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Isla Ristol
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Entrada 13
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Como te prometí hoy voy a hablarte de mi habitación o, como
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decimos la gente del espacio, camarote.
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Es como un prisma rectangular pero el techo es como un
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cilindro al revés porque encima pasa un tubo. Hay una
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ventana digital que es como una ventana que puede ponerse
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en modo pantalla cuando te aburres de ver estrellas,
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planetas, oscuridad y todas esas cosas del espacio. No
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tiene una cama normal, sino un futón porque me gusta más
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así y además se puede recoger para tener más sitio.
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Después hay un escritorio junto a la ventana digital y
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un teclado, que no es virtual, sino físico porque papá
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es un tacaño.
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Tengo también un armario con la ropa y los zapatos.
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(Aunque aquí en la nave no usamos de eso, me refiero a
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los zapatos, la ropa sí que la usamos, sería divertido
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si no la usáramos, y un poquito guarro).
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Y eso es más o menos todo, la verdad. Bueno, sí, el
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futón se le pueden poner unas cortinas en el techo y
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se forma como un nido y en las cortinas se pueden
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proyectar juegos, películas, imaginaciones, lo que
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quieras. Y es bastante divertido, si tienes imaginación
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para usarla.
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23 días para Marte, pero de verdad, ¡¿Cómo podré tener
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tanta paciencia?!
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*******
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~ Enteka (enteka at fastmail youknowwhat com)
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EOF
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was the case, shouldn't it be something along the lines of "Entian Quantum
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Communicator"?
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Human Written Supply Report
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---
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--- Human Written Supply Report ---
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[ there is, of course, a partial or full, automated system report, but I still
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have to figure out how to have it automatically get logged here ]
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Of course, I still don't really know if this thing is going to work, but as I
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said above, I shall hope for the best. The Proxima is currently travelling at
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6x light speed, 2 light years away from Alpha Centauri. Yes, we weren't able to
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4/5 light speed, 2 light years away from Alpha Centauri. Yes, we weren't able to
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fix our steering system, so we are, basically, blindly moving in space, which
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my captain used to say, is the last thing you'd ever want to do.
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××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××
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+-----------------------------------------------------------------------------+
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{ From: Proxima }
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{ To: Nil }
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{ Priority: HIGH }
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{ X-Transmitter: K-25,VD-1 }
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{ Multipart: txt,vd }
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{ Loc: Radar Error }
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{ Sender: Unregistered User }
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+-----------------------------------------------------------------------------+
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+------------------------------------------------------------------------------+
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{ From: Proxima }
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{ To: Nil }
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{ Priority: HIGH }
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{ X-Transmitter: K-25,VD-1 }
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{ Multipart: txt,vd }
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{ Loc: Radar Error }
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{ Sender: Unregistered User }
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+------------------------------------------------------------------------------+
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======BEGIN TRANSMISSION======
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Minor updates.
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survive any other attacks unless we cloak the ship and get into our ice beds.
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By the way, they are really Hypersleep Pods, but it feels really cold in there
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so we got used to calling it ice beds. We can't use it much since it consumes
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quite a lot of of our limited energy. Of course, it would be much better if
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we'd been near a star but unfortunely our radar died several days ago, and the
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only crewmate that can fix it died from a meteroid strike which I explained on
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quite a lot of of our limited energy. Of course, it would be much better if we'd
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been near a star but unfortunately our radar died several days ago, and the only
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crewmate that can fix it suffered from a meteroid strike which I explained on
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the last transmission, if I remember correctly.
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Spider Creature & Meteroids
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---
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--- Spider Creature & Meteroids ---
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I have checked the cams yesterday and this is what I found.
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It was 0200 in the morning, local time, 25 hours and 37 minutes ago[1]. The
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whole ship started beeping. I rushed to the nav found meteroid-sized space
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rocks shooting out of nowhere almost getting into our space bubble. I
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immediately steered out of the zone, but unfortunately, a few of them managed
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to still get in. I had no choice but to aim at them, which, as I expected,
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damaged our nav window (damange level P3). So without a second thought, I
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initiated the cloak and collected the scattered pieces of rock. Luckily, these
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were stony-iron meteroids, and was composed of a considerable amount of iron,
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so I've them put into the FMA (Feed Me Anything) machine, and it used the iron to
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refuel our reactor.
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whole ship started beeping. I rushed to the nav found meteroid-sized space rocks
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shooting out of nowhere almost getting into our space bubble. I immediately
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steered out of the zone, but sadly, a few of them managed to still get
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in. I had no choice but to aim at them, which, as I expected, damaged our nav
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window (damange level P3). So without a second thought, I initiated the cloak
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and collected the scattered pieces of rock. Luckily, these were stony-iron
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meteroids, and was composed of a considerable amount of iron, so I've them put
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into the FMA (Feed Me Anything) machine, and it used the iron to refuel our
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reactor.
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[1]: It has been 22 hours and 42 minutes since the last transmission, and the
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duration between that and #549 was (as mentioned previously) 2 hours and 55
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minutes. Therefore, from that attack until now is precisely 25 hours and 37
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minutes.
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[1]: It has been 22 hours and 42 minutes since the last transmission, and the
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duration between that and #549 was (as mentioned previously) 2 hours and 55
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minutes. Therefore, from that attack until now is precisely 25 hours and 37
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minutes. Also note that time dilation should be taken into account when
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working with time. One hour aboard is approximately equal to 1.666666667 hours
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on Earth.
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Meanwhile (restored from cams), at the same time of arrival of the first few
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meteroids, there was one, asteroid-sized rock that came from the back of the
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ship. The origins of the object is unknown. It came closer and closer to the
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our ship, with exponential increase of speed. Unless our records had been
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mangled, the asteroid invisiblized then visiblized after travelling "through"
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the ship walls. Then, after
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ship. The origins of the object is unknown, though it came closer and closer to
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the our ship, with exponential increase of speed. Unless our records had been
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mangled, the asteroid almost seemed *incorporeal* for a mere few seconds, until
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it passed through our walls. Then, the object sor
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2b3795e96c5db089f2b87b5132230afe46faf8a4009195abc8a6a654df2437f0 [THE
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TRANSMITTER DID NOT {STOP} THE TRANSMISSION. LAST TWO (2) SENTENCES GUESSED BY
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AI SHALL BE ENCRYPTED AND PREPENDED TO THIS MESSAGE, THE TRANSMISSION SHALL
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@ -79,5 +80,5 @@ ENCRYPTION METHOD THAT IS UNREVERSIBLE BY PRE-2054 EARTHLINGS: SHA256:
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1977146328a491c0336c7329f1eb56ea83f627701bc7e46aa6826c8622445208]
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{Signature missing}
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======END TRANSMISSION======
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{Signature missing}
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It has been four years since The Master died. As a rule, it
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it would be no more than a month before the new Sacrifice is
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made. Woe is me! - it has been four years and the chance for
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made. Damnation! - it has been four years and the chance for
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having The Sacrifice is still as slim as ever. It has taken
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a great toll. I could feel my mind slowly slipping away and
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a devilish (and daring) plan started to develop. I started
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```
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___________. __ ________ ________ .__
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__ _ _\_____ \_ |__ | | __\_____ \______ ____ \_____ \| |
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\ \/ \/ / _(__ <| __ \| |/ / _(__ <_ __ \/ \ _(__ <| |
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\ / / \ \_\ \ < / \ | \/ | \/ \ |__
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\/\_/ /______ /___ /__|_ \/______ /__| |___| /______ /____/
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\/ \/ \/ \/ \/ \/
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.___.__
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____________ __| _/|__| ____
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\_ __ \__ \ / __ | | |/ _ \
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|__| (____ /\____ | |__|\____/
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\/ \/
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```
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W3bK3rN3l radio outpost
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wbknl-000008
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-----------------------
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KG-84 encrypted MIL-STD 188-110B
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Message made on an ISB circuit
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--> Croughton (AJE)
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--> Sigonella (NSY)
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{
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Several theorists suggest that this is a secret communication
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station for a secret society, agency, or government, to be used
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to communicate in an unbreakable, bizarre cipher. Several major
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events and military exercises that have taken place during
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intercepts of w3bk3rn3l's radio transmissions back the theory
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}
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1....<|.|>.......19..............35........|*...$!........%"..:wq
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==> BEGIN ENCRYPTION
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>BOT
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Neste fim de tarde cinzento, lembrei-me daquele homem de olhar
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pesado e triste, talvez moldado pela forte chuva e vento, e
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pareceu-me ter relido todas as minhas memórias de anos passados.
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A cidade ficava triste quando chovia. O barulho da chuva
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arrastava consigo o desconsolo de quantos vivem aí e parecia
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propagar uma leve sensação de vazio que nos empurrava
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silenciosamente para um estado de angústia. Aquele homem de olhar
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pesado e triste parecia dizer não lhe restar uma pequena esperança
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de se erguer e lutar contra o tempo.
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Nas minhas memórias procuro agora referências a algo ou alguém
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que me leve a descobrir o que faço aqui. Gostava que ao meu lado
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estivesse agora o argonn, um amigo de longa data e companheiro de
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aventuras. Será que esta viagem me levará à descoberta de um
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sonho?
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[#$%&"/&&"%!$$$ --> noise]
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>EOT
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0W3bK3rN3l Radio - wbknl-000008 /W3bK3rN3l Radio/wbknl-000008.txt
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0Isla Ristol - Mi camarote - 23 /Isla Ristol/a14.txt
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0Proxima - Minor Updates /Proxima/002-minor-updates.txt
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0Isla Ristol - 24x24 horas terrestres a Marte /Isla Ristol/a13.txt
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0Isla Ristol - Marte, por favor /Isla Ristol/a12.txt
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0Proxima - Quantum Enta /Proxima/001-quantum-enta.txt
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gopher/rss.xml
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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>W3bK3rN3l Radio - wbknl-000008</title>
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<author>w3bk3rn3l@cosmic.voyage (w3bk3rn3l)</author>
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<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/W3bK3rN3l Radio/wbknl-000008.txt</link>
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<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/W3bK3rN3l Radio/wbknl-000008.txt</guid>
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<pubDate>Sat, 20 Feb 2021 18:33:45 GMT</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[<pre>
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```
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___________. __ ________ ________ .__
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__ _ _\_____ \_ |__ | | __\_____ \______ ____ \_____ \| |
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\ \/ \/ / _(__ <| __ \| |/ / _(__ <_ __ \/ \ _(__ <| |
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\ / / \ \_\ \ < / \ | \/ | \/ \ |__
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\/\_/ /______ /___ /__|_ \/______ /__| |___| /______ /____/
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\/ \/ \/ \/ \/ \/
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.___.__
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____________ __| _/|__| ____
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\_ __ \__ \ / __ | | |/ _ \
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|__| (____ /\____ | |__|\____/
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\/ \/
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```
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W3bK3rN3l radio outpost
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wbknl-000008
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-----------------------
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KG-84 encrypted MIL-STD 188-110B
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Message made on an ISB circuit
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--> Croughton (AJE)
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--> Sigonella (NSY)
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{
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Several theorists suggest that this is a secret communication
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station for a secret society, agency, or government, to be used
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to communicate in an unbreakable, bizarre cipher. Several major
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events and military exercises that have taken place during
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intercepts of w3bk3rn3l's radio transmissions back the theory
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}
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1....<|.|>.......19..............35........|*...$!........%"..:wq
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==> BEGIN ENCRYPTION
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>BOT
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Neste fim de tarde cinzento, lembrei-me daquele homem de olhar
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pesado e triste, talvez moldado pela forte chuva e vento, e
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pareceu-me ter relido todas as minhas memórias de anos passados.
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A cidade ficava triste quando chovia. O barulho da chuva
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arrastava consigo o desconsolo de quantos vivem aí e parecia
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propagar uma leve sensação de vazio que nos empurrava
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silenciosamente para um estado de angústia. Aquele homem de olhar
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pesado e triste parecia dizer não lhe restar uma pequena esperança
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de se erguer e lutar contra o tempo.
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Nas minhas memórias procuro agora referências a algo ou alguém
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que me leve a descobrir o que faço aqui. Gostava que ao meu lado
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estivesse agora o argonn, um amigo de longa data e companheiro de
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aventuras. Será que esta viagem me levará à descoberta de um
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sonho?
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[#$%&"/&&"%!$$$ --> noise]
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>EOT
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</pre>]]></description>
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</item>
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<item>
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<title>Isla Ristol - Mi camarote - 23</title>
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<author>enteka@cosmic.voyage (enteka)</author>
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<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla Ristol/a14.txt</link>
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<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla Ristol/a14.txt</guid>
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<pubDate>Sat, 20 Feb 2021 17:30:00 GMT</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[<pre>
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Isla Ristol
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Entrada 13
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Como te prometí hoy voy a hablarte de mi habitación o, como
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decimos la gente del espacio, camarote.
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Es como un prisma rectangular pero el techo es como un
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cilindro al revés porque encima pasa un tubo. Hay una
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ventana digital que es como una ventana que puede ponerse
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en modo pantalla cuando te aburres de ver estrellas,
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planetas, oscuridad y todas esas cosas del espacio. No
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tiene una cama normal, sino un futón porque me gusta más
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así y además se puede recoger para tener más sitio.
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Después hay un escritorio junto a la ventana digital y
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un teclado, que no es virtual, sino físico porque papá
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es un tacaño.
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Tengo también un armario con la ropa y los zapatos.
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(Aunque aquí en la nave no usamos de eso, me refiero a
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los zapatos, la ropa sí que la usamos, sería divertido
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si no la usáramos, y un poquito guarro).
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Y eso es más o menos todo, la verdad. Bueno, sí, el
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futón se le pueden poner unas cortinas en el techo y
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se forma como un nido y en las cortinas se pueden
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proyectar juegos, películas, imaginaciones, lo que
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quieras. Y es bastante divertido, si tienes imaginación
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para usarla.
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23 días para Marte, pero de verdad, ¡¿Cómo podré tener
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tanta paciencia?!
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*******
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~ Enteka (enteka at fastmail youknowwhat com)
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EOF
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</pre>]]></description>
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</item>
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<item>
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<title>Proxima - Minor Updates</title>
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<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Proxima/002-minor-updates.txt</link>
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<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Proxima/002-minor-updates.txt</guid>
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<pubDate>Sat, 20 Feb 2021 09:54:34 GMT</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[<pre>
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××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××
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+------------------------------------------------------------------------------+
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{ From: Proxima }
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{ To: Nil }
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{ Priority: HIGH }
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{ X-Transmitter: K-25,VD-1 }
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{ Multipart: txt,vd }
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{ Loc: Radar Error }
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{ Sender: Unregistered User }
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+------------------------------------------------------------------------------+
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======BEGIN TRANSMISSION======
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Minor updates.
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*!* AND reactor incident (this is me editting my message after transmission! I
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can't believe it's possible) *!*
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Looks like this quantum enta thing is actually quite easy to use! I've just
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adjusted some settings for it, and it feels more like the SMRT (Satellite Mesh
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Radio Transmitter, pronounced "smart") communication system I'm used to when we
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weren't so far away from Earth!
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It seems quite possible to not only send, but also *receive* transmissions...
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Would have to figure that out later. Darcy wanted to try it too, but
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unfortunately she wasn't good with my K-25, so in the meantime she is working
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on what she calls VD-1 dictator, because we found that the quantum enta device
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only supports voice in an foreign language. *!* if the VD-1 worked, a voice
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recording should be included at the end of the transmission *!*
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Our food and water supplies are becoming scarce, following up on my previous
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transmission (assuming it was successful), we decided that there was no way to
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survive any other attacks unless we cloak the ship and get into our ice beds.
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By the way, they are really Hypersleep Pods, but it feels really cold in there
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so we got used to calling it ice beds. We can't use it much since it consumes
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quite a lot of of our limited energy. Of course, it would be much better if we'd
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been near a star but unfortunately our radar died several days ago, and the only
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crewmate that can fix it suffered from a meteroid strike which I explained on
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the last transmission, if I remember correctly.
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--- Spider Creature & Meteroids ---
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I have checked the cams yesterday and this is what I found.
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It was 0200 in the morning, local time, 25 hours and 37 minutes ago[1]. The
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whole ship started beeping. I rushed to the nav found meteroid-sized space rocks
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shooting out of nowhere almost getting into our space bubble. I immediately
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steered out of the zone, but sadly, a few of them managed to still get
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in. I had no choice but to aim at them, which, as I expected, damaged our nav
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window (damange level P3). So without a second thought, I initiated the cloak
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and collected the scattered pieces of rock. Luckily, these were stony-iron
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meteroids, and was composed of a considerable amount of iron, so I've them put
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into the FMA (Feed Me Anything) machine, and it used the iron to refuel our
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reactor.
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[1]: It has been 22 hours and 42 minutes since the last transmission, and the
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duration between that and #549 was (as mentioned previously) 2 hours and 55
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minutes. Therefore, from that attack until now is precisely 25 hours and 37
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minutes. Also note that time dilation should be taken into account when
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working with time. One hour aboard is approximately equal to 1.666666667 hours
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on Earth.
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Meanwhile (restored from cams), at the same time of arrival of the first few
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meteroids, there was one, asteroid-sized rock that came from the back of the
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ship. The origins of the object is unknown, though it came closer and closer to
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the our ship, with exponential increase of speed. Unless our records had been
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mangled, the asteroid almost seemed *incorporeal* for a mere few seconds, until
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it passed through our walls. Then, the object sor
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2b3795e96c5db089f2b87b5132230afe46faf8a4009195abc8a6a654df2437f0 [THE
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TRANSMITTER DID NOT {STOP} THE TRANSMISSION. LAST TWO (2) SENTENCES GUESSED BY
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AI SHALL BE ENCRYPTED AND PREPENDED TO THIS MESSAGE, THE TRANSMISSION SHALL
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{STOP} AUTOMATICALLY IN THREE (3) MINUTES. THE METHOD OF ENCRYPTION FOR THE TWO
|
||||
(2) SENTENCES SHALL BE ENCRYPTED WITH THE ONE AND ONLY COMMONLY USED UNIVERSAL
|
||||
ENCRYPTION METHOD THAT IS UNREVERSIBLE BY PRE-2054 EARTHLINGS: SHA256:
|
||||
1977146328a491c0336c7329f1eb56ea83f627701bc7e46aa6826c8622445208]
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======END TRANSMISSION======
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{Signature missing}
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</pre>]]></description>
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</item>
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<item>
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<title>Isla Ristol - 24x24 horas terrestres a Marte</title>
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<author>enteka@cosmic.voyage (enteka)</author>
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|
@ -79,7 +282,7 @@ EOF
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<author>hedy@cosmic.voyage (hedy)</author>
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<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Proxima/001-quantum-enta.txt</link>
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<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Proxima/001-quantum-enta.txt</guid>
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<pubDate>Fri, 19 Feb 2021 12:05:52 GMT</pubDate>
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<pubDate>Sat, 20 Feb 2021 08:36:14 GMT</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[<pre>
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*** {Default ship banner} ***
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{Default header message}
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|
@ -134,8 +337,7 @@ creature. Darcy thinks Enta the name of the person who invented it, but if it
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was the case, shouldn't it be something along the lines of "Entian Quantum
|
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Communicator"?
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Human Written Supply Report
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---
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--- Human Written Supply Report ---
|
||||
|
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[ there is, of course, a partial or full, automated system report, but I still
|
||||
have to figure out how to have it automatically get logged here ]
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|
@ -162,7 +364,7 @@ a few robots, and poor Darcy left on the ship. She's only a college student!
|
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|
||||
Of course, I still don't really know if this thing is going to work, but as I
|
||||
said above, I shall hope for the best. The Proxima is currently travelling at
|
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6x light speed, 2 light years away from Alpha Centauri. Yes, we weren't able to
|
||||
4/5 light speed, 2 light years away from Alpha Centauri. Yes, we weren't able to
|
||||
fix our steering system, so we are, basically, blindly moving in space, which
|
||||
my captain used to say, is the last thing you'd ever want to do.
|
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