Corran Conner
Insufferable Genius

SSV No Return and SSV Little Hope
2x Lictor-class dungeon ship
Current status: Docked together to assist in repairs of the No Return.
Captain Ligan in command
One of the prison ships had been hit with an Ion Storm or at least that was what they had said. Captain Ligan of the Little Hope had made a decision to assist the crew of the beleaguered vessel. The captain had elected a small amount of armed crew members to go and check if the inmates had gotten out or why they weren't receiving more than an automated distress call.
However not soon after docking everything went to hell. Many crew had died or become monsters due to some new chemical they had never encountered before going off and the other ship's crew had not been seen yet. Those who had, well they had been mindless. The generators on both ships had overloaded when joined. Then worst of all this creature who shouldn't exist, a supernatural beast of nature that he had heard was called a Spirit of Auroros had already begun hunting him.
As it got closer it looked like something out of his nightmares. As it lifted him off the floor his blaster not even slowing it down. Even through this maze of ships the creature had still managed to find him. It didn't help, he admitted that the thing could walk through walls. He just hoped when he died the distress beacon would go off for people to burn the ship.
Fortunately as soon as the man's death occurred it did, unfortunately it was already largely broken before it did, as a garbled message was sent across space. Inmates...........crew in need..............assistance. ...............Send Help.............. The proper message would have been Inmates out, dead crew, in need of destruction assistance, don't board no matter who sends for help, Trust no one.
Perhaps you wonder why this had happened well, to tell you the truth. The Fear-Reaper had for months languished in boredom on the Little Hope. He needed out….to play once again…..His toxin had been what had landed him in here. However now? The guards had grown complacent in their cell searches. Suddenly he heard the docking tubes now was the perfect time have two lots of guards and inmates to lead instead of one, he could infect two worlds at once. That fear gas he’d aerosolized in the laundry... would begin as soon as the generators went down…..Truly hell would be unleashed.
Meanwhile on the No Return Spellcaster inmate X13865 had complied with all prison and asylum regulations as such now he had access to the electronics and filing system of the doctors….It wasn't long before he’d made mind-slaves of all the staff which had tortured and abused him. He would run their pathetic meat suits into oblivion….and he was making phoning distress signals and taking other crews for he shall have them all under his control and eventually control a world.
As for the spirit well the unfortunate captain had not always been privy to his cargo and well someone had managed to not only capture but also place one onboard for their next destination in a force containment field cage. Which had been attached to the generator. When it went of the unlucky crew were left to deal with the creature that most had no idea about and those who had well they had lost their minds now.
