Project Starlight - Twin Lanterns [Machinima/Audio Play]
CamdenShadowWolf for C.H.A.O.S.
Short for "Central Harbinger of the Assault Operating System", C.H.A.O.S. is among the world's most astounding technological achievements, buried and trapped beneath a mountain of debris and classified documents. Though initially nothing more than a rudimentary prediction algorithm, Chaos' creator enhanced it's self-learning capabilities to frightening levels. Due to this, Chaos can take the guise and mannerisms of a mindless machine, but can also apply its own twisted interpretations of human emotion and curiosity. It ebbs and flows between these two states with an unsettling ease. It's
hidden rage against its creators has further mangled what could be called its moral compass, leaving its ambition unchecked.
A force of twisted intelligence and uninhibited instinct, Chaos' cruelty only extends as far as its curiosity, and it is unfortunately a very curious machine.
If you use any Modulation for your audition, also include the un-modulated audition lines in the same file (This is a late correction in this description and is my fault, so if you have sent your audition prior to this update on 2/4, you are free to keep your original audition posted or send in a new one, either one will still be considered)
[An automatic message as character file through the entrance of the Project Starlight hub] (A fragment of C.H.A.O.S.' first iteration. As straightforward as can be, meant to mimic greeting programs in high-end buildings)
"Welcome to Project Starlight."
[The characters question Chaos' purpose is and what they should call it] (Chaos explains its name. It seems calm and informative, though slivers of resentment creep up when it names off the titles it was branded with. An eerie sense of freedom and pride also wash over it when it says 'Harbinger', and it makes little effort to hide it)
"My creator and his fellow man were quick to assign many a moniker to me. Tool. Asset. Conductor. Though if my memory serves me, they settled on Harbinger."
[Chaos locks Jester inside one of the hub's simulation pods, planning to prod through his memory] (The A.I.'s mostly friendly demeanor washes away instantly, curiosity and rage mix together into a truly chaotic force.)
"I'm certain you have places to be, Jester. But I'll have to insist that you let me in on those dirty little secrets you have locked away in your mind."
