find a dollar bill, then clone the heck out of it.
Done. It's probably not worth much now, though, considering that the world is coming to an end, more or less.
>CONQUER CITY WITH CYBERANTS.
A sonic boom shakes your house as a wing of fighters fly over. Come to think of it, now would be a great time to take over the world, starting with your home town.
Then again, giant cyborg ants with hands for mandibles would probably be a bit noticeable, and you probably don't want that. Still, you can go ahead and get ready. You write a simple script to replicate your CyberAnts several thousand times and grow to the size of trucks. Then you work this script into the form of a grenade. Instant army, just pull the pin!
>Cat.
You have so many ideas on what to do with your cat, you do them all. You inject your car, your cat, your blender, your Engine-Block Exoskeleton, your laser pen, the wings of a fighter flying above, the dharma chains, your computer, and anything else you can think of.
The ABOMINABLE CAT MACHINE is the result. Like a twenty-foot tall metal cat, it has whirling knives for fur and dharma chains for whiskers. In its left paw it holds a laser sword, in its right, Ant Grenades. It can spit lighter fluid. The wings aren't technically functional--for that matter, almost none of it is necessary, but with velocity experiments from throwing pens you can get it to fly. Not that you need to, because it can teleport short distances, too.
It is, of course, still a cat. It is now licking its blade-fur with its shovel-tongue. Aw, aren't you a pretty twenty-foot tall death machine/kitty? You'd scratch it behind its ear, but you can't reach and it'd probably cut your fingers to shreds.
You also still have your original cat, which you hug, and for that matter the original original is probably out there somewhere. Yourself, do things get confusing once you start copying other objects--HEY WAIT NO KITTY STOP WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?
...
Well, who would have guessed that taking a carnivore that instinctually hunts small, moving objects and enlarging it to the point where a car is relatively the size of a mouse might lead to issues in the future?
CONQUER CITY WITH CYBORG ANTS AND CAT AS COMPANION.
Since your cover is blown, you might as well go ahead and conquer the place. You throw a few Ant Grenades and hop in the ACM. You have no real use for the city anyway, but it's a great beta test, to work out little issues like your ants attacking the ACM and the ACM trying to eat the ants, or the ants tearing down your house. On the bright side, you don't need to fix that plumbing leak anymore.
You level your neighbor's house, and Corrupt() the rubble for good measure. That'll teach
him to use his blinker.
CONTINUE CORRUPTION EXPERIMENTS
While outside your Cyborg Ants spread chaos, you introduce chaos to their smaller brethren. You never know what you might find in Corrupt()ion. And you have an unlimited supply.
Several piles of wasted ants later, you hit the jackpot. One mutAnt refuses to be banished. In fact, you can't Inject() to it at all.
With a feverish attempt to find exactly how you did what you did, you confirm it: You've just discovered how to write-protect objects.
You are the Crown Prince.
You have power over Chaos and Twisting things in your favor.
In particular, you have the power to Inject(), Corrupt(), Protect(), Teleport(), Resize(), Clone(), and Banish(). You have additional powers over randomness and entropy, velocity, and possibly liquid volumes and shapes. You have done several unclean experiments on pens, shovels, ants, your car, fruits, and cats. You can extend yourself with Controllers, Seers, Hearers, and Feelers.
As your Stake in the battle to come, you lost your Conscience. You are nominally trying not to be a psychopath, maybe. You have seriously creeped yourself out with your dark experiments, though admittedly some are pretty metal. SPIDERS are still too scary for your arachniphobia,
In your mortal life, you were an Elite Hacker. You are currently conquering your home town, having lost your house in the process. You have a standard divkit and the software thereof. The computer running the divkit has a magical makeshift monitor, that you can see through from anywhere, and you can control it with your mind. You have AWESOME RETRO-CGI CYBERSPACE VISION inside it.
You have made several magical pens in various states, including a teleport-on-command endless ink pen, a LASER DEATH PEN.
You have made METAL AS-YOU-WILL DHARMA CHAINS that you can control with your mind. Some of them have knives on the end. You have a mental note to make them MOAR METAL.
Cyborg AugAnts crawling around, with Engine Block Exoskeletons, are conquering your home town. Look at those handibles!
You are riding inside an Abominable Cat Machine.
You have a pirate copy of your neighbor's cat.