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To be fair you must be of at least primary intelligence to understand Superiority political doctrine. The stratagem is extremely subtle, and without a solid grasp of peaceful statecraft most of the citizenship requirements will exceed a typical species' grasp. There is also our diplomatic outlook, which is deftly woven into our interstellar policy--our philosophy draws heavily from past experiences with the human scourge, for instance. The varvax and the dione are races that understand this; they have the intellectual capacity to truly appreciate being part of a greater whole, to realize that it isn't just mutually beneficial: it says something deep about SAPIENCE. As a consequence races that oppose the Superiority truly ARE inferior--of course they wouldn't appreciate, for instance, the importance of using Superiority-designed hyperdrives instead of relying on unstable cytonics, which only have a negative effect on civilizations everywhere. I am clicking my mandibles in dismay right now merely imagining those poor lesser species being erased off the surface of their planets as the delvers' unspeakable horror strains itself through their planet. How avoidable... how I pity them. And yes, by the way, I DO have a licensed human. And no, you cannot see it. It is for integration with our special defense force only--and even the other applicants must prove they are within 5 intelligence points of our own civilization (preferably lower) beforeclaw.
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My fear of forever being "That guy who hasn't written his novel" is matched only by my sheer terror of becoming "That guy who wrote an awful novel."
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Haven't read Worm, but if some sort of giant apocalyptic monster attacked most of my Epics would probably just book it out of town. (I'm picturing something like Godzilla or the thing from Cloverfield.) They have very little to gain from fighting a massive doomsday beast and quite a lot to lose. Lightwards is an exception because he has a lot less to lose than others. He'd probably throw everything he had at a giant monster in an insane hope that he could kill and reanimate it. He'd probably lose, but a ton of innocent people would be murdered and used as cannon fodder before he finally gave up or was killed so many times he went insane. Assuming they were somehow inclined to help... Arsenal would be the most useful because he could both stock the military and provide evacuation vehicles for civilians. Glamour, Deathwish, and Redlight would be pretty much useless, assuming Deathwish's damage reflection and Redlight's momentum-freezing can't do anything to the monster. Darkrose can dish out a pretty hefty amount of damage, but anything much more durable than steel isn't going to give way to her vines. She might be able to keep something restrained for a while, maybe long enough for evacuation efforts to get underway. Her chances of contributing something worthwhile are raised exponentially if Alastair is there and providing direction. Aldo and Cricket are pretty useless but will be enjoying the show from a distance. Backtrack could be used by someone much smarter than him to figure out the origin of the monsters, and is thus potentially the most valuable of all. (I'm probably forgetting someone because it's been a while.)
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I have now reached the "depressed and binge-reading every melodramatic fan fiction in sight" phase of my annual life cycle. It is now a matter of sheer chance and environmental factors whether I remain in this state for the duration of the year or whether I emerge from it as a true Angst Author in my own right.
Isn't nature fascinating?
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I've exported a lot of my Oregon characters into an original setting, tweaking their backstories to fit with the new scenery and also to give them more agency over their lives than "Calmity made me crazy." The main ones are Mobius, Revolution, Backtrack, and Darkrose.
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I've had a lot of sore throats but I think this one might be the sorest I've ever had. I can barely even talk.
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"So for this setting, Kobold, I'm going for a sort of 1920s/1930s aesthetic in a fantasy world-"
"ZEPPELINS!"
"...yeah, there could be rigid airships, but also some other stereotypical features of the era, you know, like flappers-"
"THEY CAN DANCE ON BOARD ZEPPELINS!"
"...yeah, maybe, and maybe something with Prohibition and the Mob-"
"SPEAKEASIES ON BOARD ZEPPELINS!"
"...ahem, and maybe have some fantasy versions of famous individuals of the era..."
"Ooh, actually, you know which individual definitely needs to have a representative in this fantasy world?"
"Who?"
"COUNT FERDINAND VON ZEPPELIN!!"
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Idea: deliberately fracturing your psyche into multiple personalities so each fragment can learn a different kind of magic. (Assuming different kinds of magic are best suited to different personality types, as is often the case in fantasy.)
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Given one of the rules of the SCP canon is "There is no canon," even different articles on the site can have radically different power levels. It's why it annoys me when people post "Who Would Win" threads with the Foundation. Without a canon specified, no "Who Would Win" question has an answer.
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That was awesome. Also, for your consideration.
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Decent healing powers fit to make motivators out of are apparently pretty rare, since Knighthawk in Book 3 puts a lot of emphasis on how badly he wants a sample of Prof's DNA so he can possibly heal his wife. While there are probably a decent number of Reckoners cells with some sort of Epic technology, chances are that they don't have access to healing. If they do, it's undoubtedly a far inferior version to what Prof can gift that won't be healing any mortal wounds.
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Poll: would you be afraid of a supervillain if his "costume" was just a cardboard box he put over his head. If not, what if he's drawn a crude smiley face in marker on the front of the box. If not, what if there are no eye holes in the box because his powers allow him to perfectly sense everything within a mile radius of him without need for his other senses. If still not, what if he can choose to disintegrate anything around him into black dust at will. If still not, what if underneath his box he's actually a whirling, stirring mass of black dust in the rough shape of the human he once was before he disintegrated himself, now only clinging to life by sheer force of will and desire to crumble everything else in the world.
If still not, please help me, because Box has been in my head all week and I'm scared.
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Me too. Looking forward to it, though. Vague spoiler threads on various websites tend to have some pretty hyped up titles I don't understand.
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Concept: superhero setting where absolutely nobody cares about elections and politics because the government is far too stretched thin to enact new policies or change existing ones, and electing the president is largely just deciding which politician is going to be kidnapped by Captain Doomsday and held ransom for two hundred billion dollars.
A few years back a whopping ten percent of the population showed up to the polls, but this all turned out to be part of a scheme by the nefarious villain Gerrymander and no one has bothered to so much as listen to a political podcast since then.
