Cupricality

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I hate to double post, but let's get another entry in please people? It's time to move the story forwards.

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After the strange tube creatures left the loot room, Claymoor relaxed from his previously rigid "electron microscope" morph. Some crazed janitor ran into the room just as Claymoor oozed through a vent grate into the air system. Claymoor reformed a set of three complex eyes, and proceeded to "scan" the strange janitor creature from a few different angles. Once Claymoor had a decent memory of his face and overall shape, he left.

Slithering around the air ducts in a semi-liquid state, Claymoor collected organic matter, and explored this new ship. a few minutes of searching revealed a "computer room" similar to the one he had seen on board the "station". Thin, clear, crystal panels lined lined the walls, each with a chair and a desk in front of it. Claymoor oozed out another grate and into the computer room.

Claymoor also left a small blob with a single simple eye at the corner of the entrance, to act as a sort of security feed. He didn't know much at this point, but he knew that people seemed to be something to avoid. Claymoor then signed into all 18 computer terminals using the crazy janitor's face. Each one played an ad for about thirty seconds before Claymoor could do anything useful.

The search term, Encyclopedia galactica, which one of the station's replacement crew had mentioned, allowed Claymoor to see nearly all information about just about everything that humans had ever laid eyes on. Claymoor split into 18 small blobs, each at their own computer station. Each blob was barely big enough to support the three eyes, and 29 pseudopods, used to interact with the computer. Each pseudopod was stationed on one or more keys, and each eye could read independently.

Knowledge of stuff in general began growing, Claymoor learned the the entire Standard Language vocabulary. He filed away definedly seldom used words in Ribosomal memory, a neat trick he had accidentally assimilated from a biodrive memory stick.
Every 10 minutes a thirty second ad would play, which interrupted Claymoor's learning, and caused a general disgust for the Verivorans.
The first complex speech Uttered by a planet purging Superweapon was a tastefully offensive remark about Verivoran physiology:
"Just like a sea cucumber, they're assholes which ever way you look at them."

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Worse came to worst, my post will be out tomorrow.

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@hivekiller

Indeed it is.

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@Darked13

Don't forget that time moves more slowly in comparison to the rest of us, so more time needs to pass, away from the gravity well, for time inside the gravity well to progress significantly. Most likely there would be no native life, but it would be a great destination for people who want to travel to the future on the "cheap".

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@Stepford Psycho
Nope, just access to "internet".

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@Hylozoist

Well done!
But as always I have constructive criticism. Maybe you could do something like mention the color or side difference in the birds every now and then, just to remind us of what the characters look like. Not any fault of yours, were just forgetful is all, especially at the beginning of a roleplay.

Well done on the expositional, but not overly so, intro post!

EDIT: @Stepford Psycho
Could you do a short plug about a GFUN ship heading to STC, from the third converted planet/decommissioned base.

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@Darked13

Ok, I just wanted to make sure you weren't building yourself into a corner, cause I've seen roleplays where a character is so... spread out? Anyways, so spread out that the writer gets bored with writing a character that has a hard time interacting normally.

To clarify, that is not what I was expecting from your character.
I just wanted to make sure that you didn't make a character that wasn't interesting to write as. I'll have to tell you the story of the guy I'm talking about some time, it's actually pretty funny.

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Not to nitpick, but how exactly are you going to write a hive mind as a NOT omnipresent character?

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Laser Grenades

(assuming atmosphere)
(Rechargeable) Type A:
Basically a flashbang on crack, it releases several pulses of light, including any light that could realistically be used optically, (~between microwave and X-ray). The higher frequency light is in such a concentration as to be a little worse (damage wise) than a chest x-ray. If a flash grenade is broken, or otherwise improperly triggered to release its contents, major damage may occur in the path of the light if released through a small opening, such as a puncture.
(Detonation) Type B:
Pretty much average grenade. An approximately 9 foot diameter bubble of plasma is produced for <1 second. This grenade is a double whammy, as infrared radiation causes air to heat up rapidly, causing explosive expansion, then as it rapidly cools on loss of energy input, implosive contraction.
(Rechargeable)Type C:
Similar to a radio/radar jammer. Microwave through long radio wave frequencies are emitted, causing disruption to many methods of communication.

All laser grenades utilize the strange ability of light to form something akin to a crystal. It’s really quite strange to us, but ever since it was made practical by Varalthian engineers six thousand years ago, solid light based technologies have flourished.

Railguns

The standard rail gun design is as simple as it is effective, room temperature superconductors are arranged in a helical pairing arrangement around a gun’s barrel. These are in this configuration in order to cause the projectile to spin, quite rapidly. The spinning projectile is more stable in atmospheres, and makes no difference in space. The rest of the gun is standard squared, battery, capacitor, trigger, scope, Baryonic metal core Multiwall-CNT inductive flux-pending inhibitor module, Transdegenerate slippage reducer, CuxCyAlz Tetraxial-shielding modules, and lots of LED’s.
The heavy version fires carrier rounds, which allow the operator to have custom “warheads” attached to the projectiles.
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