Posts by wasmic

    Wasmic: ++It's gonna take a while to wither through this wall. It's two meters thick, and it's made of corrosion-resistant metals. I'll be able to weaken it so much that i can be destroyed with a small explosive.++
    I started withering the wall, and after a LOT of spambot-interruptions, I had weakened it so much that it could be blown up.
    Wasmic: ++Watch out on the other side, There'll be some debris after this.++
    I gave it a barrage of heads, and even though i had been withering it for half an hour, i had to blast it 18 times before i broke through.
    Wasmic: ++Good to be back together again, I had some close calls against the spambots. By the way, there's a bit.ly link right behind you.++
    *Shoots head at bit.ly link*
    Wraith: ++Let's go find Hive++

    ++Would you like to buy a kitchen?++
    I jumped into attack position, believing there was a spambot. Yet another fake...
    I walked into another room, and was ambushed by 50 or so bots.
    This shouldn't be too hard.
    But there'll probaply be more and more as i near the ships core. At that time, it would be great to find Wrait again...

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    Just ban the spambot, please don't delete this post!

    The hive ship is ENORMOUS!


    Wraith: ++Yes. I suggest that we keep together, altough it'll take longer time to find mr. Hive. It's creeping with spambots in there. Stay in telepathic contact++


    *Enters ship*
    *Is immediately ambushed by at least 91 spambots*


    Wasmic: ++I'm hit by a laser++


    *Fights down the spambots*


    Wraith: ++Are you all right?++


    Wasmic: ++I'll be fine. I just have to wither a few spambots more, then I'll be at full health again++


    Wraith: ++Good. Which direction should we take?++


    Wasmic: ++Let's go right. Left always leads out of mazes.++

    Wasmic: ++For the Lapotronic Energyorb trick, well, it's quite simple. There's those things called EMP bombs, manufactured by Calclavia, Inc. that will produce almost exactly this effect, though not as powerful. The spambots, however, have created a countermeasure, however. I don't know why the LapOrb worked, but it was apparently just too powerful for the countermeasures to handle. So, extremely overclocked EMP bombs might be a solution. If the right conditions are present, a nuclear detonation in the upper atmosphere can also produce a pulse.++


    Wraith: ++That is good news. We will start to stock up on those EMP explosives, if we can get the blueprints. Do you know how to construct them?++


    Wasmic: ++No, but i think most older starships were built with emergency EMP emitters. If we could find one and reverse-engineer it...++


    Wraith: ++Good. By the way, do you know something about different kinds of spambots?++


    Wasmic: ++Yes. There's the normal ones, humanoid in shape, very fast, very many, but luckily not so durable. They often use melee weapons, but will also use ranged weapons. I once got fish-slapped by one. There's also the pop-up ad, they exist in different forms. They mostly simply turn invisible, then turn visible again right in front of you. Other pop-up ads include those that bury in the ground. Some are also explosive. You know the bit.ly links, you discovered them. And then they have a huge number of different vehicles, most are shaped as kitchens or hose crimping/swaging machines.++


    Wraith: ++The sensors should be able to detect pop-up ads, and i've also calibrated them for bit.ly links. We must be ready for surprises, though.++


    Wasmic: ++About their weaponry, they sometimes use very advanced weapons, and sometimes throw stones at us. Sometimes they use hi-tec catapults. It is nearly as unpredictable as Monty Python.++


    Wraith. ++Like i said, we must be ready for surprises.++

    ------INITIATE TRANSMISSION------
    Wasmic: This is Wasmic here. Reporting that I am nearly ready. Right now I'm trying to get close to that spambot base without being detected. Nice encryption on the radio, by the way.
    ------ABORT TRANSMISSION------


    *Howers over the spambot base. Drops down small beacon*


    ------INITIATE TRANSMISSION------
    Wasmic: Come in, Everhill. Beacon is dropped. You may fire at will. I'm getting out of here.
    ------ABORT TRANSMISSION------


    *GTFO's*
    *Launches a volley of heads towards the spam bots in the camp*
    *Watches as my heads hitting cause brief panic, before the hivemind is reestablished. Enjoys being healed by withering spambots*
    *Gets the fuck even more out of there*
    *Quickly descends into pre-dug cave*
    *Watches as a volley of nuclear missiles strike the base*


    ------INITIATE TRANSMISSION------
    Wasmic: Come in Everhill. I have confirmation that the missiles hit their mark. I am checking the destruction once the worst radiation is gone, in about 24 hours.
    Everhill: Confirmed. We are bolstering our defenses in case of a counterattack.
    ------ABORT TRANSMISSION------


    *Sits down and reads comics*
    12 hours later...
    *Gets ambushed by around 100 spambots*
    "You want war? Then you GET war!"
    *Grabs mining laser and in-development weapons dating from the Industrium Conflict, nearly a hundred years ago*
    *Spam fires laser and guns, along with heads*


    And then a spambot hit me. From behind. In my head.



    *Wakes up in spambot detention center*
    *Finds out that I am chained to a kitchen wall*
    15 spambots walks into the kitchen.
    Wasmic: "Seriously, did you make your detention center a kitchen?"
    Spambot: "YES. WOULD YOU LIKE TO BUY IT?"
    Wasmic: "No."
    Spambot: "THEN WE MUST DESTROY YOU. YOU WILL BE KILLED BY ELECTROCUTION IN 10... 9..."
    *Thinks about what to do*
    Spambot: "5... 4..."
    *Realizes that they have emtied my inventory*
    Spambot: "2... 1..."
    Spambot: "PREPARE TO BE SPAMMED WITH ELECTRICAL CHARGES."
    *Screams with pain as electricity flows through me*
    *Ten seconds later*
    Spambot: "ARE YOU STILL ALIVE? IF SO, DO YOU DO GREAT? IF SO, DO YOU FEEL FANTASTIC?"
    Wasmic: "One: Yes. The others: not really. But i can assure you, that within a few moments, you won't be able to answer yes to any of them."
    Spambot: "CAN YOU PLEASE TELL THAT AGAIN IN NON-COMPLICATED LANGUAGE?"
    Wasmic: "I'm still alive, and i'm gonna kill you."


    *Fires heads at spambots*
    *Spambots shoot back*
    *Gets electrocuted again*
    *Somehow starts shootimg dark lightning all over the place*
    *Dark lightning withers away at the bots*
    *Electrocution stops*
    *Dark ligtning stops*
    *A single spambot lies on floor, trying to reboot*
    I then remembered the first lesson of fighting spambots: Terminate. With extreme prejudice.
    *Lifts spambot up*
    *Starts withering the spambot*
    *Fires right and left head into spambot at the same time*
    *Spambot explodes*


    I looked over to the door. It was locked - and worse, blast resistant. I fired a head up in the roof, and hovered up through it. I realized that i was in the same spambot base that had just been nuked - They had already rebuilt half the base. This was bad. I flew up high and started spamming heads everywhere. Soon, spambots arrived with anti-air fire. I quickly took them out before they could shoot me. I proceeded to bomb a teleporter with a high power incendiary that i has in my grenade belt. I started firing my heads at anything that moved. Then I saw that i had hit a POW. I instantly let myself fall, and rushed to the soldier. She had been at the edge of the explosion, so she hadn't withered much, but she was nearly dead anyway. She had been electrocuted, too. I hated myself. Why had i even got transformed in the first place? Why hadn't I just died from that ice-blaze? Because of my virus. The virus that the weird machine i found plans for had injected me with. Why did all this happen to me. It seems like one of those random-guy-is-hit-by-an-accident-and-becomes-a-hero stories. I lifted her up, and tried to get her to safety, far away from the spambot base. I dug a little cavern to hide in. And she was nearly dead. A random spambot fell down the hole. I destroyed it before it could transmit any location. I absorbed its energy - and I don't know how, but i somehow transferred the bots her, and she got healthy again. I discovered that i could also transfer my own health - and so I did. When she was fully healed, I felt a little weaker, but she was alife. When she came to, she told me that she had escaped the kitchen after the spambots had been diverted by my rampage. She was weak, but she managed to get out. And from then, i knew what had happened. The next day an Evac landed and carried her back to base. I stayed in the field, ready to play my part in Wraith's grand plan.

    Sarcasm... it gets the best of us sometimes...


    Yup. Better stop being sarcastic, then.



    On a site note, Kentington, now that you are gonna add mobs, how about spambots? They spawn in groups of 100 and throw pop-ups at you until you drown /joke


    By the way, how did you even get time to continue modding? You weren't fired, were you? If you were, could you please put up a donate button?

    Humor is hard to translate. Sorry if I've offended you, but that's really what I felt.


    Don't think about that, i can take it :D


    EDIT: Wait a moment... YOU JUST APOLOGIZED ON THE INTERNET! OMG!

    This is bad news. Everhill's command has been overthrown, and for some reason i can't explain, the new general will not let us use the teleporters to get back home to Greenfield. Also, people lower on the new command line are trying to get us angry at them. They've also been listening outside our doors for some time now.


    2 hours later.
    "GET DOWN!"
    The missile hit a building close to ours.
    "WHY THE F**K DIDN'T THE ALARM SOUND!!??", one of my soldiers yelled.
    "I don't know, but I think it has something to do with the new command. We'd better sort it out before the spambots overrun this place!"
    Me and my squad rushed out from our barracks, and ran toward command. A rocket came head on towards us, and we threw ourselves to the sites. But the soldier who ran behind me hadn't seen the rocket. I quickly fired my right head towards the rocket, causing it to detonate too early. The explosion was so powerfull, however, that the air was knocked out of all of us. One of the soldiers quickly got up and threw a splash potion of healing over us. Old fashioned, but effective. We were all back in the fight after a few seconds.
    We reached command, and discovered that the door was left open. We ran in and... Discovered that all of command was taking naps. At this time, the old general arrived, and started shouting at them. They didn't wake up. A quick scan showed that they had been gassed with a sleep-inducing gas, although it wasn't lethal. I went away from the squad and down in the command bunker. The new general was down there, talking in a radio, saying nothing bu "oh" and "one" in rapid succession. I easily overpowered him, and lifted him into the air.
    "Why do you even try to communicate with them?" I asked.
    He replied with "I was trying to get some help from orbital!". A quick examination of the radio showed that it didn't even have the range to do that.
    "What are you up to?" I asked him. He was too weird. He could be a modified bit.ly link. I started withering him a little, just as a threat.
    "I'm trying to get help, goddammit!" he shouted.
    "From where?"
    "Does it matter?"
    "Yes, because i can hear sounds from the radio that suspiciously sounds like a hose crimping/swaging machine!"
    After this, he started mutating. He transformed into a spambot.


    Moments later, all that was left was a pile of rust. The old genral entered the room and started calling around with the radio, organizing the counterattack. After only ten minuntes, we had already pushed them out of the base.

    I wouldn't like appearing as flaming you but ... why are you posting many things without any interest ? It looks like you just want to increase your postcount --'


    Not really, i'm just failing at being funny :wacko:

    If thís is to be added, there should be a function that makes a scanned creepers explosion power increase to 9001, along with a IT'S OVER NINETHOUSAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAND sound playing.

    This could possibly be done in a forestry-style lock?


    Another idea would be to also have a setting to enble items being piped in, but disable pipe/tube'ing them out. So that you can actually use safe's in an automation-setup, without risk of stuff being stolen.
    Maybe it could also be possible to have a whitelist for the chest, allowing for shared access between two players. This would be really awesome on an anarchy smp server, where you're teaming up with a friend.


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    Hype inbound in three, two, one...

    Last time you did, for Industrium Conflict, you said it would be 1-2 months. And that was in MARCH!


    So, please, stop breaking my heart, and don't give us ETA's. And no, this is not an attempt at reverse psychology.


    Costco does 'em pretty cheap and generally huge so I try and get one when i'm there. Tasty little buggers, those.


    Not sure if i'd have a "favorite" food. Pizza maybe? Favorite combo there is bacon + pepperoni. (frequently without cheese unless i'm in the right kind of mood)


    My favorite pizza is the one with kebab and lettuce... Mmmmmmhhhhh...