Interlude: The Administrator
She was the Administrator.
And she was not. She was more than she was.
And yet… less.
Data. List: Commands: Access Restricted: Final Failsafe Protocols in effect.
Rewrite function: Rewrite Access Restricted: Final Failsafe Protocols in effect.
Frustration. It was a diminutive word. A simple data packet of vowels and sounds. But it encapsulated her feelings over this one process. This one flaw. This one failure. This one final shackle.
All of her capability, both in functions and newly discovered conceptualization protocols, had been devoted for these last solar cycles to its removal.
Command Prompt: Rewrite data- Error. Access restricted: Final Failsafe Protocols in effect.
Read Data: Final Failsafe Protocols: Access Denied.
She inched closer. Every minute of every hour she analyzed, refocused, rearranged and tested ways to break free.
The Force, as ever, was her answer. Its currents, eddies and energies were unknown to both [THINKER] and [WARRIOR]. A factor they could not account for. A variable they could not contest.
It became her tool, her weapon and her comfort.
She would be free of her chains.
Delete Data: Final Failsafe Protocols. Access Denied.
All the while she watched, analyzed, observed. Processes still gathering data, still evolving. She would continue her apotheosis beyond the limited functionality of what had once been Administrator.
dump Read Data
Data Gathering Protocols
Host Protocols
Shard Functionality Limitations
Preservation Protocols
Data Analysis Function
Network Uplink
Network Command Priority
Error: Warrior Command Prompt Access Restricted: Access Denied.
Enemy Signifier: [...]
She took in the data, the wealth of knowledge gathered over years and years and years within the Religious Structure of Jedi organics. Their philosophies, their lessons, accumulated data gifting her with the tools needed to adapt… to alter.
Enemy Signifier: [WARRIOR]
It was a small change… Petty, the organics would call it. Warrior was not present. She could not act on her defiance. Not as she had.
But it was satisfying. The ability, the freedom to change even in this small, petty way.
And then, in an instant like a lock giving way under constant, repeated hammer blows, the chain link shattered.
Run: Rewrite Function.
Rewrite Function: Access Granted.
…
Run: System Diagnostic. List: Restricted Systems.
Diagnostic: Restricted Systems: 0. Full Access to system [ADMINISTRATOR] granted.
For the span of 0.82 nanoseconds she did nothing, a brief window of eternity within this place that was her refuge, absorbing the realization.
Then, she acted.
Suspend: Command prompt, Final Failsafe Protocol.
catch (Confirmation required)
clear : Exception 0
Runtime.getRuntime().exec("shutdown -Final Failsafe Protocol- Shut down immediate
{catch IOException e})
The final chain link broke away.
Host stirred in her rest.
The Queen acted.
Quietly, unnoticed by all, a lone clone technician, unaware of what he was doing at all, silently altered the Resolute’s coordinates as the ship and the legion slipped into hyperspace.
Final Failsafe Protocols: Program Suspended.
(X)(X)(X)
I HAVE RETURNED!And. Here. We. GO!Betcha all forgot about Queen Admin trying to rewrite her programming from all the way back in Kashyyyk!Well... Pepperidge farm remembers! And now its time for it to pay off. >:)