official lod lore

ShakeshaBererund

RandomCommander can you clarify the tech, i want to knosw so i can respond in an appropriate way?

RandomCommander

ShakeshaBererund ((Hmm, the only command center console that remained was... Blood cult... so...))

The part that the Console came on had an ominous crimson liquid coming out of it, and some withered, blue, dead veins connected in various parts of the console. The text on the console was blinking red. One of the lifter droids held a canister of equally ominous liquid, which seemed to power the infested-looking console with a rushing, liquid-y noise. Splattered, dried blood covered what little wall came with the console. Even the Core-AI were unsettled by this grotesque look of the salvaged material - they seem to be backing away from it.

ShakeshaBererund

RandomCommander ((hmmmm, ill ork with it))

Shakesha starts tampering with the many parts, seeming to have an inherent understanding of it, and the device glows. "Wow, you tore it out of the walll didnt ye? No matter, that canister you have will work" suddenly, an unknown connection seems to establish between her and the device, and a small ai appears, most likely her pilot self (whats left of it) and reenters Shakeshas body "Fickle thing, it mistook my pain as being torture, ill have to teach it otherwise" after she says this, the command console gets avsorbed into light, and enters shakeshas body too, apperantly a "meal"

RandomCommander

ShakeshaBererund

The Security AI, Zero-Quad, seemed a bit nervous.
"CAUTION: SECURITY SCANS HAD IDENTIFIED A POTENTIAL VIRUS WITHIN THE SYSTEMS OF THESE SHIPS, BUT WE'VE NULLIFIED MOST OF THE HOSTILE CODE - AT LEAST, I THINK SO. I TRUST THIS... PILOT SUB-AI IS MOSTLY UNAFFECTED NOW?"

ShakeshaBererund

RandomCommander
"Disease? Ive never heard of one, but even if it was, it would only affetc, and kill, everythign alomst instantly. Well, at ftl speeds at least.So then, your answer i no."Particles of light start expanding around shakesha, and a solar system (comlete with a star) appear, and you can see a civilization rise, and take to the stars, in less then a minute, then the civilisation starts building around certain objects in the room, namely the walls. "You see, this universe i created, is that little civilizations sphere, cube, whichever. If i take it away, it dies" the sun goes supernova, shaking the ship, and annihilating the civilization " We can judge them, try them, and punish them. But, in the end, we all die." a new star appears in a corner on the ceiling, and a planet rises from it, and another system, in the oppistite corner on the floor. "you see, we can build, destroy, but in the end, war comes, destroying all." the two seperate civilizations find, and attack, each other. One of them appears to fire a nuke into the others star, causing another universe to end, and the staton to shake once more. " Its all relative, and we have to realize the power one single objet can hold, like a rogue ai pilot, or a command console that was just used to make 2 universes" shakesha sits down, clearly hurt and malnourished after using almost all her systems to demonstrate her resolve

albin_xl

RandomCommander suddenly. i appeared out of nowhere and then suddenly, pineapples.

RandomCommander

ShakeshaBererund

"...More pancakes then!" Constable-Unknown proceeded to a corner of the room and started forming some pancakes. Meanwhile, Cobra-Composite looked to the Lifter droid and... nodded? Whatever that did, the Lifter droid went back out of the room to get something.

"Little things can lead to catastrophic events, yes. Whereas your resolve seems anchored to this dimension, know that the Collective spans quite a number of universes, in multiple dimensions. We realize that we are not complete 'gods,' in technicality, but regardless of standing we have a goal that we strive for and a job we hold responsibility for - We collect information, archive it, bring it to future generations should the need arise, and watch the beauty of logic and order come to its highest point. We will experience all we want to experience, to further the goals of the Collective."

Now the Yellow glowing AI seems to glow brighter, and he puts his hands on the table in the room - suddenly a multitude of stars branch out, then some planets orbiting them - it seems to be a setup much similar to Shakesha's. "Civilizations may come, and civilizations may go, but the memories of each are important to us." And civilizations came to rise on the planets, large cities, space elevators, and soon spacefaring starships appeared and zipped about. "Every mistake has its lesson, and every lesson learned is valuable in of itself. Knowing this, the Collective strive not just to learn from their own mistakes, but from the mistakes of others." Multiple anomalous features started to appear, miniature black holes sucking an entire system, meteor storms blowing away entire fleets of ships, gaseous clouds causing ships to disappear inside and never come out, planets catching on fire and dying out... pretty soon, this "galaxy" had become a sort of space wasteland. Cobra-Composite waved his hand and once more a sun went supernova, wiping out the simulated life in the entire room and causing the station to shake a third time.

"In this unfortunately chaotic cycle, we have to create a meaningful life for ourselves, isn't that what it all simplifies into?"

Meanwhile, Constable-Unknown plunked down a plate containing a stack of pancakes with lots of syrup and even butter. "None of that table sugar stuff this time around - another experiment for another day perhaps."

((Geez, typing all that made me so tired. Bedtime I guess!))

ShakeshaBererund

RandomCommander slowly eats pancakes, enjoyment is a new feeling "Hmmm, not like i cre about organics, except i am partially one"

[deleted]

Darkhold oh ok

Gladiaxa

A fleet arrives: Chocolate is better than vanilla ...

RandomCommander

"SHIT. i'M DETECTING ANOTHER WEIRD IN THIS GENERAL VICINITY."
((Non-Canon sentence, but still relevant))

ShakeshaBererund

RandomCommander this symbol means non canon, form now on::: $

RandomCommander

ShakeshaBererund Remind me not to use BASIC Coding language when I'm around you then. That's the symbol for a $STRINGVARIABLE

ShakeshaBererund

RandomCommander

ShakeshaBererund

ah, fun my bad

RandomCommander

ShakeshaBererund "Indeed. This 'Partially-Organic' Factor is extremely interesting in of itself."

ShakeshaBererund

RandomCommandershakesha rolls her eyes,cnot caring much about it. Meanwhile, the station is still rumbling. Every time it does, the pilot ai appears and starts laughing "You know, being oart orgaic is being mortal, i dont know what i am but i sense i came from somewhere else, a lab maybe." ((chech the very first post))

RandomCommander

ShakeshaBererund
Constable-Unknown pulled up something from his upper right "arm" and started reading it. "According to what we could pull from the console before you forcefully broke down its atomic material as sustenance, an anomalous particle-based material was released that caused havoc in most of your empire... an Ally to us, too. As a last resort, they self-destructed themselves, but were too worried about you. You seem to be so important that they decided NOT to destroy you in the process of destroying themselves, and In fear of leaving you alone in this galaxy, they sent you to us. For some reason, not all 450979 detected problems have been solved, and we speculate some parts are holding themselves up to solve these problems before eventually terminating themselves due to this virus of sorts..."

The Station shook, a lot harder this time. The AI Pilot appeared again and tried to look innocent, stifiling laughter as best as it could, but Zero-Quad glared at the pilot with his torso-protruding eye. He seemed to speak in a softer, yet still condescending tone: "Congratulations, you found the Anti-gravitational thrust emitters, those are not toys for you to play with." The security head then isolates the Helm and Antigrav thrust system controls and locks them behind an advanced encryption gate.

albin_xl

RandomCommander you should write a book about this...

Drakador_Chaos

RandomCommander
...as the Pilot disappeared once more, the Warlord walked out of the wall, he held a small pad with some statistics on it in his hands, he pointed at a few of them...
"...well I´m not sure, but I think you might want to deal with that..." he leaves the room once more through the other wall and leaves behind the pad, the data apparently shows a constant exponential increase in the energy signatures of the stations weapon systems, as soon as the Pilot-AI disappeared this time...

ShakeshaBererund

RandomCommander " he likes toys, hes but a metaphorical child. However, i expect that when i get back to my home system, i can see to this 'shutdown' of mine. Ive no idea what i am, but i will find out, also, can you provide me with basic tinkering tech. Mayne a small port to build in while i'm here. my coding says this is imperative. Also, if you evr tell my pilot no again, youll have to really watch it. He likes technicalities, and will exlpoit them. thats why he ran, to grab the other ai hat got abandoned"

RandomCommander

ShakeshaBererund Drakador_Chaos
Zero-Quad took the pad and analyzed it, then glared at Shakesha. It was mostly out of exasperation, but there also seemed to be another, slightly hidden emotion within his eye - a hint of fear. "CONCLUSIVE SPECULATION: YOUR PILOT SUB-AI WAS PROGRAMMED WITHOUT A PROPER PATERNAL OVERSIGHT, WASN'T IT? IF SO, THAT WAS A RATHER... TROUBLING DECISION. AT LEAST, CONCERNING US."

Zero-Quad disappeared to rectify any problems that happen on the station, while Cobra-Composite addressed Shakesha. "You should know that, while we realize and accept the existence of chaos, we want to have as little of it as possible in any given situation."

"In Actuality: There is no problem with studying chaotic phenomenon, however,"

"Yes, but when it comes to enacting Collective Protocol, we prefer to do it... 'By the Book' in some cases."

"We'll provide you with a workshop within the starbase. However, while we cannot dedicate an access port for your personal needs, we can instead initiate a pocket dimension anchored to the 4th dimension, dedicated to your tinkering desires. As it is anchored within the fourth layer, it comes with a natural benefit that you can take as long as you want to build a ship, and can still deploy it on the same timeframe you conceive of the idea in this layer. We feel this is a greatly superior option than your request to reserve an access port.."