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These are Emerald Core's quotes in Magical Starsign.
Magical Starsign
Robotics
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| Robots operate strictly on the code written by their creators, members of the Espresso civilization. The robots gather materials and process them to create more robots, thereby allowing for optimal population control. Robots are also programmed to engage in economic activities with nearby life-forms to achieve goals. They are also equipped with formidable self-defense capabilities. Robots maintain their own battery cores. When their batteries run low, robots begin producing battery cores on their own. The manufacture of battery cores is based on data that has been collected by previous models, thus ensuring battery efficiency.
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| Robots use magical energy as their power source. Battery cores are manufactured using advanced artificial gummy crystals.
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Artificial gummies
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| Dark magic energy can convert moisture and carbon dioxide in the atmosphere into gummy molecule chains. These vaporized gummy molecules quickly dissolve in carbonated water. When light magic pressure is applied to vaporized gummy molecules, they form organic tissues and begin to crystallize. Natural gummies mainly nucleate around microbes and natant microorganisms when they crystallize. Crystallization properties change according to the core, and atypical ones behave like living organisms.
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| You can create artificial magic gummies by replicating the natural gummy generation process inside a manufacturing plant. The crystal becomes unstable when the crystalline nucleus is small. This is important, because if it's too big, the crystal quality deteriorates dramatically. Human life-forms with magical abilities make the best crystalline nucleus for an artificial gummy.
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Applepie's diary
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| Dr. Calzone asked me to fly over to Erd. This place has absolutely NOTHING! I can't believe civilization once flourished here. It's a lot different from Puffoon. I look up at the sky, and I feel like I'm going be sucked up. It's almost like I could just fly away here.
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| The moles are trying to communicate with me, but I don't understand a word of what they're saying. Stupid Calzone insisted that I talk to the moles. He definitely overestimated my psychic abilities. I'm no psychic slouch, and I still can't communicate with them!
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| I hear Dr. Calzone's group has begun working on a project to make robots fully automated and autonomous. Robots are already running wild everywhere. Is it really safe to let them run rampant? I understand their four-year plan is improving robotic Al. Four-year plan... That means I can't go back to Puffoon for four more years!
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| Al Ribbit Ribbit Alpha completed. The performance figures are off the charts. Dr. Calzone started the beta version, but he's bummed management hasn't given him the green light. I'm getting worried about him.
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| PSI capacity amplification test. Tables have sure been turned. Dr. Calzone used to make fun of PSI abilities, but nobody doubts their potential now. I wonder if the test will go well or not. Some people were excited to see ashes and flower petals falling. But they wouldn't tell me what had really happened. That made me a little sad.
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| Looks like they brought in more technicians again. They've also brought in a load of PSI techs. Do they have a clue that they're conducting tests on twisting and bending space? I'm not so sure. I don't quite get what the techs are thinking. In other news, I hear people and money have become scarce back home. I wonder if my folks are doing OK.
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| Dr. Calzone is acting weird. He says he'll send me back to Puffoon soon. I hope he's not just saying that. You see, when they decided to send me here, I said good-bye to my parents as if it were my last chance to say it. And I forgot to mention this, but I don't think the moles want us here. I'll sit down and get their story if I get more time to go out.
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| Al Ribbit Ribbit Beta completed. It's Dr. Calzone's pride and joy. I hear it can use PSI abilities. What's left now is to wait for approval back home and start mass production. I had a dream this morning. I left my body and flew over to Puffoon. I saw my parents there. But I cried a little when I woke up, because they didn't notice me.
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| Fifth warning from the brownies. Dr. Calzone is totally depressed. This is probably an ultimatum. Either leave the planet or cross swords with the brownies. But that's not something either Dr. Calzone or I can decide.
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| A day filled with accidents. Dr. Calzone has been gone for a while. I guess the plant is undergoing a major renovation. I'm spending days testing the amped PSI abilities. My own abilities have been on the rise, too. I used to be an average girl back when I was on the wind planet, except for, you know, my telekinesis skill. That made me a little weird. But now I can move battle tanks with my mind! I don't know how I feel about it.
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| Time to start packing. It seems we'll abandon the plant for now. They say the brownies are about to launch an all-out attack. I see several rock giants watching over the plant. Will the plant fall into the hands of the brownies? I'm happy to go back to Puffoon, but I don't want to leave some weird grudge behind. I'll be back here, anyway. What would be the point of being able to move a battle tank with my mind back on Puffoon? I'd be a circus freak.
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| Help me, Dr. Calzone! The robots are here! Dr. Calzone! Where are you!? You are logged in, right!? I smashed eight of the latest models. I'll wipe them out again if they show up. How many are there? Dr. Calzone! Anyone! Please answer me! Come quickly!
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