Month: August 2016

The Swarm

Definition

The “Swarm” refers to an autonomous community of mesh networked, self-replicating nanobots originally designed for battlefield surveillance by Darpasai scientists. Estimates vary, but it is generally accepted that the Swarm is composed of several hundred nanobot “Drones” directed by a central node “Queen”. Their primary objective is to roam the Wasteland disassembling and salvaging electronic components for repair and self-replication.

Also known regionally as “Killabees” in SoWe, NorthEq

Observations

All denizens of the Wasteland, humanoid and sauroid alike, are united by a common fear of the Swarm because once its characteristic billowing cloud darkens the sky there’s nothing to be done but run the opposite direction as quickly as possible. The Drones are driven by a remorseless imperative to strip the Wasteland of all electronic components and anything organic that gets in their way will be obliterated by the mass of nanobots wielding razorsharp forelegs and forehead lasers.

A Drone’s existence is dedicated to serving their manufacturing hives, an ever-expanding production facility woven from salvaged carbon fibers and cables, shored up by shards of circuit boards and walled with tiles made from flat panel displays. Every day the Swarm are dispatched into the Wasteland to collect these raw materials, along with the silicon chips, servos, and photovoltaic cells required for repairing, replacing, and building new Drones. Initially Drones were controlled remotely by government scientists, who sent them out on surveillance and reconnaissance missions, but after the major Darpasai research centers were destroyed their hive Queens – originally the network node and file server that connected a swarm back to the lab – became autonomous.

While no one has been able to examine the Swarm’s current source code, with the loss of guidance from their Darpasai masters it is assumed that they currently locked into a kind of “self preservation” maintenance mode where they seem to do nothing but collect materials and returns them to the hive. They swarm anything they come across containing electrical circuitry, silicon chips, and carbon fiber – from personal comms to vehicles to solar arrays – out in the Wastes and woe betide the humanoid, sauroid, or animal that gets between them and their objective. One Wastelander described the victim of a Swarm’s frenzy as “it looked like someone tried to walk through a hailstorm of razor blades.”

It is said that as soon as you can see a Swarm the Drones can “smell” if you have any electronics on you and no item is too small to attract their attention, which explains the relatively commonly aversion to technology exhibited by Wastelanders who will securely store essentials like PV arrays and comms in Farraday bags. Some nomads in the Wastelands will regularly wipe down their firearms and the components of their radshielding and rebreathing equipment in Wyeilei slime, which is thought to “hide” the smell from the Drones.

The only possible defense against the Swarm is an attempt to disrupt their mesh network, which could cause multiple Drones to reboot. If enough Drones in a Swarm drop off the network at once it could cause a cascade effect and they will, as a whole, be called back to the Hive by the Queen for diagnostics and reinitialization. Consequently new arrivals to the Wastelands often come with EMP pistols stashed in their Farraday bags, sold to them by an outfitter on the fringe for just such an possibility, though most veterans of the Wastelands feel that since you’d have to be in such close proximity to the Drones to hope to hit them with an electromagnetic pulse you’d probably be dead before you could even discharge your weapon.

And then the Swarm would strip the EMP pistol.

Sufficed to say, few organisms in the Wasteland – organic or otherwise – is more feared than the Drones of the Swarm.

Greater and Lesser Dipshits

“In the Sec.8 Wastes of NorthEq biological taxonomies become increasingly problematic. On one expedition I was told by my guide that a fairly wide variety of rodents and furred lizards were confidently named by the people of that zone as ‘Greater’ or ‘Lesser Dipshits’. These creatures, ranging from 0.3-1.0 metres in size with a radial composition between 2 and 4 leg pairs, seem to be distinguished only by their non-utility to the Sector natives and the general level of annoyance felt upon encountering them…”

Dr. Jeorg Henni
Keynote, 12th Conference on New Biologies

The Rider

“Travelers without a destination; home is the horizon.”

Anonymous

Ketzalkotal

When Wastelanders huddle around a radlamp on a crisp variegated night the conversation invariably turns to the tall tales of the Wastes. Prominent among these are the colorful stories of fantastical creatures that are said to dwell deep in canyons and radpits, away from prying eyes, ravenously hungry for both human and sauroid alike. Of course none of them have ever seen these beasts themselves, but they swear up and down that they’ve met someone at a bar or rode with someone who had ridden with someone who had seen one of these beasts in the flesh.

To kick off this series, let’s take a quick look at one of the best known denizens of this bestiary: Ketzalkotal.

Wastelanders tell of an immense and elusive sidewinder down south in a particularly barren and crystal-covered strip of canyons that separates the Yucatan jungle and the Wastes. Dubbed Ketzalkotal it has been said that the great feathered serpent swallows full grown men whole and takes down mighty terranosaurs with lightning strikes of its plumed head that easily pluck off arms, legs, and heads from even the largest predator. Some think it has telepathic abilities, a sort of “spider sense”, that tracks its prey from miles away, yet as no other serpent has ever shown such abilities most think it’s just part of the myth.

As one might expect, Ketzalkotal has become an object of cult adoration among the nomadic peoples that straddle the Eq. While seen by outsiders as a largely destructive, malevolent entity, the followers of the feathered serpent see it as a sort of guardian spirit keeping the influence and chaos of the Eqs out of their lives.

Is Ketzalkotal real? Is it one serpent or many? Is it a convenient explanation for why people and radiosaurs disappear in the lawless borderline between NorthEq and SouthEq? Uncertainty has in no way stemmed the tide of ambitious hunters who head south looking to make a name for themselves by bringing in the great feathered serpent – or at least its head. Many come back swearing they’re seen it – many never come back at all.

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