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.
Ace: I'm sorry, Lady Si, but the main bridge will have been secured by now. And unless your exit plan takes into account a damaged module, there's nowhere to run. Roddie? Do the Orions enforce Dilmun judgments or even use encapsulation?
Roddie: Actually, the Old Masters rarely employed encapsulation. It was meant as a threat to enforce exile. I still have old protocols urging me to toss her into a fabber with a few carbonaceous asteroids, but I defer to the law of the registered crew. Constitutionally, all Dilumn convictions were overturned, and encapsulation isn't listed among permitted punishments. Generally impulse management training and treatment is provided first. Only if an individual rejects impulse management or proves unable to resist criminal or aggressive impulses are they put under monitoring, restricted liberty, or incarceration.
Ace: So, Lady Si, I think it's safe to say you'll get a fair trial. If you do get locked up, it won't be for what is very long to you. I think if you work with the Orions, you could become a respected, even revered figure in time. Or you could start planning that colony expedition you talked about. You'd probably have your pick of volunteers, Orion and Terran.
B'Van Si: Work with Orions? Do THEIR bidding? They were little more than bright animals when we found them. We guarded and guided them for 90,000 cycles. We raised them to the point that they could comprehend basic Divine Tech. We helped them develop the golems to relieve them of tedious labors. They were going to inherit the stars from us. Become Masters in their own right. But they attacked us instead. And my people, rather that put them in their place, simply left for the new galaxy early. And without Divine guidance, they have verged on extinction ever since, and nearly all of their population is defective to some degree. Only some of their truetypes and hybrids are worth saving. The rest? We're going to exterminate them, my lovely, savage Terrans and I. It will be a mercy. Terrans are ready to work Divine Tech now. The next generation will understand it. And the next few, under my leadership, will surpass it. Then we will seek out my people and show them that I was right all along. And if they reject me again, reject us, then they will suffer judgment at our hands.