“How did you know to ssshoot the sssuit?” Boots hissed as he prodded the smoldering remains of the suit. Its ashes still glowed with the residual energy of the assault, but as the heat dissipated the embers faded. Upon unleashed...
Read More“I sssay we just ssshoot it, Captain,” Boots hissed. “I am inclined to agree,” Helvetica said to him. As the conversation continued, she poked through the reply options, grinding her teeth. “Does this dialogue ever end? It’s...
Read More“Resistance detected,” the Borg supervisor said, the volume of its voice swelling in an uncanny crescendo of voices. “Activating Supervisor 341 adjunct 2 of Store 551 of 600. Stand by for direct interaction.” The trio didn’t...
Read More“Hey there,” the Borg chef said. “Can I perhaps implore you to stop shooting the employees? They’re just trying to do their job.” “They tried to asssimilate usss,” Boots hissed with a sneer. He pointed his rapier directly at the...
Read MoreThe team arrived in the “Food Court” by following signs set up on the green glowing walls. With every step they took, the cabled texture of the walls began to dissolve into smooth paneling, and the floor began to show signs of...
Read More“First time assimilation subscribers receive bonus energy for six months and free implant upgrades for signing up for lifetime contracts,” the Collective’s chorus boomed over a hidden PA system. “Certain conditions and...
Read More“Lower your shields and prepare to be assimilated.” “Do these guys do customer service work?” Helvetica asked. She thumbed through the various options on the captain’s console. Photon torpedoes: check. Phasers: check. No mute...
Read More“What happens if we get to the bridge and the Captain is…dead?” asked Rocky-Road. Boots shifted on his feet, all of the leather on him creaking. “If sssooo then I nominate Helvetica as Captain. Ssshe’sss most sssenior and...
Read MoreEnsign Rocky-Road proved to be extremely clumsy with the phaser rifle that Helvetica gave her to defend herself—she couldn’t manage to hold the rifle and her tricorder at the same time. This led to a series of misfires, fumbles,...
Read MoreBy this point, Helvetica had obtained quite the collection of firearms from the various Borg drone’s in the corridors. Her armament now consisted of a multitude of pistols and rifles–entirely disruptors and phasers. She’d...
Read MoreThe strangely limited spaces to move through continued as Helvetica was forced to ride the turbolift repeatedly to walk down eerily similar corridors–however, unlike before, said corridors were filled with target dummies...
Read MoreThe USS Oxford was an aging Miranda-class starship berthed out of the Sol system with a distinguished record of service. Her angular lines spoke of an era long past when starships were built for function over...
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