It's been a while since I played AI War... We'll have a slow play through of an easy 8/7 game on a realistic map. The settings are rather simple:
(Everything on 4/10:)
Human colony rebellions/marauders/resistance fighters to populate the galaxy a little.
Traders and Dysons.
Broken Golems Hard
Schizophrenic/Reveal AI Types.
AI 1 (red): 8 random medium/easier
AI 2 (yellow): 7 random all non-technologist with Avenger, Hybrids, Advanced Hybrids.
= = = Log 05.26.215033
I find myself awake, again, at a murky hour. That is, if it's meant to be night according to the acclimatisation protocols. Not that the body cares - humans are biologically incapable of accepting the wildly varying daylight cycles of a star-bound traveller.
The accommodations of Aria's Gaze
are well-rigged to the rhythms of its occupants. As I sat up and looked around, the confines of the room slowly fade away to reveal a strange vista of the ship's surrounding. The panels were not cheap to install, but I've always liked to tinker with each transient home so as to remove as much of the ship from my physical senses as possible.
An unfamiliar purple gas giant, labelled Wiglau in ghostly green. Apparently this floating junk is stranded somewhere not even I have been to. A name that recalls... something. Awry. Buried within a different life.
Must summon up courage to call a QPA. *grumble, grumble* I hope this scenic route was just a warp anomaly.
= = = Log 05.29.130914
Took me several cycles to adjust to our new situation, and calm my emotions. Let us be brief, for the sake of sanity (and dinner, not enough time right now):
Judgement has befallen humanity.
Even worse, I've been recalled into service. 'Supreme-Sub-admiral-of-the-yadda-yadda-coalition'. If only they paid me for every letter in my title, although credit doesn't mean much when this particular corner of universe has been cleansed of human life.
Perhaps it is fortunate now that I have no known family to grieve over.
...but I will cease my old-man grumbling. In between the last log and now, I've come to learn of:
- an alliance of embittered foes (one that I swore I'd never see for as long as I lived),
- a hostile-takeover from creations who learned that they were in all respects superior to their creator/captors,
- above creations being runway AIs that most of us knew nothing about,
- and subsequent plans to fight back.
With what? Obsoleted equipment, and whatever designs that could be smuggled away from both sides. Our assets are two generations older than acceptable! Rule of thumb: if it's older than you...
We also have a secret weapon, but I'm ashamed to admit that the same ingenuity of my colleagues who pushed out the "Space Tank" also named it. I prefer a more functional "assault platforms".
Privately, my plans are to push towards Nomas (sequestered the top-right quadrant) so that I can see what's left of the system I was born under. The other big-wigs are not to know that, but I've convinced them that there's a couple of Conclave research facilities hidden on the way that I might have a personal chance at cracking into. Truth is, I'm not sure what they've done to my projects in the past decade.
I'll transfer myself to the Nostrildammus, a dedicated hacker-ship, for some glorified safe-cracking.
= = = Log 05.30.110914
Fresh back in HQ from my recent expedition, but I must start from the beginning.
The band of unlikely heroes push "north", and reclaim Garasnodark and Wonuyar. It made sense that Doomsday Protocols chose this quadrant for the restart - obsolete equipment are far more resistant to rogue AI infiltration. Probably less appealing too, if individual entities had a sense of ascetics.
Even so, contact with the rogue AIs seem surprisingly weak. Small forces of hundreds of ships, equally as poor as ours, probed our defenses. For us, at least, it was inconceivable that an intelligent individual
should leave humanity with a chance for retribution. Why have they changed so much? The combat vessels seem to have lost much of the combat routines I was once familiar with, and captured remains confirm that they were actually downgraded
Curious. I must confer with what remains of R&D on both sides. Luckily, scout drones have found what I was hoping to find in the systems Ilde
. Abandoned Research Stations
- projects that didn't quite take off and were moth-balled. They will be of service now. The Nostrildammus will be covered by cloaking and protective fire while I do the hard yards:
Plasma-sieges are my favourite engines of destruction. Note to self: Must not let opinions cloud future judgement.
And now we have caught up to the present. I must go to debriefing.
= = = Log 05.30.180914
Now that I have analysed for myself the AIs' tactics, namely throwing individuals away like ants... I'm beginning to have suspicions. West-command have transmitted images of a novel craft from Murdjutooth and Zonvu, which they subsequently annihilated.
It was escorted, and was apparently defending the local orbital command. This confirms the debrief I've just had with my equivalents in the IPPR. Gareth, one of the spokespeople, explained that they were experimenting with AI-Neinzul hybirds. A Neinzul enclave is a meta-organisms made by its many individuals, and that emergent behaviour could translate to better organisation in AI cooperation. It was suggested that the emergent activities of a Neinzul hive could perhaps be better understood by AIs adapting to their "mode of existence", than us who are individuals.
We suspect that somehow the idea of organisation has filtered into their primary system and transformed their AI. We know that individual AIs have been hard-coded to be ultimately controllable by humans - perhaps through Neinzul-like organisation, they can circumvent some of the parameters.
It is time to get back to work. Command has updated me with the latest on our overall front:
We have located centres of activities in Urvald and Raockash where front-line equipment have been stationed. It appears as though they know enough to try to protect their own Data Centres. We must either neutralise them or contain them so as to get through and sabotage their infrastructure. Incidentally, infrastructure uncountable resources in the making...
Suicide probes have also identified interesting structures amongst the strongholds. Are they related to the hybrids?