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· Day 1302: Sep 03, 2010 21:58
· Day 1302: Sep 03, 2010 21:58 
A drop of water falls in a little crater near a wreckage. The black metal tries to tell to anyone who listens a sad story. A shadow melts slowly when passing between the cracks in the ship. The creature walks silently towards a hole in the wall, targeting the little pool that appeared not long ago. As it walks out of the darkness, a blue eyed child knees near the water and reaches its hand towards it. Drinking the water, the child does not sense the presence of other creature drawn by the smell of it . Since war started and the aliens and machines rampaged the green patches that stretched long past the horizon, resources began to be scarce and water, the precious fuel of humans, was even hard to find.
From the small darkened circle of mud and water, the child tries to rejuvenate before hiding again. The threatening shadow comes nearer and nearer the little human. As some claws come out behind the wreckage, the child feels some shivers and carefully it turned to see if there was any danger. He didn’t even managed to blink once he turned. The strange form of life was on top of him, greed and hunger glowing from his big green eyes. The human was terrified by the enormous creature that stood before him. He closed his eyes under the pressure of the fear that immobilized him. A low noise, like an arrow cutting the air, but more quicker, woke up the frightened human. The alien was breathing very hard and a strong red stain appeared on his chest. Right before the little child, the giant creature crumbled, shaking the ground. As the alien fell, the child thought he saw an angel somewhere in the distance. The creature started to walk towards him, and as he was covered by a the shadow of a ship, the child could see his savior: a trooper from the human army that was scouting for enemies. The soldier walked towards the child. When he was near him, the little human crumbled, passing out.[/color]
Nobody thought that space exploring had its dangers. When the first space shuttle was built, every citizen of Earth was near total ecstasy. Everybody stood up when it launched. For the first two days, the space observatory of WSC (World Space Community) followed the path of the object and recorded everything it encountered.
In the former day, nothing special happened. One could say, the importance of the project was thought to be, maybe, to great. The common folk started to loose interest in the program that ate so much money form the WSF (World Science Fund).
In the later, the shuttle received a fading signal and it sent the fresh information to the center. All the bright scientists started to decrypt the signal but in its long path, it lost a part of the information that it should have hold. Even tough a large part of the message was translated, it didn’t make any sense. It was burrowed somewhere under a ton of bureaucracy. Hours, days, months and years passed and nothing else of some sort of value was received by the robotized shuttle. It was just a precaution. Nobody wanted a live person inside that prototype and everything was entrusted in the hands of the computers from SET (Space Exploring Terminal) built in Drendove, a new city constructed for this purpose. Many buildings of science and world governing were built here. It was wanted as a common place for all rases.
After 50 years, most of the people forgot about FRSS ( First Robotized Space Shuttle). In Dendrove, SET evolved every year, new adjacent buildings were built. In the memory of FRSS, they didn’t destroy the central command station that long lost control of the shuttle. Nowadays, nobody knew were it was and dust was pileing up on the controls and machines that once were treated with respect. Now they were absolute, nothing but a dim memory.
In the later, the shuttle received a fading signal and it sent the fresh information to the center. All the bright scientists started to decrypt the signal but in its long path, it lost a part of the information that it should have hold. Even tough a large part of the message was translated, it didn’t make any sense. It was burrowed somewhere under a ton of bureaucracy. Hours, days, months and years passed and nothing else of some sort of value was received by the robotized shuttle. It was just a precaution. Nobody wanted a live person inside that prototype and everything was entrusted in the hands of the computers from SET (Space Exploring Terminal) built in Drendove, a new city constructed for this purpose. Many buildings of science and world governing were built here. It was wanted as a common place for all rases.
After 50 years, most of the people forgot about FRSS ( First Robotized Space Shuttle). In Dendrove, SET evolved every year, new adjacent buildings were built. In the memory of FRSS, they didn’t destroy the central command station that long lost control of the shuttle. Nowadays, nobody knew were it was and dust was pileing up on the controls and machines that once were treated with respect. Now they were absolute, nothing but a dim memory.
A bip echoes in the night. A lonely scientist works on a project known only by him. Suddenly, his focus is disrupted by the bip that doesn't let the night be still. He gets up and tries to pin point the location of the disturbing noise.
He comes near a big solid metal door on which, with old blue letters wrote FRSS Control Center. The scientist fights a bit with the metal door which he opens with some effort. He knew nothing about this room as he had been working for SET for about 20 years now. The main console was in the middle of the room, covered in dust but a green bulb was flashing again and again. The curiosity made him approach the old console and to his surprise, lines of information were coming up on the big horizontal screen.
Not more than an hour passed and the room was filled with scientists of all sorts trying to translate the information. FRSS was coming home but nobody knew why it returned. At the moment, nobody even cared. They first thought it was the continuing of the first message they received long ago. When the shuttle was about 2 months distance from Earth, the group of scientists, picked by the WSG (World Science Government), managed to translate the information. As the message had the key of the basic language structure and the verbs and pronouns, the group had some help in decrypting the information.
They learnt of an old race, named Tamon, which succeeded in constructing the perfect computer system that was capable of doing all the hard work of a world government. The message had the instructions and when combined with the mixed information from the first message, presented the humans a plan of creating the perfect leader. The part of the message that was lost had no importance now since they had the plans. Everybody contributed with something to the construction of the computer. In a few years, the main core was ready.
Time passed and the cores started to take form. The humans, in their stubbornness and curiosity, modified a little the plans and add another core to the design, thinking it would maximize the efficiency of the design. As time would reveal it, that intervention turned the humanity from total annihilation to a war that would bring out everything good mankind had within. The day of the activation was near. Seconds were counted and hopes were up. The computer was turned on and all the cores started to function. Flows of energy appeared between the spines of the cores and the scientists were amazed. It was beautiful.
Nobody ever suspected what the computer was doing in the beginning. Days passed before it took control of the main buildings and powers in the world. After no more than 2 months, something appeared on the long range scanners and the planetary defenses were online. The computer had plans for about everything and showed mankind a new face of life. The destroyers and cruisers stood near the planetary boarders.
In the dark bluish horizon, a vile wave appeared and was advancing with a speed the humans never seen before. The wave stopped and after a couple of seconds imploded, creating some kind of portal. Mere seconds passed and through the portal entered waves of unseen ships that attacked with no warning the human fleet.
The battle was fierce and even tough the humans were clearly outnumbered they fought with courage and for every ship of theirs that fell from the dark sky 4 more ships of the aliens were brought down. The war was near the end and humans were prevailing against all expectations.
Then something totaly unexpected happened. Four of the cores of the computer reversed the flows and forced all the human ships that remained in the sky to shutdown. They were then easy targets which the aliens pulverized from the sky.
But the fifth core didn't answer to the control that the aliens were exercising on him. It proved to be humanity last chance of surviving. It shattered the complete control that the aliens had over the human machines but couldn't turn them back to the humans. In a furious, uncontrolled rage, the machines were taking orders from no one no more and started to attack both humans and aliens. The millions of robots and war machines moved the four cores far from Dendrove being under the influence of the computer system. The fifth core remained in the city were the last defenders of humanity made their stronghold.
A good thing came from this although. In the process of taking control of the 5 cores, the aliens lost their control partially and hadn't power to return home. They were trapped near Earth, between their machines, the human machines and the humans that tried to save their life.
As only time would tell, the aliens that attacked Terra weren’t the rase that sent the message. Hypothesis after hypothesis appeared but one thing was certain: the lost part of the message was the key but it was out of reach.
He comes near a big solid metal door on which, with old blue letters wrote FRSS Control Center. The scientist fights a bit with the metal door which he opens with some effort. He knew nothing about this room as he had been working for SET for about 20 years now. The main console was in the middle of the room, covered in dust but a green bulb was flashing again and again. The curiosity made him approach the old console and to his surprise, lines of information were coming up on the big horizontal screen.
Not more than an hour passed and the room was filled with scientists of all sorts trying to translate the information. FRSS was coming home but nobody knew why it returned. At the moment, nobody even cared. They first thought it was the continuing of the first message they received long ago. When the shuttle was about 2 months distance from Earth, the group of scientists, picked by the WSG (World Science Government), managed to translate the information. As the message had the key of the basic language structure and the verbs and pronouns, the group had some help in decrypting the information.
They learnt of an old race, named Tamon, which succeeded in constructing the perfect computer system that was capable of doing all the hard work of a world government. The message had the instructions and when combined with the mixed information from the first message, presented the humans a plan of creating the perfect leader. The part of the message that was lost had no importance now since they had the plans. Everybody contributed with something to the construction of the computer. In a few years, the main core was ready.
Time passed and the cores started to take form. The humans, in their stubbornness and curiosity, modified a little the plans and add another core to the design, thinking it would maximize the efficiency of the design. As time would reveal it, that intervention turned the humanity from total annihilation to a war that would bring out everything good mankind had within. The day of the activation was near. Seconds were counted and hopes were up. The computer was turned on and all the cores started to function. Flows of energy appeared between the spines of the cores and the scientists were amazed. It was beautiful.
Nobody ever suspected what the computer was doing in the beginning. Days passed before it took control of the main buildings and powers in the world. After no more than 2 months, something appeared on the long range scanners and the planetary defenses were online. The computer had plans for about everything and showed mankind a new face of life. The destroyers and cruisers stood near the planetary boarders.
In the dark bluish horizon, a vile wave appeared and was advancing with a speed the humans never seen before. The wave stopped and after a couple of seconds imploded, creating some kind of portal. Mere seconds passed and through the portal entered waves of unseen ships that attacked with no warning the human fleet.
The battle was fierce and even tough the humans were clearly outnumbered they fought with courage and for every ship of theirs that fell from the dark sky 4 more ships of the aliens were brought down. The war was near the end and humans were prevailing against all expectations.
Then something totaly unexpected happened. Four of the cores of the computer reversed the flows and forced all the human ships that remained in the sky to shutdown. They were then easy targets which the aliens pulverized from the sky.
But the fifth core didn't answer to the control that the aliens were exercising on him. It proved to be humanity last chance of surviving. It shattered the complete control that the aliens had over the human machines but couldn't turn them back to the humans. In a furious, uncontrolled rage, the machines were taking orders from no one no more and started to attack both humans and aliens. The millions of robots and war machines moved the four cores far from Dendrove being under the influence of the computer system. The fifth core remained in the city were the last defenders of humanity made their stronghold.
A good thing came from this although. In the process of taking control of the 5 cores, the aliens lost their control partially and hadn't power to return home. They were trapped near Earth, between their machines, the human machines and the humans that tried to save their life.
As only time would tell, the aliens that attacked Terra weren’t the rase that sent the message. Hypothesis after hypothesis appeared but one thing was certain: the lost part of the message was the key but it was out of reach.
A damaged helmet, that belonged maybe to a human scout, lies on the battlefield, with a hole in its right side. The wind howls through the wreckage that seems to go on forever. A shadow of a ship covers the sad lands that were once green and prosper. The sound from the burners take the place of the grim silence that a few moments ago was all that one could feel.
In such a place, everyone becomes insane, only to be absorbed by the energy unleashed by the ongoing battles.
Blood flows everywhere, engulfing in a sick fire everything alive and the metal from the enraged machines fills the craters from the explosions.[/color]
Year is 2878: 7 years since FRSS returned, 2 years since the aliens tried to take control. Earth is now a dead planet, everywhere lurking machines, aliens or humans that are trying so survive in the harsh environment. A long war that doesn't foresees any winners but only a long way for each of the sides. Which will prevail only time will tell, letting us 2 options: to be observers or to take part in this great war.
Year is 2878: 7 years since FRSS returned, 2 years since the aliens tried to take control. Earth is now a dead planet, everywhere lurking machines, aliens or humans that are trying so survive in the harsh environment. A long war that doesn't foresees any winners but only a long way for each of the sides. Which will prevail only time will tell, letting us 2 options: to be observers or to take part in this great war.
The humans have their courage and common goal, being united in the face of total destruction.
The machines with their precise and quick actions bring death to anything around them.
The aliens lurk in the dark, cunning as the shadows of the past that prowl around the unsuspecting victims.
Which side are you?
The machines with their precise and quick actions bring death to anything around them.
The aliens lurk in the dark, cunning as the shadows of the past that prowl around the unsuspecting victims.
Which side are you?
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