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"...With produce ripe to be plucked." The Invasive Species: Part 2 Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Interlude Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 (Finale) Tags: Science, Civil Building Planet: Onix (The Axle, in Orbit) Not new build Dr. Martenz: "Progress on the vaccines goes slowly. We are in our trial stages now, but the alien species most like the Oni-Ren in regards to immune system is the Oni-Shu, but the creatures are... uncooperative. They keep escaping their crates and destroying lab equipment. Simply put, Danielle, I need more people. Not new build Dr. Long: "And the Oni-Ren are still unwilling to open a dialogue regarding their epidemic?" Dr. Martenz: "No. The Queen is sticking to her state's Isolationist, Nationalist ways. They refused to join A.L.I.E.N. or cooperate with Kawashita, and they are unwilling to negotiate with us now. Dr. Long: "This is unacceptable. Their people are dying but yet they are too proud to work with us? Well they rebuke us at their own peril. The Oni-Ren should be grateful that our benevolent and powerful corporation is even so generous as to consider the mutually beneficial arrangement we've offered. Vaccines for the Black-Eye, beneficial trade deals, access to our advanced technology, agricultural practices, and health-care, and a steppingstone for interplanetary recognition, all in exchange for copper mining rights in land they don't even use to its fullest potential! Their resistance is illogical. Dr. Martenz: "I concur." Dr. Long: "Once we have a cure to their ailment, then we can make our move. Their Queen cannot say no when she sees with her own eye the true power of Octan. We will show her the light even if we have to hold her eye open to it. Dr. Martenz: "Well... I could have the vaccine finished in two weeks time if you simply sent me some more workers..." Dr. Long: "You didn't get the memo?" Dr. Martenz: "What memo?" Dr. Long: "I've made this endeavor one of the Axle's top priorities. You have the full force of the Axle at your disposal, and I shall make landfall with a force of peacekeepers and my finest scientists in one standard business week." Dr. Martenz: ".. Oh... Wow. I'm honoured." Dr. Long: "Check your holo-mail." Dr. Martenz: Yes, Dr. Long." Dr. Long: "See you in a week. Dr. Long out." Dr. Long: "Thank you for the files on Kawashita, Mr. Dillberg. It's a shame about their CEO. Killed by a reactor leak? I thought Kawashita was better than to let something like that happen. from what I heard, Raven was an effective leader and an analytical mind. I suppose I should be glad that her passing weakens our rival corporation... but a human is a human, and I take no joy from senseless loss. And then there's the matter of their new Master Mechanic that they brought in from the Milkyway. I wonder if it's... No.. couldn't be. Anyways, Odus, you've done well. I've finished reviewing the files from my Sabbatical... care to join me on the Forward Observation deck of the Axle?" Odus: "Sure!" Dr. Long: "I want to see this planet of ours." Later, on the Forward Observation Deck of the Axle, in orbit of Onix: Dr. Edris: "There's Onix." Shorty: "And its moons; There's Kwartz, the ice moon of the lava planet; and there's Garnit, the rock moon that shines red; and where's Paerl, the glimmering jewel of Onix?" Dr. Edris: "It has a wide elliptical orbit. We've actually already passed it." Shorty: "Pity. I hear it's the most beautiful one." Like a Fecund Fruit Tree by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Jebediah O'Reilly: "What a view." Kodan Black: "Spectacular." Dr. Long: "Mmmm." Jebediah O'Reilly: "Glad you brought us here, Dr. Long. It's quite the pretty sight." Dr. Long: "Pretty?" Jebediah O'Reilly: "Yeah." (incase you want background music to accompany the following monolog, click now.) Dr. Long: "Look at them." Jebediah: "The Planet and its moons?" Dr. Long: "Yes. The celestial bodies... As a child, I marveled at their greatness. I would gaze out my window vainly hoping to catch a glimpse of just a single star or planet through the smog and the light pollution... But to no avail. The first time I saw one outside of a holo-screen or class simulator was my first time leaving earth. I was lucky enough to have a window seat on the shuttle, and my life's trajectory was forever changed by the gravity of what I saw. The void was full of light. I looked back on Earth, and it was small. So small, it looked as though you could hold it in your hand like a bruised green apple. And to think... that green apple was our home... this astronomically small blue-green orb was the birthplace and the graveyard of almost all of humankind. One day Earth will breath its last breath, I thought to myself there in that shuttle... But humanity will not. No... We are no longer tethered to that green orb. No longer are we worms in the core of a rotting fruit. We have metamorphosed, and now we have wings. Dr. Black, Look at them all. Gaze upon our fecund intergalactic fruit tree! All these worlds are ours... So full of invaluable resources, Copper, biomass, water, Awesomnium. Any one of them could be a new home for our species, but we have access to all of them, Mr. O'Reilly. They're so beautiful. So inescapably tempting... It's as if I could merely extend my arm and grasp one in my hands... "They're like plump, ripe fruits, and they are in season to be plucked." Messenger: "Oh, there you are Dr. Long. I have something for you." Jebediah O'Reilly: I found it floating in space, aged pretty badly... for whatever reason. Messanger: "It's your logbook. We consolodated your temporary logbook with your old one and put it all in on sleek new device!" Dr. Long: "Excellent. Thank you." Like a Fecund Fruit Tree by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr "Log Date 683, This is Dr. Danielle Long.... ... It's good to be back." __________________________ Everyone needs a good monolog now and then, wouldn't you agree? This was originally going to be my entry for challenge 2, but the build din't work then. I have since gotten more pieces and figured out a better way to pull the structure off. So, Here is "The Invasive Species" Part 2. I'm proud to say that the titular invasive species has appeared in every one of my builds since I returned. It's hard to see in some of them though, but I think most of them have been pointed out. ~Insectoid Aristocrat
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Tags: Civil Building, Spying In an Axle Break-room "No, sorry, that's Top Secret. Even I wasn't informed of the nature of the experiments.... ... ...Umm, yes, I'll Inform you when she returns." "Pheew. After a long year of work, I'm glad that it's finally holiday season once again! Latkes for dinner, just the way mamma used to make them! Apple sauce, check! and Sour Cream... Check! yum!" "Oh, Hey, Dr. Ben Nai! How are you doing? I haven't seen you in a while." "I've been busy being a janitor." "Yeah..." "Have enough room for another? I love Latkes!" "Sure! Are you Jewish?" "My spouse was, but they left me when Dr. Long demoted me. They said that they couldn't be married to a garbage man..." "oh." "But I'm sure Dr. Long treats you much better than her other subordinates. I'm sure that, deep down, below her cold exterior, she has a warm heart, and only treated me with such cruelty because I deserved it. and not because she's just an awful person." "Um.. hehe, yeah." "Well anyways, let's eat!" "Yes! definitely!" *One Awkward dinner later* "...And I said, girl, if she doesn't treat you with respect and basic human decency, then you've just got to get yourself out of that relationship." "Yeah!" "Ooh. is that a real dreidle? I've still got 7 minutes of break time left, want to spin it around? "Sure! let me grab it." "Shall we wager a few credits? What Dr. Long doesn't know can't hurt her!" "Why not..." "Alright, you roll first!" "Shin!" "Gimel! What luck for me!" *later, in a different breakroom* "Ok, commander, the bug has been planted in target's Coms device." "Good, good. From his device, we can attempt to gain access to her personal server and their surveillance grid." Offscreen figure: "If it works" "Thank you for your diligent work, operative Nai. Your efforts will be rewarded in due time, and you will have your revenge." _____ Happy Hanukkah ~Insectoid Aristocrat
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Tags: Civil Buildings, Science Sector: Last recorded in H04 "where.... am I?" "This is impossible... am I dreaming?... if my eyes indeed do not deceive me, it would appear that I'm Traversing through a star studded void upon an ethereal spiral of light... gravity is meaningless apart from the fact that my feet meet the hard light every step. I lack a helmet, and my surroundings are void yet I am capable of breathing... I... I think I'm breathing..." "The last thing I remember is the vacuum ducking me out of the Rod 69 after Pombe's psychic powers blasted a hole through time and space... perhaps this is the void through which our vessels travel while within the anomalies... but yet... this seems... weirder still...." "What is this? before me I see a blurry image... I feel... familiar things?... nostalgia?... why am I feeling this...." "Is this... me? my childhood?... my stars, I remember this... my holographic starmap. my robot... the one that..." <<Mama! Mama! Cecile reprogrammed my robot!?>> <<"That's nice dear. Glad you're getting along with her finally.>> <<"No! She reprogrammed it to attack me whenever I turn it on! she's always picking in me and she never shares! Why do you make me play with her?! She's not my friend!">> <<"She is your friend. her parents are very important people with Kawashita, and other than Octan they are our greatest rivals... so you'll play nice with her and be her friend. Or else.">> <<"Mama? what's an 'Octan?'">> <<"Octan is a big scary monster that eats smaller monsters. now hold your sister, Mama has to make a work call, and your lazy caretaker is late.>> <<"Come here Abi, Danny's got you...">> "Wow... that memory... it was so real... I.. felt it like I was there. the childish frustration... the... coldness...." "What is this place I've come to?... And how do I get out?... wait... is that... another past event?..." <<"Bob, did I ever tell you the first time I saw a star was when my bama took me with them on a business trip to mars? I was in the window seat of the shuttle, and I still remember the awe of that moment to this day...">> <<"hah. you did tell me that one.">> <<"Heh. They're so beautiful.">> <<"Yeah, Danielle, they're the most beautiful thing in the universe. And I want to visit them all.">> <<*Snort* "Ha! You could hardy pass your Astrophysics II Final last semester!">> <<"Hey, no one cares how well you do on the exams, as long as you can fly the escort ship in the Final Simulation... And you know as well as I, I can fly that ship!">> <<"My mother cared...">> <<"Hey, my bad. I didn't mean to remind you of that.">> <<"Yeah. It's OK. it's not your fault she withdrew her financial support from me. Well, I'll show her. I'll be the most published scientist this galaxy has ever seen.">> <<"And I'll visit every star there is.">> <<"You know... if someone truly unlocks the secret of GATE generation, that might not be such a far-out dream.">> <<"Yeah.">> <<"Maybe I'll do that. Just imagine all the amazing variations out there. the diversity of evolution, and the miracle of life repeated endlessly in every system in every galaxy... Our universe is so full of beauty...">> "... Why is this happening?... am I dying? is my life flashing before my eyes?" <<"Dad, Don't tell Ma I came by. I just needed to grab a few things.">> <<"If you like, Danny... but remember, you are our daughter. You're welcome home anytime you like. we're so proud of you, you know. Your scores are fantastic... You could certainly join Explorien as a scientist and you'd have a fine career.">> <<"Thanks Baba, but I plan on joining Octan... but... Thanks... thanks...">> <<"Danny, you would have made a wonderful architect.">> "Why must I relive this! Oh great... another vision..." *several visions later* "This is not a memory.... this vision... is this... my future?... it's cold... I feel... betrayed. Hatred... I'm unconscious. I don't know what will happen to me..." "And the lid is closed upon me...." "Another vision..." "I feel... nothing. Victory is mine and yet I am not pleased. I've... done something... something... unforgivable. Perdition." "By the stars... What will I have done?!"... "Are there no more visions to be seen?..." "I've wandered now for hours! where are the visions? where are the rest of my futures? Where is the wrinkled and grey haired danielle, skin warm from the heat of a new sun? Where is the frail but dignified white haired danielle gazing up at the stars surrounded by loved ones? Where's... where's the hospital bed? The sad eyed croud gathering over my body like vultures?... where's. .. where's my future?... "Where is anything?!" ~Insectoid Aristocrat
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Tags: Science, Civil Building Sector: H04, nowhere near any planet. Build is a reference to Deus ex Machina... Aboard the O.C.S. Rod 69.... "Hello, Pombe." "Danielle," "I take it you are well?" "I'm still reeling from the sheer numbers lost in the war between Turkeys and Reindeer, to be honest. if only the two could arrive at a compromise regarding the disputed time period... I wish they could just get along." "Sure. Whatever. So, Anyways, we're going to be testing an experimental GATE drive today... One powered by... special... Octan employees. Employees such as yourself. Employees who display... advanced... Willpower... And you of all employees have demonstrated this trait repeatedly. So, I requested your assistance with our trials here. This is Project Birthday Boy." "Cool!" "Indeed. Now please... have a seat, sir." "Don't mind if I do!" "now just let me hook up these wire to the back of your head..." "Oh! Your hands are cold." "Comfortable?" "Not particularly..." "That makes both of us." "I might feel better if I took off these restrictive undergarments." "Yeah, I'd rather you didn't." "As you wish." "Alright. Let's initiate the reactor. Here we go. Prometheus?" Prometheus: "Control room is 'Go'." "ERT?" ERT: "ERT is 'go'." "Excellent. Prometheus, the status on the stabilizer array?" Prometheus: "Stabilizer array performing at peak efficiency." "Wonderful. Ok. Pombe, I would like you to do something for me... "Yes?" "I would like you to concentrate, if you can, on opening and maintaining a rift, of sorts. I want you to... create a fissure in time and space." "Ok!" "Prometheus, Activity the emitters." Prometheus: "I've never seen anything like it. it's like they have a life of their own! Overhead Capacitors to one oh five percent. One one oh. One two seven. Doctor, this is highly irregular! " "You're telling me." Prometheus: "The phase arrays are completely anomalous. at this rate... we may..." "Shut it down. NOW!" Prometheus: "I... can't. The streams... they're crossing." "Impossible!" "Evacuate!" "My gods... what have we done. Pombe! What are you?!" Prometheus: "Emergency shutdown Failure. Ejection... Failure." "fuck." To Be Continued... ~Insectoid Aristocrat
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Tags: Civil Building, Science Planet: deep within the bowels of Crofter's Ridge "Hello, Dr. Long. You look well." " I'm fine, Dr. Bernier. You're looking slender. Have you lost weight?" "Here, I brought you an apple. You really must eat." "I'm not hungry, but thank you for the offer." "That was not an offer." "I've already eaten..." "Not according to your guard you haven't. Eat the apple. I want to watch you eat the apple." "I... no.. I can't. I won't." "Look. I need you healthy right now. We are at the cusp of a breakthrough. You showed me this. your experiments with these psychic children could open doors we never even knew were locked. You know this, don't you? I need you to hold on to whatever it is that motivates you... because Octan needs you. Think of the profits your work will bring to us when we have teams of special forces operatives capable of reading minds and practing telekenisis.... Think of the glory you'll garner yourself if we manage to generate permanent Gravitational Anomolies sustained by merely the will of a psychic worker... or a machine capable of mimicing the electrochemical power of a psychic brain... you'll be as famous as Rhumkomf and Brikowski! Think of the Knowledge you will uncover in your research. You'll pioneer a whole new uncharted field and discover not only how these "psychic" brains actually work, but why we've only recently come across them. Has Andromeda itself had a hand in this mutation? We don't know... but you could help us figure this out.... Or instead think simply of the order[I/] we can impose on the galaxy with this power. Just imagine a galaxy under complete control of our benevolent corporation's forward thinking and efficient oversight... But whatever it is that keeps you going..." "We all need to eat to live." *Five tense minutes later* "That wasn't so hard, was it? Now. Take your pills, then tell me what you've found out about Ms. Kolai from the data I gave you.." "Feeling better?" "Yes... So... the data you gave me on Patient Kolai... it was very strange. It is similar to the thought patterns that individuals exposed to Subject Three for prolonged periods of time displayed. She is likely experiencing altered perceptions of reality..." "What did we learn from subject three?" "Not much, I'm afraid. Subject Three vanished along with Subject Ten during "the Incident."" "Yes. A tragedy that. At least all involved had signed their waivers. That alone saved us from millions in legal fees." "But Subject Three was next in line to undergo the test. he was a class I Reality Warper." "I think, then, that we may still get our test in. I'm Greenlighting Project Birthday Boy. this is exactly what I wanted to hear." "SK-M0, Inform CEO Pombe that it is time. We're going to see if Corporate's dream can be made reality. If anyone can do it, it's him." ~Insectoid Aristocrat
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Tags: Science, Land Vehicle, Civil Building Planet: Crofter's Ridge (in orbit) "Ah, Dr. Black. Funny how we coincidentally were walking down the same corridor of the Axle at the same time, considering how truly immense this vessel is. Why is it that you're all by yourself?" "Hello, Dr. Long! You mean why I'm not with Dr. Hawkins? He's on a tour, actually, with..." "No. I meant to ask where your defense drone and robot dog had gotten to?" "My robot dog? ED just took Gidget on a walk..." "Hmm. I was concerned, because, the last thing I saw was it being viciously attacked by your defense drone." "I'll have to look into that." "Please do." "That does seem odd, though..." "I thought so too. Your robot dog isn't programed to be confrontational, after all." Moments later... "Major Alcock. I'd like to thank you in person for all your hard work preparing the Lab for project Birthday Boy and Suburban Soccer Mom. I take it you have brought with you the machine I requested?" "Your thanks are unnecessary. Corporate pays me well." "I know." "Then you know I'm not your lab assistant. I serve Corporate." "I do too." "And you believe that Kodan doesn't know the nature of "the lab"? It is suspicious that his dog has gone offline." "I have the utmost faith in Dr. Black. He, in a way, is a model Octan employee. He asks appropriate questions... and accepts the answers he is given. Let's get going then." Several rooms over, in the health wing. "The Doctor will see you now..." "Oh boy! I hope they ask me to cough a few times! Hee hee hee!" "Hello Ms. Kolai." "Dr. Long? I thought this was just a well check!" "Well, in a way it is." "No offense, but I didn't think you were a medical doctor!" "I'm not. My father used to refer to me as 'the kind of doctor that doesn't help people.' he stood by that joke for years before I started paying his medical bills. That made him quiet. No, I'm not a medical doctor, but I am here to help. I want to ask you a few questions." "Okay! Gosh I can't even remember the last time we met, it's been so long!" "Interesting... doesn't remember last meeting. So, Ms. Kolai, you've served as our CEO's aid now for well over a year... and I have a few questions to ask regarding your... work relationship. "Alright! Ask away! I've had a lot of character development under his direction!" "I'd like to know if you've noticed anything... abnormal about Pombe or events that occur around him." "I'd be hardpressed to point out anything abnormal about my time with him! everything totally normal! infact, this scenario right here feels more abnormal than anything else! I mean... why does this room only have 2 walls?" "two walls? you mean you don't see the third and fourth wall? huh. are your glasses on straight? I will admit I did approve of your being hired personally, considering you displayed pragmatism and logical thought patterns during your probationary period... but you mean to tell me you haven't noticed anything... strange... about Pombe?" "Nope!" "Nothing... supernatural?" "Apart from his superhuman fashion sense?" "Hmm. So you are saying to me very clearly that you have not noticed him displaying... subconscious powers capable of warping the very fabric of reality and space to suit his his eccentric tastes?" "I can't seem to think of anything..." "huh. by the way, why are you wearing a helmet?" "because we're in space! duh!" "I see. Well... thank you for your testimony. We're going to run a few tests on you now." "!!!" "we're going to need you to remove your helmet and lay down on this slab please. Remove any metal you may be wearing, such as glasses, and hand them to my armoured assistant. We'll now conduct several minimally invasive test to analyze your mental health." "But you haven't even taken me out to dinner first!" "We don't have to. It's in your contract." "What if she doesn't survive? She's no use to Corporate dead." "She will be fine. I'd be more worried about permanent damage from her time enduring Pombe's psychic backlash. But we will see. We will see." ~Insectoid Aristocrat
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Tags: Civil Structure, Science (finally, amiright?) Planet: deep within the bowels of Crofter's Ridge "Emily, I've been thinking." "Late at night, I know." "I just wanted to let you know that I think I've thought it over, and concluded that I did what had to be done, and that the results, while not ideal, yielded more good than bad, in the long run." "Glad to hear it." "What I mean to say is... I've washed my hands of this senseless self-pity. I do what I do, not for my own sake, but for the greater good of our company. I blaze a trail through the mud so that others may walk on pavement. I do what needs to be done. I did my duty." "Couldn't have said it better myself. So, what are we doing in this cavernous mega-lab hidden miles beneath the ground?" "We're lighting a torch in the darkness." "This lab structure is the kindergarten of Suburban Station... and this, is project 'Suburban Soccer Mom.' I initiated this program to investigate 'psychic' phenomena. Long the subject of speculation and fiction, I've come to discover that psychic powers can be very real... however we do not yet fully understand them. Most notably, it is suspected that our very own CEO may have reality warping powers of this nature. I've been tasked with investigating this and coming up with a way to test for this, and harness it. I personally believe that reality warping powers may be the secret to unlocking true permanent gravity anomaly generation... and once we can prove this to be true, and investigate the mode of action.... we can mechanize it. "Cool." "Yes. Very cool. It is my personal ambition to ensure that Octan remains at the for-front of gate travel technology.. and the way I see it... The corporation best capable of manipulating the fabrics of time and space, will be the corporation that dominates them all. I see before us, Emily, a future of peace.... Because when Octan develops the power to generate and manipulate Gates at will, to travel to any corner of the universe in an instant.... There will be no war." "That sounds like a beautiful dream." "Dr. Bernier. I've heard great things..." "Ms. Long..." "My mother's name was Ms. Long. Please, call me Dr. Long." "Oh, of course." "Lets get started, shall we? I've read your reports on your child, Subject Eleven. You've done wonderful work with her. You've made me a believer that such things are even possible... And that's saying a lot. I am a stickler on proper procedure and scientific methodology. As such my visit here today will not be more than a demonstration. I want to observe what this child can do firsthand, and assess the needs of this project. have you prepared the equipment?" "yes. It's all ready..." "Then let us begin." "So.... How's life?" Background Officer: "Well I still ain't got my hand back. Other than that, can't complain." "Eleven, darling... I'm here." "Mama!" "I want to introduce you to someone...." "This is Dr. Danielle Long. She's your mommy's boss." "Hello, child." "I've seen you in my dreams!" "Fascinating. So, today we'll be performing a series of tests... to look into... your 'special gifts.'" "Do you know what this is?" "No." "Can you activate it?" "Yes." "By the stars. It is true. Now deactivate it please." "Ok." "Bring in the projector." "Ok, Eleven. This next task will consist of several parts. I will think of a word in my head, and associate the word with an image or two. I want you to tell us what word I'm thinking of, and use this machine before me to project the images from my head. Can you do this?" "I think." "First word." "Beauty" "Correct. Second word." "Mystery" "perfect. Now we will conduct the final test. Guard, bring in... The device..." "No... you said you wouldn't..." "I want you to concentrate, eleven. Channel your power into this device... I want you to create a fissure in time and space." "Ok." "I can't." "That's because the machine does not work. This was only a test... but despite that, you got very far. Admirable attempt. Thank you for showing me this. I'm very pleased with your progress, Eleven." "Please you've got to kill her. You promised you'd help." "And we will help, but we will not be killing her. She is very useful to us." "You said you'd help. We had a family... She had a father... but she removed him from existence in a temper tantrum! No one remembers him but me! ..." "In your contract it explicitly states that if she dies, you are out of a job. And need I remind you who is paying to operate on your numerous brain tumours?" "But it's abominable. It's strange." "I've seen stranger things." "It's unnatural. It's not right." "We will be the judge of what is right and what is wrong." "I can't keep living like this. I I can't. I cant." "Oh, I assure you, Octan can keep you alive for a very long time." "It's time for Dr. Brennier to get some rest. Guards, make sure she takes her pills and eats her dinner. I won't have another food-strike interrupting her work." "You have no idea what you're tampering with!" "Excellent. Everything is going according to plan. Now, I hear that Pombe's aid, Eschey has been acting strangely. I think it's time for her to have another psych evaluation. Inform her she has an appointment... with the Doctor." Cue the music! ~Insectoid Aristocrat
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Tags: Civil Building Sector: H06 (Axle) TW: Mild graphic content. And blood. Originally this was two builds, but I consolidated. Originally I intended for the Office build to have more builds in the same vein to be accompanied by this song, but now I'm thinking the build needs something more mellow, like this. Hollow People and Trouble Sleeping by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Hollow People and Trouble Sleeping by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr "Logdate 739, this is Dr. Danielle Long, recording from temporary officespace Launchpad 6 aboard the O.C.S. Axle. Vaccine dissemination is progressing. As The Liberated Democratic Republic of Unified Onix spreads, so to does Octan's healthcare programs, and enlightened ideals. While the means employed by the LDRUO may fail to meet Octan's rigorous ethical standards when left to their own devices, under our constant scrutiny, we'll ensure both prosperity and peace for the Oni-Ren as we extract the copper we need to fuel our Awesomnium Alloy technology. As the Eyewash program succeeded under my supervision, I have decided to reopen my investigations into CEO Pombe's psychic powers. Before I attempt to conduct project Birthdayboy, however, I will need to resolve Project Suburban Soccermom. Dr. Brennier has done some fantastic work with her child, and It's about time I checked in on her... and tested the device. Barring Unanticipated delays, this will occur within the next two weeks. If the research has met expectations, we may finally be able to test Pombe conclusively, and we may then be able to devise a means to further monetize his powers, or those similar to his. This concludes my log update. Dr. Long out." Hollow People and Trouble Sleeping by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr *Sigh* Much Later, within Dr. Long's chambers. Hollow People and Trouble Sleeping by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr "Nope. Stop. I'm finished." "Already?" "I'm finished for the night. You may return to your room." Hollow People and Trouble Sleeping by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr "You feeling alright? You've been awful quiet the past few weeks." "Never better. Now leave. I need to sleep. And shave your chest too. It's disreputable." "... Alright." "..." Hollow People and Trouble Sleeping by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Later still. Hollow People and Trouble Sleeping by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr "This is Dr. Danielle Long. Do you have a moment?" Hollow People and Trouble Sleeping by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr "Always! Hold on one sec." Hollow People and Trouble Sleeping by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr "I need the room." Hollow People and Trouble Sleeping by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr "What can I help you with." "I... have an odd question to ask you." "Shoot." "I can't sleep." "Because of... on Onix?" "Yes." "I see." "I don't consider myself a bad person, Emily. My job requires perfection, and while I am certainly not perfect, I must meet the high standards and therefor I demand that of my subordinates as well. I do not tolerate incompetence, but that doesn't make me a bad person... The work we do on the Axle saves lives. Millions if not billions of lives. human and otherwise. This is an objective fact. At peak efficiency the Axle is a bastion of civilization in the savage frontier, but if I slip for even a moment, people die. I am not accustomed to failure... or self-doubt... but I cannot help but feel that out success in Onix was not complete... I... I'm not sure what I'm saying. I am not used to being so close to... to death. To brutality. I suppose I feel.... complicit in what just happened. Even though they weren't human, they had lives. Thoughts. I guess... How do you, a soldier with a very admirable confirmed kill-count, deal with what you must do. How do you put the thoughts aside so that you can sleep?" "Honestly. It gets easier. I do what I do for the company, not because it feels good, although I admit, I love the adrenaline of a good fight... but because what we do is the right thing. We are doing good work in this galaxy, you know. We're bringing civilization to the final frontier, and that's a messy job. All we can hope is that at the end of the day we've done more good than not." "hmm." "It gets easier." Overview of the build: Symbolic of Yin and Yang? A monocrome Octan symbol? happy accident? Hollow People and Trouble Sleeping by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr ~Insectoid Aristocrat
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Tags: Land Vehicle, Civil Building, Sector: F09 In a waiting room in the Axle's extensive Archives department. Dragons in Brazil by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr "Next up, Number 199716." Dragons in Brazil by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr *WHIIIRRRRR* "Hey, Ilba, isn't that...." Dragons in Brazil by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr "...Dr. Nai? "Yeah." "Tough luck." "Yeah." Dragons in Brazil by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr ~Insectoid Aristocrat
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"...and the Revolution will be brought to you by Octan and with brief Commercial Interruptions." The Invasive Species: Part 7. Finale. Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Interlude Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 (Finale) Tags: Military Land Vehicle, Civil Structures Meanwhile, in the Gongen Empire's capital. This Revolution Will Be Televised by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr "They are at the gates, my Queen. Duchess Qui Zil 'Ing gave them the keys. It is over, and they have won... But you must live on. The hope of our people rests in you. Take the concubine's tunnels below the castle. Escape to the East River Tribe. They will harbour you." "But what of you, Bishop. Will you not go with me?" "I cannot. I must stay behind and misdirect them if I can. Vile though they may be, I don't think they'll hurt an old woman like myself too badly. Flee, my Queen." In the Streets.... Into the Light of One Thousand Suns. by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Broadcast in Oni-Ren Language: "Citizens. Rejoice. We come not as conquerors, but as liberators. The Queen has the cure to the Black-eye and she wants to watch us suffer. Join the resistance! Let us put an end to her tyranny!.... Citizens. Rejoice!...." Into the Light of One Thousand Suns. by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Into the Light of One Thousand Suns. by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr later, Within the Palace... This Revolution Will Be Televised by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr General: "Lord President, We have captured the bishop. There is no sign of the Queen, but the bishop has been... very talkative." Ba'al Ba'al Jinks: "And what has she said?" General: "She told us everything. The Queen left for the West Lava Canyon Tribe days ago." Ba'al Ba'al Jinks: "Good. If she's told us everything she knows, then there's no reason to keep her alive. Now, let's get this place in order for when Octan comes. They informed me they'll be here at week's end to ensure a peaceful transition of power." Later that week.... Into the Light of One Thousand Suns. by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Dr. Long: "We need to inform Ba'al Ba'al to invest in paved roads." Jebediah: "Maybe we shouldn't have walked." Meanwhile... This Revolution Will Be Televised by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr "My Friends, today is a glorious day! We have successfully liberated the Gongen Empire from the oppression of Queen Bowa San! We stand now at the window of opportunity. I look out that window and I see a brighter future for all of us. No longer shall we be restrained in darkness to serve the Queen and her lackeys. Now we walk freely together into the future. Under Queen Bowa San, Onix was made a laughingstock. The Aliens from other planets looked down at us and they chuckled, for they saw a sad backward little people. The Queens refused to let us interact with the aliens, share their secrets. Instead she forced us to suffer illness and famine... War, and bloodshed. But that ends today. Today we have removed our shackles, and we may enter the galaxy at large. Now is our time to step forward together into the glow of not one, but one thousand suns! Together, we will make this planet great again! Once the votes are cast, I will be your new president, Ba'al Ba'al Jinks, and no longer will we be the Gongen empire, no. I am pleased to declare that starting today, we are now the Liberated Democratic Republic of Unified Onix! Together, we shall work together, in the name of peace and progress, and we will earn our brighter future!" *Crowd cheers* Later.... This Revolution Will Be Televised by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Ba'al Ba'al Jinks: "Youssa remember dat youssa say the Copper youssa need be under dah "Hunting Grounds" right?" Dr. Long: "That is correct." Ba'al Ba'al Jinks: "Well, Messa be havin' a present for you. This golden tooth comes from there. See, themsa biggun bigguns with the big moneys, they was hunting for the Steam swamp dragons there. The Steam Swamp dragon is a fiercish predator. Always eating. Theyssa say that the dragon is the smartest of all the animals on our world... but not smarter than wessa Oni-Ren. The way themsa be huntin' the dragon is they get a captive Oni-ren, and dey make the Dragon go huntin' dissun. The Dragon will stop at nothing to capture itssa prey. There is a legend. This legend say that the reason the dragon hunt us Oni-Ren so hard is that theysa be jealous of our smarts... that theyssa thinksin' theyssa can be stealing ourssa smarts from us if theyssa catches us. But youssa and messa... Wessa smart'uns. Wessa know that legends are all fake fake. She's just a predator, and all shessa be wantin' is to consume." Dr. Long: "How fascinating. What a barbaric practice." Ba'al Ba'al Jinks: "Thissun' is the last golden toothwe'll be huntin' for. Now on the huntin' Grounds is the Minin' Grounds. " Dr. Long: "Excellent. That is our prefered method for you to pay off your debt to us for the army and equipment." This Revolution Will Be Televised by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Jebediah: "Dr. Long. I'm getting intell that there's a gathering of protesters in the streets. They are armed. We may need to form a defensive perimeter to ensure the safety of our Octan personnel." Dr. Long: "Damnit Jinks, I thought you said you had the capital under control." Ba'al Ba'al Jinks: "Messa do.... wait just a moment." *discusses with general* Okeyday! Problem solved! Now is bein' a time of celebration!" This Revolution Will Be Televised by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr "Peace!" After the ceremony, and discussing finance, The Octan officials pile out of the Presidential Palace, and begin making their way back through the war torn streets to find an unpleasant surprise. Into the Light of One Thousand Suns. by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr "So this is what she meant when she said everything was under control. I'm beginning to have my doubts as to whether or not Ba'al Ba'al Jinks is a fit ruler of this planet. We'll have to ensure strict civil rights policy adherence... By the stars..." Into the Light of One Thousand Suns. by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr "Help... messa." Into the Light of One Thousand Suns. by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr Into the Light of One Thousand Suns. by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr "Hey. It'll come out. I always use Octan's 'Out Damned Spot' brand laundry detergent. It does the trick every time." Later..... This Revolution Will Be Televised by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr "PR called. They said we should have the employees here take some footage. They're going to cobble together some kind of Public Relations video to ease this all over." "Great." This Revolution Will Be Televised by Danny-Longlegs, on Flickr PR Video (and reason why I place the build on Illustria) In spoiler! ****************************************************** There you have it, the exciting conclusion of "The Invasive Species" ~Insectoid Aristocrat
