An online comic about Ace. A young geek that's too nice for his own good. All he wants is a regular life and a regular girlfriend. But he knows that isn't going to happen. – CGI – Adult situations. Artistic nudity. Not suitable for children or Fundies.
Voice: Exodus complete.
Ace: Your module's all but falling apart, but you brought all of your people here with it, correct?
General: That is so.
Ace: It's evacuation protocols have been moving your people onto the ship, with a little prodding on my part. They'll have access from there to life pods if necessary. I think if you could let the crew wake up and release control we can minimize any further risk.
General: At once, Young Master.
Regina: Hah hah hah. Fools! The General has no control over those things. Her “diadem” is glass and plastic. I activated crew suppression and the control override through the Masters' module. And without access to the equipment in my torso, I couldn't shut them off if I wanted too. As long as it remains docked and online, you can't take control back. And you can't get to it or escape. I locked down this deck the moment I set foot on it. I may die, but I'm taking you all with me!
Ace: I wasn't expecting to get locked in, but I did take the module into account. I think.
Ace: Any minute now... Query: Exile status?
Voice: Exile delayed. Currently on an intercept course with a malfunctioning life pod. Warning: 0.00003 cycles, 12.6 T-minutes, to landing sequence initiation if control is not restored to the recognized crew. Warning: Structural integrity is insufficient for probable survival.
Ace: Contact Exile.
Voice: Communications remain off-line.
Ace: So much for Plan B.