The First

Fort_Master_Gustav

From the edges of G-S16, in one of its long-forgotten branches, an old piece of metal slowly starts spinning, this 12-sided piece of metal spins faster and faster, translating this spin into another smaller circle down the center, this action would have been futile in most cases, but not now. As something far and far away answered back the space inside of the circle jumped to life and filled with an amplitude of colors, in its inside a memorable shape could be seen, a triangle, surrounded by three trapezoids, all completely black.

The Gateway

The shapes stopped spinning and stabilized, then, from the inside of it, a single ship came out, and the misterious gateway closed, deactivated, its black shape imperceptable against the darkness of the infinite universal background, that ship stood there for a few moments, until it used an unknown method of travel, appearing in a far away barren world filled with mountains, and settling down in its dusty surface.

From the ship's seemlessly shaped grey metal, platforms generated themselves, from where humanoid shapes were produced from the otherwise dark entrails of the ship, they existed in weird plated suits with triangular helmets and a slope on its apex, with the same symbol once on the portal, now on their helmets, they started shaping the barren world, digging to its entrails and from them producing grey and black metallic shapes, their purpose was unknown.

In days, they generated facilities, defenses and infrastructure, entrenching themselves in this alien world. They monitored the space, they knew what inhabited G-S16, and thusly, they planned their next step.

Drakador_Chaos

Pyramid head? Is it you? 🤔

Fort_Master_Gustav

DISCLAIMER: THIS POST CONTAINS GORE AND VISCERAL DESCRIPTIONS, VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.

(This story accompanies the primitive beings from @dafeeeeeeeeeesh 's event through one of the facilities of the Deltas, their journeys are short, agonizing and irreversible)

Ten ships fly over-head on the planet, they land on some kind of concrete pad, that connects to a larger building. Their engines deactivate and the crew that was its tripulation exits it, and enters the larger building.

The larger building seems to be engraved into the rock of a mountain, with the smaller entrance where the ships have docked, and then a large triangle with a slope on top emerging from the apex of the mountain, it is smooth and dark grey, broken by lighter grey plates attached to it that run its perimeter, with some exposed grey ducts and cables. Atop it sits some kind of antenna, a smoke-stack that produces a constant stream of green haze that quickly dissipates from the air, on the very top, a large cannon is watchful over the grey sky, though the place seems completely desolate.

Around the triangular building some metallic implants into the mountain, probably digging into it as a sort of base, can be seen, with some more of the same cannons atop of the building sprinkled around the general vicinity of the building. The planet they are in is quite desolate, there's barely any life in it and the life that is is located quite far from where they are, however, a crow's noise can be heard, as a large bird-like creature flies over the building, it passes over the green haze from the smoke stack.

The bird then drops, its body crashing to the ground with violence. Blood gushes out from its eyes as it starts to lose out feathers and desintegrate into some kind of sludge in a slow and agonizing process, crowned by its own screeches of pain, until all is desintegrated down even to the bone.

WHRRRRRRRRRRR -- CLUNK

Tsssssssssssssssssssssss -- thump

The bay doors of the ships open, revealing primitive man stacked atop of each other, slowly, they start to awaken to a room so dark that its corners are barely visible, they are confused, as the only place they can go is a single small corridor for each ship. One of them wanders down to the end, and dissapears in what appears to be an act of magic, surprising the other people. The truth however was a sliding door that closed that single person inside an absurdly small cubicle of dark metal, then:

BZZZZZZZT

From somewhere, this primitive man is stunned, he'd fall to the ground if there was space, but he keeps standing, arms thrown down and body flopped over itself. In a moment's notice, he feels that, although he is able to move, he is locked in place. Unbeknownst to him, he had been caged to a kind of half-open sarcophagus with so many metallic restraints that he could barely move, this sarcofagus slowly inserted thin spikes throughout his back, piercing about 1cm deep and stopping only if there was bone, the spikes were thin enough to not cause bleeding, but the pain of the piercing combined with the constant shock that this device outputted made it a horrifying experience.

The door in front of him opened, the harness, together with him, moved in a railing situated overhead from him, it was an open hall with dim lightening coming from above and a hole below of which the bottom could not be seen. They descended for about three minutes in an unknown speed, until a door was generated from the side of the great vertical hall, connecting the railing overhead, they proceeded towards a dark and tight corridor.

It was all completely dark, until the harness stopped, he could hear some kind of mechanical whirring but could not see what was happening, until a hatch underneath him opened up. Below him was a spatious vat of green sludge, the same that could be seen emanating from the top of the building, he was slowly lowered into the large vat.

It was a horrifyingly painful process that broke both the body and the mind of anyone that had undergone it. The sludge first touched his feet, it started to burn tremendously as a small sizzling noise was heard, he tried to scream but if he did the spikes in his back hurt even more, and the shock made it even worse, it descended his whole lower body into it, the sludge was actually extremely thin, entering through his pores, underneath his nails, even his reproductive and excretory organs, as it seeped in he could feel flesh and skin dissassemble into its very componnents, the sludge turned red because of blood but it seemed to flow in a constant current that hit him from the front.

Finally, his whole body was submersed, he could not breath and even trying to keep his mouth or eyes shut proved useless against the thin sludge that somehow seeped into them nonetheless, his lungs burned as they filled with the liquid, he tried to cough in a natural reaction, stabbing himself more with the spikes. At this point he had already gone blind from the corrosion of his eyes that turned into a soup, he was a red mist amidst the green vat. After about 5 minutes, the whole process was over, any medical professional would say that he had died an agonizing death by total corrosion.

Yet, he hadn't

His brain was still intact, and so was his nervous system, it sent signal after signal of pain in and endless stream, he could not feel his body anymore, he could not hear or see anything, all he knew was endless agony and death. Then, from behind the harness whose spikes had stabbed him and now have retreated, a kind of tube came, this tube shot out a small net, that encompassed his brain, whilst 5 mechanical arms with what seemed like industrial glue guns started to print out a new body for him.

The net then started to shock his brain, electrical signal after electrical signal was sent, the message was repeated billions of times to the destroyed brain, it was a message of submission, meant to break every last bit of the soul of the person in this devilish machine, it corrupted and destroyed until whatever came into the vat exited a completely submissive slave with naught but a figment of memory of what it once was.

Multiple mechanical devices were installed into the reformed body of the slave, a great deal of them was inside of them, but a kind of mask was left on the face, where the nose and mouth were supposed to be, the right eye was replaced with some sort of robotic implant. Formed completely, his role was chosen. the mechanical arms printed out the rest of the head as the net retracted from the exposed brain that was now a smaller size, then they closed off the arms and legs in stumps, as they drilled implants into it, its right arm was a metallic stump from the middle of the humerus down, ending in a sort of multi-purpose lock meant to fit tools. Its left arm was adapted into a long metallic arm with a sort of adaptor port to control electronic devices, its two legs were stumps that gave away to thin pipes that ended in hoove-like feet. Atop its head it had a small input device, likely to subject it to any more of the devilish alterations that its masters wanted. It was skinny and bony, it had no mouth and no nose.

The arms then re-formed the back that was pierced with the spikes, and then the arms retracted downwards as the vat emptied and water rushed along, washing all the equipment and leaving the vat then empty and the re-formed being laying on the ground, the sarcophagus-like harness retracted upwards, likely to get another one of the primitive beings and repeat the process about a ten thousand times. The green sludge was then refined to gather organic material that would be used in the production of more of these beings, or more troops, and the wasted part was burned away and released into the atmosphere. This was no building, this was an industrial facility, meant to create a submissive slave force from unwilling subjects. This is only a fragment of the horror that is these misterious people.

The primitive that once inhabited the body is gone, its mind was used in an industrial process of pain, transforming it into a mindless slave that'd toil endlessly to feed this horrifying machine.
It got up from the now-opened vat, exited the dark-room that it was in, looking around, thousands of other vats could be seen, with hundreds of other beings exactly like it exiting them, they walked in unison, gaining their orders from the electronic device, they all descended deeper into the bowels of the planet, furthering the reach of horror, enlarging the heart of terror in endless toil and agonizing suffering alike.

Art for the Mind-Altered Slave:
Slave

dafeeeeeeeeeesh

Fort_Master_Gustav
(was this inspired by the borg and the salves from half life 2?)

Fort_Master_Gustav

dafeeeeeeeeeesh
(No borg inspiration, the slave's art was inspired by the half-life 2 stalkers, but a lot of it is my stuff.)

dafeeeeeeeeeesh

Fort_Master_Gustav
(am i allowed to respond to this or is this just the events that happened? i cant tell because the post is very long and stuff kidna gets jumbled together for me.)

Fort_Master_Gustav

dafeeeeeeeeeesh
(It just happened, since I kinda invaded your event I thought that it was only fair that I showed why I did it)

dafeeeeeeeeeesh

Fort_Master_Gustav
(So are the first an Ai biological or some sort of middle point?)

Fort_Master_Gustav

A single lone ship appears over the skies of the barren world, the skies are now green-ish and the buildings of the world have changed, now, it appears to have a massive canyon in a section of it, and two more towers that emanate the green smoke from atop different peaks in this barren world.
This ship, however, lands on the oldest one, it seems taller and stronger, more cannons pepper its surroundings, the mountain seems more like a metal bunker than rock as numerous slits with turrets can be seen within it, the ship approaches the top of the oldest triangular tower, as three of troopers unload from it. The ship flies towards the massive canyon that is obscured in darkness, dissapearing within it.

The three soldiers pass through a series of doors that seem guarded by small turrets on the ceiling with weapons similar to the ones in the drones in UltraBlast's event. Everything is barely visible, the place is pratically engulfed in darkness, as the backpack of the trooper in the middle glows, poorly lighting the halls up.
They reach what appears to be some kind of glass platform with railings going through the center. On the side of it there's an interface with a small circular plug into it, one of the troopers connects a device situated above their index finger to the plug, and the elevator starts rapidly descending through the railings.

Such is done for some more times, between exiting elevators and entering them again, they must be some kilometers underneath the surface of the planet, that is until they don't take any more elevators.

They walk through the weirdly shaped halls of black metal, straight angles aren't a rarety between these corridors, they come to a weird gigantic hall that stretches indefinetly upwards, thousands of small sarcophagus-like devices run on railings and enter walls with humanoid creatures. Walking further ahead, and descending an ample ramp, they come to a massive underground room that appears to be semi-circular. There's a slot within the center of the room, and the room is surrounded by some thick black liquid that looks like a mix of tar and latex.

The three troopers move onwards to the center of the room, one of them opens the backpack and reveals the device from the recent event with @dafeeeeeeeeeesh , which is placed in the center of the slot.

Upon placement, the slot rotates slowly as the device is retreated into the ground, plates close the doors that lead to the semi-spherical room and a massive metal plate covers the lid of the device, the room is now flush with the pools of dark liquid, which have elevated.

From the pool of dark liquid, and ahead of the three troopers, emerges an inverted piramidal shape from the liquid, slowly forming and rising up from it. until it hovers above and in front of the troopers, that look at it. The three press buttons within their helmets, and disengage the top of it, kneeling down and looking upwards towards the figure. The room is pitch black.

There's a red circle within the piramidal "being", it fades out into the black of the liquid that once formed it, it starts to fluctuate in timed pauses, it does such for about 3 minutes, then, the three troopers get up on their feet, and move towards it. They walk into the pool of thick black liquid, slowly sinking into it, looking at the piramidal being, until they are fully encompassed by it, never to be seen again. The piramidal shape then disforms, splashing down the liquid that settles back into the circular pool around the generating device that's now hidden.

Meanwhile...

From the massive canyon generates three large ships after the whole event with the troopers has ellapsed, they slowly float upwards into the sky, and then into space, they form a triangle around the world, and sit there for about a day.
After the time has passed, they warp, more like teleporting, to nearby systems, at which they touch down and start unloading tens of thousands of slave workers, that already start digging away at the rock of the worlds that they touched down upon. Within a day, there's already a triangular building in construction, and within a week, the original ship's dissapeared, and green fog emanates from the top of the triangular-paralelepipedal building.

Fort_Master_Gustav

BLASPHEMOUS VIRTUOSO

Another ship takes off, and another ship lands, and another takes off, and another lands. The process has been repeated many times, and the pattern is always the same: They land in a planet with an inactive core, usually baren worlds full of dust and devoid of all life, and proceed to shred all the other planets do dust. It is a wonder, however, that they always seem to erect the same systems in the planets, like some kind of well-programed robot they follow the same duties, toiling endlessly.
Deeply entrenched into worlds that counted in the dozens now, the dark hunks of metal dug deep into it, in many cases stopping very short of the true core, where temperatures were simply too hot to live, though specialized workers still mined. Like an ant's hive, they dug thousands of small tunnels, that in their own regard were calculated efforts in search of minerals and expansion, and so their facilities grew ever deeper and more complex, embedded in darkness.
Hissing filled some chambers, like a hissing of pressurized pipes, and out of great vats came a vast assortment of abominations, they were amalgams of flesh and metal, and their purposes were varied, ranging from vehicles to soldiers they formed a vast array of a multi-faceted operational military, their ammount of assets was unknown, but working like a well-oiled clockwork, their firepower seemed to grow more and more with each week that passed, going by mostly unnoticed by the galaxy's other powers that be.
From above one of the worlds circulated 3 large hunks of black, seemless metal, orbiting the planet who beautifully reflected the star's light to look like a green marble against the darkness of space and the deeply mined worlds that once were in the system. A ship appeared above them, like if it had turned a corner in reality it came into view in the randomness of their usual FTL systems. This ship was big, almost 1 kilometer from its farthest edges, the surface was populated with small turrets that blended into its dark hull, while a few, larger cannons were also evident. The ship was too large to descend into the world, but with it came 5 other ships, noticeably smaller than it.
The 5 ships descended into the world and stopped at the base of a mountain, large artillary cannons populated the mountain-transformed-bunker, large precipices were sealed off by matte white glass-like material, while other large round holes were almost invisible, obscured by the dust but now revealed by the 5 ships who landed in a large metallic hanger etched into the side of the mountain. It started to rain from the green skies.
From 4 of the 5 ships generated a varied amplitude of G-S16 species, who were shunned into small slits into the armor, dissapearing into the darkness to a fate well-known. Some tried running from the fear, but there was no-where to run at this point, and the few who jumped off the hangar dissolved to death under the hellish rain.
The other ship opened its door, and out of it came a sizeable quantity of Delta troopers, all seeming to be injured. Some had only their plated armor damaged, to which they headed deep within the facility to something akin to an armory, where they'd dump the broken armor plates for recycling, and lodge new ones into the armor. Others, however, were truly injured, ranging from a few bullet holes to missing arms or whole parts of their torso, yet they still walked, and instead of bleeding they oozed something akin to water from their injuries. They headed to a place with many vats, where they'd release themselves of the most of their armor they could, and the vat's own automated machinery would repair their broken bodies into shape, using some unknown material.
Deeper within the facility, however, walked another being, one whose power was enough to wipe the planet, and whose evil was unchallenged in the same.

Clink Clink Clink

His nigh dark-goldenrod staff resounded within the dark corridors he walked in, kilometers underneath the ground. The light that shone from its tip was the only that the eye would see for hundreds of miles in these facilities, making its low illumination of the halls even creepier.
The being turned a corner, and a large etch into the wall, small in depth, fell in a triangular pattern blending into the ground, revealing a much larger room.
Mindless workers operated booths etched into the walls of the elongated 7-walls room, though there was a larger table set upon its center, where someone awaited him.

About time, brother.

At least I am here, the fools are getting un-resty, what about the coordinates?

A fluke, though you'd obviously rather see it for yourself.

The technicolor-plated trooper swept his hand to the side, the large table generated a projection of some kind of planet, its main energetic signatures mapped.

As expected, next time I won't be so sloppy, but the façade is holding up well.

Yes, but she is also getting unresty, and you know it. We must move at once, I have easy targets for us.

Once again the trooper swept his hand, and multiple images appeared upon the table, marked with multiple coordinates and bubbles of territory of the various nations that inhabited G-S16.

As for the larger ones, you know the drill. Drop in, assassinate, evacuate. Do not waste your element of surprise.

And why should I hear you?

You know exactly why.

The technicolor's head tilts towards the other being, he looks at the being's staff emitting the eerie light, before snapping back towards the table.

The faster we sweep them the easier it will be to find the pieces. Planet E-6 reported that they found one, etched into the core of the world, we're threading towards the right path.

Did you send it to her yet?

Don't make yourself a fool, you know the procedure. Now, for the next incursion...

The technicolor trooper and the being with the staff continued talking for hours and hours, before each dismissed themselves into the depths of the facility again. From each of the worlds they occupied forces were getting ready, ships were being filled with ammunition and taking off into orbit, massive ammounts of military assets implanted into the surface of the planets and moved into ships, they were getting ready.