I blame everyone who was teaming with Nano the other day when she got Tenebrous Tentacles, and their reactions to it.
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"All I'm saying is, they creep me out and I wish you wouldn't use them."
Nano Sabre sighed behind her facebowl and scowled through the holographic interface at the back of her fellow Sabre, Swift, as they entered the Riot Force
6.1 base. "You're saying I shouldn't use one of the most effective weapons in my arsenal because, and I quote, 'it creeps you
out'?"
"They're -tentacles-, and they -moan-. Yes. It creeps me out. It creeps EVERYONE out. And they, er, tickle."
"They're NOT tentacles. They're a nanite-based extruded semi-autonomous psuedopod, and the moaning is a side-effect of the shaping field that
keeps them in place. It's all very clearly spelled out in the design notes, there's nothing spooky about it."
Swift spun in place and put one gauntleted hand on her hip, her body language evincing irritation. "It's -creepy-. They moan and twist and touch
you all over and it's just NOT RIGHT, okay?" She spun around again and resumed walking.
"Fine." Nano sighed. Privately, she thought the writhing mass of tentacles was a bit creepy too, but it wasn't her fault -- whatever sick
pervert had designed her nanocloud projectors was to blame. And she needed the firepower. As she spent more time awake -- a part of her mind prodded her to
correct that to 'on-line', and she ignored it, as usual -- she was discovering more and more abilities packed into the bulky gauntlets that comprised
the arms of her hardsuit. The radiation projector and the nanocloud projector had tons of possibilities built into them, she could tell, but it was a long
process of trial and error figuring out how to activate each particular effect. As luck would have it, the activation sequence for the individual abilities
was not included in the documentation her (and she shuddered at this thought) databanks had stored.
And Swift wanted her to abandon the most recent one because it was a little... unnerving. She sighed again.
Hm. Maybe she could get Nene to explore her hardsuit, see if she could redesign the effect a bit.
--sofaspud
--"Listening to your kid is the audio equivalent of a Salvador Dali painting, Spud." --OpMegs
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"All I'm saying is, they creep me out and I wish you wouldn't use them."
Nano Sabre sighed behind her facebowl and scowled through the holographic interface at the back of her fellow Sabre, Swift, as they entered the Riot Force
6.1 base. "You're saying I shouldn't use one of the most effective weapons in my arsenal because, and I quote, 'it creeps you
out'?"
"They're -tentacles-, and they -moan-. Yes. It creeps me out. It creeps EVERYONE out. And they, er, tickle."
"They're NOT tentacles. They're a nanite-based extruded semi-autonomous psuedopod, and the moaning is a side-effect of the shaping field that
keeps them in place. It's all very clearly spelled out in the design notes, there's nothing spooky about it."
Swift spun in place and put one gauntleted hand on her hip, her body language evincing irritation. "It's -creepy-. They moan and twist and touch
you all over and it's just NOT RIGHT, okay?" She spun around again and resumed walking.
"Fine." Nano sighed. Privately, she thought the writhing mass of tentacles was a bit creepy too, but it wasn't her fault -- whatever sick
pervert had designed her nanocloud projectors was to blame. And she needed the firepower. As she spent more time awake -- a part of her mind prodded her to
correct that to 'on-line', and she ignored it, as usual -- she was discovering more and more abilities packed into the bulky gauntlets that comprised
the arms of her hardsuit. The radiation projector and the nanocloud projector had tons of possibilities built into them, she could tell, but it was a long
process of trial and error figuring out how to activate each particular effect. As luck would have it, the activation sequence for the individual abilities
was not included in the documentation her (and she shuddered at this thought) databanks had stored.
And Swift wanted her to abandon the most recent one because it was a little... unnerving. She sighed again.
Hm. Maybe she could get Nene to explore her hardsuit, see if she could redesign the effect a bit.
--sofaspud
--"Listening to your kid is the audio equivalent of a Salvador Dali painting, Spud." --OpMegs