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..and once again, you have earned the title 'cyber-beast master' :ok:

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DhAkael wrote:
..and once again, you have earned the title 'cyber-beast master' :ok:



Enhanced now with picture!
http://i408.photobucket.com/albums/pp164/taalismn/img291.jpg
And, to be added to the Skullcrusher Draxos Warmount as soon as I can backtrack to it:
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http://i408.photobucket.com/albums/pp16 ... 94copy.jpg[/url]

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Unread postPosted: Tue Oct 09, 2012 3:30 pm
  

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taalismn wrote:
DhAkael wrote:
..and once again, you have earned the title 'cyber-beast master' :ok:



Enhanced now with picture!
http://i408.photobucket.com/albums/pp164/taalismn/img291.jpg
And, to be added to the Skullcrusher Draxos Warmount as soon as I can backtrack to it:
[url]
http://i408.photobucket.com/albums/pp16 ... 94copy.jpg[/url]


Not sure if I saved out the Draxos BUT I know the Shredwing has been ;)

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Not sure if I saved out the Draxos BUT I know the Shredwing has been ;)



Draxos can be found on Page 18 of this thread. ;)
Golly! Was it that long ago?

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Unread postPosted: Tue Oct 09, 2012 9:42 pm
  

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Yes, yes it was.
P.S.; 47 pages now @ 9-point size arial-narrow font for Shemarr vehicles and warmounts (about maybe 70% of those posted on the threads).

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Unread postPosted: Wed Oct 10, 2012 12:25 am
  

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all the cool stuff this thread has been producing keeps making me want to write a short piece about how the Ecotroz effect the Scandinavian Alliance... but my desire to avoid giving out actual spoilers keeps overriding it.

not sure if i should be grateful i have enough self-control, or remorseful that i do..

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Unread postPosted: Wed Oct 10, 2012 12:36 am
  

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glitterboy2098 wrote:
all the cool stuff this thread has been producing keeps making me want to write a short piece about how the Ecotroz effect the Scandinavian Alliance... but my desire to avoid giving out actual spoilers keeps overriding it.

not sure if i should be grateful i have enough self-control, or remorseful that i do..


Compromise and feel both. :P

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glitterboy2098 wrote:
all the cool stuff this thread has been producing keeps making me want to write a short piece about how the Ecotroz effect the Scandinavian Alliance... but my desire to avoid giving out actual spoilers keeps overriding it.

not sure if i should be grateful i have enough self-control, or remorseful that i do..



Go for it. Call it a promotional peek. You can use any residual guilt as an excuse to drown your sorrows with ice cream.

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Unread postPosted: Wed Oct 10, 2012 9:42 pm
  

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Now for some Hoyt Sparks fiction:

A Vatfather abroad, aka The most dangerous Brony alive.

The videos showed scenes of mechanical monsters tearing apart forces, charges brought up by other universes, and images of a certain man, all slightly different. None of the was new to the head of Outpost Hedoro, since he was the one responsible for all these acts, which ranged from for the hell of it to saving civilizations.

Since becoming in charge, Hoyt was forbidden from leaving the planet in his Vatfather body, so he developed proper mind digitization and resleeving in a matter of weeks, allowing for him to go on trips offworld and often in another universe. The videos ended as he looked to see the face of a partial cyborg, still pretty even with the crosshair eyeballs.

"Dr. Sparks, you actions are becoming exposed and people are starting to connect the dots." she said with a hint of venom, at seeing the resident mad scientist roll his eyes.

"I have told the board already, I have it under control. Yes I did hijack that Voltron, yes I killed all those demon-backed aliens that were trying to get a foothold on Equestria, and yes I am considered a war criminal in the ewok community!" Hoyt responded.

"You need to realize Dr. Sparks, that your research has proved invaluable in technology, simulated magic, and inter species relations, we are still small fish in an ocean of hungry things and getting the Patriot out will only make us look tasty." The woman responded.

Hoyt looked at her for a bit, glad that they had gotten to the heart of the argument. While development of the Patriot had been a work in progress for a long time, Hedoro had made strides, but with a few set backs. Something of that much modularity would need to be able to handle all those things, and keep new mods coming when they had the chance. His test run on Mummra's ship and Equestria with the Hundred Handed showed he was making progress. But they needed to wait until Northern Gun plays their hand, then the Minion War ends to unveil the next symbol of freedom and unity across the Megaverse. It helped to dream big.

"Thank you for the talk Major, we should do this again sometime" Hoyt said as the cyborg's hologram flickered away. He washed his hands from a nearby sink, as he exited out to his dissection lab. There strapped to a table was a feline humanoid of female sex, a prize from his venture into a Third Earth universe. She had saw what he did to her master, but all that anger became terror as his pets of all sizes and shapes watched her vulnerable form. Shemar wolf puppies, floating cyber brains, and experimental warmounts, each a design of functional horror all watched the prisoner. Hoyt walked up to the table, no emotion registering on his face but inside was a seething beast of blinding light and sharp things. Strangely, Hoyt had killed Pumyra over twenty times already, only to be reborn in a new body. She was not the first female on his list of obliteration and she would not be the last. He still needed to prepare for his date with Zecora, so as he force fed the cat slag ants, he made a mental check list of what to wear. A Vatfather's work is never done.


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Unread postPosted: Thu Oct 11, 2012 10:03 pm
  

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The room stank of fear, voided bowls and blood. Across the walls were splashed dark rust coloured swathes which flaked as the raven haired tattooed warrior entered the warehouse.

Shi curled hur antennae and half spread hur wings at the sight and smell.
By the Lightbringer this was worse than anyone had thought. Shi thought to hurself.

Behind the Celestial, two more battle-sisters of the Hawkmoon took up flanking positions, leaving no part of the un-lit empty structure un-covered by their rail-lances.

“What could have done this? Daemon?” asked Oril-Swiftclaw.

“No.” replied the other warrior. “Look where Faith stands. See it? Borer-antites; drained of charge. Spoor of one of the Nightmare.”

Both warriors, though made of non-living material, could still feel their sythflesh crawl as they shuddered at the thought of what the cyber-gen insects the Nightmare used in their warfare could do.

The Celestial shook hur head slowly, hur thoughts sent over the radio-aether to hur two companions.
~=This wasn’t the work of our disturbed cousins; they may be sadists but they rarely kill for pleasure. Torment and break the minds and bodies of their targets, yes, but not… not innocents.=~

Faith Brightlance walked over to the heavily encrusted stainless steel table at the far end of the warehouse and looked down at the final victim. The female could not have been more than 20 Terran years old. Non-human from what could be surmised by the remains, but still human-like in form.
Faith’s tattoo’s glowed pale-blue as hur rage at the atrocity peaked. Killing an enemy, or even at least extracting information from one then granting a clean death; fair. This?
Not even the deluded Altaran’s deserved this.


Faith turned to the two Shemarrian warriors and used hur physical voice this time; the husky tenor echoing from bare concrete and steel.
“We cleanse this place then we speak with Nerys. This has gone on long enough, and this Hoyt is due a reckoning. “

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Unread postPosted: Thu Oct 11, 2012 10:16 pm
  

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Ewwww........squeck..... :shock: :shock: :shock:

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Unread postPosted: Thu Oct 11, 2012 10:39 pm
  

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taalismn wrote:
Ewwww........squeck..... :shock: :shock: :shock:

Hmmm?

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Unread postPosted: Thu Oct 11, 2012 11:17 pm
  

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Nice work DhAkael, this could be the start of Hoyt's Swan Song. If we all pitch in to write some fiction, this has the potential to be memorable.

I have been itching for taalism to play this out.

Lines have been crossed as PS/GNE and Shemar focus their efforts on stopping Hoyt's rampage across the Megaverse.
What secrets will be revealed?
What alliances will be broken and made?
What are the Yesterday Protocols?

A neat plot point until Megaverse in Flames come out.


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Unread postPosted: Fri Oct 12, 2012 12:18 am
  

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Actually, what I'm thinking of at this moment is how taking any of the existing robot dogs(New West, Black Market) and using them as the basis of Shemarrian Wolf puppies(tentatively calling them -kintori-) could work, especially as an infiltration tool...and as the Black Market versions have hidden compartments...hey, soldiers(including CS soldiers) and travelers like to pick up pets, and here's this little fella wandering in the woods without a momma, and it gets adopted by the travelers who take 'em along. Just enough Ecotroz and bio-gel implants to give the illusion of life, and the critter's programmed to be needle-shy. A variant on the nanite repair system gives the illusion of eating and...well, doing what dogs do.
Of course, nobody suspects the big friendly wet-nosed all-paws-and-wagging-tail Odie-wannabe is really helping track these guys as they move around, nor is the team mascot suspected of scarfing down data-chips(lending a new meaning to 'the dog ate my homework'). And the 'puppy' is programmed to run away before anybody realizes that for a juvenile predator, 'puppy' isn't growing any bigger, even for a critter whose lifespan is unknown.

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Next sunday; gonna be a bit of an escalation in the SCW; this time the Silvermoon getting into it.
Not intentionally either. :demon:
All the two Ecotroz "awakend" sisters wanted to do was show the Parriah they found damaged a way back to "Mother Shemarra's embrace" in the already compromized Healing Cave.
...
Enter the Skullcrushers on a mission from Maker & Shaper to deal with the PC's and finding a supposedly pure tribe consorting with outsiders and an -gasp- exiled?
Oh yeah...gonna be rumble times.

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DhAkael wrote:
Next sunday; gonna be a bit of an escalation in the SCW; this time the Silvermoon getting into it.
Not intentionally either. :demon:
All the two Ecotroz "awakend" sisters wanted to do was show the Parriah they found damaged a way back to "Mother Shemarra's embrace" in the already compromized Healing Cave.
...
Enter the Skullcrushers on a mission from Maker & Shaper to deal with the PC's and finding a supposedly pure tribe consorting with outsiders and an -gasp- exiled?
Oh yeah...gonna be rumble times.



Wooowwwww...SCW rumble indeed!

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EcoS-K-40 ‘Cyclopede’ Warmount
(aka ‘Hooverbeast’, ‘Suctron’, ‘Syphonar’)
http://i408.photobucket.com/albums/pp164/taalismn/img289.jpg

“We make our stand here! They’ll have to take down these thick walls first to get at us in h-”
SSSSSHHHHRRROOOMMMM(“UUGGHHHHH!!!”)*THOORRRKKK!*
“MILNER!” :shock:
“...oh $#!+...they have a gopher vac...”
ZZZZHHHRRROOOOOOOMMMM*SCHLOOP!*
“EEEK!” :eek: :oops:
SSSSSHHHHRRROOOMMMM(“AAAIIIEEE!!!!”)*ZOORP!*
“You know, it’s almost worth it to see Susa stripped to her boots like that.”
“Yeah, but that leaves just the two of us...”
“See you on the other side, Doug, hope they don’t treat us too badly.”
“Same to you, Gart.”
VVVVUUUUURRRRRRROOOOM(“ACK!”)*PHOOORT!*
SSSSSHHHHRRROOOMMMM*PHUONT!*


The Cyclopede is a bizarre Warmount that many Shemarrian-watchers believe originated in the Nightmare Tribe. In fact, the design originated in the Horrorwoods, and has spread, in limited numbers, to the other Tribes, especially those involved in tunneling, construction, or salvage.
The Cyclopede enjoys an ambiguous status among the ranks of other Warmounts. The EcoS-K-40 was not originally developed as a Warmount, but as a utility drone like the Mooncalf. However, its ability to mount light weapons, and its deployment in an antipersonnel role by several of the Tribes has elevated it to the nominal status of Warmount. Rather than a warmount that was modified for utilitarian duty, as with the Monst-Rex Pack Mule, the Cyclopede is a utility robot that has been promoted to Warmount. However, most EShemarrians regard the EcoS-K-40 more as equipment than as a companion, and the Cyclopede is not commonly Awakened with an Ecotroz-fragment essence.
Essentially the EcoS-K-40 is a walking high powered pump, used primarily in construction and salvage work. It’s built tough to handle the extremes of the Rifts environment, and those off Earth, as well as any predators and other hostiles who might wish to interfere with Shemarrian efforts. The Shemarrians have just chosen to make it fully robotic and semiautonomous so it can do its job better. Then they added basic combat programming so it can defend itself.
The Cyclopede resembles the bastard offspring of a giant mosquito and a high-tech industrial vacuum cleaner, with a dose of octopus thrown in. A multi-segmented body is borne on six insectile legs, with a bug-eyed head, central thorax, and a large abdomen trailing behind. The foot pads on the legs are hooked and shaped so as to allow the Cyclopede to clamber over rough terrain, climb up and down mine shafts, and negotiate excavation sites to get into position.
The head sports a small thicket of tentacles and tendrils, but the most prominent appendage is a large long extendable tube-tentacle, made of tough and very flexible artificial myomer, sprouting from the nose of the Cyclopede. The tentacle is as flexible and agile as an elephant’s trunk, and serves much the same purpose. The end sports a fringe of flexible tendrils used to feel around, and grasp small objects. A ring of small simple robotic optics allows the Cyclopede to use its trunk to spy over walls, out of water, or into narrow spaces. The trunk is also hollow, and serves as a suction conduit, assisted by peristaltic action in the myomer sheath’s walls.
The main suction driver is a pair of jet engine-like turbines flanking the main abdomen. The ingenious design of the turbines allows them to draw both air and liquids with equal ease, and to reverse direction, if need be, allowing the system to pump in either direction. In standard suction mode, however, the turbines pull down the trunk conduit, and direct any material pulled in down a central channel in the abdomen, to be filtered, trapped, or pushed on through the body of the ‘mount. The system is extremely powerful, able to generate enough force to pull weapons and other gear out of a person’s hands at a distance, pull the clothing off a victim, and then pull them in bodily.
The rear end of the Cyclopede sports a ring of mechanisms and appendages that act as combination web-weaver, baler, and extruder. The Cyclopede incorporates a manufactory system based on the webbing system of the EcoS-K-23 Aracha, sprayers in the tail spitting a quick-setting polymer. Appendages weave and shape the emerging polymer into cargo nets for holding recovered materials, restraint cocoons for holding animals and prisoners, or extruding watertight hose for pumping liquid considerable distances. The Cyclopede produces its own polymer matrix, using modified nanites from its cyber-regeneration system and material feedstock taken in by its ‘true mouth’ in the underside of its head.
Once thought exclusive to the Lost Eclipse Tribe, it is now known to be used by the Wayfinders, Horrorwoods, DarkWaters, and Ghost Riders. As mentioned before, the Cyclopede is primarily used as an industrial unit, assisting in excavation, salvage, and scavenging work. It is also used in firefighting, its suction function reversed to spray water and firefighting chemicals. However, the Cyclopede was first deployed in a combat role by the Nightmares, who discovered the ‘mount’s powerful suction systems could be used quite effectively in urban combat and shipboarding actions to draw out entrenched combatants.
Because of its primarily industrial deployments, the majority of users do not Awaken the Cyclopede’s Artificial Intelligence. The Lost Eclipse and the Wayfinders are the notable exceptions. endowing their Warmounts with psionic sensitivity to help them sniff out hiding fugitives, concealed monsters and buried magic.

Type: EcoS-K-40 Cyclopede
Class: Robotic Warmount
Crew: None; robot intelligence
1 rider/pilot, and room for 1 passenger
MDC/Armor by Location:
Main Body 260
Head 90
Trunk-Tentacle(1) 100
Head Tentacles(8) 15 each
Jet Pumps(2, sides) 45 each
Legs(6) 60 each
Height: 14 ft
Width: 8 ft
Length: 20 ft+15 ft long trunk.
Weight: 2 tons
Cargo: Small space inside/beside the saddle-seat for a few personal possessions and sidearms. A holding bin in the main body can hold up to 500 lbs of gear/salvage.
Physical Strength: Equivalent to Robotic P.S. of 30. The smaller facial tentacles each have a Robotic P.S. of 18.
Powerplant: Nuclear w/ 20 year energy life
Speed: (Running) 50 MPH
(Leaping) 10 ft up/across. Increase to 15 ft up/across with a jet assist.
(Flying) When not providing suction, the suction pump exhausts can also serve in limited fashion as turbofans, providing enough power for brief hovering(up to 100 ft for 1d4x10 seconds) or even limited flight( 80 MPH, maximum altitude of 80 ft, for an hour before needing two hours to cool down).
(Space) Not possible
(Underwater) Limited to ‘swimming’ using the jet-syphon as a water jet at 8 MPH, or running along the bottom at 6 MPH, maximum depth 1,000 ft.
Market Cost: Exclusive to the Ecotroz-Shemar
Systems of Note:
Full optical systems, laser targeting, passive nightvision, telescopic vision, thermal imaging, infrared, ultraviolet, and polarization filters. Also has motion and heat detection, built-in radar( 30 mile range) and other standard power armor-equivalent systems. Additional/special sensors may be built in by the creating Spinsters or at the behest of individual riders/owners.

*Bionic Cybernanite Repair Systems---ALL Cyclopedes have the same bionic nanotech repair system that the Ecotroz Shemar have refitted themselves with, and which is becoming the standard among NeShemar as well. These systems repair 4d6 MD per hour, and can repair 100 MDC before needing material stocks to convert to MD repair material.

*Molecular Analyzer/Sniffer----The Cyclopede’s suction-draw system has a molecular analyzer to constantly sample intake material to look for useful data on trace metals, synthetic materials, and toxins. The system is sensitive enough to allow the Cyclopede to act as a bloodhound, tracking down specific scents(including those of living creatures).
The system can be specifically keyed to alert on explosives, allowing the Cyclopede to cut back its in-draw or even cut it off entirely before the ‘mount accidentally ingests live ordnance. This software patch was added after several would-be captives fed pursuing Cyclopedes live grenades, doing grievous damage to the roboids when the explosives detonated inside the airway. Subsequently, Cyclopedes are now ‘trained’ to be on the alert for this trick, and in at least one case after the upgrade was initiated, the Cyclopede was able to reverse-blow, tossing the live explosives back in the direction of the thrower.

*Trunk Sensor Head---The end of the trunk sports a sensor ring and fringe of tendrils that act as touch-sensors and motion-detectors, roughly equivalent to a cybernetic multimedia Sensor Hand implant, while the optics band carries basic and low-light optics. The trunk head is ideal for rooting round in murky water, dark rooms, and tight spaces for anything hiding within.

*Facial Tentacles---The head sports eight smaller tentacles, four on either side of the trunk, that each have 15 MDC and a Robotic P.S. of 18. They are about six feet long and are typically used for assisting the Cyclopede in feeding itself, but they also be used to probing about like facial whiskers in mud and polluted water, and for prying open doors and containers.

Weapons Systems:
1) Suction Trunk---- The trunk is extremely flexible, and is roughly 2 ft wide(but also has some stretch, so it can accommodate objects as large as 3 ft wide), but can narrow down to as small as 8 inches wide. The suction pumps can move 9,000 gallons of fluid a minute, has a suction lift (the vertical distance above the liquid that the pump can be) of 25 ft, and a discharge head(the vertical distance a column of liquid can be pumped) of 200 ft.
The suction trunk is powerful and large enough to suck in human-sized beings(a very terrifying experience, especially to those who don’t know what’s going on) and either hold them in an abdominal bin or, more likely, spit them out the other end into a net or cocoon spun by the polymer-spinners.
Range: (Melee) Trunk is 15 ft long
(Suction) 30 ft
(Repulsion) 300 ft
Damage:(Melee)Can swat for 1d4 MD
(Suction) Pulls with an arbitrary P.S. of 40. Acts similar to a Wind Burst, only in reverse. Within 30 ft range, characters must make a roll of 18-20 or lose balance and begin being pulled in. Similarly, loose items held in hands will be pulled off and even loose clothing can be sucked off a person.
(Repulsion) Acts similar to a Wind Burst, at ranges of 200 ft or less,
humanoid-sized beings(7 ft or smaller) will have an 88% chance of being knocked over and pushed 1d6x10 ft by the air blast, as well as a 65% chance of being stunned or knocked out.
Creatures and bots weighing over a ton, or standing 8-20 ft, will only have a 40% chance of being knocked over, and only a 15% chance of being stunned.
Creatures and 'bots taller than 21 ft, will be unaffected.
If liquid is being pumped, add +10% to the chance of being knocked over, due to the greater imparted force of the fluid.

If pumping sand or other small debris, the repulsion attack can sandblast for 1d6 SDC to 1 MD depending on the material being thrown.
If pumping water, the trunk can deliver a 3d6x10 HP blast to vampires.
Rate of Fire: ECHH
Payload: Effectively Unlimited

2) (Optional) Modular Weapons(2)---The Cyclopede has provision for torso-mounting two weapons similar to those standard to the Monstrex.

3) Webbing Dispenser----The rear of the Cyclopede has a hay/tree bailer-like ring apparatus with a spray system that sprays a quick-setting megadamage polymer that can form incredibly tough fibers. The fibers can also be spun into cocoon-wrappings, allowing the Cyclopede to construct cargo nets, restraint bags, and water hoses.
The webbing matrix itself is generated by a nanite-impregnated microfac in the war steed’s bulbous abdomen that renders megadamage materials, particularly plastics and composites, into a fine slurry that cures rapidly when sprayed and formed into strands or sheets.
Range: 5 ft
Damage: None. A single 1-inch strand of the synthetic spider-web can hold up to 3 tons and has 1 MDC per 10 ft length; more if braided.
Used to cocoon-spray a target, the cannon can spray up to 50 MDC in one attack, so if the Cyclopede uses all six of its attacks on wrapping a single target, it can create a web shell with 300 MDC, generate a 3,000 ft line in a single melee, or create 200 ft of six-inch hose in one melee.
Rate of Fire: ECHH
Payload: Conditionally Unlimited; the Cyclopede’s ready-reserve has 1,000 MDC worth of polymer matrix ready to go, but can generate more through consuming MDC materials(at a ratio of 2 consumed MDC to 1 MDC of produced webbing) that are reprocessed into new webbing compound.


Programming:
The Ecotroz have installed robotic AIs, then infected the matrix with a low-level Ecotroz sentience.
Typically has the following:
Land Navigation 40%(+5% per level of experience for Ecotroz entity)
Prowl 55%(+5% per level of experience for Ecotroz entity)
Climbing 85%
Swimming 60%(+5% per level of experience for Ecotroz entity)
Wilderness Survival 94
Detect Ambush 60%(+5% per level of experience for Ecotroz entity)
Detect Concealment 60 (+5% per level of experience for Ecotroz entity)
Mining and Excavation 70%
Trap/Mine Detection 40%(+5% per level of experience for Ecotroz entity)
The Ecotroz entity can also pick up one Secondary skill at levels 2, 6, and 12 of experience, though the nature of the Cyclopede intelligence and design is such that it is limited to skill selections from Technical: Language(understanding) and Lore, Espionage(Detect Ambush, Detect Concealment), Wilderness(Track Humanoids, Track Animals, Hunting, Identify Plants and Fruits)
Actions/Attacks Per Melee: 5
Initiative +1 (+1 from the Ecotroz entity for a total of +2)
Dodge +4
Strike +1 (+2 w/ ranged weaponry)
Parry +6
Disarm +3
Entangle +2
Roll +2
Pull Punch +4
Bite 1d6 MD
Trunk Slap 1d4 MD
Tentacle Punch/Pry 1d4 MD
Body Block/Ram 1d6 MD
Kick 2d4 MD


Note: The Ecotroz intelligence fragment inhabiting the ‘bot gives the Cyclopede an aura and behavior more befitting a sentient being than a robot. The Cyclopede normally has an uncomplaining, docile, phlegmatic attitude likened to that of a camel, and can work long hours doing nothing but chugging away, pumping water(or whatever) while standing in the same place. When urged into combat, they are equally uncomplaining and fearless, methodically going about their work with resolution, if not very much imagination.

Has the following Natural Psionic Abilities(no ISP Cost), all equivalent to 5th level with regards to range and proficiency.
*Presence Sense
*Sixth Sense/Danger Sense
*Sense Magic

The Ecotroz fragment does occasionally need sleep/rest...though they only need 2 hours of rest/meditation per 24 hours...they can push this, going without for as many days as they have I.Q. points, but will have to go dormant for 4d6 hours after such exertion.
Susceptible to Exorcism and Banish spells, but are +6 to save against such spells, +1 at levels 4, 8, and 12 of experience, and becoming IMMUNE at level 14 and up. Such Banishment causes the ‘bot to revert to its default robot programming. (OPTION: Ecotroz may become IMMUNE to Exorcism and Banishment with experience, and NEW BUILT EShemar constructs are immune to this)

Note also that the Ecotroz-possessed ‘bot can infect other bots with the Ecotroz viral-entity, by bite or sustained touch(takes 3 attacks).

Variants:
The main variants of the Cyclopede are those that have been Awakened with an Ecotroz essence-fragment and those that have not.

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That is... I... :shock:
Okay, I'm gonna need a moment here :frazz:
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Okay that has got to be the darndest warmount concept I've ever seen. Clever and inventive, but bat-squit crazy concept.

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That is... I... :shock:
Okay, I'm gonna need a moment here :frazz:
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Okay that has got to be the darndest warmount concept I've ever seen. Clever and inventive, but bat-squit crazy concept.


:D Happiness..... :fool:

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More Hoyt Fiction: The Mad and the Method.

The situation was finally under control. Full of holes, bite marks and frozen in a few places but contained. Matt looked at his former friend and fellow Nightmare with disgust. Hald a Dozen Vatfathers, manned there positions, while their drones covered all the exits. Each had a strange firearm of their own making, some hummed, other gave a faint glow, but all were deadly.

"Hoyt, we have all your files, what you have done. You can explain it all, just put your hand son the ground slowly."

A bitter laugh escaped the first Vatfayher's lips. "After all I have done for Paladin, the Shemar, you, Hedoro, Her..., you see fit to turn me into nothing." Hoyt barked back just as he coughed up some fluid. His body was tattred, most of his body vats had been burnt out beyond repair.

"Damnnation, you were uplifting as many civilizations as you were destroying, butchering people on that twisted list of yours, and for what? So you would be the savior after the Minion War?" Matt said coolly, remembering how Hoyt had helped with his mother a lifetime ago. His blank helmet showed nothing as he made sure the other teams were ready in case Hoyt pulled something, which he would.

The building that was built at the bottom of a lake of ionized, carbonated hell-cola housed a few Hekatonheires that had failed to pass inital testing, all sedated. Hoyt was planning on using them to distract everyone while he was going to find out where they had moved the Hekatonheires Assembly-Wombs.
"I am well beyond the company and the tribes. I have seen what everyone else looks away from. Universes that seemed fictional hundreds of years ago exist, vulnerable to a distant Megaverse. I cultivated the innocent to join the GNE, and culled the toxic ones who were rejected by every face of death after I laid my hands upon them. But they need a symbol to rally around, and the Hekatonheires, my legacy will be that symbol." Hoyt said as he lowered himself to his knees.

Matt took no chances as his team fired everything at Hoyt, blasting him to slag. After the damage was done, Matt removed the backups Hoyt had made of himself as the other teams filed inside.

Neyrs was among them, her fight and torture was only being in a VR, cuddling with baby warmounts. Even in his madness, Hoyt could never harm his family of both company and tribes. Now was for his trial, and what to do with all the good and evil he had left in his wake.


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Owwwwwwww..........So much going on so many levels...Posthumans and Megaversal manipulation and cyberpunk next-level.... :shock: :shock: :shock: :nuke: :ok:

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Because I was feeling inane...

A peek back at a Shemarrian xover running gag...


Haruka Tend’ou was bored.
True, the casts had finally come off; even with magical regeneration, broken bones and bruised skin had taken time to mend, and the itching! Haruka was simply glad she could now SCRATCH!
Haruka groaned at the memories; why did she have to get the SADISTIC one for a life-double? ‘Haruka Spinebreaker’ had been appropriately named for her bone-cracking ideas of what consituted a ‘proper physical regimen’. Maybe she hadn’t beat Haruka direct, but the giant woman who’d claimed to be the Haruka of her universe had taken particular glee in using Sailor Scout Haruka as a battering ram against her apparent arch-nemesis. Said red-haired arch-nemesis had treated the feud as an exercise in sports ballistics, going so far in one case as to bat a thrown Haruka with the flat of a giant rune sword into a long high return trajectory out of the training compound. Haruka was pretty sure she’d broken the sound barrier that time.
Being dragged back in by Shemarrian Wolves had NOT been fun...especially with broken shins.
Haruka would never be able to hear somebody yelling ‘fetch!’ to their dogs again without cringing.
Casts off, supersonic skin rash finally healed, and she had nothing to do. She was awaiting new sponsorship and a new race team to pick her up after her absence, and youma seemed to be conspiciously avoiding Japan after the ‘Narita Firestorm’ had wiped out an entire demon army. After that one night blast of fiery violence, Japan and Juuban in particular had settled back into routine. Sort of.
Hotaru was supposedly at school, but truth be told she could be anywhere these days. On more than one occasion she’d shown a proclivity for forging excuse notes, had apparently used a disposable holoprojector to fake attendance on other occasions, and had otherwise shown incredible imagination in playing hooky, so she could go off to sneak into local JSDF and American military bases, or prank the house ninja of the bigger families and corporations. At least she wasn’t ‘borrowing’ national art treasures from the Royal Palace or animals from the National Zoo for the day(ah, the joys of applying CPR to Michiru shortly after they returned home to see what was waiting in their living room!).
Michiru was off pursuing rumors of some magic shop somewhere, or some sort of high tech goods store that specialized in ‘elegant’ security systems and black market weaponry...it all sounded very James Bond. Probably illegal as hell, possibly with an extradimensional angle. Michiru was getting very good of late at sniffing such places out. And then going shopping.
That left her alone in the house with Setsuna, Sailor Pluto. Or Sailor Comatose, Sailor Long Afterglow, Sailor Slug-a-bed, Sailor Snoozer, or Sailor Soporific. In any case, said Sailor was currently laid out snoozing, dressed quite fetchingly in a silk robe, in the sun beaming in their bay window.
Truth be told, Haruka wasn’t sure Pluto had EVER come completely awake from their ‘ordeal’, but she HAD to be at some point...unless she was teleporting in her sleep, there was no other explanation for how she moved, unseen, from couch to window lounger to hammock. And there had to be some mechanism for how food set out for her disappeared. Or how she changed from robe to pajamas to nightgown to towel. It just SEEMED like she spent all her time asleep.
All in all, yes, Setsuna was reminding Haruka of a cat.
A very sexy, bronze-tanned, sleek cat.
At that moment, looking at the older Sailor Scout sprawled across the couch, one long well-tanned leg and one equally bare and tan arm hanging down the side, chest rising and falling mesmerizingly slowly under thin fabric in the sunlight, Haruka decided she LIKED cats.
And seeing that thin fabric was giving Haruka ideas on how to relieve her boredom.
Truth be, she’d always wondered what Setsuna looked like..ah, UNobstructed.
Hmmmm....it really wasn’t cheating if all she was doing was looking...Besides, she’d caught Michiru ogling others enough times...and a little harmless sin did add spice to a relationship, right?
And it was a great prank too....and a lesson, if it came down to explanations. About hogging all the comfortable places. About lowering one’s guard. Yeah, that sounded reasonable.
So it was with a near-giggling grin on her lips that she leaned over her blissfully snozing comrade, hands reaching to deftly flip fabric aside...
Only to leap back with a barely choked-off scream as the reptilian head slid out from Setsuna’s cleavage and regarded her with cold ruby eyes.
Haruka was backed against the wall of the room, hands making frantic warding gestures as the long metallic dark blue snake-shape rose up and turned inquiringly in her direction, forked tongue flickering out between scaly lips. The head bobbed in her direction, folds of skin along its sides expanding-
And that was the signal for Haruka to turn and run, vowing to herself NEVER to assume any such liberties again.

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Lesson learned?
Never ever ever think a Sapphire-Cobra is "easy". :lol: :D
...Or at least not easy in regards to you. :demon:

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Lesson learned?
Never ever ever think a Sapphire-Cobra is "easy". :lol: :D
...Or at least not easy in regards to you. :demon:



Also: Know Where Your Kids Are.
They may be borrowing Siberian Tigers from the local zoo without your permission.

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What could happen to Hoyt now that he is captured? He is more valuable when occupied with solving problems than dead, and he did make headway for dozens of civilizations to be uplifted to join the Alliance. Would Interdee take custody of him, have him work on their problems or just toss him into a collapsing timeline? His mind digitization was inspired by pre-Rifts transhuman fiction, only referring to Interdee's digital immortality program for safety concerns and to ensure they were compatible. Currently, I have him pictured in some remote dimensional prison, stuck in a biomechanical body of a baby creature, easily helpless and dependent on the mercy of various parties for survival.


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89er wrote:
What could happen to Hoyt now that he is captured? He is more valuable when occupied with solving problems than dead, and he did make headway for dozens of civilizations to be uplifted to join the Alliance. Would Interdee take custody of him, have him work on their problems or just toss him into a collapsing timeline? His mind digitization was inspired by pre-Rifts transhuman fiction, only referring to Interdee's digital immortality program for safety concerns and to ensure they were compatible. Currently, I have him pictured in some remote dimensional prison, stuck in a biomechanical body of a baby creature, easily helpless and dependent on the mercy of various parties for survival.



Watching 'My Little Pony' reruns? No, wait, we already HAVE Brightmares. :D

I'll have to send you some of the WIP pictures of the Hekkies as I'm able...I'm quite proud of them... :wink:

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What is this? Nay sir, Brightmares are just inspired by the fiction. Hoyt has been to their lands, seen their simple lives, and has uplifted them as well.

+Who was Shining Armor's best man at his wedding? Hoyt
+Who beat Discord with a TW shillelagh so badly, he had to be retrained? Hoyt
+Who gained the heart of the Changling Queen? Hoyt
+Who showed everypony that they were not alone in creation? Hoyt

If you can militarize magical girls, you most certainly can do the same with ponies. I will have to see if I can write some fiction with diplomats helping Celestia and Luna understand the basics of the alliance or the mane six strolling around a GNE city.

On a side note, take your time to send the pics.


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On a side note, take your time to send the pics.


That, and I'll try my hand at 'cute' again...I really want to add something to my developing entry at Shemarrian Wolf puppies. :wink:

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89er wrote:
What is this? Nay sir, Brightmares are just inspired by the fiction. Hoyt has been to their lands, seen their simple lives, and has uplifted them as well.

+Who was Shining Armor's best man at his wedding? Hoyt
+Who beat Discord with a TW shillelagh so badly, he had to be retrained? Hoyt
+Who gained the heart of the Changling Queen? Hoyt
+Who showed everypony that they were not alone in creation? Hoyt

If you can militarize magical girls, you most certainly can do the same with ponies. I will have to see if I can write some fiction with diplomats helping Celestia and Luna understand the basics of the alliance or the mane six strolling around a GNE city.

On a side note, take your time to send the pics.


this DeviantArt-ist is already halfway there.. her ponytech mecha are inspired by battletech more than anything, but are very PaladinSteel-ish.

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[this DeviantArt-ist is already halfway there.. her ponytech mecha are inspired by battletech more than anything, but are very PaladinSteel-ish.



:shock: Bricks officially $#@+ upon viewing images. Bronies ahev gone tactical nuclear.

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[this DeviantArt-ist is already halfway there.. her ponytech mecha are inspired by battletech more than anything, but are very PaladinSteel-ish.



:shock: Bricks officially $#@+ upon viewing images. Bronies ahev gone tactical nuclear.


Ah yes...her.
Not bad material if i do say so myself but... "love and tolerate"? :cry: :eek:
I guess that mantra went out the window by season 3 ;-)

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I prefer Kennedy's 'Trust, but verify'.
And Roosevelt's 'Speak softly, but carry a big stick."

Hence...recon units and artillery.

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I prefer Kennedy's 'Trust, but verify'.
And Roosevelt's 'Speak softly, but carry a big stick."

Hence...recon units and artillery.

:ok:
God Empress Celestia aint' no pony's foal ;)

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DhAkael wrote:
taalismn wrote:
I prefer Kennedy's 'Trust, but verify'.
And Roosevelt's 'Speak softly, but carry a big stick."

Hence...recon units and artillery.

:ok:
God Empress Celestia aint' no pony's foal ;)


Good god...now you have me thinking of hordes of ponies in Adeptus Astartes power armor.... :frazz:

Latest storm news...they're evacuating(mandatory) coastal regions, with predictions of 5 ft+ storm surge..>Further south(New York City and Washington D.C.) it's predicted to be more...Big snow predicted for parts of western Virginia....
Kinda makes my concerns about missing a few details about public notary hours moot...

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taalismn wrote:
DhAkael wrote:
taalismn wrote:
I prefer Kennedy's 'Trust, but verify'.
And Roosevelt's 'Speak softly, but carry a big stick."

Hence...recon units and artillery.

:ok:
God Empress Celestia aint' no pony's foal ;)


Good god...now you have me thinking of hordes of ponies in Adeptus Astartes power armor.... :frazz:

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I am numbed beyond surprise and horror....

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Since 89er's mentioned Shemarrian Wolf Puppies....

EShemar ‘Kintori’ Shemarrian Wolf-Pup
http://i408.photobucket.com/albums/pp164/taalismn/img301.jpg

“Hey, has anybody seen Wag?”
“No, and I don’t care to! That damn mutt’s been chewing on everything around here!”
“Gee, I hope he didn’t run off...”
“I frankly hope he did! You SEE the damage he did to the paint job on my SAMAS?! And he urinates all over the place!”
“Come on, he doesn’t know any better! He’s just a puppy!”
“He’s a growing menace to society! A bottomless hole on legs into which is shoveled food! A drain on our supplies and a barking messing pest! The day you brought that ball of mange into the camp...”
“Hey! I couldn’t just leave him out there! All alone, at the mercy of whatever predator came along...Poor little guy...I bet he’s all alone and afraid...”
“Serves the little bastard right! After the job he did rampaging in my van trunk, I was meaning to fix him myself, and I don’t just mean sniping his little whizzer!”

#Unit Three-Zero-Nine-Alpha reporting. Have completed close-in survey of intruder party. Fifteen individuals, all baseline human. Four vehicles, 3 power armors. Armor and armament as follows. Generous supplies(available surplus to feed Unit Three-Zero-Nine-Alpha). Have obtained samples of armor material from primary SAMAS unit, spare components of others. Have marked party for continued tracking/surveillance. Return to pack? Yes/No?#

Undersized-versions of the Shemarrian Wolf, Shemarrian Wolf Pup drones, or -Kintori-, were devised for several reasons:
1) To further the illusion of the (E)Shemarrians and their animal companions being flesh and blood.
2) Baby/Juvenile animals are less likely to be regarded with suspicion by outsiders, making them more effective potential infiltrator units
3) NeShemar like pets, and aren’t always safe with a pony-sized carnivore-bot, even a friendly one, wanting to sleep on their beds at night.
4) The (E)Shemarrians themselves are not immune to the appeal of fuzzy, cute, critters.
The Kintori are based on existing robot dogs, but particularly examples of the Smugglers’ Robot Dog(see Rifts Black Market, pg. 170), but specially modified and outfitted, and proportioned to look like an appropriately-sized puppy. An advanced nanite repair and materials processing system gives the appearance of a living creature that eats, excretes, and heals. PPE gel-packs and, in some cases the infusion of an Ecotroz energy-essence fragment give the impression of a living creature to fey senses. An integral psionic-scrambler system (hopefully) gives the illusion that the critter is somehow naturally resistant to psionic probes(as little is actually known about Shemarrian Wolves outside the Shemarrians themselves, this is considered a good gamble). However, a thorough medical exam and even blood sampling will quickly reveal that the ‘puppy’ is anything but, so the Kintori are programmed to squirm, protest, and run away from such attempts.
Outside Shemarrian camps, Kintori are deployed as decoys to advance the illusion of the Shemarrian ‘ecology’, with mixed packs of Kantaran and Kintori allowed to be seen by outsiders.
As spies, Kintori are used to infiltrate bands of adventurers and travelers in Shemarrian territory, as they tend not to regard the ‘juvenile’ animal as a threat, and may even take in the ‘orphan’ as a pet/mascot. Meanwhile, the cyberanimal is spying on them and sniffing around, and may suck down unattended small items like data chips, documents, electronic components, and the like for later delivery to the Shemarrians. Such missions are not without risk; the chances of a well-intentioned naturalist or veterinarian insisting on doing a thorough check of the ‘alien’ critter risks exposure. Also, a long term attachment increases the chance that the spied-upon party may notice that ‘junior’ isn’t increasing in size and maturity. Thus, infiltration missions are typically short-term, with some opportunity being contrived for the ‘puppy’ to eventually run away or otherwise escape.
Type: EcoS-AA-11 Kintori
Class: Robotic Animal
Crew: None; robot intelligence
MDC/Armor by Location:
Main Body 50
Head 30
Legs(4) 20 each
Height: About the size of a largish dog; 3 ft
Width: 1-1.6 ft
Length: 3-4 ft
Weight: 25 lbs
Cargo: Small space inside large enough to hold about 3-6 lbs of small items.
Physical Strength: Equivalent to Robotic P.S. of 12
Powerplant: Nuclear w/ 20 year energy life
Speed: (Running) 25 MPH
(Leaping) 6 ft up/12 ft across
(Climbing) Can climb with a proficiency of 75%(but often acts clumsy so as to appear helpless)
(Flying) Not possible
(Space) Not possible
(Underwater) Can dogpaddle at about 1 MPH, and can stay afloat for about 3d6 minutes. Otherwise, it can crawl along the bottom at 1 MPH, maximum depth 500 ft.
Market Cost: Exclusive to the Ecotroz-Shemar
Systems of Note:
Full optical systems, laser targeting, passive nightvision, telescopic vision, thermal imaging, infrared, ultraviolet, and polarization filters. Also has motion and heat detection, and other standard power armor-equivalent systems. Additional/special sensors may be built in by the creating Spinsters or at the behest of individual riders/owners.

*Molecular Analyzer System---A ‘dumbed down’ version of the full-scale ‘bloodhound’ systems on the ‘adult’ Shemarrian Wolves. It’s smaller and slightly less effective, but still gives the Puppy excellent smell sense abilties, especially for distinguishing between individuals and for searching out hidden materials.

*PPE Sensor---This is identical to the SNARLSystem deployed as a gunsight by the Rifts Earth Japanese military. Slightly more sensitive with a PPE trigger threshold of 40 PPE. Effective range of 200 ft, with 50% margin of error beyond that out to 500 ft.

*Bionic Cybernanite Repair Systems---ALL Kintori have the same bionic nanotech repair system that the Ecotroz Shemar have refitted themselves with, and which is becoming the standard among NeShemar as well. These systems repair 4d6 MD per hour, and can repair 40 MDC before needing material stocks to convert to MD repair material.

*PPE Gel Packs(from Rifter #53, Damon Sutton)---These provide a miniscule PPE signature(about 1d4 PPE).

*Bio-Imitation System---The Shemarrian Wolf Pup eats and excretes just like a living animal, though only chemical analysis(or a really good sense of smell) will be able to tell that the end product hasn’t really been digested.

*(Optional)Chemical Marker System---The Kintori can use its ‘excreta’ as a chemical marker, just like real flesh-and-blood animals mark territory with their scat, allowing other Shemarrian animals to follow them. The critter can also lay ‘minefields’, allowing the Shemarrians to scent-track creatures that have passed through the area.


Weapons Systems:
None, but can claw and bite

Programming:
The Ecotroz have installed robotic dog AIs, then infected the matrix with a low-level Ecotroz sentience.
Typically has the following:
Basic Math 98%
Radio: Basic 98%
Prowl 72%
Tracking 65%
Land Navigation 86%
Language: Can understand 22 different languages
Climbing 75%
Begging 78%
Find Contraband 50%(+5% per level of experience for Ecotroz entity)
Detect Concealment 60%
The Ecotroz entity can also pick up one Secondary skill at levels 2, 6, and 12 of experience, though the nature of the Kintori intelligence and design is such that it is limited to skill selections from Technical: Language(understanding) and Lore, Espionage(Detect Ambush, Detect Concealment), Wilderness(Track Humanoids, Track Animals, Hunting, Identify Plants and Fruits)

The Kintori has the following Natural Psionic Abilities(no ISP Cost), all equivalent to 6th level with regards to range and proficiency.
*Sixth Sense
*Sense Magic
*Sense Evil
*Empathy(great for seeking out people most likely to take a shine to them)

Actions/Attacks Per Melee: 5
Initiative +2 (+1 from the Ecotroz entity for a total of +3)
Dodge +3
Strike +3
Parry +1
Roll +3
Bite 1d6 MD
Claw/Scratch 1d4 SDC



Note: The Ecotroz intelligence fragment inhabiting the ‘bot gives the Kintori an aura and behavior more befitting a sentient being than a robot. Kintori are programmed to act puppy-like; curious, playful, and dumb, getting into trouble, chewing on things they’re not supposed to, and generally blundering around like happy, dumb, dogs.

The Ecotroz fragment does occasionally need sleep/rest...though they only need 2 hours of rest/meditation per 24 hours...they can push this, going without for as many days as they have I.Q. points, but will have to go dormant for 4d6 hours after such exertion.
Susceptible to Exorcism and Banish spells, but are +6 to save against such spells, +1 at levels 4, 8, and 12 of experience, and becoming IMMUNE at level 14 and up. Such Banishment causes the ‘bot to revert to its default robot programming. (OPTION: Ecotroz may become IMMUNE to Exorcism and Banishment with experience, and NEW BUILT EShemar constructs are immune to this)

Note also that the Ecotroz-possessed ‘bot can infect other bots with the Ecotroz viral-entity, by bite or sustained touch(takes 3 attacks).

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For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
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Unread postPosted: Tue Nov 06, 2012 1:01 pm
  

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Campaign update in passing; The player characters in The saga continues, have been given definitive proof that ARCHIE OZ the III has the Skullcrusher tribe (at the very least) completely enthralled. As for the rest of the Shemarrians, it is now known they are either in mortal dread of the giant cyber-brain, indebted & indentured to or in outright rebellion (re; heresy) against "HE".
Further puzzle peice; one of the telemechanic using PC's discovered a large amount of blacksteel inside the brain-puppet, while the singular Skullcrusher present there only had trace ammounts within her power-cell casing (and of course, no "living" soul-spark).
This led to the theory that the S.C. tribeswomen was only freshly enslaved by 'The maker'.

The plot thickens... :demon:

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Unread postPosted: Tue Nov 06, 2012 1:59 pm
  

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taalismn wrote:

EShemar ‘Kintori’ Shemarrian Wolf-Pup
http://i408.photobucket.com/albums/pp164/taalismn/img301.jpg


Dwaaahhhhhh... lookit the wittle kiddie & her puppy...whoza kootest things, hey?

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Unread postPosted: Tue Nov 06, 2012 6:06 pm
  

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DhAkael wrote:
taalismn wrote:

EShemar ‘Kintori’ Shemarrian Wolf-Pup
http://i408.photobucket.com/albums/pp164/taalismn/img301.jpg


Dwaaahhhhhh... lookit the wittle kiddie & her puppy...whoza kootest things, hey?



It doesn't show, but the kid's packing a vibroknife...
Shemarrian 'kids'(and some of them actually 'grow up') start training in the family business 'young'.

But yeah, I figure when not wearing armor, buckskins and other 'rustic' clothing are the order of the day for offduty Shemarrians.

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For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
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To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"

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Unread postPosted: Thu Nov 08, 2012 12:39 am
  

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14th Solar rotation,

My actions would have killed any one else on the spot, yet I have been banished to a space station in the deep end of a dead galaxy. The true horror is the boredom, nothing to keep me interested and busy, nothing to create or destroy, only observation. The rest of the crew see me as some nutjob xenobiologist to study the dead microbes of the sector, and it might not help that I steal all the spare parts to make my new drones. I no longer have a body befitting of my creativity, instead I have been downloaded into a basic dull human, and dumped here. Perhaps this is a time out while they sort out my mess and out of the minion war. But they will have need of me, they always needed me, right? They just cannot forget me, I'm Hoyt Sparks, the Shemar and Paladin Steel's lovable mad scientist.
Just don't forget me girls, all the people I have helped, I'll be good just let me out, please?


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14th Solar rotation,

My actions would have killed any one else on the spot, yet I have been banished to a space station in the deep end of a dead galaxy. The true horror is the boredom, nothing to keep me interested and busy, nothing to create or destroy, only observation. The rest of the crew see me as some nutjob xenobiologist to study the dead microbes of the sector, and it might not help that I steal all the spare parts to make my new drones. I no longer have a body befitting of my creativity, instead I have been downloaded into a basic dull human, and dumped here. Perhaps this is a time out while they sort out my mess and out of the minion war. But they will have need of me, they always needed me, right? They just cannot forget me, I'm Hoyt Sparks, the Shemar and Paladin Steel's lovable mad scientist.
Just don't forget me girls, all the people I have helped, I'll be good just let me out, please?



Could be worse...could have been assigned to mosquito census at the South Pole....of Pluto....

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Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"

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More Ways to Insure You're Going to Get Killed By a Shemarrian:

-Tabletop football using a Shemarrian's antennae as goalposts.

-Refering to them as 'Archie's Angels'.

-Asking a Silvermoon if you can see her full moons.

-Asking a Hawkmoon if she's got feathers down there...

-Those ain't adjustment knobs...

-Calling Male Shemarrians 'Mister Moms'.

-Patting a Shemarrian on the backside while yelling "Tag! You're it!"

-Asking a Shemarrian to act as the TV antennae while you catch the playoffs.

-Calling a Shemarrian's rail gun 'an awful lot of big gun for a little lady'.

-That ain't a USB port...

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For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
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Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"

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Unread postPosted: Thu Nov 08, 2012 9:47 pm
  

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taalismn wrote:
More Ways to Insure You're Going to Get Killed By a Shemarrian:


Tee hee :lol:

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Add to the List:

-Moon ANY Shemarrian Tribe from (what you think is) a mile away.

-Give back gifts from Male Shemarrians, explaining you're holding out for a fur coat.

-Address loyalist Shemarrians with a loud and enthusiastic "Hagan, you old fatso! How's it hanging?" or "Hail the Toaster God! A-A-A, how's it going in digital dreamland?"

-Complain loudly and at length to a Shemarrian about how shoddy Titanworks products are, and how they must have been put together by a retarded ten year old who failed clay ashtray class.

-That IS a USB port.

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For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
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To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"

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“FOUL XENOS!!! ABOMINATIONS IN THE EYES OF THE HIGHEST!!! CARRIERS OF HERESY!!! YOU AND ALL YOUR CORRUPT CREATIONS WILL BE SMASHED BY THE FIST OF THE EMPEROR!!!”
The Wolf’s Path War Chieftain coldly regarded the white-haired and wild-eyed female captive spread-eagled in the center of the interrogation lab. Despite being heavily shackled and robotically collared, the woman seemed determined to try to pull loose, or, failing that, to melt armor glass and battle cobham through the sheer heat of her verbal vitriol that she had been spitting for the better part of an hour now, with no apparent sign of stopping. If not for the bioscan readouts that showed her to be perfectly human, the observers would have thought she should have yelled herself hoarse long since.
“I FEAR YOU NOT, SPAWN OF ABADDON! THOUGH YOU TAKE MY RELICS FROM ME I AM STILL ARMORED!!! FOR MY SOUL IS PROTECTED BY THE AEGIS OF THE KING OF HOLY TERRA. YOUR WORKS ARE BUT VAPOROUS LIES BEFORE HIS BURNING GAZE!!!”
“She’s as bad as a Skullcrusher.”
”Worse. Skullcrushers aren’t religious fanatics. This one is.”
The War Chieftain turned to look at the smaller NeShemar in the observation room and noted the bulk of bandages under the organic Tribesman’s clothing.
“You speak from experience.”
A hand absently rubbed at what had to be still tingling wounds under the medicated coverings. ”Before she and her companions were captured, this one ,” a nod to the angrily flexing prisoner, “declared my community to be a ‘den of contaminated mutants’ and tried to set me on FIRE.”
”YOUR PESTILENCE SHALL BE BURNED AWAY BY HIS PROMETHEUM RAGE!!!”
“The others are nearly as bad. At least those that aren’t still unconscious. I like them better, the unconscius ones. They aren’t as loud.”
“HERETICS AND WITCHES! HERETICS AND WITCHES! AFFRONTS TO THE SACRED EMPIRE OF MAN!”
“No sign of any sort of possession?”
“No. We even did invasive examination, looking for stealthed implants or cloaked parasites.”
“YOUR HUMILIATIONS OF ME WILL BE REPAID A THOUSAND TIMES OVER AT THE HANDS OF HIS CLEANSING LEGIONS!!!”
The sterile-gowned Acolites working around the laboratory monitoring instruments and preparing various equipment had long since learned to tune out the ranting prisoner.
“We think she just got off on it. Nothing found. The conclusion: she’s just insane. And somebody knowingly gave her and others like her a uniform and weapons.”
”BY HOLY TERRA AND THE BLESSED ARMS OF MARS, YOU SHALL BE BROUGHT DOWN!!!”
“I’ve already stepped up Rider patrols in your area. We’ll find her ship...or whatever Rift she came through. I’ve already ordered additional Pack elements to protect your village in the event there are any more of this woman’s associates out there.”
“My thanks, Alpha Prime Ferox.”
“FOUL WARP DAEMONS WHO ASSUME THE SHAPE OF MAN! KNOW YE THAT YOUR DAYS ARE NU-”
The War Chieftain made a slicing motion across her throat. A watching Acolite nodded, and the prisoner’s raging was cut short as a heavy metal gag clamped around her mouth. Then even her pin-pupiled glare was thwarted as a sensory deprivation helmet closed around her head. The interrogation room grew blessed quiet after that, save for the squeak of the shackles as the prisoner continued to muscle-pump and pull at her restraints.
“I wonder how she’d sing if we brought in a Domimatrix or a Sapphire Cobra priestess to question her...”
“Like I said, Alpha Prime, when the mechmeds endoprobed her, she seemed to get off on the discomfort. If you set her on fire, she’d probably take it as martyrdom. Whoever these people are, they’re certifiably insane.”
“All the more reason to break this one and cure her insanity, and see if there are any more like her we should be worried about.”

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Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"

--------Rudyard Kipling
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40k... oh how I miss those days... but they are no more for me...

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Slight001 wrote:
40k... oh how I miss those days... but they are no more for me...


There used to, very optimistically, be a WH40K store in my area, tucked away in a corner of a large shopping mall...I don't think they lasted a season despite the flock of gamers that seemed to hover around the front. That was back in the heady days when there were no less than THREE gaming stores in a 10 mile range of my house.

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