anderson_builder
ALIEN Mechamorph
In the glittering dark of the galaxy there spins a worthless remote planet. Its inhospitable craggy surface only matched by the poison in its air. Above, orbits a silent corporate branded haven. The Vitruvius Space Station.
Inside, a lone technician stares in horror at the bank of security screens. A facade of life lurks in a distant hallway, silently waiting. Unnervingly still, it calculates its next opening to strike.
Long had the Weyland-Yutani Corporation tried and failed to manipulate the bio engineering practices of the xenomorph species. Long had they known failure.
However, another idea of malicious obsession arose. The company already had a sizable investment in synthetic androids to maintain authority on stations, ships, and colonies. Perhaps if the creatures’ behavior is what led to such prior loss of containment, a ground up rebuild would be necessary.
Building the prototype was relatively simple. The organic brain scanned and copied. The duplicate manufactured and tweaked to respond to company programming. Nurture would supplant nature.
What they had not known, is that in the digital sequencing, the strange Chemical A0-3959X.91 would be included within the synthetic genome. What they had not noticed, was the slow and methodical corruption of their next ‘perfect’ experiment.
The black goo had transcended organics. A self evolving and degenerating sentience within the machine. A virus. The reversion back to mimicry of its base animal instincts took little time. For the science crew, loss of control was all the quicker.
Out of the maddening quiet comes a shrieking din. A proximity alarm. A new ship prepares its docking harness. The cybernetic creature stirs for the first time in what feels like an eternity. Its mechanical frame shudders as it begins the hunt for its next kill.
Inspired by a weekend rewatch of all the alien movies and finally seeing ALIEN: Romulus
ALIEN Mechamorph
In the glittering dark of the galaxy there spins a worthless remote planet. Its inhospitable craggy surface only matched by the poison in its air. Above, orbits a silent corporate branded haven. The Vitruvius Space Station.
Inside, a lone technician stares in horror at the bank of security screens. A facade of life lurks in a distant hallway, silently waiting. Unnervingly still, it calculates its next opening to strike.
Long had the Weyland-Yutani Corporation tried and failed to manipulate the bio engineering practices of the xenomorph species. Long had they known failure.
However, another idea of malicious obsession arose. The company already had a sizable investment in synthetic androids to maintain authority on stations, ships, and colonies. Perhaps if the creatures’ behavior is what led to such prior loss of containment, a ground up rebuild would be necessary.
Building the prototype was relatively simple. The organic brain scanned and copied. The duplicate manufactured and tweaked to respond to company programming. Nurture would supplant nature.
What they had not known, is that in the digital sequencing, the strange Chemical A0-3959X.91 would be included within the synthetic genome. What they had not noticed, was the slow and methodical corruption of their next ‘perfect’ experiment.
The black goo had transcended organics. A self evolving and degenerating sentience within the machine. A virus. The reversion back to mimicry of its base animal instincts took little time. For the science crew, loss of control was all the quicker.
Out of the maddening quiet comes a shrieking din. A proximity alarm. A new ship prepares its docking harness. The cybernetic creature stirs for the first time in what feels like an eternity. Its mechanical frame shudders as it begins the hunt for its next kill.
Inspired by a weekend rewatch of all the alien movies and finally seeing ALIEN: Romulus