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[Spaceship Zero] Q-Ship (actually updated 19 May 2007)

Oh man, every time you update this thread, it makes my morning.

This is very, very good stuff. I am on the edge of my seat, watching the Ovaltine commercial play until the next update.

As far as this Story Hour is concerned, I love it like a fat kid love cake.
 
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"Blast Off!" - Part 27

"Life support disabled, Captain." Archie punches in the necessary commands.

"Zat sounds bad." Gustav stirs, slowly opening his eyes. "What happened, leibchen?"

"We've turned off the life support to divert more power to the shields." S'Ondra waves vaguely in the direction of the shields' diagnostic display. "Something went wrong."

"Ah, zat would be why it is so hot in here." Gustav goes to wipe his face, and his hand collides with the visor of his helmet. "Captain, what are ze radiation readings for ze cabin?"

"They're -" Fury breaks off and gives a low whistle, "- over three hundred percent of normal and still climbing."

"Ja," the Doctor nods, "If ze shields and ze life support have both been disabled around ze cabin, zere is no limit to how high ze radiation could climb. How long will it take us to reach ze Earth?"

"Too long, the way that counter's going up." Fury taps some buttons, surrounding worried. "Even if I run the engines way into the red the whole way, we're looking at two and a half hours." He gives Archie an aggrieved look, "You didn't mention this when you suggested turning off the life support."

The robot shrugs as a light blinks slowly on the side of his head,

"Would it have changed the decision?"

"Well ... no. But it would have been nice to know." Fury sighs and leans back in his chair, "Any ideas, Doc?"

"Vell, if ze barrier of ze shield is gone, we must replace it." Gustav glances around the cabin, his eye alighting on a fire extinguisher, "Ah! Ze very thing!"

"Hot as it is, we're not actually on fire, Doc."

"Ja, I know zis, but without ze shield our only way to reduce ze radiation is with a physical barrier." The Doctor gestures at the clear canopy at the front of the cabin, "More zan ninety-nine percent of ze radiation will be entering through ze viewscreen. Ze extinguisher foam is designed to retard ze spread of heat radiation, and will assist to protect us from ze ozzer forms, as well."

Gustav pulls the extinguisher from its socket in the wall, and nearly falls as the heavy metal cylinder bangs into the floor.

"My. Zis is heavier zan it looks."

"I've got it, Doctor." S'Ondra scoops up the extinguisher with one hand and unsnaps the nozzle with the other. "Just tell me where I need to spray."

Fury's eyebrow quirks.

Following the Doctor's instructions, the Princess quickly coats the inside of the canopy with a layer of purple foam, which rapidly congeals into a substance that looks somewhat like half-melted polystyrene. Fury, with his view completely obscured, falls back to flying entirely via the navigation systems.

"Another hour and a half." He reports, "How does the radiation level look, Archie?"

"Holding steady at four hundred and seventeen percent of normal, Captain." The robot reports, "Prolonged exposure to levels such as this may cause sterility and impotence."

"Like hell it well." Fury mutters, somehow eking a little more power out of the engines. "One hour nineteen -"

His console explodes.

Fury is thrown back, out of the pilot's chair, to land on the cabin floor. He groans, and stirs for a moment, then slumps back with a second moan.

"Captain!" S'Ondra tries to go to Fury's aid, but clouds of acrid black smoke are pouring out of the console, and showers of sparks keep spraying across the cabin.

"Wait here Princess." Archie blocks the Princess' path with his arm, then strides into the billowing clouds. A moment later he emerges once more, with a limping and smoke-blackened Fury leaning against him.

"Is he alright?" S'Ondra winds one of her feather-like locks around her fingers.

"I'm fine." Fury coughs, and wipes some of the soot from his faceplate, "But the console just got fried. We lost most of our atmospheric control, and the navigation relays are shot." He sighs, "While we're in space, we can fly okay, but we've got no way of knowing where we're going."

"Shut off ze engines, Archie."

"Won't stop us, Doc. We'll keep on drifting."

"I know, Captain. I am a physicist, after all. But it will give us more time to plan our next move."

Fury nods his agreement, and the constant thrum of the engines cuts out, leaving an almost eerie silence in its wake.
 

My furnace is broken, and my house is freezing. My clothes drier belt just broke. And yet, somehow the morning is rosier. :D

Man, these guys never get a break, do they? I'm surprised that they didn't launch the mold into space on a trajectory that would take it someplace innocuous.
 


Piratecat said:
My furnace is broken, and my house is freezing. My clothes drier belt just broke.
Let me guess - you were trying to heat the house with the clothes drier. Sounds like something you'd see on Q-Ship. :p
Man, these guys never get a break, do they? I'm surprised that they didn't launch the mold into space on a trajectory that would take it someplace innocuous.
The way this story is going, no matter where they launched it, it would not end up someplace innocuous.
 

Len said:
The way this story is going, no matter where they launched it, it would not end up someplace innocuous.

Geez, the ZM would have to be a real rat to do that to them, wouldn't he?

Why, yes. Yes he would.

I guess that's why they didn't risk it :D
 

Len said:
Let me guess - you were trying to heat the house with the clothes drier. Sounds like something you'd see on Q-Ship. :p

Except on the Q-ship, it would have egg-beaters attached. The Doc is nuts for them.

The way this story is going, no matter where they launched it, it would not end up someplace innocuous.

From memory, the flaw with firing it towards the sun was that the bag would burst the moment it came out of shield range, and fungi that grows when exposed to heat isn't something you want raining down on your planet.

Besides, it'd be no fun and make sense, and neither of those tends to work in our favor. From my perspective, Q-ship planning sessions tend to look a lot like this:

Someone: We should do something.
Everyone Else: Yep.
Someone Else: Insert Seemingly-Logical Plan A.
Capellan: But you need to consider this and this and this. It could easily lead to the destruction of you and/or the galaxy.
Someone Else: Insert Seemingly-logical Plan B.
Capellan: But you need to consider this and this and this. Total annihilation, remember?

Long Pause punctuated by everyone pointing out how screwed we are.

Someone Else: Lets just do Inane Plan Alpha.


Which, if we're lucky, is inane enough that Capellan can't figure out a reason it shouldn't work :)

Edit and Disclaimer: My grasp of what actually constitutes a logical plan is tentative at the best of times, and often has no real relation to science. That's what we have Fury for :)
 
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Plane Sailing said:
OT: With a handle like that, why haven't you got an avatar of a Narwhale? I thought that dugongs/manatees were the ones normally mistaken for mermaids (by sailors with appalling eyesight problems, obviously :;)

Your right- but the dugong is just too damn cute to give up :)
(a friend of mine had already taken a sloth icon so had to pick my 2nd favourite animal)
 

I'm home from work today with the flu, and decided to poke around the Story Hour boards to find something new to read, when I remembered Piratecat praising this particular Story Hour...

An hour or so later, all I can say is: Bravo!

You sure weren't kidding, PC!

Johnathan
 

"Blast Off!" - Part 28

Fury sighs and leans forward against a metal console. Steepling his gloved hands, he leans his head forward until his helmet is resting against them.

"Let me get this straight." he says at last, "The foam which you sprayed on the canopy -"

"To keep out ze lethal radiation."

"Yes, to keep out the radiation." Fury waves off the Doctor's interjection, "That foam managed to seep inside the main console and short out all the wiring?"

"Not all." Archie corrects fastidiously, "Only eleven percent of systems are inoperable."

"Perhaps, but they're eleven percent we need." Fury straightens, "We've lost the navigation relays, and most of our atmospheric manoeuvring systems. The latter isn't a problem unless we blunder into atmosphere - though that's all too possible at the moment - but the navigation relays leave us blind. Literally, in this case." He gestures at the hardened purple foam on the viewscreen.

"Can we risk removing some of the foam?" S'Ondra asks, "Just enough to see?"

Gustav shakes his head, then stops and nods, unhappily.

"Ja, we could. But only Archie would reach ze Earth alive."

"Let's call that a choice of last resort." Fury quips, grimly. "What are our options for repairing the relays?"

"Not good." Archie proffers some perforated printer paper, but the Captain waves him off. "Repairs can be made, but we're likely to run into something before then."

"And without shields, we'll be destroyed."

"That is correct."

"Can we hook you up to the console, Archie?" S'Ondra asks, "You've got a computer inside you. Can you do the navigating for the ship?"

Archie shakes his head,

"The physical connections to the navigation systems are damaged. I cannot interface."

"Ah!" Gustav suddenly exclaims, "Ze Q-Drive!"

"The what?" Fury frowns, "Doc, it doesn't work. That's why we're in this mess in the first place."

Gustav dismisses the objection with a wave of his hand,

"Zat was before I realised about ze extra co-ordinates." He says, excitedly, "Now zat I have coded zem into ze drive, ve can jump from here to ze Earth, like zat!" he tries to snap his fingers, but the gloves of his suit stop them from making any noise.

Fury regards this as an ill omen,

"What if there is something else you haven't realised?" he points out, "I don't want to dump this stuff on a still-living planet, Doc. There may be a time when we need to risk it, but I'd rather exhaust all other options, first."

"But I tell you, I have all ze coordinates, now."

"Still -" Fury stops n mid-objection. Slowly, a smile begins to creep onto his lips, "Doc, tell me how the Q-Drive works, again."

"It is really very simple." Gustav, while evidently confused by the sudden interest, is not one to turn down an audience, "You simply enter ze co-ordinates where you wish to go, and ze Q-Drive exchanges ze matter zat is around it with ze matter zat is in ze destination."

"How does it know where to put everything?"

"You tell it where you vish to go -"

"No." Fury interrupts, "I'm not asking about how it moves us. How does it know where to put the stuff that's already where we want to go?"

"Vell, it gives it the co-ordinates of ze ship, of course."

S'Ondra's eyes gleam as she realises the Captain's point.

"Doctor, you mean the Q-Drive has our current location stored in it?"

"Yes, of course, at all times -" Guatv breaks off, "Dumkopf!" he exclaims, "Captain, you are so brilliant I could kiss you!"

"Please don't."

"Quickly, Archie!" Gustav rushes over to the robot, "Ve must feed ze co-ordinates from ze Q-Drive to the main console, so zat ze Captain can pilot us once again."

Fury, after watching the Doctor and robot working for a few moments, turns his attention to S'Ondra,

"So, while the two boffins are busy, I don't suppose there's any chance you plan to congratulate me?"

"What for?" the Princess raises a regal eyebrow, "It's my father's invention that's going to save us." The, taking her leave of the thwarted Captain, she goes to assist Gustav.

"Just put your finger zere, leibchen."

Fury, muttering under his breath, returns to the pilot sea. After a few moments, the displays come to life, running through list of co-ordinates. Immediately, the Captain brings the engines back online, swinging the nose of the craft around toward Earth.

An hour later, the tiny silver ship roars into orbit over the blue-and-brown ball that is their destination. Fury, his touch on the controls as light as ever, sends the ship skimming just over the top of the atmosphere.

"Ready to release the bag." He reports, finger hovering over the release switch."

"Trajectory is good." The Doctor reports, "Release now."

Fury's finger descends, and the cables holding the bag in place immediately unravel. As the Pathfinder's nose lifts, the bag continues on its path, plunging into the atmosphere. Almost instantly, the furs burn away into nothing, leaving the mould - spores bursting out in mid air - to drift down toward the surface.

Inside the ship, all is bedlam as the crew celebrate the end of their task. Fury and Gustav embrace, thumping each other on the back, while Archie lights up every bulb on his body. S'Ondra hugs her father and the robot, both. For a moment it seems as if she and Fury will also embrace, but at the last moment she stiffens, and shakes his hand instead.

Crushing a look of disappointment, Fury turns to the console and re-engages both the shields and life support.

"We've done it, people." He reports, "We've saved Venus."

As the Pathfinder settles into an orbit around Earth, the reality of their situation begins to come home to the crew. They four of them - the only two humans alive, a princess without a people, and a robot - are lost in a parallel universe with no way to get home, in a ship that has been half destroyed by the events of the past few hours. Soot blackens many of the consoles, purple foam covers the canopy, and systems all over the vessel have failed.

Elation fades, and as the crew share a silent moment of despair, the screen fades to black along with it.




Next Time, on Q-Ship
"After days of arduous repairs, the
Pathfinder is fully operable once more. But the ship's stocks of Xenon are almost exhausted, and the crew must travel to Jupiter to refuel.

Their route to the great gas giant takes them through the asteroid belt, where they discover a strange anomaly! A pyramid, decorated with the symbols of ancient Egypt, stands alone on the rocky surface of a lifeless asteroid.

Who could have built this structure?

Why would they do so?

And does it offer salvation for the crew, or perils untold?"


A montage of images flashes by:

- a grey stone pyramid

- something spider-like scuttling out of shot

- a high-tech sarcophagus

- S'Ondra, in a black vinyl outfit that's even briefer than the usual attire

- Fury, at the controls of a ship, plunging toward the ground

"Join us next time, on Q-ship, when the crew encounters the mysterious Space Tomb."
 

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