Earth replied to the data we sent! The mission is a success!
It was here that we decided to really celebrate our success in being the first crew of the first galactic space cruiser. It was here that we all got terribly silly (there is no alcohol on board, of course. That would be asking for disaster) and in our dancing missed the thing that drifted up close to us.
We don't know how long it was there, but we finally learned of its presence when our communications were seized and a horrible, gravelly voice spilled out all over the ships speakers.
None of us knew what to do at first. Then John and Hyosuke ran onto the bridge. Andrei turned the music off and the last of us ran with him to the bridge as well, where John was sending a message to the other ship directly in front of us.
The alien ship. Or I suppose from their perspective we are the aliens. They've apparently been flying around this system for some time now. Regardless it was apparent that the aliens knew we couldn't communicate.
There was a very long silence. From what I could see of their ship through the front portal i can guess that it's massive, at least three times our size. I could see a little bit of a cylindrical design with a large wing on the bottom. Other than that, nothing.
An apparently hand-drawn diagram of our ship docking theirs was sent, along with a few scribbles in an alien dialect. We considered our options, and eventually decided to go for it. Not following their directions and attempting to make a break for it could result in them shooting us. Maybe they think we're criminals?
Following the directions we flew to a large portal that opened in the side of their ship and set the Cthulu down in a sort of roped cradle. Presumably we're going to meet them now, so I'm going to have to go. Luck be with us, this is Jack Babylon, signing off.
6.25.2010
6.22.2010
Little Blue
The planet we're over proves to be a very interesting first find. It seems that there is a perpetual mist over the planet, giving it the grayish cast we had seen when we first got here although the mist is quite thicker on the side of the planet that faces away from the sun.
The days are short, almost twenty hours, and at the distance from the sun a year is probably two and a half Earth years.
The surface of the planet is about 58% grassland, the color of which is a dull grayish blue. There are no trees. The 42% percent of water is comprised of deep pools of varying sizes although all remain quite deep. The atmosphere is unbreatheable as it is comprised mainly of nitrogen. The rover pod also rolled over to a pool of "water," non-acidic but definitely different than our H2O. I've forgotten what Elizabeth said makes it different. Rocks are hard to find as well, only really apparent in the occasional large rocky projection from the planet's surface.
As for creatures...complex bacteria was abundant everywhere, as well as strange insects ranging from a half inch to three inches. The rover took a swim in one of the lakes and found several different species of fish as well. Elizabeth classified them all into three groups: Floaters, Feeders, and Finders. The fish of the Floater class remain close to the surface and eats algae and bugs from the water's surface. The Feeder class rests mostly in the middle range of water depth and eats fish from both the Floater and Finder classes. Finally the Finder Class rests in the deepest waters and eats the scraps that land on the bottom, and are mostly shellfish-like in appearance, despite long tendrils to snatch at food. The rover pod had actually been ensnared at one point until the fish decided that the pod was not what it wanted to eat and let it go.
On the surface there were only two forms of creatures that we could actually find. One appears to be a prairie dog-like creature that burrows beneath the surface with large wide paws. From the distant scaling by the rover pod the largest one found was about three feet from ear tip to its pointed rat-like tail. The other form of creature we found look feline, with coats the same color of the grass and little dark spots here and there. Their naked tails have a barb on the end too, which we managed to see one of them whip at one of the prairie dogs despite the fact that the felines are less than half the size of their prey.
One of the felines also approached the rover out of curiosity. It sniffed around it and we watched through the cams set up around the pod. They have very wide noses and appear to have poor eyesight, something that we think the nose and huge ears help to get around. But as its face came close to one of the cams, we saw something that scared us: Intelligence.
There is something in the eye that always conveys intelligence. Its the way the eye focuses on something. Even if viewing a completely different species, it's easy to tell when it's thinking. This cat was thinking, hard, about our little rover pod.
The feline finally left, loping off to its distant pack while the rover pod jetted back up to the ship. We won't be the first to set foot on Little Blue, but the data we collected will be filed and sent back to Earth so that later crews might. Or might not. It's not our business to decide these things for the next crew.
Did I mention that? Since our launch was successful, once Earth gets our data from Little Blue they're going to begin construction on a second ship just like our own. Lets hope the next one looks better. But for now this is Jack Babylon, signing off.
The days are short, almost twenty hours, and at the distance from the sun a year is probably two and a half Earth years.
The surface of the planet is about 58% grassland, the color of which is a dull grayish blue. There are no trees. The 42% percent of water is comprised of deep pools of varying sizes although all remain quite deep. The atmosphere is unbreatheable as it is comprised mainly of nitrogen. The rover pod also rolled over to a pool of "water," non-acidic but definitely different than our H2O. I've forgotten what Elizabeth said makes it different. Rocks are hard to find as well, only really apparent in the occasional large rocky projection from the planet's surface.
As for creatures...complex bacteria was abundant everywhere, as well as strange insects ranging from a half inch to three inches. The rover took a swim in one of the lakes and found several different species of fish as well. Elizabeth classified them all into three groups: Floaters, Feeders, and Finders. The fish of the Floater class remain close to the surface and eats algae and bugs from the water's surface. The Feeder class rests mostly in the middle range of water depth and eats fish from both the Floater and Finder classes. Finally the Finder Class rests in the deepest waters and eats the scraps that land on the bottom, and are mostly shellfish-like in appearance, despite long tendrils to snatch at food. The rover pod had actually been ensnared at one point until the fish decided that the pod was not what it wanted to eat and let it go.
On the surface there were only two forms of creatures that we could actually find. One appears to be a prairie dog-like creature that burrows beneath the surface with large wide paws. From the distant scaling by the rover pod the largest one found was about three feet from ear tip to its pointed rat-like tail. The other form of creature we found look feline, with coats the same color of the grass and little dark spots here and there. Their naked tails have a barb on the end too, which we managed to see one of them whip at one of the prairie dogs despite the fact that the felines are less than half the size of their prey.
One of the felines also approached the rover out of curiosity. It sniffed around it and we watched through the cams set up around the pod. They have very wide noses and appear to have poor eyesight, something that we think the nose and huge ears help to get around. But as its face came close to one of the cams, we saw something that scared us: Intelligence.
There is something in the eye that always conveys intelligence. Its the way the eye focuses on something. Even if viewing a completely different species, it's easy to tell when it's thinking. This cat was thinking, hard, about our little rover pod.
The feline finally left, loping off to its distant pack while the rover pod jetted back up to the ship. We won't be the first to set foot on Little Blue, but the data we collected will be filed and sent back to Earth so that later crews might. Or might not. It's not our business to decide these things for the next crew.
Did I mention that? Since our launch was successful, once Earth gets our data from Little Blue they're going to begin construction on a second ship just like our own. Lets hope the next one looks better. But for now this is Jack Babylon, signing off.
6.13.2010
Blast off!!!
DRIVING THIS THING IS THE MOST INTENSE RIDE EVER!!!!!
Some must think that getting onto the highway and booking it at over 100 must be the thrill ride of their life. I just topped that. The speed that the Cthulu reached was so fast, all the little speeders we left behind were moving so slow in comparison they would have looked like a scale model of a city with teeny toy cars glued to the streets.
We had slept right on the ship as there wasn't any point of us taking up space on the station when we were launching off today. We all woke up early -if any of us had slept- and went straight to getting things done. A cameraman and reporter also climbed onto the ship while we were working and started a live feed down to the surface where the whole teeny tiny world would be watching with its teeny tiny people. Go us!
When we were done, we all got onto the 'bridge' as we jokingly called it. It really looked that way though. Like I said before, the front of the ship was domed superglass, and my pilot's seat sat right in the middle of it, giving me the most awesome view of space. Ever. There were two more panels and chairs behind me. One was where Hyosuke would sit and watch over the ship's diagnostics, and the other was where Janet would sit and pay attention to the rest of space and navigate and things. Basically she was my co-pilot.
And then we took off. Hyosuke dug up a real oldie from his music files and we began our flight listening to "Low Rider" from some group long ago. It was good though, nice and groovy, and helped us keep our nerves in check as we drifted. Then the engines began kicking in, and we went faster. And faster.
And then I hit the hyperdrive button.
Never in my life have I felt something so exhilarating. We went from typical launch speed to unmatched raw power as we didn't just fly out of the solar system, we freaking ROARED. Oh yeah, it was that intense.
About half an hour later and some minor tweaks to our heading, I brought us all the way down to a drift. We are now the first humans to leave our little system. Ahead of us in the distance was another, with a nice brightly burning star in the middle of it. I was thankful the dome also had some pretty fancy sunblocker tech in it so I could actually see the sun and not go absolutely blind from it.
Now we had to decide which of the planets we would check out first. After a few hours of debating between Janet, Andrei, John, and Elizabeth, we decided to start with the closest planet, which was just off to our right. I flew us into geosynchronous orbit (which is freaking hard) while Hyosuke and Elizabeth began screwing with their instruments.
They just finally dropped the rover pod onto the blue-gray surface, and while they're doing that I'm going to catch some shut-eye. I'll put down what they've found tomorrow. This is Jack Babylon, signing off.
Some must think that getting onto the highway and booking it at over 100 must be the thrill ride of their life. I just topped that. The speed that the Cthulu reached was so fast, all the little speeders we left behind were moving so slow in comparison they would have looked like a scale model of a city with teeny toy cars glued to the streets.
We had slept right on the ship as there wasn't any point of us taking up space on the station when we were launching off today. We all woke up early -if any of us had slept- and went straight to getting things done. A cameraman and reporter also climbed onto the ship while we were working and started a live feed down to the surface where the whole teeny tiny world would be watching with its teeny tiny people. Go us!
When we were done, we all got onto the 'bridge' as we jokingly called it. It really looked that way though. Like I said before, the front of the ship was domed superglass, and my pilot's seat sat right in the middle of it, giving me the most awesome view of space. Ever. There were two more panels and chairs behind me. One was where Hyosuke would sit and watch over the ship's diagnostics, and the other was where Janet would sit and pay attention to the rest of space and navigate and things. Basically she was my co-pilot.
And then we took off. Hyosuke dug up a real oldie from his music files and we began our flight listening to "Low Rider" from some group long ago. It was good though, nice and groovy, and helped us keep our nerves in check as we drifted. Then the engines began kicking in, and we went faster. And faster.
And then I hit the hyperdrive button.
Never in my life have I felt something so exhilarating. We went from typical launch speed to unmatched raw power as we didn't just fly out of the solar system, we freaking ROARED. Oh yeah, it was that intense.
About half an hour later and some minor tweaks to our heading, I brought us all the way down to a drift. We are now the first humans to leave our little system. Ahead of us in the distance was another, with a nice brightly burning star in the middle of it. I was thankful the dome also had some pretty fancy sunblocker tech in it so I could actually see the sun and not go absolutely blind from it.
Now we had to decide which of the planets we would check out first. After a few hours of debating between Janet, Andrei, John, and Elizabeth, we decided to start with the closest planet, which was just off to our right. I flew us into geosynchronous orbit (which is freaking hard) while Hyosuke and Elizabeth began screwing with their instruments.
They just finally dropped the rover pod onto the blue-gray surface, and while they're doing that I'm going to catch some shut-eye. I'll put down what they've found tomorrow. This is Jack Babylon, signing off.
6.09.2010
Launch date set....
Ahhh, it feels good to be in space. The Kennedy Space Station is a great place to be especially after all of the heat we had to deal with. Even John was grateful to step out of the shuttle pod and into climate controlled paradise.
There are three decks on the ship. Deck one is the living quarters, complete with a gym and a pool. Deck two is the labs, and deck three is the mechanics and spare parts bin.
As we were pulling up to the station we could see the Cthulu docked on the underside of the ship so that it was right where it could be serviced and built. It looked a lot bigger in person, and also a little bit less comical than the pictures we had seen yesterday. The ship was painted a tasteful white, and the engines were a dark gray. On the underside of the ship I could see the bay doors to the main landing capsule that we would use to descend to other planets in. The pictures yesterday had made it looked like a spider.
Once off the shuttle pod the first place I went to, along with Andrei, was the swimming pool. While it was far nice up here than in Africa (or Florida), we still needed that finishing touch to really cool off and be comfortable.
We also got the chance to explore the ship. Again, it was much bigger on the inside than it had looked on the outside. The garden area extended to all three decks to give plenty of room for the trees and whatnot. The labs were nice and clean and fully stocked, the beds were -believe it or not- comfy, and the pilot's seat was the best seat in the whole universe. Why? Not just because it was the comfiest chair ever, and not because it was the seat that belonged to the man that would get to fly history, but it had a cupholder on the right side next to the arm so that I could fly the ship without spilling my drink. Wonderful.
The ship even had weapons, and while Hyosuke would be in charge of those I still took a look at them. Six big torpedoes sat in the cannon bunker, and there were several energy chain guns around the ship itself. While this was a peaceful exploration mission, we knew that there was a great chance of danger and we intended to survive.
Tomorrow is launch day and we have to be up early. Let's hope I can get some sleep tonight. This is Jack Babylon, signing off.
There are three decks on the ship. Deck one is the living quarters, complete with a gym and a pool. Deck two is the labs, and deck three is the mechanics and spare parts bin.
As we were pulling up to the station we could see the Cthulu docked on the underside of the ship so that it was right where it could be serviced and built. It looked a lot bigger in person, and also a little bit less comical than the pictures we had seen yesterday. The ship was painted a tasteful white, and the engines were a dark gray. On the underside of the ship I could see the bay doors to the main landing capsule that we would use to descend to other planets in. The pictures yesterday had made it looked like a spider.
Once off the shuttle pod the first place I went to, along with Andrei, was the swimming pool. While it was far nice up here than in Africa (or Florida), we still needed that finishing touch to really cool off and be comfortable.
We also got the chance to explore the ship. Again, it was much bigger on the inside than it had looked on the outside. The garden area extended to all three decks to give plenty of room for the trees and whatnot. The labs were nice and clean and fully stocked, the beds were -believe it or not- comfy, and the pilot's seat was the best seat in the whole universe. Why? Not just because it was the comfiest chair ever, and not because it was the seat that belonged to the man that would get to fly history, but it had a cupholder on the right side next to the arm so that I could fly the ship without spilling my drink. Wonderful.
The ship even had weapons, and while Hyosuke would be in charge of those I still took a look at them. Six big torpedoes sat in the cannon bunker, and there were several energy chain guns around the ship itself. While this was a peaceful exploration mission, we knew that there was a great chance of danger and we intended to survive.
Tomorrow is launch day and we have to be up early. Let's hope I can get some sleep tonight. This is Jack Babylon, signing off.
6.07.2010
The Cthulu
We finally got to see the ship! Well, we saw a picture of the ship; like I said yesterday it's docked in the Kennedy Space Station way up there in orbit. At least we know where it is. I'd have supplied a picture but that would mean that I would have to draw it. I suck at drawing. Perhaps I could convince Elizabeth to do that for me...
It's a pretty big ship though, which was a good part of the reason it was constructed up there and not down here. There was enough space to hold the entire crew, two labs, two storage rooms, the spare parts room back near the engines, and an extra room or two for...stuff. The area in the center of the entire ship housed our native plant life so that we could have a continuous source of oxygen as well as a food garden.
The front end of the ship was made of domed super glass, and that was where the cockpit was located. The body was long and tapered out at the end. The two engines were massive and sort of just sat on either side of the top half of the ship. You know, with hundreds of years of science fiction to work with, and the Cthulu looked relatively...boring? Where's the disk? Pointy edges and curved...things? Pizza slices, dammit! I think they should have resurrected George Lucas or Gene Roddenberry to design what the ship looked like.
Oh well, beggars can't be choosers, and none of us really cared what the ship looked like because we would always be known as the crew of the very first hyperdriven, galactic space exploration ship. On Earth anyway.
We also ran some more dummy tests. The Cthulu is insanely easy to fly. While older models of space ships had all sorts of switches and levers and things, the Cthulu runs on a lot of buttons. Press this button, engines on! Press this button, hyperdrive activate! Press this button, get coffee! There was still a steering wheel, however. It'll take a long time before we can make the Enterprise reality.
But for now, baby steps. Tomorrow is the last day for dry runs, and then we get the real deal. Nobody can wait.
This is Jack Babylon, signing off.
It's a pretty big ship though, which was a good part of the reason it was constructed up there and not down here. There was enough space to hold the entire crew, two labs, two storage rooms, the spare parts room back near the engines, and an extra room or two for...stuff. The area in the center of the entire ship housed our native plant life so that we could have a continuous source of oxygen as well as a food garden.
The front end of the ship was made of domed super glass, and that was where the cockpit was located. The body was long and tapered out at the end. The two engines were massive and sort of just sat on either side of the top half of the ship. You know, with hundreds of years of science fiction to work with, and the Cthulu looked relatively...boring? Where's the disk? Pointy edges and curved...things? Pizza slices, dammit! I think they should have resurrected George Lucas or Gene Roddenberry to design what the ship looked like.
Oh well, beggars can't be choosers, and none of us really cared what the ship looked like because we would always be known as the crew of the very first hyperdriven, galactic space exploration ship. On Earth anyway.
We also ran some more dummy tests. The Cthulu is insanely easy to fly. While older models of space ships had all sorts of switches and levers and things, the Cthulu runs on a lot of buttons. Press this button, engines on! Press this button, hyperdrive activate! Press this button, get coffee! There was still a steering wheel, however. It'll take a long time before we can make the Enterprise reality.
But for now, baby steps. Tomorrow is the last day for dry runs, and then we get the real deal. Nobody can wait.
This is Jack Babylon, signing off.
6.03.2010
At least it's cold in space
Well, look at that. I did miss a day. I knew this was going to be hard.
Well, it's not like I missed much anyway. I pretty much sat around all morning long staring at the local cable channels until Leon came to get me in my old truck. At least this time the weatherman gave us accurate weather report, even though it was to tell all of Florida that we would be swimming in our own sweat. Bastard.
It was air-conditioned in the airport though, which was especially good when I discovered that my plane to Africa was delayed. Yeah, Africa. The North African Zulu Spaceport was there. When I got there I was to meet the rest of the crew and then we would all do a few dummy tests to make sure that we could all work well together. After that a quick jump up to the Kennedy space station where the Cthulu was docked, and then we would go where no one has gone before! (Star Trek and many other classic science fiction has played a major role in the development of today's society. It's hard to believe that over five hundred years later and people still know who Captain Picard is!)
Anyway, I reluctantly boarded the plane when I was finally told I could. I know that I'm about to start a journey that people have been dreaming of for far too long, and here I was standing on the threshold of destiny wondering what that creepy little weatherman was going to say tomorrow's weather was! Or today's, rather, since I missed a day writing in this damned thing and whatnot.
Well, I made it to the Spaceport in one piece, and went straight to bed. It was even hotter there, and I wouldn't get to meet the crew until [today], which I did. Andrei was a pleasant though gigantic man, and was even more disturbed by the intense heat than I was. Hyosuke was tiny and brief, using only what words he needed to to get his point across. Then there was Janet, the navigator. She was from the UK; Wales actually with a nice, thick accent and long, vibrant red hair. Then Doctor John Stacy, psychologist extraordinaire. He would be the one to attempt to actually contact other aliens. He was very African, and an extremely helpful guy. Finally came Doctor Elizabeth, who was the flora and fauna and geologist person from Brazil. I'm the pilot of course.
The dummy tests went well, and we all pretty much got things right the first time we did them. Now it's getting late and I need sleep, hopefully I can get a bit more down tomorrow. This is Jack Babylon, signing off.
Well, it's not like I missed much anyway. I pretty much sat around all morning long staring at the local cable channels until Leon came to get me in my old truck. At least this time the weatherman gave us accurate weather report, even though it was to tell all of Florida that we would be swimming in our own sweat. Bastard.
It was air-conditioned in the airport though, which was especially good when I discovered that my plane to Africa was delayed. Yeah, Africa. The North African Zulu Spaceport was there. When I got there I was to meet the rest of the crew and then we would all do a few dummy tests to make sure that we could all work well together. After that a quick jump up to the Kennedy space station where the Cthulu was docked, and then we would go where no one has gone before! (Star Trek and many other classic science fiction has played a major role in the development of today's society. It's hard to believe that over five hundred years later and people still know who Captain Picard is!)
Anyway, I reluctantly boarded the plane when I was finally told I could. I know that I'm about to start a journey that people have been dreaming of for far too long, and here I was standing on the threshold of destiny wondering what that creepy little weatherman was going to say tomorrow's weather was! Or today's, rather, since I missed a day writing in this damned thing and whatnot.
Well, I made it to the Spaceport in one piece, and went straight to bed. It was even hotter there, and I wouldn't get to meet the crew until [today], which I did. Andrei was a pleasant though gigantic man, and was even more disturbed by the intense heat than I was. Hyosuke was tiny and brief, using only what words he needed to to get his point across. Then there was Janet, the navigator. She was from the UK; Wales actually with a nice, thick accent and long, vibrant red hair. Then Doctor John Stacy, psychologist extraordinaire. He would be the one to attempt to actually contact other aliens. He was very African, and an extremely helpful guy. Finally came Doctor Elizabeth, who was the flora and fauna and geologist person from Brazil. I'm the pilot of course.
The dummy tests went well, and we all pretty much got things right the first time we did them. Now it's getting late and I need sleep, hopefully I can get a bit more down tomorrow. This is Jack Babylon, signing off.
Hotter than Mercury
Almost forgot to write in the journal today. Keeping one of these is going to be hard since I actually have to remember to put down all of my thoughts or something. Whatever.
I think I'm just upset because it was hotter than Mercury in Florida today. I really hate weathermen. Or women, whichever happens to be giving me my weather. I usually watch channel twenty eight, which has this short guy with a big mustache and whiny voice that I hate. But usually they're right. Today, not so much. The bastard predicted partly cloudy with chances of spot showers, and what did we get? Freakin' sun and over a hundred degrees of heat.
I think I've derailed myself. Journals are more about what you've done over the day, aren't they?
Well, today I got to put my house on the market. Since I'll be in space for the next decade or so I won't need it, and it doesn't make much sense to take up all that space that someone else could be living in despite the fact that it was a shit-hole near a factory. My friend Leon is taking care of things for me in my absence, so he'll be doing the open houses or whatever and making sure the stuff I want to keep makes it into storage. He also bought the Dodge, so that's taken care of.
The things I wanted to keep with me went into two large suitcases and one smallish one that would come with me onto the ship. Right now, however, they're sitting placidly by the front door, waiting for someone to take me to my ticket off this rock and into the great unknown.
I was given the names of my crewmembers too, but I only looked at two of them before the heat prevented me from looking at the rest. The first was Andrei, a supposedly massive Russian with enough medical experience to crap Tylenol. He was also a skilled soldier, which we would probably need. There would undoubtedly be hostilities with certain natives of certain places, as well as the whole hunter/gatherer thing.
The other person I looked at was Hyosuke, our technician. His profile let me know that while he was short, he could build anything as simple as a homemade explosive to a super computer. He also helped with building the Cthulu, so we would have someone with knowledge of the ship with us without having to learn most of it ourselves.
But right now it's getting past twelve o' clock, so I need to get to sleep. Tomorrow I get to actually meet the crew, and every day launch time is that much closer. This is Jack Babylon, signing off.
I think I'm just upset because it was hotter than Mercury in Florida today. I really hate weathermen. Or women, whichever happens to be giving me my weather. I usually watch channel twenty eight, which has this short guy with a big mustache and whiny voice that I hate. But usually they're right. Today, not so much. The bastard predicted partly cloudy with chances of spot showers, and what did we get? Freakin' sun and over a hundred degrees of heat.
I think I've derailed myself. Journals are more about what you've done over the day, aren't they?
Well, today I got to put my house on the market. Since I'll be in space for the next decade or so I won't need it, and it doesn't make much sense to take up all that space that someone else could be living in despite the fact that it was a shit-hole near a factory. My friend Leon is taking care of things for me in my absence, so he'll be doing the open houses or whatever and making sure the stuff I want to keep makes it into storage. He also bought the Dodge, so that's taken care of.
The things I wanted to keep with me went into two large suitcases and one smallish one that would come with me onto the ship. Right now, however, they're sitting placidly by the front door, waiting for someone to take me to my ticket off this rock and into the great unknown.
I was given the names of my crewmembers too, but I only looked at two of them before the heat prevented me from looking at the rest. The first was Andrei, a supposedly massive Russian with enough medical experience to crap Tylenol. He was also a skilled soldier, which we would probably need. There would undoubtedly be hostilities with certain natives of certain places, as well as the whole hunter/gatherer thing.
The other person I looked at was Hyosuke, our technician. His profile let me know that while he was short, he could build anything as simple as a homemade explosive to a super computer. He also helped with building the Cthulu, so we would have someone with knowledge of the ship with us without having to learn most of it ourselves.
But right now it's getting past twelve o' clock, so I need to get to sleep. Tomorrow I get to actually meet the crew, and every day launch time is that much closer. This is Jack Babylon, signing off.
6.02.2010
The very first day...or so
I was so excited to find out that I had been selected for project Future Sight, so excited in fact that I was very nearly arrested for "Driving Under the Influence." I would also have started this journal that day had I been in any sort of mind other than Excited By Far. Unless I were Dead. Or Horribly Depressed, but that was impossible. I would have started it yesterday, but I had the worst hangover in the history of hangovers.
Anyway, I had received a phone call around ten in the morning on Monday from NASA that I was to come down to the station for a 'very important meeting' at eleven o clock. They refused to give me any details.
So I ate and showered since Mondays are my lazy days and left. Traffic had been horrible, but somehow I had managed to make it in time with messy wet hair and doughnut dust on my suit jacket. The Floridian heat was horrible, and I was glad that my hair was still wet enough to keep my head cool.
The meeting ended up being pretty short. Once I found out from Doctor Patil that I was selected for the project, I very nearly left the room right there screaming for joy. I got to explore the galaxy.
The galaxy.
In 2542, the United Nations' World United Space Commission (WUSC, the people I worked for) had finally pulled through and invented the very first hyperdrive engine. In 2560 a suitable spaceship had been made for it, but it wasn't until 2586 and billions of dollars world-wide that WUSC had finally completed the galactic exploration ship The Cthulu. After another few months of debating, WUSC decided that the best thing to do was to send a team of astronauts from all of the countries out into the galaxy to discover 'things,' because nobody felt like actually making a legitimate list. I had been especially surprised by the fact that I had been chosen since Samuel had looked like he had been doing better than me in all of the tests. Well, too bad for him, dance of joy for me.
In a few days I get to meet my crew members, so I'm looking forward to that. Plus I'll get to see The Cthulu in person. We should be launching within the week. I have nothing more to say, so this is Jack Babylon, signing off.
Anyway, I had received a phone call around ten in the morning on Monday from NASA that I was to come down to the station for a 'very important meeting' at eleven o clock. They refused to give me any details.
So I ate and showered since Mondays are my lazy days and left. Traffic had been horrible, but somehow I had managed to make it in time with messy wet hair and doughnut dust on my suit jacket. The Floridian heat was horrible, and I was glad that my hair was still wet enough to keep my head cool.
The meeting ended up being pretty short. Once I found out from Doctor Patil that I was selected for the project, I very nearly left the room right there screaming for joy. I got to explore the galaxy.
The galaxy.
In 2542, the United Nations' World United Space Commission (WUSC, the people I worked for) had finally pulled through and invented the very first hyperdrive engine. In 2560 a suitable spaceship had been made for it, but it wasn't until 2586 and billions of dollars world-wide that WUSC had finally completed the galactic exploration ship The Cthulu. After another few months of debating, WUSC decided that the best thing to do was to send a team of astronauts from all of the countries out into the galaxy to discover 'things,' because nobody felt like actually making a legitimate list. I had been especially surprised by the fact that I had been chosen since Samuel had looked like he had been doing better than me in all of the tests. Well, too bad for him, dance of joy for me.
In a few days I get to meet my crew members, so I'm looking forward to that. Plus I'll get to see The Cthulu in person. We should be launching within the week. I have nothing more to say, so this is Jack Babylon, signing off.
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