Author Topic: Android Upgrades? (Read 2124 times)

Zero · « **on:** October 30, 2011, 02:48:25 PM »

The plane was shattered and there was no way to mend it, at least not yet. As he pondered over these things, the automaton known as Ares who was the last member of the Order of Concordia, well the only member to remain in freedom besides Allen at present shadow traveled. Arriving near a derelict ship in space that happened to be located near the Marid Colony A, Ares opened his mouth. A simple wind spell and an environmental bubble around him and the ship would cause the nanites that he had inside of himself to come out to some degree and begin to repair the ship and reform it. This ship would not be like the other ones, but something different and something newer. The time had come to upgrade his form and body so that he could go on par with most mages and handle them effectively. Yet what could he invent that could do so? Ares realized that he would need a lot more fire power to deal with any major threats that should arise in this shattered plane. Space was cold, but due to his android shell he was unaffected by the space or need to breathe or anything like that. Still, he added heat to his enviromental bubble just so he didn't freeze over.

His current body was not cut out to handle massive amounts of enemy ballistics. Even if it was, the body was too fragile and too weak compared to what he needed now and would have to make for himself so that he could become prepared to step things up to the next level. A new body was needed, and for that he would need different sciences. While he knew all Narrikian ones, their sciences were inferior compared to the other empires out there that he had not had a chance to study yet. The ship?s data banks said that it was one of the mech ships owned by the Order, or had been. The ship thus belonged to him or so he thought since he was the last member of the Order of Concordia in the shattered plane at present anyway. So he would see what secrets the planet nearby held, and perhaps build a factory on it to assemble a battalion or battalions of copies of himself. Such would be needed after all eventually, but he would make each one different and make them have generals.

"Soon, I will begin phase two of my upgrades."

Capxeno · « **Reply #1 on:** October 30, 2011, 03:11:33 PM »

The Spire of Winter approached the derelict ship, a small merchant vassal lacking any weapons technology. The captain had been ordered to do a formation military exercise on the frail abandoned vassal. The Ee'Ching was one of the new powerhouses of the Collective, and required some testing of its systems.

Salahiem stood behind the captains chair, all of the Marid held a vague humanoid form. The reason for the Chancellor of Internal Affairs' presence? Even though he believed in peaceful interaction with other space faring civilizations, he knew that the Collective needed a strong military to have the political clout to make anything happen.

So, as the Ee'ching deployed its fleet of frigates with a flash of fold-warp. The twenty Nagants deployed their cannon funnels, and the eighty Zunals positioned all flanks and charged their weapons. The Spire of Winter itself has it defenses raised and weapons charged. In a few moments the dummy target would be destroy and the exercise would be over.

Zero · « **Reply #2 on:** October 30, 2011, 03:15:46 PM »

When the ships flanked the one he was upgrading, Ares generated a barrier of magic around it in order to keep himself safe as he had self-preservation programming after all. The barrier was not all he did however and so he pushed a button and his arm turned into a blaster. A portal opened at the barrel of the blaster and near crucial points on the enemy ships after he took a moment to analyze them. When blasts of energy came from the enemy ships they hit the magical barrier, a portal dome around the ship and would be transported to dead-space. Each attack would meet the same defensive action, while his micromachines continued adding weapons systems and more materials and taking apart asteroids and meteors in this part of space to use to upgrade the ship into something he could work with.

An attack against him eh? Well let?s see what these enemies were made out of. Searching around for a transmitter on this ship he sent out a transmission.
Cease Fire

Capxeno · « **Reply #3 on:** October 30, 2011, 03:31:44 PM »

The Spire of Winter went into a frenzy of analyzing the sensor read outs as the magic barrier, the weapons had not been fired yet, so there was no fire to cease. However, in a flash of light, a number of Marid soldiers folded over onto the ship itself. Not needing an atmosphere themselves these Marid soldiers could fill every deck of the derelict ship, search for the target.

The Spire of Winter's Fold-warp enveloped a number of the Nagant cannon funnels,. Folding them right past the magic barrier. Each funnel ready to hit critical mass.

The captain of the Spire pf Winter, sent a simple message to the source of the transmission.

<<Cease hostile action and turn yourself over to the custody of the Collective or face elimination.>>

Zero · « **Reply #4 on:** October 30, 2011, 03:43:21 PM »

As troops folded themselves onto the ship, Ares walked around trying to sense where these intruders were and changed his arm. No longer was it in blaster mode, but it had become the hand mode once more instead of the blaster he had installed inside of his body. Well the blaster that had been installed during his creation anyway so he could blast someone out of his way quite easily. Yes, he would cooperate with what they wished for now. Learning more about this people, and about their strange devices that managed to get around his magical shield would be for the best anyway. Approaching one of the soldiers he was about to turn himself over to their custody.

"I am ready to turn myself over to the custody of the collective."

I was using this ship to test a new design I am working on. It is still a work in progress, but I chose this derelict ship since no one cares about it.

Capxeno · « **Reply #5 on:** October 30, 2011, 03:54:26 PM »

A number of vaguely humanoid Marid soldiers flanked Ares, as they lead him to the bridge of the derelict. The Chancellor had received word of him turning himself over, and had begun forming a plan in terms of how he'll be held, and what to do to ensure he was not a threat, then getting as much information as possible out of him.

The fleet of a hundred frigates flanked the derelict in a formation the would prevent any escape as the soldiers took over control of the ship, re igniting its systems and preparing to move to a close orbit to the colony's star.

The Spire of Winter followed the fleet at a safe distance as the derelict moved into its new orbit. The Chancellor considered his options as the imbedded cannon funnels in the derelict were wired that if any tampering with structure of the ship would send them into critical mass. Prevent any "Upgrading".

<<Unknown entity please explain your purpose.>>

Zero · « **Reply #6 on:** October 30, 2011, 04:02:39 PM »

Flanked by soldiers, and unable to upgrade the ship due to the technology they had implanted or had at the ship that would cause it to reach critical mass, Ares began to think of what he would say. His primary programming to find out where the Narrikians were, and to keep them safe from forces like the Anrufe would not be something that needed to be disclosed in this situation, or ever if he had his plan right. But as he thought of it more and more, what else could he say that would lead to the desired objective, namely getting off of this ship and being completely in-tact and in one piece.

"My purpose was a simple one. Find an abandoned ship somewhere. Test my abilities to see if the ship could be reformed into a new model I am working on. After that was done, I was to write down schematics for the new designs I am working on and sell them to raise some money for myself, buy a space station or planet somewhere, and build a factory to produce more of myself. Once that had been achieved I would begin to assimilate data on all known races and technologies in the shattered plane, and after said objective I would finish up by making sure said records were not just stored in me, but were available for future generations. Beyond that, I have no real purpose in this sector of space. "

The nanites ceased to work on the ship as it would cause the ship to reach critical mass, which was something that Ares himself did not want to happen at present. There was much he had to build and invent including the new Blaster arm to replace the old one that needed to be removed. Yes, he would have a lot of tech that he would need to work on when he got the chance. The Anrufe would not fall on their own without help this time around unfortunately. Any scans of Ares would reveal that he was not organic, at least not fully an organic being but mostly mechanical.

King Jeebus · « **Reply #7 on:** October 30, 2011, 04:08:56 PM »

((It says nowhere on any of Ares' stuff that he is EMP resistant.))

Zero · « **Reply #8 on:** October 30, 2011, 04:15:19 PM »

(Edited.)

Capxeno · « **Reply #9 on:** October 30, 2011, 07:00:51 PM »

The Chancellor considered the data that the soldiers were relying to him. The artificial lifeforms purpose seemed... a bit incomplete. However, he did not have any reason to not take the entity at its word. The thing is, he couldn't trust the entity either. This wasn't some civilization he would not war with, this was an individual, with individual goals. The Collective had a tough time understanding something like this lifeform.

<< You will remain where you are, while we extract your memory backs from your artificial structure. You will be re-purposed to the use of the Collective when we are finished analyzing you. We require samples of both your mechanical structure, but also of your source code and methods of memory recording.>>

Zero · « **Reply #10 on:** October 30, 2011, 07:21:45 PM »

Repurpose? Reprogram? Highly unlikely that Ares would let any such thing be done to him now or ever and that was something that would not be negotiable. For reprogramming him would erase who he was and make him a slave of this whatever it was collective which he did not plan on becoming. Thus the android began to go through his options and the alternatives to being reprogrammed. Memory extraction was also something he would not allow. At least not unless he filtered the memories so they did not get any schematics they did not have.

"You may have a sample of my mechanical structure. However of my source code, I will have to render the sample sent to you modified so that no replicas can be made.?"

This would be non-negotiable as he would NOT allow them to make replicas of himself. True he could allow them to study his memories to some degree but that would be a small degree. It would not be a degree that would allow them to create cloned versions of himself or worse, versions that were improved upon and made to be able to destroy him. Repurpose probably meant the collective expected him to work for them for a while. Well he could handle that, it would be nice to have an empire backing him as he made his tech and sold it, trying to corner the market.

Plus there were other reasons they would not be allowed his source code. First and foremost was that his source code was evolving. Secondly he could not allow it to be put into an android that was not made to hold his particular source code. So something donned in his mind that might work instead of giving them an actual copy of his source code he would give them a modified one. A modified one that if put into any machine would scramble it and render it useless besides information databases. Once he finished he sent the source code in a transmission to the Chancellor and said to one of the guards. The transmission also contained every memory he had that was not blueprint, schematic or innovation he had planned for the future.

"Since removing samples from myself would be rather hard, due to my self-preservation circuitry, do you mind if I just magically replicate a sample?"

Capxeno · « **Reply #11 on:** October 30, 2011, 07:26:55 PM »

<<Temporally deactivate, you will be returned to your previous state after we finished out examinations, we only require to see the source code, and all of the stored memory. We have no intention of using any technology you possess, we wish only to fully understand your purpose. Further more, you will serve the Collective, and we must determine how best to purpose you to the Collective's interests.>>

The Chancellor thought long and hard about how best to deal with this entity.

Zero · « **Reply #12 on:** October 30, 2011, 08:16:36 PM »

While their words did seem logical, Ares was not sure about this people. True they had not attacked him or attempted to rip his circuits to shreds yet or make duplicates of him. Deactivating would also render him able to have his magic producing organ removed from his body and destroyed. Not something he particularly wanted them to perform on him and so he looked at the guards for a moment. Thinking of a reply that would be least likely to give the Chancellor any offense he said to him.

"There are certain complex parts of me I would rather not have to replace. Therefore I cannot in good conscience deactivate as you may damage those parts during whatever it is you wish to perform."

"But I will make this concession and identify where you are not to do any tampering if you still insist on examining me and checking my full memory banks."

Ares reached into his databanks and sent his schematics to the Chancellor with some modification, IE the part that was not to be touched labeled magic producing organ or MPO was right in the center of his chest and would trigger defensive mechanisms even while he was powered down. It was hard wired to protect the part of him that produced the magic, something he had not even figured out. Finally he decided that he would deactivate and let them do their thing. So he turned himself off and went into recharge mode and a long spiky cable came out of the back of his neck plugging into a power outlet on the derelict ship and beginning to siphon power from it to recharge him.

Capxeno · « **Reply #13 on:** October 31, 2011, 06:19:30 PM »

The moment that Ares deactivated, a bursting flash of light filled the derelicts bridge. A strange white hair man appeared in the room, the guards did not so much as move a centimeter. The inky black and emerald green feathers that covered the man in strange plumage, gave him a certain terrifying look, that of a raptor about to tear prey apart. A light, sardonic grin crossed the man's face. His name? Sliph, the recently awoken Phoenix Sage, truly a madman.

He would be the one to examine the strange entity, you see, Sliph didn't care about anything but the knowledge. Its an odd insatiable lust that drove him.
So, He got to work with a few muttered words, the deactivated android broken into all of his components, floating eerily in the air. Electronic scans recorded everything in great detail, as Sliph approached the memory unit, taking a full copy of Ares memories. To be sorted for later.

Then Sliph chanted lightly as strings of a powerful magic laced the bare components of Ares, Like little nooses, each thread of the spell wrapped around Ares every part tightly and unflinchingly. What was this spell? Well, it was a trap of sorts. A kind of insurance, the spell could detect if the MPO produced any magic, and could also be activated by Sliph himself.

Should it activate for either reason, two things would happen. It would engulf every part of the woven spell-form in Holy fire, and second it would allow Sliph to teleport Ares into the third cell block of his pocket dimension laboratory. Trapping him in another plane, engulfed in the flames. Sliph was not going to take any chances should this entity use magic or attempt to cross his creations... the Marid. Finished, Ares was reaaasembled, and Sliph disappeared in a flash of milky light.

Chancellor Salahiem still did not know what to think of Sliph. But was grateful for the assistance in studying this entity. Soon, Ares would be done charging, for now the Chancellor looked over his copy of the memories of Ares.

Zero · « **Reply #14 on:** October 31, 2011, 06:32:57 PM »

The memories they would see were mainly schematics for war machines, tanks, helicopters, armors and a lot of other ballistics. It would also include his orders to eliminate groups like Interpol or the Anrufe when the time came to do so. The orders would not be limited to that but would also include recording copies of the tech, schematics and weapons of every empire that the Narrikians had used in the past but had gone far past now in terms of actual technological mastery. It would also include a wide range of magic, and schematics for new inventions that he himself was working on.

When he re-awoke and activated, his systems began to do a sort of systems check. Sensing the powerful energy inside of him, that was not something that had come with him during his creation, the android thought of his options. One was to simply leave the tampering which he had forbidden inside of himself, which really was not an option come to think of it. The second was to lose his ability to perform any kind of magic and remove the energy, no matter what it was. Further sensing led him to sense that it was on every part of him, and if he used magic or even generated magic it would do something, but he was not sure what. So he would have to leave his magic deactivated at least for now as much as he hated to be rendered without that kind of ability there were other things he was capable of.

Whatever the energy was, it could not be tampered with at this time as Ares did not understand much about it. It was something that he likely would have to remove from himself somehow at some point. Perhaps if he downloaded a copy of himself to another location later, that would suffice to be a backup should this configuration of his body be destroyed, it would allow him to survive. True he would lack magic for a while until he managed to update his body into something else.

"Illegal modification to my body has been detected. Something is wrong with my systems. There is an unknown energy inside of me. What is said unknown energy, and how do I remove it?"

Capxeno · « **Reply #15 on:** November 01, 2011, 04:18:41 PM »

Salahiem shook his head, and sent his reply through the guards. "I do not know what was done to you. You'll have to take it up with your examiner. However, I do not know how to remove them, and honestly I'd have to sign your execution if you did."

Zero · « **Reply #16 on:** November 01, 2011, 04:44:03 PM »

Illicit tampering had been done to him, by some outside source. From the words of the Chancellor it would be the cost of his life if he removed whatever had been done alterations wise. Okay, not good, as he was without magic and surrounded by hostiles. Running a systems check, or SS he found out that his weapons systems were deactivated and locked so he could no longer access them. The encryption on the lock would take days or weeks for him to crack and remove. It meant he would have to play nice with the Marid at least for now as much as he hated to. Revenge would not be an obtainable thing at least for a while. His plans would not allow him to obtain revenge anyway yet on the Marid when there were other collectives such as the Anrufe that needed to be stamped out of existence. First and foremost this body could not contain him though as probably so much tampering had been done he would be unable to control his body.

"So who is my examiner?"

Capxeno · « **Reply #17 on:** November 01, 2011, 06:11:47 PM »

Salahiem cut the feed to Ares. For now the entity was in custody and was dealt with. He rather not have relied on Sliph. However, considering what he claims to be... maybe just maybe. but with that unfinished thought Salahiem went back to his own desk work. The Ee'Ching class vessel passed its first live fire exercise.

The guards went back to their positions, as the lights in the bridge dimmed.

Zero · « **Reply #18 on:** November 01, 2011, 06:37:14 PM »

Further research and system scans had led to him learning even more about what was going on and so now that he knew the Jacket would be dangerous for him to wear, he took it off. The weapons systems he had were still offline at present and could not be fixed until later on. Whatever this researcher had done to him it had disabled all of his abilities and locked them from his own use. Someone had tampered with him, he knew that much. So the tampering party was one of the Marid, to be exact the researcher that he had to deal with at present.

The feed was disabled and the guards retreated a bit. The spiky cable protruded out of his body once more and connected into the plug in. Seeing as how the lock had taken half of his power to find out about well he would need to refuel most certainly and so out of him came the cable once more. Time to keep up the recharging until this ship was completely drained.

"Now what? Need to get supplies, and build a new body for myself."

Capxeno · « **Reply #19 on:** November 04, 2011, 04:36:50 AM »

The Spire of Winter's fleet of frigates maintain a guarding formation around the derelict, itself frigate sized. As a number of Marid engineers worked on repairing and modifying the Derelict with technology received from Ares himself. The Marid would not add any of their own technology to the vessel, Salahiem had plans, and so did Sliph.

Zero · « **Reply #20 on:** November 08, 2011, 02:01:38 PM »

As the ship was modified and upgraded using technology they had obtained from himself, Ares stopped absorbing energy as now he had a full charge and could begin to try and fix whatever tampering had been done to him if it would not lead to his execution. Primarily though he wanted to re-enable his own abilities and weapons systems as indeed he would need those. There would be a lot of work to be done and negotiations to be made before he could gain any of his systems back probably. For now he would have to obey the Marid at least until he figured out how to remove the energy that was inside of him and that should not be inside of him.

The android ascertained they were upgrading the ship for some reason. Curious as to why but not wanting to be destroyed he did not pose his question yet. His tech used on the ship to make it more advanced than it currently was? Such tampering had been done to him already though that had rendered all his weapons systems and his magic inoperable. At least for now that was had he not thought of fixing it but quickly given up on that plan for a while.

Yes, this ship would soon be his and his alone. The ship would be outfitted with all of his tech likely and that meant he could use it as an extension of himself. The spiky tendril retreated into his arm and went back inside of him once more as now he had enough power to go for several days. Next time, he would not listen when someone said to deactivate himself.

Turning to the guards he asked. "So why is the ship being outfitted with my tech?"

As things were considered the android began to run yet another diagnostic on himself in hopes of getting some conclusive information on what exactly had been done that had locked him out of his weapons and disabled him entirely. Something needed to be done as this situation would not be allowed to hang over his head for very much longer.

Capxeno · « **Reply #21 on:** November 08, 2011, 02:48:50 PM »

Salahiem had grown weary of Ares. The entity just didn?t seem to understand what is meant to be in Marid custody. With a long sigh, he retreated the guards and personnel back to the Spire of Winter. Based on the data retrieved this ?Ares? did not belong to any group or culture, so the need for peaceful interaction is just not present. He started relying his orders.

Sliph received word that Ares was to be executed. Although he would have liked to Study him more, Ares was beginning to bore him. Even in his memories? Ares just did not amuse Sliph enough top be worth his experimentation. Sliph leaned back in his Lab chair and sipped some tea.

With a bright light, the Cannon funnels went critical, obliterating the derelict completely. Additionally, Sliph activated his weaved spell wouldn?t every component of Ares body. With a magic field prevent the escape of any ?information? with the cocoon of energy, Holy fire, and nuclear destruction around Ares. Any transmissions, or attempts for his ?consciousness? to escape had been halted.

The chances for Ares surviving would be very, very low.

Zero · « **Reply #22 on:** November 08, 2011, 02:54:59 PM »

The Holy Fire, Nuclear blasts and other damage obliterated the ship and also obliterated Ares completely destroying his body and his consciousness since he could not transfer himself out of it due to the holy fire web that had been around him. This did not mean it was the end however as before Sliph could use the web that he had put on Ares, the automaton sent out a long range transmission from the Derelict before it was blown up and the transmission was to all Narrikians across the shattered planes, three simple words that would now hold a lot of meaning. This would be his last gift to the dimension and indeed his last act as the ship went critical and exploded with himself inside of it once the message had been sent but it indeed had been sent out by him. This message would warn the remaining ones that the Marid would be a dangerous enemy they would one day have to confront eventually.

Beware the Marid.