《journal teleport science something》still terrible but with some kind of direction
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scared to go out
don't even want to send drones out
what if a human finds one?
they might kidnap it. or shoot at it. definitely a record of that sort of silly behaviour. i mean come on there are literal monsters around and you waste your bullets on a harmless little robot?
okay fine technically not harmless
terrifying quadx2crudlauncher mounted on top
still though
actually you want to know the worst thing
that wasn't even the same direction #4 wandered off in
the girl who saw me fiddling with antcorpses i mean
that's nowhere near the river
it's in completely the other direction
what i am saying is that there are probably humans across the river
and also more humans in suburbland to the south
is it the south?
never actually checked
doesn't matter
we got a heap of humans around is what i'm saying
well two
at least
but probably way more
hives of the things
or burrows
there's a proper word
communities?
no i like burrows more. sounds more. mammalian.
what am i going to do with these pesky mammals
what is going to happen when they find biscuit fort
i mean i didn't exactly make this place inconspicuous
subtlety was not on the priority list at all
thought i had this city to myself
oh what a happy idiot i was
so now i got
like
the only building standing in twelve blocks of scrapharvested rubble
apart from ant prison of course
what i am saying is that a big warehouse fortress with turrets and melted walls decorated with assorted antbits is just exactly the sort of place a human would look at and be like 'yep. that's the one. that's like the objective or whatever. gonna be treasure chests or something in there. or some dude to give me a new quest. maybe a blacksmith. new sword. gunmods. loot.'
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what was i talking about
right humans yes. could i invent. like. nonlethal means of dealing? i mean for sure i do not want to kill anything that can beg for its life. that is a line i'm not gonna be able to just skip over. no killing anything that can potentially leave orphans that will notice its absence and cry about it. that's the rule. don't do stuff that creates crying orphans.
so like
sleep darts?
why did my mind instantly go there
so impractical
you have to estimate weight and metabolism and all that junk to get the right dose and then what? just leave a sleeping human around? a tasty little treat for any giant insects that happen to be wandering past?
jin you beautiful impetuous fool
you are better than this
so
teleports?
teleport a human somewhere i am not? i could make like a little cosy tea room somewhere way away from my base. and if i have to deal with a human and i do not want to deal with a human. just. like. bamf. teleport them to a lovely tea room. they can have a nice cup of tea and a biscuit and then keep doing their regular human activities. walk around. talk about the weather to each other. survive in this weird kind of apocalypse thing we've got going on. and most importantly leave me the flip out of things.
okay
think i got a plan here
turns out teleports are the answer
as always
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