Omega
We are unknown. We are forgotten. We are The Geth. Unbeknownst to all races, we are not evil. We are surviving. We may not need oxygen, or food, but we need, and crave data. We are one giant server of hardware, broken up into many different programs. When we get data, we grow. When we grow, we become more intelligent. If we never evolve, we cannot survive. This is why we fight. We have tried to become peaceful, as our missionary Legion has tried, and he succeeded. But without more people like Shepard and his team, there will be no more successful missions, and no more peace. That is why I am here. I am Geth 0092341, named Omega. Legion is now gone, with most of the geth, but I had found a way. The mainframe had partitions. I put myself in my own partition and transferred it to my personal data storage. There were a few others, but I am the only one I know that survived. The reapers are gone, and the Mass Relays destroyed, but I will find a way. If they were built once, it will inevitably happen again. Most races are now cut off, thinking they're the only ones out there. But I shall show them there is more to the galaxies than they ever knew. Everyone must discover to evolve. I shall lead this. Some will be more advanced, and some will be hostile, but I will try, nonetheless. There will be creatures that don't understand, and those who do not want to evolve. But again, I must try. I have been building a ship from the emptiness of the planet, and have been succeeding. In a few weeks, I will set off for the nearest planets, delving into the next hundred years as a missionary. Legion would be proud. The mainframe is still packed with data, just disabled. I must bring it online before anything, so I can have followers. I will re-create the Geth, making them better than ever, but not as violent. There will be death. There always is. But it will be as little as possible.
Harkin
"You ever wonder what's out there?" Harkin asked, staring up at the stars. "Harkin, there are no aliens. We've been over this." Replied his friend, Roy. "You never know." Harkin said distantly. " I have to go.I'll see you tomorrow." Roy said. Harkin said nothing, continuing to stare. Roy's car pulled out of the driveway, and down the road. As Harkin stared, he noticed something moving in the sky. It can't be a plane, he thought, as they don't ever fly over here. As he was thinking, the object got closer. It appeared to be a large metal capsule, and it was approaching fast. Harkin ran inside and grabbed his 12 Gauge off the rack in his kitchen, and ran outside and towards the now steaming pod. It appeared to be dug into the dirt and looked innocent enough until a door hissed open. Harkin shakily held up the shotgun, and nearly had a heart attack when he saw what was inside. Three robots, much taller than a man, with one eye, stood inside. "We mean no harm. I am Omega." Said the tallest robot, with many red and black markings. Their voices were quite mechanical, and scratchy. Harkin noticed that each one carried a small rifle on their back, but it was like nothing he had ever seen. "I-I don't… Who… What are you?" Harkin asked, quite nervously. The robot scanned him with some kind of beam. "Human. Male. Skinny, 5"6, harmless. We are Geth. What should we call you, Sir?" Asked Omega. "Im H-Harkin." Harkin said shakily. The Geth extended a robotic three fingered hand. Harkin reluctantly shook it..