Vive la Résistance!

[cityship]

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.]

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The City

[meat_mooks]

Mecha Rumble in the City

[punchedoutdestiny]

Thanks to a bit of short-ranged teleportation on Simon's part, and some newly-opened pathways on Stacy's part, an entryway to the city expands wide - wide enough for mechs, mobile suits, and their ilk to get through.

One red-colored machine barges through, and stops once there's room for others to make it out of the pathway. "Thanks for the path, Stacy," Simon says over the loudspeaker. "Now - let's show these guys what happens when they push us too far!"

Gurren-Lagann takes a combat-ready stance before Simon speaks again. "Allenby, you ready to do it?"

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_{[OOC: Open to the robot pilots and superpowered folk that can keep pace with 'em, to stop the Kessek and Daligig from wrecking up the city!]}

For Diana

[boobhat]

While all the fighting was going on, anyone that didn't have a robot or have superpowers had to take cover and with Kessek roaming around, that wasn't the easiest. In fact, with the swarming Kessek and the powers zinging around, getting to the Hub to get out of the City was damn near impossible.

"Oh gods."

Hiccup only barely ducked blaster fire as he ducked into an alley.

He had to get out and find Toothless and find somewhere that he could join the fight and actually help.

Defending the Precinct (M'Gann and Shoutarou)

[thisclinchesit]

The doors of the precinct burst open, and out comes Shoutarou, packing an alien pistol and a handful of ammo cells that were quickly shoved into his pocket. There was no telling how long this would take, so it'd be best to conserve strength by saving Rider transformations for when they were needed most. So for now, time to use the resources available in the precinct.

Hidden Sections of the ship [closed, set up post]

[fate_favored]

Yavek stood at a control panel, gripping at the panel as the security feeds he'd been watching cut out one by one thanks to Stacy's interference.

"What of the manual personality inhibitors?"

"They were disabled, sir," said the trembling Ghyll next to him.

"There has to be something! Some emergency protocol, something that we can use to bring her back under our control!"

"I'm sorry, there is nothing left, especially since you gave them the control codes."

There was a moment that Yavek kept standing there, just breathing, and then in a flash of movement, his hand lashed out towards the Ghyll and gripped her neck. She clawed at his hand, desperately, wheezing, trying to suck in breaths. Tears ran from her eyes as Yavek choked her to death, finally releasing her body when she stopped twitching.

He turned to the other Daligig. "Give the Kessek their orders to put down the rebellion and disable the bio-ark. We'll brain damage it if we have to. We can still possibly salvage the rest of the cargo. We can start over after that."

Without hesitation, he said, "In regards to how far we're going to go this time, we're not bothering with cleansing them of their rebellious tendencies. Give the termination order. They're all to be killed on sight."

[fate_favored]

Rekkti coldly watched Yavek choke the life out of the Ghyyl, not even sparing it a glance as it was dumped on the ground.

"This could have been avoided entirely if it weren't for your idiocy."

Obs Deck

[meat_mooks]

[grimbiker]

Sirius turned away from the Obs Deck window and pulled out his wand. “Finally.”

Kang had done Sirius a favor by banning him from the Drunken Dragon. Sirius was fully in command of his senses. He was going to need all of them to survive this fight. The Kessek had deflected more than half of his spells the last time. One had even deflected Cedric’s stunning spell into him. If that happened again he would be out of the fight and he doubted they would leave him alive.

It was starting to feel like old times.

The moment he caught sight of two Kessek he was ready. He only had a few seconds advantage. He needed more. They were too widely spaced apart for one spell to hit them unless...

“Mobilicorpus!” Sirius's spell hit one Kessek and with a jerk of his wand he slammed the soldier into the other.

Engineering / Neuropathy

[meat_mooks]

Re: Engineering / Neuropathy

[anwei]

As soon as her cell had opened, Anwei had (politely) gotten her flashlight-laser back from the front desk, quickly headed for Engineering, and stuck her head in a container of engine lubricant.

This was not a whim; the lubricant was nearly the exact same dark green as Stacy's walls, or her own plantsuit. She smudged the green grease over her face and hair, peeled down to her plantsuit, found a perch near the door to Neuropathy, and waited. Her laser was set for ultraviolet, tight beam, maximum intensity – the battery would not last long at that setting, but she was determined not to allow any Daligig or Kessek to trespass in Stacy's brain. Not now, not when she was finally free.

And if she managed to take a pound of flesh or more for Howard, for Cedric, for Punchy, she would consider it only their due.

The Medical Wing

[morganknight]

In the space where the three sections met, outside of Medbay proper for the moment, Morgan waited patiently. His hands were folded calmly over the pommel of his sword, the tip of which was planted lightly in the floor.

He had no idea whether to expect injured comrades, or an assault. He would deal with either as they came.

[on_your_nerves]

It'd taken him a while to make his way to Medbay through all the fighting, but he would have gotten there if it'd taken him a year and a day. There was no way all this fighting was going on without him and John being in sight of each other, and John was a doctor. Mending and defending the injured was going to be his primary motivation in this fight, and that meant Sherlock was going to position himself in the Medbay.

Now Sherlock was poised there with an extra gun, an energy pistol of some kind that he'd picked up along the way through the ship, and was waiting with the others for the inevitable arrival of the injured or the enemy.

If at all possible, he looked somewhat nervous. He was a detective, not a soldier, and a wall of murderous enemies wasn't quite the same as facing a serial killer or even a master criminal.

"Are you really using a sword in a gunfight?" he said to Morgan, incredulously, working out some of his nerves through abrasive nitpicking. "Did you run out of rocks to throw?"

The cell...and beyond!

[hit_girl_mindy]

The message from Stacy was mulled over, understood, and within minutes Ruffnut would see the swoop of the familiar purple and black of the little girl who had, until now, shown complete loyalty to the Daligig. Now that this facade bullshit was over? It was time for the true colors to show.

"Yo Ruffnut," Hit Girl said, smirking. "Looks like you're free to go. Feel like causing a little ruckus? Bet I can take down more guys than you can."

Re: The cell...and beyond!

[fate_favored]

"Doubtful."

Apparently, there had been some Kessek on watch, and they didn't appreciate being lied to, particularly when it came to a certain purpled headed girl who had seemed to favor their devotion to the cause of the Daligig.

There were ways of dealing with traitors.

Hit Girl's speed was amazing, but she hadn't measured it against a Kessek, who had decided to demonstrate their might. The little girl was seized, and a might hand came down toward her head.

The Armory Level

[bequiet_hescreamed]

The armories were both tactically essential and normally unmanned, making them prime targets for enemy capture. Clef rushed up there immediately after the announcement. Stacy would probably defend the weapons caches against Daligig or Kessek intrusion, but he didn't want to just leave it to her to take care of.

Re: The Armory Level

[fate_favored]

The Daligig were neglectful when it came to dealing with the Chosen until now. This did not mean that their bodyguards shared that same type of thinking. Their primary objective would, of course, be to take whatever they could grab and use it against the enemies on the ship. So naturally, they headed toward the armory to gran at whatever weapon they could grab.

Upon seeing Clef, obviously they opted for removing this troublesome little traitor. Three soldiers rushed forward to take him out of commission.

Assassination [Open for people who want to go kill Yavek and co.]

[meat_mooks]

Re: Assassination [Open for people who want to go kill Yavek and co.]

[swordofdorn]

Erhart is waiting in the hangar, keeping the Stormraven's reactor cold, his weapon's hoppers already loaded, and the targeting arrays of the Stormraven linked with his helm's inputs.

He's got one shot at this, before they escape. Time to make things certain.

OOC

[electricman]

(OOC: Cole will probably not be involved in the Puzzle Box plot, as his psychic abilities only extend to reading the minds of people who are dead, and even then, only the last few minutes prior to death. Is this where he can get answers from the Daligig about what he suspects are their REAL connections to the Ohm?)

Sensoriums

[meat_mooks]

[Shard, Jono can pop in here, but this is open to anyone else who wants in!)

[on_your_nerves]

The simulation was one of an apocalyptic London, swarming with Ohm--all of which were programmed to attack the Kessek who were invading and trying to find crew members to kill, and not the crew--the safeties were off, and anyone that happened to get caught up in it had a guide that knew the city streets better than the back of his hand.

It was time to use the terrain to their advantage--and it was helpful in that they could make the terrain whatever they needed it to be.

Sherlock signaled to the nearest crew member he could see. "If you can herd them down that alley, they'll be drawn into a choke-point."

He wasn't a fighter, and despite his intelligence, he wasn't a tactician, but he knew this city. In some ways, he knew it better than he knew himself.

The Hangar (general fighting)

[meat_mooks]

[wontforgetyou]

Jamie had been down at the Hangar when the Stacy's announcement had come, and his first thought had been to try and rally the Rangers to go to the City. But there weren't enough of them left, and the ships in the Hangar would surely be a target for the Kessek anyway. Better to stay here and defend what he could, including the Zords their missing crew members couldn't use...and the TARDIS.

It was there he found himself at the moment, morphed and keeping an eye out for any other crew that were coming. If nothing else, he was determined to do what he could to protect the TARDIS. If any of the crew made their way to it, they could use it as a place to take cover. The low mood he had gone through in the cell after Billy had been repodded had faded away at last, and he was determined to keep this place, at least, safe for anyone who needed it.

Beta section (Artifact Repository then Aquarium)

[dragonlordbight]

Having overheard destination of a sizeable contingent of Kessek while he had been reading their thoughts from nearby, Crucible had slipped away in his feline form. The destination he had overheard, the Artifact depository, there was little doubt as to what they would do there, no doubt planning to recover as many of the more powerful artifacts stored within the beta section depository as they could.

That in mind, Crucible set to stop them, shifting to his human form he sent out a quick message over the communication rings to any who were available to intercept the Kessek and stop them from raiding the artifacts.

With that he had made his way to the nearest portal hub, setting the destination with a few quick taps of the controls, the portal rapidly spinning up before finally connecting, Bight not hesitating an instant stepped through the portal and out into the beta crew section, right by the transport tubes. One quick trip through the tubes and they'd be at the depository, likely ahead of the Kessek.

[governorkang]

The armory was well-taken care of without Kang's help. The reminder of the Artifact Room made him curse, as well as who the message was from. He only hesitated a moment before heading in that direction, pushing down his personal feelings. If the Kessek and the Daligig got a hold of some of the items in that room, the crew didn't stand a chance in hell of winning. They'd all die.

Girl's Got Moves [Mindy and AJ]

[appletastic]

Applejack knew this day would come sooner or later. She'd have to test her skills and fight to the end, clad in her armor with a heavy lasso in hand. It wasn't much. The pony didn't look like she'd last a minute. But she was determined as anything to prove them wrong.

She threw herself headfirst into the fight, taking advantage of her low position to dodge bullets and using her powerful legs to buck. With some clever hiding and leaping, it went on for two minutes. Hiccup's handiwork was serving her well.

But it couldn't last forever. One shot got her leg, sending her crashing to the ground. Two more made large dents in her armor. A third would kill her.

Re: Girl's Got Moves [Mindy and AJ]

[fate_favored]

Truly, this kill was an easy one. What the Daligig meant by sending equines into battle was baffling, but it was not the place of a Kessek to challenge the decision of the Daligig. He would not waste any plasma or ammunition here: it would be needed elsewhere.

Rather, they would simply go for a blunt trauma kill. The Kessek did not believe in drawing out death.

OOC: Please tell me I can still get involved!!!

[electricman]

Cole had found himself at the mercy of assholes who had caused their own messes and, intentionally or not, had shifted the blame to others whenever possible two times too many.

He wasn't going to let it go on a third time.

If he saw something that looked like those Daligig attacking any of the other crew, he would try and blast them, but his real target was whoever was in-charge.

It was time to get answers.

(OOC: Any random fights, Cole will try to help out with from here, but I'm planning on sending him to get to Yavek's position, if that's ok.)