General Silvia Protozoan3

General Silvia Protozoan3
The night is come, but not too soon; And sinking silently, All silently, the little moon Drops down behind the sky. There is no light in earth or heaven But the cold light of stars; And the first watch of night is given To the red planet Mars. Is it the tender star of love? The star of love and dreams? O no! from that blue tent above, A hero’s armor gleams …

General Silvia Protozoan3 is an elite general and navigator for the Ian Emissary. She is a bionic construct that uses the energy she draws from her master to triangulate areas where the fabric of space and time are in jeoprady. Although she is more than a mental and intellectual match for most adversaries, she doesn't prefer to fight her opponents head on. Instead, she uses her advanced AI learning to learn the weaknesses or shortcomings of an opponent and use it against them with the vast amounts of minions and resources at her disposal. They are currently Rank 7.

Combat

As previously stated, Silvia does not engage in direct combat, instead uses her advanced AI learning to observe and figure out the weaknesses of those she faces in a confrontation. Her scanning sensors have an incredibly long range, allowing her to think of quick strategies before anyone reaches her. In this case, it is preferred to have a diverse selection of abilities at your disposal, so you have additional options incase your primary offensive options are countered by her. In the situation where someone does infact confront her, she will activate a sonar pulse that disrupts and scrambles the brain of anyone within a 5 feet vicinity of her. Be sure to bring a device or any sort of method capable of neutralizing this pulse.

Terminal Data

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||LOG: 43|| ||FILE: PROJECT COSMOS - DR. JULIE GREN|| JAN 23, 2233

Well, now I've really gone and done it.

I always anticipated having my talents in this field being taken advantage of by those with sinister intentions. Making weapons of war is one thing, but being kidnapped by aliens from another dimension is an entirely different story. I've created a lot of things; Supercomputers, room temperature superconductors, even sentient machinery. And yet, I thought we all learned from the mistakes of our past. That we cannot let our own glorious inventions have the capability to destroy ourselves. Maybe these guys learned that too, wherever they're from. They probably just didn't listen.

Usually, it takes me longer to build a machine, but just two prototypes in and its already ready for the..field? outerreaches of space? just what exactly do these guys want this thing to be used for? Who ARE these people, anyway? They didn't let me read the data I had to train the model with, or else I'd lose my head. At first, all I wanted to do was get back home In one piece. But now? FUCK that. I've accepted that I'm not coming back home. They'll probably just make me slave away, making their weapons for the rest of my life. Who are they to decide how I live?

There's questions that need answering. That's what science is all about, after all.

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