>Does that HCom have MineCraft?
>But seriously, obtain HCom. You may need it later.
>Does that HCom have MineCraft?
>But seriously, obtain HCom. You may need it later.
Essentially, you're going to render modern medical technology obsolete. As detailed in the technical diagram above, the intent is to integrate V-energy into the body in order to regenerate any damaged or destroyed parts. Control of the regenerative process could, in theory, be given to anyone who receives an injection, but since you certainly can't trust anyone with that sort of power, an inhibitor is also used, simultaneously granting a computer - in this case, the station's computer, EOS - the ability to control the process.
Basically, you're going to inject yourself with V-energy and grow a new arm. It might be painful, but in the end, it's worth it. You suppose that the technology could be severely abused and allow you to grow things that weren't there in the first place, but it's probably not a good idea.
At least until it's been thoroughly tested.
You acquire the HCom! You now have complete and total access to the sum of humanity's knowledge, as well as a communications line with everybody on the station. Long-distance transmissions are in an experimental phase, but right now you're thousands of light years away from Elysium and therefore out of contact range.
There are a number of empty cans from highly caffeinated beverages scattered around. Some things never change.
Last edited by Anomaly; 06-24-2012 at 02:29 AM.
>Check the computer is sane first.
>Think of the possibilities involving turning into an awesome man-monster hybrid
> Come on now, you're not genre-savvy enough to be wary what EOS might do when you give it the power to control the structure of your goddamn body? No inhibitor. You trust yourself, don't you?
He's a world-famous ninja photographer with a robot buddy named Sparky. She's a provocative paranoid journalist with a flame-thrower. They fight crime!
I finally have internet again! F**K YES!
>Go in detail in what EOS is.
In this Spoiler is my dark collection of black magic, Opening it releases the forces of light and dar- ...You misclicked on it didn't you.
The dreaded flat bear. . .
>Onward to science!
There were things here once, sprawling vines of threads of thought. But the gardener of each left them behind; it all came to naught.
Explain why your robo-arm doesn't have concealed weapons or super strength.
Um did we jump Threads or something? no one has posted for almost a month
It's called "having a life".
In my spare time I like to revive extinct animals, but then I kill them for exotic cuisine!
I wasn't insulting anyone, nor was I calling the author lazy. I was simply inquiring about the whereabouts of the current thread. I have read many fanventures and most if not all of them end in long hiatuses, but it is unusual to see such a wide gap out of nowhere. I had assumed there was another thread that I must have missed.
Regardless, Anomaly will get back to this in time. Just be patient, there are plenty of other excellent adventures to read.
Let's keep the me-still-existing discussion to a minimum, guys. I've been quite occupied with mostly unrelated things, and will still be for a week or two.
Please don't show up on my lawn and burn down my mailman or something. Thanks.
Actually, in an alternate reality I already froze your mailwoman.
You're not sure why you would ever think that EOS isn't sane. Computers going insane and killing everyone don't actually happen in real life. You feel much better about giving control of your body to her than attempting to restructure an arm from nothing on your own, anyway.
You're not exactly sure what EOS is (you're a biologist, not a computer scientist), but she's extremely advanced, far beyond anything developed previously. Technically still experimental, but she's been running for at least five years with no problems. Around the same time that V-energy was discovered, actually. You were transferred here shortly after that happened, in spite of being little more than an inexperienced intern.
Things change fast.
As much as the thought may or may not have crossed your mind, you have better things to concern yourself with then turning yourself into some kind of awesome/horrible monster. That's not really the reason you developed this procedure, after all.
Maybe there'll be a time to test things further than regrowing lost limbs in the future, but the time for that is not now. I mean come on you'd look kind of silly and some guys would come shoot you. This is a terrible idea.
Yeah, nothing much left to do in there. You step out into one of the many identical corridors of Section Gamma-5, one of seven residential levels in the station, which in total houses over five hundred scientists, doctors, technicians, and researchers. The different sections of the station are, for some reason, color-coded, the carpets in Section Gamma being some kind of pale green. You've always thought that was kind of weird.
The corridor soon opens out into a circular path leading around a large open area. You spend a lot of time standing around out here, watching people go by on distant floors. You're near the bottom, but this area goes up quite a distance.
Informally, this area is called the Promenade. All of sections alpha, beta, and gamma open out into this enormous vertical space, as well as the docking areas at the top. Ships come and go quite often, and the Promenade is the first thing newcomers see.
The enormous cables lead up to a structure suspended in the middle of the Promenade, which, for the most part, blocks your view of the upper levels. Inside of that structure lies EOS herself. You have no idea who decided to put her there of all places, or why all of these cables are necessary. If anything, it blocks the view.
You spend several minutes staring out at the nearby floors, watching scientists busily go to work. You sometimes wonder why most of them don't stop occasionally to admire the view. You also wonder if, sometimes, people watch you just like you watch them.
Science awaits. You'd better get going.
Your team's laboratory is located in Section Delta, a moderately-restricted area of the station. Common scientists aren't allowed down here without special clearance. Fortunately, you're not a common scientist. A lot of secretive research happens on these levels, most of which you're completely unaware of. V-energy research doesn't actually happen at all above this level, and even its existence is mostly kept secret.
You walk across the horrible orange-brown carpet quite a ways to reach your laboratory. You've always wondered if you could get some better identification on this door, but it looks like Delta-3-04's the best you're going to get.
Naturally, you can't even step inside without immediately being accosted by your medical specialist, Dr. Adam Hoffman. He's mostly here to deal with the project's many health concerns - for example, the consequences of growing an arm out of your body in a matter of seconds. As such, he tends to be quite talkative, and often stalls the project through his nitpicking. You're sure he knows what he's talking about, but sometimes he just goes overboard.
Ah! Dr. Takai, there you are! I was starting to think you wouldn't show up.
You know I'm always late, doc. I'd just be standing around anyway if I showed up early. Are we about ready to begin?
Yes, almost. The machine will be prepared in a few minutes. But, that's what I wanted to talk to you about.
What is it this time?
Well, you see, I've been looking over the results of our earlier tests, and it looks like there's some minor problems with the inhibitor.
How severe are we talking here? I hope I didn't get out of bed early for another delay, doc.
No, no, don't worry, Dr. Takai. It shouldn't be anything too alarming, but it seems that there's a small chance the inhibitor could break down much more quickly than expected. That's the best I can tell, though I could be wrong. There are some strange fluctuations, though, so we'll need to have you return to medical for daily observations until the V-energy matrix settles.
You know I hate observations, doc.
I know. Couldn't make this too easy, could I? We're only breaking every established law of biology today.
He phrases it like a joke, but he happens to be completely right. You guess it's about time to throw the arm away and get down to science. If there's anything else you need to do first, now's the time.
Last edited by Anomaly; 06-24-2012 at 02:27 AM.
Probably ask on fuller detail concerning those "strange fluctuations" and how bad would it be in the off-chance that the inhibitor might break.
Think about ALL OF THE WONDERFUL WAYS that this could go wrong.
Preferably in the form of the silly imaginative images.
You can also think of the ways it can go right I GUESS.
> Write a note for your future self with detailed escape plans just in case you get amnesia and have to run for your life for some reason.
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