You know, I really do wonder just how much of my inner thoughts and life is private to me or not. I found out that drone crotches are still an erogenous zone a long time back (fucking robo-god what the fuck is wrong with JCJ?!? Are there actual fucking sex-bots out there?!? Actually, I already know the answer to that one is a definitive yes, so never mind, I'll just loop back to WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH JCJ?!?), but I'm afraid to… experiment because gods forbid I have a bunch of extradimensional voyeurs watching me do stuff with the Ken-doll anatomy I have down there.
Anyways, I feel like this next bit is the kinda random trivia that will foreshadow something that will come up later, so I'm noting it down now under the expectation that my 4th Wall Audience will end up violating the sanctity of my private thoughts yet again while I stare at this note document I'm writing on my HUD. You know, if there's a version of me on the other side of the 4th Wall where my 2nd life is an anime, this would be a 1st Person POV scene where I'm lying on my bed and staring at my completely non-descript ceiling. You're welcome, random react authors and anime plot writers.
The various Outposts on Copper 9 are all built mostly the same, but depending on how… zealous… the local MD teams are, certain surface infrastructure may or may not be in-tact. JNV, for example, trashed basically anything on the surface, and it's only because of quantum comms underground that we still have wireless connection to the other Outposts on the planet, because that stuff ignores things like matter being in the way as long as they're connected. That total destruction of surface infrastructure is why I had to set up so much shit to monitor the weather to check for sunlight or if a "planetwide toxic deathstorm" is going on. You know, typical Stellaris tomb-world things. But not every MD team is as genocidally prolific as JNV. Outpost 4, for example, despite evidently having an MD that may very well be V but the mask isn't a mask, still has its surface level astronomy and weather monitoring equipment in-tact, and shares that data for the rest of the planet. Granted, the weather data is only local for them, but the astronomy stuff can actually spot big stuff going on with other celestial bodies elsewhere in the system, and can predict astronomical events like eclipses. No comms off-world, but I set up some automated programs to monitor data incoming from other planets in the Copper system to let me know if any of them suddenly end up getting eaten by a [NULL], so I can start panicking and at least face my death with my pants up… or maybe the Solver actually will arrive on schedule, and it'll just be an advance warning to let me get everyone armed, armored, and ready for the arrival of Robot Cthulhu Satan.
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Actually, you know what? Fuck you in a non-sexy way, 4th Wall, I'm gonna find out what touching myself as a robot feels like, and if you watch, well… fuck you in a non-sexy way again! Also, obligatory "If you're a minor please stop viewing this."
Joe, (hopefully) signing off, 4th Wall.
Gods, I fucking hope I'm not giving an extradimensional audience a robot sex-tape...