this is crazy

[from_scratch]

Cam is watching a new recording of Atriama, tail swishing in the gap in his couch, and doesn't stop to pause the show when he feels a summons go by.

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[from_scratch]

"With what, a copy of Hatchet Face? Does he even work normally on Tinkers? Anyway, I'd love to know how to keep her in his range and be able to maintain him without getting cruel and unusual."

[wormcan]

"Yeah, that. See if she can set up something to maintain him, then handcuff them together forever."

[from_scratch]

"So you want me to let Bonesaw out of her box... give her surgical tools and a mindless cape..."

[wormcan]

"And a weapon from every tinker in the world pointed at her."

"Wouldn't have to be a whole copy. Just the brain, and I can even pare that down a bit further."

[from_scratch]

"Brain alone wouldn't be alive for long."

[wormcan]

"Puh-leez, I did my first brain in a jar when I was eight. I can keep it alive until, until something goes wrong I guess. Wouldn't be able to maintain it, obviously."

[from_scratch]

"I'm not sure how this even starts, because you'd have to be near the brain to operate on it, I assume."

[wormcan]

"I've operated on Hatchet before. I'd have to use remote robots, but it'd work. Or if robots sound too scary I could build the vat and you could make a copy of the brain already in it. Or you could do the same with the jar I made when I was eight, but that one wasn't built to last."

[from_scratch]

"You're being awfully cooperative about all this. You don't mind the power suppression aspect?"

[wormcan]

"I'd rather have the basement full of mindless bodies, but you did say the other option was killing me."

[from_scratch]

"Peanut gallery? Thoughts?"

[wormcan]

Peanut gallery's divided. The retributivist faction does win out eventually.
"Even if that works, she said it wouldn't work forever. There'd be a free and fully powered Bonesaw as soon as her machine broke down. The machine she'd be the one building."

[from_scratch]

"This is true. Does anyone else on tap know how to build a stable brain jar which does not have to involve Riley's personal expertise? No one need actually do it as long as they can point me to reliable plans."

[wormcan]

"You could use Mannequin's. There's a lot of extra stuff in there and it'd be like going everywhere attached to a life-support violin case, but it'd work. It's built to last because he used it on himself. I'd rather make my own though."

[from_scratch]

"I'm sure you'd rather, but you're very scary. Speaking of ways you're very scary and Tinkers doing things to themselves, Shatterbird I had to actually kill instead of knock out because she happened to be immune to the drugs I tried. I assume you've got some nasty cocktail of enhancements too."

[wormcan]

"Yup! Not nasty, though. Immune to everything from drugs to blood loss, and I can turn pain off like a switch, everyone should have that."

[from_scratch]

"Okay... this is sort of a hypocritical question, considering that I myself am immune to everything from drugs to blood loss, but how are you immune to blood loss."

[wormcan]

"Each major blood vessel is separately armored and automatically pinches off upstream if something manages to break it anyway. A bit more than that, but I basically don't bleed."

[from_scratch]

"Fair enough. The pain switch is a charming idea, I will absolutely give you that."

[wormcan]

"I tried not having one, but it got distracting.

So do we have a deal? I deactivate the plague switch, you stop the Protectorate from killing me?"

[from_scratch]

"I am not prepared to go to war with the Protectorate over you, but I am willing to offer to attempt to contain you on their behalf."

[wormcan]

"Good enough. Nobody shoot me while I get rid of the heartbeat monitor."

She slithers upward until she's partially out of the trap, apparently dislocating everything from her shoulders to her lower ribs, but it all settles right back to where it came from. Then she slices herself open with a pocketed scalpel, some ribs move obligingly out of the way, and she has the implant out and the incision sewn up in seconds. There's no blood.

[from_scratch]

"Well, that was an impressive display."

[wormcan]

"I made it easy to remove."

"So, is it safe to shoot her now?" the more opinionated Protectorate voices wonder.

"Completely," the absolutely trustworthy serial killer answers.

[from_scratch]

"Can someone who has been paying attention please report in to the Protectorate authorities."