STARGAZER FICTION LETS GOOOOOO
A thin wire ran between them. It connected two ports together, one of a beaten up old cybertronian computer and another with a pristine but tiny port on an ai unit that haven't seen light since it was installed. A few mechs stood next to the pc studying the files that flew through the wire into the computer. Thousands and thousands of photos and videos poured into the poor pc, the naming system precisely told the weivers what space object was filmed. Nebulas, comets, planets, moons, stars, asteroid belts, everything that one could see up in the dark cold sky was carefully photographed and categorized.
The laboratory was filled with chatter of those looking at the photos, "oohh"s and "ahh"s filled the silence, noises of awe and wonder. The photographer itself sat on the chair nearby, its Voiture Lumiere was left in its hangar- no, room. In its room as Rodimus asked to call it.
Brainstorm pointed his digit at the screen pointing out an interesting star in one of the photos, it was bright blue shining brightly, casting shadows on its surrounding planets, small red and yellow dots. One of their moons reflected the blue light, it was made almost entirely out of some crystal material, shimmering in the light.
Quiet scrapping noises attracted the attention of the others. Just when Stargazer finished writing on the datapad they all turned to him.
Star T0813. One of the nearest to Solar System. Is in its main sequence . 6 orbiting planets. T0813-B has 2 moons. T0813-E is separated by an asteroid belt 25 km wide. 12 light years away from Earth
"Thats so cool! It'd be an awesome spot to surf!" Rodimus said after finishing reading the message. He turned his helm to Brainstorm, "Hey do you think we can go ther-"
"No, it would take us forever to get there." Perceptor interrupted him, "Also it may not exist in this universe too."
The captain's spoiler drooped sadly and he turned back to the screen, other followed suit. He was the one scrolling through the massive gallery, his gaze snapping quickly from one picture to another, opening some of them when they catch his or his crew's attention. The dates on the photos were getting older, some were more than 20 human years ago.
Eventually they hit the bottom of the first folder. Stargazer told them how to get to the other one in its systems. His optic arches furrowed. Others were chatting behind him again.
"Hey," Stargazer slowly turned its helm towards him, "is it really okay that we go through your files like that? You can always just show us yourself if you want."
The unmoving face stared at him. Rodimus could never actually guess what the mech was feeling, unless it tried to bizarrely mimic some body expressions. There was no em field to go off of too, absolutely nothing. Its servos quickly wrote on the datapad and showed it to him.
GSX-402FW Stargazer has no information that could be considered personal
Rodimus stared at the datapad. He knew what it meant but-... It still sounded sad. Stargazer was built by humans and they probably didnt think it would get conscious. Rodimus covered his mouth with his servo, slowly turning back to the screen, furrowed gaze back to the pictures of space, others asked him to zoom in on a photo of a nebula.
The stars and asteroids started blending into each other after some time for him, he was starting to get bored. Deep reds and blues and bright yellows and soft purples. Thousands and thousands photos of space.
Rodimus scrolled through more photos, the dates were getting even older. He looked at them trying to count how long ago they were taken. His processor couldn't focus on the numbers so he just looked at dates again. Multiple photos a day, every day.
He looked at one photo that they brought up to the large screen on the wall. Brainstorm was furiously explaining something about the colors not matching to Perceptor.
Quiet scraping noises came from the behind. Stargazer wanted to say something. It tapped the screen 3 times to attract the attention of others. When they all turned around, Brainstorm still glaring at Perceptor.
Taken 1 month after departure from Solar system. One of the oldest photos. Next ones are from Solar system.
Rodimus perked up. He hadn't seen Earth in a while. The room cheered when the next photo Rodimus opened was indeed of Solar System, tiny asteroids hiding giants of red and blue behind them.
The thing that surprised them were space stations when the photos were much closer to Earth. Weird construction idly floating behind the Earth, small ships flying between them. When the view got closer they could see mechs floating around those stations.
"Are they... Like you?" Perceptor looked away from the big screen to look at the mech who now had a wire connected to itself. Others were quiet, waiting for the scraping sound to stop to read the answer.
Those are mobile suits piloted by humans. None have an ai module like GSX- 401FW Stargazer. All need pilots.
The chatter didn't start again. The next photos were of two mechas fighting, sparks of weapons colliding flew all over, they had cuts and deep holes on their armor. One was missing an arm, pieces of metal completely melted in battle, but had its gun pointed at another. The other had an almost see through hole in its waist, wires poking out and electricity sparkling in space.
Training battle. The battlers asked for this photo afterwards. The white mobile suit won, the other had its cockpit damaged after this photo was taken.
Everyone looked at the photo, with various levels of distraught on their faceplates. The injuries looked awful.
The next photo was of a giant shadow lit up from behind by sun. It didnt look like other space stations and it was too big to be a simple space ship. The Earth peeked out from behind the figure, it was darker than usual, all the green parts were dim.
"Whats this?" Rodimus squinted at the picture, trying to make out what it was.
Space station Troya owned by DSSD. Stargazer was constructed on and launched by it.
"So it's like your home okay got it!" Rodimus leaned closer to the screen, now more curious about Stargazer's home.
Next few photos were close-ups of Troya, kilometres and kilometers of metal stretched all over the screen, massive doors for mobile suits and space ships. Rails and wires and communication lines ran all over the giant, covering every metre of it, some sections were newer. People looked out of the wide windows, staring at the photographer in awe. A shadow of a familiar figure stretched across one of the photos, a giant ring surrounded the silhouette, little antennas poked out on the head.
The earliest photo was a blurry scene of Stargazer taking off. Endless horizon of artificial land blurred as the mech was launched into space on the rails. On the left was Earth, mighty giant that was lit up by tiny dots all over the green parts of it. On the right was empty space only filled with more artificial land with a giant shadow stretched on it and the deep dark black space. Only one star was still visible in the picture, it shone brightly right in front of the mech.
Stargazer looked at its third launch. Files in its memory card were popping up with information from that day. Local news that its creators were discussing that morning. Someone's birthday on the station. Increased number of mobile suits on the station. Weather down on Earth. Sven's bones were fully healed.
Its long reconstruction too.
The smashed up and destroyed parts that somehow made it back to earth kept the two people inside safe. They just barely made it.
The next photo they all saw was crusty. Grainy. With colorful lines on the side. It wasn't named correctly. Just "S(5).PNG". It was mostly black. No beautiful stars or nebulas. Only darkness and a quarter of an orange circle. Venus?
Next photo was of a dismantled, burned through and destroyed mobile suit right infront of the camera. It was so damaged and the quality of the photo was so bad that the silhouette was blending in with the background. Its chest was open, a beaten up empty seat was inside, all the screens were turned off or broken. There was a white tube next to the camera, floating in space, the place to which the tube connected to was corrupted in the photo, just black and white stripes
Mechs in the room looked at the screen in silence. The mobile suit on the photo was not alive, not like them. But seeing it completely destroyed like that was horrific. It looked just a tad bit too much like them, yet was different enough to look uncanny.
"Was that also a training battle?" Rodimus looked uncomfortable, he was hesitant to ask. The sight of a gory corpse with open chest was worsesing the mood for sure.
The scraping sound felt longer than usual.
Troya station was attacked by terrorists. Pictured gundam is a part of Phantom Pain. GAT-X105 Strike Noir Gundam. GSX-401FW Stargazer was used to fight it off.
"But... Why were you taking a picture of it?"
The photo was still displayed on the screen, everyone too distracted to flip to the next one. Strike Noir's remains were left behind, its pilot was extracted and safely slept through his and Selene's journey back to Earth.
Most systems shat down from damage. Camera made a few last shots before being disabled.
Selene dropped down the temperature to the lowest to keep them both comatose. Stargazer still had those setting saved in its memory core for some reason. The wire connected to its ai unit felt wrong.
It was quiet.
Rodimus didnt dare cliking on the next photo.
"Okay, I think we should stop now-" Rodimus was was cut off by Stargazer standing up. The wire dangled, connecting it to the computer. The port in the ai unit felt cold. As cold as it was when Selene and Sven were inside.
The captain looked puzzled. When Stargazer started walking to the pc he started "We won't look any further, im sorry."
The mobile suit stood in front of the computer, Rodimus quickly rolled off to the side on the chair, the giant mech took up a lot of space. He couldn't understand if the mech was angry or sad, all the movements were robotic, everything calculated for efficiency, no emotions.
Stargazer's hand was too big for the mouse. It moved the thing with its finger clicking to the next file. It was a video, the file wasnt corrupted for some reason.
"Do you want to show us something or-?"
The mobile suit clicked on play.
They accelerated down a corridor, industrial cranes and wires on the walls. Just before they could smash into the end of the hall, a giant hangar door opened letting the mech speed out into the space, it was launched off of the ground into air. Into battle. The dark sky was pestered with beams of light and mobile suits attacking each other.
One beam of light flew right in front of the camera.
Stargazer skipped ahead.
Green lights encircled them like a halo. They sped to the enemies. Upon closing down to an oposing mobile suit, the green beams left the halo penetrating the suit. The circuitry and engine must have been damaged enough to cause the suits to explode. There was no sound. They quickly left the explosion, the black mobile suit close behind
Green beams left and joined the halo as they passed the enemies, they spined around to shoot down the opposing gundams, they spinned through the insides of the station, metal bulkheads zoomed past them. It was dizzying.
Strike Noir was close.
Stargazer skipped ahead again.
The main pilot seat was ejected.
Green was everywhere. They spinned around to see Strike Noir charging at them. They colided and the beams shot through the mobile suit leaving gaping holes in its armor.
The face unmoving, yet it started right through them.
The Troya station was nowhere near, just empty space. Stars were missing, only blinding explosions and energy beams.
She were holding the black gundam down.
Troya was exploding, every piece of her being torn apart. The co-pilot was still inside Stargazer.
She was holding it down.
The nearby DSSD satellite was turning towards it.
Strike Noir was not going anywhere.
Tiny sparks were gathering on the satellite.
Explosion after explosion tore Troya apart.
White sparks encircled the satellite.
She held Strike Noir tight, chest to chest, his back turned to the bright explosions.
She watched the shot.
Everything went red.
Everything went white.
Stargazer took the wire out of its ai unit, making the video promptly end. The pc showed warnings to not take out connectors like that.
Stargazer's ai unit was cold. Its temperature as low as Selene had set it that one time.
All three of them were alive. They all were a part of a team that rebuilt it. The cockpit was replaced with the ai unit.
Its hand covered the still open chest. It wouldnt close.
Two small figures were still inside, comatose, with barely any chance to survive, yet not alone.
Its systems said that the temperature was too low and the hatch should be closed.
It forced the panels shut.
Others were looking at it.
Mobile suits- alive alien robots were looking at it. Eyes as of a human but different looked at it with an emotion it didnt know.
Its hand was still above the ai unit.
Stargazer turned around and walked out of the room. No one held it back.
