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"Nifty."

no

"Out of curiosity, do you happen to be a contender?"

"I... don't think we stand much of a chance. Any of us." Paprika pointed upwards, vaguely in the direction of 'space.' "That dragon said they've done this kind of thing before, right? If there are any records at all of those instances, then the more advanced systems would probably be aware of this since long before today..."

Paprika looked confused again. "You can time travel?"

"It's either a thing or a probability" is a probabilistic definition

what the crap is an electron

"Yeah, but still... it's not like being allies will help much in the long run. Unless..." Paprika's wristbank bleeped profusely, the little red light flashing at the end. She frowned and tapped it a couple times to open it up, displaying a hologram right above it. She scrolled through all the newsfeed to reach the actual stuff: an official update from HQ. It was a voice recording by the general himself, sent to everyone in the military: "I'm afraid there's no time for pleasantries here. All units - I repeat, all units - are to be put on active duty by 0900 tomorrow. Until the Council can come to a decision, we're putting every major city under martial law to prevent any chaos; you will receive your orders momentarily from your section commanders. As it stands we know frighteningly little about how this war is going to operate, how allies will follow through in the late-game, or even if we're allowed to make ourselves some alien friends in the first place. Until further notice we will assume any uncharted or unscheduled arrivals or departures by alien life to be a threat, but do not engage anyone unless absolutely necessary - take them into custody for the time being, but we're hoping the shooting won't start at least until those damn lizards actual declare the start of this war. "That's all from HQ, and, uh... may the Force be with you." The transmission ended with a bleep, leaving Paprika with mixed feelings. Was she supposed to take everyone here into custody? Were the citizens of every world really about to go on city-wide looting sprees? Since when had the General been a Star Wars fan?

"...That would probably still require knowing what high-clearance chips actually scan like, right?"

"So what kind of scanners would your Kkhlei have?" Ayia turned to Allera. @Szeth_Pancakes

"That is, but presumably we'd have to know what machines they have in place in order to affect them in the first place."

oh thank goodness

"The United Worlds - humanity, I mean..." Paprika sat down. "I think we're going to start by looking for allies, but I don't think they'll be for fighting the dragons. Because we're only the most recent addition to these 'advanced' races, it means we're technically the least powerful... which means we're going to have to ally with as many people as we can to stand a chance in this war."

"The full name is actually The Fellowship of the Thing: A Mishmash of Loosely-Related Entities." Ayia shrugged. "But nobody calls it that."

"Yeah, Enter's cool, and - as I understand it - so is his brother here."

"I... doubt it will be that simple."

"Sure I do! We were in the Fellowship of the Thing together for awhile."

Ayia blinked. "Pyro? Are you... Enter a Username's brother?"

“Math.”