⌛ 001 (VIDEO)
[ The feed clicks on to show a dark haired woman with her feet up on some kind of console, surrounded by endless monitors. It's likely most of you haven't seen this room before -- but her older residents might recognise. She was the one who arrived the night of the Hakkarin attack with a small ship. ]
Well well, no little update this week huh? No little polite, formal message assuring you everything is going to be fine?
[ She gives a short laugh and flicks her feet down off the console, leaning forward. ]
You know what this means, don't you?
This is your story now. All you have left of Sphere is a manager, a systems admin, a nerd and some little lab slaves. For those of you who don't know me, my name is Carolina Scott. What you should know is that I left this place because I didn't agree with what was going on. I still don't.
[ Carolina tilts her head thoughtfully, a humourless smile playing on her lips. ]
You wanna know what Sphere really is? What Sphere was? This entire place was a huge sprawling research facility. A scientists dream. Sphere worked day and night to make this world a better place. Cleaner energy, more efficient technology, easier living. It was all about improvement, bettering ourselves, having a greater understanding of the universe and our place in it. If you ever wanted to learn something, Sphere was the place to do it. They had archives beyond your wildest dreams. Details of the history of every planet, every universe, every culture that's ever existed -- and they learned from history's mistakes.
But not their own. Doesn't look like that now, does it? Let's just say they made a few major mistakes.
[ She grabs a packet of what looks like dried fruit off the console and leans back again. ]
I think we need a little meet up, don't you? Let's get ourselves all on the same page here, then you can decide what you want to do. I have a few stories to tell, and I don't want to have to do it more than once.
[ Feed cuts! ]
Well well, no little update this week huh? No little polite, formal message assuring you everything is going to be fine?
[ She gives a short laugh and flicks her feet down off the console, leaning forward. ]
You know what this means, don't you?
This is your story now. All you have left of Sphere is a manager, a systems admin, a nerd and some little lab slaves. For those of you who don't know me, my name is Carolina Scott. What you should know is that I left this place because I didn't agree with what was going on. I still don't.
[ Carolina tilts her head thoughtfully, a humourless smile playing on her lips. ]
You wanna know what Sphere really is? What Sphere was? This entire place was a huge sprawling research facility. A scientists dream. Sphere worked day and night to make this world a better place. Cleaner energy, more efficient technology, easier living. It was all about improvement, bettering ourselves, having a greater understanding of the universe and our place in it. If you ever wanted to learn something, Sphere was the place to do it. They had archives beyond your wildest dreams. Details of the history of every planet, every universe, every culture that's ever existed -- and they learned from history's mistakes.
But not their own. Doesn't look like that now, does it? Let's just say they made a few major mistakes.
[ She grabs a packet of what looks like dried fruit off the console and leans back again. ]
I think we need a little meet up, don't you? Let's get ourselves all on the same page here, then you can decide what you want to do. I have a few stories to tell, and I don't want to have to do it more than once.
[ Feed cuts! ]