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Given the visions, I'm pretty sure geochem is cyborgs. Clockwork cyborgs.Half-viscanti, all awesome.EDIT: For those without wheels, the most relevant vision:Throwing his weapon at Stepasha, the half-viscanti abomination lunges at her. His body and joints hiss and whine with a mechanical fury, one clawed hand pinning a wrist down while he pins her body with his own. What little momentum she can gain in her punches and claws seem to be mildly effective, though it will take her time to get through him. You inhale and then exhale, the air passing through you and out in a deep and characteristic 'hoom'. You ponder whether to act or to watch or to leave. Padding over to the crystal-man, the sea-woman says he should leave with them. He shakes his head and waves her away, saying he has things to do. 'Hooooom,' you exhale again. This was getting mildly annoying. Maybe you should help? The crack of machinery denotes the joints failing on the half-creature. Pushing the sea-woman towards you, the crystal-man tells you to go. What else can you do? You wrap her in your branches and carry her away. 'Hoom,' you exhale for a third time. She was fiesty and angry - she wanted to fight. Maybe you should let her fight. No, no reason for more life to be lost. 'Hoom'.
Not this one?
'ARE YOU JUST GOING TO HELP OR ARE YOU GOING TO LET ME FALL APART HERE?' A bit too harsh, too much of a snarl, but it's all you could get out. Holding her down was an effort. Yeah, there goes one of your leg hydraulics. Not good, you think to yourself. Even if you survive the encounter, you'll need almost total reconstruction. Nails dig into your neck. Yeah, you won't be getting out of this you think with almost amusement. You snarl and sink your teeth into Stepasha's face, edged with razor-sharp iron they cut easily into her. You jerk about, rending and ripping. Bitch deserves it. 'I am nearly done.' How could that damn lucidian be so calm? The sickening crack of your ribs draws your attention. Damn, the lacing broke.
You can't really same the same, can you?
Given the visions, I'm pretty sure geochem is cyborgs. Clockwork cyborgs.
Now all we need is a cyborg God to go with it.
Viravain, Lady of the Thorns shouts, "And You would seize Me? Fool! I am the Glomdoring! I am the Wyrd, and beneath the cloak of Night, the shadows of the Silent stir!"