posted on Mar, 24 2009 @ 09:29 AM
The buzzing and urgent siren of QA's quarters had been going off for sometime, but QA had been able to block it out, due to her most important secret
mission she was actually on and doing through her mind.
As QA began to awaken from one small part of her mission, she thought back on how she had been recruited and programmed from birth to do exactly as
she had been doing for hours.
QA had been born at that exact moment and exact time that the Rulers of the Rigellian had specified would be the baby born to communicate through all
minds and control lives through "communications"
The Rigellian Rulers found my parents and as my mother gave birth - confirming I was born at the exact sec, time and date that the Rigellians had
specified was needed. How many more of me were out there, that had been unlucky enough to have the exact second birth needed for the communications,
or others may call mind control and altering of memories throughout the whole universe?
I never had a normal life - I was taken away from my parents at birth and lived in a deep underground bunker, my room of which I was never allowed to
leave was a 20 by 20ft square. Black walls with very low lighting is all I had ever known. The Rigellian Rulers said that was what would help my
mind in concentration.
I was hooked up to wires on my head - all my life, I had no contact with others except for those who brought me food or those who added more programs
being fed into my head.
The 30 wires hooked onto my head at all times, fed every language known in the universe into my brain, even the most obscure languages were taught to
me, via the wires.
While some wires were feeding languages to me, others were enhancing my brain to be able to control all situations near and far. Everyday I learned
and meditated and had my brain made into a walking talking machine.
I had no idea what life was outside my cell, wasn't this the way everyone lived? Though my handlers would come in to feed or add more information to
the computers hooked to my brain, there had never been any conversation than what was necessary. I did not know how to communicate on a personal
level as I had never been taught.
My life of 60 years was only blackness and mind enhancing time, I was not allowed to think of anything else, except "communications" with others
through brain/thought control. I was assigned various task over time in my room - to control this person or that person, my handlers would inform me
if I completed the task or failed. My failings would get me no food for days, whereas my completions would award me a few minutes of time away from
the wires. But those failings had happened long ago, as my time count, it had been 20 years since my last failing.
The day, my handler walked in after 60 years of my life in my black room to tell me I had been assigned to a very important mission, because I had now
completed my "education", and I could for the first time leave my room.
Another part of my teachings were, not to question the Rulers of Rigellians in anything I was assigned to do. This assignment on board a ship called
Yydryl was something I was told to do - so I was leaving my "safe room" for the unknown.
What was life like outside the room? My handlers had never taught me that, I only knew communications through mind control.
As I was led out of my room, I was shaky - though I had complete control of my mind in all situations, yet there was a very small microscopic part
left of a normal thought in my mind that had me questioning if I could survive outside the only thing that I knew and had given me comfort for 60
The ride up on the elevator took 5 mins, though the speed was at 500 machs, I had been hidden that far underground. I had been programmed to "know"
what an elevator, ship and all things normal looked like, I had never experienced them. I did not betray my stomach butterlies upon the ride to the
surface, nor did I betray my thoughts and feelings (the few that had been left in my brain) as I stepped out into an unknown world to me for the first
I did not have time to stop and feel nor experience the outside world, I was immediately taken to the ship Yydryl, and placed into another black room,
of which was made especially for me and my assignment as the Aliens Communications Specialist onboard.
Though my senses had been assaulted with smells and sights in the moments I had in the outside world, before being placed back into a "comfort'
world, I did not have time to appreciate nor reflect on those.
I had been born and programmed for 60 years to "communicate" that was and is all I know, though not through speech but through the mind.
For the past hours in my new room onboard the Yydryl, I had been controlling the crew aboard the Penelope. Before I began that task I had Nimitz
under my control. These were all assignments from my handlers, which were fed to me through the special computer in my room with the wires that
hooked up to my mind. Everything was done exactly as I was commanded to do.
The Rigellian Rulers wanted civil war and chaos through the Universe, so they had me control the minds of the Nimitz, which I found quite easy, as it
was only around 15000 people I had to get mind control of. That was nothing compared to the 50000 assignment I had at one time in the past. Which
enabled the Rigellian Rulers to take over a part of the Universe they had wanted.
The Rulers who controlled me , was the 'shadow' government of the Empire, these were not the ones everyone else knew, they were hidden. But they
were the rulers and controllers behind every chaos event that happened, and I was one of their vehicles to enable the chaos.
I did not fully understand everything I was doing, was it normal? So I thought, as it was the only "normal" thing I had done all my life.
Through my control over the Penelope, I had taken over the Weapons Control Officer - "Seekers" mind and had him blast the Nimitz into pieces easily.
The rulers were going to be pleased with Nimitz now gone and the civil war and strife they wanted was now in play.
As for Fook - my handlers needed him dead and had instructed me to have him killed - but also make the Captain and the crew question their sanity in
doing so. This would help the chaos situation and their questioning their reality.
I took control of Nenothtu - as he was the Chief Security Officer, as instructed and had him kill Fook, through no control or memory of his own. He
only remembers seeing Fook on the bridge just moments before, along with everyone else. The memory altering control I had, was one of the first
things I had been assigned to learn as a youth and Communications Expert.
I had now set into play, all the situations my handlers needed in place.
As the buzzing sounded more and more urgent - I was called to the bridge of the ship by our interrex Captain Loam.
I slowly made my way up, as I was experiencing a thing I only knew from name as "carpet" type walls for the first time, I was taking it all in. As
I was walking following the arrow signs and directions on the walls to the bridge, I passed by another crew member, through my mind - I instantly knew
the crew member's name was Antar and she was the Medical Officer. I nodded as we passed, as I have no idea how to relate nor talk to others, that
was another programing detail left out or considered would ever be needed in my life, nor my work.
But to be assigned to a ship, and not just work through my room underground, there must be something of very high importance for me to do. I am
positive, I will be given the information when I need it.
I walked into the bridge and straight to who I knew instinctively was the Interrex Captain Loam.
I stood before him, introducing myself and reporting to duty,
I told him my name was Questioningall, though he could just refer to me as QA. My name was given to me by my handlers - as they wanted everyone I
controlled in my communications to question their reality at times - Which no one else knew the true meaning behind my name. I let the Captain know I
was the Communications Specialist onboard (though he had no idea, how much of a communications specialist, I really was).
Captain Loam looked at me quizzingly, I could tell he was thinking "Where the heck have I been for hours, when they had been buzzing me". I was not
going to volunteer, I had actually been working and creating havoc and chaos in other areas of the universe, as I was assigned to do.
I stood at attention, listening to Captain Loams instructions for me, also he would never know, his instructions actually take a second seat to my
[edit on 24-3-2009 by questioningall]