Toltec
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Swiping frantically several times at a distancing
Jorus Q. Merrill
, Toltec was completely helpless as he continued to be smothered by the mass of dark matter closing in on him. The only solace was the complete absence of the white void - blackness closed in around Toltec's photoreceptors.
His eyes and fuses closed, his chassis beginning to shift into remote uninterrupted power mode.
Pattern matching and mutated functions began to execute, quickly reserving all systems for prime efficiency and to sustain operational capabilities for extended periods of time. For an organic's understanding, Toltec had accepted his fate, and was about to go into hibernation. Except his hibernation didn't last just a winter - he could last thousands, hundreds of thousands, perhaps millions of years if untouched within this iceberg.
As a last ditch effort, Ultra High Frequencies (UHF) and Very High Frequencies began exploding from his shell, desperately seeking places to go. In Otherspace, though, there was very little to receive these signals. His hibernation would be spent collecting information and occasionally blasting RF spectrums for help.
There was nothing else to do.
Nothing else to do but wait.
And while he did, his memory banks wouldn't forget the last vision his photoreceptors gathered before pitch blackness had encroached.
Jorus Q. Merrill
's face, fading away.
Jorus Q. Merrill
, Toltec was completely helpless as he continued to be smothered by the mass of dark matter closing in on him. The only solace was the complete absence of the white void - blackness closed in around Toltec's photoreceptors.His eyes and fuses closed, his chassis beginning to shift into remote uninterrupted power mode.
Pattern matching and mutated functions began to execute, quickly reserving all systems for prime efficiency and to sustain operational capabilities for extended periods of time. For an organic's understanding, Toltec had accepted his fate, and was about to go into hibernation. Except his hibernation didn't last just a winter - he could last thousands, hundreds of thousands, perhaps millions of years if untouched within this iceberg.
As a last ditch effort, Ultra High Frequencies (UHF) and Very High Frequencies began exploding from his shell, desperately seeking places to go. In Otherspace, though, there was very little to receive these signals. His hibernation would be spent collecting information and occasionally blasting RF spectrums for help.
There was nothing else to do.
Nothing else to do but wait.
And while he did, his memory banks wouldn't forget the last vision his photoreceptors gathered before pitch blackness had encroached.
Jorus Q. Merrill
's face, fading away.
