Frontiers and Pioneers (sci-fi, NSFW(violence,possible teases), robots)

@Coriolanus  
“they have a fabricator, a broken bot is as good as an unbroken one. but i’m glad to hear your team is on all cylinders even in the cramped quarters, once the biodomes are finished we’ll see about giving you lot some more elbow space.”

@NyantaStarhunt  
or the massive biome change just overtaxed them, this whole valley may have once been beachfront property, or even a lakebottom.

@Cerebrate  
he closes his eyes and thinks leaning back to rest on the wall

@Cerebrate  
{“The constraint was weird in its own ways. Didn’t want to risk integrating something into their designs that would end up used if captured, but also didn’t want to create anything dangerous. Almost used Wigner-effect materials as a self-destruct mechanism, since that can be made from anything with the right neutron source. It’d just need a heating coil to ignite, but then I thought… ‘nah’.”}  
_{{“But that does get me thinking… on ways of sabotaging the 1st Wave’s own assembler… I’ll have to remember this. Keyword for memory; ‘ant-poison’…”}}
 
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Now outside, encrypting his thoughts beamed back into the ship as he walks past the encircling wall.
 
{”…Safely expanding’ll require everyone keeping sharp for one-another, for eachothers’ sakes as much as the bots’, but the best done I suppose for the latter though could quite literally be, like, simply ‘shepherding’ the bots as they go about their work.”}

@Coriolanus  
Amy: “a pity really, networking them to offload processing power needs to idle units in order to make the others perform better, seemed like an optimal solution… and i think it still may be… a new bot concept for when you feel the need for a challenge, give them a shepherd, a hive queen bot if you will, outfitted with the full synthbrain our reptiloids have. i realize i may be asking you to design the very thing that turns them against us, but it may also be the solution.”

@NyantaStarhunt  
it had been an eventful first day to say the least, a robot rebellion and an extinct previous civilization, and there was the promise of more findings.

@Cerebrate  
he chuckled and calmed his mind waiting for the morning to come  
(Basically he is going to sleep)

@Cerebrate  
Rameshvara: {”…Hey CAIS, wanna be corporeal?”}
 
CAIS: {“Sure, screw it.”}
 
Rameshvara: {“Well there you have it, boss. I can build the spintronic processor and body, and CAIS can be hosted in it, unless of course, Jade or Omega want in on physicality, though I could just as well build three.”}

@Coriolanus  
AMy: “JAde is fine being my shoulder angel, as for Omega… well i can let you in on it, that nanolace armor of Sada’s can detach and reform at will, that’S omega.”

(imma slep now)
 
@Cerebrate  
{“I guess that leaves it to my better conscience. I’ll get something together… maybe along with a few defense drones later.”}
 
Points back, directing his cratebots to return into the open hangar.
 
Sequestered into a corner obscured by scaffolding, tarp, and crates, the one bot carrying his personal assembler sets down, plugging into a dispenser-station linked to the shipboard “matter-cache”. With the entire periodic table and a few exotic forms of matter at his disposal, he begins nanolathing out the core beginnings of a synthbrain right then and there.
 
The process done with available tools is a prolonged and arduous task, requiring Rameshvara to interface directly with the assembler; for hours, his body remains sitting motionless as he oversees hundreds of millions of fractionating brush-like effectors within an inert helium compartment, first synthesizing Heusler alloys, VO2 circuitry, and spin transistors, then arranging them altogether with atomic levels of pedantry necessary to begin assembling a synthbrain in exactly the correct way.
 
The demanding project continues on and on, ceaselessly and fully involving, unless whoever hosted within the synthbrain wouldn’t mind a risk of pain and misery, from semi-permanent connectomic scarrage caused by missed imperfections left in the nanolathing, though with Rameshvara’s solicitude, he’d sooner run the new brain with himself to test-run it than let his muse attempt first.
 
Doing something like that just as the outer casing is completed but with any actual risks sensibly removed by safeguards, he bridges himself into the new synthbrain, running in accelerated time to root out any defects that could result in an entire laundry-list of neural damage. Finding it to be a completely flawless specimen though, he continues on through dusk unto late in the night creating sections of body for the brain, though with hesitance on what the phenotype will be.

@Coriolanus  
well she had asked for a hive queen, perhaps an arachne of sorts?

(Good whatever time it is for you all

@NyantaStarhunt  
(Good morning, neighbor)

@EclecticInspiration  
(Yes yes henlo)

@NyantaStarhunt  
(Howdy howdy howdy yes-yes. Can’t wait to RP with people today so I can steal their cheese while they aren’t paying attention >.>)

@NyantaStarhunt  
@EclecticInspiration  
(hello you two.)

@Cerebrate  
Hello how are you
 
@EclecticInspiration  
Wait where the fuck did my cheese go

@Cerebrate  
(Hello sir-thing! I’m going to guess afternoon but it’s hard to tell the time while underground. How’re you?)
 
@NyantaStarhunt  
(And how are you?)

@Cerebrate  
(Working on machinery today love.

@Jinx  
(so no expecting fast answers?)

@Jinx  
(may i ask is this like a hobby or? I am curious as to what you are working on. FI thats okay of course

@EclecticInspiration  
Where be my cheese boi

@Cerebrate
 
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Reading through a compendium on synthectoids, then constructing the parts, the whole idea appears less and less inviting as more of the body comes together. Eventually though, this part of the task is finished much more easily than what’d been required beforehand, merely pulling design specifications from the same compendium he’d referred to.
 
With the body finished and now quite literally looming overhead,  

 
Rameshvara climbs up a stepladder to place and seal the cyberbrain into a small formfitting compartment in the head, then bridges over to it again, allowing CAIS to gradually sleeve into… whatever this ominous thing is he’s just fashioned together.

@NyantaStarhunt  
(>.> kobold took it)
 
@Jinx  
(Peekaboo friend)

@Coriolanus  
(Uuh, simulant queen, i see you are a man of good taste as well.)
 
Amy had come down to personally welcome the first native born NewScandian.
 
“my my, she does look a fair bit intimidating… but you have done an excellent job.”