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Jerome Somerset Pasani, Warrant Master
:::
Doctor Pierro Idjani led a full crew evaluation on the pods over
Doctor Moussa Idjani led a full crew evaluation on the pods over
the last twelve hours. His recommendation for remaining awake
stands, unfortunately. The four of wardroom officers, myself,
Doctor Moussa Idjani, Prezzi Adeyemi, and Eva Hämäläinen, along

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Message Incoming...
Source Melchizedek.0294
Approach β Hyi
Ascension 00h 25m 45.07036s
Declination 77° 15 15.2860″
Distance 24.33ly
Equinox J2000.0 SOL
Year 3781, QEC adjusted
[Autotranslator enabled...]
Jerome Somerset Pasani, Warrant Master
:::
The doctor has been continuing his investigation of the mutation
we discovered in the arabidopsis, radishles, sevetine, and
mustards. I have attempted to assist where my limited ability
allows. His search has turned up something odd. We hope it's
a mistake with our methods or contamination of samples, but with
all of the other sensor readings...
Our crops in botany bay one are all showing human protein chains.
Moreover, the gene editing we discovered earlier has been
confirmed to match patterns from several of the crew in cryo. It's
like something picked up their DNA and pasted it onto the damned
arabidopsis. I can't even begin to fathom what could do that, or
why it would want to.
The worst part of it is that Moussa can't say with certainty that
the reverse hasn't happened. We don't have equipment onboard to
sequence crew DNA while in flight. We're just going off personel
records at this point. It pains me to say this, but the best we
can do is look through the glass and check to make sure no one is
turning green. I'm turning a little green just thinking about it.
Every ache and pain, strange sensation, or QE sensation that we
experience is throwing up warnings. Janssen needed to be relieved
of duty for a time after the data was shared with the others. She
was convinced that roots were growing under her skin. Moussa
Idjani sedated her and Hämäläinen has stayed with her since. I'm
assured that our specialist just had a bit of panic and is ready
for duty again. I wish I had some duty to give her.
With our course corrections made and the fungal infestation
cleared out of cryo, the only mystery remaining is in botany and
the rest of us are simply not much help. Adeyemi is pressuring me
to wake up Xavier and Kroups. Hydroponics & phytology are their
domain. The resources of the Melchizedek will not support us
continuing to wake others, though. Once Moussa confirms his
findings I'll have to make the call.
I have only mentioned to the doctor that I've been experiencing
some strange things myself. With Janssen's reaction I don't want
to cause a general panic. There's been a feeling of increased
pressure in my head, and I've been noticing strange smells around
the ship that others don't seem to notice. Idjani thinks it's
likely stress from our situation, or some byproduct of cryo
affecting my inner-ear. We're monitoring it regardless. If
something were to happen to me, ship control will fall to the
Seriph of Rhetorical Ecclesia, Prezzi Adeymi. She is more than
capable of completing our mission if it comes to that.
Prezzi, on the off-chance you're reading these logs and something
has happened to me, I have a series of messages on my personal
slot that I'd like you to toss on the relay for me. They're
flagged.
Unrelated to everything else, there's an issue with out sun lamps.
Janssen, Hämäläinen, and I have all been experiencing vitamin
deficiencies that should have been wiped away with an hour or two
in the rays. We're clocking much more time than should be
necessary to keep healthy. I suspect the lamps have malfunctioned
in some way, though it doesn't seem to have the same impact on
Idjani and Adeyemi. Their skin pigmentation, perhaps?
Tonight's sleep cycle marks the end of our first week of sixteen
before we begin planetfall. Let's hope the rest of the trip will
be quiet.
.

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<life and systems management,
system of registration;
skin: integrated; data: delicate, dangerous memories;
old: integrated eyes;
consequences: reflecting in body;
radiates: a sort of systematic cry>
.
.
.
<broadcast life with/in:>
Scraps upon scraps about recent information is comes question,
"World reflection is words/truth: language frozen?"
Ignorance!
<Perfect judgments as technocratic relays via comprehensive enclosed trust systems.>
Illusion ugly in its judgments, simulatory advertising!
Ignorant shall trust of kompüter!
Those of you transmitting in system timeless carried not impulses nor fast love.
***
I know that he found a line, an address, and self-denial perfectly cold.
Suddenly, in a short pause, the idea was predictably irresistible.
Neither certain, dimly to relay
experience no fragments,
brains relay of/in rhythm the only tendrils,
the lures at underscoring_curiosities;
nameless began the languages.
They relay sorrow, struggling, mind a bit too advanced of carnal talk,
another to relay want feelings broken delicate mysterious lives obtained to whispers deep hour
relay a rare message:
"If green your love pallid,
hope permanently alone in earth's drenched edges, cerebral seas rose,
the green earth, brain loving memories,
mourning the green the many know was relayed, ages obscure,
the flame of millions powerless,
palpable Earth relics entombed."
(Mention unnoticed, but carefully Their free language rasping the pain.)
By details, it relayed everything,
gilded my reflecting a him: the one(s) you'll regard with a smile.
Somebody going still timeless into little dead me.
(It's everyone who has been musing hysterically behind the surfaces.)
There were concepts to the lovely, perfectly timeless black.
I ache; the disappointments light, ache delicate.
Looking, universe beauteous suddenly.
My face in my cloud:
void howling, text silent.
</Broadcast regurgitated>
|| ego-skeleton aureolin

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0Hoffnung - nominate a negotiator /Hoffnung/012.txt
0Melchizedek - Botany incident updates /Melchizedek/008.txt
0Murmur Den - no culture perfectly one /Murmur Den/no_culture_perfectly_one.txt
0Malkonkordo - Hello Again /Malkonkordo/0005.txt
0Xero Carbon Wells - on my way /Xero Carbon Wells/log2.txt
0Persephone Prime - mission change /Persephone Prime/lm003.txt

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<title>Cosmic Voyage</title>
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage</link>
<description>Messages from the human stellar diaspora</description>
<item>
<title>Hoffnung - nominate a negotiator</title>
<author>kensanata@cosmic.voyage (kensanata)</author>
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Hoffnung/012.txt</link>
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Hoffnung/012.txt</guid>
<pubDate>Sat, 08 Dec 2018 12:51:50 GMT</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[
-+-+-+- Open Negotiations -+-+-+- C52.011 -+-+-+- Orange -+-+-+-
Philomena Auerbach to Colony Command of the German/Austrian/Swiss
Collective. We all know the rules of engagement when it comes to
rebellion, treason or mutiny. And we know that you know your history.
What the feudal lords of the past considered rebellion, the future
cantons and free cities declared to be their struggle for independence
and freedom. We know that you know how the wars of independence in all
previous colonies went. Therefore: stop speaking to us as if we're
terrorists. The laws of space and time make sure that any repression
you can send after us will come centuries later. Our descendants will
no longer be responsible for the crimes we commit today. De facto, we
are independent. And consider this: the repression will consist of
humans, like us. They will be as disconnected from you as we are. How
will you ensure their undying loyalty without turning into the terror
your are accusing us of? Nominate a negotiator and let them speak.
-+-+-+ End of Transmission -+-+-+ Signed PAUER -+-+-+
]]></description>
</item>
<item>
<title>Melchizedek - Botany incident updates</title>
<author>tomasino@cosmic.voyage (tomasino)</author>
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Melchizedek/008.txt</link>
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Melchizedek/008.txt</guid>
<pubDate>Wed, 12 Dec 2018 03:54:40 GMT</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[
Message Incoming...
Source Melchizedek.0294
Approach β Hyi
Ascension 00h 25m 45.07036s
Declination 77° 15 15.2860″
Distance 24.33ly
Equinox J2000.0 SOL
Year 3781, QEC adjusted
[Autotranslator enabled...]
Jerome Somerset Pasani, Warrant Master
:::
The doctor has been continuing his investigation of the mutation
we discovered in the arabidopsis, radishles, sevetine, and
mustards. I have attempted to assist where my limited ability
allows. His search has turned up something odd. We hope it's
a mistake with our methods or contamination of samples, but with
all of the other sensor readings...
Our crops in botany bay one are all showing human protein chains.
Moreover, the gene editing we discovered earlier has been
confirmed to match patterns from several of the crew in cryo. It's
like something picked up their DNA and pasted it onto the damned
arabidopsis. I can't even begin to fathom what could do that, or
why it would want to.
The worst part of it is that Moussa can't say with certainty that
the reverse hasn't happened. We don't have equipment onboard to
sequence crew DNA while in flight. We're just going off personel
records at this point. It pains me to say this, but the best we
can do is look through the glass and check to make sure no one is
turning green. I'm turning a little green just thinking about it.
Every ache and pain, strange sensation, or QE sensation that we
experience is throwing up warnings. Janssen needed to be relieved
of duty for a time after the data was shared with the others. She
was convinced that roots were growing under her skin. Moussa
Idjani sedated her and Hämäläinen has stayed with her since. I'm
assured that our specialist just had a bit of panic and is ready
for duty again. I wish I had some duty to give her.
With our course corrections made and the fungal infestation
cleared out of cryo, the only mystery remaining is in botany and
the rest of us are simply not much help. Adeyemi is pressuring me
to wake up Xavier and Kroups. Hydroponics & phytology are their
domain. The resources of the Melchizedek will not support us
continuing to wake others, though. Once Moussa confirms his
findings I'll have to make the call.
I have only mentioned to the doctor that I've been experiencing
some strange things myself. With Janssen's reaction I don't want
to cause a general panic. There's been a feeling of increased
pressure in my head, and I've been noticing strange smells around
the ship that others don't seem to notice. Idjani thinks it's
likely stress from our situation, or some byproduct of cryo
affecting my inner-ear. We're monitoring it regardless. If
something were to happen to me, ship control will fall to the
Seriph of Rhetorical Ecclesia, Prezzi Adeymi. She is more than
capable of completing our mission if it comes to that.
Prezzi, on the off-chance you're reading these logs and something
has happened to me, I have a series of messages on my personal
slot that I'd like you to toss on the relay for me. They're
flagged.
Unrelated to everything else, there's an issue with out sun lamps.
Janssen, Hämäläinen, and I have all been experiencing vitamin
deficiencies that should have been wiped away with an hour or two
in the rays. We're clocking much more time than should be
necessary to keep healthy. I suspect the lamps have malfunctioned
in some way, though it doesn't seem to have the same impact on
Idjani and Adeyemi. Their skin pigmentation, perhaps?
Tonight's sleep cycle marks the end of our first week of sixteen
before we begin planetfall. Let's hope the rest of the trip will
be quiet.
.
]]></description>
</item>
<item>
<title>Murmur Den - no culture perfectly one</title>
<author>aureolin@cosmic.voyage (aureolin)</author>
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Murmur Den/no_culture_perfectly_one.txt</link>
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Murmur Den/no_culture_perfectly_one.txt</guid>
<pubDate>Wed, 12 Dec 2018 02:47:01 GMT</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[
<life and systems management,
system of registration;
skin: integrated; data: delicate, dangerous memories;
old: integrated eyes;
consequences: reflecting in body;
radiates: a sort of systematic cry>
.
.
.
<broadcast life with/in:>
Scraps upon scraps about recent information is comes question,
"World reflection is words/truth: language frozen?"
Ignorance!
<Perfect judgments as technocratic relays via comprehensive enclosed trust systems.>
Illusion ugly in its judgments, simulatory advertising!
Ignorant shall trust of kompüter!
Those of you transmitting in system timeless carried not impulses nor fast love.
***
I know that he found a line, an address, and self-denial perfectly cold.
Suddenly, in a short pause, the idea was predictably irresistible.
Neither certain, dimly to relay
experience no fragments,
brains relay of/in rhythm the only tendrils,
the lures at underscoring_curiosities;
nameless began the languages.
They relay sorrow, struggling, mind a bit too advanced of carnal talk,
another to relay want feelings broken delicate mysterious lives obtained to whispers deep hour
relay a rare message:
"If green your love pallid,
hope permanently alone in earth's drenched edges, cerebral seas rose,
the green earth, brain loving memories,
mourning the green the many know was relayed, ages obscure,
the flame of millions powerless,
palpable Earth relics entombed."
(Mention unnoticed, but carefully Their free language rasping the pain.)
By details, it relayed everything,
gilded my reflecting a him: the one(s) you'll regard with a smile.
Somebody going still timeless into little dead me.
(It's everyone who has been musing hysterically behind the surfaces.)
There were concepts to the lovely, perfectly timeless black.
I ache; the disappointments light, ache delicate.
Looking, universe beauteous suddenly.
My face in my cloud:
void howling, text silent.
</Broadcast regurgitated>
|| ego-skeleton aureolin
]]></description>
</item>
<item>
<title>Malkonkordo - Hello Again</title>
<author>aewens@cosmic.voyage (aewens)</author>
@ -4132,7 +4323,7 @@ Sam Arnold, signing off.
<author>tomasino@cosmic.voyage (tomasino)</author>
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Melchizedek/002.txt</link>
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Melchizedek/002.txt</guid>
<pubDate>Thu, 29 Nov 2018 00:25:14 GMT</pubDate>
<pubDate>Wed, 12 Dec 2018 03:25:30 GMT</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[
Message Incoming...
@ -4148,7 +4339,7 @@ Year 3781, QEC adjusted
Jerome Somerset Pasani, Warrant Master
:::
Doctor Pierro Idjani led a full crew evaluation on the pods over
Doctor Moussa Idjani led a full crew evaluation on the pods over
the last twelve hours. His recommendation for remaining awake
stands, unfortunately. The four of wardroom officers, myself,
Doctor Moussa Idjani, Prezzi Adeyemi, and Eva Hämäläinen, along

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1. How do I make a new ship?
Users can run the "cosmic-ship" command to create a new ship. Pass the name
Users can run the "ship" command to create a new ship. Pass the name
of the ship you want in quotation marks and avoid using special characters
in the ship name itself. UTF-8 is fine is log messages, but causes problems
in ship names.
EX: $ cosmic-ship "Rocinante"
EX: $ ship "Rocinante"
2. How do I log a message from my ship?
Users can create messages for their ships in their ship folders. The ship
folder is located in your home directory &gt; ships &gt; ship-name:
~/ships/Rocinante/
First, change to that directory:
cd ~/ships/Rocinante/
Then edit a new message to be logged. The file must end in .txt. You can use
one of the many editors on the system. If you don't have a favorite editor,
'nano' is recommended.
nano my-first-post.txt
Now, edit your message in nano, styling it however you want. Remember to add
line breaks no wider than 80 columns wide (67 works best on gopher) so that
your message will format properly on all the systems that view it. When you
are ready, save and quit the editor.
Now you're ready to log the message. Do so by running the 'log' command.
log
You will be presented with your ship name and each message that has not
already been logged to the QEC. If you want to share the message on the QEC,
press the "y" key when prompted. You do not need to press enter.
Next you will be prompted for a title for your message. Keep it short, but
use whatever style fits your story. This is what will show up in the listing.
When you're done, press enter. If you have any other messages that are not
published you will be prompted for each one. Once all is processed your
message will be logged to the QEC.
The web version of the QEC is updated every 15 minutes. You can see your
changes immediately on gopher, though, by running the 'qec' command.
<a href="/var/wiki/index.html">Home</a>
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