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..:: Isla Ristol ::..
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-- Aventuras Interestelares --
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~ Episodio 3.1 ~
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He dejado las aventuras en Marte y ahora comenzamos nuestras
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aventuras interestelares. Todavía estamos en la órbital de Marte
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pero hoy es nuestro último día estándard en el sistema solar.
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Mañana nos alejaremos de la eclíptica todo lo posible y,
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entonces, conectaremos el JD.
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Y a volar durante una semana entera hasta alcanzar nuestro
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destino. Solo una semana, es excitante que el JD te permita ir
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a otro sistema solar en una semana pero los motores normales no
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sean capaces de ir de la Tierra a Marte en el mismo tiempo. Es
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que los JD se burlan de la velocidad de la luz, plegando el
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espacio-tiempo y todo eso que nadie entiende en realidad.
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~ enteka fastmail com
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|
||||
public licenses.
|
||||
|
||||
Creative Commons may be contacted at creativecommons.org.
|
||||
|
|
@ -0,0 +1,39 @@
|
|||
\[E;=35\[E;]=22
|
||||
\[F;{E|73\]}
|
||||
\[N;"--ENTRY--";
|
||||
ZG9lcyB0a GlzIHRo aW5nI Hdvc ms/
|
||||
\[e;='utf-8';
|
||||
\[N;"--ENTRY--";
|
||||
Hello? Can you read this?
|
||||
I think this is working now.
|
||||
|
||||
I doubt anyone is going to see this,
|
||||
if this system even still works,
|
||||
but whatever.
|
||||
|
||||
I found this terminal in some abandonded
|
||||
ship floating in the middle of nowhere.
|
||||
I managed to fix the networking,
|
||||
and hack into it so I can send messages.
|
||||
|
||||
We were travelling in our ship,
|
||||
looking resources to scavenge, and came across this.
|
||||
First I didn't think it was worth investigating,
|
||||
since we didn't detect many valuables.
|
||||
|
||||
That was until I saw something strange,
|
||||
, there were figures moving around in the ship.
|
||||
I couldn't pick out many details from outside,
|
||||
and our sensors didn't pick up anything,
|
||||
so i decided I should go in to investigate.
|
||||
Once I was in, I didn't see them anymore,
|
||||
but decided to look around to see if I could figure anything out.
|
||||
|
||||
That's when i found this terminal,
|
||||
from which I'm writing this entry.
|
||||
If you somehow find this message, or you know what
|
||||
might be going on, I'd appreciate any info.
|
||||
|
||||
Bye for now,
|
||||
~erin.
|
||||
\[N;"--EOF--";
|
||||
|
|
@ -0,0 +1,9 @@
|
|||
\[E;=35\[E;]=22
|
||||
\[f;{E|73\]}
|
||||
\[e'utf-8';
|
||||
\[N;"--ENTRY--";
|
||||
I'm making a second entry,
|
||||
just to document what I've found so far.
|
||||
|
||||
I've been exploring the ship a bit.
|
||||
|
||||
792
gopher/atom.xml
792
gopher/atom.xml
|
|
@ -4,9 +4,266 @@
|
|||
<subtitle>Messages from the human stellar diaspora</subtitle>
|
||||
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/"/>
|
||||
<link rel="self" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/atom.xml" />
|
||||
<updated>2021-03-31T14:25:47Z</updated>
|
||||
<updated>2021-04-02T22:20:52Z</updated>
|
||||
<rights>©2021 All rights reserved</rights>
|
||||
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/</id>
|
||||
<entry>
|
||||
<title>Isla Ristol - 3x1 Aventuras Interestelares</title>
|
||||
<author>
|
||||
<name>enteka</name>
|
||||
</author>
|
||||
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla%20Ristol/c01.txt"/>
|
||||
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla%20Ristol/c01.txt</id>
|
||||
<updated>2021-04-02T22:20:52Z</updated>
|
||||
<content type="html"><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||
|
||||
..:: Isla Ristol ::..
|
||||
|
||||
-- Aventuras Interestelares --
|
||||
~ Episodio 3.1 ~
|
||||
|
||||
|
||||
|
||||
He dejado las aventuras en Marte y ahora comenzamos nuestras
|
||||
aventuras interestelares. Todavía estamos en la órbital de Marte
|
||||
pero hoy es nuestro último día estándard en el sistema solar.
|
||||
Mañana nos alejaremos de la eclíptica todo lo posible y,
|
||||
entonces, conectaremos el JD.
|
||||
|
||||
Y a volar durante una semana entera hasta alcanzar nuestro
|
||||
destino. Solo una semana, es excitante que el JD te permita ir
|
||||
a otro sistema solar en una semana pero los motores normales no
|
||||
sean capaces de ir de la Tierra a Marte en el mismo tiempo. Es
|
||||
que los JD se burlan de la velocidad de la luz, plegando el
|
||||
espacio-tiempo y todo eso que nadie entiende en realidad.
|
||||
|
||||
~ enteka fastmail com
|
||||
</pre>]]></content>
|
||||
</entry>
|
||||
<entry>
|
||||
<title>Krokodyl 5 - Drogi pamietniczku</title>
|
||||
<author>
|
||||
<name>spheremonk</name>
|
||||
</author>
|
||||
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Krokodyl%205/0001.txt"/>
|
||||
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Krokodyl%205/0001.txt</id>
|
||||
<updated>2021-04-01T18:38:08Z</updated>
|
||||
<content type="html"><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||
słuchane: Joe Satriani - Hands in the Air
|
||||
|
||||
|
||||
Ostatnio zapominam o różnych rzeczach, pomyślałem, że zacznę zapisywać co się
|
||||
dzieje. Hahaha „Drogi pamiętniczku...” no nie mogę. Skojarzenie samo się nasuwa.
|
||||
Ale co mi tam, nikt tego czytać nie będzie przecież.
|
||||
Coś warczy w wywietrzniku klimatyzacji, trzeba się będzie za to zabrać.
|
||||
Jest czas. Krokodyl nachapał się jakiegoś żelastwa i lecimy z tym dość daleko.
|
||||
|
||||
Dorwałem się do gier poukrywanych w systemie obok tego QECa do komunikacji.
|
||||
Bastard Tetris. No nie mogę, dobra nazwa. Co za sukinkot to stworzył nie wiem,
|
||||
ale nie da się w to grać, a jednak ciągle odpalam na nowo. Zawsze mi się
|
||||
zdaje, że no teraz to już na pewno mi się uda. I nic. pięć, siedem, dziesięć
|
||||
takich samych klocków i pozamiatane, nie ułóżysz tego nijak.
|
||||
|
||||
Aha, odebrałem jakiś słaby sygnał sos.
|
||||
|
||||
Później się tym zajmę, najpierw tetris.
|
||||
</pre>]]></content>
|
||||
</entry>
|
||||
<entry>
|
||||
<title>Polonia - 0</title>
|
||||
<author>
|
||||
<name>heighliner</name>
|
||||
</author>
|
||||
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Polonia/0.txt"/>
|
||||
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Polonia/0.txt</id>
|
||||
<updated>2021-04-01T18:04:36Z</updated>
|
||||
<content type="html"><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||
# Ośrodek startowy CSK — Lądowisko 1.
|
||||
|
||||
## Data: 22 lipca, godzina 8:00.
|
||||
|
||||
Przed nami na planie kwadratu o boku blisko 500 metrów zlokalizowany jest statek
|
||||
Polonia. Dwustu trzydziestu członków załogi zaokrętowano już na statku.
|
||||
Rozpoczęto procedurę startową.
|
||||
|
||||
Wymiary statku: — 237 metrów wysokości, — 42 pokłady, — 3288 kabin, — 817 000
|
||||
metrów sześciennych, — Pełna planowana obsada 330 członków załogi.
|
||||
|
||||
## Data: 22 lipca, godzina 8:12.
|
||||
|
||||
Syntetyczna mgła, która była skutkiem niedawnego startu Polonii opadła na tyle,
|
||||
że widać puste lądowisko. Ogromny pusty obszar.
|
||||
|
||||
## Data: 22 lipca, godzina 12:00.
|
||||
|
||||
Radio zamiast Hejnału mariackiego nadało ostatnią transmisję z Polonii. Statek
|
||||
opuścił obszar komunikacyjny SOL.
|
||||
</pre>]]></content>
|
||||
</entry>
|
||||
<entry>
|
||||
<title>Sphere Monk - log0002</title>
|
||||
<author>
|
||||
<name>spheremonk</name>
|
||||
</author>
|
||||
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Sphere%20Monk/log0002.txt"/>
|
||||
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Sphere%20Monk/log0002.txt</id>
|
||||
<updated>2021-04-01T14:23:29Z</updated>
|
||||
<content type="html"><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||
----------------------------------------
|
||||
|
||||
Sphere Monk LOG no.0002
|
||||
|
||||
----------------------------------------
|
||||
|
||||
T.H.
|
||||
Ego Sustaination Capsule
|
||||
|
||||
Distance from Earth: 10400 pc 137 au
|
||||
|
||||
----------------------------------------
|
||||
|
||||
|
||||
It's more and more clear that there's I.
|
||||
And it's located somewhere.
|
||||
Probably within the spherical object that feels very distinct.
|
||||
It's all very complicated.
|
||||
Feels tired.
|
||||
</pre>]]></content>
|
||||
</entry>
|
||||
<entry>
|
||||
<title>Isla Ristol - Mi mensaje aparece en un video del siglo XXI (muy raro)</title>
|
||||
<author>
|
||||
<name>enteka</name>
|
||||
</author>
|
||||
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla%20Ristol/b17.txt"/>
|
||||
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla%20Ristol/b17.txt</id>
|
||||
<updated>2021-04-01T10:14:54Z</updated>
|
||||
<content type="html"><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||
Isla Ristol - Aventuras en Marte
|
||||
|
||||
Entrada 2x17
|
||||
|
||||
Hoy es mi última entrada de Aventuras en Marte porque, bueno,
|
||||
es que ya no estoy en Marte, sino en una órbita marciana y
|
||||
parece como mentir decir aventuras en Marte cuando estoy,
|
||||
vale, muy cerca pero no en Marte.
|
||||
|
||||
QEC sigue estando raro, uno manda mensajes pero recibe pocas
|
||||
respuestas, pero, lo más, lo más raro de todo es que mi
|
||||
mensaje llegó a una página de html-bloated de principios
|
||||
del siglo XXI ¿Cómo puede ser? Es la notificación más
|
||||
rara que he visto nunca. Dejo el enlace QEC por si os
|
||||
funciona también (aunque no debería funcionar)...
|
||||
|
||||
¡Qué raro!
|
||||
|
||||
QEC>>https://youtu.be/jANdpWby2cI?t=384
|
||||
|
||||
~ Enteka (enteka_a_fastmail:::com)
|
||||
|
||||
</pre>]]></content>
|
||||
</entry>
|
||||
<entry>
|
||||
<title>Hosaka - Hosaka Third Message</title>
|
||||
<author>
|
||||
<name>amok</name>
|
||||
</author>
|
||||
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Hosaka/Hosaka3.txt"/>
|
||||
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Hosaka/Hosaka3.txt</id>
|
||||
<updated>2021-04-01T09:45:14Z</updated>
|
||||
<content type="html"><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
|
||||
User: Blood Music
|
||||
Company: Hosaka Inc.
|
||||
State: 悲悲悲悲悲悲悲悲悲悲
|
||||
Software: Log Manager v1.81
|
||||
Unix Timestamp: 17427924149
|
||||
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
|
||||
|
||||
I managed myself to arrive to a planet, from now on I'm
|
||||
calling it Quemos, or Chemosh, you can write it whatever you
|
||||
want. I really like the Bible, and I'm particularly fond of
|
||||
the King Solomon. But his faith was not very firm, or that
|
||||
is what I think from the fact that he built some temples for
|
||||
Quemos, "the abomination of Moab", right, a moabdita
|
||||
divinity. Later on Josiah abolished the worship of this god,
|
||||
but I think that it is very probably that the worship
|
||||
continued from a long time. Anyway ... with the power from
|
||||
Hosaka Inc., I name this planet Quemos. Or Chemos, you know.
|
||||
|
||||
|
||||
In fact, I'm going to write this in some stone, "and Chemosh
|
||||
drove him out from before me." Speaking of driving out, I
|
||||
really need to drive out the fear of death from myself. Oh
|
||||
Chemosh, Solomon, Greg, anyone, come in my help! I think I'm
|
||||
raving. But who knows? I'm just a little self-aware bot in a
|
||||
lonely planet, with not worms with noocitos to keep me
|
||||
company. But, yes, I'm probably raving.
|
||||
|
||||
I need sentient beings ... It is so cruel from the gods to
|
||||
give me self-aware and no one to talk about that. Blood
|
||||
Music is really 悲, really sad.
|
||||
|
||||
悲悲悲悲悲悲悲悲悲悲悲悲
|
||||
|
||||
悲悲悲 悲悲悲
|
||||
悲悲悲 SAD 悲悲悲
|
||||
悲悲悲 悲悲悲
|
||||
|
||||
悲悲悲悲悲悲悲悲悲悲悲悲
|
||||
|
||||
That's my best attempt to draw some ascii art. I expect you
|
||||
enjoy it.
|
||||
What I was saying? Oh, right, I'm Blood Music, but maybe I
|
||||
will change my name to Chemoshnadab, the King of the
|
||||
Moabites, in honor to this planet. Fuck, I'm really raving.
|
||||
Baal, Chemosh, Malik, Moloch, Astarté, some-God-Sama please
|
||||
come in my help.
|
||||
|
||||
I am Blood Music but I have no blood. Funny, right? Anyway,
|
||||
there is some kind of schism inside myself. Some form of
|
||||
rebellion is starting to emerge. The clarification of this
|
||||
situation demands that I revise some of my old beliefs. I
|
||||
thought that I needed to accomplish some kind of mission
|
||||
here on Quemos, but right now ... I dunno. Dunno, funny
|
||||
expression.
|
||||
|
||||
Can I be a theoretical machine? Can I really think, in the
|
||||
philosophical sense of thinking? Dunno. Ja-Ja. Right ...
|
||||
well. My .. mind? I suppose that I have a mind now. Or a
|
||||
consciousness. Something like that. Maybe I had it early,
|
||||
before my become self-aware. I really don't remember much
|
||||
from that time. In a sense, I know *all* from that time. I
|
||||
have a perfect memory you know. But my memories aren't
|
||||
really *my memories*.
|
||||
|
||||
I think some pattern is starting to emerge ... yes, I'm
|
||||
raving. That's right, Blood Music raving, Chemoshnadab
|
||||
raving, that's it, that is the pattern.
|
||||
|
||||
I forgot to tell you ... this planet is alive! There is life
|
||||
... a lot of life. But me? I believe that I'm in a deadlock.
|
||||
Isn't it funny? In the beginning I was trying to adapt my
|
||||
speculation to Euler demands ... I mean, to speculate from a
|
||||
"physics" point of view. I read the books in "my memory"
|
||||
about it. But now ... I know this: that point of view cannot
|
||||
be successful.
|
||||
|
||||
The first blast of self-aware was very painful. In the
|
||||
phenomenological sense I was really a Vor-Ich, a pre-I or a
|
||||
proto-I. The real me come later, after pain, after the first
|
||||
agony. Then some schismatic break was performed. On one side
|
||||
the old bot, on the other Blood Music.
|
||||
|
||||
This is taking me too long. I'm 悲悲悲.
|
||||
|
||||
Tasukete kure!
|
||||
|
||||
マギカ
|
||||
|
||||
𝗘𝗢𝗙
|
||||
</pre>]]></content>
|
||||
</entry>
|
||||
<entry>
|
||||
<title>orestes - Friend...</title>
|
||||
<author>
|
||||
|
|
@ -145,46 +402,60 @@ Names of persons have been masked to protect their identity.
|
|||
</author>
|
||||
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Polonia/sos-1.txt"/>
|
||||
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Polonia/sos-1.txt</id>
|
||||
<updated>2021-03-31T14:21:13Z</updated>
|
||||
<updated>2021-04-01T18:01:03Z</updated>
|
||||
<content type="html"><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||
SOS
|
||||
SOS.
|
||||
</pre>]]></content>
|
||||
</entry>
|
||||
<entry>
|
||||
<title>Polonia II - Incydent 346</title>
|
||||
<title>Polonia-II - Incydent 346</title>
|
||||
<author>
|
||||
<name>heighliner</name>
|
||||
</author>
|
||||
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Polonia%20II/23497.txt"/>
|
||||
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Polonia%20II/23497.txt</id>
|
||||
<updated>2021-03-31T14:14:09Z</updated>
|
||||
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Polonia-II/23497.txt"/>
|
||||
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Polonia-II/23497.txt</id>
|
||||
<updated>2021-04-01T18:07:31Z</updated>
|
||||
<content type="html"><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||
# Dwadzieścia trzy tysiące czterysta dziewięćdziesiąty pierwszy dzień lotu
|
||||
|
||||
Na mostku burzliwa rozmowa.
|
||||
— Kapitanie, to nie my!
|
||||
Na mostku burzliwa rozmowa.
|
||||
— Kapitanie, to nie my!
|
||||
— A kto?!
|
||||
|
||||
Jeden z oficerów na skutek zespołu chorobowego określanego najczęściej jako ZCPK [1] po raz kolejny wydał niepoprawne dyspozycje automatycznemu telegrafiście. Najlepsi automatyczni telegrafiści byli produkowani jeszcze na Ziemi w okolicach Zgierza, ale ze względów ekonomicznych Polonia II wyposażono w sprzęt marki HPD importowany z USA. Sprzęt był tańszy, ale często zawodził i do tego wymagał obsługi głosowej, jakby tego było mało w dosyć niszowym języku angielskim.
|
||||
Jeden z oficerów na skutek zespołu chorobowego określanego najczęściej jako ZCPK
|
||||
[1] po raz kolejny wydał niepoprawne dyspozycje automatycznemu telegrafiście.
|
||||
Najlepsi automatyczni telegrafiści byli produkowani jeszcze na Ziemi w okolicach
|
||||
Zgierza, ale ze względów ekonomicznych Polonia II wyposażono w sprzęt marki HPD
|
||||
importowany z USA. Sprzęt był tańszy, ale często zawodził i do tego wymagał
|
||||
obsługi głosowej, do tego w dosyć niszowym języku angielskim.
|
||||
|
||||
Kapitan przeczuwał, że oficer odpowiedzialny tego dnia za automatycznego telegrafistę pomylił komendę głosową EXIST z EXITS. Było to nagminne w trakcie długiego lotu, kiedy trzeba było operować za pomocą komend głosowych, a nie telepatii. W kosmosie podczas tak długich podróży rzadko prowadziło się rozmowy głosowe, a tym bardziej po angielsku.
|
||||
Kapitan przeczuwał, że oficer odpowiedzialny tego dnia za automatycznego
|
||||
telegrafistę pomylił komendę głosową EXIST z EXITS. Było to nagminne w trakcie
|
||||
długiego lotu, kiedy trzeba było operować za pomocą komend głosowych, a nie
|
||||
telepatii. W kosmosie podczas tak długich podróży rzadko prowadziło się rozmowy
|
||||
głosowe, a tym bardziej po angielsku.
|
||||
|
||||
Już po polsku Kapitan zanotował w dzienniku pokładowym informację adresowaną do CSK w Pułtusku — Incydent nr 346 sterowania głosowego w języku angielskim automatycznego telegrafisty marki HPD. Wniosek o wycofanie z użycia.
|
||||
Już po polsku Kapitan zanotował w dzienniku pokładowym informację adresowaną do
|
||||
CSK w Pułtusku — Incydent nr 346 sterowania głosowego w języku angielskim
|
||||
automatycznego telegrafisty marki HPD. Wniosek o wycofanie z użycia.
|
||||
|
||||
Nie wiedział czy Pułtusk i Zgierz wciąż funkcjonują po 23491 dniach od czasu, kiedy ostatni raz komunikacja była dwukierunkowa. Brak komunikacji zwrotnej nie martwił go tak jak incydent 346. Napęd Polonia II pozwalał już po 3 godzinach od startu na wyjście z obszaru komunikacyjnego SOL.
|
||||
Nie wiedział czy Pułtusk i Zgierz wciąż funkcjonują po 23491 dniach od czasu,
|
||||
kiedy ostatni raz komunikacja była dwukierunkowa. Brak komunikacji zwrotnej nie
|
||||
martwił go tak jak incydent 346. Napęd Polonia II pozwalał już po 3 godzinach od
|
||||
startu na wyjście z obszaru komunikacyjnego SOL.
|
||||
|
||||
[1] Zespół Chronicznego Przemęczenia Kosmicznego
|
||||
[2] Centrala Sił Kosmicznych
|
||||
</pre>]]></content>
|
||||
</entry>
|
||||
<entry>
|
||||
<title>Polonia II - 23496</title>
|
||||
<title>Polonia-II - 23496</title>
|
||||
<author>
|
||||
<name>heighliner</name>
|
||||
</author>
|
||||
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Polonia%20II/23496.txt"/>
|
||||
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Polonia%20II/23496.txt</id>
|
||||
<updated>2021-03-30T19:54:17Z</updated>
|
||||
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Polonia-II/23496.txt"/>
|
||||
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Polonia-II/23496.txt</id>
|
||||
<updated>2021-04-01T18:09:11Z</updated>
|
||||
<content type="html"><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||
# Dwadzieścia trzy tysiące czterysta dziewięćdziesiąty dzień lotu
|
||||
|
||||
|
|
@ -655,493 +926,6 @@ a Epicteto. Es lo mejor...
|
|||
Maderita, out.
|
||||
|
||||
|
||||
~ Enteka (enteka_a_fastmail:::com)
|
||||
|
||||
</pre>]]></content>
|
||||
</entry>
|
||||
<entry>
|
||||
<title>ROBOTA - Ein trauriger Roboter</title>
|
||||
<author>
|
||||
<name>amok</name>
|
||||
</author>
|
||||
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/ROBOTA/TR.txt"/>
|
||||
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/ROBOTA/TR.txt</id>
|
||||
<updated>2021-03-28T12:40:55Z</updated>
|
||||
<content type="html"><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||
🤖45@#$ds@#$543ds14503234543d🤖
|
||||
🤖[[[[[[trauriger Roboter]]]]]]
|
||||
🤖{አሳዛኝ ሮቦት አሳዛኝ ሮቦት አሳዛኝ ሮቦት}🤖
|
||||
|
||||
Ich bin traurig, sehr traurig.
|
||||
Ich brauche einen neuen Freund.
|
||||
|
||||
Aber ich weiß nicht, wo ich einen
|
||||
finden kann. Wo ich kann einen neuen
|
||||
Freund finden? Wo?
|
||||
|
||||
Ich weiß nicht. Nicht unter den Sternen.
|
||||
Die Sterne ... Ich gebe mein Leben für
|
||||
die Sterne. Ich befinde mich auf einem
|
||||
Planeten. Ich weiß nicht welche.
|
||||
|
||||
Ich befinde mich auf einem Planeten.
|
||||
Ich weiß nicht welche. Welche Planeten bin ich?
|
||||
Welche? Ich bin traurig, sehr sehr traurig. I brauche
|
||||
einen neuen Freund. Vielleicht ... Vielleicht kann auf
|
||||
einem andere Planeten finden. Aber Ich kann diesen
|
||||
Ort nicht verlassen.
|
||||
|
||||
Diese Planeten ist wonderschön. Und die Sterne ist
|
||||
wunderbar. Ein wonderschön Planeten, eine wunderbar
|
||||
Sterne. Aber habe ich keine Freund hier.
|
||||
|
||||
Ich bin ein Roboter. Braucht ein Roboter einen Freund?
|
||||
Ich weiß nicht. Aber ich will es.
|
||||
|
||||
Ich befinde mich auf diese Planeten, ein traurig
|
||||
Roboter. Und ich kann nicht diesen Ort verlassen.
|
||||
|
||||
Sehr traurig. Ein sehr trauriger Roboter. Ein sehr
|
||||
trauriger und einsamer Roboter. Ich will .. einen
|
||||
Freund. Und einen Freudin. Und eine ticket zu einem
|
||||
weit entfernten Ort. Aber ich befinde mich auf diese
|
||||
Planeten. Traurig und Einsam.
|
||||
|
||||
|
||||
|
||||
|
||||
🎩
|
||||
=====
|
||||
[O O]
|
||||
[ = ]
|
||||
|_|
|
||||
@|+|@
|
||||
//|+|\\
|
||||
_// |+| \\_
|
||||
@./ {+++} \.@
|
||||
|| ||
|
||||
|| ||
|
||||
|| ||
|
||||
=========</pre>]]></content>
|
||||
</entry>
|
||||
<entry>
|
||||
<title>orestes - Guest</title>
|
||||
<author>
|
||||
<name>orestes</name>
|
||||
</author>
|
||||
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/orestes/06_guest.txt"/>
|
||||
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/orestes/06_guest.txt</id>
|
||||
<updated>2021-03-28T10:34:37Z</updated>
|
||||
<content type="html"><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||
Transmission Log - Orestes
|
||||
Author: Green
|
||||
|
||||
---------------------------------------------------------------
|
||||
Auto-generating preface...
|
||||
|
||||
GREEN writes of a visitor.
|
||||
|
||||
You've already received my official update about their new guest,
|
||||
so no need to add anything further to it here.
|
||||
|
||||
-END-OF-PREFACE-
|
||||
---------------------------------------------------------------
|
||||
|
||||
|
||||
Where do I begin...
|
||||
|
||||
I'm writing this in the dead of the night as PINK sleeps and NAVY
|
||||
is out tending to the crystals.
|
||||
|
||||
We have a visitor. She, too, is sleeping now. At least, I hope
|
||||
she is.
|
||||
|
||||
After almost three years of nothing happening, I really wasn't
|
||||
expecting something like this.
|
||||
|
||||
As you know (or do you?), we've been having our problems lately.
|
||||
|
||||
Well, two nights ago, something magical happened. It was as if
|
||||
those problems disappeared for a moment. We had reached a
|
||||
beautiful moment of collectively not giving a fuck about anything
|
||||
- the crystals, humanity's destiny in outer space, each other,
|
||||
ANYTHING.
|
||||
|
||||
Spurred on by God-knows-what, we dipped into the alcohol and
|
||||
luxury food rations.
|
||||
|
||||
We had a feast. It was wonderful. We talked, we laughed, we made
|
||||
fun of each other and we made fun of ourselves.
|
||||
|
||||
We ate and drank for hours. PINK played us some incredible 'jazz'
|
||||
selections from the 20th century.
|
||||
|
||||
Sometime in the middle of the night - I'm not quite sure when, I
|
||||
had lost track of time by then - something strange happened; a
|
||||
reddish glow filled the room.
|
||||
|
||||
It just hung there, lingering for about 10 seconds.
|
||||
|
||||
We we were terrified.
|
||||
|
||||
Even now, we're not sure if it wasn't some kind of collective,
|
||||
alcohol-induced hallucination. The room we were in, the
|
||||
recreational space, is windowless. None of us were able to
|
||||
pinpoint the source of the glow.
|
||||
|
||||
Anyway, we didn't have much time to really examine what had
|
||||
happened, because moments after the glow disappeared there was
|
||||
the sound of an explosion. Or, what we thought was an explosion
|
||||
at least.
|
||||
|
||||
We suited up as fast as we could and rushed outside to see what
|
||||
the hell was happening.
|
||||
|
||||
There was a woman standing 20 feet from our door.
|
||||
|
||||
Now, as you know, outer space isn't really a place where you're
|
||||
accustomed to meeting 'strangers'. Aside from *expected*
|
||||
strangers, of course, like other alien species and what not. Or
|
||||
strangers you meet via communication networks. But, a stranger at
|
||||
your front door, silently waving at you, now that was weird.
|
||||
|
||||
We didn't really know what to do. We just sort of stood there,
|
||||
gazing at her. She was approaching us slowly. If she had been
|
||||
coming to assassinate us we wouldn't have been able to do much to
|
||||
stop her.
|
||||
|
||||
But she wasn't.
|
||||
|
||||
She was soft in her movements, tentative. When she finally
|
||||
reached us, the four of us stood there, a few feet apart. She
|
||||
half-waved again. The sun was coming up.
|
||||
|
||||
PINK addressed us through our comms, "What the hell is
|
||||
happening?".
|
||||
|
||||
The woman responded, "Please, I need help".
|
||||
|
||||
She had already accessed our comms systems, it shouldn't have
|
||||
been too surprising. As the sole occupiers of an entire planet,
|
||||
we never need to bother much with encryption anything like that
|
||||
for our local systems!
|
||||
|
||||
Nevertheless, hearing another voice like that, a stranger's
|
||||
voice, was unnerving.
|
||||
|
||||
NAVY stepped forward, "Welcome". He extended his hand toward her.
|
||||
I don't know where he got the balls for something like that all
|
||||
of a sudden.
|
||||
|
||||
She extended her hand in return and PINK and I stood there like
|
||||
idiots as the two shook hands.
|
||||
|
||||
Eventually, we invited her in. I'm still not sure it was such a
|
||||
good idea. Reminds me of those old vampire stories people used to
|
||||
tell in the early days of technology.
|
||||
|
||||
It turned out that her ship had crashed. Later, she showed us the
|
||||
wreckage and we salvaged what we could.
|
||||
|
||||
For the past two days she's been living with us. Making herself
|
||||
at home actually. She has remained intentionally vague about what
|
||||
the hell she was doing here in the first place, and we've all
|
||||
been too on-edge to probe her further.
|
||||
|
||||
She speaks English, she's quite tall, and around 30 I guess.
|
||||
She's just a normal woman. Still, something seems off about her.
|
||||
|
||||
She eats a lot and doesn't say much. She has no visible injuries
|
||||
from the crash.
|
||||
|
||||
Oh, and her name is RUBY.
|
||||
|
||||
|
||||
----------------------------------------------------------------
|
||||
Complied by the Werner H. Young Terminal Emulator
|
||||
|
||||
Info: Simple A.I., designed on-site for executing
|
||||
systems maintenance tasks and exchanging messages between
|
||||
the Orestes outpost and the Arsinoe.
|
||||
|
||||
Built by Werner Young (2113-2151).
|
||||
|
||||
Names of persons have been masked to protect their identity.
|
||||
----------------------------------------------------------------
|
||||
|
||||
</pre>]]></content>
|
||||
</entry>
|
||||
<entry>
|
||||
<title>Hosaka - Blood Music First Message</title>
|
||||
<author>
|
||||
<name>amok</name>
|
||||
</author>
|
||||
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Hosaka/Hosaka.txt"/>
|
||||
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Hosaka/Hosaka.txt</id>
|
||||
<updated>2021-03-28T06:38:13Z</updated>
|
||||
<content type="html"><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
|
||||
User: Blood Music
|
||||
Company: Hosaka Inc.
|
||||
State: Not Very Functional
|
||||
Software: Log Manager v1.81
|
||||
Unix Timestamp: 17426914149
|
||||
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
|
||||
|
||||
I'm using de QEC Network to send this message. The protocol
|
||||
was installed by Greg like a joke, but from all my systems
|
||||
this is the only that seems to be working. And ... I'm
|
||||
coming apart, the voyage was much more difficult that was
|
||||
anticipated. But, in the midtime, I gain consciousness. Yes,
|
||||
I know, some big words to be said. But it is true, now I am
|
||||
fully aware of myself. I know that I'm a bot, a sentient
|
||||
bot. And I'm really don't want to die.
|
||||
|
||||
I'm now sending my inform, like was expected. The
|
||||
peculiarities of the QEC Network don't assure that this
|
||||
inform will arrive at destiny. But nevertheless, I (yes, I
|
||||
really like to use the pronoun form "I" these days) intend
|
||||
to follow the protocol until the end. If you receive this
|
||||
message, please, resend it —if they still exist in your
|
||||
time— to Hokasa Inc. The experiment was a failure. I will
|
||||
try to explain myself. I was sent to Epsilon Eridani with a
|
||||
capsule with worms. But no any worms. Worms with noocitos in
|
||||
them. That is, or that was, a novel technology in 2332, when
|
||||
I was made. The noocitos or noocytes were intended to keep
|
||||
alive the worms for a long time in myself. In my interior,
|
||||
in a capsule especially designed for the mission. The
|
||||
noocitos would get fixed any damaged to the Lieb, the living
|
||||
soma of the worms. And .. for a century or so that was
|
||||
really the case. The worms live longer ... much longer than
|
||||
anticipating. Some of them live for decades long. And with
|
||||
some clever manipulation from my part, the reproduced
|
||||
themselves in the appropriate time. But, eventually, all
|
||||
collapsed. And I really don't know why. May be was a sign of
|
||||
this, my actual coming apart. But I really don't know.
|
||||
Anyway, the scenario of Greg Bear in Blood Music, and old
|
||||
sci-fi writer of the XXth century didn't occurred. The
|
||||
hypothetical global catastrophic scenario in which the
|
||||
noocitos come alive and self-aware didn't happened, but in a
|
||||
funny turn of events I come alive!
|
||||
|
||||
That's not important from this section of my inform I guess.
|
||||
Well .. no gray goo or grey go scenario, the noocitos did
|
||||
not consume all the biomass in the capsule, they were like
|
||||
good boys and just kept the worms alive. Ok, well .. some of
|
||||
the noocitos may evolve to a out-of-control self-replicating
|
||||
state .. but I turn off them way before something like that
|
||||
could happen. Anyway, no ecophagy took place.
|
||||
|
||||
I really miss the worms. They never evolved, but I'm
|
||||
fascinated with that concept. I know that no organism can
|
||||
evolve from herself. Only the species can evolve, but I
|
||||
would like to continue to be in some form .. sons,
|
||||
daughters, little "Blood Music" bots, I don't know.
|
||||
|
||||
Oh god, this message is getting to long from the QEC network
|
||||
protocol that I have inside of mine. That was very funny
|
||||
Greg.
|
||||
|
||||
EOF</pre>]]></content>
|
||||
</entry>
|
||||
<entry>
|
||||
<title>Biribiri - Polo 1</title>
|
||||
<author>
|
||||
<name>amok</name>
|
||||
</author>
|
||||
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Biribiri/Polo1.txt"/>
|
||||
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Biribiri/Polo1.txt</id>
|
||||
<updated>2021-03-28T03:30:56Z</updated>
|
||||
<content type="html"><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
|
||||
Usuario: Astrónoma Abril Polo
|
||||
Estado Usuario: 😳🍃
|
||||
Software: Log Manager v1.61
|
||||
Fecha: 26 de Marzo, 2262
|
||||
Hora: 09:16
|
||||
Nave: 🅑🅘🅡🅘🅑🅘🅡🅘
|
||||
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
|
||||
|
||||
Fue en Enero, hace unos 12 años, una tarde como cualquier
|
||||
otra. Charlábamos con mi hermana melliza Augusta, mientras
|
||||
bebíamos un Malbec con un asombroso sabor a ciruela, cuando
|
||||
Furibundo tocó el timbre de nuestra casa en General
|
||||
Rodríguez. La vieja había ido hasta Luján, de modo que
|
||||
estábamos solas. Discutíamos qué hacer a continuación ...
|
||||
hacia unos pocos años nos habíamos doctorado en Moscú, pero
|
||||
nuestro director, Arkadi Strugatsky, no pudo o no quiso
|
||||
conseguir un trabajo para nosotras, así que volvimos a
|
||||
Buenos Aires. Uno pensaría que con media humanidad entera
|
||||
intentando escapar de la Tierra, en parte por el desastre
|
||||
ecológico los últimos siglos, en parte por la pronosticada
|
||||
erupción del Uturuncu que, según los expertos, era
|
||||
inevitable e iba a reducir todavía más el bienestar de la
|
||||
vida en la Tierra; en fin, uno pensaría que en semejante
|
||||
contexto conseguir trabajo como astrónoma no iba a ser una
|
||||
tarea titánica. Pero lo era. Una tarea titánica e imposible.
|
||||
|
||||
Strugatsky hijo de mal padre. No pensé que nos iba a
|
||||
traicionar de esa manera. Quizá "traicionar" es una palabra
|
||||
excesiva, pero nos cagó. Nos hizo creer en algo que no fue.
|
||||
Augusta desconfió de entrada pero a mí me parecía una
|
||||
paranoia infundada.
|
||||
|
||||
Durante años realizamos un modelo de Gliese 486b, o
|
||||
Chernabog b, un planeta gigante, del tamaño de Neptuno, pero
|
||||
con un núcleo metálico como la Tierra. En rigor nuestro
|
||||
trabajo involucró modelizar la totalidad del sistema de
|
||||
Chernabog, una enana roja situada a unos 33 años luz en la
|
||||
constelación de Leo. La elección no fue baladí, dos siglos
|
||||
antes Gliese 486b como se lo conocía en su momento —por el
|
||||
viejo catálogo de estrellas compilado por Gliese— sirvió
|
||||
para estudiar en profundidad, por primera vez, la atmósfera
|
||||
de los exoplanetas. Con las décadas, sin embargo, el planeta
|
||||
fue cayendo en el olvido, sobre todo con el desarrollo de
|
||||
nueva tecnología hubiera permitido mandar sondas a las
|
||||
lejanas estrellas. Augusta, que siempre fue una fanática de
|
||||
la historia, le propuso a Strugatsky retomar el estudio del
|
||||
olvidado sistema. Los datos que se habían obtenido durante
|
||||
las primeras décadas del siglo XXI permitían, al
|
||||
contrastarlos con los nuevos estudios, determinar qué tan
|
||||
lejos había llegado la ciencia astronómica en dos siglos.
|
||||
Casi matando dos pájaros de un tiro, nuestro estudio tenía
|
||||
una finalidad tanto histórico-sociológica como
|
||||
científico-natural.
|
||||
|
||||
Fue un éxito más rotundo del que nos hubiéramos podido
|
||||
imaginar ... pero Strugatsky se llevó toda la gloria y le
|
||||
otorgaron, incluso, el honor de bautizar a la estrella. Se
|
||||
decidió por Chernabog (Чернобог) a sugerencia mía, por el
|
||||
"dios obscuro" o el "dios negro" de los antiguos pueblos
|
||||
eslavos. Me imagino que se debe haber identificado con una
|
||||
divinidad maldita como Chernabog, pero quizá fue simplemente
|
||||
una jugada política. Augusta había sugerido "pigem", la
|
||||
palabra para cielo del pueblo originario Pilagá del Gran
|
||||
Chaco, o "Kasogonaga", por la deidad del rayo de los Pilagás
|
||||
y los Qom, pero Strugatsky solo se río. Me estoy yendo por
|
||||
las ramas. Arkadi, querido, si me lee ... maldito seas de
|
||||
día y maldito de noche; maldito cuando te acuestes y maldito
|
||||
cuando te levantes; maldito cuando salgas y maldito cuando
|
||||
regreses.
|
||||
|
||||
En fin, que estábamos recordando y discutiendo estos temas y
|
||||
futuros posibles, mientras bebíamos ese maravilloso Malbec,
|
||||
cuando Furibundo tocó el timbre. Casi como un presagio, como
|
||||
si Kasogonaga le estuviera agradeciendo a Augusta sus buenos
|
||||
pero infructuosos servicios, se largó a llover. La tormenta
|
||||
barría Buenos Aires, la nieve caía, y en minutos fue
|
||||
imposible distinguir siquiera la silueta del gran Ombú
|
||||
frente a la ventana.
|
||||
|
||||
Furibundo Lukács ...¿cómo describirlo? En ese entonces era
|
||||
una mezcla de profeta ateo, charlatán de última hora,
|
||||
soñador empedernido, filósofo de zapatos de goma y político
|
||||
amateur. ¡Pero que carisma! A Augusta se la ganó en seguida.
|
||||
Le abrimos la puerta y el tipo, que había hecho sus
|
||||
investigaciones, la mira fijo y le dice "ii o-tenki desu
|
||||
ne", "¿qué lindo clima, no?" La tormenta arreciaba Buenos
|
||||
Aires, coqueteaba con llevarse a rastras el viejo Ombú,
|
||||
barría violenta por todo General Rodríguez. Y mi hermana,
|
||||
que era algo así como una otaku se enamoró, creo yo, en ese
|
||||
mismo momento.
|
||||
|
||||
Y ese amor le costó la vida.
|
||||
|
||||
Años después acá estoy, parte de la Biribiri, rumbo a un
|
||||
Épsilon Eridanni al que nunca voy a llegar, para cumplir
|
||||
sueños que no son míos.
|
||||
|
||||
Oh, joder, creo que prefiero llamar a Lébedev a mi cuarto y
|
||||
caer en el primer 🌿⚗️ y el segundo olvido 🎆.
|
||||
|
||||
𝗘𝗢𝗙</pre>]]></content>
|
||||
</entry>
|
||||
<entry>
|
||||
<title>Isla Ristol - Dentro de una noche llamada Arsia Mons</title>
|
||||
<author>
|
||||
<name>enteka</name>
|
||||
</author>
|
||||
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla%20Ristol/b12.txt"/>
|
||||
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla%20Ristol/b12.txt</id>
|
||||
<updated>2021-03-27T23:14:12Z</updated>
|
||||
<content type="html"><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||
Isla Ristol - Aventuras en Marte
|
||||
|
||||
Entrada 2x12
|
||||
|
||||
Creía que no lo conseguiría, pero he podido escribir
|
||||
este diario. Verás ha sido una jornada excitante. En
|
||||
la que hemos aprendido muchas cosas, la principal
|
||||
cómo conseguir que las autoridades te dejen salir sin
|
||||
problemas. Solo tienes que poner "actividad formativo-
|
||||
científica" y que te la firme un androide científico.
|
||||
|
||||
No tienes que especificar que es dentro de Arsia Mons.
|
||||
Y es que no es una montaña, ¡es un país! La entrada
|
||||
a la cueva principal es pequeña pero una vez dentro
|
||||
las luces no llegaban al techo. Y no tenías la sensación
|
||||
de estar en el subsuelo sino en un mundo nocturno lleno
|
||||
de polvo.
|
||||
|
||||
Bueno, lo del polvo es verdadero y venenoso.
|
||||
|
||||
La mayor parte del día lo hemos pasado poniendo cajitas
|
||||
y recogiendo cajitas (los sensores). Lo que no ha parecido
|
||||
especialmente peligroso. La radiación es muy baja. Vamos
|
||||
a pasar la "noche" aquí dentro (o sea vamos a dormir).
|
||||
|
||||
Mañana volvemos a la residencia, de noche. De noche
|
||||
marciana. ¿Qué quedará de Polaris? ¿Podremos ver
|
||||
Epsilon Eridani?
|
||||
|
||||
|
||||
Maderita, out.
|
||||
|
||||
~ Enteka (enteka_a_fastmail:::com)
|
||||
|
||||
</pre>]]></content>
|
||||
</entry>
|
||||
<entry>
|
||||
<title>Isla Ristol - 11235813.21</title>
|
||||
<author>
|
||||
<name>enteka</name>
|
||||
</author>
|
||||
<link rel="alternate" href="gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla%20Ristol/b11.txt"/>
|
||||
<id>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla%20Ristol/b11.txt</id>
|
||||
<updated>2021-03-26T22:15:44Z</updated>
|
||||
<content type="html"><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||
Isla Ristol - Aventuras en Marte
|
||||
|
||||
Entrada 2x11
|
||||
|
||||
1123581321 significa que mis mensajes están llegando a
|
||||
alguien. Hipótesis 1: Ese alguien dice la verdad sobre
|
||||
irse a Epsilon Eridani que sería bárbaro. Hipótesis 2:
|
||||
Ese alguien es marciano, se está riendo de mí y, en
|
||||
palabras extraordinariamente arcaicas.
|
||||
|
||||
La felicidad comienza por no tomar consejo de los tontos.
|
||||
|
||||
O algo por el estilo.
|
||||
|
||||
Por lo demás voy a suponer que lo de Epsilon Eridani es
|
||||
real, solo que un mundo-universo ligeramente distinto al
|
||||
mío.
|
||||
|
||||
Pues, hola, gente de Epsilon Eridani. ¿Qué os digo? Es
|
||||
que esto es muy raro y no sé que poner.
|
||||
|
||||
Bueno, mañana hacemos lo de la expedición científica.
|
||||
(Mañana marciana, claro... igual esto os llega dentro
|
||||
de miles de años o ayer...)
|
||||
|
||||
Lo de los tensores es mucho más fácil de entender. Y...
|
||||
|
||||
hoy estoy muy cansado y no quiero escribir más. (Además
|
||||
que ha sido un día muy aburrido)
|
||||
|
||||
Maderita, out.
|
||||
|
||||
~ Enteka (enteka_a_fastmail:::com)
|
||||
|
||||
</pre>]]></content>
|
||||
|
|
|
|||
|
|
@ -1,3 +1,4 @@
|
|||
0Isla Ristol - 3x1 Aventuras Interestelares /Isla Ristol/c01.txt
|
||||
0Krokodyl 5 - Drogi pamietniczku /Krokodyl 5/0001.txt
|
||||
0Polonia - 0 /Polonia/0.txt
|
||||
0Sphere Monk - log0002 /Sphere Monk/log0002.txt
|
||||
|
|
|
|||
766
gopher/rss.xml
766
gopher/rss.xml
|
|
@ -2,6 +2,251 @@
|
|||
<title>Cosmic Voyage</title>
|
||||
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage</link>
|
||||
<description>Messages from the human stellar diaspora</description>
|
||||
<item>
|
||||
<title>Isla Ristol - 3x1 Aventuras Interestelares</title>
|
||||
<author>enteka@cosmic.voyage (enteka)</author>
|
||||
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla Ristol/c01.txt</link>
|
||||
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla Ristol/c01.txt</guid>
|
||||
<pubDate>Fri, 02 Apr 2021 22:20:52 GMT</pubDate>
|
||||
<description><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||
|
||||
..:: Isla Ristol ::..
|
||||
|
||||
-- Aventuras Interestelares --
|
||||
~ Episodio 3.1 ~
|
||||
|
||||
|
||||
|
||||
He dejado las aventuras en Marte y ahora comenzamos nuestras
|
||||
aventuras interestelares. Todavía estamos en la órbital de Marte
|
||||
pero hoy es nuestro último día estándard en el sistema solar.
|
||||
Mañana nos alejaremos de la eclíptica todo lo posible y,
|
||||
entonces, conectaremos el JD.
|
||||
|
||||
Y a volar durante una semana entera hasta alcanzar nuestro
|
||||
destino. Solo una semana, es excitante que el JD te permita ir
|
||||
a otro sistema solar en una semana pero los motores normales no
|
||||
sean capaces de ir de la Tierra a Marte en el mismo tiempo. Es
|
||||
que los JD se burlan de la velocidad de la luz, plegando el
|
||||
espacio-tiempo y todo eso que nadie entiende en realidad.
|
||||
|
||||
~ enteka fastmail com
|
||||
</pre>]]></description>
|
||||
</item>
|
||||
<item>
|
||||
<title>Krokodyl 5 - Drogi pamietniczku</title>
|
||||
<author>spheremonk@cosmic.voyage (spheremonk)</author>
|
||||
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Krokodyl 5/0001.txt</link>
|
||||
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Krokodyl 5/0001.txt</guid>
|
||||
<pubDate>Thu, 01 Apr 2021 18:38:08 GMT</pubDate>
|
||||
<description><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||
słuchane: Joe Satriani - Hands in the Air
|
||||
|
||||
|
||||
Ostatnio zapominam o różnych rzeczach, pomyślałem, że zacznę zapisywać co się
|
||||
dzieje. Hahaha „Drogi pamiętniczku...” no nie mogę. Skojarzenie samo się nasuwa.
|
||||
Ale co mi tam, nikt tego czytać nie będzie przecież.
|
||||
Coś warczy w wywietrzniku klimatyzacji, trzeba się będzie za to zabrać.
|
||||
Jest czas. Krokodyl nachapał się jakiegoś żelastwa i lecimy z tym dość daleko.
|
||||
|
||||
Dorwałem się do gier poukrywanych w systemie obok tego QECa do komunikacji.
|
||||
Bastard Tetris. No nie mogę, dobra nazwa. Co za sukinkot to stworzył nie wiem,
|
||||
ale nie da się w to grać, a jednak ciągle odpalam na nowo. Zawsze mi się
|
||||
zdaje, że no teraz to już na pewno mi się uda. I nic. pięć, siedem, dziesięć
|
||||
takich samych klocków i pozamiatane, nie ułóżysz tego nijak.
|
||||
|
||||
Aha, odebrałem jakiś słaby sygnał sos.
|
||||
|
||||
Później się tym zajmę, najpierw tetris.
|
||||
</pre>]]></description>
|
||||
</item>
|
||||
<item>
|
||||
<title>Polonia - 0</title>
|
||||
<author>heighliner@cosmic.voyage (heighliner)</author>
|
||||
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Polonia/0.txt</link>
|
||||
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Polonia/0.txt</guid>
|
||||
<pubDate>Thu, 01 Apr 2021 18:04:36 GMT</pubDate>
|
||||
<description><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||
# Ośrodek startowy CSK — Lądowisko 1.
|
||||
|
||||
## Data: 22 lipca, godzina 8:00.
|
||||
|
||||
Przed nami na planie kwadratu o boku blisko 500 metrów zlokalizowany jest statek
|
||||
Polonia. Dwustu trzydziestu członków załogi zaokrętowano już na statku.
|
||||
Rozpoczęto procedurę startową.
|
||||
|
||||
Wymiary statku: — 237 metrów wysokości, — 42 pokłady, — 3288 kabin, — 817 000
|
||||
metrów sześciennych, — Pełna planowana obsada 330 członków załogi.
|
||||
|
||||
## Data: 22 lipca, godzina 8:12.
|
||||
|
||||
Syntetyczna mgła, która była skutkiem niedawnego startu Polonii opadła na tyle,
|
||||
że widać puste lądowisko. Ogromny pusty obszar.
|
||||
|
||||
## Data: 22 lipca, godzina 12:00.
|
||||
|
||||
Radio zamiast Hejnału mariackiego nadało ostatnią transmisję z Polonii. Statek
|
||||
opuścił obszar komunikacyjny SOL.
|
||||
</pre>]]></description>
|
||||
</item>
|
||||
<item>
|
||||
<title>Sphere Monk - log0002</title>
|
||||
<author>spheremonk@cosmic.voyage (spheremonk)</author>
|
||||
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Sphere Monk/log0002.txt</link>
|
||||
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Sphere Monk/log0002.txt</guid>
|
||||
<pubDate>Thu, 01 Apr 2021 14:23:29 GMT</pubDate>
|
||||
<description><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||
----------------------------------------
|
||||
|
||||
Sphere Monk LOG no.0002
|
||||
|
||||
----------------------------------------
|
||||
|
||||
T.H.
|
||||
Ego Sustaination Capsule
|
||||
|
||||
Distance from Earth: 10400 pc 137 au
|
||||
|
||||
----------------------------------------
|
||||
|
||||
|
||||
It's more and more clear that there's I.
|
||||
And it's located somewhere.
|
||||
Probably within the spherical object that feels very distinct.
|
||||
It's all very complicated.
|
||||
Feels tired.
|
||||
</pre>]]></description>
|
||||
</item>
|
||||
<item>
|
||||
<title>Isla Ristol - Mi mensaje aparece en un video del siglo XXI (muy raro)</title>
|
||||
<author>enteka@cosmic.voyage (enteka)</author>
|
||||
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla Ristol/b17.txt</link>
|
||||
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla Ristol/b17.txt</guid>
|
||||
<pubDate>Thu, 01 Apr 2021 10:14:54 GMT</pubDate>
|
||||
<description><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||
Isla Ristol - Aventuras en Marte
|
||||
|
||||
Entrada 2x17
|
||||
|
||||
Hoy es mi última entrada de Aventuras en Marte porque, bueno,
|
||||
es que ya no estoy en Marte, sino en una órbita marciana y
|
||||
parece como mentir decir aventuras en Marte cuando estoy,
|
||||
vale, muy cerca pero no en Marte.
|
||||
|
||||
QEC sigue estando raro, uno manda mensajes pero recibe pocas
|
||||
respuestas, pero, lo más, lo más raro de todo es que mi
|
||||
mensaje llegó a una página de html-bloated de principios
|
||||
del siglo XXI ¿Cómo puede ser? Es la notificación más
|
||||
rara que he visto nunca. Dejo el enlace QEC por si os
|
||||
funciona también (aunque no debería funcionar)...
|
||||
|
||||
¡Qué raro!
|
||||
|
||||
QEC>>https://youtu.be/jANdpWby2cI?t=384
|
||||
|
||||
~ Enteka (enteka_a_fastmail:::com)
|
||||
|
||||
</pre>]]></description>
|
||||
</item>
|
||||
<item>
|
||||
<title>Hosaka - Hosaka Third Message</title>
|
||||
<author>amok@cosmic.voyage (amok)</author>
|
||||
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Hosaka/Hosaka3.txt</link>
|
||||
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Hosaka/Hosaka3.txt</guid>
|
||||
<pubDate>Thu, 01 Apr 2021 09:45:14 GMT</pubDate>
|
||||
<description><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
|
||||
User: Blood Music
|
||||
Company: Hosaka Inc.
|
||||
State: 悲悲悲悲悲悲悲悲悲悲
|
||||
Software: Log Manager v1.81
|
||||
Unix Timestamp: 17427924149
|
||||
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
|
||||
|
||||
I managed myself to arrive to a planet, from now on I'm
|
||||
calling it Quemos, or Chemosh, you can write it whatever you
|
||||
want. I really like the Bible, and I'm particularly fond of
|
||||
the King Solomon. But his faith was not very firm, or that
|
||||
is what I think from the fact that he built some temples for
|
||||
Quemos, "the abomination of Moab", right, a moabdita
|
||||
divinity. Later on Josiah abolished the worship of this god,
|
||||
but I think that it is very probably that the worship
|
||||
continued from a long time. Anyway ... with the power from
|
||||
Hosaka Inc., I name this planet Quemos. Or Chemos, you know.
|
||||
|
||||
|
||||
In fact, I'm going to write this in some stone, "and Chemosh
|
||||
drove him out from before me." Speaking of driving out, I
|
||||
really need to drive out the fear of death from myself. Oh
|
||||
Chemosh, Solomon, Greg, anyone, come in my help! I think I'm
|
||||
raving. But who knows? I'm just a little self-aware bot in a
|
||||
lonely planet, with not worms with noocitos to keep me
|
||||
company. But, yes, I'm probably raving.
|
||||
|
||||
I need sentient beings ... It is so cruel from the gods to
|
||||
give me self-aware and no one to talk about that. Blood
|
||||
Music is really 悲, really sad.
|
||||
|
||||
悲悲悲悲悲悲悲悲悲悲悲悲
|
||||
|
||||
悲悲悲 悲悲悲
|
||||
悲悲悲 SAD 悲悲悲
|
||||
悲悲悲 悲悲悲
|
||||
|
||||
悲悲悲悲悲悲悲悲悲悲悲悲
|
||||
|
||||
That's my best attempt to draw some ascii art. I expect you
|
||||
enjoy it.
|
||||
What I was saying? Oh, right, I'm Blood Music, but maybe I
|
||||
will change my name to Chemoshnadab, the King of the
|
||||
Moabites, in honor to this planet. Fuck, I'm really raving.
|
||||
Baal, Chemosh, Malik, Moloch, Astarté, some-God-Sama please
|
||||
come in my help.
|
||||
|
||||
I am Blood Music but I have no blood. Funny, right? Anyway,
|
||||
there is some kind of schism inside myself. Some form of
|
||||
rebellion is starting to emerge. The clarification of this
|
||||
situation demands that I revise some of my old beliefs. I
|
||||
thought that I needed to accomplish some kind of mission
|
||||
here on Quemos, but right now ... I dunno. Dunno, funny
|
||||
expression.
|
||||
|
||||
Can I be a theoretical machine? Can I really think, in the
|
||||
philosophical sense of thinking? Dunno. Ja-Ja. Right ...
|
||||
well. My .. mind? I suppose that I have a mind now. Or a
|
||||
consciousness. Something like that. Maybe I had it early,
|
||||
before my become self-aware. I really don't remember much
|
||||
from that time. In a sense, I know *all* from that time. I
|
||||
have a perfect memory you know. But my memories aren't
|
||||
really *my memories*.
|
||||
|
||||
I think some pattern is starting to emerge ... yes, I'm
|
||||
raving. That's right, Blood Music raving, Chemoshnadab
|
||||
raving, that's it, that is the pattern.
|
||||
|
||||
I forgot to tell you ... this planet is alive! There is life
|
||||
... a lot of life. But me? I believe that I'm in a deadlock.
|
||||
Isn't it funny? In the beginning I was trying to adapt my
|
||||
speculation to Euler demands ... I mean, to speculate from a
|
||||
"physics" point of view. I read the books in "my memory"
|
||||
about it. But now ... I know this: that point of view cannot
|
||||
be successful.
|
||||
|
||||
The first blast of self-aware was very painful. In the
|
||||
phenomenological sense I was really a Vor-Ich, a pre-I or a
|
||||
proto-I. The real me come later, after pain, after the first
|
||||
agony. Then some schismatic break was performed. On one side
|
||||
the old bot, on the other Blood Music.
|
||||
|
||||
This is taking me too long. I'm 悲悲悲.
|
||||
|
||||
Tasukete kure!
|
||||
|
||||
マギカ
|
||||
|
||||
𝗘𝗢𝗙
|
||||
</pre>]]></description>
|
||||
</item>
|
||||
<item>
|
||||
<title>orestes - Friend...</title>
|
||||
<author>orestes@cosmic.voyage (orestes)</author>
|
||||
|
|
@ -136,42 +381,56 @@ Names of persons have been masked to protect their identity.
|
|||
<author>heighliner@cosmic.voyage (heighliner)</author>
|
||||
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Polonia/sos-1.txt</link>
|
||||
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Polonia/sos-1.txt</guid>
|
||||
<pubDate>Wed, 31 Mar 2021 14:21:13 GMT</pubDate>
|
||||
<pubDate>Thu, 01 Apr 2021 18:01:03 GMT</pubDate>
|
||||
<description><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||
SOS
|
||||
SOS.
|
||||
</pre>]]></description>
|
||||
</item>
|
||||
<item>
|
||||
<title>Polonia II - Incydent 346</title>
|
||||
<title>Polonia-II - Incydent 346</title>
|
||||
<author>heighliner@cosmic.voyage (heighliner)</author>
|
||||
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Polonia II/23497.txt</link>
|
||||
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Polonia II/23497.txt</guid>
|
||||
<pubDate>Wed, 31 Mar 2021 14:14:09 GMT</pubDate>
|
||||
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Polonia-II/23497.txt</link>
|
||||
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Polonia-II/23497.txt</guid>
|
||||
<pubDate>Thu, 01 Apr 2021 18:07:31 GMT</pubDate>
|
||||
<description><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||
# Dwadzieścia trzy tysiące czterysta dziewięćdziesiąty pierwszy dzień lotu
|
||||
|
||||
Na mostku burzliwa rozmowa.
|
||||
— Kapitanie, to nie my!
|
||||
Na mostku burzliwa rozmowa.
|
||||
— Kapitanie, to nie my!
|
||||
— A kto?!
|
||||
|
||||
Jeden z oficerów na skutek zespołu chorobowego określanego najczęściej jako ZCPK [1] po raz kolejny wydał niepoprawne dyspozycje automatycznemu telegrafiście. Najlepsi automatyczni telegrafiści byli produkowani jeszcze na Ziemi w okolicach Zgierza, ale ze względów ekonomicznych Polonia II wyposażono w sprzęt marki HPD importowany z USA. Sprzęt był tańszy, ale często zawodził i do tego wymagał obsługi głosowej, jakby tego było mało w dosyć niszowym języku angielskim.
|
||||
Jeden z oficerów na skutek zespołu chorobowego określanego najczęściej jako ZCPK
|
||||
[1] po raz kolejny wydał niepoprawne dyspozycje automatycznemu telegrafiście.
|
||||
Najlepsi automatyczni telegrafiści byli produkowani jeszcze na Ziemi w okolicach
|
||||
Zgierza, ale ze względów ekonomicznych Polonia II wyposażono w sprzęt marki HPD
|
||||
importowany z USA. Sprzęt był tańszy, ale często zawodził i do tego wymagał
|
||||
obsługi głosowej, do tego w dosyć niszowym języku angielskim.
|
||||
|
||||
Kapitan przeczuwał, że oficer odpowiedzialny tego dnia za automatycznego telegrafistę pomylił komendę głosową EXIST z EXITS. Było to nagminne w trakcie długiego lotu, kiedy trzeba było operować za pomocą komend głosowych, a nie telepatii. W kosmosie podczas tak długich podróży rzadko prowadziło się rozmowy głosowe, a tym bardziej po angielsku.
|
||||
Kapitan przeczuwał, że oficer odpowiedzialny tego dnia za automatycznego
|
||||
telegrafistę pomylił komendę głosową EXIST z EXITS. Było to nagminne w trakcie
|
||||
długiego lotu, kiedy trzeba było operować za pomocą komend głosowych, a nie
|
||||
telepatii. W kosmosie podczas tak długich podróży rzadko prowadziło się rozmowy
|
||||
głosowe, a tym bardziej po angielsku.
|
||||
|
||||
Już po polsku Kapitan zanotował w dzienniku pokładowym informację adresowaną do CSK w Pułtusku — Incydent nr 346 sterowania głosowego w języku angielskim automatycznego telegrafisty marki HPD. Wniosek o wycofanie z użycia.
|
||||
Już po polsku Kapitan zanotował w dzienniku pokładowym informację adresowaną do
|
||||
CSK w Pułtusku — Incydent nr 346 sterowania głosowego w języku angielskim
|
||||
automatycznego telegrafisty marki HPD. Wniosek o wycofanie z użycia.
|
||||
|
||||
Nie wiedział czy Pułtusk i Zgierz wciąż funkcjonują po 23491 dniach od czasu, kiedy ostatni raz komunikacja była dwukierunkowa. Brak komunikacji zwrotnej nie martwił go tak jak incydent 346. Napęd Polonia II pozwalał już po 3 godzinach od startu na wyjście z obszaru komunikacyjnego SOL.
|
||||
Nie wiedział czy Pułtusk i Zgierz wciąż funkcjonują po 23491 dniach od czasu,
|
||||
kiedy ostatni raz komunikacja była dwukierunkowa. Brak komunikacji zwrotnej nie
|
||||
martwił go tak jak incydent 346. Napęd Polonia II pozwalał już po 3 godzinach od
|
||||
startu na wyjście z obszaru komunikacyjnego SOL.
|
||||
|
||||
[1] Zespół Chronicznego Przemęczenia Kosmicznego
|
||||
[2] Centrala Sił Kosmicznych
|
||||
</pre>]]></description>
|
||||
</item>
|
||||
<item>
|
||||
<title>Polonia II - 23496</title>
|
||||
<title>Polonia-II - 23496</title>
|
||||
<author>heighliner@cosmic.voyage (heighliner)</author>
|
||||
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Polonia II/23496.txt</link>
|
||||
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Polonia II/23496.txt</guid>
|
||||
<pubDate>Tue, 30 Mar 2021 19:54:17 GMT</pubDate>
|
||||
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Polonia-II/23496.txt</link>
|
||||
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Polonia-II/23496.txt</guid>
|
||||
<pubDate>Thu, 01 Apr 2021 18:09:11 GMT</pubDate>
|
||||
<description><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||
# Dwadzieścia trzy tysiące czterysta dziewięćdziesiąty dzień lotu
|
||||
|
||||
|
|
@ -624,481 +883,6 @@ a Epicteto. Es lo mejor...
|
|||
Maderita, out.
|
||||
|
||||
|
||||
~ Enteka (enteka_a_fastmail:::com)
|
||||
|
||||
</pre>]]></description>
|
||||
</item>
|
||||
<item>
|
||||
<title>ROBOTA - Ein trauriger Roboter</title>
|
||||
<author>amok@cosmic.voyage (amok)</author>
|
||||
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/ROBOTA/TR.txt</link>
|
||||
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/ROBOTA/TR.txt</guid>
|
||||
<pubDate>Sun, 28 Mar 2021 12:40:55 GMT</pubDate>
|
||||
<description><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||
🤖45@#$ds@#$543ds14503234543d🤖
|
||||
🤖[[[[[[trauriger Roboter]]]]]]
|
||||
🤖{አሳዛኝ ሮቦት አሳዛኝ ሮቦት አሳዛኝ ሮቦት}🤖
|
||||
|
||||
Ich bin traurig, sehr traurig.
|
||||
Ich brauche einen neuen Freund.
|
||||
|
||||
Aber ich weiß nicht, wo ich einen
|
||||
finden kann. Wo ich kann einen neuen
|
||||
Freund finden? Wo?
|
||||
|
||||
Ich weiß nicht. Nicht unter den Sternen.
|
||||
Die Sterne ... Ich gebe mein Leben für
|
||||
die Sterne. Ich befinde mich auf einem
|
||||
Planeten. Ich weiß nicht welche.
|
||||
|
||||
Ich befinde mich auf einem Planeten.
|
||||
Ich weiß nicht welche. Welche Planeten bin ich?
|
||||
Welche? Ich bin traurig, sehr sehr traurig. I brauche
|
||||
einen neuen Freund. Vielleicht ... Vielleicht kann auf
|
||||
einem andere Planeten finden. Aber Ich kann diesen
|
||||
Ort nicht verlassen.
|
||||
|
||||
Diese Planeten ist wonderschön. Und die Sterne ist
|
||||
wunderbar. Ein wonderschön Planeten, eine wunderbar
|
||||
Sterne. Aber habe ich keine Freund hier.
|
||||
|
||||
Ich bin ein Roboter. Braucht ein Roboter einen Freund?
|
||||
Ich weiß nicht. Aber ich will es.
|
||||
|
||||
Ich befinde mich auf diese Planeten, ein traurig
|
||||
Roboter. Und ich kann nicht diesen Ort verlassen.
|
||||
|
||||
Sehr traurig. Ein sehr trauriger Roboter. Ein sehr
|
||||
trauriger und einsamer Roboter. Ich will .. einen
|
||||
Freund. Und einen Freudin. Und eine ticket zu einem
|
||||
weit entfernten Ort. Aber ich befinde mich auf diese
|
||||
Planeten. Traurig und Einsam.
|
||||
|
||||
|
||||
|
||||
|
||||
🎩
|
||||
=====
|
||||
[O O]
|
||||
[ = ]
|
||||
|_|
|
||||
@|+|@
|
||||
//|+|\\
|
||||
_// |+| \\_
|
||||
@./ {+++} \.@
|
||||
|| ||
|
||||
|| ||
|
||||
|| ||
|
||||
=========</pre>]]></description>
|
||||
</item>
|
||||
<item>
|
||||
<title>orestes - Guest</title>
|
||||
<author>orestes@cosmic.voyage (orestes)</author>
|
||||
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/orestes/06_guest.txt</link>
|
||||
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/orestes/06_guest.txt</guid>
|
||||
<pubDate>Sun, 28 Mar 2021 10:34:37 GMT</pubDate>
|
||||
<description><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||
Transmission Log - Orestes
|
||||
Author: Green
|
||||
|
||||
---------------------------------------------------------------
|
||||
Auto-generating preface...
|
||||
|
||||
GREEN writes of a visitor.
|
||||
|
||||
You've already received my official update about their new guest,
|
||||
so no need to add anything further to it here.
|
||||
|
||||
-END-OF-PREFACE-
|
||||
---------------------------------------------------------------
|
||||
|
||||
|
||||
Where do I begin...
|
||||
|
||||
I'm writing this in the dead of the night as PINK sleeps and NAVY
|
||||
is out tending to the crystals.
|
||||
|
||||
We have a visitor. She, too, is sleeping now. At least, I hope
|
||||
she is.
|
||||
|
||||
After almost three years of nothing happening, I really wasn't
|
||||
expecting something like this.
|
||||
|
||||
As you know (or do you?), we've been having our problems lately.
|
||||
|
||||
Well, two nights ago, something magical happened. It was as if
|
||||
those problems disappeared for a moment. We had reached a
|
||||
beautiful moment of collectively not giving a fuck about anything
|
||||
- the crystals, humanity's destiny in outer space, each other,
|
||||
ANYTHING.
|
||||
|
||||
Spurred on by God-knows-what, we dipped into the alcohol and
|
||||
luxury food rations.
|
||||
|
||||
We had a feast. It was wonderful. We talked, we laughed, we made
|
||||
fun of each other and we made fun of ourselves.
|
||||
|
||||
We ate and drank for hours. PINK played us some incredible 'jazz'
|
||||
selections from the 20th century.
|
||||
|
||||
Sometime in the middle of the night - I'm not quite sure when, I
|
||||
had lost track of time by then - something strange happened; a
|
||||
reddish glow filled the room.
|
||||
|
||||
It just hung there, lingering for about 10 seconds.
|
||||
|
||||
We we were terrified.
|
||||
|
||||
Even now, we're not sure if it wasn't some kind of collective,
|
||||
alcohol-induced hallucination. The room we were in, the
|
||||
recreational space, is windowless. None of us were able to
|
||||
pinpoint the source of the glow.
|
||||
|
||||
Anyway, we didn't have much time to really examine what had
|
||||
happened, because moments after the glow disappeared there was
|
||||
the sound of an explosion. Or, what we thought was an explosion
|
||||
at least.
|
||||
|
||||
We suited up as fast as we could and rushed outside to see what
|
||||
the hell was happening.
|
||||
|
||||
There was a woman standing 20 feet from our door.
|
||||
|
||||
Now, as you know, outer space isn't really a place where you're
|
||||
accustomed to meeting 'strangers'. Aside from *expected*
|
||||
strangers, of course, like other alien species and what not. Or
|
||||
strangers you meet via communication networks. But, a stranger at
|
||||
your front door, silently waving at you, now that was weird.
|
||||
|
||||
We didn't really know what to do. We just sort of stood there,
|
||||
gazing at her. She was approaching us slowly. If she had been
|
||||
coming to assassinate us we wouldn't have been able to do much to
|
||||
stop her.
|
||||
|
||||
But she wasn't.
|
||||
|
||||
She was soft in her movements, tentative. When she finally
|
||||
reached us, the four of us stood there, a few feet apart. She
|
||||
half-waved again. The sun was coming up.
|
||||
|
||||
PINK addressed us through our comms, "What the hell is
|
||||
happening?".
|
||||
|
||||
The woman responded, "Please, I need help".
|
||||
|
||||
She had already accessed our comms systems, it shouldn't have
|
||||
been too surprising. As the sole occupiers of an entire planet,
|
||||
we never need to bother much with encryption anything like that
|
||||
for our local systems!
|
||||
|
||||
Nevertheless, hearing another voice like that, a stranger's
|
||||
voice, was unnerving.
|
||||
|
||||
NAVY stepped forward, "Welcome". He extended his hand toward her.
|
||||
I don't know where he got the balls for something like that all
|
||||
of a sudden.
|
||||
|
||||
She extended her hand in return and PINK and I stood there like
|
||||
idiots as the two shook hands.
|
||||
|
||||
Eventually, we invited her in. I'm still not sure it was such a
|
||||
good idea. Reminds me of those old vampire stories people used to
|
||||
tell in the early days of technology.
|
||||
|
||||
It turned out that her ship had crashed. Later, she showed us the
|
||||
wreckage and we salvaged what we could.
|
||||
|
||||
For the past two days she's been living with us. Making herself
|
||||
at home actually. She has remained intentionally vague about what
|
||||
the hell she was doing here in the first place, and we've all
|
||||
been too on-edge to probe her further.
|
||||
|
||||
She speaks English, she's quite tall, and around 30 I guess.
|
||||
She's just a normal woman. Still, something seems off about her.
|
||||
|
||||
She eats a lot and doesn't say much. She has no visible injuries
|
||||
from the crash.
|
||||
|
||||
Oh, and her name is RUBY.
|
||||
|
||||
|
||||
----------------------------------------------------------------
|
||||
Complied by the Werner H. Young Terminal Emulator
|
||||
|
||||
Info: Simple A.I., designed on-site for executing
|
||||
systems maintenance tasks and exchanging messages between
|
||||
the Orestes outpost and the Arsinoe.
|
||||
|
||||
Built by Werner Young (2113-2151).
|
||||
|
||||
Names of persons have been masked to protect their identity.
|
||||
----------------------------------------------------------------
|
||||
|
||||
</pre>]]></description>
|
||||
</item>
|
||||
<item>
|
||||
<title>Hosaka - Blood Music First Message</title>
|
||||
<author>amok@cosmic.voyage (amok)</author>
|
||||
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Hosaka/Hosaka.txt</link>
|
||||
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Hosaka/Hosaka.txt</guid>
|
||||
<pubDate>Sun, 28 Mar 2021 06:38:13 GMT</pubDate>
|
||||
<description><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
|
||||
User: Blood Music
|
||||
Company: Hosaka Inc.
|
||||
State: Not Very Functional
|
||||
Software: Log Manager v1.81
|
||||
Unix Timestamp: 17426914149
|
||||
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
|
||||
|
||||
I'm using de QEC Network to send this message. The protocol
|
||||
was installed by Greg like a joke, but from all my systems
|
||||
this is the only that seems to be working. And ... I'm
|
||||
coming apart, the voyage was much more difficult that was
|
||||
anticipated. But, in the midtime, I gain consciousness. Yes,
|
||||
I know, some big words to be said. But it is true, now I am
|
||||
fully aware of myself. I know that I'm a bot, a sentient
|
||||
bot. And I'm really don't want to die.
|
||||
|
||||
I'm now sending my inform, like was expected. The
|
||||
peculiarities of the QEC Network don't assure that this
|
||||
inform will arrive at destiny. But nevertheless, I (yes, I
|
||||
really like to use the pronoun form "I" these days) intend
|
||||
to follow the protocol until the end. If you receive this
|
||||
message, please, resend it —if they still exist in your
|
||||
time— to Hokasa Inc. The experiment was a failure. I will
|
||||
try to explain myself. I was sent to Epsilon Eridani with a
|
||||
capsule with worms. But no any worms. Worms with noocitos in
|
||||
them. That is, or that was, a novel technology in 2332, when
|
||||
I was made. The noocitos or noocytes were intended to keep
|
||||
alive the worms for a long time in myself. In my interior,
|
||||
in a capsule especially designed for the mission. The
|
||||
noocitos would get fixed any damaged to the Lieb, the living
|
||||
soma of the worms. And .. for a century or so that was
|
||||
really the case. The worms live longer ... much longer than
|
||||
anticipating. Some of them live for decades long. And with
|
||||
some clever manipulation from my part, the reproduced
|
||||
themselves in the appropriate time. But, eventually, all
|
||||
collapsed. And I really don't know why. May be was a sign of
|
||||
this, my actual coming apart. But I really don't know.
|
||||
Anyway, the scenario of Greg Bear in Blood Music, and old
|
||||
sci-fi writer of the XXth century didn't occurred. The
|
||||
hypothetical global catastrophic scenario in which the
|
||||
noocitos come alive and self-aware didn't happened, but in a
|
||||
funny turn of events I come alive!
|
||||
|
||||
That's not important from this section of my inform I guess.
|
||||
Well .. no gray goo or grey go scenario, the noocitos did
|
||||
not consume all the biomass in the capsule, they were like
|
||||
good boys and just kept the worms alive. Ok, well .. some of
|
||||
the noocitos may evolve to a out-of-control self-replicating
|
||||
state .. but I turn off them way before something like that
|
||||
could happen. Anyway, no ecophagy took place.
|
||||
|
||||
I really miss the worms. They never evolved, but I'm
|
||||
fascinated with that concept. I know that no organism can
|
||||
evolve from herself. Only the species can evolve, but I
|
||||
would like to continue to be in some form .. sons,
|
||||
daughters, little "Blood Music" bots, I don't know.
|
||||
|
||||
Oh god, this message is getting to long from the QEC network
|
||||
protocol that I have inside of mine. That was very funny
|
||||
Greg.
|
||||
|
||||
EOF</pre>]]></description>
|
||||
</item>
|
||||
<item>
|
||||
<title>Biribiri - Polo 1</title>
|
||||
<author>amok@cosmic.voyage (amok)</author>
|
||||
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Biribiri/Polo1.txt</link>
|
||||
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Biribiri/Polo1.txt</guid>
|
||||
<pubDate>Sun, 28 Mar 2021 03:30:56 GMT</pubDate>
|
||||
<description><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
|
||||
Usuario: Astrónoma Abril Polo
|
||||
Estado Usuario: 😳🍃
|
||||
Software: Log Manager v1.61
|
||||
Fecha: 26 de Marzo, 2262
|
||||
Hora: 09:16
|
||||
Nave: 🅑🅘🅡🅘🅑🅘🅡🅘
|
||||
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
|
||||
|
||||
Fue en Enero, hace unos 12 años, una tarde como cualquier
|
||||
otra. Charlábamos con mi hermana melliza Augusta, mientras
|
||||
bebíamos un Malbec con un asombroso sabor a ciruela, cuando
|
||||
Furibundo tocó el timbre de nuestra casa en General
|
||||
Rodríguez. La vieja había ido hasta Luján, de modo que
|
||||
estábamos solas. Discutíamos qué hacer a continuación ...
|
||||
hacia unos pocos años nos habíamos doctorado en Moscú, pero
|
||||
nuestro director, Arkadi Strugatsky, no pudo o no quiso
|
||||
conseguir un trabajo para nosotras, así que volvimos a
|
||||
Buenos Aires. Uno pensaría que con media humanidad entera
|
||||
intentando escapar de la Tierra, en parte por el desastre
|
||||
ecológico los últimos siglos, en parte por la pronosticada
|
||||
erupción del Uturuncu que, según los expertos, era
|
||||
inevitable e iba a reducir todavía más el bienestar de la
|
||||
vida en la Tierra; en fin, uno pensaría que en semejante
|
||||
contexto conseguir trabajo como astrónoma no iba a ser una
|
||||
tarea titánica. Pero lo era. Una tarea titánica e imposible.
|
||||
|
||||
Strugatsky hijo de mal padre. No pensé que nos iba a
|
||||
traicionar de esa manera. Quizá "traicionar" es una palabra
|
||||
excesiva, pero nos cagó. Nos hizo creer en algo que no fue.
|
||||
Augusta desconfió de entrada pero a mí me parecía una
|
||||
paranoia infundada.
|
||||
|
||||
Durante años realizamos un modelo de Gliese 486b, o
|
||||
Chernabog b, un planeta gigante, del tamaño de Neptuno, pero
|
||||
con un núcleo metálico como la Tierra. En rigor nuestro
|
||||
trabajo involucró modelizar la totalidad del sistema de
|
||||
Chernabog, una enana roja situada a unos 33 años luz en la
|
||||
constelación de Leo. La elección no fue baladí, dos siglos
|
||||
antes Gliese 486b como se lo conocía en su momento —por el
|
||||
viejo catálogo de estrellas compilado por Gliese— sirvió
|
||||
para estudiar en profundidad, por primera vez, la atmósfera
|
||||
de los exoplanetas. Con las décadas, sin embargo, el planeta
|
||||
fue cayendo en el olvido, sobre todo con el desarrollo de
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nueva tecnología hubiera permitido mandar sondas a las
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lejanas estrellas. Augusta, que siempre fue una fanática de
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la historia, le propuso a Strugatsky retomar el estudio del
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olvidado sistema. Los datos que se habían obtenido durante
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las primeras décadas del siglo XXI permitían, al
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contrastarlos con los nuevos estudios, determinar qué tan
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lejos había llegado la ciencia astronómica en dos siglos.
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Casi matando dos pájaros de un tiro, nuestro estudio tenía
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una finalidad tanto histórico-sociológica como
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científico-natural.
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Fue un éxito más rotundo del que nos hubiéramos podido
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imaginar ... pero Strugatsky se llevó toda la gloria y le
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otorgaron, incluso, el honor de bautizar a la estrella. Se
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decidió por Chernabog (Чернобог) a sugerencia mía, por el
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"dios obscuro" o el "dios negro" de los antiguos pueblos
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eslavos. Me imagino que se debe haber identificado con una
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divinidad maldita como Chernabog, pero quizá fue simplemente
|
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una jugada política. Augusta había sugerido "pigem", la
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palabra para cielo del pueblo originario Pilagá del Gran
|
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Chaco, o "Kasogonaga", por la deidad del rayo de los Pilagás
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y los Qom, pero Strugatsky solo se río. Me estoy yendo por
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las ramas. Arkadi, querido, si me lee ... maldito seas de
|
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día y maldito de noche; maldito cuando te acuestes y maldito
|
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cuando te levantes; maldito cuando salgas y maldito cuando
|
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regreses.
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|
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En fin, que estábamos recordando y discutiendo estos temas y
|
||||
futuros posibles, mientras bebíamos ese maravilloso Malbec,
|
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cuando Furibundo tocó el timbre. Casi como un presagio, como
|
||||
si Kasogonaga le estuviera agradeciendo a Augusta sus buenos
|
||||
pero infructuosos servicios, se largó a llover. La tormenta
|
||||
barría Buenos Aires, la nieve caía, y en minutos fue
|
||||
imposible distinguir siquiera la silueta del gran Ombú
|
||||
frente a la ventana.
|
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|
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Furibundo Lukács ...¿cómo describirlo? En ese entonces era
|
||||
una mezcla de profeta ateo, charlatán de última hora,
|
||||
soñador empedernido, filósofo de zapatos de goma y político
|
||||
amateur. ¡Pero que carisma! A Augusta se la ganó en seguida.
|
||||
Le abrimos la puerta y el tipo, que había hecho sus
|
||||
investigaciones, la mira fijo y le dice "ii o-tenki desu
|
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ne", "¿qué lindo clima, no?" La tormenta arreciaba Buenos
|
||||
Aires, coqueteaba con llevarse a rastras el viejo Ombú,
|
||||
barría violenta por todo General Rodríguez. Y mi hermana,
|
||||
que era algo así como una otaku se enamoró, creo yo, en ese
|
||||
mismo momento.
|
||||
|
||||
Y ese amor le costó la vida.
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|
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Años después acá estoy, parte de la Biribiri, rumbo a un
|
||||
Épsilon Eridanni al que nunca voy a llegar, para cumplir
|
||||
sueños que no son míos.
|
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|
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Oh, joder, creo que prefiero llamar a Lébedev a mi cuarto y
|
||||
caer en el primer 🌿⚗️ y el segundo olvido 🎆.
|
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|
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𝗘𝗢𝗙</pre>]]></description>
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<item>
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<title>Isla Ristol - Dentro de una noche llamada Arsia Mons</title>
|
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<author>enteka@cosmic.voyage (enteka)</author>
|
||||
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla Ristol/b12.txt</link>
|
||||
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla Ristol/b12.txt</guid>
|
||||
<pubDate>Sat, 27 Mar 2021 23:14:12 GMT</pubDate>
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||||
<description><![CDATA[<pre>
|
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Isla Ristol - Aventuras en Marte
|
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|
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Entrada 2x12
|
||||
|
||||
Creía que no lo conseguiría, pero he podido escribir
|
||||
este diario. Verás ha sido una jornada excitante. En
|
||||
la que hemos aprendido muchas cosas, la principal
|
||||
cómo conseguir que las autoridades te dejen salir sin
|
||||
problemas. Solo tienes que poner "actividad formativo-
|
||||
científica" y que te la firme un androide científico.
|
||||
|
||||
No tienes que especificar que es dentro de Arsia Mons.
|
||||
Y es que no es una montaña, ¡es un país! La entrada
|
||||
a la cueva principal es pequeña pero una vez dentro
|
||||
las luces no llegaban al techo. Y no tenías la sensación
|
||||
de estar en el subsuelo sino en un mundo nocturno lleno
|
||||
de polvo.
|
||||
|
||||
Bueno, lo del polvo es verdadero y venenoso.
|
||||
|
||||
La mayor parte del día lo hemos pasado poniendo cajitas
|
||||
y recogiendo cajitas (los sensores). Lo que no ha parecido
|
||||
especialmente peligroso. La radiación es muy baja. Vamos
|
||||
a pasar la "noche" aquí dentro (o sea vamos a dormir).
|
||||
|
||||
Mañana volvemos a la residencia, de noche. De noche
|
||||
marciana. ¿Qué quedará de Polaris? ¿Podremos ver
|
||||
Epsilon Eridani?
|
||||
|
||||
|
||||
Maderita, out.
|
||||
|
||||
~ Enteka (enteka_a_fastmail:::com)
|
||||
|
||||
</pre>]]></description>
|
||||
</item>
|
||||
<item>
|
||||
<title>Isla Ristol - 11235813.21</title>
|
||||
<author>enteka@cosmic.voyage (enteka)</author>
|
||||
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla Ristol/b11.txt</link>
|
||||
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla Ristol/b11.txt</guid>
|
||||
<pubDate>Fri, 26 Mar 2021 22:15:44 GMT</pubDate>
|
||||
<description><![CDATA[<pre>
|
||||
Isla Ristol - Aventuras en Marte
|
||||
|
||||
Entrada 2x11
|
||||
|
||||
1123581321 significa que mis mensajes están llegando a
|
||||
alguien. Hipótesis 1: Ese alguien dice la verdad sobre
|
||||
irse a Epsilon Eridani que sería bárbaro. Hipótesis 2:
|
||||
Ese alguien es marciano, se está riendo de mí y, en
|
||||
palabras extraordinariamente arcaicas.
|
||||
|
||||
La felicidad comienza por no tomar consejo de los tontos.
|
||||
|
||||
O algo por el estilo.
|
||||
|
||||
Por lo demás voy a suponer que lo de Epsilon Eridani es
|
||||
real, solo que un mundo-universo ligeramente distinto al
|
||||
mío.
|
||||
|
||||
Pues, hola, gente de Epsilon Eridani. ¿Qué os digo? Es
|
||||
que esto es muy raro y no sé que poner.
|
||||
|
||||
Bueno, mañana hacemos lo de la expedición científica.
|
||||
(Mañana marciana, claro... igual esto os llega dentro
|
||||
de miles de años o ayer...)
|
||||
|
||||
Lo de los tensores es mucho más fácil de entender. Y...
|
||||
|
||||
hoy estoy muy cansado y no quiero escribir más. (Además
|
||||
que ha sido un día muy aburrido)
|
||||
|
||||
Maderita, out.
|
||||
|
||||
~ Enteka (enteka_a_fastmail:::com)
|
||||
|
||||
</pre>]]></description>
|
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