As the speech starts, Prodigy inspects the setup that the Followers of Duck have put into place. The cables, the coils, the lasers...she thinks back to the 'duck ray' guns that she's had a chance to look at, though only briefly. She can see how it's meant to work. Broadcasting a carrier wave with the same properties as the 'duck beam,' over a wide area. But then...what about the Cluster Duck? And his goons? They had to have some way to avoid the effect.
In a flash, she saw it.
The guns. They'd pick up the carrier wave, and if they were set correctly, they could set up a cancelling resonation. But then, what if the carrier wave were wrong? Reversed, say? Excitement gripped her. The feedback would probably rupture their firing chambers! If it worked, they'd not only knock out the mass Duckifier, but stop the Cluster Duck from being able to use his weapons too!
Prodigy signals the Arac-Knight.
"Don't destroy the tesla coils. I have an idea. Keep an eye on everyone and make sure nobody's coming this way. I'm gonna be vulnerable for a little bit."
Flipping the polarity on the broadcast would require a large power source was the trick. If she'd had time, she might be able to use one or more captured rifles. She didn't. However, Prodigy did have a powerful energy supply on hand that she had some experience with the wiring of.
There was a pneumatic hissing as gold plates split apart in her armored suit. Pressure equalized, making little pops in her ears. Inside the Goldsmith was a young woman in a white skintight bodysuit with blue shoulders, gloves and boots. Golden foil was printed into the suit's forearms, chest, and thighs that looked like circuitry traces. She wore a small mask over her eyes. Thus revealed, Prodigy slipped out of the Goldsmith and scrambled around to the back, quickly entering a series of access codes.
a few minutes later...
With a pair of alligator-clamped cables connected into the glowing reactor core of the Goldsmith, Prodigy carefully clamped the other ends to the power cables snaking up to the antennae top. Timing was everything. She had to trigger the pulse just when the broadcast began, or it would either 'miss' the signal and fail...or start too late and let some of the harmful 'duck beam' out.
As Cluster Duck made his way onto the stage...she watched and listened...ready to go...
(Ze roll is a 9! Assuming Intellect and Specialty both count.)
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