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Isla Ristol
Entrada 12
¿Te cuento que seguimos en el «Wonderful Person»? ¿Te cuento que
no hay nada más lento todavía que los trámites administrativos?
Estamos todos enfadados. Tiempo es dinero, tiempo es dinero.
¿Es qué no se dan cuentan de lo cuesta pagar una nave espacial
a crédito? No, les da completamente igual, lo único que les
importa es que haya un error en el código de
¡Ah! ¡Novedades!
Que justo ahora dice Tía que se ha solucionado.
¡Salimos para Marte!
¡Ya!
Marte por fin, Marte por favor, voy a ver Marte y pisarlo.
Es que es obligatorio, seguro que no ponen la nave a orbitar.
¡Hay que estar en Marte! Es es el único, pero el único,
verdadero planeta del sistema solar en el que se puede estar
de verdad. (Puedes darle un besito a Júpiter, dentro de la
nave, ¿pero cómo puedes llamar a eso estar en un planeta?
*****
~ Enteka (enteka at fastmail youknowwhat com)
EOF

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*** {Default ship banner} ***
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From: Proxima
To: Nil
Priority: Nil
X-*: Nil
Loc: Radar Error
Sender: Unregistered User
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======BEGIN TRANSMISSION======
Quantum Enta?
We were hit by meteroids 2 hours and 55 minutes ago (the #549 attack). Will
report back on that a bit more later once I get the hang of this quantum enta
thing...
Darcy was doing some ship maintainence in Elect when I screamed and found a
spider-looking creature in my cabinet, the strange thing is that it wasn't
really moving... at all. How in space did this freakish get in there? At the
time of transmission it still is, in fact, sitting quite still a few
lactoinches away from my door handle. (lactoinches is a metric unit me and
Darcy made just for fun, joking at Earthlings not being able to settle on a
single, shared metric system). We would have to check the cams, do a scan in
med, and get a bio sample of it later, after I figure out this transmission
thing. Getting help is our first priority! We used to have Lieutenant Kevuq
always in Sec on cams but unfortunately he passed from an accident which I
will explain with the #549 meteroid strike...
Darcy rushed over to my quaters and took no notice in what I said about the
spider thing, and says she found something that could help us. There it was,
she held up the quantum enta thing and gave it to me. I flipped it over and
saw "Quantum Enta" written and a few blank spaces of nothingness after it.
We searched old dictionaries but could not figure what "enta" meant, so I
decide to open this thing and see what happens, and here I am, sending a
message! I don't know where it would go, or how it does its thing, but I'm
sure it should work I just know it.
The dictator seems to only support voice or thoughts (as I put it), but I
managed to connect my K-25 to one of its legged wirings, I honestly don't know
if my tiny keyboard is going work, but I shall hope for the best. The keyboard
layout of course, as Earthlings call it, is a colemak-inspired custom layout.
With the enter key at the middle top and the escape key at the immediate left.
The downside to the keyboard approach is, of course, is the extreme lag,
however I'm quite good with touch typing so I can just type really fast
without needing it to show up immediately. I still have to test out voice and
thought dictation, that's one more thing on my list, right after finding out
what in space "Enta" means, which in turn, is after finding out about the
spider creature. Darcy thinks Enta the name of the person who invented it, but
if it was the case, shouldn't it be something along the lines of "Entian
Quantum Communicator"?
Human Written Supply Report
---
[ 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 ]
. food and nutrients to last for 256 Earth days
. drinkable water to last for 244 Earth days
. other water to last for 7 Earth years
. core energy (reactor, elect, engines, nav, comms) to last for 3,093,458
Earth years
. utility energy (weapons, sec, med) to last for 74,397,220,901 Earth years
. Miscellaneous supplies to last for 881,234,927,059,538,586,734,845,837,563
Earth years
. 6 (reusable) ice beds, with three spare, and one in med (emergency only)
I guess we're obviously doomed, with food and water able to last less than a
single tiny Earth year, there is no way to reach the Alpha in time. Speaking
of time, I've lost track of date around 4 suns ago, but this quantum enta
thing may be able to save us, which is why I need some ship or outpost to send
us supplies! Please, we don't want to fail our captain... Captain Leo,
Lieutenant Kevuq, Officer Luciana, and two others I do not want to talk about
suffered from an explosion that destroyed most of our supplies, why, they were
originally able to last for millennials! Oh Albert Einstein-- Now it's only
me, a few robots, and poor Darcy left on the ship. She's only a college student!
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
6x 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.
That's all for now, more in about 21 hours.
======END TRANSMISSION======
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```
___________. __ ________ ________ .__
__ _ _\_____ \_ |__ | | __\_____ \______ ____ \_____ \| |
\ \/ \/ / _(__ <| __ \| |/ / _(__ <_ __ \/ \ _(__ <| |
\ / / \ \_\ \ < / \ | \/ | \/ \ |__
\/\_/ /______ /___ /__|_ \/______ /__| |___| /______ /____/
\/ \/ \/ \/ \/ \/
.___.__
____________ __| _/|__| ____
\_ __ \__ \ / __ | | |/ _ \
| | \// __ \_/ /_/ | | ( <_> )
|__| (____ /\____ | |__|\____/
\/ \/
```
W3bK3rN3l radio outpost
wbknl-000007
-----------------------
KG-84 encrypted MIL-STD 188-110B
Message made on an ISB circuit
--> Croughton (AJE)
--> Sigonella (NSY)
{
Several theorists suggest that this is a secret communication
station for a secret society, agency, or government, to be used
to communicate in an unbreakable, bizarre cipher. Several major
events and military exercises that have taken place during
intercepts of w3bk3rn3l's radio transmissions back the theory
}
1....<|.|>.......19..............35........|*...$!........%"..:wq
==> BEGIN ENCRYPTION
>BOT
Tinham passado cerca de 12 horas, desde que comecei a elaborar o
plano de contingência deste posto avançado de comunicações. É um
documento que ficará disponível para consulta, a todo o pelotão.
Deve ser encarado como um manual de normas imperiosas para a
sobrevivência de todos. O irónico é que sou o único aqui, em
Lagrange L73. Estava tão cansado que, inadvertidamente, carreguei
na tecla PAUSE e adormeci.
A vida nestas paragens é sempre um passo na direção do passado.
Mas não deveria ela ser precisamente o contrário? Não deveria ser
este futuro em que vivo algo que me deveria alienar da minha
condição de ser provido de memória? E, no entanto, só me lembro
de ouvir a minha voz ecoada nas paredes da sala de rádio, quando
se deu a explosão na TERRA.
[#$%&"/&&"%!$$$ --> noise]
>EOT

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0Isla Ristol - Marte, por favor /Isla Ristol/a12.txt
0Proxima - Quantum Enta /Proxima/001-quantum-enta.txt
0W3bK3rN3l Radio - wbknl-000007 /W3bK3rN3l Radio/wbknl-000007.txt
0Isla Ristol - Peta-millones /Isla Ristol/a11.txt
0W3bK3rN3l Radio - wbknl-000006 /W3bK3rN3l Radio/wbknl-000006.txt
0Hisaishi Satellite - Settling In /Hisaishi Satellite/002_Settling.txt

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<title>Cosmic Voyage</title>
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage</link>
<description>Messages from the human stellar diaspora</description>
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<title>Isla Ristol - Marte, por favor</title>
<author>enteka@cosmic.voyage (enteka)</author>
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla Ristol/a12.txt</link>
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Isla Ristol/a12.txt</guid>
<pubDate>Thu, 18 Feb 2021 21:47:07 GMT</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[<pre>
Isla Ristol
Entrada 12
¿Te cuento que seguimos en el «Wonderful Person»? ¿Te cuento que
no hay nada más lento todavía que los trámites administrativos?
Estamos todos enfadados. Tiempo es dinero, tiempo es dinero.
¿Es qué no se dan cuentan de lo cuesta pagar una nave espacial
a crédito? No, les da completamente igual, lo único que les
importa es que haya un error en el código de
¡Ah! ¡Novedades!
Que justo ahora dice Tía que se ha solucionado.
¡Salimos para Marte!
¡Ya!
Marte por fin, Marte por favor, voy a ver Marte y pisarlo.
Es que es obligatorio, seguro que no ponen la nave a orbitar.
¡Hay que estar en Marte! Es es el único, pero el único,
verdadero planeta del sistema solar en el que se puede estar
de verdad. (Puedes darle un besito a Júpiter, dentro de la
nave, ¿pero cómo puedes llamar a eso estar en un planeta?
*****
~ Enteka (enteka at fastmail youknowwhat com)
EOF
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<item>
<title>Proxima - Quantum Enta</title>
<author>hedy@cosmic.voyage (hedy)</author>
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Proxima/001-quantum-enta.txt</link>
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/Proxima/001-quantum-enta.txt</guid>
<pubDate>Thu, 18 Feb 2021 12:25:14 GMT</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[<pre>
*** {Default ship banner} ***
{Default header message}
=
From: Proxima
To: Nil
Priority: Nil
X-*: Nil
Loc: Radar Error
Sender: Unregistered User
=
======BEGIN TRANSMISSION======
Quantum Enta?
We were hit by meteroids 2 hours and 55 minutes ago (the #549 attack). Will
report back on that a bit more later once I get the hang of this quantum enta
thing...
Darcy was doing some ship maintainence in Elect when I screamed and found a
spider-looking creature in my cabinet, the strange thing is that it wasn't
really moving... at all. How in space did this freakish get in there? At the
time of transmission it still is, in fact, sitting quite still a few
lactoinches away from my door handle. (lactoinches is a metric unit me and
Darcy made just for fun, joking at Earthlings not being able to settle on a
single, shared metric system). We would have to check the cams, do a scan in
med, and get a bio sample of it later, after I figure out this transmission
thing. Getting help is our first priority! We used to have Lieutenant Kevuq
always in Sec on cams but unfortunately he passed from an accident which I
will explain with the #549 meteroid strike...
Darcy rushed over to my quaters and took no notice in what I said about the
spider thing, and says she found something that could help us. There it was,
she held up the quantum enta thing and gave it to me. I flipped it over and
saw "Quantum Enta" written and a few blank spaces of nothingness after it.
We searched old dictionaries but could not figure what "enta" meant, so I
decide to open this thing and see what happens, and here I am, sending a
message! I don't know where it would go, or how it does its thing, but I'm
sure it should work I just know it.
The dictator seems to only support voice or thoughts (as I put it), but I
managed to connect my K-25 to one of its legged wirings, I honestly don't know
if my tiny keyboard is going work, but I shall hope for the best. The keyboard
layout of course, as Earthlings call it, is a colemak-inspired custom layout.
With the enter key at the middle top and the escape key at the immediate left.
The downside to the keyboard approach is, of course, is the extreme lag,
however I'm quite good with touch typing so I can just type really fast
without needing it to show up immediately. I still have to test out voice and
thought dictation, that's one more thing on my list, right after finding out
what in space "Enta" means, which in turn, is after finding out about the
spider creature. Darcy thinks Enta the name of the person who invented it, but
if it was the case, shouldn't it be something along the lines of "Entian
Quantum Communicator"?
Human Written Supply Report
---
[ 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 ]
. food and nutrients to last for 256 Earth days
. drinkable water to last for 244 Earth days
. other water to last for 7 Earth years
. core energy (reactor, elect, engines, nav, comms) to last for 3,093,458
Earth years
. utility energy (weapons, sec, med) to last for 74,397,220,901 Earth years
. Miscellaneous supplies to last for 881,234,927,059,538,586,734,845,837,563
Earth years
. 6 (reusable) ice beds, with three spare, and one in med (emergency only)
I guess we're obviously doomed, with food and water able to last less than a
single tiny Earth year, there is no way to reach the Alpha in time. Speaking
of time, I've lost track of date around 4 suns ago, but this quantum enta
thing may be able to save us, which is why I need some ship or outpost to send
us supplies! Please, we don't want to fail our captain... Captain Leo,
Lieutenant Kevuq, Officer Luciana, and two others I do not want to talk about
suffered from an explosion that destroyed most of our supplies, why, they were
originally able to last for millennials! Oh Albert Einstein-- Now it's only
me, a few robots, and poor Darcy left on the ship. She's only a college student!
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
6x 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.
That's all for now, more in about 21 hours.
======END TRANSMISSION======
=
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<title>W3bK3rN3l Radio - wbknl-000007</title>
<author>w3bk3rn3l@cosmic.voyage (w3bk3rn3l)</author>
<link>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/W3bK3rN3l Radio/wbknl-000007.txt</link>
<guid>gopher://cosmic.voyage/0/W3bK3rN3l Radio/wbknl-000007.txt</guid>
<pubDate>Thu, 18 Feb 2021 11:11:19 GMT</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[<pre>
```
___________. __ ________ ________ .__
__ _ _\_____ \_ |__ | | __\_____ \______ ____ \_____ \| |
\ \/ \/ / _(__ <| __ \| |/ / _(__ <_ __ \/ \ _(__ <| |
\ / / \ \_\ \ < / \ | \/ | \/ \ |__
\/\_/ /______ /___ /__|_ \/______ /__| |___| /______ /____/
\/ \/ \/ \/ \/ \/
.___.__
____________ __| _/|__| ____
\_ __ \__ \ / __ | | |/ _ \
| | \// __ \_/ /_/ | | ( <_> )
|__| (____ /\____ | |__|\____/
\/ \/
```
W3bK3rN3l radio outpost
wbknl-000007
-----------------------
KG-84 encrypted MIL-STD 188-110B
Message made on an ISB circuit
--> Croughton (AJE)
--> Sigonella (NSY)
{
Several theorists suggest that this is a secret communication
station for a secret society, agency, or government, to be used
to communicate in an unbreakable, bizarre cipher. Several major
events and military exercises that have taken place during
intercepts of w3bk3rn3l's radio transmissions back the theory
}
1....<|.|>.......19..............35........|*...$!........%"..:wq
==> BEGIN ENCRYPTION
>BOT
Tinham passado cerca de 12 horas, desde que comecei a elaborar o
plano de contingência deste posto avançado de comunicações. É um
documento que ficará disponível para consulta, a todo o pelotão.
Deve ser encarado como um manual de normas imperiosas para a
sobrevivência de todos. O irónico é que sou o único aqui, em
Lagrange L73. Estava tão cansado que, inadvertidamente, carreguei
na tecla PAUSE e adormeci.
A vida nestas paragens é sempre um passo na direção do passado.
Mas não deveria ela ser precisamente o contrário? Não deveria ser
este futuro em que vivo algo que me deveria alienar da minha
condição de ser provido de memória? E, no entanto, só me lembro
de ouvir a minha voz ecoada nas paredes da sala de rádio, quando
se deu a explosão na TERRA.
[#$%&"/&&"%!$$$ --> noise]
>EOT
</pre>]]></description>
</item>
<item>
<title>Isla Ristol - Peta-millones</title>
<author>enteka@cosmic.voyage (enteka)</author>