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"Please state the nature of the Kryptonian emergency."
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"Someone-?" He frowns. "That makes no sense. We were isolationist and xenophobic. Why would an alien come to Krypton?"
The original Brainiac in the comics was Coluan, not a Kryptonian AI.Well, it's nice to get Nerf confirmation at least since "copy" Brainiac lacks a lot of the original's capabilities
Unlikely. Boss Smiley is concerned with keeping Earth at a sociological stasis; affairs of other worlds aren't his concern. Heck, wouldn't the isolation that Krypton's Science Council imposed kind of be what he'd like?
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"They're not sure. NNew types of machine mind require time to adapt to."
The nearby plinth lights up with Jor-El's image. "Does this make it easier? You have almost my full attention."
Her horns glow again, and she nods. "They are WWorking on it. Please stand by."
Shouldn't the pooka's sentences have two ** instead of quote marks."No. You have a MMind. It isn't hard to AArrange your thoughts so that you do not connect the ideas. I can restore IIt?"
"Do so.
That should say 'there'.
Hello obscure Superman antagonist. I can't wait to see how she'll be adapted here."No-." The g-pooka shakes her head again. "Yes. How did I forget-? Lyla, her name was Lyla. She was on Krypton when it exploded."
Their -> there
Ah, they're quite large, then. Probably not as big as, say, Dune's Third-stage Navigators, but big enough that their tank can compare in size to a human being, then. Which makes them quite heavy due to all the fluids inside, eh?12th August 2013
21:52 GMT
No g-lusca has travelled by zeta tube before, and in any case the part of the Fortress of Solitude with the zeta tube in it isn't big enough for the tank to fit inside. I'm not.. completely sure that transitioning would be entirely safe, so I'm just flying north at high speed with my cargo.
So their 'brain' is slightly bigger than a human's. And I can't help but picture a human-sized cylinder with a suitably-large octopus in it now...G-Lusca tanks are big, containing not just the gigabrained genomorph itself, but also the fluid purification machinery, feeding system and emergency backups. G-Lusca can hibernate, but on dry land they can't do much more than squirm weakly and they're not much more manoeuvrable in water.
If it wants to experience physical activity, it can feel what the others do through the network. Meanwhile, It gets to sit back, relax in its tanks with all its needs cared for and occasionally think hard now and then...Honestly, that whole thing makes me a little uncomfortable. It's like they deliberately created something that would spend its entire life in a tank, unable to care for itself. But looking at its desires it's perfectly content where it is. The usual positive associations with physical activity humans have just aren't there; it isn't human, and the genomorphs are good enough at bioengineering that they can create new genomorphs who have desire structures which relate to their function.
Not much for them to do until they get to the Fortress, after all. They're not going to go poking around OL's Rings out of curiosity.They're… Inhuman. Intentionally.
The g-gremlins have six small horn nubs, rather than the two horns that g-gnomes have. They also lack the mouth fronds and have slightly more powerful fingers. But it's clear that they're based on the same design. And they appear to be asleep.
I don't know why, but the second I read that, I heard her in the voice of the Mighty Nein's teifling girl..."Are they alright?"
The new g-pooka who got assigned to this job blinks at me.
**Are YYou alright, big boy?**
Huh, not all g-Pookas are created alike, eh?Huh?
She… Wiggles her posterior, tail flicking from side to side to emphasise the motion.
There's diplomacy, and then there's this. Dial it back, honey."Yes, thank you? I was asking because-."
**Could you be MMore alright?**
Sure, but this is hardly the appropriate time for that. You're on the clock, you know. Show some decorum.I shake my head. "What are you doing?"
**I am a free human-equivalent BBeing. I can engage in intimate BBehaviour.**
Just like the g-Lusca tapping others' physical senses, she's talking about feeling what other people do?"You literally can't. Your species is asexual."
**Genomorphs are GGestalt telepaths. G-Pooka like me are VVery empathic.**
Probably surprised that he caught on so quickly."You can experience pleasure when your partner does?"
She blinks twice, then nods.
So you say..."And it's not external, because you're a gestalt telepath and so you experience that neural function as if it's your own." Another nod. "And you're definitely not a g-succubus who made an illusion to sneak out on this mission?"
**I cannot make the SSort of illusions that they can.**
...Ow. Yeah, I bet that feels like getting screamer-bombed through a set of headphones via random-play."Do the other g-pooka do this-?" Ah. "This is a joke."
**[ROFL]**
Cheeky!I hiss quietly. "Don't, we're about three miles up and I'm not sure that I'd want to catch you."
She grips her perch with her toes and-. And slaps her scrawny hindquarters with her right hand.
You're not the only one who can joke, sweetie. Sort yourself out before you get frostbite of the ass."I thought that g-pooka were serious when on professional jobs?"
**YYou should not have made an emergency request. It takes time for g-pooka to CCalm down. I AAm too young to not joke.** I allow the environmental shield around her to flicker, briefly exposing her posterior to the arctic chill. **EE!**
I don't think she's going to receive very pleasant feedback on the customer satisfaction survey."So am I. Orange Lantern to Jor-El. Please open the cargo door."
"Certainly."
Speaking out loud for the benefit of anyone other than OL, I see. For instance, the Jor-El engram, who's probably harder to communicate with telepathically.I fly the tank inside and set it down on the crystalline floor. "Is this close enough?"
The g-gremlins wake up, twitching slightly as they shake off their lethargy. The g-pooka's horns shimmer for a moment, the g-gremlin's stubs glowing in response.
"They're not sure. NNew types of machine mind require time to adapt to."
Hopefully it doesn't take to long. I assume they can manage it eventually, since there's really only so many ways to process data.The nearby plinth lights up with Jor-El's image. "Does this make it easier? You have almost my full attention."
Her horns glow again, and she nods. "They are WWorking on it. Please stand by."
Pretty much a given there. But questioning him is probably helping the g-Gremlins understand his processing routines."Did you ever knowingly encounter a telepath when you were alive?"
"Other than the thought-beasts, no. Though that may well just have meant that the telepath knew what they were doing."
Jack Knight, younger son of Ted Knight. His little road-trip in space (and time!) to assist William Payton took him to a period before Krypton's destruction, thanks to a time-warp..."How confident are you that there were no aliens on Krypton during your life?"
"One human visited us. That is how I first heard of Earth." I generate a construct image of Jack Knight. "Yes, though he was younger at the time. Is he telepathic?"
No interjections from the genomorphs, so they're either still dialling in, or this is truthful. And sounds like something the Council would do, at that."No. Anyone other than him?"
"No, but I believe that my father covered up his brief visit. And if he could do that, anyone on the Science Council could have done the same thing."
I can almost hear the sarcasm in his voice at the arrogance displayed by that attitude. I can also almost imagine his doing hand-motions to accompany the statement..."Were there aliens on Krypton during the Kryptonian Empire?"
"A few, sometimes. Usually as part of a diplomatic visit where we would display our unrivalled supremacy in an attempt to persuade them to yield without armed conflict. None lived there."
Well, everyone's got their favourite historical periods. I lean more towards the 'Three Kingdoms' era of China, for instance, thanks to 'Dynasty Warriors'."Did they get counted in and out?"
"I don't know. And I don't think that's an issue of my memory being altered. The history of that period wasn't my preferred reading."
And honestly, I think the engram prefers it this way. I'm sure he can access humanity's internet easily enough, so he's never going to be bored, certainly.I want to ask him what was. I want to prod him about allowing me to clone him a body again. I-. Don't.. have time. And I know that he doesn't care; that he expects to be treated as a useful object.
"Would there be any surviving records?"
Ah, finally, they peg something as inaccurate. So there was a telepath on Krypton at some point."I doubt it, unless Har-Zod stored them on Xenon. I doubt they would help. There were no telepathic species within the bounds of the former Kryptonian Empire, and so far as I recall none in the area-."
"That's not TTrue."
I wonder if the g-Gremlins actually think that way, treating people's minds as computer databases...The g-gremlins are staring at… The wall, in what I assume is the direction of Jor-El's core intelligence. The g-pooka on the other hand is looking at his holographic projection.
"You have found an edited file?"
I suppose a program of that complexity would be almost identical to a living mind, complete with interlacing subsections and the potential for 'accidental' misremembering."No. You have a MMind. It isn't hard to AArrange your thoughts so that you do not connect the ideas. I can restore IIt?"
"Do so."
I mean, there's probably quite the spectrum of telepathic capabilities. Not everyone can treat other races' minds like open books. Some might, at best, be able to nudge people into a certain decision...The horn stubs of the g-gremlins flicker as they work, and then Jor-El's face grows grim in recognition.
"Ah. Yes. It seems that my memories had been edited. There was a telepathic species we encountered. They were called the empireth, but by the standards of the martians or the few telepaths your species has produced, their abilities were slight."
And there we go! This definitely seems like a likely culprit."Did the organic Jor-El know one?"
"No-." The g-pooka shakes her head again. "Yes. How did I forget-? Lyla, her name was Lyla. She was on Krypton when it exploded."
...And it all becomes clear!"You're sure?"
"There was no way off."
"Except the Phantom Zone."
Thank you, corrected.
One of a very short list of people to have raped Superman.Hello obscure Superman antagonist. I can't wait to see how she'll be adapted here.
Since the g-pooka isn't communicating telepathically, no.Shouldn't the pooka's sentences have two ** instead of quote marks.