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That would be interesting to say the least.
#16

And so we see earth through the eyes of aliens.

"Smell that, children? That is the smell of gasoline. It is used by planets who have not discovered gravitic manipulation or mana batteries. It is bad for the environment, but it's the most efficient, so most use it anyway."

"Madam, please stop using us as a substitute for your field trip to less developed worlds."

"See that man following us around? See how his clothing doesn't seem to shimmer nor move? That's because his clothing is made out of solid fibre."

*gasps of shock from the children*

"Yes. They have not invented solid light holograms yet. We once did the same thing, 800 years ago, making clothes out of plant, animals, and minerals. But now we have move past such..... low tech premises. "

"Madam, please cease and desist."
 
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Aaron Fox

SB's Minor Junker Descendant and Hunter of Nazis
#27
And so we see earth through the eyes of aliens.

"Smell that, children? That is the smell of gasoline. It is used by planets who have not discovered gravitic manipulation or mana batteries. It is bad for the environment, but it's the most efficient, so most use it anyway."

"Madam, please stop using us as a substitute for your field trip to less developed worlds."

"See that man following us around? See how his clothing doesn't seem to shimmer nor move? That's because his clothing is made out of solid fibre."

*gasps of shock from the children*

"Yes. They have not invented solid light holograms yet. We once did the same thing, 800 years ago, making clothes out of plant, animals, and minerals. But now we have move past such..... low tech premises. "

"Madam, please cease and desist."
You're making me LoL... but we better stop this before it becomes a mess. Now, for a tribble!

Tribble #16 (I'll probably have to start threadmarking tribbles at this rate): Fallout AU

The Enclave aren't entirely made up of the genocidal maniacs that have been told in stories. Like many nations that are more than a simple city-state in the Wastelands, the Enclave have their own factions within. I would find out that much of the atrocities committed by the Enclave were made by the 'Corpses' faction of the Enclave while the 'Phoenix' would rather simply rebuild the United States in the new world that it found itself in. The majority of the Phoenix faction would later leave for the East Coast after the Oil Rig was destroyed, wanting to get away as far as possible from the horror that is the NCR.

I, myself? Well, let's just say that while I was looking for my dad (which caused a series of misadventures including a ruthless takeover of an alien spaceship) I accidentally stumble upon an Enclave outpost and got sent to Raven Rock. After a personal interrogation with with Augustus Autumn, he found an opportunity that fitted to his plans quite nicely. I was able to get some initial funding for what would be known as the Terran Starship Command, and Augustus was able to have someone to help him not only get rid of Eden but also convince my own father (who was only a babe when my grandfather was exiled) but also Elder Lyons and his chapter of the Brotherhood to not shoot him and his men on sight. This would lead to revelations on all sides... including the sacrifice of those from Vault 76 and the few, weakened remnants of Maxson's personal taskgroup to simply contain the disease that laced the area rather thoroughly after ensuring that a threat to all life was extinguished once and for all.

These are my stories of the the new dawn...

(basically based on Autumn Morning and it's Fallout AU on SB, but with an Terran Starship Command twist)
 
#32
#17

A.... reverse isekai.

Huh. An idea.

Based on this webcomic:



Anyone here read re zero?

No?

Ok, here's the summary:

a boy is summoned into another world, and meets and befriends a silver haired half elf girl, and her familiar spirit, Puck. Then they got brutally murdered. But that's ok. Since the boy can wind time back by dying.

So armed with his new knowledge and power, and with some trial and error, he saves the girl.... And resolves to help her win the royal election, and make her king.

So.... After that, way to get back home appears, but it's only one way. And yes, one time only.

So the protag goes in.... And comes back home after 5 years. Happy, right?

You don't..... go from fantasy battles, rescuing maidens, fighting dragons, being a kingmaker, and then going back to boring old reality. It's not done easily. And the protag? He fails.

Also, he lost out on 5 years of schooling, and depression to boot. So he basically became these guys:

Jaded Washout - TV Tropes
Burger Fool - TV Tropes

Basically, that salary guy that hated his job? That loser in his mother's basement? That geek that still collects action figures? That homeless man? That's him.

Part of it is the.... mental instability and lack of fitting in due to the dimensional travel. Part of it is due to ptsd. Part is due to missing for 5 years. And another is due to current reality being so boring.

Seriously?

If you went from this:











To this?


..... alright fine. I admit it. I ship Subaru x emilia. I'm a filthy shipper.

So anyway, this loser, this fat geek, this town drunk..... he gets shit on by probably everyone, for being worthless, doing nothing, having no job.... while inside him, he's crushingly bored. Suffering from some trauma and despair and loneliness, and regretting leaving his friends and his love for a world where he's just a normal man.

Then one day something changes.

Maybe they finally get enough mana to establish a link. Maybe they finally get a lockdown on coordinates. Maybe they finally advanced dimensional science enough to find him and travel through worlds.

But anyway, his old friends find him. That mage? The archmage now. That girl? Ruling and greatest queen of a nation of over a billion souls, magic and magitech, elementals, and access to wmd scale spirits. And he as kingmaker is a celebrity in their world.... but not here.

What happens when his name and face is transmitted through the world, as the queen of another dimension searches for her lost love and friend? What happens when they find out what happens to him?

Or worse yet, they find out he tried to tell, and is assigned to an insane asylum....

The issue, I wish to put, is the complete difference in tone from before and after, and the change from magic to mundane.
 
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Aaron Fox

SB's Minor Junker Descendant and Hunter of Nazis
#33
A.... reverse isekai.

Huh. An idea.

Based on this webcomic:



Anyone here read re zero?

No?

Ok, here's the summary:

a boy is summoned into another world, and meets and befriends a silver haired half elf girl, and her familiar spirit, Puck. Then they got brutally murdered. But that's ok. Since the boy can wind time back by dying.

So armed with his new knowledge and power, and with some trial and error, he saves the girl.... And resolves to help her win the royal election, and make her king.

So.... After that, way to get back home appears, but it's only one way. And yes, one time only.

So the protag goes in.... And comes back home after 5 years. Happy, right?

You don't..... go from fantasy battles, rescuing maidens, fighting dragons, being a kingmaker, and then going back to boring old reality. It's not done easily. And the protag? He fails.

Also, he lost out on 5 years of schooling, and depression to boot. So he basically became these guys:

Jaded Washout - TV Tropes
Burger Fool - TV Tropes

Basically, that salary guy that hated his job? That loser in his mother's basement? That geek that still collects action figures? That homeless man? That's him.

Part of it is the.... mental instability and lack of fitting in due to the dimensional travel. Part of it is due to ptsd. Part is due to missing for 5 years. And another is due to current reality being so boring.

Seriously?

If you went from this:











To this?


..... alright fine. I admit it. I ship Subaru x emilia. I'm a filthy shipper.

So anyway, this loser, this fat geek, this town drunk..... he gets shit on by probably everyone, for being worthless, doing nothing, having no job.... while inside him, he's crushingly bored. Suffering from some trauma and despair and loneliness, and regretting leaving his friends and his love for a world where he's just a normal man.

Then one day something changes.

Maybe they finally get enough mana to establish a link. Maybe they finally get a lockdown on coordinates. Maybe they finally advanced dimensional science enough to find him and travel through worlds.

But anyway, his old friends find him. That mage? The archmage now. That girl? Ruling and greatest queen of a nation of over a billion souls, magic and magitech, elementals, and access to wmd scale spirits. And he as kingmaker is a celebrity in their world.... but not here.

What happens when his name and face is transmitted through the world, as the queen of another dimension searches for her lost love and friend? What happens when they find out what happens to him?

Or worse yet, they find out he tried to tell, and is assigned to an insane asylum....

The issue, I wish to put, is the complete difference in tone from before and after, and the change from magic to mundane.
... what did I say about putting a tribble # on a post like this?
 

Aaron Fox

SB's Minor Junker Descendant and Hunter of Nazis
#34
Tribble #18

Cyberpunk 2077/Syndicate (reboot)

The world is a harsh place. The Syndicates have overtaken the power of nation-states, and there is no bigger example than the United States. Carved up between Aspari and EuroCorp, the United States -outside the areas of corporate influence- is effectively a third world country. Yet there are areas effectively outside Syndicate control, and Night City is one of them. Miles Kilo and his unit has been sent there due to EuroCorp intelligence indicating that EuroCorp proprietary tech has started to show up in the city...
 
#35
Tribble #19

I just got a hilarious idea. Everyone Knows - SCP Foundation

Think about alll those stories with the masquerade, and the various monsters and such behind them. All those different supernatural and paranormal groups, all hiding in plain sight, hiding from humanity, fighting a shadow war.

You got the Illuminati. The Man in black. The Galactic Patrol. The Time-Space Administration Bureau. The Temporal Corps. The Technocracy. The Council of Wizards. The Howling Pack. The Sorority of Witches. The Lawyers of the Underdark. The Ones Above. The Technocracy.

One day the masquerade breaks.

....... absolutely no one is surprised.

In hindsight, it should have been obvious. With so many groups running about, with Vampires, mages, aliens, interdimensiona intruders, demons, spirits, devils, and angels, it shouldn't have been possible to keep it quiet. The newspapers should be blaring on about the different paranormal things. Unless..... everyone knew and was helping to cover up.

So yes. Husbands and wives, pointing weapons at each other when they realize that they work for opposing sides. The family gatherings would become even more awkward than normal, once they realize what happens. The wife will still go ballistic, because her husband has not only been cheating on her with his secretary, he has been cheating on her with his elf secretary. The entire class of a highschool laughs, at the funny jokes... and then stops laughing when they realize they all are junior members of opposing organizations, and hey, isn't that the guy who blew off your leg in Atlantis?

Glorious, glorious chaos.
 
#36
tribble #20

The ship was venting air and water into dimensional space. Emergency lights flickered on and off, while the dull whine indicating that the core was losing power rang through the air. The sensors and navigation was a mess, as the attack had scrambled at least half the electronics and computers onboard the ship.

Captain Ani, seated in the command chair, was currently holding a piece of cloth over a large cut over a large cut on her forehead. "Engineering," She asked over the telepathy "How's the core? Can we make it to realspace and land for repairs?" "Unfortunately no, Captain. The attack had broken the shields and damaged the fusion core of the ship. To fix this kind of damage, we need to shut off the core and land. Otherwise, it'll continue leaking power and radiation into the ship." Hearing that, Ani sighed. She knew that the barriers that her crewmen had were able to hold back against radiation. But it would not be able to protect them for long against the energies a leaking fusion core can release. Not to mention.... "How about fuel and power? Can we get back to HQ or at least a port? There're no administered worlds we can land on to ask for help."

"Sorry, captain, but no. The attack was massive. We've lost our batteries, most of our fuel, and our stores of food and water and air. Based on my calculations....." There was a rummage over the telepathic network as her surviving engineers attempted to calculate how long it would take to survive the rest of the trip "we would have enough supplies to last for approximately 3 days of travel. By that time, we'll run out of fuel and be forced to use mages as a power source and probably run out of air by then."

Ani's heart sank at the news. 3 days? It would have taken less than 1, if the ship was in tip top shape. But the engines and the core were damaged, forcing them to go at a comparative snail's pace. They would die out here, in the space between world. Never to see their families and loved ones again as their air ran out and the ship went dark. Unless..... this was against regulations, but she had to protect the crew.

Turning to the navigator seated in front of her, she asked. "Navigator, you mentioned no administered worlds nearby, nor friendly ports. What about unadministered ones? Preferably ones with at least an industrial techbase. We need at least some tech to fix the ship."

The navigator blinked. She couldn't blame him. Contact with an unadministered world was, after all, strictly forbidden by tsab law. The introduction of magic, and the realisation that there were worlds beyond their own, often cause societal havoc and disruption. But this was an emergency. "Yes, I know. Its against regulations. but we have to. Its our only hope."

The navigator nodded at this, and replied. "There's only one we can reach within 3 days time. It should probably take us no more than 3 hours to get there. It definitely has the tech to manufacture the parts we need, but the problem is that there are several different polities on it. They may try to steal our tech to take down their rivals." "That's a risk we have to take. Set a course, captain."

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The ship appeared above the world, in a place the inhabitants called 'Earth'. Sadly, the ship's sensors and navigation computers themselves were damaged. If not, they would have known that their course was very wrong. The ship materialized 2000 km above sea level, and above a continent that was once used as a prison.

Ani, being the veteran captain she was, quickly saw the danger. The ship was going to be destroyed if she did not do something. "Divert all power to the shields and inertial dampeners. And order everyone to brace for impact!" Saying this, she activated the straps and the bracers within the captain's chair. Such things were used rarely. But it would give her a slightly better chance of surviving.

The Artigo's surface hull began to glow. First orange, then red, then white hot. The crew, protected by magic and barrier jackets, gritted their teeth and prayed. Astronomers and radar technicians worldwide, began to talk and notice, as a blip 500 metres long suddenly appeared in low earth orbit, and began to fall towards Australia. All across the country, people looked up into the night sky and saw a firey comet come down towards them. Some prayed. Some too photos. Some went on with their lives.

With a crash that shook the earth and made the air roar, the Artigo slammed into the Australian Outback, witnessed by nothing except for a few startled owls and dingos.

All was still after that, except for the sound of steam smoking off the wreckage. The Artigo had landed.
 

Aaron Fox

SB's Minor Junker Descendant and Hunter of Nazis
#37
Tribble #21

"Children of a Frozen Earth"/RL

There is a phrase muttered across the humans in power: "If I had the chance to turn back the clock, maybe I could change the course of history." The current situation is very sub-optimal for the future of humanity. It's once immense personnel resource -vital for it's continued existence via the stars- is gone. It's immense industrial ability? Annihilated to a mere shadow of itself. It's culture? Humanity is still recovering in that department and will likely never recover. That is why the American Dominion's supreme leader AI had green lighted this project, Project CHRONOS... a space-time manipulation device that can take all American Dominion assets and transfer them into the past roughly where they stood. It's projections have indicated that even if it was able to unite of humanity and actually put it's energies on regaining previous human glory... it wouldn't be enough to survive the greater universe... especially a universe that is seemingly out to exterminate humanity.

Project CHRONOS activates in Post-Cataclysm 0225, in one reality it never worked. In another, it worked beyond expectations. Now centuries in the past, the American Dominion is on it's way to force the world to change to it's desires... starting in the year 2016...
 

Aaron Fox

SB's Minor Junker Descendant and Hunter of Nazis
#38
Tribble #22

"Children of a Frozen Earth"/Gundam SEED (AU-ish)

It is decade(s) before the Bloody Valintine War, and humanity is building to a precipice. On one side you've got the PLANTs and their allies who are pro-genetic augmentation. While some believe that it is the fate of the gene-augmented to rule over those that aren't, they're of the minority. On the other you've got the various nations within the Earth Alliance who are considered 'bio-conservative' of one stripe or another. Then came THE EVENT. All across the Solar System, stations, satellites, habitats, even cities show up in a mysterious flash of light.

As you would expect, everyone goes into a heightened state of alert because no one takes shit showing up out of fucking nowhere like it was Tuesday.

All those flashes of light? That is THE EVENT creating quantum duplicates of all of the American Dominion's space assets and depositing them in this new reality. After the initial shocks and what not, things start to get ugly as the bio-conservatives on Earth start making immense noise on declaring war against the American Dominion because they're no longer what they call 'human'. The leaders of the various powers keep a hold on such due to the vast number of unknowns that the American Dominion represented, and they had to make preparations for the war against ZAFT anyway...

____

On the American Dominion side of things, it is the year 0427 PC, and the American Dominion has a hefty chunk of the 5 billion people that is humanity's overall population and a rough billion Uplifts. Now it finds it's space assets in a new universe... with no way home.

Protocols were followed out and things start to normalize (not calm down) when the locals started trying to barge in. At first everyone is just plain ass curious about the new arrivals... but this is quickly dispersed by about a third of humanity when it is discovered that they've genetically and cybernetically augmented themselves pretty hard, and less said about the uplifts, the better.

Another third, on the other hand, are practically bending ass over backwards to appease them. The moment that they heard that augmentations are allowed in the American Dominion, they rejoiced that they didn't have to deal with more bio-conservatives... then discovered that their birthrate problems can be solved with American Dominion bio-tech and that their enhancements can be less defective with Post-Cataclysm bio-tech know-how.

The last third just simply didn't want more shit to have on their plate. They already have enough as it is!

So as the dust settles, the American Dominion intelligence services discover that the situation they've landed in is a powder keg, and all it'll take is a match to set it all off...
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The situation as the dust settles is one of intruge, espionage, politics, and ever-escalating action as the new Sol prepares for a war that would make all others pale in comparison...
 

Aaron Fox

SB's Minor Junker Descendant and Hunter of Nazis
#39
Tribble #23
(blame watching seaQuest a little too much...)

'Children of a Frozen Earth'/seaQuest

Due to some SCIENCE!, American Dominion assets in the Earth-Lunar Planet-Sector and it's sole underwater habitat of 0322 PC mysteriously shows up in an IOST event. Some 31 million humans and 75,000 uplifts are now stranded in another reality, now on the brink of disaster...
 

ScreenXSurfer

Ain't no bitch who can do it like me
#40
Tribble #24

Dr. Ariel Hanson, infested Terran, survived the Protoss and Raynor. Her new zerg body reanimated her after her execution, resurrected as a Zerg. Alone among the ashes of her former colony and in the wake of the Queen of Blades going quiet, she's drifting without purpose. More importantly, her body is still mutating without her control. She wakes up and finds herself in new places. She's aware of new instincts that have been giving her manic episodes. She's scared of herself, angry at the death of her friends, lost without Kerrigan... and it's all Raynor's fault.

Exploring what remains, she travels to an underground colony command center. Inside is the last remaining sentient being on the planet other than her: an old confederate Adjutant. An Adjutant, a hold-over of the depravity of the confederacy, were human beings that had their brains rewired to become living computers. They helped Terrans managed the complexities of running an interstellar civilization but they have no free will of their own. They have access to legacy Terran systems & codes so that a person with an Adjutant would have incredible mobility through Terran space. And this one is programmed to obey the colonist, or in this case, the infested Ariel.

With nothing to lose and with the best ally she could have asked for, Ariel is going to get off this desolated planet and kill Jim Raynor.
 
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