After Earth - Episode II - Beyond Colonial Space.

[Shayuri]

Mel scratched her cheek as the anomaly loomed large.

"That's a big wedgie," she commented. "Not much we can do about it though. Would you rather take the chance of getting torn apart by that thing, or of getting off the beacons, and starving to death lost in hyperspace for all time? I have no idea which is riskier, so it's basically whichever you feel like ordering."

 

[Rhun]

"What the hell?" mutters Damon, strapping himself into his seat. "I'm trusting you, Mel. Do it!" He looks back at the others. "Strap yourselves in...its like to be a bumpy ride."

 

[ethandrew]

"Oh god," Pierce said, looking for the nearest available seat to strap in. He hadn't really forayed into space adventures yet, stuck on Unity for his life, so most of the happenings so far were new to the man. And although he'd never admit to being actually scared or afraid, certain things like being torn apart by a big wedgie did instill a certain sense of nervousness.

 

[Shayuri]

"Couldn't have said it better myself," Mel mutters as she reaches over to flick a series of switches that then glow ominously red.

"Cnosos, two things. One, *safeties are off, so get your butt strapped into something in five seconds or less. Two, I need you to put everything we've got into the engines. Life support too. If this doesn't work, we're probably dead anyway, and if it does we'll be through it before we can suffocate."

"Gaetanna, if you don't want to be a crimson stain on the wall, get into a chair and strap every last point of the harness. That goes for anyone who hasn't got the point yet too. Strap in. I'm not kidding."

She takes a deep breath then and closes her eyes, one hand resting loosely on the control yoke, the other on the throttle slider. Seconds tick past as she waits for people to get ready. The ship shudders as it starts to slide into the gravitational effect, and shear off away from the beacon path.

Mel opens her eyes and slammed the throttle forward.

Several things happened at once. A titanic roar thundered through the Gold Greed's spaceframe, seeming to shake the very soul of the occupants. As this happened, everyone and everything aboard the ship suddenly weighed several times as much as usual, but that weight was pulling them not to the floor...but to the back wall. And finally, the ship shot forward like a proverbial flying rodent escaping from a mythological plane of punishment, swerving back onto the beacon path and diving straight into the heart of the maelstrom!

(The dreaded Pilot roll gets 31!! That's a 19, ladies and gentlemen!)
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* Engine safeties are automatic software controls embedded into every ship's fly-by-wire operating system. They interact with throttle adjustments, softening accelerations to levels safe for humanoid occupants, and for the physical structure of the spacecraft. Most engines of even human design are capable of accelerations that far exceed those safe levels, at least for periods of time. Flying with safeties off is considered foolhardy, even for experienced pilots, since anyone can make a misjudgement, or accidentally apply more force than needed in the heat of the moment. However, with the safeties off, a spacecraft can achieve performance it would normally not be permitted by the software...though there's no guarantee it will survive it.

 

[Relique du Madde]

"I was sitting down..." Gaetanna strapped herself in her seat then is sent spinning as it pivoted with the ship's movement. "Ugh! Where's the possition lock on this thing.. I think I'm going to be sick..."

 

[Rhun]

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OOC: A 33 actually, with Damon's aid another. Probably won't matter much, but hey...let's take it anyway. [/]b

 

[Rhun]

Damon's eyes remain glued on the sensor displays as he tries to feed all the necessary information to Mel to help her pilot through the hyperspace wedgie.

 

[Voda Vosa]

Cnosos had just sat back and straped himself to the seat after driving all energy sources to the engines and turning safety off. The tremendous force of the short fly let him wordless.
"..."

"I'll plug safety on when you want."

 

[Dr Simon]

Solly had watched with mild interest, without comment, as the others had not only revealed the presence of a sophisticated AI on board, but has systematically demolished Gaetanna's self-confidence. Interesting people.

And now this, plunging headlong into a super-charged hyperspace anomaly. This is one situation you can't talk your way out of, Gancz, he told himself, hands clenched on the arm-rests of his acceleration couch so hard it the impression might be there forever. He tries to whistle Lillabulero, finds his mouth is too dry, tries to hum it instead but all he manages is:

"Eep!"

 

[Blackrat]

The inertial push towards the backwall was too much for the ancient dampeners on your ship but it soon subsided as the gravitic forces on the anomaly started pulling on you. First to the right, then up, then to three different directions at once, feeling like it was trying to rip you apart and it continued like that the whole 10 minutes it took to navigate through the storm. Luckily Mel managed to avoid the strongest vortexes and keep the ship on the beacon eventhough the anomaly tried hard to pull you out of course. Three times a charged shock almost hit the Greed but with fast reflexes and Damon's aid Mel managed to dodge them.

As you near the outer edge of the anomaly, Damon picks a signal on the sensors. There's another ship that has cleared the storm. It seems to have been hit by an energyblast, probably one of the storm's "lightnings" and is slowly drifting out of the beacon range.