#Ftl faster than light more shield full

The rebel ship fires one last time and the GamingLives HQ I starts to break into fragments of its former self.īeing a hero and generally trying to ‘fight the good fight’ has never been easy. I can’t vent the ship to clear the fires because oxygen levels are so low. The remaining crew scramble to engineering and cockpit to try and restore power so we can jump. Weapons offline, shields offline, engines offline, life support critical, fire in the aft link corridor, we’re venting atmosphere, and oxygen levels are dropping by the second. Lasers and beam weapons destroy everything else. Two missiles both hit the shield array, destroying them and killing the crew in that room. I’m pretty certain I watched the kitchen sink fly through the gaping hole in my hull and smash an actual sink in the ship’s canteen. They unload everything, and I mean everything.

#Ftl faster than light more shield full

They’ve full repaired their shields and my lasers are little more than cheap fireworks.

Return fire! We’re out of missiles? This never happened in Star Trek. Their beam weapon fires, cutting through my engines and life support, leaving my hull integrity at thirty-five percent. Charge weapons, divert power from engineering to shields, we make our stand here! After a particularly vicious firefight, in which I came off worse (much worse), I can only imagine that I did little more than piss them off. The phrase ‘out of the frying pan and into the fire’ has never been more apt as another rebel ship – fully armed and ready for a fight – appears. Trying to take on that ship full of rebels was clearly a bad idea, and engaging the FTL drive after taking a real beating seemed like a logical thing to do.