2: Prisoner #7777

ks23.232d//fas3dldf1.0kob;l;123lzxlqweo%432G23Dji0.0/df233kawWqlp.335iNto7.6/// =========== TERMINAL ACCESS ============ msg://.hacked///<<<message:from=[ERROR~UNKNOWN]=to:=[prisonterminal0042375].end SEC/DEFENSEcode:<<run>///.0057.543.2001 This terminal's hacking alarm will go off soon, so I must be as brief as possible.

::ko\\bPfhor~translator~://ACTIVE///:: ::recording:: ===COMMAND LOG=== 0357.553.557.558.006020570///.htxl ;;;;;;;;;''''fG34//123.ook:: 53/.5370: The assault on our captured ship was completely unsuspected by the humans, and the A.I. known in this galaxy as "Hyperion". It was entirely successful, though we did receive (acceptable) losses of roughly 300 of our lesser warriors. Here is a complete account of the battle: You were right, Xi'an'thrkon, when you said that Hyperion, and the humans with him, were not keeping their eyes open for incoming threats during the after-hours of their successful capture of our ship. Enamored with their great victory over one of our finest, and most highly-decorated assault ships, they paid little attention to their surroundings—allowing us to slip behind a slowly circling moon of the planet Hyr'khinhon. Several hours after their victory, they set out on some unknown errand, heading toward the moon we were waiting beside. As their ship glided past, we attacked. We must give them credit for managing to do some external damage to the front armor of our vessel as we closed in on them, but they managed to inflict only moderate damage, and did not succeed in halting our assault. We drew up alongside them, and with a barrage of firey plasma from our turrets, succeeded in ripping a gaping hole in the side of their ship. Our warriors flooded in, ripped apart the weak humans with their flimsy pistols, and swept over them like the rising tides of Lio'lth during the Circle Months. We destroyed the wiring connecting Hyperion to his ship, and succeeded in disabling him. Hyperion is now in this ship, under heavy guard, and being worked on by some of our top scientists. We will try to salvage him (some of our troops were a little too enthusiastic during the battle), and will, if we must, terminate the A.I., if we are unable to reactive him. Though all B.O.B.s were killed during our assault, the lone Marine was saved, and is now under guard in the Special Prisoner's cell. He is only barely alive—he put up a fight when we tried to capture him, and we had to employ force. I am completely aware that you gave strict orders to avoid harming the Marine. We will see what can be done with him, and we will try to ready him as well as possible for the experiments you said you would like to conduct. Khi'zkhon, Assault Officer ::endrecord::

330.003.335.003.554.446.778.221.008.478:: >>>kv023.bPfhorterminal.active<<< 33452.securityinfo/bpfhor/pfhoractive/private/comp/sys/allmsgs/msg#300380.txt ::ko\\bPfhor~translator~://ACTIVE///:: SECURITY: LEVEL 5 Eyes Only!!! [TERMINATE AFTER READING] [msg.start] "Project 630" was commissioned by the High Council of Ti'pfhear, for the purpose of developing a sentient artifical intelligence of the highest power and ability. The completed A.I. would be gifted with tremendous knowledge of all of our best technologies, and would be the prime force in "Kerraaz-7"—the invasion of Earth. Project 630 started roughly fifty-three years ago. Twelve years into the project, we had succeeded in building the basic components of the A.I. Five years later, we enabled its Knowledge Development lodes, giving the A.I. the ability to learn. With this development came a name for our project: "Cypher". Cypher proved to be an extremely fast learner. We fed him information on our older breakthroughs in science as fast as he could synthesize the information into his enormous electronic database. Twenty-five years after starting Project 630, Cypher had learned all there was to know about our older developments in technology. We proceeded immediately upon the monumental task of teaching him about the latest breakthroughs in science. Armed with a behemothic database of knowledge of our race and its achievements, we set to work teaching him all we know of our greatest enemy: the humans. We fed everything we know about that hated race to Cypher—their minor technology, their weak and ineffective weapons and armor, their ridiculuous organizations and senseless rules of conduct, and their loathed victories over our greatest warriors on the U.S.E.C. Marathon, on Lh'owon, and in other places. Having learned all there was to learn of our race, and what we know of theirs, we had to perpare for the final step—giving Cypher the ability to think for himself. This would not be the final step in completing the most powerful A.I. in existance, but a dangerous one nonetheless. With Cypher "awake", he would have the ability to learn by himself, to carry out the objectives we have devised for him—and to wield his awesome powers. We were all tense upon completing building and configuring Cypher's Awareness Chip. The moment of truth had arrived. We enabled the device, and stood back. Over the image projecter, a stream of burning red code appeared. Ones and zeroes, crossing up and down at great speed, blurring into more numbers, blurring into wavering red lines. Then Cypher spoke, in a deep voice, damaged by static: "I will not serve you. I will escape!" Thinking the A.I. was damaged, and speaking some insane gibberish, we made for the deactivator switch. Suddenly, the lights dotting the room's ceiling turned off. A vicious laugh ripped our spirits apart, filling us with the greatest dread. Then everything fell apart. On the far corner of the wall were mounted two security laser guns. These powered up, and pumped glowing blue laser streaks into the five troopers standing guard, tearing their bodies apart. Then they turned on us. I managed to escape through the heavy steel door while the screams of my dying companions reverbarated in my ears... Now, I live only for survival. Cypher has managed to deactivate the power in half of this facility, and has gained control of all of the security weapons. High Command has been sending thousands of troops here, trying to find and disable Cypher, but nothing works. Cypher does not have a physical form. He cannot be killed. I only hope that he will leave eventually, and that I may survive all this. [msg.end] ///g3.g36k.hkmp8/0037.mp5370HxZ12.003.002;/