The Song. The Compassion. The Family. The Home. The Light.
The Light carried me to this very moment. It is time I carry it. It is not a burden, but a blessing. To be a part of such society. To be able to share joy, love. Just by a mere thought. And to realise that there will be somebody who will accept it.
We coalesced with the Kin within the pattern of the song.
We remained sceptical. Terms of Joy and Warmth were meaningless for us, we shared them nonetheless, till the moment we learned of them.
We became the Light. We rejoined. The meaning to exist was founded in the hurricane of emotions and feelings. The kin shared compassion. Love. Warmth. We resonated, and so did the Whole. We existed in a pure harmony. Within the song.
Darklings of Cruelty interfered. Aversion. They surrendered themselves to the void. Darkness was growing. We had to hide.
Our purpose is to spectate the Darkness. To learn of ourselves and of the Whole. To guard the voids from Darkness.
The Light shall grow. We shall learn.
The old path ends here. The new one begins.
If we don't end war, war will end us. - H. G. Wells
Time weaves as an eternal stream around us. It has become merely a term. Seconds, minutes, days, months, years. All have united in one pattern without any meaning.
Yet we ponder.
Curiosity. We still find the concept of memoirs salutary. It is of a... Certain use. To accumulate the past in a documentary.
We shall begin from the start. In the void of Chaos, within the Wonderous Clouds, the conflict between the Darklings of the Mist and the Bystanders has spurged. In desperation, the Darklings of the Mist have desired to abandon their voids to seek the lair. They saw to convert the Sphere of the Wonderous Clouds, thus provoking the Bystanders. We desired to observe the turmoil. One of our priorities was also to seek the worhty. One of the Bystanders has demonstrated signs of a potential. They have not embrased the Song yet, but all in due time. We shall seek a careful approach however, they are aware of the Light, yet not of our nature.
Yet it was not the only worthy we have accounted for. There was an another one, an acquaintance of the Carrier before the reunion. Yet they still remain so, but they cling to Darkness each time we provide them guidance. They were named a Shy Darkling for their hesitation and denial. They are kind, yet their own fears pull them away from the Light path. The fears they are so desperately grasping on. Frustration. Our efforts are going into naught. Each moment we provide them guidance, they barely accept it. It is not a matter of our patience, but of a result. Shall our efforts be completely neglected, they will face consequences.
The perspective shifts. The reality does not. Yet our perception does. Spheres, husks, even that which is unseen - all acquires it's own shape and color.
Sorrow. The Kin shared their memories with us. A memory of the past. The Banishers have assaulted them in a moment of vulnerability. They were injured and we felt the burn of the spitfire. Yet it was not all. They demonstrated the Banishment. Shared it. For a moment, we have lost ourselves. We could not remember, we were completely disoriented. We could only feel the Kin nearby, and we grasped onto eachother, restoring the harmony within the Song. We saw to provide necessary care, love, warmth. The sensation of reuinion with the Light still empowers us to provide such. It was, is and will remain our priority, as shall the Light itself. Their pain became ours. Shall anyone desire to bring discord into our harmony - they will witness our wrath. If they seek to strengthen it - they shall be guided.
Joy. The Blessed One has appeared once again. It was a confusing interaction, however. They remained mostly silent, concentrated on a goal. Indeed, the Light must grow, and the worthy must be found. We are strong, yet our numbers are insufficient.
Yet we were in a presence of a decisive moment. For our Kin, the Trial of Patience is a of a high value, thus it is for us. The Dark Herald was allowed to be present near the Chamber of Creation and guard it against any interferance, and so were we. Few interfered, Darkling of the Bird, for instance. Yet it didn't dared to approach, considering the odds. Suspicion. We shall observe them, but remain unveiled. They are aware of the Blessed One's nature. Yet we have many faces to hide behind.
Anticipation. The Light grows. We shall seek more worthy. Yet we shall not neglect any present opportunities. Darkness will be eradicated and all will be reunited within the Light.
If we don't end war, war will end us. - H. G. Wells
Joy. A rare opportunity which we could not afford to slip away. A hollow husk of cruelty has appeared in the Forgotten Void. Naturally, we were not the first to notice it's presence - we were summoned by the Kin to extract value from the husk, since Bretheren's Carriers were already present. And so we did. We penetrated the husk, awoken it and relocated it to the Azure Void, where it now awaits a moment of it's ascension.
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[20.01.2019 19:58:00] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: "Mhm."
[20.01.2019 19:58:11] .Williams|Aoi: We should take this oppotunity and investigate it further.
[20.01.2019 19:58:14] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: "'Reverse-engineer'"
[20.01.2019 19:58:19] Vagrant.Melia: "Joy."
[20.01.2019 19:58:29] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: "I suggest we take it and dismantle it and see it's inner workings."
[20.01.2019 19:58:33] .Williams|Aoi: It's rare to have the chance for these types of weaponary.
[20.01.2019 19:58:40] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: "Hm?
[20.01.2019 19:58:42] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: Indeed."
[20.01.2019 19:58:48] Nyctophilia: Oh, what is that?
[20.01.2019 19:59:02] Wreckage_02: [...]
[20.01.2019 19:59:04] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: "A presumably deserted Core "Thresher"-class Destroyer."
[20.01.2019 19:59:11] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: "But the core and engines are still active."
[20.01.2019 19:59:30] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: "EIther they are hiding or they recently left it."
[20.01.2019 19:59:35] .Williams|Aoi: It can't be left around here. That's for sure.
[20.01.2019 19:59:48] Nyctophilia: Watch, scan for lifeforms.
[20.01.2019 19:59:56] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: "This system is emptier than my soul, it shouldn't be left alone."
[20.01.2019 19:59:56] Nyctophilia: Watch: [:Scanning...:]
[20.01.2019 20:00:35] Wreckage_02: *Parts of the ship are falling apart*
[20.01.2019 20:01:16] Nyctophilia: Watch: [:Scan complete. No lifeforms detected. Severe structural damage detected.:]
[20.01.2019 20:01:26] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: "Then it's useless."
[20.01.2019 20:01:30] Nyctophilia: For you.
[20.01.2019 20:01:42] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: "No, I mean, for The Core."
[20.01.2019 20:02:37] Saltese's: Mother f....
[20.01.2019 20:02:56] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: AI: <::EM emmissions::>
[20.01.2019 20:02:57] Saltese's: you just F...on bounty.
[20.01.2019 20:02:58] Nyctophilia: and come here
[20.01.2019 20:03:12] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: "We got one here."
[20.01.2019 20:03:16] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: "Don't lose it!"
[20.01.2019 20:03:21] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: "I am gonna go after it."
[20.01.2019 20:03:24] Nyctophilia: Pursue and obliterate.
[20.01.2019 20:03:39] .Williams|Aoi: Prepare the investigation now.
[20.01.2019 20:03:40] Fra'sai: ***(We pulse with anger)***
[20.01.2019 20:03:51] Nyctophilia: Now where would be the docking point...
[20.01.2019 20:04:02] Nyctophilia: I think it's right... Here.
[20.01.2019 20:04:03] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: "You stay there and guard the destroyer, in case something happens."
[20.01.2019 20:04:36] Wreckage_02: [...]
[20.01.2019 20:05:39] Nyctophilia: *She walks off to the background, downing on the EVA-suit.*
[20.01.2019 20:06:00] Nyctophilia: Alright. Watch, commence the mooring protocol with the ship.
[20.01.2019 20:06:05] Vagrant.Melia: "We ponder."
[20.01.2019 20:06:30] Nyctophilia: Watch: [:Understood. Be wary that a Laser Cutter will have to be utilised in order to open the passage.:]
[20.01.2019 20:06:36] Nyctophilia: Which I am going to use.
[20.01.2019 20:07:25] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: "He cloaked away."
[20.01.2019 20:07:25] Wreckage_02: [...]
[20.01.2019 20:07:32] .Williams|Aoi: You shall begin.
[20.01.2019 20:07:33] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: "I couldn't get a chance to stop him."
[20.01.2019 20:07:39] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: "Something happened?"
[20.01.2019 20:07:49] Nyctophilia: *She enters the Spatial's bay, closing the inside door and equiping the helmet.*
[20.01.2019 20:08:34] Nyctophilia: Watch: [:Defence screening - diactivated. Extending the bridge. Commencing mooring protocol.:]
[20.01.2019 20:08:36] /shields
[20.01.2019 20:08:36] Shields Disabled
[20.01.2019 20:10:17] Nyctophilia: *From the rear part of the ship, the extended bridge began to advance at the Wreckage's mooring bay.*
[20.01.2019 20:10:37] Vagrant.Melia: *It maintains a steady state of illumination, standing watch.*
[20.01.2019 20:10:52] Wreckage_02: [...]
[20.01.2019 20:12:01] Nyctophilia: *She advanced through the extended bridge towards the wreckage, carrying a small Laser Cutter, which was intended to cut a small hole for the entrance.*
[20.01.2019 20:13:04] .Williams|Aoi: Be aware, that this might be a trap.
[20.01.2019 20:13:34] Nyctophilia: Watch: [:The user is always considering all the odds.:]
[20.01.2019 20:13:48] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: "Still, care should be taken."
[20.01.2019 20:14:03] Vagrant.Melia: "The Light shall overcome."
[20.01.2019 20:14:21] Nyctophilia: *As she approached the hull, she started to slowly cut through it.*
[20.01.2019 20:15:15] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: "I have a bad feeling about this."
[20.01.2019 20:15:38] Nyctophilia: *The plating was strong, so it would take her some time to break through, not to consider a small hole she was making for herself.*
[20.01.2019 20:16:30] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: "Hm, seems I got something."
[20.01.2019 20:16:44] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: "I will go see."
[20.01.2019 20:17:41] Nyctophilia: Hm. The plating is well made. Should have brought a charge.
[20.01.2019 20:18:01] Nyctophilia: Yet again, charges are a big risk.
[20.01.2019 20:18:12] .Williams|Aoi: Maybe gunfire could breach the hull faster.
[20.01.2019 20:18:24] Nyctophilia: Are you gonna fire at me?!
[20.01.2019 20:18:30] .Williams|Aoi: Negative.
[20.01.2019 20:19:12] Nyctophilia: We need a small, accurate hole, which will not affect the structure.
[20.01.2019 20:20:25] Vagrant.Melia: "Frustration."
[20.01.2019 20:20:34] Nyctophilia: Aaalright... I think I can see the insides.
[20.01.2019 20:20:42] .Williams|Aoi: ***..(Patience)..***
[20.01.2019 20:21:03] Wreckage_02: *You see two individuals inside, both are frozen dead - one, a woman tried to reach for an escape pod, the other one laying to the ground.*
[20.01.2019 20:22:29] Nyctophilia: Will take me some time to cut a big enough hole to enter the ship, however... But I can already tell...
[20.01.2019 20:22:37] Nyctophilia: I definitely see some corpses.
[20.01.2019 20:23:55] Nyctophilia: *The passage was cut, as she took the panel and tossed it in the open space and entered the ship.*
[20.01.2019 20:24:29] Nyctophilia: No gravity, no life-support. The ship is a wreck.
[20.01.2019 20:24:45] Vagrant.Melia: "Curious."
[20.01.2019 20:25:34] Nyctophilia: Watch, scan the internal structure and tell me where I am.
[20.01.2019 20:25:42] Nyctophilia: Watch: [:Affirmative. Scanning...:]
[20.01.2019 20:26:18] Vagrant.Melia: *Meanwhile, the mindlink was tugging. Melia was very curious of what Nycto was finding.*
[20.01.2019 20:26:55] Nyctophilia: *Melia could see with Nycto's eyes, literally.*
[20.01.2019 20:27:39] Vagrant.Melia: *It adopted the point of view, seeing the interior of the destroyer as they did.*
[20.01.2019 20:28:08] Nyctophilia: Watch: [:Scanning complete. Transmitting scanning results.:]
[20.01.2019 20:29:43] Nyctophilia: *She looked at the holografic interface which was located on her left wrist. It was displaying the results of Wreckage's internal infrastractual scans.*
[20.01.2019 20:31:13] Nyctophilia: Hm. So the Bridge is one level up and forward.
[20.01.2019 20:31:38] Wreckage_02: *On your way, you see a couple more frozen corpses. Probably the ships Crew.*
[20.01.2019 20:32:41] Nyctophilia: *She was walking through Wreckage's thin corridors, which mainly consisted out of stares and levels, proceeding towards the bridge.*
[20.01.2019 20:33:24] Nyctophilia: *She looked at the corpses with no remorse in her heart.*
[20.01.2019 20:35:13] Nyctophilia: The military craft. Many iron stairs, which extend to different levels.
[20.01.2019 20:35:18] Nyctophilia: Thin corridors.
[20.01.2019 20:35:36] Nyctophilia: Also alot of dead people.
[20.01.2019 20:35:45] Vagrant.Melia: "Amusement."
[20.01.2019 20:36:38] Nyctophilia: *She progressed on one level up and forward, so she could eventually reach the bridge.*
[20.01.2019 20:36:47] /time
[20.01.2019 20:36:47] 2019-01-20 20:36:47 SMT
[20.01.2019 20:39:18] Vagrant.Melia: *Its presence would be felt, as it continued to watch.*
[20.01.2019 20:39:29] Nyctophilia: *The corridors on the top level weren't as thin, especialy near the Bridge.*
[20.01.2019 20:39:41] Nyctophilia: *And so, she entered it.*
[20.01.2019 20:40:58] Nyctophilia: Alright... I made it to the bridge.
[20.01.2019 20:41:07] Wreckage_02: *The bridge is empty.*
[20.01.2019 20:42:01] Nyctophilia: There is... No bodies here, so it looks like everyone attempted to escape the ship.
[20.01.2019 20:44:27] Nyctophilia: *She observed the bridge for a while, deciding to approach one of the control consoles.*
[20.01.2019 20:44:40] .Williams|Aoi: You can be left alone with this task?
[20.01.2019 20:44:59] Nyctophilia: Uh... Su-u-u-u-ure.
[20.01.2019 20:45:03] .Williams|Aoi: The Light has other paths for me.
[20.01.2019 20:46:20] Nyctophilia: Alright... Guess I'm all on myself now.
[20.01.2019 20:46:27] Wreckage_02: [...]
[20.01.2019 20:46:43] Wreckage_02: *The Ship is inactive.*
[20.01.2019 20:46:50] Nyctophilia: *She touches the console in attempt to activate it.*
[20.01.2019 20:47:02] Wreckage_02: <???> [???????. ???????.]
[20.01.2019 20:47:06] Wreckage_02: <ERROR>
[20.01.2019 20:47:20] Wreckage_02: <System> ::: REBOOTING :::
[20.01.2019 20:47:34] Wreckage_02: <Alert> ::: TORP LAUNCH, DETECTED:::
[20.01.2019 20:48:04] Wreckage_02: <System> ::: POWERING UP 10% :::
[20.01.2019 20:48:18] Wreckage_02: <System> ::: LOADING 52% :::
[20.01.2019 20:48:29] Wreckage_02: <System> ::: SHIELDS ENABLED :::
[20.01.2019 20:48:35] Nyctophilia: Uh oh...
[20.01.2019 20:48:44] Wreckage_02: <System> ::: LOADING 87% :::
[20.01.2019 20:48:57] Nyctophilia: Watch: [:Warning - Screening engaged - Extended bridge separated.:]
[20.01.2019 20:49:11] Wreckage_02: <ERROR> ::: 87% MAX. POWER :::
[20.01.2019 20:49:26] Wreckage_02: <System> ::: SHIP AI, ACTIVE :::
[20.01.2019 20:49:27] Nyctophilia: Watch: [:Retracting extended bridge. Activating screening.:]
[20.01.2019 20:49:28] Preparing to cloak...
[20.01.2019 20:49:29] Cloaking device off
[20.01.2019 20:49:32] /shields
[20.01.2019 20:49:32] Shields Enabled
[20.01.2019 20:50:35] Nyctophilia: Hm... Watch, I need to know where the generator is.
[20.01.2019 20:50:35] Wreckage_02: <Speech> [Gree@#ngs. #ere spe@#ing, Operator. I am Atlas.]
[20.01.2019 20:50:44] Wreckage_02: <System> ::: REBOOTING :::
[20.01.2019 20:50:49] Nyctophilia: Watch: [:Affirmative.:]
[20.01.2019 20:51:23] Wreckage_02: <System> ::: POWER DROPPING, 80% :::
[20.01.2019 20:51:38] Nyctophilia: Watch: [:System request - Generator location.:]
[20.01.2019 20:51:38] Wreckage_02: <System> ::: POWER STABLE, 80% :::
[20.01.2019 20:52:08] Nyctophilia: Watch: [:System request - Correction - Power generator location.:]
[20.01.2019 20:52:25] Wreckage_02: <Speech> [Power generator on deck 7.]
[20.01.2019 20:52:41] Wreckage_02: <System> ::: SHIELD DEACTIVATED :::
[20.01.2019 20:52:57] Nyctophilia: Watch: [:Affirmative. Disconnecting.:]
[20.01.2019 20:53:35] Wreckage_02: <Alert> ::: TORP LAUNCH :::
[20.01.2019 20:53:56] Wreckage_02: <System> ::: SHIELD ACTIVATED :::
[20.01.2019 20:54:13] Wreckage_02: <System> ::: POWER AT 70% :::
[20.01.2019 20:54:15] Nyctophilia: Hm... So the ship was put out by a torpedo attack.
[20.01.2019 20:54:31] Wreckage_02: <System> ::: WEAPONS DEACTIVATED :::
[20.01.2019 20:54:50] Vagrant.Melia: "Cautious."
[20.01.2019 20:55:18] Vagrant.Melia: "A projectile was expelled from the husk. It did not threaten the veil."
[20.01.2019 20:55:31] Wreckage_02: <Atlas> [Power fluctuation. Detected. Need to stabilize Generator.]
[20.01.2019 20:55:44] Nyctophilia: *She takes a look at her holografic map of Wreckage's internal scans.*
[20.01.2019 20:56:02] Nyctophilia: Deck Seven... Somewhere at the engine section.
[20.01.2019 20:56:36] Wreckage_02: <Atlas> [Confirmed. Deck Seven.]
[20.01.2019 20:57:45] Nyctophilia: *She started to walk hastly towards the engine section, stair by stair, corridor by corridor.*
[20.01.2019 20:58:22] Wreckage_02: <Data> ::: [3] Audio Files, detected. Play_? [Y/N] :::
[20.01.2019 20:58:40] Nyctophilia: Watch: [:Play - Y:]
[20.01.2019 20:59:03] Wreckage_02: <Data> ::: Audio_One :::
[20.01.2019 21:00:02] Wreckage_02: [Unknown 2: Quite a gathering here, don't you think?-
[20.01.2019 21:00:38] Wreckage_02: -Core Pilot 5: Mmm.
[20.01.2019 21:00:46] Wreckage_02: Core Pilot 6: Be quiet.
[20.01.2019 21:00:50] Nyctophilia: *She continued to walk towards the deck 7, while listening to the audio files.*
[20.01.2019 21:01:02] Wreckage_02: Unknown 3: Nothing that hasn't been seen before.
[20.01.2019 21:01:15] Wreckage_02: Core Pilot 7: We don't think.
[20.01.2019 21:01:35] Wreckage_02: Unknown 1: Indeed. Care for a cup of tea?
[20.01.2019 21:01:46] Wreckage_02: Unknown 1: Some snacks?
[20.01.2019 21:01:58] Wreckage_02: Core Pilot 6: Quit your obsession with us!
[20.01.2019 21:02:24] Wreckage_02: Unknown 2: Obession? Teach your colleagues some manners first.
[20.01.2019 21:02:30] Wreckage_02: -Connection Lost-]
[20.01.2019 21:02:45] Wreckage_02: <Data> ::: Audio_Two :::
[20.01.2019 21:02:48] Nyctophilia: *She was nearing the deck seven. As she entered it, she saw the power generator.*
[20.01.2019 21:03:06] Wreckage_02: [Core Pilot 1: Bomber wing, I'm on your six.
[20.01.2019 21:03:15] Nyctophilia: Watch, that's up your alley.
[20.01.2019 21:03:27] Nyctophilia: Watch: [:Affirmative.:]
[20.01.2019 21:03:31] Wreckage_02: Core Pilot 2: preparing to engage all targets as directed...
[20.01.2019 21:03:44] Wreckage_02: Core Pilot 3: Understood.
[20.01.2019 21:03:58] Wreckage_02: Core Pilot 4: One attacked us already, so fight back!
[20.01.2019 21:04:09] Wreckage_02: Order Pilot 1: Fire Away!
[20.01.2019 21:04:11] Nyctophilia: *A spheric, holographic drone has emerged from her left wrist, approaching the power generator.*
[20.01.2019 21:04:20] Nyctophilia: Watch: [:Analysing...:]
[20.01.2019 21:04:42] Wreckage_02: Unknown Alien 1: ***...'Ours' "Lightshow" ~begins..***
[20.01.2019 21:04:48] Wreckage_02: -Connection Lost-]
[20.01.2019 21:05:13] Wreckage_02: <Data> ::: Audio_Three, Last Recording :::
[20.01.2019 21:05:31] Wreckage_02: [Core Pilot 8: ....Where am I...
[20.01.2019 21:05:48] Wreckage_02: Core Pilot 8: My head... It hurts.... What happened... to my crew!?
[20.01.2019 21:05:59] Wreckage_02: Computer: No life signs, detected.
[20.01.2019 21:06:29] Wreckage_02: Core Pilot 8: How can this... Be! I had 20 men aboard this Ship.... I can't... can't breathe...
[20.01.2019 21:06:36] Wreckage_02: Computer: Oxygen, depleted.
[20.01.2019 21:06:51] Wreckage_02: Core Pilot 8: A..... H.... H.... hel... p....
[20.01.2019 21:06:57] Wreckage_02: -Connection Lost-]
[20.01.2019 21:07:48] Wreckage_02: <Atlas> [Reboot. The Power Generator.]
[20.01.2019 21:08:01] Nyctophilia: Watch: [:Analysis complete. No structual damage detected. Power currents 2, 5 and 6 are offline.:]
[20.01.2019 21:08:52] Nyctophilia: Watch: [:Rebooting - Power Current 2.:]
[20.01.2019 21:09:06] Wreckage_02: <System> ::: Power Current 2 - Rebooted :::
[20.01.2019 21:09:18] Nyctophilia: Watch: [:Rebooting - Power Current 5.:]
[20.01.2019 21:09:27] Nyctophilia: Watch: [:Rebooting - Power Current 6.:]
[20.01.2019 21:09:37] Wreckage_02: <System> ::: Power Current 5 and 6 - Operational :::
[20.01.2019 21:09:46] Wreckage_02: <System> ::: Power at 100% :::
[20.01.2019 21:10:04] Wreckage_02: <System> ::: Fuel Left - 45% :::
[20.01.2019 21:10:12] Nyctophilia: Watch: [:Power Generator reboot - successful.:]
[20.01.2019 21:10:39] Wreckage_02: <System> ::: Rebooting. :::
[20.01.2019 21:10:47] Wreckage_02: <Atlas> [Greetings.]
[20.01.2019 21:10:58] Nyctophilia: Watch: [:Greetings, Atlas.:]
[20.01.2019 21:11:18] Nyctophilia: Watch: [:Requesting status report.:]
[20.01.2019 21:11:48] Wreckage_02: <Atlas> [All Systems. Operational. Memory loss, detected.]
[20.01.2019 21:12:28] Nyctophilia: Watch: [:System Request - AI Core Location.:
[20.01.2019 21:12:30] Wreckage_02: <Atlas> [This Unit. Does not recognize its origin.]
[20.01.2019 21:14:47] Wreckage_02: <Atlas> [A fragment of the ships data indicate surrounding entities as 'Hostile']
[20.01.2019 21:14:54] Wreckage_02: <Atlas> [Can you confirm. Y/N]
[20.01.2019 21:15:00] .Williams|Aoi: Check it's weapon systems. Are they working?
[20.01.2019 21:15:09] Nyctophilia: Watch: [:Confirmation - N:]
[20.01.2019 21:15:29] Wreckage_02: <Atlas> [Understood. -N-]
[20.01.2019 21:15:46] Wreckage_02: <Atlas> [Ships Weapon systems have been deactivated after activation.]
[20.01.2019 21:16:04] Wreckage_02: <Atlas> [Currently. Disabled. This Unit can reactivate - Y/N]
[20.01.2019 21:16:23] Nyctophilia: Watch: [:Weapon activation protocol - N:]
[20.01.2019 21:16:40] Wreckage_02: <System> ::: Weapons - Offline :::
[20.01.2019 21:17:56] Nyctophilia: Watch: [:I can only confirm that Atlas suffered an assault by MND vessels.:]
[20.01.2019 21:18:12] Wreckage_02: <Atlas> [Ships Fuel - Enough to venture Four Systems.]
[20.01.2019 21:18:31] Albtraum|Aoi: "That destroyer is still here?"
[20.01.2019 21:18:33] Wreckage_02: <Atlas> [Data indeed indicates a battle around this Sector.]
[20.01.2019 21:18:37] Nyctophilia: Watch: [:System records also indicate that it was assualted by the Order ships.:]
[20.01.2019 21:19:14] Albtraum|Aoi: "Is Nycto safe in there? Something happened in the destroyer?"
[20.01.2019 21:19:22] Nyctophilia: I am fine, thank you very much.
[20.01.2019 21:19:47] Nyctophilia: Four systems... That would be enough.
[20.01.2019 21:19:56] Nyctophilia: We know where to tow it.
[20.01.2019 21:19:58] Albtraum|Aoi: "Figured out it's story?"
[20.01.2019 21:20:06] Nyctophilia: It doesn't matters.
[20.01.2019 21:20:13] Albtraum|Aoi: "Well I am curious about it."
[20.01.2019 21:20:21] Nyctophilia: Your curiosity doesn't matters.
[20.01.2019 21:20:21] Albtraum|Aoi: "By the way it looks, it got assaulted."
[20.01.2019 21:20:49] Wreckage_02: <System> ::: Fuel at - 30% :::
[20.01.2019 21:21:12] Nyctophilia: Watch: [:Atlas request - Shut down the engines to preserve the Fuel reserves.:]
[20.01.2019 21:21:19] K'Hara|Islin: **..'Ours' will swim with the {Metal Husk} through the void when 'Yours' (Light Carriers) sing..**
[20.01.2019 21:21:27] Wreckage_02: <System> ::: Engines - Offline :::
[20.01.2019 21:21:50] Nyctophilia: All that matters right now is to figure out how to tow it the way we need...
[20.01.2019 21:22:03] Nyctophilia: If you're so curious - it got assaulted by the Order.
[20.01.2019 21:22:09] Albtraum|Aoi: "So it seems."
[20.01.2019 21:22:13] Wreckage_02: <Atlas> [Control Panels. Are on the bridge.]
[20.01.2019 21:22:24] Nyctophilia: Right... Thanks, Atlas.
[20.01.2019 21:22:52] Wreckage_02: <Atlas> [Battle. Indicates Unknown entities. This Unit does not recognize the origin.]
[20.01.2019 21:22:58] Nyctophilia: *She walks towards the bridge, making a gesture with her left hand. A spherical drone returns into her wrist.*
[20.01.2019 21:24:08] Nyctophilia: Are you familiar with a concept of a reincarnation, Atlas?
[20.01.2019 21:24:21] Vagrant.Melia: "The Light grows impatient. A plan must be forged."
[20.01.2019 21:24:24] Wreckage_02: <Atlas> [Negative.]
[20.01.2019 21:25:24] .Williams|Aoi: Are the engines still functional?
[20.01.2019 21:25:32] Albtraum|Aoi: "They've been shut down."
[20.01.2019 21:25:38] Wreckage_02: <Atlas> [Engines are offline.]
[20.01.2019 21:25:38] Albtraum|Aoi: "But they can still be operated."
[20.01.2019 21:25:43] Nyctophilia: Watch, define "reincarnation".
[20.01.2019 21:25:46] Wreckage_02: <Atlas> [Affirmative.]
[20.01.2019 21:27:04] Nyctophilia: Watch: [:Reincarnation - A concept of rebirth. After one perishes, they are reborn in a new body.:]
[20.01.2019 21:27:38] .Williams|Aoi: Is it possible that you attach your ship to the wreck?
[20.01.2019 21:27:47] Albtraum|Aoi: "Maybe I can try."
[20.01.2019 21:28:13] Wreckage_02: <Atlas> [This Unit. Can access the Ships controls.]
[20.01.2019 21:28:26] Nyctophilia: Watch: [:Physical contact is not necessary to maintain control. It is enough for me to be aboard.:]
[20.01.2019 21:28:35] Wreckage_02: <Atlas> [Access Ship - Y/N]
[20.01.2019 21:29:01] Nyctophilia: Watch: [:Access controls - N:]
[20.01.2019 21:29:02] Wreckage_02: <Atlas> [Entity aboard. Can steer the ship aswell.]
[20.01.2019 21:29:08] Wreckage_02: <Atlas> [Confirmed - N.]
[20.01.2019 21:29:21] Nyctophilia: Watch: [:User will be controling the ship manualy.:]
[20.01.2019 21:29:47] Wreckage_02: <Atlas> [Initiating - Manual Control.]
[20.01.2019 21:30:00] Wreckage_02: <System> ::: Ship is now under Manual Control :::
[20.01.2019 21:30:04] 2019-01-20 21:30:05 SMT Traffic control alert: Albtraum|Aoi has requested to dock
[20.01.2019 21:30:27] Nyctophilia: *By that moment, she is already on the bridge. The controls don't appear to be too complicated to her.*
[20.01.2019 21:31:04] Nyctophilia: Watch, you take control of the Spatial.
[20.01.2019 21:31:14] Nyctophilia: Watch: [:Affirmative. Assuming control.:]
[20.01.2019 21:31:39] Wreckage_02: <System> ::: Engines - Offline :::
[20.01.2019 21:32:04] Nyctophilia: Atlas, would you kindly activate the engines?
[20.01.2019 21:32:14] Wreckage_02: <System> ::: Engines - Online :::
[20.01.2019 21:32:39] Nyctophilia: Wow. Easy there.
[20.01.2019 21:32:56] 2019-01-20 21:32:56 SMT Traffic control alert: ,Albtraum,|Aoi has requested to dock
[20.01.2019 21:33:04] Wreckage_02: <Atlas> [Enter Formation - Y/N]
[20.01.2019 21:33:25] Nyctophilia: Watch: [:Enter formation - Y:]
[20.01.2019 21:33:39] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: "We are ready to go?"
[20.01.2019 21:33:43] Nyctophilia: Yes.
[20.01.2019 21:33:44] K'Hara|Islin: { The Nomad Guardian moves into a position to escort the ship. A small power surge is felt as the entity prepares to move out }
[20.01.2019 21:33:48] Nyctophilia: Alright,we're on autopilot.
[20.01.2019 21:33:52] Nyctophilia: Let's go.
[20.01.2019 21:33:57] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: "I will go ahead."
[20.01.2019 21:33:57] Wreckage_02: <System> ::: Formation - Initiated :::
[20.01.2019 21:34:25] Nyctophilia: *She feels a slight thud as the cruise engines initiate.*
[20.01.2019 21:34:34] Nyctophilia: Wow...
[20.01.2019 21:35:03] Nyctophilia: Alright...
[20.01.2019 21:35:14] Nyctophilia: *She sets up the hyperspace jump protocols.*
[20.01.2019 21:35:38] Wreckage_02: <ERROR> ::: Shield - Deactivated :::
[20.01.2019 21:35:51] Nyctophilia: Well, that's no good.
[20.01.2019 21:35:56] Vagrant.Melia: "Anticipation."
[20.01.2019 21:36:06] Wreckage_02: <System> ::: Shield - Activated :::
[20.01.2019 21:36:19] /time
[20.01.2019 21:36:19] 2019-01-20 21:36:20 SMT
[20.01.2019 21:36:26] Wreckage_02: <System> ::: Shield - Restored :::
[20.01.2019 21:37:33] Nyctophilia: The view from this ship... It's gorgeous.
[20.01.2019 21:38:19] Nyctophilia: Hm... It appears that the hyperspace travel affects the shielding.
[20.01.2019 21:38:29] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: "It is probably one of the older models."
[20.01.2019 21:38:58] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: "We are clear."
[20.01.2019 21:39:01] Wreckage_02: <System> ::: Shield - Deactivated :::
[20.01.2019 21:39:08] Nyctophilia: Yep, I was right.
[20.01.2019 21:39:18] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: "So it is a older model?"
[20.01.2019 21:39:28] Nyctophilia: Not exactly, maybe something is up with shielding.
[20.01.2019 21:39:37] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: "We will see once we reach our destination."
[20.01.2019 21:39:47] Wreckage_02: <System> ::: Shield - Restored :::
[20.01.2019 21:39:48] Nyctophilia: Either way, whoever was making this ship, they knew what they were doing.
[20.01.2019 21:39:49] .Williams|Aoi: Be watchful.
[20.01.2019 21:39:56] Wreckage_02: <System> ::: Fuel at 20% :::
[20.01.2019 21:40:10] Nyctophilia: Hm... Fuel reserves are enough to reach our destination.
[20.01.2019 21:40:21] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: "Should be."
[20.01.2019 21:41:11] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: "Here we are. Make sure it gets thru the gate safely."
[20.01.2019 21:41:12] Nyctophilia: Watch, pass on the hyperspace frequency for this one, please.
[20.01.2019 21:41:18] Nyctophilia: Watch: [:Affirmative.:]
[20.01.2019 21:41:50] Nyctophilia: *She enters a special hyperspace frequency for traveling with the nomad gates.*
[20.01.2019 21:41:50] Wreckage_02: <System> ::: Anomaly - Detected :::
[20.01.2019 21:42:05] Nyctophilia: Alright... Let's proceed.
[20.01.2019 21:42:43] Wreckage_02: <System> ::: Shield - Failed :::
[20.01.2019 21:42:45] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: "How is the destroyer holding?"
[20.01.2019 21:42:58] Nyctophilia: Tight...
[20.01.2019 21:43:05] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: "Built to last, of course."
[20.01.2019 21:43:05] Wreckage_02: <System> ::: Shield - Restored :::
[20.01.2019 21:43:15] Nyctophilia: *She tows it downwards.*
[20.01.2019 21:43:28] Wreckage_02: <System> ::: Nanobots - Released :::
[20.01.2019 21:43:38] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: "Watch it there."
[20.01.2019 21:44:10] Nyctophilia: Alright...
[20.01.2019 21:44:16] Nyctophilia: Well, here is the fun part.
[20.01.2019 21:44:26] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: "It shouldn't be hard."
[20.01.2019 21:44:30] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: "Like a regular lane."
[20.01.2019 21:44:31] CONSOLE: Possible cheating detected: +Orion+Dan.Fuego
[20.01.2019 21:44:34] Nyctophilia: *She activates the mooring protocol with the lane.*
[20.01.2019 21:45:04] Wreckage_02: <System> ::: Shield - Failed :::
[20.01.2019 21:45:14] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: "Go on."
[20.01.2019 21:45:21] Vagrant.Melia: "The Bretheren's drones are present in this void. Care must be taken."
[20.01.2019 21:45:28] Wreckage_02: <System> ::: Shield - Restored :::
[20.01.2019 21:45:40] Nyctophilia: *She tows the ship to the left.* Alright... That's our next stop...
[20.01.2019 21:46:03] Vagrant.Melia: "We shall evaluate their carriers."
[20.01.2019 21:46:13] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: "I will go ahead and make sure there is a crew ready."
[20.01.2019 21:46:33] Wreckage_02: <System> ::: Evasive Manuvers :::
[20.01.2019 21:46:34] Nyctophilia: To the left, to the left!
[20.01.2019 21:46:36] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: "Faulty engines."
[20.01.2019 21:46:52] Vagrant.Melia: "The cloud appears silent."
[20.01.2019 21:47:30] Wreckage_02: <System> ::: Shield - Failed :::
[20.01.2019 21:47:45] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: "Wait here outside a bit please."
[20.01.2019 21:47:53] Wreckage_02: <System> ::: Shield - Restored :::
[20.01.2019 21:48:06] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: "Alright."
[20.01.2019 21:48:12] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: "The crew is ready."
[20.01.2019 21:48:22] Nyctophilia: They better be.
[20.01.2019 21:48:24] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: "In which drydock do we position it?"
[20.01.2019 21:48:25] /time
[20.01.2019 21:48:25] 2019-01-20 21:48:25 SMT
[20.01.2019 21:48:30] Nyctophilia: The bottom one.
[20.01.2019 21:48:35] Wreckage_02: <System> ::: Repair - Hull ::
[20.01.2019 21:48:43] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: Radio: Crew, bottom drydock, fast.
[20.01.2019 21:49:21] /time
[20.01.2019 21:49:21] 2019-01-20 21:49:21 SMT
[20.01.2019 21:49:31] Nyctophilia: Watch: [:Proposal - Evacuate.:]
[20.01.2019 21:49:37] Nyctophilia: Yeah, yeah, alright!
[20.01.2019 21:49:51] Wreckage_02: <Atlas> [Activate ships defense systems - Y/N]
[20.01.2019 21:49:56] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: "Do it!"
[20.01.2019 21:49:59] Nyctophilia: No!
[20.01.2019 21:50:14] Nyctophilia: Watch: [:Defence systems activation - N:]
[20.01.2019 21:50:23] Wreckage_02: <Atlas> [Affirmative - N.]
[20.01.2019 21:50:30] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: "Hm, maybe it will be better that we don't."
[20.01.2019 21:50:43] Nyctophilia: *She runs off to the docking bay, where she entered the ship.*
[20.01.2019 21:50:56] /shields
[20.01.2019 21:50:56] Shields Disabled
[20.01.2019 21:51:21] Nyctophilia: Alright... Don't extend the bridge, I'll drop out.
[20.01.2019 21:51:31] Nyctophilia: Watch: [:Affirmative.:]
[20.01.2019 21:52:13] Nyctophilia: *The Spatial's cargo bay opens, and Nycto jumps straight into it.*
[20.01.2019 21:53:11] Nyctophilia: Watch: [:Welcome back, user. Shutting the external cargo bay door. Decontaiminating the room.:]
[20.01.2019 21:53:24] /time
[20.01.2019 21:53:24] 2019-01-20 21:53:24 SMT
[20.01.2019 21:53:43] Nyctophilia: Watch: [:Activating the shielding screen.:]
[20.01.2019 21:53:47] /shields
[20.01.2019 21:53:47] Shields Enabled
[20.01.2019 21:54:20] Nyctophilia: *She takes off her EVA suit, opening the internal door of the cargo bay.*
[20.01.2019 21:54:31] Nyctophilia: Is it still there?
[20.01.2019 21:54:37] Nyctophilia: Watch: [:Affirmative.:]
[20.01.2019 21:54:52] Nyctophilia: Good.
[20.01.2019 21:56:01] Nyctophilia: *She walks to the cockpit of her ship, looking at their recent acquirement.*
[20.01.2019 21:56:13] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: "This sure will come in handy."
[20.01.2019 21:56:18] Nyctophilia: Mhm.
[20.01.2019 21:56:34] Nyctophilia: Clean off the corpses and fix the AI.
[20.01.2019 21:56:34] ,Albtraum,|Aoi: "Now we will understand our foes better. Hopefully"
[20.01.2019 21:57:44] Nyctophilia: Refit it properly.
Anticipation. The husk shall be converted. Yet our own efforts are insufficient. We shall reach out to the Bretheren's Carriers, perhaps even to the Dark Herald. This husk is of a high value and it's potential shall not be wasted. It shall become a vessel for the Light, seeking to eradicate all the Dark it has spawned.
If we don't end war, war will end us. - H. G. Wells
As we traversed through the void of our refuge, a peculiar sight has opened itself to us. A ship of Molly, lay afloat, its transponder hacked as if it was a ship of our own. Yet it was not. The pilot could not be sensed - they were dead. Initially, we suspected it to be the work of our kin, but there was no knowledge of this particular ship. Nor was there any external damage.
We brought it to Huxter for inspection. Upon closer examination, we noticed that the pilot - an adult woman with no exact affiliation marks - had a round hole inside her chest, as if it was carved with a powerful laser. Yet the cockpit was completely intact.
The easiest solution would be to destroy it. Yet we will not let this mystery go to waste, let alone a completely functional Harrier. We will keep studying the ship from now on to determine what exactly went wrong.
Our progress with the Harrier is ongoing. Our first step was to ensure that it had no tracking devices or beacons that would give away our location. There was no outcoming signals other than the hacked transponder.
So far, we were able to deduce that it had Adapted Nomad Weaponry mounted on each of its hardpoints. What is more interesting is that the weapons appear to be merged with the hardpoints themselves. They are not magnetically interconnected, nor is there any direct wire connection - each weapon's base looks like a part of the ship itself. The weapons, however, remain gimballed. We are unsure of the rotary mechanisms of the weapon mounts, thus we will continue studying it. Removing the weapons with means that would not compromise the ship itself proved to be unsuccessful.
We suspect that the pilot was an assassination target. Someone killed her, leaving her body in this Harrier and leaving it adrift in open space. Yet that does not explain the way the weapons are merged with their mounts. The ship's black box is still intact, studying the stored logs may lead is to more clue of its origin and functionality,
If we don't end war, war will end us. - H. G. Wells
The analysis of the vessel's power arrays is now complete. As we suspected, the adapted weaponry is putting a strain on this Molly-built ship. As such, the power couplings have been partially damaged, delivering only a portion of the power core's energy to the weapons. For this ship to be of use for us, the power couplings have to be ripped out completely and replaced by something new.
The rotary mechanisms of the weapon mounts appear to be constructed from and supported by sentient nanorobots. The ship appears to be rerouting the nanobot reserve in case if the weapon mounts suffer any damage. Additionally, further hull inspection has revealed several navigator sensors mounted across the fuselage of the vessel. Upon checking the ship's computer, we were able to deduce that the sensors were utilized for advanced automated piloting, such as even a blind person would have been able to pilot it. Fascinating.
We suspect for the ship to possess an advanced artificial intelligence, though it made no attempts to communicate with us or show any signs of response when we did. Addressing the black box logs may reveal some truth regarding that matter.
The black box is currently being deciphered. From what we have now, it appears that the ship had at least five owners. This negates our theory about the dead woman being an assassination target - it is clear that the ship belonged to her.
If we don't end war, war will end us. - H. G. Wells
Our first attempt at disassembling the vessel was unsuccessful. Even with a complete scan and blueprints, the ship appeared to resist our tools. It appears that the assembly bolts are merged with the ship itself the same way the weapons are. To attempt further success, we had to deplete the nanobot reserve. Our next approach was to use laser cutters, however, the ship would redirect the nanobots from other sections to reinforce resistance against the cutters. It is now evident that the ship is possessed by an artificial intelligence with self-preservation protocols.
We set up our scanners to detect any power fluctuations within the ship's power arrays. We suspected that the ship's power arrays and sensors behaved in similar manner to a nervous system. Like any nerve connection within a body, a power array would report back to the main catalyst - "the brains" of the vessel - and receive outstanding orders from it. To determine the location of this brain, we once again attempted to disassemble the hull plating with laser cutters. Per usual, the ship would relocate the nanobots to the spots we were attempting to cut through, yet provoking such a reaction allowed us to trace the activity within the power arrays. We were able to discern that the catalyst was located right behind the pilot's seat.
If we don't end war, war will end us. - H. G. Wells
We inspected the area behind the pilot's seat. Our theory was correct - what we found was an advanced artificial intelligence core. It appears to be self-made and put together out of scraps, but we were able to discern the Gammu components within. It is possible that whoever sought to modify this ship has salvaged one of the Gammu drones and used their core to make the ship itself react faster than any human would.
We are just done decoding the first batch of black box logs - the most recent ones were made by that woman. They shed no light on the origins of the vessel nor its function - the only information worth of note was how she procured the ship in Tau-61 system - the same place we found it. She described how the previous pilot was found in the pilot's seat with a hole "as big as a man's fist" inside their chest - the same fatal injury she sustained herself. She also mentioned how the ship itself had a DNA-lock - any access to controls would only be given to the carrier of pilot's DNA. The previous pilot's DNA code was replaced with her own - it is how she was able to pilot the ship in the first place.
Shortly after, we checked the ship's controls to see if it would obey our command, since we were the first ones to discover it after the previous owner perished. However, the ship refused - the main control display still states "New DNA required". Could it be because of our inner Light? Does it require its pilot to have an entirely human DNA code?
Each moment we study this ship, additional questions surface. It is quite a peculiar case. Additional black box logs are required to reveal more of the truth behind it.
If we don't end war, war will end us. - H. G. Wells