"I don't know the code, but I can still help you."
"No clue what you are talking about."
Secret is currently fiddling with some wires.
Krakarda analyzes the code panel with his kanohi Ako. Even the slightest amount of wear and tare on the more frequently used buttons showing him which symbols were used in the code. Eyes still on the manikins, The Makuta let's his mask calculate the possible combinations for him. The number was too massive to try them all, so he took a closer look. It wasn't clean. Something in this ship had been rusting or decaying over the years, producing a thin yet noticeable coating of dust. Beneath the dust, however, was foreign matter. Krakarda activated density control and turned his back to the robots while he examined the panel with his microscopic settings. When the Great Beings or whoever had made thus ship last visited, their hands weren't perfectly sterilized, which meant that each button had a progressively lower amount of foreign matter. Now he knew the code.
Krakarda analyzes the code panel with his kanohi Ako. Even the slightest amount of wear and tare on the more frequently used buttons showing him which symbols were used in the code. Eyes still on the manikins, The Makuta let's his mask calculate the possible combinations for him. The number was too massive to try them all, so he took a closer look. It wasn't clean. Something in this ship had been rusting or decaying over the years, producing a thin yet noticeable coating of dust. Beneath the dust, however, was foreign matter. Krakarda activated density control and turned his back to the robots while he examined the panel with his microscopic settings. When the Great Beings or whoever had made thus ship last visited, their hands weren't perfectly sterilized, which meant that each button had a progressively lower amount of foreign matter. Now he knew the code.
Krakarda analyzes the code panel with his kanohi Ako. Even the slightest amount of wear and tare on the more frequently used buttons showing him which symbols were used in the code. Eyes still on the manikins, The Makuta let's his mask calculate the possible combinations for him. The number was too massive to try them all, so he took a closer look. It wasn't clean. Something in this ship had been rusting or decaying over the years, producing a thin yet noticeable coating of dust. Beneath the dust, however, was foreign matter. Krakarda activated density control and turned his back to the robots while he examined the panel with his microscopic settings. When the Great Beings or whoever had made thus ship last visited, their hands weren't perfectly sterilized, which meant that each button had a progressively lower amount of foreign matter. Now he knew the code.
"I'm coming to get you, don't worry."
2001
and the lights go out.
He holds each bot in place with shadow once again, but this time he knows just how necessary it is, and that eventually they can break free. The Makuta pushes each of the three numbers in the proper sequence of four. Just as he had expected before the closer look, at least one number repeated itself. He twists the knob and pulls, then teleports through the opening and uses tangible shadows to close the door once again.
"I keep my promises." Krakarda looks at the state of her mind when he projects his thoughts.
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He holds each bot in place with shadow once again, but this time he knows just how necessary it is, and that eventually they can break free. The Makuta pushes each of the three numbers in the proper sequence of four. Just as he had expected before the closer look, at least one number repeated itself. He twists the knob and pulls, then teleports through the opening and uses tangible shadows to close the door once again.
"I keep my promises." Krakarda looks at the state of her mind when he projects his thoughts.
He holds each bot in place with shadow once again, but this time he knows just how necessary it is, and that eventually they can break free. The Makuta pushes each of the three numbers in the proper sequence of four. Just as he had expected before the closer look, at least one number repeated itself. He twists the knob and pulls, then teleports through the opening and uses tangible shadows to close the door once again.
"I keep my promises." Krakarda looks at the state of her mind when he projects his thoughts.
The Manikins struggle....
"Thanks, now lets go down there."
Secret goes skipping down the hallway. Darn it seems the happy emotion is in control...
From out of the darkness in one of the asteroids caves and internal caverns emerges Observer 13. He looks in the direction of the GB structure and proceeds toward it.
From out of the darkness in one of the asteroids caves and internal caverns emerges Observer 13. He looks in the direction of the GB structure and proceeds toward it.
OOC: Don't blow this up please, I need it for plots purposes.
From out of the darkness in one of the asteroids caves and internal caverns emerges Observer 13. He looks in the direction of the GB structure and proceeds toward it.
OOC: Don't blow this up please, I need it for plots purposes.
IC: It should pick up Karda Nui shields.
OOC: I wouldn't dream of it. I just needed an isolated place for The Observer to come out of hiding.
Secret moves towards another door and takes the panel off and begins fiddling with wires.
"I know almost everything about you now." Krakarda sighs. "You were a matoran created by one Great Being to hide or escape from some gruesome fate, most likely one that would harm more then just her. She hid herself in your consciousness by seperating her mind from yours with the typical GB mental shield. You also have a failsafe in your program, one that activates when the aforementioned fate rears it's ugly head again. This failsafe will divide your emotions into singularities necessary for carrying out your mission; Neutralizing or slowing down the threat by either waking up the true you, or starting some technological process. Your matoran mind's natural and failsafe states are diluted reflections of your creator's personality and intelligence -creation always creator- therefore I also know in relative detail on how the mind of the true you works." The Makuta begins to shake his head. "I had high hopes in you. I thought you were the answer to mapping the mind of a Great Being, but your case is unique and almost worthless to my scheme."