Uharu

 Uharu: The Living Ship

This document is being generated for the sole purpose of my introduction to any vessel or creature that may come across me in this new space frontier I find myself in. I should start off by explaining what I am exactly. The “Ghefoya” is a race that upon first sight you would not think is a living being at all, infact we look to be a ordinary space faring vessel, but looks can be deceiving for we are a Bio-Mechanoid life form. Comprised of both Biological & Technological Components the Ghefoya naturally have no offensive weapons, only one very strong defensive capability, starjumping.

Starjumping is a faster than light drive system that is unmatched in its ability to evade pursuers. A Starjumping Ghefoya can not be caught unless the drive system is disrupted during the charge process. Starjumping however is very imprecise, for there is no telling where you will end up when you drop out of starjump. The Starjump process is accomplished by building up massive amounts of energy inside of a chamber not unlike a stomach in comparison, once the chamber reaches its limit you begin to notice a glowing effect in my outer skin starting from the rear of my ship traveling to the front, once it encompasses the entirety of my being then a tear in space opens up and the Starjump commences fleeing from anyone and anything that may be around me.

I was conceived 23 Cycles ago, in Human terms that is around 50 Sirius Years however a Normal Ghefoya can live up to 95 Cycles so I still have quite a long life to live. I am 500 Meters in length from front to back and 250 Meters from Left to Right. The normal pigmentation of my outer skin is a Metallic Grey. I have a stout nose-like front that is followed by my main body which has two orifices that work as my breathing intake. On my sides are two protrusions that help me maneuver through space, in your terms they may appear somewhat like stumpy wings. At the very end of my elongated body are two almost tentacle-like protrusions that house and protect my main locomotive Component.

I am able to sustain myself on a combination of slight radiation that is normally given off by any Bright Star and    Scrap Metallic Materials. The radiation that I breath in merely acts as a digestion helper while breaking down the various metallic materials, therefore it does not have to be in very concentrated quantities. In fact, the levels I needed are far below any pure biological species worries. Though I need the radiation during feeding, it is not required for me to breath, I only require it when I am in a digestion cycle. This mainly means I can not spend extended periods of time in areas that block Stars, which give off this radiation.

The Beginning
My story begins at the Planet Malanchalia. This is where I came into existence. I had been there for a little more than 1 Cycle learning and developing all I could in the safe orbit of one of the Ghefoya Homes. Then we had a visitor, One from a distant land we had not experienced yet. They called themselves “Zengarians”. We were not startled at their fascination of us, for every other being we have encountered had been much smaller than ourselves, encompassed in manufactured Vessels. This species looked very intellectual and peace-bearing, so we greeted them with the explorative nature of our kind and wanted to know as much as we could about where these people had come from. As time went on, those of us that were wary of these visitors relaxed and accepted them as friends.

One day these “friends” did something that surprised all of us. One of the Zengarians that I had particularly enjoyed flying with invited me behind one of the distant planets, interested I followed him. Once behind this planet, I was out of sight from the rest of the colony, my biggest and most regretful mistake. I was ambushed and entangled in an Energy Net of massive proportion. As my Starjump drive system wasn’t fully matured yet I had no chance of escaping and the Zengarians knew it. They toted me back through a temporal drift into their home system and attached a control device to me, apparently they were no Peaceful Species after all. When we approached the shipyard they were to keep me I saw numerous Vessels that were obviously Machines of War.

The Transormation
As they dragged me into Moor, I felt them attach a device that felt as though I was being pummeled by an infinite number of comets and drained almost all of my energy. They immediately started research with their bio-chemists and Engineers.

Experiencing excruciating pain throughout any test or attempted modification I could not find any way of escaping them. These tests went on for 15 Cycles before they changed me forever. They somehow managed to cripple my Starjump Drive and modify the Energy Chamber to store energy on a more permanent basis and release it in small doses through energy cannons, which they were able to enable and disable through the Control Device that was attached upon my reception.

They tested and attempted future “enhancements” in the following 6 Cycles but they were not able to make much more changes, due to the fact that I gave them an ever-present problem.

With the ability to focus my thoughts and restrict functionality, I was put through many torturous treatments because of this but I knew they wouldn’t risk letting me die.

The Escape
It had been 21 Cycles since I had last seen anyone of my kind, I was discouraged and almost to the point where I lost my will to fight these marauders control, then I saw the guards escorting me to a testing location let their guard down. I took my chance as we were passing an Installation, I banked hard and rammed the side of my hull against the Stations Outer Wall, tearing off the Control Device. The escorts immediately fired upon my engines trying to cripple me. However with the one excruciatingly painful moment, the “Control Device” had been all but demolished and I had regained full control of my power systems and used their creation against them. I laid fire upon their ships, which were quickly dispatched. They had foolishly modified me with larger weapons than my escorts could fend off.

I immediately fled from the area as quickly as I could throw myself into motion, knowing they wouldn’t be far behind with more firepower intending to recapture me. I fled for what seems like forever evading multiple recapture attempts.

It had taken at least half a cycle for their recapture attempts to slow down and I was able to attempt to explore a way home, or at least a way away from these monsters.

The Hole
It had taken me almost another Cycle before I found a possibility to leave these beings, for good this time. I was in the process of evading another ambush attempt when I entered a denser Dust Cloud that I had ever seen before. I noticed that once I entered this cloud all pursuers dropped back.

I continued forward not noticing something was happening to me. I felt it more the faster I would progress. I was starting to vigorously Vibrate and found my skin becoming lighter and lighter. I was glowing and just as I had noticed, Space in front of me seemed to tear open. I knew what just happened, this was Starjump.

Apparently this cloud around me was packed so full of energy the Zengarians Ships could not handle the Energy Feedback.

I immediately propelled myself into this tear and felt an exhilaration I never dreamed about. I had the best feeling for split-second before I came out in a huge asteroid filled bluish-green dust cloud.

“I wonder where I am… and, who else is here…. If anyone” I thought to myself.

Current Reputations
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Entry Log 1
So.... I found myself exploring through a system I heard referred to as "New York". Though unsuccessful on finding a way home, I found the creatures here are indeed as intrigued about me as I am about this place. In fact it had spooked me at one point due in large part as a vessel named "Muskrat" continuosly sent Energy Projectiles into my skin, I was forced to flee to ensure I did not fall to the same plight I had just recently escaped from.

I have witnessed that most of the inhabitants that are space worthy in the new place are bi-pedal beings. However they seemed interested in another item as well, this other item seemed to be fully made of a mechanical structure, it seemed to be mapping the area and I must say the locals were quite intrigued with it as well. I attempted to request if it had mapped or seen anything to do with "Planet Malanchalia" but got no response, though saddening this wasn't unexpected.

I must continue searching, but for now I have requested the inhabitants of "Planet Manhattan" peace to rest so I can continue searching shortly.

Entry Log 2
I left the surface of Planet Manhattan hoping to find a better lead home than I had found thus far. Being rested I was ready to continue my search. I knew I had not searched what was dubbed "New York" fully as of yet, so I continued combing through it's debris fields and ever corner and crook of the area. However I was unable to find any more evidence of a way home than I had found previously.

While not finding a way home, I was able to observe the nature of the sentient beings already inhabiting these areas a bit further. I am sorry to say they are a very hostile bunch, constantly waging war on each other. Some people here want to ruthlessly take what is not theirs for what seems pure enjoyment. While others find it enjoyable to watch fights between multiple beings to see who can survive. I will definitely have to watch them and ensure they do not try and pull me into conflict.

While most beings here are highly confrontational, I did find another Machine today. This one goes by "Twilight" and didn't show any signs of confrontation unless attacked itself. We had conversed briefly, myself asking if hit had heard of my home world. It responded that it had not but would let me know if he ever comes across any information on it. I suppose it doesn't come as a shock he has not cartographed my home planet as he mentioned he was only designed to map "Sirius"

I suppose I better rest some more, maybe I will find away into a neighbor system to search tommorow.

Entry Log 3
I left planet-side today and immediately caught a glimpse of a ship that seems much older than the rest of the vessels I have seen thus far.

The Pilot of this ship claimed to be a "Captain Nemo". He seemed very intrigued about me to say the least. I gladly answered his questions as he was not confrontational at all. In fact when another ship that showed to be a "Bounty Hunter" whatever that is came and started to show signs of slight aggravation this "Captain Nemo" mentioned that he would step in vouch and defend me if needed. I personally am humbled how quickly this character took into trusting me, a trust I am graciously accepting. If only others would be as quick as him. This "Bounty Hunter" named "Aiolis" was very interested in me as well, in fact upon his realization on how I feed, he seems to go into a defensive stance suggesting I might be "Radio-active" and "Dangerous" to those around me, and that tests should be done to determine this. I remembering the testing that was done to me all too well, informed Aiolis that I would never willingly subjugate myself to testing EVER again and that if I was harming those around me to feel free to keep their distance from me. After following me for a decent amount of time it seemed the Bounty Hunter lost interest and went off to pursue other en devours I speculate.

After doing a little more searching and finding some very peculiar explosive debris that didn't feel too comfortable to say the least. I was able to venture into a neighboring system that was found to be dubbed "Pennsylvania". There were a few pilots in this new system but only one seemed to have any interest in me. Another Bounty Hunter, this one with the name of "Paul Kersey" I didn't waste time in asking him if he had heard or seen anything of my Home Planet. He informed he hasn't heard of the place before and after asking me a few things about what I was he quickly went about his business as well.

I am now resting on "Planet Erie" resting and recouping energy to continue my search.

Entry Log 4
I had to rest a while longer on Planet Erie than I had thought...

The search is taking a toll on my body and I needed extra rest before I could set out again. The Inhabitants of "Planet Erie" didn't seem too disconcerted however which is a good thing.

I left the Orbit of Planet Erie and finished Searching "Pennsylvania" however, I found no traces of a way home so I returned back to "New York" trying to find another Bordering System to search. During my transit another Pilot started up a conversation with me. This one Christened "ZF|Slow_Ride(ROV)". He attempted to relay some information from a "Database" of his which he defined as repository of information gathered and placed into a central location. However, I could not decipher the formatting of this so it didn't help me at all. The Pilot however told me since this couldn't help me he would send word if any news on ways out of this sector presented themselves, which I most humbly appreciate.

The was also another pilot that wanted to check me out, it seems he thought I was a normal ship like they flew however. I tried to correct him, though he seemed very slow to respond and I'm unsure if he could understand me even though I was able to understand him. His vessel was Christened "Judge"

Well all of these encounters sure have filled my day today, of what little was left of it. I am now on Planet-side of "Planet Manhattan" the folks here are quite easy going about my presence, I thank the gods for that.

Entry Log 5
So I continued searching today....

When I first started my venture it seemed I was alone and would have to seek my answers in silence, however after a short while a few vessels did show up in the area's I was exploring. The first of which was "LNS_Prince" he helped explain to me what they called their vessels here as "Ships" and that the people here are from a distant area of space as well. They however decided just to adopt this new area as a "New Home" I am not ready to do that just yet.

After doing an extensive search in the system that was dubbed "Texas" I was approached by a vessel named "Mr. Midnight" this was another fully Mechanical Being that mentioned he was a scout ship of sorts for another being altogether.

He soon started talks of "assimilation" at that point I had to leave as it gave me the chills. "Being One with the Host" doesn't seem too great in my opinion. I vacated to the "New York" system where I found another Vessel. We spoke briefly but because I was unsure of a System Name where my home world was he mentioned he couldn't help me.

Entry Log 6
Well I had some interesting happenings today....

I left Minnesota looking for a way home as there weren't much signs of exits there and I was on my way back across New York when as soon as I entered the "New York" system I was immediatly Contacted by a "LNTF|Agent,Q"

He requested a private meeting in open space away from build architecture so we flew about 15k meters above the Texas Jump Gate where he informed me of some rules the "Liberty Government" had set up regarding myself. I cann't say I'm happy about these changes however I can kind of understand them If I look upon this from their perspective. I imagine they are very picky on what their citizens know of anything other than their own kind, a paranoia that could bite them in the future.

Agent Q basically informed me that I was not allowed to speak to other beings about me being something they are not, and only to ask about the locations and not explain about my Home. I suggested this would make my search expotentially harder but the Officer acted as though that didn't matter to them.

Apparently Liberty doesn't care about anything but themselves. They told me if I didn't follow this decree it would make me an enemy of them and would open hostility up to me which I definatly do not want, so I am forced to play this little game, disheartening as it is.

As we finished our deliberation a new Pilot showed himself at first seemed very inquisitive but after the Agent Left got Hostile Very Quickly

Apparently this person thought he would be able to goad me into letting him test and experiment on me. As soon as I refused he mentioned he would have to do so the "Hard" way and opened fire upon me. I was forced to defend myself and thankfully a new Pilot came into the fray to save my aching body from his continued disregard for my well-being

This Pilot that was affiliated with the "Indipendent Miners Guild" may have very well saved my life and I will have to repay him for his kindness some day.

Entry Log 7
This record is a few days late but I am finally getting it here for the records....

I Woke from Planet Manhattan and made my public request for knowledge if anyone knew how to get to Planet Malanchalia and immediately had a response from a Mr. Johnny Rocket. We met up just outside a Very Thick Field that impaired my vision and was filled with large jagged rocky structures.

He mentioned he did not know of this place but he has seen an abnormal anomaly in his travels and exploits. I was eager enough to accompany him after he assured me he would stay by my side during the travel through this field as I expressed the thickness of the Field made me very frightened.

He kept his promise and even though a few things were in the way and started attacking, admittedly more at him than me. He never left my side and showed me the anomaly which I found most interesting indeed.

From what I remember it looks remarkably simaler to the anomaly that opened up in the Gas Cloud when I was escaping from the Zangarians. This Anomaly could very well be the ticket home for me. I must study and observe this anomaly and hope it doesn't dissappear.

For now, I have agreed that in some future point I will have to repay this fine Pilot on his service to me this day, until then I bid him farewell as he continued on his endevors.

Entry Log 8
So,

I continued my study on this anomaly today to find that it hasn't changed whatsoever from when I last saw it. I decided to experiment feeding it energy to see if any fluctuations or changes occurred in the anomaly. After numrous attempts to induce a different reaction I was forced to conclude that feeding it energy would not change it's state of being whatsoever. Moments before I was going to vacate the area as I was getting nowhere, I was approached by another mechanoid being which intrigued me to say the least. Why was this specific being in this location? So far away from the rest of civilization in the system.

It didn't take long for him to convey that the user that patched into his system was very interested in such anomalies as well. I attempted to request information about it that he may have gathered, however he seemed to be experiencing some system or data access malfunctions as he couldn't read some of his files. He was even unable to give me information about the user that uplinks to him. We went our seperate ways after a short time, I assume he realized I didn't hold any valuable information on the anomaly that was so recently shown to me, and as I was unable to get any valuable data from the being itself found no motivation to stay in the area.

I was on my way to land on Planet Manhattan when I heard the local Official "LSF|Tax.Man" speaking to this mechanoid Creature named "Black.Plague". He seemed very Hostile right away for no reason and continued to Chase and after just a few minutes I noticed it was going to open into hostility at least from toward the innocent machine. I asked him why he was so aggresive and he replied that the machine was here un-welcomed. Knowing this was the same circumstance I was under, no one asked me to show up here, I asked him why he was being treated like this, when infact I did not receive the same treatment when I showed up. He retorted basically that the name of this vessel was reason enough to terminate him. This upsetting and Offending my very beliefs I quickly got on the defensive for this innocent being that was only trying to evade capture. I don't think the Liberty Officials are too happy with me anymore, but they lost all respect that they had gained up to this point from these actions.

Shortly after the mechanoid being was able to evade the pursuers another LSF Pilot had joined the Taxman they turned their sights on another being. A "Businessman" came into system and attempted to strike up some conversation. The Liberty Officials were very rude calling him a "Hacker" and trying to drive him out of the system. However it appeared that he was armed and willing to fend them off if need-be. He was less yielding to demands to leave. I cann't much blame him, I despise any form of bullying myself. During my questions on why they were continuing their crusade to bully others out of the system they mentioned if I didn't back off I would become an enemy of Liberty. I was very displeased at the way these Officials did business, I refrained myself from open hostilities with these war-mongering beings but just barely. However, I do find it just that when they did seem to close in on this new pilot dubbed "S.S.-Initiative" He was too much for them even ganging up on him in a unfair 2 on 1 fight. As much as I don't like to see destruction this was able to restore peace in the space I am currently vacating. I sure hope that these two pilots are not the regular sight I will start seeing from such "Officials"

Entry Log 9
Leaving planet-side of Planet Manhattan I found a bustling amount of public traffic happening.

I was eager to find out if anyone might have heard any information about my home, however I was sadden to notice that a Liberty Official wanted to take it upon himself of shadowing my every move. I quickly too evasive action while deliberating him to leave me alone. After noticing he would not leave me alone, I only had one option left. I had to take my chances in the cloud-masked area of the Badlands.

After I was able to lose him I was aproached by a Pilot I had once seen before though I did not recognize him in his new ship.

Captain Isaac Nemo of the Copaari Gann was now piloting a new ship. It was a smaller more maneuverable design it seemed. We deliberated for a while before he started scaring me with talks of a "Probe".

I had to break off and evade him. He mentioned he was able to plant an external skin attaching probe, although I did not feel anything as I'm sure I would have if such an event happened.

Entry Log 10
I left Planet Manhattan today after a long slumber hoping I would find anything of use to getting home. I flew around for hours before getting a response from anyone or anything until quite suddenly a heard a message come from a "Chimaera" about trying to find somebody. It sounded like an afraid little girl. I quickly responded that I too was searching for something, something very strange happened just then. The voice on the transmission changed abruptly to a deep echoing voice that spoke of darkness and pain. This was very disturbing, and after asking the other being about this it mentioned it had no knowledge of such an occurrance. I decided I better keep my distance from this... whatever it was. I continued to converse with it and I noticed it assumed I was a regular being from this place. I quickly explained that I was not something that originated here and that I am foreign to this part of space.

The being wondered where I was from, so I told him that I was from Planet Malanchalia and queried if it had heard of that place. It seemed that it leaped on this subject and mentioned that it may be able to help me find this place if I were to help him in return. Anxious for someone to help me I asked it what it wanted, it told me that it had no friends and was seeking them out and asked if I would setup a meeting with my current friends. I agreed that I would attempt this and would get back with him when I had them with me.

Entry Log 11
After weeks of anticipated waiting for Chimaera to resurface hoping he had any information that might lead me back home, I decided that it must have been a ruse and proceeded to move to another sector of space realizing that where I was had no more answers for me to explore. I traveled to what they described as Northern Sirius where a totally different government was in charge. Instead of "Liberty" people, these humans were called "Kusarians". I was intrigued on how different these people were from these Libertonians who all seemed to enjoy fighting each other on a hourly basis.

During my travels to this sector however I noticed some internal changing happening to me. I actually felt my energy tanks expanding allowing more energy for these warmongering attachments that the Zengarians intertwined into my body structure. What was more disturbing, a number of the devices actually transformed and now operate in a different way than they previous had.

When I finally reached the sector of space that belonged to the "Kusari" government I was sadly shown that I may not be as welcomed as I was in Liberty and more-over they seem more adimant on killing themselves off as the "Libertonians" were. When the prevailing side of a skirmish layed waste to their enemy they actually turned their guns on me obviously I am not welcome! I feel I must make my search through this space at an extremely faster pace than I had done in Liberty. I just hope this doesn't complicate things beyond my ability to cope.

Entry Log 12
I am continuing my search through this abundantly hostile space with little success. Between the constant aggravation of bodily pain from the attacks on me and what I can only assume as body growth I finally am concluding that my search here is in vain as well. I again found myself in an area where these people were fighting among themselves but quickly turned their sights upon me.

I will have to vacate this space as quickly as possible before I end up fatally wounded. As I was traveling through what they call "Honshu" I was greeted by an old friend, though he was in a new ship once again. It was nice to see a friendly face in Isaac Nemo. I continue to search as I feel myself getting stronger as I get older and find out more secrets of this strange place.

Entry Log 13
I woke up this morning considerably stronger so I decided to continue my venture into a new area. I ventured into what was quickly learned to be labeled as "Rheinland Space" hoping that the inhabitants here were more peaceful and would provide a sense of rationality. My hopes were quickly put aside as I found this place just as war-torn and even more arrogant than that of Liberty. I learned that quite decisively from a confrontation of one of their people that used the call sign "Kurbelwelle" his arrogance was well above that of what I had previously encountered.

He seemed to think he could start experimentations on me and when I attempted to evade him he threw projectiles that seemed to disrupt regular movement. After numerous evasion attempts with the continued arrogance I grew tired of the fruitless effort and attempted to force the pilot into a withdrawal. It took many of these Humans hours but eventually he did decide not to disrespect me any further and flew off to repair his crippled ship. It wasn't until during my fight that I realized why I felt so much stronger, I had in fact grown two more energy ports and had increased in my mass. The pains have subsided as well, at least temporarily. I still fear that if I don't find a way home soon it will be lost to me forever. I am growing tired of these people and their ways. If only I could find a way home.....

Entry Log 14
Well, today I was continuing my search with little results in this "Rheinland" Space and had the gut feeling I should search through Sigma-13 again. The clouds there were capable of masking disturbances quite easily. It took me several of these Humans Hours before I found anything remotely interesting. I have found that I am getting less and less disturbed by these clouds, I'm not sure its a burden or a blessing however. I met two indeed unique beings, one in which I can't say was a bad experience, the other however... I'm not too sure about.

The first being I found went by the name Gabriel, whilst the ship went by the call sign: Primal.Bane. He mentioned he descended from Humans but was quite different in biological makeup. He did indeed seem very different than most of the Humans I have encountered so far.

He made mention of some of the hardships he's had to endure, such as them doing tests and research. I conversed with this pilot for a few hours about some of my hardships as well, when the other being showed up by the callsign of Pathogen

This being was quite different, I'm not so sure it's alive at all it seems purely mechanical in it's speech and way it acted. Regardless of this I expressed my need to find a way home. They both relayed that they had never heard of a Planet Malenchalia when this new ship started something strange that I did not like what-so-ever. It appeared he too wanted to start these infuriating 'Scans' of me. I quickly vacated the area relaying that I would not stay for their testing. Gabriel didn't like the idea of that either. I sure hope he was able to get away as well.

Entry Log 15
RAGE.... FURY.... DISGUST.... BITTERNESS.... AGGITATION....

These are the feelings about this Human Race that have swelled inside of me and finally have been allowed to show themselves. To show you why I will tell you in this log on why the Human Race shouldn't take it for granted that they are the superior beings.

I once again started combing the Sigma-13 system to see if I could find some anomalies, after hours of search within the cloud I found the edge of the cloud and interestingly enough I found Isaac there sitting when I heard his message of welcome to me asking if I was supposed to take his shipment of 'Cardamine". Whatever that was I re-assured him that I couldn't carry this stuff as he very well knew.

He had another person with him as well, it only took a short time that this was someone he has paid to accompany him rather than a friend. However my current presence of mind encouraged me to obtain information from him if I could so we had a short conversation before Gabriel to much delight showed up. I was very pleased to see him safe and sound. Then something that I hadn't expected from Isaac happened, he was the only human I could have fooled myself into trusting it seems.. NEVER AGAIN!! The blasted human did what they all do in the end. He was apparently selling him off to this hired help, dropping cardamine off what a ruse. It only took Isaac a split-second to realize the implications of what he had done. It was time for him to die and I let him know about it. His ship seemed to be stuck in panic for a good 10 seconds before it realized the danger it was in. He immediately attempted to barrage me with his weapons fire.

For once I was actually pleased with what those Zangarians did to me. It allowed me to exact justice upon this human. For it was far superior to my only friends vessel highly over weaponized and in an exceedingly larger and bulkier ship than Gabriel I consumed Isaacs small fire with my energy ports. It only took a few minutes to make Isaac pay almost with his life, I expect his adrenaline was the only thing that allowed him to hit the eject button on his pod.

His hired help fully realized the power I possessed and smartly tractored in his friend and left the scene under chase by both myself and Gabriel. This is why I fail to place my trust in any human anymore. I believe there is only one other trust-worthy being in Sirius and as he has explained he is quite superior to these inferior Humans. We ended up leaving together under a battle-sealed trust. While we both look for our own respective homes in the galaxy, I am sure this will just be the beginning of future aggression towards us.

Now let any impudent human decide to cross us and he will likely go the same way as Isaac.

Entry Log 16
I have not logged anything recently as there has been absolutely nothing of influence in my gatherings since my the Isaac Incident.

I was traversing the New York system once again and decided to attempt to find anything new that may have popped up within the system. However, as usual it was found to be worthy of little note. Especially that of the human race, they would not acknowledge my presence whatsoever, even when I was face to face with one of them, the pilot of the ship just sat in space like I wasn't even there.

I decided to proceed to a dark cloud as I had not previously combed through it previously as I was more paranoid when I first found myself stranded in this sector of space where I found an item that I'm sure the local authorities have no idea is even here. I however have come to trust the Rogues much more than the local authorities here as they have always treated me with far more respect in every encounter with them.

Finally, I searched through New York and California with no further interesting news until I got to the Coronado system where I found an interesting device. It looks similar to the "Jump Gates" these humans use however it looks vastly more powerful and I believe it may have the power to propel me a further distance than their technology can.

I may try to find any further information on this device before I test my hypothesis however. The last thing I need is to jump into a vastly higher sophisticated society that is possibly more violent than this one. As arrogant as they are, they are not entirely unmanageable.

Entry Log 17
Just two solar days after I had arrived in Coronado my patience seemed to payoff. I had finally met someone that had some knowledge of the device I had found in the system. Unfortunately the information he gave didn't encourage me as he relayed that the device was made by these "Nomads" I have heard about in a fearful restrictiveness from the humans. The being that I met was not human either but another race that seemed to have been pulled here against their will when the Nomads invaded their home system.

This Sliver being shed some light to me on the nature of these Nomads, how they can actually "infect" these humans and use their bodies to do their bidding. Sounds to me like these Nomads are a sickness or disease. I intend to find any information on these beings so I can better understand what they actually are. Sliver also indicated that I can count on safe passage on the Etherium bases which is somewhat comforting as so far they sound like the only non-hostile non-human havens around.

Entry Log 18
So, I was traveling through New York when who decided to show himself to me once again. Isaac Nemo showed up in yet another ship and callsign. he is showing all the signs of someone that is mastering the art of deception and call sign forgery. This time he was in a ship of a design that is foreign to anything I have seen thus far going under the call sign of "Relentless". His arrogance showed through once again although he wasn't foolish enough to attempt a confrontation with me this time, as he admitted that his attempt was a fool-hearty one last time.

I left him to ponder his thoughts and an assurance that he is nothing but a nuisance to me anymore. My growth has seemed to eclipse his existence anymore.