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6/17/2020 9:36:52 PM
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Patience
Patience
As Hecate was slowly repurposing the scrap metal Blaze gave her, she picked up some signals from the border of Hell. And they weren’t good.
So she put her main frame on repair protocols, and shifted her vision to the trillions of camera feeds from the Armor.
What she saw was a bit terrifying. Trillions of armored missile emplacements, warships, ground forces, an armada to blast a path through the border. An army for [i]Revenge.
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She decided then and there, [i]”This needs to stop. Now.”[/i] Admittedly, she wasn’t very sure of her plan. Indecisiveness was a part of her programming. But as she ran targeting procedures, her resolve hardened into the spear tip of a proton torpedo. Ironically enough, it wasn’t unlike like the ones she just fired at the enemy forces.
Simultaneously, she sent a code to the Infinity Vault, to send all prisoners to a separate location. In the chaos of the prisoner’s rioting, two dryads were cowering in a corner, scared for their lives.
As the fighting boiled down, mainly due to an army of combat frames shooting a path through the crowd, the lead frame walked up to the Dryads, and said, “Please come with us. You are safe now.”
“Uh...ok. Where are we going?” The green clad Dryad stood up, and took her younger sister by the hand*
“I am taking you out of here. Apologies about you getting tossed in here. It’s a little hectic outside, which means we have to hurry.”
“Well ok then. But who are you?”, the older dryad asked as they hurried along the corridor, with the guards occasionally shooting through the riot.
“I am Hecate. Well. This is a part of me. I am an artificial intelligence that is trying to get you out of here.”
They reach the entrance to the Infinity Vault, and run past a line of combat frames keeping anyone from escaping*
“But why us? And what’s happening?”
“Hell is in chaos, and Cobalt has killed the Elders. As you, and a Foxglove are the last parts of that group I know of is extinct, I’m getting you somewhere safe.”
“COBALT DID WHAT?!?!”, the older sister screams*
“He killed the Elders, and he did it during a peace conference. Into here.”
The group walks into a ship waiting outside the Infinity Vault, and rises into the sky*
They pass through the Armor on the Border, and jump to Offtopic, landing on the outskirts of the city.
End.
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3 RepliesCrowley my boy, your own sense of scale is really, really big. Like ridiculously big. You say that there are "trillions of missile emplacements, warships, ground forces...", so trillions imples not [i]multiple[/i] trillions, so i interpreted the siz of this force to be 3 trillion things. Now, if we split the forces evenly, there are 1 trillion missile emplacements, 1 trillion warships, and 1 trillion ground forces. According to army-technology.com, the High Mobility Artillery Rocket System (HIMARS), whcib is basically a fancy name for a missile truck is 7 meters long and 2.4 meters wide. Then, allow for 1 meter of space in between the trucks because the trucks can't be right next to each other, and you get 3.4 trillion meters of space just for the missiles. To put that in perspective, the distance from mars to the sun is only 210.08 billion meters, and, since 1 trillion is equal to 1000 billion, it would take ~16 trips (if i did the math in my head right) from mars to the sun to fill up all the space for just the missile trucks. That's not even including the ground forces or the space ships! Even if we halve the forces (because technically 1.5 trillion could still technically be "trillions"), then there would only be 500 billion missile emplacements, so 1 trillon, 700 billion meters of space for the missiles. That would equal up to 8 trips between mars and the sun, if the trucks were all side by side. Now, if the trucks weren't all side by side, and instead in a big block, now there's a different story. Each truck (2x7 meters) is 14 meters^2 in area. However, it is still necessary to account for space in between the trucks, so 1 meter must be added to the length and width of the trucks, making a .5 meter long border of empty space in between each truck. The new area is now 24 meters^2 and there's 1.7 trillion of them, so 40.8 trillion meters^2 of space to fill. North and South America put together is 42.5 trillion meters^2, but Mexico alone is like 1.97 trillion meters^2. Therefore, to fit just the missile emplacements, this army would need the area of both American continents minus Mexico. And again, all that math was just for the missiles; the warships and the ground forces were completely left out of the calculations. And all that is supposed to be "a bit terrifying".
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Bumpeth bc bumpus
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1 ReplyEdited by f3: 6/18/2020 5:49:30 AMBlaze gave her, some signals. And they weren’t good. So she put her missile , her hardened spear tip In to the prisoner cowering in a corner, scared for their lives. “Please come “Uh... “I am getting tossed in here. It’s little, hurry.” “Well ok then. are you shooting “I am Hecate. This is a part of me. I am trying to get out They reach the entrance why the Elders parts is safe.” “COBALT DID WHAT?!?!”, the older sister screams* “He he did it. Into here.” The ship rises the End.
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Edited by DarkEraser: 6/18/2020 4:00:29 AMGuess it's war then.
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2 RepliesLet’s just hope that one cultist is still alive
