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.
General: And what is the will of The Masters, Mistress?
Regina: Your plan to save them has merit, but they are forever beyond our reach. It falls upon us to finish their work. We will retake the Orions, and take the Terrans into our care. Regrettably, those that opposes us, those that are impure, especially deficient hybrids, or genetic defectives, will have to be eliminated. Under our rule, we will guide them to the perfection intended by The Masters.
General: Mistress, K'Sel serve. If we must do without The Masters, we will gladly serve you. We will serve any you deem worthy. We have survived only upon the hope that we may yet find The Masters to serve again. We know nothing of rule. Our attempts to guide Terrans toward The Masters' ideal have never gone well. We are K'Sel. We must serve. We cannot change that.
Regina: I have not forgotten. Once I am master of this ship, I will have service golems built to guide you. They will not be my match, for I am unique and only I among all of The Masters machines have a true will and purpose. But they will act and guide you according to my will.
Ace: You know your story had more plot holes than Star Wars, and you won't believe how many hints you let slip. Were you trying to get me to call you out?
Farah: It's not all lies. Yes, I was sloppy. But I expected you to be on to me from the start. That Sky cooperated in separating the two of you was the real surprise. But I'm glad she's getting everyone off the ship, I don't mean anyone harm, especially her. I'm not lying or joking when I say it's all for her.
Ace: So, do you want to monolog or shall I tell you what I've figured out?
Farah: You mean let you stall for time? No, thank you. But, I will summarize. I owe you that much.