Pollution scrubbers (fallout au)

My opinion on this reality was that humans shouldn't be allowed access to weapons of mass destruction. Or really allowed to govern themselves without some form of supervisory group with good morals and ethics, which didn't actually exist but my point stood.

I mean I often joked about having enough nukes to kill a planet, but I didn't have anything like that number. I'd need one million nukes of at least a megaton to level all of Nauvis's surface land, much less to kill everything in the oceans, if nukes could even do that.

This reality, thankfully, hadn't had that many nukes either, but they had damned well made an effort towards that. The whole place was a radioactive wasteland filled with diseased life that had somehow managed to adapt to it, which I was blaming on an odd genetically engineered virus found in literally every living thing in the wasteland.

Everything that was harvested on this world was thoroughly sanitized before being brought back to Nauvis, if the virus could turn rats into dog sized death machines I didn't want to know what it would do to bitters.

It was impressive that there were still humans here though, feral and usually ill humans yes but humans nonetheless. They had even managed to retain some of their tech over the years, usually inferior robot designs and some actually useful laser tech, but some of it was truly impressive.

Fusion cores were already allowing me to field more advanced power armors for the androids, and to make some more powerful drones. And the healing tech and mind altering drugs had some great potential for some truly absurd combat stims. I was already working on an organ to mimic some of their effects.

I had my work cut out for me cleaning up the radiation though, my air scrubbers would only pull it out of the … well the air. When I launched my nukes they A. didn't leave much residual radiation, and B. what radiation there was I cleaned up before it could saturate the environment.

Here it had had a few hundred years to contaminate literally everything, my air scrubbers would help but it would still take at least a hundred years to clean everything up, with just them at least.

Thankfully I had a few methods to clean the soil itself, but it wasn't something that could be done on a planetary scale, at least not easily. No, I wouldn't be cleaning up the planet faster than it could fix itself with just my air scrubbers and time. But I could clean areas, large spaces for farms and human habitation were well within my capabilities and ringed with my air scrubbers they would have a radiation level similar to a normal habitable planet.

I already had a few of these zones set up around the more peaceful settlements I had found, with groups of androids and drones to police them. I had tanks and spidertrons for proper assaults, and the turrets could handle any potential raiders.

Still my work was cut out with designing new methods to clean up the planet and making viable crops for it, while the minds were busy purging raider nests and hostile wildlife. And the androids I actually trusted around humans were all busy keeping an eye on the people. At least until I could train up a competent police force or the people started trusting my drones.

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A 'human' face to attach towards their new overlords made the people happier, dissent had dropped greatly once the policing was taken over by the androids rather than Balistraia. I couldn't even blame them, the androids were very appealing to look at.

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Tech goblin (transformers)

Optimus Prime read a report on the most recent incident the resident human had caused, apparently he had managed to make a massive contraption that turned metal and electricity into an energon substitute, somehow.

The odd creature had crashed onto their planet during the war, and had spent a few weeks being chased by both the autobots and the decepticons. It was only after looking at the tech it left behind and figuring out what frequency it used to control its tech that optimus had managed to open communications with the being responsible for so much chaos.

Even if his early weapons hadn't really hurt them it hadn't taken long before they started to actually damage the autobots sent to track him. It had taken old and broken weapons off of old battlefields and turned them into tools of war.

It had taken a few days to finally decipher the communications the human used, it was similar to how bots cumminacted, but on different sound frequencies, and even after he could communicate with the human it had taken weeks before the 'engineer' had agreed to meet up with the autobots, and it was only because the decepticions were closing in on him rapidly.

As usual diplomacy never even crossed his adversaries minds. It was simultaneously helpful and disheartening.

The tale of how the engineer had ended up on cybertron was a short one, he had been safely working on one of his planets orbital installations, trying to devise an FTL device in the zero gravity conditions when something had malfunctioned, throwing the human and a chunk of his station across the galaxy to cybertron.

The human had then spent a few months fighting off any bot that came near, trying to mend his wounds from reentry and build a ship and drive to return home.

Ever since the engineer had been picked up he had been working with what few mechanically capable bots the prime had available, and he had quickly learned how to maintain their tech and had even started manufacturing highly useful weapons out of nothing but some scrap metal and those odd machines his mechanics still couldn't decipher.

Once the human had finished automating that, along with a few non sentient drones to maintain and feed the machine line, he had started with his experiments. The current source of at least a few of the primes headaches.

It had started off relatively benign, the human had just made a few cybertron grade weapons that worked at his body size, and then he had outfitted the bots close to his size with similar weapons. And then mech suits so the smaller bots were the size of larger bots, and then mech suits for the larger bots.

Massive bombs, giant mechanical spiders, a machine that seemed to do nothing but make objects around it randomly fall apart. Dozens of experiments, some helpful, most not. But the ones that were helpful? Like the energon machine? Well those were well worth the headaches.