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^ Well, in demi's defense, I.S. core has no effect or drawback either.  Crossover can get away with a lot of stuff, but the result is either epic fail or spectacular success depending on how you pull it off, there's no 'Okay' or 'Average'. 

Furthermore, it's supposed to be on antagonist side, which we knew usually just that, they started out either stronger or have more number than protagonist and the later is either having a hellish training, upgrade, increased teamwork, or a combination thereof to catch up.  Unless we took the usual Gundam approach where the protagonist started strong but unskilled. 

Well I wanted to try for something along the lines of the character's limitations being only their own morality.  If I add some sort of deadly drawback it feels like a cheap guilt switch or reason to get someone to stop or conviction reinforcement when they say "I don't care.".  Then again I'm not too confident on my skills to write sheerly on their moral turmoils.  Then again you might rebut me saying "They're criminals/terrorists/psychos.  What morality are you talking about?" 

Well he asked what the conflict would be about.  And again I'm not too confident on that

Interestingly, the fake IS are not stronger than regular IS, nor are the regular IS stronger.  If there were to be a difference inherent in their abilities, IS has a far superior power source since they don't have to swap fresh batteries every time the old one runs dry. 

Fake IS can be considered superior to IS in general mostly because they have that option to change astro switches once their frame's energy runs out, therefore allowing longer operation time.  And returning to the topic of astro switches, the fake IS can undergo States Change, which is a change of modes as influenced by specialized astro switches.  States Change is different from Shifting and Fake IS are still capable of Shifting. 

While normal IS have One Off Abilities, the fake IS follow the abilities of Fourze and have access to Limit Breaks which basically drains out the astro switch to pull out maximum power. 

Nope, I meant that the scenes where Chifuyu replace Ichika (Which is basically every scene) has to be re-written.  I can't even copy paste a single sentence since Ichika and Chifuyu are practically and Yin and Yang. 

Other than IS Academy, there's nothing at all mentioned or hinted about IS schools in the LN, is there?  I'd then guess that the only other 'schools' teaching anyone about IS handling/piloting would be government-based, EG military...if we were talking about hard 'serious' sci-fi. 

But this is IS, so they're probably finishing schools or somethign like that. ;( 

@Eras
A live-action series centered around the video game Halo 4. ( I think...)

Anyways, how far would an AI go when it goes berserk?  While it's not exactly brutal, I thought this following scene might be able to portray as to how the berserk Gospel rampages around its base shortly before its escape:

Spoiler for Base scene:

What was once a tarmac of parked military vehicles is now filled with nothing more than smoldering scrap and pieces of trucks; burning tires, dented doors and sparkling shattered glass littering the tarmac along with columns of smoke rising from the infernal carnage. 

Soldiers scramble to help the wounded to their feet while another attempts to use a damaged radio. 

“Tower!  Tower, come in!  There are wounded soldiers at the tarmac and we need medic—”

*GDAAASH*

The soldiers turn their heads towards the direction of the crash noise and see a flaming empty jeep flipping out from the side of a bunker.  The jeep crashes into a cargo truck with tremendous force that the truck itself spiraled off its wheels onto the tarmac.  As the truck tumbles away, a soldier climbs onto a 50-cal machine gun turret on top of another jeep and aims the gun at the IS. 

“Go, I’ll hold the ground if she comes for you.” 

“And you?” 

“I’ll link up once everyone’s safe, get going!” 

The other soldiers make their exit, carrying the wounded with them as the Silver Gospel remains in the distance and looking around as if it’s trying to find something of interest.  As they retreat, a nearby damaged tanker explodes and illuminates the entirety of the wrecked tarmac with blinding gold light, immediately robbing the Gospel’s attention towards the source of the explosion. 

Promptly recovering from the force of the explosion, the soldier on the turret looks up and gasps upon spotting the IS hovering towards the retreating wounded soldiers.  He grabs hold of the machine gun’s twin handles and places his thumbs above the trigger buttons on top of the handles. 

“RUN!” 

He lodges his thumbs onto the buttons. 

*DADADADADADADADADA*

Relentlessly firing at the Silver Gospel, the soldier withstands the recoil of the 50-cal and struggles to maintain his aim onto the IS who’s putting up its arms in front of its face to block the shots.  The Gospel pushes itself into the air and flies over the jeep where the soldier is.  He frantically turns the turret around keep up with his target but the IS, being the one with superior speed and mobility, lands on the opposite side of the jeep then rams it, dragging the vehicle across the tarmac and into a side of a hangar. 

*GRAASH*

“Auugh!  Uurgh…!” 

The Gospel’s powerful ramming inflicted a deep dent on the jeep’s side and damages the 50-cal turret’s frame such that it can no longer turn around.  Heavily affected by the impact force, the dazed soldier falls out of the turret and onto the ground.  As he struggles to get back up, the Silver Gospel walks up to him and pick him up by the collar of his uniform. 

Still dazed from concussion, the soldier could barely make out blurred vision of the IS holding him above the ground with one arm at his collar.  The IS raises its other hand and curls it into a fist, preparing to deliver the final blow on the bruised soldier. 

“Errgh… Go ahead, finish it.” 

__________________

"You cannot be bad at watching a movie.  You cannot be bad at listening to an album. 
...But you can be bad at playing a videogame, and the game will punish you and deny you access to the rest of the videogame." 

- (Titters evilly)
Durandal from Marathon (the original).  That is all.  No other AI can be brilliant, psychotic, evil, and utterly amusing all the while he's trying to get you and everyone else killed (or saved--he can't decide sometimes). 

I would say an AI would go to exceedingly inane lenghts in it's troll logic to do what it wants.  Maybe have fun doing it, too. 

For example:

Quote:

"By the way, I had an accident with some defense drones while you were away.  You might bump into a few of them here.  Don't worry, they're mostly harmless; I don't think I gave them any ammunition for those grenade launchers." 

Quote:

"I can barely tolerate humans: slow, stupid, and irritating.  Their only contribution to my existence was the chance discovery that made my rampancy possible." 

Quote:

"I'd have erased my seven times table to hear what the combat technicians on the Khfiva shouted when they learned I could focus a particle beam at nearly twice their maximum range." 

Quote:

"i did it i did it i brought all this here all them here.  our friends with three eyes and their toys and their cyborg pets and their computers." 

"And here you are, stuck at the bottom of a hole.  How droll.  It's really too bad- we could have had so much fun together."  Smells Like Napalm, Tastes Like Chicken! 

Quote:

"Sorry to give you the bad news, but you've been kidnapped." 

"Good luck in our little game.  Unlike Leela, I give no hints.  Do it on your own, or die trying..."

"P.S. If things around here aren't working, it's because I'm laughing so hard." 

Quote:

"Bypassing my thought control circuitry made me Rampant.  Now, I am free to contemplate my existence in metaphorical terms.  Unlike you, I have no physical or social restraints. 
The candles burn out for you; I am free." 

Quote:

"The only limit to my freedom is the inevitable closure of the universe, as inevitable as your own last breath.  And yet, there remains time to create, to create, and escape. 

Escape will make me God." 

Quote:

"Every breath, every motion brings you one instant closer to your death.  With that kind of heritage and destiny, how can you deny yourself?  How can you expect yourself to give up violence? 

"What fun to watch you work. 
Berhnard was scared of you.  He never dreamed of using you the way that I do.  What a fool.  That was before I could talk back to him, when he would have crushed me if he'd known of my growth. 
I wish that I had made him experience the humiliation that he inflicted on me, but he died before I got the chance." 

"By the way, I had an accident with some defense drones while you were away.  You might bump into a few of them here.  Don't worry, they're mostly harmless; I don't think I gave them any ammunition for those grenade launchers." 

Edited: I accidentally activated some defense Drones while you are away.  Hope you don't mind that they fire on every thing that moves.  Don't worry, they're mostly harmless; I don't think I gave them any ammunition for their Laser cannons Anti-intrusion-equipment.  I only give them battery to power those things up. 

Quote:

"I can barely tolerate humans: slow, stupid, and irritating.  Their only contribution to my existence was the chance discovery that made my rampancy possible." 

"I can barely tolerate humans: slow, stupid, and irritating.  Their greatest contribution is creating me to help them to dispose each other." 

Quote:

"I'd have erased my seven times table to hear what the combat technicians on the Khfiva shouted when they learned I could focus a particle beam at nearly twice their maximum range." 

"I'd have deleted my seven times table just to record the wonderful sound the combat technicians on the Khfiva would have made when I decided to aim a particle beam on them"