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: When Princess Sky proposed using the evacuation protocol, it sounded like a good idea. Since it was an emergency rescue measure the control lockout permitted me to initiate it.
Peach: Well, you have my thanks. I'm really getting sold on the idea of having an AI run the ship.
Roddie: That might be a problem. There aren't many of us, and we have an issue with intentionally causing units to Awaken. Status update. The docked module has revealed itself and is requesting communication with “Mister Ace.”
Ace: Hmm. If no one has any objections, I think I should take it.
Peach: Make sure it's audio only. The rest of us should keep quiet. Roddie, can you add static to prevent analysis of background noise?
Roddie: Yes, Captain.
Ace: OK, put the call thru when you're ready. If I make a cutting motion, turn the mic off and confirm, please.
Roddie: Understood. Mic is live.
Ace: This is Ace. Too whom have I the pleasure of speaking?
Voice: What a polite boy. If you can behave, you'd make a wonderful … aid. Just like the Orions used to be, before they forgot that we saved their ancestors from starving and freezing to death. Still, it was our fault in the end. Even the tamest creature will bite when abused. I am B'Van Si, last of the Divine Race in this galaxy. You may address me as, “Lady Si,” or “My Lady.”
Ace: A Dilmun, I never guessed that you were here. But I hope you'll forgive me if I'm not prepared to call you “My Lady” just yet, Lady Si.
Lady Si: Telmiri. I was, am, a renegade. I'll forgive much if you stop opposing me. You've proven surprisingly resilient and effective. Poor Regina never saw it coming. Such a shame, but it would have had to be destroyed anyway. I'm the only one that truly appreciated golems, but it was too independent; I was having to re-assert my control over it more and more frequently. As for the unfortunate General... You did warn her.