#Pod System Devices

[michaela-o]

Hey ya all! Here's a thing i had in mind about how a tutorial written by decepticons on how to capture a human would look like :D

Enjoy!🧡✨️

Decepticon Recommendation: How to capture a human

Objective:

Humans are physically fragile but resourceful and quick to flee when threatened. A successful capture requires precision, intimidation, and a deep understanding of their weaknesses. The objective is to immobilize them efficiently while instilling fear, ensuring no damage that might render them unusable or dead unless necessary.

1. SCOUT AND ISOLATE THE TARGET

The first step in capturing a human is separating them from their support systems and escape routes.

• Identify solitude opportunities: Humans are most vulnerable when alone or in small groups. Wait until the target is isolated—walking in the dark, separated from a crowd or traveling in a vehicle through a remote area.

• Cut off communication: Humans rely heavily on their communication devices (phones, radios). Disable these devices first, either by emitting an electromagnetic pulse jamming their signal ir straight up crushing the device. With no way to call for help, their panic will increase.

• Block their escape routes: Humans are agile in confined spaces but slow in open terrain compared to a Cybertronian. Use the environment to your advantage by cornering them. Block off exits with your size, speed, or tools like energy barriers to force them into a limited area.

2. INSTILL FEAR AND CONFUSION

Humans respond predictably to fear. A frightened target is less coordinated and more likely to make mistakes.

• Make a show of power: Land heavily, crush nearby objects, or generate loud, reverberating sounds to assert your dominance. The more you appear as an unstoppable force, the quicker they will give up resistance.

• Use sudden movements: Humans are startled by abrupt changes in their environment. Appear out of nowhere, shift from stillness to speed instantly, or make sudden lunges to disorient them.

• Speak in a threatening manner: Use their language, but distort it to sound mechanical or predatory. Tell them what awaits if they resist, ensuring your tone conveys inevitability.

3. IMMOBILIZE THEM WITHOUT LETHALITY

Humans are painfully fragile. Overestimating their durability could render them unusable for sale or other purposes.

• Deploy restraints: Use non-lethal restraints like energy nets, magnetic tethers, or adhesive traps to immobilize them quickly. Avoid physical contact unless absolutely necessary, as their unpredictability can lead to unnecessary complications.

• Target mobility first: Humans heavily rely on their legs for escape. Immobilizing their lower body—through stunning their legs or pinning them to the ground—will neutralize their primary means of escape.

• Minimize struggle: If the human resists, use tools that apply pressure without causing harm. For instance, magnetic cuffs or a localized stasis field will incapacitate them without lasting damage.

5. ENSURE SECURE TRANSPORT

Once the human is captured, the transport phase is critical to ensure no escape attempts.

• Enclose the target: Humans are adept at exploiting even the smallest weaknesses in containment. Place them in an energy field, sealed pod, or reinforced cage to ensure they cannot interfere with your systems.

• Suppress movement: Even restrained humans can be disruptive. Induce a state of stasis by muzzling them, covering their helm or sedation to keep them docile during transport.

6. IF RESISTANCE PERSISTS

Should the human continue to resist, escalate your methods to assert dominance and ensure submission.

• Induce pain: Humans are highly sensitive to pain. A brief, non-lethal application of pressure or energy can quickly deter further resistance. For example, an electrical shock or tightening restraint will subdue most individuals.

• Make an example: If capturing multiple humans, ensure the others see the consequences of resistance. This will discourage further defiance.

• Break their will: Use psychological tactics such as threatening their loved ones or showing them the consequences of defiance through holographic projections or live displays of power.

KEY REMINDERS

• Avoid unnecessary damage: As stated above, dead or severely injured human is less useful for experimentation for they will last much less and are hard to sold on the black market for solid fortune.

• Control the narrative: Ensure the human understands their helplessness and that resistance will only lead to greater suffering.

"A human’s strength lies in their fragile belief in survival. Crush that belief, and their submission will follow." - decepticons

( lemme know if you would like me to make an Autobot version aswell !! :DD )

[treasurechestsubs]

Mo Dao Zu Shi Audio Drama S1 Extra - Lotus Seed Pod English Subbed

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[siremasterlawrence]

Captain America: The First Vigilante

Steve Rodger’s AKA The Great, Old, and the wise Captain America is frozen alive under a secret government building base in a private section area a allotted area that I work for and you know it as Area 431 and yes it’s true main purpose is exactly as you hear, Something insane is about to occur once more as I manage to hack in to the system flipping the switch off as the entire area isshutting down completely leaving me to beAble to free rein over his ass and I press the elevator button. The sound of the elevator bings loudly the shaft is hitting the basement floor as the doors slide open welcoming me with a cold,steel and empty hall way as I speed up the time racing my way to the last door in the back area grabbing the key card I stole far abovemy pay grade. Swiping it to the side of the room the alarm the beep goes off I am in watching the lights flip on all of the machines are older then me and some how still managing to keep this old fart alive for decades. Captain America stood frozen like a popsicle for eighty plus years wasting away when he could make such good use for someone like me and well I’ll take some ideas from that joker fellow in Gotham and re-engineer his brainwaves to my liking I think pushing a medical slate by the cryo chamber for him,Something is off thought when I finally get to the right key the pod pops open forcing gravity to take effect as his body tumblesto on top of the slate face forward giving me access to shift the slate out of the room and in to the hall way we make it a few feet down in to the lab. The room is gigantic far compared to the width of the building as I place a small device in the center of the room pressing it it it automatically on its own explodes doubling by leaps and bounds till it encompasses the whole room including us and Steve is scanned and his brain is now mapped and altered. I watch in shock, awe and victory at his brain scans showingwhat a man he was still pretty modern for what it is all I had to do was unleash his owninner demons as we place pads on his facewhile the machine gets to work his eyes close leaving him in rem state how world opens up.

“Welcome to rem sleep Steve”

“Who are you?”

“Take a deep breath! We are going down memory lane.”

“Remember! True Steve!”

“Your life is a lie “

“Everything you know is a lie”

“You were frozen alive by the government “

“You are lying”

“Oh yeah? Why have you been in cryogenic sleep for decades.”

“No! This can’t be true “

“Oh! It is true and I am always correct “

“You are always right “

“I should really Thank Stark”

“Anyway! They let Red Skull escape “

“The war is a distraction “

“You were no hero to them”

“Mere villain”

“Nnnnnooooo”

“Oh Yes!”

“Peggy Carter hates you “

“We had a date “

“She told agreed and sold you out “

“No we both agreed “

“Mwahahahahaha

“You are putting a false narrative “

“Why did she not weep for you? Why did she move on?”

“She never loved me”

“I loved you ! I still do”

“Don’t you know it’s not possible”

“Oh but it is”

“Can’t you remember Steve?”

“Remember what?”

“You in me sneaking off in the background “

“You leaving me for her and forgetting me”

“No! You misunderstood I could never and would never “

“I promise I won’t ever leave you again, you are stuck with me now and forever.”

“Excellent in ten minute space countdown your mind will wipe and be altered as my slave.”

“How wonderful “

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“Welcome back Steve”

“Sorry I was late! Your Captain is here! How may I serve you ?”

The end

[pen-and-umbra]

Here’s a particular detail to wonder about. How does Sephiroth gain access to the Jenova chamber when he arrives at the Mako reactor after pillaging Nibelheim?

We don't see him using any keycards or entering any passwords. There are no mechanical locks or keys to speak of. We don't see him tampering with any remote terminals in the mansion or the reactor itself. There is no indication that he is using voice commands either. He simply says "Mother, I have come for you. Now, open the way for me", and it magically opens after he's dealt with Tifa.

Interestingly, there is an odd device attached in front of the Jenova tube that resembles the entity and appears to be linked to some type of circuitry. When Sephiroth plucks it away, we see tubes and cables rupturing and leaking liquid.

Based on the FFVII Remake, we know that Hojo had extensively experimented with Jenova cells, even imbuing machinery with them, as witnessed at the Drum. The evidence suggests that its organics can, in some cases, interact with various devices.

This raises the question whether Jenova's chamber was connected to the entire reactor complex, or at least the portion housing the test subject pods. If this is true, the phrase "Now, open the way for me" takes on a far more sinister meaning. Even more disturbingly, it raises yet another troubling possibility. Who's to say that if Jenova could tamper with the sealed door, it couldn't also tamper with the pod system? In other words, what if the creature was responsible for the entire alleged "reactor malfunction"?.. [some additional speculation on Jenova being “awake”]

Another potential conspiracy theory emerged immediately after the original game was released. What if Hojo orchestrated the Nibelheim mission? While there is no solid evidence that Hojo or his assistants recently visited the site (the townspeople would have likely noticed the visit or the helicopters heading towards reactor H-pad), Sephiroth goes out of his way to emphasize that the Nibelheim reactor is unique in that it is under Research & Development jurisdiction rather than Urban Development dept.

R&D most likely had a remote monitoring/control system for the chamber environment. Hojo, in particular, has expressed an interest in Palmer's testimony that Sephiroth was seen walking the halls of ShinRA headquarters, famously stating that he would like to see Sephiroth and Aerith produce an offspring.

Later in OG, Hojo was shown to be fascinated by his pet theory of Reunion being played out. As a result, it's not unreasonable to speculate that Hojo may have specifically arranged for Sephiroth to be dispatched to Nibelheim to observe Jenova specimens come into contact and its corollary. If there were security cameras in the Jenova chamber, Hojo might have been able to remotely unlock the door [upon seeing Sephiroth approach].

It is indeed a terrifying possibility that Hojo could be directly responsible for the Nibelheim tragedy. Before Crisis Core and Genesis, In OG, prior to Genesis stuff being introduced, it seemed suspicious to send two top SOLDIER members to a remote and dilapidated reactor to investigate reported monster sightings.

@pen-and-umbra

[carionto]

Nothing is safe from becoming "exciting"

I've read a bunch of HASO stuff and often when I'm writing something I know I'm drawing from a ton of somewheres, to the point where I can't pinpoint anything, it's all a big mush that my brain then spits out here. This one, however, I know was inspired by jpitha's writings, specifically the bit about Gene's High G Gym (I think that's the mostly correct name anyway). Shamelessly shilling their work cuz it's great, go read it!

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Humanity has begun expanding their hold over their native system. Like an insect hive, ships ferry just about everything to and from Earth, building stations both in planetary orbits and around the Sun. Nearly all experimental of some kind - a lot of ideas they couldn't try built up over the thousand years they were isolated.

They do also have countless small space worthy vehicles, nearly all with varying superficial designs and patterns, but also quite a few rather different underlying mechanical principles.

Soon we noticed a lot of activity throughout the entire system not affiliated with any organization or group. Just... individuals and small family units doing their own thing. We quickly gave up trying to categorize such behavior. When we asked, they said:

"Anyone with a license to pilot their craft can go pretty much wherever that isn't restricted. For some places and activities they do need to get a permission first though."

Worryingly lax on account that many of the larger "civilian" craft are still powered by their "Mini-Suns" as they call them.

One particular individual craft got our attention. It created a spike of thermal activity in one region of their Oort Cloud, so one of us went to ask this Human. Abigail was her name:

"Yo space dudes and dudettes, what's up?" Our translators were still incorporating the various Human linguistic peculiarities, but their liaisons are very helpful. We inquired as to what she was doing here so far out.

"Oh you are gonna love it!" another phrase we are learning to be wary of. "Victor, that's this bad boy right here," she affectionately slaps the armrest of her, now that we are closer, disturbingly modified vessel. Is that a second engine cluster bolted on the back? And a... weird exposed device with a large neon label - Space BBQ. We instinctively fear her and her next words. "He and I are making a race track with these here ice cubes. I got this idea when I was a kid, and it is going to be. So. Awesome!"

All of the red flags triggered. Then, Abigail demonstrates by shooting a harpoon claw... thing... at a nearby object the size of a few skyscrapers and begins pulling it towards a cluster of other planetesimals. Normally, these kind of clouds have stabilized over billions of years and each object is thousands and millions of kilometers from one another.

There were dozens stacked so close to each other that you could barely fit an escape pod between in some places. One in particular was surrounded by a small cloud of its own.

"Ooh, that one right there." She enthusiastically pointed out its somewhat flattened ovoid shape. "Doesn't it just scream to you that it wants to be the ultimate doughnut? Hector thinks so, he's my cat by the way - Say hi Hector! [hiss] (Fine, be that way, ya bum) Love that bastard. Anyway, just gotta finish blasting a hole big enough and it'll be the perfect finish line."

Not wanting to hurt our sanity further, we decided to leave her be, but not before she proudly exclaimed over all open channels:

"Remember to tell your folks if they ever wanna race to come here to Abby's Action Asteroids [quick whisper] (trademark pending)! Soon it'll have laser obstacles!"

[conalnghing]

New updates on the conlang!!

In thisnpost i'm going to talk about the name of the language and fauna and flora vocabulary so you have a good idea of what the culture surrounding this language is, and also how im evolving a syllable block writing system and adding determanitives, but here are some boring clarifications of the previous post:

Phonology

A minor change about the sound /ʎ/, as i didnt know it was a different sound from the voiceless palatal lateral fricative (the ipa glyph of which doesnt render on my device💔💔💔). So if you see a /ʎ/ anywhere in posts about this conlang, just remember that it represents the voiceless palatal lateral fricative instead of /ʎ/ :)

Second thing is about the romanization, which i totally forgot to tell you guys about. Heres a list, ipa will be on the left and the romanized form will be on the right:(it has both digraphs and diacritics, so i apologize if its a bit messy and wierd)

Vowels

a - a

ɛ - e

i - i

y - î

ɯ -û

u - u

ə - ê

Consonants

t - t

d - d

k - k

g - g

q - q

ɸ - h

f - f

v - v

ɬ - lh

ʒ - zh

χ - hh

h - ħ

l - l

ʎ - ç

t͡s - ts

t͡ʃ - c

d͡z - dz

end of clarifications!!!

Name of the language

(Image is in the alphabetic syllabary: more on it later)

So far you may have noticed that i havent mentioned the name of this language so far, as i didnt have a name for it yet. But now, i finally have one!! It is:

Hhohulçna (IPA:χɔɸulʎna)

Gloss: air-breathe-AUG (literally "the great language/the powerful language")

I originally went with "Hhohuldzêlhê" (our language) but i felt like it would be a bit too common for a language name and too long for my tastes (even though most of the words in this language are long).

Flora and fauna vocabulary

For starters, Hhohuldzêlhê is from a culture heavily inspired by the Mayans, so of course i had to pick a new-world pre-columbian ecosystem. Some fauna words include:

cê (IPA: t͡ʃə) n.

snake (and also a homophone of "give")

dzlla (IPA: d͡zlːa) n.

fish, swimmer

tsêçtsîlla (IPA: t͡səʎt͡sylːa) n.

Gloss: hair-sharp.pointy (from "tsêç", "hair", and "tsîlla", "sharp, like a needle")

hagê (IPA: ɸagə) n.

squirrel

du (IPA: du) n.

jaguar, riddle, puzzle

qahhu (IPA: qaχu) n.

tapir (from the sound of a tapir)

Some flora words include:

hêlla (IPA: ɸəlːa) n.

vanilla, seed pod

kû (IPA: kɯ) n.

guava, rind

te (IPA: tɛ) n.

sweet potato

dê (IPA: də) n.

red chili, chili

tolla (IPA: tɔlːa) n.

green chili

tovê (IPA: tɔvə) n.

corn

These words are mainly concerned with food sources (turkey, armadillo, peccary, tapir, all the edible plants) and jaguar, which evolved to mean something that is considered dangerous or unpredictable, and later confusing. It's because of this that "jaguar" also means "puzzle, riddle", and later for problems (as in something to be answered) and rarely, an affix for words to make them dangerous or confusing (sort of like the augumentative affix but only for these two uses)

A lot of the animal words are derived from their sounds (or as close as i could match their sounds with the pheonemes i had and fitting the CV syllable structure), and the plant names are mostly random.

Script evolution

The language is now currently seperated into 3 stages: Proto Hhohulçna, Old Hhohulçna (which i have been using so far) and Classical Hhohulçna (the current language in my world, but i havent evolved most of the vocabulary to this point yet). Starting from here, i'll refer to them as PH, OH and CH respectively. I'll talk more about each of them in a later post, but right now ill focus on OH spelling rules.

In OH, if a consonant does not have a vowel after it, it takes on the dummy vowel "ê" in writing. Long consonants are written by either duplicating a character or adding the lenghthening mark (𠃍) below the character itself.

In between OH and CH, people started to add syllables belonging to dummy vowels above the block if the consonant was an onset, and after if it was a coda. In the above image is written "qê.lî-f.llo-cc", with "-f" and "-cc" written as stretched characters to the right of the main character.

Again, to save space, people lopped off the tops and bottoms of the consonant characters, creating an alphabetic syllabary.

An optional reading aid is for long consonants to add on an extra consonant to the syllable block before it, if it does not already have a coda:

As in "dzênnelho" (earn pay or a reward, gain food), it can be written as either "dzê.nne.lho" or as "dzên.nne.lho".

In the time of CH, word dividing has still remained basically the same out of tradition, even as paper became more easily mass-produced. Words with spaces are commonly seen on monuments for greater visiblity, or on official documents and work documents due to it's past connotation with royalty and formality. Words with dividing marks in the character itself remain the writing method of choice, due to higher information per amount of area and used on casual writings.

Both of these writing methods may appear on inscriptions, depending on aesthetics and the amount of space. For example, a lintel above a small doorway may use the spaceless "informal" text, while an inscription carved onto the walls may use the spaced "formal" text.

Besides different ways to seperate words from one another, this script is also unique in the fact that it uses determanitives. These determinatives reuse the original meanings of the syllable blocks, so the writer may add marks (commonly four strokes on the top, bottom or side of the determinative, indicating the bottom of the syllable "dzê", the first syllable of the word "dzlhê", meaning "to be like") to indicate that its not supposed to be read, or the reader may need to assume if the word has a determinative attached to it.

The determinatives appeared to solve one very annoying problem: as the language evolved into OH, some words became identical or almost identical, requiring determinatives to tell them apart.

The appearance of determinatives also changed the writing system a lot. Instead of writing the full word out (for example, hhoqûtsêqol, meaning bridge or solution. Written out as "hho.qû.tsê.qo.lê" in OH), the writer could write the start and end of a word, plus any other identifying syllable and a related determinative.

So instead of writing out all 5 complicated syllable blocks of "hhoqûtsêqol", one could instead write "hho.qo.lê" and add the determinative for "water" or for "stream".

Very long and complicated post today!! Hope it wasn't too confusing. I'll talk about some basic name derivation next time!!!

[thisuserislilsilly]

Summary: The call of a Primarch is not an easy thing to dismiss, from the farthest reaches of the galaxy, Neran will be heard

Genre: Action/drama/thriller

Pairing: None (reunion of Painless Mutes)

TW: Foul language, blood, gore, long monologue, cringe alert bcs of that (?)

Goblin tag squad: @cardinalcanis @finchly-tintinnabulation @artemisareia

@echo-of-damnation @meervalv0 @jaghatai-khock

@druidwolf21

And then, there was sound

It was time. Neran returned to the place he once called home and strolled slowly through the hallways, his eyes looking at the empty dusty tables, the empty pods with their humming lights, the candles lightening the rooms where there was no electricity, the barracks and long forgotten training fields. Everything was ready, everything was just how they had left it when they had to forcefully abandon a lifetime of plans, of machinations and schemes for hiding in plain sight, for rejecting what they were and be ripped from the history of Mankind.

Nevermore.

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Lundez never felt safe doing these kinds of jobs, delivering packages on Necromunda was one thing, delivering people from one planet to the other was a completely different thing entirely. So far it had gone smoothly, the group had kept their cool and had obeyed what the woman had said without any doubt; hiding whenever a searchlight was upon them, keeping quiet as they approached populated areas, letting her do the talking to their employers and the intermediaries they used, it was turning out to be one of those uneventful journeys which only would be remembered by how slow the pace had been.

There was certain weirdness, though, that Lundez couldn't exactly pinpoint about the whole group; despite paying to be transported all at once, none of those hundred folk seemed to like each other or even know one another, never speaking between them, only letting a few robed individuals do the talking and telling them what to do, they hid their faces behind facial masks that were supposedly used because of a strange deformity and none seemed to speak Low Gothic, only a butchered version of the local slang which at times proved to be cumbersome to communicate. As a whole they wished to be called "Heralds of the Times" and nothing else, no particular names to distinguish individuals from the group or any distinctive features that could split the group.

The world they had chosen to be transported to had more of those unsettling implications if Lundez had stopped to think about it, A2-4 also known as "Alfur" had been a death world since the times of the Great Crusade; the surface of the planet was cold, with winds so strong no construction could be built in the entire planet, so far away from the sun in the center of the system scientist were still arguing about how any lifeform could've possibly lived there. Now these lunatic freaks wanted to travel there from Necromunda, six sectors away from it, a trip so big and large the tides of the Warp didn't even connect the two systems; forcing the Navigators to jump through space hoops and taking detours just to be in range of it. When faced with the choice of picking any other system and planet to be their final destination, the group had turned rude and for the first time he saw frowns in the faces of the otherwise ever neutral Heralds faces, "We must go there, it is not a choice, it is a call" was all of what they answered about the subject, any attempts to bring the topic up again was replied with the same phrase like it had been practiced specifically to be used in those situations; odd, so very odd folks.

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The vox-caster sprung to life once again, the circuits of old whirring the long disconnected connections through the crude fixes the demigod had designed. As the static disturbed the quiet around, Neran got away from the device, sighed and began to speak in a slow and calm tone.

"I remember my father watching over me, seeking for what could've become of his son after so much lost time between us, would I have developed new abilities like Magnus? Would I reveal to him a hidden empire like Roboute at the time of his discovery? Would I hate him, like Angron and so many others had done? I felt his gaze upon me, inquisitive, analyzing the very core of my heart. I remember I smiled to him, consciously, mentally ordering the muscles on my face to do the motion after understanding it's meaning by seeing people do so to others.

It horrified him, not in a disgusting way one would see the fear of the unknown, it was the fear of the familiar, of the reflection of the darkest thoughts of one mind. He stood up and a tear began to roll down his cheek, the Emperor then spoke of the purpose of my creation, of why I was this way; he spoke of a unimaginable threat that would plague the galaxy, that already spread across the stars as Humanity rekindled old connections and outposts and that I, with Magnus, had been the primary responses to it, the ones that would defend humanity from the immaterial as our brothers defended the material realm..."

Neran voice shook slightly; he coughed to correct his mind, to control the impulses; then with a pause of a minute, he continued speaking.

"I wanted to believe that, to this day when I remember that meeting I wish I had been naive, easily manipulated by him...but what had happened in the planet that saw me grow had hardened my heart, it had made me the...odd Primarch my sons have known me as. I saw the lie through the Emperor speech, I saw how he mentally suggested himself to be...sad, to show regret and remorse in his goal of moving my own heart, to open myself up to him and pledge my alliance to him. I could not, it wasn't because of the lies nor because I don't believe that His cause in favor of Humanity isn't laudable; it is because he did not made me as a resourceful asset to explode; I was the flaw, the experiment that instead of offering the Emperor a true "Blank" to use against the Daemons of the Warp, he created a Blank human being, stripped away of the human connections that tie our race to one another and allow mistakes to happen and sins to endure generations; Lorgar committed the sin of worshipping our Father, the Imperium followed his footsteps with the Imperial cult. Cycles, cycles that my creation broke.

As he saw I was not going to be convinced with words, the Emperor left the room; he left me alone with my thoughts and my loneliness. I sat there, looking at the void, the emptiness I had inside myself, the nothing that was my existence and pondered. I saw how I could help him, how I could be his agent and do his will without the strings attached that he would have put on me and how I could serve the Imperium. The firstborn sons were already in my hands, given as an army for me to lead, a gift from the Emperor in exchange of a pact of fealty that I would later break; I saw the chance, the opening that allowed me to make things right.

I did not create my legion, the Emperor did, with his genetic blueprint, his mind and his soul. I could not be a father to them, I could not teach them the lessons they needed; all I could do was command them and use their skills, I knew that if the Emperor had designed them with such efficiency, then I was supposed to use them as he had intended. But then, I refused, I was the first heretic, the one who did not do as he was told. I cared for them, taught them how to be silent yet I never showed my face, I was a figure, a shadow and nothing else.

But I was a better father than the Emperor have been for me, even if my face was shrouded and just the veterans could see my semblance; I cared for them, I protected them. The Emperor saw this, saw how I had begun to love my children as a father would do and sought to take them away from me. I refused, and this time, not as a heretic, but as a loving son, a loving father. I saw my Father's lies and manipulations, he had used his sons as pawns to play and conquer a galaxy, his selfishness and lust for power was the very bane of our existence, of the Empire he was creating. Then Russ came, his Wolves backed up by the accusations of my heart growing cold to Mankind, to the "misuse" of the assets that were given to me; he saw my sons that way, as pawns, I embraced our failures of our incapacity to feel pain, the Emperor saw it as a mistake, an aberration to be corrected. The Wolves attacked, I defended, we were not prepared for the betrayal of our brothers, for the first time in my life, the feeling of betrayal filled my heart. I was angry, hurt, saddened and betrayed; the Wolves, the sons of Russ had no idea what had done to me, to them. I felt, at that moment, the first emotion of my entire life. It was the most beautiful experience I had ever lived, a revelation, a wonder, a joy that was worth the years spent as a soulless vessel.

Then, it was a massacre."

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The ship trembled with a sudden stop, the inertial dampeners could barely handle the impact, the crew were tossed around, the lights died, the emergency alarms sprung to life and the red lights illuminated the corridors.

"All hands report in!" Lundez heard the commotion outside, seeing the giant void in the middle of the star system they had just arrived in "All hands present, no damage!" "Sensors are off-line! We can't see anything!" "We lost engines, they were knocked out, no power at all!" "We have to land on the surface, the only option we have is to…" "We are here" The voice of one of the robed individuals interrupted the chaos "What in the Emperor's name are you talking about!?!? Get your people to brace for impact before-!" "Our pilgrimage…is at it's end…"

Lunes looked the robbed figure up and down, they were crazier than she initially thought, there was no way the ship would land on the surface, let alone find a safe enough landing point without the sensors. The world they were going to land on didn't even have any kind of settlement, a barren world with nothing of interest, no minerals, no resources, nothing of value; it was a dead world, the congregation had brought them to a soulless end of the galaxy. "No, no, we are not doing any kind of-"

Then something crashed against the ship. Lundez saw total darkness and then…nothing at all.

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"…They had no idea of what was going on, my Father was trying to stop me, using his Wolves to kill my children, to rip away from me what he had given me. He could've stopped them, killed them and destroy them all. I embraced my sons, then had to make this painful sacrifice; to depart from them, to spread our legion through the stars and His dominion so we wouldn't be destroyed, so we could one day unite as a whole and take back what had been stolen from us. Now the Imperium is again in need for us, when the spirits have been in turmoil for too long, when Humanity war against itself has split it into a million pieces easily picked apart by the Xeno and the heretic we must rise again, we must show ourselves again to lead the Imperium and Humanity to a new age. Let us come, then, as a family again. I call to you all, my sons, I beckon to the stars my love, my longing for all the centuries we have been apart; come back to me, embrace me again as we were meant to. For this time, no force in the galaxy will separate us, no one will steal our future again and no one will deny us our destiny.

Let the Mutes speak again, let the Painless feel anguish once more. My Legion, come to me, my Children, answer my call, it is time."

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The darkness around her was not as eternal as she had previously thought, she was still alive, the ship was intact, the lights were still on and she was still one of the quarters. She heard the voices outside, the roars of the engines coming back to life and the sounds of the crew running across the corridors, everything was fine. Nothing made sense anymore, it felt as a dream, a bad trip or maybe the result of drinking too much amasec before going to bed; the journey, the ship, the people she had transported, everything was a blur, a memory that didn't fit right. Then the ship trembled, something hit it and the darkness returned for an instance, then all went back to normal as if nothing had happened.

"The time is now, Lundez" The voice whispered behind her, the same voice that had to try and calm her down when the ship was going to crash.

She saw the stranger smiling, a wicked smile that didn't look right, his eyes were not looking at her, but behind her. Lundez turned and saw the black, endless space filled with the glittering light of the stars and a grey, tall figure watching them bot with piercing black eyes. An Astartes with no insignia, no colors, no distinctive features of a Chapter or a legion. A blank slate. Only then did Lundez noticed what had happened. "It…was a ship…and we didn't crash…we were just…picked up" The smuggler slowly connected the dots in her head as she looked around; there was chatter over a thousand Vox-casters, all reporting of advances and reunion places on the barren planet that had caused her ship to go silent. She weakly stood up, coursing through the strange giant ship, robed individuals went from place to place attending data ports or assisting other Astartes with the same characteristics as the one she had seen before. Over half an hour she wandered through the maze of a ship until she found some empty human quarters, with her head spinning and her chest surprisingly light, the dreams of that long rest showed nothing but a pale giant holding her hand as they walked a path so beautiful Lundez knew it had been pulled straight from her imagination.

The sound of the ship loudly shaking and settling in place, coupled by the chatter of the robed strangers descending from their transport brought her back from her trance; the voice of the Astartes, the leader of this strange group, was transmitted through the vox-casters. It was oddly soothing, calm, inexpressive. Lundez covered her eyes as the triplets suns of the system flashed their lights right at her face. In a nearby little hill Lundez saw him, the pale giant of her dreams, placing a hand on the head of the Astartes and with the other "blessing" the robed figures kneeling before him. She walked towards the scene, like hypnotized by the unique and foreign custom, when a single question formed on her lips as she approached the giant.

"Who are you?" Lundez asked, fearing the answer. "We are the Mutes, we are the Blanks" Neran answered "I am Neran Solticence and this is the beginning of a new era for Mankind. Thank you for having brought my children to me, miss Lundez" "You…you know my name?" She spoke with her jaw dropping in awe "You dreamed of me when you met my sons, did you not?" Neran smiled At that moment, Lundez felt nothing more than pure bliss, any other emotion, worry, thought, distraction her mind could had come up with faded away. She knelt just like the others and professed her wish to join the Heralds of Time. Neran flock grew, and the Hollowgrace saw that it was good.

[nova-gt]

Wandering Fortress (Pt. 1/2)

Post-apocalypse, far off in the future as the world has recovered, cities in ruin and life flourishing in every corner of the world once more. Humanity is nowhere to be seen, whatever happened to them is only speculation from what little evidence was left behind, or has lasted this long. A lone machine, a wandering fortress created to house and protect humanity, covered in overgrowth and bits of rust, the soft creaking of mechanical parts with each step. Has it ever even encountered a human within its existence? Or was it activated after the fall? Whatever the case, it wanders alone now, with programming plaguing its isolated thoughts, a demand that can never be fulfilled. On an uneventful morning, a signal, soft and broken, is caught by the machine. It was unlike any it had heard before. While there were other metal beasts that roamed about, each with their own outdated objectives, this was new.

Unfamiliar. The fortress ambles towards its call, a curious feeling driving it forward. When it reaches the source, it finds a small pod, covered in overgrowth. A metal exterior with vines wrapping around it, and a glass ceiling that appears to have been shattered, a closer inspection from the titan shows that it had been broken from the inside. Its limbs creak as it draws closer to the foreign object, its processor slow to conjure information from the deep recesses of its data. It seems to jolt at the information when it finally comes through, a cryopod. Its investigation instantly increased in intensity as it scanned the scene, picking up whatever bits and pieces it could gather. One thing stood out from the rest, hidden in the foliage, among the grass and ferns, footprints. Distinctly human footprints. It chortles out clicks and whirs from speakers that hadn't been used since its creation, a foreign sense of...excitement? Joy? An overwhelming feeling as it is wrapped up in the ecstasy of this discovery, a human, alive! It's system's once pointless purpose could be fulfilled! However, a sense of urgency quickly overtakes the joyful mood. The human is alone, unprotected! It needs to find them, before any harm can befall them, it will not allow this hope to be ripped away so quickly. As swiftly as its rust-riddled limbs allow, the machine carries after the clumsy footprints that litter the mud.

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You find yourself wandering the wilderness alone, confused as your sleep-muddled mind starts to shake off the remnants of rest. You’d been "awake" for a few days now, confused and groggy after the cryopod finally gave out, stirring you from your artificial slumber.

The first two days, you remained close to the device, confused and afraid of the unfamiliar surroundings to go very far.

However, your needs pushed you forward, forced to venture into the unknown to find food and water, as well as any information they could gather.

There was little to find from the pod alone, its interior was the only part that had any surviving paint. The seemingly random placement didn’t seem intentional, lost perhaps?

The dense fog that clouded your mind did little to assist, memories either blurry or completely absent from its place. Whatever the case, it wasn’t going to help you right now.

 

As you carry on, the shapes of long forgotten buildings and overgrown towers come into view. The rubble covered ground was lush with green, as you find yourself scuttering through the seemingly vacant city.

It felt peaceful, but in a deceptive way. Like sitting a top a raft in a vast ocean.

The sudden feeling of isolation, the realization that you are simply gazing at the surface of this place, the understanding that you don’t know the extent of what exists here.

This uneasy feeling isn’t going to stop the hunger gnawing at your insides though, as you sift through the foliage in hopes of something edible.

Maybe it was the loud shaking of brush being moved by your hand, or the cacophony of noises from birds that accompanied the late morning, but you find yourself suddenly pulled from your musings as a distant creaking sound becomes more prevalent.

The foul sting of fear makes itself known within your chest, as you hastily scan the environment for the source of that foreign noise.

Panicked, you scramble to find a place amongst the rubble to hide away, finding a nook within the concrete covered in forbes, fronds, and creeping plants.  

Not soon after, a massive metal creature comes into view, the titan seeming to still after a moment or two. It doesn’t have a tangible face, its structure is boxy and alien, but you can practically feel its sight pin you down. 

 A stand-off, where both parties remain frozen in place as they attempt to gauge each other's reaction.

Unbeknownst to you, the machine can almost feel a weight lift from it’s impossibly heavy body. 

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The human, they’re here! They’re okay!

Its senses hone in on the organic lifeform, picking up whatever details it can from its aged sensors.

A few moments pass with no movement from either party, until the machine takes a grinding step forward.

This seems to do something, as the human immediately flinches back, like a startled hare spotting a fox.

The metal titan instantly freezes once more, the realization that the human is…fearful of it…it does not sit well within its processor.

The fortress wants nothing more than to delicately scoop up the lifeform in its tarnished appendages and squirrel them within its own interior, to settle its coding by protecting the human from the unfamiliar world that they were so abruptly thrown into.

But it knows that it can’t do that right now, no matter how much its coding writhes in demand that it be done.

The human looks about ready to bolt, and the rusted and vegetation-covered machine knows it wouldn’t be able to catch up, even if it was in its prime.

While it could certainly pursue the human, to have them out of its sight could lead to something harmful finding its way into their path.

No, it will not allow that. It has been patiently waiting for its entire life, it could wait a few more minutes. As carefully as it could, the titans' limbs creak in protest as it settles on the ground. Small clouds of dust dislodge from the space beneath it, as the steel finds its place atop the broken concrete.

The soft rumbling of mechanical parts was all that could be heard over the sounds of nature.

It felt similar to how a dog might lay down to comfort a small animal, the human’s shaking seemingly to ebb away by the gesture.

It didn’t dare move, seemingly content to watch the human instead. 

[osmos-iv]

Murder Drones Theories/Observations !!!

I'm sure any Murder Drones fans(myself included) are excited for the final episodes to be released soon! But, I've made some observations from the currently existing episodes that I'm not sure if anyone has brought up yet. Here are my points!

(Brace yourself, this may get lengthy)

Let's get into the longer stuff first. In episode 5, we are taken into N's memories and see what life was like for them while they worked for Tessa's rich family. I think it's worth noting that the disassembly drones that we know in the present time have yellow eyes. However, in these past memories, they have white eyes.

Pay attention to the glow of the eyes, since it can get difficult to tell sometimes. Even if the yellow appears white sometimes, you can see the blurred yellow glow if you look closely. Here's a better comparison with past CYN and N:

Maybe they(N, J, and V) haven't become disassembly drones yet? Honestly I don't think we even know what a disassembly drone is. Actually wait, N actually says exactly that: "Aren't you worried we have no idea what we even are?!" (from episode 3, time 4:22)

On the subject of eyes, I see people commonly confusing some colours with others. Doll has orange eyes, and Alice's eye colour sits somewhere in between Doll's colour and the disassembly drone colour.

Idk it's like a copper?? Or they're the same and Doll's eyes are just dimmer than Alice's. The point is, they don't have yellow eyes. I'm mentioning this because the only drones we've seen associated with the colour yellow are the disassembly drones. Moving on!

At the end of episode 1, the last shot we see is this:

You can probably see that this resembles the symbol of the absolute solver. Of course, I don't know what these devices are - satellites, cannons, or even landing pods or whatever - but this makes me think that the solver originates from off the planet and operates remotely. Additionally, it's been said that the Absolute Solver "took CYN as a host". So CYN and the Solver are not the same; they are separate entities. Or at least, they were. (We don't see CYN acting as a normal drone at any point, only as taken over by Solver.)

+ Other small details I noticed!

1- The lace headpiece that J, V, and CYN wear in episode 5 all have eyeball patterns on them. (resembling the Solver's signature tubular eye cameras)

2- The binary code around the window says "01101110 1110101 1101100 1101100". Using a conversion site translates it to "null"

3- The Copper system appears to be the furthest from Earth(based on what is shown), and at least 2 colonized planets excluding Copper 9 have been taken over by Solver. Earth has also been taken over/destroyed by the Solver.

(the distance shown is not accurate to distance between planets, these are merely how I put the separate frames next to each other)

4- V is a zombie drone? Her eye screen displayed a 'Fatal Error' message earlier in episode 5 like other drones in the library, after which she ends up sporting the same wings and crazed state that Uzi had in episode 4.

Adding onto this, while she is in her zombie mode her lights are yellow. After Uzi hacks into the Solver's body and lets go of V, her eyes are back to white and her behaviour is normal. - This is visible from a little before 18:00 mins. into episode 5 and the seconds that follow.

5- Tessa and CYN have the same hairstyle.

I don't personally think this holds deeper meaning, since it's said that Tessa gives her favourite drones their hair. Oh I just noticed, CYN has the bow too!

6- The doll that CYN disassembles.

I don't understand why this was shown in great focus in episode 5. The only thing I can possibly think of is that it implies that the Solver can take control of biological beings, like humans? I'm not really convinced on this, but this and my previous observation about CYN and Tessa could add on to the theory that's been going around that Tessa is being controlled by the Solver. Maybe if we saw present Tessa with her helmet off we could se what colour her eyes are?

lol jk I know the humans being silhouettes is a stylistic choice.

And that's the end! Feel free to correct me or add on to anything I've theorized about here.

Thanks for reading!

[satancopilotsmytardis]

For your AU question. Space travel fic where one is an alien. Set in the future.

Astronaut Dabi who managed to make it even though his father said it was a stupid dream that he would never achieve Not only does he make it as an astronaut, he ends up on a team that goes on brief missions from their space station to survey different planets for useful resources and to better document everything they can find.

Everything is going fine for about three years until one day Dabi ends up on a planet alone for a very brief scouting mission. He's just popping down to get air, water, and soil samples for this region because it was too dense with jungle foliage for their rovers to get through it. It literally was supposed to take 20 minutes and they followed all the proper procedures. He lands, chit-chatting to the others back at base while he's collecting the samples and being, as Magne says, 'a fucking nerd' about all of the interesting vegetation on the planet. Compress warns him a cloud front is rapidly coming in and he'll need to be back up at base before it hits, so he goes back to his pod. It's literally just bad luck, a freak accident that one of the alien megafauna straight up steps on his pod and strands him there in its own haste to find shelter against the oncoming storm. He's still got communication to the base for a could of days, and based on what he's collected so far, this planet does seem to be habitable to humans if he needs to be here for a little while, and the others should be able to come back down and get him as soon as it stops storming. Okay, this is also not that big of a deal, this is something that happens. He uses his scanners to find a cave system to wait out the storm and turns off his communication device to save power, knowing the others are just a button away if he needs them.

Uh, turns out that cave belonged to a native humanoid species that was previously unregistered. Dabi apologizes to the tall muscular... reptilian?? alien. He looks human in most of his anatomy save for the thick muscular prehensile tail that's twice as long as he is tall, the four fingers and toes on each limb, and the fact that when he opens his mouth it's much larger than it seems with two rows of insanely sharp teeth, extra skin flaps inside and a long forked tongue like a snake. His pale skin also has scales littered across it in patches, and he's nearly eight feet tall. Dabi turns on his universal translator and apologizes for intruding and Shigaraki is amused enough by this little creature that he puts p with him squatting as the tide comes in.

Dabi learns that the storm comes every month on this planet, having to do with the rotation, gravity, and other factors, and usually lasts until the tri-moon comes. He calculates that based on when they know the three moons should be in sight on the surface of this planet and determines that isn't going to be for another three to four weeks. Shigaraki is willing to let him stay and Dabi calls back up to the ship to tell them the situation. It would be very risky to send a pod down through the lightning, so they agree to just keep in touch every two days for timed check-ins to ensure he's alright. And then Dabi gets to spend a month getting to know Shigaraki.

They have a nice time together because Dabi is excited about anything he can learn about and Shigaraki likes having the company he really likes the way Dabi smells. They've been sleeping together (like for warmth and because Shigaraki can't make him a bed of his own while everything is soaked) and Dabi isn't thinking anything of that until during one of his check-ins he is informed by Compress this is a registered species-- it's considered extremely hostile and any planet it's found on is not fit for humans to inhabit because they have a habit of eating them and their skin is weapon-proof (or at least the weapons the scouts are likely to have). Dabi is of course terrified now that he knows and thinks he's being saved until his food runs out. And one night Shigaraki cages him under his bulk and Dabi is certain he's going to die and then nope, oops, turns out Shigaraki thinks that because Dabi smells so good, it must mean that he's a compatible mate and they smash (snake-like biology on that front too 🍆🍆👀)

(bonus) Dabi does get off the planet at the end of the storm, though Shigaraki is very sad to see him go, but Dabi just goes back up to renegotiate his contract, he will become an expert on Shigaraki's species if he's allowed to stay with him for 2-3 months at a time and then come back to base to report his findings afterward. His research ends up getting published and he earns enough to buy out the last of his contract so he can stay with Shig

[dorkwalf]

subnautica au part 12

Tails Pov

Warnings;

I looked up at the sky as the sun goes down, my ears lowering. Amy hasn't returned yet. It been two days. I curl my tails around my belly. Knuckles walks over and places his hand on my head. "She's not back yet."

"Then we'll give her one more day and me and Lulu will go after her." Knuckles say. I whimper scared that Amy might be hurt. Knuckles frowns. "it's okay Amy's a taught chick. She'll be fine."

"True, I just....We don't know what's out in these waters... We don't know if something more dangerous is lurking out there. I mean... we've found seven pods Knuckles....Seven. Each with no survivors."

"Tails I bet things will start to-"

"No." I cut him off "Stop it. I may be twelve but stop treating me like a child. Ive been on missions and in war as much as you have." I watch as knuckles frowns, His purple eyes Dulling at the thought of what we've all gone through.

"I know. I just. Tails your supposed to be a kid. Your supposed to go fly your model airplain after school and go hang out with friends your age."

I frown lowering my ears. "that would be nice....But honestly I'd never trade this life for the world."

Knuckles smiled sadly and weakly jokes, "even if we're stuck on this planet forever?"

"Even if we were stuck in the viod of space forever." i say smiling.

Suddenly we both jump up at the sound of a scream from inside the pod. We quickly open the hatch and climb down only to see Lulu's hair smoking as if Shes been electrocuted and Sonic laying on the floor laughing his quills off.

"What happened?" I ask confused

"Lulu tried to mess with the solar batteries" Sonic chockes out giggling as Lulu caughs out a puff of smoke and smiles.

"But I lived" She states proudly.

everyone chuckles at her words and we all grab some rations. "I think im going to go out and make a bigger base. Sonic would you like to jion me?"

Sonic green eyes found my blue and he smiles. "Sure bro. After all the water in the shallows isn't to bad."

I smile and nod hopping up and grabbing my tank, sonic following behind me. I grin and jump into the water the bubbles floating through the water around me. I look up as sonic dives in and start to swim west. Sonic swim Infront of me challenging me to a race and I grin accepting and racing back against him.

We get to an opening near the edge of the shallows away from the radiation and look to each other in silent agreement that this is where our base should be.

Sonic starts clearing the rocks and plants being hesitant to go too far from me which is understandable. I'm just happy he's in the water and not stuck on the Pod. I grab my building device and start with the main part of the base. Making a hatch and solar system for the base. As soon as it was online I go in and lay out some storage.

Sonic looks through the glass hatch but doesn't enter which surprises me a bit. I come out to see and I giggle, and I see Sonic playing with the shuttle bugs like he did with the choa back home. My ears lower and I smile sadly. I'm so glad my big brother get time to be a kid. He went from war to raising me. He barely had a childhood from the stories I've heard.

I glance back at the base and start adding more and more. The base was pretty big even going out of the shallows a bit. Finally, I was out of Titanium. I sealed the last bit off and came out to find sonic had gathered more but I laugh when I see the acid mushrooms that are in his quills. A little shuttle bug resting on his tank. I swim down cleaning his quill and motioned to go back to the pod. He grins and nods dashing in front of me and laughing racing me back home.

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Pod-Together Day 6 Reveals 2024

Of Soulmates and Assassins [text, audio] (Marvel Cinematic Universe, Marvel, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Hawkeye (Comics)) written by 42donotpanic, performed by rscreighton Summary: Ronin and the Winter Soldier are two assassins in the same system. They cross paths a lot, but usually, they don't interact much. They don't mind; neither of them is particularly interested in getting to know the other. It's just that the universe seems to have other plans for them.

Bend & *Snap* [text, audio] (Stranger Things (TV 2016)) written by artaxlivs, performed by steddiestories Summary: UPS guy is pretty, for sure, those lips, that square jaw? Eddie dreams about sitting on his face, honestly. But it’s not like the cardboard-brown uniform is given away any secrets beyond well toned arms and thick thighs. Oh, man, his thighs? Fuck, Eddie has to force himself not to stare as those little brown shorts ride up on hairy thighs when the guy squats to pick up a box.

on monsters (Star Wars Prequel Trilogy) written by cabezadeperro, performed by korechthonia Summary: Obi-Wan was trained on the finding and killing on monsters. Experience has taught him that the former is always much easier than the latter.

Got You in My Sight (Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types) written by Elthadriel, performed by stargateinmybasement Summary: Echo and Fives haven’t been subtle—Rex doesn’t think they've been trying to be subtle—and he already knows how this will end. They’re a hard pair to want to say no to.

Survival to Flourishing [text, audio] (Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling) written by HadrianPeverellBlack, performed by Mangotart_reads Summary: Harry Potter is raised by his godfathers, Sirius and Remus. This is how everything changes

keep thy friend under thy own life's key (Good Omens (TV)) written by hiddendruid, performed by ReformedTsundere and hiddendruid Summary: The theatre owned by Anathema Device is close to declaring bankruptcy. Crowley and Aziraphale team together in order to save it.

Captain's Log, by Captain Dan "The Fox" Wilds [starting text written by Opalsong, with pensieve podfics by bluedreaming, GodofLaundryBaskets, litra, and MistbornHero] (One Piece (Anime & Manga), All For The Game - Nora Sakavic) Summary: The Fox Pirates pick up a new member in Loguetown before heading to the Grand Line. Nicky says there was some kid in a straw hat climbing the execution platform, glad they set sail before that nonsense went down. Captain's Logs of the Foxhole on its trip to the One Piece.

An Ambiguous Gift: Silver (Star Trek: Deep Space Nine) written by RisalSoran, performed by BardicRavenReads, audio production by OneGoldenRaptor

blood/thirsty (Men's Hockey RPF) written by Robokittens, performed by cosmicanon Summary: Brady hadn't really thought about the logistics of the whole thing. Was it like when some girls get dumped, they get depressed and cut their bangs? Timmy got dumped and … got fangs?

Emojis as a Love Language (방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS) written by strangecobwebs, performed by celli Summary: Hoseok has a crush on Park Jimin from Payroll. He is super chill about it. Really.

rational and level-headed (Dimension 20 (Web Series)) written by travvymybeloved, performed by Poluche Summary: Cody was well-known for his normal and grounded reactions to things. He told himself that frequently. He was good at handling things with grace and poise and wasn’t notorious at all for blowing his shit at the slightest provocation. That was why he was handling being faced with the realization of a lifetime in a rational and level-headed manner. “You’re sitting in your bathtub and eating an ice cream sandwich because you’re sad but don’t have a tub of ice cream?” “I mean, yeah.”

[saberswordseabass]

A Hidden Danger; Know your threat (3.5)

Soldiers began to bolt down a dark metal grated floor. The sturdy, metallic walls creak from a minor gravity difference. One of the soldiers shouted something unintelligible to the recording unit. The wall to their right begins to creak louder and warp from stress.

Blast doors begin to lower, trapping the two soldiers in the corridor as the wall bulges like it was hit by a freight train. The soldiers begin to obviously shake as they lower their helmets over their elongated fox like faces. They raise their laser rifles and steady it at the wall bulging.

After another moment, the wall explodes inward, but no explosive decompression followed. A bulky fox robot with stark white, like star-bleached armor, forced its way through. Lasers streak and sizz in the air as the soldiers begin to pelt the robot.

It seemed unfazed by the lasers, only focusing on them when one managed to shoot it in the optic sensor. The graviton ram of its right arm, hissed as it prepared to operate once again, while it raised its left arm, its fingers arcing with a green energy. The bot begins to march towards them intently.

The graviton ram began to glow with a green field as it launched forward with a wet squelch from the soldiers before the video seems to freeze as the recording device manages to show a soldier in horrible mixture of fused into the wall and crushed under a powerful gravitational force.

"So what are you thinking for lunch? I really want to try this Philly cheesesteak that the captive mentioned." A Ursidain spoke, gently scratching their belly as their unruly clothes suggested pirates.

"Eh, doesn't sound awful. You might have t-" The Taurian companion began to state before a warning light began to flash rapidly.

A warning began to echo from the P.A. system; "Prepare to be boarded! Don't recognize the ship, but it is probably the human savior team from the GC. Give them hell!" The P.A. warned as a few moments later, the ship violently shuttered as the boarding vessel rammed them.

The two pirates were caught off guard and had been knocked into the left side wall. "What the hell is wrong with them? Are they insane?!" The Taurian screamed as they grabbed their weapon. Right as they finish that thought, the wall to their right melts like butter. An intimated robot in height, having to lean down to fight in the hallway designed for Ursidains.

"Command: Give up human now, and your lives may be spared." The bot ordered as its stark white armored glistened in the dull, flickering florescent light. It held two massive clamp hands, like originally designed to carry around the cargo pods, but they were paired with some kind of unknown weapon, but the armored canister attached to it suggested a flame based weapon.

The pirates look at each other as the bot stares unmoving at the two, waiting for a reply. The Ursidain nodded to his Taurian companion before unslinging an old earth shotgun and firing a shot into the bot's ribcage area. "Eat ferrus insect!" The Ursidain roared as the bot stumbled back, its inner working exposed from the 'insect'.

"Hostile action has been taken." The bot spoke as its wide footing managed to stabilize. The bot's orange, almost yellow eyes, begun to rapidly shift color to a cool, icy blue. Its arms raise out, and frost began to coat its flamethrower like barrels. An icy stream connects with both organics. The Ursidain looks relatively unharmed but still affected by the flash freezing of his outer layer of fur and fat. His Taurian companion was not as lucky as half of her right side crystallized from the ice-thrower's very napalm; 'Neptunic Nictro'

The Ursidain rushes to close the gap, firing two more shots into the bot, which finally knocks the bot down onto its back. With another shot to it's fox like head makes the machine go limp.

From this device's recording, the screen begins to get hit with many white particulars, giving the recording a grainy resolution. A much smaller bot began to step through the hole left by its bigger cousin. Their rifle, which was glowing blue from an unknown source. Upon readying the gun at the Ursidain, who noticed it too late, the camera grows more grainy. The camera cuts out as the Ursidain attempts to rush the smaller bot, and a split frame of a blue pulse wave echos from its gun.

A deep-seated anger began to fill room, as all recording on each screen paused at a gruesome death. A dull grey fur inquistor sat at a desk in front of the screens. "I've spent 70 years making sure Octarus does not awaken. It is a massive threat to not just us, but all of the GC, if allowed, to get fully operational... again." Gloved hands gently rub the inquistor's face. "And if word gets out that we are the cause, that could cause an end to us, not just as an empire but also a species if what the GC did to the majority of humanity is to be noted."

"Get me on the line with Quilx." The old inquistor spoke to his help, who rushes off, only to return a moment later. "What's wrong?" The older inquistor asks as a worried frown fills his graying brow.

"Sir, Quilx has made a ground expedition to the planet where he believes Octarus' forces have been coming from." That made the old inquistor shoot up, only to grip his chest with a pained expersion. His body was old and failing as he was reaching a century in his Inquisitoral duties.

The help rushed to him before he shooed them away with another pained grunt. "Quilx will die if he steps foot on that planet! Warn him immediately to change his course of operations." The old inquistor gasped as his body forced him back down onto his padded chair.

"Maker, why?" The old inquistor gasped quietly to himself as he stared into space with horror of first-hand experience.

Decided to try another approach to this. I hope you enjoyed it! C&C is very much welcome and appreciated! Again, thank @wolven91 for creating this amazing universe to allow me to create this weird word soup :>

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18:18 GMT

[18:17] ARKAngel has started a call.

The incoming call alert had woken him up. Miles sat up with a start and nearly fell on his face as he climbed out of bed. He scrambled to the computer and clicked on the green ‘accept’ button displayed on the screen. It was a video call, with Maria’s face showing signs of fatigue and stress as she was manipulating the touch controls of a console. From what he could gather, it seemed as if her tablet was docked to the console.

“I’m sorry, I fell asleep.” Miles said, rubbing the back of his head. Maria’s attention turned to the tablet and her eyes widened.

“I need your help!” Maria said frantically. “I’m trying to get this escape pod open for Shadow but the passwords that Grandfather gave me aren’t working!”

“Escape pod?” Miles’ ears raised. “Is something happening on the ARK? Why aren’t you leaving through the flight deck?”

“They’ve taken it over.” Maria whispered.

“Who’s ‘they’?”

“I don’t know! They seem to be Federation military though. They just came and started shooting. They’ve killed anyone that’s tried to put up a fight. I managed to get to the panic room at the hospital level and got in contact with Grandfather. He sent Shadow and told me that Shadow had to be podded out.”

“They must have changed the passwords. There has to be some sort of low-level emergency system though. Who the Hell password locks an escape pod system?!” He watched as Maria pressed something on her tablet’s screen.

[18:19] ARKAngel would like to hand over device control.

A window popped up on his screen showing a mirror of Maria’s tablet. He clicked on an on-screen control to return to the main interface. Then he pulled up the tablet’s terminal, entering a command to get a list of network interfaces. There were two active, the wireless network that Maria was connected to, but also a connection to the console she was working at by the physical link. Miles looked at the node address that the tablet had from that link, then the gateway address. He left the terminal and opened her tablet’s browser, entering that gateway address.

He was greeted with the same login page that Maria was trying to get through. GRobotnik was filled in for the username field and the password field had a red border around it.

“You tried his credentials and your own?” Miles asked, the call was still ongoing.

“Yes, neither of those worked!” Maria said.

“I’m going to try something. If the system administrator here was an idiot, this might work. If they weren’t, well then I’ll have to think of something else.” Miles took a deep breath and replaced the input on the login page. He filled out his username of MPrower and the password he had used when he was on the ARK last. The password prompt’s border turned green and then the pod control system came up.

“What did you do?” Maria’s eyes widened.

“Logged in as myself.” The fox raised his ears. “I guess the administrator didn’t zero out my account, and I’d have to guess that your grandfather’s account was locked out as well as your own for some reason. Why they didn’t lock mine out as well, hard to say but it worked.” Maria knelt down out of sight.

“Come on Shadow!” She came back into view, the black and red mobian hedgehog partially visible as she walked him towards the pod.

“I can’t leave you here!” Shadow protested.

“They won’t hurt me.” Maria placated. “They’re here for you. They have to be. This way you’ll be safe.”

“Maria? Where are you sending him?” Miles asked.

“Anywhere that will be safe.” Maria’s voice came back out of frame.

“Crap. Hold on. It’s GPS programmed, isn’t it?” He took over the pod control system, getting a world map. On instinct, he scrolled with his mouse wheel until the airfield near High Wycombe was in view. He clicked on the tarmac and then the ‘Program’ button. “Is he loaded in?”

“Yes!” Maria moved back to the control station and he clicked on the ‘Pod Close’ button. Then he clicked on the ‘Launch Prep’ button. A lever popped up on the console. “What’s that supposed to be?”

“I don’t know. I have a ‘Launch’ button, maybe it’s an emergency backup. Are you ready?” Miles asked.

“Do it!” Maria said. The fox heard muffled gunshots and then a door opening. He saw Maria clutch the lever and then heard a male Ameri-Can voice yelling at her.

“Get your hands off that lever!”

His fingers tensed on the mouse as he moved towards the ‘Launch’ button. Right at that moment, the tablet mirror unexpectedly quit. Then he noticed Maria’s Harmony status was showing as offline.

“Damn it!” Miles lept out of his chair and scrambled out of his bedroom. He went into the hallway and skidded into the kitchen. No sign of his mother there. Looking out the living room window, he noticed that her car was gone but his father’s was there. His shoes thumped against the floor as he went for his father’s home office, seeing the light streaming under the door.

“Dad!” Miles thumped his fist against the door. Urgent footsteps could be heard, followed by the door unlocking.

“What is it?” Group Captain Artair Prower asked, raising his ears. “Is it your mother?”

“No!” Miles raised his eyes up. “Dad, Space Colony ARK is under attack. The Federation sent soldiers of some kind up there! Maria called me, she’s trying to get Shadow out of there but something’s happened! I heard shooting before she got kicked offline. You have to do something!”

“It didn’t sound like a drill?” Artair asked.

“No!” Miles grabbed his father’s hand. “Dad! She needs help!”

“All right. Calm down, son. This is going to be tricky. It’s a Federation space station, but perhaps-” He gestured for Miles to follow him in and picked up his desk phone, punching out a number.

“Jules, Artair. I’m coming back to headquarters. Call your brother. Tell him he needs to get our ambassador in Ottawa to contact the President, if not doing so himself. There’s something going wrong on Space Colony ARK, shots have been fired.” Miles could hear the surprise and apprehension coming from the hedgehog on the other line. “Yes, I know, it’s a major deviation from the chain of command but Sir Charles is the bloody Prime Minister. Get to it!”

Artair hung the phone up, grabbed his lanyard and slung it around his neck before getting his phone and keys. “I want you to grab that call recording and put it on your tablet and phone. You’re coming with me to headquarters, Miles.”