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Ex Humanitas - Dave Synk - 01-18-2018
The distant cold Hall shivered with the machines twisted and moved throughout it, in perfect harmony and synchronization. In the Neural Chamber, Synk stood inside the heart of the Matrix, feeling, sensing through each end of his creations and even beyond throughout his nano-drones scattered in some key systems where his old mates ventured. He was almost all knowing, but not all mighty. His limits were grave and his biological nature was weakened. He was more machine than man. He computed, he processed, he created theorems, he sought the Cosmos' mysteries, he oversaw the entropy that resulted from the Sirius sector. He observed and he thought.
The massive asteroid was located into a distant Omicron system, the location was close to an entry point of his Slomon'K'Hara "friends". The massive spatial object had one secret entry that was not accessible by anyone. For the simple explanation that, on the entrance there was an illusion created by him, so nobody would find it by accident. The one's capable to pass through would've been either the beings of Light and his Commune brothers. Everything was planned accordingly and with great care.
When the Commune would eventually arrive, they would simply "know" as Synk would've sensed their presence for a longer time than they would've thought. The inner access had a small tunnel that revealed into a massive interior hall with several landing pads that were connected to the strange alien structures. These constructs were ancient and reforged into a synthesis technological marvel. Synk used his knowledge to grasp the power of the structures and create something new out of them. But it was even more stranger. Ever changing walls, bridges, installations of various roles existed inside this massive hall. Beyond the landing pad, a door-like entrance was at the bottom of colossal building with the same designs as the inner walls of the structures. The "ceiling" of this place resembled the stars, beautiful nebulae, solar systems, all were part of an intricate holographic system. It was not his style entirely, and it would most likely be against human logic. Something felt odd.
The massive asteroid was located into a distant Omicron system, the location was close to an entry point of his Slomon'K'Hara "friends". The massive spatial object had one secret entry that was not accessible by anyone. For the simple explanation that, on the entrance there was an illusion created by him, so nobody would find it by accident. The one's capable to pass through would've been either the beings of Light and his Commune brothers. Everything was planned accordingly and with great care.
When the Commune would eventually arrive, they would simply "know" as Synk would've sensed their presence for a longer time than they would've thought. The inner access had a small tunnel that revealed into a massive interior hall with several landing pads that were connected to the strange alien structures. These constructs were ancient and reforged into a synthesis technological marvel. Synk used his knowledge to grasp the power of the structures and create something new out of them. But it was even more stranger. Ever changing walls, bridges, installations of various roles existed inside this massive hall. Beyond the landing pad, a door-like entrance was at the bottom of colossal building with the same designs as the inner walls of the structures. The "ceiling" of this place resembled the stars, beautiful nebulae, solar systems, all were part of an intricate holographic system. It was not his style entirely, and it would most likely be against human logic. Something felt odd.
"The integration of the Cosmic determinism formula would result... in a causal effect upon the dynamics of the spatial fabric itself. By 0.34933% standard deviation. The time has finally come. My creations exceeded my expectations. I will proceed with the Icarus principle. I will see what happens on my guests."
RE: Ex Humanitas - Chrysalis - 01-18-2018
The Raven's Talon glided through space. Inside it, Hussaini sat immobile, hands crossed and eyes closed. He too was much changed. Crystalline growths, akin to glowing veins grew over the wall panels and between the delicate electronics. They pulsated a purple glow in the dimly lit conditions of his cockpit. He sat beneath them, his face and closed eyelids illuminated by each pulsing glow. He looked peaceful and inert, almost as if dead. Only his slightly moving chest suggested otherwise. A long tube descended from the roof and ended at his neck.
For the past day, he had been following it. The murmur, the buzzing melody, like a swarm of worker bees coming from the distance. The signal had been strong and direct, and he knew that it was complete. He knew that it was time to do what had to be done. Entering the system, he felt the call all throughout his body. He knew that it was close, and that it was calling out to him. He inhaled sharply, his eyes opened wide.
As he entered the Asteroid's orbit, he was positively thrilled, almost euphoric at what was about to transpire. The Talon drifted further, almost too close, the ship's display flashed a red warning. He kept the course despite it. It had to be here. And before he could even doubt his decision, it happened, the cloaked entrance revealed itself and the ship flew in. It passed through the initial levels, through the darkness, further into the depths. And passing through the final hatch, entering the Halls, he was almost blinded by light.
As his eyes readjusted, he observed the marvel of this hidden world. The Works that the Doctor performed in his absence. The shifting buildings, their geometry complimenting their function. The drones buzzing all around, their number beyond counting. He beheld, and saw that it was good. His ship hovered above the landing pad for a few seconds before descending. He got up from his seat. The ship touched down, and the cockpit opened upwards. The tube uncoupled from his neck and retreated automatically. He ran his hand over the back of his neck, turned and jumped out.
He felt the Doctor's presence as his feet hit the ground. The path was clear. He locked his eyes on the monumental building before him, and started walking.
RE: Ex Humanitas - PRJKTLRD - 01-19-2018
As instructed by Altair, Nomak was heading to the destination. The Omicron Lost.
He was already disturbed by the noises that the Neural Gestalt was producing. He couldn't sleep. But it seemed that not all of the users were getting this. Since he was already in Delta, and as he was done with some other work, his travel wasn't too long. He went through the jump hole and set his Sabre to fly towards the remains of what used to be a planet.
This whole experience couldn't give him peace, and he couldn't relax. It was him thinking of what he was about to witness, the noise from the implant that was stuck in his head for days and the sound of the MOX engines, that to him seemed like they were screaming. He wasn't feeling like himself. He was like a wolf without his pack, alone and looking for the first sight of his comrades, that would give him relief. It wasn't unusual for Synk to disappear here and there while he would be on his quests for knowledge, around Sirius. This time, however, it was something different.
He was sitting in his cockpit, with the elbow of his right hand being leaned on the knee and his chin leaned on the fist. He was looking forward, counting every second and every minute while wondering.
Eventually, he reached these giant rocks, but he was confused. He stopped before getting too close and mumbled to himself: "What now?" He was thinking for few minutes and then proceeded closer, with the computer alerting him about proximity which he ignored. Constant beeping sounds weren't helping in this whole chaos. Upon closer look, an entrance was revealed, which brought a slight smile on his face.
He navigated his Sabre trough this dark tunnel, slowly and carefully eager of what he was yet to see. The entrance behind him closed, and soon he found himself in the center where the landing pad was. He was amazed by what he saw around him, as he didn't expect such sudden transition of scenery. On the landing pad, he saw Hussaini's fighter, and he landed his Sabre gently with his cockpit lid being open. He got out of his fighter and walked towards Hussaini, who noticed him and stopped. As he patted Hussaini on the shoulder, he looked around and said: "This... this is amazing."
RE: Ex Humanitas - Dave Synk - 01-19-2018
The halls trembled from time to time, as a slow humming sound could've been heard. The tremble came from some sort of pulsations that came from somewhere deeper in the structures ahead. As Nomak and Hussaini stood there gazing at the surroundings, their mind was invaded with an overwhelming amount of information for some split seconds, enough for them to feel a little pain. Then a calm was felt throughout the Neural Gestalt, like the waves of the ocean. Dave's voice came, deepened and tranquil in the same time.
"You have arrived with 0.002 seconds earlier than I calculated. It's been a long time. But finally we are -here-. In the Halls of Genesis. In the apex of humanity's transcendence. In the image of Us and the idealism of our Gods. Further yourselves in.. you have much to see and I have much to tell you."
The massive door ahead began to deconstruct itself into smaller pieces as it revealed a very long corridor, but also a very large one. All of the surroundings were animated with the ever changing shapes and the dark purple and azure energy vines that were everywhere, slowly pulsating and vibrating the place. The two proceeded through the door and watched on the corridor's windows, the inner shell of the structure that seemed for them to go to infinity. They saw intricate massive machines, objects, energy pillars, pyramids, spheres, holograms, data feeds and many more wonders.
"I've found the answers to most of my questions, I have developed these gifts, from the great knowledge of the Slomon'K'Hara civilization, from what their Creators had left behind and with what I developed on my own. All of that, into this. I've taken the role of a Creator myself. Observe and grasp... brothers..."
"You have arrived with 0.002 seconds earlier than I calculated. It's been a long time. But finally we are -here-. In the Halls of Genesis. In the apex of humanity's transcendence. In the image of Us and the idealism of our Gods. Further yourselves in.. you have much to see and I have much to tell you."
The massive door ahead began to deconstruct itself into smaller pieces as it revealed a very long corridor, but also a very large one. All of the surroundings were animated with the ever changing shapes and the dark purple and azure energy vines that were everywhere, slowly pulsating and vibrating the place. The two proceeded through the door and watched on the corridor's windows, the inner shell of the structure that seemed for them to go to infinity. They saw intricate massive machines, objects, energy pillars, pyramids, spheres, holograms, data feeds and many more wonders.
"I've found the answers to most of my questions, I have developed these gifts, from the great knowledge of the Slomon'K'Hara civilization, from what their Creators had left behind and with what I developed on my own. All of that, into this. I've taken the role of a Creator myself. Observe and grasp... brothers..."
RE: Ex Humanitas - Chrysalis - 01-19-2018
Synk's voice washed over his mind and his senses, enough to sting the receptive part of his incubus brain. Hussaini shivered, though only for a brief moment. As he regained his composure, he turned his head to Nomak, his glazed over, inexpressive eyes not letting on what was going on inside his head. But Nomak could tell he was trying to figure out what was going on in his. He held the piercing eye contact for a while and his mouth curled into a smile before finally speaking. "And so it begins." He blinked once and turned his head to the direction of the voice, and the direction of the commotion. He observed the wild show of holographic extravaganza and violent energy discharges, his eyes moved frantically from one distraction to another. And then they stopped in place. He took a step forward, and kept on walking. "Let's not keep him waiting."
RE: Ex Humanitas - PRJKTLRD - 01-22-2018
A calm, peaceful sensation went trough Nomak's head. Synk's voice gave him the sensation of relief as he heard it, and the buzzing noise was gone. He was calm but yet wondering, what they will see. Without any words, he scratched back of his head gently and then walked by Hussaini trough the corridor, while observing and admiring to the marvel of Synk's creation all around them.
They reached the end of the corridor, and in front of them, another door stood. As they looked once again at each other, the door began opening. "This is it," Nomak said, as they observed the process.
RE: Ex Humanitas - Dave Synk - 01-22-2018
The door began to disassemble in the same manner like the initial one through which they passed. As they walked in, they observed the massive circular room that spanned upwards for at least 1.5 kilometer. The radius of the room was of several hundred meters. The surface was smooth, made by a multitude of patted squares. They looked like a mosaic but it was ordered. Through the floor, they saw energy mainstreams coming from all directions, but channeling themselves towards the center. They all pulsated with a vibrant azure color. Each step they pressed upon the ground, they noticed a faint magnetized hum. It was pleasant.
The middle of the room had a sphere that was suspended in a strong EM field. Towards it, hundreds of tubes were connected pulsating and slowly twisting their texture from time to time. Energy fluxes flew freely in the upper layer of the room, towards the ceiling, they resembled the patterns that they found in the Nomad Reactor, months ago. Synthetic life forms existed in several sectors of the room, well arranged. On the left side they saw a pattern of crystal-like flowers that pulsated with the same azure color. On the right side of their entrance, they noticed several synthetic trees, again with the same patterns. They changed their forms periodically. In the distance they noticed some animals of sorts. All of them synthetic. Basically what they thought at first it was that, what they actually saw was a massive artificial experimental ecosystem. It was indeed a wonder.
The Sphere in the middle had around it a series of suspended pylons that gave periodic electrical discharges into it. Synk's voice came into their Neural Gestalt yet again.
"The answer is no. You thought about the possibility of me.. creating it entirely ? I am not the author of this... by myself. I orchestrated this with my mind.. and the Light.. created it. I brought all my technological advancements from Terminus.... all my knowledge... everything as I was guided by my Gifts. And revived this forgotten treasure. Mixed with all I knew.. all I built.. it evolved into what you see. I established the perfect communion between a Human... machine.. and the Light.."
A blinding white light came in front of them, as suddenly they had the illusion that they were in space, observing a solar system. The detailing was incredible.
"What you see here... is somewhere... sometime. I can tell you the place exists. By the position of the Stars... is somewhere beyond our Sector. But that doesn't matter. You can imagine anything you want.. and you will see it. You can... experiment. This world ... has life. You can decide it's fate, you can decide it's purpose. You can decide it's evolution. The question is... to what level of knowledge.. you need to expand your existence... in order to grasp the powers... of the Cosmic Axiomity. Observe.."
The entire scenery zoomed through the atmosphere of the unknown planet. Hussaini and Nomak, felt like they were actually there. They had the sense that indeed, they had the laws of the Cosmos into their hands to shape this world they were on. They couldn't realize and understand what this might be actually.
"You wonder... is this real? Perhaps it is. Perhaps it is not. But I can assure you... this... is only a grasp of Their knowledge. In this way, our Gods observed us. Nurtured us. Punished us. Guided us."
The middle of the room had a sphere that was suspended in a strong EM field. Towards it, hundreds of tubes were connected pulsating and slowly twisting their texture from time to time. Energy fluxes flew freely in the upper layer of the room, towards the ceiling, they resembled the patterns that they found in the Nomad Reactor, months ago. Synthetic life forms existed in several sectors of the room, well arranged. On the left side they saw a pattern of crystal-like flowers that pulsated with the same azure color. On the right side of their entrance, they noticed several synthetic trees, again with the same patterns. They changed their forms periodically. In the distance they noticed some animals of sorts. All of them synthetic. Basically what they thought at first it was that, what they actually saw was a massive artificial experimental ecosystem. It was indeed a wonder.
The Sphere in the middle had around it a series of suspended pylons that gave periodic electrical discharges into it. Synk's voice came into their Neural Gestalt yet again.
"The answer is no. You thought about the possibility of me.. creating it entirely ? I am not the author of this... by myself. I orchestrated this with my mind.. and the Light.. created it. I brought all my technological advancements from Terminus.... all my knowledge... everything as I was guided by my Gifts. And revived this forgotten treasure. Mixed with all I knew.. all I built.. it evolved into what you see. I established the perfect communion between a Human... machine.. and the Light.."
A blinding white light came in front of them, as suddenly they had the illusion that they were in space, observing a solar system. The detailing was incredible.
"What you see here... is somewhere... sometime. I can tell you the place exists. By the position of the Stars... is somewhere beyond our Sector. But that doesn't matter. You can imagine anything you want.. and you will see it. You can... experiment. This world ... has life. You can decide it's fate, you can decide it's purpose. You can decide it's evolution. The question is... to what level of knowledge.. you need to expand your existence... in order to grasp the powers... of the Cosmic Axiomity. Observe.."
The entire scenery zoomed through the atmosphere of the unknown planet. Hussaini and Nomak, felt like they were actually there. They had the sense that indeed, they had the laws of the Cosmos into their hands to shape this world they were on. They couldn't realize and understand what this might be actually.
"You wonder... is this real? Perhaps it is. Perhaps it is not. But I can assure you... this... is only a grasp of Their knowledge. In this way, our Gods observed us. Nurtured us. Punished us. Guided us."
RE: Ex Humanitas - Chrysalis - 01-28-2018
Hussaini observed everything attentively, his face gaining an expressiveness unlike his usual self, full of child-like curiosity and excitement. They touched down on this remote planet, and the man that he once was swam to the surface once again, for a few brief seconds. He bent over and touched the ground. He knelt and ran his fingers through the dirt, picking up a handful and letting it flow through his fingers and back to the ground. He observed towering trees around him, and actually felt the wind as they swayed. He fixated his eyes on the swaying and twisting branches, almost mesmerized. But the more he focused on them, the more they seemed ethereal and unreal. He couldn't place it, but he strongly felt the whole scene was very uncanny. Then he remembered - it was a mere illusion. The worlds they were fighting for, the real worlds, were out there, far from this place.
"Quite impressive, Brother." He quickly reverted to his former self, his honest bewilderment disappearing with his momentary infatuation over the complex simulation. The Matrix' projection focused on his thoughts, and as he started walking, the landscape started changing beneath his feet. The ground disappeared, and only a marble-white, transparent surface of honeycombed tiles appeared beneath his feet. The atmosphere disappeared as well, in a similar fashion, and was replaced by a simulated starry night. This is how the Matrix chose to paint a representation of his mind-state, without his conscious input. Sterile and cold, without distractions. He stopped at one point and looked up to the perceived direction of Synk's voice. "You've created nothing short of a miracle here. But it seems to me that in your isolation, and with all these ample distractions, you've disregarded our Struggle in the outside world."
He couldn't help but squeeze in the passive-aggressive verbal nip, it was after all, his most honest and natural state. "The Great work suffers no delays, Brother. You've seen all the things we were forced to endure in this short time. The wheel of fate threatens to trample us all beneath it." He paused and made a few more paces around the flat, cold surface. "We need yet another miracle now. Is the Matrix ready for integration?"
"Quite impressive, Brother." He quickly reverted to his former self, his honest bewilderment disappearing with his momentary infatuation over the complex simulation. The Matrix' projection focused on his thoughts, and as he started walking, the landscape started changing beneath his feet. The ground disappeared, and only a marble-white, transparent surface of honeycombed tiles appeared beneath his feet. The atmosphere disappeared as well, in a similar fashion, and was replaced by a simulated starry night. This is how the Matrix chose to paint a representation of his mind-state, without his conscious input. Sterile and cold, without distractions. He stopped at one point and looked up to the perceived direction of Synk's voice. "You've created nothing short of a miracle here. But it seems to me that in your isolation, and with all these ample distractions, you've disregarded our Struggle in the outside world."
He couldn't help but squeeze in the passive-aggressive verbal nip, it was after all, his most honest and natural state. "The Great work suffers no delays, Brother. You've seen all the things we were forced to endure in this short time. The wheel of fate threatens to trample us all beneath it." He paused and made a few more paces around the flat, cold surface. "We need yet another miracle now. Is the Matrix ready for integration?"
RE: Ex Humanitas - PRJKTLRD - 02-23-2018
For one moment, Nomak thought he was on Samarra. As he closed his eyes he disappeared for a moment. He could feel the winds on his face and hear the sound of trees. However, this was brought to an end as soon as he heard Hussaini speaking.
"For a moment... I thought I was there. This is unreal..." - he said, with an obvious mix of feelings heard through his voice. He walked towards Hussaini and placed his hand on his shoulder, as he continued speaking: "Do not take Bassam too personal with his words. What you've done here is... out of this world? However, it is true what he said. The Great Work awaits."
RE: Ex Humanitas - Dave Synk - 03-19-2018
"Au contraire... my good brothers... one more thing.."
The scenery reshaped itself as both of them found themselves in the hall of an elegant victorian house. There was a brief moment of silence, followed only by the gurgling of boiling water coming from the nearby opened kitchen.
"Come in good friends.. please!"
The voice sounded more human and natural as how Dave used to be years ago. They both walked in carefully, seeing Synk preparing some tea. He was well dressed, baring the traditional Bretonian vest, half sleeved shirts. On his lower left pocket there was the smooth chain of a small watch. By their surprise, not seeing his face for a long time, they were a bit in awe. Bassam's apparent cold attitude turned slightly warmer as Nomak was definitely glad to see his old friend good and filled with life.
"It's cozy right?" Dave turned to them offering them a bright and wide smile. He looked perfect. No scars, no signs of implants or other deformities. "It is a dream? Perhaps... or perhaps not. What is a dream in it's essence? Isn't it something you want to always... feel? Tranquility?"
He poured in two solid white mugs some tea for both of them, making them a sublime sign that they could enjoy their drinks. Then the sound of someone coming down the stairs was followed by a suave feminine voice.
"Dave? Did you took your coat from Marcus'? He was supposed to bring it to you today, my love."
"Yes I did my dear... we have guests."
A young lady came entering the kitchen. She was very chiseled, a long curled blonde hair with piercing blue eyes. She wore a victorian style dress, long and elegant with smooth white embroidery around her neck, but distant enough from it, showing a decent cleavage.
"My friends, let me introduce to you my beautiful spouse... Ashley"
Upon hearing the name, both Nomak and Bassam were surprised in a very uncanny way. They knew who Ashley was and what meant for Dave. She was the tragic reason he started to follow the path of seeking knowledge and answers.
She smiled.
"Good evenin' lads. Dave told me a lot of great things about you.." She came near him giving him a kiss on his right cheek. Then Dave made a hand sign freezing her.
"What is the Great Work about... after all my brothers. Look at her. She is perfect. Every detail of it, perfectly recreated by the NGM. All of my memories embodied in this... construct. You might taste your tea... you wonder it's real tea? It is as real as you desire it to be. After all.. the Great Work isn't achieving what we dream, each in our own way.. to reach perfection and in the end... happiness?"
He made a pause smiling to them.
"No my dear friend Bassam. I never forgot what the Great Work is. The Great Work is whatever you wish it to be... search in your minds and you will see the very thing in front of you. It is... whatever you imagine it to be. Who can judge and tell you what is the reality or not? It is subjective. Perhaps... our Gods that's how they live now too. Perhaps the Light... that's how it continues to flicker on and on."
He took a sip of his tea and fidgeted with his small pocket watch.
"Imagine now all of this construct filled with the minds of our Sirian kin.. in unity... in peace... in harmony." He smiled widely.