Grey Hat

by Journeyman


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Iron Rose, Terra Hub, The Matrix
Personas Present:
~BraveLizard
~KingBob
~MechDemonHunter
~NancyTheTavernWrench
~VolTecha

--BraveLizard has joined the chat--

BraveLizard: Who's alive in here?

MechDemonHunter: I am.

KingBob: Totes not dead.

MechDemonHunter: Nancy's not really here, as usual.

VolTecha: And I'm the new face here.

BraveLizard: Yes you are. Could you tell us a bit about yourself?

MechDemonHunter: So asks the most secretive of us.

KingBob: Nice burn, Chase!

VolTecha: I just got a computer recently, and I love it. I currently have just one screen, but I intend to fix that soon. It's on a rotating section of a wall so I can use it from one of two rooms.

BraveLizard: A single computer that can be used from two rooms. How interesting. Would you mind sharing your design?

VolTecha: The computer is mounted on a rotating panel, which also has some hooks for putting the keyboard on. It’s an all-in-one machine. The internet is wireless

NancyTheTavernWrench: Do you think you could expand that so it can switch between two accounts with the flip? Say, one for business and one for personal use?

KingBob: SHE'S ALIVE!

VolTecha: I'm sure someone could come up with the code for that.

VolTecha: Dare I ask what this would be for?

NancyTheTavernWrench: I run a tavern on Terra and have a workshop right next to it. I want to be able to flip the monitor around between the tavern and the workshop.

BraveLizard: Don't you have multiple monitors in your workshop?

NancyTheTavernWrench: I'm sure that can be figured out. Say, do you think you could figure something out, VolTecha?

VolTecha: I'm best with mechanical and explosive stuff (especially on Wednesdays). I could rig something up, but it wouldn't be as neat as someone who knew how to write the program. I might be able to find someone who could help you though.

MechDemonHunter: Explosives?

--SoupLadel has joined the chat--

VolTecha: Yes. Explosives are a weekly part of my life. Have been for years.

SoupLadel: You sound kind of like somepony I know.

KingBob: Wait, "somepony"? We have a pony here! We have a pony on the internet!

MechDemonHunter: Thanks, Bob. As if we couldn't infer that ourselves.

VolTecha: Oh? Go on, Soupy.

SoupLadel: You sound like my best friend from high school. Her name was Technia. She was usually depressed and ate my soup.

KingBob: Please, do go on.

VolTecha: Please, don't go on.

BraveLizard: Overruled. Please continue.

SoupLadel: If you insist. She liked building all kinds of things. She even made a pencil stand out of a large paper clip once when she was bored. Or depressed. I couldn’t tell the difference sometimes.

MechDemonHunter: VolTecha, are you the one SoupLadel is talking about?

VolTecha: I don’t know.

BraveLizard: What about the Technia who reportedly sat on a huge bomb that she detonated to take out a large number of Dratali on Avol? There's no way she could have survived that without some damage.

NancyTheTavernWrench: I bet 20 creds that we have the same Technia here.

BraveLizard: I bet 100 that it's not the same one.

KingBob: Ditto what the lizard said, but without the bet. Chase?

MechDemonHunter: I'm not going to bet anything. Is there a picture of the Technia mentioned in the source you got, Lizard?

>BraveLizard
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BraveLizard: There's a picture of her there along with some information on her.

SoupLadel: That's the mare.

KingBob: VolTecha, would you please turn your camera on so we can settle this matter?

VolTecha: No. Not now.

MechDemonHunter: Do it.

KingBob: Oh come on. Please?

VolTecha: I won’t do it.

NancyTheTavernWrench: Just 5 seconds, please. Perhaps talk a bit, too?

VolTecha: Once again, no.

SoupLadel: Are you a regular here?

VolTecha: I’m not sure.

BraveLizard: How about we hold off on finding out? While our lifespans are infinitesimal compared to that of the universe, we have all the time in the worlds to find out.

NancyTheTavernWrench: Wise words. Everyone, Bob, please refrain from spamming VolTecha about her species. All spamming will be met with two slices of bread.

KingBob: HEY!

KingBob: And how do you know VolT’s a she?

NancyTheTavernWrench: I don’t. But now you can’t unthink that either.

VolTecha: Thanks Nancy.

SoupLadel: If it’s alright, can I be a regular here?

MechDemonHunter: It should be. Behave yourself, poke fun at Bob, and you’ll be fine.

BraveLizard: That sums it up nicely. Now then, if you’ll excuse me, I must take my leave. Food and business await me. Mostly business.

--BraveLizard has disconnected--

MechDemonHunter: I just got an important message.

KingBob: About what?

MechDemonHunter: My theatric combat aspirations. A theater is willing to let me try out for them.

KingBob: Since when have you been interested in theater? Or anything?

SoupLadel: Theatric combat?

VolTecha: Theatric combat?

KingBob: Explain thyself, Chase. Your king politely demands it with an iron fist.

MechDemonHunter: I have two such fists myself. You lose.

KingBob: Okay. . . and I think Nancy’s died on us again.

MechDemonHunter: I take it you don’t know what theatric combat is, Soup and VolT?

VolTecha: I’ve never heard of it.

SoupLadel: It sounds kind of scary.

MechDemonHunter: Bob, cover your eyes.

KingBob: Why?

MechDemonHunter: The new faces are getting a short history lesson.

KingBob: YOU MONSTER!

SoupLadel: I like Bob. He’s our jester king.

VolTecha: He’s worthy of the title.

MechDemonHunter: Theatric combat goes back about 300 years, a few decades after the creation of live effects to replace special effects, such as fire, electricity, and transformation sequences. The first live effects were all scripted and planned out, but they got better, to where effects could be scripted, then selectively activated, and finally to mental controls.

VolTecha: That sounds so cool! I must get some of this technology.

SoupLadel: You really sound like Technia, VolTecha. It’s creeping me out a bit.

VolTecha: I am and am not sorry.

MechDemonHunter: All theatric combat armor covers every inch of the body and head. Generally, it’s a bodysuit with the armor put on it, along with a separate helmet. The armor and weapons must adhere to technical standards, but can otherwise be whatever you want. I already know what I want.

SoupLadel: What is it?

>MechDemonHunter
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SoupLadel: And now I’m going to have nightmares tonight. Thanks.

VolTecha: I’m saving those pics so I can build a robot that looks like that.

KingBob: I’m scared too, Soupy. Not because of the pictures. VolT’s thinking of building that thing, and she could send it after me.

MechDemonHunter: I don’t think she would, Bob. You wouldn’t be worth the effort.

MechDemonHunter: VolT, if you want to try your hand at making theatric combat gear, I can ask the Lizard to send you everything he has on the subject.

VolTecha: What makes you think he has that information?

MechDemonHunter: He always seems to have the information you need. You could look it up yourself, but he can deliver it all in one neat file.

VolTecha: I’d appreciate that. Thanks.