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themnemosyne2025-02-10 11:31 am
mnemosynecrew) wrote in themnemosyne2025-02-10 11:31 am
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Mini-Event
EVENT
It happens in the dead of night - so sudden, so absolute, that for a moment, it feels like the ship itself has ceased to exist. The familiar hum of the Mnemosyne's systems vanishes, replaced by an unnatural, suffocating silence. A heartbeat later, the darkness takes hold. Total blackout.
Then, as if the ship itself is gasping for breath, emergency lights flare to life, flooding the halls in deep red. A shrill hiss follows as every interior door slide open in unison.
The system has gone dark. Terminals are dead. CL-10's have no access. Anything reliant on the ship's core network is unresponsive. Even elevators between decks are frozen in place, leaving only the cold, metal emergency ladders as a means of traversal. Synthesizers refuse to function.
And most critically -
L3TH3 is gone.
Not silent. Not unresponsive. Offline.
Yet, despite the eerie stillness, some things persist. Life support remains operational, oxygen still cycles, temperature remains stable. Airlocks are firmly shut. The engines continue their course, thrumming faintly beneath the floors. Even power still technically exists, but there is no intelligence behind it any more. The Mnemosyne is still moving - but without a pilot, without a shield and without defense.
To some, the fact that the ship's quarantine protocols also remain intact is a reassuring sign of system redundancy. To others, it is an opportunity lost. After all, a coup - or mercy killing - requires more than emergency rations and dim red lights.
Welcome to this month's mini-event! The system being offline will continue for a week, until the 17th. As the mod will also be unavailable at a computer during this time, direct any questions to mnemonsynecrew@gmail.com for a quicker reply.
As noted in the event, CL-10s won't be able to access the system for anything (work, ship data, etc.) during this time, but it can still be used to communicate between crew and used for personal data.
Then, as if the ship itself is gasping for breath, emergency lights flare to life, flooding the halls in deep red. A shrill hiss follows as every interior door slide open in unison.
The system has gone dark. Terminals are dead. CL-10's have no access. Anything reliant on the ship's core network is unresponsive. Even elevators between decks are frozen in place, leaving only the cold, metal emergency ladders as a means of traversal. Synthesizers refuse to function.
And most critically -
L3TH3 is gone.
Not silent. Not unresponsive. Offline.
Yet, despite the eerie stillness, some things persist. Life support remains operational, oxygen still cycles, temperature remains stable. Airlocks are firmly shut. The engines continue their course, thrumming faintly beneath the floors. Even power still technically exists, but there is no intelligence behind it any more. The Mnemosyne is still moving - but without a pilot, without a shield and without defense.
To some, the fact that the ship's quarantine protocols also remain intact is a reassuring sign of system redundancy. To others, it is an opportunity lost. After all, a coup - or mercy killing - requires more than emergency rations and dim red lights.
Welcome to this month's mini-event! The system being offline will continue for a week, until the 17th. As the mod will also be unavailable at a computer during this time, direct any questions to mnemonsynecrew@gmail.com for a quicker reply.
As noted in the event, CL-10s won't be able to access the system for anything (work, ship data, etc.) during this time, but it can still be used to communicate between crew and used for personal data.
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Rin does come closer, though, aiming not for Vash but for the nearest terminal, double-checking how... well. How dead it is, clearly. Great.]
It's the whole ship. [Just the news he wants, right?] How bad is it here?
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He looks a bit more relieved now that Rin's here, though. They know computers far better than he did, so...
Oh, great. Shipwide. ]
Emergency power is holding. It's not like when the power had gone down from that blast, back when we first woke up. This is a system error.
[ He points towards the window, where the generator's beam has gone from the thickness of a thigh to a pen. ]
It's enough power to run all the life support stuff, at least.
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Whatever parts are connected to the AI probably went down too. L3TH3 isn't rebooting. Are there manual controls?
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I have no idea, it isn't my area of expertise. She's not supposed to go down, though? Shouldn't there be backups upon backups?
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[Hence... everything. Rin gives up on the console and moves to stare at the beam that Vash's attention is on, their attention diverting to the inputs he's attempting on the screen of the CL-10.]
Something should be happening. Not just... floating like this.
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[ They have no real agency in all of this, and it's terrifying. No captain, no officers, barely any access. ]
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Can the ship manage on this power output? Are we going to lose vital functions if this continues?
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Vash looks over at the power generator window again and rubs the back of his head. ]
She should be okay with the life support stuff for quite a while. There's still power there, it just isn't accessed.
[ He sighs again. ]
It might be how the ship was run before we woke up.
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[Rin for fuck's sake.
They stare past Vash towards the thin line of the power beam, expression set and tense. The longer this goes on without rebooting, the more they're thinking about trying something drastic, which shows in the mounting stiffness of their posture.]
... If something goes wrong with the power how likely is it that we can fix it without terminal access.
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I can handle some things manually if there's an issue, but if there's a system one and I don't have access, it'll be tricky.
[ He presses a few buttons on his CL-10. ]
Absolute worst case scenario, we can grab UR-A9A and make our way to the cryo bay. Either we freeze ourselves... or if we somehow make it into the settler bay, it has independent life support and power. We could activate M0USA1 and have them work on the issue.
[ Nevermind that the settler bay is sealed. ]
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If L3TH3's fucked up that bad, we might be able to copy over functionality. The ship systems are tied into that functionality but an AI would be better suited to adapt with some patches than just rewriting all the command code systems from scratch.
[Of course getting to the settlers and their AI is part of the problem, too...]
We can't draw on power there to activate additional systems?
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[ Sigh. ]
...but it's all sealed off. It only activates if L3TH3 finds a good place to put settlers.
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There might be a failsafe to activate if L3TH3 goes down. If it can't get into the other ship systems, we might be able to manually shift control. [They consider the power systems.] Can you leave those?
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[Sigh. Hindsight and all that. She was supposed to be the pinnacle of AIs, but 20 years alone is 20 years. Who knows what's going on with her now. ]
Leave what?
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Rin, meanwhile, gestures impatiently to the power supplies - they're already moving towards the door.]
Independent power on the other vessel means terminal access. Worth a shot.
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You think so?
[ He's already following, though. Maybe Rin is right. ]
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[Oh good, they don't have to explain! Or explicitly invite Vash along on this expedition, other than their incredibly contextless question.
They move briskly away from the power station, despite the dimmed lights and the shut-down systems. It's an eerie refrain of the first time they all woke up on this ship, though this time, at least, there's no body - or there's one body, but it's the ship, lying dead and quiet around them.
Rin pulls out their Cl-10, to send their periodic ping towards L3TH3, frowning as they get no response.]
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It all depends on the systems, though... and that damn access. ]
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I want to check before we try opening the door.
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He's hoping it's not something drastic. ]
Opening a bulkhead like this isn't easy, and I'm pretty sure there are several of them since it can break free from the rest of the ship. Be careful, Rin.
[ He knows they are, but still. ]
...if she wakes up again, don't leave any traces.
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[If they're annoyed by the warnings, they don't show it, stepping up to poke at the terminal.]
I'll have to convince the life support systems that the Mnemosyne is defunct but there's still environment on the other side. Which is true.
[But also not supposed to happen, so...]
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[ Which he's... not happy about. His parents are in there, after all. ]
Please be careful, Rin. It's not worth risking a hundred thousand lives.
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If we don't get our systems working here, they'll probably die anyway.
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Either way, 300 lives or 100.000, they're all people. It seems weird to involve people that aren't even awake in the experiment.
There's a sigh, and he pushes his mop of blonde hair back. ]
Can you stop it, in case things go wrong?
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If I leave the pressure and oxygen sensors active they'll trigger an automatic close of the door.
[... Probably.]
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