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 Posted: Sat Feb 21, 2009 5:36 pm
Nicknames: None Thankfully...
Orientation: Straight
Personality: Me? Well I'd say I'm pretty hard-core. I'm just as tough as the Chief and without my brains he'd be nothing...Though I have to say without his brawn I'm not much either.
About me: What's there to know? I'm an AI, Artificial intelligence program. I've been working with the Spartan Unit John AKA Master Chief with the war against the Covenant and the destruction of the Halo defense system as well as the flood. After what felt like our final battle the Chief and I were out on what was left of the pillar of autumn...I dropped a beacon and we were waiting for retrieval.....That's when it all went black.
Likes: Well I like technology, information. It was what I was created for. I also like being successful in plannings and helping to save those that I see as friends.
Dislikes: The prophets, the flood, death...I can't stand war and fighting that's why I try to end it. Nor did I like floating out in the middle of space for so long. I also hate not knowing what's going on in a situation...Oh and the monitor I guess there's a lot I don't like.
Family: Considering I'm a computer program of sorts, I don't have any physical family. However, I was created from the memories of a girl who shared my name. She had died and I was what was supposed to fill the void apparently.
Friends: I was friends with our allies back home. Them and the Chief. Now I'm rather lost....I have no friends to speak of.
Now that that's over with. I'd like to welcome any humans, ally soldiers, or Spartans to my personal log. It's password encrypted so if you happen to be the monitor, an enemy, or someone I just don't care for then good luck getting in....
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Posted: Sat Feb 21, 2009 5:42 pm
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Processing.......
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Password Acepted!
Welcome to Cortana's Log!
Contents:
Entry
The Strange Creatures
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Posted: Sat Feb 21, 2009 5:45 pm
Cortana’s Log:
Σκα________I don’t remember much of anything…The last I knew the Chief and I were back on the Autumn awaiting retrieval from Earth. I knew it would take some time but we’d nothing to worry about now that the war was over. Then there was a crash I guess. A shock. I remember the chief calling my name then everything went black. That was when things got strange.________I awoke…Not activated. Awoke. I awoke in a forest. The trees were thinned in this area, I assumed I was close to a clearing or the forest’s edge. I felt odd though. Free, mobile…Alive. I still felt like a data stream…I could still access all of the information I had gathered….but I could move on my own. I could feel the wind in the trees and smell the scents of the forest. I looked down then at my hands to see paws. SO apparently I was not only in a strange place and totally real…but now I was also not even humanesque in appearance. Where have I landed? Is this another Halo? Impossible…isn’t it? In any case, my primary objectives were to survive, find out more on this strange place, and most importantly find the Chief. If I crashed here then he must have….
End log.
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Posted: Sat Feb 21, 2009 5:48 pm
Cortana’s Log:
ΣκΩ_________I discovered upon leaving the forest many strange creatures. The quadrupeds covered in different colored fur. Each have a unique design and while some look fairly similar no two are exactly the same. They resemble something of cats mixed with rabbits, very feline bodies, long tails, yet long ears with small tufts at the top. Other creatures walk about with them. They resemble the quadrupeds, only they walk on two legs like humans and carry the facial features of humans. Instead of paws they have hands. They’re far more human than the others yet still bear a close resemblance. The weather was cold, readings told me around 10 degrees Celsius. The ground was fairly wet from melted snow and ice. I kept to the shadows not wanting to figure out the hard way whether these creatures were friendly or not…At least not without the chief around. It was then I was approached by one of these…things. I kept my guard up….unsure of what to expect from such strange creatures.
End Log.
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 6:26 pm
Cortana’s Log:
Σκβ_________Upon my encounter with these creatures I gained some information. Apparently I have landed on a small island called Namiah. The creatures, quad and biped, are called Namir, the bipeds being a sub-species known as anthros. They’re a peaceful, although rather primitive race, living with almost no advanced technology which means that I’m generally useless here. They do speak English though, making communicating a rather easy task for my programming. I learned all of this after speaking with two younger ones, a female named Kina (who now says I am her new auntie...) and a male, possibly her brother. I learned a few things, such as a namir's apparent inability to each chocolate unless they are of the anthro kind._________The race themselves are a lot like people. Some are good, some are not so good, but there are, apparently, some clear ways to tell the good from bad. Another interesting bit was the boy's mention of something called cosplays; namrah that act like certain people or characters. I've yet to observe one of these, but I'm unsure at this point what to look for. Overall, observations have revealed no real warlike activity, but further observation is still needed.
Final Statement: No sign of the chief...
End Log.
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Posted: Tue Feb 24, 2009 6:58 pm
Cortana's Log
Σκς_________I feel I can be very open with the creatures here. I've been speaking lately with a few of them, learning from them, adapting to the island. They're all very different creatures, each with a very unique personality...almost beyond that of humans. Data scans detect minimal threat levels though, and there are no flood or Covenant within the area....I'm safe to share._________I've met a few interesting characters...Aside from the young Namrah from the other day I ran into another. This one was an adult, the same size as myself, Male. His design was nice, sparkling like the sky at night. I spoke with him and found I'm not alone on being lost here. Mattan, his name was, was once a star in the sky. I wondered for a moment if we'd ever passed him up there...but I didn't bother to ask. He asked me about my past, so I relayed the information to him about the wars, the Chief, myself...He believed that it was possible the chief could turn up....I hope he's right._________More recently I was confronted, again by two younger namrah, a boy who reminded me of all of the snow and ice Chief and I had faced on our missions, a girl who reminded me much of the sky on a cloudy day, and a peculiar anthro who mentioned something about Pokemir....(More data is needed on that subject). The boy wound up saying nothing, he seemed entranced by my binary but that's expected, none of these namrah seem to have encountered an AI unit before. The girl though was quite social. She did not hesitate to ponder about myself, my past, my present...what it felt like to be almost real. I found her company delightful really and I hope in the future to meet more namrah like this.
Final Statement: No sign, but others are looking...
End Log.
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