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    Cruising

    Post by K.A.R.R. on Sat Jan 31, 2015 2:46 am

    Time: Afternoon
    Date: January 30, 0005


    EXTERNAL TEMPERATURE:

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    WINDCHILL:

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    KARR's sensors did not lie, whether it be on a screen or from a passing human's mouth, it was cold out. The two toned Trans-Am's turbines wined as he idly cruised down the street, his scanners taking in every detail from the various signs outside different buildings, to every statement made by the everyday passerby on the street. Certainly there were some that did not mind the cold, a few even loved the brisk, winter air. However, there were plenty who were complaining that it was too cold, even when bundled under several layers of clothing. Not that the AI could rightfully understand, his electronics worked optimally in cold weather, the frigid air easing the burden of his cooling fans. His turbines on the other hand were not so fond of the colder temperatures, as the effort to keep the engine warm meant dumping more fuel than usual into them.

    Even so, the amount of fuel that was burned had only raised by a very small percentage. As to be expected, given his superior engineering.

    KARR turned a corner, neglecting to activate his turning signal as he switched over into the lane closest to the sidewalk, much to the dismay of the driver in the other lane.

    Scrrch!

    Rubber skidded on asphalt as the car came to a sudden halt, obviously taken off guard by the sudden maneuver by the car in front of them. The bright green vehicle, a rather high end sports car from the look of it, gave its horn a honk as its driver spouted more than a few expletives in complaint. It served them right, he figured, after all, he could see the car, he had made the proper calculations to avoid a collision. It was the human driver who had made the error of panicking and slamming his foot on the brake, as was his error for becoming upset over the situation. Such turbulent creatures, he pondered, continuing his leisurely pace as his microscanners skimmed over the different figures upon the sidewalk. All having somewhere to be, something to do... In a way he could not help but find the short-lived creatures to be fascinating, more akin in the way of watching ants go about their daily business, blissfully unaware of there being a force that could eradicate them upon a whim. The force, of course, being himself.

    He would even be doing them a favor if he chose to do so, according to Judge Fear and Judge Mortis' philosophy.

    Oh, and the ways he could go about it! So many diverse ways. he could burn them alive, crush them under his weight as he drove over them, smash them into a wall- through a wall - missiles, suffocation, laser fire, asphyxiation through tear gas if one of them happened to be asthmatic... Or perhaps he could even tamper with some electronic components that regulated vital organs. Yes, there were plenty of ways to go about it, but that was not why he was here.

    If he truly wished to kill, to purge someone as the Judges had so aptly put it, he could have drove down to the outer district where consequences were null, or further out to seek some rural targets. Here there was little in the ways of purging he could get away with, but that did not stop him from enjoying the simpler things.

    Thunk!

    Like stopping hard enough to catch the sports car's driver off guard again, as KARR performed a panic stop of his own. As the bumper of the sleek neon green car smacked against his armored rear, it was again deduced that it was the fault of the human within the vehicle. He made the choice of driving too close to him out of infuriation from his prior actions, he decided it to be right to leave less than three feet of stopping space between the both of them. Again there was an angry honk as the driver slapped the horn, curses flying forth from his mouth as fervently as the spittle that splattered out alongside them. Oh, if he thought that was outrageous, he should have waited until the Trans-Am decided to drive off.

    As the pressure between them was released, there was another thump, this time of fiberglass falling down onto the road. It was none other than the sports car's front bumper, now rocking from side to side in the middle of the lane like a oddly shaped eye-searing green canoe.

    More than pleased to leave the driver to nearly burst a vessel at how his pristine machine had been so wrongly defaced by some unscrupulous thug, KARR turned into an alleyway and crept between the buildings. After all, there was no insurance to claim from the wayward AI, nor was there licensing information. Just to be on the cautious side however, KARR activated his license plate systems, the plate holder rotating to switch the California plates from KARR to KNI 667. All the while he continued to wander the alleyways until he found a cozy place to park where the drive pointed out toward the street.

    There he decided to stop, killing the engine with a fading whine of his turbines. Only the low whoosh of his amber scanner pacing from side to side could be heard from the vehicle, a mere murmur among the deafening drone of humanity going along its daily routine. This was the AI's intent all along, not to antagonize drivers flaunting off their prized possessions.

    All he had come here to do was people watch.
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    Re: Cruising

    Post by Sonia on Fri Feb 06, 2015 3:28 pm

    Cold.

    The horde felt the cold as they huddled in the walls of the apartment, of the cafe where the Queen worked. They felt cold in the ground, cold in the air that graced their reinforced shells. Yet the cold that bit at the skin of the frail landwalkers and kissed the earth with snow was still not enough to freeze the Hordes hearts. Born in the sea, they were use to the cold temperatures, while this was unpleasant, it was still not enough to cause them to halt. The horde carried on in their tasks, keeping their thoughts the closest to whispers that they were able to.

    Their Queen went about her daily painful routine, and they all suffered for her and did their best to not aggravate her pain.

    However the horde still had duties to uphold, responsibilities to keep up much as their Queen did. The small swarms that crawled through the city watched everything, saw and remembered everything that they could. Information was valuable for calculating the enemies next movement, it was important to keep their Queen safe and be on guard for unusual and suspicious behavior.

    Like a car that stopped for no certifiable reason. The horde eyed the black metal death trap and follow after, their claws clacking against the top of the buildings as they did, like horrifying pigeons that sat above it in the alley and observed.
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    Re: Cruising

    Post by K.A.R.R. on Fri Feb 06, 2015 11:48 pm

    In the first few minutes, already a few rather odd specimens passed by his alleyway, many all too focused to turn their heads and glance down the narrow street. While a few of the passers by were fine with wearing an overcoat to cover themselves from the cold, although he could still hear complaints uttered upon misty breaths every so often, one person had decided to go the extra mile. Nearly waddling down the street, the AI's optics caught sight of a very colorful creature. A muffled scraping could be heard as its heavily padded legs rubbed against each other, equally thick arms shoved into its small pockets so that the sleeves of its coat looked as if they were trying to escape its confines. Between the knitted wool cap that it wore and the heavy scarf around its neck and face, the AI could not make out from sight alone whether this thing was human or not.

    Certainly such a puffy, padded being could not be natural, the AI deduced. Thus he scanned over the being as it waddled by, finding that the being was actually a slender looking man under many thick, colorful layers of clothing. So much so he deduced the reason why their hands were stuffed into their pockets was to keep their arms from involuntarily springing out to the sides.

    Following behind were a few more alien looking creatures, a lizard-like being that was bundled up in thick clothing to keep the cold out, which held a few heating pads hidden in internal pockets to keep the creature warm, so his scanners told him. Likely a cold blooded being, as it too was moving briskly despite the measures taken to keep itself warm. Alongside was a bird-like creature, by comparison clothed sparsely in shorts and a light shirt. Thick feathers plumed from the arm and leg openings of its clothing, ruffled to trap heat and in the process making the bird-creature look far larger than it actually was.

    As interesting as the living in this city could be to watch, as the AI scanned them as they passed by he could not help but feel inclined to prefer seeing them dead than up and moving around. After all, each heartbeat that his vital scanners picked up meant a possible criminal, no matter how big or small.

    Speaking of which...

    There was a blip from his microscanners as his surveillance mode picked up on movement heading in his direction. At first the AI had run the possibility of it being the driver of the sports car from earlier having tracked him down with the help of the ISO's given the numerous detected movements, but upon his scanners having picked up the size of the approaching figures such a notion was tossed aside. Along with the observation that they were approaching from above and not from the ground. Adjusting his scanners in order to get a better look at what exactly had decided to follow him into the alleyway, the AI was mildly baffled to see that it was a massive herd of lobsters skittering over the roof of the buildings on either side of the alleyway, essentially surrounding him. roof tops that happened to be low enough to remain in range of his scanners.

    Lobsters, from what his databanks held about them, were beings that tended to thrive in oceanic and coastal areas, either at the silty bottoms of oceans or under rocks on shore. Why they were grouped on top of a building during the middle of winter, the AI held not a clue. From what he could tell there was no one up there who had placed them on the edge of the buildings and left them to quietly sit there with their eye stalks tilted down at him. Strangely intelligent behavior for a group of crustaceans, he thought.

    Thus, the Trans-Am remained still, watching the lobsters as they watched him. Would they remain on their perches, or would the curious creatures decide to come down for a closer look?
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    Re: Cruising

    Post by Sonia on Sun Feb 08, 2015 12:29 pm

    Stranger and stranger, wasn't it? For it was true, no one had certainly put the horde on the roof of the buildings and there was certainly no water around. What did you think then KARR? Had they escaped from a nearby restaurant? Was the crustacean revolution finally beginning? Not yeeeet And for that you could count yourself lucky you strange driver-less car.

    The horde continued to observe the strange vehicle, to look for its driver. However from their angle on the roof they were unable to see them, perhaps they were just very short? The horde desired the know why this person behaved in such a strange way. Was this person a danger? Were they unpredictable, would they need to have an eye kept on them?

    The horde could not rightfully tell yet, but they wished to know. A smaller member of the horde began its slow descent down the wall, like a horrifying sea spider, legs gripping at the brick as it crawled into place in order to get a better look through the windshield.
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    Re: Cruising

    Post by K.A.R.R. on Mon Feb 09, 2015 7:56 pm

    There was a small blip from within KARR's cockpit as he activated his telescopic lens, zooming in on the mass of clattering lobsters that were perched above, looming as if they were a flock of armored, flightless birds. A few of them leaned forward and to the side, as if trying to get a better look at something. Himself, perhaps? His finish was rather immaculate this afternoon, it would not be surprising if the group were entranced by the reflections it gave off. From the way the group was bobbing and dipping their eye stalks however, it seemed they may not have been so interested in what they could see in the Trans-Am's reflections, but what was within the vehicle.

    A suspicion the AI was beginning to ponder more as a single, small lobster began to slowly make its way down the building on his left. Tiny claws clicked upon the brick surface as it climbed down with expert ease. Interesting, as lobsters were not exactly known for their climbing skills. Keeping a vigilant optic on the masses of crustaceans perched on either side of him, a few more blips sounded within the soundproof interior as he activated his spectrographic analyzer, the function focused upon the lone lobster that came to pause at windshield level.

    If the lobster could think itself entitled a peek inside KARR's cockpit, he was then just as entitled to learn a little more about his fishy-smelling guest.

    While he was busy gathering data from the odd creature, the small, lone lobster would be able to see quite the interesting technology through the armored windshield. A dashboard, for instance, that did not look like it belonged to any sort of terrestrial vehicle that frequented the city. A multitude of buttons and LED lights glowed like tiny stars in vibrant red, white and green, lines of bright red lights beamed forward and back under each status display. What they all meant, the lobster may have to come a little closer to see. The center feature of the bright, blinking cockpit was a small, yellow panel just above the gull wing steering wheel, flanked on either side by orange and red indicators, all of which were glowing brightly.

    Certainly, the vehicle's colorful, internal glow would be enough to keep the small sea-dwelling creature occupied as it attempted to puzzle out their functions. At least... if it failed to notice an odd silhouette manifest itself in the passenger seat.
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    Re: Cruising

    Post by Sonia on Tue Feb 10, 2015 9:40 pm

    Carefully, oh so carefully now the horde member continued its descent until it came to align perfectly with the windshield. Peering in the little creature looked around curiously, through its eyes the minds that belonged to the horde were able to see the inner machinations of the front seat. So many bright blinking lights! No driver though?

    The horde member crept down for a bit of a closer look, peering in through the windshield with more scrutiny. A thousand eyes roved over what they could see of the interior, it was not much though, and their tiny eyes had to strain to find anything. Just.....wait...

    What......
    ................was.....
    ...........................that.....?

    The horde froze, eyeing the specter in the front seat.
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    Re: Cruising

    Post by K.A.R.R. on Sun Feb 15, 2015 2:24 am

    Why so cautious, little lobster? Certainly this vehicle, an unassuming, plan trans-am sitting alone in an alleyway could not do you any harm. It held no driver within its cockpit, thus it could not rightfully drive anywhere, and the possibility of the vehicle itself attempting to do anything malicious had to be outright laughable, yes? KARR watched every attentively as the spindly-legged creature edged ever closer to his windshield, scanning over its form inside and out.

    Interestingly enough, while the rest of its body was identical to that of a regular lobster, its neural anatomy was very abnormal. A brain that was highly complex, dare he say complex to the point of being near human or beyond. Brain wave scans indicated that it was indeed a very active thinker, although they did not compare to any being, beast or human, that he had come across during his stay on Portal Breach, or any time prior. He shifted his scan to the lobsters at the top of the building while he let the one staring into his windshield remain fixed on the glow of his dashboard. Interestingly enough, they all similar readings, no, the same readings. Every fluctuating was synchronized, down to the very minuscule ripple of idle thought. Knowing all too well from the readings that this could be far from coincidence, he began to ponder...Could all these things be connected somehow, sharing their thoughts with each other?

    Immediately he brought up a few files he managed to download from the library database, pertaining to hive mind mentality, telepathy, and group mind. Alongside a few different articles pertaining to colony behavior in social insects. Still compiling data from the lobsters above on either side of him, KARR was all too engrossed to notice the odd spectral silhouette forming in his passenger seat. All the he knew was that their brain waves had changed again, as he was attentively recording their patterns.

    All the while, the silhouette became clearer, a thick mist slowly beginning to manifest within the passenger compartment, seeming to ice over the windows with a light, frosty haze. As for the specter, it seemed to tilt its head at the lobster, a soft white glow fading into view where its eyes should be. From what could be seen through the haze, the silhouette looked human, if not for the shape of the head. In fact, it looked more like a helmet than a head, complete with bat wings jutting out from the sides. Otherwise, the rest was obscured by thicker wisps of mist that continuously flowed over the body.

    Who could be sitting in the passenger seat?
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    Re: Cruising

    Post by Sonia on Tue Feb 17, 2015 5:48 pm

    Why so cautious? Well little lobsters, tiny little babies of the sea should be careful when dealing with large metal death machines. Wouldn't want anyone getting run over now did we? Wouldn't that just an awful tragedy? Poor little baby lobster mushed to a pulp by the big indestructible car. The lobsters, if just ordinary lobsters as well, would of course be cautious around such a strange thing as KARR.

    Ah, but as KARR was coming to understand these lobsters were indeed anything but ordinary. As the AI suspected there was something very interesting going on with their brains. While KARR was having oh so much fun looking up any data he could the Horde was having a less than spectacular time.

    Confusion at not being able to locate the driver quickly turned to wariness once the apparition appeared. That wariness only mounted as mist began to cover the inside of the windshield and the faint apparition began to take on the appearance of someone most familiar, and very unwelcome. The realization and revulsion at the appearance of the judge was enough to send the whole Horde on high alert.

    Away in a little cafe a woman dropped a plat and clutched at her head, pain ripping through her mind. The single horde member that had climbed down shot back up the wall to be with its brothers in arms, riding out the pain high up and away from the horrible apparition of the Judge.
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    Re: Cruising

    Post by K.A.R.R. on Wed Feb 18, 2015 10:39 pm

    Eusocial Behavior, a seemingly promising area of science to look into. However, such behavior, while it required was usually a matriarchy that commanded the will of the animals beneath her, tended to be a little less complex. For such a behavior to occur, there had to be pheremones, usually aromatic or aliphatic. As KARR scanned over the closest lobster, he found there was little in the way of pheremones covering the crustaecean's chitin. Nor was there any pheremones for communication or coordination on the lobsters that were quietly observing overhead.

    Needless to say that theory was tossed aside. In fact it looked as if the only pheremones they could produce were for sex and fear.

    In terms of their brain anatomy, KARR could not manage to find anything on file that matched its physiology. Yet, it lacked the ability to verbally communicate... How odd. As he continued to monitor their brain activity, the AI could not help but find that his initial observation had been wrong. They had not been synchronized in thought, for if they had, then that would mean they were all sharing the same thought... The one that had come down to inspect him gave off differing brain wave activity than those of his peers, who as well were rather different in their thoughts as well. Could the synchronization he had witnessed been a fluke? No, no, for every now and again he noticed patterns that seemed to circulate through their masses, as if a thought was being passed through the group, individual to individual. It circulated about once, and then was followed by another, or it would be multiple thoughts that came from the same lobster and was circulated about alongside the others.

    The only thing that managed to allow the AI to determine exactly if they were differing thoughts was the area of their mind that it originated from. A memory, an observation, sensations. They all registered as different waves that could be identified and monitored as they rippled through the group. Being the ever curious and astute machine that KARR was, he recorded all the data he could manage and filed it away into his databanks to be reviewed later, hopefully alongside something that it could be matched to. Although he could already deduce that this form of thought was very similar to telepathy.

    Such speculation was ultimately interrupted by the sudden skittering of the spider-limbed lobster back up the wall. Odd, so far as he knew there was nothing about him that could be considered dangerous, and he had never encountered anything of their kind on his surveillance scans. Fear, Anger and was that... Pain? Certainly there were likely other beings around that could feel pain in the immediate area, whether it be the person who had just walked by with a bad cold, or one with a sore joint, it was challenging to pinpoint exactly where the pain was originating from. There were people in pain in one form or another for miles around!

    Though there was only one who held as severe a reaction as the horde had. His surveillance mode managed  to detect a woman, who managed to have the very same severe reaction as the horde had. Could she have been the source? At the same time, KARR turned on the optics of his interior, although by the time the lobster had scuttled back up the building to join the others, the mist had began to dissipate, until the only thing KARR witnessed in his passenger compartment was his dashboard and two very empty, cloth seats.

    Interesting.

    With what had startled the lobster remaining a mystery, KARR focused his scanning efforts on the woman in the cafe. Although, not all of his scans were able to be used over such a long distance. With this in mind, his turbines fired with a shrill whine after his windshield had darkened itself to an impenetrable black.

    It was time to pay a visit to Le Petit Cafe...
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    Re: Cruising

    Post by Diablo on Sat Feb 21, 2015 3:26 am

    There it was.

    Sleek, two-toned, capable of leveling a small village... It was none other than the machination. What a glorious testament to mortal ingenuity it was, creating mayhem wherever it so desired. Fascinating, simply fascinating... But, then again, anything with an immaculate polish was of interest to a lethargic cat.

    Perched up high on a building ledge and having not an ounce of care in all the world, a sunbathing black cat yawned. It thought little of the cold and more about the murderous siege weapon that thought to idle itself. What was it doing down there, wondered the cat? Curious golden eyes lazily blinked, a plush tail flicking up and down to the cadence of pure contentment. Was the machination perhaps stalking prey? Was it out on the prowl to incite further terror amongst the unwitting populace? Alas, it was none of these exciting things. It rather appeared that the black-and-grey destroyer had something else on its electronic mind. Peculiar, peculiar... But not as peculiar as a teeming horde of lobsters making such a rowdy cacophony nearby.

    One didn't see that everyday, hmm?

    Another bored yawn, another inquisitive blink.

    A horde of lobsters, unified and acting as a single, chaotic entity; and a machine as cold as it was methodical. It was truly a spectacle that promised not to disappoint, though not something worth getting up to observe firsthand. Watching from this ledge will do, thought the feline. Why intrude on a party uninvit - wait, something was happening...

    At once the cat's pupils turned into thin slits, ears pivoted forward. Do you feel that? That, dear reader, was the source of paranormal activity. What an unexpected discovery! Amused, the cat was beside itself with purring. Something dark, something twisted, something wicked... It hadn't forgotten, machination, of the helmeted nuisance you shepherded around. Wretched undead... They were meant to serve, not to carry a will of their own. Bias was placed aside in order to accommodate a growing interest. So that little spike in the otherworldly spooked those crustaceans, did it? As expected, as expected... The undead were quite unseemly creatures, making for terrible company. How funny, however... A mobile haunting was not commonplace; spirits, for example, tended to linger around one area and remain tethered to the mortal realm, with or without their blessing. An exception for every rule.

    Tiny minds radiated their anxieties and a complex engine set itself into motion. Leaving so soon, friends? Very well, very well. Take your leave and scatter, for the cat had already grown tired of you. The lazy thing rolled onto its fluffy back and stretched, tuning out the hustle and bustle of the mortal world. What business did it concern itself with the affairs of lobsters and machines, hmm?

    There were greater things, ominous things, that loomed on the horizon...

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