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So what I'm getting is, and I'm still reading all the material, is that everything is factory~esque and the overseers are like bosses? Something I also noticed is that there's no service type people, your butlers and such so what if there qasa facility that brain washed people by implanting slimes in them and made them loyal servants/ soldier


Lucius pretty much spelled it out. But, yes, Infactorium is a factory complex that is designed to house sixty individual factories (on paper) and each Factory is a self-contained Dominion of its creator, such as Faetalis's Factory is a storefront of a haberdashery that opens up to a warehouse of skinsuit trophies that are other player who bet their character build, and she won in GvGs, allowing her to craft their Avatars and Gear for her own uses with her Overseer.

Most Factories operate much the same, and don't generate much in the way of waste, and what little waste they do generate is recycled into their Factories, like Tungsten and Cormac can recycle scrap metal for slag, Mae and Gamma can recycle scrap food into leftover, or they go to Levia and into her Slime Hatcheries.

At it's prime, this was pretty much how it went. Cyberskeletons carrying unusable waste to Levia, and Factories working in their "boxes".

That isn't to say, you couldn't go with your ideas, but the slime infection idea does tread on Gamma's whole premise, and devalue it a bit, since she puts herself as mortal risk to do what your slimes would do for free.

Plus, it does go against Faetalis's Code of Conduit, which is to avoid inciting PvP against the Guild without the express consent of the Raid Council, to just go around mind-ganking people, as an Overseer in her Guild.

Well I've been perusing the tab and I'm still getting a feel, but the slime race was my main thing I wanted


Slime race is perfectly acceptable. Faetalis's Overseer is a Nanite Slime, after all. She just doesn't have a CS, so you don't actually know her build.

So, if ya wanna be a Slime race, go for it.
So is there a current roster for positions within the factory? I kinda had a slime character similar to the cockroach dude in the anime, maybe a summoner or auch


In the current state of Infactorium, it's been completely scraped for raw materials and reconstructed into a specialized Dungeon for the current cast. As such, there is no open space in the Main Factory, because they isn't one, so you would be one of the Satellite Factories that broke off and scattered around when the Guild Hall was transferred from YGGDRASIL into the New World.

As far as character is concerned, what your race, build, and overall purpose of your Factory can overlap with another Overseers. In-narrative, Infactorium was tight knit and prone to constant collaboration, so there was tons of overlap.

If you really want to avoid overlap, you'll be better served by hitting up the CHAR tab, and diving into the cast to find yourself a niche.
I know that the game says its full but would there be an opportunity to submit an application for a future opening?


Depending on what kind of character you would like to play as, yes, room may open up in the future. It's still in the development stage, but there is a system in place to accept newcomers to the Factory. After all, Factory must expand, Factory must grow.
Eyyyy, it's up! The cycle starts anew. Faetalis can be difficult as hell to write at times. She's supposed to be one part conceited, two parts charming, and one part in the moment, which is not always conducive to an argument. But, the long and short of it is, Faetalis showing off the Realty-bending Power of her Crafting, as she crafted, literally, her IRL self as a onesie to wear in order to demonstrate her point of becoming Human, while staying a Monster in her new world order.

Because, Man is the real Monster.

Now, whether that point got across is subjective to the reader, and the character, but hey, I think I did okay, lol *toots own horn*

Y'all's turn, and I'm so glad to be able to say that again.

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A silence would pass, as Faetalis left everyone to speak their peace, and voice their concerns of her plan. In truth, she was testing them - she had to. If she didn’t, they wouldn’t fare well in their new roles as “those that make decisions” and “those that execute decisions” at the same time. Fortunately, they were coming along at a stellar pace; even though a little hit and miss, they were well in line with her projections. They would make fine successors to her friends...

...replacements.

Sooner or later, she would have to face that fact. They weren’t coming back.

Wherever she was, they couldn’t follow.

So many places to start, and so much to address. I suppose, I will start with the most practical of fears, and descend from there...” Faetalis says, clapping her hands together, “But, first, I want to say, I’m proud of each of you and your progress. This is what I hoped to see, when I named you my new Raid Council. The confidence to speak to me and against me in the same breath.” Faetalis beamed, her shark-like teeth clearly edged - one of her few android features, before she crossed her arms. “Now, then, to address the concerns of mutilation. Smother them, wholly and completely. I needn’t mutilate you to fit you in my Doll Skins. They are tailored to fit you, seamless, perfectly - such is my talent.

I would nary see one scale of your arms, Levia, chipped nor one scale of your wings, Gamma, clipped,” Faetalis says. “The skin you choose will fit you like a glove upon the hands of royalty. I assure you. And, it is that fit that I must urge you to take one, Cormac, Madame Mae. It is not to sully your form nor spit upon your Supreme Being’s gifts, but to elevate your own potential going beyond these walls and into the world of Humans.” Faetalis cast her arms to the sides, motioning to the racks of the warehouse, “These skins are those of the Supreme Beings that yours defeated. In combat. In duels. In sieges. But, these are there victories, and not yours. It is time they are retired, and the new season wear is made.

Faetlis looked to Gamma, then Tungsten, before she continued, “And, it is for that reason, I would deny you all these skins as choices. I wish you not to forget the deeds of those that created you, but to honour their deeds by replacing these with new ones, earned by your victories.

So, look not to these skins for inspiration. Look inside you. See the form of the Human inside of you...” Faetalis says, standing over the crafting table, as she grew four more arms; taking thread and needle, file and scissor, and a stack of thin, skin-coloured sheets. “Inside each Monster, a Human lies - the core of their being; the darkness and guile that allows them to blend in and commit atrocities,” she says, sewing and cutting, hemming and trimming, “It sounds insane, but I urge you to look deep, and show me your innermost soul...

And, I will create the YOU that the world will see and come to love or fear. Monsters, as Humans, living among them, for weal and for woe.

Faetalis would hold up the finished product, and it would swish like a paper-thin jacket, as she threw it out behind her, and put it on like one. It would suddenly envelope her, and the nude skin would grow out hair, nails, fingers, toes, tone, and define features, until a nude woman stood before them.


To the uninitiated, this young woman looked like she belonged in a tower - desperately awaiting rescue - and appeared fragile and afraid. To the unassuming, she was the goal of a long quest...

...not its final boss.

At least, until she bodily shivered, and sneezed, “Cold...
Your new Queen has arrived, and she almost committed a war crime in her first post. Clearly, you should vote for her for President 2024.
As they "landed" from the teleport, Alice would stumble forward; her mushroom brain telling her that teleportation was forward motion, and the movement needed to be honoured. It didn't - but, how was she to know? Normalcy worked so much differently than Wonderland, and she was, until recently deposed by fire, the Queen of Diamonds. As she stumbled forward, however, she would nearly crash into a woman with hair that was mightily long and gorgeously purple, and noticed her concerned expression.

Alice didn't even notice the returning teleport of her allies, nor their wounds and burns, or even that they exist. How could she focus on them, when this angel made flesh was standing before her with her face scrunched up in such beautiful concern? Her eyes narrowed in worried focus. Her lips pursed in an anxious pout. Her nose --

"FOCUS!!!"

"YEEP!!!"

Alice nearly leapt from her skin, as Carroll barked at her. She was driving at the speed of Horny on Main Street, and missing every exit onto Responsibility Avenue. Shaking her head, she looked at the woman...

She bore the look of someone with something to say (not particularly to Alice, at this juncture, but still); a request to fulfill or a message to deliver, Alice knew not what her vocal intentions were - just that she had them. Steeling herself, Alice cleared her throat, and asked, "A-A-Are y-you o-okay?"

"Smooth, Alice..."

Alice meeped, hefting her Cursed Sword, and looking hella sus, as she whispered, "She's so pretty, Carroll..." Her Heavenly soft voice was a clear contrast to the Hellishly coarse voice of her parasitic companion, as he shot back, "Stay on task!" Alice failed her arms, before managing a stable salute, "Wah-Wah-Wah-What can I do for you, ma'am!? The Taskforce is at your service!"

She wasn't even official yet... but she did have a pretty official looking salute.

That would probably convince her.

Hopefully...

Despite being awkward as sin, Alice seemed to find her mark, as the woman did need assistance from the Taskforce about a Heavenly Strike... or, did she actually just wanna pass that message on to them? Alice really couldn't pick between the two, but she knew that this was something that caught Carroll's attention, at least.

And, what had his attention, duly had hers - that's just how parasitic symbiosis worked.

"Thank you, mila -- miss!" Alice says, in mid-fedora tip with her mad hat, before she stopped herself from committing a war crime this early in her new campaign, and booked it to hunt down the musician telling the tale of technique turned myth.

"The first stop in rebuilding Wonderland of Diamonds is acquiring that technique or the Demon Energy that its user generates when using it..."

"Mhm! Let's do our best! I just hope there aren't a lot of people..."
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Picking missions still work the same as in Monster Girl Guild? Just pick one, in-narrative, and go from there?
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