Intergalactic? Cataclysmic...

Drakador_Chaos

Node_Man
Upon touching the bipyramid and searching, the construct found out several things, first off, the amount of energy that was generated in this thing, was tremendous and incredibly compact, as if there was a constant matter-antimatter annihilation reaction going on inside, contained and used by the pyramid.
The second thing was, that most of the datastreams inside the ship, at least as far as the construct could tell, met in this point.
...and then went...nowhere?
Something seemed to be inside this box, or connected to this box, which the construct couldn´t quite grasp or even interact with, as if its nature was incompatible with it. Regardless the feeling of being watched continued. It could possibly be that this...'something' may be what was observing it, or possibly just a proxy. However, following the current knowledge, it may just as well be the ship was just that, a ship and was being observed by an external force or onlooker.
As it was about to ponder its next action, the construct was suddenly confronted with a number of images, the first batch of them showed signs it had never seen yet, the second, showed... itself, the box, data, that by it´s knowledge should have been gone. The images were arranged almost like a... question? As if whatever had just contacted it, was asking if these were related.
Then a third batch of images came in, this time of the growth on the orbital ship, as well as genetic data and molecular structure, then again, images of the box and the construct, in the same manner as the last two arranged as if it was a question to see if it was related.

Node_Man

ONI

the mass had hidden itself in the asteroid. The asteroid slowly floats into the planet's thinning ring. It can be spotted by its tendrils poking out of the asteroid, a morbid, demented, cosmic version of a nautilus.

Drakador_Chaos

the construct is curious to how this thing has the amount of energy that it does. Matched with how bare this vessel is, it confuses the construct as to what exactly is this thing powering? It was also confused as to why the flow of data was being destroyed once it reached the bipyramid. The construct sees that it and whatever this thing is cannot interact, neither are compatible with eachother.

but what the construct does understand are the images and data. Pricing them together it realises that it was being watched too, the vessel was trying to figure it out, but seemed to have went nowhere, given the lack of evidence showing a conclusion, or even a half baked one. This is bad for the construct for if the vessel finds out what it's doing then whatever is commanding this vessel will stop it, without a shadow of a doubt. It can't let anything find out what's going on, or what's going to happen. The construct goes back into its blackened, cube form. And it seems to be communicating again, but not with the vessel it's in. But to something else. This time the communication does not interfere with waves, electronics and electromagnetic pulses. It cannot be detected, read nor can the receiver of whatever this message is can ever be found. The cube seems to be communicating on an almost telepathic, astral level. Communicating to something cosmic.

Node_Man

TheRainmaker

(lmfao only you and flub would have a reason to go get him, even then I don't want my man floating around in space while his ship gets nuked. Kinda awkward given he left into another ship way before his ship got ratio'd by some atoms splitting infront of it)

As the man floats in front of the iridescent spaceship, a large cylindrical exit opens on it's hull. It's intentions remain unknown, however it appears that the vessel wants him to get inside.

Drakador_Chaos

Node_Man
Whilst the construct was communicating the insides of the ship remained still and quiet.
Wether what was observing the construct guessed the cube was communicating or not, was uncertain, however, in any case the images remained.
In the meanwhile a new set of images was added to the set this time of the odd spacecreature having left the derelict ship and hid inside the asteroid, then again the cube, in the same questioning manner...

Node_Man

Drakador_Chaos

the cube had finished communicating. A corner of the cube then falls off, the corner starts to align itself with the floor and floats, a purple light forms on its surface. The cube then shifts its upper half. The corner piece then starts to change shape, into something more rectangular. The cube then vanishes, leaving the corner piece behind

TheRainmaker

the captain desperately gets inside, watching as the ship he was in explode. He also witnessed something detach from his ship, something organic. He just hopes that the cube was taken with it. Though it probably wasn't

ONI

the mass had blown to smithereens. Nothing remains.

however, the drop ship that had attacked the thing when it was still latched to a vessel had its paint ruined by the thing's scratches on the Hull and some of its blood when the ship's guns tore chunks off. Whether or not this thing can grow is contagious or can even live off of a space ship's Hull in space is a mystery. Though seeing how big it can grow on a n abandoned medium vessel begs the question. Can it?

ONI

Node_Man The crafts crew chief notices the bits of tendril. The hangar is put into cleansing mode. Where powerful heat based cleaners burn everything off of the outside of the dropship. The bits of flesh and blood burn to a crisp.
(Note only prowlers have this decontamination hangar bay mode due to coming in contact with bio weapons and other threats._

TheRainmaker

Node_Man

The hatch he got into loudly hissed, as it's doors quickly closed in towards the guest, locking him inside small and dark space. Around him was seemingly nothing but metallic, grey walls. Their surface was flat and it appeared that there were no exits or panels that the man could use to escape. Soon after from above him, somewhere on the ceiling shined a dim blue light, followed by another hiss. This time it from inside. Few seconds later, the room was filled with breathable air.

Drakador_Chaos

Node_Man
...the ship remained in positon. A number of internal scans were run to gain information on the piece which was left behind, mainly looking for energy build up and possibly outward connections.
In the meanwhile, new external scans were run as well, trying to locate where the main part of the odd construct went.
Explosions raged in the distance and the battle of the other present ships continued, however the blackened ship didn´t seem to be fazed by that.

Node_Man

ONI

the infection burns to a crisp. Nothing is left. But what's to say there isn't more on the planet? Or that some of the infection is across the stars already. Whatever it was, it was violent and attacked anything that moved. But it seemed to have recognised some things that a dumb mass shouldn't. Such as shelter, explosions, spacecraft and weaponry.

TheRainmaker

the captain removes his helmet and takes in a deep sigh of relief. Possibly from the fact his ship got blown up, good riddance too. He looks up to the blue light, shielding his eyes from the bright light.

Drakador_Chaos

the you can't find the cube. Well you can, it's just not here. Not yet.

something appears in the vast space near the vessels, directly infront of you to be specific, a good distance away. A crack or something forms in the dark matter of space. A glowing misshapen crap that slowly opens like a wound, revealing a glowing, crystalline ellipsis, jagged and unformed but uniform and smooth.

you can see through this huge window, only partly however; the segmented shape makes it hard to make out what's on the other end. Like a broken mirror. But you know whatever is on the other side is big

the small piece now breathes and hums. Making a faint noise

TheRainmaker

Node_Man

As the man looks at the light, in front of him opens a port and an appendage extends from within. The adjunct appeared similar to a snake, yet made from metal. It moved from left to right as if inspecting the man before it quickly unlatched a small needle on it's end and plunged into the man's forehead.

What happened next was painful for the vicitim,. His arms and legs started to flail uncontrollabaly and his eyes lost their vision, however after a moment or two everything stopped and the human was now uncomfortably placed in a room with an arrow inside of his forehead ... And a voice inside of his head.

"And who would you be, creature of four collumns ?"

Drakador_Chaos

Node_Man
The scans continued regardless of the results, obseriving the surroundings of the ship, though now with passive scans.
The active internal scans were directed at the odd object the cube had left behind, trying to make sense of the hum.
In the mewanwhile the external scans focused on the crack in realspace, with an astounding accuracy it tried to identify the dimension the crack led to, whilst simulatneously scanning whatever the object inside the crack was, trying to determine wether it was alive, another construct, or simply a spaceship.
Notably the ship still hadn´t moved, holding its position with a stoic indifference.

ONI

Node_Man The prowler marks this location for later use and heads home.

Node_Man

TheRainmaker

"what the fuck! -- No! Who are you?! And why are you in my head asshole?"

the captain doesn't sound very compliant, disgruntled and still hurting from whatever the hell had just happened to him. But do you blame him really? He starts looking around

Drakador_Chaos

your scan through the mirror like rift brings nothing back. Nothing you wanted anyway. It just transmitted the scan back like a mirror, refracting the very scan itself. But you can scan the rift itself, not beyond it as nothing can seem to go within, not even positive or antimatter. Though it just seems to be tearing them apart in a violent reaction. Severing that space in this reality like an axe through wood.

TheRainmaker Drakador_Chaos ONI

the rift cracks wider like an eye. Ripping at the seams of space itself. Then, a gigantic, monolithic construct makes its way through. It only goes halfway through the rift and rouge space rocks hitting it from the nearby belt do no real damage. Is that Hull even metal? It looks like a marbly obsidian, but when the space rock hit it the monolithic construct created a resounding buzz. Though can only be heard from within a ship. Its like the sound of a triangle but more artificial, stranger. Similar to an explosion underwater or the sound of a whale moaning and calling in the deep blue, a sound strong enough to break your bones.

the monolithic construct creates its full exit. The crack stays open. Upon closer inspection, the monolithic construct has multicoloured dancing lights that go red, orange, yellow, orange all around it like wildfire, and small, handwritten sized runes etched onto the Hull. Why is that there? And they're not anything from here. They don't even look to be a language, just shapes slapped on for good measure. But these shapes have patterns, they have rhythm and meaning. But it's all madness and deranged scribbling to the untrained eye. Only an ethereally mindless race of higher beings could understand this deranged nonsense. The texts are all evenly lined against the Hull like some sort of scripture, like this monolith was just one huge memorial, just without the pictures. Possibly something religious? No, there's nothing holy about this huge, blackened scripture of a monolith.

this behemoth of a construct bares no visible weapons, nor moves itself into any attacking position, it just lingers like a gentle giant, watching all of you

Drakador_Chaos

Node_Man
As the new ship arrived through the rift, the black silhouette, for the first time in a while, actually moved.
It moved a couple dozen kilometres away from the new ship, though it seemed to be more of a security measure more than actual fear or something alike, considering the movement seeemd to be without hurry.
Having gained said distance, the ship began to run comparisons of the runes on the ship to a vast databank of languages of species inhabitant but also foreign to G-S16.
In the meanwhile a transmission was sent, the first time since the shadow had arrived.
It contained the same images of the cube, the creature and the odd signs the cube had never seen before, notably not the ones on the ship, once more in a questioning manner, as if to see if either of these stood in any relation.

TheRainmaker

Node_Man

The man feels dizzy again, his arms and legs begin to get heavier as do his eyelids. He would soon begin to curl up into a sleeping position in this 0 G environment, however just before he closes his eyes and falls into a deep slumber a surge of sudden energy flows through the man's veins and soon enough, the walls around him started to shift and conjugate. The show was very mesmerizing, however soon the effects ceased and the venturer was now stuck in eternal darkness. Atleast his head was now free of the needle, or simply appeared to be. Soon enough a rainbow vertical light struck the shadows. It swiftly widened up and seemed to "open" before revealing a middle-aged man with an old fashioned, light-brown suit and a coin in his right hand. And then, he spoke :

"Tick, tock, tick, tock, the time goes on ... I am just Clarce, if you are looking as to who i am. To answer your other question - Because we have a problem on our hands now." He said while fiddling with the coin and slowly making steps in more or less the direction of the captain. "Can you anwser me ... uh ... What was the thing onboard the ship you just zoomed out of?" As the sentence finished, the man in the suit stopped waddling and looked at the man.

Node_Man

Drakador_Chaos

the language could not be deciphered, its as if it never existed, not from here. Not from anywhere or nowhere. But all of the images now have correlation. The cube and the titanic vessel are related, that thing that had latched off of the ship and the same vessel are related, everything. It comes back to whatever this is. The small piece of the cube inside your ship vanishes into thin air, seemingly back with the rest of it.

Node_Man

TheRainmaker

the captain laughs at you

"where do I fuckin' begin? That big purple mass on my ship? The only dead body in my ship? That cube? The brute inside my ship? And I'll throw in a bonus one for you, just for you, how about why my ship and that planet are on loop? Pick your poison friend, there were many things that left with me on that ship, I could feel it. And that purple mass? You bet your ass there's more on that planet"

he takes out a hip flask, oddly enough, it's fine. He takes a swig out of it

"I suggest you nuke it. I don't give a flying fuck who it belongs to or what wars it'll start. Take my advice"

Drakador_Chaos

Node_Man
Having come to the evident conclusion that the ship was related to whatever is on the temporally looped planet, the box and the organic 'thing' which had formerly been clinging to the orbital ship, the foreign spaceship seemed to fall into silence, the images faded and the transmission closed.
There had been no notable connection or reaction to the signs it showed the otherdimensional visitor, which may have added to said silence, although reproducing the AI´s thoughtprocess would likely be a task on its own, wether all this would be valued positively or negatively would likely remain a mystery.
After a few minutes a simple yet complicated transmission came. It was only a single word or more accurately its concept that was being conveyed in a multitude of languages and alphabets, including a number of human ones, galactic standard, some extinct languages and also one refered to as 'universal' due to how easy it was to understand.
Although all of this information was likely unknown and irrelevant to the visitors.
The transmission simply stated...

[identify]

In enough languages and dialects that even the otherdimensional visitors may likely be able to, if not understand, at least make sense of it.
The ship in the meanwhile remained idle and waited.

TheRainmaker

Node_Man

The man takes a few steps to one side then another, as if thinking about something and then swiftly turns towards the captain again. He fiddles the collar of his white shirt under the suit and begins : "I will consider doing that. though if can i would prefer to capture the thing ... And where do stories begin ?" He asked before adding, in a plain voice "At the beggining. I'd say start from there" Afterwards, he lifted the coin in his hand at his eye level and toyed with it.