Ah, Cheol has been announced as the head commander of the mecha project. This is fortuitous. He will be the first in line to helm top-level missions for the mecha project. Thus he will be constantly on the move, whereas she cannot leave without watch. I’m not so worried after all. I must simply wait for him to be gone for an amount of time, thus ensuring that I have the advantage before he even knows his original charge is dying. I shall have to mass significant forces in order for this plan to work.
He kissed her again, though. I could have gone the rest of my half-life never having to experience that again.
16-12-39xx
The Red Armies remember the previous battle as a legend, a terrible legend. It’s been several thousand years and many generations for them, but the thought of another battle stings them. In order to reverse their wariness, I must use my powers to persuade them. However, while I could easily recode their genes, it would be too easy to be spotted on a medical exam. I shall thus mechanize my re-coding ability and find another way to change their minds without arousing suspicion outside this universe.
My tape method has worked excellently for bringing items into this universe. Perhaps there is another means for me to use this ability than simply creating items. I will muse over it as I watch this group of animated movies that seem to be popular in the world beyond.
7-4-40xx
I have seen the most amazing movie. I have found the creature I want to marry when I grow up. He is so amazing...so smart...and he has such a wonderful sense of humor. I’m so sad though that he’s not real. I am happy, though, that he is in so many movies.
I feel weird. Maybe this is happiness? Am I happy about him? Perhaps that is why I want to learn all I can about that cheeky raccoon. Actually, if a fictional character can be smarter than the rest of the world, then he must be a genius.
He’s given me a perfect idea as to how to get the Red Armies on my side.
9-10-41xx
First, a prank. Then, when the prank succeeded, lure the leaders of the Red Armies into my fortress. Then, use my new invention, the mnemic magnetic laser, to empty their minds of their original memories onto tapes. Then, lastly, re-mix the tapes with my commands and loyalty added to them. They will go back and spread the commands, pledging themselves and their descendants to my cause. In return, I sent them food and supplies to stave off an invasion from an enemy force of T-cells.
I haven’t yet started on my own personal arsenal to backup my statements of true supremacy in this universe. Not yet. But I am looking over proper schematics I’ve managed to get from the girl genius’ knowledge of mechas on the outside. I am also looking at the Parox models as well, what is left of them. I shall create my own mecha arsenal to counteract anything the Earth beyond this universe can bring to bear on me.
While I watch the cheeky raccoon again. I might even draw him too.
15-1-44xx
I have reconstructed the Parox machines. I have given some proxy power to Aunt Marie, but ultimately, the power is mine. I have also created my own mechas. I have put in the best of their equipment, and improved them with my abilities. Strengthened their power and defenses.
My Acroyears. They can fly. They can fight. They have ranged weaponry and can survive and attack in pieces. And as their technology improves, so shall mine.
Let any micronaut who dares to come in here beware. I will not let them win on my turf.
[2/2]
16-12-37xx
Ah, Cheol has been announced as the head commander of the mecha project. This is fortuitous. He will be the first in line to helm top-level missions for the mecha project. Thus he will be constantly on the move, whereas she cannot leave without watch. I’m not so worried after all. I must simply wait for him to be gone for an amount of time, thus ensuring that I have the advantage before he even knows his original charge is dying. I shall have to mass significant forces in order for this plan to work.
He kissed her again, though. I could have gone the rest of my half-life never having to experience that again.
16-12-39xx
The Red Armies remember the previous battle as a legend, a terrible legend. It’s been several thousand years and many generations for them, but the thought of another battle stings them. In order to reverse their wariness, I must use my powers to persuade them. However, while I could easily recode their genes, it would be too easy to be spotted on a medical exam. I shall thus mechanize my re-coding ability and find another way to change their minds without arousing suspicion outside this universe.
My tape method has worked excellently for bringing items into this universe. Perhaps there is another means for me to use this ability than simply creating items. I will muse over it as I watch this group of animated movies that seem to be popular in the world beyond.
7-4-40xx
I have seen the most amazing movie. I have found the creature I want to marry when I grow up. He is so amazing...so smart...and he has such a wonderful sense of humor. I’m so sad though that he’s not real. I am happy, though, that he is in so many movies.
I feel weird. Maybe this is happiness? Am I happy about him? Perhaps that is why I want to learn all I can about that cheeky raccoon. Actually, if a fictional character can be smarter than the rest of the world, then he must be a genius.
He’s given me a perfect idea as to how to get the Red Armies on my side.
9-10-41xx
First, a prank. Then, when the prank succeeded, lure the leaders of the Red Armies into my fortress. Then, use my new invention, the mnemic magnetic laser, to empty their minds of their original memories onto tapes. Then, lastly, re-mix the tapes with my commands and loyalty added to them. They will go back and spread the commands, pledging themselves and their descendants to my cause. In return, I sent them food and supplies to stave off an invasion from an enemy force of T-cells.
I haven’t yet started on my own personal arsenal to backup my statements of true supremacy in this universe. Not yet. But I am looking over proper schematics I’ve managed to get from the girl genius’ knowledge of mechas on the outside. I am also looking at the Parox models as well, what is left of them. I shall create my own mecha arsenal to counteract anything the Earth beyond this universe can bring to bear on me.
While I watch the cheeky raccoon again. I might even draw him too.
15-1-44xx
I have reconstructed the Parox machines. I have given some proxy power to Aunt Marie, but ultimately, the power is mine. I have also created my own mechas. I have put in the best of their equipment, and improved them with my abilities. Strengthened their power and defenses.
My Acroyears. They can fly. They can fight. They have ranged weaponry and can survive and attack in pieces. And as their technology improves, so shall mine.
Let any micronaut who dares to come in here beware. I will not let them win on my turf.
[That was PT. 3.
Check out PT. 4?]