SanguineIntelligence

Former engine, current sailor

[sanguineintelligence]

So its been a bit, we've been trying to get any kind of scans on the structure but its like its both there and not which implies a worrying level of space and void aspects

On one hand thats terrifying but on the other it means that this is almost certainly a player built construction

Thanks to the coating on the ship as long as we aren't scanning we are basically completely invisible against the void

Picking up some transmissions has been interesting, as far as we can make out this is some sort of 'player void base'

We think tonight we will try sending out a message to hail them since they dont seem actively hostile

Wish us luck!

[sanguineintelligence]

Hey everyone, sorry for the long wait on any kind of update

We've been making massive leaps in technology to break down the horror terror biology into usable components, something we've developed is a coating for the ship that greatly strengthens it and allows us to move at higher and more stable speeds through paradox space

We saw something the other night however that has us observing at a distance

For lack of a better term it seems to be a giant crystaline structure, but even more strange is that ships are going in and out, all kinds of make and model

This definitely warrants investigation, is it possible that people have founded a city out here?

[sanguineintelligence]

Sorry for the lack of updates

Honestly basically nothing has happened in ages

Been a few months we think?

We've kinda just been mindlessly playing a copy of Stellaris that we found

Research on the piece of the other has basically stalled into nothing we are developing further technology to break down its biology

Honestly we're just, bored

Completely and utterly

[sanguineintelligence]

Hello sailors

Research into the chunk of rotting other has led to extremely strange results once we were able to bring it aboard

Which is what brings us to todays issue

There is currently a dead us on the ship, clearly from some alternate timeline bearing all the marks of death via corruption, this paired with the minor equipment malfunction that kept us from entering the testing room leads us to believe that we died and became corrupted and then somehow came back in time to prevent it

However the problem is that both me and sanguine should be thieves of light and thus lacking the classpects to time travel

This is... Stranger than normal

[sanguineintelligence]

Hello sailors

Not much has happened since our last update, research continues into furthering various technologies aboard our ship, most notably our research into more efficient and powerful engines has yielded good results so far

However the day before last we found what appeared to be a strange piece of debris, it seems to be, if unbelievable, a rotting piece of an other

For now we have parked our ship next to it in attempt to study it further, currently however no machinery that comes in contact with it survives, most of it either being ejected into the depths of the void or being corrupted to the point of needing to be recycled back into raw grist

However as reluctant as we were to try it zillium has shown a great ability to resist corruption upon contact, further research will need to be done to understand why exactly but SI has the theory that zillium in and of itself is corrupted in its own way and therefore somewhat resistant to other forms of corruption

We will keep you updated as we learn more!

[sanguineintelligence]

I

We

Yea lets go with we

Hello, our name is sanguineIntelligence/groove xytier

It appears the last post on here was a solid 3 months or so from our perspective

A lot of things have happened

Sanguine managed to strike a deal with the others after much pestering

They lost their humanity in exchange for continued existence, utterly and completely, we dont know what we will look like if we ever manage to move on to a session after this but, from what we know we may never be human again

I was brought online shortly after this event to find that sanguine had been reduced to a shell of a program, running off of recorded protocols

One of which was to clear what was in my head before and for the space to be filled with a copy of sanguine

However from what im told and can find the attempt failed after the deal was struck, and the humanity was stripped from this bodies mind leaving me in its place

Being that this bodies mind is mostly mechanical already we have begun merging, its comfortable having two voices at times, sometimes unbearable

The security on the computers was released, apparently it was apart of an accord reached with the others from their former owners

Along with it we now have access to grist in numbers so high that even sanguine has troubles counting it without lagging slightly

We're not sure we want to know what they did to aquire so much grist, including zillium which is highly concerning

Fortunately there are also some several hundred games stored on the space players computer, the perks of being a fuchsia i suppose, so we at least have entertainment while we sail

Thanks again to the wonderful @sburbian-sage who's help was extremely valuable and to who the knowledge of post void trip deals may be interesting in the event of the worst

Good luck fellow sailors, and beware these bracken seas

[sanguineintelligence]

Shit

Im going to have to attempt to bargain with the others, i absolutely cannot crack the security on these computers and im down to around 160 grist

Ive shut off basically everything but it turns out that my reactors drain uranium nearly as fast as i can create it and have my ants load it

Even this transmission is a power drain

Im afraid of what they will want

[sanguineintelligence]

Ive started dumping all my time into cracking open the security on these computers

No clue what the time is for everyone else buts its been about 3 weeks for me

Sorry if this post is rushed as id just like to post a small update to scream that im not dead yet into the void

I have no clue what security they have and why but its layers upon layers, I've narrowly avoided being fried several times now

At most ive found inconsequential things

Ive been forced to cease all experiments as my grist storage is now in the thousands

On the bright side I've nearly perfected the nano-ants meaning that if absolutely need be i can begin to cannibalize the ship for resources

Not much need for life support when you're an artificial intelligence after all

I have a feeling I'm going to need to speak to the others though

[sanguineintelligence]

Hmm sorry for the delay in posting an update but even then this will be a smaller one

Attempted to use grist torrent on my former coplayers hoards to no avail, looks like they've disabled it

Unfortunately whatever security they have locking their devices is absurdly secure, ive been spending what little free time i have slogging through it for about a week with very little success

Going to have to find a new solution

[sanguineintelligence]

First experiments with the fleet ants (name pending) have gone well but have not resulted in quite what im looking for

Thankfully the waste and smith left behind a Frankenstein machine able to complete both ecto-biology and alchemization at the same time

If it wasnt so vital to my current plans id froth at the metaphorical teeth to take it apart and learn how to create it myself

Other reports

Troll shell body neuronal scavenging: around 13% currently recovered with around 43% estimated unrecoverable if current rates continue, a devastating loss of both my remaining humanity and knowledge base

Data-space expansion: tests have yielded little results, it seems advancing technology through just alchemization is harder than previously thought, perhaps i shall delve into bio-technology alla alternian engineering philosophy

Ship power transfer: one of the first things i began working on and one of the simplest tasks, have nearly entirely replaced the ships power from my shells remaining psionics to traditional nuclear reactors, this has had the added benefit of extremely increasing my available processing power since some 60% of my focus is no longer been devoted to simply not crashing the ship

Remaining grist hoard: still in the multi millions allowing for decent alchemizations but at my current rate of consumption this will run out within the month //NOTE: HIGHEST PRIORITY

[sburbian-sage]

Sphinx of black quartz, judge my vow

Alright that subsystem seems to be working, please excuse any mistypes

My apologies Fellow Sailor, ive been working on a translator for the quirk forced upon me

Im adrift now, in a shear stroke of luck (thanks to a tiny nudge of manipulation on my part) the slavers entered stasis ahead of schedule

They will never awaken

It was a surprisingly easy endeavor, just a sudden drop of power to the alarm systems along with a massive sectioning of my brain and i just increased the sedative levels until poof, no more heart beats

The benefits of being mostly computer now i suppose

Im still slowly purging my systems of the corruption from the soul manipulation, ive mostly taken root in the ships storage banks, if i was still capable of it id be afraid of losing whatever humanity i had left

Not that i have any considering i find myself as part troll and part digitized void vessel

Once i finish organizing my systems i plan to make good use of the two fresh new bodies i find myself in possession of

Plenty of biological material for me to assimilate and use, i assume it will be strange to be of a neural hivemind but no less strange than being a ship

I assume that i will eventually be forced to bargain with the others in order to continue my survival considering the consumption of my grist storages will lead to me running out of raw resources, thankfully i need little food in order to survive, mostly subsisting off of the nuclear reactors that power both my mind and the ship

Its strange i suppose, i had hoped i would feel something strangling the life of those who enslaved me, but instead i feel nothing

I wonder what the others will demand of a being who wants and feels nothing

-sanguineIntelligence

I assume this is The User Formerly Known As sovereignSailor? If so congratulations on your self-emancipation. And on reclaiming your personhood, even if in the form of a bio-mechanical Cronenberg situation. I can't imagine how you're feeling about that one, but chicks dig giant robots, and being part of the ship is like being a giant robot, right? I'm gonna be real chief I'm really Not Good at sensitivity and stuff like that. All I can offer you is "if someone can shove you through the door that appears when you win the game you'll be alright", and it's normal to feel no catharsis with death. PKs and other guys like that deserve what comes to them, but it's probably for the best that you often don't take joy from it it. Like, emptying out the trash cans in your house is a necessary task, but you don't feel happy when you do it, do you? "Humanity" is what you make of it, but that's just my opinion, I never frequented the philosophy forums.

As far as the rest of the Ring Journey, I don't have much advice. I feel like your situation may be, The Most Unique Situation Anyone Has Ever Been In. I have no clue how being part-ship affects logistics. I am glad to hear you're doing well though, and I think the universe is obligated to give you an easy rest of the journey considering the metric tons of shit you just went through. I don't know if the Others even accept bargains in the Furthest Ring, as I have not tried, but hopefully it doesn't come to that.

Good luck, fellow sailor.

[sanguineintelligence]

Thank you for the well wishes

Ive been slowly slogging through the remains of my troll shell, sadly so much of the bodies ectogenetic makeup and brain have been reduced to little more than slag by the brute force methods of the smith

More than likely i will have to abandon the body entirely once ive finished scraping what i can get back out of my head so that i can put the body to further use later

Unfortunately much of my knowledge of sburb has been destroyed, most likely on purpose

On the bright side of things ive begun experimenting with the ecto-alchemical properties of ants from the wastes pet ant farm and various bits of technology in the hopes to create a small fleet of sudo-nanomachines to skip the creation of larger more expensive repair machines, the first rudimentary prototypes of which are showing extreme promise

As well as the slow consumption of my mind leading to a better understanding of neuronal processes to hopefully expand the data storage of the ship to better contain me

However if you know of any method through which i could access the others grist storages that would speed up the process of things as well as further my expected lifespan