NationStates Jolt Archive

The Delta specimen is nearby the research facility. Seeing the EVA suit of Dr. Blue, he opens the hatchway for him, and awaits his entry.

Blue entered, removed his suit, and once more made his way to the nearest pod and climbed in.

What do you want of me?

The nodules that present themselves this time are coal black, and move quite slowly.

I am Delta, the Knower. Scholar for my race. You have mentioned to Gamma, the Nurturer, about memories we may have when we try to remember. This has proven to be the case. I have memories of the Red Orb nearby. Also of a thick, dark swamp. Two separate areas we in this form have never been to.

Plumbing the depths of my mind, many things have been revealed. I have shown the others how this can be done, and they are experimenting now with it.

We know we are to exist symbiotically with the Makers, which are you Snel, the Humans, and the Sakkra. Doing so would unlock potential in us, and possibly yourselves as well. We can move somewhat on our own, but the efficiency is minimal. And so we ask, one Speaker to another, for cooperation in reaching our full potential.

You try linguistic communication again, when you know you can access memories that are not your own? What you have found as of yet is the genetic memory. Those you were made from could do more. You shall have my help, and this is the first step.

Dr. Blue began to call up memories of water, trees, swamps, forests, and other planetary things, flashing them across his mind's eye to the Pakayg. The he transitioned to the Spacebornes with images of Spacesharks, Cometfish, Skykrill, Leviathans, and all the other wonderous animals of the Void. Finally, the Sakkran station, the discussions over how to make the living ships, the first tests, their release into the Void....

As one mind, we are greater.

In that moment, every single part of the ship is like an extension of Dr. Blue. From knowing how the communicating pods work, to the thousands of tiny discs in the rear of the craft generating energy by rubbing together.

The feel of the Solar Wind on the petal-sails and the other Pakayg specimens communicating with each other; the feel of radioactive elements of asteroids digested being separated and stored.

All the symbiotids inside being felt; the communications from other ships in the system being eavesdropped on. Every part of the Pakayg is known, as well as what it could do.

Good. We have understood.

Blukayg split away from the group, twisting the petal sails to focus light on the rear aerospike. A burst of methane and oxygen combusting along the nozzle-cone sent the craft moving along at a respectable clip. The combined mind of Blue and the Pakayg began exploring its nervous system, and shunting oscilating waves of electricity into long stretches of nerve bundles.

The oscillating energy sizzles and crackles throughout the craft in the combined minds of Blue and Delta. The oscillating pulses reach up to the hexagonal-structure of the dermis of the craft's hull, the liquid resin acting as a conductor. The effect is like an electro-magnetic wave, that pushes some objects containing ferrous metals away, and as the wave shifts, pulls those same objects closer.

A bump to show I'm still paying attention :P

<<whack>>

Hmm. An accident. Let us increase the frequency.

And it was so. The following message was thereby broadcast over the radio waves, albeit rather fuzzily, and in the Snel's native clicks and tones:

Blukayg to Control... we are ready.

The research staff looks at each other as they receive the fuzzy clicking transmission. "Dr. Green, this sounds almost similar to your tongue. What do you make of it?"

(Taking a little liberty here with Dr. Green)

After Dr. Green tells them what the message says, they continue to look at each other. Not in befuddlement, but surprise. "Incredible. Crank up the sensitivity of the sensor package. We don't want to miss anything!"

(Transmission) "Blukayg, proceed."

As the Blukayg being exits the assigned area for the specimens, the other Pakayg follow at a short distance. They're sending communications to each other at a feverish pace.

Delta, what is happening? We're trying to follow you, but it is difficult for us.

We have merged. The Maker's statement that we can access memories not our own is literal. He is helping me.

Gamma Indeed! Could we keep in contact? We need to know what is happening.


Alpha And so it seems ..... that we are .... indeed meant to ... exist symbiotically. I ... told you Beta....that this was.....the case.

Beta Yes yes yes. That's all fine and good, but I would like to keep tabs on what goes on in the sense of defense abilities for ourselves.

Gamma As we expect from you. I trust that we'll all share this information with each other freely, yes?

Epsilon I really hope this is the case. I'm listening on the Winds, and it seems that the Void outside our area is getting active. We should be ready for anything, and this could be a big step towards that end.

Ceta I want to see what happens with all these bad-tasting stones we seem compelled to eat. There must be a reason why, and I hope that it becomes clear now.

<<WHOMP>>

Feel free to state what activities you're undertaking. Heh heh.

Gamma Indeed! Could we keep in contact? We need to know what is happening.


...

Beta Yes yes yes. That's all fine and good, but I would like to keep tabs on what goes on in the sense of defense abilities for ourselves.

Gamma As we expect from you. I trust that we'll all share this information with each other freely, yes?
...

We will keep in contact, by radio. Can you feel the energy in your skins? It has very long range. We will all share information, as much as we can. If you all take Makers as well, you can become the same as I.

As the Blukayg continued its approach to the spacestation, another transmission was sent out. Control, the Pakaygs have accepted their position as symbiotes to carry their makers. They have many questions. Will you send more Makers to join with them?

The transmission is received by a comms officer. It is replayed for the benefit of the scientific team. Shuuta addresses each of the members of the team with her eyes.

"Yes, that seems like an optimal course. Krenn, Griimph and I will join. Dr. Gateter, Dr. Green; I presume you would accompany as well?"

"Invariably. It is both first contact and birth. Two events that should not be missed mushed into one experience."

Shuuta clicks both sets of eyelids, and displays red on her dewlap. "Very true. Very true indeed. I would suggest everyone going on this venture be certain to remember, or record if you can, every sensation no matter how trivial it may seem. The staff here will be running full spectrum scans while we are joined. This is indeed a once in a lifetime experience. Let us treat it as such."

With that she began to make ready to go EVA to the Pakayg, who had since turned and began making their way to the research base area. The other Sakkrans did the same.

Bill muttering to himself relunctantly begain to get ready for EVA with Shuuta to Pakayg, he had no intention of being by himself for this.

"Dr. Gateter, I am aware of your eticence about EVA. And so I will accompany you to a specimen of your choice, and then proceed to one of my own." Shuuta extends a clawed hand before her, in an 'after you' gesture.

Having escorted Dr. Gateter to specimen Epsilon (A most serene and, one would say, 'stoned' specimen) Shuuta continues on to specimen Gamma. She enters the 'airlock' and awaits pressurization. All is clear after a few moments, and Shuuts removes the helmet of her EVA suit once inside. The low lighting and thrumm thrumm of the entity's chemical-mixing organs gives it a slightly eerie feel.

So this is where all our efforts either pay off, or we start from scratch again. As she makes her way to the forward sections, small symbiotids can be seen crawling along the walls in the low-G environment within. Strands of Crana-Web can be seen intermingling with the Kansee Vines, creating a boosted chemical-axon communication network. Small pools of brackish liquid are also spotted, and scores of empty nodules the size of a small room are visible.

She arrives at the neuro-pods, which are undulating at their tips; small neuro-shunt fibers within can be seen flailing and convulsing inside the pod, which is opened at her approach. Guuuh! A weaker stomach would be sick at this sight. As it is, I can barely control myself. Ah, we;;. Into the unkown..... She enters the pod, thinking of a still pool to steel herself.

The neuro-shunt fibers attach themselves to her skin. She feels, for a brief moment, many lightly sucking things around her hands, feet, head; everywhere. then there is a feeling of falling. After a time, she finds herself in a chamber of some manner. Several reddish-grey nodules appear, constantly in motion.

Greetings Maker. Have you come to join me and teach me, as the one known as Snel has done with Delta?

Shuuta gulps a bit in her throat. That I have. You are the one we know as Gamma, correct?

Yes, I am. Very well then. Join with me, and let us begin.

Shuuta walks towards the nodules, which themselves had begun advancing. As they touch, there is the feeling of vertigo. Then, the combined minds of Shuuta and Gamma look at their surroundings through the senses of Gamma. They are now Shukayg.

ooc:- Got my computer back! :D

IC:- Bill looked around inside Epsilon with a shrug he walked to the location of the neuro-pods, looking down into the pod bill gave a sigh and got in.

"Hello?"

Bright green nodules appear and coalesce.

Oh, hi! I'm Epsilon. Wow, I just sifted some radioactive particles, and they make me a bit light-headed. Wow. So your one of the Makers, right? Glad to see you. Sooooooo....what's going on? Are you going to join with me like the others have?

Bill blinks mentally at Epsilon response "Er.....Yes I'm here to join as you say with you, ah how often do you sifted some radioactive particles? Cause you remind me of myself and my friends back at university."

Ooh, I sift radioactive stuff whenever the mood strikes, which is about ten times per cycle. They give me a really heady feeling, and are warm in my mixing organs.

OOC: Check your TG.

Bill takes a deep breath "Ok lets join the others then."

<<slap>>

OOC: This is as good a time as any to put this baby to bed.

COngratulations! This (really long) research thread is now completed. All participants have the knowledge of creating fairly sentient organic ships. I may do more with them, but for now the basic knowledge is there. Have fun with the crafts. The one Dr. Gateter merged with will be in his care, and the ones Dr. Green and Dr. Blue merged with are in their care.

Alpha, Beta and Gamma will be in my care. Enjoy, and good luck!