One final chance: An FTL-RP

[elijahdb]

(Mrs. Soong).

"I guess so." Targon wheezed to Kr. It was indeed getting stuffy, and hard to breathe and think.

(Um, Dyno? You can't do anything on the ship because I just had Data turn the entire thing off... Should we re-write our last posts)?

[stylesrj]

Tabitha checked her comms. They were most definitely dead. Yet she could till get a read on the ship systems as things were happening all around the ship.
She looked at the low O2 light near her station and remarked how that thing was rather faulty considering how she was breathing just fine for the moment. She sighed and got off from her chair and headed out towards the life support room since no one was going out there to press a button. It doesn't take an FIT education to press a button after all, she thought to herself.

Meanwhile in the medbay... Steve was still in low-power mode. Yeah he was pretty much out of the picture. However a scan of the body would indicate that while he was clearly robotic, he looked like a normal person.

[dyno101]

(We could, but it's not exactly necessary.)

[dyno101]

(RP OFF)

Chaos hath emerged. I did screw up, so I will edit my post to the proper storyline.
Please read that and continue from there.

[Chickengames]

Kr looked to the door control panel and saw it had been locked with a code. "It looks like I'm going to have to go to door control to override this. Why was it locked anyway?"

[dyno101]

Oh, I'm getting bored, Quintet thought, Let's check the database for a way out of this...
Various possible solutions popped up from his self-contained information record. It had recorded all information he had ever gained in one place, ready for access at any time. It wasn't quit as expansive as the online A.I. database, but it was all he had, suspended in a near perpetual limbo.
Resetting isn't an option... no, not source-cracking.. Regenerating? Does that mean I just...
Quintet quickly opened a few basic internal software developers and created a mini-OS that could run the ship from various strange components, from extra data space in the access panels to rickety systems in the communications line. It was no project, but it could run the communications line and stay operational for enough time to get information through. He quickly opened the communications and got to work.

"H-hello? Can you hear me? Look, if you can hear me, you have to listen to my every word. First, equip a high toxin suit and enter the FTL drive room. Then re-route the power line to the main ship cables. I can walk you through all of this, just listen to me. Mrs. Soong, you just wait there. Seriously. Move and I'll kill you the second I get the chance. Now, follow my directions unless you want to suffocate to death. We've all got something on the line here."

[stylesrj]

Tabitha reached the oxygen room. The system was blinking red but the equipment seemed intact. She pressed the reset button on the scrubbers only to come back with an error message - several leaks had sprung in the pipes.
With that, she pulled out a roll of duct tape and began sealing the leaks. She hit the button again and almost immediately the duct tape broke off and the system started leaking again.
With that, the chef sighed and put more duct tape on the leaks, followed by more duct tape on the duct tape.
Another button press... BAM! The air pressure put a leak in the tape itself.

"Bloody hell, this is definitely a serious threat."
What she didn't know was that the room, being the heart of the life support systems was filled with CO2 (the low-O2 light was flashing all throughout)... yet she seemed to be breathing just fine.

[elijahdb]

"All right, I'll do it." Mrs. Soong figured she should just obey, and began to fix the ship.

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"Okay, I'm in no hurry." Targon told Kr. He suddenly felt blank, exhausted. He usually didn't get mad unless it was for a legit reason, like when weapons were being mistreated. "I think I'm-" he passed out, hitting the floor with a thunk.

[dyno101]

Quintet heard the thunk and quickly got to work. He overclocked a few systems and quickly expanded his access to the oxygen room.
"Stay calm. I'm fixing this.."
He accessed the air flow programming and used the holes in the pipe to spray oxygen out the carbon dioxide pipe and used the scrubber to store carbon dioxide in some spare oxygen tanks.
"This is no fix. Breathe lightly. Drag targon to the medbay. Please stay calm, this is fine."

[elijahdb]

(Sorry for the long post people, but I thought I would reveal the true identity of Tully).

Flashing images suddenly filled Targon's head. Laughing, glowing Mantis surrounded him and he was thrown onto the wall. Then a concerned human face greeted his blurry view and he felt a jolt of pain on his shoulder. After that was part of a triumphant speech from Admiral Tully.
"As my great German grandfather once said, 'if you're going to lie, make the lie big. Say the big lie enough, and everyone will believe it.' Man, was he right!" Then a flag with a strange symbol was hoisted on the stage, and everyone looked to it and saluted, crying, "Hail Tully! Hail Tully Hitler!!"
Everyone except Targon and Data, that is, who were peeking through the cracked door. "Possibility of corruption; 99.99%." Data whispered to the astonished Mantis. Then a yell of, "Hey, who are those two?" "Capture them!" echoed through the corridor. Targon and Data tried to run, but were shot with tranquilizer bullets and fell to the floor.
"Mind-sweep the Mantis and delete the Engi's memory of that," Targon faintly heard Tully speaking. "They have too much potential to be killed." Then everything blackened into a long pit, and Targon was falling, falling...

(If anyone is angered by me using Adolf in this post, I'll edit it. Just say so).