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  Start |  Previous  (8) | Next (10) |   Index Nasr (H minus One Month 26 Days) "They already possess training of that kind."  Dr. Putnam informed me.  Although the two Putnam sisters were informal with each other, I made a point of keeping us to some sort of formality.  Not that I liked formal military manners and all that. But the good doctor had coddled her monsters for too long. "They don't have experience.  Daemons and pre-loaded katas mean nothing.  Prescient heuristics and all that is helpful, but experience still has some value."  I tried not to show my irritation. "Experience is overrated human emotional BS."  Dr. Putnam scowl deepened.  "Everything you've done so far, is pure intimidation and social reprogramming.  It isn't necessary.  They already possess the means to act in the field as trained as possible-" "No they don't.  They lack confidence.  They have rarely, or never ha...

On The Forging and Origin of Androids: Processes And Genesis By Nikolai Ripley, Adamantine Gear of the Esoterium Machina The basis of Androids comes from a extrapolation on the aethgoyles and the aetherfire that drove them.  The Aetheric Empire constructed elaborate living fires.  Aethgoyles feed off of ambient magical energies, but are animalistic.  They seem to lack higher functions. Golems operate on similar principles.  The closest to human in shape are wax golems.  The process of creating a golem is to imbue its vessel through arcane enhancements.  Programming is added after the fact, and these programs form the basis of how golems function.  Golems rely on subtle mental magics to understand how to move and act based on their creator's orders.   Thus, programming can change.  It can be altered. What makes Androids differ from either Aethgoyles or Golems is that they have no programming nexus.  They do not rely on a encha...

Start (1) | Previous (7)  | Next (9) | Index Davyd Samuel Whyte (H minus One Month, 28 Days) "And Nasr has been making solid progress, despite the oddities introduced by Dr. Putnam?"  I asked. The ten members of the United Nations Security Council looked gruffly up from their folders.  Each furrowed brows.  Someone coughed.  In the center of the room, the liver spotted Co-Director Martin glanced up at me. A irritated look.  I resisted one of my own.  With a quarter of the Earth under EpicVentures control, in the last few years I had bypassed the archaic and byzantine system, wherein I'd use representatives from nations EpicVentures controlled completely to voice our say, by simply appearing myself.  EpicVentures had purchased many of those nations long after they'd destabilized and been depopulated. Rick didn't understand why I insisted on it.  It was simpler.  The rest of the UN Sec had resisted it, but eventually I made ...

Start | Previous (6)  | Next (8) | Index  Charlie (H minus One Month 28 Days) My head hurt.  My body ached.  This was a dreamspace.  That is my domain.  My heart is in the dream. I looked longingly over at Whiskey.  On the second attempt we all had tried to not go near the huge morass of alien things.  But our tiny human avatars couldn't outrun them.  We couldn't outrun the gas either. That gas.  It only made my brain hurt worse.  Whatever the program did, my thoughts in it grew sluggish.  I almost went to sleep on my feet. The enemy, as the strange new man who I, and only me, had learned was called Nasr, killed us in the dreamspace on the second attempt too.  In less than a half hour. When we woke up on our third time, we cried.  We couldn't talk.  Some, like Foxtrot, just started to kick and wail on the dirt around us.  Whiskey and I just sat there, clutching each other. The enemy took u...

Start | Previous (5)  | Next (7) | Index Nasr Al-Muntaqim (H minus One Month, 29 Days) I walked with certainty through the Dreamspace. Hecate had given me Admin access over it. Each of the twenty monsters looked up at me. Curious looks. It made me remember Haven. Memories of young faces watching. Ones that died in nuclear fire. I put memories of those horrors aside in my mind. Each monster had avatars that looked human. Most looked like young teenage girls. A handful looked like teen boys, or some androgynous mixture. Young faces with bodies shorter than my own avatar. They'd modeled them on what data they must've found on human body measurements. I'd designed my avatar to tower over them. Even if I was certain each of them were going to die, I'd do my job. I saw Dom's face on each of them. Some ghosts never rest I suppose. "You are here to train. I'm here to teach you. And if you try, maybe, just maybe, you will learn enough to keep from dying...

Start (1) | Previous (4)  | Next (6) | Index Ghale Putnam (H minus One Month, 29 Days) "They both blacked out?" I tried not to wince remember how fast the two giant monsters had been moving before one had headbutted the other.  "I thought these things were supposed to be designed for combat." "Charlie and Foxtrot have never gotten along with one another."  Nicky supplied.  "At their size, they can cause one another serious harm." I tried not to let out a annoyed sigh.  "How?  I mean, I'd understand if they were... smaller I guess." "Ever go horse riding?"  Nicky asked, her dark skinned face looking up at me with bit of a grin. "No, can't say that I have."  I remembered childhood memories outdoors with Miri, the two of us trying to outdo the other.  The two of us five seconds from trying to kill one another. "Well," Nicky opened a nearby door, leading me down to the chamber where ...

Well, here is a new character sheet for my #Crux Fate Core game, The Keepers of Crux. I think it improves on the prior one. Open to any suggestions or critiques.

Alright.  #Crux, City of Curses post tonight, all about Vampyres, their nature in the world Crux is set in, and their variety.  I've previous written up a bit of history on the five clans/families that dominate the Blood Quarter in Crux:  The  Walridr , the  Inculti , the  Visconti , the  Medama , and the  Patrizo . This isn't as extensive as the post on Ursyklon was.  I plan to eventually write up a bit on the Blood Quarter and the Blood Barons, but this is starting point for explaining how the vampyres in Crux work in a broad sense. Again, thanks for reading.  Comments and the rest are always welcome.  I think I'm going to try to get a post for In Transit Monsters up this weekend, if I can manage it. Vampyres Aristocrats, the Vampyres once hide themselves away underground throughout Orphos.  Most lived in or near Crux, as the City of Curses has long had a reputation for tolerating most kinds of monsters, excepting l...

Start (1) | Previous Part (3) | Next Part (5) |  Index Davyd Samuels Whyte (H minus Two Months) @RahmConrayd: @Whyte It's being implemented.  The UN Sec confirmed it about an hour ago. @DSWhyte: @RahmConrayd Then things move as they should.  Senator, we will have a seat for you on Orpheus. I opened my eyes.  My Daemon would handle the details.  Superior to any meager BrainSys, it's personality could access accounts on its own.  It could conduct things as though it were myself. "Davyd."  My uncle's voice reminded me.  There were other matters, not just the advancement of the Pygmalion Program.  "Davyd, you've seen the recent Count I presume?" The stomach roiled.  The Count the sheer number of people dead.  I looked over at the man who had outlived my own parents.  Who, like myself, was one of the few left who had any real stake in the company. In the last day, humanity had lost its last colony.  Mars had...

Ok.  So I went did this.  Here is a re-write and a as-comprehensive-as-I-can-make-it post on the Ursyklon in # Crux .  This still needs some matter for it (I think, I can't ever truly finish a thing).  The Ursyklon are Crux-specific unique retooling of Halflings. The Ursyklon: Children of the Wolf-Mother Quote: Call a proud Ursyklon a Halfling, if you undervalue your life. It is a mistake to think the Ursyklon (UR-sike-LON) weak because they are smaller than most others.  The Ursyklon once roamed the stars, conquerors of many worlds.  Those who remain on Orphos remember that legacy. Ursyklon are half the size of a human.  They share some physical similarities in appearance.  But they aren't half-sized versions of humans.   Ursyklon are born with claws, and are marsupial, being born in pouches.  Ursyklon can shift their gender, a process they call "Mother-Walking." As they mature, their claws fall out.  Their ears are po...

Start (Part 1) | Previous (Part 2)  | Next Part (4) |  Index Nasr Al-Muntaqim (H minus Two Months) #InTransit@NasrAlMuntaqim "Haraam transit."  Every time it made me want to throw up.  Every time.  Fifty drops through transit and I still got sick from it.  I opened my eyes as the cackle-boom ended. "Hello?"  Someone asked, but I didn't answer right away.  Instead I put a hand to my throat. I kept it there.  After five minutes, after I was certain that I wasn't going to puke, I looked at the woman trying to greet me.  She looked pale. "Um... Hello, sir?"  She looked no older than twenty.  She wore a white lab coat that contrasted with her dark skin.  Her hair hung over her shoulder in a long ponytail.  "Can I help you?" "This is the Hut, isn't it?"  I waved a hand at the statue grotesque trio of monsters I had transited in front of.  "I'm here to train monsters.  I imagine not these, but...