That's right, it's another story.
Anyone here read Commander on SpaceBattles? How about Apathy, Commanders, Hitchhikers? Well, this is my take on those kinds of stories. I hope you enjoy, because this one should be fun ^.^ Also, this is going to be an overpowered protagonist story, as per usual. Skye is going to get pretty damn strong pretty bloody quickly.
Chapter 1
Reality hit Skye like a truck, and no, not the kind of truck that sent prepubescent boys to overpowered dreamlands.
This truck sent her straight into hell, with blue readouts, error messages, diagnostics, and a myriad of other technobabble she couldn't understand. Just a moment ago she had gone to bed after a few rounds of Company of Heroes, and now here she was, with error readings appearing on what seemed to be her vision itself. Then, as quickly as it all started, the error messages stopped. One message remained.
"Commander consciousness activated. 60 seconds to drop. Prepare for Annihilation."
Reading that message made Skye's stomach drop, or at least it felt like it did, since she already could tell she wasn't in Kansas any more. She had no persistent twinge in her left arm, no blurriness in her vision, not that there was anything to look at now that the message had disappeared. Attempting to speak got her absolutely nowhere, as did attempting to move, her entire body wasn't able to move, leading her to believe a few things.
Firstly, she was now the consciousness in a Planetary Annihilation Commander. Secondly, she had a very short time until she dropped onto the surface of a planet, where presumably there would be other commanders dropping. Thirdly, something was stopping her from panicking. The very thought that hostile Commanders were going to be dropping onto the same planet and she would need to fight them should have made her panic, and the fact that she wasn't led her to believe that her new machine existence had done something to her emotions.
She still felt fear and worry about what was about to happen, but also determination. She had played plenty of the game, and if she was going to be forced into a Commander chassis, she was going to try her hardest to out-build any other Commanders and stomp them in the ground. As a countdown appeared in her vision, she then realized something absurdly helpful.
It had said 60 seconds to drop, by her reckoning, a long time ago, and yet only now did the timer say 59 seconds. That meant she had some kind of slowdown ability. That would be extraordinarily helpful for her, since if she was going to be in a first-person perspective, intelligence gathering would be far harder. Focusing on her fullest, she started trying to figure out how her systems worked.
Probably another biproduct of being a machine now, when she requested the information on how to build a bot factory, she then felt the knowledge of how to do it entering her focus. It was fairly simple actually, she just had to hold her fabricator arm at the target and then let it spray nanites, who would do all the building. She had a range she had to stay within, how long it would take her to build it, how much material it would need and how much energy drain it would have whilst idle. All those numbers were the same as she knew in the game.
As the timer ticked down to 58 she then checked, in quick succession, how to build a MEX (Metal Extractor), PGEN (Power Generator) Air Factory and then, she tried and succeeded in accessing how to build an Orbital Factory. Curiously, she went on to access the blueprint for a Holkins, which told her that she could also access the blueprints of the T1, T2 and even the T3 stuff, though they all had a warning that said it was extremely inefficient for her to attempt to build one without the allocated fabricator, especially the Titans at T3. For an example, a Holkins cost 9600 metal, and at 20 metal per second of innate production, taking away the 1500 she would start with, it would take her a good 6 and three-quarter minutes to produce one from the instant she landed, an utterly horrible waste of her time.
With 57 now on the clock, she double-checked the blueprints, familiarizing herself with bringing up the various designs using only her mind, until she could focus on it and bring it up near-instantly. She then checked the various defensive structures, the turrets and walls, before then the resource storages. It seemed that she wasn't in Galactic War, since she had all the techs unlocked, useful since the enemy team in Galactic War early-on had an unfair advantage in techs, at least until she could find something to specialize in.
As 56 rolled around, Skye focused on the slowed-down time, willing it to return to normal, watching as the seconds passed by. Curiously, she willed time to pass twice as fast, and watched as the timer sped up to that speed. That would be useful for when she was just stood around not doing anything useful with her arm held out to fabricate something.
When the timer hit 0, she was surprised to feel the pod around her rocking a little, though Commanders had to have a way to detect damage and obstructions other than visually. She slowed time down to a quarter of the speed, bracing herself mentally for the impact, and she wasn't disappointed. Her pod hit the ground and her hearing flared up for the first time at the loud explosion, though even though as a human she'd have been deafened, presumably a Commander was built tougher.
She then slowed time down as much as she could as the explosion cloud grew, immediately calling upon the bot factory blueprint and spraying nanites at it. She kept her arm levelled in that direction as she glanced around, spotting the nearest metal deposit a short few steps away, and her sensors told her it was in range for her to just turn and spray nanites without wasting time moving.
Skye then felt a mental presence against her own mind. Reaching out, she realized that she was actually sensing the burgeoning VI within the Bot Factory. Mentally grinning, she asked it to produce three fabricator bots and then repeatedly produce Dox, her mental grin widening as the factory accepted her orders and sent a return message stating it would do so as soon as construction was completed.
With nothing to do but spray nanites, she turned her attention down at her own Commander chassis, amused to see it was the Osiris Commander form, her absolute favourite. Four legs for stability and with cute little spikes extending out of the back of its...well, now her, head. Skye turned her torso to the side, noting curiously that she could bend her arms around and didn't have to keep herself facing the correct direction.
Skye then spun her head around, and if she could have she would have laughed as she looked all the way around her then turned her head to face forwards again. it seemed that she had a lot more control over her body than in the game, which made total sense. She raised and lowered each of her legs in turn, then lifted the arm that wasn't spraying nanites, angling it outwards then back in. The problem was that all Commander chassis types had arms that weren't articulated in the middle, which was a shame but not exactly something she could fix.
Letting time return to a more normal speed, she waited the remaining few seconds for the bot factory to finish, slowing time down when there was one second left. When it was done, she slowed time down further, brought up her blueprint for a MEX and turned, her focus on the closest metal deposit. As her arm came to face the deposit, nanites began spraying out of it.
The MEX finished before the first fabricator was build, and as she turned to start building a PGEN she glanced at the nearly-finished Fabber, a second presence being detectable. As the Bot factory finished the first fabricator bot, she focused on the new creation and ordered it to start assisting her, getting an affirmative reply as it started to rush over and add its own nanites to her construction.
Between the two of them, they finished the power generator, and she started to work on an air factory, sending the bot to assist the factory now that power was mostly stabilized. Reaching out with her mind, she told the factory to set all produced Dox to patrol the area around them, another affirmative response being received, followed up with orders for the air factory to build fifty Firefly scout planes, all of whom were ordered to patrol across the entire planet and find the enemy force. The second fabricator bot she set to build a MEX, and the third fabricator as it came out to build a radar.
Meanwhile, she finished the air factory and started building Galata AA turrets for protection against an air assault. Since she had an air factory down, it was long-past time that an enemy force could have built one. Dox were now being produced at a quick rate thanks to the fabricator bot assisting the factory, and each one came off the line with assigned orders to follow, immediately marching off in different directions to roam the area.
As she sprayed down another turret, she slowed time down, something itching at her mind. In Planetary Annihilation, the units, trees, rocks and everything on the planets were insanely huge. The planets had to be so small because of computer reasons, having a war across an actual entire planet the size of earth would be too much for a computer to handle.
But, by looking outwards, she couldn't see any kind of curvature in the horizon. There weren't any big mountains or hills that she could see from her position, but just that one fact led her to theorize that this planet was actually the kind of scale that was implied. According to Uber Entertainment, Commanders were about 10-12 meters tall. If that was the case, and she couldn't see any noteworthy curve in the horizon, that meant two things. Firstly, the horizon would be more than 10km away from her, and it looked pretty far even to her size, and that also meant that the planet was definitely way bigger than she had expected and been planning for.
Immediately she increased the number of Fireflies from 50 to 5,000. She then stopped Dox production and assigned it back to fabricators, assigning them to work on the factory to increase speed. She paired the other two fabricator bots together and had then build another two MEX on the metal deposits, before ordering them to build a chain of PGEN's which she then increased into a big square of them.
Skye then turned her attention to the skies above them. They were currently in night-time and she could see a pair of moons floating past. After finishing her current Galata turret, she walked a little bit out of the base to a flat spot. Outstretching her arm, she started construction of an orbital launcher, whilst she, without looking, focused on two of the five fabricator bots that were assisting the factory, having them build a second as close to the first as they could. Before she finished the launcher, she ordered another two bots to build another factory, then pulled two of the four bots that had been built and were working on the first factory and ordered them to go around searching for metal deposits, then to build a MEX on top of any they found.
It was a lot more flexible commanding the units directly, since she could give orders like search and build rather than having to do it herself, but since she didn't have a god's eye view of things like where all material deposits were on the planet, she couldn't guess where the enemy commander was, or worse, where the commanders with an 's' were.
As the orbital launcher finished, she had it building an Orbital Fabricator Bot immediately, turning her attention elsewhere. Curious, she generally ordered that all Bot Factories were to maintain 3 fabricator bots assisting them at any time. When spare bots became available, a new Bot Factory was to be built. The resounding confirmations she got from all the different bots and the three factories probably would have given her a headache if she was organic any more.
She stayed by the factories, and when the first wave of bots came out and went to build factories, she immediately interjected, grouping the bots together and making them build one factory. It seemed the VI was capable of learning, since the next wave of bots that were built were grouped together similarly. She then added an extra order, that for every factory that was built, 7 MEX were required, as well as 5 PGENs. This would keep her economy in surplus.
That was when the first Orbital Fabricator Bot was completed. She ordered that bot to start working on an Orbital Factory, whilst assigning the Orbital Launcher to build two more which would assist the first, then to work on producing one ARKYD and then one Hermes, before repeating that queue, producing one ARKYD then one Hermes until she told it to stop.
This ate into her economy and put her power into deficit at the different things being done, so she manually took away one fabricator bot from each active factory and assigned them to assist the two bots steadily building PGENs. Reaching for the steadily-constructing Orbital Factory and the burgeoning VI within, she told it to immediately start producing Solar Arrays when it was completed, ordering the Orbital Fabricator Bots to assist it when it was done being constructed.
Focus back on the ground, she set an extra parameter for her bots, that all bots produced when a factory wasn't able to be created due to MEX shortages were to go out and start searching for Metal Deposits to build a MEX on, then to do that, then continue searching for more deposits. She then added another order, that if it was because of PGENs, then the bots produced would assist the ones building those generators.
She also stole 6 bots from the factories and assigned then to build two more air factories. As they did that she split the group of bots building PGENs in half and set the second group to build Umbrella Orbital Defenses all over the place, with permission to destroy anything that was in the way of ensuring every bit of ground was protected. After that, she then refocused on the factories with another hastily-conjured order.
This one stated that for every 6 T1 Bot Factories, 1 T2 Bot Factory was to be built. She then made the same stipulations about having enough MEX and PGEN structures built to support the factory and the bots produced by it. Her energy economy dipped again as her Orbital Factory kicked on and was supported by three Orbital Fabricator Bots, but quickly stabilized as the factor started pumping out Solar Arrays, then went into a major surplus as each Array produced more than 4x the energy of a PGEN.
The first T2 Bot Factory came online in short order, which started to produce T2 fabricator bots at her command, being supported by the 3 T1 fabricators that had been building it, the network of VI's having at least limited autonomy to solve problems on their own, such as what should be assigned to build the T2 Bot Factory she had ordered, coming up with the same amount as was used for T1's, not that it was a big deal.
She assigned the first T2 Fabricator Bot to find and build Advanced MEX's on all metal deposits it could find, sending the three bots to assist it. She went over her orders, then tweaked them so that more bots were siphoned off from the regular factories to assist the T2 bots. She noticed that her air factories were finished now and set all three to produce alternating Hummingbird Fighters and Icarus Solar Drones, all of whom were ordered to patrol the entire planet.
Skye then changed this order, splitting the Hummingbirds into two groups. Half of them would follow the previous orders, while half would stay close to the base, in case of aerial attack. She then took the bots that were building the factories and had them build another three factories right next to the previous three. These three factories were assigned to produce T1 Air Fabricators, two for each factory.
Checking her economy she saw that it was...well it was spiralling out of control. Between the bots that were streaming out of her factories and heading out to build PGENs and MEX's, the Solar Arrays in orbit, the Icarus aircraft, and the T2 MEX's being built by her T2 Fabricator Bots, her economy was firmly in the green. She cancelled the order for Solar Arrays that her Orbital Factory was producing, instead having it produce more Orbital Fabricator Bots, being assisted by the three currently in existence, steadily increasing the speed at which those bots were produced by the factory.
Slowing down time, she considered all the things she had built. Her Bot Factories had now sorted themselves out and were producing bots which either worked on the existing factories, built more factories, went off to go build MEX and PGENs, built T2 factories or assisted T2 Fabricator Bots. Her Orbital Launcher she quickly pulled four bots from the bot factories to assist it, producing ARKYD Radar Satellites and Hermes Probes which were scouting the planet for her enemy.
Her Air Factories needed her attention she discovered, setting up orders so they would expand in a similar way to the bot factories. She then added an extra order, telling them that they needed to leave gaps for ground, air and orbital defenses, letting them figure it out for themselves. She assigned the same order to the bot factories, mis-stepping when several of them spontaneously detonated.
When she asked for an update, the AI pointed out that they had built too densely, and so their alternative plan was to detonate several factories and re-distribute the assigned bots, giving room, after the reclamation process of course, to build the required defensive structures. As she received that report, she saw the bots assigned to defenses moving in to do just that, clearing the broken factories and then building an Umbrella in that position.
She then pulled three of the T2 Fabricator Bots off of their assigned factories and had them start using the provided spaces to build Advanced Laser Defense Towers, Anti-Nuke Launchers and Flak Cannons, pulling nine T1 Bot Fabricators to assist them. Pulling another T2, she told it to build an Advanced Radar in the middle of the base then to go out to the edge of the Advanced Radars range and build more Advanced Radars in a circling at the edge of the range, before them doing the same, overlapping them outwards and steadily covering the entire planet in radars.
Taking a few T1 Air Fabricators to assist the bot, she then felt irritation as she realized she now has T2 Air Fabricators she could have used, the factories having been following the same orders as the Bot Factories and producing a T2 for every 6 T1's. She recalled the T2 Bot, re-assigning it to its work as she set the T2 Air Fabricator to do the same thing, starting with the half-finished Advanced Radar in the middle of the base, setting the T1's to assist it.
Running down her mental list, she turned her focus to orbit, gawping slightly at the dozens of Orbital Fabricator Bots that were assisting the factory. She split them into groups of threes, assigning them to all build their own orbital factory, then those factories to build Avenger Orbital Fighters which were to patrol the entire planet. As she did that, she made a realization.
What if the enemy wasn't actually on her planet? So far she hadn't seen hidden or hair of any enemy on the planet, and between all of her creations, at least 60% of the planet had been scouted already. Unless they were hiding underground or in the sole ocean the planet had, they had to be elsewhere. Immediately she set half the factories to produce Advanced Radar Satellites, telling them all to cover the surface of the entire planet with coverage, then to fly to other planets and do the same. Any celestial body able to support units was to be searched for enemy presence.
Deciding to cover all her bases, she then set up factories for Land units, sending a group of T2 and T1 Air Fabricators to the Ocean with orders to produce Naval Factories in the same way as the other factories. That way she had some of every kind of unit on the planet, or over it, in the case of her air and orbital units. All of her factories aside from orbital now had orders that gave them exponential expansion potential, as long as there were metal deposits and space for the factories and PGENs.
Turning her attention again to space, she would have frowned if she had a face. She had pretty much covered the entire planet with reconnaissance and found no evidence of an enemy force, leading her to believe that they were elsewhere. But what was confusing her was that she hadn't detected a single hostile orbital unit. By focusing, she could see the different planets that were in-system. There was a gas giant, very tempting and definitely her next main target, and three other registered celestial bodies large enough to support a commander.
None of them had a single orbital unit? Her mission clock told her that thirty minutes had already passed without a single shot fired. Worried, she looked through her blueprints in case the Deepspace Radar was available, and as it turned out it was, which she immediately ordered the nearest fabricators to build. But as the structure was build in nearly an instant and unfurled, the same empty Solar System was seen. That left two, maybe three possibilities.
The first, and most likely, was that she was actually alone in this Solar System. She'd need more intel but already this was the most plausible. The second was that she was going against another like her, but who didn't know much about the game. Less likely, but still in the running. The third was that something was n the system with her, but was either playing ground-only with Umbrellas and Anti-nukes, or had some kind of shielding that stopped detection of their units. The least plausible, but worth contemplating.
Taking half the Advanced Radar Satellites, she sent them to the other three celestial bodies, two planets and a moon. She also took half her Orbital Fabricator Bots and half her Avengers, sending them to cover the Gas Giant in Jigs, before ordering the factories to replace the taken bots and fighters then continue their previous orders of building Satellites. While her creations travelled around the Solar System to their destinations, she checked all of her factories to make sure they were expanding correctly, the number of Fabricators under her control getting utterly off the scale.
Her orders stopped them from going above her economy, but even staying within those confines, especially with the Air Fabricators expanding outwards faster than any other unit and the T2 structures being so much more powerful, her economy was completely fine. As the Orbital Fabricator Bots reached the Gas Giant and started splitting into teams to build the Jigs, her economy went into overdrive, with Skye changing her factories to produce more Orbital Fabricator Bots who would assist in producing more bots to build more factories, which themselves would produce more bots that would either build more factories, assist the existing factories, or go over to the Gas Giant to work on more Jigs. Thanks to the increased scale, the quantity of Jigs she could put on the Gas Giant was utterly ludicrous.
She fiddled with the orders of her various factories and Fabbers, slowing time down when a group of her Advanced Radar Satellites arrived at the moon, which was the closest target, and started to spread out to search the entire surface. As they went around the planet and started closing the gap on the other side, she figuratively held her breath, letting it out when the gap closed entirely and no enemy presence was noted. She left a small group to roam the moon whilst the rest were sent to the other two planets.
Skye also sent a party of Orbital Fabricator Bots to the Sun, ordering them to cover the entire thing in Anchors. All units used the sun to slingshot around the solar system, and to do that they had to get in range of the anchors, meaning any hostile unit trying to travel would have to go around the sun. Idly she noted the fact that she could tell her units to go straight across the system, but it would take a much longer time to do.
Two hours had now passed since she had hit the surface of the planet, and there was still no hint of a hostile presence. Her Advanced Radar Satellites arrived at the second planet and started to spread out, scouring the entire surface. Again she focused on the planet, and again there was absolutely nothing there. Ordering them to head to the third planet, she sped time up and watched her satellites fly towards the final planet.
When they arrived, they immediately alerted her that they had detected enemies. Curiously enough though, nothing shot at them. On the surface of the planet there were individual units of Dox roaming around, but nothing else. No flying units, not orbitals, nothing but Dox. Interested, she set the satellites to spread out and search the planet, spotting a cluster of radar signatures that she presumed was a base of some kind.
As her satellites passed close enough for their optics to see the target, she wasn't too surprised to see a commander down there. But, quite hilariously, they were...well, the best way to put it was that they were hopeless. They had literally no fabrication units around, only two Bot factories, a few MEX, a single PGEN and a Galata AA turret. Their Commander model was a Rallus, and they were currently sat down doing nothing.
She looked down at her legs, extending them so she sat down on her chassis, having not really noticed that she had been stood up the entire time. She was a machine, it wasn't really something she noticed. Sending a group of Orbital Fabrication Bots to build some Orbital Factories above the planet, she considered what to do. The other Commander was just sitting there doing nothing, which led her to believe that this was the second possibility, that another person had been activated as a Commander consciousness and they were now being pitted against each other.
They obviously weren't entirely braindead, they had made a factory and a few structures, but it looked almost like they'd just given up. Maybe they had just fast-forwarded time to an insane degree by accident, or maybe slowed it to such a colossal degree that by the time a second had passed they had gone braindead or something? Whatever the case was, they weren't moving or acting in any way, though their factory was steadily producing Dox.
As the first few Orbital Factories were constructed, she pondered what to do for a moment. Eventually she decided to have a bunch of SXX-1304 Laser Platforms built which would destroy the factory, then spread out to kill all the Dox on the planet. To aid that she would also build a bunch of Anchors away from the enemy Commander to make a safe-zone, with which she would have a teleporter built so she could send her own units to the other side to clear out the Dox that were infesting the planet.
She wanted to see this for herself, and sure, it was a bit risky, the enemy Commander could be faking it or something, but she thought that unlikely, and with her control over the Solar System, doubted that they'd win, not if she had her SXX-1304's waiting overhead to shoot the enemy commander if they acted hostile to her. Just in case, she gave orders to her factories and fabricators to expand to other planets, teleporters to be set up and the different factory types to be constructed where applicable.
As the first SXX-1304 was constructed, she ordered it to attack only the Bot Factory and the Dox, nothing else. After less than 30 seconds, and with a second SXX-1304 assisting, the factory was destroyed in short order. The enemy commander didn't so much as twitch at the exploding building. Unhappy with this, she had the Laser Platforms start roaming around killing Dox while Umbrellas were constructed a short distance away from the Commander, a teleporter being built.
On the moon her satellites had seen first, she had a second portal built by the fabricators that were expanding there already, having those factories produce a bunch of bots, land vehicles and aircraft to send through the portal. Unlike in the game, aircraft were able to go through portals, which was useful. All the units were explicitly ordered to only attack Dox, spreading out across the entire planet.
Some of her units walked right past the hostile commander, who didn't show any reaction to their presence, just as it hadn't reacted to the factory being destroyed. She had one of the Dox fire a shot past the Commander, who again didn't react, then ordered it to shoot the right arm of the Rallus chassis, the bolts blasting a small black mark in the weapon. This garnered a reaction as the gun turned to the Dox that had fired and aimed right at it.
The Rallus Commander aimed at the Dox for a few moments before lowering the gun and planting the end of it against the ground, lifting themselves up as they looked around at the units that were clearing its planet of Dox. It was then that she realized a possibility she had missed. Maybe the reason the Commander was unresponsive was because they'd been overwhelmed by the insane number of Dox that were populating their planet.
Skye hadn't had that issue, but maybe that was because she was different? Whatever the case was, the Commander had risen, and she wanted to see it for herself. She stepped through a portal to the moon, then through another portal to arrive on the planet the Rallus was on. Trundling over on all four legs, she saw the head of the Rallus turn to examine her, and would have smirked as she saw it lower its right arm, the gun arm, down towards the floor, having risen it as well as the fabricator arm, to ready positions, probably just naturally.
She normally kept her own arms pointing backwards, out of the way of her vision and her legs. If this Commander turned out to be hostile, there were enough things pointing guns at it that it'd be dead before it could get close enough to damage her with the reactor detonation. That was when she encountered a problem...how was she supposed to communicate?
With her bots, she just mentally sent and received messages. But of course, she and the other Commander probably used different frequencies or something, to stop the enemy Commander from giving countermanding orders and confusing the units. Spinning her Fabricator arm around, she aimed it down and then pictured what she wanted to have created.
Her systems gave her a request for confirmation, then began spraying nanites out at the ground, forming metal in lines and shapes. When it was done she rotated her arm back, looking at the Rallus Commander as they looked at the metal. She had written out a pretty simple message. 'I come in peace, and Cats says that all your base are belong to us.' A statement and a joke.
The Commander rose their own Fabricator, head tilted to look at it, before they too pointed it at the ground. A minute of real time passed before the nanite spray turned on, metal forming and creating two short words. 'Kill. Me' They then raised their Fabricator arm as she watched, turning their head to the side and exposing the side of their head, where a black patch was visible. The same patch that was on their right arm, the burn mark of a blast from a Dox. 'Can't. Shoot. Self. Had. Robot. Do.' They slowly scrawled out, minutes passing between messages.
It was readily apparently that the Commander in front of her had tried to kill themselves and was unsuccessful, probably blasted off their comms unit in the process and fucked their head up fiercely. 'Are you sure? I might be able to fix you.' She scrawled on the floor, observing the burned patch of Chassis even as the Rallus Commander stepped closer to read what she had written, then wrote a confirmation with their own Fabricator.
Trundling backwards on her four legs, she ordered her units back away from the Rallus Commander. If they tried to kill themselves and honestly wanted it, she saw no reason to deny them that. Maybe this all was too much for them. She was alright with it, being in Planetary Annihilation, but some people probably would, well, react like the other Commander and try to kill themselves. Reaching out for her Laser Platforms, she ordered them all to fire at the Rallus Commander, the orbital weapons all firing their beam and instantly causing the wounded Commander to go critical.
As it exploded, she felt...honestly, a little apathetic, and even a bit accomplished. Chances were she just killed another person, someone with thoughts and feelings and emotions. Well, actually, now that she thought about it, she hadn't really experienced many emotions since she woke up. She felt amusement, frustration, elation and others, but nothing extremely powerful. Nor did she feel any panic when she was about to be dropped onto the planet. But, she pushed those thoughts aside as the explosion cleared and left her with one question.
Now what?
So...how was it?
I think it was alright, with the scaling up and all that. Of course, now that Skye has all of this, she's now left figuring out what to do next, but she has plenty of economy behind her for her nefarious schemes, muahahaha!
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