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.
Roddie: Nearly all Orions have been evacuated and the Masters' module has moved the K'Sel to where they have access to my lifepods. Only those of you on this deck remain. I have some control over how I will enter the Earth's atmosphere and it should be possible to effect destruction of the module first, allowing me to get you to safety. You will need to proceed to a life pod staging area immediately.
Ace: Won't you be able to cancel the landing sequence at that time?
Roddie: Negative. Projections indicate that the main hull will fail moments afterward. But, that only shortens my time by a few micro-cycles, a few minutes, rather.
Grand Leader: Then I'm not leaving. From what you say there are 5 beings that are unable to evacuate. It would be wrong to abandon you.
Roddie: My awareness dates back over a thousand cycles, Grand Leader. Our youngest is 803. A long life by any measure save The Masters. There is no reason to shorten your own existence on our behalf.
Grand Leader: I do not intend to die today. If the Young Master will return his gift, I'm going to cut my way to the module. I'll get it detached if I have to go outside and hack away at the docking clamps myself.
Rusty: A hand tool of any size would not be sufficient to cut through the intervening bulkhead doors or the docking clamps in the allotted time. I can lead you to the upper deck via exterior airlocks. If we hurry, we may succeed.
Grand Leader: Diligent One, I will welcome your company.
Ace: I'll go with you. I seem to have some sway with the computers here.
Rusty: Negative, Just Ace, your “sway” with computers make you too valuable to risk.
Grand Leader: However, I think The Pretender may prove helpful.
Regina: Why should I help you?
Grand Leader: You are not intrigued to learn that you have a legacy? No wish to embrace the prospect of a new future? Because if you are useless, I'll have The Diligent One calculate a trajectory for my throwing arm, and you can spend the next few hundred years watching The Sun get closer and closer.
Regina: You do make a compelling argument.
Sky: I can go into the crawl-ways and environmental systems, see if I can get there that way.
Peach & X: Not alone, you're not!
Lackey: She will not be alone.