From the moment I understood the weakness of my flesh, it disgusted me. I craved the strength and certainty of steel. I aspired to the purity of the blessed machine. Your kind cling to your flesh as if it will not decay and fail you. One day the crude biomass you call a temple will wither and you will beg my kind to save you. But I am already saved. For the Machine is Immortal.
OK, so I read the 40K wiki on Noctis expecting something that would make a techpriest abandon their tech. Did I miss anything? The whole “dragon” thing seems to be rather thinly fleshed out
From the moment I understood the weakness of my flesh, it disgusted me. I craved the strength and certainty of steel. I aspired to the purity of the blessed machine. Your kind cling to your flesh as if it will not decay and fail you. One day the crude biomass you call a temple will wither and you will beg my kind to save you. But I am already saved. For the Machine is Immortal.
I 100% unironically want a Ghost in the Shell type robot body.
Also: “I’m thinking of getting metal legs. It’s a risky operation but I think it’d be worth it.”
Hell yeah. Fuck AI, I don’t want to be replaced by a robot, I want to replace the robots with me. Transhumanism or bust.
I have not thought of that stupid fucking movie in years. I know what I’m watching tonight.
That’s a 40k reference
I am aware. I don’t want a 40k robot body tho. I’d just be turned into some kind of tank and forced to murder orks and heretics.
You say that like it’s a bad thing.
I hope you enjoy the neural degradation that comes from having your brain in a box!
I can get tune ups to prevent/reverse it. Can’t do that with meat if I start getting dementia 🤷♂️
OK, so I read the 40K wiki on Noctis expecting something that would make a techpriest abandon their tech. Did I miss anything? The whole “dragon” thing seems to be rather thinly fleshed out
heh
Star dragons, or whatever they’re called, are… uh… mildly bad. Also important to the pre-human lore iirc