Chapter 14: Chapter 14

Leaving the girls to their bath again, and rejecting Piper’s invitation to join in (I do not want to explain anything to Nat, fuck that), I went back to analyzing the console through the Pip-Boy in the privacy of the bridge.

After some fiddling, I got some of the strings of text to appear in the Pip-Boy’s screen instead, under the notes UI. Some more fiddling and I got my stats to show up in the biotelemetry, but also changed the radio UI to a jumble of nonsense.

Well, at least the values in the biotelemetry UI proved some of my guesses correct. I just needed to figure out the details. Working off the established DT and DR, I tried fiddling with my mod armor to get some references. The letters and numbers didn’t exactly add up, but I think I made some definite progress in cracking the whole thing.

And then I found a little pinhole just below the option knob. I puzzled over it for a while before realizing I could just clone out a literal pin to shove into it. Something clicked, and the Pip-Boy’s screen switched to the Settings menu.

Most of it was the standard stuff you’d expect like screen brightness, access protection, battery life, T&C… But at the bottom of the last page, in console mode, I found a small Union Jack to the right of another rectangle with weird patterns in it.

No fucking way.

I selected that option via console and for the second time dealing with the stupid Pip-Boy, my head threatened to burst. It eventually simmered to a horrifying brain freeze, but I could at least think now.

Activating the console again, I grinned victoriously as fina-fucking-ly was I able to read the strings of text scrolling and swirling around.

I saw “DaysExisting”, “Durability”, “Essential”, “Expiry”, “LightBrightness”, “LightColor”, “Owner”, and so many more just surrounding the Pip-Boy alone, along with associated values. Similar and new stats surrounded various items around the bridge.

As a test, I selected a railing and tried tweaking its “Component” value. Just by changing the numbers, the shaped piece of alien metal flickered into copper, chrome, pearl(?), wood, ivory and so on.

A happy duck danced in my head as I felt giddy at finally having proper access to the console.

I looked down at myself, switched the layers to bypass my armor and clothes, and got the stats of myself.

“Age”, “AgingType”, “BloodColor” “BloodType”, “BodySize”, “BodyType”... On and on it went.

Also, yes, “PenisSize” was there.

No, it wasn’t the first thing I tried selecting, I swear.

I couldn’t modify a lot of the stats on myself, and couldn’t find any of the SPECIAL stats. However, I did manage to find and edit my physical fitness, and after changing it bit by bit, I eventually maxed it out. The result? I went back to the railing earlier and easily tore it off and crumpled the metal into a rough ball with my two hands.

It ain’t realistic, but I’m not going to complain about the results.

I turned to the many Zetan consoles and control boards, found “Translate?” and “Access” in each of them. How considerate. The former did as it said on the tin, while the latter gave me remote, simplified control over whatever it was. So I could, for example, select the piloting controls in console, and with a thought steer this mothership like I was in a badly camera-designed video game.

And with the security feeds, I could scroll through the many feeds in my mind’s eye, which also allowed me to-

No, I’m not going to peek.

I ended that little jaunt before it went too far and went to the teleporter. Giving myself access, I found the Zetan teleport system required locking onto beacons, each with a unique ‘channel’. The Tupile had all 16 of its beacons in storage, which meant I could quick travel to at most 16 spots. For now. Trying to access two beacons on the same channel, my console-gained knowledge informed me, would be lethal.

Other than that, probably the biggest deal was when I found that the Tupile (gotta remember to use the name I gave or it’d be a waste forgetting it) could be set as ‘Home’, which meant that…

I don’t know what it meant yet.

Still, no harm in setting this vessel as my ‘Home’ location, considering we’ll be treating it as one anyway.

Oh hello.

After toggling the ‘Home’ option, the ‘BuildMode’ option appeared.

It meant what I thought it meant.

I could modify the ship. Only the interior, mind you, but I could go down to micro details like tweaking the wiring path, or zoom out and do macro stuff like just removing walls and let the console magically make things work. The console also allowed me to spawn furniture, which was partly drawn from my catalogue of scanned items and partly from its own preset database.

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Coupled with my remote pickup, I foresee great changes ahead. No more bathing in a prisoner’s cell after this.

I went down to meet the girls, happily noting down the ship’s layout as I walked and figuring the changes I’d like to implement.

A pool? Why not? Gotta probably teach the girls how to swim, but still.

Private bedrooms for each of us? Of course.

A sex dungeon for when I want some fun with Piper? … I’ll ask her about it in a few years.

Another thought thankfully interrupted, one that was worth far more in considering.

If I had all this power, I could go back to the Commonwealth and properly set up shop, right? Cloning items and all was good, but it’d be better to have an infrastructure to sustain ourselves in case shit hits the fan.

Hm, maybe hydroponics for this ship? I’d need to get to that vault right for it? The one with Curie and the diseased mole rats.

Oh yeah, Curie. There’s another companion to get. She’d definitely be a great help, probably could take part in giving the girls an education, no?

Sigh.

Yes, I’ll probably speedrun getting her a synth body, and the perks that come with it.

Speaking of companions, where’s Cait around this time? If the game’s lore still holds up, she’s still stuck in an abusive household, waiting to be sold off in a few years right?

Might as well find her and save her from that shitty situation. The girls could use more friends too.

So other than picking up companions and hydroponics tech, what else should I worry about? Maybe set up a long term teleport station and build around it. Make sure to properly enforce the borders of the territory, and maybe allow in anyone who wants to settle, as long as they follow the rules.

Hm. Now I’ve gotta figure out the rules too…

I broke away from the rabbithole of establishing a settlement when I reached the holding cells. The girls had just finished up it seems, and were all smiles and giggles. With a look through the console, I figured out the differences in stats between Piper and Nat were mostly mental-related. Disconcerting stuff like “DevotionStrength”, “Submissiveness” and “Willingness”.

I also did find that despite last night’s romp, Piper’s “PregnancyLevel” was thankfully at “0”.

What was more disturbing was that Piper had “Owner:Sev” as part of her stats that couldn’t be removed or modified. Does that make me slaver scum now?

Ah, worry about that later.

Like myself, most of the stats on the girls were locked, though I couldn’t help but notice Piper’s “Fertility” was not locked out, and gave in to switching it from “1” to “0” for now. I’ll worry about their other stats later, for now it’s time to break the news.

*****

It was good to see Sev in better spirits, almost cackling like his old self again as he gave his announcement at the lone entrance to this section of the ship. Piper and Nat were once again amazed at their protector as the towel in his hand turned into black wool, then to leather.

Then he declared that this part of the ship would no longer be the holding cells, but would be the Tupile’s bathing spa section. There was frightful surprise at first from both girls, but it quickly melted away to pure awe as the metal structure around them shifted and morphed.

Piper gaped as she and her sister found the cells missing, replaced by a small circular pool Sev called a jacuzzi, a larger pool, and private stalls for showers and pristine bathtubs. There were creaks as the ship settled into its new design and water started pumping in to fill the pools.

Sev gave a conspiratorial grin. “So, how do you girls want your rooms to look like?”

Should she ask for a room just for sex, Piper wondered?

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