Hello all you party people! Finished the 8 gyms of Shield, now time to throw out a few chapters of things to keep the populous happy.
Spoiler: Winning Votes
WEDNESDAY: Choose 3Worth of Action Points Below
[X] Work on Robot Designs (Costs 1 Action)
-[X] Finish the design for the Stealth/Infiltration Droid
[X] Try and Connect or Impress Your Family (Costs however much Action is specified.)
-[X] An untraceable program that can steal industrial secrets. Of course it has a backdoor that only you can access and can never be used against you.(2 actions)
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Let's get started!
Power to the Player: I'M IN!
Taking both previous experience and Koga all but physically barring you from continuing any kind of practice for fear of straining your fragile body again, today was going to simply be a lazy day sketching possible bot designs while Koga took Cyclops out for a day at the beach. And on a more serious tone, trying to think about something your family would want, as much as the latter left a bad taste in your mouth.
At any other point of your life, you'd be gritting your teeth and waiting for them to make the first step, but if something happened to be made while you were tinkering, it couldn't hurt right? This was just you giving something to them you'd be getting anyway...
'Like all the other things I made to give them which they made billions off of.' The thought instantly popped into your head, and you could already feel your mouth tightening and hands clenching. Because it was true.
The Spicer Family, within these last two generations, were always as the name said, a Spice exporter and trader across the world, earning vast amounts of clout and connections, and the money primarily fueling passion products of the current generation like Nainai's and Granpa's adventures around the world and super science. Then came your parents who were 'brilliant for-thinkers' for using that same money to 'support ideas into the future' all to earn more money.
And of course, those 'ideas' they had been using for the last 13 years had been the gifts you had given them over the years as a child when you were already beginning to feel outcast. And all that same money, that people had been donating and paying said billions for? All kept by them, with a pittance of the pot thrown your way to keep you 'happy' while they milked the populous dry. You couldn't even legally touch it either, as you weren't the legal age and any attempts at emancipation would aquire attention from SO MANY things and people you didn't want.
Your parents were Evil, but you were different shades of evil.
All this was thought about as your hands and eyes lifelessly sketched and worked out a viable stealth design. The previous human model had been a mistake, too uncanny valley to be truly effective and to take it to the logical conclusion about said usefulness wouldn't yield what you wanted either. So instead, you decided to quit overthinking it and simply go for hiding in plain sight...in a way.
The full bot, to summarize its existence, was the sparsest you had ever created. It boiled down to a single power core center combined with an adhesive and signal controller, and 5 twelve foot tendrils it would release like a coil when it was activated. Colored by your recent experiences with the Lasso Boa-Boa, the tendrils would worm their way into, through, or around whatever they were attached too and become able to 'maneuver' the material around as either cover or actual attacks. Unfortunately, because of its size, motor strength needed, and sheer power to continually move whatever it 'becomes', it's battery life was extremely short before needing to either be recharged or replaced entirely, should it melt from strain.
Hence your newfound software you crafted along with it, basically just a remote activation switch that ran off of a nonsense code from your pocket button. it could also be used to activate other things if got access to their programming, but that was out there and would just generate a new code.
You felt a grin grow on your face for a moment as an idea hit you. Your parents always took whatever you gave them and released it to the public for the maximum amount of value. If it was everywhere?
That just seemed like a real door-opener.
END OF CHAPTER
GAINS:
20 times Stealth Bot's Mark 2: Small disk-like robots that burrow, surround, or use objects they attach to to use as suits or to set traps. They are fragile things and have short battery life, but are very hard to detect. Turns used to create these come in batches of 15 with ever 1 Action Point used.
PERK!
Open Sesame?: With the mass release of your code, you now have a 1 in 5 chance of having electronic locks simply open, security cameras avoid your stealthbots, or randomly unlock computers. The wonders of having influence, even when you really don't.
END OF GAINS
AND THUS, THE DAY WAS COMPLETED! THANKS TOO, THE FOCUSING! Seriously though, if we didn't get that breakthrough with Scienceing back in Paris, there would have been a lot more rolls around if we completed the code, the bot, some combination of the two, but nah, we did so we did it.
Now we have minibots we can have latch onto stones, garbage cans, or anything else we want to have. The downside is that the have the battery life of a PS Vita and the heavier material used the more likely it is to render it burning out. Completed does not mean perfected after all. As a plus though, because of how high we have Robotics and how few materials they actually need, we get a sack of twenty raring to go.
Now for the second. The program. There's literally no such thing as a program with a backdoor only you can use and can never be used against you. Because that's not how programming, or life works. So, instead, we made something that suits our purpose, and stumbled into something pretty good. A random code engine used to activate things used to your best bet by your parents with their bare understanding of technology outside of how to break something down for maximum value with a data team.
And lastly, or perhaps firstly, our parents...People...people aren't really undertanding how this relationship is and has happened. This isn't something little things can solve, or Jack himself can solve with straight up gifts or actions. Trust and love require reciprocal action, and those actions have to come out before something can be done. This isn't me as a GM telling you to stop doing something or anything close to it.
All I'm saying is that if we just keep giving them things, they will take them and use them as with literally everything else in our life. Simply so we aren't doing the same thing again and again expecting different results. Insanity and all that.
With that, time for more updates.
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