SBers in Stargate (Earth Edition) IC

OOC: Too late now, looks like Earth is going to be advancing rapidly now...

OOC: Partly our fault too for not catching it. *sigh* Guess we need to double check everything in each other's actions. }p

OOC: Not necessarily... :drevil:

I sigh placing my hand to my face. "Rolf(walkir), why did you think it was a good idea to make AND MARKET A ROOM TEMPRATURE SUPERCONDUCTOR?!"

I sigh calming myself down, "In other news, my universal translator program is doing well without drawing to much attention, though it's a little late for that now, thanks to Rolf."

Looking around, "Should we just drop all pretenses and start pumping new stuff out or should we just stop releasing new stuff for a while?"

"No. We already have black vans outside and guys with surveillance equipment in the buildings around us - we need to lay low, for a year, maybe more - we set up a power base with the tech be released so far and when we're strong enough to challenge our competition, we release an another wave of technology."

"...minus going overboard, like Rolf did..."

"You idiots had one job: Get profit without getting attention.

Now I have to redesign everything and move replica labs so our US ARMY contracts only get inspections of the alloy making process to the places we don't have replica making machines, because the US army does indeed inspect the people making things for them. Which means purchasing factories and other places and renovating them from the ground up to be replica production factories with ultra security.

Honestly, I was going to do that this month, slowly purchase and upgrade the places but now it's more urgent and I've got to break down our machine and get a real security force once our most hidden stuff is gone from this factory. Oh yeah, we also need to design a secure holding point for Hathor and testing area. And set up other facilities and-" Paxton sighed and held his head. "Why do you all rush into these things? Am I the only one who understands the meaning of STEALTH?"

*sigh*
"Fun times eh? We need slow down with our technology or *someone* will start asking too many questions very soon. Anyway, I was unable go buy things needed for sound lab inside the city. Im gonna try buying some ground outside city and build it. I think it will work out better this way anyway. "

"Paxton, I was being careful, I sold the ppm, and the past half of the year I've mostly just been training. Don't blame all of us, for Rolf's stupidity."

"My apologies but it just seems that you're all in a hurry to rush into everything when we're still in 'slow buildup over a period of years' mode."

"Guys... she is already out of her box and strapped into a secure room on a cargo freighter... Gaurded by gorgie...

Did none of you remember that I was setting up the security for her? The sarchophagous is in a storage room in the building next door and she is somewhere out in the pacific..."

OOC: Guys I rolled a major success and due to the wording of it she is there in a cargo hold, sedated and gaurded by robots. Negative pressure room to ensure no pheramones leak out, and even better stripped completely and tied down by AA restraints...

"Also I noticed someone was trying to hack into my personal research computer. *looks around the group suspiciuosly* Don't do it again. I am going to be setting up the first gorgie I create to guard my notes. It is going to be allowed to us lethal force. There is a reason I am keeping my notes on microwave research alone. I don't want it getting out yet..."

OOC: Cat please remove your ooc comment.

OOC: No Gorgies. You haven't made any yet. She is being guarded by female replicas in NBC gear.

"If someone was trying to hack you it wasn't one of us. And you had better not set a robot to be allowed to kill one of us if you know what's good for you." Paxton frowned at the man, was he truly foolish enough to start this kind of game?

ooc: Wait, kumo were you just kidding about the hacking or were you serious?

"Agreed, none of us should have the ability to simply kill off one of the others."

OOC: Walkir somehow aquired information on how to use my tech. Only explanation that could work is he hacked in and stole it. If it wasn't retconned I would have brought that up to the group and we would have had a legitimate excuse to withhold the superconductor becouse it was released using stolen tech from another researcher. Basic scandal to ensure that the tech isn't released for a few years as we work out who really owns that and such.

IC: "There will be no problem so long as you say out of my personal quarters. Even if you go in there just stay off my personal computer and you should be fine. If however you attempt to us said computer expect to get the crap beaten out of you by the robot standing guard right next to the computer. If you should happen to resist enough then its programming for lethal force is unlocked."

I glare right back at everyone, if they want to play these sort of stupid corporate games then I will play right on back. I may not know who tried to hack in this time but I will stop it from leaking out. That tech isn't ready for this group much less the world, we still have to get our defences up enough before I even considering cracking the seal on that pandora's box...

"Alright, everyone calm the fuck down." I say to the rest of the group.

"We're in this together, and I really am not seeing the point of all these grudges, although at the same time, I am not seeing why we need to withhold anything from one another." I shake my head towards Daniel

"But that' your choice I suppose, just if I find that those Geordies of yours are programmed to harm us, I will not be happy. Or if you're listed higher rather than equal on their 'protect priority' list. I'm sure Paxton has so far been training the replicas to view us all at the same level."

OOC:


I think we are sharing our tech with EACH OTHER.
And you are and idiot.

"I have been open and honest with my technology, this is a group effort after all and we are all in this together. And you would be correct in assuming that replicas view us all equally.

Although now I demand a check of the programming of all gorgies that Daniel makes, to ensure that he isn't going to pull a Palpatine on us and that we are all treated equally. Feel free to double-check my replica's training if you will."

...or, you know, Deep just assumed that we're making all our techs available to each other, like sane people would...

I stared blankly at him for several seconds, my mind literally grinding to a complete and total stop as I tried to process what he just said.

"What."

"No, really, Daniel, What."

"One gorgie dedicated to one task does not a threat make. I have been keeping that tech closed up for now becouse of the damage it could do to us if it got out. Interesting and cool peices of tech are nice and even possible. Entire branches of science on the otehr hand don't pop up without any warning at all.

This tech is widely appicable across many feilds. Its not something we would aquire in a few months, more like decades at the earliest."

OOC: Not the microwave tech. Definitely not that. I have given gorgie and nanotubing but I am witholding the that tech for now. Going back through my actions list, I have been careful to ensure that tech doesn't make a showing beyond the gorgie units. And even that has only popped up this turn.

Also cat your grammar sucks balls. Remove your OOC comment from the IC.

"Fine by me, your asking so of course I will let you look through the programming. That said I would like to see if I could change their armor into that AA for higher durability and faster movement."

OOC: Should have checked since I have kept that one squired away carefully as I go over it my self in RL. No one that I know of so far has done cross research as of yet. Consider it a very justifiable reaction to suddenly finding out that others in the group are pludnering my tech at their leisure gaining glory and fun toys as I work in the back grounds making sure contingencies are set up and back up bases are planned out.

Also he uses my research to create a room tempature superconductor battery that probably acts like a ZPM and then claims all the credit in IC. I should be rightfully pissed. it was my knowledge that he plundered for an immediate gain of fame, glory and richs.

IC: "Its completely self explanitory, I kept that knowledge in my room and haven't taken it out yet. Someone decided to be a dick and not ask me for a copy but instead just waltzed right on in and tried to get into my personal files on the subject. Thankfully I beleive they only managed to locate the cover files of porn that I used to hide the data. Kept the notes hand written and scanned into the computer so it would register as pictures."

"Actually, yes, it does a threat make - you're, basically, proving that you can and are willing to program your killbots to harm, or even kill us."

OoC: Looks who's talking... Shall I correct all the grammatical errors you made in this post?

OoC: Aside from buying that cargo ship, you haven't actually done that much. And I am still yet to see any of these contingencies of yours...

I suggest you start learning how to be a team player.

...I refuse to so much as dignify that with an answer.

"That's a really bad way to hide data - any hacker, corporate or government spy worth his salt would check both text files and pictures. I suggest you buy some encryption software, instead and carry your data on flash drives. Maybe design a custom data port, so anyone wanting to steal it will have to bother with modifying his hardware."

Paxton claps his hands. "Better computer security! We need to upgrade that most likely. Someone see to it, I'm busy with so many other things."

"You guys are all morons, unless it is written in hard copy and buried three miles under solid steel, no data is truly safe from a determined infiltrator. Now, I suggest we simply be open with our stores of technology so we can do what needs doing. Glory shouldnt matter to any one of us, only the safeguarding of the Earth and its people".

"Consider the threat justified then. I'm prescribing to the carry a big stick and walk softly school of political thought. Someone tried to aquire information I have without my knowledge. That has me understandably spooked and I am ensuring no one does this again. If you have a problem with that then I have to wonder why you are fine with us carrying around weapons and wearing body armor in our base of operation."

OOC: You mean besides locating the secondary stargate, alerting the group to hathors awakening and setting up a mobile base from which we can conduct any sort of experiment we would wish to undertake without being under any sort of government authority? What did you think any of those actions do for anyone? Every day since the beginning I have been working to keep us informed, and to create contingencies. Whether you recognize this or not doesn't really matter.

OOC: So while you guys where enjoying yourself with creating interesting tech, I was slaving away aquiring information and resources that will allow us to work unilaterally in support of earth and this company.

I would say I have yet to see all of your actions measure up to even one of my actions for the group as a whole. Know this. I will now stop spending my precious time working for the greater good and instead will now just have "fun". See how this game plays out with no one doing the scut work for the group.

"Seconded. I trust you to see to this matter?"

"Considering the fact that there are those in this room that took time to root around in my computer for sensitive information, I have to say that I will need to see this done for the rest first." *Glances suspiciously at the rest of the group with a frown on my face*

"I'm going to be busy purchasing land and setting up secondary facilities for creating our replicas among various other things. Like I just said."

"My technology has been available to all of us from day one, just as the rest of us have been open with our technology for each other. With the sole exception of you, Daniel. The rest of us were playing as a team, you're the one that hid away something from everyone else."