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This article contains information that is updated for the latest Experimental Version of Subnautica. Players using stable mode may find this information inaccurate.

Data Downloads are downloadable logs from both the survivors of the Degasi, a ship that crashed before the Aurora in Subnautica, and the Aurora survivors. They also include public documents and Aurora logs from inside the ship, and Precursor data downloads. They are visible on the "Data Downloads" section of the encyclopedia of your PDA. Be wary that these logs can be changed during the development of the game.

Alterra Search & Rescue MissionEdit

Search & Rescue: Bart TorgalEdit

Auxiliary Search & Rescue Target: Bart Torgal
Position: Vice President of Torgal Corp.
Status: Lost in space, Ariadne Arm
Age at time of disappearance: 19

- The only child of Paul Torgal
- Beneficiary of enhanced learning techniques and cerebral implants
- Digi-trained in advanced biochemistry and stellar economics
- Emissary Khasar reports Bart was accompanying his father to a newly constructed space station where he was to serve a five year term as Chief Operating Officer

Search & Rescue: Marguerit MaidaEdit

Auxiliary Search & Rescue Target: Marguerit Maida
Position: Security Personnel
Status: Lost in space, Ariadne Arm
Age at time of disappearance: 42

- Freelance mercenary, born in the Mongolian States
- Experienced in ship-to-ship and close quarters combat techniques
- Tours of duty with the Mongolian Defense Force and the Trans-System Federation
- Dishonorably discharged from the TSF 15 years ago for going off mission (details classified)
- Emissary Khasar reports Maida was hired to accompany Paul Torgal onboard the Degasi into uncharted space, and defend the ship in case of pirate assault

Search & Rescue: Paul TorgalEdit

Auxiliary Search & Rescue: Paul Torgal
Position: CEO of Torgal Corp, Captain of the 'Degasi'
Status: Lost in space, Ariadne Arm
Age at time of disappearance: 79

Paul Torgal and his crew fell out of contact with Mongolian authorities close to a decade ago. The Torgals were a resourceful and powerful clan, and the ship was well-equipped, so their survival is considered likely; however multiple vessels passing through the system have since attempted to trace the ship to no effect. It is hoped the Aurora's superior scanning suite can do better.

- Made majority shareholder in Torgal Corp. by his mother upon her retirement
- Interaction with Alterra limited to infrequent chartered munitions deliveries
- Beneficiary of life extension technologies
- Accompanied by his only child, Bart Torgal (19), heir to the Torgal Corporation
- Emissary Khasar reports Torgal frequently traveled with fewer than the recommended skeleton crew
- Inadequate systems maintenance may account for the ship's disappearance

Alterra Citizen TestimonialsEdit

Frank told us this: 'I hear there are worlds out there where kids still learn from books. They go into a classroom every day, they memorize things, then later they have to write those things down again in controlled environments. Or worlds where everyone's supposed to be an artist! What use is learning to draw to someone who's going to work in human resources? On Alterra worlds, psychometric testing and specialized digi-training makes the most of everyone's talents.'

Max Zoinkoff: 'I started out in marketing for Alterra Survival Systems. It was good work, but I thought I could do better. I set up my own company, developing bespoke code for the Seamoth submersible. I sold up to Alterra ten years ago. Now I'm on the board of directors, and I haven't looked back.'

George said, 'An average day for me starts at 10am. I live in a controlled habitat on Terra 17, so everything I need is less than five minutes away. I'm a naturally empathetic person, so I took work as a companion. I spend my days visiting clients, talking with them, learning about them, paying them the attention that everyone needs and deserves, and like most people on Alterra worlds I'm lucky enough to earn a living doing things I enjoy.'

Kaz says, 'We're lucky. We're free. We have jobs. There are trans-govs out there that do everything with robots, you know?'

Jamie had this to say: 'I design artificial worlds, including some of the most popular factory defaults. To do what I do you need to know what people really want. They want excitement, adventure, new experiences, to be whoever they want to be. My job is to make that happen. There are people who say we spend too much time escaping our lives and not enough time making them better. Those people are usually from outside of Alterra space.'

Trans-Gov Profile: Mongolian Independent StatesEdit

When the hostilities of the Expansion ceased, the tactical value of a number of hard-to-reach colony systems on the outer rim of the China Territories plummeted. Recouping from the war, the central government left them to starve. The systems in question declared independence, claiming their infrastructure as their own, and their intent to become self-sufficient.

Today the Mongolian States is seen as a relatively minor power on the outskirts of colonized space, yet it remains one of the fastest expanding trans-govs in the galaxy. There is little centralized control. In times of war, a defense force can be raised between the chief officers of the major planetary corporations.

Mongolian societies inherited their technologies from the Chinese, but incorporated the customs of their multicultural colonist base. Non-synthetic foods remain popular. Religion is a strong component of society, but the Mongolians take a relaxed view of competing faiths, believing gods to be universally flawed, and equally defensible.

Aurora Scanner Room Voice LogEdit

KEEN: The way I see it no one's to blame here.
CREW 1: She gave me the wrong co-ordinates!
CREW 2: He didn't give me clear instruction!
KEEN: Okay, I'll rephrase: you've been equally incompetent. Now, we've lost time, but we're closer to the planet, so if the Degasi's out there the scan should pick it up.
CREW 2: Why are we even helping the Mongolians? Aren't they the competition?
KEEN: Enjoy your shore leave on Sanjei Station? Like having fuel in the tanks? Thank the Mongolians. We run the scans, we show the Mongols we didn't find anything, and we say thanks for the free dinner. Clear?
CREW 1: Sir, there's something odd on the surface scan here.
KEEN: Turn that recorder off!

UnificationismEdit

Religion has been scorned throughout space-faring history, but it has survived. By combining ancient meditative practices with the foresight of modern science, unificationist pantheism was born.

Determinism teaches us that what has always been, always will be. The future is already decided, and free will is a myth. Gone are the days of casting guilt and original sin on all. Today we understand that we are born innocent, into lives we are not responsible for; we are atoms vibrating in the energy winds of space. Understanding that what we do has no meaning but for ourselves; and understanding that we are just as much a causal part of the universe as the universe is a causal part of us; we can understand that we give meaning to the universe and the universe gives meaning to us. We are people. But we are also gods.

If we are gods, why do we feel imperfect? If there is no authority but our own, why do people keep telling us what to do?

Unificationism has the answer. 300 credits for the opening seminar.

VR Suite LogEdit

Loading program: DesertIslandDrama.vrat
Size: 3 players
Resources: Normal
Spawning players on beach.
Player 1 has been washed away by an unusually high tide.
Player 2 has traded a coconut with player 3 for 10 credits.
Player 3 has planted a coconut.
Players are getting hungry.
Player 3 has grown a coconut tree.
Player 3 has eaten a coconut. Player 3 is no longer hungry.
Player 3 has traded a coconut with player 2 for 30 credits.
Player 2 has eaten a coconut but is still hungry.
Player 3 has traded a coconut with player 2 in exchange for building a tent.
Player 3 is sleeping inside their tent.
Player 2 is cold.
Night falls.
A passing ship is offering trading.
Player 2 has traded 30 credits for a musket.
Player 3 has been shot twice in the head while sleeping.
Player 2 wins.
Player 2 has died of loneliness.

Alterra Alms PamphletEdit

'Charity' is an archaic concept which the realism of today's Alterrans has rendered obsolete. We understand that we are each responsible for ourselves, but the best way to get the most for ourselves is to work together with Alterra. The implication of this reasoning is clear: if someone is in need, they must find a way to be needed.

Alterra Alms is a training academy for those in need. We're not a charity, because we don't ask for handouts - we prefer to think of ourselves as a philanthropic beneficence facilitation service promoting synergy between employer and workforce.

AA operates on a lottery system. By investing any number of credits you will be entered into our prize draw. Larger investments yield higher chances of winning. Your credits will go toward training unskilled colonists in vital tasks such as maintenance and interpersonal skills. The colonists receive this training voluntarily and free of charge, on condition of a minimum contract with one of our investors on completion of their training. The joy of capitalism is that everybody wins! In the unlikely event we are unable to complete training that colonist is released without charge or contract back out into the world!

The CharterEdit

Definitions:
Trans-gov - An independent authority in de facto control of at least one solar system and phasegate.
Citizen - A person who consents, consciously or implicitly, to the authority of a recognized trans-gov.
The Charter - The full legal contract agreed upon by 37 separate trans-govs, and summarized herein.
The Trans-System Federation (TSF)- Military police charged with enforcing the terms of the Charter; independent of, but funded by, the trans-govs.
Trans-System Phasegate - Any permanent installation which enables warping of spacefaring vessels between solar systems.

Trans-gov Principles:
1. Each trans-gov is to have an equal right to the most extensive basic liberty compatible with a similar liberty for others.
a. Each trans-gov has the right to own phasegates and planetary infrastructure
b. Each trans-gov has an obligation to share phasegate access with other trans-govs on equal terms
c. Each trans-gov has an obligation to financially maintain and comply with the TSF

2. Each trans-gov has the right to self-government, subject to the restrictions laid out below.
a. No trans-gov may develop weapons and technologies outlawed in appendix 91
b. No trans-gov shall engage in population abuse

Torgal Corp.Edit

Torgal Corporation is a long-standing, family-run business that operates almost a dozen mining and trading operations. The company share price hit an all time high on the announcement by a cabal of Mongolian interests of their intention to construct a new phasegate utilizing Torgal materials. These plans were put on hold when Bart Torgal, the intended leader of the new mining operation, disappeared along with his father.

Join Alterra's Board of DirectorsEdit

It's not about money. That's what every director on Alterra's board has told me - and I believe them. Profitability is just a temporary measure: power and status are the real goals.

Make enough profit for Alterra Corp. and you'll be recognized by the most powerful businesspeople in the universe. Establish a company that obliterates the competition and - after compulsory buyout - you can be promoted to the Board of Directors.

Perks include:
- Travel: Free use of company phasegates
- Entourage: Personal assistants for every facet of your life
- Longevity: automatic organ replacement
- Alterra: Get what you deserve

Surveillance Log, Leisure Deck #2Edit

[Suspicious key word 'religious' detected. Beginning automated recording.]
KHASAR: You Alterrans, you think you have it all. But in the Mongolian States we have the freedom to work for ourselves.
CREW: Hey, most of us are contractors! Jo owns her own company!
KHASAR: Whose ship are you living on right now? Yours, or Alterra's?
CREW: You'd do well to remember whose ship you're on, Mongol.
KHASAR: I'd say this ship belongs to all people. We're all part of the same system, the only difference between us is where we choose to draw lines.
CREW: Religious nonsense. You guys are nothing but a cabal of cowboy corporations fighting over rocks on the far reaches of space.

Surveillance Log, Leisure Deck #3Edit

PASSENGER 1: I just came onboard. I was visiting my daughter. She married a Mongolian, now they're with one of those awful mining operations.
PASSENGER 2: I've been onboard since Alterra space. My institute paid for the full journey as a research initiative.
PASSENGER 3: I'm just here for the experience. You can do all the VR you like, nothing compares with the real thing.
PASSENGER 1: You mean you're here, for fun? For 18 months? Are you crazy?
PASSENGER 3: What's crazy?
PASSENGER 1: You're paying to stare at empty space.
PASSENGER 3: That's not what I'm paying for. I'm paying for the adventure.
PASSENGER 1: What adventure?!
PASSENGER 3: The sort of adventure money can't buy. Life. This. Discovery.
PASSENGER 1: I'd rather discover the Martian Beach Resorts myself.

Profitability ProjectionsEdit

Two choices: A) Carry on working long-haul missions on the outer reaches of space; B) Come up with a profitable business, sell out to Alterra, live happily ever after.

I choose B. Ideas:

- A robot that builds other robots (don't they have those already?)
- A water filtration system that has infinite battery life (solar power? body heat? do suns last forever? check this)
- A phasegate that can be built by self-repairing robots instead of poor lonely humans on an 18 month mission (what happens when something goes wrong?)
- A VR program that precisely simulates real life down to the finest detail (how do I know they didn't already invent it and we're inside it right now? wouldn't want an intellectual property challenge...)
- A gun that shoots other, smaller guns (can't see any real objections to this one)

Aurora SurvivorsEdit

Lifepod 2 CTO Yu's Voicelog (T+2min)Edit

CTO: Flotation devices have failed!
TECHNICIAN: We're flooding, we should evacuate!
CTO: Wait, I can reconfigure the O2 system to act as a bilge!
TECHNICIAN: It's working!
 *Crash*
CTO: OK, good news: we're alive, and we've stopped sinking.
TECHNICIAN: Bad?
CTO: The O2's going to run out in 30 minutes and we're 500 meters down.
TECHNICIAN: What do we do?
CTO: We run the math.
TECHNICIAN: *Spluttering* I don't want to pressure you, but my feet aren't touching the floor anymore.
CTO: OK, OK, I think I can cobble together a rebreather. We can take a dive reel and chart our way out of this chasm and back to the surface.
TECHNICIAN: What if it's still too far?
CTO: Then we salvage what we can from the area and think of something else, and we keep doing that until it's not too far, or the alien fish finally learn we're edible.

Lifepod 12 Crew LogEdit

This is medical officer Danby in Lifepod 12, I'm breaking atmosphere at high velocity, planetfall in 20 seconds! *Explosion* Taking fire! Going into a spin! Attempting- *Static*

Lifepod 14´7 Crew LogEdit

PDA: Situational analysis complete. Communications relay offline.
ALTERRA CREW 1: Damn it! How are we going to find the others without a rendezvous signal?
ALTERRA CREW 2: We have a compass bearing on where the other pods went down.
ALTERRA CREW 1: You want to just swim for it?!
ALTERRA CREW 2: If there's any rescue coming, it might years away. I see a seaglide outside the hatch. If we can fix it up we can get to the others and salvage the materials we need to build a permanent habitat. We're a few rooms away from relative luxury. I'm going out there to see what I can find.

Lifepod 13 Emissary's VoicelogEdit

00:00 Lifepod systems online.
00:03 Passenger 07 'Emissary Jochi Khasar' has boarded the lifepod.
00:07 Lifepod launch sequence initiated.
00:15 Lifepod detached from Aurora OK.

00:17 Onboard microphones recording: 'My creators, the cherishers and sustainers of worlds, give me this day my daily goods, and allow me my pleasures, as I allow those who seek pleasures from me.'

00:33 Entering planetary atmosphere.
00:35 External temperature approaching critical levels.

00:37 'Show me the path, in Life, Truth, and Love, in Substance, Principle and Mind. For mine is the power, I am the one. For ever and ever, on and off and on again.'

01:02 Exterior hull damage sustained.
01:05 Life support systems failed.
01:06 Impact imminent.

01:07 'Life is a game, which the universe plays with itself. I am done pretending to be merely this bundle of flesh. I am ready to play for a different side.

Lifepod 7 Crew LogEdit

Lifepod made planetfall intact approximately one hour ago. Environmental instruments were knocked offline when the Aurora's seamoth bay collapsed around me. With my face pressed to the glass I can make out shadows shifting about in the water below me. Every so often the pod is rocked by some kind of collision. I can't tell whether the pod is bumping up against the rocks, or if there is something out there that's trying to get in. Either way the hull is beginning to buckle.

I can see what's left of the Aurora from the top hatch. We were carrying anything and everything we might need to complete the phasegate: mobile vehicle bays, bioreactors, propulsion cannons... I'm going to go out there and scavenge whatever I can find, see if I can reinforce the lifepod hull.

Lifepod 6 Crew LogEdit

I've tried everything. If this fabricator were working I'd be watching the sun set from the armchair in my private observatory by now. As it is I can barely manufacture the most basic of materials with this thing. Want a battery? Here, have a children's toy! Need deep sea diving equipment? Have some lab equipment! Hungry? Let me turn that fruit into dust for you!

My theory is the situational analysis circuits are fried.

I'm going forward with trial and error. I hit every button on this list, it's got to make something useful eventually.

Officer Keen's Emergency Recording (T-1min)Edit

CAPTAIN: Keen! This is Aurora, come in!
KEEN: I hear you, Captain!
CAPTAIN: The computer has identified a landmass at the attached coordinates! I want you to regroup the crew there!
KEEN: Understood, but-
CAPTAIN: They're your responsibility now, don't let them down!
KEEN: Captain, you need to evacuate!
 *Explosion aboard the Aurora*
KEEN: Captain?!

Lifepod 19 Officer Keen's Crew LogEdit

To all crew - If you are reading this then you have followed the automatic distress signal broadcast by this lifepod's onboard computer, contrary to protocol. I am forced to evacuate. Your orders are to disregard my safety and attempt to reach the designated rendezvous co-ordinates at the nearest landmass. I hope to see you there.

- Second Officer Keen

Lifepod 3 Crew Log #1Edit

ALTERRA CREW: Ma'am, I need you to stay calm. We're not in immediate danger.
AURORA PASSENGER: Where are the rescue teams?!
ALTERRA CREW: The ship didn't make it.
AURORA PASSENGER: So where are the rescue teams?!
ALTERRA CREW: They're dead, ma'am. We have the rendezvous coordinates, but the route there is heavily irradiated from the crashsite, and we only have one rad suit.
AURORA PASSENGER: So what are you going to do?!
ALTERRA CREW: If I take the suit, perhaps I can find a lead-source in the area, come back and fabricate a second suit for you, then we swim for the rendezvous.
AURORA PASSENGER: How do I know you'll not just save yourself? Give me the suit, I'll go.
ALTERRA CREW: Do you know how to properly equip-
AURORA PASSENGER: I said I'll go!

Lifepod 3 Crew Log #2Edit

ALTERRA CREW: I never should have let her leave with that rad suit. By now she's either swum to dry land, or drowned trying. Meanwhile the air filters aren't keeping up with the hull breach, radiation levels in the pod are rising. I won't last much longer without meds. This would be the time to take the easy way out, if all the options on the table weren't equally horrific.
 *Hatch opens*
AURORA PASSENGER: Help me!
ALTERRA CREW: What happened?!
AURORA PASSENGER: *Coughing* I tried to make it to the rendezvous, but I *cough* started feeling sick. Barely made it back.
ALTERRA CREW: This is important, did the suit breach? Are you contaminated?
AURORA PASSENGER: No! I don't know what's wrong.
ALTERRA CREW: Did you set the air levels right?
AURORA PASSENGER: Yes.
 *Sound of scanner*
ALTERRA CREW: Did you remember to do up the zipper?
AURORA PASSENGER: What zipper?
ALTERRA CREW: Your radiation levels shouldn't be this high. Ma'am, you've been exposed to... Ma'am? Ma'am, wake up!
AURORA PASSENGER: If you make it off this planet, please don't tell people I died *cough* because I couldn't dress myself.
SCANNER: Lifesigns flat-lined.
ALTERRA CREW: Your secret's safe with me. I don't expect to make it off this planet.

Lifepod 4 Captains LogEdit

This code is not in game, yet. The code is not working.

Door code : 1903

Aurora DataEdit

CodesEdit

Essential Life ThingsEdit

18.06 - Kim's birthday
22.11 - My birthday
40 - Weeks still before we get home
400 - Weeks it feels like before we get home
Lots - Credits I'm doing this for
1454 - Cargo bay code

Sweet OfferEdit

From: Huggins
To: Wilson

You're telling me during these last 13 months you never took a ride on the outside? Well now you've got yourself an insider in robotics. We've plain got nothing to do until we get starside and start work on the gate. You want to get hands on with a mech and taste the stars you've only got to say. I've got a righteous P.R.A.W.N. suit here with your name on it. You don't know what power feels like until you've crushed an asteroid with your bare, heavily mechanically-augmented hands. If you're up for it come by my living quarters. Code is 1869.

Non-essential Systems Maintenance LogsEdit

Robotics bay (access code 6666) parts sweep - Completed
Standard corridor routines - Completed
Public conveniences check - Delayed for ongoing use
Deck A lifepods maintenance check - Commenced

Robotics Bay SecurityEdit

From: CTO Yu
To: Technician Hinkle

You're such a corporate stooge, Hinkle, live a little! No matter what access codes we put on the robotics bay, the guys are still going to find a way to joyride the mechs. So if the second officer says we've got to change the codes, I'm just saying let's change them to something we won't all forget.

How about 6666. The guys will like that.

Lab AccessEdit

If you need to tweak your equipment please use the mod station in the forward section, or retrieve preconfigured equipment from the lab next door to the data coil. The door code is 6483.

Alterra Launches the AuroraEdit

PHASEGATE ANNOUNCED FOR THE ARIADNE ARM: ALTERRA LAUNCHES THE AURORA

The furthest reaches of inhabited space are due to expand, as Alterra Corp launches a newly-constructed capital ship, carrying a phasegate bound for the Ariadne Arm.

The Aurora will travel from spacedock on the edge of Alterra space, making hundreds of consecutive phasegate jumps through nine different trans-gov authorities, and arrive on the far side of the Ariadne Arm in three months' time. From there the command crew will pilot the ship beyond the final phasegate, arriving in the next solar system approximately 18 months later.

There the elite team of engineers will begin a 6 month construction project on the new phasegate, a multi-trillion credit investment. In the absence of existing infrastructure in the region, the vessel is equipped with advanced thermal and nuclear power facilities.

Alterra Corp. currently operates 9% of all phasegates in the galaxy. If the Aurora's mission is successful Alterra will have outmaneuvered a cabal of Mongolian corporations, operating a range of outposts and mines in the region.

Aurora Engineering Drone - User LogEdit

[Exiting sleep mode. Loading voice recognition.]
Berkeley: 'Drone, retrieve propulsion cannon.'
[Repulsion cannon retrieved]
CTO: 'Hey! Berkeley! If you plug those wires in with that repulsion cannon you're going to depressurize the cargo bay.'
Berkeley: 'Damnit. Drone, I said PRO-pulsion, not RE-pulsion.'
[Repulsion cannon retrieved]
Berkeley: 'Drone, recalibrate external sensors!'
CTO: 'The sensors are fine. I made some tweaks to the language interface. Try treating it like a regular crewmember.'
[Sensors recalibrated]
Berkeley: 'Drone, you suck. I know it's not your fault, but please take this thing off me, and bring me back a propulsion cannon. Thanks for your time.'
[Retrieved propulsion cannon]
Berkeley: 'Thank you. Now go away.'
[Entering hibernation mode]
Berkeley: 'Are these tweaks a productive use of your expertise?'
CTO: 'They keep me busy 'til we get starside.'

Aurora Black Box DataEdit

Initiated slingshot maneuver around planet 4546B
WARNING: High velocity energy pulse launched from planet surface
Emergency distress signal sent to Alterra listening buoy
Impact detected. Drive core shield compromised
Lifepod bays on starboard side compromised
Emergency evacuation initiated
Aurora entering planetary atmosphere
Massive impact registered, main networks offline

Post-Analysis:
- The energy pulse matched no known planetary defense technologies
- Pulse's site of origin has been calculated and downloaded
- Distress signal broadcast successfully
- Alterra reply received at T+8hrs to [High priority terminal in Captain's Cabin, Living Quarters]

Aurora Auxiliary Mission OrdersEdit

- Search & Rescue
- Crew of the Mongolian vessel 'Degasi'
- Ariadne Arm
- Contact: Emissary Jochi Khasar, Aurora Passenger Quarters, Room 4

Mission brief:
A Mongolian vessel, the 'Degasi', disappeared almost a decade ago. Corporate insurance has purchased passage aboard the Aurora for Emissary Khasar, and your orders are to afford them every reasonable facility to locate and, if appropriate, retrieve the Degasi crewmembers, without compromising the primary mission.

The Aurora is due to perform a gravity slingshot maneuver around planet 4546B approximately 13 months post-launch. This will bring the ship within range of the Degasi's last known position.

Degasi crew manifesto has been distributed to senior employees in a separate data package.

Trans-Gov Profile: Alterra Corp.Edit

- One of largest suppliers of spacefaring technologies and consumer electronics in the federation
- The official supplier of the TSF
- Consistently ranked amongst the Galaxy's best employers
- Began life as a defense manufacturer in the mid-22nd century
- National Motto/Slogan: 'Get what you deserve'

Although most trans-govs can trace their roots back to earth, Alterra - literally meaning 'by earth' - is the only one brazen enough to take its name.

During the Expansion, Alterra supplied arms to all sides, acquiring and housing a vast colonist workforce, and making the transition from manufacturer to state. The corporation's threat to cease trade was one of the turning points in the conflict, bringing about the end of hostilities and the signing of the Charter.

Alterra holds the monopoly within its own borders. Free enterprise is encouraged; but competition is tight, all goods exported offworld must be Alterra branded, and profitable businesses are bought out by the state, owners ascending to the Alterra Board of Directors. Well-known Alterra technologies such as the Cyclops submersible originated with such private enterprise.

Despite superficial similarities to national governments, the corporation's lawyers have always maintained that it has no legal obligation to its 'employees', but voluntarily elects to take on the roles usually served by a democratically elected government. This claim has not yet been tested in Federation courts.

Responsible Autonomous RelationshipsEdit

Foreword, by Robin Eklund

All the good things in life are commodities. We trade love just as we buy and sell stock. We engage in human relationships when there is a fair exchange of value - be that support, motivation, challenge, learning - nothing good is ever for free.

If every physical good in the galaxy came from a single supplier, that would constitute a dangerous monopoly. Personal relationships are the same: it is important for people to get what they need from multiple sources. Further, if someone finds a better source of the goods they require, they should be free to add it to or replace their existing supplier.

If one member of a relationship should feel threatened or jealous, they must look at their own business model and ask whether it is performing competitively. There is always room for improvement.

Relationship Contract Legal RecordingEdit

WILSON: Listen, I know I don't have the right to make demands of you, but I need you to understand that I want to change our relationship.
HUGGINS: I hear what you're saying and I will try to respect it. How would you like to change it?
WILSON: I would like to reduce our contact hours.
HUGGINS: How much further can we do that?
WILSON: To zero.
HUGGINS: You're dumping me?!
WILSON: I'm changing the terms of our relationship.
HUGGINS: Is it still a relationship if we don't see each other?
WILSON: Of a kind. You have so many expectations.
HUGGINS: I feel you just want to spend more time with those guys on the leisure deck.
WILSON: I feel hostility in what you're saying, and that jealousy is a possessive emotion. Why can't you be happy for me?
HUGGINS: I am happy for you, and I'm happy for the guys on leisure deck. I'm just not happy for me.
WILSON: This is why I want to change our relationship.

Surveillance Log, Forward GalleyEdit

[Suspicious key word 'de-restricted' detected. Beginning automated recording.]
SUPPORT CREW: You picked that up when we docked with the Mongolian mining station? How much was it?
TRADER: 3,000 credits.
SUPPORT CREW: Including the extras?
TRADER: *Whispers* And a counterfeit operator's license.
SUPPORT CREW: No way the Mongolians gave up a de-restricted battery charger for just 3,000.
TRADER: It's called negotiation. You should have learnt it in school.
SUPPORT CREW: Didn't move to Alterra 'til I was 16, negotiation class is younger.
PASSENGER: It looks like the Alterra charger I have at home.
TRADER: Does your charger have these ridges on the side? Ridges means no Alterra restrictions.
SUPPORT CREW: I heard the Alterra model's more reliable. Looks better, too.

Lifepod Tracking DataEdit

Lifepods 1 - 27 launched OK at time
T+0hrs prior to Aurora planetfall
Lifepod survival rate: 40% approximate
Emergency bouncebacks received from 7 lifepods on planet surface
Human lifesigns detected over long range at T+8hrs: 1
Personnel unaccounted for: Non-Essential
Systems Maintenance Chief Ryley
Continuing to monitor
Monitoring equipment failed at T+9hrs

Alterra HQ - Last Recorded TransmissionsEdit

Aurora long-range communications relay: OFFLINE
Average long-range transmission delay: 5 hours Displaying last recorded transmissions...

AURORA [T-6mins]: This is an emergency distress call. Aurora is on collision course with planet. Sending all available environmental data. Please find survival solution.

ALTERRA HQ [T+8hrs]: To any survivors of the starship Aurora: if you're hearing this, we will do everything in our power to get you home. A rescue mission would take years to reach you out there, but we think we've got a better solution.

ALTERRA HQ [T+8hrs]: We received your environmental data, and we've sent you a blueprint for a specially-designed ship we think will be capable of breaking orbit and getting you back to the nearest phasegate. We calculate that you can find the requisite materials in situ. We'll be sure to- *Static*

[T+8hrs]: Communications relay OFFLINE

Degasi SurvivorsEdit

Bart Torgal's LogsEdit

Bart Torgal's Log #1 - This WorldEdit

We've been living in this habitat a month now. I thought it might get claustrophobic. Father feels it is. He'd tell me it was childish, but I stare out the window and sometimes I think how lucky I am to see this planet up close.

Back on the island I wouldn't have believed the creatures that live down here. Marguerit has been bringing back the wildest specimens you could imagine. The fish down here, they GLOW. There's one that's 90% eyeball. Snakes the length of a whole corridor section.

OK, 99% of the plantlife is toxic, I learned that the hard way, but I've managed to coax some land plants into growing indoors, and when they don't cover it... well, we eat the live specimens. It creeps me out, but it's survival.

I've been attempting to document my findings. Father says we need to learn how to take advantage of the ecosystem if we're going to survive. To be honest I'm just doing it because I enjoy it. It's not easy without a proper lab and equipment, but the old fashioned way - observing, taking notes, testing theories - reveals things a spectroscopic analysis never would.

Lately I've been watching the sea snakes that live in the purple mushrooms that grow down here. They ambush their prey as it tries to feed on the mushroom. What they don't consume settles on the seabed, which fertilizes the mushrooms, which feed the herbivores, and the chain continues. Co-evolution just blows my mind.

Bart Torgal's Log #2 - Stalker TeethEdit

OK, something happened. We've been down here two months now, and we ran out of enameled glass. And Marguerit, here's what she does - she goes out to the kelp forests, armed with just a heatblade, and she goes fin to fin with a pack of stalkers. No wonder she was so interested last night to know what I'd learned about them.

Based on my wild theories about alien behaviour, she hand-fed an alien shark. She came home with a fresh cut on her forearm, didn't say anything about it of course, but I'd guess it took a couple of tries. She says once they're fed they're harmless. She brought home all the teeth we need.

On one hand, that is the most badass thing I ever heard, and now I'm sitting in this observatory watching biters tap harmlessly at the glass. On the other hand, how many of those incredible creatures did she have to kill just to tame one? What effects are we having on the ecosystem here?

If only we had an alien containment unit. I would kill to study these lifeforms in more detail.

Bart Torgal's Log #3 - What's left?Edit

I messed up. Badly this time. It's been two days since what happened. We never should have left this island. I shouldn't have listened to them. We shouldn't have gone so deep. We're not wanted down there. They don't trust us. I knew it and I didn't say. I could see it, and they couldn't, and now they're stuck down there, and I'm up here, alone. I deserve this.

Paul Torgal's LogsEdit

Paul Torgal's Log #1 - MaroonedEdit

Captain's log, five weeks since our ship, the Degasi, was shot down. I give thanks that fate saw fit to spare my son, Bart, and I from death, but my personal entourage were not so destined. The only other survivor was Marguerit Maida, a cut-price mercenary with local expertise who I reluctantly commissioned for the journey.

We spent days in the lifepods, rain beating on the roof, nothing but ocean on the horizon. Just as we were losing hope the weather cleared and we saw this island, this floating oasis. We were saved.

We salvaged the Degasi wreck down to its barebones and built this habitat from the scrap. I set Bart to studying the alien plantlife and arranging us a stable source of food, put that expensive digi-training to good use. People can question digi-training and foreign technology all they like. Bart's bio-chem imprint already paid for itself. As I dictate this I'm eating hydroponically-grown potato salad garnished, with seeds that taste like spicy orange peel.

Our only problem is Maida. I've caught her muttering that the island's too small to support us indefinitely. That the weather's going to turn on us. I say she's grown superstitious. Every judgement she makes assumes things go from bad to worse, that the only forward is a fight. She ought to take in some context. As a species we've spent millenia learning how to shackle nature to our will. This planet won't cause us any new problems.

Our one task now is to stay alive, as comfortably as possible, until rescue arrives. In this part of space that could be months, or even years.

Paul Torgal's Log #2 - DilemmaEdit

You know what Maida told me today? She wants to build a habitat at 500m below sea level, a kilometer east of here. And she needs Bart and I to do it. She's got it into her head that she can save us if she just acts recklessly enough. But I've hauled starwhals to Neptune. Plasteel to the Federation... this family operates nine different mining colonies across the Ariadne Arm. Maida thinks she's better suited to lead? Her contract still says otherwise.

But. I just cannot damn tell whether it's the stupidest idea I ever heard, or my only hope. I turned 80 years old last week. I thought I had another 80 in me yet. Stuck here, there's no swapping out my liver when the old one fails. Down here, I'm mortal. Maida is useful to me.

So it's my responsibility to make a decision. Return to the island and hope whatever knocked the Degasi out of the sky won't do the same to the rescue ship, or take us deeper in search of answers. And all the while be hoping old age gets me before the seamonsters do.

I'll give Maida just one thing. She was right about these caves. There's enough lithium here to fabricate a hundred tons of plasteel. Enough for a damn FLEET of cyclops submarines. There was nothing anyone could have done to avoid crashing here, but I was right to order the detour. When we get off this planet they'll be talking about the Torgal Corp. share price on the other side of the Federation.

Paul Torgal's Log #3 - Edit

Came out of nowhere. An alien kraken, size of a cyclops. Tore a hole clear through the reinforced hull. Barely got my breather in in time. I told her. I said others would come.

I was thrown clear of the habitat, and the thing turned and bore down on me. Just as its tentacles came within grasping reach, Maida came out of nowhere. She had a seaglide in one hand, and a jagged piece of scrap metal in the other. She meant to butcher that beast, or die trying. The last I saw her she had the metal lodged in its neck and was clinging on as the monster did its best to shake her, contorting off into the darkness. I'm certain she got her wish, one way or the other.

Then I thought I saw a light, deep below me. I hoped maybe Bart had swum clear. I followed it. Now I wonder whether I saw anything at all. My oxygen is low. The habitat is gone. I can't see the sky. Something surely has the scent of my blood.

Marguerit Maida's LogEdit

Marguerit Maida's Log - Speaking FreelyEdit

These conniving, corporate, bourgeois, inbred, incompetent, self-absorbed ASSES don't have a clue! The kid's not so bad, but I swear everything that comes out of his father's idiot face is a narcissistic lie. He wants to stay here, his problem. I'm the one doing the heavy lifting. Screw the contract. Screw the bonus pay. Screw the charges. I'm going deeper.

When seamonsters are hunting you, you don't hide. You hunt the seamonsters. Then you use the bones of your enemies to build a bigger boat, and you hunt bigger monsters. Repeat until there aren't any monsters left hunting you.

I've started the prep work. The kid's got a whole pack of stalkers eating from the palm of his hand. I've started defanging them when the Torgals are sleeping, and stockpiling enamel and metal ores. I'll raid the indoor growbeds before I leave.

Degasi Voice LogsEdit

Degasi Voice Log #1 - Habitation LocationEdit

MARGUERIT: It won't work, Chief. There's nothing left of the Degasi. No building materials on this island. And my nose tells me the weather's turning. We're gonna have to get our feet wet.
PAUL: This island is safe. There are no predators. We can grow food. Why would we abandon it?
MARGUERIT: Your kid says we can't grow enough. Not without more growbeds. Speak up, kid.
BART: It's... it's true. The natural growth rates are too slow to support three of us indefinitely. Especially if the weather gets worse.
MARGUERIT: All I'm sayin' is, ocean's got us surrounded. No use hiding.
PAUL: I've made my decision. You two want to forfeit your commissions just to take a swim?
MARGUERIT: Believe me, I'm thinkin' on it.

Degasi Voice Log #2 - Storm!Edit

PAUL: Bart, I said no! Your life is worth more than your vegetable patch! I forbid you go out there in this storm.
BART: I stopped needing your permission when the ship you were captaining sunk.
PAUL: You will stop needing my permission the day I'm not your father!
MARGUERIT: Say, Chief. Chief!
PAUL: What?
MARGUERIT: Do you know how to drain those grow beds out there of 40 tons of storm water? Or how to conjure food from the air?
PAUL: Son, go deal with the plants.
CPU: Bart Torgal is no longer aboard the habitat.
PAUL: Interfere with my family again and when rescue arrives I will leave you here. You understand me?
MARGUERIT: No rescue coming, Chief. Not in time. And no stayin' here, neither. This rain keeps falling, and sooner or later this place'll be buried. Only choice we've got is whether we get buried with it.
PAUL: Stay away from my boy.

Degasi Voice Log #3 - AftermathEdit

MARGUERIT: You see, Chief? You brought us to this sodden planet. You told us we'd see a lush payday. Now what do we got, some 6 weeks later? Most of the crew dead. A pile of dirt in our front room. Rain coming in the through the windows. Food destroyed.
PAUL: I suppose you, with your extensive experience of hitting people in the face, you'd make a much better Captain.
MARGUERIT: I know I'd start by not taking unscheduled detours by alien water worlds. That's something you never want to learn the hard way.
PAUL: Let's hear it then. What's your plan?
MARGUERIT: I have a site scouted out. It's a cave, couple hundred meters down. Lots of lithium deposits. Good for building.
PAUL: How do you imagine we'd live?
MARGUERIT: I figured two water filters would keep the three of us going, we could build a bioreactor to cover the power. Chief, we'll eat seaweed salad if that's what it takes. Or you got something better?
PAUL: Send the coordinates to my PDA. I'll review your proposal.

Degasi Voice Log #4 - Pecking OrderEdit

BART: I don't understand why you're so angry about it. All I said was, it was her idea to come down here, not yours.
PAUL: Son, in life there is always a pecking order. You learn your place within it over time. In our world, money makes the hierarchy. I pay Maida a fraction of what I pay you, and you a fraction of what I pay me. I'm at the top of the pack. But one day it'll be you.
BART: If money makes the hierarchy, why is Marguerit making the decisions?
PAUL: All this expensive education and I'm still the one that has to school you. We need her. Let her think what she likes, so long as she does as she's told.
BART: What if she doesn't?
PAUL: For enough money, she will. People always do.

Degasi Voice Log #5 - Curious DiscoveryEdit

PAUL: What is that thing?
MARGUERIT: I don't know. I found it outside, in the mud.
PAUL: Part of another ship?
MARGUERIT: None I've seen.
BART: It's not even scratched.
PAUL: Don't touch it, it could be valuable!
MARGUERIT: Stand down, Chief, I'm just lookin'. If it were goin' to crumble to dust it woulda done so when I first picked it up.
PAUL: It's glowing.
BART: It's still powered.
PAUL: We're not the first people to come to this planet.
MARGUERIT: People. Maybe. Could be aliens. Could be the damn seamonsters. Just one way to find out.

Degasi Voice Log #6 - Deeper?!Edit

PAUL: We're already more than 200m below sea level! You want to go DEEPER?!
MARGUERIT: We've been here a couple months now, Chief. Look around us. I see water leaking through the hull. Water outside the hatch. Water above me, water below me. We're drowning. Real slow. If rescue arrives, whatever shot us down, it's going to do it again. And again. Until it's shut it off. You see an off switch around here, Chief?
PAUL: Why would an off switch any more likely be half a kilometer down?!
MARGUERIT: It's a hunch.
PAUL: You're mad.
MARGUERIT: I'm going. And I've an idea you two are gonna follow. If you do, be mindful: your authority stopped at sea level.

Degasi Voice Log #7 - MaladyEdit

BART: Stop it, both of you! We're sick.
MARGUERIT: What?
PAUL: How?
BART: You've been coughing, right? Feeling itchy?
MARGUERIT: Yeah.
PAUL: The suit biometrics would have warned us.
BART: It's something new.
MARGUERIT: Spit it out then, are we gonna throw up our insides, dissolve into slime, what?
BART: I don't know. If I can isolate the bacteria in our blood then I could test its effect on our live specimens.
MARGUERIT: And if it turns them inside out? You got a fix for that?
BART: Not at this time, no.
PAUL: You have my full faith, son.

Degasi Voice Log #8 - Risk TakingEdit

 *Sound of hatch closing*
CPU: Marguerit Maida has boarded the habitat.
PAUL: What are you so happy about, Maida?
MARGUERIT: Say, kid?! I brought you something.
PAUL: Is that a leviathan?!
MARGUERIT: Towed it home on the back of the sub.
BART: You KILLED it?
MARGUERIT: It's still breathing. I was about to finish the job. Pass me that hardened knife.
PAUL: Are you out of your mind?! You brought that thing HERE?! What if others come?!
MARGUERIT: You rather it got curious and came of its own accord, or got messed up and dragged here?
PAUL: When we get off this planet I am going to drag you through every court in the damn empire!

Degasi Voice Log #9 - DisasterEdit

PAUL: I have had it up to here with you risking my family's lives!
MARGUERIT: Oh stow it, Chief. The kid needs specimens for his research. I'm the one bringing 'em home.
PAUL: Bart, tell her. Tell her I'm right.
BART: You're both wrong! Marguerit, I can't find out how these creatures resist the bacteria if you kill them all, or pump them full of transfuser serums.
MARGUERIT: They don't often oblige in coming in alive, what do you expect?
PAUL: Don't speak to him like that!
BART: Father, the outcome's no better if we hole up in here and don't go outside. We have to find a middle way.
PAUL: There is no compromise! Not while she's on my seabase.
MARGUERIT: YOUR seabase?!
BART: I'm going outside.
CPU: Bart Torgal has left the habitat.
PAUL: Bart! It's dangerous! Damnit boy, I know you can hear me!
 *Leviathan sounds*
MARGUERIT: Chief. Chief, get off the radio and put on your helmet.
PAUL: What?!
MARGUERIT: Brace!
 *Sound of habitat rupturing and water pouring in*

Alien DataEdit

Quarantine Enforcement PlatformEdit

Alien Data TerminalEdit

  • Dialogue: Unknown language. Attempting translation.

This terminal was discovered within the alien facility on the surface of planet 4546B. On approach the terminal began producing a low-frequency radio wave containing complex but recognizable data patterns.

- Matches no known technologies
- Constructed from the same offworld material as the facility itself
- Seems to be a solid state computer of some kind
- No recognizable user interface

It is likely the alien species which designed this technology evolved, or genetically selected, sensory apparatus to 'hear' and understand the information being broadcast by the device, and to communicate back. The mental processing power required to perform this kind of telepathy would imply the designers are considerably more psychologically developed than the common human.

Using the evidence gathered from this device it may be possible to extract comprehensible data from other such devices, should they exist.

Assessment: Further alien data required

Alien SchematicEdit

  • Dialogue: Unknown language. Attempting translation.

This data set appears to be a multidimensional schematic of some kind. By mapping the pattern to three-dimensional space it is possible to gather a basic understanding of the facility's internal workings, which may help identify a way to disable it.

Construction Material:
The facility's unknown construction material is identified as an ultra-hard, non-reactive metal amalgam, synthesized from offworld materials. There is no indication that it can be damaged or destroyed by known means.

Power:
The schematic indicates the facility was to be powered by a separate, self-sustaining power plant, located elsewhere on the planet. The location is not listed, but there is evidence the designers intended to harness the planet's natural thermal energy.

Layout:
The facility consists of the upper engineering section, where this schematic was found, and the control room, which is accessed via a security-sealed elevator shaft, or a separate underwater moonpool.

Control:
The control room in the lower section houses the only known way to interface with the facility, however the schematic does not detail the operation procedure or installed security measures.

Disease Research FacilityEdit

This device contains functional information regarding a second alien facility on the planet.

Disease Research Facility
Personnel: 7
Function: Live specimen study
Objective: Synthesis of antidote for highly infectious bacterium designated 'Carar'
Method: Infection of live specimens with bacteria; observation of immune response; surviving specimens sent to primary facility for further analysis.
Precautions: Remote containment and research sites to reduce risk of contagion. Offsite thermal power generator. Ground-to-air quarantine enforcement platform in case of security breach.

In the event of outbreak, quarantine procedures will be automatically enforced with immediate effect. The quarantine enforcement platform will target all incoming and outgoing craft, to prevent the spread of infection offworld.

The facility was built at a depth of 700m, approximately 1km south-west of the enforcement platform.

Disease Research FacilityEdit

Alien Research DataEdit

This device appears to hold alien research data. It seems that the alien civilization was facing a mass extinction event, brought on by the bacterium. They established this facility to study the infection and possible cures in seclusion.

Of the specimens on record, only one survived infection with the bacterium. The closest translation of their symbol for this specimen is be 'emperor'.

For some reason this facility was insufficient to study the emperor specimen, and it was instead contained within a purpose built habitat elsewhere on the planet.

While it is unlikely that the specimen in question is still contained within the facility, it is possible the alien researchers left behind information relating to the cure they were seeking.

References to the emperor containment facility in the data are scarce, but its location is suggested to be somewhere with volcanic activity, at a depth of approximately 1200m.

Research Bacteria ProfileEdit

Bacterial Mechanisms: Attaches to healthy living cells and mutates the basic genetic structure.
Symptoms: Stage 1: None. Stage 2: Gradual immune system failure. Stage 3: Unpredictable alterations to biological structure. Stage 4: Complete shutdown of executive function.
Confirmed deaths so far: 143 billion
Treatment procedure: Unknown.

Damage reportEdit

Leviathan detected at facility perimeter, closing at high speed.
Exterior wall impacted with massive force.
Lifeform containment unit 7 (leviathan eggs) breached.
General structural integrity compromised.
Immediate specimen destruction protocol initiated.
314 specimens destroyed. 1 specimen unaccounted for.
Evacuating staff to off-site sanctuaries.
Planetary quarantine protocol initiated at the following sites: Ground-to-air Quarantine Enforcement Platform; Power Plant; Primary Containment Facility.

WARNING: Infected individuals may not leave the planet.

Infection resultsEdit

You have been infected with an unknown, waterborne bacterium. It is currently multiplying in your bloodstream. Estimated incubation time: 2 weeks. Estimated survival chance: 9%.

Your immune system is currently combating the infection, but efficacy is proving low. You may already be experiencing flu-like symptoms and skin irritation. Expect these to be exacerbated as the bacterium takes hold.

Your immediate priority should be abatement and eradication of the infection. Even if you survive it, you cannot leave this planet while it is still under quarantine.

Recommended steps:
It may be possible to locate the origin of the infection, and learn how to combat it
The indigenous ecosystem must have evolved successful defenses against the infection, further research recommended

Thermal PlantEdit

Alien Thermal PlantEdit

This system converts thermal energy to electric current at 90% efficiency. Some of this energy is chemically stored onsite, while unknown mechanisms appear to be transferring most of it to remote locations elsewhere on the planet:

30% Stored onsite for emergency use
30% Ground-to-air Quarantine Enforcement Platform
22% Primary Containment Facility
11% Disease-Research Facility
7% Self-Warping Quarantine Enforcer Units

The system appears to be fully automated and - given current understanding of the mechanisms involved - uninterruptible.

Fossil DataEdit

This geological data was recorded from the volcanic rock that was excavated to construct this facility. It was possible to extrapolate a number of key trends.

Genetic Divergence:
The aliens recorded data on indigenous organic remains originating between 10,000 and 1,000 years ago. The lifeforms on record feature an unusually low overlap with those encountered so far on 4546B.

Extinction Event:
Soil samples from 1,000 years ago contain 300% higher concentrations of organic remains than the soil average. Data supports a mass extinction event killing off a majority of species and forcing rapid adaptation amongst many of the survivors.

Cause is unknown. Plausible theories include:

- Fluctuating environmental conditions
- Disease
- Meteor impact
- Outside interference

Primary Containment Facility Energy TransferEdit

This terminal appears to be controlling the delivery of a substantial portion of the power plant's energy to a vast facility elsewhere on the planet. Calculations indicate the facility is located less than one kilometer south from the thermal plant, in a chasm that exceeds depths so far navigated.

Alien Ion Crystal DataEdit

This alien data reveals some of the mechanisms by which the designers were able to contain and harness such vast amounts of energy within the ion crystals discovered around their facilities.

Improved battery and power cell blueprints which take advantage of this information are now available for fabrication.

Precursor CachesEdit

Alien Sanctuary AEdit

The antechamber where this data set was discovered has been identified as some form of alien sanctuary.

Ceiling Fixtures:
The structures mounted to the ceiling of the cavern cast a low green light over the data hubs below, but they are also regulating the pH level of the surrounding water, and emitting a low-frequency sound wave. It is possible the intent was to ensure ideal conditions for some practical end, but their purpose may also have been ceremonial, or even recreational in nature.

Aesthetics:
Like much of the alien architecture discovered on 4546B, the design is ornate. The ion crystals mounted on the pedestals are not being drained of power, suggesting they served some more symbolic purpose. Similarities to old earth religious iconography may be coincidental, but they may also indicate some shared and ancient cultural history.

Assessment: Further data required

Alien Sanctuary BEdit

Comparing the data on this terminal with stored translations has revealed new information about this alien sanctuary.

The antechamber consists of a series of main data hubs, each adorned with an ion crystal. These are networked up to the main terminal in parallel, presumably to ensure data integrity over time.

- Unprecedented data complexity
- Stored data was scanned into the system at the local terminal
- Original data source was organic in nature

Evidence suggests that this antechamber served as a sanctuary of last resort for the aliens that built it. In the event of catastrophe, they could retreat here and somehow transfer themselves to the data hubs for preservation.

It is unclear whether other members of the alien species ever returned here, or how many souls are backed up on the hubs, but the data stored is far too complex to reconstitute with the little information available.

Alien Biological HistoryEdit

This terminal contains data mapping the complete biological history of a member of the alien species.

The dataset is hugely complex, but some basic facts can be reconstructed.

Was grown from seed 1,708 earth years ago
Separated from broodlings early for special training
Inducted into temple of research as the youngest ever initiate, age 96
Downloaded a corrupted dataset and was stored for 3 years for refactoring
Relocated to the outer galaxy cluster to support disease research endeavors
Relocated to 4546B for high priority disease research
Contracted carar bacterium
Stored in Sanctuary 3, corporeal body safely disposed

Fauna Reproductive DataEdit

This terminal contains extensive data on the reproductive methods of the local fauna.

- Fauna on the planet evolved with a single gender capable of both egg-laying and insemination
- Eggs once laid usually require genetic material from a second individual to reach maturity
- In rare cases there is only one true parent, with evolutionary mutation introduced by the effects of the environment itself on the delicate genetic structure of the child

Research appears to have been focused around hatching conditions and genetic variations between parent and child. This is consistent with the theory that the aliens were invested in manipulating the lifecycle of the local species to their ends.

Data Downloads without headlineEdit

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Unused LogsEdit

Degasi Voice Log #1 - 7 years, 146 days agoEdit

BAAT: What exactly are we looking for?
PAAL: I'll know when I see it.
BAAT: There was more ecological variety on the north side. The land might be better there.
PAAL: This is it. We build the habitat here.
MAIDA: We'd live longer if we built back at the beach. Ocean's got us surrounded. No use hiding.
PAAL: No. This location is sheltered. There's room to grow. This is where we're going to live.

Secret LogEdit

For more information about the Secret Log, please visit the wiki page about Aurora's crash.

Colonial Headquarters - 15 minutes prior to Aurora impactEdit

Controller: Sit rep!
Analyst: Ma'am, the Aurora's gone dark. Last known position on collision course with planet 4546B.
Controller: Did the life pods launch?
Analyst: None registered so far, Ma'am. And there's something else.
Controller: Say it.
Analyst: When the Aurora left dock, her emergency equipment was still on factory settings.
Controller: You're telling me we have a bird in the soup, and their Survival PDAs are running VANILLA?!
Analyst: That's the situation, Ma'am... Ma'am, what should we do?
Controller: Bring me every star chart, tech geek and concentration enhancer in the building...
Analyst: Yes Ma'am!
Controller: ...and god DAMN it you build me an update package, and you find me a way to flash them Version 1.1!

Analyst: Ma'am, there's not enough bandwidth to send everything, but I think I can optimise the automated habitat terraforming algorithms to fit them in.
Controller: You mean to say we have survivors out there with rock-faces jutting into their habitats? Make it so!

Controller: The moment we're done here I want to know who let that ship leave dock without a single room in the constructor database!

Controller: Listen up, I want this package streamlined! You don't need a focus-group approved surface texture when you're fighting for your life on an alien world. If the power systems are beta, pack them up and move on!

Controller: Tell me about this planet the Aurora was orbiting.
Analyst: Unexplored. Capable of supporting life. Ocean planet. O2 atmos-
Controller: Backtrack. Ocean planet?
Analyst: Affirmative. Does it mean something?
Controller: It means we're in more trouble than we thought. Get me the fluid dynamics team!

Analyst: Update package away, Ma'am.
Controller: Well done everyone. Now get back to work.
Analyst: Ma'am, the team needs to rest.
Controller: Listen up! Anyone who wants to tell me they've got it bad, stop and ask whether you'd rather have been on the Aurora. They're alone right now. They're scared. They're beset on all sides by alien nightmares - and it's only going to get worse. If you still think you should be resting rather than working on a way to keep those people safe, you bring it to me and you'll be reassigned. I'm sure the TSF could use some more bodies in the Kharaa conflict.

Future PlansEdit

  • In the future, the Degasi PDAs will have voices for their respective owners, like in some of the radio messages from the Communications Relay.[1]
  • Precursor data logs will be implemented, and the PDA will be able to translate their contents.[2]

TriviaEdit

  • Marguerit Maida's character is a reference to Kara "Starbuck" Thrace from the TV show Battlestar Galactica, because of her speech.
  • The Kharaa conflict and TSF agency mentioned by the Controller in the secret log is a reference to Natural Selection, another game made by Unknown Worlds, which takes place in the same universe as Subnautica. The Kharaa being a bacterium sub-species, and the Trans-System-Federation, which controls and operated phase gates.

ReferencesEdit

  1. https://trello.com/c/m8OlPgr7/5846-professional-voice-recording Dated August 26th, 2016.
  2. https://trello.com/c/cRh3ll8f/5847-implement-and-redraft-precursor-texts-once-ld-work-is-complete Dated August 26th, 2016.

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