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Ship : Lantashi Dance
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Log : 001
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Date : Undetermined
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Status : Everything's a Mystery
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/* TRANSMISSION START */
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Captain Lantashi here. I have been awake for nearly a week, but this is the
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first log that I have been able to write. The QED appears to be operational
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without assistance, which is more than I can say for the rest of my ship!
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Our scout ship has a crew of 50. Currently 10 of us are awake. Another 20
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statis pods malfunctioned, and the crew members in them perished. The
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remaining 20 are still in statis.
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We were promised by "the Corporation" that these pods would last longer, be
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more durable, than the ship itself. In other words, they would be the last
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to go. Hence, the crew has a mystery on its hands. Several mysteries,
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actually.
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Mystery One: What happend?
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Mystery Two: Where are we?
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Mystery Three: *When* are we??
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The Dance AI chose to wake up the senior officers first. Chief among them,
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of course, is I, Lantashi, the redheaded Sylvan. But there is also my first
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officer, the Horned One, the Catfolk (doctor), the Elephant Man (Chief
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Engineer), and the Minotaur (Chief Security Officer, and resident poet).
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Also awake are several other engineers, all running about trying to fix
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the ship!
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If this sounds like a strange crew, it is. It is the crew that was
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picked up on Stiulla system, as part of a 'Exchange Program', if you
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will. We swapped out our officer crew (excluding myself) with people from
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the planet Matridoth. I myself am Sylvan, one of the 'hidden folk' from
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Earth.
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The Catfolk is the medical officer, and I am grateful for him. For my
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pod, too, had malfunctioned, and for several days after my awakening,
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the Catfolk had to fight to keep me alive. Thank the Stars (for we are
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among them) for his skill. I am not 100%, but I am on my feet and walking
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about. I wish I could say his name, but every time he tells it to me,
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he sounds like a cat mewing. So for now Kit it is!
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It is only in the last day or two that I was no longer delirious, shouting
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that I wanted my trees and my parents and my companion fox. Oh, that fox
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was long ago.
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Once we got the sensors back up and running, we saw our starship in the
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midst of a colorful nebula. It is said that space is cold and void, but
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*our space*, my crew's space, is colorful and warm and inviting.
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It also means we're way off course, since we should have gone nowhere
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near a nebula, or that we traveled right past our destination for...
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dozens of years more? Maybe hundreds? I don't think the Dance could
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have lasted hundreds of years without sentient upkeep (sorry to the ship
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AI - Foxy - no you're not sentient).
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The navigation computers are down. If we could get them back up, that
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would help out. The Horned One, Yonas, is working on that. Meanwhile,
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Dothmer (Minotaur) and Bearth (Elephant Man) are fixing up the remaining
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pods. We either have to stabilize them, or wake the remaining crew up
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and hope for the best. The problem with everyone awake is that we would
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start tearing through the ship rations, and who knows where the nearest
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habitable planet is?
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So, we don't know where we are.
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We don't know when we are.
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We probably don't have enough food.
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And the ship is broken.
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Other than that, everything is great!
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~Captain Lantashi
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/* TRANSMISSION END */
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Wiki System
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Stiulla System -
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Star system 100 light years from Earth. The fifth planet, Matridoth,
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is inhabited. The planet there had a mixture of races that lived
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together, somewhat peacefully (by Earth standards). They had just gotten
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in-system spaceflight working a few years before the Lantashi Dance
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entered system.
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Horned One -
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Humanoid. About human height, but has small curved horns, reddish skin,
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and a tail.
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Catfolk -
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Stands erect. Shorter than a human. From what I have learned, they
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are a talkative lot, very playful, pretty much like a cat. Yes, they love
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catnip! I miss my cat back on earth! Very good with medicine, herbs,
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general healing.
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Elephant Man -
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Stands between 7 and 8 feet tall. They have developed their minds in ways
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we on earth have not, and have different types of telepathic powers.
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Minotaur -
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Our name for them. Theirs cannot be pronounced. A natural warrior caste.
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Sylvan -
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Me! We have hidden among the human population. We are hard to distinguish
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from humans, and over the centuries our lifespans have shortenedd to only
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150 years, making us about a 3rd longer lived or so. We have distinguishing
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marks - long, pointed ears, sharp facial features, etc - but over time we
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have learned to disguise our differences.
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Over the several decades before we left earth aboard the Dance, the
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Sylvan began to re-emerge.
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0Lantashi Dance - eEverything's A Mystery /Lantashi Dance/dance-log001.txt
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0Hoffnung - First one up /Hoffnung/019.txt
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0ARC-02 Elixir - Anomaly Uncovered /ARC-02 Elixir/2023-05-26.txt
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0Hoffnung - Plans for a wake-up call /Hoffnung/018.txt
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