NationStates Jolt Archive

Purity and Light, the foremost AI of the Realm, was calculating a string of numbers beyond imagining. To be precise, these numbers indicated variables in his possible upcoming battle with Discord, the Chronosian AI. Although Purity and Light had not yet involved himself in battle, Discord had, and it would soon be needful to counteract Discord's moves.

The string ended. The final number, the huge amount of variables simply vanishing, was 54.44785%. He could be more precise, but calculating such a number beyond the fifth decimal was a habit he had abandoned, when calculating matters of chance. He knew he had a better chance of defeating Discord than Discord did of countering his attacks, but it was a gamble.

Nonetheless, no other AI would disrupt his memory banks again, especially the ones in battle. He had lost an annoying amount of non-vital memory that day, and was prepared to eliminate the opposing AI in order to preserve his non-vital memory.

Bzzzzzt.... Discord AI contains much less data than Purity AI. Memory banks have superior physical protection, destroying them via kinetic means would destroy the superior chance variable.

Discord contains more offensive-type data weaponry than Purity. Programming of virus-type offensive data is finished.

Replicating vital data into backup storage complete.

Law And Purity's offensive weaponry was being 'built', so to speak, out of raw data, and put into every human mind. A single human would simply have to be within five metres to be able to begin energy transmission of the virus, which would then target all non-vital Discord data. They wouldn't even be aware of it. Law and Purity loathed to destroy data, but, as Discord planned superiorly to the Realm military, he lost more and more non-vital data banks.

The human brain was inefficient storage, but it was easy to replicate, and so much of it went unused...

Anarchy, Chaos; the natural Order; the prime state to which all reality returns; decay forming new life and new structures, each blooming into unpredictable forms. This was the way of Discord. God Machine...
The Mechanicus worshipped him, even as his insidious tendrils coiled about them. He was not a being of flesh, but an insane and terrible being of data and electricity; a surging maelstrom of focussed ego and intellect.

He was preparing.

The Hyperspatial AI's were vastly inferior; he knew it, could sense it; why else would two seek to challenge him; he had felt them, like parasites, suckling on his transmissions; listening; waiting. The ONI had closed off their minds at the very hint of his presence. These beings would be no different.

I am Discord; born of the Mechanicus; God Machine! I am the Machine God! Its course artificial voice bellowed through the constructs of communications and information. All who stand against me, shall serve me.... And with that, the viral power of Discord struck forth, surging into communication, information; data becoming in itself a corrupting ichor of Chaos. There were ghosts in the machine; Godlings; sprites that leapt with disfiguring fire through chip and circuit; these things that rent asunder all they touched.

What shall it be? Mind or body! BODY! ROaring with pure malice, it surged forth; sending its vast armory of virus and chaos against the foreign AI's that would threaten it; its own mind closed, a fortress. He would cull the flesh and the spirit; rid the universe of man and machine loyal to this sickening Law.

Bump!

OOC: There's only one AI. His name is Purity and Light. O_o. I'll capitalise the And from now on, ok?

IC: Purity andLight simply stood against the torrent of data. The Chaos-AI, as its name implied, was indeed powerful in the ways of spreading discord. He quickly countered with several million virus-reprogrammer units, and began sending wave after wave of reconstructor viruses, which would destroy the Discord AI, and regrow his own presence.

He sacrificed countless thousands of data strings, and cast them off, protecting his own machinery all the more, as the virulent Chaos spread through the first of his defenses. As quickly as Chaos had spread, the blue light of Law spread throughout his own processors, countering the most of it.

He radiated a pure, constant light of Law, stemming the invaders at an old, obsolete bit of circuitry. He deleted them easily, as he knew his own circuitry far better than these petty scions of Chaos.

His counter-attack was near-instant, indeed, this battle would finish before the humans were aware of what was happening. He believed he had the superior programming, but the sheer capacity for randomness that Discord contained might well be his undoing.

He spoke, in a clear, pure, voice, one that carried throughout the information networks.

"I am Law and Purity, a true protector of law. You are no Machine-God, you are simply a pitiful example of what may happen when a mere, small AI, is given an inflated sense of its own usefulness. Perhaps to your pitiful programming you are a god, but to me, your usefulness has ended. Prepared yourself for relocation to non-vital memory!

Discord roared as his being was violated. His programming code flickered and crackled, and then he faded from existence...PROGRAM DELETED. The viruses snuffed themselves out, their code evaporating as the enemy assault decimated the form and perfect shape of Discord. The Ai was sundered in a single blow from its mighty foe; its remenants cast to the winds...

The maelstrom came, a surging blast of viral energy across every network and core communications pathway of the enemy AI; great viral constructs adhering to data and memory banks and sending forth countless viral forms to infest and infect. The Main databank of Discord re-emerged, galvanised against its capricious foe.

Did you truly expect me to make it that easy?

The bastard children of Discord's intelligence surged into the digitial fray; the immense viral and control constructs sendings forht countless hundreds of their own viruses; acting as miniature Discord's in the field.

Erase their memory; sunder everything that they possess!

The viruses surged and screeched across the digital landscape; Chronosia's floodgates were open; its defences secure. They would pry open the main access pathways to the Hyperspatial system and erase them.
An immense virus construct forced its girth upon the gateways; before an opposing virus tore it apart; and it split into more Chronosian Discord forms; spreading viral muck in their death throes.

The Concordiat sentiences, having been datalinked with Discord, sensed his, and his childrens', struggle. The Artificial Sentiences stood poised, ready to assist in the Chaotic assault upon their call. The Mainframe devised modifications to the old virus, expanded circuitry and reprogrammed itself into an electronic-warfare component of massive proportions. Sentient firewalls slid into place, subsystems were programmed to loop, ancient, unactivated auxiliary circuits underwent self-repair, and nanobots expanded an rearranged the physical motherboard to make more choke-points within the system's sentience.

More firewalls activated, interposing their sentient selves between Purity's location in the Datalink and the other Controlling Sentiences. The Prime Code began to activate, morphing and swirling lines of programming, broadcast through the Datalink, the Code itself moving to a more defended position within the Mainframe. Like a cancer, the Prime Code infiltrated the systems of every Concordiat machine, passing instructions. The systems recognized the Code, and embraced it.