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Vive la Résistance!
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.]
||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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Glad to have Stacy on their side, he steadied the rifle in his arms and fired a shot at the Kessek on the other side of the lightning wall. Unfortunately it hindered his view as well, but he'd take it if it meant less of a chance of the Kessek scoring a hit on him.
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And already the dragon was charging for the seven, who had little choice but to aim straight for the eyes, at least three pulling out a sword of a kind should Crucible come close.
The remaining three, meanwhile, were not hot by Kang yet and were busily attempting to pick him off.
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The Kessek's shots came close, one or two bolts scorching across his bony crest and horns, leaving blackened scorches as well as a few along the sides of his neck.
Once he closed in on the twenty foot high wal of electricity and the Kessek behind it, letting out a deafening roar of anger as he leaped over the wall as easily as one would jump a hurdle before landing in the midst the Kessek, likely crushing one of the unfortunate warriors in the process before he lashed out in all directions with teeth, claws wings and tail, each with the force of a one hundred and fourty foot long bronze dragon behind them.
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The three on Kang, meanwhile, had been worn down to two, both both were firing pretty steadily and were making sure to keep him engaged enough so they could finally take him out and then focus on Crucible.
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Swinging his massive form around, lashing out with his long, thick tail to crush the two remaining Kessek in an attempt to dispatch them quickly before he would leap back over the wall of lightning to make his way back over towards Kang. Focusing the two remaining Kessek with a glare before roar that could shake one to the bone.
The supernatural aura of his dragonfear was likely lost on them if they were truly immune to fear however logic might drive them to withdraw or at least focus their fire on the larger target. Hoping to draw fire away from Kang and to give him the chance to finish them off.
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With that moved ahead of of Kang's position and advanced on the five, providing cover for Kang to advance behind him with a lesser risk from return fire. Unleashing his breath weapon once more on one of the plasma gun wielding Kessek, at the current range it would likely only catch the initial target, as long as they'd learned to spread out further against the attacks Kang and Crucible were able to put out.
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