(wanted to refamiliarize myself with the site before writing the story so here’s a filler piece.)
As Director Johnson attempted to cope and stabilize his sanity something was occurring in the background. A light from a series of lights was lit. Orange.
The council save for Director Johnson had been assembled. A light in the center of the table glowed ominously orange. “Begin debriefing.” Acting director Ayo vocalized.
The orange light blinked on and off as if to accent the words being spoken. “As requested the Predictive Analytic Machine is now alerting the directors of the potential for an Act of Betrayal that could lead to the utter destruction of the institute. This unit believes that an event today will raise this likelihood beyond the acceptable threshold to a rough total of fifty percent.”
“Why fifty?” Clayton Holdren asked in a surprised tone. If someone was going to go that far, wouldn’t it be a higher likelihood?
“There is a ninety nine point six five repeating chance that the decision will be left up to a coin flip by the individual in question.”
“Always thought he’d betray us.” Ayo adds gruffly.
“Well now that we’ve been made aware of this, it’s entirely possible whatever we do now could contribute to this rise…” Alen Binet added worried that this may be a self-fulfilling prophecy.
“Whing all you want. Im pushing Orange Protocol.” Acting Director Ayo added calling for a vote.
“Pam. Run me the likelihood these odds will go back down to acceptable parameters after today.” Madison Li inquired.
“One moment please. . .” As this was said the head of Pam emerged from the console in the FEV labs between the genesis tanks. The tanks bubbled slightly and each of the fluffies in the genesis chambers eyes opened and bubbles exited their throats from muffled scree’s.
Meanwhile synth storage was accessed. It was voted that inactive synths could be used periodically for processing power when required and PAM required quite a bit to peer into the future. First the failed fluffy iterations were accessed, when not enough then the fluffy iterations were accessed. Even if these units were burnt out they could still clone and copy the corpse.
“More processing power needed…” Pam added as a low howl began to build from Gen 3 synth storage. These were accessed first as they had the best computational ability and were not needed for potential military purposes. After two minutes a conclusion was reached and the unheard screaming save for two very confused technicians had come to an end and the synths returned to their slumber.
“Likelihood eighty nine percent that it will revert to acceptable parameters after today. It is ninety nine percent likely that it will reduce to ten percent above desired margins until the Director can receive closure. After which it has a ninety percent chance of returning to acceptable margins."
The directors save for Ayo nodded to each other and voted down Orange Protocols. “I think a marginal Increase of security measures and temporary suspension of Johnsons credentials for accessing vital systems and self-destruct should suffice.” Li added and the rest voted with Ayo abstaining out of spite. “Motion passed. This meeting is adjured.”
“Fools…” Ayo grumbled under his breath as he left. It was his job to ensure security and they weren’t listening to him. He couldn’t let them stop him.
As they left the room the light slowly strobed between orange and Black. None would be at a location to see the signal until it was too late.
“And su dah die am cast…”Omega mouthed from their tank as pam focused their eye on this.
It was unfortunate that no one thought to ask ‘Closure on/for what?’
