>Last time on Freelance Ghost Quest: You go and talk to a probe, continue your training by possessing a protoss, and make a long distance psionic phone call to Quartus. Two weeks go by until you are called to join a new expedition to the Xel’naga Worldship. You noticed your buddy probe and went aboard the same shuttle, where you started talking to its engineer.

“Hey, excuse me!” Someone taps you on your shoulder. You turn around to find a protoss engineer looking at you. “Would you mind not disturbing that probe? I just found a few errors in its AI core and was about to fix it.”

“Well he did seem a bit depressed earlier…”

The protoss rolls his eyes. “That’s exactly the problem, they’re not supposed to be able to feel anything like that.”

“So fixing it won’t hurt him?” You eye the probe, number 06839. It seems to hover around a bit aimlessly.

“Hurt? It’s a robot, it can’t feel anything. and I can’t afford to get a rogue AI on the loose. Now could you move? I’ve got a job to do” He starts pushing you to the side, but you don’t fully yield just yet.

“You mean they’re not sentient?” You glance at 06839. “He seemed to have a personality of his own.”

“It. It’s own. And that is exactly the problem. I’m not sure how it formed, but that personality has to go.” He worms himself past you, presses a dial on a handheld device, and the probe powers down.

>1. Stop him. The probe is sentient, this is as good as murdering it.
>2. Let him. An AI like that could be highly unpredictable and dangerous.
>3. Write in.

>>34601353
>3
"I don't really have anything to barter with, but could I buy 06839? I dislike the thought of something dying because I didn't take action."

>>34601353
timezoneanon throwing in a vote, good luck all, and good night

I'll second >>34601371

>>34601371
>>34601549
Very well, writing.

"I don't really have anything to barter with, but could I buy 06839? I dislike the thought of something dying because I didn't take action."

The protoss looks at you funny. “Dying? You are a strange man, terran.” He ponders for a moment.
“I’m not sure there’s anything you could do for me, and we do need enough probes now on the ship. I’m sorry human. I suppose I could make a backup of its current state for you if you want. You’d need to find something to upload it to, but I suppose you could arrange something with the High Templar.”

>1. Accept the offer.
>2. Refuse the offer.
>3. Write in.

>>34601783
>1
Why not, we can still decide later wether or not we want that rogue AI to continue it's existence

>>34601783
>1. Accept the offer.

>>34601783
>>1. Accept the offer.

>>34601883
>>34601888
>>34601893
Ok, writing

“That sounds like an excellent idea.” You extend your hand to the protoss. Confused, he looks at it, as if trying to guess what to do with it. “You shake it. It’s a terran gesture of trust and agreement.”

“Ah. Very well.” He takes your hand and awkwardly shakes it, very much unlike any terran handshake. He goes to work on 06839, and after fifteen minutes or so, he hands you a small metal chip with a crystal in the middle.

“There. That should be enough to reconstruct its personality in most systems.” You thank him and head to a less crowded area in the shuttle. It doesn’t take long before you arrive at the worldship, and you soon find the High Templar again.

Together with him and a few of his acolytes, you head for the chamber around the central crystal while he explains the procedure to you.

“We first have to repair some more systems and stabilise the broken parts that cannot be fixed. We’ll be overseeing the operations from here until everything is finished. In the mean time I would want you to question the entity in the crystal about its goals a bit more. Once everything is in place, you may activate it, and we’ll see how it goes from there.”

Once you arrive, you immediately feel the pressure to activate the symbol again, and the closer you go to the console, the stronger it gets. You manage though, and start talking to the crystal.

>How do you go about asking it?
>1. what are your goals?
>2. What were your masters’ goals?
>3. Once I activate you, what will you do?
>4. Write in.

>Sorry for slow writing, was a bit distracted, should be up to speed again now.

>>34602201
>4
Are you aware of your malfunctioning parts, can you know if activating you is safe?
>1
>2

>>34602254
Writing.

>>34602254
This

"Are you aware of your malfunctioning parts, can you know if activating you is safe?"

You feel the presence pulsate for a moment before a reply comes. It feels like... Reactivation is its priority. All else must wait until after it is active again. Or so it thinks.

"What are your goals?" You continue to probe its 'thoughts'. The reply is hazy. There seems to be some underlying goal, but it is mostly overwritten by reactivation.

"What are, or rather, were your masters' goals?" That triggered something, you see...

* You see stars pass you by.*
* You see planets age from a newformed molten rock to verdant orbs full of life.*
* You see creatures evolve in the blink of an eye.*
* You see a spark inside a creature. It is so small, but you can still see is shine, shimmer, call out to you.*
* You see a creature. It is beautiful. You cannot fully make out its features or why it is so, but you see it is good.*
* You see the spark inside the creature growing until it shines brighter than the sun in the sky.*
* You see the amazing creature continue to evolve. Its body, its form, becomes perfect.*
* You see now, that the spark and the perfect creature merge, creating something so blindingly perfect that you cannot help but stand in awe.*
* You see the creature, perfect in both form and essence. It shines so brightly that it hurts...*

"AARRRGGHHH!"

A searing pain flashes in your mind. When you come to, you find Ur'athan and his acolytes crowd around you. "Are you ok, Artemis?"

>1. Yeah, I'm fine.
>2. I... It showed me a weird vision.
>3. What happened? One moment I was talking to the crystal and the next I was lying here.
>4. Write in.

>>34602201

Hm... I wonder if there are any xel'naga hunter-slayer-pulverizer-killerbots we could upload 06839 into... nothing could certainly go wrong with that idea

>>34602683

>2. It showed me a weird vision
>Was I out for long?

>>34602683
>>2. I... It showed me a weird vision.

>>34602703
Yes, brilliant idea!
>>34602734
second this

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>>34602703
>nothing could certainly go wrong with that idea

>>34602703
The protoss' search so far hasn't yielded anything like that. Plus, from what you've heard the Xel'naga were close to pacifists.

>>34602828
>pacifists
All the more reasons to have sentient murderhobots to do all the killing they were too squeamish to carry out personally.

>>34602734
>>34602747
>>34602778
Writing.

“Was I out for long?” You ask. The High Templar gestures his acolytes to move back a bit and he helps you up.

“About ten minutes. You suddenly collapsed while grasping at your eyes. What happened?”

“It showed me a weird vision.” You tell the protoss of what you saw, and the more you say, the more his face darkens.

“It is as I feared. The stories of old are true then. You see, the Xel’naga… uplifted us. They saw in us a purity of form, and strove to create the perfect being from us. We rebelled at one point and they retreated from our world, never to be seen again. However, there is a theory amongst our scholars that the Zerg have been touched by them in a similar way, and that they contain the other half of what the Xel’naga were looking for. Purity of essence. Now, from what we have found, there does not seem to be any kind of experiment on this on the ship, or if there was, it did not survive the ages.”

That’s a lot to take in. And if what you gathered from the vision is correct, then they wanted to make a mixture of… The zerg and the protoss? What a strange hybrid that must be…

“I am beginning to have second thoughts about reactivating this crystal. Everything should be in our control once it starts, but there is still the risk of something unexpected happening.” Ur’athan looks at you, as if you have the last say on the issue.

>1. Activate it. We can take whatever happens.
>2. Let it be. It’s too dangerous all things considered.
>3. Write in.

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>>34603140
>>1. Activate it. We can take whatever happens.

>>34603140
>1
Let's go for it.
Would be to much of a waisted opportunity.

>>34603140
>3. Write in.
"I think I should tell you exactly what I saw in my vision before we activate it."

>>34603226
You pretty much told him everything already.

>>34603242
Can we show him mentally?

>>34603140

>Well, it's your salvage and your call.
Also tell him the ship seemed awfully enthusiastic about possibility of being reactivated, but without much foresight (or willingness to share it)
>Do you think the ship is programmed to do something to the planet below? Maybe it would be wise to have people there ready to evacuate or evacuated already if we reactivate the vessel.

>>34603287
Second

>>34603287
you have a point.
Second this

>>34603178
>>34603217
>>34603226
>>34603287
>>34603306
>>34603422
Writing.

“Well, it's your salvage and your call.” You tell him. You rub the back of your head for a moment. Your helmet protected you from most of the fall, but it still stings a bit. “I must say that it seemed awfully enthusiastic about possibility of being reactivated, but without much foresight. Or at least willingness to share it.”

“I think we can take the risk. My people are spread around the section in case anything goes wrong.” The High Templar glances upwards to the crystal.

“Do you think the ship is programmed to do something to the planet below?” You interrupt his train of thought. “Maybe it would be wise to have people there ready to evacuate or evacuated already if we reactivate the vessel.”

“A good idea. The vessel is in a geostationary orbit and far enough from the outpost but… Better secure than sorry, is it not you terrans say?”

“Safe than sorry, but yeah, we do.” You tell him. He touches a dial on his arm and closes his eyes for a moment. A minute or so later, he opens them and starts talking again. “Everything is in motion. They will need half an hour to prepare.

——

Half an hour later, Ur’athan finally nods to you. You head to the dais, which immediately lights up. The presence in the crystal seems eager to give you another push, but you don’t need it. You press the symbol that has been aching in your head for a while now.

For a short moment, nothing happens, and you catch yourself holding your breath. You almost want to try and push it again when the four spikes that had sporadically been sending out a beam to the crystal burst to life. Green sparks fly everywhere but after a few seconds, they finally catch on and solid beams of light fly out of it and into the crystal.

At that point, a lot of things happen at once. In the distance, you hear an explosion. Several even, and the whole ship shakes. For a moment, it feels as if you are pressed against the floor, and it takes all your strength not to fall down. Some protoss around you weren’t so lucky and do fall down. The crystal starts glowing much stronger, bathing the entire area in a dark green light. It gives everything an eery look.

The shaking stops. Those that fell down carefully gather themselves and stand up again. “Status report!” You feel Ur’athan speaking to all the men on the ship.

One of the protoss next to him runs to him with a small holoprojector showing a projection of the ship. The front segment seems to be floating a lot further from the rest than you remember. “The front section separated from the rest. The explosions ripped loose what little support it had. The rest of the ship is falling to the planet.”

“Is the outpost in danger?” The High Templar asks his subordinate.

“They should not be, High Templar, but the resulting dust cloud from the impact might make it difficult for us to return any time soon.”

“Define soon! We-“ At this point, Ur’athan is cut off. Something flares in the back of your mind. You feel the presence in the crystal, a lot more strongly than before. It expands itself until it touches the outer reaches of this section of the ship, and suddenly, you feel as if you are having the earlier vision again. It blinds you. The same strange radiance of the creature it showed you is coming from the centre of the crystal. It almost overwhelms you, but you manage to throw it off. You seem to be the only one though. All the protoss, even the High Templar, have collapsed.

You notice a few things though. The radiance is nowhere near as powerful as in your vision though. And it still seems to be coming from inside the crystal. You look upwards and you through the glow you can now make out a tiny spot in the middle of the crystal. You judge it might roughly be the size of a human child.

*RELEASE ME*

It echoes in your mind. You cannot seem to cut it off, but it no longer has the binding will behind it when it tried to make you activate the crystal. And from its command, you figure it’s stuck. You might have some more time.

>1. Check on the High Templar and the other protoss.
>2. Go to the dais and try to turn it off again.
>3. Attack the crystal.
>4. Write in.

>>34604042
>1. Check on the High Templar and the other protoss.

>>34604042
>>2. Go to the dais and try to turn it off again.

>>34604042

>Check on the high templar and the others

>ask the creature: 'the fuck are you?'

>>34604042
how can we "release" it?
try to communicate with it

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>>34604042
>Dang, forgot my image.

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>>34604142
>how can we "release" it?
What are you trying to do

>>34604158
But think of the FUUUUNNNNN!

>>34604202

Bittenfeld pls. We're not penetrating this trap.

>>34604202
But dying isnt fun

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>>34604070
>>34604090
>>34604126
>>34604142
Writing.

>>34604202
>>34604158
>Pic related.

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>>34604271

Maybe it doesn't want to kill us... yet

>>34604307
We could eat its brain and claim its power for our own, think of the potential

>>34604365

Mary had a Hydralisk, hydralisk, hydralisk
Mary had a Hydralisk, whose spines they popped like corn

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You rush over to Ur’athan. You can still feel a strong pulse. Protoss might have a very different body but at least that’s the same. You head over to the next few but they all seem to be still alive. Just knocked out cold. It seems you’re on your own for a while. You turn to the crystal.

“What the fuck are you?” You ask it psionically.

*I AM PERFECTION*

“You don’t seem very perfect to me, being stuck in a piece of glass.” You retort.

*RELEASE ME*

“Why exactly?”

*I AM THE CULMINATION OF LIFE*
*IT IS INEVITABLE*
*YOU WILL RELEASE ME*

Well he seems to have a one-track mind.

>1. Keep talking (specify what you say).
>2. Try to turn the crystal back off.
>3. Attack the crystal (specify how).
>4. Write in.

>>34604407
>>2. Try to turn the crystal back off.
Then drop it from orbit

>>34604365
>Think of the potential
Think of the FUUUUUNNNNNNNN!

>>34604407
>1. Keep talking (specify what you say).
"What exactly are you?"
"And how are you the culmination of life?
Evolution doesn't stop, there's always something that needs to be improved there is no such thing as perfection or culmination when evolution is concerned.""

>>34604407

Do we see any energy conduits? Maybe breaking them would work?
(then again if there's stasis field that actually needs power to keep him trapped, that would not work as intended)
I'm worried that 'trying to turn the crystal 'off' would lead to us getting overpowered and breaking the thing open.

I think I'll go with "Do you have a name, boy? Er, are you a boy or a girl? Or something else?"

Then again, if protoss wake up and get overpowered, they might release the creature instead... decisions, decisions...

>>34604407
here goes philosophy,

second >>34604476
might want to add:
If you are the culmination of life, what is your purpose, other than perfection?
And how can you not see another point of view, nor explain your actions?
I see no perfection here.

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>>34604556
I feel image-y today.

>>34604435
>>34604476
>>34604556
>>34604611
Writing for philosophy debate and perception check.

>>34604654

Hmmm... I wonder if we could reprogram the hybrid with 06839

Would it develop unnatural craving for pylons, vespene gas and minerals if it worked?

>>34604713
I... have no idea how that would work. It's a being of flesh and blood and a ton of psionics. Protoss AI aren't generally known to be able to be programmed onto something like that.

>>34604939
We can try.
make the greatest blend of organic and synthetic.

>>34604939

Well we only know the hybrid for a few seconds and we can already tell it has less personality than the probe we've pestered for a few moments.
We just need someone able to wire anything into anything.

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>>34604958

Stop. Stop and think about what you are doing.

>>34604977
Let's engage in some, probably forbidden SCIENCE!

>>34605007
Son, if Cerberus can just act all willy nilly and not give a fuck, then so can I.

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>>34605007
That game was shit and was worst written than a harry potter fanfic

"What exactly are you? And how the hell are you the culmination of life?”

*I AM PERFECTION*
*I AM PURITY OF FORM AND PURITY OF ESSENCE COMBINED*
*I AM SUPERIOR TO ALL*

Well, whatever the case this thing is full of itself. You can stand to talk to it a bit more and buy yourself some time. At least, you hope it’s buying time. “Evolution doesn't stop, there's always something that needs to be improved there is no such thing as perfection or culmination when evolution is concerned."

*I AM THE END OF EVOLUTION*
*I AM EVOLUTION’S FINAL GOAL*

“Well does evolution’s final goal have a name?” This seems to phase it a bit. It doesn’t immediately goes out and spouting about how it’s the best thing since evolution. When it does reply though, it’s much of the same again.

*I AM PERFECTION*
*I NEED NO NAME*

You start looking around the place. The four conduits firing beams into the crystal seem to be anchored into the building you’re in, and you head over to a wall where one should be. You manage to pull off a metal plate, but everything inside is wires and tiny crystals. They really liked their crystal it seems. And perhaps it might be best to not suddenly depower the thing the creature is stuck in for now.

“But if you are the culmination of life, what is your purpose, other than perfection? And how can you not see another point of view, nor explain your actions? I see no perfection here.”

*YOU ARE BUT A FOOLISH LIFE-FORM DESTINED TO BE ABSORBED OR ERASED*
*YOUR PATHETIC MIND CANNOT UNDERSTAND PERFECTION*
*BUT SOON ALL WILL BE ERASED AND ONLY PERFECTION WILL REMAIN*

Well, it seems to want to eradicate all life other than itself. How quaint. You head back towards the dais, but instead of the earlier keyboards, only one symbol appears, and the hologram of the crystal is replaced by a strange looking face. You can clearly see the protoss traits, but it has an insectoid quality to it that reminds you of the zerg.

You immediately rule out pushing the button, but before you can do much else, you hear a groan from behind you. You turn around and find Ur’athan pulling himself upright.

>1. “Are you alright, templar?”
>2. Try to probe his mind, see if he’s not influenced by the creature.
>3. Take a defensive stance, wait and see what he does.
>3. Write in.

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>>34605043

It's kinda funny because there has been a black ops confederate unit called "cerberus" in the starcraft demo

>>34605089
>>1. “Are you alright, templar?”

>>34605089
>3
In the mean time, check for any other button or console. Play time is over.

>>34605089
>3. Take a defensive stance, wait and see what he does.
>2. Try to probe his mind, see if he’s not influenced by the creature.
Then cautiously ask
>1. “Are you alright, templar?”

>>34605089
>1. “Are you alright, templar?”
>2. Try to probe his mind, see if he’s not influenced by the creature.

>>34605089

>"Are you alright, templar?"
>try to probe his mind, see if he hasn't been 'compromised'
>we're in some shit if it has

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>>34605043

>>34605112
>>34605139
>>34605144
>>34605168
>>34605173
Writing.

>>34605219
I lol'd.

>>34605314
It's ridiculously accurate.

You immediately take on a defensive stance. If this creature is powerful enough to knock them out psionically, they might be compromised too. Whatever the temple on Lahan II did must have protected you from the worst of it. Cautiously, you call out to him.

“Are you alright, templar?"

“Artemis? What happened?” You cautiously probe his mind and find his defences to be battered but not broken. You try to push a bit deeper, but he suddenly becomes much more alert.

“Artemis? What are you…” At that moment he catches sight of the glowing crystal. “Oh. That happened. Quickly, how long was I out, what has happened since then?”

He seems to be himself. You drop your defensive stance and start explaining. “You’ve been out for about five or ten minutes. That thing over there,” You gesture over your shoulder, ”knocked everyone out but me. I’m fairly sure it’s that hybrid thing you mentioned, but it seems to be stuck in the crystal for no-“

*RELEASE ME*

It shrieks through your mind. It’s half psionic shouting and half psychic attack. You’re fine though, but you shoot a worried glance at Ur’athan who fell back to his knees. He gets up pretty fast and nods to you though.

“Soooo… Any thoughts?” You say.

“We must destroy it, but we can’t risk it getting loose. Have you tried the console-“

“Only one button and that thing’s face hovering over it. No way I’m pressing that.”

“A wise decision. Damaging the crystal or sabotaging its power supply might accidentally release it, so we’d need something that instantly destroys both the crystal and the creature.” The High Templar descends into thought.

>1. “Evacuate everyone and drop this thing onto the planet?”
>2. “Don’t we have any heavy artillery with us from the planet?”
>3. “Can we combine our psionic powers and blast it to hell?”
>4. Write in.

>>34605471
>3. “Can we combine our psionic powers and blast it to hell?”
If that fails we should try and at least learn how powerful it is.

>>34605471
I doubt that our combined psionic power can hold itself against perfection.

>1 is the most logical answer but we will lose all information in the process

>>34605471
Drop it into a star

>>34605471

How about we tow this thing into the sun?

There's no overkill, only "open fire" and "need to reload".

>>34605551
Or 1, if it survives it could have interesting repercussions

>>34605551
That would be highly unfeasible. It's in the planet's gravitational well and has no form of active thrusters on it.

>>34605471
Throw it out the airlock!

>>34605579

Tie a shuttle to it.

>>34605626
It's in a crystal that is several stories high and seems to be anchored into both the ceiling and the floor. Explain to me how that would work?

>>34605664
The segment is larger than several battlecruisers. Good idea, but not really gonna work. If they had a carrier, sure, and it'd take some time, but not with only a handful of shuttles.

>>34605689
Just trust me on this man, I know what I'm doing all we need is a large cutting device.

Either that or we try and trow it at some Zerg somewhere.
That sounds like a foolproof plan.

>>34605501
>>34605543
>>34605551
>>34605565
>>34605574
>>34605626
>>34605664
It seems the general consensus gravitates towards letting it crash on the planet. Writing.

>>34605689

It's SUCH a SHAME that our battlecruiser doesn't have yamato cannon.

We still haven't named her by the way. Just calling her "Omega" leaves bad taste.

How about:
Retirement plan
Retirement benefits
Severance (my personal favourite)
Phoenix
Sanctuary
New Beginning
Darkstar
Ember
(mandatory) She's one of ours, sir.
Rogue Rogue

>>34605756
indeed, crashing it on the planet...
not the sun, nor shall we spend days trying to cut through the hull of a battleship because that airlock simply ain't big enough

>>34605819
You've been spending some thought on this matter...
maybe call it Yamato.
The enemy might assume that we actually have a yamato cannon

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I'll just leave this here...

>>34605819
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/21019306/

This old thread was all about ridiculous sci-fi ship names.
Have a gander and be inspired

>>34605892
>implying I don't want it to survive

“I get the feeling this thing won’t die so easily. High Templar, I’m afraid we’ll have to abandon the whole ship. Make it follow the other sections and crash on the planet.” The High Templar looks around to his fellow protoss. Some of them are slowly coming to, and you quickly check but they seem to be free of any psionic influence of the thing too.

“I’m afraid you’re right. I’m afraid my expedition doesn’t have much in ways of destructive power aside from my own, and I am loathe to test my power against this creature if it knocked me out so easily. We will have to get all of my people out of here.”

You nod and start helping protoss upright while Ur’athan psionically addresses all the conscious people spread around the section and tells them to return to the shuttle with all the equipment they brought.

*THERE IS NO ESCAPE*
*THE CRYSTAL IS YIELDING*

A sudden flash emanates from the crystal. It doesn’t seem like anything will happen any time soon, but you can spot a few tiny cracks starting to appear on its surface. You run out, carrying the last unconscious protoss in the building with you until you’re halfway to the exit and he finally wakes up. You simply tell him to run to the shuttles and head back to Ur’athan, who is overseeing the evacuation.

Half an hour later, most protoss have left. “I have told my men at the outpost to evacuate just to be sure. We might have to wait a day or two before we can land though.” A small bleep interrupts him. “It seems everyone is almost out. Let us leave.”

As you arrive back at the tunnel towards the shuttles you find the last protoss in the vessel crowding around it, waiting until there is room to go on. Behind you, you start hearing cracking, and there are now large and visible cracks on the crystal. By the time you enter the tunnel, the ship is starting to shake again. Here and there, pieces of the ceiling start falling down, but the tunnel still holds.

You exit the tunnel last, right behind the High Templar, and rush towards the shuttles. As the doors behind you close, you can hear a very loud shattering sound.

*I AM FREE*
*PREPARE TO BE ERASED*

You quickly jump into the last shuttle still on the ship. The others have already lifted off. The moment the door closes behind you and the shuttle has lifted off, you see Ur’athan fiddle with a handheld device. On a wall next to him the Xel’naga ship is projected, and you see a small blue glowing form standing on the platform you left only moments before.

*I WILL END YOU*

Suddenly, dozens of small teal lights across the floating section of alien ship switch off, and another few dozen start glowing harder. On closer inspection it seems that the High Templar intentionally destabilised the ship so it would fall out of orbit. And that it does. What used to keep the ship steady now pushes it down faster than it would fall on it’s own, and you watch in awe as the colossal piece of ship hurtles down through the atmosphere. Moments later, a large green dome of energy forms on the planet surface. An explosion far outstripping terran nuclear weapons. A sudden headache pops up as an agonised shriek pierces your forehead and then suddenly stops. The protoss around you seem to have felt it too.

A few hours later, when the air has cooled down enough to allow the protoss observers to enter the area, you can see the aftermath of the explosion. What little is left of the ship is now a smouldering pile of slag. Nothing could ever have survived that, even if it kept calling itself perfection.

>This seems like a good place to stop for the night.
>Next thread probably Monday. Keep an eye on the twitter to be sure.
>Hope you enjoyed the ride, I sure did.

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>>34606314

Haha, nice show, OP!

Thanks for the thread.

>meanwhile, on the ground...

>>34606314
We beat perfection's B**** A**

Thanks for the thread, OP

>>34606314
Cheers for thread op

I suddenly realised you didn't have to roll a single thing this thread
And right after that I realised that that was probably a good thing for your survival rate

>>34606408
>We beat perfection's B**** A**
>B**** A**
The fuck are you doing?

>>34605925
Thus Always to Tyrants has my vote

>>34606435
Thanks for running, Supervisor.