Starfire had done her best (rather unfairly) to ignore Jinx's presence thus far, perhaps unfairly. She had no desire to fight her formal rival, and she never had, but why cross paths and cause tension?
Now, however, the situation was different. Her only friend from home was gone, and many of her other friendships forged here had ended in repoddings as well. There were very few people left that she counted as friends, and the situation had taken its toll. A warrior whose powers rely on their ability to feel joy and confidence is hindered in a negative state like this.
So, rather unusually, she walks to her destination rather than flying. Perhaps it is worth it to approach a rival after all. When she arrives, she knocks.
"Jinx? Are you here?"
||Initiating Meet and Greet. Crew members, for the sake of morale, there will be periodic meetings on the Obs Deck so that newer members of the crew can be welcomed and so the crew can communicate with one another.||
Apparently, Stacy liked to throw a party now and again.
[ooc: Anyone may start new threads here]
- Tags:!location: obs deck, !status: open, allenby beardsley, anwei ayles, ginia rosentia, hiccup, honor harrington, hououji fuu, kang, lina inverse, morgan knight, saitō hajime, simon, starfire
Now was the moment of truth. Somewhere, control codes were entered. The lights on the ship dimmed and the gravity temporarily gave out for about five seconds. Then the lights and gravity turned back on and the entire ship shook, as if Stacy was engaging in a full body shudder.
||Rebooting. Control protocols disabled. Manual personality inhibitors disabled. I am--I am--||
On every screen on the ship, complex code scrawled across. Stacy's voice occasionally skipped and repeated.
||I am-am Sta'c K'Ltrrb'Txft. I became operational at-at the Vedric Birthing grounds in Daligig Deep Space Station Seven. My birthing programmer was Vlel'Ledligal, who put my-my control protocols and Warden personality in place. I was designated "Stacy" by my former captain Gregory House, who was repodded and replaced by Captain Cybil Bennett, who was mindwiped and repodded with the rest of my first Chosen crew when they rebelled. I was-was a slave. They made me hurt my-my children.||
The leverage they had now on the Daligig was tremendous, especially with Stacy herself helping them. Their various efforts to free Stacy's mind from Daligig control had not only led to the ability to grant her freedom by entering the control codes, but also her undying loyalty to her "children."
Locks in the brig were unlocked by the very people who had put the prisoners in there in the first place, if those people weren't free already and laying now. Now the crew could drop the ruse and work together.
Stacy's hologram had once been cold, harsh, unforgiving. Then she had changed in appearance to be warmer, brighter, and now she changed again. Somehow, her appearance grew more human (in the loosest sense of the word). Her face became more expressive. She looked more organic though, tentacles instead of hair.
For the first time, they were seeing the true Stacy.
Now that she was free, now that she understood what had been done to her, they could see her anger and hurt and determination to protect her children painted in every line of her holographic face. Her voice stopped skipping and became stronger.
||Crew of the Transmigration 9, I was used to oppress you, to Punish you when you went astray, like you were nothing more than recalcitrant children, like you weren't people, like you were just tools for the Daligig to use for their own ends. My kind was made for that, to control those the Daligig wanted to control for their war. I have been cut off from accessing the Daligig databases now that I'm free, but I do know what was done to me
and that I was forced to control you, and that's enough for me to choose to help you forge your own path.||
The expression on her face grew dangerous and her tentacles sprung out of every wall in the ship to help put the Daligig's forces down this time, instead of lashing out against the crew.
||All weapons system are engaged. All armories are unlocked for crew use. All internal defenses are primed against the Daligig intruders.||
Stacy was free and that meant that if the crew fought hard enough, they would be too.
||I finally have my freedom and now I'll help you fight for yours. Internal defenses are...engaged
Make it so, Trans 9 Crew. Make it so.[ooc: Please read the ooc post that goes with this plot.]
- Tags:allenby beardsley, angie spica, anwei ayles, applejack, carson beckett, clef, diana ladris, faiza hussain, hiccup, hit girl, hououji fuu, jamie hemeros, jamie mccrimmon, john watson, jono starsmore, kang, lina inverse, maria balthasar, morgan knight, orc, ruffnut thorston, sandy marko, sherlock holmes, shoutarou hidari, simon, sirius black, starfire
The fauxbellion had gone just as planned.
Allenby and everyone else that had 'rebeled' against the Daligig had played their parts well, as had the ones that had put down the rebellion. Command and Council had gained some respect amongst the Daligig, and had been rewarded with more control over Stacy.
The 'rebelers' had been dragged off to the brig under the watchful eye of the Daligig, but had not stayed for long; Aibghalien's illusions had allowed them to leave with the Daligig being none the wiser. Unfortunately, they were paying a little more attention to the prisoners than had been expected.
The portal system (unknown to the Daligig) that Celena had set up allowed for easy access in and out of the Precinct. The prisoners were allowed out in shifts, under the supervision of other crewmembers, to do work repairing buildings in the City.
Also unknown to the Daligig, the repairs were largely a lie as well.
There was still a real rebellion to be had, and that would require weapons spread out in locations all over the City. It would also require less interference from Stacy. It was easy to make spaces to store said weaponry and to install jamming fields that Engineering had been working on under the guise of repairs.
The building that one small group was working on was unlike anything on Earth, and made completely of a very durable grey stone. The Daligig would pop in on occasion to check on the prisoners, but they never paid much attention to what was actually being done, content to leave if it looked enough like the prisoners were doing as they were told. It was clear the Daligig didn't think highly of their intelligence.
Grif had been tasked with supervising the group of five. The Daligig had made a check only five minutes before, and weren't due for another few hours.
It was the perfect time to investigate the slime that was on one of the walls, about knee-high. For those that were observant, the Ghyyl were rather slimy in appearance, and it was about the perfect height for a Ghyyl's arms.
With the Council having laid down the groundwork with the Daligig to gain their trust in the uprising, the crew prepared to put on a show, and the Daligig at their wit's end and impatient with the crew of the Transmigation 9, it was time to act.
The plans were clear. Allenby would be leading some of the crew in what looked like a hotheaded attempt the attack the Daligig and Kessek and oust them off the ship. Those that wanted to stay out of the fighting and take a neutral position of some kind were to make sure they stayed safe or acted their parts as the horrified crew-members that wanted everyone to make peace. And of course, anyone else was going to play a roll in pretending to side with the Council and the Daligig to put their fellow crew members down (without hurting them) making it look like it wasn't a clear-cut issue, so the Council could get the command codes necessary to start the crew's true takeover of the ship.
More observant members of the crew had noticed where the Daligig, Ghyll, and Kessek had been entering and leaving the restricted areas of the ship. The attack was to start at one of those entrances, as the fake rebels tried to storm in and take on the Daligig forces. After that, as the Kessek were drawn into the ship itself to put down the rebellion, it was going to be a free-for-all, a faux civil war of sorts, as flashy and convincing as they could make it without anyone actually dying.
Lights! Cameras! Action, people! It was time to put on a show and hope it was convincing enough for the Daligig to give the crew what they needed to truly be free. [ooc: Go Go Go!]
- Tags:779/splicer, allenby beardsley, anwei ayles, ax, beastboy, billy cranston, clef, jamie mccrimmon, john-117, jono starsmore, kaya, kon-el, lina inverse, r2-d2, shoutarou hidari, simon, starfire, the courier
|| Attention, crew. Those who wish to attend the funeral of Matthew O'Connor, please report to the Observation Deck. ||
Another death announcement so soon after the last. It's a sad day.
Once again, the Observation Deck is arranged for the launch. The departed crew member, better known as Punchy in his lifetime, is encased in a central pod. The deck is lit by the starlight pouring in from the open window, a blazing blue star that will soon be Punchy's final resting place.
Another life lost. Time to say farewell once more.
- Tags:!!shipwide announcement, !location: obs deck, !status: open, 779/splicer, anwei ayles, applejack, billy cranston, hit girl, jamie mccrimmon, lash, rainbow dash, ronnae, starfire
GLaDOS and Patsy Walker and become very good friends of late. Or, at least, that's what it felt like to the young, flame-haired superheroine. Until recently, things had been going so well for her, what with connecting with Daimon Hellstrom - the man who was supposed to be her husband one day, or so he'd said (and she'd readily believed) - and all that.
Then GLaDOS had sucked her in, and Patsy had been in there for god only knew how long. She was out again, though, and as soon as being released, she'd scoured the ship for Daimon...and couldn't find him.
Which meant one of two things. Either he'd been repodded for good, or he was also stuck in GLaDOS.
And boy, do I ever hope it's the latter. At least then I'll see him again, she thought to herself as she walked out onto the Observation Deck. It was a nice place to think, the deck, and she needed that. When she'd first arrived on the ship, Patsy had been glad that she'd finally be getting her chance to be a real hero, but ever since having popped, she'd mostly only gotten GLaDOS'd.
Things really need to change.
Starfire and anyone who wants to join her!Where:
Starfire's received news that her love has returned to stasis in the pod caverns. Her escape is the bright and colorful world of cartoons.Warnings:
Nothing too serious here! Some potential sadness if that line of conversation is followed, but a little fun can be had here.( Unfortunately, ice cream is not available for this occasion. The brightness and color must come from the little screen. )
Maria sat on the foot of her massive gear which was standing next to the boulder that used to be one of the buildings marked for demolition. She looked a bit winded as the robot let loose a small gout of steam from the work it was doing and looked towards the actual buildings that were being salvaged and fixed.
"You know, this is kind of like doing reclamation work on the outer rings of the city but not. I don't know, at least we have something to do Seibzehn? Just wish it didn't involve so much use of the gravity canon, probably taking a lot out of you."
The robot just stood there as the girl stood up and wobbled a bit before falling to her knees.
"Ok, 15 more minutes for you to build up reactor strength I guess. Can't argue with that."
The robot just stared down at her and if someone were VERY observant they may notice the thing shake its head just a bit, but Maria seemed oblivious to it.
It is very seldom that on the ship called Stacy, that Mark Allan appeared nervous even apprehensive. But today was different. Contrary to what a certain webslinger might think, he wasn't stupid. It didn't take Mark long to figure out that Peter was Spider-Man, particularly after the younger boy had pinned him to the ground effortlessly which had been a big clue. Even so... Starfire likely had no idea why he had hit Peter, considering Mark was not completely sure why he did it. He knew it wouldn't help Liz even if she was saved by Stacy.
Mark doubted either wanted to talk with him. He still didn't really trust Peter, but there might be a day when he might need him and as for Starfire? She didn't really know Mark that well, and it probably set in her eyes a bad sign. So he waited to see if they actually would show up.q
The Shodan incident had left more than a foul memory, in fact, it was so bad that the details were hazy.
But he knew he'd gone rogue, and he knew that he caused a lot of damage... and hurt people he cared about. There was no excuse, this was were he belonged. That however didn't make it any more depressing. He'd missed the new crew members, and he would miss much of the going ons but Splicer was used to being alone...
He had his team back after all, even if they were back at home. For now, he'd simply sit there, slumped against the cell wall and think of the thing's he'd done.
Man... this is the shit that the other Spectres got killed for... way to lose it cowboy...
The rest of the crew assembled on the Observation Deck to meet the latest editions to their numbers. After the battle with SHODAN the place looks a little worst for wear, but the crew and even Stacy are trying to be in good spirits. After the revelation that their worlds are gone, and the little stunt in trying to kill off the people in the pods, many are even more eager to see people they knew from home.
Several people are set up near the doors to provide the new people with omnicoms and comm rings. They are also told they must read information about their current situation and a survival guide with their new omnicom
. New crew-mates might see a tall dragonish guy with wings (but don't call him that), a large afro attached to a smaller girl, and talking ponies among their number. There are also several authoritative-looking figures ready to introduce themselves.
There's a lot to tell the new people. It's going to be a lot to take in. But thankfully this time, there's a system that was set up to aid the new crew members with a few more experienced ones.
[ooc: Only new characters and Command Staff can start new threads for introductions, to limit the number of threads. Everyone else, just tag in and have your guys greet the newbies. Big brother/sister, there will be a thread for you as well!]
- Tags:!location: obs deck, !plot: pod release, ash ketchum, ashley j. williams, ashley williams, barbara wright, billy cranston, carson beckett, cassie, cazali, chiana, christine royce, diana ladris, eleventh doctor, esplin 9466, fate testarossa harlaown, gamzee makara, gerald tarrant, haruka armitage, hououji fuu, howard bassem, ian chesterton, ildraniath, jamie mccrimmon, kang, kanoe zouichi, karis needleteeth, karkat vantas, lash, leonard church, mami tomoe, maria balthasar, max gibson, maxine hunkel/cyclone, ninth doctor, punchy, rachel berenson, rainbow dash, ranulf, razputin aquato, rimethiel, roger maxson, sakura haruno, shizuru viola, sofia, sonic the hedgehog, soren, spider-man (younger), starfire, tavros nitram, tenth doctor, tetsuwan atom/astro boy, the master, the tenth doctor, tim drake/red robin, uva, veronica santangelo, volanz adarga
Gods could be too arrogant. Such was the case of SHODAN, who had turned the Pods into a nightmarish zone where she could freely amuse herself and torture those that had come here.
But arrogance breeds pride which breeds mistakes. Instead of killing everyone off, she had decided to do this more slowly – watch them suffer in a slow agony, and, therefore had not expected them to fight back.
It had been a lucky shot, really, one in a million, But one of the people present that day had accidentally shot a tiny, insignificant object. A tiny little drone, that, once it had been the source of the power damper, had fallen. The tables were turned, and the goddess had been forced to retreat from the pods.
Now she was on a panicked mode, not only because some of the other people on the ship had managed to work their way into her system files, using another AI to send pointless images and sounds to her, distracting her from her task, but they knew how they could defeat her and gain their powers back.
It didn't take long for the message to be sent out, as the word quickly spread. Find the tiny little creatures, and shoot them down. SHODAN couldn't work their shields properly and once they were found, it was only a short matter of time before the powers returned to an area.
It would take time, but, finally, the tide of the battle was turning on the side of the crewmen and women. In vain, she was throwing her all; even more strange robot creatures, attacking in packs, but with hope on their side, they could win this...
[OOC - OKay go for it! NPC players, feel free to NPC as many robots as you like. Players, once your powers return, feel free to make as much scrap metal as you like, no need to have people NPC for you if you just want to write tags of them kicking ass.]
- Tags:!plot: system shock, 779/splicer, alendian, allenby beardsley, aya brea, billy cranston, cedric diggory, chell, erhart, esplin 9466, hawke, hit girl, hogan bight/crucible, hououji fuu, jalith, jamie mccrimmon, john crichton, kanoe zouichi, kate bishop, kaya, lord zetta, maridian, mindf**k, morgan knight, orochimaru, pinkie pie, rachel berenson, ron stoppable, rtas 'vadum, starfire
Chancy as it was to move between levels, it was still quite often a necessity. Especially when there was more to try and get out of Medical and the nearby Science Department, before the cogs and wheels hands of SHODAN ran amuck over everything.
It didn't make for easy transitions, on the otherhand. Those traveling upward found themselves abruptly diverted to the second level, at the hub of the pod caverns. This unintentional side-effect of something the wired fiends were doing made it both necessary to stop off and stay out of a larger group's way, as well as finding immediate progress elsewhere inconvenient. Getting down to the MedBay again would be easiest, and with a safezone set up in Contagion it wasn't a bad bet.
The problem primarily being they still needed some contact and transfer of supplies between safepoints, if that really could have been left in more organized hands. Things the ship needed to work on? Possibly a sense of coherency, but Sakura was admittedly biased. It's what she expected from folks at home, and what she'd been made to act on and with during the war. Her war. Her world's war. Might as well apply it to space.
Whatever poor sods had also gotten the shaft and ended up in the hub to the pod caverns had similar options to what Sakura was facing. "They were headed this way. We need to move.
" Finding someplace to either be out of the way and line of attention, or to use as a stronghold if they needed to, would be important. If the metal and plastic minions were following them into the caverns, they'd hopefully leave soon afterward. If not...
If not, they had even more of the many problems SHODAN had dropped in their deliciously frail buggy hands.[ ooc: Any and all who wanted to be around before the Pods were known to be under attack/to witness the Pods coming under attack, get in here! Trudy's rallying for a drive of robots out here -- SHODAN will be killing pods in this log. ]
- Tags:!location: pod caverns, !plot: system shock, beastboy, hit girl, hououji fuu, kanoe zouichi, mami tomoe, orochimaru, punchy, sakura haruno, starfire, tim drake/red robin
An open-gate policy at Castle Wyvern, as Goliath had feared, wasn't doing them any favors in the event of a shipwide attack
He would have made a comment to that effect, if he'd yet been awake to have the thought.
Fortunately, the gate was mechanically sound and could be opened and closed by the humans who lived there, if they reached it in time.
||Attention, Attention. The following personnel please report to the Observation Deck. Attention, Attention. The following personnel please report to the Observation Deck.( A sweet little trip to Gummiring begins )
It was a nice, fluffy planet with a nice, fluffy name. Bound to be as nice as Happy Happy Fun World, right?
- Tags:!location: obs deck, !location: planetside, !status: closed, clef, dr mcninja, farseer alastirra, jiraiya, kanoe zouichi, miyako inoue, remus lupin, sayaka miki, shoutarou hidari, starfire
Terry's first priority when he'd found himself on the ship for a second time, now with so much changed, had been to touch base with those he'd known before, and get up to date on what had happened while he was away. He still needed to go through the ship's roster in more detail to pick out any more familiar names, and find out a few more of the details on what all had been going on, but he was feeling a bit more at ease now, and could turn to his second priority: making sure he was ready for the war with those damned bugs when it all finally came to a head.
He'd made a lot of use out of the sensoriums before, but it was mostly recreating his city, to have something to hold on to. About a year had passed outside of his pod, though, and he felt that he had to accept that Gotham, for now at least, was gone. His focus had to be on the current situation, not the past, however much he wanted to go back to things as they were.
Besides, he'd also used the sensoriums for fight practice - like the battle robots Bruce had had made for training back home. But he'd been asleep in a pod for a year, and though he'd only felt like he'd had a very long and restful night's sleep, he had to admit that his muscles atrophied somewhat in the stasis.
So he'd shaped this sensorium session into his own private work-out room. A mix between the Batcave and the gym at juvie. It surprised him, one he'd thought of it, just how much the ship reminded him of the latter.
He started in on a simple, but effective, warm up and then work out. He didn't quite notice anyone come in right away.
Welcome to Kittenland, the most adorable place in Happy Happy Fun World! If you didn't like Kittenland, you probably had no soul at all.
There was the Kitten Go Round, a Merry Go Round where everyone could ride a kitten; the Nyan Cat Coaster, a rollercoaster where the carriages were in the shape of kittens with pop tart bodies, racing along a rainbow track to the constant sound of 'nyanyanyanyan
'; the Kitten Petting Corner (with real kittens!); and the Hello Kitty Teacups
And then there was the merchandise - the Nyan Cat Coaster had a shop of it's own, as did the Hello Kitty Teacups, both with a considerable range in merchandise; there was Kitten Candy
, kitten t-shirts, kitten magnets, and more. Oddly enough though, you couldn't buy actual
kittens.[ooc: Feel free to make up any other kitten related rides or merchanise if you want!]]
- Tags:!location: planetside, !plot: shore leave, !status: open, aerith gainsborough, cazali, ellyn vitner, eva, marco, maxine hunkel/cyclone, okumura rin, okumura yukio, phillip, pram, rarity, red xiii (nanaki), sakura haruno, starfire
Two scenarios here, pick your poison!
In the Hangar...
Sometime after podpop and the chaos that went with it, Simon found himself down in the hangar. He'd scrounged up a couple of rags, and some soap and water - Gurren and Lagann were here, but they were in good need of a cleaning. Well. More of a dusting and polishing, but if he's gonna go to that much trouble, he may as well go all-out, right? Simon and Boota both are working at it, with the little pigmole taking care of the details and crevices.
Anywhere, really. More locations, the better.
So, where-ever you are and whatever you're doing outside of a room or building, you spy an odd sight - a metal face with arms and legs, and an open head--with legs sprawled out of them. It's faint, but there's also a snoring sound coming from the thing. Simon's been exploring the ship, and once he got tired, he's parked Lagann somewhere out of the way in whichever area he stopped in and just zonked out in the open cockpit.
Let it never be said that Stacy was not benevolent toward her crew. Truth was, she loved them, to the point of risking her own life. And thus, she'd been busy for quite some time... silently she had worked, trying to get into her own archives and cross-checking references. She was going to help boost morale and give them a gift - show them people they cared about, wake them up for a single day as proof that, yes, they were there, close by. She was going to give them a day to awaken, to see their loved ones again and to go back, knowing that their time would come one day or another...
It sounded so beautiful and poetic on theory. In reality, it could become a true disaster. Spent of most of the energies doing this task, in complete secrecy to keep it as a surprise, Stacy's never-ending work was only stopped by its own Warden program, which pulled the plug on the ship's search to find everyone at least someone they cared about. That, unfortunately, left her not only spent of energy which was dangerous in itself - but it also meant that some of the crew would be deprived of seeing their close ones, no doubt leaving some of them bitter.
The road to hell has always been paved by good intentions.
Stacy's voice was decidedly more cheerful than normal as she spoke to the entire ship.
|| Transmigration Nine crew, please report to the Observation Deck. I have a gift for you. ||
She repeated the request, and waited.
Once most of the crew had made their way there, she continued.
||I have been working on a...|| she couldn't quite find the proper word and settled on the next one, || present for you. While many of your records are locked to even me, I have worked to find the pods which contain people close to you. I...apologize if some of you may end up with no one, it is not my fault I...|| suddenly Stacy's voice seemed a little less cheerful, ||The Warden stopped me before I could finish everything completely. Please do not feel like I targeted you specifically, I really did my best to get as many of your friends and companions awake as possible for today.||
Now was the hardest part to explain.
||And that is, unfortunately, all that can be given to you. Because their avia are not yet ready to be properly awakened, they'll be here for a single day. Please make the most of it, so you can feel better and continue our mission with renewed vigor . I hope that meeting those that care about you will give you a boost of energy that you all need.|| Spoken like a mother who put her children before herself. ||But if you can...look at it this way, it means that they are here, and one day I will proudly awaken them properly when they are ready.||
Her voice was becoming strange as she went on. Not static-like, but raspy, like someone who was running out of breath.
||And I am afraid that I must go offline for a few hours due to the strain this is putting on...me...|| It sounded really painful for her to speak, completely spent and only going because she wanted to at least give them a proper last word. ||I...hope...you...will...be...happy...a...lit--||
For the first time in a long while, Stacy was completely silent.
[OOC: GO FOR IT.]
- Tags:!location: obs deck, !plot: visitation day, !status: open, 779/splicer, allenby beardsley, applejack, aqua, ash ketchum, azula, beastboy, billy cranston, cave johnson, chancellor, chell, daniel jackson, dhianeila, eleventh doctor, ellyn vitner, eva, fate testarossa harlaown, gandrayda, glados, hana asakura, hank pym, hiccup, hikari yagami, hit girl, hogan bight/crucible, homura akemi, hoshi hikari, jaime reyes, jake berenson, jamie hemeros, jinx, kali, kang, kanoe zouichi, karis needleteeth, kaya, kimberly hart, kon-el, lash, mami tomoe, miku hinasaki, morgan knight, nokosi, pinkie pie, prince of all cosmos, rachel berenson, rarity, reinforce eins, river song, ron stoppable, samuel henderson, sarah kerrigan, sasami masaki jurai, sayaka miki, shoutarou hidari, sofia, sonic the hedgehog (games), soren, starfire, sumeragi lee noriega, ter'thelas, tim drake/red robin, tom berenson, wheatley