Because this is too cool to let it die.
And thanks to Foxboy for poking my muse
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Getting from CA to NJ used to be easily solved. $300, a few hours to kill in an airport, and you where on your way.
I wouldn't make it 3 feet past security these days. Ok, I could make it very far past security if I wanted, but causing an incident would ground the flights and be counterproductive.
Not having to worry about staying warm, eating, or breathing does open up a wide variety of options for travel. Having to keep 6 tons of protector bots relatively close greatly limited my options. Granted I could have just teleported to the other coast, but there were several problems with that plan. I didn't have the energy to pull 3 tons of protector bot from one coast to the other, let alone a 5 ton of battle bot. I might have managed one of the 1.5 ton drones, but being low on energy with only a drone for protection isn't I plan I like. Doing short hops might have been an option for a short while after the change, but by now I had no idea who was looking for people porting through their state. Travel by road and rail both had far too many chances to be discovered, and took longer than I liked.
In the end I spent the better part of a rainy day hiding out at SFO waiting for one of FedEx's DC-10s to head for Newark. It wasn't hard to get into the cargo compartment, stealth meant that the cargo handlers didn't see me, and the miserable weather meant that they weren't looking all that hard. Once the cargo area was sealed, I ported my two protector bots into what little free space was left and settled down for a long and hopefully boring flight.
I didn't like leaving my warehouse/workshop under the guard of three drones and one half repaired battle bot. But arriving armed to the teeth while on a supposedly diplomatic mission doesn't go over very well.
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The flight to Newark was cold, boring, noisy, and (most importantly) free of complications. Teleporting myself and the bots to a nearby golf course (thanks to google maps) gave me a large enough area that I wasn't worried about hitting something on arrival. It was also deserted at night, allowing me to get my baring without worrying about being spotted.
Porting to Bob's house wasn't hard, and I didn't get spotted as I blipped my way across New Jersey. I still hadn't told anyone I was arriving, my paranoia insisting that I needed to get a better feel for the situation before I announced myself.
Of course this plan was shot to hell when I was spotted not 10 minutes after arriving in the back yard. It wasn't one my best moments. I wasn't stealthed. I was just trying to figure out how to approach the house, and those inside, when one of Nogi's ninja (I could never tell them apart) reminded me what stealth could really be like.
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I hate to stop there, but conversations are not my strong suit, and I don't feel comfortable writing others characters. End result is I've hit a bit of a brick wall.
I would be honored if those more talented than myself would take a swing at this from someone else's point of view.-Terry
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"Perfection is achieved, not when there is nothing more to add, but when there is nothing left to take away." - Antoine de Saint Exupery
"Luge strategy? Lie flat and try not to die." - Carmen Boyle (Olympic Luge Gold Medal winner - 1996)
Mary Sue's theme music
-Terry
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"so listen up boy, or pornography starring your mother will be the second worst thing to happen to you today"
TF2: Spy
And thanks to Foxboy for poking my muse
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Getting from CA to NJ used to be easily solved. $300, a few hours to kill in an airport, and you where on your way.
I wouldn't make it 3 feet past security these days. Ok, I could make it very far past security if I wanted, but causing an incident would ground the flights and be counterproductive.
Not having to worry about staying warm, eating, or breathing does open up a wide variety of options for travel. Having to keep 6 tons of protector bots relatively close greatly limited my options. Granted I could have just teleported to the other coast, but there were several problems with that plan. I didn't have the energy to pull 3 tons of protector bot from one coast to the other, let alone a 5 ton of battle bot. I might have managed one of the 1.5 ton drones, but being low on energy with only a drone for protection isn't I plan I like. Doing short hops might have been an option for a short while after the change, but by now I had no idea who was looking for people porting through their state. Travel by road and rail both had far too many chances to be discovered, and took longer than I liked.
In the end I spent the better part of a rainy day hiding out at SFO waiting for one of FedEx's DC-10s to head for Newark. It wasn't hard to get into the cargo compartment, stealth meant that the cargo handlers didn't see me, and the miserable weather meant that they weren't looking all that hard. Once the cargo area was sealed, I ported my two protector bots into what little free space was left and settled down for a long and hopefully boring flight.
I didn't like leaving my warehouse/workshop under the guard of three drones and one half repaired battle bot. But arriving armed to the teeth while on a supposedly diplomatic mission doesn't go over very well.
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The flight to Newark was cold, boring, noisy, and (most importantly) free of complications. Teleporting myself and the bots to a nearby golf course (thanks to google maps) gave me a large enough area that I wasn't worried about hitting something on arrival. It was also deserted at night, allowing me to get my baring without worrying about being spotted.
Porting to Bob's house wasn't hard, and I didn't get spotted as I blipped my way across New Jersey. I still hadn't told anyone I was arriving, my paranoia insisting that I needed to get a better feel for the situation before I announced myself.
Of course this plan was shot to hell when I was spotted not 10 minutes after arriving in the back yard. It wasn't one my best moments. I wasn't stealthed. I was just trying to figure out how to approach the house, and those inside, when one of Nogi's ninja (I could never tell them apart) reminded me what stealth could really be like.
**************
I hate to stop there, but conversations are not my strong suit, and I don't feel comfortable writing others characters. End result is I've hit a bit of a brick wall.
I would be honored if those more talented than myself would take a swing at this from someone else's point of view.-Terry
------
"Perfection is achieved, not when there is nothing more to add, but when there is nothing left to take away." - Antoine de Saint Exupery
"Luge strategy? Lie flat and try not to die." - Carmen Boyle (Olympic Luge Gold Medal winner - 1996)
Mary Sue's theme music
-Terry
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"so listen up boy, or pornography starring your mother will be the second worst thing to happen to you today"
TF2: Spy