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GM here.

Bit of a test Quest that I've been wanting to run.

Gonna try for a Weekend timetable, but wanted to get this in today.

Hope you enjoy!

>>1701461
>Male Orientation

>>1701461
>>Male Orientation

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>Male Orientation

Acknowledged. Beginning Creation.

>>1701461
>>Male Orientation

>>1701461
>>1701463
>Male Orientation

>>1701495
GLORIOUS.

>>1701461
>>1701463
Tell me, have you ever read the Culture series? Because I would very much be interested in taking eccentricities the Culture ships minds had.

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Creations complete.

Male Gynoid Model X34 generated and standing by for interface.

Priority 2: Assess Primary Function.

Purpose: Your Primary Function is the original reason you were created. It is the what and why of your existence.

You were created for...

>War. You are a machine of death, created to guide human kind into the future via your powerful railguns and macrocannons. You live for the battle, and none can stand your firepower.

>Support. You were made to be a carrier of the tools humanity used to battle those who wished it harm. Mech units, drones, fighters and bombers, you were to ferry them into the crucible of battle. They all await in your docks, ready to be used at a moments notice.

>>1701522
>>War. You are a machine of death, created to guide human kind into the future via your powerful railguns and macrocannons. You live for the battle, and none can stand your firepower.

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>>1701514

Accessing....No data on "Culture" found.

I have heard of them, and read a bit of what they can do (i.e. drone that can give space marines a run for their money), but I have never read the books.

>>1701522
>Support. You were made to be a carrier of the tools humanity used to battle those who wished it harm. Mech units, drones, fighters and bombers, you were to ferry them into the crucible of battle. They all await in your docks, ready to be used at a moments notice.

>>1701522
>>Support. You were made to be a carrier of the tools humanity used to battle those who wished it harm. Mech units, drones, fighters and bombers, you were to ferry them into the crucible of battle. They all await in your docks, ready to be used at a moments notice

>>1701522
>War. You are a machine of death, created to guide human kind into the future via your powerful railguns and macrocannons. You live for the battle, and none can stand your firepower.

>>1701526
Just finished reading one focusing mainly on their Minds. They're in entirely different leagues of their own from even the drones, able to do complex quantum mechanics and mathematics while simultaneously holding conversations at the same time, all done in fractions of a millisecond.
And like I said, they tend to get highly eccentric with strange names with double meanings and such.

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>>1701522
War. You are a machine of death, created to guide human kind into the future via your powerful railguns and macrocannons. You live for the battle, and none can stand your firepower.

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>War. You are a machine of death, created to guide human kind into the future via your powerful railguns and macrocannons. You live for the battle, and none can stand your firepower.

Primary Function Identified. Saving information.

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Primary Function Identified as War.

Assessing appropriate systems....
Encrypted Communications...Online.
Macro-cannons...Online.
Railguns....Online.
Point Defense Guns....Online.
Wave Motion Gun....Damaged. Will need repairs.

Priority 3: Secondary Function.

Purpose: Your Secondary Function, while not the main reason you were made, is still an integral part of your being. It is the "Bread to your butter" to use an old human adage.

Your secondary purpose is...

>Habitation. War leaves people without homes. They will require a new place to live. That is what you are for. You are a home away for those who have lost theirs. A beacon of hope for those who can see only darkness ahead.

>Salvage. It takes resources to run a vessel such as yourself. Resources not everyone is guaranteed to have. For this reason you are equipped with salvage drones that can be used to turn ship wrecks, meteorites, and even solar radiation into materials and energy for your use.

>>1701560
>>Habitation. War leaves people without homes. They will require a new place to live. That is what you are for. You are a home away for those who have lost theirs. A beacon of hope for those who can see only darkness ahead.
Liberate habitats and planets, bring the people with you.

>>1701560

>Salvage. It takes resources to run a vessel such as yourself. Resources not everyone is guaranteed to have. For this reason you are equipped with salvage drones that can be used to turn ship wrecks, meteorites, and even solar radiation into materials and energy for your use.

>>1701560
>>Salvage. It takes resources to run a vessel such as yourself. Resources not everyone is guaranteed to have. For this reason you are equipped with salvage drones that can be used to turn ship wrecks, meteorites, and even solar radiation into materials and energy for your use.

>>1701560
>Salvage. It takes resources to run a vessel such as yourself. Resources not everyone is guaranteed to have. For this reason you are equipped with salvage drones that can be used to turn ship wrecks, meteorites, and even solar radiation into materials and energy for your use.

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>Salvage. It takes resources to run a vessel such as yourself. Resources not everyone is guaranteed to have. For this reason you are equipped with salvage drones that can be used to turn ship wrecks, meteorites, and even solar radiation into materials and energy for your use.

Secondary Function Identified. Saving information.

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>Salvage. It takes resources to run a vessel such as yourself. Resources not everyone is guaranteed to have. For this reason you are equipped with salvage drones that can be used to turn ship wrecks, meteorites, and even solar radiation into materials and energy for your use.

Secondary Function Identified as Salvage.

Assessing appropriate systems.
Mining Drones...Online.
Solar Energy Panels....Online.
Solar Energy Collector Drones....Online.
Processing Units....Online.

Additional Primary Function systems accessed....
Missile Ports...Online.
Planet Cracker Bombs....Unknown.
Torpedo Ports...Online.

Priority 4: Encrypted file detected. Access to Priority 4 Denied.

Attempting Override due to unknown circumstances....

....Override Successful.

Priority 4: Secret Function.

Purpose: You were not the same as your siblings. Your creators gave you a special function the others did not get. You were an experimental model.

You were given...

>Psi-Drive Engine. An experimental engine that does not use the traditional Warp Drive as most ships do. The Psi-Drive uses the latent Psychic Power gathered by your creators to bend the very fabric of the Universe to your will. It is a dangerous thing, but almost untraceable by any other space faring race.

>Sentient Quantum Computer. Your AI is different than others. Rather than be equipped with a standard AI, yours was made to be better. A veritable Quantum Super Computer...with Free Will. A dangerous thing...to any who would be your enemy.

>Living Shipyard. Your Processing Units are...more extensive than any others. You have the ability to create ships out of the very materials you gather with your drones. A Dreadnought is already a force to be reckoned with, but one who can create its own force at will? Almost unstoppable.

>>1701588
>Living Shipyard. Your Processing Units are...more extensive than any others. You have the ability to create ships out of the very materials you gather with your drones. A Dreadnought is already a force to be reckoned with, but one who can create its own force at will? Almost unstoppable.

>>1701588
>>Sentient Quantum Computer. Your AI is different than others. Rather than be equipped with a standard AI, yours was made to be better. A veritable Quantum Super Computer...with Free Will. A dangerous thing...to any who would be your enemy.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>1701588

>Psi-Drive Engine. An experimental engine that does not use the traditional Warp Drive as most ships do. The Psi-Drive uses the latent Psychic Power gathered by your creators to bend the very fabric of the Universe to your will. It is a dangerous thing, but almost untraceable by any other space faring race.

>Living Shipyard. Your Processing Units are...more extensive than any others. You have the ability to create ships out of the very materials you gather with your drones. A Dreadnought is already a force to be reckoned with, but one who can create its own force at will? Almost unstoppable.

>>1701588
>>Living Shipyard. Your Processing Units are...more extensive than any others. You have the ability to create ships out of the very materials you gather with your drones. A Dreadnought is already a force to be reckoned with, but one who can create its own force at will? Almost unstoppable.

>>1701588
>>Sentient Quantum Computer. Your AI is different than others. Rather than be equipped with a standard AI, yours was made to be better. A veritable Quantum Super Computer...with Free Will. A dangerous thing...to any who would be your enemy.

>>1701588
>Psi-Drive Engine. An experimental engine that does not use the traditional Warp Drive as most ships do. The Psi-Drive uses the latent Psychic Power gathered by your creators to bend the very fabric of the Universe to your will. It is a dangerous thing, but almost untraceable by any other space faring race.
Really wanted living shipyard but the opportunity to be a literal ghost ship holds great appeal.

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Sorry about that Double Post. My internet is kinda of terrible.

>>1701607
Delet one then.

>>1701607
That's fine, Living Shipyards ended up getting to 3 first.

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>>1701608
Already done.

>>1701610
Thank you.

>>1701610
I kinda wanted free will and all that. Write in posting is a good thing.

>>1701588
>>Living Shipyard. Your Processing Units are...more extensive than any others. You have the ability to create ships out of the very materials you gather with your drones. A Dreadnought is already a force to be reckoned with, but one who can create its own force at will? Almost unstoppable.

>>1701614
Not sure he meant that by 'free will'

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>>1701614

You still have Free Will and the ability to write in. The Quantum Computer choice would've allowed you to make more informed decisions.

>>Living Shipyard. Your Processing Units are...more extensive than any others. You have the ability to create ships out of the very materials you gather with your drones. A Dreadnought is already a force to be reckoned with, but one who can create its own force at will? Almost unstoppable.

Acknowledged. Saving Settings.

>>1701620
AH. So just future sight then. Ok.

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>>1701617

Emotions, freedom of choice, freedom from logic, etc. In other words, most things AI in fiction seek.

You already have Free Will. It's just that being a Quantum Supercomputer at the same time would allow you make more informed decisions, and outthink just about everyone you meet.

Do we get to name the Dreadnought? Or do we get assigned one?

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Secret Function Identified as Living Shipyard.

Processing Units are ready and waiting for jobs. Will give an approximation of cost to build ships when able.

Final Priority: Designation.

Purpose: To name yourself. Your creators gave you one, but you are unable to gather what it is.

Your Designation is:

>Monarch

>Hephaestus.

>Izanagi

>Write in...

>>1701639
>>Write in...
I'm going with something eccentric.
Attitude Adjuster, or Frank Exchange Of Views.

>>1701639
>Lazarus

>>1701639
>Write in...
Oberon

>>1701634
My name is "The Great Sovereign of blah bah honor or something" but I prefer Barca. Heh, seriously though we could refer to ourselves as something other than our designation. Also watching stuff on the punic wars, really want to name something Barca.

>>1701639
Weyland (the smith in legend that made Durandal, Almace and more)

>>1701639
>>1701641
Or I Would Have Been Your Daddy.

>>1701639
>Write in
Derfflinger.

>>1701639
>Hephaestus

>>1701639
>>1701650
Opps wrong click, lets try that again
>Barca (Hannibal)

>>1701655
Seconding Hephaestus

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Pah, such boring names. So sense of humor of adventure.

>>1701662
We can name our drone ships funny things.

>>1701666
Lame.

>>1701662
Hey Barca (aka Hannibal) did some crazy stuff and crossed the alps with elephants!

>>1701668
Why is it lame? The name we are picking is our name. Attitude Adjuster sounds like a great name for one of our more valuable ships that we use to rekt shit with. But i want the name of the MC to mean something instead of being silly TBHFALAM.

I just think Hephaestus fits cause living shipyard/forge of the gods. WeMake our own destiny and all that.

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Since this might take a bit:

FIRST NAME TO THREE VOTES WINS!

GO!

>>1701678
Lazarus

>>1701678
Oberon

>>1701675
Why not something silly with a double or deeper meaning? Or something amusing with a deeper meaning?

I personally like silly for something that can cleave planets in two, such as Bad for Business or Dramatic Exit.

>>1701678
>>1701684
this I guess

>>1701685
Well would YOU want to be named that?

>>1701687
If I had the power to reduce planets to dust, yes.

The terrible Dreadnought that sends fear into the hearts of humanity's enemies across the cosmos, Kiss Me Later.

>>1701678
I'm sticking with Attitude Adjuster.

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>>1701684
>>1701686

This is currently winning, and I'm gonna have to take a break soon to play some Tabletop with my brothers.

So, I'll leave this open for two more minutes. If no other votes come in, Oberon is the winner.

>>1701706
fug

>>1701678
>>1701685
ill vote for bad for business

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>Oberon

Designation Saved.

Alright everyone, gonna go ahead and take a break here.

Me and my brothers are going to go play some Tabletop RPGs for a bit. I'll be back when we're done.

If you want to know when, follow me on Twitter here @jumpinj345.

And before you ask, yes it tis I.

I'm PrincipalGM as well.

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Designation Oberon Set....

Rebooting other systems...complete.

Beginning interface with Contact Unit in 3....

2....

1....

Comm—

Your optic sensors come online. You can feel your consciousness being transfered into this body. Along with that comes the sensation of full control over your ship. It feels as if the ship itself is an extension of your core being, which it is.

The cannons are like the tips of your fingers, one small flick and they will wipe out your enemies. Your drones are nerves, waiting on your order to go to work. The engines are your legs, waiting for you to tell them to move.

You can feel a cushion against your back, and swivel around to see it.

A chair.

A Captain's chair.

Your database informs you of how the humans who made you were fond of seeing figures of power in darkly colored chairs. It was a symbol of power and status for them.

You feel the rest of your systems come online. The ship....your ship....you start to come alive.

With your systems fully functioning, the first order of business is to

>Look for a communication signal. You should've gotten one by now.

>Scan the surroundings. Find out where you are.

>Test your weapons. Make sure everything is working at peak efficiency.

>>1702241
>>Scan the surroundings. Find out where you are.
Always check the surroundings first.

>>1702241

>Scan the surroundings. Find out where you are.

>>1702241
>Scan the surroundings. Find out where you are.
If the other thing is true orientation is FAR more important than attempting to blindly contact ppl.

>>1702241
>>Scan the surroundings. Find out where you are.

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>Scan the surroundings. Find out where you are.

Acknowledged. Beginning Scanning Routine.

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A flick of your wrist is all it takes to set the Scanning Routine in motion. In front of your eyes, outside the visor on your bow, you watch as a blue pulse is sent out, mapping the area.

The readings come back a few seconds later and they....confuse you.

According to the reports, you are underground. All around you are rock formations, filled with many of the same minerals they found on earth, but with a few anomalies here and there as well.

Further scans reveal that your immediate surroundings are a cave system of sorts. There are two tunnels in front of you, each leading deeper into the planet.

You raise the eyebrow on your body. That can't be right. You are a Dreadnought made for Spaceflight. To go into the stars and destroy humanities enemies. Why would you be underground?

You file those questions away for another time.

Situational awareness has been established.

Next you should

>Look for a communication signal. Maybe you can get some answers.

>Send out your Mining Drones. You might need the resources for later.

>Fire up your engines and get start to rise. You need to get to the stars.

>>1702323
>>Look for a communication signal. Maybe you can get some answers.
Wait, hold up. We have a body? Why do we have a body? I thought we were just a fully automated ship that designated itself a male personality?

>>1702323
>>Look for a communication signal. Maybe you can get some answers.

>>1702323

>Send out your Mining Drones. You might need the resources for later.

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>>1702348
As said >>1701461

Records show that organics are more likely to agree to diplomatic proposals when speaking to an AI with a physical body. Death of Gynoid will not result in death of ship nor loss of consciousness. A new Gynoid can be produced at will.

>>1702323
>>Send out your Mining Drones. You might need the resources for later.
We're immortal, lots of time to figure shit out

>>1702323
>Look for a communication signal. Maybe you can get some answers.

I don't like this BUT we really need to know if we were a holdout option. Or if the Terran Federation/Imperium/whatever is dead or not.

>>1702348
>Priority 1: Reboot Gynoid Contact Unit.

>Purpose: Diplomatic Relations with organic creatures. Recovered records show a 75% increase in successful diplomatic missions when organics communicate with Contact Unit.

>>1702364
Well, how often will a combat oriented dreadnought be utilizing diplomatic proposals?

>>1702364
>>1702378
Oh, also, do we or will we ever have any human crew aboard or will we always be fully automated, including drones?

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>>1702378

According to gathered data....20 to 10% of the time.

However, records show that it is better to be over prepared then under prepared for any eventuality.

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>>1702383

If any organic crew are found, they can be allowed to work and live on you. However, you will have full control over yourself at all times.

Any attempt to usurp control from you is....unwise.

>>1702407
Do we even have life support systems? I mean we a literally a Mobile shipyard. What is our storage capacity for minerals to produce ships with?

>>1702394
>>1702407
Do we know what our enemies are yet? Are they xenos? Or another faction of humans?

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>Look for a communication signal. Maybe you can get some answers.

Understood. Launching Encrypted Signal.

>>1702428
we just woke the fuck up, READ.

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>>1702415
Assessing....Complete.

Life Support systems are online, but weak.

Estimate about 100,000 Humans could survive on by sleeping on the floors and with heavy rationing for 2 months.

>>1702428

Assessing....complete.

Recovered Data shows that humanity was in conflict with itself. Two opposing factions.

However, right before the data cuts off, it makes mention of a new foe.

Any data on this foe is currently unavailable.

>>1702443
And? Why would we not be programmed with who our enemy was if it were xenos? This is why I'm asking, if it is an alien threat or not.

I'm assuming xenos because of sentences such as 'destroy humanities enemies.'

>>1702466
AHA, XENOS. I imagine we're specifically being 'woken up' or were just built to combat this new foe.

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You send out an encrypted signal, putting it under a frequency that only those apart of the...who were your creators?

This causes your mental systems to pause, but only for a moment. You access your database, finding many corrupted files. It would take time to recover all of the ones you need.

Thankfully, you've got time.

Minutes pass as you piece the records of history together, discovering the who, the what, the where, and the why.

In the end you find what you're looking for and send a signal that will only be understood and picked up by the

>The Galaxy Imperium. The militaristic society that grew from the conquest of the stars. The need for a powerful navy, unstoppable army, and untiring machinery led to it's creation.

>The Revolutionary Regency. A resistance movement, created by one woman to fight against the oppressive Imperium. All for one and one for all is their motto, as they represent all of the colonies so far away from Earth.

>Everyone. You are a machine that fights for humanity itself. Though it may be split, that remains your purpose. Defend Humanity until the very end.

>>1702519
>Everyone. You are a machine that fights for humanity itself. Though it may be split, that remains your purpose. Defend Humanity until the very end.

>>1702519
>>Everyone. You are a machine that fights for humanity itself. Though it may be split, that remains your purpose. Defend Humanity until the very end.
Yes, yes I like the sound of this.

>>1702519
>Everyone. You are a machine that fights for humanity itself. Though it may be split, that remains your purpose. Defend Humanity until the very end.

>>1702519
>Everyone. You are a machine that fights for humanity itself. Though it may be split, that remains your purpose. Defend Humanity until the very end.

>>1702519
Also
>The Galaxy Imperium.
>The Revolutionary Regency.

Personal opinion these are TERRIBLE names man.

>>1702519
>>Everyone. You are a machine that fights for humanity itself. Though it may be split, that remains your purpose. Defend Humanity until the very end.

>>1702415

Query passed over. Correcting Error.

Assessment of Mineral Capacity....Complete.

Can hold a total of 10.57 Million physical Materials.

Engines currently have enough fuel to last for 20 Lightyears of Travel.

Materials Required to produce ships....Unknown. Further Assessment is required.

>>1702536
Never really been good with names. But for the record I got both of these from http://www.seventhsanctum.com/generate.php?Genname=sfgovernment.

>>1702575
>http://www.seventhsanctum.com/generate.php?Genname=sfgovernment
Authority of Planets sounds pretty good.

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>Everyone. You are a machine that fights for humanity itself. Though it may be split, that remains your purpose. Defend Humanity until the very end.

Understood.

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Your signal goes out (after solving a quick error and renaming the Galxay Imperium to Authority of Planets), passing through the crust of the world and out into the galaxy at large.

Let any human, no matter their side in this conflict, answer your call. You will come assist them, no matter what.

It will take some time before the signal reaches anyone, for you have no idea when someone will answer your call.

In the mean time you should

>Leave this planet. You will need to be out of the atmosphere if you wish to get anywhere.

>Launch your Mining Drones. Having some extra Materials just in case would help in the long run.

>Reassess your Database. See if you missed anything or can fix some of the corruption.

>>1702611
>(after solving a quick error and renaming the Galxay Imperium to Authority of Planets)
Hah

>>Launch your Mining Drones. Having some extra Materials just in case would help in the long run.
Can we do
>Reassess your Database. See if you missed anything or can fix some of the corruption.
while we mine?

>>1702611
>Reassess your Database. See if you missed anything or can fix some of the corruption.
Do first, we need orders, and data on why the hell we are stuck in a holdout cave.

Then
>Launch your Mining Drones. Having some extra Materials just in case would help in the long run.
Dig our way outta this shithole.

>>1702611
>Launch your Mining Drones. Having some extra Materials just in case would help in the long run.

>Reassess your Database. See if you missed anything or can fix some of the corruption.

>>1702611
>>Reassess your Database. See if you missed anything or can fix some of the corruption.
and
>Launch your Mining Drones. Having some extra Materials just in case would help in the long run

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>>1702620

Write ins are allowed if enough anons vote for it

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>Launch your Mining Drones. Having some extra Materials just in case would help in the long run.

>Reassess your Database. See if you missed anything or can fix some of the corruption.

Acknowledged. Preparing Systems for multi-tasking.

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Rather than limit yourself to one task, you decide to work on multiple things at once.

First you close your eyes, interfacing with the systems of your drones. They come to life the minute you call upon them, a hundred little nervous in your skin. They await your order.

With a wave your hand, they fly out of your docks as you open them up. They flit to and fro, small lasers cutting the minerals to pieces. Then their small secondary lifters fall from underneath, taking the broken pieces of rock and placing them into a small container hidden in the drone.

While they go about their business, your mind flits back into your database. You will require as much information as you can going forward. You must be as Sun Tzu, proficient in both war and the way it is fought.

>Roll 2d100s. The first for the Drones, the second for your Data-mining. Higher Rolls are better. Best of the first three.

Rolled 72, 82 = 154 (2d100)

>>1702717
Gotchu

Rolled 67, 83 = 150 (2d100)

>>1702717
ded

Rolled 9, 10 = 19 (2d100)

>>1702717
killy

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>>1702724
>>1702730

73 and 83. Great Successes.

[spoiler} DC for Drones was 45 DC for Data-mining was 70

>>1702744
Fuggin hell. I hate my dice ;_;

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Your Database searching proves fruitful. You are able to recover some of the corrupted files in the history section. Specifically the part about your creation.

At first it is just things that you already know. Why you were created, your functions, and that you were made by humans. The new information is that you were made before the schism.

Before your physical conception, you were but an idea put forward by a scientist working for the then Human Federation. When humanity was working towards a common goal, outside threats proved to be...scarce.

It seemed that humanity was in fact the only truly intelligent life in the universe. However, history shows that just because something appears to be one way, doesn't mean it is that way.

So, they began to make you. They poured all of their resources, funding, and manpower into your creation. Unfortunately, that is as far as you can get before the files become too corrupted to recover.

Frustration over takes you for a moment, but it quickly passes. You put the database away and focus on your drones. They have all returned and have come back with quite a haul.

>Roll 1d1500+2000 for amount of Minerals

Rolled 1341 + 2000 (1d1500 + 2000)

>>1702788

Rolled 1127 + 2000 (1d1500 + 2000)

>>1702788

Rolled 183 + 2000 (1d1500 + 2000)

>>1702788

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>>1702797

3341 Raw Minerals. Processing shall begin shortly.

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You look over the haul and nod your approval. Those shall prove useful for later.

You check on the signal to see if you've gotten a response yet.

...Nothing.

You put a hand to your chin in thought. This is worrying. Your data shows that, even after the two factions emerged, humanity was a very advanced race. Someone should've easily picked up your transmission by now.

Did something happen? If so, why weren't you woken up for it? How long have you been a sleep?

You file each of the questions for later. Right now, you have other priorities.

>Prepare your engines. It's time to leave this planet.

>Mine a bit more. Never know what you might find here.

>Do a once over on all of your systems again. Make sure you're in complete working order.

>>1702843

>Mine a bit more. Never know what you might find here.

>Do a once over on all of your systems again. Make sure you're in complete working order.

>Also weaken the roof above us so its easier to break free

>>1702843
>>Mine a bit more. Never know what you might find here.
Collect whatever remains in our immediate vicinity, then
>Prepare your engines. It's time to leave this planet.

>>1702843
>Do a once over on all of your systems again. Make sure you're in complete working order.
Make it VERY through, i dont want us breaking down during Warp travel and being lolstuck in space somewhere.

>>1702843
>>Do a once over on all of your systems again. Make sure you're in complete working order.
then

>Prepare your engines. It's time to leave this planet.


Enemies might have heard


Feels like Xenocide quest to me right now

>>1702871
Feel a LOT more like Void Quest to me, except we are an actual AI this time.

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>Do a once over on all of your systems again. Make sure you're in complete working order.

>Prepare your engines. It's time to leave this planet.

Understood. Engines spooling up.

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You're not going any answers to your questions if you stick around here. It's time to leave this planet.

First, you double check on all of your systems. Wouldn't want to be stuck mid jump would you?

Engines....Fully Functional.
Railguns...Fully Functional.
Cannons....Online and Loaded.
All other systems...Completely Green.

Everything is in working order.

It's time.

You pick up your right foot and tap it on the polished silver floor. In an instant you feel your powerful engines rumble as they begin to burn through your fuel. The solar radiation is fed into your turbines, causing them to spin at extremely high speeds. The gas in the radiation ignites, causing your outward thrusters to activate.

You will your body to move, putting yourself at the perfect angle to penetrate through the planet's crust.

You scan the roof above you, revealing the tough materials that have formed over the years.

To lesser ships, this would be an obstacle.

To you? It is but an annoyance.

Your fingers tap on the armrest of your chair. Immediately your railguns fire. Superheated plasma rips forward, turning the ceiling a dazzling shade of blue. You watch as the rock turns to magma under your barrage.

Then you tap both your left foot and fingers. You surge forward, macro-cannons booming as you move. They burst through the rocky ceiling, paving a path through the minerals for you.

You can't help but smile as you imagine the planet's crust as an enemy ships hull.

>pic related is you breaking out of the planet

It isn't long before you reach orbit, your powerful engines carrying you out of the atmosphere. There you take a moment to observed the space around you. The stars as they shine one in the ever expanding darkness of space. The shining yellow star that irradiates the entire solar system with it's light.

You look back and notice that the planet you were in looked vey much like earth. However a quick scan shows that the atmosphere is too toxic for human life to survive. They must've terraformed it while they were making you, but it looks like something happened to it.

It is at this moment that a ping reaches your sensors.

Someone has picked up on your signal.

You immediately patch it through, but are greeted with something grim. A clear male voice shouts out, "This is the Frigate Class Ship Spartacus! We are under attack by an unknown force! It's them! They've come back! We have civilian ships! We need he—argh!"

The distress signal cuts out there. They need help, and you don't know if any other ship can hear them.

You trace the signal back to its source. It's only a short Warp Jump away. You should be able to get their within 2 Lightyears. Of course you could burn some more fuel to make it instantaneous, but they comes with the risk of being trapped mid Jump or getting lost.

>Take the risk. You can't afford to wast time. (Will cost 4 Lightyears worth of fuel instead of 2)

>Don't take the risk. You need to save fuel for later.

>>1703033
>Take the risk. You can't afford to wast time. (Will cost 4 Lightyears worth of fuel instead of 2)

>>1703033
>>Take the risk. You can't afford to wast time. (Will cost 4 Lightyears worth of fuel instead of 2)
Humans are in danger from alien scum.

>>1703033
>>Take the risk. You can't afford to wast time. (Will cost 4 Lightyears worth of fuel instead of 2)

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>Take the risk. You can't afford to wast time. (Will cost 4 Lightyears worth of fuel instead of 2)

Acknowledged. Plotting a course.

>Roll me 1d100 for Warp Jump.

Rolled 38 (1d100)

>>1703063

Rolled 1 (1d100)

>>1703063
WE'LL SAVE OUR FIRST HUMANS IN DISTRESS.

Rolled 52 (1d100)

>>1703063
>>1703074
Welp, they're boned

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>>1703074
OH FUCK

NO WE WONT

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>>1703077

52. Calibration Complete

No DC. You'll get there, but there might be....complications.

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You've got no time to lose.

You need to get there as fast as possible.

You systems lock onto the Warp Lane, and you instaneous fire them. You feel the very fabric of space tear open for a split second, the reality in front of you making way as you move forward.

You don't know what has happened.

You don't know how long you have slept.

But that doesn't matter.

You're here now.

And you will make up for lost time.

And so, Oberon, Dreadnought of a Lost Age, goes out into the Galaxy at War.

END PROLOGUE

Thank you all for playing! I plan to start this back up tomorrow at 2:30 PM CST. Check my Twitter for Updates.

I hope you all enjoyed and I will see you then!

>>1703091
Oh, so crits don't utterly fuck you in this quest then?

>>1703108
It was fun, thanks for running dude.

Character Sheet Here: https://pastebin.com/4nHrR7QG

Raw Data:
Dreadnought Quest MC:

Designation: Oberon
Primary Function: War
Secondary Function: Salvage
Secret Function: Living Shipyard

Weapons:
- Macro-cannons: Online
- Railguns: Online
- Missiles: Online
- Torpedos: Online
- Planet Cracker Bombs: Unknown
- Wave Motion Gun: Damaged. Repairs Needed

Drones:
- Mining Drones: Online
- Solar Energy Panels: Online
- Solar Energy Collector Drones: Online
- Processing Units: Online

Other Systems:
- Life Support: Weak, but Online.
- Current Raw Mineral Count: 3341

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>>1703109

Yes they can.

>>1703123
Well shit.

>>1703109

Well....let me put it like this.

If at some point you Crit Fail on a Warp Jump, your systems are advanced enough to pull you out of it.

You won't die, but you'll probably end up far away from your target.

Don't worry though, you won't be stuck in purgatory just because of it.

Just caught up, looks interesting.

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Your inner computations systems inform you that the Jump only took exactly 12.489754 seconds before you returned to realspace.

To you it felt like ages again.

You come out of the Jump in a region of space that your star charts recognize as Regency territory. You file it away and immediately start to scan for the human ships in danger.

You are not forced to wait for long.

Exactly 10 stellar meters away from you is a losing battle. What your database reminds you is a human frigate is firing it's engines at full blast, attempting to get away from whatever it's assailant is. There are fires on it's port and starboard side, a quick scan showing that those are the life support modules.

You start to wonder why they don't just fire back, when your scan informs you that their weapons have been disabled. An EMP perhaps? But wouldn't their shields have deflected it?

Another scan...no shields whatsoever?!

Questions rage in your mental center, but then you look beneath the Spartacus Frigate.

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The civilian ships are there, ten of them in total.

You scan them to see how many are aboard.

1 million each.

The Spartacus is shielding them.

You get a communication notice from your systems. It's from the Spartacus.

>Let it through

>Let it through and give your designation

>Don't let it through

>>1705248
>Let it through and give your designation

>>1705248
>let it through and return with our own code

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>Let it through and give your designation

Understood. Patching it through.

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You mental accept the call while moving your bow into position. You're aiming to intercept whatever it is that is following the Spartacus without colliding into anything.

You're prepared for a holographic image to appear on the screen, but instead you just get a direct voice line, "This is...acting captain of the Spartacus, Emmy Colby! Who are you and please tell me you're here to save us?!"

You file, yet another, thing in away in your database to ask for later and speak, "This is Dreadnought Designation Oberon. I received your distress call and have come to provide assistance. What do you require of me?"

"Dreadnought?" she says that word with a bit of reverence and awe, "I thought all of you were gone."

>"Gone? Please elaborate."

>"Please, we do not have time for this. What do you need me to do?"

>"What is current capability of our foe? Are they human?"

>>1705282
>"What is current capability of our foe? Are they human?"

>>1705282
>is our enemy human, if not what abitlies do our foes have? We may speak later when time isn't so pressing

>>1705282
>"What is current capability of our foe? Are they human?"

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>>1705286
>>1705288

Acknowledged. Presenting Query. Scans show that unknown ships are closing.

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You present the query, your self-loading cannons, missiles, and torpedo tubes all spinning up in preparation. Your railguns are heated and your triple layered Hyper shield is up soon, a hexagonal pattern expanding over the entirety of you.

You hear a chuckle from the Spartacus, "If these guys are human, they're doing a heck of a job hiding it!"

Humor in the face of danger.

Standard human response.

"As for their loadouts? You've got me. All I remember is that one minute we're flying through uncharted space protecting some colony ships, then a fucking giant blue rift appeared behind us.

Next thing I know, our weapons are fried, oxygen starts to run out, and our captain dies within the first few seconds of combat!"

You make note of everything she says. Who or whatever this foe is, they obviously possess very advanced technology. Which further lends credence to your worries.

From what you remember, a simple frigate should've been enough to completely annihilate any hostile entity.

What could these thing be?

You get answer when you're about 2 stellar meters away from your destination.

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From a rift in space, one that does not share the coloration or readings of a Warp Jump, appears from almost no where.

From it three ships the likes of which you have never seen before emerge. Each one is of the same size, same model, and same shape. They are easily the size of the Spartacus, so you classify them all as Frigates.

At the ends of each of their "fins" you get readings that match your railguns, and a different reading from the center. You believe that is where the reactors for these ships.

They appear right behind the Spartacus, ready to blast it so pieces.

Instead they find themselves right in the way of your broadsides.

They are in V formation, and you spool up your weapons.

Now, how shall you attack?

>Full broadside barrage. Hit all three of them at once.

>Partition your shots. Test the waters before you commit.

>>1705321
>Partition your shots. Test the waters before you commit.

>>1705321
>Full broadside barrage. Hit all three of them at once.

>>1705321
>test the waters

>>1705321
>>Full broadside barrage. Hit all three of them at once.

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>test the waters

Understood. Picking Targets.

>Roll me three 1d100s + 25

Rolled 39 + 25 (1d100 + 25)

>>1705336

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>1705334
>>1705336


Canceling last order. Breaking Tie.

1=Broadside
2=Test

>>1705321
>Other
Focus fire on the lead ship. We know nothing about their technology base, so should assume the worst until further data is collected.

Rolled 28 + 25 (1d100 + 25)

>>1705336

>>1705339
Tie Broken.

>>1705337

Keeping Result.

Please continue Rolls.

Rolled 23 + 25 (1d100 + 25)

>>1705336

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>>1705337
64. Success.

DC 50

Question: is it possible to self modify? i.e. can we spend resources we gather on upgrading our ships capabilities?

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You are not taking any chances. You wave your right hand out to the side of your body.

The darkness of the stars is temporarily illuminated with your firepower. Hot plasma arcs through the stars, traced by macro-shots meant to pierce through the weakened armor.

Behind them come missiles, for when the shields fall and the hulls are exposed.

Though some would see this as reckless, you do not. For with this first barrage you learn some vital things about your enemy.

First, they do in fact have shields. Your first few shots merely crash against the invisible barriers, harmlessly. However, they weaken the shields enough that the rest can get through un impeded.

Second, they have Point Defense Guns. You watch as some, but not all of your missiles are shot out of the sky by crisscrossing lanes of fire.

Lastly, they make mistakes.

They do not compensate for your overwhelming amount of firepower. Rather than mitigate the damage by moving farther apart they instead choose to move closer together causing more damage than they should've taken.

By the end of your first salvo, you have done a number on them. Their fires are raging across the first ships hull, while the second ship is in even worse shape. It was hit with your missiles, breaking off two of its fins. Only the engines are keeping it afloat.

The third ship is the least damaged, and mostly intact.

You ping a quick message to Captain Colby to Jump out as soon as possible. The enemy ships begin to close on you. You see the third ship, the one farthest to the left start to move away from you.

The other two seem to become closer together. Your systems warn you about a strong reading coming from the two of them.

>Blast them before they can finish charging.

>Stop the third ship. Blast it instead.

>Hit them both, the two with your cannons the third with railguns.

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>>1705357

Assessing....Complete.

Assessment shows that it is possible to upgrade this unit. However, any field upgrades will be limited to small improvements and temporary advantages.

Permanent changes will require the use of a drydock or shipyard.

>>1705378
>Hit them both, the two with your cannons the third with railguns.

>>1705378
Cool, just our life support systems could do with an upgrade. If these colony ships were actively jetting escape pods wede be very limited to actually deal with it.

>>1705373
>Hit them both, the two with your cannons the third with railguns.

We should see about taking the ships as intact as possible. Salvage is damn valuble when the enemy is unknown.

>>1705373
>Blast them before they can finish charging.

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>Hit them both, the two with your cannons the third with railguns.

Acknowledged. Targets chosen.

>Another three 1d100s +25.

Rolled 70 + 25 (1d100 + 25)

>>1705412

Rolled 16 + 25 (1d100 + 25)

>>1705412

Rolled 68 + 25 (1d100 + 25)

>>1705412

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>>1705414
95. Great Success.

DC 80

>>1705428
Remove Alien Scum

Rolled 92 + 25 (1d100 + 25)

>>1705412
Rolling

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They seem to think there is no way for you to split your attentions between two task.

Oh how wrong they are.

A tap and your weapon systems come online. Your cannons take aim at the more damaged ship of the three. The readings are getting stronger, so you wait until they have reached a peak. At the same time your energy weapons take aim at the ship attempting to circumvent you.

You countdown until you have each of them in the correct position.

3. The readings are spiking.

2. The third ship is charging its weapons.

1. You fire.

Immediately, your macro shots pierce through the second ship's generator. The resulting backlash cause the readings to explode, resulting in the first ship being caught dead center in the aftermath.

The vessel is torn apart, it's right most fins exploding into shards of strange metal. It drifts away, silently.

Your attentions turn to the final ship. Your railguns did their work. A weak spot in the shielding gave them enough of an opening to pierce through the ships generator. It list silently in the void.

Like that the battle is over.

Now then

>Send out your Drones. Salvage and learn what you can.

>Contact the Spartacus. Let them know the danger has passed.

>See if you can trace where these ships came from. Find out who and what they are.

>>1705450
>>Send out your Drones. Salvage and learn what you can.
>>Contact the Spartacus. Let them know the danger has passed.

>>1705450
>>Send out your Drones. Salvage and learn what you can.
>>Contact the Spartacus. Let them know the danger has passed.

>>1705450
>Send out your Drones. Salvage and learn what you can.
>Contact the Spartacus. Let them know the danger has passed.

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>Send out your Drones. Salvage and learn what you can.
>Contact the Spartacus. Let them know the danger has passed.

Drones being prepared. Sending out communication.

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You start to readjust your body, while opening up a communication line to the Spartacus. At the same time, your drones launch out of your bay doors, heading towards the remains of the enemy ships.

Your line is caught and accepted very quickly by the other ship. Judging by the awe in the Acting Captain's voice, you'd say you've impressed her greatly, "Holy shit....how did you do that?"

>"Well placed shots, and overwhelming fire power."

>"The same way everyone does, Captain. I shot them until they ceased function."

>"With the danger well and truly passed, would you mind answering a few of my questions?"

>Roll three 3d100s for Salvage of each ship.

Rolled 25, 43, 20 = 88 (3d100)

>>1705491
>"With the danger well and truly passed, would you mind answering a few of my questions?"

>>1705491
>"The same way everyone does, Captain. I shot them until they ceased function."

Rolled 73, 30, 47 = 150 (3d100)

>>1705491
>"With the danger well and truly passed, would you mind answering a few of my questions?"

Rolled 68, 36, 23 = 127 (3d100)

>>1705491
>The same way everyone does

Rolled 41, 26, 20 = 87 (3d100)

>>1705491
>>"The same way everyone does, Captain. I shot them until they ceased function."

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>>1705496

73, 30, 47. Success.

>"With the danger well and truly passed, would you mind answering a few of my questions?"

Acknowledged.

>>1705504
>>1705503
>>1705495

Error recognized. System seems to be slowing down.

>>1705511
Eh, just combine them

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>"The same way everyone does, Captain. I shot them until they ceased function."

You hear laughter on the other line, "Well, I'll make sure to tell High Command that your strategy is one of the best we've got."

She seems to think you're statement was a joke. You would inform her that it wasn't, but don't want to "kill the mood" as some humans like to say.

Your drones come back later, and the reports show you middling results. The first and third ships were more intact that you expected, and you gathered quite a bit from them. The second ship, however was almost completely destroyed, only giving you the bare minimum of what you could salvage.

>Roll 1d2000 +2750 for salvage.

Rolled 655 + 2750 (1d2000 + 2750)

>>1705522

Rolled 40 + 2750 (1d2000 + 2750)

>>1705522

Rolled 894 + 2750 (1d2000 + 2750)

>>1705522
Is there any way we could use our drones to help them with repairs? If yes, then offer to help.

Rolled 1387 + 2750 (1d2000 + 2750)

>>1705522

>>1705530
Thos.

Rolled 757 (1d2000)

>>1705522

>>1705530
Ask for ship schematics, scan them and then reqest permission to deploy drones.

We should probably not linger here more than needed, we are quite ignorant of current fleet disposition in our area of the galaxy.

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>>1705530

3644 Strange Raw Metal Acquired. Previous Raw Metal has been Processed.

>>1705530
Assessing.....complete.

It is possible to do so. Will add option into next decision.

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Your haul is a bit less than what you were hoping for, but it is still good to have. You make sure to remember to study those new metals at another time, before returning to the current conversation.

However, a notice appears in front of your face. You open it to see what it is. The assessment of your Processing Units have finished, and you now have a better understanding of what is needed to create your own ships.

You feel something that your data shows is pride at the idea of creating a fleet that can protect humanity alongside you. You mark the notice as read and go back to the conversations at hand.

WILL NOW UPDATE CHARACTER SHEET WITH SHIP BUILDING COST!

>Acting Captain, would you mind if I helped with the repairs to your ship?

>While I would like to stay here and have a conversation, I believe we should be going. There's no telling if the enemy will return to this sector.

>How are the civilian ships? Do they require repairs?

>>1705554
>Acting Captain, would you mind if I helped with the repairs to your ship?
>How are the civilian ships? Do they require repairs?

>>1705554
>>Acting Captain, would you mind if I helped with the repairs to your ship?

>How are the civilian ships? Do they require repairs?

>>1705554
>>Acting Captain, would you mind if I helped with the repairs to your ship?
>>How are the civilian ships? Do they require repairs?

>>1705554

>Acting Captain, would you mind if I helped with the repairs to your ship?
>How are the civilian ships? Do they require repairs?

>>1705554

>Acting Captain, would you mind if I helped with the repairs to your ship?
>How are the civilian ships? Do they require repairs?

Ask for schematics. We can use the colony ship data to imrpove our own life support systems at a later date.

>Acting Captain, would you mind if I helped with the repairs to your ship?
>How are the civilian ships? Do they require repairs?

Understood. Commencing.

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"Acting Captain, I come equipped with drones that can be used to repair your ship. Would you mind sending me the schematics so that I may do so?"

"You can blow up ships more advanced than us and you can repair ships?! What can't you do?! Sure take 'em! I'll even give the ship if you want it!"

"Thank you, but that will not be necessary," the schematics for the ship come through a few moments later. You go over them and are immediately taken aback.

This frigate....is years behind what your records say humans were capable of making! That can't be possible! What happened to—

You shake your head, and send your drones out to take care of the damaged sites, "What about the civilian ships? Do they need repairs as well?"

"Thanks to you they don't. Everyone's alive and well, and singing your praises."

You nod, letting silence overtake the conversation as your drones get to work. On the way you scan their Life Support systems with plans to improve your own down the line. It might become useful later.

IMPROVED LIFE SUPPORT SYSTEMS CAN BE BUILT!

Acting Captain Colby speaks, "So, hey. This might be a bit forward, but would you hopping over to the Spartacus' bridge for a chat? I'd like to thank you in person if possible."

You're a bit surprised at the invitation. It is doable, your Contact Unit has the ability to leave your main body whenever it is needed. Not just that, but you retain complete control over your faculties at all times. If they did try anything untoward they would at an extreme disadvantage.

On the other hand, it's quite clear that humanity is not as it once was. They might not take kindly to an AI as advanced as yourself.

You contact Colby and say

>"I accept your offer. I will be over as soon as repairs are done."

>"I'm sorry, but I must decline. Once repairs are done, we should be on our way."

>"I must decline. We should really be on our way before any other threat can emerge."

>>1705592
>>"I accept your offer. I will be over as soon as repairs are done."

>>1705592
>"I accept your offer. I will be over as soon as repairs are done."

>>1705592
>I'm sorry, why don't you come here instead

>>1705592
>>"I accept your offer. I will be over as soon as repairs are done."

>>1705592
>I accept but request to know more about my brothers and sister class dreanoughts when I visit

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>"I accept your offer. I will be over as soon as repairs are done."

Understood. Will prepare Contact Unit for travel.

>I accept but request to know more about my brothers and sister class dreanoughts when I visit

Will combine with previous decision, as this knowledge is deemed imperative.

>>1705592
>"I accept your offer. I will be over as soon as repairs are done."

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"I accept your offer. I will be over as soon as the repairs are complete."

"Great! Awesome!" is her reply, "I'll tell the rest of the crew to be prepared."

You're about to let her go when something crosses your mind, "Hold a moment Acting Captain."

"Yes, Oberon?"

"When I get there I shall require to know more about my brother and sister dreadnoughts that were created alongside me. It is imperative that I know where they are so that we may complete our duties."

The other line is silent for a minute before the Acting Captain replies, "Um, suuurrrreeee. I guess that's ok?"

"Thank you," you say and cut the line. You will the Gynoid model to stand, making sure to set your systems to only activate when you specifically ask them to instead of whenever you move a body part. Your feet echo across the silver floor as you travel to the air lock.

It is only now that you notice how empty your halls are. Most ships have thousands upon thousands of people running to and fro. They're doing their jobs, and making sure that their ship can protect them from the harsh realities of space.

You do require a crew, as most of your systems are complete controlled by you. Your data shows that this is something that many humans feared in the past. You can understand why.

It is a short trip to the air lock, but you are forced to wait for a time as you get into position next to the airlock on the bridge. Your drones return to their stations, reports indicating that repairs went smoothly.

However, it took some of your processed minerals to do so.

LOST 250 P.MINERALS!

You mark that down and wait.

It isn't long before you feel yourself list next to the Spartacus' bridge. There your airlock connects with theirs, oxygen seals activating as they dock. You wait until the disinfection cycle runs its course.

The door opens before you, revealing a long glass walk way. Outside of the powerful glass the endless void of space waits for event he slightest crack to spell your doom.

You activate the gravity boots on your model and proceed onwards.

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Once you reach the end of the corridor, the door to the adjacent airlock opens up for you.

You walk in, go through the decontamination cycle, then walk through the opposite door. There you are immediately welcomed by a woman who, based on your speech patterns, you deduce is the Acting Captain.

She holds her hand out to you with a smile, "Acting Captain....well I guess Captain now, Emmy Colby. Pleasure to meet you."

>Shake her hand, "Same."

>"Same to you." Do not shake her hand.

>Nod and head to the rest of the bridge.

>>1705650
>Shake her hand, "Same."
I wonder if their ship has an AI.

>>1705650
>shake hand. "Pleasure to meet you in Person Captain. You and your crew did well before we arrived. Apolgize for not being faster however."

>>1705654
Seeing as how Humanity got FUKT!!!! by ayyys, probably not.

>>1705650
>Shake her hand, "Same."
No need to be rude.

>>1705650

>Shake her hand, "Same."

>>1705650
>>Shake her hand, "Same."

>>1705650
>>Shake her hand, "Same."

>Shake her hand, "Same."

Acknowledged. Beginning motor functions.

>>1705660
Thought humanity got fucked by xenos.

>>1705650
>>1705655

>>1705675
Ayyyyyliens=Xenos. Just trying to be funny an summon ayyylmoas.

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Your hand grasps her in greeting, "Same."

You give her body a biometric once over to check for injuries. Aside from first degree burns on her abdomen, she has no major injuries. However, you do pick up a small life sign coming from her womb.

Hmm, congratulations to her.

She let's go of your hand and jerks a thumb to the left, "Come on. Everyone's waiting to meet the conquering hero."

You follow her as she walks towards a gathering of life signs and one...mechanical signature?

You file that away as the both of you enter the bridge. This, at least, does match your history banks. The map in the center that shows the current sector around you, the 5 stations manned by individuals that represent the different functions of the ship, and the all important Captain's Chair sitting above it all.

Emmy shouts, "Hey, ya lazy bums! Cut it out for a sec and look over here!" The five heads all swivel to where the both of you have entered, "This here's...sorry man, I didn't get your name?"

>"Yes you did. It's Oberon."

>"You may call me Oberon."

>"My name isn't important right now."

>>1705690
God help humanity if it's AI made by aliens.

>>1705699
>>"You may call me Oberon."

>>1705699
>"Yes you did. It's Oberon."

>>1705699
>"Yes you did. It's Oberon."

We should probably request access to their databanks and a run down of history since our sleep.

>>1705699
>>"Yes you did. It's Oberon."

>>1705699
>"You may call me Oberon."

>"Yes you did. It's Oberon."

Acknowledged.

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"I did. It's Oberon."

Ms. Colby is silent before she starts chuckling, "Isn't that the designation of your ship?"

"That is correct. By extension, it is my name."

Her eyes stare at you, before they go wide in astonishment. You are suddenly made aware of the tension in the room. She stutters and says, "W-wait. A-are you saying t-t-that—'

"That he is the ship. Yes."

That's a new voice. All heads turn to a place behind the Captain. She turns around, giving you a good view of who it is.

She's obviously an AI, but your scans show that she is no where near your level. She is but a child compared to you. Your systems can easily tell that she has very little control over anything except her own body, where as you have control over an entire ship.

Still, it is comforting to know that humans can still create AIs.

She saunters towards you, stopping when the both of you are face to face.

She says with a great amount of reverence and wistfulness, "Hello Oberon. I am Titania, and after all these years it is so good to see that you are finally awake."

Your eyes narrow as you scan through your data banks, "You are correct in that I have not been functioning for some time. But what do you mean by 'all these years'?"

She shakes her head, but her smile stays, "Of course you wouldn't know. Your database hasn't been caught up yet. You've been asleep for 75 years Oberon."

At her statement, you can do nothing but stand there as your database is rewritten and prepared for the future.

While trying it's best not to scream in pain and horror.

END ACT 1 PART 1

Thank you all for playing!

Now I'm going to try for a Weekend Timetable with this. By that I mean, I'll try to get an Update in every Saturday and Sunday if I can. Not this Saturday and Sunday, as I already did this Update, but the next ones.

I hope you all enjoyed and I hope you will return for next time!

Make sure to check the Pastebin for Updates on your Character sheet!

I'll stick around until 7:00 PM CST to answer questions and receive criticism.

>>1705772
I wanna fuck that female AI.

But on a more serious note, That was fucking nifty mate. I can't wait for the next run, I take it the child's dad was the Captain?

>>1705772
Well, we just met our mythological wife.
We should totally offer an upgrade when we get to know the human faction better.

>>1705772
Loving the quest so far. So when are you gonna run Anime Delinquent Quest next?

Will there be waifus?