>>5680782The dusty HQ was an ever ongoing battle, the Fujo was killing people but it really didn't motivate too much. She was a fact of life, as sure as being added to the walls. The new robots worked hard, but could only achieve a net zero, and in turn this endless toil revealed the character of the AI. they were a bit bitter.
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Due to a wrench related accident, and two botched surgeries, the bear is, well, it is in a bit of a state of disrepair.
Roll 1d100
>1-10: the bear is sort of dead. It can be fixed, but, well, its also sort of dead.>11-50: Bear recovers. Bear cannot be stopped. Blin escapes back into the venutian wilds.>51-70: T-Lin's personality emerges further.>71-90: Bear recovers. Bear cannot be stopped. Blin sticks around.>91-100: your choice.---
Terminus's recruitment attempts get the sort of PR that portrays it as a second string option for people who don't want to live in the wasteland, or undercity. The sort of recruits that are generated are...at times subhuman. the LabRats suggest just going the classic D-troop route and poking them with a neural spike. Sure its basically a meat android, but its a functional meat android. Other suggest psychosocial reconditioning.
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Without getting into details, the Fujo now enjoys meat popsicles. No longer do the denizens of the HQ have to fear being devoured on the spot; no now they can look forward to being frozen to death then eaten. On the upside the electrolaser has reached a new peg in it's maturity cycle and is probably fieldable.
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These SERD generators have this habbit of shorting out, filling the cockpit with smoke, and catching on fire. Its all good fun, but not really useful, though it has stopped AA from shooting down planes when the AI thinks they are already stricken. (smoke screens unlocked). Research into plasma based applications just yields electro polymers.
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The CEO strikes out as the MM is capable of manufacturing it's own copper discs.
