Olly wrote:Tomkat wrote:Olly wrote:Olly the nerd and Olly the admin can answer this since I setup and run the site of course I know what they are.
They are a false user account designed to control the search engine bots that crawl the Internet indexing websites. They have a false account so I can control what content they see and it allows them to more effectively scan the site when they are given user permissions. The reason you see them often is because I've told Google, Bing, Yahoo, etc... That this is a dynamic site and it changes a lot and in turn their bots scan this site more than normal. Haveing their bots index the site is a good thing so when users or potential users search something on Google, Bing it will lead them here. Some sections of the site are off limits to the bots and won't show up in search engine results such as the DD.
They are harmless and are working for the site.
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Robots always start off being mans friend and doing good.
Then, they turn evil and are the enemy. Your bots are no different. This has been well documented on Lost in Space tv series.
Sounds like something Mr. Layhe would say.
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YOU ASKED FOR IT-
ON SCREEN. The silver disks on the hull of the probe ship are
beginning to move, rising to stand now on spindraled legs.
EXT.-PROBE SHIP
Heads and legs emerging, the disks reveal themselves to be armor
plated spiders. The monsters find viscous holes in the outer hull and
push through, vanishing into the probe ship.
INT.-JUPITER TWO
(OVER) a THUD. The Jupiter Two shakes, as if struck.
MAUREEN
Give me an external view.
Penny works the console.
ON SCREEN. Spiders are leaping from the probe onto the Jupiter Two.
INT.-PROBE SHIP-BRIDGE
The lizard monkey's SCREAMING has reached new heights of hysteria. A
shape begins to push through the viscous bole in the ceiling.
What bursts in is a monster out of nightmare. Nearly half the size of
a human, shiny metallic body from which wet, spider-like limbs extend.
A fang covered vAw opens below ravenous, green eyes.
Don draws his laser and FIRES, but the blast only reflects off the
metallic surface of its torso, forcing the creature to retract its
limbs and eyes, hiding within its protective shell.
JOHN
Evacuate. Now!
The team races for the door as several more spiders drop through the
hole in the ceiling, landing in the bridge and scampering fast towards
our fleeing heros.
INT.-PROBE SHIP-TUNNELS
The boarding party race down the corridor. The spiders are bounding
after them, using walls, floor, and ceiling with equal facility.
INT.-JUPITER TWO
Will is madly working his keyboard, controlling the fleeing Robot.
WILL
This joy stick is too slow. Activate
holographic interface.
A holographic robot appears on the bridge. Will steps inside, the
image now moving with his body. He spins, facing backwards, firing.
INT.-PROBE SHIP
The Robot is holding up the rear, its torso swiveled backwards so it
can retreat and FIRE simultaneously.
The Robot's plasma BLASTS have more effect than-the lasers, blowing
the spiders into tiny pieces of inhuman flesh and metal.
But more monsters are pouring through the holes in the corridor
ceiling, some giving chasing, others swarming injured comrades.
Judy watches as several spiders devour their fallen brethren.
JUDY
They eat their wounded.
Our heroes race to a nexus, corridors leading off in all directions.
Spiders are dropping from the ceiling around them.
JOHN
Which way?
INT. -JUPITER TWO
WILL-POV. A graphic map flashes within the holograph.
WILL
Turn left.
INT.-PROBE SHIP-CORRIdOR
ROBOT
Now right.
The spiders are swarming, closing fast.
JOHN
Got to seal the bulkhead.
WEST
The door control is at the other and
of the corridor.
JUDY
The fire sensor.
Judy pulls her gun, FIRES, hitting a ceiling sensor at the end of the
corridor. Blast doors SLAM, sealing out most of the spiders.
DON-CLOSE. Impressed.
BLAST DOORS-CLOSE. Metal teeth begin tearing through the steel.
Our group has made it to the door to the docking bay. They rush in,
the Robot coming through the open doorway last and holding there.
INT.-PROBE SHIP-DOCKING BAY
Don activates the airlock to the Jupiter, the batch slowly opening.
The Robot stands in the doorway to the docking bay, FIRING at the
spiders as they come down the hall, blowing them away. More pour
through the now rending blast doors. There are just too many, rolling
towards them now like a single, shifting mass of death.
SMITH
Open, damn you.
WEST
It's cycling a vacuum check. There is
no way to speed up the protocols.
SMITH
Fools. I warned you not to come
aboard this cursed craft. You've
killed us. You've killed us all.
Judy throws him, hard, into the wall.
JUDY
Shut up.
WEST
Now that's a bedside manner.