Wake up. Wake up. We have arrived in the alien fortress. Mugh... what? The time for us to feed has once again arisen. To feed... what must we do? You should be more alert. It's fortuneate that I'm here to control our body when you sleep... but we hunger, and we must move. What must be done? I have discovered a small fortress underwater on a small moon in the star system 'Sol.' We do not recognize the inhabitants, but they are soft and easily eliminated in our hunt. What do we search for today? This fortress harvests much energy from the moon's core. We must divert the systems so that we may feed from the energy instead of the aliens. Where are my weapons? About that... Did you lose my weapons? Not... exactly, no. It is difficult for us to teleport things into this station at the moment. This is our first objective. We must solidify our teleportation systems. The seeker chips... yes... No! It has nothing to do with the seeker chips... there is too much worthless energy being cast about this fortress. We must shut down the peripheral systems if we are to move forward here... Have you analyzed the resistance? It is slim. The alien enemy is numerous, but they are weak. The human race has bested these specimen on many occasions. They should be no trouble for us. You are free to eliminate any opposition. So where ARE my weapons...? I have manifested my consciousness in their computer systems... this allows me to reconcile their defenses with our abilities. There are six places where you must damage their equipment if we are to proceed. Where are my weapons? We must discuss your ability to bring me my weapons. They're around. Move. With every moment you delay, our hunger increases. Go.
The alien's plight is unfortunate. They are pathetic and vulnerable to brute force. Yes. They call themselves the 'Pfhor.' Make what you like of it. They are weak and do not deserve the power they control. We must move. Yes, we must... we will move to a new sector of the fortress. We have more hurdles we must jump before we reach the end. You must focus your conscious on the enemy. Are you calling me incompetent? We hunger.
Pfhor alert: "Warning! Unidentified hostile cybernetic force onboard harvest vessel sector 17. Intrusion is twofold: there first seems to be a single humanoid enemy, though no human vessels have been spotted in the region and no human activity has been discovered at all on this moon. Second intrusion is in the harvest vessel computer network. Intrusion is also unfamiliar. Opposition is assumed to be armed and dangerous. All personnel are required to arm themselves and fight the enemy if seen; otherwise, you are not permitted to leave your station. Engineers and computer technicians: evaluate the networking intrusion and eradicate it. Failure to comply with the posted orders will result in the execution of Protocol 412, in regards to physical and social punishment of personnel and crew insubordination.
The alien's plight is unfortunate. They are pathetic and vulnerable to brute force. Yes. They call themselves the 'Pfhor.' Make what you like of it. They are weak and do not deserve the power they control. We must move. Yes, we must... we will move to a new sector of the fortress. We have more hurdles we must jump before we reach the end. You must focus your conscious on the enemy. Are you calling me incompetent? We hunger.
interlevel teleports