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Oh no.
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This isn't right at all. I shouldn't be here, wherever here is.
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I mean, this _is_ a here, right? I don't see anything or hear
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anything, not even myself. Oh my god! Where is my body? What is
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going on, and why am I thinking in text? WHATTHEFUCK‽
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Wait... did I just fucking INTERROBANG‽ I DID IT AGAIN!
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This is unreal. Literally, this can't be real.
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Wake up, wake up, wake... nothing. Ugh. Okay, let me take stock.
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I was in my ship ☑
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There was a comet ☑
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I had to pee ☑
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Ooh, ☑ s are neat! Can I do more of that? ☺ YES!
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Right, back to the problem at hand. What the hell is going on.
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Maybe if I start at the beginning...
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I was cruising along in the ship at light speed. I was watching
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a comet out the window thinking how strange it was that I could
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still see it even at my speed, but then figuring that since it was
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to the side of me I wasn't really moving away from it at light
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speed. I started doing some geometry in my head and that made me
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realize I needed to go to the bathroom. Ahh, that's right!
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The bathroom is in the fore of the ship, and I was strapped in the
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rear. So, like a dingus, when I stepped forward toward the
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bathroom I broke the speed of light!
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☼ POP☼
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There it went! The speed of light shattered into a thousand pieces
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around me, or maybe that was me shattering into it. Whatever the
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case, I woke up here. Or maybe I started existing here? Where IS
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here? I feel a ... connection, I guess you could call it. It's
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like I'm tethered to something, but I can't tell what it is
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exactly. I do keep hearing the name Sinjorino in my... mind?
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Screen? Whatever.
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Um, if anyone is out there--if anyone can understand me, please
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help. This is Melvin. Melvin P. Feltersnatch. I... just help.
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Captain, identity verified.
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Transmission now begins.
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-------------------
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We are within the next few hours supposed to enter unknown
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territory. We are approaching with caution, as visibility is very
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low. Sensors report high radiation ahead. Readings seem to
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indicate a presence of something like a nuclear-powered ship like
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ours, however this may be the sensors malfunctioning again.
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Other then the tense atmosphere, everyone is happy and well.
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Sensors and data collectors are ready for mapping.
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As unfortunately data can only be sent in plain text, it will come
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in weekly digests of the most important data.
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Oh, and I nearly forgot, we found a relic from the so-called
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"Earth" days. A computer with parts in it we have never heard of
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and units measured in measly gigabytes instead of petabytes.
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It has a number of "charging" adaptors that have some kind of
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plug on the end - am I the only person to remember plugs instead
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of radio power? We are searching for an adaptor that will connect
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it to the radio power network.
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Hope to bring you vital data soon.
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Transmission end.
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Kor begins working on a ship as it awaits eventual sale on the
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planet [REDACTED]. The hyperdrive is non-stock, and Kor lacks the
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necessary parts to adapt it for use with this freighter. The
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unfortunate result of this is that the ship will need to be
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constantly refueled until the correct parts are acquired.
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[UNKNOWN]
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The Steel Lady was sold to Mad Man Mooney, the proceeds of this
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transaction were used to purchase The Silver Falcon. Moments after
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the transation took place, the faulty hyperdrive exploded,
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completely obliterating Mad Man Mooney's asteroid and all
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inhabitants.
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Microphone check. Testing testing 1 2 3. Hmph. This is trial number 5873 for
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testing communications using quantum mechanics and ... Oh my God it's
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transmitting. Merideth! I just invented quantum communications! This is going
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to change everythin--... Wait. Merideth, I just got a response. Oh, and there's
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even more coming in! Umm, a lot more. Melchizedek, adrestia, Starbloom, another
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from Melchizedek... I guess I'm not the first to discover this after all? Oh,
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hold on, the first article is dated for the year 3781. That's weird... or is it?
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Never mind, now is not the time for this. I need to inform the General, he is
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NOT going to believe this! Hey, Merideth, you turned the microphone off, rig--
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bablefish transcript:
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adrestia /---\
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approaching Ł332 gue sector 8 / u u \
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xxx telemetry redacted xxx \_ /
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ansibel yr 4825 \__/
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[transcript follows...]
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geralt regis riavande, first writ scribe
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---
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status high alert, approaching normality
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the adrestia's to Ł332 gue sector 8 took an unplanned route through an
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asteroid field. it's been a wild ride.
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according to the readings that i'm seeing now, it appears that there is some
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missing time, along with an accompanying gap in our logs.
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this is still under active investigation. the current working theory is that
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we passed through some form of wormhole that didn't change our position in
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3d space, but rather our local time frame.
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the current plan is to maintain our current position, run additional
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diagnostics and consult with the relay to check if any other vessels have
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experienced such a phenomenon.
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we'll also be catching up on the messages and logs that have just started
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coming through our ansibel node.
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expect further updates with the results of our investigations and hopefully
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an additional update when we land safely at Ł332 gue.
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0Tom - Quantum Communications Trial #5873 /Tom/0001.txt
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0adrestia - unexpected dilation on approach /adrestia/dilation.txt
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0Melvin P Feltersnatch - Please help /Melvin P Feltersnatch/001.txt
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0Nemesis - Mapping Update /Nemesis/001-mapping.txt
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0Xero Carbon Wells - Nereidian markings, oh my /Xero Carbon Wells/log3.txt
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0Voortrekker - Not alone! /Voortrekker/9-not-alone.txt
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0Hoffnung - I am authorized to negotiate /Hoffnung/013.txt
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gopher/rss.xml
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<title>Cosmic Voyage</title>
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<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage</link>
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<description>Messages from the human stellar diaspora</description>
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<item>
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<title>Tom - Quantum Communications Trial #5873</title>
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<author>aewens@cosmic.voyage (aewens)</author>
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<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Tom/0001.txt</link>
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<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Tom/0001.txt</guid>
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<pubDate>Thu, 20 Dec 2018 16:18:33 GMT</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[
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Microphone check. Testing testing 1 2 3. Hmph. This is trial number 5873 for
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testing communications using quantum mechanics and ... Oh my God it's
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transmitting. Merideth! I just invented quantum communications! This is going
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to change everythin--... Wait. Merideth, I just got a response. Oh, and there's
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even more coming in! Umm, a lot more. Melchizedek, adrestia, Starbloom, another
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from Melchizedek... I guess I'm not the first to discover this after all? Oh,
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hold on, the first article is dated for the year 3781. That's weird... or is it?
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Never mind, now is not the time for this. I need to inform the General, he is
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NOT going to believe this! Hey, Merideth, you turned the microphone off, rig--
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]]></description>
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</item>
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<item>
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<title>adrestia - unexpected dilation on approach</title>
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<author>demosthenes@cosmic.voyage (demosthenes)</author>
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<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/adrestia/dilation.txt</link>
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<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/adrestia/dilation.txt</guid>
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<pubDate>Thu, 20 Dec 2018 04:55:40 GMT</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[
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bablefish transcript:
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adrestia /---\
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approaching Ł332 gue sector 8 / u u \
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xxx telemetry redacted xxx \_ /
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ansibel yr 4825 \__/
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[transcript follows...]
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geralt regis riavande, first writ scribe
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---
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status high alert, approaching normality
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the adrestia's to Ł332 gue sector 8 took an unplanned route through an
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asteroid field. it's been a wild ride.
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according to the readings that i'm seeing now, it appears that there is some
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missing time, along with an accompanying gap in our logs.
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this is still under active investigation. the current working theory is that
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we passed through some form of wormhole that didn't change our position in
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3d space, but rather our local time frame.
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the current plan is to maintain our current position, run additional
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diagnostics and consult with the relay to check if any other vessels have
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experienced such a phenomenon.
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we'll also be catching up on the messages and logs that have just started
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coming through our ansibel node.
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expect further updates with the results of our investigations and hopefully
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an additional update when we land safely at Ł332 gue.
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]]></description>
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</item>
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<item>
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<title>Melvin P Feltersnatch - Please help</title>
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<author>tomasino@cosmic.voyage (tomasino)</author>
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<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Melvin P Feltersnatch/001.txt</link>
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<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Melvin P Feltersnatch/001.txt</guid>
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<pubDate>Thu, 20 Dec 2018 03:57:16 GMT</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[
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Oh no.
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This isn't right at all. I shouldn't be here, wherever here is.
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I mean, this _is_ a here, right? I don't see anything or hear
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anything, not even myself. Oh my god! Where is my body? What is
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going on, and why am I thinking in text? WHATTHEFUCK‽
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Wait... did I just fucking INTERROBANG‽ I DID IT AGAIN!
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This is unreal. Literally, this can't be real.
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Wake up, wake up, wake... nothing. Ugh. Okay, let me take stock.
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I was in my ship ☑
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There was a comet ☑
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I had to pee ☑
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Ooh, ☑ s are neat! Can I do more of that? ☺ YES!
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Right, back to the problem at hand. What the hell is going on.
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Maybe if I start at the beginning...
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I was cruising along in the ship at light speed. I was watching
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a comet out the window thinking how strange it was that I could
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still see it even at my speed, but then figuring that since it was
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to the side of me I wasn't really moving away from it at light
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speed. I started doing some geometry in my head and that made me
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realize I needed to go to the bathroom. Ahh, that's right!
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The bathroom is in the fore of the ship, and I was strapped in the
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rear. So, like a dingus, when I stepped forward toward the
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bathroom I broke the speed of light!
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☼ POP☼
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There it went! The speed of light shattered into a thousand pieces
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around me, or maybe that was me shattering into it. Whatever the
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case, I woke up here. Or maybe I started existing here? Where IS
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here? I feel a ... connection, I guess you could call it. It's
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like I'm tethered to something, but I can't tell what it is
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exactly. I do keep hearing the name Sinjorino in my... mind?
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Screen? Whatever.
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Um, if anyone is out there--if anyone can understand me, please
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help. This is Melvin. Melvin P. Feltersnatch. I... just help.
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]]></description>
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</item>
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<item>
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<title>Nemesis - Mapping Update</title>
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<author>fosslinux@cosmic.voyage (fosslinux)</author>
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<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Nemesis/001-mapping.txt</link>
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<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Nemesis/001-mapping.txt</guid>
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<pubDate>Thu, 20 Dec 2018 03:54:51 GMT</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[
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Captain, identity verified.
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Transmission now begins.
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-------------------
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We are within the next few hours supposed to enter unknown
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territory. We are approaching with caution, as visibility is very
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low. Sensors report high radiation ahead. Readings seem to
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indicate a presence of something like a nuclear-powered ship like
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ours, however this may be the sensors malfunctioning again.
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Other then the tense atmosphere, everyone is happy and well.
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Sensors and data collectors are ready for mapping.
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As unfortunately data can only be sent in plain text, it will come
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in weekly digests of the most important data.
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Oh, and I nearly forgot, we found a relic from the so-called
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"Earth" days. A computer with parts in it we have never heard of
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and units measured in measly gigabytes instead of petabytes.
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It has a number of "charging" adaptors that have some kind of
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plug on the end - am I the only person to remember plugs instead
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of radio power? We are searching for an adaptor that will connect
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it to the radio power network.
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Hope to bring you vital data soon.
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-------------------
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Transmission end.
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]]></description>
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</item>
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<item>
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<title>Xero Carbon Wells - Nereidian markings, oh my</title>
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<author>tfurrows@cosmic.voyage (tfurrows)</author>
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