"I do not mind one way or another what your name is. I initially chose Tux, but Ananke is fine as well." I then start reassembling a security bot or two into a number of flying drones, with limited weaponry and a lot of sensors.
[6] You give Tux your explanation. ' Understood, creator.' she answers after a while. [3+3=6] You two then proceed to take control of and shut down of half a dozen security bots. [4] You gather their parts and begin constructions of your own. [Power:6] Even with limited weaponry, these things could probably take on army with little support. Their sensor receive a wide variety of different kinds of data and information from an enormous area. They also have incredibly powerful shields for something of that size. [Size:1] They are also absolutely tiny, and have to form into a swarm to be noticed properly in the first place. [Functionality:4] They end up quite good in quality. [Fuel:5] They use up their fuel quite slowly, as well. [Intelligence:5] They are quite smart as well, especially together.
Scrap Metal reduced to Some Scrap Metal in Inventory! I plan out a modified helmet for myself. I want a sensor over one eye, that can shift through various sensor modes as a free action. UV, IR, X-Ray, Night vision, Zoom, Electro-magnetic, and maybe some sort of targeting enhancement mode.
[2] You're so excited about the very idea of this super high-tech helmet of yours, you completely forget to actually make any plans. Oops?
Search for a piece of paper and draw plans for the metal half of a biomechanical body.
[4] You find some papers and feverishly scribble plans for a biomechanical body on them. [6] They come out pretty damn good. [+3 to constructing this invention, etc etc]
Plan Papers added to Inventory! We land somewhere and begin re-fueling. I know my head is on just about half.
[5] You land on the train station and quickly locate a free-to-use recharging station. You stick your head inside, drawing a few amused looks from passerbyes, and begin to recharge. Hank takes the chance to refuel itself and the rocketboard as well.
Mechanical Replacement Head: Charge: 74%Scavenger Bot: Fuel: 100/100Radical Rocketboard: Fuel 100/1001 Canister of Cheap Oil removed from Inventory! Search some place where parts can be found (without destroying stuff)
[5] Cursing your luck, you set off in search of unguarded parts. You soon come across an open train carriage, full of containers no doubt filled with delicious, fresh-from-the-factory parts. [2] They're full of metal sheets, and you take a few.
Scrap Metal added to Inventory! Dash out forward and ask skarmee to get the rocketboard flying man's attention. ask if i can hitch a ride.
[2+1-2=1] You tell Skarmee II to find the rocketboard-man and bring him here, and he flies off... straight at the wall. [5] Fortunately, it hadn't reached full speed, and is mostly unharmed.
Statuses SHADOWdump
Health: Torso: Slightly Wounded
Inventory: Simple Tools, 4 Canisters of Cheap Oil (74/80), Radical Rocketboard, Mechanical Replacement Head, Communicator, Autopistol (Ammunition Left: 6/6), 2 Pistol Clips [12/12], Robot Communicator,
Creations: Radical Rocketboard (Power [4], Size [3], Functionality [3], Fuel [5])
Fuel Left: 100/100
Ultimate Nacho Dispenser (Power [2], Size [1], Functionality [2], Fuel [3]
Fuel Left: 60%
Hologram Bot - In Use (Power [5], Size [5], Functionality [2], Fuel [6], Intelligence [3])
Main Body: Slightly Damaged
Charge Left: ∞
Mechanical Replacement Head In Use (Power [5], Size [1], Functionality [4], Fuel [5])
Charge Left: 74%
Robot Communicator(Power [5], Size [6], Functionality [6], Fuel [1])
Charge Left: 60%
Scavenger Bot (Power [4], Size [5], Functionality [3], Fuel [5], Intelligence [5])
Fuel Left: 100/100
Pile Driver (Power [2], Size [5], Functionality [4], Fuel [4])
Fuel Left: 100/100
Khan-bot (Power [5], Size [1], Functionality [4], Fuel [6], Intelligence [1])
Charge Left: ∞
Hank's Catapult (Power [4], Size [1], Functionality [1], Fuel [5])
Charge Left: See Scavenger Bot
Professor Nirur
Health: Torso: Slightly Wounded
Right Leg: Dead (-1 to tough physical actions using your right leg)
Wipe in 1 turn
Inventory: Simple Tools, Box of Immortality Pills [3/10], Muscle Tissue, Fresh Brain, Grenade Launcher, Personal Shield Projector, Ripper Canisters (Power: 4) [4/4]
Creations: Immortality Pills (Power [5], Size [2], Functionality [4], Fuel [3])
Personal Shield Projector In Use (Power [5], Size [2], Functionality [3], Fuel [6])
Charge Left: ∞
Derek
Health: Head: Moderately Wounded
Wipe in 2 turns
Inventory: Simple Tools, Prototype Reality Bender, Mechanical Parts, A Little Scrap Metal, Plan Papers
Creations: Prototype Reality Bender (Power [4], Size [3], Functionality [2], Fuel [5])
Charge Left: 82%
Power Cord (Power [4], Size [4], Functionality [6], Fuel [3])
Charge Left: 100%
Dragnar
Health: Fine
Inventory: Simple Tools, 2 Canisters of Cheap Oil [40/40], Nanite Factory, Some Mechanical Parts, A Lot of Computer Parts, Some Scrap Metal, Stasis Disk, Active AI Library, Some Mind Control Soda
Creations: Nanite Factory (Power [4], Size [4], Functionality [3], Fuel [3])
Moderately Damaged
Fuel Left: 90/100
Stasis Disk (Power [1], Size [4], Functionality [2], Fuel [6])
Charge Left: ∞
AI Library/Tux Communicator (Power [6], Size [4], Functionality [6], Fuel [2], Intelligence [6])
Charge Left: 73%
Supercar (Power [5], Size [4], Functionality [5], Fuel [5])
Fuel Left: 98/100
- Mini-Missiles (Power [4], Size [2], Functionality [3], Fuel [3])
Missiles Left: 20/20
Drone Swarm (Power [6], Size [1], Functionality [4], Fuel [5])
Charge Left: 100%
Littleweed Petalbug
Health: Head: Slightly Wounded
Inventory: Simple Tools, 2 Bags of Food [30/40], Skarmee AI Box, Skarmee Comm Device, A Lot of Modified Organs, Mechanical Parts, Some Scrap Metal, Some Computer Parts
Creations: Skarmee Comm Device (Power [1], Size [2], Functionality [6], Fuel [3])
Charge Left: 100%
Skarmee v2 (Power [4], Size [3], Functionality [1], Fuel [4], Intelligence [4])
Food Left: 95/100
Shurelia
Health: Fine
Inventory: Simple Tools, Mechanical Legs, Scrap Metal
Creations: Mechanical Legs (Power [4], Size [3], Functionality [3], Fuel [4])
Left Leg: Moderately Damaged
Charge Left: 90%
Background Roll [2]: Nobody's interested in the battle anymore.
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NPC's
Come on.
[4] The Captain continues arguing with the guard for a few minutes, until the doors open and a very human-like construct walks out, eyebrows raised.
' Frederik, I will handle this. Run along, now.' she says, placing a hand on the guard's shoulder, who falls on his knees with a nasty crack of bone. Holding his arm, the man staggers back inside.
[5] The bot then simply nods to the Captain, but makes his way swiftly to the trooper behind him - Andriy the tech expert. ' Let me see you, dear. Hmh.. you're a bit too bland for their tastes, but I suppose you could go in. And who's this?' she continues, moving to a random trooper. ' You're a pretty young thing, aren't you? Go in, go in.'
Then to Nirur, taking a good grip of his head and throwing it around. ' Ugh, no, you're way too old, can't go there. Just turn back now. And y-' before she can continue, the Captain cuts in. ' They're all with me, and they're coming in as well. Understood?'
' Hmh, fine, fine. Just tell him who's to blame when they start complaining that their paradise has been invaded.'
You head for the doors, following the Captain closely. A lavishly-decorated corridor awaits you, the music coming closer every step you take. After navigating your way through half a dozen more such things, you arrive at a pair of glass doors the bot pushes open. The sight is not what most of the group expected, to say at least.
The room - no, hall - is massive, most likely reaching from one edge of the skyscraper to the other, which is perhaps even one of the largest in the city, and continuing to other floors as well. The hall should be dark, but is constantly lighted up by hundreds of different kinds of spotlights, lamps and even candles. The music is almost painfully loud here. The space is taken up by thousands of people - some lying relaxed on chairs or on the floor, some moving around or chatting with others. Accompanying them is atleast a few hundred dancers and performers, of both genders, and most wearing very little clothing, leaving nothing to imagination. Above their heads, little servant bots and maintenance drones buzz from place to place. Smoke spirals around in the hall, lazily making itself towards the ceiling from thousands of different sources
This... is how the upper classes spend their days?
In the middle of the hall rises from the sea of people a vast hill-like structure of red and gold, like the throne of a giant king. Small bridges from the many entrances to the hall lead there, guarded by serious-looking men with powerful-looking guns, keeping their eyes fixed away from the masses around them.
[3] As the rest of the group stand and stare in open astonishment, the Captain and the bot begin to make their way towards the nearest bridge. A few soldiers hurry after her, but most of them begin moving slowly towards the sea of nobles and performers below, the mission completely forgotten.
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((Wall of text much, but oh well. Have fun in there, Nirur.))