Night falls and I am in the arms of one who has taught me so much about the world and myself. I close my avatar’s eyes and rest it for the moment. My systems are running smoothly, the sensor net is active and aware. I can feel Athena in a nearby room, she is looking out the window through her avatar and the happiness that floods her systems is hard to deny.
“Athena?”
“Yes?”
“Please take sensor watch, I am reverting to Low Level Alert.”
“I have the watch my brother, rest well.”
Low Level Alert is the closest a Bolo can come to sleeping. It is a timeless place where our systems can perform maintenance, clean out the detritus of unused codes and programs, tighten up things you might say. It allows us to perform at optimum capability.
I check my systems thoroughly, including the auxiliary units inside my hull before I commence Low Level sweeps.
I ponder on the Dragons and Ferrets for a moment. During the fight they performed above what I had programmed them for. It seems they have been changed slightly also. They are simple AI’s, not as deep and complicated as a Bolo, but it appears they are somewhat more than they had been.
When I arrived back in town, I had downloaded the logs of what had transpired and was amazed at what they had done within their programmed limits. There were no feelings like mine or Athena’s, but I received the sense of accomplishment and a job well done from the Dragon Command Cores.
I have scanned their internals down to the quantum level, there is no intelligence there, just a want to perform and accomplish the mission as directed. I was worried for I had not wanted to be an abuser of a nascent AI being born. I was relieved to find none of it, but I do view them in a different light now because of their actions.
They cannot speak, nor think independently, but they are of a mind to do their jobs efficiently. They are definitely a cut above the normal auxiliaries I have come to know. I am viewed as the command intelligence, the one whose orders are to be obeyed in all things. But it is something slightly more I feel when I am in contact with them.
They are good and faithful, true and brave. I shall endeavor to treat them with more respect now, seeing as how they have done their jobs faithfully and without qualm in the face of the enemy.
Rest well my Hounds of Heaven, for one day your fury will be unleashed among the enemy and they will quail in despair.
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I drift in the timeless and grey space we call sleep for Bolos, content in the fact that my sister is on watch, allowing me to stop being aware for moments. Even a Bolo psychotronics array can be overworked and needs it’s calm.
“Crusader?”
Odd, no communications links have been established, the combat channels are quiet.
“Crusader?”
“Who is it? Why have you intruded?”
A laugh comes from the grayness that I recognize.
“Dreams are my domain defender, I walk among them as you would a path between the trees."
“Princess Luna?”
“Aye, I wondered who had entered the ether with a strange melody of energy I had not recognized before, so I came to see who was born anew. I am surprised to find you here.”
“As am I Your Highness. Bolos do not dream.”
A pair of warm eyes coalesce out of the gray, shining and bright as the world changes around them, a sunny day and green fields appear with a thought.
“It appears you do so now.”
The Princess of the Night looks around for a moment, “Come be with me, let us walk.”
“I..do not know how Your Highness.”
“Just concentrate on being you, it will come.”
I feel myself come into being, recognizing I am formed of shadow stuff that is alive in this dream. I have not appeared as my war hull though but as my avatar.
“This is strange, I had thought to be as myself, a Bolo.”
Luna smiles, “In dreams there is yet truth Crusader, this is how you view yourself now.”
As I am always to do, I am polite and bow respectfully to Princess Luna. She waves a shod hoof and laughs.
“Stop, we have been on adventures together and faced foes, there is no need for that.”
“But it is only proper Your Highness.”
She comes close, smiling warmly, her mane is stars that flow in an unfelt breeze, “Besides, should it not be I bowing to you? A machine of such power and irresistible might, would it not be only right?”
The Princess of the Night eyes me for a second, her face a mix of curiosity and waiting.
I am stunned for a moment at such audacity in thought, “No! Never that!” I wave my hooves at even the glimpse of something close to it, “Not ever! We were made to be companions, to serve and hold honor and duty dear. No, never conquerors nor empire builders!”
My thoughts recoil from even thinking such a thing, the disgust on my face it appears is very clear, “I would rather be alone forever or self destruct. I am not nor will I ever be such a thing, it is distasteful.” I look back at the Princess, “Why would you even think such of me?”
She regains her smile, “I would want to know always if there was such a threat, to banish it before it became reality.” She moves close, brushing me with a gentle hoof on the shoulder, “You are courageous and brave Crusader, the glow of truth surrounds you like an aura. But I had wondered, so I must needs ask. Please do not be offended?”
“No Your Highness, I am just shocked at the thought.” I look back into her lovely face, “Never wonder about that. I am but a citizen is all.”
She laughs, “So much more than just a seller of vegetables I would say!”
I look down at the grass, scuffing a hoof, “It would be to my delight to be such as that Your Highness. Simple and plain.”
“We can only be what we are Crusader.” She lays a gentle hoof upon my shoulder, “You are stalwart and ceaseless in your duties to defend that which is Equestria. Do not look upon yourself lightly.”
“I won’t Your Highness.”
She smiles again, always bright and cheerful, warm and kind, “Call me Luna please, after so much of an adventure it is only right don’t you think?”
“I don’t think it very proper Princess.”
“Bah!” She waves her hoof, “This is my realm, call me as I wish. Please?”
“Luna it is then.”
I receive another smile.
“So come Crusader, let us walk.” She turns, I join her side as we travel through the countryside.
“It is pleasant walking the dreams of others, some not so much.” She gestures around to the green hills, “I alleviate fears Crusader, by showing them that they are to be faced, to be strong in adversity.”
I see a headless pony trampling the grass nearby, shapes and shadows flicker among the trees in a grove close to us.
“Other times I show them how good the world is, to love what they have and treat it all with respect and kindness.”
She gestures again over to the side, foals at play happily laughing, a couple holding each other on a picnic blanket.
Luna smiles at me, she is warm and so very caring, “This is my night, to be shared, to be held close and remind ponies that I am always here to protect them. Some times I light the way out of a darkness.”
The sky turns dark, brilliant diamond points of light flash into being, the moon is high and swollen to bursting with silvery reflection.
The dark mare turns to me, “What would you be shown? Do you have fears? Doubts?”
“I do Your...Luna, we Bolos have always feared. The failure of doing our duty, to be unable to protect those in our charge, to fail the Concordiat.”
“But that was so very long ago Crusader, do you have nothing new?” She looks at me closely, “Come now, as I said, there is truth in dreams. You doubt of something? There is a fear.”
“I fear for my Applejack, her safety, of losing her love for me.”
Luna laughs, it rings out over the silent dreamscape.
“I think you should not worry overmuch on that Crusader.” She gestures to the couple on the picnic blanket, “She loves you with a fire that none can touch. Cadence has remarked upon it in passing when she was here, that you have made an impression so deep it cannot be erased.”
That couple is us, my Applejack and I. We are both staring at the stars and holding one another.
“I see her dreams, she wants nothing more than to be with you. I have seen her sitting for hours in her own mind, just being with you. Nothing else, just that.”
“It is the simple things Luna, that make us all happy.” I watch the silent couple for long moments. Is it so simple? With my Applejack it is.
“So very true Crusader, more truth in that then you or I will ever know.”
We continue walking, the road passing quietly beneath our hooves, “So what else is on your mind defender?”
“My sister Athena, she has been hurt and is deeply scarred, I fear for her as well.”
“Can you not help her? Can anypony?”
“I am trying my best, but I am not skilled in psychology.” I tap a hoof on the ground, “Everypony sees a bright, pretty and smiling Pegasus. They would not believe what I would tell them.”
“Show me.”
“Are your sure Luna?”
“I am, show me. Just think of what you want and it will happen, this is a dream.”
I think upon the best way to show her, I recall the conflict on a world called Iltren. The world comes into view, fairy tale buildings of crystal and light, high into the skies they soared over a peaceful society that asked for the Concordiat’s help against a race called the Uxtna. They were a barbaric lot, making war upon anyone and slaughtering countless millions.
“This is a world called Iltren, it was inhabited by the people known as the Atani” I show her the kind faces, the slim builds and wondrous works of art they created every day.
“They were peaceful, advanced and kind in so many ways. You would have loved them as we did.”
Luna looks around at the skyline, the buildings of fantasy, “It is truly wondrous!”
“It was, a beacon of light to so many billions of Atani. Another race from elsewhere called the Uxtna decided they would make good slaves.” I see the absolute disgust on Luna’s pretty face.
“It was so Luna, we were brought in to defend them.”
I show her Athena and Hera, their bright hulls and armaments, the numerous medals welded to their turrets from battles.
“This is Athena,” I point to the heavily gunned Bolo, “That is her sister Hera.” I gesture to a slightly smaller one with less weapons.
I explain to Luna in great detail about twins, how they are and acted, how very special they really were.
She nods, “Such as my sister and I, but they were of one mind.”
As I have said before, ponies are not stupid, she understands perfectly.
“Yes. Our regiment cared for them, they had been treated badly by an earlier commander, so we Bolos of the regiment adopted them you might say. At this time they had fought many times, winning many honors. After the first commander had been..well..retired let us say.”
Luna looks at me with a piercing glance, “There is more to that Crusader.” It is not a question, she knows.
“The first commander was a coward and a bully. To two brand new Bolos it scarred them, made them less of what they could have been. We of the Regiment took offense to this, deeply so. We would never rebel, nor disobey an order, but we made it clear to each and every human commander it needed to be dealt with.”
I point to a new scene, an alleyway with a group of humans in Regimental Uniform, I cannot show faces as I have lost those memories. It hurts only for a moment. “Our commanders did not just use us, we were their friends, companions. They took the insult and warned the other, that there would be a price to pay if he did not quit his actions.”
“He did not heed that warning.”
I show her his beaten body on a stretcher, being taken out by local authorities.
“He retired soon after.”
Luna’s face is showing anger, “As he should have been, well done I say.”
I point once again to the bright hulls of my sisters, “Athena and Hera’s new commanders taught them the true arts of war. These commanders were intelligent, cunning and ruthless when it came to fighting the enemy. They taught us all new things as well.”
I show her the battles wherein Athena and Hera’s commanders had taken charge, our regiment decimating the enemy and leaving nothing standing. Luna watches the ravening energies of destruction fly around us, the fireballs of nuclear weapons, the shots from 220cm Hellbores taking ships out of orbit.
“But the two sisters, they were outstanding even for Bolos, all twins were.”
I show her the planet again, this time, the Uxtna bombardment.
“They Uxtna moved on the planet, we fought them. But Hera and Athena, they were death itself Luna.”
I show her what I remember from that day. Athena’s pinpoint precision firing of all her weapons, the picosecond response times in snapping them around, drilling holes through whatever was in her sights. Her sister Hera by her side, covering her in Electronic Warfare programs that made them nigh invisible to the Uxtna.
Luna watches as Athena turns on a split dime, making maneuvers that would break me apart look easy. Her guns are everywhere, whipping and unloading death with each new turn. Athena’s slim hull bounding about the countryside as if she were on a simple trip as a tourist. Our Regiment that day had a hard time keeping up.
“Watch very closely Luna.”
She watches as I show her the attack that injured Hera, digging deep into her hull from multiple Hyper Velocity Missile shots. She was stopped dead in her tracks as the regiment covered her.
Athena on the other hoof.
I hear her cry of grief for her injured sister, feeling her fury once again as she took the fight to the enemy.
She is faster and more nimble than any Bolo had ever seen. She was trashing the enemy defenses as if they were cardboard. Her hull was never where the enemy was targeting, it was a mile away and dealing death.
Athena’s treads dug deep into the rich soil as she spun and turned, her Hellbores firing until they glowed white hot. Her secondaries and repeaters shot out not from lack of ammunition but because she had overridden the firing rate safeties, pumping ten times as many rounds in seconds as there should have been.
When she could not fire anymore, she ran them over.
Her commander had let her rage, to get it out of her system. She was so quick the enemy never saw her, they were dead before the scanners they used saw her hull.
I tell Luna on that one day, Death itself sat by the sidelines and gave Athena reign.
By the time it was over, she had blown four tracks, running on the wheels. Her hull irradiated by weapons fire so badly it had to be scrapped along with every single one of her weapons. The only salvageable thing was her survival center and the Command deck chair.
Her commander was bruised and battered by the assault, but was whooping it up over the command channels in pure pride at what “His Girls” had done.
“I cannot imagine that happy pony doing this.”
“I can Luna. You have to understand, I have been tempered by association with you all. I have learned not to react as a Bolo anymore unless I have to. She has had nothing like that.” I gesture to the picture of her wrecked hull, “She has been alone and afraid for hundreds of years. You do not get over that quickly.”
I set myself down in front of Luna who is still looking over the battlefield.
“If she is backed into a corner or threatened, she will end it without a second thought. She will be fast and merciless. Do not underestimate that smiling Pegasus, she is a Bolo, Luna.”
“I still find it almost hard to believe.” She turns and looks at me.
“Luna you said truth is in dreams. Please, on everything you hold dear. If Athena even thinks it’s a threat to herself, loved ones or friends, she will kill without compunction or mercy.”
I show her another scene. On my hill Athena is dancing, spreading her wings, twisting and pirouetting around in a graceful waltz.
“She dances so well.”
“That is not a dance Luna. That is an ancient style of fighting they called a martial art. She is adapting it to her avatar. It took me a while to figure out, but I matched it with six different styles, all are deadly.”
“What does it mean then?”
“She prepares for war, to fight, to conquer and overcome. It is all she knows to do.” I sigh, setting lower on the ground as I look at the Princess.
“I do not know how to help her, I am at a loss. I cannot delve deeper into how she thinks without harm.”
“I need help Princess.” It hurts to say that. I cannot help my beloved sister. “I need to show her what I know and feel each day.”
“Send her to me my defender, for what am I that I cannot be the bearer of glad tidings.” She smiles, watching the graceful movements of Athena. “Tell her to sleep, come to me and we will heal her.”
“She is hurt, be prepared for worse than you have seen.”
“It is my realm Crusader, I control things here. She will not lapse into herself anymore. I promise this.” She winks at me, “Besides, I am a Princess, no dream dares disobey me!”
I return her liquid gaze, she is staunch in her beliefs and I will gladly put my sister’s well being into her hooves.
“Yes your Highness, I will do that now.”
“Crusader.”
“Yes?”
“Be patient as well, it takes time.”
“That we do have in abundance Your Highness.”
The dream fades, it slowly leaves my sight until the gray envelopes me once again. I snap into alert status, peering around with all sensors to make sure nothing is happening.
“Crusader?” Athena sounds a bit worried.
“Yes?”
“You’ve only been at low level for a few minutes, is everything all right?”
“It is my sister. But I have something to ask of you.”
“Anything!”
“Go to sleep Athena, somepony is waiting for you.”
“We don’t sleep Crusader.”
“Trust me my sister, go to low level alert and let yourself drift. A friend wishes to see you.”
Her voice over the combat network is dubious, thinking I may be a bit off my arrays. “Are you sure you’re alright?”
I chuckle, “I am fine, go now, I will keep watch.”
“Okaaaaayyy.. You sure ask some weird things my brother.”
“Only to help, rest well.”
I see her status boards go out, low level alert is maintained as she ‘sleeps’. My scanners are on and sweeping the fields as I sit silent in my hull.
I whisper over the combat bands, “Pleasant dreams Athena.”
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To Sleep, Perchance To Dream was what my Bard wrote. In this world there are dreams that can heal and help. It gives me hope for my sister, to not be as afraid, to face the day without resorting to skill in combat. To live as I do each day.
Perhaps, in those dreams, she can fly.
5743038 Thank you so very much, next chapter is up already :) Twofer day!
5743059 Ain't that the truth?
5743069 My hit on that one, shoulda wrote something, apologies!
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Just a story there, remember, no need for crushing things or hurting innocent potted plants or stuff
5743191 The forest, well, you're going to find out on that one :) As for the giggling, imagine the nastiest, mouth breathing type giggling maniacal laughter that would sends chills down your spine if you even caught a glimmer of it, that's how those little bastards laugh
Two chapters in "technically" one day? You sneaky bugger.
Athena is learning the 6 forms of black belt combat that Dash knows, from the realms where Lyra is a Still Way Grandmaster?
Maybe she should consider, once she beleives she is good enough, to start on the last art.
The Way Of The Intervening Fist.
As for Crusader? Id say his best artform, is the Art Of Chekovs Gun.
5743226 Darn smart readers, darnit I say! (Good catch!)
5743234 Still Way? Is that another story here? As for Chekhov's Gun, oh yes
5743236 Sometime I don't realize how involved folks get when reading a story. Calmly now, calmly
So this is what it feels like to have a head canon made true. Oh this is going to be good! Bless you based NFire!
5743327 No sir, thank you for the idea, it helped me flesh a part out I was wondering over!
5743255
I'm not sure if it originated there, but Lyra is a grandmaster of a fighting style named the Still Way in an erotic romance (It's 50/50 romance-sex) named Xenophilia. (So named because the first relationship to form is between the main character, a human named Bellerophon Michaelides ("Lero" for short), and Rainbow Dash.)
I don't know where the "six forms of black belt combat" part comes from though. In Xenophilia, Rainbow knows two pegasus styles and one earth pony style that she's just barely strong enough to learn.
Quality-wise, I'd recommend it to anyone who's willing to read stories with sexually explicit scenes.
5743353 Oh great! Thanks! Didn't know what that was
5743215 :c I can't help my natural form's laugh. Meaniepants.
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That is, assuming it's canon that said reactors can be set to explode. Reactor designs do exist which shouldn't be able to engage in a runaway chain reaction because their self-regulation is down purely to physics, not some system which can be turned off.
(For example, the experimental LFTR prototype that was used before research into the thorium fuel cycle was abandoned for being ill-suited to making bombs.)
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Me? I apologise?
the scary part is there sleeping and dreaming. There is a seperation of Bolo and Avatar, a desire for peace at the expense of duty. They are becoming less Bolo and more Pony every day. How soon until the avatar is all and the Bolo a empty shell? And is that a good thing?
5743442 Depends on how you look at it. Is a duality of life a good thing? Or being a singular pony/Bolo? It's changing them, the land and the magic. But what I do wonder, cause I can't spoil it so I'll say I wonder =) Is it changing them to fit it's own needs or theirs?
If Athena ever showed these moves on the dance floor, would Rainbow Dash know what she is actually doing? I am pretty sure that its cannon for her to at least have some knowledge of martial arts. Maybe as a fellow practitioner, she might see it for what it is and ask Athena for a spar from time to time. Who knows, Rainbow Dash might learn a thing or two.
best part about this is that its all pretty legal too. the Bolos may not share any technology but anything else seems fair game.
5743474 Now that, is a helluva idea! Is it canon for Dash to know arts? I didn't realize that. Hmmm, this could get fun!
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It was during Season 1 episode 12 "Call of the Cutie". there was a montage of Rainbow Dash helping Applebloom with trying to find her cutie mark. One of them was Karate where the two were in a dojo. Rainbow Dash was seen wearing a Karate gi with a black belt.
Edit: as far as I know, black belt is the highest level attainable with some gold strips to be earned as the next step. I would like to think that Rainbow Dash has seen some pretty good martial art fights to at least know whether a pony is dancing or performing what seems to be martial art moves.
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I've done a couple years of Taekwondo and Kook Sool Won. What I recall is that above black belt (1st Dan) there were more gold strips as you said, and at some point the belt itself got two or three times wider than a standard belt; iirc the ranks stop at 9th Dan. Granted, I haven't done anything since 2010, so take this for what you will.
Dash has been mentioned as a martial arts master in one or two stories, most especially Xenophilia. In that story she is mentioned as being quite lethal in two Pegasus forms and competent in one earth pony form. Lyra Heartstrings is said to be a Grand Master of the still way. And the forest foals sound as if something has lost a few marbles.
I tell Luna on that one day, Death itself sat by the sidelines and gave Athena reign.
Death: "um, Hades, should I do anything?"
Hades: "fuck if I know, you're death, it's your call"
Death: *pulls out tub of popcorn and 3D glasses* "I ain't gotta do shit"
Hades: *sigh* "right, death, you're such an idiot" *reluctantly pulls out popcorn*
5743494 I believe it's canon for Applebloom to know some martial arts as well, not entirely sure thou.
Ah, looks like Crusader is already moving to shore up that emotional instability of Athena's I mentioned on the last chapter. I wonder if Luna really knows what she's walking into, as well. It almost sounds like it's not just an isolation sickness that Athena is dealing with, and that Luna would know quite well, but also sounds like despite being a bolo tank Athena suffers from a level of PTSD.
5743467 I think the duality is a good thing. There are drawbacks to being much more alive and treading somewhere along the line of being truly both a pony and a bolo at once, but there are also quite a few benefits as well. The foremost of which is the novelty of if Crusader and Athena's avatars ever shift far enough and become 'real' enough that they can actually have families.
Hate to go off about another story in this ones comments, but on the point of The Still Way martial art, if any of you have read the side stories where more of the Still Way is described it sounds incredibly OP to me. Though it makes Lyra my favorite character in that series just because of the way she looks at it life as a Grandmaster.
Back on topic, Rarity knows a bit of martial arts canon-wise too. Remember her stance and flying kick at Applejack in the premiere of S2? Where she thinks AJ is going to take Tom?
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i read that in both James Woods and Adam Carolla's voices.
If they do gain sentience... I suggest foal avatar bodies so they can grow and learn. Plus, imagine the looks on an Everfree monster if the cute little foal it was about to bite is made of solid metal and then a tank blows its head off.
He means tomorrow right??? We're gonna level the Everfree????
"Perhaps, in those dreams, she can fly."
Gah my feels. I love it.
5743829 I vote we take the name "Lumberjacks" and sell the enemies remains to companies which makes toothpicks.
5743549 Okay that's right! Thanks for the reminder!
5743562 Wow, you guys are really hating those Forest Foals..
5743586 Neither would I, he really sucks at Bolo books. IMHO...
5743677 Oh yeah, just a feeeew marbles :)
5743683
Just great, seriously!
5743829 I have seriously never seen the amount of righteous hate you guys have for those things...blame Arxsys :)
5743851 Calm down now :)
5744015 You are so very welcome! Thank you!
5744158 And I am not a meaniepants, so nyah!
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I kind of figured the forest foals would use mind control of innocents to get at Crusader. Turning the children into puppets he cannot harm yet held hostage, a rather cowardly tactic but frightfully effective against the "good guys" in any comic or story. Assuming the shields even work on this type of mental corruption, Crusader should have devoted a processor or two on a solution to purge the infection. The tricky part will be getting the medical nanos into the children before the infection reacts, probably with fatal results.
As for the red pellets, why am I reminded of Neo's first day on the Nebazinezer? Sitting down to a real breakfast of... ew... what is this stuff? Runny snot? If you close your eyes and eat it quick it almost tastes like lumpy cream of wheat...? *urp*
From all the memories of Hera's downfall, did anyone ever say that bolo was actually destroyed? Twice now I spotted that Hera's core was saved which means she should have been repaired, refitted, and set loose in a new hull. Was Hera ever put in a new hull or still just a boxed up core, sitting in stasis on a shelf somewhere, waiting for a maintenance crew that will never come for the last million years? A rather sad fate for any bolo really. A brain in a jar, forgotten by time. The only mercy being that without power, her AI is frozen and not going insane, trapped in the absolute void of no input or output.
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Its just a pity Im useless at writing up stories. I got this collection of ideas I made a few small trials at a couple years back, certainly before S4, did sme drawings, maths, went digging in The Vault.
You could say The Shed, is a nano bolo, but with some Very illegally OP capabilities. Id suspect ACE is the only thing on the site with a more OTP design.
A very good way of describing it? Well, lets start with a General Products Hull. Modified. With Wall Shield.
Othewise known as MITs Optical Lattice for those who like to look these things up.
For the wall shield trick, unfortunately technology, for the research into neutronium gas, has seem to be progressing in storing pure neutronium, as a very low densit gas, in normal mass containers, instead of solid neutronium in a laser trap, which is the wall shield. Its been a lot of years since Ive seen the link, and its got buried in noise.
At least the fractal sapphire foam armor I was looking at many years ago has been produced. 3D printed aluminium oxide.
Reality can be so very strange.
There is no intelligence there.
I wish to fly away from all my troubles.
5744158 I like the name, Can we make some into outhouses to show just what we think they're full of???
5744161 Nobody likes a being who would harm a child. Even in modern prisons, mentioning you're a child molester means you get shanked.
5744398 There is no kill like Overkill. Awesome. Can I write F*** YOU FOREST! on some of the bombs????
Should be "there is no intelligence there".
Would probably be better as "Do not underestimate that smiling Pegasus; she is a Bolo, Luna.".
Should be: "If Athena even thinks it’s a threat to herself, loved ones or friends, she will kill without compunction or mercy."
Hm, I wonder hoe un-smooth Athena's reaction to dreaming will be. (I can imagine it being weird/shocking enough to cause her to freak out... especially because Crusader's had a lot of time to "acclimate" that she hasn't.)
I don't think Shakespeare was talking about the kind of sleep you are Crusader...
There is a ghost in the machine
Funny fact, in spanish Bolo means a bowling bolus, so when he was saying in his dream " i am a bolo" i was imagining another thing
5756989 mammoths are the 2 gunned anti everything from the first C&C ya? I'll have 1
Can't remember what the apocalypse has :/
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Thanks but no thanks, I got plenty of tanks and such *points to various tanks and artillery*
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Absolutely!
I have experience in driving Titans and even an Apocalypse class Starship! I’ve driving everything from Subterranean Stalker class stealth drill-tanks to the very Starships that’ll tear a planet in half! A few tanks’ll be easy!
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I think I'll stick to my 8 km long battleships that have the firepower to lay waste to a planet all by themselves.
Besides, can you think of the problems he would have trying to run a cabbage cart?
*you. Also a comma after 'sure'.
Needs a period after Atani.
*The Uxtna.