章節 460: PowerRang-Claws?
Afton stands from the grass and rolls his shoulders. He felt like a newer, better man with the ability to do anything he put his mind to... He looks down at his right arm, rolls up the sleeve and takes off his glove to reveal the wood-like flesh beneath.
The new mutation he'd gained didn't exactly come with a set of instructions, so he was stuck trying to figure it out himself like Toby Maguire in the first Spiderman movie... Fortunately, he isn't forced to shot catchphrases at the top of his lungs to achieve an effect.
His plant arm feels as if it's bubbling, a tingly feeling springs up underneath his skin as he concentrates on moving it... His figures twitch as his thumb disappears, causing Afton's brows to raise in consternation... Yeah, that was an incredibly strange feeling.
The sensations in his thumb hadn't disappeared, but instead had just shifted to the rest of his arm... Honestly, it was making him slightly nauseous. He takes a couple moments to compose himself and tries again, imagining his arm becoming a spike.
His fingers meld together and become thinner at the end, his wrist locks itself in place and once everything is done, Afton finds himself with a large wooden spike attached to his elbow... He can move it, but everything below the elbow is locked in place.
He tests the point of the spike but finds that it isn't all that sharp... He'd probably need another mutation to be able to form sharp edges, not that it'd be difficult to kill someone with this spike, it'd be like jabbing a pointed piece of wood into someone's throat... Still lethal.
He morphs his arm back to its regular appearance, the flesh easily reverting as if it'd been waiting to return to normal. He's about to test it some more but is interrupted by Dr Borous who floats outside the Think Tank.
"That is an incredibly peculiar ability you've acquired Mr Parker."
Afton nods, "Yeah, it's a recent thing... What're you doing outside the Think Tank? Don't you guys hate the outside?"
Borous shakes his chassis, "Most do, but I only stayed within the Think Tank for fear of the Lobotomites and other creatures roaming this place... Now that it's all cleared I find the sun on my brain quite calming."
Afton smirks, "You taking Gabe on walks?"
Borous chuckles, "Of course! I have a lot to make up for, the least I can do is spend time with my old friend... Ah, anyway, I actually have something to speak to you about." he rediverts the conversation back to the subject at hand, "The Deathclaw samples you brought back are developing quite nicely, in fact, I've managed to hatch a few eggs. I'd love to show you them if you are willing to see?"
Afton raises a brow, "You've started hatching them? Please don't tell me you've made a farm of them..." he asks pointedly.
Borous turns his monitors away slightly, meaning that he certainly had. "I had Glados permission, I'll have you know."
"Glados..." Afton asks, her robotic form expanding over them and looking down with an orange eye, "Yes, creator?"
He shakes his head and sighs, "I know you've been listening, did you really give Borous permission to make a Deathclaw farm?"
"Request 4239 was accepted, it was one of the projects I personally found interesting. The creatures designated: Deathclaws seemed like the perfect killing machines, at least, as much as biology allows." she explains.
"And you didn't see anything wrong with making a large amount in the crater, youknow, where everyone except you is susceptible to getting torn to pieces?" he asks with crossed arms.
"It was a calculated risk. A few dead organisms would be worth an attack force of Deathclaws." she states.
Afton shakes his head, "I'm not arguing with you on that, it's just that I'd like to be informed when something that risks the facility is decided upon. I understand I might have been busy, but I am still the owner of this place." he chides.
"Understood... On this subject, Dala has requested permission to dissect the organism designated: Shani. Its brainwaves were reported to be peculiar, and its recent attempts to escape the facility have become annoying at best." Glados explains.
"Is this her third strike?" he calmly asks.
"No. But I do not see why it matt-"
Afton interrupts and ignores her question, "Then leave Shani alone until she tries to escape again, after that Dala can do what she wants with her."
"Understood." Glados says before leaving, well, only physically. Afton knew she was everpresent around Big Mt, her surveillance encompasses everything.
"That AI you've built is quite unnerving..."
Afton nods, "I designed her that way... Anyway, you wanted to show me the Deathclaws? Well, lead on."
Borous begins leading Afton away from the Think Tank and towards a far off laboratory. It looked recently created and had huge fences around, all of which were electrified to prevent any chance of escape.
Afton didn't say anything about it however, he was quite honestly relieved that so many defensive were set up to prevent a potential Deathclaw escape... One escape could result in an infestation that would be difficult to remove for the robots and cyberdogs... Afton himself would probably have to step in.
He's led through the lab which held many eggs that'd been experimented on and further mutated, and eventually finds himself in an observation room overlooking the fenced-in area... Young Deathclaws could be seen running around, playing and pretend hunting. A few over-eager ones accidentally touch the fence and bounce off of it with electricity visibly licking their skin, after that they know to stay well away from the 'pain wall'.
One thing Afton took particular notice in were the peculiar colours of the Deathclaws... Usually, they only came in brown, black and beige... But there were green ones, red ones, and yellow ones... "Is there a reason for the weird colours?" he asks Borous.
"Indeed there are, I colour coded them to easily identify which mutations I've introduced... The red ones are more aggressive, the green ones had larger claws, and the yellow ones are smarter than average... These are only preliminary tests, of course, I only wish to see how far I can alter them until they start dying."
Afton nods, "Fair enough... Just one warning before I allow this to continue. You will take all precautions physically possible to prevent any altered Deathclaws from escaping... The wasteland does not need smarter, larger, or more aggressive Deathclaws... At least, not without us being able to control them." he states.
Borous nods his chassis, "Of course. I have learned from my past mistakes."
Afton examines the robot for any indication of deceit... Eventually, he just turns away, "Alright, carry on them. Report your progress regularly to Glados."
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章節 461: League of Legion
Vulpes Inculta walks through the ruins that once were the Great Fort. Bodies were strewn around with no regard to who they may have been, fires linger atop tents and huts, walls collapse if they hadn't already...
Truly, he had underestimated the strength of his enemies, and Afton Parker specifically... Power armour was a surprise, but it wasn't as if they'd not had to deal with it before, this is why they had specialised units to deal with them... Even so, it all proved futile.
The results were thus thousands dead, Caesar kidnapped, defensive structures destroyed, and Lanius becoming temporary leader of the Legion... As far as he was concerned, all of the above were terrible, but Lanius was by far the worst.
The man had no sense for strategy, deceit, tactics, or even an average skill for planning. He was everything barbaric within the Legion all melded together into one man. True, he was an incredible combatant, perhaps even equal to Afton Parker outside of his Power armour, but they didn't mean he was a great leader.
At best, Lanius was only good at giving the troops something to fear, it was an approach Caesar had thought up after reading through some history books. He would be the calm, strategic, and merciful leader, while Lanius would be the barbaric general who you'd not dare cross. It helped put into perspective who you could have leading and why you were following Caesar in the first place.
Of course, this all now backfired since Lanius was in charge. Vulpes Inculta wasn't even sure who the troops feared more now, Parker or Lanius. He'd bet on the former due to the sheer body count of Parker's last attack, but even so, it was still close.
This is not to say nothing 'good' came of the attack, no, it provided Vulpes with quite a lot of information that could potentially be useful against Parker and his group.
Tech was the first thing, vehicles, weapons, armour, and even some form of teleportation? It was all too fantastical if he were honest. Had this not been reported by many, many men he wouldn't have believed it.
Parker had somehow gained access to incredibly advanced technology. Even the vehicle had been plated with some kind of miracle metal, so incredibly hard and strong that it put steel to shame.
Even the dull-headed Lanius had become interested in it, though, no for research and development... Instead, he just wants to melt it down and make armour out of it. Vulpes Inculta didn't try to persuade him as perhaps that'd what Lanius will need to fight Parker on an even playing field.
"Sir! Legate Lanius wishes to lead a force to recapture the canyon passage!"
Vulpes Inculta sighs and turns towards the messenger, "Very well... Send messages to Cottonwood Cove and all over Legion forces West of the river to assist in this effort. The NCR will not have constructed proper defences yet, so this is our best chance to attack..." he states, though, he is quite put out by the fact they'd be giving up Cottonwood Cove.
Due to Parker's attack, they'd need to pull all forces to take the canyon passage and prepare for the final battle of Hoover Dam. It's a shame really, all his intricate plans would be disrupted by this, and there was only one person to blame for it... Still, it wasn't as if all of his preparations were gone.
Elsewhere :
Afton walks through the Laboratories and toward the cells where they'd usually hold test subjects. Glados and Dala were floating either side of him and he was curious to finally meet one of the most feared men in the wasteland.
"I hope he's been polite to you two, you know what they say about rude houseguests." he says with a dark chuckle.
"The new teddy bear had been accommodating, aside from its poor temper. It has the most interesting insults, especially when I am taking samples from it." the robotic scientist says in a husky tone, clearly having enjoyed her time with Caesar.
Afton smirks, "Would these 'samples' include biopsies?" he asks with some mirth.
"Yes... Biopsies of every unique cell in its little body. It was fine with muscle extraction, but testicular, eye, and brain? It was one very angry teddy bear."
"If it continues to be disruptive, I recommend removing anaesthesia from the procedure." Glados adds.
"Anaesthesia?" Dala questions as if she didn't know what that was. This draws out a laugh from all three of them, including Glados who gives a robotic and rather chilling one.
Soon enough, Afton finds himself standing before the 'Great Caesars' cell. The man was sitting on an uncomfortable metal bed while covered in many bandages. Apparently, the biopsies Dala had performed weren't as 'unintrusive' as she'd claimed... Judging by the bloodied bandage over his eye, the 'biopsie' Dala had performed included taking the entire thing from its socket.
Not that Afton was complaining, this man was almost solely responsible for the murderous, raping, empire of the Legion. Seeing him in this 'thoroughly raped' appearance was rather cathartic if Afton were honest.
Though, Afton wondered what was worse, being raped or becoming one of Dala's 'teddy bears'... Both included incredibly uncomfortable and intrusive penetration.
"Ave Amicus." Afton mockingly says while looking through the cell bars.
Caesar slowly raises his head and locks his one eye with Afton's, "Non es amicus meus, negat Cyrtae... So, you've come to visit me, how droll."
"Droll?" Afton parrots in exasperation, "No, from what I heard you were quite droll yourself. I mean, acting like a supervillain and then subsequently being captured due to it? I can't tell if you're just eccentric, mad, or stupid." he states.
Caesar scowls but doesn't break their eye-lock, "A mistake, I was simply surprised at finding one of my long lost agents working against me. I felt a bit of theatrics were required to sway her back. As you can see, it didn't work." he says, gesturing at his bland cell.
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