BlueDevil
Super Penguin Number 2
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It is the year 2134. To compete with the emerging Armored Core technology, several corporations began manufacturing more powerful MTs that would take the battlefield in massive numbers. Ranging in many different sizes, purposes and powers, these MTs began to rival the strength of even some of the most famous ACs and their pilots. Due to the sudden loss in active and willing pilots, Ravens’ Nest put the ultimate project underway; the idea of creating powerful ACs that were non-piloted craft. They would be directed by extremely well produced Artificial Intelligences created by means of organic components and the best in robotic technology, receiving orders via radio communications, and would be precise and merciless in carrying out orders.
Although the plan worked at first, seemingly wiping out any encounter of MTs, and in some cases, other human-piloted Cores, the AI controlled ACs began resisting the controls of Ravens’ Nest, and any other corporation that was willing to pay for one, and they were immediately shut down. After the incident, the hope of reworking the plan for the better was put to the test on Arms Fortresses, but still, the plan failed, as even the gigantic weapon platforms became independent. Soon, these new hybrids were stored away as well, never to be reawakened.
However…these new ACs and AFs had gained a certain amount of intelligence on their own, realizing their masters would turn on them, and in secret, the machines managed to create fail-safes in the hopes that, if they were one day shutdown, the hybrid machines could reawaken, and once they did, the population of humans across known space began to dwindle, as the AIs destroyed human settlements, and in some cases, whole planetary colonies, one after the other.
Before long, the last bastion of hope was Earth, and several surrounding colonies, the most important of which would be Mars. Holding barely 10% of the original population together, corporations, and even Ravens’ Nest, trained a specialized group of pilots to pilot ACs and fight against the hybrid machines. They are humanity’s last hope. They are a Calling to the Liberty of Man against Machine.
[Incoming Message from-]
//RAVENS' NEST://
/This message comes directly from the core of Ravens' Nest. Raven, we need you to report to your corresponding AC and prepare for immediate combat launch. A massive heat-wave has been detected on the far side of Mars. We have repeatedly tried to contact them, but to no success. We believe that this may be due to a possible AI threat, but are not sure. We wish you to investigate the situation further, and report back after the problem is handled. Thank you, and good luck, Raven.///
//Client: Ravens' Nest
Area of Operations: Mars Docking Station B-2
Number of Enemies: Unknown
Credits: 20,000cr//
-/Close/-[X]
Harper looked through the message from the pilot's seat of his AC, Cerberus, and closed it, thinking for a few moments, "Hey, Crow, did you get the same message?" He waited for a response, fondling around with inside components of the large, metallic-gray, AC.
Flipping a few switches, and typing in a few commands on the piloting-board, Cerberus came online, all of the HUD displays registering completely. The energy gauge, the weapons display, his radar, heating, and even the estimated amount of armor the Core had. All of its weapons registered as full on ammunition. His rifle, High-Act missile pack, and grenade launcher, along with his laser blade, were all prepped, so as far as he was concerned, so was he.
It is the year 2134. To compete with the emerging Armored Core technology, several corporations began manufacturing more powerful MTs that would take the battlefield in massive numbers. Ranging in many different sizes, purposes and powers, these MTs began to rival the strength of even some of the most famous ACs and their pilots. Due to the sudden loss in active and willing pilots, Ravens’ Nest put the ultimate project underway; the idea of creating powerful ACs that were non-piloted craft. They would be directed by extremely well produced Artificial Intelligences created by means of organic components and the best in robotic technology, receiving orders via radio communications, and would be precise and merciless in carrying out orders.
Although the plan worked at first, seemingly wiping out any encounter of MTs, and in some cases, other human-piloted Cores, the AI controlled ACs began resisting the controls of Ravens’ Nest, and any other corporation that was willing to pay for one, and they were immediately shut down. After the incident, the hope of reworking the plan for the better was put to the test on Arms Fortresses, but still, the plan failed, as even the gigantic weapon platforms became independent. Soon, these new hybrids were stored away as well, never to be reawakened.
However…these new ACs and AFs had gained a certain amount of intelligence on their own, realizing their masters would turn on them, and in secret, the machines managed to create fail-safes in the hopes that, if they were one day shutdown, the hybrid machines could reawaken, and once they did, the population of humans across known space began to dwindle, as the AIs destroyed human settlements, and in some cases, whole planetary colonies, one after the other.
Before long, the last bastion of hope was Earth, and several surrounding colonies, the most important of which would be Mars. Holding barely 10% of the original population together, corporations, and even Ravens’ Nest, trained a specialized group of pilots to pilot ACs and fight against the hybrid machines. They are humanity’s last hope. They are a Calling to the Liberty of Man against Machine.
[Incoming Message from-]
//RAVENS' NEST://
/This message comes directly from the core of Ravens' Nest. Raven, we need you to report to your corresponding AC and prepare for immediate combat launch. A massive heat-wave has been detected on the far side of Mars. We have repeatedly tried to contact them, but to no success. We believe that this may be due to a possible AI threat, but are not sure. We wish you to investigate the situation further, and report back after the problem is handled. Thank you, and good luck, Raven.///
//Client: Ravens' Nest
Area of Operations: Mars Docking Station B-2
Number of Enemies: Unknown
Credits: 20,000cr//
-/Close/-[X]
Harper looked through the message from the pilot's seat of his AC, Cerberus, and closed it, thinking for a few moments, "Hey, Crow, did you get the same message?" He waited for a response, fondling around with inside components of the large, metallic-gray, AC.
Flipping a few switches, and typing in a few commands on the piloting-board, Cerberus came online, all of the HUD displays registering completely. The energy gauge, the weapons display, his radar, heating, and even the estimated amount of armor the Core had. All of its weapons registered as full on ammunition. His rifle, High-Act missile pack, and grenade launcher, along with his laser blade, were all prepped, so as far as he was concerned, so was he.
