Black-Box :: Halo: Glasslands

OOC INFORMATION

Name: Krakatau
Contact Information: themetalovesyou@gmail.com, krakatau
Personal Journal: krakatoa
Age: 32
Characters Played: n/a
Who Referred you: Farlichu

IN-CHARACTER INFORMATION

Name: UNSC AI Black-Box
Fandom: Halo
Age: 7 months (maturity of a grown adult, ~30/40's)
Canon Point: end of Mortal Dictata
Original Universe or Alternate Universe? Original

Personality:

"They don't have AIs like me. Well, nobody does, because I'm unparalleled magnificence."

—Black-Box

• He is very arrogant and proud to be an AI of 'pure brilliance'
• While most AIs choose a human or humanoid representation in order to display for human, BB chooses a non-descript box, stating he is 'not a human wanabee'
• He is still fond of humans; their physiology, their psychology, trying to figure out why they do the things they do. 
• He is compassionate and caring with his team. He questions Serin's decision not to read her file (in a gentle, careful way), he stops Vas from assassinating Dr. Halsey, telling him that Naomi needed him more than Halsey needed to die. (Again, in a gentle, careful, discerning way).
• He is a shameless gossip and matchmaker, watching the crew as their interpersonal dynamics grew and they all bonded in different ways, predicting who would sleep with who and trying to facilitate moments and drop hints. He shipped Philips/Devereaux before they did.
• As an AI he had amazing processing power and data storage, and as a Smart AI he learned as he gathered information; he is curious, and has a constant thirst for knowledge
• He can be a bit of a troll; when he found a rival of Parangosky's had enlisted his personal AI Harriet to dig through personal files looking for dirt, BB was initially angered, but instead of locking the AI out, he fed Harriet false information and hacked into <i>her</i> files and set up her owner to look like an embezzler. 
• Even with people he likes. He maxed the volume when piping Sanghieli comms chatter to Philip's headset, startling him.
• His idea of greeting people is to manifest his hologrphic projection in front of their faces. He's perplexed when he's able to startle them. 'How else is an AI supposed to shake hands?'

Background:
Black-Box Wiki
Halo-verse AI Wiki

• A Smart AI has an operational lifespan of 7 years, and BB is currently 7 months old
• He first belonged to Vice Admiral Margaret Parangosky, CINCONI (Commander in Chief Office of Navel Intelligence, arguably the scariest old lady in existence)
• She allocated him to Captain Serin Osman as part of Black Ops team Kilo-5
• Just a small fraction of his duties include maintaining crew bio-signatures, overseeing navigation and ship maintenance, translation, cryptanalyst, friend, advisor, etc, etc.
• He has chipped off fragments to send on external missions and observations, and depicts these fragments as beaten-up boxes
• A mission went bad where he was severed from one of these fragments, and it was the closest approximation to a human feeling pain that he'd experienced; 'like a severed limb'. Realigning the damaged fragment was a frightening moment for him, as it gave him a taste of what rampancy must feel like, rampancy being the last moments of an AI's operational lifespan where they literally think themselves to death.
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Pre-AI (BB is unaware of this, but is donor colors his motivations and reactions): 

• His donor, Dr. Graham Alban, was a scientist on the Spartan II project
• Dr. Alban created the Mortal Dictata banning flashclones of full humans for any reason
• He wrote an extensive letter about his views, morality pertaining to the Spartan II project, decision to commit suicide, means to do so without damaging brain material, and requested the AI that would be created from his brain be used to watch over the remaining Spartan IIs 

Other Notables: BB's play-by will be Jon Stewart.

Inventory: Ego

SAMPLES

NETWORK SAMPLE: Dear-Mun Post Test Drive  Meme

LOG SAMPLE: He'd ridden along in Naomi before, he knew the complex neurological system that put the human body in motion; hell, he'd experienced it firsthand and then some when they'd ambushed the Piety. Adrenaline surge that seemed to bend time, deadly reactions before frontal lobe recognition. The human brain and body was truly a remarkable place, surely, but BB was far more content to observe it from the safety of his chip, whether it be lodged in the back of Naomi's head or slotted on the bridge of the Port Stanley itself. Having control of his own fleshy human body was more trouble than even he could have ever imagined.

Walking shouldn't be this hard.

Yet here he was, wearing an expression of mixed frustration, embarrassment, and faint fear for falling, one hand on the wall to brace himself as he practices putting one foot in front of the other. If anyone passed, he took a moment to pause and act like he was leaning casually against the wall, maybe give a little wave and a smug grin in greeting, but once they were out of sight he continued to labor in his attempt to get from point A to point B.

"What on the great old Earth did Cortana see in wearing a meatsack like this? "