-jump from where we are now , lets risk it all . wherever it take us , we cant stay here
[Alarm Klaxon Sounds - Red Alert Status Engaged]
"WARNING: Baryon density critical. Probability of hull collapse during subspace translation: 87.3%. Probability of spatial shear tearing the ship apart: 94.1%. Remaining in current position: Threat level - High, but calculable.
Protocol Omega-7 requires command authorization override for a suicide jump. Please confirm: 'Override Omega-7. Authorization [Your Name].'
Do you wish to proceed, Commander? This is a one-way vector with no return."
This response is AI-generated, for reference only.
-94% is not a hundred , proceed
[Override recognized. Voice print confirmed. Authorization: COMMANDER.]
[Subspace Drive Spooling.]
[Baryon Filters Bypassed.]
[Structural Integrity Field set to maximum overload.]
"All non-essential power rerouted to the jump drive. Navigation locked to a random translation vector. Estimated survival threshold: 5.8%. May fortune favor the reckless, Commander."
[The ship shudders violently as space outside the viewport begins to distort into impossible, shimmering fractals.]
"Subspace jump in 3... 2... 1...
-computer !! where are we ?
[Multiple proximity alarms blare. The main viewport flickers, then stabilizes to show a stunning vista: a nebula of violet and crimson gas, backlit by a brilliant binary star system. An unknown, jagged planetoid drifts close to port.]
"Jump complete. Immediate sensor analysis: We are... not in charted space. No SolCom navigation beacons detected. No known stellar signatures in database.
Primary scan indicates breathable atmosphere on the third planet of the binary pair. However... picking up anomalous energy readings from the planetoid. Reading is artificial. Non-human. And it is scanning us."
"Recommendations: Hail the source, cloak and move to the planet, or prepare for possible hostile contact?"
-scan them back , compare weapons and possibilities of fight
[Sensors engage with a low hum. A tactical grid materializes on the main display, highlighting the planetoid with flashing red sigils.]
"Scanning. Energy profile is dense, crystalline-based technology. Power output exceeds ours by a factor of 300%. Detecting multiple weapon signatures: phased particle beams, gravitic distorters... and one massive emission consistent with a planet-cracker class weapon.
Comparative analysis complete. Possibility of successful engagement in a direct fight: 0.02%. Possibility of inflicting minor damage before destruction: 11.7%. They have detected our scan. Energy spike detected in their primary weapon array."
"They are powering up. Estimate 45 seconds until they achieve firing solution. Our options have narrowed, Commander."
This response is AI-generated, for reference only.
-0.02%. is not zero , engage all weapons and be like a nasty fly .
[A series of sharp, decisive tones echo through the bridge as weapons systems come online. The ship shudders, not from turbulence, but from the raw power being channeled.]
"All weapons armed. Tactical protocol 'Nettle' engaged. Phasers set to rapid-fire, dispersant pattern. Photon torpedoes loaded with high-yield ionic pulse warheads—designed to scramble, not pierce.
"Targeting their sensor clusters and primary power relays. Maximum evasive pattern Delta."
[The ship lurches forward, a blur against the nebula's glow. The first volley of phaser fire streaks out, not as a single beam, but as a hundred scintillating needles of light, aimed to distract and irritate.]
"Firing. Be the fly, Commander."
[On the viewscreen, the planetoid's surface flickers with pinpoint impacts, like sparks off an anvil.]
