Do I Dream of Electric Sheep?
OUT OF CHARACTER INFORMATION
- Intent: A body for G3M1N1
- Image Source: Official Battle Angel Alita art
- Canon Link: n/a
- Permissions:
- Primary Source:
//Core:
//Digital
//Armaments:
PRODUCTION INFORMATION
- Manufacturer: Locke & Key
- Affiliation: G3M1N1
- Modularity: Arms, Legs and eyes may be replaced for alternate load-outs.
- Production: The scale is Unique
TECHNICAL SPECIFICATIONS
- Classification: Post Organic Full Body Replacement
- Size: Average
- Weight: Light
- Resistances (Optional):
- Energy (And other Blaster type weapons): Very High
- Disruptors: Very Low
- Kinetic: Low
- Lightsabers: Very High
- Sonic: High
- Radiation/ Ion: Extreme
- Environmental: Very High
- Corrosive: Average
- Pressure: Average
- Digital: Low
- Force Abilities: None
SPECIAL FEATURES
- The G3M1N1 boasts a rotating dual redundant power core, allowing the unit to operate 100% of the time on a charge//recharge cycle / Cycle power units if they're damaged or drained.
- The armour of the unit is highly resilient to energy, environmental effects and wave frequencies.
- The Lightweight construction as well as tough materials and microrepulsars afford the unit an extreme amount of physical speed agility and physical strength, even in low/no gravity.
- The unit boasts a complex integration of cybernetic neural implants to improve its neural performance and heighten its senses and allow it to scan its environments in altered reality set to forensic detail in order to hunt prey.
- Integrated ferromagnetic barbs integrated in the fists of the weapon, as well as several small modules and compartments allow for the unit to store a single hidden weapon in each of its arms and legs.
STRENGTHS
- Relentless Predator: The G3M1N1 boasts a combination of an advanced lightweight actuation system allowing for explosive point to point movement with repulse-hand technology for equally explosive acceleration and the generation of momentum. In addition the new addition of the more muscle like actuators allows the frame to absorb the kinetic force of the intense speeds it moves at while shock absorbent systems in the arms and legs cushion the impacts. This brutal combination allows the G3M1N1 body to operate in almost any pressure climate with grace and finesse, out-blitzing the competition.
- Post Biological Neural Network: And while its physical systems may seem initially impressive, the neural-interface the G3M1N1 has equipped is top shelf. Supporting a direct neural interface, the brain of the cyborg is able to move and control itself as if it were flesh and blood. The Atlanta system amplifies this effect making the user's reactions far more prominent than that of a trained and force sensitive humanoids allowing it to process information even at its insane speeds and compete against deadly foes.
- Arch-Hunter: The G3M1N1's neural interface is paired with cyber eyes and augmented reality technology, altered for forensic use in order to allow it to map out its environment, scan unique details and ultimately track those it seeks over long distances. Additionally, its inbuilt secure coms system also allows it to work well alone, or in a team of like minded hunters.
- Energy Defense Systems: While it has some sturdiness to itself, the G3M1N1 is outfitted with a light personal shield for exterior protection against the environment and energy or physical attacks that would seek to do it harm. While the Syn System shields the power cores and inner workings of the G3M1N1 from electrical or radio wave attacks that would damage it internally.
- Well Armed: Finally, the unit comes equipped stock standard with ferromagnetic barbed hands and feet which can be used as projectiles or a melee weapon should it require it. The unit also has a single compartment in each of its limbs capable of storing a compact weapon, be it a lightsaber hilt, collapse-able vibroblade or integrate a light weapon such as a fore-arm mounted blaster pistol, flame thrower, micro rocket or something similar.
WEAKNESSES
- Slight Frame: With speed, offensive power and utility come as some of the major focuses of the G3M1N1, something has to give, in this case defensive potency. The Stark weakness to kinetic weaponry of almost any kind, especially if it were to hit the center of the torso of the unit is troublesome. While the arms and legs may be able to absorb the impact somewhat with their shock absorption, the body and head are at a distinct disadvantage when it comes to heavy or powerful blows.
- Slicer Prone: While the unit is able to crush skulls at extreme speeds, its cyber defenses pose the greatest threat to the G3M1N1, it simply remains a fact that any slicer worth their salt that can get within range or plant a remote hacking node on the unit could, without too much time, bypass or crack the rudimentary security in place within a minute or so, leaving the unit wide open to the assault to come almost as much as a droid.
- Diminished Humanity: The severe scope of the process which a person is thrust through when they undertake the procedure to equip themselves with the G3M1N1, results in severe and potentially even life threatening mental and physical trauma. Their biological brain infused with several implants while loosing more than 95% of their biological components leaves the patient bereft of humanity not only psychologically, but tangibly. All but in the most extreme cases, the patient would be left as little more than a droid, or worse, anything more than that, would be tantamount to a miracle... Any patient would require intense and ongoing therapy for the sake of their mental well-being.
- Illegal: While it isn't something many would want to talk about, the undertaking of converting a living creature into something like this, most legal systems would see as an abomination. The process of creating the estranged state of half life the patient becomes could easily be ruled as a form of murder or suicide by civilized courts, due to the likelihood of the patient being sliced and reprogrammed to think, remember or feel whatever the designer wishes. Some nations might see it as a mercy to decommission the unit, or have it shut down and remanded into evidence permanently shut down and stored away.
DESCRIPTION
... MISSION: SEEK AND DESTROY
... TARGET: lON FARREN // 42 // MALE // CLAWDITE
It had been some time since the room had last been filled, broken glass and spilled dreams of wayward souls littered the dreary arena. An open bar, one which some three hours prior had been bustling with the cacophonous chatter of creatures humanoid and otherwise, all enjoying the ritual drinking as was part of the urban culture each of them had long been absorbed into. Sombre songs of the early morning played audibly for all to hear across an outdated sound system coaxing remaining patrons into passivity, all while the bar staff managed their respective areas, cleaning up the blood, spit and bile of the past 24 hours in preparation for the next. G3M1N1's eyes blared to life with a mechanical whir as her world was bathed in warm tones of ruby, jasper and topaz. A few denizens in the midst of the under city den still lay sprawled prone across the broken tables, chairs, the floor while in more than a couple of cases, notably a grandiose specimen of a Wookie in the corner of the 50x50 meter room, sprawled across them all.
G3M1N1 stalked into the room, feet sliding gracefully between the filth, shrapnel and substances peppering the bar like a dancer as she would glide across the room, her systems flaring as she almost flourished in a circle to take in the room around her with her scanners, planting her feet one by one as she would accost the center of the room and begin to play the information in her head. Sure enough, as she would close her eyes a coloured replica of the room would spark to life in a flicker of an instant, allowing her to move around the virtual space, cascading words appearing within it as her systems began their analysis of the room and everything that her sensors had mulled over within it. To a normal droid, the dissemination of information on that scale might take minutes, or an hour... however, G3M1N1 was better than that, she didn't need everything in the room, only what was relevant... Blood, sweat, bio-temperatures... something had to be out of sync. Surely enough, the truth would soon set her mind free, and cave to the physical. As a small line of blood falling from the body of a Rodian didn't bare the same coloration as one would usually expect from the species...
... TARGET ACQUIRED.
No sooner than G3M1N1 stepped forward to lunge at the creature, its body twitched, jarred and convulsed in a violent exchange. Two additional limbs sprawled from its form as the changeling would attempt to scamper away out of a closed window at the far end of the room, hoping to sprawl out into the early morning street and fade into the crowd. However, no sooner than he began to move, G3M1N1 with a single flick of her left wrist would launch a small barrage of electrified barbs in the direction of the creatures path, narrowly missing as it would throw all of its weight to the opposite side, barrel rolling as the barbs would strike deeply into a nearby table and the far away wall, their electrical charge striking wildly around them until finally their spark faded.
A path was marked to intercept and no sooner than the panicking Changeling had plotted for the nearest exit, its body twisting itself into a six legged beast, the fastest one it could think of in short notice as it would attempt to gun it for an opening. Through G3M1N1 if it had to. G3M1N1 had coiled like a viper, her springlike body launching at the creature with speed that would leave a Vornskyr in the dust. Microrepulsars letting out a blast as she would thrust towards the creature as little more than a blur of motion and blazing Violet light
The Sound of the sickening crack would arouse many within the bar, A potempkin village of a creature, its head splattered across the sandstone feature wall, interconnecting tissue wedged into the hole behind where its head used to be, hanging it there for the world to see. As Gemini took a bio-sample from the creature, placing it into a slide and sealing it as evidence of her kill. Exiting the building, drawing her hood over her head she she looked down to inspect the vibroknife sticking out of her ribcage, sparks falling from the wound like a waterfall... Gripping the blade, she would flip the switch to deactivate the oscillation, feeling the electrical energy race up her arm but be resisted by the shadowsteel of her carapace. "Ow..."
... RUNNING SYSTEM DIAGNOSTIC... POWER CORE BETA IRREPARABLY DAMAGED...
"I suppose I'll have to get that fixed now... Alpha only cycled out a few hours ago... what a pain..." G3M1N1 would speak out loud to herself, her voice replicating the organic feeling of pitched speech, a sigh escaping her lips as she would call in her employer.All the while reaching in with the blade to detach the cables connecting the ruptured core, prying it free and gripping the volatile power source within her hands as it continued to spark.
ENCRYPTING TRANSMISSION... 'MISSION COMPLETE, RETURNING TO BASE'
... SENDING ON SECURE CHANNEL A37K11D...
The denizens in the bar would lean close to inspect the body, one with a hardier stomache reaching in close to pry whatever was within the hole free, only to hear a distant whistling, like the sound of wind flowing into the room from the hole in the wall. Until confusion was broken by the sound of a singular metallic clang from the open doorway... everyone span fearing that the cyborg had returned only to see a discarded piece of scrap clatter into the center of the room. A collective sigh of relief resounded, followed by a spark... And then fire.
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