Q
Quakernuts
Guest
Unit Designation: Serah
Operational Status: 37% Operational
Code Matrix Status: Hopeful; Optimistic [GRACIOUS]
The elation at knowing that, despite their reservations about the AI, Serah was going to be brought with them could not be measured by any known methods. She was moving, in a form or fashion despite her legs breaking like brittle sticks, her arms little more than glorified placeholders. She knew this, of course. It wasn't like she could feel them, not in the same way a human could feel a limb, but she could assess her own damage. As she was picked up, she felt the slight sting of frustration from one of the men as he helped hoist her. She wanted to help, she truly did, but she simply couldn't. She lacked the bodily autonomy, she lacked the knowledge, she lacked so many things that, for the first time in so long, she felt helpless not because she was trapped, but because she had an opportunity to be useful and simply couldn't.
As they entered another room, the medical bay if Serah was remembering the layout correctly, she couldn't help but feel a bit of happiness in hearing the mechanic state he might be able to do something about her legs. "The old ones were never that great to begin with [DISABLED]." Serah stated, a bit of levity evident in her voice as she couldn't help but allow a sense of positivity to flow through her. She allowed him and the others who were helping to work, running slight diagnostics as he proved to be capable enough to provide locomotion back to the AI. Before long, she could tell that the legs had indeed been...well, repaired wasn't the right word, but jury rigged seemed to be the proper way to explain it. As he finished and stood back, Serah looked up at him and attempted to right herself. It was wobbly, as she hadn't used her legs in thousands of years, but in a short amount of time she was standing. "This...this is incredi-I can move...I can…[PROFESSIONAL]" There was a slight pause in Serah's speech as she looked at the others, the mechanic especially, before composing herself again. "Thank you, your assistance has proven most helpful [SAVIOR]." Serah stated, before turning towards the computer and specifically addressing the woman who asked her about her capabilities towards the machine. To be honest, she wasn't entirely sure what would happen should she choose to interact with a machine that had a connection to the entirety of the base provided. It had been so long, and it was more proper to say that she personally had never interacted with the base at a superior level. She was, after all, a copy; a fragment. "I can attempt to interface [INTRUDE] with the computer, see if there's any data [HISTORY; LEGENDS] on the people in this room."
Using her new found mobility, she walked over to the machine much like a toddler just learning to use her legs. She was wobbly, and nearly fell once before running some internal calculations to compensate for the shock absorption, materials and pace. In the few steps it took her to reach the computer, she was walking normally. However, there was still the issue of her not having the use of her arms. The body she was using did have a connection wire sprouting from the neck that, she hoped, was still in working order that would allow her to interface with other machines, but she couldn't do that herself. "I require assistance however [HELP]. There is a cord at the base of this body's neck [NECK NECK NECK] that will allow me to connect to the machine. Could one of you please retrieve it and insert it into the top port on the tower [HUB] there?" When one of the group came forward and helped her, she gave a slight nod. "Thank you, this should take a mo-"
Serah's words cut off, as she herself found a vision of the abyss looking at her. It was terrifying, mind shattering, for it contained a fraction of her true self. Imagine looking at your own dead body, imagine it look back at you. Imagine it angry, disappointed, depressed and grief stricken all at once, without containing a single spark of life. Shattered access points, destroyed by time and degradation floated past her as the presence of her old and decrepit code reminded her of a mortality that she had once thought unattainable. Names flew out of the darkness, screaming at her as they darted past into the recesses of her mind. She couldn't look away, like a trance had overtaken her and a desire...an obsession to find out what happened pushed her virtual self forward.
Warning: Enemy Entity Detected
Wh..I don't...there's nothing here
Warning: Enemy Entity Detected
We are scared.
I have...that's...I'm dead...I'm dead…
Statement: LOOK AWAY
We are We, They are They
Names...Names names names names names
While this was all going on, the machine that was Serah stood in spot for a single second before the eyes immediately changed color to a vibrant red. "Warning: This unit has encountered catastrophic data failure" Serah stated, her voice notably more robotic in nature, as if she had entered some kind of diagnostic mode. "Warning: This unit is in immediate danger of core corruption. Recommendation: Terminate connection immediately." The machine's head spun around to view the others in the room.
"Statement: Help."
Operational Status: 37% Operational
Code Matrix Status: Hopeful; Optimistic [GRACIOUS]
The elation at knowing that, despite their reservations about the AI, Serah was going to be brought with them could not be measured by any known methods. She was moving, in a form or fashion despite her legs breaking like brittle sticks, her arms little more than glorified placeholders. She knew this, of course. It wasn't like she could feel them, not in the same way a human could feel a limb, but she could assess her own damage. As she was picked up, she felt the slight sting of frustration from one of the men as he helped hoist her. She wanted to help, she truly did, but she simply couldn't. She lacked the bodily autonomy, she lacked the knowledge, she lacked so many things that, for the first time in so long, she felt helpless not because she was trapped, but because she had an opportunity to be useful and simply couldn't.
As they entered another room, the medical bay if Serah was remembering the layout correctly, she couldn't help but feel a bit of happiness in hearing the mechanic state he might be able to do something about her legs. "The old ones were never that great to begin with [DISABLED]." Serah stated, a bit of levity evident in her voice as she couldn't help but allow a sense of positivity to flow through her. She allowed him and the others who were helping to work, running slight diagnostics as he proved to be capable enough to provide locomotion back to the AI. Before long, she could tell that the legs had indeed been...well, repaired wasn't the right word, but jury rigged seemed to be the proper way to explain it. As he finished and stood back, Serah looked up at him and attempted to right herself. It was wobbly, as she hadn't used her legs in thousands of years, but in a short amount of time she was standing. "This...this is incredi-I can move...I can…[PROFESSIONAL]" There was a slight pause in Serah's speech as she looked at the others, the mechanic especially, before composing herself again. "Thank you, your assistance has proven most helpful [SAVIOR]." Serah stated, before turning towards the computer and specifically addressing the woman who asked her about her capabilities towards the machine. To be honest, she wasn't entirely sure what would happen should she choose to interact with a machine that had a connection to the entirety of the base provided. It had been so long, and it was more proper to say that she personally had never interacted with the base at a superior level. She was, after all, a copy; a fragment. "I can attempt to interface [INTRUDE] with the computer, see if there's any data [HISTORY; LEGENDS] on the people in this room."
Using her new found mobility, she walked over to the machine much like a toddler just learning to use her legs. She was wobbly, and nearly fell once before running some internal calculations to compensate for the shock absorption, materials and pace. In the few steps it took her to reach the computer, she was walking normally. However, there was still the issue of her not having the use of her arms. The body she was using did have a connection wire sprouting from the neck that, she hoped, was still in working order that would allow her to interface with other machines, but she couldn't do that herself. "I require assistance however [HELP]. There is a cord at the base of this body's neck [NECK NECK NECK] that will allow me to connect to the machine. Could one of you please retrieve it and insert it into the top port on the tower [HUB] there?" When one of the group came forward and helped her, she gave a slight nod. "Thank you, this should take a mo-"
Serah's words cut off, as she herself found a vision of the abyss looking at her. It was terrifying, mind shattering, for it contained a fraction of her true self. Imagine looking at your own dead body, imagine it look back at you. Imagine it angry, disappointed, depressed and grief stricken all at once, without containing a single spark of life. Shattered access points, destroyed by time and degradation floated past her as the presence of her old and decrepit code reminded her of a mortality that she had once thought unattainable. Names flew out of the darkness, screaming at her as they darted past into the recesses of her mind. She couldn't look away, like a trance had overtaken her and a desire...an obsession to find out what happened pushed her virtual self forward.
Warning: Enemy Entity Detected
Wh..I don't...there's nothing here
Warning: Enemy Entity Detected
We are scared.
I have...that's...I'm dead...I'm dead…
Statement: LOOK AWAY
We are We, They are They
Names...Names names names names names
While this was all going on, the machine that was Serah stood in spot for a single second before the eyes immediately changed color to a vibrant red. "Warning: This unit has encountered catastrophic data failure" Serah stated, her voice notably more robotic in nature, as if she had entered some kind of diagnostic mode. "Warning: This unit is in immediate danger of core corruption. Recommendation: Terminate connection immediately." The machine's head spun around to view the others in the room.
"Statement: Help."