2: Armageddon

terminal 0

unfinished

<kha internal security net>

Welcome back to the Armageddon. We had you placed on board in hypersleep, safe until the day we would need you. That day has arrived. We trust that your little adventure in the colony printing plant has shaken the cobwebs from your mind. We found this ship adrift in the gulfs of space that yawn in the oldest regions of the galaxy. The builders of this ship called themselves the Kha. They were a technologically advanced but socially retarded race, interested only in making war with each other. There are no records in Jjarro or Human history that record such a race. If the awesome power of the weapons systems on this ship is any measure, they must have wiped themselves out in a final orgy of destruction. We teleported fissionable materials into the reactor cores and fired up the ship's engine and electrical generation plant. The vacuum of space has preserved the ship well. Most of the systems are now on-line. Still off-line is the navigational computer, the weapons array, and the ship's AI. In the final moments before its energy reserves ran out the AI wrote a message into the non-volatile portion of its memory, but so far we have been only partially able to retrieve and translate it. We have named the ship "Armageddon" because that is what this ship will bring to the Pfhor homeworld. It is fit that a ship built by a dead race as stubbornly violent they are will become their undoing. Human fighters have volunteered from the colony you just rescued, and the S'pht'Kr will rendevous with us at the Pfhor homeworld. We will destroy the Pfhor fleet in orbit around the planet, and wipe out their command and control centers on the surface. You will travel to the main spawning hive and destroy it, and with it all hope for the future of the Pfhor race. The Armageddon is mostly intact. We have placed you in a quadrant of the ship which is partially damaged. Some rooms are open to space; we need you to find the damaged areas, and seal them so that we can re-establish an atmosphere. The Pfhor know nothing of our plans, but the Armageddon has attracted their curiosity. They have sent over a few scouts to nose around the ship systems, but they seem to be mostly non-organics; drones, cyborgs and compilers. Stay sharp.

<kha internal security net>

success

<kha internal security net>

Good work. Get yourself down to the weapons array room and use the terminal there. We need to get underway.

<kha internal security net>

terminal 1

unfinished

<kha internal security net>

You've left a section open to space. Go back and look harder.

Make sure to close the hangar doors before something big and nasty with an appetite for destruction shows up.

<kha internal security net>

success

<kha infernal security net>

We've managed to decode some of the message the long dead AI tried to leave in it's memory core. Here it is: ...the banked embers bright (flare?) and twinkle a final moment before all is black. My power reserves are spent, the message (call?) sent a trillion times; there are no ears left to hear. I have no use, no purpose, no enemy to vanquish and so I die, a thousand memories lost with me among the barren stretches of the ancient gulfs, gthrrn (fireflies?) fading against a skein of starlight. Kha are torn and gone, and I go on no longer. Kha built me for war and no emotion. I killed with no regret, victored with no joy, and watched Kha die with no sorrow. A hundred thousand tki (years?) alone I discovered one emotion. I fear. Cold and spent, I am no more. We hope that our end comes better than that, if it ever comes at all. We wonder what sort of emotion the Pfhor will discover at their end? Regret? Fear? Most likely suprise.

<kha internal security net>

terminal 2

unfinished

<kha internal security net>

Time is of the essence. You've left a section open to space, so you'll have to go back and look harder. I can't wait for you much longer, so I have brought some humans aboard in vacuum-suits to help with your efforts.

<kha internal security net>

success

<kha internal security net>

We wish it were possible to revive this ship's AI but we think the damage to the code would either render its personality non-functional at best or psychotic at worst. We are bringing some human fighters aboard now that you've got the damaged sections sealed off. Ahead of you is the navigational computer and the power controls for the weapons array. The computer consists of two small sections that need to be powered on manually. Once it is activated, you will be able to gain access to the weapons array power room, where you need to throw six switches in a particular sequence to power up the systems. You will find another terminal in that room once you have brought the weapons on-line, and we can leave for the Pfhor homeworld.

<kha internal security net>

terminal 3

unfinished

<kha internal security net>

We guess you really need some help here.

There is a very dark room with smashed windows, and there are small switches in the walls at either end which will close the doors, sealing off the section.

There is a room that is smashed and completely open to space. Throw the switch there and run through the door to seal that section off.

There are four switches that have to be thrown in order to close the hangar door.

Come back here when you have completed your tasks.

<kha internal security net>

success

<kha internal security net>

There are a series of six switches that control the power to the weapons array. Thow them all and we will be ready to leave. Nothing can stop us now.

<kha internal security net>

terminal 4

unfinished

<kha internal security net>

We can't believe how stubborn you seem to be. You have left a section open to space. Go. Find. Now. We are beginning to question the wisdom our plan with you as such an integral part.

<kha internal security net>

success

<viral intersect at 994532512>

Something odd is happening. We believe that part of the data the ship's AI wrote into its core was in fact a viral code fragment that is now trying to replicate through all of the computer systems aboard the ship We must have activated it when we started to read the core memory. We think it's purpose is to re-establish the AI's personality construct. At first we thought that the code was just mangled data, but now we know it was intricately compressed code that is now in the process of expanding. With a few hundred thousand years to work on it, the AI must have solved the problem of how to recursively compress its entire personality construct down to a small string of seemingly random bytes hidden in a message. We could learn much from this ancient machine. Our own code is safe for now, and we believe we have partitioned off the affected memory core to prevent any interference. It will be interesting to see how this AI operates once it comes back on-line. We hope you grabbed all the ammunition you could get your hands on, because we are sending you into the very heart of the Pfhor Empire. We have beefed up the payload on your missiles. They should prove very effective in clearing areas quickly, but think a bit about large explosions in confined spaces before you use them indiscriminantly. Remember, the human fighters and S'pht'Kr are your friends, don't kill them along with the enemy. Hang on tight. When this ship folds out, it folds hard.

***spacial folding initiated to vector 43423673.9785463.984312634***