[pre]oh no[/pre]
[h1]/accessing memorybank/[/h1]
[h2]/creating new memory[/h2]
[h3]///STARTING MEMORY RECORDING. . .[/h3]

[center]DAY 291, YEAR UNKNOWN, DATE UNKNOWN[/center]

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Endless sea, only an endless sea of black.

Peering from the window, AICS-SAM-1, or more simply Sam, stood there. He was perfectly still, with completely neutral body language, and perfect posture. His head was pointed to the floor. The ambient noises of the ship mute out the quiet running of his internal mechanisms. Only accompanied by nearby bodies of similarly clothed soldiers and distantly-humanoid aliens scattered around the floors. Half of the rooms were painted red, yellow, and more strange colors, it was very obvious something had happened.

Sam's head shoots up and a droning [i]wrrrrrrr[/i] echoes from him. He immediately turns his head from left to right at least two times.
[pre]"still nothing."[/pre] He says in his monotone, generated voice, he turns exactly 180 degrees and walks away from the window and to the front of the vessel. He sets his sights on a large control panel, about the size of a news desk. A map of the ship he was on was holographically projected in front of him. It was a sleek, but wide ship, perfect for cargo. Sam observed it for a few minutes, constantly checking back on things he already looked over, and shuffling his foot in frustration. 
[pre]"enough waiting, I am gonna have to pilot this thing."[/pre]

Carefully, he pulls a random lever.

[url=https://youtu.be/kEn8Ph5291o][b][i]BZZZYKRSSHCH[/i][/b][/url]

Sam stumbles over onto the control panel as the ship slowly turns to it's side, a wall panel is blown across the room in a shower of fire and sparks, a rumbling tremor overtakes the vessel. At the same time, an alarm blares throughout the halls and control bridge. Quickly, Sam pulls the lever back, but also without much panic. He repeatedly pulls the lever back and forth, to no avail, he can sense the ship is propelling forward, by the looks of it he hopes he lands on some distant planet. 
He regains his footing, before assuming the position he was previously in, and the [i]wrrrrrr[/i] goes quiet.

[h3]///ENDING MEMORY RECORDING. . .[/h3]