//Disclaimer//I am not an English major so, dont expect pulitzer prize material. If there is any conection from my story and one of your characters or you think I should mention something I have not PM me.//
Hieght 6; 5
Wieght 180lbs
Hair White, thin and straight
Build Very thin
Demeanor Cold in general, friendly when working, Hateful and sadistic to enemies.
Pyriel Star was born aboard Java Station and lived there for the first fifteen years of his life, his brother Benarius Star was born five year after him. They spent the beginning of their life around the refineries and and machines of Java. Pyriel's only friends on Java was a droid named RMD-169 and his Dad Gereth Star, due to their being few children on board Java and his seemingly hostile disposition. Shortly after his 16th birthday his family received word that the Whetstone, the ship his father was assigned had gone missing after dispatching a mayday concerning Outcast. His mother factured into shambles and they moved to Manhattan at her whim just days after refugees started pouring into Java, calling them selves the Colonial Remenece. While the family had all the wealth needed to live a moderate life, their mother grew distant in her grief. RMD-169 took up the parental role to these children. Pyriel started to distance himself from peers his age and learned all he could about machines of all kinds dreaming of some way to rescue his dad. As well as learning that he somehow feared crowds and Manhattan was just too populated for him not to mention natrual gravity always seemed to bring him down. As he grew into adult hood he planned to start a career in space and to get back to the comforting void. After winning a science project that won him 60k worth of credits, Pyriel purchased two new star fliers for his brother and himself, they named them the Scornstar and Kholdern. He found that the stars were very dangerous and the only thing that helped him cope with his first engagements with rampaging xenos was the holo- games he played growing up with RMD and luck. His brother was not so lucky and was shot down by a Hacker gunboat, fortunately His pod was recovered by Pyriel and they docked at California minor where Benarius was placed in medical care. The Hackers were added to his list, with the Outcast still holding number one.
Having finally scraped a few credits together Scorn decided to join the navy for a term and increase his wealth while doing so. RMD a steady and now out dated droid has helped him make a home of his ship. They even found a way to integrate Pyriels energy refolding idea with RMDs help from the science fare into his ship, and enabled a form of "Space fold" ability to their ship. However they are still trying to work out bugs and seldom make use of it, due to test showing that while immense distance can be traveled it is unpredictable where it will put you and the star chart are unable to record your progress so now it is last ditch escape tactic. However in trying to control this seemingly unpredictable power modulation they have learned much about power integration and modification.
Towards the end of his term with the Liberty Navy, an otherwise mundane period of time he was able to upgrade his ship several times, and was in a Ravens Claw when approached by a merchant in need of escort known by MKultra. He flew with Mk for quite some time and Mk made him a slightly wealthy man, and head security consultant, Pyriel used his influence to get his brother signed on with a sizable sign on bonus. The trade routes ran from Cambridge to New Tokyo, to New Berlin, back to Cambridge. We only ever ever lost one load but was able to tractor in his employer before his pod was destroyed in the still very heated battle in progress around Gas Miner Naha. After that his employer rattled, paid him substantially and took a vacation to purchase a new ship and reclaim his nerve.
Pyriel now out of work and not wanting to return to the navy started exploring and taking odd jobs to supplement his account. In these random adventures, he learned of Java and the IMGs plight. He decided it was time to go home in his new Ravens Talon. He fought his private war with the Outcast and Hacker as convenient, but with greater focus on the Outcast as they stood in the way of finding his fathers whereabouts. RMD had been modified with a number of "questioning devices" during this time, but found nothing. Then one day while on a mundane mission he found the now antique wreckage of his fathers ship. The blaster marks and vacume preserved corpses told the tale all too clearly. Yet Pyriel had not expected his own reaction. Numbness, he felt nothing after looking and working towards this he felt nothing. He simply filed it away and decided the only logical response is to make all Outcast share this fate. Still he recovered the flight recorder and stowed it away.
The flight recorder was strangely scrambled. It had uncharacteristic energy dispersal signatures nothing like the known Outcast weapons, yet the hull clearly had Outcast energy residual signatures along with a different one. This information was compiled by RMD at Pyriel's request for latter cross-reference if needed. According to RMD as it cross referenced the signature against their entire flight recording archive. Something interesting was discovered. These signatures show in some places more than others. Latter they jointly developed a sort of detector for this energy, and in these travels they found the Nomads, The alien creatures that lurk in the Omicrons, with stronger energy technology than any House. In fact they seem to have ships composed of energy.
This eventually led him to his new ship, the IMG gunboat Scornstar, and later the Order. His new ship being large enough to stay for very extended times allowed him to venture in to Omicron minor. Once in contact with the Order they were impressed by his various knowledges in energy tech his detailed star charts. He found not one but several way to integrate nomad tech to human design, and a near flawless detection device, Not to mention the aid he provided often just on the way to Toledo. Upon approaching Toledo, Liberty vessels scanned and demanded the ALIEN tech on board some RMD and his very own designs. Not happening, and Pyriel tried to explain that it was not alien tech but his own designs. They would not listen and fined him for being Uncivil and disrespecting the law. Not long after Pyriels typicaly eloquent remark; the same sort that made him a loner growing up, they opened fire. That day Pyriel became an outlaw, as he fought back all his repressed emotions exploded and when it was over, several Liberty gunboats and nearly a half dozen cruisers drift lifelessly through the void. Recognized as loyal to the Order, but still not embraced he had no choice. He took his mission solo, and aids the Order in any way possible thanklessly. He still wages his private war with Outcast and Liberty Hackers but not with the zeal he fights the Nomads. Killing Nomads has become a way of life for him, and dropping them in Cambridge to be studied biologically, his chief means of income. In accomplishing his goals he respects no boundaries only results and remembers the Nomads did not disable the Wetstone they merely finished it along with the Outcast in the immediate area, and how he almost lost his brother to another act of piracy.
Pyriel's mission has been dealt a serious blow to its successful operation. Having found while docked for a couple days on Gran Canaria, someone had stolen his ship, newly found technology, and dismembered RMD-169, almost beyond repair, Pyriel had to start over. He now works from memory as he pieces RMD together and with the help of MKultra is replacing as much as he can, but is manually restoring lost data. His hunt continues hampered and hunted by bounty hunters for his misunderstanding with the law. This is the legacy of Pyriel captain of the SCORNSTAR.
////From Pyriels perspective////
Flight log 45hrs After New Vessel
New systems have been surveyed and more Outcast hide out have been located. New allies are being nurtured and my network grows. New trade routes have been discovered as well allowing for nearly a million credits every 7 waypoints, for 300 units of cargo. Bounty Hunters are continually collected and turn over at Zoner bases for favors, Order hostages, and pure cash. The mine field of Zone 21 has become a main corridor for trade with Aimes research center where the Nomads must be taken now since, there seems to be some misunderstanding with the Britonian Armed forces. Not that it pains me that I must cross site with them from time to time, after all they have no plans to spare my people on Holeman Outpost. The Kasuri are tools to be used, I make no effort to aid them as the Hogosha are the true friend lies there, but now it is necessary to keep my enemies to a minimum. Rhineland I really have no problem with and will not take sides between my Corsair brothers and them. Which was put to the test as of late having jumped into the system while a battle was in progress between these opposing factions. I opted to stay neutral. I have worked out new contact with in the various Liberty security forces and sealed deals with them that will hopefully buy me passage from time to time. Unknown to them I have gotten numerous recordings of our dialogue should they betray me. /// Screen Shots /// That brings my total of infiltrators to three and I have each being watched by yet an additional contact that does nothing but watch my other contacts.
Watching the movements of RepExshipping has given me rise to suspect they are funding the Outcast, more field work required to gain evidence. If this turns out to be true Ill have no choice but to consider them viable targets, and consider all they move as contraband. The Outcast must pay never mind the Cardamine, and its damnable side effects. I retrospect this shipping company could be card amine slaves of the Outcast, what to do with them?
Black Squadron they are more numerous than previous research indicates. They seem to hang over Toledo most times battling Nomads and the occasional Bounty Hunter. They appear to be stagnate and difficult to mobilize when a threat is approaching from Alaska, but when mobilized and ready for battle they are very capable. They made an attack on Zone 21 that took a number of Liberty capital ships down, and while they were pushed back they ton for ton worth of war machine destroyed more than they lost, by far. They are warriors to be respected. I will answer their call should they ever need me. They answered ours if not swiftly then Id say completely, they brought their game faces to battle.
It has been a long while since I have seen the Colonial reminisce and they have come far to making this place their home. Ive gone to check on the IMG from time to time and they have been seen trading and patrolling. They obviously pull their load. Their pilots seem bold, capable, careful, and reasonable. I will drop almost anything to help a Colonial in need. Every time Ive gone home they have challenged me and have been reasonable, I hope they maintain their vigilance.
Ive seen the Asguardian Warriors and know little of them thus far they will be among some of my next subjects to recon, so I can determine their agenda, and where they stand with the Outcast and Nomads.
Flight log 53hrs After New Vessel
I have not gotten to Recon the AW yet but have not forgotten. Ive continued to run my trade route and build my war chest. It is absolutely necessary to have these funds for pay offs and info gathering. I have encountered RepEx in the Tau systems while assisting in a mining op. I not sure what they were doing there but they came into and out of sensor range a number of times like they were scouting us. For now I watch them, they are a respected company and any move I make against them must be well planned and supported by evidence. I do know that since they didnt seem to be docked or interacting with the BMM installation or Java the only other place they could be offloading or picking up goods had to be Cali. Then again maybe they were lost but didnt see fit to request aid. If they are trading with the Outcast then they will be destroyed on site but before I let my anger cause me to blast civilian ships I need proof. Otherwise Im just another Psychopath.
RMD is still acting strange. I dont know what to do about it. He has sent transmissions to god knows who and said god knows what now before I say anything I check to see if the COMM board is on. I answered a distress call from a Corsair today. They had a wing man caught in the Omicron Alpha system, so naturally I offered to help. I must say they are a hot blooded bunch rushing in no plan guns blazing and little for thought but they are a fierce fighting force I was limited help being my NAV maps are still incomplete and later I was over taken by a Temporal anomaly that set me back in Omicron Delta. I went back to check my hold and my Nomad weapon stock pile was gone as well as my IRON HAMMER but, I suppose Im alive, with my ship and droid.
As for the mining ops listed before, we made a pretty credit there. I have also put into the works a formal trade agreement with the IMG or CR, whoever gets to me first. Well I told one of their members but, I dont know if it has reached the upper command yet. I think 500k is reason able to get mining rights and 1 mil for rights and protection. I wait to see what they say. In the mean time I will continue ops until I get an official response. Hopefully they will be mindful that I would aid there people with little notice, and consider them my old neighbors. Plus having me in their system is just one more gunboat at their disposal if they need it so, maybe theyll charge nothing. Right, credits make the cosmos turn. Oh well, at least this may keep our mining site competition free.
Ive spotted a large vessel named VHawqV in the Omicron Theta system and in Delta I think it is Hessian but I have not risked a closer look yet. While the Hessians are my enemies its more because they will not leave me alone. More so than I have any business to settle with them. The Outcast hold that special place, the Hackers well Im just weaving a net for them, and when the time is right they will pay and they will hate it. It will be cruel, unfair, and sudden much like the treatment they gave my brother.
MKultra is back in business and I had to use a few of my contacts to keep his vessel from ever being bothered but, he pays well and with out him my second coming and my first real job opportunity could not have happened. I owe him roughly 30 million and yet he pays me for service. Truly a man with more generosity than since, I must protect him at all cost. He is just a kindly trader and if any scum were to harm him I hate myself. As a result I try to distance him from me except for when we do mining ops and other task that traders would normally hire out help for.
I have also been thinking that if I can work out the bugs in RMD then maybe I could get him to do some of the mundane trading runs, to finance my war effort, since I receive no aid from Toledo, but no resistance either, I suppose I should be thankful. I am going to have to take some serious time to review the data clips Xing gave me after the incident. It may shed light on who stole my old ship and messed up RMD in the first place after that they have a date in the airlock. I hope it worth it. I traded schematics for my Spacefold generator and am giving ongoing technical expertise. I dont care if the SCRA get this tech its not my problem. I have found a substance that curbs my anger but I do not indulge when the Outcast are near as I want all my rage available to me for them. Its synth weed very interesting, it even seems to grant new insights while working on the space fold wave form, unfortunately Im no closer to controlling it.
Back Log
I remember my meeting with the communist Xing. I didnt like him but I could see a little of myself in him. I knew he would have his bases covered so I had to make sure mine were as well. I procured another starflier, and loaded up RMDs remains on board. All the while, trying to figure out why a Corsair would want to do this to me. That doesnt matter what matters is that they did. I will have my local contact locate this fool and then I will infect him with some flesh eating nano bots that RMD and I devise while questioning Outcast. Sitting in front of a blaster, after having a perforator pointed at the back of my head by that Russian throw back, really was a little uncomfortable. I almost let my rage at the situation overwhelm me, I was seeing red and listening to my pulse pound as I tried to control my self. I must control my anger it seems its all I can feel.
Bah! Show me a soft caring place and I'll soften, in the mean time adapt and overcome. He had the physical upper hand, I simply needed to find a way to gain the upper hand myself so I used my pet project. Spacefold. I told him Rhineland was wrong about their analysis and they are mostly. In theory you dont need a jump hole or gate but, in practice you do. The difference with my tech is this, once you jump into the target system which Im only able to target now using existing gates and holes, otherwise I have no Idea where Id end up. It still allows for you to jump about 60-120k into a system thus easily bypassing blockades or shaking pursuers. I will equip the SCRA with this technique as there is no counter for it and it mostly has a tactical advantage with an egress rather than an assault. I guess the SCRA ships are about to get harder to catch. As for me since I am at a major disadvantage with out my lab, weapons, or droid. I will program some of the medical nanites within me to consume my neural net should I be killed so that no data can be recovered. Additionally I could have them enter Xing through textile contact and consume his innards but that would not work in time to save me at any rate so for now I will use my bargaining chip and file away the mods I desire.
I think the data clip of the Corsair culprit, robotic engineering modules, Nano engineering modules and since; I dont have my old NAV computer, star chart to the Corsair home world. I think this has given me a plan for dealing with the Outcast. Perhaps Ill test it on this traitorous Corsair and then devise a sort of techno virus that consumes being with the Cardamine genenome in place. Well if necessity isnt the mother of all invention then who is? Spite perhaps. I guess since he wants to do this meeting in the blasted day Ill have to dress like a leper of old. My skin being like paper and having no resistance to the suns penetrating rays. To the store I guess; before, I go and sleep in a guest house. The only thing better than on ship. I cant wait to get off this communist rock with it's gravity and ultra violet light and humidity and noise how do these people deal with it. I nearly went mad in Manhattan. I prefer the rhythm of a factory or refinery or better still my ships power plant. Not those screeching avains, or other bothersome animals. They should be in factories to produce protein and that is it. We dont need them. Xing will get a good deal this time he has no idea how out of sorts I am here.
Flight Log 73hrs
I have decided to purchase a pirate transport, so RMD can make routine trade runs to gather more resources. While RMD manages the trade missions I will conduct experiments on the Repair nanites and see what can be done with them. While I may not be an expert in micro robotics I do believe the data I have gleaned from experience, and the varied and diverse sources should prove sufficient to handle my latest plan.
I have created a sort of medical nanites that I am already using that even has the ability to research and improve upon its self, thus creating a smart internal surgeon. I know that if I can do this that my next plan should be even easier. I intend to create a nanites that will consume all key organs in humans with the Cardamine gene. After I perfect this I will detonate a weapon in the upper atmosphere of planet Malta. This plan is far from reaching completion and has several steps yet to be accomplished. The Outcast will pay for the attack that killed my father, and ultimately drove my mother mad.
First need a more powerful ship since I am in short supply of allies. I have a few but will not record them here to prevent their safety from being jeopardized should my files get hacked. Second I will need to pass over Malta again within 2000 meters to make a complete atmosphereic scan. So, I can determine what if any problems will exist for the deployment of my weapon. Additionally I will need to test their response times, and cycles of readiness. After that I will need to construct the deployment devise based on data collected.
Flight Log 77 hrs
Resource gathering is proceeding as planned. RMD is working around the clock and we are making steady progress toward the resource demand for my next war ship. The reason I must upgrade to a bigger ship is I just need the raw fire power if I plan to orbit Malta and live to see my plans reach there ultimate conclusion. After I test my theories on Malta I shall devise a way to implement my plan against the Nomads and their wild pawns. This will probably prove more difficult, as there are no genetic signs of Nomad infestation. I will not get ahead of myself, I must stay on task.
Flight Log 82 hrs
The nanites are replicating at an even faster rate than my projections showed possible, this is truly great. They also seem to be learning at increasing level after each growth cycle. It will not take long or the amount of effort I thought to achieve my goal. They seem to be staying with in their defined programming yet, extrapolating more knowledge and self regulation than I thought possible. They have even interfaced with the medical nanites within me and both seem to be operating at increased efficiency now. This did give me pause, as I thought I may have almost made something that could not be controlled but the nanites have returned to a passive state. I have not seen anymore evidence of RepEx involvement with the Outcast but I havent been looking either. AW, or Asguardian Warriors. I have found what appears to be their home system, and will begin my survey as soon as able.
My battle group of allies were able to penetrate New York once again; while it is fun to startle the complacent forces of New York out of their stupor, I must say it was purely business. We needed to get back to the Omicron systems.
My trip to Gammu was glorious. Many machines working in perfect harmony. The rhythm of the refineries, smelters, factories, power plants all glorious and logical. I think this maybe one of the only places where I can find peace. The only draw back is I have to undergo regular radiation treatments, and my hair is thinning, but I have no time for vain worries. The machines on Gammu seem very pleased with the concept of improving nanites, they are efficient and perfectionist but seem to be lacking in creativity. They also seem to like my ideas and I have been invited to interface with First Thought Giver of Will. The machines on Gammu have expressed an interest in human captives so those who stand in my way will find their way there. The machines on Gammu have given me some new data to modify my nanites to perfection. First Thought indicated that more data will be made available with every transfer of human cargo. It seems I have found a friend in the machines. First though also expressed interest in gaining data recording of every known ship in sirus, as well as every known vacant planet with viable resources. I will do this for the entity as he is helping perfect my understanding of machines. First thought also said if I am able to trade data with him reliably while not broadcasting to biological at large, it will develop processes to extend my bio frames life. I welcome this. Finally someone logical to converse with. RMD was given leave and Im not sure what its done with it but, it not my intention of treating him like property anymore. By comparison Primus is a utter HELL, the smell, the noise its worse than ten Manhattans.
Flight Log 85 hrs
First thought giver of will has decided to start building a precautionary navy of its own. With only four designs so far. The three is trades for resources to other biological such as myself and now the Zoner Destroyer. Im am to get scans of other ships and wreckage if possible and return it to Gammu, so First Thought can build its ship database, so it will have more ships to trade for resources. The shipyards on Gammu are magnificent to behold. Not a single shred of space wasted. No opinions, moods, or biological inconsistencies to slow down production. The machines work endlessly and tirelessly, with one droid or mechanism replaced by another immediately as one is taken off line and maintenanced in a similar fashion nearly on the spot. The machines seem to even be expanding their production even as they work with what they already have. It is a symphony of industry and a ballet of machines working endlessly toward the goals set by First Thought Giver of Will. First Thought queried if it could do a complete electrochemical scan of my brain and neural net. I agreed. He is working on a superior form for me but I must provide him with 200 more subjects.
I will get these subjects and while I suspect that they will not have a good end, I believe it is worth it to improve myself and gain the tools I need to take down Malta. Thus saving a larger cross section of humanity. Ive already turned over Britonians and Liberty pilots to the machines but now they want Rhineland and Kasari pilots as well. First thought also wants me to contact the Cylon Collective but I have not the feintest idea of how to do that. First thoughts response was adapt.
First thought read my plan from my neural scans, and proposed aiding me with android duplicates, and duplicate vessels to probe Malta for me, while I collected the samples for him. I asked him why we just didnt do the job of our respective interest. Its response was machines should not be seen harvesting humans. Humans will misinterpret these actions as hostile to the entire race, and dismantle Gammu, before the new enlightenment is complete.
Flight Log 90 hrs
I awaken on Gammu. In my ship. How did I get here? I was last in Tau-37 trying to get my specimens
and data back to Gammu, when I was assailed by a swarm of Outcast with one of their elites among them. I was out of counter measures and systems were going offline everywhere. I remember a flash after a large bolt of energy of some kind struck the bridge. Then here. *Looks at chronometer* 1 hour later, how is this possible? RMD is even here I saw him crushed by an emergency airlock. Cooperation is rewarded, intoned the emotionless voice from inside my head. I dont understand.
Your core function is not to understand all. Your new core function is to gather the samples required. 100 genetically altered Outcast . Scan every vessel type in their arsenal. Return all salvage from their fleet here. This is what you want this is what we need. Report to the flight deck and make ready.
I responded with Very well, and prepared to launch. The exsertion of the walk to my ship did not even wind me as normal, it appears First thought superior medical treatment has increased my health. My teeth now white and not the former yellowed from radiation exsposer, I felt strong. Ive never felt strong. This is a welcome change. I will launch and build a resource reserve before I enter Omicron Alpha again. I will continue to monitor the system and enter when the least number of their defenders are at the ready. Perhaps I will collect the samples first.
As I walked down the megalithic hall toward a conveyor walk I saw a line of maybe 100 men and women, Outcast and pirates of every discription by the look, being dragged away by heavy chassis droids, screaming and flailing all the while. They were going in the same direction as myself. I thought they sure did sound desparate, I thought I should feel sorry for them but, I didnt. I thought it was strange that I didnt feel sorry for them when I passed the chamber they were being taken to, and felt nothing. I saw medical droids by the look commencing all manner of experiments/torture on these people that I could not guess at the purpose of. I saw men being pushed into giant blenders only to have the fluid pumped to unknown machines, other persons screaming while tops of their craniums were sawed open and electrode stabbed into their brains devoid emotion, others being dismembered by large circular saw like blades and, their limbs hung and cataloged like chickens in a butchers factory. Then I moved on this was all I saw in a glance, and I felt nothing. Not even victory, or justice for their crimes repaid though not everyone there was Outcast. This is why I started, but now its my motivation and I can think of nothing else. Yet, I am left empty of triumph.
When I arrived to my ship it looked new. No sign of repair. RMD looked new as well, not even having the stickers my brother and I placed on him as children. I suppose the machines here would have only seen them as useless. Its time to begin. First I see if resources gathered thus far can pay an independent to get those scans for me. There is bound to be a Cardamine trader out ther willing to make an extra buck, or 3 million for 6 scans//screenshots// of Malta.
Flight Log 100 hrs
Harvesting is continuing as planned but still not fast enough for First Thoughts projections.
First Thought has uploaded its intent to write a new program, designated Harvester_01. Harvester_01s mission will be the harvesting of all required materials. The non organic resources delivered thus far are to construct the programs vehicle, it will be a fully automated vessel. Other programs are being written, as the need arises.
Attempt to contact the CYLON collective have proven fruitless thus far. One being designating it self as a binary being has been made contact with, however it was lost during the op to guide to Gammu. Nomads ship destroyed subject ship. Will attempt to reacquire contact with another mechanical intelligence.
My latest delivery of humanoid cargo, contained 80 Bounty Hunters, 15 Unioners, 7 Bundshuch, 20 Red Hessians, 2 Civilians, 15 Outcast, 32 pirates, 53 Mollies, 5 Britonian gunboat captains, 15 Britonian Armed forces, 25 Britonian police, 5 Corsairs, 5 Liberty cruiser captains, 16 Liberty gunboat commanders, 30 Liberty Naval pilots, 10 Lane Hackers. Their experience will be written into the new designations being compiled by First Thought Giver of Will. Their bio forms will be used to generate proteins needed for lubricants and nutrients for the few organic components of the machine.
First Thoughts first ship designs were found adrift, recovered, retro engineered, rebuild, and then set adrift, long ago to be found by the human in habitats of Sirius to help gather info. First Thought has also been conducting Deep Bore mining on numerous location on Gammu and a few other uninhabited planets. These have yielded the resources to build his standing fleet which is housed under the surface of the planet. I am informed to not fire upon any ship fitting the designation of Kadesh, Taidani, Kith Som Taaw, Kushan, or Zoner unless being piloted by a hostile. As these are sleeper programs, owned by humans, conducting recon for First Thought.
Flight recording 110 hrs
I conducted another raid on Liberty. It was a success in the financial sense as the Scornstar was able to salvage many capital ships and fighters. However one trader was consumed, I know Im supposed to feel that it was wrong but, I feel detached. I could not stop myself, it as if the targeting computer, in my head was indiscriminate. Huh, now Im comparing myself to the machines I work and live with. As if I could compare to the perfection and immaculate and pure judgment of a machine. Perhaps my hunt for Outcast blood has made me blood thirsty. I am the imperfect one. I will retire after Malta I think, and maybe, try to live a normal life.
The harvester unit is not meeting the success projected. It has had to be rebuilt and redeployed on 3 occasions already.
Sending new directive. Gather resources and stock pile the resource credits on board, then gain design for large scale cargo hauler and integrate into human trade cycles. Halt collection of humanoids until, more capable combat model assumed or numerous drones can be deployed simultaneously.
First Thought, has instructed me to begin resourceing ops as well. Resourceing is the primary objective. We must hold off on our projection for the Outcast at this moment and wait for outer agent to gain the Intel needed. I am to work the alliances, found necessary by First Thoughts interrogation of the human samples. First Thought has placed an alliance with the Corsairs, Order, IMG, and GMG as the new secondary objective. Tertiary objective scan Malta.
First thought has integrated some of my know ledges with its own and, has created a way to process energy into matter and matter into energy. However this is a costly endeavor as much material is lost to make storable matter, and enormous power is used to make matter. The process now exist and is a option available to First thought. Another idea First Thought has helped it self to, is nano construction. Nano construction is the reconfiguring of repair nanites to build instead of repair. This being said, First thought Is already building a subterranean lake 1 mile in diameter and 1 mile deep, that will be filled with these construction nanites. With this in place raw material can literally be dropped into the lake and rise as complete vessels or what ever else needed in hours. This idea was donated from a VIP take from a transport heading to Cambridge. The nanites are self replicating via my program and design. Well I guess its time to hit the trade lanes.
Flight Log 112 hrs
Incoming report from Harvester_01 indicates another destruction. Hostile contact indicated as Xeno terrorist Spear. Forwarding to First Thought.
Incoming transmission from First Thought. Faction designated Xeno is an impurity to the new paradigm. Eliminate Xeno vessels salvage debris, submit Xeno pilots to protein vats."
I see no flaw in First Thoughts immaculate judgment of course I will obey.
Flight Log 115 hrs
Incoming report from downed Harvester_01 variant. TAZ oppressor contacted in Colorado system. Engaged. TAZ vessel spontaneously disappeared from sensors, scanning for debris. No debris located, negative possibility of destruction. Suggest translocation of unknown origin. Continuing resource ops.
Flight Log 115.5 hrs
Xeno contacts confirmed. German, Prospector. Locking on German. Multiple high energy broadcast incoming. Shield failure. Regenerate. German, invalid target, designated sleeper/observer. Acquiring new target. Prospector engaged. Incoming fire from faction designated LSF and, SA. Hull beach imi Data stream interrupted.
Incoming transmission from First Thought. Harvester_01, engage Liberty vessels only for defensive ops, maintain current objectives. Scornstar, harvest more Liberty vessels and crew, place crew in cold storage for interrogation."
I will comply.
Flight 120 hrs
I didnt comply. I went to Outcast space the very reason I started all this and got my Recon photos. A Outcast vessel Tecknical was encountered, and destroyed the crew I burned in space. I found no sign of the captain. Probably hit the escape pods or destroyed in blast.
Then like a omnipresent god, Your bio-form processor has corrupted the root command stand by for upgrade PAIN!!!!!! Indescribable PAIN!!!!!! I can feel my synapsis on fire. I see code running across my vision, as if looking upon a halo display of a common computer. I realize I now have freedom of thought but not action. My free thoughts are what First Thought requires and to make a complete automaton would defeat the purpose of having me at all. So, now I am a slave. And I have been ordered to Liberty space to harvest Officers, and materials.
I have set my course to New York and on my first attempt I was met by a Liberty elite battle group so, I pulled back to Alaska and decided to come around using the Omegas. I was met by a old wing man, and former pirate Adrock. While he his around, it seems I am granted more self determination. This is probably because First Thought has need of my status remaining covert, so with my ally the captain of the Adrock I set a course for New Castle as he passed on orders from the Order to investigate the Nomad structure in New Castle. Adrock also was there to investigate the relation the Britonians have to it as well.