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Author Topic: Web of Life: A Drider's Adventure (Ended)  (Read 185875 times)

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Re: Web of Life: A Drider's Adventure
« Reply #1560 on: February 18, 2018, 07:50:57 pm »

It's about timing.  Grandchildren means it's time to go full on dread spider-queen.  I'm not against that in general, but it means that any granchildren should know their matriarch.
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Re: Web of Life: A Drider's Adventure
« Reply #1561 on: February 19, 2018, 05:18:03 pm »

Grafting the limb on wouldn't actually be that difficult any more. It would take you twenty seconds and forty mana. You got that spell back when you had a quarter of the max mana you had now. Of course, you need to spend a lot more mana and time to get it back to the same limberness as it was before, not to mention you can't regrow an elbow.

You leave the talk with Mr. Johnson to Hal and Sucy, while you go out and look for your children. Meandra wasn't too pleased about letting you wander around, but with the alchemist available, there really isn't anything keeping you here other than phantom pains (and actual pains from the stump). Blood loss isn't an issue any more, and you're only a little hopped up on painkillers. Nothing out of the ordinary. Of course, you need to get used to working with only one arm, so you take Yunikki along for some protection. You look like a bit of a sorry lot, you having only one arm and dilated pupils and her wrapped in chains and looking decisively pissed at anything that moves. Still, nobody feels like dealing with the mess you two are. People prefer crossing the street over walking past you, most of the time, except for the Ronin, which now populate the street. Seems like they moved in fairly fast after the Saints started falling apart without their leaders or hideout. You hope you didn't create a bigger problem, but at least the extortion racket should be at an end. Finding the old neighbourhood isn't too difficult. The burnt out husk of a building leaves little wondering where exactly you lost your arm. The other buildings seem to have held up fairly well, apart from the ash and soot covering the walls. The square is absolutely wasted, though, the ashes of the building and the bodies of the gang members cover the ground. Ash still rains down on the square, and multiple Ronin are cleaning out the corpses. They nod to you as you walk past, and continue working. Seems like they're pleased with your work, and you're sure that the terrain they took is nothing but beneficial to them. Considering the police forces haven't closed the area off, you figure they're already gathering up some power.
Watch, you'll have to remove these guys in a week from now. Whatever.

You look through the buildings, calling out for your children. Anything that moves is quickly looked at, on occasion a bit of desperation leaks in there as you try to dig with your removed hand. It takes some getting used to, that's for sure. The strangest thing is, you still feel like it's there. Even your fingers. After a while, though, Yunikki starts getting annoyed after zero progress has been made on finding any of your kids.
Why are we still here?
Just to suffer. you say, sarcastically. However, just as you glance at her with a smirk, you spot something blue scurrying away down the hallway. There they are!
You rush towards them, accidentally hitting a part of the wall (shouldn't go so fast while you're still drugged.) When you get close enough, however, your ashcovered kid quickly realized mother is here!
It's your firstborn boy. The very first one...
He deserves a name, for surviving thus far. He's getting a little bigger than the others, too. You wonder how long it takes before your spawn reach maturity. If they even reach maturity...
No matter how big they get, though, they're still your babies. You put him on your back, and you are reinvigorated to keep looking for the rest. After the first one was found, however, the rest aren't too difficult. Both your firstborns made it just fine, and there's a new one you don't recognize. Looks like a survivor of the sting you placed inside that cyborg. He looks... tougher than the rest. His eyes are a bit redder, and he's a little more skittish. Looks like different flesh gives different results, up to a point.
Sadly, however, that's all you're going to find. You spent the better part of a day looking around, and Yunikki just started looting the rooms after a while. She made for a handy little haul, and more importantly looked a little happier again. Fine memories and good times through looting.

Well, you're quite sad that you lost your children like that, but... You'll get over it. Despite that intense maternal feeling it kind of... fades when it's all said and done. It's weird. You feel like you should feel terrible about that, but them's the breaks. As you walk back to Meandra's house, your children in tow, you feel the different pains starting to appear again. The anaesthetic is long-lasting, but now you're starting to feel the sting from your sudden amputation.
You hope you'll get there soon, especially before it gets dark. Yunikki's here to protect you, of course, but she's still only one friend in a dark city. Of course, it doesn't take long before trouble finds you.
A collection of men, three of them, all heavily augmented (doesn't look nearly as high-tech as the orc, though) walk towards you. The biggest one, up in front, starts talking.
Say... You look like you could use a hand. We've got a couple available, if you wanna...
Hanzers.
They might just force this on you if you're not careful. Yunikki looks like she's ready to pounce.

Mine is in the shop.
Claim you've got one waiting for you back home, and you just needed a walk to... clear your head?

Fuck off.
Don't sugar-coat it. You need to get home, and not deal with some illiterati trying to sell you on addictive mechanical replacements hardly worth a damn.

Leave quietly
Just... keep moving.

Fight?
You're kind of injured right now...

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Re: Web of Life: A Drider's Adventure
« Reply #1562 on: February 19, 2018, 07:22:17 pm »

Talk Shop. They came here to sell, and probably indoctrinate, With a side of mugging? But everyone likes their friends! Sadly, our work requires subtlety, and we require parts that can go unnoticed, at least from a distance. It doesn't seem like they specialise in the field, but you would love to learn more, and you can tell them all sorts of things about limb-replacements from the surface. You could even show off some of the legs that you lost completely... We must have heard all of the best rumours from The Tower. Maybe someone has been installing dragon-wings in the far west? Rumours of mimic grafts that can reform at will? Legends of people being glued to giant spiders to produce new specie-races? Spacies?

Of course, even with the best of charms, things sometimes go awry... Just make sure that should such misfortune arise, that Alexia remembers which parts we need to collect for grafting. It'd be just terrible to come home with the wrong elbow or end up cross-eyed... ad it really wouldn't be nice to have to search through our own vomit for our new limbs...
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Re: Web of Life: A Drider's Adventure
« Reply #1563 on: February 19, 2018, 07:55:54 pm »

Hey, I wonder if we could get a discount on a good-quality robolimb if we turned in a bunch of spare parts that we "found" in a puddle of blood~
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Re: Web of Life: A Drider's Adventure
« Reply #1564 on: February 19, 2018, 08:07:50 pm »

Mine is in the shop

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"They don't work with my weird-ass half giant spider biology."
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Re: Web of Life: A Drider's Adventure
« Reply #1565 on: February 19, 2018, 11:08:32 pm »

Lie

"They don't work with my weird-ass half giant spider biology."  Mix it with some intimidation by showing them your fangs, stinger, and creepy companions.
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« Reply #1566 on: February 20, 2018, 12:24:26 am »

Lie

"They don't work with my weird-ass half giant spider biology."
((Definitely a lie, but potentially true. Sydney is very much a magic being with soul powers. There might be difficulties with cybernetics being incompatible with magic and like amputation to souls. But that is just a theory, the specifics here are unknown...))
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Re: Web of Life: A Drider's Adventure
« Reply #1567 on: February 20, 2018, 04:22:44 pm »

Update delayed, my frickin' files got corrupted so i had to recreate them all.
I just don't have the time to get anything meaningful done.

Also of note: Should I give a warning whenever I can't update, or not?
I'm honestly not sure if it's unneeded or if you prefer knowing that there won't be an update in the form of me telling it.
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« Reply #1568 on: February 20, 2018, 05:43:18 pm »

I don't think that it is needed, but it is nice to be informed and it helps to hold the fanbase together. Fans are quick to claim that they don't have any demands of authors, but then someone stops updating for a week and suddenly there is "this dead?" spam and people stop checking and subsequently forget about the work unless something reminds them and people lose their commitement t ofollowng the series and stop trusting the author to update and it all falls apart...
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Take all advice with a grain of salt. Even the best-meaning of people can be mistaken about things that you really wouldn't expect them to be...
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« Reply #1569 on: February 20, 2018, 06:22:57 pm »

If it doesn't take much time the warning is fine, really.
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Re: Web of Life: A Drider's Adventure
« Reply #1570 on: February 21, 2018, 04:17:46 pm »

You think I didn't try? Look at me, here. Do I LOOK like I have a normal enough physiology to get a new arm?
What? the biggest one the middle says. He has a sort of rough voice to him, the type you get from a lifetime of yelling.
Come on, you know your stuff. Something entirely magical in nature and two types of blood can't bond with the cybernetics. It's like hanging a useless metal chunk to the stump, it doesn't change a damned thing.
Shit, you for real? Yo, Mikey? Think she's for real? he turns to the dwarf with some green-painted cybernetics. He has a fake leg, too, looking more like a hook of sorts? Flexible, from the look of things...
Dunno, boss. Mikey says. He seems suspicious of the lie, but not extremely so. Don't know enough driders to confirm that. You know how they are, you can't get to the queens.
Shit, why'd you have to bring them up... Uhh, ey! He points to you, intent on making clear he's talking to you through exaggerated hand motions and acting in an annoying manner. You 'ain't part of them Queens, right? I mean, I think you're the new drider in town.
Maybe desert fodder? says the one with a star on his metal shoulder. He has an odd accent to him, maybe from a deeper part of the caves? He's as dwarfy as they come, though. Rough facial features, a scar over his eye...
Nah, borders don't let them in at level one, they'd never get down to three, even though our routes.
Mikey, you mention that again while we're out in the streets, and I'm going to hydraulic press your fuckin' skull, got that? He says that with such an edge that you don't doubt that he'd do it. You decide to pretend to not have heard anything about secret routes, though it does explain the number of lowlives in a level that's supposedly 100 times better off than the first.
Sorry, sorry. he doesn't seem impressed. Not the first time?

Right, well... Fuck it, i don't have the motivation any-more. You ruined it. You all ruined it and I'm leaving. Although...
Can I please go home.
If you give us all your money!
...I have no money. You laugh in a sardonic manner. God but things are awful.
Your arm (well, the stump) is really starting to sting at this point. Let it just end...
...You really know how to take the fun out of a fucking mugging, you know that? And you, chain-girl? Got anything on you?
Yunikki just scowls before growling at him in a truly animalistic fashion.
She is missing the marbles.
Fuck you. Yunikki spits out.
Eh. I don't fight nuts people. Tard strength overwhelming.
You block Yunikki from going off on him using you good arm. It's more respect than power that stops her from tearing this man a new asshole. We're both just going to pretend we didn't hear that.
fuck this and fuck you. We're out. Gotta muscle in now that the fuckin' saints are gone. If you meet one of the Queens that did it, and ya prolly will, tell 'em the Hanzers will bring 'em their paymet, 'aight?
What?
Whatever
He shoves you aside as he walks past. If you weren't in a considerable amount of pain, you would have probably assaulted him for that. You settle for wheezing in pain, instead.
You need a damned rest.

You reach the house without any further issues. Hal and Sucy are already inside, waiting for you. They open the briefcase in front of you, proudly showing off the winnings.
1000 bucks.
Ah, cool, awesome. If you don't mind I'm going to bed. I need to sleep and not feel my fucking arms. see you in the morning.
You just about plop down in your bed, and fall asleep nigh-instantly. Your kids each choose their own spot to sleep on your body, your firstborn son deciding to nuzzle up to your cheek. He's still a little ash-covered...
You'll wash 'em in the morning.

Think of names for the kids, and maybe also for the companions. Said companions already have proposed names, so now's your chance to switch 'em out.


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Re: Web of Life: A Drider's Adventure
« Reply #1571 on: February 21, 2018, 06:47:08 pm »

Marigold, Poppy, Cactus.
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« Reply #1572 on: February 21, 2018, 08:35:02 pm »

Firstborn maybe call him Adam?

First man, cliche biblical references and all that

Cactus sound a nice name for a skittish boy

Just curious to see what will happen when we sting elderitch flesh
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Re: Web of Life: A Drider's Adventure
« Reply #1573 on: February 21, 2018, 08:41:05 pm »

Name the daughter Alice and the CYBERSPIDER Cactus.
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« Reply #1574 on: February 21, 2018, 08:48:16 pm »

Oh, yeah, I was going by the order the spiders appear in the list, and not making suggestions for the familiars. So Cactus would be the cyberspider.
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