Charge 26/40
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The creature of meteor mesh, having just learned to navigate through available space with its new body, now moves towards the meteos that swirl around it and begins familiarizing itself with the other limbs that don't seem to be made for navigation. With its hands, mandibles, scythe-esque limbs, and what not, it grabs, crushes, slices, and whatever-ates the meteors with its respective limbs.
The process takes a while and the creature would have trouble gripping meteors and what not, but it eventually masters usage of its limbs.
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Inside the ship, even more distractions within the vessel occur as a union is formed within the ranks of the ship's crew. Though the crew's salary would most probably be sufficient to sate them and their bloodline 10 generations in, this particular group is made up of some of the most ingrateful individuals who will always want more and more.
What's more, this union are not above causing chaos until they are taken care of. Handling them wouldn't take much effort, really, but time spent handling them is time not spent on being vigilant, giving the invaders inside an even larger leeway to navigate the ship.
...Something's happened, I get the distinct feeling that someone onboard is now willing to go against the Godmodder's cause.
Grimoire Yggdrasilia 26/40, concept and elementalization loads for systemization prepared
Pull out the Binoculars of Switzerland that allow one to see worlds away and scan down the path the minelayers have been traveling. How long has it been laying mines, which way did it come from, and where is the fleet going?
And I guess I'll check out the ships again and keep tabs on what crew/machines/etc. are likely to head the infiltration team's way, unless you're keeping track of how distracted everyone is for us.
Imaginary Space has likely been squished by either the godmodder's forces or giant floaty metal plates. She might've used narrative abstract attack, who knows anymore? I think the 'colon thingy' is part of a worldwarp magic that turns about aspects and their subconcepts. Enhanced for-loop iteration, maybe? Dunno.
The Minelayers have already laid
sagans worth of mines, as far as these lenses can see. From the approximate path traced, this fleet came directly from where the Godmodder first launched her invasion, and is slowly moving through the outskirts of free space, towards a Voidport.
25 CP
Where did the observation drones come from? I use telekinesis to crack some of their camera lenses, forcing them to return to the maintenance bay to get them replaced.
You damage an Observation Drone, which causes it to fail quality standards. The illumination of the room flickers for a brief moment, before a robotic arm snakes into the room, picking up the drone and taking it away.
25/40
From the waterworks of my tears spawns THE DEPRESSION WHALE, who proceeds to terraport into the Godmodder and give everyone in this game a really bad time. Fueled by the combined power of the unbeatable force that is depression drawn from every sentient being across all of time, space and every reality, the Godmodder is forced to sacrifice 1 HP to strike the whale down before things get far too out of hand and destroys the game's balance even further.
The Depression Whale gives chase to the Godmodder!
7/40
Having subverted the ship itself, I casually and invisibly stroll towards the mine creation facilitys (i assume they exist, since if it's just a large stockpile, it's trivial to scatter massive amounts in a second- i'm guessing it's harder when you need to bury them under dirt, but this is Void, so........)
my BOG-LIMB MINE ARMOR CYAN MIST THING self checks all 4 of these new enemies,and i'll figure out where to go from there. technically, there's just one mind between main-me and mist-me, but that one mind- the mind that is mine- is augmented in speed by a combination of time magic and blood magic- sadly, this does not make my substantially smarter. if only I was on the level of the de'a'na est shadarak... eh, no use wishing silently.
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so it turns out i can't find out what the "Check" says before i decide that to do. With that in mind, as long as the check doesn't suggest there's strong tamper-detection on the factories, small flakes of metal from the walls fly into a compact ball, then turn into a sort of... patch, full of nanotech, which I attach to one of the drone factories. it's hard to notice, mostly a very, very small bump on the surface of the factory, but on the inside the nanomachines quickly turn the wall between them and the inside of the factory with nanotech. then, they spread through, not disrupting operations, until they're everywhere. after that, having suffused all non-essential area with themselves, they quickly converge on the essential areas, destructively scanning the setup. after a moment of analysis by a other-universe computer complex, it determines how to replicate the setup except with the resulting drones having a backdoor: they will obey me, when I ask them to. of course, any status checkups are spoofed, using an extremely-short-range time machine to send them back to while the attack is ongoing (since it's so short-range, there's no time for any paradoxes to arise, so it shouldn't attract any time giants, i hope.)
I can only describe one thing at a time, so I'll just tell you what the Drone Factory is.
Drone Factory
Hp: 160,000
Atk: 0
Despite all appearances, these machines are all composed of the same material as the rest of the Parallax: a massive colony of nanites. This particular division of nanites uses internal reservoirs of molten metal, which it mixes together in various quantities, and moulds into Observation Drone parts, which it then assembles.
While typically, the use of nanomachines on nanomachines would trigger an alert, the sheer amount of stealth magics layered on you allow your nanomachines to subvert a Drone Factory, causing it to create defective drones with backdoors.
27/40 DRACO
I examine the map of the Parallax.
You look at the handy-dandy ship's guide, and find out where the prisoner bay is!
26/40 Winds of Destruction
I hop myself up on an Observation Drone and record a brief clip of what it sees normally, then jab a finger into its wiring and rewrite it to loop that clip over and over, effectively shutting it down without giving any hint of suspicion.
Observation Drone destroyed!
28/40 DRACO
I sneak over to a Drone Factory and start hacking it to produce Slugthrower Drones (identical to my existing Slugthrower Drones and on the AG team).
You subvert a Drone Factory!
22/40
I just use one action to point out that there's still massive piles of obscuration magics covering the crew, and that nobody should attack anything. You are as ghosts, nothing can see you. This was confirmed by DC on the discord.
reiterate: DONT ATTACK ANYTHING until your cover is blown, or you will blow it yourselves.
Current plan: Keep in stealth, karpin's reading the map, you guys can use that to get through, I'll be playing backup to keep stealth mode up. Once we get the prisoners our stealth will likely drop. The instant stealth drops all the way, everyone who's not in the ship should play distract-the-dragon and throw up as many flashy explosions and colors as we can to keep the Iron Prince occupied and make a clean getaway.
SONG's right, you should be a bit more careful. While you haven't blown your stealth, you shouldn't push your luck.
22/40 Sir Sparked
The Guy sneaks around into the Turret Factory.
Turret Factory sneaked around!
26/40
If it can be done stealthily, I sabotage the Drone Factory in an incredibly minor way. Just a little bent rod here... and... bang. All drones after this'll have an incredibly minor defect. It's not much, but it may save someone's life some day.
The Drones in one turret factory now have 500 less Hp!
Grimoire Yggdrasilia 27/40
Trace the spot the regular transmission is being sent to. It might lead to the Godmodder's monitoring base!
Let's see... yes, this is exactly the area space where the Godmodder is hiding right now. If only someone else could help us narrow down exactly where she is...
10% Progress!
27/40 Winds of Destruction
After messing with the cameras, I bushido my way out of the ship without being spotted hopefully and just watch, sitting on a nearby asteroid.
Using your honourable Samurai arts of being honest, you duplicitously sneak out of the Parallax to sit on a nice, soft, comfy asteroid!
8/40
My mist-self trails after the group wherever they go, as long as it's towards the facilitys location. it does this in a passive, non-action-y manner... it takes the calm time to disperse 2 of the mine armor's mines off into whichever corridors we pass that the map says lead to the Least critical places (as per the evil overlord list, the incinerator should be labeled "control room", and the control room labeled, say, "Spare parts" or "Diplomatic Ambassador Quarters" (if you never accept any diplomatic ambassadors) or something.), still cloaked, and set up to not explode unless commanded.
meanwhile on the minelayer, my main self uses the radiation suit to emit massive amounts of radiation of various types (high-frequency photons, shadiamond, reverse-vampiric ice in mist form that is only manifesting if enough of it is illuminated for a time, it's like one of those vampires that just glitters if the sun shines on it except reversed so it absorbs light when lit and turns into ice except this is radiation, and especially Fist Radiation and Space Elemental Energy.) in all directions. using the space energy, I form about... 360*180 No-escape interchanges of space, causing the thus-captured radiation to loop indefinitely while I keep emitting it. this is setup for when we're totally going to need to fight.the interchanges are then snipped off from normal void and condensed into the palm of my hand.
You put two mines inside the least critical-looking locations in the Parallax, and charge up a radiation attack!
24/40 Charge 1
4/? Charge 2
Uh, an image? Well then...
Retracting my senses for a bit, I take out a picture-portalisor and begin to to portalise the image into a portal that leads to the said image!
No matter what time the image was based on, the portal it will make will always lead to that time! Time Paradoxes tend to happen due this item but I have proper licenses to have them and use them.
I pointed to my printed stack of licenses of the legal purchase and use of the item as you never know when those space and time police will come by and check.
You open up a portal to the location of the Flaming Axe, and find it in the hands of the tall armored being TOG saw. He's in the middle of a conversation with a fire element-sorry, Flame Person, need to be neutral in these terms.
Anyhow, he is speaking to a flame person, I'll translate it for you, right now.
"everything i have done, I have done for our future! in time, we shall be remembered as the ones who brought about a better world!"
This is followed by cheering by the flame people around him. Shortly afterwards, everyone marches towards a field of portals in the background.
...What have we discovered?
Charge: 22/40
"Thank you for your kind words sir/madam/abomination-beyond-compression." Those final words seem to tumble out of his mouth simultaneously. "Though, to be honest the opinions of my fellows matters little to me, I'm happy enough simply lending aid to any who call themselves an enemy of the Godmodder." The odd whistle flairs again, as the Light Orange miasma thickens around the Gentleman. Several Runes, no bigger than a human fingertip, appear suspended in front of the man.
He begins tapping them, the sounds of a mechanical keyboard emanating from them, as house-sized Runes appear scattered about in the Void. After a few seconds they seem to drift, though careful observation would reveal that they're tracking the movements of the Parallax. Before a zeptosecond can tick by, smaller semi-circles of Runes appear around the House Runes, causing them to vanish with a silent ripple.
"When my allies are discovered-" The disheveled man comments, beginning his monologue. "-and believe me you, it's a matter of when, not if. But regardless, when they're caught a substantial distraction will prove useful, and nothing quite says 'distraction' like multiple house-sized beams of pure demonic energy slamming into the hull of your ship." The man pauses, straightening his tattered ash-covered dress jacket, zero-gravity doing it no favors. "Those particular Runes are set to reveal themselves and fire at the Parallax no sooner than when the Runes orbiting my fellow AGs detect that a majority of them have been discovered." The gentleman finally finishes his monologue, clearly all to happy to speak now that he knows there's an active audience.
Smart idea. Runic Contingencies put in place!
Charge 20/40
I mutter under my Breath,but loud enough to be heard by you "It's an Aesthetic Choice,after a brief adventure when i was a PA!Commander and the HUDs have an...interesting Reaction to my brand of Shenanigans"
With 2 Charges worth's Of Creative Energies which I convert to Plot Energies and an Action shaping it,I create the Archetype of Spies and Infiltrationists bestow it upon Indiana Jones whom I ask to Explore and Infiltrate it and use the Quantum-Entangled Comms he already has to send me information safely
Also... I Greet the Gentleman who Just monologued
You give Indiana Jones a 25% Dodge Chance! Luck shall be on his side today.
23/40
I continue to be on the lookout for people to screw something up and negate their failure with mist.
Through your actions, you keep any possible screwups this group could possibly cause from being discovered! From the bottom of my heart, I thank you.
The disheveled gentleman doffs his hat towards the man commanding Indiana Jones. Quietly opening a telepathic channel to him, the high-pitched whistle constantly in the background. "Keep up the fine work young man, we'll have the Godmodder meet the end she deserves soon enough." As he speaks telepathically with the AG several fist-sized Runes appear in a circle in front of the man no wider than a hand mirror. "But let's dispense with the pleasantries, there's business at hand." With that, several bolts of light-orange lightning spark between the Runes, forming something similar to a Dream Catcher.
The circle of Runes begin circling the man rapidly, spinning faster and faster, eventually becoming little more than multiple streaks of light. Waves of light orange pulse from the circle, traveling a few feet before vanishing from the visable spectrum. This acts much like Magic radar, traveling billions of light-years in seconds, seeking across multiple planes of existence and even timezones. It ignores all other signals, searching single-mindedly for the Godmodder.
"...C'mon you coward, show yourself..." He hoarsely mutters to himself, intensely focused on the task at hand.
With your timely divination, you lock onto the Godmodder's position. We have her.
At the high pitched sound, Armelle winced and somewhat uselessly covered her ears.
"Ah... I know I... asked you for these kinds of reactions, but... gah."
However, her expression quickly softened as...
Seeing the dancing lights, her eyes went wide, filling with a certain metallic light. Entranced, she slowly reached a paw out, but the light vanished before she could reach it, leaving her to pull her paw back with a start. It was too far away anyway.
"Come on Armelle. There will be plenty to see later. Let's go."
Armelle went into an exaggerated sulk, then stumbled backwards as the bat-mount/platform she and Talist were standing on swooped down, flying into the opening in the side of the Parallax. Talist leapt forward off the bat as it started to fade into nonexistence, dropping into a roll, followed by Armelle clumsily trying to glide down. Getting up after crashing into a pole with a soft thump, Armelle shook her head and quietly jumped down to Talist's side, eyes alight again seeing all the strange technology.
"Okay. See what you can do. Stay quiet."
Now, for an actual action.
Armelle prowls around the Parallax Interior, looking for some kind of independent machinery that seems to be not very connected to external wiring other than power wires. Upon finding any, she scans to make sure it isn't transmitting data wirelessly either. Repeat this until we find a good, random machine. Upon selecting a machine for reverse engineering, she puts a paw on the output wires, relying on the technology in her body to check the output values. She measures it for a while, plotting the charge state of the wire versus time and versus any external stimuli the machine may be monitoring. Upon finding a function to model this, she gets a small circuit board from me/Talist and programs it to output this function before wiring it to the output of the machine, mimicking its output. This allows Armelle to disconnect the machine, and slowly pry it open to look at the circuitry inside.
"I wonder! I wonder what all these do!"
Holding her paw into the circuitry, she reads the magnetic charge inside it, because you're not a real programmer unless you do all your programming by individually charging the magnetic film in the hard drive. Or something. Regardless, she attempts to break down the functionality of this machine and understand what similarities its hardware structure may have to other computers, in particular looking for security features.
You search the Parallax for any non-nanomachine technology, only to find that everything is composed of nanomachines. The entire ship is nanomachines.
21/40
"Indeed"
I pull out the Omega Scanner and silently scan the Observation Drones for weaknesses and stats and some lore bits
Observation Drones:
Hp: 2000
Atk: 0
These drones seem to be designed to do one thing, and one thing only: to travel the multiverse, recording everything it sees. Each Drone can store approximately 60 hours of footage, and is programmed to transport itself by portal to the Parallax when it's memory is full. The technology on these little machines is ingenious, nobody else has managed to design a Void Drive this small.
Charge 27/40
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None can be too careful when it comes to stealth. More stealth and distractions are welcome.
The personnel within the ship continue to be distracted by a myriad of minor issues rising up, such as monitors carelessly slamming whichever limbs into the boards, sets of paperwork being handed to the wrong person, ill-timed restroom breaks, etc.
Above the autofactory, chaos reigns.
FF walks over to talist. Hi!
FF asks if Talist has any of that Tal-Co stuff.
He then becomes Lord of Antarctica and uses the forces of Antarctica (including the feared S.E.A.L Division, composed of actual seals) to invade North America. I now also own North America. The Antarctica Conquest has begun.
FF begins his first chargio
21/40 Shenanigans
Wherever that is, North America bows to your knees. I hope this planet's not one of our allies....
Itinerary
Destroy the Godmodder
Release the Prisoners.
All of them.
Leave the Parallax.
As you make your way towards the Prisoner Bay, you pass through deserted corridor after deserted corridor. Finally, you all find yourselves there. Everyone here has been imprisoned within individual cell blocks. That is, except for the Tyranid Swarm. It seems that he just gave up and put them all in a giant stasis tank instead. It seems you'll have to release all of them one at a time. Plan out who will release who wisely, because after doing this, your cover will most assuredly be blown.
In the Foundry, a wave of Observation Drones activate their Void Drives, and teleport away. Outside, the fleet is now in visual range of the Voidport. As I describe this to you, the port has already sent their armada against the Iron Prince.
Parallax Foundry:
[PG] Drone Factory: 160,000/160,000 Hp. Create Drone: 2/2. x17
[PG] Observation Drone. 2,000/2,000 Hp. Rift: 2/3 x18
[PG] Turret Factory. 240,000/240,000 Hp. Create Turret: 2/4. x10
[PG] Indoor Defense Turret. 40,000/40,000 Hp. Reload 1/2. Inactive! x10
[AG-Karpinsky] Drone Factory: 160,000/160,000 Hp. Create Drone: 2/2. Subverted to make Slugthrower Drones!
[AG-TOG] Drone Factory: 160,000/160,000 Hp. Create Drone: 2/2. Subverted to make Defective Drones!
[AG-JOE] Drone Factory: 160,000/160,000 Hp. Create Drone: 2/2. Compromised with a backdoor!
Prisoner Bay:
[AG-Vanestus] Thorgi. 118,000/118,000 Hp. 15% Dodge!
[AG-Vanestus] Androsphinx. 34,000/34,000 Hp. Heal: 3/3. Demoralizing Roar: 5/7.
[AG-Karpinsky] Slugthrower Drone. 3,000/3,000 Hp. Reload: 3/6. x20
[AG] Adamantine Angel. 30,000/30,000.
[A-PART] Blades Of Contradiction.
[A-PART] Tachyon Wings.
[A-PART] Impossible Soul. Attacks Bypass AC, Dodge and Bodyguarding! +1 AC, 10% Dodge!
[AG] Flamingflapjacks. 20/20 Hp.
[A] Broadsword of Slapwilney, 6/6 Durability.
[AG-ParadoxDragon] Indiana Jones. 40,000/40,000 Hp.
[AG] JOEbob. 20/20 Hp.
[A] Radiation Armor, 12/12 Shields, regenerates 3 each round! Wacky Radiation: 3/5. Mines Left: 5
[AG-Pionoplayer] Aspect of Air. 30,000/30,000 Hp. 30% Dodge! Hurricane Force: 3/4
[AG-Karpinsky] Dragon Drone. 1,000/1,000 Instant Reloads: 1.
Imprisoned:
[AG][ELITE] Metal Gear REX. 476,000/1,000,000 Hp. Nuclear Wasteland: 0/5
[AG] The Facility. 219,000/300,000 Hp. Structural Stability: 110%! Bodyguarding Steffan, Jason, Aron and James. 1 AC.
[AG] #10: Steffan. 20,000/20,000 Hp. Specialty: Engineering & Construction! Work Points: 0
[AG] #17: Jason. 20,000/20,000 Hp. Specialty: Programing! Work Points: 0
[AG] #34: Aron. 20,000/20,000 Hp. Specialty: Planning & Design! Work Points: 0
[AG] #51: James. 20,000/20,000 Hp. Specialty: The Substitute Person! Work Points: 0
[AG] Squadmates. 20,000/20,000 Hp. x60.
[AG] The Big Fish. 400,000/400,000 Hp.
[AG] Tyranid Swarm. 355,000/355,000 Hp. Biomass: 118,000
[AG] Guard Drone. 60,000/60,000 Hp.
[AG] Spaceship. 205,000/205,000 Hp.
[AG] Guard Drone. v2. 55,000/55,000 Hp. 2 AC.
[AG] Lunar Knight. 300,000/300,000 Hp. Lunar Fall: 0/6.
[AG] Lunar Priest. 150,000/150,000 Hp. Lunar's Light: 0/4.
[AG] Pistol Shrimp. 50,000/50,000 Hp.
Elsewhere:
[GM] The Godmodder. 70/80 Hp. LOCATION ACQUIRED, DIRECT ATTACK AVAILABLE
Demiplane:
[AG-Crusher] Millenium Falcon. 70,000/70,000 Hp. Deploying Drones: 4/4. BFG9K: 4/10
ern:ica, or something? I don't really understand.