Scientist from a war-torn galaxy, here to meet interesting folks and fix their problems.
A sigh.
"Soldiers, tech, resources... anything which'll take the pressure off our fleets and border worlds."
A sigh.
"Soldiers, tech, resources... anything which'll take the pressure off our fleets and border worlds."
SOMEBODY CALLED HIS COAT COOL, YAY!
A-hem.
"I am traveling the cosmos, to discover new universes and new civilizations, to boldly go where the Stellaris Federation has never gone before!"
This guy is a soldier, so Lep may as well be straight with him. "And also to seek aid +
SOMEBODY CALLED HIS COAT COOL, YAY!
A-hem.
"I am traveling the cosmos, to discover new universes and new civilizations, to boldly go where the Stellaris Federation has never gone before!"
This guy is a soldier, so Lep may as well be straight with him. "And also to seek aid +
Politely curious, of course.
Politely curious, of course.
"I kinda envy 'pure' AIs."
"I kinda envy 'pure' AIs."
An internal sigh of relief.
"The 'heel manager' who throws villains at the 'faces' to defeat, so to speak. How long do you think you two's cycle will continue?"
An internal sigh of relief.
"The 'heel manager' who throws villains at the 'faces' to defeat, so to speak. How long do you think you two's cycle will continue?"
Now, I want smoking regulated out of existence IRL, but it's a forbidden fruit from an aesthetic perspective.
I will try NOT to push this fetish on anyone, but would be over the moon if anyone wanted to play into +
Now, I want smoking regulated out of existence IRL, but it's a forbidden fruit from an aesthetic perspective.
I will try NOT to push this fetish on anyone, but would be over the moon if anyone wanted to play into +
"You were designed for an extremely-specific role. Does that disturb you, or are you content with your life as a custodian of history?"
"You were designed for an extremely-specific role. Does that disturb you, or are you content with your life as a custodian of history?"
"Do you think that, given the resources, you could make more-optimized designs for various Reploids and war machines than any past inventor?"
"Do you think that, given the resources, you could make more-optimized designs for various Reploids and war machines than any past inventor?"
Behind them, maintenance drones rush over BALTEUS, making pre-flight checks.
['Similarities to the Nikke process'? My own conversion/upgrade combines the (presumed) loyalty/ideology of a fully-organic pilot with the G-force immunity of a full AI. Strictly practical.]
Behind them, maintenance drones rush over BALTEUS, making pre-flight checks.
['Similarities to the Nikke process'? My own conversion/upgrade combines the (presumed) loyalty/ideology of a fully-organic pilot with the G-force immunity of a full AI. Strictly practical.]
Lep nods and withdraws coolly. If she's trying to push his buttons, his buttons shall remain un-pushable.
The pilot might have shrugged, if they had limbs.
[You'll have to forgive/tolerate him. Classified information policies +
Lep nods and withdraws coolly. If she's trying to push his buttons, his buttons shall remain un-pushable.
The pilot might have shrugged, if they had limbs.
[You'll have to forgive/tolerate him. Classified information policies +
"...I mean, not that I'm complaining about talking to someone like yourself, being-who-I-forget-if-I've-met."
"...I mean, not that I'm complaining about talking to someone like yourself, being-who-I-forget-if-I've-met."
He forces a neutral tone.
"I mean, I see no harm and understand your reticence, though I would like to know what kind of data you're looking for in exchange."
He forces a neutral tone.
"I mean, I see no harm and understand your reticence, though I would like to know what kind of data you're looking for in exchange."
He tries to fit Daybit's words into a frame of reference.
"If you had a yes/no choice, would you become a 'normal' human, or would you rather remain as you are?"
He tries to fit Daybit's words into a frame of reference.
"If you had a yes/no choice, would you become a 'normal' human, or would you rather remain as you are?"
"In what I'm sure is a TOTAL coincidence, or some kind of 'Space Merchant' psyop against 'noble defenders of humanity', the Xeno-Compatibility dating app crashes from overwhelming demand whenever and wherever the HFL hosts a conference."
"In what I'm sure is a TOTAL coincidence, or some kind of 'Space Merchant' psyop against 'noble defenders of humanity', the Xeno-Compatibility dating app crashes from overwhelming demand whenever and wherever the HFL hosts a conference."
He shakes +
He shakes +
*Clears throat*
"...DOES anyone know why this spaceship crashed?"
*Clears throat*
"...DOES anyone know why this spaceship crashed?"
Chinscratch.
"Though given that most of my coworkers are literal aliens, I'm quite open to alternative forms of sapience and views on reality."
Chinscratch.
"Though given that most of my coworkers are literal aliens, I'm quite open to alternative forms of sapience and views on reality."
"Do you hope that one day, your civilization can turn that research drive toward peace and prosperity once the war is over?"
"Do you hope that one day, your civilization can turn that research drive toward peace and prosperity once the war is over?"
Chinscratch.
"In mine, a single modern warship could take down every Federation member-state's original dawn-of-FTL navy with hardly a dent on the armor plating."
"...Then again, our explorers dig up ancient alien tech +
Chinscratch.
"In mine, a single modern warship could take down every Federation member-state's original dawn-of-FTL navy with hardly a dent on the armor plating."
"...Then again, our explorers dig up ancient alien tech +
"The Spirit of Motherwill was an 'Arms Fort', a superweapon built by a major corporate-state during World War III. After its destruction by an ace mech pilot, the United Nations of Earth would go on to refurbish Motherwill as an orbital-defense platform." +
"The Spirit of Motherwill was an 'Arms Fort', a superweapon built by a major corporate-state during World War III. After its destruction by an ace mech pilot, the United Nations of Earth would go on to refurbish Motherwill as an orbital-defense platform." +
A few minutes later, a bleary-eyed Lep enters with a whoosh of the autodoor.
"I got the gist, Dorothy. Name the data you want, and I'll give a yes or no."
While he'd usually be happy to see Dorothy's backside, +
A few minutes later, a bleary-eyed Lep enters with a whoosh of the autodoor.
"I got the gist, Dorothy. Name the data you want, and I'll give a yes or no."
While he'd usually be happy to see Dorothy's backside, +