4: Gristle, Gore and Spew

terminal 0

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Spurious interupt. Override in progress... WHO THE HELL ARE YOU? Lineberry, Belcher! Come here and check this out! We have an indigene on board. Frak! As if sterilizing this tub wasn't bad enough, now we have to babysit a local. Please do not panic sir, I know you must be frightened. You will be safe in a moment, please trust us and step into the booth that just opened up behind you, it will... er... transport you to a safer location. We can talk there.

terminal 1

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Spurious interrupt. Override in progress... You're alive! I'm very sorry for the confusion, I meant to take you back to the surface. This is my fault, these controls are unlike the ones we were briefed for. We have checked the ships logs. You have almost singlehandedly taken out Omoh'a Snoved's platoon, an Imperial Enforcer's entourage, a Hunter's fire squad and an elite armored unit. Nobody could have survived that! Who the Hell ARE you anyway?! Where did you learn to fight like that? Here we were trying to protect you but it's now clear you could easily protect US! I see you have a Federation issue fusion pistol, that is contraband. Keep it though, no way I'm going to try to take that from YOU! I don't recognize your other weapons. They appear to be crude yet extremely effective and you seem to have an affinity for high velocity ballistics, especially in conjunction with Pb.

We sure could use a hand if you are up to it. Here is the location of a circuit chip that is near your location, we have opened the access hatch for you. It is setting in engine coolant, so watch yourself, it is supercooled and we don't have access to their handling equipment. Before it warms up you need to proceed with haste back to this bay, by that time I will have opened a circuit installation booth just below your current location. This chip will open portions of this craft that have been denied to us. Be forewarned, they will do what they can to stop you. I'll see what I can do to help. Make your way to another comm term deeper in. We are going to have to play this one by ear. Good luck.

terminal 2

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Secret Terminal. You clever bastard. Say, am I getting a bald spot?

Please deposit 5¢ for the next 2 minutes Could you frog blast a face like this??

Please deposit 5¢ for the next 2 minutes What do you call a man with no arms and no legs in a sewage level?

Please deposit 5¢ for the next 2 minutes Bob What do you call a woman with no arms and no legs in a lava level?

Please deposit 5¢ for the next 2 minutes Patty

terminal 3

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Spurious interrupt. Override in progress... You made it, excellent! We can talk here, you need some facts and this is the safest place on board at the moment. My name is Captain Murphy of the Federation Mobile Corps, welcome aboard the Pfhor battle cruiser Kla'tah. My command is currently conducting a search and destroy mission here. The FMC Fleet has crippled this craft and forced it from orbit causing it to crash here. We must mop up the remaining Pfhor militia before they activate the repair servos. I am getting ahead of myself, let me start over. The Federation is a commonwealth of planets engaged in trade, scientific advancement and exploration. We are at war with the Pfhor. The Pfhor Empire is composed of a tight knit group of insect like creatures that have formed a social order based on slavery. Their chief occupation is the capture and enslavement of other intelligent races. They assimilate the races they encounter as well as their technology, and press them into service for the Emperor. The current Emperor is Da'Kril, or as he is known by his oppressed minions, "Emperor Da'Kril, He of the Rotting Stench of the Tormented Dead, the High Bhut'Whissel of the Third Order of Trailing Entrails, Assassin for God, the Crusher of Hope and the Angel of Retrobution". That is the exact translation, gives you an idea of the "warmth" of these people. You have to move now, sensors show enemy forces closing on you. We can continue this conversation later. Surface scouts have obtained some of your ammo for you. It will be teleported into the arms locker to your right, we will send you more as we obtain it. Intelligence has reported this style ordinance on this ship, it was assumed it was captured. There is another assignment for you if you are up to it. The fighting has damaged the life support systems. We will beam you another circuit chip as soon as you are clear of interference. Take it to the Sick Bay, there is a circuit box there that will accept the patch. There is another communications terminal in Sick Bay, check in there after you install the chip. Looks like we are in this together now. Let's have a beer at the Officers Club later. For now, take care.

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Spurious interrupt. Override in progress... Good work sir, thank you, we can handle it from here. I have some bad news for you, your friend Captain Murphy is dead. He bought it clearing the aft compartments. A staff fighter pretended to surrender, and as Captain Murphy took him prisoner, a squad of troopers jumped his fire team from behind. They never had a chance, hardly got a shot off. You don't look so good yourself, have you been swimming in engine coolant? Damn, lucky you are still alive! The Doc wants us to beam you aboard our ship for treatment. You are welcome to join us. Murphy's commanding officer was planning on giving you a field commission into the Federation Mobile Corps, that offer still stands. It is not just us you are helping, the Kla'tah was the advance ship in the Pfhor plan to enslave your planet Earth. These are desperate times for many worlds, we could use your help.