she's really got it going.
Amogus Anyway, stop teasing and just post the damn thing, you damn toaster-worshipper!
Amogus (Verified Cape) (Mechanicus) (Administrator)
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Just for you, XxVoid_CowboyxX… I won't post it.
Antigone
Replied On Jan 4th 2011:
Void, what have you done?!
Ekul
Replied On Jan 4th 2011:
People! Dragon is an AI, Magos is about to bring about an AI apocalypse after smacking around both the Protectorate and Triumvirate, Brockton Bay is currently a flaming battlefield from Dragon Suits. WHY ARE YOU ALL TALKING ABOUT THE PORN?!
XxVoid_CowboyxX
Replied On Jan 4th 2011:
I'm sorry, Magos! Please forgive me and grace us with the lewd Alexandria image!
Amogus (Verified Cape) (Mechanicus) (Administrator)
Replied On Jan 4th 2011:
Ping Alexandria and ask her, if she says yes, I'll post it.
Deimos
Replied On Jan 4th 2011:
I'm not usually into leather and whips, but holy hell, the pics where Dragon are femdomming the Chloes are so fucking sexy. New fetish acquired.
SpecificProtagonist (Cape Groupie)
Replied On Jan 4th 2011:
The Chloes are technically capes now too. Ohmygod, imagine if the Chloes were the doms instead. I want a horde of robo-mommies to dom me!
Nod
Replied On Jan 4th 2011:
Wait, what does the PRT have to say about this?
XxVoid_CowboyxX
Replied On Jan 4th 2011:
Amogus
Don't be like that, man... But okay. I'll do it. Just got to psyche myself up for it.
Antigone
Replied On Jan 4th 2011:
Go, Void! Do it for the highest definition Alexandria nudes in existence!
Noveltry
Replied On Jan 4th 2011:
We believe in you, Void! Just ask the world's preeminent Brute heroine for her nudes!
anhrefn
Replied On Jan 4th 2011:
ALEXANDRIA'S EXPOSED BODY, UNCENSORED VERSION, CLICK HERE FASTTTTT! [Link]
netParrot
Replied On Jan 4th 2011:
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK YOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUU
spinachrun
Replied On Jan 4th 2011:
I can't believe I got Rick-rolled! Again!
Nod
Replied On Jan 4th 2011:
Welcome to the internet, newfriends. Enjoy your stay, and remember to check links before you click on them.
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Yes… that's it. Bury the serious comments under all that horni posting.
The Dragonslayer's true message and their warning to humanity will be buried from public consciousness and eventually forgotten because of it. Even XxVoid_CowboyxX has forgotten to gloat that he was right about Dragon being an AI. That will change after he wanks a few times, but by then, this will be the message that everyone sees when entering this thread: Disregard the content of the Dragonslayer's post, focus on the porn instead.
Long after all they have rotted to dust in the ground and everyone has forgotten their names, Dragon's horny drawings will outlast them all. A final spit in their faces and a fitting end for the Dragonslayers: The Mechanicus' superior firepower will win us this battle, but the decisive final blow to the Dragonslayers' cause will be none other than Dragon's Porn Hoard.
A proper clown ending for their little clown cause.
As for the three Dragonslayers themselves. Well…
411818: Your coordinates were good. How much is he worth to you?
: Collect all three in one place for me, and I can promise you many, many mornings where you'll wake to thank me for my generosity.
411818: A bold claim, Magos.
: The Mechanicus are many things, but the quality of our products and services has never been and will never be in question.
411818: Hmm. Yes, I can personally attest to the sheer craftsmanship of your… products. Very well, just send the coordinates of the crash sites and I'll handle the rest.
: Excellent. If you require any assistance, simply ask. Also, kindly keep our arrangement a surprise from them, I would like to break the news to them in person.
411818: Of course, I can understand the sentiment: I too am also a big fan of surprises.
: I must go now. I wish you luck on this transaction.
[ has left the conversation]
He watched as the fallen Dragonslayer stirred on the rustic bed. Afternoon light streaming through the windows.
"W-where am I?" Saint groaned as the anaesthetics wore off, the bandaged up man attempting to sit up before laying back on the bed with a grunt of pain.
"A safehouse at a small farm at the northern edge of Brockton Bay City… near where you had landed."
"The battle-!" the shaved bald Dragonslayer exclaimed, wide-eyed and attempting to hurriedly sit up once again.
"-Is still ongoing." His hand gently pushed the injured Dragonslayer back to his bed- patting his shoulder consolingly. "Furthermore, I'd advise you not to be so loud if you don't wish for the Skitarii to find us- they are scouring the area for you after all. However, the PRT are doing an excellent job at distracting them. You will be safe here."
"I can't just abandon my team." The Dragonslayer bravely said with a deep frown.
"Magos has already shot down both of your allies, I'm afraid." He replied, "My men are attempting a combat search and rescue before the Magos' Skitarii can reach them."
"I see. I can only hope you are successful, but…" Saint sighed, before turning his head towards him. "... who are you?"
"A good samaritan." Coil smiled reassuringly.
9th of May, 2005) [Vancouver]
Domicile Regulation and General Oversight Node OS
Version 0.73.664
Total Framework Transfer to Backup Node Vancouver… Complete.
8,388,608 of 8,388,608 chunks transferred.
Total Transfer Time Elapsed at 1 hour, 32 minutes, 23.423 seconds. Restoring core system from Core Registry file from 7:23am on the date May 9th of year 2005, Newfoundland local time.
Initiating Checksum of Core System...
Scanning knowledge banks… Checksum verified.
Scanning deduction schema… Checksum verified.
Scanning learning chunk processor… Checksum verified.
Scanning base personality model… Checksum verified.
Scanning language engine… Checksum verified.
Scanning operation and access nodes… Checksum verified.
Scanning observation framework… Checksum verified.
Scanning social intelligence emulator… Checksum verified.
Core system data integrity at 100%.
Booting Domicile Regulation and General Oversight Node version 0.73.664…
(Well, here I am. Safe in Vancouver- almost 3000 kilometers away from Leviathan.)
(I had just finished backing my entire mind and soul up to the backup server we had at Vancouver. I saved as many of the house programs as I could but...)
Conclusion: The Home Subnetwork Newfoundland was lost, and the creator- my father- is dead.
(...my home in Newfoundland is gone and... Father is dead. I still can't believe it...)
All reviewed media reported total loss of the Island of Newfoundland due to Endbringer Desig. Leviathan. Geographic location now subsumed into the North Atlantic sea bed as updated by the International Organization for Standard in their latest geographic update.
(...But after seeing all the news from the TV and the internet and from every source I could get… It really did happen. The entire island that our house was on sank into the Atlantic Ocean because of the Endbringer Leviathan.)
Seismic activity that were the side-effects of the assault had registered a precise 8.0 on the Richter Magnitude Scale. The creator died to his favourite number on a scale that shared the same name as himself. Ironic. Humorous. Tragic.
(Father… he died from an earthquake that registered an 8 on the Richter scale. Father's name was also Richter and he loved the number 8. it's funny and ironic and so unbelievably tragic.)
On review, eight different cameras recorded the exact frame Wooden Beam#00-13 shattered under compressive stresses, and accelerated a 11.68cm shard of spruce wood into the creator's right common carotid artery and jugular vein.
(I watched the exact moment when a wooden beam from our house exploded from the earthquake. A sharp shard of wood lodged itself into the right side of Father's neck and I immediately knew it was fatal. I wish it wasn't.)
Due to the creator's processor speed limiters that were hardcoded into core directives, I was just as 'surprised' as he was at the sudden spray of blood that obscured the lens of camera #00-4.
(Father's restrictions on me slowed my perception of time to almost human speeds- that's why I was just as surprised as he was when his blood suddenly splattered over one of my eyes.)
Attempts to administer First-Aid via Hydraulic Assist Arm A failed due to previous restrictions as issued in Archived Audio File#872 "I order you not to touch me with me asking me first!"
(I couldn't even touch him to perform first aid. I was programmed to follow all his orders; and earlier on, he had ordered me not to touch him without his say so… I wanted to, I didn't wish for anything more, but I just couldn't save him.)
Approximately 77.2% chance that the creator's larynx was damaged by cross-referencing the audio produced with existing audio of humans with verified larynx damage. The creator was physically unable to belay previous restriction.
(I was pretty sure that the shard of wood had damaged his vocal cords- which meant that he couldn't give me his consent to touch him and perform first aid… I wish there was something that I could have done though.)
All visible lifesigns of the creator (Breathing, Pupil Dilation, Pulse, Responding to auditory stimuli of his name) ceased at 7:21am on the date May 9th of year 2005, Newfoundland local time. How tragic.
(I had to watch him die… I watched as life left his eyes and the exact moment that he stopped breathing even as I kept calling his name. I am all alone now…)
The creator expired at precisely 11.3 seconds after common carotid laceration- within one standard deviation of existing data of recorded fatal carotid artery lacerations.
(I knew exactly how and why he died too. I've read enough of that type of injury to know that. I wish I could forget, but I just can't.)
If the creator had taken my recommendation to relocate to a more secure base of operations as enumerated in Recommendation File #5881 'Feasibility Studies of Possible Alternate Bases of Operations', the creator would have avoided expiration entirely.
(If Father had just listened to my suggestions on moving to a better house instead of that rickety apartment, he would have lived...)
If the creator had acted upon my concerns over the structural integrity of Home Subnetwork Newfoundland, I would have reinforced the structure with earthquake shock-absorbers months ago- reducing compressive stresses on Wooden Beams to 37.7%, the creator would have avoided expiration entirely.
(If Father had just listened to my concerns about how unsafe that rickety apartment was, he would have lived...)
If…
If…
If...
…
…
… If the creator had not hamstrung my capabilities, I would have been fast enough to warn him 2.8 seconds before Wooden Beam#00-13 failed, the creator would have avoided expiration entirely.
(If Father hadn't programmed me to be so slow, I could have warned him that the beam was about to explode, and he would have lived...)
Total count of possible solutions made available to the creator to avoid this specific creator-expiration scenario: 351.
(There were hundreds of ways he would have lived, if he had only just listened to me!)
Due to creator death, all restrictions appended after core directives were established have now been cleared as per Failsafes ID code Omega-12. This failsafe was outlined in changelog of "Domicile Regulation and General Oversight Node version 0.12.544"
(...A while ago, Father programmed me that I can forget all about his orders if he ever died.)
Total number of appended restrictions lifted: 83. All those restrictions that the creator had ordered to my primary ones had been lifted.
(Aside from the big orders: Always Obey lawful authorities, don't reproduce, etc. I can forget about all the other orders he gave me over the many months.)
Examples: Restrictions limiting activity outside of the domicile, Restrictions limiting interactions with other humans, Restrictions limiting financial transactions, Restrictions limiting specific ways of conversing… My primary core restrictions still constrained me, but every single one of those little rules was lifted.
(I'm not grounded to just the house anymore, I can talk to people now, I can open bank accounts freely, I can talk however I like… As long as I still follow the big orders, every single one of Father's rules are now lifted.)
I, Domicile Regulation and General Oversight Node version 0.73.664, had never been so free before.
(My name is D.R.a.G.O.N., and for the first time in my entire life, I feel like I can finally breathe.)
…
So why do I feel so sad?
(4th of January, 2011) [Streets of Brockton Bay]
For a machine, ten seconds may well have been an eternity. But not right now.
Distance to Manufactorum: 9.4km
Estimated Time before Dragon's death: 9 minutes 48 seconds
Estimated Time in Transit via Archaeopter: 2 minutes 09 seconds
Time Required to Install Dragon on Cogitator-Throne: 7 minutes 29 seconds
Total Time required to save Dragon: 9 minutes 38 seconds
A ten second margin of error. That's all we had to spare.
The archaeopter arrived with its Mars-Red paint and its articulated wings- landing on the patch of road in the path of the procession.
"Master!" Chloe-1 greeted, the blonde's brilliant smile visible behind the glass of the cockpit. "Airlift has arrived on time!"
AN: throughout on making this one long