 3): For every *TWO* stacks of FRIGID Julia gains, she automatically applies SORROW to all foes in her field’s range. Foes now trigger damage with 3 stacks of SORROW. (HEALTH +100%, BIO +80%)

PILFERER’S PALM—LEVEL UP

>>PILFERER’S PALM (Flesh Artisan/Vitruvian Hybrid, Lvl 2): You may spend 500% BIO to pilfer a Relic you can see from a foe before combat begins (or a random one if they have no obvious Relics on hand). This ability cannot yet Pilfer integrated Relics. (BIO +50%, BIO REGEN +25%)

DEPRESSIVE WEIGHT—LEVEL UP

>>DEPRESSIVE WEIGHT (Phantasmal Conduit, Lvl MAX): The user passively emits a MEDIUM-range depressive field that only affects foes. If a foe would start or end their turn in this field, they gain *2* stacks of SORROW. Accumulating 2 SORROW halves a *3* random stats for as long as the stacks remain, while accumulating 4, 8, and 12 SORROW STUNs the target and knocks them PRONE until the end of the round. When a foe accumulates 12 SORROW, they are stripped of all RESISTANCES and any attacks against them are automatic critical hits until the start of their next turn. The first time a foe would strike the user in a turn, they gain 1 SORROW. SORROW MAX: 12

DEPRESSIVE WEIGHT (Lvl 4): If a foe would start or end their turn in the field, then they instead accumulate 2 stacks of SORROW. The first time a foe would strike the user in a turn, they gain 1 SORROW. SORROW MAX: 12 (BIO +50%)

DEPRESSIVE WEIGHT (Lvl 5): The field of ability now extends to MEDIUM range. Accumulating 2 SORROW now halves 3 stats instead of 1. When a foe accumulates 12 SORROW, they are stripped of all RESISTANCES and any attacks against them are automatic critical hits until the start of their next turn. (BIO +150%)

BADGER’S BARBARISM—LEVEL UP

>>BADGER’S BARBARISM (Unnatural Predator, Lvl 4 of 5): Now, if an ally is injured within Julia’s line of sight, she instead gains +3 PROFICIENCY on top of her most proficient damage type, and +1 to all others until the end of her turn. +3 SLASHING PROFICIENCY. (HEALTH +140%)

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>>5196098

CALCITE HALO—LEVEL UP

>>CALCITE HALO (Hexane, Lvl 6 of 10): You may elect to gain *+7* Lvls of resistance to *TWO* damage types before combat. IGNORE effects that would reduce the user’s resistances. Repeated attacks against the user from a given source now grant a +2 Lvls of resistance per hit. Immune to forced movement. +3 Lvls of SLASHING, PIERCING, CRUSHING, and BLUDGEONING resistance. If a foe would damage the Calcite Halo’s user with an ability the user is immune to, half of the incoming damage is reflected upon the attacker as non-elemental damage. The damage this count deals may not be reduced in any way.

>>CALCITE HALO (Lvl 4): If a foe would damage the Calcite Halo’s user with an ability the user is immune to, half of the incoming damage is reflected upon the attacker as non-elemental damage. The damage this count deals may not be reduced in any way. (HEALTH +160%, HEALTH REGEN +80%)

>>CALCITE HALO (Lvl 5): You may elect to gain +7 Lvls of resistance to TWO damage types before combat. (HEALTH +140%, HEALTH REGEN +70%)

>>CALCITE HALO (Lvl 6): Repeated attacks against the user from a given source now grant a +2 Lvl of resistance per hit. +3 Lvl of SLASHING, PIERCING, CRUSHING, and BLUDGEONING resistance. (HEALTH +120%, HEALTH REGEN +60%)

CALL TO HARM—ACQUIRED

CALL TO HARM—LEVEL UP

>>CALL TO HARM (Lvl 1 of 5): Spend 300% BIO to forcibly spur your allies to action, choosing from one of TWO EFFECTS; all allies within striking distance of a foe make an attack against one OR all allies may immediately move adjacent to you and make a free attack against a foe within MELEE range of you. (BIO +300%, BIO REGEN +100%)

>>CALL TO HARM (Lvl 2 of 5): The first time in combat that you call allies to your side using this ability, the damage they deal is increased by +1 TIER for yourself and every ally adjacent to you. (BIO +180%, BIO REGEN +60%)

>>CALL TO HARM (Lvl 3 of 5): The attack range of both abilities is increased to MEDIUM. (BIO +120%, BIO REGEN +40%)

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>>5196099

“Th-that should all d-do nicely.” Julia smiles as the last of Merkabah’s biomass merges with Julia’s raw musculature, the two of you standing together in the far corner of the Roost’s living room. The fibers visible between her outer leathers twitch, redoubling as her physical form reaches new heights of power. Her fingers, normally so gentle and soft despite the lack of skin, suddenly lance forth with talons, fiercer and longer than they’ve ever been. She flexes her weaponized digits experimentally before retracting them, and you take that moment to fix your friend with an apologetic expression.

“Thank you, for being here. I wish we could’ve called you back into action under better circumstances, but-”

She reaches out and places a finger on your lips, meeting your expression with one that matches your own sentiment.

“Please d-don’t apologize, Shu. There won’t *be* any b-better circumstances until we finish the Crucible.” She replies, glancing around at your allies at the other end of the room as they dart to and fro with pre-combat preparations. “But we’ll d-do that as we’ll do anything else from here on out…as a team.”

“Wait, you mean…?” You say, and Julia nods. “What about Laoc?”

“Laoc is in a better place, now.” She smiles.

“Thanks to you.”

“Thanks to the people th-that are fighting to live their life in an extraordinary world.” Julia amends. “Thanks to Jeraha, Ivey and all the amazing people she’s gathered. Th-thanks to every soul in Laoc who dreams of a b-brighter future.”

“...Then let’s do right by them, shall we?” You sigh, casting an appraising look over your hurried allies.

“I’d love to introduce you to Andromeda, b-by the way…” Julia says before glancing around the room.

“...although knowing you, there’s some more prep-work you’d like to take care of before heading out into the f-field.”

>>Any last-minute adjustments can be made in the field. Head out and lay the groundwork to victory with Gina, Sugar, Johanna, and Uzu as the Terraforming Team.

>>Julia knows you well…there are one or two things you’d like to take care of before heading out.

>>Go back outside to finish your conversation with Ziz and Leviathan—there’s something else you need to know.

>>Write-In

YOU ARE IN CONTROL
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(Voting shall remain open for the next three hours, with posting to resume in four. I do hope that everyone had a pleasant weekend, and a thoroughly restful one at that.)
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>>5196097
Oh yeah, maxed-out skills are worth it. Julia might be able to do a lot of damage to Behemoth this way, assuming he can't shed stacks easily. He probably can. Still, it's neat.

>>5196098
Carnivorous Carver and Depressive Weight, also demonstrating the worth of maxed-out skills, even if at five-level skills their max isn't quite as cool. Very nice. We need to get the rest of the party some of these. Next level-up, let's put stuff into the 4/5 skills we have. Finish off Alabaster Endoskeleton and Spiritus Ex Testa, see what those are like at max.
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>>5196100
Oh, neat, we've got Julia back in the main party, then? Dorian should be happy about that. Though oh no, now we've got to budget for her in level-ups again.

As for last-minute stuff, I can't think of anything crucial. Though one idea does occur to me: We could go grab the Sparagmos Engine that Ringo was guarding. Worse comes to worse, we could use that as an implosion bomb on Behemoth. Think that's worth the time?
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>>5196100
looks like Julia's stay at Laoc was well worth the investment now that Laoc's situation has stabilized. Also, holy shit. Julia's probably the biggest lethal single-target damage dealer in our team in terms of sheer ability damage.

>>5196132
We could technically do that via the Sparagmos engine right now. The question is if the trade-off is worth it in terms of the level-up department at this point of the prep. We'll have to decide which ability tree we're fine with downgrading in exchange for upgrading those 4/5 abilities.

Also, I wonder how big of a stat-stick Julia's gained from this.
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>>5196105
how much time do we have left in the preparation phase again? one hour? two?

Also, weren't we gonna get an info update on the breakers and the Hassans? or did our input in the planning phase put that to the wayside?
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>>5196140
(I'll be updating Julia stats shortly.)

>>5196144
(I'd say two hours. And the update on them is forthcoming in the next update.)
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>>5196145
(Julia's stats have been updated. She was already powerful, but she should be good for a little while now.)
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>>5196140
>Also, I wonder how big of a stat-stick Julia's gained from this.
+1490% Health, +550% Health Regen, +1710% Bio, +505% Bio Regen, +1 Act

And we could fiddle around with the Sparagmos Engine, but yeah, I'm not sure what we'd trade off. Especially on Shu. It feels like Shu is a bit underleveled compared to the rest of the party. As I recall we've been having her hold back when level splits were uneven, so she's a few levels behind the rest. Next time we get a meal, Shu should get a bigger portion. She's earned it. Also, Kadath levels, we still need to introduce ourselves to the new Dream Daughters we picked up. But who knows when we'll get the chance for that.
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>>5196152
Likely after the Behemoth confrontation and before the rocket launch...if we're successful in surviving Behemoth that is...I shudder to think of the consequences of an ally falling to behemoth.
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>>5196100
>>Any last-minute adjustments can be made in the field. Head out and lay the groundwork to victory with Gina, Sugar, Johanna, and Uzu as the Terraforming Team.
I can't think of anything super critical. Unless someone thinks it's worth it to try the Sparagmos Bomb idea, I say we should just go for it.

Also, I just noticed: Julia no longer has her attack spam option, does she? I guess it was too overpowered with the changes to Sculptress of Flesh, and got nerfed. She's still got a lot of attacks per round, though, even without the ability to spend for more. If this was against anyone other than Behemoth, she'd still shred them. But no spending a few hundred Health to instantly get Behemoth to max Malleable Skin, darn.
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>>5196152
A thought, Call to Harm would be an excellent rallying ability that synergizes with high-mobility and teleport-style daughters really well. Add Keane into the mix and this would create a team that could group-tank direct hits back then during the Spiraling fear event, possibly even saving everyone from an area AoE.

>And we could fiddle around with the Sparagmos Engine, but yeah, I'm not sure what we'd trade off. Especially on Shu. It feels like Shu is a bit underleveled compared to the rest of the party. As I recall we've been having her hold back when level splits were uneven, so she's a few levels behind the rest. Next time we get a meal, Shu should get a bigger portion. She's earned it.

>>5196174
I think the Malleable skin burst would work best if it's a finishing move. That way we don't have to suffer the slog to whittle down Behemoth his full life-bar. We'll only need to whittle down to at least 1/2 before triggering the burst, provided that Behemoth doesn't cleanse the stacks, which I'm sure he'll have countermeasures for.
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>>5196174
I'd rather not...the Sparagmos bomb requires timing and while the damage would be notable enough to cause Behemoth harm, the collateral and the chaos of the fight might end up taking down a team member that we'd rather not lose, especially if Behemoth gets wise and fights dirty by face-tanking the explosion but letting the explosion vapourize several members of our team.
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>>5196174
Behemoth may be prideful, but he's no fool in combat.
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>>5196184
Yeah, that's fair. So, any other preparation that we should do, though? We've coordinated with our team, we've scouted the field of battle, I don't think there's anything left to do, really. Am I missing anything?
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>>5196190
discuss contingencies with members from each team. No initial plan survives contact with the enemy. Failure starts at the top. Address or discuss any concerns with daughters of wavering morale or with those that harbor doubts (likely B'ni should she choose to initiate), or if we're really that high-strung on nerves, we could find a place to relax.

That said, we could also inspect the proverbial thunderdome that we're setting up for behemoth to play in and make final adjustments. We are pulling double duty on terraforming given the fact that we have abilities that can aid in the preparation.
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>>5196198
Yeah, alright, sounds reasonable.

>>5196100
>>Julia knows you well…there are one or two things you’d like to take care of before heading out.
>Have one last go-round, making sure that everyone knows their place in the plan and where to fall back to if we have to retreat. Try to calm and bring up the morale of anyone who's got bad nerves, hear out their concerns so we can come up with ideas for worst case scenarios.
>Discuss contingencies and what to do if Behemoth disrupts the plan. The biggest worry is that he'll charge the artillery and leave our field of battle entirely, forcing us to fight him on the move. Terraformers should be ready to obstruct his movement, and distraction and heavy teams ready to hit him hard in a way he can't ignore. Buff and distraction teams should also be prepared to help evacuate anyone who Behemoth targets and needs to be relocated rapidly.

How's that?
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>>5196100 supporting >>5196211

>>5196211
Sounds good. The update on our raiders may change the calculus however.

>>5196100
Hang on. So what are we gonna do with the Fragment of Hope? I had almost forgotten about the Fragment of hope. Do we know the full extent of its properties now? Can we utilize it in any fashion against Behemoth? If we're using it, then who's gonna use it? Shu? Shu would make sense given that she's the one that the Fragment resonated with the most.
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>>5196216
(That was also something I wanted to make 100% clear, so one of your allies will float that question, you'll get more context, and that'll be part of the upcoming vote.)
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>>5196100
Alright, supporting >>5196211.
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(Almost through with the update, will be posting momentarily.)
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>>5196100

Julia knows you well…there *are* one or two things you’d like to take care of before heading out.

Taking a moment to have one last go-round of the Dragon’s Roost, you quickly touch base with everyone to ensure they know their place in the plan and where to fall back to if you all have to retreat…it’s a simple task, made simpler by the fact that morale seems to be considerably higher now than it’s been in some time.

Retreat? To West’s secret cave network, which will allow you to pop up and flank Behemoth, or escape if need be.

Contingencies? You find November and Pendra already agreeing on exit strategies, with the former about to contact Gina to spread the word to the terraforming team to disrupt his movement while the buff team can turn their attentions to slowing him down if necessary.

It’s Gina who’s taken up the brunt of the coordination, no doubt feeling your mind fraying as you juggle the pieces of the puzzle that is Behemoth…but it’s an odd feeling, setting out to comfort and command only to find that your family’s the ones that’re telling you everything’s fine.

They seem to mean it, too.

You’re not sure if it’s Julia’s return, the sheer number of capable and friendly Daughters present, or denial of the threat that looms on the horizon, but regardless—they’re all carrying on with smiles on their faces and hope in their hearts.

You set out to ease fears and allay concerns, but…they don’t need it.

At least for this, in this single, fleeting moment, they don’t need you.

…the thought comforts you more than you’d like to admit.

It's not a thought that last for long, though, as Paloma and Francine stride up to you simultaneously with news evident in their expressions and half-parted lips.

“By all means Darling, go first.” The good doctor obliges, gesturing for the Ikea’s leader to take the floor.

“Sure, I’ll be quick! Okay, so about the Hassans—it looks like they’ve finished their own preparations, thanks to a tip I got from a merchant they frequent. Seeks like mostly stealth gear, as is their signature.” Paloma informs you, the corners of her lips twitching into a smile. “They also stocked up on Relics built to secure and nullify other Relics…meaning they don’t know what the fragment’s capable of, which could give us an edge.”

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>>5196291

“Jumping off of Paloma’s information, it appears that we can transport the Hope fragment after some modifications to the Geschoss, with some assistance from Director Pendra.” Francine adds smoothly. “Apparently they had a similar, though not identical issue with containing the fields around their own fragment, so we were able to craft a mobile version of the containment unit Rath and I worked on here, and we can do the same for Pendra’s convoy…though I wouldn’t trust either to hold up under duress. Which begs the question—if the Hassan were preparing to make off with it, then what are the Breaker’s Dozen planning now that we may have the fragment out in the open? I’d imagine they’d wait until one side or the other emerges victorious and tired before they…wh-what is it?”

Francine’s brow furrows as Paloma cringes, the shorter girl turning to you. “Uh…good news! We won’t have to worry about the Breakers anymore. So, yay! One less thing to juggle, right?”

You frown, reflecting that ‘one less thing to worry about’ heralded more problems than not, in the past.

“They’re dead, aren’t they?” You sigh, massaging the bridge of your nose between thumb and forefinger.

“Oh, very much so. Down to the last. Very surgical…I’d be impressed, if the perpetrators didn’t worry me more.” Paloma confirms, her ‘bad news’ giving both you and Francine a starling pause. “Though there was some distortion that made Skintalking less effective in determining the size and scope of the team, I can confirm there were at least three Proxies involved in the attack.”

“…West Prime?” You mutter aloud before turning to Francine. “Can she even transmit anymore?”

“Hypothetically she…no. No, her connection has been severed.” She shakes her head, eyes wide as she quickly turns over the possibilities in her mind. “This is…troubling, but it does simplify our plans for the Hope fragment. With the Breakers gone, we only have to worry about a small contingent who prioritize stealth over breaking-and-entering. It would be unlikely that they’d try to dart in between our sheer number of forces and Behemoth, of all things.”

“A rock and a hard place, if I’ve ever seen one.” Paloma adds. “Though if they’re bolder than we give them credit for, that could pose a problem.”

At that, Francine turns to you to make the final call.

“So…what is your plan for the Hope fragment, Darling?”

>>Load the Hope Fragment on the Geschoss or with Pendra’s convoy. You’re not sure what you’d use it for, but you don’t want it left alone.

>>Leave the Hope fragment at the Roost—you’re not going to bring it to a battlefield.

>>Between Francine, Cassandra, and Pendra, maybe the three could brainstorm some uses for the thing before you talk to Behemoth? It would take away from prep time, but still…

>>Write-In

YOU ARE IN CONTROL
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(Voting shall remain open for the next six hours, with posting to resume tomorrow morning at 10AM, Eastern time. Thank you all for your time, patience, and participation, and I hope you all had a good weekend.)

(Also, a question regarding voting times. - does the current format suit you all, or would you prefer updates in the afternoon and evening instead of mornings and afternoons as I've been doing it recently? I ask because J want to ensure everyone has ample time to vote and to give me time to write around our work schedules.)

(Let me know what works for you all, and I wish you a restful evening.)
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>>5196293
>The proxies are on the move.
That is both simultaneously concerning and a relief, but it also raises all sorts of questions as to what prompted the hermits to make a move concerning the Hope Fragment.
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>>5196293
That is troubling, yes. Why would the Proxies have gone for the Breakers? Did they just cross paths by chance, or were the Proxies targeting them?

Also, how much must the Proxies have buffed up if they won with more than two to one numbers disadvantage, against a pretty capable combat team? That's also worrying, the Proxies deciding to grow in combat strength is ominous, to say the least.

>>Load the Hope Fragment on the Geschoss or with Pendra’s convoy. You’re not sure what you’d use it for, but you don’t want it left alone.

I don't want to leave this thing unguarded. And while a stealth team trying to hit us during a fight with a kaiju would be bad, we're going to have the battlefield monitored by a quartet of potent Skintalkers. I think between that and the giant monster fight scaring them off, we should be fine. I hope.

>>5196295
Given the rangeban on one of our posters meaning they can't vote until the evening, moving it to later in the day probably would be a good idea.
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>>5196293
>Make preparations to load the Hope Fragment on the Geschoss regardless while we brainstorm the uses for the thing.
>Between Francine, Cassandra, and Pendra, maybe the three could brainstorm some uses for the thing before you talk to Behemoth? It would take away from prep time, but still…

>>5196295
One in the morning and one in the evening. how about 10 am update with a 6 hour vote time followed by a 6 pm update with a 6 hour vote time? That might work with everyone's schedules so that those in the morning can wake up and see the update before going on with their day, and then come home to see the follow-up update and have time to relax and unwind while still having the chance to participate when it concerns those who work late into the evening.

>>5196315
The problem is it only three proxies are confirmed. That's at "minimum". We do not know if they attacked with a construct army or if they hired outside help. We also do not know where the site of the attack occurred, the breaker's dozen might have triggered the proxies to defend their own territory due to location. It also means the Proxies also have a vested interest in the Hope Fragment if they were that willing to risk life and limb to take out a group of raiders.
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>>5196315
Do you think they'll strike while we mobilize and march out enroute to the site of battle? Another problem that might present itself is that the Hassans might choose a different target to go after if they've decided to give up on the Hope Fragment (i.e. All the loot in our house, the Clean Sparagmos Engine with 1-free revive remaining.)
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>>5196332
Maybe. Ideally they'd just withdraw for the moment and strike again later, give us more time to prepare for a conflict with them. But they might decide to go for other targets of opportunity in the absence of Fragment. We'd be taking the most important loot with us, but we could try relocating the Spargmos Engines (we actually have two of them, each with one revive remaining) to Laoc in the meantime. They're probably too big for the Hassan to move them anyway, but no reason not to be sure.
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(Also, a question; is there anything else you'd like to do at the Roost after giving the order to Francine, or would you like to transition to the coastline with the Terraforming Team?)
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>>5196343
I think we should have someone take the Gear and quickly relocate the Sparagmos Engines to Laoc. I do think that the Hassan taking a lesser prize is a worry, so if we can get those out of the way that would be good.
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>>5196343
Nail a letter in Parchment to the Roost's proverbial front door for the Hassans that reads: Thank you Hassans for the visit! But your princess is in another Castle!

This is downright petty but it will certainly be something that's bound to cheese off the Hassans and probably get a laugh from those who get the reference.
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>>5196315
Do you think we could load the Fragment onto the Convoy and still have time to brainstorm some uses for the Fragment? We still don't have a complete picture of its full functionality.
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>>5196356
It depends on what sort of equipment they need to do their analysis. BHOP >>5196343, what exactly would they need? Is this something they can discuss on the way, or would we need them to stay back here to access equipment?
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>>5196358
(Pendra practically has her whole lab loaded on her convoy, so it's something they could do in transit or on-site.)
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>>5196363
Okay. Let's make it a secondary priority, then. First priority is getting the fire base and pit set up, but if they can do any testing on the way, do so.

>>5196293
>>Load the Hope Fragment on the Geschoss or with Pendra’s convoy. You’re not sure what you’d use it for, but you don’t want it left alone.
>Have our scientist friends brainstorm uses for the Fragment along the way. Priority should be to setting up for the fight, so if they don't come up with anything in time that's fine, but we'd like to hear any ideas they have.
>Have Gina teleport our Sparagmos Engines and Forge over to Laoc, just in case the Hassan try to take a consolation prize from the Lair, then regroup with us via a spoke we retained.
>Leave the Lair locked up tight, along with some extra doors and room partitions just to slow down attempts at entry.
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>>5196293
>Nail a letter in Parchment with a Fuzzbuzz Hivephone voicemail to the Roost's proverbial front door for the Hassans that reads: "Thank you for visiting! But your princess is in another Castle, and we are currently fighting Giga Bowser (aka Behemoth)! If you're interested in volunteering, please dial the nearest skintalker or leave a message after the buzz."
It's petty, but it's hilarious. We're kind enough to give them courtesy manners but also snubbing their attempts at burglary.
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>>5196416
>>5196343

Addendum: The message is written with Crayons. Amara wanted to help with leaving a note by the door.
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>>5196293
vote;
>Load the Hope Fragment on the Geschoss or with Pendra’s convoy. You’re not sure what you’d use it for, but you don’t want it left alone.
>Between Francine, Cassandra, and Pendra, maybe the three could brainstorm some uses for the thing before you talk to Behemoth? It would take away from prep time, but still…


>>5196295
If it wasn't for the infuriating range ban the time would be fine, but with no way around it i can find, it can be frustrating. like i wanted and honestly still want to ask the Pyre Ants for help, but it feels too late now and i couldn't during the part before for aforementioned reasons.

but the issue is you're never going to fit a schedule most likely to fits everyone. Best to stick to what you yourself can make work, its the only thing close to a fair way about it.
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>>5196464
>If it wasn't for the infuriating range ban the time would be fine, but with no way around it i can find, it can be frustrating. like i wanted and honestly still want to ask the Pyre Ants for help, but it feels too late now and i couldn't during the part before for aforementioned reasons.
>>5196363
any input or response from the Pyre ants or are they waiting at the dig site?
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>>5196503
(They've already been contacted, and are awaiting your arrival at the site. Amara reached out.)
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>>5196532
alright, good to hear though sad it had to happen offscreen and unmentioned.
bless Amara though for doing it. that sounds like a painfully cute conversation.
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>>5196552
It does sound cute, yeah. This adorable seven year-old calling up her friends the ant-people to help her dig a pit trap. She probably got it in return for promising to help babysit the larvae.
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>>5196552
>>5196575
(I could fill a book with all the cute stuff that happens offscreen.)

(...all the horrible stuff too, but I think everyone would prefer the former.)
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>>5196616
Slowly but surely getting to the point in Sathriel's story where the details in the final beat of the story is coming together. Dialogue is easy, descriptors are surprisingly hard to write without going fully overboard in purple prose. Scope creep was and is a definite problem. But with persistence, I might be able to finish it tonight, muse willing. I do have a question however: Do you want me to post the short story at the end of the vein? or do you want me to post it as a separate link doc?
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(Still writing, will be posting shortly!)
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>>5196293

“Francine? Make preparations to load the Hope fragment on the Geschoss.” You instruct. “If you can spare the time, then pull in both Cassandra and Pendra to brainstorm uses for the thing against Behemoth—I want every edge we can get if things with Behemoth go south, but prepping for him comes first.”

Francine bows, ducking back to November’s usual haunt as Paloma darts off to continue her own pre-confrontation work, while you lock eyes with Jeraha across the room as Rath heaves an armful of Relics into the girl’s hands.

“Jeraha! Mind if I teleport my Forge and Sparagmos Engine over to Laoc until the dust settles?” You ask, and it takes the mayor of Laoc a full two seconds to run the math in her head.

“They’ll fit in the town hall. I’ll let everyone know.” She brusquely replies, and with that dealt with you now turn to Dorian, who’s taken the opportunity to sidle up to Julia yet again. “Dorian, you’ve got an eye for the Roost. I need your help with something.”

“Name it, my friend.’ The young man airily replies, spinning on his heel to fix you with a smile as Julia closes the distance between them with a single step.

“I need you to make this place a goddamn nightmare.”

“…Pardon?” He blinks, confused.

“The Hassans may still try and ransack the place even without the fragment or engine, so I want you to make this place as confusing as possible. Wrap this place in a labyrinth.” You emphasize. “Just…absolutely fuck it up, my man.”

A slow, mischievous smile creeps across the young man’s face as he turns to the young woman at his side. “Lady Julia—have you ever played the Legend of Zelda series?”

“OH! Y-yes, I have!” She replies excitedly.

“I was thinking something along the lines of the Ocarina of Time water temple in terms of complexity.”

“Oh, not Lakebed?” She fires back, and he arches one eyebrow in pleased surprise.

“An excellent touch.”

“D-did you ever play Wizardry?” She asks.

“…You’re evil.” He grins.

“I know.” Julia winks in reply.

Yeah, you’re…just going to leave them to whatever it is that they’ve got going on right now.

GG handles the teleportation of both Forge and Engine to Laoc after the mayor gives your girlfriend the ‘all-clear’, and after that you, Gina, Johanna, Uzu, and Sugar take your leave of the Roost, journeying to the familiarly stark coastline that runs the River of Tears’ merciless length. Having just recently been on the churning ocean waters, it’s nice to put some distance between you and the burning waters that lap innocuously on the shore. It was only a relatively short while ago that you washed up on this very shoreline, coughing up acid and getting nursed back to health by Gina. Before you even met the organization whose launch you now seek to ensure leaves safely, before you’d even met Jackie and her girls, before the Monastery, before…

(Continued)
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>>5197027

…it’s as you gaze down the river that you realize the scenery’s bringing back more than mere nostalgia. You recognize the coast’s curve, the shade of the sands, and even the rocky crags, whose foreboding angles point accusatorily at the opposite shore. It’s a landscape burned into memory, as you fought for your life against an old friend.

The last time you were here, Gina-

“I’m okay.” She says, placing her hand on your shoulder just as you’re about to draw in a shaky breath. “I’m here now, with everyone. We’re okay.”

“Yeah, it’s…it’s just been a lot in a very short time.” You sigh, gazing out over the river’s deadly surface. “We’ve come a long way, haven’t we?”

“We have…and not just us, apparently.” She murmurs, taking your chin and gently turning you to face yet another surprise.

A legion of red chitin crests over a nearby hill as a wave of Pyreants surge towards you. Sugar stands, ready for battle before you stride forth to greet the hundred-strong unit. “Hello, friends. To what do we owe the pleasure?”

“Your grub told our Majesty you required assistance with tunnels.” One of the identical workers replies with a voice that’s like the rattling of pocket change.

“We do tunnels.” Another adds, followed by yet more in a sort of discordant harmony.

“We are good at tunnels.”

“Very good.”

“Many tunnel.”

“Very hole.”

“Excellent burrows.”

You share a glance with Gina before you reply; “I…see. I greatly appreciate the help, and I’d like to know what Amara promised in return.”

“You misunderstand.” Says one to your left, before an ant to your right continues the thought. “Your grub said there was a hive that sought to leave this world.”

“They needed help.” Says another.

“To make a new hive.”

“On a different rock.”

“In a different place.”

“Our Queen sees value in helping hives.” The Pyreant before you explains as his fellows behind him add their own chorus. “You helped ours. We help others.”

“Hives of all kinds.”

“We are the same.”

“So why can these hives not work together?”

“This is what your grub said. The Queen saw wisdom in her words…”

“…your grub also promised more FuzzBuzzes.”

“Many more.”

“So many.”

“They comfort our grubs.”

“Not just grubs!” Chimes one from the back.

“That is enough.” The one before you chides before addressing you. “Show us where hole should be. We will make it for the honor of our Queen. For the honor of the bond you and she share.”

“…I will have to thank your Queen personally, when we’re done here. Come—I’ll explain on the way.” You say with a smile, gesturing for the legion to follow you.

>>Speak with one or more of your present allies before the rest of your family arrives.

>>Wait until everyone else arrives, then touch base with them before you begin.

>>Write-In

YOU ARE IN CONTROL
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(Voting shall remain open for the next three hours, with posting to resume in four.)

>>5196626
(I'd say to post in at the end of the Vein so it's Archived alongside it, though if you wouldn't mind posting a link as well then I can add it to the fanworks collection if you're up for it!)
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>>5197027
>A slow, mischievous smile creeps across the young man’s face as he turns to the young woman at his side. “Lady Julia—have you ever played the Legend of Zelda series?”
>“OH! Y-yes, I have!” She replies excitedly.
>“I was thinking something along the lines of the Ocarina of Time water temple in terms of complexity.”
>“Oh, not Lakebed?” She fires back, and he arches one eyebrow in pleased surprise.
>“An excellent touch.”
>“D-did you ever play Wizardry?” She asks.
>“…You’re evil.” He grins.
>“I know.” Julia winks in reply.
Those dorks are too cute.

>>5197028
>“You misunderstand.” Says one to your left, before an ant to your right continues the thought. “Your grub said there was a hive that sought to leave this world.”
>“They needed help.” Says another.
>“To make a new hive.”
>“On a different rock.”
>“In a different place.”
>“Our Queen sees value in helping hives.” The Pyreant before you explains as his fellows behind him add their own chorus. “You helped ours. We help others.”
>“Hives of all kinds.”
>“We are the same.”
>“So why can these hives not work together?”
Dang. The PyreAnts have come far, to learn this level of altruism. I'm proud of these guys. Seriously, that's incredible, that they want to help for no reason other than that they can imagine themselves in the Dissociated's position. Good for them.


>…your grub also promised more FuzzBuzzes.”
>“Many more.”
>“So many.”
>“They comfort our grubs.”
>“Not just grubs!” Chimes one from the back.
FuzzBuzz is the most powerful force in the known universe, I swear. If we're not careful FuzzBuzz is going to turn out to be the Mother of All, the ultimate being that guides the universe in benevolence.
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>>5197028
>>Wait until everyone else arrives, then touch base with them before you begin.
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>>5197028
>Speak with one or more of your present allies before the rest of your family arrives.
>Make small talk with Ember's children, ask about her health, and the like.
>Ask if they can help by expanding and reinforcing the tunnel network we have planned for our battlefield, an expansive tunnel means our allies will be able to traverse the field more easily while ensuring that any terraforming shenanigans become less likely to cause cave-ins that trap or kill them.
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(Hello, everyone. Still writing the update since work is rather intense. I'll update as soon as possible, so thank you all for bearing with me.)
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>>5197028

You start by asking if they Pyreants can help by expanding and reinforcing the tunnel network you have planned, hoping to make traversal easier and mitigate the possibility of cave-ins. They’re happy to oblige, with a harmony of four or five amalgams declaring their proficiency of tunnel-carving once more as you explain your plans. Both you and Gina show the amalgams an example of what you’re working towards, with only a minute or two of elaboration needed before they spring into action with alarming efficiency. They begin promptly, and to your surprise one or two of them actively start asking questions of your allies, trying to collaborate with Uzu and Johanna as you all set about the task at hand.

“How is your Queen? It’s been a little while since I’ve been able to say hello.” You begin, testing the waters of small talk…which, to your surprise, run deeper than you expected.

“She is well!” Replies a Pyreant just to the left of the one you actually addressed. “She has been busy.”

“Many of your kind have come through our lands as of late.” Adds the Pyreant closest to you.

“Has there been any trouble?” You ask, concerned as Gina picks up the slack on your concentration.

“None. Your kind are suspicious of us, but the Queen insists on addressing every group of travelers.”

“Personally.” Another clarifies.

“Tell her about the camp!” Shouts another from a recently-dug hole.

“Yes, the camp!” Agrees another, mandibles halfway-embedded in the earth’s bleeding terrain.

“There is a small encampment of Daughters on our land. They asked to stay. To help the Queen with her mission. Convince those that doubted our Queen’s honor.”

“That’s…I’m glad to hear it.” You say with a relieved sigh that quickly gives way to a smile. “I’d like to see her again soon and catch up.”

“In this worker’s humble opinion? She would like that.” A trio of Pyreants answer in unison, and with that you and everyone present set your focus to the task at hand. The amalgams help you make your preparations in record time, your progress and the Pyreants’ presence both surprising the other teams when they finally arrive.

“Yay, they came!” Amara shouts, breaking from the rest of your family to rush forward and marvel at the Pyreants’ work…at least, until she flashes you a fretful glance. “Was it okay for me to-“

She’s cut off, squealing with delight as you scoop her up and spin her around with a smile. “You did great, sweetie. I’m proud of you. Now, go find Cassandra and Orwell, and get into position.”

Amara obliges, darting off towards where the Metall Geschoss and Prendra’s convoy come rumbling into view, making their way to the shelled-out ruins they’ll call home for this particular confrontation.

(Continued)
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>>5197371

“Gang’s all here, boss!” Rath grins as she strides up to you, weaving through a passing army of Amara’s clones before giving your handiwork an impressed whistle. “Nicely done.”

Dorian blitzes up to you with Julia in tow, who you can tell will take a little while to get used to moving at those speeds again. “Miss Shu, the Dragon’s Roost is secure. Amara also insisted on pinning a Super Mario reference on the front door.”

“Your p-princess is in another castle.” Julia adds when you fix the pair with a look of confusion, but your laugh is drowned out by the sound of rushing wind and the glint of scarlet light off jagged metal.

“Status green.” Snowbird announces, her avian form unfurling into something more humanoid. “Ready for operation.”

“Good to have you.” You nod, scanning around for the final member of the vanguard, waving to the Midnight Crew as they confer with the Barbers. “Where’s the last-?”

“Here.” B’ni says softly, raising her hand from behind Rath.

“That’s all of the vanguard team, right?” Rath asks, planting her hands on her hips. “What team is Jules gonna be on?”

“An excellent question.” You murmur, weighing be best spot for one of your earliest allies…

…and all the while, the seconds tick by.

Only a little further, and then what will be, will be.

>>Assign Julia to a team of your choice

AND

>>You’re ready—await Behemoth’s arrival with the Vanguard Team.

>>Elect an ally in your team to speak with until Behemoth’s arrival (Write-In).

>>Assemble your allies for one last speech to rally them, then confront Behemoth.

>>Write-In

YOU ARE IN CONTROL
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(Voting shall remain open for the next six hours, with posting to resume tomorrow morning at 12PM, Eastern time. I’m afraid I didn’t exactly get more than a few hours of sleep last night, so I may be unavailable later this evening as I try and make up for lost sleep. I do hope you all have a good day and a restful evening.)
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>>5197375
>>Assign Julia to a team of your choice
>Distraction Team
>>You’re ready—await Behemoth’s arrival with the Vanguard Team.

Julia needs to stay close-in, and with Stormfront Waltz she can ride along with Dorian's movement. Plus, if she's in close range when combat begins, Sculptress of Flesh's automatic stacks will kick in and start Behemoth's debuffs off strong. If the level eight effect procs, Behemoth would actually be paralyzed. Sounds good to me.


Also, just to be clear, what do we have in the pit trap? I think the ideas we had were spikes, various bombs, and Psy-Banelings to prevent Behemoth instantly terraforming out? Anything else in there?
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>>5197378
go get some sleep Bhop. you've done a wonderful job.

Also, goddamn is the Elden ring hype so big. I've yet to buy that game and already some of the characters make for good images for daughters in the crucible, pic related as a good example of a phantasmal conduit type.

I just hope my new PC has the stats to run it at minimum settings.
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>>5197378
I'm sorry to hear your sleep schedule has been bad recently. I hope tonight is better.
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>>5197375
>>Elect an ally in your team to speak with until Behemoth’s arrival (Write-In).
>Dr. Pendra, Francine, discuss what they have come up with for the Hope Fragment.

>>5197390
It seems we still have time, why don't we get caught up with what the scientists have come up for the Hope Fragment.

>>5197378
Do we have one hour of prep-time left? Last minute adjustments and final checks.
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>>5197392
its gotten better for some time now when it comes to performance. In the beginning my Pc was struggling a bit but now for the last week its gotten a lot better in terms of optimisation.

Also just finished that particular Quest Line of Ranni. And gotta say she would be more combination of Phatasmal Conduit and Skintalker/Generator Hybrid. The Moonlight Greatsword one can get from her is pretty good

Though i have to warn you... Some of the enemies are just complete and utter bulls**t
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>>5197390
(You've hit the high points, yes. Anti-terraforming and lockdown effects, in essence.)

>>5197398
(You do have one hour remaining, yes.)

>>5197392
(Ha, there have been so many games coming out that are up my alley, I'm suffering from hype overload, basically. I may have to give Elden Ring a try, though Bloodborne's atmosphere and setting still speak to me the most out of any of the series.)

>>5197396
(I greatly appreciate that, and I will certainly try.)
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>>5197398
>It seems we still have time, why don't we get caught up with what the scientists have come up for the Hope Fragment.
Yeah, sure.

>>5197375
Changing >>5197390
to support >>5197398

Though keeping the vote for Julia, unless someone has a compelling argument against.
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Leaving for work. Hope your days leave you in better shape.
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>>5197413
(I hope you have a good shift!)
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>>5197413
Have a nice day, anon.
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>>5197028
>>5197371
im happy to see the pyre ants so far forward. its interesting too how theres a clear blend of individuality but still within a unified hive mind to some degree. wonder how far that'll go, given expecting them to evolve along our lines past a certain point would probably be naive.


>>5197392
to be honest? i have no interest in the Dark Souls grouping of games, but Ranni is great and she got me to actually learn the basic rundown of the new game and its endings.

>>5197378
as i am running 10 hours shifts and often feel lucky to get two? three? hours of free time each day to anything, i feel ya. get some sleep.

>>5197375
vote;
>assign Julia to the Distraction Team
>Assemble your allies for one last speech to rally them, then confront Behemoth.

I feel like Julia technically would work better in the vanguard team, shes actually very melee brawler focused. But i get wanting to put her with Dorian, especially with his ability to up her mobility.

>>5197398
as for this, i feel like we already discussed a solid enough potential use for it on him, so not sure i feel its really necessary.
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>>5197027
Oh man, I did not know I needed Julia and Dorian bonding (more) over terrible, nightmarish video game mazes.
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>>5197406
>>5197058
>Lakebed temple
>Wizardry
I only got half the reference but even I shudder at the mention of the zelda water temple. is a mind bender in and of itself.

What's next, silly obstacle courses from Takeshi's castle? Skeleton ball boulders? Human tetris walls? If anything, there would/should be skintalkers/neuromancers who would absolutely love to broadcast the shenanigans that happen in the Dragon's Roost if they caught wind of it. it may be even omake worthy from the slapstick/horror. The traps would absolutely be designed to be non-lethal, but make the lives of intruders miserable via slapstick comedy due to it being such an absolute time-sink.
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>>5197733
That'll be how we'll wind down after the rocket launch. We'll go over footage from the Lair and cut it together into a reel for Orwell to broadcast. Though we should probably give the Hassan some credit, they're career infiltrators and should be able to avoid the rookie mistakes. But I guess that will just make it more humiliating for any that actually catch them.
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>>5197733
>>5197738
I would absolutely watch Crucible Takeshi's Castle/Wipeout. That sounds like a treasure.
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>>5197375

“Julia? I’d like for you to stay with us as part of the Distraction Team.” You decide with a nod. “You'd help us immensely on the front lines.”

“I’ll d-do whatever I can to help!.” She replies with a hopeful smile as Dorian turns to her.

“What would you say to Laoc, after this?” He forwards, and Julia smiles.

“It’s a d-date.” She affirms, popping up on her tip-toes to give Dorian a quick kiss on the cheek.

“Ma’am?” Snowbird suddenly intones, and it takes you more than a second or two before you realize she’s addressing you, of all people. “Francine and the defectors appear to want a word.”

“Pardon me a moment, I’ll be right back.” You say, leaving Dorian and Julia staring into each others’ eyes while Rath just stands to the side with a shit-eating grin, and as for B’ni, well…she’s decided to find a deadly river the most interesting thing in the world, at this point.

You meet Francine and the others halfway between the distraction team and Pendra's caravan, with Snowbird walking just behind and to the left of you in lockstep .Francine’s nonplussed, while Cassandra’s kept her usual serene smile even in the face of Pendra’s frustration, clearly evident in the twitching of her chitinous form.

“Darling, I have good news and bad news.” Francine brusquely declares, throwing her hands wide.

“Seems to be the order of the day.” You sigh. “Hit me.”

“It appears that the Hope fragment’s replication effect extends to not only constructs, but to Amalgams and Relics as well.” The good doctor explains. “We’ve been able to determine a nascent pattern in the replications that closely resembles fractal geometry, and relies on direct physical contact between the shard and the item or person in question. We had to pull back, so the patterns have yet to be properly quantified to be of much use, I’m afraid.”

“Well they *could* have, if someone hadn't insisted on interrupting me.” Pendra scowls, while Francine just levels a withering stare at her former colleague.

“You started vomiting miniature versions of yourself, Director. I thought it might be prudent to cease your ‘experiment’ at that point.”

“I’m going to take a wild guess that prolonged contact leads to some unfortunate results?” You ask, and it’s Cassandra who happily provides the answer.

“Indeed, though it appears to run a bit deeper than that, dear.” She explains calmly. “The stone copies whatever’s in contact with it, using whatever surface area available to turn the surrounding biomass into said copies. Now, for a Hive Mistress like you or Francine, constructs spawned in such a manner are well and truly yours to control, though doing so swiftly exceeds your individual ability to manipulate and process information regarding the swarm, leading to severe disorientation and the high possibility of cerebral hemorrhaging.”

“Was...was there some good news, or-?”

(Continued)
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>>5198067

“If our theory is correct, then that’s a burden that can be shared by a sufficiently powerful team of Neuromancers, or with the support of Humoral Paladins.” Francine continues, ignoring Pendra’s persistent nagging. “Now, the generated constructs’ spawn rate is not linear, but rather geometric. Meaning…”

“I could control more swarmlings that I ever have before…but only as long as my support system could hold the line against my brain exploding.” You conclude with yet another sigh. “Okay…what about constructs that don’t need a controller, like Amara’s Joyous?”

“Much like in the case of an individual, they’re cognition is quickly overwhelmed by having a single mind split across multiple versions of themself. It’s a curious thing, to copy the body but stretch a mind across all of the replicant tissue.”

“Yeah, it’s weird…but pretty par for the course considering where it came from, I suppose.” You nod, taking it all in. “And what about Relics? Any practical applications, there?”

“It appears that Relics are a special case. What is done to one is done to all. Moving parts, trigger mechanisms…but I’ve yet to find a pattern that wouldn’t make replicating something like your Contender an exercise in shooting literally everything on the battlefield at once.” Francine says, her turn to sigh as she folds her arms. “This damnable thing is so vexing that I’ve half a mind to strap one of Rath’s devices to it and see to what extent it can mirror explosive phenomena…no, Pendra. No. We’re not doing that.”

Looking for all the world like Amara when she’s put-out, Director Pendra huffs and paces in a circle as Cassandra offers a few words of warmth, while you address Francine. “Good work on all this. I’ll keep in touch.”

“Good luck, Darling…though I’ve never known you to need it.” She remarks with a smile, ushering the two Disassociated back to the caravan while you return to find Dorian and Julia speaking quietly to each other. It’s not sweet nothings, but rather hushed commentary on the other two members of the Distraction Team.

At your approach Dorian nods, directing your attention to where B’ni’s just…staring at the coastline, stock still, with Rath making her way over to the stricken girl.

It occurs to you that the same realization you came to earlier is hitting B’ni in much the same way.

“You good?”

Rath's query doesn’t make B’ni turn, but you can just barely hear Isabelle’s muttered reply, cast over one shoulder.

“...this beach…” She murmurs, fingers clenching and unclenching at her side. “This is the beach where-”

“Where I popped you a good one and sent you flying through a couple piles of rocks? Yep, this is the spot, my friend.” Rath supplies helpfully, which rewards her with a pair of furious emeralds staring daggers at your brawler’s implacable facade.

(Continued)
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>>5198069

“I get Shu, but how can you just stand there and smile?!” B’ni demands angrily, rounding on Rath…who just shoots the other girl an easygoing grin. “How are you okay with this?!”

“I’m not.” She replies, simply. “I’m really fuckin’ not, but I can either be an asshole or I can count my blessings that you’re on our side this time.”

B'ni just…stands there a moment in abject confusion, even as Rath closes the distance to stand shoulder-to-shoulder with your old foe, the brawlers gaze trained on the river as she conquests to speak.

“It’s kind of a dumb question, now that I think on it a little more…I mean, am I gonna bitch and moan about you being an absolute cockwaffle to me and the people I love, or am I gonna nut up and make sure those people live to see another day? Kind of a no-brainer if you ask me."

“I’m not asking for forgiveness. I don't deser-” B'ni starts to mutter before Rath's laugh cuts her off.

“Cool. I’m not giving it. We’re a long fuckin’ ways out from that. ‘Cause this?” Rath sighs, gesturing out at the legion of people working toward a common goal. “This is not what that is. This is me thinking about somebody else, and not letting my anger rob me of being there for them when they need me. This is everybody trying to make tomorrow something more than the fucking Hunger Games. And right now? There’s a reason Shu put us both on the same team. She needs us. You and me. This is bigger than either of us, Isabelle."

B'ni goes quiet at that, and you watch the two of them just stare out at the water for a long moment before Rath rubs the back of her neck.

“Shit.” The redhead mutters, prompting a concerned glance from the girl beside her.

“Wh-what?”

“Didn’t mean to do the whole ‘speech’ thing. I’ve been taking so many pages outta Shu’s book that it must be getting pretty slim by now.”

“Oh, I don’t know about that.” B'ni snorts. “She speaks volumes.”

Rath fires back; “Girl can be ‘War and Peace’ sometimes, y’know?”

…hey, now.

“Ha, yeah.” Your first friend and oldest foe chuckles, and after a moment she turns fully to Rath, tentatively extending a hand.

"For…for the family.” Isabelle declares, steeling her resolve.

“...for the future.” Rath smirks, thrusting out a fist that hangs mid-air between the two girls. B'ni blinks, then half-smiles as she returns your brawler's fist-bump.

(Continued)
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>>5198071

Giving the pair a moment of privacy as they stare out at the water, you shift your focus to your allies’ last-minute preparations. The Pyreants appear to be putting some last-minute touches on the network of tunnels as Gina urges them to fall back before Behemoth’s arrival, while you catch sight of a tell-tale shadow skirting between the marching feet of some nearby Joyous.

You catch a shimmer of dirty-blonde hair creating over a distant hill, and a decidedly bedraggled Orwell greets you a languid wave of her bony arm. The teen looks…drawn, if you were to put a word to her appearance. Hollowed-out, even as she starts jogging over to Amara’s side with a smile. She’s been wearing herself thin, for your sake…

…or maybe not just for you.

Everyone present is here because they’re fighting for someone or something. For your family, it’s each other. For Jackie and the midnight Crew, it’s for the bonds they share, forged long before the crucible on what they thought would be their deathbeds. For Snowbird, it’s to understand her own burgeoning sense of self, while for Ziz and Leviathan, it’s for their own family unit, scattered and copied amongst the stars. For the Barbers, well…some fight for autographs, while others fight to experience all that life has to offer. Jeraha’s got a whole city to think of Cassandra, one that's given the Hyenas a purpose. Cassandra’s noble intentions clash with Pendra’s clear rivalry with Francine, but the two are still side-by-side, fighting to ensure the safety of people they’ll likely never see again. And you?

You’re fighting to give everyone here a chance at living a life that isn’t dictated by the whims of distant, spiteful gods that rest at the top of the cosmic food chain. You’re fighting to given them a *choice*, to give them back the reigns of control to do with as they see fit. Your family, your friends…even the Disassociated, despite your disagreements. They all deserve that chance, that choice…

…Rath may be taking pages out of your book, but it’s one you couldn’t have written alone.

You draw in a deep breath, letting the sting of the riverside air fill your lungs and sharpen your senses. Not long, now…and you’ll be face-to-face with the final titan. The third of the creator’s ‘children’…and the most difficult to reason with, by far.

“Behemoth’s on the move.” Orwell suddenly barks in your ear, alerting you and every ally with a Commling that your time’s almost at hand. “He’s holding fast to the route we calculated.”

“Are you ready?” Snowbird intones beside you.

>>You are—confront Behemoth, with your friends and family at your back.

>>Give one last speech to rally the troops. You need it just as much as they do (Write-In).

>>Write-In

YOU ARE IN CONTROL
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(Voting shall remain open for the next four hours, with posting to resume in five.)
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>>5198069
>“If our theory is correct, then that’s a burden that can be shared by a sufficiently powerful team of Neuromancers, or with the support of Humoral Paladins.” Francine continues, ignoring Pendra’s persistent nagging. “Now, the generated constructs’ spawn rate is not linear, but rather geometric. Meaning…”
>“I could control more swarmlings that I ever have before…but only as long as my support system could hold the line against my brain exploding.” You conclude with yet another sigh. “Okay…what about constructs that don’t need a controller, like Amara’s Joyous?”
What about the Hive Halo? Nerada said it let her control swarmlings without limit. Would she work well with the Fragment?

Though if not, we can at least hold it in reserve as some combo super attack. Shu, Gina and the Midnight Crew work together to spam Behemoth with a billion swarmlings.

>>5198071
Good to see them able to work together. We've...not exactly forgiven B'Ni, more decided to try to move past the bad parts, but Rath hasn't had that sort of relationship with her. I'm glad to see that she can put the anger aside for her own reasons. Rock on, Rath. Let's fight for the future.

>>5198076
Hmm, we probably should do a speech of some sort. Nothing too big, we should stay punchy, but something to say before we go into this. I'll try to think of something.
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>>5198094
(Nerada would, yes. The combo you described is also viable.)
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>>5198094
>>5198067
Well this sounds very very similar to the Replicant' line of Vitruvian powers, but one that is massively up-scaled, the only problem with the Fractal replication is that the exponential growth curve and the strain is so high that it feels nearly inoperable without the mental fortitude required to withstand it.

Hang on...this would theoretically make the Fragment of Hope the perfect fragment for Leviathan to resonate with. I hope it's a good fit for him.

Doesn't Isabelle have Resentment's Mirror?
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>>5198099
I think so. If I remember right, Isabel lost the powers she got at Almath, but retains the rest of them. So she's still fast, can create obscuring neuroclouds, and spawn clones of herself. I guess we could try shoving her in the Fragment Fractal, but she'd still have problems with the strain like the Joyous would.
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>>5198099
(She does, yes.)
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>>5198105
any opinion on Leviathan being a good fit for the Hope Fragment for resonance? Leviathan did say that he would expect that the worst-case scenario would result in his body getting destroyed. So what if we gave the Fragment to Levi so he could persist? It goes against our original deal, but it would also meant that Leviathan lives if the fragment's powers are anything to go by. Behemoth might be pissed beyond all belief though the moment he finds out, having a world-spanning danger noodle who won't die nor shut up nor stop using big words would drive him mad.
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>>5198118
It could work, but sounds like a very "last-ditch emergency measure" sort of thing to do. Something that could save Leviathan's life, but could also have consequences for them that might only be preferable if the alternative is death. We don't want him going all Fractal Hydra on us, that sounds like it would be bad.
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>>5198094
>Though if not, we can at least hold it in reserve as some combo super attack. Shu, Gina and the Midnight Crew work together to spam Behemoth with a billion swarmlings.

Hang on, that combo may be potent and all, but it also means we can alter what type of Swarmling flood that we wish to create. We have Bishops, Knights, Rooks, and we can even upgrade our swarm through fusion and mods.

Also, we haven't even readied our relic nor swarm loadout. Also, as noted in Vein #49. We have several veteran swarmlings (the ones that survived combat with Merkabah) currently "stored" inside our hive.

Psy-Platelings x8, Rook x5, Rook-Spiraling x1, Double-Knighted Nommling x2, Jackling x2, Domlings x2, Knighted Grapplings x3

pic unrelated, but by god I never knew gluttons are capable of neuromancy.
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>>5198122
Well, a lot of our swarm capacity is going to start off as Psy-whateverlings in the pit to keep Behemoth from just instantly terraforming it away. So probably anything that isn't our veterans are going to be that, it's a big pit and needs lots of coverage. After they die, though (they're definitely going to die), we should probably spawn a bunch of Bishops for the Distraction team. Speed is of the essence.

As for Relics, I think our standard loadout is fine. We can fiddle with it some, but I don't think we'll need anything too different. Biggest debate will be what we assign to November's slots, I think.

Also, any thoughts on a rallying speech? I'm trying to come up with something, but it all feels pretty generic. Thanking them for being there, espousing our faith in their skill, saying how we've got something to fight for...I don't know, it's just not gelling.
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>>5198137
Wrote down some quotable lines that could theoretically be used for the speech.

"This battle won't be like any that you all have participated previously since your times in the Crucible. This isn't a 1v1, nor a team fight, where the victor is determined by whoever is the last one standing."

"This is will not be a battle, this will be a siege. This will be indicative of what's to come when we go for the Cord."

"In our front, Behemoth. Arguably the strongest of the Apocalypse Three according to the testimonies of Ziz and Leviathan."

"Behemoth is representative of what the Crucible would expect from us Daughters. Solidarity, Power, Rage and spite in single minded pursuit of our selfish passions."

"At our backs, is the culmination of Humanity's Collective Hope. A rocket into the stars and the future."

"Our goal is not to defeat Behemoth. Even with our assembled forces, we may fail. Our goal is to survive, to slow him down, to buy time so that the Rocket can launch, to show him that our collective ability to resist him can match and endure his overwhelming strength."

"Each minute Behemoth Delays in his advance is a minute of time bought for the Rocket. For every inch we give, we extract a cost from him. We may falter, but We. Will. Hold."

"We will Hold the line like we have done for the past two years. We will endure like humanity has done despite the Crucible's advent. We will Survive, because our existence here and now is proof enough despite everything. And we will succeed, for we have what the Crucible's Creators lack. For Family, For friends, For humanity, For the future."
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>>5198146
That's pretty good. Blows my attempts out of the water, for sure. I like that a lot. Emphasizes the endurance match nature of what we're about to while putting it into the greater context of humanity struggling against the nihilism of the Crucible. It's good. Though I think that
>"Behemoth is representative of what the Crucible would expect from us Daughters. Solidarity, Power, Rage and spite in single minded pursuit of our selfish passions."
shouldn't have "solidarity" in it. That's working together with others. Is that a type, did you mean a different word?
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>>5198150
I was looking for Solitude instead of Solidarity. But it also feels somewhat wrong to put the "solitude" label on Behemoth if his apparent personality belies a hidden depth about him.
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>>5198076
>one last speech, to summarize what's at stake.

>"We have gathered here today in recognition of what's at stake. An impossible task is set before us. Negotiation and diplomacy is likely to fail in the face of our honest attempts, and combat will be a near certainty considering the nature of our opponent."

>"This battle won't be like any that you all have participated previously since your awakening in the Crucible. This isn't a 1v1, nor a team fight, where the victor is determined by whoever is the last one standing."

>"This is will not be a battle, this will be a siege. This will be indicative of what's to come when we go for the Cord."

>"In our front, Behemoth. Arguably the strongest of the Apocalypse Three according to the testimonies of Ziz and Leviathan."

>"Behemoth is representative of what the Crucible would expect from us Daughters. Solitude, Power, Rage, spite in single minded pursuit of selfish passions."

>"At our backs, is the culmination of Humanity's Collective Hopes and Dreams. A rocket into the stars and the future. An Ark to survive the flood."

>"Our goal is not to defeat Behemoth. Even with our assembled forces, we may fail to deliver a decisive blow that could halt his advance permanently."

>"Self-sacrifice and martyrdom will do us no favors here."

>"No, our goal is to survive, to slow him down, to buy time so that the Rocket can launch, to show him that our collective ability to resist him can match and endure his overwhelming strength."

>"Each minute Behemoth Delays in his advance is a minute of time bought for the Rocket. For every inch we give, we extract a cost from him. We may falter, but We. Will. Hold."

>"We will Hold the line like we have done for the past two years. We will endure like humanity has done despite the Crucible's advent. We will Survive, because our existence here and now is proof enough despite everything. And we will succeed, for we have what the Crucible's Creators lack. For Family, For friends, For humanity, For the future."

Bring some levity back into the crowd (optional).

>"My name's Shu, and thank you for coming to my TEDTalk."
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>>5198167
>>5198076
I am posting these edits because Grammar errors and Hubris! A speech writer's worst nemesis! Gah!

>"This is will not be a battle, this will be a siege. This will be indicative of what's to come when we go for the Cord."

This will not be a typical battle. No, this will be a siege. This will be indicative of what's to come when we go for the Cord."

>"Behemoth represents of what the Crucible would expect from us Daughters. Solitude, Power, Rage, spite in single minded pursuit of selfish passions."

Solitude, Power, Rage, 'and' spite

>"We will Hold the line like we have done for the past two years.

We will Hold the line against him like how Humanity has held against certain doom for the past two years.
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>>5198167
>>5198172
Looks good to me. Good job, anon. This will be our St. Crispin's Day Speech. We few, we happy few, we band of...well, mostly sisters, actually, but we've got a few brothers. Dorian, Magnus, hey.

>>5198076
Supporting.
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What do you think the odds are for the vein to conclude in the next update? Feels, like the speech happening and the arrival of the Three apocalypse amalgams would narratively be the perfect cliffhanger for bhop to end the vein on and give him time to both balance his life and prep for the battle with Behemoth. And the thread feels like there's more than enough story to read and digest without getting mentally exhausted. I know it's page 5 and all but, given what's been covered in the vein...
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>>5198213
Could be. The giant monster showing up is certainly a good place to break. I hope we get to see him before it ends, though. There are a bunch of ways "giant monster of the land" could manifest, and I want to see what avenue Behemoth took before it goes to a cliffhanger. Make for a real nice juicy image to leave as our last sight of the thread.
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“Can everyone hear me?” You ask, forefinger on your Commling. A round of affirmations from across the field reach your ears, and you clear your throat before addressing your allies as a whole.

“We’ve gathered here today in recognition of what's at stake.” You begin, gravely. “An impossible task is set before us. Negotiation and diplomacy is likely to fail in the face of our honest attempts, and combat will be a near certainty considering the nature of our opponent. This battle won't be like any that you all have participated previously since your awakening in the Crucible. This isn't a one-on-one, nor a team fight, where the victor is determined by whoever is the last one standing."

"This is will not be a *battle*.” You emphasize. “No...this will be a *siege*. This will be indicative of what's to come when we go for the Cord. To our front, Behemoth. Arguably the strongest of the Apocalypse Three according to the testimonies of Ziz and Leviathan—representative of what the Crucible would expect from us Daughters. Solitude, power, rage, and spite, focused into the single-minded pursuit of our selfish passions. And at our backs—the culmination of Humanity's collective hopes and dreams. A rocket into the stars and the future. An Ark to survive the flood."

"Our goal is not to defeat Behemoth. Even with our assembled forces, we may fail to deliver a decisive blow that could halt his advance permanently. Self-sacrifice and martyrdom will do us no favors here." You declare firmly, your voice drawing a line in the proverbial sand. "No, our goal is to survive, to slow him down, to buy time so that the rocket can launch, to show him that our collective ability to resist him can match and endure his overwhelming strength."

You pause, glancing to the north where the very event you’re preparing to defend is nearing its final stages. "Each minute Behemoth Delays in his advance is a minute of time bought for the Rocket. For every inch we give, we extract a cost from him. We may falter, but we. Will. Hold."

"We will hold the line against him like humanity’s held their own against certain doom for the past two years. We will survive, because our existence here and now is proof enough despite everything. And we will succeed, for we have what the Crucible's Creators lack. For family, for friends, for humanity, and for the future."

A few voices cheer, a few whistle, but most remain in solemn silence at your words…at least, until you add-

"…My name's Shu, and thank you for coming to my TEDTalk."

There’s a few peals of much-needed laughter, and then…silence.

It’s quiet as you and your allies await the inevitable, and after a short while, you think there may be something wrong. Some miscalculation, some misstep.

Until…

“He’s here.” Gina whispers in your ear.

(Continued)
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>>5198358

For a split-second, you think it’s just a mountain, revealed through the parting haze as a looming mass on the horizon. But the longer you stare, the more movement your eyes start to catch, the more its true nature reveals itself as it lumbers towards you. Seven legs hold aloft a titanic body, easily four times the size of the Spiraling Fear in both height and width. An eyeless beast, its head instead is split with a jagged gash of a mouth, crammed to bursting with teeth cobbled from a hundred different animals, its crown adorned with a wreathe of bony horns and antlers woven into a corona of bloody ivory that drips with velvety, moss-like flesh. It is predator and prey, all at once. Hooves give way to claws meant to rip flesh from bone, then to nails meant to carve through the bare earth, then back again to cloven feet. Its body ripples with half-exposed muscle, the thing’s skin struggling to knit itself over its raw, twitching strength.

He’s all kinetic movement, motion and chaos barely held together in the animalistic form that towers above you…larger than either of his siblings, by far. You wait in silence as he draws closer, his sheer weight evident in the vibrations that reach you from several kilometers away. And yet, as he draws nearer his footfalls suddenly go dead silent, reminding you of Leviathan’s stilled waters as he comes to a stop half a kilometer away, and yet still looming over you like a mountain given life and purpose.

“…Shu. Defiant. HUNTER of GODS.” He begins, with a voice like a rustling of branches, every few syllables suddenly bellowing forth with the force of a felled tree or a primal howl. “I thought I might find YOU here.”

“Behemoth, I presume?” You shout, giving the titan a polite nod. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, though it seems you’ve already heard of me.”

“The land SPEAKS, if you LISTEN.” He says. His voice is as a rumble of thunder, the promise of lightning creeping ever-closer. “It SPEAKS of CHAOS. Of that which CANNOT be. That which I CANNOT allow to EXIST.”

“If you’re here for the rocket, then I’m afraid I can’t abide that.” You firmly counter, voice level and hard as stone. “I wanted to come here to tal-“

“What the FUCK is a ROCKET?” He says, harshly cutting you off. “I’m not HERE for whatever THAT is. I can SMELL the DISORDER everywhere I go. I will deal with this ROCKET after I finish what I came here for. SYMPTOMS lead the way to the DISEASE.”

With an impatient stomp of his front hoof, he sends a wave of air that rips across the space to nearly knock you and your allies off your feet.

“I did NOT come here to merely EXPUNGE a SYMPTOM. I came here to TEAR up the ROOT of the matter.” He growls, the jagged mountain range that are his teeth bared into a snarl.

“I came HERE for YOU.”

(Continued)
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>>5198359

“I sensed a DISTUBANCE, and knew YOU would come to defend it. To PROP up its continued, OFFENSIVE existence.” Behemoth continues with a snort. “EVERYTHING about this cycle is WRONG.”

“How so?” You reply, trying to keep your voice as level as you can.

“It’s gone on too LONG. Amalgams are THINKING. Not doing their JOBS. Daughters are SETTLING. Not moving for the CORD. Even the DISSASSOCIATED. Power enough to snap the CORD in TWO, and they want to ESCAPE? It’s ALL so WRONG.” Behemoth growls. “YOU have amassed FRAGMENTS of my FATHER. Another is STUCK in the middle of this ROCKET you speak of. Even holding ONE in prior cycles was enough to give a DAUGHTER the POWER to FINISH this. But YOU? You WASTE my Father’s TIME. You are an EMBLEM of this cycle’s DISORDER. A THING that shouldn’t EXIST. A thing that gives others HOPE that there can be something MORE. Something OTHER than what the Crucibles were MADE for.”

“You would have the Crucibles continue?”

“They WILL continue. This Crucible WILL serve my Father’s PURPOSE. WE will go HOME. HE will be FREED. And he will SEE what I have DONE. He will see that it is GOOD…and I will SHOW him my WORTH. So it has BEEN. So it will BE.” The mountain grumbles with finality, every syllable like the foreshocks of an earthquake that has yet to reach its crescendo. “Now, I am no SCHEMER like Leviathan, whose STENCH clings to you like SCAVENGERS to a CORPSE. I prefer SIMPLICITY.”

Behemoth’s neck extends bringing its head as close as possible to the ground as it sightlessly leers at you and your companions. “I OFFER you a CHOICE. Climb the CORD. AND. FINISH. THIS. NOW.”

“…Or?” You prompt, coldly.

“Or I GRIND you to DUST.” He bites. “See? SIMPLE.”

“IS THIS TRULY WHAT YOU WOULD HAVE THEM DO, BROTHER?”

It’s a gust of wind that heralds Ziz’s arrival, Behemoth’s sibling crashing down behind you and flanking your group with all seven of her wings.

“Ziz…” Behemoth murmurs, momentarily taken aback. “I understand your FONDNESS for the Daughters, much like LEVY’S curiosity…but this CROSSES the LINE. FATHER would be FURIOUS.”

“Father isn’t here, Behemoth. You don’t have to do this.” Ziz pleads. “There’s no threat here, Shu least of-!“

“ENOUGH! You. Know. NOTHING.”

Behemoth’s rebuttal makes Ziz flinch, four of her seven heads cowing in the face of her brother’s cruel dismissal, the very ground quaking under the force of his words…but the water is, for the first time since you arrived, calm.

The water’s so very still, despite the land titan’s growing anger—as if waiting to see which way the tide will turn.

“So, DEFIANT.” Behemoth intones, turning back to you with a three-hooved stomp. “You have before you TWO options. CONCLUSION…or DESTRUCTION.”

His voice then bellows out a single word, an ultimatum with all the subtlety of a natural disaster.

“CHOOSE.”

>>FIFTIETH VEIN: CLOSED
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(This will be a shorter break than last time, everyone—the 51st Vein is set to open on March 29th at 10AM, Eastern time. I’d originally intended to push on through, but the confluence of personal plans and professional obligations have me pulled in enough directions to where some recalibration is in order for the sake of the Quest’s quality. Once again, I thank you all for being the best group of players and readers I could ask for, and I wish you a restful weekend when it begins for you. I’ll of course be around to address any questions, comments, or concerns a quickly as I’m able, and I welcome them all.)

(Thank you once again, and take care, Everyone.)
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>>5198213
(Ha, well met. Like I said, I planned to keep going for as long as I could, but I need some time to rest properly.)
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>>5198363
Wait, but we're only here instead of headed for the Cord because Behemoth is here. And Behemoth is only here because they knew we'd be here instead of headed for the Cord. This is horribly cyclical, Behemoth, you are causing your own problem at this point.

But I guess it's good for us. It gives us something to negotiate with, if we can just say "sure, we'd love to go tackle the Cord, we were headed that way when you called us". I'm sure he'll have conditions, put us under a time constraint, but it's something we can work with. The one bad thing could be if he's decided that this cycle isn't going to create the Mother of All, and is just hoping to speedrun past it to load a new species. Then he'd be pressuring us to just take the throne, not actually properly end this. Sol let's hope we can convince him to not consign humanity to extinction.

>>5198364
Thanks for running, BHOP. Don't worry about ending it here, this makes for a good cliffhanger point. And, while I know I've said this before, we'd all rather have you finding this something that you enjoy doing than another source of stress in your schedule, so take as much time as you need. See you on the 29th, BHOP.
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well that timings interesting.
As much as in many ways i dont want to, I was just coming to post to wish everyone here the best, but to say I think im ending my participation and reading of the quest.
Its honestly just dragged on too long. As much as i still adore many aspects of the quest, and love BHOPs writing overall, its just lost its appeal to me in alot of ways, And even with the changes the system still feels too bloated for me to really enjoy anymore. I didn't even honestly have it in me to even try and read Julias last level up.
The last straw really is just not being able to participate. Its one thing if i get outvoted or discussion changes things, i can live with that. But the utter lack of even being able to participate for so much of it just snuffs out my interest that was already waning due to other issues.

I do however wholly wish for everyone else here to enjoy it and the best for the quest in general though. I'll also switch up all my documents pertaining to here to be wholly open to be done with as the community pleases.

>>5198364
And i hope you dont take it any anything too strongly meant against you. i've wholly enjoyed more than i haven't of your quest since the beginning, and in many ways still do, but its a straw on the camels back as it were, on otherwise issues i may of been willing to try and work through or mention. But as it stands the last issue mentioned just makes the other issues partially irrelevant to further enjoyment.
I do regardless though look forward to what you might do next after this whole heartedly, assuming and hoping it comes to happen.
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>>5198414
(Hey, I completely understand, and thank you for everything you've done to help with the quality of the quest and the content you contributed. Honestly, your feedback has taught me a lot, and my future endeavors will likely run on much less involved systems to help with post turnaround and my own mental bandwidth.)

(I'm really glad you've enjoyed what you've read so far, and I hope you'll pop in from time to time if only to say hello. I'll keep everyone updated on Twitter of course, and once again- I can't tell you how much I've appreciated your advice and candor. Be safe, take care, and I wish you the best, friend.)
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>>5198414
I'm sorry to hear that, anon. I've butted heads with you at times, but I've always ultimately appreciated your presence. Your criticism, critical thinking, and philosophical arguments have added a lot to the quest. I'll miss you. Take care, and I hope you find something new to give you enjoyment.
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>>5198417
thanks, and ill probably at least keep tabs to see how plans are going towards the finale and later projects. Im ggld for any help i was.

>>5198453
And ive enjoyed those conversations too. the community is honestly the biggest reason i stayed alot of times, even if i was at times frustrated, though those moments were enjoyable in their own way. I doubt ill find something that'll be as enjoyable as much as i enjoyed this at the times i did, but that doesn't sadly change whether im still enjoying it or not.
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>>5198364
Take care bhop. I'll Archive the vein as per-

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>>5198414
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I'm sorry it had to come to this.
......damn.

I know full well how bad the burnout can get when the return on personal investment gets so low that it stresses us out. Especially when irl work events conspire to make things difficult to participate. I'll miss your presence, your witty banter, and your insight in this quest. Your work on the character sheets and the relic catalogue has been and still will be invaluable.

I hope that in time, you'll find the time and emotional investment to at least lurk and read what's going on in the quest.

Take care.
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>>5198359
>“What the FUCK is a ROCKET?”

This got a giggle out of me. Wonderful work as always, BHOP.

>>5198414
Interests will come and go. All the best wherever you go, and hope to see you back if the mood ever strikes you.
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>>5198363
>trying to give shu an ultimatum
A classic blunder.
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Shu activates her Stand

Iconoclast Buzz

to burn the vows of those that spoke their Ultimatums.
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>>5199014
>>5198877
Assuming Behemoth's patient enough to listen to Shu's Silver tongue.
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>>5198364

>Shu engages in tough negotiations with Two of the Three Apocalypse Amalgams, one of whom has delivered an Ultimatum.

>50TH VEIN: ARCHIVED

>https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2022/5175718/

And done. This vein is Archived. Currently working through the finishing touches of Sathriel's short story. I'm at the final push to finish it. It's likely I'll be done with it by tonight, so I'll probably post both a gdoc link for the fanworks collection while also posting the story on this very thread to include the images music links and the like for the flair over the weekend
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>>5199027
(Thank you, as always. I look forward to reading the Sathriel short story!)
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>>5198364
Thanks for running BHOP! Love this quest, even though I rarely have the time to vote and participate!
I have to say, I did not expect this twist with Behemoth, although, in retrospect, it makes a lot of sense. Looking forward to reading the next Vein!
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>>5199090
>I have to say, I did not expect this twist with Behemoth, although, in retrospect, it makes a lot of sense. Looking forward to reading the next Vein!
well that's interesting, care to share your thoughts on how it makes sense in retrospect? We have the time now that the vein's archived and we have 11 days before the next vein is cut open.
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>>5199090
>>5198849
(Thank you both for the kind words, you two.)
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>>5199104
Well, I mean, he explains it himself, sort of. I am not saying we should have seen this coming, I certainly didn't.
That said, we knew that Apocalypse Amalgams were meant as defense mechanisms agaist threats to the Crucible and its purpose. External threats, if I recall correctly, but from what Leviathan and Ziz mentioned in the conversation with them, they fought daughters within the Crucible as well before.
And, right now, what is the greatest threat to the purpose of the Crucible? Not West, not Mara, not any other powerful daughter - all they would do is fullfill that purpose, even if they are more powerful than us. The rocket isn't a threat either. The only thing it will do is run away, not stop the Crucible, and even if they succeed in starting a new civilization somewhere else, who cares? It will not stop the cycles and, eventually, that new civilization might be eaten too.
No, the current greatest threat to the purpose of the Crucible is Shu, because she is trying to end it and not in a way that the Creators would like.
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>>5199164
Though we are trying to end it in a way that his father would like. After all, we've got confirmation from the man himself. He thinks we're cool. I guess this speaks to Behemoth's incomplete understanding of his father's aims. Leviathan was the one that got told the most about the process. Behemoth's more limited perspective has him just think that completing the Crucible's intended purpose will free his dad and earn his pride, not realizing that his dad doesn't want to be freed if it's not done the right way.
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>>5199355
Oh yeah, you're right about that, I just thought that from his perspective and the information he has, Behemoth is doing exactly what he is supposed to. We just have to explain to him that he is wrong about that without getting crushed.
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>>5199560
>>5199355
>>5199164
If we go by the definition of fulfillment by the Star Gods who Morningstar (name pending) is a part of where the purpose of the Crucibles is to create a vessel that is the epitome of their virtues to be shipped to the Star Gods to possess, then those Crucibles would've fulfilled their purpose from the very first cycle. Even the cycle that involved the Hexane would've been a success given Ozma's deposition and personality.

The original conditions set by the Star Gods have been fulfilled hundreds of times prior to ours, but because Behemoth's Father had a direct hand in the programming, it ultimately set the true conditions to raise a vessel whose virtues run contrary to the crucible's programming hence the Apocalypse confusion. To them Shu's pinging like mad as the "kill immediately" threat according to the surface level programming that the Creators originally wanted, but the Father of the Apocalypse Three had to be a cheeky programmer by necessity lest his true purpose gets found out by adding a sumcheck function to see if the one that reached the top of the cord was one that matched his ideals.

Thus the contradiction.

Fulfilling the purpose set by the Crucible's creators would simply continue the cycle because it failed the final hidden condition. Fulfilling the purpose set by the Father of the Apocalypse Three would go against almost the entire programming of the Crucible, but would clear the final hidden condition and end the cycle, allowing the Apocalypse Three to go home.

The problem/predicament that we have now is the Behemoth's not as patient and his temper's even shorter, and winning him over with words will be a lot harder than it sounds because of the need to explain complicated stuff to his simpleton personality, and his dogmatic mindset to the Crucible's purpose.
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>>5198364
A question. It's something that hasn't been touched upon since the Isabelle Fiasco. What does experiencing (and failing) a hunger check actually like? It's been so long since the start of the quest that the question of Hunger was actually addressed given how absurdly well (we), Shu, her family, and friends have managed the Hunger Horror as well as their sanity that its been like what...16 veins since the big hunger scare in Laoc and 2 veins since there was an actual hunger check that affected someone on-screen.

I ask because I've quite forgotten and I need some references in the muse department in order to complete the short story.
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>>5199684
(To the outside observer, a hunger check typically involves an involuntary 'flare' of a Daughter's power sets, with minor signs being a rippling of the person's body while more severe ones can drastically (though briefly) advance corruption of all the Daughter’s abilities.)

(Actually failing a Hunger Check can resemble a human going utterly feral on the spot, with their speech patterns varying between raving mad, animalistic screeching, or even going completely non verbal as in Meg's case. Their powers flare even further, as even though Holly was only a level or two in to her Core she was showing corruption from several levels higher that where she was when she succumbed.)

(You'll also be seeing a lot more of what Hunger madness looks like when you get close to the Cord.)

(If you have any other questions that I can help clear up, by all means - I'm happy to answer them.)
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>>5199701
Is there a time duration for the hunger check? like a gradual process where the human sanity struggles to remain coherent before succumbing? Has there ever been an a case where a daughter spent minutes to hours staying on the knife's edge on a hunger check? Alicija (A!) is excluded as she's a special case when it comes to the hunger check mechanics.
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>>5199701
Or does the Hunger check an instant thing and the affected daughter simply snaps and goes feral? Has there ever been a case where a hunger-mad daughter regains sanity from feeding or is the status a permanent thing like "once feral, forever feral"?
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>>5199701
Would consuming a daughter's biomass during a hunger check result in the affected daughter automatically succeeding in the hunger check?
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>>5199654
Yup, I think agree with you on all your points.

As for convincing Behemoth... how do you think we should go about it?

I think it would be best to do it in as simple and straightforward manner as we can, so that he does not lose patience. Just tell him - hey, so I met your dad and he told me that you got it wrong, here's what he said, so please don't crush me and let me do this the right way? Or something like that.

And what about the ultimatum? Do we risk pissing him off by picking a third option/talking about something else first? Or should we just tell him: "Dude, you know the reason I am here and not marching on the Cord is YOU? How about this, you promise not to chimp out on anyone and I'll go to the Cord?"
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>>5200008
I'd like to ask Behemoth about what he means when he says a single Fragment is enough power to win a cycle. If he's going to demand that we use our Fragments, he should explain what he actually means. We could make that part of our explanation that we're only not heading to the Cord because of him. Explain that we going the slow way to the Cord because we needed to grow in power still, but if he has a way to skip the grind we're all ears. Just so long as he doesn't say "kill and eat your friends", because Behemoth, we're not doing that shit. We could get in the explanation about meeting his father then, too, say that we don't think his dad would have endorsed us if we were the sort of person to kill and eat our friends just for a power boost. Can we share memories with him via Neuromancy? If so, directly showing him our second meeting with his father could be persuasive.
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>>5200008
>>5200521
So boil the preposition down into the simplest terms:
>All the other previous cycles tried to fulfilled the goal the project but somehow failed despite each victor satisfying the apparent conditions.
>Shu wants to try and fulfill the Crucible's purpose with her method despite it being completely antithetical to the Crucible's intentions.
>Because it hasn't been tried before and no one knows what happens if that method succeeds except maybe for the Creator of the Crucible (unless Leviathan actually pipes in and starts to do explanations).
>Shu will fulfill the Crucible's goal, but what she needs from Behemoth is his cooperation.
>Either it works and Behemoth and his siblings get to go home, or it doesn't and Shu either dies in the attempt and/or continues the cycle.

Some additional thoughts for next thread:
>We put Leviathan in his place if/when he starts to ramble or the moment he decides its in his time to shine in the negotiations.
>Let's not be afraid to interrupt the danger noodle's monologue and grace him with the wisdom of k.i.s.s.(Keep It Simple, Stupid).
>Making it clear who wears the pants in the relationship might earn us some respect from Behemoth.
>We can even imply to alter the deal to have Levi's siblings join in on the "Fragmented Phone-call", although given how the conversation goes, Levi's verbose nature might get the better of him and will likely draw the attention of Behemoth and Ziz regardless. I'm very certain that the Apocalypse Three will want to know the current health of their parent. Family matters tend to get very messy.
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(Apologies for the delay of my reply!)

>>5199717
(It can vary from Daughter to Daughter, but there are absolutely times when the subject can struggle for a while against it.)

>>5199717
(Flashes of sanity can shine through here and there in dialogue, and there have been moments where it can make a Daughter hesitate to deliver a killing blow. However, returning to a fully autonomous state is not typically possible.)

>>5199723
(It would not, but it does give a slight bonus to subsequent checks in the same Hunger 'interval'. Stressful situations like com at and emotional duress confer penalties to Hunger rolls too, of course.)
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>>5202201
Thanks for the input. This will help clarify the last bits of the story which had turned into an unexpected roadblock and prevented me from finishing it over the weekend.
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Omake: TURNABOUT TRAGEDY AT WISHBONE VILLAGE!

Ah The Crucible, a post-apocalyptic world where humanity finds itself as playthings and food for a giant alien parasite from beyond the heavens. A world where civilization has broken down back to an era not like the feudal ages, and the survivors have been granted powers that warped the mind, body, and soul. Where Monsters and gangs of bandits roam the fleshy wastes and the quotidian struggles of civilized life has been replaced with that of harsh survival, where violence, death, emotional drama, and betrayal are commonplace.

And yet...

In a world like this Sathriel couldn't have felt more content as she flew above the fleshy wastes surfing atop an obelisk of bone inscribed with alien and earthly characters, with her constructs 'Solomon' and 'Yan Wong' surfing alongside her. Even more so, Sathriel was a rare breed of human that was blessed with a Vitruvian core that allowed her to maintain her completely human appearance, and a set of powers that allowed her to rise head and shoulders above the rest of the mutated rabble with eyes and ears that let her read and hear the secrets of the living world, and blackened bones of iron of near indestructible durability.

And yet...

Sathriel couldn't help it. She let out an undignified yawn. It was at this moment that Sathriel's surfboard suddenly yanked itself downards and rammed into the fleshy ground, the leftover inertia sending the Arbiter and her entourage flying through the air. Yan Wong and Solomon landed on their feet ready for action while Sathriel tumbled along the ground for a few dozen meters before rolling to a stop.

"Are you alright?" asked Yan Wong, concern evident in his voice after catching up to his creator.

Sathriel brushed off the offer with a wave of her hand. "I'm fine, Yan." her voice clearly made clear despite her face firmly planted in the fleshy earth.

"And yet you deliberately crashed your pillar." stated Solomon, clearly unconvinced by the apparent 'accident'. "so there is clearly something on your mind."

"Nothing's wrong, Solomon." Sathriel half-mumbled through the flesh.

"Is there?" questioned Yan Wong, arms crossed and tapping his feet expectantly. "Come on, Mother. You aren't being truthful here. Tell us or we won't help."

Sathriel sighed and rolled onto her back. And with a voice set at the unnatural volume of 150 decibels, the Arbiter voiced her honesty to her creations.

"I'M BORED!!"

(cont.)

AN: some bamboozled posts have happened.
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>>5203002
Solomon and Yan Wang sighed in unison. Ah yes, the ever-persistent problem for daughters like her who have achieved comfortable power but refuse to embark on their journey to the Cord. Boredom.
Thus began the same old song and dance.

"Have you checked the skinternet for anything new?" asked Solomon.

"Yes, but it's uninteresting!" Sathriel complained. "And the other informants keep on fawning over that 'Shu' girl and her recent exploits...Though that mischievous daughter of hers is too adorable to be mad at..."

The last part of her complaint had turned into a quiet mumbled confession.

"Any cases around here that pique your interest?" asked Yan Wong.

"It's been nothing but bandits and the occasional madwoman! And I'm sick of bandit hunting! The only case of note that's mildly interesting around this area is some war band running an extortion racket. But there's not enough solid evidence to confirm if the rumor is true!"

"Then why not pursue the brigands?" Yan Wang proposed.

"I've done subjugation cases for the past two weeks!" whined Sathriel, her voice back to a still higher than natural decibel.

"Have you called Aunt Peng?" asked Solomon

"Auntie Peng said she's too busy with her own affairs!" replied Sathriel.

"What about the C-"

Sathriel immediately shot that idea down. "NO! I AM NOT GOING THERE! NOT YET!"

"Is there anything we can do to help alleviate your boredom?" asked Yan Wang.

"I DON'T KNOW!" whined Sathriel "Bring me back something interesting! Or let me know if there's a fight happening, or go scout the area for some amalgams or something! Anything!"

The two constructs looked at each other before looking back at their creator/charge, who was currently flailing around on the ground in fits of frustration, before looking back to each other..and shrugged.

"As you command, Miss Sathriel."
"As you command, Miss Sathriel."

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It didn't take long for Sathriel's wardens to return with something 'interesting'.

"What is this?" asked Sathriel, sitting cross legged and grumpily staring at the subject of the two constructs' quick return from their expedition.

The subject in question was a mousey girl in a flakey sundress of skin with a bone whistle around her neck looking rather frightened in their presence. One of the girl's arms was horribly mutated and disproportionate as if her arm had been replaced with a large potted Cactus with spines that threaded in and out across the appendage while the flower pot substituted the girl's hand.

''Behold, a child." answered Solomon melodramatically.

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"Yes, I can see that. What I'm asking is what prompted you to bring her to me?"

"I simply did as you instructed, your honor. I brought you something 'interesting', and the child here fits the criteria."

Sathriel pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed, ignoring Yan's quiet chuckles at Solomon's jests as she turned to address the child in question.

"And you are?" Sathriel asked the child.

After a few moments of silence, the girl spoke up. "L-Lisa, I'm...I'm a Calcite Flesh Artisan Hybrid."

"She does not seem like one." said Yan Wong. He was chastised by Sathriel for the remark who immediately stood up and lightly slapped the back of his head.

"You're not with my mom are you?" asked Lisa, idly scratching the non-prickly spots of her Cactus arm.

"Who me? Oh no, I'm not affiliated with anyone." Sathriel said with a reassuring smile.

"Ummm...are you a judge?" asked Lisa. "You look like a Judge from your outfit...I had to go see one when Mommy and daddy when argued too much."

Sathriel but a hand to her forehead and gave a weary sigh. "What is with little girls and their parents getting divorced as their background these days?"

Solomon for his part ignored his creator's quiet bemoaning and changed tact by addressing Lisa directly in a soft gentle tone. "I apologize on behalf of Miss Sathriel. She is not what you believe her to be. She may be harsh at times but she ultimately seeks to help people. She is simply having a little problem called 'boredom'."

Lisa brightened up at the change of subject. "If you're bored, then do you wanna go to Wishbone village!?"

"Wishbone village?" said Sathriel, parroting the question before sighing in resignation and getting up from her seat. "I suppose a trip to a nearby settlement would suffice for entertainment. And where is Wishbone village, Lisa?"

"It's a umm..." Lisa took a few moments before moving her cactus arm to point in a general direction. "A one hour walk this way."

"Why walk...when we can travel in style?" asked Sathriel more to herself than to Lisa before turning towards her constructs.

"Solomon, Yan Wong. Please keep Lisa safe during preparation and transit." With the two bodyguards gently ushering the girl to step back, the Arbiter set to work preparing transport.

(cont.)
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>>5203325
The process that happened next could be described as 'Arcane' as the Arbiter's perfectly human appearance, attire, and display of power stood in complete contrast to the viscerally grotesque reality of the Crucible. Kneeling down, Sathriel planted a hand to the fleshy ground. A set of runes lit up gold out of the black of her clothes and crawled down onto the ground, etching trails of blood the moment the characters touched flesh as they fanned out to settle in their per-designated positions. A pulse emanated from the runes, and the ground quivered under the command of her spell. An octagonal bone Obelisk sprouted from the ground, and like a tree it grew in until it reached five meters in height. Eldritch runes of skintalking lexicon carved themselves as gold grooves into the blackened bone creating an organic lattice of characters in vertical strips down the column, its complexity giving weight to the spell caster's mastery of her arcane art. Once completed, the bone column stopped growing and cracked at the base, tipping over. With growing momentum the Obelisk began to fall...but failed to touch the earth.

There it hovered above the fleshy earth, defying reality as per the runic instructions written on the Obelisk itself given to reality.

Sathriel asked Lisa with an amused smile. "Now then. Would you like to fly with me?"

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Wishbone Village was one of the many settlements humanity created in the advent of the Crucible. It is land-marked by a gargantuan Wishbone that serves as the gatehouse arch nestled between a few skin-covered hills of fat dunes that hid the settlement save for its landmark wishbone from the horizon, protected by a Pallisade of bone that ringed around the settlement like a colonial fort. With all the basic amenities a traveling human of the Crucible would need to visit or to stay, it could be considered as the equivalent of a sleepy rural town in pre-crucible parlance.

Said sleepiness soon turned non-existent the moment Sathriel's flying Obelisk flew headlong into the Palisade walls with a resounding crash, sending the village into a frenzied alarm.

No sooner after Sathriel finished helping Lisa down from the 'transport vehicle', the Arbiter found herself surrounded by half a dozen armed and angry daughters with weapons raised, constructs amassed and abilities primed. Sathriel herself looked unconcerned at the sight while Solomon and Yan Wong stood at stance, tense and ready for a confrontation.

"Boys, behave." Sathriel said with a smile. "No need for escalation."

At the Arbiter's command, Solomon and Yan Wong relaxed and clasped their hands behind their back in a show of professionalism as a towering werebear of a woman lumbered up to confront Sathriel. The intimidating size difference mildly restrained by the police uniform whose fabric is fighting a war against the woman's bulk.

"Alright, what's going on!?" demanded the officer.

(cont.)
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>>5203348
"Crashed a goddamn pillar into the Village walls, Three suspects. One daughter, two constructs...and Lisa is with them." replied one of the residents.

"Would you mind telling me what the hell you just pulled?" asked the officer, leaning down to put her ursine face at even level with Sathriel's.

"Me? I have no intention of causing trouble, officer." Sathriel replied with a cheery smile. The smile wasn't effective.

The officer growled and poked a claw to the crashed bone pillar. "Can you explain to me how 'that' doesn't count as causing trouble?"

"Why, it's how I travel." Sathriel replied, and snapped her fingers to which the crashed obelisk chirped like a car alarm before subsuming itself into the Village Walls. Several beats passed as the officer looked between Sathriel and the spot where the crashed obelisk was before looking to the others and gesturing them to stand down.

"Ma'am. We're gonna have to escort you to our guardhouse for questioning, is that fine with you?" The officer said with a barely restrained air of professionalism.

"Certainly. And might I ask who will be escorting me?"

The officer thumped her chest once with a meaty paw. "That'll be be me ma'am. Name's Officer Grizzie Baerns."

Already Sathriel found herself being entertained by the settlement's unusual adherence to pre-crucible procedures. The questioning entertained her even more as she found herself facing the werebear scratching away at a bone slate and filling out parchment work, her form now shrunken down to a more reasonable size and her bestial features morphed back into a human visage.

"Name?"

"Sathriel."

"Former occupation?"

"Attorney, now I wander the earth as an Arbiter."

"Are those two your constructs?" asked Grimm lilting her head to motion her attention towards Sathriel's bodyguards.

"That we are." answered Solomon "Given autonomy and personalities."

"Albeit with some limitations should certain situations arise." said Yan Wong.

"Names?"

"Solomon."

"Yan Wong."

There was a moment of silence as Grizzie jotted down the information on the slate before turning back to question Sathriel.

"Are you visiting or immigrating?"

"Visiting."

"Purpose of visit?"

"Sightseeing, under the recommendation of Lisa?"

"Your primary class?"

"Skintalker."

"All right that just about covers it, just two more things."

"I'm gonna need you three to wear these before granting entry into Wishbone Village."

Sathriel stared at the collars in Officer Grizzie's outstretched paw with visible disgust. She had seen relics like that in other more 'heinous' settlements that she had visited. Relics designed to suppress and prevent abilities of certain classes.

"What is the meaning of this?" Sathriel demanded.

"Sorry Ma'am, village rules. All visitors and registered Skintalkers have to wear the collar." replied Grizzie. "As for your two bodyguards' autonomous nature, they will have to wear a set of restraining rings to stop them from starting a fight."

(cont.)
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>>5203412
"We've been dealing with a serial thief whose been stealing relics and biomass from our storehouse." Grizzie explained "So far we've had no luck in capturing her but we do have a lead. During one of the thefts we've identified the core class of the thief as a skintalker. We're still investigating the cause and maintaining high alert for now but we'll get her sooner or later. It's also the reason why we've been doing this level of detailed record keeping and immigration process."

"And so the collar is..."

"To make sure that you aren't the suspected thief. Either you refuse to wear it and we kick you out, or you wear it and we let you in. Your choice, Ma'am."

With a sigh, Sathriel took the relic and jammed the collar onto her neck, wincing painfully as the runes and whispers that floated within the Arbiter's vision and hearing faded away from the relic's function kicking in.

"There. Are we done now?"

"Just a one more question."

Grizzie's face hardened. "Have you per-chance seen or heard of the whereabouts of a Susan Loupe?"

Sathriel was mildly surprised at the question. "Who?"

Upon hearing Sathriel's answer, Grizzie gave a sigh and relaxed, her eyes looking past Sathriel and towards Lisa before turning back to address the Arbiter. "Well that's a relief."

"Anything else?" asked Sathriel.

"Well, we've got one more thing to take care of before we let you in. We're gonna need you to pay the fine."

Sathriel never looked so offended in her life. "A fine!? What for?"

Grizzie turned to her bone slate and flipped through the sheets of parchment to cite the information. "Due to your 'unusual travel vehicle', you've been charged with one count of reckless driving, illegal parking, as well as disturbing the peace." the officer cited. "The fine amounts to about two pounds of flesh. One of your arms will do."

With a long heaving sigh full of suffering Sathriel complied. But not without objections as she posed her left hand to keep a certain finger raised before removing her arm at the socket and handing it to Officer Grizzie, who chortled at the fixed hand gesture. Oh how she hated the law at times.

"No wonder people in my homeland complained about the police." Sathriel grumbled.

Grizzie for her part guffawed with a shit-eating grin, clearly amused at the sight of a judge complaining about being on the receiving end of the law.

"Welcome to Wishbone Village, Enjoy your stay."
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(cont.)
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Uh huh yeah nice anon. Anyways hope OP is alright
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>>5203473
(I am, and I’ve rather been looking forward to reading this story since the Vein closed. The 51st Vein is set to open on March 29th at 10AM, Eastern time.)

>>5203430
(Very much so looking forward to the rest, Anon.)
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>>5203477
Yeah, it's good. I'm just waiting until the whole thing is posted to comment. I didn't want to interrupt. Sorry if that makes it look like I wasn't paying attention, >>5203002
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>>5203430
Village mood music: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AnMR6SOBa9k

Sathriel sat on a bench munching on sunflower seeds with one hand. Her other arm had not yet grown back and the snack itself does nothing to curb the everpresent hunger horror imposed by the heavens, but the novelty of eating food like an actual human relieves the stresses of daily life.

She had spent the last hour touring of the settlement and had found it to be rather uninteresting in terms of amenities barring the occasional relic put up for sale by the merchants. Even more unfortunately, it was in the waning hours of the Crucible's nighttime cycle so many stores that would be open were closed. So Sathriel focused on the case plaguing the settlement and asked Solomon and Yan Wong to interview the residents who were still awake for information about the ongoing serial theft case. There she waited for the two to arrive with their initial findings which left the Arbiter with nothing to do.

She was one hours into waiting and halfway through her bag of sunflower seeds when Solomon and Yan Wong returned to give their report.

"The thefts began quite some time ago when Grizzie returned one day heavily wounded from a battle. She was rescued by Lisa the Flesh Artisan who recently immigrated to this village at around the same time frame. No one apparently thought of it at the time as the only things that were stolen were tier 1 relics. Consumables and knicknacks could be easily replaced with the village forge, but over time the thief grew bolder until one night it made a mistake and revealed its class identity." reported Solomon.

"Was anything stolen that night?" Asked Sathriel.

"A Porcubus Prankster. It's owner is a Flesh Artisan by the name of Petunia."

"Any witnesses?"

"Only one, Grizzie the chief officer. However the theft took place during the Crucible's nighttime hours so she couldn't get a clear view. Nor could she capture it as the skintalker had cast a inhibiting spell that blinded Grizzie and kept her from pursuing. Soon after, the council held a quick meeting and passed rule that prohibited skintalking. All residents have to wear the relic that is currently on your person under the reason that this would inhibit the thief's ability to continue further thefts."

"And yet it continued despite that." Sathriel concluded. "Are there any relics that have not been stolen by the thief?"

This time it was Yan Wong that stepped forward to report. "Since the thefts began, security on the storehouse has been tight and the village have been keeping a ledger to keep track of which relics are stored and which ones have been withdrawn. The ones that have been currently withdrawn from the storehouse are Grizzie's "Living Sandbag", Lisa's Remembrance whistle, Forge Mistress Petunia's Forge Core, Mayor Millie's set of three Screamer Sacs, as well as a few other knickknacks."

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"Screamer Sacs...That would mean Mayor Millie is a skintalker." said Sathriel. "How have they not suspected her immediately?"

"She was the one who proposed the rule of silence in Wishbone village in the first place. In addition, during the time of the theft of the Porcubus prankster, there were several eye-witness accounts that confirmed Millie's location at a different part of Wishbone village." answered Yan Wong.

"Has there been any visitors that have registered themselves as skintalkers?"

"No, you're the only one to this date."

Sathriel was deep in thought as she turned the case over in her head while she cracked a sunflower seed in her mouth and spat out the shell. Her thoughts were suddenly disrupted by an ear-splitting alien screech that came from within the village like a wave.

"What was that?" Solomon asked. "That sounded like-"

"-Skintalking." Sathriel nodded. "So there was in fact a grain of truth to the officer's claim."

Yan Wong's bark-iron eye slits narrowed. "It also seems they have apprehended the culprit given the gathering of the village folk."

Upon hearing this, Sathriel removed the skintalking silencer from her neck. "Well I guess there is no need for this horrid little collar." she remarked, then she turned to look at the gathering crowd and her breath hitched.

Uninhibited by the Collar, Sathriel's skintalking senses was perceived through her eyes as well as her ears with runic texts of languages alien and familiar floating within her vision in addition to the common whispers in her ears, the characters and phrases that floated about hinting secret truths unspoken about the reality. And as she gazed at the sight, she saw Officer Grizzie shoving the gathering crowd aside with the 'culprit' in tow: Mayor Millie, still inhibited by her silencer and futilely protesting her innocence to the crowd's ignorance.

No. Something about this incident screamed wrongness to Sathriel. It reeked of INJUSTICE. The runes floating in front her eyes told her that Millie was truly innocent in the incident, related to the case but still wholly innocent. There was only one way to stop this. Sathriel stepped forward and opened her mouth.

"HOLD IT!"

(cont.)
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>>5203526
The Arbiter's shout echoed across the settlement, and like a spell the word simultaneously enthralled the mob with their attention towards the Arbiter and disenchanted them of misplaced zeal as Sathriel pointed a finger at Officer Grizzie.

"I demand that a trial be held to determine her innocence or guilt!"

"The Obsidian Arbiter..." breathed the Mayor in awe. The reveal of Sathriel's epithet sparked murmurs among the crowd.

Officer Grizzie however had a different opinion. "Yeah, no thanks." she said dismissively "We don't need your help, or a trial."

Sathriel stepped forward in front of the Ursine Officer's path. "I insist."

"You're not getting involved." Growled Grizzie, staring the Arbiter down. "Last I checked, you're not part of the village authority."

"Yes I am, whether you like it or not. Millie may be innocent. There is reasonable doubt of her guilt!" Sathriel shot back, unwilling to budge.

"I saw the crime right before my eyes. She is as guilty as sin!"

"Then makes you a WITNESS to the crime. You may be an Officer of the Law, but you are not Judge, nor Jury, nor Executioner." Sathriel growled.

"You mean to lecture me about JUSTICE?"

"What is JUSTICE without a fair trial?"

"Why don't we step back and take a walk outside the village to clear your head? Otherwise the case won't be given proper justice if you're acting emotional and biased...isn't that right your honor?" interjected Yan Wong nervously, putting himself between the Arbiter and the Officer and slipping the collar back onto Sathriel's neck and guiding her towards the village gates.

"Solomon, take care of Public relations for us." Yan Wong called out over his shoulder before he and the Obsidian Arbiter disappeared around the corner of the village gate.

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>>5203540
As a construct, Solomon lacked a mouth. But human behavior is an instinct hardwired into his mind. With a motion that mimicked that of a deep breath being taken, he turned to addressed the now silent crowd.

"Ladies." Solomon began with a clear and loud tone. "Do you have any idea how close you were to getting everyone killed?"

Officer Grizzie placed an arm on her hip with a huff. "And why is that?"

"Sathriel...my mother...She's not only a skintalker, she's also a Vitruvian."

Grizzie swore at the statement. "Dammit, of all classes..."

"I take it you have experience with Vitruvians am I correct?" asked Solomon.

Grimm grimaced. "Yeah, in my opinion, they're basically as bad as the hunger-mad, if not worse. They're personable and sane, until you hit a specific landmine of theirs. Then they just go feral because of their corrupted noggins, no offense...right?"

Solomon twitched at the statement before responding."That insult to my mother will remain off the record. But yes, you have the gist of it."

"What's wrong with Judge Sath?" asked Lisa.

Solomon held up an uneven scale and dexterously balances it on his clawed fingers.

"In her eyes, the world is set on a scale. Injustice and sin on one end, Virtue and justice on the other, always in flux, and never at equilibrium. As long as she's able to seek out injustice and tip the scales with her involvement, she will be stable." explained Solomon, demonstrating the effect by shifting his finger back and forth and causing the scale to wobble on its fulcrum.

"And if she isn't able to?"

Solomon pinches the scale at its fulcrum, locking it in place.

"If she senses that her path to influence the scales is obstructed, or is barred from involvement, she will seek out less scrupulous means of involvement and accrue stress." said Solomon, demonstrating the effect by using his other hand to futilely tug at one end of the now immovable scale.

"But that would only make things worse, not help her case." said the Officer.

"Correct." said Solomon "And that will continue to build pressure until..." Solomon snaps the scale in his hand in half. "She snaps and declares exterminatus."

"Exterminatus?"

As if on cue, there was a distant yet audible scream of anger followed by a string of explicates spoken in a mix of languages, with arcane effects popping off like fireworks from each syllable uttered outside of the village, causing heads to turn.

Solomon shifted uncomfortably and pointed a finger at the display. "That, except more focused and on a wider scale. A last resort to keep herself sane while ensuring that any culprit she pursues is executed, no matter the collateral." he shuddered at the sight. "Heavens above, I hope brother Yan didn't get caught up in the collateral of that tantrum."

Solomon turned to appeal to the crowd one final time. "So please, for the sake of everyone's health, just play along and let my mother hold the trial."

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>>5203544
When Sathriel returned to Wishbone village, she was calm. Well, slightly calm. She was still pissed at Officer Grizzie's attempt to obstruct JUSTICE despite her being an officer of the law, but still, she was grateful for Yan's intervention. But now she had to deal with the fallout of her tantrum that she was certain that everyone in the village had heard. You can't really vent as a skintalker without letting everyone and everything know about your verbal angst. And judging by the paled reactions and Solomon's slightly uncomfortable shuffling, he must've told them about her condition on top of the village hearing her bitchfit. Wonderful, just wonderful. Sathriel made a mental note to check the skinternet for any reputational damage caused by her tantrum once the case was over.

"Your 'boy' here makes a convincing argument." Grizzie said stiffly.

"And...?"

"You'll get your trial, on one condition."

"And that condition is?"

"That you follow the village rules. You're an outsider, a dangerous one at that, and we can't have you breaking village rules willy nilly. Got it?"

"Fine. I accept." Sathriel grumbled, motioning Solomon and Yan Wong to aid her as she removed her cloak and shirt. "Can't believe I'm gonna have to transcribe the court records and keep the press on lockdown 'manually' while holding the judge's position at the same time instead of the usual procedures..."

"What do you mean by 'manually'?" asked Grizzie, more out of curiosity than confrontation.

"Sathriel's usual procedure involves making sure cases stay private while all court records are transcribed automatically are done through skintalking." explained Yan Wong "Which she now can't due to your village restrictions. She'll have to resort to Vitruvian Modularity alongside with Neuromancy to do accurate and fast record keeping. She'll still get the job done but she'll be under more stress than usual. Needless to say, she's not happy about it."

"ohh..." said Grizzie, realizing her gaffe "We could-"

"Nope! Too late! I agreed to this." Sathriel interrupted with an off-putting smile that caused a subtle wave of shivers among the crowd. "Solomon, please retrieve The Spine from our personal storage please. Yan, can you do me a favor and hold me up?"

While Yan Wong held Sathriel in place, Solomon sliced open Sathriel's back as residents of the village look on in morbid curiosity while Solomon retrieved a ebony Briefcase from a Monolith summoned by the Arbiter where he reached in and pulled out a human spine that pulsed rhythmically in neon gold. A Neuromancer's relic.

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>>5203582
"Read-!" Sathriel's response was immediately cut-off as Solomon removed her spine from the base of her neck, gently tugging the her vertebrae out with one hand while the other replaced the cavity with the glowing neon substitute, prompting the Arbiter's face to twist into expressions Sathriel would consider 'undignified' as her body recalibrated itself throughout the delicate yet painfully awkward process. The installation of the new implant causing painful twitches and spasms with each vertebrae socketed into the Arbiter's back until the Sacrum and Coccyx was finally installed as Solomon replaced Sathriel's own spine into the briefcase.

"All done." said Solomon, inspecting Sathriel's back for any errors as the Arbiter's flesh knit back together. "Is everything alright?"

"I'm fine, but I think I need to lie down for a moment." said Sathriel, feeling queasy. "Boys, ready your roles, gather the witnesses and necessary evidence. I'll set up the courtroom shortly."

Solomon and Yan Wong wordlessly nodded, leaving Sathriel to lie down on a nearby boney bench before heading out to complete their assigned tasks and badger the residents for information.

"I take it you have something to say?" asked Sathriel, not bothering to look at the girl approaching her.

"I'm sorry about the thing with Grizzie and the whole village rules about the 'no skintalking' thing." said Lisa. "She's just trying to do her best to keep the peace and do her job. She's a really soft person when you get past her big scary appearance."

The barest hint of a soft smile crept up Sathriel's face as she tilted her head to make eye contact with Lisa. "The two of you seem rather close."

"She saved my life, in more ways than one. She's like family to me."

"Like a mother?" asked Sathriel.

"More like a second mommy. I lived with her ever since I arrived here."

"And what happened to-" Sathriel stopped herself as soon as she saw the instinctual stiffening of the thorny girl. "...ahh...right...sorry if I stepped on a sensitive issue."

"It's okay..."

Lisa appeared more hesitant than usual, fidgeting about as if afraid of what she's about to say. "I...have a question. What does it mean to be a skintalker?"

Sathriel sat up from the bench now fully invested in the conversation. "Why do you ask?"

"Well...it's just that...I...have a friend who's a skintalker." explained Lisa.

"You mean the mayor?"

"No...outside of the village."

"She and I sometimes catch up with each other during my patrols with Grizzie. This remembrance whistle was a gift."

"Do you wear it often?"

"Only when I'm on patrol outside the village."

"I see, why not invite her to Wishbone?"

"I...well...she can't. She's doesn't want to be silenced by the village rules."

Sathriel nodded sagely. "I see...having your voice silenced is one of the main drivers of daughters who have acquired skintalking as a core class after all."

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"It's why I wanted to to ask you. You're a skintalker, and yet you agreed to wearing the collar and want to solve the case. Why?"

"Simple. I do this so I can give meaning to my voice."

"To...give meaning to my...voice?" Lisa repeated, puzzled by such an expression.

Sathriel nodded, resolute in her answer. "In the country I lived in, legal laws were strict, cultrual norms even stricter. It was in many ways, a scary place to live in for girls like me. The only way to gain an edge in such an environment was to either marry into power, be born in power, work and study and achieve power. I was a quiet girl who wanted to make things fair and just for everyone, but many of the people I talked to would often laugh or ignore me, and tell me that my voice doesn't matter. So I decided to work hard and fight to reach a place where my voice did matter. Thinking back, what I went through scares me even today. But despite my fear, I went with my decision to fight to make my voice matter."

"In the courtroom they have a saying: 'Evidence is everything'. It means that any statement or claim must be backed by tangible evidence. To me, it means that anything that I say must be backed by my actions to prove that statement true. Far too often I have witnessed people say things up front only to later find out that they have gone back on their word."

"Thus, in the face of this crime that tilts the scale towards injustice in my eyes. I have sworn bring true JUSTICE to this case, even if I'm deprived of my skintalking powers. This is what it means to have a meaningful voice. To have your thoughts and intents be announced and backed by tangible action."

Lisa was silent as she digested Sathriel's response. "I wish I had that kind of courage."

Sathriel for her part smiled. "No need to wish for courage. You simply need to act on your true feelings no matter how frightened you are."

"Good luck on holding the trial."

Sathriel waved Lisa goodbye as the little Cactus-armed girl left to join Officer Grizzie. The moment Lisa's back was turned, Sathriel frowned. Something was about Lisa's claims struck her as odd. The back of the Arbiter's spine pulsed as a mote of gold light traveled down into the ground from the base of her neck as Sathriel used The Spine to establish a private channel with her constructs.

[Solomon, Yan Wong. Please include Lisa as part of the witness list to testify for the trial.]

[No problem.]

[My thoughts are the same as brother Solomon's, though I do have to ask: For what reason?]

[No concrete evidence, this is based on a woman's intuition. There is something about that girl that feels out of place, and I would like the two of you to expose that hidden contradiction in court. Can you do that?]

[...We'll come up with something.]

The connection soon cut and Sathriel got up from her seat. The appointed hour draws near, and a Judge needs a court...

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>>5203631
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"Umm...I have a question."

"Yes?" Sathriel looked up from her bone slate and gazed at the audience.

"What are you doing?"

"Paperwork."

"You said the trial would begin immediately."

"Well this is part of the trial. Courtroom trials involve paperwork."

"But I thought-"

"Well I'm sorry if this court isn't to your expectations. Were you expecting a witch trial?" Sathriel said with a cheery smile. "As far as I've remembered in my time as an attorney, court cases in real life were boring, steady, tedious affairs. But the upside to the boring, steady, and tedious is that the process is done 'thoroughly'. Thankfully my boys have gotten much of their investigations done with the generous support of Wishbone Village Authorities. So don't you worry, we'll get to the interesting part shortly for all you little Ace Attorney and Law and Order fans. I have confidence that this trial will be a success."

Sathriel had to admit that she was nervous. She hoped that Solomon and Yan Wong could figure out a way to lead the audience by the ear to come around and see her reasoning for her claim. She hoped she was on the correct path that would allow her to balance the scales of the crime and tip it towards equilibrium. There is but one thing left to do. She raised the Gavel and brought it down.

"Court is now in session for the Trial of Mayor Millie." she announced.
"Solomon Is the Defense ready?"
"The Defense is ready, your honor."
"Yan Wang? Is the Prosecution ready?"
"The Prosecution stands ready-"

"Hey hang on, I have a question."

Sathriel looked at the villager on the Gallery. "Yes?"

"Your constructs acting as lawyers and you're acting as the Judge right? Where's the Jury?"

"We have names you know." objected Solomon.
"We have names you know." objected Yan Wong.

Sathriel shot a pointed look at the two who were standing behind their respective desks before addressing the questioning audience member.

Sathriel sighed again at the disruption. "This is not the Trial-by-Jury system some of you Westerners are accustomed to. This is a Trial-by-Judge. "But in this day and age and in these sorts of circumstances, I find that the current system I am using now is the one that works best in order to deliver a fair and correct verdict."

Despite Sathriel's reassurances, this only served to generate murmurs and backsass.
"'Fair trial' my ass."
"Girls, please I'm trying to watch!"
"A bit much isn't it? Coming from a Vitruvian Chink-"

"YOU DARE ACCUSE THIS COURT AS CORRUPT?"
"YOU DARE ACCUSE THIS COURT AS CORRUPT?"

yelled Solomon and Yan Wong, their clawed hands loudly slamming the desks in synchronized objection.
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>>5203661
Sathriel's enforcers immediately paused their further objections by the Arbiter motioning her hand to silence the two. Sathriel for her part stood up from her seat and looked at the courtroom gallery honing in on the offenders before somehow *warping* to the gallery with a single step. Her sudden appearance in the gallery eliciting a jump scare and several shrieks as the Arbiter leaned forward with gritted teeth atop a false smile.

"Never. Ever. Compare my court to that toxic sludge of a judicial system that my home country is seeped in." Sathriel softly hissed.

"I have taken many, many, measures to ensure that due process and impartiality are observed, procedures are followed whenever possible, and above all else do my best to seek out evidence, to leave no stone unturned, and to hand down and execute an exacting and fitting sentence to the guilty should one be found. My verdicts will not be bought or sold like cheap commodities, nor swayed by political or personal favors. To stoop to that level like my homeland is to bring INJUSTICE to the title that I hold dear. What I care about and crave for is true JUSTICE. Nothing else can sate my hunger more than weighing the measures of a case and equalizing the scale."

Seeing that she now commanded the audience's entire attention, the Arbiter leaned back.

"I can't deny the validity of your questioning the judicial system that I use to operate the court. In the world we currently live in, law and order is a fragile but powerful system that ensures humanity's survival and a degree of peace on a societal level. And as much as I would like to hold a jurist court system for this case, the system in question would result in a biased jury given how integral the defendant has been for the community in this current case. So for the sake of impartiality and a fair verdict this court system will be trial-by-Judge."

"Open your lips and question my dedication to law and order one more time, and I will have you executed, not held, EXECUTED in contempt of court. All other discussion among yourselves is permissible otherwise. Do all of you understand?"

She received a synchronized motion of slow nods from the gallery. Sathriel deemed it a sufficient answer before turning around.

"Prosecutor Yan, your opening statement if you will." The Arbiter called out, warping back to her spot in the Judge's seat.

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>>5203672
"The incident is believed to have occurred an hour ago during the Crucible's nighttime cycle within Wishbone Village in ForgeMistress Petunia's residence. The scene of the crime, and subsequent capture was the alley just outside the ForgeMistress Petunia's house as well as the residence in question. The object of the attempted theft in question is the Village Forge Core. It was found in Mayor Millie's possession when she was apprehended at the scene of the crime. In addition, We also have two eye witness accounts of Mayor Millie exiting the homestead with Forge core in possession. Put together, it is only logical to assume Mayor Millie is the suspected thief on account of her class as is registered on the village census records. the Prosecution would like to present the diagram of the crime scene as evidence."

Sathriel gave a nod of acknowledgment. "Very well, Prosecutor Yan Wong. The Court accepts these into the court record."

"Defender Solomon, your client, Millie, mayor of Wishbone village has been charged with Theft, Grand Larceny, and Abuse of Power. How does the Defense plead?"

"You honor, the defense pleads Not Guilty. The defense would also like to submit a statement from my client. My client's statement reads that she has kept herself in the public eye the moment the thefts began the village never leaving the village. She has also complied to the village rule of wearing the Skintalking silencer. The night of the incident, my client has stated she was wandering the streets when she noticed a suspicious unidentifiable person enter Forgemistress Petunia's home without knocking. Following the suspicious person, she confronted the thief and after a brief struggle, made away with the Forge core and prevented the theft. However during her escape she heard a loud shriek akin to a skintalker's spell and was briefly knocked unconscious by a sharp blow to the head. The next thing she knew, she was being arrested by Grizzie."

"I would like to present the injury report dealt to Mayor Millie during the time frame of the crime. Half of her upper body was pincushioned by spines of a plant-type ability and a head-wound to the side of her head dealt by the sharp corner of a hard blunt object. I would also like to present a neural-visual recreation of the Crime scene."

With a wave of gold neuromancy, Solomon bade the open space on the courtroom floor to grow, recreating a meaty diorama of the crime scene in miniature.

"As you can see, Forgemistress Petunia's home is located near a T-shaped intersection. Her home is a two-story building and the crime took place on the first floor. As for the crime scene itself, it is a mess. Furniture has been knocked over, and there are calcite spines laced with neurotoxins embedded in half the room, on the Forge, and in the Forge's interior."

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>>5203802
Sathriel considered Solomon's claims, pausing for effect to let the information settle in the audience's minds. "Your statement, injury report, and crime scene neuro-imagery are accepted into the Court Record, Defender Solomon. Any objections Prosecutor Solomon?"

"I do not." replied Yan Wong, leveling a stare at his twin on the opposite side of the courtroom. "Defender Solomon, do you honestly believe that those pieces of evidence can stand alone in Judge Sathriel's court of law?"

"Easy for you to say when you have two eye-witnesses to call upon." Solomon raised his clawed arm and beckoned with two clawed fingers. "But bring it."

"Your Honor, I would like to bring in the first witness to testify against Mayor Millie: Officer Grizzie." announced Prosecutor Yan.

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It took a few minutes for Officer Grizzie to reach the witness stand. The Werebear woman was clearly uncomfortable on the witness stand, and as much as Sathriel wanted to poke fun at the role reversal, the Obsidian Arbiter had a job to do.

"Witness, please state your name, occupation, and primary class." instructed Sathriel.

"Um-...Hello. Name's Officer Grizzie Baerns, I'm the chief officer of Wishbone Village, and my registered class is unnatural 'animal'."

Sathriel raised an eyebrow as she paused mid-captioning. "Unnatural animal?"

"I'm not gonna say Predator, you hear me? That sort of label creeps people out in a wrong kind of way!" Grizzie replied snappishly.

Sathriel blinked as she considered the unfortunate wording the officer was implying. "Fair enough. The court will amend that terminology on the court record."

"Back to the matter at hand. Officer Grizzie, can you give us your testimony?" Yan Wong instructed.

"Sure thing." Said the officer, wasting no time to recount her side of the story.

"It was late into the Crucible's night cycle, damn Alien Goddess was making it hard to see with the extended night shift. Didn't help matters given the paperwork involved in processing the immigration and the dynamic entry of our...um...'latest tourist'. I was making my rounds through the streets and it was around the part where my patrol passes by Petunia's place where I heard that skinner spell go off. I go barreling down that alley from that bottom of that T-intersection and I see Millie clutching that Forge core with both hands and half-covered in spines! Didn't account for me blindsiding and apprehending her though!"

"A solid testimony." Sathriel stated. "Defender Solomon, do you have any objections?"

"Of course your honor, the defense would like to cross examine the witness." replied Solomon.

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AN: Mood music for the courtroom trial starting from the first testimony: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ca4cWcQl-tk
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>>5203980
Sathriel nodded in approval and rapped the gavel once, Solomon took the approval as permission to begin pacing about on the courtroom floor in front of the witness.

"How is possible that you were able to identify my client in the Crucible nighttime hours?" asked Solomon, opening his Cross examination, with hands clasped behind his back.

"Well I couldn't really see that well in that alleyway on the account of it being nighttime. Petunia likes to keep that place dark. But that burning heart's a light source bright enough that I could make out Millie's features." answered Grizzie.

"From which direction did Millie cross your path on that T-intersection of the alleyway?"

"Left to right. From where I stood at the bottom 't' portion of the intersection, If I were to take a left, I would find myself heading away from the village center and towards the walls. Same thing goes in reverse. Head right and you'd be finding yourself closer to the center of the settlement."

"What other factors led you to believe that Millie was the thief besides the fact that the forge core is in her possession?"

"Millie's a registered Skinner on the census. She could've slipped off the collar with her hands and screamed out a spell. I know I would if I were a skintalker."

"When you apprehended the defendant, where on the defendant was her silencing collar?"

"On her neck sir."

"And the Forge core?"

"She was holding it tightly with both hands like a football sir."

"When you encountered Mayor Millie at the intersection, how did you stop her from escaping?"

"With a smack of my paws to the front of her face of course!"

"Can you demonstrate for the court?"

"Umm...well...You mind if I grab a relic of mine from my house?" the officer asked Sathriel.

Sathriel nodded "Permission granted."

"Your honor, I propose that we bring the entire Village Relic stores as well as well as the catalogue book, as evidence of course for the sake of prudence." added Solomon.

"You mean the entire village storehouse?" asked Millie suddenly concerned at the absurd request.

"Not all of it, only the relics personally owned by the persons involved in the crime, with the catalogue book as a reference for the list of stolen relics." assured Solomon.

Sathriel considered the proposal for a moment before nodding in agreement. "Interesting idea. Is Defender Solomon's proposal okay with the gallery?"

The Gallery uttered out a general consensus of agreement. Sathriel banged her gavel in confirmation. "Very well, send someone to gather the relevant relics from the storehouse and bring it to the court. The court will accept the related Relics as well as the Catalogue as evidence into the court record. Officer Baerns, please recreate the scenario in which you subdued the defendant when you are ready."

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>>5203994
Shortly after the relics were gathered, the officer began her demonstration with her personal relic, a white-leathered beady-eyed fleshbag that looked more like a punching bag. From this Grizzie recreated the scenario from her point of view through her demonstrations, and at the intersecting point, the officer smacked the sandbag with her paw as such that the blow sent the living relic to the floor where it vocalized the location and severity of Grizzie's attack. A large blunt attack directed across the front of the head. All eyes turned to Solomon who appeared to be deep in thought after seeing the demonstration.

"Officer Grizzie, can you confirm that this is how you subdued and apprehended my client?" asked the Defense attorney.

Grizzie nodded. "I'm sure of it. Mr. Solomon."

Solomon thumped the desk once with his fist. "....And there it is. The rotten lie within the truthful testimony. Officer Grizzie, you did not subdue my client. Someone else did."

AN: cue music: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yy7NVfkEsvQ

The statement drew a wave of discussion and gasps among the audience that soon went quiet with a bang of Sathriel's black gavel.

"OBJECTION!" Yan Wong slammed his desk with his hand to command attention. "This does not change the fact that Millie was apprehended in the end!"

"You're right Prosecutor Yan. Millie was apprehended by Officer Grizzie in the end. But Officer Grizzie was not the one who dealt the blow that subdued the defendant." replied Solomon, the defense attorney's body language showing an aura of confidence as he picked up a piece of written parchment and flung it like a frisbee across the court towards Prosecutor Yan who deftly caught it and began reading its contents.

"I would like to direct everyone's attention to the injury report that was recently submitted as well as to take note of the current state of my client. Note that the Injury report states that she has suffered a head-wound to the side of her head dealt by the sharp corner of a hard blunt object. Officer Grizzie demonstrated that her actions deal a Large broad hit to the front of the head as per her testimony. So how could these two facts match up when the damage type between the injury and the demonstration completely different?" asked Solomon.

Yan wong gave a visible reaction equivalent to that of a jolt as he put the parchment down. "Shit...you're saying..."

Solomon crossed his arms behind his back and nodded. "That's right Prosecutor Yan. Someone else dealt the blow to the Mayor. This statement now backed up by physical evidence...And by extension establishes the fact that there is someone else who was at the scene of the crime besides my client and your witness."

Solomon slammed the desk with a fist and pointed at the witness. "Officer Baerns, did you or did you not strike the blow that subdued by client!?"

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>>5204408
"No...No I didn't." Grizzie confessed. "Someone else got to Millie first."

"Then that decisively proves that there is reasonable doubt of my client's innocence. Officer Grizzie did not witness my client in the act of thievery, she was the last to arrive and mistook my client for the thief! Not only that-"

"HOLD IT!"

The sudden interruption caused Solomon to verbally trip over himself.

"Solomon." Prosecutor Yan called out, his clawed hand lightly cradling his bark-like forehead as if nursing a headache. "I appreciate your prudence and haste in the logic train, but need I remind you that you're leaving me bereft of a job?"

Solomon turned sheepish, gaining sudden awareness of Sathriel's pointed stare.

"Oh....sorry. Go on Prosecutor."

Prosecutor Yan took the floor. "As Defender Solomon was about to say, there is reasonable doubt that the defendant was not the thief who stole the Forge core when taking into the account of Officer Baerns' testimony. To prove his claim, he was about to motion to call forth a witness who stands out as a close match to the culprit who dealt the injuries to the defendent during the time the crime took place according to the village census records."

"Coincidentally, the witness he was about to call upon is the same witness I was also going to call upon to disprove his claims."

Yan Wong slammed the desk with a fist before pointing a finger towards the Gallery. "Your Honor, I would like to call Lisa to the witness stand!"

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>>5204419
It took several minutes for officer Grizzie to return to the audience gallery as well as for Lisa to work up the courage to step up to the witness stand under both Solomon and Yan Wong's escort. Sathriel, Solomon, and Yan Wong all knew that Lisa's testimony would make or break the case, but Lisa's current mood clearly signaled to them this may not be easy. What's more troubling was that the first witness seemed to be on edge moreso when Lisa was on the witness stand.

"Now Lisa, can you tell us what happened on the night of that incident?" asked the Prosecutor.

Lisa hesitated. "Am I in trouble?What if you don't believe me?"

"That depends Lisa, are you willing to speak up?" replied Sathriel her face impassive. "If you are willing to tell the truth, then the entire trial will be less painful for everyone involved."

Lisa was silent as she fidgeted on the spot, before slowly nodding as the timid girl gave her testimony.

"I was near Petunia's house when it happened. I was walking down the street when I noticed someone enter Petunia's house, I got suspicious, so I followed the person. There I saw Millie with the Forge core in her hands. I tried to take it back but it was hard to do so with one hand. So I used my other arm and hit her in order to get her to let it go. We kept wrestling over the forge core, but then she somehow got away when that skintalker spell went off. So I chased her outside. And that's when Officer Grizzie came in and slowed Millie down enough for me to stop her."

With Lisa's testimony finished, Sathriel closed her eyes as if to ponder upon the new information. Internally she knew it was bullshit. But since she was playing the role of the fair judge, she couldn't simply tear up the testimony herself and interrogate the timid daughter AND the first witness. Internally frustrated but having no other alternative, Sathriel is left with entrusting that task to her aides.

"Hmm...This is quite the problem. An eye witness testimony that stands to contradict the defendant's witness statement. Left by itself, the situation would turn into a he-said-she-said conundrum." she stated simply.

"...Do you believe me?" asked Lisa.

"That depends on whether your words hold up under the light of the cross-examination phase." replied Sathriel. "Now, Mr. Solomon will 'gently' ask you some basic questions, and you will need to answer him truthfully. This is the cross-examination part. Can you do this?"

Lisa nodded. "Y-yes."

Good. Sathriel turned to Solomon. "Defender Solomon, given that this witness has testified against the defendant, that means you have the burden of cross-examination. This will be important to the trial."

As Solomon stepped out from behind the bench to take the floor he passed by Yan Wong's side.

"Good luck Solomon." whispered Prosecutor Yan. Solomon, stopped mid-stride to address him.

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>>5204493
"Your wishes have been received, Prosecutor." replied Solomon "I just hope that the cross examination doesn't lead to what I think would happen."

The Prosecutor made the barest of aside glances towards the witness. "That I do not have objections to."

With the side-dialogue out of the way, Solomon began his cross examination.

"When you entered Petunia's house, where on the street did you come in from? Can you point out to me from on this diorama?" asked Solomon gesturing to the set.

Lisa nodded and pointed her non-cactified arm. "Here. I came in on the left side of the 'T'."

Solomon nodded as he paced about. "And you and Mayor Millie both encountered each other is that correct?"

"Mayor Millie entered Petunia's house first." Lisa began arguing.

Solomon sighed. "Mayor Millie also said someone entered Petunia's house before her as well. Because you and Millie's statements contradict each other, we cannot ascertain who was there first yet." he gently chided. "What matters is that you and Mayor Millie encountered each other in Petunia's house. Is that correct?"

His soft tone thankfully reminded Lisa of her place in the court. "...Yes." she replied.

"And so you and Mayor Millie fought over the Forge core thinking that the other was the thief. Is that correct?"

"Yes."

"And you said that after a struggle, Millie made away with the Forge core in her hands. Is that true?"

"Yup."

"And you chased her down and knocked her out?"

"Yes."

"So then here is the big question: who was the one that cast the skintalker spell?"

The question took Lisa off guard.

"It was Mayor Millie who screamed the skintalker spell right?" answered Lisa after a pause, looking more uncomfortable than before.

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>>5204529
'And there's the contradiction' Solomon internally mused. He made the barest of aside glances to gauge the reactions of both his 'Mother' and his 'Brother'. Their gazes told him all of them were on the same page. Time for him to press further and lead the witness and the gallery along the logical train of deduction in his mind.

An: mood music during this part: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wP1DJ_D4chA

"Well it somewhat makes sense. She is a skintalker after all. Everyone in Wishbone knows Millie's a skintalker. But there's a problem. If Mayor Millie did scream out the skintalker spell, she would have needed to remove the Silencing collar on her neck. Are you sure she was the one that cast the skintalker spell?

"I'm positive!"

"So let say that it's possible for Millie to have removed the collar during the crime. If that were to be true, then it would have been obvious that Millie would be lacking a collar on her neck when she was apprehended by Officer Grizzie. But earlier Officer Grizzie testified that Millie still had her collar on her neck and that her hands were holding onto the relic tightly. Therefore, it is safe to assume that she did not cast any spell."

"What about during the struggle?" asked Lisa.

Solomon shook his head. "Also not possible. You stated earlier that you had trouble holding onto the forge core with one free arm due to your other arm being used to bludgeon Millie with those spines. That means Millie only had enough sense to use both hands during the struggle to pry away the Forge core while enduring your hits. Which means she could not have removed her collar at any point in time within the time frame of the crime."

"She has Screamer sacs though!"

This time Prosecutor Yan spoke up to rebuff her defense. "We've checked the storehouse and her personal effects. The Village catalogue notes that Millie has a set of three screamer sacs listed under her ownership. Three screamer sacs have been retrieved."

Solomon picked up the verbal baton pass. "If she was going to use them for the theft, then there would be two screamer sacs here. How many do I count are in this courtroom on the evidence table? Three screamer sacs."

Solomon folded his arms with absolute confidence. "I believe that covers all other alternative theories under the premise that Millie was the thief and the one that cast the skintalker spell."

"Which means...the only other person who was at the crime scene...with Mayor Millie in ForgeMistress Petunia's house...who could have cast the skintalker spell..."

Solomon calmly leveled an accusing finger at the witness. "...is none other than you."

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>>5204617
The weight of the statement was just as heavy as the silence that followed Solomon's accusation. Then Lisa spoke up.

"You're right...I did cast the spell." she admitted. "But it was through my Remembrance whistle. Millie was the thief, and so when she took the core and ran, I had no other choice but to use the whistle!"

The witness's statement caused Solomon to trip over himself in shock. "Wait what? Why didn't you say that earlier in your testimony?"

"I was scared! I didn't want to be seen as the thief!"

Prosecutor Yan thumped his side of the desk with a wheeze. "Ha! She's got a point, brother Solomon! Besides, that only serves to incriminate your client even further. The witness could have cast the spell from the whistle in order to restrain the defendant as a quick action AFTER the Mayor managed to wrestle the forge core out of the witness's hands! It is perfectly plausible within this set of circumstances despite not being a skintalker!"

Solomon planted his wood-iron head into the desk and started cursing. He was two swearwords in before the Arbiter assumed direct control and rendered Solomon mute with a finger snap but still left him flailing about in silent frustration, the scene creating both amusement and bemusement to everyone in the court until Sathriel slammed the gavel for order.

Sathriel sighed. "Are you done with your cross-examination Solomon?"

Solomon's authority over his voicebox was restored as was his calm. "No. My cross examination has not yet finished. In fact..."

He resumed his upright posture, seemingly more confident than ever. "The defense would like to put forth a theory."

"And your proposal?"

"That our witness here...is in fact...the thief that's been plaguing Wishbone village!"

AN: Cue music: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uNWH9LBO69o

All at once chaos rumbled in the gallery, a ruckus loud enough that Sathriel had to slam her gavel thrice to instill order.

"Your honor, I object to this claim!" objected Yan Wong "This all hinges upon the theory that the defendant wasn't the first to arrive at the crime scene!"

The Arbiter turned to Solomon with a stern look. "Defender Solomon, do you have evidence that can prove this leap in logic? Even I know that jumping to an indictment is too hasty!"

"Solomon..." intoned Yan Wong.

"I know." replied Solomon, returning a nod. "It's a tremendous leap in logic. But I've had time to think and re-examine the case from a different angle during my small bout of conniptions. And all the evidence required to prove it is present in the court."

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"Your honor, bring up the diagram of the Crime scene if you would." requested Solomon as he launched into his explanation. "Note that there are calcite spines lining the inside of the Obsidean Forge. If the defendant arrived at the crime scene first and was the one who stole the Forge core, then there wouldn't have been spines left lining the inside of the forge. But there are spines, which meant that our witness was the one who first laid hands on the Forge core."

"Then how can you prove the claim of the witness being the perpetrator of all the serial thefts? For all we know, the witness could have shoved her arm into the forge to bar the defendant from gaining possession!" argued Yan Wong.

"We need additional evidence that supports that theory if you don't want your indictment overruled." Sathriel warned. "It has to be concrete. Something concrete that would tie this witness to the thefts of past incidents in this village!"

"Keep in mind that our witness is a Calcite Flesh Artisan hybrid according to the village census." added Prosecutor Yan Wong. "Our suspected thief is a Skintalker."

All eyes turned towards Solomon, their attention fully on the Defending Humanoid Construct. Sensing the mood was right, Solomon began to speak.

"We've all assumed the evidence and records we've been using were correct. But that leads us to a contradiction. How could a registered skintalker in the Village census records, who has voluntarily silenced herself in accordance to the rules, be the very same thief who stole the Forge core despite having multiple eye-witness accounts that vouched for her innocence in past thefts when our witness has arrived at the crime scene first? That got me thinking. What if there was ANOTHER skintalker in the village? What if the village census entry for our witness was falsified in order to keep her true class identity a secret?"

"So you aim to validate that theory by testing to see if Lisa here is the hidden skintalker." Yan Wong summarized. "And how do you intend to test her within the bounds of the court?"

"Simple. We frisk the witness for stolen relics."

"All the relics from have been accounted for on the Village relic catalog, including the ones that have been stolen." Prosecutor Yan said as a reminder.

Solomon held out a finger. "Except ONE. There is one 'stolen' relic on the catalogue that is present in this very courtroom. A relic so important and so counterintuitive the thief had to keep on her person in order to complete her ruse and give truth to the falsified entry in the village census records. And with Forge Mistress Petunia's permission I would like to retrieve it."

Yan Wong paused as the mental dots implied by his brother connected in his mind. "Hang on...You mean the Porccubus Prankster? Forgemistress Petunia's Porccubus Prankster? That was stolen a long time ago according to the village's history records One of the first relics stolen in the theft spree!"

"Exactly."

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Solomon nodded and turned the finger to point at Lisa, who flinched at the accusing finger's direction. "If Lisa's class identity is truly what is stated on the register, then I would be unable to pull off her arm as her spines will automatically retaliate the moment my hand touches hers. That would mean my defense of my client would be rendered invalid which I would have no choice but to accept. But if her mutated arm was disguised as the Porcubus prankster..."

"...then with the owner's permission, you would be able to retrieve it without retaliation. Which not only proves her class identity registered on the village records were falsified, her testimony invalid, but also that she was the one that started the serial thefts." concluded Yan Wong.

"Your honor, the Prosecution has no further objections to the Defense's theory."

Sathriel banged her gavel once. "Approved. The court shall order the search of the witness!"

By now Lisa was quivering in terror as Solomon and Yan Wong turned their full attention on the girl at the witness stand her hand hovering over her misshapen arm to shield it yet simultaneously struggling under the strain of an unknown pain. "I suggest you cooperate." advised Solomon "Because even if you resist..."

Both 'lawyers' suddenly appeared before Lisa, standing menacingly over the young girl eliciting a startled shriek, a faint tang of ozone and the fading gold glow of runes on their bodies the only evidence of an ability that allowed them to seemingly teleport towards Lisa's location in an eye blink.

"...There is no escape." followed Yan Wong.

An open claw extended out towards Lisa's misshapen arm. "May I?" asked Solomon.

The court watches with baited breath as Solomon hand neared Lisa's prickly arm. The audience is still with anticipation, expecting the spines that thread about Lisa's figure to lash out as Solomon gently holds the witness' oversized arm on his claw and with his other humanoid hand, begin to pull on her potted fist. With disturbing fascination, the threaded spines on Lisa's person began to un-weave themselves from Lisa's body as the biomass shifts and accumulates within Solomon's hand while Lisa's arm shrinks in proportion until finally the mass of tangled thorns and spines were fully removed, revealing the source of Lisa's misshapen arm: a potted cactus plant the size of a small child with a flowery red face and a pair of beady eyes. It giggled mischievously as it swayed despite the non-existent wind.

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>AN: cue music https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-TW9yZodu7s

Silence reigned in the court as the Jury took in the revelation at the sight of Lisa, her feet having given way under her weight, denuded of her disguise. Then Lisa began to wail. Her wail grew louder and louder until its volume turned near deafening as the surrounding fleshscape began to scream in discordant harmony, confirming her identity as a skintalker.

Immediately the court went into an uproar at the sight.

Both Yan Wong and Solomon became alarmed at the development and as one moved to physically secure the screaming witness.

"YOUR HONOR, WE HAVE A MELTDOWN IN PROGRESS!" they shouted in unison.

A flash of gold runes signaled Sathriel's timely arrival as she removed the silencing collar on her neck before her hand on Lisa's head, the Obsidian Arbiter's spine flaring up with a neon gold glow in tandem with alien sigils skittering across hers and Lisa's body as she worked to swiftly suppress the surge of Hunger plaguing the small skintalker. And just as quickly the hunger flared, it was over as the discordant screaming faded away, letting silence reign as the Obsidian Arbiter and her aides gently laid an unconscious Lisa down onto the floor.

It was at this point Officer Grizzie broke from the gallery and barreled towards the witness stand, embracing Lisa in a comforting hug, the act revealing the terrible implicating truth: Her complicity in the crime.

"This court will now take a quick half-an-hour recess in the light of this development in the case." the Arbiter announced, her voice ringing loud and clear despite her soft-spoken tone. "Within this time, Everyone will step back and cool their emotions. I will NOT tolerate any form of misconduct in MY court. Any more Instigators of attempted vigilantism will be executed without question. Am I clear!?"

The silence was all Sathriel needed as an answer.

"Solomon, Yan Wang, ensure that no one in this village does anything stupid. I will watch over the accused. This court is adjourned!"

The court audience hurriedly vacated themselves from the gallery under the oversight of Solomon and Yan Wong, leaving the Arbiter, the officer, and the thief alone in the same court.

Sathriel tossed the silencing collar towards Officer Baerns. "You may want to put this on her. This will help quell the others when court reconvenes. And I would like a confession out of you regarding your complicity to the crime considering the established facts of the case."

The Mrs. Baerns could only glumly nod as she stroked the Lisa's hair.

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>>5205065
Half-an-hour later everyone seated back in the courtroom.

Surveying the scene before her, Sathriel could tell that the mood was tense and heavy. Scripts and runes bearing "condemnation" and "sin" floated in the air like a plague. More damningly were the ones that bore "regret", "trauma", "terror", and "despair" that clung to Lisa and Grizzie Baerns. All in all, it was a pitiful sight. Sathriel's heart couldn't help but wince in pain and sympathy.

"Court is now back in session. With all the facts that have been established, It is now clear that Millie is in fact not the thief. while the real culprit of this crime spree is Lisa with Officer Grizzie Baerns serving as an accomplice." Sathriel announced. "Which leads us to the next question...Grimm, can you explain your complicity to the crime?"

"I can." Grizzie Baerns answered, the officer looking more weary and haggard as the need to keep a formal appearance seemingly evaporated along with her intimidating bulk. "And...I would like to make a plea bargain-"

"Wait!" interrupted Lisa. "Let me confess too. Please."

"Are you sure? There's a difference between simply speaking up and speaking out with meaning. Speaking with meaning means to tell the truth." warned the Obsidian Arbiter.

"The purpose of a court is not only to listen to the voices spoken, but also to determine if those statements are truths or lies. And to separate the two, everyone's statements has to be cross-examined to ensure that the narrative is supported by the evidence gathered in relation to what happened during the crime. If there is something, anything suspicious in a statement and doesn't match up to the evidence presented in court, then it is considered a lie and gets ruled out. What's left after all the lies are taken out is the truth."

"That said, all of the facts that have been established point towards your guilt in the crime. If you wish to make a plea bargain, I can accept it. However..."

Sathriel snapped her fingers. All at once, the ground beneath Lisa and Officer Baerns lit up as runes upon runes made their presence known in glowing bloody gold in a mesmerizing array spread throughout the courtroom, arcane power swelling and coalescing into a smothering pall that threatened to implode the pair by dint of its sheer invisible weight. Such a stunning display of complex spellwork could only be possible if the Obsidian Arbiter had time to painstakingly carve them out under everyone's noses. Time she had plenty of during the trial when everyone else's attentions were focused on Solomon and Yan Wong's riveting performance on the courtroom floor and during the half-hour recess.

"I will be judging your words carefully and personally with the full weight of my power. Should you utter a single lie within your confession that contradicts all facts established in this case, your life will be forfeit. Do you understand?"

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>>5205441
Lisa quivered under the weight of the threat, overawed at the gap and scale and of Sathriel's mastery over the power of skintalking. Nevertheless, she forged ahead with her decision. A silent small nod from Lisa was all Sathriel needed to see.

"Let us hear both of your confessions then."

What came next was a long and emotionally charged tale. A tale of a child who grew up in an estranged household living in quiet fear of a strained family. A girl whose family was forcibly separated by the law when the divorce lawsuit came in. A girl who woke up in the Crucible as a skintalker wandering until she encountered officer Grizzie who took her in Wishbone village where they spent their coming months growing close as a makeshift family, carving out their own slice of haven. Until one day Lisa heard through the whispers of the Fleshscape of her mother's existence. Susan Loupe, Wolf of the Wastes, a merciless woman and the leader of a small warband. Grizzie ever the reasonable and kind-natured woman went against Lisa's warning to not meet her in hopes that the two could reach a negotiated truce given Lisa's status as Susan's biological daughter. A meeting that turned horribly south that resulted in a fight that would have killed Grizzie were it not for Lisa's intervention in a desperate attempt to stem her mother's wrath with a lie fabricated by her own lips, a claim that Wishbone is more useful alive than ruined. A bribe in exchange for survival, paying her mother a tithe in order to stay her hand and leave Wishbone Village alone. With the deal struck and in the face of the dreadful tax imposed on Wishbone Village, another lie was created by Lisa's lips, with Grizzie's complicity to complete the ruse this time to fool the village. Thus began the extortion racket that slowly sapped Wishbone Village of its food and wealth as each time Susan would demand more and more to feed the warband that followed her, forcing the Lisa Loupe and Grizzie Baerns to make bolder and bolder thefts in order to ready the next payment, further fueling the growing despair and desperation within the two until everything came to a head when Sathriel entered the village, sparking the theft and the trial that exposed their crimes.

When the tale concluded the entire village was silent. Sathriel remained motionless as the weight of judgement hung heavy in the air. Slowly but surely the runic circle and the swirling energy dissolved back into the low ambient environment, but the heavy atmosphere remained, now under the crushing weight of the truth.

"Grimm, Lisa, the court has reached a verdict. The two of you are found guilty of the crimes committed against the village." Sathriel simply stated, letting the sentence fall with a deafening silence in the court.

"How troublesome. To think that a simple trial over theft of stolen property has evolved into a case of Grand Larceny, racketeering, terrorism, extortion, and possible domestic abuse."

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>>5205457
As Sathriel mulled over the details of what is to be the punishment of the two convicts, the village spectators were in the midst of hushed whispers and discussion amongst themselves, many of them seem conflicted in the light of their confession.

"So now what do we do with them?"
"Grizzie's one of our best fighters."
"Well, the two are guilty of their crimes, to it has to warrant a punishment of some sort."
"But we can't just kill the two, otherwise Susan's warband will gonna kill all of us."
"Yeah, but letting the fate of our village and our lives on these two after all they've done for us?"
"And what about what they've done to us?"

"I have decided." Immediately all eyes and ears were focused on Sathriel.

"Grimm, Lisa, for your crimes, the two of you will be sentenced to reveal the truth of your current situation to Susan Loupe, and accept the consequences that come in the wake of the truth."

The sentencing made Lisa freeze up and hug Grizzie tighter. "No!" she squeaked out.

"You just handed a death sentence to not only me and Lisa, but also Wishbone Village!" protested Grizzie.

Sathriel gave a withering glare. "Need I remind you that it was you two who brought the settlement into this predicament in the first place? What did you think would happen if this racket continued? The two of you would have continued your desperate struggles at the detriment of the community until the entire house of cards falls apart. You are Wishbone Village's Chief Officer, a woman respected and responsible for your settlement's security, now own up to that duty!"

With the werebear woman thoroughly cowed, Sathriel turned to address Lisa.

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"Lisa." Sathriel called out, the call startling the sniffling skintalker "Do you or do you not, want your mother to stop hurting you?"

With great difficulty, Lisa gave her answer. "I-...I want my mom to stop hurting me."

"Then the solution to the matter is simple. Tell your mother that you want her to stop."

"But-"

Sathriel slammed the bench with both hands and stood up, silencing Lisa's protests. "Then make her listen to you! Stand up to your mother! Make it clear to her that you meant what you really want! Give meaning to your voice! You of all people know what happens when you keep your silence, and what it means to be a skintalker! As long as you remain silent and indecisive, your mother will keep coming back and demand more for her warband. And she will not stop until you do something about that convinces her to stop, even if it means fighting her."

"No!" Lisa cried. "She's my mom! I can't fight at her if-!"

"Then join your mother and betray Wishbone Village."

The verbalization of the terrible alternative drove Lisa to tears. "But then Grizzie...Wishbone..."

Sathriel sighed. "You have the time between now and your next meeting with your Mother to sort out your true feelings and wishes."

"How long do we have?" asked a member of the gallery. "Before Ms. Loupe arrives in force?"

Sathriel closed her eyes and consulted the environment. Written characters of gold burned the answer into her mind.

"Three hours." she announced, drawing another wave of murmurs from the village. The Arbiter solemnly turned towards Grizzie Baerns and Lisa Loupe.

"Use that time wisely."

With a final bang of the gavel to announce the adjournment of the trial Sathriel left the court, leaving behind a silent gallery of villagers to fully digest the verdict and her enforcers to watch over Lisa and Ms. Baerns.

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>>5205483
Sathriel sat on the same bench she was using when she first arrived to Wishbone Village. Within an hour of the case's conclusion, the village held a meeting and by unanimous vote lifted the restriction on skintalker abilities from the village.

And yet in an ironic twist, Sathriel still hated it.

She hated being a skintalker at times. It wasn't the secret whispers in her ears nor the runic texts floating in her vision unnoticed by the others that bothered her. It wasn't the hidden thoughts that lie unspoken from the lips of others regurgitated by the fleshscape that bothered her. It was the meaning of those messages that got under her skin, despite months of exposure.

Corrupt. Betrayer. Criminal Scum. Undeserving of mercy...All this and more as the village residents now gave the two convicts a wider berth than when she first entered. It was a reminder to the Obsidian Arbiter about an undeniable facet of reality: Court cases are seldom clean in this era.

[Your Honor? Is everything alright?] asked Solomon over the neuromantic channel. [You look rather...glum.]

[We held court, rendered our verdict, but...it feels so unsatisfactory. Did we do something wrong in this case?]

There was a long pause before either of her bodyguards responded through the call. And when Solomon replied, he used a term rarely addressed directly to Sathriel.

[Mother, if I may speak for myself and brother Yan... We believe it would be best to let them be the judge of their crimes.]

[You've delivered your verdict Mother, it would be fair if they allowed to give theirs in their own minds.] added Yan Wong.

[And if they're guilty?] asked Sathriel.

The two brothers were silent as they considered their next words. [Then we can only hope for the residents to forgive the two should they survive the encounter with Mrs. Loupe.] said Solomon.

[How are they?] asked Sathriel.

[They are cooperative if anything.] reported Yan Wong. "The weight of the sentence seems to have settled in.]

[And what about Lisa Loupe?]

Solomon glanced over at the aforementioned girl who was trying her hardest not to directly stare at the Arbiter. [About that...She and officer Baerns wish to talk to you before Susan Loupe arrives.]

Sathriel pulled her feathered cloak closer together, staring at the translucent Crucible sunrise. Even without a Phantasmal Conduit field, she could sense the nervousness in the air. She couldn't blame them for their anxiety and the forecasted arrival of Susan's Warband. And yet Lisa still doesn't get it. Sathriel frowned.

[Fine.] she answered. [They shall have their 'talk'.]

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>>5205497
The two convicts were soon brought to the arbiter under the escort, and no sooner when Sathriel bade them to talk, Lisa immediately spoke up, her voice signaling desperation.

"Is there really no other way?" asked Lisa.

"Once I hand down a verdict and a sentence. I will not take it back. I stand by what I said back in court." Sathriel stated firmly.

"But-"

"Would you rather I execute you here and now and leave the village to the approaching wolves at the door?" snapped Sathriel, standing up from her seat drawing stares from the residents. Her scowl and black feather lined cowl giving an overbearing presence that silenced the skintalker and prompted the ursine woman to put a protective arm in front of Lisa.

Sathriel sat back down and continued speaking, unwilling to soften her hard edge. "Let me make this clear. By giving you this punishment to face the actions of your consequences with the task of stopping your mother, I am giving you a chance to clear your name in the eyes of your beloved settlement. This is the lightest sentence I can give. One that gives you a chance to live in the end. The other alternatives are simply too harsh." Sathriel sat back down. "Be grateful that you still live. This is one of the cleaner cases I've taken on."

This time Officer Baerns spoke up. "And how many of those trials you've held were messier than ours?"

"Too many." answered the Arbiter, Officer Baerns gave a shudder.

"I've presided over many messy trials, gotten involved in cases that were sometimes beyond my ken in my single-minded pursuit of justice and fairness. Often times, fights and hunger meltdowns would break out during trial. I've paid the price for both my own restraint and impulsive acts of vigilantism. Made many painful verdicts and delivered sentences that still haunt me to this day. I have learned much from my mistakes since. The most important being that when I make a verdict or a decision, I must stand by them regardless. There are no take backs. There is no way to turn back time. All I can do is to do my best to deliver a fair verdict, speak the truth, and stand by my decisions. No matter how painful the consequences are."

Lisa for her part had an expression of dawning understanding as she looked at the Arbiter "Is this what you meant by making your voice meaningful?" she asked. "If I had spoken up earlier...talked to Millie and everyone about my mom...talked to my mom differently...all of this could've been avoided?"

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>>5205501
"Had you told the truth from the start, most of the pain could have been avoided or lessened to a greater degree, but not all. But Your actions have consequences. Your lies have consequences when their falsehoods have been revealed. But now you've backed yourself into a corner by your own hand. So either you can stay silent, step aside and live with the guilt that follows after your mother ransacks this settlement, or you could speak up and fight your mother for what you personally believe in. That is what I meant when I told you about about giving meaning behind your voice. The Crucible would not have given you that power of skintalking otherwise."

There was a pause as Lisa fully digested the lesson before she finally spoke up. "Miss Sath, can you do something for me? If I'm can't stop my mom...Then please. Stop my mom from eating Wishbone. Stop her from doing things she'll regret."

"I cannot stop your mother personally." replied the Arbiter to the girl's dismay. "Only you can do that. That is your task. As for the warband that follows her? We shall see."

"Leave, your remaining time is best spent preparing for the confrontation with your mother. I have no doubt it will be messy."

With a silent command, Solomon and Yan Wong escorted the two away from the Arbiter, and soon after the convict's departure another visitor came along to replace the vaccancy by sitting down on the bench next to the ruffled judge.

"Morning Sath."

"Morning Mayor."

"Are you here to plead on their behalf?"

"It's not that." replied Millie, "Everyone more or less agreed to the verdict and your decision for their sentence. It was that I was more surprised that it was more...lenient? Usually what I've heard about your cases is that those whom you've convicted as guilty are immediately sentenced to execution."

Sathriel was silent as she digested the mayor's commentary before taking a few moments to give her response.

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>>5205513
"There's a certain beauty in telling a lie. A lie is nothing more than mere nothingness. A sweet void that holds no value and gives no meaning save for the belief its given, suspending the heavy truth in the air by pure faith."

"But you, I, and everyone in this world know that the universe has a way of correcting 'lies'. The longer a 'lie' is left alive, the greater the weight of the crushing reality when that lie collapses. Of course, the liar can delay the truth's inevitability by creating more lies to keep the truth at bay, but they can only do so much before that faith is shattered."

Sathriel turned to look at the officer Grizzie and Lisa. The former was currently busy turning herself into what passes as riot police, armed with all manners of combat relics while under Yan Wong's supervision while the latter fidgeted with the silencing collar on her neck.

"In a way, I am giving them a more lenient sentence by having them the truth of the matter to their debtor, which is substantially lighter than immediate execution. But the downside is...they will be subjected to the tender mercies of the warband's judgment, not mine."

"It is only fair that they serve a punishment befitting of the crime. But..."

Silence.

"You're worried about Lisa." said Millie.

Sathriel winced at the statement but didn't deny it. "I suppose it's an old bad habit of mine, back when I was an attorney. It's bad practice to get too attached to a client. You put yourself at risk of compromising your judgment."

"I'm sorry it had to come to this."

"No need to apologize, Judge Sathriel. You were simply trying to do your job."

Silence reigned once more albeit briefly before Millie spoke up.

"Thank you. For solving the case."

Sathriel shook her head. "Case isn't done yet. There's one last thing to do."

"One last thing?" echoed the Mayor.

As if on cue, a far-reaching howl was heard in the distance, drawing the attention of many of the residents. Sathriel slowly stood up. Obsidian chips of bone began to crawl out of her skin and clothes followed by Golden runes inscribing themselves shortly thereafter as the Arbiter prepared her arms and armor.

"Executing the sentence."

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>>5205520
Lisa and Grizzie walked out from the village gates under escort by Sathriel, Yan Wong, and Solomon. The latter three of the group were rendered invisible under the effects of a concealment spell courtesy of the Arbiter's runes.

It didn't take long for Sathriel to notice and locate Susan's warband, who encamped themselves upon the peak of the nearest hill of fat overlooking the village.

A group of daughters 25-strong, all dressed in thuggish outfits, and sporting equally thuggish faces and expressions of hunger and bloodlust. Fibromancers, Humoral Paladins, Calcite Armorers, Gluttons, and the odd press-ganged neuromancer. A sizable force for a warband with fighters of middling to low individual strength, and yet they barely hold a candle to the lady of war that leads them.

Susan Loupe stood a good head and a half above the rest the crowd, and half-a head taller that Sathriel herself. Black fur topped by waist-long brown hair, lycanthropian build. She wore a thuggish outfit for a woman, and yet there was an undeniable hint of upper class culture. The gold rings adorning her fingers and ears along with the ornately carved tobacco pipe held between her teeth serving as the signs of her sophisitication.

A text-book definition of tall, dark and powerful. A defining image of strength and elegance in a world of Biopunk and Cannibalism, and yet Sathriel couldn't help but be mildly irritated at the height difference.

That image immediately went to mush in Lisa's presence as the Wolf of the Wastes wasted no time in scooping her daughter up into a hug that Lisa struggled and squirmed to break out of to no avail before reluctantly going limp in submission.

"Hi Lisa! How are you doing baby girl?"

"I'm fine, mom..."

"Do you have the goods ready?"

Lisa didn't answer. Susan noticed the non-answer and set her daughter down with concern.

"What's wrong? Where is the food you promised?"

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>>5205531
At this Officer Baerns stepped forward, prompting a scowl from Susan as the officer spoke. "Mrs. Loupe. What you see here is exactly what it is. The village caught wind of your racket and they have collectively decided to refuse payment."

"Mom, it's true." Lisa added.

Susan gave a small huff of disappointment. "Well then, we'll just have to go and make some food for ourselves then."

"Mom, no!"

Susan looked down at her daughter. "Lisa, baby...I'm sorry but you know we can't do that. We live in a dangerous world now. Someone's gotta die if we're to stay alive and stay fed. It's simply the truth of the world now."

Seeing her daughter's dejection, Susan sighed. "Sweetie, tell you what. I'll let you and the village off the hook if you choose someone from the village to be sacrificed."

"No. No more of this."

"It's just one person."

"No!"

"Look, we could settle this peacefully, and hand over the goods, or mommy will have her friends-"

Susan's dialogue was suddenly interrupted by Grizzie's sudden charge who swung her riot shield at Susan's face, forcing the Wolf the sidestep the shieldbash. This however was planned by the Police officer as the maneuver repositioned and reoriented Susan to be affected by the next part, which came in two explosions. One of noxious smoke and the other a blinding flash and sound that engulfed Susan and her warband. It was through both planning and luck that Sathriel was spared from the worst of the Ursine officer's flashbang smoke combo as the Arbiter had positioned herself directly behind Lisa, who herself was shielded by Officer Grizzie's positioning and bulk as the now transformed Armored-Riot-Police-bear-woman exploited the opportunity to tear into Susan with a furious combination of swipes, bites, bashes, and relic effects.

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"Grizzie! Stop!" shouted Lisa, alarmed at the sudden escalation.

"I can't, Lisa." replied Officer Baerns "This is the only way. Either she's takes the fight and accept the challenge or-"

Grizzie was forced to shut up as she parried the first oncoming blow with the riot shield and batted away the second lunging claw attack with her other hand as Susan returned the offensive and regained the advantage despite the debilitating flashbang combo, heralding a brutal brawl between the two.

Sathriel had to admit that she was quite impressed by Ms. Baerns' combat prowess. It was easy to see why she was given the role of the Village Chief officer.

But even then Sathriel could clearly see why Grizzie had to accept the extortion racket. She had combat experience and to hold her ground in a fight and was armed with an assortment of combat relics to close the power gap, but at the same time it was clear that Susan still held the upper-hand.

Even if the bear-woman could manage to claim victory by the skin of her teeth, the village would still fall prey by the ravenous warband that stood by. Sathriel couldn't help but bristle at the sight as she watched.

This was not fair. The scales in Sathriel's mind began to tip to an unfavorable state as her heart began to cry at the injustice.

The urge to interfere bubbled up within Sathriel. It was clear that Susan's sins put her beyond the pale of a trial. She must be involved-No. She has to stay where she is. She has to remain neutral. She has to remain impartial. To interfere would mean to upset the balance of justice and ruin the sentence. Officer Grizzie was on the verge of revealing new information that may affect the outcome of the case. And yet... the consequences brought on by remaining impartial would be intolerable.

As Sathriel quietly wrestled with her internal corruption, the battle between the Wolf of the Wastes and the Officer of Wishbone reached a turning point.

The smoke and flashbang combo initiated by officer Grizzie had worn off on the warband who were now watching the fight with anticipation of the inevitable victory. For all her efforts, initial advantage, and sparing no missed opportunity to deal as much damage as she could, Grizzie Baerns appeared to be holding on and only remained upright by the relics and armor supporting her body while the Wolf of the Wastes looked composed as if the battle damage was simply cosmetic.

"Give up, officer Baerns." Susan stated plainly "You're outgunned, out-manned, and outclassed. You know it, I know it, everyone knows it. If you know what's good for you and your village, you will yield and fork over what food there is left stored in your village."

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>>5205585
Officer Baerns said nothing as she appeared to be deep in consideration on choosing her next set of words, sparing a look at Lisa who watched quietly before turning back to stare down the Wolfwoman.

"You know...I've always wondered. I had Lisa dig up reports about your activities with her abilities, and there was something about your M.O. that kept bothering me."

Grizzie lunged forward on the offensive ready to re-engage. She was beaten back down. But Baerns kept talking.

"You're the Wolf of the Wastes. A one-woman army who showed no mercy, a warlord who led a gang through sheer force of will and strength. An utter alpha bitch of a woman in terms of personality, capable of sniffing out lies and throttling neuromancers by the nerves the moment they start spouting BS."

The Bear-woman resumed another attempt at an offensive. Susan retaliated twice as hard, resulting in the Officer's relic load out inoperable.

"When I heard you were coming, I expected you to simply pillage Wishbone and take Lisa away without a care. I expected you to call Lisa out on her desperate lies to spare Wishbone. This village had resources yeah, but it wasn't even remotely wealthy enough when Lisa lied about it."

Another attempt. Susan punished Grizzie with the loss of her right arm. But Grizzie kept talking.

"If you were truly that utter alpha bitch of a woman, then why am I still alive? Why hadn't you order your crew to burn down wishbone despite the fact that our tithes were repeatedly not enough to satisfy you or your crew?"

The statement caused ripples of discussion among Susan's warband, prompting Susan to scowl deeply and Grizzie to smile smugly at having hit a mark.

"Now I know." said the Officer. "You went along with your daughter's lies and made lies of your own and fed them to your crew. You, me, Lisa, we played everyone for-"

Whatever Officer Baerns had to say was mercilessly silenced by Susan tearing out Grizzie's throat with one arm and the other punching through her stomach and ripping out her heart. Slowly and ponderously like a collapsing tower, Officer Grizzie turned to look at Lisa in the eyes, her eyes full of emotion, her lips conveying a message only the skintalker could hear, the final piece of evidence the officer uncovered on death's door. Whatever Officer Grizzie said through silent lips and a ruined throat, only it was significant enough that Lisa's changed to an unreadable expression. Then, the officer of Wishbone fell dead to the ground with a crash.

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Susan wasted no time to celebrate her victory with a triumphant howl, before taking two steps towards the general direction of Wishbone village to deliver what was to be her ultimatum.

"Your strongest member of your village has fallen! Because of her noble sacrifice she has-"

"Hey! What are you doing, you little shit!?"

Turning towards the source of the sudden commotion among her crowd, Susan could only stare in shock at the scene as her daughter devoured the biomass of the late officer at speeds that would put a glutton to shame, the wholesale absorption forcing Lisa's body to convulse and evolve. Bones lengthened, hair grew, muscle mass bulked up and slimmed down simultaneously. Lisa's body matured and grew until her appearance finally settled down to an age bracket equivalent to that of a teenager, her body adopting mutations that were iconic to the late Officer Baerns.

"Lisa. What is the meaning of this?" asked Susan, horror and anger tinging her voice in equal parts.

Lisa didn't answer, instead she went to pick up the Officer hat left behind and placed it upon her crown before positioning herself to be between the warband and the village.

"If you really want to keep your gang of bullies fed by killing the people in wishbone, you're gonna have to go through me." Lisa declared through silent tears and a deepened voice box.

"Stand down, Lisa."

"Stand down."

"Do you hear me Lisa? Stand. Down."

"No." And with that answer, Lisa charged.

The fight between parent and child wasn't a fair one. For every fist, claw, paw, and kick thrown by Lisa, her mother would return with two with twice the force. Every attempted spell and vocal outburst of defiance would be interrupted by her mother. Throughout the battle, Lisa spent the much of the time getting batted around and knocked down rather than standing up. And yet, despite the apparent one-sided battle, Sathriel could sense a shifting of the tides between the two as she quietly observed under the veil of invisibility.

Susan...was losing. Not a physical battle, but a moral one. She was holding back. More over, the longer the fight went on, the more hesitant Susan became, the less force she put into her strikes, and the more proficient Lisa became in close quarters combat.

"Why are you doing this!?" Susan wailed through her fury "You could've gone with me instead of staying here...You could've been safe with me. Everything I did, all the military power that I rounded up was to keep you safe...Why are you doing this?"

"ANSWER ME LISA!"

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>>5205596
A particularly devastating kick sent Lisa tumbling several meters along the ground before coming to a stop. As Lisa struggled to rise, she coughed and wheezed as blood flowed from her lips. A terrible sign of internal organ damage, punctured lungs, and a shattered ribcage.

"Don't make me do this, Baby girl. Don't do this to me. Don't make me kill you." Susan quietly begged, tears streaking down her face. "Please. Just stay down. No more of this."

Lisa continued her now herculean struggle on the most basic of tasks to stand up, seconds seemed to turn into minutes before she finally answered her mother.

"When I got caught by the village for stealing all the things for you, someone told me lies make your voice meaningless. Only truth gives meaning. I care about Wishbone village. But I had to lie to the people I care about in order to keep them safe."

To Susan's quiet despair, Lisa slowly shifted her body and assumed a combat stance.

"That's why...I want to stop this. I want to protect Wishbone. I want to stand by my wish even if I have to fight you to stop you from doing bad things...even if I have to-"

Susan let out a scream of horror. Sathriel's heart twinged in sympathy.

And yet despite the pain Lisa remained silent as she looked at the Dainsleif that protruded from her chest as the rest of the crowd turned to look at the one member of Susan's warband who couldn't take the drama and acted to end the fight pragmatically.

The commotion among the crowd fell deaf on Susan's ears as maternal instincts drove the Wolf of the Wastes to tend to her daughter, scooping up the barely cognizant skintalker into her arms and removing the heavy weapon in a panic, desperately feeding biomass into her daughter before carrying her to a nearby protruding headstone of bone to lay her down. Seconds crawled like minutes as the Wolf of the Wastes fretted over the life-threatening condition of her daughter before finally...sighing in relief as Lisa's dying body stabilized.

That relief quickly turned into anger as Susan rose and stomped towards her warband, whose members quickly gave a wide berth to single out the lone Calcite armorer who crossed the red line.

"What?"

Susan grabbed the offender by the throat and snapped daughter's spine over the knee, then ripping away the lower half of her body with brute strength before viciously choke slamming her to the ground.

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>>5205601
"What the hell were you thinking, Pike!?" roared Susan.

"I was trying to help!" That statement earned Pike a second more vicious chokeslam.

"By putting a Dainsleif through her stomach!?"

"But she's not dead-dead! Only mostly dead! And now you won't have to fret over having to fight her!"

That statement earned Pike a vicious thrashing as Susan slammed the girl in metronomic man-mashing. But despite the abuse, coughing and choking under the crushing grip, Pike kept talking.

"Look, I know you want to save your daughter and keep her safe from this entire fucking apocalypse, and we're all for it. But this IS the Apocalypse, where the strong survive and the weak are devoured. And we are STARVING. And right now because you're faced a freaking tolley problem and can't bring it to yourself to kill your daughter, that means we have to go for the alternative."

Susan stopped cold and stared at Pike as the gears began to turn in her lupine head. The Wolf of the Wastes, looked at her daughter's unconscious form, then at the village, weighing the risks of which of the two choices were deemed the lesser evil.

"When she wakes up, we'll take the blame for all this." promised Pike.

"Fine." Susan released the hold and rose to look at the village of Wishbone. Her voice was bitter with guilt and regret.

"Do whatever you girls feel like. Ransack the village, refuse, I don't care. But you Pike? You will not receive your share from this raid. Got it!?"

Pike quietly nodded. "Loud and clear, boss."

One of the more bloodthirsty girls among the warband was more enthusiastic, "Alright girls," she declared "Suzies given us the go ahead! Lets go have some fun!"

"I think not."

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>>5205604
Immediately questions where thrown about among the warband asking and demanding the source of the new interruption.

Then, there was a sound of a finger snap.

A great pall of energy suddenly bore down on them, the warband found themselves sapped of strength and vitality. Nerves lit up in frenzied pain, Muscles atrophied and degenerated, Bones spontaneously became poreous, the very membranes of their cells screamed in agony as they struggle to maintain coherence.

With steps of deliberately echoing clacks against tiled calcite, Sathriel made her entrance as the spell that hid her and her runic field of bone obelisks revealed themselves in full. A pair of bone monoliths burst out from the ground flanking the Arbiter, from which Solomon and Yan Wang emerged out of its black facade, their claws flexing at the ready, engraved eldritch runes lighting up in a mesmerizing pattern along their augmented limbs.

"Injustice has been left unanswered. In the name of the great equalizer, I move to tip the scales." Sathriel spoke.

>AN: cue music https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5vIMkTjieiE

"Boys! Commence Execution!"

Almost immediately after Sathriel's proclamation the Arbiter's enforcers were upon the members of Susan's Warband before any of them could react, seemingly to unable to properly respond under the overwhelming initiative of the Arbiter's Clawed enforcers as Solomon and Yan Wang would carry and shred their unfortunate victims through a dizzying array of other monoliths before finally being crucifying them as amputees, incapacitated by glowing scripts running along their bodies like chains upon the obsidian monoliths throughout the field. Each incapacitating crucifixion seemingly served to accelerate the speed and brutality of the two enforcers.

Meanwhile Susan engaged a desperate offense against Sathriel as she Dodged, weaved, dived, and ducked through a storm of gold rune-engraved pillars of many shapes and sizes in order to blitz the Arbiter with such speed and ferocity that Sathriel could do naught else but deflect oncoming hits and glancing blows.

"WHO SAID YOU COULD INTERFERE?"

"Since when wasn't I involved in this case?" countered Sathriel who smiled gleefully despite being on the back foot. "Surrender. You have already lost."

Sathriel's verbal blow baited the Lycanthrope into a wild unfocused offensive, pinning the Arbiter against a monolith with one hand, the other clawing away with blistering fury. Sathriel's reaction to her offensive push however gave her pause and raised her hackles. Sathriel's wide smile grew even wider as the Arbiter seemingly melted back into the monolith, pulling Susan with her until the wolf-woman's arm was stuck within the blackened bone up to the elbow. The Monolith's surface shifted, the engraved runes rearranged themselves to form an array of circles and lines that briefly distracted Susan, her Lupine eyes widening in recognition and horror.

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>>5205609
Arcane energy surged through Susan, illiciting a howl of pain as the runes began to 'crawl' up Susan's encased arm, etching themselves onto her skin in scarlet blood inch by inch...

-and suddenly the pain was cut off along with the limb, this time the pain was self-inflicted as part of Susan's desperate tactic to escape the entombment while Sathriel exited the monolith as if she was never harmed in the first place.

"Suzie! Help!" A call came from one of the few bandits yet to be crucified, having narrowly managed to avoid that fate with fast thinking by toppling some of the monoliths on the field to pin Sathriel's enforcers under them. One of the monoliths threatened to topple onto Lisa's incapacitated form. With a gesture of her hand, and a command unspoken, the monolith ever so slightly shifted its falling angle as Sathriel turned to save Lisa from doom. The move was enough to distract Sathriel for a moment, but a moment was all Susan needed to send the Arbiter flying with her other fist into the path of the falling hazard, seemingly crushing the Arbiter under the broken non-functional monolith.

The battlefield soon echoed into silence as the fight seemingly concluded with the Arbiter's apparent demise. Susan waited, and waited, and waited, their eyes shifting between the pillars that crushed the Arbiter and her enforcers and Lisa's unconscious body seemingly unharmed by the chaos of the battle.

Finally, she relaxes with a sigh of relief before regrouping with what remained of her uncrucified crew.

"Nikki, Mary, how are you holding up?"

"We're fine."

"What do we do now?" Nikki asked, her eyes gazing at the crucified members of their warband in horror.

"Might I suggest something?" said Sathriel stepping out of the vantablack monolith from behind the three to their surprise and shock. "Give up."

As one, Susan and her sisterhood pounced towards Sathriel, intent on taking advantage of the Arbiter's apparent arrogance in leaving herself open within arm's reach.

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>>5205619
That behavior was exactly what Sathriel was counting on. From Sathriel's Calcite-lined cloak that flashed runes of Eldritch Gold, Solomon and Yan Wong leapt out and counterattacked, spiriting Nikki and Mary away for crucification, leaving Susan's attack unanswered as her remaining arm reached for Sathriel's head...

And was intercepted by her own arm, now augmented by the very same runic tattoos that had engraved themselves into her flesh earlier when Sathriel threatened to encase Susan in a tomb of bone, the very same arm which was now worn by the Obsidian Arbiter, who quickly shifted her body and turned the intercept into an arm-lock. It was at that very moment Susan realized the terrible danger she had foolishly run headlong into.

"Cast in the name of the Great Equalizer."

Time itself seemed to slow in response to the Arbiter's gesture as Sathriel gleefully raised her other "human" arm out from the cloak and raised it high in the air. All at once the vantablack pillars of bone that dotted the battlefield became aglow with golden scripts, the symbols lifting themselves off the structures and into the air to stream into Sathriel's open palm. Exponentially, the air shifted and grew thick with the tinge of ozone and power as the runes compressed and condensed themselves into a golden singularity of energy within Sathriel's open hand. Then that hand clenched into a fist, trapping the golden power between her fingers.

"Ye. Guilty."

Then that fist met Susan's face.
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The first sensation that came to Susan's mind was pain. Her body was super saturated with pain. Even worse, she couldn't feel her limbs nor could she comfortably breathe as her body felt forcibly pinned to the surface she was apparently laying upon. However, her ears, nose, mouth, and eyes were still functional. Is it a blessing? Or a curse?

"You're finally awake." said Sathriel. The Arbiter was looking into the distant village, seated on a slab of bone next to the bed-ridden Wolf-woman in a manner not dissimilar to a doctor consulting a patient.

"The hell happened?" asked Susan looking around "Am I dead?"

"No, you aren't." said Sathriel as a matter of fact. "You are simply...mostly dead."

"What the hell did you do?" asked Susan. "One moment me and the girls were on you, but then how-"

"Skintalking."

"Skintalking?" choked Susan despite the immense pain as her body convulsed and seized under the many scriptures of eldritch runes carved into her flesh keeping her down. "You never even screamed a single syllable of that crazy alien gibberish!"

"Skintalking doesn't have to be spoken aloud in order to be cast."

The effect of the statement was profound to stun Susan into silence. Sathriel took it as her cue to continue speaking.

"The way I see it, skintalking is simply a fancy language capable of telling a convincing lie to the universe. Like any language, if it has a syntax and a set of characters, it can be decoded and transcribed. And like any good court of law, its prudent to have a 'record' on hand to show to the world as 'evidence' that the 'lie' is in fact a 'truth'."

"I lost, didn't I?" asked Susan, the reality of the situation finally dawning upon her as she looked back into her memories of the fight. "No...I didn't just lose, I never had a chance to begin with. Those monoliths were already there from the start."

"Mm-hmm."

"And the others?"

"Many of them succumbed to the hunger shortly I had incapacitated you, so I had to give them a merciful execution. It's rather poetic in a way. All that remains is you."

Sathriel turned in her seat to face Susan. "There is however, something in this case that remains unanswered. Namely, motive. Yours to be precise. And I would like to hear your testimony."

"And what difference would me talking have? Huh?"

"It matters very much to me. One way or another, I will have your statement regardless. So we can make this easy and have you give a private confession..."

The Arbiter leaned forward, and smiled a dark smile that made what's left of Susan's hackles rise.

"Or we can go the painful way, whereupon which I consult the world for all of your dirty secrets and have it broadcasted throughout the world."

Thus began the testimony of Susan Loupe.

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>>5206372
"I woke up a few months after the Crucible's start. Alone. Did what many others would do in that situation with a black hole for a stomach and a commandment from that God-bitch above. Fight, kill, pillage, consume, rinse, repeat. Made a name for myself. Got real good at fighting. Enough that hanger-ons started to follow me. I let them because they were useful."

"When I first heard about that little hamlet, I already had a plan in mind to tear the place down. Grizzie was armed and ready to fight despite asking for negotiations. Didn't care."

"And the extortion racket?" asked Sathriel.

"I went along with it. It was nice and convenient. Having a village supply me and the band a stable source of food and income."

"And you never recognized Lisa the entire time?"

"How was I supposed to know!? You fight and kill so many girls for a long time, they all start blending together, sometimes literally! Especially the changeling bitches and those nerve witches who can fuck with your brain directly!" Susan howled, raising her head an inch against arcane restraints with what's left of her strength before lying back.

"I eventually recognized Lisa after repeated visits, but by the time I did I was in too deep. Killed too many girls, some of them were Lisa's age. I thought as long as Lisa would stay in that place and provided a steady source of income in this wasteland, everything would be alright."

Susan gave a grim chortle "So much for that."

"And where does Lisa fit into all of this?"

"Lisa? For months I thought her dead. As long as Lisa never got involved, I would be fine with tearing a warpath to the Cord. I convinced myself it wouldn't matter if I bloodied my hands with half world's blood, as long as she was safe and didn't have to enter the world of violence and cannibalism I would have a peace of mind."

"You know...during my early days, I heard rumors of this crazy Vitruvian on the opposite side of the world. A woman who relished in cruelty, murder, and karmic punishments. All the informants that I've pestered gave me little info but all of them agreed on her title: Smiling Nemesis. But then one day, about a year after the Crucible's start, those rumors of Smiling Nemesis vanished into thin air. I've always wondered about what happened to that alpha bitch."

"Now I know."

"You're not the Obsidian Arbiter. You're not even a saint. You're scum. A criminal playing a kangaroo court as a hanging judge. The lowliest criminal of all. You're the Smiling Nemesis."

At this Sathriel frowned, but made no motion to deny the accusation. Seeing the expression on the Arbiter's face prompted Susan to continue her gloating.

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>>5206375
"You'll get what's coming for you, one way or another. We'll all deserve what's owed. At the end of the day, you're just like me. Just another bloodthirsty unfettered attention whore who knows that she's forever damned to live in this hell and there's nothing else to do but to fight and kill and murder and fuck and murderfuck anything and everything for the sake of power. Because that's what that God-bitch up there wants us to do for her."
"And honestly? I can't wait for the day the Defiant comes for your head when you inevitably journey to the Cord."

"So go on, kill me. Carry out your damn execution and be done with it. You Corrupt Power-hungry-whore-of-a-Vitruvian-Chink."

For a moment Sathriel seemed to waver at the insult. But what happened next wasn't a flash of wroth, what happened next was a series of small rhythmic wheezes that turned into chuckles, it then evolved into laughter that crescendos into full-throated cackling, finally reaching its apex as a howl devoid of mirth.

"Me? Ascend the Cord? As if! Why would I ascend the Cord when the world itself hasn't even considered the mere thought to weigh its own sins? Why would I deliver an early verdict when there are still so many cases left unresolved?"

Sathriel's cackles died down and silence reigned once more. Sathriel smiled in a twisted way that confirmed the Wolf's accusations.

"You're right. I am lowly scum. I've done the same things you and yours did back then. Pillage, fight, kill, consume, cultivate, rinse, and repeat. From the moment the first drop of blood was spilled to the singular moment of stillness when a dying human makes their last pitiful expression, I enjoyed it. Every. Single. Second. And I still enjoy it to this day when I step into the executioner's role."

The frown returned on the Arbiter's face as the emotional highs of bloody memories faded.

"But here's the thing. I WAS the Smiling Nemesis. But now, I am the Obsidian Arbiter. And as cathartic as it was to inflict carnage and revel in karmic punishment, it never sat right with me. Never felt right. Why would I kill without reason? Why would I accumulate this much power without purpose?"

"Power doesn't always corrupt. Power always reveals. When you have enough power to do what you always wanted to do, then you see what that person always wanted to do. Power without restraint is just a mindless force without direction, no lesser than a rabid animal lashing out at anything and everything at the slightest provocation. But Power with Restraint? A focus? A direction? A goal?"

The scales tipped once more as Sathriel smiled her unnerving smile again.

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>>5206385
"To me there is nothing more satisfying than to see the moment the metaphorical scales of JUSTICE begin to 'tip'. When the mountain karma built by a lifetime of murder and sins reaches critical mass to set off that avalanche of retribution. When I finally get to play the merciless Executioner after paying my obligations as the fair judge and impartial jury. This is why you find me wandering the wastes playing Judge Dredd instead of playing Battle Royale like many others. I play the long game. I will bide my time and wait until the final case is closed, then I will gather all evidence and enact my judgement on the world."

"As for the Defiant, I'm happy for her existence. In fact, I am envious of her ability to stay true to her principles and keep herself fairly clean of sin. She's a miracle in this world. A true innocent soul in a world of the damned. And by that reasoning, the Defiant will have no motive to quarrel with me if I stand aside and let her pass. What I do plan on however is to visit her in-person and test her principles at least once before I step aside."

"But then again, despite the Defiant's well-intentions and humble goal, there's always a catch. If or when the Defiant falls, I intend to be there to deliver my verdict. It's a simply a matter of waiting to be in the right place at the right time, to see that scale of TRUE JUSTICE begin to tip out of alignment for the Defiant."

Sathriel's smile faded...but just so as her sense of professional restraint rose up again to balance her humor with a wistful sigh.

"It will be interesting to see what happens then. And if she does somehow make it to the top? Well, lets just say, she will need people like me in the aftermath. There will be scum who would rather go along with the Defiant while nursing festering crimes in the dark. There will be scum who will take advantage of the world of opportunity that follows in her wake. There will be surviving scum so spiteful who will do anything to taint and corrupt the garden of eden the Defiant so wishes to cultivate for those she wants to benefit. And so she will need people like me. Scum like me, who work in the dark and dirty their hands so the other innocents can be kept clean."

"Then why am I still alive?" Susan asked painfully. "Why am I still here? Just to suffer through your goddamn bipolar whimsy?"

"Because I am a fair and merciful judge." answered Sathriel. "I may have declared my verdict on your guilt in the many crimes you and your war band have committed in the past, but your sentence in this current case won't be decided by me."

"Then who?" Susan demanded, straining against the arcane restraints. "The mayor of that hamlet?"

Sathriel raised her hand and snapped her fingers. A small circle of gold runes that had been carved into the fleshy ground coagulated and scabbed over, the fleeting magicks revealing a familiar figure behind the hidden veil.

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Susan's eyes widened in recognition and panic. "Lisa?"

"Your daughter woke up quite some time ago before you did. I had the opportunity to explain the events that happened after her incapacitation."

"No! You can't! She's too young! You can't have her make these kinds of decisions!"

"She was the one who requested a stay in your summary execution and made a personal appeal."

Sathriel took this as her cue to get up. "I'll leave the two of you alone as you requested, Lisa. Let me know when you are ready to deliver your verdict."

With a snap of her fingers and a flare of gold runes about her body, Sathriel vanished from view, leaving Lisa and her Mother alone.

"Lisa, please tell the Judge that-"

"No."

"Lisa, please, Listen to-"

"NO YOU LISTEN!"

"Lisa, you could've-"

"YOU NEVER LISTENED TO ME! YOU ALWAYS KEPT DOING THINGS THAT I DIDN'T WANT YOU TO DO. ALWAYS FORCING THINGS THAT I DIDN'T WANT TO DO. 'THIS IS FOR YOUR OWN GOOD, LISA', NEVER EVEN BOTHERING TO LISTEN TO WHAT I HAVE TO SAY EVEN BEFORE THIS CRUCIBLE!"

A discordant echo reverberated throughout the fleshscape in the midst of Lisa's rant, making Susan's blood run cold.

"Lisa...I-"

"ALL I WANTED WAS TO BE HAPPY WITH YOU AND DAD, BUT YOU AND HIM KEPT ARGUING NO MATTER HOW MUCH I TRIED TO HAVE THE TWO OF YOU MAKE UP FOR IT! I WAS SCARED AND ALONE WHEN I WOKE UP IN THE CRUCIBLE, GRIZZIE WAS THERE FOR ME. SHE HELPED KEEP ME SAFE. SHE HELPED MAKE ME FEEL HAPPY. BUT THEN YOU CAME AND TRIED TO KILLED HER WHEN ALL SHE WANTED WAS TO TALK! AND NOW EVERYTHING LED TO THIS!"

"IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT MOM!"

The discordant echo turned into a high pitched screech as Susan could only look on helplessly as the Hunger began to claim her daughter in front of her eyes.

"No...not now! Not like this!" wailed Susan.

With impeccable timing, Sathriel swiftly reappeared and was by Lisa's side and moved to suppress the Hunger, the neuromancer's relic flaring a bright gold while runic skincrafting skittered across Lisa's body to enforce the spellcaster's will and ward away the ever-present doom of hunger.

Seconds seemed to pass into minutes as the Arbiter worked ceaselessly through a combination of runecrafted skintalking and modular Neuromancy to combat the hunger within Lisa, the runes across both Lisa's and Sathriel's body glowing in ripples until at last, the stress of hunger finally abated with Lisa falling unconscious.

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>>5206401
"That's the second hunger check for her this day." said Sathriel with a tired sigh, looking unexpectedly frazzled as she tenderly stroked Lisa's hair. "Dammit. This was not what I expected nor intended."

Susan for her part looked equal parts confused and relieved. "I don't get it." said the Wolf of the Wastes "You never interfered in my fight with Grizzie and Lisa, but you move to massacre my warband. You executed them with impunity but spare me. You go through all sorts of convoluted lengths just to arrange this, and then you save my daughter. Why?"

Sathriel was quiet as she pondered Susan's question before she gave her answer.

"Justice...TRUE Justice isn't simply about punishing the wicked, it is about addressing the grievances of the innocent and to providing closure to all parties involved by solving the source of the issue that this case originally stemmed from. This case being the estrangement between you and your daughter. Only then do I consider a case truly closed."

Minutes of silence pass. Then Susan spoke up. "Arbiter. Feed my body to Lisa."

The statement made the Arbiter look at the Wolf in genuine surprise as her mind raced to consider the implications of the request. "Are you sure?"

"If there was ever a time for me to make up for my sins, to reconnect with Lisa...and to apologize to her for what I've done...now's the time."

"Lisa's all I have left now. If she goes feral or dies...then all that I've done would have been for nothing."

Susan looked longingly at her daughter's unconscious form. "I haven't eaten in days, sooner or later I'll go feral from the hunger. Even if you do let me live, I'll simply be a source of resentment and contention in that village. My hands are too dirty with blood."

"If I can't keep her safe from the cruelties of this Crucible...if she's forced to fight to survive in this world no matter how much or how hard I try to shield her from it...then at the very least, I want to be with her in spirit. As a Dream Daughter."

"You'll still have a lot to answer for. She may not even accept your presence within her."

"I know. But it's a start of something. A way to reconcile with her."

Having seen that Mrs. Loupe was firm about her choice, Sathriel reluctantly sighed.

"Any last requests?" she asked.

"Just one." answered Susan "Let me hold my daughter's hand."
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The execution of Susan Loupe was swift, clean, and painless as Sathriel was capable of managing. Sathriel watched as Susan silently mouthed her maternal love for her daughter. She watched as Susan Loupe held her daughter's hand in her final moments before she brought down the Executioner's blade on Susan's neck. She watched as Susan willingly let go of all resistance and let death claim her. Sathriel watched as Susan's corpse began to involuntarily shift and morph, biomass relaxing yet contracting simultaneously as it all flowed into Lisa Loupe through the clasped hands of Mother and daughter. She watched as Lisa subconsciously accepted it all, and watched the daughter's growth and evolution as her body matured yet again to take on her mother's traits and endowments. She watched as tears rolled down Lisa's cheeks in response to an event Sathriel knew was happening in the realm of dreams. Only then did Sathriel turn away from the scene and went to find a seat on the hillside. Quietly, Sathriel bade Solomon and Yan Wong to carry Lisa back and deliver the news of the outcome of the events to the village onlookers after having the Neuromancer's Spine stowed away.

Only then when Sathriel was by herself did she let her guard down. Only then did the Obsidian Arbiter allow herself to weep in grief at the tragedy.

True Justice, meted out at the most tragic of prices. A sad reality borne of love. A great tragedy borne of lies.

A tragedy all too common in the harsh world of the Crucible, a terrible and grim reminder of the fragile yet precious value of life that is realized all too late when it is lost.

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"All of the relics stolen by the two have been recovered amidst the corpses of Susan's warband." reported Solomon.

"And what of the biomass harvested from the warband?" asked Sathriel.

"All of them have been salvaged." answered Yan Wong. "All are of the highest quality. The remainder will provide the village with enough to last a week or two, up to a month if they can ration it smartly."

"In addition village has set aside three corpses worth of biomass as reward for your services."

"That's too generous of them." remarked Sathriel "Two is more than enough. Why didn't you haggle down the reward?"

"About that..."

"We did try to haggle down the reward to a more modest amount but..."

A pair of arms wrapped themselves around Sathriel's shoulders and enveloped her into a soft hug.

"The village insisted on the extra." said a new voice.

Sathriel turned to look at the newcomer in the conversation. Having consumed and accepted her Mother, Lisa Loupe looked to be a near-spitting image of her mother with enough minor differences to make a distinction. In addition to a sharp suited attire, the daughter of Susan Loupe was shorter, slimmer, and had a cleaner look than the rough 'n tumble impression her mother had.

"Hello lisa."

"Hey there, Judge Sath."

"Are you well?"

Lisa sighed. "I'm still upset at all of this." she answered honestly. "Mom and Grizzie said they understand why you did what you had to do. They also said that they feel bad for what you had to do. But at the very least I feel like I'm in a better place than before."

"Good." Sathriel got up from her seat upon the hill prompting Lisa to release her hug.

"I believe it's time for me to leave then."

"Already?" said Lisa, surprised at the hastiness. "I thought you would stay for a while longer."

"You should already know how I operate given my reputation." said the Arbiter as she moved to raise another Bone Obelisk from the ground to purpose as transport and storage for the biomass.

"Hey Sath?"

Lisa's callout prompted the Obsidian Arbiter to turn.

"Thank you. Just know that if you ever want a place to rest between cases, Wishbone Village will be happy to provide."

Sathriel didn't reply, but appreciated the gesture with a nod and a soft warm smile.

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.........

"So where to next Mother?" asked Yan Wong.

"A storm is gathering. And the Defiant is in that storm's eye." Sathriel said half-cryptically "I would be remiss if I weren't a witness to it's warpath."

"What if a case shows up before we get there?" asked Solomon.

Sathriel fell quiet as she considered the scenario.

"We'll solve it as we travel along the way. Injustice should never be left unanswered."

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>>5203473

And that about does it. Finally. It's over. I hope the story does the character and the world some JUSTICE in how it's handled. Note, this was the first time I've tried out writing a mystery/detective story too. So lots of firsts here.

Give feedback if you like, or don't.

Thoughts on characters, highlights of the story, criticisms and tips for improvement, and general questions are all welcome here, you can grab my attention by replying to this post. You have until this vein falls off or until the start of the next vein. Although given the closeness of the next vein's approach, I won't mind seeing feedback in the next vein.

And as promised, I'll get everything compiled into a gdoc so it could be stapled onto the fan-works index over the weekend.
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>>5206431
Okay, my thoughts:

I liked Sathriel a lot. You did a good job of painting her personality. Someone motivated by novelty, not out of thrill-seeking so much as a tangible guarantee she's doing something that has an impact. Someone who has a bit of a myopic and self-centered view of the world, not understand why some norms would be held to ("what do you mean, crashing my obelisk into your wall seemed like an attack?") but putting a huge import on her own principles. She's not a bad person, but not exactly a good one either, wanting to do good but in her specific way that can wind up unnerving or even hurting others. It's a very clear picture of her character, I like it.

I did not like her constructs, though, and it's because I didn't feel a clear sense of character. Solomon and Yan Wang were pretty erratic in their characterization. They swung between being Sathriel's minders and being her enabling devotees. In one moment they're helping her express her frustrations in a safe way while explaining her Vitruvian corruption to people who witness it. In another they're shouting in outrage at those who dare to question her JUSTICE. And with such inconsistent characters, their voices blurred together and I often had to re-check to make sure which one was speaking.

The plot was interesting, villain blackmailing her daughter to steal for her. Susan was appropriately evil, but in a plausible way. Abusive parents can really be like that. It makes me wonder if Lisa consuming her was actually for the best. Maybe Susan will get better, the Dreamscape has certainly been a good experience for our Daughters. But maybe she'll just continue to be a source of harm for Lisa. Grizzie, I hope you keep her in line. Still, Lisa confronting her abusive mother and putting into action Sathriel's ethos of a Skintalker getting their words heard was a nice ending, even if Sathriel had to rescue her.

It felt like there was a sort of dropped thread, though. You seemed to be heading in the direction that Susan's threat was mostly overblown, if she was stealing from Wishbone instead of just conquering them. That she was a paper tiger, and that was why Sathriel was pushing for confrontation. And while she and her entire band wasn't strong enough to tackle Sathriel, she did seem perfectly confident in her ability to push to violence. I'm not really sure where you going with that, did I just grab onto a thread that wasn't as big as I thought?
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>>5206589
>Solomon and Yan Wang were pretty erratic in their characterization.

I guess you've got a point. I'll be honest, the expansive scope of the plot was a bit too big for me to handle, and by the time the final parts of the confrontation and the epilogue was got around to, I was losing steam in writing in the details in the epilogue of the "big fight."

So I guess a major underlying problem that could have taken away the oomph of the story was that the scope that I aimed for was too wide to be considered a short story and in my haste, I made some mistakes. As for Solomon and Yan Wong, I'll take responsibility for their inconsistency due how I structured the story.

I could have characterized the two constructs better and in more detail in retrospect, but at the same time I didn't want to get too carried away with Sathriel's boys. I was more focused on trying showcase Sathriel as a character and how she went about solving a case.

>It felt like there was a sort of dropped thread, though. You seemed to be heading in the direction that Susan's threat was mostly overblown, if she was stealing from Wishbone instead of just conquering them. That she was a paper tiger, and that was why Sathriel was pushing for confrontation. And while she and her entire band wasn't strong enough to tackle Sathriel, she did seem perfectly confident in her ability to push to violence. I'm not really sure where you going with that, did I just grab onto a thread that wasn't as big as I thought?

There wasn't enough for me to work with when it comes to the possibility of showing the plausible narrative consequences of letting Susan's warband run amok in Wishbone, and I've wrestled with this idea multiple times during my draft. I could have expanded the idea, but the scope would again expand. The thread wasn't as big, the whole fight was mostly to showcase how Sathriel would behave in a confrontation and the extensive power gap that Sathriel has accumulated throughout her Crucible Career.

All in all, did you at least enjoy the story, as flawed as it was?

I'll try to organize my thoughts more later this evening should additional feedback come in.
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>>5206589
A few other random thoughts:

I liked some of the little characterization details you put in. Grizzie being uncomfortable being called an Unnatural "Predator", because she didn't want to be seen as predatory, neat idea for a cop. It also makes a good contrast against Susan dressing up as a cultured criminal while displaying her Predator traits full on, very "Homo homini lupus" there. Lisa's two mother figures are foils to each other, nice.

I have no idea how the collars were supposed to stop Skintalking crime, if they could be removed so easily. Just take it off before you do the crime, put it back on once you get away. I guess that speaks to the idea of security theater, people wanting a response that looks like it's solving problems over one that's effective but subtle. That's actually kind of a missed opportunity, there, you could have tied it into the people expecting a dramatic court case. Of course the people of Wishbone accepted Sathriel coming in and holding court, a wandering Arbiter is the sort of theatrics they understand.

I would have liked to have seen some of Sathriel's constructs interviewing witnesses before the trial. I found a few of their conclusions to come a bit out of left field, most notably Lisa's arm being a Porcubus Prankster. It makes sense, but it not being accounted for is a piece of evidence we're not really shown until it becomes relevant, so it feels sudden. I would have liked to be able to make that conclusion ahead of time.
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>>5206610
>All in all, did you at least enjoy the story, as flawed as it was?
I did. I had some problems with it, but overall I liked it. The bad stuff just stands out more when giving a critique. This was rough around the edges, but the central core of the idea was good, and the execution of the more important parts was handled well. Sathriel as a character, Lisa's resolution with her mother, those are what were really important to the story. And even the stuff I found hinky I still thought was interesting, if flawed. Holding court in a biopunk apocalypse, that's awesome. I would have liked it better if Solomon and Wan Yang were more coherent, but just the idea of presenting arguments based on the capabilities of mutants was really neat. It's good, it could just be better.
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>I would have liked to have seen some of Sathriel's constructs interviewing witnesses before the trial. I found a few of their conclusions to come a bit out of left field, most notably Lisa's arm being a Porcubus Prankster. It makes sense, but it not being accounted for is a piece of evidence we're not really shown until it becomes relevant, so it feels sudden. I would have liked to be able to make that conclusion ahead of time.

I....gah. that comment has bothered me throughout the entire shift. Forgive me for committing a cardinal sin of writing mystery stories, that being "not leaving enough clues for the audience to piece together." The moment you said that I felt like I have failed outright in that regard.

>I would have liked it better if Solomon and Wan Yang were more coherent.
Again...gah...I've spent the better part of 4-5 hours mentally kicking myself for not considering the investigative phase. It would've been a prime opportunity to scatter more clues and give more dimension to Solomon and Yan Wong.

pic related sums up my reactions to the very valid criticism. But now that you've mentioned it, if given time, I might take the time to add additional scenes in the gdoc to better illustrate the setting, flesh out Sathriel's aides, and set up additional clues and breadcrumbs for those who wish to read the fanworks gdoc instead of scrolling through the archived veins.

>Holding court in a biopunk apocalypse, that's awesome.
Awesome and yet goddamn dangerous too as Sathriel could attest and demonstrate during Lisa's "Ace Attorney styled" meltdown. Also, it sort of brings up the thought of "what kind" of crimes that are committed in the bio-punk apocalypse when Murder and cannibalism is the practical norm given the nature of the setting.

>I liked Sathriel a lot. You did a good job of painting her personality. Someone motivated by novelty, not out of thrill-seeking so much as a tangible guarantee she's doing something that has an impact. Someone who has a bit of a myopic and self-centered view of the world, not understand why some norms would be held to ("what do you mean, crashing my obelisk into your wall seemed like an attack?") but putting a huge import on her own principles. She's not a bad person, but not exactly a good one either, wanting to do good but in her specific way that can wind up unnerving or even hurting others. It's a very clear picture of her character, I like it.

I had hoped the two sides of her character (Law-abiding Judge and reckless Executioner) were clear cut and distinguishable alongside the MO of her moral/legal compass. And in that regard: Mission accomplished.

Thank you for reading.
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>all these long posts

>it’s not actually an update

Man....
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>>5207425
I'm afraid you've been bamboozled.
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>>5207454
(Re-reading now to get my thoughts in order, but I just wanted to quickly post and let you know that I'm having an absolute blast with all you've written. Sathriel is just so damn fun, and I'll put down my full thoughts soon!)
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>>5206431

(Alright, now that I’ve re-read the TURNABOUT TRAGEDY AT WISHBONE VILLAGE (which is a glorious name, by the way) I’ve been able to put my thoughts in order.)

(Sathriel is an extremely compelling protagonist, and one you’ve given a voice and personality that serves to make her incredibly well-rounded. Her perception and execution of justice make her the sort of character I would undoubtedly come to blows with in the real, but make for a really interesting deep-dive when we’re allowed to see through her eyes and really get inside her head, as you’ve depicted here. She actually reminded me of Hercule Poirot with his JUSTICE cranked up to eleven.)

(Regarding her constructs, I must admit I had a little difficulty distinguishing them, though it appears that the Anon who left their feedback already touched on that. In all honesty, I feel like you could really use them to explore more of Sathriel, and where it’s been touched on that their characterization could be said to be a little erratic, you were able to use them in such a way that Sathriel got some interesting character showcases through her interactions with them. They could both be incredibly useful as either future sounding-boards for you to give Sathriel someone to bounce off of, or as an angel-slash-devil-shoulder-combo that I sort of felt was going on. Regardless, they’re a treat to see, both as their own entities and as another avenue through which to explore Sathriel’s morals and quirks.)

(Oh, and another thing as I write stream-of-conciousness; their explanation of Vitruvian mechanics was very well done, so bravo there!)

(Regarding the story structure and premise, I’ve got to say that you’ve handily tackled something that had never even occurred to me, and yet proved to be a really fascinating angle. Familial plots and domestic dynamics are a cornerstone of the mystery genre and this quest, so you did a marvelous job weaving both in while also focusing on a theme of a Skintalker’s drive to be heard. In reflecting on some of the back-and-forth you’ve had with the other Anon who presented their feedback, I think some more ‘breadcrumbs’ would always help to give the reader a bit of a lead to where you’re going in a mystery, but it sounds like you may already have some ideas for that, so I’ll leave it with this; mysteries are extremely difficult to balance but you’ve done a commendable job, and this story has actually helped me consider how to pace and structure another storyline I’ve been working on over the past two years.)

(Another thing; strengthening the investigative phase would also help play to your considerable strengths as a writer; your character back-and-forth is superb, and the conversations flowed extremely well.)

(Continued)
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(As a general conclusion, let me put to rest a question you posed earlier—I had a fantastic time reading what you’ve written, and I’ll be giving it another read-through once you post the Google Doc link. It was a fresh type of storyline that I’d never have considered, with a really interesting protagonist who you made come alive. All in all, very well done! It was an extremely fun read.)

(Finally, some questions for you if you’d be open to answering them;)

(What was the easiest part of the case to write, and what part did you find most difficult?)

(Where do you see Sathriel’s story arc going from here? I know when I write, storylines and character development touchstones start to practically generate themselves, so without spoiling too much, is Sathriel a character you’re intent to explore further?)

(A personal query; aside from the obvious Phoenix Wright inspiration, are there other mystery stories/games/media that you drew inspiration from?)
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>>5207798

>(What was the easiest part of the case to write, and what part did you find most difficult?)

In terms of the easiest part to write, It's mainly the dialogue and the core scenes that I want to highlight in the story As I start out the basic story outline with key "one-liners" or snippets of dialogue (Sathriel's pre-ass kicking one-liner when confronting the warband) or action that I know for certain will be included in the story, then I extrapolate I get my writer's flow going when I know I can devote my time to be violet in descriptive prose (exhibit A: The reveal of Lisa's true class identity and her subsequent meltdown).

The more/most difficult part of writing was connecting the dots between the key dialogue and scenes while accommodating for the muse for any on-the-spot inspiration. Even more difficult was the fact that this sort of short story was the first time I've ever attempted writing in terms of genre (a mystery genre to boot!). Much of my time was spent researching and figuring out how to lay out the mystery format and fit it within the setting and still make it compelling. Murder Mysteries are out the window because of the setting so I had to get creative in finding out a crime/incident that is serious enough to warrant Sathriel's investigation while still satisfying her old habits/desires for vindictive bloody JUSTICE. Then came the difficult task of looking up ace attorney court cases and drawing reference procedures that are reasonable enough to work in real life (transplanting the cross examination gameplay mechanic wholesale would make the story too wordy for a "short story format") while also juggling dialogue and making sure the clues and logic train match up.

Then there's the task of laying down the breadcrumb trail which after you and the other anon's generous feedback, has told me while I did a good job, still I failed in the core objective of any mystery novel author: letting the audience have a chance to piece the puzzle themselves. It was troubling because I was uncertain which clues to lay down that would give the potential reader enough hints but not enough to outright "out" the culprit.

(cont.)
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>>5207801
>(Where do you see Sathriel’s story arc going from here? I know when I write, storylines and character development touchstones start to practically generate themselves, so without spoiling too much, is Sathriel a character you’re intent to explore further?)

Sathriel's the sort of character who tends to keep others at arms length for reasons, and as you've seen after Susan's execution, she doesn't want to be seen as vulnerable. So like you and the other anon have said, there's much to be left uncovered about her character through the lens of her aides/kids/constructs. I think Sathriel's arc going from here may involve her being closer in terms of Shu's orbiting network of friends and family until you or Shu decides that Sathriel's activities is worth their attention. Any other cases Sathriel tackles along the way will probably have a recurring motif/theme of Sathriel's internal and eternal struggle with (restraint v. reckless justice), (personal attachment v. consummate professionalism), (mercy v. condemnation), and (Crucible-era criminal past v. Current Clean Cop present) considering her vitruvian corruption. Lots of Binary levers to play with and to watch Sathriel juggle and balance should either you or I decide to pick up the pen and explore her character a bit more.

I might also explore Sathriel as a character more thoroughly through the eyes of her "sons", already I'm imagining the two of them engaging in witty banter. I should also probably make the two brothers more distinguishable from each other.

>(A personal query; aside from the obvious Phoenix Wright inspiration, are there other mystery stories/games/media that you drew inspiration from?)
The entire premise of the story was founded upon the following prompt:
>Sathriel rides into a settlement, tries to settle a case,
>A group of bandits arrive to interrupt her work,
>Sathriel gets pissed off, Bandits get massacred a la Fist of the North Star.
>Sathriel rides into the sunset, the adventure continues.

The ironic thing about you mentioning Hercule Poirot is that not even once did I have Hercule Poirot in my mind as a reference.
In terms of mystery-related media that I used as inspiration or study reference, I ran the gamut. Law and Order, Ace attorney, professor layton, and Lieutenant Columbo.
In terms of the fight between Lisa, Susan, and Grizzie, Fist of the North Star was a big reference point, especially the fight between Raoh and Fudoh of the Mountain.

Oh yeah. and ah, one more thing. To go in line with Peng Ching, the Scarlet Sage.

>True Justice is impossible to hold, much less attain.
>There will always be an imbalance.
>And thus, I continue to weigh the scales.

- A soliloquy by Sathriel
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