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TRANSMISSION BEGIN
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SOURCE: Hopes and Expectations
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PRIORITY: LOW (4)
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METHOD: QEC SUBSYSTEM (CONNECTED)
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ENCODING: PLAINTEXT
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SHIP CLASS: HSS TYPE B CARGO HAULER
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ENGINES: 4x HSS 'STARGAZER' ION-THRUSTERS
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1x HSS 'TRINITY' METHALOX ENGINE
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ARMAMENTS: 2x ORBITAS PULSE-LASER EMITTERS
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REACTOR STATUS: NOMINAL
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FUEL RESERVE: 62%
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LAST BURN: 16 HOURS AGO
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COMPUTER: OPERATIONAL
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CREW: 1
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MESSAGE BEGIN
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I've been out in the void for about.. a week now. Only the occassional creak
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from the hull flexing, and the continual thrum of the reactor and attitude
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engines to keep me company. I've been listening to music of course, I've got
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quite the archive of files from the old times. Before we spread, before we
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seeded these stars.
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Running laps around the ship keeps me occupied, that and playing the odd game
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of chess against the computer to keep my brain stimulated. I find exercise
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helps a lot with the solitude. So far the journey has been uneventful, nothing
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much to report.
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You may be wondering where I'm headed. To be honest, that's.. part of the
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journey, for me. I don't know where I'm headed, or what I'm doing. I know what
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I'm doing in a literal sense; I know how to pilot and maintain a ship, and I
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have plenty of supplies. In terms of where I want to go however, well..
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wherever my heart takes me, I guess.
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Maybe I'll settle down on a warm sunny beach on some distant world, build a
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treehouse in a jungle that envelops an entire planet, or plunge my craft
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beneath an ocean and live like a fish. Who knows, the options are all on the
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table.
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Right now I'm setting course for a distant star system. It's got a habitable
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world and a star I can scoop fuel from, so hopefully I can fuel both myself
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and my ship.
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I'm a long way from home. There are no spare parts, no stations to dock and
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resupply, and not a soul out here aside from myself.
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Maybe I'll find an alien, wouldn't that be funny?
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.. actually I'd rather not entertain the thought.
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- Markus
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MESSAGE END
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MESSAGE HASH: D33BA25B
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EMBEDDED DATA: NONE
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TRANSMISSION END
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More than three centuries ago the V.E.In. society, well known corp of the
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sector, built more than 10000 space stations in order to refuel their cargos.
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They unexpectedly closed all activities some five years ago. Most of the
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stations were demolished or looted, while a few others were saved and
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sold for a few hundreds credits to people who wanted to live isolated,
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at the very edge of the system.
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We were desperate, running for our lives as authorities cracked down on the
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New Hope Project, considered "extremist". We found a shadowy figure that was
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willing to sell us a ship for only 4000 credits. A success, isn't it?
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We bought it, only to discover it was the Galactic ReFueling Station CRFS
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x3432. The systems were crumbling, vital support was barely sufficient
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for two people and the navigation system was corrupted, but
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the engines still worked.
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We quickly patched up the strict necessary and drew a route toward the Base.
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That single acceleration burned all the remaining fuel but we didn't care:
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we were headed toward the future of mankind!
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We renamed the ship according to the instructions that were given:
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it is now the Quantum Archive, one of the components of the Knowledge Core
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of the New Society.
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We prepared to go and take a cryo-nap for a pair of centuries but as soon
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as we entered the boxes something happened.
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We heard a noise similar to an inhuman scream.
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Lights flickered.
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I tried to stop the ship,
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but the burn was done.
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We are on the NH17 - Quantum Archive, drifting in space,
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headed (probably) toward the Great Project.
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===TRANSMISSION BEGIN===
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=Logged as: Sophos Ioun=
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====Date: 1714045312====
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We did it! We fixed this QEC! Oh, well, I think I'm transmitting.
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You know, at the end I'm nothing more than a technician. I've
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studied at the Institute, worked hard for my entire life.
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They always told me this was the only way to achieve success,
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and I believed them. I was almost 50 and looking back at my
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life I only saw failure and sadness. I was tired of fixing fridges
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and printers for the rich ones, and I was decided to stop this.
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People react in their own way to the desire of change.
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Someone starts travelling, someone decides to join a revolution.
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I have never been brave so I decided to follow the only path I saw
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in front of me.
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I walked, slowly, toward the station.
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I loved to come here to see the ships departing when I was a child full
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of dreams, but at the moment they only reminded me of my desolation.
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When I reached the platform I took a heavy breath and prepared to jump.
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It was in that moment that i heard it: a melody I knew. My parents used
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to sing it when I was little. I turned back and saw one of the holoscreens
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displaying an ad.
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"Come to the Project New Hope 17:
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are you tired about those unjust societies?
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Help us rebuild humanity!".
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That was a bolt out of the blue. I quickly noted down the address specified
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in the ad and runned out. I almost stumbled upon every wretched person in
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that place, but I came out of it.
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I looked up to the yellow sky with a renewed mind.
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I joined the meeting that night.
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What comes next is history.
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Oh, Raya is asking me to let her tell her life. I'll stop monopolizing this
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comm, but we are not done. You need to discover more about the New Hope
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Project. I'll teach you everything I know about it, but another time.
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Yes, yes, I'm closing. I'm closing, Raya, please, don't...
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====TRANSMISSION END====
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0Hopes and Expectations - log-00002-roadtonowhere /Hopes and Expectations/log-00002.txt
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0NH17 - Quantum Archive - 1714045312 - we fixed it /NH17 - Quantum Archive/1714045312 - we fixed it.txt
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0Hopes and Expectations - log-00001-hello /Hopes and Expectations/log-00001.txt
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0Seket Maat Heru - a whisper from the long-loop /Seket Maat Heru/initial-transmission.txt
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0Extrasolar Outpost 037.b - Message #019 /Extrasolar Outpost 037.b/message019.txt
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