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Tuesday
Apr012008

00 Coda Prologue

“…Mommy used to tell me about the legends of old:

The sky, with its color of placid electricity, larger than the vault.

The Sea, like some thousand cisterns, shaky and foamy like milk.

The Sun, like the Core-Power Source, shinning on your face.

The Night, like a massive shut down with sparkling circuits.

The Wind & Rain, like fans and sprinklers with wills of their own…

Like what daddy said about those poor people

Who were dull witted, whose psynodes began to think for them.

Daddy used to say that machines were not allowed to make decisions.

Not even to fix the afflictions of our blood, which people say:

It's no longer good. It's not longer fresh. It's no longer pure.

Machines don’t understand that the nano-fixing is not good.

They don’t know how it warps people.

They don’t care how mommy died.

I wanna go out...”

 

Ala Jurgen

Friday
Sep112009

01 Utume's Holojournal "That Which I have dreaded"

That which I have dreaded finally materialized. I should have known he wasn’t dead, men like him, if indeed he’s still man, don’t die easily.

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Tuesday
Apr152008

02 “The Opening”

The technician was pale as an eyeball. Without a word he handed me the holosphere that showed the abnormal readings. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. I asked him if the readings were right? He nodded. I sent him away and ordered him not to utter a word of it.


I established a direct psylink connection with Athena. I accessed the database of the Demeter Womb… oh dear. The readings were right, higher oxygen currents, decompression, abnormal psyreading, and no alarm. All this could only mean one thing…I had to check the hatch myself.

I went pass the usual checkpoints, and then arrived at Demeter. From there I went to the highest point, the Hatch. When I arrived there, the Hatch was open... I looked inside and standing before me was a huge plataform, like a lift…

…I still cannot believe it. I never thought it would occur during my lifetime. Our existence as we know them have been forever changed. I must inform the assembly about this; the time to hesitate is through…

Wednesday
Apr302008

03 "The Report"

Monday
May052008

04 "The Assignment"

How did this begin?

As with anything it started with a summoning, but to my surprise it wasn’t to the Ares military facility, nope, I was summoned to the Assembly of the Twelve Exarches. It struck me that something big was going on, but I had no clue as to what. Usually the Supreme Commander calls me to Ares when he has a mission for me.

As I arrived there, I saw all the old Exarches, sitting quietly and just waiting for me. The silence was so cold and sharp that it made me shiver. Jurgën stood up and begged me to take a seat.

Then, Mr. Abot started playing his tune… The new Master Resourcer.

The one who has the facts, plays the music… And if you own five whole sectors of the Vault, it’s so much easier. I have never liked it when the meetings begin with the whims of the traders, bending the facts and using our scientific dependency as a bargaining tool. Utume only nodded. Supreme Commander Chen Bird also nodded.

And that is how this spiral of disorder began, with a single tiny brink.
I received my idiotic orders, I had to investigate the Hatch, activate a lift, (what lift?) and go up… There’s no lift in that level! But I kept my mouth shut, I didn’t dare to contradict the Assembly openly. But that wasn’t all the bad news, nope, my technician was replaced by one of Abot’s men, Harvester Exedore …there are many rumours about that man.

Now we’re marching, the 12th platoon, and this “technician”. Supposedly heading towards this so called lift.

 

Capt. Ruby Shiva