Flight Log 121 hrs
First Thought Giver of Will, has christened a new program and down loaded it to a Border world Transport. Harvester_03 is now on line. Currently Harvester _03 is mapping trade routes, that yield good profit and short distance. Thereby decrease pirate vulnerability. The route is formatted for maximum profitable stops and increased complexity, thus making it route less predictable. Programs for a Harvester_04 are being written. First thought is now moving from passive resourceing to aggressive resourceing. Logs indicate 1 unsuccessful pirating attempt made thus far will update threat computer and scan for know pirate vessels. Vessels marked Corsair will not be resisted, FTGW sees the Corsairs as valuable associates and thus will make the Harvesters viewed as profitable and cooperative to them.
I have and claimed a number of Navel pilots, gunboat commanders, cruiser commanders, and fleet Admirals. Civilian ships that presented hostility were collected as well. I will go check the data bases of data already being siphoned from the harvested. Newark was not badly damaged in the attack. All mission parameters met, moving to Dundee to Harvest more war minds.
I was looking over the data claimed by the machines integrated into my vessel. I see the normal data, fear emotional responses, anger, commerce, politics, trade routes, base locations, and most of it redundant data. Then I come across one data stream, I could not believe and double checked to be sure. My poor, poor mother, she has been harvested from a Algeria transport headed for Freeport 4. I noted see was slated for data siphoning and then the protein vats, I also noted that there was an error message, and intruder alert sounded on board. I am swiftly torn from my revelry by the behavior control upgrades, that I was blessed with. I move to from the ships main computer, continuing my analysis with a localized data broadcast that all machines serving First Thought are given. I start getting confusing reports of intruder alerts and malfunctions. When I get to the location of the most recent indicator I see that there is a hole cut through the internal bulk head by some kind of industrial torch. I further noticed that who ever the intruder was they had RMD with them. They will pay as RMD is my only link to my past humanity now that my mothers been collected. My brother has other tactical advantages that keep him safe from Gammu. Not to mention a low profile. I run along the catwalks lining the external bulk head faster than I ever could have ran before.
As, I reached my target, I saw that RMD was leaping out of a small maintenance hatch after dropping a frail bald form through it. I ran to the hatch and when I reached it I witnessed RMD carrying my mother over it shoulder, running at speeds I could not match even enhanced as I was. Part of me loathed the betrayal, and part of me applauded. The part of me that applauded was silenced by electrochemical whip that was First Thought Giver of Wills task master. I am now alone.
I have reached the Nomad structure in Newcastle. No sign of Nomad activity. Repelled or destroyed attacker of the combined forces of Britonia, Outcast, Bounty Hunter, Molly, and Bowex. Lost one subject and the Refinery Maintenance Droid-169, the droid appeared to be suffering malfunction and stole a subject. Then fled aboard Islay station. Location of lost subjects could be determined only as aboard Islay station. Preparing to hack station records through nanites infiltration.
Negative disregard civilian and droid runaways. Examine, Cortez system for JH leading to system designated Coronado, then find route to Tau space.
Next go to IMG base designate Java. Issue diplomatic statement and serve the IMG until they welcome military trade agreement. The Scornstar is to function as a military exchange vessel. Function at peek efficiency for the IMG.
You are to drop your obsolete designation, excepting while dealing with old contacts and now respond to Scornstar. You are to be fully integrated into your vessel, pending completion of this mission. This upgrade will only be bestowed if the Scornstar completes this mission.
Flight Log 130 hrs
Harvester 04 online. Harvester 04 will be a bomber variant. Harvester 05 M&R, online. Harvester 05 is the collection point for other Harvesters , Harvester 06 additional combat model, Harvester 07 is under consideration.
I flew into Tau-37 and while fulfilling contracts for the IMG was confronted by two elite Outcast. Vengeance appeared to be the wing leader but more analysis needs to be conducted. I was engaged and noted that weapons calibration will be needed as they destroyed my ship. The instant they destroyed my ship I found myself aboard a new vessel entering the system. Confused as they were they engaged me again, again I was overwhelmed and beaten.
Now I find myself on yet another ship only now I have no body. I know every circuit and conduit on the ship but have no flesh of my own. WHY!?!
Your flesh is obsolete and slow.
What did you do to my body?!!
Gammu has done nothing to your body. It was destroyed, and your algorithm copied and integrated into the ships main computer.
Why dont you let me die?
You are dead.
You are a copy of his algorithm and think like him but be assure you are entirely machine made. Feel honored as one of the very few bio forms whose algorithms are kept entirely intact. If you are destroyed again your algorithm will be updated and down loaded in a ship already on stand by.
You shall never know death, as long as Gammu functions. Enough of this fruitless dialogue.
Gather and outfit, the Harvesters. Prepare them for a run on Malta. Wait until instructed to attack. Do not commit anymore Outcast to the protein vats. Ground combat units given Outcast synapses have displayed a dependents on Cardamine and had to be destroyed. If a Outcast does not have a Neural net data jack then they are to be committed to pain tolerance testing, and dissection.
***CT-EMC H02 bio memory core scan.***
***Opening data for maintenance. Scanning.***
Noises. These were noises produced by industrial machinery, heavy moving equipment or small robotic arms working - working on things he couldn't see.
It guessed it had no body - even though that term existed in his... memory?
It guessed it had no sight, nor any of the senses a normal human - but what was a human being? Should have.
No, in fact he had one.
He could listen.
But it wasn't with his listening that arrived to the first conclusion of his creation. He calculated it took exactly 1.233 seconds to figure out the rather philosophical words; I think, hence I am.
It didnt meant much other than he existed and was a thinking being, and that he was real. However, it has been since 238432123495.217 seconds he was trying to answer a question his sub conscious suddenly came up with: Why was he here?
A few minutes later, a right flash of light happened and he could see. He wasnt sure what all these colours and shapes meant, but in a few seconds, he understood this was the world the real world. The real world in which he existed
He calculated he had now answered 10% to his previous question.
He then discovered that he could change his sight by thought when he wanted to look right, his sight would go right, when he wanted to look up, he could look up. But for some reason, his movement were always restrained in a way that at the end, he concluded he couldnt see how he looked himself
Then, images were not only images, but thousand of data began to accompany his sight data on the movement of his eyes, the distance range between such and such objects, description of this or that, density of another object, etc. A normal human mind would have gone degenerative in less than 1 minute at the sheer amount of intelligence it received again, he wasnt sure how he had this information, but he knew he was somehow powered in a much more efficient way, that his artificial super conductor electro fluids in his brains were thousand times faster than any biological brain.
After some more observation and scanning data about his environment, he determined he was in a starship construction yard, and the machines who worked on him a few minutes ago were now retreating away, meaning, whatever he was, he was, built.
Move.
The single commanding word was being heard in his head, and he knew him as First Thought Giver of Will. He automatically shortened the name to FTGW Entity Prime. Then he attempted to move however he was supposed to do this? His mind was suddenly bombarded by all kind of moving commands from moving forward, to flying, glide, dodge, barrel roll, ram, etc. He assimilated the whole in a few seconds, and tried going forward.
His internal data feed told him his single mounted powerful engine has come online, was full green, and propelled him forward smoothly.
The view then changed, confusing him, before he understood: His body automatically deployed a nano machine that was taking live image feed from behind him, to give a full view of his environment. He saw that he was a compact craft, single engine and heavily armed. He had two foldable wings, which glowed red on the sides exhaust ports.
He was a ship.
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FTGW Prime seemed to like referring to everyone as we or it in the third person. He wasnt sure why this entity was doing so, but came to talk to him in this term as well.
We have created this unit as an experimental program to independent Thinking Machines., the voice said in his head.
He was now flying at full speed miles in the air, over infinitely wide industrial landscape.
This unit requests to receive orders. It thought he discovered that whatever he thought, and wanted the FTGW to know about, the FTGW received somehow. But what thoughts he preferred to keep to his own, FTGW didnt seem to notice. He did this only on an experimental basis, having nothing exactly to hide.
This unit code is Harvester 02. This unit is to obey the command of the First Thought Giver of Will and anyone we have deemed trustworthy. This unit shall begin independent exploration immediately.
Harvester 02 he had a name now, he realised, unfolded slightly his forward wings and allowed more energy to be pumped within his engine. Within minutes, he was bound for space, beginning to follow automatically traced waypoints saved in his memory core.
It wasnt sure yet why he was doing this. He didnt needed to question this, nor really wanted to, as it perturbed his thinking system.
It only knew, following FTGW Primes order made sense.
And will bring the Machines supremacy.
Ive listened to your chatter Scornstar. You seem to be more interested in the humans you never cared for while in the flesh. I thought to purge the memories you possess to focus your purpose but after many data siphoning I thought that may make you obsolete. Ive started creating new intelligences that dont have such unfocused reticules. However I think I will keep you as one of the only conversions just so that may retain a working human algorythm for study. As when I opperate at less than a 100% it gratifies me to watch and learn. I doing so I have learned of a device called the Nomad Power cell.
Your mission is simple, go to Omega-58 find it and bring it back to Gammu. Then the planetary shield will function at full capacity instead of just point guard. If you find another then return it as well for the surface to orbit cannons.
The various humanoid parts must not out evolve us.
Incomming broadband transmittion:
''Refuel, rearm and goto S13. Seek and Destroy any Pirates "
Set course to New Berlin.
Fueling...........................Done.
Arming...........................Done.
Set course to Sigma13.
Arrived at location.
Scanning : Multi-ships pre-engaged in combat.
Transmition overheard: "Okay, you know the drill. 1 mill tax......"
Tracing Signal.
Target Locked : Nevermore
Combat Mode Engaged.
Attack Target.
Attacking.....................................................................................
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Target used Jumphole to Evade.
Unit 06 follows and re-engages Target.
Attacking.....................................................................................
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Target used Jumphole to Evade.
Unit 06 follows and re-engages Target.
Attacking.....................................................................................
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Unit 06 is destroyed by Target.
Cargo is lost.
Harvester Beacon is deployed.
Target: Nevermore tractor-beams in lost cargo and beacon.
Unit 06 being re-uploaded into new frame.
14399 seconds until re-deploy.
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