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Meep the Changeling


Channeling insanity into entertaining tales since 2015-01-19.

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Hype! I'm so glad to see this getting posted.

Well, that’s one hell of a way to start a book! I’m interested in just who this bot will be, and can’t wait to find out more! My only real question is, I’d this the same universe as Operation Star Drop? It’d be so funny to see Lyra meeting her “grandson” in that story, or this one.

Thanks for the great work as always Meep, keep up the good work!

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I’d this the same universe as Operation Star Drop?

If you want it to be, yes. If you don't want it to be, no. I'm trying to keep my stuff loose but bound with just a thread or two. That way, you can choose what your personal head canon for FoE is. That is quite important to kkat, who insists her own blogs are non-canon even when they reveal her intentions behind story choices and world building decisions. And so I shall follow her lead.

Great start! Can’t wait to see where this one takes us.

Yeah! Head canons!

I read the summary and I couldn't help but think:

"They sound like the perfect team for this, I mean their chances of success are so mathematicaly small that the universe will give them an actual shot at succeeding just for the laughs" :pinkiecrazy:

Either way, looking forward to reading this to see what happens :trollestia:

Then, one day, as the sun began to set, pieces of the Cenotaph fell from its faces, revealing the poem had always been much longer than any ever knew.

Ah that makes sense, it did seem pretty short for such a big piece of metal :moustache:


Freaking prophecies and their vague, beautiful poem like descriptions, at least this one made it clear that something really bad is coming and that none who wrote it has any idea how the story ends :moustache:

Wonder what "Eagle" stands for in this context though, might just be my lack of knowledge about the word but I doubt it's referring to a bird... well, let's read on and find out :trollestia:

Lyra understood her wife’s fears. She didn’t want a machine uprising either… but as somepony who helped design and build those very robots, she knew of all the safeguards, design choices, and the very nature of computers which made such an event much, much less likely than the Breezies rising up to enslave Ponykind.

Now wouldn't that be interesting :trollestia:

Rivet jumped out of his chair and pointed to the processor network. “This thing, right here, put into an equoid frame, say the Assault Pony we’re working on, could mean the end of mass death for our side. We replace shock troopers and assault squads with these guys, and that’s that. We lose no pony power on the fronts. Or at least, much less.”

River buddy, that's great and all but what you're saying is that you want to create a "race" of thinking feeling machines and then tell them fight and die for you en masse... that's probably
not gonna end well :trixieshiftleft:

Number one-one-seven will be given to Lab J for experimental modification with advanced computation technology.”

117 in lab J huh :trollestia:

Oh that prophecy is trolling beyond the grave. I wonder if Celestia on her maneframe shall one day see the monolith and how she'll react to knowing she could've avoided it all if she had only paid more attention, investigated a little more...

A new type of computer, a new mechanical soldier. One more innovation that would've given Equestria victory had the bombs not fell. But such is the legacy of Kindness, the lesson on why the road to tartarus is paved by the fallen feathers of angels.

Who is this pony to be? The soldier, sure, but what more? Will they be as loyal as Brass believes? Would they be the shield to guard equestria? Will they?

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117 in lab J huh

That's right we're gonna refrence that one game that ripped of System Shock 2! :D

Something more to look forward to! Thank you, Meep!

gets to reading

In spite of the presence of a wizard’s workbench, the computer science station to Rivet’s left was where most of the “magic” would happen. It was occupied by Rainy Creek, an earth pony mare of such generic appearance nopony could ever remember the specifics of her looks. Try as anypony might, anypony trying to describe her could only ever come up with terms like “generic” or “normal”. Ironically it made her stand out quite a bit, but only when thought about later on, never while she was present in a room where she could be seen.

Well that's paranoia inducing :trixieshiftleft:

“That’s a good point, March. I’m certain everypony here is familiar with the theory of Embodied Cognition.” Rivet said just to make absolutely sure his other two team members knew it as well.

Roll Credits :trollestia:

She huffed and sat back down with a bitter grunt. “Besides. What if the war is over during this thing’s operational lifespan? Do we really want to make a machine that can only ever be for war when that machine is also a person? Or at least functionally a person? Shouldn’t we do what we can to ensure that whatever it eventually comes to enjoy, it can at least try and pursue it?”

A very good point :moustache:

Balanced stood up and stretched his hindlegs as much as the small lab permitted. “Just say the word, Rivet, and I’ll pop home and grab it. We slap it on our robot and it would be able to use telekinesis. That’s a major tactical advantage that’s in the spirit of the robot’s main design.”

Now that would be quite useful :eeyup:

Rainy shook her head immediately and gave Rivet a terrified look. Her eyes caught Lab J’s dim light and glinted green as she looked into Rivet’s eyes.

Rivet frowned, nodded slowly, then rubbed the side of his head. “Uh… okay. Sorry. I didn’t mean to be rude. You can stay.”

I feel like my paranoia just got justified :trixieshiftleft:

If she wasn’t the very image of a patriotic Equestrian computer-scientist with a brilliant life ahead of her, then what was she?

A Changeling :trollestia:

Poor Luna. An error not of her doing but her execution condemned Equestria and Zebrica if not the whole world. If there's a pony afterlife may she never find that out :fluttercry:

The sergeant let out a long breath and shivered. “Bucking tartarus… What have those engineers done?”

Created life. As grand and terrible as that is.

“No, it shrank. I didn’t know this one was dry-clean only. Who even makes a dry-clean only lab coat?” Balanced muttered bitterly into his chest as he tried to find a way to hold himself to reduce stress on the buttons.

“Flim-Flam Co,” March answered instantly.

Ahhh that explains it :moustache:

Rivet snorted and entered the incident report into his log. “We’re just very good at screaming internally while we work, sir.”

A useful skill :trollestia:

Unit ASX J-117, you know we could have included code within our message to force you to do as we will. We have not.

I'm pretty curious about how it would have impacted his ability to generate emotional energy if they had :trixieshiftleft:

The sergeant cleared her throat and nodded once in agreement. “I understand your complaint, corporal. I share it… but he’s a robot, we have our standing orders, and the Commander’s specific orders. Sorry, 117. We need to shut you off.”

The standing orders were that all robots are to be offline during transport, so what could the Commander's "specific" orders be about... I think I might be paranoid :trixieshiftleft:

The sergeant let out a long breath and shivered. “Bucking tartarus… What have those engineers done?”

Created one of the three potential saviors of the world :trollestia:

DUN DUN DUUUUUUN!




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Agreed.

Lyra understood her wife’s fears. She didn’t want a machine uprising either… but as somepony who helped design and build those very robots, she knew of all the safeguards, design choices, and the very nature of computers which made such an event much, much less likely than the Breezies rising up to enslave Ponykind.

Needless to say, that was almost certain to be impossible. Unless of course the Breezies teamed up with Changelings, but Lyra refused to entertain her brother’s crackpot theories. If he came up with them before enjoying a batch of “brownies”, Lyra might have paid them some attention. But that wasn’t the kind of pony he was.

I giggled.

Lyra often thought about setting up an appointment with a therapist or counselor to tackle her family issues once and for all. Unfortunately, the many, many cases of Wartime Stress Disorder meant such support was in short supply. It would often take three months to get an appointment, and even then, seeking help for family-based-disharmony could lead a pony to diagnose one or all of Lyra’s family with WSD.

That was a fate nopony wanted. Nopony knew just what was done to treat WSD, but as a defense contractor who supplied certain technologies to the Ministries, Lyra had her grim suspicions. They could attend to this once the war ended. It would be safe to seek counseling then.

Ah, that part of the tradgedy of fallout equestria, isn't it...

Rivet’s eyes narrowed as he assumed a deadpan expression. “You just wanted an excuse to make even better cosplay hands, didn’t you?”

Heehee!
Ah, I think I remember you showing me this bit long ago!

Lyra blushed, cleared her throat, and leaned back in her chair, making the leather creak. “Son, I don’t question your hobbies. Please return the favor. And for the record, I didn’t lie. I’m simply good at merging my work with my hobbies. Could you pass me the spark battery? It would be nice if this could work off its own power instead of draining my magical reserves.”

giggling intensifies

Rivet beamed his mother a proud smile. “Please! Have HR try and write her a letter, that would be amazing. Not only would every mare in the office, you included, insist that you can’t help flagging a little during a heat, but, well... she doesn't work here.”

https://thisponydoesnotexist.net/

Lyra raised her robotic hand with one finger pointing upwards as she opened her mouth to make a point.

Lyra would do OK in one of my rimworld colonies, she'd be happy to be getting all the synthetic parts I could make for her :P
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BOOOM!:pinkiecrazy:

A flock of Drill Sergeants descended on each and every recruit who made any minor mistake and blasted them with a firehose of verbal abuse.

I'd like very much to believe this is a literal flock of pegasus sargents literally descending from the clouds screaming like banshees :rainbowlaugh:

Oh, she's not training soldiers. She's training warriors, champions to break the lines of the enemy for the grunts to do their jobs. I hope all four become what she expects and much more.
Bonus points if the three ponies do end in minotaur valhalla drinking and fighting with her.

“Normally, yes,” the mare confirmed while wondering how exactly Ashen’s eyes could glimmer with desire like that. “But I never stand in the way of awesome. I take it you’re interested?”

She wouldn't be Rainbow if she did otherwise. I kinda expect them to meet again in the prologue or so, a piece of his old world still there.

I remember my days in boot camp, despite all efforts to forget about it. 42 1/2 years, and no success yet. Some things you CAN'T forget. Nuclear engineering school was just as bad, with better barracks.

If I may ask, just what is Lion Maze's rank? Enomarches is not in my lexicon. Just curious.

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I'd like very much to believe this is a literal flock of Pegasus sargents literally descending from the clouds screaming like banshees

That's why I used the word "flock".


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If I may ask, just what is Lion Maze's rank? Enomarches is not in my lexicon. Just curious.

That's a good question. Enomarches is an ancient Greek word used for not quite a rank, but more of a... office. It's "Guy who leads new warriors to war". As far as I can tell it was only used by the Spartans, and since it is a very common and normal thing we know little about it specifically because you don't write down the things everyone knows. It would likely be equivalent to a Sargent or Lieutenant in modern day, but with an emphasis on taking green troops through their first few active engagements.

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Okay, no wonder I never heard of it. Sort of like a drill sergeant or recruit company commander. I still remember both of mine.

10608355 Sort of, except they would bascialy be leading people in combat situations directly rather than simulated war. I assumed if such a civilization survived unto the present day as I have it fluffed for the Minotaurs that they would likly keep old millitary posisions names but change the jobs behind them. So this modern version would be something like a dojo's instructor who might occasionally be moved to a spec-ops unit to fill a missing man's place from time to time. It's not really a good analogue to modern millitaries, but if you had a civilization that trained a warrior caste, you'd still see that kind of stuff even today.

“Mistake?! HA ! You do not assign three crippled recruits to a visiting officer as a part of a pre-arranged training program by mistake.

Is it normal during wartime to train crippled people to be soldiers/warriors?

Ashen finished climbing out of his pod and looked at his fellow recruits for the first time. He frowned, trying to understand why anypony would admit a three-legged pony into the military.

I'm curious about that too, but I'll wait and see how she handles herself :applejackunsure:

The very moment Ashen assumed formation, Lion cracked her neck. The loud pop made the three flesh and blood ponies jump. Never in their life had they ever heard such an aggressively loud crack from a simple joint pop.

That's because the "Neck Crack" is a technique that has been passed down the Maze family for generations :trollestia:

“To kill as is needed and to die as She demands,” Ashen replied instantly.

“And who is she?” Lion pressed.

Ashen’s changeling programming latched down on his will, preventing him from answering truthfully..

Curses, my paranoia does not react well to those lines :trixieshiftleft:

Lion laughed and stood up. “So there is a soul in that shell! You may or may not be worth my time, I don’t care which it is. I want to see where this goes.”

I like her :trollestia:

Enōmotarches Lion had gone beyond the call of duty and acquired a set of odd robotic gauntlets for her recruits. Engineering samples of a new Lyra Machine and Tool product designed to help adapt pony hooves to Minotaur weapons. They were far refined from Lyra’s toy of a prototype. These ones folded up and replaced the front set of boots or shoes for a pony when not in use.

Cool :moustache:

“Oh, my grandmother taught me how to do that.

Of course she did :facehoof::pinkiecrazy:

What was it Lion said that technique was called?”

“ATTEN-SHUN!” The oddly attention grabbingly pronounced and booming order cut through the rain like an axe.

I don't think that's what she called it Sarge :trollestia:

Ashen watched the mare as she walked up to him. Something about her made him feel uneasy, but also welcome and safe. Much like how a foal would feel about their mother after she beat the ever-loving snot out of a mugger while the foal watched.

Heh :rainbowdetermined2:

“Buck no!” the mare said, grinning despite herself. “Twice the battlebot in one place? That sounds awesome!

Yes, yes it does :pinkiecrazy:

Then, a voice whispered in Ashen’s ear. One only he could hear. “Soldier of Iron, you must accept her offer.”

Ashen stopped shaking his head. The voice was powerful, motherly, even noble. It had to be that of the Changeling Queen who had welcomed him to this world. If

He has a name Lady :trixieshiftleft:
I'm also pretty curious about how she communicated with him :applejackunsure:
...
...
.............why is my paranoia pointing out that this might not be the Changeling Queen talking :applejackconfused:


Also while I'm here: Happy New Year :twilightsmile:

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Is it normal during wartime to train crippled people to be soldiers/warriors?

Call me ableist, cancel me, but, ABSO-FUCKING-LUTLY NOT! Yes, handycapped people can do quite a lot of things, and can be functioning members of scosiety in most ways. For CIVILIAN life! At least for the US military, they will refuse anyone with a disability and they DO check to make sure you're able bodied and sound of mind as part of the recruitment process. If you become disabled during service, you're discharged back into civilian life (Medical discharge is an honorable form of discharge.). The US Military will refuse you if you're too fat, let alone missing a few fingers, or a leg, or otherwise not whole of body and able to function within the human norms unassisted.

Why? Think for about six seconds. Being a soldier is some of the most physically demanding work you can do. Not everyone who enlists will pass muster. Many will fail and go home. Many healthy, able bodied, mentally sound people cannot serve even if they want to. Even if they didn't reject disabled applicants, do you really think people want to have to rely on a guy in a wheelchair or with a prosthetic leg, to run those 300 yards through enemy fire to safely deliver orders to a squad whose radio is out? No. No they do not. They don't even want to rely on the average joe for that. They want fit motherfuckers at the head of the bell curve for athletic performance. Because of very obvious reasons.

And no, they don't let people just be a desk jocky if they're handicapped and enlist. Hell there's a whole movement right now to let people disabled in combat serve out their duty in non-combat rolls but the brass are having NONE of it. Every single memeber of the millitary must be fighting fit while in service. Full stop.

I'm curious about that too, but I'll wait and see how she handles herself

So yeah, Equestria has much diffrent standards. BUT, IMO the existance of cybernetics changes the rules for loosing a limb. It's no longer a big deal. Full capability can be restored, and natural limits can be broken. I expect that once we have cheep ones IRL we'll change the policy too.

why is my paranoia pointing out that this might not be the Changeling Queen talking

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Thank you for the explanation :twilightsmile:


And my paranoia just got intensified... cool :trollestia:

Ok, a mysterious new player entered the game and Rainbow Dash is stealing select recruits like a thief in the night

Very impressed with the pacing, level of detail, world-building, and characters already, and we're aren't even in the wasteland yet. Definitely looking forward to more.

10673473 I'm working on more off and on :3

Reading this again because it's a great chapter.

That moment when the chapter ends and you're still gripping the edge of your seat :rainbowdetermined2:

Ah yes, the old "screwing physics though the life of your pilots." Because sometimes your engineer might not hate you, but the world does.
Ash does need his awesome entrance, doesn't he?

Those things should indeed be called Mountain Goats. Four hoof traction!

Nothing like shanking a tank to death then stealing it to kill the other!
Spartans must be crazy terrifying on the battlefield :twilightoops:

Aww, Mint has a crush! Let's hope it goes somewhere before they die they inevitable, painful and likely ultimately futile deaths.

Best soundtrack possible, that one! :rainbowlaugh:
Oh, that fall. Poor, poor Mint :fluttershbad:

The first one to fall. May the blood of 69 enemies pave your way to valhalla, Haybale :pinkiesad2:

Absolutely wonderful! I actually shed a tear when Hay bought the farm.

Hay WILL be avenged!

..right?

10681265 You did? I didn't think anyone would. I made it unexpected and kinda pointless on purpose to have a war is hell message and-- *abruptly remembers your a vet* Oh, right. Realistic death is realistic. Sorry if I made you remember a friend IRL :c

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While I did lose some friends while in the service, it was never in combat. Car wreck, motorcycle wreck, two other motorcycle wrecks (those two lived), but do not blame yourself. It FIT the tale. Well done!

“Yeah,” Blue snorted dismissively. “But you can’t make a two meter jump in an actual ton of armor and half a ton of kit.”

“I’ll bet she could,” the Ranger called down. “She’s got great leg definition.”

Everypony got really quiet for a couple moments.

Haha! :raritywink: Such a connoisseur, our robocolt has become!

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Alden, none of us EVER forget our Drill Instructors! (I know I never will. USMC '78 through '81).

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You too? I lost all three of my barracks mates in accidents during a 'mock war'. Two died when an Amtrack overturned in the surf during an amphib landing. The other I watched from over a mile away, through sniper scope, as he unknowingly walked back into the exercise area, self navigating using only a compass and map, right into the back of a posted mine field. The only other time I've felt THAT helpless was when my best friend's wife gave birth in their car, on the freeway, with a paramedic thankfully... But I could only stand there and hear her pain, and could do nothing. There wasn't even room to fit in the car to help hold her hand. Whatever god(s) may exist, the girl survived her birth and last time I saw her (a decade ago) she was a bright, lovely, and voraciously intelligent 7 year old.

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I know I can't forget mine. (USN Recruit company 78-135 Great Lakes, Illinois) PC1 Sanders and OS1 Martin. 42 years later and I still remember them. (Plus, I found my boot camp cruise book)

Okay I actually wrote quite a few comments (like i usually do) before this point but then I went to check how word was spelled by opening a new tab and when I came back the page refreshed and it was all gone and it's pretty late for me right now and I'm too tired to go back and remember most of them:trixieshiftleft:

“We’re gonna die…” Hay murmured quietly to himself.

That is statistically the most likely scenario yes :moustache:

Remembered this one though :eeyup:

Steth rolled his eyes. “In other words, if we don’t die we get to do even more reckless horseapples more often while sweating in a tin can.”

Sucks being the dependable ones :trixieshiftleft:

“Air conditioned Luna Titanium can,” Captain Shell corrected reflexively.

Oh well, never mind then, hurray for being dependable :trollestia:

10692023 I'm sorry that happened to you. I appreciate the comments :3

Solemn Creed, Com-dot-S-Creed-at-REAF-dot-mil... Probably Royal Equestrian Armed Forces, but I read it as: Rear Echelon as All F**k. hehehe If you've Served in the military, you'll 'get' this joke.

'These ones folded up and replaced the front set of boots or shoes for a pony when not in use.'

Rhymer: Ah, like the ones seen in Gears' tale recently, nice. :)

'The M113 was another fighting vehicle the troops hated. The simple twin tracked vehicles were designed to take a dozen soldiers anywhere they needed to go. No matter what was in the way.

The M113 would run through, over, or across damn near anything it could reach. Mines. Trenches. Barbed wire. Most buildings. Mud. Smaller trees. Water. Lawyers.'

Rhymer: Bwahahahaha!! Yup, M113's CAN deal with 'land sharks', like Lawyers... Unless, they are armed with a Court Order. In that case, it's just best to run them over again and again until they are just a smear on the pavement, burn the order, and tell 'Higher' (as in higher authority) that so far as you know, the lawyer is busy communing with nature. OR, that you really have no idea where the Lawyer might be, or in what state, or it's state of mind (paste) may currently be. Lawyers by definition have friends in low and infernal places.

'Seth's eyes narrowed as he whipped his head around to glare at Ash. "A good pony just died!"

Ash nodded. "Yes. That's the purpose of soldiers like us. To kill as is needed and to die as She demands."

Stampede stared at Ash, silently judging his apparent callousness.

Ash gave his sword in his right talon a quick spin to activate the enchantments on it, sending a blaze of green light flickering through the quiet hanger bay.

"The purpose of the enemy, on the other hoof, is to die as we demand. I say Hay costs them about, oh... sixty. Sounds right?"

Mint's hateful look faded. "Yeah. That does sound right. We'll make it sixty-nine. Hay would have liked that."

Rhymer: The funny thing is that Ash does not realize that the 'price for killing one of my squad members' is a joke about a sexual position.

Rhymer: Nicely written so far Meep. Keep it up. Few can do these kinds of action sequences properly. Even those that have experienced Combat in real life.

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Solemn Creed, Com-dot-S-Creed-at-REAF-dot-mil... Probably Royal Equestrian Armed Forces, but I read it as: Rear Echelon as All F**k. hehehe If you've Served in the military, you'll 'get' this joke.

*spit-takes in Army Brat* Holy crap someone noticed that. Literally just put it in for my mom to laugh at because she made those kinds of jokes.

Rhymer: Nicely written so far Meep. Keep it up. Few can do these kinds of action sequences properly. Even those that have experienced Combat in real life.

I havent been in a gunfight, thought I have been shot it. I've been in more than enough melee enguagments though. I rely on those, along with accounts of soldiers I read about online and in books, to make good action scenes. There's also a writing trick here. SHort sentences make readers think something happened faster. Long sentences make people think something happened slower. You can use this to make "slo-mo" happen in text. Simply by altering what you can. Descriptions, actions, the works. All of it can be arranged and put into motion such that it makes a reader feel tense. Or relieved. Moment to moment.

We'll make it sixty-nine.

Nice

Just read all the chapters not a bad story so far though I say maybe cut down on the techno dump if you have more in the future a lot of discussions on how to build Ash was getting a bit boring but glad I stuck through it can't wait to see what you have in the future.

I get the prophecy bit... but what actually happened here? There are some parts to this that sound like they got semi-violently annexed and left this as a final upraised middle finger (not that they have those) to the Equestrians. I mean, it's a eulogy for their own princess on the day after they were absorbed...?

Also, what's with hiding the prophecy until it's apparently too late? That also seems a bit intentional.

...Am I reading too much into that?

Equestira grew, thrived, and developed.

*Equestria

EMpire

*Empire

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Sorry, the following part gets a bit ranty and I'm worried I'm being rude when I really respect you and your work. So, uh, if I offend you, you can stop reading this part (Not that you have to read anything I or anyone else says...)?

This is just one of my hot-button topics ever since Paolini floated the idea of doing an Eragon prequel about Brom. Excuse me, what? Why would I want to read it (also, the ending to his main series sucked on its own, it doesn't need further help) when it talks about Eragon's dead father who was prophesied to literally fail at everything he ever attempted?! It won't change the original ending and we already know how Brom's story ended! Reading a story about a man who continually fails at everything he tries to do only to see him amount to nothing in the end and then die is far too close to real life for me! :pinkiecrazy:

...So, how does optional canonicity work? Eventually some set of events has to overlap, which would make it part of the same setting, or it's (effectively) not part of the same setting.

I bring that up because this is Lyra we're talking about here and she shows up in the other story. There's already a link if there's any possible relation at all. It would have to appear at some point, even if it got mentioned, say, in that five year timeskip. Otherwise her son died and she never even found out what happened to him or that (probably) his creation survived, which is a bit of a kick in the teeth to that happy ending.

I'd also be fine if it were completely another AU and Gears never happened in this timeline, admittedly.

If you've thought of that, you're probably doing this already as a bit of an easter egg for previous readers, but I'd suggest referring to rumors of an indestructible mailmare or running into the leader of Las Pegasus with a certain book, for instance (but not have them actually interact). That way there's no real effect on the actual storyline and this set of characters can have all their own adventures somewhere else (apparently like the actual Fallout games; they're all set in different areas so they don't have to invent a new crisis and kill off favorite characters from the previous game) with a bit of long-term reader bonus.

What Lyra would never tell anypony is she had copied her office’s color scheme from a particular brand of hotel mints for the sole reason that with her mint colored fur and mane her office would look like an almost empty box with one mint left in it.

Okay, that one's inspired.

“I’m sorry, madam, but no pony named My Son works at your company,” Harper said emotionlessly. “The pony waiting for you is Brass Rivet.”

This is unfortunately familiar to anyone who's been around Siri or Google Assistant too much. :D

The output of each neuron is computed one iteration in advance of the actual calculation being performed by a nonlinear function of the oracular—

Huh, a chronoprocessor. Neat!

Yeah, "deep fake" tech is both really interesting and weird. Also more than a bit creepy at times. Mostly, though, I just wish the dang crap would be actually open-sourced. It's getting (mis)used already either way, so the least that can be done is let people use the actual model instead of a black box.

I'm still somewhat confused why no one has built a neural net that self-modifies or "sleeps" yet, though. Probably because we don't usually want to make a real AI, but at the same time I feel like we've run down a dead end by basically using externally-trained tools which end up being "expert systems, but harder to debug."

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If you've thought of that, you're probably doing this already as a bit of an easter egg for previous readers, but I'd suggest referring to rumors of an indestructible mailmare or running into the leader of Las Pegasus with a certain book, for instance (but not have them actually interact). That way there's no real effect on the actual storyline and this set of characters can have all their own adventures somewhere else (apparently like the actual Fallout games; they're all set in different areas so they don't have to invent a new crisis and kill off favorite characters from the previous game) with a bit of long-term reader bonus.

I've gotten my writing spark back after that bout of depression and the move... I might come back to pony stuf. I just... don't feel welcome here anymore :/ It's because Starlight Glimmer fans infest the fandom. She's such a terrible huge glaring WRONG to me that the fact that people like her pushes me away from the fandom. But... I do think I want to finish this.

Anywho... Soldier, Seeker, Eagle takes place WAAAAAAAAAY before my other FoE fic. Before Little Pip is born even. Before her mom's born even. 60 years, rather than 200. So yes, Lyra is ment to have never seen her son again after the Last Day if you want to take the two stories as existing together. But you don't have to do that at all. Which is my intent. Stardrop is comody, the bright and fun side of Fallout that's a wackey comic book world. This tragety. The serious, grim, black humor side.

Mostly, though, I just wish the dang crap would be actually open-sourced.

It is! Uh, i'm not sure if I am allowed to mention specificly where here, since Deep Fakes are kind of a hot button legal issue... but they are open source and I may or may not be able to replicate the voices of any Fallout 4 character.

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Huh. I mean, I know a few of them were open-source, but there are also a few like GPT-3 that last I heard were still making everyone use an API rather than distribute the full model. Admittedly I haven't checked in a while since leaving college / starting work ate all my time so I may be wrong, but I kinda don't see this changing.

I'm also miffed that Nvidia has managed to make the tech stack for some GPU accelerators closed source as well, but that's a different topic.

Eh, I kinda figured that this was going to be something Lyra wasn't around for. Hopefully nothing precludes them being reunited years later after events in both stories have played out. Well, age might, admittedly, but hopefully she gets some sort of closure.

I'm somewhat curious why Starlight in particular bothers you, compared to other redeemed villains like, say, Discord (not denying she did some pretty terrible stuff, though!). And probably others since my knowledge of the show tapers off after a few seasons...

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