IcedOutPenguin

"Take a look." Draxion presses a few buttons and the email pops up on one of the screens.

"Hey Kane." Draxion says without turning around as he walks in. "Did you see the email from EMOS?"

Its a summoning to the bridge.

Another email popped up. This one from Draxion Vale.

Not that. But that's what your characters mind goes to. They are talking about what is now called the "Titan sabotage" And your involvement in it.

They're from random people in terrin space, mostly Venus or Mars. They are just yelling and threating you for what you didn't do

"For now." Its full of hate mail, 285,638,950 emails to be exact.

"Well we know this for certain." Draxion points out. "When they catch us, they will kill us. But first they must catch us." "Oh, you're up." Draxion notes Not much. Just a little bit of character discussion. (Check your character's email).

Draxion sighs. "I personally think the resolution of this is going to end badly for us."

"The entire project was about engineering with only a few other staions." Draxion notes. "But we are getting most of the hate now."

"By 'your department' you mean you. Right?"

"Nothing solid."

"Well, mostly just to discuss plans and possible resolutions."

"I get it."

"Who else are we waiting for?" Fyre asks

Having sorted through several trillion data points (Felix is still connected to the various swarms of TITAN) and billions of pages of hatered on the forums while Felix slept, Anti-Felix was on high alert for any positive news. The hate mail was staggering, the swarms still echoed from the impact, people were... upset, to say the least. They knew of several Lawsuits already hurtling towards the legal system, several of which they had already intercepted and... altered. Attempts had been made to ban their IP, but nothing so mundane could stop a Swarm-Embeded AI. Felix woke up, and heard the thrum of Anti-Felix "Good Morning, World!" They said, their awareness drifting through level of concioness. That's a lot of messages. Hate? HATE. We didn't do it, right? NOT AS WE ARE AWARE. Felix's mind crawled through their connections. 3.2 Quadrillion bots still remained, scattered through the solar system by the impact. They'll need to find a new data center-their old host was on earth, and spread processing is just so slow. Not much could be done with them till then Felix left their room. :/scanning logs "Not very talkative today?" Draxion notes

"Yeah, scary system." Draxion comments. "I hope we are able to convince at least other senetor that we didn't do it."

"No," Draxion says. "He's the one who blamed us for sabotaging the engines."

"Dang. I'll do some research then." Draxion says. "Do you know Senator Unraili at all?"

"Do you know much about EMOS?" Draxion asked