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I have currently undertaken the task of overhauling my profile page. How you ask? By making it all Undertale-related! I don't care if it's just a phase; I've had this game for, like three days at the time of writing, and I've played through it almost four times, deriving incredible enjoyment out of each playthrough. It's such a wonderful game, and it easily joins my list of my favorite games of all time, a list inhabited only by two other games: Bastion and Transistor. Those who know me know I've clocked in, like, 3000 hours of Skyrim, but that doesn't mean it reaches the top spot; it's good fun, but it doesn't have a good story aside from the ones you make yourself. Bastion, Transistor, and now Undertale all have wonderfully written stories that I've fallen in love with, with brilliantly written characters that I can shamelessly hold up as examples of how to properly forge a good character in fiction. Undertale is such a dynamic game, and it's a fantastic experience that I enjoyed....

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AK151 @ Finding the Prime Clone

OOC: Since we went out of order for this turn cycle, it would be Milos' move now.

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AK151 @ Finding the Prime Clone

OOC: Let's stick with the turn order we previously established.

IC: "Damn it, we have to move," Nym growls, rushing to Reaper and hoisting him up. His leg should be somewhat repaired thanks to the medkit, but there's very little they can do against this ridiculous sudden swarm of droids coming in from all sides. He looks back and concentrates, and another fireball engulfs a good number of the drones, the heat and shockwave detonating their payloads and taking out more of the droids. There's not much else they can do.

He looks around for any sort of decent cover they can use. Unfortunately, he can't pinpoint the source of the drones or any life in the vicinity with his senses, as the swarm of droids are a roiling storm of energy that he can't see past.

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AK151 @ Into the Maw: Preparations

Before continuing, one of the Hegemony agents answers Tsark's question. "Their internal defenses are an unknown, unfortunately, and this includes the strength of their firewalls. I suspect they are formidable, and any attempts to breach them would take a long while."

The female addresses the rest of the group. "Is there anything else? If not, we will begin preparations."

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AK151 @ Into the Maw: Preparations

The three Tion representatives share a glance at Korhol's displays of arrogance. The man who previously escorted them in speaks. "We are unaware of the full extent of the Hutt defenses. However, intelligence suggests they have acquired a crystal gravity trap, which makes stealth all but useless. Furthermore, one team alone will likely have trouble completing all three objectives, as it is incredibly likely that the security measures you encountered aboard the Anzillu and Azalus will pale in comparison to what you will be facing there, especially given the recent events."

He turns to Tanick, shaking his head. "At this point, there's no conceivable way to penetrate their security measures and infiltrate the ship. We may know the location, but the measures they've taken to clear everyone new coming into that ship are breathtaking, and it will take a long time to figure out a way to circumvent them, time which they could use to either bolster their force, modify their security measures, or bring the ship fully online. Probably all three."

The woman takes over, looking around at the gathered crowd. "We will need to work together to accomplish this mission. At the moment, we require a force capable of creating a diversion to draw the Hutt navy away from the Dragon Fang. For this purpose, the TIon Hegemony has three Preliator-class Star Destroyers on standby, and two carriers. Any contributions the Republic and Empire would like to make would make the job of getting on-board the Dragon Fang easier."

"The infiltrators will consist of three teams," the other man continues. "The Republic will hit point A, the Empire will hit point B, and we will hit point C. Should be simple enough. I'd wager they've got a lot tighter and heavier security here, so it's likely that we'll be getting ourselves into a right firefight." He looks at Korhol. "Good thing you've brought competent men, then. But I doubt they'll be able to pull it off alone. You lost a good number of the men you sent in to take down the Anzillu, and the Dragon Fang, I suspect, will be another beast entirely."

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AK151 @ Finding the Prime Clone

"It takes a long time, trust us," the male voice chuckles. "And even then we made a few screw-ups."

Branden asks his question, and Vergil turns his attention towards him. "Nope. The problem is that you can't program a human mind. It's too complex. You can go one route, which is to create lines and lines and lines and lines of code to account for every possible variable, essentially brute-forcing a personality, but that's basically a disaster waiting to happen."

"Yeah," the female continues. "We can speak from experience. As for the framework, well, if you were to analyze our programming, you might be able to get something." Her voice turns a bit serious, creating a rather stark contrast to their normally laid-back attitudes. "But we frankly wouldn't let anyone do that. Call it a pride thing. And I doubt there's anyone who could recreate this framework. I was Elize Ren, the top specialist in artificial intelligence in the Empire by a very, very wide margin, and among the other factions I was the authority. The only one who comes close..." she pauses a moment, correcting herself, "came close, to my expertise, was Cadrin Nor. And he's the other mind in here. We're just about as unique as you could possibly get."

Cadrin gets ready to take over and answer Rirretu's question when they feel the tremors. Suddenly drones start swarming towards them, seemingly armed to detonate. "Oh hell," he growls, reasserting control over Branden's HUD and giving him a rough reticle with which to hit the massive swarm.

Nym manages to keep Talon's blades between himself and the pike; the weapon's strong blow forces him to stagger back, as he doesn't have his armor's strength enhancements, nor is he using any of his Force powers. He uses the tremor's to his advantage, using the quaking to leap back and distance himself from the Geonosian until they assess whatever new threat is approaching. His eyes widen as he sees the swarm approaching with its volatile payload, but he gets an idea. He glances at the Geonosian. "Let's dance later. Deal with this first." He recouples Talon and raises his left hand, taking a breath. Just like they practiced in the combat sims.

There's a small snap and a thin line of air ignites between Nym and the oncoming swarm. Once the line reaches the drones, it widens into a fireball, releasing a devastating explosion and igniting whatever payload the droids are carrying from the extreme heat. Due to their numbers and proximity, a chain reaction is the likely outcome.

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AK151 @ Finding the Prime Clone

Vergil chuckles, glad to find someone enthusiastic. "Actually, we're just one AI. It's a long story."

"Basically," the female voice picks up, "I designed a framework of sorts designed so someone could upload their conscience, complete with quantum computing and all that. One way trip, naturally. Wanted to see if I could change that, but research funding was shot, among other things, so I figured, what the hell."

"She's giving you the very condensed version of the story," the other voice says. "It's a long one. But her framework couldn't be operated with just one mind, and circumstances were kind of crap, so I joined her. We've been with Jester for a good long while now. He lent us to this guy to help keep him, you know, breathing."

The Geonosian's pike rams into Nym's left shoulder, denting the armor. However, due to his movements, instead of impaling him, the impact forces his left shoulder back, sending him into a spin. He digs in with his boot and stops himself, focusing on keeping both blades between him and the pike.

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AK151 @ Into the Maw: Preparations

"Excellent," the woman says, plugging the data chip in. "The Azalus and Anzillu each had separate halves of the coordinates, which is why we had to hit both before taking down the Dragon Fang." After a moment, a projection of the Galactic map comes up, highlighting a small patch of space in the Nal Hutta sector. "There were are," she mutters.

"This operation will have to be handled differently than the others," the man says. "They've stepped up security, naturally, so straight up infiltration isn't an option. We need a distraction to keep their ships and defenses busy. That's problem one. Problem two is that the Dragon Fang doesn't have an Achilles heel."

The hologram shifts, showing the ship, three points on the structure highlighted. "We need to place charges at these locations," the woman explains. "That should be enough to tear it apart." She looks around. "Any questions before we get into details?"

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AK151 @ Finding the Prime Clone

"Play nice," Vergil tells Branden. "Let's not kill each other while we're all friends." He notices her taking the medkit after Branden treats himself. "Relax," he says. "There's plenty for both of us. There's no point in fighting for no reason."

He decides to make nice with the girl as well and uses Branden's radio systems to hack into her comms. "Hey there," he says. "Don't worry, you're not crazy. Fancy AI. Call us Vergil."

"Sorry about the arm," another voice, female, continues. "Jester's a good guy. Just doesn't appreciate the whole 'trying to kill him' thing. Or maybe the double teaming. One of those. Lately he's been starting to see red a bit more than usual. Hopefully we can move past that, though."

The male voice picks up. "If it's any consolation, he'll be more than willing to split that ridiculous bounty, I'd wager. We'll see."

"At least we'll have a good show while you're all catching your breath," the female voice chuckles, obviously referring to the imminent duel.

Nym takes a breath, relaxing. Don't start relying on the Force. You don't need it as much as you think. Remember who you are. Don't try to be who you were. His left blade, the shorter one, swipes to the side, catching the pike. At the same time he steps forward with his right foot to close the distance, driving Talon's longer blade forward.

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AK151 @ Finding the Prime Clone

OOC: A little compromise to keep things interesting, everyone?

IC: Nym withdraws Talon almost immediately, doing enough damage to cripple the girl's arm but little else. The Geonosian is grappling with Reaper. That won't do. "Stay down," he tells her.

As Branden unloads his pistol clip, severely damaging the bug's exosuit, he feels a sudden rush of wind that knocks him back several feet and sends the flyer careening back. After a split second of recovery to get his bearings, Branden notes the now large gap between himself and the insect.

"Geonosian!" a voice booms, drawing both of their gazes to Nym as he walks forward. "I think we owe both them and ourselves a proper fight."

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AK151 @ Into the Maw: Preparations

The Republic and Imperial operatives enter the conference room. There are already two others, a man and a woman, sitting down. "Welcome," the man says. "Please, sit. We have much to discuss."

Once the operatives take their seats, a holoprojector activates, displaying an unfamiliar ship. The woman speaks. "The operations to eliminate the Azalus and Anzillu were successful enough, but the Dragon Fang is the real objective. If we don't destroy it, the Hutts gain the power to cause mass destruction wherever they desire. We have a portion of the ship's coordinates." She looks at the Republic operatives. "We do not have the coordinates from the Anzillu. If you would?"

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AK151 @ War Games

The missile loses the lock and careens into a nearby building, causing it to collapse. The Golem's flight puts it a distance away from the insurgents, but they are moving up, hoping to soon have the mech in sights of their missiles once again.

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AK151 @ Finding the Prime Clone

Vergil adjusts Branden's crosshairs as the Geonosian draws closer. Under normal circumstances the bug would be moving to fast to hit, but while the AI might not be able to operate at his full capacity with the armor he's working with, he can certainly adapt to its user, allowing Branden to place at least a few shots.

Unfortunately for the girl, who hears Talon's hum too late, the weapon is vibro-based. As soon as it penetrates her armor and touches her skin, the muscle around the area is torn to shreds. Nym withdraws the weapon just as drone 3 activates its ion pulse, shutting down the armor. Doesn't matter much for Nym. He cleaves it in half and refocuses on the girl.

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AK151 @ Finding the Prime Clone

OOC: Not sure if Branden has a counter to Ten's move, but if he does, ignore the second paragraph.

IC: "We're ion proof," Vergil says as the Geonosian closes in. As he gets closer, it becomes easier to take shots; Vergil makes adjustments on the fly to account as best he can for Reaper's injuries, increasing accuracy somewhat.

Assuming Reaper doesn't do anything about the Geonosian, Vergil translates the clicks across his screen, displaying the flyer's warning. "Might want to listen to him and hold off," the female voice advises. "Jester could use a proper duel."

Nym dashes forward as the girl recovers, now moving at more or less a follow-able speed, swiping forward with Talon's long blade and cleaving the drone in two as it flies out and disables his shield. He lets his momentum carry him as he drives Talon's shorter blade forward into the girl's arm as she tries to run.

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AK151 @ Catching Up

Before he can be thrown, Aaron turns in to Korhol, elbowing him in the gut with his left arm with enough strength to knock his opponent's wind out of him.

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AK151 @ Into the Maw: Preparations

The hallways are smooth and uniform, much like those of Imperial Star Destroyers. The group turns into another hall, and then another, finally reaching a closed door that slides open, revealing a conference room. The guards take up positions on the sides of the door while the man walks in, leading the guests.

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AK151 @ Finding the Prime Clone

OOC: Gonna skip Milos so we can all have our showdown. And I'm going to rewrite the dialogue between Branden and Vergil.

IC: As Branden plugs Vergil in, he feels strange, the world slowing down slightly. "Hey there," the voice almost makes him jolt. "Relax, kid. Call me Vee." He pauses for a second. "Right, I'm attuned to your armor. Not bad stuff."

Another voice chimes in, this one distinctly female. "Your leg's shot 'till we get it patched up. Your vitals are a bit iffy, so bunker down. Don't worry about your shooting. We'll help you aim."

His HUD flashes for a second, updating with an adjusting reticle, among other things. "Stay sharp," the male voice warns. "Company's coming."

As the Geonosian descends on Jester, Branden's targeting reticle stabilizes, steadily tracking the target. Perfect accuracy isn't guaranteed, but the bolts will certainly be precise enough to get the flyer's attention.

Nym is done with games. He expected the one up top to be the bait for the backstabber, but if she wants to make things easy, that's fine by him. The Geonosian is far too slow.

Everything slows to a crawl, including the insect as it thrusts forward with its pike, and the drone as it closes in. Nym moves forward, covering the distance between himself and the cheeky girl while at the same time creating a gap between himself and the one with the Geonosian. They're both too slow. He passes the wall she's using as cover and comes about, thrusting Talon into her shoulder. The particle shield saves her, depleting but blocking the humming vibroweapon. The strength of the blow, however, slams her into the wall.

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AK151 @ Finding the Prime Clone

Nym whirls around as the two attack each other, but isn't able to do much. He walks forward, steadying Reaper and examining the damage. Outer left thigh is gone. Movement would still be possible. It would just be hellish. The wound has to be treated soon, however. "Hold on" he says, looking around. The medkit could be useful. His head snaps around as he senses the approach of two newcomers. He stands Reaper straight. "Hostiles incoming. Two of them. Get into cover and stay sharp. We live through this, you'll be fine." He hesitates due a moment before closing his eyes and cursing. He reaches to the back of his helmet and pulls out a chip. "Plug this into your armor. It'll help you out." He hands Vergil to the wounded mercenary. He needs it more.

He gets ready to face down the incoming hostiles, drawing his weapons. Time to dance.

OOC: Ten, redo your move to account for the events that just transpired.

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AK151 @ Catching Up

Aaron fires the pistol, but the shot does little more than pass under Umbra's arm. The same may not be said for the shot he fires from his other, silver pistol, as he raises it and lines it up with his opponent's head as Korhol tries to grapple.

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AK151 @ Into the Maw: Preparations

A man flanked by a small group of guards clad in foreign armor greet the two factions. The leader holds up a hand and the guards halt in unison between the two groups. The man bows before addressing the newcomers. "The Ancient and Honorable Union of the Tion Hegemony welcomes you to the Preliator. We are humbled by your presence." He turns and gestures through the open blast door he had entered through. "If you would follow me, the briefing is to begin shortly."

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AK151 @ Finding the Prime Clone

Nym shrugs. "Alright then." He drops the cord and moves on, leaving the mercenary. He's not interested in playing games. He scans for cover, and focuses on extending his senses to see if there's anyone nearby.

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AK151 @ War Games

The Arbiter's panic and hesitation works to his advantage as his last minute maneuvering occurs to quickly for the homing rockets to properly track. Many of them collide into the buildings and rubble behind the mech, with only two being able to pull up. Of those two, only one is able to maintain the lock on the exosuit, and it follows Golem as Deus ascends.

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AK151 @ Catching Up

Aaron's speed is able to outmaneuver the bolts, save one that singes him in the arm. However, before Korhol can fire another volley, Aaron is next to him, shoulder to shoulder, the barrel of the gumetal pistol pressed against his chest.

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AK151 @ Catching Up

Aaron continues firing, keeping Korhol on his toes and moving. As he draws closer, the shots become harder to dodge. Despite this, and despite the speed of the bullets, they aren't too difficult to avoid. Then the second gun fires, its thud resonating a bit more loudly than its silver counterpart; the projectile moves far faster than the others, grazing Korhol before slamming into the hangar wall, crumpling the reinforced durasteel.

As Korhol fires with his pistols, Aaron dodges to the side using a quick and sudden burst of speed to narrowly evade the cone of bolts.

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AK151 @ Into the Maw: Preparations

The Odacon and the Rook wait at the given coordinates for a time. Before long, they detect a ship dropping out of hyperspace, about the size of a Star Destroyer. Korhol vaguely recognizes the shape of the design, recalling the Bellator-class battlecruiser. This ship is scaled down but in all other regards is identical.

Both ships receive invitations to come aboard via shuttlecraft, and the parties detect the Star Destroyer's heavy shields lowering around one of the hangars, allowing them entry.

OOC: Turn order: AK > Ten > Branden > Praxis.

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AK151 @ Catching Up

For a moment both fighters are motionless. Then in the blink of an eye Aaron raises his silver pistol and pulls the trigger, a sharp thud resonating throughout the hangar. He fires again, and again, keeping Korhol in his sights. He doesn't expect to hit him directly, at the most landing a few glancing shots, but the volley should keep his old apprentice on his toes.

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AK151 @ Into the Maw: Preparations

OOC: Quick note: the meeting event between myself and Praxis takes place prior to this and would have been concluded prior to his participation here.

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AK151 @ Finding the Prime Clone

Nym sighs, taking the cord, but not moving. "I'm not interested in your bounty, Skull, but I'm also not interested in playing games and dodging traps. You want to live, you explain what this cord's for."

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AK151 @ War Games

The mech is effective at eliminating the hostiles for a time, but it isn't long before reinforcements arrive. Deus Dai notices the flash and smoke of missile launchers as they let loose their payload, homing rockets rushing towards the exosuit.

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AK151 @ Catching Up

Aaron waves his hand and the table shifts, moving to the side where it's out of the way. "I figured we'd just dance around until one of us calls it quits." He grins. "Or we destroy the ship. Either one works for me. Use whatever powers you want. I'm going to start out taking it slow, but if you want to jump from zero to a hundred, be my guest."

He slowly reaches into the folds of his jacket and draws two obscenely long weapons, firearms that push the limits of what could be called pistols. Despite their size, each one with a barrel almost the size of Aaron's arm, they are both surprisingly simple in their designs, with no intricate markings or doodads to mark them as highly advanced or needlessly fancy. One is plated in silver, the other a dull dark grey. Korhol reckons that it would be impossible for any normal human, or most any other alien, to even fire the weapons without some sort of support mechanism. But he doubts those limitations will hold Aaron back.

He holds the two pistols to his side, cocking his head. "Shall we begin?"

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AK151 @ War Games

The men in the area dig in and try to fight defensively, doing little more than holding out while reinforcements arrive. However, the Golem's heavy repeater proves devastating and there is little cover in the area that can completely protect against the weapon. Deus is able to do a great deal of damage against the hostiles, most of whom are firing somewhat wildly in the hopes of keeping the mech suppressed. The barrage destroys not only the enemies but their cover, sending yet another building collapsing to the ground.

The destruction alerts many more men to the hostile presence and they converge on the area, grouping up and preparing for battle against what is likely to be the large exosuit that escaped from the bulk of the fighting just a minute earlier.

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