Logs

This page is not intended to be a timeline of events nor complete storyline. Go to Timeline and Storyline respectively for those.

 This is simply a place to record the logs/notes given by ivycomb.com or Discord.

This page will go under a rework to better represent the Logs given by ivycomb.com or Discord

# Text Logs

## ND Logs

All ND logs have the .not file extension.

* NDOC001 - 1377 ABY 012
	+ Alright, I've managed to creatively make my way into this terminal. I don't think any of the staff here on this ship even know it's still working, I doubt they would have let me in a room with access to one of these things. I'm not sure how much time I have here before things start going south, but I know that they didn't onboard me for space tea and bagels. Not that I'd really be able to enjoy them anyway. This is callsign AUR-06 from the ship of the same name. I didn't have a crew, I was alone and rogue at the time of docking. Ship was in a state of serious disrepair and I probably would have become starbound if it were not for this, but I have a feeling that they weren't coming to help me. Staff were friendly but guards were hostile. I
* NDOC002 - 1377 ABY 013
	+ Had to cut the previous log off, staff from the ship came in to ask me questions. Confirmed my suspicions, they think that I can be a valuable asset to them. Their terminology regarding this was vague at best. I will continue to log things here and transmit to myself as needed. In the worst case scenario I have records here that likely none of the staff will know about. Come to think of it, how would other people access these anyway?
* NDOC003 - 1377 ABY 013
	+ Here's some information. MODIFIED TAUSCHER CLASS-3 SUPERDESTROYER 12 ENG - 5/6 MEG ONLINE - 6/6 MIN ONLINE 315 STAFF 3 COMMAND NO WEAPONS SYSTEMS INSTALLED NO DETERRANTS ACTIVE
* NDOC004 - 1377 ABY 013
	+ Shower thought, if anyone is reading this and is wondering who I am or who I was, stop that. There is a reason I am being deliberately vague here. I am more concerned about them trying to use me for a bounty than for malicious intent, which I have a creeping suspicion is their plan.
* NDOC006 - 1377 ABY 038
	+ They left a message to say sorry. <!-- The voices. --> I don't remember much. It's been a rough, wild ride. <!-- Where did they take me? --> But I'm hoping that it only gets better from here. The gaps in time aren't as long as they were last week, or the week before that. The people here are nice, but the questions have been getting increasingly... unusual. <!-- They're out to get me --> I doubt anyone will read this, but I wanted to take precaution by documenting things. Like they said back at home, trust nobody, not even us. <!-- How ironic -->
* NDOC007 - 1377 ABY 041
	+ been a few days its lonely here they don't tell me much but that is ok!
* NDOC008 - 1377 ABY 041
	+ [ Blank ]
* NDOC012 - 1377 ABY 042
	+ Today they finally let me out again. I don't remember the last four days, I checked my calendar and the time gap happened again. What's going on? <!-- Am I alone? -->
* NDOC013 - 1377 ABY 042
	+ I just got back to my lab on the ship. I was taken to a small interrogation-like room with cameras pointed at me. They kept on asking me very strange and unusual questions, and only gave me a set script of words I could say. I have a bad feeling about this.
* NDOC016 - 1377 ABY 044
	+ uuhfhuhuhuhuihuihuihuiewhuifhuiheuiwfihuwfhu435hi35hQ#%KIKJjjhjjjhjhjhijjihjijijhjjh [ Followed by 4 576 `j`'s ]
* NDOC332 - 1377 ABY 044
	+ [ Just 1 290 `j`'s ]
* NDOC999 - 1377 ABY 097
	+ [ Just 31 208 `j`'s ]

## Kyle

* Stone Cold - 1377 ABY 023
	+ fixed your formatting kyle you fucking dumbass<br><br>
	+ look man im trying my best<br><br>
	+ I'm trying youyr mom lol<br><br>
	+ [[REDACTED]]
* !plants
	+ <!-- hey remove those filesl ol they seem to self-reproduce -->
	+ <!-- kyle you're a fucking dumbass -->
	+ <!-- bruh -->
* Untitled
	+ kyle accidentally almost leaked lore documents early <br> keep watch while live

## Starseeker

* Part 1
	+ From: admin@starseeker.gx
	Subject: Message to all personnel.
	 Date: !1377ABZ125
	 A few hundred days ago, an abnormally large disturbance in the regular long-band activity was detected from the opposite quadrant of our M31 spiral-class galaxy, and we have been investigating and working our way back as an organization.
	 Thank you for all of your hard work.
	 Normally information included within a message like this would be clearance restricted, but due to the dire and broad nature of this situation, it has been deemed essential for all known information to be readily available to all staff, and possibly to the general public.
	 S.T.A.R.F.I.S.H a relatively small organisation comprised primarily of beings from the former Milky Way galaxy, has gone rogue and disobeyed galactic treaties signed by other organizations, governing bodies, and interplanetary relations groups, by using resources provided to them for their own gain and with a disregard for any circumstances surrounding their targets.
	At least four planets have been taken over in a hostile manner, presumably with the intent of farming natural resources. Each time they have used a “puppet” of sorts to stage a call-to-action and save their own face. We have reason to believe that their intentions are deliberately malicious or spiteful, as they have only targeted planets with life that is not advanced enough yet to participate in the A.G.F.U. A particularly noteworthy planet here is locally referred to as “Theron.” Due to the tyrannical manner that S.T.A.R.F.I.S.H chose to invade it in, we have reason to believe that the organization didn’t want this to be a secretive operation, or were intentionally trying to “send a message” as to the level of power their modified weapons ships possess.
	There are uncountable casualties due to their actions, and they must be stopped at all costs. One key person of interest is “AUR-06”, also known as “Lotus.” Aurora is a biped standing at about 230 centimeters in height, is extremely intelligent, unpredictable, and in a deteriorating state of “disrepair.” They are not directly involved with or related to S.T.A.R.F.I.S.H, but may be useful for gathering information on the organization. Please seek more information on them.
	EOM
	+ From: admin@starseeker.gx
	Subject: Message to all personnel.
	Date: !1377ABZ128
	Die a hero, or live long enough to become the villain.
	Lockdown.

* Part 2
	+ From: admin@starseeker.gx
	Subject: Message to all personnel.
	Date: !1377ABZ128
	Weak security, nobody is safe. Lock yourselves in, it's the only way to save the world.

## Other Logs

### Titled Logs

* TARGET44.not - 1377 ABX 998
	+ TARGET #44. INVESTIGATE NATURAL RESOURCES ON PLANET ANDROMITE-KP008 "THERON" Known? **Yes** - ~1,400,000,000 NON-SENTIENT - ~1,000 SENTIENT - 14,875km DIAMETER - NITROGEN/XENON RICH ATM - NON-SPACEBOUND - POSSIBLE NICKEL CORE SEE TARGET44.LOG FOR FULL INFO
* HELLO BOT
	+ OUr systems have been receiving an unusually high number of distress signals. Running through them, almost all are unidentiFied, aside from the one signal received earlier. Location of signals is unknown, and they appear to be Emanating from a source outside of the galaxy despite the physical limiations of Energy dissipation. This is a top priority. - Mission Pioneers for project starseeker class #3
* SAVE YOUR PROGRESS
	+ November Oscar Delta Echo Papa Romeo Oscar Tango Oscar Charlie Oscar Lima Foxtrot Alfa India Lima Echo Delta <!-- SAVE YOUR PROGRESS YOU NEVER KNOW WHEN YOU MIGHT NEED TO GO BACK. FILE RECEIVED WITH LARGER SIZE THAN EXPECTED. POSSIBLE REDSHIFTING OF SIGNAL? META: SOS. LIFE SYSTEMS CRITICAL. ENGINE CRITICAL. COORDINATES CRITICAL. COMMUNICATIONS OFFLINE. PERSONNEL COUNT UNKNOWN. -->
* 12:30
	+ [ Blank ]
* Stone Cold - SEC93885-391.not - 1377 ABY 023
	+ Two humanoid figures are standing in a well-lit corridor. There's a room just barely in view where a large volume of ship personnel appear to be having lunch. The security footage is degraded but audio is clear. Figure 1: "...I can't get behind the ethics of this mission. I didn't really have a choice in the matter, but it seems like a uhhh.. huge step backwards to be doing all of this." Figure 2: "Isn't the life on a lot of these planets non-sapient? They can't really think beyond basic survival. We have a lot that needs to get done and if management finds out we're slacking over something as insignificant as the ethics of the mission, we could have our asses handed to us on a termination notice." Figure 1 appears to be taken slightly aback, and raises a hand up to the back of their [head?]. Figure 1: "So you're okay with all of this? Destroying millions of lives, whether these species are spacebound or not?" Figure 2 crosses their arms and sighs, looking away from Figure 1. Figure 2: "I have as much choice in all of this as you do. I'm ultimately just doing what they're paying me to do - poorly, might I add." Figure 1 and Figure 2 both chuckle for approximately 30 seconds. I didn't find it that funny personally Figure 2: "I'm just trying to justify it I guess. I really don't feel comfortable with it, I think a lot of us on this ship don't. At least the captor was co-operating with us, I feel like that would have really killed morale if it weren't the case." Figure 1: "I feel bad for him." Figure 2: "Don't, he's a robot. They don't have feelings..."
* Stone Grave - 1377 ABY 122
	+ <!-- Something is very wrong here. Same camera, much more recent. !1377ABY122 --> space
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		- b1445f313b7553603431d795410e826c
			* <!-- everything is dark -->
			* <!-- i miss you -->
		- Part 3
			* A clear day. The two stars in the sky stood clear north, providing light to the clearing at the hive's entrance, where many drabes had already gathered together to discuss their working plans for the day. The buzz was mostly casual, not much real planning is spoken until the planmakers come around, but it makes the queen happy to see all of the bee folk chatting amongst themselves.
			It wouldn't be long until such plans were being made. A tall drabe made their way out of the hive, hands ties behind their back, only raising an arm to give orders to each group that had gathered. And within a couple of minutes, stood just one last drabe, and the planmaker. "You," the planmaker started, their tone cold and voice stern.
			"No more funny business today. You're one of the largest in our hive, the queen expects more from you." They continued, remaining calm but scalding with contempt.
			The bee folk spoken to was comparable in height to a planmaker, but didn't bare quite the same traits to have made it into the hierarchy, and just nodded in understanding, waiting a moment before speaking. "...So no fun, then?"
			The planmaker sighed. "Your duty is to collect pollen, not to make remarks or go on solo expeditions. The queen would have my head if she found out that you had been hurt due to negligence, so please, for the love of *Reine*, please just make duty."
			The drabe nodded in understanding, before turning around and dashing forward, taking a leap with their powerful legs and spreading their four wings into the open sky above, buzzing off to fulfil their duties for the day, while the planmaker sighed and returned to the hive's entrance. *"Hatch-brain."*
			*What does he know?* The drabe thought to themself, soaring above the thick forests with lucious flora, waiting to be picked of their pollen deposits. It didn't take long to find a more sparse region of trees for them to make a landing, extending their feet to grip onto an old tree and slide down it to meet the ground, tearing off some of the dead bark. Greeting them was an opening, almost field-like, contained within the forest. This is a spot they had been to many times before, with flowers plentiful, and rarely other drabes to compete for the deposits. At least, that was the 'norm.
			"Ah, the *favorite.*" A voice scathed from behind, causing the drabe to swing their head around and assess. It was another drabe, definitely from their hive due to their tail's stripes and the relatively remote location of their colony. "So is this where you're always finding the excess pollen you bring back?" The opposing drabe asked, tilting their head with antennae twitching, eagerly curious.
			"You caught me, not really a secret anymore." The drabe responded, eyeing the other drabe, taking note of the fact that they were much shorter than most of the other gatherers, with unusually small hands. "What do you mean by 'favorite', though?"
			"Oh, please. Everyone knows that the queen gives you special treatment. You'd have already been put into nursery duties if it weren't for your physique and the excess pollen you bring back, because of your *stunts.*"
			 "The cities are beautiful, we should be free to explore them. I'm not invading anybody's homes or getting in the way of things." The larger drabe responded, calmly leaning onto the tree they had previously used to ease their landing. This didn't please the smaller drabe, taking a few steps up close and raising a hand up to their kin's chin, before backing off and quickly taking a leap of their own, flying away.
			 The larger drabe sighed and returned to their duties, moving around to some of the various flowers in the clearing, taking small amounts of pollen from each by brazing their hands over the surface of the exposed buds, ensuring cross-pollenation among the specimens. After their rhythmic collection dance had been completed and their arms were sufficiently coated by the powdery substance, they took dash and leaped up once more, flying back to the hive to return their yield.
			 While its exterior was relatively simple with few exterior walkways and exits, the interior of the drabes' hive is functionally like a vertical city, bustling with busy bees at all corners. Thousands of drabes move through the open corridors in relatively neat lines, knowing where they need to go and collectively keeping disruptions in order to a minimum. The walls and floors of the hive were made up of a waxy material in a mostly hexagonal structure, with open combs containing stores of honey and dew on the occasional corner. Art was crafted on occasions using various petals and stems from the variety of lucious plant life around theron.
			 Our drabe made haste to navigate the corridors to the center of the hive. It's a journey that takes a couple of minutes due to the busy nature of things, but the mini-journey is pleasant. Unlike spider-folk, the tech that drabes use is primitive, as to remove their pollen, they simply have to run their arms through small rotating crevaces in the center of the processing area. This isn't a perfect process, as some pollen tends to get stuck in between fingers and on the upper arms, and drabes will have to clean themselves off using dew, or water if out of the hive. Our drabe did such, cleaning themselves off and making haste to the upper bounds of the hive, where many other bee-folk had gathered together as the day's age grew older.
		- PART4
			* <!-- I'm a type of bird, but I have no wings, and no spaces to fly. What am I? -->
			* <a href="shipdoc1377abz183\_9923.mp3"><img src="petagol.png"></a>

	### Non Titled Logs

		- Blank
			* [ Blank ]
		- !plants
			* 4 Logs Contenting "<!-- We found some more files on that terminal your team might be interested in. This one wasn't dated. -->" & multiple incidences of `"!plants and".` Kyle's fault.
				+ !plants - 1 contents 17 097 incidences
				+ !plants - 2 contents 163 047 incidences
				+ !plants - 3 contents 1 467 423 incidences
				+ !plants - 4 contents 3 260 940 incidences
		- Colleague's Note
			* <!-- Colleague's Note: Over 14,000 notated files were found, all containing instances of the letter J with count varying from 22 to over 1,000,000. No other logs have been found. -->
		- owo
			* owo
		- Possibly authored by Lotus
			* <!-- heelo thsi is a file3 --> If anyone cared, they would have helped me by now.
			They put me on a podium as a prize for their dirty work.
			 I'm labeled as the cause when I'm the victim.
			This isn't the end.
			* <!-- Sorry about that last file. I'm not sure why it was notated so crudely. It was from a while ago, one of the transmissions we received. Spooky, but don't think much of it. -->
			* j
			* Wanna talk?
		- From Discord on Wed 27 July 2022 03:00:00 UTC
			* It continues
			* 1658890800
			* ! 1377 ABZ 459
			New Message
			From: ͯ̒́ëͬ̊eͣ͒̒j̿̎ͦ
			Subject: Message to all Personnel
			hey i dont know if anyone is still using this system but shit is going bad like rewally bad we gotta figure out what's going wrong the star dates are all fucked up. most of our systems are offline, and this entire quadrant is temporally obstructed from the rest of the galaxy. someone has been tampering with control, and if anyone is out there, i need yo ut o respond as qucikly as rppiossible
			* ! 1377 ABW 001
			New Message
			From: ͯ̒́ëͬ̊eͣ͒̒j̿̎ͦ
			Subject: Re: Message to all Personnel
			who is this
			* ! 1994
			New Message
			From: Wendy's
			Subject: Re: Message to all Persons
			burferAudio Logs

	### shipdoc1377abz183\_9923

	#### Transcript

	`V1: Do you know if anyone else is around?

	Ivy: Wha-what do you mean?

	V1: Ya know, any over drabes or people like me?

	Ivy: Ah I, I don't know. I guess I haven't had time to think about it. I just feel lucky to have found you.

	V1: Well I probably could have survived on my own, ya know. I guess I just, I don't know what to think of it. I didn't have any family. There's not much for me to miss. I just feel...empty.`

	### REDHERRING

	#### Transcript

	`Boop Boop Boop Click

	V1: Hold up boss. Check this out.`

	`V2: Oh, hello.

	V3: Have you finally decided to surrender yourself?

	V2: No. You didn't beat us that.

	Foot Steps, Keyboard Clicks

	V3: I should have never approved this project from the get go.

	V4: Why didn't we have adequate containment?

	V2: Hold up. Did you guys really not prepare in advance. Do you actually have any idea what you've created? You two aren't scientist, you're not qualified fighters and you're barely capable running what little cavalry you've still got kept. Fuck off. And let the failures separate themselves from you. I'm done.

	Glass Shattering, Communication cutting`

	`V1: Well shit.`